#augustine:intro

[cherrrera]

hi i’m bee and this is cherry !! i’m in the est timezone and am so excited to be here !! here are her wcs and her bio/stats which highkey suck, but lms to plot !! i’ll slide into ur dms if you don’t first

she’s lived in augustine her whole life !!

she used to live in the trailer park, but when her father passed they came into a lot of money and now they live in rutledge manor

so she’s a little boujee bc of that, think like marshalls outfits paired with tiffany’s jewelry. like she’ll drop a whole check on sephora and just hand cut $10 sweaters from amazon into crop tops

 she’s a bass player in a band and she has been since high school !! she went a little mia to study at ucla but she’s back and works at the clothing store !! catch her drinkin milkshakes and playing oldies at the register

she’s a social butterfly but loyal to those she’s closest to, like, ride or die loyal

she does that thing when she’s talking to you that makes u feel like super special, like she only focuses on u !! w that she loves making new friends since she likes to dip her toes in all kind of activities so she tends to find common ground w everybody somewhere

she’s can be super vain sometimes so when u get her talking about herself. my guy,,,, she’s a motormouth and like don’t talk to her abt her family bc they’re like super distant nowadays and it makes her :((

she won’t let u know it but she’s v brainy and kinda dorky, like she spends off days listening to true crime podcasts and reading like old ass books

she also knows how to let loose and party, like throwing kickbacks at her house and just having a nice time

ya but she tries to find a way to be everyone’s cup of tea !! and she’s here for a good time !

i’m so excited to develop her more here

[rcselyn]

hiya kiddos !! my name is cas. i’m 18 & i never fuckin’ learned how to read. ( don’t mind that quick fc change either lmfao ) there’s not much to say about me because i am #lame. buuuut, fun fact, i am addicted to vine & i’m just so excited to be here to chat, interact, & become friends with you all. here’s my baby & i’m so jazzed for you to meet her. hit me up for plots/to talk, or like this & i’ll message you ! 

— nicola peltz. 22. cis-female. pst. ↷ well if it isn’t ( roselyn “rosie” saxon ), augustine’s very own ( clean slate ) who’s been living here for ( one ) year in the ( downtown augustine apartments ). ( she ) is currently working as a ( waitress ) and has been known to be ( elusive ) and ( captivating ). → she’s the sand that slipped between your fingers. the waves calling you back to the serene, smudged shoreline or even to the jagged rocks that speckle the sea. she is the mystery with no answers, and a wanderer with no place to go. [ cas. 18. sher/her. cst. ]

rosie is a big ol’ secret. no one really knows what she’s about and why she’s here. which makes her kind of a big secret. i’d like to think that she’s not really the talk of the town but just a puzzle a few interested people are trying to put together. 

she left home when she was 17 and never looked back. her childhood and family is something she doesn’t really talk about. in fact, if you ask her, all the family she has is her great aunt on her mother’s side back in her hometown ( which no one quite knows where that is ) 

a part of her loves this place and can’t imagine leaving, but another part of her is begging to disappear once more. truth be told, rosie has never stayed in a place for more than a few months. sometimes, it’s only weeks.  

she’s a real sweetheart with somewhat of a mean streak ( especially when people start asking her questions ) she comes off very elusive and mysterious, somewhat of an enigma tbh. but she likes it that way. 

idk what else to say, this is a new concept and character for me than my usuals so i’m kinda just feeling her out. 

maybe some wanted connections or plot ideas: 

someone she’s close with that is almost on the verge of finding out why she left. AND IT AIN’T PRETTY LET ME TELL YOU. ( tw: emotional & physical abuse for the backstory ) 

someone she has a lowkey crush on but is very good at hiding it. a reason for her to have stuck around for as long as she has. ( i’m really chem based, and i don’t want to put labels on rosie so it can be whatever gender in the future ) 

a few friends she doesn’t get along with AT ALL. like these two despise each other it’s unbelievable. 

a drinking buddy. someone she gets completely trashed with and maybe says a lil too much about her past that could make a girl go ‘hmmm’ 

idk really anything i’m up for lots of interactions and drama so let’s see if we can work something out because i’d love to have a connection with every single one of you !! 

[joctremblay-blog]

hello!! i’m kennedy introducing joe my little b (dying over this gif). i love sex & the city, master of none & sufjan stevens more than most things & i’m home for the holidays with TOO much free time pls help. i’m gonna add a little info on him below the cut, not too much to know so im rlly looking forward to plotting w you all! stay put while i message each & everyone of you. consider yourself warned.

timothée chalamet. twenty-two. male. he/him. ↷ well if it isn’t ( joeseph francis tremoblay ), augustine’s very own ( polymath ) who’s been living here for ( twenty ) years in the ( emerson townhouses ). ( he ) is currently working as a ( waiter ) and has been known to be ( short-sighted ) and ( passionate ). → an apt for learning it once and carrying it forever. unopened college acceptance letters on a messy desk, warped from being under wet bathing suits. a love for learning paired with a disdain for formal education and love of life. faded yellow high tops, cut off shorts, grey t-shirts, unruly & salt stained curly hair. wine stained lips and fingers.

ok so his label is POLYMATH; “polymath is a person whose expertise spans a significant number of different subject areas—such a person is known to draw on complex bodies of knowledge to solve specific problems” (thanks google)

not so much a book worm or a “nerd” character type he is just really absorptive (lol) & a good listener. knows a little bit about everything & especially the most random topics. he definitely has potential that his parents tend to push him toward to pursue higher education but he’s not really into that right now

find him working a shift at seaside restaurant or in the water or at the pub on his breaks

he’s living in one of the town houses (roomies!!!!) even though his parents are still living in town in rutledge

his folks are well off but definitely the successful & bored type which has always totally turned him off & almost scared him from jumping straight into post secondary

he luvs living in augustine & loves to peace out for bits of time to travel with the money he’s made at work

he can get along with anybody, super easy going, CAN come off as a know it all but he’s really trying to stop!!

ok that is all for now but i’ll be making a little bio page eventually AFTER i get some awesome connections to round him out : )

[jasonmathis]

Here’s my muse Jason! the lone rider (vigilante) of augustine. 

— eric balfour. twenty-eight. male. he/him.  ↷ well if it isn’t ( jason mathis ), augustine’s very own ( lone rider ) who’s been living here for ( eighteen ) years in the ( melvin heights trailor park ). ( he ) is currently working as a ( security/ bouncer ) and has been known to be ( rebellious and alluring ). → silent but deadly has never looked so damn appealing. villain? or superhero? friend or foe? honestly nobody truly knows. keeping the clubs and bars safe, making so sure no drinks get thrown no girls get hassled or worse. dangerous job for a dangerous man i’d say. that motorcycle doesn’t look very new how much does that type of job actually pay? sure he’s been in prison are you kidding!? look at the coldness in his eyes. thats the look of a guy who has killed before for sure. his family avoids him? well most of the town does but he doesn’t seem to mind. he only comes around when there is trouble like some vigilante. that smile though, if you catch it would seem to show a softer side. but it’s deep real deep. [ malcolm. nineteen. he/him. est. ]

What’s up! guys it’s Malcolm here. I’m seriously in the worst shape of my life ooc right now healing from a hit and run accident on bed rest. and im even caught a cold although everybody just begins to die once the winter time hits myself included so im making this VERY quick.

Jason grew up piss poor with a very broken home only knowing his mother and watching her disastrous life crumble with every new drunken abusive boyfriend after the other.

He and his family aren’t favored in the Augustine community, they are actually avoided and slandered through out the town for being criminals and vagabonds and druggies. If you don’t want to be put on Augustine’s shit list socially avoid contact with this guy. everyone swears he’s trouble.

Jason has gone to jail more than once for selling drugs within the community and even assault. He has had to raise himself and fend for his mother so illegal activity wasn’t off limits to do this.

His notorious reputation gained enough buzz the only jobs he could get was security/bouncer gigs at the bar and night clubs around town. People may have a disdain for his past deeds but it’s a fear too which makes him perfect shadow on the walls. 

Jason is mysterious and isn’t very friendly he knows the people in Augustine have hated him and his family the minute they arrived years ago and stays to himself. Besides his Motorcycle he doesn’t really go around interacting a whole lot.

Of course he loves drugs and alcohol who wouldn’t in his “black sheep” situation? He takes advantage of the free amenities offered with his minimum wage paying job. Protecting people who really could care less about him unless they need there asses saved. 

Welp! if YOU are not afraid feel free to come plot or like or whatever. PEACE.

[seraephicssaved-blog]

             me  ,  @  myself  for  being  SO  incredibly  late  to  the  party  :  what  the  hell  ,  carl  ?  regardless  ,  hello  !  my  name’s  claire  ,  i’m  18  ,  i  live  in  the  aest  and  honestly  ?  i’m  a  big  old  mess  but  it’s  fine  !!  i  love   conspiracy  theories  ,  any  kind  of  book  i  can  get  my  hands  on  ,  eating  and  generally  being  a  bit  of  an  idiot  ----- -  anywhomst  !  i’m  not  interesting  ,  and  i’m  certainly  not  the  star  of  this  post  !  instead  of  doing  separate  posts  for  all  three  of  my  muses  ,  i’ve  combined  them  all  into  a  SUPER  LONG  INTRO  !   it’s  a  bit  long  ,  but  i’m   beyond  excited  to  be  introducing  you  to  CADE  RAHUL  MEHTA  ,  GRACE  CHAU  CHUONG  and  RHYS  DANIEL  MACDOUGALL  !

— avan jogia. twenty-five. cismale. pronouns.  ↷ well if it isn’t cade rahul mehta, augustine’s very own icarian who’s been living here for twenty-five years in the emerson townhouses. he is currently working as a surfing instructor and has been known to be sardonic and insouciant. → sea salt curls burnished locks, and they giggle at the swathes of brilliant ink that dare to caress a toned bicep ; halcyon grin and soaked-through shorts that dip just a bit too low. gentle hands, calloused but strong — guide them onto the waves, draw them into the world that swallowed you whole when you were barely a child. tanned back, tanned arms, tanned everything ; green smoothies in the morning, water through the afternoon, chai tea in the evening when you finally stop to let yourself think about the life they left behind in order for you to live the way you do now. you haven’t visited their graves recently. ( the note on your phone, urgent, reminds you of it ; you try not to notice. )

you are born to two gujurati indians ; a doctor and a schoolteacher, they were determined that their infant son should have the best life possible. they bundle their belongings up and move to augustine the minute that your mother realises that there is life prospering inside of her.

your birth is simply a foreshadowing of your entire life ; your cries are soft, and they last only briefly before you start giggling and waving chubby little newborn hands around. that sunny disposition is something that you carry with you for the entirety of your life ---  you are never not known to have a warm smile on carved features and nothing but kind words for everybody.

you take an early liking to the beach, and for your sixth birthday you receive a tiny little bodyboard. the minute you are out in the water, you decide that you’re never going back. your love for surfing progresses through your adolescence, and the day that you get your first professional surfboard is one that you’re not likely to forget anytime soon.

at eighteen, tragedy strikes. your parents are killed in a collision, and your world shatters the moment you find out --- they leave you everything, and it only makes it worse. your townhouse feels so lonely without their presences, and you can’t stand the pervasive emptiness that perpetually lingers.

you barely stay inside the house now. the tan that you wear like a medal is the result of days spent teaching children just like you how to fall deeply in love with the ocean. wide smile constantly in place, you’ve come to terms with your loneliness and every so often, you visit your parents and place fresh flowers on their final resting places.

— lana condor. twenty. cisfemale. she/her.  ↷ well if it isn’t grace chau chuong, augustine’s very own cynosure who’s been living here for two months in the downtown augustine apartments. she is currently working as a sales assistant at blackbird boutique and has been known to be histrionic and munificent. → millennial pink, an aesthetically pleasing instagram feed that you try so hard to keep up with ; freud gathers dust upon a desk you haven’t dared to set eyes upon. raspberry vodka burns highways the minute it passes cherry-chapstick brims, leather jackets and floral sundresses, lana del rey sings dulcet tones from the depths of your bedroom. fairy lights and a self-love drawer in your bedside table, chipped pink nail varnish and piercings your mothers don’t know about — would they scream if they knew what you were up to, my love ?

originally born in ho chi minh city, vietnam, you are adopted by a lesbian couple who swiftly move you to the united states. you spend most of your childhood growing up in salem, massachussetts, but your mothers take you on regular holidays to vietnam so that you can learn about your culture and your origins.

all throughout your childhood, you are a brilliant child with obvious ambitions. you’re reading novels by the time you’re 3,  speaking coherently and with ease when you were even younger. bright eyes and brilliant smile are matched equally, if not more so, with superb brains and sharp sense --- your mothers are so proud of you.

adolescence is a progression into a whole new world: you discover first kisses under the shade of old trees, clove cigarettes that leave sweet kisses upon glossy brims, sips of alcohol that has your face scrunching and body shaking. your focus on your education wavers, but you pull a strong 4.0 the entirety of your high school career. teachers adore your individual takes on essays and the skill you have with language. you dip in and out of debate teams, art groups, even do a short stint in a bad band --- it seems like whatever you try your hand at, you manage with ease.

at nineteen, you start making the conscious decision to move and a small beachside town catches your interest --- it’s far from home, and

since leaving home, your ‘wild side’ has emerged --- there are six new piercings in your ear, a few on your body, and you’re contemplating a tattoo. you’ve yet to even think about applying to colleges, and really, you’re not all that sure you’re even willing to apply. you just want to have fun, and frankly, that’s what you’re doing.

— charlie heaton. twenty-three. cismale. pronouns.  ↷ well if it isn’t rhys daniel macdougall, augustine’s very own quandary who’s been living here for two years in the melvin heights trailer park. he is currently studying as a fine arts student and has been known to be deleterious and lackadaisical. → sandy beaches are so far away from home, so far away from glacial, bitter english streets ; pinched scowl and muted, choked-out syllables, ink-stained stems and evanescent smiles that condense just like the smoke that unfurls off of your cheap cigarettes. flannels with holes in the sleeves, jeans that you’ve torn to pieces through overuse and overlove, a collection of bottles you find on the shore and sketch when insomnia chases you into what passes for a living room. vinyl records ( your father’s collection ), burning ardor for organised chaos and cheap wine ( all your mother’s ), six feet deep in vintage sadness and antique wanderlust ( a product all of your own, my dearest. ) 

you’re born british through and through --- weaned onto weak tea that grows progressively stronger, your art gallery curator father and socialite mother only want the best for you. from the moment you can walk, you’re enrolled in only the best --- private kindergartens, private primary schools ; an array of tutors leave you painfully bored and painfully clever.

you have everything you could ever want or need, and you only get progressively more bored with your life. gala functions are no source of entertainment anymore, not until you start sneaking glasses of champagne and smoking in the bathrooms with a window cracked open. as you grow older, you realise that your parents love the idea of children rather than having children --- they lie and say they care and want the best, but you’ve been left to the care of nannies for as long as you dare to remember. 

embittered by what seems like a lack of emotional love and too much of the material kind, you set out to destroy the own public image that they have cultivated for you --- drug scandals, boozy nights, you are eighteen and you taste nothing but revenge on plush brims. your plan works, because by the time you turn twenty-one, your name is nothing but ash and they exile you to america. you’ve never been happier than when you step on the plane that leads away from what you’ve come to view as your own personal hell.

you get to reinvent yourself in augustine, and that’s exactly what you do. you make a conscious decision to lock yourself away in your cheap little trailer, cover it with art and the relics of a past life. you enroll yourself in university when you first move, and you develop a strong affinity for the fine arts. you find yourself stained with paint most every day, and you’ve yet to tire of it.

[miagracx]

hey cuties!! i’m eb and this is my lil ray of sunshine mia :)))

so honestly she is the sweetest person you’ve ever met, so much it’s almost annoying but you can’t help but love her??

she’s an only child and her parents both work like real hard so her childhood was filled with knowing more about her nanny’s than her own parents

she had to grow up real quick because she just had to care for herself or be cared for by a stranger

her parents just threw money thinking it was love and so she’s kind of really insecure and find it hard to trust people because she doesn’t really believe she’s worthy of love because her parents never showed her love??? she’s just kinda really sad inside rip

but that doesn’t stop her from braving it, putting on her biggest smile and helping others, ensuring that everyone is happy and doing alright

she’s studying to become a nurse so that takes up a lot of her time and she’s always doing prac in hospitals because she’d be in her 3rd year? and like working her ass off :)))))

in high school she was on the cheer squad, popular but not the queen bee she was kinda the popular girl everyone adored because she wasn’t a bitch???

she’s rich too because of her family but like she doesn’t show it off, she does a lot of charity work and donates all the time she’s so good okay i love her

yeah that’s it???? plot with me if you wanna, like this and i’ll hit you up <333