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full name: vittorio emile-marco savialti major: politics and international relations

background

the name savialti thundered into italy’s elite circles and commanded everyone’s attention quite abruptly. nobody knew who vincenzio savialti was or how he rose to become the one of the wealthiest men in the country, but it was certainly a name that came to stay. it didn’t take long before he was shaking hands and clapping backs with famed aristocrats of europe. barely anyone knew about the underground mafia in sicily run by this new horse in the race.

unlike most people who grew up with a multi-million fortune over their heads, vigo actually had to work hard and exert as much effort to get exactly what he wanted. it was the way things worked in their household. his father, vincenzio, was a rather stringent man, after all. it was his mother, mafalda, who delivered love and affection to the young boy’s heart. unfortunately, a day before vigo’s 13th birthday, her life was taken away by three bullets in the head. collateral damage of a mafia war was what everyone around vigo called it.

after that, not much else mattered but building himself up to be the perfect heir to a crooked empire his father had built. and it meant more than strengthening his body and learning how to shoot guns and talk business. for vigo, it meant stripping away every bit of conscience that ran through his system. he had to learn to be heartless, to shoot someone point blank without batting an eye, to be unfazed by smattering of blood on his face. anything was easy enough if there was enough rage to fuel the fire. and for vigo, it was his mother’s death.

every merciless thing that he’s done paid off. today, vigo is his father’s second in command. but it wasn’t quite a breeze to get to. he was practically enslaved by his own father, doing anything and everything that his father demanded with immaculate precision. the blood in his hands was enough to soak it through and through, but in the end, the luxury was always what mattered to vigo. 

university is mostly only a past time, but also a front for every shady business vigo was involved in. doing the dirty work and getting what he wanted from people was easy enough, point a gun at them and they’ll be on their knees begging. it was keeping it under wraps that was the challenge. so here he was on his second university, learning a bigger trade than business. 

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personality

personality wise, he’s a whole lot of despicable traits -- cunning, deceitful, abrasive, hedonistic, and arrogant. emotional connections practically don’t exist in his world. he doesn’t much care for it or for others, and believes money is the only thing you truly need to fill you up. and yet, ironically, he was always trying to chase something, a high, or something that would make him feel something. to him, having the time of your life is of utmost importance. he’ll never say no to a party. he’d always be there to wreak havoc. intelligence is there for sure, but instead of using it to excel academically, his wits and his charm usually work the best in deceiving people and manipulating them into getting what he wanted. and he barely ever failed at that. but none of it ever felt enough. 

connections

rivals

people he’s a bad influence to

hookups

riot friends

party friends

              ok yay u clicked read more i lov u already !! alrightyyy then, i have three ( 3 ) babies & preferred not to make three separate intro posts since im a lazy ass binch. however, i provided links down below that will direct you to their actual intros, stats, other fun stuff !! the appropriate warnings will be placed down below bc these three are absolute messes and been thru some sh*t !!

OLLIVANDER GREENE: introduction, data, musings, pinterest ( warning/s: death, drugs, violence, abusive parent ) * ( daniel sharman, twenty eight, male, he/him ) – have you seen ollivander greene, the medicinestudent around oxford yet? i hear they can be deceitful and charismatic, but those who know them insist they’re reminded of stupid decisions, empty alcohol bottles and bruised up knuckles when they’re around. rumor has it that ollie forged his sister’s academic records. is it true? only time will tell…

CLARA LUNA: introduction, data, musings, pinterest ( warning/s: death, illness )  * ( camila morrone, twenty one, female, she/her ) – have you seen clara luna, the philosophy and theology student around oxford yet? i hear they can be naive and compassionate, but those who know them insist they’re reminded of rosaries, angelic laughter and eloquent lies when they’re around. rumor has it that her parents faked her death . is it true? only time will tell…

SABRINA BALFOUR: introduction, data, musings, pinterest  ( warning/s: drugs )  * ( barbara palvin, twenty three, female, she/her ) – have you seen sabrina balfour, the law student around oxford yet? i hear they can be unequivocal and passionate, but those who know them insist they’re reminded of glamorous parties, popping pills and hazy nights when they’re around. rumor has it that sab routinely pays off law enforcement. is it true? only time will tell…

               so ya that’s about it for me nd my demons, babes !! for any plots, fill in wanted connections, questions, inquires, corrections and, or concerns ?? pls dont hesitate to contact me thru discord ( upsetti spaghetti #8546 ) or 1-800-hmu-on-dms !! or u kno hit the lil heart down below nd i’ll knock on ur dms !! either way is fine by me xx

FULL NAME: bridget evelyn elizabeth windsor. OFFICIAL TITLE: her royal highness, princess bridget of york. DATE OF BIRTH: june 5th, 1996 PLACE OF BIRTH: st mary’s hospital, london. IMPORTANT LINKS: pinterest & statistics 

BACKSTORY

bridget was never easy, she was always full of too much life, too much energy. in short, she was always TOO MUCH. in comparison to her cousins and even her older brother, she was exhausting and so it was just easier to place her in the care of her nannies, let them tire her out, and parent her when she was nearly asleep. it was never a solid way of parenting, but for the duke and duchess of york, it was the easiest. neither of them was the ‘ strict parent ’ when she was younger, the help handled that, and it made their daughter love them all the more.

unfortunately, with a lack of actual parental guidance came, well, a burning desire for attention. as she grew, there was less need to placate her with toys and sweets and they disappeared more often, and when they were around the focus was on her older brother, who was being groomed to take their maternal grandfather’s place on the board at selfridges. so she acted out, and if she were to stop and think about it ? she hasn’t stopped acting out since.

at eleven years old bridget was sent to cheltenham ladies college, an all-girls boarding school, and she truly felt as if she was being punished, her older brother was being sent to eton which was practically at home, while she was exiled. she of course came home every weekend but it was still awful frankly. regardless, bridget stayed the course ( there were a few minor mishaps where she was threatened with expulsion, but it’d look worse for them than for her, and so she was stuck ), and left with an acceptance to her first choice university, oxford. 

she was eighteen when everything changed. gradually over the years her parents realised it wasn’t quite fair to focus all of their attention on her brother, and she began to spend more time with them, with her mother specifically. the summer after graduating, after seeing who bridget had become fast friends with, evelyn decided she had to finally tell her daughter the truth. 

evelyn married edward out of necessity more than anything else. when she was bridget’s age she engaged in a relationship ( if tumbling into each other’s beds counted as such ) with alexander balfour. when alexander married for business, and left her broken-hearted in the dust, she felt obliged to marry. edward was a good choice, albeit the easy one. their firstborn came quickly, a cherished addition to the family, the first of a new generation of royals. when evelyn bumped into alexander a year post-birth however, well, it was the beginnings of an affair that could rip evelyn’s life to shreds. soon evelyn was pregnant again and this time she couldn’t say for certain who the father was. once bridget was born and a discreet paternity test could be conducted, evelyn’s fears came true: her daughter wasn’t edward’s.

things got worse when bridget found out the truth. she found solace in alcohol and drugs, stayed out all night, flew around the globe, spent to excess — anything to numb the ache in her chest. of course, the fact that she knew her biological father, she knew her half-siblings, and they didn’t know about her. she needed an outlet for her frustration at the situation she was involved and that’s when an old friend suggested she try martial arts, bridget fell in love. 

CURRENTLY

her act is currently partially cleaned up, while the tabloids when she was eighteen delighted in ripping her to shreds and analysing every detail of every outing she took, they’re rarely given a glimpse of that anymore. she enters clubs through the back door, she leaves through the side, and she definitely doesn’t make appearances.

bridget’s public persona is managed within an inch of its life. she isn’t allowed a public social media account, all outfits for public outings are worked on with a stylist who, as far as bridget is concerned, thinks a nun looks like a slut. for the time being, bridget is happy to just put on a pretty face and keep on with her studies, but behind closed doors, if she wants to throw parties and go to clubs, nobody is going to stop her.

PERSONALITY

POSITIVE TRAITS: gregarious, uninhibited, protective, creative, passionate. NEGATIVE TRAITS: elitist, promiscuous, indulgent, hedonistic, dramatic.

i won’t touch on every trait, but she’s super friendly, she makes friends easily and best friends even easier ( “ anyone who gives me coke is my best friend ” ). but she definitely has a close circle of about 3-4 friends, ones that don’t change or switch out, her ride or dies. she’s also a bit of a hoe and honestly has zero problems falling into bed with… just about anyone. money is no problem for her, and if she wants it ? it’s going to be hers, it’s certainly something that highlights her indulgent nature.

there are two people for certain in this world that bridget would kill for, and/or lay down her life for, and that’s her brother and her cousin, eleanor, but if you’re among her close friends or family, she’s so protective. but at the end of the day, there is nothing she enjoys more than settling in front of a blank canvas and doing watercolour paintings, or sitting in the window seat in her flat with a sketchbook and a pencil and sketching for hours on end, trees, cars, faces, eyes, lips etc.

PLOTS

general information.

full name: ophelia fleur summers greene date of birth: 12 july 1996 place of birth: manhattan, new york, us

background.

few things fuck your childhood up as much as having a mob boss for a father. ophelia had to learn that the hard way. it’s hard to regain a sense of normalcy when actual murderers and henchmen step over your neatly built tower of legos to discuss something very illegal with your father. her mother tried her best to provide a stable childhood for her two young children, showering them in love and affection. what sebastian greene lacked in ability to care about his two children, océane more than made up for.

all well and good, right - had it not been for the fact that around the time lia turned five, her mother was in a car ‘accident’ that unfortunately would cost her her life. while there’s no actual, hard proof that sebastian had planned it out or executed it, lia has always had this nagging feeling that her mother’s death was her father’s doing. and it wasn’t made any better by the fact that less than a week after her funeral, sebastian’s side piece had moved in, already pregnant. and, with a new step mother, came four new half-siblings.

not only was her mother’s passing a monumental event in and of its own, but it also marked a change in their father’s approach to his two eldest kids. while their mother had been alive, they’d been more or less sheltered from all the criminal goings-on of the greene family. and without the insistence of their mother that they be kept out of it, it didn’t take sebastian long to bring his children under his wing. so to speak. first came ollie, but i’m sure alex will write in length about that so i will skip that real quick. lia was kept out of it for the most part until her brother went to college.

so, without going into too much detail, lia had to grow up real quick. what had been a soft, sensitive child had to harden, because - well - crybabies don’t survive in the wild.

personality.

i think if i were to describe lia with one word, it would be stupid. capital s stupid. it’s a trait she inherited from her mother, who was far too dumb and naive to to realise that her father didn’t actually have her best interests at heart. fronts this facade of being a tough bitch™, and will probably actually fight you if you upset her, but she’s actually a massive crybaby. (don’t tell her i said that). a bit of a wild card - doesn’t really go anywhere without drugs on her, always down for a good time. 

secret.

full name: henry augustus parrish major: business and management

background

henry’s life has been pretty average, to say the least. he was born to financially-struggling average parents, went to an average school, garnered average friends, consistently got average grades, had a pair of average twin sisters, and experienced bullying like an average kid. for most of his life, he got picked on for wearing the same jacket to school, for having tattered clothes and beat up shoes, for being poor in general. henry only kept his head down and sat quietly in the corner, because, well, that was all true and what could he do about it, really?

despite this, henry was raised with a tank full of love and warmth from his parents. they constantly apologized to henry for not being able to give him a better life. and henry understood. his family was his treasure and for the mean time, that was enough to get him by.

after graduating high school, unsurprisingly, money was still a problem. thank god his father was a professor at a local community college in bedford, otherwise he would never have gotten a fully-paid scholarship. if he was being honest, he couldn’t remember much about that part of his education. sure, he graduated, but most of his time was spent working two, sometimes three jobs, to save up for oxford. 

all those years spent in poverty built up a resolute longing, an ardent desire for a life that was greater than the one he currently lived. he’s always admired the expensive suits he would see in the mall, the expensive parties he could only see on television, the eloquence, the grandeur, the luxury. henry was pretty much in love with all of it, and his shot in oxford felt like living out his dream. 

around campus, he could always be seen clad in a shirt under a sweater or a secondhand cashmere coat he loved to wear, seemingly awe-struck by everything around him. and the next second he could either be spacing out, running into a wall, or staring confounded at a piece of homework. god help the child

although he’s not one to lie, henry’s been determined to keep the nature of his background under wraps in fear of being ridiculed for his status once more. he tries his best to act in a manner that’s proper, respectable, and at times dignified. but it’s difficult to miss henry’s bright and ungainly glory.

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personality

having been through plenty of hardships in his life, a tough mental strength has been hard-wired into henry, allowing him to remain optimistic in the face of adversity. he has a bright and curious demeanor, always ready to extend help and offer unselfish and genuine smiles to all. it’s not very difficult to be friends with him. but this is also where his downfall lies. he’s too amiable for his own good that he easily falls prey to manipulative and deceitful people. 

henry is a dreamer, and is persistent in chasing his dreams without really deliberating if it was the kind of dream he should be chasing. he’s in love with the riot club that’s it. a feat that sometimes goes overboard and one comparable to the mythological character icarus. and on top of all of that, he has moments where he just shifts into a giant blubbering mess - mostly when beautiful, rich people talk to him.

connections

best friend - someone who helps him like get through the mess, instant click, get along kind of friends, always having a good time, laughing at the same things, late nights, and early mornings, and what not.

friends - give him lots of this pleathe. he needs it. could be childhood friends, party friends, study friends, course mates, roommates, whatever kind of friends you have in mind.

a girl he’s “in love” with and trying to impress - may or may not be a bad influence on him

bad influences - riot club members pls pull through he wants to be a part of this tiny club

FULL NAME: gaia lucienne bergé-saint-laurent PRONUNCIATION: /ɡaɪə/ /bɛʁʒé/ sæn ləˈrɒn DATE OF BIRTH: february 28th, 1995 PARENTS: pierre bergé & yves saint laurent NATIONALITY: french  IMPORTANT LINKS: statistics & pinterest.

BACKSTORY

gaia was born prematurely to columbian immigrants, alessandra and sergio garcía, at thirty-three weeks. as they already lacked the money for her care, and also had two young sons, they made the decision to give the small newborn up for adoption. as luck would have it, a week into her short life, two men found themselves at the same hospital to meet a friends baby and found themselves enraptured by the tiny girl in the room adjacent to their friend. as soon as she was healthy enough she was going home with them, with the adoption proceedings well underway by that point. she was christened gaia lucienne bergé-saint-laurent in the hospital and later on her birth certificate, with her new fathers wishing for her to carry both of their names.

she never really understood the meaning of her wealth, it wasn’t hers yet but she was their sole inheritor, she was pampered but neither her papa or dad ever thought to drown her in luxuries and treat her as if she were royalty. she was a small girl when they brought her to her first fashion show, and it was clear ( yet strange ) that her dad was different. gaia knew people loved him, but then they loved her by extension and she had dozens of uncles and aunts that promised to be at her families beck and call.

her fathers were never the sort to send her off to boarding school under the guise of wanting the best education, in fact, both of them vehemently protested such a thing and unlike most of the children she was socialised with as a toddler who went to switzerland for schooling, she went to the international school of paris. and the best part was that she was still able to come home every night and cuddle up on the sofa with her parents and enjoy every second with them.

she was thirteen when her dad passed away and she fell apart, only held together by her papa, and for a time after his passing she truly felt as if she didn’t have the right to feel an empty hole in her chest because she’d only had him for thirteen years and papa had him for a lifetime and now he was gone. she did, however, utilise the time she spent with her remaining parent, she was reminded that life was short and loved ones could be taken away at a moments notice. at eighteen, her worst nightmare came true. her papa lived long enough to see her graduate but he had held on for so long and he finally succumbed to his illness with her by his bedside. she was inconsolable and the only thing that helped her through was the knowledge that her fathers, who taught her how to love through their own love, the very definition of soulmates, were reunited.

gaia didn’t know what to do with herself, suddenly alone in the world without a parent to turn to, and she sought solace in marrakech where both her fathers were laid to rest. it was in their home there that she found a box of their love letters, written from the time they met until the time papa had passed away, and tucked in there were letters for her, and from her. all her life they had called her l'amour de ma vie ( love of my life ), and there were letters upon letters that addressed her as such. a day later she found herself getting a tattoo, the only one she’d ever get.

CURRENTLY

gaia had a hard decision to make once she felt prepared enough to attend university, she wanted to return to france but she also wanted the best possible education, and so her decision to go to oxford was made. it was close enough to home that she could make the trip quickly if she wished, but it marked a fresh start too, and that was the most important part. her course choice was easy however, she wanted to be able to run a company one day, her father’s company specifically. 

after both of her father’s passed away, they left everything to her. their impressive art and literature collections, an equally impressive real estate portfolio, their business shares and every penny they ever earned. it was a ridiculous inheritance at the age of eighteen, and gaia didn't want it all, a large amount of their collection was sent to morocco and a large chunk of the estate was turned into a museum dedicated to their legacy. but then she realised she didn’t receive everything that she was due, her father’s company was still under kering. it only took a well paid private investigator to deliver a folder of salacious information on each board member, information each of them would do anything to keep quiet. 

PERSONALITY

POSITIVE TRAITS: driven, intelligent, kind, graceful, genteel NEGATIVE TRAITS: reserved, aloof, perfectionist, blunt, impenetrable

gaia is exceptionally focused on things that she wants, if her sights are set on it then it will likely be hers. she isn’t frugal by any means but she does still live in at her college, and she isn’t flashy about her wealth — she likes nice things but will under no circumstance wave it in someone’s face. she’s hyper-aware of how her time is spent, and this can make her come off as quite aloof as she doesn’t tend to spend her time associating with those who aren’t worthy of her. 

one thing that many people have said about her is that everything is always pristine about her, her clothing, her hairstyles, her living space, even the way she lays her stationary out to take notes, she’s earnt quite the reputation for always being prepared. though she is polite almost to a fault, she’s also very blunt, gaia won’t hesitate to tell you that your new haircut is horrible but she does phrase it in such a way that you hardly register it until later on.

PLOTS

gaia is very friendly but mostly with purpose, if your character can in any way help her further her own goals, she’s likely tried to befriend them. otherwise, she can make friends easily enough and doesn’t really care enough for enemies. i’m certainly open to other characters not liking her but the fact would remain that she wouldn’t even think about them. she’s also demisexual, which means that she doesn’t feel any type of sexual attraction unless there’s a deeper romantic connection, she is aware of her sexuality. so give me her exes who she never felt a connection to, or even better one or two that she did, or a current love interest, perhaps even someone who’s trying to determine just where her boundaries are.

FULL NAME: hugo byron talbot DATE OF BIRTH: november 3rd, 1996 PARENTS: gregory talbot & marianne cunard-talbot  NATIONALITY: english  IMPORTANT LINKS: statistics & pinterest.

BACKSTORY

hugo was born on november 3rd, ironically the same day as his mother’s birthday, born twenty-six years apart. marianne cunard-talbot was, to put it bluntly, not the motherly type. her own mother left her and her father when she was one, and since kenneth cunard had no other possible heir to the family business ( and fortune, mind ) the proverbial crown was laid on her brow. with no mother figure in her life, it seemed the capabilities escaped her, as they escaped her husband too. gregory talbot, as a second son to a wealthy family, had little to inherit but a mind for business. when they met at cambridge, both studying literature, in the eighties it wasn’t a match made in heaven, it wasn’t love at first sight, but they made a good team — it was enough.  two more children followed after hugo, and while they lacked a significant amount of guidance from their own parents ( or any sort of guidance at all, really ), they made do with themselves. while hugo and his siblings stayed in london, his parents continued to live in southampton where the headquarters for cunard corporation was, and let the nannies that they’d hired handle the raising of their kids. the lack of supervision and general parenting only served to create an air of entitlement around hugo. he knew from a young age that he was going to be an important man when he grew up, that he would be a powerful man. it was only enforced by the fact that when marianne and gregory would visit it was mainly to nitpick at their children, enquire after their grades and ensure that nobody was stepping out of line.  at thirteen hugo had to leave his siblings behind to attend eton. despite the fact he would return every weekend he still felt the separation from his siblings keenly, they had after all barely been apart for their whole lives. on his first day at eton, he tripped over someone else’s suitcase as he exited his car, and when he turned to angrily confront the owner of the case, he came face to face with thomas. they became fast friends despite the fact that hugo couldn’t help but remember, and wish to rebel against, his parents wish for him to befriend the heir to the throne. the tom he knew wasn’t the crown prince, but rather the boy who had never been allowed his own freedom, a boy who was only just beginning to discover who he was without his parents telling him who he had to be.  by the time hugo was sixteen, and tom seventeen, both had begun to dabble in illicit substances. their reasons were different of course, but it wasn’t as if they necessarily needed reasons to get high and pretend they weren’t going to have the weight of the world on their respective shoulders in ten years. but while hugo usually kept sober unless there was a party, tom seemed to want to spend his time being perpetually high. it was easy to ignore it, his best mate seemed happier after he’d done a few lines, but he also seemed flirtier. tom had come out almost immediately after they’d met, and it was like all the weight had lifted off of his shoulders, sharing his secret with another person seemed to help him immensely. hugo couldn’t say when he began to realise that tom had a crush on him, maybe it was from the very moment they’d met, but throughout the years it started to become abundantly clear. at a friend’s twenty-first birthday party he still felt completely blindsided when tom got high and wasted, and then tried to convince hugo to sleep with him. 

he was eighteen when his parents passed away, it was strange to him because despite their lack of presence it always felt like they were hovering nearby, just waiting for him to mess up, or for his brother or sister to, so they could blame him. it was an accident they said, something went wrong on one of the ships and unfortunately, it took his parents with him when it sunk. his grandfather pulled him aside at the funeral to tell him what happened, he claimed it was hugo's right now, considering once he left university, it was all his. he told hugo about how the cunard fleet was losing more money that it was making, how there was a plan to sink the least valuable to bring in more money, to supplement the loss of money. he told hugo how the plan went awry and the ship didn't sink when it was meant to on its return from australia, and when they went to inspect the ship and why it didn't go down, it sank with them on it. the money was still going to be beneficial to the company, and now the insurance company would be hard pressed to believe that the ship was tampered with, considering who was aboard. the secret had to be kept, he was going to have to keep it for his whole life if he valued his handle on the company and their resulting wealth. it was hard, losing his parents and being burdened with such a secret. his only solace was tom, who didn't know what it was to lose family, but understood what it was like to feel so disconnected.

he would never admit it to his best friend, hell, he’d never admit it out loud, period, but while his mate had been harbouring feelings for him, hugo had a crush of his own. tom’s sister eleanor was quiet around him, he wasn’t sure they’d ever really had a proper conversation and yet every time he caught sight of her when he’d visit tom his heart would kick up and his palms would sweat. it all came to a head when, at tom’s cousin’s twenty-first birthday, he rescued nora from a handsy party-goer and began seeing her in secret, namely so tom wouldn’t find out. their relationship was easy enough to hide, he would stay with tom and sneak off to eleanor’s room once he’d passed out, she would arrive at his door with a hermès scarf to shield her face and hair from those who might recognise her. by the time it had become abundantly clear to the both of them that it was a completely serious relationship and decided that it was time to go public and share their news with tom, and scheduled a press conference ( because an instagram debut was awfully uncouth ), they’d been together for almost a year and a half. 

with the press conference scheduled for the monday after their respective birthdays, and having resolved to sit down to dinner on sunday with eleanor’s family to tell them the truth, both hugo and eleanor went into the weekend confident and happy. tragedy was never far away though, it always seemed to loom on the horizon. after a wild saturday night, tom and hugo found themselves back at buckingham palace, hugo drunk and tom exceptionally high. a quick slip of the tongue ( “ god i’m going to regret this in the morning, nora’s going to kick my ass if i go back to her in this state. ” ), had him thinking he’d ruined everything before nora could present her arguments to her family. instead, tom gave his blessing and sent hugo off to his sister to enjoy the rest of his birthday. he’d thought it was the best weekend of his life, he went home to get ready for dinner and was interrupted by his phone ringing — it was the phone call that he felt turning his life upside down. his girlfriend told him how the maid came to wake him, he was late for breakfast, she shook him and he didn’t wake up. a heart attack, nora told him. the press conference planned for them was used to announce his best friend’s death, the best weekend of his life so quickly turned into the worst.

CURRENTLY

hugo is still trying to work through losing tom, he’s not about to admit to anyone that losing someone who he’d just assumed would be there for… well, forever, was taken so quickly. it also impeded the announcement for his and eleanor’s relationship and forced them back into the dark when they’d been preparing to be able to not sneak around, and now they’re back to where they were before. 

PERSONALITY

POSITIVE TRAITS: astute, meticulous, loyal NEGATIVE TRAITS: acerbic, calculating, imperious  hugo is, above all else, extremely sharp. when it comes to people it usually takes approximately a sentence to leave their mouth before he's made his judgement on them. this also applies to his schoolwork and actual work ( on the occasion that his grandfather requires another set of trusted eyes ). in all things he does he is exceptionally precise, mostly a result of the scrutiny he faced with his parents expecting every move to be absolutely perfect. above all else, and probably the trait he would tell a person he possesses, he is extremely loyal, mostly to his family. there are few people he would go to the ends of the earth for and without a doubt his siblings are the first two ( and eleanor ). he was never raised to be soft, he was raised to run a multi-billion dollar corporation, and as such he never learnt to edge his words with honey, his words always tend to sound as if they have an edge to them, almost confrontational. if a person knows him well enough, they would understand that he usually means nothing by it, he doesn't care enough about most people for it to mean anything. when approaching any situation, his cunning is one thing he has no problem in using, it's often little more than a means to an end as long as it benefits him or someone he cares about. he also has a habit of coming across as quite pompous, he's lived a life where he hasn't ever wanted for anything, everything is served up on a silver platter. as such his view of the world is also quite skewed and his knowledge of simple things like grocery shopping is nonexistent. it makes him come off as conceited and haughty, once the layers are peeled back he is definitely a different person, alas he's hard pressed to let anyone close enough to see him.

PLOTS

okay, i'm definitely spitballing because connections for him are genuinely hard, i can almost guarantee that while i don't think he makes enemies, he's certainly not making friends with many people. he's probably friendly with most people in the riot club, but nowhere close to someone he actually considers a close friend. in saying that, here are a list of connections i can see, but i'm so happy to brainstorm some fun things up !