not even thirty minutes out from his last song on the violin of the night, in a place where he had been booked for a performance, and brooks foster was already finding it more difficult to swallow the longer he stood in someone else’s extravagant home. it felt like everything it should be: competitive, the air electric, the conversation more of a buzz that left you thinking about the importance of contributing to it and not fading into the background. his father, who accompanied him, was excellent at conversing with people. his father was soft and witty when he needed to be, and always asked the best questions. bo took after his father in that way. bo just didn’t handle the stress nearly as well. but the more bo tried to hide it, the more he felt it jumped out at people, which led way to the more bo felt inclined to drink. he was about four glasses of cognac in already–two before his performance and two after–and he was growing louder by the minute. with his fourth glass empty, bo found himself grinning so wide and laughing so pointedly that his cheeks hurt. “oh, shit! sorry, friend–” bo said, turning hastily, but not being able to wipe the hint of a smile from his lips. he comfortably placed a hand on the person’s arm before continuing with a microscopic version of a sigh that emanated from his chest, “did i hurt you? is this secretly your house and you’re gonna go full tom buchanan on me for disrespecting you? too many possibilities, too many movie tropes, so little time. just let me know if i should be scared.”
“ not my place bud. but if you’re looking for a host that’ll be happy to yell at you, he’s right over there. actually I would prefer it if you’d be so kind to at least pretend to be be scared of me, I find it boosts my ego. ” electra blurts out, at first a bit startled by the encounter, but still points out her manager who’d been the host of this soiree. she hadn’t been lying when she said he’d be happy to yell at someone, electra had spent the whole evening trying to avoid him as it was obvious he hadn’t been too fond of having people around touching his precious belongings and she wasn’t going to suffer through the whole night listening to his passive aggressive comments. her solution, finding a new drink to try every half hour while having a meaningless conversation like this one to pass the time. “ whatcha got there? ” she asks looking at the glass in his hand, now here’s something she missed.. nothing seemed to intrigue her that night, yet the awkward demeanour of the male in front of her proved to be quite entertaining for now. she still eyed him suspiciously though, the drunken smile he’d had not making him seem too trustworthy to her. “ I thought I went through all the bottles in this house, but don’t tell me there’s one I didn’t find. ”
electra: if cat people are viewed as most likely to end up alone what about dog people ?
electra: ofc i’m asking for a friend
electra: being alone wouldn’t be that bad at least i’ll finally have some peace and quiet
" I told you it’s no big deal, no need to get involved koda. ” electra sighed, clearly frustrated. she wished she hadn’t gone all out cursing the paparazzi when all they did was start asking her innocent questions about her life, but truth be told even that was considered an invasion of her privacy in her dictionary. and somehow, now in the latest gossip magazine they tried to paint her as relapsing into alcoholism, something she was truthfully close to, but refused to admit. she understood how these things went, it was their job to create scandals, things to get them more attention, yet it still angered her. “ as long as I don’t run into any of them again and give them a piece of my mind I reckon everything will be fine. lately nobody cares if someone in hollywood is an alcoholic, it’s démodé. ”
all these social events always seemed like too much for electra. for as long she was in the business the need for most people to make three different versions of the same party for something as simple as announcing you’re coming out with an album or a future collaboration that probably hasn’t even been recorded yet wasn’t needed at all. yet her management thought it’d be good for her to attend, a way of endorsement or support in a way. only the person that was hosting the party was under the same management which meant that there were only a few people around that actually cared about what’s going on, the rest were most likely in the same position as she was.
she still made the most of it though, taking the stongest cocktails she could find off the waiters’ platters as they passed by to the point where she needed to lean back against a wall to keep herself steady. the night was a blur, and she had the feeling that as soon as she went out the paparazzi would be out there lurking and just begging to be called out for their bullshit. another scandal in the making and she had to make it herself, not fun at all. she’d finished her last drink far quicker than she’d expected, now looking down at an empty glass. “ can you pass me one of those please? ” she nearly shouts at the nearest figure to her which she found to be a familiar face. “ actually get one yourself too and come on over, some company wouldn’t be bad right now. ”
“ so what are you trying to tell me from all of this? ” electra waves a fry holding hand around to gesture for liam to go on. honestly speaking about emotions, even when they weren’t her own wasn’t her strong suit. she still tried her best though, which in this case was dragging liam keizer out to some random low-key dinner so she could at least eat while taking in all the information. the friend of the year award was definitely not something she was gonna get nominated for this year, that was for sure. “ also just a warning, try not to draw too much attention. i have a feeling that waitress has been waiting long enough or as nearly as i have to hear some juicy information. or like in my case, relevant ”
if you’d like a closed starter with miss electra please like this post ! also if you have any preferences in the format let me know & don’t worry if we haven’t plotted yet I’ll reach out to you to figure something out asap !
𝐊𝐈𝐓 : just discovered margot robbie is married . shocked & upset . don’t talk to me for at least 3 - 5 working days .
𝐊𝐈𝐓 : except do because i’m just now realising my impending loneliness .
electra: welcome to the impending doom club !
electra: we thought fame would save us, but guess what
electra: now we’re even more fucked
Posting a quick intro because I’m super excited to get into interactions! Hi guys it’s ya girl Theo, I’m 20 and cursed to be in the GMT+2 timezone. I’m currently in uni studying journalism and pr, but you guessed it I won’t be able to save this PR wreck aka Electra Romero. I’ll have some ideas for connections down below, but if you want to reach me do it though my dms here or you can find me on my discord — theoffs#3866 !
. * ◜ oh my god , you’ll never guess who’s coming to this party tonight ! according to stan twitter , i heard that it’s electra romero, a singer who’s currently signed to gold crown entertainment . wait , you don’t know who she is ? well , el is a cis female known around los angeles as having a striking resemblance to camila mendes, & the resemblance is uncanny . they’re a twenty-two year old who has been signed to gold crown for THREE YEARS, & have an identical career to camila cabello, which probably explains why they’ve amassed such a following . ever since they signed to gold crown , they have been known for being quite astute & maverick, but crown exposed seems to want to paint them as nothing more than detached & irascible . i’m beyond excited that they’ve made it this far in their career - every time i see their instagram , i can’t help but picture her collection of electric guitars, patched denim jackets, drunken swearing at paparazzi . oh wait , they’re coming over here – act natural !
Basics —
Name: Electra Rosario Romero
Nicknames: El, Romero
Age & Birthday: 22 / March 1st 1997
Zodiac sign: Pisces
Gender: cis female
Occupation: singer / songwriter
sexuality: heterosexual ( bicurious )
Born: Los Angeles, California
Ethnicity: Brazillian
Career Claim: Camila Cabello
Pinterest: here.
Background — ( death tw )
when I first applied I didn’t have that much of a backstory on her, but the more I worked on her pinterest and mock blog I fell in love with her messed up self. So the gist of it is that her family moved to L.A before she was born, her mother an aspiring singer and her dad wanted to do anything for his woman plus he is a car mechanic so he could find a job anywhere. Before her they had another daughter, her older sister by 4 years and a younger brother that was born 6 years after her. They were never the happiest family, high school sweethearts that got knocked up and wanted to escape the life in Brazil so they went with the ‘American dream’ only it was a goddamn nightmare. Her father found the work he was looking for, but her mother was seriously struggling and her only way of getting jobs being to sleep with whoever offered and she kept it a secret from her husband. Even with doing that it didn’t really lead anywhere, she grew old and bitter and wasn’t the best mother to her three kids. They didn’t see their father that often either, but that’s just cause he worked his ass off to keep them with clothes on their backs and to be able to afford food which obviously isn’t easy in L.A. It was home that never felt like home for Electra, she knew it like the palm of her hand, but there wasn’t that feeling of security as they lived in a pretty crappy neighbourhood.
They still got around though and the three kids practically raised themselves. Her older sister playing the biggest role in her life as she practically raised her and taught her everything while her mother was off hooking up with random men. Her sister was quite the social butterfly in contrast to Electra and always did what was best for their family. Even if that meant doing some not so ethical stuff to get money. When Electra was 14 though things got really bad and her life literally turned upside down. Her sister had began stripping for money, something she made El swear to keep a secret, not that she understood it well, but she knew neither of her parents especially her father would be okay with that. That left 14 year old Electra looking after her then 8 year old brother after school, making sure he’s fed and okay. Electra actually learned how to take care of herself and others real young. But one day as he was walking back from school just as he was calling her to ask what they’ll have for lunch he hadn’t looked around while crossing the street and was hit by a car mid conversation with Electra. He died on the spot and although it’s not her fault she has always thought that she had a part of it because she was supposed to protect him.
It was a devastating few months for the Romero’s, not long after her younger child’s death her mother finally went ahead and left them for another man. Everything that happened made Electra sick and angry, but neither of them could stop and mourn properly cause if they did they’d have no place to live. That’s when around the age of 15/16 Electra started getting into songwriting. Being slightly more mature going into adolescence she started to experience the things that are love and friendship and got caught up with them. Smoking, underage drinking, stealing her first electric guitar and learning to play it so she could impress her then boyfriend. She did whatever she could to distract herself from the sad reality that was her life and for a while it worked like a charm. Her making a living out of singing never seemed like an option to her as she knew her father and sister wouldn’t approve. She saw what happened with her mother and even thinking about it wasn’t a topic of discussion. So it remained a silly little hobby she’d work on while she skipped on school to hang out with her friends until the moment when one of them suggested that she’d upload one of them for her as at the time Electra couldn’t afford owning a computer. She didn’t think much of it and agreed, but instead she went viral and not long after a producer reached out to her with the chance to join a girl group he was forming. Electra was probably drunk or high when that happened, but somehow she ended up agreeing.
Singing career / present —
Somehow Electra had been discovered by an actual producer that wasn’t going to scam her, and not only that, but he made a pretty decent girl group. Her and the four other girls who also had gone viral in some shape or from made quite the team, each girl different in her own way and attracting all sorts of people. He signed them to his record label and they started blowing up within a year of their release, yet Electra never seemed to take it as seriously as the rest of them. There she was all glamorous singing repetitive pop songs in a short skirt, something that even she found embarrassing, but the money was good. Her family made a big deal out of it and didn’t want to do anything with her, seeing that she never told them and they found out when they saw one of her first preformances. Not facing them wasn’t that hard as they were almost always on the road doing show after show without consideration for their wellbeing. Not only was this not her music, it wasn’t her life anymore she had no control over it. About a year after they’d began she started getting out of control, skipping rehearsals, snapping at the crew and overall being super problematic which they ignored for as long as they could, but she couldn’t stop crossing the line. After roughly two years the management kicked her out which they played out as a mutual decision, but it was obvious that she’s at fault. And again it was her fault that her family couldn’t get any money again, this time she could truly blame herself, but she had been so sick of being controlled all the time.
For awhile not working felt good, she got her own sound back, even wrote enough to have her own album, but all the people she had alienated while constantly on tour left her with nothing, but her music. Her sister was okay with talking with her, but her father still refused as he saw the wife that left him in the face of his own daughter. Even if he was mad at her Electra still wanted to provide for them, it’s what she was taught to do so when Gold Crown entertainment reached out to her with a whole plan to get her back in the spotlight she was all up for it. A fake relationship and collab that would make her out to be a new and changed person, inspired by it all she writes an album that becomes an instant hit and suddenly everyone adores her again. They let her write her own songs which she was happy about, but she had to follow this whole PR scheme to redeem herself. She didn’t really care if people liked her, what mattered was that at the end of the day each scandal or drama she was involved with brought money to the table and soon enough she would establish a much more successful image for herself than her girl band days that she wasted. This time she wasn’t going to fuck up.
Personality —
Electra isn’t the nicest person, but she cares a lot. The people that gain her trust are very special to her and she’d do anything for them. She values family even if it’s as broken as hers with a workacholic father, a stripper sister and a mother that’s nowhere to be seen. She’s an honest and authentic person even if what she has to say isn’t pretty. El has seen quite the stuff growing up and doesn’t share it, especially the stuff that makes her vulnrable. Her life is strictly business and she can’t go around telling people her sob story as she feels guilty for it really being that way. At this point she just tries to keep her temper intact and do what she has to in order to have some advantage. She often contradicts herself with the things she believes yet still does the opposite thing cause she’ll get something out of it. She’s been in love and experienced real friendship, but that hasn’t helped her or filled the void of guilt in her heart.
Wanted connections —
I have a lot of those! Whether it’s acquaintances, friends, frenemies, enemies, hookups, pr relationships, I want them all! Here are the main ones that I feel like are crucial to her story:
The PR relationship of a lifetime. This can be taken in any way whether they get along, have actual feelings or hate each other’s guts. The main idea of it is that when Gold Crown reached out to her and had a plan for her getting back to the spotlight this relationship was involved. What started out as an innocent collab at first would blossom into a romance. One that would inspire her to change her ways and write a whole album! Or at least that’s what the public has to see. In reality Electra is trapped by it as cause of it she can’t really have a real relationship with anyone. The only thing she can do is have hookups with people she’s certain won’t rat out that her other relationship is fake.
Roomies. I suppose not long after she turned 18 and was still in her girl group she moved out due to her strained relationship with her family and started living with someone else. Could be another member from her girl group or just a friend from the business she made along the way. She’s probably really close to that person they’re one of the few to see her caring and protective side.
Hookups. You know a girl has her needs. Whether she was sad, got drunk and somehow ended up in bed with that person or they made a fwb kinda deal it’s always fun to play out.
Ex-band members. Another person to leave the band after her or they fell apart who knows, but they all share the long weeks of preforming every night and know the struggle that came in being in a girl band.
Dumped for the job. Another starlet she met in the start of her career. At first they hit it off and even got together, again one of the few people to know the real her and what’s she’s all about and that’s what drove them apart. Inspired but this post. Probably tried to stick by her in her rough patches, but she just kept pushing him away and with her offer for the PR relationship it was obvious it was never going to last. There may still be some lingering feelings, but not all of them are good.
These are the main things I can think of. I’m good with anything tbh and if you’re stuck you can take a look at my wanted tag or we can just brainstorm so like this post or hmu!!!
She looks sad. She looks angry. She looks different from everyone else I know—she cannot put on that happy face others wear when they know they are being watched. She doesn’t put on a face for me, which makes me trust her somehow.
Matthew Quick, The Silver Linings Playbook
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