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Nathan Reese

"I'm really sick of people getting differentiated based on what we like to do! I want to do my own thing, does that mean I deserve the hate I get?"

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a character in “The Smoke Spot”, as played by Robbhus


Nathan Reese
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15 || American || Nate

"Who knows?"
"I'm old for my year I guess"
15th of February 1998
|Sexual Preference|
"It's a bit... Complicated..."
Bisexual, but only likes females with more dominant personalities
"If it was easier to study in my situation, I'd probably be a bit better..."
D average
|Smoking Spot Confessional Status|
"I'm really happy to be with them!"
Currently a member of the Smoke Spot Confessional
|Secrets and Scandal|
"Not a whole lot, but what there is tends to shock people..."
It's not widely known though most freshmen knows, at least those in his class.
Has been seen several times using his feminine looks to be mistaken for a girl.
It's simply something he enjoys and hates that people use it against him.

"My father's an IT engineer and earns a good bit..."
Higher economic class.
"I don't like relying on my parents for money, despite that they say it's alright..."
Works part time at a clothes store, though doesn't have a locked schedule.

|Eye Color|
"It's not commonly seen though"
A dark blue, but he enjoys using lenses
|Hair Color|
"It's on top of my head, it shouldn't be hard to see it. But is it my real hair?"
His hair is currently silver-white, though he colors it a lot as well as use wigs.
|Body Type|
"I doubt it surprises people really"
Very thin, even if he was female
|Height & Weight|
"Probably not very healthy, but I like it..."
5'4 foot, 99 Lbs
|Birthmarks, Tattoos, and Scars|
"I only have my beloved piercings"
His lip is pierced on several points, as well as his ears

"describing your personality is like giving up your goals, impossible"
While he might not appear like it on first look, Nathan is very good-willed and really only want people to be alright. He hates seeing people get hurt and has more than once offered his own well being for others to be alright. He really need people around him, though it's hard to find people that approves what he does. People are scared off of it and it isolated him for a fair bit, at least till his family moved to Colorado. It was like having blank papers, though he naturally managed to screw up there as well. His good looks weren't enough to save him for being isolated when the word started to get shared around that he has appeared as a girl on several occasions. However, negative response only made him more into it and decided to simply continue, letting people think what they wanted.

"I just hate it when people use what I do as in insult against me, doing what you want to do should be encouraged, not pushed down on. People calling me gay for doing what I wish is disgusting, but if I did the same to them, I'd simply be beaten up. It's a part of the human mind, to not approve of what you cannot have. I was born with a gift, or a curse, that most boys don't have. I want to use it for someone, while they can't. It's not my fault..."

✔ || Being Understood || "It's not easy doing what I do with so many people calling me things and threatening me. I love those who understands how it is for me and supports what I do"
✔ || Acting || "It's what I do really, if I didn't like what I do, I wouldn't do it. I find it amusing seeing all the shocked people when I reveal what has been going on."
✔ || Being a girl || "I just like it, simple as that. I'm already as female as I could possibly get in a male body, so why leave it be? If I can't play around with it, it wouldn't be worth it at all"
✔ || Smoking || "I know it's not good for me or anything, but it keeps me going through the day. It keeps away the depression and helped me get some friends, so I don't complain"
✔ || Mostly anything from Japan || "Clothing, movies, plushies, you name it. I love the culture and I love everything I got from the amazing country!"

✘ || Haters || "Most would have guessed that I really don't like it when people hate on me for doing what I like. It's not normal, I get it. But making fun of me because of it is just straight out bullying"
✘ || People using the word gay as an insult || "It's just stupid. It's a sexual orientation, not an insult you throw around you. Saying it means nothing to me, but it might do to others"
✘ || Seeing people sad || "While my own situation isn't a dance on roses either, I hate to see it when others are sad. Too bad I can't do anything but making it worse..."
✘ || Unnecessary violence || "While it's not unavoidable, I don't like it when people fight for no reason, especially one-sided fights. It makes me feel uneasy"
✘ || School || "If it was up to me I'd never have anything to do with school, I'd do my own thing. Sadly enough, the system is pretty unavoidable at the moment"

"What kind of strengths can I have apart from making things worse?"
Nathan's strengths definitely doesn't reside in physical strength. He's weaker than most girls honestly, but despite this, he is surprisingly headstrong and hates to go back on things later. He is normally quite confident in his decisions and he is smarter than his grades say. Besides this, he can, with a bit of effort, become pretty much anyone he'd like. He is also a very understanding and approving person, knowing how hard it can be to not be accepted. He is also quite popular among some groups of girls, though it comes down to what type of guys they like of course.
"Oh, this is gonna be loooong"
Nathan's primary weakness is that he can't really take care of himself if he for some reason ends up in a fight, though of course, it isn't exactly something he'd like to start either. He doubts himself from time to time, mainly because of his habit of dressing up, and it makes him feel insecure. Without people to support him and what he does, he sometimes become depressed as well, though it isn't something all too frequent.
"I dunno, fear is a very general word"
He isn't of the kind that is very easily scared, though he fears being forced to do things for others, as in, being threatened. Other than that, he is a bit afraid of big dogs, though he likes the small ones.

"An example of how easy it is to be an entirely different person with minimal effort"
"I don't like weapons, so I don't carry any. Other than that, what I carry depends on who I am"
The most standard is a pack of cigarettes or two and a Zippo lighter. If he appears as a girl he'd might be carrying with him a bag of some makeup just in case.
"I know a lot of people from the Confessional had pretty bad childhoods, I feel almost out of place"
Nathan's story is pretty tame really. He was born into a good family five years after his older sister, who was set to look after him a lot when their parents worked. The two of them got quite close and it was she that introduced him to both Japanese culture which he quite soon fell in love with, and at one point, the thing he had no idea would later become a big passion of his. It was mainly as a joke when she dressed him up in some of her old clothes, mainly just to show that she was still the boss, and he quite quickly started to enjoy it. He hadn't been expecting to be able to continue though, as he had been guessing that his body would start growing and become less suited eventually, but it never did, so he kept going behind his parents back. His sister knew of it halfway at least and supported it, though she was worried, and for a good reason really. He became more and more experienced with makeup as well and eventually became as close to the border between male and female as one can get.

Eventually, his sister moved out, going to New York to pursue her dream of becoming a photographer and model, something she later became, after a fair bit of work. It proved to Nathan that anything could really be done if you tried hard enough, something he later would. He became more and more confident with his work, and at one point, took it to public as well, never once getting a weird stare or anything. He was convinced at that point, he could continue.

Eventually, the family had to move though. They had found a place to live where his father would have an even better paying job. The family packed their things, and during this period, the parents found out about what he had been doing. He had been scared, but they had approved of it, to his big shock. He hadn't been expecting it at all, but they did, saying that if it was something he enjoyed and liked, they wouldn't stop him from doing it and would support him till the end.

He continued doing what he wanted for about six weeks at the new school before it was actually revealed, to everybody's shock really. He had been such a good actor and done his styling so well nobody had been able to guess. When it was revealed, he just shrugged casually and said "What secret? I'm just doing what I like, I've never hidden it, nobody asked" And despite being true, he was never really seen in the same light again and started to smoke to handle the depressed emotions.

Yes, those pictures were all of the same person.
*this section might be edited in the future*

"An example of what you can do with a lot of effort"

| Roleplayer Name: Robbhus |
| Roleplayer Age: 16 and a half |
| Roleplayer Limits: I'm fine with everything as long as sensitive and serious topics such as drug-use and self-harm is taken seriously. |

So begins...

Nathan Reese's Story

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#, as written by Robbhus
Nathan Reese
|| Monday 2nd of December || Leaving class || The parking lot ||

School was basically a torture chamber prettified with nice words. People came in, got 'intelligent' and were then thrown on the street to make a living. It was like they were moving sheep from one place to the other, taking stops a couple places on the way. It wasn't 'education', it was pointing out the differences in people, and either praising or hating them for it. Nathan's case was the latter. Not a big surprise though, mass media said that muscles were hot, and then people just followed the trend. Fuck the system, but that was the world, and that's how it worked.

Eventually however, the nightmare referred to as a class ended, and he was already in a shit mood. The day went like any other day, no popularity, no case of everyone surrounding you for a little bit of your attention, nothing. At the best, he was just ignored. It had been so tempting to just jump out of the window to leave the nightmare, though it wasn't as easy as it sounded. He wasn't a delinquent, he just hated homework and tests, it was just systems used to make sure that everyone ended up entirely the same, whatever kind of good they expected to find in that.

ImageLeaving class wasn't fully as bad as entering, though it wasn't a dance on roses either. People pushing in the halls was bad enough, but when being straight out sexually harassed in the halls, it was practically too much. Seeing freshman banging the air just as a form of mockery, it was more tempting to stay at home.

After brutally throwing the books in the locker and picking up his jacket, Nathan quickly moved towards the front doors. While seniors, juniors and even some sophomores giving friendly waves, it was pretty amazing really that his 'secret' still had yet to be leaked. Or, it was leaking, it just hadn't reached very fast yet seeing that most freshmen had little contact with the upperclassmen, at least from his view. There were naturally exceptions, but he had yet to get an impression of good contact across the classes. It was like social grades or economic grades really.

After getting out of campus ground, it didn't take long before the zippo was found in one of the pockets of the neutral black messenger bag, as well as the 20-pack, now with less than ten cigarettes left. During the last few days, he had burned through them quicker than usually, pretty much just finishing one for then to go over to the next one. He opened the pack and pulled out the pack. Inside of it, there was a 5-grams pack of weed as well, he had bought it, but he hadn't had the guts to smoke it. Either that, or he was simply waiting for a moment where he felt depressed enough.

The blue hair cheered him up a little, he had pretty much just finished to fix it after it arrived in the mail. It had been easy to work with and all, it was just getting the color he wanted that had been taking like forever. he walked up to the parking lot for a hood to sit on, and quite quickly noticed Rory and Zee standing at one point. It'd at least brighten up the day a little...

He walked up to them, one foot in front of the other and gave them a friendly nod before leaning back on to a lighting pole, not having anything better to stand by. "Hey" He said casually, though his voice was about as feminine as ever. And seeing he was pretty much an entirely different person, he wasn't even sure if they'd recognize him, though it'd be kind of funny if they didn't, in some twisted humor kind of way. He was pulling from the cigarette in not exactly a low speed, something that tended to happen when he was in a really bad mood. He could go through one a minute and end up smoking for the next twenty minutes if it suited him.


Samantha Maria Hale
|| Monday 2nd of December || Gambling, smoking || Classroom, The parking lot ||

The class was surprisingly fun, but it was mainly because she was in a bet with another person in the classroom. The teacher they had tended to yawn a lot while talking and / or writing, which made a fun bet. They were both going to count how many times he yawned, for then to see which one was more correct, having the help from another person in class to count. Regardless of if she counted right or not, it was simply the one that was closest that won.

The class ended eventually and they grouped up.

"Seventeen" the girl said. "Twenty-one" Samantha replied. "Twenty" Said the controller, and Samantha laughed, getting both a pack of cigarettes as well as 200 dollars, 100 which was her own stake. "Better luck next time?" She asked with a slight grin. The girl shrugged casually while getting her backpack. "Eh, doesn't bother me, there's plenty of others" Samantha replied before leaving the room with a simple black coat thrown over her shoulder.

The parking lot was crowded, just like always. People were either smoking or hanging out with those who was smoking, it wasn't that much of a system really. She brushed some of her hair aside while walking. It was a bit chilly, so she ended up with pulling the coat on herself as well, closing it.

She lit a cigarette in silence and simply looked at all the others, quite many today actually. There actually appeared to be some new people as well, which wasn't all too common.

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Character Portrait: Kirk Williams Character Portrait: Roland "Rory" Jameson Character Portrait: Azalea "Zee" Jameson Character Portrait: Nathan Reese
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Kirk Williams

|| Monday 2nd of December || Leaving class, Smoking || Classroom, Parking lot, Smoke Spot ||

Walking out of class, Kirks hands were dug deep in his pocket as a scowl cascaded over his face. Kirk thought to himself with antipathy fuck this asshole teacher. “Oh Mr. Williams your late why don’t you get some extra work.” He imitated under his breath as he hurried down the hallway, pulling his hood up in a jerking movement.

“Young man please take your hood off in the building.”

Said a high pitched and soft but assertive voice as Kirk ignored her and kept on storming down the corridor. I need to go have a smoke Kirk said to himself as he was nearing his locker. whirling the lock angrily and miss entering the combination a few times, he managed to recover his back pack. Locking it once more he threw it on and continued down the flow of students. Looking up to see precisely how he was going to exit the building, he saw a beautiful blue haired girl storm out. Wow he thought to himself finally a decent looking girl, it’s about time. Which in turn cheered him up a bit as he was bumped into by a freshman who said something like “Fuck you.” As he passed; Kirk followed him, and said “Bitch.” Just another day of school Kirk thought as he busted through the door to the air that filled his body with delight

Continuing on to the parking lot to smoke and catch a friend or two as he noticed Rory standing beside his sister; Kirk looked at him for a couple seconds and then looked away in discomfiture as he said to himself I’m not gay. Looking at the others approaching he walked away still lethal to a place to relax.

Sitting on one of the chairs in the smoke spot he rolled up a joint on his lap, and brought it up to his face. He wet the paper and lit the end.

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Jay Noel

Jay closed her eyes, breathing the crisp cold air. She let her mind wander for a bit and forgot where she was for a second. Then she slowly opened her eyes and looked at her surroundings. Teenagers were passing by her to enter the school building, a couple glancing at her while walking. Might as well go inside She thought; noticing the cold was starting to go through her clothes. Jay stood up and walked inside the building, the warm air hitting her. She strolled through the hallways looking ahead. Why don't I just smoke a blunt before heading to class? she thought, and walked outside.

As soon as was outside, she saw Rory and Zee was there so she began walking in between some people. As she was walking she notices someone with quite pretty blue hair leaning on a pole next to them. Might as well go introduce myself and finally reached them. "I love your hair" Jay smiled at the girl.