“ seriously !! my fingers haven’t been THIS pruned since i spent that summer in the bahamas . ” jackie whined to herself , rubbing moisturizer methodically into her hands . jackie burkhart definitely hated working . she hated working at the cheese palace . she hated working for christine st george , and she totally hated shampooing other people’s hair !! but , apparently , she was pretty good at it and she had to make a living somehow . there were some perks that came with the job . she got to take home some of the hair products . and she never got yelled at for talking too much . maybe her calling was to help make people slightly better looking and after catching a reflection in the store’s glass , she was pretty sure she found her next appointment . “ hey , you !! my break is still on for like . . . three more minutes . so if you want me to take care of those split ends , you’re going to have to wait . ”
as cold as it was that day, it didn’t bother eric one tiny bit. being on the beach gave him some sort of clear of mind, trying to think of how he got himself here. since the only thing he could remember was the beach, and a lovely singing voice waking him from an unconscious state, none of his bearings make any sense. a guitar is on his lap left untouched, elbow rested on the instrument, a hand under his chin. when he realized he wasn’t alone, he jumped. “sorry! i didn’t even see you there.”
“ sorry !! i didn’t mean to frighten you . or disturb your thought process . i was just - ” just trying to figure out how in the matter of twenty four hours they’d managed to get everything they ever wanted , and then wake up with nothing at all . “ just trying to get some peace of mind ! ” they finished , settling for a simplified version of the truth . although honesty had always been paramount in their mind , they couldn’t figure how speaking more of the past would help them in the slightest . instead , wanderer cleared their throat , troubled eyes looking towards the ocean line in distraction . seeing a movement miles from shore , a question rose in their mind , and before they knew it , it came tumbling out of their mouth . “ do you think there are dolphins in these waters ? ”
“𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕? 𝒊’𝒎 𝒂 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓 . . . not an artist,” madison snaps as she grips her pencil tighter. she’s attempting the mundane. art is supposed to be therapeutic but she doesn’t like it as much as her far more fun, partying hobby. the cozy corner is far less interesting than the siren’s bar. “but i’m sure you knew that. also, i’m not done,” she adds before the other can say anything good or bad. putting down her pencil, she leans forward and says, “what are you working on, weirdo?” madison vowed to take her second chance at life a little more seriously, by creating better karma; being nicer. it’s going great.
of all the places marlene thought she’d spend her mid twenties , a small town in the middle of nowhere hadn’t exactly been on the list . paris , berlin , perhaps some years in amsterdam , sure , but here ?? at the very least it was better than being DEAD . after marlene’s half - assed attempt to peak over at the other’s unfinished masterpiece failed , she only smiled widely , redirecting her gaze onto her own piece of paper . “ oh , this ? ” marlene held up the paper , proudly showcasing a series of colorful lines and weirdly shaped ovals . “ i’m actually not really certain . i think . . . it started as a flower ? it still kind of is , like , in a super abstract , distorted kind of way . ” turning the paper towards herself , her mouth pursed before laying it flat on the table . “ BUT if you turn your head and squint your eyes , it sort of just looks like a page full of vaginas . ” a measly shrug followed, abandoning her masterpiece and finishing off what was left of her tea . “ more importantly , what made you want to pick up drawing , movie star ? debating a serious career move ? ”
𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 astoria expected to see there , she never expected her sister , mostly because it felt too good to be true . what were the odds , that both of the greengrass girls got a chance at starting over ?? at finding happiness again ?? ❝ daphne … ❞ a small gasp left her lips , eyes falling onto the hand gripping her own , before she looked back at her sister’s face . ❝ oh , i’ve missed you so much . ❞ her heart broke in the past , watching her sister keeping secret who she was , just because their parents were too blind to understand . sighing , astoria closed the distance between them , hugging her sister tightly . ❝ it’s me , daffi . i’m right here . we’re together now . ❞
the heavy pit that had settled at the bottom of her belly began to ease , her arms wrapping comfortably around her sister . when she’d first arrived in the remote town , she wasn’t sure she’d ever be able to see her sister again, none the less hold her in her arms . finally , as a new reality settled in , a breath of relief fell from daphne’s lips . then , for just a second she closed her eyes , trying to memorize the moment and burn it into her brain so she’d never forget . “ i’ve missed you more . ” she responded surely . daphne allowed herself one last moment before pulling back , her eyes sweeping over the other . “ have you been alright ?? ” she fussed familiarly , “ it feels like it’s been a lifetime . . . have you been eating ?? please tell me you haven’t been living in some rat-infested loft with a rusty lock . you remember your shield charms , don’t you ?? ”
𝕋𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕣𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕥𝕖𝕕𝕝𝕪 one of the weirdest places on earth . gordo had been living there for years and he still barely understood how whoever designed the town managed to bring together this many misfits without the entire town catching on fire . although it’d felt like his entire world had come crashing down when he’d first arrived , somethings never changed . the camera hanging around his neck paid testament to that . he reminded himself of the obligiations and ties he suddenly had in this world , and how he could barely imagine leaving twin rivers the way he was now . yet , as he sat at the counter , waiting paitently to pay for the take out he’d ordered , gordo felt an odd feeling of restlessness shoot down his spine . formally distracted by the view finder of his camera , gordo found himself looking up from the screen and scanning the room until his eyes landed upon a familiar face he’d been convinced he’d never see again . unwelcome and all at once , memories of class trips and yearbook photos rushed to his mind , his fingers resisted lifting his camera and snapping a picture , as if the moment would pass and dissapear forever . at the risk of seeming like a complete nutjob , gordo blinked twice before opening his mouth , “ lizzie ?? ”
⌜ •° ✦ °• — chris wood + he/him + cismale + grace & frankie .┆this is your stop . welcome to 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 . you must be COYOTE BERGSTEIN . a little birdie told me you’re looking for ORACLE’S ODDITIES , it’s not too far from here and i’m sure your REPENTANT , PECULIAR + IMPRESSIONABLE self will lead you down the right path . you’ve had THIRTY years of experience anyway . what were you saying ? you DO remember MEETING HIS HALF BROTHER ? oh well, good luck with that ! hey , before you go , has anyone ever told you that you give off a USELESS TALENTS, FAMILY SHARING CIRCLES , MAKING MEANINGFUL AMENDS vibe ? i better get going , enjoy your stay ! ── h , she/her ,18+ , est .
coyote is essentially the family fuck up ! although his parents would never say so ( at least not directly to him ___ that was brianna’s job ) . adopted and taken in by two loving parents ( frankie & sol ) , coyote was blessed with a childhood full of holistic medicine and open honesty .
unfortunately , sometimes it doesn’t matter what your parents believe , when you don’t like yourself , other’s opinions won’t just wash it away . instead , after becoming a professor at the local college , coyote fell into a drug habit that climaxed when he drove his car onto the lawn and professed his love to the then married and pregnant mallory !! shortly after , coyote was sent to rehab where he spent the next 90 days recovering and thinking about all the mistakes he’d made in the last year .
although his recovery hadn’t been perfect , coyote is now 4 years sober and pretty proud of himself !! he’s gotten back into teaching , even if it’s as a substitute . he also spent a fair amount of time building himself a little house . he’s essentially an all around weirdo , but has been learning to embrace that about himself !
although he’s in the acceptance stage ( self proclaimed ) , when he first arrived at twin rivers , he was fairly certain he was having a relapse from an acid tab he’d taken years ago . but after a few days passed and he was sure he wasn’t living in an illusion , he started to get back into the flow of things and has begun to teach again !
the words caused pugsley to get up from where he was standing , physically throwing what would be described as a hissy fit as he threw the bag of candy onto the ground in a fit of rage . ‘‘ they’re fucking ruining it ! ’’ he yelled , voice slightly whiny . he couldn’t believe that someone would actually go out of their way to direct traffic when he managed to take almost all the stop - signs down . he was sure that he would be able to have at least a few days of enjoyment before they started putting up the damned signs once again . ‘‘ this place is so boring . why the hell do they have to stop all the entertainment ? now i have to go back to square one & think of something much more … damaging ! ’’
she’d been witness to a fair few temper tantrums in her life , usually only while in the presence of children under the age of five , but each of those moments had served as a clarifying moment that made her completely sure that baring children was the last thing she’d want to do . as she looked at the scattered pieces of candy on the ground and back up at the delinquent , daphne had never felt more sure . “ that’s usually what people do : ruin things . the earth , democracy , hopes , dreams . ” daphne listed off before her shoulders raised in indifferece , “ have you tried yelling fire in a crowded room ? that’s always a party starter . ”
𝒎𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒆𝒍 𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 . . . markets, flipping his frickin’ lid. arms waving wildly. “help me! i need help.” he approaches the closest person he finds & with eyes wide, states the words he fears are true. “i think i’m dead.” michael is a disaster. minutes earlier he stumbled out of the outskirts like a zombie, a bleeding wound on his forehead from his car crash, sleeves of his sweatshirt torn, no recollection of how he got here & worst of all . . . no holly, in sight.
𝔾𝕖𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜𝕖𝕕 in a level one trauma center long enough that he’d had his fair share of freaked out patients . after experiencing two halloweens at seattle grace , he wasn’t sure anything could throw him . twinrivers showed him how wrong he could be . but at the very least , he still retained his medical knowledge and he could help where he could . “ well , you’re not dead . ” george consoled , hesitantly stepping forward when he identified the look of panic in the other’s eyes . “ i’m george , do you know who you are ? ”
just start a conversation ; it’s not that freakin’ hard. he could honestly hear his brother in the back of his head , as though jonathan was better at socializing. other than eleven , will didn’t entirely know where he stood with half of his friends , especially after moving from hawkins. will was robbed half his childhood , stunting his growth & socialization , while his friends did get moments of growing up , knowing what is was like to have their first drink prior to being of legal age , knowing what a relationship felt like , what playing games outside of d & d was. will ? he was still learning the ropes , testing the waters , dipping his toes in very slowly. clearing his throat , he sat up straighter in his seat before looking at the other he managed to intrude with his company. ‘‘ i - honestly have been trying to find something cool to say for the past half hour , & i haven’t come up with anything other than some extremely cringe-worthy pick-up lines my brother has provided me , all of which would just benefit him with laughing. i’d order you a drink , but the most knowledge i have is a rye & coke. so here’s the deal , i’ll buy you whatever drink you’d like , as you probably have more knowledge about alcohol than me on a good day , & i just need you to laugh for two seconds at my horrifying attempt at social interaction so my brother over there will stop nagging me for being a homebody. ’’
𝔻𝕒𝕡𝕙𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕟𝕖 to take commands , especially when it came from the mouths of men . the distant memories of unsolicited attempts to ‘see her smile’ rang eerily in her head . yet one peek at the older brother not so subtly looking over to the pair somehow rang familiar , a sense of nostalgia warming her insides more than the vodka soda did . despite herself , she did feel a small smile form onto her lips , and although a laugh didn’t fall from them , daphne found herself responding never the less . “ horrifying isn’t the word i would use . ” in fact , the monologue almost sounded charming , in a nervous , digressive sort of way . the raven - haired witch compromised , patting the seat next to her in invitation . “ i’m sorry to disappoint , but i don’t have a vast knowledge of alcohol rattling around in my head , BUT over the years i have figured out that it’s best to stick with one type for the night , unless you have a remedy for hangovers laying around for the morning . ” she wondered momentarily whether she’d even be able to find the ingredients for a hangover potion in twinrivers . perhaps if she dared venture into the outskirts she’d be able to find something of use . regardless , that would have to be an adventure for another time . “ daphne greengrass , ” her hand extended , “ i drink vodka sodas , but if you’re on a rye road , i’m willing to offer you the little knowledge i have and switch over to an old fashioned . that is , if your offer still stands . ”
“ 𝖍𝖒. 𝖎 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎 𝖜𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖇𝖊 𝖒𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖔𝖑𝖉𝖊𝖗 when i finally died. but this works. “ wednesday speaks to nobody in particular. she’s an extremely introverted person who almost never talks to people she doesn’t know. “ i did, however, expect hell to be less suburb-y. more dark. and with a giant monster greeting me at the gates. it’s quite a pity. “
" ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 ?? because i always thought of hell as a small suburban town with a sketchy forest at the edge of town . ” gordo responded half heartedly , rocking slightly on his heels , eyes narrowing as he observed his surroundings before returning his gaze to the other . “ what did you do to get sent down to this hell anyway ? ”
𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 that separated the rest of the town from the outskirts. with her camera in hand, she didn’t hold back in capturing the landscapes around her. but her curiosity led her further down the path: surpassing the no trespassing sign with little heeding. she wouldn’t be long, and she surely knew her way back– so long as she didn’t stray too far. she took in the surrounding area through her lens. suddenly taken aback as something else appeared in frame, or should she say … someone else? she pulled the camera away from her, beginning to wonder how long she’d been without her solitude. “i’m- i’m sorry, i didn’t expect to see anyone else out here.” no one else was supposed to be.
" 𝔾𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕟𝕠𝕥 the only journalist with a death wish . ” gordo mused , holding up his camera in explanation . truth be told , it hadn’t been his first time venturing past the warning signs of town limits , but it had been his first time getting caught . he wasn’t ashamed to admit that seeing the other had sent an icy chill down his back , and he found himself grateful that the sun still illuminated the path back to twinrivers . “ looking for something ? ”
tossing a piece of candy into his mouth , pugsley looked up from where he was sitting , watching the bright red stop - lights happen from the car he had heard speeding moments earlier , a wrinkle of his nose showed his dissatisfaction . he huffed , childishly , almost throwing his bag of candy onto the ground . hours , he had spent hours , taking down the stop signs . he almost felt giddy when he heard the murmurs around town . it was a childish prank , something wednesday would almost judge him for doing once again , but damn did they make a good wallpaper . ‘‘ of course i’d forget one . ’’ he whined , sadly popping another candy in his mouth .
ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕤 , at least that’s what daphne thought of them . even the flying ones were dangerous , and they were less prone to accidents than the road - bound ones were . every year muggles had countless deaths and STILL , the death machines roamed the streets , oblivious owners driving themselves into their own death . the witch definitively preferred apparition , although she would wager the average idiot would get injured either way . still , even with her callous disregard , she hadn’t been deaf to the whispers that had gone around town of missing traffic signs . “ if you really want to feel disappointed , you should take a peek at the four - way intersection near the markets . someone actually dedicated their afternoon to directing traffic . it must be exhausting to be a good samaritan . ” and awfully boring .
𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐏 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 , 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐍 unknown town , the memories of her death still fresh in mind , gave astoria a panic attack . even more so when she’d seen herself in the mirror , looking young and healthy . was she about to die again ?? or was that strange town her second chance at life ?? but then again , she didn’t want to live there without the people she once knew , without her son . a few days later after she arrived in twinrivers , she decided to go out and explore the town . with wide eyes , astoria looked around , mouth slightly parted as she tried to take in everything . twinrivers was a beautiful place and somehow , it almost reminded her of godric’s hollow . running a hand through her hair , she didn’t see the person coming towards her , which had her walking straight into them , the collision making her to almost fall . ❝ oh god , i’m so sorry !! are you alright ?? ❞
𝔻𝕒𝕡𝕙𝕟𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕦𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕤 ever since she was a young girl . the faux reaction of happiness , the silent gasp of shock ; it was a rarity that the surprise ever truly brought forth anything she’d actually wanted into her life . still , her mind could argue , twinrivers had been one of the biggest shocks of her life , and it had given her a second chance . free from the mistakes of her past , the errors in her ways left behind in a world covered in thick fog . her mind was certainly somewhere else as she walked the sidewalks of the unfamiliar town . muddled with thoughts of where she’d live and how long she’d be here , her mind hadn’t even registed the collision course she’d set herself on until it was too late . her shoulder jutted back , hands shooting up to try and balance herself , a curse nearly falling from her lips before it died in her throat . “ astoria ?? is that you ? ” it looked like her , but . . . older . was this a cruel joke ? a mirage forged in her own mind ? a hesitant hand reached out to grab the doppelgangers arm , grasping tightly at the fabric to make sure she was real . her mind stopped her from grabbing her into her arms , but her eyes watered on their own accord , “ please tell me it’s you . ”
⌜ •° ✦ °• — barbara palvin + she/her + cisfemale + harry potter .┆this is your stop . welcome to 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 . you must be MARLENE MCKINNON . a little birdie told me you’re looking for SIREN’S BAR , it’s not too far from here and i’m sure your STRAIGHT FORWARD , VIVACIOUS + DAUNTLESS self will lead you down the right path . you’ve had TWENTY FOUR years of experience anyway . what were you saying ? you DO remember PROTECTING HER FAMILY BEFORE DEATH ? oh well, good luck with that ! hey , before you go , has anyone ever told you that you give off a GOLDEN WINGED LINER, PILLOW FIGHTS AT MIDNIGHT, FASHIONABLY LATE vibe ? i better get going , enjoy your stay ! ── h , she/her ,18+ , est .
marlene ‘ i do what tf i want ’ mckinnon ! an overly affentionate chatter mouth ! marlene is the middle child of three and as such learned from a young age that if you wanted to be heard , you needed to be the loudest of the bunch . like many other wizarding families , marlene was exposed to magic from a young age , she’d listen eagerly to the stories of her older brother who’d gone off to hogwarts , waiting in anticipation for the day she’d go and have her own adventures . between her youngest sister and her eldest brother , her parents truely had more than their fill of responsibilities and chasing around without her to trouble them , and marlene had been more than happy to slip under their radar , especially once she’d began attending hogwarts herself.
a true gryffindor , the sorting hat only needed to rest on her head for a mere second before hollering out her house . she remembered holding up her chin proudly , walking off of the platform and to the red and gold adorned table with pride . sitting at the great hall surrounded by her friends would become one of her dearest , happiest memories . nothing could top the feeling of belonging as much as sitting at that table did . she loved her family , adored every precious moment with them , but at hogwarts she was seen . she wasn’t one of three , she was marlene mckinnon .
when the war came , she hadn’t had a doubt in her mind about who she’d fight for . joining the order was a given . how could she say she truly loved her friends if she wasn’t willing to fight for them ? for their right to live ? it simply wasn’t an option to sit on the side lines . the last thing she wanted to be known as was a coward . and she fought for what she believed in until her dying breath .
from what part of the canon did you take your character from ?
i’ve taken marlene from the end of her life ! all of the mckinnons were killed in the same attack , so the last thing she remembers if fighting off death eaters and a lot of pain !
what gender is your character , what pronouns do they use and what do they identify as sexual / romantic orientation speaking ?
marlene is a cis female who uses she / her pronouns . she is a pansexual / panromantic !
anything else you’d like to add ?
marlene is definetly a sagittarius sun / aries moon ! she’s definetly the most outgoing of my muses at the moment , but probably the most annoying at times ! i could write about all the detetions she probably got for speaking out of turn and the ridiculous amount of times she snuck out after curfew , but i dead ass already wrote this intro twice and i’m over her !
⌜ •° ✦ °• — hillary trinh + she/her + cisfemale + harry potter .┆this is your stop . welcome to 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 . you must be DAPHNE GREENGRASS . a little birdie told me you’re looking for THE OUTSKIRTS , it’s not too far from here and i’m sure your PIONEERING , PRACTICAL + PHLEGMATIC self will lead you down the right path . you’ve had TWENTY TWO years of experience anyway . what were you saying ? you DO remember GATHERING IN THE GREAT HALL ON THE EVE OF BATTLE ? oh well, good luck with that ! hey , before you go , has anyone ever told you that you give off a DOG EARRING FAVORITE PASSAGES , QUIET REBELLION , MIDNIGHT BROOM RIDES vibe ? i better get going , enjoy your stay ! ── h , she/her ,18+ , est .
daphne ! a slytherin ice queen ! the eldest of two sisters , her parents were devoted to instilling two core beliefs into her : first , to always take care of her younger sister , and secondly , to never muddy up the family bloodline . growing up , daphne buried herself in novels and books of poetry , memorizing moving stanzas and reciting them at night . her mothers shrill voice echoed in her mind each time she’d have an abstract thought . eventually , daphne mastered the art of keeping her thoughts to herself and staying calm though storms .
sorted into slytherin , daphne made the most out of her years at hogwarts . bonding with her slytherin classmates and spending more time in the library than most of her dormmates realized . secrative and silent , daphne’s true opinions were often buried undernearth the expertly made facade she adorned . hiding parts of herself became second nature . and when she fell for a halfblood hufflepuff witch , she became eternally grateful for that . she wasn’t embarrased , but she had been afraid . afraid that word would get back to her parents of their perfect daughter becoming a disgrace . afraid that she would never get to see her sister unless it was in the halls of the school . a year hadn’t nearly been enough , but it was all they’d had before she’d called it off .
daphne had the ambition of being a wand maker after hogwarts , although the whole voldemort thing threw a wrench into any apprenticeships she could’ve gone into . she can’t remember what happened to her after they’d gathered in the great hall , only that she’d somehow subconciously apparated to twinrivers . ( or at least , that’s the only logical thing she could come up with ) despite her confusing and rough landing , she couldn’t find herself as anything other than grateful . grateful to be away from a life of obligation . grateful to be released from the vice grip of her families beliefs . as long as she didn’t think of her sister , all she could be was grateful .
from what part of the canon did you take your character from ?
i’ve gone ahead and taken ms . greengrass from the eve of the battle of hogwarts . being that she was in the same year of the golden trio , this would have made her a seventh year !
what gender is your character , what pronouns do they use and what do they identify as sexual / romantic orientation speaking ?
daphne is a cisfemale who responds to she / her pronouns . she is also a bi sexual / bi romantic person ! the halfblood hufflepuff was for sure susan bones a fem !
anything else you’d like to add ?
okay . . i have a lot of feelings about daphne and a LOT of other hp characters so i’m not going to get that started , but i would love for daphne to run into her slytherin classmates soon !
⌜ •° ✦ °• — noah centineo + he/him + cismale + lizzie mcguire .┆this is your stop . welcome to 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 . you must be DAVID ‘GORDO’ GORDON . a little birdie told me you’re looking for THE MARKET , it’s not too far from here and i’m sure your FLIPPANT , UNCONFORMIST + GRACELESS self will lead you down the right path . you’ve had TWENTY years of experience anyway . what were you saying ? you DO remember LEAVING FOR ITALY ? oh well, good luck with that ! hey , before you go , has anyone ever told you that you give off a PEDIGREE OF ANALYTICAL BEHAVIOUR , WORN DOWN HACKYSACK, SNEAKY BROWNNOSER WITH A HIDDEN AGENDA vibe ? i better get going , enjoy your stay ! ── h , she/her ,18+ , est .
david ‘gordo’ gordon is a huge nerd ! a proud one at that . ever since he was younger , his psychiatrist parents were quite encouraging of his quirks and always had an open line of communication with him . at times , his parents could be a little too open about certain things , but as he grew older , he’d become a little less embarrassed and more grateful for those conversations . gordo was a straight a student in school and almost always had a camera hanging around his neck and a hacky sack in his pocket . ambitious and driven , gordo was determined to be the greatest filmmaker of his generation !
lizzie and miranda have definitely been his truest friend to date ! although he couldn’t quite relate with the struggles of buying their first bra or obsessing over ethan ( gag ! ) , gordo stayed loyally at their sides through out middle school ! the last thing he remembers from his old life was the plane ride to italy , and feeling a weight fall on his shoulder before drifting off to sleep .
now , since living in twinrivers , his old life has become a distant memory . as he began school again , he didn’t bother to correct anyone to his preferred name , simply becoming ‘david’ . as time passed slowly , the hope of seeing his friends again faded . eventually , he realized pursuing his future in journalistic filmmaking would be a better use of his time instead of living in a past that felt like a dream .
from what part of the canon did you take your character from ?
i’ve taken gordo from the beginning of the lizzie mcguire movie which was summer break after middle school graduation . being that gordo is now twenty , that means that he’s completed high school / some college at twin rivers .
what gender is your character , what pronouns do they use and what do they identify as sexual / romantic orientation speaking ?
gordo is a cismale who uses he/him pronouns . he’s a heterosexual man !
anything else you’d like to add ?
i love my unabashed weirdo ! gordo’s birthday is the same as mine , aka july 28th ! which makes my boy a leo . as much as i’m incompatible with leo men , i really like them ! so i hope y’all like gordo too . . errr i mean david !
⌜ •° ✦ °• — armie hammer + he/him + cismale + grey’s anatomy .┆this is your stop . welcome to 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 . you must be GEORGE O’MALLEY . a little birdie told me you’re looking for SIREN’S BAR , it’s not too far from here and i’m sure your BENEVOLENT , HUMANITARIAN + AWKWARD self will lead you down the right path . you’ve had THIRTY TWO years of experience anyway . what were you saying ? you DO remember BECOMING THE CHIEF’S INTERN ? oh well, good luck with that ! hey , before you go , has anyone ever told you that you give off a NEVER ENDING OPTIMISTIM, STAYING TRUE EVEN WHEN FILLED WITH FEAR, “ALMOST GUY” vibe ? i better get going , enjoy your stay ! ── h , she/her ,18+ , est .
george o’malley ! raised in a catholic household , george was the youngest of three boys and the only mathlete of the trio . although they had their differences , george’s family had always been supportive of his career . his mother bragged to anyone who would listen about her son , the doctor . although superhero wouldn’t be a word he’d use to describe himself intern year , he did find pride in helping others . he was accepted into the challenging intern program and eventually moved into the group home that was meredith grey’s apartment along with izzie and alex . between late hours at the hospital and playing counselor to his friends , george managed to make a handful of tremendous mistakes during that year , ending with failing his intern exam by one point . after failing the intern exam , he was left behind while his group of friends became residents and eventually moved out and into a cockroach - infested apartment . his ego took a hard hit between that failure and his failed , short lived marriage to callie , thankfully his roommate / fellow intern lexie was able to pull him out of that slump and eventually he actually managed to stop complaining . shortly after , cheif webber made george the once non-existent position of ‘ the chief’s intern ’ and after a confrontation would allow george to retake the intern exam !
from what part of the canon did you take your character from ?
i’ve taken our dear george o’malley from the last episdoe of season 4 or i guess the first episdoe of season 5 depending on how you look at it !
what gender is your character , what pronouns do they use and what do they identify as sexual / romantic orientation speaking ?
george is a cismale with he/him pronouns . romantically , george is probably heterosexual !
anything else you’d like to add ?
this is my first time role playing george ! i was actually pretty conflicted on whether to play george or mcdreamy derek, so don’t be too suprised if you see another grey’s character added in the not so distant future . i would also love to see izzie , lex , mer , christina and alex taken up !
