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Jasmine Reyes

"Bow down, bitches"

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a character in “Astoria”, originally authored by crybaby, as played by RolePlayGateway

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ImageALEXANDER CARTWRIGHT.


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xxhometown.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxtopeka, ks




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PERSONA.

Alexander has such a large capacity for kindness that he is not afraid to show, but at the same time maintains a persona of seriousness to keep his father at ease.

Unlike his free spirited and carefree sister, Grace, Alexander is very practical and straightforward with nearly everything he approaches. As a child his father called him 'little hawk', his eyes could see things that no one else could and he was very keen on his intentions. Saying that Alex doesn't relish in the idea of risk and adventure is a stretch but he believes that there are times when things need to be handled in a constructive manner.

Often Alexander can be a bit close-minded and stubborn but none of it is ever really intentional on his part. Due to the constant amounts of stress placed on him by his father he can sometimes shut others out in not the most ethical of ways when he is upset. He is not destructive in this manner but sometimes he can be shown to hurt other's feelings with this side of him.

He has a natural, playful demeanor once he gets to know someone. He likes to joke around and it's odd if he can't make someone chuckle at least once during their conversation. Despite trying to distance himself from people emotionally, it's safe to say Alex becomes attached rather easily. It doesn't take him long to grow a bond with someone, and that's when the protectiveness sets in. Alex is protective without fault. He would defend someone he cared about with his last breath if it came to that.

Deep down any outsider can see that Alexander has the making to be a great and just leader in the world. He will lay his life on the line to save or help nearly anyone he comes across, human or creature. He couldn't couldn't count on one hand the amount of reckless decisions he's made because of how selfless he is. However, when it comes down to it he will make hard decisions to protect that of his family and the ones he truly cares about.


Now being reckless does have to have a certain bravery aspect to it. For a man of such pent up emotion, he has little fear in the trials that are placed before him. His bravery is quite unmatched when it comes to others. He'd run into the mouth of the Beast for the greater good.


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Imagexxlikes.xxAlexander is a true sports fanatic and loves his fair share of football, basketball, and baseball. He loves his giant golden retriever, Koda, whom he always says is the love of his life. He will never turn down chocolate milkshakes and a burger at the diner. Alexander has always liked to travel and hike, especially with his mother and sister. Alexander has also acquired the taste for coffee and normally has to have at least 2 or more cups of coffee that morning for him to have a good day. He also loves music although he cant sing himself, listening to others is almost a relaxing thing for him.

xxdislikes.xxThere's nothing more Alex hates than bullies and bigots. With his experiences of being bullied as a kid he will always stand up to defend someone in need. Alex hates the smell of cigarette smoke and doesn't understand the appeal that smoking has, with people knowing the consequences it has on their health. He cannot stand the thought of liars, and Alexander isn't a fan of people who boast.

xxstrengths.xx
brave: Alex is not afraid to take risks for the greater good, it's in the nature of his blood and character.
practical: He has always had a practical mindset and is not too much of a dreamer.
swordsmanship: (post divine role) He has such a graceful and archaic way of fighting that makes him quite deadly with a sword.
horse-back riding: Alex used to constantly go riding around with his mother and is quite comfortable on a horse.
good natured: Alexander is just a good human at heart, he always takes the utmost care of everyone he meets.
athleticism: After years of playing sports, Alex is quite fit.

xxweaknesses.xx
stubborn: Alex can sometimes be a bit of a hot-head when he's stuck in a particularly stressful situation.
insecure: Constant pressure comes with many doubts and fears.
selfless: He can often care too much about others to the point where he forgets about himself.
moody: It doesn't take much to put Alex in a bit of a mood. He tends too be a bit broody.
close-minded: He is not judgmental, but it takes a lot for him to put a large amount of trust into someone else.

xxfears.
failing his family: There is always a fear that Symon won't live up to his parent's standards.
heights: It took one experience of riding a Ferris wheel to make him weary of heights.
love: He can't really explain this fear, but he just gets nervous at the idea of finding someone.



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ImageHISTORIA.

Alexander Joshua Cartwright was born on a small farm in the middle of nowhere Kansas on a sunny July day. His parents, Joshua and Lynette were high school sweethearts that got married right after their senior year. It was what almost everyone did in the town of Topeka. Joshua took over his families farm, and Lynette was a teacher at the local elementary.

Alexander wasn't a mistake necessarily but he was exactly planned either. His father was weary of his son's birth but his mother was ecstatic the moment she laid eyes on his baby blues. Alexander was an excitable child, running rampant among the farm, riding horses and scaring the chickens. When he was ten his father decided to start putting him to work, against his mother's wishes. Alex loved his father, but there relationship was very strained. By the time his sister, Grace, was born Alex had become a little worker. His father taught him how to be an adult at thirteen. Part of him is grateful for how mature this made him out to be, but he is also sad he missed out on a lot of being a 'kid'. Sports in high school was his big escape. Practice gave him time away from the farm and it was something he was really good at.

When he graduated he was given a full ride to Wichita State University for football, where he is currently a student studying business. However, on the time he is a volunteer firefighter. Deep down, Alexander can't help but feel like there is something missing from his life, a greater purpose, a bigger meaning.


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sheet by crybaby | alex pettyfer | crybaby | #C31717

So begins...

Jasmine Reyes's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Dakota Lynn Character Portrait: Haley Thomas Character Portrait: Shane Black Character Portrait: Adrien Lewis Character Portrait: Jasmine Reyes Character Portrait: Sam Schroeder
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DAKOTA LYNN
the step-sister / Marilyn Lima / outfit / #D5CF88
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Friday, October 26th 5:00pm

"Alright! Good sweat today ladies, I'll see you all at practice tomorrow" Coach Hansen clapped her hands together in what would be considered an 'encouraging' gesture before dismissing the girls from softball practice. Dakota slung her ball bang over her shoulder, feeling particularly gross as a bead of sweat glided down her forehead. She wiped it away quickly, and followed the other girls into the locker room, the lot of them chatting about some Halloween Bash that Jasmine Reyes was throwing tonight. The thought of the last time she went to a Reyes' party flashed across her mind and her heart clenched rather painfully in her chest. Evan. Still missing. Or better yet, dead.

She sucked in a sharp breath, pinching the bridge of her nose to keep her thoughts away from her brother. Unfortunately, today the universe was well against her. She fumbled with the combination on her locker for a few moments before roughly tugging it open, a bit of undeniable frustration coming out of well. Dakota raised an eyebrow slightly as a small, folded piece of notebook paper fell out of her locker landing at her feet. Without even picking it up, a sense of dread filled every inch of her as she stared at the seemingly innocent paper. She reached down, and after what felt like ages, her hand finally brushed the notebook paper on the ground. She grabbed it, carefully unfolding it to read a scribbling of words in the middle.

"If you think it's over I've only just begun crossing off names on my list.
Hope to see you at the party tonight.
Trick or Treat Lynn?"

Her head whipped around the locker room, her eyes frantically searching for someone who didn't belong. But, it was just her teammates. Dakota's hands shook slightly as she read each word over and over again, before aggressively folding it back up and shoving it into her backpack. Who had sent it? And why? However, deep down, she already knew the answer to her question. Astoria's resident Grim Reaper, the one who had taken her brother and many others in the town. This wasn't the first time she had received a letter from the so-called killer, and she knew that this most certainly wouldn't be the last time.





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ADRIEN LEWIS
the reporter / Reece King / outfit / #88B0D5
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Adrien's feet were propped up on his desk in the small office room that he had been given for the paper. He always found himself in the room after school hours, either typing away or going over stories with the others. Today it was particularly quiet. Printers and a couple MacBooks lined the wall, along with a few desks and chairs scattered amongst. He had found a large, mahogany desk at one of the local thrift stores for $20 and with the help of Mr. Graham lugged it into the office as his very own 'desk'. The room was dark other than the sunlight shining through a window on the far wall, and the screen light coming form his small laptop that he carried with himself everywhere. He liked it rather dark in the room, it eased his mind and helped him concentrate more on his writing. Today, however it wasn't helping much.

He held down the backspace watching the words disappear from the screen for the fourth time. Adrien had been at this article for a solid three hours and still hadn't managed to muster up a single word. He let out a small sigh of frustration and closed the laptop, the room darkening a little. The Astoria Murders seemed like candy to a baby when it came to writing, but for some reason Adrien was having the hardest time writing the latest update. Maybe it was too close to home? Or maybe it just didn't feel right.

He leaned back in the chair closing his eyes, trying to relax and put himself in the right mindset when his phone buzzed in his pocket. He would've ignored it, if it hadn't buzzed six more times in a row. He groaned slightly swinging his feet off of the desk and reached into his pocket to pull out his phone. The light of his screen was a little harsh and he had to squint to read the message.

From Markus:
Party tonight at Reyes.
Don't skip again.
Take a second to stop writing and have fun !


Adrien rolled his eyes slightly at the message, Markus was one of the newest writers on the paper, a sophomore, still finding his place in the social chain. Without replying Adrien slid the phone back into his pocket, leaning back into the chair. Astoria had been quiet for the past couple of weeks. Too quiet. He knew nothing good would come from Jasmine's party, nothing ever did. But to him, it was almost perfect. As morbid as it sounded, if something did happen, maybe he'd be able to write.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Haley Thomas Character Portrait: Shane Black Character Portrait: Adrien Lewis Character Portrait: Jasmine Reyes Character Portrait: Spencer Hawkins
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XXXSHANE BLACK
Xthe suspect ✦ outfit#a00808

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The musty scent of the boys' locker room went unnoticed by the multiple, young men crowded by their lockers. Football practice had been particularly brutal since coach couldn't keep the players late anymore. The damn new curfew as coach said. Shane had the same thought, not wanting to spend more time at home than necessary. Father had been on his ass so Jasmine's party offered the perfect escape.

His football buddy, Brody, kept going on about how awesome Jasmine's party will be and how lucky Shane was to be close friends with her. He was only half listening when he heard it. The whispers. They say he killed his girlfriend... I wonder if he'll come after one of us... I wonder why he did it. It took only a second for him to spin around, grab the guy and shove him against the locker. "Why don't you say that to my face, punk?" The fear on the young freshman's face satisfied him slightly. He was beyond pissed at the rumors and some freshman running his mouth is the last thing he needs. If it wasn't for the comforting hand on his shoulder, he might've gone further. He put the freshman down, but not before saying, "Maybe next time, don't talk shit about someone you think is a killer." Shane stormed off, slamming his locker.

He didn't do it. The police had no proof, at least his father said so. The video tape found of him and Scarlett arguing before she disappeared was questionable, but provided no evidence. Shane couldn't help stomping as he paced down the hallway, students parting like the sea. "Shane, dude! Slow the hell down." Brody walked by his side. "Just focus on the party, not some dumb freshman. It sucks about Scarlett, but you're tough. You'll get it through it." Tough. It's all he has ever been and he's tired. He's so damn tired. "Sure, whatever. I'm gonna go find Reyes, but I'll catch you at the party." The two friends parted ways with Shane heading towards the gym. Cheer practice should be just finishing so maybe they can talk or get wasted before the party starts, either one at this point.

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XXXHALEY THOMAS
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The library was quiet. Many of the students have already gone home except one. Haley surveyed the work on the desk in front of her. Two papers, three homework assignments all completed. Next, came the fun part. Research. The police, especially Adam, have given up on finding the actual killer, choosing to focus on the school's golden boy. It was so frustrating that no one would consider an alternate possibility. The similarities to the kidnappings twenty years prior have to have some sort of connection.

A shrill ring rang out throughout the library. Haley couldn't help, but jumped at hearing it. It could only be them. The killer made a habit of calling her at school, claiming the way it terrified her excited them. It was so perturbing yet she had to play by their rules or something could happen to Hannah. They might not have been close beforehand, but Haley would rather die than let her sister die. She took a deep breathe before answering, eyeing the librarian who was sleeping on the job like usual.

An automotive voice spoke causing chills up her spine, "Did you miss me?"
"You can't miss someone you don't know." The killer responded well to attitude, saying it was their favorite thing about her: how unafraid she is.
"I'd love to show myself to you, but I know you'd turn on me. I can't have that." They always toyed with her like this, the hopeless they would cause in her making waves. "Sadly, this was just a check-in call. I have plans my dear. Have a good night and I'll be thinking of you."They hung up before Haley could get a word in.

She knew what they were referencing. Jasmine Reyes was putting on a party tonight. It was the talk of the school and no one seemed to care that Evan disappeared at the same event. Haley couldn't help those dumb enough to risk their safety for some cheap thrills nor was she the type to go to a party. However, it would be easy grab another teenager while they were inhibited at a party. Haley was going for that reason alone. The killer would make an unknown appearance and Haley wanted to catch them in the act. Was it crazy? Absolutely, but it was her one chance.

She packed up her supplies, seeking out one of her few friends. 'Adrien should be in his office' she thought as she went in that direction. He was one of the few who shared her interest in the case, for another reason in his case but she'll take it. Haley walked into the room, not even noticing Adrien wasn't alone. Spencer, she thinks, just had to be there. She crossed her arms, leaning against the wall. "Adrien, I've got to talk to you when you're done." Now, she waits.

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JASMINE REYES
the cheerleader - outfit - #804080
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"Pathetic ladies. I've seen grannies with better coordination." Jasmine had an eyebrow raised, her hip popped rather sassily as she watched the group of girls in front of her, the majority avoiding her sharp gaze. "Jessica, you're always a beat off to the choreography. Rebecca, straighten your feet on the pike, it's pitiful. Candace, your 'cheer face' looks like you're giving birth. And, Maura-" Jas did a full body sweep of the girl on the end. "Lay of the sweets a bit honey". She grabbed her poms from the ground, and her face went from disappointed to plastered with a peppy smile in a matter of seconds. "Dismissed".

She marched out of the gym, tapping away on her phone. A flurry of text messages flooding in from several, only a few she actually cared about responding to. Her party tonight was causing a storm, both good and bad. While most kids were needing a little distraction from how particularly dreadful the town had been, some were actually concerned about the party. 'Aren't you a little worried about throwing a party?' 'Remember what happened last time?' 'It's probably a bad time'. It took her everything for her not to roll her eyes back into her head. While the town's resident Freddy Kruger hadn't let up she sure as hell wasn't going to let them ruin her fun. Besides it would be pretty ballsy to for the masked maniac to try anything at her party again, if everyone was expecting it.

She was so absorbed in her phone that she barely noticed Shane's form in front of her. She bumped into him slightly steadying herself by placing an arm on his shoulder. Her face lit up, softer, and less superficial than it had before. Unlike some of the people at the school, Shane was one of the people that Jasmine actually enjoyed being around. "Shay-" the boy had definitely been through a lot in the past couple of months and lately she noticed he'd been in a perpetual state of stress. She felt like more than anything he needed a chance to escape."Just got out of practice?" She let her hand linger on his arm for a small moment before taking a step back. "You're coming to my party tonight, right? It'll be much more fun if you're there. And you know I always hide the best alcohol for us". She wiggled her eyebrows teasingly.



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BENJAMIN HILL
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Ben sat in the library, not even noticing that he had read the same exact sentence eight times in a row. Today had been particularly more rough than the others, and he was really starting to feel it. When he was in a weird spat of emotions he often drifted towards the library which was open to students until 6. Nobody was ever there and he found that it had always been a good place to calm his nerves. After a moments pause he closed the book, and rested his head in his arms, trying to steady his pulse, which was beating so fast he felt like anyone near him could hear it.

The most triggering thing had been the buzz of Jasmine's party. It had instantly brought him right back to that fateful night in which he had lost his best friend. He couldn't wrap his head around the fact that anyone thought it was okay. After everything that happened. When he really thought about it, he realized nobody truly cared. People will be people, and if it didn't affect them then why should they care? He sighed quietly rubbing his eyes slightly, he needed to go home. Stop allowing himself to think about what had happened. It was killing him from the inside.

His phone buzzed slightly in his pocket and he took it out, still a little wrapped up in his thoughts to even think about who had even texted him. He read the subject line a little confused and his eyes drifted up slowly to see who had sent the message. His blood ran cold when he looked at the name that popped up on his phone.

Evan.

His mouth became incredibly dry, and he suddenly found it hard to breathe. Evan. Evan Lynn. Who had been missing for a year. The text was simple, harmless. "Can't wait to see you at the party B ! :)". He quickly scrambled with his phone to type a response, but then the reality came flooding in. The police had never found his phone. So this was Evan- or this was the person who took him. But how would they know about B? That's what Evan always used to call him. His stomach dropped to the floor, as he frantically turned in his chair but only to empty shelves. Ben quickly typed a response.

Who is this?
↳ What are you talking about dork? Lmao, I didn't change numbers.
Evan?
↳Of course. The one and only.
Where have you been!? Evan you've been gone for a YEAR. Everyone's been going crazy looking for you. People are dead.
↳ I know. I can explain everything, B. I'll be at the party tonight.
How do I even know this is you Evan?
↳ Ben, it's me. I've missed you so much. I love you, you know that right?

Ben stared hard at the screen of his phone. Nobody, nobody knew about Evan and him. Well, except Evan. But was this too good to be true? Where had Evan been? Had he escaped? Why now? He took in a shaky breath and typed a response.

I love you too. I'll be there.