"Hey, could you please pass that plastic box over? Don't kick it, just hand it to me. It has rhinestones in it." Tabby said, stomach down on the pavement. They had parked their car in a shady spot near no other cars to start their project. Hopefully the forecast was right and it wouldn't rain this week. They had been bedazzling their car for at least a day now and while they didn't want to do the whole sedan, doing the wheels and window outlines had taken more time than they thought. "Do you think I should just bite the bullet and bedazzle the whole thing?"
rory is good at few things: following simple, easy directions is at the top of this list. give him a task, and make it easy, no problem. it becomes an issue when there's more than one task at hand. but tabby seems to either read his mind or just simply not have anything else — rory picks up the box with ease, liberty's nose at tabby's feet, setting it down before sitting himself down, criss-cross. the question makes his nose crinkle. “wouldn't that be a lot'a work?” sounds boring to him, but maybe (obviously) not to tabby. “how long would it take?”
where: the fish house.
with: you !!!! + @ciderstarters ( 4 / 4 ).
for what it's worth, he had gone to work today — but it was a shorter shift due to the heat, and, really, rory didn't want to stay stuck in the house. liberty has her little boots on (to both serve and protect her paws - obviously), and he's got some monstrosity of a thift store hat on - he's watching reels with a single headphone in when her leash moves more than it had since they sat down catches his attention; dropping the french fry in confusion onto the container as the retriever attempts to nearly trip someone over as they walk by. “shit — sorry,” he moves down the seat and places a hand between liberty and their leg, trying to coax her off. “maybe she wants y'to sit here – share your food with her. dog tax."
winter was trying her very best to have a very normal day. so she sat, surrounded by every quilt she owns, on the coziest spot she could find at bianchi farms. green eyes scan the sky, small smile prematurely lining her lips. if today had to be her birthday, at least she got a shooting star or two out of it. “it's kind of exciting, isn't it?” said to no one in particular, and anyone who would listen. “i mean, a perfect view of a meteor shower? in our own little town? that's gotta be really lucky, right?” and, god, was she in need of a little luck.
liberty is leading the way around — this is her territory for as long as rory has worked here, wasting no time in greeting others she comes across. rory is just here for the fun and aspect of seeing a real, live meteor. they found a spot on the grass, placing themselves there and people watching. a voice is what catches his attention outside of making sure the golden doesn't attempt to steal someone's snacks. “do you think we're actually going to see it, though?” he tries not to sound too skeptical. “i always think t'movies make these things so much more .. ” searches for the words, “bigger than it is.”
LIBERTY BELLE MARCHISIO is rory's ultimate best friend and biggest protector; she's a three year cream-golden/fawn(?) coat retriever that rory found while volunteering at the animal shelter. she's a very relaxed dog, happy to be there with her person and sit there waiting for attention. she has her own instagram account: @ liberty_belle and as friendly as her dad. she goes by many nicknames, including but not limited to — bibert, liberty biberty, bibs, libby bell, libs, bibby, bibbles, wibblebibble, his little weeble wooble bobble, etc. he takes her care probably way too seriously and will stop at nothing to make sure she's all taken care of. it's extremely rare for rory and liberty to not be together; only if she's not allowed in an establishment or not welcome (why tf would u not welcome this sweet girl — ) . they got on 3 walks a day as per rory's new routine and can be see walking together around town, as he's currently not cleared to drive.
do you hear WISH ON AN EYELASH PT 2. BY MALLRAT playing? oh, that must be RORY MARCHISIO breezing by. i don’t know if you recognize them, but they look like JACK INNANEN to me. i heard that HE has been in town for TWENTY SEVEN YEARS which is crazy considering they are TWENTY-SEVEN years old. yeah, they live over on PENNY LANE, and i heard that they work as an CONTENT CREATOR / ANIMAL HANDLER AT BIANCHI FARMS (IN TOWN). i love that they remind me of FADED PEANUTS CARTOONS IN NEWSPAPERS, THE BELOVED GOLDEN RETRIEVER BY HIS SIDE, NONSENSICAL THRIFT STORE TSHIRT FINDS, but … ugh, their playlist is so weird. why is/are WHAT'S NEW SCOOBY DOO (muse c) in the queue?
↺ REPLAYING PIRATE RADIO BY JEAN DAWSON.
take heed: mentions of adoption, car accident, brain injury / seizures below.
full name. rowan everett marchisio (born sorenson). nickname. goes solely by rory. date of birth/age. august 23rd, 26. zodiac. virgo. location of birth. goshen, new hampshire. current residence. penny lane, cider point. sexuality/orientation. ????
mother. carys dewolfe (biological mother), technically a missing person. father. unknown birth father. sava alwai, preschool teacher. isaac marchisio, lumber yard owner. siblings. middle child of 12 - various. extended family. various aunts/uncles/cousins/family friends, inc. oliver alaya. pets. golden retriever named liberty. partners. none:p
► ACT I. ⸺ you're young and you're precious, hearts big as texas ...
rory doesn't remember his birth parents, but the story goes like this: teenage mother gets handed a bad deal, does what she thinks is best and puts her baby up for adoption. this is how he lands smack dab in the middle of 12 children — their own version of cheaper by the dozen, though desperately wanted and loved regardless of the amount of mouths to feed. sava was a preschool teacher at the montessori school that had opened up, leaving his job at the combined elementary school at the start of the new year. isaac was a semi-heir to a construction company, but he created an offshoot of his own, marchisio tools and lumber, which is kind like a home depot or lowes but focuses on area-owned and local businesses. they eventually expanded into 15 stores across new england, but their main shop is in goshen.
the family business – more offshoots concerning construction and home improvement, for some reason found itself in florida; then found itself building its station in ciderpoint by the time rory was less than a year old, and he hasn't left since — the family crowding into a actually decent sized house (but is any house decent enough for 12 people???) and begining to build roots here.
rory doesn't remember a time where he wasn't ridiculously doted upon; despite the sheer amount of siblings (and some that would come and go, as they were foster parents after all), he never felt slighted or ignored. with every person who would come or go, the love in the house seemed to get bigger. they weren't exactly flush with cash, but they were rich in love or whatever bullshit his dads liked to say. the children were encouraged to express themselves, moreso of a hands-off kind of parenting, willing to let them reap the consequences (as long as they weren't too dire – they could get a stomach ache from eating a whole box of gummies, but they weren't about to allow being in the back of cop cars). if this is a logical choice or because they had their hands full already is not here nor there, because his dads always showed up when he needed them.
► ACT II. ⸺ this is the story of my life and i think i'm finally getting it ...
rory is free spirited in the same way a golden retriever is — inhibitions don't exist, and he's willing to try anything once as long as it's not scary. childhood was spent playing in their hand-made treehouses, ‘fishing’ in the streams on their various acre home land and attending his older siblings sporting and other events. he's not the worlds brightest bulb, but he tries his best to be a good person at the very least. always trotting around behind his older siblings or holding a baby to his hip, the family is exceptionally close. taught empathy, humility and maybe too little personal space boundaries.
he's put into all sorts of activities, if not by his interest, than wanting to be the same as his older siblings (who he idolizes lowkey). from music, arts & crafts to sports – which he stuck with football all the way up until high school ended – there was nothing his parents didn't try to make stick. rory is a jack of all trades; good at some, best at none. his attention span lacks in ambition and he gets halfway through a project before it's abandoned. he has good intentions, but the actualities leave many things to be desired. there's no real drama; his life is actually kind of idyllic, which only serves him to attempt to grow into a good person — he's not perfect, and he struggles, particularly with dealing with social situations (diagnosed autism when he's 13), and tends to just be kind of out there. this, in his family at least, was never something to be ashamed of — always taught to embrace his quirks and differences, rory carries this with him; an unabashed sense of self, hoping to spread it to everyone else, too. everyone is a friend and deserves a friend (unless they're mean - but they still deserve love).
he stays in town all of his life; rory doesn't mind this. his mind doesn't wander to what else could be out there. he's settling roots of his own; investing in his future in a short-lived college career (for childhood education, he loves kids) and dropping out within 6 months because.. he's not fit for school. instead, due to the nature of his parents business, he starts as a ranch hand at bianchi farms - doing farmer things because he's more of a physical worker than anything else.
► ACT III. ⸺ this aint watertown & i'm on some alien ground ...
CAR ACCIDENT, BRAIN INJURY TW it was june 2025. the day was typical. sunny, late june, and rory was heading home — it wasn't some big thing. rory was driving through an intersection, younger brother in the passenger seat, then he woke up with his dads crying faces in his face. there's no memory, no recollection of what happened. rory has never asked. the idea of facing that head on is already too much, and he was in the hospital for days. it was kind of boring, really, because everybody kept coming to check on him, but they kept looking at him weird. his little brother – tanner, who's 21 — was fine. rory knows he took the brunt of whatever happened.
things were fine. then they weren't fine. constant forgetfulness, lack of organization, lack of general functionality were all big signs. rory knows something happened, and he's not stupid. the doctor's say it fucked up his frontal lobe, something something impact, but he doesn't like to hear it. very dismissive, ignores all of his problems in favor of trying to get his life ‘back to normal’. and he tries, but it doesn't work how he wants it to. continues to miss work on accident, loose things (couldn't find his keys he left in his car for 3 days), starting to pick fights with people after blowing up at them. it's gotten better, now, but not perfect.
he changed jobs to something less laborious — animal handler instead, as he loves animals regardless. currently apart of a channel with his friends finding spooky mysteries and it brings him more joy to have a purpose, something fun, to do — constantly worries about how he's perceived after it all. wonders if people are treating him differently, but not enough to notice. doesn't want to be treated any differently just because something happened, but can't verbalize this. becomes upset (sometimes without reason) when he thinks this is happening — always feels bad after, but he's trying his best. there's been a lot of changes in the past year.
► EXTRAS. ⸺ in my generation, in my constellation ; moon & saturn ...
nickname rory comes from when he was a toddler and couldn't pronounce his own name. no one ever really bothered to correct him – too endeared, i guess, but that's what he goes by. rowan is only really used if he's in trouble or someone is trying to get his attention.
obsessed with love and weddings -- tries to set his friends up which ends up horribly because ??? bro, relax. will take things the extra mile and start planning his friends weddings in his head, dates and locations and all. should probably go into that as a career ngl. sometimes he gets so hyperfixated on this for some reason (he wants love).
is also an insane blabbermouth. DO NOT TELL HIM ANYTHING — his brain is kind of a defunct game of telephone at this point, he gets things confused and facts mixed. he will make more mistakes than humanly possibly because of this. he will spread the rumors you tell him with earnest (doesn't realize he's not supposed to) and then be confused why people are upset with him.
he's a bit of a lag behind; slow on the uptake, but he'll get there eventually. he's exceptionally great at research, and is a semi-good teacher depending on the subject. thinks in abstracts and word associations more than anything else, and some people find it weird or off putting. it's just how his mind always works. color coordinates sometimes and other times he just choses comfort over everything; is a terrible multi-texter due to his thoughts lapsing from either thinking too hard or taking a dial-up minute. i promise he's trying lmao give him a bit
the worlds sweetest guy; in elementary school, was given the award of everyone's friend which is just about his biggest description. confrontation makes him nervous and he tries to keep the peace whenever he can. anxious when people are upset, or thinks they're upset, and tries to do anything to make sure it's all smoothed over by the end of the day. kind of annoying about it ngl
is the middle child of 12 — exactly number #6, and it shows. he's very go with the flow, letting things happen kind of guy. he's so used to bending to the whims of others that he's never really had much of a chance to explore his own wants or needs in a meaningful way. slowly starting to do that now that his life isn't based around his family but still experiences decision paralysis, which makes things hard.
BRAIN INJURY, SEIZURE TW / tbi has been … not great. officially diagnosed, but belated and begrudgedly. struggles a lot with light and noise sensitivity, organizing information and making sure he fully understands what's going on. all over the place despite trying to keep it still, sometimes his sentences don't make sense. lots of reminders in his phone (forgets to make them) and in his house (forgets to write them). gets a lot of headaches but can work through them for the most part. has developed focal impaired awareness seizures due to the accident, but tries not to show anyone; these don't have any known triggers, and can happen at any time. people just think his memory is lapsing. definitely does not let people know when he's struggling — he's the 'happy guy'.
loves animals. eventually will probably be working at a non-profit for them or a shelter of some kind. trying to convince oliver to adopt more cats, but he just has his beloved golden retriever named liberty who joins him at literally every place he can get her in; it's weird if liberty is not by his side. she is very very very beloved and often referred to as his daughter - he takes her care very seriously. more than his own. she's 3 years old and the love of his life, only accepting applications for her step parent thank you!
he is not the brightest bulb – brain injury notwithstanding – but he means well. instilled in him since babyhood to be a good person, do good by people and make sure your crew is taken care of. fiercely protective of his friends and family. trying to branch out and work on himself and grow a bit of a backbone but it's slow going. a very very lovey puppydog kind of guy. big dog who thinks he's small enough to fit in your lap kind of deal.
weirdly obsessed w/ collectables. his grandparents used to watch them as kids, and his meemaw would show him hers and talk about her beanie babies. he thinks theyre soooooooooo cute. the idea of selling them sends him into a homocidal rage.
► CONNECTS. ⸺ you know i'll go if you go if you're cool with that ...
family — adopted siblings, former foster siblings, cousins, by - marriage: the marchisio's are a big family regardless of how you slice it — i like to imagine they planted a lot of roots, so i think it would be fun to have some family afoot. open to really anything, including siblings of his parents (nephew rorybear..), and not-related-but-might-as-well-be! i have a really specific wanted connection for an older sibling (think they were kind of opposites, so they had some kind of fight before this sibling left town) but after his accident, they returned for support, now they have a weird kind of limbo happening.
adults (non-fx): roommates!! this would be relatively new, as i think rory would want to get out from his dads' house due to .. everything that changed. i like to think they're a silly bunch of people who do silly little things.
ex friends: they used to be as thick as thieves until something happened. plenty more to be plotted.
antagonistic connections!!!!: give me people who think rory's annoying, maybe he spread an accidental rumor and fucked their shit up, maybe they have beef with his siblings, etc etc.
now i curse your acqua di gio: these guys were exes, and something happened — i like to imagine it was some kind of puppy-love high school thing, but they both kind of fell face-first and fast, but the relationship ended just as quickly.
who do i call now?: this person and rory were … something. he's not sure if they ever were officially something, but they were extremely close, and at a weird point of ‘emotionally together’ and acting like they were dating without the label. at a certain point, they became fraught, and their tether broke - now they're kind of in that weird i'm mad at you limbo.
liberty's godparent: liberty is his 3 yr old golden retriever who is essentially his child — this person and rory are close enough that in his will (google document), liberty goes to them. maybe cute childhood besties or something.