#about:lucky

[love-lucky]

(ELIZABETH 'LUCKY' LOVE) who looks an awful lot like (DEWANDA WISE) has just been seen around  Providence Peak! Apparently (SHE) is a (34) year old (CIS FEMALE) born on (FEBRUARY 18th) and has been in the city for (1 MONTH) and is a (CELLIST/PROFESSOR OF MUSIC). If there is a quote to describe them it would be “SOFT SOUL: YOU ARE SO SENSITIVE, AND YOU THINK THAT’S WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU… BUT IT’S SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL ABOUT YOU, IT’S WHAT MAKES YOU SO GOOD.” BUTTERFLIES RISING. [Kia, 30+, She/her, EST]

I. BASIC

Full name: Elizabeth Elise Love

Nicknames: E, Lucky

Age: 34

Face Claim: DeWanda Wise

Birthdate: February 18th

Hometown: Potomac, MD (Washington DC, suburb) 

Height: 5ft6

Sexual Orientation: Lesbionic

Marital Status: Single Pringle

Gender Identity: Cisgender female

Occupation: Cellist/Professor of Music

Neighborhood: University Heights

Hair Color: Brown

Eye Color: Hazel

Pets: Selena (black cat w/green eyes)

Moral Alignment: Chaotic good

Personality Type: Mediator (INFP)

Avatar Element: Water

GOT House: House Stark

Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff

Zodiac: Aquarius

Positive Traits: Passionate, creative, compassionate, witty, curious, empathetic

Negative Traits: Jaded, opinionated, awkward, stubborn

Pet Peeves: People who are only concerned with their well being at the expense of others. Talking with your mouth full.

Bad Habits: Tunnel visioned. Emotional eating/drinking

III. Other

Religion: Agnostic.

Political Party: Liberal

Piercings: 5

Tattoos: 7

Typical Attire: Comfortable, colorful and cute.

Scent: Cocoa butter & lavender, or cedarwood & pituli

Hobbies: Painting, guitar, reading, volunteering, travel, eating

Phobias: fire (traumatic childhood event)

Psychiatric Disorders: Anxiety

Physical/Genetic Disorders: None.

IV. Biography

When politics is the family business, there are always heavy expectations on every member of said family. And that old adage is true, image is everything. Even before the invasive nature of social media, proper conduct in every public setting wasn’t a suggestion but a written in stone rule. Katherine Thompson and Michael Love both grew up in families that had some hand in the political world. From advisors, to lobbyists, to congressmen. These two families traveled in important circles, so it was no surprise to anyone when Kate and Mike found one another. The match was pleasing to their families, to say the least, they looked good on paper, a couple of lawyers headed for the senate. It was a perfect match, it was just lucky for the pair they’d actually fallen in love with one another.

The outside view of the pair’s life was picturesque. They married, practiced law at separate but equally prominent firms, before both throwing their hats in the political ring. Michael hated every minute of all of it, but there were those pesky expectations to live up to. Katherine, on the other hand, thrived. She was meant for that world, not simply breed for it. Katherine was a rising political star.

Elizabeth Elise Love came at the complete wrong time but she was adored, especially by her father, he doted completely. Three years later one little Evelyn Anissa Love completed the brood. Michael took to fatherhood immediately, and it wasn’t long before he decided to take a job at a small nonprofit and help support his wife’s political career by being the primary caregiver to their children. He had finally found his calling, husband and father. Music lessons, dance recitals, elementary school bake sales, he was there for it all, and never made his wife feel an ounce of guilt for missing most of it. He was his girls’ whole world, until that fateful day when being at the wrong place at the wrong time turned that world upside down and ended a life.

A young Elizabeth, better known as Lucky at that point in her life wanted nothing more than to make her mother proud. The loss of her father left such a hole, and  though she was aware she would never be able to fill that space for her mother and sister she could portray the image everyone wanted to see, perfect dutiful daughter. When her mother went back to her office Lucky kept up appearances at school and helped take care of her little sister. At first she was all too happy to do it but over time it became suffocating. The one thing that gave Lucky solace when things got too difficult or her anxiety was too high was music. The girl was a natural with every instrument she tried, a favorite of every private music tutor her mother sent in, but there was something magical about the strings, especially the Cello. It was large and she felt powerful wielding it. Being the perfectionist that she was, Lucky practiced whenever she had a free moment, and that along with her natural musicality made for something like a prodigal experience.

While the widowed mother of two’s political star continued to rise, her actual presence in her home became more sparse. She always made time for them when it was time for a photo-op, Lucky noted, but her mother couldn’t be bothered when it really mattered. Evelyn needed someone to be there and Elijah was it. She checked homework and made snacks for sleepovers, and braided hair for special occasions. At the tender age of 14 Lucky’s Cello instructor presented an opportunity for her to attend Interlochen Center for the Arts. Lucky decided to turn it down, without so much as a mention to her mother, because if she were gone who would take care of her sister? Though it was a choice she began to have feelings of resentment, and though she never took that out on Evelyn, Lucky found small ways of rebelling. She got her nose pierced, died her hair blue, she was certainly not what her mom considered photo-op ready any longer. It also made for a few issues in her school orchestra performances, but when you were as great as Lucky, you couldn’t be denied.  

High school was a continuous battle for Lucky and her mother but eventually, while the teen experimented with looks and hung out with “questionable” associates her mother didn’t approve of, they found ways of compromising. As long as her mother didn’t restrict her music, she would make it work, for her sister’s sake. In the end she was still that responsible perfectionist who deep down just wanted to make everyone proud, as much as she fought against that fact.  

After months of rehearsal and a fairly intense application process, Lucky was accepted to Juliard School of Music, continuing her love affair with the cello, and still remaining close enough to home, to get to her sister whenever she was needed. The new found freedom away from the public eye was an awakening for her. New experiences unhindered by persona. She could go to comic con with other people who thought Vixen was a very underrated superhero, but most importantly who knew who Vixen was. She could just breath, and she could be asked out by the girl who she’d been stumbling around for weeks and say yes without the scrutiny and worry of what having a gay daughter meant for her mother’s political career prospects. What a revelation.

Eventually Lucky received her Doctorate in musical composition and began playing in the Chelsea Symphony Orchestra, following in her father’s non profit footsteps, as well as giving private lessons. She’d always dreamed of playing with the New York Philharmonic but always had an excuse as to why she had to put it off, but just before her 29th birthday she got up the nerve to audition and to the surprise of no one who had actually heard her play, Lucky became second chair Cellist for the Philharmonic.

After a year she was made first chair, Lucky was living her dream until it became something else. The environment felt stale and suffocating. She also missed having time to give lessons. A bit more time passed and the city itself stopped feeling like home. Lucky couldn't quite put her finger on it but something was missing.

A former professor and mentor of her's told her about an open position at Providence Peak University in Colorado, a state that meant a great deal to someone who once meant a great deal to her... She jumped at the opportunity, before fully thinking it through. A move like that, responsibility like that... Here's to a new adventure.

V. HEADCANONS

A real nerd about Comic books and science fiction.

Ex-girlfriend, broke her heart real good and she definitely isn’t over it.

Mother is very ill and dealing with that knowing how she treated her has Lucky, in a spin  

VI. CONNECTIONS

Younger sister: They share a very close relationship

New Friends:

University colleagues:

FWB: