Manzanilla

Battle of Mount Olympus

Calling in dibs for son of Aphrodite again! c:

Wᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ Sᴀɴᴛᴀ Cʟᴀʀᴀ

Marisol Castillo Guzman

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_{"Cheers to me for doing whatever the fuck I want to do."}

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N A M E

Marisol Castillo Guzman
"Mari"

A G E

24

G E N D E R

Female

S E X U A L I T Y

Bisexual

O C C U P A T I O N

Artist

A P P E R A N C E

‣ Eyes: Brown
‣ Height: 5'2
‣ Body Type: Marisol is a slender woman with toned arms and legs. While she doesn't look like she can kick your ass- she can and will.
‣ Style: ❖ , ❖ , ❖
‣ Scars, Tattoos, and Piercings: Her two ears are pierced in various places and has a belly button ring. Her tongue and right eyebrow are also pierced. No tattoos.

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P E R S O N A L I T Y

Arrogant ║ Abrassive ║ Confident ║ Sarcastic ║ Artistic ║ Free Spirited ║ Independent ║ Proud

Marisol wants, Marisol gets.

L I K E S // D I S L I K E S

			Likes ‣ The sun, the beach, and the ocean ‣ Singing ‣ Spicy foods ‣ Smoking and drinking ‣ Horror and Gore ‣ Banda ‣ Traveling				Dislikes ‣ Heavy Rain ‣ Very loud and unexpected noises ‣ Bland foods ‣ Overly happy people ‣ Quiet Places ‣ Nosy people

B I O

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Marisol is the daughter of Jose Castillo and Maria Guzman, owners of one of the biggest exporters of oil in South America. As an heiress of the Castillo-Guzman oil company, Marisol has very little to worry about. She grew up in a very privileged life. She studied abroad in France and later on went on to college at Oxford University where she studied Fine Art and Computer Science.

She was the only daughter and because of it, she was spoiled just a bit. Just enough to make her want everything but not enough to think she could get everything. Her parents made her work for everything she wanted. While her parents were in charge of a large company they never left Marisol alone with a nanny or a babysitter. She was always brought along to the many meetings, trips, and interviews. She practically grew up in the business until she was sent off to Europe to study.

Her time away from her home in Mexico was a pretty chill one. Marisol's family business wasn't known across the sea so she had the opportunity to just be whatever she wanted. She had a circle of friends throughout her school life, most of them unaware of her background. She kept it hidden mostly because she didn't want to deal with her friends freaking out and treating her differently.

After returning from England Marisol spent her time in Mexico, just lounging around, painting and doing whatever she wanted. It wasn't until two years of lounging around that she finally decided to do something with her life. She bought a van, had it converted and began to travel around Mexico. A year after she decided to cross the border to America and do the same.

Santa Clara wasn't a destination Marisol had planned. She saw the city on a pamphlet and decided it would make a good Instagram story. That was four months ago. It was something about the place that made Marisol want to stay. Now she sits by the beach draws tourists for the fucks of it and parties at the local clubs.

O T H E R

Tashi Rodriguez// FFB6C1

‣ Marisol can speak English, Spanish, and some French.
‣ She has a puppy named Panchito
‣ Her Instagram page had over one million followers

Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

_{LOCATION & TIME : SPORTS CENTER & SMOOTHIE BAR
INTERACTIONS :ARIA - @KatKook , MARINALIA - @PrinceAlexus
MENTIONS :}

____________________ ~*~ ____________________~*~ ____________________ ~*~ ____________________

Wasn't going to ask. Lilith almost said that as she listened to the rather long story from Marinalia. It was good to know that the woman this chick was seeing wasn't another rich chick. Or at least she didn't sound like it. Might humble the blonde a bit more. Oh, who was Lilith kidding? Humbling some rich snob. Really, who told a whole ass story from a single question? The woman was probably just showing off without even knowing. How fucking arrogant.

"Not long and already going to vacations already?" Lilith looked down at her phone to read Aria's message. It all smelled like a disaster, really. Hadn't the blonde even dated another girl before? Funny. "The honeymoon phase is always the best. You're always all giddy and sweet but it wears off after a few months. After the six months mark, you finally get to know the person. Ah, but you probably already know this." She didn't look up to see Marinalia as she talked, her fingers moving fast over her phone screen.

_{To: Ariaaa 💘
Wanna come over? I can go pick up some food and cook up some pasta or something warm.
I got HBO too! Or Netflix. Borrowed it for the neighbor.}

Lilith looked over at the woman in front of her, offering a small smile. "I really like that word. Tawt. Rolls right off the tongue." She said a few more times, getting looks from the people around her. She didn't care for them as she laughed quietly and brought the straw to her lips again. "Anyway, I bet you and Xia, was it, make a cute couple. It would be cool to have a double date; it might be fun." She should just stop talking about it, or the blonde would accept her offer, and Lilith didn't want to put Aria through something like that.

"Anyway, I think I should hurry and finish this. Aria might be coming over, and I really need to pick up my mess." Lilith began to pack up her sandwich and finished the rest of her smoothie. "Anyway, here." She pulled out a card from her bag and handed it to Marinalia. It was a small black business card with gold trimming and rose-gold words that read "Pink Bunny." "It's my work phone, but if you need anything just give a call." She winked at the blonde.

Wᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ Sᴀɴᴛᴀ Cʟᴀʀᴀ

Marisol Castillo Guzman

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_{"Cheers to me for doing whatever the fuck I want to do."}

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N A M E

Marisol Castillo Guzman
"Mari"

A G E

24

G E N D E R

Female

S E X U A L I T Y

Bisexual

O C C U P A T I O N

Artist

A P P E R A N C E

‣ Eyes: Brown
‣ Height: 5'2
‣ Body Type: Marisol is a slender woman with toned arms and legs. While she doesn't look like she can kick your ass- she can and will.
‣ Style: ❖ , ❖ , ❖
‣ Scars, Tattoos, and Piercings: Her two ears are pierced in various places and has a belly button ring. Her tongue and right eyebrow are also pierced. No tattoos.

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P E R S O N A L I T Y

Arrogant ║ Abrassive ║ Confident ║ Sarcastic ║ Artistic ║ Free Spirited ║ Independent ║ Proud

Marisol wants, Marisol gets.

L I K E S // D I S L I K E S

			Likes ‣ The sun, the beach, and the ocean ‣ Singing ‣ Spicy foods ‣ Smoking and drinking ‣ Horror and Gore ‣ Banda ‣ Traveling				Dislikes ‣ Heavy Rain ‣ Very loud and unexpected noises ‣ Bland foods ‣ Overly happy people ‣ Quiet Places ‣ Nosy people

B I O

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Marisol is the daughter of Jose Castillo and Maria Guzman, owners of one of the biggest exporters of oil in South America. As an heiress of the Castillo-Guzman oil company, Marisol has very little to worry about. She grew up in a very privileged life. She studied abroad in France and later on went on to college at Oxford University where she studied Fine Art and Computer Science.

She was the only daughter and because of it, she was spoiled just a bit. Just enough to make her want everything but not enough to think she could get everything. Her parents made her work for everything she wanted. While her parents were in charge of a large company they never left Marisol alone with a nanny or a babysitter. She was always brought along to the many meetings, trips, and interviews. She practically grew up in the business until she was sent off to Europe to study.

Her time away from her home in Mexico was a pretty chill one. Marisol's family business wasn't known across the sea so she had the opportunity to just be whatever she wanted. She had a circle of friends throughout her school life, most of them unaware of her background. She kept it hidden mostly because she didn't want to deal with her friends freaking out and treating her differently.

After returning from England Marisol spent her time in Mexico, just lounging around, painting and doing whatever she wanted. It wasn't until two years of lounging around that she finally decided to do something with her life. She bought a van, had it converted and began to travel around Mexico. A year after she decided to cross the border to America and do the same.

Santa Clara wasn't a destination Marisol had planned. She saw the city on a pamphlet and decided it would make a good Instagram story. That was four months ago. It was something about the place that made Marisol want to stay. Now she sits by the beach draws tourists for the fucks of it and parties at the local clubs.

O T H E R

Tashi Rodriguez// FFB6C1

‣ Marisol can speak English, Spanish, and some French.
‣ She has a puppy named Panchito
‣ Her Instagram page had over one million followers

Wᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ Sᴀɴᴛᴀ Cʟᴀʀᴀ

I'll probably get a CS up by Sunday. Also, can we double up? Would love to have a second character.

_{FC: Tashi Rodriguez}

What Are You Listening To?

_{I know nothing about the game but I love this song.}

When Royalty Collides

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It looked like everyone had arrived at the ball. He knew things were only getting started when he saw his brother blatantly flirting with one of the Princess of France. Even from his little corner, Henri could see that the French royal was having none of it. It wasn't going to take long for Elias to be asked to stop. He would have assumed that would be the first thing to happen in this ball but to his surprise, the two betrothed royals from Arcenia and Austernud. Henri had seen them approaching the same people when they met each other in the middle before reaching their destination.

It had all been quite a scene, really- it was almost amusing for Henri. It was no secret that those two disliked each other, but seeing them argue while trying to avoid making a scene was comical. It almost made him feel better about himself. Almost.

Henri had seen when Raiden and Ryn walked in together, while that came with no surprise the thing that Raiden had over his shoulders made him want to run. Asshole really wore something Henri had designed to a public ball then proceeded to smile at his betrothed- Beatrice. Henri didn't know if he was more upset about the coat, or that woman, or that he was taking it all too seriously. Henri felt like a foolish little kid, but he couldn't stop his feelings. Perhaps talking to someone would, and ever since Phillip's and Gen's arrival, he wanted to go over and say hello.

Watching everyone come in and make friends had already become boring, and he hadn't spent enough time inside the ball to excuse himself out for a smoke, so he took a very small sip of his champagne and forced his feet forward. He walked past the Prince of Asternud towards the royals of Maris and the Princess of Massylii. It looked like they had just finished talking to Cassandra O'Brien, so it was a perfect time to slip into the group and say hello.

"Princess Imani, Princess Gen, Prince Phillip- it's nice to see you all again." Henri greeted them all with their proper titles and bow. Both Imani and Phillip were in a higher status than him, so it was only appropriate for him to greet them like this. Stupid protocols and etiquette.

"Congratulations on the engagement." Henri looked at Phillip as he talked, giving him a small nod- his face turning red just the slightest. He couldn't even look at the man without being reminded of what he had seen months ago. Which only confused him more as to why the hell was Phillip set to marry Imani if he and Alejandro were clearly involved.

"I hope you don't mind if I borrow Gen? Henri continued as he glanced at Gen and smiled at her. "I haven't seen you in a few weeks; I would love to catch up." They had both been to busy getting ready for the ball to really talk over the phone or text one another- and speaking in such a proper way was getting tiring. He just needed his best friend.

Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

_{LOCATION & TIME : THE COFFEE POT , MORNING
INTERACTIONS : ASSOCIATES
MENTIONS : ATLTAS - @SamaraJayne96}

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Alejandro had been rubbing his chin when the smaller male with the silver hair approached them. It made him smirk how much he was trying to look intimidating. While he was not much shorter than Alejandro, he was still pretty slender. Not that he was complaining about it, of course. The waiter was not bad on the eyes one bit. So as he scolded him and John- who only rolled his eyes- Alejandro gave the waiter a wink.

"Sorry to cause you trouble, my associate here is just a bit too excited about breakfast. He sometimes forgets that we are in public spaces." Alejandro patted John's shoulder with a grin. "We'll behave, wouldn't want you to kick us out. Not when our waiter is such a good looking guy like yourself."

"Uh-huh." John pulled away from Alejandro opened up one of the menus to bury his nose in. It was clear he didn't want to get in the way of Alejandro's very blatant flirting. John just wanted to eat a bagel- no two bagels and leave.

Alejandro waved, as the waiter returned to his previous customer. "What?" He looked at John, who was staring daggers at him.

"I would punch you again if I could." John rolled his eyes and looked back at the menu before him.

"I'll fire you." Alejandro grinned and gently slapped his shoulder.

"You can't fire me. I'm the only one who can satis-" He couldn't finish his sentence.

Alejandro laughed and put a hand over John's mouth. "Shut up! Find what you're going to order already. I wanna go to Central Point and shop around." He rolled his eyes and opened his menu.

Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

_{LOCATION & TIME : SPORTS CENTER & SMOOTHIE BAR
INTERACTIONS :ARIA - @KatKook , MARINALIA - @PrinceAlexus
MENTIONS :}

____________________ ~*~ ____________________~*~ ____________________ ~*~ ____________________

Lilith didn't know what to think of this... Marlin chick. After listening to her BBC English accent almost made her seem fake. Like she was trying too much? Lilith couldn't quite put her finger on it. Everyone in Sol seemed to be pretending. Maybe that is why she had liked Aria so much. Aria had been genuine. She had problems, and a fucked-up life like real people did. Was it the accent? Lilith tried to imagine Marlin talking without an accent, but even then, it sounded even faker.

"Hun, I'm a high-end stripper, not an idiot. I read- I went to college." Sure, Lilith didn't finish college, but she wasn't going to tell "Ms. I'm The Cutest Because of a Poll" that. How that sentence had really buttered her egg roll in a way, she did not enjoy one bit. "Not everyone has a fancy name like yours, babe. It ain't hard to connect you to your very wealthy family. And I know all about my name- bible shit- storm goddess- blah blah blah." Lilith seemed nonchalant to be having a conversation with such a wealthy person, or someone with a wealthy family. She was used to it, and it was always fun to tease these kinds of people.

"Tell me, Mali- are you always a prude?" Lilith leaned forward, pressing her chest together with her arms to give Marlin something to look at. "I mean, I don't know you- but I have met people like you. Pretending not to look. You do look. Like everyone does." She took another drink from her smoothie and licked the straw without breaking eye contact with the woman in front of her. While she wasn't trying to start shit with Marlin the way she just gave off the "I'm too good for you" vibe wasn't sitting right with Lilith. "I've seen you look." She winked at her before she leaned back on her chair and crossed one leg over the other.

She may be a stripper whose main clients were wealthy people, too, but they were there to unwind. Show how fucked up they were. Sometimes those clients would book her for private sessions, but instead of having Lilith on the pole dancing half-naked, she would be sitting with them over a cup of a hot drink talking. At some points, she wondered if she really was a stripper for them or someone they could just dump their problems to. Perhaps that is why she was acting like this towards Marlin.

Whatever.

"Nothing taken the wrong way, babe." Lilith gave the blonde a grin as she brushed her hair off her shoulder. "Just know friends are always welcomed in the Pink Kitten. With girlfriend or not." She gave her another smile just as her phone ran in her pocket.

"Aw, well, would you look at that. So cute." She smiled down at the photo of Aria but made no effort to show Marlin the absolutely adorable picture. "Don't mind me." She lowered her phone and looked down at it with a similar pose to Aria's but instead gave the camera a kissy face.

_{To: Ariaaa 💘
Attached Image
Had to leave early to the Sports Center- can't miss a workout day or my thighs might get too thicc.
I took your mustard yellow one :b Wanna meet up later? I'll give you back your hoodie!}

After writing the message and hitting send, she brought back her attention to Marlin. "Anyway, how long have you been with your girlfriend? Man, my last relationship was crazy. The dude was a major asshole and broke my window after I broke up with him. Seriously." She rolled her eyes as she continued to tell Marlin her story. "Dude went crazy when he found out I was a stripper- like how fragile do you have to be to get mad over that?"

At least now she knew that Aria was okay with it. If Lilith hadn't told her since their first date and she had been cool with it. Lilith wouldn't give up her job just because of a partner. Nah, she had earned so much from that job alone. Hell, some of her clients had offered to be her damn sugar mommies and daddies. Lilith had said no because- well, she didn't really need to. While her start at the club had been shaky, she was one of the top dancers now. She liked her job anyway despite the few bad clients here and there.

Battle of Mount Olympus Interest Check

I think I'll go with a son of Aphrodite

Edit: the first option sounds good to me, since dice rolls would be random and the post liking might lead to drama. It's best to keep the votes anonymous.