09-21-2020, 10:32 AM
[align=center][div style="width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; font-family: calibri; letter-spacing: .6px; color: #494949;"]joey feels her breath get caught in her chest as she hears freddie call her name. fuck. green eyes flick up to see not only fred but another person heading her way; joey tries to clench her jaw, but her teeth still clatter against her will. she adjusts her shorts, pulling them up with a little flustered huff out of her nose. she hates that people are seeing her like this, she’s repulsed by herself. she’s meant to be the bombshell, the one everyone either wants or wants to be. but this? this isn’t anywhere near it. why couldn’t people just leave her be? hands in tight little fists and shoulders held up by her ears in reaction to the cold, joey shakes her head in response to freddie. she avoids looking at him, though, and didn’t reach for help from his hand.
rocks shift under her feet and she slips, but managed to catch herself, ungracefully, but anything to reject admitting she needs help. as her body starts to shake, joey’s whole body tenses to fight against the natural response to the cold. “ g-getting rid of the ba-baby weight, “ she answers she she fights the shiver; but she really doesn’t need to, in reality, joey’s a petite woman anyway and the small amount of extra weight made her less underweight as before, she sees something different though. joey finally makes eye contact with freddie and then the other man, her eyes vacant and dull. “ [color=#990000]i-i’m good-” she swallows, forcing a tight lipped smile that isn’t followed by her eyes and it fades as quickly as she forced herself to make it. she just wants to be left alone. maybe she could find a place to just sit and freeze...
she then turns, grabbing the big sweatshirt she’d worn down to the lake that’s in a pile on top of a rock. the cold is better than the numbness, even if it’ll lead to an even worse case; joey doesn’t have the foresight to have thought that through. she just hugs the hoodie to her chest and try to start heading back to the lodge, gaze fixed on the ground.
[spoiler=tags, updated 08/24/2020]◜BASICS ┊ [color=#990000]I HAD A DREAM◞
&. ❝ josephine elena van doren ❞ | joey, joy, hoey | female [ she/her ] .
&. 21 years old . | november first ; scorpio .
&. reaper of flintlock lodge .
◜PERSONALITY ┊ GOT EVERYTHING I EVER WANTED◞
&. impulsive . outgoing . femme fatale . flirtatious . seemingly emotionless . guarded . self-destructive . obsessive . hot headed . reckless . kleptomania tendencies . selfish . brat . assertive . loyal to those close to her . intuitive . stubborn . passionate . self-preserving . quick . nosey . reliable . non-committal . determined . secretive . resentful . resourceful . distrusting .
◜ APPEARANCE ┊ NOT WHAT YOU THINK ◞
&. five foot six & one hundred and seventeen pounds ; reference .
↳ blonde hair just past her collarbone, grows a dirtier blonde, lightening up as soon as any sun touches it .
↳ slim, muscular build. legs on the longer side .
↳ big blue/green doe eyes, light yet well-groomed eyebrows, full lips, dimples .
◜ INTERACTIONS ┊ AND IF I’M BEING HONEST ◞
&. [ 8/10 ] physically | [ 9/10 ] psychologically .
↳ difficulty w/ guns [ medium ] | difficulty w/ melees [ hard ] | difficulty w/ hand-to-hand [ hard ]
↳ combat information .
&. attack in bold #990000 | [member=570]scully[/member] | PM for any major plots .
&. friendly or nonviolent actions may be powerplayed .
◜INVENTORY ┊ IT MIGHT’VE BEEN A NIGHTMARE◞
&. [ 2 ] weapons | [ 0 ] armor pieces | [ 0 ] consumables | [ 2 ] aid items | [ 1 ] misc .
↳ one combat knife .
↳ a three piece throwing knife set
↳ one german short-haired pointer puppy, demetri
↳ one english setter puppy, robin
↳ a bracelet from her late mother, each one of her sisters has a piece to the same set, their mother having the biggest piece
◜ RELATIONSHIPS ┊ TO ANYONE WHO MIGHT CARE◞
&. elizabeth van doren (npc) x malcolm van doren (npc) | second youngest of nine children .
↳ cassian van doren, eldest, flintlock .
↳ beau van doren, second eldest, unknown .
↳ range rover van doren, unknown & scarlett van doren, dead .
↳ auden van doren, unknown & tara van doren, dead .
↳ maxine van doren, just older than joey, flintlock .
↳ richard van doren, youngest, flintlock .
&. pansexual, panromantic ; mongamous . | scared of commitment, however enjoys casual fun .
&. mother to rosalie willa van doren, newborn . [/spoiler]
rocks shift under her feet and she slips, but managed to catch herself, ungracefully, but anything to reject admitting she needs help. as her body starts to shake, joey’s whole body tenses to fight against the natural response to the cold. “ g-getting rid of the ba-baby weight, “ she answers she she fights the shiver; but she really doesn’t need to, in reality, joey’s a petite woman anyway and the small amount of extra weight made her less underweight as before, she sees something different though. joey finally makes eye contact with freddie and then the other man, her eyes vacant and dull. “ [color=#990000]i-i’m good-” she swallows, forcing a tight lipped smile that isn’t followed by her eyes and it fades as quickly as she forced herself to make it. she just wants to be left alone. maybe she could find a place to just sit and freeze...
she then turns, grabbing the big sweatshirt she’d worn down to the lake that’s in a pile on top of a rock. the cold is better than the numbness, even if it’ll lead to an even worse case; joey doesn’t have the foresight to have thought that through. she just hugs the hoodie to her chest and try to start heading back to the lodge, gaze fixed on the ground.
[spoiler=tags, updated 08/24/2020]◜BASICS ┊ [color=#990000]I HAD A DREAM◞
&. ❝ josephine elena van doren ❞ | joey, joy, hoey | female [ she/her ] .
&. 21 years old . | november first ; scorpio .
&. reaper of flintlock lodge .
◜PERSONALITY ┊ GOT EVERYTHING I EVER WANTED◞
&. impulsive . outgoing . femme fatale . flirtatious . seemingly emotionless . guarded . self-destructive . obsessive . hot headed . reckless . kleptomania tendencies . selfish . brat . assertive . loyal to those close to her . intuitive . stubborn . passionate . self-preserving . quick . nosey . reliable . non-committal . determined . secretive . resentful . resourceful . distrusting .
◜ APPEARANCE ┊ NOT WHAT YOU THINK ◞
&. five foot six & one hundred and seventeen pounds ; reference .
↳ blonde hair just past her collarbone, grows a dirtier blonde, lightening up as soon as any sun touches it .
↳ slim, muscular build. legs on the longer side .
↳ big blue/green doe eyes, light yet well-groomed eyebrows, full lips, dimples .
◜ INTERACTIONS ┊ AND IF I’M BEING HONEST ◞
&. [ 8/10 ] physically | [ 9/10 ] psychologically .
↳ difficulty w/ guns [ medium ] | difficulty w/ melees [ hard ] | difficulty w/ hand-to-hand [ hard ]
↳ combat information .
&. attack in bold #990000 | [member=570]scully[/member] | PM for any major plots .
&. friendly or nonviolent actions may be powerplayed .
◜INVENTORY ┊ IT MIGHT’VE BEEN A NIGHTMARE◞
&. [ 2 ] weapons | [ 0 ] armor pieces | [ 0 ] consumables | [ 2 ] aid items | [ 1 ] misc .
↳ one combat knife .
↳ a three piece throwing knife set
↳ one german short-haired pointer puppy, demetri
↳ one english setter puppy, robin
↳ a bracelet from her late mother, each one of her sisters has a piece to the same set, their mother having the biggest piece
◜ RELATIONSHIPS ┊ TO ANYONE WHO MIGHT CARE◞
&. elizabeth van doren (npc) x malcolm van doren (npc) | second youngest of nine children .
↳ cassian van doren, eldest, flintlock .
↳ beau van doren, second eldest, unknown .
↳ range rover van doren, unknown & scarlett van doren, dead .
↳ auden van doren, unknown & tara van doren, dead .
↳ maxine van doren, just older than joey, flintlock .
↳ richard van doren, youngest, flintlock .
&. pansexual, panromantic ; mongamous . | scared of commitment, however enjoys casual fun .
&. mother to rosalie willa van doren, newborn . [/spoiler]