The Selection: Semi-Advanced Roleplay discussion

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⸢ nineteen ⎯ caste five ⎯ aspiring doctor ⸥



The daughter of a photographer and a professional ballerina, Sayaka has always dreamed of finding a way to reach a higher caste. It's not like her life is bad — her parents are successful for people from the fifth caste, and she has little to complain about.

But the fact of the matter is that Sayaka is awful at nearly all things artistic — she can pass for a model, maybe, because that doesn't involve as much coordination. Or rhythm, which she lacks entirely. It's true that her sense of photography is decent, because she's learned tricks from her father — but really, Sayaka's interests are elsewhere.

Dancing, singing, all that stuff — it's nice. It's good. There's a place for it, and Sayaka certainly can appreciate it. But she's never really felt like she belonged with the other members of her caste (which probably has a lot to do with her two left feet and the fact that she can't carry a tune to save her life). And for most of her life, she felt like she had no direction.


But then, when she was ten, her life changed. Her older sister — Nari, a sixteen-year-old girl fit for the theater if there ever had been one — had suffered from a respiratory condition her entire life. And when it seemed that she wouldn't be able to make it, when they seemed to have run out of hope, she received a double lung transplant. It saved her life — gave her a chance to live her life fully — and gave Sayaka a new dream: to become a surgeon.

This, of course, isn't exactly a realistic dream for Sayaka — at least while she's in the fifth caste. But the Selection — that has the opportunity to change everything. She'll come out of this whole ordeal as a member of the third caste — and have the privilege of following the path that she's wanted so badly for so long.


⎯i am not throwing away my shot⎯

⁅⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯T H E AL O U I S EA R L D T⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⁆

⸢ eighteen ⎯ caste two ⎯ model ⸥



Thea is a girl that one might consider lucky — born into the highest caste besides royalty, smarter than enough, and pretty to boot. She lives an enviable life — modeling surrounded by her fellow model girlfriends, hanging off a new guy's elbow at every event, a luxurious home with the latest of everything. And really, given everything, it's surprising that she didn't turn out worse.

It's not that Thea isn't nice. She's nice enough — smiles when she needs to, polite like her parents taught her, able to carry on a decent conversation. But, yeah, she lives a life of privilege and though she realizes it, it's a lot harder to not let it affect how she thinks and acts. There's a certain level of naivety that comes with being sheltered by riches, and Thea has it.

But at the same time, everything that Thea has, she was born with — she was born into the right caste, born with the right looks, born with a brain that's ensured that she's never had to think too hard. But nothing she has is something that she's earned. She's certain that she can do something more — something. Something all by herself, something that pushes her to her limits until she's ready to break. It's out there, she's just... waiting for it.


And maybe she'll find it because of the Selection. She has nothing else to gain from this; it's not like she's interested in the prince. It's nothing personal — he's just not her type. Nor is any other man, for that matter.

⎯i look into your eyes and the sky's the limit⎯

 

 amber leclair    -----   elizabeth olsen

  female     -----   she // her

july seventeenth     -----   eighteen

  rank two     -----   actress

bisexual     -----   single & selected

          

  h i s t o r y  

amber was born into a privileged family, her mother and father both being in the rank of two, and she had a comfortable childhood being in an upper class family, and never really had to worry about basic needs and almost always getting what she wanted. she was satisfied her life, and her only worry was maintaining good grades.

she did end up maintaining the good grades she wished for, but her life really changed once she was in her young teenage years. amber landed all sorts of jobs as an actress, and loved them all. they started as small as playing a friend of a character in a movie, but then they progressed. when she was fifteen, she landed a supporting role of a teenage girl in a lesser known television show. her first widely known role was obtained at the age of seventeen, and she played the daughter of the main character on a television show that soon gained massive popularity, and before she knew it, she was famous.

the teen didn't know how to deal with all the fame at first, and even was a bit nervous on what would come, but she ended up handling it well. at first, it got to her head, but after some time, she maintained a steady ground and got used to be recognized almost everywhere she went. instead of going to a university like she planned, she had to take her classes in the spare time she had, which could be difficult.

when the selection came around, amber immediately applied, seeing it would be a fantastic chance to marry someone lovely. truly, she didn't know much about the prince other than he was royalty, though looked forward to getting to know him if she got accepted. amber got accepted, though, and is very excited, though a little scared about her potentially aggressive competitors.

 

  p e r s o n a l i t y  

amber is the human equivalent of pure sunshine. she's almost always happy, and it's hard to bring her down. she carries herself with a bright aura and doesn't let others get in her way. truly, that's the attitude necessary to be an actress since the media constantly judges them. she thinks she's handled the fame and occasional hate well, and does her best to stay that way.

she's very family oriented, and she wishes a lot of the time that she had a sibling to grow up with, though supposes marriage will extend her family. she sees the selection as a great opportunity to find someone, the prince, to marry and complete her fairytale she wishes for her life to be. she's a bit naive to the harsh reality of the lower castes, though tries just to think of the good things life has to offer instead of that.

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ester / storia  ;  xvii  ;  xxiv / vi  ;  heterosexual  ;  selected
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pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ   ━   Looking at Astoria, hearing her name and seeing her accomplishments, you just expect her to radiate confidence. She looks like a model, thinks like a genius, and has the manners of a queen herself. People hear bits and pieces and assume and expect the rest, but no one is perfect. From disregarded Eights to the entirety of the royal family, every one of them has a fault. And while Astoria has the delicate exterior of perhaps, a humming bird, occasionally what is inside her head cannot match her love for everyone else. She is incredibly sweet and dedicated, but from the years of being only with family (when they were around), she's become quiet. Not the kind of quiet you get from someone with a bit of shyness, but the quiet where at unexpected times, she goes silent. It's as if a switch is flipped, and everything is suddenly in her head, and against her. She suffers during these times, knowing every hurtful thing she's thinking about herself has to be wrong, but has a truth to it as well. Knowing she can fix it if she just spoke out during these times or talked to someone about it. But she couldn't upset the easy-going and loving balance her parents have created for their family. For her popular sixteen year old brother who has no faults to show. For her nearly four year old sister, who looks up to every single person in her family, especially Astoria. She doesn't know what it is or why it is happening to her, but she doubts she will ever try to find out. But though her fault is highly known to her, it isn't to everyone else. People think of her as an optimistic, loyal person who would do anything for the people she loves. Most of the time, she is exactly as everyone imagines her, and that is how she hopes it will stay.

admires • architecture - rain - her family -                  singing/humming/whistling
abhors • depression - having no friends - small spaces -stuff
fortes • science - math - loving everyone - being outside
faults • depression - writing - meeting new people - being                stuck inside for too long

   

elsa holmgren — ʟɪɢʜᴛ ʙʟᴜᴇ - ʙʟᴏɴᴅᴇ - 5'6 - 129 ʟʙs

bɪᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ   ━   Thomas Welles and Caroline Blue, neighbors in the province of Kent. Their story, however average or typical, is a timeless one. They were born only a year apart, but became the best of friends before school began for Thomas. There was even a treehouse over the fence separating the two backyards, built mainly by Mr. Blue. By the time Thomas was in his second year of school and Caroline her first, they both began to make new friends, seeing as Thomas' new friends thought it was "icky" that he played with a girl. So they grew apart during elementary and middle school. As always, there was some drama during these last few years, mainly for Caroline. Finally turning to the one person she knew would never hurt her, she and Thomas became friends again, outside of school. Eventually that changed into best friends at school, and finally Thomas built up the courage to ask her out during his last year of school. And from there on, you can guess what happened. A few years out of college, Astoria Jane Welles came along. She was a beautiful baby right from the start, which was not much of a surprise when looking at her parents. She grew up for the first two years in her life mainly in her father's workshop. Everything was hands-on at his job, which meant she got to play with a few extra things that were lying around. Her mother's job, though the enviroment was very loving towards Astoria, wasn't really the place for a baby. When Astoria was nearly two, Beau Welles came along. Once he was born, both he and Astoria spent their days with a nanny, who made them call her Madame Moreau every time they spoke to her, though looking back, Astoria doubts she was even the slightest bit French. She was awfully strict, but neither of the children really cared. Once Astoria turned five, she was taken to kindergarten. Being the energetic child she was, Astoria made friends immediately, and all went on well until it was time for middle school. Starting 6th grade was one of the hardest things for Astoria. All of her "friends" had decided it would be more fun to do whatever the popular girls said and pretend they were popular themselves, rather than have actual friends they could rely on. Astoria didn't make any new friends, either, and instead decided to work as hard she could on her studies. This proved to be quite an accomplishment for her, since she skipped the 9th grade and went straight to 10th, but now everyone was a year older than her and already had set friend groups from the year before. She didn't think there was much she could do, so she just kept to herself for the next two years. She had graduated from high school a year early, meaning she would now be able to start college in the fall, which was her plan. But then the Selection came around and she was chosen, and now here she was, about to turn eighteen with no idea where that year would end up going.

ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ • mother , caroline welles (neé blue)
             • father , thomas welles
             • brother , beau welles
             • sister , winnie welles
ᴀʟʟɪᴇs • tbd
ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇs • none
ʟᴏᴠᴇʀ(s) • part of selection with ____

   

     

kate griffith |nineteen | teacher | caste three | selected

     

kate had a good life. her parents were kind and made good money, and she was in the second highest caste besides royalty. she could always afford what she needed, and although sometimes she didn't get absolutely everything she wanted, she usually did. her father was a therapist and her mother an event for, and she aspired to become a teacher one day. her parents were extremely busy, though, and she rarely saw them or were able to talk to them because of their jobs. she was raised with many nannies and babysitters instead, and never really formed deep bonds.

she did well in school, always making good grades and she wasn't the absolute top in her class but were still quite good, and by the time she graduated, she was sure that she wanted to be a teacher. she was only a teacher's assistant since she was so young, though she did make a good teaching assistant. she was a bit bossy, though that could be a good thing to help her get children under control, so it didn't always have to be bad, even if it was negative in a friendship.

kate is quite bold, never hesitating to speak her mind, even if the thoughts were absurd in the society. she hated the caste system, and when not around any kind of officials who could arrest, she would rant for hours about it, as well as with any other pressing issue on her mind. she wished for excitement, adventure, something beyond her province and something different, and even though she was contained to taking a job of learning, she felt like there was something more to her life.

when the selection was first announced, she immediately applied, the change from her province and everyday life she wanted, wanted so badly. kate was amazed once she heard she, out of the thousands of girls her age in her province, was chosen, and very thrilled about it, too. she wasn't too crazy about the prince, but she had the chance to become a princess - a queen. the queen of this country. she was ready to start, but the real question was if illéa ready for her?

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━━━ eighteen ━ female ━ heterosexual ━ caste 4 ━ farmer ━━━

Ever since she can remember, Jacinta has always had a feeling of being stuck, of treading water in water she didn't know how to swim in. Caste four wasn't bad. Her family was nice enough, even if they didn't always agree on everything. It wasn't like she was starving in the streets or unhappy. And yet, she never really felt as though this was her life. She felt as though she looked at the world through a haze, living without really living. Completing her daily chores, cooking dinner, and falling into bed. Day after day after day. The same monotonous affair.

When she was younger, she waited for the wizard to come and take her away from her boring farm life and lead her to the world she belonged in, the world filled with myth and magic. She waited for the wise old man to come and tell her that her whole life had been a lie, that she had been hidden away from the eyes of people looking to hurt her and that she was truly a witch. She waited for her prince to ride up on his horse and sweep her off her feet, declaring her to be the girl of his dreams.

Her first two dreams never came true, fantastical as they were. But when the selection was announced, she couldn't help but hope that perhaps there was a chance of one of her dreams occurring. Perhaps she could fall in love with a handsome prince and ride off into the sunset with her happily ever after. Maybe she could live the life she'd bee waiting for all these years.

━━ I want much more than this provincial life ━━

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female ( ʜᴇᴛᴇʀᴏ ) athlete ( ᴛᴡᴏ ) seventeen ( xɪ/ᴠɪɪ ) liss
 
 ━━━  e l i s s e   _  m a r i a n n e  _   d o w  ━━━

ɴᴏᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇʟʏ, ᴏɴʟʏ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ  [ ♛ ]  there are many things folks tend to miss upon a first glance at Liss; perhaps because fame is often too blinding to notice much else or perhaps it is because the sensual smirk that arches the full curve of her lips is too adept at hiding any part of her she would like them to see. It's not as if anyone cares to see the lion-heart that produces the unintelligible swiftness in her toned legs or the true eloquence that echoes within each of her sharp words. They watch her run, and to them that is all she is, a fierce competitor on the track and a proper, feminine girl in the media. But that's what she was trained to do--not to be the quickest or to do her best, but to be what others wants her to be.

Liss may be the fastest you have ever seen--who wouldn't know the face of this track goddess?--but her mind is faster. Her incisive brain is often in overdrive, analyzing and understanding information as it is produced, making for a humorously sharp wit and a snappy bravado that often leaves other dazzled. Her words are careful and often are spoken with such preciseness that they will have the intended effect on whoever she is speaking with. Liss has an above average intellect, and she knows it too, often surprising those around her with a sharp comment or a hint of sarcasm.

 
chestnut brown ━ hazel ━ 5'6" ━ 127 lbs ━ phoebe

sassy, sultry, and smarter than most, Liss is far, far more than what people often perceive her to be; which is, only an athlete. She typically keeps her cards held firmly to her heart and reveals them slowly, if at all. She is okay with her image, and wears it as an armor of sorts, appearing far more intimidating than she truly is. Nevertheless, Liss is still a driving force to be reckoned with, and she will make sure anyone who underestimates her is well aware of it. With words and wit sharp as a blade, Liss knows how to handle people well, though she is often quiet, shy really--not that she would ever let anyone know that.

While her persona is truly and typically calm and charismatic, she is no stranger to having her bitchy moments, and anyone who hurts her should expect it to be returned in full. Liss is not here to win any petty competition, rather she was forced into it, but if she is to live chasing after a prince she doesn't want, then she is quite prepared to be remembered for it, whatever form that may be in. With the mentality of a warrior and the soul of a poet, she is often understood for someone else entirely--precisely the person her mother and father pressure her to be, and while she resents them for it, Liss was taught to fight and anyone who stands in the way of what she wants had better move out of it.

 

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 female ( ʙɪsᴇxᴜᴀʟ ) socialite ( ғᴏᴜʀ ) nineteen ( xɪɪ/ɪɪɪ )
 
 ━━━ i n d i a   _  a n n a n a y a  _   f r e g e  ━━━

ɴᴏᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇʟʏ, ᴏɴʟʏ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ  [ ♛ ]  beautiful and bold, but born with an empty head behind the tanned sheen of her peerlessly lovely skin--that's what they all thought of India. Always. Compliments hurled at her for her attractiveness, but never for her brains. Told she was lovely, told she was a fine, that she would go places, but never for her idealistic thoughts and keenly-woven fantasies. India doesn't mind it though, it only makes her smarter in her own eyes, knowing that she could seamlessly scheme her way through even the most challenging of situations. They think she's naive, they think she's nothing more than a rich-ass little socialite born into the lap of wealth, but in the end India is all about contradictions. She knows just how wrong they all are.

With an outwardly boisterous persona to match her model-gorgeous looks, India has little trouble charming those around her into the palm of her hand. With not only the allure she has created about herself, but with her vibrant charisma and calculatedly feigned innocence. India knows the only thing that truly surpasses her beauty is the tongue with which she speaks; persuasive and precise in nature, she understands the effect words can have on a person and she knows well how to use them for whatever means she needs. India will smile with rich red lips and flutter her thick, perfectly mascara'd lashes and with only several words she will have what she wants.

 
  night black ━ brown ━ 5'8" ━ 136 lbs ━ emeraude

able to spin pretty lies and truths in a single, dazzling speech, India more than fully capable of holding her own, though people often do not bother to see passed her looks, and that's the way she likes it. Her snappy words are never placed wrongly, and you can rest assured that if they leave her lips than she fully meant for them to. Naturally delightful and tactful when she cares to be, communication is easy, as is seduction. India knows how to lace innocent flirtation with her guile nature to get what she wants, and with beauty and brains like hers, she is used to a good outcome.

Let's get this straight, India Frege is here to win. No love involved, no strings attached, only glitz and glamour and a crown placed atop her glossy locks. That's what she wants, it's always been what she's wanted. The reports, the idea of the selection in general, growing up wondering at the life belonging to those behind the castle walls--she wants it. Being born into a wealthy and successful line of socialites is nothing compared to what India believes she could have. Only a bit more manipulation and perfect appearances and it could all belong to her, and India fully intends on procuring the crown by any means necessary.

 

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"Life isn't always easy. Its messy and takes a lot of work, but in the end its worth it."


Basic Details

Name: Lilyan Siri Johnson
Nickname(s): Lily, LJ, Lils, Lily-Pad etc.

Age: 17
Birthdate: October 31st
Birthtime: Midnight

Birthplace: Illea
Current Location: Illea
Caste:2

"Sometimes, very rarely, impossible things happen and we call them miracles."


Appearance Details

Appearance:
Face Claim: Lucy Hale

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"Always stay true to yourself. Don't let others change who you are."


Personality Details

Personality:
Lily loves anything that has to do with music. She loves singing, dancing, playing instruments and just sitting back and listening to music as she relaxes. Lily loves to just sit back and relax after a hard and stressful day. Sometimes she likes to joke about how she likes to do nothing. Lily isn’t a lazy person by any means but sometimes she likes to just take a day or two off and spend time submersed in her music, or her writing, or her reading, or her art. Lily is an avid reader and writer and loves anything to do with the arts, from sketching, to painting, to photographing. As a person Lily has always been very protective of her friends and family, kinda like a mama bear. Hurt someone she cares about and that’s when her temper comes out to play. She doesn’t get angry often or easily so when she does most people know it’s best to just stay clear of her. Her protectiveness and loyalty to the people she loves knows no bounds and she would do anything anything to keep those people safe and happy. Even if that means dying. Even if that means killing. When it comes to love Lily is utterly and completely hopeless. She’s a hopeless romantic that loves love. She falls in love quickly and when she does she gives her whole heart and soul into that love. It’s why when she gets hurt or betrayed she isn’t just sad, she totally and completely heartbroken, she devastated and becomes depressed. She’s had her heart broken a few times before and each time it just gets harder. But don’t let her naivety when it comes to love fool you. When it comes the rest of the world she is anything, but naive. She is actually quite intelligent. As well as being intelligent Lily is actually a little bit OCD about how things are organized and making sure everything is in its rightful place just right. If it’s not it bothers her more than it probably should. Lily also has a tendency to do before she thinks which often times get’s her in trouble. Despite being intelligent she often times lets her emotions rule her over that intelligence which she knows isn’t always the brightest thing to do, but it can’t be helped. She also a very determined person and does not like to give up ever. Most people would call her stubborn and she knows it. She’s always been a stubborn person refusing to just give up because something isn’t easy. If it’s possible she’ll find a way to do it; end of story. Though she’s often times stubborn and very determined Lily will sometimes let her fears and her anxiety get in the way of what she wants because she’s too afraid even if she logically knows there’s nothing for her to fear. Lily also has an inability to lie. Lily is a terrible liar and she knows. She’s always valued honesty though to the point of sometimes being too blunt which comes along with her saying before she thinks things through. Not in spite of all this seriousness. Lily isn’t that serious of a person. She ridiculously sarcastic to the point where it seems like it's her first language and she’s always ready for a good joke whether it’s inappropriate or just plain funny.

"The worst day of loving someone is the day that you lose them."


History Details

Life History
Lily grew up in a rather large family consisting of her mother and father, her older brother Zack, twin brother Lucas, younger brothers Theo and Jamie and her younger sisters Claire and Melody. Growing up in such a large family was always hectic and time consuming, but she loved every minute of it. Her father worked as a firefighter while her mother was an actress. Lily herself started acting when she was five years old right alongside her older brother Zack who had also started at the age of five.

Even though Lily started acting at a young age Lily had a pretty normal life. She hung out with friends, went to school, did homework, ran around with her siblings and played with her pet German Shepherd named Ace. Because her parents had such big jobs they were also time consuming. Lily and her siblings were raised by their nanny Evangelina when her parents weren't home. It was like having a second mom, though a much stricter one who always made sure the house was clean and their homework was done. Not that her parents didn't care about their kids. In fact the Johnson's were actually a pretty close family. Having the amount of siblings she did Lily and her siblings were never spoiled rotten, but they certainly had everything they needed being a family of twos.

When Lily was twelve almost thirteen that was when their lives changed forever. It was the day Lily's singer career was confirmed. The family, minus her mom, had gone out to celebrate with a dinner. Her mom had stayed home because she wasn't feeling well and had insisted the family still go out insisting she'd be find and that it was nothing to worry about. So they did. When the family got home the first thing Lily had done was bolt to her mother's room to tell her everything that happened. She had stopped immediately upon entering the room her mouth frozen open in shock and horror. And then she screamed bloody murder. Her entire family came running, but luckily her father arrived first. Upon seeing what had happened he pushed Lily out of the room and into the hands of her twin brother before slamming the door shut and ordering Zack to get the police.

"Tick tock tick tock. You're time is up." These were the bloody words written above her mother's bed ingrained in Lily's mind forever. She knew the words; recognized them from a horror movie her mom had acted in. They even killed her the same way the people were killed in the movie. Her entire body sliced up except her face. Her eyes wide open in terror. After finding her mother like this Lily was determined not only to keep up her acting career, but also to continue with her singing career because she knew its what her mother would have wanted.

Now it's five years later and her acting/singer career is still going strong. Her dad's kinda depressed as well but he does his best for his family and takes off work more than he use to. Her brother Zack still acts as well. Her twin brother usually plays guitar for her at her shows and sometimes even sings with her. Her fifteen year old sister has recently started modeling. Her twelve year old brother Theo the genius of the family has started thinking about being a vet when he's older. He knows that would make him a three, but he doesn't care. He'd always loved and been fascinated by animals. The younger two Jamie and Melody are still just being regular kids, not concerned with jobs and things. And Lily she's concerned with the Selection. She, her friends and family are super excited that she was chosen to be one of the Selected girls and she can't wait to see how it goes. She'd always been a hopeless romantic having watched her parent's love for each other and see's the selection as a chance to see if maybe the prince is the one for her.

Medical
Diagnosed with ADHD at the age of five and later diagnosed with depression and anxiety at the age of twelve after her mother's death.

"My family is my top priority. Mess with them and I will rain hellfire down on you."


Relationship Details

Family
Mom:Anastasia “Ana/Stasia” Bethany Johnson-Deceased[30]{9/10}
Dad:Alexander “Alex” James Johnson-Alive[32]{9/10}
Older Brother: Zackary "Zack" Malachi Johnson-Alive[19]{7/10}
Twin Brother:Lucas James Johnson-Alive[17[{10/10}
Younger Brother: Theodore “Theo/Teddy” Jonathan Johnson-Alive[12]{10/10}
Youngest Brother:James “Jamie” William Johnson-Alive[8]{10/10}
Younger Sister:Claire "Bell” Isabelle Johnson-Alive[15]{10/10}
Youngest Sister:Melody “Mel” Nicolette Johnson-Alive[5]{10/10}

Relationships Status Single {Selected}

Sexual Orientation Bisexual

Romantic Orientation Panromantic

"I solmely swear that I am up to no good."


Other Details

Song List
Warrior-Demi Lovato
Wake Me Up-Avicii
Lullaby-Nickelback
If Today Was Your Last Day-Nickelback
I Was Here-Lady Antebellum

Job Information Singer/Actress

"We are all stories in the end. Just make it a good one."

"You never know how strong you are until being strong is the only choice you have."


Basic Details

Full Name: Sierra Teagan Pierce
Nickname: None

Age: 19
Date of Birth: October 31st
Place of Birth: Sota

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Relationship Status:Selected

Caste: 5
Occupation: Photographer
Face Claim: Crystal Reed

Appearance:

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Height: 5’8
Weight: 120 lbs.
Hair: Dark brown almost black
Eyes: Chocolate brown
Distinguishable Markings: Scars from her father’s abuse

Personality:

Sierra is a very upbeat and bubbly person. She usually has a smile on her face and always tries to brighten a person’s day. Sierra is a very empathetic person and feels other people's pain and sadness as if it were her own. Being a very empathetic person Sierra always tries to help others and make them feel better. Sierra generally cares about others and making sure they are alright and happy. She tries her best to be a as good of a person as she can be. Sierra is also a relatively sarcastic person and it shows up a lot in her way of speaking. She’s also a very independent person since growing up she always had to take care of herself since her abusive father who didn’t care for her at all would never do so. She’s a very independent person who sometimes has trouble allowing people to help her even though she likes helping others. Hypercritical she knows, but it’s just something ingrained in her mind. She believes she needs to help others and that others shouldn’t help her. Its how her father “raised” her. Whenever she’s around her father though her personality does a 180 and completely changes. Gone is the happy, bubbly girl people come to know and love and here is a girl they barely even recognize. Around her father she is practically silent. She doesn’t smile and she’s anything but happy. She’s anxiety quite scared of her father and is always withdraw. Most people who only know her because of her father believe her to just be a quite and shy girl when in actuality she is anything but. Of course the abuse she suffers from her father has taught her that it’s best do what he says and not disagree with anything he says or there will be consequences. In that regard Sierra is a pushover. But when it's not she’s anything but. Actually she can be a bit of a bad ass. She normally takes crap from know one and having taking Martial Arts she knows how to fight. She’s just to scared of her father to use it on him whenever he goes to beat her. When it comes to Sierra she’s a more complex person than most people know and at times it’s like she’s two completely different people.

Likes:
Animals
Outdoors
Planets
Gardening
Archery
Martial Arts
Photography
Painting
Dislikes:
Her father
Abusive people
Alcohol
Being stuck inside
Feeling weak/powerless
Bugs/Spiders
Hobbies & Interests:
Photography
Marital Arts
Archery
Painting
Horseback riding
Strengths:
Marital Arts
Photography
Painting
Archery
Horseback riding
Climbing
Running
Weaknesses:
Her father
Tough/scary looking men
Claustrophobic
Her abuse
Dealing with her emotions
Anxiety
Lying
Arachnophobia

History:

Sierra was born nineteen years ago on October 31st to John and Mallory Pierce. Sierra never actually got the chance to know or even meet her mother, because her mother died shortly after giving birth to her. John is his grief over his wife’s death started to despise his daughter more and more as time went on. He blamed her for his wife’s death and hated her for looking exactly like her mother. The woman he loves more than anything and the woman who died giving birth to her.

By the time Sierra was three years old John started abusing her. For the first few years of her life he still took care of her, but he didn’t try all that hard and sometimes he’d just pass her off to the neighbor lady who loved kids and at one point had two, but they were both grown up and with families of their own. From the age of three years old and on Sierra was physically and emotionally abused by her father. Anytime she did anything wrong in his eyes she was beat. Anytime he came home angry for some reason or came home drunk he’d beat her. And when he wasn’t beating her he was calling her a waste of space. Saying she shouldn’t have been born and that if it wasn’t for her, her mother would still be alive.

When Sierra was ten years old she joined a martial arts group at her school that met after school. She hid this from her father and since it meant she got home late most days because of it she usually got hit or even beaten depending on his mood. She had joined martial arts in the hope that it would make her feel strong and not weak. In the hopes that she’d be braver instead of terrified of her family and that she’d finally be able to stand up for herself. And though she felt all these things and she got more confident with herself it didn’t help with her father. It helped with her peers but she still couldn’t handle her own father. She also learned archery in her spare time even though she had very little of it. It was something she could do outside and being outdoors was always something she had loved.

At the age of thirteen she was finally forced to get a job by her father. Her father being a pianist tried to force his daughter into the same career, but she had wanted to be nothing like him. Instead she became a photographer simply because she had always loved the beauty of nature and liked to capture it in pictiure whether it was with a camera or by painting. Though her father not happy with this decision let it slide simply because it meant she was making money for them to have food and things, though every paycheck she got went to him and what he wanted she mostly got his scraps despite the fact that she did all the housework and the cooking of meals. It’s why he didn’t make her get a job sooner was because he wanted her at home doing the work. He made her get a job simply because money started getting tight for the two of them.

And then the Selection finally happened. Bringing in the application in to her father she asked him about his thoughts on it. He had laughed and told her there was no point in her filling it out. A disappointment like her would never be chosen. He told her she could fill it out anyways just for a laugh. He truthfully never believed she’d be chosen. And he was wrong. The day she was announced as a Selected was the happiest day of her life. She’d wanted to be apart of the selection because she believed it may bring her the one thing she’d never have, the love of someone whether it be a friend or a romantic sort. He father was shocked that she was picked but secretly glad because it not only got rid of her but it meant he’d have more money to support himself without her being around and the money from the selection.

Relations
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John Pierce - Father; 40; Pianist; Love:0/10; Alive
Mallory Pierce - Mother; 37; Dancer; Love:7:10; Deceased
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Other

Favorite Colors: Greens, yellows and purples
Favorite Flower: Lilacs
Favorite Foods: Pasta
Favorite Constellation: Orion
Birthstone: Opal
Birth Sign: Scorpio
Birth Element: Water
Fears: Spiders, her father, abusive people, shouting, mean looking men, inclosed spaces/feeling trapped, being weak, being unloves
Flaws: She deathly afraid of her father. She always been terrified of him and never sticks up for herself even now that she knows martial arts. Her fear is to instilled in her for her to do anything about the abuse she suffers at his hands.
Dreams: She dreams of a happy life were her father isn’t around to abuse her and where she has at least one person who truly loves and cares about her be they a friend or romantic interest
Theme Song: Warrior - Demi Lovato

ᴅ ᴀ ɪ s ʏᴋ ɪ ʀ ᴋ ᴘ ᴀ ᴛ ʀ ɪ ᴄ ᴋ | sᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴇᴇɴ, ᴀʀᴛɪsᴀɴ, ғɪᴠᴇ
drop me in the ocean; i'll swim



put me in with the lions, i'll roar

❝ ᴛʜɪs will all be yours someday." So Daisy's been told. She'll grow up and be nothing but a lowly caste five shop owner, carving cameos out of shells she finds and living in a tiny, off-the-map town in Northeast Illea that barely survives off of its meager amount of tourism.

Don't get her wrong — Daisy loves her home. She loves her family. She loves the water and the smell of salt in the air, she loves seeing the families out at sea fishing. She loves all of it. But she wants more, she dreams bigger — for a life where they can run the shop and craft the cameos because they want to, where her little brother Ryan takes over the shop because he loves it more than anything else... where she can support them. That's why Daisy applied to be in the Selection.

And yes, she's in it to win. She's always been a hardworking girl. She's got that humble, down-to-earth charm that comes when you only know a quaint small town. She's not stupid — sure, her school had less than a hundred kids, but it was an education nonetheless. She can adapt. She can win. She knows she can, because she's never let herself lower to any other standard.

Daisy is approved

Yo I approved her earlier but apparently GR ate my comment. Anyways, Aditri is approved

━━━━━ A R D E N ━━━━ R O W E N A ━━━━ H U R S T ━━━━━

━━━ eighteen ━ female ━ heterosexual ━ caste 3 ━ scientist ━━━

The biggest mistake you could ever make around Arden is to underestimate her. And yet, everyone persists in doing it. They glance at her and dismiss her as ordinary, just another face in the masses of people who call Illea her home. They call her little girl and tell her to go home. And she proves them wrong every single time.

First it was the principal who turned his nose up at the little girl telling him the classes were too easy, that she needed a challenge. He laughed at the pretentious little girl who persisted in wasting his time. In the end, he allowed her to skip four grades, mostly as a joke. He expected her to fail. They all did. And sure, it was damn hard. But Arden had what she'd always wanted. A challenge.

The next one to underestimate her was the boy who taunted her in the school yard for being so young, for not being like everyone else. He expected her to not fight back. He expected her to back down. She broke his nose and emerged from the schoolyard grinning.

She has had doors slammed in her face more times than she can count, has been sneered at by people more high-up that her all her life. But she's gotten through it and has emerged stronger than ever. She's walked right over those who told her no, and taken what she wanted no matter the cost. Her new goal? The shiny crown and the handsome prince who wears it. After all, what girl doesn't want to be a princess?And what girl with genius-level intellect doesn't want the oppurtunity to shape a nation?

Her competitors had better watch out, because Arden doesn't intend to let anything stand in her way. After all, she never has before.

━━ don't hesitate, exhibit no restraint ━━

Awesome, thanks! Lilyan and Sierra are both approved

  
e i r w e n   c h a r l o t t e   v a z i a
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“ ᴀ sᴜʀʀᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ᴏʀ ᴀ  r e v e l ; ᴍᴇ ᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ

▬▬ caste ii × aspiring politician × xviii × homosexual ▬▬

[ e ] irwen has never settled for second best, not once in her life. She is not second best, and neither will she let anyone push her down to that spot. Some might claim that being born into the comfortable life of a Two would turn anyone into a lazy, self-indulgent brat. And although Eirwen definitely, without a doubt, gives off that air of hauteur and stinks of privilege, never would anyone accuse her of being lazy. Born into a family of seasoned, smart politicians, she has had to learn to hold her own against the sharpest minds of the century since day one. It's taught her that some things are more important than others — her goals and ambitions will trump anything her illogical heart brings to the table. Emotions are volatile, unneeded things. For her, fame and glory, being remembered, will always take precedence above happiness.

Ambitious and manipulative, Eirwen is not a woman to be taken lightly. Beneath that apathetic demeanor, beneath the clothes that smell of old money, beneath the careless flicker of her ice-blue gaze, there's an astuteness and a drive that surpasses the usual brand of teenage willfulness. Because it's not willfulness (though Eirwen is that too), it's cold, hard, pure ambition. It's not cocky self-confidence (though she's not missing that either), it's Eirwen knowing that when she wants something, she will fight with tooth and nail to get to it.

And right now, what Eirwen wants is to be queen. Her dream of becoming a politician, like her parents, is great, it's fine, but it's not queen. That's the hub of all the decisions, the axis of the kingdom. And that's exactly where Eirwen sees herself. Running the country, not just as one of the many gears, but the one at the very center of it all. The prince whose heart she's supposed to win? Irrelevant. A means to an end. But because he's the one who will be the stepping stone to her goal, Eirwen will sure as hell learn to be everything that he wants and needs. And despite being nothing she wants, he's what she needs.

Although she's much, much more used to hearing "no" than people seem to think, Eirwen has never accepted it as the final answer. There is no final answer — everything is constantly changing. But that's just a really philosophical way to explain Eirwen's inability to give up or give in. Not even being in the competition would have been one thing; but that's not how it turned out. Now that she's here? Losing is the last thing in Eirwen's plans for the next few years. ╾ i know my soul's freezing, hell's hot for good reason. ”

ɪ ғᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴡᴀʏ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ────╾╾───╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾
   
─────╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾╾─ ᴀs ɪ ᴘʟᴇᴀᴅ ᴍʏ ᴄᴀsᴇ

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lyra elowen fairchild // seventeen // bisexual // female

"lo" // caste three // ballet // [ izi simundic]

 p e r s o n a l i t y 


"her voice was smooth and clear and creamy, like liquid paint primer dripping on a
wall and her pout was so prettily petulant as if it were a color: it'd be the deep
beetroot purplish red of radishes and shadows and hearts and she's a heart, she's
a darling, she delights in all things childish and all things adult, she knows 
nothing but pure experiential pleasure."

they watch her as she walks.
tripping fawnishly and carelessly, with that pretty turn of the ankle, the slim
calf, the toss of the fine-boned head over a graceful swans-neck, tawny golden-
tanned in the sun and freckled with warm brown peat; she prances unaware up to the
linoleum counter, scarlet unfaded by skin and orders, one coltish leg twisting
about the metal leg of the red-cushioned spinning stool unthinkingly, shoes almost
absurdly childish on her gum-chewing frame: a cheeseburger and a chocolate
milkshake. they all stare and she's caught unawares; she walks like a beauty, she
dances like a beauty
dressed in heady pale chiffon that drapes blowsily like a pinkish flower over her
foal frame, arm twisting up and a face like sticky candy in your hand, some humid
August afternoon: so easy to please and liquid sugar dripping onto the pavement,
clinging to sweaty skin. She dances with the surety of a child, not quite sure yet
where they are in the world but it's okay because there will always be more time
and candy and lollipop-red mouths made of crumpled rose petals shaped delicately
around the words "I don't fucking care": a study in juxtaposition. it ends much too
soon and they all smile and clap even the critics and she bows, angular head dipping
over the swansneck and someone throws roses and she catches them with able little
fingers that are callused and browned and dirt-flecked but still pretty, like her,
like
smiling in a colorful one-piece, it's bright yellow and printed with watermelons
because she has a sense of humor and she makes an immature joke and it suits her
so well, "just like her swimsuit," a boy comments and she's too much for him, her
nose wrinkles endearingly and she has a dimple when she laughs but when they look
away she rolls her bluish eyes because she knows with an animalistic simplicity, as
of children, that they will come together as easily as the clumsy armadillo could
with the leaping deer. She has a pretty pout and it reminds someone of an old movie
star and again the laugh but this time no eye roll because the boy is very handsome
and she considers him with a head tilt to the side, cocked like the silver-furred
jackrabbit examining the wintry world about him, and laughs again, and flirts. She
is naivety untouched as she grows older, a vision untempered by adolescent insecurity
or adult presumption, she has no conception of true dishonesty in her manner or
emotion; she is indefinitely predictable and tempestuously tumultuous and glorious;
she is a woman who has not faded under the wherewithal of time. she is beautiful and
wild and untamed, as most are in their childhood, and has a youthfully confident air
about her, like the scent of summer air and lemonade stands and the bright red of
cherry popsicles and red wagons standing glistening in the summer sun and the
sound of excited voices and dogs barking and lawnmowers' steady hum across endless
expanses of verdant green: she is the golden age of childhood brought gleaming into
the dull world of adolescence. they are all dazzled by her as she walks up to the
counter to order (a cheeseburger and a milkshake) and she is 
unaware.

"it's alarming; how honestly disarming you can be
eating soft ice cream; coney island queen..."
lana del rey, "carmen"

Lyra is approved!

━━━━━ M A K E N N A ━━━ A I L E E N ━━━ W A T S O N ━━━━━

━━━━━ eighteen ━ female ━ bisexual ━ caste 5 ━ acrobat ━━━━━

Okay, so maybe signing up for the selection was a mistake. But it wasn't like she thought she'd actually be picked. She just put her name in for a bit of a laugh. She hadn't thought they'd look at a circus performer and peg her to be a potential future queen of the country. She'd thought they'd laugh and chuck her photo into the discard pile. She hadn't expected to be standing on the steps of the palace two weeks later in a ballgown and heels, about to enter a selection for the prince's heart.

See, she'd been pretty happy in her life as a five. She'd never dreamed of having her prince take her away into the sunset. She'd never dreamed of princes, at all, if we're being honest. Her dreams contained princesses, for the most part. But those are feelings she's not exactly ready to confront yet, so let's move onwards. The life of an acrobat isn't exactly glamorous, but it was good enough for her. She could be as weird and zany as she wanted, and no one was going to judge her. And hey, she was damn good at being an acrobat. So it was a pretty good career choice for her.

But it's not like you can turn down the palace when they hand you an invitation, especially if you applied for the invitation. And hey, it's not like spending a few weeks in a castle being pampered is a bad thing. And the prince isn't exactly ugly. So Kena intends to walk in with an open mind about the whole thing, and see how it goes. She's not really looking for a crown to be places on her head or for a prince to fall head over heels for her, but if love does happen? Well, why turn that down?

━━ passionately smashing every expectation ━━

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     aurora ivy richards ;; born josephine
    ( eighteen & female & a selected rebel )

       B I O G R A P H Y ━ i'm only human can't you see

    Born and gifted with a name of french roots, Josephine was a child filled with both promise and despair. She was built from ancient royals and slaves, her looks passed down to her from deceased platnium queens and mentality from kings with hearts of granite. She is the only living offspring of her parents, there being no other human being sprouting from the body of a woman due to the sperm cells of her father, a man of few words but intense feelings. Her family was intense and intimidating, something that either drove others away or towards them, all in the act of passionate fear. Why even Jo herself, was filled with both passion and fear.

    Born to cause destruction, to be the reason for the country to fall to pieces, Jo was born to be the composer of the King's wailing and the Queen's horrified screams. She wasn't born because her parents loved each other or due to some sexual accident, it was all part of some sort of elaborate scheme, she was a pawn from the very moment all the genetics decided that she would be a person, someone with a head of blonde hair and the looks of a goddess. It was decided that she was to be passionate about anything she worked on, to be easily impressed and smile often, but to also have the capabilities of losing interest easily, to suddenly question the points of everything and become bored of even life itself, no matter what the possibilities were. And that's exactly what she was. As a child, it was very easy to get Jo's attention, but it was even easier to lose it. And it wasn't that her attention span was something that resembled that of a goldfish, no she just didn't care about you or whatever it was that you had been doing as much as she had thought she did. The only things that ever really kept her looking were things that were scary, things that raised her heart pressure and made her lungs work even harder to keep her poor little body alive. She liked to feel fear.

    Born and raised in the rebel camp, Jo was taught to hate the crown, for many reasons. And she did, at first. But then she grew, she got taller and her face grew qualities that made the men stare for a second too long, but her parents always told her she couldn't go and be in love. She wasn't allowed to go ahead and get a boyfriend, she had more important things to do. And Jo didn't get a boyfriend, but she did mess around with boys, she played games with them, mental ones to crush their hearts and physical ones to make herself scream with enjoyment. And then she would become uninterested, the way she always was, and would let them leave. Or rather, ask them to, since no one ever really wanted to leave. And sometimes, threaten them. No better way to get people to do what you would like then stuffing them with fear.

    Born a good year or two ago, was Aurora Ivy Richards. She was a quiet girl, someone who sat silently in caste three and read books for a living, with their head screwed on the right way and a knack for noticing things people generally didn't notice. She was observant, intelligent, and just like Josephine, minus her occasional rowdiness. Josephine always knew she was born just for a plan, but she wasn't entirely sure what to do when the plan became a reality. Her parents and she moved out into a province and just kind of lived their adorable fake lives for a good few months before the inevitable happened. And the name Aurora Richards was drawn. And she became a selected. And her parents told her that this was it, this was what she was born to do. And suddenly, she knew what it meant to actually be filled with fear.

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    bambi isabell west ;; means baby girl
     ( seventeen & female & a seamstress )

       B I O G R A P H Y ━ i'm making deals with the devil

    The life story of Bambi West, is something you would actaully never believe if it didn't come from Bambi herself, someone who's words were dripping with persuasion and just glowed with the truth. And she's just so innocent looking, but looks like she could be on the cover of a magazine, and her voice is so sweet, but her words hurt just as much as sticks and stones. But Bambi really is a sweet girl. Why? Simple, it's because the niest girls have suffered the most.

    Bambi was born to threes, on accident. A lawyer and a politician, a drunken night of dreams that ended in a nightmare. She's the offspring of people who's trade is words, people who understand how the people's minds work and know exactly what to say and when. Except, they didn't want her. And so, Bambi's nice caste three was dropped down to a rough caste eight. Though this did not last very long, as a couple from caste six took her in. They wanted children, but were struggling to conceive, and Bambi was just the most adorable little thing. That, and she probably persuaded them into it somehow, most likely with her eyes.

    Her mother was a housekeeper and her father was a cook. They made decent money, enough to get by and still smile at the end of the day. And they had Bambi, why wouldn't they be happy? At a young age, Bambi took an interest in clothing, and how everything was made by someone else. And so slowly, she became a seamstress. First, it was small repairs here and there, and before she knew it, Bambi was making her own clothing. The home of which she lived had some empty space in the garage, and so, she turned it into her own space. Before Bambi knew it, she was getting paid some actual good money, all for sitting around and doing what she loved.

    Her parents were the reason that she was a caste four, and they were still sixes. They told her that her business was so successful--and it was, she was customizing dresses for twos and their red carpet premieres--that she should apply to be a four. And it was granted. Bambi never really realized how great she was doing until she leased a small building in town, for her shop, and life was well, great. Or at least, it was.

    It was also her parent's fault for her being a selected. It was their idea, and honestly, Bambi should've never agreed. She was already living the dream, why on Earth would she bother to sign up for this? A competition to marry some Prince? If she wanted to move up, she could just brand her clothing, and she would become the next Burberry, her clothes on the cover of Vogue. Now that, sounds liked the perfect happily ever after. Not marrying some prince.

ʀᴇᴅ wrote: "[spoilers removed]

    bambi isabell west ;; means baby girl
     ( seventeen & female & a seamstress )."

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Name: Cassidy Conner

Age: 19

Caste: 3

Occupation: Self-proclaimed writer

Appearance: Long, straight blonde hair, sort of tan white skin, green eyes, plump lips, tall, long legs, likes to wear green, blue, and white.
(FACE CLAIM NATALIE DORMER)





Description:

Cassidy's father died when she was young, and she was a 3 growing up as a child. When she was 7, she started write stories for her best friend Tomi, and she learned to live to write. She had taken many writing classes in high school, and she began to make her mother proud. Most of her family (her mother and 3 sisters) remained 3s, but her brother ended up a 2 when he became an officer for one of the big cities in Illéa.

Cassidy loves to write, and she has written things from poetry to fiction, which are the best pieces most of her friends, relatives, and family has ever read. At the age of 17, Cassidy got a book published. It became popular steadily, and not overnight like in the movies. But, that's okay. Life isn't a book, so things will go their own course. Cassidy decided to start writing a romance novel called My Only Love. With only 1 relationship in her life before, you'd think she'd be bad at love. It's true, she wasn't the best girlfriend... She ended up doing . . . some things wrong, so they broke up. But Cassidy is a flirt at heart, even if she is sometimes nervous when she sees a pretty face. (And I mean a very pretty face)

Cassidy is very bold, and she loves to wear nice clothes, shoes, etc. She has always enjoyed the finer things in life, and she tries to ignore any wars. She tells herself, "Everything be fine," and she doesn't have to worry anyways since she's not a solider.

She is a strong spirit, and much like America, her mother wanted her to enter The Selection for a chance at a better life. Although, when Cassidy was selected, it was too good to be true. Sure, she was leaving her perfect life she had always wanted, but she was yearning for something . . . more. She has always been a hopeless romantic, and the one thing in life she really wants, even more so than her writing career, is to settle down and have a family. Cassidy's seen the prince on television, and she thinks he is very handsome. She has very good table manners, and although she is an act-before-you-think kind of girl, she knows that winning could mean everything. Besides, sharing her writing with the royals couldn't possibly be bad publicity.

approved.

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eve adalynn foster ;; yes like the bible story
            ( nineteen & female & chef )

          B I O G R A P H Y ━ color outside the lines

    Eve Adalynn Foster, another selected, another caste four, another chef. Except, she was different. She was a sac of sarcasm, mixed with feelings and with a dash of flirtatiousness. She was bored, of everything and endlessly tired. Eve was in the need for something new, something fresh. Eve wanted to be Eve, from the story, and be in an entirely new enviorment. And that's exactly why she's where she is right now.

Eve was the daughter to some insurance brokers and a construction guy. Her mom basically helped people save money and simultaneously took their money, and her dad just built stuff for people in exchange for money. And then there was Eve, and her brother, Ricky. They had to figure out what they were going to do, to drag in the money too. Because that was all anyone really cared about in her family anyway.

Cooking was fun and the food was delicious. That, and she made really good money and it was almost never boring. That's why Eve became a chef. So she wouldn't get bored but so she could also make money for her useless family. She loves them, don't get her wrong, she just finds them annoying and would much rather prefer to go live in her own restaurant than with them. And that's why she applied for the selection.

It wasn't that she wanted to be away from them or anything, she was just bored. And tired of everyone. Even her friends, with their constant new gossip about the guys they fucked over the weekend were boring. And all the cooking shows, although very fun, seemed to fall into a schedule, which Eve hated because schedules were boring. She wanted something new and exciting. So, here she is.

ᴄ ʜ ᴀ ʀ ɪ ᴛ ʏʜ ᴀ ʀ ᴛ | ᴇɪɢʜᴛᴇᴇɴ, sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ, ᴛᴡᴏ ( ᴀᴄᴛʀᴇss )
how did that girl even get in here? do you see her?



she's so short and that dress is so tacky

ᴄʜᴀʀɪᴛʏ Hart is the primadonna of the silver screen. (That means, like, princess in Spanish, right? Of course it's right — Charity Hart is always right.) Here's the sitch: ever since she starred in the live-action remake of Princess Mononoke (oh, the makeup for that project was just so much fun!), she's been like, crazy popular in Illea. She's not just a starlet. She's a star. No, scratch that — she's a full-blown supernova (those do shine the brightest, after all; and what could be a better representation for Charity than a radiant, new star?).

You might be asking, Charity, you're already so perfect, so why did you apply for the Selection? The answer is simple: It's because she's so perfect! The nation needs someone more than just a lowly wench playing dress-up as their future queen. And God forbid a seven ever become one of the Elite, let alone become queen. Charity's pretty sure that's against the Constitution (or is it the Ten Commandments? Government class was so hard).

Anyway, the point is, there is literally no one more suited to become queen than Charity Hart. Literally. She's Googled the other Selected girls, and please. Have you seen those Wikipedia portraits? Get a look at those, Nicky, dear. Don't believe it? Well, Charity is unbelievably perfect.

If you're having doubts, here's the top five reasons why Charity Hart is most suited to be Illea's next queen:

1. She's kind of gorgeous? See previous paragraph. A queen needs to be beautiful, after all. She's a reflection of the country and an image has to be good. The future heir also has to be beautiful, you know; after all, no girls are going to sign up for the Selection if the crown prince is ugly. (Just think of how cute her kids with Nicky would be!)

2. She has perfect manners. She's basically already a queen in behavior. For Heaven's sake, she even knows how to say hello foreigners in other languages! Like hola. Or ni hao. Or sayonara. See? Our on-screen queen is basically already an ambassador for this fine country.

3. Humility. Charity is so full of — well — charity! All she thinks about is giving to others. She updates her social media almost daily with new selfies — more than her fan base needs, for sure. And she even replies to a few lucky ones who comment. She really just has such a generous hart.

4. She's, like, the most patriotic person ever. Sending troops all over the world? Yes! Monarchy? Yes! (Who wouldn't want to live in a palace?) Selection? Definite yes! Really, Illea's kings and lawmakers have been wonderful. Charity loves being a citizen in this country that celebrates righteous freedom, yet never bows to that vicious little social climbing scum, or worse — the gays.

5. Most importantly, she'd keep the bloodline pure. The Harts have been Twos since the conception of Illea, and they have always bred with other Twos. No Eights in her bloodline — heaven forbid — so there's none of that craziness (god, what attention-seekers, right?) in the family. Not to mention that it's simply the Illean way to not... intermarry. Sure, there was that Selected queen a while back — Elmo? Elsa? Whatever, Charity's an actress, not some histology nerd — that tarnished the bloodline with her nonexistent eyes, but, well, it doesn't really show in Nicky, anyway, so Charity's willing to overlook that. And with his hair? And her coloring? They could make Illea gold again — make Illea great again.

I am deceased. and so is arthur. he's digging his grave by hand. no one dig him out ever he's happier alone.

i'm actually crying I can't even bree anyways she's approved

Anastasia "Ana" Lilian Roosevelt
↳ 18●student/part-time librarian●caste 3●female●heterosexual

A p p e a r a n c e

Ana is unlike any girl you may meet. Her appearance does not make her stand out; it does quite the contrary. Though she can blend in with the crowd, this girl is a one of a kind.
Anastasia is a girl of great beauty, but beauty that often goes unapreciated through society. You may not even take a second glance at her, but if you don't, it is your mistake. Anastasia is above average height, standing at five feet and eight inches. She has wonderful posture, and can almost never be caught slouching (unlike me tbh). Anastaisa is not thin; she is quite the contrary. She has a soft hourglass figure, with wide hips which her mother tells her are child bearing hips. Anastasia has olive skin, which tans with sun exposure. To compliment her skin, her hair is very dark, nearly black, but is brown. Her cheeks and nose are dusted with freckles, which are only noticable if you are close. Anastasia has chocolate brown eyes, flecked with gold, framed with dark, thick eyebrows. She believes that the eyes are the window to the soul, and that is true enough for her. Her nose is a gentle, button like one that fits her features perfectly. Anastasia has soft, pink lips, with a naturally perfect cupid's bow.

H i s t o r y

Anastasia comes from a rather large family of six. With two older sisters and a younger brother, Anastasia was never not busy. She was constantly studying or cleaning. In her rare moments of free time, she would exercise her mind with reading. Anastasia's mother firmly believes that reading is the exact reason she is in school to become a veterinarian.

Even though Anastasia is exteremly intelligent, she did not significantly stand out in school. She blended into the background, but was still noticed and bullied by some. Anastasia has no idea what love is like, and perhaps that is due to her father always being away for military purposes. As a very inexperienced lover, she is rather nervous for the Selection.

Even while in the Selection, Anastasia intends on continuing to study to be a veterinarian, even if she cannot work part time as a libarian. She does believe in love, but if it is not with the prince and she does not become queen she wants to have a back up plan. Though this may seem as though she is not trying, it is quite the contrary. Anastasia firmly believes that knowledge is powerful, hence the studying. She would like to be an intelligent queen, if she does become queen at all.

P e r s o n a l i t y

Anastasia is a very intelligent girl, both scholarly and in an unconventional way. She was and is very smart in school, but is also very adaptable to life. When her situation changes, Anastasia is quick to learn the correct way to handle it. She thinks outside the box, so she is rather clever and creative. Anastasia's mind is full of wonderful stories, as her imagination is as endless as the galaxies. more to be roleplayed out...

Everyone has their secrets...

and some are more deadly than others...

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━━━━ female ( ♀ ) × nineteen ( xix ) × housekeeper ( vi ) ━━━━

♛ P E R S O N A L I T Y

Ashling was never expected to be anything more than a lowly six. From the moment she was born, everything had already been planned out for her to follow in her parents' footsteps. Ashling was trained to be never be heard and seen, which basically meant that she was to become invisible. Her mother taught her to never show any emotions, especially negative ones, and to always be polite while on the job. From a young age, Ashling learned to mature quickly because her parents were always working from early in the morning until late at night. She became the perfect child, who was always obedient to parents and never caused trouble for them. Ashling would always put on a smile and pretend as if everything was fine just so that she wouldn't have to worry her parents.

However, not everyone is perfect; all humans are flawed and filled with imperfections. For example, Ashling is short-tempered, sarcastic, and curses like a sailor. According to her mum, she is the complete opposite of what a lady should be. Though she tries her best to keep up the image of a perfect daughter, sometimes Ashling just explodes because all the emotions she holds in and it just builds up over time to create a monster. However, because Ashling has a younger brother to take care, she tries her best to not influence in a bad away.

ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ sᴍɪʟᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴ ᴇғғᴏʀᴛ, ʜɪᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ᴀs ɪғ ᴛʜᴇʏ❜ʀᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʜɪᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴇ

♛ B I O G R A P H Y

Ashling Marionette Cross was born to Felix Cross and Iris Ella McBane, a family of sixes. Her dad was a driver for the elite while her mum worked a housekeeper, trying their best to earn enough money to provide for their family. Since her parents were used to only supporting themselves, having an extra mouth in the family was even more difficult for them. However, Ashling noticed how they never complained no matter how exhausted and/or stressed they were. Therefore, as to not cause problems for her parents, she decided to become the perfect daughter. However, she didn't realize how this image would come to haunt her.

When Ashling's little brother was born, it was her job at home to tend for him and become a kind of mother figure for him while their parents were busy working. Never complaining and always unselfish, this upheld her persona as the perfect daughter.

Growing up, Ashling learned to just hide all her negative emotions behind a smile because she quickly understood that everything was easier that way. The fact that her family was struggling financially wasn't something that was necessarily a secret. They were a family of sixes, so it wasn't something uncommon among the community of sixes. When Ashling started working as a housekeeper, she was exposed to so many new things. Because she usually stayed at home and rarely ventured outisde, she became a somewhat sheltered child. Though she knew that the fives were talented in the arts, Ashling never really witnessed any of their work and was amazed by it, especially the painting canvases. However, she understood that it wasn't her place to desire or want anything; she couldn't be selfish. Therefore, her solution was to just seal her feelings and smile, never expressing her true thoughts.

❝ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴄʜᴏsᴇɴ,❞ the letter reads. The first time in a while that Ashling just exploded in anger and frustration was when her mum tried to convince her to apply for a position of one of the Selected. She was always going along with what her parents wanted and was never able to be herself (whatever that means). Ashling doesn't really care about trying to become the next queen of Illéa and it's not like she's ever used to getting what she wants. As always, she puts on a facade and wears a fake smile for show.

  
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▬ [ caste iii ; scientist ; xix ; demi ]  ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

mercurial, ever-changing, never still — Oriana is volatile, so similar to the unbalanced chemicals and elements she loves to play with. At her best, she's simply moody, smiling and congenial one moment, face severe and eyes dark with anger the next. She's built from casual grace, a collected indifference, and that self-assured elegance of the comfortably, if not excessively, rich. It's all a front, really, a first impression born from circumstance and setting. But besides the way she seems to breeze through life without a care, there's a spark in her mind and at her fingertips — one that so often manifests in actual flame. Really, that's just a nice way to phrase the fact that Oriana likes to blow shit up. She's even been called a pyromaniac before — she just laughed at that. It's not like they were wrong; it was that they thought it an insult that amused her to no end.

But what did anyone really expect? Oriana spent more time in her parents' labs than at her own home, listening to her father talk about black matter and orbital mechanics, watching her mother carefully measure out chemicals in controlled environments. She was balancing equations before she even learned to ride a bike. She didn't bother with school; her parents took care of her education, brought in tutors for any subject matter they couldn't handle. Pampered, but challenged continuously, pushed to the full extent of her mind and beyond — Oriana is, frankly, a nerd with a rich girl's behaviors.

It's a bit disconcerting, at times, how Oriana not only switches moods, but switches gears: from calculating the exact amount of sodium she needs for a reaction to bitching about how the coffee she called for two minutes ago still isn't at her side. She's flippant and uncaring about the things that don't interest her — naively so, some might say — but intense and unforgiving when it's a matter of importance to her. But mostly, she just wants what she wants, simple as that. Her strokes of scientific genius — fueled mainly by caffeine — are interspersed with the sort of actions fueled by wealthy boredom. How else to explain why she started selling drugs to those who traveled her same circles, only to stop just as suddenly? Not for the money. How else to justify the sleepless nights spent creating homemade fireworks and setting them off from random rooftops at 3 in the morning? There's no real rhyme or reason to Oriana's actions and decisions — she just does, consequences be damned.

ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ─────────────────────────── ◆

Name: Chastity Chase
Age: 18
Caste: 3
Occupation: Poet
Appearance: (face claim - georgie henley) has wavy redish brown hair. Usually lets it down and at home will clip back hair that flies in front of her face. She has a small button nose and thin lips. Lips are naturally a pinkish shade. Her eyes are a grayish blue with small flecks of darker blue.
Description: She is the youngest of thre3 children. She has an older sister and then the middle child is her older brother. She is a definite daddy's girl but still cares for her mother dearly. She is family oriented and would do anything for them. She would consider herself quite spoiled so tries not to take advantage of the fact.

She wishes she were in the 5th caste, although she would not like being deprived of certain necessities. She loves to sing and finds that although she is a beautiful writer than she is just as good as singing along to her favorite tunes. She can also play the piano and knows French.

She has a small relation to some people in France. She has relations to some of the royalty as her grandmothers sister is married to a cousin to the Prince (quite a stretch although she does hope it will help her in a way). Because of this she has learned the beautiful language that is French.

Chastity believes she wouldn't be the worst choice for the newest Queen of Illea although she does believe a little training could bring her farther up in that department. She wouldn't mind the way they live either. She loves dressing up and also wouldn't mind a few pieces of nice clothing.

[ Q U O T E S ]
“Love is overrated ““ Fight Me”
[ N A M E ]
• Name: Hayden Beth Black
• Nickname(s): Candy, Blacky, Miss Black, That girl
• Meaning: unknown
[ A G E ]
• Age: 16
• Birthday: December 03 1999
• Zodiac:
• Place of Birth: Bakersfield

[ G E N D E R ]
• Gender: female
• Pronouns: she-her-hers
• Orientation: straight

[ R A C E ]
• Race: Human
• Nationality: American
• Ethnicity: Caucasian
• Religion: I say religion shouldn't matter
[ S T A T U S ]
• Occupation: Studying
• Caste: 3
[ P E R S O N A L I T Y ]
• Persona: She Is kinda kept to herself. Hates Girls that are snobbish. And always says “ Fight me”. She is nice from the inside but is built up from the outside. She will hurt you if u hurt someone close to her. She is not kind and hates people in general.


[ L I K E S ]
• , Writing, Reading,Poetry( Dark), Etc.

[ D I S L I K E S ]
My parents
Snobbis girls
Abuse
Secrets
Rude people
People with big egos
And.more hah

[ F E A R S ]
Being alone
A quiet room
Loudness (it leads to anxiety)
Tests
Losing myself or.friends

[ L A N G U A G E S ]
• English: just plain old English
Asl (American sign.language) : fluent


[ E D U C A T I O N ]
• Highest Grade Level Completed: 11th Grade
• GPA: very High
[ A P P E A R A N C E ]
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• Hair: brown
• Eyes: Blue
• Skin Tone: picture
• Height: 5.4"
• Weight: 109 Ilbs
• Build: meh
• Faceclaim: Acacia Brinley

[ F A M I L Y ]
•
avoids this question
[ F R I E N D S ]
•non

[ R I V A L S ]
•everyone

[ E N E M I E S ]
•everyone

[ B I O ]
•Hayden doesn't believe in true love but was forced into the selection by her horrible “Sweet And Annoying” parents. Her and her parents got into a car crash, but she lived through it. Her mom died. Her dad got remarried 4 years later. Her stepmom is very nice to her but Hayden pays her no attention. She has scars on her wrist from self harm but she hides them. she was only 2 when it happened so she really doesn't know her parents.She is in high school. One year to go. People avoid her so she naturally avoids people. Trusting people freaks her out, but love scares her much much more than anything else.She doesn't know if it's because she always gets hurt or what.

Name: Samantha Jacobs
Age: 17
Caste: 6
Occupation: Maid
Appearance: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/... Samantha is 5'5" with a slender, hourglass figure. While she doesn't look it, she's very strong because, as the eldest of her siblings, she has to help with the heavier work. She's very lean from years of going hungry but she's not so thin she appears sickly.
Description: Samantha grew up in a house of eight as the eldest of size children. Her family works specifically for an Elderly Two couple, the Merrits. Samantha's father has served the Merrits since he was 16 and they hired Samantha's mother when she married him. They've given all their children jobs in their home and pay the Jacobs as much as they can without being over generous. Samantha works mainly as a maid but also helps her mother with the cooking and the sewing and watching over the Merrits' grandchildren whenever they're over. Samantha is very kind and creative. She often daydreams or whistles while doing her chores, earning her a scolding every once and awhile. She's very loyal and protective of her friends and family. She often mothers her younger siblings. She has twin brother, Micheal and John who are 15, twin sisters Alice and Mary who are 11, and her youngest brother, Mattie who's 7. She's protective over all of them and they're all close, but Samantha's closest to Mattie. She misses him most while she's gone. She applied to the Selection because she was simply curious as to if she could get in and what it might be like if she did.

Cerelia Rose Malloy | 17| Selected | Caste 2 | Acteress and Singer |


Cerelia Rose Malloy was born to Zoe Renee Malloy (née Gorges), a supermodel, and Jayden Lucas Malloy, an influential businessman and acquaintance of the King. Cerelia was an only child and had a privileged childhood, there was really no way to describe it other than that. Her mother Eleonora and father Jayden both worked as dentists and Cerelia was a 3. However, from a young age she showed such great promise at acting and singing that she was quickly hired for a popular kids TV show when she was 5 and has been a star ever since. Cerelia has now been in countless movies and is very well known around Illea for her roles in young adult and child movies.

As an actress, Cerelia has learnt to hide her true feelings and emotions and act like a perfect girl for the sake of her career and to appeal to the public. Cerelia will smile all day and then get home and cry herself to sleep because of the stress she has to endure in her day to day life.

Cerelia is quite often considered pretty, with curly caramel coloured hair, tanned skin, big hazel eyes framed by long eyelashes, a delicate nose, rosy cheeks and red lips always set in a perfect pout. Cerelia quite often changes up her look for different movie roles.

Cerelia is clever but hasn't attended school since she started acting full time, and knows there is no future for her in anything other than the arts. Cerelia has always dreamed of being a princess and would listen wistfully to her mother as she told Cerelia all about the Selection. When Cerelia was chosen for the Selection, she couldn't be happier, but her parents were worried her career would suffer from this and warned Cerelia to grab the medias attention at any costs and bring herself some publicity, and that's just what Cerelia plans to do.

The most beautiful of eyes have cried the most years and the sweetest smiles have gone through the most pain.