“Giddyup, cowboy!” Frankie shouted, pointing her water gun filled with vodka at the boy as the party continued around them. She laughed as he struggled to catch the alcohol in his mouth, finally turning around and noticing someone behind her. “Wanna give it a shot?”
hello! i can’t believe i tried to kid myself into thinking i no longer had frankie muse... anyway she’s BACK BABEY! this Tall and incredibly messy Paris Hilton impersonator. here is her pinterest so u can get her Vibe
( COURTNEY EATON | 21 | CISFEMALE ) I swear I saw FRANKIE VIGO around campus yesterday. I hear SHE is very GREGARIOUS, ADDICTIVE & SELFISH, which explains why when you think of them, you’d think of SUCKING ON A RING POP & FAUX FUR STAINED WITH RED WINE. They’re in their JUNIOR year and studying DRAMATIC ARTS. (olive, 21, est, she/her)
francine “frankie” prudence vigo. what a name. her parents were both hippies who raised her in brooklyn and “worked” as starving artists. well, not starving but close to it. they were very much flower children who had an open relationship so frankie had some questions early on about the strange men and women who were kissing her parents lol
her childhood was generally very happy for the first few years? picture a tiny frankie learning how to paint while eating organic granola and listening to her mom’s fleetwood mac records
was homeschooled for a while until her mom died suddenly in a car accident while her parents were driving upstate for vacation
her dad survived but her was never the same afterwards. he cut off all his hair and got a job waiting tabes at some fancy french rstaurant. there wasn’t a lot of music playing in their house after that
basically her dad’s way of dealing with the loss was to just… pretend frankie didn’t exists and ignore her presence. he only spoke to her when it was necessary
as she got to be a teen she tried basically anything to get his attention. getting drunk in the middle of a school day, smoking weed in her room with music blasting, bringing home strings of guys and girls to have loud sex with. none of it got him to look at her
when she was about sixteen she fell “in love” with her english teacher who had a wife and a kid. him being a massive creep, he started sleeping with frankie and telling her he loved her. he’d whisper lines from the great gatsby in her ear while he promised to never leave her
BIG SURPRISE! he did and frankie never told anyone about what happened between and still hasn’t to this day. it really fucked her up and has given her a lot of trauma and abandonment issues
she’s not really good at relationships if you can’t tell? she’s either a bit full on or just doesn’t care about you at all. there’s no in between, and if she likes you she would do anything for you
which definitely gets her into trouble as she can get manipulated easily
her dad didn’t want to pay for her to go to lockwood, but that english teacher? offered to pay for her college if she would never go to the police about what happened
so here she is. she loves to party and is studying dramatic arts, which is perfect for her personality
she loves paris hilton and early 2000′s fashion and idolizes cher. she has a gecko in her room named after that woman
her music taste is largely influence by her mom. she listens to a lot of 80′s indie rock, like belle and sebastian, simon and garfunkel, joy division, violent femmes, talking heads. she also really loves terrible pop music and will pop her pussy to britney any day
she’s kind of the caricature of spunk and energy with a smile and lots of puns that she hides her grief behind
is just always the person at the party making sure everyone’s having a good time
loves drinking especially drinking anything that tastes sweet and sugary
also loves sleeping around. she just left lockwood to go on vacation with this married guy she’s been obsessed with for a year or so. she’s in love with him and is convinced he’s about to leave his wife
OKAY so wanted plots time: i need a toxic relationship with someone who doesn’t actually care about her, an unrequited crush, flings, awkward hookups that on’t look at each other anymore, exes that ended on good terms and are super close now, childhood friends, family friends, and some wild, reckless friends that all party together skins style. hit me up.
god i’ve been struggling with my muse for a while now so i brought in an old fav of mine... this is the last time i switch charas i swear. anyways here’s her pinterest if u have any interest in that!
( NICOLA PELTZ | 21 | CISFEMALE ) I swear I saw SADIE MARLOWE around campus yesterday. I hear SHE is very SARCASTIC, QUICK-TEMPERED & MERCURIAL, which explains why when you think of them, you’d think of BLOOD STAINS ON YOUR CHEER SKIRT & LIGHTING A CIGARETTE ON THE STOVE. They’re in their JUNIOR year and studying SOCIOLOGY. (olive, 21, est, she/her)
sadie marlowe! a 20 year old young lass from one of the richest familes in america. her family owns a production company in los angeles and she spent most of her life around kardashian jenner types
a mix of jennifer check and meredith grey’s backstory
her dad died in a car accident when she was little. so afterwards it was just her mom and her older brother, archer marlowe
her mom suffered from early onset Alzheimer’s and became pretty verbally abusive when sadie was just a kid. her older brother kind of just stood back and let sadie take most of it
shes all dark and twisty now and her personality is probably best described as like licorice, something only certain people have a taste for
aggressive and scary when she wants to be, but charming for the most part
doesn’t exactly understand sympathy and tact
most likely to be caught fighting like a hellion in the bar
got involved with all sorts of the wrong people in high school, was frequently getting in trouble for sex, drugs, you name it
she wasn’t planning on going to college and took a gap year to, in her words, fuck and party her way through europe
she was forced to come home after a month as her mom’s condition deteriorated and she died as well when sadie was just eighteen. her brother and sadie were the only ones at the funeral
archer had always suffered from anger management problems, and ending up essentially… beating sadie up after the funeral for leaving. he just lost in on her. she called the cops on him, enrolled in Lockwood to escape California, and hasn’t seen anyone from her family since
now she’s a pretty messy, messy student who doesn’t actually ever do much courseowrk
loves sex and drugs and is a goth cheerleader
would do anything for the vine, and is slowly burning her way through what’s left of her parents’ money
doesn’t take Any Bullshit
her aeshteic is mostly red wine, black coffee, band t-shirts, aviator sunglasses, bruised knees, cherries, berry lipstick, and menthol cigarettes
some wanted plots for her are: exes, a toxic ex, hookups, a drug dealer, someone she trusts and is loyal to, and enemies. um give me like someone she actually has a crush on?? or maybe like an ex that she never got over. im sorry this list is so lame but!!
Resisting the urge to physically shrivel like a salted snail at her tone, Jude merely gnawed at the inside of his cheek before lifting his joint mid air in offering. He’d been about to part his lips ready with a faint smile and a proposal to bury the hatchet over a shared freebie when her question instantly cut him short, unsaid words knotting his throat shut. “Come on, you know that’s not…” trailed off into apprehensive silence, the knowledge that that was what he was like the other night at the church sitting heavy on his chest. “Look, I was an asshole,” he stated simply, no dancing around it. “Sometimes I just, uh… I get really inside my head, you know? And I can’t see anything outside of it. It’s fucked.” It probably didn’t make sense to anyone else but him, but that was the only way he could really think to describe it. “Not an excuse, though.” Bumping at his nose with the back of his knuckles, he held his joint out towards her and finally met her gaze. “Rolled you one,” he informed, ‘sorry’ lurking on the tip of his tongue without managing to pass his lips.
Reluctantly taking the joint from him with fingers covered in chipped purple nail polish, Saskia held the joint to her lips and tilted her head back as she exhaled, refusing to look at Jude. “No shit, Sherlock,” she snapped out, her tone harsh and cutting, but in reality her eyes stung with the tears that threatened to well up for what was probably the first time in a year. No matter how she denied it, it was Jude’s opinion of the girl that got to her the most. But strangely enough, she knew what he meant. She spent so much time pitying herself and imagining that no one else could possibly feel like she did. Her eyes drifted down to the beat-up white Converse on her feet, letting his words drift out into the air silently as she gnawed at her cheek, debating what to say to him next. “I treated you like shit,” she admitted, her voice quieter and less harsh than it had been before. “I hurt you and you wanted to hurt me. Whatever,” she said quickly, accepting his offer of the joint. Her teeth chewed on her lip, an awful habit that often left them cracked and red. “It’s fine,” she told him, thinking that maybe after all she did deserve the awful things he had said to her.
Meaning of Name: Saskia means something random but really her parents just couldn’t settle on Saskia or Jane so her dad calls her Saskia and her mom calls her Jane and its confusing.
Nickname: Sask.
Birth Date: April 4th, 1996.
Astrological Sign and Details: Super super Aries.
Birth Place: Los Angeles, California. She hated it and always wanted to move east.
Age: 21.
Nationality: American
Race: Caucasian.
Hair Color: Brown.
Hair Style: Always tangled and naturally wavy/curly.
Distinct Features of Face: Bright blue eyes, bloodshot usually, cracked lips from where she bites them.
Glasses or Contacts: Nah.
Eye Color: Blue
Skin Tone: White and freckly.
Scars or Distinguishing Marks: She has a large number of scars from fighting like a hellion. Crescent moon shaped scars on her neck from where an ex of hers tried to strangle her.
Disabilities: Depression, anorexia. She’s been in an out of treatment for years.
Build or Body Type: Long and thin, usually hiding under baggy t-shirts.
Height: 5′10
Weight: 115 lbs
Speech Patterns: Valley girl that gets stronger when she’s drunk. Most of the time she speaks in a flat monotone, but you can tell when she’s rolling because she talks a mile a minute.
Tag Words: Whatever, like, fucking hell.
Gestures: Licks her lips before she speaks.
Weakness: Men who treat her badly.
FAMILY AND CHILDHOOD
Mother: Laura Cohen.
Father: Jonathan Cohen.
Mother’s Occupation: Divorcee living off of alimony with her new young boyfriend.
Father’s Occupation: Lawyer for Apple, filthy fucking rich.
Family Finances: Absolutely spoiled rotten.
Birth Order: Youngest child, her brother is a few years older.
Brothers: Luke Cohen.
Other Close Family: Saskia has a cousin named Cleo who’s a bit of a character. Whenever Cleo blows into town Saskia usually heads off with her for what end up as week long benders in shitty motel rooms.
Best Friend: Bradley Milligan (they just always end up in groups together dfgfd) but as a NPC? Probably Ramona even though she’s terrible for Saskia and so toxic.
Other Friends: Astrid, Gabe, AJ, Caroline, Norman, probably others idk man
Enemies: Um probably plenty.
Pets: Nah she’s not responsible enough for that.
Home Life During Childhood: Tumultuous and rocky. Saskia’s mom was emotionally and physically abusive and her dad was absent and distant. Laura Cohen is probably the most responsible for Saskia forming an eating disorder, she started her on diets like before she hit puberty. And in her brother, who was pretty unstable on good days and it was a powder keg.
Town or City Name(s): Malibu, Los Angeles, Rochester.
What Did His, Her or Their Bedroom Look Like: Painted hospital white but decorated with all of her posters, drawings, etc.
Any Sports or Clubs: FUCK no.
Favorite Toy or Game:She was a huge fan of those desktop Nancy Drew games bc she’s a secret nerd.
Schooling: Private Catholic schools with starchy uniforms where she excelled academically but was also considered one of the bad kids.
Favorite Subject: Math, actually.
Popular or Loner: Bit of both. She basically ran her group of troublemakers.
Important Experiences or Events: Oh man here we go with the trauma. Her parent’s divorce was awful. It was a relief to her when they finally weren’t together anymore. Her abusive ex nearly killing her in a shitty apartment. Her brother physically assaulting her when he was having a particularly bad manic episode and breaking her hand. Getting into a car crash last year while Cleo was driving high.
Health Problems: She gets nosebleeds frequently from all the coke she does. Her ed isn’t too bad right now but when it is she has heart problems, has fainted in the middle of class before.
Religion and beliefs: Her dad is Jewish but she doesn’t believe in anything.
PERSONAL
Bad Habits: Biting her nails and lips, always running late. She’s a night owl and will always oversleep.
Good Habits: Somehow always remembering to stay hydrated? Will chug water when wasted.
Best Characteristic: Tough as nails.
Worst Characteristic: Um probably her aggression.
Worst Memory: Luke assaulting her.
Best Memory: Driving up the coast of California with Cleo.
Proud of: Her efforts in music.
Embarrassed by: Her lack of impulse control.
Driving Style: Fast and distracted. Sings along to the radio, fixes her hair in the mirror.
Temperament: Mercurial. Flies off the handle easily.
Attitude: Pessimistic and sarcastic. She takes the piss out of everything.
Fears: People touching her neck. Moths, strangely enough.
Phobias: Arachnophobia.
Secrets: Her family and what happened to her are very private. She also hides her frequent drug use, unless she’s partying.
Regrets: Not sticking up for herself earlier. Dating her ex Danny.
Feels Vulnerable When: Discussing emotions.
Pet Peeves: People who tap on the table, close talkers, people who laugh really loudly.
Motivation: To just get through this year.
Short Term Goals and Hopes: She doesn’t have any god.
Long Term Goals and Hopes: To graduate.
Sexuality: Heterosexual. But, if she really liked a girl she would be open.
Exercise Routine: Sit ups late at night when no one is watching.
Day or Night Person: Night owl.
Introvert or Extrovert: Extrovert.
Optimist or Pessimist: Pessimist.
LIKES AND PREFERENCES
Music: Fleetwood Mac, The Kinks, Elvis Costello, etc.
Foods: Lemons, cherries, mints, anything that’s not really food.
Drinks: Has a soft spot for root beer because of one day when her dad actually spent time with her in a park drinking root beers.
Animals: Cat person.
Color: Red.
Clothing: Leather jackets, ripped up jeans, Doc Martens, fishnet tights.
Jewelry: He wears a locket with some of Paige’s ashes in it.
Websites: Twitter I guess?
TV Shows: Breaking Bad, and actually trashy reality shows.
Movies: Kill Bill, Cruel Intentions
Greatest Want: To have somebody love her, ever part of her.
Greatest Need: Probably to get a fucking therapist.
LIFESTYLE
Favorite Possession: A ring she inherited from her grandmother.
Most Cherished Possession: Stuffed rabbit.
Married Before: Nope.
Significant Other Before: Danny and a few other boyfriends.
Children: N/A.
Relationship with Family: God nearly nonexistant at this point… They send her money and that’s all the contact they have.
Car: Beat up convertible.
Dream Career: To be a musician.
Dream Life: A life where all her trauma never happened.
Love Life: LOL.
Sexual Turn Ons: Dominance, roughness, yeh.
Sexual Turn Offs: Daddy stuff is gross for her.
Hobbies: Guitar, singing.
Guilty Pleasure: Sex and cocaine.
Talents or Skills: She can open champagne with a sword. She’s also witty and funny but doesn’t realize it.