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hello, all! my name is abbie. i’m 22 and in the est timezone. currently procrastinating all of my end of semester work, so help me out by distracting me! i’d love to plot so hit up my messages. but here’s a bit of info of nico.
hey, i’m d (they/them pls). i love memes, dreamy folk aesthetics, and also girls.
this is basil. i know their birth name is hannah. call them basil. i’m gonna list some info about them below, and tend to get overly wordy and super rambly so like, bear with me here.
ABUSE/CHILD ABUSE MENTIONS (NOT EXPLICIT) & CAR ACCIDENT/DEATH TW!
basil was born as hannah fisher to ruth & abram fisher on a large amish settlement in lancaster county, pennsylvania. they are one of seven children, all six of their siblings being older than them. their homestead was the place they spent the first fourteen years of their life, raised in the ideals of their parents’ religious practises, learning scripture and how to one day be a good spouse to the man their family would undoubtedly partner them with.
their childhood isn’t something that they open up easily about. their father was a harsh man in far more ways than one, and while the way he chose to discipline his family was wholly “normal” where they lived, basil knows better now that they’re out in the world they believe they were always supposed to live in. it isn’t that they’re ashamed necessarily of what they’ve gone through or where they’ve been, but they don’t find it necessary to divulge the details of their past to their friends. at least not to that extent.
a healthy curiosity is encouraged, of course, and they understand that sometimes once people find out about where they from, they have questions, but they tend to derail the conversation if it goes too deep.
ok so the basic gist of it is their rumspringa began at age fourteen and they didn’t exactly cut themself off from their world (obviously, they were young), but them & their friends in their generation went out to explore and got into mischief. basil would dress english and often experimented with recreational drugs and alcohol, skipping home prayers, and going a little more overboard than the rest of their pals. they felt like they fit in more with the english world, and they kinda always hated when they had to go back.
they made quite a few friends in one of the nearby towns, and would spend weeks with them through the age of fifteen, sometimes not going home for even a month or more. this lead to them eventually getting their license and also (gasps) exploring their gender identity and (gasps louder) falling in love with a girl.
now don’t get too comfy, i think we all kinda know what happens from here.
basil was super duper drunk one night when they were sixteen & kinda torn up about the decision they knew they were going to have to inevitably make, by leaving their community and being shunned by their family. it wasn’t something they wanted, and they weren’t dealing well after finally sorta working out who they were with the fact they were gonna have to either spend the rest of their life suppressing themself or be on their own. it was rly hard?
uh basically they made the hella poor decision to drive themself & their gf back to her parents’ house and yeah there was an accident. their gf didn’t make it, but they really weren’t all that injured, and somehow managed to stumble their way all the way home, scared out of their mind and overwhelmed with guilt. they confessed everything that happened to their parents, and the next day, when they realised they couldn’t stay there -- couldn’t stand the look on their parents’ faces, couldn’t stand the idea of being under their roof forever, especially with what they’d done, and especially with how their father reacted, which we’ll get into another time -- they left. like, for good.
they’d met some people at a festival earlier on that summer, and they managed to hitch a ride with them, travelling with their little group & contributing through their inclination for painting (bodies or anything at all) & various skills they had learnt from working around their family farm. they pulled their weight, and in turn were given a place to sleep and to function amongst these people.
they were about eighteen when they ended up in austin, and an older couple that had been travelling with them stopped here, asking if they wanted to stay in turn for helping out. they didn’t have any children of their own and basil had kinda become like a kid to them over the time they’d spent together. the woman owned a gardening/landscaping business and that’s pretty much how basil got into it?? ye
anyway so there you go
personality wise they’re kinda withdrawn and not fast to talk, but once you do get them going they have a surprising amount of insight to contribute. they like talking about art, they like playing their little ukulele, and they like plants. it’s fairly typical for them to get lost in their own hazy little daydreams and kinda tune out reality, but they’re always courteous whenever anyone draws them back in? almost always, anyhow.
they believe in unity and spirituality but not necessarily in any god/gods, etc. they don’t really like talking about religion as a general rule, nor do they like talking about anything b4 they decided to join along w that little caravan.
they’re very open-minded and keen on listening to other peoples’ experiences/receptive of different walks of life. they also will not hesitate (bitch) to correct any1 if they assume gender/sexuality, etc, and won’t even do it nicely. like just bc they’re soft-spoken doesn’t mean they’re a push-over. in fact, they’re kinda the opposite, a little stubborn and standing their ground on their beliefs sometimes 2 a fault.
smokes a lot of weed but like has p much given up alcohol and does not want it near them. ever.
smokes cigarettes also. just because they make them less nervous.
a chronic fidget who never holds still!!!
LOVES DOGS and also all animals. has a shepsky named dot who is super duper cute.
anyway, if you wanna plot you can either IM me or LIKE THIS & i’ll hit u up
hi i’m mollie and this is my trash bag son welcome to our crib :*
ok so here are the basics about greggo
ne...v...e...r.. call him greggo
he’s 38 and he works at a talent agency that deals with mos..t..ly musicians but also has been recently branching out into social media stars ( zoella he’s coming 4 u )
highkey workaholic
can schmooze the pants off of you if he wants to
probably wants to
Does Not employ a ‘don’t sleep w/ clients’ rule at work yikes ™
embarrassingly big fan of adele
don’t disrespect her !!!!!!!
splits his time between austin and houston
..... l...owk...e..y has a full on family in houston
we’re talking fiance and two small children here ok this guy is a Douchebag
would Die For his personal assistant ( ayo connection request ) who is basically his only Real Friend ™
can be a little ........ abrupt
time is money honey so don’t waste his !!!!!
likes the gym, chinese takeout, kale ( he’s one of Those Guys ), getting Praised at work
dislikes clinginess, spca commercials, when netflix asks if he’s still watching something, when the starbucks barista doesn’t give him a sleeve for his coffee
snake emoji x15
do not trust !!!!!
he Will drag your ass if he thinks it’s necessary
redeeming qualities?
they’re mostly nsfw tbqh
can cook a top notch steak
likes dogs
!!! scully here w my babie juni !! here’s a little bit about her:
here have some intros & chara stuff !
hello hello ! as always, i’m late to the party & i’m absolutely awful at these in general but uh. hi, i’m ares. i’m 19 & my attention span is horrific so apologies for that.
this is espen, my tiny lil asswipe of a son. to sum things up real quick, here’s a bit about him/his back story.
so he was raised by strict, overbearing parents that were huge on keeping up appearances both socially & physically
since they barely let him go anywhere he turned to the internet & eventually met this kid named dylan (who lived in tx). after talking for a while they ended up making up some story about a church retreat & espen went to austin to meet up with him for sxsw
his parents found out & were like ‘NAH SON’ & basically reminded him how 2 live
but obviously he’s a dingus so he did the opposite & barely made it thru highschool then basically bailed & went to live w dylan right after he turned 18
unfortunately dylan wanted to be a bit more than friends & espen ran off again (do u see the pattern) & enrolled in cosmetology school
he’s rly... eccentric to put it lightly. very straightforward & will definitely let u know how ur contour could be better when u rly didn’t ask for his opinion
ok yes that’s espen & i’d love to plot some stuff out so feel free to like this & i’ll hit up your ims (if i don’t fall asleep bc i’m a grandfather) !
scully here, yall know the drill ! read all ABOUT sawyer & their survivalist compound/cult past, & check out some possible CONNECTIONS !