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Adrian Hernández Theodore Beck, 27 - Marketing Manager at Sherwood

[akatheo]

drakelis​:

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Drake wasn’t sure where to look. Confusion washed over his face. Which… wasn’t all too unusual in Theo’s company. 

“Soda baby?” was all he managed to say. He frowned a contemplative sort of frown before he shook it away, flushing slightly. It wasn’t that bad, was it? He’d been on his fair share of dates. Nothing all that long lasting ever came of it, but it was a mutual thing. He just… hadn’t found something that fit. Too many corners and not enough edges that clicked neatly, as it were. If he were being honest, he was still slowly putting the puzzle pieces of himself together.  “I don’t know, neither? I honestly don’t get how you can just jump into things as easily as you do.” 

Without a care in the world. Maybe if they’d met at a different time Drake would be like that too. But he was who he was now, Champagne Papi or whatever, or not.

“That’s right. I’d say is the opposite to being cool and suave, but hey, that’s why I’m here for!” Something told him that Drake here probably didn’t realize he was just making a word play with the singer Drake’s social media handler, and it didn’t quite surprise him. Nonetheless, he would do his best to help him out, break him out of his shell to try to accomplish his goal. Not an easy task, Theo knew that, but he was confident he could work his magic. “I don’t jump into.. Okay, you know what? Let’s forget about what you’ve just said and focus on this,” he gestured the other male with his index finger. “Regardless of how the night ends, we gotta work on the initial approach. First impressions are always important and looking nervous is a no-no they can smell fear. So, tell me, how would you try to hit on me?”

[akatheo]

As many people during the last weeks of the mist outbreak, Theo had felt a little funny and just in case the symptoms could get worse, he booked an appointment for a checkup. Maybe he was acting a little paranoid, but he didn’t want to end in a black bag like the two ladies who ventured into the fog. Better safe than sorry, right? Unlike them, he was lucky enough to just have some minor flu, nothing a few aspirins and some nights of sleep wouldn’t cure.

His little hospital adventure would have been over if he hadn’t bumped into someone he didn’t think he would see again after they slept together. Silly of him, considering this town seemed to be small enough that probably everyone knew one another. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t enjoyed it, but you normally weren’t supposed to see your one night stand again. “Well, is this just a coincidence or you’re just following me now?” He joked to keep it casual, just as the night they hooked up. They hadn’t shared more than their names, so it was impossible for any of them to know the other was there, unless some stalking was behind. Then again, he didn’t even know Johnny was a doctor. “Sorry for hitting you, by the way.”

( @johnny-miu​ )

[akatheo]

chad-redding​:

***

“More so I don’t want the death of your stupid ass to be on my hands.” It’s easier to say than to outright admit that Theo was right, but it held the same affect. Because he was right. Chad clearly cared about what happened to the guy because he couldn’t help but care about what happened to Theo. They were friends. Chad cared about him. “I’m fine, yeah. Thanks, I guess.” He really can’t be too annoyed. Theo hadn’t been hurt and he supposed the vehicle could have had more damage done to it if someone hadn’t stopped them. Still, he hated the idea of Theo jumping into danger just because he was worried that Chad had been in there. He’d always hated the idea of someone putting themselves in danger for his sake. It just wasn’t worth it. “Right, about that, I don’t actually have any spares for this thing. So we’re not going to be having any tire changing lessons anytime soon, dude. I’m going to have to just come back for it.”

***

“Very touching, I swear you’re gonna make me cry with all this affection.” To say Chad was his only real friend, meant Theo worried as much about him as the other did for him, even when this friendship was built upon lies about who he really was. And that was what scared him the most, Chad finding out he hadn't been completely honest with him. The persona he had created was friends with the Redding boy, but Adrian also considered him a friend, there were no second intentions on getting close to him but he knew it would be hard to believe. "You're welcome," he smiled, making a jokingly curtsy. Despite his train of pessimistic thoughts, the conversation it was all fun and games until Chad mentioned there was no extra tire. "I'm sorry, what?" Whatever happened with the ambulance wasn't really his problem, but it was his friend the one who would have to deal with the consequences, and the good side of him couldn't let that happen. "Do you always ride around without a replacement tire? 'Cause let me tell you, that's completely irresponsible, like more than your usual behavior and that's saying a lot —don't shoot the messenger, man. Someone had to say it."

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[akatheo]

“If you wanna go from Soda Baby to Champagne Papi status, you really gotta step up on your game, man.” He always had his good share of unsolicited advice to give, specially for Drake. Most of the interactions Theo had with him were on the gym, but on those rare occasions he saw him out and about, well... The older man’s awkwardness was a constant, and the second hand embarrassment he felt when he saw him talking to women was too much. An intervention was needed. “We’re going through some crazy times, but this catastrophe and the idea of the world probably ending soon could work on your favor, “ he clasped his hands together, grinning smugly. “You want to find a soulmate or just some fun for the night?”

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[akatheo]

madelainesloanx​:

It had been a relatively simple day for the most part; just a couple of the usual deals that she carried out here and there until, soon enough, she found herself with absolutely nothing to do until her shift later that night at Royal Flush. Truthfully, the last thing she wanted to do was work on top of work ( especially when there were way more fun things to do ), but she figured she would just have to make do to the best of her abilities. Which is how she found herself hanging out just outside the casino, old, battered, and loveworn sketchpad balanced precariously on her knees from her place perched on a nearby ledge as she doodled away with some charcoal; dark stains smudged at her fingertips and one bold line across her cheek. What she was drawing, she hadn’t the faintest idea. It’d come to her later. Maybe.

She couldn’t tell you how long she’d been out there, lost in her own little bubble, when suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of someone approaching at her side. Thank god. Now she could not only get some company, but also some insight and answers to a question that was currently plaguing her. Once she made sure to shade in a bit more toward the top corner of the page, Madelaine lifted her head up from her sketch pad, shot the newcomer a beaming smile, and without letting them get a word in edgewise, quickly flipped her current work-in-progress over to face them with a little wave of paper and different hues of gray and black. “Quick! Tell me what you see when you look at this. First impressions only.”

***

The Royal Flush wasn’t his usual outlet, but sometimes it helped as an entertainment or to mark potential targets. Every move he had made since him and Rachel arrived to Grimmbrook had been somehow related to extend his web of connections; no one knew when those could come in handy. So there he was, on his way to the casino when he was stopped by no other than Madelaine. He hadn’t had many interactions with her, but he knew enough about the woman. Tilting his head slightly to loo at the drawing carefully, Theo brought a hand to his chin, rubbing it as if he was really focused on the task. He was good at making things up, so he would give this sketch a cool story to go with. “I can see turbulence --looks like a storm breaking out in the middle of the sea,” he made a dramatic pause as he gestured with his hands, “ready to suck in anything and anyone who dares to get in the way. If that’s what you were going for, it’s pretty dark but powerful.”

[akatheo]

chad-redding​:

The entire town had been thrown into something of chaos lately. All of it was absolute chaos. Even before the mist, there had seemed to be something wrong with Grimmbrook. Now it just seemed the town had hit its end point with the mist rolling in. He had been responding to a call that turned out to be nothing and initially, he had thought it was a terrible prank from some shitty kid wanting to drag him out into Grimmbrook for some laughs. It wasn’t as if responding was too dangerous. Should the mist roll in, he had been given the proper equipment – one of the few perks of having his job – but whatever.

Of course, as he approached his vehicle once again, it became abundantly clear that everything was not alright. Whether the looters had called him out there in order to do this, Chad wasn’t sure. All he knew right then was he was staring at a raided ambulance truck that wasn’t going to be going anywhere anytime soon. Also, there was Theo, which made Chad’s eyebrow raise in question.

“Hey, not for nothing, but are you stupid? You could have gotten yourself hurt, getting involved in that. The tires are slashed. Do you think they would have had any problem slashing you next?”

***

He scoffed, opening his mouth in fake shock as he brought a hand to his chest. “One: Fucking rude. I know you wouldn’t be saying the same if you were inside that ambulance,” he responded wiggling his index finger at the other, and ignoring the fact his friend was right about it. He could have gotten stabbed, and getting stabbed wouldn’t look pretty on him. “And two: Aww, it’s so sweet you worry about my well-being, it makes me feel you actually care.” There were worst problems they should be dealing with, rather than mocking Chad for his cute outburst moments ago, even when he smug grin said otherwise. Those people could come back, some others knowing what happened would probably want to take a chance too, and even the mist covering them was on the table. “Are you okay? Now the horde is gone, and you can see I’m fine, I won’t get my hands dirty, but I’ll guide you on how to change the tire.”

[akatheo]

Who: @chad-redding Where: Somewhere downtown When: Around 10AM

Sleeping where you work at wasn’t healthy, every knew that, but he was planning to die any time soon, nor going to wake up earlier than expected to get to work just to stick to this fucking mist agenda. Definitely not glamorous, and seeing your co-workers and guests 24/7, truly a nightmare. At least he could take a some breaks during the day to clear his head and stretch.

Adrian was heading to one of his favorite deli shops to buy lunch, when he spotted a group of people raiding a parked ambulance. Could that be the one Chad rides? His immediate reaction was rushing over the vehicle  to drive away the looters and help his friend get out of it, in case he was inside. How he would do that was a mystery, he’d figure it out once he was there, though he wouldn’t be able to fight if someone decided to get at him. Much to his surprise, his presence as he came running and shouting was enough to scare them and make them take off.

No one was inside, which was a relief, and as he was inspecting the ambulance, the male saw Chad coming over. “Dude, that was a close call. Was starting to think I was gonna be the one taking you to the hospital,” he said humorously, definitely trying to lighten the mood for what he was going to say next. “Your equipment and tires on the other hand... hope you guys have insurance.”

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CHIP ▶ THEODORE BECK ( MARKETING MANAGER AT THE SHERWOOD/CON ARTIST ● 27 ● BERK ATAN ● OPEN )

Originally born Adrian Adams, Theodore was adopted when he was just two month old, his parents having died in a mugging gone wrong when he was three weeks old. The Hernández family, who’d been friends of his parents, adopted him as soon as they could. Hector and Sarah were his new parents, Rachel his new sister. He was a precocious child, charming and a bit of a trouble maker. Theodore was usually an instigator in class, getting other kids to follow his ideas. Whether it was stealing candy from the prize chest in his classroom or hiding on the playground when everyone went in after recess – Theodore had a story for everything.

At eight, his parents were involved in a hit and run, leaving him an orphan again and calling Rachel back home. She was twenty-one now and he clung to her for safety and stability. Doing all that she could to keep them afloat and off the streets, she moved them around and taught him how to tell stories at a level he never knew existed. The way she taught him got them free room and board in hotels, free meals at restaurants and free clothes at shops. Somehow she had the magic words to con people into helping them and he learned from her quickly.

Together, the two Herández siblings traveled the country and managed to make a living for themselves weaving together tall tales. As he got older, he passed himself off as Rachel’s friend instead of her son, and they made more money than they ever had before. During these travels, she kept him learning. He devoured books on various topics and became well read enough to pass himself off as experts in many areas, at least to those who weren’t experts themselves. He’s passed himself off as a surgical resident, a nurse, a law student, eventually a lawyer, accountant, real estate agent, chef and others.

Most recently, after a big job in North Dakota, where he and Rachel conned 1.5 million, they settled in Grimmbrook. He got a position as a marketing manager at the Sherwood Hotel without any real credentials, under the name Theodore Beck. He’s been great, earning praise from higher ups and given more responsibility. It’s convenient because he uses the booking systems to note potential marks and relays that information to Rachel. He doesn’t know how long they’ll be in town, but it’s a good gig for now.

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RACHEL GARCIA - adopted sister. She’s been part of his life for as long as he can remember and has been everything from a mother figure to sister to partner in crime. She took care of him when he was young and mentored him as he got older. He’s grown into quite the con artist because of her tutelage and he’s incredibly grateful for her. He’s traveled with Rachel because you don’t leave the only family you have left. Though they pass themselves off as good friends who met at a charity event, they’re siblings through and through –– family is more than blood.  

ANASTASIA CAMERON - She’s rich and successful and has done a few trunk shows with her sister at the hotel so he’s worked with her on marketing the events. He’s his most charming self around her and is weighing how much he can con from her and her sister against how hard her father will come down on him and Rachel if he ever caught them. He’s not done anything yet, but it’s always a thought at the back of his mind. 

DANIEL MICKEY - It’s always better to be friendly with the police if possible – all the better to ensure no suspicion is cast in his direction. They met during an auction taking place in the hotel’s ballroom to raise money for the police and Theodore honed in on him as someone to befriend. Now, he usually buys Daniel coffee if they end up in line together at a cafe, thanking him for his service around town. 

SOPHIA BERNARD-LEWIS - She works at the hotel in housekeeping and the two are decent work acquaintances. On the rare occasion he’s covering the front desk and sees her come into work, he always pretends to be welcoming one of the hotel’s most esteemed guests, usually garnering a few impressed stares from other patrons and an annoyed look from Sophia. 

CHAD REDDING - An actual friend. Theodore doesn’t have many and while his entire identity is a lie, “Theodore” considers Chad a friend he can hang out with. They met during an early morning workout and have made a habit of meeting up at the Golden Goose gym at the same time five or six days a week. They haven’t been friends for a super long time, so he wasn’t really able to be a great support in light of Madison’s death but he’s let Chad know he’s there if he wants to talk. 

[akatheo]

Full Name: Theodore Beck Adrian Hernández Nickname(s): Theo Age: 27 Date of Birth: April 15th, 1993 Gender: Male Pronouns: He/Him Sexual Orientation: Bisexual Romantic Orientation: Biromantic Languages: English, Spanish, some French and Italian Occupation: Marketing Manager at the Sherwood Hotel / Con-artist

tw: death

G again, with yet another boy, who is more approachable than Javi but still trash. I’ll be working on his stats shortly to link it back here, and his skeleton bio.

He was just a few months old when his biological parents died, so he was raised and adopted by the Hernandez, they were the only family he knew. When he was eight and his adoptive parents died after a hit and run, he clung to his sister and she became his whole world.

Ever since he was a kid, his wild imagination either got him into troubles or helped to get out of a big ones. He had perfected his story telling throughout the years, specially under the tutelage of his sister, who taught him all the tricks she knew.

The siblings moved A LOT, taking different aliases, and even though he assisted to school while jumping from city to city, he was mainly self taught in subjects that interests him (of course, some helped to pull jobs or passed admittance for schools). Needles to say, he would have succeeded in drama club. He still keeps learning and studying, every new identity comes with a research.

After a big job in North Dakota, him and his sister moved to Grimmbrook about six months ago, under the names Rachel García and Theodore Beck. 

He’s a smooth talker, always being nice and polite, has charisma that invites you to trust him --or hate him, because he can also get cocky, Behind all that, lies his true intention, always looking for new target, always working for their own selfish cause. He’d date you and pretend you’re the love of his life for a job, ripping you off from all your money with no regrets afterwards. 

There was one woman he fell in love with, collateral damage of one of their jobs, even though she wasn’t the target. Disappearing was hard, so he swore himself not to get involved ever again.

Wanted connections (some ideas)

Neighbors, he’s currently living in Neverland

Staff/Clients at the Sherwood

Future targets :)

People who probably met him in some other city bc we love drama

Drinking buddies

Friends, enemies, frienemies

Bad dates, good dates, hookups, one night stands

Anything else!!

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