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Bryce Krowely

"I'm not saying that it's aliens. But it's definitely aliens."

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a character in “Blaring Silence”, as played by ArhaHitomi888

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Name:
Bryce Tobias Cornelias Krowely (Rarely goes by "Toby")

Age:
23

Gender:
Male

Appearance:
Bryce is a handsome young man, standing at 6'3" and weighing in at 160lbs. He has a very lean figure, having a far from muscular frame. His arms and legs are very thin, even his fingers and toes being long and slender. He has a very graceful kind of apperance, looking almost like a weeping willow when he idles and slumps his shoulders like he always does. His eyes are a very pale, blue-green, and are light enough to look almost colorless from a distance. He usually wears a T-shirt with some kind of buttonup shirt over it, or just a long-sleeved top of some kind. Unless he is forced to wear otherwise, he wears jeans or cargo pants with tennis shoes, having a very casual look to him. He has longer, auburn hair which is always messy and unkept, despite being clean, which is cut barely an inch and a half above his shoulders, while his bangs are kept shorter and swept to the side to stay out of his face. All in all, Bryce just has that typical stoner look, longer (but not long hair) hair and some light stubble that he rarely bothers to shave. The only real notable thing about him is that he has some scars (some large, some small) from a car accident he had at the end of Junior year. (Click here for awkward High School Bryce)


Secret:
Bryce drugged and boozed up his little sister at a party, his sister always being the good studious girl that wanted to break free and have a good time. Near the end of the party, Bryce passed out after getting rather intoxicated and high, making his little sister have to drive them home. Due to her being under the influence of both alcohol and drugs, she was clearly not okay to drive, and ended up crashing the car. While Bryce suffered from various injuries and had several surgeries, he lived. His sister, however, suffered very severe injuries and barely kept her life, but has been comatose since then, with no signs of waking. In the end, they blamed peer pressure for her drug and alcohol consumption and didn't once suspect her loving brother. So, because of that, he still does drugs behind closed doors where no one can see, almost overwhelmed with guilt over his sister.

Background:
Bryce (Born April 27th) is the second oldest child in a family with four children. His parents were kind people, his mother being a teacher and his father being a company official who worked from home so that he could keep an eye on the children, being rarely called away to one of the company buildings. His siblings weren't just his family, but also his friends. Derek, the oldest brother (older than Bryce by 4 years), was a bit of a jerk at times, but was also fun to be around and always spent some kind of time with his other siblings. Bryce was the second child. His little sister, Rebecca, (younger by two years) was his best friend, kind and thoughtful, extremely studious, with a bit of a secret wild side. Their youngest sister, Lisa, was five years younger than Bryce, being the baby of the family - Bratty and a immature, but prone to random acts of kindness and generosity.

Bryce's home like was like the typical family really, living an almost ideal life. Living in a house with two parents who loved each other, three wonderful siblings, and - Yes - even a dog. Bryce was a bright child through school, though tended to be easily distracted. Then Bryce became a freshman in high school and found the wonders of partying. He was turned onto alcohol and drugs, and was drawn in due to the peer pressure as well as the thought of something out of the ordinary. He kept this a well kept secret from his family, that is, until he was in an accident at the end of his junior year.

He and Rebecca had been driving back home from a party, Rebecca driving illegally, when they swerved sharply to the right to avoid traffic at an intersection just outside of town and hit a tree head on, both he and Rebecca being thrown through the windshield. After he recovered and was released form the hospital, he went home to grieving, worried, and relieved parents. Since then, they blamed the accident on the peer pressure and assumed bullying for the drug and alcohol consumption which they think is behind the accident.

Since graduating high school, Bryce entered a college and is almost done with his double major of Computer/Electrical Engineering and Computer Science. He lives in his own apartment away from the town he grew up in, trying to both excell in his studies and kind a girlfriend he can stay with, who won't leave him for his unhealthy habit, which is smoking weed as well as getting drunk with friends he has on campus.

Personality:
Bryce is an extremely laid back person, making jokes in tense situations and trying to keep everyone relaxed. He tends to be somewhat childish in some ways, in possession mostly, rarely in action. He doesn't really take things seriously until it's clear to him that something could possibly hurt them or his friends. He's the kind of person that if danger, may try and fight at first, but is quick to turn, run, and hide. Occasionally, he'll babble about some kind of conspiracy to explain anything he can't understand. Bryce is quite the partier, as well. He always has some weed on him and always seems to know a way to have fun, or at least try to. His personality is almost that of an eccentric older brother. He's protective, friendly, and helpful while also being irritating like most siblings are.

Other:
Bryce has a crippling fear of water he can't see to the bottom to, or even bodies of water he can see to the bottom to but are around the size of a large swimming pool. Bryce's fear of water comes from an irrational fear of sharks, irrational meaning that he assumes they are in every large, deep bodies of water - Lakes, Pools, and even very large bathtubs. Bryce also tends to have weakness in his left leg and right arm, due to the accident he had at the end of junior year, sometimes walking with a limp or holding/massaging his upper arm/shoulder.

So begins...

Bryce Krowely's Story

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Bryce had been driving for quite a while now, leaning back in his seat with his CDs playing. This whole road trip, he had been alternating between pulling over to sleep and continuing his drive. Since entering college, getting a job, and trying to have a social life, there wasn't much sleeping time that he had left over, which often made it very hard to, well, function at times. He was excited to see some people that he knew from High School again, wondering how much they had changed over the years that he hadn't seem them.

Back in high school, he had been the awkward nerdy kid. He was somewhat short at the time, being a strange, late bloomer kind of kid until he graduated early. After that he shot up from 5'8" to his current 6'3", and went from somewhat thick to being rail thin. Not to mention his hair and eyes changed, hair went from light ash to an auburn while his eyes went from a green to a very faded blue-green. It was a pleasant change, but he still didn't get any girls, didn't talk to many. He was just glad that he had gone from awkward, weirdly cute looking to actually surprisingly handsome and good looking. Letting out a bark of laughter to himself, he predicted they would be surprised. Catching sight of the manor, his eyes widened a bit and he leaned forward.

"Woah," he muttered to himself, turning down his CD to barely audible. Anyone who knew anything about Bryce knew he was an avid horror fan. "Spooky," he chuckled. "Cool." The states that loomed over him almost seemed to stare at him as he slowly drove down the way in his Dark, grey-blue 2010 Hyundai Sonata. It was really a creepy feeling, and the thrill almost disappeared under intimidation. However, looking forward, he saw a place to pull in and did so, parking. Man, he couldn't wait to see everyone.

He turned off the A/C, then the radio, then the car itself. Stepping out of the car, he closed the car door behind him before opening the trunk. He threw a backpack over his shoulders and held onto a large, rather strong looking suitcase before letting the trunk close and the car lock itself with a 'Blip-blip!' before walking towards the massive building. He would be living here? Shit, his apartment was a one room, and the kitchen and bathroom were around the same size - Freaking insanely tiny. Walking up the stairs, he placed his hand on the door. Well, this was it, moment of truth. Was everyone more successful than him? Pfft- who was he kidding, of course they were. He grinned to himself and let out a hardy laugh before pushing the door open and popping his head in.

"Hey, hey. I'm not the last one, am i?" he called out as he knocked on the door a bit so they knew he was there. Pushing the door fully open, he walked in. "You guys didn't get all adult on me while i was gone now, did 'ja?" he laughed, setting his suitcase on the ground. He wasn't too much different when it came to the clothes he wore though; Long sleeved shirt with dress shirt collars popping out at the top, loose fitting (but not baggy) fitting jeans, and some everyday, casual shoes that he seemed to wear around a lot. He didn't wanna wander around aimlessly around a house he didn't know, so he voted for simply staying where he was for now, wondering how everyone had changed and if they would recognize him.

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Cay grinned as she watched Tess and Lissa. It was just like old times, only they had all matured quite a bit. It wasn't a bad thing, but it would take some adjusting. It had only been a few years, but years were a big thing when you were young. It was a matter of going from teenage kid to adult. It was amazing but intimidating to see. She was interrupted from her thoughts when Colton entered, all ego and smiles. She clapped happily, watching as Tess and Lissa took their turns ambushing him with hugs. Good. There were no weird feelings between anyone, and they were all able to pretty much pick up where they left off. If anything, the lapse of time where they all were apart seemed to help their friendships. "I feel neglected. No love for the ginger, fine, I see how it is." She teased gently, getting up off her spot on the steps and lightly stretching.

"As for you, Tess. You're the sweetest little thing. Fun-size. My favorite kind of candy." She stuck out her tongue. "Besides, do you know what it's like to have your date get mad at you for wearing heels? Being tall isn't fun. It's not cute." Cay's lower lip jutted outward in a slight pout. But soon enough, she turned her sights back to Colton. "Hey, you, c'mere." With that, she moved towards him and grabbed her friend in a tight hug. It was brief, and she let him go, stepping back and flicking her hair away from her face in irritation. "Your hair. I like it. It's kinda rock-star-ish. Been staying out of trouble?" She smiled at him, shoving her hands into her jean pockets.

"So guys, are you ready to be stuck with all the idiots we caused chaos with back in high school? It's like a sleepover, only the house is huge and there's no wifi!" She laughed, spinning around a little and once more almost catching her shoe on the carpet. With a shake of her head, she leaned against the wall and yanked off her flats, chucking them into an undetermined direction. "Well, screw that." She murmured, grinning a little to herself.

Cay was then distracted once more by the door opening again. It was Bryce. And he looked all grown up! "Grown up? You went and turned into a man! Holy crap!" Cailin scrambled to him and greeted him with a tight hug. "Jesus, everyone grew up and got gorgeous, and I still look like I crawled out of the girl's bathroom during a pep rally." She laughed, looking Bryce up and down for a few moments before letting him go. "You're not the last, or the first. We're still waiting on people."

[Somehow totally didn't see your post, I apologize. ._.]

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Tess looked over at Cailin and smiled weakly when she heard her, tucking one side of her hair behind her ears. Fun-size. Now that was something she liked to hear.
Pity you don't have the innocence to go with it...
She blinked as she heard the small voice inside her head. It was quiet, so much it was barely recognisable, but she would know that voice anymore. Had she taken her meds this morning? Had she forgotten? What about yesterday? Did she remember then? The thoughts shot through her mind, millions of little questions flying around in here and almost masking the rest of what that low, taunting voice said.
When Bryce walked through the door, her eyes immediately widened slightly, and she took a moment or two to just take him in, furiously blinking. And, after that, immediately dashed towards the door and hugged him tightly, nearly knocking him off his feet.
"OHMYGODBRYCEEEEEE!" She squealed, that bright smile quickly returning as she eventually let go of him and stepped back. "What happened to you? I mean, first Cay, then Lissa, Colton and now you...how come you all look so much older and more mature and I still look like a kid?" She pouted slightly.
When she heard another knock, she immediately looked over towards the door, and then made another loud squeaking sound when she saw Leon standing at the door. Quickly moving over to him in turn and giving him a quick welcome hug, she smiled around at the friends of hers who were already here. Not many things phased Tess, but...seeing them all here, looking happy and having all of them still make time for her was enough for her to be happy.

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Lissa stood back and watched the two latest of her old friends arrive quietly, smiling as she saw everyone greet them. Then, when Tess had finally finished bounching around and attacking Bryce and Leon with hugs, she stepped forward and held her arms out, looking between the two.
"Hey, where's my love? Now I know I'm different and, like, twice as gorgeous - if that was at all possible - but no need to feel intimidated..." She said jokingly, flashing a sweet smile to the two boys and flicking her fingers to her palms a few times.
Her actions and her words shocked her. Not even an hour in her old friends' company and already sudden bursts of her old self had started to shine through.

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'Honey, I'm home.' Hey! Somebody had stolen her line! Cay turned on her heel, a grin growing steadily on her face. Leon. Oh, he was a nuisance. In the best possible way. "That's my line, loser, take it back." She stuck her tongue out, waiting for a moment as Tess hugged him. Cailin rolled her eyes with a playful smile when Lissa stood between the two boys--they weren't boys anymore. Were they men? Inbetween? Her eyebrows scrunched together as she eyed Bryce and Leon for a moment, then shrugged her shoulders. Maybe a little bit of both. Everyone was happy, and everyone seemed relatively healthy. This was good enough for Cay. In fact, them being there was just awesome in itself. She made her way over and hugged Leon for a moment. "Seriously, stop stealing my words. I'll lose my charm, and then what will I be? The token ginger?" Cay grinned cheekily at him, squeezing him, then letting go and stretching her arms up towards the ceiling, pacing in a bit of a circle around her friends.

Clearly, they were still waiting on a few people, but for the most part, the gang was here. She smiled widely, drifting back towards her perch on the base of the steps. "We're just waiting on a few stragglers. But we're mostly all here. Yay! Everyone survived the trip!" Cay grinned and clapped her hands together, hiding a small twinge at her unintentional choice of words. She wasn't completely at peace with her decision. Part of her was glad nobody had questioned her being alone. Her friends were generally the type not to question her too much. Even the police in her new hometown had labeled it off as him leaving her for another woman and closed the case.

"So yeah. This place is huge. But a few of the bedrooms share bathrooms. Every two bedrooms has a bathroom that connects them. But the bathrooms here are bigger than my entire bedroom at home. Huge!" She was rambling, a bright red flush coming to her cheeks. Excitement and nerves had caught up to her. It wasn't really Cay to get nervous, but more antsy and overstimulated. She was the type to get too excited and let it go to her head a little bit. Getting everything settled and everyone in one room would help. So far, they were doing well.

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Leon flashed a bright toothy smile when Tess and Lissa rushed up and said their hellos. He hugged Tess back and rolled his eyes when Lissa made her remark. "Still the same old Lissa" he snorted cheekily, "But you're only about one and half times more gorgeous... but its ok, you can't look like me anyway.." he smiled at her and moved forward when Cay ran up and hugged him. Leon hugged back and flashed another smile when she scolded him for taking her one-liners, "Oh come on Cay!" he whined jokingly, "You know I only do it because I make them sound good" he chuckled again, "But I'll try by best not to.. after all, you wouldn't want being a red head your only memorable feature" he joked.

Cay then began explaining the general layout of the house, and Leon nodded quietly as he listened. As Cay spoke, Leon turned to Bryce, "Hey Buddy!! How are you?" he put an arm around Bryce's shoulder, "You haven't changed much" he grinned. Just then Cay stopped talking and Leon saw he face flush red, he walked over to her and slung his arm over her shoulder this time, "You need a drink" he smiled, "Or maybe to give us a tour shortly... You look like you keep talking" he teased with another smile.

Then Leon turned to Colton, "I didn't you see there!" he said excitedly, "Where have you been all my life? How are you?!" he joked, "Have we got some catching up to do guys and gals or what?"

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Cay shook her head, nearly jumping out of her skin when an arm was curled around her. She blinked a few times, then laughed and swung to wrap her arms around Leon. "Oh, I need a drink really bad. Good thing I thought ahead and packed all sorts of bad habits for the next few weeks." She responded, grateful for the reality check. And a tour. Oh yeah. Them getting lost in the manor wasn't exactly the top of her 'want' list. She eased away from Leon now, reaching and pulling her hair out of its ever trusty ribbon. It tumbled now past her shoulders, something that she usually didn't care for. It always got in her way. She was always moving, always jumping around, getting into fights. But there was no need for fights here. There was nothing to stress out about. There was nobody that could hurt her or her friends here. Cay smiled, reaching with an idle hand to twist a few strands of hair around her finger.

"Yeah, I don't want you idiots getting lost. There's not a lot of cell service around here, so I don't wanna spend the next few weeks hunting you fools down because somebody took a wrong turn going to the bathroom and ended up in the dungeo--I mean basement." She winked playfully. It really was just a basement, but it was completely off limits as far as the caretaker had told her. That didn't curb her curiousity, but for the time being, she would leave it alone. "Don't go down there, by the way. Lots of things that can be tripped on that could kill you. And it's just plain gross down there." Cay scrunched up her face.

Trying to keep their group out of trouble, though? Not exactly the easiest feat. Cailin could barely keep herself out of trouble. She shook the thought off, offering a cheeky smile. It was going to be a good time. A good thing. Not something for her to mope and moan and linger on the past. It was better to move on, and be happy that they were all still as thick as thieves, if not closer.

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Character Portrait: Cailin Serath Character Portrait: Tess Addison Character Portrait: Bryce Krowely Character Portrait: Lissa Marshall Character Portrait: Colton Woodlock Character Portrait: Amos Weaver Character Portrait: Leon Fenswick
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#, as written by Leon21
Music blasted through the air as Amos cruised down the road in his black '62 Cadillac Eldorado. It was hard rock, with a pounding beat and heavy guitars, the sort of music that nobody would ever believe Amos actually listened to. Most of the songs appeared to have some rather strong gothic influences, considering the lyrics - or, to be more precise, a translation of the lyrics, since they were in German - were incredibly depressing. Most people never believed Amos when he claimed to listen to such music, but, Amos didn't really care if people believed him or not. He liked the music, and that was more than enough for him.

As he drove through the large metal gates of the manor, he slowly nodded in approval. "Nice," he murmured under his breath, looking at the towering building. "So Cailin managed to find something decent after all." He pulled up in the driveway in front of the house, parking his car close to the door. Since he had owned the Eldorado since his sixteenth birthday, Amos had gotten incredibly good at parking it even though the car was practically long enough to span the width of the continent. The Eldorado was currently parked perfectly, something that took quite a bit of skill.

Amos got out of the car, making sure that the door was locked before he strolled up to the door of the mansion. Despite knowing that he was rather late, Amos was in no hurry. He never was. Amos liked to arrive at places when he wanted to, which mean that he was often incredibly late. He didn't care.

"Hello, anyone home?!" He called upon strutting into the large house, looking around. Upon seeing the group of people standing in the entrance hall, he walked over to them. "Hey guys," he said, sounding surprisingly nice. Of course, these people were his friends, and they were the ones who only ever saw his good side, so it made sense that he was currently acting like a fairly decent human being.

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Another arrival. Another distraction. Cay smiled brightly, clapping her hands together when she caught sight of Amos. "Took you long enough!" She teased, playfully placing her hands on her hips. Part of her had urged to go and leap on him, but previous experience, though it had been years, had taught her to stay put. Their dear friend had always been a little touchy about others getting in his space. Particularly, hugs. The thought dimmed her bright grin, but it did nothing to affect her excitement to have all the people she held dear in one spot. Nothing could take that from her. Even the creepiness of the manor she had picked. It was beautiful, but the remote location gave it a bad video game feel. She shrugged off the thought, opening her arms with a mock grandeur like she was a politician opening some great building.

"Welcome to the Teriah Manor, kids, I will be your tour guide, your friend, and your drinking buddy for this trip! However, I am not the maid. Any messes you morons make are your own problems. We're all adults here." Cay stuck out her tongue, motioning for her growing group of friends to follow her. There was only one of their friends left yet to arrive, so she figured it was a good time to get them out of the foyer and show them around the giant building. "You can follow me, or you can get lost trying to find the bathroom tonight. Your choice." Cailin turned on her heel, making motions with her hands for them to follow. Whether any of them actually followed was really their choice.

"If you're gonna ignore me, bedrooms are upstairs!" Cay yanked the small paper with the floor plan on it out of her pocket. The one thing the caretaker had given her as far as instructions. She peered at it, then started towards the kitchen. "Big kitchen, terrible pipes." She stated, standing at the doorway for a moment, examining it. It was nicely sized, though the decor was sort of outdated, and the gas stove needed a serious upgrade. "So don't mind if you hear this noise in the night..." Cay wandered towards the sink, turning the water on and off, a loud, groaning noise echoing through the house. "See? Evil, angry pipes."

Whether she was talking to herself at this point was irrelevant. She made a point out of sweeping through the other rooms. If you faced the stairs in the foyer, the kitchen and dining room where on the left. The dining room was connected to the kitchen, with a doorway that led to the basement just a few feet down the hall. On the right was the study, the gathering room that had a huge fireplace, and one of the main bathrooms. It had a shower, thankfully updated, and was big enough that someone (if they wanted to) could fit an entire living room set comfortable inside. It, like the other bathrooms, had a full vanity and room for multiple people (why?) to move around in. Good enough.

Cay eventually ended the short tour, distracted by her own things as they were still scattered at the base of the stairs.

"Alright guys, let's pick rooms! Don't complain if the person your bedroom shares the bathroom with uses all the hot water. We're adults now, we're not in camp." She stuck out her tongue, moving to pick up her things and start up the large staircase.

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Bryce was pleased to see that the others had recognized him and laughed when he was attacked with hugs. "Yeah, i know! Crazy, right?" he chuckled. "I got tall! And skinny!" He was more than happy to share to the others, even if they didn't care - Because damn! He had lost quite a few pounds and it was great! Life being tall and twiggy was awesome! As others began to enter, he let himself look around the manor. Wow, quite the place!

He turned in a full circle, letting out a low whistle. The place looked... Well, old. Not in a bad way or anything! But it certainly was getting up there in the years. It was kind of nice really, since he was usually surrounded by everything modern; Modern houses, modern technology, modern- Just everything. It was like being thrown back into the past. As Leon asked how old the place was, he listened, curious as well. He'd need something to distract himself with if he didn't have any computer or cellphone reception - History would be good enough. Or wandering around, that was always nice too.

"You guys got an attic room?" he asked as he walked up the stairs after them with his bags, struggling to lift the heavy cases all the way up the stairs. One of them was simply filled with clothes and such, but the other was filled with various wires and circuit boards - Simply to keep up with his hobby while he was here. Besides, even if he was somewhere with barely enough electricity to run a blender, he still had batteries with him. "The attic room would be great,"