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» BASIC INFORMATION
Name: Arianna Jamison
Nickname: Ari
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual

Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Blonde
Height | Weight: 5'3 | 137lbs
Body Type: Thin to athletic
Tattoos | Piercings: No tattoos | basic ear piercings, along with her belly button (which is frowned upon by her family)

» PERSONALITY;
Being told to bury her emotions most of her life, sometimes Arianna has trouble communicating with others how she's feeling. She can fly off the handle sometimes if her anger isn't checked soon enough, but usually that's just anger she takes out on herself and her surroundings, since she can't even fathom exploding on her parents. Though she knows her parents love her, their version of love is too uptight and strict. They want what's best for them, not for her. Although Arianna is far from stupid, she has to remember to apply herself, especially when it comes to schooling. She prefers to spend her time being social, and it takes a good amount of commitment for her to buckle down. She's impulsive and impatient, but on the other side of that, she has a soft spot and cares deeply for things like animals (the cute ones) and music.

Likes: heels | being an only child | colorful pens | the beach
Dislikes: fancy, stuffy dinners | being told what to do | too spicy food | hot coffee
Quirks: tugs on her hair when embarrassed or stressed | has trouble controlling her facial expressions

» BIOGRAPHY;
Arianna is the only child of Tessa and Brandon Jamison, a wealthy couple consisting of a socialite and a big shot lawyer, respectively. Growing up, Arianna learned how to walk, talk, and act the 'proper' way. She was homeschooled for most of her life, only attending high school after begging her parents for years to let her go. She managed to make friends there, and was considered one of the 'popular' girls, mostly because she had money. People used her left and right, and she remembered crying on more than one occasion after realizing someone had betrayed her.

To which her mother would respond with-- "Get up, girl. They're not the first and won't be the last. We have guests coming over, and you need to look and act right."

A few years after high school, Arianna was introduced to Xavier. She could tell this meeting was different than the rest, but when her family dropped the bombshell arranged marriage onto her shoulders, she freaked. Her mother caught her fleeing form in the hallway, and promptly slapped her across the face for embarrassing herself and her parents like that. She was then forced to go back into the room, face burning, and sit across from her betrothed to be.

Arianna was able to go to college, which was something she wanted, and she graduated with a degree in design. Now she's twenty five, and her impending marriage feels closer than ever.


» MISCELLANEOUS;
. She wants to be a fashion designer
. Big dogs scare her
. She hates wintertime
. She's also afraid of thunderstorms
. Her favorite color is purple

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Full name ▻ Nicolas Corvin
Nickname ▻ Nico or Nic
Age ▻ 33 years old
Gender ▻ Male
Sexuality ▻ Straight
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▻ Basic Information
Eye Color ▬ Brown
Hair Color ▬ Black
Height ▬ 6'2
Weight ▬ 183lbs
Body Type ▬ Lean and strong
Tattoos and piercings ▬ Nico is covered in a variety of tattoos.
Scars ▬ He also has a few "battle scars" that decorate his body.

Likes ▬ Cigarettes, alcohol, gambling (even to he has the worst luck), dogs, coffee, and strawberries.
Dislikes ▬ Idiotic people, children, soda, cold weather, unnecessary violence, and loud, crowded places.

▻ Personality
Upon your first meeting with Nic, he appears to be quiet and aloof, even to those he likes. He stands tall and has a very intimidating aura that surrounds him but underneath his front lies a laid-back attitude and a naturally mischievous old man. He seems to find enjoyment in picking on people; illustrating his dark and sarcastic sense of humour. He also exhibits sadistic behaviour, especially on the battlefield, where he can be seen smiling while in combat. Moreover, he tends to toy with his "prey" that are weaker than himself before finishing them off remorselessly.

Nicolas isn't without heart though. He cares for those close to him(which is very few) and is extremely protective. Though frequently irritable, he's also capable of small acts of kindness. Despite his cheerful and laid-bad demeanour, Nic has a nihilistic view on society as a whole that he hides behind humour. He often holds those around him at arms length when it comes to his personal issues.

Quirks ▬ Nic is actually quite impulsive. He never gives much thought before making a decision and ends up with more than he bargained for.

▻ Biography
Nicolas was made an orphan at an early age and had since been raised by the ruling gang in the city that went by the name of "Corvinus." The leader of the gang went by the name of Michael Corvin and had taken little Nico under his wing. He was told that his parents, Elizabeth and Takashi Miyazaki, were killed in a car accident, but by the age of 10, Nico had figured out that they were just loose ends being tied up. They had apparently owed the Corvin family thousands of dollars and kept dodging the collectors. It was during a cold winter night that his father, Takashi, packed up his family in the dead of night and had every intention to flee to a different state. Unfortunately for them, collectors had picked up their trail and were killed. That was just the kind of world he was forced to live in and Michael raised Nico to become the collector he is today as a way to repay his parent's debt.

It wasn't an easy childhood, being brought up by a bunch of gang members, but he survived. He was taught how to fight and he has the scars to prove it. If he had somehow been caught by a rival gang or the authorities, it would be nearly impossible to get him to talk. Needless to say, Nico doesn't fear pain or death. Even after learning the truth of his parent's death, Nico stayed loyal to their murderer. "Always repay your debt. It's their own fault they died." was the mentality he carried with him. Though he was raised by a pack of wolves, Nico found a passion for music. He taught himself a variety of musical instruments and even enjoyed singing. He was a man of the arts and carried himself with an elegance that it was almost unimaginable to think that he was a collector. One of the best, strongest and most dangerous of the bunch. Michael felt pride towards the boy and adopted him as his own son. "One day, you will be the leader of this clan." and from then on, Nico's future was set in stone.

▻ Misc.
▬ Nico is known for picking up street dogs and training them extremely well.
▬ He has exactly 8 dogs of various sizes.
▬ His favourite colour is red.
▬ Nico has an extremely high pain tolerance.
▬ Nico is surprisingly good at playing a variety of musical instruments such as the piano, violin and guitar.
▬ He's also really good at singing.

▬ Voice
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Arianna Jamison
"in my defense, i was left unsupervised."​

location: bad part of town

mood: uneasy

with: creepy guy

tags: Machine

outfit: xXx

Arianna couldn't believe it.

She stood at the corner of Baxter and some other street-- she couldn't tell which one because the streetsign had been torn off of the hinge-- and she was all alone. "So much for party of the century!" She groaned, spinning herself in a slow circle as she struggled to recognize a landmark through a tequila-induced haze. She wasn't drunk, per se, but she had enough liquor in her system to not recognize that she might be in more trouble than she thought.

Meeting her friends out here had been a mistake. Or at least agreeing to it without an escort. Sure, I'll meet you out there! No, I don't need someone to go with me. I'll be fine, don't worry about me! Ugh! How stupid could she be? It wasn't as though she ventured into downtown often. Ever, really. She made it a point to stay out of this damned part of the city.

Clay had offered to drive her, but after seeing how many pills he'd popped, she knew she was better off going alone. And she didn't drive-- no, she was smarter than that. She'd called an uber, but not even the uber driver knew where the address was she'd given him. So he dropped her off as close as he could get, and he'd hightailed it out of there before she could even ask him a question or give him a tip.

"Son of a bitch." Glad her mother wasn't around to hear her choice language, she huffed and started off down the sidewalk. The party her fiance had been invited to was exclusive. So exclusive, apparently, that it didn't exist, and Clay wasn't known for answering his phone once he was high. She hadn't charged hers before leaving, either-- it was completely dead and useless to her now.

All she had was the address scribbled on the piece of paper from where Clay had written it down for her. It was supposed to be off of one of these side streets, but how was she supposed to know which one if the damn signs themselves had all been vandalized? With her heels clicking on the pavement, the cool air brushing against her exposed thighs, she could feel her determination waning.

She didn't sense the trouble until it was too late. He'd been following her for a while, but she'd been so focused on her own problems and her disappearing buzz that by the time she saw him, he was too close. She froze, and so did he, both of them apparently deciding what to do.

He lunged at the same time she dipped, a scream tearing from her throat as his fingers wrapped around her ankle. She hit the ground hard, the scream abruptly ending as the air was knocked out of her lungs. She heard the man grunt and nearly threw up, scraping the ground as she attempted to crawl away from him. "Get OFF of me!"

This is it, she thought to herself frantically, wishing she'd taken the chance on Clay's driving now. This is how it ends.

codedbycrucialstar​