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+ 1 application
Thrilled to have received a new application this evening! We can’t wait to accept on Saturday at 3pm EST and would love to see more more applications in our inbox by then. Take a look through our pre-written character bios or bring us your OC!
i don’t know about you but i’d love to see more riverdale faces. we have charles melton, vanessa morgan, jordan connor, and madelaine petsch - among others - who are still open and very much wanted!
ELIJAH ATKINS is an 18 year old PATIENT in the PSYCHIATRIC WARD. He has been diagnosed with NIGHT TERRORS and HALLUCINATIONS and he looks a lot like KJ Apa.
MAYBE THEY’RE HIDING
Elijah Atkins was everything that the other boys on his football team was not - brain smart. With two parents who were professors at the college he had always dreamed of attending, the youngest Atkins had goals and aspirations set in place from a very young age - where maybe on day, he too would become a teacher too - even if that meant just at a high school, working his way up to find the one subject he truly wanted to specialise in. He was at a stage where he was coaching all of the top dogs on his team... They taught him how to speak to girls and he taught them how to get through algebra. Although he wasn’t your typical ‘boy’ throughout school, he was somebody who made a huge difference to his team and those who surrounded him. He was empathetic, understanding and had a heavy heart; if somebody was hurt or upset, then he would be the first one there. Elijah Atkins really was an asset to his school and he was on his way to becoming something great.
WE HOPE THEY ARE PLAYING A GAME
Excited for the first family vacation that the Atkins family had planned in years after their incredibly committed work lives, Elijah left school early and walked back home where his bags were packed and his parents were waiting. With a hopeful smile, hands wrapped tightly around the straps of his backpack, the redhead bounced up towards his front door where somebody burst out of his home covered in blood, panic tainting their eyes. The young male who seemed just as horrified as he was had bolted before he even got the opportunity to take a second glance but what he had stumbled into was like something from a horror film. His mother laid there clutching her stomach, the floral shirt that she was wearing covered in a sickening red as a crimson blade rested beside her body. As he hand reached outwards towards him, Elijah realised that she was still breathing - still fighting. His father on the other hand, was taking his final few breaths and died looking up at his son whose tears were now streaming down his face. Unfortunatley for Elijah, his mother also passed away in the ambulance to the hospital - her hand wrapped around his.
BUT THIS IS REALLY HAPPENING
Searching for the culprit wasn’t easy, but luckily for the police, he had left a critical piece of evidence behind - the knife. Elijah faced many sleepless nights and not because he was up, tossing and turning... But because of what happened when he slept. He would relive that day sometimes; each horrible nightmare a different take. Sometimes, he was in the house when it happened and at other times, it was him holding the knife. As the trial revealed new evidence, it became apparent that the person who committed the sickening act was a student of Mrs Atkins - which truly solidified the entire incident for Elijah. His parents both loved teaching and inevitably, it was what killed them but Elijah had reached the point where his own love of going into it was lessening. He was struggling to find the passion to even think about education, let alone continue his own. But the nightmares weren’t the only thing that was weighing Elijah down... When he wasn’t sleeping and suffering, he was hallucinating. Dropping out from school, Elijah spent his days creating new scenarios in his head - picturing how things might have been different if it was him that took the attack. But there was no use in thinking about this and it was only making his hallucinations more vivid and real. With no immediate family to take care of him, the police consulted his next of kin when they realised how downhill Elijah’s life has been going - where she had recommended a local hospital to where she lived, Brielle Institute. Elijah was admitted almost instantly and given his scenario and explanation, was diagnosed with night terrors and hallucinations
Connections: None
Fortunately, Elijah is OPEN!
PIPER CAPELLO is a 20 year old MEDICAL INTERN at Serenity House, and looks a lot like Madelaine Petsch.
MAYBE THEY’RE HIDING
We’ve all heard the saying; first is the worst, second is the best, right? Well that certainly isn’t the case for Piper Capello, a girl who will stop at nothing to make herself the top of everything she does. Ever since she was little, the red head was known for her fire. She had an answer to everything, an answer that somehow always managed to be the right one. She had her own way of doing things, she had her own set of rules to follow and break, she had her own agenda. Nobody, for any reason, was going to bring her down. No one was going to stop her from climbing to the top, sitting on her throne, and looking down knowing she had EARNED her position. She wasn’t going to buy or cheat her way through life, she was going to fight with her own bare hands.
WE HOPE THEY ARE PLAYING A GAME
Through blood, sweat, and a lot of withheld tears- Piper fought her way through high school and a vocation medical program, graduating with a rank in the top 10. She had been accepted into one of the most prestigious medical schools in the country and had her heart set on becoming a surgeon. Piper worked harder than anyone could have ever expected. She had this spark, this electricity- people either feared her or admired her. Piper would stop at nothing to achieve her goals, even if it meant throwing others to the hounds and putting herself first. No one was more fitting to become a surgeon than she was, and that had been Piper’s mindset going into her freshman year of high school...and now into her freshman year of college.
BUT THIS IS IS REALLY HAPPENING
Medical school was tough, but Piper was tougher. If you cut her open her blood would be made of coffee and five hour energy drinks because she would stay up late at night, nose in her textbook, left leg bouncing as she read and reread each and every chapter until she had it memorized cover to cover. Piper’s hard work and brilliance did NOT go unnoticed. One of her professors saw through her attitude and her fire and knew that deep down, Piper was terrified of failing. He also saw how bright she was and how unwilling to collaborate with others she was. Piper wanted this all for herself, and while she was book smart, she had to become people smart too. So her professor enrolled her in an internship program at an institution named Brielle and off she went. Piper walked into the building with her chin high and her determination strong. The professor had NO idea what he was talking about. She was going to do this...and she was going to do it all by herself.
CONNECTIONS: None
Unfortunately, Piper is TAKEN!
We’re a brand new bio roleplay based in New York City. We currently have 23 available characters for you to chose from and we’re also accepting OCs. Feel free to browse our blog and don’t forget that no para sample is needed for female character applications.
Just beneath the surface of the top one-percent, hazardously trying to force their way through the tight film of New York’s Elite is a very particular league; businessmen, entrepreneurs, go-getters and hopeless romantics, stuck on some kind of fortune reject list that stunts them from making it to where they want to be, even if they swear they’d do anything to be there. For some of them, however, ‘anything’ also includes trampling over the others to get ten steps ahead.
A mysterious blog has surfaced with the sole purpose of exposing every cruel, unnecessary misstep and scandal in the city. The Blacklist publicizes every verifiable piece of intel -- disreputable accusations, distorted-yet-true rumours, corrupt quid pro quos, and anything they can get a hold on through anonymous tips or good old-fashioned blackmail. As these reports begin to creep into the narrative of New York's wannabes, their dream of conquering the city becomes less tangible than ever.
The blog exists for the ones who haven’t made it yet. For those so close or miles away; the ones who are still dreaming of the likelihood of making it in the big city despite being thwarted every step of the way. For some, the blog means a clear path to their dreams and an explanation for their misfortune. And for others, it means airing out their dirty laundry for the world to see and, hopefully, a giant dose of humility. If you find yourself in this position...
CONGRATULATIONS, YOU’RE ON THE BLACKLIST.
Some people say that Dacey looks a lot like Ashleigh Murray
Although she has the soul of a born-and-raised Harlem girl, Dacey Shay is from a small town in Pennsylvania where she grew up with three younger siblings – a brother and two half-sisters. In high school and college (in New York where she studied journalism) she had her own online radio shows and a few columns in the school paper to keep her busy in her free time. She can confidently say that, with all of her hard work throughout this time, she earned her place in New York City: owning a radio studio of her own in Harlem, broadcasting throughout her town and a few surrounding areas. Making her voice heard. Yeah, she definitely earned it, but the hard work wasn’t the only thing that got her here – there was a greater cost.
She didn’t always own Gen X Radio; she interned there whilst she attended college in the city, but stuck around long after graduation, working her way up until she was the co-manager of the place by the age of twenty-five. With shares in the station and an evening segment three times a week, she felt set with the small local business. The original owner of the place was an older man named Richard who founded the station back in the 80s. He was always good to her; gave her creative freedom; a ‘yes’ man by definition and one of the only people Dacey has ever been able to warm to, what with being the oldest of four and a self-sustaining outcast by nature. When Richard began to get sick with age, he became less hands-on within the studio and more responsibility was put onto Dacey, including taking care of the man himself.
When Richard passed away, Harlem fell into silence. The station was closed for days whilst the employees helped Dacey figure out the logistics; organising his funeral; contacting lawyers; just helping her cope with his passing in general. She worked on autopilot during this time, completely torn apart but not allowing herself to acknowledge it as she attempted to do the man justice. That’s when the will came to light. You see, Richard didn’t have any family to hand his belongings over to, and in the years that they’d worked together, they’d formed more of a companionship than a business partnership. She hadn’t considered that he’d hand his share over to her in his passing.
A few years later, she’s still working at the studio with a new title now that she owns the place. She’d continued to tradition of allowing students to intern and has a loyal set of employees. Losing Richard made it even more difficult for Dacey to warm to others but, now twenty-seven years old and feeling alone in New York City, she’s finally ready to try.
Relationships:
Owns Gen X Radio Studio
DACEY SHAY IS CURRENTLY AVAILABLE
Some people say that Dacey looks a lot like Ashleigh Murray
Although she has the soul of a born-and-raised Harlem girl, Dacey Shay is from a small town in Pennsylvania where she grew up with three younger siblings – a brother and two half-sisters. In high school and college (in New York where she studied journalism) she had her own online radio shows and a few columns in the school paper to keep her busy in her free time. She can confidently say that, with all of her hard work throughout this time, she earned her place in New York City: owning a radio studio of her own in Harlem, broadcasting throughout her town and a few surrounding areas. Making her voice heard. Yeah, she definitely earned it, but the hard work wasn’t the only thing that got her here – there was a greater cost.
She didn’t always own Gen X Radio; she interned there whilst she attended college in the city, but stuck around long after graduation, working her way up until she was the co-manager of the place by the age of twenty-five. With shares in the station and an evening segment three times a week, she felt set with the small local business. The original owner of the place was an older man named Richard who founded the station back in the 80s. He was always good to her; gave her creative freedom; a ‘yes’ man by definition and one of the only people Dacey has ever been able to warm to, what with being the oldest of four and a self-sustaining outcast by nature. When Richard began to get sick with age, he became less hands-on within the studio and more responsibility was put onto Dacey, including taking care of the man himself.
When Richard passed away, Harlem fell into silence. The station was closed for days whilst the employees helped Dacey figure out the logistics; organising his funeral; contacting lawyers; just helping her cope with his passing in general. She worked on autopilot during this time, completely torn apart but not allowing herself to acknowledge it as she attempted to do the man justice. That’s when the will came to light. You see, Richard didn’t have any family to hand his belongings over to, and in the years that they’d worked together, they’d formed more of a companionship than a business partnership. She hadn’t considered that he’d hand his share over to her in his passing.
A few years later, she’s still working at the studio with a new title now that she owns the place. She’d continued to tradition of allowing students to intern and has a loyal set of employees. Losing Richard made it even more difficult for Dacey to warm to others but, now twenty-seven years old and feeling alone in New York City, she’s finally ready to try.
Relationships:
Owns Gen X Radio Studio
DACEY SHAY IS CURRENTLY AVAILABLE
Some people say that Dacey looks a lot like Ashleigh Murray
Although she has the soul of a born-and-raised Harlem girl, Dacey Shay is from a small town in Pennsylvania where she grew up with three younger siblings – a brother and two half-sisters. In high school and college (in New York where she studied journalism) she had her own online radio shows and a few columns in the school paper to keep her busy in her free time. She can confidently say that, with all of her hard work throughout this time, she earned her place in New York City: owning a radio studio of her own in Harlem, broadcasting throughout her town and a few surrounding areas. Making her voice heard. Yeah, she definitely earned it, but the hard work wasn’t the only thing that got her here – there was a greater cost.
She didn’t always own Gen X Radio; she interned there whilst she attended college in the city, but stuck around long after graduation, working her way up until she was the co-manager of the place by the age of twenty-five. With shares in the station and an evening segment three times a week, she felt set with the small local business. The original owner of the place was an older man named Richard who founded the station back in the 80s. He was always good to her; gave her creative freedom; a ‘yes’ man by definition and one of the only people Dacey has ever been able to warm to, what with being the oldest of four and a self-sustaining outcast by nature. When Richard began to get sick with age, he became less hands-on within the studio and more responsibility was put onto Dacey, including taking care of the man himself.
When Richard passed away, Harlem fell into silence. The station was closed for days whilst the employees helped Dacey figure out the logistics; organising his funeral; contacting lawyers; just helping her cope with his passing in general. She worked on autopilot during this time, completely torn apart but not allowing herself to acknowledge it as she attempted to do the man justice. That’s when the will came to light. You see, Richard didn’t have any family to hand his belongings over to, and in the years that they’d worked together, they’d formed more of a companionship than a business partnership. She hadn’t considered that he’d hand his share over to her in his passing.
A few years later, she’s still working at the studio with a new title now that she owns the place. She’d continued to tradition of allowing students to intern and has a loyal set of employees. Losing Richard made it even more difficult for Dacey to warm to others but, now twenty-seven years old and feeling alone in New York City, she’s finally ready to try.
Relationships:
Owns Gen X Radio Studio
DACEY SHAY IS CURRENTLY AVAILABLE
