#astrointro

Ant grew up an only child to Anthony and Mariam Borsi. While his mother stayed at home, his father was almost always gone, busy working as a pilot. Despite being out of the house most of the time, typically picking up extra flights, Anthony Sr.’s career affected them in more ways than his absence. First they’d had to leave New Jersey when a better job came up in Florida. Florida came and went before being replaced by Ohio. Fortunate enough, Ohio lasted long enough for Ant to really settle in— only it couldn’t be that easy because then tail end of junior year, they were packing up again, this time for Roswell, New Mexico.

Suicide TW. Ohio wasn’t exactly the most exciting place to grow up, especially in the suburbs, but it worked well for Ant because he had Kevin. It’s funny how something as simple as a fifth grade class seating chart could be the catalyst for two boys becoming best friends. Together they were classmates, near neighbors, and ultimately teammates. Baseball was one of the biggest bonds they shared— two Mets fans in Cincinnati Reds territory. They both were good, though Kevin was always better; that fastball of his was the whole reason scouts were even watching their games. Then the move happened. But that didn’t change the end goal— Wichita State, playing for Gene Stephenson. When Kev got the scholarship offer and Ant got his acceptance, determined to make it as a walk-on, it all seemed like it was going to work out. But then Kevin got injured. Not sidelined-for-a-month injured, but career-over injured. Kevin did a damn good job at putting on a tough face but Ant knew it cut deep. He just wished he’d realized how deep before it was too late. (TW) Anthony had just gotten back from winter break when he got the call: Kev was gone. Losing his dream had been too shattering, he guessed. Ant could only piece one and two together; there hadn’t been a note. Ant wasn’t sure if that was better or worse.

Ultimately, Anthony couldn’t stand college after what happened, couldn’t be in that dorm, couldn’t set foot in the diamond. He came back to Roswell— quickly moving to Intercept on his own— and returned to his old job at Astroland as a games operator. The lights, the noise, the chatter of a crowd were good ways to fill in the silence. And having to put on a happy face for a living helped to make all the “I’m fine’s” feel real. After a couple months, it was clear Ant couldn’t pull off solo-living on Astroland money alone so he picked up a part-time job at Fuel Me Up as a cashier, a similar type of front-facing, charm-the-customer type of role. The easy access to the slushie machine was a definite perk.

In general, Anthony is stuck. He’d caught between childhood and what’s supposed to be adulthood. Yes, he has his own place (albeit, it is a shack), and he pays his bills, but Ant’s comfortable with where he’s at and what he’s doing. There’s no desire for better. He’s good filling the jovial role, getting you to laugh, or convincing a group to sneak onto the roof of the town hall to watch the stars as he hands out a six-pack of Modelo’s he made sure to grab before his end-of-shift. If you look closely though, he’s rarely the first one to leave. In fact, he’s usually the last. Ant struggles a lot with the idea of leaving anyone behind, even if it is just the remnants of a party or a terrible shift at work.

Extras.

Pets: Ted (cat, 3-4 years old)

Headcanons:

Ant bought Kevin’s car after he passed. A brown 1983 AMC Eagle. They had so many memories in that car, the last thing Ant wanted was to see it sit in a garage or, worse, get sent to the junkyard. So at the funeral, he asked Mrs. Wagner and then the next day he started the near 1400 mile trip back.

 Ant was taking the trash out at Fuel Me Up when he’d heard rustling and then a meow. From behind some fallen garbage and beneath the dumpster emerged a black cat. Ant thought they looked like a Ted and the name stuck even when people told him she was a girl. Ted was Ted. And she became Ant’s number one the second he tucked her into his sweatshirt and brought her home.

Tries to befriend the racoons but has not had the same luck as with Ted.

Basics.

FULL NAME: Gabriel Osorio GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cis man (he/him) AGE & BIRTHDAY: 31, June 22nd TIME IN INTERCEPT: Local (all his life) OCCUPATION: Cashier at Paradox Comic & Games, Helping Hands Volunteer STRENGTHS: Creative, passionate, affectionate, optimistic, dutiful WEAKNESSES: Anxious, scatterbrained, gullible, passive, escapist FACECLAIM: Sean Teale

Digging Deeper.

All the way back to the very beginning of Gabriel's memories they are filled with experiences at Adventureland and, later, Astroland. He remembers the sounds of the games, the whoosh of a roller coaster flying by, the smell of fried dough and french fries. He remembers chasing after his brothers, weaving through the crowds to get into lines and try to obtain the best seats on the rides. There were days where he was bouncing in his seat trying to finish up his homework at the kitchen table so he could run off to the park before it closed for a couple hours. The park was almost more familiar to him than home, because it was his home. At least, once upon a time it had been.

That June will forever be burned into Gabe's memory, the year Hector disappeared. It was only a week or so after he'd turned fourteen and he'd been so excited to finally start working beside his older brothers, even if he was only allowed a short amount of time and only certain roles at the park that were deemed 'safe'. But he didn't mind - all he wanted was to work the games alongside Hector and Jay, and how could working a games booth be unsafe? Especially if Jay was there. He had always looked up to the both of them (not only because he was shorter) and thought they were the coolest guys ever.

He never did get the job.

But even worse, he never saw Hector again. He remembers Jay coming home late, voices raising and tinged with concern that drew him from his bed. Hearing that Hector had run away didn't make any sense because, as far as Gabe was concerned, there wasn't any reason he ever would. He refused to believe it, just as Jay did. But he was still young and barred from taking part in much of the search efforts, though he found his own ways to take part. He rode his bike around town as if he might find Hector or Jay's car set up on the side of the road somewhere waiting to be found.

When it was found it didn't come with any answers. If anything, it just left him with more questions. What was Hector doing there in the first place? Where did he go? Why? For a while he was solely focused on finding out, but with time and more dead ends, he eventually had to let it go. Money was tight and he had to start bringing some in, especially with Astroland seeming to be standing on it's last legs.

Basics.

FULL NAME: Javier Diaz Muñoz GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cis man (he/him) AGE & BIRTHDAY: 38, December 3rd TIME IN INTERCEPT: Six years (1991) OCCUPATION: Mechanic at Orion's Garage, Ride Technician at Astroland STRENGTHS: Loyal, protective, strategic, dauntless, adaptable WEAKNESSES: Abrasive, callous, impulsive, jaded, argumentative FACECLAIM: Peter Gadiot

Digging Deeper.

tw; implied miscarriage, infidelity, depression, drug use/addiction

Javier’s childhood was never short of love, that much could be said to be true. But surrounded by siblings who excelled in an assortment of different areas and parents who had their own opinions on how their children should be, it didn’t take long for Javier to feel as if he were falling behind in some manner or another, never quite living up to expectations. He didn’t excel in school, didn’t have natural ‘book smarts’ that seemed to come so easily to some of his siblings. He wasn’t naturally inclined to throw himself into the military and protect people he had no real connection to, or put his own life on the line against others for some bigger than him purpose.

So he rebelled. He refused to entertain his father’s whims of ultra survivalist necessity in the world they lived in, barely absorbing the random bouts of 'knowledge’ he spewed. He broke curfew more often than not, stayed out late nights with friends passing a joint or a bottle of beer. He would sneak back in through his bedroom window, left cracked open for just that purpose - as if it might help him escape his mother’s fury. Some nights he would simply stay out all night long, hooking up with his girl friend or finding somewhere else to while away the hours.

One thing that did stick in Javier’s head from his childhood, however, was the love and importance of family. As much as he might have been a thorn in their sides or a worry in the back of their mind, Javi was always there when his siblings needed him, in one way or another. In general, he looked out for his family - even if he wasn’t inherently the best at it. He’s protective of them, loyal to them - and would go to any lengths necessary to make sure they’re taken care of.

Javier’s wife became one of those critical people in his life, too. He fell hard and fast at a young age, and they’d decided to marry not long after graduating school because - well, what was the point in waiting? They knew what they had with each other was something special and wanted to form a family of their own. He got a job working as a mechanic at the local auto shop, taking on long hours to make a nice nest egg for his future family. The couple began trying for a child, or children, but their relationship started to crumble bit by bit as their attempts at conceiving a baby proved futile. After investing money in several rounds of treatment and getting excited for a coming child only to lose the dream once again - it weighed heavily on both of their shoulders.

Taking on extra shifts at the auto shop and working longer nights in an attempt to make up the money they’d spent, Javier found it more and more difficult to return home knowing they had lost another child - and knowing that his wife probably needed his support now more than ever before and he couldn’t seem to figure out how to provide it. Instead, it was far easier to throw himself into work than let himself feel. Not to mention, he missed her. He missed what they’d once had before all of this. It felt as if they’d put their entire relationship on hold and that with all their attempts to conceive, they’d distanced from one another. He missed their casual affection - and by accident, he found it in someone else. It had been a mistake as soon as it happened; just a random woman in a bar that gave him that affection he’d been craving from his wife for seemingly too long.

Javi planned to tell her as soon as it happened, but by the time he got up the courage, she was pregnant and the time simply didn’t seem right. Then the days turned to weeks, turned to months - and the secret spoiled on his tongue. He didn’t want to submit her to any unnecessary stress by bringing it up. Besides, it had only been a one time mistake. It hadn’t meant anything. He loved his wife, his family. But of course, such ugly secrets had a way of getting out. He’s not even sure how she found out, but how didn’t matter so much as what came next. She’d kicked him out of the house, refused to see or hear him out. Time passed, slipping through his fingers, as he tried to pick up the pieces and put his relationship back together again. But the pieces no longer seemed to fit. The harder he pushed, the more she pulled away. He ended up moving in with his elder brother, Santiago, in Intercept, New Mexico for a time when it seemed that repairing his relationship may not be possible.

Basics.

FULL NAME: Kodi Oliveira GENDER & PRONOUNS: Demigirl (she/her/they/them) AGE & BIRTHDAY: 28, October 7th TIME IN INTERCEPT: Local (all their life) OCCUPATION: Astroland game operator, WBHR radio host STRENGTHS: independent, hardworking, resilient, loyal, perceptive WEAKNESSES: suspicious, obsessive, fickle, strong-willed, loquacious FACECLAIM: Kiana Madeira

Digging Deeper.

Growing up in Intercept wasn't the easiest hand to be dealt. The place was practically falling apart at the seams even before Kodi came into the picture, and the alien rebranding slapped over the entire town's identity didn't really help revive it. But it did bring Kodi to life in some strange, unexpected ways. They became obsessed with the extraterrestrial, researching and studying everything and anything they could get their hands on from a young age. 1947 UFO crash stories from Chaves County? Have a seat, they would tell you everything about them. Conspiracy theories? Kodi's got a laundry list of 'em.

So it was only fitting that in the rebranding of Adventurland into Astroland, Kodi was one of the first kids bouncing up and down in the ticket line for entry. At only around ten years old she may have only just started dipping her toe in the alien obsession, but she was already dragged into it by hook, line, and sinker. For years they spent every waking hour they could wandering around the rebranded theme park, probably single-handedly providing at least some revitalizing financing (much to their parent's chagrin). There may have been more than a few times they found a loose place in the fences or an employee that was willing to look the other way so that they could make their way in without spending a dime - and perhaps a handful of times that they were dragged out by the collar for it, too.

It was only natural that they weaseled their way into a job at the park, almost certainly conning patrons out of their money for the trill of the games they hosted. Was it possible to land a ring on the neck of a coke bottle or collapse the entire tower of milk jugs with one throw of a baseball? Sure it was. Did Kodi have a hand in making it even more challenging from time to time - if not impossible? They wouldn't ever tell. But they sure had fun doing it.

general.

full name  clementine lee minnie daniels

age 28

date of birth  october 25

place of birth  cotton, nevada

gender  cis woman

background.

hometown  cotton, nevada

current residence intercept, new mexico

spoken languages english, mandarin

occupation  housekeeper at starship lodge

family.

relationship status  single

mother margot lee (nee mattis)

father  elliot lee

children  kai daniels

bio.

kneeling in the second to past pew in church, two girls dressed identically in their sunday best pass notes and muffle their laughter behind used prayer books, turning the steady drone of the priest’s sermon into a background melody for a world entirely of their own. minnie&clem, two names said so often together it had become like a single word. next door neighbors turned best friends. soulmates, if they believed in that type of thing. by age twelve that had shared everything there was to have to their names with each other. by sixteen, they had become two disparate beings. the kind and beautiful and enchanting minnie, so easy to love. she floated across the dance floor on pointe shoes and then in heels, drawing people to her like moths to a flame. everyone wanted to be friends with minnie, to be close to minnie, to be with minnie. but no one came as close as clem, who clung like a shadow. the one half a step behind, half a beat off. it was fine with her. who needed all the eyes in the world on her when she had minnie's to herself?

life changed forever in a single month. a handsome face new to town, breezing by and caught up in minnie's orbit like everyone else. a few nights away. a weekend out into the city. clem sitting alone on her bedroom floor waiting up as the clock ticks later and later. then, a pregnancy test. then two. three, just to be sure. an undeniable positive fourth. the boyfriend, if he could even be called that, is gone as quickly as he arrived. suddenly, minnie wasn't a star anymore. just a small town tragedy, a pretty girl who should have known better. someone to whisper about on the street, someone to avoid and ignore. it was okay, because clem was there. clem had always been there, ready to catch her as she fell. ready to figure out the baby's crib and the medical appointments and how to turn their shared apartment into a place for three.

kai was born with ten fingers and ten toes and a crinkly smile just like his mom's. although minnie doesn't take to motherhood the way she took to everything else in life, clem had never wondered for a moment if she loved the little baby sleeping soundly in her arms. from the first babble to the first steps, there wasn't anything clem didn't adore. it didn't matter what other people said, the snide remarks over her head, the mocking taunts whenever she went into town. a shadow taking care of someone else's baby. the girl chained by her own heart.

on a tuesday, minnie doesn't come home. late nights aren't a stranger to either of them, two girls without a college degree or a steady career. but then wednesday and thursday passed without a peep. no one in town had seen her in forever. minnie's existence had gone by without a blip since her pregnancy. it was like the whole town had forgotten what was once the center of their galaxy. the sun had been erased from their memory once they had stopped wanting her. but clem had never forgotten, could never forget. after a month of silence, a month of being waved away, a month into being forgotten, clem packed her bags and kai away into the back of the car and drove off. as she drove past desert landscapes and other towns and city skylines, clem threw away the past into the wind and reinvented herself. a new name, a new life, a new her.

full name: kang sora faceclaim: jang wonyoung occupation: club enigma dancer ・ vipers mc tattoo artist

meaning: seasnail

age: 23.

dob: 04/10.

religion: none (raised areligious)

gender: cisgender female.

pronouns: she/her.

sexual identification: demisexual. romantic identification: biromantic

height: 5'6".

place of birth: los angeles, california.

criminal record: none, but it's just a matter of time.

personality type: ESFP-A. blood type: A.

moral alignment: chaotic neutral. languages: english, some broken korean.

nationality: american

ethnicity: south korean

+ confident, + artistic, +talented, + bubbly

- morally grey, - spoiled, - vain , - out of touch

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favorite food: sushi. favorite drink: frappuchino. favorite brand: ralph lauren. favorite hobby: dancing.favorite artist: n/a she probably can't name a single one. favorite musician: madonna, spice girls. favorite scent: candy apple, coffee, freshly baked goods. favorite person: her uncle (who is incarcerated).

ｒａｎｄｏｍ – 1. sora has been dancing her entire life and is classically trained. 2. despite coming from a fully korean family, she speaks next to no korean. 3. was born and raised rich and so can be quite out of touch. 4. has a massive sweet tooth. 5. has an angeleno accent; big time. 6. dyes her hair often. 7. she first started tattooing by making stick and poke tattoos for her friends but then got really into it. 8. despite the sheer amount of pink in her wardrobe, her favourite colour is orange. 9. is terrible at singing. 10. is allergic to copper.

list five things they like: shopping / exercise / baseball / mtv / fairytales list five things they dislike: mean people/ responsibility / maths / police / criticism common words / phrases that annoy them?: ’can i ask you a question’ / ‘where should we eat’ / ‘what do you think’ personality types they prefer: sora likes people who treat her like a princess, funny people, people who don't take themselves too seriously personality types they avoid: rigid, goody two shoes, overly serious. h e r s t o r y –

to say that kang sora was born with a silver spoon in her mouth would be a gross understatement. there was not a need that went unmet in her entire time growing up. her father would hang the moon for her if she asked. not only her father, but her uncle spoiled her to pieces too. and so for as far as she can remember she was always surrounded by love and adoration. despite the plethora of resources given to her, sora was never interested in making the most of the headstart life gave her. she had no interest in academics. she only enjoyed dancing, art and later cheerleading. as a student she was always more interested in being well-liked and popular than she was in learning anything. but in LA, it seemed that being pretty and rich was all she needed to be anyway.

then, seemingly out of nowhere, her life changed. the first shock came with her uncle's arrest when she was 12. the subsequent shock came when her father suddenly vanished from her life as well. her business man father had screwed over the wrong kind of people and had to go on the run. her mother, a movie star who had always been the primary breadwinner, simply became even more distant than she already was. she had always been a cold person, but the scandal caused by her father's business transgressions estranged her even more. she had always been less keen to spoil sora, wanting her to become capable and independent. and so, eventually, sora's lifestyle became something she was unwilling to support.

broke and isolated, sora decided to forge her own destiny by moving away from california. she initially followed a boy all the way out to new mexico but ended up settling and finding a new home away from home. at first it was difficult for her to make money. after all, she was too much of a princess to perform well at most workplaces. it was only when she landed a job dancing at club enigma that she finally was able to make ends meet. but what really reversed the bleak direction her life was going in was befriending a member of the vipers mc. after the initial introduction, becoming a prospect and eventually joining, sora finally felt like she had found a family away from home. sora is ride or die for the vipers mc and considers them her real family. she currently works as their tattoo artist as well.

FULL NAME: MAXIMUS ‘MAXXIE’ MOON

MEANING: GREATEST, LARGEST.

OCCUPATION: WBHR RADIO MANAGER.

AGE: 29.

DOB: 11/11.

RELIGION: NONE / BORN CATHOLIC.

GENDER: ANDROGYNE .

PRONOUNS: HE/THEY/ANY

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: BISEXUAL.

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: BIROMANTIC.

HEIGHT: 6′3. 

BLOOD TYPE: AB

PLACE OF BIRTH: SEOUL, SOUTH KOREA. 

CRIMINAL RECORD: NONE

PERSONALITY TYPE: ISTP-A

MORAL ALIGNMENT: CHAOTIC NEUTRAL.

NATIONALITY: AMERICAN.

ETHNICITY: SOUTH KOREAN.

+ PERSPICACIOUS, + TALENTED, + INTROSPECTIVE

- FATALISTIC, - RETICENT, - SATURNINE

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favorite food: steak favorite drink: bourbon favorite brand: saint laurent favorite hobby: songwriting favorite artist: n/a favorite musician: billie holiday (vocals) or nina simone (vocals) or aaron neville (vocals), yo yo ma (cello), ryuichi sakamoto (composition, piano), etc. i could literally go on forever. big fan of mozart, the pixies, and other random musicians. favourite scent: coffee favorite person: his dad

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list ten facts about your muse: 1. maxxie is a musical prodigy and quickly becomes proficient at any instrument he picks up  2. has a very gender-free style of dressing, wears whatever he wants, doesn’t care what people think. although he goes by he/him pronouns he doesn't really consider himself a man or a woman and wouldn't mind being referred to any other way. 3. unapologetic nicotine addict 4. really likes monkeys  5. has a younger sister named cindy he would pretty much die for.  6. has very low emotional intelligence and finds it difficult to relate to other people.  7. hates sweets  9. has had one major romantic relationship in which his girlfriend cheated on him; he never quite got over it. so he keeps people at an arm's length. 10. misanthrope

list five things they like: drinking / music / accessorising / fashion / travel list five things they dislike: sweets / reading / being told what to do / small talk / liars common words / phrases that annoy them?: i feel like it’s pretty easy to annoy maxxie. i think more than anything he hates when people whine a lot. personality types they prefer: witty / funny people / realists / cynics personality types they avoid: ditsy / self-absorbed people. / people who avoid accountability

h i s s t o r y – tw: mentions of chronic illness, depression, alcoholism/substance abuse, nothing graphic.

AN ANATOMY OF MOVING PARTS: THE BOY.

+ maxxie moon was born in seoul, south korea, to an underage mother whose parents were strictly against abortion. +despite the circumstances of his birth, his grandparents had been fully intending to take care of him.

+ however, with the father out of the picture and the daughter’s reputation and marriageability on the line, the underage girl begged for them to send him away.

+ after a lot of back and forth, the family settled on giving him up for adoption, deciding not to declare his status in case the orphanage refuses to take him in.

+ when he was still an infant, he was adopted by a korean-american family who were unable to have children of their own and were wanting to adopt a child.

+ honestly his parents were pretty nice, hardworking people.

+ they were just your average, middle-class american family. camping trips. his dad used to push him toward sciences and while he always had a natural knack for sciences and especially physics, he was just not into it.

+ instead, maxxie always gravitated toward music and music is definitely an area he is exceptional in. they’ve always had an ear for music and from a young age was able to repeat harmonies or play notes by ear. at age four, they could play the piano at their church as though they had been playing for years. at age five, they added the violin to his repertoire. but their dream was to be a guitarist. 

+ after a lot of begging, maxxie’s dad went out and bought him a ‘guitar’, even bragging that he bought the most expensive one there. but it was a bass (thanks dad!!!)

+ maxxie was upset about it for like 3 minutes literally but then his best friend laughed and pointed out they could now start a band.

+ so maxxie, his best friend willem, and his two other friends, benji and jude, started a band. they were called kid skeleton and went from lame boys practicing in the garage to actually being pretty impressive and well liked in the cozy confines of their school district.

+ maxxie wrote all their music, played bass and often acted as back up vocals, william was their frontman, their and guitarist with his dashing looks and amazing voice, then there was jude who was a beast on the drums and benji on the keys. it was perfect.

+ and maxxie was definitely very optimistic about their future but this flipped 180 degrees after graduating high school.

+ benji had gotten his high school sweetheart pregnant and suddenly had to focus completely on his new responsibilities as a father. he’s now working in a bank.

+ william went to law school (hardly the anti establishment position he expected him to take)

+ jude had gone out of state for college and that was that. suddenly the dreams they spent over a decade singing about had disintegrated into dust. 

+ his parents were pretty fucking livid when he broke down after that. he threw away the acceptance to MIT he received, having applied only to placate his parents and decided to fully throw himself into music.

+ it has not worked out for him, to say the least. despite all his talent, it was difficult to kickstart a career and with his parents cutting him off until he reconsidered college, he had to make ends meet, so he pursued his love for music in a different way by becoming a radio manager. (he is still incredibly bitter though)

+ so he just lives alone and drinks, and drinks and ponders the meanging(lessness) of life and rinses and repeats and wishes to wake up and be completely normal.

full name: yoshikawa aki faceclaim: kanna hashimoto occupation: dungeon master

meaning: daybreak

age: 24.

dob: 04/04

religion: none

gender: demigirl

pronouns: she/they

sexual identification: pansexual romantic identification: panromantic

height: 4′10″ / 147 cm

place of birth: tokyo, japan

criminal record: none

personality type: infp-a blood type: o-negative

moral alignment: chaotic good languages: japanese, chinese, english and korean

nationality: japanese

ethnicity: japanese

+ dauntless, + true-blue, + sincere 

- hypersensitive, - petulant, - naïve

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favorite food: takoyaki favorite drink: cream soda favorite brand: n/a favorite hobby: playing videogames favorite artist: yoshitaka amano favorite musician: iron maiden / metallica / vow wow / etc. there are literally too many. favorite scent: apple cinnamon, freshly baked bread, cherry blossoms favorite person: mondo-san, her father’s right-hand man

ｒａｎｄｏｍ – 1. aki is left-handed. 2. aki is proficient in judo. 3. has 2 pet bunnies named gilgamesh and daisuke and a third unnamed pet bunny. 4. is all the way a cat person. 5. dumbs herself down to be more likeable/approachable 6. smells of roses 7. her favourite flowers are tulips. 8. sometimes she practices wearing makeup but ends up feeling so ridiculous that she angrily wipes it off. 9. went to a prestigious prep school (before her memory loss) 10. her favourite ice cream is mint choco chip. list five things they like: animals / video games / horror movies / heavy metal / comic books list five things they dislike: complicated or mean people / being patronised / formalities / being ordered around common words / phrases that annoy them?: ’stop acting like a child/baby’ / ‘act your age’ / ‘grow up’ personality types they prefer: kind, soft-people / witty or funny people / sensible and intelligent people personality types they avoid: people who are condescending / egoistic / morally questionable / arrogant t h e i r s t o r y –

tw: hospitals, death mention, abandonment, bullying, mention of chronic illness

there are parts she still remembers. the sound of her mother’s laughter, the kindness of her smile, the way her eyes formed crescents whenever she saw her. the way the light hit her face as it poured through the kitchen window, the smell of breakfast hanging heavy in the air while she ran dishes underneath the steady stream of water. her mother: one of many misplaced memories. sometimes she wonders if she remembers anything at all - or if her reality is altogether pieced together by her father’s understanding of the way her life was. it was a troublesome thought, really, considering her father had only been in her life for the past year.

and maybe that’s why her thoughts don’t cooperate with her, no matter how hard she tries to make sense of them. to take the frayed ends of scribbled thoughts and knit them together into something seamless. can she truly understand her thoughts if she doesn’t know who she is?

before.

+ aki was born to a single-parent household in tokyo, japan. 

+ her mother was nineteen when she gave birth to her and had never gone to college. she was scouted right after school to become a performer, but was promptly discarded after she fell pregnant with an unknown man’s child. the shame being too much to bear the brunt of alone, she fell off the map and changed her name so she could raise her daughter alone quietly.

+ aki’s mother is actually from nara prefecture in japan and moved to tokyo to become a famous singer. she didn’t want to go back to nara city after everything that happened, though as she comes from a deeply religious background of shrine workers and priestesses.

+ though aki realised very early on that people didn’t look too kindly on the circumstances of her birth, she always kept a brave face in front of her mother because she didn’t want to make her think she wasn’t proud of her.

+ in school though, children were not the nicest to say the least. she was often called the mistress’s daughter, a bastard child, etc. she spent her adolescence fluctuating between total anonymity and scorn.

+ one girl stood out amongst the rest - and maybe this is because aki was admittedly rather envious of her. she was tall, beautiful, confident, etc. aki wanted nothing more than to be friends with her. + unfortunately this girl was to become her chief tormentor. it got to the point where she couldn’t stomach going to school and would actually fake or cause illness so as to ditch school. + her mother started to notice this after a while and - especially as her grades started slipping (from a’s….to…b’s….) and demanded to know what was going on.  + when aki confessed what had been going on, her mother immediately tried taking action and reported it to the school.

+ the girl, shock and horror, started to cry and said she feels that she was misunderstood by aki and that this is just her way of playing. her parents are a big deal™ so in the end aki ended up being asked to apologise and when she wouldn’t, her mother apologised and even got on her knees

+ this enraged aki because she had always wanted her mum to keep her head held up high and not bow down just bc someone more socially advantaged said to, so the next day she decided to take it into her own hands. she knew she couldn’t carry on living like a victim though. no matter what. + the next day the girls have a confrontation on the school rooftop and the exact events which transpired what happens next is something of a mystery to all parties involved. rumours circulated the school claiming that aki was the aggressor, some other people said that the other girl fell off trying to save her from falling off. + either way, and to everyone’s relief, they both survived - but at a price. + for aki, the price was six months in a coma, nearly a full year of physical therapy and three broken ribs, but that wasn’t the worst of it. this was: her memories.  + for her schoolmate, whose body had partly broken aki’s fall when she grabbed her hand and fell off as well, was now paraplegic. aki was told, when she woke up, that her mother had to pay for her medical fees - something she isn’t sure how she managed considering their financial situation.

+ either way, when she woke up, it was to a world without her mother and a lack of clarity surrounding the woman her heart longed to see or the memories of their life together. + there were whisperings amongst the nurses that her mother had abandoned her, that she could no longer take care of such a problematic child, nor foot the steep medical bills her hospital stay was racking up. + others even said that she must died, somewhere, and were it not for the fact she couldn’t move properly when she first woke, that alone would have gotten her out of bed.  + in her place was a man she had never seen before, who smiled apologetically and introduced himself as her father as soon as he ended the call. + and that was the end of her former life.

after.

+ her father, she later found out, was a record producer - and that was how he and her mother had met. he was still unmarried, despite his good looks and considerable wealth. his success was seemingly unstoppable, too, and he had been living outside japan for the past few years. in america - the big leagues, he said. after she had been cleared to leave the hospital, he whisked her away from japan and to his second home in new mexico. it was far away from the glitz, glam and pressures of los angeles, he’d said, and was a much better place for a young girl like her. although he spent most of his time out of state, she wasn’t all alone in their new home in new mexico. she had her bunnies, too.  + her personality is pretty soft in general, she’s tenderhearted and very loyal to her friends. she’s just a fun-loving, hyper, quirky person. she’s very empathic so exceedingly mean people are not usually her vibe. she is very hypersensitive and can become emotional rather quickly. though she is soft on the inside, she is tough on the outside and can actually pack a mean punch for her size. although her memory is foggy, she remembers enough to know she was always picked on for being small, weak and too nice, so she actively takes kickboxing and self-defence. + she likes video games, music (metal, hardcore, rock), anime, dungeons and dragons, comic books, etc.