โฆย LIZETH SELENE, DEMI WOMAN, SHE/THEYย โฆย GIANNA BAKERย theย TWENTY FIVEย year old has been in Hidehill forย TWENTY FOUR YEARS. Whispers on the streets are that theย TATTOO ARTISTย who lives inย HIDE SQUAREย are said to beย EQUABLEย andย GUARDEDย but I guess weโll find out for ourselves.ย { CAMI, 30, AST, SHE/HER. }
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government name. ย ย gianna isabel baker
nicknames. ย ย gigi, angel, give her some
current age. ย ย twenty five
birthdate. ย ย october 8th
height. ย ย 5'7"
identity. ย ย demi woman, she/they
sexuality. ย ย bisexual ( female lean )
moral alignment. ย ย chaotic good
language(s) spoken. ย ย english, spanish
occupation. ย ย tattoo artist
residence. ย ย studio apartment in hide square
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adopted by the bakers as the youngest and final addition to their family when she was just one year old, a wee babe. while always curious of who her biological parents were, she never sought out their identities. the bakers are the only family she's ever known and ever needed.
their parents were incredibly supportive of whatever interests the kids picked up, gianna's being music and art. naturally, they were thrilled and might have influenced her to focus on the former of the two.
they pushed it too far when trying to encourage her to join band and/or choir in middle school, which she deemed to be social suicide. instead, she focused on her art, a multitude of filled sketchbooks collected in her room, along with new paint stains on her clothes every other day.
while she displayed a charismatic persona to her peers, gianna struggled a lot with her identity in high school. she acted out quite a bit. never maliciously, more so like an adrenaline junkie. did a lot of stupid shit for funsies, broke a bone or two, learning all of life's mistakes on her own rather than heeding any warning from her parents through their own experiences.
a car crash scare with a few friends shook her out of that rebellious streak pretty quick though. nobody was seriously injured, thankfully, but it was enough to slap some sense into them.
after debating on whether or not college would do anything for her, gianna with taking up an apprenticeship at the local tattoo shop, after graduating, which eventually landed her a full fledged career in the business.
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friendly as hell, maybe a lil too friendly, but it's all harmless fun as she rarely gets tied down in anything serious ( she's had a total of two official relationships in her lifetime ).
first & last major relationship started in high school and ended a couple years after grad. this one really fucked her up; did not end on good terms.
her last "relationship" was more of a fling than anything, most likely for appearances sake and to have a plus one to every party/event.
owns a lil dachshund named lord weiner, affectionately referred to as ween & weenie boy ( & dick, when she's mad at him ).
has too many tattoos to count, also has several piercings.
refuses to get her license so she gets around town via pedal bicycle, which has a basket attached at the front for ween to hitch a ride.
always has some sort of media playing in their apartment because silence is not an option. it's either r&b music or scary movies, there's no in between.
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LOCATION: cadillac lounge, hallway outside the bathroom
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ helped jovi keep her feet moving forward, her heart beating in time with the single word that rang out in her mind was music. run. run away from here, leave this fucked up town behind. she had enough saved to start over -- maybe she'd start dancing again.. but the people she loved were here. but, could alex come with her ? there were people here they both couldn't imagine a life without. elena had been her greatest writing partner, and without her -- her music had never been the same. which was why she was dedicating her set to elena and the work they had done together. however, would she really be able to do her justice ?
the worries certainly clouded her mind as she stared in the mirror just outside of the restrooms, running her fingers through her hair as she made some attempt to catch her breath. nothing seemed to be working, however. and so, she jumped with a start as an individual stood nearby, attempting to push past her.
โ mother f- โ jovi muttered under her breath, shaking her head as she finally began to return to normal. โ shit.. i didn't used to scare that easy. โ
Despite the utter nuisance it was to contract some sort of bug just before a party -- a masquerade ball, even -- it turned out to be somewhat a blessing in disguise, solely based on the horrific news spreading like wildfire. With even more death plaguing their small town, a triple homicide to boot, Gianna had been on edge all morning. After taking a little something to help her sleep through the night, her socials were flooded by the time she woke up, and mind had been abuzz with concern over the family and friends she knew were at the suites. Fingers were furiously tapping away at the screen of her phone while powerwalking toward the washroom, the other had gone unnoticed until she jumped, causing Gianna to be violently jolted from her train of thought.
"Oh my, fuck," startled at the sudden movement, stopping dead in her tracks, nervous chuckle released through a sigh of relief as she quickly recovered. "Sorry ... ," an apologetic wince was offered briefly, her free hand held up in an attempt to relinquish any sort of threat she may have imposed on Jovie. "Guess I'm not exactly a pro at multitasking." Gingerly wiggling the phone in her other hand, a faint hint of a smirk tugged at the corner of her lips before she uttered her next question out of sheer reflex, without giving time to process how stupid it sounded, everything considered. "Are you ... okay?"