the go getter girl

astrid "sassa" fiske. 20 years old. nyc born and bred. aspiring filmmaker.

[sassa-fiske]

{ ZENDAYA, 22, CIS FEMALE, SHE/HER } Is that ASTRID “SASSA” FISKE? A JUNIOR originally from MANHATTAN, NY, they decided to come to Ogden College to study ACTING & PERFORMANCE STUDIES. They’re THE GO-GETTER GIRL on campus, but even they could get blamed for Greer’s disappearance.

THE ESSENTIALS

Sassa has long since believed you shouldn't trust people, and she backs that up by being the absolute last person you should trust. Depending on who she is talking to, she has plenty of different personalities and motives to put out there, rarely acting like her true self or showing that she might not actually be quite the victim she paints herself out to be. She's manipulative and has perfected reading people, so she always presents herself as what they want to see her as. Long story short - she's insane.

CHARACTER INSPIRATIONS

Drea Torres (Do Revenge), Tashi Duncan (The Challengers), Alicent Hightower (House of the Dragon), Cassie Howard (Euphoria - specifically season 2), Vanessa Clark (One of Us Is Lying), Georgia Miller (Ginny & Georgia), Monet de Haan (Gossip Girl 2.0), Elide Lochan (Throne of Glass series), Misty Quigley (Yellowjackets), Quinn Fabray (Glee)

TV TROPES

THE GO-GETTER GIRL, Prima Donna, Drama Queen, Consummate Liar, Manipulative Bitch, Stepford Smiler, Becoming the Mask, Academic Alpha Bitch, Villain Has a Point, Moral Myopia, Never My Fault, Inferiority Superiority Complex

OGDEN COLLEGE 2022-2023

MAJOR:

Acting & Performance Studies

MINOR:

Film & Media Studies

EXTRACURRICULARS:

Cheerleading Squad (tumblr), Dance Team, Tennis (singles & doubles), Running Club School News Producer, Theatre Collective, Member of Tri Delt Sophomore Class Board

BASIC INFORMATION

FULL NAME: Astrid Fiske 

NICKNAME(S): Sassa, Sass, Sassy (by her father, usually)

DATE OF BIRTH: november 13th, 2002

AGE: twenty two

ZODIAC CHART: scorpio sun, cancer moon, pisces rising, scorpio mercury, virgo venus, capricorn mars

OCCUPATION: student at ogden college

HOMETOWN: manhattan, NY

NATIONALITY: american

ETHNICITY: white (unspecified) & ugandan

LANGUAGE(S): english

GENDER & PRONOUNS: cis female, she/her

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: mostly straight but there's def some homoerotic sexual tension there with a few ppl

PHYSICAL INFORMATION

FACE CLAIM: Yara Shahidi Whitney Peak Yara Shahidi Zendaya

HEIGHT: 5′4″

EYE COLOR: dark brown

HAIR COLOR + STYLE: she switches it up A LOT, but i do imagine her in braids or locs a lot. but basically zoya's hair throughout season 2 of gg is all ic for sassa

ACCENT + INTENSITY: lowkey why can I see her putting on a very subtle transatlantic accent

TATTOO(S): none

SCAR(S): TBD

PIERCING(S): one hole in each earlobe, helix in her left ear

GLASSES: yes, but she NEVER wears them

CLOTHING STYLE: prissy - lots of chanel

PERSONALITY

MBTI TYPE: INFP

POSITIVE TRAITS: intuitive, creative, sensitive, observant, analytical, kind, patient, determined, confident, mysterious, perceptive, loyal, passionate

NEGATIVE TRAITS: ...sometimes over-sensitive, relies on escapism, reserved, critical, vigilante, wary, ruthless, intense, blunt, rude, manipulative, psychotic :)

SKILLS: reinventing herself at the drop of a hat, trusting her instincts, being patient enough to play the long game

GOALS/DESIRES: to get a documentary accepted into sundance, that’s really...the end-all be-all for Sassa

FEARS: TBD

HOBBIES: manipulation

HABITS: TBD

SMOKES? not usually bc she doesn't like the smell, but she will to fit in bc of course she will

DRINKS? yes

DRUGS? yes - typically coke. but she won't do anything too mind altering bc she's such a control freak. occasionally will use adderall or the likes.

HOW SHE EMBODIES HER CHARACTER TROPE: THE GO-GETTER GIRL

Sassa is The Go-Getter Girl because once she puts her mind to something, she does not rest until she gets it. She can be utterly single-minded when it comes to her pursuits, to the point of it becoming a detriment. Don’t tell her that though. She is all about discipline and exceeding expectations. This pressure is almost entirely self-inflicted, but she’s set on achieving her goals, and is dedicated to maintaining the image and work ethic to do so. …mostly. She does have moments where her put-together image cracks and she lets go of control, which is usually followed by a reinvention, a somewhat new Sassa coming out, though the one thing that all the versions of her have in common is that they're entirely focused on their goals.

EXPANDED PERSONALITY:

TBD

CONNECTIONS

some wanted dynamics -

exes ! always more exes - sassa is the type of girlie who simply needs a significant other, and would rather be dating someone she didn't actually like than be single long term so !! a million exes !!!

specifically would love someone she dated or could date to get more popular :) and into the greer crowd (now that greer is gone ofc)

people she's using in various ways actually. the more sinister or slimy the better :) let sassa be insane :)

someone who is suspicious of her? like she's crazy, someone has to see thru all the diff fronts she puts up

i would literally DIE FOR a russ to her drea (from do revenge)

other than that, the norm - friends, enemies, fwb, the more angst & drama the better

RELATIONSHIP TO GREER: 

Greer and Sassa went to high school together. While Sassa was a grade below Greer, and they didn’t run in the same circles (read: Greer was popular, Sassa was not), it was much like Ogden - you couldn’t go to their school without knowing who Greer Morrison was. Even those who stayed to the edges of the social scene, kept their heads down and focused on their school work were unable to miss the glow from THE GOLDEN GIRL.

ABOUT SASSA

FAMILY:

family page tbd

SOCIAL CLASS: upper class

FATHER: TBD

MOTHER: TBD

SIBLING(S)? none, Sassa is an only child (wdym you couldn't tell?)

BIOGRAPHY:

full biography tbd

sassa's parents and greer's parents were friends, but despite the forced proximity, greer and sassa never liked each other growing up

and it only got worse as they got older

(i'm not saying sassa deserved any of it but also ...... like, she do be unhinged)

as the only child of two first generation immigrants, she had a LOT of pressure on her at all times. she basically is all of her parents hopes and dreams and reasons for being in america so....yeah, she has a heavy weight on her shoulders

she went to private school from pre-k all the way to high school graduation. and other than the whole sorta being bullied thing, she very much liked it. the uniforms were totally her aesthetic.

SOME FUN FACTS

sassa is not above using whatever she has to to get ahead. she'll play the victim card, use people without a care for their feelings, hook up with someone, literally nothing is too low for her

she has an eidetic memory and uses it for evil !!

she was definitely a broadway kid when she was, like, younger than 10, and did a part time role in some show. which one i'm too lazy to figure out rn, but kids at school probs made fun of her for it

she's also tried pretty much every sport ever, and would give them up with a tantrum when she wasn't immediately the best at it

despite what sassa says, deep down ..... is she really any better than greer?

literally a huge film bro. gone girl is her fight club.

in general, is hugely into media

it probably comes from like, the deep unrelenting inability she had to feel like she was capable of fitting in and the desperation to find a way to relate to other people her own age. but anyways.

she's literally unhinged !! that's what's important here

her favorite drink is a french 75

FALL SEMESTER TOUCHBASE

MONTY had mentioned at casino night that he heard the cops suspected DIEGO - and since Sassa has caught him in several odd situations, including breaking into a professor's office, she is a bit suspicious of him being the one who originally stole the notes from the investigation (that being how he found out about Diego)

MILO had to deal with the downgrade of Sassa as his new doubles partner this year, and she is trying to lull him into trusting her so she can know secrets - his, Greer's, anyones that he is aware of, really.

At Greer's birthday party, Sassa and LINK struck a tentative truce to work together, but because they're both manipulative pieces of shit, it's really a competition to see who can use the other more affectively. With sexual tension.

Sassa had been dating THE NAIVE NEWCOMER before Greer swooped him up last year - this year, with Greer gone, she did make a move again, a fact she is utterly denying since his expulsion/arrest/perp walk

Sassa found a note in the haunted house that said "GREER TRUSTED SOMEONE SHE SHOULDN’T HAVE"

She also manipulated her way through her second sit down with the investigators and made them absolutely believe she was trustworthy

Apparently G agreed, because shortly after leaving, Sassa received a text that asked if she had ever heard about Greer going into the planned parenthood in town

[sassa-fiske]

SASSA FISKE at the 2024 SPRING FLING

[sassa-fiske]

who: @walshparker when/where: spring carnival one evening

Parker Walsh was someone Sassa kept a distance from. Something about her - she was unapproachable in a different way fro Greer, and though she had typically just heard of the other girl being nothing but kind, that was more worrisome for Sassa. It was harder to read, harder to know what to expect. It had to be an act, right? But there wasn't much murmuring about the act breaking down. So...she kept her distance, watching her in auditions and rehearsals and trying to see through her.

But for this, she had feeling it was the only option. And she had put it off for long enough.

Sassa fell into step beside Parker at the carnival, flashing her a smile. "Hey," she said, a friendly smile on her face, like this wasn't out of the ordinary. "How are rehearsals going?"

[ollieinoue]

Spring Carnival sometime at night [ @sassa-fiske ]

He had bought one of those long rainbow tall twisty swirly candy on a stick things, whatever they were called, walking through the stalls absently looking around. He was tempted to buy one of the foam lizards that looked like it was walking when you dragged it around with you but he wasn't sure. Really difficult decisions cropping up at the Spring Carnival, honestly. The sun had gone down a little while ago, the neon lights on full display calling you in every direction. But Ollie saw someone that called him in their direction. "Hey," he greeted as he wandered over to Sassa, pulling the long lollipop from his mouth and holding it in her direction, "do you want a lick?" He asked, knowing what her answer was probably going to be. Still he swayed it in front of her face a little, before tilting his head, a shade of a grin on his face as he asked another question, "why don't you like me?"

[sassa-fiske]

Sassa paused, her head angling towards one shoulder, eyes widening in a combination of shock and innocence as she completely disregarded the lollipop Ollie was holding out in front of her. His question had come out of the blue - although Sassa knew that there were perhaps some reasons he could come to that conclusion, it's not like she had done anything lately to be particularly deserving of that. It was a stretch, to say the least. "Why would you ask that?" she replied, letting hurt creep into her tone, a wrinkle appearing in her brow. "I thought we were friends. Of course I like you."

[beckhoffman]

who: @sassa-fiske

where: circa 1972

beck felt like she was treading water. her unanswered text from g was burning a hole in her phone, her overdrafted credit card was burning a hole in her pocket, and the bottom-shelf vodka was burning a hole in the back of her throat. "and you know what else i'm tired of? having to pretend to support your friend who's dating an ugly guy. i'm not telling my friends their boyfriends are cute anymore when they look like creatures from the black lagoon. it's not feminist." and she'd forgotten that vodka made her a chatty drunk. "am i wrong?" she turned to the girl next to her.

[sassa-fiske]

A small curl came to Sassa's lips at Beck's vaguely directed question towards her. Had she purposefully slid into the bar stool when she had seen it open next to her? Absolutely. She had been playing it cool for like...fifteen minutes now, and finally, it had paid off. She turned towards Beck slightly, letting an air of surprise come over her as she let out a laugh before answering. "Is that a hypothetical or is one of your friends dating a particularly ugly guy? I feel like I should know that before I answer."

[magnolia-rhodes]

with: @sassa-fiske where: lola's dorm

Lola is sprawled out on the unused bed in her dorm that had, at some point between midterms, been fashioned into a makeshift sofa. There's a half-drunk bottle of orange wine on the floor, her own glass placed precariously on a bedpost, threatening to take a dive were she to turn too quickly. She hadn't meant to get drunk for this, had thought she could brave it sober, but as ever, she found herself opting for the easier route. Turning onto her side so that she is facing the other, she draws in a breath. "Do you ever, like, worry about what people you've never met would think of you?"

[sassa-fiske]

Sassa gave Lola a sharp glance over her shoulder, a wrinkle appearing in her brow. She was always worried about that - what people thought of her was the most pressing issue constantly on the forefront of her mind, she was always trying to make sure she was perceived in the light she wanted to be. Not that she'd ever admit that. Instead, she just took a sip of her wine, pretending to think over the question, considering her own answer. "I suppose," she said as she set her glass back down. "Maybe not specifically, but - situationally, yeah. Why do you ask?"

[montyrichler]

with: @sassa-fiske location: ogden's sports complex when: sometime after v-day, but before g's deadline

"I thought you were gonna go easy on me!" She'd said nothing of the sort. In fact, tennis had been Monty's suggestion, saying something cheeky about her needing to keep her game up or whatever. It didn't matter much how he'd goaded her into it now that it was just the two of them on the court, Sassa whooping his ass and Monty sweaty in a way that he was certain was unattractive. Another tennis ball whizzed by and he didn't even make an attempt for it, elbow throbbing and already trotting towards the center of the court. Lifting his borrowed racquet, he slapped it down on the net separating them, making it bow slightly while giving Sassa a very meaningful look, conveying just how done he was. "I surrender, you win all games for eternity." Had they even finished one game? Monty didn't think so, and he hoped Sassa didn't care, either.

[sassa-fiske]

“I think I’d win all games for eternity even if you didn’t surrender,” Sassa said lightly, the head of her racquet sitting on the ground as she spun it with her hand, the curl of her lips oozing smugness. What could she say, she loved to win. Even if there wasn't much competition to do so. "And I definitely did not promise to go easy on you," she said, picking up her racquet and walking towards the side of the court their things had been dropped on, considering he had calld it. Well, she might have, when originally agreeing to play. But this had been an idea, so she was pretty sure...she didn't. "Why did you even think you could play?" she asked, tossing a water bottle in Monty's direction, her eyebrows furrowing together a bit - did she have to worry about him dying on her? That would be so unfortunate.

[ironlvngs]

at this point, it was unsurprising when sassa barged into his room and made herself comfortable in it without invitation. link would remind himself to lock his door more often, but did he really want to keep sassa out of his room? though, this time around, it was annoying, as he was really trying his best to ignore the mess that was unfolding with g at the moment and get back to reading his book. he sighs and rolls his eyes, putting the bookmark in and tossing it at the end of his bed, before looking at sassa with a cold look.

at her question, he couldn't help but laugh. "i wish i kept a record of how many times we've said that to each other, in one way or another." lately, link's been the one slowly seeping out little droplets of truth to sassa, about certain things. he was beginning to feel like he was going to implode otherwise, with all the other noise around him. "and what would you like to me to be honest about, sassa?"

[sassa-fiske]

“And yet you’re still anything but honest,” Sassa said with a roll of her eyes - like the exact same couldn’t be said about her - as she crossed one leg over the other, lounging in the spot she had chosen to claim in his dorm. Her gaze on him was sharp, appraising, cunning as she considered him in silence. "Did you get a valentine?" she asked finally, her tone cool - clearly, she didn't mean any regular valentine. It went without saying who she was talking about.

[ironlvngs]

"you have a funny definition of the word decent." he replies, keeping his eyes locked with hers. eye contact — one of the key terms with sassa. it was always impossible to look away, the moment they both locked their eyes with each other. "but you didn't answer my question, sassa. or did you forget you had one since new year's eve?"

[sassa-fiske]

“I’m just using your definition, darling,” Sassa said, reaching out to tap a finger under his chin, a smirk still curled on her lips as her eyes stayed on his. "Or did you forget you've done the same?" she crooned, leaning in again, pressing her lips to his cheek once more before murmuring into his ear. "Enjoy your birthday party, Link," Sassa said, before stepping back, vanishing into the crowd before he could even stop her.

END.

[rhia-falla]

“Oh, you know,” Rhia said lackadaisically, as if discussing her plans later for the day and not potentially the other’s infidelity. “Must be pretty close if your boyfriend’s okay with you going on a date with another person,” she said with characteristic animation. Albeit, she knew how hypocritical the words sounded as soon as she said them, considering in essence that was her chosen career…

“Well, you have fun with that, love. Hope you don’t mind if I swing by later to say hi to your date,” Rhia cooed sweetly, all smiles as she showed a flouncy wave as Sassa departed.

[sassa-fiske]

END.

[montyrichler]

He hummed, giving Sassa a slow, keen look, as if in deep deliberation, but truthfully? He couldn't really say that he was upset to be stuck owing her anything. Monty was fairly certain they'd both caught onto that by now. It was just low stakes college fun, after all, with a frisson of sexual tension lingering between their every exchange. "I should've know," he started, sidling a little closer to Sassa, slim smile beginning to grow, "I bet you keep all the boys on a leash." Monty unwisely downed the last of his champagne, swiftly stealing Sassa's glass as well, and excusing himself to top them both off.

end.

[cinnamonfm]

That ever-so-familiar veneer of distance washes over her anew, an almost imperceptible shift in demeanour, seemingly having traced its trigger back to the word 'we'. Two years, two whole fucking years, and she still left chained to Greer's ghost. Dipping her toes into friendship with women in private was one thing, but to link arms at the elbows and stride back into the spotlight, as she and Greer had once done? Her and Greer had never been romantically involved, but it felt like cheating. As much as one could ever cheat on a best friend. A best friend who was missing.

But that was the imperative word. Greer was missing, but by no means gone. And any number of things intended to wield her status, the missing girl's best friend, as a weapon. G, the general student populace, that small voice at the back of her conscious mind that she fought with in the small hours. "You go," she says, taking a step towards her own bed. "I'm not feeling this outfit. I think I need to change."

[sassa-fiske]

Sassa was already standing and moving away from the mirror when Henrietta turned her down, pausing in her movement as she glanced towards the girl who had so often been someone she considered her arch nemesis. Besides Greer for a moment. She had figured when the moment broke, the tenuous olive branch would be broken along with it, but she hadn't expected it to happen...quite that sharply. Once the surprise past, Sassa offered a tight smile, the expression not reaching her eyes as she nodded her head once. "Sure. See you down there," she said, brushing past Heni out of the room, not glancing back.

END.

[anyaexe]

"I'll keep my mouth shut," they offer, in a way that seems to signify a promise, although the actual promise is left unspoken. In essence, it was more like this: I'll try to keep my mouth shut. But the thing about information was knowing when to leverage it. If you could utilise something for a greater rate of return, why wouldn't you? Part of them believes Sassa would get that.

They snap the book shut, getting to their feet. "Do you have my number?" She tilts her head. "Or my email? I'll send you something if I ever get a sense of things."

end.

[montyrichler]

Monty groaned, and not in pleasure as he would've liked. "Boooo," he jeered, expression scrunched as he reluctantly moved back from Sassa, a hand held out to help her dismount from the sink. Whoever was knocking, Monty was sending them every evil psychic ray of pain he could. He hoped they got cockblocked tonight, too.

"Oh, hang on -" Already partway out the door, he turned back to the bathroom, rushing to snag his forgotten jacket from the counter. He was still tugging it on when the huffy partygoer shoved past him and he was ejected into the hall, gaze already searching for Sassa only to realize that he'd lost her to the throbbing party. Yeah, that seemed about right.

end.

[zoyetagenda]

Whitney Peak

[ironlvngs]

getting a hard time from sassa was expected, but he also did know that she wouldn't be able to resist this offer, either. it always felt like there was a magnetic pull between the two of them, unable to steer away from finding each other in crowded places — even if it was just a glance, or a glare in their case, sassa was always in his eyesight if they ended up in the same room.

when they reached the balcony, link didn't turn any of the lights on. she looked ready to be devoured under the moonlight alone, and for a brief moment, link's eyes softened as he turned around to face her after shutting the balcony door. he takes a few steps forward, his eyes trailing over every part of her. when the distance was closed between them, he reaches out, toying with the fabric of her clothes on her shoulder, letting his fingers brush against her collarbone. "you know," his eyes meet hers, his fingers moving in smooth, small circles on her exposed skin, "it feels like i drank poison since i met you. you do something to me that definitely does not feel like it's good for me at all." though the words sound negative, he says it as if it was a welcome effect. he leans down, planting a soft kiss on the nape of her neck as his hands come to rest on her waist. "you look devastatingly stunning tonight." link whispers against her skin, reaching around the other side to place his lips softly along her jawline.

[sassa-fiske]

Perhaps it was a bad idea to give into Link, to let him lead their way to the balcony, but Sassa couldn't keep pretending she didn't want to. The push and pull of their relationship was intoxicating in it's own way, but sometimes, she wanted the reward of letting go entirely. And that night was one such case - though she did still keep her distance from the edge of the balcony. She hadn't entirely been joking with that one. And he seemed to understand that feeling, what with the likening her to poison. "What a compliment," Sassa said with a roll of her eyes, her chin lifting up and angling to expose more of his neck, an automatic response to the feeling of Link's fingers brushing over her skin.

She didn't speak again, letting them get closer, letting his hands settled on her waist as he pulled her in, lips finally finding her skin. "I know," she crooned in response, her own hands reaching up to just barely graze over their upper arms. It was easy to angle her head slightly as his lips were on her jawline, her lips just barely brushing his ear as she spoke again - "You know how I look even better?"

[rhia-falla]

“No, that’s so sweet! Have you been friends long?” Rhia asked overly friendly. Her eyes twinkled with the question she dare not ask; is that all? “Must be pretty close to wanna come matching and all,“ Rhia said with a sly smile. The words lingered stalely in the air before she realized how judgmental they might have seemed. “So cute,” she tacked on, bringing her shoulders up to her ears. She also had no idea Sassa had a boyfriend which made this whole situation with Monty more distasteful. “Oh wow. That’s a bummer,” she responded amiably. “He’s not the jealous type, is he?” she asked with a raise of her eyebrows and a watchful gaze.

[sassa-fiske]

Sassa's head angled towards one shoulder, her smile not budging even as she stared at Rhia a beat too long, the increased friendliness only being met with an increased chill in the opposite direction from her. "What do you mean?" she asked, voice purposefully rising, a girlish cluelessness infused into the words. If Rhia wanted to play that game, Sassa could absolutely play along - she'd play dumb until the other girl outright said whatever she was trying to ask with all the subtlety of a bulldozer. "Thanks," she cooed at the other girl before lifting her drink to her lips, the sip from it hiding the scowl that briefly crossed her face. "Anyways," Sassa said once she had lowered her glass, ignoring the rest of what Rhia said as she exaggeratedly scanned over the party. "I suppose I shouldn't leave him on his own for too long." Not that she really cared too much about actually finding Monty again. She just wasn't in the mood to be interrogated over her date decisions. Surely they had all had enough of that with the murder investigation.