“Eh it wouldn’t be that hard, We actually don’t get that violent. We like being allowed to operate. And I wouldn’t say its Hetero-ritualistic. More just party-ritualistic” That didn’t account for what the participants decided to do. He remembered his rush week vividly. He briefly wondered if what he said ,made sense then decided he didn’t care. “Plenty of eye candy.” Leon nodded agreeing with that.
“Now that sounds more like fun. Are you in a fraternity?” It was somewhat hard to get Victor’s interest in anything that wasn’t himself for more than a minute. In fact, it was surprising he even remembered to ask Leon questions about himself. “And c’mon. I am the eye candy around these parts...” That could’ve sounded like just some lighthearted fun, but Victor honestly believed himself to be better than about ninety percent of the guys in this university. At least when it comes to looks.
“It’s a pretty regular thing during rush week dude. If you plan on rushing It’ll likely be hell but totally worth it.” Leon grinned at him. Now that he wasn’t the one who actually had to rush it was a lot more fun for him. “Btw. I don’t know if I love that you said it that way out loud or hate it. I’m Leonardo. But everyone call’s me Leon.”
“Hi Leon.” He nodded before going back to his favorite subject in the world: himself. “I don’t know if I’m going to do this rush thing. I mean, I want to, but getting clocked isn’t really my vibe. And neither is all the hetero-ritualistic bullshit.” As a freshman, Victor had a pretty skewed view of what fraternities were like, and honestly speaking most of it came from movies like American Pie and Blue Mountain State. “Although I did see a lot of cute guys in there...”
Leon, despite the fact that he had gone here for 2 years already, this being his third that is. Always managed to be at least slightly surprised by the crazy that welcome week brought out. The event’s had started less then 2 hours ago and some drunk students had already gotten themselves into some interesting situations. Like the Banana suit sack race he saw a few doing. He supposed that was one way to make a grand entrance. He preferred to make his via party. Although if he was being honest he to had done some stupid shit and would continue that way. “Alright be real,” He commented aloud to whoever had approached him. “How many broken noses do you think theirs gonna be? And do you think I could pull it off?”
His laughter faded pretty quickly as a concerned look took over his face. “Wait, what? Do people get THAT hurt here?” Well, at least Victor knew to steer clear of activities like this, considering the fact that his face is his money-maker. “Fucking yikes. And yeah, totally, believe in your dreams, run with scissors, touch the sun. I’m Victor, btw!” He was one of these people who said acronyms out loud instead of just saying by the way.
“Okay, clearly you need to calm down…” Oliver said to the other boy, shaking his head as the other eyed him up and down. “I’m Oliver. Oliver St. James…” He said, raising an eyebrow as he looked at Victor. “I have no idea why I decided to tell you this story, out of all people, but can you stop looking at me like that?”
“Um, excuse me?” Victor did a double take before eyeing the boy up and down. “Looking at you like what baby?” He knew exactly how he was looking at Oliver, but how DARE he act like that? Is he cute? Yes. Is he a ten? Fuck no. So Victor was most of all intrigued as per why would an Eight (on a good day) be talking like that to a Ten.
“I honestly can’t wait until I graduate so I don’t have to see some of you anymore. This being said because I walked in on some guy giving a girl head in the art supply room and she threw a fucking bag of clay at my head. I don’t even know how she picked that thing up.. those things weigh a ton.” Oliver told the other person, shaking his head as he remembered what had happened. “Why would they do it in the art supply room anyway? And I don’t know what I was doing there either, but still…”
“Maybe they wanted to live their Ghost fantasy? I wouldn’t blame them. Patrick Swayze was a goddamn SNACK in that movie!” Victor eyed the guy saying that up and down. He looked a little older, but Vic would still do him, and with that in mind he found a nice segue. “Speaking of snacks... Hi, I’m Victor. What’s your name?”
‘ you will ALWAYS be fond of me. i represent to you all the sins you never had the COURAGE to commit. ’ bottle raised at twilight. mind full of mischief, body full of sin. words as quoted by the literature of the olden days. the woman could not be contained. ‘ o, TEACH me how i should forget to think. ’
“Oh my god, love that quote! Gonna steal it for an insta caption.” Victor pulled out his phone immediately and took a selfie that happened to have the girl in the background with unparalleled agility. “Say cheese, bitch! By the way, what’s your handle?”
Hi! My name’s Lipe, I’m 24 (he/him) and I’m playing Victor, aka the Mesmerizer. He’s here to be pretty, and pretty petty. The local harbinger of drama.
( froy gutierrez, cismale ) did you hear how VICTOR REID is applying to columbia university as an UNDECIDED major ?! the 19 year old is living in the HARTLEY HALL. i heard that they got in because they are ENTICING and CHARISMATIC, but honestly i think HE can be NARCISSISTIC and SELF-SERVING. they’re a real MESMERIZER. oh well, only time will tell if the FRESHMAN will make it til the end.
+ Rosewater, Black Lace, Mirrors, Seeing his own reflection in someone else’s eyes, The Picture of Dorian Gray, Camera flashes, Soft Instagram filters, Selfies galore, Marina And The Diamonds songs, Orange desert sands, Liquid glitter, Black credit cards, Pool parties under the desert sky.
FULL NAME: Victor Lucero Reid
NICKNAME(S) OTHER NAMES: Vic.
DATE OF BIRTH: April 23rd, 2000
ETHNICITY: Latino/White
OCCUPATION: Model/College student
RELIGION: Non-practicing Catholic
SEXUALITY: Homosexual
HEIGHT: 5′11″
WEIGHT: ~150 lbs
HAIR COLOR: Light brown
EYE COLOR: Blue
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Always dressed up and good-looking.
Victor Lucero Reid was born in Albuquerque, and from a very young age, he knew how to work his charm to get what he wanted. There is no endearing story of an ugly duckling who suddenly grew up into his features at puberty, no. Victor was always a cute kid, and a part of him was always aware of that, even if subconsciously. The first time he realized he could use his looks to get ahead was when he was 7 years old and some lady on the supermarket bought him the expensive chocolate he wanted. He didn’t throw a tantrum, he just flashed his big blue eyes at his mom and the lady behind her intervened, much to his pleasure and his mom’s embarrassment.
Victor’s mom is Lydia Lucero, a Paralegal at a local law practice, she married her high school sweetheart, but it turned out they weren’t such sweethearts to begin with, since his dad bailed on them when Victor was 4. Joshua Reid isn’t a deadbeat parent or anything, no. They were just incompatible, and so they followed their lives. In fact, his family was purely W.A.S.P and he could feel the different treatment his cousins and aunts dished him when he went to visit his father’s family in Maine. The complete opposite of how warm and fun to be around the Luceros were.
One would think this would make Victor draw a conclusion about his place in the world. Well, he did. It just wasn’t the best one... Victor saw both that he was a pretty boy and that there was money to be made off being pretty and that it was an white man’s world, and he could even look the part, but unless he cut the ties with his other heritage, he just knew people would see him as a bundle of stereotypes.
Victor did everything in his power to not be a stereotype and to not end up like his parents, or rather, like his mom, just working and sleeping like a zombie. He started making his own money at the age of 15, when a modeling agent approached him on the local mall on a totally random (wink wink) stroll with his mom. Ever since then, he’s made some petty change on the side with photoshoots and runways on a regional level, but he just knew there was more to it than just being New Mexico-pretty.
As soon as he entered freshman year of high school, he sweet talked his parents into letting him move to college if he passed an Ivy League one. They took the bet, but didn’t expect him to actually do so well academically. What do you know, with some studying, the help of all the nerds that had crushes on him and a killer application, he got accepted into Columbia, right in the heart of New York, and is now living his best life.
Right now Victor is an undecided freshman at Columbia University and looking for any opportunity that involves money, love, fun or any combination of the three.
