𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐔𝐏 from their phone to meet the other with a smile, not even phased by the cool tone they were greeted with. “Hey! Yeah, I can walk you there, actually. I was headed out anyways.” Olive was always excited to help newcomers settle into life at the hotel, as they just adored living here. “Have you visited Chicago before?”
odd was always wary of people going out of their way for him, figuring that they only just wanted something from him. however, here, he was sure that no one would know who he was. therefore, he nods his head and clutches onto his suitcases. “ah, no. this is my first time. i’m actually here to work. i’m going to be a life saver and yelling kids not to run by the pool.”
Jack is dressed for the gym- its one of the few days that he gets off early enough to start at the gym when he runs into a not-so-familiar face. It startles him, but he’s noticed plenty of new people around lately, so he offers a warm smile. “Oh, uh, yup- you’re actually walkin’ the wrong way. This is the direction towards the gym, pool, and such. I can take ‘ya to the front desk, if you’d like. Basically live here at this point, pretty sure I could do it in my sleep.” Jack laughs softly and extends a hand, not minding the unlit cigarette, but more interested in the guitar, “Jack- you’re new, I’m assuming. Resident or employee?”
he cocks his head to the side as he looks at the male, almost pensively. he scrunches his face up in confusion before speaking. “wrong way,” he thinks out loud. “but i didn’t see anything up there, only a big ass reception desk, like what is THAT doing there? this is a hotel,” he says dumbly as if its a fact that anyone should know. he follows the other nevertheless, swiftly introducing himself with a smile. “i’m odysseus, but my friends just call me odd. so i guess--that’s what you can call me too. and yeah, i’m an employee. im gonna be a lifeguard, saving people and stuff.”
mason had just finished with his last client of the day and he felt great to finally be off. as much as he loved his job though it was just a much needed breather from the sounds of the plates hitting one another after someones rep. the brown haired boy walked out of the gym area in tank top that was ripped on the sides, showing the sides of his abs and his hair sweaty and all over the place. he was on his phone when he heard someone stop him and he looked up. “oh yeah, dude it’s right over there.” he said with a smile and pointed to the desk.
he was misdirectional and dysfunctional, eyes a red tint as he dumbly turns in the opposite direction. he nods his head and smiles. “bet,” he says quickly, a note of happiness ringing in his voice. he starts heading in the opposite direction, humming a coarse tune while bobbing his head. “thanks!”
he didn’t have much, just his guitar strapped to his back and two suitcases. ratted hair and an unlit cigarette hanging from his lips as he bounds aimlessly through the hallways. his dumb ass !! walking right past reception but still wondering where the fuck to check in. a clever mind would’ve figured out that check in would have been at the entrance, however this was one thing odd was not !! approaching the first person he sees, he stops them coolly. “so, you wouldn’t happen to know where i check in at, right?”
hey hey, i’m treble and this is my baby odd. he’s a walking talking meme so please bare with him. also this is my first time rping on tumblr and like a year so im a BIT rusty. also !! like this or hmy if you want to plot !
Champagne, Cocaine, Gasoline
tw: death, tw: drugs
Odd Della Robbia, better known as Odd, had everything he ever wanted, rolling out of bed at 2 pm, a shot burning his throat to start the day. He was everything that his brother was not. A waste of talent as his father would call it. An edetic memory being traded for a tattered notebook. Pages of lyrics pressed with ink at 4 am at whatever club he ended up in.
And although his success was great, but it was never enough for his family. Never as good as his twin. His brother inheriting the company and Odd left in his shadow. And jealousy was terrible but envy is even dirtier, driving him to do the unthinkable.
It was a rainy day, soft pellets of water dropping on their windshield. Odd was driving, brother in the passenger seat. Yet another argument about how he should try harder. How he should just abandon his dreams. And Odd had enough, he was so fucking tired. Taking his eyes off the road for a split second to offer a deathly glare. One that was more lethal than he ever thought.
Days spent in the hospital. Days that Odd never showed up to. Days until they turned into dust. A funeral with a missing brother.
That’s why Odd needed to get away, needed to fight the guilt that was clawing at his insides. Forget everything that was behind him, he would start a new life. That’s how he found himself filling out an application as a lifeguard even though his attention span was that of a fly.
Odessyus Della Robbia, better known as Odd, had everything he ever wanted, rolling out of bed at 10 am, a shot burning his throat and a scar tearing at his heart.
Personality
He’s a very very strange boy.
Always carrying his skateboard and a redbull.
Extremely funny.
Will do anything for the entertainment.
This of Andy from Parks and Rec.
Wanted Plots
childhood friends - someone who knows odd and knows his brother ( and maybe someone he confides in.
fwb - someone that odd has a flirtationship with and obvs. hook up with.
rivals - someone who kind of mimics odd’s brother and makes him very envious.
