Eva Ortega. 19. Bleu Rouge āI am a different person to different people. Annoying to one. Talented to another. Quiet to a few. Unknown to a lot. But who am I, to me?ā
ā not only does my head feel as if someone hit me over with a two by four, my shoes are missing. itās been almost forty eight hours now. iām contemplating hanging up posters. ā he muses, sighing loudly as he throws himself down in the nearest chair.
Eva looked up at the male from her chair, the magazine on her lap suddenly forgotten at the sight of Asher.Ā āDo you only own one pair of shoes?ā She asked, quirking her brow.Ā āMaybe you should check the lost and found?ā
The bottle in her hand was running empty, Eva sat crouched down half hidden between a wall and an arm chair and each time the male would walk by calling out her name sheād take a drink. She was on the verge of dozing off, cramped up from waiting, when she saw the familiar face.Ā āOh thank godāI need rescued. Thereās a guy on the other side of the room, tall, blonde, looks like a rejected one direction member. If he finds me youāre going to see my face plastered on milk cartons. Set me free.ā
claudia still wasnāt used to this college parties, especially the darty that happened every year, one that went on all day and night and surprised her with the shocking antics of her peers. watching people snort cocaine in public and do keg stands left her aghast, stunned that people do such things. she felt herself to be an outsider, while most were getting drunk, grinding and dancing, she walked around with her head down and water in her hand, wondering why she was even there. she had only been to one before, sophomore year of college and she left almost as quickly as she came. she ditched it junior year, but as a senior she found herself back at the darty and already regretting it. she had a water bottle in her hand and searched for someone she knew, though her lack of popularity didnāt help with that. she continued to lurk, unsure what else to do.
At first Eva wasnāt sure if the other girl was who she thought it was. The faces in her ballet class all tended to run together aside from a select few. By the fourth time she passed her, Eva was sure it was Claudia. Eva had her own drink in her hand, something too sweet but still stronger than the bottle of water the older held.Ā āYou know if you keep lurking around like that people are going to think youāre either a stalker, or socially inept. Either way, itās no way to enjoy a party.āĀ
just a quick psa i changed lorenaās name to eva for immature reasons but life goes on. sheās still the same person. itās whatās on the inside that counts.Ā
lana: honestly if u rly think abt it like humans are basically robots. like we come from NOTHING. we come from an egg. robots come from..a microchip. same difference
lana: god... i'm rly high rn i just had an existential crisis after sending tht txt
lorena: i also had one of those journals that were electronic and meant to be impossible to get into. i should have known it would've betrayed me years down the line
lana: elon musk... that sounds like a guy that wears unbuttoned italian shirts and has chest hair peeping out behind each button
lana: i'm gna b the one liberating the sex robots n letting them gallop off into the distance to holiday in hawaii. justice for sex robots. vive la revolution
lo:: when i first heard of i pictured more of a russian type. total vladimir.
lo: have fun galloping away when they're stuffing you in a coffin and dumping you into the ocean!! i don't trust robots of any kind.
hey sup itās me kenna again. so i went ahead and brought in a second character. sheās a previously half sorted character so im sorry if this seems all over the place.Ā
( CINDY KIMBERLY | 19 | CIS-FEMALE ) I swear I saw LORENA ORTEGA around campus yesterday. I hear SHE is very PASSIONATE, COMPETITIVE & IMPULSIVE, which explains why people refer to them as the REVELER. Theyāre around 19 in their SOPHOMORE year and studying PERFORMING ARTS. I think their house alliance is Ā BLEU ROUGE , but I could be wrong. (ooc kenna, 21, central, she/her)
This is Lorena Ortega. Sheās 19 years old, spanish/american and grew up splitting her time between Ā A coruƱa, spain with her dad and manhattan with her mom. U kno how that cliche rich girl life goes.Ā
sheās a performing arts major (dance dance) and has been sorted into the bleu rouge house so hmu lets me roomies or floorm8s
Sheās known to have some pretty erratic behavior. Does a lot of shit without really thinking things through. doesnāt have that voice in her head that says Lo no and instead says Lo yes.
Sheās somewhat detached most of the time, tends to get lost in her own thoughts and cn sometimes come off as a bit cold and snippy but sheās pretty easy to get along w/ when u catch her in the right mood
she likes to keep a large outer circle of friends bc who wants to be alone in this shitty world am i rite? anyways she tends to float around from group to groupĀ
sheās ride or die for her inner circle tho, sheās a loyal friend, but sometimes has been known to fuck up, again bc she doesnāt always think things through.
she listens to people like cigarettes after sex, elliot moss, lo-fang, glass candy, chromatics. sheās a dream pop hoe for the most part
boys boys boys and sometimes girls. sheās gets heart eyes almost too easily but isnāt good at being w someone at all
her fave color is blue but itās gotta be a dark blue, the darker the better
sheās trilingual, picked up spanish from her dad and of course english with mom, but she also took italian all through school so sheās fluent in all three
she tends to show up to class late bc she over sleeps after staying up too late.Ā
doesnāt know how to drive or ride a bike so itās lyfts and ubers for her
she doesnāt drink soda bc itās bad for ur teeth and u can catch her flossing throughout the day and all that sugar can slow a person down or fuck u up when u gotta hold that form
sheās very competitive and even more with her dance but that competitiveness tends to go to waste when she gets caught up in all her funĀ
umm thats p much it. i would really like some plots for her. childhood friends, exes, fwb, frienemies, rivalries, unrequited crashes, anything tbh.Ā
