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"yeah, yeah, don't tell anyone though. i have a reputation to uphold." she raises freshly manicured finger to poke his chest. "why tell you when i can show you? you'll like it better that way, trust me," she teases lightly, playing coy for the fun of it, a slow smile curving up her lips. "oh for sure. people are into that sort of shit. i wouldn't play damsel in distress for just anyone, you know." because if it really came to it, she'd just knee the guy in the balls herself. she laughs at his words. "fine, i'll pick someone who'd be easy for you to fight." she really finds that whole plan, as ridiculous as it is, a good one. it's good tv, at the end of the day. they're giving the producers solid material to air. there's a reason they got cast, after all. "having your nudes leaked is just the scandal you need," she jokes. "bet your parents would love that." they are similar in that regard too: they both know what it's like having parents who obsessed over reputation and image.

"you're  sweet  to  me,  that's  all  that  matters,"  taesung  points  out  with  a  grin,  shrugging  away  the  rebuttal  with  ease.  he  liked  her  company,  even  if  she  wasn't  really  the  traditional  image  of  sweet.  then  again,  nobody  was  in  their  world.  "yeah,  like  what?"  he  smirks,  her  coyness  never  unfamiliar  to  him.  a  laugh  escapes  his  lips  at  her  proposal,  absurd  enough  for  him  to  agree.  "you  think  they'll  make  me  the  hero  if  it  looks  like  i'm  coming  to  your  rescue?  just  don't  go  and  pick  a  linebacker  or  something.  maybe  one  of  the  jobless—  i  mean,  socialites  would  do."  it  was  pretty  much  the  same  thing,  but  taesung  was  meant  to  be  a  nice  guy.  the  kind  of  person  who  saved  shit  talk  for  an  exclusive  few,  like  sophia.  insults  sounded  hotter  coming  out  of  her  mouth  anyway.  though  as  nice  as  he  was,  he  wasn't  opposed  to  acting  out,  often  too  reckless  in  the  face  of  boredom.  if  anything,  causing  a  scene  along  with  sophia  would  be  doing  the  producers  a  favor,  like  a  form  of  charity.  see  what  good  people  they  were?  "i  don't  mind,  it's  more  fun  this  way.  besides,  i  think  i  lost  my  phone  somewhere  around  here.  just  hope  my  nudes  don't  get  leaked."

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"you're here now, aren't you?" sophia points out, quirking an eyebrow in the brunette's direction. she does the same, looking over at where the loser is, still in that same spot she left him. "he's over there. nine o'clock. bad hairstyle." she laughs at her words. amusement coloring her features. "i had to keep it real with him, you know. i'm making the world a better place," she claims, throwing her hand around nonchalantly. he's lucky she even gave him ten minutes of her time when she was bored three minutes into their conversation, but in all honesty, she did it because she wanted to take him down a few pegs, which proved very easy. "i'm keeping those ideas in my head for now." she nods at her. "you're right. what drink did you get me? let's see if you have good taste."

“ waitin'  for  me  to  save  you  as  opposed  to  sendin'  an  sos  text?  you've  got  a  lot  of  faith  in  me. ”   faith  that  was  obviously  well  deserved  considering  she  was  here  despite  not  recieveing  one.  though,  there's  curiousity  in  her  face  as  savannah  steals  a  quick  peek  over  sophia's  shoulder  —  wondering  if  she'd  spot  him.   “ well,  maybe  he's  just  really  proud  of  the  work  he's  been  doin'.  what  if  you're  the  only  one  he  felt  connected  enough  with  to  talk  'bout  it?  i  think  you  should  feel  real  honored. ”  now  the  singer's  just  teasing,  teeth  coming  down  to  grip  onto  her  lower  lip,  stifling  a  laugh. 

“ ya  know,  i'm  real  glad  you  said  that  'cause  i  was  a  little  worried  'bout  what  kinda  ideas  swim  around  that  head,  but—  ”  green  eyes  now  catch  the  bartender's  and  she  leans  over,  whispering  a  drink  order  before  refacing  sophia—   “ you  can't  stay  empty  handed.  that's  the  rule  for  tonight. ”

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"i'm practicing with you now, and i fear i can't see it. don't worry, i'll help you," she teases, smiling smugly to herself. she laughs when elena sighs. "so dramatic of you." funny coming from someone whose dramatics know no tomorrow, but alas, that's not the topic right now. she folds her arms, waiting for her conditions. "come on, helping me with my bags can be a good toning exercise for your arms. see how good of an influence i am? you're so lucky, i know." her smile widens, eyes mirthful. "oh my god, are you broke and can't afford your own coffee anymore? but fine, i'll buy you coffee." she is so generous! "any additional conditions?"

elena  chuckled  softly  as  she  grabbed  a  towel,  wiping  the  light  sheen  of  sweat  from  her  face.  "delusion?  please,"  she  scoffed,  rolling  her  eyes  in  good  humor.  "maybe  if  you  practiced  with  me  once  in  a  while,  you'd  see  real  form."  she  raised  an  eyebrow,  meeting  sophia's  gaze  in  the  mirror  with  a  smirk.  she  let  out  an  exaggerated  sigh  when  sophia  mentioned  shopping,  already  pretending  to  dread  it.  she  leaned  against  the  wall,  shaking  her  head  with  a  smirk.  "let’s  just  be  clear,"  she  added,  lifting  a  finger.  "i’m  not  carrying  all  those  bags  when  you  go  overboard,  okay?  this  will  be  a  shopping  trip,  not  a  workout  session  for  me,"  she  said  with  a  laugh.  "and  .."  she  started,  debating  her  final  condition,  as  if  she  hadn't  already  made  up  her  mind,  "you're  buying  my  coffee."

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sophia has always liked cocoa & cream, and has been one of their regular customers ever since she moved to avalon. it makes her wonder when they'll decide to name a menu item after her or something as a thanks when she's posted about the place on her social media multiple times. as far as she's concerned, she helped boost business even more, thank you very much. she heads down to the coffee shop after finishing an early meeting discussing the new concept for the new make up line, spotting annabelle after she gets her order and making her way over, sitting down without any announcement. "hey, you," she greets, and leans forward. "what secrets are you hiding in that book? you shut it so fast," she teases, laughing lightly. "you know that'll only make me want to know more." she's nosy, after all.

open starter ( 3 / 4 ) location : cocoa & cream.

she's holed up at a corner table, belongings propped neatly in the chair beside her with her sketchbook laid flat before her. a french vanilla latte and chocolate chip muffin sit beside annabelle, ignored for now as graphite stained fingers sketch lines across the paper. the lines of a brow, the curve of a jaw; a familiar yet unknown figure drawn to life on the page.

she's mindlessly reaching for her drink when the chair scoots out across from her, and on impulse she snaps the tattered book shut as she sits at attention. "oh, hi." she splutters out, forced smile curving across her lips.

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Sophia: :/ sry who are you?

iMessage 📲 Sophia

Serra: hey soph! i was just thinking about you 😊 it's been so long! i miss you- we should catch up and collab sometime soon if you're up for it

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there must be some higher power angry at sophia enough to want to teach her a lesson or some shit by getting her stuck in the elevator with her ex. it's even worse because she has a manicure and pedicure appointment that she just can't miss. talk about inconvenience. she stands there, rolling her eyes as she watches adrian uselessly jabbing at the buttons. men were so pathetic and silly. "jabbing all those buttons ten more times will surely get the elevator working," she says, sarcasm dripping like poison. "idiot." she takes her phone out, huffing. no service. of course. "does your phone have service? do something useful for once and check."

who: adrian and sophia (@wilds1de) where: avalon, elevators

getting stuck in an elevator is bad. getting stuck in an elevator with your ex and camera crew is so much worse. his thumb digs into the emergency button, jabbing at it like that's going to fix anything. nothing happens-- no alarm, no friendly voice on the other end. not even a flicker of light from the control panel. "it's not fucking working." adrian mutters, briefly wondering if this whole thing is a setup by the producers. that, or karma is truly a bitch after all.

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"no super sweet girl around here, but sexy and blonde? your dream just came true." there's not many people who would call sophia super sweet, which is fine with her. it's her own doing, because she didn't trust enough people to let them in. she wouldn't admit it openly, but taesung is one of the few people who sees that side to her. "i have other ways to energize you. much more effective, too," she muses, a smile playing on her lips. "tell me about it. you should go and punch a random guy for fun. i can make a scene and give you a reason if you need one. that'd be sexy to watch. can you hold your own?" she teases. he bets he would look hot with a black eye. she sits next to him, and moves her fingers in his hair. "have you been here alone this entire time? you should've texted."

quiet  nights  had  never  been  too  common  for  taesung,  for  once  opting  to  not  go  out  only  to  realize  boredom  would  make  him  tired  too  soon.  sophia's  voice  is  entirely  too  recognizable,  prompting  a  lazy smirk  to  form  on  his  face  at  her  words.  "yeah.  poor  me.  if  only  there  was  a  really  sexy,  super  sweet  blonde  around  here  to  help  me  feel  better."  taesung  lets  out  an  overly-dramatic  sigh,  glancing  around  the  room  before  throwing  the  shades  to  the  side  setting  his  eyes  on  sophia  with  a  grin.  "don't  you  want  me  to  be  energized?"  innocent  question,  of  course.  "guess  i'm  just  bored  of  all  this  free  time.  i  thought  the  show  would  help,  but  i  haven't  seen  any  girl  fights  yet."  he  didn't  buy  into  the  whole  non-scripted  thing  the  show  was  going  for,  because  nobody  would  want  to  watch  boring,  rich  people.  "what  do  you  mean?  the  best  seat  is  right  here,"  he  says  with  a  lazy  smirk,  gesturing  to  his  lap  before  sitting  up  anyway.

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"delusion never helped anyone," sophia states, nonchalantly waving a freshly manicured hand, because a smile curves up her lips, mirth coloring her eyes. though she can admit to herself that elena's form has gotten better compared to last time they did yoga together. "well, when it comes naturally... of course it's a foreign concept to me. you wouldn't get it." she matches her grin, happy to see her friend. they were different in a lot of ways, but elena knew how to hold her own, and she could both dish it out and take it, which she respected. "same here. the idea of tossing and turning in bed wasn't so fun," she adds as she bends down to stretch her legs. "hey, you have any plans after this, wanna go grab a coffee? i'm in the mood for a new bag, too, and i need a second opinion."

elena  rolled  her  eyes,  a  smirk  tugging  at  the  corner  of  her  mouth  as  she  held  her  pose.  "oh,  please  ...  my  form  is  perfect,"  she  shot  back,  not  missing  a  beat.  it  was  not.  elena  was  good  at  a  lot  of  things  but  yoga  was  not  one  of  them.  she  glanced  over  at  sophia  with  an  arched  eyebrow,  watching  her  friend’s  reflection  in  the  mirror  as  she  started  her  stretches.  "besides,  i’m  not  here  to  impress  anyone  but  myself…  though  i  guess  that  concept  is  a  little  foreign  to  you."  elena’s  smirk  widened  into  a  grin  as  she  finally  broke  her  pose,  shaking  her  arms  out  and  turning  to  face  sophia  fully.  "not  sure—"  she  started,  grabbing  her  water  bottle  and  taking  a  quick  sip.  "couldn't  sleep  ..  what’s  your  excuse  for  being  up  at  this  ungodly  hour?"

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"maybe i was just waiting for you to save me from the godawful conversation i was having with this obnoxious loser," she muses, a smile playing on sophia's lips at the sight of the brunette. "he was going on and on about his extensive hair routine. mind you, his hair needed some serious makeover." she shakes her head. though in reality, she had already left the guy talking with himself, finding a seat for herself by the bar. "i see you're all alone as well, looks like we're saving each other." she stands up. "for you, not much bribing. come on."

LOCATION:  vortex.

OPEN STARTER :   capping  at  five.

“ now  don't  tell  me  you're  sittin'  here  all  alone, ”   the  brunette  remarks,  slipping  into  the  open  seat  beside  them  with  a  grin  highlighting  her  features.   “ you  better  have  a  good  excuse  for  bein'  here  without  a  glass  in  sight.  what  kind  of  bribin'  do  i  gotta  do  to  get  you  on  the  dance  floor? ”

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it's late by the time sophia gets back home after having a girl's night at one of her friends' place, stopping by the lounge for a quick drink because she's not yet ready to go back to her penthouse. it may be after midnight, but the night's still young for her. she spots taesung from afar, laughing to herself at the sight of him, though she is happy to see him here. she doesn't mind the company, and he's always good company. "that's a sad sight," she teases when she walks over to him. "ew, i'm not getting you a red bull. you should be getting me a drink." she looks around the empty lounge before her eyes are back on taesung. "are you, like, going through it or something? sit up, make some room for me."

open  to:  anyone  ! location:  resident's  lounge,  past  midnight

sunglasses  are  perched  atop  taesung's  nose  as  he's  unknowingly  made  a  home  on  one  of  the  lounge's  couches.  they  were  too  comfortable,  not  like  the  typical  overly-priced  seating  areas  made  purely  for  aesthetics.  it's  dark  enough  for  him  to  know  it  isn't  morning,  so  he's  sure  he  hasn't  slept  through  the  night  despite  his  drink  on  the  table  beside  him  being  watered  down.  the  sound  of  shuffling  feet  and  quiet  conversation  among  the  room  is  enough  to  make  him  return  to  his  previous  posture,  sprawled  out  with  a  leg  hanging  off  the  cushion  rather  than  getting  up  and  seeking  out  his  own  bed  to  take  a  nap  on.  by  the  looks  of  it,  the  night  was  still  young  anyway.  taesung  can  hear  someone  approaching,  eyes  remaining  shut  and  hidden  behind  dark  shades.  "five  more  minutes,  thanks,"  he  says,  voice  still  raspy  from  his  apparent  power  nap.  "oh  shit,  wait.  could  you  get  me  a  red  bull?  think  i  need  to  shotgun  one."

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♡ TASK 001: MOODBOARD.

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sophia was religious about the gym. since she was in the public eye quite a lot, and with the cameras rolling all the time, she needed to look good at all times. she liked avalon's gym, it was spacious enough and had everything she needed. she walks in, not quite surprised to find it relatively empty. it was quite early. elena's voice catches her attention, and she scoffs at her friend's words. "no one's going to be creeping around on you when your yoga form needs some serious work," she shoots back, giving her a playful smile, and moving closer to her and checking herself in the mirror as she begins to stretch. "have you been here long?"

who  : elena  +  anyone.  where  : fifth  floor  gym status  : 2/4  [  open  ]

elena  moved  through  her  morning  yoga  routine,  savoring  the  rare  stillness  of  the  early  hours  around  the  avalon.  she’d  come  here  to  be  alone,  to  quiet  her  thoughts  after  another  sleepless  night.  but,  that  only  lasted  so  long  before,  she  caught  a  faint  movement  out  of  the  corner  of  her  eye.  without  breaking  her  pose,  she  let  out  a  slow,  annoyed  sigh,  "can  i  help  you?"  she  questioned,  her  tone  as  flat  as  her  facial  expression.  "or  is  creeping  around  in  the  early  hours  just  …  your  thing?"

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"oh, please. don't be boring, mook. you can just join me instead, you know," she claims, quirking her eyebrow at the other in a way that signals that she's not taking no for an answer, handing her the wine bottle. "besides, i haven't seen anyone say we can't be having our little self-care time beside the outdoor pool." not that she wouldn't have broken the rules anyway. just because it's closed for the season, doesn't mean they can't chill there.

location: anywhere inside avalon

"i really don't think you should be doing that."

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"well, yeah, when you're giving the camera creepy eyes, of course they won't be using the scene," sophia claims, tone equal parts honest and playful, pushing a few strands of her hair back. "my deepest darkest secret is too interesting, you'll have to be a little more convincing if you want me to tell you."

location: front entrace of avalon

"oh look! there's another one!" he stares right into the lens of a camera, despite having been warned not to. "apparently they can't use the scenes if we look at them. quick, tell me your deepest darkest secret."

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[  jessica alexander,  ciswoman,  she/her,  n/a,  n/a  ] welcome  to  excesstv,  SOPHIA  GRACE  VARDY  —  or  should  i  say  the  primadonna  ?  …  a  quick  google  search  tells  me  you’re  a  TWENTY FIVE  year  old  MAKE UP BRAND OWNER who’s worth 650M.  you've  called  avalon  home  for  THREE YEARS,  however  something  tells  me  there’s  more  to  you  than  a  flashy  resume  and  penthouse  33B  on  your  door  ?  it  seems  you’ve  managed  to  earn  a  reputation  around  the   city   for  being  SHORT-TEMPERED,  yet,  upon  further  investigation  it  seems  you're  also  quite  CHARISMATIC.  but  hey,  thats  the  kind  of  mix  that  keeps  people  guessing.  i'm  sure  as  a  ARIES  you're  used  to  people  commenting  on  your  CARTIER DESTINÉE NECKLACE  /  THE SOUND OF VALENTINO GARAVANI PLATFORM PUMPS AGAINST MARBLE, GLOSSY PINK LIPSTICK STAINS ON WINE GLASSES, UNREAD TEXT MESSAGES, FOREVER CHECKING HERSELF OUT ON ANY MIRROR, & THE SCENT OF BACCARAT ROUGE 540.  but  still  we  can't  wait  to  watch  you  flourish  (  or  fail  )  these  next  few  weeks  … 

basics.

name: sophia grace vardy

nicknames: soph, sophie

age: 25 years old

birthday: april 5th, 1999

gender & pronouns: ciswoman, she/her

sexual orientation: bisexual

zodiac chart: aries sun, sagittarius moon, capricorn rising

place of birth: manhattan, new york

current residence: manhattan, new york

education: bachelor's degree from new york university

occupation: founder, owner, and chairperson of make up brand, soph

languages spoken: english, french, italian, some spanish

net worth: 650M

family.

father: william vardy (world renowned film director)

mother: daniella vardy née harding (supermodel)

brother: ian vardy (college student)

physical.

face claim: jessica alexander

height: 5'6" (168 cm)

hair color: blonde

eye color: green

tattoos: a dagger on her left side boob

piercings: lobe, upper lobe, and conch (both ears), helix and rook (right ear), belly button

personality.

positives: charismatic, persistent, confident, conversationalist, resilient, easy going, independent, fun, adaptable, outspoken

negatives: vain, impulsive, short-tempered, judgmental, stubborn, vindictive, selfish, nosy, spoiled, materialistic, closed-off

love languages (top 3): physical touch, quality time, receiving gifts

enneagram: the challenger (type 8)

mbti: esfp (the entertainer)

label: the primadonna

background.

sophia was born and raised in manhattan, with everything handed to her on a silver platter. her parents were never in the picture much, with her father's sky rocketing career taking priority, directing one box office winning movie after the other and running his production company (think james cameron), and her mother spending her days in different countries modeling for the biggest luxury brands (think cindy crawford). sophia was thrust into the spotlight at a very young age, taking some small roles in her father's films and doing some modeling with junior lines for luxury brands.

william vardy expected his kids to follow in his footsteps and work in film. after all, he needed someone to take over his beloved production company. despite the similarities in upbringing, sophia and her brother couldn't be anymore different. ian was always the more focused, academically-gifted, and disciplined of the two, and he grew to be his father's pride and joy, especially after showing much interest in following in his father's footsteps. sophia's spoiled, confrontational, and rebellious nature revealed itself at a young age, with her teenage years spent partying too much and breaking every rule there is, dating around, and refusing later on to partake in any movie, shoot, or event for her parents, not caring if that affected her family's image. much of it was to spite her father, whom she butted heads with a lot. her relationship with her mother wasn't perfect, by any means, but while her father was difficult, her mother was too passive, so it made getting along with her much easier.

at some point, her father presented her with an ultimatum, she either did something with her life or he cut her off. the latter, of course, was a nightmare. too stubborn and angry to work in film and appease her father and be financially dependent on him, she decided to do her own thing and explore some business ventures, launching her make up brand at eighteen with her mother. with her family's connections and her mother's initial guiding force, the brand rose to fame quite rapidly with many successful collaborations and releases. the brand became the only thing she was passionate and serious about.

joining season 1 of excesstv was an easy decision to make, acknowledging that it will benefit her brand, all the while being a fun experience. and well, sophia never said no to any opportunity which promised her more attention and fame...

connections.

tba.

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Jess Alexander for Grazia Magazine

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i can give you butterflies or anger issues, it’s your choice