Here's the story.

You're trapped inside a company's staff bio. The name and picture don't belong to you. You try to escape, but bump the invisible bounding boxes of the website's code. Your only hope is that, in this short paragraph, you find someone who knows enough web development to get you out OR who's read enough fourth-wall-breaking prose to guess the ending. You read the name again and wonder if he fits either or both of those qualifications. Spoiler alert: he does.

Growing up on Indiana Jones, Star Wars, and Lord of the Rings, Caleb carries with him a sense of adventure and optimism in everything he does. With eight years of professional graphic design experience, he has honed his skills to fight the enemies of visual communication. Muddled layouts, off-brand colors and poorly kerned letters are his foes, his coworkers are his fellowship, and coffee is what boosts him in his time of need. His goal: to help create a better-designed world.

I am passionate about my cats, chickens, gardening, and my photo-life. I'm chatty, and I'm thirsty for a drink. My style is cinematic, so my "posing" is more along the lines of being spur-of-the-moment-movement or reminiscent of pausing like oil-painted, impressions. I seek rainbows and will ask you to silly walk or anything else that prompts genuine complimentary smiles more than cheezin' at the camera.

Elizabeth made her first move to the Big City when she joined the Mediocre team, an impulse move made upon hearing rumors about Lexington's food and ghost sightings. When she's not delving into urban ruins or poring through the treasures of an estate sale, she's cracking into a good book, taking her cat on walks, and failing to cook tofu properly.

Haley's lived in Lexington her entire life. That doesn't mean she's stationary. Day trip? Unexpected adventure? She's in. She's nursing an addiction to eating out and has strong opinions of every restaurant she's ever tried. You ask her favorite musician? She gives a new answer each day. Find her at the closest thrift store, with a handful of trinkets and moss-colored marvels.

You know the script. She's a protagonist from a small Midwestern town who dreamed of becoming a writer… or fashion designer… or local who spends all day nibbling pastries and sipping lattes in her lavish yet questionably affordable apartment in NYC. Instead, Olivia wound up married in rural Kentucky with two rescue dogs. Coming to a (small) screen near you, join Olivia as she sets out on another creative venture while she discovers the meaning of life. Help - she's stuck in a generic Rom-Com.

Sticky from climbing in the summer heat, Sarah faced two tasks: leap a hold just out of reach, and stifle a scream now that the spider had firmly positioned itself on the bridge of her nose. She held on one-handed, composed herself, and completed the route. The spider made it too.

Shawn's an avid member of the Lexington creative community. He likes clean lines and bright colors. He's often distracted by conversations about music and bizarre imagery. His anecdote: we could probably fit all this lumber in the car. It'll sag a little and the guys at Home Depot may laugh, but we're not making two trips.

A native of Los Angeles, Teagan moved to Lexington on a whim and found that it was filled with cool people that she wanted to stay and hang out with. Her free time is filled with self-help literature, Tarot cards, yoga and drumming. She is secretly trying to convert all her friends to veganism.

"Look, everyone, just stay calm!" A voice blared as they all frantically stowed their loot and fled from their hunters. In a moment of passion, fueled by fear and possibly courage, Trevor charged head first into the hallway, his last and worst decision. In an instant, he found himself wounded, crawling on the ground and pleading for help. Everyone was picked off. Then, silence. "Welp, my bad guys…I really gotta be done for tonight. Catch ya tomorrow!", Trevor apologized, removed his headset, stowed his elite controller, and turned off the Xbox and TV. He still lays in bed at night pondering what could have been if only he had been more patient. So much loot, gone.