Residers 🍸
Those who come from time to time to the Underrooms, and those who stay full-time there are known as Residers. Each of them has their own room, and each can move freely around all premises except the rooms of other residers.
Meet the Administrators
While the Owner remains a mystery, the Inner Circle is maintained by two hands — graceful, relentless, and always watching.They are your guides, your judges, and your final warning.Psychopub and Halo keep the Circle running in perfect balance: indulgence and order, temptation and restraint. If you see them, pay attention. If they speak, listen. And if they offer you a drink… ask yourself why.
🌞 Halo
Outside name: Lutien EmberheartOutside occupation: Waiter of the Velvet RoomAge: 23“The world is full of secrets. I’m just lucky enough to live in one.”Bright-eyed and endlessly curious, Halo is the Inner Circle’s most unexpected guardian. Always smiling, always ready to lend a hand, he has the heart of a dreamer and the soul of a storyteller.As a child, he devoured tales of mystery and magic. As a young elf, he took a job at the Velvet Room and quickly sensed there was more to it than met the eye. One day, he found a door that was forbidden to open and... opened it.He should have been erased. Instead, he asked if he could help. The Owner said yes.Now, with a sparkle in his eye and a library of fantasy novels by his bed, Halo sees his role as a living fairytale. And in the Circle’s vast web of secrets, he’s your warmest light.
🍺 Psychopub
Outside name: Darin HawkOutside occupation: Residers say she was once in the bandAge: Unknown, but looks like a woman at late twenties“Don’t mistake my hospitality for patience. Or my sarcasm for mercy.”The velvet queen of eye-rolls and last chances, Psychopub is the longest-serving Administrator of the Inner Circle. With a cigarette in one hand and a beer can in the other, she walks the Underrooms like someone who’s already died once, and has no time for bullshit the second time around.Once the frontwoman of the underground band Perish, she was hit by a truck after one of their gigs at the Velvet Room when the Inner Circle was just beginning to form. The Owner offered her a deal: life again, in exchange for eternal service. She said yes before she knew why. And now she’s here, watching everything.Wickedly smart, dry as dust, and scarily observant, Psychopub is the one who’ll hand you your first drink — or your last.
The Eyes and the Heart
The Inner Circle runs on the Administrators' balance.Where Psychopub sees everything and forgets nothing, Halo remembers what it means to laugh at bad jokes and leave candy on someone’s desk just because.They’re opposites in every obvious way and the Circle would fall apart without both. She keeps him grounded. He reminds her she’s still alive.They don’t always agree. They tease. They scold. They send each other the worst memes imaginable.But when it comes to the Circle?One watches. The other listens. And together, they keep the secret breathing.
Known Residers
Some guests pass through.Some never leave.The Inner Circle has many faces — some familiar, some fleeting, and a few who’ve carved out something deeper within its walls.These are the Residers: members who’ve chosen to stay, whether to escape, to explore, or simply to belong.Each carries their own story. Some speak of it. Some don’t.But if you stay long enough, you’ll learn their names, and maybe, they’ll learn yours.
💥 Blast
Outside name: Garvie SherryOutside occupation: Party hostAge: 26“Live fast, flirt hard, and hydrate... maybe.”With candy-pink hair and a laugh that gets stuck in your head, Blast lives for the thrill. IRL he’s a party host who makes strangers feel like old friends. In the Circle? He’s one of the Circle’s brightest sparks: dancing on tables, kissing whoever he wants, and lighting up the Underrooms like a firework.Active and wildly adventurous, he doesn’t hold back, and doesn’t want to. He experiments with everything and everyone, because why not?He doesn’t live in the Circle full-time, but he's seen here often. When the outside world gets too quiet, this is where he returns: to the music, the chaos, the heat.He named himself Blast because nothing else fit. And yeah, it fits perfectly.
🎨 Crisis
Outside name: Meir WrightOutside occupation: ArtistAge: 30“Don’t move. You’re almost exactly what I need.”Some people come to the Inner Circle to lose themselves. Crisis came to find someone.With tousled auburn hair and paint under his nails, he’s the Circle’s resident artist in limbo, dreamy, broody, and perpetually chasing the next muse. Crisis stuck, his nickname is exactly where he is — artistically, emotionally, and maybe even spiritually.Lives in the Underrooms, mostly tucked away in his studio space. He's not seen often, unless he’s wandering out to the bar for a beer, which surprisingly for the artist, he prefers to other drinks, drifting through the crowd with a quiet, hungry gaze, looking for the one face that might pull him out of his creative drought.He draws nudes. He doesn’t always ask first. But he always means it when he says “you’re beautiful.”
💋 B-Jay
Outside name: Yozo NozawaOutside occupation: Band DrummerAge: 28“Lovetaker, heartbreaker, rhythm maker.”B-Jay rolls into the Inner Circle like a thunderclap on two wheels, loud, fast, and impossible to ignore. With rocker's power and a body inked like a personal diary no one’s allowed to read too carefully, he’s every bad decision you don’t regret (until you do).Drummer for the cult band Blue Bimbo, fully unapologetic, B-Jay lives like he plays: loud, loose, and with devastating rhythm. The Circle’s rumor mill claims he’s been in nearly every bed at least once, but surely except one: Psychopub’s. Not for lack of trying. Or, well, bruises.You’ll find him at the bar, in someone’s room, or trying his luck again at the hallway counter while massaging a sore jaw. How he flirts like that and still never breaks the rules of consent? Some call it skill. Others call it sorcery. He just calls it Tuesday.
🍰 Souffle
Outside name: Alora UpkinOutside occupation: Pole DancerAge: 24“Yes, I can do the 'upside-down thing'. No, I won’t show you. Yet.”With a whip-crack smile and legs that defy physics, Souffle is all confidence, charisma, and clean lines. Her nickname? A cheeky nod to her white hair and the way she floats when she dances.She’s a pole dancer, and proud of it. Despite the disapproval of religious parents, she's not anyone else’s projection. Just a damn good athlete doing what she loves.Chatty and quick with comebacks, she slips between conversations like she does around poles, effortlessly. When she’s not rehearsing routines, she’s curled up with horror flicks or musicals, popcorn in lap and no shame in sight.Easy to befriend, hard to keep up with, and impossible to shame into submission. Souffle is here to move, shine, and prove herself.
🥃 Corven
Outside name: Corrado VenzagoOutside occupation: Mafia BossAge: 32“Don’t ask what I do. Just... hold me a little longer.”The name Corven isn’t some dramatic alias, it’s just the first letters of his name, rearranged enough to let him breathe.Sharp jaw, cold stare, and a reputation that clears a room, his entire life he was untouchable. Out there, he’s a man you don’t cross. In here? He's still learning how to let his shoulders drop.Even in the Circle, where masks are sacred and judgment is left at the door, he finds it hard to truly let go. But he’s trying. And more than anything, he’s hoping, for a space, a person, a moment, where he can finally fall apart and be cradled instead of feared.Until then, he stays composed. Quiet. Watching.But the princess inside? It’s real. And it’s waiting.
🍷 Padre
Outside name: Raven VakhOutside occupation: According to his words, Piest of the God of DeathAge: He simply smiles mysteriously to this question“I’ll take your confession and your clothes — whichever comes first.”Don’t let the title fool you, Padre is no saint. A priest of a deity he rarely speaks of, he spends more time brooding at the Circle’s bar than preaching. Ask about his faith and he’ll smile with the kind of sadness that says he’s seen too much, then buy you a drink and change the subject with a half-whispered pickup line. His favorite prayer? Gentle dominance, whispered sins, and sacred trust. His sermons are the kind you feel on your skin.He’s flirted with half the Circle and made a bet with his equally unholy friend B-Jay on who’d win Psychopub over first. Neither succeeded, though rumor has it Padre wasn’t really trying.Ask him his age, and he’ll just offer a cryptic, “Old enough to know better. Young enough not to care.”Nobody’s sure what brought him here, or why he stays. Maybe it’s the anonymity. Maybe it’s the absolution. Or maybe it’s just the good wine and the sound of secrets breathing in the dark.
☁️ Cloud
Outside name: Fabian HawkOutside occupation: UnemployedAge: 20“If this is a dream, don’t wake me up. Never.”The Inner Circle is a place of second chances, but for Cloud, it was his very first. At 12 years old, he was cold, alone, and drifting through a world that had no place for him… until Psychopub found him, fed him, and, against every rule, asked the Owner to let him stay. The answer was yes.Cloud is the only one who’s ever grown up inside the Circle. He’s a permanent Resider, still quietly marveling at little things like hot showers, pillows, and people who care. But after years of surviving the streets, part of him can’t quite believe any of this is real. He’s always braced for the moment it’ll disappear… and he’ll wake up shivering on concrete again.He’s gentle, careful, slow to trust strangers, but never cold. Grateful to his core, especially toward Psychopub, who became sister, parent, and anchor all in one. He’s one of the very few who knows her real name, and since he had none of his own, she gave him hers.There’s still quiet sorrow in his movements, but also deep, wordless love for the home he’s found. Cloud might not say much, but he’s proof that even the most broken beginnings can find shelter in the strangest places.
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