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headcanons, volume one.
a series of randomly assorted headcanon questions for character development. feel free to adjust or expand on any questions when sending and specify muse if you're sending to a multi.
☕ : how does your muse take their coffee or tea? what does their average coffee shop order look like? 🌨️ : how does your muse react to snow? do they want to stay huddled up inside where it's warm, or do they want to go out and play in it? 💝 : what is your muse's love language? how do they usually convey it? ⚖️ : does your muse trust their own judgement? what kind of situations would cause them to freeze up with indecision? 🧺 : what life skill was the hardest for your muse to learn once they were out on their own? 🍸 : does your muse drink alcohol? if so, what kind and how often? if not, why? 💪 : describe your muse's body language, how do they tend to stand idly, what do they do when they're bored, etc. 🎨 : what is your muse's favorite art medium to use? what do they do with it? 🔋 : how does your muse like to recharge, physically, mentally or spiritually? 🐉 : if your muse could be any mythical or supernatural being, which do you think they would be and why? 👻 : if your muse could live the life of anyone else for a day, who would they choose? what would they hope to learn about this person? 🩰 : does your muse know how to dance? do they learn routines, or do they improvise? what styles of dance do they prefer? 💎 : if you could describe your muse as any gemstone or mineral, which would they be and why? 🧨 : does your muse have attention seeking tendencies? how far are they willing to go to get it? ⚽ : does your muse have any favorite sports? do they play any sports, or do they just spectate? 🐈 : is your muse conscious of online trends and memes? 🥀 : describe a time in your muse's life where they were dishonest, either with themselves, or others. 💸 : what is the most valuable thing your muse has ever broken? 💍 : does your muse carry any good luck charms or other memorable trinkets? what makes this item significant to them? 🤝 : what does loyalty mean to your muse? 🏹 : does your muse know how to use any weapons? which ones? what is the most unconventional item that your muse has ever armed themselves with? 🫗 : what would it take for your muse to lose their appetite? 🎁 : how does your muse respond when they don't like a gift they've received? 🌌 : would your muse rather explore outer space or the deep sea? why? would they be afraid of either or both of these places for any reason? 🎥 : does your muse know any movies or books by heart? which ones? why do they like them so much?
James knew Alyssa was near shock, and it would help if they got her there soon. Being someplace she knew she was safe with people around would probably help her psyche out. They fortunately seemed to have gotten out without attracting anyone's attention.
"It might have a tracker on it" James said. "I mean, it's good you grabbed it, but also could lead someone to you. Though if we haven't picked up some followers by now, that could be a good sign. And anyway...I ain't sure I know exactly what to look for." He considered having her call Ella back and maybe sending someone who might know out, but they were almost there, so he gave the phone back to Alyssa.
He wondered if she would be in the right frame of mind to talk to her sister, but it seemed to work out, even if he only knew a word or two of what she said. Maybe it would do her some good. She wasn't quite as near-catatonic as she'd been when they first got in his truck.
"Alright, we'll be there soon."
And they were. It was deep into the night by now, sunrise not too far off, by the time he pulled up near the edge of the compound.
"We're here, Alyssa."
“Oh,” Alyssa simply stated, not having thought about the possibility of a tracker. It was just odd to her anyone would want to track her – even though she knew that was possible given her family. Still, she avoided all the illegal stuff, and hoped that was enough to keep her out of harm’s way even if she knew that was a foolish idea. “I – I didn’t think of that,” she admitted. Giving a small nod, she certainly was at a loss for what to search for, as well, but knew somebody at the compound would likely have some thoughts on it.
Trying her best to relax, to not spiral or go into full on shock, she watched the scenery go by when he returned the phone and drove once more. It wasn’t too much further. Getting up to the gate, when the security guard saw her, speaking to her briefly, he opened it up. They made their way down the long driveway up to the house. We he parked, she exhaled with this sort of sigh of relief. There were more guards. “I really want to take a shower,” she admitted, pushing the door open. “Come inside?” she asked, hoping he’d follow as she made her way to the door.
Alyssa didn’t have to knock. They knew she was there, the door opening once she approached with James. Entering, the home was quite large and expansive. Ella wasn’t there, which Alyssa suspected. She knew her twin would be tracking down who did this. Going to one of the guards, she handed over her phone, asking him, in Italian, to verify that there wasn’t a tracker on it – per what James said. He gave a nod, placing it in a bag before heading to another room. Turning back to James, “I’m going to take a shower, do you want to come upstairs,” she paused, faltering slightly, “I mean to wait or stay here?” she asked, stumbling slightly as she wasn’t sure if it sounded like she was inviting him into the shower.
"I didn't, either, given how much of a rush we were in" he admitted, almost kicking himself literally for it. "I'd bet against it, but it's definitely a possibility. I'd guess somebody would've caught up to us by now, though."
They stopped at the gate for Alyssa to talk to the guard, who waved them on through once he saw it was her. Though based on his behavior, Ella must've alerted the guards to expect them. James drove his truck on through. It was a bit more of a drive to get to the house.
Alyssa seemed in a little better shape now. She was speaking more clearly and not in a half-catatonic state.
"Yeah" he said, locking the truck. He figured Ella would want to know just what in the hell happened, at the very least, figure out who abducted Alyssa. She might want him to stick around her sister.
James followed her inside the house as a guard James recognized but didn't know held it open. They found out Ella wasn't here. She and James would no doubt talk about it later.
"Er..." he said, then she clarified what she meant. He had to admit, at first, it did sound like she was inviting him into the shower. "I'll go up and stay outside in the hall" he said, trying not to laugh at the brief misunderstanding. It probably wouldn't have been good for Alyssa.
He walked with her up the stairs. "Nice place. Lots of security, even for your family's standards." He hoped that would make Alyssa feel safer.
James had gotten roughed up pretty good when he and Cara were taken. Nothing was broken, he wasn't maimed or had any really serious injuries, but he had a lot of bruises and a few cuts that could've used bandages, which he didn't have. He'd come to just before Cara and didn't realize she was awake to feel him trying to move around.
"Sorry" he said, wondering if he'd actually roused her awake. "I didn't think we'd see each other again."
He'd had enough time to wonder a bit, but something didn't make sense. "Yeah, but I don't know why they'd take you, too. Unless you happened to be in the same area..." He trailed off. Maybe they'd managed to both make the wrong person mad.
"Well, let's figure a way to get out of here and worry about it later. Don't seem to be much in here with us, but maybe if we slide together to that shelf, maybe there's a sharp edge to work on the ropes." The lighting was dim enough he couldn't tell if the shelf had sharp edges or not.
“I was hoping that we’d never see each other again,” Cara groggily countered. And she knew he’d understand what she meant. James had gone out on a limb for her, to help her and to protect her, and they had worked well together. But if they ever did end up coming face-to-face with one another again (so to speak) it would only be for a reason like this, which meant, yes, she never wanted to see him again. Yet, here they were.
“How did they take you?” Cara asked. A seemingly unimportant question, but one that would tell her everything that she needed to know. “They were... careful with me. Drugged me. Took countless vials of blood once I arrived. I’m going to go out on a limb and guess that you didn’t receive the same treatment?” She then shook her head, despite the fact that he couldn’t see her, “Only one problem. They tied the ropes so that - if one of us moves - they tighten around the other.” She had a high tolerance for pain, but she still needed blood flow to her extremities. “...I think this is just the beginning. This is the group that you worked for before, this is the group that you smuggled me away from. I know that without a doubt, just like I know what they want. And while we’re going to have wait for an opening to fight back... It’s more important that they walk away empty-handed. That’s our main objective. Do you understand?”
"Thanks" James said wryly, though his grogginess didn't make it as evidence as he'd meant. He did know what she meant. It wasn't personal. There were more than a few people he hoped to never see again, but not because he didn't like them, the opposite, in fact.
"Trap. Had a contact who I'm pretty sure set me up. Told me where to find some information and guys were waiting and jumped me. Not masked, but I didn't get a good look at any of them. Maybe I should be glad they sedated me. Got beat up enough as it was, but if it wasn't for that, they would've really beat the hell out of me."
"If they took blood from me, I don't remember it." He'd been out and he didn't feel any bandages or anything indicating something like that.
"I ain't surprised. Good way to tie two people together. Which is why we got to be careful in how we work together. At least we can talk."
He was afraid that would come back to haunt them. "So they wanted you alive." He didn't finish the thought, which was they probably didn't want him. So why keep him alive? Questioning, or to make Cara more compliant?
"Yeah. But to fight back at all, we got to get free of these ropes. Let's slide towards that shelf. I don't know if it'll help, but it can't hurt. We'll count to three and try to move over that way. You ready?"
"Yeah, I kind of guessed it wasn't" he said. "You got a slight accent I can't place, but some of your word choices give it away. Not a big deal. I can speak quite a bit of Russian and a decent bit of Spanish, but I ain't real fluent in any other languages, so I won't make fun of you. Too bad" he added at the end with a smirk.
He expected she'd ask him the same question back. "Work out, sparring if someone skilled is around, watch TV, mostly sports. I do a lot of traveling, but not a lot of vacations, exactly. I don't go to the beaches of Miami, I see the rougher side of town."
He finished his drink and set it back down on the table. "You fight? Like martial arts, boxing, or what do you mean?"
A brow lifted as she looked over at James. She assumed he knew – everyone seemed to know, her family was Italian. Then again, she knew her accent, Alyssa’s accent, was a bit unique, “Italian… maybe a little French,” she offered. The twins hadn’t lost almost any of the accent when they came to the states, though she knew it wasn’t incredibly thick, she figured he was being polite in saying it was slight. She didn’t mind either way, though was glad she wasn’t difficult to understand. Only once did she encounter someone in a shop that struggled to understand her. “I speak Spanish – eh, enough, at least,” she admitted, “Alyssa has been learning Russian. She has more – more talent with language,” though Ella was certainly more talented with fighting and weapons.
Giving a nod, she offered a hint of a smile – which was meaningful. Ella tended to be cautious of even her expressions. Everything she did was purposeful, ensuring she was taken seriously – too friendly, too much smiling, that could detract from her being seen as the boss. Oftentimes, she kept a fairly neutral poker face, at least, as much as possible. “I have not gone to Miami. If I travel, I like to go somewhere quiet or out of the country.” She gave a small nod to Trevor, asking him, in Italian, to get her a non-alcoholic drink – a Chinotto, a traditional Italian soda made from bitter orange fruit. He gave a nod, heading off to do what was asked. With James’ question, she considered it a moment – the best way to answer. “I do,” she started, “Eh, like two people in a ring and one wins.” She wasn’t sure she wanted to let him know she had contacts with underground fighting – that it was a way she blew off steam from time to time.
James did guess she was Italian, though he assumed from her accent she'd grown up somewhere else. Where that was, he didn't know. "Yeah, that might be my level of Spanish, too" he admitted. He had spoken it and gotten by to people who didn't--or at least, wouldn't-- speak English and only spoke Spanish, but it was definitely a little rough. "Maybe I'll speak some Russian with her then." In truth, it sounded like both sisters were better with languages than he was. If it'd been up to him, he probably would only know English.
He was almost surprised she hadn't been to Miami. It seemed to be the American city anyone involved in some kind of illegal activities had been to, if they'd ever been to the US. City of beaches, parties, warm weather all but a few days of the year, even if the cartels weren't as big a presence as they once were, it still attracted those types.
"I got Italian ancestry on my mom's side, and can barely speak a word of it" he admitted with a shrug. "Oh, so that kind of fighting. Boxing, MMA, or...something with fewer rules than that?" He'd done that kind of thing at one point in time, but it wasn't by choice, either.
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There's two OC ideas I've had I've considered adding, if I could ever find a place to put them. One is an idea that originated from one of those "send a faceclaim and I'll create a character" memes, like one I posted just before answering this. She's Japanese-American (original meme response was I think Japanese-Brazilian), a woman who works as a vigilante ninja. The name I have in mind right now is Michi (short for Michiko), though that's not set in stone now. She's highly trained in stealth, traditional ninjustsu techniques mixed with some more modern martial arts skills, and takes on organized crime and corruption. Probably the closest I'll ever come to a superhero character.
The other is more of a villainous type of character. Some kind of mercenary type, former military special forces. He'd probably be involved in a lot of robberies and kidnappings, based off roleplay ideas that I both like and how many people want James to kidnap their characters. James is a pretty dark anti-hero type at times, but there are times I'd like to do an RP but think even he realistically wouldn't do it based off some of the limits he has.
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Valeria Castillo
Age: Early 30s (first thought was 32)
Height: 5'6"
Birthplace: Mexico City
Lives: Paris
Valeria is the epitome of a femme fatale type. Born in Mexico, she watched her family get nearly ruined by unscrupulous businessmen who cheated her father. Corruption kept them from getting punished.
Growing up into a beautiful woman and bitter over what happened to her family, she's learned how to get some payback. She works with a group of men. They target businessmen, usually ones who have morally questionable character or work for controversial companies.
The general mode of operation is Valeria "accidentally" meets the men in a bar or similar place wearing a dress that flatters her beauty just well enough to get the men's attention. She subtly flirts with the men. Bars are great because she can get them drinking and not thinking clearly. Valeria invites the man to her hotel room or sometimes, even an apartment temporarily rented for the job. He goes with her...and Valeria's cohorts are waiting to overpower, tie up, and gag the businessman. Valeria typically leaves at this point. The businessman is held for ransom. Valeria gets a significant cut of the money. The plan almost always works, especially when they have enough information for her to really know her target's likes and desires.
Valeria is fluent in Spanish, English, and French, passable in Italian and German, and knows a little bit of Portuguese, which helps with talking to her targets of various nationalities. She lives in a nice apartment in Paris, typically telling people she's a business consultant for work.
Lucía is her usual alias she uses. Its meaning originates from "light," which she thinks is ironic because her targets are blind to her intentions.
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❛ it’s enough to make a woman drink. ❜ ( little opener from my single muse, magaly )
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James was surprisingly not a big drinker, most of the time. He certainly had his fair share of drinks in saloons, as he figured most outlaws did, but wasn't often one to get drunk. He now looked at Chenoa, wondering if she was going to be heading that way soon. He didn't know her well enough to try to talk her out of it if she did.
"Well, you're in the right place to be doing some drinking" he quipped. "Not that a lot of people in here have to come up with excuses to do so."
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His cousin might have one or two he had as a kid at her place (he lived with her and his aunt for 6 years), but he doesn't have any around his own place.
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Not too many, and by that, I mean zero.
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