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FOR: @aramonta

standing half-nude in front of the window of the lotus hotel in the middle of downtown sora heart srisevok lit a cigarette. she shook out her hair, seemingly undeterred by the thought of someone looking up and seeing her there. she shifted tugging a white sheet up around her body and taking a long drag. behind her the covers had been all but shoved off the bed and her clothes laid in a pile by the nightstand. a three-thousand dollar dress crumpled on the floor like a used napkin. she'd have to take it to the dry cleaners after this - she hated chores. the tip of her cigarette burned red and heart turned back from the window leaning on a burnished mahogany dresser. "you're getting better at that." she said though her tone remained unimpressed. she tapped out the ashes from a polished finger onto the carpet and gave a feline smile. "almost makes me want to see you again."

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FOR: @deusmort1s

if heart was so inclined to go through every mistake, reckless decision, and stupid choice in her life lux's visage would be plastered in every memory associated there within. it had been an idiotic venture, a whirlwind - not a relationship, neither of them were capable of such a feat - a something that made her flush with regret and anger. she'd never be that girl again, spread out in someone's ten year old sheets smelling like bourbon and bad choices. but god, or the universe, or karma enjoyed haunting her with specifically good comedic timing. like lux's rugged, handsome face darkening the doorway of her office as she was on her knees rooting through a file cabinet. her face dropped expression suddenly and completely exhausted. she prayed a silent fuck you to whatever god was listening and made a beeline for the bottle of tequila on her desk. she would need to be inebriated for this conversation. "i thought for sure someone would have shanked you in prison." she said in way of a greeting. the sequins on her blue dress glinted in the neon lights glowing through the pane glass window that watched over the club's dance floor. there was a slight, near imperceptible tremble to her hand as she poured the tequila into a glass and downed it in one swift movement. she finally looked at lux brown eyes narrowed in suspicion. "there's still time though"

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FOR: @astral1s

if heart was upset about her lack of company nestled in the corner of an overflowing tea garden she didn't show it. she sat ankles neatly crossed tapping the ashes of a cigarette into a small jade tray as tea steeped dutifully alongside it. the air reeked of jasmine and ginger and heart's sunglasses glinted off the pearlescent railing, red lipstick stamped in perfect array upon her mouth. if she had wanted someone here they would have been. perfectly boring her with idle conversation about so-and-so's nose job or whoever was having an affair with their boss, or their maid, or their partner's best friend. instead she rested her chin on her knuckles and took a long drag from her cigarette smoke billowing around her hand. as she turned back towards the doorway a feline smile slipped over her mouth. "cesar!" she said more like predation than a proper greeting. "i didn't expect to see you here. you look handsome. hot date?" she pushed her sunglasses up her head and leaned back in her chain. "just don't forget to wrap it up. unless you're shooting blanks that is - no judgment." she took a long sip of her tea simmering in the relish of petty meanness. "what are you up to?"

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despite the relative exclusivity of nexos once you were in heart was easy to find. painted bright red among a sea of cream and silver nestled in a back booth she sat - a benevolent queen to her kingdom, if only slightly temperamental. manicured nails tapped swiftly on the screen of her phone her expression turning perturbed as another whoosh of a text message sounded. the woman next to her shifted lips detaching from the side of her neck but heart made no move to win her attention back. even if she left now there would always be another woman waiting for a seat next to her in the booth - convinced that she would be the one to lock down whatever fortune heart had amassed as the owner of nexos. unfortunately, her type seemed to run along the lines of deadbeat and doomed but she'd beat that out of herself soon enough. the woman said something that sounded vaguely like bitch and left just in time for heart to look up at zakir - a smear of lipstick remained along her neck. she didn't deign to set her phone down, just tilted her head curiously. "why would it?" excepting the curfew nexos normally held a twenty-four hour schedule. it was an elysium of sex, substances, and whatever fantasies your mind could conjure up. "i know how to make the most of a limiting situation."

CLOSED STARTER from the perspective of ZAKIR SETHUPATHI ( rapper / interpreter / informant - - associated with The Golden Tears ) for HEART SRISEVOK ( @citiesborn )

As a rapper - and up-and-coming star - Zakir found it much easier to roam between the neighbourhoods of New Jakarta without getting the wrong kind of attention - even if he still worried about it. Now that Sora was no longer under a curfew, Zakir had made sure to visit Nexos the first night he didn't have a show.

He showed his face here constantly, among the city's partying elite. Either he'd get some shows out of it, some clout, or he'd pick up conversations that would serve his employer from the Golden Tears well.

With a huge smile he ordered his regular - a drink with zero percent alcohol but that smelled of it anyway - and found himself soon in company of the place's owner. Her elegant appearance always easy to spot, moving through the space with determination. He could only respect such attitude. "I hope the club didn't loose too much during the curfew," he said, with genuine concern.

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THAT ‘70S SHOW (1998-2006) 8.08, “Good Company”

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Breakfast at Tiffany's (1961) dir. Blake Edwards

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tag dump

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HEART SRISEVOK, THE OWNER OF NEXOS NIGHTCLUB

OOC INFORMATION

your alias, timezone, & pronouns: rainie, est, she/her muse’s name: heart srisevok tagging system link: tbd. [ baifern pimchanok, cis-woman, she/her ] Look who just landed! CHALIDA “HEART” SRISEVOK, I sure hope you packed all you need. Perhaps you’re not worried as THE OWNER of NEXOS NIGHTCLUB. The city has plenty of spots for a 33 year old HUMAN like you. You’ll be known in the city soon enough as THE HEDONIST, being CHARISMATIC and NARCISSISTIC. ( rainie, 23, EST, removed for discretion )

STATISTICS

full name: chalida zhong, heart srisevok nickname: while "heart" was originally a nickname she legally changed her named to heart upon arrival to mars. date of birth: may 27th, 2372 gender: cis female pronouns: she/her sexual orientation: lesbian romantic orientation: lesbian current age: thirty-three modification: human affiliation: nexos nightclub birthplace: new york city, new york, earth current neighbourhood: sora occupation: owner of nexos nightclub, information broker known languages: english, thai, mandarin

TRADITIONAL BIOGRAPHY

WHEN CHALIDA ZHONG FLEES EARTH in the dead of night she has three things in her bag. 1. twenty-thousand dollars in liquidated bills, a handle of kentucky bourbon - aged twenty years, and a pair of bedazzled dior sunglasses. when she lands on mars chalida zhong is dead and heart srisevok is born. raised on the upper east side of manhattan heart's childhood was a heady mix of swedish boarding schools, lunches at le bernandin, and sneaking out of the marble penthouses her father kept at different points in the city. her mother, much like her daughter was a bored socialite who had even less interest in having a daughter than she did in being married. her father was old money - fortune 500 conglomerates and caviar for breakfast. and in the middle of it all a young chalida desperate for some sort of attention. but her father's attention is domineering at the best of times and cruel at the worst. still she acts out, lashes out at anything she can - ruins business dinners and ends up on the cover of the social papers in handcuffs. when she was eighteen he demanded this behavior come to an end. she was getting married whether she wanted to or not. from that point on it became near impossible to leave the house. heart knew that just leaving new york wouldn't be far enough. so she liquidated her trust fund shoved what she could in boxes and bags and bought herself a first class ticket to mars. after she landed she shook off her old name. taking on her mother's maiden name and the nickname she'd had growing up. she quickly blew through her trust fund partying and in need of quick cash began escorting. due to heart's life in new york high society she blended seamlessly into the upper echelons of sora. her rates skyrocketed and more than money she began collecting information. by twenty-four heart had blackmailed her way into the upper ranks of sora. she'd amassed enough money to quite escorting entirely and opened nexos. it wasn't enough to run the most successful nightclub in new jakarta though. rumors ran through the place like water so heart gave her staff an objective. hear something? come tell her and reap a healthy bonus on top of an already generous salary. heart developed a reputation for knowing things. after all who wouldn't trust a beautiful woman in a pair of designer heels? what could she possibly do to betray some man who thought himself far more intelligent and savvy than her. for the right price she'd tell you the rumor she heard. of course if you wanted to thank her by sending her some sort of gift she'd never be upset by that.

INSPIRATIONS

pinterest: right here quote: "i will always be the virgin prostitute, the perverse angel, the two faced sinister and saintly woman." -anais nin. label: the hedonist tropes: ethical slut, loveable alpha bitch, hard-drinking party girl media parallels: samantha jones ( sex & the city ), faye valentine ( cowboy bepop ), brooke davis ( one tree hill ), ramona vega ( hustlers ) theme song: crazy girls by toopoor

PERSONALITY

positive traits: charismatic, intelligent, effervescent, loyal neutral traits: cynical, unconstrained, honest, outspoken negative traits: selfish, vindictive, narcissistic, jealous peeves: boring people, business meetings, slow walkers fears: spiders, being forgotten, her father skills: manipulation, drinking a whole bottle of top shelf tequila without dying, bitching goals: to become so rich and powerful she's untouchable

APPEARANCE

faceclaim: baifern pimchanok height: 5'5 eye colour: brown hair colour: brown clothing style: heart prefers skirts and dresses over pants. her clothes tend to be especially tight, revealing, and daring. she's typically the most overdressed person in the room and doesn't wear many shoes aside from heels and the occasional pair of boots. she's an admitted shopaholic with an enviable closet of designer clothes. jewelry: much like her clothing heart has an extensive collection of jewelry she cycles through based on her outfits. she's not particularly attached to any of the pieces tattoos: a small sun on her left hip fragrance: some variant of expensive designer perfume

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    —   ⁺  𝐁𝐀𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐏𝐈𝐌𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐊  ,  1992  [ #502 GIFS ]  LHONG FAI  /  baifern pimchanok is thai & is of chinese descent, please cast accordingly and use appropriately. all of the gifs have been created from scratch by me. to access the gifs please click the source link. do not edit, claim as your own or add into your own hunts! time and effort were spent into making these gifs, a like or a reblog would be much appreciated!

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[ baifern pimchanok, cis-woman, she/her ] Look who just landed! CHALIDA “HEART” SRISEVOK, I sure hope you packed all you need. Perhaps you’re not worried as THE OWNER of NEXOS NIGHTCLUB. The city has plenty of spots for a 33 year old HUMAN like you. You’ll be known in the city soon enough as THE HEDONIST, being CHARISMATIC and NARCISTIC. ( rainie, 23, EST, removed for discretion )

00000 - - INTERVIEW INCOMING - - - 001

001101 1- - ARE you A LOCAL OF MARS OR HAVE you LANDED HERE RECENTLY? WHAT IS your OPINION OF THE CITY OF NEW JAKARTA? - 00011011

In the swinging pendulum of yellow light Heart Srisevok seemed utterly disinterested. She examined a chip in her nail polish lips curling meanly. This was typical, the bravado from the overseers who were always far too interested in her business practices. She’d never cared what they did with the city so long as they left her alone but at this point it seemed impossible to leave her in peace. Even offering entry to Nexos hadn’t swayed them out of their mission, total buzzkills. She kept her face placid as she looked up at them red lipstick cutting sharply along the line of her mouth. 

“I consider myself a local now. I’ve been here for fifteen years.” She’d come to MARS the second she turned eighteen - stolen quite a chunk out of her trust fund to do it. Still it seemed even another planet wasn’t far enough away from her father. If she was lucky she’d never speak to him again - but she’d never been a lucky kind of woman. 

0101022 - - ARE you AWARE OF THE CRIMINAL CIRCUIT OF NEW JAKARTA? WOULD you BE WILLING TO INFORM THE OVERSEERS IF you SEE ANYTHING OUT OF THE ORDINARY? - 001200

Heart’s eyes rolled of their own volition, dark and dismissive. Of course she knew, she wasn’t a fool. But the endless attempts to tie her to some sort of criminal organization had become tiresome. Everything she did was perfectly legal she made sure of that. Heart simply knew things and the people who worked for her knew things. If someone wanted to grant her a gift for the helpfulness of her information she would never turn down someone’s goodwill. She’d inform the OVERSEERS of anything for the right price. Her heels clicked against the aging concrete floor echoing in little pricks of sound. 

“Of course I’m aware.” She drawled as if the question were beneath her. “But I would never be involved in something that sordid. All of my business practices are legal and above board. You can look at my books yourself.” Her demeanour was saccharine enough get sick on. She leaned forward a fist tucked under her chin. “I’m a law-abiding citizen after all. If there was something to tell I’d come straight to you.”

000111311 - - HAVE you BEEN TESTED FOR ANY TRACES OF SIGHIR? HAVE your TESTS ON THE VIRUSES COME BACK CLEAN? - 0012133

Heart scoffed annoyance writhing up her spine. She spent an ungodly amount of money in order to evade any sort of regular testing. God knows what they’d find in her system - a healthy amount of any drug available for street use and enough alcohol to take out a whole squad of overseers. When she’d run from Earth in the dead of night with a trust fund and a bag full of designer clothes and shoes to her name she hadn’t anticipated how different it would be upon landing. Cybernetic enhancements and drugs she couldn’t even have dreamed up. There was no chance of her being SIGHIR that was certain and she didn’t allow viruses in the club. Her smile was wicked as she spoke. 

“All my tests were negative. But you can check my papers if you like - you seem terribly interested in me.”

0113114 - - DO you HAVE ANYTHING TO DECLARE? WEAPONS, AUGMENTATIONS, MECHANICAL PARTS OR AI-RELATED APERTURE? - 0012444

“A lady doesn’t tell her secrets so easily.” The OVERSEERS were unamused staring back at her with an unexcitable impatience. Heart paused teeth catching on her lip and leaned back in the chair legs tilted forward. 

“Besides my face I don’t think anything on my person could be potentially dangerous.” She laughed brightly. “Can I go now? I have a hair appointment at two I don’t want to miss. Lorenzo charges awful late fees.” This was the game - play the glittering, tequila-scented party girl and leave them none the wiser about the HEXTECH stored in the closets of Nexos or the gun safe in her apartment.