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Elliot Park

Work is the priority, saving lives by doing work, that's what matters.

0 · 640 views · located in Albuquerque, New Mexico

a character in “By the River's Edge”, as played by Diane_Young

Description

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"We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year."

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Inspiration for Elliot

Name
Elliot Park

Nicknames
Elle... you know, like it rhymes with bell.

Age
28

Occupation

Detective

Face Claim

Kristin Kruek

Color Code
C71585




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β€œIf you call me a girly-girl, we're going to have a problem.”

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||Dislikes||
Arguing | Debbie Downers | Obnoxious People | Laziness | Pop and Country music | Vodka + Mixed Drinks

||Likes||
Classic Rock | Chocolate | Guns | Work | Beer, Whiskey, Rum | Friends | Family | Dogs | Solving Cases | Excelling at her job | Laughing | Partying

||Quirks||
Bites her nails | Tends to accidentally think out loud

||Dreams||
Getting a promotion | Having Kids

||Fears||
Losing her job | Death
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β€œJust because I'm pretty to you, doesn't mean I can't kick your ass.”
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Eye Color

Caramel Brown

Hair


Elliot has long brown hair that rests pin straight down just passed her collar bone. Her hair is layered to frame her face in the front and look longer in the back.

Height & Weight

Elliot stands at 5'3" and weighs roughly one hundred and twenty-nine pounds.

Body Type

Elliot is skinny and appears to be nothing more than skin and bones with a thin layer of muscle. However, the woman can pack a punch.

Tattoos or Piercings

Elliot hates needles, therefore she avoids them as much as possible.

Scars

She has one scar on her upper left thigh from being shot while working on the job. The scar looks like a small circle, similar to a cigarette burn, however, Elliot takes pride in it.


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β€œThere's two sides, the detective side, and the other side. Be nice and you might see both.”
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ImagePersonality

As a detective, Elliot is the most professional person on the job. She doesn't treat anyone with any special quirks, but rather every person she speaks with is her subject. She remains extremely professional with her partner when on the job and depending on if she likes her partner, she will be more personal with them off duty. However, with that being said, Elliot is focused on keeping her work life and her personal life separate, simply because she doesn't think that the two should mix at all. At work, she's considered to be a strong asset to her division, and she is always determined to solve every case she is assigned to. She can get easily frustrated when people get in the way of her trying to complete a case, especially if it's over something stupid.

Outside of work, Elliot is the type of person who wants to go out for a beer, meet some people for the night, flirt a little and go home alone. She loves to party, loves to socialize and loves to be around people. She's rarely at home in her apartment, and when she is, she usually has people over. Although she likes to drink recreationally, it is rare for her to get wasted. She'll get tipsy, but only when she's had a really bad time at work or is at an ultimate party will she drink excessively. However, since Elliot is mainly focused on her job and can be called in at a moment's notice, she refrains from drinking on days she doesn't have off.

Elliot can be a good listener, but that's only in circumstances for when she actually likes the person. She will be there for someone she trusts, and she will always put other people's lives before her own. Unless she has some ridiculous grudge against you, then it's every man for themselves. It's not the easiest process getting on her good side, but when you are, it can take a lot to get off of it. However, if you do get off of her good side, there's little to no way back on it.



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β€œCan't say I hated my childhood, rather, I loved it.”
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History

In the earliest years of Elliot's childhood, she was raised by her grandparents while her mother had spent the first few years of Elliot's life in a Coma. The result of a drunk driver slamming into the woman's car and sending her car into a pole. After her mother came out of the Coma, the woman was very disoriented and was in rehabilitation for another year before she was released and cleared to meet her daughter once again. At that point, Elliot hadn't remembered the woman, but her grandmother had made it her mission to make sure that young Elliot had at least known the face of her mother.

They reconnected and became close, their relationship continuing to stay that way all the way up until the present. Her father had been absent since before she had even left the womb. Her mother had always said it was a man who got involved with her for a one-time kind of thing and was soon enough gone and out of the picture. Her mother, being the one that got rid of him, didn't want him raising a child with her because she felt he wasn't worthy enough. However, when he found out about Elliot's birth he had made is clear that he wanted to be in her life. This caused a lot of problems between her parents until they spent a couple months in and out of court coming up with a decision. It was from the final decision that Elliot's parents were forced to share her, which caused them to compete for her love.

She wasn't the biggest fan of this, however, she didn't argue it either. She spent a lot of time in high-school being called the spoiled girl since her parents would attempt to buy her love. Elliot mostly ignored the students that gave her crap, and didn't care if they understood her situation or not. She graduated with high honors and went to the University of California at Irvine to study Criminology. From there, she moved to Albuquerque. New Mexico to become a detective, and is now employed in New Mexico as a detective. As her career began, she also started to take classes on the side in order to work on self-defense. After three years, she has become very well versed in Aikido.

Aside from her education, her later years were full of a lot of experience that would be deemed typical by a college student. This included tons of parties at Fraternities and Sororities, doing stupid and reckless things, and of course, tons of drinking. Except for finding her junior year roommate dead, which was the main force behind her becoming a detective. Something she because very set on was to save lives as much as she could by putting the killers behind bars. This drive is what continues to make her be organized and serious about her work, and ultimately what helps her succeed.

So begins...

Elliot Park's Story

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ImageThe night before had managed to get onto Elliot's top ten nights since living in Albuquerque. It was the first time in almost a year of working on the force that she had two days off in a row. Of course, this meant celebration. And that is damn well what she did. Elliot had somehow made it back to her apartment, probably with the help of her roommate; most likely at some hour in the early morning. The sound of a phone buzzing near her head pulled her from her stupor, just enough for her to life her head and feel the sharp shooting pain of the hangover that tested her ability to function. She had been sprawled out on her bed in a full-blown starfish position with one leg resting halfway off of the bed. Someone had told her once, that if you ever go to bed too drunk and you feel like you're on a boat, you just stick your leg off and you'll be fine. Like an old wive's tale, Elliot followed the rule like it was her religion.

However, at the sound of the phone, Elliot's leg came back in to find it's way onto the bed as she rolled over. "God. Seriously. It's my day off." She groaned angrily as her hand fished underneath her pillow to find the source of the annoyance. Finally, her hand found what she had been looking for, and she pulled the phone free. Glancing at the one object that she would much rather toss out of the window, the caller flashed a number she knew all too well. Elliot never saved the number for work, hell, she only had a few contacts she actually saved.

"What do you want? I'm off today." She snapped into the phone after she pushed the speakerphone button and resting the cool device on her forehead. As if it would make her head feel any less awful. Closing her eyes, Elliot let out a slow breath of air to try and alleviate the superstorm in her head.

"Yes, well we have a case and we need you on it." The voice responded just as sternly into the phone. It was then that Elliot opened her eyes and reached over to her nightstand. Pulling out the top draw, she reached in and tugged free what she believed to be the best creation on Earth. Ibuprofen. She was quick to throw back three little orange pills before following them with a large gulp of water.

"Is it really that important that you have to call me on my vacation?" Elliot asked as she started to sit up all of the way. She figured it was important if they were calling her. They were typically good at leaving her alone on her days off, probably because they were aware of her... hobbies. Although Elliot was a partier, she never brought that side of her to work. This was probably how she managed to keep her job. The silence on the phone told Elliot that it was, in fact, important.

"Fine." Elliot groaned into the phone as she let it slide from her forehead into her hand. Rising from her bed, she made her way through her apartment to navigate to the bathroom. "What time is it?" She asked with a small grumble. Her apartment had plenty of windows that typically gave her an idea of what time it was, however, Elliot had prepared today for a massive hangover, so every blind in the apartment was closed. For all she knew, it was somewhere between four in the morning and noon.

"It's about a quarter to nine. We've got a body over at Cherry's," The voice responded into the phone, and it was loud enough to feel like bombs were going off in Elliot's head. Moving the phone to rest on the bathroom sink, she lowered the volume a little as she cringed. "You'll be meeting your partner there." The voice finished before hanging up. Elliot stared at the phone like the voice had spoken in a foreign language. Partner?!

Glancing up angrily in the mirror, Elliot decided that there wasn't enough time to shower off the scent of beer and cigarettes she had acquired from the bars. Changing into dark jeans and a grey button down shirt, she clipped her gun to her belt, tucked her badge and phone into her back pockets and gave herself a quick once-over in the mirror by her front door. Her hair was a disaster, she looked like she had ridden a roller coaster backwards. Running her fingers through her hair a few times in an attempt to calm the mess, she rolled her eyes just before giving up and made her way to the location.

Elliot had picked up a coffee along the way from a small stand on the street. Fortunately, she was within walking distance of the place. Her apartment was located just on the cusp of what people would consider to be a bad neighbourhood. To the naked eye, her apartment was plotted on the last decent street before the area started to go downhill in terms of appearance. However, for someone living in the area, there was about a block and a half until the area really went south. Arriving at the scene, Elliot flashed her badge when need be as she slid up the sunglasses she had managed to slip on before leaving. She was definitely thankful for them.

Making her way closer to the scene and further from the tape that kept people from seeing what was going on, Elliot found a group of officers who seemed to be waiting around for something. "Detective Adessi. My partner arrive yet?" It was the cue she was hoping for that would make the morning start off a little more smoothly.

"Yeah. Right here." Elliot started as she approached all the way, taking a sip of her coffee. "Detective Park. Elliot Park." She added as she looked at the taller woman. Elliot hadn't worked with another woman before, but it still didn't put her negative mindset about partners at bay. However, as much as she didn't want to work with the woman, she sucked up it and decided to go with it for the time being. Especially since she didn't need anything else to worsen her headache. "Shall we?" She asked as she started towards the crime scene.

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Turning on her heels she looked over the black sunglasses that always lined her face and took a quick glance at this new partner. Great.Nel’s track record with partners verged on horrendous and those of which were other females tended to be even worse. Conflicting differences and what not."I'm Nel. You can call me that or Adessi. I don't really care." She dragged off turning away from women pressing her glasses up to their usually spot with her finger. It wasn't too clear to her if that came across as rude but it didn't matter at the same time.

As she looked towards the crime scene Park walked by her "Shall we?"
At least it seemed like she wanted to get this thing on the road and finished up as much as Nel did. The last thing Nel wanted was something that would take night and day. Fingers crossed this thing will be closed in a day or two."Let's do it."She replied following suit.

The scene was nothing she hasn't seen before. A young man, most likely in his twenties, propped up against a lamp post. If they were lucky enough this thing will turn out to be some type of gang or drug related hit. It's a usually occurrence in these parts. The only hard part about solving a case like this would be figuring out which lowlife pulled the trigger. "What do we got?" She kneeled next to the body.

"Well we have an ID here," the coroner handed the plastic evidence bag to Nel. "He has several puncture wounds, mainly on his torso, along with marking on his hands and arms but I'll know more about that when I get him on my table."

"Glove." She made a gesture with her hand in a way to which the coroner handed the box over. Plucking a single glove from the box she fit her hand through it and grabbed the wallet out. The coroner kept speaking, primarily to Park, of the body as she went through the wallet."Now there's blood in various places all around leading up to the ally over there." He pointed to a spot under the overpass."I'm positive that's where this whole mess started."

Grabbing one end with the evidence bag and going through it with the gloved hand. It almost completely covered with a layer of dark red blood. It wasn't at the point of being completely dry but it was on it's way. There were two sets of ID's in front of several other cards in the small clear pouch that rested on the inside of the wallet. Jason Julio Rodriquez, 24, roughly eighty dollars still in tact. "Well it wasn't a robbery." She showed the cash to Park.