à beira-mar

[yvonnesayler]

Welcome to Aurora Bay, YVONNE SAYLER! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like CAMILA QUEIROZ. You must be the THIRTY year old BARTENDER AT THE FOUR LEAF PUB. Word is you’re RESILIENT but can also be a bit DUBIOUS and your favorite song is DARK PARADISE by LANA DEL REY. I also heard you’ll be staying in CRYSTAL COVE CONDOMINIUMS. Trigger Warnings: Death, grief, drugs

basic stats

Full Name: Yvonne Estela Moreira Sayler

Nickname(s): Yve (pronounced like 'Eve'), Slayer

Gender: Cis woman (she/her)

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Birthday: March 13 (30)

Hometown: Loch Lomond, Florida

Current Residence: Crystal Cove Condominiums

Time in AB: Two years

Occupation: Bartender at the Four Leaf Pub

Education: Just shy of a high school diploma

Religion: Non-practicing Catholic

Pets: None

Hair Color: Light brown

Eye Color: Brown

Height: 5'6

Tattoos: TBA

Piercings: One in each lobe

Favorite Movie: True Romance

Favorite Alcoholic Drink: Jack and Coke

Favorite Food:

brief bio

Yvonne grew up in a mobile home neighborhood in Loch Lomond, Florida. She lived with her mom, Julia, and no father, whom Julia has always claimed was Lou Reed of The Velvet Underground.

She was a moody, eccentric girl in school and ended up dropping out just shy of graduation to marry her boyfriend, who had graduated two years previously at a high school in neighboring Pompano Beach. He came from a wealthy family whom Yvonne got along with very well, at least until she eloped with their son. He already had his trust fund at that point and the two of them used it to leave Florida behind.

They ended up across the country in Phoenix, Arizona, and Yvonne was literally just happy being a wife and curating little hobbies while her husband worked. They were more or less happy for about five years, when she lost him to a drowning accident. In his will he'd left all of his money to her, which became an enormous legal battle with his family, but which Yvonne ultimately won, perhaps not least of all because she slept with his family's lawyer.

She then took her money and went to California, where she initially spent a few years in LA before deciding it was too fast-paced for her and relocating to Aurora Bay, still idyllic and still California but a little more her speed. She works now as a bartender at the Four Leaf Pub.

personality

Smokes a lot of cigarettes, thinks vapes are fuckingggg lame

Kind of a coke fiend tbh

Has gotten in trouble with law enforcement for swimming naked in natural bodies of water

Was made for hookup culture, one night stands are her thing these days ever since she lost her husband

Genuinely has no idea if Lou Reed is actually her dad but she very seriously doubts it

Was utterly derailed by the loss of her husband, obviously, but also emotionally vexed by the way the sudden freedom excited her a little bit too

Not at all academically-inclined but very world savvy and can take care of herself

Very friendly and loves to yap but has an introverted side and will sometimes hermit herself away and only be in the mood to see her close friends

Has a 'mysteriously rich widow' vibe like you don't THINK she killed her husband for all that money but you also wouldn't bet your life on it 😭

Has a great singing voice, very croony and old-timey

Loves making her own clothes and has a small Etsy shop where she sells her handmade stuff that she doesn't keep for herself, has been known to take commissions

Has the moodiest wardrobe, absolutely walks around in head scarf + sunglasses combo

Drives a powder blue Audi A4 convertible

connection ideas

Neighbors in Crystal Cove Condos

Some close friends, some regular friends, some acquaintances from around town and regulars at the pub where she works

Anybody who's bought clothes from her or commissioned something

An ex from the last two years that probably deeply didn't work out

Tinder/Hinge/any of those, one night stands, one-or-two-off dates, maybe one fwb but I don't see her maintaining that kind of relo very often

She's such a consumer. Does your muse sell stuff? Have a shop? She's a regular

Her attorney and financial advisor

Possible connection to her late husband (a cousin or sibling of his maybe) but this would have to be discussed

Someone who is absolutely convinced she killed her husband 😭

[cricketcampbell]

👂 + yvonne

"Oh my God, Chloe," Cricket chastised around the hair tie clenched between her teeth, "you can't just go asking if people murdered their husbands."

She pauses only to secure the aforementioned hair tie to the end of her first braid.

"I mean, she totally did--no, tilt your head back, no, I said back, Chloe, that's forward--but I don't think it was even like that. I mean, it's not like she's just driving around marrying rando men for sport. She literally told me she doesn't even really want to get married again anytime soon, so obviously she really loved him if she can't like even picture being married to anyone else. Like isn't that actually kinda super sad and romantic, if you think about it?"

"And I don't even think she had this crazy thought out plan or anything either. I think she just like...saw an opportunity and she took it, and like, be honest, can you even really blame her if it just happened to be accidentally on purpose? I'm not a lawyer, but to me that sounds like she's basically innocent. Hair tie."

She accepted the elastic as it was passed back to her, once again using her teeth to stretch it around her fingers and secure the end of Chloe's other braid. "But you cannot ask her about it if you want to come out with us tonight. I'm serious, that's just so rude."

@yvonnesayler

RELATIONSHIP BUILDING

[yvonnesayler]

does your muse talk to themselves when they're alone? if so, how frequently and what about? if not, how else do they fill their alone time?

"I talk to myself all the time, doesn't everybody? Sometimes I talk to my dead husband, but he's not very good conversation anymore."

[reggiellewellyn]

👂 + yvonne

"--Killed him. Killed him dead, that's what I heard. Then she walked away with not just no charges but all his money too and he had money. So, what? He elopes, cuts his whole family out of his will and then mysterious drowns in a landlocked state. It doesn't add up, does it? Exactly what I'm saying. No, Estie, I'm not asking you to solve a murder. I'm just saying, hear me out and tell me I'm right, right?"

"Thanks babe, I know I am." @yvonnesayler

RELATIONSHIP BUILDING

[yvonnesayler]

[reaganmurphy]

open starter: @aurorabaystarter location: tidal wave music store

Anyone who knew Reagan know that if there is a place that sells music in a physical form, you'll find her there easily. It was just a pass time for her and not just because she was a musician herself. Something about having a physical album or vinyl wasn't something she could ever stray away from. Plus she met some interesting people due to album choices which was a plus in her eyes. Or she just liked secretly judging other based on their music choices. Who knows.

There she was though, rifling through the different albums like she was trying to find a treasure hidden underneath. In a way she was since she was looking for the newest album of a group she enjoyed and hoped that she'd find it this time. She hadn't had as much luck when she had been overseas before so she was determined now.

A sound of glee left her lips as she clutched the album in her hands, feeling the excited feeling spreading all through her. "Finally! Felt like I'd never find this." She stopped her little moment of celebration once turning her gaze to notice another person in the store. She instantly felt embarrassed and looked away shyly. "Sorry about that... Guess I got too excited. Hope I didn't disturb you at all." Though she hoped that the owner didn't mind her little outburst. It didn't happen often so she was sure it would be alright this once.

[yvonnesayler]

After starting briefly at the unexpected sound, Yvonne whips her head around to look at the woman with wide eyes, only a laugh slips out not a second later.

"Don't apologize," she says, temporarily abandoning her own search—which isn't necessarily aimless, but maybe not very focused either—to glance at the album in the woman's hands, which is unfamiliar to her. "If music isn't making you feel that way, what's the point. That's a hard one to find, I take it? Or have you just been relentlessly unlucky?" @reaganmurphy

[frxncisbelle]

open starter: @aurorabaystarter

location: sunrise winery

if he could help it, francis avoided the myriad of people that meandered throughout the tasting bar as much as he possibly could. on days like today, where he had no choice but to stand behind a bar and sell product to rich folks of all ages who treated him like an object, he had to remind himself of a few different mantras:

one day, all these people will be dead, and they will no longer plague him.

if he refused to put on his mask-of-many-faces, then his father would refuse to look at him come their semi-annual-awkward-belle-family gathering.

rent is due, rent is due, rent is due.

he had just finished placing a warmed glass of mulled wine — "who asks to sample a glass of mulled wine in 80-degree weather?" said one of his employees, to which he could only sigh and shrug — when another guest walked up. the mask went back on in an instant and francis casually slid a laminated copy of their tasting menu across the bar with one hand while his other hand snatched a few empty glasses from underneath the counter. he placed them side-by-side in one smooth move that, when he had first attempted it years ago, had resulted in a guest threatening to sue as they pulled out a shard of glass from their index finger.

"good morning, good afternoon, and good night — here's hoping that you leave here feeling... all-right..." as he spoke through the exhaustion, he realized he was speaking like a drive-through attendant at a raisin' canes. for a moment, he just sort of stared at the person before him with an expression that can only be described as "retail horror," before he attempted to rectify himself.

"i'm so deeply sorry. i have absoluely no idea why i just said that."

[yvonnesayler]

The lackluster greeting, complete with apology, is so not something Yvonne is used to getting at upscale places like Sunrise that her shock is surely visible on her face for a second before she lets out a mild laugh. Privately, she wonders how a winery could feel so much like a Burger King, but she decides not to say it out loud.

"Me either," she says instead, "but that's alright. Does this place not give days off or something? I hope it's not too rude to say you look exhausted, I almost feel bad ordering something." @frxncisbelle

[atticuscortes]

Atticus: hey literally don't even sweat it, i'm always happy to be of service Atticus: especially if it means pissing abpd off 😉 Atticus: i meant to offer the other night but i know a spot that isn't usually so patrolled if you want me to show you next time Atticus: it's usually where i go after a rough call but i don't mind sharing if you don't

[yvonnesayler]

Yvonne: Really?? I would completely love that if you really don't mind Yvonne: I promise I won't encroach too often, especially if it's your place to unwind after a bad day at work

[aeris-flores]

“Are you?” Aeris asks, nonchalant and uncaring. He’s subtly amused if anything just because he recognizes her. It’s hard not to, especially when he doesn’t hear back again after they part ways. “Your lipstick looks fine, by the way.” He thinks it does, anyway, but Aeris really is mostly focused on his latte. 

Until she says ‘Aaron’, then he’s focused on how insulted he feels. “Do I look like an Aaron? Aeris,” he corrects. “And I also own the shop. Wow, I didn’t think I was that forgettable.”

@yvonnesayler

[yvonnesayler]

"I'm so sorry," Yvonne says, feeling slightly guilty but also not terribly bothered by his offense, seeing as men get offended by almost anything, and she really doesn't think it's that big of a deal seeing as they'd only slept together one time. "Aeris, how could I forget such a beautiful name? Of course you own the shop, I remember now. That's terribly successful of you." She gives him a simpering little smile. "Now I feel horrible. I'd like to make it up to you, how can I do that?" @aeris-flores

[esmaxdemirci]

Esma's face lit up at the sight of Yvonne, her playful demeanor softening into genuine warmth. "Hi my gorgeous girl." She leaned in, returning the cheek kiss with a bright smile. "I know, right? It's been a crazy week, work's been boring without you. I miss our antics." As Yvonne ordered her martini, Esma took a sip of her own drink and chuckled. "An hour-long call from your mom? That's practically a marathon! Was the earring expensive?" Esma gave her a sympathetic smile. "Only thing to report on my end is the start of my only fans career." @yvonnesayler

[yvonnesayler]

"I can't even tell you how much it was worth because I'd be embarrassed," Yvonne jokes. "It was one of my first major purchases after I came into my husband's money, they're these gorgeous black diamonds. I can always have the other one made into a ring, but I really loved them as earrings. Such is life, right?"

"Really?" Yvonne says, laughing in delight at Esma's revelation. "Good for you, I think that's just phenomenal, more women should be asking for money to let people look at them. Will you stay at Four Leaf or are you going to focus on that?" @esmaxdemirci

[cricketcampbell]

The inauspicious coverage her shades provide as she tracks Yvonne's target across the sand is almost immediately cancelled out by the loud slurping sound from the straw of Cricket's own near empty Diet Coke can.

"I can think of at least twenty," she confirms with a bit of a dazed nod, snapping out of it just long enough to glance at Yve over her shoulder. "Including both of the Dakotas and Wyoming."

"Could this possibly be the next Mr. Sayler?" She gasped, sitting up to drag the small cooler they'd brought with them closer. "Quick, how do we lure Fido over here so his hot daddy will follow?"

@yvonnesayler

[yvonnesayler]

"Stop it," Yve laughs, swatting Cricket with the hat. Sometimes the way she says things, Yvonne feels certain Cricket believes she'd had something to do with Henry's death. It makes her feel differently than it does coming from other people, that suspicion, maybe because Cricket seems kind of unfazed by it, oddly enough. "I can't see myself marrying again in the near future. And what about you, maybe he could be the first Mr. Campbell? God knows you need someone to cook for." @cricketcampbell

[atticuscortes]

👻 + yvonne

ATTICUS: did you see that they put up a sign down at the beach in your honor? ATTICUS: is it just me tho or is it kinda giving hella attitude 🤨 ATTICUS: like someone was doing way too much underlining that "not"

@yvonnesayler

✧ — ⋆    𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 & 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

[cricketcampbell]

📸 + yvonne

@yvonnesayler

✧ — ⋆    𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 & 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

[reggiellewellyn]

@yvonnesayler

✧ — ⋆    𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 & 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

[yvonnesayler]

🐦 + reggie

@reggiellewellyn

[yvonnesayler]

Yvonne: Thanks for helping me out the other day. I really do think the cops are too strict about being on the beach at night and I was fully clothed this time too

send  ✨  for  a  random  text  from  my  muse (@atticuscortes)

[yvonnesayler]

52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason?

"I guess so, maybe in a way...yeah. I believe that there is a reason everything happens, even if it's hard to understand. Not in the sense that a higher power has some kind of agenda, just that there's always consequences to whatever you do. I believe in karma."