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Name: Annie "Ian" Helm
Age: 19
Gender: Female, but doesn't care that much
Appearance:

Boyish.

In a word, that is the look of Annie. She didn't get the nickname of Ian for no particular reason. She is an awkward mismatch of gender, and it suits her. Face slightly angular, curves rather non-descript, average height just over five-foot-five, she is neither attractive nor unattractive, barely noticeable unless you happen to look. Her skin is of an olive-tone, so reminiscent of her mother that it hurts. She doesn't notice too much, really. She has a body toned for gymnastics even though she hates being involved in them and calluses on her hands. Her hair is close to medium-length, cut a little haphazardly by parental interference, and wavy strands of black with jagged ends. Under her bangs is a smatter of slowly fading acne.

Annie's most interesting features are her eyes. Pine green, she has central heterochromia in both eyes, making them have a tinge of blue around each pupil. Most of the time they are slightly obscured by her hair, as she wears her hair in a messy splay around her face. For an example, think Haruhi Fujioka without the glasses.

Her clothes are a little big on her, making her look smaller than she is. It's fully intentional, in part out of modesty, and the rest because it's comfortable. A constant companion of hers no matter how hot it gets, is the grey beanie on her head. It's misshapen and patchy, but she really loves being able to tip it over her face like a mysterious stranger. She has a thin jacket that she wears with it, a dark blue that reaches down to her waist. Again, it looks all mysterious! Hahaha! Below that is a white shirt and blue jeans. Yeah, now she sounds really normal, sneakers and all, right?

She can look nice, our Annie. She even goes for skirts once in a while. She does not wear makeup, doesn't know how to even paint her nails. She'd probably chip it anyway. When she does go for nice, it's either a green and black dress or white polo shirt with black dress pants. Very odd to mention, but I figure it's okay. She doesn't look nice all that often after all.

Personality:

From her appearance description, it probably seems like Annie is an unreserved genki girl with everything in the world to keep her perky and excitable, right?

Well... that's right?

While she is usually a cheerful sort, Annie keeps her cheer down to tolerable levels, lest it annoy passerby. Keeping a constant small grin, she might seem like she's mocking a few people, but she's really just being anything she wants to. She is a bit of a carefree sort, who takes seriously what needs to be taken seriously and nothing else. Things that would be big deals, like homework due in a week or the latest girlfriend gossip simply go in one ear and out the other. Annie is often known by her friends for working studiously at a project for two hours one day, and then wasting time on a video game for three hours the next day. It really just depends on what she's thinking about.

She can be a little insensitive. She doesn't really grasp human interaction in the same way as other people, seeing it as this great 3D puzzle she can't see the other side of. She understands that people have feelings and that they should be thought of before opening your big mouth... but that doesn't mean that she actually can do that. So Annie can be horribly honest at the worst of times, and not understand that she hurt someone very badly until five minutes later.

Though she has friends, Annie prefers to be alone or with a couple of them only. Too much interaction for her is not so much unhealthy as it is uncomfortable, and her limited social quota being exceeded results in throwing off her already weird routines off further and usually ends up with her secluding herself in her bedroom with a book or something for a while to get herself back to normal.

Annie is rather smart... though ask her to demonstrate it and you are flat out of luck. She has a very good sense of timing, easily able to catch the rhythm of sounds after listening to it a few times. This isn't all that useful but it does help with cooking and catching general patterns. She can't really show this off, or many other abilities she has. Though she took gymnastics for a long time, she really hates it. Everyone really stares at you when you're up on that beam.

She is still in school because...? Practicality, mostly. It's easier to get a job if you have a college degree and her brother wouldn't let her stay in his apartment if she didn't. In return she covers his walls with coloring book pages and hogs the television. Annie can be a pig sometimes. She loves him though. She loves all of her family. For all of her emotion confusion, Annie is absolutely sure her family is the best thing over, even when they're being a bunch of derps. Yes, derps.

Annie rarely gets angry. Or at least loud screaming angry. She does get into fits of sulking when things go really, really bad, but for the most part she doesn't really get upset. She scolds herself for crying sometimes, but then perks herself right back up. Probably dangerous.

As a final note, Annie loves anything cute. Not so much beautiful, but cute and adorable things get her attention like bacon to a dog. There's a reason she snuck the family cat into the apartment.

History:

Annie's life was so ordinary it hurts.

Apparently she grew up with her father and stepmother, though she's known the woman so long she is just mom. Her brother really cannot stand that, and she does not understand why. Felicity is a bit flakey, but she means well and loves her father so Annie says "screw you Louis!" Affectionately of course.

She was born in Chicago, oddly enough, but has been in the city of angels since toddlerhood, which also might contribute to her brother's constant grouchiness. They moved to Los Angeles after the birth of her little sister Halie. Annie remembers none of this, except being on a plane, which was apparently very scary and very cool. That's a bout all she remembers and all she really cares about from that time. Besides, Los Angeles is apparently warmer than Chicago was. No complaints there!

School was not very exciting. She didn't stand out or slip through the cracks, usually sitting in the library after school for Louis to come get her after whatever he did in his "grown-up classes", as she put it. Despite him being the biggest downer she has ever met, she is probably closer to him than anyone else in her family, likely because while he shakes his head at a lot of things she does, he has always been the person to push her to do these things anyway, such as swim during winter or try to bake pre-made cookies. It kind of works! Sometimes. There has been nothing set on fire that she knows about.

Friendships were hard to come by, what with people easily bored by her nose in a book when she wasn't reading or upset by her candid observations. Eventually a kid named Adam punched her in the nose. People laughed until she punched back. She thought you were supposed to do that and had no clue why the kid started crying and she proceeded to get thrown in the trash can... or, nearly thrown.

Because she had caught the attention of a boy named Gabriel. Or to be more precise, his unassuming twin, who pretty much ordered him to save Annie. Apparently, following this odd saving the day hero moment, the three of them became friends, with the guy she punched, Adam, joining them in third grade. Again, she has terrible memory so has little clue how this happened at all.

When she wasn't in school, or flying off a wooden beam Annie pretty much sat at home and read. She lived with her family, and helped her stepmom raise Halie to be a good Jew, whatever that meant. It was at religious school that she got the Ian nickname.

You see, they had a lot of plays, and without really caring, Annie would always dress up and sign up for the boy roles. Eventually, her fellow students decided she was secretly a boy and started calling her one. Most of the adults were completely apologetic and horrified, but Annie didn't care so her family didn't care. She didn't, and still doesn't, realize that might have been significant.

By the way, the time that a certain high school had to cancel a gymnastics meet because someone put itching powder in the competitors' clothes? Had nothing to do with her. Really, it was Gabriel. She just supplied the powder. Wait, I said it had nothing to do with her, didn't I? Oh well, it did.

Following high school, she went to college. Adam went straight into the military, which, though she was unhappy with it, respected it because he had talked about it since middle school. The twins went to separate colleges from her, with Sammy forcing her to make a Skype because if she didn't "they would probably lose Annie to millions of boys!" Sammy's exact words, that.

For the moment, Annie has no clue what she's doing with her life. She needs a job, but doesn't know if she has the patience to work one. She's in class, but has no clue what her goal is in life. She needs direction towards something... but what?

D-Touch Color: Purple
Digimon: Plotmon

Name: Wesley Rosen
Age: 21
Gender: Male

Appearance: Wesley's appearance is both very ordinary and vaguely odd. Neatly trimmed dark brown hair sits atop a head shaped not unlike a box, with its sharp, flat features - not quite gaunt or angular, but not chubby or pronounced either. Below his hairline sit a pair of large, bushy eyebrows of a lighter color than his hair, giving him a vaguely mismatched appearance. As the observer continues down, they find a set of bright blue eyes behind a pair of round glasses with a thin silver frame - he is farsighted without them, and has trouble seeing things up close. His nose, in contrast with the flat shape of the rest of his head and face, shoots out sharply like some manner of beak. Despite Wesley's best efforts, he always seems to have a bit of chin scruff he missed when shaving.

In an effort to maintain a stately and professional demeanor, Wesley prefers to wear plain brown suits, with a white shirt underneath. Even when there is no formal occasion, he finds them neat and simple, and he can't seem to make himself dress casually. The last time Wesley had worn a t-shirt was on vacation with his parents back when he was in high school. Instead, when he wants to wear something different, he cycles through a collection of various ties. Wesley has ties of every color and pattern for any occasion. Tacky red and green Christmas ties, a fake noose for Halloween, black ties, brown ties (brown is his favorite color), black and yellow polka dots on orange ties, and any sort he comes across. Finding and buying new ties is a bit of a hobby for Wesley, in truth.

Personality: Preferring to maintain a professional attitude and appearance, Wesley tends towards stoicism when going about his day. Wesley is a quiet man of simple pleasures. Among Wesley's hobbies are the aforementioned ties, of course, and books. During his free time, Wesley enjoys getting lost in a good novel, reading about great adventures and ominous terrors. He would never want to go on an adventure himself, of course, too much dirt and blood and it would get everywhere, far too much to clean, simply insane the people who went out into the wilderness for no good reason. No, Wesley is content to stay in his boring city and live his boring life in safety and comfort. Thrill-seeking was not high on his to-do list. Another hobby is caring for his house plants, a relatively low maintenance task, though one he has performed diligently for years. Despite the serious presence Wesley likes to put on, he does enjoy conversing and interacting with family and coworkers. Usually he just serves as a silent audience for them to vent or explain their troubles, occasionally offering friendly advice or assistance when he thinks it will help. He is a calm, good-natured man at heart. Very rarely is he ever angry.

History: Wesley's mother was only a teenager when she became pregnant due to poor life choices, and was in no position to care for him. Instead Wesley was put up for adoption. Unlike all the horrible stories one hears about abusive foster parents and unprepared families, Wesley was fortunate enough to find a good, warm home. Adopted by Albert and Audrey Rosen - an electrician and a school librarian, respectively - Wesley grew up cared for and properly educated. The two had been unable to have children of their own due to Audrey being infertile, and so Wesley was considered a blessing in their lives. After Wesley graduated high school, things took a turn for the worse. His mother became ill, and it was diagnosed as cancer. The tumor was treatable, but Wesley was forced to take a job rather than go to college, so that his mother's medical bills could be paid. Young Wesley Rosen found a job as an assistant at a law firm, a fairly good job everything considered. He could have ended up working at MacDonalds flipping burgers. Instead it was filing papers and finding things for his employer. The job helped ease the weight of his father in paying for his mother's treatment, and Wesley's simple lifestyle was not very costly. Once he owned something, he took care of it, so his possessions rarely needed to be replaced. Three years later, after much treatment and struggle, Audrey was on the path to recovering. Wesley was doing fine in his job, however, and he felt little need to go back to school. Without a degree he could never become a practicing lawyer, but he learned much from his employer while working together, and could find work in other areas of law should the need arise. It was around this time that Wesley obtained his first computer. He had not had much interaction with the digital age growing up, being more interested in books and occasionally films. Now, with access to the internet becoming more and more important to work and communication, he needed his own computer (he had moved out of his parents' house and found a small apartment by now). It was nothing special, but he could send and receive emails, and look things up online if he needed to. To be honest, he didn't use it much. With little ambition or drive, Mr. Rosen has continued to live simply... but soon he will be dragged into the adventure he never wanted.

D-Touch Color: Gray D-Phone
Digimon: FanBeemon