꒰⠀⠀⠀⠀park sooyoung. twenty-six. cis woman. she/her.⠀⠀⠀⠀꒱ hold your f*** horses ! erika oh has just been spotted walking into revolution headquarters . they are best known for being the lead singer and guitarist in r.a.d. and have been signed with the label for six months . they share a lot of interesting things about life in the music industry on their social media , so make sure you don’t forget to follow them at @oooherika . fans know them for being impulsive but i swear they’ve got an intuitive side as well . maybe that explains why they’re always associated with vintage ornate jewellery adorning features , roseate hues spilling lack of sleep and smudged knuckles brushing against sketchbook rested on ripped fishnet stockings . stan twitter even voted them most likely to have a secret embarassing tattoo . we’ll see how they live up to that reputation .
hiiiiii my besties , i’m jenna , currently residing in the cursed gmt+3 timezone and use she/her pronouns . i’m so excited to share my favorite girly ( pinch board can be found here ) with u all , for whom u can learn more about under the read more . if ur down to plot , feel free to like this post and i’ll most likely hit u up on discord <3
basics ...
name : erika oh . gender : cis woman . pronouns : she/her . age : twenty six . date of birth : 16/02/1996 . sun sign : aquarius . moon sign : aries . place of birth : new haven , connecticut . nationality : american . ethnicity : south korean .
occupation & education ...
education : high school diploma . previous occupations : waitress , retail worker . current occupation : pet groomer , lead singer and guitarist in r.a.d.
romance & attraction ...
relationship status : single . sexual orientation : bisexual . romantic orientation : biromantic . longest relationship : a year and a half .
appearance ...
hair colour : black . hair style : straight long , often braided . eye colour : dark brown . clothing style : very grungy and punk rock , fishnet stockings , generally dark tones with lots of accessories . tattoos : a small sun on the right wrist , the letter r on the inside of her little finger , a trail of paws across the right shoulder + a lot more that i can’t come up with now.. just imagine her tatted up . piercings : lobes , helix , daith and tragus in both ears and a nose piercing .
noteable skills : singing , finding the best thrift shops in town , high alcohol tolerance , tarot reading . secret talents : drawing/sketching , ping pong . languages spoken : english , a little korean .
biography ...
born to a pair of drug addicts and entering the system in less than a week , erika’s earliest memories consist of moving from one foster home to another with a stuffed bunny tightly clutched in tiny grasp and locket with her name scribbled on a single piece of paper inside . though admittedly a difficult child to communicate with , let alone discipline , all she sought was stability and acceptance . every time she was even close to connecting with a parental figure , their bond was torn with her being sent off to live elswhere and all hopes crushed within seconds of waving goodbye , while choking back tears . that is until erika sets foot inside adoptive mother’s home , in which she eventually found all a kid could reasonably hope for .
despite the , now idyllic and permanent , residence , erika’s behavior continued to be flighty , due to bottled up emotions harboring inside for so long . pent up anger , resentment , disappointment , sorrow served as urges for her to act up in any possible way presented before her and as grateful as she is to her adoptive mothers , it took quite a while for her to adjust to the new environment . unbeknownst to her , time and space are all she needed to settle in and blossom into a less aggressive problem child , even doing unexpectedly well at school and graduating at the top of her class with smoking , drinking and keeping the entire neighborhood up at night with her loud music being the worst of her offences .
in the midst of overall chaotic life , there is one person who really seemed to understand her , with whom she falls head over heels and goes through the whole first real relationship experience , only for pair to get engaged on the day of erika’s graduation despite her mothers’ best efforts to warn her . though the honeymoon phase didn’t come to a halt , erika got cold feet on the day of a wedding that came much too soon for her to handle , leaving soulmate at the altar and fleeing hometown of westport , connecticut in a spur of the moment decision .
after approximately three years of bouncing from one place to another with only the support of any odd jobs she could get a hold of , she couldn’t help but feel the need to settle down . seeing as nothing of great importance held her grounded elsewhere , she decided on settling down in mellott beach , california .
though not initial dream job upon arrival , she begun working in pet grooming due to innate connection with animals . what started as a way to save up money for college , eventually ended up being an unlikely steady occupation . due to the shop’s owner only showing to drop a belated paycheck , erika often takes advantage of the basement , which has in a sense turned into a practice room for the girl band she’s doing vocals in , r.a.d. alas , as much as she loves her job , art school is her end goal .
now onto r.a.d. , they started out as a small underground feminist punk group , only making music for the fun of it and occasionally playing at any bars that could put up with the harshness of their sound . once one of their original songs attracted an unpredictable amount of attention , they received quite a few offers from record labels and though they were unsure of whether they wanted to trust anyone to help explore their sound , revolution records seemed like the best option . they have been signed for the past six months , but erika is very much still working two jobs essentially , both because she’s not ready to let go of the life she’s used to and the fear that she might have to give up on art school as a prospect for the future . she wants two different things and doesn’t know how to make them both work .
p.s. ...
although her mothers are very supportive of her still , they never spoiled her and set an example of hard work to get wherever she wants to be . they may also express the want to support her , but they do not have money to spare and erika hates asking and/or receiving anything from them , because she’s grateful enough already for their unconditional love and everything they have offered when she needed it the most .
wanted conncetions ...
platonic : besties , frenemies , a classic that never fails to crack me up and bonus points if you push her buttons to the point of angering her fr.. she pretends to be all chill but girl she’s a child , sibling type relationship , drinking/partying buddies .
romantic : fwbs , she definitely fucks around a lot only to bounce a second later , this person is something more steady than a one night stand , but not enough for her to really put too much effort in/we afraid of commitment , on and off , listen erika can be very guarded , but she always finds herself going back to that person , even if they both know it’s going to end with them parting ways again , unrequited love/crush , whether it’s on her behalf or the other way around!!! enemies with benefits , because it’s sexy thats it .
misc : good influence or someone she’s a bad influence on because yes i would love for her to corrupt someone , exes , a good old partner in crime would be nice too!!!
a bit more structured of a plot i had in mind is someone who is very drawn to art in general and they connect deeply on that level . could be platonic , could be romantic i really don’t know tbh.. we could go based off chemistry , just want someone she can really be herself with u know . i’m down to plot this out a lot more ;)
other than above , i made a sideblog for other prompts for plotting , which you can find @oherika . if you see anything inchresting that could potentially work for us , feel free to hit me up with whatever inspired u mwuah <3
" is it just me or is dead serious playing for the fifth time in like an hour right now ? " she turned her gaze on addie, who was riding shotgun and hence had full control over the aux. " i do like our music but if i hear my own voice in the end even one more time i might scream. " gaze is quickly directed back towards the front. the road wasn't too populated at the moment, making the driving easy - despite her lack of regular practice. out of rad, they had decided she was going to take charge over the company car and get them to renee's aniversary. only after addie had genuinely considered whether they couldn't bike the distance, of course. in the end, they had settled on the electronic car they were sharing now. one glance in the rearview mirror, she checked in on erika and by extension stevie nicks. not the singer, the cat. " how is she doing back there, rik ? do we need a kitty break ? " this morning stevie hadn't seemed her usual angry, yet energetic self when they had checked on her. to be precise, her spirits seemed rather down. out of concern they had therefore made the executive decision of taking stevie with them, just in case something was seriously wrong with her. no rockstar left behind !
acting nurse offers a thumbs up in response , gaze shifting to feline in question , carefully examining previously observed mood , or lack there of . ‘ we’re all good , not quite her usual hissy self just yet , but she’ll be back in no time . ’ manicured tips caress behind source of collective concern’s ear , earning a mild purr in return . ‘ i do still think she was off this morning , because she knew we had plans and wanted to tag along . the food’s gonna be so good and she can just tell , her intuition is always on point . ’ still valid enough reason and rather on brand for the band to bring their very special plus one . ‘ no kitty breaks necessary , though , feel free to floor it . ’ showing up with a cat guest was enough of a surprise , might as well not make an ill timed entrance in the midst of vows being exchanged and whatnot . ‘ i can’t actually believe that this is the closest i’ve ever been to a wedding as an adult , big celebrations of love are not up my alley . ’ puzzled timbre rolls off tongue , situation at hand ironic considering own circumstances , never even set foot inside her own wedding venue .
he doesn’t realise how late it’s gotten. doesn’t see that the sun has clocked out for the day and the moon has taken its shift; doesn’t recall when the backup musicians and audio techs he was working with had called it a night, too. silas sits at the couch near the door, eyes focused downward as he re-listens to the recording of the day’s practice, picking through bits and pieces he liked or didn’t.
he’s scribbling on the music sheets scattered on and around the counter beside him when someone else walks in, and he scrambles his things out of the way to share some space. there’s a click of his tongue as he glances over at his phone beside his lap; it lights up, the numbers informing him of the late hour. “hadn’t taken note of the time,” he says to wave off the apology, brow arching at her. “i’ve got plenty of it to offer, though. what do you need?”
as much as she likes to avoid admitting fault , this may be the one time one random high school music teacher’s words haunt her down to the core . of course , self has been told before that honey like timbre doesn’t fit the likes of punk music . though in own syllogism , said contrast , among other things , is what makes their releases unique and yet , there she stands , having hit a roadblock .
faintly arched figure approaches at sound of approval , hopefully taking a few steps closer to solving issue at hand . ‘ i feel like one of the songs in the album we’re currently working on doesn’t sound right and i think it might be my fault . ’ insecurity rarely makes appearance that evident , let alone right in the open for spectators to feast on . ‘ we haven’t been doing this for too long , it used to be just a hobby , but the added pressure of wanting to deliver something good for an audience that is actually going to listen is getting to me . is there like a trick of the trade sort of hack to fix this ? ’
the lack of windows in the studio made time easy to ignore. sunny had been working on the same chord progression for quite some time -- it'd been 9 hours. various chip bags and candy wrappers were spread across the giant sound board before him. electric guitar sounds fill the room. he laser focuses on the strings, plucking out a new melody that sounded much better than the eight-billion he'd tried that day. finally, it seemed ki-sun had found something good. though, tragically, his fragile train of thought crashed as soon as the door behind him clicked open. " oh, fuck off -- " he starts, out of frustration. but, the annoyed look on his face melts away as soon as his eyes meets the other's. he raises his a hand as she apologizes, waving away her words. "sorry. don't fuck off. stay. " sunny insists, offering the other his full attention now. a soft smile colors his features. "you want my opinion ?" he tries not to sound so surprised by her proposition. " i guess i can loan you some of my genius. it'll cost you, though. " sunny leans back into his chair, setting his blue fender aside. switching positions suddenly made him realize how exhausted he is. " so, what do you have so far? show me. also -- what time is it? " sunny reaches upward, stretching his arms.
brows knit together tightly in response to profanity thrown around in her name , though not entirely intentionally . ‘ oh , how kind of you to let me stay . ’ words roll off tongue in light hearted timbre , smaller frame advancing further into practice room . ‘ i did want your opinion , but only with no strings attached . ’ manicured tips graze chord of guitar in other’s grasp , tight lipped petals curling into taunting beam . ‘ if i have to pay , i’d rather just wait around until the morning , when i can have someone else’s complimentary advice . ’ shoulders will shrug , very much enjoying own teasing ways , yet still quite set on receiving help from companion at hand . ‘ see , there’s this song that i’ve been working on for half a day and i just can’t capture the right feeling , you know . it sounds too timid and it’s not supposed to , so i can’t tell whether i’m doing something wrong or if the lyrics aren’t doing it for me ? ’ puzzled grimace spreads across delicate features , digits brushing through ebony locks in own frustration . ‘ it’s almost two a.m. , if i sing this for you and you end up falling asleep , i will actually seek revenge . ’
jonnie's dying for some sleep , he really is , but for some reason he's still pissing around the company building like he couldn't be laying down in his warm bed with a shitty movie on ? perhaps it's because he can feel the onslaught of memories he doesn't feel like reliving making their way to the surface . he thought that if he could just lose himself in practice for just a little longer they'd go away , but alas , he wasn't that lucky . however , by some grace of god there's a voice pulling him from those pesky thoughts and with a swift tilt of his head upwards , a smile begins to tick up the corner's of his mouth , “ a hand or an ear ? i mean i could give you a hand , but i’m not sure what my hand can do for you in a situation like this ! maybe a writing surrogate ? you grab my hand while you teach me something and then we look into each other’s eyes and kiss ? ” the playful tones of his voice can’t help but bring a laugh of his own bubbling to the surface , amused by himself .
‘ see that would be a perfect example of how not to help me . ’ dark hues shoot near lethal glare other’s way , digits nudging his shoulder in disciplinary fashion . ‘ you need to be serious and not make fun of me for two seconds , because i had a go at writing lyrics again and clearly it’s not working . ’ huff parts lips melodramatically so , grimace softening up soon enough . ‘ like , i wanna say things and i wanna say them aggressively , but it’s just not translating well on paper . ’ will pace up and down , buried in own exasperation , only for steps to eventually come to a sharp halt . ‘ do you think drunk me would be better at expressing herself through words ? admittedly , i am much more skilled in all sorts of things when tipsy . ’ though one to enforce state of seriousness , can’t help but resort to desparate measures .
belongings scatter on counter she finds at entrance , faint huff passing own glossed petals , unaware of other’s presence in dimly lit practice room . hues will widen at mere sight , hands raising in surrender instinctively so , though quick motion softens in recognition of familiar features . ‘ sorry for interrupting , i didn’t think anyone else would be here this late . ’ in midst of approaching , roll of shoulders will still frame , now few steps closer to newly acquired companion . ‘ see , i’ve been struggling with this one song all day and it just — care to give me a hand ? if you aren’t too busy , that is . i won’t keep you long , i promise . ’ / @revolutionstart
