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[babyloncurse]

ABOUT CARSYN | All that shimmers in this word is sure to fade.

CHARACTER BASICS

NAME: Carsyn Rothschild

AGE: Twenty-Six

GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cismale, He/Him

FACE CLAIM: Tom Holland

EYE COLOR: Brown

HAIR COLOR: Brown

HEIGHT: 5′8″

DATE OF BIRTH: September 7th, 1978

AGE: Twenty-Six

ZODIAC SIGN: Virgo

LEVEL OF EDUCATION: Bachelor's in Communications with a Minor in Advertisement & English from Columbia University

HOMETOWN: Brooklyn, New York

RELIGIOUS AFFILIATION: Jewish

OCCUPATION: Assistant at Kiss 89.5, secret show host on Kiss 89.5 at 3 AM

CHARACTER HISTORY [TW: MENTION OF ABDUCTION/DISAPPEARANCE]

Before his disappearance from the face of the world a year ago, Carsyn was, in fact, just another golden boy— at least that's what everyone thought. But not all that glitters is gold, and Carsyn finally learned that when he was accepted into an elite academic society at Columbia University. He'd been an anomaly as he spoke the part, held the curl of lip just right, but he hardly looked it. Carsyn's saving grace was how he somehow demanded attention without ever being seen in the back of the classroom. His voice called out from the farthest row, a squint away, seemingly the only one with reason.

He'd been taken under the wing of his peers under the impression that they'd be his guardians. Known to be quiet, he found somewhere to stand and be heard. They made Carsyn feel as though he was heaven sent and angel willed, but it would be a hard fall from grace after that. No matter how hard they tried to dress him up, there were parts of Carsyn that they couldn't deny could never be reassembled to fit in with him. Towards the end of his college days, he had scraped himself of every gold flake they pressed against him like it was grime. Many say it was maturity that got to him and why he abandoned the comfort of his so-called brothers, while others believe to this day that maybe they realized Carsyn wasn't as special as they anticipated. As for Carsyn, he believes it was just a matter of time before he'd be another fool to false fortune.

Feeling out of place his third year, Carsyn's sister had agreed to meet with him and venture out into the city together. They made plans to have lunch, he'd finally show her around after making a point of coming home and never going farther than Franklin street again. His life at the university and at home were separate. They would have to reschedule for the next day, and then maybe the day after, as she never made it to campus and no one had been able to trace her down since.

Her disappearance took a toll on Carsyn that those around him found difficult to handle, and they took a step back. His grades began to slip, and every promise he had fumbled around him. The position he was promised at one of the most sought after news station was compromised. However, he was able to prevail and graduated but he'd once again start at the bottom of a ladder. While he had a degree that most didn't, he lost the drive to try harder early on and for the last four years he's stayed as an assistant.

PRESENT DAY

At a Christmas Party at the station a year ago, a drunken Carsyn climbed up to the broadcast wing of the building to recover. Panic had settled in, and once more, that feeling of being out of place and stuck struck again. He had signed on to the broadcast after hours and sent a message to his sister if she was out there about how he felt and ultimately talked himself down. The message had resonated with many listeners to the point that a few had asked the next day while calling in if they had ever resolved the caller's request believing that Carsyn had just been someone who dialed in. He'd get on every night and talk into the void of listeners out there hoping that it was his sister.

He ended up building a reputation for himself as Dorian Thomas, a radio show host after hours that spoke about his own worries and life and many related to it. He found resolve, and sometimes he didn't, and it was the most human anyone felt listening to anyone on air.

The station has yet to know who is on, as Carsyn has burned all of his recordings and even changed his voice on air. No one has linked him to the persona, and the radio station's efforts vary as they get more listeners than they'd care to admit.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

Co-workers

Roommate

Someone who knows he's Dorian Thomas

Childhood friends such as friends from secondary school in Brooklyn or people he took the subway to go see across town in secret

People he went to school with at Columbia University, including those in the Brotherhood

[haliyahfm]

( zuri reed , twenty8 , cis woman , she/her ) ⎮ would ya look who it is , haliyah moore in the flesh ! dude , i heard they were a dj for kiss 89.5 at that place across town . yeah , no , they’re the one that’s really gutsy and warm-hearted but my buddy said they’re super uncompromising and a bit excessive too . i wonder what they’re doing over here though ? c'mon let’s go back to my place and i can show you their myspace profile , it autoplays this must be the place (naive melody) by talking heads when it boots up , it’s great . ⎮

full name: haliyah corinne moore nicknames: hali, yaya birthday: august 16th (28 years old, leo) hometown: columbus, ohio gender and sexuality: cis, bisexual woman education: bachelor's in communications from nyu occupation: radio dj for kiss 89.5 pets: moose (shih tzu mix rescue, 3 years old) favorite hobbies: autumn roadtrips to watch drive-in movie double features, keeping up with her favorite soap operas daily, playing dungeons & dragons, volunteering at the public library to spread wholesome chaos, reading tea leaves and tarot cards, sliding on her socks on hardwood floors

about

haliyah moore (hali to her loved ones) grew up in the suburbs of columbus, ohio wishing she was in new york city. like most little kids, she dreamed of wearing a feather boa down fifth avenue in defiance of the fashion elite and living in a park-view apartment with her best friend where they could complain about the horror of modern dating. what do you mean, that wasn’t most little kids? alright, it wouldn’t exactly be the last time hali wasn’t like most kids.

with dreams of new york like hali’s, columbus was a small pond in comparison. she was the free spirit, the dreamer, the rebel; the kind of person who got bored of following the rules and started playing by her own rules instead. her mothers were both biologists who studied at nyu and hali’s twin sister was the future valedictorian, so it only made sense that hali took a hard left into the absurd. she was the court jester of her high school’s theatre department, speech & debate team, and its worst garage grunge band (not to mention the band’s guitarist).

when hali and her sister graduated, her sister had a full-ride scholarship and a summer internship lined up, and hali had a buttercup yellow 1970 convertible beetle and a dream. that dream: spend the three months she had until new york road-tripping through the continental us. every corner, every nook and cranny, haliyah wanted to explore it. bars she had to sneak into, tires she had to change on the side of the freeway in the middle of nowhere, the tears she cried when she broke her arm in texas and realized she was on her own; she cherished every moment.

by the time hali finally reached new york, even with the most summer behind her, it was clear that this was still the beginning of something new and terrifying and enchanting. and she was positively enchanted by new york. nyu and a whole host of student loans took her in with open arms. it quickly introduced her to improv comedy, late-night college public radio, jungle juice, and college boys, and the rest was history. her senior year heralded in her first real adult relationship and her most important decision to date: accepting an internship at a dinky little radio station in brooklyn. 

six years later, she’s only had to hop between three stations, most recently landing at kiss 89.5 in columbus circle. it’s been three years at the station and she’s finally got a decent timeslot, but she’s never stopped dreaming of being the dj on all the billboards; the one everyone tunes in for rather than just her die-hard fans and the mildly interested listeners who didn’t really care whose voice they heard. something inside her keeps on believing that if she could just get the rest of her life together, she could really have it all someday. 

for now, awful blind dates, drunken trips to see her local bodega cat at two in the morning, and the constant search for a new manicurist after spilling too many of her secrets again will just have to do.

connection ideas

the neighbor next door she borrows sugar from and almost certainly has a crush on

the ride or die bestie who keeps her sane in the city and knows her coffee order by heart (and vice versa)

the listener who doesn't realize hali is the voice coming out of their radio

the bartender who has seen her at her most and least charming

the found family that makes her feel whole and seen in the chaos of the city

the meet-cute she keeps running into and having three quarters of a rom-com interaction with

the blast from the past that knew her in ohio

the college sweetheart - or maybe just roommate? - from nyu (she attended between '93 and '97)

[dreamlyfes]

( han euddeum , thirty-five , cis female , she/her ) ⎮ would ya look who it is , iris baek in the flesh ! dude , i heard they were a senior fashion editor at jade magazine across town . yeah , no , they’re the one that’s really ambitious and progressive but my buddy said they’re super imperious and a bit judgemental too . i wonder what they’re doing over here though ? c'mon let’s go back to my place and i can show you their myspace profile , it autoplays my prerogative by britney spears when it boots up , it’s great . aesthetic | playlist

name: iris jihye baek

age: thirty-five years old

dob: october 7th, 1968

gender: cisfemale, she & her

sexuality: biromantic bisexual

zodiac sign: libra sun aries moon sagittarius rising

birthplace: jacksonville, florida, usa

residence: greenwich village, new york city, new york, usa

occupation: senior fashion editor at jade magazine, fashion model

though most people wouldn't believe the truth, iris baek was born in a trailer park in jacksonville, florida

before iris her mother crystal began her life in jacksonville, cycling through a series of failures and dead end jobs until she took up waitressing at a dive bar where she remained until her untimely death in 2000

crystal had iris when she was seventeen, the product of a deadbeat boyfriend who skated off with money from his rich parents and left crystal to fend for herself

from then on it was just iris and crystal, having been kicked out of the house by her parents

at first when iris was a child her mother seemed like superwoman, always taking them on adventures or buying her new toys but she was spending money they didn't have, racking up credit card debt and taking out loans they couldn't afford

because of her mother's youth and irresponsibility iris had to work from a young age. when she was fourteen she had a job in a clothing store at the jacksonville mall. it was here that a modeling scout discovered her and invited her to come take some digitals

though iris was wary the agent turned out to be legitimate and soon her digitals were sent off to la and new york where responses came back far quicker than expected

plenty of agencies were interested in signing her, desperate to escape the toxic loop of her mother's behavior she moved to new york into a model apartment with five other girls and started working.

by the time she was seventeen she was walking jean paul gautier and shooting international campaigns. her popularity had skyrocketed

she modeled for upwards of ten years but slowly began to step away from the industry disillusioned with the direction it was heading in the 90s and desiring to change it

that was how she landed at jade magazine. her provocative and progressive vision for the future of fashion interested to the executives. she quickly rose through the ranks to the position of senior fashion editor

her experience as a model gave her a unique perspective on where fashion was heading from the 90s into the 00s.

iris developed something of a reputation. while certainly charismatic she was exacting and expected nothing less of perfection from her department staff. if she felt you fell short she'd certainly let you know

now eyeing the position of editor-in-chief she'll do anything to push the envelope at jade and prove her worth to the position.

[phnxomnia]

Hello there everyone! I'm Jett and I'm so excited to be part of this wonderful group with such an exciting and nostalgic premise! I've brought my klutz of a sunshine Phoenix here to NYC and I cannot wait to write with the lot of you already! His bio is still in progress and I'll probably pull up my 2000s hits playlist while I fix it up!

If you're interested in kicking off something with us, just hit the ♡ and I'll pop up in your DMs asap! I should also mention that I don't have much lined up for him because I prefer to write and create interactions naturally and see what happens and where it takes him!

☆ ･: ༶

Phoenix was born and raised in Sydney, Australia and is what you call a trust fund baby until he is no longer a 'trust fund'. Just a baby. A very clueless twenty-one year old who is pushed out to the real world, cut off from his 'allowance' and everything he was used to getting because his parents were furious at him for causing a mess at the recent charity gala. His cousin tells him to come to New York and work for the magazine that they are currently working for too and put his knowledge of all things fashion to good use. Phoenix is an exuberant and whimsical one, also clumsy at times. As he navigates his new life, he wants to prove to his parents that he's doing so much better than they would have no expected. He's a big big boy in a big big world, and it's not a big big thing if they left him.

I’m looking for his cousin who is the main reason why he’s here. They work at Jade Magazine too. I envision them to have a really close-knit relationship, kind of like an older sibling & younger brother type. I guess they could hang out a lot and get to know each other more to make up for lost time, it'd be really cute!

The fellow Jade Magazine employees who is more than happy to show him the ropes and help him settle in. Could be his very first friends in the city too.

The adventure buddy or really just someone who is eager to try out new activities with Phoenix. They text each other a meeting time and spend the day together. Cue lots of screaming and flopping to the ground from all the thrill and excitement!

Give him a crush or two maybe? He gets all maximum heart eyes whenever he’s in the presence of this person. He even turns clumsy because he’s weak in the knees. Maybe they're a regular at Java Club too!

[brassdivinity]

ABOUT AYLIN || And then I turned away into the shade.

CHARACTER BASICS

NAME: Aylin Feray Bardakci

AGE: Twenty-Seven

GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cis Woman, She/Her

FACE CLAIM: Aslihan Malbora

EYE COLOR: Brown

HAIR COLOR: Dark Brown, typically dyed bright blue 

HEIGHT: 5′4″

DATE OF BIRTH: October 2nd, 1977

ZODIAC SIGN: Libra

LEVEL OF EDUCATION: High School Diploma

OCCUPATION: Tattoo Artist

CHARACTER HISTORY (TW: DRUG ADDICTION, CHILD ABANDONMENT)

One look at Aylin, and many believe that she’s taken on a vibrant protest against the world. The inked flowers on her skin is only a result of pain made permanent, and her bright hair a call for a squinted glance in the eyes of others. Yet, Aylin’s never fought the wrongs in the world. She’s accepted defeat, and laid in the bed it’s set out for her. Tattoos, blue hair, jewelry beyond a dangle on her ear is no more than taking the canvas given to her by the earth and making it a tribute for its wonders. Precious metals, the blueprint to florals, and the brightest colors fallen in awe from the nature around turned into a halo is not a fight against the world but harmony. 

Aylin, however, does have her protests but they sit in the pit of her stomach where she’s let them weigh her down like stones. It keeps her from running too fast into the face of impulse, and weary of a deep end. Her parents moved to New York when she was just fifteen years old, coming into her sophomore year of school right into the middle of the school year. 

Specializing in glass making, Aylin was the one creation they had yet to crack. Their sons were broken in the trouble they had in the failure of their work. Her brothers became destructive, and in hopes of keeping her safe from their whirlwind, they took opportunity to run and went. For a couple of years, they flourished but they accepted her brothers back into their lives when they came searching with an apology at hand. It didn’t take long for them to bring what Aylin’s parents tried to escape from. Their ran through their funds, using their family’s money to support their addictions. Her parents did what they could to keep her safe, even if their menagerie was broken and all they had to keep was Aylin. She was expected to do well in school, to create a second chance for them and herself, to find freedom but all she ever found was solitude. They overworked themselves and rarely came home when she was awake to see them, and her brothers lived most of their stay out on the porch where their mother kicked them out for the haze of drugs that was so thick it filled the house in distain. 

On the cusp of seventeen, promises withered. They failed to bloom and instead turned frail and so thin that Aylin’s small prayer blew them to dust. The trouble her brothers caused had robbed their family of everything, and love became a justification she grew weary of. Forced to go back to Turkey, her parents moved back and forth before eventually trying to leave Aylin behind to not exhaust her. Many believed she was free, but she was still in their glass cage. It didn’t take long for it to break, though. The fragility wasn’t a secret, and child services stepped in to relocate her until she was eighteen. 

Everyone seemed to move along without her. Her brothers were able to clean up their act, get married, and finally have a clear path. Her parents were relieved of raising one more child, of threading expectation for her when they were poor examples, and thrived. Aylin, however, was left alone. They tried to step back into her life more than once, with her brothers attempting to either bring her home or take custody but it all failed. 

Once she graduated at eighteen, Aylin no longer listened to their pleas. She pursued a trail they tried to warn her off of, but Aylin learned to not look for any kind road or fair sky where she walked. It would come with trouble. All she had to do was be aware of it, and take risk for herself when there was nothing left.

There was a way to find where she belonged despite going back to an aimless home— she found devotion in the unknown, looking into every corner her parents told her to avoid. She became what they feared for their sons and branded her a deviant and degenerate while all she'd done was devote herself entirely to the art that had brought her comfort for so many years in their absence.

PRESENT DAY

Aylin pursued a career in tattooing and has been able to live her life with minimal halt from her own worry. Specializing in single needle to create every detail of her favorite nature based designs, she’s created a name for herself even if she hushes it. Her tattooing allowed her opportunity to create larger than life pieces on individuals that created stepping stools for her move forward in her career and a place at a local shop instead of solely out of her apartment.

Her struggle now isn't finding her place, but taking ownership of who she is now that her family has completely written her off. She strays from losing control in the endeavors her brothers gave into, drugs and alcohol, but she's used poor judgement to make terrible decisions all on her own. If they want to believe she's a mess, she'll prove that she is and she can clean it up on her own.

HEADCANONS

She has bright blue hair, a characteristic that’s defined her since she was eighteen. She has a variety of tattoos and they are all nature based with florals. Her back tattoo is a mountain range piece that is tailored to every push and pull of her own muscles for each peak. They are all black and white, with the exception of white lilies scattered throughout different designs and a small red poppy in the center of her chest. 

Aylin, despite her appearance, is rather reserved and takes time to trust people. She tries to act on impulse like those closest to her but it takes her some time.  

WANTED CONNECTIONS

People she’s known since moving to the city at fifteen

People her brothers wronged during their time on the city

Any fellow foster kids, or even children of those who fostered her 

Classmates

Clients as a tattoo artist

Enemies, even if its by proxy

Exes and short lived flings

[daisyingchain]

would ya look who it is, lisene michaud - cordovés in the flesh! dude, i heard they were a fashion designer & product developer at that place across town. yeah, no ,they’re the one that’s really attentive and pleasant but my buddy said they’re super self - critical and a bit sensitive too. i wonder what they’re doing over here though? c'mon let’s go back to my place and i can show you their myspace profile, it autoplays can u handle it? by usher when it boots up, it’s great.

     i. statistics.name: lisene michaud - cordovés. nickname: lis, lise. meaning: determination, sincerity. age: forty-four. gender, sexuality, pronouns: cis woman, bisexual, she/her. parents: rené michaud, father, living & mireille michaud ( née lynch ), mother, living. siblings: none. education: bachelors in fashion design & merchandising, bachelors in marketing & sales. languages spoken: english, french, spanish, asl. occupation: fashion designer & product developer at her own recently purchased store.

hair: deep copper, falling inches below mid-back. eye color: warm shade of green. height: five feet and 4 inches. tattoos: sun-faded pink, purple & black butterfly tramp stamp on lower back, 5 inch corset-style with interlacing ribbon piece, starting between shoulder blades, ribbon neatly "tied" in a dainty bow. piercings: madison (chest dermal), first and second holes in ears.      ii. an overview. miracle daughter to rené and mireille michaud; their only child, lisene might've been spoiled senseless ( having once been gifted the most beautiful clydesdale for maintaining high honors ), but she was never ungrateful. while she took after her father, baring a striking resemblance to his own mother, lisene inherited her mother's goodwill. unfortunately, though, with her heart on her sleeve, lisene hurts easily - in her younger years, if you'd so much as raise your voice to her, lisene was in tears. in the years since, as she's matured, she's learned to take less to heart... and prefers to surround herself with like-minds.

following graduation, lisene attended the fashion institute of technology, where she'd ( inevitably ) excel, rubbing elbows with some of the best designers in the game - it was around this time that she'd conceptualized her very first collection, and her success grew from there. before she knew it, lisene was leasing her first store and had a full clientele roster. she bought her first place, certainly not short of breath-taking views or acreage, ample space for her to create and live harmoniously.

if you need to find her, lisene's most often at her store, seated in the backroom with her sewing machine running. dedicated to her craft... it's her life's work! always looking for gifted people to hire - offering an opportunity to have their work seen ( whether it be jewelry, wearable textiles, ten inch platforms constructed out of orange street cones ), in exchange for assistance with completing orders and very generous paychecks. tldr; at the core, a big-hearted fashion luver & designer... and, as a recent business owner, she offers incredibly nice clothes for a fairly reasonable price. she hires aspiring designers to work out of her store for a monthly commission fee, offering to list and sell pieces for her staff. lisene is known for coming into work and handing out coffee/tea, gift cards and scratch off tickets.

[cleanfm]

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[jencita]

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[cleanfm]

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