location: full moon festival
starter: @taosstarters [open]
the festival was wrapping up, and he'd spent it with his head in a bin. he'd been convinced by his sister to accompany her on the zipper. he should have not had three of those deep-fried grilled cheese sandwiches. when he emerged from the home that he'd made, elsie was nowhere to be seen. he didn't see any children around, with most families going home when the sun set. the vibe was changing to a more adult set up, people filtering in and out of the bar. people looking for a perfect spot to look at the full moon.
the day was moving slower than ever despite work being busy. already having enough on their mind, and work being filled with what felt like mediocre tattoo ideas and a couple piercings, riley just needed something to distract them from life in general. there had already been a wave of clients wanting to change their designs or sizes a million times before actually settling, and riley was way behind schedule for the day. not that they really cared all that much â it was the only tattoo shop in town, so where else were people gonna go? theyâd have to deal with it. having taken a quick break and squeezing in a smoke in the alley out back, riley made their way back into the shop and up front, a small sigh leaving them as they leaned against the front desk. âalright. whoâs next?â
there's a little girl standing on one of the chairs in the front to look closer at the art on the wall. in the chair next to her is a fifty-year-old regular who is staring at her with a bemused look. on the other side of the room is some uni grad, flipping through a magazine. at the sound of riley's voice, it's the student who moves into action. he crosses the room and scoops up the kid, bringing her with him to the desk.
"we are just gonna ask about piercings." he says it out loud like he's trying to convince riley - or the little girl who pouts and looks back at the art. âi didnât know if i made an appointment, or if it's something that takes like a minute to do."
( joe keery, cis male, he/him ) the stowe ski resort welcomes AUGUST âGUSâ ROGERS-BRUNSWICK! theyâre a 25 year-old HEIR. the staff says theyâre quite APPRECIATIVE, but i heard they can also be pretty NAIVE. rumor has it that HEâS THE GUARDIAN TO HIS LITTLE SISTER, and they like to spend their free time LEARNING HOW TO COOK. ( madge, 25, est )
name: august roman rogers-brunswick
nickname: gus, wick
age: twenty-two
gender: cis male
pronouns: he/him
orientation: bisexual
birthplace: manhattan, united states
current residence: taos, new mexico
family: lionel rogers-brunswick (father, deceased), jean rogers-brunswick (mother, deceased), daniel rogers-brunswick (older brother, deceased), eleanor rogers-brunswick (little sister)
faceclaim: joe keery
traits: friendly, respectful, sad, naive, spoiled, lost, grieving
alignment: neutral good
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second of three, august was the prince of nothing. The Plan⢠was for danny to get trained up to take over the company from their dad. there was nothing planned for august, other than getting caught in the safety net of the family's success. he wasn't really good at anything if shredding the self-esteem of your peers in school doesn't count.
but, there was a conference in california. the plane went down colorado, wiping out half the family⌠and the three people who would have any idea how to manage. a fortune lands in the hands of the fuck-up, and the custody of his little sister. he lived a sheltered life as a rich boy, but he was sheltered from the other side. with the defenses down. he got pecked by the vultures swooping down on the company. his parents' executives, his supposed war council, told him how much of a disappointment he'd be to his family.
a month later, he and elsie packed their things into his car and gus drove as far as he could (subconsciously, in the direction of the plane crash), ending up in taos. it's not as though no one knows where they went, he uses company credit cards, and fields phone calls from the c.o.o.
presently:
he was a dick, but he's lost everything that mattered to him. he's been stripped to this version of himself that tiptoes around all topics
he's still learning how to take care of lil sis and himself
he takes anti-depressants
does this place have a stray issue? there were paw prints in the snow...
plotting:
neighbours. gus has asked for a favour every day since he's arrived
from his past. the rogers-brunswick are new money from nyc, if someone knows him from there. or in social circles that gus would tread
executives. if your new boss fucked off to some ski resort, you'd go after them.
