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hi lovelies. i’ve had a migraine for five days straight so i’ve been slow with getting into the swing of things. i’m gonna take a crap load of advil again and see how i’m feeling after i get home from work. if i am not dead i will definitely hit some of you guys up for plotting and maybe post an open starter ( and reply to some <3 ) thanks for being patient with me
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aries walked out of the entrance that lead to the football stadium, a small smile on her face. the football team had won another football game, this one being their fourth in the row and fourth in the season. the cheer squad did amazing too, getting the crowd riled up and keeping the team motivated.
she walked the short treck through the empty parking lot, everyone now long gone. but, she felt someone walking behind her, hell, she could almost hear the slight noise their shoes were making. so, she stopped in her tracks and turned around. “the fuck do you want?”
a quirked eyebrow indicates a sale gone well ( there was something very outdated about a handshake ), and not a moment later elle is counting benjamins using manicured fingernails. she eyes the male up and down, wondering if it would have been appropriate to inquire as to his ...odd taste in location for the exchange, but the redhead decides against it, hoping to find out for herself.
bidding him adieu and slipping the money into the pocket of her coat, elle turns on her heels, then saunters toward her vehicle, simultaneously exiting the shadows. she made note of the other woman – took a moment to scan her; was she staring? probably. the other’s forceful inquiry perhaps warranted, still came as a surprise to her. “relax, hon. just passing through.”
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⋆ ◦ ° ☾ madelaine petsch + cisfemale + she/her — have you met eleanor ‘elle’ fawn? they are a twenty four old known around town as the tempest. they’ve been in the gang life for 6 years, and currently work for the savages as a drug dealer. they are a homosexual leo, which means they are confident + loyal, as well as brazen + possessive. money bands, pastel pink knives, pleated skirts. × raven. twenty one. she/her. pst. ×
hi lovelies! my name is raven. wuddup. this is elle, fawn, elly, eleanor, she has lots of names, she will love whatever you call her. im just recovering from a sickness so i apologize for my slow start to things. if you would like to plot or chat pls let me know and i can give you my discord ❀
meet eleanor fawn, birthed to a mother who had no clue what she was doing and was way too young to take care of a baby. eleanor was raised by her grandparents in l.a. under the impression that her birth mother was her sister despite her never being present
life was pretty swell for her, despite her inability to retain friends. after a two minute conversation with her you will understand why. tangents and unrelated topics are her forte. elle has always been a little bit awkward.
her grandparents died when she was 18, and along with them their chance to tell elle the truth about her lineage.
clearing out the house, elle found her birth certificate inside of a dusty box in the attic and was shocked to say the least. distraught and enraged, elle denounced her family and moved as far away as she could afford with pocket change, valdez, colorado
no job, no money, no family or friends, lead her to be scouted by the savages as a drug dealer.
not your average burner phone, back-alley dealer! elle takes pride in only dealing with the good stuff. pastel pills in cute shapes, handing out free samples to potential clientele and bringing in a big payday to her bosses. her purpose was located in making a name for herself as a reliable and ‘honorable’ dealer for the savages.
now she spends her time spending money, sampling her own product and partying. her full-time job is dealing. anything you need, from weed to the hard stuff.
elle is big into fashion and has a thing for collecting custom made weaponry.
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