Cotton candy pink with bright orange and platinum highlights (naturally blond), around 5 inches past shoulder lengthEyes:
Works at an ice cream parlorHobbies outside of racing:
Going to the beach, watching movies, playing volleyball, video games, pool, pokerAppearance/Style:
Star's fashion sense isn't particularly refined, so her outfits have a tendency to look a little trashy, sometimes maybe more than a little. She's got several tattoos, her most obvious one being the string of multicolored stars that starts from the front of her right shoulder, goes diagonally across her back and then wraps around her side, finishing at her left hip. She's also got a big ribbon on the back of either one of her thighs, a bundle of fireworks on the outside of her right thigh, naughty things (gun, grenade, knife) on her left upper back and nice things (angel wings, heart, flower and another ribbon) on her lower right back. Personality:
Star can definitely be a handful to deal with. She's very emotional, impulsive, and her fuse is often quite short. She's very opinionated and stubborn, and it's one hell of an accomplishment to ever make her admit that she's wrong. Filtering herself is not something that Star does very well, so if there's something on her mind, she'll almost always say it first and consider the consequences second. Also in the same vein, her actions are primarily governed by her emotions, so she's not the person to see about making calm, rational decisions. Star is also very competitive and abhors losing, and she's not always the most gracious in defeat.
On the other hand, for anyone who can look past her considerable flaws, she's also an extremely kind, caring and generous person who'll do anything
for a friend. As far as she's concerned, they're her family. And as long as she's in a good mood, she's very lively, excitable and loves to have fun and crack jokes, so she can be a joy to be around as much as she can be a pain.History:
Star. Her mother was probably high when she decided to name her. The woman had either been high or trying to get high the entire time that Star had known her, so it wasn't a very big stretch to think so. Her father had left before she was born. At least she had her brother Chase, who was three years older than her. He'd always looked after her as her best friend and almost even a father figure. As they grew older and their mother went even further off the rails, Chase even dropped out of high school so that he could work two jobs and keep the lights on and food on the table.
That would have given Star the chance to graduate had she not fallen in with the wrong crowd and started to go down the same dark path as her mom. She dropped out of school without ever telling her brother and lied and pretended that she was still going while he worked his ass off for nothing. Less than a year before she would have been supposed to graduate, Chase decided to enlist in the army so that he could maybe save enough money to help her pay for college, and after four years of service the military would pay for his college as well.
Star begged him not to go, feeling horribly guilty about what she'd done...but she still couldn't bring herself to tell him. She carried on the lie even after he left, even when they spoke on the phone, telling him that her graduation had gone fine, that she was working to save money and looking into potential colleges. Little did she know that she'd never get the chance to come clean and that the next time she saw Chase, he'd be lying lifelessly inside of a coffin.
It broke her world and greatly accelerated her downwards spiral towards rock bottom, which was where Jason would find her when he returned home and tried to get in touch with her, since she was the closest tie left to his best friend. Star was living with some guy in a trailer park. He was a drug dealer, pretty much the lowest of the low, and he smoked and snorted more product than he actually sold, but he shared it with her and he had a roof for her to sleep under, so she slept with him as long as he could give her those two things.
Thankfully, Jason had her cell phone number and called first, so when they met up, Star was sober and able to pretend like everything was fine, practically slipping back into the same lie that she felt so horrible about a second time without even thinking. They kept in touch loosely, and she kept up appearances with him...until she came knocking on his door in the middle of the night a few weeks later with a black eye and blood pouring from her nose and a broken lip.
Star had to come clean, and after having realized that night just how badly she needed to stop what she was doing, she begged Jason to help her fix herself.Current Situation:
She's doing much better after having spent the last six months living with Jason. Star knew that he'd been getting into racing ever since he came back from the military, and because she wanted to feel like she was keeping a small part of her brother's legacy alive, she told him that she wanted to do it too. He helped Star get the project truck that Chase had been working on before leaving into drivable shape, and after she'd gotten some experience behind the wheel and some spare cash from working at her new job, they tacked on a few upgrades.
As they both got more and more into it, Star was unsatisfied with the rate at which they were improving, so she made the suggestion of renting a house together with all of the other amateur racers that they knew so that they could live and breathe it every day and accelerate the process. With his help and input from the others, the plan took shape and now they're ready to work their way up to the top of Tampa's extremely competitive underground racing scene.Car:
Rat rod style 2001 Chevrolet S-10
Blonde, Long, WavyEyes:
Baby/Sky BlueCurrent Occupation:
Dress Shop ClerkHobbies outside of racing:
Designing Dresses, Swimming, Riding Motorcycles, Dancing, Video games.Appearance/Style:
Casual Dresser, Loves wearing High heels and light make up. Special Attire depending on the situations she's in, and of course Leathers when she rides/Races. Personality:
She is quiet around people she doesn't know, however always tries her best to have manners, be polite and friendly with everyone. Although she can be very chatty and a little scatter brained when she gets on a rolling rant, especially when it comes to Bikes and Clothing. She comes off as being quite docile but when she's not concerned and self conscious about herself, she can be quite focused and determined in whatever she does. History:
Naomi Silver had always had a spark for clothing and art, ever since she was a girl. Growing up and reality kicking her in the ass at each turn, she realized life wasn't as simple as television or movies seemed to dictate. Not having a lot of money and lucky enough to score a job as a store clerk she had purchased a small motorcycle to get her around, cheap and fairly cost effective she came to love riding a motorcycle.
But even that idea seemed to be short lived, as Naomi months later discovered that there are great dangers in being a motorcyclist. Narrowly escaping death in a car accident she had decided it was time for a car, of course she hadn't a lot of money. Selling her bike she took out a loan from the bank to afford anything she could get, however since she was in for a penny when it came to a loan she thought "why not go all out". Deciding to purchase a nice small sporty car, a 2002 Mazda Rx - 8. She wasn't accustomed to racing, spending her weekday night practising high speeds and various types of cornering. So much so she feels she could be a good racer, being swept up in the speed and the excitement. Deciding she wants to race, goes out and finds a way...Current Situation:
Naomi is looking for ways she can prove she's ready to race BY racing, any money involved would simply be a onus to paying off her debt.Car:
Mazda RX - 8 2002, Silver.
Juliana 'Jules' DangAge:
Naturally black hair, often dyed. Currently a brunette.Eyes:
Chestnut brown Current Occupation:
Bank TellerHobbies outside of racing:
EDM, raving, eating, sleeping, jogging, bicycling, driving and an oddly new development for her, bankingAppearance/Style:
Juliana's attire can be called modern but ultimately casual. Tanks, light tops, shorts and sneakers dominate her wardrobe, with a small part of it dedicated to her work attire, which she'll rip off of herself almost as soon as she's done work.
Her hair is something of a pride piece. She'd never work on her car the same day as an important date or during the week so that she can be perfectly presentable publicly. Personality:
A sweetheart is putting it simply for Juliana. Time spent on negative emotions is time wasted for her; she'll often just walk away from situations that are getting her down if it is at all possible. Her core group of friends have shaped her into the person she is in that they have always been around for her and she has promised herself that she will do the same, giving her a very 'give-and-give' mentality to life. She has no real dreams of big houses, families and lawns, instead loving the idea of being surrounded by the friends she has.
That's how she is with those in the house, though. Almost as if there's a switch, Juliana can be rather cold toward people she doesn't know or care to know. At work she's rather blunt in order to get through her day to go home to her friends and car. Another aspect of Juliana that can bring out the bad side of her personality is when she or those she loves feels threatened. Anywhere, though especially races, where trash talk and empty threats are tossed around, Jules can get quite catty.History:
[Not real writing, mostly brainstorming between the three of us! Well, mostly me. Screw you kids.
Much like the first incarnation of Fast and Furious, I imagine Juliana has known at least one person from the very beginning. How deeply that history is can vary, though I would like it to be fairly close. Anywhere from a one-and-only confidant to previous-amicable-relationship that became a better friendship to whateverthefuck. Doesn't necessarily have to be one of you two, but I want to feel somewhat more important than the other kids.
(You totally don't have to indulge me if you guys got something more significant and deep going on elsewhere!) Other than that...]
Juliana grew up in Tampa, being raised by a young, single father thanks to an equally young, naive and hopefully now miserable mother. Her father was always full of love and praise for her little girl, giving everything he could to her up until she was ready to go out on her own. Still being fairly young, her father took the opportunity to work abroad, keeping in contact with his only daughter through letters, simply because it's more fun. [Yadda yadda yadda, kinda hard to write about with less than half the details. I figure her daddy issues can come out in the RP if it's even remotely important for some reason.] Current Situation:
[Somehow snagged a full-time, entry level job at The Bank of America. Has no real ambition to move up given that she's comfortable where she is.
Wants to have raunchy sex with everyone in the house at least once.
A Black, 1998 Acura Integra GSR Coupe. Purchased a few years ago when her father left the country so she could sell the clunker she had at the time. Well maintained with a few perks inside of it.
Blake Riven RichardsonAge:
Waitress/Bartender.Hobbies outside of racing:
Occasional Smoker (You'll never catch her with one at home alone), Video Games, Comics, Go-Karting, Listening to Music, Exercising/Working Out, Photography, Yoga, Swimming, Gymnastics, Eatting out, Occasionally drinking (She doesn't drink alone at home.)Appearance/Style:
Blake's tough-girl exterior certainly shines through with the way she looks in some aspects; her left arm is completely covered in tattoo's that stretch across her chest and down her side and left thigh, stopping just above her knee. She has a few piercings that are obvious to the naked eye like her flesh tunnels, second piercing on her ear and her tragus, along with other piercings that aren't so obvious like her tongue and navel. She likes the idea of looking feminine, so it is obvious that shes female in what she usually wears, but would secretly like to be able to suit things a little more feminine. On her abdomen, just to the right, is a small scar that has been rumored to be the wound of a fight she'd gotten into in her younger teen years, though really its from where she had her appendix removed when she was fifteen. Personality:
Because of her background, Blake likes to put on a 'tough girl' front but it's only to hide her real personality. In reality, she likes girly things and is rather delicate but she would never show this to anyone. She can be quite sensitive to what other people say to or about her, but her facade would not allow her to get emotional in front of anyone. Instead, she would rather start a fight or argue back, even if she didn't think she would be able to win. Although petite, Blake can be stubborn, quite snappy and argumentative to most; her work colleges refer to her as a little firecracker. She finds it hard to make friends most of the time as she can be quite a complex character but once she gets them she's very fierce about sticking up for them. Blake's aggressiveness can be a hindrance to her in most situations as it causes her to be reckless and clouds her judgement. It also causes her to be blunt with her words, without much thought as to what the consequences of them would be. Overall, she's very sceptical of strangers and finds others kindness suspicious but once she befriends someone she's hooked for life.History:
Blake was born in the state of New Jersey, but her family moved down to South Carolina soon after her birth. Her upbringing wasn't the best; her and her 7 siblings had to practically fend for themselves. Between her alcoholic father and drug-addicted, bunny boiler mother, the kids had no chance. If it weren't for the older siblings growing up fast, some of them would have probably starved to death. Her three youngest siblings, a pair of boy twins and a slightly younger girl, was taken off them and fostered out as soon as the girl turned one. It wasn't unusual for them to be beaten occasionally, but the older ones always took the fall for the smaller kids. Blake will always remember the time that her oldest brother jumped in front of her when her father removed his belt to beat her. Her brother put up a good fight and argued with the man for ages but it only resulted in him taking her beating instead. One by one, her older brothers and sisters started moving out as soon as they could and when she was the oldest left, she took their places. Blake was the sixth oldest of the group. Another memory she would never forget is the time she stuck up for her little sister and her father actually ended up breaking a couple of her ribs after she retaliated back, giving him a hard slap. He shoved her so hard against the wall that it took her a while to catch her breath and realize where the pain was coming from. That instant happened when she was twelve and it wasn't the last.
As soon as she was eighteen, Blake moved to Florida to stay with a distant aunt until she could afford to live alone. She procured herself a job and began saving up money for a place to live. On her twentieth birthday, her aunt and uncle brought her a car and although it was beat up and rough, she loved it. Blake realized she loved cars from a young age and when she started driving in school, she loved it even more. It wasn't long before she moved out into her own apartment; it was only small and her bed was in her living room with an open plan kitchenette, the only other room being the old bathroom, but it completed its purpose and that's all she needed.Current Situation:
A beat-up 1990 Nissan 300zx