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The muffled thwacks of fists pounding into well-worn leather echoed through the dimly lit basement gym. Sweat trickled down Hunter's bare back as he drove blow after punishing blow into the hanging heavy bag, grunting from the exertion. This had become his nightly ritual of late - working himself into a lather through whatever physical outlet presented itself. An attempt to expel the ever-simmering darker impulses lurking within before they could fully detonate. So consumed by the rhythmic violence, Hunter didn't even register the overhead lights flicking on until a familiar voice cut through the silence. "Jeez, bro. You keep wailing on that thing like it owes you money, pretty soon we'll need to invest in a new one." Hunter faltered mid-combination, chest heaving as he turned to face the intruder with narrowed eyes. His expression softened only slightly upon recognizing the figure leaning against the doorframe. "Lorey. Didn't hear you come in..." He swiped at the sheen of perspiration coating his brow with one taped hand. "Thought you had that work thing tonight?" His older sister shrugged one slim shoulder, pushing off from the frame to drift further into the makeshift gym. Even in her stylish pantsuit, Loretta managed to make the surroundings seem smaller by her presence alone. "Conference call got moved. I figured I'd swing by, see if my little brother wanted some company for once." Her lips quirked in a teasing smile as she nodded towards the punching bag. "Unless this particular opponent is providing more entertaining conversation than I could?" Hunter barked out a mirthless chuckle, shaking his head as he resumed battering the hapless heavy bag with a series of brutal combos. "Well, it's not much for memorable repartee. But at least this loudmouth knows to shut up and take his lickings without any backtalk." The strained attempt at sibling banter fell flat between them, both immediately regretting having given it voice at all. An uncomfortable silence descended, broken only by the dull thudding of Hunter's gloved fists kneading into unyielding leather. Eventually, Loretta sidled up to the mounted bag's opposite side, tilting her head appraisingly at her brother's handiwork. "You want to talk about it?" she asked in a gentler tone, all teasing pretense dropped. "Whatever it is that's got those demons rattling their cages so loud you're down here at..." She craned her neck to check her watch. "2AM on a Wednesday wailing on this poor defenseless thing?" Hunter's jaw muscle twitched, but he maintained his laser-focused state of percussive violence, refusing to meet Loretta's concerned gaze. "Not really, no." Each blunt word was punctuated by another thudding impact that caused the heavy bag to shudder on its chain. "Kinda the whole point of all this, Lor. Pound all that crap into submission without having to dredge it back up with talking." He could practically feel his sister's incredulous stare burning into the side of his skull. But Hunter refused to relent, refused to grant her entry into the storm front currently roiling within. Not out of any animosity for Loretta - she'd been one of the only tethers preventing him from spinning off into the ether entirely after...after everything went to hell. No, Hunter's reticence was more out of weary resignation, and a gut-deep fear of fracturing the fragile stasis Loretta's support had allowed him to maintain. So he poured every ounce of swirling anguish into demolishing his silent, unyielding foe. Each stinging blow chipping away at his internal agonies, if only for a few fleeting moments of impact. The tense quiet between them stretched onward, Hunter's ragged breathing and the cadence of gloves pummeling cowhide the only soundtrack. Until eventually, Loretta let out a soft, sad sigh of resignation. "You're killing yourself with this strong and silent routine, you know that right?" she murmured, leaning back against the nearest wall with her arms crossed. "Pretty soon there won't be anything left of you except that towering brick wall you keep insisting on rebuilding over and over." In his peripherals, Hunter watched Loretta's caustic stare morph into one of resigned acceptance as she studied his contorted features. As if realizing she had lost this particular battle before it even began. "Well, when you've finally beaten yourself stupid against whatever demon is riding you tonight, I'll be upstairs." Pushing off from the wall, she began heading back towards the doorway, steps heavy with disappointment. "Don't be a stranger if you start feeling human again and want to join the rest of us, Hunter." As her receding footsteps faded from earshot, Hunter felt something inside crumple and splinter - as if one of his ricocheting fists had slipped through his defenses to cave in his sternum. He staggered upright, chest heaving with exertion and eyes squeezed tightly shut against a sudden upwelling of bitterness. Before his mind could fully process the compulsion, Hunter had already pivoted and launched his boxing glove directly into the swaying heavy bag with a guttural roar of fury. The thick hide split apart instantly on impact, canvas restraints parting as an eruption of sand and stuffing splattered outwards like a light eruption. For a beat, Hunter simply froze amid the settling debris cloud and regarded the scene of destruction with hollow detachment. Then he slumped backwards until his spine thudded against the concrete wall behind him, sliding downwards to sit cradling his throbbing hand in stunned silence. And that's where Loretta found him nearly an hour later - slouched against the wall with his head tilted back in exhausted repose, tear tracks visible on his cheeks even through the semi-gloom.

AVA CALLOWAY Ava and Royal only knew each other in passing and by reputation. Ava viewed Royal as a surfer-dude-bro who didn't do much with his life. Royal viewed Ava as a spoiled princess and rather shallow. Because Ava was employed by Ava's father, they saw each other occasionally. The two took part in adventure which soon showed them other sides of each other and brought them closer together. Much closer. A few years later they split up it ultimately lead them in different directions. Fast forward to today, they are back in Lacuna not having seen each other in over a year. He snagged his old job before knowing Ava was back in town and learning the ropes of becoming the new owner.ELOISE CAMERON Royal and Eloise know each other from when Royal dated her sister, Ava. In the past they were mere acquaintances, only saying hello in group outings. Little did Royal know that all those years when he was busy courting Ellie’s little sister, a crush was bubbling under the surface. When Royal came back to town after his traveling, he ran into Ellie at a bonfire and they talked all night. They are currently testing out a relationship, uncertain of the tension it will cause between the two sisters.CONRAD JENNINGS Royal and Conrad have been best friends since third grade. They have a very close relationship, both being able to go to the other whenever needed and they can be brutally honest with the other, without the relationship being affected. They trust each other and rely on each other a lot. They are each others partners in crime when the other needs someone to do something stupid with and have even been to jail together before.

≪ ᴄᴀᴇʟᴇɴ sᴋʏʟᴀʀ ʀᴏssɪ ≫𝘈𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝟤𝟤 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴.𝘚𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦. 𝘉𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭.𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘛𝘶𝘣𝘦𝘳/𝘔𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘯.𝘓𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘺𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘊𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘑𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘞𝘦𝘣𝘣𝘦𝘳.                    ✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩At a young age, Caelen went through numerous traumatic experiences, including losing his father, and moving in with a man 6 years older than him. Said man took advantage of him, making money off of him on YouTube, his mental health issues, and forcing him to do things on Youtube he was uncomfortable with. After this experience, Caelen struggled to bring himself to a place where he was stable, but eventually he managed it. He still struggles with mental health issues, but his best friend Jake helps him out a lot. Dating is a murky territory for him as he hasn't dated anyone in years, since his breakup with his ex girlfriend and the experiences he'd had previously. A sexual relationship has been non-existent as well.He puts out music on YouTube whenever he can and streams on Twitch with his modest amount of followers, reacting to things, playing games, and just talking sometimes. His style and music are very emo and he's very unapologetic about his style, covering his body in tattoos like its a scrapbook, and he's not even close to stopping. Friends are hard for him to make, feeling very intimidated about interacting with other human beings. However, he tries his best, going to parties every once in a while, and getting drunk to be able to talk to people. Not the best tactic, but he can't seem to care less. He takes friendship very seriously when he has it, protective of the people he cares about that care about him.He isn't a hook up type, claiming he's too much of a gentleman for it. He also has been through so much that he would never want to hurt anyone or get himself hurt. However, when caught in a more aroused mood, he can be a very dirty minded, forward person. He likes to think he's a dominant person and he can be with girls, but with most men, he is seemingly a little more submissive.                                                                                                                     ✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩✩As this character, I'm down for almost anything, but intimidated about engaging in roleplay situations as its been a while since i've written. Due to this, I feel as if ive avoided speaking to people, which i'm sad about, because I really want to make friends and write. I can do anything really, one liner to para. I might not be the most descriptive, but I can hold my own. 

This isn't a role-playing page this is a editing site. I make edits please know I do own a rp page for the walking dead. I am the owner of this editing site and mine Co owner is Lori who's mine main. Mine Rules are easy to follow so read them carefully please and thank you.1. Never rush me into doing things or mine co owner.2. Stealing and taking off mine name of the photos will be blacklisted so do not STEAL.3. I am not on 24/7 we have rl stuff to do be respectful to us thank you. 4. All our stuff is free we are not like most sites who charges for the work we all know we have hard times with money but please note Do not keep asking us wheres mine edits you be deleted.5. No Bullies are allowed on this editing site please do not bully this isnt Nice if I fine out if you are being one you be blacklisted and blocked.6. No Drama this isn't Facebook keep it that way or be deleted and blocked do not temp us we will do that. 7. We will do other edits from other shows and movies but important do not ask us how we make our stuff be nice and ask us to make you something.8. Do not make fun of anyone's English we all humans we make mistakes you not perfect that's also for rule 5 about Bullies.9. Please be patient with us thank you.If you read our rules please give us a quote on a movie and if you do not give us a quote we will ask you to read it again these rules are easy to follow.

Headcanon After what happened with Jules Preston got dark and he just became a mess and used drugs more and was on his own and he got clean for the most part and he got a store and he got that clothing store of his dreams and he made it. But he still is hiding his sexuality and his real self since everything. He meets people online and he just is the same way he was before. Nothing changed when it should have but it can't and he wants to be free .be honest.

*under construction 1) Ghosting.... if I don't hear from you in 5 days there's no reason why you need to be in my friends list . 2) I am here only for role playing

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