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Dan las seis, Marcos, tazas, café. Niebla en el televisor, frío en los pies.
Diez, dos, cien. Briznas de polvo lunar, cruzan la persiana sin parar su ballet.
No volverá, no se fue jamás. Cada recuerdo será un desertor.
Quizás un error. Cada pared, un vals. Una sonata fantasma. Cada espiral, en cada reloj.
Duerme un temblor
Ya dan las seis, el café se enfrió, el polvo lunar nos trae la última transmisión.
Vienna Mercado is a SIXTEEN year old daughter of HEPHAESTUS. She is a FEMALE and goes by SHE/HER pronouns.
🔥 ‘ SO OFTEN I WORRY THAT I WILL LOSE MY SOFTNESS FOR THERE IS SO MUCH IN THIS WORLD THAT FILLS ME WITH RAGE
✚ determined, focused, witty
✗reckless, reserved, stubborn
🔥 ‘ YOUR WORDS ARE BULLETS, YOUR MOUTH’S A GUN
Vienna was born to Ms. Hendez in Los Angeles, CA, two years after her brother, Carter.
Vienna was sent to Camp at 10.
Now her family has extended to all of the 15, and anyone new is suspicious. No one new is welcome to Vienna. They’re only out to get them.
Vienna has gone with Carter and Bambi to the Johnson Enterprises main building to tell their mothers goodbye and to explain everything that has happened.
She speaks Spanish fluently, and embraces her Mexican culture.
Vienna’s a great fighter, and is often the one to volunteer to patrol the borders when the rest are sleeping. She’s considered the Warrior of the group.
She frequently takes her self-titled “Vienna Time” to just do what she wants. Stray off, explore, think about things that have been eating at her. It’s two hours every day, and no one is allowed to bother her unless it’s dire.
🔥 C O N N E C T I O N S !
CARTER MERCADO;
Carter and his sister have always been close. When Vienna was upset, he was her shoulder to cry on, and when Carter had his episodes of rage, Vienna would be there to soothe him the way only a little sister could. Lately, it’s been harder to take on the supportive sister role, much to Vienna’s dismay. She’s maturing in a time that’s supposed to be the best years of her life, instead living it in the desolate ruins of the life she once had. Hardly any contact with her mother, Bambi and Carter practically put on pedestals among the 15, all put on top of regular teenage girl problems -- it’s not a fun affair, especially with Carter breathing over her neck every second of the day. Vienna feels terrible about pushing away Carter’s protective nature, even when she knows they come from a place of love. She just wants to live her life with what little freedom she has now, and as much as she’d hate to admit it, her beloved big brother is making it way too hard.
BAMBI JOHNSON;
Ms. Mercado had worked as the nanny for the Johnson family as Carter and Vienna grew up, putting them in close quarters with their daughter, Bambi. The three were practically the only children in the lavish mansion, and their mother’s soon fell in love, making a tight bond form between them all. They were the trio, the ones that ran rampant throughout the Johnson Industries building, the ones who prank called from Ms. Johnson’s landline, and the ones who had sleepovers so they wouldn’t have to sleep alone. Bambi’s the oldest and thus the unofficial ‘leader’ of the group, with Carter as second in command and Vienna as the baby. They did everything together; they went to school together, they found out they were demigods together, and they went to Camp together. Their tight knit little group has stayed the same even as they branched out and found new friends, though it’s been straining since Camp has been destroyed, and new pressures are put upon them.
BAILEE MILLER;
While Carter is less than approving of her best friend, Vienna and Bailee formed a close bond during Vienna’s first day at Camp when she caught Bailee throwing a hex at another Camper and deemed it as “cool”. They’ve been best friends ever since, and are frequently seen together. They seem to be attached at the hip. One goes where the other goes, one does what the other does, despite various protests. Vienna is grateful for Bailee as she feels it was her friend that guided her into branching out and finding new friends besides Carter and Bambi. Bailee helps her step out of her comfort zone and try new things, and pushes her hen she’s holding back on something. Likewise, Vienna calms Bailee down during her rages and reminds her that while she may not care about her actions, they have consequences and she needs to think about them. It’s a classic story with their own little twist.
FORTUNATELY FOR YOU, VIENNA IS O P E N, & PLAYED BY N O O N E.
[dial tone]
“You’ve reached Kayla. I’m ignoring your call because let’s face it, talking on the phone is incredibly awkward so I’m doing us both a favour. Keep it short because i also probably won’t even listen to the whole thing. Cool, here’s the beep.”
[phone beeps]
VOICEMAIL: " voice mail? Ugh really? Alright fine. I'm sorry for being mad at you about ... Your news. I was surprised. But if this is what's happening then I support you and this kid will be so lucky to have you as a dad. I gotta go- but please don't freak about Blake. Even though I did. Oops. I love you, Donnie. "
{voicemail heard}
[ voicemail ] for rachel
[ after having spent all morning writing and then crashing for a recuperative nap, Quinn wakes to an empty, darkening apartment and decides she'd like to dress it up with a little cheer. and since it's been a minute since she's seen her best friend... ]
Q: I know you're wow-ing everyone in the audience right now, but after you're done greeting your latest throng of fans, would you be up for stopping by and seeing your number one? Sab-- well Sab and Brandy aren't around so I'm planning to take advantage of an empty apartment and decorate. [ a beat, then smiling ] Even with your height disadvantages, I'd love your help. Or just your company. And if you can swing it, dinner's on me. Just let me know what you want so I can run out and grab anything not stocked. Love and miss you, Rach. I hope you had a great show.
[ voicemail ] for rachel
[ Left after Quinn receives the text that the role of Millie is hers. ]
Q: [smile bright and audible in her words] Hey there. [a pause that allows some of New York's night sounds to filter through the speaker as Quinn leans against the wall out on the terrace.] I remember shortly after we met, one night when we were on our backs in your yard looking up at the stars that you told me you were going to be one. A star on Broadyway. And honestly at the time I thought you were a bit crazy because what kid at some point doesn't dream about being rich and famous. But then I heard you sing and I watched you perform -- even if it was just in your living room -- and I knew that I was the crazy one for ever doubting your dream. [ a beat and a deep breath ] I'm so proud of you, Rachel. For your dedication and perseverance and what you've achieved. You /are/ a star, one that's ready to burst on the scene, and I, along with the rest of your soon-to-be fans, can't wait to be blinded by your talent. [ a sigh ] Congrats and have a great night out with Fi. You deserve it.
voicemail 📱 sheep 💝
dima: sheba? sheep? i dunno where you are but i wanted to apologize for being such an asshole and i love you and i dont wanna lose you but i think i might have and vodka doesnt really help me to forget you, you know. i dont even want to forget you, but i want to forget the way you look at ivy and the way she looks back at you because i wanna feel that too and i wanna know what that feels like. and i love you with all of my heart and more but i dont know how to make you feel that? i dont know how to make you feel my love and im sorry because i know that is what you wanted the most the entire time and maybe ivy is just better at that because she is not a failure like i am. maybe she can do my job better but maybe im also only talking bullshit, i cant really tell reality from fantasy right now and i feel like shit but you are still on my mind and i still love you and i wanted to call you and hear your voice but you didnt pick up so right now im talking to an inanimate object like the freak that i am. i love you i love i love you i love you so, so much and i hope that you maybe love me too.
Tem gente que não sabe o que é amizade e julga as pessoas pela idade.
