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malxlawson · 4 years

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— && guests may mistake me as ( halsey ), but really i am ( amalia 'mal' lawson + cis female + she/her ) and my DOB is ( 8/6/1995 ). i am applying for the ( maintenance manager ) position as part of the EHP and would like to live in suite ( 202 ). i should be hired because i am ( + passionate, charismatic, thorough ), but i can also be ( - prideful, dramatic, argumentative ) at times. personally, i like to ( creating street art, volunteer community work, organizing protests ) when off the clock, but that won’t interfere with work. thank you for your consideration!

aaaand here we come with our favorite revamped heathen! mal hasn’t had quite as much changed - just a nice lil face lift and we love that for her.

before we get super into it: we have a stats page and a pinterest for your viewing pleasure.

going a little heavy on the triggers just because i want to be sure to cover all my bases!! most everything is just a mention, but we gotta be safe kids! take care of yourselves and remember ilysm.

( pregnancy tw, miscarriage tw, police brutality mentions tw, substance abuse tw )

- amalia raelle lawson was born august 6th, 1995 to marshal and cherisse lawson in oakland, california.

- marshal owned a local bbq restaurant and cherisse was an er nurse. both grew up in rough neighborhoods with rough childhoods, but vowed to make their kids’ lives better than their own.

- three years after mal came into their lives, they had a son; jayden.

- from that day on, mal had a best friend and confidant that she’d go to the ends of the earth to keep by her side.

- their childhoods weren’t easy in the way most kids are - their mom worked long hours and their dad spent most of his days at the restaurant. when their parents were home though (if cherisse wasn’t sleeping off a shift change), they spent their time with their community - be it at the restaurant or at block parties - trying to better it in any way they could manage.

- police brutality mention tw despite their efforts, their community was still plagued by all the injustices every other predominantly black community faces. from a young age, mal learned that the justice system wasn’t built to serve her or the people she considered family.

- police brutality mention tw she was six the first time she heard about a family friend being a victim of excessive force; nine when she saw it. for years after that, she saw mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, and cousins coming to mourn their loved ones - either locked up or taken from them too soon.

- instead of becoming numb to these tragedies, a fire was lit in amalia to change the system - even if she had to dismantle it one piece at a time.

- in the mean time, mal found an outlet for her emotions in art - specifically painting. she started with watercolors and crayolas, but once her parents realized her abilities were beyond what they should have been for a kind her age, they put whatever extra they could manage into mal and her passion for art.

- she was fourteen when she was introduced to street art - graffiti, if you want to get technical. his name was trey and amalia was instantly enamored by him. trey ran with a rougher crowd than mal was used to, but he softened around her.

- pregnancy tw they were young, in love, and reckless. she was fifteen when mal found out she was pregnant. while she wasn’t thrilled about becoming another statistic, she was thrilled about the idea of having a child.

- not entirely pleased with the situation, but always willing to support their children, mal’s parents welcomed trey into the family with open arms and began planning what was sure to be a life full of love for the newest addition to the lawson family.

- miscarriage tw three months into the pregnancy, amalia started to experience cramping and spotting. worried it may be something serious, she had her mom take her to the hospital. it was there they confirmed that mal was experiencing a miscarriage.

- everything changed after that. amalia was no longer the girl who wanted to fight the world’s injustices - she was just a girl who wanted to fight the world. she was angry and bitter at everyone and everything.

- substance abuse tw her relationship with trey quickly began to deteriorate and she turned, for the first time, to the rougher crew he hung out with. booze and drugs quickly became a way for mal to cope with the pain she carried around. she started small - cigarettes and pot - before graduating to the harder stuff, like coke and prescription pills.

- substance abuse tw skipping school to get loaded became a regular occurrence and when the truancy officers showed up at the lawson’s front door, her parents sat mal down for an at home intervention. for as much as they yelled and cried and offered treatment, amalia wasn’t hearing any of it. it wasn’t until jayden snuck into her room late one night to ask if he was going to lose mal like one of his friends had lost his older brother that mal realized her actions weren’t only effecting her life.

- miscarriage tw just before her junior year - with the help of her parents - mal decided it was best for her to leave public school and finish the rest of her schooling online. the same time she started online schooling, amalia started painting again. something she hadn’t done since she found out she’d miscarried.

- being able to stay home meant mal had the space and time to heal in her own ways. when she wasn’t doing school work, amalia was painting to help clear her head. it took some time, but she was finally able to tell her parents what she was going through, both mentally and physically.

- miscarriage tw after she miscarried, mal started to suffer from chronic period and pelvic pain, as well as painful intercourse. she’d also been suffering from symptoms of depression, all of which help lead her down the destructive path she’d gone down.

- several doctor trips later, mal was diagnosed with endometriosis and depression and quickly began treatments for both. despite starting treatments for her endometriosis, doctors told mal the likelihood of her conceiving again was highly unlikely.

- mal hadn’t expected to hear at 16 that biological children may never be in her future and she was devastated, but she had her support system and their love and willingness to do whatever they could for her helped her cope in a much healthier way.

- by seventeen, amalia was feeling like her life was back on track, though drastically different than she’d imagined. she finished her diploma early and began working for her dad in the restaurant; serving, cooking, even helping fix things when they broke down. slowly but surely, mal mended her relationship with her parents and earned back their trust.

- one day, after some kids had vandalized the restaurant, marshal asked mal if she’d help cover the graffiti. jumping at the chance, amalia spent three days finishing her first big piece - which is still her favorite to this day - a portrait of her family and the community that kept the restaurant going. abstract and colorful, full of life and vibrancy, mal’s piece drew a lot of attention and several offers for her to commission other pieces.

- for the next three years, mal worked at the restaurant and took commissions when she could. life seemed normal again. she even reconnected with trey, mending the relationship that had been broken.

- the day trey proposed was the happiest day of mal’s life. she’d been beyond thrilled! after everything they’d been through, he still wanted to be with her. unfortunately, the bliss didn’t last. their engagement abruptly ended and mal decided it was best if she get away for a while, so as to not slip back into destructive patterns.

- a quick google search brought amalia to the malnati website and their employee housing program. applying was a no brainer and a month later she and jayden were packing their bags and moving to chicago.

- she started as a maid and, in the four years she’s been there, has moved up to the maintenance manager position.

hcs!

- when she’s not working, mal’s usually painting in her suite or sketching at one of the many parks in chicago during the day. at night, you’ll find her taking full advantage of chicago’s nightlife. night’s in for mal lawson are few and far between.

- drugs tw she skates a fine line when it comes to sobriety. she’s careful to drink or use just enough to be sure she’ll have a good time, but it’s a slippery slope. in the four years she’s been in chicago, mal’s slowly started doing more and more, telling herself she’s got a handle on it. truth be told, she’s teetering on the edge of a full blown problem again.

- super into video games, but partial to anything involving zombies. mal loves a zombie - don’t ask me why. she’s usually down to play among us, valorant, fortnight, and is always down for a little animal crossing when she needs something more chill.

- 90′s hip hop & r&b are mal’s shiiiiiit. she’s at her happiest when she’s got a little tupac on in the background.

- also don’t you dare try to tell her he’s not alive in cuba somewhere living his best life. she ain’t havin’ it.

- when she’s angsty/sad/angry her go to playlist is a lot of punk, rock, grunge. especially of the 90′s persuasion. she stays on brand. her favorites are the offspring, nirvana, the foo fighters, soundgarden, stone temple pilots, the smashing pumpkins, sonic youth, and pixies.

- she’s gluten intolerant and vegetarian.

- mal is a cult classic movie kind of gal. donnie darko, pulp fiction, rocky horror are all on her list of favorites. she’s never going to turn down a good horror/thriller marathon, either.

- she plays a little piano and a little guitar. she picked them up after she started online schooling. she finds both relaxing. she’s by no means going to make a career out of it, but it’s fun!

- hella resting bitch face, but she really is super friendly! she just doesn’t always look it.

- don’t test her, though. she’s got attitude for days and she isn’t afraid to let you know what she thinks or how she feels about you. we ain’t got no time for games, okay?! okay.

- amalia has also very much immersed herself in community work since moving to chicago, especially on the south side. if her parents taught her anything growing up, it’s that she should give back the her community as much as she’s able.

- a lot of her street art celebrates women of color and their beauty.

- not a fan of cops, still. soz pals.

- when it comes to work, she does her best to make the malnati a decent place to work. she’s all about positive reinforcement and making sure she takes care of her employees. she’s not gonna shy away from telling you ya fucked up, though. she’ll say it with love, though, while also calling you a giant pain in her ass. but with love. okay?! okay.

wanted connections!

- hook ups! : mal is a RAGING bisexual and is not at all afraid to make her appreciation for someone’s physical appearance known. just don’t expect to stay the night. once the deed is done you’ve got about thirty seconds to vacate mal’s suite.

- softies! : make. her. soft. give me someone who makes her break her no sleep over rule, pls and thank. she’s a stubborn, pain in the ass, and sassy af but someone who can make her melt? and act like a teenager in love again? all gooey and gross? yuh. pls.

- good influence! : someone she doesn’t have to drink and party with to have a good time! remind her that she misses things when she’s not sober - that the world is still beautiful and inspiring even when she’s not in a drug induced haze.

- chill baes! : drugs tw people mal just ~ v I b E s ~ with! probs smokin’ a decent amount of weed together.

- protest pals! : people who are also involved in the community and social justice movements. they happily bail each other out of jail (or, more likely, sit in the back of a squad car together) and attend protests together. bc the buddy system. overthrow the government safely ty.

- rivals! : mal’s got a big mouth and some seriously controversial opinions. she’s not afraid to call people out for being ‘wrong’ and calling them...creative names. she’s bound to have a giant list of people who aren’t her biggest fans.

- bad girl’s club : need i say more? give. me. the girl gang. constantly partying and constantly getting into some kind of mischief and leaving a trail of broken hearts as they go.

if you made it this far, you deserve SEVERAL high fives and literally all my love. ily all v much and uh, yuh. let’s plot pals. :)

#amalia | ooc #malnatiooc #malnatiintro #insert dj khalid *anotha one* gif here pls

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d-ntes · 4 years

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— && guests may mistake me as ( david castaneda ), but really i am ( dante soto + cismale + he/him ) and my DOB is ( 08/19/1987). i am applying for the ( maintenance supervisor ) position as part of the EHP and would like to live in suite ( #217 ). i should be hired because i am ( + consistent, appreciative, capable ), but i can also be ( - fierce, bothered, demanding ) at times. personally, i like to ( garden, physical training, crosswords ) when off the clock, but that won’t interfere with work. thank you for your consideration! ( duckie, est, 25 ).

tw: blind/deaf, war, ptsd

GENERAL INFORMATION.

full name dante soto

alias soto

age thirty-three

date of birth august 19

place of birth taxo, mexico

zodiac leo

gender cismale

nationality mexican

religion non-practicing catholic

orientation straight

relationship status single

PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES.

face claim david castaneda

height 5′11″

weight 172 lbs

hair color black

eye color brown

voice claim david castaneda

tattoos joker playing card on sholder

distinguishing marks scars on the side of face and ear

outfit/clothing style anything really. doesn’t care for appearance

BACKGROUND INFORMATION.

hometown taxo

current residence malnati, worker suite, #217

past residences nevada

spoken languages english, mexican, german, ASL

financial status lower

education level high school, community college

occupation maintenance supervisor

B I O:

his mother was an exotic dancer in mexico and his father was a product of a loss of casualty at war. it his the family hard but that didn’t stop his precious mother for making just enough money to get her son across the border to live his life in america,when he grew old enough he just moved out to live with a family friend, rodrigo and his wife cassandra. away from his mother and younger sister who he didn’t even know how to connect with; whether it be the age difference or just how different they were.

he did his mother proud, getting passing grades in school, not letting the hard life of being alone get to him he had friends, went to parties. he was a typical boy, and grew into a strong and very independent young man.

at nineteen he felt the need to fight for the country, just as his father did. and he was sent off to climb the ranks until he had face the ultimate hurtle. he and his team were sent out to an unmarked city, there to make grounds and start a set up for their next ground camp. only it was littered with landmines and he made the wrong step sending he and his team blasting into the air. he lost great soldiers and would never forget the looks on their faces as he tried to save each one.

through the shock of the explosion though dante didn’t realize how hurt he had gotten. not until he passed out and woke up in a hospital back in nevada. they told him to take things calm. to take in the new surroundings as they came to him; only, not all of them did.

in the explosion he had lost hearing and sight on the left side of his body, the explosion destroyed his ears, left him with a limp, and he was smacked dead in the face by shrapnel leaving a scar and such damaged tissue they had to remove his eye. he wears a glass one now but the scaring has been hard for him to get over. rodrigo calls him the phantom of the opera when he wants to piss dante off.

M O R E

physical training was hell for him. he refused help and grew angry with himself for letting himself make such a huge mistake after all the training he went through. but worse of all he blames himself for the solders who didn’t make it home.

he walks with a limp but tries to hide it no matter how badly it may hurt him some days.

he may be angry at himself but just as he pushed himself not to let the pain get to him as a child he tries to be positive; still kind to people and as helpful as he can be. he never wants to be a burden on others so even though he constantly wants to help others he refuses any help for himself.

he picked up gardening as a form of therapy and even if he’s not the best he does have a pretty decent collection of herbs he grows in a soap box and a few house plants

when he arrived to chicago he joined a program to get a guide dog, the rush of the city was new to him so he needed to get a little help as much as he didn’t want to admit it.

he acts like his dog isn’t that big of help but honestly he loves he loves him more than anything. he is a GOLDENDOODLE almost complete with training that he named little harold

as maintenance supervisor he takes his job seriously

CONNECTIONS:

-romantic: girlfriend, exs, hook-ups, crushes

maybe a friend that he doesn’t know if the feelings are just friends

hes known to be super into hook-ups and it could have happened

a girl hes had his eye on but is too embarrassed to talk to and when he does goes shy and messes up

fwb: like ya’ll get that friendship and that s*xship

please give him that i hate you while they are f*cking shit. love it. get kinky with yah boy then act like you cant stand him

-friends:

a best friend: someone he knew when he first got to chicago two years ago

drinking buddies

an enemy

someone he opens up to

ride or die

someone who has known his family friend? maybe they moved together to chicago maybe more can come from it

little harold gets out of his suite CONSTANTLY and finds this person

(under construction)

#malnatiintro #about

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bennettbarnes · 4 years

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— && guests may mistake me as ( theo james ), but really i am ( bennett barnes + cis male + he/him ) and my DOB is ( 6/22/1986 ). i am a ( FBI agent ) and would like to stay in suite ( 302 ). i won’t be much of a bother because i am ( + trustworthy, positive ), but i can also be ( bitter, cynical ) at times. personally, i like to ( drag race ) when i have the time to relax, and my favorite snack is ( nachos ) to have in my suite.

Bennett was born with the most silver of spoons in his mouth, it would have seemed. From a very early age he was raised to be a perfect southern gentleman, one who would do whatever his parents asked of him without ever giving it a second thought. His father was a politician and it became clear to him sometime in middle school that he was supposed to follow in his father’s footsteps.

In school, he was expected to maintain perfect grades while also participating in the gambit of extra curricular activities. Notoriously he was supposed to focus on the debate club and the student government association. His favorite, however, was robotics. For a while, he sat back and kept his mouth shut and did whatever he was told to, in order to maintain the semblance of a peaceful family that they had worked so hard to maintain.

But several things happened in rapid succession that would alter the path of his entire future. First, he discovered the drag racing scene through one of his friends at school. This friend was someone his parents wouldn’t have approved of, from a part of town that they would never respect. Bennett snuck out of the house the night before his last final exam as a high school student and spent it at the race strip, learning about the sport and, for the first time in his life, drinking.

It should have been expected, but word had gotten around about who was at the strip that night. Moreover, he bombed the test and opened a Pandora’s box of disappointment and anger from his parents. It was already too late; he was hooked. Bennett wanted to learn how to race, but with his parents cracking down harder than ever and pulling as many personal strings as possible to keep underaged drinking off of his record, it was difficult.

Then one day their energy shifted off of him and onto his younger sister, though he didn’t get the full story until it was already too late. He was pretty close to her and always very protective of Lia at school, so the only reasonable explanation in his mind for them to suddenly send her to boarding school in London was that he wasn’t going to be there to watch out for her anymore.

But one day the facade fell away and Bennett learned everything. The illness that their mother was so ashamed of that made her send Lia away instead of searching for actual help and care, the scrambling they’d done to keep his ‘golden boy’ image up even though his ‘lapse in judgement’ had technically only been a one-time thing, and every other problem they’d smoothed over by either using money or privilege. It infuriated him, and it was the final straw. The fight that ensued between him and his parents was almost historic and ended with him packing up whatever he could grab, throwing everything in to his truck, and never looking back.

Between semesters, he rented hotel rooms and crashed on his friends couches, anything to keep from going back home. When he was done with college, he worked in a tech firm for two years to gain enough work experience to apply at the FBI. He didn’t get a job the first time he applied, but after an extra year of physical training he finally got into Quantico and went on to work in cyber security before he was cross-trained to do field work.

Quick facts:

-Bennett is brand new to Chicago and is town because that’s where his next assignment was, though he’s very excited about it. -Still drag races at every given opportunity, may or may not have been how he got money in college -Is a little bit of a nerd, honestly. Likes robots and programming still, but he never really gets to do any of that anymore.

Some wanted connections:

-always up for friends -always up for frenemies -people he met through drag racing -people he met at the gym/workout buddies -drinking buddies

That’s pretty much all for now and if you made it this far, god bless u my child

#malnatiooc #malnatiintro

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thaines · 4 years

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— && guests may mistake me as ( rudy pankow ), but really i am ( trevor haines + cis-male + he/his ) and my DOB is ( 11/ 27 / 1997 ). i am applying for the ( maintenance ) position as part of the EHP and would like to live in suite ( 215 ). i should be hired because i am ( loyal & venturesome ), but i can also be ( rambunctious & neglectful ) at times. personally, i like to ( play football & fish ) when off the clock, but that won’t interfere with work. thank you for your consideration!

hello everyone it’s gabby! i decided to bring my boi trevor back because i missed his goofy ass too much. most of him will stay the same but i changed up his story a little to make up for lost time and to get a semi-fresh start! if you wanna change plots or start new ones with him hmu on discord or like this post if that’s easier!

trevor haines grew up in the small town of rosa oklahoma. he was kind of the big shot around town. high school quarterback who took his team to state. he was in a long term, serious relationship with the captain of the cheer team ( who was kind of a b**** in high school but has sense grown ) things were set for him. graduate high school, work the farm, get married and have some babies: in that order. he was excited about that life too. nothing crazy. a simple life for a simple man. the night he planned to pop the question to the queen bee she ran off to the big city. not one to quit on a good thing he ran after her. leading him to the malnati. he stayed much longer than intending; landing a job he loves and meeting a nice girl. things were really looking up for him in chicago. one phone call changed that.

it was his father— the family was struggling. although the extra cash flow from trevor was nice it was no way keeping the farm running. with big corporations dominating the agricultural field, small town farmers like trevor’s family were struggling. many of the town’s farms had sold out to the big man. his father held out for as long as he could but they were unable to keep up. the big names had bigger plows, more fields and a lower price tag attached to their products. they couldn’t compete as much as they tried.

hearing the news trevor rushed to rosa trying to change their mind— leaving the malnati for a month to help in any way he could but nothing was the same when he left. his father and mother looked aged beyond their years and the little shops and family businesses were replaced with chain stores. it was nothing like the placed he was so homesick for. the farm he grew up on, his farm, was going to be nothing but a memory.

after moving his family into a nice house not far from the high school trevor had a rough call to make. stay in a eerily familiar but strange town or come back to the city and the people he had grown to love. he missed his family and felt responsible for selling the farm. did he stay and hope that things would feel normal again or go back to his new normal in chicago.

after a deep talk with his parents they discussed all his options— it was easy to see what they wanted him to do. go back to chicago. with the large settlement they had there was enough money for his parents and sister to live comfortably in rosa, but also to send trevor home with full pockets. on one condition: he had to go to school. they knew he was smart. capable of much more than he believed. they would pay for trevor to stay in chicago as long as he went to school and got a degree. they didn’t care what it was— music, art, law, pre-med, engineering, psychology, marketing, accounting. whatever the wild child found his passion in. they believed in their son and wanted more for him than the small life he had settled for in rosa.

now he’s back at the malnati with a lingering feeling of guilt and indecisiveness. did he make the wrong decision? will he be able to balance school, work, and relationships? or will he run back to the place he was comfortable in— too scared of reaching for the stars?

#malnatiintro #( bless the broken road that lead me straight to you ft. bio )

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jackscnallen · 4 years

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— && guests may mistake me as ( shawn mendes ), but really i am ( jackson allen + cis male + he/him/his ) and my DOB is ( 2/29/1996 ). i am applying for the ( life guard ) position as part of the EHP and would like to live in suite ( #214 ). i should be hired because i am ( affable & enthusiastic ), but i can also be ( disorganized & sensitive ) at times. personally, i like to ( go to karaoke bars, eat junk food & watch buzzfeed unsolved ) when off the clock, but that won’t interfere with work. thank you for your consideration! ( nessa, est, 21 ).

hello, it’s nessa here with another muse! i’m hoping third time’s a charm because i know i’ve taken up and then dropped two characters recently, so i apologize about that! anyways, this is my son jackson grant allen, named after my two favorite superheros. i played him a couple years ago, so i’m excited to bring him back to life. if you’d like to plot with me, shoot me a message on here or on discord! and you already know that i have a whole pinterest board for him, so check that out here if you want to get a better idea of who he is!

so this is jackson grant allen. he also answers to jack, jay, allen, jacksin and any other nicknames you can think of including handsome and dumbass ( this one usually just comes from his siblings, but he’s been conditioned to glance around whenever he hears it ).

basically what you need to know about jackson is that he wants to be a model in the future but is happy with being in one night stand for now, loves food, and was probably a golden retriever in another life. or maybe a chihuahua. that would be fitting as well.

he was actually born a month early, on february 29th. he claims it’s because he smelt bacon from inside the womb and wanted out to eat it. he’s technically only six years old since his real birthday comes every four years and it makes sense because he acts like a six year old at times. he’s immature but can’t help it.

jackson’s basically just a big kid. a very talkative big kid, at least. he loves to have a good time and wants everyone else to have a good time. and if that means ridiculous puns and the equivalent of dad jokes, well, someone’s got to tell them.

you’ll be hard pressed to get jackson to take much of anything seriously. aside from his job. he loves being a life guard, mostly because he gets to be near water. plus he gets to take a swim whenever he’s on break. ( priorities, jackson, priorities. )

he has a rat named waffles that has his run of jackson’s hotel room. in his little ball of course. and he has one of those giant hamster homes with tons of tunnels and everything. the rat is basically his child, so don’t be alarmed if you go to his room and see a little rodent!

he would two hundred percent have an animal ( or five ) if he had the means to support them all. so he just goes to the humane society to stare at dogs and sigh wistfully and pet them all. but really, he just wants everything to be hunky dory happy and to not have to be serious about anything. he’s terrible at it.

personality: good-humored, chivalrous, honest, impulsive, creative, idealistic, forgetful, motivating, valiant, tender.

jackson is the second youngest child in the allen family, a life guard for the malnati’s, an aspiring model, a proud band member, a loyal friend, a protective brother, and a chicago native. mostly, though, he’s just trying to do his best.

chicago born and raised, he attended glenbrook north high school in the suburb of northbrook ( as all the allen kids do ) but got to know a lot of the city by working the concessions at the united center in high school and just… y'know…. getting out of his house.

was generally a nice kid in high school, maybe just a touch of a troublemaker, mostly a harmless prankster. he took a lot of girls to prom. he’s always been the tallest boy around – just one of his many likable qualities. in addition to being the tallest boy in his class, he was always one of the oldest, too. he got held back in kindergarten because his parents thought he needed another year to prepare for school before heading into first grade.

he decided to come back to chicago after trying to start a modeling career in los angeles. he now lives at the malnati with his rat. he works occasionally as a life guard and he just wanders around the city trying to get modeling opportunities where he can.

overall, he’s a good guy. or at least, he tries to be. inconsistent and impulsive, can get on the annoying side at times, but he’s mostly pretty nice. he tries to be honest, also a bit oversensitive, but he really tries to love everyone with his whole heart. he’s always trying to make things better for people. he’s very forgiving, proud of his family, and has never really called anywhere but chicago his home.

this is a really bad summary of him since i repeated myself and was all over the place, but i suppose that makes sense as that’s pretty much jack in a nutshell. for more info about this guy, feel free to take a look at his bio page, and if you want to plot, feel free to check out his plotting page!

#malnatiooc #malnatiintro #malnatism #intro.#( ❛ ░ ▌do you know who you are? // intro.

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theodcvies · 4 years

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— && guests may mistake me as ( daniel sharman ), but really i am ( theodore ‘theo’ davies + cismale + he/him ) and my DOB is ( 04/04/1990 ). i am applying for the ( hospitality manager ) position as part of the EHP and would like to live in suite ( #204 ). i should be hired because i am ( + generous, kind and approachable ), but i can also be ( - naive, impatient and needy ) at times. personally, i like to ( play soccer ) when off the clock, but that won’t interfere with work. thank you for your consideration.

tw: death, drugs & overdose

hi henlo , t’is i , ziggy iggy ! i have decided to do a huge revamp of my character formerly known as christian rossi . ( sometimes it just be that way ) so here is my revamped son , theo .

FACTS ;

Full name : Theodore Davies Nicknames : Theo , Teddy , Dore Age : Thirty Sexuality : Pansexual Zodiac : Aries Profession : Hospitality Manager / Professional soccer player Hometown : London , England Hair color : Dark brown Eye color : Blue Height : 6′2″

BACKGROUND ;

so he’s a super chill and understanding kind of guy, however he can get really caught up in work and can be a controlling when it comes to work. it's the aries in him that is compassionate about his work and thus - can be a bit bossy.

theo has always taken an interest in the film arts. he actually really excelled in his media class through high school and went to college for film making. he started his own independent film making when he was about 26 . he doesn’t really have a style of films that he creates, but a lot of them tend to be romance or action, although he is open for anything really.

tw: drug & overdose : when theo and his sister were in their mid 20′s, their parents had gotten into a really bad car accident. their father was announced dead on sight and their mother ended up being paralyzed from the neck down. ( she’s currently living in assisted living ) to cope with this, theo ended up smoking weed, which soon turned into him exploring different copping methods which you betcha turned into hard drugs. his sister also decided to try this coping method out, but when she almost overdosed on heroin, theo smartened up and quit the hard stuff. ( still smokes weed ) however his sister still does hard drugs once in a while.

him and his sister are very close. she’s his best friend in the entire world. they usually call each other at the end of the day to talk about how shit their day went and just gossip to each other.

theo has really bad trust issues because he went through some rough times in his childhood. a boy that he thought was his best friend ended up backstabbing him in middle school after he came out to him as pansexual and another time was when him and one of his best girl friends dressed up in dresses and she ended up leaking the photos online =( so this poor babe has really bad trust issues.

theo met mal when he was in america for one of his soccer games. the two of them kicked it off so well that they ended up pursuing a long distance relationship. after 4 years into their relationship and a bit of pursuing ( not a lot, let's be honest he's head over heels for this woman ) theo bit the bullet and moved to chicago to be with her. and of course his sister definitely expressed her opinions on this and has currently stopped talking to him because of his choice to move away from her and their mother.

he's currently working at malnati as the hospitality manager and is taking a break from competitive soccer for the time being.

he takes after his father, his sister and mother remind him of that all the time. he's very kind and approachable. his parents did teach him his manners. he's a gentleman, will hold the door a lady.

theo is the kind of guy to go to when you're feeling down. he's a great shoulder to cry on.

has a dalmatian named pongo !

is a big space nerd. basically loves the moon and stars. ( doesn’t know much about space stuff, but just loves moon and stars ) he also wanted to be an astronaut when he was younger.

AESTHETICS ;

a field full of sunflowers and daisies , guitar pick strumming on an acoustic guitar , adidas runners running through soccer fields while kicking air filled soccer balls , floral shirts unbuttoned half way with a bare chest and a golden cross necklace stringed around a neck . old film cameras scattered across the floor . film rolls hanging from clothes pins .

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chandleroese · 4 years

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— && guests may mistake me as ( chance perdomo ), but really i am ( chandler roese + cis-male + he/his ) and my DOB is ( 10 / 30 / 1997 ). i am applying for the ( landscaper ) position as part of the EHP and would like to live in suite ( 212 ). i should be hired because i am ( passionate & resourceful ), but i can also be ( stubborn & pessimistic ) at times. personally, i like to ( write music & watch old movies ) when off the clock, but that won’t interfere with work. thank you for your consideration!

hello gang it is gabby !! i am back with my third muse. he is my sweet boi who is also going to, eventually, be the lead singer of one night stand. if you’re interested in plotting with me pls hmu in my messages or discord!!

TW: CANCER LIKE ILLNESS & DEATH

chandler roese was born to be a star. he might just be the only one who doesn’t see that. from the time he went to kindergarten his family new that he had a talent that was unmatchable. picking up toy instrument after toy instrument coming up with cute little jingles that would make his family giggle. fast forward to his early teen years the playful toons had turned into something more. his jingles became songs & the giggles turned into tears. his voice along with his song writing skills were soulful enough to never leave a dry eye in the room. the only problem? his family was the only ones who knew. coming from a small, tight knit family chandler shared everything with them, but he wasn’t so good at sharing himself with other people. he was very closed off to the outside world. he was a young boy with no friends and no outside hobbies other than his music & his family. his mother tried getting him to join the school band— he picked up the instruments, but would not participate enough to stay. his father tried theater— chandler was too scared to even come close to an audition. his sister tried choir— he didn’t want to sing in a group. his grandmother tried dance & his grandfather tried sports— only to realize their grandson had two left feet. his family supported his creativity to the fullest, but the only person who didn’t support him was... well... chandler.

that all changed when a new girl transferred to his high school. her name was morgan & she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. she had long blonde hair, dazzling blue eyes & a smile that would knock you off your feet. although awestruck by her chandler would never take the next step in introducing himself. lucky enough for him morgan had no problem doing so herself. although all the boys in the school were enamored by her wit & charm it was chandler that caught her eye. it started slow. morgan would talk up a storm while he sat & listened. learning everything there was about her. eventually he started opening up. showing her something his family had already know was there: a wonderful young man with a heart of gold. as time went on the two grew closer & eventually became a couple. he even went as far as to sharing his music with her. she was, as to be expected, blown away by his musical ability but questioned why he hadn’t shown anyone else. he could be so much more if he just put himself out there to let the world hear what he had to say. he explained to her that he could never do it alone. although music was his passion chandler was much to shy to branch out. that is when morgan came up with a wonderful idea. the two became a duo. morgan’s voice was as graceful as she was & with chandler’s song writing the two were a hit around the town. chandler branched out joining musicals and choir to spend more time with her. morgan helped him become more comfortable with himself. she gave him the courage to believe in himself & share his talents with anyone who would listen. the two had big plans for the feature.

but then she got stick— it was sudden. started off with a fever & cough. the next thing he knew she was laying in a hospital bed. too late to be helped. her eyes darkened and her blonde hair was slowly growing shorter, shorter, shorter til there was no hair at all. chandler still loved her none the less. knowing if they could just get through this one thing the two of them would be together forever & he would never leave her side. in one of her final moments she told chandler that whatever happened he needed to keep going. she loved nothing more than to hear him sing. to hear the songs he had written. songs he had written about her.

when she died was the day the music died. chandler stopped writing, stopped singing & gave it all up. it wasn’t the same without her. his creative juices stopped flowing like they had all those years before. he didn’t want to sing if it wasn’t with her. he dropped out of school, got his ged online & started working at his uncle’s landscaping company. his passion for music has shriveled up. there was no way to get it back.

when he landed the job at the malnati he thought it would be nice for a fresh start. no one had to knew he could sing or about morgan. he could live the rest of his life trying to move forward & start anew. what he didn’t know is that he was moving into a suite with a roommate who was in a band— they needed a lead singer. chandler would be the perfect fit. if only he can find that courage once again to join the stage with his harsh new reality.

#tw death #tw illness #tw cancer #ish it doesn't say specifically #malnatiintro #malnatiooc #( bio. )

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carsonstcne · 4 years

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— && guests may mistake me as ( wolfgang novogratz ), but really i am ( carson stone + cis male + he/him ) and my DOB is ( 11/26/1997 ). i am a ( hockey player ) and would like to stay in suite ( 308 ). i won’t be much of a bother because i am ( confident & loyal ), but i can also be ( impatient & guarded ) at times. personally, i like to ( play video games, watch espn & do facetime calls ) when i have the time to relax, and my favorite snack is ( trail mix ) to have in my suite. thank you for checking in! ( nessa, est, 21 ).

tw: mentions of sports-related injury, surgery/rehabilitation.

so, yes, it is nessa bringing back on last character who happens to be a hockey player for the nhl !! if you’re interested in plotting with this guy, please dm here or on discord !! i’ll be linking his pinterest board and full bio here once they’re done, but hopefully this suffices for now.

the first-born of the stone children came into the world with a bang -- a couple of weeks earlier than planned, in the middle of the night, screaming his tiny lungs out as soon as he'd left his mother's body. what his parents didn't know at the time was that the manner of his birth would be indicative of what they should have expected from him in general. from a very young age, he was always pushing to do things sooner than he was expected to -- trying to sneak out of his crib, starting to walk before learning to crawl first, reaching for objects and almost knocking a number of things over his head -- he was curious, energetic, and drained his parents' energy as they ran around after him and tried to keep him out of trouble. it was a wonder they decided to have more children after what he put them through. perhaps they'd hoped that another kid would give him someone to play with at home and give them some time to themselves.

the day his baby sister was born was the day carson deemed as the worst day of his life. he grew up in four bedroom, three bathroom house with the perfect yard in east grand forks and enjoyed life with his parents and the family down the road. the stone clan lived extremely comfortably due to dad being a well-known generational farmer and mom a world-renowned chef to be reckoned with. to say the stone children grew up spoiled would be a safe and accurate statement.

carson loved having his parents' attention all for himself -- a bit of a greedy shit right off the bat, but he loved genuine affection and love. in fact, the boy was lucky enough to have that with two families: his own and the one down the road. his mom was best friends with the pretty neighbor lady with the pretty daughter who was close to carson’s age. the two had been forced on play dates as the two mothers lived their dream and promise to raise their first borns together.

when his sister came into the picture, carson felt as though he was now boring, unwanted, and worst of all, replaced. he despised the baby girl from a young age and oddly enough, the neighbor’s daughter didn't seem so bad anymore. a very long story short, a friendship and admiration grew between the two over the years while carson tried to not resent being a brother.

it wasn't until his sister's first crush broke her heart when she was seven that carson felt any real 'brotherly' feelings towards his sister. he likes to think that he was empathetic with her, but it wasn't that. it was more so that he did care, but there was opportunity for him to help her, protect her, and threaten the little shit that rejected his sweet sister. that started the hero complex and co-dependency issues that he and his sister share.

life was pretty easy for him, he was always pretty much a good kid who was raised to be polite to others and also just be himself. fortunately, since a young child carson had the type of personality that just drew people into him and he got along with everyone. caron’s interest in hockey would start at a young age, when he’d find himself simply tuning in to the many hockey games that his parents played around the house -- to the point that he easily memorized positions and the players.

since he lived so close to the university of north dakota, he used to go the university's hockey games as a little kid and that's how he found a love for hockey. it was one of the few things that kept his attention and carson just knew he was meant to play. carson was one determined son of a bitch. as soon as he got the idea to be a hockey player in his head, he stuck with it. as a child, he begged his parents to put him into a kiddie league and they ultimately said yes.

hockey was something that carson poured all of his energy into. his home life was filled with homework and watching his sister, but hockey practice was where he could be freed from all of that. he lived for practices and games for that reason alone. hockey has always been one of the very many steady things in his life. growing up, carson wasn’t exactly a star student in his classes. he was smart, but not in a conventional sense. if you asked him the quadratic formula, he would look at you like you were speaking a foreign language. however, if you asked him about who won the stanley cup in 1998 and the player statistics of that year, he’d be able to essentially recite a wikipedia's worth of information without any hesitation.

to avoid the extra-curricular tutoring that his parents insisted he needed if he was going to go get into a good school, he headed for the rink. the year carson turned thirteen, he made his town’s youth hockey team, preparing himself for the dream of making the nhl in a few years time. his small town team took home the championship the year he was named captain. “he’s the strongest center i’ve seen in years”, noted one of the coaches. it was the height of carson’s teen years. he was invincible -- eternally youthful. his parents stressed that he couldn’t rely on his body or physical prowess to carry him through life; your mind was the only reliable tool you are given. because they didn’t want their son to neglect his grades, they set out new rules: homework must be done on the way to and home from the rink, at least, and he had to help out around the farm once a week. even though they wanted carson to keep up with his schoolwork, his parents were the most supportive when it came to hockey. they cheered him on at every game, allowed him to get the best equipment, and even created a hockey rink in the backyard for him to skate on when the roads were terrible during the winter months.

2013 was a whirlwind year. before then, carson was just another small town boy with dreams of going to “the show”. there were plenty of bull-headed, ambitious boys that were willing to work for it, ones better than him, they said, but they didn’t have the heart he did. there was nothing more important than following his dream -- not prom, not exams, not girls, not friends. carson was that boy, the one with no plan b. people would roll their eyes when he missed another party or had to reschedule a test because of practice or games. but those same people were in the stands, cheering him on through every goal and assist after he made the “brandon wheat kings” and could finally say he was in major junior league. how fast he made captain surprised nearly everyone, except him, of course. sure, carson’s parents shoved university brochures down his throat every chance they got, but so did everyone else. “hockey isn’t a concrete career carson, you have to have a backup plan” rang in his ears, but instead of discouraging him, it spurred him harder. in every news interview, he was prepossessing -- with dark hair, maturity, and experience oozing out of every word. whether it was an act or not, it looked good. this wasn’t a dream, it was a pending reality. the charming, big-hearted boy matured into a courageous, focused, but still bullish, young man those seasons.

since he wasn’t eligible to be drafted just quite yet, carson decided to leave the major junior league to attend boston university and play for their hockey team. allowing him to continue his studies while still being able to play hockey. when he was a freshman, he suffered a very serious knee injury while on the ice and in front of scouts. carson had been so focused on wanting to be a nhl player that he didn't even care how serious his injury was -- as all he could really think about was how he blew his chance at impressing scouts, even though his injury wasn't at all his fault and a freak accident. however, the one good news that he got was that, once he'd healed from his surgery he could resume playing again, so it wasn't like it was completely over for a chance for him to one day accomplish his goal.

it took a little while and some extra hard work, and after going through a lot of physical therapy, by the age of nineteen, carson was a first round draft pick for the washington capitals and was officially a professional hockey player, just like he'd always wanted. hearing his name called for the nhl draft was almost a distant memory; the memory muddled like a far off dream. in reality, it was a binding contract that said where to be and when, a hefty salary with strings attached, plus a shiny signing bonus. his knee must stay healed and solid or everything would be snatched away, no pressure. even still, they must have enlisted a wide angle lens to fit his smile in the frame. his friends cheered him on from their screens at home, understanding why the boy was always on the go, had time for no one but himself, still bore a heart of gold. carson was on a plane that night, flying out to america’s capital, and settling into a hotel that would be his home for almost three months until he secured housing downtown. that year he spent busting his balls for the team that allowed him to shine like the star he was, proving himself to men ten years his senior, and adding on to his hero complex. being on a team with alexander ovechkin could’ve made carson look like an amateur, but all his hard work would pay off, as he got show the world just how great of a player he was.

seeing all of the changes in his life and the change in his personality, his parents were calling almost every night to tell him that it wasn’t too late to back out of the nhl. his sister constantly asked him if he was doing okay. his rehab doctor occasionally emailed with concern about missing physiotherapy appointments. carson rarely, if ever, kept in contact with any of his hometown friends and found himself feeling more distant from them than ever. leaving his girlfriend of four years to start fresh. this was a new life, it was serious, this was adulthood. they would only interfere or pull him off track, and one injury had done that enough already. no one was slowing him down now, a pig-headed boy, and he didn’t know how to stop even if he wanted to.

he became quite a popular player throughout the league, leading the league in goals. despite putting up career numbers in goals and assists, he became a household name from setting a record for most minutes in the penalty box. carson tended to be a pretty physical player, bumping people from behind or hitting them into the boards. he’d been suspended on more than one occasion, which would make him be considered a dirty player. many players weren't too keen on his style of playing. but it never deterred him, he loved the physicality of the sport, the sheer amount of strength and endurance it took to keep up.

off the ice, some would likely say that carson is the type of person who'd be hard to miss in a room. when he was younger, he used to be louder, thinking that would grant him the attention he needed, but as he's aged, he's honed his people skills more and relies on his charm and intelligence much more than the volume of his words (but he can be loud, it's the sort of ability you don't lose with time). he's confident to the point where he can be considered arrogant, tends to be a perfectionist, and rarely (if ever) caves in once he's made up his mind. he's very energetic but gets easily bored with things, unless they truly catch his interest. along with that, the tabloids wanted to make him out to be this bad boy villain that he wasn't. he tried to ignore it, but the more he ignored it, the more the rumor mill ran wild. he just didn't understand why he couldn't just play hockey and not have to deal with the rest of the bullshit. sure, he has had some one night stands and hook ups but no where near the amount that people have claimed in the past. some girls he hooked up with in the past have sold him out to the press. sold photos of him sleeping or something along those lines just because they contributed to his "bad boy" image.

if carson’s hockey career couldn’t get better, it most certainly did when the washington capitals won their first stanley cup in his 2nd year with the team. so then he became a stanley cup winner, playing beside his favorite players, hanging with his friends, drinking more than he should, risking more than he should, loving more than he should. a mix of contrary traits and confusing quirks that defined his life as a hockey player.

it was the season after carson’s most successful season yet. his dedication and award-winning attitude landed him on center ice, staring down jeff carter across the center line. after the referee blew his whistle in the third period, carson saw nothing but black. a hard hit was a hard hit, but this was more -- it was personal. a grade ii separation of the acromioclavicular joint, also known as a shoulder separation. it could have been worse. his mother swore she saw his clavicle hanging from a thread, but that was just hearsay. it didn’t matter what she said, he were benched. his chirps before the game had gotten him in deep with a teammate from los angeles. he told carson to stay home and that he was just a pretty boy. but that’s exactly what he wasn’t going to do. six weeks of recovery, three months of rehab -- no one could take this away from him. was carson resilient, or just stupid?

lightning doesn’t strike twice, and carson’s journey to play for the washington capitals would prove to be difficult. before he got to get anywhere on the ice, he was a glorified locker room attendant, basically. it would have taken a miracle to get any playing time. his first few games back were difficult. carson was desperate to get play time and there just wasn't any chance for him to get it. he worked so hard to get where he was that he felt stuck. people kept telling him that it would happen soon. well, soon would never be good enough for him. commentators and sports analysis were saying he wasn’t as good as he used to be. which left carson feeling like he was under a microscope at all times. in addition to that, he would learn that while he loved the sport, being a professional athlete also meant you were apart of a business -- so, as a great as he was, it didn't stop him from being traded to a different team just a few years into his career. from washington d.c. to chicago, he was traded at just the blink of an eye.

as a washington capital, he worked his way to becoming an alternative captain which is why is hurt him so much to be traded. he thought that the team would be his team for years and they just traded him off like nothing. and sure, his performance wasn’t the best but he had one bad season after his best one yet. so carson was a little mad because he didn’t think he deserved to be shipped off to a new team.

now he’s in the windy city, looking for a new start in his hockey career and decided to stay at the malnati for the time being. he’s still feeling a little bitter about being traded so early in his career, but realizes that he still has the privilege to play. he’s been in the city for only a few months and is hoping to restart his career and life.

plotting

carson may come off as a jock... well, he is a jock, let's be honest here, sport is a huge chunk of his identity and it's also the reason why he can't stand still for too long. the boy has a lot of energy, it needs to go somewhere and what better way to use it than slamming into some people on the ice? he's loud, blunt, occasionally rude, he doesn't look for the attention on purpose but he draws it because of his demeanor.

carson has never had a hard time befriending others. in school, he was a troublemaker and an athlete -- a mix certain to get you popularity. but even now at twenty two years old, he isn't afraid to make himself look an ass to entertain others. he's never been shy and can talk to just about anyone.

carson is the kind guy who schmoozes his way in and out of every conversation, effortlessly gliding through social situations with confidence and style. his time on the ice has served him well, glowing in the spotlight but also having some grace to share it with nineteen other people. most of his rivals are deliberately trying to see him fail. he’s nothing if not a team player, as cliche as that is. he’s a natural leader and wants everyone to work together towards ultimate harmony. when you're out partying, he’s the guy that takes charge and decides what bar you’re going to. he’s always been someone who has been pretty free-spirited and marches to the beat of his own drum. he has quite the charming and engaging personality, he practically can get anyone to do anything but he's far from the manipulative type. half of the time, he uses his charming ways to get his friends to let loose and be as care-free for a moment as he tends to be. however, he's not someone who is too careless, he knows when to have fun and he knows when to take things serious. carson is someone who's going to be loyal to his friends, he's going to treat them like family and he's going to be there for them, no matter what they're going through and it doesn't matter if he can relate or not.

he cares about the people he has in his life and is a genuine, sincere, sensitive dude. always the boy who leaves his heart on the ice after every game, stands up for what he believes in, and is an unadulterated good person at heart. unfortunately, he tends to be so harmonious that he becomes influenced by others’ attitudes. if he’s around dicks, he’s going to act like a righteous, self-concerned asshole, if that’s what everyone else is doing. the insecurity of being young and impressionable, especially now with the spotlight shining a little brighter, tends to make him want to meld into the people around him. the weakness of his knee and shoulder caused him to become more anxious and protective of his reputation and abilities, coupled with the feeling that his parents are waiting for him to fail so he can pursue a more “realistic” path. he knows what he’s good at and has a hefty dose of confidence and ambition in him, but he can come off condescending and arrogant in the same light. ultimately, a true people-person who sees the good and wants to shed light on it, but sinks deeply into insecurity and fear if he feels vulnerable. but no matter how much he tries to put on a “hockey bro” aesthetic, he’s unabashedly a naive, soft-shelled boy who doesn’t know any better than to trust everyone means well.

not that carson has had a lot of time to date, with practices every morning and/or evening, and games every weekend, but the desire is there. throughout high school, when relationships were plentiful and bound to blossom, he was preoccupied with his sport. he did his fair share of complaining that he didn’t get that same teenagehood that his friends did, but then again, most of them played too. girls and dating came second to the game, refining their craft and honing their skills was more important. maybe not in their hearts, but in their heads, and for carson his head ended up winning more often. it was almost cut-and-dry that he would put his potential career over a relationship; one was up to him, and one was completely up to chance. in his heart of hearts, he is a sensitive, emotional dude who feels deeply and knows the clock is running on the rest of his life that he’s neglected in lieu of furthering his career. if there’s one thing that might subdue his parents' restlessness about him making no real “concrete” life decisions, it would be bringing home a girl that actually stuck. if he could avoid heartbreak for life, ensure that a girl would never come between him and his goals, then it would be in the cards. remember the pretty girl who was his neighbor as a little kid? when she came back into his life the summer of his junior year, it wasn’t supposed to be a long-term thing, just a summer fling. something to get his mind off of his impending career decisions, a “break” from the action. but, the only thing that takes more time than a relationship is a breakup, so somehow between her controlling, over-dramatic insistence that he pay attention to her any time he had a chance to breathe and carson’s innate desire to be independent above all else, they made it work for four long years. though, once he got into the league as a rookie, he had broken it off in favor of “enjoying his youth” (may or may not have been influenced by his old teammates) and was living the playboy years that he never got to enjoy when he was a teen.

since coming to chicago, he has dated off and on. there's been nobody serious, but i could see him dating someone for a couple months at max. he's a little distracted by everything going on in his career, so he's not completely focused on finding someone, but he's also not opposed to it. he's just not sure what he wants, and he's still so young that he doesn't feel like he needs to worry about what he wants quite yet.

the blackhawks are a really important part of his life, he sees them as a family of sorts and he does his best to be in their good books. he's one of the resident idiots and troublemakers because on top of cracking dad jokes, he tends to jump into any stupid idea that comes up (he also gives a lot of them) and he's been known to play pranks on some of his teammates, especially when they're away for a game.

wanted connections

his childhood best friend and ex girlfriend, olivia “ollie” im -- you know those childhood best friends that parents comment how cute they’d be together? yeah, that was ollie and carson when they were little kids. at first, they didn’t get a long considering they were set up by their mothers. however, over time they became close friends. like family, even. ollie moved away when they got to middle school, but he always thought about her throughout the years. when he saw her for the first time during the summer, he was quite in shock since he thought he’d never see her face again. when they started their relationship, carson played in canada with his junior team and then they continued their relationship when they went off to separate colleges. they kept their steady long distance relationship, and he was faithful to her despite all of the difficulties they faced. it was when he was drafted in the nhl that caused a rift in their relationship. his calls were less and less, which left ollie feeling like she wasn’t a priority anymore. i’m requesting her because of how interesting their dynamic would be to explore.

his little sister, amelia -- as mentioned, carson here has a little sister that he’s pretty close to. he played his big brother role of helping by stepping in and help take care of her when he needed to. without a doubt, he's all about family, he loves and is very protective of each and every single one of his family members. he's a pain in their asses, but he loves them loads and he'll go out of his way to try and help them out if they need it, even when it's something he has no idea about.

work out buddies -- working out is something that carson is really into, so i'd love to have a person or two he works out with regularly and they just shoot the shit while they do it, try and motivate each other, and cheer for each other when they get a new personal record in. overall, he's very much into sports, so anyone sporty or athletic he probably could have crossed paths with.

pet buddies -- carson is looking to get a dog, so maybe he befriends some other pet owners? or walkers. he’s looking to get a coonhound, and they’re an extension of speed and need all the time outside.

sports fans -- since carson lived in boston for a bit, baseball became another sport he liked to watch. the red sox are his team. give him some baseball fans to argue with, to rejoice with, to get into a fight with for some silly arbitrary reason.

lingering feelings -- i've also had this idea of a friendship that fell apart because carson fell in love with a guy and then didn't know what it was, so he ended up being a complete ass about it. he was the first guy to really bring him any sort of awareness to his sexuality, and carson was rough on himself at first as he came to terms with that. it wouldn't have gotten anywhere but they might still be on ends because of it and it might be fun to play with, so hmu if you're interested!

in all honesty, carson’s open to quite a bit! he'll have connections with anyone through the malnati. maybe some fans or something too? like super fans that are really into him might be cool? i'm just spit balling with that. i'm also sure there will be plenty of people that are just annoyed by the thought of him because y'know there are some people who dislike the blackhawks for very valid reasons. feel free to throw something at me, i'm game to try anything!

#malnatiooc #malnatism #malnatiintro #i have been working on this for hours FSDHFFSF

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ftmalik · 4 years

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— && guests may mistake me as ( michael b jordan ), but really i am ( malik carter + cismale + he/him ) and my DOB is ( 01/01/1992 ). i am applying for the ( security guard + personal trainer ) position as part of the EHP and would like to live in suite ( 217 ). i should be hired because i am ( + driven, charismatic & genuine ), but i can also be ( - careless & cold ) at times. personally, i like to ( go out, be outdoors, watch action / horror films & play video games ) when off the clock, but that won’t interfere with work. thank you for your consideration! ( jess, again, pst, 25 ).

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quick facts

legal name: malik carter

status: single

dob: jan 1, 1992. 28, capricorn.

occupation: security guard & personal trainer.

tattoos: tbd.

piercings: ears, one on each lobe & tongue.

extras: he is a partier, nothing hard core, no addictions — though some might say he enjoys his extracurricular a little too much. he’s very active — he loves the outdoors, but can also enjoy the night in too.

below the surface

tw: teen pregnancy, mention of abortion, abandonment, politics, political advancement.

malik was born to a young & scared SIXTEEN year old girl. she didn’t have an easy life, and her relationship with her parents only made it harder on her. hiding her pregnancy however, was easy — perks of having parents who don’t pay much attention suppose.

there was never a moment where she intended to keep her son — her plan the moment she found out was to go for an abortion. it was only sitting in that waiting room that changed her mind. still, with no intention to keep her son, and the inability to turn to her parents — she was running out of options on how to handle her situation.

the night he was born was one filled with irrational and scared decision making. it was how her son ended up on the doorstep of a house in the most prestigious neighborhood in chicago. she had no idea who they were, and they would have no idea of her.

all there was to know was that someone rang their doorbell, and when they answered the door, all that was there was a crying baby boy, meticulously wrapped up in layers of blankets, a small piece of paper attached — MALIK, my king. momma loves you.

it wasn’t out of the warmness of their hearts that the carter family took him in that night. well it wasn’t out of the warmness of miss carter’s heart. but adrian, he saw that little boy and his eyes lit up like fireworks. baby, all our dreams are being answered here, that was his plead to his wife — they’d spent the first three years of their marriage trying for a baby before they uncovered that elizabeth couldn’t have kids of her own.

the next year was spent arguing about how she would never adopt, never let another women carry her child, and how he wanted kids — no matter how, he just wanted them.

adrian did convince elizabeth to keep the baby, and his name, in honor of his mother. adrian’s heart, filled with warmth and the excitement of the family they could begin to build together. but elizabeths was filled with nothing but cold, bitter, anger — her outlook on the new addition to their family being nothing more then a political boost to adrian’s growing career.

his career did grow, and his marriage failed. the failing moment being one when malik was first learning to swim, and nearly drowned under his mother’s close eye. it was the maid that ultimately saved him. though his father only strengthened his protection when he filled for divorce.

although he grew up well off, his dad always encouraged him to follow his heart, regardless of what that meant.

he started working when he was fifteen, as an intern at his dads office. he has more business savvy then most business owners.

he hates politics, blame his dad.

he’s very athletic, played basketball and football growing up. took a scholarship for his sports skills.

he majored in psychology, and is currently doing his masters — because he didn’t think the classes could teach him more then he’d learned through the actual business over the years and he knew psychology would come in hand regardless of what he did.

he’s got a bit of a hero complex, ever since catherine their maid saved him as a child.

that’s what caused him to take the security job with malnati three years ago. he took on the personal trainer gig as an extra because he loves to help people become versions of themselves they maybe never knew they could be.

he does like to go out and party when he can. normally on the weekends. but he also enjoys nights in as well, and those happen more often then not simply because he has so much on his plate.

he’s never been in love. though he’s dated quite a bit in his past, his college years have remained girlfriend free. he will tell you it is because he simply doesn’t have the time for it.

of he’s a chicago native.

connections

give the man some friends, he’s been here three years. party friends, fun friends, just chill friends lol. just give him friends?

clients that he trains. maybe like three max?

also if anyone wants to bring me a tessa thompson opposite for his best friends (since at least college) i will worship the ground you walk on.

#malnatiintro #also tag dump #let’s get personal ! / memes.#picture perfect / socials.#can you see my thorns? / visage.#a dreamer with the fever to be great / muse.#the world is resting on the tip of his tongue / convo.#it’s not me it’s queue

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tclinemarr · 4 years

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— && guests may mistake me as ( normani ), but really i am ( taline mar + cis female + she/her ) and my DOB is ( 12/26/1996 ). i am a ( dance teacher ) and would like to stay in suite ( 309 ). i won’t be much of a bother because i am ( idealistic & charismatic ), but i can also be ( domineering & scatter-brained ) at times. personally, i like to ( listen to podcasts, shop online & solve crossword puzzles ) when i have the time to relax, and my favorite snack is ( flamin’ hot cheetos ) to have in my suite. thank you for checking in! ( nessa, est, 21 ).

tw: mentions of anxiety.

hello, my babies! okay, i swear, this is the last muse i’m bringing in for y’all. the muse with fiona just didn’t click as i hoped it would so i decided to bring back a favorite muse of mine, taline! you’re a real og if you remember when i first played her. anyways, i literally can’t think of how to do an intro post, wowie, but below will have some info about her! if you wanna know more about her you can check out her pinterest board here or her full bio here! i’m always down to plot, so lmk if you’d like to plot and we can work something out!

as of right now, she is keeping herself focused on herself and uses her job as a dance teacher as a form of every day therapy. she’s been living in chicago for about two to three years so far. in her spare time, she helps tutor kids after school and likes to shop online. taline swears those are the only things keeping her sane.

let’s get a few things out of the way: taline is both distant and clingy at the same time. she doesn’t let a crap ton of people close to her but once she does, she can be draining. she texts about random things that she thinks her friends will enjoy. she asks how they are all the time. she wants to hang out and watch movies and cuddle a lot. she wants to cook for them and buy them things. she wants to share her favorite books with them. she wants to witness their shocked faces during the plot twists of her favorite movies. it isn’t uncommon for her to have to be told that someone needs a break from her for a few days. she tries not to take those times personally but the majority of the time after being pushed away for a breather, taline is unsure of what to do with herself and gets fretful and does massive amounts of work and dancing.

taline is frequently told that she could be a politician due to her diplomatic presence and strong-willed mindset. even so, she has much interest in politics as a profession, and takes it as a compliment and revels in the fact that people think so highly of her.

hardened by the unwanted advances and crass comments people would throw at her when she was younger, the brown-eyed beauty has perfected the art of appearing intimidating and serious. but the reality is that she has a fantastic sense of humor that can be cracked into by treating her the way everyone else didn’t – like a human being and not an object.

taline fits very well into the “femme fatale” trope and often receives comparisons to michaela pratt from htgawm for both her sophisticated sense of style and bold personality. somewhat of an uptight perfectionist, she has always followed the rules and is her own worst critic.

despite her demeanor, the young woman is extremely caring and always wants the people she cares about to be comfortable and happy. when she’s very close to a person, she can be very emotional expressive towards them. she doesn’t mind expressing her feelings and thoughts with someone she’s extremely close to. in fact, she finds it therapeutic. of course, this is something that comes over time when you’re her friend. she doesn’t get close to people very easily.

everything that she does is very methodical and thought out. she’s not afraid to flaunt her intelligence, nor is she afraid to intimidate people by shoving her systematic way of life in their face if it benefits her. taline is a very cut-throat type of person when it comes down to it, but it’s because she believes she deserves the best and will do anything to get it.

due to her own arrogance and intelligence, taline has an opinion on everything and a tendency to share those opinions when it’s not necessarily appropriate, which gets her in trouble frequently.

she no longer speaks to her father due to the fact that the pressure he put her under caused her to suffer from anxiety attacks. she’s currently looking for a good therapist since she’s still dealing with the impact of his words and the expectations he set for her.

she moved to chicago a few months after dropping out of the graduate program at vanderbilt university. she wanted a clean slate since she was always surrounded by the same people for the past few years. chicago seemed like a good idea to her and it would be an easy escape from hearing her father’s nagging.

currently, she is living at the malnati while teaching at the small dance studio she works at. she posts on youtube every other week and has recently gotten on the tiktok bandwagon. she moved to chicago because it reminded her a little bit of indianapolis and she needed a new place of scenery to reinvent herself. at the moment, there is no family in the picture as taline has been estranged from hers since she was twenty one for choosing to pursue her own dreams instead of trying to fit into the neat little box they’d carved for her. that has left a pretty big void in her life that she chose to ignore and then fill with dance.

to help her make a little money on the side, she has an onlyfans account. she enjoys showing herself off in lingerie. taline at night vs. taline during the day is such a difference that it will blow your mind.

plotting

at first glance, there isn’t very much to taline. she’s the girl who is impeccably dressed with a wide grin on her face and a childlike kindness that makes her embrace everyone she meets with open arms. she goes to great lengths to make sure that is all that people see; that she is recognized as the ex-rich girl who lucked into her own brand of success with her youtube channel. she genuinely adores people from all walks of life and takes great joy in getting to know them. honestly, taline is a combination of a really reliable friend and someone who frequently just disappears off the face for months at a time when she's focusing on her work. she's surprisingly introverted for the job she has and can be something of a hermit, but if a friend needs her she'll dust herself off and come out of her hole. she's an interesting person to have around and has stories for days, but can be a little self-involved and work-obsessed. she's also not great at talking about her feelings unless she's pissed off. she's a lot of fun, though, and loves to party.

i can see taline having a lot of friends but many of them not being particularly good ones. she's a very charismatic and outgoing person but also withdrawn in the sense that a lot of her friendships are very surface level. it takes a lot for her to decide to let someone get much closer but when she does, she's a good friend who will look out for the other person. she just has a tendency to put herself first because she doesn't feel like anyone else will do it for her, so she needs to do it herself. she also grew up feeling pretty lonely and i think part of the reason why she'd have so many superficial friends.

in conclusion: taline is someone with a kind heart who would give the shirt right off her back for anyone she deems a friend. she’s open-minded, loving, and incredibly forgiving when she wants to be. she definitely has her faults. she can be vain and self-involved and a little unreliable as she’s incredibly disorganized. it tends to be made up for with her genuinely good nature, how eager she is to please and how prone she is to spoiling her friends. overall, she's a good friend to have around when she decides to attach herself to you!

on the flip side, taline loves a good debate, and honestly, loves a good fight. she's full of opinions and refuses to believe that she could be wrong. losing an argument or debate is not in her vocab. she is argumentative and also quite moral/righteous. with that being said, there will also be people she rubs the wrong way. being a strong character and a person not afraid of confrontation, taline frequently ends up in situations where she antagonizes others. when she believes in something, she's very adamant about it and she will fight for it, even if she's not always in the right. she's very passionate and very outspoken and she tends to step on people's toes more often than not. she's also stubborn and doesn't easily see her own mistakes, so she's been known to keep holding onto her opinion even when it's been obviously wrong. get into a heavy conversation with her at your own peril, xo.

despite having a lot of acquaintances, i would like for her to have a circle of tight friends, people she is incredibly close with that she trusts implicitly. some she's known for a long time and some that maybe are newer but they feel its like they've known each other forever. just give this girl her pals, please!

she has plans to open her own studio in the near future, so anyone who be interested in aiding to her dream or who wants lessons or even just a place to practice could befriend her.

she is a hopeless romantic, through and through. she is something of a serial monogamist where she wants to be in a relationship because they help ease some of the insecurities she’s been battling with since she was disowned by her family. she tends to put all of that yearning for their approval into relationships with other people. she’s bisexual, and she’s interested in people who can make her laugh and feel comfortable. she likes the idea of having a partner in her life but she's also so independent and in her own world, so she hasn't ever been particularly good at dating. if we’re being honest, the only serious relationship she has ever been in was with moira sanchez back in college, and she’s still mending a broken heart from that.

she's very protective over her own feelings but equally tends to jump into things too fast and then back the hell out all of a sudden. if she does choose to be in a relationship, i think she’s quite picky with who she decides to do that with because she had a childhood of not receiving the love she needed and i think that shows in her approach to romantic relationships (ouch). i can't see her having loads of hookups since she does tend to project onto someone who shows her attention or affection. she falls hard for people, especially people she starts sleeping with. fwb or fuck buddy relationships often become complicated for her or they evolve into something that ultimately ends. she’s unlucky in love, to put it simple.

wanted plots

left brain, right brain. taline’s other half. the two couldn’t be more different regarding their behavior and interests, but they somehow make it work. they don’t fight often, either, even if they aren’t the same in the slightest. the one thing they have in common is how much they adore the other’s existence.

two best gal friends. -- like a troublesome trio. the three are always seen with at least one another. you can call them charlie’s angels, destiny’s child, or phoebe, rachel, and monica from friends. something that resembles the friendships of the bold type and someone great.

now we got bad blood. -- taline doesn’t have many enemies, but there is always someone out there in the world that will get on her nerves. this person makes her want to gouge her eyes out with a fork. right off the bat, these two bumped heads, arguing about petty things like favorite tv shows and favorite foods. perhaps it’s because they’re both natural born leaders and can’t seem to reach an agreement, or perhaps it’s because they remind each other a little too much of themselves. either way, nobody understands their dislike of one another.

the art of intimacy. -- she has never been one to indulge in senseless intimacy. actions where touches were detached from feelings. it’s not her -- that’s not taline. but sometimes, the feelings of fingertips on her skin, and the taste of lips, mixed with the rich moans and pleas for more, drives her to break her own rules. she can study them. learn notes about the way of intimacy and sex when you remove the feelings. true, she’s terrible at removing that and she proves time and time again that she can’t separate lust and love. maybe it wont end in disaster? maybe it’ll provide just the right muse.

almost lover. -- they probably had a thing at one point and she got too attached, they broke her heart, and she just can’t let it go.

#malnatiintro #malnatiooc #malnatism

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jclie · 4 years

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— && guests may mistake me as ( elizabeth olsen ), but really i am ( jolie madison + cis female + she/her ) and my DOB is ( 7/29/1992 ). i am a ( musician ) and would like to stay in suite ( 314 ). i won’t be much of a bother because i am ( driven, audacious, & charismatic ), but i can also be ( perfectionistic, reticent & self-sabotaging ) at times. personally, i like to ( paint, hike, try new recipes & sing karaoke ) when i have the time to relax, and my favorite snack is ( chai sugar cookies ) to have in my suite.

hi everyone! i’m red, and the only excuse i have for this dropping so late is that Work Sucks and has held me up, but i am here and ready to love u all! rlly, what better to do with the remaining bits of summer ( and being awake, tbh ) than join this super cute group and put my intro post together? so yes, here is the 411 on jolie, with a more *~cohesive~* bio and stats page on their way — i am so excited to get to know all of your muses and begin interacting! i promise i do not bite so if you’re feeling brave, pop over in the ims, or, just wait me out, because i’m sure i’ll be appearing in them soon enough :~)

general info

full name: jolie drew madison

nicknames: j, jo, jojo (calling her this is a bit of a death sentence unless you have explicit permission), mads

date of birth: july twenty-ninth, 1992 (27)

zodiac: leo

sexual orientation: bisexual

birthplace: chicago, illinois

occupation: musician

hogwarts house: slytherin

mbti: enfj

suite #: 314

tw: drug use

past

born on a wednesday in chicago, illinois to a set of parents who had a very “informal” relationship to say the least — to make a complicated situation as cut and dry as possible, jolie’s parents were best friends with benefits. her mom wound up pregnant and decided to keep the baby. instead of jumping to some rash decision like getting married solely for the sake of their child, they decided to simply remain friends and split custody in the best way they knew how that didn’t require a mediator in the form of a family court judge. her parents remained close friends (and still are) once jolie was born; custody was weirdly split with jolie spending the majority of her time with her mom. they were an unconventional sort of family but a family nonetheless. dad does something with numbers (yes, think chandler bing), and mom is a local business owner.

as a kid, jolie never knew a stranger, and therefore had no trouble making friends once she hit school age. she was the kid who never found her niche group or “clique” because her feet were wet in several of them. school was not a miserable time for her. she had her friends, was a solid a/b student. jolie was a big perfectionist though, it not uncommon for her to beat herself up over something incredibly minute and self-sabotaging herself as punishment or because she didn’t know how to adequately process her feelings of anxiousness — she’d procrastinate, cut people off or drive them away, things of that nature.

music was always in her life, but it was a very casual thing in her world, situated on a backburner. it was something that she was able to bond over with her dad more so than her mom; her dad was a massive music junkie, loved sharing his favorite songs with her, bought her her first vinyl player when she was twelve and supplied her with every album under the sun, whether it was one she wanted or one of his favorites or just one he thought she might enjoy. she was in dance classes as a preschooler (this was an epic fail, because not even her rhythm could save her from the generally awkward disaster she is whenever she dances) and took piano lessons in elementary school, but she didn’t love either? she felt very restricted when it came to formal lessons, and almost needed the freedom to explore and learn it on her own terms — she ended up teaching herself guitar on her dad’s guitar on the weekends she spent at his place. there was also the 6 month stint her junior year of high school when she and some friends started a garage band (which jolie represses to a certain degree because the embarrassment it invokes is on another level) but it was mostly just an idea formulated from boredom and was something to pass the time, nothing really serious.

jolie found herself at a bit of a crossroads after her graduation. most of her friends were off to college but college did not seem like the kind of environment for her. she didn’t know what she wanted to do with herself or her life, but she knew she had to do something. so she pretty much copied and pasted what one of her close friends was doing at the time, decided to go to northwestern and share an apartment with her and pray that something would speak to her along the way. spoiler alert: nothing did. her first year quickly fizzled and faded for her and most of her time was spent going to parties, embracing the social scene, the like. nothing of real educational value.

she was still fucking around when it came to music; she’d met some people in one of her creative writing classes (the only class that she legitimately finished and enjoyed) and would go to open mic nights or other gigs around town. never meeting a stranger meant jolie was good at networking, making friends with other musicians — the more she spent time immersed in the world, the more she felt compelled towards music. she began writing songs that weren’t just the product of teenage angst (see: that awful high school band), even took a few music classes at northwestern.

by the time she hit her junior year, she was over classes and was pretty much only taking filler classes still, wasting her money while she bar tended at one of the bars close by. but she’d never felt more creatively charged; she was putting her nose to the grindstone in writing songs, recording songs in her bedroom so she wouldn’t wake up her roommates, playing gigs on her nights off work literally anywhere that would take her, and using those new-er friendships to her advantage. she had gained some local traction but things really didn’t explode until she started posting original songs online and got contacted by a few record labels. jolie was hesitant to sign with anyone but she got one of her friends in pre-law to help her look over contracts and pretend to be her manager and eventually signed. subsequently, she dropped out of college and went to work on the music thing full time.

from 21-23, jolie was pretty much doing nothing but playing festivals and clocking in hours at studios. most of her time was spent on the road and she absolutely loved it — she loved the music festival atmosphere, loved the crowds, loved meeting other bands and fans. she was pretty much touring on the few songs she had released, covers, and unreleased tracks from a wip, but it worked for her and it worked for the fans. she released her first album, ultraviolet on her 23rd birthday, and hit the road again.

jolie missed her “college” life with the parties and socialization at her fingertips, so she started elbowing her way into that scene while she was on tour — at first, it wasn’t anything to bat an eye at, but jolie’s limits were very fluid. being on tour was draining and the perfectionist in her would always find something to berate herself about, and getting out of her head was the only way that she felt she could truly enjoy the whirlwind success that was happening to her. the drugs started as a one-time thing, just to try it, and then she was using regularly, and then it got to a point where she couldn’t go more than an hour without a line of coke. the drugs stripped away a lot of what made her jolie and left her with a more miserable, grouchier version of herself where her highs were almost normal and likable and the lows were hell to be around.

she came off of ultraviolet’s tour and essentially jumped right back into the studio (she was beginning to break through in mainstream music, with her last promotional single off ultraviolet hitting mainstream radio and doing fairly well) for album #2. it was finished and ready to go, but by that point, the drug use had gotten to an all-time high and the constant turning a blind eye to it from her team was no longer possible. she ended up od’ing and that was it — there was an intervention in the hospital room, and it was off to rehab for jolie. album got postponed and she basically fell off the radar.

she didn’t really make a “comeback” until she was knocking on 26′s doorstep, and by that point she’d been in rehab, getting sober, and then laying low for nearly two years. by the time she was releasing her first single for the new album cycle, she’d all but scrapped the record she’d made before rehab and had something else put together entirely. she released wonderland, which did very, very well. she toured for it and it was wildly different than anything she’d done prior — venues were bigger, more fans, just a whole different circus all around.

probably the one thing she was more proud of than the music was her sobriety, and going on two years of being sober, not much else was important to her. she knew had a pretty black and white view of was good for her and what wasn’t, so after the tour wrapped, she decided to come home. she never pegged herself for the type to get “homesick” because her spirit was very much the wandering type, but she knew she needed to get out of la and nyc. back to chicago it was — which is how we get to the malnati.

present

she’s in what she’d aptly describe as “professional limbo” — she’s not actively working on any one project, she’s just kind of floating until she can find something to tether herself to, whether it’s a single song or an album or something else that appears on her radar. she’s just taking things easy for the time being.

career wise, think marina, l*na — more of a cult favorite than a mainstream artist. not going to get mobbed when she goes out and about, able to fly under the radar for the most part. as far as her music goes, i don’t necessarily know if i’ll claim any one artist’s discography and adopt as her own; in my head, jolie’s alt pop. think somewhere along the lines of hayley williams, st. vincent, tove lo, splash of the 1975.

personality wise at this point in her life: will charm the pants off of just about anyone she comes into contact with. flirty. a little goofy, hella sarcastic. there’s method to her madness even if no one else gets it. is still a little guarded when it comes to talking about herself. doesn’t mind talking about what’s happened to her but when it comes to the feelings and emotions as to why those things happened, she shuts down. it’s why she’s a musician: why talk about your feelings when you could just write them into a song and pretend they don’t exist beyond that, lmao. is the passive aggressive type, bottles things up and simmers.

being in the kitchen and cooking has been a tactile sort of therapy for her, especially in her hiatus years. she loves trying new recipes, baking at random (all) hours, sometimes likes to pretend she’s on an episode of master chef. she’s a dork, your honor.

has a thing for polaroids. she has a blank moleskine notebook that she has put through a total ringer, gluing polaroids and other little mementos onto pages as a journal of sorts.

has a stick and poke tattoo (among other professional ones) on her ribcage that she gave herself when she was sixteen. it’s a tiny smiley face.

her middle name came from her dad’s middle name (andrew).

if you want someone to go out with you at night (or during the day, she’s not picky) and just aimlessly wander around the city, letting things find you, she’s your girl. she loves a good adventure.

i headcanon jolie as predominantly dirty blonde/brunette lizzie? but she is also the type who has ruined her hair over the years over all the impromptu dying so... welcome to close your eyes and pretend hour.

plot ideas

this is by no means a comprehensive list of plots, just stuff off the top of my head that i’d like to see? again, i promise i don’t bite, so pls hmu if one of these appeals to you or if you just wanna brainstorm, i live for that shit!!

jolie’s a chicago native, went to college here, so 👀

meredith to her cristina — basically her best friend (not gender specific, either) who tells it to jolie like it is, doesn’t mind if she laments about how the world sucks every now and again, the person she’s calling if she needs help with a body

physically and/or emotionally, somebody who checks in on jolie and that she checks in on as well. we love a solid support system

exes — jolie’s a little bit (a lot of bit) of a player?? so i’d love to see exes that maybe didn’t end too hot, ex fwb or ex flings that never made it official, people she ghosted, exes that don’t want to get back together but don’t like seeing each other with anyone else, anything under that sun

jolie also is a Lowkey (read: highkey) commitment-phobe, but i’d rlly love for her to maybe have an ex that she was so In Love with that she was willing to push through it bc she saw herself with them forever..... and then, for reasons tbd, it ended, and it absolutely crushed jolie

someone who, on the occasion of needing to scratch an itch, is very good about getting the job done. it’s casual sex. there are zero romantic feelings involved, there is no getting jealous when the other person finds a relationship, the two are just good friends who have seen (and will probably continue to see) each other naked #yeehaw

maybe someone who was at one of jolie’s gigs when she was still playing bars that she bought a drink and kept in touch with or smth? or someone she met when she was still predominately playing small sets at festivals? idk i’m rambling someone stop me

a “muse”??? like, someone jolie is fascinated with / inspired by and she finds herself writing songs about / for

gimme someone who’s like an acquaintance at best, they’ve maybe got mutual friends and therefore they hang out a bit but they’re always arguing with one another for whatever reason (they both probably annoy each other) but they’ve got mad sexual tension going on? maybe they act on it, maybe they don’t, but either way, they lowkey enjoy the bantering and being at one another’s throats even if they act otherwise

jolie is a night owl, so... gimme someone who she can turn up at their room at some unholy hour (or that turns up at her room at said unholy hour) and watch a movie with or make a mess of the kitchen from fixing a premature breakfast

maybe someone who knew jolie when she was not in a good place?? and things are still v much tense / unresolved between them for whatever reason

and stuff for the event omg PLS *makes grabby hands*

#malnatiintro #malnatiooc #drugs tw #tw drugs #not sure what to tag so here's ALL the tags lmao

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aliceinwndrlnd · 4 years

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— && guests may mistake me as ( jennifer aniston ), but really i am ( alice arrowood + female + she/her ) and my DOB is ( 12/25/1969 ). i am a ( human relations employee ) and would like to stay in suite ( #315 ). i won’t be much of a bother because i am ( + charming & honest ), but i can also be ( - bossy & rude ) at times. personally, i like to ( hike and read books ) when i have the time to relax, and my favorite snack is ( seaweed chips ) to have in my suite. thank you for checking in!

t’is i, ziggy iggy ! i have brought in probably my 10th muse ( ehehe ) and she’s here for good ! ( fingers crossed ) as normal, under here will be some key points for you to get to know my old woman, alice !

she grew up in a christian household. her older brother ended up rebelling against them and she was soon to follow. their parents kicked them both out when they were 16 and 17.

they moved into a two bedroom apartment in chicago and lived together for 5 years until she met her ( at the time ) love of her life named sawyer. he was her entire world. they were best friends that turned to lovers.

they ended up getting married when she was 22 and were married for 6 years, but he ended up cheating on her for a younger, prettier woman ( you know the usual fuck boy shit )

alice had always always ALWAYS wanted kids, she literally dreamt of her perfect life, she had 2 sweet beautiful children, one boy and one girl... but when she was 31 she was told the most heart breaking news. that she infertile. part of her believes that’s why her husband cheated on her, because she wasn’t able to bare his children.

after this news and her divorce was settled, she sort of just developed this hard outer shell and the fuck everyone, i hate everybody attitude. so she honestly has no problem telling someone to fuck off straight to their face.

she’s sassy but classy.

is also kinda bi-curious after her college years she experimented with a woman and to this day wonders what it would have been like to go to 3rd base with her.

she’s literally the malnati mom. she’ll whoop some ass for her “children”.

she’s very based off of Rose O'Reilly

i’m sorry this is short, but it’s late and i wanted to get something out for y’all. pls love my old grumpy grandma <3

ps: i’ll probably add to this at a later date.

#malnatiintro

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kinsleiqh · 4 years

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— && guests may mistake me as ( jeong yerin ), but really i am ( kinsleigh kim + female + she/her ) and my DOB is ( 01/01/96 ). i am applying for the ( pet groomer ) position as part of the EHP and would like to live in suite ( 217 ). i should be hired because i am ( + hard working, determined ), but i can also be ( - stubborn and loud ) at times. personally, i like to ( play fortnite, watch youtube videos, play guitar, and hang out with friends ) when off the clock, but that won’t interfere with work. thank you for your consideration!

hi, it mel, back with a second character.

this here is precious kinsleigh, she is mckinzie’s best friend. their moms are best friends and had both mckinzie and kinsleigh on the same day just different hours of the day. kinsleigh was born around 8:45am, where as mckinzie was born around 8 in the evening. as you can see mckinzie and kinsleigh share the same birthday.

they practically grew up together and became the best friend of friends themselves. it was nice having someone close, minus kinsleigh’s actual siblings, she treats kinzie like her own sister. they have a really close friendship and a really close bond that is unbreakable.

kinsleigh was born to a very traditional korean family, there was no way her parents wanted their kids to grow up without knowing anything about their culture and where they came from. time to time they would take vacations to south korea so they could get in touch with their roots. she didn’t mind, she enjoyed getting to know and understand more about where her parents came from and what it was like to live in seoul.

you could say kinsleigh is only the athletic type when it comes to volleyball. any other sport, she’s not the best at.

in high school, she didn’t date around much, mainly because she didn’t want to date and just couldn’t find the right person to date. you could say she’s very picky when it comes to relationships.

in her spare times, she enjoys playing fortnite and animal crossing. other times she likes to play the guitar since her father had taught her how to play.

she loves animals hence her working as a pet groomer along side her best friend.

when you meet kinsleigh, you will see that she’s loving, caring, sweet and very humorous. she’s always in a good mood but if she’s ever in a bad mood, you won’t know because she doesn’t like to show anyone when she’s upset, she likes to keep herself distracted and deals with what’s bothering her later throughout the day.

#malnatiooc #malnatiintro #this isn't the best bio... but i'll probably add and fix it later.

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flxurnati · 4 years

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— && guests may mistake me as ( ana de armas ), but really i am ( fleur de leon + female + she/her ) and my DOB is ( 10/29/1995 ). i am a ( waitress at a local dinner ) and would like to stay in suite ( #312 ). i won’t be much of a bother because i am ( + resourceful, captivating, appreciative ), but i can also be ( - restraining, vulnerable, narrowing ) at times. personally, i like to ( write poetry, model, volunteer at animal shelters ) when i have the time to relax, and my favorite snack is ( stuffed jalapenos ) to have in my suite. thank you for checking in! ( duckie, EST, 24 ).

tw: prostitution, drugs, addiction

GENERAL

Name: fleur gabriella de leon Age: 25; oct.29.1995 Place of birth: taos, new mexico Spoken languages: English, spanish Sexual orientation: pansexual Occupation: waitress

APPEARANCE

Eye color: brown Hair color: blonde Height: 5′6′’ Scars: barely there scars from basic accidents

Tattoos: one

FAVOURITE Color: sky blue Entertainment: finding new places to hang out, reading, volunteering Pastime: reading, playing pool, hanging around the hidden gems of the malnati Drink: water, coffee, chocolate milk/hot chocolate

fleur was a downright southern girl. Growing up on a horse farm in the west she didn’t see much excitement in her life, but that never stopped the craving of adventure that coursed through her body. She was always at home, forced to be homeschooled so she could always be around to help with the horses, not that it bothered her much, there was always a certain connection she had with horses that she didn’t share with anyone else.

Even though there wasn’t much to giver her for fun as she grew up she always searched for the opportunity to sneak out, run through the woods and as she got into her teens she even went out into town and tried to make as many friends as she could, wanting to experience the things she should at sixteen years old going to parties and finding out just what a hangover feels like when you have to clean out a horse stall at five o’clock in the morning. Her parents never found out, which she didn’t think they would care much if they did, as long as she did her work they were happy. . Soon those once a week sneakouts turned into nightly events and the perfect horse girl was grabbing the attention of the town boys. They found her pretty and carless enough to take advantage of by giving her too many drinks and taking advantage of how drunk she was, fleur thought it was all for fun and didn’t realize in town she had the reputation that really made her look bad. Through the years the partying continued and the girl even was in a few relationships that never lasted, she was too much of a free spirit and even though people liked to party with her they found her just not the one to fit in.

She was eighteen when she finally graduated, and the second she did she wanted to be as far away from the good ol’ south as she could get. So applying job in chicago was the first thing she did, it hurt her parents to see their girl go but they knew being the farm girl wasn’t her and she needed to branch out.

Though, moving wasn’t as easy as she thought. This was no small town where things were easy, her parents were far away and she was all on her own. And soon enough any job she got just… wasn’t enough. And one night after being kicked out of her third apartment; too prideful to go home the girl was walking down the road when a man in a fancy car pulled up, gave her a price and waited for an answer. Fleur didn’t want to do it but… she was used to this. Back home it was almost the same and this time she would be paid, enough to get her a room for a week. Only this didn’t end on that one night. She slipped back into alcohol and drugs to get through the night and soon she was just being passed back and forth from person to person, trying to make it through the week in a fog. It was bad. Fleur was losing everything she knew but didn’t know how to break out of the chain of addiction until she soon had to be forced into seeking help.

25 and attending AA meetings seemed to help slightly but she still needed a place, a home one of the people running the group saw real progress from the girl and they gave her enough money for a room and to keep her going for a month and she wont have to pay them back if she can keep sober. still, she did also manage to get a job at an alright diner close by to keep things good for herself. she is grateful for this turn in her life... but she struggles a lot not to relapse into her old life of easy money and a cloud to keep her up.

it had been a few months of being sober, and fleur really was doing better, a waitress wasn’t the best job but it had it’s perks; being able to flirt with all the customers.

HEADCANNONS

✘- on the weekends she likes to volunteer at animal shelters. it’s no farm but it reminds her of where she came from.

✘- she leaves notes around for her roommates to find. some are silly little things that motivate them through the day and others are about food they need in the fridge.

✘- because she in in recovery for her drug/alcohol addiction she is trying really hard to stop. some nights are better than others but sometimes she has to fight herself as hard as she can from not calling a dealer

✘-sometimes she is afraid of walking into an old client. the fancier men would treat her to nicer stays at the fancier hotels... and one was usually the malnati for a night. she always loved the cool and clean sheets, showers, and the view that would come with the room and being with a rich man.

AESTHETICS

vhs tapes, rain drops sliding down the window of a parked car, puddles that beg to be splashed in, warm borrowed flannels and soft cotton shirts, long naps in the sun, sticky notes and ink smudged hands, beat up paperback novels that smell like home, baked cookies, popcorn, melodious voices , stories without happy endings , slow music, bare feet in the mornings , naturally rosy lips , loose blouses , sunshine , the rain speaks quietly , blooming gardens , tangled hair ribbons , from the dirt a flower must grow , soft pillows .

CONNECTIONS

/ sisters / skinny love / ex - friend with whom she had a falling out / familial relationships / roommates / bad influence / unlikely friends / old client / aa member who helps her / exes / someone who comes by the hotel restaurant and always requests her

bianca salazer - (ex-best friend): these two were inseparable. parties, alcohol, and drugs were their normal night out and when it came to being their for each other it was night or day for the two. but when fleur caught up in rehab and she felt like she just needed to distance herself from that life. it was hard enough battling herself from relapsing. and it risked the greatest friend she ever had. fleur wants so badly to reconnect but she is afraid of being tempted.

jackson allen - (friend/volunteer buddy): jackson and fleur first met at the dog shelter, he and fluer volunteer there and when they found out they both lived at the malnati she wanted to be closer with him. now she’s just glad she has another friend living so close.

harlow - (fluer’s favorite youtuber): when fleur found out that harlow, her favorite yourtuber and local singer was in the same building as her she definitely fan girled. fleur has been watching harlow forever and now she gets to listen to her in person at the malnati.

#malnatiintro #about

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mxnltimoon · 4 years

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— && guests may mistake me as ( Anne Hathaway ), but really i am ( Petra Zetsev + cisfemale + she/her ) and my DOB is ( 02/14/1990 ). i am a ( model/influencer ) and would like to stay in suite ( 307 ). i won’t be much of a bother because i am ( + reserved, kind, generous ), but i can also be ( - intimidating, quick-tempered) at times. personally, i like ( photography, reading romance novels, writing in my free time, cooking anything on Pinterest) when i have the time to relax, and my favorite snack is ( sweet potato fries ) to have in my suite. thank you for checking in!

Hello y’all! My name is Danny my pronouns are they/them and I can’t wait to RP with all y’all!!!

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FAQ

name: Petra Milan Zetsev nickname: Milly (mother and maybe her best friend ONLY) age: 30 date of birth: Feb 14th 1990 place of birth: Moscow, Russia spoken languages: English, Russian, Italian gender: Cisfemale sexuality: Bisexual

nationality: American

ethnicity: Italian, Russian hair color: Brown eye color: Brown skin color: Fair height: 5’8

smokes? Rarely drinks? Yes drugs? Only weed and only with her best friend. She’s very secretive about that.

positive traits: Diligent, Organized, Professional negative traits: Impatient, Ill-tempered moral alignment: neutral good

Tw: eating disorder, depression, anxiety 

Backstory

Petra born in Moscow, Russia—although she lived in a nearby town with her mother and father. Her life was quite normal, busy working mother and a stay at home father who worked in his office. And when she was a little girl she stayed with her dad almost all of the time. Over the years it became very clear that her mother and father just weren’t working right and they got a divorce a few months after Petra’s 6th birthday. Her father got a job with an American company and he was tasked with moving to the states. Petra had a decision to make, mom or dad? She thought it over and realized she couldn’t be without her father, especially when he relationship with her mom was so rocky. So, they packed their bags and left and landed in New York City.

Petra learned quickly to adapt. She didn’t want to be known as the weird Russian girl. She wanted to be known by her name. As the years went by, she became known around her school as a sweet girl, popular with the boys, straight A student, super active in clubs, beloved by her classmates. She was an athlete, a dancer, and found her voice on stage as well whether it was singing or acting. She made a point to be kind to every single person she came in contact with, earning her favor with people of all types whether it be teachers, students, or strangers.

As she got older she started to earn that same favor with modeling scouts and agencies, paired with her killer smile, kind attitude, and willingness to listen she was a perfect model to start young. She was 16 when she had her first shoot, earning her even more popularity at school. Moving into college she had earned bigger gigs, using her money to take care of herself and her father. She loved being in the spotlight and she was humble about, making her lovable to fans and employers alike. However there was a dark side to fame like that—a side that makes you more self critical, a side that makes you angry when you can’t do it right, a side that makes you want to be perfect.

Perfection started to become her enemy—only 19 and already addicted to fad diets and the pills to match. It was obvious she was getting thinner, which was getting her less commercial jobs and more high fashion. All the while her father was getting more and more worried but she kept insisting she was fine. She at the peak of her modeling career and it could only go up from here, not to mention she was nearly finished with her freshman year of college. Her grades were great and her friends were greater. She couldn’t have been happier, even if her habits were going to land her in the hospital.

During her sophomore year of college, she met her best friend. And to her pleasant surprise, he didn’t care too much about modeling or fashion or anything like that. He knew who she was but her job wasn’t her. She was an individual. And that really hooked her. They were thick as thieves—partners in crime. If you ever wanted to know where Petra was, it was right by his side. And they never tired of each other. He knew everything about her and she knew everything about him, and as their friendship grew so did her love for him. They’d talked about it jokingly, drunkenly, never sober—being together. What would it be like to hold each other and look up at the stars...but she knew it couldn’t happen. Her other friends were constantly telling her she was out of his league. Since she’d started to hang out with him she’d been gaining weight back, she was going to get smile lines, she was outside too much and getting more tan. But wasn’t that a good thing?

By her senior year she’d ditched her shit friends and stayed by her best friends side yet again. And by that time she was starting on her road to both recovery and a suggestion from her PR team—social media. Her and her best friend moved downtown together and he used his major to his advantage. He was apart of her team, well, the business side of it. His computer science and economics skills were coming in handy when she started to build her brand.

Within the next year, Petra had launched her own natural makeup brand. The premise was inspired by her bestie, being your true self is being your best self. So do what you want. Kick butt and take names. Don’t let other people determine your happy—YOU determine your happiness. And along with her brand she’d become an influencer with a focus on body positivity and inspiring girls recovering from eating disorders all over the world. Petra Zetsev was becoming a household name.

But as her popularity grew, so did her PR team’s obsession with her self image. They loved her genuine care for people and the way her brand encouraged individuality but...not for her. And not for her best friend either. It was obvious that things between them were very real and people could’ve already assumed they were dating. But her PR team needed her to keep her following and to gain even more. So they set her up with someone else, saying her bestie was just not cool enough for her. A pretty boy with a pretty attitude. He was sweet but...he wasn’t her best friend. Just the things she had to put up with to keep her image together.

The Present

Petra lives with her boyfriend, not liking the set up too much but enjoying the hotel. She’s here on business with her whole team, best friend and all. And she’s beyond busy and stressed. Her business is booming and she’s networking her way through the city. Find her easily at a lavish event or making content for instagram with her boyfriend—her following just eats that shit up.

Personality

- Petra is a sweet person, but she’s very reserved and a bit closed off. She’s not one to easily share things about herself...unless she’s drunk.

- The only time she ever gets aggressive it when she’s pushed to her limit. Then you’d better get the hell out of her way.

- She has tried so hard to be a good girl for her boyfriend, and quickly honestly surprised he was still around.

- She loves to read books, drink tea, and get into a cozy sweater.

- She’s very big on personal space and typically doesn’t like to be touched.

Wanted Connections

- Friends (old/new)

- Drinking buddies

- People she’s networking with

#malnatiintro #muse;intro #FUCKIN FINALLY

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