Guzzle

Hailing from the sunny West coast, Historian came into this world with a vengeance. His early years would be defined by an unshakable bitterness and envy.

It was no question what the source of his unhappiness was. With two loving and well off parents, Historian's childhood anger could all be attributed to his attention hogging twin brother.

Even in birth, he would be overshadowed by his own kin. Born only 30 minutes after Historian, his Brother's complicated birth would naturally lead to an early favoritism from his parents.

This favoring of his twin would infiltrate nearly every aspect of his childhood.

In the home, his twin would be an overpowering force. It seemed Historian would be bested in any petty squabble by his doppelgänger. Video games, roughhousing and sports alike, Historian was always a silver medal holder.

This losing streak would continue in school for him aswell, with his brother being heavily favored by his peers. While he was never outright bullied, the preferential treatment of his sibling was enough to get deep under Historian's skin.

The constant feeling of belittlement forced a young Historian into a self created isolation.

While his brother spent his early years getting on with his classmates, Historian turned to literature. Through this, he would quickly grow a fixation on nonfiction writing.

Conflict was always the appeal for Historian. Scrawling accounts of great wars gave him an incomparable thrill. Whether it be 20th Century global conflicts or the downfall of ancient Rome, he couldn't get enough.

By the time he'd reach High-school, Historian had forgone any attempt at a social life. To him, it all seemed so pointless in the grand scheme.

He'd get a wake up call in Junior year when his brother's charisma was able to launch him into a career path Historian couldn't have imagined.

Suddenly his certainty of beating his brother in the career circuit began crumbling before his eyes. He hadn't even gotten his High-school degree yet and Historian's self image had been torn to shreds.

His overwhelming jealousy of his twin would finally stop holding him back and instead light a fire under his ass.

Historian began taking rigorous care of his personal appearance and public image. With his brother now out of the same social circles, it became a lot easier for Historian to breathe.

With resentment as his key motivator, Historian rationalized his peers as a means to an end. Truthfully, most of them irked him to his core.

Even so, by learning and playing by the room's rules Historian would be able to win his peers over with ease. He didn't have to be funny, he didn't have to be nice. He only had to be convincing.

Historian would be their class president in less than a year after his brother departed the school for the Hollywood life. It wasn't where he wanted to be, but it was a start.

He found his time on the school board immensely dissatisfying. The title afforded him no authority to make the sweeping changes he found necessary for the student body. Internally, Historian would be setting his sights on something much greater.

The goal was clear for him, reshape this wretched world. He would never be satisfied until he'd be able to chip away at this grand plan.

His heart would stop when his parents broke the news that his brother's launch to stardom had landed them a spot on a family game show. He'd be given no choice but to attend.

It was his first time reuniting with his familial rival in nearly a year, and Historian was terrified of being embarrassed on national television. A wave of relief washed over him when he learned they'd be questioned on The French Revolution that night.

For the first time in his life, Historian was able to outshine his brother. While the game meant nearly nothing to everybody else playing, this would be the final confidence boost Historian needed to take on the world.

It would only be a week later that a letter would arrive for Historian from the prestigious Hope's Peak University. He'd felt like he'd earned this, that everything was falling into place with him.

With the academy's approval behind him, it seemed he'd finally be able to best his brother after all.

One windy morning in a small, unassuming midwestern town, a legend was born. By the time she'd depart for college, Racer would leave her mark on this unremarkable town.

Raised alongside 5 rambunctious older brothers, competition was a consistent feature of her early childhood.

She was no stranger to rough-housing, action figures, and other "boyish" activities growing up. While she would never be judged for her interests at home, school was a different story.

In elementary, Racer found herself passed over by most of her female peers on account of her tomboyish interests. Most of the boys weren't too kind to her as-well, hurling homophobic slurs her way in her early years. It would quickly stop when she started throwing punches in return.

While her knack for fighting got her into plenty of trouble with school administration, it's what was able to finally score some friends: The bad kids.

At the age of 11, Racer would get behind the wheel of her first car. It was a sleepover turned parental car-jacking.

They only took it for a couple laps around the block that night, but Racer realized her life's purpose in that 2001 Subaru Outback:

She was a car girl.

From then on, Racer would beg her oldest brother for driving lessons almost every day. It wasn't long before he caved. Racer would pass a mock drivers test with her brother before her twelfth birth day.

From then on, secret rides to fast food joints and grocery stores was common place for Racer. Her brother would kick back on his phone, happy to have a personal driver. These short trips filled the void for now, but Racer always craved more.

At 15, Racer would be arrested for speeding without a license after sneaking out with her mom's car. While the law would let her off with a slap on the wrist, her parents would be less forgiving.

Racer would be grounded until her 16th birthday, which interfered with her rapidly growing popularity with her female peers.

The girls seemed to have taken a heel-turn on Racer in the later years of high school. Her tomboyish demeanor and rebellious ways scored her a lot different attention than it had in previous years.

Meanwhile, at home, Racer's mom had assigned her one task during this 6-month-long grounding:

Become a responsible driver and earn her license.

Replacing her brother in the passenger seat, her mother acted as a strict driving instructor. They would go on nightly drives around town, following the same route each night. This would continue until Racer's grounding finally reached its deadline.

On her 16th birthday, Racer would earn her liscence without a hitch.

The following week, Racer would go on 5 different dates with 5 different girls. To her it was like making up for lost time. However, this pace would continue for her.

For the next year, Racer gained a reputation amongst her classmates as a player of sorts. This wouldn't stop her from landing dates, so it didn't weigh on her much.

Outside of school, Racer's rebellious streak had reached new heights. Every Friday night, she would tell her mom that she was going over a friends' place. Obviously this was a lie.

Racer would drive 40 minutes out to the nearest city for the greatest thrill of her life, drag racing. She would reach speeds of 110 MPH in her janky station wagon alongside reckless strangers.

She had installed a dash cam to capture the thrills and spills, saving the videos to a hidden folder in her phone. She'd rewatch these clips late at night, yearning for her next near-death ride.

She'd never felt as free as she did behind the wheel with the pedal to the metal. She began to make a name for herself amongst the local drag racing punks. It wasn't long before she cemented her name with law enforcement as-well.

After her second arrest, it seemed the law was going to be a lot less kind with her. Her mom revoked her keys, threatened to sell her car, and grounded her for another 6 months.

With now-infinite downtime and a looming court case over her head, Racer only had her dash cam clips to live vicariously through.

Inspired by online creators, Racer began spending her time at home chopping up and editing these videos. Upon uploading her first edit, she'd reach massive success.

Seeing an opportunity and this and having nothing to lose, she continued posting edits online until doomsday was finally upon her.

It was the day before her court date that a near get out of jail free card would arrive in the mail: A letter from Hope's Peak University.

It seems her reckless posting had actually done her some good, and even the massive fines she'd endure the following day couldn't bring her down.

She could be a Hope's Peak alumni someday.

Ignoring the fines completely, Racer immediately invested in a wardrobe more befitting of her new title.

Hailing from the sunny West coast, Historian came into this world with a vengeance. His early years would be defined by an unshakable bitterness and envy.

It was no question what the source of his unhappiness was. With two loving and well off parents, Historian's childhood anger could all be attributed to his attention hogging twin brother.

Even in birth, he would be overshadowed by his own kin. Born only 30 minutes after Historian, his Brother's complicated birth would naturally lead to an early favoritism from his parents.

This favoring of his twin would infiltrate nearly every aspect of his childhood.

In the home, his twin would be an overpowering force. It seemed Historian would be bested in any petty squabble by his doppelgänger. Video games, roughhousing and sports alike, Historian was always a silver medal holder.

This losing streak would continue in school for him aswell, with his brother being heavily favored by his peers. While he was never outright bullied, the preferential treatment of his sibling was enough to get deep under Historian's skin.

The constant feeling of belittlement forced a young Historian into a self created isolation.

While his brother spent his early years getting on with his classmates, Historian turned to literature. Through this, he would quickly grow a fixation on nonfiction writing.

Conflict was always the appeal for Historian. Scrawling accounts of great wars gave him an incomparable thrill. Whether it be 20th Century global conflicts or the downfall of ancient Rome, he couldn't get enough.

By the time he'd reach High-school, Historian had forgone any attempt at a social life. To him, it all seemed so pointless in the grand scheme.

He'd get a wake up call in Junior year when his brother's charisma was able to launch him into a career path Historian couldn't have imagined.

Suddenly his certainty of beating his brother in the career circuit began crumbling before his eyes. He hadn't even gotten his High-school degree yet and Historian's self image had been torn to shreds.

His overwhelming jealousy of his twin would finally stop holding him back and instead light a fire under his ass.

Historian began taking rigorous care of his personal appearance and public image. With his brother now out of the same social circles, it became a lot easier for Historian to breathe.

With resentment as his key motivator, Historian rationalized his peers as a means to an end. Truthfully, most of them irked him to his core.

Even so, by learning and playing by the room's rules Historian would be able to win his peers over with ease. He didn't have to be funny, he didn't have to be nice. He only had to be convincing.

Historian would be their class president in less than a year after his brother departed the school for the Hollywood life. It wasn't where he wanted to be, but it was a start.

He found his time on the school board immensely dissatisfying. The title afforded him no authority to make the sweeping changes he found necessary for the student body. Internally, Historian would be setting his sights on something much greater.

The goal was clear for him, reshape this wretched world. He would never be satisfied until he'd be able to chip away at this grand plan.

His heart would stop when his parents broke the news that his brother's launch to stardom had landed them a spot on a family game show. He'd be given no choice but to attend.

It was his first time reuniting with his familial rival in nearly a year, and Historian was terrified of being embarrassed on national television. A wave of relief washed over him when he learned they'd be questioned on The French Revolution that night.

For the first time in his life, Historian was able to outshine his brother. While the game meant nearly nothing to everybody else playing, this would be the final confidence boost Historian needed to take on the world.

It would only be a week later that a letter would arrive for Historian from the prestigious Hope's Peak University. He'd felt like he'd earned this, that everything was falling into place with him.

With the academy's approval behind him, it seemed he'd finally be able to best his brother after all.