Moon Child

Silver Bells (A Holiday RP)

@Hey Im Jordan This is just awesome! Please count me in with one of my usual females lol

Silver Bells (A Holiday RP)

This looks like fun! I love the holidays!

Strings

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In the halls of Harvard Law School, the talk of the town seemed to be the upcoming masquerade party thrown by SPECTRUM to assist in the search and possible encounters of strings. The vast majority of the young adult population seemed to be excited for the event; be it for the chance to dress up, have fun with friends, enjoy a wild night out, or even find their soulmate. But in the case of Sabrina Von Seymour, the atmosphere was completely different.

Whereas most people her age looked forward to and counted down the days to these events, Sabrina was not part of the hype train. Finding her strings had never been something that interested her, much less something she actively sought out. In Brie’s mind, she had a lot more things to worry about than strings. At the age of twenty-three, her priorities were on graduating Law School, taking some time off to travel, and coming back strong to take on the Boston courthouses

While everyone else busied themselves with last minute preparations for the masquerade, Sabrina was at her usual table in the Law library. Sheets of papers and heavy books were neatly stacked around her, giving off the vibe of a cluttered yet organized mess. Brie sat at the only available chair by the table, her Mac laptop sitting in front of her, while her dainty fingers gently tapped on the delicate keys. The faint sound of music could be heard from her earphones: her attempt to shut the rest of the world off while she worked on her thesis. With how focused she was, it wasn’t until she felt a soft tap on her shoulder that Brie removed one earphone and looked away from her laptop screen.

“Hey, Sabrina!” the sugary voice of Meena Patel greeted her enthusiastically. Meena was the student employee at the Law library, and a common occurrence in Brie’s life given the sheer amount of hours she spent at this place.

“Good morning, Meena,” Sabrina replied, offering the brunette a close-lipped smile.

“You excited about the masquerade tomorrow?” Meena asked her, softly poking the blonde’s side.

“Oh, that… Actually, I’m not going,” Brie said simply, nonchalantly shrugging her shoulders.

Meena gasped, wide-eyed at the unexpected answer she’d gotten. “No? You’re really not curious to see if you find that red string of yours?”

Sabrina shook her head. “Not really, no. I’ve spent twenty-three years of my life not knowing who this person is. I can definitely wait another few more,” she said with a small laugh.

Meena nodded, giving Brie an understanding smile. “Fair enough! But in case you change your mind, I have a cousin who can get you a last-minute ticket even though they’re supposedly sold out, so just hit me up, okay?”

Brie said nothing, opting instead to smile and nod politely, to which Meena responded with a parting wave before heading off. As soon as the brunette was out of sight, Sabrina placed her earbud back on her ear and turned her attention to her thesis once more. This was more important than a million red strings would ever be.

Strings

I've started a Sabrina post! Expect it sometime before the end of the weekend!

Strings

Spice Cross

21 ● Female ● Bisexual

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summary

Like a moth drawn to a flame.

brief history

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.

strings

⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^TBA.
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓟𝓪𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓪 𝓦𝓮𝓫𝓫𝓮𝓻⎯⎯⎯⎯
^TBA.
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓣𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓟𝓪𝔁𝓽𝓸𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{He's a beast in bed, and I love him for it. But Daddy has been avoiding me a little since he hired me. He thinks I don't notice, but I do. He promised me things wouldn't change... But I have a feeling he was lying to me. And he knows I don't like being lied to.}
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓩𝓸𝓮𝔂 𝓢𝓸𝓭𝓪⎯⎯⎯⎯
^TBA.
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓙𝓸𝓼𝓱𝓾𝓪 𝓟𝓪𝔁𝓽𝓸𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^TBA.
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{Reserved, but she does not know the reason behind this yet.}

other information

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

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Sabrina Von Seymour

23 ● Female ● Heterosexual

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summary

Darling, you must make your heart steel.

brief history

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.

strings

⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{Character's thoughts on this person here.}
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓥𝓪𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪 𝓠𝓾𝓲𝓷𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^TBA.
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓚.𝓒. 𝓢𝓲𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓸𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{"I'm not proud of the way things began between us, nor am I proud about the nature of our relationship... But I must admit, it feels rather nice to occasionally let loose in the arms of a gentleman like K.C..}
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓜𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓸 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴⎯⎯⎯⎯
^TBA.
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{Character's thoughts on this person here.}
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓙𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓼 𝓗𝓪𝔂𝓷𝓮𝓼⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{Character's thoughts on this person here.}

other information

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

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Strings

Here are my two WIP's~!

EDIT: Spice is finished, working on Sabrina!

EDIT #2: both girls finished!

Spice Cross

21 ● Female ● Bisexual

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summary

Like a moth drawn to a flame.

brief history

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.

strings

⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^TBA.
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^TBA.
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓣𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓟𝓪𝔁𝓽𝓸𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^TBA.
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓩𝓸𝓮𝔂 𝓢𝓸𝓭𝓪⎯⎯⎯⎯
^TBA.
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓚.𝓒. 𝓢𝓲𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓸𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^TBA.
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^TBA.

other information

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

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Sabrina Von Seymour

23 ● Female ● Heterosexual

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summary

Darling, you must make your heart steel.

brief history

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.

strings

⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{Character's thoughts on this person here.}
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓘𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓤𝓷𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{Reserved for Theo..}
⎯⎯⎯⎯𝓚.𝓒. 𝓢𝓲𝓶𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓸𝓷⎯⎯⎯⎯
^{"I'm not proud of the way things began between us, nor am I proud about the nature of our relationship... But I must admit, it feels rather nice to occasionally let loose in the arms of a gentleman like K.C..}
⎯⎯⎯⎯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.}

other information

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

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Strings

Hello! After talking to Miss Lovely I would like to formally post interest! If I can, I would like to reserve the face claims of Maggie Lindemann (to be named Stephanie Cross, color B30A69) and Anne Winters (to be named Sabrina Von Seymour, color 63D7FF).

Oᴜʀ Lᴀsᴛ Sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ Tᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ

@Zaxter996 he's wonderful and accepted! Remember to join our discord so you can discuss relations more easily!

Oᴜʀ Lᴀsᴛ Sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ Tᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ

_{Brief Mentions: Sugar @HaleyTheRandom, Missy @Lovely Complex, Silas @murdoc, Dee is for Daddy@BrutalBx, Blay & Admin @Lady Ostara, Bradley @Silence Sounds}

While most of her ex-classmates were busying themselves with pregaming and interactions, Stephanie Cross was still nestled away in the bedroom she shared with Dee. Wearing a black, spaghetti-strapped mini dress with sneakers and a black, 90’s style choker, Spice was sitting in a chair on the spacious balcony, overlooking the peaceful blue waters of the Atlantic. A large mirror stood in front of her, and a wide assortment of abandoned cosmetics were scattered around the table she was sitting by: from the basic tools of brushes and primer all the way down to blinding highlighter and different shades of lipstick. Closest to Steph and on top of a glittery pink ashtray sat a perfectly rolled blunt, already halfway consumed. Alina Baraz’ sultry voice was blaring from the young woman’s iPhone’s speakers, making Spice jam along loudly to the songs that spoke of ‘taking you far away’ and ‘let me undress you’ as she braided her hair. In regular circumstances, the double French braiding process would not take her too long, even when considering her ridiculously long hair. But today, her fingers worked with the dark locks in a slow, steady, soothing rhythm, interrupted only by a pause to take a long drag of the blunt.

It was in moments like this, when she sat back to really think about it, that Stephanie realized how truly amazing her young life was going. Even if she missed Brandon dearly, she’d be back home setting the world on fire with her better half once her two months in the Sunshine State were up. As a graduation gift, Spice and Bran’s parents had bought them a long, exotic vacation to an surprise location, set to begin on the day after Stephanie returned to The City of Angels. Right now, she was in Miami, spending what was looking out to be the best summer of her life in the company of her best friends. She and Sable were closer than ever, as she was to both Missy and Silas. Her other friendships were going great: Blay, Admin, Bradley . Hell, she’d even landed herself that hot piece of milk chocolate she’d been staring at since the start of her last school year! And the way things were going with Dee, it was safe to say Spice was head over heels in love and wanted to build a future with him.

So, in the end, Stephanie Cross had everything she could ever wish for: love, family, happiness, friendship, wealth, beauty... There was absolutely nothing to complain about.

Once she was finished, Spice tied up the end of her second French braid, finishing off her handiwork with some hairspray to make sure her hairdo would not only be beach-proof, but Dee-proof as well. Smirking at herself, the young woman grabbed the coconut blunt from the ashtray and took a deep, long drag, keeping the smoke trapped inside her body for a few seconds before releasing it into the atmosphere in the form of a white cloud. She tilted her head back just as the initial effects of the THC began to kick in, slowly but surely easing her into a state of sweet mellowness.

Today? Life was good.

Oᴜʀ Lᴀsᴛ Sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ Tᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ

@HaleyTheRandom OMG I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!! It's super her! insert dark humor joke about loving black here