(ALEXIS REN, CIS-FEMALE, SHE/HER, VIRGO, 23) I just spotted EDEN JAMES at the beach today. Don’t you know them? They live down by the (THE VILLAGE) and usually hang out with the [THE RICH KIDS and THE SURFERS] clique[s]. From what I’ve heard, they can be STUBBORN, but they’re also NURTURING. I always think of them when i hear 34+35 by ARIANA GRANDE and tend to associate them with OCEAN DIVING, SAVING THE TURTLES, AND SUNKISSED SKIN .
FULL NAME: eden marie james
AGE: 23
STAR SIGN(S): virgo, libra moon, cancer rising
PRONOUNS: she/her
BIRTHPLACE: santa monica, california
ORIENTATION: bicurious
ALLERGIES: n/a
HEIGHT: 6′4
FAMILY: mother - josephine james, father - daniel james, brother - bradley james
TATTOOS: a rose tattoo on her ribs, pistol on her finger, her brothers birthdate in roman numerals on the back of her arm, the words ‘angel’ behind her ear, music note on her finger, spade symbol on her finger
PIERCINGS: multiple ear piercings
CHARACTER INSPO: brooke davis (one tree hill), jj (criminal minds), guinevere beck (you), buffy summers (btvs), kelly kapowski (saved by the bell), joey potter (dawsons creek), allison argent (teen wolf).
TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR EDEN’S BIO: eating disorders
(ages 0-10) eden became obsessed with the ocean the moment she set foot on sand. after watching a very insightful documentary, eden learnt that the ocean was in danger, and she decided that it needed her help. every weekend she demanded to go to the beach so that she could run around with a little bag and clear away any trash she found lying around. while she was on one of her vacations in hawaii, eden saved her first animal at the age of 7, a turtle that her and her friend lani had found tangled in a plastic bag.
(ages 10-16) her father wanted her to study law, to follow in his footsteps and put her smarts to good use. for a while, she complied, took summer jobs at the courthouse, and even joined the debate teams -- but in the end, her desire to be a marine biologist was too great.
(ages 16-20) she moved town when she was 16, leaving behind santa monica to join a new highschool. it was there that eden fell in love for the first time, she loved him deeply, but for the longest time they were simply just friends. he always had a new girl on his arm, and everyone loved him. when she finally let him take her out on a date, it became painfully obvious that he was not ready to commit to her, nor was he ready to commit to anyone else. however, it was too late now, eden had already slept with him and told him how she felt. they dated on and off for years, and insecurities got the better of her, the fights became frequent, and their relationship became toxic. it was during this time that eden developed a severe eating disorder, desperate to be the prettiest girl, to win his attentions and keep him from straying. she became obsessed with her looks, even getting a breast augmentation at the age of 18 in attempt to love herself more. none of it really mattered, he loved her, he was sure he did, but no matter how hard she cried, and no matter how she begged, their relationship continued to struggle due to the males own insecurities and problems.
(ages 20-present) now eden has an ever growing presence on social media with 4.9 M followers, she shines a light on ocean crises, and her countless charities that help raise money towards preserving the ocean life. she’s in a healthier mindset after returning from college, now pursuing her dream career within the branches of marine biology.
Honestly, there was a part of Eden that blamed his inherent curiosity for this entire situation. A strange man had appeared at his door and claimed that he was meant for some higher purpose. For a moment, a part of him had been convinced it was some poor client who had gotten a little far into his role in whatever fun little sex game that Eden had somehow missed he was meant to be playing today. Perhaps he shouldn't have agreed to come, but there had been some gut feeling that had told him to follow him to this mystical camp. Though with the knowledge now that man had been Hermes, perhaps there had been a little godly magic involved in making him trust him enough. Or maybe something in his demi-god blood.
Or maybe the fates just liked playing a joke on him because at least three of his actual clients were also at the camp and seemingly were also demi-gods.
When offered the Ambrosia as he stood in the temple in front of this literal goddess, the woman who claimed to be his mother. His true mother. Not the...other one who's heart even now ached to think about. Eden didn't even consider any other option than taking it. Soon enough, that golden liquid was slipping down his throat, and for a moment, nothing happened. Eden blinked up at the beautiful woman who was claiming to be his mother with a little arch of both of his eyebrows. 'Well, that was-" he never got to finish that sentence as suddenly his body lurched, that unique feeling like a sudden drop of a rollercoaster. His world was going white around him as everything burned away in a moment. He found himself blinking a few times as the world around him came back into focus.
Blue skies above him. An endless expanse of blue as far as the eye could see on one side and a small island forest on the other. His bare feet pressed against something cool to the touch, smooth and pearly white. And speaking of bare, he, as he glanced down at himself, was completely naked. A gentle wind brushed against his body as he stood under that bright sun above him. "Huh." Eden said if only to hear his own voice vanish into the empty space around him. He kneeled as he placed a hand against a strange thing he was standing on-
A shell.
His eyebrows narrowed together as he realised exactly where he was. Eden had seen this exact layout before. A younger version of him had gone almost every day to the local art museum when a traveling exhibit was on display. He'd settle in the same spot and just...gaze at one painting in particular.
The Birth of Venus by Sandro Botticelli.
Eden felt himself suck on the inside of his cheek- everything around felt so real. The lapping of that water and the rustling of those trees.
"You crave power. You reach for it even when you don't mean too."
Eden felt himself freeze as that voice echoed around him, keeping that reaction off his face as years of practice had taught him how to play his own truth close to his chest. He moved up to his feet once again, standing tall without a hint of shame at his nudity. It was tempting to lie or obscure that truth, but the woman...his mother...was a goddess, and even Eden knew there wasn't much point to that.
"Well I hope you don't intend for me to feel bad about that." Eden's voice pointed out as he glanced up in the sky with a little click of his tongue. Part of him expected that he'd failed some sort of test with that answer.
"It was a statement of fact, not an indictment of character." His mother's voice was almost...fond about that? The sound of water rushing made Eden's eyes drop down to see the water next to the giant seashell he was standing on swirling. Starting to form images. The water formed into a screen as clear as any video. Eden watched as a version of himself fell into bed with person after person. Client after client. Easy smiles and affectionate touches. Lewd acts he never regretted for a moment. His true talent was carving off a part of his soul again and again to give each experience a true feeling, a connection with the other person. Bare bodies in sheets, stolen kisses with a promise of another session. Desire was something he always understood. Desire was easy. Parties being the pretty thing on so many elbows, the charming smile, and quick witted mind
"We will need many weapons in the coming battle, but not everyone fights with Zeus bolts or Ares swords. Or even dear sister Athena's mind.." the voice continued. That same fondness in her tone. "So few remember me as a Goddess of War. There's a reason I picked you Eden, among so many choices."
Eden was about to speak, to point out that those words were something of a backhanded compliment, as that picture below him changed. This time, Eden couldn't hide his reaction as he felt his breath catch in his throat. This time, the vision of Eden was him curled up on his couch wearing a pair of simple black sweats. Far from the glamour of those parties, it had just shown moments earlier. This image of Eden was scribbled like a madman in a dusty red leather-bound notebook. He couldn't even pretend to know exactly what that was.
Secrets. Every tibit of information he'd overheard in rooms he shouldn't be in. Of the mistake words uttered to him in confidence. In the confessional that existed between the sheets, and in that post-bliss feeling a client had after an experience with him. The foolishness that people overlooked, consorts and escorts, never failed to surprise him. Everything his clients had ever said or done. The book was the one thing he'd never left out to be found by an outside eye. It was even written in a cipher. Even now, he'd slipped it under a loose floorboard in his cabin. Information was two important things in this world- power and money. The right words in the right ear or the wrong one could change the world. An information broker with an onlyfans. Who the fuck would have ever thought of that.
This is why Aphrodite had picked him. Not because of his love of sex. Because of how his mind worked. The way he could keep someone so close but so distant all the same time.
She wanted a weapon of subtlety. A knife in the dark rather than one on a battlefield.
Eden gave a little press of his lip as he nodded. "All right." The words felt stronger than they had any right to before glanced up at the sky once again.
"You want a weapon, my brand new mother dearest. Who am I deny you?" He said, holding his hands out with sharp grin as if offering himself to the Goddess. And just like that he got his answer to his words- that bright pink mist standing to swirl around his wrists and started creeping further up and up his arm, he could feel that power beginning to melt into his veins and into his body. He could almost taste the lust of the camp and it's inhabitants even in this dream like state. The way each one of them tasted was different on his tongue. Different flavours. Different desires. Needs. Aches. He could tell that some wanted love and others wanted more carnal impulses. Each of the demi-gods was suddenly connecting washing over him as he drowned in that mess of feelings. The pink mist finally washed over his head, and he found himself gasping for air that never came. Bright lights twinkling over his vision before...
Just like that his knees hit the temple floor and he was back in the world. Back in reality.
His fingers pressed into the ground as he glanced up at the smiling face of his mother.
The woman who found herself not just a son, but so much more.
you’re in the center of arguing that has nothing to do with you. it feels like no matter where you go, conflict follows, like a curse. whether you seek it out or not you’re not willing to admit, but it’s there, it’s there and you hate it. you don’t trust when your life goes without a bump for more than a few months, like you’re in the eye of a hurricane and the calm is going to break. you deserve better than that. you weren’t meant to be like that, you know, you aren’t designed for conflict like that. conflict isn’t a peronsality trait and the sooner you realize that the sooner you’ll be able to detach yourself from it - and you need to detach yourself from it. it’s not normal to constantly react to things happening to you rather than act for yourself. isn’t making bad decisions better than none at all? it’ll get you somewhere, at least. you aren’t a drifter - a drifter is for water, and you aren’t drowning. not if you don’t let yourself.
Eden is, technically speaking my youngest “troll” (or character on the roster).
I haven’t had much of a chance to use her unfortunately, but she’s also the least developed because she hasn’t had many interactions.
I originally intended for her to be somewhat of a blank slate that would develop as she went on into a more “fleshed out” robot with more “human” qualities.
Here's a personal reference I made with the primary Elements and Ideas. The Ideas don't have nations rather than religious followings throughout Eden, as opposed to the Elements, which is the reverse. They were organized this way because the people of Eden believed their deities created them with these things in mind--and to eventually come together and create new forms of life. Genetic diversity is extremely encouraged on Eden, as New Life is sort of their.. Pinnacle belief? In a way. Not sure how else to phrase that.
So if Eden were to become possessed (like he has in one RP already) there are two main demons likely to tempt him: Desire and Fear. Fear would play on his past, especially the fear of his father coming back into his life. In verses where he has friends, they would likely play on his fear of losing those he cares about, as before he tried to isolate himself so he wouldn't have that extra worry. Desire likely would be there for those people Eden let in and desired to have more with, or for Eden's desire to finally have someone to have close to his heart. This isn't necessarily romantic, either, as he's long had the desire for simple friendship too. Of course, in a verse where he already has a deep bond with someone, it becomes unlikely the tempting would occur.
