Joel White

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Joel White

Joel White is the nephew of Nicholas White, former owner of Club Carnivale, a carnival/circus themed burlesque club which he left to Joel when he took off for Vegas, sick of shoveling snow. Joel has been working at the club for a few years now ever since he escaped the Whisperstitch lands of King Nothing. Now he's taken it over for his uncle and spends much of his time bar-tending or working on the attractions within the club itself. He's become something of a "ringleader" for his small chosen family of performers, outcasts, and misfits. He joined the Fate's Harvest Freehold when it was established and has been a member in good standing since then. Easy to talk to, he spent much of his time chatting with those who came in to the bar, cataloging the lives of the Lost in the area. He is also known as a Biographer for the Eternal Echoes, and it's his business to know people and their stories. Sometimes he'll give advice, but mostly he's a good listener, and handy with a wrench.

Unfortunately, something happened to Club Carnivale. Rumor is that his uncle got in some trouble in Vegas, and the bar, which Joel never wholly owned, was taken over by some folks who sold its contents and tore it down. Joel then disappeared for over a month or so. Rumor is he took off on walkabout. But since then, he seems to have resurfaced in the area. There's no word if he plans to try to open a business again, or if maybe he'll just go tend bar at some other local establishment.

RP Hooks
  • Dawn Court .. Tried to make a better life for his chosen carnival family. It didn't so much work out.
  • Brewer .. He was a bartender at Club Carnivale and can boozify some curious beverages for the intrepid consumptionist.
  • Author .. He loves stories, both to chronicle those of the lives of the Lost in the area, but also to create works of fiction of his own.
  • Doodler .. He will do sketches of folks and things from time to time.
  • Lord of Echoes .. He is a Biographer, writing down the stories of important people involved in historical events... and sometimes just Lost in general.
  • Family .. He has family who are still in Salem, MA, including a fetch who took over his life. Open to having others play family or other connections.
Contacts
  • Lucky .. Too pretty. Too lucky.
  • Sid .. Exactly who you'd expect him to be.
Prior Contacts
  • Anita .. Bottle twirler.
  • Drew .. Dancer and Choreographer.
  • Freya .. So very awkward.
  • Gisa .. L'chaim. Blackberry wine.
  • Kseniya .. Cutesy goth.
  • Tess .. Burd lady.
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Profile
Full Name: Joel White
Played By: Cole Sprouse
Appears As: Joel
Date of Birth: October 8 1992
Apparent Age: Mid-20s
Occupation: Bartender
Virtue: Vigilant
Vice: Stubborn
Template: Changeling
Keeper: King Nothing
Court: Dawn Court
Seeming: Wizened
Kiths: Brewer
Author
Entitlement: The Eternal Echoes
Freehold Fate's Harvest
Motley: Jokers Wild
Soundtrack

Storm Before the Calm - Eppic and Jess Moskaluke

If there was a way to create perfect
Make your life feel so damn worth it
I'd erase, id erase your black and blue
I couldnt find a way, to stop your hurtin
So I'm gonna rip open those curtains
So you can see, you can see whats left in you
It's just the storm before the calm

Drinking Song - Moxy Fruvous

Think of bombs
We're poised on the edge of disaster
Whether it's right or it's wrong
We opened the window
Played some Nintendo
Sang a few bars of some pretty old song.
"Irene good night. Irene goodnight
Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene
I'll see you, in my dreams."
Oh to dream, those impotent
Bones of extinction
Flying graceful and free.
None but the best,
Cause the man cannot rest
Til he's finally beaten his me
And the band played on
As the helicopters whirred.
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn,
My senses finally blurred..
Logs