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[nymphadora.]

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[nymphadora.]

; ❛ the shame, always comes at the worst time. ❜

NAME poppy minyard.
NICKNAME make one up!
GENDER cis-female.
ORIENT heterosexual.

AGE twenty one.
BIRTHDAY august 27th.
ZODIAC virgo.
MAJOR primary ed + drama.

HEIGHT five foot, seven inches.
EYES olive green with hazel specks.
DIST. FEATURES a faint esher accent and a baby face.
TATTOOS none but she would love to have some.
MODS her ear lobes are pierced, but she has a faint scar on her nose.
CLOSET a b c.

WORST TRAIT her stubborness.
BEST TRAIT poppy is known to be passionate about anything and everything.
LIKES museums, large jackets, big dogs, whiskey.
DISLIKES twitter, ignorance, strawberries, mornings.
REMINDS PEOPLE OF roasted coffee and cigarettes.

BIOGRAPHY
↳ born and raised in manchester, uk with her older brother and father.
↳ her mother passed away just after her birth due to heart problems.
↳ at the age of nine, poppy starred in her first sit-com as the main lead's daughter.
↳ the show continued until poppy was fifteen before it was finally cancelled.
↳ her father remarried, which infuriated poppy and she moved to live with her older brother.
↳ after graduating in the uk, poppy moved to new york to study at nyu.

 

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[MadiRaiCat]

BASIC INFORMATION -

Name: Mikayla Waters
Nickname: Mika (pronounced "Mee-kah")
Age: 21
Gender: Cis-Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
D.O.B.: September 19th
Zodiac sign: Virgo
P.O.B.: Chicago, IL
Major: Culinary Arts and Business

APPEARANCE -
Face Claim: Cassadee Pope
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Brunette
Height/Weight: 5'4" (163 cm) / 128 lbs (58 kg)
Body Type: Slim, but toned
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc: x | x | x
Style: x | x | x | x

LIKES & DISLIKES -
Likes: Fruits, vegetables, hiking, jogging, snow, playing piano, singing, alcohol, cooking, baking
Dislikes: Red meat, overly sweet desserts, swimming/open water, talking on the phone, someone or something limiting her creativity

PERSONA -
Personality: Mika's personality can be described as that of an artist and a leader. She loves to display her eye for the dramatic in the artistic plating of her food. Mike is a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to the food she creates. She wants the flavors, the presentation, the ingredients to be the best they could possibly be. Because of this, she can get a bit sharp when things aren't exactly the way she wants them to be. In the kitchen, she is diligent and hard-working, usually able to keep up in people that have been in the field far longer than she has. As a petite, young, female working on a career in the culinary industry, Mikayla often feels as though she has a lot to prove. She spends the majority of her time either at work, studying, or at home creating new menus and cocktails for fun. Nevertheless, Mikayla loves the culinary world, no matter how stressful it is.

When Mika is off the clock and out of class, she is outgoing, friendly, and kind. She loves to hang out with friends and go out to meet knew people. She's the type that would gladly give someone the shirt off her back if they needed it. She volunteers in meal centers for those that are down on their luck most weekends and every holiday. Mikayla wants to do whatever she can to make the world a better place. Underneath the joyful personality, there is a part of Mika that is rather dark. Stemming from a background full of bullying and strict words from her family, Mikayla can be very self-deprecating and insecure. Even though she has won competitions for her food, Mika doesn't really believe she is good enough and deserves such kind words. When someone complements her or her cuisine, she is awkward and doesn't really know how to respond. Overall, Mika is a sweetheart culinary student with a bit of an anxious side.

Virtues: Sweetheart, kind, friendly, outgoing, artistic, creative, hard-working, determined
Vices: Perfectionist, a bit bossy in the kitchen, workaholic, insecure, puts self down
Quirks: Pulls her hair back into a ponytail whenever she is cooking or menu-planning, listens to Elton John or Billy Joel music to calm herself down and get in the zone
Fears: Failing her father, not doing enough, crumbling under the pressure, drowning/open water

BACKGROUND -

"I'm not the jaded kind.”​

Herstory: Mikayla was born into a large Italian family dedicated to food. Her father, his father before him, and so on were all chefs or various Mediterranean cuisines. As the youngest of three children and only daughter in her family, Mika grew up being both super protected by her brothers and constantly picked on by them. Though she loves her brothers dearly, the constant jabs set a sense of insecurity in Mikayla from a very young age. Her father, chef and owner of a popular, fairly famous Italian restaurant in Chicago, Illinois, was determined that his children would one day take over his business and continue his legacy. For this reason, he was fairly hard on his children, training them in the culinary arts from a very young age.

Although Mika was forced into the culinary arts, she had always loved it. Something about the mixture of creativity, art, and deliciousness on one plate intrigued her. Therefore, she was excited to be a chef one day. After elementary school, Mika and her siblings were enrolled in culinary arts based private schools until they graduated high school. As a child, Mikayla was slightly overweight. She was constantly bullied by her schoolmates for her weight. Combined with the strict parenting from her father at home, Mika's self-worth decreased exponentially. Mika hit absolute rock bottom in terms of her anxiety and insecurity during her last two years of high school. Her older twin brothers, Gabriel and Matteo, were accepted on full rides to Le Cordon Bleu, a prestigious culinary arts institute in Paris. However, when Mika applied, she was rejected. Immediately, Mika became a disappointment to her father and the entire family. He deemed her not good enough to ever make it in the culinary world and pretty much disowned her as a daughter.

Determined to prove her family wrong, Mikayla was accepted to NYU with a full ride. She began to work on herself, slimmed down, and focused solely on her career as a chef. Currently, Mika is the top student in her class and has won various competitions. She is a line cook/intern at the New York City restaurant, Bounty. Even though she is doing very well for herself, Mika's father still doesn't see value in her. She can count on one hand the amount of times she has spoken with anyone in her family in the few years since she began college. Nevertheless, Mika's goal is still to make her father and brothers proud of her one day.

EXTRAS -
Apartment: x | x
Pet: A Scottish Fold cat named Penelope
Vehicle: x
Relationships: Open/TBD

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[MadiRaiCat]

BASIC INFORMATION -

Name: Erik Jakobsen
Nickname: None
Age: 22
Gender: Cis-Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
D.O.B.: April 1st
Zodiac sign: Aries
P.O.B.: New York, NY
Major: Music Composition and Production

APPEARANCE -
Face Claim: Brendon Urie
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Hair Color: Brunette
Height/Weight: 5'9" (174 cm) / 150 lbs (68 kg)
Body Type: Slim, but toned
Tattoos/Piercings/Etc: x | x | x | x
Style: x | x | x | x

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Likes: Music (duh), computers, listening to vinyl records, playing piano and guitar, singing, writing sheet music, coffee, 24/7 diners, dogs, fried chicken
Dislikes: Hot weather, smoking, sand, musicians who have no real talent and are only famous because of some scandal or their level of attractiveness, autotune, olives

PERSONA -
Personality: Erik is absolutely 100% in love with music. For as long as he can remember, music has been one of the most important aspects of his life. Writing it, creating it, playing it, destroying it, Erik honestly can't get enough. He is inventive and innovative in nature, always wanting to create trends rather than follow them. He takes pride in what he does, and will happily play his music for as many people as possible. Success is important to Erik, and he will do whatever it takes to achieve it. His determination and tenacity bodes well for him since he wants to be in a cruel and unforgiving industry. With his clients, a.k.a. fellow students who want him to produce some music for them, he is very patient and does his best to help them. However, that doesn't mean he is entirely kind. Erik only expects the best and will not stop or let others stop until they get it. He can be very stubborn and even merciless when it comes to music production, sometimes so honest that it's brutal. In this sense, when Erik is frustrated, he can become a bit rash and act out.

Nevertheless, Erik really is a nice guy. Outside of his studio, he loves to meet new people and form new friendships. Going to open mic nights, poetry readings, and local concerts are a past time of his. He's always on the lookout for someone he can help out with recording, or inspiration for his next song. Erik is pretty into fitness and staying in shape. He goes on a run with his dog Ringo almost every day, and eats healthy as well. As an all-around artistic guy, he likes to draw and make pottery, though he tends to not tell many people about this for fear of being heckled. In that sense, Erik despises being ridiculed or made a fool of, and does everything in his power to avoid it.


Virtues: Patient, creative, helpful, honest (sometimes brutally so), trustworthy, tenacious, resilient
Vices: Stubborn, honest (remember that brutal thing?), merciless towards the musicians he produces, a bit rash
Quirks: Makes popping noises with his lips when he's trying to figure something out
Fears: Being made fun of, his transgressions coming to light, extreme heights

BACKGROUND -

"Didn't have a dime, but I always had a vision.”​

History: Erik was born in the great city of New York, New York to a couple who were and still are very deeply in love. His parents met at Julliard during their undergraduate years. His father was pursuing a degree in classical music composition while his mother was intent on becoming a ballerina for the New York City Ballet. As a final project for a music composition class they were both in, his mother and father were paired up and asked to create a five minute music and dance number to be performed for the class during finals week. The two immediately hit it off, both wondering how they hadn't noticed each other before that day. After the project was completed and performed, the two received the highest grade in the entire class. They were able to work together, almost as one really, and from that day forward were never apart.

Two years after their graduation, the couple decided to get married. His father began working at his dream job, a composer for the New York Philharmonic Orchestra whereas his mother was on cloud nine after passing her auditions and earning an apprenticeship with the New York City Ballet company. They lived together in a modest yet beautiful apartment in the Upper Eastside. About five years later, the couple welcomed a baby boy into their family. Erik was surrounded by music since the day of his birth. No really, his father made sure Chopin was playing in the room while his mother was in labor. From a very young age, Erik was taught to play multiple instruments, read and write music, and even dance in the contemporary style. He thrived in a musical setting, and was soon sitting alongside his father to help him write pieces.

In his teenage years, Erik began to explore other types of music outside of the classics he had always known. In his free time, he began experimenting with rock and pop music, much to the dislike of his parents. Nevertheless, they supported his hobbies and even bought him his first electric guitar and drum set. For Erik, the power of music was always in the emotion of the lyrics and the sounds. Though classical music was great, it wasn't the type of music he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. So after graduation from high school, much to the disappointment of his parents, Erik turned down a full ride scholarship to Julliard and instead attended NYU for a degree in music production.

While in college, he helps friends create and record their music, making a bit of a name for himself on campus and throughout the city's open mic nights. He created a recording studio in his apartment, slowing buying more and more equipment until the space is entirely decked out. Erik accepted an internship with Siren Records, a prominent record label in NYC. He helps produce music and in exchange, gets to use the studio every now and again for his own music. Though he didn't follow the path his parents had lay out for him, they are still extremely proud of Erik and what he has accomplished so far.

EXTRAS -
Apartment: x | x | x
Pet: A Chocolate Lab named Ringo
Vehicle: x
Relationships: Open/TBD

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[nymphadora.]

; ❛ i wish i dreamt in the shape of your mouth. ❜

NAME andrew turner.
NICKNAME drew.
GENDER cis-male.
ORIENT heterosexual.

AGE twenty three.
BIRTHDAY may 28th.
ZODIAC gemini.
MAJOR creative writing.

HEIGHT six foot.
EYES a dark olive green.
DIST. FEATURES a deep sheffield accent.
TATTOOS a smiley face on his right ankle and a frowning face on his left ankle.
MODS not applicable.
CLOSET a b c.

WORST TRAIT his recklessness, andrew's slight insomina could be considered also but he doesn't think it's a personality trait.
BEST TRAIT his imagination, it's his best tool besides his humour.
LIKES horror films, coffee, afternoon classes, winter.
DISLIKES the heat, assignments, cats (allergic), adulting.
REMINDS PEOPLE OF child-likeness and sugar.

BIOGRAPHY
↳ grew up as the second youngest of five boys in sheffield, england to a single mother.
↳ he was one of the more rambunctious of the children and keeping him still was a difficult feat.
↳ andrew was encouraged by his mother to explore his creative side, being an artist herself and began writing at a young age.
↳ between he and his mother, the two would share mixtapes together of their favourite songs.
↳ after his mother passed away when he was fourteen, andrew's uncle took guardianship and sent him to a military school to calm him down.
↳ long story short, it didn't work at all.
↳ he was kicked out at seventeen and his uncle was fuming.
↳ at the age of eighteen, andrew ran away from home with enough money in his name to attend university in new york.
↳ he works as a waiter at night and suffers from mild insomnia, but andrew doesn't tell anyone about that.

 

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age : twenty-two
zodiac : scorpio
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p.o.b : moscow, russia
face claim : stephen james [/div][/div][div class="pantonecap"][div class="trademark2"][/div][/div] [div class="pantonesubheader"]basics[/div] [/div]

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height : six foot, three inches
weight : one-hundred ninety-two lbs
hair : murky, dark blonde, usually smoothed back
eyes : a myriad of bluish green with hazel specks
figure : mesomorph, lean, athletic, broad-shouldered
tattoos too many to count
style : i. ii. iii. [/div][/div][div class="pantonecap"][div class="trademark2"][/div][/div] [div class="pantonesubheader"]appearance[/div] [/div]

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growing up in a harsh, rough, shady environment has molded elijah into a very independent individual with a strong sense of self-preservation. true to his pessimistic nature, elijah is also very much a brooder; while some may prefer viewing the world through rose-tinted glasses, elijah would much rather slip on some dark shades and view the world for what it really was: cruel and unforgiving.

misunderstanding and and judgement were common themes in elijah's past. as a result, elijah is fiercely protective of himself and for the people he cares about; he will not hesitate to use his bluntness and sharp, cutting honesty to do exactly that. he has a zero-tolerance policy for bullshit, and has no problem with calling it out. he is often described as stoic and cold, with a sarcastic, cynical flair, and most people, with a few exceptions of course, wouldn't appreciate his dark sense of humour or his dry, sardonic wit.

elijah is harder to read than most people; to many, he is a seemingly unsolvable puzzle, an enigma with secrets hiding within the shadowy depths of his gaze. when it comes to the other hand though, it's a different story - his intuition of others is usually sharp and accurate, and reading people can come as easily as breathing.

one of elijah's vices is his lack of patience, and with that, can come a nasty temper. elijah can also be very stubborn and painstakingly straight-forward- and once he makes up his mind, there is no changing it. in terms of virtues, elijah is a very sacrificing individual, especially when it comes to the people in his life. he is also fearless and very individualistic, with tremendous determination and drive.

and despite the harsh, derisive front he keeps putting on, there is a softer side to elijah. this side is much more down-to-earth and playful, with a mischievous and rather rebellious streak. being passionate and honest, elijah has no fear when it comes to facing challenges, and never backs down from a fight.

and so, elijah is more than just a pretty face you see on the covers of magazines - beneath the perfect good looks is a not-so-perfect person with a life-altering past an even more life-altering secret. [/div][/div][div class="pantonecap"][div class="trademark2"][/div][/div] [div class="pantonesubheader"]persona[/div] [/div]

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If one had the opportunity to describe elijah's childhood, words like cheerful, carefree, and innocent would be the last things on the list. in fact, one could say that a happy, go-lucky, normal childhood really never existed for elijah.

growing up in the Big Apple was never easy; the New York City elijah knew for most of his younger years was not the modern, metropolitan sophisticate image the city attempted to attach itself to - his world was not the majestically built cosmopolitan towers lining 5th Avenue, or the elegant streets and cafes that would edge Wall Street or Broadway. His world was made up of crumbling, brown-bricked apartments and grim, run-down, shady suburban neighborhoods with trash that lined the streets running almost as rampant as the crime rate.

it definitely was not much, but it was home.

and what was home exactly, you might ask? well, for elijah, it was a small white condo pressed in between other, desolate houses on a street that was never fully made, with an abusive drug addict for a father and a ghost for a mother, who had only managed to stay four sorry years of elijah's life before she passed.

elijah, however, was not alone in his struggles; he shared his joys and sorrows of childhood with his sister, katya, who was older by five years. they were inseparable as kids and did everything together. when their mother died, it was katya who taught elijah his very first bicycle lesson, who taught him how to climb his first tree, who taught him to read his very first book. they had looked out and cared for one another, unlike their father, who, at the time, was always too busy getting in trouble with the wrong side of the law and shooting himself up to forget the pain of losing his wife to take care of the children she left behind.

for a short time, their childhood was left relatively untouched. while his father spent most of his time being in and out of jail, elijah spent his days creating mischief with katya, reveling in naive, childhood rebellion and spirit. Spring and summers were spent playing on the streets and buying ice cream from the local store, with plenty of waterballoon and watergun fights to go around. Autumn was reserved for raking up monster leaf piles made for jumping into, while winter brought on an army of snowmen and snow angels alike, armed with sleds and snowballs.

at least, in the beginning.

as the years flew by, the protective veil of innocent, blissful ignorance of childhood was starting to disappear. the world began to reveal itself, in all it's cruel and unforgiving glory, not too long after elijah had turned nine years old. it was at this point when elijah first experienced his father's true anger and hatred in the form of a resentful, drunk, bitter screaming rant that terrified him to the core. elijah's father had been drinking and wallowing in his sorrows, the grief of losing his wife to disease only two years prior still all too fresh. elijah, who had just come from outside after a furious fight with katya on the subject of their mother and why no one was ever allowed to talk, or even mention her name, had made the mistake confronting his father on it. after a continuous stream of questions and prodding from elijah, his father finally snapped. all the grief and anger and frustration that had been simmering and pushed down by the lull of alcohol and drugs, had finally boiled over. his father threw himself into a furious, seething rant, all directed at his own son. if it hadn't been for katya, there would've been no doubt that elijah would've walked out of the room with more than just hurt feelings.

for the longest time, elijah avoided his father like the plague. the confrontation left him fearful, and confused beyond belief. the confusion had stayed as he grew older, and the fear had turned into something akin to anger, hidden deep within the recesses of elijah's soul. for the longest time, elijah never knew his father's love or attention, never knew what it felt to feel his father's embrace. he spent most of his later childhood avoiding his own father and keeping himself busy. katya, who was five years his senior and had tried her hardest to protect her little brother from their father all this time, knew the answer to all the why's and what's and how's to the situation. and the answer was simple.





elijah's father hated him.



why? elijah never knew.

but katya did. and to protect elijah, she never told him the devastating truth that told elijah his father hated him because elijah reminded the man of what he wanted to forget the most: their mother.
she wanted to protect him from that same exact truth, the bitter, blunt truth that told elijah his father hated him for something he couldn't possibly control, told him that because he had inherited the looks of a woman he barely remembered, the chance at a normal, healthy relationship he had with his only other living parent would be slim to none.

and so, after that incident, elijah was left in the dark with no answer, no reason why he had been denied the fatherly affection he grew to crave. the protective wall of blissful childhood ignorance was beginning to fall, letting in a series catastrophic elements that would lead elijah down a downward spiral, and ultimately, to his downfall.


the first catastrophic element was katya. as the years went by, elijah saw their relationship become all the more distant as katya began to focus on herself and her future; she took a rigorous part time job that left her working late at night and exhausted most of the time as she focused on her studies. finally, when she turned eighteen, she left, off to university in France, off to find a place for herself in the world, with promises that elijah would be moving in with her the second she had herself settled. but little did she know that it would by then, it'd be too late.

elijah was thirteen the year katya moved out. with katya gone, elijah had no protection whatsoever from the harsh elements of living life alone with his father. elijah had lost much that year; he had lost his sister to adulthood, he himself had lost the title of child, and now was entering the rocky terrain of teenhood. without katya to protect him, to shelter him, elijah that year was exposed to what it meant to live in one of the most violent, crim-ridden boroughs of New York City.

and that included his father - and his gang.



the gang was called Cobra's Blessing.
it's humble origins started a generation ago, in the young days of elijah's father. it was his father, along with his two older brothers, who had created the gang and it's accompanying street power and status in all it's glory, and as a result, the gang was everything to them; criminal culture was their culture, South Bronx's streets were their streets. they ruled with an iron fist, controlling a good portion of the drug traffick that went through South Bronx, making a name for themselves in the crime underworld.

but everything changed the moment elijah's father met the love of his life: elijah's mother. she was a beautiful, stunning woman, whose nature was as mysterious as her past. she was no ordinary woman; she was high-end, refined, and intelligent, and she had no intention of marrying a criminal. so elijah's father vowed to change, promised to leave his criminal past behind for a chance at a future with her.
and so, they got married.
but of course, as time went on, times got hard, and katya had appeared into their lives, elijah's father couldn't stick to his promises and struggled heavily with drug and alcohol addictions. despite his efforts, his familial ties to his criminal past haunted him as well, and this led to many fights. by the time elijah had turned five and his mother had developed breast cancer, elijah's father had no choice but to go back and face his brothers and ask for financial assistance to pay for medical bills, no matter how illegal it was. elijah's mother had furiously refused, telling his father that she would never accept the same money earned by destroying lives to save her own. but by then, it was too late.


elijah's mother died on the 18th of december, only weeks before christmas. with his wife gone, elijah's father only fell deeper into the rabbit hole, almost to the point where he could not get back up; not for himself, not for his wife, not for his own children. his criminal past haunted him yet again, and before long, he was being confronted by his older brothers, offering him a place beside them, as a way to make amends for past betrayals.
however, katya managed to reign her father in before he could accept, convince him to decline, and control him the same way her mother used to, sobering him up enough to handle a job to support the three of them. but things began to unravel the moment she moved out; elijah's father soon found himself in the toxic cycle again, picking up old habits and falling behind on bills, and losing his job. with no other choice and no one to stop him, elijah's father did the unthinkable and rejoined the Cobra's Blessing.

in the beginning, to elijah's naive, little mind, it was a mind blowing change. it shook him to his core, but as elijah grew accustomed, he began to realize that this is what he had been craving all along; the gang, it's members, gave elijah a sense of family, a sense of belonging that he had never experienced in his life before. this criminal organization, beneath all it's degeneracy, had presented him with an opportunity to live the way his father had lived in his youth as a way to finally reconnect, to finally be able to make up for the time he had never got to spend with him in his childhood.

from then on, elijah found himself whipped into the world of gang culture, his world revolving around everything his mother and his sister had stood against; drugs, violence, crime, alcohol; degeneracy of the lowest kind. what were once peaceful streets, became the grounds for brawls and shootouts. for the longest time, weed, women, and all out street warfare became a constant in elijah's life. as a result, elijah almost became no better than his father, picking up the same nasty habits, even going as far as developing an obsession with tattoos. all this, these series of catastrophic elements, led him to his very downfall.

it was a night like any other.

elijah came out of the casino, drunk as hell, acting as support for his father, who was twice as tipsy and higher than the heavens above. elijah's father harshly turned himself away from his son, and despite his intoxicated state, managed to stagger into the car by himself. elijah entered, fumbling with the keys, clenching his jaw as he finally found the key hole and started the engine. it rumbled to life, and elijah took to the steering wheel and began to drive.

the drive was silent, anger simmering in the air, dangerous anger fueled by alcohol and drugs. the tension thickened with each passing moment. what had happened at the casino became the elephant in the room, the unspoken thing that both were unwilling to bring up. the silence lasted only a few minutes before elijah was hit with the torrent of rage from his father, something that elijah was wholly used to at this point. elijah gripped his steering wheel, his temper beginning to flare as his father kept ranting. finally, elijah snapped and began to fight back; and soon, it was back and forth, argument after argument, insult after insult.



and that's all it took.



the accident was a brutal one.
elijah had woken up in the hospital only to discover that he had been in a coma for months and was diagnosed with a severe case of anterograde amnesia. the nurse came up to him, gently giving him a note and left. elijah, confused beyond belief, opened the note, and began to read.

Eli,​

I know things must be really confusing right now, but don't worry. We'll explain everything once you get better. -Kat​

too many more questions were raised than questions answered; where has she been? why? does she know what happened to me? who's we?

shortly after his full recovery, elijah soon came to discover the truth of it all; the why's and what's and how's to the whole situation would all be answered by none other but katya, his long-lost sister who abandoned him for a career in France as a successful fashion designer. katya presented him the reason why she had included a 'we' in her letter - this certain reason came in the form of a sharply dressed, wizened old man. His name was Graham Bancroft, CEO of a lucrative, multi-billion dollar clothing brand company, who wielded power not only on the surface world, but had a powerful influence and roots in the New York crime underworld.

the man told elijah that he had come in honour of a certain favour he owed to elijah's mother in the past, and because of that, he had been keeping a close eye on elijah and his sister for a very long time. as it turns out, elijah had matured to be exactly what the CEO was looking for, and as a result, he was willing to offer elijah a once-in-a-lifetime chance to 'wipe away clean the slate'.

becoming the face of the Crimson Rose Ltd.





did elijah really have a choice?

no, he really didn't, and despite the fact that elijah could see straight through all the little white lies and knew that this man only saw him as a potential money-making machine, he did not have the luxury to deny such an offer. he had nothing left - his father was nowhere to be found, the gang was long gone by now, and he knew that even if he could deny such an offer, he knew Graham Bancroft wouldn't let him go that easily. there would be consequences.



and so on his eighteenth birthday, he begrudgingly signed a contract that sealed his fate.
some would call it a blessing, a miracle, or just a once-in-a-lifetime chance. to elijah, it's nothing but a curse, a malediction forcing him into being just another pretty face on the face of a magazine to escape a past he can't even remember. [/div][/div][div class="pantonecap"][div class="trademark2"][/div][/div] [div class="pantonesubheader"]history[/div] [/div] [/div][/div] [/div][/div][/div]