you poor unfortunate souls

Ridley Underhill. Owner of the Fish Market.

[thepoisonpalette]

Persephone’s smile unfurled slowly — indulgent, dangerous, and far too knowing. “Ridley, ,” she drawled, voice smooth as honeyed venom, “if your goal was to make an entrance, consider it achieved. Half the room forgot how to breathe when you walked in.” She let her gaze drift over Ridley’s dramatic silhouette, then added with a teasing lilt, “It’s giving sea witch royalty — power, allure, and just the right amount of menace. I approve.”

She accepted the offered drink, holding it delicately by the stem, and studied the liquid like she was divining secrets from it. “Divine, you said? Fitting.” Her tone curled into a purr. “But I rarely share drinks, my dear. I prefer toasting to something — or someone — worth remembering.” Her smirk deepened, the faintest flash of amusement glinting behind her lashes. “And you do make a compelling case i must say.

At the mention of plans, Persephone tilted her head, an elegant shoulder rising in mock thought. She lifted her glass in a graceful salute, eyes glittering with challenge. “Stay close, Ridley. I have a feeling the night’s just getting delicious.”

[yourefished]

smirking ridley felt even more fabulous than she originally had. knowing that her friend persephone had believed she'd succeeded made a l l the difference. a costume that could turn heads like that was incredible. "that's the response i wanted. i knew i could count on you, seph." flipping her hair, ridley felt p o w e r f u l l and now, all she needed was everyone else to see that. but the night was fresh and there was so much to do, and so many people to manipulate. although, spending time with her friend required more immediate attention.

"toasting, huh? to someone worth remembering? got someone in mind there, sweets?" off the top of her head, she couldn't think of who it could be, but now, color her curious. for a moment, she watched her friend, eyes stuck on her, trying to decipher what might be revolving around in that gorgeous head of hers. "delicious? you're speaking my language. lead the way, and together, we'll make this night one to remember!" ridley held her glass up to toast, whether or not that was the intention and took a large swig of the drink. "now, tell me, what gossip do we have for this evening? i'm itching for something interesting."

[yourefished]

decked out in the fanciest outfit she could make, ridley felt like a million coins and hoped that others could see the same thing. flipping the skirt out, to give herself an air of e l e g a n c e. "what is your intentions with this masquerade? how do you intend to spend your time?" ridley asked, looking her up and down, curious about how others wanted to spend their time. she just wanted all of the attention that she could get.

@warmseasoned

[yourefished]

masquerades weren't necessarily an event that she would plan herself, because in order to have a successful event, you needed to see the people you're trying to manipulate and k e e p on your side. although, her outfit was spectacular, allowing her to look like an octopus, which was an animal she believed with a ton of power. "you a fan of this masquerade idea?" ridley asked, looking around the room for how she could cause some chaos. "i was hoping for a little gossip or excitement."

@ndragov

[yourefished]

certain people brought ridley's curiosity to new levels, begging her to test her limits. taran was one of those few people. he was c h a r m i n g and elusive to her charms. it was something she couldn't quite understand and for that, she needed to interact with him more. spotting his beautiful complexion, she glided over to him, hoping she'd picked the right person. the burnt orange suit fit him well. "taran, my dear, that color suits you well. i'd be lying if i said i didn't find you attractive tonight. would you do me the honor of a dance?"

@musicsfall

[yourefished]

hyping up those in the village that you respected was a gesture that ridley was quite fond of doing. in fact, she k n e w that it would get her in the good graces of others. so, when she spotted cassandra in her outfit, she threw in her best sass, her best hype mode, and reminded her that she was absolutely g e t t i n g it. "damn, queen, that's the way you do it! how'd you come up with such a beautiful design? i'm living for this moment."

@themostevilqueene

[yourefished]

without a drink in her hand, ridley k n e w she'd feel a little less ready for such a grand party. but with an outfit like hers, it was even better. the intention was to turn heads, d r a m a t i c a l l y, in every sense of the word. not only did she want all eyes on her, but she wanted to instill both jealousy and fear into everyone. ridley was fully aware she took up space, in all of the best ways. sipping on the drink, her eyes drifted up to the person standing in front of her. "you here to share a drink with me? it's d i v i n e, darling. where do you plan on starting your evening?" curiosity captured the mermaid, didn't it?

[bevmcnt]

⋆        𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑵 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹⠀   ⠀⸺⠀masquerade ball .

Perhaps Francis had seriously underestimated how much the mask could play tricks on his vision. Even with all the candles casting their warm, flickering light, he found himself tilting his head up and down like a curious bird, trying to judge how near or far anything was. He could, of course, lift the mask onto his hair, but then the whole outfit would be ruined. And really, what was the point of a masquerade if you weren’t actually wearing your mask?

“For heaven’s sake, I think I could see a ghost better than this!” He muttered to the person beside him, holding his hand in front of his face like a makeshift visor. “Is your mask tormenting you too, or did I just pick the one that’s trying to sabotage me?”

[yourefished]

that voice was m e l o d i o u s in her ears. she'd recognize it a n y w h e r e and in fact, she wanted to hear it more often. however, the engagement was off, and it'd broken her, and infuriated her. how could someone discard h e r ? ridley was not only absolutely beautiful, but she was powerful, and a great m a n i p u l a t o r. but perhaps that was what francis didn't like. either way, being at this part, decked out in a handmade gown with octopus features and a glorious dark purple mask, she was determined to show him what he was missing.

chortling, ridley leaned closer, hoping he'd smell the perfume she knew he once knew. "i made mine, so yours is tormenting you, love. and honestly, it's denying me the beautiful right of seeing such a handsome face." she was curious where he'd gotten it from, wondering how it could be so inconveniencing. "would you like me to help fix it, dear?"

[behisguest]

he would absolutely not stress out instead a genial smile spread across his lips, charm oozing from him as if was what pumped through elio's veins. " having a good night, i trust? " perfecting the hors d'oeuvres for the town event had taken him so many hours, multiple ruined batches and almost ripping his hair out in private. but now while the hums of delight floated from the townspeople's lips while they munched, the warmth bloomed in his chest. " ah, the sound of comradery. " his words were tender as he lost himself in the emotion for a split moment, "sorry, did you need anything?"

[yourefished]

finding a suitable outfit for the masquerade was a task that ridley wasn't prepared for. in fact, she was s t r e s s e d, because to her, everything had to be perfect. getting attention was something she adored and she wanted to be flawless. ultimately using fabric that she'd purchased from some of her many sources, she went with an octopus, using purples and blacks to make herself as spooky as she possibly could. this was p e r f e c t. ridley stood off to the side, eyes following the crowd, observing who her next target would be, either for a little fun, or simply to bother. but the food next to her was rather distracting. "so far so good, but this food looks delicious, although, you clean up nice too." her eyes drifted down, deciding in this outfit, she ought to be a little flirtatious. "what is your recommendation?" being kind was always the best plan in getting more of the village on her side.

[yourefished]

🫧 you're fished, ursula! don't you see? they're poor unfortunate souls!🫧

character name: Ridley Underhill

Pronouns: she/her 

Faceclaim: Nicole Byer

Housing District: Topaz Terrace

Occupation: Owner of Scale and Shell Market

Age: 39

Zodiac: Pisces 

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Medical History ( if applicable): Lactose Intolerant 

Hair Color:  Black

Eye Color: Brown 

Talent(s): Marine Knowledge

Like(s): fish, the ocean, pranks, gambling

Dislike(s): being overlooked, loud noises, children

Three Positives: classy, confident, intelligent

Three Negatives: sarcastic, manipulative, revengeful

Three Aesthetics: late night belting in the shower, notebooks upon notebooks of revenge plans, rainy days spent with books, gardening in secret

Ridley wants power. Ridley wants money. But she can't get it like she wants, so she'll do anything to do that. Somehow, someway, she'll get it. But for now, she'll settle being completely in charge of the Scale and Shell Market. It's hers.

She’s manipulative, to the point that she’s constantly thinking about how to get her way. With this comes a charming attitude that makes people believe she’s a good person even though, most of the time, she’s very much not so. But when she finds people that fuel her fire, fuel her manipulative era, or fuel the kindness buried deep inside, Ridley will fight for them until the end. Her passion gets the better of her sometimes, but she’s not afraid to let it show. Because that is what made her who she is every day.