[itseverettfisher]

remifisher​:

Worry turned into annoyance when she realized the person she’d bumped into was her brother, who was obviously faking an injury to stress her out. She was naive, but she knew what to expect when it came to Everett and Jacob. “Idiot. Serves you right for sneaking up on me. Don’t think I don’t know what you were up to,” she told him with narrowed eyes as he pulled her in for a hug, therefore squishing the pot she had worked for hours on. “Careful with the costume! It won’t stay awesome if it has an Ev shaped dent in it.”

“I think it would be even more awesome if it had an Ev shaped dent in it.” Everett smiles down at his baby sister, really pleased to see her. She was one of the few people he missed when he was away. “What? What was I up to? I’m offended you think I was up to anything other than wanting to say hello to a stranger who looks exactly like my sister.” 

He keeps smiling. “How are you doing?” 

[cooldreamerbatgiant]

[itseverettfisher]

rxse-shxw​:

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“Hm?” Rosemarie has to wrack her brain to find his meaning, physically feeling the answers like puzzle pieces click together when she remembers the costumes. “That fight must have happened while I wasn’t looking.” She frowns, hoping what the man says isn’t true. “This priest, describe the priests eyebrows,” she requests casually, eyes narrowed with familiarity.

“And I’m an angel, can’t you tell?” She brushes her fingers across the home-made hallow above her head, turning her back to him a moment to flash elegant, blush pink wings. Though regarding the rest of the costume, it’s essentially frilly lingerie, and Rose wears it with pride. “Seven years, you’re not a murderer are you?” She asks with mirth, inching back for affect. 

“The priest’s eyebrows? I dunno. Eyebrows. What the fuck else do eyebrows look like? He was pretty frowny I guess but other than that.” Everett downed the rest of his rum and coke in his red cup and threw it to the floor, not really caring about littering. 

He studied the woman carefully, eyes lingering probably a little too long before he nods. “Ah yes, an Angel. Would that Angel be Lucifer or are you more of a Michael type?” Everett laughed. “If I told you what I was in for, I’d have to kill you.” He was joking, and winked at Rose. 

[thelottierhodes]

@itseverettfisher​

Lottie had a couple of people she was meeting throughout the night, people she’d told she’d look out for and Everett was one of them. She was single, and free to do whatever she liked - so meeting up with a couple of ‘friends’ she’d met on apps wasn’t frowned upon.

She’d been walking around taking in all the sights but now she’d settled upstairs on one of the couches in the virtual graveyard when she spotted Everett. “Hey you.” she waved him over and patted the seat beside her. “I don’t know if I should take it as a bad sign when you think the place you’re going to find me is.. a graveyard.” she giggled tucking a blonde strand of hair behind her ear. 

“Well.. your pictures do not do you justice do they?”

[itseverettfisher]

Tinder, Everett had discovered, was a great app for him to meet women to have a quick romp in the hay with and then never speak to them again. He didn’t care if they were a little bit crazy in the sheets, or if they were crazier in the streets, as long as he could fuck them and go it was all good.

This was his plan with Lottie, who approached him with confidence (something he liked, instantly) and Everett smirked behind the red cup he was drinking vodka straight from.

“They don’t, you’re right.” He agreed with a nod, looking Lottie up and down. He bit his lip. “But yours don’t either. I guess we’re both hotter in person. We should sue the internet.”

[itseverettfisher]

“Did you see the fight between the priest and the flamingo? Honestly, I swear there’s some kind of rude joke in there somewhere but I’m way too fucked to think of one.” Everett gestured to where the flamingo head lay dented and abandoned on the floor where the scuffle had happened. 

“So what are you supposed to be again? I’m 90% sure I recognise it but I have been in prison for 7 years so jog my memory, would ya?”

@slchat​

[remifisher]

Remi stood in the dark backyard, clutching her beer and desperately trying to find anyone she knew. She was used to standing alone awkwardly at parties, but standing alone awkwardly at a party dressed as a human plant was another thing entirely. It took feeling out of place to a whole new level. As a stranger pulled out a guitar and started playing, she decided she’d had enough of the outdoors and to try her luck inside. Turning around a bit too abruptly, she nearly took off someone’s head with the fake leaves of her costume. “Shit, that keeps happening,” she muttered, looking at the stranger apologetically. “I’m so sorry. Please tell me there isn’t any permanent damage done.” @slchat​

[itseverettfisher]

Everett knew his little sister as he spotted a human plant standing alone and rather awkwardly outside as everyone else partied. He’d taken the Deadpool mask off now; it made it easier to talk and drink. As he approached her, getting ready to shout Boo! and hopefully scare the living shit out of her, Remi turned and bumped straight into him. 

“Ahhh! Fuck, my eye!” Everett held his eye, pretending to be hurt until he laughed and shook his head, bringing his hand down from his face. “I’m just fucking with you, Rem.” Instead, he yanked her in for a hug and pulled on the leaves afterwards. “I was just coming to say hi. Didn’t expect to get attacked by your awesome costume.”

[itseverettfisher]

firefighterdallas​:

“Professional opinion? Just attempted murder, can’t be arson if you didn’t start the fire,” He’s less of a stickler for the rules when they weren’t the sort that would require his line of work. If Everett wanted to go flamingo flaying, that was some law-man’s problem. 

“Don’t think this one in particular’d be the most appetizing. He’s been maturing for about fifty five years, which is a little too long for my tastes,” He pauses to drink some of his beer, his next question almost sincere. “What dumbfuck let you out, Fisher? Or is this party going to end up broken up ‘cause you’re on the lamb? Ain’t nothing to me either way, heads up would be nice though.” 

“If I started the fire, then?” Everett suggested, pulling the lighter from his pocket. “Just, you know, went up behind him and lit the thing on fire? It’s probably very flammable.” He was mostly joking, of course; Everett didn’t exactly feel like getting locked up for murder. “I could even represent myself in court.” 

Like that went well last time. 

“Hey I served my time and got out for good behaviour. It’s not my fault the justice system is so fucked up they let you out for pretending to be a good boy behind bars. Let me tell you, you should be locked up for that awful costume you’ve got on. At least draw some fucking cat whiskers on your face or some shit.”

[itseverettfisher]

SLHALLOWEEN: everett fisher as deadpool

[itseverettfisher]

firefighterdallas​:

“An abandoned house, drunk folks, fire, fireworks and a party on Halloween have historically always been a great combination,” Dallas bemoans, stood where he could usually be found – by the fire. He pries off the cap of a beer bottle with the end of his lighter, flicking it in the grass as he looked towards the abandoned house from where he stood in the backyard. 

“I’d bet ten dollars easy that Thanksgiving’ll come early when the Flamingo ends up face first one of these fire pits and gets cooked.” 

@slchat​

“D’ya think it counts as arson or attempted murder if I go up and push the flamingo into the fire myself?” Everett asks, several beers deep now and really not caring if he ended up back in jail. At least for the night. “Never had flamingo before. Maybe it’ll taste good.”

[itseverettfisher]

jacobfisher​:

“Who the fuck let you out?” Jacob asked. It was a joke, except for the fact that it absolutely wasn’t. Jacob had known that Everett was scheduled to be released from prison soon – good behaviour or whatever – but Everett had never given a firm date, or a time, or a place. He hadn’t given any indication whatsoever that he’d be showing up, bag in hand, like he was fucking staying. 

Jacob turned slowly on his heel, watching as Everett made himself comfortable on the couch. “What the fuck, man?” He asked, blinking at his brother in disbelief.  “I called you like three days ago and you told me you didn’t know when you were getting released. What the fuck are you doing here? I could’ve fucking picked you up, or cleaned up or some shit.” 

Everett wouldn’t care if his apartment was messy, Jacob knew that, but still, he hurried forward to start cleaning shit off the coffee table – soda cans, the remnants of ground weed – just regular adult stuff. “You should’ve told me.” 

And everyone thought Jacob was the disorganized one. What a fucking joke. 

“I wanted it to be a surprise.” Everett gave his brother a shit-eating grin and kicked his legs out onto the coffee table. “You gonna offer me a beer or some shit or am I gonna have to get it myself?” 

He watched his brother clean up, really not caring if the shitty apartment Jake called home was tidy or not. It was better than prison. Most things, if not all, were. Something caught Everett’s eye, though, and he got to his feet, walking over to a set of golf clubs that stood in their bag in the corner of the room. Letting out a low, impressed whistle, Everett picked up one of the clubs and inspected it.

“Didn’t know you played, Jake.” He looked over at his brother. “How much did these set you back? You rolling in it now?” Everett rolled his eyes, waved his hand at Jake. “Yeah, yeah, I should’ve told you but I’m here and now you have a roommate. Me.”

[itseverettfisher]

Life outside of prison was... nice. The fresh air, the freedom, the food. The only issue was he had nowhere to stay. Everett knew that his brother and sister were staying in Oasis Apartments, and figured they’d let him crash there for a while. He’d start with Jacob. Everett would rather live with Jake than Remi anyway. It would probably be easier, and Remi was more straight laced than Jake. 

Oasis Apartments looked like an utter shithole, but he found that he seemed to do well in shitholes. 

With a rucksack full of his things, the only things he owned, Everett made his way to the apartment he knew Jake was living in and knocked on the door. When it opened, Everett spoke.

“Hey Jakey boy!” He grinned. “How are you doing? Can I come in? Thanks.” Everett pushed his way into the apartment and looked around, dropping his bag on the floor and jumping onto the couch, relaxing back and looking at his baby brother.

@jacobfisher​

[rxse-shxw]

Yes, the dull little moaning was coming from Rosemarie’s table and perhaps the other patrons were becoming concerned but she didn’t have the sense of shame to care. American food, always such a disgusting wonder; always a greasy beautiful hot bed of salt and fat and pleasure. She was ravenous for the burger and fries, but pressed each carefully cut bite to her lips like it would be her last. “Mmm-okay, you,” she turned her attention to the nearest patron or person, “you have to try this. Tell me you’ve never had better.”  

[itseverettfisher]

Everett was enjoying every single piece of food he could get in his mouth. He was shoving fries into his mouth faster than he was chewing and swallowing. Even shitty, greasy diner food was better than prison food. Anything was better than prison food. 

He heard a voice next to him, telling him to try it, and raised an eyebrow. Everett wasn’t one to say no to free food. “Alright.” Everett took his took and stabbed it into one of the cut pieces of food and popped it in his mouth despite his mouth still being mostly full. “So good.” He agreed with a nod before he helped himself to another bit of the stranger’s food.

[itseverettfisher]

[ EVERETT FISHER. 37. MALE. HE/HIM ] is here! They’ve lived in Silver Lake for [ 7 YEARS ] and are originally from [ CHICAGO ]. They are a [ UNEMPLOYED / CRIMINAL ] and in their downtime love [ EXTREME SPORTS ] and [ READING ]. They look a lot like [ RYAN EGGOLD ] and live [ IN OASIS APTS ].

NAME: Everett Matthew Fisher AGE: 37 BIRTHDAY: June 3rd HOMETOWN: Chicago, Illinois GENDER: CisMale ORIENTATION: Heterosexual PROFESSION: Unemployed, former Lawyer

BULLET POINTS:

Oldest Fisher sibling. Jacob and Remi are his younger siblings.

Growing up, Everett liked order. He followed the rules and did everything to the best of his ability. He was smart and had ambition

Everett has strong morals and does what he believes is best which is ultimately his downfall

Went to Harvard Law School and passed the Bar first time, landing himself a job at a prestigious law firm in Boston, MA aged 25

 Got disbarred aged 28 after getting himself involved in some criminal activity in order to further a case along, i.e. he bribed and threatened plaintiffs to try and win cases and impersonated other people (see: Alan Shore, Boston Legal). 

Everett moved out west and ended up in California and became involved in crime

Was sentenced to 10 years imprisonment at California State Prison Los Angeles County for charges including identity theft, assault, grand theft auto and possession of class A drugs

Served 7 years and has recently been released. Upon hearing his family are in Silver Lake, Everett moved there and is now crashing with his younger brother in Oasis Apartments

Has absolutely no idea what he’s going to do with his life - probably just go back to crime

more to come when I figure stuff out but that’s the basics!!

[cowboyhudsons]