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full name
roseanne park ━ park chaeyoung 박채영
date of birth
FEBRUARY 11TH, 1997 ━ AQUA SUN ARIES MOON
orientation
uninterested ━ panrom. demiual
occupation
freelancer journalist by profession, but an artist by passion
timezone
GMT + 8 ━ PHILIPPINE STANDARD TIME
writing style
THIRD DETALIED, PARA TO MULTI PARA OR NOVELLA
prefered generes
ANGST, HORROR, SLICE OF LIFE, ROMANCE, FLUFF
additional info
WILL ONLY HAPPEN WHEN DISCUSSED, AND PLEASE INCLUDE TRIGGER WARNINGS IN REPLIES.
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how you tried to set them free.
starry, starry night : one.
— ❝ Starry, starry night,
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know
the darkness in my soul. ❞
The skies were bluer than blue, the summer fields the right shade of yellow, and the world a little more beautiful than usual the day a golden-haired girl was born. Such purity ran through her bones, purity which stemmed from her artist of a father who gave her the name "roseanne" ━ for he believed she would be as delicate and captivating as the flower itself. Along with the fragility came an undiluted curiosity; a gift, from her exploress mother who knew so much and yearned to know more.
Her mother preferred "Chaeyoung" and so did she, as they do seem to share a liking for the simpler things in life. A frightful combination she was indeed, Chaeyoung's life had been so utterly perfect since the day she met the world. It was as if every detail was sketched and articulated into place by a divine hand with a keenness for delight. Chaeyoung was a bright child born into a bright family and lived a bright life as a bright little lass.
As such did the young girl grow up, with a swan-like aura and always overflowing with questions that none were fit to answer. Restless was she with every waking moment, a hungry queried mind devouring what little it could and making treasure of it whenever possible. Gentle was she as well, with a heart that shone true through the hobby of making art she took on from her father. Her eyes were eyes that knew, not just for what they see but for what they perceive ━ eyes that know all and spoke of none, merely translating to color the anguish and glory they see; such a valuable trait for an artist, and a remarkable ability for a human being.
Many would envy chaeyoung, for she seemed to have everything most girls would want: a considerable set of abilities, a family capable of providing, a solid and sound education, a delicate sort of beauty, and a fragrant sounding name. Many would also think that a feminine figure like her mother would be the person chaeyoung looks up to. and they could not have been more wrong ━ though she and her mother share the same tastes in plenty of things, most of the values chaeyoung has learned to live by she'd gotten from her fragile father.
her monsieur, she'd learned to live and laugh because of her father. a fig tree of a man whose name "vincent" perfectly encompasses his spirits: a lover who understood and empathized, an artist who was quite often misunderstood yet befriends the struggles. such a man was he in chaeyoung's eyes, how powerful his delicacy seemed to a young girl who knew nothing about the harsh horrors of this world. she took after her father vincent and was largely influenced by him; in all her ways and decisions she sought after his approval first.
her mother was the strength that held the three of them together. declared barren after giving birth to chaeyoung, she'd set her life's focus on providing for her family and being the voice of reason to balance them out. the pillar of the family, park moonseung was chaeyoung's idea of strength and her model of intellect as she aged.
everything remained crystal and perfect until they moved to jangseung year 2008, for a private project her mother moonseung wanted to pursue about strange findings and occasional "paranormal" activities. plagued by the nipping of her curiosity, still she moved further with her plans. despite the many threats posed by the natives about suspicious places, the family decided to continue on with rellocating houses. it was calm at first, none out of the ordinary had been observed. until once in a dark july evening when moonseung was late for dinner, and came back loftier and more agitated than usual. her behaviour only started to become worse as time passes, even so much as inflicting pain both physical and verbal onto her daughter and husband ━ something that she, no matter how cynical, could never do without the influence of the so called spirals.
vincent chose to remain calm and reasoned with his wife as best as he can, all while ensuring his daughter's safety as well. it was truly terrifying for a young girl, to see her pillar of strength go unsteady and so violent in a place she was not entirely comfortable with. nothing was going right for the young little rose at that moment; school was rough, mom and dad kept fighting, scary things around her are happening and she's stuck with so many unfamiliar things. her father had kept her fear best at bay during those times, but the growing fear over her mother only developed and developed.
further did that fear grow, when chaeyoung saw scars and lashes on her father's body. he'd been trying so hard to get things back into order. until finally, her father decided to discuss with everyone the possibility of moving out of the town one evening over salvaged baked chicken and reheated pasta, and moonseung grabbed the nearest knife and stabbed her husband straight at the heart with one clean swipe.
she could have gotten chaeyoung, too, if not for their neighbor who beat her to her mother's temple with the loud bellowing of a gunshot.
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know
the darkness in my soul. ❞
The skies were bluer than blue, the summer fields the right shade of yellow, and the world a little more beautiful than usual the day a golden-haired girl was born. Such purity ran through her bones, purity which stemmed from her artist of a father who gave her the name "roseanne" ━ for he believed she would be as delicate and captivating as the flower itself. Along with the fragility came an undiluted curiosity; a gift, from her exploress mother who knew so much and yearned to know more.
Her mother preferred "Chaeyoung" and so did she, as they do seem to share a liking for the simpler things in life. A frightful combination she was indeed, Chaeyoung's life had been so utterly perfect since the day she met the world. It was as if every detail was sketched and articulated into place by a divine hand with a keenness for delight. Chaeyoung was a bright child born into a bright family and lived a bright life as a bright little lass.
As such did the young girl grow up, with a swan-like aura and always overflowing with questions that none were fit to answer. Restless was she with every waking moment, a hungry queried mind devouring what little it could and making treasure of it whenever possible. Gentle was she as well, with a heart that shone true through the hobby of making art she took on from her father. Her eyes were eyes that knew, not just for what they see but for what they perceive ━ eyes that know all and spoke of none, merely translating to color the anguish and glory they see; such a valuable trait for an artist, and a remarkable ability for a human being.
Many would envy chaeyoung, for she seemed to have everything most girls would want: a considerable set of abilities, a family capable of providing, a solid and sound education, a delicate sort of beauty, and a fragrant sounding name. Many would also think that a feminine figure like her mother would be the person chaeyoung looks up to. and they could not have been more wrong ━ though she and her mother share the same tastes in plenty of things, most of the values chaeyoung has learned to live by she'd gotten from her fragile father.
her monsieur, she'd learned to live and laugh because of her father. a fig tree of a man whose name "vincent" perfectly encompasses his spirits: a lover who understood and empathized, an artist who was quite often misunderstood yet befriends the struggles. such a man was he in chaeyoung's eyes, how powerful his delicacy seemed to a young girl who knew nothing about the harsh horrors of this world. she took after her father vincent and was largely influenced by him; in all her ways and decisions she sought after his approval first.
her mother was the strength that held the three of them together. declared barren after giving birth to chaeyoung, she'd set her life's focus on providing for her family and being the voice of reason to balance them out. the pillar of the family, park moonseung was chaeyoung's idea of strength and her model of intellect as she aged.
everything remained crystal and perfect until they moved to jangseung year 2008, for a private project her mother moonseung wanted to pursue about strange findings and occasional "paranormal" activities. plagued by the nipping of her curiosity, still she moved further with her plans. despite the many threats posed by the natives about suspicious places, the family decided to continue on with rellocating houses. it was calm at first, none out of the ordinary had been observed. until once in a dark july evening when moonseung was late for dinner, and came back loftier and more agitated than usual. her behaviour only started to become worse as time passes, even so much as inflicting pain both physical and verbal onto her daughter and husband ━ something that she, no matter how cynical, could never do without the influence of the so called spirals.
vincent chose to remain calm and reasoned with his wife as best as he can, all while ensuring his daughter's safety as well. it was truly terrifying for a young girl, to see her pillar of strength go unsteady and so violent in a place she was not entirely comfortable with. nothing was going right for the young little rose at that moment; school was rough, mom and dad kept fighting, scary things around her are happening and she's stuck with so many unfamiliar things. her father had kept her fear best at bay during those times, but the growing fear over her mother only developed and developed.
further did that fear grow, when chaeyoung saw scars and lashes on her father's body. he'd been trying so hard to get things back into order. until finally, her father decided to discuss with everyone the possibility of moving out of the town one evening over salvaged baked chicken and reheated pasta, and moonseung grabbed the nearest knife and stabbed her husband straight at the heart with one clean swipe.
she could have gotten chaeyoung, too, if not for their neighbor who beat her to her mother's temple with the loud bellowing of a gunshot.
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