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09:28:23 Tzeentch 3 up is pretty uncommon, anyway |
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Name: Caden Ortiz// Age: 20(turns 21 in 5 rp days) Gender: Male// Apperence: Caden Ortiz stands tall at 6'3", his broad shoulders and muscular frame commanding attention. His chiseled face and jawline speak of strength, with sharp features softened only by the faintest hint of a smile. Dark, slightly curly hair is long on top, flowing with natural texture, while the sides are shaved close, giving him a bold and modern look. His tan skin is marked with a tattoo sleeve that wraps around his right arm and extends across the right side of his chest, each inked design telling a story of his past—a past filled with pain, survival, and defiance. His piercing ice blue eyes carry a depth of experience, haunted by the ghosts of a violent history in a gang, and the countless near-death encounters he's faced. Despite the weight of his trauma, Caden's quick wit and humor remain ever-present, a shield against the memories that threaten to overwhelm him. He's a man defined by resilience, carrying his burdens with a quiet strength that speaks louder than words. Backstory: Caden Ortiz’s life is a paradox of excess and emptiness. In the heart of Phoenix, Arizona, he resides in a sprawling mansion that towers above the desert landscape, its walls as imposing as his legacy. A towering structure with panoramic views of the Valley of the Sun, the estate sprawls across multiple acres, blending modern luxury with the harsh, beautiful desert surroundings. The mansion is a fortress of glass, steel, and marble—an architectural marvel that showcases every facet of Caden’s wealth. It’s a world of extremes: the heat of the Arizona desert contrasts with the cool, lavish interior of his home, and the silence within echoes the emptiness Caden feels inside. Caden didn’t start out with this wealth. His story began in the gritty neighborhoods of East Phoenix, where gang violence was as much a part of life as the hot sun and the arid dust. Raised by his mother, Maria Ortiz, after his father, Jason Ortiz, disappeared when Caden was just a toddler, life was a constant battle for survival. Maria worked tirelessly to support Caden, but the struggle to make ends meet left little room for the kind of nurturing Caden needed. The streets filled the gap. By the time he was 12, Caden was already entangled in the world of street gangs, running messages, doing petty jobs, and learning the ruthless rules of the game. In Phoenix, the gangs controlled more than just the neighborhoods—they controlled lives, destinies, and even the air you breathed. At 14, Caden’s life took a turn when he found his first taste of power—not in the streets, but in the stock market. Driven by a natural talent for numbers and manipulation, Caden started small, using the money he made from petty hustles to place bets on emerging technologies and cryptocurrency. What began as an attempt to get out from under the weight of the streets quickly turned into something more. By 16, he was making deals worth millions, leveraging his street smarts in ways that no one, not even the top investors, could have anticipated. While most teenagers his age were figuring out who they were, Caden was building an empire, one calculated move at a time. He moved quickly, striking deals with tech moguls, investing in the companies that were shaping the future of the world. It didn’t take long for him to amass a fortune that grew exponentially. By 17, he was a self-made billionaire, and as the money poured in, so did the excess: private jets, yachts, rare supercars—Ferraris, Lamborghinis, Pagani, and a custom-built Bugatti Chiron—each car more extravagant than the last. But as his wealth skyrocketed, so did the distance between Caden and the person he used to be. In the world he inhabited, wealth was a shield, a distraction from the dark corners of his past. But wealth couldn’t erase the violence he’d witnessed as a child or the guilt he carried for the life he took at just 16. The death of his first friend in a gang shooting shook him to his core, and it marked the beginning of a series of events that would forever alter his path. The streets he’d once controlled had come back for him, and the loss of innocence was something he could never escape. It was around this time that his mother, Maria, was diagnosed with cancer. Caden threw himself into his empire, using his growing fortune to attempt to solve every problem, but nothing he did could stop the inevitable. Maria passed away when he was 16, and it was a blow that shattered something inside him. His mother's death was the catalyst for a change, but not in the way he’d hoped. Instead of walking away from the life of excess he had built, Caden threw himself deeper into it. The mansion, the cars, the designer clothes—none of it was enough to fill the void, but at least it distracted him. It was around this time that Caden’s addiction to alcohol began to take root. The bottles were never just a collection; they were a way to quiet the storm inside him. The liquor cabinet became his refuge. He didn’t drink to party, to celebrate—he drank to survive. The pain of his past, the weight of his decisions, and the emptiness that gnawed at him were too much to face without something to dull the edge. Bourbon, Scotch, and whiskey filled the cabinet, each bottle marking another night where the world felt just a little quieter. When the nightmares of his childhood or the memory of his mother’s last days crept in, he’d retreat to the private bar in his mansion, pouring himself another drink, his fingers curling around the glass as the amber liquid slid down his throat. The mansion in Phoenix, with its sweeping views of the desert and the vast, star-filled skies, is a place where Caden hides from himself. The garage is filled with an array of supercars—each one faster, more expensive, more polished than the last—reflecting a life of luxury that feels disconnected from the man he’s become. He doesn't drive them often, but they are symbols—proof that he made it, that he escaped the life he was born into. They remind him of what he has, but also of what he’s lost. Despite the riches and the extravagant lifestyle, Caden is still a man defined by his past, his choices, and his guilt. The wealth doesn’t comfort him; it only makes the silence more unbearable. His supercars, the mansion, the priceless art on the walls—all of it feels like a prison, a gilded cage designed to keep the world out, but also to keep him locked away inside. He’s a man who has everything yet still feels like he has nothing. The ghosts of his past are never far behind, and no matter how far he runs, they follow him. Each drink, each car, each new deal is just a temporary fix, a fleeting moment of distraction from the man he used to be and the man he’s terrified he’s become. Quotes: 1. "Money doesn’t change you—it just makes you a more efficient version of who you already were." -
- This reflects his belief that wealth merely amplifies the person you are, not transforms you into someone else. He views money as a tool, not a savior.
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"I don’t need redemption, I just need to survive. The rest is a distraction." - Caden doesn’t necessarily seek redemption; he’s more concerned with keeping his head above water. This quote speaks to his pragmatic, survivalist mentality.
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"The past doesn’t go away, but you can choose how to carry it." - This is him acknowledging the weight of his history while signaling his determination to keep moving forward, regardless of what he carries with him.
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"You want peace? Try silence first. It’s the only place where your thoughts don’t try to kill you." - Caden understands that silence is where the real battles occur—where the noise of his wealth and distractions fade, and the demons from his past can overwhelm him.
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"You think I like this life? I just know it’s the only one I’m good at." - This is a blunt admission of his feelings toward the life he’s built. He didn’t choose luxury and power out of love, but because it’s the world he understands and dominates.
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"I’m not afraid of failure. I’m afraid of being forgotten." - Reflecting his deep-rooted fear of insignificance. Despite his wealth and power, he still fears being overlooked, irrelevant, or unimportant.
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"They told me I could have anything I wanted, but nobody told me how to deal with everything I don’t." - This line encapsulates his struggle with the emptiness that comes with unimaginable wealth. He got everything, but what he really needed, he couldn’t buy.
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"Pain’s easier to hold than hope. Hope requires a promise I can’t keep." - Caden has learned to hold onto the familiar: pain, guilt, and the weight of his choices. Hope, on the other hand, feels fragile and unattainable, given his past.
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"People like me don’t get second chances. We get an eternity to pay for our first mistake." - A line that reflects his belief in the weight of his past mistakes and his inability to ever truly escape them. There’s no going back, only forward, but he’s not sure it’s redemption he’s heading towards.
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"I don’t care about the game anymore. I’m just here to win." - A cold, calculated statement about his attitude towards business, relationships, and life. Caden is no longer in it for the thrill or the challenge—he’s in it for the final victory.
- "I can outsmart anyone in this room, but I can’t outrun myself."
- Caden’s acknowledgment of his internal battle. No matter how successful he is, he can’t escape the haunting parts of himself that constantly trail behind.
- "Everything breaks, even me. But I’ll be damned if I let it happen quietly."
- A statement of defiance. Caden refuses to break quietly, even as the weight of his past, guilt, and the pressure of his empire might try to crush him. He’ll fight until the end.
Parents: Maria Ortiz [mother] Jason Ortiz [father] No siblings Voice Refrence: Edited at February 3, 2025 09:59 PM by RFS Thoroughbreds
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Name: Rose Ortiz Age:22 Gender:Female Appearence:Brunette hair with highlights in summer. She has ice-blue eyes that have silver flecks near pupil. She is 5' 9", and has medium muscularity. She goes to the gym (Membership) and has very powerful/muscular legs. She is a hitter on the varsity volleyball team, and also is top of the equestrian team (Western division). She is a straight-A student, but the teachers hate her. Her typical outfit is a grey or black t-shirt with an FFA sweatshirt. Some say she's an overachiever, but she's just trying her best. Many boys have tried to be her boyfriend, but she has high standards. She isn't one to date for fun, but to date for marriage. Parents: Cadence Riverton (Mom) Her dad, James Riverton, died in battle (Marines) Abusive brother she doesn't talk about Edited at February 11, 2025 04:05 PM by Blue Diamond
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(guess i'll start us off XD[uh,California!]) The California sun beat down on the Redwood Dodgers.Caden sat at his position,waiting for the ball.His breath was hot as sweat rolled down his forehead.He was getting practically baked inside of his uniform.His friend,Trevor,was next to him. "Yo,Trevor,is it just me or are you also getting baked?" Caden asked. "Heck yeah.This sucks." He was about to say something until he heard Coach Keith's whistle. "Everyone off the field.Practice is over!" Half of Caden felt happy,while the other half was full of light sorrow.He loved football and had pride for it.As the football captain walked with his best friend,he chugged a bottle of water quickly.Once they had gotten to the locker room,Caden showered and swapped into his usual clothes.T-Shirt,shorts,Air Forces,and his keys.
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Rose took an approach to hit the ball, scoring her team another point. She cheered with the rest of her team, huddling and patting each other's backs quickly before taking up positions again. The game continued the same, pass, set, hit from Rose. Another point. Their team had won again, big surprise. She sighed, victorious for the 11th time this season, making sure they would go to state. She quickly jogged to the lockers. "Bye guys!" She called over her shoulder while walking out. A chorus of mixed goodbyes followed her to the hall. She still had her shorts and t-shirt on, but she had popped on a sweatshirt. Her duffel bag was in her right hand, and her backpack on her back. She walked to her car, and plopped her stuff into the trunk. Exhausted, she got into the front seat and drove home. "Hi, mom! I'm not hungry tonight, so please don't waste a placing on me. G'night!" She said as she walked through the door and into her room down the hall. She emptied out her backpack, and put fresh shorts in her duffel. Tomorrow was saturday, a time for studying and, if she was lucky, hanging out with her friends via texts and facetime. She quickly changed into a tank-top and sweats. Rose flopped onto the bed and quickly fell asleep.
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Caden started his mustang before driving off to his house. "Mom?" No response.Caden yelled. "Let's gooo!!!Free house!" He popped on some sweats and made a protein shake before plopping on the couch and calling over Murphy.The dog quickly made his way over to Caden and plopped next to him,sniffing the protein shake.Caden laughed before turning on the TV.
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Rose awoke with a start. She needed to study. Maybe she'd go to the football game tomorrow. She quickly got dressed in frayed jean shorts and a wgite tank-top. She went downstairs and got a cinnamon raisin bagel out, toasted it, and smeared cream cheese on it. Mom must have already gone to work...
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Caden Ortiz// Caden's alarm blared,waking him with a jolt.He had practice again today and a game tommorow.He hopped out of bed as Murpphy's paw click-clacked on the hard wooden floor.The door was slidden open by Caden and Murphy hopped out happily.Caden then walked to the kitchen,sore and tiredly.He cooked some eggs and a few strips of bacon before letting the dog in.After the food had been plated and served on the table,Caden gave Murphy his daily egg before sitting down and eating his serving.Once he finished eating,he got dressed and combed out his hair.He opened his laptop and did his homework for his online Physics class. -Hm,question two is kinda puzzling.Oh well,its due friday.CRAP,tommorows friday.Ugh,have to do this now.- Once Caden had finished the quite puzzling question two,he packed his backpack before saying goodbye to Murphy and heading to school at around 9:30. He pulled into his spot before hopping out and walking to Mr.Switzkin's mathmatic class.
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