T H E | S O C I E T Y || CAPITOL+AVOX

Name: fabulous[rave]n
Category: Avox plz
Tribute Look Alike: hi with mylee's permission, Cassie Radke (apparently rad-key and not ra-dick)
Character Idea: holy fuck okay, so she was this small town girl in a lonely world and she took the midnight hovercraft to the capitol and became an avox, right. ever since she was a younging, Bette (that her) was really dismissive and usually let herself get swept into the flow since it was easier than actually doing something like her mom always told her to. she was always like the world ain't going not a place, so what's the rush, right. her mother ended being a drug cartel though? and yeah, the peacekeepers came and it got a little awkward but her mom tried to convince them that Bette did it and like wow what a bitch. they didn't fully believe her but like it was just drugs in a lower district, so whynaut just take both of them, except Bette didn't do anything right - she kinda just got swept into some box and shipped into the capitol alone, since her mam was somewhere else. the two got seperated of course, and Bette had literally no idea why she was in some room thingy but they took out her tongue like what and she was pretty distressed. for a while, she did some pretty capitol work bc free labor right and it was nice and the flowers are pretty, but she ended up getting put up for bidding at this one point since she fucked a lot of things up on accident. some old guy bought her who kinda looked like her grandpa and she was like alright he's probably nice, and for a while she just helped him do some things until he got into like, dying her hair into a brunette-red thing. Bette was like woah at this point but never said anything (bc she couldn't hA) but just went with it since she could handle brown hair better than being put back into the avox thing since people treat free labor avoxes like shit and that's rood. he started shaping her though and it freaked her out a lot, like he kept measuring her stomach width and wingspan and started tattooing freckles into her skin and that bit her like a bitch. if she had a tongue she'd ask him a million questions on why, until she actually saw the inside of his desks (he rarely let her into his room since he liked his own privacy and all that, even though he was totally morphing her body???) and inside was like a thousand photos of Cassie Radke, and Bette at this point was like woah what the fuck. like, she never paid attention to the games all that much back in her small town, lonely world and it was like woah this guy. it was really fucking creepy though to her because like a few days later he made her go through this creepy ass underground operation to thin out her face and give her more sulken eyebags. late one of the nights afterwards she watched some of this like vhr (lol nerd) tapes when he was asleep and they were like, all of Cassie Radke and Shadow Bison in the games up to the point of the Jabberwockey. and afterwards Bette was this spitball of emotions, and she was pretty tempted to cheese gradder her face off, but all she did was rewatch the compliation. as if while she watched she could only feel one thing - some weak bond to this Cassie tribute.

besides if anything else they both had the same appearance, missing tongue and all.

Roleplay Sample: this one
Anythong Else: hi ja'mapelle twerkmaster, love me pls i'll probably try to make this make sense later i swear