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@the-eva-lee
What Disney song you feel fits your character?
I sense there's something in the windThat feels like tragedy's at handAnd though I'd like to stand by himCan't shake this feeling that I haveThe worst is just around the bend
Sally's Song from Nightmare Before Christmas
"Nope. I just like to know what people do."
"Oh. Okay. Thanks kid."
"That table, you two have been so casually kissing on, is made of pure mahogany wood that is hard to come by. If you want to have sex do it on the couch or the floor."
"If it's worth whatever it cost, I'm sure it'll hold."
Character development - 02 - History
1) What does your character think of the prohibition? That it's stupid and she's gonna drink anyway - the government hasn't done shit for her, so why start listening now?
2) What is their opinion on women voting? Honestly, she feels like her voice won't be heard anyway, so she doesn't even bother paying attention to politics. Nobody's gonna care about a whore.
3)What is your characters favorite thing about the roaring 20s? The booze and the loneliness that comes after war.
4) Hobbies? Gardening. Mostly flowers, but she does have this one sprout of a tree she's working on. She would love more.
5) Opinions on the the great war? Only that the soldiers grew lonely and still are mostly.
6) What were they doing during the war? Living out west, tired of monotony, and planning on leaving.
7) Characters opinion on the crime? That it lends itself to other unlawful acts, which works for her.
8) What is their American dream? Getting out of New York.
9) A traumatic experience for them? Her first boss beating her and her first withdrawal from drugs.
10) What’s one thing that reminds your character of past memories? Anything related to death reminds her of bad memories, but nature reminds her of happier times.
Character Development 1: Basics
Character name? Eva Marie Lee
Age and DOB? 22 & 04/17/1901
Any Nicknames? Not really (Eva's short already).
Hair Colour? Brown
Eye Colour? Brown
Accent (if any)? A slight Midwestern accent.
Height? 5' 7"
Weight? 115 (underweight)
Type of Clothes? Typically very skimpy dresses (flapper dresses and makeup were initially only worn by prostitutes before and during the the early years of the 1920s).
Scars or birthmarks? How they got their scars, if any. She has a faint scar on her cheek, below her right eye from the first and last time an employer forgot to hit her where you can't see. His ring scratched her skin when he backhanded her.
"That didn’t look anything like real business. Are you a prostitute?"
"Business is business. And this is none of yours."
"But, yes. Why? We have a problem?"
They say “here comes a hurricane, trouble is her middle name!” But I don’t look for trouble, yeah trouble looks for me.
"It’s nothing."
"Like hell! You need a hospital! Who did this to you!?"
❄ (Eva)
"you know I’m here right? I’m not much but I’m something."
"Ah… no. Sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt or whatever."
"No, you didn't interrupt anything. It was just a business transaction and we were done."
❄ (Eva)
"I don’t like keeping the same girls around for too long, but I keep coming back to you for some reason."
Mythology Meme Redux: 6 Nymphs - Dryads
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"Um.. Kind of in the middle of something here..."
His hands moved down to her thighs as he got as close to her as possible. With slight roughness his lips moved down her neck.
As he mouth tasted her neck, her head tipped back to bare as much of it as possible. Her hands reached over his shoulders for his shirt and started pull it up, reaching for the skin on his back.
Send me ❄ and my muse will tell yours a random thought they have had about your muse
