#DEADPH0BIC writing blog for siobhan kelly, a ghost character from abc's crazy fun park. highly selective & private. minors dni. primarily runs on queue due to work schedule. loved by billie ( 34 . est. ) this blog will contain triggering content and spoilers . 21+ preferred . minors do not interact . established june 2024. follows back from coastercrushed.
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affiliated with; 00sgoth
also found at: lennon. mapplethorpe .gareth. april. gonzo. marko.
INFO / STATS UNDERCUT.
01. first things first, i am aware that a lot of people haven’t seen crazy fun town. i highly recommend it. it’ll make you laugh, it’ll make you cry, it’ll make you feel nostalgic. i digress because this will have a lot of horror aspects. a lot of the park kids died in really horrific ways. siobhan had died whilst on a bad date with her ex boyfriend kevin ( rest in pieces, dust boy. ) kevin dying of a heart attack and siobhan being impaled within the mirror maze. a lot of depressing topics will be mentioned considering...
02. drama is not my thing. i avoid it in real life and you best believe i’m going to avoid it online, being that this is my hobby. i wont reblog callouts, but will read them. i’ll only reblog if the person is incredibly dangerous to make my followers be aware. no gross behavior with minor muses, either, thanks. don’t be transphobic, genderbend, whitewash, don’t be a racist asshole, don’t support n*zi imagery, don’t be a fucking dickhead.
03. oooooh i do love shipping! though, i do prefer a little bit of plotting beforehand. i think it’s very important to build a relationship ooc as well. i’m more comfortable to ship if we talk a little ooc.
04. i’m billie! i’ve thirty four years old and i’ve been apart of the rpc since late 2010. i’m an old lady. i’ve been around the block a few times. i work full time overnight ( twelve hour shifts ) at hospital & i have a lot of social obligations so i’m primarily mobile. most of my replies will be posted by queue due to this. my reply speed is slow and whilst i post a lot of ooc posts while at work & what not, it may sometimes take me a few days or even weeks to reply to a thread. patience is key! this is something i do whenever i want to destress and have fun.
STATS
GENERAL.
BIRTH NAME. siobhan leigh kelly ALIAS(ES). siobby, the popular one, the pretty one. . AGE. nineteen. DATE OF BIRTH. august 5th MARITAL STATUS. taken by kevin until his dusting, then single trying to focus on herself. verse dependent. SPECIES. deader than a door nail ghost GENDER. cisfemale PREFERRED PRONOUNS. she/her ROMANTIC ORIENTATION. bisexual with a preference for women SEXUAL ORIENTATION. bisexual with a preference for women. OCCUPATION. was a student, wanted to become a fashion designer or a popstar like britney spears.
PHYSICALITY.
HEIGHT. 5'8" BUILD. athletic, slender. in good shape. HAIR. blonde, curled. EYES. blue SCARS. scars from childhood mishaps and from surfing injuries. biggest one is the scar from getting impaled. it's more of a wound. ABNORMALITIES. other than being dead? not a whole lot. TATTOOS. a bunch of stars on the top of her left foot. PHYSICAL AILMENTS. other than getting impaled and dying? nah. ALLERGIES. none.
HEADSPACE.
ALIGNMENT. chaotic good MYERS BRIGGS. esfp FEARS. dusting and deteriorating after watching kevin and almost losing gonzo, not being accepted. DISORDERS. add, anxiety disorder OTHERS. n/a.
BACKGROUND.
PLACE OF BIRTH. asphodels heights, australia. CURRENT RESIDENCE. crazy fun park, asphodels heights, australia. RELIGION. agnostic FAMILY. mother and father, two younger brothers. STATUS. middle class
Gary's face twists up. "Why not?" It might not sound like it, but it's a genuine question. This would definitely not have made the cut of the minimal parenting he had gotten. She doesn't necessarily know Fleetwood Mac, but she knows Stevie Nicks, which makes him think she must have gone on to have a solo career. Good for her; to drop an album like Rumors and say fuck y'all. "She's cool. My aunt Jenny started growing her hair out so she could cut it like hers when their second album came out. She nearly wore out her record." This band she mentions next is kind of familiar, but he couldn't place where he'd heard it before. Probably here. "What kinda shit they do?"
siobhan can't help but scoff a little bit as she continued to paint gary's nails as if she was some kind of artist. ( and siobhan takes it just as seriously! ) she'll even use her own thumb nail to try to clean out the grooves so everything looks even. ( so everything looks perfect! ) a part of her knows that this paint may not survive respawn, but this was a bonding moment between her and gary---... which was more important than anything. "wow, like--.... that's so cool! i never had a record player but, like--... had a cassette tape player and a cd player! sometimes, you'd have to hold the cd player in a weird way--.... so it wouldn't skip," of course, gonzo would argue that it was the best way to play music. "then we got--...mp3 players that got pretty popular before--....well, you know!" before she died. "they're like--....pop! a boy band! think like, uh--... the beatles but more--.... not that. "
she knows it's siobhan before she even speaks — and that's a good thing. just about anyone else, and she's pretty sure the instinct to jam an elbow into someone's ribs would definitely have reared its ugly head. "hey, princess," there's a low, pleased hum as cool lips meet her cheek, and vic finds herself leaning into the blonde's touch without hesitation. "how lame's it if i say better with you here?"
siobhan doesn't seem to realize just how lucky she is, really. the fact that if anyone else had snuck up behind her and did the same thing would probably end up with bruised ribs! ( though, siobhan isn't as dumb as people think. ) perhaps she knows she can get away with it which is why she does in the first place. ( just to prove the queen siobhan really does get special treatment! ) she'll giggle after she places a kiss to her cheek.
"not at all. i think, like--.... that's totally a normal reaction. i'm glad i make things better, duh!"
andrew antonelli ... ▇▇▇ he kept his eyes on her. though – not wanting to come off as weird or anything. he was just concerned over her and her well being. especially with it being late and knowing how this part of the city could get at this hour. a small chuckle came from him though as she kicked off her heels. he figured they were the issue. ❛ as long as you're sure you're okay. ❜ he replied before offering her his arm. ❛ I can give you a ride if you'd like. that way you don't damage your feet. besides, it's not safe to walk alone. ❜
she can't help but feel her face become flushed. not only because he seemed to be intently watching her every move but because she had made, what she feels, an idiot out of herself. ( though, she takes a deep breath and she swallows her pride. ) so, she kicks off her heels and decides that it might just be safer to ditch her heels. ( that's what she gets for not wearing them in first. ) she'll look at his arm carefully before she decides to throw caution to the wind, taking his arm. ( maybe creeps will leave her alone if she's on andrew's arm. ) a soft huff leaves her, narrowing her eyes slightly. "yeah, but like--.... you could soooo easily kidnap me."
“oh!” honestly, it barely feels like a favor. she loved having her nails different colors, and it was all the better when someone else was willing to do the work. “yeah, yeah! of course you can!” and letting siobhan basically hold her hands the whole time is just a plus.
listen, considering the fact that the majority of the ghosts around here were--.... ugh, boys--.... she didn't really have a lot of people to practice on. ( and destinee always preferred darker colors which siobhan found to be boring. ) they can't help but hop on their feet slightly, clapping her hands. "yaaaay!!! thank you, rain! do you want to look at the colors i have in my purse or do you want it to be a surprise?"
the introduction along with the chipper way siobhan introduced herself made aurelia smile. who didn’t enjoy someone this friendly? (okay yes, it was likely there were people out there who didn’t, but aurelia wasn’t one of them and found the other’s personality to be infectious and charming; sue him.) “aurelia. i’m…i’m honestly okay with any pronouns, just so long as there’s not a default. really, thank you again siobhan. do you often rescue down on their luck-” she can’t say people in the same regard- “-victims like this?”
siobhan had always been a rather popular girl. though, she wasn't a mean girl. ( she never understood that. ) like, what was the point of of being mean to people? sure, she wouldn't let someone else be mean to her first but she was certainly more of a lover girl than anything else. ( and life was hard out here for a lover girl! )
"oh my gosh, girl! that's such a pretty name! aurelia--.... it's, like--.... aurora but prettier!" a finger comes up to tap on her chin. "okay, all pronouns, no default. i'll try, to like--.... be mindful of this!" he'll give a nod of her head. "victim? i wouldn't call you a victim. i just don't understand, like--.... mean girls, yanno?"
rain can feel that she’s colder, but it doesn’t make her cold. the only thing it does is make her a little annoyed that her own warmth isn’t spreading. it’s not siobhan’s fault, but she’s the one who has to face the consequences.
“…do you feel cold?” rain asks, her expression becoming a bit worried. “like, can you still get warm and stuff? or is it just like… are you uncomfortable?”
siobhan can't help but feel a little bad that her body ran naturally cold. ( though, rain was naturally hot so it balanced out, right? ) even though it didn't seem to stick to siobhan's cool, silky skin--.... she can still feel it. she'll kind of wiggle a bit as she gets comfortable under the blankets, offering a grin.
"i'm, like--.... so comfortable right now! i can tell you're warm. i'm not too cold, am i?"
Be still her gay, beating heart- this is more than she knows how to handle! Her name in a pretty girls accent, who calls her pretty. Yeah, this is a very dangerous place, Australia. Jenny's blushing as pink as her shirt (her clothes are so chic, but also make Jenny feel a little feral), pushing some of her hair out of her face before she takes her hand. "'M pretty sure I'm older than I look," she says shyly. As many headaches as he's caused her, she's still shy of ten years older than him, and Gary keeps her young. "And I mean you're, like," she makes a sound between a laugh and scoff, "so pretty." Awesome, Barkovitch, you sound like even more of a trembling virgin than Gary did when he actually was one.
"Aw, he's great. I got to hang out with him a lot the weekend we all met. Gary didn't keep him all to himself too much. Ain't like he had much of choice, though. He was the only introvert." She's smiling at her and biting her lip and christ, Jenny, knock it off. "Gary's real excited to meet everyone, though. I think he mentioned you at some point on the plane. He didn't show me pictures or anything, though- I would'a remembered you for sure."
oh, many people call australia the place where everything wants to kill you. ( one of the most dangerous places! ) though, they forgot to mention pretty blonde surfer girls who deck themselves head to toe in pink! ( which seems to be the most dangerous thing right now in poor jenny's mind. ) poor siobhan, a little too oblivious for her own good, doesn't catch just how nervous jenny is. well, she does but she doesn't think it's her fault but perhaps the fact that she's meeting so many new people in a completely different country. "well, drop your skincare routine if that's the case." she can't help but giggle, wrinkling her nose a little bit. "like, oh my gosh! you're, like--.... so sweet." well, now her face is flushing a little bit. ( is it getting hot in here? or is it just me? jesus lord--... )
"oh gosh. that sounds like--.... um, hell on earth for an introvert. mapple can be a lot to handle but i'm sure you figured that out during the concert," another laugh leaves her, pushing some of her hair behind her ear as her blue eyes shift briefly away from jenny's face to look towards the drink counter. "little ole' me? well, maybe we'll have to, like--.... follow each other on socials!" they'll then motion towards the counter. "you, like--.... want to grab a drink? i could use one,"
Gary looks up at her and sneers. "That don't mean shit," he snaps. Though he's too flustered to really pull it off, and he isn't really even trying to. Plus, he knows she can handle it. "Thought they've been best friends since they were, like, fresh outta the womb or whatever. They probably tell each other everythin'." Gary takes a moment to think long and hard whether or not to ask what they were saying about him. There's a lot of factors to consider. He looks up enough to take a peek at her, and her knowing expression makes him blush. "Unless you know what they're sayin', I don't care." He's lying. Lie, lie, lie. Gary's a pretty good liar, but she reminds him too much of Jenny to be a good liar to her. It's horrible.
tongue clicks on the roof of her mouth, rolling her big, blue eyes whenever gary snaps at her. "hey, just 'cause your a grumpy douchebag doesn't mean you take it out on me," she says this rather matter of fact. ( yes, siobhan was a nice girl but she wasn't just going to get snapped at for no reason. ) though, she does let it roll off her shoulders rather quickly, bringing her attention back to the subject at hand. ( mapplethorpe being absolutely perfect for gary, duh! ) they'll take a moment to look at her nails, giving a nonchalant shrug of her shoulders. "oh, just that he thinks your fun to have, uh--.... like--... banter with! that you roll with all the punches! i think he's gettin' used to the fact that you don't let him get away with much," she'll grin as eyes shift over to look over gary. "he likes it,"
walking with @deadph0bic ; getting these ladies out of my system
Gary had hated everything about Australia except for one person, but Jenny had loved it all- and isn't that so quintessentially them! She probably would have tried to weasel her way into tagging along when he inevitably went back to visit his boyfriend (imagine it; her little Gary with a boyfriend!), but he thankfully saved her the trouble by not wanting to endure the day long flight over. Their reciprocated codependency saves her from being overbearing yet again! Plus she really likes Mapplethorpe. Not likes him with Gary- likes him, end of sentence. She could have easily met and befriended him first and introduced them.
He's not throwing them a party, per se. But Gary already knows enough about all of his friends that it's weird he's never met a single one. So putting them all in the same room at once is more accurate. For once Gary's the one bringing her along to meet people, and she's so happy for him she starts to tear up if she thinks about it too long. She has to get tipsy before everyone's even there (work schedules and all that, a handful of people warned they'd show up a bit late), so the alcohol will keep her giggly, and unable to stay on he same train of thought without someone else's redirection long enough that she'll start tearing up and ruin her baby's special night.
She spots him on the couch, with Mapplethorpe all but laying in his lap while they talk to someone, his arm around his shoulders and his cheek on top of his head. Her little Gary doing PDA with a boy. Miracles do happen. But she's also hungry (airplane food, right?), so she ducks back into the kitchen. Jenny doesn't realize the girl already in there isn't one she's met yet until she's standing right next to her and blurts out a too excited, too bright to not be tipsy "Hi!"
She almost regrets it, too (almost) when the girl turns around, and Jenny nearly starts choking on the air caught in her throat. A tan Jenny could never even dream of having, hair that looks like her mom's in her old pictures of her southern belle days, and legs that go up to Jenny's tits. Jenny takes another sip to swallow the lump that's settled in her throat. Oh, fuck. Oceania is not safe for the Barkovitch's, apparently. "I'm, uh- I'm Gary's aunt. Jenny."
well, it's certainly not out of mapplethorpe's realm to host a party. what was out of the realm of mapplethorpe was the fact that--... he had two americans that were apparently coming. ( one of them being his boyfriend?! ) yeah, normally siobhan wouldn't make an appearance but--... this was dire circumstances! mapplethorpe had a boyfriend that wasn't chester and also--...americans! ( she'd love to pick their brains on their thoughts on pop culture and fashion from over there. )
of course, she meets gary rather quickly but didn't want to be too overwhelming. ( which she can be on occasion. ) so, she leaves them snuggling on the couch and chatting away with gonzo. something obviously music related, knowing him. ( he was probably hankering from the aux. )
she makes her way into the kitchen, refilling her cup with whatever dangerous jungle juice concoction mapplethorpe made and to pick at some of the bowls of snacks. ( she's in the middle of chewing some cheese puffs before she hears someone exclaim a hello beside her. ) blue eyes widen as she turns her body to face jenny, quickly washing down her snack with her drink. ( she can't help but wrinkle her nose. it's strong. )
"hi!" siobhan greets with the same level of enthusiasm, offering the shorter girl a wide smile. "aunt?! gosh, i don't know what i was expecting when mapple mentioned gary and aunt jenny, but you weren't it," not a backhanded compliment, by the way. "much younger and prettier than i imagined," she'll hold her hand out, wiggling perfectly manicured fingers slightly. "i'm siobhan! mapplethorpe is, like--... one of my besties!"
Gary doesn't want to shoot the messenger, and sighs while he stretches out his neck and shoulders a little bit from how tense he's gotten. He wonders if she's caught on already that Gary can't stay mad at her for long, even if he tries to. She's smarter than he'd originally given him credit for. She probably has. Gary looks over to observe Mapplethorpe from afar, arms tightly crossed over his chest. His stomach rolls over at the sight of him. Someone makes him laugh, and Gary has to quickly look away. "You're the only one here that likes me," he mumbles. Which isn't true at all, but that's not the point when he's just being defensive. He looks down at his feet, shifting around the dirt beneath his shoes a little bit, while he builds up the courage to speak again. "... he say somethin'?"
it's such a shame that people tends to immediately clock siobhan as a dumb bimbo. ( she might look like one but she was a lot smarter than she led on. ) she was fully aware that she could get away with most things whenever it came to gary. ( whilst she used to walk on eggshells, she quickly learned that gary wasn't nearly as scary as he tried to be. ) her hands rest upon her hips, watching as mapplethorpe and gonzo seemed to mess around in the dj booth. ( his laughter is contagious. ) a soft snort leaves her, head turning to look over at gary who was quite blatantly avoiding eye contact. "listen, destinee heard through the grapevine that mapplethorpe was telling chester about you. that has to mean something,"
andrew antonelli ... ▇▇▇ alright , so she was cute – he couldn't help but notice that rather quick. how she was putting on the typical independent woman font. not that he doubted that about her. just — she really looked like she needed a bit of help. eyebrow quirked as she tried hiding her blush that was forming over her features. ❛ you sure ? ❜ he asked , hands lightly touching her upper arm. making sure that she doesn't fall again. ❛ it's no problem – you know, you don't have to where heels if they're a struggle to walk in. or is that . . . something you were talked into? ❜
oh, she knows she's cute! you don't have to worry about that. ( she put a lot of thought into her hair and makeup this morning. ) though, thank you for noticing! "yes, i'm sure." she says this rather matter of fact, offering andrew a weak smile. she'll let out a little huff as she decides to take his words to heart, kicking off her heels. ( she'd rather be barefoot than possibly break her ankles. ) she'll gently shake her hand as she bends forward to pick the shoes up by the straps. "no one talked me into it. they're new is all. so, i really should have broken them in first--.."
