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[javierxnavarro]

Javier Navarro -- Moodboard 001 

[eli-james-anderson]

【Ｅｌｌｉｏｔｔ　Ｊａｍｅｓ　Ａｎｄｅｒｓｏｎ】

Basics

Age: 26 Birthdate: May 5th  Zodiac: Taurus Hometown: Pittsburg, PA Sexuality: Hetrosexual Weapon of choice: Baseball bat

Traits

Negative: Over Protective, Ditsy, Clumsy, Lazy Positive: Goofy, Kind, Chivalrous

Aesthetics

Cold Pizza, tie-dyed shirts, joy-sticks that stick, tangled headphones, worn out comic books, dusty figurines, and baseball bats wrapped in barbed wire.

Appearance

Height: 6 foot 6 inches Weight: 185 lbs Build: Slim Tattoos: none Scars & birth marks: A scar above his left eye from an accident when he was 5 Attire: Graphic T-shirts, plaid button downs that are always unbuttoned, jeans and kakis, vans

BIO

Elliott was born 3 months early and has suffered from a heart murmur and heart problems ever since.

Growing up, Eli was always know for being the dorky best friend. Always there for a shoulder to cry on or a joke to make you laugh. Though he was popular by proxy of his Ice Queen Bee sister (Anna), the boy never really fell into the popular crowd and was far too awkward to enjoy the attention of others. Hence, why his squad ran rather small and the boy went most of his high school career as a virgin. But senior year held a few twists and turns for the boy, he had became an uncle and snagged a girlfriend, his best friend and resident Bat-Girl to his Batman, Danielle.

After a few years of dating, while Anna and her Fiancé Beau and son Andon were on their own little vacay, Dani and Eli ventured out on their own. Eli’s plan was to purpose on the trip to see see Dani’s father in Atlanta. It was the best trip of his entire life, that was until the outbreak hit. Scared and not knowing what to do, Eli was able to get in contact with Anna, meeting them somewhere between Macon and Atlanta with Dani in tow.

After seeing who he believed to be the love of his life killed before his eyes by walkers, Eli is much more stoic then the cheery boy in high school. Feeling that this world just might not be the place for such joy any longer. And his feelings were only reinforced when again he watched his sister and soon to be brother in law die at the hands of walkers, leaving him to care for his young nephew. 

For months and months Eli and Andon wandered, having far too many close calls for comfort. It was getting to the point where Eli began questioning other options other then surviving. That was when they managed to stumble upon Fairvale. Though nothing is truly safe anymore, it provided shelter, protection, food and water, even amenities like toys for Andon. Finally, Eli has began to show more of his old self by helping make Fairvale more of a home and lightness in a world of shit. But every now and again, the man succumbs to dark thoughts dwelling on all the losses and looks for an escape.

[drhollyxwood]

                                      ♥   holly wood   ♥

                           “you change the world by being yourself.“                                      

                                              the basics //  

full name: holly wood  birthdate & zodiac: may 5th, 1993 & taurus gender & pronouns: cis female & she/her sexuality: heterosexual education:  bachelor of arts in neuroscience at princeton university,  four years harvard medical school. occupation: medical staff - former first year pediatrics resident at boston childrens hospital. hometown: riverside, georgia arrived in fairvale: january 2020 family: william wood ( father -deceased ), whitney wood ( mother -deceased ), merrick wood ( younger sister - deceased ), oliver terrence wood (half brother - alexander calvert fc)  maya merrick ( maternal aunt- status unknown)

                                     deeper dive //

moral alignment: lawful neutral myers briggs: infj-t - the advocate hobbies:             dance, music, cheer, reading, studying, complex scientific equations, stress baking, running. languages:              french, spanish & a little latin favorites :                food - waffles with fresh whipped cream and strawberries.                drink - coffee, preferably a double shot latte but honestly she’ll take it any way she can get it, also chocolate milkshakes & crisp white wine.                movie - she’s a big horror movie fan but the sound of music & the princess bride are her favorite movies of all time.                song - rhiannon - fleetwood mac, but she also unironically loves cheesy pop music and any song released from a disney movie.                color - pink and blue habits:           doesn’t smoke  / drinks socially / recovering adderall addict                 nervous ticks include tapping her foot, twirling her hair around her finger and chewing on her bottom lip. loves:       learning, reading, dance, music, her sister, her best friend, hot coffee, early mornings, jogging, fluffy pillows, hugs and affection, trivia games, puns (no matter how bad they are), baking, cleaning, swiss chocolate, skittles, late night study sessions, children, making lists, science. fears:        failure, ending up like either one of her parents, small germ phobia she constantly fights against, not knowing what has happened to her family. talents:        maintaining a near perfect grade point average, the ability to remember random useless facts, cheer, dance, singing, piano. baking.

                                                                                 appearance //

height: 5′7″ tattoos: none scars: none piercings: ears, she wears a pair of small diamond studs given to her by her mother for her 16th birthday. hair: long, wavy blonde hair she wears mostly in a side ponytail or side braid for practical reasons. likes to wear it out and natural especially when she’s at home and there’s no need to be presentable. style: peter pan collars, pastels, knitted oversized sweaters, wide legged jeans flannelette pyjama pants and singlets, ballet flats, flirty summer dresses, cotton shorts, polo t-shirts, pencil skirts, soft cotton blouses, cashmere cardigans.

                                                   bio

oldest daughter of william ‘billy’ wood (doctor) and whitney wood (riverside’s mayor), has three younger siblings, her sister merrick ann wood and her half-siblings oliver & ophelia.

classic overachiever and perfectionist that spent her younger years studying to maintain a perfect gpa and academic record.

while in high school she was the founder of the riverside high science club as well as captain of the riverside titans cheer squad.

graduated high school at seventeen, attended princeton university for three years studying neuroscience before attending harvard medical school for four. almost completed her first year of residency at boston children's hospital before the epidemic hit.

[javierxnavarro]

Javier Navarro; Overview

→ GENERAL INFORMATION

Name: Javier Navarro

Date of birth: December 3rd

Age: 35

Hometown: Charleston, South Carolina

Current Residency: Fairvale safe haven, Georgia; Arrived April 2020

Occupation: Mechanic; Maintenance

→ SUMMARY

[tw; implied miscarriage, infidelity, violence]

Things had always seemed to come easily for Javier. He grew up in a loving family with a brother and sister. His grades in school were average. He fell in love young and swift in high school and never looked back.

He took over ownership of the family auto shop, working long hours to make a nice nest egg for his future family. After he was married to his high school sweetheart not long after graduation, the couple decided to take the next logical step in their relationship and have a child. Javier had always wanted kids of his own, after all, so when the idea was proposed they were both all in for it. However, the pieces of his perfect life started to crumble bit by bit as their attempts at conceiving a baby proved futile. After investing money in several rounds of treatment and getting excited for a coming child only to lose the dream once again - it weighed heavily on both of their shoulders.

Taking on extra shifts at the auto shop and working longer nights in an attempt to make up the money they’d spent, Javier found it more and more difficult to return home knowing they had lost another child - and knowing that his wife probably needed his support now than ever before and he couldn’t seem to figure out how to provide it. Instead, it was far easier to throw himself into work than let himself feel. Not to mention, he missed her. He missed what they’d once had before all of this. It felt as if they’d put their entire relationship on hold and that with all their attempts to conceive, they’d distanced from one another. He missed their casual affection - and by accident, he found it in someone else. It had been a mistake as soon as it happened; just a random woman in a bar that gave him that affection he’d been craving from his wife for seemingly too long.

Javi planned to tell her as soon as it happened, but by the time he got up the courage, she was pregnant and the time simply didn’t seem right. Then the days turned to weeks, turned to months - and the secret spoiled on his tongue. He didn’t want to submit her to any unnecessary stress by bringing it up. Besides, it had only been a one time mistake. It hadn’t meant anything. He loved his wife, his family.

Of course, such ugly secrets had a way of getting out. He’s not even sure how she found out, but how didn’t matter so much as what came next. She’d kicked him out of the house, refused to see or hear him out. Time passed, slipping through his fingers, as he tried to pick up the pieces and put his relationship back together again. But the pieces no longer seemed to fit. The harder he pushed, the more she pulled away. He ended up moving in with his sister for a time when it seemed that repairing his relationship may not be possible.

When the virus began to spread, Javi and his siblings held up in his garage to wait it out, assuming whatever was going on would simply pass with a little time. But soon enough the place was overrun by the dead and they found themselves constantly on the move, looting shops for foot and supplies and managing with little more than a truck that had been getting work done at the shop and his motorcycle as a means of travel. They picked up survivors here and there in their travels, put together a ragtag sort of group, but lost most of them along the way - either due to the dead or otherwise getting separated.

It wasn’t until they came across a larger group of survivors that things really took a turn for the worse. Demands were made to hand over all of their gear and supplies. Knowing it would leave them as good as dead without what little they had, Javi put up a fight. He managed to take out a few of the men before he was shot and restrained, dragged off to the groups camp as a prisoner. In the frenzy he lost sight of his siblings - but could only assume they’d been killed or left for dead when he didn’t see them again.

The loss of his family came as a shock, giving him very little left to fight for. But, being stubborn as he was, he didn’t bend to the commands of the survivors who captured him. Nothing they could do would be any worse than the hell he was already living in.

Over time he started devising a plan to escape the camp, along side a few of the other captives and the help of an inside man who fled alongside them. They put as much distance as they could between themselves and the camp they’d left behind, but injuries alongside hordes of the dead put a stop to their mission time and again. When they finally stumbled upon Fairvale they sought refuge in the camp, intending it to only be for a short period of time to recover before continuing. But soon enough the days stretched on into months, and the comforts provided by the safe haven have proven more difficult to leave behind than expected.

→ HEADCANONS

TBA

→ CONNECTIONS

Brother [1/1]: Gabriel Navarro

Sister [0/1]:

Estranged Wife [0/1]: 

Escapees from rebel camp [0/3]:

[sydney-grayson]

[cxllettejacxbsxn]

                                      ☿  colette jacobson  ☿

"life is not about how you survive the storm...

                                                           it’s about how you dance in the rain "

                                        the basics //

full name : colette ozma jacobson. birthdate & zodiac : june 19th 1994, gemini. gender & pronouns : cis female & she/her. sexuality : bisexual occupation : supply runner - former assistant cheercoach, babysitter & dog walker. hometown : braedan, nebraska. arrived in fairvale: march 2020 family : father - unknown, ann jacobson ( mother - deceased, rachel weiz npc), yale jacobson ( older sister - mila kunis fc ).                                      

                                   deeper dive //

alignment : chaotic neutral. myers briggs : enfp-t - the campaigner. hobbies :          music, reading, dancing, trash talk, jogging, photography, pushing peoples buttons till she gets a reaction.

favorites :

                food - chocolate. drink - iced coffee, anything vodka based she can get her hands on & freshly squeezed orange juice. movie - leprechaun, the entire series  although leprechaun 4:in space is a particular favorite. song - everybody wants to rule the world by tears for fears & little lies by fleetwood mac, she also has a secret love of eminem stemming from the sheer amount of times she watched eight mile with her older sister. color - purple. habits :

             social smoker  / social drinker / would really love to be high right now                 nervous ticks include avoiding eye contact, pursing her lips, hiding her face behind her hair if it’s down, tapping her fingers.

loves :

     shitty puns, conversations, her sister, her sword, her friends, sparkles, any and all holidays especially halloween and hanukkah, dressing up, glitter, puppies, kids, old records, horror films (the more b grade the better) and classic cinema.

fears :

loneliness, becoming her mother.

talents :

  making inappropriate jokes at inappropriate times, cheer, dance, avoiding anything that makes her uncomfortable, talking about everything but also talking about nothing at all, matricide, decorating, causing small kitchen fires, shoplifting, she can roll a perfect joint, getting herself into awkward situations, getting herself out of awkward situations.

                                       appearance //

height : 5′7″ tattoos : none. she can never decide on exactly what she’d want to get. scars : none on the outside. piercings : ears (wears a small set of silver & diamond stars), belly button. eye color: hazel. hair : long, wavy dark brown hair worn down unless out on a run when she places it up in a messy bun or tucks it under a cap. style: little black dresses, ripped jeans, band t-shirts, oversized hoodies, yoga pants and crop tops, cut off shorts, sparkles, crazy socks, flannel shirts, flirty skirts and singlets in the summer, major shoe fetish, star of david necklace she never takes off.

                                     bio //

born the second child of a mother that probably should have stopped after the first, colette was used to being an afterthought. ann jacobson swung between bouts of stifling over-compensation and forgetting her youngest child even existed and it was only through yale, her older sister and her maternal grandparents that colette really got a taste of how a family was supposed to work. but then her grandparents died before colette was really old enough to form any lasting memories and her sister took off for seemingly greener pastures and colette was left essentially alone. of course she had people, an entire town really that ate out of the palm of her hand (colette had always been good at showing people exactly what they wanted to see in her) and one or two others, people that meant something to her, people she would do anything for and would do anything for her in return and honestly in her opinion, that’s all she really needed. her teen years were spent in a kind of haze, smoking it up behind the bleachers with her best friend jess before cheering on the football team with her squad on the field, weekends drinking and popping pills and falling in love just for the night with guys who laughed about her with their friends come monday morning and she learned to cover up the pain, to mask it behind a sunny smile and to never let her weakness show. and it got easier, the whispers, the ache of loneliness, the feeling she had inside -that anger that gnawed away, it all got easier to deal with the older she got until she no longer found herself wishing for a mother who loved her and she no longer cared that her sister floated in and out of her life like a ghost, her own problems weighing her down more heavily than colette’s ever could. by the time high school graduation came around and with grades that could have had her following in her sisters footsteps and out of ann’s life for good (colette never really did have to try all that hard, education came easy to her just like her mother and her sister before her - those jacobson girls with their silver tongues, hearts that led them in all the wrong directions and ivy league brains) colette had all but decided against leaving, forgoing college in favor of taking a job that saw her taking up the mantle of assistant cheer coach to her prior squad. only tragedy struck braedan in the form of the murder of her best friends sister, and closer to home still the death of her mother, late one night driving home drunk (ruled accidental even though there were suspicions - every one knew ann jacobson, everyone knew she had made the journey countless times before in worse conditions than the one she was in). the absence of her mother, and the smell of a prize winning expose in the air brought yale back into braedan and although colette had missed her sister, had longed to have her return for longer than a night or two at a time, her arrival sparked an upheaval in the life colette had carved out for herself. eventually, at the urging of three of the people who's opinion meant the most to her, colette made the decision to leave, her best friend by her side and adventure on her mind - an opportunity to find out who she really was, to grow and leave the past behind. it was somewhere around vegas after a year of driving around aimlessly never settling down, never following a plan that jess and her parted ways - the other girl, running from the recent tragedies she’d endured and looking to forget drawn to the anonymity the nevada town offered - and while colette was sad to see her go, while she had hated watching her fade in the rear view mirror, part of her had been relieved. she’d always meant to return to braedan eventually, her desire to see the world in constant battle with her yearning for safety, for home, only life or rather the end of life as she knew it had other plans.  romero couldn’t have written it any better - flesh-eaters, zombies, those who lust for brains but don’t seem to have any - they were supposed to be make believe, the type of thing she’d watch with wide terrified eyes late at night when she couldn’t sleep - she wasn’t supposed to be living in a horror story. she searched for yale, and when that seemed to be hopeless, she wandered...not far, she stayed within nebraska and would have wound up zombie chow if fate hadn’t of stepped up in the form of a crossbow wielding hottie and eventually the promise of some sort of half life within the town fairvale. she tells herself he’ll leave - everybody does and she tells herself it won’t hurt when he does, but for now she’s taking things one day at a time, hoping that mateo just might be the one person who might surprise her.

[liviawilliams]

                                      ☼  livia williams  ☼

               "art is not what you see, but what you make others see."

                                        the basics //

full name: livia amara williams birthdate & zodiac: feburary 11, 1989 & aquarius gender & pronouns: cis female & she/her sexuality: lesbian education: bachelor of fine arts NYU occupation: teacher (artist) hometown: brooklyn heights, NY arrived in fairvale: april 2019 family: peter williams ( father - deceased ), tamara williams ( mother - deceased ), karla williams ( older sister - wanted connection ), jeremiah williams ( older brother - wanted connection)

                                     deeper dive //

alignment: neutral good myers briggs: infp - the mediator hobbies:            hiking, boxing, long walks, people watching, sketching in the park, painting until the early hours of the morning.

favorites:                 food - roast chicken and gravy.                 drink - herbal tea because it helps her relax                 movie - she doesn't have a specific movie, but she loves a good comedy.                 song - stormy weather by etta james                 color - yellow habits:              doesn’t smoke  / doesn't drink / never taken drugs                 nervous ticks include biting her paintbrush/pencil/pen, scratching her ear and biting her nails. loves:                 art galleries, crisp new sketchbooks, the smell of freshly baked biscuits/cakes/bread, candlelight, sleeping in, hiking, creating beautiful things, lazy afternoons, romantic comedies, collecting old tea mugs. fears:                 losing any more loved ones, being alone talents:                 sketching/drawing/painting, jig saw puzzles, the ability to zone out all the background noise around her, cooking (can't bake), acoustic guitar (her ex-girlfriend taught her), gift wrapping.

                                      appearance //

height: 5′8″ tattoos: small dove on her right shoulder in honor of her parents scars: none piercings: ears (she loves crazy earrings but rarely wears them anymore) hair: dark and wavy, usually pulled back in a messy ponytail to keep it out of the way while she's working on a new piece, occasionally worn down. style: paint splattered overalls, worn dark wash jeans, peasant skirts, zip up hoodies, has a vintage t-shirt obsession, sneakers or slip-ons but prefers to be barefoot as much as possible - dresses for comfort rather than style.

                                      bio //

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