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[camharris]

meet camryn harris // welcome to the catastrophic rpg.

                                          the basics //

full name : camryn adriana harris birthdate & zodiac :  december 30th & capricorn gender & pronouns :  cis female & she/her sexuality :  Panromantic & pansexual occupation :  council member hometown :  wears valley, tennessee

                                        deeper dive //

positive traits: Dutiful, tactful, realistic, confident, practical, driven negative traits: Subjective, headstrong, insensitive, secretive, opportunistic skills: Has previous combat and firearm training, navigation, investigation, water filtration, implementing rules and procedures alignment : lawful neutral myers briggs : istj - the logistician

habits :                            does not smoke [cigarettes] / indulges in the occasional cocktail [alcohol] / straight as an arrow [drugs]    

loves :                                solitude, cappuccinos, loose-fitting clothing, the outdoors, order fears :                               claustrophobia

                                         appearance //

height : 5′7″ tattoos : minimalist mountain range that wraps partially around her right ankle scars :  A few on her arms and legs from general hiking, but nothing serious piercings : She used to have her ears pierced so there are holes there, but they have long-since been removed.hair :  Reaches to just below her shoulder blades, has a slight wave to it and is a warm honey brown naturally highlighted from the sun. She often has it tied back in a braid or bun. fashion :                                          clothes -  anything comfortable for activity, cam likes to be able to move. no extravagant patterns, earthy colors, non restricting and breathable                     shoes - same as her clothing, athletic shoes are preferred for comfort and to keep her body safe for quick movements

                                        history //

(child death mention, violence mention, mild racism mention)

     Camryn had a very mundane home life, being raised in a middle-class town in suburbia with two very normal, kind adoptive parents. The origin of her birth is unknown, but she'd never found the desire to seek out any information on her birth parents. As far as Cam had been concerned the couple she was raised by were her true parents, and that was all that had mattered.

     She was often very quiet at school, not being bothered to make friends because she much preferred the company of animals or to just simply be by herself. Never was she bullied, save for the occasional snide remark about her history or for simply looking different than her classmates, but she was great and keeping herself undetected. Her father worked as a deputy superintendent of park service in the nearby Great Smoky Mountain National Park which led to many trips and experiences in the wilderness growing up. This spurred on a passion and an interest to pursue a career in park management as a ranger.

     Cam finished high school and went on to pursue a degree in outdoor recreation and parks management with a minor in natural resource management. While in college she'd met a fellow forestry major who shortly after spurred on a romantic entanglement. The two were always together when Cam wasn't too busy with her head in her books or enjoying solitude on mountain and forest trails. She graduated before him at the top of her class and then sought out employment in the same place she'd learned of her passion for the wilderness.

     It took hardly any time before she'd been called in for an interview with her father's name thrown into the mix. Camryn was then hired and entered the park ranger training course at the Tennessee Law Enforcement Training Academy. There she learned self-defense, firearms training, crime scene investigation, defensive driving, and much more.

     After landing the job and having most things in her life going so well, her long-term boyfriend proposed after a five-year relationship. She'd said yes because it felt like the right thing to do. They'd been together for so long as is anyway, why wouldn't she? But as time went on she went through the motions. It wasn't until a wedding date had been set that she felt that sense of dread in her stomach. She called things off quickly after, moved out, and settled into her own apartment closer to the Great Smoky Mountains and out of Wears Valley.

     It was about two months post-break up that she realized she was pregnant. Deciding the keep the child Cam kept things amicable between her and her ex so that they could share custody. After all, she didn’t want her child feeling unwanted or off in any certain way just because one parent was out of the picture. She gave birth to a baby girl she named Mikaela that she grew very protective over. She wanted nothing more than to provide her with the best life possible and then some.

     Her mother had passed a year before the outbreak, but after the apocalypse, Camryn rushed with her daughter back to Wears Valley to find her father in her childhood home. Her father, still distraught over his late wife, barely found a reason to keep on living until Cam showed up. They held it down there with the ranch style house far off enough from the main road to keep from getting overrun. It took over a month before walkers began making an appearance and two more before it resulted in her father losing his life to a small hoard and her daughter receiving a bite trying to help protect him. Camryn did what she knew was best and put her out, spent all the time she needed to grieve until she forced herself to get up and leave, and took to traveling out of there.

    She headed for the mountains first where human populations were scarce before the end of the world. This didn't mean she didn't find other survivors. At first she'd avoid contact if it could be helped, but it became obvious that sometimes to best choice to make was to mingle with others. They could share knowledge and there was safety in numbers. Sometimes she'd part ways on good terms, sometimes she'd slip out in the middle of the night while taking a thing or two. Supplies were hard to come by, and as far as she was concerned if she didn't rob anyone blind they could make it without the little bit she did take.

     It wasn't until October of 2019 that recruiters from a nearby community found her. Fairvale, as they had called it, sounded like a little slice of heaven among everything else. She liked being on her own, relying on herself after losing her daughter, but Camryn knew that logically it was the best decision to make to walk in through those gates. For now, she'd said, and until it was no longer safe… the loss of security never came and Camryn found herself settling in more with each passing day. Fairvale became a home to her, and one she wanted to help protect.

[maddoxxhart]

Maddox James Hart -- is the only son of James and Penelope Hart, not because they didn’t want another child but due to unfortunate circumstances, James passed away when Maddox was small. Ever the gentle man, he was the yang to Penelope’s yin. When she was manic, he was her calm. When she was depressed, he was her brightness. And once this balance was removed, Penelope Hart had a tough time being the mom that Maddox deserved. But that wasn’t for lack of trying. She tried to hold a stable job, keep the bills paid, and the problems away from Maddox but he could see her struggles, even at a young age. That’s why Maddox tried to stay out of trouble, focus on being less and less of a burden and take care of Penelope when she simply couldn’t hide the pain.

Maddox got his first job in the local mechanic’s shop, Primordial Auto Shop, sweeping up at the age of 14. Most of his money went toward the good of the household but the Hart family never seemed to keep up with the collectors or the grey cloud that seemed to loom over their heads. On the best days, they ate the local, small town diner in Olympus, Louisiana, treating themselves for their hard work. On the worst days, Maddox spent his free time tending to his mother and her habits. Alcohol was her drug of choice but every time she told Maddox she’d turn it around this time—he believed her. Or maybe he just wanted to, he was never quite sure.

After graduating high school and going to a technical school to continue learning the art of fixing vehicles (big and small), he achieved the honor of working at the same auto shop he’d been working in for most of his life. He managed to stay out of the gang, although he knew all about the happenings of the shop. He was simply there for a decent paycheck and to do the only thing he knew how—work on cars.

Years later, his life has seen some changes when Penelope Hart grew ill and the doctors let Maddox know how expensive the treatments were to give her any chance of surviving. Knowing this, Maddox Hart did the only thing he could—he sought out a solution to pay for Penelope’s treatments. Knowing he could make a bit more money on the side by helping the Club, Maddox became a prospect for the Primordial Motorcycle Club. Not that it didn’t come with perks, but Maddox knows this isn’t the life he should be living. He’s still a bit naïve to the trouble he’s got himself into but he’s doing what he knows. He’s surviving.

[florencefawley-blog]

[gabby-anderson]

Gabriella Anderson

Name: Gabriella Anderson Nicknames: Gabby, Gabs, Ella, Elle Age: 34 Gender: Cisfem Pronouns: She/her Sexuality: Queer Occupation: Personal Trainer Neighborhood: Ocean Crest Apartments Family: Wilder (son), Maia Anderson (ex-wife) Faceclaim: Melissa O'Neil

TW: miscarriage, child-loss, car accident

Gabriella Tran grew up in a typical middle class neighborhood in Chicago, the only child of reasonable parents. They worked hard, provided her with what they could, but she grew up pretty independent all the same.

At eighteen, she applied for community college, but only survived one semester before deciding that sitting through more years of formal schooling just wasn't for her. Instead, she applied to the firefighter's academy. It was a gruelling intake process and the first few months almost killed her, but Gabriella was made of tough stuff and didn't let it get the better of her. She found herself a place within the Chicago Fire Department and thrived in the role. The fast-paced action gave her the adrenaline hits she didn't know she needed.

While dealing with people having the worst days of their lives was emotionally taxing, Gabby eased those frayed nerves by continually throwing herself at the danger, giving herself something blazing to focus on.

Gabriella was getting her third tattoo when she met Maia. The pair quickly hit it off, and while Gabriella had always held a distant dream of maybe settling down with a special someone, she didn't ever let herself believe that such a thing would happen to her. It seemed like just something that happened to lucky people. Turns out that she was one of those lucky ones.

Life with Maia was a blessing. But it wasn't all perfect. When it came to having kids, Gabriella had never wanted to be pregnant, and so when Maia expressed that she would love to carry a child for them, Gabby jumped at the idea. It was not an easy path though, rounds of failed IVF, endless negative pregnancy tests. When it became clear that Maia couldn't get pregnant, Gabriella offered to do it, having seen how much Maia wanted to start a family. So she started being more responsible on the job, properly taking care of herself, doing everything to help the process. Two second trimester miscarriages later, the second of which left Gabby in the hospital for over a week, the pair decided that they needed to stop the IVF.

After some emotional recovery, they filed for adoption, and were graced with the gift that Wilder, a whirlwind of a boy after Gabriella's own heart. She took to being a parent like a duck to water, even though she'd doubted that she'd be any good at it. It seemed their little family was perfect.

Until it wasn't. Gabriella had never felt such heart-stopping panic as she had the day she got the call that Maia had been in a car accident and was in critical condition. It was so hard seeing the woman she loved in such shape, struggling. However, Gabriella was there for every doctor's appointment, PT session, every follow-up. As well as doing everything she could to support Maia at home. Despite everything she did though, she could see her wife slipping further and further away.

Sure, this hurt Gabby, and if it were just her, she would have stayed, but she saw what it was doing to Wilder. His mother showed no interest in him, he would come home from preschool so excited to Maia his work, for her to barely glance at it. The hurt and disappointment in his little face broke Gabby's heart. And Gabby couldn't take it any more, confronting her wife about how withdrawn she was, how it wasn't just affecting her any more. Gabriella knew Maia was struggling, but she had to at least try to make an effort for their family, for their son.

That effort wasn't made, however, and Gabby had to put Wilder first. They'd chosen to give him a home, a family, and if they couldn't be that together, then Gabby had to do something. Filing for divorce was one of the hardest things she'd ever done, especially when she petitioned for full custody. But she was praying that it served as a wake-up call for Maia.

As a suddenly single parent, she removed herself from active duty, working the front desk instead as to not put herself in danger. It was hard, not going after the adrenaline high she'd always craved, instead keeping herself safe for the sake of her son.

Maia's sudden move was a surprise, leaving Gabby entirely unsure of what to do. However, Wilder never stopped asking for his mother, unable to understand why she had just disappeared. So...Gabriella moved them to Aurora Bay. She isn't sure exactly what the plan is-- there isn't a plan. Except to see where Maia is at, and if she is in any state to be a part of Wilder's life.

While she could have taken another fire-fighting job, Gabriella decided that this move was a fresh start, and she just couldn’t continue to put herself at risk like that. She’s opened herself up as a personal trainer, knowing more than a thing or two about fitness, and the flexible hours allow her to be there for Wilder.

@aurorabayaesthetic

[casanovaalibaba]

Bio

True Name: Alibaba | Alf Layla Wa-Layla | Giacomo Casanova

Faceclaim: Gerudo Link (LoZ: BoTW)

Class: Alter Ego

Height: 5'3" | 152.4 cm

Weight: 104lbs | 47.17kg

Alignment: CN

Weapon: Sorcerer's Ring

Statistics:

Strength: D

Endurance: C+

Agility: A

Mana: B+

Luck: EX

Noble Phantasm: EX

Class Skills:

Riding (A): A composite skill that, thanks in part to Alibaba's partial make up with Giacomo Casanova, functions similarly, though in an opposite manner to that of Queen Medb. In other words, the legendary skills of a master giggalo.

Magic Resistance (B)

Independent Action (EX)

Territory Creation (A+): Alibaba's mere presence as a Living Story can change the world around him to suit whatever tale he wishes to tell, providing him favorable terrain that helps aid in gaining what he desires.

Item Creation (False) (C+): though not a Mage proper, the Sorcerer's Ring grants him similar powers and allows him to create mundane and minor magical artifacts, items and weapons he can think of at a reduced cost.

Personal Skills:

Storyteller (False) (A): As the living embodiment of the Alf Layla Wa-Layla, Alibaba is able to tell stories to the same level as his author did. As he is the stories themselves, the rank of this skill has been lowered to A.

Courage of the Maid (B): A skill gained from the character of Alibaba's Maid who's courage and clever thinking saved Ali Baba and his family from the wrath of the 40 thieves thricely, allowing him the bravery and sharp mind to outwit and outfox those who would do him harm.

The One True Casanova (A): thanks in part to his core also being comprised of that of the legendary lady's man Giacomo Casanova, particularly his ability to seduce women, he is able to more thoroughly exploit the situations with any Female he's engaged with to his favor, be it in social situations or in battle. The use of it for the latter option, however, does reduce its rank down to B.

Three Wishes of the Genie (False) (B+): A skill gained from the Tale of Aladdin and his Wonderful Lamp, allowing Alibaba to have access to three wishes given to Aladdin with the following rules: You cannot wish for someone to fall in love with you, you cannot bring back the dead, and you cannot wish for more wishes. This is most often seen as asking for favors from his 'sister', Zawba'ah.

Noble Phantasms:

Open Sesame! 1001 Tales of My Life (EX) (Living Story): The combined stories of Histoire de ma vie and Alf Layla Wa-Layla, a fusion of fiction and non-fiction become one. It is, itself, Alibaba, who chooses to actively write out the story of his life according to how he wishes it to go and influence the world around him.

The Magic Words that Open the Door - Open Sesame (A): Speak these words before the hidden door to open it and once more to shut it. The legendary passphrase known the world over that Alibaba and the 40 Thieves used to come and go as they pleased from their hidden lair. By using this Noble Phantasm, so long as Alibaba knows what he wants, the 'hidden door' will reveal itself to him and provide the path to the treasures he seeks.

Sorcerers Ring (Anti-Unit) (Self) (B+): The ring given to Aladdin by the wicked Vizier in order to help him attain the Magic Lamp. Wearing it grants him all the power of a great sorcerer and access to magecraft.

Passions of the Desert Night (Anti-Unit)(Self)(Anti-Female) (EX): When a woman is subject to penetration by this Noble Phantasm their inhibitions drop severely as their lust increases and consumes all thoughts with naught but the desire to please the wielder. A single application is enough to effect even Divine and Demonic beings, though it would take multiple applications and excessive insemination from the wielder to take true hold. Its duration is seemingly indefinite.

[lieslanne-easton]

in character

Name: Liesl-Anne Easton  

Age: 28

Gender & Pronouns: demigirl. she/her

Sexuality: pansexual

Occupation: Owner of Silver Sun Flowers 

Neighborhood: Claret Park

Faceclaim: Elizabeth Olsen

summary, bio and wanted connections below the cut                 ( TW for violence + stalker ) 

summary

Liesl-Anne was a a happy, bubbly child, growing up in a small town in Wisconsin with her parents and older brother. Made friends wherever she went, people just drawn to her outgoing personality. 

Started going to university for nursing, since everyone said she’d have the best beside manner. But in her early twenties got sick and developed a chronic illness (myalgic encephalomyelitis), and took six months to readjust to her new normal. 

Finally went back to school, but strange things started happening - text messages, notes, gifts, hang up calls. Liesl had a stalker. The police couldn’t do anything though, just told her to ignore it. But when Liesl started dating someone, the stalker got angry, and eventually broke into her house and attacked her. She ended up in hospital and he ended up in jail. 

When she got out of hospital, Liesl-Anne didn’t want to stay in town any more, so her parents gave her money to start over and she moved to Providence Peak. She couldn’t go back to nursing because a hospital setting just felt too unpredictable to her, so she opened her own business - Silver Sun Flowers. 

It’s been five years, and while it took her a while to feel safe again, Liesl finally came back out of her shell and is more of the person she was before the attack. 

chronic illness info can be found in its own post HERE

wanted connections 

Long term friends: people that Liesl-Anne met when she first moved to town. She would have been harder to get to know then, because she was still shaken and reclusive, but if they persisted, she would have come out of her shell.

Ex’s: these probably wouldn’t have been anything serious. Since it was dating that triggered her stalker to get violent, she’d be hesitant to actually date again, but Liesl has a lot of love to give. So maybe they dated briefly, but it didn’t last. Could have ended on good or bad terms. 

Bad day friends: someone who Liesl texts on her bad days when she can’t really get out of bed, or off the couch. Someone to just come watch netflix with her. Maybe they take on a little bit of a caring role? But in a sweet way. Like brushing her hair and putting it up for her and just tiny things like that. Because Liesl would never expect that, she’d only just ask them over for company. But whatever feels natural.

Early Riser friend: about once a week, Liesl-Anne goes to the morning flower market herself, just to see what’s new and in stock that week. She goes pretty early, and maybe they tag along just for something to do, or because they enjoy it... 

Shoppers: anyone who comes into the flower shop on a regular basis. Could be for any reason they need to buy flowers or plants. 

biography

              ( TW: violence + stalker )

Liesl-Anne was born in Marshall, Wisconsin, to Elliot and Marie Easton. She had an entirely normal childhood, shared with her brother, who was two years older than her. Liesl was a pretty outgoing kid, good at making friends wherever she went, whether it was at school, or ballet class, or girl scouts.

In high school, Liesl dated both girls and guys, finding she was more attracted to a person’s personality than their gender. Her grades were good, and as graduation approached, she decided that she wanted to into nursing. She’d always enjoyed helping people and everyone told her that she’d have the best bed-side manner. So she applied to the university of Madison, Wisconsin, not too far from home.

She loved her studies, excelled in nursing, and really enjoyed the campus life, going out and spending nights with her friends and other students. However, a winter bout of bronchitis would change her life going forward. The bronchitis itself passed within a few weeks, but Liesl-Anne never felt quite right. She assumed it was just her body taking its time to heal, the cold of winter not helping anything. Pain and fatigue continued to plague her during the Christmas period, her mother pointing out that her symptoms weren’t normal when Liesl was home for the holidays. Finally, Liesl finally agreed to see her doctor again. Several specialists and numerous tests later, she gained her diagnosis: Myalgic Encephalomyelitis. A complex neuroimmune condition that left her with widespread muscle and joint pain, overwhelming post-exertional fatigue and neurocognitive issues ranging from concentration impairment to hypersensitivity to light and sound.

Being diagnosed with a chronic illness at twenty-one wasn’t what Liesl had imagined, but it was where she found herself. Slowly she learned to manage her symptoms, the initial flare of her illness seeming to subside. Six months later, she was able to return to her studies, thankful to be back on campus with her friends.

Things weren’t back to normal, however, as weird things seemed to show up at her apartment; small items that seemed to be gifts, with small notes addressing them to her. But never signed. None of her friends admitted to being behind it, and Liesl took their word that it wasn’t them. Then she started getting text messages, often commenting on her looks that day, and calls where the person on the other end never spoke.

It was scary, and Liesl-Anne made complaints with both the campus police and city police, but they said there was nothing really they could do except make a report of it, and that she should block the number. However, they were always different numbers, and blocking one really made no difference.

Things escalated when Liesl started dating someone new, the adoring and complimentary letters becoming more threatening, saying that she was cheating on them. She again reported it, but again was told there was nothing the police could do.

One night, after coming home from a date, there was a knock at her door, Liesl recognising one of her neighbours, a guy she’d had a class with a while back. Opening her door would be a mistake, his blank demeanor quickly changing to rage as soon as the door was open. His voice was booming, her only saving grace, as someone else in her building called the police, but not before he beat Liesl badly enough to send her to the hospital.

The man went to prison for the assault, but Liesl-Anne didn’t feel safe in her small town any more. When she got out of the hospital, she moved back in with her parents for a few months while her body healed, taking longer because of her illness. But when she was finally well enough, she moved. Far away. Her parents loaned her some money, enough to start over. But Liesl couldn’t bring herself to go back to nursing. That part of her life was over.

So she opened up a flower shop, doing a small course in floristry, Silver Sun Flowers becoming her safe haven. It’s taken nearly six years for her to feel safe again, but she finally feels like she’d back to the outgoing and free person she was before. Sure, there are still days where the fear creeps up on her, but she can go out with friends for an evening without spending the whole time looking over her shoulder. It’s nice to feel like herself again.

[marlow-bennett]

[ MARLOW BENNETT. 26. NON-BINARY WOMAN. SHE/THEY ] is here! They’ve lived in Silver Lake for [ 18 MONTHS ] and are originally from [ VANCOUVER ]. They are a [ NIGHT-NANNY ] and in their downtime love [ THRIFT SHOPPING ] and [ BULLET JOURNALING ]. They look a lot like [ MACKENZIE DAVIS ] and live [ ON REDCLIFF ST ]. ( ooc: kaylen, 28, she/her, aest, still raccoons )    

Name: marlow bennett Gender: non-binary woman Age: 26 Lives: redcliff street Sexuality: pansexual  Occupation: night nanny Face Claim: mackenzie davis

biography

Trigger Warnings: drug use

TL;DR at the end.

marlow was born to a junkie mother and an unknown father. child services took her away within hours of her birth, considering her mother was high at the time of her delivery, and it was clear she had no immediate intentions of getting clean.

she was put in foster care, but when she was one year old, her mother petitioned to get her back. it had seemed to the courts as if she’d gotten herself on the right track, and marlow was placed back with her mother. marlow’s mother had bitten off more than she could chew, however, and caring for a child wasn’t nearly as easy as she thought it would be. within months, she was back doing drugs, marlow neglected far more often than she was appropriately cared for. when marlow was three, she was once again taken by child services, but this time for good, and her mother never again petitioned to have her back.

she was placed with the anderson family, who were already seasoned foster carers. she had two older brothers, and they were a large influence on her growing up. marlow was lucky enough to be adopted by the anderson’s at age seven, though she chose to keep the last name that had always been hers.

marlow loved being outside, always in overalls, running around the yard barefoot, climbing every tree in sight and racing around the neighborhood on her bike. perhaps it had something to do with spending those first years of her life in a one room apartment and rarely anywhere else, or maybe she’d always been destined to love the outdoors. she was an active kid, easily keeping pace with her brothers, always into whatever they were doing.

despite the three permanent children in their home, the anderson’s always kept an open door for children in need, usually at least one other foster child in their home. often these were only temporary, until they found long term families, but marlow enjoyed being a sister, always kind to the kids that stayed with them. despite her rough first few years, she was a caring and genuine person, sharing her love with everyone around her.

her oldest brother moved away to college when marlow was fourteen, her second brother moving out of the family home only a few years later. but marlow’s parents were getting older, and keeping up with the active and boisterous children they fostered was getting a little harder. marlow thought it would be a shame to close their doors entirely, though, since she knew how many children were in need. so the family decided to change their status to emergency newborn and infant carers. this is the sort of family that marlow had been placed with the day of her birth - an unexpected newborn suddenly arriving in the system, unable to simply be placed in a group home like a child or teenager.

marlow herself was sixteen at the time, and more than willing to help take care of the babies that spent time with them. sometimes it was just a day or two, one time up to a week, until an appropriate family could be found. marlow fell in love with caring for the infants, the routine they stuck to.

her grades were good enough that she applied to several universities, not quite sure what she wanted to do, but finally settling on economics and commerce. numbers were easy enough to understand, and it gave her options for the future…or so her parents reminded her. after her university acceptance, marlow deferred for a year, not quite ready to go back to studying right away. with the small amount of money she’d earned doing casual jobs during her years of high school, she kissed her parents goodbye and went south.

for a year, she travelled around south america, falling in love with every people and culture she encountered, soaking up the knowledge and world around her. it was on this journey that marlow began to feel more at peace with herself, discovering cultures where genders were not so heavily defined, so stereotyped. she took another year, going east, exploring even more of the world, being free to discover herself and understand her own feelings without societal pressures surrounding her. while marlow enjoyed flashing herself in a skirt every once in a while, and did love to play around with make up, she’d never felt overly feminine, and sometimes felt boxed in by the gender she was supposed to conform to.

finally, she returned home, spending a few months with her parents, who had since given up the foster care status. that saddened marlow a little, but she knew that they’d given more than their fair share to the world, and she didn’t hold it against them. not at all. they’d given her the best upbringing she could possibly have hoped for, and she was forever thankful to them. it was during these few months that she did her research, and decided she identified as a non-binary woman. which meant she didn’t always feel completely comfortable with the ‘female’ box, feeling as though there was more to it than that, that some days she felt non-conforming. but she understood she mostly presented as female, and would never be upset with anyone for assuming that about her. some days are she/her days, some are a little more they/them. but it’s mostly something that marlow feels within herself, though she isn’t afraid to disclose it when relevant.

after two years abroad, marlow finally found herself on a collage campus. she adjusted quite quickly to college life, easily making friends, dating anyone who took her fancy, partying occasionally. the studying was fine, though it didn’t grab her attention in the way that she’d hoped. she attended classes, for the most part, handed in assignments on time, but she found she really didn’t love it the way she’d hoped. still, she stuck with it, leaving with a bachelor of economics at age twenty-three.

she was itching again to see somewhere new, yet again, and so she looked into something she’d learned about from another student - becoming an au pair. so marlow packed her bag and went to the netherlands. she worked as an au pair for a family with two girls, aged four and seven. caring for children was something that came naturally to marlow, and so it was the perfect job for her. she got to see the country by taking the kids on outings, letting them teach her dutch while she helped them improve their english. she lived with them for nearly nine months, before saying her goodbyes, taking a month to explore the rest of the country by herself before applying for yet another job.

with her new found understanding of dutch, she moved in with a family in belgium. they had two boys and a girl, reminding marlow of her own family. this family was rather strict, and for a little while, marlow feared her carefree attitude wouldn’t be accepted. but it turned out it was exactly what the family needed, a new spark in their lives, marlow bringing the laughs and adventures.

when her nine month contract was up, marlow once again had to say goodbye, taking a yet another month to travel the country by herself, before heading home. this time with an idea of what she wanted to do. something she’d learned about was ‘night nannies’. nannies who instead of caring for a child during the day, instead did so at night, often so parents could get a good night’s sleep without having to rise every few hours to tend to a newborn. this was for various different reasons, from women who had other children to tend to during the day, to women with health conditions who needed a proper night’s rest.

the bustling city of silver lake drew marlow’s attention, deciding it was as good a place as any to settle for the moment. she found a small share house in redcliff street, signing up with a nannying agency that offered the night nanny service. her contracts were often only for the first four to five months, until babies start sleeping through the night and she was no longer needed to tend to wakings. the job is perfect for her, and she loves it, often bonding with the families she cares for.

during the day she gets up to general mischief, napping where needed and spending time with friends. she’s always down for a coffee, or a the occasional drink, impromptu shopping sprees (window shopping included), random hikes, all manner of adventures.

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TL;DR - raised mostly in a foster family before being adopted by that family. two older brothers, and a revolving door of other foster siblings. loved her family, but left before university to go adventuring. two years spent aboard simply travelling. discovered her identity as a non-binary woman. three years at university for her commerce degree, before becoming an au pair overseas for another 20 months. came home again and is now a night nanny. this was about 18 months ago. defs hit her up for a good time.

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