𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣

         the lights change with the song.  violets and blues, soft on the face and a lean, promising body.  but eyes ------ they stay flat and black, and this boy’s stare glitters in the hazy darkness with a secret the two share and a little more.  he wears danger like a favorite jacket.  with that mockery of a grin twisting those full lips, he knows it, too.  taking a sip of his drink, siwon thinks that a boy like this could get him into a lot of trouble.  yet he runs full speed into the flashing lights with a slow, pure smile, licking the alcohol from his lips.

          “a favor? i just wanted a smoke.”  siwon says, coy innocence that’s anything but.  the music's loud and he speaks low, a grumble from the chest that clashes with the high, frantic beats shaking the air around them.  “professional like yourself ------” leans closer, close enough for the boy to smell the goddamn cologne on siwon's skin,  “should know to get paid first.  demanding it after?”  siwon shakes his head and clicks his tongue as he draws back,  “tacky.”

              “ ------- just let me go, man ------- ”  a body on the ground’s not what he expects when siwon shoulders open the back door of the club.  it’s better.  the alleyway's ripe with half-rotten trash and salty sea air but siwon knows he’s stumbled on something biblical.  night swallows them up, a blade of the orange from a distant streetlight illuminates one body.  broad and confident, wide with command.  movement reveals another, shaking and desperate against the grime.  the door closes softly behind him and two bodies in the alley become three, siwon still holding a goddamn lighter between two fingers and a cigarette tucked behind an ear.  stay, stay, stay---  rooted, eyes as bright as the glint of the gun under the moon.  there’s a body lying not ten feet from him and siwon leans against the wall and flicks a wheel, lights up and gets ready for a show. 

              either he or the boy look like salvation because siwon hears a final  “please” before the final, quiet pop.  the club’s bass is thundering, night thriving in the street just outside.  there’s nothing climactic about a soul leaving a body in this shithouse but siwon feels it all the same, eyes captured on the spot where a fist goes slack and all that fight leaves in a single, final breath.  the moment’s over as soon as it’s begun, but siwon’s feeling a lightness in his chest.  the  feeling after a good fuck, the feeling of slowing down after driving too fast.  short but satisfying.  reverb of a better pleasure.  aftershocks wired.  his eyes go from the slack, open grip to the one holding the gun and siwon just------   smiles.  enjoyed the show, babe.  siwon drops the still-glowing cigarette to the ground and heads back inside for the bar.  like nothing’s even happened.  not even a word.

⋆  ◦  *  CHARACTER —— background.

Is there such a thing as loving a child too much?  The Jeons would say  no, of course not. For all they knew, Siwon’s birth was a blessing for an elderly, unlucky couple; a beautiful baby in their arms after years of trying so hard.  But for all of the devotion Siwon’s parents gave, to Seoul and the rest of the world, they were nothing.  It’s a strange transition; going from prince to pauper, and it as a transition Siwon’s never taken to very well.  The world can be a cold place for a middle-class family, and Siwon did not appreciate being ignored.  Careful steps started Siwon down a path of stars and adoration.  First, with an orchestra where they performed symphony after symphony.  Then, with their face, pretty and youthful that caught a lucky talent scout’s eye.  And finally, with their command of a camera and the way they moved a country to tears.  They became a star easily.  A fresh face who’s schedule spilled over the margins, but it still wasn’t enough to have them on their knees.  Siwon looked to the west and saw more, saw yet another kingdom to conquer.  After finding Los Angeles and New York City too crowded for their taste, Siwon moved to Victoria and has easily found a place in the budding talent industry. Today, it’s a soap opera that’s become a viral success and a theater stage with a promising future.  What will it be tomorrow?

⋆  ◦  *  ZODIAC SIGN —— capricorn.

❝ Capricorn is a sign that represents time and responsibility, and its representatives are traditional and often very serious by nature. These individuals possess an inner state of independence that enables significant progress both in their personal and professional lives. They are masters of self-control and have the ability to lead the way, make solid and realistic plans, and manage many people who work for them at any time. They will learn from their mistakes and get to the top based solely on their experience and expertise. ❞ ( x )

personality quirks: ambitious, obsessive, pessimistic, relentless, sensitive, disciplined, steadfast, materialistic, protective, judgmental

⋆  ◦  *  PERSONALITY TYPE —— intj.

❝ Architects accept and work with inconsistencies that make perfect sense to them – at least from a purely rational standpoint. For example, Architects can be both the most positive dreamers and the bitterest pessimists at the same time. On the positive side, these personalities believe nothing is impossible with enough effort, intellect, and thought. But there is usually another side to most beliefs. On the negative side, they might also believe that people are usually too lazy, unimaginative, or selfish to reach hard goals – but this idea won’t put them off chasing their own. ❞  ( x )

personality quirks: independent, critical, analytical, perfectionist, rational, confident, imaginative, strategic, curious, decisive, arrogant

⋆  ◦  *  CHARACTER ALIGNMENT —— neutral evil.

❝ A neutral evil villain does whatever she can get away with. She is out for herself, pure and simple. She sheds no tears for those she kills, whether for profit, sport, or convenience. She has no love of order and holds no illusion that following laws, traditions, or codes would make her any better or more noble. On the other hand, she doesn't have the restless nature or love of conflict that a chaotic evil villain has. ❞  ( x )

⋆  ◦  *  CHARACTER —— miscellaneous.

Hobbies: long naps. watching the sunset. popping up in page six. movies at home. spa days. sculpting. cleaning their apartment. video games. cooking. trolling social media. rehearsing lines. taking acting classes. playing the piano. reading.

Vices: champagne. spicy food. cigarettes. greed. envy. vanity. surprises.

Personal style: effortless. sophisticated. a mix of masculine and feminine silhouettes, colors, and styles. likes skinny or fitted jeans and oversized blouses. loves layers. adores tacky, kitschy things they’ll find at mom n’ pop shops or at the thrift store. will wear a blazer or cardigan with anything. a sunglasses hoe. earrings and skinny bracelets. beanies and hats. sneakers and loafers.

Occupations: actor.

⋆  ◦  * WANTED —— arcs.

— Siwon is on the fringes of the Alliance’s circle. The only connections he knows of are his drug dealers ------ and then he only suspects, doesn’t know for certain. He’s new to the city, still learning just how much the Alliance has it’s claws in the institutions. Even then, his information’s secondhand, thanks to a few who’ve let things slip when they’re together. He’s intrigued. There’s a hunger he feels, a hunger to know and to get involved. Wants more than a life on the silver screen but hasn’t figured a way in. He will soon. That, he’s certain of.

— A self-centered glutton needs as many friends as anyone else. Siwon’s surrounded himself with flatterers who need an in to the circles he’s attached to, and to the realists who keep him grounded. Sure, he’d stab in the back any chance he could get, but there’s one or two best friends that he loves almost as much as he loves himself. As he seeks to sink his teeth into the true grit and power this city promises, who else will fall into his wings ------ and who will fall out?

— There’s those who see right through him. Past the smiles, the interviews, the quiet nights spent at premiers and openings and know him for the serpent he is. There’s not many, he’s a careful actor, after all, and whether they like the danger he wants and sees the promise is up for question. Siwon could prove to be a powerful ally or a devastating cost, who will be the first to see that?

⋆  ◦  *  CHARACTER —— background.

Shayla’s spent her entire life in her mother shadow reaching for the sun.  A fierce defender of the voiceless, Shayla’s mother was one of the earliest outspoken critics of Victoria’s powerful elite, an activist waving a flag in the middle of a war.  Living was dangerous then, but Shayla was told it as all worth it.  And maybe she didn’t understand it then, didn’t appreciate the full gravity of what her mother was sacrificing.  In the moment, all she knew was they walked looking over their shoulders and that she could never go anywhere after dark.  Growing up, Shayla was a constant disappointment, giving her mother all the trouble she experienced in her youth.  Parties.  Girls.  Bad grades.  Skipping class and blowing curfew.  Teenage rebellion didn’t leave her even when she left the teen years behind ------ but it did bite her in the ass when she wanted to go to college.  Trying to grow up with a shabby starting point as rough, but she did it.  Community college degree; a decent job that paid just enough to cover student loans and a shitty apartment.  Her mother didn’t offer to help.  Shayla didn’t bother asking.  Just like always, she could do just fine on her own.  A few years and some very choice decisions with her finances, though, left her in a tight bind.  Debtors breathing down her neck and a credit score shot to shit.  The Alliance sniffed out her desperation like sharks to blood and offered her a proposition.  Days from losing her house and living on the street, Shayla agreed.  Building a campaign on the back of her deceased mother’s name with Alliance money, Shayla ran for city council and won a seat.  Has been keeping it warm for the Alliance for years.  Watching the deck stack against her, Shayla can’t help but wonder --- when will it all come falling down?

⋆  ◦  *  ZODIAC SIGN —— sagittarius.

❝ It's no surprise that Jupiter, the planet of abundance, spirituality, and growth, governs Sagittarius. With so many journeys under their belt, Sagittarians are excellent storytellers and can light up any room with their exhilarating tales and infectious laughter. Effortlessly magnetic, Sags easily attract friends and lovers with their senses of humor. They're the comedians of the zodiac and infuse all of their conversations with wit and "no bullshit" bluntness. While their bon mots are unmatched, Sags must remember to keep their sharp tongues in check. Though they know a lot, they don’t know everything — and if they're not careful, they can come off as pretentious or arrogant. ❞ ( x )

personality quirks: generous, idealistic, impatient, undiplomatic, independent, extroverted, adaptable, adventurous, honest, benevolent

⋆  ◦  *  PERSONALITY TYPE —— estp.

❝ ESTPs are outgoing, straight-shooting types. Enthusiastic and excitable, ESTPs are “doers” who live in the world of action. Blunt, straight-forward risk-takers, they are willing to plunge right into things and get their hands dirty. They live in the here-and-now, and place little importance on introspection or theory. The look at the facts of a situation, quickly decide what should be done, execute the action, and move on to the next thing. ❞  ( x )

personality quirks: overdramatic, impatient, suspicious, practical, spontaneous, reckless, restless, perceptive, chaotic, energetic, tenacious

⋆  ◦  *  CHARACTER ALIGNMENT —— chaotic good.

❝ A chaotic good character acts as his conscience directs him with little regard for what others expect of him. He makes his own way, but he’s kind and benevolent. He believes in goodness and right but has little use for laws and regulations. He hates it when people try to intimidate others and tell them what to do. He follows his own moral compass, which, although good, may not agree with that of society. ❞  ( x )

⋆  ◦  *  CHARACTER —— miscellaneous.

Hobbies: maxing out credit cards. shopping. morning jogs in the park. gardening in the office. imagining world domination. pinterest-ing. facebook stalking the competition. kickboxing class. gambling. being bitter about the alliance.

Vices: power. platinum credit cards. cheesecake. anger.

Personal style: button-down blouses. tailored slacks. smooth skirts. heels higher than heaven. bangles, earrings, and necklaces. loves all colors --- neutrals and jewel tones. inspired a lot by european fashion. strives for a simple, “tasteful,” and expensive aesthetic, but also loves to shine under the florida sun. hardly wears the same thing twice. adores scarves. 

Occupations: city councilwoman.

⋆  ◦  * WANTED —— arcs.

— After three years, you’d expect for her hatred of the Alliance to temper. No. It’s grown. Festered like an open wound. Some sense her disdain, watch her closely. She’s never held her tongue before, why would she now? Others understand, the one or two loyal faces she’s spoken openly --- dumbly? --- about this with. She’s tired. Tired of the violence and tired of the havoc. One day, she’ll see this all crumble. One day, she’ll stand atop the rubble victorious. 

— Friends. Faces. Ones who remind her there’s more to life than lying and stealing and twisting and thieving. Whether they’re shopping pals, brunch buddies, or event goers, Shayla’s thrilled to see their faces and they never talk about the Alliance, even if they’re apart of it. If Shayla hasn’t explicitly told them she’s indebted to the Alliance, they’d never guess. She tends to keep it this way.

— She’s married. Unhappily so. Whether they began as a happy couple or not is nothing but a memory. Three years of secrecy would do this to any foundation. A new face attracts Shayla’s attention and makes her question her vows ------ but for now, imagining’s better than anything. There’s also a string of ex-lovers of all genders in her past, twisted in relationships that’ve crumbled to hatred or latched on indifference.