Citizen Form

Name
Olive Ortega

Age
22

Sexuality
Bisexual!

Race
Her mother is from Japan and her father is from Italy

Faceclaim/Looks
Serena Motola, who I freaking love

Personality
Olive tells those who know her that she has three defining characteristics in her personality that make her Olive.

One
She's fast paced. This may sound a bit odd, but Olive knows how to keep things going. She gets tired of smalltalk very easily and is always looking for something else to fill her time with. As someone who is almost always moving, you'll want to be careful, because she might run you over. Furthermore, making friends is very easy for her because she knows how to not bore someone to death. She keeps life going with quirky questions that may seem odd. Heck, they are odd, but they make it so she knows you better. For example, one day she might ask you what your favorite variety of cactus is, and then three years later you'll find one on your front doorstep. That leads us into the next trait.

Two
She's extremely smart. Equipped with a photographic memory and a knack for chemistry, she's on a roll. Olive excels in many things she does, and occasionally puzzles people with her mind. She tends to say things in a way that's a bit too complex for the common man, but she's learning to water it down. Either way, it's very interesting to watch her work, because she's so very interested in whatever it is that she's doing. Besides, she likes letting people watch her, it's somewhat comforting in a weird way.

Three
Her peace of mind. A troubled mind makes for a bad life, she says. And this is true. She likes to keep her room at home tidy and picked up because a messy mind isn't going to get around to doing anything. One of the one times you'll find her staying still is during one of her routine yoga hours, yep. She likes to be connected with nature and the life around her. It's a more happy lifestyle, and living in love is the best thing ever, hands down.

There are her three defining characteristics, but that, by no means, is the extent of her personality. Olive also tends to get quite scared at the simplest of things for absolute no reason. It may be because of her jumpy attitude, the world may never know.

Olive, regrettably, can also be quite oblivious to what struggles people around her might be facing behind their eyes. It sounds quite selfish, and honestly is, but she's very much one to judge based on exterior appearance. It's the people who look stuck up that she avoids like the plague, and tends to gravitate the people who, like her, look at peace. It's kind of backwards, but it is kind of human nature in its purest form. Sad.

Mortal or Immortal
Mortal

Born in the City or Late Joiner
Sh3 was born there but her parents joined

Backstory
Olive was born to parents who were as lovely as they were pretty. She was by no means an only child, actually, she has eleven younger siblings, a majority of them sisters. Due to this, she learned to wrestle quite well, because, if you've ever had younger sisters, you know they're fierce. No matter though, because as soon as Olive started school, she was on the move.

There were two Olives to be seen. An Olive who was out there and around people, excited and ready to gain more and more, and then tranquil Olive who did yoga. Either way, you were getting a pretty good person.

Olive, as a child, was the type to know a lot of people but never have good friends. She knew the names and said hello to just about everyone, but no one really knew her. She got by well enough on that though, because she was herself and that was enough.

She was fourteen when she met Alice. She was a girl a couple of years older than Olive, and the girl practically adored her. Alice and Olive, after a bit of work on the younger girl's part, became actual real close friends. It was absolutely excellent for Olive to have someone so great.

They did yoga together on Wednesday's, and that was amazing.

And then Alice disappeared. No one knew what it was about, and honestly there was quite a hush surrounding the whole ordeal. And Olive? She was utterly heartbroken.

But she lived on. It was hard, but it got easier. It wasn't okay, but it was understandable. Nothing lasts forever, and Olive knew that much.

She didn't do anything noble after her friend's vanishing like people expected. No, she just kept being Olive, and she was herself, and that was enough.

Likes
~Pretty things like cacti and the smell of grass

~People. She can't help it, she gravitates toward them

~The feeling of being absolutely happy

~Thunder, but not so much lightning

~Simply being alive

~Yoga for the win

~Freckles, she herself has a couple

~Mint tea, no sugar please

~Running, but only when she gets runner's high. Any other time, it's awful

~Calligraphy, she herself has lovely handwriting

Dislikes
~Trying to find good things in being that are utterly bad.

~Feeling helpless and exhausted

~Sugar in tea. Tea should be bigger as wormwood and sharp as a two edged sword

~Loud people, even if she is one sometimes

~Being blown off as stupid, doesn't everyone?

~Gray skies

~Oranges, most of all the smell of them

~Musicians. One of them once ruined the whole lot for her.

~The color Red

~Hard work, pity the poor fool

Strengths
~Her ability to talk to people

~Her willpower

~Her ability to be what someone needs her to be at the moment. Not what they want her to be, though, she can't do that.

Flaws
~How much stereotyped affect her

~Its hard for her to keep close friends

~How intense she can be sometimes, especially during an argument

Hopes
She has one hope for the future, and that is for everyone to live and let live. Olive lives by this rule and regards it at the highest degree.

Left or Right?
Left

Outsider Form

Name: Grayson Alexander Weingartner

Age: 19

Sexuality: Gay

Race: Caucasian

Faceclaim: Tarjei Sandvik Moe

Personality: Grayson is the epitome of shy. Like, on a scale from one to ten, he'd be an eleven, however overused that statement is. Interacting with other people has always been hard, maybe because his brothers are so distant. He's always gotten along better with the elderly, so that'll do for now.

Still, Gray is one of the most genuinely kind and pure people you will ever meet. In fourth grade he told a kid to shut up, because he was talking extreme crap, and felt bad about it the rest of the day.

Still, he's a pretty good liar, even if he does feel guilty about doing so. He knows how to stretch the truth just so, so that it's believable to some degree. He's fine tuned it so much, that sometimes he just says some total lie without realizing it.

Gray has the most lovely laugh, and it's actually quite easy to make him laugh. Back in the day when he went to school, some kid would make a snarky comment and he would chuckle under his breath and utterly shock all the kids around him who sincerely beloved he didn't exist.

He likes to keep an open mind, but it's sometimes hard when you grew up in rural Alabama surrounded by cows and southerners. You'd be surprised to hear he hasn't got the least bit of an accent though. Gray has spent a long time trying to separate himself from the people around him.

In his own words, this boy has a rich inner life. His head of full of dreams and happy little worlds, and he's perfectly content with staying there. You'll never meet someone with so much good stuff shoved up in their own head. And, no worries, it's not totally devoid of his southern roots. He has a few cornbread recipes up there.

Backstory: Grayson was born to Maybelle Lowe and Ammon Weingartner in the middle of October. He was born at home, seeing as the closest hospital was pretty far away from their little used-to-be farmhouse in the rural heart of Alabama.

Growing up with three older brothers was pretty metal. Grayson learned pretty quickly that his brother's were pretty cool, so he knew to stay well enough away from them. He grew up either visiting the senior center with his mother on weekends, or taking care of their little garden with his father.

Public school may have not been the best thing for Gray. Even with his best efforts to go unnoticed, he didn't play rugby or whatever. Everyone who was anyone played rugby, and everyone who was no one was no one was part of the stupid ceramics club, or whatever Gray happened to be doing. It was that way from the age of then onward.

He felt with it fine. At first he talked to adults about the stupid rugby kids, but when that proved not to do anything, he just lived on.

He was never particularly academic, but something that had always drawn him in was art. Even if he wasn't good at some of it, he enjoyed it thoroughly. Eventually, he became pretty good at painting abstract works, and had a few displayed at a local art museum.

By the time he was in high school, his weekends were full of art museums and travel to places just outside his little Alabama world.

And it was good. Not perfect, because he wasn't out of the closet and he wasn't friends with virtually anyone, but he was okay and he had something he loved with a family that, on majority, really loved him to.

Likes
~Boys, ahem

~The way colors can mix just so to make pretty things

~Plants. A lot, actually

~His favorite artist is Jackson Pollock

~He really likes coffee, like, a bit too much

~Exploration, Gray is really into that, actually

~His lovely family. He's actually quite close to his parents

~The elderly. A lot. They're adorable.

~His favorite color is Florescent Green

~Guitar music. It's pretty.

Dislikes:
~Rugby, and he will forever

~The color purple

~Tea

~Occasionally, Being a little bit lonely

~A messy room

~Staying in one place

Strengths
~His ability to speak through art

~His curiosity

~His kind nature

Flaws
~His shyness

~His ultimately fatal lying skills

~And he's in his head too much

Hopes

He hopes to get his art on display to a bigger audience, and he hopes to see the world and he hopes to just be happy in the end. That's about all.

-thenightwemet here! Sorry they're so late. If you need me to change anything, just let me know. Thanks Dude!