Poésie Bluebell Carolina Sundance
 


Le Festival du Premier Jour
II: Personne en particulier

La poésie s'humiliait doucement, nageant à travers la foule, chaque pas comme celui d'une danse groovine, avec un tourbillon ici et là. Elle n'avait pas d'argent à dépenser pour les festivités, mais elle aimait l'atmosphère joyeuse. Et c'était une belle journée. Pourquoi la laisser tomber? Elle pourrait créer son propre amusement. Le soleil jouait dans ses cheveux et la douce brise était son partenaire dansant. Aujourd'hui, elle venait de se réveiller avec le printemps épais dans ses veines, et sa grand-mère disait toujours que vous devriez écouter ce dont votre corps a besoin. Aujourd'hui, la poésie devait danser.
Elle tend la main sur un poteau qui tenait l'une des tentes de jeu. Lâcher un rire, la fille comme l'esprit a ignoré les sourires et se moque de son comportement étrange. Ça ne lui ferait pas changer qui elle était. Ils pouvaient regarder et rire et dire tout ce qu'ils aimaient. Ils s'ennuieraient tôt ou tard. Elle s'amuse alors qu'elle s'égare et dérive entre les matchs, son halo d'or d'argent coulant doucement derrière elle.


Obéron Démétrius Grimbald



Blessures
Pas un...

Oberon regardait avec un intérêt subtil. Les contusions sur son estomac étaient douloureuses en signe de protestation à sa position assise, de sorte que le garçon lanky est noir penché en arrière dans l'ombre sur les gradins. Son regard sombre balayait les gens qui semblaient être dans sa classe.
Mlle Prim et la vraie blonde...
Mlle blonde cachée...
Un photographe et un athlète qui semblaient être des frères...
Encore une autre Miss blonde avec un sens de la mode simple et élégant et pourrait tirer du blanc... Mlle brunette timide essayant de se faire des amis...
Miss bourdon agressif et bruyant...
Un mec costumé et un renard de garçon avec une tête rouge énergique...
Un garçon qui essaie de ne pas se faire prendre en train de vérifier les filles...
Un hippie bizarre...
Le garçon qui était venu bien plus tard que les autres et qui avait perdu son souffle...
Souris en sueurs noires...
Complètement ennuyeux et complètement sous-moyenne gamin qui pensait probablement qu'il avait l'air bon en noir, quand il n'a tout simplement pas...
Miss fille à côté de la porte... gars dur... Athlète...
C'est un type affreux qui sourit et qui flétrit la moitié des élèves de toute l'école...
Il est passé par la liste et comme elle a grandi plus il est devenu détendu. Ces enfants n'ont pas l'air vicieux ou violent. Eh bien, pas la majorité d'entre eux de toute façon. Et le garçon était blonde cette année. Et en noir aussi, apparemment. Eh bien, imaginez ça. Il était à la mode pour une fois. Le moindre sourire hantait ses lèvres percées. Peut-être que la chance serait de son côté et qu'ils ne prendraient pas leur divertissement dans la souffrance des autres. Son sourire a disparu.
J'en doute.
Poetry Bluebell Carolina Sundance



“Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet."
- Plato

Call Me a Lazy Lackwit or Call Me an Old Soul
|| NAME ||
Poetry Bluebell Carolina Sundance
"Spring Breeze" (grandparents)
|| GENDER ||
 Female
|| AGE ||
Five-and-Ten Summers (15)
|| GRADE ||
Ninth
|| SEXUALITY ||
Exploring~
|| RELATIONSHIP STATUS ||
Free as a bird
|| MORE IN-DEPTH APPEARANCE ||
 A willowy slip of a girl, she is just five foot two, and if she is anything like the rest of the women in her family, she'll only get an inch or two before halting in height. Coming from a family that has ancestry in Sweden, Finland, Iceland, and Ireland, she is as pale as the first snow and has hair so delicate in color, that only when it's wet does it shine through as blonde. Her eyes are like placid crystal lakes, framed in frosted lashes that she has to put mascara on. She prefers her clothes free flowing and breeze, sewing flowers on thrift shop bellbottom jeans, wearing hippie headbands, and long dangling necklaces that almost touch her belly. If she isn't wearing her grandmother's thick soled boots, she is rocking Converses and All-Stars, with mismatched faded colors on each foot. She likes to go mostly makeup free, but enjoys lipstick and lipgloss, as well as painting her nails mismatching colors with tiny sloppy designs. Poetry is much like her hippie family, always wearing a daydreamy look or a sunburst of a smile. Oh and don't tell anyone but she gave herself a tiny peace sign tattoo on her thigh with india ink from the art supply store and a sewing needle.



It's All Groovy In This Sunshine Parade
|| PERSONALITY TRAITS ||
Easy Going, Sweet, Idealistic, Observant, Generous, Determined, Naive, Day Dreamer, Honest, Nomadic when it comes to social groups, Independent, Untrusting, Creative
|| PERSONALITY ||
She's odd, just like her name. The smell of patchouli on her clothes should have gave you a heads up. This is a girl who looks like she should be in an old photo of Woodstock or living in the forest with her parents making flower crowns. When she walks she sort of saunters and bobbles, almost like she is dancing to music no one else can hear. And when she talks, it's all long and slow and sloping, like someone who's slept too long. But she just can't help it, since she'll only ever be the way she is and the way she grew up to be. And if her unashamed old-fashioned hippie interests weren't enough, Poetry enjoys making up nicknames for the others around her.
And they can't help but give her nicknames back. Oh, sure she'd gotten made fun of. But she doesn't mind very much, or at least she tries not to. Wouldn't it be so cool of her to just not even care what other's say about her? But she's a girl at a tender age, just like any other. And when people make fun of her it does hurt. Maybe she'll find a spot to cry for a bit or murmur melancholy poems that don't rhyme to the sky outside, but eventually that gloomy overcast passes and her sunny smile is back. A flower that bounces back after a drought, Poetry she a girl who is pretty skilled and practiced in picking herself back up to keep on truckin'.
Of course, making friends is easy for someone so easy going and friendly, but she'd never had a best friend or anyone close like that. Not her. It isn't as though she doesn't want them, it's just that everyone seems more than fine getting in deep with themselves and them moving on to their normal groups of friends. Perhaps it's her understanding ways, but it can be disheartening, being a Human Diary. Everyone is more that fine with telling her their problems and deep hurts and secrets and worries... But Poetry has never had anyone like that for herself. And she really would like not to feel so lonely anymore...
|| QUIRKS ||
● Biting on the inside of her cheek
● Using oooooold lingo and slang
● Complimenting people she hardly knows
● Picking up litter
● Humming to herself
● Making up poems for fun out of no where

|| HOBBIES ||
● Sewing
● Reading
● Sketching and Painting
● Finding pretty places to daydream
● Listening to music
● Cooking something tasty to munch on
|| LIKES & DISLIKES ||
+ The groovin' style of the sixties and seventies
+ animals and plants and all that nature stuff
+ getting to know people so she can figure out what makes them tick
+ Doing well on tests and not even having to try
- Being called a cheater or a liar because someone can't keep up
- Being told she needs to get her head out of the clouds
- Hearing that dreams can't come true
- Hearing people being unsympathetic and antagonistic


Give Me a Daisy And I'll Give You a Kiss
|| FAMILY MEMBERS ||
Father - Alchemy Monroe Moonstar Sundance - Carpentder and Metal-Work Artist
Mother - Ode Sugarsweet Bethany Sundance - Deparment Store Sales Associate
Older Brother - "Gregory" Zest Sparrow Gregory Sundance - Attending College
Grandmother - Unna Moonlight Jubilee Nordar - Librarian and Farmer
Grandfather - Afrid Rebel Bravery Nordar - Mechanic and Farmer
|| HOUSE DESCRIPTION ||
 A old white house that has been added onto through the years as the family grows.


Kitchen and dining room area

Entry way (where you take off your shoes, thank you)

Her double bedded room in the attic, that used to be her mother's and her aunt's.

The sunroom, where all kinds of indoor plants are grown.


The out door porch sitting area overlooking the back gardens and gazebo.

|| CAR BIKE DESCRIPTION ||
 A white cruiser with a basket in the front that is easy to ride and never gives her much trouble.


If Only The World Were Big And Bright Like Dreams
|| BIOGRAPHY ||
Growing up a flower child of sorts from a family of eccentrics and artists can have more pressure than one might think. After all her elder brother refuses to be called by his birth name and instead goes by 'Gregory' and wants to - gasp - become a doctor! So most of the family hopes fall to Poetry. Hopes that she blossoms into an artist of some kind with a rebellion towards normal society and perhaps even a tendency to bend the rules a bit. They want her to lead a wonderful, colorful life of adventure and beauty. And she hopes that she does too, but perhaps just a little bit of stable normalcy isn't such a bad thing? All she wishes to find a comfortable balance in her life, to be who she is and to live life in her own way, but also in a way that doesn't disappoint her doting odd ball family too much. That's not so much to ask is it?
|| THEME SONG ||
 Little Man - Sonny and Cher
Little man, when you stand by my side
Then I know I don't have to hide from anyone
And I pray that we'll stay just that way
'Till the day comes along when we catch the sun.
Little girl you're runnin'
Come catch my hand I'm near you
Little girl you're singin'
Come close to me I hear you
You're growin' old, my mother's cold
Now it's time that you learned what it meant to be mature
There's no such place as make believe
But when I look at your face,
I'm not so sure
Little girl you're runnin'
Come catch my hand I'm near you
Little girl you're singin'
Come close to me I hear you
You and me is what I see
And that's the way its gonna stay and it will always be
So little man, please understand
In this world with all its land
You're all I see
Little girl you're runnin'
Come catch my hand I'm near you
Little girl you're singin'
Come close to me I hear you
Little girl you're runnin'
Come catch my hand I'm near you
Little girl you're singin'
Come close to me I hear you
|| OTHER ||
She is a practicing Pagan just like most of her family members~ 



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Poetry Bluebell Carolina Sundance
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"Give me your sincerity and I'll give you friendship."

| ☀ Friends | ✌ Neutral | ☕ Who? | ☠ Back Off- Please | ⚜ Acquaintances | ✸ Best friends | ❤ Crush | ❧ Dating | 


|| LILY WESTBURG || 
✌"Seems like a groovin' gal I could mellow with~"✌
She's never met her.
|| JACOB MCKINNON || 
✌"S'all good in the neighborhood~"✌
She's never met him.
|| CALEB MCKINNON || 
❤"Makes me smile like he's sunshine itself~ He can call me anytime~"❤
She likes his smile.
|| RONIN TANZINI || 
✌"I know of him. Seems like he's got skittlez with the sports~ Kudoz, man, kudoz~"✌
She doesn't really know him.
|| NICOLETTA SORIANO || 
✌"Heard she buzzes like a bee all day long. Color me green with envy and invite me to tea~"✌
She's never met her.
|| CASSANDRA JANE ROWLEY || 
☕"Never heard of her~"☕
She hasn't met or heard about Cass.
|| CONAN Ó FAOLÁIN || 
☕"Hm? Well, I've never met him or heard of him~ Is he nice?"☕
She hasn't met or heard about the Faolain.
|| MAEVE Ó FAOLÁIN || 
☕"I haven't met anyone named Maeve~ Nice Celtic name though~ It means 'raven' right?"☕
She hasn't met or heard about the Faolain.
|| TADHG Ó FAOLÁIN || 
☕"I haven't met anyone named Tadhg. But yet again another groovin' nametag~"☕
She hasn't met or heard about the Faolain.
|| FRANCISCO MANUEL CORTEZ-WILLIAMS || 
☕"Who?"☕
She hasn't met or heard of Francisco.
|| NATHANIEL ZANE ALDERSON || 
⚜"I've seen him a few times. He's quieter than a sleepy summer day."⚜
She's seen him around town and tried talking to him once or twice.
|| WYNONA GRAY BELVUE || 
☕"Hm? Should I know her? Is she cool to chat with?"☕
She hasn't met or heard of her.
|| LILAC DIANA RIDER || 
☕"No go on the pogo, I'm afraid."☕
She hasn't met or heard of her.
|| THOMAS LUKE JONES || 
⚜"Oh I know him~! That Tommy Boy is a pretty mellow guy~"⚜
He's the friend of a son of one of her father's clients.
|| Sonny Kassem || 
⚜"Oh yeah he comes over to the house all the time~ We feed him and chat with him~ He ain't so bad~ Just give him a chance to soften up to you and you'll see he's groovy in no time~"⚜
His family and her family are friends. He's a good bit taller than her, which makes him ideal for huggin on. And he can be rather sweet when he's not trying to act tough. She likes his sweet side. And he's warm and he smell good and he's a great hugger. Who wouldn't like him? She just genuinely doesn't understand who wouldn't like him.

|| INDIANA RYDER || 
✌"Indiana? Oh I know her some too~ She doesn't talk much."✌
She's seen her around.
|| CLYDE CHRISTOPHER LEE || 
⚜"He can be kinda scary looking, even though I think he tries to do his best in everything. I think he's just a bit awkward. It makes him kind of cute, you know?"⚜
Another person she doesn't know very well but would like to, she finds him interesting. He's a giant to her and so that is what she calls him: The Giant. But it is never meant negatively. She likes him and can see that he tries hard to do his best in everything he tries to take on. Poetry finds him physically attractive and also enjoys his personality. She'd love to nurture and dote on him.
|| ABBIE MCGUMFFERY || 
☀"That girl is made from 100% good friend material. I hope we hang out more."☀
She's totally bent on becoming really good friends with her. She finds her loyalty an astoundingly wonderful feature to her unique personality. And she really likes her view on things. It always ends up making Poetry think. She finds her totally groovin' and hopes that they can become besties in the future.
|| SADIE HILL || 
✌"A personal line of thought about that character"✌
A more detailed description of relationship with the character.
|| Ezera "EJ" Jameel Porter || 
✌"He makes Kassy Boy smile, so I like him."✌
She doesn't really know him, but she likes how he is around Kas. And she can see that he has a soft and caring side to him, so she thinks he's splendid, especially for someone who's with Amelia. He's good medicine, as her grandmother would say.

|| Ebony Nicole Washington || 
☀"That gal is like liquid gold, ya know? She's beautiful, talented and down right ace~"☀
Poetry really enjoys 'Ebony-Gold's company and think that she is a beautiful person. She thinks that her personality just like gold, rare and wonderful, always shining brightly even on the gloomiest of days. Hanging out with her is just pure and undiluted sunshine. If she could be someone for Ebony to rely on, she'd be just as pleased as a peach and down right honored.

|| Amelia Rashfree || 
✌"Heart-breaking, that gal... I think it's totally bouge what she is going through. I don't know the dets, but man, I want to invite her over to my house sometime. Girl could use some TLC and a nice cup of grandmama's dooby tea."✌
She doesn't know much about her, but she feels some real empathy for the girl. It brings out her mothering side, wanting to have her over at her home and with her loving family so the girl can relax and feel good at least for bit. She really wants to be her friend, if only to help carry some of the burden she has and maybe be a someone to lean on in times of need.

|| Mazdak Dresden || 
"A personal line of thought about that character"
A more detailed description of relationship with the character.

|| Blake Quartz Rooke || 
☀"That dude is cooler than ice, ya get me? He's mellow and right as rain~"☀
Poetry enjoys Blakey-Boy's company and hopes to get to hang out with him more. She finds him generous and kind and a very good looking guy, though probably just in an aesthetic way. He feels like a brother to her. And of course if he ever needs anything, she'd drop everything and be there for him. He's so generous, he deserves people being just as generous back.

|| Allison Harlan || 
"A personal line of thought about that character"
A more detailed description of relationship with the character.





Oberon Demetrius Grimbald



“Some ghosts are so quiet you would hardly know they were there.”
- Bernie Mcgill, The Butterfly Cabinet

If I Capture You With My Gaze, Run Far Away
|| NAME ||
Oberon Demetrius Grimbald
"Ya Ass" (father)
"Lazy Brat" (stepmother)
|| GENDER ||
 Male
|| AGE ||
Fifteen
|| GRADE ||
Ninth
|| SEXUALITY ||
Love is pain, a thorn on the sweetest rose (aka heck if he knows)
|| RELATIONSHIP STATUS ||
As alone as the moon shining through the suffocating clouds in an autumn night
|| MORE IN-DEPTH APPEARANCE ||
 “Oh, he did look like a deity – the perfect balance of danger and charm, he was at the same time fascinating and inaccessible, distant because of his demonstrated flawlessness, and possessing such strength of character that he was dismaying and at the same time utterly attractive in an enticing and forbidden way.” A tall and mature looking boy, always dressed in thrift store elegance of colors that are as dark as spilled ink over an artwork. He is elegant looking for a boy his age, with an ever morose expression and brooding deep dark eyes. His wild hair is the darkest shade of brown, like ashen bark in the dead of winter. He always is well groomed and put together, though he wears long sleeves and pants all the time, to cover bruises and wounds graciously given by his father. He is able to mend and put together his own clothes, so he is never ashamed of his gentlemanly gothic appearance. His ears are gauged and his lip is pierced, and there are a few illegal tattoos on his flawless skin, gifts from his stepmother who enjoys practicing on him, if only to be able to touch him. He is a dark cloud in the pristine blue sky of teenage youth, but never ever think of him as weak, for if anything is strong than his reserved etiquette it is his boiling deep seeded anger.



I Am The Storm Itself, Leaving Destruction In Its Wake
|| PERSONALITY TRAITS ||
Reserved, Sharp Witted, Polite, Brooding, Dark, Stubborn, Poetic, Mature, Blunt, Aloof, Independent, Untrusting, Inventive, Instinctual
|| PERSONALITY ||
He is his birth mother's child, quiet and polite and not one to rock the boat. Until the boat gets overly out of control of course. Then it is time for all that hidden rage to unleash itself. Stubborn and brooding, he'd rather try to ignore others than risk getting into arguments, but this plan doesn't always work with his hidden temper. Burdened with guilt and a craving for affection, it has twisted him into a solitary abnormality among his peers. His old fashioned way of speaking and dressing might be over looked, but he excels in his studies and can hold intellectual conversations with his own teachers. This is a tad bit irritating to those his age. So for the most part he keeps his distance and sometimes his aloof coldness can be misunderstood as arrogance and condescension.
He doesn't see anyone beneath him, however, unless they are cruel and stupid of course. But he also has a bit of a problem with authority figures, never giving them respect right away. You have to earn your respect from him. And this causes friction among him and some of the male teachers, who sometimes try to take him down a peg by asking more difficult questions and trying to catch him off guard. They'll be sorely disappointed. At home all he ever can do to escape his dark reality is to get lost in learning and in books and in poetry or history or even math.
His mind is always working, spinning and trying to absorb as much as it can. Knowledge is power. And living with your parents isn't forever, thankfully. So he will hone his own weapon of power, gain all the ground he can while underneath the thumb of his wretched father, and then he will burst free from this place as soon as possible. Seventeen is only two years off. In the meantime he'll just bide his time. Waiting. Watching. Planning.
|| QUIRKS ||
● Tapping his fingers
● Being overly polite
● Using decorative diction
● Sighing
● Running his fingers through his hair
● Observing others

|| HOBBIES ||
● Reading
● Learning
● Writing
● People watching
● Listening to music
● Sewing or mending his own clothes
|| LIKES & DISLIKES ||
+ The gothic novels of the eighteen century
+ everything that holds a dark beauty
+ imagining the way things will be in the future
+ having deep conversations
- Being called a child or seen as stupid
- Being told he's worth nothing and is tailer trash
- Cruel people who enjoy seeing others hurt
- The government
- His father
- His stepmother
- all of those above in that specific order


My Teeth Will Set Into You Lily Flesh And You Will Know Love
|| FAMILY MEMBERS ||
Father - Carver Spencer Grimbald - Lives off what is left of his trust fund
Mother - Margert Anne Grimbald - Dead
Stepmother - Cherry Fontaine Grimbald - Lazy Layabout
|| HOUSE DESCRIPTION ||
 A long trailer that used too look nice and be well taken care of, now starting to fall apart due to neglect.



I Am The Son Of Shattered Dreams And Lying Love
|| BIOGRAPHY ||
He hates his family. His father is a drunken oaf and his stepmother is a whining idiot. The only one he ever loved was his mother. And she was the only one that ever loved him. But her heart just couldn't take the abuse of his father anymore and she died of over work. High blood pressure runs in the family, so it wasn't like his father could get arrested. But even a child could tell that it was that violent berating man who drove her down, wore her down till she was nothing but a bundle of nerves. And then she died. In in no more than a month he had a new 'mother'. A plastic woman with a high laugh and leering eyes who couldn't keep her hands to herself. And what was worse is that she enjoyed belittling and torturing people just as much as his father. A pair made in the brimstone and flaming lakes of Hell itself. But it won't be forever. Just two more years. Just two more years. Just two more years...
|| THEME SONG ||
 Man Overboard - Puscifer 
Blood sky in the mornin'
Shoulda seen the warnin'
Captain to the Seaman
Man your battle stations
Poseidon's on a mission
'Bout to turn it up to eleven
Captain to the Seaman
Assume crash positions
Toss the extras over
About to take on water
Blood sky every mornin' (All hands on deck, all hands on deck)
Shoulda seen the warnin' (Coulda, shoulda)
Poseidon's on a mission (Brace yourself, brace yourself)
'Bout to turn it up to eleven
Mind the sails, mind the sails (Mind the sails, mind the sails)
All hands on, all hands on deck (All hands on deck)
Women and children first (Women and children first)
Bail sailor, Bail, Bail, Bail (Bail, bail, bail)
Brace yourself, brace yourself (Brace yourself, Brace yourself)
Brace yourself, brace yourself a twelve (Brace yourself a twelve)
All hands on, all hands on deck (All hands on deck)
All hands on, all hands on (All hands on, all hands on)
Blood sky every mornin' (All hands on, all hands on deck)
Shoulda seen the warnin' (Woulda, coulda, shoulda, shut up)
Poseidon's on a mission (Brace yourself, brace yourself)
'Bout to turn it up to eleven (Brace yourself, brace yourself)
Captain to the Seaman (Here come the gails, mind the sails, mind the sails)
Assume crash positions (All hands on, all hands on deck)
Toss the extras over (Women and children, women and children first)
About to take on water (Bail sailor, Bail, Bail, Bail)
Poseidon's on a mission (Brace yourself, brace yourself, brace yourself)
'Bout to turn it up to eleven (Brace yourself, brace yourself, brace yourself)
Poseidon's on a mission (Brace yourself, brace yourself, brace yourself)
'Bout to turn it up to eleven (Brace yourself, brace yourself a twelve, brace yourself a twelve, brace yourself a twelve, brace yourself a twelve)
|| OTHER ||
 He is trying to save up enough money so he can move out of his dad's trailer.



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Oberon Demetrius Grimbald
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"I can see through those mists and airs set on by the average person... Lie to me not, or your poison will destroy what little love I have for you... "

| ☀ Friends | ✌ Neutral | ☕ Who? | ☠ Back Off- Please | ⚜ Acquaintances | ✸ Best friends | ❤ Crush | ❧ Dating | 


|| LILY WESTBURG || 
✌"........Fashionable and kind blonde..."✌
He's never met her.
|| JACOB MCKINNON || 
✌"........Arrogant athlete number one..."✌
He's never met him.
|| CALEB MCKINNON || 
✌"........Guy who takes photos of things I supose..."✌
He's never met him.
|| RONIN TANZINI || 
☠"Completely boring and entirely sub-average looking kid who probably thought he looked good in black..."☠
If there is even such thing as love at first sight, then there is also hate at first sight. Though Oberon would never usually use such a strong negative word, there is just something about this guy that makes his anger itch under his skin. Maybe it's because he reminds him of his dad in those old yearbooks....
|| NICOLETTA SORIANO || 
✌"........hyper but shy brunette..."✌
He's never met her.
|| CASSANDRA JANE ROWLEY || 
☕"........Aggressive and loud bottle-blonde..."☕
He hasn't met Cass.
|| CONAN Ó FAOLÁIN || 
☕"........unknown..."☕
He hasn't met or heard about the Faolain.
|| MAEVE Ó FAOLÁIN || 
☕"........unknown..."☕
He hasn't met or heard about the Faolain.
|| TADHG Ó FAOLÁIN || 
☕"........unknown..."☕
He hasn't met or heard about the Faolain.
|| FRANCISCO MANUEL CORTEZ-WILLIAMS || 
☕"........Tough guy..."☕
He hasn't met or heard of Francisco.
|| NATHANIEL ZANE ALDERSON || 
⚜"........Shy guy who wears sweats..."⚜
He's seen him around town.
|| WYNONA GRAY BELVUE || 
☕"Miss prim and proper blonde..."☕
He hasn't met her.
|| LILAC DIANA RIDER || 
☕".....unknown... "☕
He hasn't met or heard of her.
|| THOMAS LUKE JONES || 
☀"...Brawny and strong guy who'd probably be a loyal friend..."☀
He's hung around him a few times.
|| Sonny Kassem || 
✌"........alway angry and looks like a fox..."✌
They share glares now and then.

|| INDIANA RYDER || 
⚜"She is a ray of light through swirling mists of morning... There at points in time and gone in the next... Evading and avoiding... A curiosity... A rare sighting..."⚜
He's seen her around and she interests him.
|| CLYDE CHRISTOPHER LEE || 
✌"........a potential friend..."✌
He's never met him, but knows of him.
|| ABBIE MCGUMFFERY || 
✌"........familiar..."✌
He knows of her and is curious.
|| SADIE HILL || 
"........Girl-next-door type...."
He's never met her.
|| Ezera "EJ" Jameel Porter || 
"....He checks girls out a lot I guess...."
He's never met him.

|| Ebony Nicole Washington || 
"....Beautiful girl...."
He's never met her.

|| Amelia Rashfree || 
"....Energetic red-head...friends with fox boy maybe..."
He's never met her.

|| Mazdak Dresden || 
"....appears to get into mischief...."
He's never met him.

|| Blake Quartz Rooke || 
"....clean-cut athlete-looking guy...."
He's never met him.

|| Allison Harlan || 
"Miss hiding blonde... "
A more detailed description of relationship with the character.