#redf.intro

[goldrushcs]

⸻ michelle pfieffer, 64, cis woman, she/her ; … around redford, names don’t stay clean for long. PETRA JACKSON HOLLIS is no exception. they are SIXTY-FOUR, born and raised or just passing through the town. when the sun rises, they work as AN ARTIST & SILVERSMITH, but around here, that rarely tells the whole story. their name has been heard in connection to THE DECKER FAMILY ( affiliated ) and like most in this town, they carry their weight in quiet ways. some say they can be STUBBORN and RESOURCEFUL, depending on who’s asking and what’s at stake. they’ve laid claim to BRIAR RIDGE, though ownership in redford is never as simple as it looks. land shifts, loyalties change, and nothing stays untouched for long. lately, their name has been circling for being PRO-PRESERVATION. in a town where legacy matters and progress threatens, the only question that ever really lingers is this: will they hold their ground or lose everything trying?

basics

full name: petra valentine jackson hollis

nicknames: jack (used by her friends)

age: sixty-four

date of birth: 14th february 1962

gender: cis woman

pronouns: she/her

sexual orientation: bisexual

occupation: business owner (selling her own jewellery and art)

birthplace: redford, tx, usa

current residence: redford, tx, usa

religion: atheist

languages spoken: english (fluent) ; spanish (conversational)

highest education: bachelor of arts from the fashion institute of technology in new york

appearance

faceclaim: michelle pfeiffer

hair colour: blonde

eye colour: blue

height: five foot seven

build: slim

piercings: both earlobes ; right helix

tattoos: this on the back of her left arm ; this all up her right arm

clothing style:

aesthetic:

personality

positive traits: intelligent, resilient, selfless, caring, resourceful, creative, passionate

negative traits: people-pleaser, stubborn, reserved, perfectionist

fears: losing her family

hobbies: reading ; watching films ; photography ; horse riding ; baking

habits: drinks too much coffee ; tends to hide her feelings

element: water

astrology: aquarius sun / cancer moon / pisces rising

mbti: enfp - the campaigner

enneagram: type nine - the peacemaker

temperament: phlegmatic

moral alignment: neutral good

primary vice: envy

primary virtue: diligence

health

physical ailments: none

psychological ailments: none

allergies: none

sleeping habits: wakes up between 6-8am and goes to sleep between 10pm-12am

eating habits: coffee is the only breakfast she needs ; eats lunch between 11am-1pm depending on how hungry she is ; eats dinner between 5-7pm ; usually snack in between meals in the afternoon

sociability: likes being social and enjoys parties or nights out at a bar/restaurant, but cherishes her alone time

family

father: roscoe david jackson

mother: agatha elizabeth jackson (née cornell)

older brother: flint roscoe jackson

ex-husband: utp hollis (see wanted connections)

son: utp hollis (see wanted connections)

daughter: utp (see wanted connections)

biography

petra’s first memory was sitting on her mother’s lap and staring at the ruby necklace that adorned her collarbone as it glittered in the hot summer sun. she had been born into one of texas’s greatest mining families and jewellery that was a product of it was not only pretty to look at but a currency. petra’s mother had bought her a pearl necklace for her fifth birthday and is her most valuable piece, despite having only cost a few hundred dollars.

roscoe jackson wanted to send his daughter to a private school just like her brother, but at the behest of their mother petra went to public school and it couldn’t have been more of a relief. she got to enjoy life away from business-talk and busy parents to spend time with other carefree children, learning how the world really worked and learning what she really loved to do in life. and that was art. she would spend almost all of her free time drawing and painting, using the dramatic landscapes around town as inspiration.

petra was fourteen when she took a real interest in jewellery. she started looking through her mother’s collection, observing the colours and the lustres, before delving into books on the subject. she would also interrogate her father about the process of mining and stone cutting, which made him proud even if he knew she had no intentions of joining the family business when she was older. petra quickly became a fan of blue topaz, jasper, amber, and opal, and began to design her own jewellery based around those stones.

after graduating high school, petra set her sights on college and decided on the famous fashion institute of technology in new york city. it wasn’t the first time she’d been to the city, but it was the first time she’d spent so long away from home. she settled in well, though, and studied hard, learning all she could about new and old techniques in silversmithing. it was here that she really fell in love with the process and socially blossomed into a person she never thought she would be.

petra returned home and soon became engaged to her high school sweetheart. with his help and the help of her parents, she began to set up her own business which sold her own jewellery and artwork. the town’s people loved the latter in particular as petra’s art featured locations all around town; she was also commissioned by the most popular diner to make landscapes to hand on the walls. everything fell into place after that: two children came along after the wedding and a move to a beautiful ranch-style home.

however, time passed and petra’s business skyrocketed whilst her husband also immersed himself in his work. they grew distant, arguments occurred more, and the constant tension wasn’t fair on their children. divorce was something neither of them wanted, but it had become inevitable. her husband moved out and left petra with their kids in their home, saying it was the right thing to do. even though he was still involved with the children, petra had to step up and be more present. work didn’t overshadow family life anymore and unfortunately that came too late. as the children grew up, business was still steady and overall very positive, but petra was more mom than anything else, which she slowly realised she wouldn’t change for the world.

now that her children are grown up and leading lives of their own, petra has more time for the things she’s missed and the things she’s always wanted to do. she spends a lot of time at the decker ranch, taking care of the horses, which is like therapy to her. her son is now running the jackson family business, having taken over from his uncle flint after his death, and her daughter is equally as creative. petra adores spending time with her children and now she’s even friendly with her ex-husband, maybe a little too friendly. but life is good for her and she hopes she can keep it that way.

wanted connections

— ex-husband: petra and eddie hollis (first name can be changed!) were high school sweethearts, dating between the ages of 16 and 19, but when they decided they wanted to go to different colleges they realised a long distance relationship wouldn’t work. petra returned home after graduating and her father’s present for her was eddie, who came professing his love and intent to marry her. she fell right back into his arms and within two years they were wed, having the most beautiful ceremony and reception on her family’s estate. by the age of thirty, they had two children and fantastic careers. but it was only a matter of time before it all came crashing down… both of them were too absorbed in their work, never really spending time together and drifting further apart. their love turned into heated arguments and in the blink of an eye there were signed divorce papers and eddie was moving out, leaving the kids with petra. however, as time passed and as life began to slow down, they found themselves missing oneanother and they slowly crept back into each other’s lives. their relationship is now better than it has been in a long time and part of them still feels a deep love for the other than doesn’t seem to be diminishing. ( his surname must be hollis and is open to any male fc aged 64/65 )

— son: petra’s son took over the family business when her brother died, so she wouldn’t have to. he took to the role like a duck to water, having a natural flare for negotiation and an extra dash of charm to go with it. he’s not as close to petra as he used to be, but they still love each other nonetheless. he and his sister dine with petra every sunday, which is a tradition that’s been going since they both left home. ( his surname would be hollis and is open to any suitable fc aged 34 )

— daughter: petra’s daughter is her one constant in life. she’s there any time petra is feeling low, needs company, or wants to do something fun. she followed in her mother’s footsteps with her love for art and literature and is an inspiration to petra. she dines with her mother and brother every sunday, too. ( her surname would be hollis unless married and is open to any suitable fc aged 32 )

headcanons

— petra loves watching wildlife documentary series, especially on animals living in the americas and asia. her favourite animals include red pandas, jaguars, and cranes.

— her favourite flowers are camellias (particularly red ones) and loves incorporating them within her artwork and jewellery.

— petra has her own horse: a seven year old chestnut stallion named brierley. she converses with him, calls him handsome, and loves him as if he were human. she always says that if brierley could talk he would sound like matthew mcconaughey.

— she works with oil paints, watercolours, graphite, and sometimes coloured pencil depending on how she’s feeling and what her subject matter is. her overall favourite is watercolour.

— she has a large collection of mugs, all with different designs and colours and stories behind them. her favourite is the gold and white ornately patterned one that her children bought her for her 50th birthday.

— more tba!

[nataliedunhams]

⸻ tracy spiridakos, 38, cis female, she & her ; … around redford, names don’t stay clean for long. natalie dunham is no exception. they are thirty eight, born and raised or just passing through the town. when the sun rises, they work as an intelligence detective, but around here, that rarely tells the whole story. their name has been heard in connection to red jackals mc and like most in this town, they carry their weight in quiet ways. some say they can be aloof and loyal, depending on who’s asking and what’s at stake. they’ve laid claim to main street district, though ownership in redford is never as simple as it looks. land shifts, loyalties change, and nothing stays untouched for long. lately, their name has been circling for being pro modernization. in a town where legacy matters and progress threatens, the only question that ever really lingers is this: will they hold their ground or lose everything trying? [ brooke, 29, est, she & her, none ] 

tw gambling addiction, tw parental death , tw murder mention , tw foster care

In Redford, Texas there once was a Dedicated Police Officer. Chief to be exact, for the Redford Police Department. His name was Shawn Dunham, a young man who just wanted the best for everyone, and just wanted to keep the people of his town safe. He was married to Sydney Dunham (nee’ Wilder), a Registered Nurseat the Charming Medical Center. They were married for a couple of  years, enjoying life and their town.  They were well known and well liked throughout town. It was a surprise, but they had welcomed a beautiful baby girl back in November 1986.  

Natalie Alexandria Dunham was born on November 14th back in 1988, gorgeous gold curls, sapphire blue eyes and a smile shown so bright that Shawn and Sydney were in love. They were hooked and in love and all they wanted to do was protect their newborn form the World the couple had come to known and be in within work. It wasn’t easy, sleepless nights had kept Sydney and Shawn up most times and there were moments when Nattie, a nickname only her father called her wouldn’t stop crying. To say she was sunshine with a little bit of hurricane was an understatement. Overall a happy baby, things were going well. 

Things were going well until they weren’t. Three is the unlucky number, at least that’s what Natalie’s been told her whole life. Age three was the age when her life had changed, and not for the better. It had turned upside down and changed completely. Sydney had lost her job as an RN and things were tight, Shawn wasn’t getting paid as much and he was becoming addicted to gambling. Blowing paycheck to paycheck when he should of been putting it in savings but did he listen to his wife? No. . Though that was almost gone too, as he was spending his savings on things for Sydney and Natalie. 

It was when Shawn was desperate, desperate enough to put food on the table and keep a roof over Sydney and Natalie’s heads that he then asked for a loan. A loan from Red Jackals MC. One of the gang in town he was very familiar with. Never paid much attention to them or their business until now, the Chief of Police asked the Red Jackals MC for a loan. To help him and his family out. Thankfully, at the time the MC agreed and said yes. Giving him the loan, the man just needed to pay them back. Did he pay them back? No. Shawn never did anything he was supposed to do, that’s where Natalie had gotten it from. 

Shawn didn’t have the money, he spent the loan right away. Of course he did, and now he was in trouble. Shawn was in trouble, so was Sydney his wife and his three year old daughter, Natalie. It wasn’t Sydney or Natalie’s fault, it was his. It was Shawn’s fault. So the man did what he thought was best. With the little money he had left, Shawn packed up what was important and moved his wife and three year old to New York City. The city of dreams. 

Two years. Two years they were living happily in New York City, he got back on his feet and so did Sydney. Living in Brooklyn and working for the Police Department once more, things were looking up again. Natalie was about to start Kindergarten and that’s when it happened. That’s when the MC tracked Shawn Dunham and his family down. Did they get the money he owed back? No. It was a tragedy, honestly. That’s how it was. They didn’t only shoot and kill Shawn Dunham for not returning the money, they shot and killed his wife Sydney also. Pointing the gun to an innocent five year olds face, they couldn’t do it. So they left her. The Cartel left her alone to clean up the mess them and her father had made. 

She was an orphan, brought up within the system. Having no other family other than her parents, Natalie learned how to stay afloat and fight for herself. Growing up was fine, it wasn’t the best but it was better. She was alive. She lived. Did Natalie remember her parents and what had happened when she was younger? No, but there were times when Natalie missed them. 

The only reason Natalie became a Detective like her father was to find out what the hell happened to her parents and why she suffered. Why they suffered. Growing up in the city that never sleeps, Natalie was a Detective for the Police Department in Brooklyn. The women was at the top of her game, cracking case after case. Being partnered with Gabriel Perez, the two developed not only a partnership, a friendship but a relationship as well. It was at first friends with benefits but of course the two broke the rules and fell in love. Within three years of their relationship, the two were engaged and then again, three wasn’t a lucky number. They were engaged for three months, three months before an undercover gig went wrong. The undercover operation didn’t kill her, it killed Gabriel. His death was what almost killed her. Taking a much needed brake and time off from work, the women decided to transfer. 

Seven years ago, Natalie moved back to Redford, Texas where her story began. Where all the pain and heartache began, becoming a Detective for the Redford Police. She kept to herself most days and tried to figure out her parents death slowly but surely. 

[cactuskids]

𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 / 𝚒𝚝 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚍

… around redford, names don’t stay clean for long. ANTON MORALES is no exception. they are FORTY-THREE, born and raised or just passing through the town. when the sun rises, they work as ROAD CAPTAIN @ RED JACKALS / RODEO COWBOY, but around here, that rarely tells the whole story. their name has been heard in connection to the UNAFFILIATED and like most in this town, they carry their weight in quiet ways. some say they can be ALOOF and ATTENTIVE, depending on who’s asking and what’s at stake. they’ve laid claim to THE OUTSKIRTS, though ownership in redford is never as simple as it looks. land shifts, loyalties change, and nothing stays untouched for long. lately, their name has been circling for being PRO MODERNIZATION. in a town where legacy matters and progress threatens, the only question that ever really lingers is this: will they hold their ground or lose everything trying?

i. stats.

full name … anton morales

date of birth … april 29th

gender / pronouns … cis-man he/him

orientation … bisexual

relationship status ... single

faceclaim … alberto guerra

ii. personality.

zodiac sign … taurus

negative traits … stubborn, aloof, blunt, hotheaded (though he's mostly grown out of it)

positive traits … protective, understanding, pragmatic, logical

character inspirations ... mike delfino (desperate housewives) , davos seaworth (game of thrones) , ennis del mar (brokeback mountain)

pinterest.

iii. about.

Your earliest days are spent in attempt to entertain yourself. When you're younger, childhood fun in the confines of the town is left to the discretion of the child.

You do what other boys your age do when they're old enough to be held to expectations— get a job on the ranch. You like it well enough, it passes the time, and your parents let you pocket the money.

For a while, your time is wholly dedicated to the ranch and school. It's not until you recognize the alternate paths in life, and the fast money it promised. You watched as boys older than you— men, walk around as if they owned the place, and wondered what it took.

When you're old enough to be taken seriously, you become a club prospect. You spend less time on the ranch, and more time with the club, working as a runner of sorts, gradually becoming a larger part of the club. Your first time leaving town is with them, after finally saving up for a bike of your own.

You travel town to town, taking in the expansion of your world, often finding yourself on the wrong side of the law.

Before you found yourself with the Jackals, you'd considered yourself to be in semi-retirement. Losing people over the years led you to depart from your former club. But the call of the ride never left you.

iv. connection ideas.

a protege of sorts, a mentee he took under his wings, a long-term ex, one he shacked up with for a few years; enemies he made in his youth because of his hellion years, a dearest friend, fellow rodeo employees

[unlwful]

FULL NAME: Catalina Vazquez

FACECLAIM: Adria Arjona

GENDER: Cis female

PRONOUNS: She / her

AGE: 37

LENGTH OF TIME IN TOWN: All her life

HOUSING: Downtown

OCCUPATION: Firefighter

⸻ adria arjona , 37, cis female, she/her ; … around redford, names don’t stay clean for long. CATALINA "CAT" VAZQUEZ is no exception. they are THIRTY SEVEN born and raised or just passing through the town. when the sun rises, they work as FIREFIGHTER AT THE REDFORD FIREHALL, but around here, that rarely tells the whole story. their name has been heard in connection to AFFILIATED TO THE RED JACKALS MC and like most in this town, they carry their weight in quiet ways. some say they can be SHORT TEMPERED and ATTENTIVE, depending on who’s asking and what’s at stake. they’ve laid claim to DOWNTOWN, though ownership in redford is never as simple as it looks. land shifts, loyalties change, and nothing stays untouched for long. lately, their name has been circling for being NEUTRAL in a town where legacy matters and progress threatens, the only question that ever really lingers is this: will they hold their ground or lose everything trying?

more to come.

[thirdbarrel]

around redford, names don’t stay clean for long. TESSA HAYES is no exception. they are FORTY, born and raised or just passing through the town. when the sun rises, they work as RODEO/LIFESTYLE PHOTOGRAPHER but around here, that rarely tells the whole story. their name has been heard in connection to DECKER ( affiliated ) and like most in this town, they carry their weight in quiet ways. some say they can be GUARDED and SELF-POSSESSED depending on who’s asking and what’s at stake. they’ve laid claim to MAIN STREET DISTRICT though ownership in redford is never as simple as it looks. land shifts, loyalties change, and nothing stays untouched for long. lately, their name has been circling for being PRO PRESERVATION. in a town where legacy matters and progress threatens, the only question that ever really lingers is this: will they hold their ground or lose everything trying? 

— BASICS.

NAME. tessa hayes. NICKNAMES. tess. AGE. forty. BIRTHDAY. october 12th. HOMETOWN. redford, tx. GENDER. cis female. ORIENTATION. heterosexual. OCCUPATION. rodeo/lifestyle photographer. NEIGHBORHOOD. main street district. POSITIVE TRAITS. self-possessed, two, three. NEGATIVE TRAITS. guarded, two, three.

— HISTORY.

daryl hayes worked as a ranch hand for the deckers up until he retired a few years back and his youngest daughter, tessa, grew up climbing over fence posts, running the ranch every moment she wasn't in school. she could ride a horse before she could walk. at least, that's what daryl would tell anyone who'd listen. and as tessa got older, it became clear that she was naturally gifted at riding. so much so, that her dad scraped together every bit of extra money they had to pay for lessons. at six years old, tessa competed in her first barrel racing competition on a borrowed horse named jacks. they didn't place, her overall rank landing somewhere in the 200s. but, she was hooked. the next year she ended the season in the 50s. every spare moment was spent training, pushing herself and jacks to be their best. eventually, the deckers gifted her the horse and she didn't look back. in 2009, at 24 years old, tessa hayes became a world champion barrel racer, clearing the barrels in 13.57 seconds. this was her proudest moment, launching her into a completely different world. one of sponsorships and brand deals. she was the face of WPRA and spent more time on the road, away from redford, than ever before. there were many days she missed home, but she loved it, the pageantry and recognition that came from her hard work. in 2010, unbelievably, she did it again; becoming a back-to-back champion. and then, without a word, she walked away from it all. she retreated quietly to her hometown where, less than a year later, she welcomed her son, trevor. trevor was a result of a celebratory one-night-stand. it was never meant to happen— but it did, and tessa never once tried to pretend otherwise. to most, it looked like she'd just cracked under the pressure, unable to sustain the same level of success. tessa never commented on it, and declined every request for an interview. only those closest knew the truth. adjusting to motherhood took some time. trevor's father wasn't in the picture and so, it was just the two of them. she poured every ounce of who she was into raising her son, but she wanted something for herself too. tessa slowly reentered the rodeo scene. this time as a photographer. it began as a hobby, but a passion bloomed. she was talented at capturing the moments of rodeo — both the show of it all and the quieter moments that existed right before a gate opened, when a cowboy readied his horse. now, fifteen years later, tessa still works as a rodeo and lifestyle photographer in redford. though she does travel to shoot the bigger events from time to time. trevor is a teenager, and things aren't always easy between them. he's rebellious and stubborn, and well, she is too. these days, it seems they bump heads more than anything else, and tessa doesn't know what to do. but she's never been one to walk away from something that matters. not really.

— WANTED CONNECTIONS.

THE BROTHER — ( open. ) thick as thieves, these two. he saw tessa's grind, the obsession, the way she pushed herself and he was always there cheering her on. and when she walked away, he was right there by her side then, too. all other details completely up to player.

TREVOR'S FATHER — ( open. ) it was never supposed to be more than one night, but then tessa got pregnant. i envision him to be someone from the rodeo world, probably on the circuit. he could have known about trevor the entire time and is only just now showing up for whatever reason, or he could have never known about him and something else has brought him to (or back to) redford and surpriseeeee !

THE BEST FRIEND — ( open. ) lifelong best friends, there at every turn. even when tessa left (or they both left), they stayed in touch. probably the only person she's consistently soft with. they call each other on their bullshit, but protect each other fiercely. and they definitely don't hold back on their opinions of each others' lives.

WILL THEY/ WON'T THEY — ( open. ) these two have been orbiting each other for yearsssss, and no one can really figure out why it's never stuck. but the timing has never really lined up. their current situation is very casual, maybe friends with benefits... maybe no benefits and lots of pining??? the kind of thing that they absolutely do not talk about, but both know it's a little more? very open to plotting this one out!

[rttlesnake]

lorraine ' lori ' decker. musings / threads / inspo board / soundtrack

⸻around redford, names don’t stay clean for long. LORI DECKER is no exception. they are THIRTY-TWO, born and raised or just passing through the town. when the sun rises, they work as a BARTENDER AT SOUTHERN STRAND SALOON, but around here, that rarely tells the whole story. their name has been heard in connection to THE DECKER FAMILY ( child 2 — clinton's child ) and like most in this town, they carry their weight in quiet ways. some say they can be NAIVE and SELFLESS, depending on who’s asking and what’s at stake. they’ve laid claim to BRIAR RIDGE, though ownership in redford is never as simple as it looks. land shifts, loyalties change, and nothing stays untouched for long. lately, their name has been circling for being PRO PRESERVATION. in a town where legacy matters and progress threatens, the only question that ever really lingers is this: will they hold their ground or lose everything trying? 

𝖻𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖼𝗌.

𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 ... lorraine ' lori ' decker 𝖺𝗀𝖾 ... 32 𝖻𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖽𝖺𝗒 ... feb 28th 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 ... trans woman 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗌 ... she&her 𝗌𝖾𝗑𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒 ... bisexual 𝗈𝖼𝖼𝗎𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 ... bartender at southern strand saloon 𝖺𝖿𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 ... the decker family 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 ... tba. 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗆 ... jesse james keitel 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒 ... selfless, creative, social, compassionate; weak-willed, escapist, naive, insecure

ever since she was a little girl, lori's biggest dream was to leave redford and to never, never look back.

her childhood is just one, huge blurry memory of not belonging, of trying to meet other people's—her father's especially—expectations and always failing, of never doing or being enough. she tries, she really does, keeps her head down at school, makes sure her grades are okay, has a couple of normal friends she can show off at home, does some work at the ranch whenever she's asked to, just so she can prove that yeah, she can stuck it out in a life like that.

she tries. she really does but none of it works and the more time passes, the more miserable she becomes—this life is not hers and if she's gonna save herself, she has to leave.

it's a huge, loud blow out, the night lori packs up her car and leaves. a couple weeks after her high school graduation she announces that she's not staying and she's never before been cursed out this hard by her father. she knew he wasn't going to be happy about her decision but this is something else. but then she drives—with some new clothes and bare necessitates, a little bit of money saved from tutoring and past summer jobs and just a rough idea of where she's going—and it's the first time in her life she truly feels like herself.

there's a friend waiting for lori in california, a penpal she hoped to god was not some weirdo or a serial killer, someone who promised her shelter and a place to stay so she can find her feet and become herself. san francisco is like a different world and she fits right in. she gets her first, proper job as a server, changes her name and finds her people. the girl who helped lori set herself up in the city becomes the best friend she's always needed. once she saves up some money, she begins her medical transition and things finally start falling into place. never, not even once, does she try contacting her family. they don't either. and if they do—the word never reaches her.

she's finally got the life—an apartment shared with two other girls just like her, a string of jobs that pay the bills, some better than others, a couple of relationships; some people she falls head over heels for, some who hurt her, some who become her friends after. lori's happy—for the most part. it's fine, as long as she doesn't think about what she's missing. and when she does think about it, she goes out, she's got a special group of friends for this kind of going out, the type where she parties so hard she forgets why she was miserable in the first place. booze, other things, hot strangers—anything that will make her forget.

she manages it, for the most part. and then it gets bad. and then she gets the message that her dad died and she seems to hit rock bottom. should she go back? it's an impulsive decision but one she feels like she has to make.

lori finds out after the funeral so she comes back to redford when the wreaths on clinton's grave are already drying out. it's rough, being herself in this place, after all this time. seeing her family, trying to build something again, it's difficult. the guilt she feels overwhelms her.

and she wasn't going to stay. lori figured she'll stick around for a couple of days, see what's changed, try to talk to her siblings, check if there's a way they can have a relationship again, now that the biggest shadow of lori's life—clinton—is gone. but then she realizes that if she goes back, she'll spiral again. coming back to redford has dug up years of unprocessed memories and trauma, which lori has no idea what to do with. going back means she'll just squash it, ignore it and before she knows it, it'll come back to bite her in the ass.

she could stay. sit with it for a while. after all—she's different now. this place is different. her father's dead, her siblings are all adults. maybe there's something here, the thing she's been missing all this time?

lori bites the bullet, lets her girls know that she's not coming back for a little while, tells them to sublet her room back in san francisco, no idea for how long, until she figures her shit out, is what she tells them. she finds a place here, begs for a job at the saloon and starts putting different puzzle pieces together. she can do this.

[dutybled]

⸻⸻ around redford, names don’t stay clean for long. NADIA CALLAHAN is no exception. they are FIFTY EIGHT, born and raised or just passing through the town. when the sun rises, they work as TOWN COUNCIL MEMBER & SCHOOL BOARD PRESIDENT, but around here, that rarely tells the whole story. their name has been heard in connection to THE CALLAHAN FAMILY ( matriarch ) and like most in this town, they carry their weight in quiet ways. some say they can be VINDICTIVE and CHARISMATIC, depending on who’s asking and what’s at stake. they’ve laid claim to FOUNDERS ROW, though ownership in redford is never as simple as it looks. land shifts, loyalties change, and nothing stays untouched for long. lately, their name has been circling for being PRO MODERNIZATION. in a town where legacy matters and progress threatens, the only question that ever really lingers is this: will they hold their ground or lose everything trying? 

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐬.

name. nadia callahan. age. fifty eight. birthplace. redford, texas. gender. cis woman. pronouns. she/her. orientation. heterosexual ( officially, but really she goes both ways ). religion. roman catholic ( outwardly — inwardly, she doesn't care ). languages spoken. english, some french ( very, very little ). alignment. callahan family.

𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬.

faceclaim. famke janssen. height. five foot eight. build. lean, lithe. hair. dark chestnut, very deeply brunette. eyes. brown with golden flecks. distinguishing features. large, watchful eyes, a low and controlled voice, immaculate posture, selective warmth, slow and measured steps. signature scent. warmed amber and sandalwood, crushed jasmine petals steeped in olive oil, a trace of spiced honey.

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞.

temperament. choleric. positive traits. loyal, strategic, protective, perceptive. negative traits. manipulative, prideful, calculating, unforgiving. virtues. composure, patience, devotion, resolve. vices. ambition, envy, control, wrath. fears. irrelevance, displacement, public humiliation, power slipping beyond her grasp. moral alignment. neutral evil.

𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬.

spouse. eugene callahan. parents. harlan and ann margaret callahan. siblings. tbd callahan. children. ciara callahan, lucia callahan, thea callahan.

𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲.

nadia was the first born of the prominent callahan family, raised beneath the hard eye of a formidable father and the softer indulgence reserved almost entirely for her younger brother, and from her earliest years she learned the difference between being loved and being valued. the callahans were a political dynasty in texas and her father climbed that ladder seamlessly — starting his career as mayor of redford and ending it as the governor of texas. nadia's girlhood was spent at dinners and parties watching wealthy and powerful people move through halls that did not belong to her, wanting to extract herself from her family's shadow, wanting to be more than a callahan. she married young to a well-connected lawyer who gained her father's approval, though her wishes to relieve herself of her family name were struck down when her husband decided to become a callahan himself. nadia realized then that there would be no escaping her fate, nor her name. so she stopped fighting destiny and began fighting her husband instead. the early years of their marriage were toxic by nature, though their fighting and making up managed to bring three beautiful little girls to life. nadia's approach to motherhood was less than conventional and slightly hands off, but she adored her daughters regardless. as time passed, the blatant sexism that plagued her family only became more clear. her brother was a notorious playboy and fuck up, but despite that he continuously gained their father's favor where as nadia always seemed to fall short. he was to be the politician and she was to simply sit back and be the housewife of the family's attorney — their roles were traditionally carved out for them in a way that nadia could hardly push against, but she tried anyway. she cleaned up after her brother's mistakes, ensured their family's image remained crisp and clean in the public eye — and after all was said and done, when her father found himself at the end of his life, he spent his last breath putting the fate of the callahan name squarely on nadia's shoulders. for decades, she's played her part with careful precision — she's inserted herself in town affairs and boards and the like. she's welcomed senators and lobbyists and donors to her home for dinner parties, smiled in halls she once prayed to escape, has played the role of dutiful wife so well even she almost believes she enjoys it. behind the scenes she has her hand in every pot she can, puppeteering what she must to keep her idiot brother from impeachment, to keep her own secrets under wraps, and to keep her family in power and maintain their influence.

𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

the brother — nadia's younger brother is a menace and a piece of shit. he's a forever bachelor, a philanderer, and he's constantly getting himself into shit that she has to dig him out of. somehow, beyond her comprehension, he managed to get himself elected as governor — always following in their father's footsteps. nadia loves him but she also fucking hates him.

the lovers — nadia herself is an adulterer and a cougar, it's her cardinal sin and she loves the thrill. she and her husband both go to painstaking lengths to hide their respective affairs from the public eye, but they do be having them so nadia has likely slept with a good majority of the town — not that any of them know they're one of many!

the liability — this person knows something about nadia or the callahans that she absolutely does not want getting out, and she's willing to go to great lengths to make sure whatever it is stays under wraps.

the friends — she's like not that much of a bitch! nadia's pretty charming and funny so she probably has friends, she'll just unfortunately stab them in the back (metaphorically and for realsies) if they wrong her :/

[cactuskids]

𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚖𝚎, 𝚒'𝚖 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 / 𝚒 𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛

… around redford, names don’t stay clean for long. LUCIA CALLAHAN is no exception. they are THIRTY-TWO, born and raised or just passing through the town. when the sun rises, they work as a COUNSEL LAWYER @ CALLAHAN LAW FIRM, but around here, that rarely tells the whole story. their name has been heard in connection to CALLAHAN ( child 2 ) and like most in this town, they carry their weight in quiet ways. some say they can be SELF-SERVING and AMBITIOUS, depending on who’s asking and what’s at stake. they’ve laid claim to FOUNDERS ROW, though ownership in redford is never as simple as it looks. land shifts, loyalties change, and nothing stays untouched for long. lately, their name has been circling for being PRO PRESERVATION. in a town where legacy matters and progress threatens, the only question that ever really lingers is this: will they hold their ground or lose everything trying? 

i. stats.

full name … lucia ayanna callahan

date of birth … december 28th

gender / pronouns … cis-woman she/her

orientation … lesbian

relationship status ... single

family ... eugene callahan (father) , ciara callahan (older sister) , thea callahan (younger sister)

faceclaim … nathalie emmanuel

ii. personality.

zodiac sign … capricorn

negative traits … cruel, bitter, demanding, cunning, insecure, power hungry, manipulative

neutral traits ... strict, stubborn, stern, proud

positive traits …  charismatic, steadfast, loyal, disciplined, meticulous

temperament ... choleric

character inspirations ... shiv roy (succession), michaela pratt (how to get away with murder), madelyn stillwell (the boys)

pinterest.

iii. about.

You are born into a family where the familial name precedes you. The Callahan legacy is one solidified long before you or your sisters were born. You are delegated to the existence of a middle child— always in need of more attention than those around you can afford— and you throw yourself into your schooling and extracurriculars to pique your parents' interest.

You wear the pretty package afforded to all the Callahans. When the time is right, your words are silver-lined and hold all the promise in the world. Beneath the facade, you remain tirelessly competitive and power-hungry— eager to prove yourself worthy of carrying on the Callahan legacy to new heights.

The position of perfect, dutiful child would be yours. Your primary school success earns you admission into Columbia University and eventually Stanford Law. You are quick to remind your family that you were highly sought out by other firms, but that your loyalty to the family practice remained unwavering. (Did you spend ample time considering the offers of rival firms? Of course you did. Of course you did— if only for the sake of getting a reaction out of your father.)

The fullest extent of your desire for success has yet to be actualized. When you want for it as much as you do— it was only a matter of time before you sought out alternative means in order to do so. You'll keep it under wraps for as long as you can. You'd be damned if your near perfect image was so easily sullied.

iv. connection ideas.

former/current clients. connections from growing up, like former friends/exes/enemies. you owe her a favor— deal-with-the-devil vibes. current alliances/enemies/friends/fwbs (the no time to date type). a law student interning with her. an assistant. she needs your help to win a case. with your help, she accomplished something shady to do so.