DIGIMON ALPHA [OOC+SU]

Name: Jayce Thomas
Nicknames: Jay, Kana
Gender: Female
Birthday: November 9th
Age: 19
Family:

Elliot Thomas (Father)
Lacey Thomas (Mother, deceased)
Kayla White (Stepmother)
Dylan Thomas (Elder brother)
Nicky White (Stepsister, same age)
Elizabeth "Lilly" White (youngest stepsister)

Occupation: Online musician known as Kana, known on various message boards, cashier at a CD store in the mall, Mix Tape, full time student
Likes: Playing instruments, her own laptop, quiet time to think, oranges, the safety of her room, cleanliness, swingsets
Dislikes: mud, speaking up, yellow highlighters, the sound of slamming lockers, graves,
Dreams: To make a friend in her college, to find a nice girl/guy, maybe to be an internet sensation musically, to go through life mostly unnoticed
Fears: speeches, lice, zombies, someone realizing she's not normal, heights (she has a severe fear that she will jump off without thinking about it)

Appearance:

Jayce is a small woman, always has been, always will be. She barely goes over the five foot mark, reaching 5'3" with a spare inch aided by her shoes. Her skin is relatively creamy, yet pale pink scars run along all of her body and tinge her glow of health to something slightly dimmer. In layman's terms, it actually makes her look slightly sick and helpless. Thin, almost birdlike bones make her almost too skinny for women's clothing (she can still fit in the girl's section in everything but obviously, her breast size). She has red hair, the red the same color as marker on a white shirt. It reaches down to her shoulders and spills over, parts held up by black ribbons. Her favorite color, of course, is red. She has pale, almost pinkish eyes, done by contacts. They are actually light blue and almond shaped. Her curves are small, enough for her to prefer a sports bra. Her nails are painted light red just to match.

Jayce, being from a private school, has a long-standing attachment to her uniform. Therefore, she is wearing it most of the time. Since it is spring, she has switched early to the summer uniform. She doesn't exactly notice it very much anyway so it's pointless to look. So at the moment, she is dressed in a white dress shirt (male) and a plaid, pleated skirt. The skirt's red and black plaid coloring is striking against her skin and reaches just above her knees. The end is slightly frayed from wearing. Followed by this are black, knee-high socks and brown Mary Jane dress shoes. Humble little things they are.

In a casual setting that doesn't have her in a uniform (which is rare), she is normally found in a dark blue tank top and black jacket. Again she is in a skirt but this one is dark to work with black leggings and flats. In this outfit, her feet are bare and all of her hair is down. Instead of her ribbons, her long hair is held in a semblance of neatness by a large, dark-green beret.

Cold weather involves her in yet another type of outfit. (The actual colors vary depending on the day, but she knows her clothes). Long sleeves are everywhere and earmuffs of a varying shades of red are around her neck or on her head. She hates most hats. It's also the only time to bust out the humble duck boots to get through the slush.


Personality:

Jayce is a girl who just wants to be normal. She takes great pains to appear that way. Small, shy, in the background, Jayce is silently wanting to join everybody but is too out of touch with reality to actually try. It takes more effort to pretend at normalcy than it is to actually be normal but that doesn't stop Jayce from trying. She is not very good at making friends. Half her words are stuttered and murmured, despite the fact that she has very little in the way of bangs to hide her eyes. The floor or anywhere but the person's face is her favorite place to look at. She can't give away a single hint that that long scratch down her arm doesn't hurt. It's difficult, endless. However, she presses on, not sure of what else to try.

Jay has an extreme love of music and musicians. there is sheet music all over her wall and a keyboard sits, well worn and used daily, in her room. She practices with the extremity of someone who forced herself to be good at something. Jayce is not smart. She is just barely a little over average. However, to be that way is something she is not trying to change. Jayce has too much energy spent trying to remind herself what normal children do and keeping herself from collapsing every day from some silly comment or possibly getting up from having been run over by a bicycle. Because people just don't do that. As such, because her focus is so narrow-minded, she barely has any friends, never having the development properly adjusted, not matter how her family worked at it. She was too shy to shout, too meek to lose her temper.

It takes a great deal to make her well and truly saddened by much of anything for herself. Pity is an emotion she dislikes and doesn't understand. Being in such a way, despite how pathetic she can clearly look, is enough to agitate her to the point of childish movements such as a sticking out of the tongue or huffy pouts. Her anger is mostly petulant, quick to rise and quick to fade. The few times you get a well and good sulk out of her are mostly when you consistently fret or worry on her well-being. Boy does she hate that like a dog hates vaccuum cleaners.

Also, this chick loves the internet. Give her a laptop and some cables and despite her abysmal ability in algebra, she is a whizkid with anything mechanical and digital. She loves it, always has. It's how she got into the school she got into. Hands-on is her forte and seeing her working with it is when there is always a smile on Jayce's face. It's how she got on Youtube. She could talk about it too, if she tried. Most of the time however, it has to be coaxed out of her even on instant messaging.

History:

For someone who doesn't consider herself quite as ordinary as she would like, Jayce had a moderately normal upbringing. Born in New York to a couple of geniuses, the youngest sibling at the time, Dylan was the one who would frequently notice her cut hands or bruised knees and take a shine to fixing them. After all, it was perfectly normal for little children to have such wounds. It was not normal for them not to cry about them when they bled quite so horribly as Jayce's own did.

Sadly, there was very little that they could do about Jay's disability when it was discovered, except teach her to be very, very careful. Her mother was usually in the hospital as it was. It was on one of these trips that she died, hit by a drunk driver when Jayce was sick. It touched their family quite deeply. Lacey had been an eternally cheerful woman, encouraging her children to explore their boundaries and teaching Jay to play the piano. With the loss, her lovable, outgoing father retreated into a quiet, solemnly cheerful individual. Her brother grew also, incredibly more protective. Even now, despite the fact that she is nineteen, he is still called a mother hen. He might as well be one.

It took about two years for her father to start dating again. During this, Jayce was enrolled in a private school. She didn't complain at all. However, during that time Dylan encouraged a set of rules for her to follow, to be very careful in how she lived from that moment. Private school with real teachers and no real excuses could get her in trouble if they found out she was different. Her brother happened to be entering middle school at that time and he had learned very well what the consequences of being different would be.

Despite this, Jayce did well. As well as she could. She was still crippling in her shyness and had few people to be considered friends. People talked to her a lot, but she wasn't a shining student and never got shining attention. Well, except in the music room. However, that quickly frightened her and she soon took to practicing privately. This satisfied her through elementary school and part of middle school. It even helped her get through her father's second marriage.

She did not hate her father for the actions he took, in fact she liked having a girl her own to admire and be all girly around her. She loved it. She also learned the wonders of the internet from this sister. It was quite amusing. They are always on Skype with each other, even to this day. Jay never considers herself quite so happy outside of music as with her stepsister.They work together to make her music videos.

Around the age of seventeen, she tried to get a job. It was hard. She honestly stuttered through most of the interview, barely preventing herself from falling over. However, it worked, just as Nicky's persuasion toward making the videos worked. Now, a full-time college student, she spends time trying to study or smile at people from the cashier's desk. Good news: it's working!

Facts:

• Jayce has congenital insensitivity to pain, so she's mostly immune to the drastic changes of temperature, or it's more that she can't feel it. Someone may have to point out she's bleeding too, though she's learned to notice that a lot more.
• Jay is badly allergic to lemons and lemon products.
• She has a cat named Glitter (named by her youngest sister) in her room.
• Jay has horrible handwriting and would get out of every handwriting assignment ever, if she could.
• She also has a mild case of OCD that attacks whenever there are papers on the floor.
• Kana's talents are occasionally spoken of in school, but for the most part, they remain an internet sensation, as she has never made a music video with her face.

Name: Elizabeth Berkley
Age: 19
Appearance:

Elizabeth stands at five feet, three inches, and is rather thin, weighing in at around one hundred pounds. Elizabeth has medium-length red-pink hair, which she usually keeps tied up, either in braids or a bun, usually tied with a ribbon. She usually dresses in bright colors, tending to avoid blacks and grays in large amounts. She keeps her weight low, and extremely self-conscious about her appearance. She tends to avoid makeup, but wears it on occasion. Elizabeth also tends to avoid heels, as they make it more difficult for her to walk. She dislikes being dirty, and generally bathes everyday, whether or not it is convenient for her.

Personality:

Elizabeth is, externally, very shy. She tends to avoid large groups of people because they make her nervous. She prefers to socialize in small groups of her friends, where she reveals her outgoing side. Among close friends, she is surprisingly outgoing, making jokes constantly. She also makes fun of her friends, and a good sign that you're her friend is if she makes fun of you. She is also extremely self-conscious, though perhaps not to the point that it crosses over into vanity. She has strong opinions of the "proper" way to do things, and tends to get annoyed when people don't do things in a way similar to her.

History:

Elizabeth was raised by her parents, James and Anna, and grew up with four siblings, Nick, Jeff, Samantha, and Hanna. She is the eldest, and was always responsible for taking care of her younger siblings while her parents were working, which they did a lot of to support the family of seven. Although she interpreted "take care of" as "sit on your computer and listen for someone to scream. Then go fix the problem." In her opinion, she was a great caretaker. And who really cares about her siblings point of view? Not Elizabeth, that's for sure. There were never any serious problems on her watch. And that's all that counts right? In spite of all that, she has generally good relations with her family, and isn't too quick to argue with them.

Her family was never rich, but they never wanted for the basic needs of life. Sure, she had last year's phone, but she never went hungry or anything like that. Her father is an electrical engineer at a large company that produces audio equipment, and her mother is responsible for managing public relations at an insurance agency. She has only held minor "teenager" jobs, like being a janitor in a movie theater, or working at a fast food restaurant. They weren't exactly glamorous jobs, but they helped her buy herself a sweet PC. She always was a little bit of a computer nerd.

Elizabeth lives in New York, which is where she grew up. She's never really liked living in the big city, (She'd rather live somewhere secluded) but as long as she's dependent on her parents for tuition and food, she stays in the city. She takes classes at the local university, though she hasn't decided on a major yet. She tries very hard in school, but she is occasionally forgetful about assignments. Even still, she gets decent grades, A's and B's. She dislikes the city for several reasons, from the crowds, to the pollution, to the general cramped feeling of big cities.

Elizabeth wasn't the most popular kid in high school, due to her introverted personality. She's also not exactly a big talker at the college she attends. She does hang out with her close friends semi-regularly, so she's not a complete loner. She's just quiet. As far as "romantic" relations go, she's had little success. She's had a few boyfriends, but nothing's ever come of any of them.

Name: Daisy "Dee" Thurgood

Gender: Female

Age: 21

Physical Description:

Around her green eyes Dee pencils eyeliner that makes the color stand out. That is the extent of her femininity. She dresses for comfort, mostly in tank tops and loose jeans held up by belts. She prefers dark colors. The gold chains she wears around her neck all hold sentimental value. Luckily her short blonde hair does not require much work to look decent, because she would not put any extra effort in even if she had to. Her first order of business when she turned eighteen was to get inked. Her first tattoo was a back piece of a stylized phoenix. After that came a jaguar on her left forearm, this one done realistically.

Personality: Dee prefers her nickname over her actual name. Though she will respond to "Daisy", she'll promptly correct the speaker. She feels that the name is too girly, and causes those she meets to treat her as such. The gender roles that society has fallen into are glaringly clear to her and are a major source of stress in her life. That's not to say she considers herself a feminist. She simply hates to be patronized by individuals who seem to believe they're better than her due to having a Y chromosome.

A real problem solver, Dee is addicted to puzzles and riddles. She enjoys finding solutions to complicated issues. If only she had the drive and organization to be a leader that skill would take her far, but instead she has a crippling case of procrastination and no desire to be a leader. Dee is more than content to settle somewhere in the middle in group situations and observe.

On the outside she appears to be confident and self assured, but in reality she has plenty to agonize over. She can't help but feel as though her life is on a fast track to nowhere, and she isn't sure how to turn it around. Though she attends college she worries that it might not be enough. She aspires to be a photographer, and in such a competitive field, what if her work isn't good enough?

Then there's the simple matter of her own identity. Dee struggles with the fact that she knows she's not attracted to men. Publicly she has not admitted this fact, but she guesses that it isn't hard to tell. Slowly she's coming to terms with the fact but she also doesn't want it to become a label. She doesn't want people to see her as "the lesbian".

Story: Dee grew up in New York City with her mother. Her mother became pregnant at seventeen to her boyfriend of a year. Predictably, the boyfriend did not stay. He has no contact with Dee or her mother. That isn't to say that Dee feels as though she missed out on anything growing up. She and her mother are very close, and have almost no secrets. Though they didn't have all that much disposable income, they lived a comfortable life with her mother working only one job. She'd had the foresight to finish school despite the hardship and take college classes to become a nurse. Going through school, Dee's grades were not as high as they should have been. She skated through every class doing the least amount of work possible to still pass. Most likely she could have been in the top ten of her graduating class but she neglected to put in the effort.

Socially she had plenty of friends, or at least acquaintances. For the most part she does not seek out companionship but she accepts it when it finds her and often she maintains relationships over long periods of time. It's mainly her quiet demeanor that makes her easy to get along with. People feel as though they can talk to her, and she will listen.

After high school Dee went to an art college, using the college fund her mother had been saving. Swiftly she assembled an impressive portfolio of photographs using the techniques she learned from her professors. However, she ran into some personal identity issues, namely her sexuality, after being assigned a partner for a project that really left her conflicted. She finished out that semester, then decided to take a year off from school to work and get her head together.

Though her mother didn't agree with that choice, she supported Dee. Most days now are spent either working or on the couch with a cigarette and a beer in her hand, mulling over life and her direction. She knows she needs a change of pace and a catalyst to move forward but she doesn't know where to start.