fave shows/anime. american horror story ．obi-wan kenobi・death note ．jujutsu kaisen・chainsaw man
in her headphones. eminem．mcr．ethel cain．lana del rey．britney spears・the 1975．marilyn manson・kanye west・rammstein．nicole dollanganger・deftones．nine inch nails・fleetwood mac・mars argo
perfume lingering on someone else’s pillow; your presence not so easily forgotten, a borrowed leather jacket over a silk slip dress, being sweat-soaked and swaying to the bass in a sea of strangers, a laugh like the sound of a slot machine jackpot; tempting those that hear to test their luck, heat lightning in late summer.
walkman rotation. around the furn by deftones, love deluxe by sade, live through this by hole, 2nd heaven by 2nd heaven
BASICS.
full name. logan valentine age & birthday. 30 & september 16 astrology. virgo sun, scorpio moon, scorpio rising sexuality. bisexual birthplace. los angeles, ca current residence. colossal, oh traits. vivacious, ambitious, independent, cynical, blunt, selfish. mbti. entj-a, the commander alignment. chaotic temperament. choleric current job. venue manager @ fight club
ok i'm linking my app. i've copied and pasted quite a bit of it here, but if u want other info and headcanons, u can look here <3
HISTORY.
logan is the only child (that we know of) of alonso "lonnie" valentine, guitarist in a rather famous rock band from the late 60s/early 70s, the kissers. her mom was not in the picture.
lonnie was young when logan was born, and he wasn't ready to give up his rockstar ways, so logan spent her early years on the road. no one involved should've been raising a baby, but they were.
it wasn't until she was almost in high school that the kissers decided to stop touring, which left her in a stable housing situation for the first time ever. immediately, it was clear logan was kind of weird, but in a really cool way. she was more worldly and experienced than every other kid her own age, but also behind in school. she managed to get by, despite struggling a lot in math and sciences, having heard her whole childhood that “the school of life” is what matters most.
she found herself constantly drawn to music, because that’s the only world she’s ever known. she dabbled in multiple instruments, but performing never really called to her. she preferred to be in the audience than on stage. she’d sneak into venues all over la, and was constantly befriending the staff, then once the staff was used to her, the bands. it was only natural she found herself working part time at a venue (as a ticket taker) the second she was old enough for a job.
after graduating high school, logan moved to seattle, drawn to the evolving grunge scene there (nirvana was formed in 1987, the same year). she continued to immerse herself in the music scene in anyway she could; bartending, sound tech, stagehand, production assistant, and eventually, she got the connections needed to become a talent booker. she knew a lot of the local bands, so she could connect with them.
she had a fling with one of the frontmen of a really popular local group. they got a tour, and he told her to quit her job and come with them. she laughed in his face and called off whatever they were doing on the spot. heartbroken and petty, he contacted the owner of the place she worked at and said as long as she was working there, they wouldn’t play there. with the money they brought in, the venue picked the band. this ruined her rep, as all the venues around wanted to be able to book this very popular group. she stuck it out for a few months, expecting it to blow over, but when it became clear it wouldn’t, she got desperate and reached out to monty.
PERSONALITY.
logan is a cool girl. she’s confident, self-possessed, and aloof. and being a beautiful, confident woman means she has an undeniable presence, and she likes that. logan likes attention, and she commands it, but she’s not someone that necessarily seeks the spotlight, preferring to let it come to her, or even to tee up someone else. i think there’s a level of mystery about her, in this case, because she’s charming and willing to talk to people, yet she still maintains a certain distance.
and this is for a number of reasons. she’s independent, almost to a fault. growing up, she spent a lot of time on her own, and had to figure out how to entertain herself, and she managed. she’s carried that through her whole life; logan enjoys her own company, and she’s not scared of doing anything on her own. but also, logan has difficulty with genuine connection. she’s very cynical about people, as i think she saw the worst of them when she was really young. she didn’t have people to rely on, with her father not being suited to raise a child, and all the people around him being more focused on their own lives than on taking care of logan. she’s evasive, defensive, and doesn't trust easily.
a by-product of her self-assurance is that she takes herself very seriously. logan fully intends to create a life she loves to live, and a large part of that is her career. she’s lowkey a workaholic, in that a lot of her life is set up around her job. if she’s not working, she’s often hanging out with musicians, and a lot of her partying is also networking. she cares about her career more than a lot of other things in her life.
despite being a cool girl, logan is not a chill girl. when logan cares, logan really cares. it shows in her passion for music, her ambition, and those few relationships she actually takes to. she’ll be focused and dedicated, and she’s really possessive of people. it’s like a switch flips in her, and she goes from cool and detached to fiery and obsessive.
she’s kind of a daredevil. an adrenaline junkie. she likes thrills in life! she likes fast cars and intense sports! she likes to fight with people and push people’s buttons. i think that while she’s resilient and adaptable, she also… kind of. doesn’t have the best self-preservation instincts, in that she likes to throw herself into situations. it’s just that she can get out of them!
“ streaks of city lights seen from the passing car window, hotel rooms with blackout curtains, the sweat of a cup of iced coffee collecting in your palms, lanyards tangled with laminate passes, smoke hanging in the stage lights “
── basics.
Full Name: Marlowe Reid Sinclair
Nickname: n/a (unless someone has an affectionate nickname exclusive to them)
Character Title: The Jack of All Trades
Pronouns and Gender: they/them, nonbinary
Age and Birthday: 33 years old and month and day tbd but 1967
Zodiac: tbd
Birth place: outside of Columbus, Ohio
Time in town: 15 years ( since 1984 )
Occupation: local grocery store shift lead & band manager for 2nd Heaven
Sexuality: Bisexual
Status: single
Family: tbd
Face claim: Emma D'Arcy
tw break up mention
── history.
( 1967 - 1984 — OUTSIDE OF COLUMBUS )
Marlowe grew up in little suburb a few miles outside of Columbus. Born to a mother who was fresh out of high school, and a man who was three years her senior. Neither were ready for a kid, but they did their best.
That’s not to say there was an absence of love in Marlowe’s upbringing. Their father worked at a manufacturing plant in Cincinnati. The commute made him fairly absent Monday through Friday, but he made up for it on the weekends.
Their mother worked three shifts a week at the local diner for a little extra spending cash, and Marlowe spent those mornings, until they were in school, hanging out in the back office.
They learned to function independently. Not overtly so, just enough to be able to alleviate any pressure from their mother and father. Marlowe became the capable one. The friend who organized the group projects, and the kid who could figure things out without asking for help.
Music was a background noise more than a passion back then, something that filled rooms. There was an interest in various artists, Marlowe collected vinyls and 8-track tapes, and, once they were invented, cassette tapes anytime they had spare cash and tried to take some deep dives on musicians when information became available.
( 1984 to the start of the band — CINCINNATI TO COLOSSAL )
So, at eighteen, when their partner— older, confident and with a guitar slung over their shoulder— talked about relocating to outside of Cincinnati, Marlowe followed.
It felt spontaneous, romantic, and it was proof they weren’t stuck.
Four months later, it was over.
It wasn’t a break up akin to that of a cataclysmic event. It was very clinical. “I need space.” “This isn’t working.” It was a break up that left Marlowe holding an apartment key with no plan. Their partner had connections and friends with a vision that no longer had them in it. Marlowe only had a lease and a bout of pride that had them refuse to crawl back to Columbus.
They ended up settling in an apartment right on the outskirts of a small town called Colossal.
Marlowe bounced around jobs and ended up working at a music shop, restringing guitars and organizing inventory. Teaching themselves new random things on slow days was more a hobby than a passion.
( 2nd Heaven’s origin to present day — COLOSSAL )
Boredom is also a powerful thing, and when a new band in small town Colossal was taking auditions, they gave it a shot.
Marlowe wasn’t good enough. They gave the base a shot, but Julien came in, definitely more of a musical genius than them. Technically, Marlowe was fine, but not exceptional, or stage-ready.
Instead of feeling embarrassed or rejected, Marlowe became more observant. For some reason or another, they hung around, and they caught onto anyone’s tardiness, or a slip of the memory with lyrics during practice. When there was a moment of overspending on unneeded gear and no expenses being tracked, Marlowe caught on.
That’s where it clicked. While the band was finding their footing, Marlowe stuck around to help with maintenance and behind the scenes work.
They would start fixing cables before anyone asked and built rehearsal calendars. Once the band started performing publicly, they took over with venue inquiries and negotiated pay bumps through ticket sales when they saw the opening to do so. And they made sure every member got home safe.
Band management was never a goal of theirs prior, but when offered that responsibility ( before it could be called a job ), they had no issue taking it.
Of course, outside of the band, they bounced around jobs in Colossal, and once the band really hit it off and gained traction, they began treating their jobs as disposable. That is, until the bills needed to be paid, then they’d fall back into an hourly job.
Currently, they’re a grocery store lead because it grants enough flexibility.
The ease at which Marlowe can walk, steadfast, into a disaster and leave it with a plan is something that was built with the confidence spurred on by a required independent streak. They are adaptable, shifting gears effortlessly, negotiating contracts to settling inner-band squabbles to having to reroute tour schedules at the drop of a dime. They handle curveballs thrown their way with an enviable grace, even if internally they might feel like they are crumbling.
The catch to that is that they rarely express it, and they won’t ask for help.
Marlowe is charismatic in a way that is magnetic, but definitely not loud. They can manage to pull strings when necessary to reach their goals. This does not mean they are inclined to schmooze, brown-nosing has never been something they leaned into, but they can talk their way into getting what they want, or at least finding a compromise that has even the slightest higher benefit to them.
Their organization doesn’t come in the form of color-coded spreadsheets or labels, but a planner with worn edges, and they’re (now treasured) Blackberry. When Marlowe sees a tool as beneficial, they will bury themselves into learning it. That is why aside from band management, they know plenty about instruments. Their adaptability and sponge-like mind means they can tune instruments, replace guitar and bass strings, and repair parts of the drum kit. Of course, there are limits, but it’s helpful during performances, and their eye for detail can catch rigging issues before they turn into an on-stage mishap mid-show.
However, this competence comes with edges. Marlowe has an impatience with incompetency as well as lapses in emotional maturity and— what they deem as— pointless arguments. Their charm can shift into a clipped tone when under stress, instructions given with tight smiles and a reminder that they don’t want to have to explain themselves twice.
( Who has time for that, anyway? )
They are also deeply avoidant when it comes to their own feelings. Handling crises for other people is easier for them to fix, and the habit of pushing their own needs aside might not be intentional, but it’s become habitual. There is also the subconscious belief that asking for help is the same as failing.
── headcanons.
— Sleep is not something that comes easy to Marlowe. Ever since their adolescence, they function with various naps and odd sleep hours. Working until three p.m.? Nap until 7, then asleep again at 4 a.m. — just an example.
— Their first concert was a show during Journey’s Escape tour in Cincinnati in 1981. Their favorite show was during The Police’s Synchronicity Tour in 1984.
— Absolutely hates bananas. This isn’t a euphemism.
— Unfortunately fell for the 90s tramp stamp trend. Has twin dragons as lineart — no color.
— Isn’t sure how they came across it, but they absolutely love Cowboy Beebop.
— They collect old ticket stubs and laminate passes, but those stay tucked away. Their sentimentality isn’t openly shared.
— They fall asleep to ambient noise— late night radio, distant traffic, the sound of a fan humming all night. Silence makes their thoughts too loud.
— They don’t like being touched unexpectedly — but when they initiate contact, it’s intentional. A grounding hand at someone’s back while guiding them through a crowd, or their fingers squeezing someone’s shoulder before a show.
— Before big performances, Marlowe will always do a final walk-through of the stage alone. They aren’t checking equipment, they just stand there, making sure it feels right for them.
— They keep a running folder of candid photos of the band— but it’s not for anything promotional. It’s just because.
── wanted connections.
TBD.
── links.
pinterest: [ here ]
playlist about marlowe: [ tbd ]
marlowe's personal tunes: [ tbd ]
( ela/dela. myha’la herrold ) ଓ você não sabe quem eu acabei de encontrar na praça das sete famílias. isso mesmo, angela noire rousseau! ela é uma vampira que atua como advogada na rosseau & co. escritório de advocacia aqui em ninivae, sabia? ouvi dizer que possui oitenta e cinco anos, embora aparente ter vinte e oito anos. os ventos sopraram que esse rostinho angelical é pragmática, mas são os rumores sobre ser irredutível que ameaçam a nossa paz. será que teremos problema em lhe estender a mão?
As memórias de Angela de antes da sua transformação se tornam um borrão com o passar dos anos, quando se lembra de outrora, é como se estivesse assistindo tudo, como se aquelas recordações não lhe pertencessem e sim a outra pessoa. Ela se lembra de manhãs vazias e solitárias, tardes cheias de música e noites quentes. Lembra que nasceu em Nova Orleans em algum momento da década de quarenta, que sua mãe era uma empregada doméstica e seu pai um trompetista. Ele trocava o dia pela noite, tocando jazz em clubes da cidade que lhe pagavam uma merreca, enquanto a esposa saía de casa de manhãzinha e só voltava quase à noite. Restava pouco tempo para a filha, que sempre se contentou com a ausência dos pais. Angela era uma criancinha muito compreensiva, sempre muito quieta, seria difícil dizer que havia alguma criança naquela casa quando os pais não estavam. A adolescência é um completo borrão em sua mente, enquanto a juventude, apesar de vaga, é quase inteiramente dominada pelas lembranças de depois da transformação.
Ela sai para dançar naquela noite, conhece uma estranha bonita no clube, é com ela que passa aquelas próximas horas, bebe cerveja e whisky, dá risadas e sente o toque delicado dela em seu ombro. Conversa vai e vem, elas saem do clube e vão para o beco dos fundos, se beijam escondidas na penumbra e quando a boca dela deixa um rastro quente em seu pescoço, Angela não imagina que pode ser sangue, está eufórica demais, a adrenalina em suas veias e o medo de ser pega entorpece a dor dos dentes dela fincados em sua pele. A mordida dela é sedutora e envolvente, o som do clube se torna mais distante do que realmente está, o mundo ao seu redor perde a nitidez e, de repente, ela está caindo em queda livre na escuridão. A princípio, Angela não sabe que morreu, ela sente as mudanças, a sensibilidade ao sol, a fome que não foi saciada com o almoço deixado pela mãe. Sua criadora aparece horas depois, quando o sol se põe, e anuncia o que aconteceu com uma tranquilidade tácita: ela precisa de um igual, fez Angela para sê-lo.
Angela nunca mais vê os pais. anos depois, quando busca notícias descobre que morreram pouco tempo depois de sua partida, há quem diga que foi de tristeza pelo desaparecimento da jovem filha.
Quando se alimenta pela primeira vez, se enche de pavor pelo que se transformou, ela sente a dor, acompanhada pela vontade de chorar, as lágrimas porém nunca vem. Descobre cedo que não é feita para a violência, por mais que a transformação tenha a deixado pouco vulnerável, sente algo parecido com dor quando vê alguém se contorcendo enquanto ela solve o fluído que lhe dá vitalidade. É diferente para sua criadora. Vive por dez anos com ela até fugir pela primeira vez, tê-lo como centro de seu mundo faz com que angela a ame com a mesma intensidade que guarda rancor por todos aqueles anos. retorna para ela em alguns poucos meses, sente-se patética. A próxima fuga dura mais tempo, angela está sob uma nova identidade: Amara, vive uma vida falsa pelo tempo que consegue e volta para sua criadora novamente. quando foge de novo, já está mais experiente, tem outra identidade novamente. dessa vez, decide reclamar o seu nome e só muda de sobrenome, dá um jeito de falsificar o que pode: documentos, históricos e tudo o que pode para construir uma nova vida. Ela não volta.
Angela vai para Ninivae logo após conhecer um feérico em uma cidade no sul da Hungria, é ele quem lhe relata sobre a atividade sobrenatural ali naquela região da Escócia. Depois de se instalar, ela abre um escritório de advocacia em um dos prédios desocupados da cidade, sabe que apesar de suas credenciais duvidosas, não haverá grandes investigações para saber de sua procedência. Ela tem uma licença, afinal, de que lhe serviria um histórico escolar falsificado senão para conseguir entrar numa universidade? Se perguntada, diria que seu objetivo seria ter frequentado a law school de uma das ivy leagues americanas, mas aquilo a colocaria em evidência demais para que considerasse arriscar, acabou estudando em Quinnipiac, onde achou que passaria despercebida e acabou tendo algum sucesso. Em Ninivae ela não precisa mais ser Amara, Millicent ou Roslyn, consegue voltar a ser Angela, o nome que lhe garantiu credenciais para ser quem precisava ser em Ninivae.
ଓ armas e arsenal
Persuasão: desejo, fascínio, medo, são nesses limites que a habilidade de Angela atua, ela consegue inclinar e torcer pensamentos, decisões e emoções, alterando sutilmente a percepção de em quem ela usa, forçando que a pessoa acredite que x ou y decisão foi tomada por conta própria. Para que ela possa utilizar a sua habilidade é necessário concentração extra, diferente de outros vampiros ela não precisa de contato visual prolongado para usá-la, basta suas palavras. A voz de Angela reverbera, modulada e íntima na mente da “vítima”, forçando-a delicadamente a sucumbir ao que ela quer. Vampiros obviamente são invulneráveis à habilidade dela, enquanto o efeito em demais espécies pode variar de acordo com diversos fatores.
ଓ sobre o escritório de advocacia
Rousseau & Co. Escritório de Advogados: Não existe colaborador ou parceria nenhuma! O & Co. na fachada do escritório foi só para deixar o nome mais chique, afinal, Angela é a única advogada que trabalha nele. Ela trabalha principalmente em causas onde alguma espécie sobrenatural está envolvida, é nelas que faz fortuna, liberando o réu sem grandes consequências pelo valor certo.
fingers ringed in silver (always silver, never gold). a microwave meal spinning round on a turntable off its track. bandaids on scraped knees. stacks of half-filled journals. playing the same line over and over again but changing the last note every time.
full name: bridget sugano
nicknames: birdie, bird
pronouns & gender: they/them, non-binary
birthday & birthplace: june 5 (29); colossal, oh
location: the trailer park
sexuality: bisexual
occupation: manager of tantrum & keys for 2nd heaven
about.
birdie's been on their own since they were ten. raised by a single dad in the trailer park, they were a latchkey kid until they weren't. dad disappeared one afternoon, and the only things missing from the trailer were a few items of clothing and a backpack. he was kind enough to crack the safe containing meager life savings open before he left, so birdie lived off of that for a while, kevin mccallister-ing their way too and from town until neighbors finally took notice. birdie's sworn by the "it takes a village" adage ever since.
one of those villagers was a middle school music teacher who let birdie eat lunch in the band room every day and played british glam rock nonstop. they like to say that everything they ever learned about music, they learned in that room. music theory far beyond their classmates' level just sort of came naturally to them. they were probably some kind of prodigy, but they don't like labels.
they weren't interested in formal education in...anything. school was an afterthought, even though that band teacher would unsubtly leave conservatory pamphlets around the band room for them to find.
they got their first job at tantrum in high school, when reenie caught them trying to steal from her. well, "caught" is probably the wrong word. it was something cheap — just a t-shirt that didn't have holes in it — but birdie felt so bad for stealing from a local place they admired that they made it halfway down the block before turning around and throwing themself at reenie's mercy. she told them they could just take over behind the register for the rest of the shift so that she could leave early that day and they would call it even. birdie's been there ever since (and they got to keep the shirt).
they still live in the trailer they grew up in, even though they can probably afford better by now (they're more frugal than other people might expect, having had to learn how to stretch a dollar from a very early age). they like their village just as it is. and they don't like the idea of signing a lease.
personality
+ empathetic, trusting, perceptive
- compulsive, impatient, flaky
tidbits.
MILKSHAKES, HOT DOGS, AND FRENCH FRIES ORDER. oreo milkshake, chicago-style dog (if the one guy who can do it right is in the kitchen. if not, chili dog), crinkle-cut fries drowning in ketchup
LET’S OPEN YOUR CHARACTER’S WALKMAN. WHAT CD IS INSIDE? last splash by the breeders
their first big purchase was a motorcycle that they're not and have never been licensed to operate. it should probably be in a junkyard by now, but birdie refuses to let it die. they're not a bad handyman themself, having been forced to learn a thing or two when duct tape just didn't seem to be working anymore.
gemini sun/aquarius moon/gemini rising. if the double gemini scares you, maybe it should
their spirituality isn't rooted in one specific school of thought, and some would argue that it's actually pretty nonsensical. everything they know, they know from a neighbor whose entire home looked like any tarot parlor you might meander into off the street. she would throw around a lot of words or concepts from any number of religions or philosophies that birdie now likes to throw around themself — but they like to pick and mix. whatever feels right feels right, you know?
looks and sounds like a vegetarian, but definitely isn't one
they have mixtapes upon mixtapes filled with...whatever. they carry around a tape recorder basically everywhere they go, because what if their door hinge makes that really cool sound again? they've occasionally just left it running without meaning to and recorded whole conversations
journal entries written around pressed wildflowers, delicate pointelle camisoles & beat up denim, a smile like the clouds parting on a rainy day, an ever-present lump in your throat — always swallowing around what you really mean, signing a handwritten letter with a kiss.
walkman rotation. among my swan by mazzy star, blue by joni mitchell, fleetwood mac by fleetwood mac, tidal by fiona apple
BASICS.
full name. mila cabaluna alcantara age & birthday. 25 & june 26 astrology. cancer sun, libra moon, libra rising sexuality. bisexual birthplace. akron, oh current residence. colossal, oh traits. generous, diplomatic, idealistic, insecure, passive, oversensitive mbti. enfp-t, the campaigner alignment. neutral good temperament. phlegmatic current job. floor staff @ portal movie rental
so first, i'm going to link my mila google doc! i've summarized everything here, but if you want the full details i would recommend u check it out!! especially for the personality part <3 and some headcanons <3
HISTORY.
nearly everyone living in colossal is familiar with the alcantaras in some way. christina alcantara is a beloved high school english teacher and gabriel alcantara is one of the few doctors in town as well as the owner of the dixie. their three kids definitely lucked out in the parents department, as they’re both know for being incredibly kind, supportive, and patient. what they want, more than anything else, is for their kids to be happy.
two of their children thrived under this direction. noah, the oldest, is brilliant and still lives in boston after attending MIT. reyna, the youngest, is currently finishing college at ohio state on a track scholarship.
mila, however, struggled a bit more. she didn’t have such clear gifts and had a lot of difficulties early on finding her place. but people called her sweet a lot, so she decided that would become her thing.
it worked for her for a long time! i’d say she’s almost universally adored in colossal; popular, but for all the right reasons. she got a ton of validation, and was hardly ever challenged or pushed by anyone.
but then mila went to college and saw the start of what building your entire identity on other people’s opinions does to a person. she had no idea who she actually was, much less what she wanted to do with her life, and as someone that got used to being really social, spent more time partying than going to class. after a little less than two years of floundering, mila dropped out and moved home
now she’s back in colossal, working at portal and convincing herself and everyone else that this is what she wants. she’s happy! she promises!
PERSONALITY.
mila is incredibly likable (derogatory)! she’s very kind, optimistic girl next door. she’s friendly, forgiving, and affectionate. she remembers things about people and takes care of them. people typically enjoy having her around because it’s kind of hard to come up with bad things to say about her. but rip to the people of colossal because i’m built different. i have plenty of bad things to say about mila. she’s passive and very insecure. her emotionally needy ass is constantly searching for reassurance that she’s a good person and people like her. for this reason, she’s super sensitive and doesn’t handle criticism well. she internalizes every single bad emotion she has and is convinced she’s failing when she feels any of them. she’s a coward. she’s almost impossible to actually know and get close to because she doesn’t know who she is herself. she’s a flop. she’s a loser. she’s a rabid dog that should be beaten with a stick
HEADCANONS.
milkshakes, hotdogs, & fries order: a hot dog with ketchup and light mustard, curly fries, and a vanilla milkshake
so, as far as her angelic behavior, here are some of her extracurriculars: runs weekly trivia at jukebox, she fosters cats, she’s part of the volunteer organization that does all the town beautification stuff: gardening and landscaping and trash collection, she teaches a dance class to the youngest girls at tiny town, runs bingo at the elderly home (or the community center i just wanted it to be with old people LMFAO), she organized a yearly 5k run to raise money for colossal teachers, and i don’t know what kind of festivals and events you guys have planned, but best believe mila would be involved with some of them!
if she has in fact moved out, she takes her laundry back to her parents’ house every weekend so she doesn’t have to go to the laundromat. and it’s not just that it’s free, her parents actually do her laundry for her.
her sense of style is very classic girl next door. feminine, but not too girly. casual, but still put together. comfortable and practical, but well-fitting. the jewelry she wears tends to be classic, every day pieces. small hoops in her ears, a locket she got for her sixteenth birthday, some layered rings. she gravitates towards things that are timeless and rewearable, while still being cute.
in high school, she had to share a car with her siblings. her brother, the oldest and first to drive, got to pick it out. he picked a 1987 blue ford ranger (a truck). now that mila is the only one that still lives in colossal, the truck is exclusively driven by her. she’s always been kind of embarrassed about driving a truck, and that hasn’t worn off. that said, the bed makes for ideal watching at the dixie, and mila loves the dixie!
despite being overly emotional and sensitive, mila has an impeccable poker face specifically and exclusively when it comes to card games. this is a talent that has been carefully honed during years of family game nights. she really isn’t too competitive, but she’ll make an exception with her family.
mila has a thing for superstitions and anything dealing with luck. she really likes to buy into the romance of it all. she avoids walking under ladders, knocks on wood, always picks up pennies, she has a little rabbit foot key chain on her keys, and her favorite bookmark is one that she made of a pressed four leaf clover that she found. she likes to wish on stars, eyelashes, and coins she throws in to wishing wells. it’s unclear how much she actually believes in any of this, and how much is just because she enjoys little rituals.
she did in fact pick up a nicotine addiction while at college. she claims it’s not an addiction and she’s just a social smoker. this is kind of true, because she did mostly kick the habit when she got home because she was too embarrassed to buy cigs. but she will bat her eyelashes to try and bum one every time someone near her starts smoking. also, ngl i briefly forgot this was set in the 90s and was so excited to give her a cotton candy vape. i’m keeping that detail in but it’s just for flavoring as to who she is.
