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Lucinda Myratles

"It's show time!"

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a character in “Housemates”, as played by lollismack

Description

Lucinda Myratles
Pocketful of Sunshine

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Nickname: Lucy, Cindy
Age: 19
Sexuality: Bicurious






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Appearance:

Lucinda, from her crazy blonde curls to her expressive eyes, tells a lot about herself just by her appearance. She likes to leave her curls alone, never putting it up or doing anything to them. Her face is free from makeup most of the time, although she might put some on if she's performing in a play or something. She likes to wear quirky pieces of jewelry and clothing, often making them intentionally mismatching. She is quite tall, standing at a height of 5'9", and is a little on the chubby side, although she's not considered overweight. She has curves in all the right places, but she doesn't like to emphasize them. She wears contacts.

Personality:

Lucinda is very, very energetic. She is not afraid to express her thoughts and feelings, rarely hiding anything from others. She cannot lie at all, and will often say whatever is on her mind at the moment. Her bluntness may scare away other people, but she doesn't mind. She believes that the truth is always more important than a sugarcoated lie. She can be a little self-centered, and likes to think that the world revolves around her. She interrupts others often when they are speaking, due to her inability to wait for someone to finish their sentences. For example, you might be speaking about something but Lucinda will butt in on whatever you're talking about and share her own opinions about the topic. She is eager to please and wants to be helpful to other people. She loves talking, sometimes she just goes on and on, as though she likes to hear the sound of her own voice.

Although Lucinda can come across as a nosy busybody, she is warm and kindhearted, never judging others by their physical attributes or preferences. She is accepting and welcomes new ideas. She is emotional, as she often gets carried away with her feelings. She appears confident in her identity, and knows what she wants to do in life. She can be childish and naive about certain things, like romance, for example. She doesn't believe in the idea of love at first sight, and has never fallen in love before. Lucinda always has a smile ready to give out to people, and is pretty optimistic about life in general.


Strengths:
>Talking loudly
>Smiling
>Being optimistic
>Acting
>Singing

Weaknesses:
>Not knowing when to shut up
>Can be childish and self-centered sometimes
>Emotional
>Gets emotionally hurt easily
>Shellfish (she's allergic to them)

Likes:
>Singing
>Dancing
>Acting
>Talking
>Meeting new people
>Funny things

Dislikes:
>People who judge others too quickly
>Sad movies (she always cries when she watches one)
>People ignoring her
>Hurtful words
>Eating meat
>Insects

Potential Interest: TBD






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History:
Lucinda was born on April 21st, 1993 in a small suburban town in New Jersey to a normal family consisting of herself, her mother, her father, and her younger sister. She was loud and energetic even as a baby, her mother often said. All was happy and well until the day her parents got a divorce when she was six years old. After a long battle, her mother received full time custody of both her and her sister, although she could visit her father on the weekends and holidays. Lucinda was confused and depressed, not really understanding why her parents were living in separate houses. It was then that she saw a television show that inspired her passion for drama. Lucinda was captivated by the show, and it helped her bring her out of her shell. She aspired to be an actress or singer when she grows up, or maybe even star in a musical. She persuaded her mother to let her take acting and singing lessons at the age of seven.

In middle school, Lucinda was bullied a little, due to her braces, huge chunky glasses, and weird clothes. She often went home crying to her mother, but her mother told her to stand up for herself, saying that she couldn't fight all of her battles for her. Lucinda took her advice to heart and went to school the next day with a smile on her face. She no longer cared what other people had to say about her. This caused her to be isolated in her class, but she had friends from her drama and singing classes, so she didn't really feel lonely.

In high school, Lucinda vowed to start anew, not letting her middle school past drag her down. She was in quite a lot of clubs, from chess to drama to art club, and participated often in school events such as the school play and charity drives. Her weird sense of fashion and appearance did not deter other people from approaching her this time, although she had swapped her glasses for contacts and gotten rid of her braces. She did receive some confessions during her high school years, but turned them down because she didn't really know the meaning of love.

When she was accepted into a college famous for its theater arts program in New York City, Lucinda was ecstatic. She immediately packed her packs and proceeded to move to the big city, excited for all the adventures she's sure she's going to have...
Other:
She has 3 piercings in her left ear and two in her right.


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So begins...

Lucinda Myratles's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Karolyne Teverr Character Portrait: Sebastian Samuels. Character Portrait: David (Dale) Alexander James Character Portrait: Riley Dean Character Portrait: Sophie Mazzocco Character Portrait: Lucinda Myratles Character Portrait: Kaylee Remington Character Portrait: Casey Smith Character Portrait: Brad Lovell Character Portrait: Corbin Hyde

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Karolyne Teverr
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She was very frightened, but then she saw a friendly little cottage in the distance ~ Goldilocks and The Three Bears

Karolyne sat in her mum’s car, looking out the window. It used to be hers, but her mum needed it more, hat with her going to adopt a kid soon and Karolyne moving out. Karolyne had only found out a few days ago, and was almost regretting moving into a complete stranger’s house, but memories of her dad haunted her too much. She sighed and looked at her mum in the driver’s seat next to her, smiling happily. Karry was glad she was happy, she truly was, but she just didn’t feel happy. Normally being around happy people made her happy, but not right now. Maybe it was moving out, maybe it was her dad’s passing, but whatever it was it didn’t matter. What did matter was how the hell Karry was going to get along with her housemates. She didn’t always get along well with people, and these people probably wouldn’t like her. She didn’t care. Friends weren’t necessary to move in somewhere. She never had, and never would need friends. Allies, but not friends.

Karolyne and her mother turned into the street Teller Avenue, and looked for number 20. Eventually, Karolyne saw it. It was a pretty large house, with a nice garden, and it had smoke coming from the chimney. Karolyne bet that there were some wicked opportunities for stunts around and about the old place. She grinned, and prepared to be bombarded by the scents of family. When she'd checked the house out yesterday, she could smell cookies baking from the sidewalk. As they pulled up, she looked at her mother and her mother looked at her. They both smiled, and hugged each other tight, but it was a bit hard to reach across the gap between the seats. When Karolyne pulled away, she saw her mother had a tear in her eye. "What, is there something in your eye?" Her mother laughed softly, sniffed and put a hand on her chest, looking at her daughter, her eyes filled with pride. "No dear, I'm just so proud of my little girl, grown up and moving out." Karolyne groaned, blushing from embarrassment. "Mum, I'm 20 years old already! And this is only temporary, remember?" Her mother smiled, and Karolyne gave her another hug before they both got out of the car.

Karolyne picked up her skirts as she stepped out of the car, her red converse sneakers shining bright against the darker shades of her outfit. She closed the door behind her, and jogged to the back of the car, her slightly modified Victorian dress easier to run in than a normal one would be. She opened up the boot of the red car, and pulled out her three suitcases of clothes and things, whilst her mother took her large few boxes of belongings. Closing the boot, Karolyne's stomach was filled with adrenaline as she readied herself for the certain havoc that was going to occur in this house. Looking at her mother again, they both nodded sharply at each other, and their athletic legs carried them and the various boxes up to the house easily. Karolyne jumped up the stairs, almost dropping the boxes, but she did a little wobble to regain control of the boxes. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, let the adrenaline build up, and knocked on the door.

Almost instantly, the door opened, but no one was there. Karolyne was puzzled, until she heard a little cough. She turned sideways to the house so the suitcases weren't in her way, and saw a little boy raising an eyebrow. "Oh, the housemates have started arriving. What a surprise, I was expecting a girl scout selling cookies!" Karolyne smirked at the boy's humor, then looked around in the house, and was about to ask to be allowed inside when an elderly voice came from inside the house. "Jason! Leave the dear alone and let her in!" The boy, apparently Jason, stepped out of the way, and Karolyne gratefully stepped inside, putting the suitcases down at the side of the door, and her mother did the same with Karolyne's box of belongings. Soon, an elderly lady bustled around the corner, and grabbed her in a hug. Karolyne was shocked by the woman, and stiffly hugged her back. She was wearing an apron, probably baking judging by the flour and how most people liked cookies to eat after a long journey. The woman held her by the shoulders, and looked her up and down. She scrunched up her mouth then grinned. "Ah, I remember now! You're Karolyne! You came to see the house! I wouldn't forget a pretty face and unique fashion sense!" Karolyne grinned at the woman's kindness, and did some remembering of her own. "So Ms. Smith, where will I be staying?" The woman pointed at a piece of paper pinned to the wall. "You and your roommate are listed there. I stuck your names on the doors as well so you could find the rooms easily dear." Karolyne groaned at the mention of roommates, but Ms. Smith was distracted by Jason peering into the mixing bowl. Karolyne turned to her mum, who smiled sweetly at her. "You go get your stuff ready, I'll just have a cup of tea before I leave." Karolyne nodded, and walked over to the piece of paper, her skirts swishing as she walked.

Karolyne peered at the piece of paper and read it.
ROOMMATES
Kaylee Remington ~ Riley Dean

Lucinda Myratles ~ Karolyne Teverr

Sophie Mazzocco ~ Casey (Please BEHAVE Casey! Just because you're sharing your room, doesn't mean you have to be rude.)

Sebastian Samuels ~ Brad Lovell

Dale James ~ Corbin Hyde

Jason, you will be sharing your room with another fellow who hasn't given me his name yet. I'm sure he will be lovely.

Ms. Smith xoxo


Karolyne sighed, dreading sharing a room with a complete stranger. She hoped she wouldn't mind her small red ant collection and her tarantula. She wondered if they'd stayed in the box the whole journey, maybe they'd slipped out. The excitement of just finding out was great. She turned to her suitcases, picked them up, and started to walk about the house. She found the bathroom easily enough. Some lucky lucky person would get to smell the morning's crap every day. It wasn't her. She was upstairs, in a room that was almost an attic room, except it wasn't an attic, it just felt like one. The light blue door had Karolyne and her roommate Lucinda's name on it. The door was slightly ajar, and Karolyne kicked it open, and the expected happened. A bucket of confetti tumbled down, laying out a colourful carpet of shredded paper in front of her. Karolyne smirked at her prank detecting skills, and put her suitcases down on the ground before sitting on one of the single beds. It was a pretty blank room, some shelves, a drawer and cupboard for each side of the room, one window, white walls, and beds fitted with stripy sheets and spotty blankets. Overall, the room seemed both neat and mismatched at the same, like a holiday shack. Karolyne lay back on the bed, staring at the blank ceiling. She smiled, and closed her eyes, expecting some more new members of this will be crazy household to arrive.

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Character Portrait: David (Dale) Alexander James Character Portrait: Riley Dean Character Portrait: Lucinda Myratles

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Lucinda Myratles
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"And then I took the spider by its leg and flung it out the window! It was a very traumatic experience for me!" Lucinda babbled on, gesticulating wildly with her hands to show her point. "Hey, hey! Do you think my room mate will be nice? Oh, I hope she is! And it will be a she, right? I don't think Mrs. Smith would put me with a guy. Not that there's anything wrong with guys, I mean besides the fact that they're not girls so I can't live with a guy because I'm a girl! Does that make any sense?" Lucinda asked, tilting her head a little. She was currently in a cab, driving past rows of neatly planted trees and tall buildings. "Oh, we could have a party! I do hope the others are nice too! Do you think they will be nice?" she inquired without giving the cab driver a chance to even answer her previous question. The cab driver appeared stricken, his eyes focused solely on the road in front of him. An increasingly deep frown was making its way to his forehead.

"Err...I can't say..." the cab driver said, trailing off. He coughed slightly and sighed to himself, no doubt wondering what he did to get such a noisy customer. "Oh don't worry! I'm sure they will be awesome! Oh, I can't wait to meet them all!" Lucinda gibbered, a wide grin appearing on her face. Her blonde curls hung loosely from her head, giving her a messy appearance. As usual, her outfit was totally mismatched. Sporting a bright orange sweater paired with black and neon striped tights, it was a sight to behold. What was most unusual about this outfit this time were her earrings. They were a pair of gigantic eyeballs, seemingly bulging out from the clasps.

New York! I love this city already! Lucinda thought excitedly, clapping her hands in front of her. She stared out of the cab window happily, jiggling her legs in anticipation. "What wonderful weather today!" she exclaimed loudly. The cab swerved a little before righting itself again. It skidded to a stop in front of large, brown brick house. "We're here," the cab driver said gruffly. Finally! he couldn't help but think.

"Oh goody! Here's the payment! Keep the change! You've been such a great conversationalist!" she said to the driver. The driver rolled his eyes and took the payment. Hope I never see her again... he thought. Lucinda got out of the cab with a bounce and skip and retrieved her luggage from the back of the cab. "Goodbye!" she called out, waving to the speeding cab. She turned and headed towards her new home.

Oh look! There're people here already! she grinned. "Hello everybody! You're my housemates right? Oh it's so good to meet you all!" she said, shaking each of their hands. "I'm Lucinda by the way! I'm also going to be living in this house from now on! I hope we can be good friends!" she chirped. "The door's open! Let;s all head inside! Oh, this is such a wonderful day!"

The setting changes from new-york to Number 20 Teller Avenue

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Character Portrait: David (Dale) Alexander James Character Portrait: Riley Dean Character Portrait: Lucinda Myratles Character Portrait: Casey Smith

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David Alexander James
Dale

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As Dale stood waiting at the front door, the sound of another taxi arriving made his turn around to face the other direction to glance at who it was, at first he was undecided about whether she was another member to the house or not but seeing that she took out two large suitcases from the back of the cab he received his answer. He assumed she was a bit emo by the way she was dressed which meant that she was probably going to have an attitude or be a loner, he hoped she would be a loner, at least she wouldn't bug him as much.

He turned back to face the door as the sound of the hinges clicking caught his attention, finally some-one was answering the door. From behind him was the sound of the girl dropping some-thing, he ignored it because he simply didn't care, he was more interested in getting into his new accommodation. As she joined him on the doorstep he glanced over at her and made a smile in greeting before looking back towards the door with nothing more than that.

He watched as the door opened to reveal a small child standing in front of him. He stayed quiet, he had never really known how to talk to children. He nodded his head as the child spoke before she walked away. Dale pulled up the black handle of his suitcase and was about to proceed into the house when a very excited person arrived.

David seemed a bit taken back by how excited she was, he knew straight away she was going to really bug him because she seemed very foreword. Many often called Dale antisocial because he wasn't a fan of making too much convosation and he wasn't easy to get along with. He shook her hand, although he didn't really feel as if he had a choice whether he did or not then quickly retreated into the house without speaking.

The setting changes from number-20-teller-avenue to New York

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Character Portrait: Karolyne Teverr Character Portrait: David (Dale) Alexander James Character Portrait: Riley Dean Character Portrait: Lucinda Myratles Character Portrait: Kaylee Remington

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Kaylee Remington

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“Why isn’t this camera working!?” She mumbled while slightly hitting her Nikon D200 camera on the side in attempt to turn it on. Moments before, Kaylee was out on the streets of New York City whistling in attempt to catch a cab. Her first step in receiving a cab was completely, the next step in putting her load of stuff had obliviously failed since her camera wasn’t working.

In high school one of her close friends insisted Kaylee to join photography club for that they were embarrassed to be one of the few to have joined. Her “friend” had quit after the third meeting due to a “family crisis” and was unfortunately unable to participate in any photography club events. Although it became a flop for her friend, Kaylee had felt like she had met a new passion for her to take on in the club. After the first meeting, Kaylee had thoroughly enjoyed snapping random shots and kept photography as one of her main hobbies to this day.

“This camera is officially the worst camera in history. Why can’t you,” Kaylee mumbled angrily to the camera flipping it over to switch out the batteries. In return, her camera flashed on surprising her mid sentence her rant. “Work?? It’s a miracle! You know what I’d just said about you being the worst camera? I was just kidding.” The taxi cab driver glanced over his shoulder in time to see Kaylee chirping happily to her camera. It wouldn’t be the first time Kaylee randomly talked to an object or herself out loud and a nearby stranger staring. Glancing up, from her now functioning Nikon, her eyes met two extremely amused eyes. “Oh. What this thing?” Kaylee giggled, “Sorry. I finally got my camera to work as you can see. Yipee. How much further are we from the house?” The cab driver nodded his head toward the GPS answering her question. Kaylee had only 5 minutes left before she would see her future home for a long period of time. Her mind was whizzing with thoughts ranging from is the house owner nice to it even being a good idea.

Passing by a dazzling view of New York City, Kaylee quickly snapshotted the picture perfect moment. With the taxi cab moving it added a slight blurry effect to the picture emphasizing how busy and crowded it was with all the people walking and tall city skyscrapers framing the horizon in the background. Content with the only photo she was able to snap, Kaylee gently placed back her camera into its case right on time when she arrived at the light pink house.

“Oh its just so adorable!!” Kaylee gushed on while throwing thirty dollars at the cab driver. She strapped on the camera bag on one shoulder and on her messenger bag carrying her drawing & writing notebooks in the other. When she was just about to open the door to leave Kaylee quickly added on winking, “Thank for driving me by the way! I hope you have a splendid day and spend those thirty dollars on some nice warm pizza and share it with that nice girl you’ve been crushing on! Also may you please open the trunk?” The cab driver stared at Kaylee with wide eyes and a slight pink tint spreading throughout his cheeks.

Oh dear. Kaylee sighed in her head when she peered inside the trunk filled with her random baggage. Soon, one by one, she had been able to retrieve all her belongings, slamming down the trunk door then double tapped the roof of the taxi notifying the driver to drive off. Hearing the two knocks, the taxi driver speed off leaving Kaylee in the dust to with her moving in at the new house. Counting all stuff around her, she had totaled up about seven different things minus all the extra stuff that wasn’t in boxes. “Oh great, I just had to have so much stuff… Can’t blame me though.” Kaylee muttered out loud to herself ignoring the fact her new neighbors could be watching her. Deciding that the stacked belongings on the porch was good enough for her, Kaylee walked up to the front door to ask for some help when a piece of paper on the door caught her eye.

ROOMMATES
Kaylee Remington ~ Riley Dean

Lucinda Myratles ~ Karolyne Teverr

Sophie Mazzocco ~ Casey (Please BEHAVE Casey! Just because you're sharing your room, doesn't mean you have to be rude.)

Sebastian Samuels ~ Brad Lovell

Dale James ~ Corbin Hyde

Jason, you will be sharing your room with another fellow who hasn't given me his name yet. I'm sure he will be lovely.

Ms. Smith xoxo


Wait, roommates?! Oh great, what if. What if. What if they find out about… Her thoughts trailed off to her rage fits, shaking her head slightly Kaylee turned around and gently knocked on the door smiling waiting for some one to open the door. As the seconds ticked by Kaylee found herself angst to see what waits inside for her. Her hands began fidgeting with the edge of her dress. The only time Kaylee ever fidgets is when she was nervous and to be fidgeting with her dress or an object it means Kaylee is even nervous AND excited at the same time.

Since she was going to be moving into a new house Kaylee felt a bit “spontaneous” today and decided to go all out wearing a nice sweet heart neckline floral dress that flares out slightly at the bottom just above her knee slightly. Then she toned it down with a military green jacket and belted in the middle to cinch in her waist.
After a couple minutes Kaylee was just about to knock again when the door swung open to reveal a person in front of her. Smiling, Kaylee greeted them pulling a slight joke in attempt to lighten the mood of awkward greetings. “Hi, I’m Kaylee Remington. This is Ms. Smith’s house right? I hope so, hence the sign on the door about the roommates policy. If it isn’t there’s a sign about that on your door. Maybe the wind blew too hard?”

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Character Portrait: David (Dale) Alexander James Character Portrait: Lucinda Myratles Character Portrait: Kaylee Remington Character Portrait: Casey Smith

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Riley Daniella Dean

”I really hope you’re not a waste of time…”
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Dani carefully secured her camera bag over her shoulder and dragged her suitcases to the front door. She was second to the door, meeting up with an older male. He gave her a smile in greeting and Dani gave a curt nod in response, standing by the door quietly. Suddenly, the girl cringed at the sudden intruder into her thought process as a girl, who seemed to be filled with energy, began to talk off her ears. Dani was shocked as the girl shook her gloved hand and made it a notion to drag her hand out of her grasp quickly as the door opened. Oh thank you… She thought with relief as a very short girl stood in the door way, greeting them with a cold shoulder and mentioning something about a list of names on the wall.

She watched as the girl plopped herself down on the couch next to another boy around her age. Dani was a bit confused but she didn’t mind it too much. She glanced at the note on the wall and let out a sigh of relief. Dani couldn’t be bothered with “hello”s and “my name is”s. She hurried down the hall until she found her name on the door and she let out a sigh of relief.

“Finally…” She breathed, pushed the door open and settled her suitcases on top of her bed. She heard someone at the front door and she slowly let out a soft sigh. It would be moments, just moments before she met her new roommate…and she wasn’t at all excited. Dani settled her camera bag down on the floor and started to unpack.

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Character Portrait: David (Dale) Alexander James Character Portrait: Sophie Mazzocco Character Portrait: Lucinda Myratles Character Portrait: Kaylee Remington Character Portrait: Casey Smith Character Portrait: Corbin Hyde

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Before officially seeing the house, Sophie had booked a few nights in an inn that wasn’t to far away. Her uncle had wired her some money to get started and she bought things she thought was needed. Food, guide of New York and an English to Italian dictionary, since she wasn’t always 100% on word pronunciation and there were some things she just didn’t know. She looked at time and almost yelped in excitement, “Bubby, are you ready to meet them?” whispering to her pug that snorted under the covers. Sophie had to keep it down, dogs weren’t allowed in the inn so she played Bubby off as an infant. “We have to go, make sure you don’t make a sound.” Usually she spoke to Bubby in Italian but was trying to teach herself to stop the habit for her new location.

Pulling off her old set of clothes, she changed into a casual white lace dress, cutting off only a few inches above the knee. The sleeves stop a little past her elbow and the collar is laced in black. On her legs, she wears beige colored above the knee socks with simple black flats with a pointed toe.

After, She grabbed the sheet off the bed; wrapped it around her in a sling, and stuffed Bubby inside. Covering her head, she packed everything else into her one suitcase, collecting both it and her sewing machine. Creeping out slowly, she scurried down the walkway to the flight of stairs that settled against the far end of the hall. And all within a minute, she jumped down the stairs, threw the key card to the receptionist and rushed out before anyone noticed her. Looking around the busy street, she smiled at the constant noise of clatter, a big change from her close, quite neighborhood. When she lived in Italy, everything around her was so convenient, never needing to go beyond a two-mile radius. Coming to her sense, she waved down an available cab and got inside, telling the older man the address; she sat back and looked out the window. It took only 23 minutes for them to turn on the street, Teller Avenue. Opening the the car door quickly, her smile was wide and she almost rushed to the house without paying the cab driver.

Being startled by his yell, she turned back around and paid him with the money she had left, “Mi dispiace- I’m so sorry.” She bowed her head slightly, and rushed back with her things in hand. Standing outside for a bit, she admired the beautiful structure of the house. It was surprisingly big from what she imagined but that’s always a better thing. Due to the weight, she set down her sewing machine and rested her arm. “Bubby, how about you sniff around for a bit?” Pulling the old pug out from the sling, she placed her down on the grass, and watched her explore the scents.

Sohpie looked up to see a few people settled at the door, saying things to each other in small words. On the phone, Ms. Smith had told her there were going to be other housemates, and she was excited to meet them all. Undoing the sling, she threw it over her shoulder and picked up Bubby. Taking a deep breath, she approached everyone that was by the front door, “Buon pomeriggio!” She covered her mouth and laugh slightly to herself, “Sorry, Good Afternoon! This is the house of Signorina Smith, right?” She looked around at the new faces, hoping to get an answer.

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Character Portrait: Sophie Mazzocco Character Portrait: Lucinda Myratles Character Portrait: Kaylee Remington Character Portrait: Casey Smith Character Portrait: Brad Lovell Character Portrait: Corbin Hyde

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Brad Lovell
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A knock on the bedroom doorway arose Brad from his slumber. It was his brother, who smiled at the way Brad seemed to sprawl comfortable on his bed hugging a pillow. "Shouldn't you be heading to your new place?" he asked. Brad had moved in with his brother after college, and began interning with a photographer. They'd been living together because Brad wasn't earning money at first, until he became an assistant. For the most part they were perfectly fine living together, they had two other brothers and a sister, so sharing the space was never an issue. His apartment was large and roomy, with a lovely view of the city. Brad would stay if he could, but his brother, Simon, was having his girlfriend move in. Brad was probably the least arrogant to his family, but they all still saw his confidence. He was the pretty boy, and though many people dislike him for his attitude, his family seemed to love him for it. Which is maybe why his ego tripled as he went out into the world.
He let out a soft groan, and stretched a bit. His bags were already packed by the door, and glancing at the time he realized he'd be the later of all the house comers. But, being late is the best way to make your impression. He stood, stretching again and looking at himself in the mirror. His vanity always showed, for he couldn't walk past a mirror without glancing into it. He smiled at himself now, admiring his physique. He slipped on a casually classy outfit, a nice shirt and slacks. He strode out into the kitchen area, towing his bags behind. His brother sat at the round kitchen table, eating cereal and reading the newspaper. He bent the paper, angling lower so he could look at Brad, "Want breakfast before you go?" he offered. Brad leaned towards the counter, picking up an apple. He leaned on the refrigerator, and bit into it. "Yeah sure." he replied. His brother just laughed and shook his head, turning back to his article. The talked for a moment or two as he ate his apple, discussing photography and Brad's new living situation. His brother was slightly worried for him, knowing that many people have trouble dealing with him. Brad on the other hand, was not worried. He attacked everything he did with ease, and mostly in life everything he wanted just came to him. Some envy him, but that only makes him more self assured.
His brother and him had an interesting relationship. Considering Brad was the youngest of 5, his older siblings and his parents loved to baby him. He was always being cared for and protected, and rarely had to do anything himself. They were all very protective of him, though he didn't act as if he needed anyone but himself. He liked to believe he was independent, and self reliant, but that wasn't always true.
Getting a taxi wasn't hard for Brad, easily signalling one over. The driver placed his bags in the trunk as Brad slid into the back seat. He gave the man the address, and they were there shortly. He gave the driver a large tip, out of habit. As he approached the building, he observed its nice welcoming features. Not very modern like his previous home at his brother's. He strode up the walkway, and didn't even bother to knock and wait on the empty porch. He opened the door with ease and let out a breath as he entered. "I've arrived," he exclaimed with a careless smirk, glancing around at the others who stood inside. A few girls caught his eye, well all of them actually, and he was pretty pleased with the situation. He faced everyone, and introduced himself grandly. "Hello everyone, I'm Brad Lovell, but you may call me Brad." he didn't bother to hear an answer, turning to the closest girl to him, who happened to be a pretty redhead. His disregarded the boy who already seemed to be talking to her and asked, "And what would your name be, gorgeous?" His constant flirting may bother some, but it was obvious his personality would but a few heads. Just entering he'd probably already made a few dislike him, but he wasn't easily discouraged.

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Character Portrait: Karolyne Teverr Character Portrait: Sebastian Samuels. Character Portrait: David (Dale) Alexander James Character Portrait: Riley Dean Character Portrait: Sophie Mazzocco Character Portrait: Lucinda Myratles Character Portrait: Kaylee Remington Character Portrait: Casey Smith Character Portrait: Brad Lovell Character Portrait: Corbin Hyde Character Portrait: Jamie Rochel

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Karolyne Teverr
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My advice for girls who are waiting for their Prince Charming is to be open for anything. Be open to new experiences, be open to the idea that it may take longer than you want, but if you're open to meeting new people and new adventures, then love will come along~~Lily Collins


Karolyne heard a whole bunch of people arrive and got up. Deciding not to give away her "unique style" as Ms. Smith put it, Karolyne took off her dress as quickly as was possible with all the ruffles and strings. She managed to take it all off and put it in a box at the bottom of her cupboard. She got all her other dresses and packed them carefully into boxes as well. She would show them her real side at some point, but she didn't even know what they looked like at the moment. So, deciding to pretend to be normal, Karolyne picked out her outfit for the day, and skipped out of her room.

Karoylne skipped down the hall, going past an open door with a housemate inside. Instead of stopping, Karolyne sighted the stairs up ahead and grinned, sighting an opportunity to show off a little bit. Just a little. Karolyne stopped, and crouched slightly, like an olympic runner at the starting line. She took a breath, and started running. She sprinted quickly, the stairs coming closer with every speedy stride. Taking a leap and a risk, Karolyne jumped high, and landed on the banisters of the stairs, parasol in hand. Laughing, Karolyne slid down the banisters, her smooth bottomed sneakers sliding her smoothly down the oak wood railing, eventually however she stopped sliding just as she came into vision of the other 7 housemates. She assumed the other two would be here soon. She took a few running steps and jumped off the banister, landing on the ground safely. She stood there in front of the housemates with her legs apart, hands on her hips and a grin on her face. "Why hello there!"

Karolyne smiled and swung her parasol like a pendulum, grinning at her housemates, before realising some were having trouble getting in. "Oh! Let me help you with that!" She quickly went over to a ginger woman and took two of her suitcases. "Hello! Just helping with your luggage!" She smiled and heard Jason make a sarcastic remark before being hushed. Karolyne looked to the ginger woman's side and saw a few people who were all either talking to her or being talked to. She smiled. "You're quite a magnet for attraction aren't you?" She grinned at her, and taking the two suitcases in one hand, she gave the ginger a little hug. "Karolyne Teverr. Pleased to meet you." She smiled, and looked at a well built guy with assorted gym kit as she finished the last sentence. She winked and blew a kiss at him before leading the ginger woman into the house with her suitcases. She didn't really mean the kiss but he didn't know that. She walked in, her shorts showing off her athletic legs as she put the cases down, massaging her palm as she spoke with a grin to the ginger. "Tell me, what's your name miss ginger?"

(OOC: I tagged everyone to remind people to post:)