forum Saft Heaven Correctional Summer Camp For Struggling Youths (LGBTQ+ Safe Haven! OPEN for like one more)

Started January 29, 2019 by @Moxie group

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(I knowwwwww

Maybe I won’t have this one idk)

Hm, I'm planning on having Mendax and Jasper be shipped becuase they are cannonicly…//

but arent they camper & counselor?

Ah, yes. Mendax is 18 I think and Jasper is 19…//

((Court is definitely open to romance

Name: Spencer Laskaris
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/Him/His
Sexuality/Romantic Attraction: Gay/Ace
Role: Returning Camper
Personality: Calm and collected, and not overly friendly. His high class upbringing shows in his speech. He’s extremely book smart, but not so much people smart.
Appearance: Dark brown curly hair and golden brown eyes, stands at about 6’3 and is decently muscled from being on his school’s swim team. Well tanned skin.
Clothing/General Style: Khaki shorts, button ups, and sandals, always dressed nicely.
Backstory: He was raised in a loving environment by his parents, but after they died in a plane crash he was forced to go live with his grandparents. They aren’t nearly as supportive as his parents were, and sent him to camp after finding out about his then-boyfriend.
Where they're from: North Carolina
Other: He’s rapidly losing his hearing, a fact that upsets him due to his love for music.

(I guess if the ship fits….? lol Viggo got snatched up before anyone else could see him.)

What ship? Sorry there’s a lot going on here and I’m slightly confused

Name: William “Will” Jay Erwin.
Age: 17
Gender: Queer Male
Pronouns: Them/They/Him/He (Doesn’t really care, but prefers They/Them)
Sexuality/Romantic Attraction: Omnisexual and hella single
Role: Returning Camper
Personality: Laid back and beaming. They never let anything get to them, and always ready to get hit by something. He’s the type of person who is always prepared for anything and everything.
Appearance: A rather short hairstyle (he has light, light platinum blond hair) that fluffs out at their ears and frames their slim jaw and hides their weak chin. High cheekbones with bright gray eyes that sparkle like a star. Gentle little nose with thin lips.
Clothing/General Style: Will likes to go with the “tired gay” look with the flannel, rather tight-fitting jeans and black converse.
Backstory: Will and their parents lived in a gray, boring flat in Russia. Will was constantly changing everything about themselves, including their room, clothing, and even hairstyle. Their parents got irritated with it and confronted them about it, and Will broke down and came out, then got sent overseas to the unfamiliar American area.
Where they're from: They come from Russia.
Other: I will forget to replace “He” with “them or their” quite often…

Name: Drew Okana
Age: 21
Gender: Non-binary
Pronouns: They/them
Sexuality/Romantic Attraction: Asexual/Panromantic
Role: Counselor
Personality: Very social, extroverted, loyal and reliable. They have a strong sense of responsibility towards protecting the campers. Parent friend. Really caring about people's feelings and emotions and connects well with people. Good at making people feel like they belong and good at conflict de-escalation. Often stretches themself too thin and makes too many commitments to too many people. Not good at receiving any sort of criticism.
Appearance: Half Chinese. Long eyelashes, angled face. Has dark brown eyes but often wears red contacts. A rainbow of hair that they change almost every week. Currently blue, yellow and pink. Medium height. Covered in tattoos
Clothing/General Style: Hightop rainbow converse. A plethora of gay/queer/pan/nb t-shirts. And hoodies. All the hoodies. Sometimes wears a beanie (usually when they're not okay)
Backstory: Their mom went to the camp when she was 15 and 16 and had them when she was 17. She moved to New York after giving birth and stayed with a friend that she met at camp and they ended up getting married. She sent Drew to the camp because they wanted to after hearing their moms' amazing stories from it. Became a counselor as soon as they could
Where they're from: New York
Other: Deaf, wears hearing aids.

Drew looked up from wiping down the picnic tables as someone with bright red hair ran by. They knew what that meant. The first batch of campers was arriving. They finished down the last bit of the table and threw the rag over their shoulder, fluffing out their hair and walking to stand next to Frankie at the entrance to camp, next to the bus. “So who do you think is coming off the bus first?” they asked her.

(I am ready for Ryan to be the gay king lord with his rainbow cape.)

(Yesssssssssssss)

Court looked around, and sighed as nobody seemed to be willing to get up. Standing and tossing her bag over her shoulder, she made her way down the isle and out the door, blinking in the sunlight.

Ryan excitedly stood up on his feet and pulled his rainbow cape out of his bag and put it on. He flipped his hair back with confidence then strutted into e isle, bags in one hand, his other hand in his hair. He could feel the sparkles flutter around his very gay expression, he was gay, extremely gay.

Bailey watched the girl and the boy stand up, thinking about how brave they were. I could be brave. She found herself standing up and shyly following them down the aisle of the bus.

Mendax's hand twitched, they needed to get off the bus, fast. And if that meant that they would be heading into a bad place, so be it. They stumbled down the aisle, their shaking hands clutched on their bag strap.

Drew looked up from wiping down the picnic tables as someone with bright red hair ran by. They knew what that meant. The first batch of campers was arriving. They finished down the last bit of the table and threw the rag over their shoulder, fluffing out their hair and walking to stand next to Frankie at the entrance to camp, next to the bus. “So who do you think is coming off the bus first?” they asked her.

"The gayest, apparently." Frankie drawled, pulling her sunglasses down her nose to watch the procession of campers. The boy with the rainbow cape was surely strutting his stuff. A smirk curled around Frankie's lips as she bumped Drew's hip with her own. "This is going to be a good bunch."
Waving a hand over her head she whistled. "Over here!"

Ryan felt like a king, nothing could ruin his experience. He looked over at the person who had yelled, his eyes glistened against the sun as he strutted over to the table in the most fabulous gay manor possible.

Court rolled her eyes and headed to the table, walking leisurely as she turned up her volume.

(So uh when will we have the next bus come…? Just asking.)

(I have no idea)

Drew looked up from wiping down the picnic tables as someone with bright red hair ran by. They knew what that meant. The first batch of campers was arriving. They finished down the last bit of the table and threw the rag over their shoulder, fluffing out their hair and walking to stand next to Frankie at the entrance to camp, next to the bus. “So who do you think is coming off the bus first?” they asked her.

"The gayest, apparently." Frankie drawled, pulling her sunglasses down her nose to watch the procession of campers. The boy with the rainbow cape was surely strutting his stuff. A smirk curled around Frankie's lips as she bumped Drew's hip with her own. "This is going to be a good bunch."
Waving a hand over her head she whistled. "Over here!"

Drew smiled at her. “Hell yeah it is.” They smiled at the campers walking over. “Right this way campers! Come sign in and get your name tags!”

(yeah
oh alright, thanks)

Joanne hesitantly followed the flock of campers, her eyes widened with an almost childlike fascination as she turned her head to take everything in. This couldn't be real….. could it? Was this just one, huge, ridiculously extravagant trick? This definitely didn't seem to be the conversion therapy camp her parents had signed her up for.

Court looked to the redheaded counselor, grinning. "We get to keep our phones, or is that against some sorta summercamp rule?"