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Welcome ROSEMARY MATTHEWS as PLAIN JANE. We’re so excited to have you here with us! Make sure to go over the new member checklist. 

IN CHARACTER INFORMATION.

CHARACTER TROPE. Plain Jane CHARACTER DESIRED. Rosemary Matthews (OC) FACE-CLAIM. Willa Fitzgerald BIRTH-DATE & AGE. October 5th, 17 years old GRADE. Senior ANTI-SHIPS. N/A

PERSONALITY INFORMATION.

OVERVIEW.

A tried and true wallflower, Rosemary Matthews has never strived to be the center of attention. No, she grew up watching her older sister having that pressure put on her, and though it seemed like her sister could do no wrong, Rosemary has always known that she is nothing like her sister. Or her younger brother, for that matter. She was never good at sports like her siblings or interested in math (her sister’s specialty) or science (her brother’s). She never wanted to be Homecoming royalty, to personally save lives, or to personally create a masterpiece of engineering that would no doubt help others for generations to come. She was just Rosemary, and though it felt like it wasn’t quite enough for her parents, that was enough for her.

Naturally graceful, at the age of four she was placed in ballet to get her into a more active daycare. The class at 4 turned into multiple classes all the way until the present - her senior year of high school. It wasn’t immediate, but slowly but surely Rosemary fell in love with an artform that allowed her to be more than she ever thought she was capable of. As a ballerina she got her chance to be the center of attention with no pressure to keep it up put on her outside of rehearsals and performances. With ballet she is consistently living her best life, but as a high school student she can’t be in the dance studio all the time. Currently she balances her time in there with her time at school, where in addition to attending classes she is also a member of the school paper and yearbook committee.

Having a certain amount of social anxiety, she doesn’t have too much of a social life in Sherwood. Rosemary avoids parties entirely and has kept her social sphere small. She has a grand total of three friends who she can mentally assign different levels of friendship (and therefore trust) to, and it is only those people that have varying levels of knowledge of the true Rosemary. For the most part Rosemary likes to keep her issues to herself, but her best friend knows her better than anyone and has therefore heard and advised on absolutely everything. With her best friend she’ll discuss anything, from politics to opinions on others. And the other two friends? They have only a vague idea that something’s not quite right with her family dynamics, but they still know more about her than the average stranger. They get way more than the typically short weather and current headlines chats that Rosemary reserves for strangers in awkward social interactions.

Overall, Rosemary is that girl - the nice but quiet one who is mostly forgettable until you actually get to know her. Working towards becoming a journalist someday (she’s nothing if not realistic about a future in ballet), Rosemary is focused on keeping as low of a profile as possible in her Senior year… something which is becoming increasingly hard to do when people are side-eyeing her about what happened to Heather.

FUN FACT. Rosemary doesn’t curse and instead uses replacement words. Her sister once told her that people who curse only do so because their vocabularies aren’t large enough to come up with other words, and for some reason that’s stuck with her.

WRITING SAMPLE.

“We’re due for a five,” Rosemary heard the stage manager tell the choreographer quietly, and had she been able to jump for joy in that moment, she would have. Everything was fine. Rosemary was fine. She just needed a break and then she’d be good to continue until 9pm. And luckily that break was just about to happen. A moment later the choreographer officially called the break, and Rosemary began timing. She had five minutes to grab some water, sit down, assess her to do list for that night, mentally go over her choreography, and get some air… and luckily she could do basically all of those things at the same time.

59 seconds later she was sitting on the steps outside, sipping quickly from her water bottle as she tried to go over the steps they’d just been practicing in her mind. For some reason she wasn’t remembering all of the choreography as well as she usually would, and so every spare moment she had she was making sure to drill things into her mind. It was as Rosemary tried to remember the next steps of the sequence that they had yet to practice that day that her mind began to wander to other things - her to do list, recent events. That evening she had to do homework for two of her classes - a draft of a paper for Environmental Science and five chapters of a book for her English class. She also had to work on a story for the paper, and there was a dinner with her family coming up to celebrate her sister getting into med school that she was majorly stressing over. Thinking about it then, it really wasn’t that much, but all together things were feeling sort of daunting. Maybe, however, all of that wasn’t what was keeping her from fully being able to concentrate that night.

Her classmate, Heather Clarke, was dead. A suicide, apparently. The most popular girl in school had committed suicide and no one knew why. They had gotten the notification that day, and Rosemary was honestly surprised that the world was still turning at Westerburg High. Didn’t most places at least cancel class when a student died? Especially in a town as small and tight knit as Sherwood. Everyone who had lived there for a while had known Heather, and though she wasn’t the most liked of people… she was popular. There was a reason for that. Rosemary and Heather hadn’t been friends, but they certainly hadn’t been enemies… at least, not until that fight that happened suspiciously close to when Heather had ended things. They had ended on bad terms. And now she was gone. And yeah, a memorial had probably already sprung up outside of her locker, but why weren’t people freaking out about it more? The most popular girl in school had killed herself, and maybe the town was just paralyzed by shock, but to Rosemary it just felt like no one was reacting correctly. Then again, was she? After all, she had pushed it to the back of her mind, going about her day as normally as she could before the news somehow managed to bubble to the forefront of her mind once again. She had even managed to push it away so well that she had been wondering why she was having a rougher time than usual with her choreography that evening. Unconsciously her mind was having none of that, but was she a bad person for consciously maintaining a ‘show must go on’ mentality?

“Rosemary?” she heard a male voice say quietly from behind her after what seemed like only seconds. “The five is almost up.” Wait. How? Rosemary almost didn’t believe it, since it felt like she’d just sat down, but (as her dance partner) Ashton had consistently been the one to give her proper warning regarding their five, so she trusted him to be right. Apparently she had just gotten so lost in her thoughts that time had flown by. “Thanks, Ashton. I’ll just be a second,” she replied after a moment, making no move to get up just quite yet. She would momentarily, but she was sort of in a weird and distracted head space at that point and she needed to get back on track before she went inside. Distracted meant potential injury, and she couldn’t risk that.

“Everything cool?” she heard Ashton ask only seconds after Rosemary realized that he had not yet headed back. The question took her by surprise. “What?” she started, immediately launching into her usual response to the question. “Oh, no. I’m fine. Sorry.” But she wasn’t fine, and Ashton was at that point at least at a level of friendship with her that she could reveal that the events of that day had shaken her up a bit. “I just-do you think it’s weird that we’re still rehearsing tonight? With the news about Heather and everything?” she asked carefully before taking a sip of water, standing as she waited for his answer. “I mean, kind of. But the dance recital is next week and you know that we’re going to end up dedicating every event in the next month to her. The show must go on and everything. Plus, dancing is kind of like group therapy, right?” he asked rhetorically, eliciting a nod from the blonde in response. All of that was more or less true, and he had reasoned it out in a way that made her feel a little better about her own reaction to the news.

With a nod and a quick “You’re right,” Rosemary moved to the door, pulling it open and gesturing for Ashton to enter first before she followed him back to the dance studio. Immediately snapping back into rehearsal mode as the stage manager called her out for being late, the girl knew that it wouldn’t take her long to temporarily forget about Heather Clarke. She’d confront her thoughts on everything again later and in private, but until 9pm she had a task to do. And honestly? Thank goodness.

OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION.

NAME, NICKNAME/ALIAS. Katy PRONOUNS/AGE. She/Her, 23 ACTIVITY LEVEL/TIMEZONE. 7/10. I have a full-time job, but I can still be pretty active and I can be very active at night and on weekends. EST. TRIGGERS. rfp. ANYTHING ELSE. I have a few inspiration/aesthetic posts on the mock blog, as well as some in-character interactions from when I used to play her in a murder mystery-style 1x1. The interaction posts would, of course, be deleted were the account to be used for the group.