Neenawagncr - OBSESSED

character name: Neena Wagner age & birthday: 25, October 23rd, 1998 gender & pronouns: Cis woman, She/Her place of birth & time in East Haven: Born in Boston and raised in East Haven, left for college district: Mount Aston occupation: True Crime podcaster faceclaim: Simone Ashley family: Nick Wagner, Johnny Wagner, TBD Wagner, Verity Wagner, Summer Cavanagh, Waverly Erickson, Alec Kincade

CHARACTER BIOGRAPHY TWs: teen pregnancy, death

PAST

Neena often thinks of her birth as something far removed from her self. It is separate and has no tie to who she is, in her mind it is almost the same as being born from a surrogate or even an incubator. Neena’s birth mother gave birth to her at the tender age of 17 and quickly gave her up for adoption. Thankfully, a married couple who had just had the devastating news of no longer being able to have another child by birth were looking for the perfect final addition to their family. Naomi and Nick Wagner soon were linked to baby Neena in her Boston orphanage and fate delivered them the perfect baby girl. The birth certificate may have said Neena Konar, but she’s never thought of that name as any importance to her - Wagner is her real name. Neena was taken home by the Wagners after all the paperwork was finished when she was only a few months old and to her, that was her real family. Growing up, Neena never looked at Naomi or Nick as anything other than her real parents. They were the ones who wanted her when her own birth incubator did not. 

When Neena was still young, her father was still playing football professionally. There are many photos and videos of little baby Neena dressed up for her father’s team and sitting on his shoulders during the post-game interviews. And since her father retired when she was still in elementary school, she had something her older siblings never had, her father around for all of her childhood. Naomi and Nick doted on Neena while making sure to connect her with her culture. She attended classes and festivals and was raised to learn everything about her Indian background. While Neena appreciated that from her parents, she saw the Wagner’s culture as her own as well in addition. Both held meaning to her, and she never saw one above the other. She liked how it created a colorful tapestry for her background. 

Neena was vivacious from a young age, and could often be described as dramatic and extra. Growing up, she was always the one to fill a room with her personality, and to be the center of attention. Neena tried almost every extracurricular activity she could and though she dropped a lot, she liked trying everything there was to offer. She took plenty of art classes, participated in theater in high school, was on the dance team, ran for student government and even was prom queen. Never one to fit into one box, Neena was popular, approachable and kind, but a wild child as well. She surely gave her parents many gray hairs as they struggled to raise her. Neena often snuck out of the Wagner house to attend parties, she was brought back drunk by the local cops, and even once got dared to steal a neighbor’s lawn mower and accidentally ended up with it in the lake in the person’s backyard drunk and laughing hysterically. Her parents tried to protect her as best they could with their connections, but she did face consequences with community service to keep her underage record clean. 

It was soon after her 18th birthday that Neena finally reached out to the orphanage to figure out who her birth mother was. She had often wondered who her birth mother was and what the circumstance of her adoption had been. But, she never had thought of Naomi and Nick as anything but her real parents. Finding this woman would never replace them. Only fill out some questions she had. But, when she finally tracked down the woman, it only cemented how little this woman was even a birth mother, she’d been nothing but an incubator Neena was carried in. The woman had been shocked, and horrified to find Neena showing up. She’d been embarrassed and ashamed of her, scooting her away like she was some undesirable showing up on her doorstep to beg for her most prized position. Like she was a criminal. The woman had shooed Neena away, the big ring and big house of her family that had no idea about their mother’s teenage pregnancy. Eventually, Neena left in tears and swearing that the egg and sperm donators who created her were nothing but incubators who only served to get her to her real family - the Wagner’s. 

Eventually she did graduate high school and left to attend NYU in the fall. Neena majored in marketing and double minored to satisfy by her loves of art and history. She visited on some weekends, and was always glad to show her parents the city that had become her new home. She thrived, partying and living up to her glamorous and wild child reputation. Neena loved New York City and all the city had to offer, even when she got to see the underbelly this city still felt like a new home. After graduation, she got a marketing job over in Brooklyn and worked for almost a year before she figured out the 9-5 office job wasn’t for her. Even with the creative outlet of her job, she still felt stifled and boxed in. Was this really what she wanted for the next 80 years? Working day in and day out in the same cubicle, the same office, the same tasks that she just got to do all over again with a different project each week? She felt like she was drowning and quit. Neena could have stayed in New York if she wanted, even without a job she knew her parents would have supported her while she figured out the next step. But she didn’t know the next step. 

Truthfully going back to East Haven wasn’t a downgrade or a loss to her, Neena saw it as she was just going back to sort out her thoughts and figure out her next move. If that meant going back to New York, she’d be happy to go there, or another city, or even stay in her home town. While in college, Neena had started a true crime podcast just out of a fun hobby. It had done well, and during her time in her marketing job, she grew her following and started to market merch as well as a few paid episodes and even paid sponsorship. It was there she realized she could make this her full time job and support herself. Starting off with a converted shed in her parent’s backyard, Neena started to record there before she eventually earned enough money to but a small studio herself downtown. With a job like this, she realized she could go wherever she wanted and Neena had been thinking of where she wanted to move next when the worst thing happened. 

The truth was, her parents had found out Naomi was sick when they found out she couldn’t have another child. For Neena’s whole life, her parents had hid Naomi’s disease, and eventual end. It was during this time that the truth of her mom’s sickness came out. Neena of course stayed in East Haven, refusing to leave her mom now. Before her eyes, her mom quickly declined and soon the family was burying the sweetest woman anyone had ever known. She struggled with the grief and loss at first, as did the rest of her family. Her mom couldn’t die, she couldn’t have been sick her whole life. None of this could be real. But it was.

PRESENT

Eventually, Neena did decide to stay in East Haven. Maybe not forever, maybe eventually she would move to another city to do her podcast, but for right now her dad was still here and she didn’t want to leave him. Johnny was back too and finally engaged to Stevie who she always knew would be her sister in law, even if her brother had been so stupid to wait all these years. Her podcast is doing great, she’s even planning a tour to do a live show across the country, and though she still misses her mom every day, life is still going on and there is still so much to do and experience. Life is for living and the light in Neena will never go out. 

Who: @elliemulligan

Where: The Spring Festival

Neena wasn’t as mobile as she had hoped to be by now, but even she had to admit it was a vast improvement over where she started. The cast was off now and she had a large boot instead that went up to her knee. Having only gotten the cast off yesterday she had wanted to celebrate? And what better way than with the Spring Festival? Sitting at a bench with her crutches leaning by her, she waited for Stevie to return with the kids. They’d all go get some food from one of the booths and Neena had agreed to spend some time with her nieces and nephew. Time to let cool Aunt Neena shine through. Glancing up from her phone she noticed a familiar head of blonde hair. “Ellie!” She called out, waving at her friend from high school. Yet another person she hadn’t seen recently with her horrible time locked up in her apartment.

banti-virani​:

OPEN STARTER

Banti didn’t often spend a lot of his time outside around other people, often opting to seek solace on his own. Even, he couldn’t stay inside, the crisp air and sights called his name. He knew of the events going on around town, mostly from word of mouth around the Lodge. However, ice skating was something that spoke to him and it was located conveniently near his place of work. He stood near the edge, kneeling down and making sure that his skates were fastened correctly. Banti was rusty, that was for certain. He made his way onto the floor of the rink, wobbling a bit as he noticed someone nearby. “I haven’t done this in quite some time. I swear, it was easier the last time,” he mused, half to himself and also to the person standing near him. “Do you skate frequently?”

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Dressed to the tens in an outfit that was for sure going to turn heads, Neena pushed out on the ice rink. Neena Wagner was never one to dress simply or fade into the background, strutting around with a confidence at all times. The faux fur cuffs on her jacket looked more at home on New York City street fashion than the ice rink hosting everyone celebrating the Winter Festival. It was his unsteady actions that caught her gaze first, but Neena smiled charmingly as he spoke to her. “So I shouldn’t be filming you in the hopes of catching you do a triple axel? Well damn, there goes any hopes of selling my footage to a sports agent.” Now that she was on the ice, Neena didn’t want to stay still and slowly turned around him, tempted to take his hands and get him more comfortable on the ice. “It’s been a hot second, but I used to take some skating lessons when I was little.”

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Neena had never broken any bones before or done something to be severely immobilized. And she was starting to figure out, it was a good thing she had never been in this situation before. Neena was going stir-crazy. How did people sit around like this and not be doing something constantly? She wanted to go sleep in her bedroom again. She wanted to go out. She wanted to go dancing. She wanted to go on her Pelaton. But instead she was stuck on her first floor every single day. Even recording sessions for her podcast was starting to become a chore. Hearing the doorbell, Neena hobbled to the front door, jumping awkwardly as she had left her crutches by the couch and threw open the door. “Thank god.” Neena sighed dramatically. “I’ve been alone too much.” 

closed | @neenawagncr

Verity made sure the edges of the cardboard box in her hands were tucked in properly while she were headed for her cousins place. Knowing she was unable to move much yet, she figured surprising her with a pizza and some snacks for a movie night might do the trick. Once she arrived, she gave the door a small knock before ringing the doorbell and waited.