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❀ SABRINA CARPENTER via instagram ( sabrinacarpenter )

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𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓 - 𝟏𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐋𝐁𝐔𝐌

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From The Start

Opposite

Couldn’t Make It Any Harder

Coincidence

Lie To Girls

Espresso

Sharpest Tool

Cologne

Last Day On Earth

Beaches

Take A Bite

Busy Woman

Attracted To You

Beach Boy

( I do not own any of these songs , credit to their original owners / creators , this is merely for the roleplay )

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𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎 -

“ I can't relate to desperation. ���

𖢻 code name ; memo — “ did you get the memo? ”

Hello there! It’s Devin, also known as the “Devine” pop star. (Yes, I know that’s not the correct spelling, it’s a pun) I honestly didn’t even mean to get this big, believe what people say whenever they mention “blowing up overnight”. I was just having some fun making songs in our basement and then all of a sudden.. the internet knows my name extremely well.

After the fall of Tony stark, Stark Industries fell into a power vacuum. Everything had to be sold and the tech? The tech was being held in separate locations because of how dangerous and costly it was and I wasn’t doing the best at that time so I started stealing from the cargos. I didn’t have any money, or parents, it was either steal or the streets and I made my choice. I’d steal it and sell it to the highest bidder, didn’t matter who, what or where, I just wanted my cash. None of my clients ever knew it was me, I had to keep my identity secret because I didn’t want to get caught with the wrong crowd. I already knew who I was selling to was the wrong crowd, I definitely didn’t want to be involved with anything they were into.

I’m usually dealing with the underground and low level gangs, sometimes it’s big players, enough to pay me off for a long time but I’m not a snitch. Whenever I’m not doing that or writing music to express my feelings I’m at cage fights, sometimes to watch, sometimes to play, but I’m never noticeable. Or at least I try not to be, Devin is just an outward persona. The cutesy aesthetic isn’t really my thing, I’m usually in a more grunge / techno style if you catch me on the streets.

How It All Started.

I Can Do More Than Hold A Microphone!

Open RP: N/A

Current Plotline; How’s Fame Treating You?

Albums: From The Start

If you wanna RP, just drop an ask in my inbox, tag me in a post, or whatever you want. I don't mind. [no NSFW rp, mod is 18+ but i just don't feel comfortable with it. my dms are always open and available. so if you have anything you want to tell me or talk to me about then please reach out, I'm not in character in dms unless asked to be .]

@davinaclaires for most if not all gifs !!

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𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐀 𝐌𝐈𝐂 -

Cyrokinesis - I can create, shape, control, and manipulate ice, I possess complete control over ice, frost, and cold along with freezing water into a solid state. As an elemental power, cryokinesis has a nigh-limitless number of uses, only limited by my imagination and my natural limits. I am able to generate ice through various means, such as lowering the temperature of the surrounding air until solid ice forms or by freezing nearby water sources.

Absolute Freeze - I can create, shape and manipulate cold/freezing air. I can lower the air temperature rapidly and generate cold air and I can freeze another's body to induce rigor mortis in an organism.

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𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐈𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 -

My parents never really had money, even whenever they were growing up they were struggling. Whenever they had me they swore that they would get better, that they would give me a better life than they had but fate decided otherwise. Some many things came crashing down all at once, the Blip, the crash of the stock market along with Stark Industries. Everything fell completely out of wack. I couldn’t really afford to go to school much of anymore however it was my senior year so I just roughed it out until graduation. I knew I couldn’t pay for college, it was a dream that I couldn’t achieve so I studied on my own and immediately went to work as soon as I got out of school.

I started working multiple jobs at once, trying to get as many hours possible. It was so bad that me and my mother rarely saw each other, only occasionally whenever one of us would have a day off and my dad? He walked out, said he was sick and tired of not being “treated like a man” and gave up on us. He didn’t make it far, he’s still at a homeless shelter a few blocks away from my mother’s place, I can’t even be mad at him, he tried to get something different for his life— it didn’t work but at least he tried. Until I ran into a guy talking about shipments for Stark Industries, pure coincidence, nothing but fate brought us together and I got a little greedy.

If I could pull something like this off then I could get me and my mom out of the dump we lived in. So I made a plan, I’d stop the shipment from getting out with all its stuff, by taking a few before it got on the train and sell it to whoever wanted it. I didn’t know how to fight, I read a few self defense manuals but it really wasn’t enough to go up against actual security. Somehow I stayed undetected for a little bit, until the alarms went off and I damn near got caught. I had to huge out for a few months and wasn’t even able to sell the product because I was so scared of getting caught however when I did sell it— it was a huge score.

My mother was concerned about how I got the money, it didn’t seem humanly possible to make that much especially with the jobs I was working and the short amount of time (she was right) so I started singing on top of everything else, it wasn’t a lot but it started to become an excuse for the money I made. Singers got popular all the time, so I assumed as long as I kept saying I was a popular singer, my mom would actually believe me and just accept the money until one of my songs actually blew up pretty much overnight.

I didn’t mean to get popular, I didn’t even want to get famous, it hinders what I’ve been trying to do for a while. Just provide for my family but I guess if I get popular enough I won’t have to steal anymore, right? I’ve run into Spider-man a few times, I wouldn’t say we’re enemies or anything, he reminds me that what I’m doing is immoral and wrong and tries to stop me but it’s not like we’re arch-enemies and plotting each others downfall. I even bought him muffins one time!