This is a story about a lockdown. It'll show how all the stereotypes react to five months worth of staying indoors while also writing a story.
Extrovert/social butterfly[]
14-year-old Josh Xavier drove 60 MPH throughout the small house, screaming, "NOOOO." He broke into his brother's room and yelled, "TWO WEEKS, JAX, TWO WEEKS." Even though they had their MAJOR differences in both looks and personality, they still loved each other to the end. And they showed it. Jax raised his extremely-dark eyes, and he looked sideways at his brother from his video game. "Yes, Josh?" Josh yelled, "WE'RE IN LOCK-DOWN FOR TWO WEEKS." Jax abruptly nodded, replying, "OK." Josh sped out of the room, continuing to yell, "NNOOO."
Josh is light-blue with eyes to match. He's kind, light-hearted, funny, and sociable. He could also be described as worrisome and naive. Like the rest of the family, he's family-oriented.
Introvert/anti-social[]
16-year-old Jax Xavier shrugged and replied, "Well, that was interesting." He went back to his game. He was used to his brother's social personality and loved him for it. Jax was more the type to spend all day indoors and when someone approached him, he would be internally freaking out and backing away. Josh would be approaching the person and talking to them for more than an hour. He went to his mother. "Josh came into my room yelling something about two weeks. What's going on?" His mother grimly replied, "The virus has gotten worse." Jax coaxed his front with a concerned look on his front. "The virus?" She nodded. He looked up it.
"'(The) Shainer illness has gotten worse, taking many, 2,000 lives. The case number is about 8,000 currently. Those who are middle-aged or physically vulnerable through sickness are mostly affected.'"
He looked up, horrified. "2,000 lives!?" His mother grimly nodded. "I'll just... Go up-ramp now," Jax said, kissing his mother above her right headlight. She nodded again.
Jax is the same model as Josh, but he's dark blue with eyes that appear black (I know a few people who have none-creepy black eyes. One/two's a toddler and it's kinda cute- Also it's actually just a VERY deep brown). He's mainly quiet, cold, mean to anyone who's a stranger, but on the inside, he's caring and sympathetic, but only shows it at home, shown when he read the thing about the virus.
Home-cooker/chef[]
Josey Werin rushed into the kitchen, yelling, "DAD! NEW RECIPE!" Her sister, Abigail, sighed and rolled her eyes. Josey had been cooking constantly, every day, in fact. A loaf of bread on the counter was waiting to be eaten. Their sick mother drove into the kitchen. "Whacya cooking now, Jose (joes)?" She declared happily, "Casserole! With a twist!" Their father asked warily, "What kind of twist?" Josey didn't reply and went into what her sister called "chef mode", "crazy mode", or even "not Josey mode"! Abigail said jokingly, "Clear the kitchen! She's going into not-Josey mode!" They left the kitchen and Andrea went back to sleep on the couch. Andrew patted his wife gently on her cab. Andrea scooted toward him to show affection.
Josey is a white Charger with pretty green eyes and Imma give the family a French accent because both the sisters have something associated with Frenchies. Cooking skills and fashion. She's silly, kind, loving, sweet, determined, and ambitious. Also could be called creative.
Fashion star/fashionista[]
Abigail Werin went up-ramp to do more appearance tests on herself. She had played with paint colors such as pink, purple, and blue. She also messed with removable stickers. She also put cartacts (contacts for cars) in her green eyes.
"Naw, this sticker is ugly." She threw the used sticker out. "Ooh! A butterfly one!" She put it on.
"Yep! This is the one!"