#‘so you weren’t born in india…?’ no i wasn’t and what do u want me to do about it

[kisshim]

me listening to this girl tell me that it’s so strange that someone would ask her if she was german or french because of her physical traits and that’s it’s ‘so weird’ that someone would be thinking about that

[adriicnas]

⋆ ◦ ° ☾ nicola peltz + cisfemale + she/her — have you met adriana ellis jameson? they are a twenty three year old known around town as the serpent. they’ve been in the gang life for six years, and currently work for the gang as a soldier. they are a pansexual scorpio, which means they are beguiling + intuitive, as well as machiavellian + apathetic. black combat boots, sharp nails, poison apples.

hii my loves !! i’m sarah, i’m 18, & i’m from est tz. :] i’m a freak for plotting/hcs, secretly a hugee cinemaphile, & totally in love w snl so hmu if you can relate to anything i just mentioned or even if not just b my friend<3 also ik i’m an idiot so let’s ignore my disaster of trying to apply for this rp. annyyways ! please lms if u want me to go ahead and message u to plot (on here OR add me @ byrd#5971 on d*scord) –– my gross plots page is here ! without further ado, let me go ahead and introduce u to my barely-played lil girl adriana under the cut. ( TW: VIOLENCE, ABUSE )

PAST.

adriana ellis jameson was born to lillian & peter jameson on a balmy november night in denver, colorado.

from the day she grew out of cute little onesies and shoes so small they could fit on your finger, adriana’s parents ceased to care about her. it wasn’t that they were bad parents, necessarily –– they provided for the family and only asked adriana to clean up their after-party puke one or two times. it was just that they weren’t ever meant to be parents, not in the real sense of the word. they knew it and adriana knew it, and so it was.

so, adriana found a family at school in her teachers and books, poring over pages under the covers each night and counting down the days til each summer ended. she let herself become the characters, or a nasa engineer solving the last equation necessary to perfect the moon landing, or passenger on a ship from england to india; it was not only her escape, but her way of learning. she needed to be in order to understand.

fast forward to high school and adriana’s biggest (and only) achievements were her grades. she took pride in them, nurturing and caring for her schoolwork like it was her own child.

and then came along a guy. but not just any guy –– a beautiful, dark, mysterious guy with a smile that seemed to shine on just adriana and fingers that felt like electricity when they brushed the side of her arm.

and for a while, her world was bright, maybe even whole. but complete dependency on one person is never healthy, and in this case, it turned ugly.

adriana began falling behind in her schoolwork (not that she minded, if it meant more time with her beau) and emancipated herself from her parents in order to move in with him. she followed him everywhere...not that he gave her much of a choice. the connection they had forged became deeper and darker and all of a sudden adriana couldn’t breathe. it wasn’t long before she ran away, tired of one-sided fights and excuses murmured between sips of hospital juice cups.

and so she found herself in valdez –– alone, scared, without a home or a refuge to return to. what better makeshift home, then, but a lovely gang just down the street?

when adriana first joined the organization, it was more out of necessity than interest. her skills in math landed her a short-lived job in bookkeeping, but after days spent wishing she were out in the action and nights spent fearing she hadn’t run far enough away, she decided upon becoming a soldier.

after so many years of stoic independence, adriana knew how to take care of herself. more than that, she knew how to charm –– how else did one catch a free meal at the local diner or a bus ticket downtown to the dentist’s office on a rainy day? and she was ruthless. it didn’t take long for her to prove her worth.

PERSONALITY.

adriana is the girl who brings a knife to a gun fight and wins. she’s manipulative and calculating, caressing your cheek right before she slits your throat (sometimes literally).

her strongest assets are her charm and determination. she’s a pro at collecting & using blackmail and can pick a lock faster than you could open it with the key. her least favorite job is trafficking and her favorite is “information extraction.”

she’s definitely sadistic, but a lot less so in her personal life. there, she’s more reserved, and 75% ice cold. her sense of humor is caustic.

saying she has a “tough exterior” would be quite the understatement, but she’s not necessarily mean –– just hard to get close to.

she has maybe a few particularly close friends in the gang, some from when she first arrived and some now that she’s this slightly-mad hotshot.

she doesn’t do relationships unless she feels totally in control. but she does do sex, and for that...control is optional.

underneath all of that? it’s really a mystery as to whether the “old” adriana exists anymore. she’s still a quiet book nerd, only now with a whole lot more bark & bite.

she often has nightmares that wake her up in a cold sweat, hyperventilating until she rocks herself back to a dead numbness that doesn’t subside until the morning. the space under her eyes is permanently purple.

if the gang were to go under as a result of caito’s death, she thinks she’d be fine. at this point, she’s got a bit of a god complex. or maybe it’s just a façade to quiet the scared voices in her head.