#1984intro

[scrykimber]

[ dove cameron. cis female. she/her ] [ kimberly blake ] is a [ twenty-two ] year old [ counselor ] at camp reviere. [ she ] makes me think of [ white satin dresses, praying before meals, and the sound of a sewing machine ]. their favorite horror movie is [ poltergeist ] and they remind me of [ carrie white ]. [ nat. 24. est. she/they. ] 

a little info about saint kimberly 

it has always been kimberly and her mother. she has never met her father and doesn’t really want to know him based on the things her mother often screamed about relating to him.

because of her mother’s distrust in men she has a big distrust in them as well. which was never really a problem considering she hadn’t been around them much until high school. her mother was determined to home school her for most of her life, but she was not a patient teacher. kimberly liked to learn though so she latched onto her studies since her mother didn’t really like her going out much at all.

they lived in a pretty small home in pennsylvania. it was old and the floors creaked a lot so it was hard for kimberly to sneak around and her mother had excellent hearing. repairs were something her mother tended to do by hand which meant things didn’t work that well afterwards but kimberly adored their home for the most part. there were rumors about it once being haunted but kimberly thinks the neighbors started that to have a reason to avoid talking to her mom.

kimberly just wanted to be like the other girls she would see on tv from time to time. she didn’t think that was asking for a lot and she begged and begged for normalcy until she was gifted the opportunity for public schooling. she got her last few months of middle school in, which was weird to be shoved into when most of the people in her hometown knew each other well, but she made it work.

once high school though started it was game over. kimberly was fully exposed to the world she was missing out on and she loved it. it was messy and mean and complicated but she finally felt like she was doing something valuable with her time. making friends was really hard because her social skills are about as good as her moms, but she tries her best. she is a good-natured person deep down.

but she can be a bit judgmental. because her mother was so set on instilling her teachings into kimberly and for the most part they did stick. it didn’t help that her mother was overtly religious and expected kimberly to be just as much as she was. but in all honesty kimberly doesn’t know what to believe in. she wants to believe that everyone has good in them and they try their best to do good things, but her mother is always telling her otherwise.

once high school was over community college it was. kimberly knows her mother can afford it and she is able to get away and hide out in the library from time to time, which is her favorite thing to do.

the one thing that has ever been kimberly’s in embroidery. she loves it even though her peers call her an old lady for it. it relaxes her when she gets worked up and helps her work out the thoughts in her head. 

she saw her first horror movie sneaking it on the television while her mother was asleep. ever since then she has been a little too into the dark and stranger side of cinema.

she also has a deep love for music, but she had to listen to it when her mother was out because she found most of the modern music annoying.

surprisingly the idea of going to camp was her mother’s. she thought it would be a “safe” way of self-expression and kimberly hopped on the first chance to be away from her home. being a counselor was her own choice. for her entire life it has always been about her mother or what other people thought about her or different ways to avoid being surrounded by a crowd she didn’t understand and now she just wants to dive into it all. she wants to learn new things, experience life, and she thinks this camp will be her new safe haven.

she really does like kids but she sure does have a hard time connecting to them. which is unfortunate to watch in all honesty. so she is a bit of a pushover because she just wants them to like her.

so overall she is a bit judgey, and bit naive, but very determined to change those two things about her. a bit of wildcard now that she is nowhere near her mother.

wanted connections

someone who encourages kimberly to go and party every now and then. this person gave introduced her to smoking and drinking and letting loose. kimberly is a little co-dependent with them but it’s only because she has yet to find her own voice in these social situations.

a crush. for so long she has been afraid to open her heart but there are so many cute guys at camp that it’s hard for her not to swoon at people every now and then. but this guy....this is the one she can’t get out of her head.

someone who can’t stand her. kimberly is judgmental by nature and probably said something to offend them so honestly we cannot blame this person for not liking her.

classic bully. kimberly is really easy to bully so i mean.....why not? kimberly isn’t the type to fight back...at least not now.

and if anyone has ideas please share with me i suck at thissss.

[undeadspice69]

“Cover me with kisses, baby. Cover me with love. Roll me in designer sheets I'll never get enough“

[ HUNTER SCHAFER. TRANS-FEMALE. SHE/HER. ] [ AUDREY BOTWIN ] is a [ TWENTY ONE] year old [ COUNSELOR ] at camp reviere. [ SHE ] makes me think of [ LOUD ROCK MUSIC, CHUNKY SHOES, BLACK AND WHITE MOVIES, AND TIGHT CLOTHES ]. their favorite horror movie is [ NIGHT OF THE DEMONS ] and they remind me of [ TIFFANY VALENTINE ].

Audrey was raised by a single mom her dad died when she was only five. The only memories of her dad where ones that you mom put into her head, how he was a great man and how much he cared about the both of them. Even though through the years she found out that wasn’t necessarily true. 

Her mom wasn’t the most rich women they usually moved around from apartments or mobile homes but that never stopped her mom from raising her the right way. 

Surprisingly her and her mom are very close her mom supporting her on how she wants to dress and the kind of music she likes to listen to. 

Audrey HATES HATES HATES being told what to do she has a serious problem with authority and really can’t stand people who think they’re better than her.

She’s a super passionate person always being 100% with everything either she’s all in or not at all. This could be taken with her love life which some might call intense. Audrey will be all about you one minute but the second you turn on her or show disloyalty she’ll hurt you twice as bad. 

At times her cruelty comes when you least expect it.

BUT WHEN YOU’RE ON HER GOOD SIDE SHE’S A RIDE OR DIE

Audrey is one of those people who really beat to her own drummer not really one for fitting in or caring what other people think about her.

Really she just takes up odd jobs here and there while paying her own way to college. Not really sure what she wants to do yet but definitely wants to make her mark in this world. 

Audrey is super into old movies usually old monster movies she used to watch with her mom.

She loves kids! Which is why she took up this job it was easy money and getting to do whatever she wanted for a whole summer sounded good to her.

[clvrissa]

[ ODEYA RUSH. CIS FEMALE. SHE/HER. ] [ ƈʟǟʀɨֆֆǟ "ʀɨֆֆǟ" ƈօաɛռ ] is a [ TWENTY-ONE ] year old [ FIRST AID ] at camp reviere. [ SHE ] makes me think of [ hand stitched skirts, tarot cards shuffled but never dealt, silence ringing in your ears ]. their favorite horror movie is [ THE EVIL DEAD ] and they remind me of [ ֆǟʀǟɦ ɮǟɨʟɛʏ ]. [ ally. 22. est. she/her. ]

what’s up, y’all ???? my name is ally, i have a love/hate relationship with horror, i simp for bailey sarian, i’m extremely inconsistent with the Aesthetic, and i’m here with my fucked-up daughter, rissa !!! her inspo is, ofc, sarah bailey, but instead of magic it’s psychometry. cool? cool. details are below, and yes, this is a novel, but there’s tl;drs.

ֆȶǟȶɨֆȶɨƈֆ.

full name. clarissa genevieve cowen  nickname(s). rissa. she hates clarissa.  occupation. first aid at camp reverie, nursing student  age. twenty-one.  date of birth. january 27, 1963 nationality. american. ethnicity. ashkenazi jewish.  orientation. lesbian. gender & pronouns. cis female, she/her.

height. 5′8″.  weight. 150 lbs. eye color. grey-blue.  hair color + style. dark brown, curly, usually messy. she tries to braid it and keep it back but it always tends to get free.  distinguishing features. those spooky eyes, her homemade baggy clothes, deep and deadpan voice, 

ɮɨօɢʀǟքɦʏ.

born to a mechanic and the town psychic in louisiana in 1963, rissa was kind of destined to be an outcast. or, so she thought; her brother, chaplin, never had too much trouble fitting in.

she was more visibly the psychic’s daughter, though. not only bc she has wild hair, piercing eyes, and is terribly shy. from a young age, her mom used her as a prop during readings, the creepy little girl in the corner of the room. apparently chaplin couldn’t stay still long enough to be spooky :////

that was, until rissa helped one of her mom’s clients clean up her spilled purse, and she touched an old compact mirror. suddenly, she saw what it had seen, and blurted out that this was her mother’s old mirror, that she’d bought it in london and that it had seen war. 

so, her mother asked her to take part in the readings, sometimes. if there was an important object, she’d give it to rissa to evaluate. even if there wasn’t, she’d still put the client’s purse, coat, whatever next to rissa, in case she picked anything up. 

sometimes rissa couldn’t get anything, so she made things up. sometimes she sensed something, and sometimes, too often, she sensed something too awful to even keep the object in her hands. at least once a month, rissa saw something bad enough that she’d run to the attic and hide until her brother came to get her out. you can fill in the blanks there. 

it was when she was ten that her teacher told her there was always a scientific explanation for things, and that magic wasn’t real. she clung to that, and asked to read about seeing things. her teacher told her to find the dsm ii in the public library. what she found... made sense but was almost worse than magic. since then, she’s been convinced she’s sick, and she’s making all the things she saw up in her head. 

she also researched treatments, and that made her want to keep her mouth shut even more. 

she started to avoid readings as much as she could. her mother told her she was wasting her gift. rissa insisted it wasn’t a gift, it was an illness. a disease. 

uhhhhhhhh went full goth in high school. collected bones and hung out with the weird kids and smoked weed while listening to joy division in the woods. she didn’t like to touch people, she felt fucked up, and they were all okay with that. her best friend used to read lovecraft to her when she got high and rissa realized she was in love. she swallowed it down like she swallowed everything else down. 

she spent the last few months of high school living with her father, since her mother didn’t want her to go to nursing school. her brother helped her leave home, and now she’s a nursing student at a community college. 

tl;dr the psychic’s daughter has psychometry, sees some fucked up shit, suppresses her powers and convinces herself she’s having hallucinations, becomes a goth lesbian nursing student, 

քɛʀֆօռǟʟɨȶʏ.

let’s get one thing straight: rissa doesn’t have a fucking clue who she is. she sees herself as something of a shattered mirror; trying to imitate what she thinks people want to see, but too dangerous to touch, to really know. she’s constantly recreating her identity as a result, as some kind of illusion. if she’s mysterious, nobody can tell when something is wrong. 

she makes almost all her own clothes out of like. patchworks of other clothes. this is partially because she’s poor and partially because she likes things that are her own. and also definitely because she can’t find light enough clothing to provide her with the preferred amount of coverage in the summer without being too hot. 

yeah, she wears full length skirts made out of tshirts and old lady cotton cardigans every day, so that she can’t accidentally brush up against anyone and activate her psychometry. also because she hates being known in any capacity. they’re patchwork. she looks like a bag lady. 

she is still a very shy person, but she pretends to be cold and kind of mean instead. if she likes you, though, she’s just sarcastic and trying really hard to be funny. 

Big Lesbian. Huge. 

doesn’t want to be Known. if you’ve known her for longer than a year she’s been like five different people. whenever she feels like she’s falling into a pattern, she does something she thinks no one will expect. her motivation is as flakey as the fucking wind. 

in truth she’s incredibly sensitive and takes everything personally because her self-esteem is like. below rock bottom. 

still has nightmares about what she’s seen with her abilities, though she’s blocked a lot of it out during her day-to-day. if you’ve seen her have a nightmare, she’ll pretend it never happened. 

for some reason, she loves old people. maybe it’s because she can tell if they like her or not from the moment she meets them, and as a result, she doesn’t really care what they think. but also... she loves stories. 

probably has a lovecraft book with her at all times. still very much a goth. 

big Daria vibes. 

collects animal bones. she found a deer skull when she was a kid and all she felt when she touched it was peace. she slept with it like a teddy bear. even though she’s since suppressed her psychometry, she still finds animal bones to be somewhat soothing. 

at parties, the type of person to steal a bottle of vodka and a bag of cheetos and hiding in the bathtub to get turnt. that’s living the good life. if you need to pee, sucks, she’s not moving. 

anyways have some tik toks 

(body image tw) big mood

her last two brain cells trying to destroy her psychometry 

instead of spongebob quotes its joy division lyrics 

աǟռȶɛɖ ƈօռռɛƈȶɨօռֆ.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖍𝖎𝖊𝖗𝖔𝖕𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖙. an opposites attract kind of thing. her camp bestie that is very much on the straight and narrow while she tends to wanna go. all over the place. she definitely calls them a nerd daily. 

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖔𝖑. someone whose leg she likes to pull, who she’ll regale with scary stories, whether they want her to or not. 

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘. a girl rissa has a major crush on. not like she’ll ever say it out loud. 

𝖏𝖚𝖉𝖌𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙. a good influence of sorts. someone who curtails some of rissa’s more chaotic tendencies and sees the potential she has. someone who rissa actually feels a responsibility to.

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑. opposite of judgement. someone who brings out the worst, most chaotic and painful and hurtful parts of her. 

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘. someone who understands her trauma, to some extent. they connect on that deep level, even if they don’t connect on the surface. 

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖒𝖎𝖙. she someone she can get weird with yk. probably smokes weed with her and knows a little too much about her for comfort. 

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖔𝖗. authority for her to rebel against. 

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗. someone with a fucked up past that triggers her psychometry like nothing else. maybe she brushed against them on the first day of camp and almost passed out. she avoids them like the plague. 

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖓. their optimism fucking kills her. she wants so badly to be mean to them but can never bring herself to. makes her want to be kind. 

𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖔𝖔𝖓. is fascinated by her past life as a psychic prop and thinks she’s So Cool. rissa is probably crueler to them than anyone else, because she doesn’t want to think about that time in her life. 

[scoutslayyy]

[ ASHLEY MOORE. CIS FEMALE. SHE/HER. ] [ SCOUT MAYFAIR ] is a [ TWENTY THREE ] year old [ SWIMMING INSTRUCTOR ] at camp reviere. [ SHE ] makes me think of [ HEART SHAPED SUNGLASSES IN THE SUMMER, A SWING SET IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, BLACK LEATHER JACKET OVER A SUNDRESS, ROUNDHOUSE KICK IN A CHEERLEADER UNIFORM ]. their favorite horror movie is [ HOUSE ] and they remind me of [ BUFFY SUMMERS ]. [ kaylee. 28. est. she/her. ]

headcanons:

while most people knew scout as the bubbly, ditsy, popular girl she’d grown up as, during her sophomore year of high school she seemed to start to change. she became distant, secretive, skipping school and cheer practice without notice, coming home past curfew with scrapes and bruises like she’d been in a fight. she was never able to explain to anyone why this was happening, she didn’t really understand it herself.

when her parents divorced later that year, she couldn’t say she was surprised, but it was still devastating. no matter how much they’d been fighting before hand, she still hated not having her parents together, and a very big part of her believed that it had been her fault. both parents still maintained a presence in her life, but it didn’t feel the same.

from there it seemed like her recklessness only became worse and worse and eventually resulted in her explosion from school. to be fair, she was lucky she didn’t end up with worse consequences. her mom moved them both to a new town to start a new life and scout really wanted to do better, but no matter what she always seemed to find herself in trouble. like she was a magnet for terrible situations. 

she became more of a loner after that, still joining the cheer squad and even the swim team, but keeping to herself more. popularity just didn’t seem that important to her anymore and while sometimes she missed it, watching it from the outside now, she realized that none of her friends, no matter how many she had, really knew she was. she spent most of her time in the library, which was surprising considering how academically challenged she’d been up to that point.

things were strained with her mom at home and while her dad started to get back on his feet and build a new life for himself, there didn’t seem to be much room for her anymore. it’s been hard for her, even now, to have lost so much, but she still tries to keep her chin up.

she’s a positive person for the most part, always trying to see the bright side of things, even when the situation is bleak.

she likes being out at night by herself and will often go out for late night walks when everyone else is asleep. or at least when they’re supposed to be asleep, she’s apparently not the only nocturnal rebel at camp.

she doesn’t go looking for fights, but she 100% will not back down if she’s confronted or if someone else is in a dangerous situation. she stands up for everyone and hates bullies more than anything.

she keeps to herself most of the time, but is still friendly and has been trying to force herself to be a little more outgoing when the situation calls for it.

she has some strange and morbid interests, which when she mentions them in casual conversation can rub people the wrong way. it’s amazing how quickly she could go from homecoming queen to queen freak, but that’s life.

[accordingtoheather]

[ HALSTON SAGE CIS FEMALE ] [ HEATHER TATE ] is a [ 24 ] year old [ LIFEGUARD ] at camp reviere. [ SHE ] makes me think of [ CHEAP BEER, THE SMELL OF BLOOD, AND BEING A DADDY’S GIRL ]. their favorite horror movie is [ THE EXORCIST ] and they remind me of [ CHRIS HARGENSEN ].

Name: Heather Nicole Tate Age: 24 Occupation: Lifeguard Personality Traits: + confident, + passionate, + determined, - blunt, - deceptive, - dramatic Sexuality: Bisexual Gender/Pronouns: Cis Female, she/her Birthday: November 15th, 1959 Zodiac Sign: Scorpio 

Biography:

Heather’s father is a wealthy businessman so their family never went without. She has a younger brother that she considers an annoying nuisance but still cares for him, even if she doesn’t show it much. She grew up living a lavish life. Her family went on vacation twice a year and stayed in five star hotels. She had it made. When she was sixteen her mother fell ill. They caught the cancer too late and she passed shortly before Heather’s seventeenth birthday. Losing her mother killed Heather but she had her dad and her brother. 

When Heather turned eighteen she went to college. She wanted to be a nurse, which was a terrible fit for her. She wasn’t the type to help people. But she thought it was easy work. She made it as far as her clinicals but got kicked out of college for throwing, what she claims is the biggest and best, party ever on campus. A student overdosed at the party and was proclaimed dead at the scene. She was never charged with anything, her father’s lawyer made sure of that. But she was expelled because of it. So, she never got her degree. 

Her father was disappointed and angry and for a while it made their relationship rocky but he came around again. Soon she was getting everything she wanted again. She had a trust fund but her father wouldn’t let her touch it until she grew up and learned some responsibility. So, getting a job it was. There was a summer camp a few hours from where she lived. Heather enjoyed summer and loved being in the water during the scorching months so she got a job as a lifeguard at Camp Reverie. The job pays decent, enough for her to take care of herself and her extra curriculars but the bit of money her dad sent with her helps.

Headcannons:

Heather is, bluntly put, a bit of a bitch. She has little regard for other’s feelings unless you’re close to her. Even then she can be tough to deal with.

Loves makeup with a passion but doesn’t wear it when she’s working because it will wash off from the water. 

Intentionally shows her body/assets off to the other lifeguards and swim instructors 

Quite the trouble maker.

Loves to party with the other camp staff at night and on the weekends

Isn’t really the biggest fan of kids but likes the job and being in the water

Swears the kid that drowned last summer wasn’t her fault

A huge daddy’s girl. He always gave her anything he wanted which in return made her a spoiled brat.

A heart breaker. She only got dumped once but claims the person was crazy so it doesn’t count. She’s always the dumper.

In touch with her sexuality and isn’t afraid to flaunt it.

Known to dabble in cocaine but smokes marijuana regularly.

A pretty big drinker but slowed down a little bit since the incident in college.

Wanted Connections:

A best friend-- one that kind of lets her call the shots but also shuts her down when needed.

An ex-- Gender doesn’t matter. Preferably the one person that dumped her.

A hook up -- Someone she hooks up with from time to time.

A crush -- Someone she wants but can’t have.

[rvckyhvrrvr]

[ GEORGE MACKAY. CIS MALE. HE/HIM. ] [ ROCKY MARCH ] is a [ TWENTY EIGHT ] year old [ LIFEGUARD ] at camp reviere. [ HE ] makes me think of [ A CAR WINDOW THAT WON’T ROLL UP, FLOWER TATTOOS, A LOUD MOUTH AND A QUICK WIT ]. their favorite horror movie is [ THE TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE ] and they remind me of [ DARRY JENNER ]. [ kaylee. 28. est. she/her. ]

headcanons:

death tw, trauma tw, dead body tw

rocky had a genuinely normal life. he grew up in st. genevieve with his parents and sister and was relatively well liked and popular in school. he was excited for college, as was his sister but the siblings had very different motivations. while his sister had wanted to get away from their home town and family, rocky was excited for the whole experience. he wanted to party, he wanted to meet new people, widen his horizons. since he and his sister attended school in the same place, they often drove home for breaks together. the two were close, always had been. of course they fought constantly, but they had their own language.

while still in high school, rocky’s best friend had been in a fatal car accident with his girlfriend. rocky struggled with the loss, but put up a good front for the world. he smiled and he healed along with the timeline everyone else expected and pushed his really feelings further and further down.

during one spring break in college, a few years later, he and his sister were run off the road while driving home. the truck had been terrifying, almost as terrifying as the old church they’d stopped at while looking for help after the accident. they found no residence, but while investigating what sounded to rocky like someone calling for help, he accidentally stumbled into a serial killers lair. or that’s what he assumed it had been, the basement of the church had been filled with dead bodies, including ones he insisted were his deceased friends. but what were they doing there?

rocky and his sister fled the sight in search for the nearest phone, but by the time the police arrived on the scene the old church had been engulfed in flames. most of the remains and evidence were lost and rocky was treated like he’d made the whole thing up.

the only clue anyone had to the arson was rocky, his sister, and old creepy truck that witnesses had seen driving away from the church before the fire. but without proof rocky’s story sounded insane, the exaggerated imagination of a traumatized boy. of course he saw his dead best friend, but it was just a delusion. they believed he’d found something, but the details tended to get watered down as the investigation went on.

no one ever found the old truck and local police got real tired of answering rocky’s phone calls. as far as police were concerned, the case was cold, but rocky refused to give up until he tracked down the driver of that old truck. this time, he wasn’t going to move on to make people comfortable.

it’s been a decade since his best friend died, but rocky is still investigating his murder and what he saw. in the meantime he’s moved back to st. genevieve permanently and taken a job at his dad’s auto body shop.

he went to camp reverie every year as a kid and began working there during his summers in college. he still likes spending his summers there as a life guard.

he’s a confident and cocky person, with a quit wit and a big mouth. he’s never been afraid to speak his mind or ruffle some feathers.

has a rose tattoo on his stomach.

when he’s not on duty he’s always wearing his beat up black converse. he’s had them for years but refuses to get rid of them until they completely fall apart. 

has nightmares nearly constantly.

get paranoid everytime he hears an old car he can’t see or the sound of a truck horn.

reads a lot of true crime and is fascinated by the recent fbi’s studies on what they call serial killers.

watches a lot of late night tv, especially psychic networks. he occasionally calls in, but is mostly fascinated by the whole concept. he does talk a lot to one particular host, Miss Jezelle.

[notwednesday]

[ LYRICA OKANO CIS FEMALE. ] [ ASHLYNN “ASH” TANAKA ] is a [ 22 ] year old [ SWIM INSTRUCTOR ] at camp reviere. [ SHE ] makes me think of [ BLACK LIPSTICK, WHITE COLLARED DRESS, & PLATFORM BOOTS ]. their favorite horror movie is [ NOSFERATU ] and they remind me of [ WEDNESDAY ADDAMS ]

Name: Ashlynn “Ash” Tanaka Age: 22 Occupation: Swim Instructor  Personality Traits: + independent, + determined, + brave, - prideful, - pompous, - stubborn Sexuality: Panromantic asexual Gender/Pronouns: Cis Female, she/they Birthday: August 13th, 1961 Zodiac Sign: Leo

Biography:

Ash was born to two Japanese immigrants that moved to America shortly before she was born. Her father worked closely with her uncle developing a video game industry. The games were never marketed towards a specific gender so she grew up playing Pong and Magnavox. Unlike her cousin, Tate, she grew an interest in it and wanted to be apart of the company when she was old enough. Her father told her no, saying that women weren’t meant to run businesses. This upset her but she was raised in a strict and disciplined household so she didn’t fight him on it.

It was in middle school when Ash began taking an interest in alternative fashion and music. She’d always been a horror film fan and considered Mary Shelly an icon. Her parents disapproved of her fashion and music choices, telling her she wasn’t acting like a proper young lady. This only made Ash want to rebel and go against them more. She had stayed quiet and disciplined for far too long. She wasn’t going to let her parents make her into something she was not. 

She began smoking at sixteen and hanging with a crowd that was into the same things as she was. She wasn’t necessarily a bad kid. She never got into any sort of legal trouble except for a ticket for loitering in a park after hours. Her parents have adjusted to her choices and do love her but that doesn’t mean they agree with it. 

Headcannons:

Doesn’t resent her father but is still angry he never let her help out with the company

Favorite color is red because black isn’t a color it’s a shade

Did go to college and graduated with a degree in women’s studies

After the summer is over she wants to get a job at a shelter for abused women

A huge advocate for the environment, women, and lgbt+

Cares deeply for her cousin, Tate, even if she doesn’t show it much

Has always had a fascination with death and debated becoming a mortician for a while

Tries her best to eat vegan but can’t help but splurge sometimes

Dabbles in witchcraft and has read books on paganism 

Considers herself spiritual, not religious 

Doesn’t really dress in her usual gothic style during work since she’s usually in a swimming suit to teach the kids. On weekends and during times she’s just hanging with her coworkers after hours she dresses up.

Enjoys reading and almost always reads before bed

Wanted Connections:

Anything and everything!!

[kazamman]

[ TIMOTHEE CHALAMET. CIS MALE. HE/HIM. ] [ KAZ LINUS ] is a [ TWENTY ONE ] year old [ COUNSELOR ] at camp reviere. [ HE ] makes me think of [ HOTBOXING YOUR FRIEND’S VAN, A DRIVE THRU BURGER AT 2 AM, THIN SILVER NECKLACE JUST VISABLE UNDER A TSHIRT, AIR GUITAR, WAKING UP WITH NO KNOWLEDGE OF WHAT DAY IT IS ]. their favorite horror movie is [ ERASERHEAD ] and they remind me of [ ANTON TOBIAS ]. [ kaylee. 28. est. she/her. ]

headcanons:

despite being a burnout, kaz has always been someone that people enjoyed being around. he’s an easy going guy who really just wants to chill and have a good time.

he is absolutely always high at all times don’t even ask. 

he liked skateboarding and bmx in high school and is still into it now, though it isn’t his whole life anymore.

his dad tried to kick him out at eighteen because he wasn’t ready to go to college just yet. he tried to explain how it was a wise financial decision to take some time off, maybe a year or two, who knows, but to avoid going into debt for a degree he didn’t even want. he didn’t even know what he wanted to do with his life. his mom came in clutch, like she always did, with the perfect solution: he would move into the apartment above the garage if he cleaned it out and got a job.

it took an entire summer, but he and his friends finally got the apartment all set up. the employment thing was a little tougher. he tended to find a job only to be let go a couple months later. what could he say, it just wasn’t a good fit.

his dad is pretty tired of him still hanging around the house, but he has to do his laundry somewhere right? and his mom is always making such good dinners, it beats take out any day.

he doesn’t really have any goals, his guidance counselor said it was a lack of direction, whatever. he was going in a direction, just not as fast as everyone else. he prefers to live in the moment and enjoy his life before adulthood completely sucks out his soul and he becomes a mindless nine to five drone.

he’s a bit of a conspiracy theorist, feel free to ignore his delusions.

need a lighter? ask kaz. need some papers? ask kaz. need some weed? ask kaz. you’re playin if you think he came to camp without a lot of supplies and he’s always happy to share. well, sometimes he’s more happy to charge, but he’ll give you a deal, no worries.

collects pez dispensers. he just thinks they’re neat. 

he loves horror movies, especially they really weird and messed up ones. gore and absolute nonsense are his bread and butter.

also a big fan of cartoons, no surprise.

is philosophical and surprisingly intellectual. it surprises even himself to be honest. but he does maintain that he thinks better while high so, there you go.

he is an excellent knitter. his mom taught him in high school and he’s continued to do it ever since. it’s relaxing and keeps his hands busy, he enjoys it, especially when he feels like he’s being a little too lazy.

does not have a sleep schedule, it just doesn’t exist. camp is the only real structure he has in his life right now, otherwise he’d be a complete mess.