current residence: mountainside (lives out of her van)
(this bio contains mentions of conservative politics/religion, teen pregnancy and adoption, and domestic abuse. please proceed with caution if said topics are triggering to you)
general facts
buffy was born the oldest of six children, her father was a local preacher and her mother was a homemaker
for around the first thirteen years of her life, buffy feel very well into her role. she helped raise her younger siblings, never disobeyed her parents, and went to church every sunday and prayed throughout the day and also participated in homeschooling where her parents could command the cirriculum
the older buffy got, the more she questioned things about the world she saw outside of their small town and how people were treated in the name of their religion -- she was often punished for being "disrespectful" when she was innocently questioning
after a summer romance with a boy at bible camp, buffy was around six months pregnant before she fully realized what was happening (homeschooling never covered sex ed). abortion was never on the table and while her parents insisted that she keep the baby and raise it as their own, buffy chose to give the child up for adoption after he was born
her relationship with her parents never recovered -- they wouldn't speak to buffy in spite of the fact she was still living under the same roof as them. beliving she had nothing left to lose, buffy left town with a boy and made her way west with him as soon as she turned eighteen.
they made it as far as vegas before he hit her for the first time. after a brief time there, while the guy was out drinking, buffy stole the keys to his van and took off without him.
after settling near portland, living out of her van, buffy met a kind window named thelma who took her in and helped her to get her GED. after that accomplishment, she went on to get her vocational degree from beauty school -- making her way to fairford soon after, currently living in her van at the park in mountainside while she's building up her client books in town.
personality
+optimistic, thoughtful, loyal
-avoidant, dramatic, nosy
fun facts
didn't know about the vampire slayer until about three years ago
is at the drive in about every friday, no matter what movies are playing
karaoke song of choice is 'you belong with me' by taylor swift
has probably purchased every pink item of clothing from every thrift shop in a ten mile radius
favorite flower is peonies, favorite ice cream is peanut butter, favorite holiday is christmas, favorite movie is 'clueless'
current connects
TBA
wanted connections
clients! people who are currently letting buffy do their hair! she's a chatterbox when she's got someone in the chair, but she's a great listener too
fast friend! someone buffy met early on in town and who she's really hit it off with (buffy probably uses their shower #vanlife)
movie buddy! another movie fan that joins buffy on nights at the drive in (partner in snack smuggling)
protector! someone who has noticed buffy's nomadic lifestyle and helps keep an eye out for her
really, she's fairly chaotic so any wild connections could work one way or another so hmu on discord at bendela#8730
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musician/band: paramore, blink-182, avril lavigne, britney spears, pat benatar, beyoncé & meghan trainor.
— misc. ♡
bad habits: not getting enough sleep, nail biting, skipping meals, sleeping in makeup, letting people take advantage, over indulging on luxury items, not realizing toxic relationships.
a cherished item: a sapphire ring from her great grandmother
random fun fact: she used to do tv commercials as a kid
random fun fact 2: she'll only wear daisy by marc jacobs for perfume
( contains mentions and hints of parental abuse of a child, potential toxic relationships and pregnancy)
— bio ♡
Audrey was born the last child, she wasn't expected at her mothers age but she wasn't a surprise either because her parents had always talked about having a little girl one day and when Audrey was born, she was everything her parents imagined her to be. As she got older her mother put her in dance classes to wear off her energy but didn't realize she was going to be top of her class in it and would go on to win state and regional championships. All through out high school she was classified as a 'do it all' girl, she was captain of her swim team, cheerleading team, dance team and prom queen.
As she got older however, her brothers pulled away from her, seeing her as the apple of her parents eye seeing as they handed her everything she ever asked for in life. However, the youngest of her brothers remained close to her that was until her parents filed for divorce after her mother had cheated with her fathers best friend. Audrey was fifteen when she and her mother moved to Fairford, her father seeing it be best he raised the boys but however still made sure his daughter had everything she'd need but the mother getting nothing which gave Audrey's mother a bad taste in her mouth towards her daughter.
After High School Audrey went immediately off to college to get her business and financial degree, that was when she met a slightly older man, not by many years but still enough to catch Audrey's eye. She got pregnant with her son at twenty-one years old, the man had decided his career gain was more important so Audrey gave birth to her son, alone. She had been a single mother and still graduated with honors at the top of her class in both areas of her degree. A few years passed, she was out one night and had met the same man that had left her years earlier, had a one night stand and had become pregnant again with the same man's child, she gave birth to her daughter three months ago and while she was pregnant opened her own cookie shop and bought her own house in the suburbs. Both of which her dad helped her out with, giving her lavish gifts and spoiling his grandchildren is the way her dad makes up for sending her off when she was just a teenager.
WANTED CONNECTIONS
ex-boyfriend(s), baby daddy, best friend, open for any connections!
is that jillian lloyd i see at that garage sale over there ? it’s rare to see the twenty five year old outside of presents of the past . if you ask me , they remind me a lot of fresh snow , oversized bubblegum bubbles , the burn of alcohol , and brand new shoes ... but that could just be because she’s been known as the spitfire since she came to town 8 years ago . just keep an eye on them & see if their true colors shine through !!
tends to resemble sydney sweeney (( like this and ill enter ur ims.))
Likes — sunshine , the beach , old cars , farmers markets , dressing up , fidget toys , old television/cinema , going to bed late , coconut ice cream
Dislikes — eye-contact, loud chewing, slow walkers , beer , being too cold , sweating , romantic movies , seafood , the dark .
Aesthetics — freshly fallen snow , oversized bubblegum bubbles , the burn of alcohol , brand new shoes , showing up late to everything with a large coffee , the echo of an empty theatre , the lingering smell of fruity bodyspray
Goals — self sufficiency . she doesn’t want to rely on her step-mom forever.
Motivations — being a good person so the owner of the shop still likes her
MEET JILLIAN
“What’s it like, living in Fairford? Did you ever picture yourself settling down here or did you always know this would be your home?”
“Well I didn’t know this was going to be my final destination, I guess,” Jillian answered, twisting a lock of her hair between her fingertips and averting her eyes as she pondered the question. Truth is she packed up the car she had gotten as a gift (from her step mother) for her 16th birthday, and drove North. Following the winding path of 101 for three days, stopping to sleep in rest areas, and once in a motel when she needed a shower, on the fourth day she drove a little more aimlessly, trekking off until a large ‘Welcome to Fairford’ sign greeted her, and never ended up looking back. Jillian had stopped in to find something to eat, and found herself drawn in by the quaint way the town bustled with life. “But the longer I stayed, the less I felt like leaving,” she finishes the thought while sitting up a little straighter. “To answer you other question, though, living in Fairford is pretty much exactly what you’d imagine it to be. Knowing your neighbors is nice, and like- the name of who owns your favorite coffee shop. It’s nice feeling connected.”
“What’s your family like? Are you still close, or have you blocked all their numbers?”
Jillian stiffens imperceptibly, before scratching the back of her ear and laughing as nonchalantly as she could muster. “Not many number to block,” she jokes with a wave of her hand. “Dad’s dead, mom’s dead, I still talk to my step-mom from time to time, but she’s...” the assailing thoughts making it hard for Jill to focus before clearing her throat, “She lives in California, so it’s hard to stay close,” she excuses. It’s a good excuse, too, but not remotely close to the actual answer. “My siblings are weird too, I never really know what they’re thinking, even when we are in touch,” she deflects, though the underlying truth to those words are in the fact Jillian truly has never known how her siblings feel about her.
“Top five songs currently on your Spotify?”
Jillian rolls her eyes and whips out her phone, “I use Apple Music, actually,” she corrects, before tapping the app and scrolling for a moment. “The last five songs I’ve added though,” she begins, eyes reading before a wide grin coming across her face, “I Am a Rock, by Simon and Garfunkle. Then it’s Hey Juliet, by LMNT. I like to sing ‘Hey Jillian’ because it still works,” she teases, and turns her attention back to read her phone again, “Cardboard Box by Flo, super catchy. Can’t Kick Up the Roots, by Neck Deep, and oh--” she trails off, having a soft chuckle behind her and before concluding, “And Fireflies by Owl City.”
BACKGROUND
born to college aged, aspiring star-mother , entertainment industry CEO la-father. father had a wife , mom was an affair. no contact with dad, received hush money. mom died when she was 4, came into father’s custody. new siblings. tense relationships. father expected perfection in everything she did from day one. her step mom was lovely, not missing a beat to invite jillian in despite the pain her presence caused.
was put in pageants from the age of 5 with no choice . jillian had ebbing and flowing relationships with her half siblings. winning titles was the only thing her father ever praised her for. after a few years jill had no interest in pageants, but was told it was “the only thing going for her” by her father. after a tumultuous end to pageanting years later, she was the only one of her siblings to attend boarding school starting at the age of 13, and was only asked to come home for christmas and summer breaks. it took her a few years to warm up, but it turned out her step mom was her biggest ally.
in school jill used her looks to get whatever she wanted, and had most of her classmates wrapped around her finger. she pranced around acting like she had everything figured out, the leader of her own little clique, it was the most powerful jillian had ever felt in her life. she lost her virginity at the age of 15 , and her reputation throughout school was quickly made. she was still wildly popular, but that popularity came with everyone’s assumption that jill had slept with half the school’s population (when in reality, the number was something more like 6 people.) after being devastated by the fact, jillian embraced it, and has since used her promiscuity to keep people at arms length. (she would rather sleep with you, than get to know you, because she assumes that’s all you want from her.)
her father died the week before jillian was about to graduate high school ... she didn’t return home and chose to walk with her classmates despite the fact she had little-to-no one in the crowd for her. packed up the small amount of belongings she had at school and moved to fairford.
starting over completely , she got a job at presents of the past. jill never really knew what she liked, her feelings always coming second to whatever duties she had to fulfil. but the owner is the sweetest man that welcomed jill immediately, and was overjoyed to express his joy of old trinkets, things of the past, and anything the looked like it held a story. it was the first time jill had met someone that made her so happy. she didn’t feel the incessant need to please him like her father , or the instinctual guilt for the reality of her relationship like her step mom. he was just him, and made jill feel heard, and seen even from their very first discussion on embroidered dinner napkins. jill did her best to keep the fact that she was living out of her car under wraps, terrified of feeling pitied, or that his thoughts about her would change. that arrangement lasted a little less than 3 months before jill was able to get her own place. she had been ignoring all of her step mother’s attempts at communication since she graduated (and the death of her father or whatever) all those months ago, but jill finally felt like she was drowning and needed help and one day picked up the phone. her step mom got her into a nice townhouse on the coast without as second thought.
today she’s still (partially) being supported by her step mother, their relationship relatively unchanged from her childhood, visiting for holidays and speaking every so often, but the older jillian gets, the more she understands how awful her father was, and how drastically she had changed her step mother’s life. the dynamic between them can’t help but overwhelm jill with guilt sometimes, so she does her best to keep the woman at arms length, even though she’s the only family she has. besides from the owner of presents, of course, who she also spends some holidays with, evening joining him and his family for thanksgiving dinner last year.
jillian absolutely pours herself into her work at presents, and her relationship with the owner flourished alongside her passion for the very same trinkets. as somebody with little family , jill was enthralled with the idea of keeping the history of a person alive , even after they've died. old photographs, toys made only of wood and cloth nearly falling apart, sewing tins full of memorabilia of a band that no longer exists. all of it excites jill.
WANTED CONNECTIONS
mw: exes !!! any past romantic/sexual connection (m/f , she’s bi hehe) ,
current fwb , roommate , long lost cousin , dealer
trigger warnings: obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD) and anxiety
Orlena Astrid Guerrero possesses a unique charm that effortlessly attracts people to her. You can try to hate her, but her kindheartedness and generosity has always made it impossible for anyone to dislike her, no matter how jealous you can be.
As a student, she has always excelled academically and socially, achieving top grades in every subject and actively participating in school activities, and even getting voted homecoming and prom queen.
Orlena's journey as a pageant girl began unexpectedly when she participated in a beauty pageant at a young age. Since then, she dedicated herself to perfecting her skills, spending countless hours refining her public speaking, posture, and smile. Her hard work paid off when she became Miss USA and represented her country in the Miss Universe competition.
In all honesty, everything you see about Orlena was the result of years of perfecting her facade, to make sure no one notices the cracks on the surface of the glass.
The pressures of being Miss USA took a toll on Orlena. Despite the glamorous experiences, she struggled with homesickness and the weight of public expectations. Returning home was different, as she felt the constant scrutiny and curiosity from her community, yearning for moments of normalcy without being labeled as distant.
Behind closed doors, Orlena battles with obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD). She keeps this struggle hidden, determined to maintain her flawless image. Hand-washing becomes a ritualistic coping mechanism, offering temporary relief from anxiety and easing her fears whenever she feels that someone might be seeing right through her.
Despite her internal struggles, Orlena remains ambitious and committed to making a positive impact. She channels her pain into her work, pouring her energy into her family's business and the development of her perfume brand. The world admires her accomplishments but remains oblivious to the silent battles she fights.
Orlena continues to navigate the delicate balance between her public persona and inner turmoil. Each hand-wash represents an attempt to cleanse herself of fears and doubts, preserving the flawless image she has crafted. Beneath her shining exterior lies a multifaceted diamond, burdened by expectations and yearning for true peace.
headcanon:
She is sometimes referred to as the Diamond of Fairford, especially
Going to Paris is Orlena’s escape. It started out as a European tour during her tenure as Miss USA, but she fell in love with the city when it provided her the comfort she needed when Fairford–a place she considers her home–could not.
Whenever she is anxious, Orlena would wash her hands. There was a time when she was experiencing the worst year with her anxiety and she was washing her hands so much that they would turn rough and often blister.
Orlena earned her bachelor’s degree in business at Wharton School of University of Pennsylvania, concentrating in Business, Economics, and Public Policy and graduating Magna Cum Laude.
She is starting a perfume brand with her friend(s). She originally started it as a way to distract herself from being overly anxious and it’s also because she has a connection with a Parisien perfumery.
Orlena is not an animal person. Although she can consider them cute, she’s not entirely big on owning pets.
Orlena has a large following on Instagram, with a 592k followers. Although it seems like she often shares about her life organically, Orlena highly curates her content in making sure that her perfect facade was undisturbed.
digging deep:
“What’s it like, living in Fairford? Did you ever picture yourself settling down here or did you always know this would be your home?”
Orlena chuckled at the question, tucking a lock of her honey brown behind her ear. “I’ve always loved it there,” she said. At this point, Orlena had repeated the sentence so many times answer that she could no longer tell if it was true or just a well-rehearsed lie. “I spent my entire childhood here and this town was built by my ancestors, so of course I love it here.” If anyone were to dig up a videotape of her interview as Miss Fairford in high school, they would find her reciting the same line when asked whether she loved Fairford.
“Although I spend a couple of years away for college and I constantly travel for work, I would always come back. It’s like this town is my center of gravity and I cannot help but just be pulled to it,” Orlena smiled. Suddenly, as if there was a glitch in her system, she said, “I’m not entirely sure about settling down here.” But then she caught herself and flashed the bright smile the town of Fairford know all too well. “I mean, you never know where you’ll end up finding love, right?”
“Top five songs currently on your Spotify?”
“Oh,” Orlena lookd away from the camera and started thinking, hard. “Why can’t I remember anything off the top of my head,” she chuckled, completely caught off guard by the question. “Am I allowed to peek?”
She pulled out her phone out of her pocket and scrolled through her Spotify. “Oh here it is, my top tracks for this month are: Photograph / Clair de Lune by Cody Fry, Skylark by Renee Olstead, Nobody Gets Me by SZA – oh, I love her – Let You Break My Heart Again by Laufey and the Philharmonics, and my all time classic jam, Love by Keyshia Cole,” she listed.
“It sounds like I’m going through a heartbreak or something, but I swear I’m not. These songs are just fun to sing to in the car, you know, like when you just want to feel like you’re in a music video,” Orlena laughed.
“Are you a leader or a follower?”
“Leader, definitely,” Orlena answered without any hesitation. “I’ve always been a team-player, because I think I work best when I’m able to listen to everyone’s ideas and have my ideas be criticized so that we can sharpen it, but I am definitely the type to take charge of the discussion and making decisions comes naturally to me.
“It’s the little things in life; tell me three things that bring you a great deal of joy or put a smile on your face.”
“Going to Paris never fails to put a smile on my face. Maybe that doesn’t count because it is not a small thing, but visiting Paris is always a good idea,” Orlena said, her eyes glazing as she reminisced every wonderful time she had whenever she was in Paris. “Aside from that, I would say wearing my favorite perfume is on top of the list. It instantly makes me feel so empowered and confident that I just cannot skip my perfumes. I feel naked without it,” she shrugged.
“What else…” she pursed her lips as she racked her brain for an answer. “Oh! There's this small bakery that sells an incredible cinnamon bun. It's not too sweet and not too cinnamon-y,” she giglged at the lack of better term for it. “It’s topped off with cream cheese and some pecans and walnuts. It is just the best,” Orlena tried her best to paint a picture of just how delicious the dessert was. “My mouth is watering just thinking about it!”
wanted connections:
ex(es): I imagine Orlena would be the kind of girl who had a high school sweetheart or maybe someone who got away when she became Miss USA.
high school friends: Because Orlena was a popular girl in high school and she had stayed here all her life, I think anyone who would go to Fairford High would know her.
closest friends & confidantes: Orlena opens up only to a certain people and if she shares something personal, it means she trusts you with her life. There’s only a limited number of people she’d consider her closest confidantes.
business partner: One of my main storyline for Orlena is her creating a perfumery brand, possibly called Solene (up for discussion!), would love to have a business partner for this project of hers!
bad blood: Life’s always fun when we have just a little bit of drama! Although everyone seem to love her, Orlena must have ticked of someone or had a competition with someone from her childhood. Now that she’s back, a little tense reunion would be great!
body art: a snake on her ankle, a star on her ear, the words 'cage or wings' on her shoulder, an angel on her left side, a flower on her right side, & a butterfly on the back of her neck
scent: vanilla, fresh peaches, cinnamon & brown sugar
musician/band: elvis presley
— misc. ♡
bad habits: drinking too much, being overly anxious and possessive.
a cherished item: a pearl necklace from her great grandmother
random fun fact: her father is the lawyer for the presley estate
random fun fact 2: she owns way too much elvis memorabilia
— bio ♡
priscilla comes a very high profile family where she's from in memphis, tennessee. her family founded one of the first law firms to ever hit Memphis and she grew up with a very lavish lifestyle, one that her father always wanted for his only daughter. however, things haven't always been easy for the southern belle. all her life she was always told what she had to be, nobody ever giving her the chance to tell them what she wanted to be, it was expected of her and her brother to continue the family practice, her brother proudly does so but priscilla always desired something more.
when she was in high school, she was always the party girl, always out late at night and always bringing home men that were more than undesirable for her parents, priscilla wasn't a stable girl but she was a popular girl, head cheerleader, dance team, and prom queen. she even went on to win, miss. tennessee two years running. meanwhile, she was feeling pressure from her parents to be this perfect representation of their family, you know the perfect daughter which was something she knew she could never be.
when it came time for priscilla to graduate high school, she did so on honors despite her "rebellious" ways as her parents put it. she went to school for law initially but that wasn't making her the least bit happy so when she switched majors it made her parents feel betrayed but nonetheless they supported her. After she decided to move and make her own living, her parents are still wanting to support her, paying for her lavish lifestyle, i guess you could call her spoiled but just don't say it to her face.
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Occupation: Free Lance Artist / Employee at Crafty Hands
Sexuality: Bisexual
Residence: Mountainside
Languages: Korean, English
FC: Lee Seung Gyu
Appearance:
Height: 6’3 - 194 cm
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Tattoos/Piercings: None
Scars: Some on his thighs that he refuses to explain
Aesthetic:
If Milo could be a walking cherry blossom, he would be
Light colors, baggy clothes, sweaters that cover his hands, the color lavender, and mint, along those lines
Sometimes he wears glasses, sometimes he wears contacts, sometimes he goes balls to the walls and flies blind
Personality:
Gentle, Clever, Imaginative
Shy, Easily-Confused, Spineless
Bio: TW depression, suicidal thoughts
Minho was born near Incheon, South Korea but his family moved to the US when he was eight.
He learned to speak both Korean and English growing up because his parents wanted to give him the ability to communicate with his family that still lived in Korea and give him the option to return in the future if he wanted
Once they moved, his parents started calling him Milo after watching his name get butchered in school, and kids making fun of him
From day one, Milo was a brilliant kid. He was able to skip two grades going into elementary school, which his parents loved
It left him a bit isolated as the other kids were often ruthless and exclusionary, except for a group of kids who were actually kind of mean to him
He was not much for the bullying the kids committed, but he didn't do much more than stand in the back and watch. No matter how much he wanted them all to stop, he wanted to not be the target of the bullying even more.
This continued throughout school, though Milo distanced himself from the original group of kids once he realized they were actually quite mean to him, only to fall into an arguably worse group in high school
His parents noticed how withdrawn he was becoming, though they watched him for a little longer to see if he'd pull himself out of it - he didn't
By sophomore year, Milo was exhausted and spent most of his days wondering about what it would be like to die
His parents freaked out when they caught him drawing little comics strips that animated these inner thoughts and sent him to a private school for the rest of high school
Milo didn't think it would help, but he actually started to make friends, and find things he was interested in, and things started getting a bit better.
Once Milo got into college, UCLA, he practically disappeared. He didn't tell most people where he was going or why, and it was deeply freeing
Milo spent a lot of time discovering himself and who he wanted to be while at school and it softened him up quite a bit, while also building his confidence. Gone were the days of oversized hoodies so people wouldn't see him, and in were the baby pink sweaters that make him happy.
In college, he spent many parties slightly tipsy and exploring who and what he was interested in. He even had a semi-serious bf who helped him sort out what he needed to know about himself and made him realize he was capable of being loved
He started going to the gym more often to gain some confidence in himself, and now he's addicted
As soon as he graduated, Milo began looking for the next thing. His parents had moved from California to the east coast, and he didn't want to follow them. His parents are in New York, which was more of a city than he wanted to be in, so he began looking around.
A friend from his second high school reconnected with Milo around this time and told him about Fairford, so Milo decided to try it out
He's been here for two years now, still figuring himself out while designing his art brand
Connections:
Friends: You can’t go wrong with some pals
Enemies: Milo probably wouldn’t have started shit, but he is an easy target
Romance: He’s bi, he’s shy, and he will not make the first move. If he gets flirted with, he turns red from the tips of his ears all the way to his toes. Though, he’s a flirty, giggly drunk. Do with that what you will.
Shop Patrons: He works a lot of hours at Crafty Hands, running into him there is highly likely
Comfort Zone: Milo is bad about breaking from his routine, he will go where asked, but he has to be asked
The Flirt: Could be a joke or for real, Milo won’t know he’s being flirted with, let alone know if it’s for realizes. Once he does, he’s a cherry tomato at all times.
Gym Buddy: You’d never know it looking at him, but Milo is built. He usually goes to the gym alone, but maybe they made friends at the gym, or they think they can help him out. || Milo, Nat, JJ. Tyson
Fuck Buddies: This one is self-explanatory, let's be real
sexual orientation & relationship status: bisexual, single
residential area: downtown
occupation: barback at the simple pleasures/drummer for asteroid cows
length of time in fairford: all his life
faceclaim: mason gooding jr.
FAMILY.
descendant of: delphine and kassius carter
mother: brandie carter (née stevens)
father: royce carter
siblings: tallulah carter (twin, 27), blake carter (32), older brother (wc)
TL;DR.
thaddeus icabod carter was born on june 18th, 1996 as the surprise fourth and final child to brandie and royce carter
despite not being a planned addition, thaddeus never knew anything but unconditional love growing up
though there was always a nagging feeling in the back of his mind that he was lagging behind almost, riding the coattails of his older siblings and their found successes while never truly being held accountable for his constantly abandoned committments and extracurriculars, as if no expectations were really had for him
just average in school, uninterested in sports, trying on new clubs and fixations only to discard them just as quickly–it isn’t until thaddeus enters his freshman year of high school that he finds himself enrolled in marching band that something sticks for the first time
what started off merely as a way to get out of running the mile every monday in normal gym glass manages to click with thaddeus in a way that nothing had before, placed on his high school’s drumline and competing in state competitions three out of four school years
his interest in the drums grew outside of marching band, being gifted a set for his fifteenth birthday, and thadd absolutely threw himself into learning how to play them outside of his school’s fight song (go bulldogs!)
graduated high school with no clear idea of what the fuck he was doing with his life, and as much as his parents loved him, their generosity towards his whimsies just about ended at paying for a college education he wasn’t even sure how he’d put to use
continued to fuck around fairford, mooch off his parents a little longer, working whatever odd jobs would come up as they came up, and playing the drums in a local garage band until one day, he was asked to sub in for another band’s upcoming show
comprised of past high school classmates, it was clear after that one gig that thadd was the missing piece they’d been looking for, a perfect fit. it was only after joining and being inspired by their frontman’s passion that he began to seriously consider music as a future
did it pay the bills then? no. is it paying them now? still no, though they are on their way to becoming what he considers “fairford famous”, so he barbacks on the side–the longest job he's managed to hold down
simply a very laidback, easy going dude, with little to no real direction, and as long as nobody brings it up, then he’s fine! it’s fine! everything’s fine!
CURRENT CONNECTIONS.
high school besties + flirtationship with @fionaosman
one half of the tc^2 house with @tysonchapmans
can you be exes if you were never really together @rockytilly
high school exes but forever besties @olivebeau
younger brother of @its-blakecarter
twin brother of @tallulahcarter
drummer god to @mackmontgomery's bass god
walking tattoo portfolio for @gemchap
unlikely friendship @colintruman
WANTED CONNECTIONS.
to be posted wc’s: his older brother, his bandmates
best friend(s)
fans of his band
frequent simple pleasures customers (who’re unfortunately subjected to his awful cocktails) or co-workers
one night stands/tinder dates/frequent hookups
a current or past situationship (aka them waiting for thadd to get his shit together)
Rounding out the Chapman family should have ensured an easy path to success for Tyson, with outwardly excellent examples for how to be a well-adjusted upstanding contributor to society on clear display from his parents who ensured that he was always surrounded by stability.
That wasn’t the case.
The start of his life was peaceful, a mama's boy from his first breath, right up until her last when he was five years old. He didn't have the faculties to understand how an aneurysm could take her from him in her sleep, or why, all he knew was he was left behind in a home with two people who never showed him they were happy to see him.
Grief didn't managed to band the two Chapman boys together, rather it paved the way for what would be a slow descent into a lifelong shared disdain. The arrival of a step-mother and step-sister to the family home in the year following his mother's passing added further strain. Tyson didn't know how to process such drastic life changes in such quick succession.
Growing up in the long shadow cast by his older brother Everett had fostered a cold boy who grew into a callous man. There was a time when he had once idolised his older brother, wanting to be like him in every sense of the word until that affection had splintered into a venomous affliction due to emotional neglect.
Instead of wanting to be like him, he coveted what he had, from his professional success to the adoration earned from his father. After dropping out of university in his second year of studying business and economics, it was clear to Tyson that his career path would be checkered and chaotic rather than linear and well curated like his father had always intended for him.
The man's disappointment has been easy to ignore, ever since he found himself a new home in a prison cell for embezzlement and money laundering just after Tyson's eighteenth birthday.
Unable to truly get a handle on what it was he wants to do with his life, he prefers to focus his excess energy on something else that holds his interest -- his childhood best friend and Everett's fiancee, Deanie.
PERSONALITY.
+ carefree, spontaneous, laid back.
- envious, vengeful, petty.
BONUS ROUND.
tyson is bisexual, he came out when he was 16.
while currently he has a regular position as a bartender at poshed and sloshed, he picks up shifts here and there at various bars as needed, as well as odd jobs depending on what bills he has about to fall due. it’s a temporary arrangement while he figures things out.
he’s been figuring things out since his early twenties.
had a complete mcfucking meltdown when he turned 30.
@gemchap: step-sister who turned out to be his actual biological sister. not complicated at all.
@deaniewagner: long-time crush, former best friend, current wife-to-be of his older brother.
@fionaosman: the 51 to his 50.
@rcnanwagner: friend / sort of looks up to him but would rather die than admit that.
@thaddcarter: roomie roomie.
@phoebebaker: fwb.
@tcriacosta: childhood homies to adults w weird hobby adventures pipeline.
@yunxminho: gym buddies.
@ljjames: partners in crime/bad influence on.
@nguerrero: former co-worker, vibey.
@eloisechapmcn: cousin thats more like a sister. #worstchapmans
@ashaisabelle: poshed and sloshed regular.
@aylinerdogan: current boss. 🫡
SPECIFIC WANTED CONNECTIONS.
current/former co-workers: as i said above, he sort of rotates around various bars and has probably worked in a number of restaurants in the passed for varying lengths of stints.
a best friend.
barfly regulars who tell him the innermost details of their life/psyche when they get a little too merry.
terrible influence.
good influence.
someone who lost money through his dad's swindling.
childhood friends.
rivals/enemies/someone who just doesn't fuck with him.
exes of varying levels of seriousness.
fwb, hook-ups, tinder matches etc.
owners of establishments who've fired him for being the woOoOooOOrst
GENERIC WANTED CONNECTIONS.
connections wise he’s pretty much an open book right now, but some baseline ideas that can be springboarded off are:
friendly.
a best friend / ride or dies / someone who checks him on his shit (of which there’s plenty of recourse for rip) / childhood friends / pseudo-siblings / friends / drunk friends / new friends / former roommates / folks who’ve let him couch surf.
romantic.
flirtationship / friends with benefits / one time hook ups / tinder matches / unrequited crush (can be either way) / exes from high school / exes from his twenties.
antagonistic.
enemies / former (best) friends / frenemies / rivals / negative influence / former co-workers (but combative.. u know) / people he’s fucked over in the past or has fucked him over.
