“Of course, when I go to a Fashion Show in Las Vegas, a fucking bar crawl has to happen,” Carina sighed as she shifted her weight to one side, a cursed, piercing stare coming through her eyes. The fear of being left out always resulted in a negative emotion when she was a child, but over the last few years, all of her emotions had melted into one all-encompassing emotion; a smooth kind of sass, bordering on flirtation. “So... how are we gonna make up for that, hmm?” @crimsonstarters
the dead look in delphine’s eyes should have been the only indicator that the customer standing in front of her needed to tuck tail and run out the front door. instead, they continued to stand in front of her, making a scene about the price of one of del’s guns. finally fed up, delphi pulled her handgun from it’s holster and placed it on the counter, muzzle pointed towards the current annoyance. a smirk pulled at one corner of del’s mouth as she watched them tear out of the store, nearly taking the door off its hinges as they ran. reholstering her weapon, delphine turned to the next customer. “sorry ‘bout that. sometimes words just don’t get the job done, ya know?”
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Carina couldn’t tell anyone what possessed her to just walk into the store. Maybe it was the curiosity, the idea that this was something her parents would absolutely die over if they saw her. The headlines would ruin them; SECRET DAUGHTER OF NYC STARS FOUND BROWSING THROUGH GUNS. It’s not like it went any further than that... at least not until she saw the woman so much as vaguely use that thing to make peace for herself. “That...” she nodded very slowly, “... was probably the best thing I’ve seen all day.”
“ oh, please do sit.” it may sound sarcastic coming from cleo, and it might look less than enthusiastic as well–but she may have woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. to the point where everything at the moment is irksome. “ sorry, i think that came out wrong. you’re more than welcome to join me.”
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“Oh, so it’s you too?” Carina asked as she raised her eyebrows and took a seat, avoiding awkward eye-contacted and connecting with other people. “People say I’m bitchy too all the time. Depending on the perspective, I’m either trying to help or I’m actually just being a bitch.”
location: random café , lunchtime [ Neutral ]
open to: everyone @crimsonstarters
“Alright, that’s it.” Rye had been trying to enjoy his coffee and mind his own business, sat at a table outside with the puzzle page from the newspaper laid out in front of him and a pen between his teeth. However, after countless minutes of him trying to ignore it, the constant stare someone directed at his face was starting to burn a hole in his skull. He folded up the newspaper, ignoring the numerous headlines about the crimes committed around the city, and dropped it on the table, crossing his arms on top of it and semi-glaring right back at the other person. “What the hell is so interesting about my face?”
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Carina was waiting to see how long it would take. Well, that was one of her intentions for lingering so long with her honey hues, head rested gently on the palm of her hand. She’d gotten there first and wanted to see if Rye, one of the only guys who was actually in her life, would take notice that she was even there. Maybe it stemmed from a need to be noticed, or maybe she just wanted to play the game... or maybe she just enjoyed the view. The dark hair, the way his hands moved to clutch a newspaper... a newspaper? The hell? she thought. These temptations weren’t meant to be heard aloud, but that only meant she had all the room in her mind to play. He turned and she grinned, “Aww... now, now, if Lizzo heard you talking about yourself like that, she’d be so disappointed in you.” She playfully pouted and sat back in her chair, holding her cup of coffee in her hand, “I was wondering how fucking long it was gonna take for you to notice me.”
( vanessa morgan, 26, cis female, she/her ) Have you seen CARINA TORRERO around ? I hear they’re an ESCORT who can sometimes be GREEDY & IMPULSIVE. But I also heard they can be DETERMINED & ADAPTIVE if you catch them on a good day. They’re usually hanging around LA CASA DI MATEO in their spare time. I sure hope they’re alright ! ( mandy )
Hello all! I’m Mandy and this is my child, Carina Torrero She’s… a lot, so bless your soul for finding your way to this intro.
Full name: Carina Cecilia Torrero
Nickname: Care, Cari, C.C.
Age: 26
Nationality: African-American
Religion: N/A
City of birth: Montclair, NJ
The current place for living: Chicago, IL
Job title: Eden Escort
Married? No
Spoken Languages: English
Birthday: October 30th
Does she own a home? Yes
B A C K G R O U N D : ( updated March 20th, 2021 )
When Carina was adopted by the Torrero family in Montclair, NJ, and was originaly seen as a blessing to her family. But after infancy, that all changed. Charity Torrero, her adopted mother, was a big broadway star, making history with 4 Tony awards for best actress in a row. David Torrero, her adopted father, was a center fielder for the New York Yankees and later retired to become the team’s broadcaster. While they hoped for a quiet life outside of the city, EVERYONE in Montclair, NJ knew who the Torreros were. But it meant nothing to Carina because she always felt like her parents careers always came before her. She didn’t look like her mom and dad, so when she went to events, security pushed her to the sidelines before her parents handlers set the record straight. No one believed her parents were the great Charity and David Torrero, because they were never there to prove it.
When Carina went to Drexel University to get her degree in fashion design and marketing, she planned on spending the first year goofing off and exploring what the world has to offer her. In a city like Philadelphia, it was easy to get lost in the hype of pre-game drinking sessions and post-game parties, getting sucked into hook-up culture and living as thought she’d never have a chance to touch this many people all at once.
Getting out of college, Carina’s parents offered to let her stay with them till she rooted herself in the city, and she tried it for a bit, thinking that, as a fully grown adult, her parents would respect her more. She started doing modeling on the side and ended up getting commissioned for a huge gig with a very risqué magazine, which had the baseball and Broadway communities in a buzz. That was the beginning of the end.
A headline from the 2017 Tony Awards set the city in a frenzy; CHARITY TORRERO’S SURPRISE DAUGHTER THROWS A HISSY FIT. Carina’s mother confronted her at the award show, telling her to stop making a name for herself, otherwise it would overshadow her own parents. She lost her cool and did, indeed, throw a hissy fit at her neglectful parents, who abandoned her so often that the news media didn’t even know she was their daughter. After that night, she knew she was done with it.
Before the media had a chance to interview her, she had packed up her things and moved away to a new city, where nothing that happened in New York even mattered. She wanted to hide, she wanted to thrive, not as Charity and David’s daughter, but as Carina... all by herself.
Family:
Sisters or brothers: None.
Wife or husband: N/A.
Children: None.
Other important persons: Roommate(s)
Physical Characteristics:
Addictions: control, power
Bad Habits: acting only for the good of herself
Color of Eyes: brown
The color of Hair: black at the roots, blonde at the end, with pink highlights (she dyed her hair to help her hide)
The color of Skin: black
Dialect: american accent
Does the character drink regularly? always
Does the character have any disabilities? no
Does the character prefer any proverbs? “the most important thing is to enjoy your life and be happy” - audrey hepburn
Does the character smoke? sometimes
Good Habits: open-minded, forward thinking, tidy.
Height: 5′3″
Hobbies: reading, working out, instagram, binge watching, skin care routines, healthy eating Is she wearing
Glasses? no
Is the character healthy or does he have any diseases? she’s healthy
What’s the style of the character? (modern, outmoded): sporty and sexy. is almost always wearing a sports bra, leggings, and sneakers.
Mental Characteristics
Education: Bachelor’s Degree in Fashion Design and Marketing
Intelligent or not? smart enough. she picks things up quickly.
Fears: being misunderstood and ignored, also spiders
Life Goals (next 5 years): get a mansion
Life Goals (next 25 years): own a fashion empire
Self-perception: idk she’s just trying to keep it all together
Assumed external perception: she knows people think she’s either great or a bitch, there is no in between.
Self-Confidence: extremely confident (but crumbling inside)
Rational Or Emotional: rational
How could you upset this character? compare her to her family
Wanted Connections ( all based on crazy ex-girlfriend/galavant songs )
any of these could be filled with gang affiliates of any kind !! It’d be fun to see how a gang affiliate would spice up these connections !!
PLATONIC
FRIENDTOPIA: Carina loves very few people on Earth. They’re the Joey/Chandler/Monica/Phoebe to her Rachel. They do practically everything together, as they spend pretty much every waking second together. They’re her roommates (they can work at Eden with her, but it’s not required).
LET’S GENERALIZE ABOUT MEN: a bitch-type group of friends that get together, sometimes drink, sometimes shop, or sometimes just share gossip and personal thoughts about what the hell is going on around them.
SECRET MISSION: They say the enemy of my enemy is my friend. These people mutually hate someone and often come up with different ways in which they can make this person suffer. But it’s all just in good fun…… or is it?
OFF WITH HIS SHIRT: Any of the men she’s been with exclusively through Eden. Her “regulars” or “visitors”, if you will. She gets paid quite heavily whether she offers sex or just her general company.
MAYBE YOU WON’T DIE ALONE: Carina is the self-proclaimed Hook Up Guru of Chicago, so she’ll definitely attempt to hook you up with that person you’ve had your eye on and it sometimes isn’t subtle. But sex makes her happy, so helping her friends get laid makes her happy too.
AFTER EVERYTHING I’VE DONE FOR YOU: This person has gone to hell and back for Carina, yet she shows little to no gratitude towards them. It’s only a matter of time before their lid pops right off.
FACE YOUR FEARS: These are her older friends who help her figure out her shit and she ACTUALLY listens to them because she just trusts them more than anyone else.
GREG’S DRINKING SONG: Drinking buddies!! A lot of the instances Greg mentions in the song can basically just be different scenarios they’ve gotten themselves in.
ROMANTIC/SEXUAL:
IT WAS A SHIT SHOW: A bittersweet ex-boyfriend. They really didn’t have any choice but to end things. He has some things going on in his life, Carina wasn’t anywhere near ready for a monogamous relationship. They both agree… it was a DISASTER.
SETTLE FOR ME: Someone who, stupidly, has a crush on Carina and he literally doesn’t have a single chance in hell. I just think this kind of energy would be hella hilarious.
STRIP AWAY MY CONSCIENCE: One of the guys that she regularly hooks up/hooked up with. Maybe even dated, but it wasn’t anything more than sex, really. They’re still friends to this day.
SEX WITH A STRANGER: This is pretty straight forward. All of her hookups. I’m just gonna list them here for data purposes. They coulda been friends before or barely know each other. Honestly, if she avoided everyone she’s ever had sex with, she’d never leave her house.
ENEMIES:
MAYBE YOU’RE NOT THE WORST THING EVER: Bitter, toxic exes. This was one of her first real and intense relationships that happened in a time when she was the most vulnerable and unprepared. It ended HORRIBLY when they lashed out at each other and it’s hard to let those feelings go. If they can get over their own pettiness, they can at least hope to be frenemies.
JACKASS IN A CAN: People who really just DON’T think she’s all that. They thinks he’s very stuck up and don’t fall for her charming, blunt persona in the slightest. I’d just love someone to call her out on her bullshit.
I DON’T LIKE YOU: General dislike and sworn mortal enemies kind of situation. We can talk over what happened between them, but honestly, it wouldn’t be that hard to find something that she did… or someone.
WHEW this was long, but go ahead and press some buttons if you like and wanna plot with her!!
he smirked to himself as the stranger snorted, at least someone was getting entertainment out of the little scene. the kid would most likely be fine in a couple minutes but kids none the less felt out of place for him, small things that went everywhere and needed so much at the same time. how can you really take care of such a thing? to be fair he didn’t do terrible with them with parental guidance around but damn, they were like a mystery box. “Well glad someone is liking it.. he isn’t obviously.” a slight nod to the still crying toddler.
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Carina shrugged her shoulder, continuing to dig in to the treat in her hands. “Babies cry all the time,” she stated, “Adults cry all the time. They all stop eventually, so why should we put our lives on hold if it’s not even gonna last?”
“Oh, sorry…” Miah tapped his fingers on the bar, his brow furrowed as he stared (randomly) at the lady’s lap, confused. “You’re on the clock?”
After glancing around, Miah still wasn’t realizing what she meant. He’d figured she meant the bar was paying her for something. Hosting? Just, like… being hot and chatting up men who were apparently there alone? Whatever. Couldn’t hurt to ask.
“Soooo.. what’s your job here?”
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“Yeah, kind of,” she said bluntly as she nodded her head. A frown came across her face, realizing that not everyone knew about the gig she had here. It was so simple to get wrapped up in her own bubble, that not being in it sucked. “Well...” she huffed a laugh, gesturing around the room, “This is Eden... I suppose you might either call me the forbidden fruit... or the serpent.”
myriam laughs, one of her hands wave–met with a then wide smile. “ wouldn’t that be weird of me ? but ! i did stop by to say hi, and say that we need to hangout really soon. it’s been too long ! ”
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“Way too long,” Carina sighed as she leaned against the counter, crossing her legs, “Where have you been?” she grinned, knowing how smug she’d sounded, and how people in her life knew that.
Rye had been there for reasons slightly shadier than the usual to visit a club. Some guy had pissed him off earlier in the day and a little digging told him the gentleman was a frequent at Eden. He was certain he could get close enough to hack the guy’s phone - turns out he was right and watching someone run out of the room, frantically shouting down the phone about bank details and private photos being leaked was rather satisfying. He was simply sat near the bar, enjoying a victory drink, when Carina approached ; a bonus to an already pretty good day. “What? I can’t come and see my favourite stripper at work?” A rare smile stretched across his face at the sight of one of the very few people he trusted and the more he tried to suppress it, the more he wanted to smile.
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Carina pursed her lips, raising her eyebrows in a sassy yet slightly threatening tone. It was amazing how much she could say with just her face, when it came to Rye. Over the last three years, he’d been one of the very few people she let close to her... which was what also made him one of the more difficult people to be around. Yes, she wanted him close... but she also wanted him close... and the temptation was delicious. But out of all the things Carina wished to corrupt, her friendship with Rye was not one of those things. “Who’s this stripper?” she teased, raising one eyebrow, “Someone I should know about?”
angel didn’t usually go to eden. but she’d definitely needed to blow off some steam and eden had good drinks as well good faces to look at it. she spotted one of her friends and smirked. “well hey there pretty lady. oh you know me. gotta make some sort of entrance. having a good night?”
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“No kidding,” Carina complimented as she scanned Angel’s dress up and down, “This look couldn’t be just for me... hoping to see someone else?” She winked. She was the last thing from a matchmaker, promising love and marriage, but she was one to help secure a good lay. Infamously, she’d self-proclaimed herself as a “Hook Up Guru”. Except that she couldn’t even be that for herself tonight when she needed it. “Well... the crowd is tough, I’ll give them that... and if I strike out for the night, then I strike out.”
Perplexed, Miah turned his head, just to make sure she wasn’t talking to someone behind him. After turning back, he pointed at himself, mouthing “me?!” once it became clear that, yeah, it likely was him whom the lady was addressing with her… cryptic.. ‘proposal’. Fuck’s sake, she was looking right at him. A ‘proposal’.. was what that was… right?
“Pt, no… I don’t speak in code.”
“Why,. . were you picking something up? From my body language?”
‘Cause, yeah, were I looking for something from you, I would’ve ‘just asked’…why?! Do you want ‘some time alone’ with someone?”
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Carina had to learn how to master the inner eye roll. that is, rolling her eyes in thought instead of in action, since that was terrible for business. It wasn’t any sort of policy, it was just based on her own experience; no money ever came in from being a bitch. “It’s just business,” she hummed, leaning against the bar counter, “It’s nothing personal. A girl’s gotta get the job done when she’s on the clock.”
Location: Eden ( neutral )
Time: Evening
Open to: Everyone!! @crimsonstarters
A slow night. Needless to say, the contact that had initially reserved Carina’s services for the evening was running late... about an hour late, to be exact. But she needed the pay for the night, so there was only one thing to do... freelance. Time to scope out the action and see who was feeling a little bit generous... or greedy, depending on the person. She was in the middle of her stride when she’d recognized a face, a grin prowling onto her lips. “If you wanted some time alone with me, you could’ve just asked,” she teased.
++ open || location: random diner || neutral territory || @crimsonstarters
“ but that’s half the fun of eating at a diner, isn’t it?” she asked, turning her head to glance out the window. hand clasped carefully around the ceramic coffee mug, hair drifting in soft waves over her thin shoulder. “people watching. wondering who they are, what they’re doing, what makes them tick.” a light smile spread over her lips, a glance cast the way of the person sat beside her. “i used to work in a diner just like this when i was a kid, it was pretty fun, y’know? telling what kinda people they were by how they took their coffee, all that crap.”
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Carina hummed as she sat back in the booth, glancing slightly out the window into the darkness of night, the mirage of lights from both outside and reflected from the inside forming a portrait in her mind. Someone who both was Carina and wasn’t at all, wearing a vintage dress that went up to her neck and down to her feet, fitting loose and flowing, her hair in a low ponytail, neutral lipstick. How things had changed. “Life’s always a bit sweeter...” she mused before she grinned, turning her head back to her companion on the other side, “when you can dig up other people’s dirt.”
Danni was in the back of the eden some inventory to make sure everything was in order one they see that everything is here they write it all down with a smile on there face. “Now what should i do now that i’m done?” they asked themselves. @crimsonstarters
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Carina was doing what she did best, she sat at the bar and was the generous volunteer to taste test cocktails. She loved to give back, especially when there was something for her in the end. Overhearing her boss, she set down her glass and flipped her dark hair over her shoulder, “Is it inappropriate to offer a drink to a hard working person before the business hour starts??”
He genuinely wanted some sweets but he told the couple coworkers that asked where he was going that he was out to get lunch perhaps some fear of judgment on choices. Definitely not a total lie, it was food after all. Forcing a sigh to pull him from his concerns, he shuffled to the side standing outside the window, with a cannoli in hand and box by his feet of goods to go finally content. Jensen was deep in his first bite when he accidently made eye contact with a kid a stroller. The mom sitting unaware of the stare off between the two.
Praying in his mind the kid didn’t cry, he wasn’t scary looking right? Slowly chewing in hopes it’d be like a t-rex and it wouldn’t see him if he didn’t move… The big eyes began to water though and he simply shook his head, turning slightly to the side to pretend he wasn’t apart of it yet fate once more kept him from escaping as he caught sight of an on looker. “–I swear that wasn’t me.”
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Carina rarely thought about other people unless it benefitted herself. She’d wasted so much time worrying about perceptions and how the world looked through another’s eyes that she’d feel herself going insane if she didn’t act completely selfishly. So she wasn’t watching out of concern or care, she was watching to be entertained. Maybe it was a sin, or maybe it was a virtue to find joy and in things that were derived from pain, but watching that baby cry over nothing made a laugh bubble up in her stomach, one that made her snort just a bit before she covered her mouth with her hand. “So?” she asked, raising her eyebrows, “It was funny.”
