Welcome to Manor Bay, California; the small city that manages to fit everything from luxury sports cars and mansions, to two bedroom homes and sketchy apartment complexes. this picturesque city can fool anyone into believing their life is perfect, but not everything that glitters is a tiffany’s necklace. if there’s one thing that living here has taught me…it’s to not trust a fucking soul. No one is completely innocent, and as much as you’d like to put up a front to everyone, your conscience will always be there, eating away your brain, reminding you of the things you’ve done. Let’s face it, you can’t run away forever. Manor Bay is anything but peaceful, and if you do decide to move in, you’ll find that out very quickly. I’m not trying to scare you, I’m just telling it like it is.
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Welcome to Manor Bay, California; the small city that manages to fit everything from luxury sports cars and mansions, to two bedroom homes and sketchy apartment complexes. this picturesque city can fool anyone into believing their life is perfect, but not everything that glitters is a tiffany’s necklace. if there’s one thing that living here has taught me…it’s to not trust a fucking soul. No one is completely innocent, and as much as you’d like to put up a front to everyone, your conscience will always be there, eating away your brain, reminding you of the things you’ve done. Let’s face it, you can’t run away forever. Manor Bay is anything but peaceful, and if you do decide to move in, you’ll find that out very quickly. I’m not trying to scare you, I’m just telling it like it is.
Main✖Plot✖Characters
Welcome to Manor Bay, California; the small city that manages to fit everything from luxury sports cars and mansions, to two bedroom homes and sketchy apartment complexes. this picturesque city can fool anyone into believing their life is perfect, but not everything that glitters is a tiffany’s necklace. if there’s one thing that living here has taught me…it’s to not trust a fucking soul. No one is completely innocent, and as much as you’d like to put up a front to everyone, your conscience will always be there, eating away your brain, reminding you of the things you’ve done. Let’s face it, you can’t run away forever. Manor Bay is anything but peaceful, and if you do decide to move in, you’ll find that out very quickly. I’m not trying to scare you, I’m just telling it like it is.
Main✖Plot✖Characters
Welcome to Manor Bay, California; the small city that manages to fit everything from luxury sports cars and mansions, to two bedroom homes and sketchy apartment complexes. this picturesque city can fool anyone into believing their life is perfect, but not everything that glitters is a tiffany’s necklace. if there’s one thing that living here has taught me…it’s to not trust a fucking soul. No one is completely innocent, and as much as you’d like to put up a front to everyone, your conscience will always be there, eating away your brain, reminding you of the things you’ve done. Let’s face it, you can’t run away forever. Manor Bay is anything but peaceful, and if you do decide to move in, you’ll find that out very quickly. I’m not trying to scare you, I’m just telling it like it is.
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★ State your name and age:
Adrian Schmidt, and I’m twenty-two years old.
★ Tell us a little more about you:
I was born and raised in San Francisco, California as a middle child. I won’t really say much about my relationship with my parents, because I feel like it’s pretty normal. Even though they’re now divorced, I still keep in contact and whatnot, even though I really don’t give a fuck about what they have to say. Unlike my little sister, I get along with my parents kind of well for the most part. I’m still not the poster child, though. That title belongs to my older brother, Matt. I’m closest to my little sister, Valencia, and I’m very overprotective of her. I feel like it’s my duty to watch over her and make sure she doesn’t do stupid shit, like get a boyfriend. We used to be really close when we were younger, since that girl was always attached to my hip, but now that we’re both ‘adults’, we’ve drifted apart a little bit. Hopefully that changes now that I’m in Manor Bay.
I was the typical jock back in high school, and got into UCLA’s football program thanks to my outstanding performance, but I recently graduated last year, so now I’m just taking a year off before I actually start making use of my Bioengineering degree. I won’t sit here and tell you all about my ‘womanizing’ ways, as much men would. I’m just me, and girls happen to love it. I used to date Adelynne, my little sister’s best and only friend in high school. Are there still feelings there? Who knows. She was a huge slut, so I wouldn’t be surprised if she moved on from me pretty quickly.
★ You look familiar. Who do you look like?
The ladies keep comparing me to this werewolf. At first I thought it was the dude from Twilight, but apparently there are other vampire tv shows out there. Oh, Twilight isn’t a tv show? Whatever. Michael Trevino is his name, I think.
★ Where do you live? Do you live alone?
I live by myself in a condo near the beach. It’s the perfect bachelor pad.
★ What brought you to Manor Bay?
My initial plan was to spend the rest of the summer in Vegas with my friends, but I received a frantic call from my sister telling me that we had another “sister”. Apparently, my father’s long surgeries and business trips were actually a cover to spend time with his other family. Yes, there is some girl with my last name that I’m really curious to meet. It would also be a nice opportunity to spend time with my real sister.
★ What’s your occupation?
Unemployed. I’m a trust fund baby, for now.
Secret: WE’LL MESSAGE YOU THE SECRET WHEN YOU’RE ACCEPTED.
★ State your name and age:
I’m Tyrell Sinclair, 24 years old.
★ Tell us a little more about you:
Well, I’m a graduate from Columbia university. Communications major. I’m a smooth guy. My looks is smooth, my ride is smooth, where I live is smooth, fresh, everything. I’ve had an easy life up until now. Being the favorite of the family has had it’s perks, you know. My dad believes in personalizing business, so I got with the right girls, and hung out with the right guys so he could make it big, and it worked out for us. Well, it did until my little sister bolted. After she did that, my dad had everyone pretend she didn’t exist and all the attention was put on me, which was fine, cause I did everything he asked and it worked out. I’m now a graduate from one of the best schools in the country, and my Beemer is paid for. I’m a cool ass dude, I know what I want, and I’ve been taught that all it takes to get it is a few smooth words and the know how, and it’s smooth sailing from then on.
★ You look familiar. Who do you look like?
They said I look like the kid in the wheel chair from Degrassi, uh Drake, Jimmy Brooks. Dude should have ran in a zig zag formation, I’m telling you.
★ Where do you live? Do you live alone?
I live in a condo downtown. All alone.
★ What brought you to Manor Bay?
My sister, Rhiannon, actually. She doesn’t speak to me that often, but I heard she tried to kill herself. I’ve never been a good enough brother to her, I guess now it’s the time to try.
★ What’s your occupation?
Paid intern at a PR firm.
Secret: WE’LL MESSAGE YOU THE SECRET WHEN YOU’RE ACCEPTED.
★ State your name and age:
Reese. Yeah, you know—like Reese’s Peanut Butter cups, except sweeter. My last name is Harris, if that’s of any importance to you, which I doubt. Unless you’re from Anchorage. Which, again, I doubt. Anyways, I’m twenty-two, and I’ve never used a dating site before, so bear with me. This is a dating site, right?
★ Tell us a little more about you:
Well, okay. I’m Reese—obviously. I mean, I don’t even know why I started this off by introducing myself when I basically just did that, but oh well. I don’t even care. Anyway, I’m originally from Shitholeville, Alaska, and you might as well never ask me about it, because it’s boring and I hate it and I probably will avoid answering you, so. I aspire towards world domination, I like cats, and alcohol, and pretty things. There, shockingly enough, really isn’t that much to tell about me, and unlike what some people might believe, I don’t really like talking about myself.
I recently graduated from Elk Ridge University, and even though I’ve gotten through probably the biggest commitment I’ve ever made in my life, I, for some reason, still feel like I’m in standstill mode. Which is what made me procure a rather boring job here in Manor Bay rather than moving on. Not that I really have anywhere to move on to, of course—it’s not like I’d go back “home” or something. Not with the way things currently stand with my parents, and not on the note that I left them. It’s insane that they haven’t cut me off yet with the way I treated them, and I have been meaning to apologize…maybe I should get around to that.
I don’t have many friends because I tend to be a total douche at times, and I can freely admit it; not to mention the fact that I pull disappearing acts that pretty easily come across as people believing I don’t give a shit about them. And who knows—maybe it’s not far from the truth, right? Regardless, I like to think I’m a rather acceptable person most of the time. I guess you’ll just have to find out for yourself, if you know what I mean.
;)
★ You look familiar. Who do you look like?
I’d like to think my looks are pretty original, but I’m afraid I have been compared to someone before. His name is Jesus Christ; you might’ve heard of him. Or Colton Haynes. Whichever.
★ Where do you live? Do you live alone?
I live all on my lonesome in the apartment complex that goes by the name of Hillcrest, as a matter of fact. Party hardy all day all night, though. You know how I do. Actually, you probably don’t. Sometimes I don’t even know how I do. And I don’t party every night, either. So basically disregard all of that except for the part where I said I live in Hillcrest. Yeah.
★ What brought you to Manor Bay?
College, initially, but as I’ve just graduated this year, I suppose I’m in the market for a job. As of right now I work at Starbucks, which is pretty glamorous, but I aspire towards much more than a manager position at a chain cafe. Basically I want to own a cat farm. Right? Right.
★ What’s your occupation?
I just told you this, though. I work at Starbucks. I’m also a proud trust fund baby, so fuck you. #Yolo.
Secret: WE’LL MESSAGE YOU THE SECRET WHEN YOU’RE ACCEPTED.
★ State your name and age:
Max. Maxamillian Carmicheal, I’m 22.
★ Tell us a little more about you:
Well, I’m originally from Philadelphia, but in eight grade, my dad decided to move our family to Hawaii. I love the island—big, beautiful, shit like that. Anyways, I’m a pretty cool guy, I mean, I have my faults, but then again, who doesn’t? I’m a little indecisive, I take a long time to make decisions, it’s actually very rare that I stick with something for a long amount of time. I guess most would say I’m a jock, I love sports, I love swimming, being in the water. Also basketball. I just graduated early from the University of Hawaii, Honolulu, with a degree in Political Science. I’m also allergic to strawberries. I love my mom and dad, I mean they’re kind of over bearing, but, they just want to lead me in the right direction. I try no to make mistakes, mistakes mean regret, and so far I only regret one thing.
★ You look familiar. Who do you look like?
#14 on the wild cats Troy Bolton. My little sister loves High School Musical…
★ Where do you live? Do you live alone?
I live in Hillcrest. Alone.
★ What brought you to Manor Bay?
Well, that one thing I regret is Honey Keahola… Well, losing her to be exact. I’ve never stuck with anything, much less a person. But we were together five years. FIVE. I mean she was wild, crazy, she was fun and she cared about me a lot, even though she had her own special way of showing it. I guess it was when one of her brothers started joking about marriage, I thought to myself I was wasting my youth. So like a dumbass, I got drunk with my boys at the tiki hut and slept with this chick with blue hair. She left me and headed off. At first I was fine, my parents and my guys were like “You’re better off.” but then it kept getting to me, I missed her. So now I’m here, and I wont stop ‘till I get her back.
★ What’s your occupation?
Trustfund kid, suck it.
Secret: WE’LL MESSAGE YOU THE SECRET WHEN YOU’RE ACCEPTED.
