#decades:intro

[leocxhen-blog]

( joe keery / male / he/him ). leonardo ‘leo’ cohen wasn’t expecting to be given a second chance at life. the twenty four year old was originally born in the 1970s in portland, oregon. one thing they remember from their past is a half smoked joint. they’ve been described as being easy-going and unmotivated but that is to be expected since they are a pisces.

admin hannah here showing up true to Leo fashion, late to the party as usual. But anyways, this is my son. He is such a dork but he was a big inspo for putting this group together so I hope you like him. So yeah below I listed a couple plots I’d like filled, but also keep in mind most of these have to be people from same decade and city so. For everything else we can totally form things as the rp goes on. Ok groovy, here we go.

he is a blend of eric foreman and kelso, well he also has some hyde in him I suppose. but yeah mostly a dork like eric but thinks he is smooth and a little dim like kelso. 

he isn’t the smartest but he isn’t exactly dumb? he just thinks of things in a different way, if that makes sense?

he usually has a joint on him, in fact he woke up with half a joint behind his ear.

he has great hair.

you think he is a ladies man but he is also a huge dork

he is v protective of his friends, like his clique man ( think they basement buddies from that’s 70′s show ) * wanted connection anyone

he tries to act cool but he is still a bit of a softie

he is easy going and gets along with most people

he is a rad 70′s dude

his parents were old school and waited more for him but he always wanted to lowkey be a musician or writer of some sorts.

he is v shy about his writing and music so if you hear it you ARE SPECIAL to him, another possible wc?

also I’ll just end with a wanted connection of a possible fwb type?? where the girl is his best bud sister, so they hooked up a couple times and we can talk more about how and when etc, but yeah mssg me. 

that’s all for now folks.

[charlesjwilson-blog]

hi yall... im maddy and this is my trash boi w emotional issues, charles!! im sorry this took so long to get out (its hell week but i couldnt resist joining...) but it’s here now!!! edit: also like this if you're maybe interested in plotting??? i forgot to add that!!

( dane dehaan / male / he/him ). charles joseph wilson wasn’t expecting to be given a second chance at life. the thirty year old last remembers living in the 1920s in paris, france. one thing they remember from their past is a pair of gold wire glasses. they’ve been described as being intelligent and closed off, but that is to be expected since they are a pisces

homophobia tw below!!!

alright number 1 charles is very gay!! he was actually born and raised in england but after he was harassed and persecuted for his sexuality, he fled to france. “sodomy” wasn’t illegal in france which made it a lot easier for charles to learn who he was. however, it still wasn’t celebrated in certain circles, so he still had some problems. he also struggled (and still struggles with) internalized homophobia and heterosexism ): especially because his family disowned him for his sexuality and not marry the girl they essentially arranged for him

he believed himself to be a writer and an artist, with a particular passion for poetry, like many people in france during this era. it was like a resurgence of the bohemian revolution, the “années folles” as it was called. it was a celebration after the first world war, similar to the roaring twenties in america. charles thrived off of this even though it was difficult to find funding with so many other artists and creators around him.

tbh i haven’t decided how he first died, so that will have to come later. anyways!! this is him!! he’s very intelligent but because of his internalized homophobia and introverted nature, he comes off as cold and often uses a sense of superiority to distance himself from a lot of people. he’s very very soft inside, like a lil crab body. ok. yes thank u !

[willcrd-blog]

hey, everyone ! my name’s alfie and i’m from the EST. my hobbies include school, the gym... and that’s pretty much it until summer.  since i’m new here, i’m going to introduce my muse, pvt. willard elsner. below the cut will be his introduction and if you’d like to learn more, feel free to hit me up ! and if you want to plot, please like this post and i’ll come to you.

( nick robinson / cismale / he/him ). willard elsner wasn’t expecting to be given a second chance at life. the twenty-one year old last remembers living in the 1940s in guadalcanal, solomon islands. one thing they remember from their past is an inexpensive locket containing priceless photos. they’ve been described as being benevolent and trusting, but that is to be expected since they are a libra. (ooc: alfie, 17, est, he/him)

will was born on october 12, 1921 in a barrington, illinois barnhouse to a loving mother and father. at the time, barrington was mainly a farming town and the elsners were no stranger to farming. in fact the barn that willard was born in has been passed down through the generations until about the 60s when the farm went bankrupt and his parents retired.

on the farm its pretty much a little ecosystem, they have different animals and various crops so they can have multiple revenue sources.

the family never really experienced the jazz age, but they also didn’t get hit much by the great depression once that hit. barrington was basically its own country. it had its own rules and economy.

until will’s younger sibling was born in 1936/1937, will was an only child and as such got both spoiled and was forced to work the hardest of the three. when the chicago world fair of 1933 came, he got to go. but as soon as he got home that night he had to milk the cows basically had to stay up all night making up for the fair days.

he was homeschooled for all his life and while that seems like a bad decision, his mother had gone to school for teaching and was able to give him the essentials that he needed in life. in fact she’s the reason he’s smart for his time and loved to read. sure, he didn’t have many aspirations, but he had hobbies and he knew what he’d do in the future; take over the farm.

the kid was pretty popular in his town because he was easy to get along with. if you ever met him you’d know he was the sweetest thing you’d meet and he helped when he could. some would say he’s overly willing to help others before taking care of himself... regardless, the kid was sociable and if he had not gone to war he could have been mayor.

but, that’s now what happened. after the events of pearl harbor, will wanted to join the war. he’d heard about it in the news for so long that he wanted to help the side he knew to be right (like his father). when it was finally a thing he could do without losing his citzenship, there was no question in his mind. his parents didn’t want him to go to war so in december of 1941, he snuck out of the house and enlisted in the marines.

after bootcamp and all he had to do, he was sent out to fight in what is now known as the “guadalcanal campaign”. there was his first and last assignment as towards the end of the conflict, on december 05, 1942, he passed away because he strayed away from his base camp and was caught by a japanese soldier spying on the group.

oh yeah so from a young age he knew he wasn’t straight but he figured it wasn’t significant and “a phase” so he did have a girlfriend back at home he only liked as a close friend and he hasn’t thought more about it since he was a young teen.

now that he’s in the modern era he’s refused to wear anything but nicer clothes. sure he bought them from a local thrift shop because he doesn’t have money, but he still looks like he stepped out of his decade. he also refuses to get any other tech besides a flip phone. he got a job at the local plant/seeds store since that’s one of the only things he knows and the owner has let him stay in the backroom as part of his payment since they figure he’s homeless so he has nowhere better to go. he is confused how he’s alive, but he’s glad he is. while he doesn’t show it, he hasn’t been able to get a good night’s rest since a few months into service and it’s only gotten worse since maine.

to be continued

WANTED CONNECTIONS

someone from a more modern decade who taught him how to use technology today.

the kid of one of the marines he worked beside because? that’d be cool and kind of quirky.

maybe a coworker? 

to be continued

[morganscombatboots]

on display: morgan garcia.

full name: morgan vale garcia

birthday: june 3, 1973

birthplace: pensacola, florida

deathday: february 25, 1996

death location: honolulu, hawaii

sexuality: no labels

pronouns: she / her

morgan wasn’t expecting a second chance at life. the 23 year old last remembers living in the 1990s in honolulu, hawaii. one thing she remembers from her past is a pair of combat boots. she’s been described as quirky and restless but that is to be expected since she is a gemini.

tw: death; war; drugs; suicide

background

a glorified army brat, morgan didn’t have a secure place to plant her feet. she easily made friends wherever she went but moving around the country left her with no lasting friendships.

morgan always did well in school but her grades began to flounder as she got older because she wasn’t given work hard enough to hold her attention. unbeknownst to anyone, she began skipping school to get high before going to the public library to study various subjects as a way to challenge herself.

her father was in the army and deployed to the gulf war where he died on february 26, 1991. 

following her father’s death, she attempted suicide and landed in the psychiatric hospital. she was referred to a therapist who only furthered her distrust in the system. 

morgan was diagnosed with borderline personality disorder. she is good at manipulating those around her. it’s something she doesn’t enjoy but she can’t help herself. she wants to believe therapy will help but feels it’s only made things worse in the long run so she gave up on it and lives in her own self-destructive bubble.

not long after her father died, her mother married nari mun’s father. she saw her mother as replacing her father, brewing resentment and furthering the dislike she already had for her mother.

kurt cobain’s suicide was another turning point in morgan’s life. she looked up to him as both a musician and a human being. with his so-called absence from her life, she began to act out more drastically. She tried different kinds of drugs, had more stints in psychiatric hospitals and went off her hinges. -- his death was a reminder of her father.

once she turned 18 and no longer under her mother and stepfather’s thumb, she began couch hopping as her own form of independence.

on the eve of her father’s deathday anniversary, morgan tried meth for the first time. she decided it would be a good idea to go bungee jumping after doing so. as her combat boots were tied together and fell, she had a fatal heart attack.

personality

although morgan had a difficult upbringing, she didn’t know anything else. she was content with the disheveled life she led; the archetype of a troubled child of the 90s.

she is very charming and makes friends easily but doesn’t know how to keep friends for very long. she blames this on her army upbringing. one of her biggest secrets is that she wants a true friend, someone she can even share that secret with.

morgan wants to do something with her life but has no idea what her skill set is aside from sitting down with a book and absorbing everything it has to offer which leaves her frustrated most of the time -- especially now that she has a second chance at life.

party girl. fast paced life. ride or die.

the girl lives for music. nirvana will always be her go-to band, no matter how heart-wrenching it is to hear kurt’s voice at times. she is a rocker from the top of her head to the bottoms of her feet.

it may seem like she is angry at the world but when she is happy, she’s happy. she can be seen wearing flower crowns and rocking her signature red lipstick.

morgan is incredibly ambitious but doesn’t often show it.

connections

stepsister: nari mun; couldn’t be more different from morgan, a fact which made morgan’s skin crawl. despite this fact, whenever one of them was in some kind of trouble, the other would do what they could to cover the others’ back. when nari went missing, morgan took a stance rather than inflict harm upon herself like she did when her father died.

bring on the connections!

[tvliasm-blog]

( gal gadot / cis female / she/her ). talia marantz wasn’t expecting to be given a second chance at life. the thirty-three year old last remembers living in the 1970’s in london, england. one thing they remember from their past is red lipstick. they’ve been described as being protective and scheming, but that is to be expected since they are a cancer.

hi i’m becca and i watched infinity war today and i’m an emotional mess but NEVERTHELESS i’m about to introduce you to my new baby talia!! i’ll try to keep it short and sweet <3

HOLOCAUST TW ; DEATH TW

- so talia was born in july of 1945 in london, england. a couple of years prior to that, talia’s parents and grandparents fled their home because of the holocaust and world war II. 

- naturally, the entire family laid low for quite some time. kept to themselves working simple jobs and most importantly taking care of each other. 

- that being said talia has always been v close to her parents and grandparents, being the only child and all. her mother taught her everything she knew and she didn’t properly go to school until she was about thirteen years old

- one of her favorite things to do was play piano. her family didn’t have a lot, but that instrument was everything to her!! as she got older, she would teach others to play for a small price!! any kind of money to contribute to her family.

- eventually talia realized she had to get a Real Job and applied at an auto sales place as an assistant/secretary and she HATED it bc the men were gross af but it was a decent gig for money and whatnot!!

- she did end up moving out in her 20′s and lived with a roommate in a smol but homey apartment!

- when she was about 30 years old, talia met this one girl at a pink floyd concert and boiiii did the lil gay bb fall hard. they were friends for like, a couple years? and then it turned into a romance situation but of course everything had to be in secret

- during that time, talia’s parents had friends who had a son that was around her age. also single. unnaturally  they start to see each other. talia was not about it one bit, but she did it to make her parents happy and more importantly to keep a cover up of her and her gf. she would fr barely even touch him and use her ~religious beliefs~ as an excuse lmfao!!

- badabing badaboom, the guys ends up proposing in front of everyone at dinner one night. and talia??? couldn’t say no?? so she said yes and planning of a wedding began shortly after that.

- a wedding of course would not follow through. talia was on her way home from a bowie concert with her girlfriend and a friend of theirs. the friend was driving, but passed tf out and the car went off a bridge. they all died RIP

- when talia woke up with a second chance of life, she was confused and scared af. with all this technology and shit she was convinced there were robots that were coming to get her or smth lmao!! but then she thought of her parents and grandparents who were long gone now. her next thought was of her gf, where she was at, if she made it or not, etc. 

- she really doesn’t know where to go from here tbh? she’s like a lost puppy man someone help her pls

i’m gonna end it here thank you for reading this trash!! if you’d like to plot just hit that heart button and i’ll gladly IM you to get some creative threads and connections goin’! 

[kimikochiba]

name: kimiko chiba species: siren birthday: september 15, 1993 deathday: june 26, 2016 birthplace: koto, japan deathplace: tokyo, japan sexuality: lesbian pronouns: she/her

( asami zdrenka / female / she/her ) kimiko chiba wasn’t expecting to be given a second chance at life. the twenty-two year old last remembers being a pop icon in the 2000s in tokyo, japan. they’ve been described as being enchanting and vain, but that is to be expected since they are a siren. they’ve been around for two years, but they haven’t gotten any older.

species

siren; of the mermaid variety. they are known for their beautiful song coaxing sailors to rocky shores, then drowning them. they aren’t seen as warm creatures, but kimiko was never ordinary.

kimiko’s song is deadly to men who hear it. it draws them in and she can get them to die but, unlike most sirens, she has the choice instead of obligation.

her song is not deadly to women.

in this decade, it’s unknown how her song affects those who identify as non-binary.

personality

it was instilled in her to be grateful for the things she had -- and she had it pretty good, a fact which she was fully aware of. she helped friends whenever they needed a hand, financially and emotionally.

she was full of empathy and believed in the best in people.

she was bubbly, the life of the party without having to drink or do drugs (though she did sometimes partake).

kimiko had the personality that drew people of all walks of life to her. she preferred the company of women rather than men, for fear that she wouldn’t be able to stop herself from killing someone. however, she does let a few men in. a very few.

she is the definition of a sex kitten. she has plenty of experience and has even dabbled in the kinky side of the sex pool.

background

kimiko grew up on the shores of koto. her mother would take her to the water late at night to teach her about who, what and where she came from.

raised solely by her mother who had fallen in love with kimiko’s human father. instead of killing him, they married and had kimiko. however, one night when she was two years old, there was an accident. no one knows what happened to the beloved father and husband aside from the lovely music that played the night of his death.

growing up, kimiko has a great life. she and her mother got along very well. they had a very open relationship. some might say they were a little too open and close because they seemed more like best friends than mother and daughter. these opinions didn’t change their relationship.

singing was an obvious talent of kimiko’s. because it was so important to their siren culture, her mother urged her to continue training her voice, especially since she had the ability to choose to let men live. in her mother’s mind, she didn’t want her daughter to waste such a gift when she had the ability to use it to make people happy instead of pain and death.

at sixteen, kimiko came out as a lesbian. it was almost a relief to her siren family because they didn’t have to worry about any accidents with a boyfriend or husband. she was smothered with support.

she and some girlfriends were in a band, neon jungle (asami zdrenka’s actual band name), which blew up the charts in 2013 when kimiko was nineteen. they began to travel around japan, including tokyo, the last place she would see.

(tw: drug use, sexual assault) just as her father’s, kimiko’s death was shrouded in mystery. when they did the autopsy, her anatomy confused the doctors so much so that they ignored the massive amounts of rohypnol in her system and fingerprints around her throat -- things which could have told them something about the sexual assault she suffered at her killer’s hands.

pinterest.

[flytheplcne-blog]

hello, i’m bea & this is my little bird of flight, külliki ozolinš. below the cut is a very awful introduction but if you would like to plot pls go ahead and give this a heart. külli is quickly becoming one of my favorite babies, so i’d love to write her more. 

( GABRIELLA WILDE / CISFEMALE / SHE/HER ). KÜLLIKI OZOLIŅŠ WASN’T EXPECTING TO BE GIVEN A SECOND CHANCE AT LIFE. THE TWENTY-FOUR YEAR OLD LAST REMEMBERS LIVING IN THE 1950S IN TALLINN, ESTONIA. ONE THING THEY REMEMBER FROM THEIR PAST IS A MODEL AIRPLANE. THEY’VE BEEN DESCRIBED AS BEING RESOURCEFUL AND IMPULSIVE, BUT THAT IS TO BE EXPECTED SINCE THEY ARE A LEO.

trigger warnings: war, plane crash, death, talks of occupations. | pls let me know if I miss anything & I’ll add to the trigger warnings. I apologize in advance if I do miss anything!! 

Also sorry it’s stupidly long, pls love me. 

okay so bullet points bc I’m a lazy lad/i’m student teaching and took a nap for like four hours. 

Külli was born in late July of 1932 in Tallinn, Estonia but she spent the first few years of her life in her mother’s hometown of Český Krumlov, Czechoslovakia. She held papers for both Estonia and Czechoslovakia. Her father was a proud Estonian pilot and her mother was a Czech musician and educator. 

The family had a habit of moving between Tallinn and Český Krumlov, primarily in time with her father’s flight schedules. Regardless of which country they stayed in, Külli was well loved and educated. She spent many hours at the airfield, learning the ins and outs of every airplane that came across her path. She had a natural curiosity and affinity for the intricacies of flight. It was an art, and planes themselves were masterpieces. 

In 1938, despite growing tensions in the world, Külli and her family made the trek back to Tallinn to visit her grandparents on her father’s side. Their health had been declining, and it had been several years since the family had made the journey to visit them. Unfortunately, they did not return to Czechoslovakia before the Nazis invaded and found themselves stuck in Estonia. 

The family considered moving out of the capital city but that was where her father held work and her mother was able to find work tutoring. Soon they would find themselves under Soviet rule, while their second home in Czechoslovakia remained under German rule. Trapped between two aggressors, the family tried to build their life in Estonia under the USSR. 

In the summer of 1941, the Nazis launched their invasion of the Soviet Union. Northern Estonia was the last to fall to the Germans, but with the joint Estonian-German army surrounding the capital, the Soviet rule ended and the Nazis took control.

Külli was 9 when the Germans successfully took control of Estonia, and she and her family were among those who did not welcome them with open arms, as they still held to their Czech heritage and grieved for the way their country had been overlooked by supposed allies. 

The German occupation was also more personal and something Külli remember more than Soviet rule, because she was older. Losses of friends, unfair treatment, and cruelties were felt more deeply and with a larger understanding. She loathed the Germans and dreamed of the day they would be chased from both of her beautiful countries. 

She and her family found themselves in a difficult spot politically, as they did not trust the West for their treatment of Czechoslovakia during the Munich agreement, they loathed the Nazis, but had faced hardship under unfair Soviet rule as well. They longed for a return to autonomy and independence, but would never see it in their lifetimes. 

The Soviet Union returned to Estonia in the autumn of 1944, and it was all Külli would know until her death in 1956. 

Külli found herself mixed up with intelligence forces when, in 1951 she tried to make the (illegal) trip back to Czechoslovakia. It was during this attempt that she was introduced to the Czech VZ as she had been nearly successful in her attempts. 

Her position in the VZ quickly paired her with Aleksandr Láska. She made her abilities as a pilot known, and with the multitude of languages she could speak and an ability to fit in, she was trained for infiltration and flight missions. 

Unlike Aleksandr, she did not covet the Soviet Union. She prayed for Czech independence, and did not believe in everything she was tasked with. Still, she became a skilled operative and worked well alongside her partner. Aleksandr quickly became her greatest love, and she trusted him even if she did not trust the USSR or the VZ. 

In 1956, she was tasked with a late night pick up. She was to fill in for another pilot who had taken ill, even though the original plan had been to leave with Aleksandr. It was a routine pick up, one that should have had her back before dawn but instead there were system malfunctions and she lost control of the plane.

She tried to land it in a field, but it was a losing battle as she crashed into the ground, dying in the impact. 

Now that she’s been given a second chance, and with the knowledge of Aleksandr’s death being work related and shortly after her own, she has become suspicious that the routine checks and the set up of the situation were not coincidence but purposeful. The only question on her mind is why. Was it the VZ that wanted one of their own dead, or the infiltration of another group? It’s unlikely that she’ll ever find out, but it’s something she wants to find out about anyway.

Now she’s living on her own in a little flat and in the process of looking for a new job. She needs something to keep herself busy, but is finding it difficult to put the past behind her, and even more difficult to live in a world where she’s afraid of the one thing that made her happier than anything else. She is not a flightless bird, and yet, her wings are squarely on the ground these days. 

Possible connection ideas:

Honestly, I’d love for her to have a flatmate or neighbor. 

Give me an Estonian and I would love you forever. Especially if it’s someone from her childhood who maybe found themselves moving somewhere elsewhere.

Are there any other flight fanatics around here? Give me someone trying to get her back on an airfield. 

Coworkers are fun I just have to figure out her job still. 

I’m 110% open to anything, please just come love my bab. 

[hvllcnds]

( alycia debnam carey / cisfemale / she/her ). holland "holly" chevalier wasn’t expecting to be given a second chance at life. the twenty two year old last remembers living in the 1980s in vancouver, british columbia, canada. one thing they remember from their past is a book on greek mythology. they’ve been described as being determined and fickle, but that is to be expected since they are a libra. 

hi, hello, friends! i’m lex & i’m a huge sucker for rps like this tbh!! let me introduce you to my love holly!!

came from a huge, huge family, she’s got had several brothers and sisters, both older and younger who were all very successful in their own right in many different ways. 

it really left her wanting to succeed herself, knowing full well that she had big shoes to fill, it filled her with a certain determination to be the very best

the problem was that she was easily distracted and loved a good party, too, she was in college, a classics major, in love with all things greek really, but easily influenced by all her girlfriends that wanted to go out dancing, partying, etc. 

was actually very very close to graduating university before she met her ~untimely demise, she died in a car crash weeks before the ceremony.

honestly first thought she was in some sort of purgatory when she woke up, then a coma, etc etc, really flew deep into denial when she realized it was 2018 but is slowly coming around to the idea

dying to know how her family is doing but hasn’t checked up on them just yet

the internet FASCINATES her, has slowly been discovering things right up her alley ( aka percy jackson and the olympians ) although she’s a little particular about her greek myths

just ??? a fun loving person FULL of life, still trying to get used to what’s happening, still loves classics, still loves to party, etc etc

[mcrrow-blog]

( ryan gosling / cismale / he/him ). everett morrow wasn’t expecting to be given a second chance at life. the thirty four year old last remembers living in the 1980s in pittsburgh, pennsylvania. one thing they remember from their past is a pair of worn boxing gloves. they’ve been described as being resolute and impetuous, but that is to be expected since they are an aries.

hi again! it’s me, blue (23, she/her, est). i thought i had self control but apparently i don’t, so here’s my newest character:

everett was raised by a single mother in a tiny, one bedroom apartment. she worked nights as a nurse, during which time his elder brother would keep a watchful eye over him.

it was because of his brother, ronald, that everett took up an interest in boxing. ronnie took everett with him to a local gym, and everett practically grew up watching his brother get the crap kicked out of him.

when everett was 14, his brother got involved in a local gang fight and died due to the resulting violence; his mother fell into a depressive state and left him to fend for himself for about a year and a half.

at age 16, everett went a few rounds in the rings at the juvenile level and lost, and when he went home sporting a black eye and a bloodied nose, his mother raised holy hell and refused to allow him to box again.

naturally, he snuck around and continued boxing anyway. if she knew, she didn’t say anything, at least not until he was 18 and he informed her he was going to be a professional boxer, to which she pursed her lips and turned her back on him.

everett spent the next few years boxing, but had to take a break when he got so hurt in the ring that his trainer refused to allow him to return until he proved he could go more than two minutes without becoming disoriented.

he died just like he lived: in the ring. it was his own fault, he pushed himself too hard, and yet another blow to the head was what finally sent him down for good.

though everett didn’t have a family, he did have a girl at the time. everett kept waving off her incessant pleas about how he needed to quit, but in hindsight, she might’ve been on to something.

everett’s relatively easygoing, but he’s very headstrong and determined. don’t try to tell him how to live his life and he won’t tell you how to live yours. 

feel free to message me if you’d like to plot :) i have two separate windows for everett and vinny up, so hmu on whichever blog strikes your fancy.

[mitchnewward-blog]

( thomas doherty / cismale / he/him ). mitch newward wasn’t expecting to be given a second chance at life. the twenty year old last remembers living in the thirties in pittsburgh, pennsylvania. one thing they remember from their past is a hammer. they’ve been decribed as being exuberant and vacillating, but that is to be expected since they are a libra. 

birthday: october 11th, 1911.

deathday: july 22nd, 1932.

mitchell newward was a first-generation american, struggling to survive during what, at the time, was the worst economic slump the world had ever seen. 

he considered himself first-generation given that his knowledge of his own family tree began and ended with him. he had been left in front of the door of one of the city’s many orphanages at just a few hours old, and no long-lost relative had ever come to inquire about him. so there he stayed.

perhaps if he had been a little less mischievous, he might have found himself an adoptive family - but one word from the matron as to his various antics, and any hopes of finding a family were dashed.

it wasn’t for lack of intelligence that he misbehaved so spectacularly in school - it was for lack of caring. he left school at thirteen to begin work on building sites simply because he couldn’t continue on with the charade. there was no trust fund for his college education, so why pursue something which he could never attain in the first place?

the twenties in pittsburgh were a frenzy - he bounced from project to project, helping to build everything from family homes, to industrial warehouses to allow for further still expansions, as the city unfurled itself like a concrete carpet. 

he found himself a job in one of the lucrative steel mills just before his fifteenth birthday, and an accompanying bed rooming with two other workers. 

and for a while, mitch had really felt as if he had a real shot at becoming something. the money was good, the lifestyle was even better, and for just once, mitch allowed himself to dream about the sort of life he might be able to build himself.

and then, of course, all those dreams came crashing down around him, just as the economy crashed around the world.

pittsburgh, and its once-thriving steel industry, was one of the worst-hit. the scrapyards began operating on skeleton-staff, possibly why mitch and mitch alone was tasked with carrying out a job which three years prior would have required a crew of at least three. 

the crushing sensation when the beam had collided with his chest had been an out-of-body experience, the realization that he might be dying more of a neutral observation rather than a consuming fear. 

of course, waking up in maine of all places, that sparked a little bit more of an animate response. 

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( aja naomi king / cisfemale / she&her ). emma nkosi wasn’t expecting to be given a second chance at life. the twenty eight year old last remembers being a nurse in the 40s in bosra, syria. she’s been described as being empathetic and anxious, but that is to be expected since she is a unicorn. she’s been around for 14 months, but they haven’t gotten any older. (ooc: rose, 21, est, she/her).

hiii ! i’m trash but emma isn’t ! she’s a good lil sun-bean who died during relief efforts in post-war france. thankfully, she’s alive again, and tiffany hadish no longer has to be the last black unicorn.

born september 14, 1914 in kisumu, kenya. died december 29, 1942 in nairobi, kenya.

heteroromantic demisexual. we can put to rest the unicorn virginity obsession but, let’s be honest, she died an unmarried pollyanna in the 1940s. she’s a virgin and a little squeamish about sex. 

it might’ve been part of why she’d extended her betrothal up to seven years. wow, waiting that long, he must’ve really loved her ! too bad she’s not sure she loved him. on the bright side, maybe he was one of those homosexuals she’s heard so much about?? and that’s why he didn’t mind??? yes, that’s exactly what she’ll tell herself. 

like most unicorns, emma is ethereal and delicate. she’s able to heal physical wounds with her tears and a kiss (steven universe is a unicorn??) and, though they’re a bit more slippery, she can mend emotional wounds too through empathic healing. her presence increases fertility (if you hump near her, she’ll scream) and reduces the effects of curses, possibly to the point of total removal. she has supernatural grace and stamina.

unicorns might be wildly hunted for the supposedly fantastical healing (i.e immortality) properties of their horns (which emma doesn’t have, yay !) and also their bones (emma has a lot of bones, oh no !) 

she has a natural affinity with the “pure of heart” but believes the best of most people. the years she spent working with the wounded and tattered taught her one thing: that people are capable of incredible evil, but also incredible good.

emma grew up in a prestigious, nigerian family. she didn’t realize how little that meant outside of her bubble until she started working as a nurse. she died in the area around and near nairobi, while giving aid to displaced refugees. a riot broke out while she helped give out food and she may’ve been trampled to death.

she’s wistful for her home, but hesitant to return. while she doesn’t want to remain forever in dusk ridge, she doesn’t want to sink back into her old habits either. restricted to any one country or any one land. as soon as she’s able, she hopes to (finally !) see the world.

it’s not unusual to find emma happily chatting with the flowers in her garden or the critters who hang out there. she’s “not” a disney princess.  she works as a nurse at the local hospital (or is working on her 21st century nursing degree?? idk how it works in this magical town) and volunteers at the animal shelter (if there is one) on the weekend. host of the podcast "let me pet your dog" jk she doesn't know what a podcast is !! uybin

as you can see !!! i'm not good at these !!!! please help a goblin out and send some plots. sos. emma can often be found at the library, trying to catch up with the latest in medicine. she likes to go for long walks in the woods, though often finds herself turned around, and is a reticent herbivore vegan. she’s very lively cough and here for learning because learning is fun !!

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( EMMA WATSON / FEMALE / SHE ). JOSEPHINE “JOSIE” DELACROIX WASN’T EXPECTING TO BE GIVEN A SECOND CHANCE AT LIFE. THE TWENTY FOUR YEAR OLD LAST REMEMBERS LIVING IN THE 1920S IN NEW ORLEANS, LOUSIANA. ONE THING THEY REMEMBER FROM THEIR PAST IS A DIRTY PAIR OF LACY WHITE GLOVES. THEY’VE BEEN DESCRIBED AS BEING CHARMING AND GULLIBLE, BUT THAT IS TO BE EXPECTED SINCE THEY ARE A LIBRA. (OOC: ASHTON, 18, EST, SHE)

hello hello! i’m ashton & this is my precious little angel baby, josie. she’s honestly a little ray of sunshine and she spent her life just wanting to make the world a better place. she gets overwhelmed easily tho so be prepared for that?? idk i really love her & i hope yall will too!! i will hopefully have a bio up for her tomorrow. 

in the meantime, please like this post & i will come talk to you about plots!

[rubyblueeyes-blog1]

on display: ruby bell

full name: ruby jane bell birthday: february 5th 1912 birth place: new york city, ny deathday: november 11, 1938 death location: new york city, ny sexuality: heterosexual / demisexual pronouns: she/her

( margot robbie / female / she/her ) ruby jane bell wasn’t expecting to be given a second chance at life. the twenty-six year old last remembers living in the 1930s in new york city, ny. one thing they remember from their past is a pearl necklace. they’ve been described as empathetic and soft, but that’s to be expected since they are an aquarius. ( ooc: june, 34, est, she/her)

tw: war; rape; death

background:

born and raised in new york city to a mother and father who immediately became “stage parents.” they pushed ruby into childhood acting, dancing and singing lessons.

she wasn’t naive. as she got a little older, she realized the other kids were outside playing while she was in lessons that she truly didn’t care about. all she wanted was to be outside, in the open air and enjoying the sunlight and bathing under the stars. this desire never went away.

as she got older, pinup modeling because more and more popular particularly because of the war. women were often used in propaganda to encourage men to join the forces -- and the women to volunteer. ruby’s contribution was modeling for posters, art, magazines and soon, photographs.

her fame within the pinup crowds became so large that she became a sex symbol overnight.

thanks to her fame, ruby was approached about burlesque dancing. she didn’t know how to say no -- because she never had the chance -- so she had more dance lessons only this time it was flirtatious, teasing dance.

ruby never really had the chance to become who she wanted to be. she didn’t even know who she wanted to be, actually. she just knew this wasn’t the lifestyle she envisioned for herself. she wanted something slow paced and out of the way.

always wanted to leave new york city and move to the country but never could due to her untimely death in 1938.

ruby had become such a sex symbol she could hardly go anywhere without getting cat calls and rude comments. that had always been the extent of it. until the night of november 11, 1938 when she was attacked, raped and left for dead.

personality:

ruby has a bubbly yet quiet way about her. she loves being there for people. not only is it in her dna, but it’s also a way for her to escape the attention being placed on her (she always hated how selfish that sounded but it was true).

although the fast life isn’t something she wanted, it’s something she got used to and put on a show when she was either on state or in front of the camera. it was a second persona of shorts.

when left to her own devices, she could be found laying down, listening to music of the age and tapping her foot.

she’s surprisingly quiet for someone who spent everyday in the spotlight.

she may not have had the life she thought she wanted, but she was happy. she was particularly happy dancing burlesque because she didn’t have anyone telling her what to do. she could poke fun and whatever she chose. that’s what kept dancing in her life -- even in maine.

ultimately she believes in the good in people which makes her quite soft. it was this area of her life where she was naive. she was far too optimistic for her own good.

she was aware of her sex symbol status but didn’t use it to her advantage. in fact, she didn’t entirely understand why she was one in the first place.

ruby thought about getting married and possibly having children but could never form a real connection with anyone. she may have been a sex symbol but had never been in a legitimate relationship, let alone have sex. she was a virgin until the day she died.

[dxnielblake]

( beau mirchoff / male / he/him ). Daniel “Danny” Blake wasn’t expecting to be given a second chance at life. The twenty two year old last remembers living in the 1990’s in seattle, washington. one thing they remember from their past is an acoustic guitar. they’ve been described as being passionate and stubborn, but that is to be expected since they are a leo. (ooc: Mandy, 22, EST, she/her)

hey everyone i’m Mandy and this is my cute little snowflake Danny.

I’m really excited because I haven’t been in a rp in a long while so I can’t wait to div back into it. Anyway a few brief things about him so we can get some plots going and fun things like that.

He’s a major flirt and jokester

can be very sarcastic but for the most part he’s pretty chill

relationships are rare for him 

His father is an alcoholic and was never really around for his childhood so he had to take care of his mother and younger sibling. (can’t decide if they’re a boy or a girl so yeah lol)

When he was 7 his father was arrested and hasn’t seen him since

He picked up guitar as a distraction from his problems

Some days he’d play outside of local shops, businesses, he’d play in parks for tips so his family would have extra money to spend

His mother was never around because she was always working

He held off on going to college to make sure his sibling was taken care of and it gave him an opportunity to focus on his music with no work in his way

His dad broke out of prison in a drunken rage and killed his entire family

It’s pretty late and I’m trying to get some things down, but this is a work in progress. Arg this is pretty shit but please come and plot with me. Heart this and I can message you or just shoot me a message and I’ll respond.

[roxvnnc]

hello everyone! i’m nat and i’m lit so excited for this ?? i’ve been on a lil hiatus from rp bc school’s been keeping me really busy and done w life but i took a quick glance in the rp tag and found this and i ?? just had to apply right away so don’t let this flop oK bc i love it already !! anyways more about this bb under the cut. pls like this if you’d like to plot !! or just validate me !!

( nathalie emmanuel / cis female / she/her). roxanne barnett wasn’t expecting to be given a second chance at life. the twenty-five year old last remembers living in the 1970′s in london, uk. one thing they remember from their past is a pair of yellow roller skates. they’ve been described as being adventurous and confrontational, but that is to be expected since they are an aries. 

past || tw; homophobia/biphobia, mention of racism ig? 

bby was born in 1953, she’s an aries (so technically her 26th 65th birthday was not too long ago?? but anyways). she was born in london and lived her whole short life there.

her dad was a record shop owner who had a few different shops across london and neighboring cities. (( totally ripping this off that 70s show dont look @ me ))

had a younger brother and they were both very close to each other. and even though she was the eldest, her brother was very over protective of her loll

she was a very lively, warm girl?? literally the sun, she’d light up any room she walked into and her smile was hard to resist. despite the social issues and lack of justice present in the decade, roxy led a happy life and was in her prime during her last years.

her father would work his ass off to give her and her brother the best quality of life that he could he was such a gOOD man & was v liked in the neighborhood 

so roxy spent most of her time at the record shop with him and eventually when she knew of the business enough and was done with college (attending uni was something she took much pride in & was one of her biggest accomplishments) her dad gave her her own record shop to look after (( steven & grooves records ?? maybe. or more like angie. ))

obviously she was v much into music, anything from disco to prog rock, r&b and anything else and in between ((she loved roller disco sm lmao)). roxy knew her stuff. though her favorite artist was david bowie, not only for his music but she looked up to him bc of how ,,,free and fearless he was.

ahem, why would she relate to bowie sm u ask ? WELL. babygirl had one little secret, she always thought she was incredibly pro girls, but really she was just very gay lmao. actually she was just very confused, if she were born in the 90′s instead of the 50′s, with all the info she’d have nowadays she’d realize that she’s actually in fact, bisexual, but back then she didn’t know any of it, just that she liked girls as much as she liked men (maybe even more than men tbh) so she was just ?? gay. y’know, but obviously that was something she never told anyone, though she did have some v lowkey flings with girls.

right up before her death, roxanne was in a secret relationship with a woman (which unfortunately didn’t last long bc of her premature death) her lover was a little older than her & they’d met at a pink floyd concert. roxy was kinda seeing this other guy tho? he was very handsome and good to her and all but he was really more of a beard & literally everyone was pressuring her like ?? gurl why aren’t y’all married already?? and she’d try to pass it off as some type of movement like i aint need to be married to a MAN i dont need a MAN #feminism you get the feel ??

death || tw; dui, 

so okay, july 1st 1978, outside of earl’s court in west london. (she’d just seen david bowie live for like the 4th time) it was the end of the european leg of the isolar ii 1978 world tour, it’d been arguably the best night of her life and the last. she’d gone with her girlfriend, who was also a fan, they were gonna take the subway home & they should’ve. but instead, an old friend offers them a ride and they both accept, especially since roxy is always wary of walking in the night. unfortunately said friend was in no conditions of driving, something neither girl had realized and just like that, out of nowhere he collapses over the steering wheel, driving the whole car off a bridge. none of them made it home.

present

obviously waking up was a #shock, but the thing that got her the most and really shook her up was the accent, why is everybody talking so funny?? is that an american accent ?? where am i lmao.

then ofc all the technology and advances and shit. she’s still very out of it ok ! what the fuck is a spotify and where are my vinyls ?? i just wanna listen to some bowie man. wait, wdym bowie is dead?? 

the police is still trash?? is this 1978 of 2018 i’m confused

anyways aside from all the confusion, more than anything, babygirl is emo as fuck ! not only did she miss out on like, her whole fucking life “gdi i was only 25, but like, where tf is my family ??” she misses her little brother so much, who is more likely still alive and not THAT old. but her parents?? gone. and her gf?? is she ok?? 

she’s also bitter bc like, what use is a 43 year old uni degree in the name of a legally dead person?? she’d worked sO hard for it dammit.

everything is wrong and she’s mad and bitter and while she’s also fascinated with all the new shit, she’s just sad about all the people she lost 

anyways didnt mean to make this so long i never know when to shut up oops ily if u read it !

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          okay , hello , dears !  my name is peach , she*her pronouns , est timezone. i’m here with my ( clueless ) sweetheart, lilette desta !  but ... i’ll be honest with ya , i’ve been out of tumblr roleplays for who knows how long so my skills might be a wee bit rusty ... however !  i’m gonna try my hardest because this roleplay might be the bestest thing i have ever seen :’) but lemme give ya all the info on miss lilette desta.

( vanessa morgan / cisfemale / she*her ) lilette desta wasn’t expecting to be given a second chance at life. the twenty-two year old last remembers living in the 1950s in boston, massachusetts. one thing they remember from their past is a  chipped mug from her favorite cafe. they’ve been described as being effervescent and perfervid, but that is to be expected since they are a taurus.

        lilette desta had died young. she was just twenty-two years old when her life was tragically cut short. though, there was something about lilette that we should focus on before we go straight to all the bad. in her city, she was labeled the weirdo, sure... but underneath what people didn’t want to get to know, lilette was just a vivacious and enthusiastic young adult. sure, she was intense and impassioned about what she fought for, but who wasn't? 

        all she wanted was peace.

        from early on, she and her sister vowed they'd do their very best to instill peace whatever way they really could. they would rise above it all, and stand for things people around them didn't. but they couldn't change the world all on their own. hatred had unfortunately won against lilette. she had passed in the place she was supposed to change. and when liliette woke up, decades later, in some place called abbottson, maine, she was confused, to say the least.