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Acheron Overland

"Hey, fuck off."

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a character in “Dead and Buried”, as played by InakoUchiha

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β€œi'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. i make mistakes, i am out of control and at times hard to handle. but if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.” ~ marilyn monroe




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Name:
Acheron James Overland

Nicknames:
Ash [enjoys]
James [saves for family]
Dropout [by Thomas ; Hates]

Age:
19

Sexuality:
Bisexual ; Biromantic

Position:
The Son's "Friend"





"i taste you on my lips, i can't get rid of you."
nicotine | panic! at the disco




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Appearance:

Ash's build is similar to that of a jock, considering he was a quarterback in his old school. He has a well toned body, and is very proud of that. Ash is 6'0 even, and somewhat dislikes being shorter than other guys his age. He does however, tend to wear boots or something that elevates his height so he seems taller than he really is. He has a few tattoos. One on his back. One on his left wrist. One final one on his right wrist

Secret:

The day that Thomas died, Acheron had visited him to talk to him about his son. The younger male became rather hostile, and could be heard to yell things such as he would kill Thomas. It's a mystery whether he had meant it....and took it to Thomas's grave.




"i’m fucked up, I’m black and blue, i’m built for it, all the abuse, i got secrets, that nobody, nobody knows."
gangsta | kehlani





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Personality:

Dominant and ill-mannered. Acheron is the definition of a spoiled rich kid. Not really one to mind rules, Ash is loud and impulsive. People seem to notice that's the first thing about him. He has this air around him, that attracts everyone. Sort of a bad-boy aura. He has the looks and he knows it. He's seductive, and flirtatious, and knows how to get what he wants. Ash is a somewhat typical jock stereotype. He acts before he thinks, and primarily relies on his emotions to lead him through his troubles. Blunt as all get out, Ash doesn't really give a damn what other's stay. But there is one thing. Don't. Touch. Michael.

Ash can be very impulsive and ill-mannered, but he is very protective over his 'friend'. If he hears anyone speak about him, he goes to the edge and immediately tries to destroy the person. Physically, mentally, or socially Ash will do whatever it takes to get his revenge. A good trait about Acheron though, is that he's extremely loyal. He's also respectful to the people that deserve it. Acheron is an impulsive and reckless, but is it enough for him to end another man's life?

Oddities:

Ash has several bad habits. He drinks, he smokes, he's also addicted to tattoos. He also has a habit of moving his hands through his hair. Ash has an unusual nervous habit, when he's nervous he will hold a cigarette in his mouth.

Likes:

Michael † Cigarettes † Jack Daniels † Black Coffee † Snakes † Cars † His Baby † Fighting † MMA † Rock 'n Roll

Dislikes:

Ignorance Β§ Homophobes Β§ the Media Β§ Jaegermeister Β§ Nyquil Β§ Assholes Β§ Over-Clingy Women Β§ Orange Juice Β§ Chewing Tobacco Β§ Clowns

Fears:

Clowns Β± Heights Β± Oceans Β± Losing Michael Β± Seagulls




"sometimes it’s hard to find the words to say, i’ll go ahead and say them anyway."
hard out here | lily allen




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History:
As the youngest child to the Overland fortune, Acheron truly grew up spoiled. Born to Martha and Thomas Overland, he was treated like the little prince he proclaimed to be. Ash was the baby, so he often got away with things. When it came to the public, he was the sweet sporty kid of the Overlands. But in private, he was kind of a spoiled kid who bossed everyone around. This quickly came to a rather nasty part of his personality when he hit middle school.

In middle school, Ash was the quarterback type kid. But that didn't stop puberty from creeping in. He staid a bit shorter than most of his friends, and was often joked around for it. But confusing feelings about guys and girls. This caused him to become rather aggressive and start bad habits. He wasn't a fag, he wasn't gay at all. But...he still had feelings for both genders. He never told anyone, and kept things a type of secret he only knew by himself. When he got into high school, things got...weird?

He started to play more football, and become a rather trouble making kid. He should be in jail by now, but Daddy and Mommy aid for his ways out. So he started to bully one of the fellow rich kids at their school, Michael Williams. Obviously, due to their families' relations towards each other he played nice around them. But when he was at school, he'd taunt him and tease him for being gay. Deep inside, Ash felt emotions stirring. He was guilty for bullying Michael, but never told him. Until the sessions came. He was supposed to be tutored by Michael, as he had a F in his math class, and Michael volunteered to help. Only to build a more trusting relationship between their families. This turned out to be...a rather odd situation. They ended up becoming closer, and would hang out. Outside of school, and then they got drunk. You see, when Ash gets drunk. He tends to tell his thoughts, and he may have mentioned that he thought Michael was pretty. Then drunken kisses ensued. A relationship may have formed. He dropped out of high-school, finding it not his thing. But still said he and Michael were "studying".

The night of Thomas's death. Things got slightly intense between the old man, and the nineteen year old dropout. Words, and maybe some fists flew. Thomas learned of Ash and Michael's relationship. People swore they heard Ash yell threats about murdering the man if he harmed Michael. But nobody but Ash, and more than likely Michael know the truth.

So begins...

Acheron Overland's Story

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Character Portrait: Acheron Overland Character Portrait: Kathleen Williams Character Portrait: Michael Williams Character Portrait: Noah Paxton Character Portrait: Romy Benedict Character Portrait: Vanessa Lewis
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xxx"i breathe you in again
xxxjust to feel you underneath my skin.
xxxholding on to the sweet escape
xxxis always laced with
xxx a familiar taste of poison"


Even after that had happened, the Williams family kept going. They allowed themselves a few days to mourn and make all the necessary arrangements- but life went on. Even as they were interviewed by the police, they just worked their lives around it. They'd organised a dinner party for a few weeks after the death. Everyone had expected it to be cancelled- but it went ahead as always. And on entering the house, one could not be blamed for forgetting it was a house that had recently seen such a loss. It was neat and tidy as always, flawlessly decorated. The smiles of the hosts were natural, if a tad smaller than usual. They accepted all well wishes with grace.

But, as always, this was a mask. Beneath the surface, the tensions of the questioning and suspicions had taken their toll. The events of the night itself was still taking a toll on some of them. Being unable to trust one's own family can have a terrible effect on a person. Lies had been told. Things had been said that couldn't be taken back. Events had been witnessed that couldn't be forgotten.

Michael Williams, the youngest son, had impressed many. Known for his shyness, he'd dealt surprisingly well with all of the social interaction that the death of his father had brought. He'd still been shy, but he'd been able to hold a decent conversation with most people. On the outside, he had still maintained that perfect image of the perfect son.

On the inside, though, Michael was not doing so well. The events of that night had stuck with him. Sleeplessness. Nightmares when he did sleep. Even the occasional panic attack. His injuries still had to heal, leaving him with a physical reminder of what had happened. He was holding himself together for the benefit of his mother and the family's image.

Even at the dinner party, he was struggling more than he wanted to admit. He'd gotten a few hours sleep the night before, but he'd had so many nightmares, he may as well not have gotten any at all. He'd had to take a break from the socialising to hide out in the kitchen, saying that he had to do a job for his mother. But in reality, he was just trying to take a break and catch his breath. He wasn't sure how much longer he could keep it up.

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Character Portrait: Acheron Overland Character Portrait: Kathleen Williams Character Portrait: Michael Williams Character Portrait: Noah Paxton Character Portrait: Romy Benedict Character Portrait: Vanessa Lewis
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xxx"i'm bigger than my body
xxxi'm colder than this home.
xxxi'm meaner than my demons.
xxxi'm bigger than these bones."


Ash stood in his bedroom, of the home his parents had. His eyes looked over himself in the mirror. He had to make sure he looked pretty well, he was going to Michael's for a dinner party to honor his douche bag of a father. He didn't see why they even had to, but he decided he should go to support his best friend. His dark green-blue eyes would change to a dark green, as he walked out of his room.

"Yo Mom, Dad. I am going out." his voice boomed inside of the manor. He would start to walk downstairs, as he grabbed his jacket from the coat rack near the garage. The male would silently walk into the garage, as his mind blazed with thoughts. Did he really need to be there? Was it really needed? He was already questioned by the Detective, a highly annoying man might he add, and he didn't really feel like talking about Thomas. Thomas was a man, that at one point...Ash looked up to. He felt as if he was the epitome of amazement and success. But of course, that was before Ash became close to his son. He practically lived at the Williams' house for while. He heard the words that Thomas spoke to Michael. He could never forgive the man.

So honoring him was something, Ash was not to fond of. Atleast that's what he thought of the dinner being for. The male would look over the bountiful amount of cars his family owned, and decided to choose his baby. One of the few cars he loved to drive, when he was with Michael. Normally driving to the movies, anywhere. He would roll down the windows and allow the wind to blow in his hair. A few minutes passed, and Ash had arrived to the home. He parked and stepped out of the car.

He walked up to the door, and opened it. He headed towards the room where they'd all be in conversation, and ask where Mathew was. He was told, and headed into the kitchen. In a soft voice he spoke "Hey."

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Character Portrait: Acheron Overland Character Portrait: Kathleen Williams Character Portrait: Michael Williams Character Portrait: Noah Paxton Character Portrait: Romy Benedict Character Portrait: Vanessa Lewis
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xKATHLEENxWILLIAMS
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xxx"There was a time when you let me know
xxxWhat's really going on below
xxxBut now you never show that to me, do you?"

The guests for the dinner party had arrived an hour ago, and already they started to wear Kathleen out. In a different situation she would have relished in the many small but important tasks and talks that such a party brought with them. She still might have enjoyed the distraction if the guests hadn’t been so dedicated to making sure it was impossible to forget what had happened. Every other sentence mentioned her husband, and the other half were inquiries after the emotional wellbeing of her family. Kathleen went through the motions, feigning gratitude while wishing for the clock to tick faster. Only a little longer before she could signal everyone to start moving towards the dining room...

Kathleen glanced around, looking for an excuse to leave the room and get some air. When she spotted a few empty glasses left on a side table she grabbed the opportunity to leave her post. Before she could reach them however, a dark shape cut her off from her goal. She glanced at his face, quickly categorizing it as belonging to one of the guests. It was wearing the same morose expression that all faces wore lately when approaching her, probably because they believed a different expression would be inconsiderate.

β€œMy sincere condolences… Thomas was a great man, and a good friend. This must be a difficult time for you and your family. If there’s anything I can do to help you…”


β€œThank you… I really appreciate your presence and kind words.”

The words left her mouth automatically by now. Many acquaintances had come by the last few days. Some had come carrying food, believing that surely the mother of two would find it difficult to run a household while overcome with grieve. Kathleen had nodded, expressed gratitude and accepted the gifts graciously. Others had offered emotional support, telling her that she could always come to them to talk. Those people were approached with equally thankful words, yet they were never taken up on their offer.

As the man didn't appear to have anything else to say Kathleen nodded at him as she walked around him, quickly grabbing the glasses and making her way over to the kitchen. As she opened the door, she noticed her son. Repressing to urge to run towards him and pull him into a hug she carefully placed down the glasses first. She walked up towards Michael to place a hand on his shoulder, yet didn’t get around to saying anything before hearing Ash come in. Kathleen sighed softly and walked away from her son towards the fridge. As she stared at the shiny display she noticed from her reflection that a few loose strands of hair had escaped her hair clip. Pushing the strands behind her ears with one hand, she opened the fridge with the other.

β€œGood evening Acheron.”

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Character Portrait: Acheron Overland Character Portrait: Kathleen Williams Character Portrait: Michael Williams Character Portrait: Noah Paxton Character Portrait: Romy Benedict Character Portrait: Vanessa Lewis
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xxx"The guests at the party
xxxare so insincere.
xxxthey just intrude
xxxand exclude
xxxthis impossible year"

Noah took a deep breath and held it in. "1, 2, 3." His breath turned to fog when he released it into the crisp night air. He pulled the lapels of his wool coat tighter around him as he walked. After all that had happened, he wasn't sure if the Williams family would want to see him, but he knew he had to try.

Everything on the sleepy streets of suburban Rockwood seemed to taunt Noah, from the eerie yellow glow of the streetlights to the sharp, pointed edges of the fence posts. Every step he took echoed in his ears, reminding him how his father had died here. Finally, he reached the Williams' front gate. He wasn't expecting cars to be lined up in the driveway and in the street. Light poured out of the windows, and inside Noah could see what looked to be a party. Well-dressed strangers exchanged solemn glances and probably just as solemn words over glasses of wine.

Noah almost turned around in that moment. Only one thought stopped him: if he didn't do this now, he never would. Each step felt like a death sentence as he dragged himself up to their door. Steeling his nerves, he rang the doorbell. The faintest remnants of the bruised, bloody knuckles of that night still lingered on his left hand. He prayed no one noticed. He wasn't here to cast suspicion on himself. He was here to pay his respects and to catch a glimpse, however small, of the life he'd never had.

He took another deep breath in as he waited."1, 2, 3," he chanted in his head while he held it. He didn't begin to breathe again until the door swung open.


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xxx"you don't need to bother;
xxxi don't need to be.
xxxi'll keep slipping farther.
xxxbut once i hold on,
xxxi won't let go til it bleeds."


Romy tossed her cereal bowl in the sink and ran to the bathroom to do one last makeup check before departing for the Williams' home. Looking in the large, round mirror, she noticed that her mascara was once again smeared across her face. But she wasn't tearing up out of sadness. This was straight fear eating her up inside. Only because of the unknown. Enough, Rom, she told herself. Just get your ass to the party.

She left her apartment, making sure the door was locked behind her two, three, four times. She hopped in her car and plugged in her aux cord. Pandora. Aretha Franklin radio. The radio station Thomas had playing over the speakers in the office. It just seemed fitting for today.

When Romy pulled into the Williams' driveway, she sat in her car for more time than was probably necessary. She wasn't nervous; she had been coming to these dinner parties for years. She was closer than close to the Williams family, so that wasn't what made her hesitate. It was the fact that this wasn't going to be the normal dinner. There would be more people. There would be undeniable tension between everyone. "Beh, questo sta andando a succhiare," she whispered to herself.

Romy let herself in, which was pretty much the norm these days. She immediately noticed that there were more people than usual, exactly as she suspected. Carrying the glass bowl of fruit salad she brought as a dish to pass, Romy headed to the kitchen. When she opened the door, she realized that three familiar faces already occupied the space. Kathleen, Michael, and Ash. So as to not disturb a "family moment," she turned around, heading for the door.