A little witchling with a bad case of Pixie Dream Girl syndrome.

She came into this world quite as naturally as any other. Her blessing was to be born at home with a midwife. Her family was all there, and the process was quite smooth beneath the lights of the candles. It was a warm summer night when she was born. The stars glittered and glowed. The moon shone full and bright. Her mother was a craftswoman. She did woodworking and created beautiful furniture. Her father was a man of business and ran a midsize company. The two, while intrinsically opposites, completed each other in exactly the way a soulmate should. Since a young age, when she began to understand things like love, she hoped to share such a mutually adoring relationship.

Her mother often urged her to find the sorts of thing Noemi would like to do, as hobbies. It became abundantly clear the child showed deep love and enjoyment for anything she put her hand to. Gardening, soapmaking, reading, and rock collecting all became a few that stuck with her throughout her life. The hobby she adored most though was photography. Her mother suggested she make this her profession but Noemi fears that things like deadlines or demands put onto her would cause her to lose joy in it. Instead, she opted to become a librarian within one of the colleges. This allowed her the delight of books and the soothing art of sorting them. She is most pleased to help a student track down a rare tome.

In her free time as an independent woman of the world, Noemi enjoys helping at the homeless shelter. She is a sweet, smiling, and non-judging face amongst the many in the city. She also takes time to do her photography, walking in parks or taking day trips to the seaside. As when she was young this would continue to be her true passion. She goes to farmer markets and festivals around town - no matter the sort it is always an adventure. Noemi also enjoys spending time at home with her cats Fizzgig and Fezzik. She carries a flip phone since she has no use for the apps and notifications found in smartphones. She would much rather wander through life with her eyes wide open. Her favorite weather is foggy. Her favorite book is Jane Eyre. And she loves to burn incense, watch the flame of a candle, and drink tea as any modern witch should. She is a wild and free spirit. A fairy who floats and flits on the breeze. Her world is magical. Every day a new surprise. She is the sort of girl on which the poets of old wrote.

dialogue colour: #D87093
faceclaim: Emmy Rossum
theme song:Savage Daughter as sung by Meade Elspeth

A playboy lawyer who is warm and kind but never truely open.

He was born to a relationship made of an oil fire with water thrown atop. His parents were two very different people in the upper-crust of society. His mother was old money and his father owned a massive tech company. Both were traditionalists but in very different ways. There was many a night the boy would go to sleep with their screaming matches turned moans in the background. His parent's constant bickering made it hard for him to be around them when they were together. Apart things were of course much calmer. He went away to a boarding school through his school years and eventually attended Yale. He found that life as a lawyer suited him quite well. He was good at debate and persuasion. In the last year, he has started his own law firm with an old friend.

Mateo dabbled in many a shallow relationship with the young women he met. Three months of a hot, steamy, and passionate romance were killed by his inability to profess any sort of true love. He found himself quite jaded in what it meant to have a soulmate. He could not stand the thought that he might have that sort of firey relationship his parents had. Instead, his dalliances always led to absolute nothingness.

He loves coffee and toast for breakfast. Plays the piano very well. Mateo smokes cigarettes but has no taste for cigars. He enjoys a good scotch by a roaring fireplace while reading up on cases. He has a fine eye for shoes and prefers smokey or leathery scents. He has never been with a man, no has had any thought of doing so. However, it is possible to fall in love with a person without a care of the physical. Mateo is a confident, self-assured man who knows what he wants and exactly how to get it. He is passionate in everything he does and nothing is too small to go beneath his notice. A man who is easy to smile and welcome others warmly, he hardly shows his own true feelings.

dialogue colour: #8FBC8F
faceclaim: Joseph Gordon-Levitt
theme song: Bittersweet Symphony by The Verve

Hard at work, fun at play. A kind, yet fierce soul and a hopeless romantic.

Kyle’s childhood wasn’t exactly a healthy one, he grew up in an upper middle class family, with a mother who loved him unconditionally, but with a father who whip him into line if he was ever out of turn. Being the youngest in the family, Kyle essentially grew up around adults his whole life, maturing faster than most. He didn’t really understand kids his own age, and despite his best efforts to fit in, he felt like a social outcast among his classmates and peers.

Despite the odds, Kyle made the best of it, he socialized the best he could, attended high school with the intent of getting as far away from it all as he could, battling his inner demons along the way. After graduating high school he attended a university in Brooklyn, NY, following the mandate that “the only way to succeed in life is to get a degree”. Like all his life, he fell in line, but something about that line felt stagnant, he was just...bored. So after a few short semesters, he flunked out of school and returned home to his hellhole, the life he vowed to never go back to; mentally it broke him.

After several discussions with various therapists, an epiphany. He had fallen in line for so long, it’s lull drolling making him a submissive and obedient servant to its whims that he had no voice of his own. He needed to break away, to do something he wanted to do, not what society had predestined him from birth. Days later he was back on a bus to New York to make his claim in a city he had grown fond of. It took time, he crashed in with old roommates and friends, willing to give him a chance, then finally he found his beacon. An optical shop, whose owner was kind enough to give him a chance and teach him all he knew. That was nearly 6 years ago, since then he’s earned his license to work in New York, is now working for a high end optical boutique, helping the city to see one pair of eyeglasses at a time.

dialogue colour: Palegreen
faceclaim:Logan Lerman
theme song:

A man of wealth and taste, rather charming and charismatic

Joshua grew up in a rather liberal home with varying freedoms and usually without consequences. After all, Joshua was an innocent and honest boy, or at least that was how he portrayed himself. Truth be told, even as a child he had a way of pulling on people’s strings and allowing themselves to be who they really were, reveal truths about themselves that they would never tell anyone else in a thousand lifetimes. Some would call this behavior ulterior or malicious, he would call it advantageous and beneficial, whether it to himself or others.

Take his cousin for example, poor little Tate, only a few years younger than him, living under a religious dictatorship. Whenever his family visited, he’d certainly respect his aunt and uncle’s wishes, but when it came to Tate, he’d let the boy’s true nature fly. Together the two would challenge themselves, a bonding rivalry, a brotherhood like no other, sometimes even sharing activities his foster parents would consider...sacrilege.

It wasn’t until Tate had his idea for grandeur that Joshua found an opportunity that would benefit them both. Allowing his cousin’s impulses to flow, and investing everything they had, together they laid the cornerstone for where their ‘church’ would be built. At Impulse, Joshua manages the front end of things as co-owner, taking care of day to day tasks and bartending from his pedestal, keeping an eye on the populace; waiting for his next toy to emerge.

dialogue colour: Indianred
faceclaim:Tom Ellis
theme song:

He sure hopes that someone has the answers to the big questions in life, so far he’s coming up short

From his early years in California to the present, he has never been great at relating to other people. He’s preferred to avoid conflict when it begins to appear, resulting in a pattern of few enemies or close friends in his life, just a peaceful coexistence being his default state. He rarely showed passion in most things, working hard in school when necessary but never going to the next level to truly excel. As the oldest of three he found himself listening to his parents rather often because he knew that he would hear about it if he was setting a negative example for his siblings, but did it more out a desire to make them happy rather than actually agreeing with them.
It was around college age when his interests started to diversify. He joined a couple student organizations but never felt like he truly belonged, and found himself spending most his time outside of class in the library. After long hours of studying he liked to clear his mind by wandering the stacks and random and picking out a book completely unrelated to what he had been working on. Over time he fixated on philosophy and religion, because it had no shortage of great questions to puzzle over. He managed to get minors in Philosophy and Religious Studies on top of masters in Statistics, causing a minor spat with his parents when it added an extra year to his studies, but all was forgiven when landed a good position with an accounting firm out in Minneapolis. He headed off and said goodbye to the few people he knew at Berkley, his time there overall feeling more like a lonesome journey than joining a community.
In Minneapolis his demeanor did not change much. He worked as a competent but anonymous man inside the corporate hierarchy, and in his spare time he grappled with the great questions and searched for somewhere to belong. A half dozen bad bookclubs, a few churches, three different discussion groups and one legendarily bad attempt at stand-up comedy all proved to be not what he was looking for, and so his search continued. For a while he began to doubt the point of community at all, envying the old sages and scholars who lived isolated lives as they sought to defeat the doubt within themselves, but a part of him still wanted to find some connection with the larger world. His thoughts changed when he got more interested in the phenomenon of soul mates, trying to understand what they meant to people. Once he found out that his own soul mate was in Boston, he knew what he needed to next. In short order he was interviewing for jobs and finding a new place to live, settling down in the city where he would find his other half.

⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{Character's thoughts on this person here.}
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{Character's thoughts on this person here.}
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{Character's thoughts on this person here.}
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{Character's thoughts on this person here.}
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{Character's thoughts on this person here.}
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{Character's thoughts on this person here.}
You may choose how many green (friendship), purple (lust) or orange (rivalry) strings your character has up to a maximum of five total. Try to stick to other player characters for these, as best as you can. For these strings, your characters may already know each other.

You will be PM'd the identity of the randomized red string match-up at the start of the roleplay. It is up to you two whether you want to put the name on the sheet or hold off for a 'reveal'.

dialogue colour: #2c90fc
faceclaim: Jung Woo Sung
theme song: Spiegel im Spiegel - Aarvo Part

If people weren’t predictable she wouldn’t have gotten where she is today

As a child Simone displayed an acute interest in other people, not because she was interested in what they did, but because she wanted to know why they did it. Her parents were the sort who encouraged curiosity and inquisitive behavior, and so they were very happy to see her keep this tendency as she grew up. Each was eager to provide motivation and guidance, though there was a notable lack of warmth between them. Perhaps it was because each had a demanding career, one in business and one in medicine, or maybe it was a reflection of the tension in their own relationship. A divorce never really came, it could because that would and admission of failure, because it would create a messy legal situation, or because each of them was already satisfied with the businesslike atmosphere the relationship had taken on by the time the early infatuation had started to slip away.
Growing up she understood the value of having a perfect image. Good grades, elite friends, leadership positions, her high school experience read like a checklist rather than a coherent narrative. Despite the amount of social ties they all lacked true depth, for her they were more like field experiments. She behaved in a certain way to get to a goal, often to observe those she found interesting up close. Sometimes this took on a more manipulative dimension, playing with emotions and forcing desired outcomes, but she was careful enough to avoid getting blamed herself. All of this paid off when she was accepted into MIT, and began the next phase of her life.
Once she was inside academia, she knew this was where she belonged. The bachelor’s degree was merely a formality along the way, and afterwards she thrust herself into serious research. The exact discipline shifted but the underlying focus on cognition and decision making always remained, whether the papers found their way into a psychology journal or a conference on game theory. By now she is one of the young rising stars among the professors at MIT, greatly enjoying the work she does and the recognition she receives.
In Boston she has found a limited amount of time for interests outside of her work. She still maintains a large social circle, mimicking her high school tendencies, though since everyone is more mature there is a little less drama involved. Simone also has taken up habit of rigorous exercise, taking great pleasure in her early morning jogs around the campus before making her way to her office at MIT’s CSAIL. The thought of Soul mates is something she pays little attention to at the moment, but the amount of talk in her friend circle about the subject often forces her to think about it. She knows her soul mate is in Boston, a fact that alternately troubles and comforts her.

⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{Character's thoughts on this person here.}
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{Character's thoughts on this person here.}
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{Character's thoughts on this person here.}
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{Character's thoughts on this person here.}
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{Character's thoughts on this person here.}
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{Character's thoughts on this person here.}
You may choose how many green (friendship), purple (lust) or orange (rivalry) strings your character has up to a maximum of five total. Try to stick to other player characters for these, as best as you can. For these strings, your characters may already know each other.

You will be PM'd the identity of the randomized red string match-up at the start of the roleplay. It is up to you two whether you want to put the name on the sheet or hold off for a 'reveal'.

dialogue colour: #b77206
faceclaim: Amanda Rosario
theme song: Glitch - Autechre

An up and coming model, singer, songwriter, author, dancer, artist, and actor with their fingers in one too many pies.

Born to a down-on-their-luck couple in Chelsea, MA, Ashely's life growing up wasn't anything spectacular. Both of their parents worked dead-end jobs most days, so they were often left in the homes of family friends, cheap daycare services, and, occasionally, the lap of their grandmother, who they started affectionately calling Nonna by the time they were able to speak. Nonna was a hardworking and impatient woman, even in her old age, but she always made time for Ashely when they came along.

Despite in the midst of writing a memoir (and people wonder where Ashley gets their narcissism from), Nonna would often sit down with Ashely and spin tales of her time as an actress and model when she used to live in California. They would watch her films together, or just general classic Hollywood flicks until Ash's parents came to pick them up. Those few days, where Ashley would stay from seven in the morning till seven at night, surrounded by tap dancing and singing and acting, were the seeds that would eventually grow into the tree that was Ashley's life.

Throughout most of their school life, Ashley was a social butterfly. Where they failed in passing grades and below average interest in their education they more than made up for in a plethora of friends and an attachment to the artsy side of learning. Ashley was attentive to teach themself everything their Nonna had known in her lifetime, so they auditioned for every play, took every musical elective they could, and spent their nights studying the greats and begging their mom and dad to take dance lessons on the side. A lack of money made many of Ashley's dreams cloudy, so they took up working two after-school jobs once they were old enough and soon began paying their own way into classes and lessons to strengthen their talents.

They honestly didn't really even bother to notice their strings until after they (barely) graduated high school. Rose-colored dreams of flying to LA and leaving misty old Boston behind became muddled as money once again chained them down to the ground. The strings suddenly became a distraction from their dashed wishes, then, and they finally came into the mindset of "where will these lead if I follow them?". In an effort to make some meaningful connections in their life before working without rest and skipping town completely, Ashely settled down in an apartment in one of the poorer parts of Boston and is now looking out for those who just so happen to be entangled in their life.

dialogue colour: F4D467
faceclaim: LaQuann
theme song: Dying in LA by P!aTD

Judith is a mother first, a medievalist second, and she is much too busy with all of her work to be bothered by such fickle things like strings!

Judith is born and raised in central Boston and has always been a sucker for the more medieval side of things. Living with librarian parents ensured that she was raised among books and pamphlets, and by the time she was ten she was reading full novels with little guidance. Her love for older things came from her old brownstone apartment in the city, wherein she was often told stories of how it is one of the few remaining buildings from before the modernization of the city began. From then on, Judith sought old knowledge, and this drive brought her to the lands of medieval literature, texts, and dead, dead languages that were just begging her to memorize.

She was a natural in language arts and floated through high school and eight years of college with generally favorable memories. Of course, it was after she received her Ph.D. when she met Robert. Though they had no strings attached, he pampered her with compliments and drinks and love for about three years. The pregnancy was accidental, as were most of Robert's tantrums and verbal abuse (or so he used to say). They split before Milicent was born, leaving Judith to raise her young daughter alone in her cold, book-filled apartment.

Help from her still living mother and friends made raising the baby girl easy, and more time alone allowed Judith to really understand herself to the point of eventually coming out as gay. Now, five years after her baby girl's birth, Judith is working as both a translator and professor at a prestigious university in Boston alongside friends and enemies alike. She is happy, if not a little bit lonely looking, and, as always, has no time to bother worrying about stupid little strings.

dialogue colour: C7EEF0
faceclaim: N/A
theme song: St. Jude by Florence + The Machine

A recent college graduate who hopes to exotically dance her way to the west coast to become a famous A-lister actress.

The Soda family moved to United States from Fuchu, Japan when Zoey was still growing inside of her mother. Haruo Soda, Zoey’s father, worked as a polymer chemist for the plastics division of Bayer — now Covestro — and was relocated to a plant in central Massachusetts. The Soda’s were more than happy to move to America and raise their first and only daughter in this country, so that she might live out her own version of The American Dream.

Zoey might have been raised in America, but she was raised Japanese. She learned her native language as well as English before entering kindergarten, and she grew up with a fondness and appreciation for Japanese culture, cuisine, and beliefs. Zoey excelled in school, as was expected by her parents, and when they allowed her to pick one extracurricular activity, she chose dance. Zoey never felt more alive than when she was on stage, with all eyes on her.

The young girl’s passion for dance started with ballet, but as she grew older, Zoey branched out into other styles. Styles that her parents didn’t always approve of, styles unbefitting for a ballet recital. As a teenager, Zoey’s body blossomed into that of a young woman, and Zoey embraced this. She rather enjoyed being watched and adored, and she decided that she wanted to make a career of it, as an actress. Hollywood needed more asian representation, especially females, so that little girls like she once was could see themselves represented in television and movies.

Zoey moved to the coast to attend college at Boston University, where she studied for a BFA in acting and a minor in dance. While attending university, Zoey met the first string in her life — a lovely fellow japanese-american student named Emily that was a couple years her senior, but nonetheless connected to her by a sage green thread. The girls bonded instantly over their shared love of bubble tea and sushi. Throughout their college years, they helped each other — Zoey teaching Emily to branch out, try new things, and grow in her social life, and Emily teaching Zoey to be more grounded, and to further get in touch with her roots.

Following her college graduation, Zoey chose to move in with her best friend, rather than move back home with her parents in central Massachusetts. Zoey immediately began job hunting, with the goal to save up enough money to eventually move to Hollywood. On this job search, Zoey met her second green string in the form of her now-employer, Tate Paxton. Tate has a certain eye for talent, and Zoey is nothing if not talented on the stage. Of course, this new stage involved far less clothing, and dancing that her parents definitely wouldn’t approve of. But they didn’t need to know about Cherry Cola, Zoey’s stage persona. Cherry Cola — a purposeful pun on her own last name — was Zoey’s own dirty little secret, and a top earning name at IMPULSE. When Zoey isn’t raking in the big bucks at the adult nightclub, she spends her days working her second job as a waitress at Oishi Sushi, alongside her bestie that is studying as an apprentice there.

Zoey is well aware of the red string tied to her pinky finger, but she pays it very little mind. The green strings matter far more to her than any red string ever could. Love is messy, and could stand in the way of her dreams to see her name in lights one day. Lights that aren’t at a strip club, that is.

dialogue colour: 72353D
Faceclaim: Anna Akana
theme song: “I Want You” — Savage Garden

A teacher more by necessity than passion, Ben holds down a job with one hand while optimistically working on his novel with the other, sure that success, fortune and true love are just around the corner.

They say time is money and few understand that better than the commercially minded and highly motivated Danny, a man of independent means and expensive but insatiable appetites.

Genessy Henderson is a young, aspiring runway model with the confidence and poise of a queen, the fierceness of a lion, and look to back it all up.

Genessy Henderson does not believe in fate, or destiny, or any of those other romance-novel delusions.

Growing up in a small, single-parent household in downtown Chicago proved to be pretty stressful for the young woman. Because she was the oldest of three girls, Gen had always been used to there being a certain amount of responsibility placed upon her shoulders; while her mother was busy at work, Genessy was expected to look after her sisters. She was responsible for making sure they both got to and from school on time, did their homework in the afternoons, ate dinner, brushed their teeth, showered, and were tightly tucked into bed before their mother got home from her long shift at the hospital. It wasn't until Gen was fifteen that she was able to step down as a mother figure in the household and focus more on herself; her mother had finally received a job promotion and moved them to a better neighborhood in Boston.

Throughout grade school, Genessy was a force to be reckoned with. She was in the top ten of her graduating class, was the president of both the Fashion Design and model UN clubs, and had more than enough "haters" to keep her motivated to strive for success. Now, don't get me wrong; Genessy Henderson was never some hardcore bitch. No, Gen was just dead set on becoming more than what society expected of her, and she was willing to do anything to achieve this goal.

Due to her upbringing, Genessy never stopped believing in working hard to make your own way. It wasn't fate that lead to her mother landing the job that pulled them out of poverty or that eventually got Genessy into the illustrious Boston University on a generous scholarship, it was hard work and dedication. Genessy chose to turn down her University offer and pursue a runway modelling career instead. She chose to attend a modelling school for a few years while working at a customer service desk in order to pay her rent and light bills. Genessy was going to choose who were friends and future partners were going to be regardless of some silly little string. There was no "higher power" or "greater being" that had the ability to push her along a path that she did not consciously choose for herself...

Right?

dialogue color: #CF7E3D
faceclaim: Ryan Destiny
theme song: Anna Wintour x Azealia Banks

Meet Demetrius "Meech" King, a talented, free-spirited, and charismatic young man who has spent the majority of his life doing the one thing he loves the most: playing basketball.

Demetrius was born in Brooklyn, New York, the only child of Katherine and Vaughn King. The small family of three relocated to Boston, Massachusetts, where Vaughn had been stationed, when Meech was two years old. Being raised in a strict military household proved to be very difficult for Demetrius due to his naturally free-spirited and unrestrained demeanor. Growing up, Demetrius would constantly get into trouble with his father for things such as staying out past curfew, skipping class, sneaking girls into the house, and more. The only time Meech and his father weren't going back and forth was when they were shooting hoops together on the basketball court. Throughout all of grade school and eventually college, it was Vaughn who helped Meech become the best point guard he could be.

It didn't come as much of a surprise to anyone when Demetrius King was drafted to the Boston Celtics at age twenty-one. Years of practice and hard work had prepared Meech for that evening, and from the very moment he stepped foot onto the court with a freshly cleaned NBA jersey on his back, Meech made it a mission to give it his all. Demetrius King played for the Celtics for a total of four seasons; his professional basketball career was cut short at the age of twenty-five when he tore his ACL during playoffs. Thankfully he had a backup plan: after healing up, he decided to use his degree and become a physical therapist.

Despite his life not turning out the way he thought it would, Meech simply couldn't be happier. While working as a physical therapist has its benefits, the young man has also decided to take up coaching a high school basketball team; he figured that if he could no longer play, he'd at least help other young kids realize their full potential. Meech has always believed that everything happens for a reason, so maybe this career ending injury was no exception. Maybe it was destined for him to use his knowledge of the game to help the next generation succeed. Now that he's so busy with his new career and coaching gig, Demetrius doesn't really have time to worry about some silly little strings that are wrapped around his fingers. While he isn't at all opposed to the idea of one day finding his soulmate, he simply doesn't see them as a main priority.

dialogue color: #73E7E6
faceclaim: Joey Bada$$
theme song: Wake Up in the Sky x Gucci Mane
ft. Bruno Mars + Kodak Black

Like a moth drawn to a flame.

Stephanie Elizabeth and Brandon Clyde made their first appearance into the world thirteen minutes apart on a warm May afternoon of the new millennium, first and only children to California Senator Benedict Cross and university professor Arabella Cross. The Cross twins had a fairly normal childhood for wealthy kids who were raised by nannies and didn't see their parents much. The brother and sister duo often caused plenty of mischief together, with a bond so strong it baffled those around them. At school, Bran and Spice were average students, with a stable group of friends and active in different extracurricular activities.

At the age of sixteen, Stephanie got herself involved in what would be the relationship to change the course of her life. She’d fallen helplessly in love with Ethan Anderson a wanna-be rockstar seven years her senior who gave her the first taste of the dark side. Although things had started out good enough, they soon took a dark turn, and Spice found herself sinking further and further into a manipulative, emotionally abusive relationship. Having gone through a toxic, difficult relationship in the past herself, Mrs. Cross had noticed the signs, and decided to step in before the situation could escalate. After much deliberation and consideration the Cross parents concluded that the best course of action was to send Stephanie to live with her aunt and uncle in Boston.

Surprisingly, Spice had grown to enjoy her new town and the opportunities it provided. The fresh start had been a blessing, allowing her to shed the mean-girl reputation she’d thrived upon back in LA and build up the rebellious wild child one instead, even if she did keep some of her bad habits. Once high school was finished, she'd immediately moved on to cosmetology school in order to reach her dreams of becoming a successful hair and makeup stylist. She landed a job in a relatively-known beauty salon after graduation, but soon realized she would need some extra income to live the lifestyle she was accustomed to. And when the opportunity came knocking and she took it: a spot as one of the top acts of IMPULSE.

They say there's no rest for the wicked... And for Stephanie Cross, this is gospel.

To Spice, the strings were an object of curiosity and fascination. She had never understood the true meaning of them until she'd found herself meeting one of them, and ever since then had been low-key obsessed with meeting the rest. But there was allure found in the mystery, so she would leave these meetings up to chance instead of chasing them out.

dialogue colour: B30A69
faceclaim: Maggie Lindemann
theme song: Bad At Love by Halsey

Darling, you must make your heart steel.

Sabrina Isabella Von Seymour made her entrance to the world on a chilly March afternoon nearly twenty-four years previously; granddaughter to the Boston Police Commissioner Wilfred Von Seymour and firstborn daughter to the Boston District Attorney Cordelia Von Seymour. Her wealthy father was a missing figure in her life, present only the way of monetary support and lavish gifts. This fact was of no importance, of course. Under her mother’s strict guidance, Brie was raised to be a poised, eloquent, focused and independent young woman, who had very clear and strong views about what was right or wrong. With no siblings or cousins her age, young Sabrina behaved as an individual beyond her years since her childhood, which proved to be a double-edged sword growing up. While the adults doted on her discipline and maturity, the children her age teased and shunned her out for “not knowing how to have fun”. The constant rejections and jokes made at her expense eventually built up a thick-skinned, ice-hearted girl who distrusted anybody who attempted to get close to her. These trust issues are things Brie carries with her to this very day.

In college, Sabrina found a handful of people she could call friends: driven, like-minded individuals who shared her own hunger for success. But even with these newfound relationships that filled her with a degree of happiness and amusement, she still found herself keeping a healthy distance for protection purposes, busying herself with extracurricular activities, internships and the like. To Sabrina, the strings were of absolutely no importance. Growing up a Von Seymour meant that you were a born skeptic, and nothing was left up to fate or chance. Chasing after something like strings was a waste of time; a distraction from the things that truly mattered in life. Romantic partners were nonexistent, and sexual relationships were but a myth.

No big deal, though. All of Sabrina’s current focus was on earning herself that Law degree and graduating in the to percentile of her class at Law School: no distractions were allowed.

dialogue colour: 63D7FF
faceclaim: Anne Winters
theme song: Familiar by Agnes Obel

A teacher more by necessity than passion, Ben holds down a job with one hand while optimistically working on his novel with the other, sure that success, fortune and maybe even true love are just around the corner.

Born in Birmingham to an artistic mother and a banker father, Ben had a good mix of influences as a child. His mother taught him about dreaming big, creating new things and following his heart while his father kept his feet on the ground and made sure that even as a young man, Ben knew how to care for himself and his possessions.

As a teenager and then a young man, Ben certainly took after his father more, working hard for teaching qualifications and planning carefully how he would spend the next few decades of his life. Things were all according to his plans until something unexpected happened; he fell in love and followed that love across the Atlantic.

It didn't last, not all love does, but having had his feet lifted so cleanly off the floor, Ben was loathe to return to the sobering light of reality. Rather, he chose to stay and dream a little longer. And so for nearly a decade now he's managed to survive on a shoestring budget while finding whatever jobs would take him while dedicating as much time as he can afford to his art. It would be a shame if love came in again to overturn things once again...

Dialogue Colour: #4A974A
Faceclaim: Dev Patel
Theme Song: George Ezra - Budapest

They say time is money and few understand that better than the commercially minded and highly motivated Danny, a man of independent means and expensive but insatiable appetites.

Born as the youngest brother in a large family in one of Boston's poorer areas, childhood is now a blur of scrapped knees, scraped deadlines and scraping by for Danny. There never quite seemed to be enough to go around, whether the it was attention or money, and he soon got used to sharing what little did come his way, the fate of the litter's runt. It wasn't until he made it to University that Danny realised that things didn't have to be like that...

Higher Education was eye-opening for the youngest Lester, mostly because for the first time in his life he had his own room and no one even attempted to 'borrow' his things; it was like a new world. As a result, he took well both to his classes and to the night life. Professors complimented him on his excellent work and near perfect attendance mere hours after he rolled around every bar in the district, his parent's strictly instilled work ethic keeping him honest even as new temptations begged him to stray.

And so it continued to today. Long days and hard work, followed by longer nights of material pleasures. For the rest of the family, Danny's somewhere between an embarrassment and a success story, as there isn't one of them who hasn't benefited from his success but none can say they're entirely comfortable with the stories of his exploits that have filtered down to them.

Dialogue Colour: #000000
Faceclaim: Colin Farrell
Theme Song: The Heavy - This ain't No Place for No Hero

dialogue colour: palevioletred
faceclaim: Diane Guerrero
theme song:

Raise hell, praise Dale. Raised by her Poppa Dukes so 'Tomboy' is the perfect descriptor for this fine motorcycle ridin' specimen.

Riley was the only child of her family, and her family consisted of her, her father, and her fathers parents. Her mother had run off sometime ago to fulfil her dream of fucking every guy in the nearby trailer parks for any kind of dope she could score. A relationship with her was but a figment of her imagination. Seeing her unfortunately was not, she'd show up occasionally to her memaw and pepaw's house - singing her redemption song. But of course as fate would have it she was only coming back to steal a few things and pawn it off to get herself more dope. Eventually Jackson, her father, cut these visits off entirely to spare Riley any further heartbreak in the future. The moment she was born in the mountains of North Carolina, Riley only knew the love and warm hugs of her father and grandparents. They did everything in their power to protect her from the sad sight that was her mother. She was given everything she ever needed and wanted, and was always given the proper amount of attention.
Jackson owned his own autobody shop only a few miles down the road from his parents house. When she was younger Riley got the choice of either coming to work, or hanging out with Memaw and Papaw, usually she chose to go with her father. Getting under all the cars, and turning the wrenches for him, watching the cool cars come in really caught her attention. But what made the girl stop in her tracks? Motorcycles. She loved the way people looked when they rode in on them, their sound. Really everything. When she was younger, she could never quite put her finger on it. But now of age, she can confidently say it was the freedom she saw expressed by those that rode the mechanical steeds. She knew one day instead of sitting passenger that she'd be the one driving.
Well, years passed by and many seasons came and went. On her 18th birthday, promising her father she would graduate, Riley received her first motorcycle. It was the shell of a rather old school Harley Bobber. It'd be her first project upon entering her Dad's shop as a mechanic, just so long as she promised now...to do work and then work on the bike in her free time. Of course she was more than obliged to do so, and couldn't even believe she was a mechanic at her fathers shop. Most of her classmates went off to do things such as become doctors, actors/actress', and lord knows what else. Riley decided to become a mechanic. Many of her teachers urged her to do something else, many using sayings such as "Well that pretty face can get you anywhere you want". To which she'd retort "I don't want any of those things than to own a bike and ride across America. That's what I want". So nothing and no one came in the way of these dreams, which she finally achieved at the ripe age of 18. It didn't take her very to long to fix the bike, but as everything in her life was shining gold, fate would have it and her Memaw fell ill. Putting a halt on everything in her life.
For years her Memaw would battle lung cancer, they all urged her to stop smoking years ago but she old bat was so stubborn. "I'm on the road to heaven anyways! I'll do what I please!" Her father always insisted Riley got her attitude from her Memaw, and not the older she became the more she was able to see it. Memaw put up the good fight for years to come, and Riley could either be found at work or home with her Grandparents cooking and cleaning for them. Her Pepaw was a man that couldn't be deterred and was usually found outside making the gardens look however Memaw wanted, he loved her so much he'd do anything that woman asked. They waited on her hand and foot until one morning in the winter, Memaw didn't wake up from going to bed the night before. This was when Riley was 24 and her world was shook for years to come after that. The gardens were still tended too, and life moved on rightfully so after her passing. But there was one less place at the dinner table that was filled with her delicious cooking. Thankfully she had taught Riley many of the family recipes so she was able to cook all the family goodies for holidays, but it wasn't the same with out her croaking at Pepaw to slow down on the beers at dinner, or berate Jackson with questions about why he wouldn't remarry. It seemed to become a bit more silent in the household, but the love and support only grew from there.
Finally four years later, Riley felt that her home life was a bit more stable these days. Her Grandfather was in good health, and her fathers Autobody shop was doing more business than ever. He had so many hired hands now, including Pepaw who worked the counter, that she felt comfortable enough to take her trip across and around the US. Packing her things, and having her last breakfast with her family. Riley headed out on the open road on her first bike that her father gave to her, it was the only one that felt right to travel in. A backpack full of necessities, bike stocked and ready to go. Riley, now Scout, set out on the open road heading up North to New York for her first stop. Taking her time and stopping off wherever she pleased, Scout felt no place too uninteresting to discover. Once arriving to New York she left rather quickly. Wasn't entirely her scene. Deciding she was close enough up North, she felt the need to go a bit further East and landed on Boston as a stopping point for Maine. Once arriving in Boston, her bike decided to shit out so now she's stranded for a bit living it up in an air bnb she's renting out weekly. Only planning to stay until her bike is fixed...that is unless something else keeps her there.

dialogue colour: gray
faceclaim: Imogen Lehtonen
theme song: