IO SALMA SOSA. TWENTY. ARTIST. ROBBER.
i’ve never F O O L E D anyone. i’ve let people fool THEMSELVES. they didn’t b o t h e r to find out W H O and W H A T i was. instead they would invent a CHARACTER for me. i wouldn’t argue with them. they were obviously l o v i n g somebody i WASN'T.
Success. Dylan, typically a charmer, was pleased when Isa agreed to the little arrangement, moving to dip his hand in the pool and drip a bit of water down the back of his neck, running his fingers through his hair and humming, “Vegan huh? I tried to go vegan but it’s not really the cheapest, and also the texture,” His knows wrinkled some, “Not for me, but that’s cool though, I really like vegan ice cream, and the hotdog stand I hear has killer veggie dogs so,” He was rambling, another trait his mother always told him would get in him trouble, a motor mouth she called it, always running away from him and spouting out every little thought that crossed his mind. He turned his attention back to her when she spoke again, brows furrowing some in thought… “Macy… Ophelia… oh and Gina,” Dylan listed, holding a finger up for each girl, “and there was Robin, but her hair is more like, turquoise? There’s a lot of blue haired girls running around Vegas you know? Though I think you might be my favorite,”
“I mostly just eat vegetables. I used to grow my own back home.” Isa takes a hit before adding, “Sometimes I eat salt and vinegar chips. Which are pretty cheap if you just stick to the knock off brand... A veggie dog does sound pretty good though...” Isa glances at Dylan as he drips water down his back, suddenly reminded of her half of the deal. “Oh.” Isa quickly puts both the joint and the popsicle in her mouth, a bit of a balancing act but one that’s required for her to cup her hands in the water and carefully pour it over Dylan’s head. She does so three times before she pulls back with a nod, drying her hands on her shorts before she’s pulling both the popsicle and the joint out from between her lips, taking a second to lick away the melted popsicle form her lips before she’s blinking and glancing to Dylan to ask, “wait, does it still count if it’s not a bucket?” Isa puts the joint between her lips again to take another hit, blowing lazy rings of smoke out of her lips as Dylan goes through his list. She admires them a second before she turns back to Dylan with a blunt, “so I’m just another blue haired girl on your list. Wow.” She’s teasing, although most people wouldn’t be able to tell, considering neither her expression or inflection change. “I mean how do I know you didn’t tell Gina the same thing?”
It took him a second to settle the excitement in his chest, a silly thing it was, for him to get so worked up over any pretty girl, his mother always told him it was a curse, falling in love with every beautiful face that smiled at him, or in this case, glowered. Dylan gave Isa an actual bright smile though, hand extending upwards quickly, presenting her his join, eyes squinting from the sun, “I will let you finish this off, but you also have to grace me with your presence for a little longer, nothing better than a pretty blue-haired girl and a joint in the pool on a hot ass day right?” Dylan taunted playfully, a boyish grin on his face as he shrugged, “Plus I’ll even buy us some food from the vendor across the street, I heard he’s selling shaved ice and hotdogs, it’s like summer’s already here, it’s fucking great.”
Isa considers the offer thoughtfully despite knowing that it was all around a pretty good one. Dinner, a joint, and six dollars, and all she has to do is pour water on a guy and sit by the pool with him? This is easier than the time she sold her underwear. “Alright.” Isa replies with a nod as she reaches forward and takes the joint from his fingers, smoothly moving to sit down beside him. “You’ve got yourself a deal. You can keep the hot dog though. I’m vegan.” Isa brings the joint to her lips as she slips her legs into the water, humming at the cool sensation as she takes a deep drag. She glances over to him a second before she’s pulling the joint away from her lips to blow out a smooth stream of smoke as she curiously asks, “... how many blue haired girls have you had by the edge of this pool?”
It was a hot day. So hot in fact that despite having his legs dipped into the pool the blond still felt like his blood was boiling, like a Sebastian in a pot meeting his demise from the hands of the hungry French chef. “Jaysus Christ,” The dragged out the words dramatically, ashing the joint that was once dangling from his lips onto the hot concrete, glancing up when a shadow was cast over him, “I’ll pay you six bucks to go find a bucket and just fully drench me, I’m two seconds away from dying of heat stroke.”
while isa wasn’t used to the heat, she enjoyed it. something that most wouldn’t guess considering she was from nebraska, but it was true. instead of staying inside of her air conditioned motel room isa got appropriately dressed (i.e. in a pair of cut off shorts, a bikini top, and a pair of massive heart shaped sunglasses) and decided to explore a bit. after all she was on vacation. she is in the process of casually circling the rv lot and making her way through a cherry popsicle that the motel owner kindly gave to her when she hears him. curious at the exclamation isa makes her way over, glasses obscuring a large portion of her face as she looks down at him. isa doesn’t so much as budge as he makes his offer, popsicle still held tightly between her lips as she observes him before she pulls it out her mouth just long enough to monotonously say, “... hmm. sorry but my life saving services aren’t that cheap.” isa licks artificial cherry stained lips and slips her sunglasses overhead, allowing them to pull blue curls away from her face as she bluntly asks, “what else you got to offer?”
okay so,,, since it’s 4am i am going back to sleep i think dfkdksd but i will be back to reply to more starters tomorrow friends ily all and if we haven’t plotted yet hit your girl up
feet in the pool and a joint dangling from her lips, virginia halloway was content. contentment wasn’t a feeling she was quite used to, especially not as of late, but the setting las vegas sun on her skin and the tiny high she was feeling put her there. a movement behind her pulls her out of her thoughts, and she turns around, grinning, “hello? y’come to share?” wiggling the joint playfully, she raises her brows.
isa hadn’t come to share. duffel heavy over her shoulder and footsteps near silent, she hadn’t planned on stopping until she reached the safety of her hotel room where she could shove her duffel bag of spraypaint somewhere where the housekeepers wouldn’t find it. but the offer of a joint is enough to make her pause, no matter how inadvisable that might be, and after a pocket of silence isa drops her duffel heavily by the edge of the pool and plops down beside the girl with a nod. “okay.” isa reaches out for the joint expectantly, meeting the other girl’s eyes as she tonelessly slyly asks, “... are you usually generous with your weed?”
( amanda arcuri | she/her | demigirl ) hey, you hear wannabe by why mona playing over on the 1st floor? that’s where isa sosa lives! i heard they moved in from red cloud, nebraska exactly four days ago. they’re very intuitive but also pretty blunt. maybe that’s why davie keeps calling them the occultist. starlit is full of people, but this twenty year old is really going to liven things up around here! ( nomi | twenty one | she/her | est )
ayo everybody it’s ya girl nomi coming at you a second time with my chaotic bby isa! i love her and i rarely get the chance to play her so i’m honestly hype. down bellow is the nitty gritty about her! please give this post a like and i’ll slide into your dms, but tbh i’ll probably do that anyways skjdsjk
SHORT BIO
isa’s actual bio is long as hell and also in a really weird format idk why I did that to myself but anyways here is the short form
isa lived in a small town in nebraska pretty much all her life. she was raised by her (horrible, neglectful) mother alone until she was six and her mother abandoned her. she was then taken by the police and given to her grandmother because her father has never been in the picture
her aunts and grandma literally never knew who this man (her father) was either??? like literally no one knew who he was and everyone was honestly convinced that even isa’s mom didn’t know for sure either if you know what i mean like? isa still doesn’t know who this man is until this day and tbh she doesn’t really care
isa was taken in by her grandmother (gemini or gem for short) and aunts ( persephone and venus) and pretty much raised by the three women above their family shop
the sosa’s owned a fortune telling shop that also sold new age merchandise like crystals and talismans etc. isa actually comes from a family of ‘psychics’ (like her aunts are fortune tellers, her grandma was one, her great grandma was one, etc. the only one who really broke the pattern was isa’s mother) so she was always kinda surrounded by weird things and told weird things.
she worked front desk at her family shop since she was about six and would honestly probably still be working there if she didn’t move. was the worlds worst receptionist for years.
anyways isa was bullied pretty heavily during school when she was younger because she was different. she didn’t really act or dress like the other kids did so they picked on her until isa basically put a stop to that by pretending to cast a spell on a girl who was bullying her. she used pigs blood that her grandmother helped her get from the butcher (her grandmother actually helped her come up with the fake spell if that tells you anything about their family) and some really impressive acting for an eight year old in her little performance so yeah people left her alone after that pretty much for the rest of her school career. she probably traumatised that little girl a bit too big rip
so yeah isa never really had many friends through school, a bit of a social pariah, you know how it goes uNTIL she left nebraska and made some of her closest friends, but i am waiting for said friends before i write up how she met all of them!
before finding her little crew isa’s closest confidant was actually her grandmother growing up. isa still calls her often to let her know what she’s up too. she’s one of the few people who completely understands isa in and out
isa ended up leaving nebraska for art school on a scholarship she never in her wildest dreams imagined she’d get. while she was in art school she was working as a personal assistant for a billionaire art curator who was a dick tbbh i’m not going to even lie. he was horrible to isa and everyone else, cheated people out of their money, stole art, took from charities, the whole lot of it so isa started a plot with some of her friends to rob the asshole blind, and that’s exactly what they did. now they’re here at starlit a few million dollars richer and trying to lay low. isa honestly is no stranger to stealing, honestly she’s a bit of a klepto, but this is the biggest robbery she’s ever done. she’s not particularly nervous about getting caught because they did cover their tracks really well so she’s kind of treating this like a little vacation even though she shouldn’t smh
CLIFFNOTES
born io salma sosa (yes she was named after the moon)! has gone by isa since her aunt gave her the nickname as a kid though. uses she/her pronouns although she doesn’t fully identify as a girl.
Isa true love is art. you can pretty much consistently catch her doodling.
Speaking of doodling, lets talk about doodling on things you shouldn’t (what a smooth transition amiright), Isa is lowkey a graffiti artist. She’s one of those people who thinks that art shouldn’t be contained and that it should be free, so she tends to spray paint and draw everywhere. She has yet to get caught but not from lack of trying on the police’s part. Isa tends to cause a fuss wherever she goes with her graffiti considering that Isa’s art tends to be creepy to say the least (she tends to go for the gory and freaky over the pretty) and people tend to take pictures of it, put it on instagram and twitter and the like. Isa’s actually made quite a name for herself in the online community, with people commenting on her art and discussing it (kind of like banksy but nowhere near as big). They tend to refer to her by a few different names (scythe, tweek, creep, etc) and they have really yet to decide on one. Isa, being the troll she is, occassionally joins the online debates for fun (if you were wondering, Creep is her favourite)
Like I said, Isa is a bit of kleptomaniac (she used to steal out of necessity, and she still kind of does when necesarry (although she won’t have to as much now considering she’s Rich), but sometimes she also does it for fun), and she doesn’t actually have the healthiest relationship with her emotions (which is what tends to happen when you know, trauma happens) but like catch this girl at therapy over her Cold Dead Body, she’ll die before talking about her feelings she really will
Like I said earlier, the Sosa family are psychics and sell new age retail (you name it they have it and they’ll at least try to con you into buying it.) that said, honestly, they aren’t real psychics. One of Isa’s aunts knows she isn’t and has gone full con artist with the whole thing, and the other thinks she can really see and sense the future which is just a whole other thing but ANYWAY isa is kind of in between them. she doesn’t fully believe in everything but she will charge you a twenty to read your aura yk
apparently chaotic evil according to a test i did one time so there’s that. also an aquarius
has the emotional range of captain holt but like if captain holt was a tiny latina yk
also only 4″11?? not even five foot?? amanda arcuri is tiny af y’all
fun facts: loves aliens, is bi as hell, is also a vegan, very liberal as you might guess, has picnics in cemeteries and might lowkey seem kind of emotionless but i promise she wants to be your friend so please hmu if you wanna plot, although knowing me i might just hit you up first
WANTED CONNECTIONS ;
exes (maybe a past hookup that’s kind of like a ?? what are you doing here situation? also maybe even a full on we dated and broke up what are you doing here situation. i haven’t settled on where isa lived after nebraska and prior to living here so this is open to everybody because isadora sosa (not her name but dfmdf) is bi as hell send tweet
a Muse (someone who isa kind of makes isa itch for a pen yk? isa could be secretly drawing them from afar while she’s bored at the hotel.)
party friend (isa likes to party a lot more than most would expect so if anyone wants to get high and host parties in the hotel room with isa or even go out dancing with her she’s down) cliff, abba
enemies (someone who hates isa that isa is just kind of ??? about because isa doesn’t understand conflict a lot of the time tbh)
someone for isa to influence i guess?? isa kind of tends to be on the morally grey side a lot of the time sO KJDJKD if anyone wants to allow isa to drag their muse into some shady situations step right up elsie
partner in crime (isa’s already got her girls but i figure this person specifically will sneak out of the hotel with isa at night and help her tag maybe? maybe this person is a fan of isa’s online graffiti personality?? idk i feel like this could be fun) malia
fwbs, neighbours, and anything else under the sun i’m hype.
hi there it is i, nomi, late as usual sdjsdjksd but i am here and i’m super excited to plot and write with you all! i’m going to try to throw together an intro for both my kiddos really quick and then i will be back to love on all your muses!
