those curious children // d7 orphanage

Hai. I am Kendall. I am applying for Jacob. My second and third options would be Claire then Millard. I have some face claim ideas, PM me if you wanna know them... No stealing.. Nah I am just kidding, anyways on with the application!

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Oh, hello there. My name is Jacob, Jacob Portman. I am 17 years old and I'm going insane. 17 is too young to be going insane. I see them. In the shadows, corners... everywhere I look they are following me. They were following me, they were going to strike every person that mattered to me. No one else sees them, only me. My dreams no longer exist. They plague them. Everywhere I look, they look right back at me. Monsters. I feel so childish, scared to turn out my own lights at night. Once I turn those lights off the monsters come to take over my dreams. Monsters under the bed aren't real for anyone, anyone except for me. Am I running down a path my grandfather did? Everyone thought he was crazy, except for me. Maybe, we were the sanest out of everyone.

I am a misfit. I know I am too. Making friends is hard when everyone thinks you are crazy. My only friend before I came to this orphanage was a rebel and a screw up. It was the only place I really fit in. I found myself talking to people with a mean streak. Why? I don't know. I can take a mean joke, shake it off but it hurts me inside. I am always lonely. } have always been hard to understand. But loneliness takes over when you loose the only person who actually understood you. When Grandfather died, it changed me. I wasn't as fearless. I have to fight just to reclaim pieces of my old self, my better self. How could all of my life change because someone died? I should tell you about grandfather shouldn't I?

I never really knew my mother and father. I don't really remember them at all. They died long before I could talk. Maybe they were killed by the monsters that follow me. I can't afford to think that way. Grandfather was my role model. Everything I did I tried to be like him. He told me stories in exchange for my company. My only parental figure was the only person who could understand me. I always wondered why that was. And I finally realized it. Grandfather was different. Just like me. He walked a path that he couldn't get out of. The night I found out still haunts me. Monsters coming out of the trees. Their blood thirsty eyes fixed on the only people that could see them. Us. Now only me. Rip. Rip. Rip It ripped away my whole life with its razor sharp teeth. I experienced fear that day. It's a feeling I never wanted to feel again. But I do.

I was sent to this orphanage with children. These children were different though. I think half of them are mental. They thought I was mental too. But I can't be. All the time I was spending trying to prove I didn't belong, it really distracted me from the reasons I should be here. These halls are filled with monsters. And I am scared to become close with anyone because I know their plan. They will take away everyone I hold most dear. I am afraid I have already given them their next targets to ruin my life. I am just a lost soul who is trying to find my place, and trying to find where I belong. Preferably not here.

Maybe Grandfather was the reason these monsters were planted inside my head. From his bedtime stories, even now I miss.

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Ideas!!! I suck so much at these... Well I was thinking that Emma and him could have a fling or something like that. Also Jacob has a dream that these monsters he sees are going to kill the children in his orphanage, just like grandfather. He tells Emma first and we can just go from there....
Sample with Axel <3

well that took awhile <3

Name: Cameo (ammzie)

First Choice: Olive

Appearance:
The frequent thought when eyes first fall on this timid little girl is the fear that one push and tumble to the ground would shatter her china doll skin. Despite this, Olive attempts to hold herself strong, even with her crystal blue eyes gazing at nothing except the floor. Everything seems bigger to her, and she hates that more then anything. Maybe this is the reason Olive is constantly caught scaling something to avoid being the smallest person. More then often this led her to a few cuts and bruises as a result, hence the reason she never went out some kind of wound to show for it. Her weak arms and sweaty grip would give way, but she did have the benefit of a light frame compared to everyone else. Not one branch would break because of Olive.

Personality:
Exchanging words with strangers never happened with Olive, the only ones she didn't fear was the ones shorter then her...which were only children at least under the age of ten. There was a few she was forced to encounter with though, now that she lived in an orphanage. So certain people actually witnessed who Olive is, the rest lucky to get a few stuttered words. Despite everything the little girl had gone through she surprisingly wanted to be optimistic, especially towards others. Inside her head she desired nothing more then to be a normal kid, but predicting her faults often blocked this. An idea she gives could be stupid, or possibly she could upset someone with a suggestion or comment. Shadowing under someone she knows, and agreeing with anything they said was safe. If no one was there Olive easily escaped into her own world, where no one could possibly harm her.

History:
The past was what made Olive so timid and scared of everything, with a completely dysfunctional family from the start. Issac and Courtney fell in love at a very young age, too young and immature to understand how to be adults. Non the less they moved in with one another and married. Even being poor they managed to have a happy year, that was until Courtney realized her potential of a better life and quickly fell out of love. This completely enraged Issac as soon as she told him, and right then was when he became abusive, forcing her to attempt to get pregnant on the spot. Now she had to stay with him, no other man would take her and the baby of another man. As soon as Olive was born her mother grew into a deep depression and even deeper into liquor, and the abuse from Issac didn't stop but even grew onto Olive.

Maybe that is why Olive is so tiny and fragile looking, the physical abuse from her father was constantly stunting her growth. What is for certain though was that is how all her fears formed. Someone bigger then her, feeling that just anyone could lift her and get out there anger. Her fear of speaking because just about anything tipped her father off. And her irrational belief she could loose it just as her father and mother did. After one particular scary beating Olive could no longer take it, one day her father could step too far and actually kiss her. Unsure of where she was going to go she only knew she couldn't stay here anymore. Wandering through the dark it didn't take long for some peacekeepers to stumble upon the frightened child, and after refusal to answer any questions they settled with the placement of an Miss Partridge's home.

Faceclaim: Alisa Bragina

Plot Idea:
Find one or more of the older orphans that would accept her under their shadow(s)? Certainly she could follow/stalk some orphans on some kind of adventure, possibly dangerous? Not one to speak up, but sticks around who ever she can find. Very fearful of those outside of the orphans though.

Second Choice: Claire

Appearance:
The most noticeable thing about Claire is her long wavy golden hair, it nearly reaches her hips and hangs so gracefully. The long locks frame the innocent face, and porcelain skin. Blush shadows her cheeks, and her eyes appear to be too bright as if her face was painted on. Certainly one would be grateful for such a precious look, except that her face appeared to be one of a baby's, perhaps being confused for one if it wasn't for her lanky figure. This appearance is perfect for Claire though, on account it matched her personality perfectly.

Personality:
Some may get a bit annoyed with how child-like Claire was, often only wanting to play with her dolls, and when in others company portraying the attitude of a five-year-old. Drama ran her life and that smallest tragedy would bring her to tears, but it was almost as if she enjoyed it. Occasionally Claire would even burst out a tantrum that disturb the entire house along with the other orphans. She was a princess, and all she wanted was for everything to go her way. When not others her favorite activity would to play among her friends, well her dolls that resembled Claire more then any other person would. As a little game she would see how long she could sit among her dolls, not flinching or blinking and possibly even scar a fellow orphan.

History:
Growing up in Miss Peregrine's home from the very beginning, no ones quiet sure where it was that Claire originated from. Either way this may explain why she is so desperate for attention, always having other children to fight it for. There was still never much time for her, and the crave for it began. Being doll-like was her brilliant plan, and it successfully stuck. When no one else was there to give her attention her dolls always were, understanding her every word and not interrupting a single time. The more time she spent with her dolls, the more the other orphans began to notice how Claire was forming into one.

Faceclaim: Anastasiya Logvinova

Plot Idea:
I really want to get Olive so I'm not going to do plot ideas for Claire =3

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