( lizeth selene. agender. they/she. ) did you hear ? OCTAVIA MONTOYA is stuck in stonehaven for the for the foreseeable future … they've lived here for ALL THEIR LIFE and are known around town as THE LEADER, though back in high school they were better known for being voted MOST LIKELY TO CHANGE THE WORLD. if i'm not mistaken, they’re a TWENTY-ONE year old senior studying POLITICAL SCIENCE ( i really hope that translates well into their role as a MAYOR in the ‘new world' ). according to my records they were originally on the trip because they wanted to connect with others in a more vulnerable way — which checks out, given they’re CHARISMATIC, OBSERVANT and CONTROLLING. if you’re ever trying to find them, your best bet is to start at town hall and listen for someone humming eres by café tacvba. oh, and don’t forget to try calling out “captain” or picturing worn leather boots caked with dirt, a small notebook with hastily scrawled plans, the glow of a flashlight cutting through foreboding forest for extra help. let's hope the chaos doesn't get to them …
BASICS !
full name : octavia montoya
nickname(s) : captain, cap, tavi, vivi ( she hates this one )
age : twenty one
date of birth: december 2nd, 2002
place of birth : stonehaven, indiana
gender : agender
pronouns : they/them, she/her
sexual orientation : lesbian ( ladies they're 5'11" , dms radio is open to communication )
spoken languages : spanish ( first language, ), english ( fluent )
education : fourth-year political science major at stonehaven college
occupation : part-time grocer at mercantile ( previously ) , mayor ( currently )
PERSONALITY !
sagittarius sun. scorpio moon. taurus rising. entp. chaotic good.
positive traits : adventurous, passionate, courageous
neutral traits : blunt, independent, intense
negative traits : restless, possessive, overindulgent
tropes : only known by their nickname(s), action girl, gun twirling
THEN → NOW !
octavia was born on a frosty december morning in 2002, the youngest of three children, into a proud mexican-american ranching family in the serene south side of stonehaven, indiana. her father, santiago montoya, was a second-generation rancher who had inherited their modest family ranch. her mother, alma, was the glue of the household, balancing work at a local boutique with raising her children.
octavia’s childhood was steeped in the quiet rhythms of ranch life: waking up to the sound of cattle lowing, the smell of hay, and her father’s firm but encouraging voice as he taught her to ride a horse before she was tall enough to reach the stirrups.
even as a child, she was a force of nature—always the first to climb the tallest tree, the first to defend her siblings in schoolyard fights, and the one who, when playing pirates, insisted she be the captain. that’s where the nickname came from, initially a jest among her brothers that eventually became a mark of respect that stuck with her through the years.
the montoyas valued hard work and perseverance, but life wasn’t without its struggles. as the years went on, economic downturns and climate challenges forced santiago to shut down parts of the ranch. the family scraped by, selling off cattle and land bit by bit, but octavia was determined not to let the ranch—and everything it represented—slip through their fingers. she’d stay up late into the night, listening to her parents argue in hushed tones over bills, and it was during these moments that she swore she would become the person who could fix things, who could shoulder the weight of responsibility, no matter how heavy.
at maplewood elementary, she was the kid who organized lunchtime games and made sure no one was left out. in high school, their reputation as a natural leader flourished. they were elected student body president not once, but twice! that’s almost unheard of in their little town.
they excelled academically, particularly in history and government classes, though their grades occasionally dipped when their restless energy distracted them from homework. octavia was never just about grades; she wanted to do things. she organized charity events for the struggling families in south side, ran for office in statewide student government, and started a petition to save the local library from budget cuts. her efforts earned her the superlative “most likely to change the world,” a title she wore with pride, even though it made her feel the weight of expectations.
but octavia’s charisma wasn’t without its drawbacks. her bluntness alienated some people, and her intensity could feel overwhelming.
she had a penchant for risky behavior, like jumping off stonehaven’s tallest tree on a dare—an incident that left her with a scar on her arm and a lesson in limits she half-learned.
by the time they turned 18, octavia had set their sights on political science at stonehaven college. staying close to home was a practical decision—their family needed them, and they wasn’t about to up and leave for a degree. college life gave her an outlet for her ideals and a clearer picture of the systemic issues she wanted to address. she joined activism groups, interned with local politicians, and started dreaming of reforms that could help small towns like stonehaven thrive again.
they also began to explore their identity more openly in college. coming out was a liberating step, even if it wasn’t always easy in a town as small as stonehaven.
throughout college, octavia juggled academics, activism, and helping out on the family ranch, which had fallen into disrepair. their father’s pride meant he rarely asked for help outright, but octavia knew they were barely making ends meet. they began saving every penny from their part-time job at the mercantile and rationed their vices like smoking, aware they couldn’t afford to waste money on anything frivolous.
her tattoo collection became a way to reclaim her scars and tell her story: each design represented a lesson, a loss, or a victory. her brothers teased her about the ink covering her arms, but they also admired the way she wore her experiences so openly.
the trip was supposed to be a break—a rare chance for octavia to connect with others in a vulnerable, personal way. she felt like she’d spent so much of her life fixing things that she hadn’t taken the time to truly bond with anyone. she joined the group excursion thinking it would help her reconnect with herself and learn from others, even if she approached the idea of “team bonding” with a healthy dose of skepticism.
when the group returned to stonehaven and found it shrouded in eerie silence, octavia’s instincts kicked in immediately. she took control of the group, calming their panic while secretly mapping out every worst-case scenario in her mind. her first stop was town hall, where she set up base, gathering supplies and encouraging survivors to organize themselves into roles.
but beneath their composed exterior lies a gnawing fear: the possibility of failure. every decision feels like a gamble, and every crack in the group’s unity feels like a personal failing. despite this, they press on, fueled by the belief that leadership isn’t about being fearless—it’s about being brave enough to act, even when you’re afraid.
