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i. statistics !

⟡ BASICS, name.   anthony   /   nickname.   ant, ty   /   gender.   cis man   /   pronouns.   he&him   /   sexuality.   heterosexual   /   date of birth.   february 2nd, 1998   /   zodiac sign.   aquarius   /   hometown.   cider point   /   occupation.   assistant ice hockey coach 

⟡ APPEARANCE, faceclaim.   belmont cameli   /   height.   185cm   /   build.   athletic   /   eyes.   light brown   /   hair.   chestnut brown   /   piercings.   none   /   tattoos.   two sparrows above his right elbow   /   signature scent.   sandalwood & rosemary   /   style.   athletic wear & comfortable  

⟡ PERSONALITY, positive.   altruistic, disciplined & pragmatic   /   negative.   stubborn, avoidant & gullible   /   fears.   acrophobia   /   element.   earth   /   season.   summer   /   personality type.   isfp, the artist   /   moral alignment.   chaotic neutral   /   primary vice.   pride   /   primary virtue.   kindness

⟡ FAVOURITES, ice cream flavor.   pistachio   /   time of day.   after sunset   /   weather.   windy days   /   colour.   blue&red   /   music genre.   psychedelic rock, new wave   /   books.   tolstoj’s war & peace, justine korman's and and ron fontes' babe: pig in the city

ii. athony's treasure box ! 

TRIGGERS: car crash, description of injuries obtained

⟡      dated december 2004,   location : toronto, canada.      [   OBJECT DESCRIPTION : a magnet in the shape of a maple leaf, underneath inscribed "CANADA". inside the maple leaf there's a winter landscape, displaying some cozy houses and a moose.   ]

winter breaks are anthony's favourite. he gets to travel with his family all the way to canada and spend christmas at his uncle's house. two winters ago the man taught him how to skate on ice. this year he's introducing hockey sticks. he likes it well enough, plays these games against his older cousins and somehow manages to win. later, when they all go out to eat burgers, anthony overhears his uncle and father discussing his potential. truthfully he doesn't care much— he's way too occupied by both his cousins' stories and the toy that's in his happy meal. yet when they return home, his father announces that he enrolled him in hockey classes. anthony stays quiets, just nods and goes to his room. he already learned there's no arguing with his dad once he sets his mind to something.

⟡      dated february 2013,   location : out of town.      [   OBJECT DESCRIPTION : a big trophy, holding a golden figurine at the top. it's of a man dressed in hockey gear holding a hockey stick, the bottom of the stick connected to a puck. it was awarded to his team after winning the national junior hockey championship.   ]

funnily enough it really started out as just a regular hobby. but then anthony entered national junior hockey competitions and brought home some prize money. as he grew older and created a name for himself within the industry, sponsors began contacting his parents as well. and after nearly a decade in the field, along with some smart investments on his father's end, they were able to move out of their modest home in penny lane. it was replaced by a grand mansion in ocean avenue, with a pretty view over the water. his parents decided to retire early, leaving their regular 9 to 5s to focus on anthony's sports career instead, and all the traveling it included. during those years anthony's love for hockey is as real as it could be. it gives him purpose, something he's good at. he's on cloud 9 after winning his team the junior state championship. people are much nicer to him now. strangers stop him on the street to congratulate him, girls vie for his attention. he basks in the glory, using it as fuel to work even harder next season. anthony's career is burning bright, with no signs of slowing down.

⟡      dated june 2016,   location : cider point.      [   OBJECT DESCRIPTION : a baby pink wrist corsage custom made for his prom date, displaying several pink flowers and some pearls. he'd been meticulous about the colour scheme request, wanting the corsage to perfectly match his date's prom dress. it's still neatly packaged inside the box from when he purchased it all those years ago.   ]

he's going to miss his senior prom. his father-turned-manager informed they have to travel out of state to meet up with different teams and coaches, to ensure anthony getting the best sport scholarship possible. except he'd been looking forward to prom night for months at that point, finally finding the guts to ask out the girl he'd been pining over since sophomore year. he'd picked out a suit that would match her dress, he already ordered a limo to pick them up at 7. the disappointment on her face when he breaks the news that he can't make it crushes something inside of him. it hadn't been the first time he missed out on important events because of sports. he missed his best friend's 18th birthday party. he couldn't be there when his dog got sick and needed surgery. his father has a tendency to brush these things off, claiming " being great requires equally great sacrifices, anthony. " yet he can't help but realise he never wished to give up his sense of normalcy to begin with. anthony isn't allowed to quit, not when it would directly affect his parents' livelihoods as well. so he goes out of state on prom night, feeling anger simmer inside his chest as he spends the night checking his friends' snapchat stories.

⟡      dated may 2022,   location : cider point.      [   IMAGE DESCRIPTION : anthony in a hospital bed. his entire body is bandaged up, bruises visible on both his arms and face. he's surrounded by all kinds of flowers, his mother's holding his hand as she sits by his side. anthony holds a thumbs up to the camera with his free hand, a lazy smile on his lips.   ]

salvation came in the cruelest possible way. a drunk driver hits him on a busy intersection, totalling his jeep. when he later wakes up in the hospital, doctors state he's lucky to have survived. recovery is long and hard. it takes him months to learn how to properly walk again, having broken his legs in several different places. some of the pain is expected to never really go away, but he learns how to live with it. friends and family visit him daily, along with reporters demanding updates and interviews. one thing swiftly becomes clear: anthony brunelli's golden hockey career is over before he even reached his peak. his father ? devastated and inconsolable. anthony ? he feels oddly relieved. with the funds he earned over the years, he buys himself a nice house in ocean avenue, trying to figure out who he is without other people deciding for him.

⟡      dated march 2026,   location : ocean avenue.      [   OBJECT DESCRIPTION : a bouquet of several different flowers, all in different shapes and colours. there's a card tied around the stems of the bouquet, reading: we couldn't have done it without you. thanks for the great season, ant!   ]

i. statistics !

⟡ BASICS, name.   maite (pronounced my-teh)   /   nickname.   mai, m   /   gender.   cis woman   /   pronouns.   she&her   /   sexuality.   bisexual   /   date of birth.   february 21st, 1997   /   zodiac sign.   pisces   /   hometown.   cider point   /   occupation.   ticket seller at little theater 

⟡ APPEARANCE, faceclaim.   sasha gonzález   /   height.   171cm   /   build.   athletic   /   eyes.   dark brown   /   hair.   chestnut brown   /   piercings.   ears, bellybutton   /   tattoos.   none   /   signature scent.   oakmoss & jasmine   /   style.   casual & comfortable  

⟡ PERSONALITY, positive.   phlegmatic, insouciant & sagacious   /   negative.   cowardly, vacillant & reticent   /   fears.   claustrophobia   /   element.   water   /   season.   spring   /   personality type.   enfj, the protagonist   /   moral alignment.   neutral good   /   primary vice.   gluttony   /   primary virtue.   charity

⟡ FAVOURITES, ice cream flavor.   cookie dough, raspberry   /   time of day.   moments before dawn   /   weather.   misty days   /   colour.   orange, green   /   music genre.   indie pop, acoustic blues   /   books.   mary shelley’s frankenstein, bram stoker's dracula

ii. maite's treasure box !

TRIGGERS: mild child neglect, drug use, a relative's cancer diagnosis

⟡      dated february 2004,   location : cider point.      [   OBJECT DESCRIPTION : a purple coloured octopus plushie. for whatever reason it has a moustache, as well as a top hat and a monocle. the plush shows significant signs of deterioration, a symbol of maite's undying love for the thing.   ]

the plush is given to her after a brisk stop at the local gas station, her father going on about how he desperately needs some cigs. her mother's eyes are still red from where she'd been crying in the front of the car. their measly belongings in the back. they're headed towards her grandparents, where maite's been told they'll stay for a while. at least until her father gets back on his feet again. the car door to her left opens with a jolt, her father mustering up his best smile as he says: " i found you your first new friend here " maite just nods, thinks the octopus is rather funny looking. yet she holds it close to her chest, feeling a little less frightened as they make their way towards their new home.

⟡      dated july 2009,   location : penny lane.      [   IMAGE DESCRIPTION : maite, aged twelve, stares at the camera with her arms crossed over her chest, a deep frown visible. her long, dark hair is tousled by the wind and covers half of her face anyways. she's standing next to her mother in front of her grandparents' house, who has a vice grip on her daughter's shoulder. maite's white dress is covered in grass stains and mud splashes, her knees all scratched up.   ]

she's never been good at listening to her mother— or anyone else for all that matters. it's her grandmother's 60th birthday and they invited friends and family alike to a backyard party. her mom spent her last three paychecks saving money to buy maite a brand new dress. she's been huffing and puffing as she put it on earlier that day. the dress is too tight and the fabric too itchy— too clumsy and restricting to properly run after her cousins in the garden. despite her mother's warnings to be careful while horsing around, maite still manages to ruin the dress. when she sheepishly makes an appearance at lunch, her mother reprimands her in front of everyone before walking off in tears. it leaves maite with a heavy pit in her stomach. ever since her father left earlier that year, all she seems to do is make her mother sad. it makes her feel like the world's biggest fuck up ever, and she can't help but break her head over what she could do to make her mother love her again. it's a futile pursuit.

⟡      dated november 2013,   location : cider point.      [   OBJECT DESCRIPTION : a black taco bell employee visor. the hat is still in perfect condition.   ]

they're drowning financially, worse than ever before. her grandfather has recently passed and left a whole stack of medical debt in his wake. since maite's sixteen now and pretty much flunking all of her classes ( opting to skip school and get high with friends instead ), her mother suggests she should finally make herself useful and bring home some money instead. disgruntled and entirely unwilling, she finds herself a job at the local taco bell. every paycheck goes towards bills until she eventually drops out of high school to take on a second job. maite spends her spare time leeching off friends; going out partying together, having them pay everything, and spending the night at their place. anything to avoid going back home. she's stuck in a downwards spiral, though not very eager to crawl out.

⟡      dated september 2020,   location : penny lane.      [   OBJECT DESCRIPTION : a keychain, holding one set of house keys and several different trinkets. one of the eiffel tower with a "i love paris" inscription, another one of a mini bunny plushie, and then lastly a four leaf clover.   ]

maite only got her act together when her mother received the cancer diagnosis. she accompanied her to the initial hospital appointment, with her mother reaching for her hand ( for the first time in what must've been years ) as the doctor breaks the news to them. she identifies the look on her mother's face as fear. they haven't been living together for over half a decade at that point, spoken only a handful of times on the phone, yet maite still picked up at the first ring when her mother called. so, like any daughter would, she consoles her— assures her that they'll get through this together. her mother looks at her, truly looks at her for what must've been the first time ever, and maite's heart shatters. she can tell her mother doesn't believe her. first she quits drinking. then the drugs. she cuts off a whole bunch of supposed friends who never truly cared for her, only their shared lifestyle. she gets a new job at the local movie theater, stays by her mother's side through the entire treatment and recovery, until she becomes cancer-free. she even manages to save up enough money for a deposit on a brand new apartment in penny lane. she's overtaken by an overwhelming sense of pride as she holds her first set of house keys.

⟡      dated march 2026,   location : taco bell.      [   IMAGE DESCRIPTION : maite smiles bright at the camera, eyes crinkling so hard they're nearly shut. she's standing behind her mother, who is seated, with her arms tightly wrapped around around her thin shoulders. her mother smiles, too, her hands firmly holding onto maite's wrists.   ]