#jericho.intro

BACKGROUND. suicide tw.

maddox was born & raised in denver, colorado and didn’t have very easy beginnings. with a father never in the picture, maddox grew up with his older brother idris & watched their mom struggle to keep their house above water. he was still young and didn’t completely understand what was going on, but he was always the bright, optimistic light of the family. be in bringing in flowers he picked for the table, or just offering a smile when he was his mom down, a young maddox always tried to keep spirits up.

as a young boy, dox found peace in music. they didn’t have much money, but doing small things for neighbors and friends led dox to save up enough money for his first guitar. it was small and cheap with constantly breaking strings, but it was a start. he would practice for hours on hours, finding comfort in hearing the sound of the guitar in his room.

as he grew, dox’s positivity only spread more, and with his brothers football success, he wondered if things would actually be looking up for the henderson family. he wanted to find his own thing like idris did, and he wondered if this meant he’d be able to study music and not have to worry. however, dox’s mother couldn’t take the burden of life anymore, and decided to take her own life. crushed and broken, maddox knew that he needed to push through this for his own sake, and for his brothers.

he kept his head high and pushed through his mom’s death - he was just entering his teens and had mountains of strength and positivity built up to become a rock for his family. he wanted to feel helpful, despite being so young, so he urged his older brother to keep working toward his dream.

after four years and mulling through life and trying his best to get through high school all while making sure his older brother was doing okay, dox managed to keep his head high & his dreams open. however, he didn’t know what he wanted to do. he never really thought about it. music had been put on the back-burner, though he still played guitar and had some confidence that his singing voice was decent. he didn’t think of that as something that was obtainable, but he was so focused on getting through school he had never thought about college.

as his older brothers career his a high, dox never expected much from idris other then a place to live and food on his plate, for his eighteenth birthday he requested a higher-quality guitar - his first fender. 

from there, dox worked as a waiter & focused on improving his music. he wanted to get into playing small gigs, but ended up working full time at a local diner. he didn’t need to work, as his brothers fame easily funded him, but he wanted to. as a young boy, he watched his mom work and struggle, and he didn’t want that.

dox often wondered if he should go to college, and he considered it, but he still felt lost and unsure of what he wanted in life. the only thing he felt passionate about was music, and he didn’t know how or where to start in making that a career. eventually, he started to play in local bars and got a small name made for himself, and decided to make a youtube channel dedicated to posting his covers and original songs.

with a small reputation building, dox finally felt like he was beginning to get somewhere. and then, at the head of everything, his brother begins to struggle and dox, being himself, wouldn’t just sit around and watch him suffer.

his brother had decided to leave town, heading for the small town of jericho. he wasn’t sure why -- but dox packed everything back up and decided to follow him. he could just call -- check in. but he didn’t feel like that was enough and he thought maybe, this small town had something for him too. 

PERSONALITY.

dox is ... sunshine personified. like, if a hug was a person ?? dox.

he’s not naive - he’s got a good head on his shoulders and is hyper-aware of a lot of things, but he’s very open-minded and positive. he tries to see the best in any situation and always urges people to be their best selves no matter what. he’s been through a lot in his life & came out completely positive.

he comes off as a little fickle - he has a hard time deciding what he wants for himself. he’s great at giving advice but very seldom takes it. he doesn’t know what he wants. the boy can’t even pick what he wants for dinner half the time so he always ends up eating ramen.

generally just a good guy. he loves using his music to make people smile and loves playing silly lil tunes just to get a lot.

HIGHKEY ROMANTIC but i feel like he’s never actually been in a successful relationship , but he’s definitely not a player either. some flings have occurred but he’s never really been fully committed to anyone. 

he literally just got to jericho and he is super friendly & makes friends easily.

fun fact, he’s a terrible cook. he tries. he eats a lot of ramen. and noodles in general. he’s a hot mess but he’s cute so , u know.

i’m beginning to lose my sense of writing as i finish his intro so if i think of Anything else i will add it ! 

LINKS.

wanted connections.

stats.

TW: bullying, depression !!

growing up in ilsan, south korea, sawyer wasn’t able to experience most things kids his age did. as a child, the boy had always been sheltered by his parents because of how easily he’d get hurt or sick. sure, it could’ve just been the young boy being clumsy (like most kids), but the yoo’s were convinced that their sweet, sensitive little boy must be protected at all times.

because of their constant coddling and desire to keep him close at all times, sawyer had a hard time making friends at school. he never developed the social skills most do at a young age, so once he started school the boy was often found reading in a corner by himself at recess, instead of running around with his classmates.

the fact that sawyer tended to be more sensitive than the other boys in his class, subjected him to be the target of the entire class’ insults and bullying. he was able to hide the small bruises that had littered his body from his parents until the start of middle school, when he came home with a black eye, broken glasses, and a cut lip. mrs. yoo immediately pulled her son out of school, baffled that she hadn’t noticed before.

truth be told, sawyer had mixed feelings about being home schooled. he liked not having to wake up early and go to school just to be taunted and tortured by his peers, but on the other hand, he hated how much his mother hovered over him. he was back to being sheltered and watched like a hawk.

home schooling wasn’t so bad, it turned out. sawyer had always been a diligent student, leaving him with a lot of free time to try new things -- becoming fluent in two languages, learning how to play the guitar and the piano, and even making some of his own music.

these things helped a young sawyer break out of his shell a bit and start to make friends that shared some of the same interests as he. sawyer ended up obtaining his GED at the ripe age of sixteen years old, getting accepted into numerous schools across the world -- his top choice being berklee.

his parents were more than hesitant about the boy moving to a whole different country, where they wouldn’t be able to protect him from the dangers of the world and that scared them, his mother especially. after a lot of planning and reassuring, sawyer was able to convince them to allow him to go to school in the states. he would stay with an online friend that he’d met a couple times in person, who was attending berklee as well.

to say sawyer did well in college would be a gross understatement -- he thrived. even though he couldn’t drink, the boy was learning so many new things, not just about music, but about american culture and the things his parents had always kept him away from.

after graduating, sawyer spent the next year traveling between korea and america for work, writing and producing music for some of the biggest an upcoming artists. that is, until the boy had gotten news that his father had fallen ill. he passed away within the next few months, leaving his son and wife alone to grieve.

sawyer felt like nothing mattered after his father died, falling into a deep depression because of it. he didn’t go to work or go out with friends -- he’d much rather sit alone in his apartment and watch anime into the wee hours of the morning.

after a couple months, his mother suggested that maybe a change of scenery would motivate him to get back into the swing of thing, since his employer felt as though it was time for him to come back to work.

so, sawyer packed his things from the tiny san francisco apartment he’d been living in for the past year and moved to jericho, hoping for a new start.

violet walters is famous 

well, not in the traditional sense; she’s not a child star or a burgeoning pop princess, she’s a professional figure skater 

since violet was four she’s lived on ice and snow, on the thrill of perfecting a new trick, and the reward of standing on the top of the podium 

she initially picked up skating as a hobby to fill her time, after all her parents couldn’t be expected to entertain a rambunctious toddler twenty four hours a day 

what once was a hobby soon became her life as she began competing in smaller local competitions and picking up the attention of bigger names in the figure skating world

three months after her thirteenth birthday, she won her first international title at the world junior figure skating championships

violet was pulled out of school to focus on skating and instead homeschooled by her mother 

and while this decision propelled her career violet found herself devoid of any friends or social skills 

for the most part she spent her time alone reading books when she wasn’t practicing

her mother who helped to manage her career became overbearing, pushing violet to practice to the brink of what her body could handle 

violet would never be good enough for her mother, even winning gold medals couldn’t abate her as she always found a flaw in violet’s program

though she did have one reprise, she adored her older sister rose, the two were incredibly close and violet could find solace in rose’s strong personality 

violet, always the passive one could never stand up to her mother’s outlandish requests but rose always had her best interests in mind when she fought on violet’s behalf

when rose was killed in a drunk driving accident a year ago, violet’s entire world was yanked out from underneath her 

violet’s rankings slipped and so did her hold on happiness. she was overcome by grief and sorrow even more so when injured her leg badly enough to be benched for the 2019 competitive season 

now she’s in jericho doing physical therapy and recovering 

Hiya, my name’s Anna! I’ll be playing the big ol’ mess that is Bishop! I can’t wait to get to know everyone and interact with their characters! Now beware that I ramble a lot and SUCK at intros, so pls bear with me. I’ll try, haha. Anyways onto Bishop! just some info on him and still tinkering every so often on him.

So, as stated above he’s a bartender at his mom’s bar, and can most often be found there at the bar alongside the other employees. ( If ya want your chara to work there then hit me up and we can plot! )

If not at the bar, he’s probably at a coffee shop or running random errands around town.

He’s kind of a dick at times and more rough around the edges, also very quick tempered. He’s constantly losing his temper over shit, and isn’t afraid of resorting to throwing fists if you get in his face or piss him off, might even pull a blade or worse if it gets really serious.

He also has the tendency of living above his means, spending more than he needs to on himself and others that have his interest. Which lead to him being behind on a lot of payments and getting mixed up with some less than legal activities to fix it. 

He’s incredibly flirtatious and charming when he wants to be, locking onto anyone that catches his interest and either pursuing them or flirting with them any chance that he gets.

He has been very noncommittal when it comes to romantic relationships so not very many ex girlfriend or boyfriends (a couple possible for connections, hit me up!) in his past. Tons of regular hook ups, one night stands and fwb type of relationships because he is still a sweet talker. Or just they flirt a lot but don’t let it go anywhere, just like to tease each other.  

He’s got a tendency of being unreliable and rarely ever takes things seriously, but other than that he’s a chill dude.

As mentioned above in his little app, he is actually very loyal to the people that are in his life. So if you’ve earned his loyalty? He’s willing to go to death for the person, would do just about anything for the ones he cares about. 

Bishop is also very stubborn, so if he is wrong or did something to upset someone else. He’s not very quick to apologize, he’ll slowly come to the realization that he should have handled something differently or that he let his temper get the better of him and usually he’ll do something to fix it other than actually saying he’s sorry. 

 I think that’s about it for now! But let me know if you wanna know more or want to plot some connections!!

Bash was born in Egypt, but their family emigrated when they were ten, to San Francisco. They were escaping discrimination against Copts, as two of their uncles died in a killing spree in their farming village.

When they arrived in California, Bash was surprised they weren’t settling on another farm, but they had family in the city who had offered them a place to stay, so it was the first time they lived in a big city. They couldn’t fall asleep for an entire night the first week, there was so much noise.

Bash threw themselves into their studies, and quickly excelled in their ESL classes. They were smart, were an honors student all their their schooling and kept up nicely with their two older brothers.

Bash grew up uneventfully in San Francisco, sometimes going back to Egypt to visit family who had decided to stay. They went to City College for economics and somehow fell into the true passion of their life—radio.

They had responded to a flyer in their building for a part time janitor position in the local NPR station, and it just snowballed from there. 

They came out to their family, finding them surprisingly accepting, midway through their college education.

They eventually moved to the east coast, having finished their bachelor’s degree in economics, and got a job as a radio host for a small station operating in Boston. 

That station closed down, and one their fellow hosts mentioned Jericho and how the station there needed some employees. Bash pounced on the chance and moved to Jericho four years ago. Now they co-host the evening program.

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siobhan minerva lancaster was born in seattle, washington, to a woman who had never found her soulmate. siobhan’s mother was named poppy, and poppy’s soulmark was that of poppy flower. siobhan grew up with her single mother, and though life wasn’t fantastic, it was good enough for a growing girl. her nickname, minnie, came along when her name proved hard for kindergarteners and teachers alike to pronounce. 

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it was in her later teenage years that things started to go south. poppy’s soulmark started to burn worse than anything poppy had felt before, and even though siobhan acted quickly, trying to help her mother, she soon went into a coma after being admitted to the hospital. 

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poppy never woke up, and at the age of eighteen it was on siobhan’s shoulders to pull the plug on her mother’s life support. siobhan drew in on herself after this, the death of her mother worse than anything she had ever experienced. she moved in with her aunt to finish out high school, but with only one month left she dropped out - staying in her room at all hours of the day and busying herself with vodka and drawing ; the only thing that brought her any source of joy.

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her aunt let her crash with her until siobhan was twenty-one, and then threatened to kick her out if she didn’t start taking care of herself. it was tough love, and it was the only way siobhan got back on her feet and out into the real world once again. she became an apprentice for a famous tattoo artist in seattle, and though life was starting to look up - siobhan was not the same as she used to be. with her own apartment, siobhan started to go wild. she went out partying every night, slept in beds that weren’t hers, woke up in unfamiliar rooms with unfamiliar people at her side. her apprenticeship ended and she became an actual tattoo artist, although she ended up fired after sleeping with the owner’s wife.

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and so it turned out a tattoo parlor in jericho was hiring ; they contacted her directly and urged her to join. siobhan was skeptical at first, unsure if she wanted to be in a place filled with the kind of love that had made her lose her mother, a kind of love that she swore up and down she didn’t believe in. maybe she moved to jericho with the subconscious thought that it wouldn’t be so bad to find her soulmate ; she would never admit that to herself.

what’s up y’all, i’m emily ! i’m 21, use she/her pronouns, and i hail from the est timezone ! i’m incredibly pumped to be here, but enough about me — time to introduce this absolute unit of a dumbass, lucky. i have a lil bio for him here if you’re interested, but being lazy is a lifestyle so i’m also gonna attempt to do a summary for y’all. buckle up pals ! 

trigger warnings for maternal death, implied child abuse, incarceration, and mentions of alcoholism and drugs.

hello and welcome to a happy childhood, soon to be ruined !

his dad ran out on his mom when she was still pregnant with him, but the two of them were peas in a pod when he was born and he was such a mama’s boy; some of his most cherished memories were when they would cook meals together, experimenting and all that bc once upon a time she wanted to be a chef and basically ? it was precious.

she died tho sry

eleven year old lucky was shipped off to his mom’s brother, a hard-drinking ex-cop named tony with nothing better to do than take out his frustrations on a kid he never wanted in the first place.

one thing his uncle did love, though, was boxing. lucky was dragged along with him to the local gym nearly every day, watching the guys train and listening on as his uncle offered pointers and encouragement to the fighters. 

eventually, lucky found himself in his own pair of boxing gloves, participating in scaled-down training of his own, and he loved it. 

he became a much more active participant in their visits to the gym; building muscle tone and strength as he grew into his teenage limbs, lucky eventually began entering into fights of his own, much to tony’s delight. 

his nickname even came from the first time he won a match — lucky, his uncle had called him as he counted the prize money, and it’s stuck ever since.

after high school, he threw himself into training even harder, knowing that his ultimate goal was to pursue boxing professionally. 

making it was the most incredible feeling, and lucky was on top of the world — he was undefeated, raking in cash, and rising as an up-and-coming name in the boxing world.

at least, he was, until a substantial amount of cocaine was found in his bag one night.

it didn’t matter how much he protested that it wasn’t his — lucky was charged, tried, and wrongfully convicted of possession of a controlled substance. he spent over a year locked in a jail cell until he was released, but he spent the whole time keeping himself in shape, provoking fights if only for the practice, and letting his rage simmer until he could get the hell out of dodge. 

now that he’s out ? u best believe he’s coming for what’s his

currently, he’s making a comeback for the ages. he moved to jericho on an inexplicable whim when he was released, and though his agent tells him it’s a pain in the ass to fly him out of there whenever he has a fight, he stubbornly insists on staying bc he’s a pain in the ass lmao.

as for personality, he’s kind of a dick ngl, in day to day interactions he’s curt and rude and usually looking for a fight. deep deep deep down, he’s actually very soft and kind, but he’s learned better over the years than to expose that soft underbelly to people.

that’s all ?? for now ?? lbh i probs missed smth but oh well

wanted connections !

surrogate sibling — he never had a sibling but like ? he should’ve. these two would probably bicker to no end, but lucky would be incredibly overprotective and really want the best for this person.

ride or die / best friend — i beg

opposites — he is dumb and angry and mean so let’s rope a nice lil bean into putting up with his bullshit !

confidant — lucky would rather die than talk about all his mushy feelings, but even assholes need someone to trust with deep shit and good gossip !

drinking buddies — everybody needs to unwind, right ? these two just do it in the same place for the sake of convenience. this could also involve accidental sharing of secrets that is NOT discussed the next day.

fwb / fling — again, he basically only cares about training, but a guy’s got needs, so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

exes — y’all know how this one goes. lucky is still a hot mess. could’ve ended well, could’ve ended badly – we can connect the dots together.

enemy — leo is fucking annoying so i imagine he’s got some of those.

Soto was born in Texas, on the outskirts of Austin, in one of those rural neighborhoods where there’s more empty lots than houses and stray dogs are running around everywhere. 

It was a freaking wonderland for a rambunctious little kid, he had a new dog following him every week and plenty of space to dig dirt forts. He grew up as the youngest of four, always trying to get attention.

For his fifth birthday he got his first dirtbike, a little toy 50cc. It was his first love in his life, far more important than any soulmark on his hip. (His brothers made fun of the little lavender sprig but his sister loved it) He spent every waking moment making ramps and racetracks, following his older brothers.

His attention seeking nature made him take bigger and bigger jumps, going faster and faster, and he eventually got into the junior racing circuit cause his parents knew he would likely do well. 

Hill climbs, track racing, hare scrambles, speedway, motocross, you name it, he was in it. He eventually dropped out of school at 16 because he just felt like it wasn’t as important as racing to him.

Soto was a rising star in the racing world, getting contracts and sponsorships left and right. Eventually, he got into the supersport racetrack, and participated in the AMA Supersport Championship twice.

After his second Championship, he met a woman named Christy, who worked as an interviewer. It was only suppose to be a one night stand, Christy had a different soulmark, and Soto wanted to concentrate on his racing.

However, of course, it doesn’t work like that. Christy became pregnant and Max was born, and Soto became a father at 28. They stuck it out for a while, but ultimately, Christy left, because she wanted her soulmate, rather than a man who was distracted and distant from her.

It was his third Championship, when Max was three, when the worst happened. Halfway through the race, his bike wobbled and then crashed, exploding into a fireball that engulfed Soto. Rescue rushed in, spraying him with extinguishers and smothering the fire with blankets, but the damage was done. 

Soto had extensive burns across his torso, and doctors weren’t certain he would survive. The accident was attributed to mechanical failure, but Soto knew he would never go back on a track again. His soulmark had disappeared under the burns, reappearing on his neck, now unable to be hidden. It felt exposed, and changed his regard for the soulmark.

Recovery was a long road, and Christy wavered in her level of support, as she had to protect Max. Soto took great strides forward, but fell back just as violently. Depression, ptsd, skin grafts, reconstructive surgeries, repeated upper respiratory infections, he traveled in and out of in patient and ERs on an endless loop. Each event took it out of him, and affected his son even more.

Christy moved to Jericho, as her soulmate had arrived in the little town and she felt that pull. Soto thought about letting her go, letting their son go to not scare him anymore with his father’s struggles. But Christy called him every night, telling him to move to the town because his son still missed him terribly.

Soto moved, finding the small town to be a good change of pace. He was surprised to find himself happy for Christy and her new husband, felt the most at peace he had in quite a while. He even set his hands on a motorcycle again, as he knew how to repair motorcycles with the best of them.