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Greyson Mayweather

"We're family. Forever and always."

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a character in “Astral Academy|The Bonds Between”, originally authored by tigerz, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Greyson Mayweather

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"We're family. Forever and always."








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NAME: Greyson Mayweather "Close friends can call me Grey."

AGE: 19

GENDER: Male

SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
"I don't care what sexuality you are. Love is love."

HEIGHT: 6'1

WEIGHT: 210 lbs

DATE OF BIRTH|ZODIAC December 9/Sagittarius






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LIKES:
✔ Punk and metal music"Nothing like some anti-government and screamo to start a work out."
✔Working out "I've got to stay fit."
✔Coffee "I would never make it through the day with out a cup of coffee."
✔Archery "It's fun being able to always get a bulls eye. Sure is a great party trick."
✔Fires "I'm a bit of a pyro... I guess you could say it's in my nature."
✔Football and lacrosse "Super strength sure does come in handy."

DISLIKES:
✘Cold weather "I'd much rather be bathing in the sun during the summer."
✘Water "Let's just say I have a fear of drowning..."
✘Cats "I'm not allergic like Alex is but I do find them to be annoying."
✘Rap and country "One of the few things me and Alex seem to have in common."
✘Girls who think they're good enough for his sister "I don't care how much she yells at me for it. Unless I deem you good enough for her, which is very unlikely, stay away."

FAVORITE POWER:
Fire [i]"I love making fires. My very favorite is creating fire balls to fling at people. Don't worry though, they're harmless."


SKILLS:
Photography and sketching "Don't tell anyone though."
Sports, specifically lacrosse and football






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PERSONALITY:

Greyson is the typical overprotective older brother. Before Alex came out to him he would never let boys get within a 30 foot radius of her, now he does the same with girls. Greyson has this set belief that a girl needs to prove they're good enough for his sister and if they are they better pray they don't ever hurt her. The main reason he is like this with her is because she's the only family he has left. "Our mother died a month before the eclipse from a drug overdose and we never met our father. The coward took off before Alex was even born." Alex knows this and doesn't really mind. Some people at school, find it a bit strange and scary but Greyson doesn't really care.

Greyson makes himself known for being a tough arrogant jock when really he is not. It's a protective mask he keeps on because he's afraid of what people will think of the real him. He thinks that he'll lose his friends and status if he shows them that he is in fact a caring and sensitive art guy. The only one that knows this about him is Alex. To everyone else Greyson acts the way he thinks he should just so he can feel accepted. even though he's arrogant, Greyson is a pretty likeable guy. He doesn't mind helping friend and is pretty easy to get along with and talk to. People say it's because of his eyes. That when he looks at you with them they make you feel comfortable and like you could tell him anything.


MISCELLANEOUS:
Theme song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a8fIxZ-xLro

So begins...

Greyson Mayweather's Story

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Alex had been up most of the night. It was very rare that ever got much sleep. The dead were always whispering or shouting in her head. How she was able to keep up with every conversation surprised her. There was one particular one she enjoyed the most since last night. He was a very old ghost who died at an early age during the crusade. He had a very special and appealing way of talking that she enjoyed so much that she spent most of the night listening to most of what he had to say.He talked about war, God, and love. He seemed so elated to finally have someone to talk to and express everything he's been wishing to say. Once he finished talking, Alex checked her clock and it read 7:40. Alex knew she needed to be in class at 8:30 so she got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. She then grabbed a comb and brushed her hair letting it fall into soft curls. She went over to her suit case that still needed to be unpacked and grabbed an outfit. Alex threw on dark skinny jeans that were ripped at the knees, a black tank top that said "Ol' Dirty Bastard" in white letters, a pair of grey vans, and to top it off she put on her brothers leather jacket that she stole from him.

Alex walked out to the hallway and proceeded to find the main hall. Her stomach was growling frantically for some food. It took her a bit, but ALex finally found the main hall. She looked around and noticed that as many students as she expected were out. Alex checked her phone and it read 7:55. She just shrugged and continued to walk down the hall, following the smell of food and coffee. Normally Alex didn't drink coffee but to today she was exceptionally tired and needed something to at least stay awake for her first couple of classes. Suddenly Alex stopped in the hallway. She rubbed her temples as the ghosts began to grow louder in her head. She bet she looked like a freak right now but she didn't care, all she wanted was for them to quiet down. Once they had she felt an arm around her and her senses were suddenly overcome by the smell of coffee and men's cologne. She turned herself to the man standing next to her and took the cup of coffee from his hand and took a huge gulp of it. "Hey, try not to drink all of it." He said to her. Alex laughed as she handed him back the cup in trade of a chocolate muffin. She looked up at her older brother and asked, "what do you want, Greyson?" Her brother's response was a laugh and then he said, "My jacket back."

"Nah, it's mine now." She stuck her tongue out at him to go and find herself a spot to sit down and enjoy her muffin. Greyson trailed along behind her.






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Greyson grumbled at the sound of his alarm and rolled himself out of bed. If not for the alarm he never would have woken up and probably would get an earful from Alex for skipping class without her.Greyson rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as he entered the bathroom to brush is teeth. As he put toothpaste onto his tooth brush, Greydon checked himself out in the mirror and made note that he needed to shave later. His hair looked like a character from Dragon Ball Z. Greyson grabbed his mousse and quickly put some in his hair to fix it. "It seems you'll also be needing a hair cut soon too." Greyson said to himself after he finished brushing his teeth and returned to his room. Greyson grabbed a white tee shirt from his drawer and threw it on and found some pants on the floor from last night. He looked around his room for his leather jacket only to find that it was missing. He shook his head in amusement. "Oh, Alex." Greyson decided to grab an old dark green sweater and some fingerless gloves. He then grabbed some sandals and proceed to leave his room and walk down to the main hallway. Greyson was dressed rather lazily but he didn't really care, he could still charm women dressed as a bum.

Greyson could smell food as he got closer and closer to the main hallway. he decided to stop and buy himself a large cup of coffee and two muffins, one chocolate and one blue berry. The chocolate one was for his sister Alex. Greyson looked around for his sister. he figured she would be up by now. Unlike him, she never got any sleep. He spotted her rubbing her temples. he could tell that it had to do with the voices going on in her head. Greyson caught some people giving her weird looks and he quickly glared at them. They turned away and greyson put his arm around her. She took his coffee and drank a rather large portion of it. "Hey, don't drink all of it." Greyson gave her the muffin and she turned to him. "what do you want, Greyson?" Greyson laughed. "My jacket back." Alex stuck her tongue out at him. "Nah, it's mine now." She walked away from him and he followed her. The two found a place to sit and ate their muffins together quietly. Greyson looked around as soon as he finished. He wondered where his friends were.

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"This is what makes us girls..."
Mischief could faintly hear Lana del Rey on her phone radio. She groaned and turned her head, "Turn it off Karma," She pleaded "Karma?" She propped herself on her elbows and sighed. "Oh yeah I forgot, I'm far far away from home." She thought to herself as she slipped out of bed and into the bathroom. She took a shower before heading for the mirror. It was the same every morning. Light blue eyes, small nose, pouty lips, and rosy cheeks, flushed from her shower. She took the towel she secured around her hair off, making her dark brown curls tumble down her back. Her bangs which she let grow over the summer now hung in her cheeks and slightly resembled the bangs she had during her alternative phase. She shivered at the memory. 

"All right gorgeous, let's get to work." She said beginning to brush the curls, it wasn't hard, her hair hardly ever got knotty. She brushed it until it was straight and reached her waist. She strolled to her room and headed straight for her dresser. After trying on half of her wardrobe she finally settled on an outfit. A cropped top, skater skirt, and heeled shoe. She nodded in approval before heading back to the bathroom, it was sexy yet adorable just the way she liked it. She slicked on some mascara and red lipstick before straightening her hair until it looked sleek and ridiculously thick, which it already was. She added silver hoops and a tiny silver necklace. She smiled at her reflection. "Perfection." She decided. 

She walked out of her room to the cafeteria with a smile on her face. She waved at a few people. Once inside she had a fruit pastry. She looked around and spotted two people. A boy and girl, and based on their comfort around eachother they were probably relatd or old friends. She sat across from them "Hey,my name's mischief. how goes it?" She asked, sitting across from them. She raised her eyebrows. Which was her way of asking "Is it ok if I sit here?" She tilted her head to the side making hair cascade down her shoulders gathering in a pile on the table. She picked it up and examined the ends, even though she knew she had no dead ends, her hair was her prized possession and she took great care of it. "Think I should cut it?" She asked as she fished a pin out of her shirt, she always has bobby pins in her shirt, and pinned her bangs back so they wouldn't get in her food as she ate. "My hair, sorry I can be a bit self cenered. Anyway I'm Mischief, please call me Missy. I'm a Leo, I like fire." She said before taking another bite of her pastry.

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Character Portrait: Dexter Abrams Character Portrait: Mischief Sanchez Character Portrait: Alex Mayweather Character Portrait: Dakota Marks Character Portrait: Greyson Mayweather
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Dexter was woken by the sound of Kota walking about, and when the door closed behind his friend, his eyes opened slowly. Glancing over to his bedside table, he grabbed his iPhone and checked the time. Six fifteen?! Holy shit, no way was he waking up that early. He turned over and closed his eyes, letting his phone fall on the bed beside him. Yet, sleep wouldn't come back. After ten minutes, he gave up and got out of bed, muttering every swear word that came to mind. He picked out his outfit, a simple dark grey v-neck t-shirt and a pair of dark wash jeans, accompanied by a nice pair of black shoes. It was simple, and yet he still looked sexy. He had showered the night before, so he still had bed head, yet he just ran his hands through it a few times, becoming satisfied. So many guys loved the disheveled look, and he didn't even have to spend time on it to make it look exactly the same.

Dex was out of the room before Kota got back, but he didn't worry about it too much. He figured they'd catch up with each other in the cafeteria, or at homeroom. Either way, he headed for the practice rooms, which were open twenty four hours a day. There was no one around when he reached the music wing, and he entered the first practice room he found, closing and locking the door behind him. He sat on the bench, running his hands smoothly on the keys. Many people felt as if he was a walking contradiction; he was a player and yet could play classical music on the piano, and he sat down to paint every single day. Yet, that was just who he was. He connected more with arts than he ever had with any other school subject.

He fooled around on the keys, not playing any song completely through. He tried to come up with new tunes, or figure out which popular songs on the radio he could transfer to the piano. Eventually, the soothing sound of the instrument caused his eyes to droop, and he moved his way to the floor, closing his eyes and figured he would just take a short power nap.

When his eyes opened, he sluggishly grabbed his phone out of his pocket, looking down to see it was almost seven forty-five. He'd fallen asleep for over an hour in the practice room. Not that it would really matter if he was late for class. He probably wouldn't end up paying attention anyway. Still, he figured he might as well head to the cafeteria and eat a bit of breakfast. Plus, he could see what ladies had already made it to the cafeteria. Perhaps he could begin his charms earlier in the morning than normal.

His trek to the cafeteria was uneventful. He didn't run into many people, and figured they were already eating breakfast. When he entered the dining hall, he saw his suspicions were correct. It was brimming with people, every table occupied by at least one. He settled on a relatively small breakfast of an apple and oatmeal, accompanied with a glass of orange juice. Upon further inspection of the bodies occupying the tables, he saw Kota lounging by himself. He gave the boy a wave, although doubted his friend actually saw the gesture. He saw Greyson, who was his best (straight) friend, and made his way over there. He'd split his remaining time before class with his two best friends.

Once Dex was closer to the table, he realized that not only were Greyson and his sister present, but Mischief was as well. She in particular was one of his favorites to mess with. He never failed to flirt with her, even though he was pretty positive she didn't want much to do with him. Plus, it was common knowledge that she was a virgin. And, let's face it, he wanted to be the first guy to conquer that. Every other guy was thinking the same thing, they just didn't want to admit it.

He patted Grey on the back as he walked by, sitting on the empty chair and placing his food on the table. "Hey man," he said simply, giving his good friend a smile. Then, he turned his attention briefly to Alex. "Good to see you, Alex." He gave her a short nod, but then moved his eyesight to Mischief. "Hey Missy," he greeted, using her nickname. "You are looking absolutely beautiful today." He was going to be the most charming guy on the face of the planet. Because, certainly, he couldn't let her know what was actually going on in his mind.

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Greyson sat next to his sister and decided to take the liberty of teasing and poking her. She fought back by stealing his coffee again so Greyson took a chunk of his blueberry muffin and shoved in her mouth. It wasn't the smartest plan being as Alex spat the muffin right back in his fave and laughed. Greyson took a napkin and cleaned his face. Alex just continued to laugh at him until they both noticed a girl walking towards them. Alex went quiet for a moment and Greyson looked at her then back at the girl. The girl reached the table and spoke to the both of them. Alex seemed to look spaced out which meant she was mostly likely lost in a conversation going on in her head. "Hey,my name's mischief. how goes it?" Michief's voice suddenly snapped Greyson back to attention and he straightened up in his seat. There was no doubt about it, the girl was beautiful.

Mischief sat across from them and raised an eyebrow at the two. Greyson was confused at first but then he stood up and reached his arm across the table to shake her hand. "I'm Greyson." He pointed to Alex. "And this is my sister, Alex." Alex still had the same spaced out on her face. "She's a bit... Occupied at the moment." He watched as she brought all her hair to the side and it cascaded down to hit the top of the table. The thoughts that ran through Greyson's mind at that moment...

Mischief mentioned cutting her hair and Greyson just stated at her for a moment with a raised eyebrow. She must've thought that he didn't understand because she then took the liberty of explaining what she meant but cutting it. "My hair, sorry I can be a bit self cenered. Anyway I'm Mischief, please call me Missy. I'm a Leo, I like fire." Greyson laughed and folded his arms across his chest. "Nothing wrong with being self-centered when you look that amazing. And as far as names, in case you somehow forgot the gorgeous face that goes with my amazing name, I'm Greyson and I'm a Sagitarius an my sister Alex is a Scorpio." He thought it to be funny that they were introducing themselves with their astral signs, then again that was what this school was for. At the corner of his eye he saw Alex blink her eyes and look around. He was about to comment when Greyson caught sight of his best friend Dexter.

"Hey Dex!" Greyson shouted at him with a huge smile. The two have been best friends for a long time and always seem to understand each other. It's like they could tell each other absolutely anything. Greyson watched as he turned on the charm with Missy and Greyson rolled his eyes and laughed. Of anyone was to be crowned biggest flirt, it would be Dexter hands down. Greyson patted him on the back. "Ease up on the poor girl Dex, it's only the first day."

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Try as she might  Missy couldn't help but blush a little when Greyson said "Nothing wrong with being self-centered when you look that amazing, And as far as names, in case you forgot the gorgeous face that goes with my amazing name I'm Greyson and I'm a Sagittarius my sister Alex is a Scorpio."
She was about to ask him about the powers of a Sagittarius when Greyson shouted "hey Dex," She turned to see Dexted headed toward him. She rolled her eyes when he put his feet on the table "Hey man," He also greeted Alex, she got a short nod, Missy noted. 

She resisted the urge to roll her eyes again when he focused on her "Hey Missy, your looking absolutely beautiful today," He said obviously tuning on the charm. She thought she'd play along to, though it was obvious he just wanted to be her first. 
"Ease up Dex it's the girls first day," Greyson said, Missy discretely mouthed "Thanks," to him before shrugging. "It's fine, I already know Dex." She lightly pinched Dex's cheeks "He only likes me because I'm a virgin" She said nonchalantly, like she would if she was talking about the weather. 

She glanced at the two boys and was suddenly glad she decided to come. Greyson was hot in that strong way. Dex was... Dex mischievously cute, and he had that Leo confidence that she so valued in herself, but let's be honest he's kinda a whore. She continued to peak sneaky glances at Greyson. 

She shook both of those thoughts from her head, "Your not here for boys, " She chastised herself. She went to eat her pastry again but her hair, once again. got in her way. Her hair fell onto the table again, just barely missing her breakfast dessert. She turned to Dex " I Was asking if I should cut my hair." She glanced at her hair on the table, girls would kill for her hair, and those that had it payed thousands of dollars to maintain it. It seemed selfish to want to cut it. And there was no way in hell anyone would cut it for her. Stylist literally refused to, they said it was too valuable. 

She turned to them, "Anyway there are a ton of things I have to do." She began to count them on her fingers "I have to unpack my room, I have to figure out a jogging route, I need to explore the campus, and I have to introduce myself to at least the majority of people here." She gasped for breath at the end realizing she didn't breath during her list. "Soooo who wants to help me and/or tag along?" She said prettily pouting, she bit her lip with anticipation. 

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Alex only had time to barely see a girl walking towards her and Greyson before she was sucked into her own mind. Her vision became blurry and all she could hear were the ghosts in her head. This normally happened at night and very rarely during the day. Alex wasn't all that scared though, she knew it would be over in a matter of minutes. All of the ghosts began speaking at once and she could only make out a few words here and there. Alex waited for it to be over. Eventually in a matter of minutes it was and Alex's vision began to clear as she looked at the girl sitting across from them.

Alex only heard the last part of what Greyson was saying to her and she looked this girl up and down. All Alex could think was, damn. The girl was unbelievably hot but obviously straight. Alex could tell from the way she was blushing at Greyson. Alex was a bout to speak and tease her brother when she heard Dex call out to him. Alex and Dex were somewhat friends. They got along fairly well and that's all that really mattered. He sat down in the empty seat and nodded at her. "Hey man." ALex returned the nod. Dexter started flirting with the girl, whom he called Missy, and Alex couldn't help but smirk especially when Missy said he only wanted her for her virginity.

"I have to unpack my room, I have to figure out a jogging route, I need to explore the campus, and I have to introduce myself to at least the majority of people here." Alex raised an eyebrow at Missy knowing where this was going. "Soooo who wants to help me and/or tag along?" Alex put her hand on Greyson's shoulder. "I'm sure my brother would like to help being as it's obvious his obsessed with how attractive you are." Greyson glared at her and Alex just stuck her tongue out at him before proceeding. "If Dex over here wants to prove he's worthy of your virginity I am sure he will gladly help out to prove himself." Alex leaned back in her chair. "Or you could chose me and I will make an extra effort not to hit on you."

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“Morning sunshine! Ready for our first day of school?” Lauren was woken by a cheery voice, and even in her sleep addled state, she could hear the smirk in the voice. When the curtains were suddenly drawn back, she had to blink rapidly for her eyes to adjust to the bright sunlight now shining in her face. Sunlight; that was her first clue that her morning routine had been sabotaged. The second was the quick, horrified glance she sent her alarm clock; its red numbers glaring back at her that it was already 7:00am. For a moment, all Lauren could do was stare at it in a stupor, as if will power and indignation alone could make the offensive clock say 5:30am instead.

“I’m thinking leather jacket with that sexy red top I got us. It’ll look great with skinny jeans and our black buckle boots.” When Lauren looked up towards the voice, it was like looking in a mirror, but worse. Mirrors didn’t make corporeal slutty versions of yourself that seemed hell bent on ruining your life.

“What did you do?!Lauren bit out at her clone, accusation shining in her eyes.

“What? We needed sleep, big day and all that.” Her clone smiled innocently. Lauren didn’t buy the act for a second. Looking around the room, she also saw several of her color coded charts in disarray, her books were un-alphabetized, and several of the pictures on her wall were purposely hung crooked. Anxiety and anger warred within her briefly, and within seconds she was out of her bed, frantically trying to fix the damage.

“Oh come on now, none of that. You’re going to make us late if you keep that up.” Lauren’s clone pouted, arms crossed over her chest. Lauren turned to her and glared, entirely unamused. “Go away.” She bit out once she’d finished with the books. Lauren didn’t have time to argue with her look alike, she needed to get dressed and ready for class. She ended up grabbing a white lace shirt with a green cardigan. The fact they went with the same skinny jeans and black buckle boots was merely coincidental. She finished off by putting her hair up in some loose curls and a little light make-up.

“Jesus, why don’t you just write virgin on our forehead and get it over with.” Her clone said making a face from the side. Lauren ignored her, quickly gathering up her stuff and heading toward the door. When her clone made to follow, Lauren shot her a nasty look. “I said go away. You’ve done enough damage for one day thank you very much.”

Her clone rolled her eyes, but began fading away none the less. She did however get in one last parting shot. “Oh just wait until you see our locker.” She added with a wink. Tensing, Lauren practically sprinted out of the dormitory, and to her locker, and suppressed a scream of frustration when she saw what was inside. Paint was leaking out the bottom, her notebooks were ruined along with the planner that hung from the door, and though her school books had been spared the interior redecorating from their perch on the top shelf, they were still covered in silly string like the rest of her locker. There was no way she’d have time to clean this up before class started, so numbly she reached in for her books and headed towards the cafeteria. Once there, she grabbed a pile of napkins before waking up to and sitting down at the table with Greyson and Alex, as they were some of the only friends she had here. She was too out of it to really pay attention to the conversation going on, and mostly she just silently wiped at the silly string on her books, determined to clean them off before class.

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Niklaus bought himself a caramel latte before entering the cafeteria. Before he reached it, he felt his pone vibrate in his front pocket. Niklaus checked the screen to find a message from Olivia. It read: "I beat you here, I'll save us a table. :)" Niklaus angrily put his phone back in his pocket before searching through the crowd of people for Olivia. He hated being late for anything. Punctuality was always important in his family. Niklaus made a habit of always being on time or a few minutes early to anything to ensure that he wouldn't be late, except for today.

Niklaus noticed a hand raised in the air waving over to him and couldn't help but smile when he saw his best friend sitting at a table with a seat saved for him. For a moment Niklaus had forgotten why he had been upset earlier and nonchalantly walked over to the open seat next to Olivia. He sat down and placed his latte on the table after taking a drink and leaned backwards in his chair with his arm on Olivia's chair. Niklaus's grin changed to a smirk as he remembered why he had been angered. "You know I don't like being late." He said trying to sound as mean as possible, but it didn't work as well as he had planned. Niklaus has always had a hard time trying to stay angry at Olivia.

Niklaus decided to move on from his unfortunate late arrival and the smirk appeared again on his face. He looked her up and down like he was studying her like he had many times before. "Well, don't you look absolutely beautiful today. " He looks her up and down one more time. "Trying to impress a certain someone?" Niklaus made himself known for being charming. He normally just charmed various men and women to doing what he wants but with Olivia it was different. Niklaus would never use her, there was something about he that he just really liked and admired.

Niklaus dazed off staring at Olivia while he was lost in thought. He quickly snapped himself back to reality and decided to search the cafeteria for any potential victims. His eyes locked onto a table that Alex Mayweather was sitting at. The two of them were friends of some sort and occasionally slept together. Sitting next to her was her older brother Greyson whom hated Niklaus with a passion. Niklaus doesn't care much for him either and the two stay out of each others way. Across the table he spotted a girl who looked like she could be a model and a rather cute boy trying to woo her. Niklaus then noticed a girl sitting next to Greyson. SHe seemed rather quiet and easy to manipulate. Niklaus kept his gaze at her with a sly smirk on his face gaining himself a rather murderous glare from Greyson.