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I. THE BASICS
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ryan samuel porter
date of birth:
april 3, 2001
Lincoln High School class of 2019
II. PHYSICAL APPEARANCE
preppy/like his networth would imply
favorite physical aspect:
richard porter & diane porter
relevant past relationships:
sports, girls, vodka, his house, his hot tub, his car, weed, netflix, video games, cold beer
most of his "friends", effort, school, his parents, relationships, hangover's, warm beer, milk
sports, manipulative, good at lying
male ego, disrespectful, lonely
girls with accent, older girls
girls who are taller than him
what is that?
i spy by kyle ft lil yachty
game of thrones
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Growing up with everything available at your fingertips sounds ideal. You had it all. You took vacations to the Bahamas just for the fun of it, you ate at expensive restaurants, you had the honor of meeting so many of your parents wealthy friends. From the time you were old enough to comprehend the difference between the people your parents brought around the house and the people you saw at the mall, you were aware you were different. Not in any sense that you did anything. You were only a child when you realized this and had of course done little to earn the position you held. And yet your father being a newspaper tycoon who ran one of the more successful newspapers in all of Northern California meant something. Your mother herself is a semi-successful television actress who has been in semi retirement over the last decade, not to raise her only child, as she had so heavily implied when she stepped away from acting in 2008, but rather to spend more time with her husband, but mostly to spend more time with her money. Their networth is at a point where you are not even sure where it ends. It seems there is no limit to the Porter family estate.
From the time your mother stepped away from the limelight, her and your father have spent far more time on the road than at home. Officially usually on business trips, they tend to be visiting friends in Rome or having day drinks in Prague more often than any sort of business reasons. This sort of alienation from your parents didn’t seem like much at first. In fact, it was something you liked. Your various nannies, charged with taking care of you, were always less strict than they ever were, and your very first crush was on the “nanny” your family hired when you were 12 years old. However over time it became more and more obvious to you that your parents were never entirely interested in having children. It was never in their plans so when they first had the opportunity to drop out of the public life they did so. After a few years of enjoying themselves, your father sold the newspaper for an “undisclosed sum” but with an already bloated bank account, it was just a means for them to drop out of your life even more.
This transition may have been easier with siblings. If you had one more person to share this with it may have been an easier change in your life to deal with. Instead of siblings you only had yourself and your friends from school, many of whom simply understood it as impossible for you to have any issues in your life. You always did the best to portray yourself as being perfect. Perfect clothes, perfect teeth, perfect hair, perfect life. You certainly did your best to portray this to just about everyone, and the select few who knew of your almost parentless lifestyle were more jealous than they were concerned for any emotional upheaval you may be facing in your life. It didn’t mean they didn’t care, but that wasn’t how you saw it. You felt like they were mocking you. Every comment about your wealth was the making fun of you, every time you paid for something or took your friends to a city on the other side of the continent you felt like they didn’t respect you. As you grew up you began to channel this angst in to a sense of bitterness and into becoming something of a bully.
You probably understood it was wrong to pick on others. Even if they weren’t your friends you knew it was wrong to tell someone off or to laugh at another’s misfortune. And yet, as you went from middle school to high school, it felt like a right of passage. It felt like bullying and treating those who you saw as lesser than you was a way for you to assert your dominance over another. You were never going to beat them up. It just wasn’t who you were, so instead you used intimidation and words. It is much easier to make someone feel bad about themselves through words then it would be through fists. Though you would sometimes get sent to the office for hurting another’s feelings, every time they would call home it would just ring and ring, and on the odd chance one of your parents were home it was always ignored to be dealt with by someone else at another time.
remaining distant from your friends was always your key to surviving and your key to keeping up your own storybook version of perfection. If they knew how often you laid in bed until 3 AM just wanting to talk to someone about something they would have probably not believed it. You knew deep down if you were to call a friend late at night to tell them you needed to talk about something they would pick up, but you felt it would do more damage to your masquerade to be worth the good it would do to your soul in that moment to spill the beans so to speak on how you felt.
You aren’t the most introspective person which is to say you try not to be. You don’t like to think about what exactly it is that you want out of a situation or life. You try to keep it as simple as you can and think only about the day in question. The future doesn’t scare you in the way it does others. Even if you were to drop out of high school you would be able to take whatever allowance your parents gave to you in order to live a life that would still put you well above the average citizen of your town. Truly deep down the only thoughts you have ever had about what you want is a function family. People you can talk to about your day, people you can hug at night and tell them you care about them. Some kids dream of graduating college some dream of making their parents proud, all you truly want is to have parents who care about you and who ask you about your day rather than people who step into your life once every few weeks in order to keep the facade from the outside.
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