Water again with another bby boy, but this time, one who’s made of MONEY MONEY MONEY™
Is that THEO JAMES scavenging for food onshore? Nah, it’s just MARCUS CAVANAUGH, the THIRTY-year-old PHYSICIAN from FIRST Class! Word has it, HE took the flight to Bali because HE WANTED TO VISIT HIS FIANCEE WHO WAS DOING HUMANITARIAN WORK IN INDONESIA. The flight attendants said they can be DEBONAIR, RETICENT, and PRAGMATIC. How long do you think would it take before they turn batshit crazy? (water, 19, gmt+8, she/her, none)
TW: CORPORAL PUNISHMENT
BACKSTORY
Marcus Cavanaugh has it all -- a booming practice in Neurosurgery, a 118.5 million-dollar-penthouse in the New York Ritz, a top-of-the-line black Audi R8 Spyder, an English Mastiff named Jack, and a smoking hot fiancee who does humanitarian work when she’s not starring in the next blockbuster.
He was born in an affluent American family that prided itself in its involvement in politics. His father was a Senator, and his grandfather before that. His mother was a modern-day Jackie Kennedy -- all brains, all grace, all love of country. His sister, on the other hand, currently heads a very successful law firm in Manhattan. She’s vying for the Senate as well, and after that, the Presidency.
Growing up, Senator Cavanaugh kept an iron grip on his only son. He beat the scrawny boy mercilessly for the smallest of faults.
All that negative reinforcement wasn’t really effective at making him bend to his father’s will, however. Marcus turned out to be the black sheep of the family, taking the path of medicine instead of law.
When he was a little boy, he tended to like the cloying smell of disinfectant that was characteristic of hospitals. He was also fascinated with the thought of saving lives with the use of a scalpel and a pair of forceps, among other things.
To the dismay of his father and to the delight of his ever-supportive mother, he attended Harvard from Pre-Medicine up to his Medical Proper. Throughout his years of study, he pushed his limits just to spite his father and prove him wrong. After several more years, he received his license to practice Neurosurgery.
Marcus worked at the Mount Sinai Hospital before the plane crash. He established his high credibility there, and is now able to finance his luxuries through his own pockets. He keeps in touch with both his mother and his sister, but he has not fully reconciled with his father.
CHARACTERISTICS + MISC.
Rich af
He’s confident, elegant, and well-read. He has an intense look that makes him seem very intimidating to a passerby. However, his close friends know him for being a gentle and caring guy.
HE IS A WORKAHOLIC. He has this really luxurious penthouse over at the Ritz but he rarely sleeps in it because of his work. If he’s not working on brain trauma and such, you can find him reading medical journal upon medical journal, gobbling new knowledge greedily so that he could improve his practice.
He tended to jump from fling to fling -- most of which he met in galas or in hotel bars. When he was introduced to his current fiancee, he didn’t feel the need to transfer to another woman anymore. They’ve been together for a year now. He proposed to her a month ago.
Other than her current fiancee -- let’s name her Natalka, there was only one person he really loved, and that was Lara (hi omg).
Marcus is a can within a can within a can. Without the right tool, it’s nearly impossible to make him open up. He trusts only a few people and even then, he doesn’t trust them fully. Even though she already has his engagement ring on her finger, Natalka only knows the lightest parts of his childhood.
Marcus, above all, is a practical, practical man. On top of that, he has a highly logical mind. You can never catch him being idle, nor doing something crazy out of pure whim. That might change on the island, however.
That's all for now. Like this post if you want me to drop by your messages to plot!
Is that BOB MORLEY scavenging for food onshore? Nah, it’s just TUCKER ASHWOOD, the TWENTY SEVEN-year-old MARINE from ECONOMY Class! Word has it, HE took the flight to Bali because HE’S VACATIONING ON LEAVE. The flight attendants said they can be IRASCIBLE, ALTRUISTIC, and ADAPTABLE. How long do you think would it take them to turn batshit crazy?
heyyy i’m real awful at intro posts, but i’m liv! i live in the est timezone, and i use she/her pronouns. this is my idiot son tucker, and if you’d like to get to know him better you can read one long ass novella of an intro post. if you like this post, i’ll hit you up for plots asap!
trigger warning: ptsd, war violence
tucker. tucker. where do we begin with tucker.
james ashwood had the best of intentions for his two kids. he was going to be the picture perfect father, at every soccer game, attending dance recitals, costumes for their birthday parties, ice cream on the weekends. the only problem was, after he came back from iraq, things like that were a little more… difficult.
things like picking his kids up from school were suddenly insurmountable, when he could barely get out of bed, each truck backfiring sounding like a bullet, fireworks on the fourth of july echoing just like bombs.
but tucker was there to pick up the slack. teegan, get dressed for school, teegan, did you do your homework? teegan, i packed your lunch, no, i didn’t forget the strawberries, teegan, you can’t punch that little boy just because he’s mean to you… well, just don’t get caught next time, lemme show you how to break his nose.
somehow tucker grew up to fit the mold of exactly what his father had wanted to be. the day of his eighteenth birthday he signed up for the marine corps, knowing that being away from his baby sister would be harder than whatever else boot camp threw at him.
his first tour in iraq wasn’t as bad as he expected. but tucker had never feared war. no, he feared what came after it.
but tucker never would’ve called himself lucky. his first tour was nearly over, entirely uneventful, but he shouldn’t have thought he would be so easy. he heard it before he saw it. didn’t even look up in time to see the tank in front of him explode into pieces.
most of that day became a blur to him, though he never forgot all of it. there were parts he could never forget.
he made it to the end of his tour with one thought on his mind. by the time he made it out, he’d have enough saved to fly out and see his baby sister graduate. it was the proudest day of his whole damn life, and the brightness that sparkled in her eyes when he showed her the tickets to bali almost made everything worth it.
needless to say things arent going suuuuuuper well for tuck right now. i don’t exactly have a lot of plots right now except to say that i’m available for some serious angsty/dramatic shit so throw your ideas at me. also i maybe have a little plot idea but its developing and would involve at least a few people so if you’re interested.... ;)
Hi everyone, I’m Grey, and I’m excited to be here. This is my baby Colin. He’s from a story I wrote awhile back, but I’ve never actually played him in an RP, so I’m excited. You can find a bit more about him here, and a full bio is coming soon. Let’s just say the boy’s been through some stuff, poor guy.
Anyway, I work long shifts today and tomorrow, so I might not be on tonight, but I’ll definitely be on tomorrow after work and will be around this weekend to really dig into playing with you all. Thanks for having me, and I’m excited to begin!
