#event:010

[isadoraraval]

Isadora Raval | 1986 AU

Age: 29

Birthplace: London

Favorite Song Currently: In The Air Tonight - Phil Collins 

Isadora was born in London into the lap of luxury. Her father a rather prominent politician, her mother a well-renowned interior designer, the young woman never had to worry about a thing. 

Growing up with such wealth and privilege, she developed her own view of the world. One where those that were well dressed, well-mannered, and well, wealthy, were of higher importance than those that were not.

She held this ideal as she grew older, all the way through university. While she attended to follow in her mother’s footsteps and has a degree in design, her true love was always dance. As a graduation present, her parents gave her enough money to buy her own dance studio, though the rest of the costs for opening were up to her.

Approximately two years ago, Isadora sold her studio in London and opened one in Wildemount. She still works and lives there to this day. 

It was after becoming a dance teacher that her eyes began to open to how wrong she was. Some of her favorite students, some of the brightest ones, were people she wouldn’t have looked at twice in her younger years. 

Despite her growth, she still acts a bit rude and snooty at times. It’s a rather hard habit to break.

Secretly, Isadora finds herself pining after an older man. A silver fox of sorts and who she sees as a kind soul named Lucius. She’s not sure what her friends or family would think of it, but her heart flutters each time she sees him. The petite brunette finds herself growing more and more concerned that something may happen to him. 

With the fog rolling in and the number of missing persons climbing, the dance teacher finds herself continuously worried. She’s constantly looking over her shoulder. Every noise she hears makes her skin crawl. Something is wrong but she doesn’t know what. Safe to say, she’s absolutely terrified each day that passes. 

[riannekaufman]

Rianne Kaufman | 1986 AU

(contains the following triggers: drugs, death)

Age: 25

Birthplace: Boston, MA

Current Favorite Song: Runaway - Bon Jovi

Still raised by her grandmother in the heart of Boston. Her grandmother is still wealthy, that’s about all that’s the same.

Rianne has been in Wildemount since the winter of 1977. Her grandmother (for reasons unbeknownst to her) decided to move to England. At 16, Rianne fought the move as hard as she could, but failed. 

Irritated, angry, and confused, that’s when Rianne started acting out. She went after older men and women, constantly snuck out. She was always at a party, always intoxicated. 

Much to her delight (as she hated the old woman with a burning passion), Rianne’s grandmother died two years ago and left her absolutely everything.

As she’s grown older, her lifestyle hasn’t changed at all. She’s simply gotten better at hiding it.

Currently unemployed, living off of her inheritance, Rianne is working on her debut horror novel

Her visual aesthetic is very much inspired by Stevie Nicks in the 1980s. Dramatic, flowy, somewhat ‘bohemian’. 

Her personality is heavily inspired by Stephen King. Biting sarcasm, dark sense of humor.

Like both celebrities at the time, Rianne in the AU does copious amounts of cocaine. 

While she’s heard about the missing and deceased, she’s not worried. In her mind, there’s nothing that could ever happen to her. 

[nataliaxortega]

For the second time in her life, Natalia couldn’t get the image of a dead body out of her mind. She had heard the chaos, not far from her own tattoo parlor, and she had made the mistake of going to investigate. Police were everywhere, people were screaming. She managed to get a glimpse of it - of Leif’s soft, beautiful face. Her sweet, sweet friend. It was an image that replayed itself nightly, and Natalia had been having god awful night terrors from it.

That night, she jolted, sitting up straight in her bed as she let out a heartbreaking scream. “No, no, no,” she kept repeating as she wrapped her arms around herself, tears streaming down her face. The boy she had become so close to, so protective of could not be dead. She was one of the last people to have seen him alive. Fuck, she even had his sweater from where he let her borrow it because she was freezing. 

She turned to Mani in bed and began to cry a little harder, her sobs rocking the bed. “Why him, baby? Of all the fucking people in the world, why’d they have to take him?”

@manidharxmodi​

[nataliaxortega]

Outside of work and the safety of her own home with her boyfriend, Natalia didn’t talk about what was happening at all. She internalized everything, just the way she did when her own husband had passed away. She knew that she needed something to distract herself outside of Mani, which was the reason she had invited Helena out for dinner. She sat at the table alone, waiting for her friend to arrive. And once she did? It took all Natalia had in her petite body not to cry. “It’s so fuckin’ good to see you, love.”

@helena-theriot​

[nataliaxortega]

If there was one thing Natalia knew about herself, it was that if she didn’t pour herself into work, she would lose her mind. She had grown so close to Leif over a period of time. He was so sweet, so kind, and truthfully, he had become the brother she had always wanted. She could feel her eyes welling up with tears at the thought of it and so she quickly had to snap out of it. She cleared her throat and accidentally pressed a bit harder with the running tattoo gun. “Fuck, I’m sorry,” she muttered, lightening up her strokes on the woman’s skin. “So, uh... What’s this ink for, toots?”

@evanixkamat​

[patientlyserenity]

Serenity hadn’t slept much the couple of nights prior. With everything going on, her mind seemed to be running constantly. The only bit of solace she ever got was Esme. Curled up in bed with the woman she adored so much brought her so much peace, so much joy. It also brought her pain, knowing that she was too scared to be ‘out’, to tell the world she wanted to spend her life with another woman. The woman rolled over in bed and looked at her partner. Serenity’s eyes were tired and concerned, but she tried to mask it with a smile. “How the hell can you be such a beacon of light with so much bullshit going on in this world, hm?” she mused. “I wish I could stay here all day and avoid all of that out there. Especially knowing what my sister, Alice, is going through now.” She sighed. “None of it’s fair.” 

@veilisfailling​

[patientlyserenity]

Aside from Celeste, Serenity didn’t speak much to her siblings. It wasn’t anything personal, she just didn’t see a point in getting too close to them. In the end, the truth would come out and she’d be judged, she was sure of it. However, the moment she heard that Alice was the one that discovered that sweet boy’s corpse, she felt a need to check on her. 

The brunette pounded at her sister’s front door, desperate to make quick contact with her. (She hadn’t taken into account that it might have frightened her further). “Alice!” she called out, knocking a few more times, “it’s Ren! Please open up. I have snacks and comics to cheer you up.” As though any of that would lessen the trauma of finding a lifeless body.

@deadlydiviniity​

[isadoraraval]

Her mother had always told her the way to a man’s heart was his stomach. Unfortunately, Isadora never had the time to cook a proper meal anymore, but that didn’t means he didn’t want to try to impress Lucius. She was well aware that the likelihood that he would ever reciprocate her attraction was slim to none. Never the less, she could at least show her appreciation for him and all he had done for her as of late. She had taken the time to order a few things from the local Chinese restaurant (but made sure to get a spare menu in case he wanted something different). With the bag full of food, the small brunette made her way over to his home. However, as she exited her car and approached the front door, she noticed another man waiting. She could only describe the gentleman as rough looking. He seemed tired, worn thin, a bit on edge. This tugged at her heart strings almost as much as it made her nervous. She cleared her throat before speaking up, her wary eyes meeting his. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know Lucius was going to be having company or else--” She sighed, looking down at the takeout. “I’ll leave this on the front step and be on my way, if need be. Again, my apologies, sir.” 

@razielxhid​