it’s a sign of the times / open

[JOSEPHINE]

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; font-family: calibri; letter-spacing: .6px; color: #494949;"]joey can’t even really think, maisie’s listing of other symptoms doesn’t even register. she stares, big green eyes caught like a deer in headlights with her mouth ever so slightly hung open. she shakes her head a bit, “i-” she says with strained breath. it feels like her heart is about to burst through her chest. her eyes dart from maisie to the ground and back again, then to the paper in her hands. she takes the form with a robotic motion, but when she gets to looking at it, the letters swirl on the page, making her feel even more sick from the motion even though she’s standing still. joey closes her eyes, squeezing them tight and forcing herself to swallow. she huffs out a breath, shaking her head and placing the paper down on the counter.

“[color=#990000]i-i just need you to tell me i’m not pregnant, okay?!” joey snaps, shaking her head and opening her eyes again, furrowed brows looking directly at maisie. joey isn’t mad at her, she’s simply projecting from the stress and emotions of it all. she reaches out to steady herself by grabbing the counter. her breathing shakes as she tries to calm herself down without drawing too much attention to herself, she doesn’t want this to get out and spread like fucking wildfire. if this isn’t anything, will can’t know about it and if it is... she needs to be the one to tell him probably. “[color=#990000]i’m late, but it could be the altitude or something, right?” joey suggests, motioning with her free hand.

[spoiler=tags, updated 03/28/2020]◜BASICS ┊ [color=#990000]I HAD A DREAM◞
&. ❝ josephine elena van doren ❞ |  joey, joy, hoey | female [ she/her ] .
&. 21 years old . | november first ; scorpio .
&. forager 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
↳ one english setter puppy
↳ 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, flintlock .
↳ 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 with anyone .[/spoiler]

[truce.]

#75979e[align=center][div style="width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 6pt; letter-spacing: 2.5px; word-spacing: 0px; line-height: 12px; color: #000"]Ellie knew what it felt like to fear a pregnancy. Her first one, she was afraid and yet she so badly wanted to embrace it. After all, she was absolutely besotted by the idea of life with Mickey. Despite all of her worries, her doubts about their spiralling relationship, Ellie was always quite the optimist. Things would get better someday. They had to… Right? And there, in her hesitation, she found her answer.

The miscarriage was a tragedy, one which she suffered alone. After all, being on the run gave her no time to grieve, not when she was also grieving Winnie, grieving the end of her engagement and the end of that chapter.

Her second pregnancy came equally as a surprise, Ellie on her knees over the toilet bowl as she realized that this was it. She had become pregnant to a child whose father would never love neither her nor their baby. Daniel never felt anything for them apart from the innate desire to control them. Perhaps this time the circumstances were dreadful but at least Ellie had her baby.

Motherhood came to her easily.

Not every woman was cut out to be a mother, however. Perhaps some would struggle at the thought of bearing life. As if they’d never be good enough. As if it wasn’t the path that they wanted to take in life. But, as Ellie knew, sometimes things like this were inevitable. And, as Ellie sat in the clinic’s waiting room with Grace sat on her lap, it felt like Ellie was re-watching those nerve wracking moments of her life repeating right in front of her. 

Subtly, Ellie’s eyes flitted up to glance towards Joey as she began talking to Maisie. Any bout of unexplained nausea from a woman always had alarm bells ringing - nausea had been one of her first signs too. She shifted back in her seat, quickly lowering her gaze as she kissed the top of Grace’s head. The conversation continued until the mention of pregnancy was brought up rather loudly. Ellie lifted her head up again, trying not to let her curiosity get the best of her but… it wasn’t easy when she was directly in hearing range of the entire conversation.

Oh, poor girl, Ellie mused to herself. She could do nothing but sympathize. If it was a pregnancy, then Ellie would be sure to try and approach Joey at some point to talk to her about it, if her own experience could be any consolation.

[JOSEPHINE]

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; font-family: calibri; letter-spacing: .6px; color: #494949;"] she straightens out her left leg a few times, a half-hearted way to stomp her foot. joey’s immaturity roars its head in this moment. although her interests usually surround rather adult activities(including, but not limited to: sex, drinking, and stealing), but she’s never been forced into taking the responsibility of doing such things. in her family’s eyes, joey is one of the babies, still, to this very day, and they continue to protect and enable her in acting much younger than her twenty-one years. any issue the van doren’s faced, josephine and richard were shielded from it, the decisions being made by others with their best interests in mind. it preserved their ability to stay a kid longer than the rest; they all were forced to grow up before their time. no matter how much joey denies it and puts on her strong woman front, she’s still the little girl who watched the fire destroy their parents and family home. the behaviors she learned to cope with the loss just left a badly adjusted, trauma-ridden kid in clothes too big for her.

now, she’s being confronted with the reality of having a baby and none of her family could really get her out of it. she may not be alone in this, but her usual shield from consequences failed this time, joey had crossed a line. she squeezes her eyes shut, a couple tears emerging, but she wipes them away quickly and sucks in a small breath, puffing it back out a moment later. joey looks over to where people were sitting, eyes settling on elinor. she picks her out because of the child on her lap, “you!” she says, pointing a shaky finger at the woman, starting to face her, “[color=#990000]h-how did you know-ow?” joey stutters over her words, making a gesture in front and around her stomach. her eyes shift to look at the little girl, the eye contact only lasts a fraction of a second. joey can’t hold it, her arm wrapped around her waist, her free hand going up to cover her face. she stifles a cry, shaking her head, “[color=#990000]fuck me,”


[spoiler=tags, updated 03/28/2020]◜BASICS ┊ [color=#990000]I HAD A DREAM◞
&. ❝ josephine elena van doren ❞ |  joey, joy, hoey | female [ she/her ] .
&. 21 years old . | november first ; scorpio .
&. forager 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
↳ one english setter puppy
↳ 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, flintlock .
↳ 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 with anyone .[/spoiler]

[JOSEPHINE]

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; font-family: calibri; letter-spacing: .6px; color: #494949;"]she begins making her way down to the village. the little trek has become a well used one in the last few weeks with the remodels and work being done. it’s looking pretty nice, joey hasn’t done too much help since she doesn’t have any shop to open, but just support for others. after a bad fit with nausea this morning and getting sick, she’s decided to pay maisie a little visit at her clinic and just see if there’s anything she knows to help with it. in the very back of joey’s mind she knows being pregnant is a possibility but she’s in a deep level of denial, shoving the idea back each and every time it pops up. it couldn’t. her and will are simply messing around, no strings, and she doesn’t want kids, and is pretty sure he doesn’t either. so, even though she’s dying to be told it’s nothing, joey’s telling herself she’s just stopping by the clinic to support maisie since she was the first one she spoke to and maisie’s been very sweet the whole time.

the closer joey gets the more she feels her body go into a fight or flight state. she chews on the inside of her cheek, just hoping not to run into a bunch of people, or at least just make it moms. she slips into the clinic, glancing over her shoulder as she does just to see if anyone’s following. her jaw clenches, rolling up on the balls of her feet after side-stepping the door. there’s a couple people in the waiting room, but she doesn’t see maisie; which feels like a blow to her chest. she fiddles with the bracelet on her wrist, spinning it as she does. someone greets her and asks her what she’s doing.

with an awkward laugh and shrug, “j-just some nausea and sickness the last week or so,” she says, a rare stutter coming from her. when it leaves her mouth, the fact that she can’t exactly remember the last time she had her period. her eyes shoot to the floor, focusing everything into trying not to cry.


// so basically here it is, joey very publicly figuring out she’s pregnant. anyone can be there and ask her questions!

[spoiler=tags, updated 03/28/2020]◜BASICS ┊ [color=#990000]I HAD A DREAM◞
&. ❝ josephine elena van doren ❞ |  joey, joy, hoey | female [ she/her ] .
&. 21 years old . | november first ; scorpio .
&. forager 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
↳ one english setter puppy
↳ 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, flintlock .
↳ 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 with anyone .[/spoiler]

[MAISE.]

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