Emplacement - Maison O'Connor
Interagir avec - Jamie, Via Texte ()

Les yeux de Charlie s'ouvrent et il sort du lit, atterrissant fort sur le sol en bois de sa chambre. Il gémit, s'asseyait, se frottait la tête. Il secoua la tête rapidement, se réveillant avant de se lever et de se mettre sur les pieds. Ses cheveux bruns au chocolat étaient en désordre, et il y avait un peu de drool sur le visage, qu'il essuyait à l'arrière de sa main. Choquée par la vue de lui-même dans le miroir, il fit une ligne d'abeille pour la douche, prévoyant de se laver la nuit.
Après sa douche, il a fait son chemin en bas et dans la cuisine, où il s'est versé un bol de céréales et regardé les nouvelles. Ils parlaient encore d'Olivia, alors il a fait très peu d'attention. Il n'avait pas besoin des rappels constants. Il soupira et lava son bol maintenant vide, et retourna dans sa chambre pour saisir son téléphone, en courant une main dans ses cheveux le long du chemin. La maison était étrangement calme aujourd'hui, probablement parce qu'il était le seul là-bas. Sa mère travaillait à l'hôpital, et Colin était en fuite. Il n'a vraiment pas suivi les habitudes d'exercice de son frère, donc il n'était pas positif.
Une fois qu'il a trouvé son téléphone dans la zone de guerre qui était sa chambre, Charlie a commencé à taper un court texto à Jamie, l'un de ses meilleurs amis. Il a pensé qu'ils pourraient rassembler l'équipe, peut-être aller quelque part en ville.
Aux : Jamessss
Si tu n'es pas debout, lève-toi. On devrait rassembler le gang et faire quelque chose.
Le texto a été envoyé et Charlie a rapidement mis sa paire de converses noires, anticipant déjà qu'il quitterait bientôt la maison.
I don't make the rules, but I sure as shit break them

▾ Name:
Charlie David O'Connor
California - Called this by a lot of his friends and fellow students. Got this nickname after moving to Dixie from California five years ago.
▾ Age:
Seventeen
▾ Gender:
Male
▾ Sexuality:
Heterosexual
▾ Piercings, Tattoos, Scars:
No tattoos, but he likes to doodle fountain pens on his forearm, for no reason other than he thinks they look cool. He plans on getting the image tattooed when he turns eighteen. 

▾ Intelligent ▾ Arrogant ▾ Resourceful ▾ Immature ▾
▾ Personality:
Charlie is your classic class clown, and always has been. His mom always taught him that the best way to anyone's hearts was to make them laugh, so that's what he did. He strives to have fun, and give people a fun time, often in the form of elaborate pranks that take him weeks of planning, that more often than not result in detention.
Once you get past the immaturity, Charlie is a really intelligent kid. He loves to read and learn, and is extremely curious. He's resourceful to, and has a knack for using the bare minimum supplies to solve a problem. He values brains over any other trait in a person, and finds himself drawn to the more intelligent inhabitants of Dixie Inn.
But, for all his intelligence, Charlie is a rather flawed teenager. His mouth is too big, and he often doesn't realize when he needs to stop running it. This social ineptitude has gotten him into more than one fight at school, but it hasn't taught him anything. And, years of being the smartest kid in school have given him a great deal of hubris, one that manifests itself as a desire to always be in charge, never wanting to take orders from anyone he deems less intelligent than he. Which is mostly everyone.
▾ Hobbies & Interests:
Outside of his classic practical jokes, Charlie has always found solace in books, as well as writing. He loves to read and could spend a whole day laying in bed with a great book. This love of reading led him to try his hand at writing, short stories mostly, but he does hope to become a novelist some day, or perhaps a screenplay writer. Other than that, Charlie just likes to hang out with friends, and go on whichever crazy misadventures they might get him into. He's always wanted a more exciting life, one like the stories he reads and writes, and so he often explores the town, late at night, in hopes of finding something of interest.
▾ Likes & Dislikes:
+ Cats and Dogs
+ Books
+ Food
+ A good pranks
+ Puns
+ Writing
+ Sleep
+ Exploration and adventure
+ Winter
- Reptiles
- Heights
- Corn, in pretty much any form.
- Romance novels
- Any temperature over 90 degrees
- Being bossed around
- Stupid people

▾ Biography:
Charlie was born on a cold winters day in a small Californian town. He grew up on the west coast, with his mother and father, Christina and Mason, and later on his brother. He had a rather happy child hood, and was always popular at school.
And then, when he was twelve, his normally calm life was shredded to bits. He remembers the lights from the police cars most, but the look the man gave him was a close second. It had been a late night for his father, who was a doctor at the local hospital, and he'd been driving on a wet road when he lost control of his car. He'd died at the crash.
After that, his mom uprooted him and his brother and moved them to Dixie Inn. Traumatized by the death of his father and angered by his sudden move, he began to lash out, in the form of his pranks. His mom didn't really care, in fact he got most of his ideas from her. He's since gotten past his father's death, at least mostly, but he still has nightmares about that night.





In our defense, we just find the bodies, we don't make them appear

▾ Name:
Collin Lucas O'Connor
California JR - On account of the fact that he moved to Dixie Inn from California, and he's Charlie's younger brother. Most of Charlie's friends will call him this.
▾ Age:
13 1/2
▾ Gender:
Male
▾ Sexuality:
Heterosexual
▾ Piercings, Tattoos, Scars:
He has a scar on his right shoulder that was left there by a fence that he tried to crawl under.

▾ Inquisitive ▾ Shy ▾ Caring ▾ Hot Headed ▾
▾ Personality:
Collin is a very contrasting figure to his brother. Where his brother is immature and reckless, Collin is cool and collected, the level head of his family. He does share his brother's intelligence and resourcefulness though, and he is extremely curious.
However, Collin's cool and collected exterior can crack at times, and when it does, God help the person who cracked it. His fury can generally be invoked by comments about his family or violence towards his brother or himself. He's also very shy, not very good at socializing with many of the other kids at school. He's easily embarrassed as well, and blushing seems to be second nature to him.
▾ Hobbies & Interests:
Collin loves reading, much like his brother, and he's also an avid cross country athlete. He loves running, and thinks it brings him closer to his father. He also enjoys video games, much like any other teenager, and he will sometimes spend whole days inside, staring at the TV. His favorite genre of books is mystery, although he's always up for a good sci-fi novel or an adventure one even.
▾ Likes & Dislikes:
+ Mystery
+ Pizza
+ Video Games
+ Running
+ His family
+ Cats
- Broccoli
- Being Insulted
- Big groups of people
- Spiders
▾ Other:
None

▾ Biography:
Born the second child of Christina and Mason O'Connor, Collin had a normal childhood. He and his family took yearly summer vacations and he played little league baseball while his brother complained about having to go to the games. It was a normal suburban life. Until that night.
Collin doesn't remember it like his brother does, but it hit him harder. He was closer to his father and when his mom told him that he wasn't coming home, he drew back into himself. He became much more reserved, much less friendly. It was only worsened when he was moved to Dixie Inn, away from all the memories he'd made when his family was whole.
He had hated Dixie Inn for the longest time. His classmates teased him for his western accent, and he couldn't stand the heat. But, he eventually found a few friends, kids who he became very close with in the coming years. While he remained a shy boy, he began to come out of his shell, and move past the incident that had haunted much of his earlier years. While he's not as healed as Charlie, he's getting there. He thinks running has definitely helped that, since it was the same sport his dad did.