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◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s JULIUS ROWE and HE is an around 24-year-old CASUAL VISITOR to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for 3 MONTHS. I think they are a FREELANCE COLUMNIST/CRITIC and I overheard them listening to SUBURBAN NIGHTS by SEAN NICHOLAS SAVAGE, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of LUDWIG WILSDORFF and A SECONDHAND AGNÉS B. SUIT JACKET, IMPORTED FRENCH CIGARETTES, FADED STAMPS ON THE WRIST FROM LAST NIGHT’S CLUB, and READ RECEIPTS LEFT ON. (ooc info: sloth, she/her, est, 25)
bonjour y’all its sloth here! 🤠 i truly don’t know how..... this turned out so dumb long....but i don’t blame u if u skip straight to the wanted connections. basically, the rest can be summed up with: julius is an opinionated bitch who thinks he’s better than everyone ☺️ u can also peep his weheartit collection here 4 some ~vibes~!
(also i’m stealing some of this general format from other intros bc i’m too lazy to find my own!)
full name: Julius Rowe
nicknames: Jules (doesn’t particularly like it, but will tolerate it from certain people and his mother), “Julian” (hate. hate hate hate. happens occasionally when someone misremembers/mishears his name, but even if its an honest mistake he WILL harbor resentment over this forever)
date of birth: October 27th, 1996 (scorpio sun, virgo moon. yeesh!)
age: 24 years old
gender & pronouns: identifies as male, he/him
sexuality: [sammie from The Circle voice] baby girl he’s gay
hometown: Terre Haute, Indiana
family: parents Frank Rowe and Annette Peterson (divorced), stepmother Luanne and two younger half-siblings
hair: dark brown, he keeps it short with visits to an expensive hair salon in Chelsea where he treats himself once a month :)
eyes: light green
height: 6′0″
scars & markings: a Cindy Crawford-esque beauty mark right above his lip, and a scar between his thumb and forefinger on his left hand
tattoos & piercings: no tattoos, one piercing in his right ear
positive traits: astute, witty, confident, ambitious
negative traits: judgmental, capricious, self-important, vain
(ok and now for some background!)
Born in Terre Haute, Indiana, but it’s almost impossible to guess where he’s from— Julius has made sure to erase all trace of his "Hoosier” origins and instead, adopted the appearance, mannerisms, attitude, etc. of someone who’s lived in New York for a long time (doesn’t even like admitting that he knows how to drive, but he can navigate the subway system like he was born with it hard-coded in his DNA). Unless you’re someone who knew Julius in freshman year at NYU (when hometowns were included next to faces and names on the dorm’s ‘Get To Know Your Neighbor’ corkboard, an indignity he never quite got over) or someone who’s met his dad (who comes to visit semi-regularly and is so undeniably Midwestern that there’s no way around it), then the assumption is probably that he’s a city native or, at the very least, hails from somewhere else on the East Coast.
Nondescript childhood! His parents divorced when he was pretty young (like 6 or 7), his mom flew the coop immediately, moved to Hawaii, and now she runs some kind of vaguely-branded “rest and relaxation” center where you’re supposed to get in touch with your “inner self” by drinking smoothies and doing a lot of yoga on the beach. idk! Julius thinks it’s all bullshit. Unclear how much his mother actually believes her own New Age crap, but whenever they talk on the phone she likes to give him advice that sounds like it was lifted from one of her pamphlets (“Remember Julius, openness is essential to your well-being, you’ll never achieve inner and outer harmony without it”)— which annoys him to no end. Their relationship is contentious and full of arguments precisely bc they’re so alike (flighty, hard to pin down, too aspirational for a place like Terre Haute, Indiana) while his relationship with his dad is steady and solid, precisely because they are nothing alike. Frank Rowe is a high school football coach & gym teacher; a very sweet man, but he’s straightforward and simple in all the ways Julius is not. He has two little girls with his second wife but still keeps in constant contact w/ his son and stays up to date on all his accomplishments, reading everything he publishes, and then talks about each piece— no matter how small and meaningless, especially to a man who only watches the news and Sunday night football— with such pride, you’d think Julius is writing for the New York Times (and maybe by Indiana standards, Brooklyn Mag is basically the same thing?)
Julius leveraged his very good grades in high school & his writing for a local gazette to get accepted into NYU’s Journalism program, after which he fled the state of Indiana on the first plane outta there and moved to New York. Soon he began to realize his true calling lay in critique; not only did he have a lot to say (he was always one of those outspoken, know-it-all kids who had to give his opinion on everything) but also a talent for saying it, in a way that people found witty, entertaining and most importantly: persuasive. He can sway someone to his point of view— or at least make them look twice at their own— with just a few clever paragraphs. Julius very much liked the idea that his opinions could be monetized, but he also saw their potential as a form of social currency: a means of attaching influence to his name and gaining access to exclusive social circles where words (and by extension, the person who wrote them) could hold real, recognized value. After all, maybe you couldn’t buy a Tom Ford suit with just influence, but you could shape public opinion with it. You could tell people what to think about a new movie, or stop them from buying a book. Or launch the career of an up-and-coming musician with a favorable review. This kind of power appealed to him greatly— much more than doing a job just to earn a paycheck. Already, in his short time living in New York, Julius had come to the conclusion that power, not money, was the be-all, end-all, and having power meant you were somebody, and being somebody meant that you mattered.
The trouble was, he already felt entitled to a bright future, so he thought it'd all click into place easily. And at first, it kinda did! You can get far on attitude and determination alone, which is exactly what Julius did, post-graduation, as he waltzed into the offices of various publications with his impressive college resume (including pieces already published in many of these same publications) and his lively personality, charmingly acerbic and effortlessly witty, fielding offers before he was hired as a full-time review columnist at the Village Voice. A revered, historical institution, one that he’d admired from a distance even when he was still just a boy in Indiana, this was a golden opportunity for someone just out of college— and for almost two years, Julius was carried by his own momentum, cultivating his new-on-the-scene intrigue amongst the downtown literary set, who brought his name up in conversations and pointed him out to newcomers at parties. His devastating but elegant book reviews were frequently cited; his less devastating, but no less elegant film reviews were also widely discussed, though older, more-established critics turned up their noses at his lack of in-depth film knowledge, dismissing his reviews as “trivial statements of personal taste”. But still, for two good years, Julius was well on his way to gaining exactly the kind of reputation he wanted, all while living his twenties to their fullest. He was a fixture at parties, staying out till dawn in bars and clubs around the Lower East Side, known by his friends to often disappear as soon as a handsome new face caught his eye (while not one for relationships, he was never at a shortage of partners, and often seemed to be “dating” at least two or three people at any given time). He spent his first few years after college enjoying a lifestyle of Wildean excess, perpetually broke yet spending entire paychecks on his wardrobe— all second-hand designer clothing, obsessively hunted in thrift stores and consignment shops— and other reckless expenses, not giving any thought to the possibility that maybe, y’know, some savings might be a good idea?
And then, two years after Julius’ arrival, the Village Voice shuttered its doors. He was left adrift, in search of not just a new job, but a new plan. He’d been counting on the prestige of the Voice to help him scale to the peaks of New York society like so many writers before him; now that this hope had been crushed like a cigarette under a boot heel, Julius was left with only the modest distinction he’d accrued during his brief time at the magazine and his wits, sharp as ever. What was important, he realized, was not to lose momentum; from charming, promising ingénue to failure was just a few, short steps, and he could not let that happen. At least, not willingly.
So he began to work freelance, completing reviews for several different publications; the likes of the Times and the New Yorker were still far out of his reach, but Vulture, NYMag, Time Out NY and others readily accepted his pieces. The reviews were well-received; his opinions still carried weight, and now they reached an even wider audience, considering the variety of sources they appeared in. Julius moved from Manhattan to Brooklyn, more precisely to a studio in Williamsburg, which at first seemed like a necessary heartbreak; it was fiscally responsible, leaving behind his old stomping grounds and moving across the bridge, where the rent was much more affordable than the three-bedroom student apartment he’d still been sharing with friends from NYU. Plus, living on your own was the true threshold of adulthood, wasn’t it? His new apartment turned out perfect in every way: close to the park, close to the train, in a location so trendy that you could eat at a different restaurant and drink at a different bar almost every night. Friends who were contemplating their own moves began to ask wistfully about rent prices in the neighborhood, or if he’d heard of anyone looking for a roommate. For a while, things again seemed to be going splendidly in Julius’ favor; he became the first to say that the closure of the Voice and his exodus from Manhattan were actually positive changes, things that had to happen in order for his life and career to continue their forward trajectory. In spite of everything, he seemed no worse for wear. He still had his talent, his ambition, and fully believed that the time would come— and soon— when he would really be recognized for them.
But inevitably, his terrible spending habits began catching up with him. Even when he thought he was being frugal, budgeting for groceries or choosing the subway over an Uber, there’d be a sudden, extravagant impulse buy— a pair of barely-used McQueen boots, dinner at a brand-new rooftop restaurant in Meatpacking— that undid all his attempted “saving”. He’d gotten comfortable living a certain type of lifestyle because he felt like he deserved it. Now, it was hard to deny himself these things; resisting temptation had never been his forte. But, after a few months of stretching the dwindling funds in his bank account, with barely enough leftover to eat if he also wanted to make rent, Julius had to acknowledge the problem. Rent was increasing month to month. His landlord had no sympathy for the plight of a penniless writer. And even an occasional check from Frank, well-meaning but not nearly enough to make a difference, wouldn’t keep him from getting priced out. So, innocently enough, Julius proposed to his then-boyfriend Drew (now ex-boyfriend; you can guess how the rest of this goes) that they move in together, without necessarily mentioning that he was only asking because otherwise he’d lose his apartment. He didn’t think it would be that big of a deal, anyway; he saw this entirely as a matter of convenience, not a major milestone in their relationship, which he was already treating with mild interest on the best of days and complete indifference on others. Drew, meanwhile, saw through this whole scheme right away, and he did think it was a big deal— the fact that Julius didn’t was a problem. What followed was a series of explosive arguments, after which they broke up, Julius moved out of Williamsburg and onto a friend’s couch in Crown Heights, where he spent a few weeks (okay, a month) brooding and licking his wounds, reeling much more from the loss of his apartment than from the break-up.
Now three months down the line, Julius has gotten back on his feet after this most recent upheaval of his life (its possibly his greatest skill, this cat-like ability to always land on his feet). He shares a new apartment in Crown Heights with friend & former NYU classmate Nora Medina, and has found the transition back to shared living surprisingly enjoyable (rooming with Nora is undoubtedly more tolerable than living with Drew would’ve ever been, so thank god for small miracles!). He still predominantly writes as a freelance arts and culture critic, now covering everything from film, TV, books, music, and even occasional restaurants; his Twitter enjoys a healthy following for his pithy, culture-savvy tweets which demonstrate his wit in the most bite-size way, giving his voice yet another platform on which to stand out. And though this may not be exactly where he’d imagined he’d be— two years ago, if asked to predict his future, he would’ve claimed to see himself with a penthouse overlooking Washington Square Park and a novel topping the New York Times Bestseller List— Julius’ confidence in himself has not been shaken. Never one to doubt his own genius, he doesn’t have to ask himself if he’s good enough; he knows he is. So the question remains, how to make the rest of the world see this?
(i know. that was DISGUSTINGLY long. i’m sorry :/// but now... some other bits & pieces about jules!)
headcanons:
One of those people who has to have a “signature” everything: a signature coffee order (three-shot Americano, iced or hot), a signature scent (a blend of bergamot, neroli oil, musk, and sandalwood; a personal fragrance from Le Labo— don’t ask how much it costs), smokes only a certain brand of cigarettes (Gauloises, very hard to find but he’s determined to map out all the bodegas in Brooklyn that carry them), favors a particular brand of Japanese-made leatherbound notebooks, etc. Julius really cultivates everything about himself, from his appearance, his scent, even his habits and vices.
His style is very clean, elegant, and minimalist: favors French menswear designers like Agnés B., A.P.C., Officine Generale, lots of trousers and crisp button-down shirts, or deceptively-simple T-shirts that cost $$$. Fusses about wrinkles a lot, taught himself to sew from Youtube videos because he buys all his clothing second-hand which means repairing tears and loose stitching all the time, and has really mastered the art of dressing like he has money when, surprise surprise, he has none!
In addition to earning a living off his writing, Julius has recently also started temping. Won’t admit it to most people— it’s undignified, filing papers and making copies and fetching lattes like some kind of office errand boy. So, so beneath him. But, rent’s gotta get paid one way or another. He’s already learned that the hard way :/
Notoriously fickle. Don’t count on Julius to fully commit to anything. He’ll say he’s going to a party and then change his mind at the last minute if a better party comes along... also an apt metaphor for how he’s treated every “relationship” he’s ever had. A failure at intimacy, if not at sex, dating tends to be disastrous for him. He’ll either be completely in love or completely over it, often flip-flopping between the two depending on his mood on a given day; much like a housecat, he can go from being needy and affectionate one minute to suddenly repulsed by your presence, bristling at any touch, staring from across the room with open hostility like ‘who are you and what the fuck are you doing in my house?’ But despite his own personal deficiencies, this doesn’t stop him from displacing the blame on the other person whenever a relationship falls apart— they were too clingy, or talked too much, or left a towel on the floor of his bathroom (probably by accident) which he fixated on like it was some kind of spiteful personal attack.
If you ask for his honest opinion, be warned that you’ll get it. Julius has no qualms about saying exactly what he thinks, whether it be to a complete stranger on the subway or a friend he’s known for years, and he doesn’t soften the blow; if anything, like in his reviews, he chooses his words with expert precision to make sure the point gets across crystal-clear and leaves nothing up to interpretation. If he thinks you missed the mark with your outfit, you’ll know. If the food at this French restaurant is completely undeserving of a Michelin star, he’ll say that, out loud, not caring if the owner is within earshot (or probably hoping that they are).
(FINALLY.... some wanted connections. if you’ve made it this far, i’m sorry (again) and please stay hydrated, its a marathon not a race!)
“SUBJECTS”: Since his Village Voice days and his move to Brooklyn, Julius’ focus has shifted to reviewing mostly homegrown talent, covering local repertory cinema, art exhibitions, music releases— and since we have plenty of artists/musicians and other creatives in this group, I would loooove some plots related to reviews he’s written about their work, and what kind of dynamic has come out of that (he's known to be snobby and hard to impress, much more likely to pick something apart for all its shortcomings rather than heap praise, but occasionally, there’s a rare, glowing review in the bunch— Julius likes to be the first to “discover” something that really shows promise). So... there’s potential here for new friends/acquaintances to have been made, or people who hate his guts based on whatever mean things he’s said about them and their work. i’m open for either :)))
BRECKENRIDGE & CO: For his most recent temp assignment, Julius has started at Breckenridge & Co, basically doing menial, mindless office work filling in for an assistant or secretary (though he probably spends a fair amount of time working on his own writing, slacking on whatever he’s actually supposed to be doing). His attitude towards the whole situation is very “I’m better than this, and wouldn’t be here if I had any other choice” which might rub some people the wrong way, as might his half-assed approach to actually doing the work.... but it could also be a fun plot to have a kindred spirit with whom he can commiserate, complaining about the banality of the job, discussing office gossip, talking shit while stealing snacks from the break-room, etc.
PARTY FRIENDS (TW: DRUGS): When it comes to nightlife, Julius hasn’t given up his wild youth, and isn’t planning to any time soon. He’s a familiar face in bars and nightclubs and warehouse raves around Brooklyn, particularly on the gay circuit but really, anywhere and everywhere; he’s an equal-opportunity hedonist, going wherever the fun and free drugs are. Some possible connections include other people who are just as willing to stay up all night as he is, drinking and dancing to 4 AM last call and beyond, stumbling home at dawn to take a shower and get dressed for work, then do it all over again the next night. Another possible connection would be a dealer, or someone who’s down to share a couple lines at the club, pop a pill to get the night started; Julius is too broke to have a real habit, or so goes his logic, but he does indulge his vices pretty liberally on nights out. Even in his NYU days, he always seemed to have coke on him, a trend that continues today. Where does he get it? How does he afford it? No one really knows!
NYU CLASSMATES/FRIENDS: If your character also attended the school, no matter what their major, we can brainstorm some kind of connection— and this is completely open-ended, because Julius has likely stayed in touch with former classmates but to varying degrees, and he makes enemies as easily as he makes friends, perhaps even more easily. He’s a good friend when he wants to be (read: when the person matters enough to him), but he’s also the type to hold onto an old resentment or former rivalry till his deathbed.... so there’s potential for both negative and positive connections here!
HOOK-UPS/EXES: Plenty of these.... not uncommon for a hook-up to briefly become something more, before just as quickly turning into another ex (see: all the above-mentioned issues), but overall Julius prefers one night stands and casual sex. He’s got every dating/hook-up app under the sun, seems to be sleeping with half his gay generation, and goes on dates often, but mostly just for the free dinners— insisting on his choice of restaurant and probably ordering the most expensive wine on the menu. Whenever feelings get involved, things are bound to get messy, so Julius has come to the conclusion that it’s easier to keep feelings out of the picture entirely— better to have uncomplicated fun instead.
ART, CULTURE & FASHION ENTHUSIASTS: For his work (but also to maintain his rep as someone with his finger on the pulse, seemingly aware of every single social event happening in New York), Julius frequents new exhibits, gallery openings, fashion shows, and usually seeks out other like-minded individuals to attend these with: people to whom he can address his snarky running commentary, all while downing glasses of free champagne and snacking on hors d'oeuvres. First Saturdays in New York means free museum entry; Julius has never misses out on a chance to visit the MOMA, or the Whit, or the Met, and it would be cute to do a plot with others who've made a tradition out of meeting up on the first Saturday of each month to do a museum day :)
There’s a ton of other potential connections I can probably think of but a) this intro has gotten so criminally long that I feel bad adding anything else sdkfljsdlf, but also b) connections usually work best when decided on individual character dynamics, so even if none of these particularly speak to you, or work for your character, please feel free 2 shoot me a message anyway and I’m sure we can figure something out! ok that’s all out of me. i need to atone for what i’ve done here :/
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◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s FIONA VARGAS and SHE is an around 29-year-old REGULAR to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for 6 YEARS. I think they are a PUBLICIST and I overheard them listening to GINGER by BROCKHAMPTON, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of JULIANA HERZ and A GLASS OF RED WINE WITH EACH MEAL, RISING AT 6 AM AND GOING TO BED AT 2 AM, EMAILING IN THE MIDDLE OF CONVERSATIONS and WILD LAUGHTER WITH HEAD THROWN BACK AND EYES CLOSED. (ooc info: minnie, she/her, est, 24)
• Your mothers are unbelievably disappointed in you from the beginning. You do not chuckle and coo in the palm of their hands; you bite the fingers that feed you and beam wide when scolded. Fearless child, darling girl — who taught you to love like that, by testing their limits and choosing to accept only what comes with blood and struggle?
• You learn to fight for everything: yourself, your mothers, your friends and your success. It’s not uncommon for a born and bred New Yorker, this hunger in your eyes and the way you tackle life with abandon. It’s your kindness that sets you apart from the others. You are never numb to the pain of those around you; like a moth to a lantern, you float to those with the heaviest burdens as if to help them shoulder their suffering.
• But strangers are easy. You never stick around for long enough for them to grow tired of you. You share a meal with them, you listen to their stories — and then you leave. It is, you’ve learned, the best way to spare people from your relentless spirit, that aching for something visceral. Something to haunt you, something to quiet your wanting for more.
• (SLUT SHAMING TW) The kindness rots in your mouth when you are sixteen. You fall not in love with a boy, but in boredom. He is the flavor of the month, and you like the way he tastes. When you tell him you’re pregnant, he promises to stay; and because you are used to being the one who runs, you don’t expect him to leave you, first. It’s quick and cutthroat; he paints himself as the victim with a few well-planted rumors. You are, suddenly, the girl who cheated. The girl who found a college boy and wanted too much at the same time. The worst part of it is that even you can imagine it happening. You have never been one to deny yourself what you want; you have never been one to look back before running towards desire.
• (MISCARRIAGE TW) When you lose the baby, you feel sick to your stomach with relief. You are not ready to be a mother; you are not ready to even tell your mothers. When they find you with hands sticky with blood, they weep and ask you: why did you try to go through it alone? You have no answer for them. I’ve always felt alone, you could say. Instead, you tell them: I didn’t think about it. You wonder if they’ll read between the lines and find your heart between the branches.
• You rise from the ashes because you must. You meet the eyes of the might-have-been-father and curse him and his ugly, crooked penis. The rumors and accusations do not pierce your thick skin, and soon, they forget. You may be alone now, a pariah, but even this, you mold into a ladder to climb. You become the star pupil, one of the school’s brightest. You receive acceptance letters from many Ivy League universities, but you choose New York University. This city is your home; you can’t bring yourself to leave it behind. With a degree in journalism, you think you’ll change the world by bringing the truth of these forgotten and untold stories to the light.
• But public relations pays better, and you find yourself following the scent of money. You become a publicist at one of the top agencies in New York City, dabbling in several industries along the way: travel, technology, food and wine and entertainment. It’s in music where you shine most, and (SEXUAL HARASSMENT TW) when your boss conveniently places his hand on your ass at the holiday party, you quit and pursue a career as a freelance publicist for musicians.
• It is a long and dusty road, with few people to hold your hand and light the way. You struggle, first. Over and over, you make fatal mistakes: you overcharge, undercharge, overwork, under-prioritize… Each one is a chip in your armor, but you ignore it by throwing yourself deeper into your work. There are one-night stands to distract you, friends who try to hold you tight but are forced to let you go. Your mothers try to talk to you, but they are only a reminder of how deeply you want to make them proud. Your beautiful and endlessly kind mothers, who want the best for their daughter but don’t understand what you want. If you cannot be understood, then you cannot be loved — this, you feel deeply in your bones. You will only accept love that is proven through sweat and blood and tears.
• One pro-bono client — an indie pop band in desperate need of exposure — turns things around. The main singer finds herself involved in a scandal that blows out of proportion, and you handle it with grace; for have you not been in her shoes before, as well? Don’t you understand what it means to have a thousand arrows engraved with your name as its target? You protect her ferociously, and bring them out alive. Along the way, you fall in love with her. You swallow it down, in the name of professionalism and your own ambitions — the only god you’ve ever followed.
• You climb the ranks and become a sought-after publicist, and this affords you the luxury of choosing only those you believe in. With a small circle of clients, from undiscovered bands to pop sensations, you build a life gilded with gold and luxury. But when you look around you for someone to share it with, you come up empty.
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◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s SONATA LEMAITRE and THEY are an around 24-year-old CASUAL VISITOR to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for 2 YEARS. I think they are a CLASSICAL MUSICIAN, BARISTA AT BEAN BREW and I overheard them listening to THE BALLET OF THE RED SHOES by BRIAN EASDALE, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of QUINTESSA SWINDELL and { stained glass windows, snuggling in an oversized sweater, the smell of honey, constantly carrying around sheet music. }
Hi hi! I go by Toon. You can message me on tumblr for plots as I decide if I want to be part of the discord (i! am! shy!). I get if you skipped straight to the bio/wanted connections. I’d never know! I rec read more on dash with xkit as this is a lot of text for my wee blog to handle right now (to be fixed later)
Some Basics About Sonata
Ballet of The Red Shoes: From a 1948 ballet drama film. Quick Summary a ballerina must choose between her career (constantly pushed upon her by her boss) and her romance with a composer. The story tackles both “art versus life” and “work versus love”. Sonata’s life has always been about work and art over life and love, and as the weight of those choices grows heavier, Sonata is starting to want to push back on the confides of classical music by finding and expressing their own individual creativity, sense of self, and desire to experiment.
Sexuality: Pansexual
Personality: Sonata is currently struggling with being stiff, as in: all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy. They aren’t a rule breaker despite maybe wanting to be, but will make silly decisions to prove someone wrong. They can be a little too responsible, but they are desperately trying to come out of that. Their family has a rich history in classical music and they can be a bit snobbish about their interests though not on purpose.
Likes: Good music, warm drinks, sunny afternoons, waking up really early so they have some time to themselves, showering right before bed, inside jokes, watching ballet, impromptu ABBA dance parties, good film scores, light white wines.
Dislikes: Excessive use of foul language, laziness, messy common spaces, nosiness, crowds, drinking a lot (is a lightweight), being challenged or undermined
A BRIEF HISTORY (to....be.....redacted if necessary)
Sonata was born to Augustin Lemaitre and Twyla Ward. Their father is an acclaimed composer and classical musician and their mother is a retired (due to injury, and later motherhood) ballerina (their parents met when Augustin was playing in the French orchestra of one of Twyla’s performances).
Sonata was born in France and lived there until the age of five before their family moved to New York, where they lived five more years. Upon their parents’ divorce, Sonata lived with their father outside of New York who was financially better fit to have primary custody of them (for later reasons I will elaborate on...when I have....thought of them).
After university Sonata moved back to New York around two years ago, and has recently gotten back in touch with their mother though unbeknownst to Augustin. Their goal was to more to NY to eventually secure a seat at an acclaimed orchestra without feeling like their father pulled strings (haha, pun). Sonata loves their dad, but deep down feels overworked and cumbersome amounts of expectation.
They have an incredibly close relationship with their father, though they struggle sometimes to decide what it is they want versus what they think they need to want to please those around them. At what point did their life goal truly become their own? Sonata is really just.....trying to catch a thrill....
Sonata is the type to cry mid Opera.
Sonata’s dad sends them money every month to help with expenses (they are spoiled) but they work and share an apartment with a roommate, either saving the money up in case they wake up one morning with a backbone, or giving some to their mother behind their father’s back. Oh no!
Sonata has a six year old white Persian cat named Bowie. They would die for this cat.
They specialize in string instruments, most specifically violin (primary) and double bass.
WANTED CONNECTIONS
The Roommate: Sonata lives in a two bedroom apt in Brooklyn. Knowing them, this apartment is pretty big and would be expensive for large bedrooms, a washer/dryer, and nice open kitchen layout. Looking for someone (gender not important!) where they would be close friends due to sharing space, and have bonded over the last two years. Most likely one of their best friends in the city! Must be cool with constant practicing and few guests!
The Regular: Sonata works as a barista part time at Bean Brew. This could be someone who comes in often and they’ve talked and what have you! Sonata will know their order perfectly (please tell me) and they may even be sort of friends!
The Jam Buddy: Sonata prefers to practice alone, but finding a like minded person in NY who loves music like they do? Iconic. They would practice or just sit and work on their own studying/sheet music/etc; would be cool cool cool. If this person is someone who could get Sonata out of their shell, I dare you.
The Book Club Inside Joke: Sonata tried a book club once in Manhattan. They hated it. Went three times. Made a friend by quietly eye-rolling and joking about things. Both quit together, and now they hang! One of those friends you don’t know a lot about but want to/still get hype when you run into each other.
If you have any ideas feel free to hit me up c:
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◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s RUDOLF ‘RUDI’ STROEBEL and HE/HIM are an around 24-year-old CASUAL VISITOR to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for A YEAR AND A HALF. I think they are an APP DEVELOPER and I overheard them listening to DON’T WANNA FIGHT by ALABAMA SHAKES, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of BEN ROSENFIELD and MESSY CURLS, FREQUENT PHONE CALLS HOME, AN EASY GOING SMILE THAT NEVER FADES. (ooc info: bean, she/her, EST, 24)
Name: Rudolf Stroebel
Nicknames: Rudi
DOB: Feb 22, a Pisces.
Age: 24
Gender/Pronouns: Cismale and he/his.
Occupation: App Developer at an unnamed startup, side hustles include working on his own app and odd jobs here and there
Hometown: Milton, Delaware
Jakob and Clara Stroebel (Americanized from the original Ströbel) settled in Delaware in their twenties, leaving behind their birthplace of Hamburg Germany, determined to make their own fortunes. They struggled with the language, the culture, and fought for years to gain respect from the locals in the suburb they chose to inhabit. Jakob built up a reputation as a naturopathic doctor, and Clara taught German after school, and they both strived to raise their young son into someone that mirrored them both internally as well as externally.
While they may have preached the value of hard work, it’s a lesson that Rudi only half heard. He excels in little beyond disappointment. His grades were always lacking, he wasn’t gifted athletically, he had no interest in his father’s work and even though it’s the language spoken at home, his German is clumsy and imperfect. He managed to get through his teen years by sliding by, relying on a quick quip and some natural charisma to ensure he could at least graduate high school on time. People tend to like Rudi, which only enables him further.
He did a year at a local community college before dropping out— he taught himself coding through YouTube videos and computer science classes taught on Windows95 felt like a massive waste of time. The truth is, he told his mother he dropped out by choice, bad attendance and incomplete assignments had him flunking out shortly after the first semester.
Rudi’s success came as a surprise, an idea he’d jokingly come up with while drinking with some friends at a bar was thrown around, and like many things, he never expected anyone to take it seriously at all. As he passed out comfortably in his bed, tucked under the hand made quilt his mother lovingly crafted, he never could’ve seen what the next week would bring.
He put the app together based on the simple idea on a Monday, and was launching the beta by the Saturday, churning it out into an overnight success. The whole thing turned out to be profitable, with thousands of downloads lining their pockets with cash. Within the next few months, he’d accidentally become a whiz kid entropnenur with enough money to move out of his family home and avoid seeking a real career for the foreseeable future.
Flush with cash, the next reasonable move was to move to the big city. He sold the app to a tech giant and got himself an apartment in Manhattan. For the first few months, everything was gravy. He had an interview with Google lined up that he assumed he’d ace, and from there he’d be living the good life until the end of time! Unfortunately, the interview didn’t pan out the way he’d hoped and now without a Plan B and without the skills to live like an adult, Rudi blew through the cash within 6 months of his initial move.
He’s too embarrassed to go back home— his parents have finally started to believe in him and disappointing them again would be killer. Priced out of Manhattan he made several moves over the last year deeper and deeper into Brooklyn. Now he shares a basement apartment with a guy named Jonathon who air dries his socks on the radiator.
Rudi’s making changes! He got a job with a startup, so the pay isn’t great but most of his work can be done at home, leaving him with tons of time to occupy coffee shops and take long walks through the city he loves. He’s also working on actually getting a college degree. He’s secretly studying to retake the SAT so he can get into a decent school. Steve Jobbing it through life apparently works best if you’re actually Steve Jobs.
Used to an easy life, Rudi’s incapable of looking after himself properly, and his new found independence is being treated like an endless kegger. He likes a good time with great friends, and he doesn’t see anything wrong with that. He’s sweet, with his heart in the right place, but with his new found fortune he’s just been granted another faucet to allow him to live a Peter Pan existence. It’s this sort of youthful optimism that keeps him charming. Perhaps it’s not untrue that children become funny when they have nothing else to market themselves as, as his wry words and surprisingly observational comments often remind people around that there is more to Rudi than just being a party animal, even if he himself doesn’t see it.
In general, he’s a good kid. He’s a good friend and helpful— kinda has a Mid-West attitude without being from the Mid-West. Easily taken advantage of and oblivious to a lot of what’s going on around him, but he’s! Good!
H E A D C A N O N S
I. His vision has never been anywhere close to stellar. From his very early days, Rudi’s been the kid with glasses– something that swapped over to contacts as soon as he was old enough to be trusted putting plastic in his eye. He refuses to wear glasses, though towards the end of long nights he’s almost always seen cranky and irritated in smoky and crowded spaces, rubbing his slowly reddening eyes.
II. He’s been blessed with a wild mess of thick curly hair, of which no one is quite sure whom he got it from, or what to do with. His parents were flaxen haired beauties without a follicle out of place and every family picture features their son with enough wax on his head to look like a shoe shine commercial. These days he’s found it just easier to slap a beanie over his head than to try to tame his wild locks, considering it his signature look.
III. He’s been the victim of several pyramid schemes, some that he still doesn’t know about.
IV. Rudi suffers from what he refers to as ‘the tricky A’s.’ Asthma, allergies, anxiety and a touch of anemia.
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◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s NORA MEDINA and SHE/HER is an around 25-year-old REGULAR to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for FOUR YEARS. I think they are a FOOD COLUMN WRITER and I overheard them listening to NOW I’M IN IT by HAIM and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of MONICA BARBARO and FLOUR DUSTED JEANS, CAN’T EAT WITHOUT TAKING A PICTURE FOR THE GRAM, MUSIC ALWAYS DRIFTING OUT FROM THE KITCHEN WINDOW. (ooc info: summer, she/her, est, 25)
Hi all! I’m Summer and this here is my babe Nora. I took a dash of Florence Pugh’s instagram cooking, a 10 season binge of Top Chef during quarantine and a sprinkle of the Bon Appetit test kitchen and made this hustler.
~'Cause now I'm in it ~ But I've been trying to find my way back for a minute ~ And the rain keeps coming down along the ceiling ~ And I can hear it
But I can't feel it, oh ~
+ Driven, Hardworking, Creative, Considerate
- Sarcastic, Workaholic, Neurotic
Work: Runs @noraskitchen on instagram, recipe tester and writer for NY Time Out magazine
Tattoos: Inner Right Wrist [x] Inner Left Wrist [x]
Scars: Marks from little nicks cover her hands from cooking, she has a small red scar from a cookie tray burn on the inside of her left arm
Nora grew up in North Jersey and moved to NYC after her senior year of high school to study journalism at NYU
Sophomore year she realized her desired lifestyle far exceeded her meager savings account, so she took a job at a popular coffee shop among students to make some extra cash, showing up at 5 am each morning to assist the baker preparing the daily fresh breads, pastries and bagels.
The job peaked her interest in food, and she began her food instagram her near the end of her sophomore year called @noraskitchen, where she made tasty one pan dinners on a hot plate in her dorm room. Initially her only followers were her overly supportive friends, but by the end of her junior year, the blog videos actually gained some traction on campus, and she had a huge influx of followers from her fellow NYU students.
Senior year she gave up a lot of partying and fun nights with friends to work in a kitchen, picking up a job at a small but popular restaurant in Greenwich Village. The job really helped develop her basic skills and techniques, which all came into play with insta videos. She quote, unquote, went viral right before graduation, when a celebrity found her videos and put one of her videos on their story. The popularity that followed was quite overwhelming.
In her videos she often appears slightly frazzled as she cracks self deprecating jokes in peak millennial humor, always very clearly having a great time with herself while she created delicious and usually uncomplicated food.
After graduation, she began to work and train in the kitchen full time under the same talented chef while she half heartily hunted for a job in journalism. She began to consider doubling down in her insta career when she got a call from Time Out magazine who had seen her instagram, offering her a bi monthly recipe column to follow their restaurant reviews, along with alternating postings in the food & drink section on their online presence. Without hesitating she took the job, leaving the kitchen that trained her to continue the brand of ‘Nora’s Kitchen’.
Now she balances writing for Time Out and putting out daily content on her instagram. She rarely sleeps more than five hours, and is attempting to live that life of having your cake and eating it too. She moved to Crown Heights shortly after quitting the kitchen. She is a hustler who is occasionally manic and often stressed, but she’s always doing her best.
She has an older brother who moved to New York City a few years before she made her own way there. They meet up once a month to take the train to Jersey together for a Sunday dinner at home, and usually end up grabbing lunch together once or twice between trips home.
After sharing her apartment with a "lifestyle blogger” who she met through a self-marketing class for a year, Nora briefly considered leaving Crown Heights because she couldn’t take the gut wrenching guilt of telling the girl should couldn’t bare to resign the lease with her. However “destiny” (a direct quote from Veronica) intervened and her ex-roommate decided to go backpacking and eat pray love her way through Thailand from the gram. Nora dropped Veronica off at JFK with a grin before turning around to go pick up an old friend from college, Julius Rowe, who was going to move into her newly empty room that same night.
She also picks up extra work at the Bean Brew to make some extra cash, baking fresh muffins, scones, pastries and occasionally bagels twice a week.
Wanted Connections
Coming soonish - when I haven’t just gotten off a night shift :)
#fr.intro#this became a summary of her career but oh well#she had to build the brand#i promise to proof read this later
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◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s RUE LAURENT and THEY are an around 24-year-old EMPLOYEE to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for SIX YEARS. I think they are a RECORD STORE EMPLOYEE and I overheard them listening to GO GINA by SZA, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of INDYA MOORE and GALAXIES IN YOUR EYES, OVER WORN BAND SHIRTS, HANGING UP DRIED FLOWERS, AND BURNING SAGE. (ooc info: peyton, they/them, est, 22)
name: rue skye laurent
age: 24 years
birthday: june third (gemini)
pronouns: they/them
hair: dark brown
eyes: dark brown
height: 5'8
visible markings: n/a
sexual preference: pansexual
virtues: intuitive, hospitable, quick witted
vices: impatient, cocky, blunt
If asked, Rue wouldn’t say there was anything particularly strange about their childhood. Albeit unconventional, being born and raised on a commune in rural Pennsylvania could have been worse. No, there weren’t scantily clad hippies and they didn’t have a Jim Jones type telling them what to do. It was communal living in its’ purest form. Their father was an accountant and their mother was a biologist for crying out loud. Rue’s quick to tell people nobody made them drink any Kool-Aid.
Their days were full of playing with the other children on the commune, fearlessly exploring the nine acres of land that surrounded the giant lake house where they all lived and carrying out whatever tasks the adults requested, from helping with family dinners to mending clothes. They were home schooled until high school and their parents enrolled them to the local one in the nearby town. They did with the intention for them to expand their social life, which was admittedly difficult with a graduating class of fifty.
A naturally social creature, they were quick to find a tight knit friend group. They were interested in Rue’s background and revealed they were all social outcasts of sorts (small towns were ruthless when it came to anyone different).
It took a lot of courage and jumping jacks to finally come out to their family for the first time, knowing they were progressive in their views but still unable to shake off the anxiety. While they were surprised that their only child was more interested in presenting as a girl than kissing one, they said they’d love Rue no matter what. And they said that when they said they were nonbinary as well, and then as queer.
Communal living is all fun and bonfires until they start to share a little too much. Rue’s father is caught cheating on their mother with not one, but three other women. The two fight and Rue’s mother packs her bags to live with her sister in New York, leaving the newly 18 year old Rue to make a choice. They decide to move with their mother to the city, deciding to stay loyal to her and figuring they wouldn’t have a chance to stay in a big city again.
The city is different than what Rue was used to, the people were generally very rude and the crowds could be overwhelming. They had been to Gettysburg and Philadelphia a handful of times, but to live somewhere like that was much more different.
With encouragement from their aunt (their mother said Rue should follow their heart, which was nice, but it was time to get educated), Rue attends NYU. They get a job at a record store that they frequented over the course of a few years not too far from the apartment to start making some money for themselves, something they’ve never really done before. They always had a love for music, it was something them and their father had bonded over growing up. Six years later and Rue can still be found at Fidelity.
Tidbits
Rue practices Wicca. It’s something they picked up back in high school. They can often be found making some sort of herbal tea in the break room or talking about how much rainwater they were able to collect the night before or how there might be spirits haunting the store.
They moved out not too long ago, thinking it was time to start having their own space. They live in the neighborhood, wanting to be closer to work.
After graduating Rue very briefly attempted the 9 to 5 office job and was quick to discover it was not for them. They’re happy at Fidelity and don’t have a reason for leaving yet.
Whenever they have the chance to play something in the store it usually reflects their mood.
Connection ideas
Rue will get along with just about anyone unless they give them a reason not to. They’re a;ways nice to patrons of the store! Unless they’re a dick then they’ll probably get kicked out.
Coworkers for anyone else who works at the store!!
Family! Blood related or not as Rue considers those on the commune their family. Maybe a cheeky cousin or two since they have family from the city.
Hook ups/fwb/anything like that!! They definitely like going on dates and connecting with new people but they don’t mind a no strings relationship at all.
A ROOMMATE? Living in the city’s expensive okay.
College friends! High school friends! Would love to have some of their weird kid clique back in Pennsylvania.
#fr.intro#( *ooc. )#you can see my mental health go during each post because head empty#in which i question if bringing four muses was too much
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◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s LEO CORRUCI and HE is an around 24-year-old REGULAR to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for 2 YEARS. I think they are a DRUMMER and I overheard them listening to HAPPY IDIOT by TV ON THE RADIO, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of CAIO CASTRO and LOUD MUSIC BLARING, KEEPING THE ONES YOU LOVE CLOSE, AND FLASHING LIGHTS. (ooc info: essy, she/her, nzt, 23)
I AM ESSY, AND THIS IS THE LAST OF MY FOUR CHILDREN, LEO CORRUCI! welcome to his world baybee 🤪
BASICS
nicknames: theoretically leo is a nickname. but please call him anything. he’s just happy you’re here
sexuality: pansexual, can and will love anyone
traits: warm, jovial, shies away from negative feelings/experiences, naive
likes: hugs! loud music! eels! reptiles! animals in general! making noise! everything!
dislikes: fighting :( having a Bad Time :( when the bass doesn’t drop :( pop music :(
family: daphne corruci (mother, npc)
TIDBITS
probably the most essential thing to understand about leo is that he. loves. he loves! that’s it that’s the sentence
raised by a single mother who convinced half of the town she was psychic and half of the town she was crazy (both halves were wrong), leo’s used to being around... eccentric people. and a lot of them. also people who don’t have great intentions. also people with heartbreakingly good intentions. he’s known and really truly cared about the spectrum of humanity and he’s Not Stopping Now
in saying that? leo didn’t have a whole lot of stable friends growing up, likely because of daphne’s... interesting... reputation. this left him with a lot of time to become obsessed with punk, metal, and screamo music, and even learn to play the drums! loud! all the time!!!!! mostly leo likes making and hearing noise. probably because he can’t handle the quiet. it lowkey makes him feel lonely :/
in fact the only time he likes being alone is when things are going Bad. leo loves to be around people and doesn’t really have any boundaries (will platonic cuddle and kiss !!!WITH CONSENT!!!) but has a compulsive, unhealthy need to only be happy and good to people. if he feels anything negative or senses things aren’t going well, he kind of dips to go process it alone. doesn’t want to drag anyone down because the most important thing in his life is keeping people around, and giving them any excuse to want to leave him? hELL NO!
currently the drummer in a punk band called eraserhead! lives with his bandmates alexa cox (dubbed leo’s ‘dad’, lead singer/guitar), theo baptiste (the dumb to his ass, keyboard), and zoe levin (ex-girlfriend, bass). he really considers them family and hates it when the girls are fighting :/ by the girls i mean literally any of them. what if they all just hugged
he looks pretty hardcore punk. leather, tattoos, piercings, but, if u haven’t gathered, the least intimidating person you could ever meet.
has no ulterior motives. literally wouldn’t have the brain power for it if he tried. always coming from a wholesome place.
has had his heartbroken... multiple times. the two most recent were zoe levin (aforementioned bandmate) and andy de luca. he’s past the zoe thing but the andy thing? still be stinging a little since she it’s not me, it’s you’d him. ultimately his outlook on love is that there’s one perfect person out there for everyone! he just hasn’t found his one yet :/
self designated himbo of carolina rogers
WANTED CONNECTIONS
truly? with leo? anything. he really isn’t the kind of make enemies intentionally, but other than that the door is WIDE OPEN! let him love u :/ break his heart :/ teach him how to count to ten :/ anything :/
#fr.intro#IT'S ALL DONNNE#the way i feel like i left out something imoportant.. oh well. i suppose he won't be known#about.
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◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s ANDREA DE LUCA and SHE is an around 24-year-old REGULAR to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for 1 YEAR & EIGHT MONTHS. I think they are a FASHION DESIGNER and I overheard them listening to UNSTEADY by X AMBASSADORS, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of SOFIA CARSON and FEELING ALONE IN A ROOM FULL OF PEOPLE, FALTERED SMILES BEHIND DESIGNER GLASSES, and THE SOUND OF HEELS AGAINST MARBLE FLOORS.
tw: drug abuse mention
hi !! my name is courtney and this is my human elite trash bag andrea !! she is gio’s little sister (she was adopted but that’s another story hey) and she will ! judge you on what kind of clothes you are wearing :/ she’s that :// kind of person :/
name: andrea eleanora de luca
nickname(s): the only person who would call her andrea is her mother, and only when she’s in trouble, otherwise it’s just andy ://
sexuality: bisexual queen
family: bart & samantha de luca (parents), aldo de luca (brother, older), giovanni de luca (brother, older) & beckett liao (nephew, younger)
she was only a few days old !! when her birth parents died,,,, supposedly,,,, and the de luca’s adopted her, probably for some pr stunt :/ or genuine kindness out of their hearts :/ but nevertheless, a spoiled life with a silver spoon in her mouth was what andrea grew up to knew, with her big brown eyes and adorable smile, it meant she was able to get away with more than what her brothers could ://
even from a young age, andrea was always so headstrong and competitive, she got what she wanted and it didn’t matter how she got it. in primary school she was always picked first in sports, she was ahead in her class, she was a mini regina george without everybody fanning over her rip andy’s rights ://
with the de luca’s being nothing more than successful, it drove andrea’s need to be better than everybody around her :// sorry if you went to school with her :// with her father being a senator, andy knew she had to at least live a pristine life, keeping things behind closed doors - so she learned, she studied hard and focused on school, aced every test, just to get her father’s attention. she kept her addiction to adhd medication a secret, her string of broken hearts and lipstick stains in the closet; all with a flutter of her eyelashes and a pretty smile.
fitting right into the de luca’s world of politics and high society, andrea got accepted into law school and it was there that her drug addiction came to a head; finally finding the confidence to confide in her mother who quietly sent her to rehab for a few months before college started on the condition that if she relapsed, she would be sent back home indefinitely. to be honest, andrea would have rather been locked away in a remote island than to go home.
she had a taste of freedom and she wanted more. andrea completed her stint at rehab and now that she was out of the house and away from the crushing pressure of being senator de luca’s daughter it was finally time to thrive and find out who andy really was. and she... really did not want to be a law student...... yikes. but still ! andy stuck it out because she ! was not going to be the second child to disappoint their parents !! when she was around 21 she met who she thought was the love :/ of her life :/ can i call double yikes??? im calling it
charlie was everything andrea thought love to be. he was charming, funny, smooth - awkward at the best times; andrea couldn’t help but love him completely. their love was a whirlwind of emotions - they talked about everything from how many kids, to what pets they wanted, talking about saving for an apartment after law school.... y’all they even got engaged :(((
planning a wedding while ??? still going to law school while deciding if you even still wanted to be a lawyer was just stress on stress .... for charlie apparently; on the day of what was supposed to be Andrea’s best day was probably one of the worst, because she was left at the alter by the person who she thought she was plannign to spend the rest of her life with ! standing there staring at an empty spot where her fiance was supposed to be with her entire family ? and high society friends ? staring at her ... embarrassing
shortly after, andy dropped out of law school and moved away. and she kept moving
she settled into new york, she went back to school eventually and worked on a fashion degree & she’s now (soon to be) starting her own fashion line ??? if she gets her shit in line !! we love a girl who has goals
i want to say gio and andy were close as kids but sudhejfkds lets be real andy was a spoiled kid who really only mellowed out in her late teens and by then it was prob too late !!! she lowkey misses him and wished she had someone to turn to ://
personality !!
she can be in a room full of people and still feel alone, she second guesses herself & who she is but ! she is still from a prestigious family so andy is outwardly elegant, poised, always with a smile on her face. she can be easily angered but since rehab she’s worked on letting go of a lot of shit that has the potential to ruin her. she knows her way around politics and a debate, though with her competitive streak comes her need for other medications she’s not prescribed so she tends to stay away from that.
in saying that though ! andy can also be manipulative to get what she wants, she’s blunt & can be overly sarcastic and critical of herself & others. especially if you have no dress sense.
in the last year or so she’s def more vulnerable and keeps more to herself, she used to revel in the spotlight but now she just kind of ? shies away from it from the last time she got bad publicity for being left at the altar :/
wanted connections !!
best friends - someone who knows allllll of this mess and can still !! put up with her shit would be !! amazing. i’m talking best friends who can potentially live together in an apartment doing !! best friend things !! g vie me
child hood friends - someone from andy’s childhood who probably ran in the same social circle as her. their families would be friends ?? u know. doctor fams, lawyer fams, ... rich fams. they don’t necessarily have to be friends now but !! someone who knew what andrea used to be like would be nice
enemies - hell fuckin yeah. someone andrea just cant stand, y’know, it can be completely one-sided on andy’s part & your characters just caught in the crossfire, or it could go both ways. idk maybe they both went to school together skdkg f
exes: since andy was a teenager & after she got left at the alter, she left a string of broken hearts wherever she went. i’m feeling if this was after that whole thing, bc andrea’s kind of... hating the idea of love, she could have rlly done a number on your character etc.
anything ! everything ! talk to me i love u all !
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◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s ROONEY RUIZ and SHE is an around 25-year-old NEWCOMER to the store, but she’s been in the neighborhood for 6 YEARS. I think they are a LAW STUDENT and I overheard her listening to WIN by NASTY CHERRY, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of CAMILA QUEIROZ and CLICKS OF RED-BOTTOM HEELS, DEBATING FOR SPORT, and GLOWING WITH SELF-SATISFACTION. (ooc info: garnet, she/her, est, 22)
hello, hello, garnet is BACK! with one intro post to go now. believe it or not, this is longer than Zoe’s. I really couldn’t stop writing, so if you just skim and go to the misc and wanted connections sections...I’ll understand.
name: rooney constaça ruiz
birthday: april 20th (aries-taurus cusp)
distinguishing features: beauty mark on her cheek, highlighted hair
sexuality: pansexual
positive traits: decisive, loyal, straightforward
negative traits: intolerant, critical, materialistic
jung type: INTJ
enneagram: 8w9
temperament: choleric
trigger warning(s): deportation
Rooney was born shouldering high expectations, placed both by her parents and by herself. This can only partially be blamed on her accomplished Manhattan family. Herman and Pippa Ruiz exemplified achieving the “American Dream.” After a childhood of growing up in the Spanish Harlem a few houses down from each other, they officially started dating after finding each other at Columbia University. Pippa dreamed of becoming a doctor, while Herman majored in business to prepare for a career on Wall Street. Fast forward ten years after the conferral of their Ivy League degrees, and the two were happily married and thriving in their respective chosen career fields.
If her parents could make something of themselves, their children could, too. So, Rooney, along with her sister Reed and brother Rory, were instilled with the need to become something groundbreaking in life. Unlike her siblings, though, Rooney knew exactly what she wanted to do from a young age: make a lot of money so that she wouldn’t have to compromise on the lifestyle that she had growing up. By age eleven, her career goals solidified and had taken shape. She knew that she was going to become a lawyer.
Nothing if not ambitious and dedicated, Rooney began reading about prominent court cases and state laws for fun.
When she told her parents about this, they were thrilled. Reed more or less followed the path paved for her, but Rory was a wayward child. As a result, the parents worried about not only how Rooney would end up, but if they were as good parents as they thought they were ( which slight electric chair ). If you asked Rooney, she would have asked that they spent more time with her instead of having so many nannies in rotation, but otherwise, objectively, they were perfectly adequate at this and only slightly out of their depth.
Her opinion of her parents changed drastically when she was about fifteen. Learning about genetics in biology class piqued her curiosity about why she appeared physically different from her parents and her siblings. She first suspected that she just received all of the recessive genes, but once she presented this to her parents, they told her the truth: Rooney was adopted when she was just an infant. She was the only one adopted out of the three Ruiz children.
The news hit Rooney hard. She was furious and from that day forward, Rooney vowed that she would never forgive them. Although she does remain in contact with her family since moving out, she has firm boundaries with her parents. They don’t push it, for the most part, but I digress.
In the years leading up to her graduation from high school, Rooney became obsessed with finding her birth parents. Her father supposedly disappeared, but public records of her mother were last updated in 2000. This kept Rooney filled with hopeful butterflies, which she was very unlike her. The girl was filled with questions: who was she, exactly? Was she like the mothers she saw on TV? Did she have another family? How many siblings did she have, that she never knew about? Her parents helped out in her search to the best of their ability, but it seemed that they were searching for a woman who didn’t want to be found.
If this were a movie, Rooney would have met her birth mother at her high school graduation. But this isn’t a movie, so Rooney did not.
However, a little before she graduated Magna Cum Laude from Columbia University, on track to enter Columbia Law for Corporate Law immediately after, Rooney received a Facebook message from a Brazilian woman living in New Jersey. Despite the impulse to block and report the profile for spam, Rooney couldn’t resist opening the notification. Good thing she did; the woman claimed to be the birth mother.
Over the next year, Rooney sporadically messaged the woman over Facebook. The more they spoke, the more Rooney searched for cracks, but everything matched the information she’d collected prior. Slowly, brick by brick, her walls diminished and she accepted that, maybe, this was the person she was so desperate to find.
Eventually, the woman asked Rooney to meet her for coffee, and Rooney accepted the invitation, albeit with strict guidelines on how this was going to go. They’d meet in public, during the day time, and Rooney had no qualms walking out at any time if she felt that the woman had any sort of malicious intent.
Her “birth mother” was smaller than Rooney expected, and in person, she could see their physical resemblance. Rooney wanted to believe that this woman was her mother, more than she wanted to believe anything in her life.
[TW: Deportation] That is, until the woman needed her help. She tearfully explained that she needed an immigration lawyer, because, without one, she might be deported back to Brazil by the end of the week. Any hope that this woman would be her birth mother, Rooney very deliberately crushed. She didn’t want to potentially meet her birth child, no, she only wanted someone who would be willing to help her.
Once the older woman finished, looking at Rooney hopefully, Rooney had taken out a business card, scribbled the contact information to one immigration lawyer she networked with, and got out of her seat after handing it to her. The woman called out after her, but Rooney didn’t look back. [/END TW]
As someone not only adopted, but who studied law as long as she has, Rooney knew that the system wasn’t going to change. The best thing that she could do was make the best out of her present circumstances, even if the best thing was never reaching out to that woman again.
tl;dr: she’s a hard-ass law student who is very decisive and knows what she wants, and who also learned she was adopted when she was fifteen. and met her birth mom when she was 21, but walked away and she’s definitely not coping with that!
MISCELLANEOUS:
Rooney and her siblings were purposely given gender neutral names in order to increase their job prospects in the future. Constaça is her birth name, which her parents kept as her middle name.
She’s 5′10″ without heels. She loves being so tall.
Her favorite fragrance is Mon Paris Eau de Parfum by Yves Saint Laurent. Of natural fragrances, her favorite scent is vanilla.
Her confidence in herself is unshakeable to its core, so she is able to adapt to her current company without doubting or losing herself. She is sociable to acquaintances, but she only has a few friends who she considers being on par with her standards.
She is VERY competitive. One of the reasons that she wanted to be a corporate lawyer is because she wanted to be more successful than her siblings. Now she has to be even more successful than her parents. We love being motivated by spite.
I didn’t mention it here, but Rooney did a lot of equestrian sports (rich people am I right?) when she was younger. It dwindled around the time she entered high school but she stayed active through being on the swim team at her high school and playing water polo for fun at Columbia.
Rooney is a family person, and one of her strengths is her loyalty. She knows this about herself but thinks she’s been dealt a very shitty hand. If you can’t tell, growing up as privileged as she has feeds into her high expectations of herself and others.
She isn’t very romantic, never has been, and as of right now, she’s not really looking for a romantic relationship.
WANTED CONNECTIONS!
OTHER LAW STUDENTS! She hasn’t graduated from law school just yet – she’s in her final year. As aforementioned she is very sociable and she’d appreciate having people who understand what it’s like to be under the demands of going to an Ivy League law school.
CHILDHOOD FRIENDS! Rooney hasn’t left New York state, so there’s a lot of potential for her to have long-term connections with people.
COLLEAGUES HER INTERNSHIP! Currently, Rooney is being mentored by Maddie Breckenridge, so she’d know a few people connected to Maddie! She’s also all about networking and, if she does say so herself, she’s a good person to know if you need to be bailed out of something. She can argue herself, and other people, out of any situation.
COLLEAGUES THROUGH SPORTS! Can’t believe I’m writing someone more or less jock adjacent, but Rooney is very active. And she knows herself well enough to know she performs better when she’s trying to outdo someone, so she’d definitely be on the lookout for a workout buddy or two.
BRUNCH SQUAD! This one sees the more light-hearted Rooney. Is it because of the mimosas? Maybe so!
AN EX! Rooney is pansexual, so gender is irrelevant. I imagine that Rooney has had only a few relationships because she’s very committed in both her relationships and she’s kind of married to her schooling. She has one ex position filled by Alexa Cox, but she can have one more. As a treat.
ANYTHING! Like this and I’ll hit you up! Or feel free to come at me with anything and we can make it work!
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◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s CAROLINA “LINA” ROGERS and SHE/HER is an around 24-year-old REGULAR to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for 3 YEARS. I think they are a PERSONAL ASSISTANT and I overheard them listening to CAROLINA by HARRY STYLES, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of KRISTINE FROSETH and CHERRY LIPSTICK STAINED CIGARETTES, SNEAKING AROUND AT 4AM, AND BROKEN GUITAR STRING SCARS. (ooc info: b, she/her, est, 21)
TW: ALCOHOLISM
name - Carolina “Lina” Rogers
birthday - March 21, 1996
zodiac sign - Pisces
hometown - Berlin, Germany/Lancaster, Pennsylvania
height - 5′5″
sexuality - heterosexual
character inspiration - Sarah Cameron (Outer Banks), Alaska Young (Looking For Alaska), Donna Sheridan (Mamma Mia)
ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ
positive - amiable, maternal, spontaneous, considerate
negative - flaky, dishonest, moody, impulsive
likes - records, butterflies, smoking, romantic comedies, good vibes
- born in Berlin, Germany to Sofia and Alexander Rogers. Alexander’s job moved him to Germany he and met Sofia about a year into his time there. They fell in love, etc. etc. and eventually had Carolina (named after the state her father was from). When she was eight they decided to move to the US, settling in Lancaster, Pennsylvania.
- Carolina doesn’t remember a whole lot about living in Germany, only that moving to the US was a big adjustment for her and her mother. She spoke with an accent for quite some time after moving, but eventually worked on dropping it after relentless teasing from her peers. To this day she’ll insist that she doesn’t remember much German, though if you press her long enough (especially a few drinks in), you’ll learn that she can still speak it with an almost perfect accent.
- As Carolina grew older she started to notice how frequently her mother drank, often passing out by 5pm and leaving Carolina to fend for herself. She relied heavily on her father to take care of her, and when he wasn’t home she learned to fend for herself, eventually becoming the primary caretaker for her mother in addition to taking care of herself.
- Because of this she was also left unsupervised, making it incredibly easy for her to sneak out of the house and get up to whatever trouble was available for her. In High School she was the go-to person if you wanted to shake things up, thinking outside the box for new ways to have fun with her friends. She’s known for being spontaneous, though that easily melts into impulsiveness, often getting her into more trouble than whatever she did was worth.
- College flew by without much hassle, feeling almost just like High School for her. She studied Communications, though she would have preferred to not go at all. She always wanted to be in a band, but music endeavors never seemed to take off for her. Now, the only person who gets to hear her play guitar is her neighbors through the thin wall of her apartment.
- Landed a job as a personal assistant pretty much straight out of college, it was meant to be temporary, but she found herself liking it- even if her boss does run her like crazy. She can’t really see herself working in any sort of traditional setting, so for now it’s perfect.
- Has had her heart broken/has broken hearts a million times, but one in particular really stuck with her. Since it happened she can’t find it in her to put herself back out there for real, it scares her to know that she can feel so deeply for someone and just how bad it can hurt if they leave.
**connections page can be found here !
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◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s EZRA GREENE and HE/HIM is an around 25-year-old CASUAL VISITOR to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for 7 YEARS. I think they are a TATTOO ARTIST and I overheard them listening to MODERN LONELINESS by LAUV, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of ALEX FITZALAN and ARMS LINED WITH TATTOOS, IMPULSE PURCHASES FROM AMAZON, AND FALLING IN LOVE WITH STRANGERS ON THE TRAIN. (ooc info: b, she/her, est, 21)
TW: DEATH, DRUG MENTION & MENTAL HEALTH
name - Ezra Greene
birthday - July 14, 1995
zodiac sign - Cancer
hometown - Los Angeles, California
height - 5′11″
sexuality - Bisexual
character inspiration - Nino Quincampoix (Amélie: The Musical), Spencer Shay (iCarly), Chris Miles (Skins), Phoebe Buffay (Friends)
ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ
positive - loyal, caring, passionate,
negative - passive, unorganized, irresponsible
likes - art, painting, smoking, partying, records, mamma mia
- Grew up with celebrity lawyers for parents, so everything was always very strict and serious around their house He Spent the first few years of his life being raised by nannies, but as time went on his mom wanted to spend more time with him, so she quit being a lawyer to be a stay at home mom.
- Ezra absolutely adored his mom, whenever it was just the two of them things were much more relaxed. She was the one who introduced him to art. She bought him his first set of paints, and took him to museums. While his father always expected him to go to law school, his mother supported his dreams of going to art school. This led to a lot of arguments between his parents.
- When Ezra was fifteen his mom got sick, and not long after his sixteenth birthday she passed away. Both him and his father took it really hard, but instead of bringing them together it forced them further apart. Their house was mostly filled with silence, and Ezra’s dad started working more, which left Ezra home alone most of the time.
- When it came time for Ezra to go to college, his father insisted that he was to enroll pre-law. If he refused, he’d be cut off financially, so he did it. However, he didn’t care about his schoolwork and easily fell into partying, so by the end of his first semester he found himself dropping out.
- When he returned from school, before he was kicked out, Ezra came home to a new stepmother. His father hadn’t mentioned getting married until they were in the car nearly home, and it all came as a big shock to Ezra. Suddenly there was another woman sitting in his mom’s seat and drinking out of her favorite mug. It’s not that he doesn’t like his stepmother, she’s perfectly nice and he’s cordial towards her, but he can’t get past the feeling that she’s trying to replace his mother.
- His father cut him off after he was kicked out, so he spent about a year couch surfing and saving up money before he decided to move out to New York. He loaded up his car with all his things and drove cross country by himself, starting an apprenticeship at a local tattoo shop.
- Since he was a child he’s struggled a lot with his mental health. He goes on and off medications and often skips therapy sessions, preferring to attempt and take care of things himself.
- tldr: has a ‘no dad, its your dream’ complex, moved to nyc to start a career as a tattoo artist, struggles with mental health issues, loves mamma mia, and is overall a soft boy.
**connections page found here
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◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s NIAMH BLACK and SHE is an around 25-year-old NEWCOMER to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for 8 MONTHS. I think she is a MUSICAL ARTIST and I overheard them listening to NUMBER ONE FAN by MUNA and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of MEDALION RAHIMI and ALL EYES BEING ON YOU, EXPENSIVE PERFUME, and MULBERRY SILK. (ooc info: essy, she/her, nzt, 23)
i don’t think i’m going to shock any of u when i say: this is essy. i play 500 characters and that’s healthy. MEET NIAMH!
BASICS
nicknames: the way i cannot think of a nickname for ‘niamh’
sexuality: pan af
traits: charming, commanding, self-serving, duplicitous
likes: being adored, getting likes, tactile experiences (silk, massages, the cool metal of jewellery)
dislikes: not being the centre of attention, the mundane, dealing with emotions
family: two parents, three (much older) siblings (npcs)
TIDBITS
niamh is! an aspiring! pop star! when i say pop star and not musician i mean it. sure, she has a passion for music, and she does love being talented, but ultimately? it’s about the adoration. it’s about the luxury. it’s about the more than this provincial life
she’s the youngest of four children, but the youngest by about? 15 years? so has the double whammy of being baby of the family and an only child for all intents and purposes. she doesn’t really keep in contact with her family; they live back in her hometown, which she hasn’t stepped foot in since she left seven years ago. it wasn’t particularly that she had any bad experiences there, or even bad memories, or even a bad life, just that it was average. and? niamh will always choose anything over average. that includes bad. can and will live for the drama.
which brings me to my next point! she can be incredibly.. how do you say... shitty! on the flip side, she can also being wildly affectionate. it truly depends on who you are, what you can offer, and what she’s looking for in that moment. all things being equal, she’d rather people liked her than disliked her, so she’ll generally at least start off nice. she can be dismissive if she really feels like there’s nothing to gain from a situation but usually,,, she’ll find something she wants from u :/
this is not to say she can’t really care about people! eden graves and rooney ruiz are good examples of this. these are her best friends and she would? truly? give them anything. niamh is very selfish but when she’s ready to let people in, they fall under that self-umbrella. so while she’s going out to reap for herself she’s reaping for her favourite people, too. will kill anyone so they can get a promotion. really not bad to have on your side
BUT CANNOT BE TRUSTED! if you don’t actually have a real connection with niamh, she will betray you. [regina george voice] this girl is the nastiest skank bitch I've ever met. do not trust her.
lives with aforementioned best friend eden graves, which is a good thing because while niamh has expensive taste? she does not have the funds. has recently signed up to championship recordings and has exactly one song you might hear on the radio now and then, but certainly hasn’t taken off (niamh: YET!) so to live her luxury dreams? a celebrity bestie is a must
her heart cannot be located
favourite colour is red, least favourite colour is blue, can’t stand risotto or knitting
WANTED CONNECTIONS
dare i say... CHILDHOOD FRIEND? secretly i think it might be nice to give niamh some depth by having a connection to someone much more down to earth, who’s known her all her life. they wouldn’t be fooled by her extravagance. they could still be close, or they could really, really not get along anymore. either way, niamh’s obsessed with them JSGKS you won’t be left alone!!!
ENEMIES. niamh was built for enemies. professional rivalry, not responding to her the way she wants to be responded to, being boring -- all offenses that cannot be forgiven. saying all that, if niamh cannot stand someone she will still be around them for extended periods of time because it’s more interesting than just idk getting coffee? she doesn’t know what normal people do
a GOOD INFLUENCE. god forbid she know someone nice who says hey niamh don’t be mean :/ she would proceed to not be mean whenever they were around out and that’s Something
FRENEMIES ugh we love some fakes
ANYTHING!! i just want to be Held by connections yk
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◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s REED RUIZ and HE is an around 24-year-old NEWCOMER to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for FOUR MONTHS. I think they are a BOXER/DEALER and I overheard them listening to BAD GUY by BILLIE EILISH, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of TOMMY MARTINEZ and CHAIN SMOKING CIGARETTES, BLOODIED KNUCKLES, AND SLEEPING IN UNTIL 2PM . (ooc info: b, she/her, est, 21)
TW: DRUNK DRIVING
name - Reed Ruiz
birthday - March 21, 1996
zodiac sign - Aries
hometown - Manhattan, NY
height - 6′2″
sexuality - bisexual
character inspiration - Caleb Rivers (Pretty Little Liars), Alex Karev (Grey’s Anatomy), Jess Mariano (Gilmore Girls), Mickey Milkovich (Shameless),
playlist - bad guy - billie eilish // i did something bad - taylor swift // crying lightning - artic monkeys // cough syrup - young the giant
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positive - hardworking, caring, loyal, committed
negative - impatient, harsh, cynical, selfish
- baby of his family and younger brother to the one and only rooney ruiz
- lived up to the name by being a complete crybaby for the first ten-ish years of his life. cried over everything- scrapes, sad movies, when his parents or sisters fought. literally anything.
- he grew out of his crybaby phase by the time he was a teenager, but remained a pretty good kid overall. following his parents orders to be a well-rounded member of society. played sports, got good grades, etc.
- however, when he was sixteen he fell in love for the first time, with a boy, jack, two years older than him and much worse off financially. it was through jack that he fell into the party scene, quitting sports and starting to let his grades slip. he felt like he was finally discovering who he really was outside of the mold his parents had created for him and his sisters.
- [TW: DRUNK DRIVING] despite living in manhattan, reed had begged his parents for a car. his boyfriend lived outside of the city, and he liked the feeling of being able to get up and go whenever he wanted. he’d driven them to a party, under the pretense that jack would be the designated driver for the night. by the time they left, reed was too drunk to notice that jack was as well. they wound up crashing into a tree, and thankfully both made it out with minimal injuries. despite the fact that he wasn’t driving, reed pulled them both out of the car before the police arrived and took the blame. he knew that things would be easier on him than jack, especially because he was a minor and jack wasn’t and had money when jack didn’t. [END TW]
- after the incident (thats what reed likes to call it), his parents kept him under lock and key. he decided that if they were going to treat him like a criminal, he’d live up to it. he continued to act out through the rest of high school, and skipped town the moment he graduated.
- he spent a few years drifting from city to city, in and out of relationships, and between jobs. its not exactly an unusual occurrence for him to call his parents with some sob story, begging them for just a little bit more money.
- one of his roommates was a boxer, and let reed tag along with him to the gym. it peaked reed’s interest and he started training along with him, and discovered he was actually pretty good at it. he’s still fighting at an amateur level, but he’s doing his best to work his way up to the pros.
- found himself in crown heights chasing some girl, and stayed pretty much on accident. he’s somewhat happy to be near his family again, though he’s not sure how long he plans to stay.
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◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s MADDISON BRECKENRIDGE and SHE is an around 29-year-old CASUAL VISITOR to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for 29 YEARS. I think they’re a CEO and I overheard them listening to I GET MONEY by 50 CENT, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of DAKOTA JOHNSON and STABBING SOMEONE IN THE FRONT, A CITY VIEW, and SLEEPING ON A BED OF MONEY. (ooc info: essy, she/her, nzt, 23)
look to ur left. look to ur right. both empty. it’s just us here, me and u. essy and u. now look me in my eyes. it’s time to know maddison.
nicknames: maddie, ‘son’ to her father who wishes he had a legitimate son haha we love to have fun here at essy hq
sexuality: hey hey, bi bi bi bi
traits: ambitious, calculating, entitled, daring
likes: expensive wine, the outdoors, taking her moods out on others!
dislikes: inefficiency, people who make excuses, not being in control
family: william breckenridge (npc, father), michaela breckenridge (npc, mother), more probably but what does she know
INFO
MADDISON! BRECKENRIDGE! is an only child. and by that i mean the only child her father had with his wife, maddie’s mother. willy brecks is a proud man who very much does not reference the multiple children he’s fathered with other women because frankly, it would be impolite to bring it up. he feel so strongly this way that despite the fact he really kind of envisioned leaving everything to a son, with maddie being the only of his legitimate children, by the time she was eight he started preparing her for a life of Telling People What to Do.
boy is she a quick learner. maddison is an unapologetic nightmare whose only grace is her ability to convince herself she can handle any situation she’s in. let me be clear, this is not a conscious effort: being raised richer than god himself means that it’s maddie’s second nature to assume everything the light touches is hers.
unsurprisingly? she’s not great at connecting with people on a normal level. most of the connections she made growing up were similarly spoiled brats, or people who were along for the gravy train. not that it mattered to maddie, though. she’s been singularly focused on business and breaking people for as long as she can remember.
so, maddie can’t lie. when her father finally had a stroke at the age of 63, leaving him conceding to an early retirement, she was ecstatic. it’s not like he died, after all, and finally at 26, she would be in control! n*ce.
surprisingly, breckenrige & co’s employees and clientele alike weren’t expecting things to go from bad to worse when maddie took over from her father. perhaps they’d assumed the apple would fall a little farther from the tree? or at least? be the same? tree? but, no. while william breckenridge, who built his business himself, saw the value in treating your talent well, maddie’s outlook is this: it’s a dog eat dog world, and the only people she wants to do business with are the people who have the biggest teeth.
because of this! however! maddie doesn’t have a wealth of friends. never has. which means that she kind of gets attached to people in ways you wouldn’t expect. an excellent example of this is her personal assistant, lina, who she takes joy in torturing but who is also? quite literally? one of her favourite people. she does this with a lot of people. you may not know it, but maddie loves you.
WANTED CONNECTIONS:
STEP SIBLINGS: I AM BEGGING U. illegitimate children of william breckenridge put your paws up! maddie, if she knew of her siblings, would be fond of them in a i would kill you if i had to but i’d be sad about it kind of way.
FRIENDS: i don’t know who you have to be to get behind this, but if we can make it work? we can make it work.
EMPLOYEES: there is no limit to how many businesses are shadow owned by breckenridge & co, but working in the building in particular? will mean you know the nightmare CEO
BUSINESS PARTNERS: now i’m having flashbacks to my business degree
HOOK UP: no strings!
ANYTHING ELSE!!!
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◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s GIOVANNI DE LUCA and HE is an around 27-year-old NEWCOMER to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for 8 MONTHS. I think he is a PAINTER and I overheard them listening to FLAGPOLE SITTA by MAGNIFICENT TRACERS, and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of LUKE PASQUALINO and A PAINT SPLATTERED ROOM, FRESHLY MADE PASTA, and A MIDDLE FINGER TO THE WORLD. (ooc info: essy, she/her, nzt, 23)
hello everyone!! i am essy!! nice to MEET U!! giovanni.. is such an old muse. deserves zero rights. with that in mind LET’S LEARN MORE.
nicknames: gio! i guess u could call him van. no one ever has and i don’t know why they’d start but
sexuality: hettie. u hate to see it
traits: callous, dismissive, loyal, creative
likes: (some) art, cooking, his wife, maybe three other people
dislikes: fast food, most people, long walks on the beach
family: eden graves (wife), andrea de luca (sister), aldo de luca (npc, brother), beckett liao (npc, son) bart and samantha de luca (npcs, parents)
now? for some BACKGROUND (TW: mention of suicide, drug use)
i’m tempted to say gio has been a bitch since birth. and that’s because he’s a scorpio. i’M JUST KIDDING SCORPIO RIGHTS but? i can say that giovanni was always the black sheep of the family.
born into a prestigious bloodline, with no branch of the de luca tree sprouting anything less than doctors, politicians, lawyers, or otherwise names in high places, gio was... an anomaly. though his father was a senator, and his brother was looking to follow in those footsteps, this middle child never particularly felt any drive to do something “important”, as his father would say.
luckily, the black sheep of this generation could bond with the black sheep of the earlier generation! uncle ricky and little gio were pretty much inseparable. only ten years older, gio thought of his uncle as more of a cool cousin you look forward to seeing at the family reunions than an authority figure.
a chef, ricky taught gio how to cook! it’s how they bonded. big part of why gio is such a #KitchenKing to this day.
but gio always knew ricky wasn’t super happy. the concept to little gio’s mind was always an elusive one. because, sure, gio didn’t feel like he fit in with his family, and he felt misunderstood, but he didn’t feel sad-sad, not in the way uncle ricky did, where he wouldn’t get out of bed for days at a time. so, in the very least, when giovanni was sixteen and ricky left, he wasn’t angry with him. he knew how hard it was. it didn’t make it any easier to be without his favourite person, though. maybe the only person who understood him.
giovanni definitely went off the rails after that. soon enough, he came to new york for college, studying classical and fine arts, which provided him with enough freedom to do whatever the fuck he wanted, which tended to be! bad things! being the son of a rich senator meant the funds to access coke and hookers and, wow, the way gio was hitting two birds with one stone by having fun and publicly embarrassing his father!
it was only when he got a girl pregnant that with the help of his best friend briar he got his shit together a little. IT WAS DEFINITELY A LONG ROAD, and giovanni’s definitely still a shit! but now gio’s a shit who has some self respect. some.
soon enough, gio met the love of his life, eden graves! boy does he simp for her. witness it and shake your heads with me.
now, gio’s at a stage in his life where he’s like, vaguely aware that he should be letting his four year old son get to know gio’s family. don’t get him wrong, giovanni still hates them, but now that he knows his sister andy’s in town... some reconciliation rights? look, he’ll try, but no promises.
WANTED CONNECTIONS
so you’ve made it this far. brave of u. be rewarded with possible plots:
COUSINS: must i? explain? if u come from a successful family.. maybe so...
CHILDHOOD/LONG TERM FRIENDS: giovanni is... hard to befriend. but don’t we all have those people we knew when we were three whose posts we still like on facebook? do we all still use facebook? anyway. whether they still get along, barely talk to each other, or have come to dislike each other... i’m about it
PARTY BUDDIES/COLLEGE FRIENDS: from the days past!! they could still be a bad influence,, or have cleaned up too,, or just look at gio like :/ wtf bro u went square :/ because he sure did
RIVALS: gio’s a painter! he holds gallery opens etc frequently. if ur in the same line of work...
ANYTHING ELSE!!! whatever you can think of, or organic rights! either way... i look forward to rp’ing with u... love u
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◊ ♫ ◊— look what the cat dragged in! that’s [BEATRICE HARPER] and [SHE/HER] are/is an around [25]-year-old [CASUAL VISITOR] to the store, but they’ve been in the neighborhood for [5 YEARS]. I think they are a(n) [EMPLOYEE AT ROSE DINER] and I overheard them listening to [ROLLER DERBY SAVED MY SOUL] by [UNCLE LEON & THE ALIBIS], and, I dunno man, it seemed pretty fitting. Like, call me shallow but I look at them and think of [MILENA TSCHARNTKE] and [FRESHLY SCRAPED KNEES, BURPING CONTESTS WHILE TRYING TO CATCH POPCORN IN YOUR MOUTH, WORN OUT ROLLER BLADES]. (ooc info: chels/toon, she/her, est, 23)
hi it’s your girl toon, ready to give you love!!!
SOME BASICS ABOUT TRIX
Birthplace: Ridgewood, Queens
Sexuality: Bisexual
Birthday: May 27th, 1995 (Gemini)
Personality: Trix is full of fire and energy. She craves fun and colorful personalities, she loves to say long live rock & roll like a super fan while barely knowing all the classics. Her favorite day of the week is Lazy Sundays which is just an excuse to stay in her three day old pajamas all day while eating popcorn and binge watching television, she absolutely hates being 25 (one day she’ll blink and be 30, and then she’ll have to kill herself), shitty action films make up her entire DVD collection (yes, she still has DVDs), and due to being heavily invested in the NYC Roller Derby community (and just downright careless) she is queen of the mystery bruises. She doesn’t have the best sense of personal space and social cues, often saying the first thing that comes to mind, but she’s really just out here trying to be herself.
Music: Trix is not musically inclined. She loves music but she’s never played an instrument in her life and is more of an audience/the type of person to sit at a drum set and go berserk, raising her arms at the end and screaming I LOVE YOU NEW YORK!
A BRIEF HISTORY (ALWAYS....POTENTIAL TO BE EDITED)
Trix was born Beatrice Harper, but Trix was something her father used to call her as a kid. She has since reclaimed it, integrating it into her roller derby life. She was born and raised in Queens, only recently moving to Crown Heights five years ago with her entire family (her biological grandmother, her two biological younger half-siblings, her step mother, and her older non biological brother.)
Her father, Jonas Harper, married fellow New York native Sandra Rubio, when Trix was seven and Sandra’s son was 11. Her father was the primary breadwinner of the family, moving in his mother, and having a full house as Sandra had two more kids. Trix always had a super close bond with her siblings.
When her father died her junior year of high school, she felt her family cripple under the financial burden, and instead of pursuing her own dreams she opted for working when she could to help contribute. (It’s not like she had an inch of an idea what she wanted to do with her life anyway.)
She’s been working at on-and-off at Rose Dinner ever since, and they let her wear her skates at work because the guests tip her better when she does. She’s left a few times to pursue other jobs but her restlessness and inability to commit keeps her coming back. She still lives at home because it makes the bills easier if they all contribute, but also because moving out means like...being an adult? They moved to Crown Heights a few years ago.
Half of the time her grandmother is telling her she’s lazy and not working enough, and the other half of the time her older brother is telling her she’s selling herself short. Truth is, she’s been holding onto the guise of responsibility and family as an excuse not to change what she’s used to.
What brings her the most joy is Roller Derby. Her father was the first person to put her on roller blades as a kid, and she grew up skating, but only got into roller derby after graduating high school. She plays for Honey Punch, and her best friends on her team who she’ll often refer to as their skate names are Dollface, Lady MacDeath, Jenny Jawbreaker, and Banshee. She started going by Trix again when she started roller derby, which made her feel like she had a connection to her dad, and her skate name is The Terminatrix (yes, she did that).
Her goal is to eventually try out for the Gotham Girls Roller Derby in October, but it’s complicated.
Overall she’s a little kid in a big kid’s body, and she uses humor to cover up the fact that she’s actually pretty lost.
WANTED CONNECTIONS
Skate Friends: People/skateboarders/etc who go to the skate park or skate meet ups, where they can hang out or take videos of each other.
Best Friends: Trix is from New York, so others who have also been here since their childhood/teenage years that could be long term good friends with her would be awesome! Any other friends too! She’s pretty clingy and while she tries her best to be loyal, she is the type to switch up plans with minimal warning. I see her friends often thinking “Typical Trix” and may even get frustrated with her sometimes. She thinks the people in her life will always be there, and honey that just ain’t true.
Coworkers: Trix has been working at Rose Diner for years now and the staff there feels like a little community. Growing up in Queens she’s also big on doing stuff for the community/locals, like delivering groceries to her elderly neighbor when she can. If your character has a family that might know her, or they’re someone to post flyers around the neighborhood about community based events or meet ups, let’s collab!
Exes/Flings: I normally don’t pre-plot romances and I’m not attached to this because I love the organic route but Trix has just lived here her whole life and she is very forward but kind of a spaz so I imagine they have to exist LOL.
If you have any ideas feel free to hit me up c:
#if you were confused reading this me too i cannot help you#may edit it bc i wrote most of it on the spot but i may make her brother a wanted connection#fr.intro#bio#IM OPEN TO ALLL PLOTS!!! :)#did i check for spelling errors? why of course not good sir
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