SHOCKETT, austin evan

[minty]

If I'm a bad person, you don't like me
Well, I guess I'll make my own way

AUSTIN EVAN SHOCKETT

Everybody says: "Time heals everything."
But what of the wretched hollow?
The endless in-between?
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It's a circle, a mean cycle
I can't excite you anymore

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Name: Minty
Age: I'll be fifteen real soon...I know it seems young...I'll prove otherwise.
Rping experience: Four or five years
Rping level: Well I don't have high opinion of myself, but I'd say moderate.
How did you find us: Through an Advertisement

Where's your gavel, your jury, what's my offense this time?
You're not a judge but if you're gonna judge me, well sentence me to another life

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Full Name: Austin Evan Shockett
Nickname(s): Austin, Evan, Shock, Ev
Age: Seventeen
Birthday:April 21
Status: Single and not looking
Sexuality: Homosexual (Doesn't accept it)
Time spent at Horizon: 2 months
Canon or Original: Original

Group: Student
Grade: 11
Horizon Group: Ridgerunners
Why are you here: Depression, Anorexia, OCD
Staff Position: N/A

Don't wanna hear your sad songs, don't wanna feel your pain
When you swear it's all my fault cause you know we're not the same

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Hair color: Naturally light brown with some darks mixed within.
Eye color: Dark brown almost black.
Height: Fairly short at 5'10
Weight: 101
Build: Short and very thin.
Tattoos and/or piercings: None
Style: Clothing and much else didn’t bother him. More recently however Austin’s put some more effort into his clothing choices. His wardrobe to say the least is casual leaning on formal. Blazers, polos, button down shirts, and dress jeans are pretty dominant. However search further and you’ll find some more soul so to say. He owns some band t-shirts, graphic tees, and plain jeans with a few tears. Austin’s closet often comes off as conflicting, but it’s really all a matter of how he is feeling one day or the next. Austin is a fan of scarves and sunglasses. He loves to top any outfit with a scarf, or to go out with those giant sunglasses that are oh so popular these days. A wide range of clothes inhabits his closet so Austin’s always ready to surprise.
Play By: Kevin Flamme

The friends who stuck together, we wrote our names in blood
But I guess you can't accept that the change is good

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Likes:
+ Cooking/Baking
+ Not eating
+ Coffee / Tea / Fruit smoothies
+ Running / Cardio
+ Fashion
+ Reading
+ Solitude
+ Winter
+ Nights
+ Scarves
+ Sushi (Even though he stopped eating it)
+ The Orient
+ The Occult
+ Learning new languages
+ New York
Dislikes:
- Being forced to eat
- Being caught purging himself
- Having to go through his "rituals"
- Imperfections
- People
- Making friends / love interests
- His mother and father
- This place
- Meat
- Uncleanliness
- Alcohol and drugs
- Tatoos and piercings
- Anyone who comes off as trashy
- Dirt and insects
- Sports
Fears:
(!) Falling in love and getting hurt again
(!) Being imperfect the rest of his life
(!) Becoming fat
Strengths:
(!) Cooking/Baking
(!) Organizing things
(!) Fashion Design
Weaknesses:
(!) Making friends / Meeting people
(!) Sharing feelings
(!) Playing video games
Secrets:
(!!!) He's gay
Overall personality:
+ Organized; Austin is of course OCD, meaning he’s impeccably organized in everything he does. Everything needs to have time, place, and reason with him. Organization is key in his life. Everything revolves around how organized he is. This is linked also to his want for control on his life. He wants to be able to control everything as to not cause problems or anything like a problem. If he controls his life then nothing bad will happen. You might call him a control freak, uptight, or picky. In all truth he is definitely all of these.

+ Aesthetic; The arts is what Austin excels in the most, not that he doesn’t do well in school but he is amazing in art. Particularly fashion design, but more so culinary arts. Some may not consider cooking an art but when you analyze it closer you can see the amount of time and thought that goes in. To take the right spices and techniques and then piece them together in a work of art is what Austin is great at. He owns a sketchbook filled with recipes, doodle, designs, and writing bits. He’s dabbled in many different art styles. His heart however is in cooking and fashion design.

+ Listener; While he doesn’t like people he will put up with them. Austin is patient and a listener to the end. It seems to be a trait that he inherited with his isolative lifestyle. Without a doubt Austin will pay attention and offer advice, that is of course if you can get through to him enough so that he’ll warm up to you.

- Organized; While organization is a good thing, Austin takes it to the next level. He is of course OCD meaning that he’ll lose sleep over the feeling he’s forgotten something. His rituals of cleanliness cut into his life, time wise. In fact there are various rituals that cut into his life that Austin often times must complete before doing anything. Slowly though with this place he’s overcoming this. It’s still a large problem

- Weak; While Austin shuns away from people he is very weak both physically and mentally. He is easy to target and pick on and he won’t defend himself. He is also easy to walk over, with the right words and promises he can be manipulated quite easily. He gives into pressure much too quickly.

- Reserved; Austin’s worst problem is his shyness. Various factors cause this, self-consciousness, the thought of being hurt again, and many more. So Austin keeps to himself not often making friends. However he’ll try, but he doesn’t enjoy being social, in fact it occasionally makes Austin irritable. His somewhat cold exterior also keeps many people away from him.

You treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir

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Birthplace: Chicago, Illinois
Hometown: On campus? Mother still lives in New York.
Heritage: 100% French
Mother: Heather Shockett (Delacroix)
Father: Nicholas Shockett
Sibling(s): None
Other important family members: None
Pet(s): None

History: When Heather and Nicholas came together to make Austin life seemed perfect. Well, the beginning was perfect but of course like everyone else here that didn’t last long. Austin’s father was a successful lawyer and his mother a doctor. Both had high paying jobs that required much attention, not to mention they’re high class friends and parties that required just as much. Of course Austin was left at home most the time seeing his parents once in the day for about fifteen minutes before they were gone again. Don’t get me wrong his parents cared enough to send him to expensive private schools, to buy him anything he wanted, to get him only designer clothes. Material things were something Austin was used too and for a while they preoccupied him. His first few years living were lonely at best.

In school Austin was quiet, reserved, unlike most other boys his age he had no interest in sports or anything of the sort. He’d rather isolate himself and read or draw. One thing that kept him going through those bad days was cooking. His house was always stocked with food, rather than pick up a bag of chips and head upstairs Austin picked up a cooking book and started cooking. He’d go through at least 3 cooking books in a month, picking up tricks and ideas. Baking was equally as fun if not more.

It wasn’t until Austin was fourteen when his parents split. His father had been cheating on his wife with not just one woman but two. Whatever respect Austin had for Nicholas was gone. So Heather took her “baby” and bought a home in New York. At this time Austin didn’t mind moving, it wasn’t like he had many friends at school. He was boring most his life, nothing seemed to excite Austin aside from his aesthetic talents. He excelled in cooking and baking but his talents didn’t end there. All the clothes his parents bought him gave Austin an idea of fashion. Sooner or later he was drawing out his own clothes quite surprised with the positive results. New York gave him an edge to fashion seeing as Austin was often out in the stores and high-class areas.

Life with Heather was probably where things really took a nosedive. The divorce had made her bitter, every man was a dick in her head. She took most of this out on Austin. She would criticize everything he did often times attacking him with verbal abuse. She called him fat, ugly, stupid, whatever came out of her mouth. While this might bounce off some Austin absorbed it soon looking at himself as imperfect. From this point perfection was everything he strained for. Austin began to excel in school immersing himself in studies. He formed strange rituals of organization such as writing a schedule out twenty-three times exactly. Soon large stacks of daily schedules grew. Not only this but he made cleanliness a focal point of his life. His room was always clean, pristine, and everything had its place. Austin’s hands would be rough from washing them over and over. However one very strange ritual formed, Austin would open a door until he kissed all ten of his fingertips and touched the doorknob with all ten fingers and opening it. He began doing this meticulously everyday. Heather noticed and it annoyed her, she’d try to stop these habits of his but it was too late. Austin was forming a severe case of OCD with new strange rituals appearing daily.

It didn’t end their, his OCD was never life threatening, it was controllable, and tolerable. However Austin started looking in the mirror and seeing imperfection. He was always fat in his head; he needed to get rid of it. While he was a great cook and his food was always delicious Austin never ate a bite of it. He’d take a picture of the finished product and then put it in a book. He did this often until he filled two whole books with pictures. Austin barely ate and soon began forcing himself to throw up. He needed to be skinny. He would run often and began to become fatigued. His mother had housekeepers one of which was noticing these changes. She told Heather who basically blew up on Austin causing all of his problems to worsen. In the end what he wanted was to please his mother. Seeing himself as imperfect Austin continued these habits until he ended up in a hospital one night on the edge of death. After reviving him, the doctor made sure he had counseling and went into recovery. For a while he fought his addiction until he got back out.

After the recovery his mother seemed to back off for a while. Austin was slowly overcoming the anorexia gaining some weight and some of the rituals he formed were becoming less important. Kevin only quickened his healing. At school he had a friend named Kevin. Kevin protected him; made him feel wanted, and all around cared for Austin. Austin liked Kevin, more than a friend, more than anything ever. It wasn’t until the two were alone one day that his feelings came out. It was almost a dream when Kevin felt the same. After a few months’ things seemed to be going good for Austin, he found someone who loved him, someone perfect. In the end of course Kevin ended up leaving Austin for someone else, and of course Heather found out about her son’s little crush.

With Kevin leaving him and Heather now attacking Austin for being gay things plummeted. Austin reverted to his OCD, anorexia, and formed depression. Things somewhat twisted in his head. Austin didn’t want friends; his idea was that in the end they’d leave you like his father, like Kevin. He didn’t want to believe he was gay or take the lifestyle and discrimination for being gay, in the end he was. Finally, he was imperfect and only through purging and organizing could he ever attain being perfect. Austin now is quiet, reserved, and usually sullen. Many people seem to find him a bore and often ignore him. All he really needed in the end was just a little attention to let him know that he wasn’t useless, and that he wasn’t alone in this world. However it’s hard to find someone else who’s an OCD, depressed, anorexic, gay kid to understand him. He finds his only solace in cooking, fashion design, and music.

So what now? Well, his mother was sick of him and decided to send him here. With nothing to lose Austin agreed being sent to this school for troubled kids. He didn’t think he was troubled, I mean he didn’t want to kill anyone. Arriving here he didn’t like it. They made you interact with people; the one thing Austin hated the most. He became snappy and quite sarcastic with people. His cold personality seems to shun off many. However if you happen to get close enough he might warm up to you and underneath he’s a great listener.

I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out

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Rp sample: Dolly looked at the makeshift map following the route she had drawn. The halls were quiet, eerie almost. Something wasn't right. Regardless she pressed on under the same guise as she always did. The first day she had found the library hidden down here so deep inside the maze. She had spent the whole day there among the dusty old books. She had even bought a lock so that way she could make it her own special place. It might seem selfish but she didn't want to share that library with people who would misuse its power.

Arriving at the small doors she opened them placing the lock on it behind her. She looked up. It was as she left it. High ceiling with shelves reaching all the way up and large precarious ladders. There were windows reaching from the floor to the ceiling, cracked and covered by stone after being built over. She waved her hands using a simple illumination spell to make the hall seem as if natural light still poured in through those windows.

Dolly smiled looking aorund pushing her glasses up as she walked forward and stopped. She had the same feeling as she had in the hall. Something was off. She continued forward to the old creaky sofa she had been reading on, books piled on the tables next to it. This time around she had brought a blanket to put over the couch as not to get dust all over herself. She placed it down and headed to the far back of the library where the necromancy section was.

Last time she had been reading a book on evil spirits. She took its counterpart on good ones this time. Walking back to the couch she settled in pulling out a bottle of water. The first things she noticed were the words 'Spirit Guide'. She turned toward it reading over the words. A spirit meant to protect you? She kept reading liking the sound of that. It almost made her want one. However there weren't any spirits to protect her from. She sighed as she put the book aside in thought.

In the corner of her eye she saw it. A book on the table moved an inch. Than another, and it hit the floor. She stared at it, first in amazement and wonder, then in fear. She stood up as another one was thrown with more force. Another, another, they began flying toward her as she ducked. However it seemed more than whatever was in the library was in there. More books flew from the right of her hitting her square in the side of the face busting open the skin with force. Dolly touched the warm liquid. She needed to get out of here, and quick.

More books flew toward her hitting her arms and face leaving purple bruises. Dolly fumbled to get the key out while getting pummeled by books coming from seemingly nowhere. After a few tries she got it. Opening the door and taking the lock to lock it behind her. Maybe it would keep whatever was in there, in there. She locked it behind her the noise stopping. The blood along her face matched the color of her hair. It wasn't safe yet. She felt still a presence in the halls as she began briskly walking through them looking at her map every so often. Her body ached as bruises began forming and her head was pounding. Dolly was scared. More scared than she had ever been in her life.

Dolly looked around feeling the presence grow. They were attracted to her weakness. Finally she broke into the newer parts of the school the presence slowly fading as she headed straight for the nurse.

[[This was from awhile ago on a fantasy roleplay]]
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