THE EXCHANGE.

THE EXCHANGE is a 21+ finance drama, brimming with decadent intrigue and drawing inspiration from Industry, Saltburn, and Gossip Girl. Set against the backdrop of the mid-2010s, this narrative unfolds within the opulent, glittering corridors of Aston Holdings, New York's most elite investment firm.

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EPHEURETÉS. 34. M. ⸺ SHAREHOLDER, BOARD MEMBER. BACKSTORY

Your memory is a wound that never heals, always raw and gnawing at you. Your childhood is a blur, jagged and unformed, like a dream you’ve tried to forget. Your mother’s face is the only constant, always watching you, as though you’re already dead. You tried, once, to seek her warmth, but all you found was coldness rattling back at you. Nothing you did mattered. You never learned how to be seen. The ache in your chest suffocates, and you fill it with anger, with the need to control. It’s the only thing that makes sense—the power, the chase. You’ve learned to lie in the stillness of it, to wait, to become the thing that moves unseen. When you finally take what you want, there’s no satisfaction, only a hunger that grows sharper each time. It’s never enough. When you reach out for what you crave, it always slips away, leaving you empty. It doesn’t matter who it belongs to—you just need it, need to consume it until you’re unrecognizable. Your body is a map of longing, buried beneath silence. You move through the world like a ghost, taking what you want but never truly connecting. Your skin is just a barrier between you and the love you’ll never know. The hunger gnaws at the edges of your mind, always circling back. Things never stay enough, the desires never fade. The things you chase don’t stay caught. You’ve learned to destroy, but not to fill the void. So you keep chasing, keep reaching, until there’s nothing left. And even then, the ache remains. It’s not about the conquest anymore, but the need—the feeling of grasping what you can’t have. When it all fades, it won’t matter. You’ll always be hungry.

CONNECTIONS

ADVENA.

ADVENA is the match to the gasoline, a force that burns with no regard for the aftermath. She is the absence of restraint—disruption given shape, chaos wrapped in a smile. It’s not the way you plays, not the way you have ever played, but there’s something about ADVENA'S carelessness that makes you crave it. Her wildness is a language you never bothered to learn, but now it feels like a dark temptation, one that speaks to your obsessions and whispers that maybe, just maybe, destruction is the only real kind of freedom. ADVENA doesn’t just tiptoe over the line—she erases it completely, and you're watching, learning, wondering what it would be like to dive in after her.

REVENANT.

It’s not a truce, not really—more like a shared confession. Your wounds weren’t inflicted by each other, not by your hands, but by the parents who made them into this, into monsters. There’s a silence between you, something too heavy to speak, but it says: we’ve been torn apart by the same things. So why keep tearing each other down? The game is different now. The competition has bled dry. Maybe this is REVENANT'S own hunger, his need to return to the throne that was never really his, but now there’s a shift. A pull. You don’t have to be enemies anymore, whatever the two of you have become together is something much worse.

SIBILUS.

They are the shadow that lengthens the hours, the voice in his ear that never stops pushing, never stops testing his limits. SIBILUS thrives on the chaos of manipulation, and you've learned to dance to their tune, playing along until it’s more than just a game. It’s a need, a desire to prove something—to yourself, to SIBILUS, to anyone who might dare challenge you. But there’s a danger in this closeness, a constant tug-of-war where manipulation becomes the only language you speak, a cruel camaraderie that feeds off the worst parts of both of you.

MURDER: WE'VE ALL DONE IT.

WELCOME TO THE EXCHANGE, MIMZ.

What you bring to the firm with your interpretation of MENDAX is a quiet, deliberate talent for slipping between truths, for crafting stories out of shadows, for becoming whatever the moment demands. Call it instinct, call it survival. Either way, it fits. "As such, he harbors no delusions about his role and his worth; when his mother brushes his hair and pushes him to the front of the pack to be devoured, he goes with the demure placidity of a lamb to slaughter. He doesn’t blame her for her prioritization; instead, he learns from the experience." This is the script you’ve written for MENDAX—grace in the face of fire, composure in the jaws of the wolf. Dahbin doesn’t need saving, and he doesn’t save anyone else. He's too busy watching, learning, figuring out how to make it look like none of the filth reaches him.

TASK 01: CONNECTIONS.

In this introductory writing task, players are invited to further delve into the likes of pre-existing & newly forged connections among your fellow graduates.

So, I'll be first to admit that I'm not familiar with skeleton-based RPs BUT I saw this floating in the RP tags and thought it looked *awesome* but I do have some concerns/a lack of knowledge in some things that I was hoping you could address! Thanks in advance ~

Is it fairly high competition when it comes to applying for a skeleton? For those that don't make it through, are they just binned unless/until they apply again for something else?

Is it possible to receive feedback on an app prior to and/or post-submission?

Do the next round of skeletons get meshed into the story at the point of entry or is there some retconning that happens "like they were there along~"?

Here are the skeletons as MBTI archetypes (including the few from our upcoming skel drop):

REVENANT:   INTJ.

SIBILUS:   ENTP.

OCCULTUS:   INFJ.

DOMINA CAELI:  ESTJ.

VOTUM:   ISFJ.

MENDAX:   ENFP.

UMBRA:   ISTP.

ADVENA: INFP.

THE COUSIN: ENTJ.

THE VISIONARY: INTP.

THE CONSULTANT: ESTP.