20 . future kindergarten teacher . philanthropist-in-training
If you’ve volunteered in the local soup kitchen, needed some poor soul to hand out flyers for a good cause in the rain, or collect gently used clothing for charity, chances are you’ve encountered Anya at some point. She’s a bit of a bleeding heart whose causes of choice usually involve children in some way, which is also why she is in the final stages of becoming a kindergarten teacher. Anya’s the sort of person who has a hard time not giving back in some way, but she’s not preachy about it. If you don’t recycle your soda can she’s not going to lecture you (though she might retrieve it from the trash on your behalf when you’re not looking). While most of her free time is spent volunteering at various local charities, she does like to go out and have fun with friends. Despite her petite stature she’s a bit of a spitfire and loves witty banter more than anything. Anya is the sort of girl who believes that every moment in life is worth living: a summer’s rain is an excuse to dance in the street; a long drive is an excuse to chase the horizon.
And she’s new, so she needs everything.
Friends. This is likely to be the easiest category to fall into. Anya likes people, and for the most part, I would assume that at the very least, others would be amused by her. The various endeavours she routinely volunteers in takes her all over town and she isn’t particularly discriminating about who she spends time with.
Enemies. She’s a bit of a bleeding heart, so if that sort of person drives you insane, chances are Anya is not going to be your new best friend. In most cases any dislike is apt to be one-sided, unless you are kicking a puppy in her presence. Anya can’t stand idly by when puppies are being accosted.
Romance. To be honest, she’s an utter romantic at heart but clueless. She’s the sort who will get a crush on a guy and then get mad at herself for developing those feelings. Any romance will be one that stems from a friendship first, which is probably for the best because she’s a terrible flirt: both in frequency and in skill.
23 . currently homeless . ex-mormon missionary
Tristan arrived in Bishop City on a mission. Literally. Growing up in radical Mormon household it was expected that he spend one year of his life on the mission field, and he was assigned to Bishop City. Things didn’t work out as intended, and after he got into a fight with the missionary he was assigned to partner with, he ran away. He’s currently “in between permanent addresses” and trying to figure out what he wants to do with his life. Of late he’s really leaning toward the firefighting route. For the most part Tristan is reserved. He doesn’t like talking about himself or his family or his “faith” because the whole thing embarrasses him and he currently feels like he has let everyone in his life down. He’s been kicking around the site for a while (though for the past several months I think he’s been living in a cardboard box because life swallowed me whole) and needs some fresh plotting.
Friends. He needs them. Desperately. (Even though Tristan maintains that he is “fine” I think he needs to socialize more). As long as you don’t pry too much, he’s apt to get along with you. He’s probably familiar as that guy who looked really embarrassed while the other guy he was standing with rapped really badly about Jesus. Tristan will deny that he was ever there if asked, but he’s also a really bad liar so you’ll know the truth pretty fast.
Enemies. Chances are that while he was fully engaged in his mission he ticked a few people off. Or his partner, Kevin, did. For the most part Tristan tried to blend into the shadows and hope that no one noticed him. If Kevin did offend you, Tristan is very sorry, and wishes that he could take the whole thing back.
Romance. Tristan is a little confused about which way the pendulum sways for him (he’s bisexual but in heavy denial). For this reason he’s not likely to pursue anyone and will probably attempt to sabotage any advances made toward him. But hey, if that’s what you’re after, I’m willing to talk.