( elizabeth gillies, 19/unknown, she/her ) welcome to san francisco, ELIZA CERRATO/PESTILENCE. rumor has it they are a HORSEMAN, from REPRIEVE, but only they could tell you the truth! they reside in the BETA district. when i close my eyes, i think of them and imagine FRESH TATTOOS, BLOODSTAINED SKIN & HURRICANES.
NAME: eliza cerrato.
NICKNAMES: e, cerrato & bitch.
GENDER: cisfemale.
ROMANTIC & SEXUAL ORIENTATION: pansexual/panromantic.
AGE: 19.
BIRTHDAY: 27th of december ( sagittarius ).
HEIGHT: 5’ 7”.
OCCUPATION/STATUS: student.
ETHNICITY: caucasian with some italian ( subject to change should she body jump ).
HAIR COLOUR/LENGTH: brown, medium to long dependent on the time of the year.
EYE COLOUR: blue-green.
PHYSICAL BUILD: slim, some muscle but not over built or appearing to have the strength she does.
NEGATIVE TRAITS: cynical, evasive, aggressive, stoic ( doesn’t often show her emotions ) & impulsive.
FEARS: confinement & fires.
PERSONALITY
She’s callous and absolute, tends to be blunt or doesn’t care enough due to some self oppressed need to believe that nothing lasts and she’s going to lose whatever she has at the time. She’s kind beneath it all and loyal to the people she loves the most; something that speaks far more for who she is than the wall she puts up due to her years in the foster system and a few bad run ins when she was on the streets. She’s a tough cookie because that’s what she had to become to survive: she couldn’t be the naive little girl who kept getting fucked over.
BIO
tw mentions of: alcohol abuse & drug abuse
RELATIVES: alexandra domer ( mother - werewolf ) & nathan oliver ( father - human ), apollo oliver ( half brother - witch via his mother ).
So young eliza grew up in boston, her mother attempting the single parenting route and her father had left far before she was even aware of who he was. Her mother did her best for the first five years but addiction is sadly a cruel disease and in the end having a child became too much for her. So eliza ended up in the system at five, moving from foster home to foster home never quite settling because she felt lost and angry but back then she had too much trust that people cared.
Her longest foster home was with the troubadour family, kind bunch but strict. From the humble age of ten up until 15 she had a family, not the perfect one but one where she got to understand normality and what it was to have a father. Of course at some point the aggression that is a part of the werewolf curse beat her ass; she became a troublesome teen, almost burnt down the family home only to find herself with a fear of the confinement fire offered. They demanded punishment but the only punishment that would slowly approach was entering a foster system that wasn’t kind to girls her age. So she ran.
The streets weren’t nice and she kept to herself for a year, barely getting by. It was a fight over money she’d worked hard to collect that left her with a triggered curse: a push too far that ended in murder and more running. She was terrified and naive enough to fall into the hands of anyone that needed someone like her. She thought she found a safe place, met a member of a pack that offered refuge. It was more cult than pack; it ran primarily to get money for the group, give to the group and get safety in return. She wouldn’t have left it and would’ve certainly remained there if it wasn’t for a saving grace, a passer by who happened to understand her and want to help ( he was also smart enough to not fall into naive choices ). He became an older brother figure, even within her struggle and anger...the walls she’d put up. He was sort of an anchor so to speak. He kept her safe until she was old enough to cope and then kept his distance as to not be overbearing.
PRESENT - RUNDOWN
she found herself at the salvatore boarding school for a while, making friends with a select group of chaotics who seem to understand her. she was originally a werewolf but due to her involvement with gang business ( via the chaos of friends and their families ), she found herself in survival mode and in the body of a horseman. hence the present chapter in her journey, bringing her to reprieve.