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{“Oh how cute, you think I’m here because I want to be? That’s the fucking funniest thing I’ve heard all day.”}

Theme Song
Coldplay||ParadiseSong to Love Interest
Halestorm||Beautiful With You

{"Where I come from, they call me the Queen.”}

Full Name
Sadie Marie Bettencourt

Documentary Name
Rainey

Age
24

Occupation
Tattoo Artist||Lingerie & Tattoo Model

Sexual Orientation
Bi-Sexual

Hometown
Glasgow, Scotland

{“What is this, a fucking interrogation?”}

Likes
Smoking Weed||Smoking Cigarette’s||Self-inflicted Pain||Parties||Clubs||Hard Liquor||Her Daughter, Lana||Traveling||Tattoo||Drawing||Rock Music||Lingerie||Nigh Time||The Ocean||Playing Guitar||Photography||Being Alone||Drugs||Sarcasm||Storms||Lighting||Swimming in the Ocean||Drugs||Neon Colors

Dislikes
Matty, Her Fiancée (Sometimes)||Her Father||Herself||Her Past||Her Parole Officer||Good Girls||Judgmental People||Meeting New People||Short Hair (On herself)||Feeling Tired||Girly Girls||Guns||Fire||Sickness||The Idea of Death||Commitment||The idea of Love||Crying in front of people||Feeling Threatened||Soda||Candy||Frosting||Silence

Distinct Markings
Scars: She has tons of track marks from shooting up on the insides of her elbows. She also has various other scars from fights with her fiancée and fights in jail.

Piercings: She has her belly button, her nipples, her tongue, and her nose pierced. Her ears are gauged.

Tattoos: Her body is a canvas she's lost count of all her tattoos.

Dreams
Get back custody of her daughter||Move away from all her bad influences||Leave Matty||Be the mother that her mother never was

Secrets
She’s Anorexic Despite the daily comments she gets about how incredibly beautiful she is, Sadie just doesn’t see it, in fact she kind of hates herself and as a punishment, she deprives herself of food. She’s become anorexic.

Lana being Adopted: The foster couple that her daughter Lana is currently living with is fighting for the rights to adopt Lana and take full custody of her. Sadie has been given exactly a year to show the court why she should get custody of Lana back.

Fears
Never getting custody of her daughter||Dying alone||Never knowing what real love is||Dying of a drug overdose

{“Guys like being treated like shit and girls respect a bad bitch.”}

Her Reason for Participating in The Wanderlust Project
It’s not exactly her choice, in fact she’s pretty pissed off about the whole thing. Her parole officer is making her do it, he thinks that it may save her life and help her get her daughter back. If this doesn’t save her, then her parole officer is pretty sure nothing will save her.

Religion
Atheist

Personality
Sadie is completely wild and reckless. It’s hard to keep up with her and keep her from killing herself. She’s always pushing herself past the point of no return. She’s self-destructive and she’s addicted to the things that will get her killed. She’s been so bad for so long, that she doesn’t exactly know what good is. Her life is full of danger and heartache. She’s hard to handle and even harder to get along with.

To say she likes to party would be an understatement. If she’s not working at the tattoo shop she’s out clubbing or getting drunk. She’s the girl that everyone wants to be around, because she has money and she’s easy to take advantage of when she’s fucked up. Sadie doesn’t exactly have friends and she certainly doesn’t have anyone in her life that actually loves her. Her fiancée likes to control her and her father likes to take her money and any friends that she has are only her friends to get something out of her, so it’s only natural that she doesn’t trust anyone.

She gave up caring a long time ago, because in her mind it did her no good. She cared to much and it seemed like the more she cared the worse things got. However, despite what she says, her daughter is her world and she hates herself for not being strong enough to clean up her act and give her daughter the life she deserves. Sometimes she wishes that she could move away from her fucked up life and take her daughter and go anywhere else, just her and Lana.

Deep down Sadie has a really good heart, she’s in love with the idea of traveling. She wants better for herself and for her daughter. She just thinks she’s past the point of saving and she doesn’t really think there is a point in trying because she’s already lost everything that matters to her.

{“Trust me sweetheart, my past is nowhere near as pretty as me.”}

Family Tree
Damien Bettencourt||Father||Alive
Christina Del||Mother||Deceased
Matty Beck||Fiancée||Alive (In Prison)
Lana Beck||Daughter||Alive (In Foster Care)

History
Sadie was doomed to fail from the start. Her mother, Christina was beautiful and an incredibly talented dancer who by chance of fate, got mixed up with a bad man, Sadie’s father, Damien Bettencourt to be exact. His life was all blazing guns, drugs, and motorcycle gangs. It was certainly no place for a wealthy good girl like Christina and it sure as hell was no place to raise a child. However despite what Christina’s parents said, she was too blinded by love and a seventeen year old Christina ran off with a twenty-two year old Damien.

Christina found out she was pregnant with Sadie the day after her eighteenth birthday. After Sadie was born the responsibilities of a new baby weighed heavy on the young couple. It pushed Damien to drink more and Christina to test the waters with drugs to keep herself awake. By the time Sadie was seven her parent were a complete fucking train wreck and blamed her for everything. Her father would beat her mother and in turn her mother would beat her. Several times growing up Sadie was put into foster care, her parents would clean up their act and get her back, only for it all to happen again. It was a never ending struggle.

At thirteen, Sadie lost her virginity to a college boy. She was far more mature for her age then most thirteen year olds thanks to her rough childhood. By sixteen she was smoke joints with her mother and shooting up with her father. Her parents really didn’t give a shit what she did or where she was. That was when she found her love for tattoos. The pain was better than drugs, it was an addiction. Slowly her body began becoming covered in tattoos.

She met Matty Beck, a tattoo artist by day and a drug dealer by night when she was seventeen. He was twenty at the time and he had an obsession with her and soon she found herself in a dangerously addicting abusive relationship with him. They moved in to his apartment together, when she turned eighteen. She started working in Matty’s tattoo shop alongside him, making a name for herself, her tattoos were incredible. It wasn’t long before people were coming all over the world to get tattoos from her, even celebrities. She’d become Scotland’s own Kat Von D.

At twenty she got pregnant with her daughter and Matty purposed to her. Their relationship was far from perfect, but somehow they loved each other. A few months before the wedding and a month before their daughter Lana was born, Matty was caught involved in a major drug deal and he was sent away to prison for eight years. Sadie’s drug addiction and partying only got worse after Lana was born and eventually child protective services stepped in and took Lana away. Sadie fell apart, she’d dug a hole too far to climb out of.

At twenty four she’s been in and out of jail a countless number of times, only gets to see her daughter once a month, her lifestyle is dangerous, and she can’t stay faithful to Matty to save her life. When her parole officer heard about the Wanderlust project, he signed her up and is now forcing her to go, he thinks it might save her life.

So begins...

Sadie "Rainey" Bettencourt's Story

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#2014-09-10 00:26:48, as written by sweetsleep

{Time: 8:00am}{Date: June 7th, 2015}{Location: Glasgow Prison}

“What the hell do you mean you’re leaving?” Matty’s voice was harsh and irritated as they sat in the private inmate visitor room. Sadie sat arms crossed as she rolled her eyes. “We are already on the verge of losing Lana and your fucking taking off? Are you kidding me Sadie.” He spat rising his voice.

Matty was Sadie’s estranged fiancée, he’d been in prison for the past few years for a number of reason and even from prison he was still abusive and controlling when it came to Sadie and what she did. Sadie wasn’t entirely sure why she even went to visit him because he was impossible to talk to. Sadie was about the only person who wasn’t scared of him, even the prison guards seem to be on edge when they dealt with him. She avoid contact for a long moment of silence between them before he slammed his cuffed hands down on the table and Sadie had enough. She stood up placing both her hands on the table, holding his eyes now.

“You think I don’t know that Matty, I’m not stupid. I’m doing this for her. Everything I’ve done is for her.” Sadie spat back never breaking contact despite the dark look in Matt’s eyes. “If I don’t do this, there’s a good chance will never see her again.” She breathed. “I have to go.” She said simply walking towards the door and as she did she could hear Matty yelling at her to come back and that he wasn’t finished but she couldn’t stop, because she knew if she stayed to long he’d talk her out of going and for once in her life she had to stop being selfish if she ever wanted a chance at getting her daughter back, no matter how much she hated the idea.

{Time: 7:00pm}{Date: June 9th, 2015}{Location: Hotel Principe di Savoia Milan; Milan, Italy}

Sadie was exhausted, but after a nineteen hour flight with two layovers, she’d finally arrived in Milan, Italy where she was meeting the Neroli brothers for the first time as well as the rest of the group she’d be traveling with for the next year. She wasn’t exactly nervous, nor excited. She was only doing it in the honest hope that she could get clean, get custody back of her daughter, and get the hell away from Matt. She spun her engagement ring on her finger as she sat in the conference room. she was the first to arrive and she was starting to get second thoughts about the whole thing, debating whether or not she should just leave.

The door opened and two men came into the room, whom she assumed was the Neroli brothers. Sure enough that’s exactly who it had been. They introduced themselves and told her to help herself to the refreshments as they waited on the rest of the people to get there. No more than five minutes later another girl showed up, platinum blonde hair, business suite, looking rather up tight. The Neroli brother’s gave her the name Meadow, just like they’d given Sadie the name Rainey. They weren’t supposed to use their real names. Next through the door was a guy with a thick Asian accent, Cyress was the name he’d been given.

Saide already felt out of place, because while the other two looked clean cut and seemed rather uptight. She was the complete opposite. Bleach blonde hair that hung just past her hips, covered in tattoos. She sighed as she ran her fingers through her long hair and continued to focus on her engagement ring, not really in the mood to introduce herself.

{Time: 7:20pm}{Date: June 9th, 2015}{Location: Hotel Principe di Savoia Milan; Milan, Italy}

Toby was excited, he’d never been outside of New York city and now he was driving through Milan, Italy on his way to a four star hotel. It was surreal for him and he couldn’t be more grateful. Toby had never been one to ask for much, nor had he every really wanted anything. He’d always been the one giving up his food for other and taking care of people, he was always putting people before himself and it was nice to finally be doing something for himself. His life had been so shitty up until this point. The sun was going down, the sky a pink yellow color, resembling sherbet ice cream and he smiled at the thought.

The information he’d gotten told him to bring only what he needed, which was just about everything he owned. He had a small backpack with exactly two shirts he’d found in the trash and managed to wash in a gas station bathroom sink, a pair of jeans he’d been wearing for the past two years, and a picture of his mom and sister. That had been the extent of his personal possessions since he’d lost his mom. In all honesty though he didn’t mind it because having nothing made him appreciate everything else a little more.

When the taxi cab finally stopped in front of the hotel he climbed out and looked up at the large, beautiful detail of the building and for the first time he realized that this was really happening. It wasn’t just a dream. He pushed through the expensive glass door, adjusting the strap of his backpack on his shoulder. He didn’t look awful, he’d managed to put together a decent enough outfit to make him look a little less homeless and a little more put together. The front desk pointed him in the direction of the conference room. He made his way down the expensive looking corridors of the hotel before pausing in front of a door the had a piece of paper titled [i]“The Wanderlust Project”[/b]

He reached for the door only someone opened it before he had the chance. “You must be Toby.” A man spoke in his thick Italian accent and Toby knew by the accent and the way he was dressed that he was one of the Neroli brothers. Toby nodded with a shy smile. “Great, well, You’ll be going by River, Martin is inside, go ahead and get settled were waiting for two others.” He explained as he opened the door gesturing for Toby to go inside and he hesitated for a moment before he finally ducked into the room.

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#2014-09-11 00:22:47, as written by The Toxic Cereus

{Time: 7:24}{Date: June 9th, 2015}{Location: Hotel Principe Di Savoia Milan; Milan, Italy}

"Oh no, wait" she called after a person she bumped into, an elderly old man carrying groceries. He raised a grey brow at her.
"Sì?" he questioned, putting his bags on the concrete.
"Puoi puntare me in direzione di Hotel Principe Di Savoia Milan per favore?" she spoke fluently. Ksenia may have been raised in California, but her Mother was purely Italian. Her Mother poke Italian to her since birth, her Father spoke English and Italian. Though her Father would have preferred she learned a language like Thai for all their trips to Thailand regarding their diamond company, she never did.
"E ' in fondo alla strada due blocchi , poi girare a destra" the old man replied, impressed that the foreign looking girl spoke perfect Italian.
"Grazie mille" she said quickly with a smile before going in the walking in the direction he told her. She struggled to carry her things down the street as she had two suitcases, a large backpack, and a smaller leather one. She wasn't one to travel without her things. She wondered how they intended to keep her clothed for a year. She could only fit so much in her things.

Upon arrival she was in awe at the condition of the hotel. It was truly five stars. She went to the front desk, in which the lady behind pointed her in the direction of the conference rooms. She walked down elegant coridors, taking her sweet time to admire the building's beauty. Her eyes finally found the door labeled with a piece of paper. "The Wanderlust Project" it read. She reached for the door and slipped her way inside, immediately being ambushed by a man with an Italian accent. He had to be one of the founders of the project.
"Ksenia, glad you made it. You're one of the last" he said with a smile. Ksenia nodded.
"I apologize, I got a bit lost. The directions got screwed up on my phone" she explained with a normal expression. The brother nodded.
"Well your name will be Promise. Remember it!" he said cheerfully before stepping aside and allowing Ksenia to continue forward. Promise? What kind of hippie name was that?

She walked in awkwardly, trying not to look at anyone as she sat down on one of the confrence chairs away from people. To make herself look busy, she pulled out her blue Nintendo 3ds, and began playing Zelda, peaking up from the screen every so often to get a good look at the people around her.

OOC: Grazie mille = Thank you so much
Puoi puntare me in direzione di Hotel Principe Di Savoia Milan per favore = Can you point me in the direction of Hotel Principe di Savoia Milan
E ' in fondo alla strada due blocchi , poi girare a destra = It's down the street two blocks, then turn right
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{Time: 7:36}{Date: June 9th, 2015}{Location: Hotel Principe Di Savoia Milan; Milan, Italy}
This was a dream come fucking true. He pinched himself on the plane to ensure he wasn't dreaming. The journalist couldn't believe he was picked for such an opportunity. Though one could never tell this by his facial expression. His face was the same as it always was. Ryan always seemed to have a neutral expression. It made him hard to read as a person. He walked through the streets of Italy, taking photos of the sights. It was a truly gorgeous city. Much different in person then in the pictures. Ryan sure had a lot to write about when he got the time to sit down and put his thoughts on paper.

Everywhere Ryan went, his journal followed. He knew by the end of this trip he would have one hell of a journey to share on his blog, and possibly submit to editors. Journalism and writing were his passions. Growing up he wasn't like the other guys, he didn't play sports or get drunk, he sat in the library and wrote stories. He helped write the school newspaper, and made top column more than once.

He arrived at the hotel later than anticipated, mostly because he had to stop and take his sweet time looking at everything. At the lobby he got directions from a woman who looked fed up with giving directions.
"For god sake, the room is that way" she said with a think accent.
"Uhm, sorry" he said quietly before walking back where she said. He saw the paper and went inside, immediately greeted by an Italian.
"Hello, you're the last one, welcome. Your name is Ziggy, have fun" he said quickly before closing the door. Ryan ushered inside and looked around at the people gathered. It seemed everyone from different walks of life were here...perfect.

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#2014-09-15 12:35:32, as written by sweetsleep

As Sadie and the other’s waited for the rest of the group to show up, Sadie wasn’t really paying much attention to the others. They’d introduced themselves by the given name from the two brother, however after that, Sadie had tuned their bickering out. She hadn’t realized how much she loved her daughter until she was thousands of miles away from her, the idea of not seeing her for an entire year was agonizing, not to mention she was already having withdrawals. A bottle of vodka and a couple lines of coke sounded really damn good right about now.

Soon enough the rest of the group had showed up, one more girl who was quite beautiful actually and a guy who looked like a beach bum and Sadie just sighed. She listened as the brother’s went on amount the rules. They weren’t allowed phones and had to give them up, they weren’t allowed to use their real names at any point, hence their given names, and lastly there was no giving up and going home unless injured or ill.

Finally they’d been given the itinerary. They’d spend their first night in the fancy hotel and tomorrow would be a day for them to relax and get to know each other, then it was all camping, cameras in their faces and living life to the fullest after that.

“Alright so seeing as this is a project to push you out of your comfort zones, rooms will be boy/girl instead of girl/girl, boy/boy.” Angelo said with a small smile in his Italian accent. Sadie scoffed rolling her eyes she pitted whatever guy had to room with her, they’d hate her by morning. “So Meadow and Cyress. You’ll be rooming together. River and Promise you’ll be in another room, which leaves Ziggy and Rainey.” Angelo said passing out one room key to each group, so as to force the group of two to stay together. “Will see you all tomorrow afternoon.” Angelo said before him and Martin disappeared for the room.

Sadie didn’t bother saying anything, simply grabbed the key that sat in front of her and glanced to the shaggy haired guy with a smirk on her lips and she looked at him over the top of her sunglasses. “Let’s go surfer boy.” She breathed sarcastically in her thick Scottish accent as she pulled her bleach blonde hip length hair to one side, she didn’t bother waiting for him as she slipped out the door, ready to get to their room and get settled. She lit herself a cigarette, despite the several “No Smoking” signs as she headed towards the elevator, wondering if Ziggy would catch up to her, but not really caring either way.

Toby was surprised at the outcome of participants, they were all so different. Another girl stepped into the room, she was beautiful and he suddenly felt out of place, because he was beginning to realize just how fortunate everyone else was, but he wasn’t going to let it get him down, it was way too damn early. His eyes followed her as she sat down and pulled out her DS and he couldn’t help but smirk.

Finally once the final participant showed up, the brother’s started the orientation. They went over everything in depth, the rules and what they would and wouldn’t be filming and as they talked about it Toby couldn’t help but get excited. It seemed the a completely life changing journey and he was looking forward to it. He also couldn’t help but keep his eyes from flicking to the golden haired girl, whom they’d introduced as Promise.

Eventually after a long hour or so of interdictions, rules, regulations, and schedules they were told that they’d be sharing a room with the opposite sex which seemed to irritate the girl covered in tattoos and Cyruss who seemed to think he should have his own room. Toby didn’t complain, he’d gotten paired with Promise, the beautiful girl on the DS.

The first people to file out of the room were Cyress, Meadow, and Rainey. He turned his attention to his roommate. “Looks like we only have one key.” He said picking it up “A some free time.” He said offering a friendly smile. “You wanna grab a bite to eat? We might as well start getting to know each other know.” He shrugged.

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#2014-09-17 15:32:49, as written by The Toxic Cereus

{Date: June 9th, 2015}{Location: Hotel Principe Di Savoia Milan; Milan, Italy}

Ksenia played games on her DS while listening to the brothers explain the rules. No technology? This was going to be a long year. She felt a gentle tap on her shoulder and she quickly looked up.
"Hmm?"
"Promise, I'll need to take your little game device here"one of the brothers said, she quickly widened her eyes.
"But I need it"
"For?"
"Stress relief"
"Yeah, no, come on, give it up" he said again. With a sigh she had to save her game and hand it to him. If there is a scratch on my baby, you will burn she thought, a small frown on her face. She was forced to listen to the rest of the speech. Sharing rooms with a guy? That'll be awkward. They were really stressing that they wanted everyone out of their comfort zone. As if she wasn't already uncomfortable enough. The girl with the tattoos looked even more out of her element than anyone else. She was pretty. Sort of looked like one of her friends back in high school. Ksenia only had two tattoos, both easily concealable in a professional setting, which was why she got them. They were more of a middle finger to her parents. A proof of her freedom. Though she really did feel captive to her expectations. She couldn't care less about a stupid family business. The only benefit was the jewelry she got every so often for less. Child psychology was much more appealing to the girl. Without her DS she had to actually talk or at least be around people. She wouldn't call herself anti-social, but people didn't typically like talking to the sad serious girl.
“Looks like we only have one key.” she heard a voice from the side. She looked up and sighed.
"You'd think they give both of us one" she mumbled, getting up from her seat. When he mentioned food, she quickly nodded once again.
"Sounds good" she said, fixing her cardigan that was strangely placed when she sat up . "So your name is River right? I'm Promise. They seemed to think it was funny to give up hippy names as well" she sighed, walking towards the door.

Ksenia rolled her neck. She didn't know how she was going to like this trip. She hoped it would help her gain the confidence to tell her parents no, but at the same time, she didn't know what to expect. She walked to the door and waited for her roommate before she began following signs to the hotel's restaurant.
"So what do you think so far, of this whole thing?" she asked, trying to make slight conversation. Awkwardly she stuck her hands in her cardigan pockets, following the hall signs to the supposed restaurant.

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{Date: June 9th, 2015}{Location: Hotel Principe Di Savoia Milan; Milan, Italy}

Ryan leaned back an forth on his feet while the two brothers explained the rules. He was glad that he took all his notes in a journal - and also glad they weren't confiscating cameras. He had a lot to take photos of he had decided. He looked around the people and took a moment to examine each of them. There was a blonde girl sitting at the table, looking like every other girl he had ever met. The one that peaked his interest was the clearly displeased tattooed gal. She was gorgeous beyond belief, but also different. Not a normal run of the cut person. Ryan always liked people with a story, and she had one.

The brothers announced that they would be having coed rooms to "put them out of their comfort zone". Ryan didn't see a huge issue with it. He'd shared rooms with females plenty of times. In his one bedroom home, his sister had people over far too often. Apparently he was partnered with the tattooed girl, and she looked plenty displeased about it.
“Let’s go surfer boy.” he heard the girl apparently nicknamed Rainey say. He chuckled slightly to himself. Surfer boy? That was a new one. He followed quietly behind. He smelled the cigarette she lit, and grinned to see her rebellious nature despite the constant signs. When they got to the hotel room he waited until she would open to door, planning to order food to the hotel room.

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