#northroxton.intro

[wyattcassidy]

* // BRYAN GREENBERG, MALE, HE/HIM —❝ there goes [ WYATT CASSIDY ], the [ FORTY ] year old, [ EMERGENCY PHYSICIAN ]. they’ve been running around north roxton since [ BIRTH ] and have got quite the reputation, you see. i’ve heard they’re [ RELIABLE ] + [ EMPATHETIC ], but some say they can also be [ CARELESS ] + [ HOSTILE ]. i guess we’ll just have to find out for ourselves, won’t we? if you see them around, be sure to say hello! ❞— ( dee, 23, ast, she/her )

Hiya friends, I’m Dee. I’m bringing a sad boi to you, one who can save other people but can’t save himself, you see. I’m going to write up some wanted connects tomorrow but for now here is just an introduction post and all that jazz ✶

tw // parental death, alcoholism, unexpected death

[ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs ] — Wyatt had always been a man of action, one that could easily make a decision and set himself on the proper course to finish out his plan. He obtained this way of thinking from his father, a surgeon at Roxton General until the end of his life. Wyatt was the eldest of his siblings when his father passed, himself being the tender age of fourteen and his two younger siblings being only ten and eight years old. Though his mother never pushed him to enter into the medical field, Wyatt believed it would have been what his father wanted - another Doctor Cassidy to take over where he had left off. And so, after graduating at the top of his class in high school, Wyatt attended a few years of post-secondary schooling in N. Roxton before travelling on his own to attend John Hopkins University in Baltimore, Maryland.

— He took a position practicing medicine in Baltimore after graduating and spent the majority of his late twenties and early thirties rising in the ranks as best he could. However, when his mother became ill, Wyatt made the bold decision to leave his job behind and move back to Michigan. Over the next two years, he would watch his mother die from her disease, fight back and forth with his younger siblings over what to do with her possessions and, ultimately, he would fall in love with a woman he hadn’t connected with since he left N. Roxton. Eventually, a job would open up at Roxton General and Wyatt would decide to move into this position, also moving in with the new-found love of his life.

— Another two years would go by and, while their relationship wasn’t perfect, Wyatt found himself ready and willing to ask this woman to marry him. However, on the night of the planned proposal, she would get into an unexpected accident on the way to Roxton General to meet Wyatt after a shift. Little did he know on his way out of the hospital, he would be met with the face of his soon-to-be fiancée, laying lifeless on a fluorescent yellow stretcher.

— Wyatt now spends the majority of his time working, still finding himself living in the apartment that the two shared together. He developed a drinking problem not longer after the death of his greatest love and continues to struggle with it, pretending that it isn’t an issue for him even though everybody around him is aware of it. He is as sociable as a Physician can be and, when he isn’t at work or at the bar, enjoys taking long walks with his dog Luna along the snow covered paths of N. Roxton.

[ghostbyal]

* // AVAN JOGIA, 27, CISMALE, HE/HIM — ❝ there goes [ ALDEN PATEL ], the [ 29 ], [ [PARANORMAL INVESTIGATIVE JOURNALIST/OWNER OF FOLDED CORNERS ]. they’ve been running around north roxton for/since [ ALL HIS LIFE ] and have got quite the reputation, you see. i’ve heard they're [ CHARISMATIC ] + [ PERCEPTIVE ], but some say they can also be [ NEUROTIC ] + [ IMPULSIVE ]. i guess we’ll just have to find out for ourselves, won’t we? if you see them around, be sure to say hello! ❞ —

Yo! I’m Jenni. Come plot with me. It would probably be easier to get ahold of me via Discord @ J ¯\_(ツ)_/¯#9118 or tumblr IMs. I’ll try to message some peeps tonight before bedtime. 

Name: Alden Lee Patel Age: 29 Gender:Cismale Pronouns: he/him POB: North Roxton, MI Sexual Orientation: Pansexual Family: All deceased. Relationship Status: Non-committal asshole

[ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴀᴇsᴛʜᴇᴛɪᴄs ] — fresh cut firewood blanketed in snow. crop circles mysteriously pulsing over night. crisp book pages being opened for the first time. tarot cards in reverse detoured by a misdirected future. Thermal camera, EVP, EMF machines beeping and the dearly un-departed.

[ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs ] —

/TEMPERANCE TAROT CARD, UPRIGHT POSITION/ Alden's obsession with the paranormal started at the age of five. His parents would watch on skeptically as he took walks around the house with his deceased grandfather. It grew to an entire different level in high school, where he started to investigate haunted places around town. That would turn into him leaving on different expeditions with an audience. The trips outside of North Roxton stopped soon after the death of his father. He uses the clairvoyant image to be seen as a local psychic around town except..he's not.

/DEATH TAROT CARD, REVERSED/ He inherited Folded Corners after his father died of mysterious circumstances. The police say it was natural causes, but Alden doesn't believe it. To this day he spends part of his week investigating his own father's death confident that he will discover something. Not even a year passed before his mother would join his father among the spirits that he claimed to see. Alden chases the crippling darkened images of his past for answers that he may not want to find.

/THE EMPEROR, REVERSED/ It's no surprise that Alden has a track record with the law. Ranging from a DUI to criminal trespassing to police brutality. Most of his stints are due to trespassing that he chalks up to investigations. He lands in jail about twice every thirty days or more, depending on what arresting officer finds him. Even with the longevity of charges he is able to keep the things his parents left him. It makes things difficult however, when he actually needs help from the local law enforcement. Because sometimes, they merely don't come.

[ wanted connections ] —

Best Friend Roommate Exes All the Angst Police Officer that always arrests him Clients that have hired him  Believers Skeptics Employees Someone tied to the murder of his parents Drinking buddies Hookups

[rioxmedina-blog]

* // RYAN GUZMAN, 29, MALE, HE/HIM — ❝ there goes [ RIO MEDINA ], the [ 29 ], [ TRAUMA NURSE ]. they’ve been running around north roxton for [ 29 YEARS ] and have got quite the reputation, you see. i’ve heard they’re [ CHARMING ] + [ PASSIONATE ], but some say they can also be [ DETACHED ] + [ AGGRESSIVE ]. i guess we’ll just have to find out for ourselves, won’t we? if you see them around, be sure to say hello! ❞ 

[ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴀᴇsᴛʜᴇᴛɪᴄs ] — One gold chain around his neck, a tattoo of praying hands with initials AJM along side located on his chest for his brother, a Detroit Tigers baseball cap (always backwards) and one red pair of Beats Headphones.

[ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs ] — 

He was the youngest of his family. Rio had an older brother who died on Christmas Eve five years ago. Alexander was always the favorite and could do no wrong until he died of overdosing on Xan’s mixed with Fentanyl. He’s never really been the same since and that’s one of the reason why he chose his career path. 

Jennifer Lopez will forever be his celebrity crush. He may or may not still have a poster of her at his place. 

His favorite food is Paella Valenciana and his Mother makes the best but he hasn’t visited them after they moved to Chicago to start fresh with all the memories of death that North Roxton held from their oldest son.

 Growing up, some kids dreamed of being Police Officers, Firemen, Astronauts but not Rio. He dreamed of being a rapper and was quite obsessed with Eminem. Don’t worry his Mother knocked some sense into him and obviously he didn’t become one.

Rio can be a sarcastic piece of work sometimes but deep down inside all that is a man who has a heart of gold. He is just very guarded after losing his brother.

Also, most likely if you’re somewhat attractive he will flirt with you. With that being said the man is probably way too confident for his own good but nonetheless he is bisexual.

[lunashaw-blog]

* // ʟᴏɢᴀɴ ʙʀᴏᴡɴɪɴɢ, 𝟸𝟽, ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ, sʜᴇ/ʜᴇʀ— ❝ there goes [ ʟᴜɴᴀ sʜᴀᴡ], the [ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-sᴇᴠᴇɴ] year old, [ ᴏᴡɴᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛᴀʙʟᴇ 𝟸𝟼 ]. they’ve been running around north roxton for [ 𝟸 ʏᴇᴀʀs ] and have got quite the reputation, you see. i’ve heard they’re [ ᴇɴɪɢᴍᴀᴛɪᴄ ] + [ sᴏᴘʜɪsᴛɪᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ ], but some say they can also be [ ᴄʏɴɪᴄᴀʟ ] + [ ᴘʀᴏᴜᴅ ]. i guess we’ll just have to find out for ourselves, won’t we? if you see them around, be sure to say hello! ❞ — ( ɴɪᴄᴏʟᴇ, 𝟸𝟼, ᴘsᴛ, sʜᴇ/ʜᴇʀ)

[ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴀᴇsᴛʜᴇᴛɪᴄs ] — bright red wine stain on a stark white carpet, purple and blue ballet bar bruises, a silk coat braced against harsh wind, laughter that sounds like wind chimes, the hopefulness in fear

[ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs ] —

Formerly a professional dancer with expertise in a variety of styles, Luna performed back up for a plethora of famous stars and on some of the world’s most iconic stages. She ran with the glitz and glamor of minor fame, and her life was extraordinary until a horrible accident during rehearsal completely obliterated all that she knew.

A shattered ankle left her out of the game for several months and she could never quite gather the strength necessary to return to her former glory. Everything was always just a fraction of a step off-beat, a hint out of place, and choreographers who demanded perfection always took notice.

Relocating to her mother’s retirement town of North Roxton in an effort to rebuild herself and place distance between a former dream and reality, Luna opted to open up a wine tasting restaurant with her surplus of funds. After all, cost of living in Michigan is far different than New York.

She opened up Table 26 and actually named it after her most requested booth back at her favorite restaurant in the big apple, the one she would always take friends to and holds the fondest memories for, even now.

She currently lives alone and honestly prefers it that way, it allows her the solitude to practice former routines and relive the glory days of a fantastical life which is no longer hers to claim. It’s bittersweet in many ways.

She is open to ALL types of connections!!

[leylaxaslan]

Hello hello! I’m Cree and this is my babe Leyla!

tw. mentions of death, mentions of parental issues

* // DEMET OZDEMIR, 28, CISFEMALE, SHE/HER — ❝ there goes [ LEYLA ASLAN ], the [ 28 ] year-old, [ WILDLIFE VETERINARIAN ]. they’ve been running around north roxton for [ 28 YEARS OFF AND ON ] and have got quite the reputation, you see. i’ve heard they’re [ COMPASSIONATE ] + [ VIVACIOUS ], but some say they can also be [ STUBBORN ] + [ SANCTIMONIOUS ]. i guess we’ll just have to find out for ourselves, won’t we? if you see them around, be sure to say hello! ❞ — ( cree, 26, est, she/her )

Leyla is... complicated.

She was born and raised in Roxton to the town’s resident wildlife veterinarian, Dr. Emre Aslan, and a school teacher, Nuray.

Her mother passed when she was 13 years old, leaving her with her father who buried himself in work as he grieved. Leyla spent a lot of time alone during those years and holds a lot of resentment towards her father as a result. When they did manage to find time to spend together, it usually ended in arguments and eventually, the two stopped trying.

There were times when Leyla acted out as a teenager, enough so that it earned her a little bit of a reputation, but she has since grown up from her wild ways. 

Leyla decided to become a wildlife veterinarian after spending her entire life around animals. She currently has a few of her own and regularly fosters animals in need.

She lived in Colorado for a few years, aiding in wildlife conservation and rescue efforts.

Viviacios, compassionate, stubborn and sanctimonious, Leyla is a passionate individual who often sees the world in black and white. She’s very stuck in her ways, but she’s not completely unwilling to see another person’s side of things- unless they’re just wrong.

[rivercastillo]

RIVER C. CASTILLO

THIRTY-TWO. NON-BINARY. THEY/THEM. FIREFIGHTER.

[ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴀᴇsᴛʜᴇᴛɪᴄs ] — the first bit of warmth as the sun peeks over the mountain. a sense of cold comfort when meeting a stranger for the first time. hot buttered rum. toasted coconut. an old pair of broken in duck boots. [ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs ] — * - River moved to North Roxton from southern Louisiana (been here for six years). They’re a southern gem at heart. Warm. Receptive. The only problem is that they’ve been wronged too many times in the past. Not quite to divulge personal information- it takes them a little while to trust new people, though you would never know it. * - A foster child. They grew up in a house with seven other brothers and sisters- none of them related to them by blood. That never mattered. They grew up close (save for one or two, who always remained distant). River is the oldest, and has never taken that responsibility lightly. *- Has worked hard not to struggle with not knowing they’re ‘real family’. Instead, they focuses on building themselves into the person they wants to be. As soon as they were old enough, they started firefighter training. Most of they’re work had been volunteer- until they found a permanent position in the firehouse in North Roxton.

So River is a great person, really. They’re outgoing, friendly, warm. They haven’t openly accepted many close friends in their life, as they tend to play their cards very close to their chest. Apprehensive as far as relationships go- they remain close with a few of their siblings but for the most part keep to themselves. Long, labor filled hours at the firehouse keep them busy... Though they’re not completely without social etiquette.

You can find River’s WC’s here!

[ohmymy-kevin]

* // EZRA MILLER, 26, NON-BINARY, HE/THEY —❝there goes [ KEVIN ROSCOE ], the [ 26 YO ], [ WAITER/DRAG QUEEN ]. they’ve been running around north roxton for [ 2 YEARS ] and have got quite the reputation, you see. i’ve heard they’re [ CHARISTMATIC ] + [ LOUD ], but some say they can also be [ OVERSENSITIVE ] + [ JUDGING ]. i guess we’ll just have to find out for ourselves, won’t we? if you see them around, be sure to say hello! ❞—

Wassup. This is Kevin, my most adored muse in the whole world. He’s got quite the traumatic life, which won’t be included in the summary because it would get intense, but I can discuss more details with you all on discord or messages!!

he was born in a small town in ohio. he’s traveled little by little across towns, cities and states, since he was 16. it’s taken him a long while to find his place, and he really hopes this small town in michigan will be it.

kevin was bad in school. never really got diagnosed, but he’s got a bad case of dyslexia that complicated things all the time. he barely graduated high school. all his knowledge comes from experience.

he’s a libra, born september 30th. he doesn’t know much about zodiac or astrology, but he uses his zodiac sign as an excuse for most of the things he does or says, caring very little if it makes sense or not.

he’s blunt and will speak his mind, no matter how out of place he might be. of course, he will always coat it with softness and the sweetest pet name that comes to his mind in that moment, no matter who he is talking about.

kevin cares very little about gender stereotypes and roles. he often calls himself a ‘she’ or a ‘girl’, doesn’t mind which pronouns are used on him, because they’re just words to him. he feels the way he feels, and shows it. the rest is extra.

he’s a serial flirt. whether he actually wants to get anywhere with his attempts is usually unknown, but there is not a single person alive in town who is safe from him.

kevin was born michael roscoe. it was a couple yearshgvc ago that he decided to introduce himself as kevin, wanting nothing but to leave behind his birth name.

he’s the only son of a very conservative and religious family. they always knew their kid was different from what he was supposed to be, but they only thought him to be sensitive, a good sheep in a herd. but at thirteen, when he started showing interest in makeup, dresses, and boys they didn’t take long to try and correct him.

at about fifteen years old, kevin was sent to live at church for a whole summer, where he would be taught the right ways, but this only managed to traumatize him even further, for reasons he never wants to remember.

he came back home, trying his best to pretend he had changed, but underneath his smile and good manners, there was intense planning happening. less than half a year, he packed all his stuff and left home in the middle of the night. he left by foot, hitchhiking, and wishing for better days to come.

At the age of 18, he ended up living with a drag queen, who became his mother and taught him everything he knows about drag culture and became who he was. He uses his own name on stage, for he believes this is too a part of himself.

Kevin’s fashion sense ranges from hobo looks, thrift store findings, tight skirts and high heels and cares little to nothing about looks on the street, even finding the most judgmental stare a compliment and a proof to his statement– whatever that can be.

[louisaconway-blog]

* // ᴋᴀʀᴀ ᴋɪʟʟᴍᴇʀ, ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ, sʜᴇ/ʜᴇʀ — ❝ there goes [ ʟᴏᴜɪsᴀ ᴄᴏɴᴡᴀʏ ], the [ ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ] year-old, [ ғɪʀᴇғɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ ]. they’ve been running around north roxton for/since [ ғɪᴠᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀs ] and have got quite the reputation, you see. i’ve heard they're [ ᴀᴍʙɪᴛɪᴏᴜs ] + [ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ], but some say they can also be [ ᴄʏɴɪᴄᴀʟ ] + [ ᴅɪsᴏʀɢᴀɴɪᴢᴇᴅ ]. i guess we’ll just have to find out for ourselves, won’t we? if you see them around, be sure to say hello! ❞ — ( ᴅᴇᴇ, 𝟸𝟹, ᴀsᴛ, sʜᴇ/ʜᴇʀ )

Hello there, still Dee here. Here’s my second darling, Louisa. She’s also a sad bean with a tragic last couple ‘a years (what else is new) but she’s very lovable and really just wants herself and everyone else to be happy. Again, I’ll post some wanted connects tomorrow, but for now here’s some intro shiz ™

[ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs ] — The Conway family grew up in one of the more affluent areas of Chicago, Illinois. With Louisa’s father being a well-known politician and her mother being a successful business woman, money was never an issue for them. For the first half of her life, this gave Louisa a bit of a chip on her shoulder; she knew nothing different than being ahead of the game and a few steps above her fellow classmates. However, when her mother unexpectedly went bankrupt, things changed within the Conway household. Louisa and her siblings were suddenly thrust into a world blanketed with divorce and court hearings, causing a riff between the children and their parents one step at a time. Through this, it was easy for Louisa to move out on her own with some financial help from her grandparents, given that leaving her family home in the dust was only a welcomed change for the woman.

— After graduating from high school, Louisa worked a few different jobs before she decided to go to school to become a firefighter (a job that her grandfather had flourished in when he was her age). She had been so inspired by the stories she heard from him that, when the time came, Louisa pushed herself through training and made her dream come true. Although she had mixed feelings on her parents, they did provide her with an innate sense of ambition, and for that she had always been grateful.

— However, moving through her new profession was nothing like she would have anticipated. Within the first year of working as a firefighter in Chicago, Louisa fell in love with one of her coworkers who, despite some hesitation, ended up becoming her long-time partner. The two decided that even though their romantic relationship was intense and passionate, they would allow themselves to remain focused on their careers. Ultimately, it would only take one night in the middle of the Chicago winter for these decisions to change. After a horrific accident on the job, Louisa both lost her partner in life and in business and acquired scarring on her back and shoulders as a result of being burned in the accident.

— In order to heal properly and receive the best treatment, Louisa moved to N. Roxton, Michigan, where she has now been settled for the last five years. She has returned to work as a firefighter and continues to work through her trauma one day at a time. When she isn’t found at work, the woman can be found taking photos of the winter wonderland that is N. Roxton and enjoying a good book at the local coffee shop.