#i feel like her and sadie sink should play the same character at different ages

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Congratulations, SB! You have been accepted for the role of Deborah Davies (FC: Sadie Sink).  Please have a look at this page prior to sending in your account.

OUT OF CHARACTER

Name: SB Age: 28 Pronouns: She/her Timezone: PST Activity estimation: I’m on all day erryday. Triggers: REDACTED

IN CHARACTER

Full name: Deborah Elizabeth Davies Age (DD/MM/YYY): Thirteen. Born: 18/05/1983 Gender: Female Pronouns: She/her Sexuality: N/A Occupation: Elementary School Student Connection to Victim: Brian was part of the gang. Out of their group, she’s closest to Josh, but Brian came in a close second. They bonded over their absent and problematic fathers and found in each other a kindred spirit. His absence weighs heavily on her and at this point, she’s not sure what she’ll do if he isn’t found soon. Alibi: Taking a nap. Her mom made her clean the house Saturday morning while she  was at the diner and Deb was told she could have friends over for a movie marathon if she made sure the house was spotless.  Faceclaim: Sadie Sink

WRITING SAMPLE

“Sorry, you think one of us knows something about all this?” 

School had been a mad house since two days ago when she stopped seeing one of her best friends in the halls. It wasn’t weird for Deb not to hear from Brian, sometimes he just took a few days to himself. Sometimes she wishes she could do the same thing. But then again, with her mom  always at the diner and her brothers none existent in her home life, she kinda got her wish. This, however, was different. Brian had been AWOL. His brother and sister hadn’t heard from him, his mom hadn’t seen him, and the fact that none of the gang had heard a peep...well that meant trouble. 

“I just don’t see how you think a bunch of kids are gonna know who took him. We never saw anyone weird around, he didn’t have a stalker or anything, he was a normal kid, okay?”

Deb was never the one to get in trouble. Not for lack of trying, but she was pretty good at manipulating the adults around her into believing that she’d either never do it again or that she was never in the wrong to begin with and it was all just those darn boys. In the aftermath, Deb was the one walking away with a smirk while the boys stared angrily at her back as they got their punishments. 

“I already told you. The last time I talked to Brian was on the phone after school on Friday night. We’d all just finished watching the baseball game and we were gonna go grab corndogs, but Josh had his family dinner to go so we all went home.”

The perks of living with just your mom and no older brothers was that there was rarely someone hogging the phone or the bathroom when you needed it. Deb could only imagine what sort of hell it’d be to get ready in the morning if she had two older brother around. It was bliss they was she had it. Truely. There was no part of her that wished her whole family could be together. Brothers, a mom, a dad....

“What do you think we talked about? Kid stuff! Mostly about how much Brian loves playing but never gets a chance to. Sure, he’s not a great player, but they should still let him play! That’s just fair.” 

They all knew Brian wasn’t the best player on the team, but that wasn’t what was important. He wasn’t terrible, and he liked being part of the team. Deb was one of the  loudest voices in the stands any time he got up to bat, and she hoped Brian knew that. He had friends, even if he liked to be off by himself every once in a while. Deb really hoped he knew that people cared about him.

“Can I go now? I’m supposed to meet my mom at the diner. And honestly, you guys should be out there looking for Brian instead of talking to all of us.”

Talking to a bunch of thirteen year olds wasn’t gonna find Brian. A part of Deb wondered if it was the same person responsible. If the monster that had a hand in taking Pete had actually stayed in Devil’s Knot, running free. Not Max Acosta, but his spawn. What if she was the reason Brian was missing? What if he was picked ‘cause he hung out with her? 

Deb snatched up her bookbag and stomped out of the Principal’s office, shoving rudely past the Office Assistant. Sometimes her mom called her abrasive as if saying it out loud would change anything. How could she not be? She was literally the spawn of Satan. What else would she be?

ANYTHING ELSE?

She has a small “shrine” hidden under her mattress. It’s a scrapbook consisting of all the news clippings and magazine articles written about her father. It’s not like she idolizes him, but she can’t deny that she needs to know everything she can about him. God knows her mom won’t tell her anything. 

Has been trying to get Andrew to teach her how to skateboard. She found an old one out in the garage, probably one of Bobby’s failed experiments, and has been trying to make it her own. It’s covered in holographic alien and glitter winking cat stickers. She’s not very good and has a lot of scraped knees to prove it. 

Sometimes she zones out when doing her homework. Sure, everyone does, but for Deb it’s not because she isn’t interested in doing the work. Sometimes her brain just gets so overwhelmed with all the ideas and problem solving possibilities that it just sorta shuts down. Give her a few and she’ll reboot. 

Deb doesn’t really talk to her half siblings. She wants a relationship with them, sure, but right now it just sorta seems like they’re too old to hang out with a kid like her. She can’t help but feel like they just don’t know what to do with her which makes her uncomfortable too and if you ask her, it’s just easier to avoid them at all costs.

She has an extensive CD collection and will shred anyone who touches it without her permission. Her top artists at the moment are Smashing Pumpkins, Garbage, Fleetwood Mac, The Cardigans and Nirvana. She’ll never admit this, but she does pop on some Spice Girls every now and then, but like hell does she keep their album with the rest of her treasures.