go gina.

gina ekwensi. 25. budtender. big hair. bigger heart.

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horrorbxby​:

          SOREN  HADN’T  meant  to  overhear  the  other  person  in  the  shower  block  -  after  all,  he  was  just  minding  his  business,  tending  to  his  extensive  exfoliation  routine  before  washing  himself  off.  though  the  showers  weren’t  in  the  best  condition,  he  appreciated  them,  as  he’d  gotten  quite  used  to  bathing  in  the  cold  river  as  his  old  house  was  being  built.  he  wished  he  were  there  now,  but  there  was  too  much  trauma  relating  to  his  old  property  now.  and  the  risk  of  being  blamed  for  what  happened  there.  ❝  you’d  better  not.  it  might  seem  luxurious  but  any  more  than  ten  minutes  and  there  won’t  be  enough  water  for  everyone  else,  ❞  he  said  to  them,  loud  enough  to  be  heard  over  the  running  water,  ❝  it’s  not  going  to  rain  until  tomorrow,  so  you  don’t  want  to  run  the  tank  dry.  if  someone  offers  me  a  prize  for  any  information  on  the  guilty  party,  i  have  no  problem  throwing  you  under  the  bus.  ❞  he  splashed  his  face  with  cold  water  from  the  sink  in  the  bathroom  before  picking  a  stall,  stripping  and  turning  the  water  to  a  lukewarm  temperature.  ❝  you’re  an  early  bird  are  you  ?  so  many  people  around  here  like  to  sleep  until  noon.  but  they  miss  the  best  parts  of  the  day.  ❞

     gina startled, turned their head, and caused damp curls to sprinkle the surrounding area, meeting the water already there. they let out a low chuckle but continued on letting the water run and wondered why they hadn’t gotten their hair braided before arriving. it was their usual summertime ‘do, a low maintenance choice for warm weather. “ my cross to bear, ” they said with a dramatic sigh. they’d barely gotten through conditioning hair their head. “ i guess i’ll have to head to the ocean sooner rather than later, then. not that i’m complaining. ” the ocean’s cleansing properties could be even more refreshing than these showers.      they nodded in response to the question. “ agreed ! ” a smile lifted lips and cheeks. “ especially out here. i have to say, i don’t miss city living, and it’ll probably be a while before i do. ”

[ashewtf]

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polaroiid​:

His appearance had changed quickly and smoothly several times with looks that would mostly melt in with the crowd he was hanging out with.    A CHAMELEON.     He was pretty much a chameleon ( probably so much that he had lost any trace of a real identity at this point ).

Alistair liked to frequent the showers since fewer and fewer people visited during the day and it was a good spot to think, probably burn a cigarette and in today’s case… to analyze the little doll left behind instead of his precious camera.    Oh, okay, this time seemed a good one to smoke and kill the stress—– so he lights it up.

Steam comes out from one of the showers when he arrives, but he remains unbothered since the sound helped him think. The little souvenir moved through calloused fingers trying to look for some kind of mark or… signature.

                            “If it makes you HAPPY, so be it”.

His voice replies vaguely and almost in an automatic way as soon as he hears a voice, not like it is any of his business, but Alistair has never been one to keep to himself.       “It is weirdly cold out here, though, cover yourself properly when you go out or you might get sick”.

“ you’re right, ” agreed gina, still combing fingers through thick hair. “ i’ve been having the weirdest fucking time since i got here, and there’s something about a good shower that relaxes me. ” they also agreed about the temperature. but while this wasn’t arizona, gina had spent enough time in the uk to know how vital layers were in cold weather. despite that, however, a warm sense of comfort hugged them. something about someone caring about their well-being, without hardly knowing who they were? gina didn’t let that go unnoticed.      when they finally turn around to take in the other, a small trail of smoke had begun to dissipate into the air, and they let out a sigh. a cigarette. it had been a while since their last joint, and they considered asking for a puff, but that wasn’t really what they craved anyways. gina made a mental note to see what they could find in town.      “ so. are you saying it isn’t normally this cold here? ”

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rosyjuli​:

“Judging by the reactions I’ve witnessed around here, I would say this is less of a fun prank one might play at camp; and more of a nuisance. Dare I say, I even feel dread?” Julien turned the doll around in his hands, wondering if this all was an omen. Surely there couldn’t have been many more worse things to happen to him than what he’d already lived through–what he was running from, the very reason he wasn’t in Canada any longer. “A strange little craft, an item missing, and a weird note… It almost seems like hazing? But nobody seems to be having fun…”

He stared down the doll a little longer, dark brows furrowed as if he was trying to see through it and read its secrets, then decided to set it on the bench beside him, on the side opposite his new acquaintance. “I am Julien. It’s a pleasure meeting you, Gina, though I wish it could have been under far less weird circumstances.” Jules peered around them, concern creeping back into his expression. “I’m trying not to be too pessimistic, but it was a really strange welcome.”

a missing item. gina had hardly unpacked yet. they didn’t really think much of the note until now. hadn’t truly considered any serious repercussions. and why would they? wasn’t this supposed to be a fun summer getaway? they slumped into the bench, fidgeting slightly at the idea that someone would rummage through their suitcase, their bags. somehow that was worse than if they’d already unpacked.      “ yeah... ” was all they could muster now. at least this julien let them know they weren’t the only one seeming unsettled. gina sighed, looked over at him. “ you’re right, though. no use in being pessimistic, right? how about switching the topic? why don’t you tell me about yourself? ” at the prospect of getting to know someone new, gina visibly brightened, eyes widening into a soft interest.

[derrygirlies]

[ginagetslifted]

with early mornings came clarity... or something like that. the past twenty-four hours left gina feelings high amounts of unease, but they chalked it up to jet lag and being stuck in a storm shelter with a crowd of strangers. it probably had nothing to do with the creepy doll. the one that had already started showing up in their dreams. it was fine. gina always had weird and vivid dreams. they usually dissipated by the end of the day, and quicker if they had anything to say about it.      flips flops clapped against their feet and that dirt path as they made their way from the cabins to the communal showers, towel and toiletries in hand. few people were milling about, and that’s how gina preferred it for now--only the birds chirping to greet them. minutes later they were under a cold rain of a shower, fingering conditioner into their hair. “ water pressure like this, i’m going to be here for the next three hours, ” they muttered to themself, unaware that someone was within earshot.

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rosyjuli​:

Looking up from his place of nearly-silent misery, Julien attempted to store it all away mentally, at least for the time being. “Oh, I’ll be just fine, thank you,” he managed to reply without betraying himself too much. “Just, hrm, over-exertion that I wasn’t really prepared for. It makes me wonder if weather like this is frequent here.” A small smile lifted the corners of his mouth, and his eyes landed back on his little doll once more. “Did you get one of these too? Everyone else I have seen seems to have one as well. I’ve hardly been here long; so it feels odd that someone might be able to capture my likeness so quickly. I assume it isn’t normal, though, based on some of the reactions I’ve witnessed. It makes me feel…” Watched, he thought. “…curious.”

gina considered the time of year and location of the camp, and while they were somewhat used to wet and rainy weather, more of the same wouldn’t exactly be ideal. too much like their most recent home. without consciously meaning to, they mirrored the polite smile given to them--it didn’t last long after landing on the doll. everyone had one? what kind of game was going on here?      they pursed their lips, considering the doll the man was holding. “ actually... yes. ” they considered lying, but what would that accomplish? “i literally just arrived, as well. i thought it was some sort of... ‘welcome to the camp’ thing. ” 

     now that the conversation had picked up, gina gestured towards the bench before taking. a seat. “ not the best welcome i’ve ever received. ” a shrug pulled up at their shoulders. “ i’m gina. ”

[joli--coeur]

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rosyjuli​:

Trekking around this camp already wasn’t doing wonders for Julien’s leg; and the near-immediate rush into a storm shelter had him feeling worse all over. He was meant to be relaxing mentally–right? Inhale through the nose, exhale through the mouth. He’d found some rustic outdoorsy bench upon which to sit and examine the weird little doll that had been so kindly gifted to him. What a weird little welcome. There seemed to be a tense atmosphere, like the other visitors knew something he didn’t. It definitely had something to do with the weird note and the disappearance of the watch his grandparents had gifted him.

Pain shot through his ribcage, and Jules placed his hand on his middle, grunting quietly. Was it overexertion, or psychosomatic? He seemed to be in more pain when he was anxious, and this wasn’t a good sign.

     gina considered themself lucky that they’d made it to camp before the storm hit. optimist. they had barely gotten any time to set their bags down in their cabin before everyone was called to the storm shelter. it had all worked out for the best, anyways. sort of. safe and accounted for, gina made their way back to their cabin to find a doll with an eerie likeness of them.      surely, it was some sort of mistake. or left over from previous camper? bushy brows furrowed before setting the thing aside and making their way outdoors. the smell of wet soil did well to calm any lingering nerves buzzing through their spine. until their eyes landed on another doll, and a figure holding it, looking suspiciously alike.     “ hey, um... are you a’right? ” gina queried, hoping they weren’t too nosy. maybe this person knew something about the dolls. at the very least, their empathetic nature could reach out, introduce themself to someone without the stuffy hot air of a storm shelter weighing down on them.

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hey look, it's REGINA ‘GINA’ EKWENSI ! they’re a TWENTY-FIVE year old originally from BRISTOL. i heard they’re pretty DISORGANISED, but i think they’re so COMPASSIONATE at the same time. while they’re terrified of being harmed, they’re perhaps more afraid of people finding out their deepest, darkest secret. ( they’re in love with and slept with their best friend’s significant other ) they had no idea what they were getting themself into when they moved to wrenbury. 

tw: drugs, mental illness

hi, friends! super duper excited to be writing with y’all. I’ve taken a long-ass hiatus from rp’ing but gina is my bb and i’m so stoked to write them again ♡ oh oh and pretty PLEASE hmu for plotting + connections! 

name: regina “gina” ekwensi age: twenty-five pronouns: they/them/theirs birthplace: phoenix, arizona astrological sign: pisces appearance: a soft, tall body adorned with a mix of stick-and-poke and professional tattoos, thick curly hair that is usually in a headwrap or braided, and most likely dirt under their fingernails. personality: vocal, emotional, disorganized. gina has a big heart, and that tends to spill out of them. they can keep a level head in crisis, but usually only if it’s to assist others. their own personal life is a bit of a mess. fun facts: talks to plants, will go on political rants/info spouting if not stopped

bio: gina has always been something of a free spirit. despite growing up in a household that prioritized a good education and a hustle-and-grind mentality, that sort of work ethos didn’t stick. gina has always had a fiery passion for the causes close to her heart, something her grandparents understood very well.

for this reason, gina has always been closer with their mother’s parents more than anyone else. for the sake of their parents, gina gave university a fighting chance, even travelling overseas to the UK on a scholarship. unfortunately, this was followed by an intense year of depression, visits with a psychiatrist, and more meds than gina could keep track of. they lived in a haze of chemicals that completely altered their personality, their very being.

they knew they didn’t want a life of stress, exams, and depression, followed by crippling debt. after attempting one year for the sake of their parents, gina dropped out to pursue a job they knew they’d be good at. while it’s not technically legal in england (and their parents have no clue), gina found themself happier than ever in a career they truly care about.  for a few months, they were living their dream, spending days with their plants and making genuine connections that enriched their life. this included becoming close friends with their best friend’s partner. it really was an accident. could’ve been the kind of story people tell their kids about--except for the fact that the guilt was almost insurmountable.

not long after consummating the relationship, gina fled. quit their job and everything only to move back to the states, to the first place that caught their eye--wrenbury. where else to forget the horrible mistakes made than a sweet coastal town that doesn’t even have call reception?

[venus-garden]