#/this is literally the only bio that has been thought out fully hehe

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BASICS full name; camille rose o'connell / age; 25/50 / species; vampire / nicknames; brave bartender, cami, tbd / gender; cis-female / prounouns; she/her / sexuality; pansexual / marital status; single / occupation; tbd

PERSONALITY the label; the soiled dove / positive traits; empathic, astute, adaptable, altruistic, candid, compassionate, eloquent, gentle, pragmatic, resilient, studious / negative traits; self-destructive, brazen, finicky, impetuous, opinionated, sly, stoic / sign; pisces

FAMILY parents; patrick o'connell - father (alive), catherine o'connell - mother (deceased) / sibling(s); sea o'connell - twin brother (deceased) / other; kieran o'connell - uncle (deceased)

BACKGROUND

tw: abandonment, death, abuse

-Camille Rose O'Connell was born March 17th, 1988 and she wasn’t alone. On that same day only a few minutes later her twin brother, Sean, was born. Patrick and Rose, two newly weds, were overwhelmed with two babies at once which led to a rocky upbringing. So the two grew close, often counting on only each other for support and comfort. Her father, a war veteran, was drafted a few years after the two were born. He came back with PTSD, something that he didn’t receive much help for. From then on, Cami became interested in Psychology.

-In school Cami stuck to her books, hoping her smarts would make up for her families lack of money. This ended up working in her favor when she was accepted to a nice college that helped her get on the right path for a degree in Psychology. Her brother decided to follow their families long duty of priesthood. So the two ended up splitting for the first time since birth, one going to Chicago and the other to New Orleans.

-At first, it felt like life was looking up so instead of waiting for the other shoe to drop she attempted to finally live her life. It however did drop, one night she got a phone call from her uncle Kieran. He was distraught and confused saying that Sean had murdered nine people and right after killed himself. This shattered all plans for college and she quickly packed up and made her way to New Orleans. Deep down she knew there was something mysterious about his death

-New Orleans ended up being a place that Cami adored despite the obvious darkness that loomed over the streets. After a few weeks of not finding much about why Sean did what he did, she ended up getting a job as a bartender at Rousseau’s. A few months after that she enrolled in a graduate program to continue her degree. Life seemed to go on as normal as it could and each day she learned nothing new about what happened to her brother.

-Then Elijah Mikaelson walked into her bar and ordered a drink. He spoke about his troubles and woes, so she decided to let him know his brother was narcissistic and paranoid. Soon after that she was introduced to Klaus who compelled her to give Marcel, a man she often served at the bar, a chance for a possible date. That date led to a series of events that ended up helping her understand what really happened to her brother. With now being aware of the supernatural world that lurked not only in the streets but in her family history, she was able to understand why it felt as if she was always doomed.

-The supernatural world ended up being one that she happened to feel at home with. Turns out, her family had a long history of taking care of dark objects. These objects helped humans against different beings. It felt as if this world was where she belonged. But her involvement in that world was dangerous. It was never safe for her and that became apparent when she was compelled by Aurora de Martel to kill herself once Klaus admitted he loved her.

-Becoming a vampire brought out apart of Cami, she hoped would never return. She became more impulsive and her anger bubbled into something much harder to control with heightened senses. It took some time, but with the help of her close friends she was able to come back from it. However, it was just in time to meet her death by Lucien.

-Death didn’t last forever and she wasn’t exactly sure how that happened. One day she awoke in a coffin as a violent storm raged over New Orleans. As she walked the windy streets, barefoot, she realized something horrible had happened. So she made her way to the only place she knew would be untouched, the Mikaelson compound.

-when returning from the dead, it became apparent that inadu had brought her back. so she joined forces with hayley marshall and began to investigate the best they could. for months it felt as if the two were on the right track, but hayley's daughter ingrid ended up being tricked which resulted in the hybrids death. right before hayley died, she made cami promise to look over her children. something that has been proven to be difficult since they are all so heartbroken and filled with rage over their parent's deaths.

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* lili reinhart, female + she/her  | you know evan cahill, right? they’re twenty-four, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, their whole life? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to whatta bitch by the regrettes like, a million times this year, which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole heirloom leather jacket, worn down soft and cracked at the elbows, hard, biting scoff that comes from deep in the chest, and driving home in the dead of the night, having to deny the call of the nearest interstate exit thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is june 24, so they’re a cancer, which is unsurprising, all things considered.

hi.

hehe ooc intro first. my name is liz (she/they, 23, est) and i’m just simply cheesed to meet you.... i’m playing three muses after a hiatus so please forgive me when these are all unintelligible drivel. i would love to plot with everyone after i force myself to finish these. i have a little Pinterest especially for this group here and if it tickles your fancy i would love to make plot at auld liz syne#2288 on discord.com :D without further ado here’s queen bitch.... gorgest baby who can do no wrong and Him coming soon.

basics.

full name:  evangeline rae cahill. answers exclusively to evan. birthday:  june 24, 1996. big three:  cancer sun, capricorn moon, aries rising. sexuality:  bisexual. occupation:  bartender. student (nursing). neighborhood: grew up in lilac ridge, now has an apartment in delphinus heights.

bio.

evan’s parents got married as if to prove a point. they were young and barely knew each other, but they thought they’d be the perfect match, a classic opposites attract. her father was a business student and her mother was studying holistic healing when they met in charlotte. he got her to take her life seriously and she got him to let loose. they moved to irving together after three months of dating because with them, everything always had to be hard and fast (they’re where evan learned it). it felt like a nice middle ground for them and it wasn’t long before they got married and had evan, before her father got involved in local business, before her mother took up a handful of odd jobs to pass the time ---- and something of an affair.

her parents divorce was messy. she was barely three at the time, so she doesn’t remember the moment itself, but the aftershocks of it have rang through her entire life. her father didn’t take the news well, her mother claimed it was all his fault for ignoring her for work anyway, and evan became a casualty of the whole thing. even now, twenty some-odd years later, they can barely stand each other and evan’s always been acutely aware of it. on the one hand, their open vitriol towards one another always made sure she knew she wasn’t the cause of their misery. but it did often times make her wonder if she was just a symptom of it, some reminder of the other person and the fact that they would never truly be able to shake one another.

she grew up living full time with her mother and step-father (her former lover, who she’d surprisingly go on to be married to til this day) and splitting time with her father, who’d go on to remarry and start a new family when she was ten. her home with her mother and step-father and their motley crew began to feel like the family she would willingly claim, as her father made less time for her and she began to feel less at home with his picture perfect family. her real home was messy and chaotic, but it’s where she felt she belonged.

because at her home, in lilac ridge, things weren’t normal, but they were never boring. her mother remained a free spirit and her step-dad much better matched that about her. things got volatile from time to time, but somehow, they always pulled it together. evan almost thought it was cute, in a kind of messed up way.

but regardless of how she felt about her family, there was something about it that set her aside. word travels fast in a town like irving, and while it never brought her ill in lilac ridge, her mother’s reputation and affair didn’t do her much well with her father’s new suburban friends, or the children of the more gossipy pta parents. it made her feel like something of an outsider: not only was she a bit of a weird kid, but her family’s drama was on display for the whole town to give their point of view on. but rather than shrink away from the judgement, she decided to lean into it. if half the town was ready to believe she was the rowdy daughter of this family so far gone, she’d show them just how much that she could be. because sometimes it’s easier embrace what they want you to be than try and rage against it. if you can convince yourself that reputation is all of your doing, in your control, it’s not a weapon that can be used against you anymore. it’s one you can harness to raise a little hell.

so evan made herself an outsider in middle and high school, by design. her plan had worked, she’d gone from weird girl who cared about people understanding her to fully written off and free to live her life as she wanted. it was lonely, but she convinced herself it was freeing. she spent a lot of time reading, heckling her classmates, starting her fair share of fights, and really digging deep into music. it started with rifling through the old vinyls her mom and step-dad had stowed away, then progressed to scribbled lyrics in the margins of her notes, to really and truly getting invested in writing and performing. she burned through her fair share of bands back in the day, because she knows what sound she wants and believes in it so strongly and is literally unwilling to compromise because something inside of her is broken. but music really was the thing that got her through being irving’s little lone wolf.

she had big plans her senior year. she was going to move to nashville, get close to music, and make it big, obviously. she was gonna make it solo and submit herself to stand among the greats: the pattis and nicos and sister rosettas. she was gonna shake whatever preconceived notions irving had for her, even if they were ones she had come to embrace, and get to make a life for herself that wasn’t tainted by her mother’s actions.

but life gets in the way. after she graduated, she worked some odd jobs before she settled into bartending for a quick buck while she tried to get her music career off the ground, but it never clicked like she wanted it to. and she knows that giving up after a few years at it isn’t the way to make it work, but she had bills to pay and a real life to start living. so she decided to go back to school and get a degree in nursing, something she’s genuinely proud of, but it doesn’t keep it from feel like settling. she tries to balance it all: music, school, work, being a menace to the kind folk of irving, but she feels like she’s losing her edge, losing what makes her feel like herself, and always served as a protective shell.

plotting ideas.

step-siblings via her dad!

enemies!

ex band mates, from all the bands she was apart of before being a mean control freak about the music they played got her ass kicked out!

other rowdy girls that she does actually like!

frequent patrons of fannie’s!

hookups!

maybe an almost relationship, from when she let herself not be hateful for 20 minutes and then changed her mind.

maybe someone she dated way too intensely for a little bit, in a way only weird kids can, but since they’ve broken up they’ve kept a decent friendship.

anything literally anything!