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Estelle Young

"Don't be fooled by what you see"

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a character in “Seven”, originally authored by XViolet7, as played by RolePlayGateway


Estelle Young

ImageImageImageNickname: Ella

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Number: 3

Power: Shape shifter (mainly animals & can mimic voices)


Eye Color: Blueish grey
Hair Color: Light blond
Height: 5'3
Location of number: Her top left shoulder blade
Other features: She has a small black and white tattoo of lily on
her right lower calf
Clothing: Estelle loves to wear summer dresses for any occasion.
On days where she doesn't care about appearance she usually
dresses in a hoodie, jeans and a casual tee.
Equipment: Twin enchanted frost daggers usually strapped
to her legs. Estelle always has some kind of granola bar on her
just for energy purposes. Most of the time she shape shifts into
someone that would guarantee her a free meal.


ImageSaying Estelle loves to write is an understatement.
It's no wonder she was chosen to become
a shapeshifter as she loves to write many
stories and become all sorts of
different characters.
Estelle has a great sense humor and
loves to laugh. She is bubbly, witty,
sarcastic and very carefree. Estelle likes to
meet new people and she tends too trust
a little to easily, which tends to get her
into a lot of trouble most of the time but
she always manages to find a way out of
her little mishaps. Although petite and always
smiling she has a temper and is not the
type of person you want to piss off.
She is determined and not afraid to speak
up or fight for what she believes in.



ImageFavorite Color: Purple


  • Ice cream
  • Funny people
  • Summer
  • Romantic comedies
  • Amusement Parks
  • Latte's
  • Daydreaming
  • Writing stories

  • Vegetables
  • Cocky people
  • Autumn
  • Horror Movies
  • Surprisingly, shopping
  • Black coffee
  • Lack of creativity
  • Reading a story with a plot that makes no sense


Weaknesses: She can be naive, has a strange weakness to fire and a bad habit of trusting people
Fears: Fire, being stuck in a form she can never get out of and her own power.
History: Estelle doesn't know her history, she woke up after she had been transformed with no memory of her past. All the images in her head are random and link to no full background.


So begins...

Estelle Young's Story


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Character Portrait: Estelle Young Character Portrait: Allison T. Rider
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Estelle was wandering Lakeside in her bikini top and a long skirt cover up with a small beach bag. She had just finished her shift at the beach, she was a lifeguard. She came to a sudden halt when she got that strange feeling again. Everytime she felt it she would pull out her little notebook and mark when and where. Unfortunately for her this feeling was the only thing keeping her going, she had no recollection of her past and she had a hunch this feeling would give her some sort of answer.

All Estelle really knew was that one day she woke up with the ability to change into animals and suddenly she was on the run. Some men were trying to do some sort of tests on her so Estelle transformed herself into multiple creatures and fled the facility and somehow ended up in Lakeside. It had been a few weeks since the incident and since then she's been trying to find answers.

Estelle glanced around to see if she could sense the feeling even more, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath when her stomach started to grumble. Damn she thought. She walked over to the cafe and started reading the menu when Allison came out and said "Do I know you?"

Estelle lifted an eyebrow and looked Allison up and down, she could sense she knew something about her too. She scratched her head and finally she shrugged "Maybe, I've been told by a couple people in this town that I have a familiar face..." Suddenly Estelle grinned ear to ear, as she examined Allison she realized this was the first person she somehow maybe kinda recognized. "Ooh my! Um actually ya perhaps you do know me? I'm Estelle, have you been in Lakeside long, you seem oddly familiar as well" she said in a somewhat hopefully tone.


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Character Portrait: Estelle Young Character Portrait: Allison T. Rider Character Portrait: John Lang
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John Lang

John awake with a start, his back cramping from the awful lumpy bed he had slept on. He was sweating like mad due to the fact that this old and crappy hotel didn't have air conditioning. If you could even call it a hotel. "Hotel Lakeside" had been around for decades, maybe even centuries, after all, this town was incredibly old (or so it said on the crumpled brochure he found at the Lakeside association front desk. It seemed as if this place was dead, yet it was so full of life. Grandparents and their children with their children is what it seemed like. It was like going to grandma's house for vacation. For John, it was the only town he could find close to him that was nestled up against the lake. He'd intended on stealing a boat and booking it to Canada, but after three days sleeping in the hotel, he decided maybe he'd stay here for a while. Who would ever find this place? It was completely off the radar, there wasn't even a local newspaper. John figured maybe if he wanted to stay here for good, he could might be able to stay at the old family cottage. His uncle owned it, but never came up to the lake to use it. His uncle would be glad to have it off his hands. In fact, a quick call and he'd probably hand it over.

John yawned and got up, threw some shorts and a shirt on and grumbled something about coffee. What time was it? Sometimes past noon, he guessed. Like he really cared much. Maybe he'd go for a swim. But first he needed food. There was a little place to eat next to the pier called "Dockside" serving hamburgers and hotdogs. He decided maybe he's go there first.

John left his room, grabbed his room key and wallet, and left the shabby hotel. He was on his way to Dockside, just rounding a corner, when a weird feeling hit him. He frowned a looked around. There were a couple people outside of a coffee shop and a group of old ladies talking on a porch, but that's all he saw. Something about the two girls in front of the coffee shop clicked in his mind. He knew those girls somehow. Maybe they came up here too as kids? John frowned. Nothing to worry about. He continued walking int he opposite direction.


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Allison frowned, concentrating extremely hard. She had to know this person. Like that feeling you get when you meet a relative from your childhood that you vaguely remember and when they tell you their name it hits you and you remember you used to go over to their house and make cookies or something. "I'm Allison Rider. And yeah I've sorta lived her a while. I grew up coming here with my dad but I just moved here a week or two ago because of these people... um... because of my dad. My dad just passed away recently and I've taken over running his coffee shop," Allison said, fumbling over the reason for coming here. SHe couldn't just blurt out the fact that she'd been followed around by creepy guys in suits until she fled to this dinky little town. Five. Five. Five. The number was ringing in her head, calling to her. Like she wanted to say it. Instead she scribbled the number madly on her wallet with her finger. Almost an impulse.

She had too get out of her. She was almost feeling sick. And slightly confused. Like something she really needed to know was creeping along right outside her field of vision. She sighed.

"Well I should really be going. Maybe I'll see you around, yeah?" With that she hurried off, quickly rounding a corner and teleporting back to home, hoping that awfully familiar girl hadn't followed her. She appeared in her living room and flumped into a chair. Maybe she'd go down to the sailing club for a bit and go out on the water before it got to late. Smiling at the idea, she quickly changed into a bikini. She should really wear boat shoes and a water shirt and shorts, but she really didn't care, it was too hot out. Her cottage was very close to the water, and the sailing club, so she didn't bother biking there, which was the preferred method of transportation in Lakeside, second being walking, and third being the ever popular golf carts that zoomed around the tiny town. You could even rent a golf cart at Syford's Cycles, which sold and rented bikes and golf carts. Allison yawned feebly as she spotted the familiar building that housed several small sailboats.


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Estelle stared at the empty space in front of her where Allison had stood before she fled. She was confused and a little light headed. She felt like a statue with hundreds of overwhelming thoughts flowing in. She took a couple steps to the side and leaned against the wall in attempts to not fall over. She reached inside her beach bag and pulled out a small granola bar and scarfed it down. Estelle took a deep breath and pressed a finger against her temple, her head was hurting...she felt surrounded and uneasy. Her eyes fluttered opened and she glanced around expecting dozens of eyes staring at her but no in the area appeared to have noticed her discomfort.

Estelle felt a sweat bead roll down her forehead, she was nervous. She began to pace quickly until she came across a set of trees. She transformed into a wolf and sprinted through the forest. She needed to blow some steam, something was off. That girl had triggered something about her past, for some reason it didn't feel like it was a good thing. Welcome number three...three...THREE . Estelle suddenly felt the urge to scream she jumped over a log and rolled onto the ground on her back into her human form. She lay in the middle of the woods staring at the sky through the trees. She began to hum "Summer of 69" for some reason it was always stuck in her head and she never understood why.

Estelle took deep breaths, she felt the world slowing down around her. Her humming seemed to only get louder as everything around seemed to get quieter. After a couple minutes she felt her eyes getting heavy, she closed them and ignored the outside world.