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Post by gina on May 2, 2018 14:54:45 GMT -8
Carefree High (Monsterhearts 2)
GMs: Mac, Adam
Even in the fall, a time that conjures images of creeping winter, a blazing sun beats down upon the arid landscape of Carefree, Arizona. Deserts are not known for their welcoming nature, but outcroppings of development are scattered alongside cacti and rattlesnake dens, including the unimaginatively named Carefree High, from which a bell screams, signaling the start of the 1992 school year. The students make their way to the air-conditioned halls. Some excited, some nervous, some bored, and a few feeling something no normal teenagers should...something monstrous.
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Post by gina on May 2, 2018 14:59:36 GMT -8
Player: Adam Character: Max FranklinPlaybook: The HollowIt was a tragic accident that claimed the lives of almost all of Carefree High’s lacrosse team last year. Tragic, but still useful. Max doesn’t know much about the 7 foot tall man who built him and whom he calls Father. But Father taught him how to read and write and many other things. Then one day Father was gone, their cabin in the woods burned to the ground. Max was taken to a doctor who lived in Carefree and told she was his cousin. They barely know each other, but now Max has a “family” and has to go to school. Now he wonders what everyone will do if they find out what he really is.Max  |
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Post by gina on May 2, 2018 15:07:26 GMT -8
Player: Joey Character: Oliver ThornePlaybook: The Queen“Are you sure we should be in here?” Liam said with an anxious whimper in his voice as Oliver deftly locked the door behind him.
“It's fine, “ Oliver replied, slowly slinking his way across the room to Liam. “Besides, who is he going to tell?” he continued nodding his head toward a picture of Will.
Will, their Golden Boy and the school sweetheart had been laid to rest for months now and still his parents had refused to let any of his possessions go. Oliver had assumed they had sent him to Camp this summer so he wouldn't have to be here while they packed Will's life away, but it appears they had other motives. Mental note to explore that later.
Oliver could hear the party rage on from behind the door. The parentals were gone for the weekend for some red carpet event for the Studio and told him he could have a few friends over, so naturally he had invited 40 or so of his closest friends to celebrate the end of Summer and his return from his exile. He considered inviting Ivy, but this really wasn't her scene. He would figure out a way to make it up to her...somehow. The sound of a shattered shot glass echoed from downstairs. He would have to make this quick, being an absent host was terrible etiquette and Heaven forbid one of those lumbering clodhoppers broke something irreplaceable.
Liam gawked at him with those big doe-eyes “Isn't it weird for you to be fooling around in your dead brother's roo...” Oliver grabbed Liam's head with both hands and kissed him aggressively pulling both of them towards Will's Corinthian Leather armchair. As he reclined in the chair and brought Liam to his knees, Oliver smirked to himself. If he was to take Will's kingdom, it was time he christened the throne.Oliver  Oliver (waterpolo)  |
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Post by gina on May 2, 2018 15:08:19 GMT -8
Player: Gina Character: Ivy HarkerPlaybook: The MortalSoothing notes of strings and cello begin, followed by the heavenly vocals of This Mortal Coil’s Mr. Somewhere, as the shot opens in a teenager’s room. It is obviously daylight, but shades are drawn, and the room feels still and quiet. The furniture appears youthful, slightly girlish with pale blues and greys, but the style seems to be taken over by a teen’s messy new interests. Posters cover the walls, there are a couple of turntables, a blue Rickenbacker 350V63 in the corner, a megaphone, pom poms, and other assorted Hot Topic-ish accoutrements. As the camera pans across the room it tightens on a vanity strewn with make-up, the mirror adorned with photos of various teens (close eyes will spot a picture of a young girl, her front teeth missing, with her arms wrapped tightly around a beautiful-looking boy). The camera continues to pan across the room, passing a literal wall of shelves, floor-to-ceiling of 14x14 squares filled with vinyl and CDs, before landing on a shot of a four-poster bed. The music fades to quiet instrumentation as the shot tightens to the bed, down comforter and pillows piled high. The only sign that a person is in the bed is long, dark curly hair strewn on a pillow.
A Batz Maru alarm clock buzzes jarringly as the LED time turns from 6:59 to 7:00am. The toned arm of a young woman pulls out of the covers to smack at the alarm.
With that, the percussive taps and glockenspiel-like sweetness of Buddy Holly’s Everyday brightly fills the scene and continues through a montage of our teen, Ivy, getting ready for school. Shots of arms lazily stretching as she springs out of bed; a close-up of a mouth of perfect teeth foaming with toothpaste as they are vigorously brushed; toothpaste spat in an immaculate, rather tony, sink of running water; light blue silk-and-lace pajama shorts dropping to an white-tiled bathroom floor as a shower door opens; perfect feet stepping into a steamy hot spray of water; a shot from behind as a towel-wrapped young girl is gazing into a gigantic closet of clothes, pushing hangars from side-to-side, tossing things to the floor around her before she discovering the perfect ensemble; the hand of a now-dressed young woman pulling a picture of a handsome young man from the vanity and kissing it tenderly before applying sparkly light pink lip gloss.
The music continues with a shot of her from behind walking into a large, brightly lit H&G-type kitchen. She is dressed in a style that somehow appears both edgy and as sweet as the 15-year-old high school sophomore that she is. She seems to almost bounce through the room in fashionable perfectly-distressed combat boots with obviously new-and-immaculate black fishnets over cobalt blue tights, a black pleated mini-skirt, and a loose-knit black midi-sweater. Ivy joyfully pecks her mother, a beautiful blonde woman, on the cheek as she accepts a bento box of a carefully prepared lunch from her and walks out of the front door of her family's modest mansion to an awaiting sedan.
The tap-tap tap-tap of Everyday begins to fade as the shot transitions to the large sedan pulling in front of a high school in a sunny, suburban desert setting, ending with a tight shot of to Ivy’s boots stepping out of the vehicle with a boy, wearing very expensive men’s shoes, stepping out after her.
A crane shot from behind reveals the two of them standing in front of Carefree High, which is buzzing with students on the first day of school, just as the familiar twang of the guitar intro to Nirvana’s Smells Like Teen Spirit springs onto the scene. The crane shot pulls in as the boy strides ahead, joining a clique of three students who appear to have been waiting excitedly for him. The girl pauses, taking in the scene. As the chorus crashes in, the camera swings around, revealing Ivy’s face as high school mischief, mayhem and music is full effect on screen. She is gleeful and grinning, happiness incarnate. Ivy looks again at the boy who’s begun to walk in with the clique and takes a deep appreciative breath, a dreamy small smile takes over her face and she steps forward, taking her place next to Oliver in his clique and they walk toward the school.Ivy  Ivy  |
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Post by gina on May 2, 2018 15:10:01 GMT -8
Player: Mac Character: Delilah “Lila” DriscollPlaybook: The WerewolfLila might be what you called a wallflower, except she had more in common with the wall itself than any sort of flower. Possessing very few friends, she had a tendency to keep her head down at school and more often than not spend time by herself outside of it. It's not that Lila was an unpleasant sort, just very shy and introverted; the kind of person one has to actively work to know, and the only one who ever really tried was her friend Rose.
When the Freshmen year let out, Lila was set to have a quiet summer filled with daydreams, drawing, and hiking. The summer heat made it difficult to be outside during the day, so she'd taken to strolling the desert under the light of the moon. She often wandered far enough that the town was nothing but a twinkle of stars on the landscape. But one night, something happened. An animal attacked! Barreling out of the darkness, it drove its fangs deep into her skin. She shrieked and fought it until it was driven back into the night. Maybe it was a coyote, maybe a dog that had gone feral. You'd think she would have been able to identify the animal by the light of the full moon, but it all happened so fast. She managed to crawl weakly to a road where a car picked her up and took her to the hospital.
Her wounds were deep, and they thought they might lose her a few times. Only her family and Rose ever came to visit. It became clear she was going to start the school year a few days late, but it was for the best. She was so very tired and her dreams had been keeping her up at night. Dreams of tearing things to pieces... Lila  |
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Post by gina on May 2, 2018 15:10:36 GMT -8
Player: Tappy Character: Rose Lee YeyingPlaybook: The InfernalRose Lee Yeying’s parents were perfect. They were both highly accomplished physically, artistically and mentally; but they never managed to fully realize their dreams that they chased from Singapore to the States. Now their eyes turned on their only daughter to succeed where they could not, in everything. They pushed to to be as good as both of them together, to realize their dreams they couldn’t for themselves.
Sadly, Rose didn’t have a talented bone in her body. She was clumsy, tone-deaf, and was just barely average in her schoolwork. Her parents pushed her harder and harder, increasing their expectations whenever she failed instead of lowering them. Rose went to sleep every night her freshman year weeping. She only barely got through that year without slitting her wrists.
Then the dreams started. Dreams that promised her heart’s desire, whatever she wished.
She wished to be the best at school, the valedictorian.
She wished to be the best at sports, beating even the boys at their sports.
She wished to be a talented artist, people wondering at her skill and imagination.
She wished to be a dancer, moving her body in ways that moved the soul and burned the heart.
She wished for music, perfect pitch and every instrument and voice hers.
Then one night, in the still moments where old people die and the young fear their closets, she awoke. “What do you want?” she asked the darkness.
The Fae creature from her dreams walked out of that self same darkness. “I ask for so little. Just love me, fear me, do as I say and I will be your slave.”
And she did.Rose  |
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Post by gina on May 10, 2018 18:20:25 GMT -8
The Queen's Clique...Royce ArmstrongThe extroverted twin. Typical jock. He is the smartest guy on the wrestling team...which is kind of like being the tallest dwarf. Takes basic direction very well, just be sure to use small words.  Liam ArmstrongThe sensitive twin. More book smart than his brother Royce. Attractive in that "hot but doesn't know it" way. His lack of confidence makes him rather easy to manipulate. Amazing how a little approval and positive attention goes a long way.  Kat SandersCheerleader, ASB Secretary, school gossip. She has a charm and tenacity that gets the truth out of people...even if it's just to get her to go away. Think Leslie Knope meets Tracy Flick. She will be an amazing investigative reporter one day...or a celebrity stalker. She is looking for a way in to the higher circles of society to improve her prospects. 
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