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Apr 20, 2018 20:00:14 GMT
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Josalyn Anastasia Kulikov
FACE CLAIM: Yvonne Strahovski♦ THE BASICS ♦
AGE: 34
GENDER: Female
ORIENTATION: Demisexual
POSITION: Bartender // Bookstore Owner
♦ THE ABILITY ♦
POWER: N/A
LIMITATIONS:
N/A
SIDE-EFFECTS:
N/A
♦ THE FREEFORM ♦
Yeah, I’ve got a history. Not that you’d find out much. I made sure of that. Now it’s just the fine print in the story about a girl from Chicago.
I started out the same as anyone else. A tiny little thing that was a royal pain to take care of. Although I’ve been told I was sneaky to boot. Baby’s first lie at only 3 years old. Something like that. I’d like to think I got better with time. Would explain some of the things I got away with once I got older.
My parents thought I was just a saint. I was their only child, so I guess it was only natural they’d think that. Plus I tried my hardest not to get caught or cause them trouble. What hell I raised, I took care of. Half the stuff never even passed their general vicinity, and what did I was extra careful with. It was college, ironically, that helped mellow me out. Or by that point I’d gotten so bored of pulling my little stunts that I didn’t even bother.
It was after college that my life took a wild turn.
You could say I fell in with the wrong crowd. The sort that you didn’t want to run into in an alleyway. Definitely not the kind you’d want to piss off. But I didn’t know that: I was just a bartender. Yeah for all that schooling, I was just mixing drinks and keeping tabs. My parents weren’t too happy, but I was content. Got to see plenty of things behind the counter. And of course it was the whole reason I got involved in the first place.
Apparently I had made an impression. A good one thankfully. Suddenly I was getting an offer to work somewhere a little more "high-class." Or at least somewhere the pay was a lot better. It was a really nice casino to put it lightly. Didn’t make it any less depressing to see how many were addicted to the games inside, but at least the scenery around them was decent. Even Limbo could be pretty.
Working there was good though. I learned a thing or two while there. Even got to work some of the tables on occasion. Almost anything involving cards was my specialty. I had a knack for it- still do. But tending the bar was my main job. It, among a few other things, was why I’d been brought in.
I worked there for years. Like I said, it paid well. The people were some of the best I’ve ever met. Maybe not by society’s standards, but they felt a lot like family to me. So I wasn’t really adverse to doing a few odd jobs here and there to help them out. Just small things that didn’t matter that much in the grand scheme of things. Always came with good rewards.
Eventually, though, things changed. I’m not going to go into it, because frankly I don’t want to. And I couldn’t even if I did. But let’s just say we had a bit of a scare, and I wanted out. Only thing was, that sort of thing didn’t really happen with the people I knew. That “family” I liked? We enjoyed keeping things tight between us.
I was eventually given a pass. Or more like a long leash with a strong hand. The moment I get a little too rowdy, it’ll get a tug. Except I don’t plan on it. Family’s still family, and for all my faults I’m loyal. So right now I’m just happy with my little bookstore, my cats, and my peace in Sunny-side, Oregon. I've only been here for a little while now, but it's nice. Though I still work a bar. Old habits die hard, I guess.
♦ THE PLAYER ♦
USERNAME: Gorgon
AGE GROUP: 22
EXPERIENCE: 5 years
WHERE DID YOU FIND US? Proboards Directory in the most wonderful accidental click ever
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Mar 15, 2018 15:06:54 GMT
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