would you believe us if we said that wasn't really R. SENNOTT? well, it isn't .ᐟ.ᐟ that's WAYLAND VYCARRO, a proud resident of pinehaven for the last 1 WEEK. you can find them working over at RITA'S ROLLER RINK as an ATTENDANT. they're 30, but they hardly look that old! it must be the washington weather that keeps them looking so young .ᐟ.ᐟ word around the town is that they're DEFIANT, RECKLESS, DECEPTIVE, but we think that's silly. we feel like they're much more OUTGOING, PERSONABLE, PASSIONATE. if we had to pick one song to describe HER, it would be LUCKY BY RENEE RAPP. see ya 'round, WAVY .ᐟ.ᐟ
DOSSIER.
full name. wayland jane vycarro. nicknames. wavy – a combination of first and last name. thought having it be a “stage name” would make her stand out, but now she feels naked without it. age + birthday + zodiac. thirty ; march 8th, 1995 + pisces. gender + orientation. demi girl – she / her, though never minds any others. openly lgbt+, doesn't label. birthplace. las vegas, nevada. residence. small, shitty apartment with her best friend. employment. attendant at the roller rink – runs an etsy / depop on the side, occasional doordash. distinguishing features. various moles. sunglasses tattoo on her left arm, playing card on her right wrist.
FAMILIAL.
parental. james vycarro — faux magician and scam artist, who performed his biggest trick that left his whereabouts unknown. lorene whitley — las vegas showgirl, a powerhouse in both personality and performance but never knew how to slow down. siblings. lucky whitley — younger brother, whereabouts unknown but wavy has tracked them down to still being in pinehaven, wa. other. best friend — wanted connection. someone she dragged to play detective with her after the failure of gaining attention on the internet ( who would'a thunk it? ) and instead of wallowing it before it gets real dark on her soul, drags her to pinehaven after searching extensively for her little brother. pets. dagger — black short hair cat she stole from a gas station parking lot.
warnings for: parent in jail, scamming people / stealing, foster care, missing people mentions. all will be tagged and noted within.
MARQUIS WAYLAND IS KNOWN IN VEGAS. a big man on campus. but wrong left turn and that's all he was — before he was placed in jail on various accounts of petty theft and grand larceny. wavy's namesake, her father used to say she had his tenacity. whatever that meant. the guy was good at picking pockets and playing pretend. a wig for every scenario, he'd gone to julliard for acting and found himself dumbfounded in vegas years later, dead end and crawling out of a dirt pit. he'd recruited the young and dumb in vegas not much younger than him - james knew that this would not last forever, and yet, he continued as long as he could: it was the only way to make a living that he knew of, and why kill the rush of adrenaline with a stupid 9 to 5?
a vegas strip love story in all it's glory: a newbie showgirl performer freezing her ass off in the oldest months meets a pick pocket with eyes greedier than sin. a little like, one, two — baby makes 3 and they're in some shitty hotel room marquis had gotten for them long term. it's not a great scenario, and wavy doesn't know a stable home until later in life. she's basically a baby raised in chaos – her first steps are on the vegas strip, she's trotted around and used in her father's scam schemes because no one can resist a cute baby. there was never a stranger, and wavy knows that her fearlessness was the product of this. she learned from the best, and by the time she was entering kindergarten, she was trying her hand at her father's games, too. not very good, but those proud sport smiles were everything to her at the time.
JAIL TW / things come crashing down by the time she's 7. her new baby brother was born, lucky being a product of her mother's intuition and maybe a bit of a drug - induced haze, not to mention the scammers that rivaled her father - the physics who aren't actually one and will take all your money regardless - how much more can you manifest than by having a child out of those manifestations? wavy isn't sure, it doesn't make sense to her either — lorene knew she was lucky, and the more she manifested it, the more fortune would be coming her way. that never happened. maquis is jailed after a high - roller host impersonation because of course, it's vegas – stolen identities, opening casino credit lines and high balling chips, leaving everyone else to take care of the charges – and her father is gone with a flash - bang once the knowledge of being an accomplice hits the streets.
FOSTER CARE, SEPERATION OF SIBLINGS, NEGLECT TW / a missing persons report is filed, so is a warrant for arrest, but he's gone with the wind. lorene tries, but she can't handle two kids by herself. she can't handle one child by herself. it isn't long before she's shipped to a small town in washington to be watched by her aunt. the aunt is .. not much better. wavy is essentially the sole caretaker of her brother, and between that and having to figure out life in a new, much quieter city .. things only continue to go downhill. the pair is placed into foster homes throughout the small towns that surround them. their stop in pinehaven is .. fine. she is 12, lucky is even younger, and it's them vs. the world. she feels responsible for him – he's all she has, really, and it makes her sick to think about them being apart. it doesn't stick out to wavy, not really, and by the time she turns around, lucky is gone. he's found a home with a family that wanted a cute little baby they could dote on – not a near - teenager.
wavy is devastated beyond belief — and try as she might, she can't find anyone. the system isn't supposed to split up siblings, she knows this, and yet — this anger turns into defiance. everywhere she turns: a no, a slam of a foster - kid door, stealing from foster parents and eventually turning up in a new place. love lost by her father, no longer idolized by a brother stolen, wavy turns to the next best thing: love from her peers. various schools as she bounces along, she tries her best to make them laugh. and if she can't do that, it's considered a moral failure. what's the point if you can't even do the bare minimum?
friends don't come easy, keeping relationships is harder. she grasps hold of those who do the same and manages to keep in contact with a select few of her foster - siblings, something she knew was impossible with lucky. even as she bounced around until adulthood, wavy held tight to those relationships as long as they would have her. their love, their attention — that was just the icing on her cake. after all, a girl craves few things in this world: love, attention, and fame. by the time wavy turned 15, she was already working. any job she could get her hands on. anything to get her out of here to the big leagues, to make something of herself.
and something of herself was not made. the minute she aged out of the system, wayland traveled with her small amount of belongings to los angeles. if she couldn't find lucky, lucky could see her – and find her. it was a benign hope, something to keep her going, but deep down? she knows it likely was fruitless. all of the people she followed on online were doing it. all she had to do was be pretty, make people laugh, and she'd land those deals and make that money and maybe even her father would come out of hiding and her mother would care about her, too. it's a bit silly in retrospect: that kind of love doesn't come back, isn't meant to be earned. but wavy didn't know that then.
she posted on socials, on the come up of them in this time period, almost 24/7. it took over her life: and in turn, she was sleeping on new friends couches and in her car at certain points. odd jobs here, odd jobs there. dog walking, attempting her own magic tricks ( could never get as good as her father, frankly ) , being those street performers down on the boulevard. it's a bit embarrassing to think her hustle never got her anyway. for all her desires, wayland lacks on thing: ambition. there's ideas in her brain that she wants to see through – though lacks the actions to do so, if by her own laziness. spiteful, wavy uses her personality to get what she wants .. and maybe a little page out of her mothers ripped book of manifestation.
during her free time and maybe frustrated rage, wavy took a new interest: trying to find lucky. it feels useless, but it's something to do. she enlists her newfound roommate turned best friend turned … something, and it becomes a whole operation. how many damn people in the world are named lucky whitley? she isn't even sure if that's his name anymore, but she's been willing to try. it doesn't hurt. who else does she have to loose? hours spend in front of computers and screens, taking those dna tests and seeing anything. odd jobs turn into a stint as a waitress, a stint at a movie theatre, and wavy hasn't even put roots down into the ground. where is her millions? where is her fortune? this manifesting thing doesn't work, she's sure of it. she'd been on the outskirts of los angeles for years and nothing. it feels like absolute failure. maybe it's dramatic, but she's never been a sensible person. and wavy wallowed.
until that wallowing turned into a grace of god – or maybe just the grace of an instagram post. wavy isn't sure how she found it in her alani 3am haze, but one thing led to another, and she tracked down a facebook profile picture to someone that lived in pinehaven. the name rings a bell, she's sure of it — it's been so long, so many homes and cities and faces it's hard to keep them straight. but she trusts her gut ( yeah, she is a bit like her mother ) and moves to a shitty little apartment in pinehaven, around a decade since her last stint here.
TLDR: wavy is the product of a pickpocket and showgirl in las vegas who eventually leave her and her beloved baby brother, lucky, in the dust. lucky and wavy get separated when wavy is nearing teenhood, and she hasn't seen him since. uses laughs and attention to fill her cup, and doesn't know how to treat people normally. was in pinehaven for a few months in childhood with a foster placement - she's returned now to hopefully find lucky again.
a hopelessly devoted girl who's never been normal about anything. will read into any and all situations in an insecure fashion. will not trust you the first, second, or tenth conversation — approach like a wild dog with treats in hand, she'll sniff it then run away. come back when she wants, it'll be easier if you don't take offense to her brash nature.
speaks her mind and has no filter. she has the mentality of having nothing to loose, so why shouldn't she? it's easier to let people leave you than to hold onto those who don't deserve it. granted, wavy has regretted things she's said of course. but she's way too prideful to admit it like a normal person, so instead she'll let it simmer until maybe - hopefully they aren't mad anymore.
openly lgbt+, but lacks the idea of a ‘label’ and doesn't care. her first girlfriend was in los angeles and it ended horribly. she dates around, but it's never anything serious ( aha, unless — ) and wavy is always the one to leave in the morning before they wake up. no breakfast she'll get it on the way home. has a semi - complicated relationship with her gender, but she truthfully doesn't want to go down that rabbithole just yet. uses she / her for her own self, but won't correct anyone if they use otherwise and encourages it in fact.
a hypocrite. so so so badly. says she doesn't believe in manifestation but she's actually kind of obsessed with it in a way that pisses wavy off so bad actually. she's taken to using journals to write down manifestations and see if that does anything. it hasn't, so far, but she's trying her damn best!!!
collects vintage clothing and sells it on depop but she keeps her favorite pieces. dresses like she's in the 2000s, and definitely not fit for the cold weather. short skirts, tops that don't fit, sunglasses that are too big for her face, babydoll dresses, high heels that are just a bit too ugly to be considered cute - ugly. that type of thing.
treats life like she's at the club but on the verge of getting kicked out for reckless behavior — follows her own rules, her own intuitions, but doesn't think twice about anything. follows first impressions on a 9/10 basis and tends to not give people a second chance once they strike first. terrible terrible pride - haver, and holds a grudge like no other.
CONNECTS.
wavy is technically .. new to town, but she's not new to town. she had a few month stint in a foster home when she was 12, but it didn't last longer than 6 months. she could've met them if they were in the same foster home at the time, or they could've just lived in town — been in the same grade, neighbors, etc.
she's slowly becoming a regular at mcnasty's because of course she is. i think it'd be fun to have “drinking friends” from there. they only really hang out there without actually planning to meet there, it's all happenstance and it's a very fun time.
open to all sorts of things: friends, hookups, enemies made, people who think she's weird and a little sketchy, people she knew from los angeles in a weird trick of fate, someone she poured a drink off when they pissed her off. literally anything idk!!!