A Death in Summer ❧ An Advanced Roleplay discussion

. rami malek
. soul
. thinks he died an honorable death -- hella didn't
. been in Purg for what can be considered two years
. sorta cocky
. a bit dark


. lucy liu
. soul
. has figured out her death but didn't leave
. almost like a spiritual guide for other spirits
. trying to figure out how to be a Guide
. hella smart
. maternal


. khylin rhambo
. guide
. very new to his job
. a bit naive
. hard working, though


. im yoona
. soul
. looks cute but hot damn
. anger issues
. hella violent death


. taron egerton
. soul
. previously a con artist
. smoother than a fresh dried skippy
. hot damn


. zoe kravitz
. guide
. more into the "hands on" experience
. very relaxed, considering
. was once a Soul


. nicolas simoes
. soul
. refuses to believe he died
. flirtatious
. silver tongue


. imogen poots
. soul
. flower child
. kanye not be so sweet
. very dependent on others


. samuel larsen
. guide
. seems like he doesn't care but actually really does
. dismissive
. has flashes of his death
. not too good with showing much emotion


. ashley moore
. soul
. apologetic
. blames herself for pretty much everything
. let's just say her death wasn't very clean


. daniel sharman
. soul
. instigator
. got caught in a fight that he started
. loves to see shit go down


. crystal reed
. guide
. seems insecure
. contemptuous
. hella mean + rigid
. but has a soft side to her


. tyler posey
. soul
. doesn't really care about how he died
. more interested in exploring Purg
. wants to be in a band of Souls to travel
. happy-go-lucky


. arden cho
. soul
. wants to get the hell out of Purg
. cynical
. on that vengeful spirit flow

━ zoe saldana ; twenty-six, female, soul
. was a firewoman
. was married and divorced, no kids
. pretty chill about being dead
. wouldn't mind staying in Purg
. rough and tumble
. she's not mother material
. cold as ice

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━ amandla stenberg ; fourteen, female, soul
. moved from a farm to the city
. ???
. a little flower, really
. scared of blood
. avoids trying to find out about her murder
. "siblings" with Fiend's Rami
. guided by Kikki's Ara


━ aubrey plaza ; twenty, female, guide
. mean and sarcastic af
. not approachable
. murdered (drug overdose)
. supposedly murdered someone else before
. not inclined to talk about it
. was a soul for a really long time
. hates Purg and her job a lot
. Fiend's Imogen's guide


━ freddie highmore ; sixteen, male, soul
. got in a bus crash
. died in the emergency room
. utterly fascinated by Purg
. wants to stay forever
or not, he can't really decide
. sweet kid
. soft-spoken
. Fiend's Crystal as his guide
. really good friends with Lildk's Isabella


━ ian hendry ; twenty-two, male, guide
. mer's guide
. dorky, too smart for anybody's good
. really nice and sweet
. really protective
. passive-aggressive
. cancer (died about 2-3 years ago)
. friends with Shad's Jessica


━ cho kyuhyun ; twenty, male, soul
. hella annoying rich kid
. pretty snobbish
. obviously took life for granted
. doesn't believe he's dead
like what the hell right
how do I buy myself a ticket out of here
. really thinks that money will solve all your problems
. can't stand Purg
. friends with Fiend's Arden
. guided by Chrys' Elle

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Rochelle is a little bit on the fearless side. In school, she was often teased and called "Goth Girl." But she couldn't have been less afraid of death. At one point, it was even wondered if she could see the dead. Most thought of her as a tad bit odd but she had a different side to her. She is super sweet and smart which not a lot of people got to see. She is a little reserved and acts tougher then she actually is. When she came to Purg, she actually seemed more normal and real then the rest. It is probably because she doesn't put up with bull crap.

Reference:
Name:
Age:
Gender: ( if it isn't obvious )
Soul or Guide:
Description:

 

madeline scarlett winston identifies as gender
this soul/guide lived for age years

 

Description.

 

adira penrose webber identifies as gender
this soul/guide lived for age years

Description.

Charlie Elsbeth Monroe::Died at 21::Angel-Guide::Female

"We are most alive when we're in love. With the enormity of love I have for you, I can almost feel my heart beating again."

Pre-Death History

Charlotte Charlie Elsbeth Monroe died at the tender age of 21. How, many wonder, did this red headed beauty pass away? Her eyes scream innocence, her naturally occurring soft pout seeming to ask for nothing but kindness, perhaps even friendship. Her life, for the 21 years she spent it, seemed to be as innocent as she.
Charlie grew up in Oxford, England with her mother and father. Her parents were divorced when she was only four years of age, and this was Charlie's first example of the fragility of human bonds. Her father disappeared, only to return occasionally on her birthday. He was there for her fifth, sixth, tenth...fourteenth...and then never again. She resented him immensely for this. What kind of father leaves his only child behind? Of course, she never voiced these thoughts.
She grew up a rather intelligent child, focusing most of her time on reading. Charlie was rarely seen without her nose buried within the depths of an old book. She wasn't much for modern fiction, classics were more her type. She knew from an early age that she wished to attend Oxford University as well. She often went to visit the campus, simply for fun. When she was but a sophomore in high school, she was visiting Oxford one day, when she bumped, quite literally, into someone from her school, a senior, named Timothy.
Timothy was the first boy to ever show interest in the young redhead, so of course she was smitten. He was kind to her, he wanted to attend Oxford much like she did, although obviously not as badly. When she spent her life trying to find her place, Timothy evidently knew his. It wasn't long before the two started going on dates. They never dated, he never asked her to be his girlfriend, but Charlie could hardly tell the difference. Their fling of dates lasted two months before she gave her virginity up to Timothy.
This was the biggest mistake of her living life, or so she believes. After their fantasy night, one where Charlie believed Timothy truly loved her. He was her first 'love,' she dreamed they would get married, they would go to Oxford together and have little Oxford babies and everything would be simply like a fairytale. But this was not so. Word spread rapidly around the school. Everyone knew the little sophomore had given her V-Card up to a senior--and they weren't even in a relationship. She was called every name in the book, and it wasn't long before Timothy stopped talking to her...she felt as if her entire life was falling apart.

But Charlie Monroe is one tough cookie. She came back swinging, hiding behind a facade of maturity and understanding that most of her classmates had no experience of. She walked about as if she owned the place, and she got treated almost as if she did. Things got significantly better the next year, when Timothy was gone. She didn't know if he made it into Oxford or not, and she never bothered finding out. Her ambition and her attitude brought friends towards her. She had a tight circle of girls whom she adored, and she took close care of them. She would block out all negative forces around her, and she acted as if she were invincible.

Charlie did make it into Oxford, something which she and her mother gloriously celebrated. Charlie was so excited to finally leave her high school and no longer need to act as she had for the past three years. She attended the University and for a while, it was everything she had dreamed.
Her major was in English, with a Minor in Communications and Journalism. She adored spending her time reading and analyzing and spending hours upon hours in the library. Everything was going smoothly until her sophomore year, second semester, when she met Dr. Edward Sloan. Dr. Sloan was an English Doctor, her educator for her Theories and Methods course. He was young, approximately 28, and married. He recognized her potential as a writer quite early in the class. They began meeting, just small, simple meetings, at a cafe, in his office, at the library. Everything seemed simple, until it wasn't.
It started with the small brush of his hand against hers, the lock of eyes, the share of a laugh. It was a late Friday night when the problem began. They were tired, it was late, and they had been analyzing text together for hours. Charlie made a rather cheesy, yet witty pun, and their eyes locked. She blinked, and suddenly, their lips were upon each other. It was wrong, and not simply because he was her professor. He was also married.
They tried to keep away from each other, to avoid the electricity which ran between them. But it was impossible. It was as if they were magnets, being pulled towards each other, and they could do nothing but go along with the ride. He professed his love for her, saying he would leave his wife, and they would be together. It seemed like he meant it. But he didn't.
Her junior year was when shit really hit the fan. Charlie was tired of secret meetings and the lies. After all, if he truly wanted to be with her, they should be allowed to be together. She gave Edward the ultimatum, telling him to leave his wife for her, or she would end things between them. It didn't go over well, and they got into a extreme fight. It was a good thing it was far after hours, because their screams echoed the halls. Finally, tired of the ridiculousness of the situation, she told him that either he was going to tell his wife, or she would do it.
They left on terrible terms. Charlie was sobbing, struggling with the knowledge of how fragile a thing love was, how breakable all bonds were. It was late, and it was dark, but she knew the way. It was nice out, so she decided to walk instead of flag a cab, and this was, perhaps, the decision which did her in. She made her way quickly down an alley towards her flat when she felt him grab her, her eyes quickly covered by a gloved hand, and hand which would have been familiar if it weren't covered. She couldn't scream, but she flailed against her attackers strong grasp.
He had planned to do it quickly, to stab her, to have it be done with, but her movement made him drop his knife. So, unsure of what to do, panicking, he snapped her neck and her body dropped, lifeless, to the ground. He ran. He was never caught. And Charlie's body was found, discarded, in a dumpster.

Appearance:

The first most noticeable detail about Charlie Monroe is her hair. Her hair is a burning red. Not what would be coined the hair colour of a "ginger," not a soft orange, but a strong, powerful, natural bloody red. Her nose slopes slightly upwards, like a tiny ski slope and her eyes are rather on the large side, like that of an aquatic being. Her eyes are as blue as smooth sea glass and seemingly always seeking knowledge. If one stares within them long enough, perhaps one will see the depths of her soul. Her skin is a pale, milky white, and she has a soft line of freckles over the bridge of her nose.
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Personality:

Charlie is generally a very caring individual. She feels the deep drive to take care of others at all costs. She also seeks a great love story. She wants love and connections more than nearly anything else. Even after she transitioned over to being a angel, and then a guide, she still sought to prove not all bonds were fragile.
This can create quite the problem for poor Charolette Monroe when it comes to her job as a guide. She often becomes very emotionally attached to the souls she is charged to take care of. It becomes very difficult to see her souls cross over, and would often throw her into deep pits of sorrow, where she would spend days simply roaming Purgatory, weeping. But she keeps helping these poor souls, even though every fiber of her being drivers her to do the opposite.
Her past is a very touchy subject and she often lashes out when questions about her time alive, or about her death, ever comes up. She claims she doesn't remember the actions of her death, but this is false. In truth, she remembers every detail, up to the moment where her neck was snapped and she drew her last breath.
Briefly, if one were questioned upon Charlie's personality, the traits which would most quickly be named would be, in no particular order: caring, stubborn, sad, longing.

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Natalie Middle Rosewood
[ died at twenty-five; feminine; sexuality; guide for Stella Perkins ]

The past is the past and that's exactly where Natalie would like to keep it. Of course, she never could forget... One doesn't just simply forget how they died, but she doesn't like bringing it up and she would rather people didn't ask.

liam something something
. fc; luke mitchell
. age; 22
. lovely little soul
. well accustomed to death; cancer kid-- don't pity him, he lived far longer than those morose bastards told him he would; they gave him 2 years and he lasted 6
. he's gone through it all; denial, bitter rejection, depression, chronic pain, waking up in the morning and realizing he couldn't see, feeling hopeless and lost and dejected. he drank and drank until everything was numb and smoked through an entire pack of cigarettes because why the fuck not?
. but he's also a hopeless romantic, and an optimist at heart. he feels as if he hadn't done enough. the world told him to live with no regrets, but now that's he's dead... well, that doesn't apply to him anymore, does it?


declan something something
. fc; theo james
. age; 26
. perpetually pissed off guide
. he's kinda just sick of all y'all-- after all, there are no vacations for guides. the humans like to categorize the world with the living and the dead and they forget the in between, the discards and the leftovers and the ones left to deal with the incredibly messy shit that belongs nowhere and to no one
. and yet he really does care. he'll guard over you fiercely and he's basically the protective older brother figure in your life that growls in annoyance at every little thing you do but loves you a lot deep, deep down


luca something something
. fc; eliza taylor
. age; 20
. bitter confused soul
. doesn't actually know how she died. one minute she was perched on the tree trying to hide from the fucking terroist group which had been on their tail for days (and not the other way around, as the us seems to suggest) and all of a sudden there was the the sensation of falling and then nothing and then bright lights and lots of terrifying hallucinations and the face of her dead father and then now this.
. came from a tough, meth-cooking family in a dirt poor town in the middle of nowhere. escaped by enlisting in the army and was one of the first batch of female combat fighters shipped off to kenya/nigeria/wherever but it didn't work out as planned
. she's killed people before, and doesn't feel too guilty about it. either you die or they die, and she would rather protect herself than sacrifice her life for some pathetic alcoholic bastard who's trying to rape her (it's happened one too many times).
. so she wasn't supposed to die. not when her life was just beginning.


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. fc; karen gillan
. age; 19
. innocent looking guide who isn't all that innocent
. she feels acutely. and they say that the living have to deal with the dead but the dead also have to deal with the living and the fact that they're not living and there's a lot of leftover pain that radiates from the souls and she has yet to learn how to completely deal with that.