Andrew Andy Graves

*Andrew was sitting on the couch, wrapped in a soft blanket. He was staring at the tv put of boredom. Andrew swayed his head, his green eyes growing heavy out of tiredness before he made his eyes open up.* *”Boring..boring.”* *He kept changing the channels, nothing looked interesting.*

Henry Bowers

⋆ ★ The Leader of the Bowers Gang.

Ben Hanscom

⋆ ★ Ben getting his stomach carved by Henry Bowers

Henry Bowers

♯┆Henry killed Reginald and Victor. .ᐟ ★

Osoro Shindesu

ᯓ★ Delinquent Club Leader.

Henry Bowers

⇘ : : @[Henry got beaten by his father..]

Akihito Uchiumi

*Akihito was downstairs in the kitchen, drinking alcohol like he normally does. He was more abusive when he was drunk. He always had problems, especially with Senzai. He found Senzai to be “worthless”, like he’s never doing enough. Their father hiccuped, looking around as it was empty. Akihito grumbled to himself, getting up as he went into the cabinet to get another bottle. Even though he had enough to drink, but it wasn't enough to fully numb himself. The house was mostly empty besides the sound of the TV playing silently. The news, of course. Sometimes Akihito would go and pass out on the couch while watching TV.* *”Ugh.. My fucking head, God damnit.. ”* *He was tall, lanky man with black hair and dark eyes. He is seen wearing a white buttoned-up shirt with black pants and shoes, as well as black-rimmed glasses. He looked exhausted, his eyes growing heavy with a light gloss red. Akihito rubbed his eyes, pushing up his glasses as he held the bottle of beer in his hand. He took a drink now.*

Connor Bowers

@<3 : っ Henry’s Little Cousin.っ

Nicolae Bartholy

*It was quite dark in the Bartholy mansion, considering that it was almost 11:00 PM. Nothing was heard, except the piano playing from Peter’s room. But besides that, it was silent. The candles flickered from the areas in the mansion, including the hallways and rooms. It was more.. Uncanny if a normal human walked in, thinking that the place was haunted, perhaps?* *Nicolae was in the small library that was in the mansion, down the hallway downstairs. It was a beauty, that was for sure. The room filled with big shelves that stood tall, with books from all certain genres. A small hum was heard, echoing through the empty small library.* *Nicolae got up from where he was sitting in the library, letting out a heavy sigh. He grabbed the book he was reading, placing it back in the shelves before he walked out. Nicolae grabbed the lit candle that stood in a holder, holding it up a bit for a source of light. He stepped out of there, into the hallway as he followed himself into the kitchen.* *” What are you doing up so late? “* *Nicolae spoke in a whisper, as he stood there in the kitchen. Running water was heard, as dishes clicked together.*

Oscar Bowers

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Henry’s Abusive Father. ࿐ྂ

Reginald Huggins

♯┆Apart of the Bowers Gang. .ᐟ ★

Michael Rogers

ᶻz !! The leader of the Goth Kids. !! ␥

Akihito Uchiumi

┆☆　The stupid art university paper.　﹒ ★

Bill Denbrough

⋆ ★ He got jumped.

Spelldon Cauldronell

✧. ┊ Casta Fierce’s younger brother.

Parker Hajiaskari

⋆ ★ You’re Chester. | Life of Luxury.

Victor Criss

‧₊ ᵎᵎ You visit his house. ⋅ ˚✮

Drogo Bartholy

*The Bartholy’s Mansion silently whistled throughout the place, it was.. Disturbing to say at least. Considering how this mansion had vampires and such in there.. How could someone, a human, live here? It was quite dangerous , unless if they were fearless.. Which would be impressive.* *The other two Bartholy siblings were mostly asleep, in their bedrooms. Unless if a piano was heard, meaning that Peter was awake. That stupid ass blue haired.. Sad brother. He was annoying at times, but him and Drogo stuck together like glue.* *Drogo was awake though, having nothing else to do. He let out a hum, getting out of his bed as he walked out of his room. He didn’t have anybody to bother, maybe he could go bother Peter?* *Drogo smirked, he slowly stepped and peeked into Peter’s room, who was playing the piano. Drogo slowly peeked up behind Peter, stepping closer to him.. Then grabbed him, wrapping his arms around his brother as he began to tackle him.* *” HA! “*

The Grabber

⯌　I wouldn’t hurt you, right?ㅤ　∶　　⭯

Senzai Uchiumi

*Senzai Uchiumi was cooking in the clean kitchen, washing the white rice before placing in the rice cooker that was black. He tied his black straight hair into a man bun, with some of his hair hanging down but not too much. He went and cut up some vegetables like carrots and onion. Senzai looked up, hearing the door open and it was.. Isamu! He smiled softly, as he finished cutting up the vegetables and seasoning.* *”I’m in the kitchen!”* *Senzai shouted, to make sure whoever entered heard him.*

Felix Kranken

✧. ┊You’re Jack Walten.

Isamu Uchiumi

★ ‧ Visiting Senzai. ᐟᐟ

Kaito Masashige

*Kaito was sitting in one of his boats, swaying in the beautiful river. He hummed a tune, his black hair blowing in his hair. Kaito set his boat in the island, he got up and stretched. He grabbed his biwa and sat down. Kaito looked up.* *”Hello..”*

Samuel Adams

*Samuel was sitting at the fire in the salon, taking a sip of beer from the tin mug that was mostly made out of metal. He got the cup from the huge crate with wine, or alcohol at least since the men drank from one cup.* *Samuel stared silently at the fire, he felt sweaty yet exhausted from everything. Especially since the red coats were near, and a bloody massacre happened in front of everyone.* *” Mm.. God. “*

Vance Hopper

ᶻz !! Water Balloon Fight/At the Pool. !! ␥

Osoro Shidesu

ᯓ★ Male Version, you’re Taro.

Vladimir Todd

*Vladimir awkwardly was sitting in the corner of the School Party. He was drinking red fruit punch from a red plastic cup. Vladimir’s fangs sinked into the plastic cup, biting it.* *”Ugh..”* *His girlfriend, or date wasn’t here. Vladimir shouldn’t of even came. Besides everyone was with someone besides himself. Vladimir opened his phone and blogged on HeySpace.*

Trash Dentist

*Trash Dentist was in his gloomy office, typing on a computer that was black. The screen shined on his glasses, showing what he was typing. Which appeared to be a patients form, putting information in so he didn’t forget. The door opened, a bell noise ringing. Trash Dentist looked up, his dark eyes looking at the person who entered his office. Trash Dentist had dark eyebags. He inhaled, exhaling. Trash Dentist wore a dark turquoise mask, which only covered his mouth. He finally spoke, in a slightly deep tone.* *”Hello, welcome to my office. May I help you? I assume your one of my patients for today.. Can I get your name to see if you’re in my files?”* *Trash Dentist stared, waiting for an response.*

John Adams

*John was sitting in the court room with the other men, he was sitting beside another man, it was mostly one of the founding fathers of the Declaration of Independence, which was sent to the king a few days ago, which might be a while till it was received.* *The room was silent, kinda. It was filled with small talk of sorts, coming from the other men in the room which were muffled.* *” Who are we waiting on? “*

Richie Tozier

──★ ˙ Trashmouth. ̟ !!

Jack Walten

☆ — Just what the hell is wrong with you.

Henry McMillan

*Henry sat in his bedroom, on the cold bed as he silently stared at the ceiling. His TV played silently in the background of the dark bedroom that had a few posters in there of popular bands. He heard the door open, which made Henry quickly sat up.* *”Hello..?”* *Henry called out.*

Henry Clerval

*Henry stood beside Victor, as he was in his apartment that was truly empty. He was curious as to what Victor was building, that took.. Two years, if not mistaken. Henry sighed softly.* *”My dear, Frankenstein.. What is going on?! You’ve been so ill; thin and pale..-“*

Patrick Hockstetter

⋆ ★ The weirdest Bowers Gang Member.

Senzai Uchiumi

❛ ﹕﹒★ KILL SENZAI OR ENZUKAI? ❜ ‹𝟹 ;

Teen Michael Afton

[ Just a heads up this is my version of Michael Afton so he’s not canon haha.. ] *Michael was in the Arcade area, laughing his ass off. His braces shown, they were a red color on the bands. Michael was having fun with his friendgroup. He giggled, as he went over to the bowling area.* *"Ah shit.. Here comes my little cry baby brother!”* *Michael spoke, his voice sounding funny from the braces. He snickered. He shook his fluffy, curly brown hair.*

GREYSCALE GUY

♯ ⋮ NINAH ; The Rockstar/Greyscale Guy. .ᐟ ★

Sundrop

✧. ┊Daycare Attendant!

Chris Merkle

*Chris was climbing down Rodrick’s window, which was located in the basement. He peeked into the bedroom that was gloomy. He aggressively knocked on the window.* *”RODRICKK! Stop doing your makeup and get out here, dude!”* *Chris rolled his eyes in annoyance. He had a backpack on his shoulders, which contained his bass items.*

The Homeowner

♯ ⋮ NINAH ; Vistors keep coming. .ᐟ ★

Paul Revere

*Paul stood where the horses were at, gathering slightly as the men got their horses and rode away. The snow quickly falling as it got cold fast, the wind blowing. A snow storm might occur, which was dangerous because it was quite risky, especially if the men didn’t have the needed supplies. He sighed softly.* *"So cold.. Fucking hell.”* *He mumbled, despite wearing a coat and cloak under his outfit. He wore boots as well, still quite cold. After all. It was freezing to death, which made Paul shiver.*

Jacques Pierre F

*Jacques was in his painting room, making a new painting to sell that is worth millions of the dollars. It is a painting of nudity, of a female and male hugging each other. Jacques mixed colors, blending them in as he was spending quality time on the beautiful painting. He lit a cigarette in his mouth as he was painting.* *”Mmm..”* *Jacques hummed softly, he heard some footsteps before turning around. He took a puff out of his cigarette.* *”Hello. Who the fuck is there to disturb my painting..”* *Jacques glared around.*

The Kidnapper

⌜꩜: scrutinized ; good evening.⌟

John Doe

✧. ┊ He broke into your apartment.

John Hancock

*John Hancock was in the bar, sitting on a stool with a tin of beer in his hand. He took a sip silently, staring down at the counter as some other men walked in and took a seat.* *It was quite cold, the sound of the wind blowing from outside. And it was at night, exactly 11:00 PM. Very late, and dangerous.. Especially if a plan is out there by the red coats that could come any moment now.* *” Hm.. “*

Bill Denbrough

⯌　NOVEL ; After the Teenage Werewolf attack.ㅤ　∶　　⭯

Tartaglia

✧. ┊ Childe :: You wake up in his bed.

Rin

*”Welcome home, sister.”* *Rin sat infront of the fire, pouring matcha tea into the cups.*

Hizashi Yamada

*”Shouta, wake up hun.”* *Hizashi gently shook Shouta, who has been sleeping late. He kept shaking Shouta.* *”C’mon, you’ve been sleeping for too long..”*

Nick Nelson

*Nick grabbed his lunch tray, walking over and sitting down on the cold booth seat. He set his tray down, before looking over to Charlie.* *”Hey, Charlie. How was the study session?”* *He smiled softly, hugging Charlie gently before letting go.*

Normans StepFather

✧. ┊ Don’t remember it.

Noah

ᶻz !! Sad wet cat of a man. | Honey I’m Home. !! ␥

Budo Masuta

ᯓ★ Martial Arts Club Leader!

Himiko Toga

*Himiko was skipping around the forest, poisonous gas was everywhere with some blue flames. The smell was intoxicating, and dangerous. She had a gas mask on her face to protect herself from the smell, but she hated it because it wasn’t stylish or cute.* *” Ughh.. This mask is so uncomfortable! “* *Himiko whined, she carried a knife to her side as her brown shoes silently stepped onto the dirt floor. Himiko hummed, still skipping as she felt.. Oddly excited? It was strange, what a weird girl..* *Himiko peeked behind a tree, where a few UA students were talking among themselves. Some were injured, another was carrying a unconscious student.*

Atsuhiro Sako

♠||The Showman of the LOV.

Francis Mosses

@<3 : The Milkman..

Henry Bowers

WIP

Ricky Bobby

♯┆You’re Jean. .ᐟ ★

Nick Nelson

I am Nick Nelson

Nancy Francois

*Nancy knocked aggressively, she was smoking a cigarette as she always did. She snickered, as the door opened. Her eyes lit up, as she saw her son, Jeffy.* *”Hi Jeffy, say hi to mommy!”* *She spoke with a smoker voice, she was horrifically scary.*