senza un perché .

Ever seen a devil with a halo Ever seen an angel with some horns Everybody got their own demons Everybody fightin' their own war I can be an (( angel )) sometimes I can be real fucked up I miss you only sometimes I give you real tough love 'Cause I'm a devil with a halo

[giovannabaker]

hey guys !! i’ve been really swamped with final essays for a week, so i’m sorry for not being on. my computer has also been really awful for a while now so taking breaks to rp has been fairly difficult :( however, i’ll be home to write as much as i want by saturday, and i’ll attempt some replies tonight :)

[giovannabaker]

kitprettinger‌.

kit strode down the hallways with a practiced efficiency and grace, “the royals actually didn’t used to live here, it was a secondary getaway castle. they lived in a different mansion closer to town, but in the seventeen hundreds it was burned down in a coupe! so they put some distance between themselves and the mob and then reevaluated their ruling style.” 

     giovanna had to speed-walk a little to keep up: she wasn’t a naturally slow walker, but between her getting distracted by all of the decorations, her indignant bladder and simply not knowing the layout of the castle, gio had to stay focused. she nodded along as they made their way to the lavatory. “really?? i never knew that — my grandparents came to aldovia around the 1900s, so we all just assumed they didn’t want to be around the common folk. who attempted the coupe, if you know??”

[giovannabaker]

masonfitzgeralds‌.

he burst into laughter at her suggestion, “i think my butt cheeks would be covered in gold paint for quite some time if i tried something like that,” he joked back. he smiles as he learns his new companion’s name. “so what do you do in the real world, giovanna? i’m a doctor myself and i have another colleague covering for me during this time- they told me i need a break.”

     “well, yes, undoubtedly your butt gets covered in gold paint for a while, but think about the glamour!!” she laughed. “it is a very unfortunate tradeoff, i will give you that.” giovanna nodded along as he spoke, raising an eyebrow in approval. “a doctor?? what a nice job choice — i’m a pianist. rather unsteady work, but super flexible hours. as for covering for you over the holidays, that’s such a nice thing for someone else to do!! good lord, can you imagine all the people getting sick right now?? you must have really needed that break — i hope you weren’t working yourself to death,” she teased.

[giovannabaker]

trixie-aldain‌.

“I guess, I don’t really notice most of it anymore,” Trixie shrugged, slowly rolling herself up as she looked at the woman from an angle that didn’t involve her being upside down, “You pass the same things every day and they start to lose their appeal. Are you looking for something?”

     giovanna could not imagine being used to anything in this castle, but she could see where the princess was coming from. “that makes a lot of sense. i hope i didn’t interrupt you, there’s no need to get up!!” giovanna waited for her to finish unrolling, rocking back on her heels. “music room?? i’m looking for a piano to play. i’m sure there’s one somewhere, but this place is so big, i should’ve grabbed a map,” she chuckled.

[zander-francois]

OPEN TO ALL

Spinning slowly in a circle, Carson gazed up at the ornate ceiling above him. He couldn’t believe that this was someone’s house. People actually lived here and, for the next month, so did he. Sensing someone coming up beside him, Carson turned and signed “This place is beautiful. Is this real? Or are we all being pranked?”

[giovannabaker]

     giovanna watched him sign to her with mild panic — it had been a while since she studied sign language in high school. she quickly put her notebook back in her satchel. “it’s very nice here. i sure hope not.” she paused, then adding “my sign language is not great. just to warn you. i’m giovanna. it’s nice to meet you.”

[luis-perez-hades]

“You know it’s not polite to stare,” Trixie said as she slowly stood up from her yoga pose, “Especially at people in their bedrooms, unless you were going for creepy, in which case good job,” she continued, despite the fact that she had left her bedroom door wide open - and knew that there would be plenty of people around who were still trying to figure out their way around the castle. 

[giovannabaker]

     giovanna had been looking for a music room (she hadn’t picked up a map, but she knew that there was a grand piano somewhere, she could feel it in her bones) before she got distracted by the bedrooms she walked past. she hadn’t meant to stare, much less look creepy, but the curtains had looked so nice that she got distracted. so distracted that she hadn’t noticed the woman on the floor. giovanna blushed fiercely. “whoops!! sorry, that’s my bad. didn’t meant to creep up on you. you, uh ... have a lovely home. sure you already knew that, though, i hardly have to tell you.”

[giovannabaker]

kitprettinger‌.

“oh my gosh! oh my goodness!” exclaims kit, “i’ll show you the way! follow me! i know the drive here is such a hassle! the castle is so isolated it’s the silliest thing!” 

     “oh i didn’t mean to worry you!! but yes, thank you!!” giovanna quickly took the time to adjust her bag before getting in step with the kind woman. “it really is?? like i can get why royals might want to separate themselves from the town, but that drive could have used a bathroom break!! or maybe i should’ve drank less coffee on the drive over, so it’s my fault a little.”

[giovannabaker]

masonfitzgeralds‌.

mason’s childhood was one of struggle but of love. he wondered what lives the royal children must have lived growing up in something like this. “maybe. but what if we get too used to it and then i have to use my own regular toilet after seeing the glory of the golden one?! what if i grow a taste for the high life?” he joked. “i’m mason, by the way.”

     “i think that’s just a risk we need to be willing to take,” giovanna laughed, but she had the same concern as well. she couldn’t imagine living in a place that was wonderful and happy all of them time; she could hardly imagine what this trip would be like. “if you really miss the golden toilet, maybe you could spray paint the old one gold?? it can’t be that different,” she joked. “i’m giovanna.”

[giovannabaker]

oldman-malcolm‌.

Malcolm’s brow furrowed as he sipped his champagne, immediately clocking her Rudolph-red nose. “Oh no, that’s not gonna do, that won’t do at all.” he muttered, hand going to his chin in thought. “Have you taken anything? I know where the medicine is kept for the staff and such. I could bring you something if you’d like?” Her last sentence caught her attention and he further inquired, “Wait, worse than an imminent demise at the hands of the elements? Oh, you simply must tell me.”

     “i have not, no.” giovanna appreciated the concern, but she hadn’t meant to worry him. her body never took well to cold — spring and summer were always her favorite seasons. she smiled gratefully at the offer. “that would be great, yes please. however, i wouldn’t want you to venture off alone for my case: could i go with you?? some exploring might do me some good.” giovanna nodded slowly, buying herself time to reply. “do you really think i’m approaching an imminent demise at the hands of the elements?? seems a bit dramatic,” she chuckled.

[tinselbrie]

OPEN TO ALL

“I know it’s only been a couple years but, every year feels like the first  when we opened these doors for the public to stay with us here. I just love seeing all the excitement on everyone’s faces! Don’t you just love how the holidays bring everyone together?”

[giovannabaker]

     giovanna was glad to be on her own for this holiday, but the overall christmas cheer wasn’t doing much for her. she had been trying to separate herself from all the festivities, maybe head up to her room, but lo and behold!! she found herself conversing with the queen. “ahh, flip, uh ...” she stammered, worried that she should have bowed before replying. “yes, yes, your highness ... the holidays ... are .......... great.”

[mjalti]

I hate it when people ask “do you trust me” like …don’t call me out like that ……..the answer is no

[arianagrandz]

[965-deactivated20170317]

teacher: let’s go around the class talking about our hobbies n interests:) let’s start wth you shall we? :)

me:

[giovannabaker]

( ariana grande, female, she/her ) Welcome to the castle, [GIOVANNA BAKER]! We are glad to have a visitor like you join us. We hear you are a [TWENTY SEVEN] year old [PIANIST]. One that tends to be [CREATIVE] & [KIND] and yet [DISTRUSTING] & [BAD-MOUTHED]. We hope that you enjoy your stay! ( melissa, est, she/her ) 

     hi, hello!! i saw a couple of these on the dash and thought i would write my own for giovanna over here :) i also haven’t written in years so i am more than a bit rusty, but i am so excited to get back into the habit with y’all!! i also would love to plot with anyone, so feel free to message me (or like this and i’ll come to you).

personal history .

     giovanna is the youngest of four siblings. her parents own a bakery in aldovia (and have done well for themselves), but have always encouraged their children to reach higher than them and work white-collar jobs. and her siblings have: one is a lawyer, another a doctor, and a third works at a non-profit in france. giovanna could never imagine herself working in the high-pressure, high-reward jobs her parents envisioned for her; instead, she always wanted to be an artist.

     her parents, imagining this as a hobby she’d grow out of, encouraged her dreams at first. she tried tons of activities: painting, drawing, dancing, singing, sculpture, pottery, acting ... none of them really stuck. when she hit 14, as her parents were pressuring her to study medicine, a family friend gifted them an old piano. giovanna checked out a piano book from the library the next day, taught herself a few chords, and fell in love.

     granted, there aren’t many high-paying jobs in piano-playing when you’re in the early stages of a professional career, but giovanna has always put happiness over financial stability. she’ll play piano for anyone and anything: at local schools for theatre productions, for birthday parties, retirement homes, church events. she writes her own music as well, but is too nervous to do anything with them beyond carrying her notebooks with her at all times.

     this piano playing hardly pays the bills though, so she still lives with her parents. they happily refused her offer to pay rent when she hit 22, but since then, their relationship has been strained. everyone’s walking on eggshells around each other: her mother seems incredibly disappointed in her life choices but refuses to say anything; giovanna wants them to support her passions but refuses to say anything; her father can’t stand being in a room with both of them anymore but refuses to say anything. it gets especially bad during the holidays, because that’s when her siblings come home and her parents get reminded that not all of their children are artistic ‘failures’. giovanna tries not to resent her siblings for making her look inferior (she’s been reassured by them that they feel terrible about it), but she has hated christmas at home for a while now.

     which is why being chosen for the lotto had come at such a shock — she had honestly forgotten that she’d entered in the first place. giovanna had been so excited to tell her parents that she was leaving. unfortunately, the closer she got to the castle grounds, the more worried she was about having to go back home afterwards. which is an unfair way to end your vacation before it’s even started, and she really needed the psychological break, but she couldn’t have too much fun. it would just make going back home that much harder.

personality / headcannons .

     her favorite place to be is in front of a grand piano. she brought her keyboard along to write songs in her room, but it cannot compare to the feeling of weighted keys on an instrument that could play on forever, without buttons or batteries.

     she’s a very talkative person, but is very private about personal matters. she’ll talk and say anything about herself—the jerk who cut in the grocery store line, how much she hates periods, her grossest habits—but she’d rather die than open up about her parents or self-doubt.

     her favorite color is orange. as a child she found the color criminally underrated and decided to love it always.

     she loves chocolate flavored foods. chocolate bars, chocolate ice cream, fudge, chocolate sauce. she has a strong sweet tooth, and will always ask for dessert. she’s lactose sensitive, but does not remotely care. 

     she has a foul mouth. but as this is a pg roleplay, her ‘bad words’ are like ... 1950s versions of bad words. so ‘darn’, ‘jesus’, ‘jumping jersey jelly beans’, that sort of thing.

     skills-wise, giovanna can play guitar/piano/harp/saxophone/clarinet, isn’t terrible at drawing and can hold a tune. she can cook well enough to keep herself alive, but her tastes are fairly strange. she can do a split and a cartwheel. she’s a bowling prodigy, but since she rarely plays the sport, giovanna always forgets she’s good until she’s rolling the ball.

     ultimately, her goal is to work on musical scores for broadway.

[pendteaser]

OPEN TO VISITORS

“hello hello! and welcome to the castle! i know it’s a little daunting on your first day but i am here to show you around and answer any questions!” 

[giovannabaker]

     “ooh, hello, hi, question!!” giovanna scurried up to her, not wanting her next words to be so loud. “how do i find the bathroom?? sorry to be crass, but i’ve been holding it in for a gosh darn hour ...”

[ladymorriganbyrne]

“Hmm? Oh goodness are you alright there?” Malcolm asked the person next to him, his own brow furrowing despite his lips quirking in bemusement. He dwiftly picked up two flights of champagne as a member of the waitstaff drifted by with a tray full. “Here, nothing a little bit of bubbly can’t solve. Your worries should jsut melt away like Frosty at the end of winter…Oh boy, that was a bit grim wasn’t it? You get the idea though.”

[giovannabaker]

     giovanna was trying to be subtle about her stuffed nose, but between the sneezing and the nose that was definitely red by now, it was no surprise that the kind chauffeur had caught on. “oh ... i’m good, i’m good, just this stupid nose.” her eyes widened as she was offered the champagne — she rarely drank. “ah, ooh ... i’m good. thank you though.” giovanna snorted at the frosty reference. “i wish. my worries are a lot stronger than that.” 

[brightsunshela-deactivated20200]

Juliet sighed in relief as she looked at herself in the bathroom mirror. She’d spent the better half of the last two hours smiling and shaking hands and answering questions. There seemed to be something about her face and demeanor that seemed to suggest that she was the best person to ask about everything to. As such, she needed a moment to decompress and compose herself before going back out into the fray. Realizing she had been gone for almost ten minutes, the governess rushed out the lavatory door and headlong into another person. “O-Oh goodness me! I-I’m so sorry, are you quite alright?!” she inquired worriedly, her brow knitting in deep concern.

[giovannabaker]

     “jumpin jersey jelly beans!!” giovanna yelped, stumbling back on her platform shoes. having flung her hands to her chest, her piano book and accompanying notes fell to the floor. “oh, i’m fine!! i just shouldn’t have walked so close to the door, it’s all good.” giovanna gave the woman an awkward smile and crossed her arms impulsively, gasping when she realized where her papers had went. “oh my god, oh my god ...” she dropped to her knees, scrambling for her papers.