Fever Dream

Edenridge

Anna Donovan

Name

Anna Marie Donovan

Nicknames

Annie

Age

19

Gender

Female

Sexuality

Heterosexual

Relationship Status

Single

Appearance Details

• Hair: Short, black semi-wavy hair with bangs. Worn loose with the occasional hair clip to help keep it out of her eyes.
• Eyes: Brown
• Height: 5'3
• Body Type: Toned body from years of track. She has a light skin tone but tans rather easily compared to most.
• Clothing Style: Usually wears comfortable, chic clothing mainly in neutral colors for everyday wear. She is fine putting on a pair of comfortable tennis shoes for errands or grabbing a pair of heels for a night out as Anna doesn't have any one specific style.
• Makeup Wise: Loves her mascara and black eyeliner. She won't wear foundation unless her skin is breaking out which is rare. Her favorite lipstick is matte red followed by the more neutral shades.
• Scars, Tattoos and/or Piercings: Scar on her abdomen, three piercings on each ear, no tattoos.

Personality Traits

Intelligent ☽ Independent ☽ Realist ☽ Confident ☽ Jealous ☽ Unapologetic ☽ Loyal

Biography

Annie was born into a small family given that she was an only child. Growing up, she did not face any struggles and was blessed to have parents who both cared for her and provided her with the everyday needs of a child. Annie is smart, and throughout the years, school was never an issue for her. She made friends easily due to her outgoing personality. Even though she may be a little rough around the edges with the occasional mean comment or two, Annie can keep a secret and she'll refrain from gossiping about her closest friends. Everyone else? Well, they're fair game. The fact that Annie can sometimes be harsh towards others has landed her in hot water before. She's had other kids' parents have a talk with hers, and as expected, she was adequately punished each time.

Her sophomore year of high school, Annie decided to get into track. As a result, she didn't have as much free time and started spending less time with her clique. On top of that, she met new people from the team and started hanging out with them. This made her other friends jealous, but she didn't care. Annie argued she was allowed to have new friends and that she shouldn't be tied down to any one specific group. A few months later, one of her friends from the team introduced her to Charlie, and that's when they first met. While Annie didn't necessarily bully him or anything simply due to their lack of interaction, she did turn him down for a date.

Time passed and eventually, that ill-fated morning arrived. Annie had decided to skip class to catch up on homework, not because of the content but the sheer amount of work she had procrastinated on. She was minding her own business when chaos ensued, and she reacted accordingly by grabbing her belongings and rushing to the nearest exit. When she rounded a corner, Annie noticed Charlie who was down at the end of the hall. They stared at each other silently for a second or two before the boy shot her, hitting her in the abdomen. Annie dropped instantly, her body in shock. She wasn't too sure what Charlie did next or where he went from there, but she remembers bits and pieces of her being put into an ambulance and taken to the hospital.

Recently, Annie headed back to town as her mother had a heart attack and was hospitalized in critical condition.

Family

-David Donovan - Father
-Clarice Donovan - Mother

Misc.

#C2C8DB
Loves animals, though she is allergic to cats and dogs.
Have a listen

If you'll have me :)

Love Ahoy! [CANCELLED]

Sophie sat cross-legged on one of the barstools on the far end of the bar. She was quietly sipping on her Long Island, not necessarily paying any mind to the other patrons around her. Her attention was instead directed at the TV right above one of the bartenders. On it, they had a hockey game which coincidentally enough was showing a match between the Lightning and the Rangers, the latter being her home team. Sophie was currently a season ticket owner, going to most of the games with her friends and enjoying herself having a good time. There was much to do at the games: drink, eat, witness a fight or two, win a free t-shirt, yell at the referees, etc. It was an experience that extended past watching the actual match.

“You seem to be into the game.”

She smiled at the bartender in return, gazing over at him. “I enjoy the sport.”

“Not so common around here.”

“Well, I’m not from around here.”

“I figured, given the accent and all.”

“Well, I live in New York actually.”

His face dropped, the gesture an exaggerated one. “Oh no, you’re a Rangers fan.”

“Yep!” she replied smugly, sipping on her drink. “Tampa doesn’t stand a chance tonight, how sad…”

“It’s still early in the game, don’t count them out just yet,” he added matter-of-factly as he simultaneously began to wipe the counter adjacent to her. “They can make a comeback unlike the guys down south.”

“Oh, I know they're good, they’re just unlikely to take the lead against us.”

Their back and forth banter went on for roughly another minute or so before he had to get back to work. The bar was busy that evening, but that was the case with the rest of the resort. She was currently in CityWalk, in a bar just outside Universal Studios. They had a lot to do there…bars, restaurants, a movie theatre, and even a karaoke place with a big stage and a live band playing behind whichever unfortunate soul had signed up to get on and sing. Sophie had stopped by the karaoke place for a minute before heading to the bar, but she wasn’t feeling it, not without her friends there to push her into making a fool out of herself. She ended up in the resort because she figured she might as well enjoy her evening before boarding the cruise instead of spending it in her hotel room watching a movie. Besides, she’d never visited Orlando, and after a 5-minute Google search she found out they had a pretty good nightlife in the resort.

She took another sip of her drink in time to watch the opposing team score, and she shook her head. They were still down by one, so she wasn’t sweating it. Sophie continued to enjoy the game, making casual conversation with someone who just happened to sit right next to her. A man named Erick was nice enough to buy her a drink, and she ordered something a little less strong as she was very well on her way to being drunk. They socialized, for a bit, but not too long. Eventually, the game ended and it was only a little while before Erick left as well. Sophie was surprised, though in a good way. She could say from experience that it was almost always the case for a free drink to come with certain expectations. However, sometimes, like it was the case here, a stranger did something kind for another stranger just for the sake of it.

The time in the clock on the wall read 11:09 pm. Sophie reached into her purse for some cash to leave as a tip. It wasn't too late, but she was ready to go lie down and after closing her tap, she made her way outside. The cool evening breeze felt nice, though had she been back home in New York, she wouldn’t be able to wear the dress she currently had on. Sophie followed a small group who appeared to be heading in the general direction of the exit. She was scrolling through her phone, unaware of her surroundings when she felt someone walking extremely close to her.

“Hey.”

It was the bartender from earlier. According to him, he had covered for his friend a couple of hours before his own shift started and therefore he had gotten off early. The two started talking as they walked, first about sports, then switching back and forth between random topics. It didn’t take long for them to reach a nearly empty garage. The space was massive, and she could only imagine the insane amount of cars populating it during the day.

“Well, it was nice meeting you.” Sophie smiled, saying her goodbyes. By then, she was more than ready to get to bed, so she didn't carry on with a conversation nor did she give him the chance to ask any questions.

The following morning, Sophie was feeling less than stellar. Not so much from a hangover but a headache that appeared out of the blue. She took her time getting ready and packing up the few belongings she had out of her bag. Hope you enjoy your week! That was the message her grandfather had just sent her. He was the one who had surprised her with the cruise, and she made a mental note to get him a thank you gift some time after she returned home. After reading over a couple of other messages, Sophie scanned her room one last time before gathering her bags and walking out. It'd be roughly an hour before she arrived down at the port, but she could just sit back and listen to music on the way. Downstairs, Sophie caught one of cabs waiting just outside the lobby. The driver went ahead and placed her bags in the trunk while she made herself comfortable, slipping on her sunglasses.

"To Port Canaveral, please"

The ride there was uneventful. She had been looking out the window then, her head leaning against it when she noticed they passed some guy walking by on the side of the road, and he appeared to be heading in the same general direction as her. Sophie sat up straight, wondering who in their right mind would walk such distance. "Stop the car!" The driver looked at her through the rearview mirror as if she were crazy, but he nonetheless did as she asked. Once the vehicle had come to a complete stop, Sophie opened the door and stepped halfway out. "Hey, do you need a ride to the port?"

Love Ahoy! [CANCELLED]

Sofía Williams

_{𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐁 𝐀 𝐒 𝐈 𝐂 𝐒}

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Name

Sofía Williams, aka Sophie

Age

25

Gender

Female

Sexuality

Heterosexual

Occupation

Analyst at American Express

_{𝐖 𝐇 𝐀 𝐓 𝐘 𝐎 𝐔 𝐒 𝐄 𝐄}

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Appearance

Sophie has an olive skin tone and stands at an unimpressive 5'1. She's curvy where it matters the most, and maintains an average weight of 115 lbs. She has brown eyes as well as medium-length brown hair, that which every now and then will be styled with golden highlights. Sophie has a few distinguishing marks. She has a small scar below her right knee from a bicycle accident she had when she was a young child. Also, when she was in her late teens, Sophie was caught in the middle of a fight between a couple of her friends and she was cut with a knife. Nothing serious, though the cut was deep enough to leave her bleeding profusely and when it healed, the wound turned into a scar. Aside from that, Sophie's one and only tattoo is of a cherry blossom branch wrapping around her right ankle.

Personality

Bubbly, cheerful, somewhat sarcastic. Sophie's personality is rather lively when she's around people she is comfortable with. She considers herself to be more of a social butterfly than a homebody, though she definitely has her long Netflix marathons on the couch with a glass or two of wine. Being an only child, Sophie was somewhat coddled when she was younger, but growing up with more or less the same small group of friends from all different backgrounds taught her a lot. She's seen both the good and bad that life has to offer, and as a result, she occasionally finds it particularly hard to trust others. Additionally, Sophie has somewhat of a short-temper. She loses her cool quicker than the average person and certainly doesn't lack any bit of sarcasm.

A few other peculiar interests for the young woman include biology and medicine. She always told everyone she'd be a doctor when she grew up, though as time passed she realized the amount of commitment it took to make it through med school and decided to pursue another career path instead. Sophie is without a doubt a smart person, but she'd be in trouble if she had to spend endless hours in front of a book. While she always got good grades, Sophie's mind could wonder every now and then, making it hard to focus at times. With that said, Sophie loves to watch educational documentaries and looks forward to learn something new whenever the opportunity arises.

_{𝐈 𝐍 𝐌 𝐘 𝐏 𝐀 𝐒 𝐓}

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Biography

Born to a Spanish mom (Ana) and a British dad (Frederick), Sophie was used to traveling from a young age. She lived in Barcelona up until she was 7, then her father moved the family back to his hometown of London due to work. The move was permanent, though Sophie was more than comfortable in her new home. She'd been there plenty of times before and already had friends in the neighborhood, those with whom she'd stay out with way past curfew and frequently got in trouble as a result.

One evening, Frederick--to this day a hot shot attorney, begged Ana to be a stay-at-home wife to grow the family, so to speak. The conversation that started out friendly ended abruptly after some back and forth shouting and name-calling. The happy couple suddenly weren't a couple anymore, and Sophie was torn. She was only 11 years old when she ran away from home for the first time, staying at friends' houses without their parents knowing and spending her days roaming around alone. It didn't take long for police to find her, and she was severely punished immediately upon her return home.

After the split, Sophie concentrated mostly in school. She somewhat distanced herself away from her friends but that didn't last long. She joined a few after school activities with them upon entering the new grade and she also got involved in sports. Track was her thing as well as tennis, and her competitive side more often than not led her to victory. Sophie was a natural athlete, but she didn't allow herself to stop having fun over a simple win. On the other hand, her coaches kept urging her to double up on practices so she could possibly make a career out of it, but she wasn't interested. She enjoyed playing sports, though that didn't mean that she would make it her profession.

When Sophie graduated, she abruptly told her parents she was moving to New York, her decision based primarily on her wanting to live abroad for a while. That and the fact that she had some family there as well. The rash announcement, much to her surprise, united her parents in a joint effort to convince her to stay in London. But Sophie she had the perfect set up. She had been accepted into Columbia for the mathematics program. Her plan for the moment was to get into the field as her grandfather had hinted at a few times and take over his company. Her uncle was stepping down and her grandfather wanted the business to stay in the family.

Her four years in a new country by herself were nothing short of amazing. She loved the nightlife as well as the fact that she was introduced to a number of different cultures without having to leave the city. As she was wrapping up school, Sophie was given an internship at American Express which eventually led to a full-time position. She's since gone back to school to pursue a graduate degree, though with so much currently going on in her life, she hasn't had time to date, and as of lately she's been feeling lonelier than usual.

_{𝐌 𝐈 𝐒 𝐂 𝐄 𝐋 𝐋 𝐀 𝐍 𝐄 𝐎 𝐔 𝐒}

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Other

FC: Natalie Martinez // C56AE6

• Doesn't eat any seafood.
• Speaks English and Spanish fluently and some Portuguese.
• Can sing the alphabet backwards on cue.

Love Ahoy! [CANCELLED]

Sofía Williams

_{𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐁 𝐀 𝐒 𝐈 𝐂 𝐒}

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Name

Sofía Williams, aka Sophie

Age

25

Gender

Female

Sexuality

Heterosexual

Occupation

Analyst at American Express

_{𝐖 𝐇 𝐀 𝐓 𝐘 𝐎 𝐔 𝐒 𝐄 𝐄}

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Appearance

Sophie has an olive skin tone and stands at an unimpressive 5'1. She's curvy where it matters the most, and maintains an average weight of 115 lbs. She has brown eyes as well as medium-length brown hair, that which every now and then will be styled with golden highlights. Sophie has a few distinguishing marks. She has a small scar below her right knee from a bicycle accident she had when she was a young child. Also, when she was in her late teens, Sophie was caught in the middle of a fight between a couple of her friends and she was cut with a knife. Nothing serious, though the cut was deep enough to leave her bleeding profusely and when it healed, the wound turned into a scar. Aside from that, Sophie's one and only tattoo is of a cherry blossom branch wrapping around her right ankle.

Personality

Bubbly, cheerful, somewhat sarcastic. Sophie's personality is rather lively when she's around people she is comfortable with. She considers herself to be more of a social butterfly than a homebody, though she definitely has her long Netflix marathons on the couch with a glass or two of wine. Being an only child, Sophie was somewhat coddled when she was younger, but growing up with more or less the same small group of friends from all different backgrounds taught her a lot. She's seen both the good and bad that life has to offer, and as a result, she occasionally finds it particularly hard to trust others. Additionally, Sophie has somewhat of a short-temper. She loses her cool quicker than the average person and certainly doesn't lack any bit of sarcasm.

A few other peculiar interests for the young woman include biology and medicine. She always told everyone she'd be a doctor when she grew up, though as time passed she realized the amount of commitment it took to make it through med school and decided to pursue another career path instead. Sophie is without a doubt a smart person, but she'd be in trouble if she had to spend endless hours in front of a book. While she always got good grades, Sophie's mind could wonder every now and then, making it hard to focus at times. With that said, Sophie loves to watch educational documentaries and looks forward to learn something new whenever the opportunity arises.

_{𝐈 𝐍 𝐌 𝐘 𝐏 𝐀 𝐒 𝐓}

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Biography

Born to a Spanish mom (Ana) and a British dad (Frederick), Sophie was used to traveling from a young age. She lived in Barcelona up until she was 7, then her father moved the family back to his hometown of London due to work. The move was permanent, though Sophie was more than comfortable in her new home. She'd been there plenty of times before and already had friends in the neighborhood, those with whom she'd stay out with way past curfew and frequently got in trouble as a result.

One evening, Frederick--to this day a hot shot attorney, begged Ana to be a stay-at-home wife to grow the family, so to speak. The conversation that started out friendly ended abruptly after some back and forth shouting and name-calling. The happy couple suddenly weren't a couple anymore, and Sophie was torn. She was only 11 years old when she ran away from home for the first time, staying at friends' houses without their parents knowing and spending her days roaming around alone. It didn't take long for police to find her, and she was severely punished immediately upon her return home.

After the split, Sophie concentrated mostly in school. She somewhat distanced herself away from her friends but that didn't last long. She joined a few after school activities with them upon entering the new grade and she also got involved in sports. Track was her thing as well as tennis, and her competitive side more often than not led her to victory. Sophie was a natural athlete, but she didn't allow herself to stop having fun over a simple win. On the other hand, her coaches kept urging her to double up on practices so she could possibly make a career out of it, but she wasn't interested. She enjoyed playing sports, though that didn't mean that she would make it her profession.

When Sophie graduated, she abruptly told her parents she was moving to New York, her decision based primarily on her wanting to live abroad for a while. That and the fact that she had some family there as well. The rash announcement, much to her surprise, united her parents in a joint effort to convince her to stay in London. But Sophie she had the perfect set up. She had been accepted into Columbia for the mathematics program. Her plan for the moment was to get into the field as her grandfather had hinted at a few times and take over his company. Her uncle was stepping down and her grandfather wanted the business to stay in the family.

Her four years in a new country by herself were nothing short of amazing. She loved the nightlife as well as the fact that she was introduced to a number of different cultures without having to leave the city. As she was wrapping up school, Sophie was given an internship at American Express which eventually led to a full-time position. She's since gone back to school to pursue a graduate degree, though with so much currently going on in her life, she hasn't had time to date, and as of lately she's been feeling lonelier than usual.

_{𝐌 𝐈 𝐒 𝐂 𝐄 𝐋 𝐋 𝐀 𝐍 𝐄 𝐎 𝐔 𝐒}

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Other

FC: Natalie Martinez // C56AE6

• Doesn't eat any seafood.
• Speaks English and Spanish fluently and some Portuguese.
• Can sing the alphabet backwards on cue.

Vinehurst Mythology (Open)

40 / Male / Bar Owner

Location: Metal Gear Liquid • Tags: @sassy1085 (Connie Avis)

He was tucked away in his office when he heard a voice from outside.

"Just a moment!" Luke saved the page he was on. The office computer had more issues than he could care to count, but he be damned if he lost his search results. A bit ticked, Luke got up off of his seat and walked towards the main floor, emerging from behind the bar. He saw the young woman who was wanting to have a drink.

"Well, technically we're closed. Not sure if you could tell, but my bar was on the brink of getting burglarized," as he spoke, Luke realized he still hadn't cleaned up his face, though there was nothing he could do about it then. Either she'd be repulsed and leave, or she would stay to have her drink. "Of course. I can always make an exception. Any business is better than no business, am I right?" he smirked, turning around to grab a small towel from one of the racks on the wall and placing one end in his back pocket. "Please, make yourself comfortable on one of the stools. What can I get you? Would you like to take a look at one of our menus or do you already know what you want?" Luke did some minor work as he rambled on, arranging lemon wedges and making sure he was stocked up on some other items. For the moment being, he'd just have to stay at work. His errands would have to wait until later unless he could have someone else come in, though that wasn't looking like a viable option at that point.

Vinehurst Mythology (Open)

40 / Male / Bar Owner

Location: Metal Gear Liquid • Tags: N/A

Very slick, Mr. Hanson.

Luke smiled, satisfied his small plan had worked. As the officer was jotting down his information for the report, he'd offered not only his business phone number, but his personal one as well. And it was obvious by the text message from her that she'd taken a liking to him as well. Of course, if she didn't then it wouldn't have mattered too much. Luke didn't have much trouble with women, and it was due to a combination of both his looks and his personality. But that's just who he was, he didn't try all that hard and some women in particular were attracted to that.

Please, call me Luke. I don't want to take you away from work so we'll talk later. He put the phone away and resumed his work, finishing up bringing down the chairs on the main floor. Luckily, that idiot hadn't managed to enter the bar and destroy it, or take whatever it is he was after, who knew. The paramedics were taking him to the hospital with the two officers in tow, that much he'd been told. Luke then headed to his office, his mind set on looking at some security equipment online. He'd also call one of his employees to come in a little earlier as Luke was debating running some quick errands.

Vinehurst Mythology (Open)

Got a bar name... :)

Vinehurst Mythology (Open)

40 / Male / Bar Owner

Location: Metal Gear Liquid • Tags: N/A

A gentle tap with his foot elicited a response from the crook. Another groan, accompanied by a half-assed attempt to shoo Luke away with a wave of his arm. Prior to that point, the man hadn't moved much. Not that Luke had kept tabs on him the entire time. From the corner of his eye, Luke saw a couple of people entering the lot. He turned his head to see the deputies walking up to him.

"Officers, glad to see y'all. This is the idiot that attempted the break in."

"Were you inside when it occurred?" The male asked.

"Yes, I'd just gotten here. Was about to do some work then I heard the back door open. I saw him walking in and that's when I rushed him. Next thing I knew we were both throwing punches." As he was finishing his statement, Luke noticed two paramedics approaching them. He motioned to the man on the floor, and also turned them down when they asked him if he wanted quick treatment for his face. He didn't need a band-aid, and he had plenty of ice inside.

"Thank you guys, I appreciate it either way but I'll be fine."

The paramedics returned a quick nod before gathering around the thief to examine him.

"Sir, do you have your driver license? I'm going to take your information down and also have you fill out a statement form. Oh, and do you have any cameras on the property? We'd like to take a look at the footage if possible."

"Sure, come with me."

The female deputy followed Luke into the bar while her partner remained outside with the paramedics. As the two walked past the entrance, Luke reached in his back pocket for his ID before handing it off to her. He then guided her to his office where he had his computer. It wouldn't take all that long to get the playback given that the incident hadn't occurred that long ago. Luke sat down at his desk and logged into the security system. He then rewinded the footage from the camera overlooking the lot.

"There he is, walking up." Luke pointed to the man on the screen and the deputy got a little closer to him, leaning over his shoulder. He immediately picked up on the fact that she smelled good, but he composed himself. He was, after all, the victim of a crime.

Vinehurst Mythology (Open)

40 / Male / Bar Owner

Location: Bar parking lot • Tags: N/A

The blow rocked him off his feet. Luke fell on his side, the landing shooting an additional jolt of pain through his body. He'd fallen on a rock, one possibly large enough to leave him with a bruised rib. At least it didn't have a jagged edge to inflict additional damage.

The man pounded the ground once with his fist and gritted his teeth. He was finished with that fight. He didn't want to deal with the asshole anymore and he wasn't going to waste his time nor energy. Luke got to his feet surprisingly quick, spitting out blood. He closed the distance between himself and his opponent before kicking him in the gut. As the other man stumbled and attempted to regain some sort of balance, Luke threw the knockout punch. And that was that, the fight was over. Luke took a moment to catch his breath, looking down at the unconscious man. The idiot had some bulk to him so it came as no surprise that Luke wasn't able to immediately deal with him. But at least he'd gotten the job done. Luke did not tolerate thieves, and if they instigated a fight then it was free game.

Luke walked over to the door leading inside. He raised his shirt to check out the damage. It wasn't anything bad from what he could tell, but then again he wasn't a doctor. He leaned against the wall and pulled out his phone, dialing the cops.

"9-1-1, what's your emergency?"

"Yes, I need you to send a couple of deputies to my bar; some asshole tried to break in."

"Sir is this person armed?"

He smirked at the question. "Nah, we're good. He's knocked out cold a few feet from me. You should probably send the ambulance too."

Luke finished giving out some information before hanging up. He took a look around but there was no one in sight. The lot was empty save for his car, the thief, and that damn rock...

He quickly walked over and picked up the rock, examining it for a moment. He had no idea where it had come from, and he didn't care. Luke went over to the edge of the lot and tossed it on the grass. As he did so, he heard groaning from behind him. He turned around to see the asshole had regained some of his senses. Luke was planning to go back in his bar for a moment, but that idea was out of the question now. The front door was properly locked, so business could wait. For the moment being he'd have to deal with the thief until the cops arrived.