“NOTHING? OKAY. . . YEAH.” goose WETLY mumbles against the screen of her phone. she’s fighting a losing battle against the wavers in her voice. TRYING SO HARD NOT TO CRY. “yeah. . . thanks again. yeah––– uh-huh. bye.” her thumb slides against the red circle, gaze watering out of focus. staring at the screen of recent calls, her eyes narrow in on HIS contact name. CLARKIE. she slides her face into her hands, phone now just dangling from her fingertips. with each passing day, hope was beginning to become harder and harder to hold onto.
when logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead
and the white knight is talkin’ backwards
and the red queen’s off with her head
remember what the dormouse said
‘feed your head, feed your head'
FLORENCE PUGH, SHE/HER — Eden might be home to the mysterious and unsightly, but KENNEDY "GOOSE" JONES is just your average citizen. Mostly. The TWENTY-FIVE year old HUMAN has been around for TWENTY-FIVE years, but nowadays they’re a LINE WORKER at THE SWANN DINER. They’ve come a long way since the beginning of their time here, but this town has a habit of changing people.
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TW: DRUGS, CHILD ABUSE, ALCOHOLISM, ALIENS, MISSING PERSON
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henry jones was in hot water, boiling to be exact. all fingers pointed towards him. not to mention, evidence in the form of cameras. henry was arrested for attempted robbery and aggravated manslaughter. the trial was a long process for him. at some point during, he started dating joyce and managed to knock her up with twins. there was a shotgun wedding, demanded by her family. ultimately an unhappy marriage.
kennedy and clark jones were never held by their father. a detail many would think was for the best. they visited their father once every other month, growing up. didn’t really get much out of the visits? normally they’d stare in silence because what was there to say? he didn’t truly care about their schooling, it felt useless to tell him details of their lives. they felt the blow of his actions later as they grew older and began to understand. people stared. mothers would pull their children away at the playground. always so many whispers. ultimately, it didn’t bother them much as the jones twins were nothing like their kin. good temperament, helpful to the community, kind to animals.
ruining restaurant workers’ lives like it’s a day job is joyce jones. a bit awful tbh?? but you’d have to be to marry henry jones… it honestly a miracle that the twins didn’t turn out more like their parents?? joyce lives off alimony checks, sits her ass on the couch and drinks herself into oblivion. jealous of her children’s youth and ultimately blaming them for “ruining” her life, she took her anger out on them. bruises were common to see under long sleeves despite the eighty degree heat. once she even split the young girl’s bottom lip.
her twin brother clarkie was the light of her life!! he made everything feel worth it. putting up with her mother’s abuse, the drunken tirades, just living in general. you can easily tell they were twins too with that curve of the nose. his face graces some of the missing fliers, friendly dark eyes haunting. goose hates to see them and will tear them to pieces if there are multiple of them posted up.
began to experiment with drugs. found the whole experience to be enlightening and a good way to cope. does WAY too many drugs tbh. but she’s having fun? sticks mostly to marijuana, but ventures out into psychedelic territory every so often. annnnd then blow is reserved for music festivals.
believes her brother has been abducted by aliens but no one agrees, thinking she’s just hopped up on drugs with her “druggie” friends.
likes to keep her hands busy. does a lot of knitting but really enjoys macramé. a good majority of her wardrobe consists of such. if nothing is present to keep her busy, she will pick at her cuticles.
roller blades around town at night when its quiet and dark with old, retro headphones – jamming away… at least, she used to? with all the disappearances, she’s stopped this part of her routine.
her nickname came from her brother in their youth because he claimed that her laugh sounded like a goose honking. it hurt at the time but now it serves as a reminder of their bond. prefers to be called as much instead of kennedy. doesn’t care if you think its weird. occasionally is called ken, but truly hates that nickname.
allergic to cats and dogs but loves them to death. she can handle the sneezing and the watery eyes if she gets to snuggle on one.
loves flowers but it isn’t mutual. for the life of her, goose can’t seem to keep any houseplant alive. has a bunch of fake, plastic ones around her apartment. loves floral stuff in general?? tends to incorporate it into her wardrobe, whether it be a flower crown or earrings
let herself go a little since her brother’s disappearance? usually kept up with dying her hair blonde often but has pushed that aside. her roots are dark and very noticeable. her pants are a bit tighter as well. pretty approachable looking? normally always carries food on her? could be chocolate or trail mix, but she’s typically always munching.
kinda a HUGE crybaby?? tears accompany most emotions lmao but especially anger, sadness and happiness. bit of a weird girl tbh? thinks outside the box but often is too afraid to share her opinions/ideas.
TLDR: goose is one half of the jones twins. the surname is infamous in town for their father’s actions and morals. fortunately they were nothing like the tree they were grown from!! goose’s bro goes missing and so she’s trying to locate him, but is often too high to get things done. thinks that aliens are behind the disappearance…..
