mother of sorrows
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mother of sorrows
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Lurker
Supa hot fire. I spit that.
| Full Name |
Maximillian Vincent Corsair
| Nickname |
Max, Online handle is Livewire
| Age |
24
| Gender |
Male
| Sexuality |
Heterosexual
| Ethnicity |
African American
| Occupation |
Hacker
| Role |
Agent
| Faceclaim |
Michael B Jordan? Still undecided. Open to suggestions atm.
| Personality |
Max does not act like your typical hacker. He's a very social person and loves going out to parties. When there most people agree that he's an incredibly funny and outgoing person. He's not shy at all and will go up to pretty much anyone and talk to them. He generally keeps his extensive knowledge of computers to a minimum in conversation. If someone asks for tech support he'll give it but when they ask how he knows all this stuff he just gives some excuse about doing it at work and moves on.
While Max now has a 'professional job' as far as anyone else is concerned, he still talks and acts like his days living in the low income area. He doesn't care to act all prim and proper no matter who he's around. He's also used to hanging around murderers and other felons thanks to the gang parties he goes to. While there is some animosity between him and some members for leaving the gang most are happy for him and talk about him like some folk hero that escaped the streets. Even so he still enjoys hanging out with them and also likes to keep his body in shape. He often works out with members of the gang who help him out with routines.
The hacker has an incredibly hot head. It's something he never grew out of from his time in the gang. He feels some sense of pride about himself and who he is and will get heated over seemingly small things sometimes. He also has a bit of an ego for his online persona. Livewire is good at what he does and he knows it. He takes pride in his work and considers himself to be one of the best hackers, if not in the world then definitely in the country.
| Background |
Max had a fairly cliche upbringing for a kid born in a low income area. His father ran out on him and his mom when he was still a baby. Mom worked hard to keep food on the table for the both of them and so was barely around. Once Max hit his teenage years he got involved with a gang. Thankfully that's where the story changes into something different. Just as Max started his gangbanging he was also taking a class in high school. Introduction to computers. The wannabe thug found a passion he didn't know he had for the computers since his house didn't have one as he was growing up.
The teen took to the technology like a fish to water. Ever since that point he begged his mother to get him a computer. His junior year of high school the dream finally came true. Mom had been working overtime at both of her jobs just to afford the computer Max had wanted. If he wasn't already eternally grateful for his mom he was now.
The fascination with computers did not take long to blossom into a fascination with hacking. At first it was just for fun. Hacking into his school's website to change things, change his grades. Then Max discovered forums where people were paying hackers to do things for him. That's when the hobby turned in to a profession. The job actually taught itself incredibly well. You start out with the easy jobs. People got locked out of their facebook accounts and tech support refused to help them. Then you start to want to make more than 5 dollars a job. So you keep working your way up. The higher the payout, the harder the job. Eventually you're taking on the hardest jobs the site has to offer.
Max wasn't satisfied with that though. After making a name for himself under the pseudonym Livewire he began asking around the website for harder jobs. That eventually led him to the dark web. Essentially it was the same thing but now you were getting into actual illegal activities. Stealing corporate emails, tapping into people's bank accounts. Max wasn't deterred by this however. While he had been distancing himself from the gang for some time now he still wasn't above illegal activities. The payouts were something he couldn't ignore either.
Once he turned 19 Max was already making more money than his mother by a significant amount. He told her he was going to college and moved into an apartment in the city. Obviously he hated lying to his mother but telling her what he did would only make her worry and potentially put her in danger. Once at his own place Max dove headfirst into his new career path. The first thing he focused on was his own security. He needed to make sure whoever was trying to find him for whatever reason was unable to. Then he started taking on any job he could get his hands on. The higher the pay the more inclined he was to take the job.
After 4 years Livewire was a common name on the hacking forums around the world. Max was extremely careful when it came to this job. He never took part in the chatrooms with hackers in them, never communicated with clients more than he needed. There was always speculation going on about who Livewire was. He would read the posts and scoff but for him this was just about the money. He didn't want the fame or anything else that came with it. Max had since told mom he graduated from college and was now working in cyber security. Not completely a lie. He sends her money weekly and has moved her into a nicer house on the outskirts of the city. While she's unaware he has also erased virtually any existence of her online so that no one could user her to get to him. He still tries to go to see her weekly but has become increasingly paranoid lately with all the attention Livewire receives.
Max still keeps in contact with some friends he made in his time in the gang. He's even been known to do favors for them online since they know about his interest in computers and his 'cybersecurity' job.
| Extra |
Secret: Knowing his identity in general would freak him out and be bad since he's committed dozens of felonies at this point. Also knowing about his mother and where she is would get him to do almost anything.
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klaudia basiลska
# hitwoman and mother
# young madchen amick
โกcoded by uxieโก
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evelyn hernandez
# ex-arsonist and drug smuggler
# dianne guerrero
โกcoded by uxieโก
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mother of sorrows
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mother of sorrows
๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ป, ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐จ๐ช๐ฃ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ณ ๐ฏ๐ช๐ค๐ฉ๐ต
fc: daniel radcliffe
leo l. kedzierski
โกcoded by uxieโก
-ferret-
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erzulie
cheers for spring; for life; for a growing soul
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AMELIA THAYER
JACKRABBIT
Former cultist with a passion for hunting, loving wife, and current sadistic red room co-host.
JACKRABBIT
Former cultist with a passion for hunting, loving wife, and current sadistic red room co-host.
Age: 34
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Ethnicity: White
Occupation: A non-profit Jehovah's Witness mainly preaching door-to-door; Amelia earns most of her income through her livestreams.
Role: Agent
Secret: The outing of the red room livestreams and her identity would put her and her husband behind bars for the rest of their lives, plus a lot of victims' families in dire need of vengeance or retaliation. Having it all exposed would ruin their lives.
Personality: Amelia Thayer is a classic example of never truly knowing someone. By day, Amelia is an annoying, yet harmless Jehovah's Witness door-to-door preacher often seen together with other members of her community in a cordial relationship. Despite the facial scarrings (which she claims are from a horrific fall while on a hike), she is one of the friendliest, if not touchy, people to meet. Like an amiable 40-year-old woman that lives across the street, gossiping with others about neighbors and their children. She speaks of her husband, Eddie, with genuine love, showing pictures and telling stories about their "ordinary" life to those curious. Amelia is unusually positive about life, sometimes coming across strange; for example, she may accidentally squish a snail, then proceed to happily scrape it off the sidewalk and toss it to the grass for it "to move on."
Come the weekend night, when the Hunting Season stream goes live, Jackrabbit takes her place, albeit without significant change in personality. It's only in these livestreams that she freely shows off her rambunctious sadism. The "Prey" are released into the woods adjacent to their mansion; an area surrounded by rivers, streams, and an electric fence that only leads to the house. Jackrabbit uses a speaker in the "Hunting Grounds" to taunt the Prey, then setting off to hunt them. Her goal is to make the last hours of their lives as drawn out and painful as possibleโa lifelong aim stemmed from her past in the pain-worshiping Angel's Gate cult. With a twisted sense of humor, she sometimes dresses herself, her dogs, and the victims up depending on the current holidays.
For Amelia, this double life is one of her and Eddie's greatest accomplishments, and she thrives for each day she gets to hunt.
Background:
"Pain and pleasure is one and the same; every ounce of those sensations is a notice to ourselves that we are human, crafted by the Heavens so they can control us. The more of these senses we feel, the closer we come to being one with the Angels."
This saying was the one staunch belief of the Australian-based cult, Angel's Gate, uttered by the leader herself, Ava Angel. Ava led her cult through Australia from the early 1980s to the 2000s, moving to the Texan outback in the US in order to establish an Angel's Gate village of the same name. This is where Ava birthed her daughter: "a divine message from the Heavens because of successfully passing the trials." Ava, a self-proclaimed virgin, put her daughter on a pedestal the moment she came out of her womb. A way to strengthen her grip on the loyal zealots, who in turn guarded against those who wanted to escape from the cult.
Despite this, Amelia Angel was lovingly raised by her mother and the senior members. As soon as she could learn, they spoonfed their beliefs into the girl; they taught her to never avert himself from pain, but to indulge in it. As soon as she could walk, her mother entrusted her the tasks to "exercise a trial" on their members by binding and hitting them with some form of sharp paraphernalia. She grew accustomed to these sights at an early age, learning to hear the victims' pained screams as a mask of pleasure that they were coming closer to divinity. Her mother was always there to help improve her methods of torture and drawn out pain.
At 12-years-old, Ava introduced her to a boy of the same age by the name of Eddie Thayer. His weak-willed parents left him as a baby for the cult to care for, believing their son would have a better life under Angel's Gate rather than themselves. Though quiet, Eddie was large, bulky; fully immersing himself in their doctrines and teachings. He carried out the same trials that Amelia had, doing so with gruesome efficiency. His strength was unparalleled, allowing for greater possibilities within the trials. His promise in the cult led Ava to arrange a marriage between him and Amelia.
By the time they were 18, the membership had grown past the hundreds. It was around this time that Ava grew wary about the future of Angel's Gate. Many relatives of the newcomers were noticeably concerned, making phone calls to authorities who would arrive in the neighborhood, armed to the teeth, in order to conduct searches or questionings. They'd always hid their wrongdoings in the nick of time, but it was only a matter of time. Ava took her daughter in her truck, and for the first time in Amelia's life, she learned about the outside world.
The mother and daughter spent a month driving around the state. The purpose of the trip was to ensure that their legacy lived on. Ava needed to teach Amelia how to blend in with the "untouched" world if something were to happen. Using her past knowledge, she taught her what she knew; what to look out for when carrying on Angel's Gate; what to do if nobody else were around anymore; who to surround herself with, and how to act. With the local violence and a minute number of escapees within the triple digits, something was bound to be done about the destructive cult.
Eddie and Amelia Thayer married at 22-years-old. This was a week before the Angel's Gate Siege, which was organized in response to the increasing number of missing persons cases around the area and the brutalized corpses with the insignia of Angel's Gate. It only took a backed witness account of a kidnapping for them to finally arrange the raid. As the world would soon learn, the Angel's Gate cult expressed their beliefs and trials on those who kidnapped. They had multiple people torture the victims as the second half of their "trial." Where they not only learned to indulge in pain, but to spread their "goodwill" to others.
But in a remarkable act of hubris, it was Ava's teachings that allowed Angel's Gate's destruction. The FBI sent a letter to one of the inner members: Eddie Thayer. They convinced him to excuse the outer patrols and unlock the boundary gates of their neighborhood for the raid, claiming that this was "the ultimate test" for the cult. Astounded by this opportunity, Eddie gladly followed through with their orders. The only person he told of this scheme was his wife, who subsequently had them pack their bags and a truck for reasons she didn't explain. It was only thanks to Ava's cautious teachings about the outer world that they weren't present.
The FBI raid saw the authorities surround the neighborhood in a swift siege. Many cultists fired at the forces from their cabins, having stocked up on weapons and ammunition. Ava Angel and her inner circle were in the town hall, which had been changed to act as a fortress for them. The disastrous shootouts between cultist and state troopers was a result of Amelia ratting out the scheme to her mother, who stayed to defend what they knew for their entire lives.
The zealous portion cultists were shot dead or commit suicide instead of being captured. Many of the unwilling members surrendered themselves quickly, and the FBI only had to somehow break into the fortified town hall. The firefight lasted for over two days, and media coverage broadcasted the entire event for the world to see. Eddie and Amelia sat in a motel far from the carnage, watching from their television.
The shootout ended with Ava and her inner circle drinking a vial of fast-acting poison.
The news had devastated Eddie, who felt lost with the destruction of all he had known. His only guiding light was his wife Amelia, who only showed apathy at the cult's ruin. Even the discomfort she felt in the aftermath was not because of the cult; it was because she'd lost her pleasurable source of sadism in the world. The weekly kidnappings were no more, anyone who was a part of Angel's Gate was seen as a maniacal criminal, and her husband was a crying mess.
Two years passed since then, and the couple had been drifting around the state. It was around this time that Eddie's complexion had finally gotten better, and it was thanks to his wife's grand idea. Organizing a site in the deepest parts of the web, she started the next chapter of their lives: a monthly livestream called Hunting Season. The idea brought a new light to Eddie's mind. It satisfied both of their desires and replenished the lost parts of their lives. Hunting Season was a red room, a show in the corners of the internet where people paid to watch the killing and torture of people. They'd rented a large home in the forest between two cities. Their first victim was a homeless man they kidnapped off the streets. Eddie became the voice and host of the show named Teddy; Amelia became the main hunter named Jackrabbit.
Their show evolved over the next years. The couple constantly moved from place to place to avoid suspicion. Eventually, they could gather groups of a dozen other hunters to help for each session. They garnered hundreds of thousands of dollars doing these shows. Kidnapped prey would range from 10-20 people. The Prey would be released from their vans and into a large area of the forest surrounded by an electric fence and the rented house. The Hunters would come out after five minutes, armed with machetes, guns, or even dogs. A camera was nestled on their shoulders for the viewers to hop between. The last survivor would be brought in for the second part of Hunting Season, where Eddie tortured them until death.
Jackrabbit was the leading Hunter, co-host and most charismatic and amiable; many viewers came solely to watch her kill. Eddie narrated the happenings of the show from inside the mansion, watching each camera intently. Eddie found a job as a restaurant supplier, which became a convenient method to dispose of the dead.
As of now, Hunting Season is a staple in the deep web. As more twisted viewers discover the livestream and share it with other demented people they know, the income from each red room increases by the week. But, evidently, it suffered the same issue as the Angel's Gate cult: the bigger the audience grows, the more likely it is that one of them is sensible. And since the message came through, Amelia fears they've already hit the peak of the mountain, and all that's left is the way down.
Face Claim: Lena Headey
Appearance: Beneath the costume, Amelia is practically just as conspicuous. She constantly trims her hair short and keeps it ruffled messily. On her face are notable scars running across the cheek and through her right temple, a result of her and Eddie's wedding night at Angel's Gate; inflicting "marked" pain on one another was a simple custom. She let him slash her face with a blade, and she whipped his back in fair.
Maskless:
Other: Amelia owns three german shepherds that she sometimes brings out to help hunt the Prey: Moe, Larry, and Curly.
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Sylvio
WOOOO
contessa
;; luisa
coded by reveriee.
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rxbrevenge
thinking
nyra
khatri
khatri
PERSONALITY
kiss of
death
death
BIO + EXTRA + SECRET
BACKGROUND
ยฉ pasta
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miyabi
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hiro tanaka
# arms dealer
# andrew koji
โกcoded by uxieโก
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mother of sorrows
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fc: shuntaro yanagi
ken tomokoya
โกcoded by uxieโก
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eyyliner
ใโญ
Raul Thayer
THE AGENT
29
Male
Pansexual
French + Vietnamese
Trauma Surgeon
FC: Willy Cartier
LIKES & DISLIKES
MISC
PERSONALITY
BIOGRAPHY
It's scary what a smile can hide.
ยฉ pasta
LowkeyLovingLoki
heartbeat on the high line
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MoxxyMoxx
the enby autist
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basics
appearance
psyche
background
gallery
โกdesign by natasha., coded by uxieโก
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fantasy
๐ฉโก๐ช
coded by weldherwings.
FULL NAME. penelope โreneeโ st clair
ALIAS. donโt call her โpennyโ, unless you want to hear her rant of how insulting it is to refer to her as something thatโs worth so littleโโim worth more than your entire existenceโ she often states in retaliation.
BIRTH DATE. sept 30th.
AGE. twenty-one.
GENDER. cis female, she/her.
ORIENTATION. bisexual.
ETHNICITY. african-american.
OCCUPATION. socialite / โbeing prettyโ as she might say.
ROLE. agents.
FACECLAIM. savannah smith.
VISUALS. to be added.
AESTHETICS. a honey toned voice spewing harsh words, freshly manicured nails, unread text messages, expensive satin sheets, a golden compact mirror kept hidden in their pockets, high heels echoing in an empty hallway, a neatly kept planner, reapplying lip gloss in your rearview mirror while driving, the clicking of nails against a screen, staring outside your window and watching the bustle of late nights
TIDBITS. to be added.
SECRETS.
PERSONALITY. some may describe the devil as an angry red demon with horns, while others might describe a 5โ6 woman donned in chanel who goes by the name penelope st clairโeither description works truthfully.
highly opinionated and a bit pretentious, penelope st clair is the textbook definition of a spoiled rich kid. sharp-tongued and picky, penelope is someone who values her time and believes others should as well, therefore she has no qualms about putting others in their place and notifying them they arenโt worth her time, much less her attention. she has a duty to upkeep appearances as a socialite and will be damned if she lets a nobody ruin the image she carefully curated.
others who have gotten offended by her bitter words have attempted to speak up against penelope, but if thereโs one thing about her, itโs that she refuses to be silenced and will ensure you hear every part of her dragging your name through the mud. sheโs a force to be reckoned with, especially when her father has always whispered into her young little ears that the world was for her taking, and penelope soon learned she wanted the world in the palm of her hands.
while other girls clung to their mothers from a young age, penelope took more of a liking to her fatherโhe was headstrong and commanded power, something she always admired from him and grew to resemble when she got older. accompanying him to his business meetings for father-daughter days, penelope picked up on the cunning and snarky nature of businessmen and has no problem playing dirty to get her way. she prefers to have the upper hand over others, which is why her current predicament has her quite irritatedโbut no worries sheโll figure something out eventually.
HISTORY. believed to be the star and heir of the st. clairโs legacy, penelope was expected to take on her family business and uphold their reputation; and that she planned to do.
sitting through all the boring board meetings for the business, taking all the necessary notes, asking the important questions to prove she was paying attention, giving the creepy old men those tight-lipped smiles in hopes theyโd quit staring at her, all to present herself as the perfect daughter, but being the perfect daughter was quite frankly, boring. talking about stocks and what other employee of theirs they should treat poorly was the least of her interests, but penelope told herself sheโd power through it
after returning from rehab she turned a new leaf, but struggled in shaking off this empty feeling; as if a void was left within her. busying herself with parties and drowning in business work was only a temporary fix to the inevitable feeling that would return when nothing was around to distract her. she longed for the freedom her life before rehab contained when her parents werenโt breathing down her neck, and throwing insults her way. they belittled her for her old life and for letting herself become so reckless when their reputation was at stake, but she would only roll her eyes, ignoring the way their words felt like a knife to the gut, twisting and turning. it was why she worked so hard to redeem herself now, but she felt nothing but frustrated to know they still werenโt proud of her and she was even more mad at herself for letting their words affect her, because she was penelope st. clair and nothing got under her skin.
but their words in fact did get under her skin, especially when it was paired with the revelation that theyโd no longer be giving her any more money until she truly proved her worth to them.
which is how penelope found herself spiraling down a path of immoral wrongdoings. her parties or her clothes wouldnโt pay itself, and with her reputation on the line she had to go through desperate measures to keep up with the lifestyle her parents both provided and withdrew from her. her crimes started rather small with the occasional theft from friendโs homes and from stores, before she eventually became a bit more greedy, but had no way of satisfying this hunger until an opportunity in the face of a young boy no older than 19 was caught selling drugs at one of her partiesโwhich she was no stranger to, but the fact that they had the audacity to sell drugs at her party, she couldnโt believe it. and in good olโ penelope fashion she confiscated the poor rookieโs little stash claiming heโd better have a good enough excuse to his boss for tonight before wishing him on his merry way. however what the public failed to notice was the wink she sent the boyโs way and the business card slipped to him with a whisper of a promise that sheโd double his current pay and from there started penelopeโs โminiโ business.
the upper class paid a pretty hefty price for a good sniff, and missing such an opportunity for easy money, would be dumb for penelope especially when she could get others to do the dirty work for her while she commanded behind the scenes in secrecy. the business started off relatively small and only dealt in the selling of drugs before she slowly expanded into the selling of firearms and more.
penelope prided herself in this business, and felt as if this was her way of persevering her parents until she received a message with a slew of pictures that would ruin everything she built.
ALIAS. donโt call her โpennyโ, unless you want to hear her rant of how insulting it is to refer to her as something thatโs worth so littleโโim worth more than your entire existenceโ she often states in retaliation.
BIRTH DATE. sept 30th.
AGE. twenty-one.
GENDER. cis female, she/her.
ORIENTATION. bisexual.
ETHNICITY. african-american.
OCCUPATION. socialite / โbeing prettyโ as she might say.
ROLE. agents.
FACECLAIM. savannah smith.
VISUALS. to be added.
AESTHETICS. a honey toned voice spewing harsh words, freshly manicured nails, unread text messages, expensive satin sheets, a golden compact mirror kept hidden in their pockets, high heels echoing in an empty hallway, a neatly kept planner, reapplying lip gloss in your rearview mirror while driving, the clicking of nails against a screen, staring outside your window and watching the bustle of late nights
TIDBITS. to be added.
SECRETS.
- although unbeknownst to penelope , her father is in quite a bit of debt with an infamous figure that heโs struggling to pay off, which explains their withdrawal of supporting her.
- she struggled with alcoholism at the age of 19 and her parents sent her off to rehab, however they told the public she was off in italy for an internship #justrichtingz
PERSONALITY. some may describe the devil as an angry red demon with horns, while others might describe a 5โ6 woman donned in chanel who goes by the name penelope st clairโeither description works truthfully.
highly opinionated and a bit pretentious, penelope st clair is the textbook definition of a spoiled rich kid. sharp-tongued and picky, penelope is someone who values her time and believes others should as well, therefore she has no qualms about putting others in their place and notifying them they arenโt worth her time, much less her attention. she has a duty to upkeep appearances as a socialite and will be damned if she lets a nobody ruin the image she carefully curated.
others who have gotten offended by her bitter words have attempted to speak up against penelope, but if thereโs one thing about her, itโs that she refuses to be silenced and will ensure you hear every part of her dragging your name through the mud. sheโs a force to be reckoned with, especially when her father has always whispered into her young little ears that the world was for her taking, and penelope soon learned she wanted the world in the palm of her hands.
while other girls clung to their mothers from a young age, penelope took more of a liking to her fatherโhe was headstrong and commanded power, something she always admired from him and grew to resemble when she got older. accompanying him to his business meetings for father-daughter days, penelope picked up on the cunning and snarky nature of businessmen and has no problem playing dirty to get her way. she prefers to have the upper hand over others, which is why her current predicament has her quite irritatedโbut no worries sheโll figure something out eventually.
HISTORY. believed to be the star and heir of the st. clairโs legacy, penelope was expected to take on her family business and uphold their reputation; and that she planned to do.
sitting through all the boring board meetings for the business, taking all the necessary notes, asking the important questions to prove she was paying attention, giving the creepy old men those tight-lipped smiles in hopes theyโd quit staring at her, all to present herself as the perfect daughter, but being the perfect daughter was quite frankly, boring. talking about stocks and what other employee of theirs they should treat poorly was the least of her interests, but penelope told herself sheโd power through it
after returning from rehab she turned a new leaf, but struggled in shaking off this empty feeling; as if a void was left within her. busying herself with parties and drowning in business work was only a temporary fix to the inevitable feeling that would return when nothing was around to distract her. she longed for the freedom her life before rehab contained when her parents werenโt breathing down her neck, and throwing insults her way. they belittled her for her old life and for letting herself become so reckless when their reputation was at stake, but she would only roll her eyes, ignoring the way their words felt like a knife to the gut, twisting and turning. it was why she worked so hard to redeem herself now, but she felt nothing but frustrated to know they still werenโt proud of her and she was even more mad at herself for letting their words affect her, because she was penelope st. clair and nothing got under her skin.
but their words in fact did get under her skin, especially when it was paired with the revelation that theyโd no longer be giving her any more money until she truly proved her worth to them.
which is how penelope found herself spiraling down a path of immoral wrongdoings. her parties or her clothes wouldnโt pay itself, and with her reputation on the line she had to go through desperate measures to keep up with the lifestyle her parents both provided and withdrew from her. her crimes started rather small with the occasional theft from friendโs homes and from stores, before she eventually became a bit more greedy, but had no way of satisfying this hunger until an opportunity in the face of a young boy no older than 19 was caught selling drugs at one of her partiesโwhich she was no stranger to, but the fact that they had the audacity to sell drugs at her party, she couldnโt believe it. and in good olโ penelope fashion she confiscated the poor rookieโs little stash claiming heโd better have a good enough excuse to his boss for tonight before wishing him on his merry way. however what the public failed to notice was the wink she sent the boyโs way and the business card slipped to him with a whisper of a promise that sheโd double his current pay and from there started penelopeโs โminiโ business.
the upper class paid a pretty hefty price for a good sniff, and missing such an opportunity for easy money, would be dumb for penelope especially when she could get others to do the dirty work for her while she commanded behind the scenes in secrecy. the business started off relatively small and only dealt in the selling of drugs before she slowly expanded into the selling of firearms and more.
penelope prided herself in this business, and felt as if this was her way of persevering her parents until she received a message with a slew of pictures that would ruin everything she built.
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