Bailey came up to the girl with red hair cautiously. She absolutely adored her hair and couldn't stop staring at it. Then she noticed the . . . girl? The boy? The . . . person behind her, who had a shirt on that had a "definition of non-binary that said, "definitely not a phase". The person had pink, yellow, and blue hair. Bailey couldn't stop staring at that person's hair either. "Hi. I-" Just say it. "I like your hair," she said to both of them.
Frankie tugged on a bright red lock, giving the teen in front of her yet another sunny grin. "Why thank you! It was a spur of the moment idea, but I've found that redheads certainly have the most fun." She winked. "What's your name, sweetstuff? Annnnnnd pronouns if you don't mind."
Bailey smiled shyly back at her. "Bailey. Bailey Pesca," she said, gaining a little more confidence. Her face clouded with confusion. "Pronouns?"
The person behind the red-head spoke up. "Yeah, like what we call you. If you're a girl, you would probably use she and her pronouns, if you're a guy, you would probably use he and him pronouns. If you're something in between or neither of those, like me, you would probably use they and them as your pronouns. Or maybe you use a combination. Whatever feels right to you." They shrugged, smiling at her.
Whatever feels right to you. What a concept. "Oh. Okay, then she and her." Bailey paused. "Um. Are we allowed to change our answers later?"
Name: Paisley Reagan
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/her
Sexuality/Romantic Attraction: bi
Role: Returning camper
Personality: INFP, Ravenclaw, she is quiet and shy but extremely loud when she gets comfortable
Appearance: She is tanned and excessively freckled, with dark red hair that is long and wavy. Her eyes are a startling amber and she is extremely short. She has many scars on her arms.
Clothing/General Style: She likes wearing sunglasses and visors. She generally wears a white crop top with a picture of a watermelon on it and jean shorts with a necklace that has a silver charm of a hummingbird.
Backstory: Will develop
Where they're from: Indiana
Other: She has aquaphobia (she is terrified of water). She also loves FNAF and gets mad when she isn't able to access her gaming console (but she doesn't even think about it when she is at camp).
Valeria looked around. "It's so peaceful out here!" She remarked, sighing.
(Heya friendo, the returning campers aren’t here yet.)
(tutant meenage neetle teetles)
(normally it wakes people up)
(Is there still room for one more?)
(Totally! Do you wanna be a camper, a returning camper, or a counselor?)
(Totally! Do you wanna be a camper, a returning camper, or a counselor?)
(Whichever you need me to be!)
(I think we're good on counselors so it really just depends on whether you'd want to jump in now or a little later. If you'd rather jump in now(ish) then you can just be a camper)
(Aight, let me put together a form and I'll hop in!)
(is this dead? It seems dead)
(I swear, it better not be dead)
(I mean I hope it isn’t, but it’s been 5 days….)
(I would like it to not be dead)
(Oof, sorry, I was super busy and couldn't get a form together. I'll work on it!)
(Yay!)(I'll add my character in a bit)
