SLOANE ELIZA SONG. THIRTY-FIVE. ATTORNEY. JUDGEMENT.
FULL NAME: sloane eliza song.
NICKNAME(S): slo.
AGE: Â thirty-five.
DATE OF BIRTH: january 1st.
PLACE OF BIRTH: angelwoods, colorado.
CURRENT LOCATION: angelwoods, colorado.
GENDER: cis female.
PRONOUNS: she/her.
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual.
ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: heteroromantic.
RELIGION: none.
OCCUPATION: defense attorney.
LIVING ARRANGEMENTS: tbd.
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE, ETC.
FACECLAIM: Â nathalie emmanuel.
HAIR COLOR AND STYLE: brown. usually worn in curls.
EYE COLOR: deep brown.
EYESIGHT: Â perfect vision in right eye but slightly blurry vision in her left.
HEIGHT: Â five foot, seven inches.
WEIGHT: Â one hundred and thirty-five pounds.
BODY AND BUILD: Â athletic.
TATTOOS: flower on her foot. butterfly, moon on her left back bicep.
PIERCINGS: ears, belly.
CLOTHING STYLE: casual.
DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS: none.
HEALTH.
MENTAL DISORDER(S): mild depression.
PHYSICAL DISORDER(S): none.
ALLERGIES: none.
SLEEPING HABITS: she barely gets three hours of sleep a night. her mind does not quit racing so she spends most nights tossing and turning..
EATING HABITS:Â does not cook whatsoever for herself. lives on take-out unless someone cooks for her.
SOCIABILITY:Â she can make friends with just about anyone. she is the mother type within friend groups and the one that everyone turns to in order to lay out their burdens.
ADDICTIONS: none.
DRUG USE:Â depends on her mood.
ALCOHOL USE: usually socially but often times more on days when her work life is heavy.
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on silver spoons and trying to pass along the little love you inherited, to be better than you were but stumble on the dirt swept under the rug, ignoring the guilt gnawing in your stomach as you spit on the memory of a dead girl, begging to buddha that your daughter never knows the life you did.
content warning: substance abuse, addiction, parental neglect, mentions of family death.
NEWÂ YORK, Â 2023.
sometimes, it takes millions of dollars to find yourself.
here is life after academia:
after all but flunking out of a miserable second year at UCLA, the hail mary attempt for a masters ended in a dazzling fizzle of sparks as she wrapped her cherry red porsche around a lamp pole. her parents lowered their expectations. deciding that school didnât teach her how to appreciate her privilege â rehab it was. the first attempt, at least.
the next six years were a whiplash of benders and rehabs. while floating in and out of sobriety and getting treatment for what mama referred to as âmigrainesâ, dara found out she was pregnant. with something to be sober for beyond herself, she decided to get clean. ish.Â
life became a whirlwind. pregnant. then married. then a mother. then employed?Â
but maybe employed isn't the right word. because committee work doesn't quite feel like a job. itâs parties and dinner and guilting prospectives to buy into whatever charity needs it more that month â all so other rich people like her can participate in public altruism. thankfully she knows a lot of rich people. what's a better place to network than a four year stint in the glitziest rehab facility in LA?Â
who would have thought that miss dara somsri, angelwood's devil, would being doing charity work these days?
itâs got a nice ring to it.
ANGELWOODS, Â 2008.
a girl can be many things. but dara is simply a disappointment.Â
despite her dazzling youth and brilliant charm, she lacked the same ambition as her mama or phaw or bpuu. the sharp mind that they gifted to her was wasted in her pursuit of happiness, seemingly achievable solely through the alps in club bathrooms. barely weeks out of high school and they debated behavioural correction programs before settling on college. she was dragged to the plane by her hair, kicking and screaming half-way through the country before being heavily sedated. her cries did nothing for her but cement the somsriâs decision. it was the right choice to isolate her from those good-for-nothing kids who taught her american sins in the first place.Â
despite the unwanted move, she could always make the best of a bad situation. she was dancing on tables in senior dorms less than twelve hours after touching down. obviously, it was nothing to an LA party but angelwoods made a heroic attempt; thus holding her hand in her downward spiral.
she became a dreadful cunt during the days, constantly irritated due to the never-ending hungover and careless because of the fried circuit board in her head. whatever brilliance she mightâve had was used up when she came up with the brilliant idea to hire people to do her homework.
she was something else in the night.
that was when she came alive, brought to life through ritual â with a drink and a drug and a good pregame CD. every nasty thing she said through the day was forgiven. whatever sheâd done forgotten. it certainly helped that she never minded sharing her supply â inviting whoever happened to be in the room with her to do a line with her.
everyone loved her.
almost everyone.
who fucking cared about olive anyway? she's dead.
some people said that the rivalry stemmed from jealousy. oliveâs out of envy of everything that dara had and she did not, daraâs from oliveâs glowing reputation of which she did not. other people said that oliveâs loving family reminded dara of her absentee parents â because even the carte blanche on daddyâs credit card couldnât buy a family that gave a shit.Â
truthfully, it was much pettier than that. olive humiliated her. since she was such a fucking know-it-all, dara figured she would gotten the point from the snide remarks, lack of invites out, and the fact she made a point to make out with all of her exes. admittedly, it was a little heavy-handed when dara would knock into her in passing. and the tennis racquet incident was overkill, but it was an accident. probably.
this is a mean girl grown up.
BELÂ AIR, Â 1987.
bpuuâs phaw was a rice farmer. when he was a child he would help cut stalks in the fields in his oversized galoshes. the hand-me-downs would one day fit better on him, and became too tight much sooner than he expected. it was difficult to believe this impoverished thailand that bpuu painted as his humble origins â especially as they sat their glossy bel air mansion, held in the safety of the gated community.
he always wanted to be an american. well, perhaps it was better to say he wanted to be rich. and americans were rich. really fucking rich. Â
maybe that's why he loved his little star as much as he did. she had the great fortune to be born as both. she was proof that his dream to get his family out of the rice fields was fully realized. it was a shame she did so little with the opportunity but he didn't live long enough to see her disappoint him. Â
now they all loved her, donât be mistaken. as busy as they were, her family loved her all the same. it was simply different.
being with her bpuu was different from her parents. bpuu showered her endlessly with love, and attention, and gifts. she was lucky if she saw her parents more than once a week. they were preoccupied with the company. the AMEX bill had to come from somewhere. mama was the reason they went international, and phaw probably had something to do with it as well. even if not directly, as the chairman, all accomplishments by the company were his to claim anyway.
she gets it from him â the belief that the world is hers. after all, they did it all for her. for the dream that her life would be easier than theirs.
and it is.
that money is hers too. this is her reparations for their neglect in her childhood, payment for staying quiet and keeping herself entertained while they fought tooth and nail to monopolize thailandâs rice exports. that money is for every birthday she spent alone and every dinner they left to take a call.
none of them understood her loneliness. bpuu had the love of his poor parents. mama was an independent woman from the start. and phaw was cradled with a tigerâs expectations.
they argued she was lucky for her freedom.
but that freedom was nothing more than a pretty name for an endless free fall. all she had to catch her was her rage. a red anger, clinging to her skin like an armour made of molten lava. burning hot and fast and leaving behind not even bone.
she was empty. gorged so heavily on herself yet hollow inside. Â
dara somsri wanted for nothing. which, in many ways, was what her family always hoped for.
character inspo: robin buckley (s3 only! of stranger things), jonathan byers (stranger things), love quinn (you), katherine pierce (tvd), cady heron (mean girls), margaery tyrell (game of thrones), beth harmon (queen's gambit), audrey hope (gossip girl hbo).
from the mun:Â hi guys! I go by jess, and Iâm really excited to be here! this is my first group in a year, and in that time tumblr decided to fuck around with its whole ass interface so (upside smiley), we're on a learning curve rn with that. but otherwise, Iâm still really excited to be here and to plot! Iâll post a plot call on discord later, but also wanted to state one here that if youâre up for plotting and wanna plot with my girl, feel free to give this a like and Iâll hit you up! (:
growing up.
born in miami, florida to her single mother, leticia "lettie" rivera. they were a very happy family, if not at all rich or stable. lettie was a young single mom who had a penchant for two things: moving, and falling in love. as such, throughout carmen's childhood, the riveras never stayed in one place for more than two years.
as a child, carmen didn't mind because lettie did a wonderful job of depicting their travels as "chasing adventures," romancing their travels as a grand roadtrip the two were embarking on as they traveled across the nation. in reality, they moved because lettie faced one two many heartbreaks, not enough heartbreaks, or she heard of a betty paying job somewhere else.
a key way that lettie romanced their situation was through art. art could be found anywhere, created by anyone (*cough* it was a free medium! *cough*) and was a perfect form of self-expression and a great source of entertainment. as such, lettie and carmen bonded over all the different art they came across in every city they went (very much like gilmore girls' lorelai & rory's shared love of film)
all good things must come to an end, however, and carmen was disillusioned by their way of life after lettie got involved with a rich man and carmen was placed in a rich school for a year, full of rich, snobby kids who had nothing nice to say about carmen or her mother, and were quick to point out everything weird and different about their way of life. disillusioned, she couldn't help but begin to see the faults as well. slowly, she recognized that she was going to end up just like her mother if she didn't stop idolizing her and start taking shit more seriously, and so carmen's behavior shifted.
with a new determination, carmen made it a goal to not end up like her mother. that goal had two major objectives: a college degree and a good career. as her family continued to move from place to place, carmen stopped prioritizing making friends and relationships, and instead put her effort into making better grades and saving money. her breezy, mirthful personality morphed as she got older, giving way to a snarky, aloof demeanor.
carmen convinced lettie to settle for her last two years of high school, so in the summer of 2003, the riveras came and stayed in angelwoods. carmen ended up staying for college just because it was the most convenient option for her. lettie left town soon after carmen moved into her dorm.
oh and during high school school she worked two part time jobs - nights at the movie theater during the week, and the day shift at the local community rec center.
so!! small town reputation before college: say hello to the floozy mother and her unapproachable daughter everyone!!
college.
if carmen tried to keep to herself in high school, she did the exact opposite in college. she was an art history major with intentions to be an art dealer
that meant she needed connections baby!
anyone from a financially well-off family, with an interest in art/a family who had an interest in art, or on a clear financially successful path themselves were all people carmen very much got to know during college.
listen, is she a gold digger? no. more like gold detector. her future career depended on having a network of people to invest in future galleries or buy future art pieces from her future clients. it depended on her getting her foot in the door by getting jobs in galleries and being invited to galas and curator events. that can't happen if all her friends are poor like her!!
anyways, college was a pivotal time for her because in pursuit of fostering good connections, getting invites, and getting job opportunities, carmen found out she was not as.... morally righteous? as she thought she was
aka she screwed people over (literally and figuratively) to get to where she is today
and tbh, outside of a few ruined relationships here and there, it was all pretty worth it because she did develop a lot of good connections in college, leading to her getting a job at an up-and-coming gallery in denver out of college.
but like, oof, the personal cost to do that. not great, not great.
but that's not really an issue because she's off to denver so she doesn't have to think about any of that! you do what you gotta do to get where you wanna be, babes!
oh also, she worked as an RA (a bad one lol she only did it for the free housing) and at the university art gallery during college.
so let's talk small town college reputation: to the general public, there were RUMORS because omg it was probably so weird to see her switch up from being like antisocial poor new girl in high school to suddenly showing up to like kinda-definitely-out-of-her-class events, schmoozing and speaking more than she ever did before.
post college.
so she goes to denver! spends a year at the gallery and it's great, but she ends up moving to chicago after getting a better job opportunity there.
spends 6 years in the art world in chicago, builds an increasingly bigger and better network of artists and buyers, gains more skill working at different galleries and with different private buyers, curates a couple shows herself even before she's off again in 2015, this time to the big big leagues: nyc!
in a couple years, she was able to secure herself a very nice, financially stable job working as an art dealer for an investor conglomerate, finding pieces for their individual private collections while also working as the dealer for their well known art gallery in brooklyn. it's a cushy position, better than anything she's had in her previous years, and she's feeling really good about where she's ended up.
and of course it's then that she gets the invitation for her college reunion and is like - well shit.
not a heartless bitch. she thinks she is, but she is not. she grew up very carefree and curious, indulging in the imaginative world her mother spun for her, and she'll always be a creative, wide-eyed girl at heart. but once she realized that indulging in that lifestyle, with her circumstances, would only lead her to an insignificant life like her mother's, she put that side of her to bed.
she is determined, but not necessarily a planner - she's not thinking twelves steps ahead with a plan a and plan b and plan c - she has one plan: succeed, and she's adapted herself however she's needed to see that plan to fruition.
an optimist turned realist.
she is creative and intelligent (street smarts more so than book), but also biting and defensive, more reactive than she'd like to be.
embodies control but craves the freedom of her youth. longs for meaningful connections but has never learned how to properly maintain long-term relationships
and that's carmen! I did not proofread so I apologize for any typos! same goes for the wanted page, which I'm about to draw your attention to now: her wanted page is updated with a lot of jumping off points for plot connections if you wanna give that a look! if you're interested in plotting, you can like this or react to the plotting call in the discord and I'll reach out to plot!
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PARKER EDEL WATSON. THIRTY-SIX. PA. FIVE OF SWORDS.
FULL NAME: parker edel watson.
NICKNAME(S): park, pewy.
AGE: Â thirty-six.
DATE OF BIRTH: june 15.
PLACE OF BIRTH: denver, colorado.
CURRENT LOCATION: ???, colorado.
GENDER: cis female.
PRONOUNS: she/her.
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual.
ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: biromantic.
RELIGION: none.
OCCUPATION: prosecuting attorney.
EDUCATION LEVEL: doctorate of law.
LIVING ARRANGEMENTS: ???
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE, ETC.
FACECLAIM: kylie bunbury.
HAIR COLOR AND STYLE: dark brown & it depends on the day. sometimes she likes to wear it tied back, other days she prefers leaving it down.
EYE COLOR: dark brown.
EYESIGHT: perfect vision.
HEIGHT: five foot, eight inches.
WEIGHT: Â one hundred and twenty-eight pounds.
BODY AND BUILD: athletic / slim.
TATTOOS: none.
PIERCINGS: ears.
CLOTHING STYLE: casual / business professional.
DISTINGUISHING CHARACTERISTICS: smile.
HEALTH.
MENTAL DISORDER(S): anxiety.
PHYSICAL DISORDER(S): none.
ALLERGIES: none.
SLEEPING HABITS: when she isn't working into the early hours of the morning, she sleeps just fine.
EATING HABITS:Â again, when she isn't distracted with work, she has no problem with grabbing meals. it's when she gets into the workzone that she's not always so mindful of meal time.
SOCIABILITY:Â oh, she can work a room well. she loves being the center of attention & owns it when the attention does come her way.
ADDICTIONS: work?
DRUG USE:Â none.
ALCOHOL USE: casual drinker & loves a good glass of wine to settle down.
