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All things Hawk Pike…

Age: 28 years old Occupation: Firefighter Birthdate: 21st of March 1991 Sexuality: Up to Roleplayer Gender: Male Neighborhood: Bayonne How long they’ve lived in Hallow Grove: Hallow Grove Native Faceclaim: Zeeko Zaki Character Status: Open

History

Hawk wasn’t born in Hallow Grove. In fact, Hawk wasn’t even born Hawk. His name upon birth had been Sidney. Last name unknown. But if you asked him about where he was from, he’d tell you Hallow and nothing else because nothing in his life mattered before then. Hawk was given up as a baby. Dropped on the steps of a fire station with nothing but a blanket and a note that said “My name is Sidney” in the shittiest chicken scratch ever. He wasn’t even dropped off inside. Just left outside for the station to be found by the firefighters who worked there.

He bounced around from foster home to foster home. The longest he’d stayed in one home had been 3 months, until he was 9 years old. It was at 9 years of age that he finally found his way to Marielle Pike. Marielle had a habit of taking in troubled youth and straightening them out. She only took older children, preferably before they reached puberty, because she felt they needed her the most. Most of the kids that came through Marielle’s door went on to be adopted. None stayed for more than three years. Not because they weren’t welcome, but because Marielle felt she had done everything she could do with the child and they needed a family and not just a home.

However, when Sidney came along she knew he’d be a tough one. She could see it by the look in his eyes alone. He was jaded, and didn’t trust worth a damn. When she asked him his name he didn’t respond. Rather, he just looked at the ground. When his social worker tried to answer for him, Marielle cut her off informing her she’d been speaking to him and not her. Marielle then crouched down in front of Sidney and after a long moment of just staring at the child she said something that would stick with him. “You don’t have to tell me your name. Because today you’re getting a new name. I’m going to call you Hawk.” When Hawk finally graced her with his eyes, she asked, “You mind if I call you Hawk?” The boy shook his head indicating he didn’t mind. “Well Hawk, your old name is apart of your old life, and just like your old name you need to let it go and move forward.”

Hawk hadn’t realized the weight she’d lifted off his shoulders that day until he was much older. Marielle had a way at looking at life that made it seem magical. Like every breath was precious. She brought optimism to a child who saw none, and spent days changing the way he viewed the world but never tried to change him. And when he hit puberty two years later, she offered him something she’d never offered any child before. Marielle offered to adopt Hawk. Following through on the offer when he accepted. His adoption certificate became one of his most prized possessions. In it they legally changed his name from Sidney to Hawk Pike. Hawk has the certificate framed on his wall. Like a someone would have pictures of diploma or something.

Being adopted made him an official member of the pack Marielle belonged to. He watched how the alphas within the Mitchell pack acted and emulated their behaviors. Often times this managed to get Hawk into trouble. Especially when it came to fighting, something Hawk was good at before and only got better at as he got older. Which became a rather large problem ended with a fallen wolf who never got back up, and with a parking lot full of witnesses there was no way that Hawk wasn’t going to prison.

With his previous offenses, Hawk was sentenced with five years for involuntary manslaughter, but got out in three due to good behavior. During his time in prison, Hawk learned many things about himself. One being how to settle his anger and impulsive side. He took up drawing and art classes. Art had always been an outlet for him since he was never any good at formal education matters. He also took EMS courses. The EMS had been something his lawyer suggested. Said it would directly contradict the idea that he was killer and that it would look good.

Something about it stuck with him since one of the first things Hawk did once he was out, aside from the usual suspects, was join the fire academy. The man also took more of an interest in his hometown and community matters. Doing whatever he could to support his friends and his mom. Having been away for three years really showed him how much he missed them, as well as how much he wanted to care for the people he cared about in anyway he could.

All things Landon Isaac Raleigh...

Age: 28 years old Occupation: Trainer Birthdate: 25th of April 1990 Sexuality: Up to Roleplayer Gender: Male Neighborhood: Marseille How long they’ve lived in Hallow Grove: November of 2007 Faceclaim: Oliver Jackson-Cohen (Negotiable) Character Status: Open

History

Landon Isaac, preferring to be called Landon since his first name is a mouthful, is an outsider. He always has been and is fairly certain he will always remain one. Part of this feeling was caused by Landon’s being mildly autistic. As smart and as normal as he may seem, his inability to pick up on social cues made for many people to find him strange and a person to be avoided. Things like sarcasm, social norms, vocal inflections, and facial expressions were all a foreign language to him, and unless you told him exactly what you meant there was no way for him to catch on. Then there was the added fact of him not being from town to begin with.

Landon was born in Brisbane, Australia. And though he barely spent much time in the country as a child, he never lost the accent. His mother and father separated before he was born. Leaving his mother alone to raise him on her own. Not able to afford the cost of living in Brisbane on a single income especially after Landon was diagnosed with autism any longer, Landon’s mother had to move back home to Fort Wayne, Indiana with her parents.

The move went as good as it could for as long as it could. However, in between Landon’s mother’s desire to be on her own again and the constant fighting Landon seemed to be getting into as he got older it was no wonder the good eventually turned bad.Granted the fighting wasn’t entirely his fault, but when you managed to win every fight you got into regardless of whether or not you started it, it tended to leave a bad taste in everyone’s mouth. It was Landon’s last fight in Fort Wayne that created the circumstances that forced him and his mother to move to Hallow Grove. During the fight he had been so blinded by rage that he nearly beat a kid to death. Upon being arrested and having his hands registered as legal deadly weapons, he and his mother were given the choice to leave town or be tried as an adult.

Hallow Grove  hadn’t been the families original destination when moving. It was merely a town they were passing through. Though what made the two stay was what they learned while there. Landon’s mother had heard it to be a very accepting town of those who are different and everything she had seen there lead her to believe it to be true. The icing on the cake and what solidified her decision to stay was a job opening as a hairstylist at the salon in town. She wanted nothing more than for her boy to be accepted, and with a possible job in a town that seemed open and endearing, she had no doubts in her move.

Settling in didn’t seem hard, especially since Landon kept to himself for the most part. The exception being his taking refuge at the local gym. But after a year of hardly branching out Landon’s mother finally pushed him to spread his wings. Little did she know what the town she’s pushing her son into had a family who held a great deal of interest in Landon and his fighting abilities.

All things Nicolas “Nic” Danvers...

Age: 33 years old Occupation: Newspaper Reporter/Designer & Adjunct Professor Birthdate: 27th of July 1985 Sexuality: Bisexual Gender: Male Neighborhood: Province How long they’ve lived in Hallow Grove: March of 2018 Faceclaim: Michiel Huisman

History

Nicolas Danvers was born, raised, and educated in Houston, Texas. As the only child, he was expected and groomed to one day take over his father’s business ventures. A polite name for a business that specialized in smuggling illegal goods from other countries for more dangerous people who sold them. Not that Nicolas knew that was what his father was doing when he was a child. All he knew was that the people his father trusted were like family to him.

It was from an early age, growing up around so many people, that Nic learned that family is more about who cares about you than who you’re related to by blood. Nicolas grew up alongside the children of the people his father worked with. Their parents jokingly called them The Pack. There were about a dozen or so of them from varying ages, and though Nic was not the oldest of them, he did turn out to be the informal leader of their pack.

Once Nic got older, the pressures from his father to take on the family business grew. He became more involved in the legal side of their business, until the day that he discovered what his father was really doing. How illegal and dangerous most of the things his father was importing actually were. On that day, his world shifted. Nicolas’ rose-coloured glasses were gone and he had to face the stark reality of who his father really was, not the man that Nic had wanted him to be.

Nicolas was thinking about leaving. He was already in his second year of college, but he could still transfer. He got as far as filling the paperwork out, but then he set them aside and forgot about them. It was around this time that Nicolas became close with a woman named Veronica, whom he later ended up marrying. Looking back he should have realised there were some red flags in their marriage, but he was too blinded with his love to see them. It didn’t take long for his marriage to end in a total disaster about 3 years after saying “I do”.

Because of his disillusionment with his father, Nicolas decided to switch his major from one that his father had wanted for him to one that he really wanted to do: Journalism. Writing was something that had always been an escape for him. When he first started University he got a job writing for the college’s newspaper and fell in love. He loves the idea that everyone has a story to share, and he just wants to accurately share those stories with others.

All things Ambrose Fox…

Age: 43 years old Occupation: Owner of “Blue Collar”; former Rescue Swimmer for the U.S.C.G. Birthdate: 2nd of April 1975 Sexuality: Up to Roleplayer Gender: Male Neighborhood: Bayonne How long they’ve lived in Hallow Grove: Hallow Grove Native Faceclaim: Adam Rodriguez (Negotiable) Character Status: Open

History

Ambrose Fox was born the eldest of three boys all with unusual names. His younger brothers, Magnus and Ignatius, at least had names that could be shortened into nicknames that didn’t sound feminine though. Their mother, Cordelia, was an eccentric woman. Their father often proudly referred to her as his oddball while laughing as he popped the tab on another beer. She didn’t fit into the normal standards. Doing things like ordered their father around like she was born for it despite the fact that she was a stay at home mom and he was head of the Hallow Grove police department. Cordelia also made sure to give him a good whack on the head when he was being especially thick-headed. However, Edgar Fox wasn’t the only one to earn those smacks, either. Turns out all three boys took after their father when it came to bull-headed ideas.

With Hallow Grove being the small town that it is, Cordelia and her three rambunctious boys were well known. Ambrose kept out of trouble, for the most part, in his formidable years. He was forced into the responsible role as the oldest child. Doing things like keeping his idiot younger brothers out of trouble or making sure to beat up anyone who dared bully them. In fact, he was so busy worrying about them he never really got around to worrying about himself.

It wasn’t until his freshman year of his school that it finally happened. Ambrose feel in love. Now his love hadn’t been for another person like most would expect. Granted that should have been expected since Ambrose was never one to do anything by the book. No, Ambrose feel in love with none other than water itself. What should have been surprising is that it didn’t happen sooner. He’d always been a bit of fish. Always ready to visit someone with a pool or go to the lake. Hell, he’d even swim in the gator infested swamps from time to time. Though he’d always considered swimming a hobby, something to do for fun. It was Cordelia who forced him to join the swim team, and inadvertently created his true obsession.

Ambrose wasn’t good at much but he sure as hell could swim. By the time he reached his sophomore year, he was breaking pool records, winning awards and going to state finals. He damn near lived in the school pool. And, when he wasn’t there, he was out swimming laps across the Lake Montriond. He was basically the only person in town who could swim from one end to of the lake to the other, to the residents of Lille’s great annoyance. Especially since he would sometimes sneak into the country club and use their showers.

Water was the place he felt most at home – where he felt like himself. By the time his senior year of high school rolled around, Ambrose knew what he wanted to do with his life. So the moment he graduated he made a bee line for his local recruiters office and joined the United States Coast Guard.

His mother, none too pleased with his decision, cried and begged him not to go. But that was the thing about Ambrose, when he made his mind about something that was it. So he went anyway, packed up his room and never looked back. He was meant for bigger things than Hallow Grove, Louisiana. The moment he stepped off the bus at Sexton Hall in Cape May, New Jersey, his new life began. The next eight weeks were hard, challenging. Ambrose thrived; Feeling at home in the order and with the fellowship of brotherhood. Graduating top of his class, Ambrose was offered his first choice of Navy Class A School. He’d been approved to start his training to become an Aviation Survival Technician (AST). Which he would tell you is just a fancy way to refer to a rescue swimmer. Once he’d graduated from A School, he was stationed up in Kodiak, Alaska. He’d call the state home for the next seven years. Blissfully doing the one thing in life he knew he was meant for until it happened. The accident.

It had been a routine helicopter rescue mission, a boat had capsized in the raging seas off the coast of Alaska. As far as everyone was concerned when they’d been called in is there would be nothing special about it. There were only two swimmers in the water. Ambrose went down, swam out to the first rescuee, helped her into the basket, and watched as they starter to lift her up. He was preparing to help out the second swimmer when he suddenly was seeing stars, being pushed beneath the dark water, unable to get air, the strength of the ocean weighing him down until he was choking and his vision had gone black.

He woke up in the helicopter, having been resuscitated, brought back from the clutches of death. The other swimmer, who’d been in a full blown panic attack had knocked Ambrose unconscious and forced him under, had drowned. Everything changed after that day. The idea of water, a place that had once meant everything to Ambrose, was now a place of doom in his mind that filled him with dread. Add to that the panic attacks he started to experience and what had once been the love of his life was now the thing that made his chest tight and for it hard for him to breathe. 

Ambrose’s love affair with the water had ended, leaving him broken and without a purpose. He served out the rest of his enlistment on desk duty. Then, quietly, he left Kodiak, Alaska to return home to Hallow Grove, where he used the savings he had to buy up The Outlaw. That was five years ago.

All things Caleb Masson…

Age: 28 years old Occupation: Manager of Noel’s Vintage Birthdate: 30th of July 1990 Sexuality: Homosexual Gender: Trans-male Neighborhood: Bayonne How long they’ve lived in Hallow Grove: March of 2009 Faceclaim: Alexander Vlahos

History

Caleb was born in the middle of nowhere Arkansas, the youngest of five children born to rural farmers. It wasn’t a bad life, and Caleb learned how to work from a young age as all the children pitched in to help with the farm chores. There was an eight year gap between Caleb and the youngest of his older siblings and an almost twelve year gap between him and the oldest child. He was never really close with his siblings, as they all tended to fuss over him like parents instead of being real playmates.

The person in his family he was closest to was his mother’s mother, his Grandmother Marie, who probably felt just as alone in the world as he did. She passed away when he was 11, but not before she passed on her witty sense of humor and her language to her only grandchild who had cared to listen to her.

Growing up as a child, Caleb never really seemed to get along well with other children his age. There were friends, but he was never really close with anyone. There was something about him that drew bullies near to him, and the other students didn’t want to also be targeted, so they didn’t hang out with him often. Caleb never really felt like he fit in with his life. It felt like a pair of clothes a size too small that kind of fit, but he knew he would be more comfortable with something else.

At that age, and in the rural Midwest, Caleb was never given the words to describe how he felt. It wasn’t until he got older that he learned it. The word transgender was freeing, like a weight had been lifted off him. Yet, somehow the label made him feel more trapped than he ever had been. He had a word to describe it, a way to identify what he had felt his whole life, but no way to act on it. He kept it quiet, and didn’t say anything to anyone.

But the truth festered under his skin until he had to tell someone. So he told one of his older sisters. She then told their parents. His mother cried and his father yelled, and in the end they chose to ignore anything that Caleb had said. He celebrated his 16th birthday in a house that barely even acknowledge that he lived there anymore. They didn’t kick him out, but when he left they made no effort to stop him.

Caleb had always wanted to visit New Orleans, so he hitchhiked his way across Arkansas and Louisiana to get there. He was more alone than he had ever been, but at the some time he felt free. The first thing that he did when he reached New Orleans was get a haircut and begin introducing himself as Caleb. For the next four years, Caleb would float in and out of shelters designed to keep people like him off the streets. He tried to get jobs, but no one really wanted to give a transgender runaway a chance. No one until Noel.

Having no car and no house, Caleb did not stray very far from New Orleans. He made a few friends, some people he actually trusted a little, who were always travelling up to this place called Hallow Grove for raves in these abandoned warehouses. He began to tag along with his friends, and though he was just seeing one portion of the town, he began to fall in love.

After three years on the busy streets of New Orleans, the quaint and quiet atmosphere of Hallow Grove was a breath of fresh air. That’s when Caleb started spending more and more time there, just wandering around and taking in the town. On one of his early morning walks while the rest of his friends were still passed out from the night before, Caleb found Noel’s Vintage. It was a small store that was easy to overlook. Walking in, Caleb was instantly in love with the organized chaos of it all. It felt like every surface was covered with something, and every surface had a story to tell.

On a whim, Caleb saw a help wanted sign at check-out and asked about it. Noel in his old age was looking for help around the store: lifting, cleaning, minding the front, that sort of thing. There was no reason to give Caleb a chance, but Noel must have seen something in Caleb that everyone else had overlooked a long time ago.

Caleb crashed on a friend’s couch in Hallow Grove for a few weeks, then not wanting to overstay his welcome, started sleeping in one of the warehouses the raves were thrown in. It wasn’t the warmest place Caleb had ever stayed, but not the coldest either. Then one day as he was climbing out the window of the warehouse, Noel happened by. Caleb tried to play it off, but even Noel knew that people didn’t live in the warehouses if they could help it.

The next day, Caleb wasn’t sure what he was expecting, but certainly not what happened next. Noel took Caleb to the upstairs of the store, a little attic room that was once the living quarters for the shopkeeper. Noel used it for storage, and the whole apartment needed updating and fixing, but Noel said that he was worried about people breaking in to the store so would like it if Caleb could clean it up and stay here. Caleb didn’t even hesitate in agreeing, and managed to wait until Noel went back down stairs before bursting into tears.

All things Jack Leighton...

Age: 38 years old Occupation: Aerospace Engineer Birthdate: 3rd of September 1984 Sexuality: Bisexual Gender: Male Neighborhood: Marseille How long they’ve lived in Hallow Grove: April of 2013 Faceclaim: Jake Gyllenhaal

History

Jack was born under slightly unusual circumstances. Those being of his parentage. Instead of having a mother and father, he had two mothers, Marie & Susan, who desperately wanted a child, yet could not afford the costly treatments of in vitro fertilization nor could they get approved to adopt a child. This was causing a bit of stress on their relationship, causing the women to fight and bicker unnecessarily. Needing desperately to fix what was going awry in their relationship, the women proposed a trip to Vegas hoping it’d rekindle the spark that was fading.

It was there the idea came to them, whilst drinking by the poolside. There was an abundant amount of men in the city due to it being winter break and all. And once the two women got to thinking they kept adding on. Joking about how Marie could bed any man here, and since the guy would more than likely be drunk, and it was Vegas, they’d never have to worry of seeing or hearing from him again. It was a drunken idea, not well thought out, nor truly thought it’d ever come into fruition. However, Marie couldn’t shake the idea and decided to act on the plan.

It wasn’t until a month later upon returning to Detroit, did the women learn that they were indeed pregnant.Too overjoyed with the news to care about the specifics, they quickly set on their way to starting the family they dreamed of.  Agreeing to have Susan adopt their son once he was born and giving him both their names. Having Leighton be his last name since he was genetically Marie’s, and Ainsley being his middle name to represent Susan. Although that blissful cloud nine they were living on was brought back to reality around the time Jack had turned two.

While shopping in the neighborhood market, Jack had wandered off to another aisle. Where Marie found him talking to a man. Too much in a panic to acknowledge the guy, she immediately went for her son. “Your boy looks just like mine,” she heard the man say, which caused Marie to give a real look at the male’s face. Immediately recognizing him for the man who’d gotten her pregnant. Marie couldn’t have been more in shock, and there really was no playing it off as if Jack weren’t his. And to make matters worse, Susan came to join the two moments later, to come face to face with the man who’d fathered her child.

The news had affected the three in unexpected ways. Susan and Marie began to fight again over countless things. All of which involving Jack in some way or form. After much contemplation, the family moved to Ann Arbor. In some ways, it was also an attempt to save their relationship. Initially after the move, allowing Jack’s father some chances to meet with the boy, but eventually as time passed the visits slowed until they eventually ceased all together, just like Susan & Marie’s relationship. Susan was awarded full custody of Jack, being the more responsible parent, but he still spent time with both of his mothers along with their eventual partners.

As Jack grew older, he forgot all about Detroit and everything that came with the city. Including his father, who’d only been introduced to him as his mother’s friend. He’d seen how monogamy worked for Susan, and how it didn’t seem to work for Marie as she went through a laundry list of lovers. Slowly forming his own opinion of what love was and how a man should be.

By the time, Jack had graduated high school, he’d discovered multiple passions. Although the one consistent in his life always being his love for the sky and his desire to fly. Jack had wanted to get his pilot’s license, but at his mother’s insistence he went to college. Jack attended Syracuse University, and with the help of his advisor found a major in aerospace engineering. Loving the craft so much that he knew he had to have a career in it.

Upon graduating Jack moved back home to Ann Arbor to be close to his mothers. Also, what was there not to love about a college town. True to his word he began working on getting his pilot’s license, while performing contract jobs here and there. A routine had formed, and Jack went on partying and living his life. Until one day he received a letter from his past.

The letter was from Jack’s father, a man that had never really crossed Jack’s mind. And to know the guy even existed was a shock. In the letter, Jack learned about the man who he’d never even realized he’d known. As well as what was the most shocking news of all, which declared that Jack had a brother the same age as him. Unsure of what to do with this news, Jack put the letter in a book on one of his shelves intending on never thinking of it again.

It wasn’t long before he met the woman who’d capture his interest and become his girlfriend. He charmed her, eager to get to know her, and loving her more and more for each fact he learned. What made her even more interesting was how open-minded she was. Eventually the couple moved in together, it was during the move that Juniper found the letter and insisted that Jack find his brother. After a bit a prodding Jack finally agreed, stating he’d do so after he finished his pilot’s license.

True to his word, Jack started considering private investigators to find his brother. Wanting nothing short of the best though, he quickly realized he’d need more cash than his contract jobs could provide. So, Jack began searching for a new job, and found one in Hallow Grove. The company was based in Baton Rouge, but had a warehouse space in the small town for which they would hire Jack to work from. Only requiring him to come into the main office once a month. With Juniper on board the two packed up their belongings and moved. Hiring a PI a few months after getting settled in. After a year of living in Hallow Grove, they were finally getting news from the PI of Jack’s brother full name and how he also lived in Hallow Grove. You could imagine their suprise to learn the one person they were trying to find had been right under their nose the whole time.

Life in the small town was turning out to be perfect for Jack. He and his brother hit it off. Their relationship immediately fell into that of a brotherly nature without the awkwardness of being two grown men when they finally learned who the other truly was. Jack was quickly rising within the company. His input changing the way they did business and creating more profits. Then he had met Toni who he was certain was the third to his and Juniper’s relationship. And things had been going well at first. However, Juniper had been lying to Jack. She couldn’t handle having to share him and grew angry and resentful towards him. It caused so much turmoil that all three split. Leaving Jack all alone in a house too large for one person.

For a while Jack felt aimless. He considered leaving Hallow Grove a time or two. Spending more time at the Baton Rouge office, going back to his philandering ways, and doing just about anything to keep himself busy and away from the home that reminded him of all he’d lost. And yet being away never made it feel any better. In fact Jack felt worse away from Hallow than he did in it. The town had become home and he refused to let a broken heart dictate his life. So when a friend of his needed a bigger place to live for her and her son but couldn’t afford to buy her own house, Jack offered for her to come move in with him. The opportunity to change his life came he took it.

All things Doutzen Saint James...

Age: 32 years old Occupation: Orthopedic Surgeon Birthdate: 13th of June 1986 Sexuality: Hetero-Demisexual Gender: Female Neighborhood: Province How long they’ve lived in Hallow Grove: August of 2004 Faceclaim: Kat Graham

History

Doutzen’s mother came from a proper Christian family. One that believed in marriage, structure, and rules. So, when Doutzen’s father came around, it was beyond clear that the family did not approve. Which only caused her mother to want him more. What she didn’t want, nor expect was the baby that came along with it. This inevitably had her mother’s family demanding they marry and settle down. Doutzen was only six when her mother finally split with the family’s neighbor who’d she’d been having an affair with.

Douzten’s father could immediately see that his daughter longed for her mother, but had no clue how to handle the loss. Especially since emotionally she had lost her mother before she was even born. He tried talking to her, but Doutzen wouldn’t give. It was six months later when it finally hit him on how to get through to his daughter. “Junebug, how’d you like to go dancing?” he asked her, and was immediately rewarded with a light in her eyes. Her father took her to her first dance lesson, and Doutzen took to dancing like a fish to water.

It was there she met her childhood friend, Ophelia. Doutzen had thought the girl strange, but she liked that she had the moxie to be herself. The two girls were inseparable. Doutzen spent plenty of time at Ophelia’s house. Which was great since Ophelia’s mother saw how much Doutzen needed a woman’s presence in her life and did the best she could to the fill the gap her own mother had left. She enjoyed having the company of another girl. It also helped for those things that Doutzen’s dad couldn’t relate to. Not to mention, the relationship brought out the inner child that Doutzen had locked away.

Time passed, and Doutzen began to grow into a beautiful young woman. Taking on responsibilities around the house and focusing on school and dance. The girl was wicked smart, and did well in high school. One day Doutzen had been at Ophelia’s house studying, as she usually did, when she got the news that her father had been injured while working. She’d been lucky enough to have the chance to make it to the hospital in time to say goodbye to the man. His last words to her being, “Be like dust.” Something only the two would understand.

A few months later Doutzen’s college acceptance letters came in. She didn’t know how to feel. She didn’t know where to go. She was about as clueless and as heartbroken as one could imagine. Doutzen had no clue how to make a decision that would effect her life forever when all she wanted to do was curl into a ball and cry. So she did the only thing she knew would make her happy, she danced her way to an answer. One that lead her to Toulouse University in Hallow Grove. The school had been one her father had suggested she apply to. Having always wanted to take his daughter back to New Orleans, and show her where he grew up. It was close enough to the city that she could spend time there and experience the culture, but wouldn’t be tempted to lose focus from her studies. Not to mention the school covered her tuition in its entirety.

The girl packed up what remained of her life, and moved down south to the small town. It wasn’t long before she received her bachelor’s degree. Although upon finishing, she found that she had no desire to leave the small town, as it had become her home. Doutzen reenrolled in Toulouse to study medicine, in hopes of getting all the things her father wished she’d had but could never get her. Although now without a full scholarship to help her, Doutzen spent her time stripping off her clothes and dancing on stage by the name of Honey to pay for school. She was never ashamed. In fact, in some ways she was a bit proud of her time as a dancer. However, she was in no way boastful about it. She just knew that not everything in life is sunshine and rainbows and some things require a bit of dirty work.

Oddly enough it was stripping which lead her to the man that would change her life entirely. After losing Ophelia and her father, both in different ways, Doutzen hadn’t wanted to get close to anyone again. Not truly close at least. Yet Nevada had snuck his way into her life and eventually her heart. Before she even knew what was going on she was head over hills in love with the man. He understood her in ways no one else had and for that she was forever grateful and what allowed her to open herself up to the idea of having a family again.

During her residency at the hospital, Doutzen became pregnant. Though a surprise to her and Nevada both it was a welcomed one. Doutzen powered through the remainder of her residency before giving birth and taking her maternity leave. It was during that time the couple had decided that Nevada would stay home with their daughter while Doutzen returned back to the hospital. The two didn’t want to kill either’s dreams when it came to raising their family and that seemed like the best compromise. Especially since Nevada could compose anywhere while being an orthopedic surgeon required more hours in a hospital than at home.

All things Neslyn Beinte...

Age: 31 years old Occupation: Veterinarian Birthdate: 13th of May 1987 Sexuality: Bisexual Gender: Female Neighborhood: Province How long they’ve lived in Hallow Grove: April of 2016 Faceclaim: Teresa Palmer

History

Neslyn had the typical American family, the genes that ran through their blood came down from a long line of magnanimous relatives. Nes seemed to set back from it all. Quiet and remained to herself, unlike the others, who were more opinionated, and straightforward. Growing up wasn’t always easy, but it got a little more relaxed alongside two of her cousins. When it came to summers in Riverside, Iowa, they always found themselves out wandering in the back woods, searching for geodes or Morel Mushrooms. They were a mischievous bunch, pranking each other’s parents, fooling one another in the act. The threesome couldn’t be separated; they were her best friends after all.

Though the child still felt left out among them, Neslyn was the only child in her household; it came a time where she had begged her parents for another sibling. Beyond the nagging, her wish didn’t come true. As the years continued growing up in the small town and finally breaking away from grade school. She heard the most devastating news; her father had gotten offered a better job, out in New York. Nes knew this would be a big change for her. From a small Iowa town to a packed NYC suburb. It was heartbreaking altogether, saying goodbye to her hometown and all of her family. So at the age of thirteen, Neslyn moved on to something bigger.

New York was everything she had expected – Cramped, selfish and dirty. All the things Neslyn disliked. Streets, sidewalks were crowded to an extent. Buildings covered the sky; lights blocked out the night stars; making it unable to place any. Only as a young middle school student soon entering high school, she learned to adjust, though she still missed Iowa and along with her cousins. It would only be once in a while; they would venture back home for a family gathering. Much didn’t change from when she was a child. Antisocial and shy, keeping to herself. How she planned on surviving high school was questionable, but some consequences followed. There came times walking through the halls; books slapped out of her hands, shoved into lockers. Hair pulled, named called, and harassed beyond normal. Neslyn fell into a state of depression and anxiety. Even after confronting teachers, nothing seemed to put a stop to the bullying as the hate progressed so did her state of mind.

Inflicting pain onto herself felt like the only relief the blonde could get, whether it was the sharp edge of a razor blade, repeated snapping of a rubber band against her skin. The habit that became one of her worst, and when this pattern reached out of her control. Neslyn found herself on the brink of suicide, but as she dreaded on, dying wasn’t something she could fathom. After letting her parents know of her sickness, they sent her into therapy to try to get help. She found herself getting better and within her last year of high school ending, she had to worry no more about others harassing her. During the time of recovery, she found herself visiting the local zoo. There she studied the animals and fell in love with each and every one; this is where her profound love for all animals came to be. In which, she knew what she wanted to be a Veterinarian.

After graduating high school, she majored in Zoology and Veterinary Medicine while attending NYU. College life was different but still had the same setbacks. Neslyn kept to herself, spending most of studying days in the dorm room. Never once had she even attended a college house party. When she thought the relentless bullying was over, she went through a complication with her dorm mate; Nes found a room to herself. Four years flew by quickly, and with a degree under her belt. There were various options to choose from but none that seemed to stick out.

Not too long after, Neslyn got sick of New York. She contemplated about moving back to Iowa, but there weren’t many local Zoos. Los Angeles became her new destination, knowing that one of her cousins was living there. Neslyn was only twenty-five when she moved across the country. She was plagued with questions of would things be better looking up there? But she took the chance anyway. It hadn’t taken her long to find herself a place to stay, and finally even a dream job. Luckily, her cousin opened up her home for the female to stay which allowed the two to be happily reunited with once again. The Los Angeles Zoo was huge, and the wide variety of animals held a big opportunity for her.

Within a year the brunette made an abundance of friends as well as lost some as well. The following year, she gained her first love – but when a big decision got in the road of their relationship the two split. During the few months that had followed their split, Neslyn seemed lost. LA had become a place where she was no longer happy, so she had packed up and moved back to New York. Luckily her parents still owned a home there; they were more than grateful to let her stay until she figured out otherwise. The time home didn’t last long though due to an unexpected occurrence. Riddled with regret the blonde packed her things and left.