Saint Girralo

The Real World: Welcome to Miami

I made a post. So yes. I'm still here.

The Real World: Welcome to Miami

@HushedWhispers

Evelyn had survived her first week at the Real World house, and it was genuinely a great experience in her eyes. As hers fluttered open she thought on what things had been like so far. The majority of the people in the house were not people she could become friends with right off the bat, but that didn't include the one steadfast friend she made within a handful of days. Nor did she include a few others who could become good friends in time. Fortunately for her she didn't really make any enemies there. She also managed to find a tattoo shop that would take her in as an artist for at least the summer. That means she has income and a place to stay for the summer. She's already been in and made a good impression on the other artists there.

She pulled back her sheets and swung her legs over the side of her bed. She began stretching out and massaging her muscles through her pyjamas to warm them up. Standing up she walked over to her dresser and grabbed a set of underwear, jean shorts that came down around mid thigh and a cute baby blue tank top. She went and grabbed her body wash , shampoo and conditioner as well as her towel, wash cloth and brush and made for the shower. It was a great and relaxing way to start the day and really helped wake her up since she wasn't exactly a morning person. Feeling the warm water flow down her body was amazing and she was quite happy until she had to wash the "unwanted addition". She made quick work of it and made sure to stand under the shower real fast as she turned the water on cold for a brief moment. It was a terrible sensation, but it was something she heard worked to help keep dirt from getting into her pores so she was going to try it.

A few moments after the water turned cold, Eve turned it off, unable to stand the cold anymore. She felt she spent enough time under it to get some semblance of an effect and quickly wrapped the towel over her body and began drying herself off before anyone could enter and catch her off guard. The instant she was dry enough, she got dressed and grabbed her things to head back to her room. Neatly putting the wash, shampoo and conditioner back where she got it from she swiftly tossed her nightwear into the laundry hamper. She sat in front of her vanity and did a light layer of makeup to help hide the bags under her eyes as well as some lipstick. As soon as she finished up she made her bed and slipped on some socks before heading downstairs. As she came downstairs, she quickly came across Christine.

"Oh, good morning, how are you doing today? Have you already been into the confessional today?" Eve asked as she passed Christine and headed into the kitchen to eat breakfast. It was nice and easy, Cheerios and milk. She hoped Christine would follow her out there and they could talk for a bit before she went into the confessional herself. She knew that the others would be getting up soon so she wanted to be in and out of there so she wasn't in the way or waiting in line.

The Real World: Welcome to Miami

@HushedWhispers I don't plan on leaving until it's either completed or it crashes and burns.

Secrets: Nathan and James/Jess' Story

Jess was relieved when Nathan answered his phone and quickly started over to the bus stop. What could have caused that reaction? Why did he think she was upset, it wasn't his fault she got separated from him... was it? She was just glad to hear that he didn't get too far yet. Fortunately the bus stop wasn't too far away from where she was, only a short distance around the corner from her. She walked as quickly as she could so they wouldn't have to wait for the next bus just to head back to the apartment. However when she rounded the corner and saw Nathan talking to Rachel and Vanessa she knew things weren't going to end well either way. By the way things looked they were heading to the apartment as well probably to surprise them. That would end worse for Nathan than it would for her. In fact just about any unless she diverted their attention onto her. But was she willing to sacrifice her anonymity to save her friend's anonymity. He owed her BIG TIME for what she was about to do.

"Nessa?" she shakily managed to get out, specifically using a nickname that 'James' used for her. It would distract her and hopefully Rachel as well from Nathan and hopefully buy him time to get back to the apartment and get changed back. She felt so scared, so anxious she felt like she was going to pass out. She barely made it to the bus stop on her feet. "I'm sorry, Nessa, for not being truthful." she said as she sat down on the ground. She was having trouble catching her breath she was so scared.

After the End

@Potter
Sarah was deep in thought about her trip into town later. How much should she bring with her? How much does she leave behind? She doesn't deal with raiders too often and none have been sighted in the area too recently and besides she'd be back before nightfall. She'd only need a quarter of what was in storage currently to hold her till the next harvest season, but loading ALL of that up, carting it to town and selling it was time consuming more than she wanted to spend. If she broke it down into a several trips it would cut down the amount of time she was away from the farm. That meant she could protect get back to finish the final harvest from thieves.

Then as if to prove her cautious mind right there was a voice off to the side, asking to join her. She was startled. As soon as she laid eyes on the source of the voice, she squinted her eyes and cautiously stood up. She looked over at the girl with quite a few weapons. As the woman continued talking, Sarah hoped she was being sincere about caring about animals and not being a threat. Making a cautious decision, she decided to slowly walk over to the girl and see if things were truly as they seemed. As she approached she noticed she was in a wheelchair. It didn't truly affect the fact that she didn't know the girl, but it meant she wasn't very mobile. Sarah sighed in relief, moving closer to the girl before putting a hand on her chest. "I...I...ugh! Me... Sar...ruh. Sarah. Who... who... are you?" Sarah asked, frustration flitting across her face when she struggled with her words. She took a quick look around just to be safe, making sure there wasn't any others nearby waiting to catch her off guard.

The Real World: Welcome to Miami

Message me if you want to try to be friends with Eve.

The Real World: Welcome to Miami

Evelyn Phillips

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Name:

Evelyn Astrid Phillips

Nickname:

Eve, Eevee, both are natural shorter variants of Evelyn, and one is already a well known character/creature in a very popular children's TV series. Eve was first used by her stepfather, and Eevee was first used by her best friend.

Date of Birth:

April 3rd, 1994

Age:

23

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Pansexual

Relationship Status:

Single? [] In a relationship? [] Complicated? [x]

Sexually Active:

Not currently, not a virgin

Occupation:

Tattoo artist

Hometown:

Ocean City, New Jersey

Ethnicity:

Caucasian

In Depth Appearance:

Eve is a relatively fair skinned woman of 5'4", weighing in at 119 lbs. Her wavy dark blonde hair flows down below her shoulders and is usually combed over to one side to keep her hair out of at least one eye while working. Her steel blue eye are actually rather soft and usually shows the pain she has suffered in her past even if she doesn't want it to. She is roughly a c-cup. Outside of underwear, her wardrobe has six pairs of skinny jeans, a handful of yoga pants, four pairs of shorts, three Two-piece bikinis. She has eight T-shirts, and 4 tank-tops.

Appearance

Tattoos:
Left Shoulder blade

Trans Heathen Tattoo

Back upper right

Phoenix Tattoo

Upper arms

Valkyrie wing tattoo

Hobbies:

Drawing (duh), chess, video games (RPGs, FPS, Action).

Habits:

Bites lips, bites erasers, pen caps, etc., puts a pen behind her right ear before doing almost anything.

Likes:

Drawing, tattoos, chocolate, (watching) hockey, dogs, reading, John Barrowman (The immortal omnisexual Captain Jack Harkness... and she starts blushing just thinking about him)

Dislikes:

Remembering John Barrowman is Gay, Spiders, Cats (they always seem to be plotting something), "zealots" (the hardcore religious nut jobs are not fun to be around regardless of their faith, "Screamo" or dubstep "music", using mascara, dishes being left in the sink (oh my god, if you use it, clean it up!)

Fears:

Being found out, see background to find out what I mean.
Real Spiders (big and/or venomous)

Personality:

Eve has always been a relatively quiet girl, always rather walled off to protect herself. It is something she is working on overcoming, wanting to be more open and playful. She is a very spiritual young woman, often taking a half hour before going to sleep to listen to some calming music and meditate. She is rather protective of those she comes to consider her friend, and has been willing to put her own life in harms way to defend her best friend. She isn't fast to anger, but she also isn't slow. She doesn't like dealing with those who have no regard for good housekeeping or intentionally try to get under her skin.

Background:

The youngest of three,Evelyn wasn't originally born as Evelyn, she was born Bryan Steven Phillips (though I will be using Eve/her/she instead of Bryan/he/his, except in quotes). From the earliest she could remember she always enjoyed playing with her sister more than her brother and was fortunate that her mother allowed it, thinking she was being a good "brother". Her biological father on the other hand was very much bothered by this to the point of being disgusted. One night when Eve was seven, he snapped and grabbed her arm very forcefully when he saw her wearing a dress, and playing with dolls with her older sister. WARNING THIS NEXT PART CONTAINS PROFANITY AND ABUSE: "You are a fucking boy, not a god damn fucking fairy!" Her father roared, dragging her to her room, and literally tearing the dress off of her before beating her with his belt. With each blow, she cried out in pain and could feel as bruises started to form. By the time her mother got in from her grocery shopping and pulled her husband off of her youngest, there was twenty six long bruises, several broken ribs and a broken leg. As Eve's mother rushed her to the hospital, she send her daughter to a neighbour's house to call the police to report the attack. At the hospital they rushed to save young Eve's life, and take notes and pictures for the police. Needless to say when all the evidence was collected, not only was the father tried and convicted of child abuse and domestic violence, but also attempted murder. The damage had already been done though, Eve would have nightmares for the next two years before, with the help of a therapist, she managed to get them under control.
Disclaimed Section is concluded.

Her therapist, a woman named Elizabeth Farren, was very kind and helpful to Eve. It was with her that Eve eventually opened up about how she felt, why she enjoyed playing with her sister more than her brother. Elizabeth listened intently to every word Eve said and didn't interrupt. Not until Eve asked a question that absolutely tore at her very heart, "Was daddy right, am I a freak?" "No, you are not a freak. Different, maybe, but you are certainly not a freak." She asked Eve a few questions, eventually asking what would you like to be when you grow up? Eve responded, "I'd like to be a mommy some day, but daddy says boys and fairies don't get to be mommies. But I also like drawing so maybe I could do something with that too?" "Bryan, would you rather be a girl, so you could be a mom at some point?" "Yes but daddy said that's not how things work." "Not usually, but there are a few cases. What girl names do you like?" Eve didn't know how to answer at the time, so Elizabeth brought Eve's mother in and told her her suspicions and Eve's mother only hugged her daughter tight especially when Elizabeth told her that the road ahead will be long and difficult if she decides to go down that path. "But it will be easier since we figured it out before puberty."

It was pretty much since that point that Eve came out of her shell. She didn't even look back. Her mother let her dress more feminine, and until she chose her own name simply called her Brianna. At Eleven, Elizabeth recommended them an endocrinologist to prescribe Spiro (a shortened name of a medicine used as an anti-androgen)as well as begin with oestrogen. Within a few visits with the endocrinologist, she was fortunate enough to start with hormone replacement therapy. On her thirteen birthday she decided on a name to replace Brianna, Evelyn Astrid. Evelyn practiced her drawing skills and got really good. That was ironically the same year that her mother met her eventual stepfather.

At seventeen, Eve accompanied her older sister when she went to get a tattoo and watched the tattoo artist do his work. She was fascinated and wanted to learn more. When she graduated, she was hesitantly offered an apprenticeship with an Tattoo artist looking to move out. And she surprised him, proving herself quickly that she was very talented with a surprisingly steady hand and an eye for detail. He watched over all her works and when he thought she was ready introduced her to her first client, himself. He wanted her to tattoo him before he unleashed her on an unsuspecting population. And it wasn't exactly an easy design he was asking for, a werewolf and moon. But she kept slow and even breaths and her steady hand and completed the project, and with a nod and a firm handshake, her master was satisfied that she would do a good job. From there she went on to finish eighth in a tristate contest in the spring of 2016.

The reason she wanted to join the cast of the Real World was as a final test to herself that she can pass as female outside of the people she knows when up close and personal. With her final surgery coming up just after the summer ends, it would be the perfect time for her to run this final test in an extreme way. She was a bit nervous at having to explain her reasoning during the interview but at the same time she was excited. She knew there was a good chance she wouldn't be picked, but she did hope, because it meant she could come down to Miami and work on tattooing with some more well known names in addition to her "test." Finding out that she was selected was a major surprise for not only her but her family and friends, who didn't think that this would be the kind of thing she'd be interested in doing. Her stepfather was proud, since she was stepping outside of her comfort zone. Her mother was scared, knowing how harsh people could be, not wanting her little girl getting hurt. But Eve was excited and happy to receive the news, she packed up her most important items and made her way to Miami.

Miscellaneous:

In addition to being a Tattoo artist, she is also a Norse Pagan Shaman, and has a bag or runes in her room.

Eve's relationships

⚜ Acquaintances || ☯ Neutral || ☮ Friends || ♫ Best Friends || ♥ Love Interest || ⚤ Boyfriend/Girlfriend || ☠ Enemies

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C H R I S T I N E . C H U
⚜
"We get along pretty well. I don't know if I'd call her a friend, but she's cool."
Eve and Christine aren't quite friends, but she enjoys hanging out with her from time to time. She doesn't mind her taking pictures, and is actually amazed at the talent Christine has with a camera. She just doesn't feel comfortable enough to call her a friend just yet.

C A S I M I R . L I P I Ñ S K I
⚜
"He doesn't seem like a bad guy, but the way he looks at me. I don't know."
Eve doesn't dislike Cas, but he's not quite or acquaintance. She doesn't mind being around him, but spending too much time in close proximity sends shivers down her spine and not in a good way. It's like he's analysing her, trying to figure out her secret, though she's not quite sure about that.

A M B R O S E . Z E L A Y A
☯
"He seems pretty cool actually, but I don't know him all that well."
Having seen Ambrose painting, she has given him more than a few compliments about his work. In return she's shown him some of her drawings, which has given them a few things to talk about from time to time. Beyond that they've tended to avoid each other, not necessarily on purpose though.

A S H A N T I . H O W A R D
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"Not sure what to think about Ashanti. Haven't really talked to her much."
Despite having commented on the tattoos she has, there hasn't been much interaction. Just some day to day stuff, but that's been the majority of their conversations. Though she has been meaning to talk to her about her drawings, that would probably open a dialogue between them.

C A L E B . A N D E R S O N
☮
"Yes! He is one person I definitely like hanging around. He's practically a big bro. "
Even though she doesn't talk much Eve doesn't mind spending time around Caleb. She feels safe around him, almost like he's another big brother. She trusts him and he's probably the only person she would tell about her secret.

A L L Y . E S T R A D A
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"Character thoughts on relation."
At least three sentences describing their relation.

O L I V E R . D E A D M A N
{ Symbol }☯
"Character thoughts on relation."
At least three sentences describing their relation.

L I L Y . A M E L I O - W O N G
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"Character thoughts on relation."
At least three sentences describing their relation.

A D D I S O N . M I L L S
{ Symbol }☯
"Character thoughts on relation."
At least three sentences describing their relation.

After the End

I'm kinda hoping for someone to interact with me before I respond, but I'll post today/tomorrow before work if that doesn't happen.

The Real World: Welcome to Miami

Evelyn Phillips

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Name:

Evelyn Astrid Phillips

Nickname:

Eve, Eevee, both are natural shorter variants of Evelyn, and one is already a well known character/creature in a very popular children's TV series. Eve was first used by her stepfather, and Eevee was first used by her best friend.

Date of Birth:

April 3rd, 1994

Age:

23

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Pansexual

Relationship Status:

Single? [] In a relationship? [] Complicated? [x]

Sexually Active:

Not currently, not a virgin

Occupation:

Tattoo artist

Hometown:

Ocean City, New Jersey

Ethnicity:

Caucasian

In Depth Appearance:

Eve is a relatively fair skinned woman of 5'4", weighing in at 119 lbs. Her wavy dark blonde hair flows down below her shoulders and is usually combed over to one side to keep her hair out of at least one eye while working. Her steel blue eye are actually rather soft and usually shows the pain she has suffered in her past even if she doesn't want it to. She is roughly a c-cup. Outside of underwear, her wardrobe has six pairs of skinny jeans, a handful of yoga pants, four pairs of shorts, three Two-piece bikinis. She has eight T-shirts, and 4 tank-tops.

Appearance

Tattoos:
Left Shoulder blade

Trans Heathen Tattoo

Back upper right

Phoenix Tattoo

Upper arms

Valkyrie wing tattoo

Hobbies:

Drawing (duh), chess, video games (RPGs, FPS, Action).

Habits:

Bites lips, bites erasers, pen caps, etc., puts a pen behind her right ear before doing almost anything.

Likes:

Drawing, tattoos, chocolate, (watching) hockey, dogs, reading, John Barrowman (The immortal omnisexual Captain Jack Harkness... and she starts blushing just thinking about him)

Dislikes:

Remembering John Barrowman is Gay, Spiders, Cats (they always seem to be plotting something), "zealots" (the hardcore religious nut jobs are not fun to be around regardless of their faith, "Screamo" or dubstep "music", using mascara, dishes being left in the sink (oh my god, if you use it, clean it up!)

Fears:

Being found out, see background to find out what I mean.
Real Spiders (big and/or venomous)

Personality:

Eve has always been a relatively quiet girl, always rather walled off to protect herself. It is something she is working on overcoming, wanting to be more open and playful. She is a very spiritual young woman, often taking a half hour before going to sleep to listen to some calming music and meditate. She is rather protective of those she comes to consider her friend, and has been willing to put her own life in harms way to defend her best friend. She isn't fast to anger, but she also isn't slow. She doesn't like dealing with those who have no regard for good housekeeping or intentionally try to get under her skin.

Background:

The youngest of three,Evelyn wasn't originally born as Evelyn, she was born Bryan Steven Phillips (though I will be using Eve/her/she instead of Bryan/he/his, except in quotes). From the earliest she could remember she always enjoyed playing with her sister more than her brother and was fortunate that her mother allowed it, thinking she was being a good "brother". Her biological father on the other hand was very much bothered by this to the point of being disgusted. One night when Eve was seven, he snapped and grabbed her arm very forcefully when he saw her wearing a dress, and playing with dolls with her older sister. WARNING THIS NEXT PART CONTAINS PROFANITY AND ABUSE: "You are a fucking boy, not a god damn fucking fairy!" Her father roared, dragging her to her room, and literally tearing the dress off of her before beating her with his belt. With each blow, she cried out in pain and could feel as bruises started to form. By the time her mother got in from her grocery shopping and pulled her husband off of her youngest, there was twenty six long bruises, several broken ribs and a broken leg. As Eve's mother rushed her to the hospital, she send her daughter to a neighbour's house to call the police to report the attack. At the hospital they rushed to save young Eve's life, and take notes and pictures for the police. Needless to say when all the evidence was collected, not only was the father tried and convicted of child abuse and domestic violence, but also attempted murder. The damage had already been done though, Eve would have nightmares for the next two years before, with the help of a therapist, she managed to get them under control.
Disclaimed Section is concluded.

Her therapist, a woman named Elizabeth Farren, was very kind and helpful to Eve. It was with her that Eve eventually opened up about how she felt, why she enjoyed playing with her sister more than her brother. Elizabeth listened intently to every word Eve said and didn't interrupt. Not until Eve asked a question that absolutely tore at her very heart, "Was daddy right, am I a freak?" "No, you are not a freak. Different, maybe, but you are certainly not a freak." She asked Eve a few questions, eventually asking what would you like to be when you grow up? Eve responded, "I'd like to be a mommy some day, but daddy says boys and fairies don't get to be mommies. But I also like drawing so maybe I could do something with that too?" "Bryan, would you rather be a girl, so you could be a mom at some point?" "Yes but daddy said that's not how things work." "Not usually, but there are a few cases. What girl names do you like?" Eve didn't know how to answer at the time, so Elizabeth brought Eve's mother in and told her her suspicions and Eve's mother only hugged her daughter tight especially when Elizabeth told her that the road ahead will be long and difficult if she decides to go down that path. "But it will be easier since we figured it out before puberty."

It was pretty much since that point that Eve came out of her shell. She didn't even look back. Her mother let her dress more feminine, and until she chose her own name simply called her Brianna. At Eleven, Elizabeth recommended them an endocrinologist to prescribe Spiro (a shortened name of a medicine used as an anti-androgen)as well as begin with oestrogen. Within a few visits with the endocrinologist, she was fortunate enough to start with hormone replacement therapy. On her thirteen birthday she decided on a name to replace Brianna, Evelyn Astrid. Evelyn practiced her drawing skills and got really good. That was ironically the same year that her mother met her eventual stepfather.

At seventeen, Eve accompanied her older sister when she went to get a tattoo and watched the tattoo artist do his work. She was fascinated and wanted to learn more. When she graduated, she was hesitantly offered an apprenticeship with an Tattoo artist looking to move out. And she surprised him, proving herself quickly that she was very talented with a surprisingly steady hand and an eye for detail. He watched over all her works and when he thought she was ready introduced her to her first client, himself. He wanted her to tattoo him before he unleashed her on an unsuspecting population. And it wasn't exactly an easy design he was asking for, a werewolf and moon. But she kept slow and even breaths and her steady hand and completed the project, and with a nod and a firm handshake, her master was satisfied that she would do a good job. From there she went on to finish eighth in a tristate contest in the spring of 2016.

The reason she wanted to join the cast of the Real World was as a final test to herself that she can pass as female outside of the people she knows when up close and personal. With her final surgery coming up just after the summer ends, it would be the perfect time for her to run this final test in an extreme way. She was a bit nervous at having to explain her reasoning during the interview but at the same time she was excited. She knew there was a good chance she wouldn't be picked, but she did hope, because it meant she could come down to Miami and work on tattooing with some more well known names in addition to her "test." Finding out that she was selected was a major surprise for not only her but her family and friends, who didn't think that this would be the kind of thing she'd be interested in doing. Her stepfather was proud, since she was stepping outside of her comfort zone. Her mother was scared, knowing how harsh people could be, not wanting her little girl getting hurt. But Eve was excited and happy to receive the news, she packed up her most important items and made her way to Miami.

Miscellaneous:

In addition to being a Tattoo artist, she is also a Norse Pagan Shaman, and has a bag or runes in her room.

Color has been chosen at 1:27 am.

And I was off. I'm 15 minutes late. But close enough.

The Real World: Welcome to Miami

I'll have my character posted tonight, I've been having issues with the background and personality. And thinking of a name. But these have all been ... almost entirely resolved... I'll have it up before midnight local time.