[ bailee madison, cis female, she/her] - was thatĀ MARIEĀ i saw around town today? nope, turns out it wasĀ TESSA THORN, theĀ TWENTY-THREE-year oldĀ YOGA INSTRUCTOR AT RENEGADE GYM who has lived in town forĀ HER WHOLE LIFE i heard they have a reputation of being SUPPORTIVEĀ & SPOILED. letās hope the killer doesnāt go after them next while being here in grimmvale.
name: tessa lyn thorn
age: twenty-three
birthday: april 2nd
zodiac: aries
height: 5'2
hair color: brown or dyed blonde
eye color: brown
job: yoga instructor
favorite animal: cats
favorite color: pink
tessa is the baby of the family and she knows that she's treated as such. in fact, she loves every second of it. she'll flip her hair and get exactly what she wants. then, she'll enter a room and pretend that she doesn't know anything and smile and giggle her way through each and every day. because she's adorable and she knows it. it's a skill to be able to convince people that she's innocent. but because of that, and the fact that she literally loves to do yoga and make people smile, no one suspects her of anything. she's been working at the gym for as long as she could remember, simply becasue she saw the posting. and no one expected her to know anything about anything, so nothing was worrisome in any way. but tessa likes to listen, she likes to gossip, and she likes to know information about everything.
she's a very supportive person, loving to do things for her friends, but she's spoiled rotten rich. tessa gets literally everything she wants. to people that she actually cares about, she loves them with all of her heart. she means well, most of the time. it doesn't always come across that way, and occasionally, people do think that she's annoying. when they do, she just huffs and walks away.
location: kingdom bluff near the food stations | starter : open @fairytalefmstarters
being here and seeing all of this, it reminded the man of when he lost his own parents. he did not know her that much to be connected to her but it was still tragic. "I'm not confident in them figuring out who did it," Derrick admits with a slight frown. he could only continue drinking from his cup as he turned to the other. "sorry to sound a bit morbid just kind of sad i guess."
āļ¾*Ā·ļ¾LOSS WAS PART of Mack's life being a vet. He saw it every day, as much as he wished he didn't. But people, that was a whole different thing. They were the ones who took care of the adorable animals. Finding himself stand next to Derrick, Mack shrugged his shoulders. "Dude, I'm not either. Doesn't seem like they have any clue. And I've known most of these people my whole life. Don't think any of them could've don this." He shook his head, looking out at everyone, especially the ones grieving harder than he was. It really was sad. No one deserved to die, no matter how much you knew them. "No, no, I get it. It's a fact, and that's alright."
for: anyone! (cap 3ish! 2/3) @fairytalefmstarters
where: outskirts of kingdom bluffs posted up against his '70 dodge charger
It was late by the time Jake rolled up to the bluffs, hot off some last-minute MC shit that had gone longerārougherāthan expected. His adrenaline still lingered. His knuckles were still split, and the dried blood that wasn't his was still catching beneath the glow of the fire light in the distance. He snagged a beer from the six-pack he'd brought and kicked a boot up to the tire of his car, leaning back against the fender as he took a long, slow pull.
"Wasn't gunna fuckin' miss it," Jake muttered, his eyes fixed over the cliff. He lifted the bottle slightly, then shrugged once, offering them nothing else. "Shit just took longer than it shoulda."
āļ¾*Ā·ļ¾IT WAS LIKELY best to stay further away from the others, allowing herself to grieve and process the way she wanted to do so. Juhi was grieving, even if she didn't know Gabby specifically. It was still a loss of someone in the town and that was enough to hurt in a way that she didn't realize. Noticing Jake rested up against his car, she headed straight toward him, hoping that he'd at least appreciat her attitude toward it. Perhaps he might be one of the best, one that wouldn't necessarily expect her to be all emotional about the death.
"Glad you didn't. You got any beers to share?" she asked, leaning up against the car next to him. Juhi's eyes drifted over to the crowd of people, her body relaxing up against the car. "How you doin' with all of this?"
Location: Kingdom Bluffs
Status: Open @fairytalefmstarters
"I'm sure the township thought this was a good idea." Riley paused as she shook her head. Gabby was her best friend, her ride or die. She gripped her white cane a little tighter. "She deserved more than this. Whoever did this to her... they need to catch them." She let out an exhale as she took a step away from the fire.
āļ¾*Ā·ļ¾JUHI HADN'T REALLY wanted to come to the funeral. She wasn't very good at feelings, but now, seeing all of these brokenhearted people, maybe it was alright to have a little bit of emotion. Turning to face her, Juhi bit the inside of her lip. "Did you know her well?" she asked, wanting to know more about the situation. "She came into the bakery for pastries every now and then with a smile, but that's all I knew of her." Maybe if she tried a little bit harder to make friends, life wouldn't be so difficult or so focused on her career. She needed a little more excitement.
[Ā pallavi sharda, cis female, she/herĀ ] - was thatĀ COLETTEĀ i saw around town today? nope, turns out it wasĀ JUHI SINGH,Ā theĀ THIRTY-TWO-year oldĀ SWEET AS PIE BAKERY OWNERĀ who has lived in town forĀ HER WHOLE LIFEĀ i heard they have a reputation of beingĀ PASSIONATE & ARROGANT. letās hope the killer doesnāt go after them next while being here in grimmvale.Ā
name: juhi singhĀ
age:Ā thirty-two
birthday:Ā july 27
zodiac:Ā leoheight:Ā 5'7
hair color: brown
eye color:Ā brown
job:Ā owner of sweet as pie
favorite animal:Ā cow
favorite color:Ā red
counterpart: colette from ratatouille
biography:
Juhi was born into a big family. Sheās the youngest of four brothers and sisters. From very early on, they all doted on her, wanting her to be perfect and she hated every second of it. She hated being fussed over and hated the dresses and functions theyād bring her to. Her family had dreams for her that werenāt what she wanted. But would you expect anything less from a strict Indian family. Her parents immigrated here before having children, wanting them to exposed to the world before taking it over. Everyone older than her was a doctor, lawyer, or a tech business ownder. And Juhiās dream? She wanted to be in a kitchen. Her parents disapproved royally, constantly patronizing her for it. It took until her teenage years for them to ever taste her food and baked goods. Juhi spent many nights as a child in the kitchen with the family cook, who was always happy to teach her. She never told her parents which items she'd made for dinner and preferred to keep it that way. Her childhood was rough. While they all dotted on her and took care of her, it only made her her resent them. She hated the life they wanted for her. but the second she turned eighteen, she moved out of their house and went to the closest culinary school she could find and worked through her entire time paying for it herself. she barely had any money and they weren't supporting her in the slightest. But she was good, and she knew it.
Right from out of culinary school, she got an internship with some of the best bakeries in the area and opened Sweet as Pie as soon as she can. Her parents should've been happy, right? She was a business owner, and it was all hers. It was something she'd worked for, but they hated it. It wasn't a suitable job for their daughter. So, she cut them off. She hasn't spoken to them in years and she prefers it that way.
personality:
Juhi is a spitfire, which she no doubt learned from her family. She's incredibly passionate in everything she does, knowing that if she doesn't fight hard enough for her goals, no one else will. But she's had to become arrogant to get where she is. No one was going to trust some random Indian girl who grew up in the suburbs with no support for her dreams. And so she developed a thick skin. She had to be the toughest cook in the kitchen. But it came with hard spoils. Juhi has such high expectations for eveything that it can get her stuck in ridiculous situations.
Ā wanted connections:
linguini: the soft one that somehow breaks through her walls and makes her realize that she could get through life without always being in control
best friends: ones who love her despite her hard shell, they were able to support her when she needed it, those who let her crash on their couch when she was in culinary school
For: @thatwildlife
Where: Kingdom Bluffs, the Memorial
Vik is perched along the back of a bench, dress shoes planted where normal people are meant to sit, going over club figures on the phone in Mack's hands. "We've gotta make sense of why weāve spent four hundred dollars on cable ties or who put that line in the spreadsheet, and we have to lie beautifully," he tries to type on the screen, but Lemon noses his palm to lick it.
Vik folds immediately, leaning down to take his face between both hands and melting into the most embarrassing dog-speak known to man. "Oh did you do it? Did you need some cable ties?" He pulls away, pleading to Mack. "Take him away, I need to preserve some dignity."
āļ¾*Ā·ļ¾MACK ISN'T SITTING any better, back up against the arm rest and his legs sprawled out along the seat, resting under Vik's. His eyes moved between one of his best human friends and one of his best fur friends, trying his best not to laugh. "Hold on, I keep notes with me. I wonder if I could make up some weird excuse that we've got a cable management problem or are really crafty. What were that many used for anyway?." Reching into his bag, he pulled out a beautifully bound moleskin notebook out his bag on the floor and began flipping through it. He was immediately distracted by the beautiful golden retriever puppy that was sitting in between his own legs, Lemon. Lemon was still being trained and required more attention with skills than his regular dogs. So he was spending quite a bit of time with Mack. "What you think, Lemon? You running a secret underground business?" Mack asked, scratching behind the puppy's ears before picking him up and kissing his head. The dog happily snuggled onto his father's lap. "He's a big strong boy, what are you talking about?"
Location: Kingdom Bluff
Status: Open @fairytalefmstarters
"That was just so touching. What a speech." Alana said, looking over at the person next to her. She wished she could roll her eyes. Everyone being here in the same place, acting like they cared about some random girl, pissed her off. Sure, she was a nice girl, but the fakeness everywhere was astounding. "Anyway, you got something a little harder to drink?"
āļ¾*Ā·ļ¾MACK COULDN'T HELP the chuckle that left his lips. While he'd known Gabby and her dogs, he didn't really know her on a personal level and felt no need to make a speech. While he would miss seeing the dogs, he knew they'd wind up going to a good home. "I've heard too many today. It's making me sleepy." Tilting his head to the side, Mack smirked, reaching for a flask from his pocket. He unscrewed it and held it over to her. "Don't expect this all the time. I'm just not good with funerals, thought this would help. It's strong though, you mind need a mixer."
" do i look like someone who carries around something as vile and unlawful as drugs on me? i'm shocked and quite frankly appalled. " he quips knowing well there's plenty on him. recreational was prohibited? drugs were prohibited? it was just seen as as a monetary opportunity in the midst of being there for the memorial. there was no harm in that. " a blunt does sound bloody good right now i'll give you that. "
[ belmont camelli, cis male, he/him] - was thatĀ STITCHĀ i saw around town today? nope, turns out it wasĀ MAVERICK āMACKā WILDER, theĀ TWENTY-EIGHT-year oldĀ VET who has lived in town forĀ HIS WHOLE LIFE i heard they have a reputation of being OUTGOINGĀ & IMPULSIVE. letās hope the killer doesnāt go after them next while being here in grimmvale.Ā
from an early age, mack was a lover of animals. he was that kid that saved bugs from other bugs, rescued frogs at ponds, had a butterfly garden, and grew up with dogs, cats, hamsters, and fish. he knew this was his calling, because all he wanted to do was protect them. nothing else really mattered.
the zoo and the aquarium was his favorite place to visit and one of his life goals is go to every zoo he possibly can, as well as going on an african safari. mack is the kind of person that wants to pet every single animal, even if he might potentially get bitten or attacked. he literally does not care.
he was born to a single mother, who indulged every little whim he wanted. she strived to give him the entire world. she was a teenager when she had him, and luckily, her parents (his grandparents), supported her in every way they could. they spoiled maverick and gave him the entire world. he knew he was loved from the very first day he was brought into the world.
they lived in grimmvale their whole life, neither of them truly wanting to leave her parents. after all of the support, both of them loved the family so much. mack adored being close to his family. they were such a strong part of him. he felt loved, and he needed that. after taking care of all of the animals, he hated that they didn't all have the love he did. he brought all of the stray cats and dogs to the shelters, ensuring they lived better than they originally did.
personality:
mack is what you might describe as a kid in a candy shop. it's like he's eaten a pixie stick every day for energy. he's not hyperactive and bouncy, but generally always in a good mood. he's friendly, loves talking to anyone he can, and always has a smile on his face. he has a tendency to get distracted really easily, mostly by animals.
he's that person that screams "puppy!" when he sees one and will always stop to pet it. he's always up for an adventure, no matter what it is. nothing is too scary or frightening. ideas that rush into his head are exciting and he will always jump into them, no matter what.
mack feels everything very deeply. feelings are strong with this one. emotions are on a high, and in love and friendship, he holds trust very close to his heart. be gentle with him, okay?
pets:
lemonade stand ālemonā :
the name comes from the very first moment that mack met a golden. this little puppy came and jumped on him and dumped the lemonade all over. he literally didnāt care and couldnāt stop laughing. then, he became friends with this person and had to honor their puppy.
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