location wang clinic.
date sometime in january of 2020.
with @vgyeon / kang seoyeon.
siwoo stared at the band-aid on his hand in ill-concealed judgement. it wasn’t the first time he had seen the little pink pig character, not by a long shot, and he was certain that as long as he continued to see yeon, it wouldn’t be the last. but, it seemed like every time he was given such a themed band-aid, they only became more and more gaudy. for example, this time, the pig was dressed in an astronaut suit on a light lavender background. he wasn’t sure what to make of it.
carefully, he moved his gaze from the band-aid to seoyeon, staring at her incredulously. “you know, doc, i wouldn’t judge your choice of band-aids if you were a kindergarten teacher,” he spoke slowly, “but i think it’s a bit ridiculous to give these to ring fighters. luckily, i don’t care very much, but what if someone with a temper thinks that you’re making fun of them? what would happen then?”
he stood up from the cot he had been sitting on and stretched his sore arms out until he felt both shoulders pop. luckily, not much damage had been done ( other than bruises, so many bruises ) to anything other than his face and hands: his hands were cut in various places, small patches of skin rubbed raw from collisions with the harsh floor, and his face—he had chosen to avoid looking into any mirrors, so he wasn’t sure how it looked. he only knew that it hurt, his left eye was hard to see out of, and he tasted blood on his lip. probably split.
still looking at her, he cracked a small smile that made pain erupt in his lower lip—yep, definitely split. “could you kick their ass if they tried to kick yours? i bet you could, actually. you look kinda tough like that.”
i got some plots written out for siwoo, which you can find here! i will add some more, but i have to head to work, so i figured it couldn’t hurt to share what i have right now? like this if anything catches your eye and i’ll dm asap!
hello! i’m heather (19, she/her, cst) and i’m going to be playing both yang “seven” siwoo and choi “na yubin” chanwook. i will get an intro posted for yubin soon (sometime tomorrow), but in the meantime... allow me to introduce you to the tragedy that is vain glory’s tower canon. his profile page is here, but i don’t have a plots page for him, so i’ve just included some ideas at the end of this post. if you want to plot, then go ahead & like this and i’ll hit you up asap.
( tw for physical abuse, murder & drug overdose. his whole history is filled with it, so go ahead and skip alllllll the way to the bottom if the plot ideas are what you’re looking for! )
siwoo was an accident conceived by two people who were more fuck-buddies than they were an actual couple. his mother was very in love with his dad, but had never told him this; and when she became pregnant with his child, he ghosted. he promised that he’d get back in touch after he had some time to think, but 9 months passed and suddenly she was giving birth and he was who knows where.
she had no money, and the man she would come to meet had no money. siwoo was raised in the slums of gangnam.
she met another man shortly after siwoo was born, and siwoo grew up thinking this other man was truly his father; no one ever told him different.
this man was insanely abusive both to siwoo and his mother. even as a baby, he hurt siwoo; if he cried too loud, he’d burn him with cigarettes. he has a lot of little scars from this all over, especially on his chest, stomach and back.
the abuse only got worse as he got older. new bruises and injuries were added on before the old ones could completely heal, and siwoo thought he hid it well, but he really didn’t. everyone pitied the powerless boy, but no one did shit to save him.
anyway he started taking taekwondo classes when he was pretty young, and he had a natural talent for it because of his own pent-up rage from being abused & also because of his determination to be good at something, yk? and he really enjoyed it.
he continued on with taekwondo for years, which also made him strong enough to actually stand up to his father and fight back. still got his ass beat more often than not, but??? tried to hold his own, and that’s gotta count for something.
i didn’t specify in his bg, but he was between 13/15 when his little brother was born and at this point, his parents (both hardcore druggies by now) had stopped paying the bills and quite frankly, siwoo’s prize cash wasn’t enough to make ends meet. so, he did the only thing he could think to do -- he started stealing placebo pills from local pharmacies and would replace his parents’ drugs w fake shit. and then he’d sell stuff to classmates and people on the streets.
started drawing police attention and basically ruined his life without even knowing he was ruining it Yet. got caught Once by his stepdad and got beat within an inch of his life (literally) and still has insane nightmares about it but doesn’t talk about it. also didn’t stop selling their shit LMAO.
he was 17. preparing for college entrance exams. feeling pretty good about his life & his opportunities, thinking about how to take his mom and little brother with him when he left. how to save them. and then he came home from studying one night and found his father dead on the floor with a stab wound in his gut and his mother dead not far from him with a needle jammed in her arm. fun fun fun.
threw away all of his plans for the sake of raising his little brother and trying like HELL to make things better for him. he didn’t even finish his education, despite having less than a year left, and cut off all contact w/ national taekwondo team representatives (i forgot to mention this earlier but here it is...... he was in talks to be recruited into the team. would’ve been super cool. but he had to give it up).
worked lots of odd jobs. mainly did mechanic work, but also did some electricity/wiring stuff, would paint fences/houses/whatever, would train people in taekwondo and also still sold drugs on the side when he could get his hands on some.
word started spreading underground that he was Really good at taekwondo & people thought he’d make a great fighter. and they also knew that he desperately needed money. so, somehow or another, passive drug-dealing turned into cage fights and he hated it. hated hurting people like that, like his father had hurt him, hated seeing their blood and his blood and hated waking up sore but he sure did love the lump-sums of money. plus, it’s not as easy to get out as it is to get in, so....... suddenly he was a fighter?
it’s 2020. his lil brother is somewhere between 13 and 11 (again...... i never specified..... idk man) & he would do!!! literally anything!!! to keep him safe and happy. his brother is pretty much.... his only motivation to stay alive anymore.
siwoo’s super melancholic. he always seems to be sad about something. he’s pretty nice, when he can be, but he knows that he needs to seem tough if he doesn’t want people to fuck with him, so he tries??? to seem tough????
always smells like cigarette smoke nd..... regret.
if your character only knows him through his fighting, it’s VERY likely that they don’t know his real name and only refer to him as seven!!! he tries really hard to keep his real name secret.
wears a heart-shaped locket that his mother always wore before she died. holds a pic of his mom & his birth dad as teenagers, but he could never get it open so he hasn’t seen it. holds the locket really dear to his heart and will fight anyone who says shit about it.
for plots..........................
ex gf who got him through a lot of tough shit and his lil bro lowkey feels super safe around her, so she still hangs around from time to time...... no feelings left, but they’re still present in each other’s lives. (female lock)
people he’s done odd jobs for and they Swear that they know him but can’t put their finger on where. (anyone)
someone who’s super patient (which him at least) n just..... nice to be around. he starts catching feelings like a dumb bitch. (slow burn, male or female)
peoples whose dogs are friends w his dog. wholesome dog-walking threads. or maybe your dogs run into each other, and you’re like??? really??? you??? fuck this. (anyone)
you tried to pick a fight with him and he beat your ass and you still hold a grudge. (male lock)
he picked a fight and you beat his ass. he’s scared of you. (male lock)
really anything. these are all dumb and messy because i came up with them in the moment, but i’m down to discuss anything!!!!!
gummygunk
romaincrisis
baratheonpilled
pixelskylines
snowghoul
tangentwithtanner
discoholicmusic
turnnoffyourmind
kianamaiart
