#eldora.intro

*       ADELINE RUDOLPH + CIS FEMALE + SHE/HER —— have you seen IVY BECKER around? they’re a/an TWENTY-FOUR year old NANNY known around town as the ATONER. not only are they broke af, but they’ve been in town for TWO YEARS. they’re INDEPENDENT + WITTY, as well as RETICENT + CYNICAL, but what else would you expect from a AQUARIUS? three aesthetics.   * OOC INFO: em. 21. aest/gmt +10. she/her.

here is ivy’s google doc (trigger warnings for mentions of physical and verbal abuse) where you’ll find her stats & backstory

but for a condensed version:

she was a classic high school prom queen mean girl type, and had a seemingly charmed childhood but was also subject to abuse by her mother.

her parents divorced when she was about sixteen, and she moved to new york to be a blair waldorf type in manhattan. applied for nyu and attended for three years before she was booted out. at the same time, her father was arrested for embezzlement.

essentially, ivy came home 2 years ago with her tail between her legs and trying to make amends and just... get by.

personality wise, she’s way more mature, measured, warm, and patient than she was pre-father’s arrest/nyu booting her/etc. but there are still remnants of that ruthlessness and cattiness.

wanted connections! i have a few :) i’m also big on chemistry so completely fine with just building on some stuff or going off vague ideas. i have a wanted connection tag but like... i’m still building it up.

high school friends — would have been an unholy trinity from glee / friendship group from before i fall / the plastics kind of vibes. maybe they’re still friends and can tragically reminisce with one another, or maybe they’re highkey embarrassed and awkward around each other for the way they behaved in high school.

high school sweethearts / exes in general — could have been a genuine relationship or a high intensity young love kind of vibe. maybe they were each other’s firsts? either way, they’re back in each other’s lives! cue: ‘tis the damn season.mp3

high school enemies — maybe it was a cher / amber from clueless vibes where they ran in similar circles, or maybe it was a quinn fabray / rachel berry vibe where ivy wasn’t the nicest to your character.

work friends — not super conventional work friends, but maybe you’ve hired ivy for your kids / your siblings / your siblings kids / etc.

friends or enemies with benefits — we can decide just how much we like each other, but the general point here is that they’re hooking up on a semi-regular basis.

name: romil “rj” joshi

age: twenty-three

date of birth:  february 12th || aquarius sun, aries moon, scorpio rising 

place of birth: albuquerque, new mexico

orientation: bisexual

occupation: line cook at a diner

tl;dr: definitely the guy with about a billion pipe dreams who stays in the town he swears he’ll make it out of one day. well meaning, but probably not as warm as he could be. a big dreamer, who ( thanks to life’s unending twist and turns ) really hasn’t fulfilled a single one of his  goals. incredibly headstrong, but i mean we gotta love him for trying    i keep thinking about the ratitoute musical and how i fully made an anyone can cook ass muse subconscious huh?   sfsad

MUSINGS ///  WANTED CONNECTIONS TAG

MORE IN-DEPTH 

 There isn’t too much about Romil’s early life that veers from the average. Some might say his life was a textbook case of the perfect middle class suburban lifestyle. White picket fences surrounding a happy little family of RJ, his parents, his 3 sisters, and even a family dog. They couldn’t be more average. Far from wealth but abundant in the mundane. His mother’s unrelenting schedule as a registered nurse pretty much gave way to RJ spending a good amount of time with his dad. Most of the time they spent together was in the kitchen as his dad tried about a dozen recipes to somehow satisfy his family full of picky eaters. It’s really those days that would lead RJ to fall in love with cooking. From cooking alongside his dad to making dinner for his family some nights, he definitely found his passion at a very young age.

As he grew older, that passion never really faded. Romil would decide he’d chase his passions. The plan was pretty simple. Get the hell out of New Mexico, ( blah blah, he totally didn’t really plan this middle bit well )  open a restaurant of his own some day, and travel the world with all his profits. Head full of big, bright dreams he’d finish highschool and move to El Dora with his girlfriend. It was all meant to be easy.

Unsurprisingly, his overzealous dreams took a quick halt when he realized it wasn’t as effortless as he hoped it’d be. Everything he was trying to pursue sat at a complete standstill and he was completely and utterly broke. Life on his own so young without the  help of his parents ( much too prideful to reach out to them ) turned out to be a bit tougher than he thought. Bills piled and his relationship would break under the pressure of financial stress. In addition, his own rose-colored glasses of how things were meant to be shatter -- albeit for better or for worse. 

It’s been several years now and there’s been no progress in his original ( as he sees it now ) a little bit frivolous dream. Parts of him still hopes something magical will happen, but even then he doubts. All of which, boils down to where he is now; just a bit stuck in a rut. What was once someone overly lively turned a little bit inward, colder. Jaded by the let downs that he wasn’t quite prepared for. 

PERSONALITY: 

Definitely has a case of big dreams but no thoughts. While he wants alot of things and is rather self motivated to achieve them, he hasn’t a clue really where to start. And he can be a bit too prideful to ever want to ask anyone. The best way I can put is mildly aimless but he just knows he shooting for something. 

Tendency to come off a little mysterious ( it’s the scorpio rising for me lmao). Not at all a social type and tends to keep most people at an arms length. Appears to be feeling great and very happy / proud of about where he is in life on the outisde -- but, he is definitely not. You’d have to know him very well to see though that façade. It’s been too many years and he’s gotten good at it. Though, the loyalist friend you’d probably ever had they’re someone he’s willing to care for. Though, he probably won’t spend a ton of time saying that to them but he might make them a box of cookies randomly just to say i love you.

𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘.

romeo   was   born   in   eldora   to   two   very   absent   parents;   they   were   one   of   the   few   middle   class   families   in   town,   with   his   mother   always   traveling   for   work   and   his   father   at   home,   drowning   himself   in   alcohol.   from   an   early   age,   romeo   was   left   to   his   own   devices;   he   was   the   one   who   raised   his   brother   even   though   he   was   still   just   a   child   himself   when   cain   was   born,   with   no   skill   or   mental   capacity   to   take   care   of   himself   let   alone   an   infant. 

his   parents’   marriage   was   in   shambles;   the   whole   town   often   spoke   about   how   unfaithful   mrs.   dubois   was,   and   how   her   husband   only   stood   by   her   side   because   of   the   money   she   made.   romeo   was   too   young   to   understand   what   ‘cheating’   meant   when   the   rumors   first   started,   but   he   still   got   into   plenty   of   fights   by   the   time   he   entered   his   teens   and   the   infamy   of   his   mother’s   choices   were   echoed   throughout   high   school   bleachers

it   didn’t   take   long   before   people   started   recognizing   romeo   as   one   of   the   trouble   makers   in   town;   his   anger   against   his   parents   and   the   horrible   situation   they   forced   upon   him   made   its   way   out   of   his   chest   with   the   blink   of   an   eye,   lashing   out   at   everyone   and   anyone   he   could.   in   the   height   of   his   teenagehood,   romeo   knew   the   name   of   every   single   cop   in   eldora’s   precinct.   he   got   into   so   many   fights   it   was   hard   to   see   romeo   without   a   bruise   on   his   face,   got   drunk   and   wrecked   his   car   more   times   than   anyone   could   ever   count,   and   he   even   spent   a   few   nights   in   a   cell   after   a   particular   incident   involving   the   break   in   of   several   homes   around   town.   still,   people   pitied   the   kid,   and   many   would   leave   him   off   the   hook   no   matter   what   kind   of   bad   trouble   he   got   into.

despite   his   bad   manners   and   constant   anger,   romeo   excelled   in   sports.   more   specifically   ice   hockey,   which   he   had   to   take   a   bus   three   towns   over   to   be   able   to   practice   every   week;   he   loved   the   freedom   of   the   skates,   and   he   was   large   and   violent   enough   to   be   unstoppable   in   the   rink.   his   prowess   caught   the   eye   of   many,   and   by   the   time   romeo   was   legal   to   drink   he   was   shoved   in   an   airplane   and   taken   to   canada   where   he   could   practice   and   properly   excel   in   his   craft.

by   the   age   of   twenty-three,   romeo   was   back   in   the   united   states   playing   for   the   jersey   devils,   a   team   he   wasn’t   too   proud   of,   but   it   paid   the   bills   and   it   brought   him   the   notoriety   he   felt   like   he   truly   deserved.

by   the   age   of   twenty-seven,   romeo   dubois   was   captain   of   the   chicago   blackhawks   and   making   more   money   than   he   could   ever   know   what   to   do   with   it.   twenty-seven   was   also   the   year   he   got   married   to   the   victoria’s   secret   angel   he’d   met   just   eight   months   prior;   anyone   that   has   ever   met   romeo   will   say   he   peaked   in   his   late   20s,   though   he   would   say   they   were   the   most   miserable   years   he’s   ever   had.

it   all   came   crumbling   down   on   his   29th   birthday,   when   romeo   was   arrested   in   chicago   for   a   car   accident   that   nearly   took   the   life   of   a   young   mother;   he   had   two   male   escorts   and   over   a   pound   of   cocaine   in   his   car,   and   even   though   his   lawyers   managed   to   bribe   his   way   into   a   short   six   months   prison   sentence,   the   media   wasn’t   so   kind.   romeo   lost   his   job,   lost   his   reputation   and   managed   to   lose   every   single   penny   he   had   once   his   wife   divorced   him.

once   romeo   was   out   of   jail,   he   had   no   place   to   go   other   than   eldora.   he’s   been   back   into   town   for   six   years,   working   as   a   p.e.   teacher   at   the   local   high   school   solely   because   the   principal   was   a   family   friend   that   pulled   many   strings   to   get   him   the   position.   he   currently   lives   in   the   dingy   motel   in   the   outskirts   of   town,   spending   most   of   his   time   drunk   and   high---   and   for   a   man   who   swore   he’d   never   be   like   his   father,   romeo’s   had   never   been   more   wrong. 

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄.

literal   himbo.   that’s   it,   that’s   his   personality.   hot   &   stupid,   absolutely   joey   tribbiani   kinda   guy--   you   know,   if   joey   was   an   asshole   and   not   the   absolute   sweetheart   he   is.

v   selfish,   will   do   whatever   it   takes   to   make   sure   he   comes   out   on   top   of   every   situation.   still,   if   he   thinks   someone   is   worthy   of   his   loyalty,   he’ll   stick   by   them   no   matter   what.

big   liar.   seriously.   has   no   qualms   about   making   shit   up   on   the   spot   so   that   his   narrative   is   the   one   being   told;   damn   good   actor,   too.

big   hoe   (   it   runs   in   the   family,   the   bad   tongues   would   say.   ),   will   sleep   with   anyone   as   long   as   they’re   paying   attention   to   him   for   long   enough.

he   was   in   the   closet   his   entire   career,   and   now   that   he’s   been   shoved   out   of   it   romeo   has   no   intention   of   going   back---   calls   himself   gay   as   hell   way   too   much   for   someone   who’s   actually   bi.

6′3,   broad   shoulders   and   still   with   an   athletic   build   even   if   he   doesn’t   play   anymore;   romeo’s   far   too   shallow   to   let   himself   go,   even   if   working   out   nowadays   kills   a   little   bit   of   his   soul   every   time.

covered   in   tattoos,   with   a   well   trimmed   beard   and   hair   styled   perfectly   so   that   it   looks   messy   enough;   romeo   has   the   ‘i   look   like   i   just   woke   up   and   yet   it   took   me   three   hours   to   get   ready’   nonchalant   look   down   to   the   t.

𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.

a   party   friend   ---   romeo’s   only   likable   when   he’s   drunk;   thankfully,   that   seems   to   be   the   case   most   of   the   time.   this   person   only   comes   around   when   they   want   to   get   drunk   or   high,   and   of   course   romeo’s   always   ready   to   take   it   up   a   notch.

a   best   friend   ---   they   are   always   on   each   other’s   corner;      this   is   someone   that   sees   romeo   for   who   he   really   is   instead   of   the   bad   guy   façade   he   wears,   and   loves   him   despite   his   flaws;   maybe   they   even   lived   together   for   a   while   when   romeo   first   came   back   into   town?   could   be   a   childhood   friendship   or   something   new.

a   protege   ---   for   one   reason   or   another,   romeo   has   deemed   this   person   worthy   of   caring   for   and   protecting   with   his   life.   like   a   momma   bear,   except   you’re   not   a   bear   cub   and   he   certainly   doesn’t   know   how   to   care   for   anyone.   could   be   funny   if   this   was   clearly   someone   that   doesn’t   need   protecting.

a   one   night   stand   ---   like   a   said,   big   hoe.   maybe   romeo   and   this   person   that   a   night   together   (   or   more   than   one   )   and   he   simply   never   called   back   ?   probably   doesn’t   even   remember   about   it,   acts   as   if   it   never   happened;   could   be   fun   if   they   had   been   friends   beforehand.

an   ex   ---   they   were   pretty   serious   at   one   point,   maybe   even   lived   together   ?   and   then   romeo   fucked   things   up;   it   was   definitely   a   self-sabotaging   thing,   where   he   felt   like   he   was   too   close   to   happiness   and   subconsciously   couldn’t   allow   himself   such   a   thing.   maybe   he   cheated,   or   maybe   he   started   picking   fights   for   every   single   small   thing,   or   hell,   maybe   he   even   started   ghosting   them   and   spending   the   nights   away   from   home.   whatever   he   needed   to   do   to   get   them   to   break   up   with   him.

a   hate   fuck   ---   they   hate   each   other,   but   they   can’t   keep   their   clothes   on   around   each   other   either;   every   argument   ends   up   in   heated   sex,   and   at   this   point   they   aren’t   sure   if   they’re   fighting   because   they   can’t   stand   the   other,   or   if   they’re   doing   it   because   they   know   where   it’ll   end. 

a   fan   ---   someone   that   knew   him   from   his   time   as   a   hockey   player   !   romeo   def   feels   very   uncomfortable   around   them,   a   constant   reminder   of   the   good   life   he’s   lost.

full name. arwen elizabeth dylan

aliases. wen, "the maestro."

birthdate. april 13th, 1997

zodiac. aries

sexuality. bisexual

aesthetics. paint caked hands, tangled blonde hair held together with a paint brush, cigarette dangling from pink lips, furrowed brows that are deepened with heavy thoughts, rolled up blunts and white clouds drifting about, loose white shirts and ripped up denim jeans

you were naïve at times and often sought for deeper connections as if you wanted to prove yourself. your parents left you and your siblings. even though your brother worked hard to take care of you, the affection wasn't the same. you longed for the approval of mom and dad - but they left your side and it tore you a part. the only thing you had left from your parents was your name, arwen. she was your mother's favorite character from the lord of the rings. 

so you found solace in art. you had your school teacher to thank for this, overjoyed with the different paint mediums and charcoal smudging into your pale skin. the imaginations and beauty of the world distracted you from the darkness that dwindled within it. many recognized your talent to imitate the virtues of the earth, encouraged to put them up for golden medals and awards. you did for awhile during your sophomore year of high school and your ex at the time was your cheerleader.

you were granted the opportunity to win a full ride to one of the top art academies in the country; you just had to send in your portfolio. it wasn't until the rich kids mocked your paintings, sabatoging your chance to escape the god forsaken town, and compared you to a street rat or something of the sort. you hated that words got to you and it ended up causing you to throw hands, which led to the loss of the full ride. your brother was disappointed in you, but more importantly, you were ashamed of yourself. this only proved those rich kids that they were right - you were nothing more than a reveling, street rat who thought she was picasso.

BASICS

Name: U. Elias Wagner

Age: 21

Hometown: El Dorado Hills, CA

Education: Was at USC Thorton for a year before dropping out

Occupation: Cook at the local diner

ABOUT

Eli moved to Eldora when he was 17 after his architect mother inherited an old family estate that she decided she wanted to flip and sell.

The deal was they’d only be in the backwater town for a year at most but the property was more of a disaster than she thought and she basically told her family to get comfortable.

Eli held no issue with this as he settled into the local high school pretty effortlessly upon their arrival, quickly earning his place as a party boy jock who liked to make dumb jokes and do stupid shit to earn laughs.

An only child. With his fairly well-off parents, consequence and responsibility was hardly ever a concern for Elias. They don’t spoil him but they’re very lenient with him when he falls short so he’s pretty breezy about way too many things.

And one of those many things was getting @mj-mcdeere preggers and accidentally becoming a dad. Big yikes. Since he’s a year older than MJ, he was very much oof that sucks for you but I gotta go to college now about it. :\

Attended university for a year before dropping out after getting into a horrible biking accident that left him bed-ridden for a couple of months.

Could have honestly gone back to study after recuperating but kept asking to extend his break until he eventually “realized he wasn’t a college person” and wanted to stay in Eldora until he “figured things out”.

His parents were pretty tired of his shit by then so they gave him the okay to do this but told him they weren’t going to financial support him anymore. He was very much shockedpikachu.png about it because it was his first taste of tough love but he dealt with it.

It was pretty trial and error finding a job that would stick for him but Elias eventually landed a gig at the local diner as a cook that he loves and he’s been working there steadily for a little over a year now.

Since his parents not only cut him off and moved away upon completion of their flip on the property, Elias now lives in a sketchy space he calls an ‘apartment’ above the local bowling alley.

FUN FACTS

Elias goes by his middle name. Has never once revealed what his first name is and he’s not about to now.

His favorite guilty pleasure song is Replay by Iyaz. He knows all the lyrics, has gotten down to it at every party he’s heard it at, and it’s his ringtone.

He owns a light pink cap with ‘daddy’ embroidered on it. Wears it more often than I would care to write about.

His social media handles are @eligotaniceass on Twitter and @eli.swagner on IG. Yes, I hate him.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

Lady friend he’s talking up and casually hangs out with from time to time

Coworkers (who hate him or like him, Elias is super friendly and outgoing but that can easily be interpreted as annoying when you just want to get work done and not hear a stupid joke)

Regulars at the diner that he hangs with

People he used to give a hard time to back in high school

name       :            milani   yolanda   abessolo  

nicknames   ,   aliases       :            lani   ,   mil   ,   milly      

date   of   birth       :            december   second   nineteen   ninety   nine

age       :       twenty   two        

gender   ,   pronouns       :        cis   woman   ,   she   and   her        

orientation       :         bisexual   ,   biromantic        

languages   spoken       :        english      

      associations                 ⇁                  sorrows    buried   under   sinking   soil   ,   the   fading   echo’s   of   a   high   pitched   scream   unrecognizable   to   own   ears    ,    a    never   fading   scent   of   mango   and   banana   lingering   in   chestnut   locks   ,    a   boyish   grin   attached   to   mature   features   burned   into   a   grief   filled   mind   ,    a   growing   stomach   dominating   the   ability   to   love   two   children   at   the   same   time   ,      a   blood   stained   hoodie   hidden   in   the   back   of   a   closest   untouched   for   four   years   ,   glossy   petals   pulling   back   to   reveal   memorizing   pearly   whites   ,   a   fear   of   a   past   passed   down   lurking   on   every   dark   corner   ,    skies   of   burnt   orange   and   pastel   pink   reflected   in   hazel   hues   ,   a   mother’s   touched   turned   cold   and   soon   set   on   fire   ,    birds   chirping   singing   lullabies   to   tired   hues   ,    a   boisterous   late   night   shift   that   provides   a   sensation   of   lost   ebullience   .        

                                           DEATH   ( BY   DRIVE   BY   SHOOTING   )                                                                                         TRIGGER   WARNING    

                                                       broken   words   of   a   self   declared   king   ,    a   promise   ,   whispered   to   her   long   before   her   physical   body   had   graced   the   world                         said   with   such   certainty   ,   such   determination    ;       ‘   darkness   shall   never   lay   a   finger   on   you   my   little    phoenix   ‘   .      mindless   manifestation   that   circled   back   in   the   form   of   a   radiance   emerald   hued   girl    .    the   sweet   milani   yolanda   abessolo   .    she   presented   the   gift   of   tenderness   ,    the   innocence   of   effortless   optimistic   .   a   rare   sight   in   the   world   of   lost   hope   and   bloodied   hands   .    

      los   angeles    ,   born   and   raised   .     the   city   of   angels   ,   but   from   the   abessolo   view   point   ,   los   angeles   was   the   city   of   devils   :   including   themselves   .     milani   would   be   told   stories   of   the   legend   ,   the   myth   ,   the   street   racing   god   .    would   even   drag   tiny   fingertips   against   vehicles   with   history   embedded   into   them   .     she’d   be   curious   ,   a   loquacious   mouth   that   begs   to   know   the   roots   of   her   parents   ,   their   love   story   ,   and   everything   in   between   .    she   had   stars   in   her   eyes   and   brown   locks   sticking   out   from   clouds   ,    and   with   that   held   on   to   everything   .   every   vowel   ,   every   gleam   in   reflected   hues   ,    every   smile   that   had   secrets   hidden   within   them   .

     uneventful   is   a   longing   that   failed   milani   ,     half   of   a   childhood   granted   .   got   to   experience   bed   time   stories   and   games   of   ‘   i   love   you   more   ‘   ,   scrapped   knees   and   peanut   butter   jellies   after   school   .   she   enstored   faith   in   fairy   tales   and   believed   all   monsters   hidden  under  her  bed  could  be  defeated  with  shut  eyes  and  digits  holding  a  stuffed  teddy  bear      .    as   her   father   promised   ,   darkness   shall   never   touch   her   .    so   he   kept   his   life   of   illegal   street   racing   ,   the   cons   and   the   pros   ,   as   separate   as   he   could    .   his   wife   only   helping   keep   their   daughter   out   of  harms   way   until   her   hands   grew   tired   and   her   presence   grew   less   .

    it   was   such   a   sad   thing   ,   to   witness  love   die   .   even   sadder   to   be   on   the   other   end   of   that   dying   love   .   heart   breaking   apart   as   the   single   minded   darkness   consume   her   mother   ,    feeling   of   utter   defeat   .     a   feeling   that   grew   more   and   more   intense   as   milani   realized   that   her   mother   leaving   was   nothing   compared   to   watching   her   mother   from   afar   pretending   she   didn’t   exist   .    what’s   a   child   without   their   mother’s   touch   ?   milani   wanted   to   answer   nothing   .   she   was   a   little  girl   who   needed   her   hand   to   guide   her   through   this   confusing   and   complex   world   .

       once   asked   the   heavens   with   tears   in   her   eyes   ,   “   what   else   do   you   want   to   take   from   me   ?   “   and   they   answered   six   years   later   in   the   echo   of   gunshots   and   the   colliding   of   pavement   and   a   body   .    seventeen   years   old   but   she   knew   ;   terrible   things   did   not   come   in   threes   ,   they   came   one   after   the   other   after   the   other   .   and   the   damaged   left   in   their   place   was   uncountable   .   it   planted   a   seed   of   grief   in   the  empty   pits   of   her   stomach   and  forced   her   to   grow   them   .     orphaned   ,   a   term   she’d   grow   accustomed   to   .     milani   abessolo   ,   darkness   has   won                     it   touched   you   .

      escaped   the   memories   of   warm   hues   that   smiled   proudly   down   at   her   ,   the   familiarity   of   a   beating   bass   and   the   smell   of   oil   as   her   dad   balanced   helping   her   with   her   homework   and   fixing   the   car   that   was   due   to   be   picked   up  by   the   end   of   the   day   .   she   ran   from   the   corner   store   where   once   a   month   she   ran   into   the   women   who   could   no   longer   look   her   in   the   eyes   .    and   she   fell   into   the   arms   of    eldora    ,   now   she’s   just   trying   to   survive   .