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Shane Black

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a character in “Astoria”, as played by LawfulAnnon

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SHANE BLACK

"Do they love you or the mask you put on everyday?"
- shimika bowers






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NAMEXXShane Benjamin Black

NICKNAMESXXShay, Black

AGEXXSeventeen

SEXUALITYXXBisexual
xxxxxxNATIONALITYXXAmerican

YEARXXSenior

D.O.B.XXAugust 23rd

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HEIGHTXX6 ' 2 ft.

HAIR COLORXXdark brown with lighter tips
xxxxWEIGHTXX195 lbs.

EYE COLORXXblue




Shane fits the typical appearance of your high school jock: attractive, fit, and muscular. Brunette locks with dangerous, dark blue eyes make him a dreamboat among females of Astoria High. A chiseled jawline with a light dusting of facial hair does little to hide the smirk that regularly graces his face. You'll find he is very meticulous about his appearance. Unless he's just getting out of football practice (the few times he allows himself to look unkept), Shane has his hair styled and tends to pick at his hair in order to get it just right. His style is very modern and on trend, the latest styles and quality material. Shane stands out wherever he goes, his appearance only playing a minor role.


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STRENGTHSXX
XX➥ Athleticism : Years of playing football has built up Shane's strength, endurance, and speed. It's a big help on the field and a bigger help on the streets. He may be the rich kid, but he can hold his own in a fight.
XX➥ Trustworthy : A surprising quality, Shane can be trusted with secrets and promises. He'll never make one he can't keep, but he tries to do his best by those who trust him.
XX➥ Perseverance : Getting through hard times has been Shane Black's way of life. He's used to it and knows the only way to escape the pain is to keep going.

WEAKNESSES
XX ➥ Hot-Headed : A part of Shane has always been easily angered. When someone starts to piss him, he can't control his anger. Shane lashes out and has gotten into fights which the school overlooks due to his father and football. He doesn't think and just acts.
XX➥ Insensitive : Shane likes to claim he's realistic, but he's never mastered the social grace of 'softening the blow.' He doesn't care how his words may effect you. He grew up with the harsh truth so others should be able to handle it.
XX➥ Paranoid : All his life, Shane has been used by everyone around him. With the recent kidnapping and murders, he is even more suspicious of those around. He can't trust anyone.

FEARSXX
XX➥ Physical Injuries : Injuries are an athlete's biggest fear and Shane knows if he gets hurt bad enough, his football career and his ticket out of Astoria is gone.
XX ➥ His Secrets : Shane has many skeletons in his closet. If any of them were to be found out, his life would be over.
XX➥ Going to Jail : Despite not being the killer/kidnapper, the evidence against Shane has continually gotten bigger. There isn't enough to build a solid case, but everything looks very suspicious.

SECRETS
XX ➥ Sexuality : Football and homosexuality do not mix, especially since they're the targets of the bullies on the football team. Besides losing football and possibly his future, it's a secret Shane doesn't want getting out.
XX➥ Motive : Each victim has, or had, something on Shane that could potentially destroy his life. Some of them have been uncovered, but the darker ones have yet to be discovered.
XX➥ Intermittent explosive disorder : Also known as IED, Shane has had the disorder since he was ten. He has episodes where he blows up in anger at people and will become physically violent to others and property. He's taking medication and going to therapy, but it's not completely controlled.
XX➥ The Accident : After the party where Evan was taken, Shane was drinking and driving with a friend. He didn't notice he was in the wrong lane until it was too late. Instead of stopping and helping, Shane sped off. He found out later he killed a young couple and crippled their seven year old daughter. Shane's family has adopted the girl since she had no other family and as a way to hide Shane's involvement. The guilt kills him everyday, but if the secret got out his life would be over.

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PERSONALITYXXX To those who don't know him, Shane is a grade A jerk. He doesn't outwardly care how his words and actions affect those around him. He'll use satire and sarcasm to get a laugh, not bothering to think about how it may make others feel. Shane is constantly getting into fights and verbally abusing those who eye him the wrong way. Shane is viewed as harsh, easily angered, and mostly likely to end up in jail.

Despite him being all these things, Shane has a decent side to him. His humor may be rough if you're the target, but he is actually very humorous. He actually doesn't need ridicule to make people laugh. His one-liners are legendary among his circle of friends. Shane is regarded as one of the most trustworthy and direct of his group of friends. When people need someone to be straightforward about their problem, Shane is the first person they go to. He never makes a promise he can't keep and won't lie outright unless he has something to lose from it. He may be a jerk, but he makes a loyal friend.

He may not show it, but he does care about other people. Shane will never admit he's done something nice for another person, but he takes care of those who matter to him, with small acts of kindness or anonymous gestures. If one of his teammates is struggling with money, he'll pay it off or slip them some cash unnoticed. If his bully friends are bothering a weaker student, he'll attempt to draw them away from the student without outwardly stopping them. He does have a reputation to maintain. Shane knows he isn't a good person, but he tries to atone for his faults.

Despite being surrounded by friends and high on the social hierarchy, Shane has always felt isolated from other people. He can count the amount of people whom he trusts on one hand, and isn't willing to add any more. Pessimism crept into him at any early age. His experiences with his family showed him that people see him as a trophy. People like to claim they're friends with Shane or have hooked up with the star football player when they've never spoken two words to him. People have always selfish to Shane so he doesn't see the point in believing in people anymore.

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HISTORYXXX Only son to Warren Black and Olivia Fields née Black, Shane was destined for a privileged life. Both from Astoria, Shane's parents were close friends in high school, drawn together by their ambition. Warren dreamed of becoming an accomplished lawyer while Olivia planned to become a prominent doctor. They accomplished their goals and moved back to Astoria, knowing it'd be easy to become influential in a small town. Their marriage was more of a business arrangement than romantic feelings. People thought it odd the two weren't married and the two of them made a fine couple. It wasn't until a few years into the marriage they decided to have a baby, to create a façade of the perfect family.

Raised mostly by his nanny, Layla, Shane's parents spent little time with him besides checking on his academic and athletic achievements. Layla did her best to act like a parent to Shane and did become a surrogate mother, but she still wasn't his mom. He began to act out, lashing out and acting like the spoiled rich boy. Shane had to be tested because of how often he got into physical altercations. He was found to have Intermittent explosive disorder, which is a behavioral disorder characterized by explosive outbursts of anger and violence. His parents have kept that bit of information off of his file, but he must go to weekly counseling and take medication. The doctors suggested finding an outlet for Shane with any excess aggression which turned him towards football. He was quite good and the coaches bragged to his parents that with more training, Shane could have a career in football. It pleased his parents to hear that.

Within two years, Shane was getting better at managing his anger and found solace in football. His parents thought it was time for him to grow up so they fired Layla, ignoring her attempts to warn them that Shane was not completely stable. Layla keeps in touch with Shane through phone calls and the occasional visit. However, her dismal caused a hole in Shane to grow. He tried to fill it with parties, girls, and crazy shenanigans which was easy to get involved in due to his reputation as the star football player. His attraction to men was quickly hidden out when his teammates made an effort to bully the gay students at school.

Life was normal for Shane until the night of Evan Lynn's disappearance. Shane committed a hit-n-run which he instantly told his folks about. They may not have cared for him unless he was succeeding, but they would always clean up any mess he made. His father, the district attorney, saw to it that the accident couldn't be connected back to Shane and his mother did the same when the victims were brought to the hospital. The little girl, Maya, was the only survivor and since newly crippled girl had no family to go back to, the Blacks took her in. For Shane's parents, it was a way to hide Shane's involvement and positive publicity for Shane's father who was rerunning for District Attorney. The guilt kills Shane, but he tries to make it up by being there for Maya. The girl has become a sister to him in such a short time. It adds even more guilt to him, but he can't confess.

The disappearances didn't mean much to Shane at first until he was brought in for questioning. He didn't understand, but when the police mentioned all the names of the teenagers missing, Shane knew why he was the suspect. All the teenagers were a threat to Shane's future. Some of them knew things about him or had something over him. Shane wasn't the kidnapper/killer, but he did have motive. The police didn't have enough to hold him on and his father claimed the evidence circumstantial at best. It wasn't until the police found the body of Scarlett Fulton, Shane's girlfriend, that they had any solid evidence. Shane hasn't been forthcoming with the police about the night he last saw Scarlett and the cops are determined to pin this on him.

So begins...

Shane Black's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Dakota Lynn Character Portrait: Sam Schroeder Character Portrait: Taís Carvalho Character Portrait: Jasmine Reyes Character Portrait: Adrien Lewis Character Portrait: Spencer Hawkins Character Portrait: Shane Black Character Portrait: Juniper Whelan Character Portrait: Haley Thomas Character Portrait: Benjamin Hill
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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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Character Portrait: Jasmine Reyes Character Portrait: Adrien Lewis Character Portrait: Spencer Hawkins Character Portrait: Shane Black Character Portrait: Haley Thomas
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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
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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
the best friend - outfit - #408000
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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.