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Deanna Q. Donovan

"Loud as a bomb, wanting a shoulder to cry on..."

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a character in “The Prettiest People {Reboot}”, as played by chanelindistress

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FULL NAME
Deanna Quinn Donovan

NICKNAME(S)
Dee {Most common; beloved} || Lil' Dee or D-Squared{Common} || Queenie {Mostly by brothers & friends; a play on middle name} || D-Mac {Mostly by friends; mostly because she used to love Big Macs}|| Trinity {Stage name}

AGE
Twenty-three {23}

DATE OF BIRTH
February 6, 1992

ETHNICITY
"My Dad is part Zimbabwean and I'm literally the only one of his kids who can actually speak fluent Shona with him. Not that he asked for it or anything, but I'm proud of that legacy and I'm a bit of a show off, so that helps."
African { 45%} | Latin {15%} | German {25%} | Cherokee Indian { 15%}

SEXUAL ORIENTATION
"Not sure why everybody and their mama was on my jock for this, but yes, I swing both ways. Not like it's anybody's business though."
Bisexual

OCCUPATION
"Not trying to toot my own horn or anything, but a lot falls under this category. I'm a trained dancer, singer, model, and a bit of a record producer. Comes with the business."
Recording Artist

HOUSEHOLD
The Donovan Family (New Money)

HAVES OR HAVE NOTS?
Haves



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HEIGHT
5'6

WEIGHT
125 lbs

EYE COLOR
Honey brown

HAIR COLOR
Naturally dark brown, long, and rather curly. Dee has experimented once or twice before what with her hair having been honey blonde earlier in the year last year, but once her fifth album dropped last October, she dyed her hair back to its natural color. She's usually keeping it straightened to some degree or with casual waves, but occasionally and especially on her laziest days, she allows for her natural curls to shine through.

SKIN TONE
Light brown

GENERAL APPEARANCE
When you're thinking of what a young, successful sex icon in the music industry looks like, Deanna Quinn Donovan will always come to mind. After all, she's one of Hollywood's most sought-after celebrities under thirty and it is not hard to see why. Standing at just a smidgen over the average height of women her age, Deanna is held up by rather long, smooth and toned legs from years of ballet. More than that, she was a rather active child and that can be seen in the rather nimble, flexible limbs she makes sure to keep toned every day. After all, she has an image to uphold as a trained dancer and as the one who helps choreographs her own routines, and if there is one skill of hers you know Deanna will respect to the utmost, it is her dancing. Unlike her little sister, Deanna had managed to take after their mother in that she has what is considered to be the perfectly proportionate hourglass figure: a surprisingly full and per bust, a tiny waist emphasized by not so narrow hips, and a rather firm and well-rounded bottom. Deanna takes pride in keeping her lust-worthy curves and even more-so in the smooth, blemish-free complexion her mother notes as "peanut-butter brown," complimenting the almost golden tint to her brown eyes. Long and practically silky dark brown hair cascades down her back in a waterfall of soft curls, a sloping shoulder peeking out through the veil of her dark mane. Almost teasing, much like the woman can seem to be on any given day. There are other instances where her beauty is even more pronounced or those little things she normally wouldn't call to your attention, such as her earlobes being pierced, the double cartilage piercing on her left ear, the piercing on the left side of her nose, and even the freckles that can be found on various surfaces of her body. Something she feels especially self-conscious about when pointed out, but make her oh so appealing to anyone that manages to find them.



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QUIRKS: HABITS: ODDITIES
โ–ชHas a very fast metabolism and is always munching on something โ–ชTypically seen with more male friends than females. โ–ชHas a wall of sticky notes by her desk for song ideas โ–ชSmokes weed when she's feeling really stressed or angry so that she can chill out. โ–ชIs always maintaining eye contact, no matter who the person is or the situation. If she's not, something is seriously wrong. โ–ชIs typically an early riser โ–ชMutters in Shona under her breath when she knows no one will understand her and only speaks it outright in front of her family โ–ชAlways has headphones with her โ–ชSurprisingly, is extremely ticklish, especially in her abdomen area. โ–ชHas an extensive collection of male shirts she has collected over the years from her brother, lovers and male friends. Tends to walk around the house or sleep in them. โ–ชAlways smell like a vanilla and jasmine infusion โ–ชCooks or cleans when she is angry

SKILLS: TALENTS: STRENGTHS
โš˜Dancing {Trained in contemporary, ballet, jazz, and tap} โš˜Perceptive and always seems to be watching people โš˜Cooking โš˜Pushing people's limits (particularly her sister's) and pushing them away โš˜Mixing tracks and beats to create dynamic sounds โš˜Seduction โš˜Quite debonair and knows how to give the paparazzi just enough to keep them interested, but out of her business โš˜Singing โš˜Fighting {Muay Thai only}โš˜Multilingual {Fluent in French, English and Shona}

FLAWS: WEAKNESSES: DEFICITS
โš˜Her own worst critic and a bit of a perfectionist โš˜Extremely stubborn and headstrong โš˜Despite knowing better, seems to see herself as only a sex object โš˜Internalizes too often to be healthy โš˜She has a weak spot behind her left thigh were for a brief moment it sort of "paralyzes" her โš˜Hides behind sex and relationships with people she could never love โš˜Blunt and can be downright mean when she wants to be โš˜Can be a bit self-righteous at times โš˜Her pride โš˜Seems to be afraid of commitment and always willing to run away โš˜Opening up and talking about her feelings

HOBBIES
โ–ชAcro-yoga โ–ชPerforming โ–ชPlaying video games โ–ชCooking โ–ชDJing for underground parties her older brother hosts โ–ชBeing active โ–ชHaving sex โ–ชEating โ–ชWatching televisionโ–ชCollaborating for new sounds

FEARS
รธFalling in love รธPitch black darkness and confinement, particularly small dark spaces รธNot being wanted and being forgotten รธNot being good enough

SECRETS
โ–ชWas nearly raped on her World Tour that ended earlier this year in the spring โ–ชSuffering from depression and is taking anti-depressants. โ–ชMight have been responsible for the broken arm Janelle's ex-boyfriend was sporting โ–ชDespite what anyone will tell you, Dee did get her high school diploma and has a associate's degree in audio engineering.โ–ชHas never been in love

GOALS: DREAMS: ASPIRATIONS
โ–ชTo co-CEO Divide with one of her brothers โ–ชManage an all girls' singing group where all the girls are women of color โ–ชHave a baby of her own one dayโ–ชTo inspire young women in the music industry



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PERSONALITY
Something that Adrien Donovan seems adamant to ignore or to remain completely ignorant to is the fact that Deanna will not EVER bow down easily to anyone's wishes, not anymore. Not like when she was younger. She is rebellious like that. You can't bottle the four winds into a jar or even tie down the clouds, so why would you even think you can control her? Deanna gave herself over to allowing people to control her until she one day chose not to and has been a force to be reckoned with ever since. She may seem rather chilled and ready to hang with the crew any given day, but Deanna is no gentle breeze or dreamy zephyr. She is a tempest filled with an inner force and power, which can be a little scary when you first come into contact with her. It's intimidating and intense, which is why she is far more willing to allow her sister to be the public face of the family. She has no need to pretend to like everyone and is rather blunt about things like that. Deanna knows the politics of an upper crest decided, however, it is she who decides whether or not she shall adhere to the strict code.

More than that, Deanna has served as a bit of an enigma. The only people that can ever get the most concrete read on her and her motives are her family and even then, that is questionable. She's such a private figure, lending to a desire to keep most of her life to herself. Not to say that she can't be an open person, but she has never fit the bill of just one thing. More specifically, she can never fit just one people. Deanna is the type to make friends with people of all types and backgrounds, but never exactly stay with one or two people. It's not in her nature. She is always on the move - no, she is always ready to go. To just up and leave and go somewhere new, but always have an attachment to the old. To the familiar. It speaks to her being unpredictable and a bit spontaneous, yes, but also to the fact that she is still looking to belong somewhere. Even if she tells you that she doesn't care. She's far more intelligent than most people give her credit, considering the geeky image she shed from her youth, but Deanna has always been quietly smart. Always a bit controlled too, even when her father thinks she's being reckless or impulsive. She has calculated the moves she makes, the way in which she talks and walks to the point that they are all like second nature. She never reacts too emotionally, she can't...or won't - it makes no difference. Even with her signs of anger, which is always boiling below the surface and never above, she is smart about her actions. She won't be abrasive like her sister. She'll just speak and she's fucking perceptive that she can wind up saying something that is rather mean despite you thinking she was too chilled to do so.

As stated before and is needed to be reiterated just for those classmates in the back who remember the geeky child from elementary and the beginning of middle school, Deanna is not the same little girl they might remember. No longer is she the girl who didn't know what to do with the curves on her skinny body or the glasses that seemed a bit too big on her little face. No, she is a powerful and confident young woman more on her way to becoming a sex icon than she probably would care to be. Deanna is so sure of her sex appeal, so comfortable and at home with it that it has become a part of her very nature. Everything she does oozes with sensuality to a certain degree, even when she's simply sitting around at home in boy shorts and a top she has stolen from her last flavor of the month. She's seductive without having to run the mile to prove it to you and she owns it. Unlike in her youth, she's not meek and weak. In fact, if you ask her father, she's an indomitable force with a penchant for getting her own way to some degree. Not that she doesn't work for what she wants. Whether or not you see it makes no difference to Deanna, but she has proven more and more over the years how ambitious she truly is.

Beneath her wall of cool, however, is a young woman who is practically unraveling at the seams and it is almost as if no one even notices what with how quickly she'll be ready to push them away. While her parents might have pushed for their children to be independent, Deanna has taken it to the point that she never allows anyone to care for her. Doesn't see the point. Beneath the confidence lies a deep-set self-loathing that she isn't keen to admitting to. Being hyper-sexualized the second her singing group formed did something to Deanna and with her father focusing all of his affection on Nelly and most of his career-focused ferocity on Deanna most of the time, she became the worst kind of internalizer. She will suffer in silence before she allows anyone to help her and she's so stubbornly fixed on seeing herself as nothing more than a sexual object to be ogled at in public, that she could fall apart right now and wouldn't care. And be adamant that no one else would either.



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LIKES
โ–ฒSeafood {fried calamari is to die for!} โ–ฒThe atmosphere of a club โ–ฒInteracting with her fans โ–ฒDancing and singing โ–ฒVictoria's Secret โ–ฒBeing kissed against the wall โ–ฒNachos with extra queso cheese โ–ฒHorror โ–ฒAcro-yoga โ–ฒFashion Week โ–ฒMilkshakes โ–ฒVideo games โ–ฒGetting high โ–ฒInstagram โ–ฒSex {Rough, passionate, you name it!} โ–ฒWhen people pet her hair โ–ฒWaffles โ–ฒWhen people underestimate her intelligence so she can prove them wrong โ–ฒThemed parties โ–ฒExperimenting with her sound โ–ฒPeach Sangria


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DISLIKES
โ–ผRestaurants that try to skimp out on food proportions โ–ผPaparazzi โ–ผTalking about her feelings โ–ผBeing told what to do โ–ผFeeling vulnerable โ–ผCigarettes โ–ผHangovers โ–ผOkra โ–ผThe fact that her dad lets Nelly get away with any and everything โ–ผFeeling trapped or out of control โ–ผMost frozen vegetables โ–ผSmoothies made with ice โ–ผJanelle's attitude โ–ผHer most recent ex-boyfriend โ–ผDiets and the idea of having to lose weight โ–ผCocaine and most other crazy drugs



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PLACE OF ORIGIN
Washington, D.C.

FAMILY TREE
Father
Adrien Donovan || Forty-six || CEO of Divide || Living
"Never doubt how much I love my Dad. When Nelly wasn't even thought of, I was always on my Daddy's lap, even in the middle of business meetings and public appearances because I never wanted him out of my sight. But Nelly was born and I was suddenly his star, not his daughter. And I hated him for it when I was younger. Still resent him now, but...he's my Dad. What can you do?"

Mother
Shannon Donovan || Forty-five || Writer for LOVE Magazine || Living
"Mom and I always had a great relationship. It got stronger when Dad and I fell apart, and she's honestly become my strongest ally in the family second to Christian. Like, Dad feels some type of way about how close Mom and I are, but neither of us care because when he became too much of my boss instead of my father, lines had to be drawn. Not to mention the Nelly thing, but the big picture is that mom and I are super close and I love her a lot. She's looking to me to set examples, like Dad, but...I'm just not here for it."

Older Brother
Christian Donovan || Twenty-five || A & R Coordinator for Divide || Living
"Chris and I were the first two born. We were the first in the house and literally declared that we were gunning for Divide at around the same time. He's literally my other half and I wouldn't be surprised if we were meant to be twins. He's the most protective of me in the family, which is annoying as fuck, but I love him to death."

Younger Sister
Janelle Donovan || Twenty || College Student || Living
"Never get it twisted, I love my sister and will cut a bitch for even looking at her wrong. However, I will also commit sororicide and Nelle will have deserved that shit. She has her moments and I like it better when we're doing dumb shit together, but sometimes...sometimes that child wants to get drop-kicked."

Younger Brother
Name || Nineteen || Occupation || Living

HAPPIEST MEMORY
Winning her first Grammy and when Christian first started calling her "queenie" in retaliation to her father calling Nelle "princess"

SADDEST MEMORY
The day she began to believe her father stopped really caring about her as his daughter. Other than her brother Christian and sometimes her mother, the family and everyone that knows them believes that Deanna can take care of herself. That she's always fine and sometimes, she misses the idea of knowing people care about her and are willing to go up in arms for her like they would Nelle. Of course, that would be her admitting feelings and after having her feelings ignored all this time, it's hard to actually associate with them.



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HISTORY
There are many instances in life when you hear about someone who was born in the lap of luxury and honestly, it's not as impressive as the first couple of times. After all, if you're born when the family already has billions and are simply eating off the golden spoon they're feeding you with, you haven't done anything remarkable. You're just...there. Which is why most people are a bit more excited when discussing Deanna Quinn Donovan's story simply because she didn't just be born. No, she came out belting at the top of her lungs. Granted, that was more wailing than singing, but as her mother would tell you, Deanna was a singer from day she arrived on the Earth. However, she was a dancer from the very beginning. After all, in all of her pregnancies, Shannon complained the most about her little Dee because her baby girl was very active in the womb, consistently, twisting herself into random positions that made it hard for Shannon to even get a good night's rest. But she was the first girl, sweet as can be, and she was loved.

It would be two years later that everything would change for her, but for the first two years of her life, Deanna was the apple of her father's eye. She went everywhere with him, met new artists with him, and was generally everywhere he was. Especially when it pertained to listen to music. While Christian was interested in people and very vocal about that at a young age, Deanna was transfixed with music, particularly slow jams and R&B. They soothed her during her fits and she would swear to this day that she knew all the words to every song she loved. And unlike what anyone would tell you, she didn't hate it when Nelle was born. In fact, she was excited that she was getting another girl in the family. They could jump Christian when Janelle got older, and she and Christian would keep Janelle safe. Then when Deanna turned three, her career basically started. She was modeling for one of Dimarco Industries' clothing line for toddlers and did a few small acting roles, though her biggest one would be in 2000 when she was eight in a television film. In between then and attending a private performing arts school, Deanna would study ballet, tap, and jazz along with a bit of gymnastics. However, when she turned twelve, things began to change for her. She had been experiencing bullying at her school and when she came home crying one day with actual bruises and more tears than before, Shannon immediately pulled her out. Adrien thought a bit of tough love and fighting classes would smooth things over, but Shannon knew better. Fighting classes would ensue, but Deanna would be home-schooled from then on. It was also then that she noticed how much her father seemed to care more about Nelly than her. It was a dramatic thought, but it still has stuck with her.

So, she distracted herself with things that she knew bound herself to her father. Singing and dancing. She would keep up her modeling and walk her first runway for the Boutros line under Dimarco Industries, but in 2005, she would be a part of the second and eventually, most successful girl group on Divide Records. The Stunners would garner both international success and presence, amassing a strong base from the teen and pre-teen demographics. And Deanna was their lead and could rightfully say that she had her father's attention. She wrote one quarter of the songs the group was known for and was the lead dancer in all of their routines. Being compared to the likes of Destiny's Child, the group was known for delving into an array of topics that were both edgy and clean, which fit the demographic her father wanted them to reach. They would partner with the likes of Justin Bieber, Cobra Starship, and even the Pussycat Dolls with Deanna being featured alongside Nicole Scherzinger. However, after three platinum-selling albums, two world tours, and even walking the runway as a group for a teen brand, the group would eventually dissolve. However, both Deanna and Adrien weren't finished. And as anyone else will tell you, once Deanna picked up that solo mic as R&B crooner, Trinity, the rest was history.

Years later, Deanna is the top-selling, Grammy-winning artist of Divide Records. Slowly but surely, she has squeezed herself out from under her father's thumb and changed up her sound a bit, more edgier, darker and more suggestive than before. She has produced her own sounds with the help of top notch male producers, a feat which is rather uncommon in female artists. She has featured on issues for LOVE Magazine, Essential Magazine, both Teen Vogue and Vogue, Playboy, and still seems to continue rising in fame. All of the people who doubted her in elementary and middle school are still aghast at the powerhouse vocalist with underground music influences she has become. The sex icon she technically already is. At the same time, not even her family understands how much of herself she has sacrificed. How it's very rare and only with them do you see the softest side of her. How much she can't find it in her to trust everyone because being a sex icon isn't all that Nelle thinks it's cracked up to be when everyone wants you to shed off more layers of clothing the older you get. How absolutely worthless she feels sometimes. But of course, Deanna has become so accustomed to shutting her own feelings away from herself, she doesn't even see that the one who is doing the most damage to her own psyche is herself.



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FACE CLAIM|| Tinashe

SINGING VOICE|| Here

MISC.|| Deanna alone has a net worth of $150 million and owns a penthouse apartment in Dubai and Tokyo.

So begins...

Deanna Q. Donovan's Story

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Character Portrait: Janelle Donovan Character Portrait: Deanna Q. Donovan Character Portrait: Geovanna Devereux Character Portrait: Johnathan Donovan Character Portrait: Pierce Devereux Character Portrait: Levi Van Hassel Character Portrait: Aiden Devereux Character Portrait: Tatiana Vitelli Character Portrait: Christian Donovan Character Portrait: Noelia Garcia-Ruiz Character Portrait: Nadya Mazur
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Sunday, June 12 | 8:00 a.m | Diamonds are Forever Yacht
As the sun rises and shines off of the clear blue waters of the marina it marks the beginning of a new day. As the wealthy continue to slumber in their beds the Donovan staff begin to bustle around the expansive yacht. The Champagne is chilled, the food is prepared, the waiters, chef, and staff are ready to be at the command of the guests. The expansive yacht has become a socialite's playground and awaits today's festivities. The whole town has been invited to the festivities today but very few with be brave enough to let loose around the rich in powerful. Amongst the attendees will be the Devereux staff but as quest instead of workers.

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Character Portrait: Janelle Donovan Character Portrait: Deanna Q. Donovan Character Portrait: Geovanna Devereux Character Portrait: Johnathan Donovan Character Portrait: Pierce Devereux Character Portrait: Levi Van Hassel Character Portrait: Aiden Devereux Character Portrait: Tatiana Vitelli Character Portrait: Christian Donovan Character Portrait: Noelia Garcia-Ruiz Character Portrait: Nadya Mazur
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Pierce stretched his arms, the sunlight waking him. He looked over to his side. Tatiana. No surprise there. He had gotten drunk and high again last night, and it was fairly common for them to hook up, regardless of his "commitment" to Janelle Donovan. He looked at the clock on the bedside table. 8:00am. Too early. He sat up, rubbing his eyes, hoping not to wake Tatiana. He hated talking in the mornings. Janelle had asked him not to take anyone home with him and to not hook up with anyone she knew, so naturally, he hooked up with Tatiana. Janelle didn't know her, and he always went to her place. He stood up, walking out of the room to make himself a large cup of coffee.

When he got to the kitchen, he started brewing the coffee, making sure to fill the pot completely. Shit. The Donovan yacht party is today, he remembered to himself. He rubbed his eyes with the thumb and index finger of his left hand, already wanting the day to be over. When the pot had finished brewing, he grabbed one of the oversized mugs from the cupboard and filled it to the top. He drank the coffee black, not his favourite but not bad either. He heard movement from the room, and he assumed Tatiana was awake. Though he really hoped she wasn't; he was just starting to enjoy his morning coffee.


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Character Portrait: Janelle Donovan Character Portrait: Deanna Q. Donovan Character Portrait: Johnathan Donovan Character Portrait: Aiden Devereux Character Portrait: Christian Donovan
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D E A N N A ~ D O N O V A N
"Get me waffles, bitch."

Outfit|| House of CB taupe bandage top, One Teaspoon Salvaged shorts,
Chanel sunglasses, Louis Vuitton bag, and Stuart Weitzman boots
Location || 2015 Mercedes Benz Maybach Landaulet
Her IPod || Confident by Demi Lovato
Mood|| Ravenous

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Of course, considering who Deanna Donovan was, food was an imperative the second she had awoken earlier in the morning. While the others had probably bitched and moaned their way through alarm clocks that should honestly not be going off before ten in the morning on a Sunday unless someone was trying to catch a certified holy ghost, Deanna was up, bright and early. Well, more along the lines of early and starving, which meant indulging in two bowls of Captain Crunch cereal. And never the plain ones, though those were good on most days. Nope, she had the Captain Crunch berries. Always berries.

On the last leg of her World Tour for her fifth album, Deanna had decided to stay in Dubai at her penthouse. Partly because she loved the city and didn't want to leave, partly because Adrien had wanted her home earlier and she was not in a rush. Not if it meant having to hear about why she shouldn't have been hanging out with Cara Delvigne at a club with male strippers, and why she should have been working on more music. Or why she couldn't have been figuring out her position in the company once she gets tired of playing music. So, she had tuned her father out on the phone, stayed in Dubai, and only decided to visit their brand new home upon Janelle's request. Well, it was probably more of Janelle's demand and Shannon's request, but who was really keeping track of those tiny little details? Besides, once she settled down for the fourteen hour flight in the Donovan family private jet, the only thing Deanna had been concerned with was the nice sleep she was catching up on after rehearsing and performing nonstop.

"Miss Donovan, the town car is ready and your luggage is being loaded," One of the flight attendants told her through the closed door of the bedroom. Deanna nodded, briefly, before remembering that she couldn't be seen through the door. "Thanks. Be out in a minute." She responded distractedly, in the middle of complaining to Christian over her phone about how hungry she was. He was unsympathetic and she was dressed, hungry, and feeling bitchy enough to snark him through text messages. Scooping up her bag, Deanna hopped off of the queen-sized mattress, checked her reflection in the full length mirror to fluff her curls, and then proceeded to walk out of the bedroom, and then the plane itself. Nodding to the familiar driver that awaited her, Deanna slid her sunglasses on and climbed into the family's town car.





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"So, I'm guessing you're in a good mood."
Outfit|| DSquared2 ensemble consisting of a t-shirt beneath
a denim top, denim jeans, and black shoes with a Cartier watch
Location || 2015 Mercedes Benz Maybach Landaulet
IPod || Turn Down (For What?) by DJ Snake ft. Lil Jon
Mood || Entertained


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"Well, aren't you in a good mood," Christian joked casually the second his sister was inside the limousine. Deanna shot him a glower through her sunglasses and accepted the mimosa her big brother had waiting for her. "Fuck you, I'm hungry." Was her quick retort followed by a sip of the strawberry-infused alcoholic beverage. Christian chuckled, pulling out his phone to send a text to the family to let them know that he had their eldest girl.

To: Nelle, John
Got Dee. Headed 2 da yacht. Plz tell the staff 2 have waffles

Despite having began Deanna's tour after the two had spent Christmas with their family, Christian had returned home to help his two new artists work on their upcoming debut albums. One release was going to be within the next week and the other in October, meaning Christian had double the anxiety. Which was why he put up virtually zero resistance to Janelle wanting to throw a yacht party, his parents wanting all of the siblings to be present, and even to the idea of being home for awhile. It meant being closer to the headquarters and the studio he liked best, sure. But it also meant a bit of relaxation. And now with his best friend home, it also meant a bit of fun.

Not that he couldn't have enjoyed himself without her.

"I think everyone's at the yacht, so we'll head there and you can eat," Christian explained as he glanced out the window to see them pulling further and further away from the airstrip. Deanna hummed, pleased, as she flipped through her phone for a moment. "How's everything looking?" She asked. Christian smirked. "It's your sister. How do you think it looks?" Deanna didn't react immediately; she just reclined comfortably, crossing one toned leg over the other and twirling a finger through a few curls. "Fucking perfect." Which was nothing but truth. Janelle threw something, and more than likely it was going to be perfect. The child strove for nothing short of. Hell, it was the same thing that could be said about all of the Donovan kids.

After awhile, Deanna glanced through her contacts. She had two messages from her father, both of which she pointedly ignored and a message from her mother telling her that her bedroom in the yacht was awaiting her arrival with selections for the day's attire. Not that Dee was pressed to change out of her current ensemble just yet, but a good bathing suit to prance around in for the afternoon sounded like one hell of a plan. However, before turning back to her brother, she sent an teasing text to one of her only friends in the town, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

To: Aiden
Miss me?

"You ready for tonight?" Christian asked and Deanna rolled her eyes. "All I'm ready for is to get drunk and eat food. Nelle got me covered on the whole looking good for the debutantes." Christian laughed. "Don't start nothing," he warned and it was Deanna's turn to laugh, her grin infectious and dimples pronounced. "When have I not?"



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Character Portrait: Janelle Donovan Character Portrait: Deanna Q. Donovan Character Portrait: Johnathan Donovan Character Portrait: Pierce Devereux Character Portrait: Tatiana Vitelli Character Portrait: Christian Donovan
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Janelle Donovan was a woman on a mission. Between organizing this party,maintaining a 3.8 GPA, sorority functions, and keeping her "relationship" on the DL, she was exhausted and angry. The current reason she's angry? Because one of the waitresses, who she instructed to wear a classy peter pan collar short sleeve button up and black skirt combo arrived in some trashy mini mini skirt and pumps. Then the harlot had the nerve to try to sneak past her.

"I'm sorry I don't remember telling you to shop at baby gap for your uniform" She said when she found her fifteen minutes later in one of her male waiters faces. The girl stumbled on her words for a second but Janelle held up a hand to silence her. "Save it, I'm not interested. Go home while you still have a job" With that she turned in her Nike Roshe One's and walked away. She only had thirty minutes before people began to arrive and she was still in sneakers, shorts, and a hoodie. She had spent the night on the ship so that she could wake up in time for the staff arriving and make sure that everything was perfection. When it came to parties she was the Queen at planning them because she made sure that absolutely every detail was perfect. She planned one of her friends weddings and it got featured in all the major magazines. She walked back into the bedroom and unzipped the garment bag containing her outfit. Today's party wasn't just to make connections amongst their powerful neighbors and flaunt their wealth it was also so she could finally break the good little princess mold that she had been in her whole life. Step one was to get a bad boy, check. She started "dating" Pierce Devereux which was not only good for her new sexy image but made her a lot of connections. He might hate the doors his name opened for him but she was more than willing to accept them. Step two was to look sexy as ever. That's where her outfit came in. White bustier with a key hole cut out (plus a Victoria's Secret bra that gave her some much needed cleavage) and a body con lace skirt that looked amazing on the new bigger and better bubble butt that she worked all summer for.

Quickly stripping out of her casual outfit, while being super careful of her long black mane that was carefully curled and fell past her breast, she slipped into the outfit and had her Dolce & Gabbana heels on just in time to here her guest boarding the ship. She had never been more glad that she woke up at seven a.m. and had Timothy (her hairstylist) and his boyfriend Marco (her makeup artist) drag their delicious butts out of bed to do her hair and beat her face. Her phone buzzed on the table and she glanced over at it just in time to see her brother Javie had texted her. She quickly sent him a text back.

to: Javie, Dee, John
Why are you not here darling siblings? I would expect some shitty guests who have no sense of time or consideration to come late but not my DARLING siblings who claim to love me. Get here soon, thanks. Also has anybody seen Daddy?

To: Pierce
Did you forget that being a boyfriend means showing up on time to your girlfriends party? Wake up asshole, thanks.

To: Blue
Hey babydoll you better be on that deck or I'm going to beat your ass, thanks


Thoroughly pleased with herself she headed to the deck and began greeting guests. She knew some of them from functions they had attended together and such but one of her goals tonight was to schmooze and make a name for herself besides the little princess of the Donovan family.




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Tatiana woke up to the welcoming sent of fresh brewed coffee. She scrunched up her nose in confusion. Not confusion over the fact that he was gone but confusion as to why he woke up and made coffee instead of sneaking out to be with his girlfriend like a gentlemen. She slipped out of bed, and pulled on a pair of panties, and slipped on a cami from off a chair with clothes piling on top. She grabbed her phone off the charger and sauntered into the kitchen. As she turned on her phone it began pinging over and over again from texts she ignored during last nights festivities and all the pictures she had been tagged in last night. Her dad's relations manager had called her multiple times but she had no intentions of answering. Her perfectly arched eyebrow raised though when she spotted a text from Janelle. She licked her lips that suddenly felt ridiculously dry. Yeah she sucked for having sex with her "best friends" boyfriend but Pierce obviously wasn't that into Janelle if he managed to have sex with her last night and he looked perfectly at ease sipping coffee in one of her mugs in her kitchen. " Your girlfriend wants to know where her best friend is, she probably wants to know where her boyfriend is too. She smirked outwardly because she knew that she had placed Pierce in a compromising situation. In fact Pierce didn't even know that Tatiana and Janelle were not only friends but sisters. Sorority Sisters.Yeah she was a shitty person but most rich people were. She raised an eyebrow at him " I probably should have mentioned we're in the same sorority and we've become good friends last night huh? She laughed at his surprised face, " I know that awkward moment where you have sex with your girlfriends best friend." With that she walked away and headed back to her bedroom.

She took a shower and slipped on a simple white body con mini tank dress with a pair of nude heels. It fit her body like a glove and showed off her curves. Especially the new butt that her ex-boyfriend had bought her over the summer. The dress was comfortable and perfect for a yacht party so she just went with it. She grabbed a clutch and shoved her keys and phone inside of it before heading for the door. He was gone by then so she just closed it and headed for her White Range Rover. She lived closest to the Marina so it was only a seven minute drive maybe even less because it was so damn early and everybody else was in bed. When she finally got to the boat she scanned the crowd for her leggy friend and spotted her amongst a group of old rich guys, one of them being the head of the Devereux family. She smirked, Janelle was never one to miss out on a good opportunity and she knew it. With a shrug she walked away, snagging a glass of champagne as she walked by.

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Character Portrait: Janelle Donovan Character Portrait: Deanna Q. Donovan Character Portrait: Johnathan Donovan Character Portrait: Christian Donovan
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D E A N N A ~ D O N O V A N
"I'm too old for dress code violations."

Outfit|| House of CB taupe bandage top, One Teaspoon Salvaged shorts,
Chanel sunglasses, Louis Vuitton bag, and Stuart Weitzman boots
Location || 2015 Mercedes Benz Maybach Landaulet
Her IPod || Confident by Demi Lovato
Mood|| Ravenous

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Deanna refused to answer Janelle lest the younger Donovan daughter wanted to get snapped at. She could take her goddamn time if she so pleased since Deanna HAD NOT been the one insisting upon throwing a yacht party. They could have went on a trip with their yacht...you know, away from prying eyes and people Deanna could - quite frankly - five two fucks about. But nooooo...Janelle and Adrien - mostly Adrien, and maybe Deanna wasn't giving her sister's showing off capabilities enough credit - wanted to show off. She was half-tempted to honestly make the driver go slower, but the entrance of the town was closest to the marina anyway, so that was out of the question. She could already hear the music from where they were and she saw the top of several yachts from her window.

To: Nelle
Chill, sis. B there in 2 mins

Christian also text their mother that they were close, smirking at the fidgety Deanna. "How many hours of sleep were you getting before?" Deanna glowered at him before answering, "Don't get me started, Javie. I just want food." He smirked lightly. "Well, that's gonna have to wait. Mom's waiting for us at the dock. She wants you to change." Deanna blinked. She glanced down at her wardrobe before returning her gaze to her brother, rolling her eyes exasperatedly. "Seriously!? I'm just gonna take it off and wear a fucking bikini." He shrugged before showing her the text message their mother sent. "Appearances, Dee."

"I should've stayed in Dubai," she lamented bitterly as the vehicle pulled to a stop. She saw people lining up, entering in groups or alone to enter into the yacht. Shannon Donovan stood demurely at the entrance, greeting guests with white teeth that sparkled behind her smile and eyes choosing very deliberately to not acknowledge the paparazzi that had gathered in hopes of getting candid shots of the entire family. And Deanna groaned at the thought of them waiting for her, especially. Christian laughed, opened the door and slid out before her while saying, "Just smile for the camera, sis." The resounding clicks of camera shutters going off reminding Dee that she couldn't exactly just run away; they would have to know she was inside and Shannon would never let her hear the end of it. So, she straightened her shades and climbed out on her side of the Maybach when the driver came to open her door.

Luckily, Shannon was quick. Instead of allowing the paparazzi to crowd her child the second she exited the town car, she was by Deanna's side, an arm around her shoulders and the brightest of smiles as they dismissed the paparazzi without so much as a returned gaze. Well, Shannon didn't. Deanna happened to stare one directly in the face and despite his not being able to see her eyes, something about her gaze obviously was enough to make him step out of their way. "I swear to God, if the color is supposed to be pink, today - " Shannon cut her off. "Nonsense, dear. Let's just get you to your room before your father throws a fit." Despite the smiles Shannon tossed every which way as they entered the main level of the yacht, she granted Deanna with a pointed look that made her roll her eyes. "Please, the last thing I need is you and your father having at it, and your sister having a meltdown. Only one of those things should be on the agenda today and I'd actually rather the latter."

Without breaking apart once, the two managed to get to Deanna's bedroom. Staring at the clothes left on the queen-sized mattress, Deanna tossed her mother a petulant stare. "You do know I'm too old for dress code violations, right?" Shannon only smiled, gathered her daughter's face in her hands so that she could kiss both of her cheeks, and said, "The chefs are making you food now. When you get back on the deck, just ask." Before long, Shannon was gone and Deanna was alone, left to changing her outfit.

To: Nelle
Ur lucky I luv u

Christian, on the other hand, set to find one of his siblings. With Johnathan hiding off somewhere, probably practicing his Queen impersonation or something, he ended up finding Nelle in the midst of conversing with a few of their neighbors, most notably Mr. Devereux. He lingered behind her, though not too close to the small group that had gathered until he had caught someone's attention unobtrusively. That someone happened to be Mr. Devereux himself. "Christian Donovan, a pleasure to see you again, son," the Devereux patriarch greeted tightly, gripping Christian's extended hand in a shake firmer than needed. Christian's eyes narrowed, just slightly, before a smirk flitted across his face. "Of course, of course. I share the exact same sentiments, sir. I didn't mean to distract you from my sister. She has a such a...lovely way with words, doesn't she?" He didn't care to hear the murmur of agreement or disagreement the elder man said, simply leaning over to bring Nelle into a quick hug. "Already entertaining the uptights, I see." He murmured, smirked at her, and then glanced back at Mr. Devereux. "Well, I'll leave you both to it. Better make sure my other siblings are behaving." Nodding to the older man and returning to him a firm clap on the shoulder along with a cordial, frozen smile, Christian stole a champagne glass of a server's tray before disappearing into the crowd to find someone that interested him.

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Character Portrait: Deanna Q. Donovan Character Portrait: Aiden Devereux
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Outfit|| White plain Tee, Blue checkered button up,
Pair of Peach Chinos, Ray Bans, Panerai wrist watch,
and Greene High Frye Company shoes
Location || NYC Loft Apartment
Mood|| Energized

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Aiden Devereux wasn't typically the guy be up and out of bed before 11 o' clock in the morning let alone out of bed, worked out, and home all before 6 am. Aiden was, however, the type of guy to fight sleep and argue with his insomnia so despite having fallen asleep just 3 short hours before he woke up, he was ready to go. Today was a different day than usual ones, however. He and his family had been invited to the 'party of the year' by the Donovan family. They were new money in town and they wanted to give themselves some sort of recognition so they planned a yacht party. Nothing says rich people like having a party for your neighbors on a yacht.

Aiden stood in the kitchen of his apartment, brewing a pot of coffee for himself. Even though he had returned to his apartment 20 minutes ago, he still wore his gym shorts and running sneakers, the sweat stuck to his body in the cool air of the morning. As he clanked his way through the empty apartment, everyone back in New Jersey was getting ready to leave their homes to head to the Donovan's yacht. Meanwhile, Aiden took his time in his apartment, away from his family, in the city. Aiden knew that heโ€™d have to start getting ready soon and when his phone chimed, he knew it was probably someone in his family frantically asking where he was and why he wasnโ€™t home. To which he would readily reply, I am home. But when he picked up his phone from the kitchen counter next to him, he noticed the name was not that of any of his family members but rather one of his closest friends, Deanna. He read the text and smiled to himself before sending back a reply:

To: Dee
More than I could handle. Am I seeing you later?

Who would Aiden be if he didnโ€™t flirt with her a little? There had always been a slight attraction between Deanna Donovan and Aiden Devereux, but perhaps there was always some force fighting against the two because there has never been anything established between either in regards to feelings.

Aiden looked at the time on his phone before he locked his screen. Time was getting close to 8 and Aiden was still at his apartment, unshowered, not ready to go. He set his phone down on the counter and bolted up the stairs to his bathroom. He quickly showered and dressed for the party. All in a few minutes, Aiden was dressed, in his car, and speeding down the turnpike to get to this party.

Arriving at the party was one thing, but arriving at a dock filled with pappo was another. There perhaps wasn't anything in the world that annoyed Aiden as much as paparazzi butting into everyone's life. He never understood the concept of people following around other people to take pictures of them. So what if they're a celebrity, go photograph what's important like the riots or what's happening in congress. Get the hell out of here. Aiden pulled into a parking spot at the marina where he could see the paparazzi all pushing at each other to try to get closer, to get a better picture. He rolled his eyes. He knew they were all there for Deanna, she had just gotten back from tour - or was in the middle of one - Aiden always loses track with those kinds of things if he doesn't have his planner in front of him. He smoothed out his attire before walking towards the overfilled dock.

As soon as he stepped foot on the dock, the footboard creaked under him, sending all the paps turning their heads like owls to see who was coming up the runway. The cameras started flashing while paps started yelling over each other. Each one called a different request. "Give us a smile!" "Hey, Aiden! Is there something going on between you and Deanna?!" "Aiden, when's your next big thing coming?" "Could you answer some questions for us?!" "What's your relation to the Donovans?" There was always something with these people. He pushed his way forward, sporting a middle finger for the cameras. He got past them without falling overboard - so far an accomplished morning. Aiden stepped onto the both and let out a sigh. He shook his head and looked for one of the Donovans to greet. He was greeted by staff who was willing to bring him to where the Donovans were currently. He nodded and followed.

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