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 _______________________________________________  𝒫𝒽𝑜𝒾𝒷𝑒 𝒢𝓇𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓈 | pansexual | oct 23 | salem massachusetts | #AF2251 ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ twenty one | ♂ | 5'5" | 131 lbs ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ + confident | observant | cool, calm & calculating | ambitious - arrogant | bitchy & irritable | manipulative | questionable & untrustworthy ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ α p p є α r α n c є ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ʀᴇꜱɪᴅᴇɴᴛɪᴀʟ ꜱʜɪᴛᴛʏ ɢᴏᴛʜ ɢɪʀʟ. Curvaceous, thicc girl with a little pudge that she pretends not to care about but is constantly on the lookout for remedies to fix. sigh another time, perhaps. standing at a whopping 5'5 - 5'8"+ depending on her shoes. long, wavy locks the color of fresh ink - not unlike the ink littering her body - cascades down to the middle of her upper back, the underside is buzzed short. but the length is kept atop her head so that she can look somewhat presentable; should high society call for it. skin permanently kissed by the sun that gives her a subtle bronze glow, creating the illusion that her tattoos are alive. breathing even. depending on how you look at them. some observable, some not so easily spotted. freckles dot her body, but the more noticeable ones would be the ones that occupy the space under her eyes and atop her cheeks. she's actually quite pleased and proud of those. her eyes a mossy green, but when the light catches it juuuuust right, they almost seem like crystallized honey. Full lips, always painted in some shade of color, typically in darker tones; but she isn't one to be too picky. full brows, long lashes - all natural - she'll be the first to assure you. though, should she choose to pay for such amenities, she totally could. her septum is pierced along with sporting dolphin piercings. Phoibe can be spotted strolling through the town or on campus in her usual attire of what looks to be uncomfortable attire. though it is very much comfortable; at least it is to her. her fashion jumps around from being sleek and put together to being messy and grungy. she’s not a fan of preppy, frilly styles. fishnets and other leggings and hosiery is a staple. she has a small collection of platformed shoes of different style - but a collection nonetheless. Rings and different necklaces and bracelets line her appendages. something that she is prone to fiddling with whenever the subconscious need arises which is a lot of the time. very much plays into the wiccan and romani vibes that she embraces of her culture.  ➽➽➽➽ Patience is a virtue; one that she toes the line with. Especially when it comes to the bible thumpers in town... ➽➽➽➽ Tight, enclosed spaces are NOT her friend. She will do anything she can in order to prevent being in a situation that would call for small spaces. She even sleeps with her doors - and sometimes windows - open. It's gotten better since her youth. But one doesn't just simply forget the feeling of being buried alive ➽➽➽➽ "Suffers" from Tritanopia; a type of blue-yellow color blindness. It doesn't really affect her day to day unless she's needed to distinguish colors that she struggles with | blue and green, red and purple, yellow and pink ➽➽➽➽ she doesn't like listening to people talk for longer than a few minutes so she interrupts all the damn time, stops paying attention, gets restless or just walks away completely ➽➽➽➽ has the tendency to overshoot, normally doesn't disappoint, but she aims higher than she should and is always trying to impress people [ this usually results in long lectures about arrogance or the possibility of failure to which she responds with "But did I fail? No." ]  ➽➽➽➽ There haven't been many people who Phoibe hasn't been able to con, blackmail charm into purchasing some kind of service and / or good from her and her family's little in-home shop. ➽➽➽➽ Phoibe is really good with calculations and not just with numbers ➽➽➽➽ She can read your palm, give lessons on love and relationships, tell the future in your cards... a lot of cliche "gypsy" practices though there is something about it all that is electrifying and sparks up her spine anytime she puts her talents to use | she's damn good at it and can play it off just well enough that no one can tell is it real? or she just that good at playing the right notes? ➽➽➽➽ She is well versed in Romani spells and curses, talismans and holistic approaches to the different situations life throws. Something she is very proud of. It's all an ancestral and heritage nuance according to her family; but she knows the truth and is so tangled into the lore and history and learning of it all she can't simply stop - now can she? ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵  ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵ ▿ ▵  ♡ getting tattoos & piercings pain kink? ♡ the smell of gasoline ♡ getting what she wants ♡ dark chocolate ♡ impressing people ♡ horrible, trashy B rated horror films  ☒ eating noises ☒ not getting her way ☒ scratching records ☒ white wine ☒ midday boredom ☒ daytime tv  ➽➽➽➽ tarot and palm reading to anyone at the campus ➽➽➽➽ collecting crystals & enamel pins ➽➽➽➽ hiking around town, around the beach and near the edge of the town is probably her favorite spots  |  ➽➽➽➽ absolutely not. what's the point? especially since it wasn't in the returned spot when she went to grab and use it herself. she would however make sure it wouldn't roll back into her once she turned her back to it. like sticking up on the curb of a median where there's those little grass patches? yeah. there. it's just chaotic neutral enough.  ➽➽➽➽ she injured her right knee when she was younger; slipped on some barnacles down by the wharf and it never healed properly. so, when the weather is cold and acting up, so does her knee - slight limp, agitated swelling that sort of thing ➽➽➽➽ hates the idea of crying in front of anyone. will avoid it at all costs ➽➽➽➽ always fidgets with her lip piercings when bothered or nervous ➽➽➽➽ her major at Blackmoore is Business Management with a minor in Paranormal Science / Parapsychology ➽➽➽➽ natural born peddler and will blackmail and swindle you of your coin or other valuables ➽➽➽➽ Phobes has tried numerous times seven to be exact to sell Leader some sick looking crystals, a personal talisman bauble, as well as the ever essential loose tea leaves - both for their special properties and strictly to enjoy when the need arises. All in vain; probably why she was so attracted to them. They were the only one to successfully withstand her snake-oil salesman charm.  ➽➽➽➽ Would they ever resort to cannibalism in a desperate situation?: if it was absolutely necessary, she s'pposes so. ➽➽➽➽ Would they ever resort to cannibalism in a non-desperate situation?: no, not willingly. ➽➽➽➽ Does your character enjoy inflicting pain upon others, or having pain inflicted upon them?: a little bit of both. because there are those who absolutely deserve the unrelenting crack of a whip. and not always in a good way. as it pertains to herself? with the amount of tattoos and piercings she has, there has to be some kind of kink involved in it all. right? ➽➽➽➽ Has your character ever committed any crimes? If so, what were they? How severe?: ∴ arson tho she wasn't caught ∴ breaking and entering ∴ trespassing ∴ theft ∴ possession of illegal substances ∴ peddling stolen goods ∴ murder ???  ➽➽➽➽ If the world ended, or was about to end, what would they do?: Anything and Everything and Nothing at all. Drugs, sex, vandalism... small time shit. Really? I just want to have some me time. Enjoy a fresh danish from the cafe down the street, not the mainstreamed one. Ew, they don't make anything right. The mom and pop shop. Swindle a few poor suckers out of their last dime, for old times sake~ before curling up with my favorite set of cards at the Leap, overlooking the water. Peaceful. Routine. Organized in all the chaos. ➽➽➽➽ Would they like to be a Hero?: Absolutely not. Phoibe Graves isn't anyone's hero. Not even her own. To suggest the question proves you know nothing about the youngest Graves child.  ➽➽➽➽ On a scale of 1 to 10, how strong is their Faith in that which they worship?: About a 7. There's clearly room for improvement. Everything can be improved upon. I suppose even myself... but why would I do that? ➽➽➽➽ On a scale of 1 to 10, how strong is their Faith in themselves?: A rocking 11 baby. I'm the queen. ➽➽➽➽ On a scale of 1 to 10, how strong is their Faith in others?: In a select few? Its roughly an 8... like the Club. I can safely measure them in that range. However, my faith in others is more of a 5 or lower. No one is truly worthy of my time, unless ye be worthy. ➽➽➽➽ Does your character consider themselves a sinner?: Who among us is not? ➽➽➽➽ Why?: Her thoughts alone; the fact that she is willing to blackmail, swindle, trick and con people out of their money for simple tips and tricks and not feel the slightest bit guilty.  ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ what the hell happened... Phoibe Graves, seventh daughter of a seventh daughter. The epitome of cursed. Originally hailing from Salem, Mass. she and the rest of her family moved to Blackharbour when she was about eleven. Strange place with even stranger people coming into their town soiling their wholesome Christian values with their Romani ways. Of course the Graves were seen as nothing more than a stain to their society. But that didn't stop the locals from seeking the family's guidance and counsel and herbs when it suited them the most. It's not like they were complaining, money was money and if these pretentious Blackharbour folk were willing to part with it, so be it. They had already arrived to the town with a fair amount of coin lining their own velvet pockets, but there was always more to be had. Taking up residence upon the top of the Leap in Hightown. The monetary status of the family seemed to have helped them within the societal brackets with the locals. Something they were pleased with. The family has made their wealth in a multitude of ways; her father was a broker by trade, always flying out for business, never could be one to stay in one spot for longer than a weekend. Her mother; a Madame of their ancestral craft, which is just a fancy way of saying she's a really, REALLY good con-artist. Though there is some truth to things she spouts off and peddles. It's not like the marks are going to be able to tell either way. The first three Graves children were victims of childhood illnesses and didn't live much past the age of five. Her two eldest sisters however, they continue to live in Salem and will stop by every now and again - only if to beg for money. They didn't inherit the craft their mother so lovingly offered to teach. Instead they married and live lives as stay at home mothers with blogs. Ugh. The only other daughter that lives there in Blackharbour, is one that did learn the craft alongside Phoibe. Talented she is, though there is an ever ongoing competition between the two girls as to who is the better. Something that results in a lot of arguments and petty disagreements. None in front of the customers. The Graves women host their clients in the parlor room on the first floor of their three storied Victorian home. Incense burners, hanging from the ceiling as well as position in pots of varying sizes around the room, silks and other fine and soft linen draped across the backs of chairs and walls. Pillows of different decor and styles line the floors and backs of wicker and wood chairs, tables here and their stationed almost like shelves would in a store aisle, littered with a multitude of different trinkets and baubles and tomes and books. Things for show or things to be sold and bought? Why not both? If it is to help ease the troubled and weary souls that come walking in through their doors looking for help, then so be it. Joining the Occult Club wasn't something she actively searched for. It was by pure happenstance that she came across the little haven for souls such as hers. The leader, as they liked to refer to themselves, was an enigma in their own right. But who among them wasn't? Wasn't that the whole point of them starting up this club? She soon found out that, no. That was not the original purpose. But it soon could be... the lot of them got along well. Almost too well. Phoibe was in a constant state of practicing her pitches and tactics to get the other members to buy into her bullshit Faith. A lot of the times it worked, save for a few Adept. It was a safe space, but also a place that made the chaos within the seventh of the seventh feel as if there wasn't any chaos to be had that she didn't actively seek out herself. And that made the coolness within her thaw just a bit. |
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Chapter I - The External
Name:
Evelyn Wolfe
Age:
20
Birthday:
The 6th of February
Gender:
Female
Sex:
Female
Pronouns:
She/Her
Country of Origin:
Blackharbour
Physical Description:
Evelyn stands at around five foot three, with shoulder length, black hair, that lightens into a grey-white at the tips. She possesses something of a slight build, perpetually underweight, with slender, fairly long arms and legs in comparison to her height. A set of green eyes are framed in a freckled, tanned face, which, especially around others, remains locked to faint and gentle smile. Her attitudes and practises often attract the eyes and ire of the more judgement, and so to compensate, her wardrobe is comprised of casual, plain clothes, both to blend in, and to be comfortable any time she finds need to venture out into the heat or the night. As part of this outfit style, Evelyn wears and carries numerous pouches, bags, and charms, which she keeps hidden beneath, or occasionally sewn into the fabric of, her clothes, should the need arise that they are required.
Physical Disabilities:
In the past, Evelyn fractured and broke a number of bones, and left them untreated with little more than mild medicinal and botanical techniques. Due to the way these injuries imperfectly healed, she suffers some stiffness and pain, specifically on her left side, around her wrist, elbow, pelvis, and ankle. They aren't debilitating by any means, and she generally doesn't notice them, but the pain gets better or worse depending on the day.
Chapter II - The Internal
Brief Psychological Profile:
In a general sense, Evelyn's main concern is not herself, but that which surrounds her. While the most important aspect of her life, bar none, is her practise, much of that practise relies and interacts with the constant influence of people. By nature she is inquisitive, drawn to exploring the "how" of things, especially in regards to the world at large. Being bound to a linear progression of life, where she was told what each successive action would lead to, with no room for self discovery or personal growth, is not something that she can abide. It was that drive for understanding and outlook on the world that guided her away from Christianity, but in turn led to her altruistic moral philosophy.
It is not in her to be cruel, or needlessly malignant, because her desire is to be helpful, out of a mix of personal hubris and guilt, though not in as few words. She wants to help and be useful, in whatever means are most appropriate, though in her case she can typically only do so via magic, which she willingly, and happily, gives, to a degree that can occasionally come across as obnoxious or obsessive. Her friends, therefore, are those willing to accept that help, and as a result, the value she places in the Occult Club is immense, as a place where the majority therein do not reject her.
At least, that is all how she views herself, and her beliefs. Evelyn never truly left behind her self-centred attitude, concerned only with the discovery of herself above the needs and wants of others. The altruism she so holds dear is just another facet, another side, of that selfishness, a manifestation of her own greed that she passes off as true selflessness. It is something deep seated - her most defining trait, and greatest flaw.
It is not in her to be cruel, or needlessly malignant, because her desire is to be helpful, out of a mix of personal hubris and guilt, though not in as few words. She wants to help and be useful, in whatever means are most appropriate, though in her case she can typically only do so via magic, which she willingly, and happily, gives, to a degree that can occasionally come across as obnoxious or obsessive. Her friends, therefore, are those willing to accept that help, and as a result, the value she places in the Occult Club is immense, as a place where the majority therein do not reject her.
At least, that is all how she views herself, and her beliefs. Evelyn never truly left behind her self-centred attitude, concerned only with the discovery of herself above the needs and wants of others. The altruism she so holds dear is just another facet, another side, of that selfishness, a manifestation of her own greed that she passes off as true selflessness. It is something deep seated - her most defining trait, and greatest flaw.
Mental Disabilities:
Nothing diagnosed.
Likes:
- Plants, Insects, and Nature in General
- Rural Areas
- Thresholds and Superstition
- Clear Night Skies
- Being Useful
- Old Books
- Spring and Autumn
- Detective Stories
Dislikes:
- Actions Intended to Provoke a Negative Reaction
- Destruction of Nature
- Being Underwater
- Bitter and Sour Flavours
- Forced Beliefs
- Loud Noises
- Melancholy
- Fake Magic That Preys on Ignorance
Fears & Phobias:
Evelyn’s primary and most prevalent fear is that of the ocean and the act of swimming by oneself, though more specifically she fears the inability to properly breath that comes from being submerged in water. She also holds a mild fear of heights, and lacking proper protection at any time, though especially around powerful Thresholds.
Trauma:
At some point in her life, Evelyn almost drowned, though when and how she refuses to speak on. This developed into her fear of water, which primarily finds itself focused on the ocean.
Hobbies:
- Reading Old Books
- Midnight Exploration
- Ritual Magics
- Foraging and Gardening
- The Occult Club
Outlook on Life:
"Things aren't always fair, but we should try and make them as fair as we can at all times. People say it's all about whatever you give being returned thrice over - I guess I don't really buy into that whole reward mentality. Be a pretty shitty world if everyone only did things when there was something in it for them."
Would they return a shopping trolley if nobody was around to see them do it?:
Obviously. What do you think she is, some kind of animal?
Chapter III - The Spirit
Religion:
Evelyn does not per se believe in a God, or most of the conventional things found in modern religion. Rather, she holds faith and “worships”, for lack of a better term, the natural power of the world, its resources, and the people that subsist amongst it. When concerned with the Gods she invokes in spells and rituals, she believes in their power - the power of their images, and the convergence of natural energy that gives humanity their faith in them.
On a scale of 1 to 10, how strong is their Faith in that which they worship?:
10
On a scale of 1 to 10, how strong is their Faith in themselves?:
7
On a scale of 1 to 10, how strong is their Faith in others?:
5
What would it take to convince them to kill an innocent person?:
Only in defence or herself or another could Evelyn be convinced to become a killer, but in the event that an individual she cares about finds themselves in the situation where such death becomes necessary, she is of willingness to assist in the aftermath, with reservations, though few.
Would they ever resort to cannibalism?:
She would rather die.
Does your character enjoy inflicting pain upon others, or having pain inflicted upon them?:
No.
Has your character ever committed any crimes? If so, what were they? How severe?:
Trespass is perhaps her most prevalent, having ventured at least once to almost every place in Blackharbour, including Hightown. One of these trespassing occasions resulted in a fairly large fire, though Evelyn was never identified as the culprit, for better or worse.
Does your character consider themselves a sinner?:
Evelyn does not live to please an arbitrary, formless deity. Although she agrees that excess of any of the givens "sins" can be bad, those sins still represent fundamentals of human nature. It would be disingenuous to remove pride, or lust, or greed. If that makes her a sinner, then she supposes that she must be, but being a sinner and being evil are not conflated within her world view.
Why?:
Her parents spent a long time trying to drill the concepts of sin and her own evil in her head, to the point where Evelyn doesn't really see them as anything serious anymore. Practically everything she has experienced in the practise and pursuit of magic has been positive, for both her and others. Through it she has learnt to understand herself and the people around her in ways that the lens of Christianity could not provide, and coupled with the abuse suffered at the hands of her father, the voracity of their teachings, and their insistence that she was a sinner, or a She-Devil, or a Whore of Satan, no longer mean anything in the grand scheme of her life.
If the world ended, or was about to end, what would they do?:
"Die? I dunno, what even could I do? Probably, sit with my friends, comfort them if they're scared, and watch it all happen. I don't want to die or anything, but if I'm not gonna have a choice in the matter, I think I'd like to spend it with somebody that I matter to."
Would they like to be a Hero?:
Not in practise.
Chapter IV - The Past and Future
Brief Biography:
Born as the only child to a young Christian couple, of a family native to Blackharbour since generations long past, dating back to one of the earlier families of Bel Cove after the resurrection and rebuilding of the town. Over the years, the individuals who had comprised the bloodline had abandoned the place for brighter horizons in bigger cities. All except those that would go on to produce David Wolfe, husband to Abigail Wolfe (nee Burnsley), and father to Evelyn Wolfe. Theirs was a family deep rooted both into the community of Blackharbour, but also the covenant around which it was founded.
Evelyn never truly saw eye to eye with the teaching of Christianity. Her nature was one of curiosity and inquisition, but more than that she could not be settled with a restrictive, linear path. Even from an early age she had had problems with authority, though not in a disrespect for the rules kind of way. She hated being told how the world worked, and how people had to act, and the way you had to live to reach the only goal that mattered. Being taught by a book that the only way to live properly was to follow the rules of an absolute power or be damned for eternity, it didn't sit right with her. What she wanted was the ability to discover herself, and for herself what was truly "right".
Convincing her family was an impossibility. Their faith was cemented, and allowing their daughter, their solitary offspring, to deviate from that, was out of the question, and more than likely, Evelyn imagined, out of fear. Her response was rebellion, acting out in whatever ways she could, be that arguing, sneaking out, committing petty crimes - anything to try and be seen, or distance herself from the picturesque delusion her parents sought after. When nothing worked, she found magic, and witchcraft, and the teachings of the world that didn't restrict her in the same way the Bible did. But her research taught was how the world operated, but not how those operations interacted, whereas religion had tried to force an objective viewpoint of everything that left no room for deviation.
It was only through her practise of those magics that her family took notice. They could deal with and cope with her other acts of disobedience: more visits to Church, confessions, some minor discipline where it became necessary. They chalked her actions up to teenage rebelliousness, but once the "devil worshipping" began under their roof, their tune shifted drastically, especially in the case of her father. No more was it minor discipline and restriction of privileges, his answer became physical and emotional abuse, hoping to starve and beat the sin out of her where kinder methods had failed. It didn't stop her - rather, his escalation only served to exacerbate Evelyn's obsession with the art.
She learned to divine, she learned to heal. She learned to protect herself, but her hubris and arrogance in the matter eventually led to her numerous fractured and broken bones. She had become obsessed with her own self discovery, and her own path, that she stopped thinking about why and what she wanted. The reason she had wanted to explore herself outside Christianity's lens in the first place. She had forgotten because she had found and overlooked it, but in a moment of extreme duress and absolute resolution discovered it again. No longer abused by her family, but merely neglected, Evelyn pressed on, finding her way into Blackmoore College.
A year and a half ago, partway through her first year at the College, Evelyn once again lost sight of her self and self discovery, and the self she was supposed to become. Believing in her past self, she attempted to discover it once again, but along the way, encountered the Leader of the Occult Club. The place they met was not somewhere either should have been, though his reasons differed wildly to her own. He invited her elsewhere, and, after she searched for him on subsequent days, welcomed her to his Occult Club.
Evelyn never truly saw eye to eye with the teaching of Christianity. Her nature was one of curiosity and inquisition, but more than that she could not be settled with a restrictive, linear path. Even from an early age she had had problems with authority, though not in a disrespect for the rules kind of way. She hated being told how the world worked, and how people had to act, and the way you had to live to reach the only goal that mattered. Being taught by a book that the only way to live properly was to follow the rules of an absolute power or be damned for eternity, it didn't sit right with her. What she wanted was the ability to discover herself, and for herself what was truly "right".
Convincing her family was an impossibility. Their faith was cemented, and allowing their daughter, their solitary offspring, to deviate from that, was out of the question, and more than likely, Evelyn imagined, out of fear. Her response was rebellion, acting out in whatever ways she could, be that arguing, sneaking out, committing petty crimes - anything to try and be seen, or distance herself from the picturesque delusion her parents sought after. When nothing worked, she found magic, and witchcraft, and the teachings of the world that didn't restrict her in the same way the Bible did. But her research taught was how the world operated, but not how those operations interacted, whereas religion had tried to force an objective viewpoint of everything that left no room for deviation.
It was only through her practise of those magics that her family took notice. They could deal with and cope with her other acts of disobedience: more visits to Church, confessions, some minor discipline where it became necessary. They chalked her actions up to teenage rebelliousness, but once the "devil worshipping" began under their roof, their tune shifted drastically, especially in the case of her father. No more was it minor discipline and restriction of privileges, his answer became physical and emotional abuse, hoping to starve and beat the sin out of her where kinder methods had failed. It didn't stop her - rather, his escalation only served to exacerbate Evelyn's obsession with the art.
She learned to divine, she learned to heal. She learned to protect herself, but her hubris and arrogance in the matter eventually led to her numerous fractured and broken bones. She had become obsessed with her own self discovery, and her own path, that she stopped thinking about why and what she wanted. The reason she had wanted to explore herself outside Christianity's lens in the first place. She had forgotten because she had found and overlooked it, but in a moment of extreme duress and absolute resolution discovered it again. No longer abused by her family, but merely neglected, Evelyn pressed on, finding her way into Blackmoore College.
A year and a half ago, partway through her first year at the College, Evelyn once again lost sight of her self and self discovery, and the self she was supposed to become. Believing in her past self, she attempted to discover it once again, but along the way, encountered the Leader of the Occult Club. The place they met was not somewhere either should have been, though his reasons differed wildly to her own. He invited her elsewhere, and, after she searched for him on subsequent days, welcomed her to his Occult Club.
If your character could live a perfect life, what would that life be?:
A life where she can fully discover herself, in ways that Blackharbour doesn't allow. Where she is surrounded by people who find her useful, and where she holds the ability to travel to rich, interesting, and far off places, within which she can practise freely, ideally alongside someone she loves. A life where the greed she hides from herself needn't be so hidden any longer.
Chapter V - Blood Bonds
What is your character's relationship like with their immediate family?:
At best disregarded, and at worst hated, Evelyn’s family no longer considers her one of their own, or rather, they do not consider her at all. To them, she is a follower of Satan, and robbed of the ability to abuse her, their only remaining option is for her to be out of sight, and out of mind.
How many friends does your character feel as if they have?:
As many as she needs.
What's your character's relationship with the town of Blackharbour?:
Her time in Blackhabour has not been one of the best or most pleasant, and though the rich history and plethora of intriguing Thresholds and incidents entice her, she looks forward to the day that she may abandon it.
Chapter VI - The Supernatural
Has your character ever seen ghosts or worse?:
Yes.
Does your character believe in the supernatural?:
Yes.
Has your character ever been to Blackharbour's Lighthouse?:
Yes.
Has your character ever eaten any Blackshells? If so, how often?:
The snail can be an important symbol of the connection to the ocean, and to the element of water. Evelyn has refused eating them from even before she took to magic.
Does your character have any psychic abilities? If so, please describe them:
Though not exactly “psychic” abilities, Evelyn is an active practitioner of witchcraft, and Pagan magic from varying cultures, including, though not limited to, divination, warding, banishment, and healing. Nothing she is capable of performing is particularly impressive or powerful, as far as stereotypical depictions of magic are concerned, and has mostly been learnt through secretive self-education, or strikes of inspiration and experimentation through divining rituals.
Has your character ever seen someone jump from the Leap of Faith?:
No.
Has your character ever gone to jump from the Leap of Faith?:
Yes.
Has your character ever seen the ghost of Old Rowan?:
Evelyn specifically investigated some charms and spells designed to mitigate or avoid being shot in her pursuit to find the Old Rowan's ghost, a few of which she prepared in her early teenage years before venturing to Old Rowan's Rest multiple nights a week. The superstition and frequent visitors made it certainly an interesting Threshold to visit.
Chapter VII - The Occult Club
What was your character's relationship with the Leader?:
The Leader prevented her from doing something reckless, which likely would have resulted in her death had he not. Evelyn believes she owes him a debt - one she hopes to repay by finding him.
What do they remember the Leader's name as?:
Captain, The Captain, Our Captain. O' Captain My Captain
When did they last see the Leader?:
The night before his disappearance, Evelyn met with the Leader about his Blue Eye Bead that had recently cracked, indicating its successful usage. The two were meant to meet the next day, after Evelyn had cleansed and consecrated a new Bead, but come her attempts to find him, he had already vanished.
What is your character's relationship with TBA?:
TBA
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Cole
Name:
Cole Bentley
Sex:
♂
Age:
18 years old, September 25th
Origin:
Blackharbour
Physical description:
Cole’s hair flows freely in wavy motions across his forehead, being cut off at the ear. The black color of his hair contrasts slightly with his hazel colored eyes and white skin, further amplified by his black and white wardrobe. Standing at 6’1 or 185 cm tall, Cole stretches towards the ceiling casually.
His fashion tends to be baggy to counter his long thin stature as his lean muscles and lack of body mass make him look quite slender otherwise. Although he aims to keep a confident posture, his hesitant nature often leads him to blend in with the environment giving off the impression that he is not as self assured as he’d like to think. You also never see him without his trusty camera hanging around his neck.
In terms of physical disabilities, Cole sometimes experiences migraines at random intervals. The cause is unknown but whenever they occur, Cole becomes very distraught and unable to function properly. Only once some time has passed and the headaches fade, can Cole start to get back to his duties.
His fashion tends to be baggy to counter his long thin stature as his lean muscles and lack of body mass make him look quite slender otherwise. Although he aims to keep a confident posture, his hesitant nature often leads him to blend in with the environment giving off the impression that he is not as self assured as he’d like to think. You also never see him without his trusty camera hanging around his neck.
In terms of physical disabilities, Cole sometimes experiences migraines at random intervals. The cause is unknown but whenever they occur, Cole becomes very distraught and unable to function properly. Only once some time has passed and the headaches fade, can Cole start to get back to his duties.
Personality:
Hobbies:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Fears & Phobias:
Trauma:
Secrets:
Out-look on life:
Return the shopping trolley?:
Cole doesn’t like to stand out. The safest space to be is right in the middle, where nobody will see you or judge you by your cover. If he could choose to skip presentations and essays that involve classical speeches, you can be sure that Cole would stay in his seat.
That however, does not mean that Cole dislikes others or social contact in general. he just doesn’t trust the average joe by their first impression. He needs to get a good feeling on someone’s character before he decides to open up to them and that causes some major loner vibes to emanate from him for some people. Although he tries to let it slide, these things can and do occasionally bother him as he doesn’t want to be alone at all. These issues don’t get him uptight though, as he is mostly seen in a laid-back posture, just minding his own business without much fear of the outside.
That however, does not mean that Cole dislikes others or social contact in general. he just doesn’t trust the average joe by their first impression. He needs to get a good feeling on someone’s character before he decides to open up to them and that causes some major loner vibes to emanate from him for some people. Although he tries to let it slide, these things can and do occasionally bother him as he doesn’t want to be alone at all. These issues don’t get him uptight though, as he is mostly seen in a laid-back posture, just minding his own business without much fear of the outside.
Hobbies:
Photography - Cole is in the photography club. He loves photography because it takes a picture out of the present that instantly becomes the past. It’s a physical (or digital) memory, But it also lets you look at the world through a different set of eyes and they can look much prettier that way.
Likes:
Digital art
Dogs
bodies of water
Raspberries
Dogs
bodies of water
Raspberries
Dislikes:
Bitter tastes
Heavy metal
violence
horror movies
Heavy metal
violence
horror movies
Fears & Phobias:
Darkness
Stagnation
Being in the spotlight
Centipedes
Stagnation
Being in the spotlight
Centipedes
Trauma:
-
Secrets:
-
Out-look on life:
“Life is like… I’m on a train that’s supposed to arrive at all these destinations. But everytime it stops, I am just too late to get out and I’m stuck riding this god awful bucket till the next stop… I’d love to get out and go somewhere for once.”
Return the shopping trolley?:
Not only would Cole return his own trolley, he would return every trolley that was left in eyesight. If only to restore order and keep everything as it should be.
religion:
Faith in what they worship:
Faith in themselves:
Faith in others:
When would they kill?:
Would they resort to cannibalism?:
Do they enjoy inflicting pain or receiving pain?:
Have they committed any crimes?:
Do they consider themselves a sinner?:
What would they do when the world ends?:
Would they like to be hero?:
Atheist
Faith in what they worship:
5
Faith in themselves:
4
Faith in others:
5
When would they kill?:
Cole would only kill out of self-defence, or to protect someone else. All other reasons are narcissistic and/or psychopathic to him.
Would they resort to cannibalism?:
No… just no, inhuman, gross, horrible, he’d rather die.
Do they enjoy inflicting pain or receiving pain?:
Cole would feel very bad about hurtings others, and when he would receive the adrenaline boost upon actually inflicting pain, the guilt of knowing that he didn’t hate hurting others would haunt him for a long time.
When he receives pain, it never feels good. Pain is an inherently bad feeling and cole would always take the path with the least amount of pain.
When he receives pain, it never feels good. Pain is an inherently bad feeling and cole would always take the path with the least amount of pain.
Have they committed any crimes?:
Cole has stolen a camera from an electronics store 2 years ago, he still uses the camera to this day.
Do they consider themselves a sinner?:
He is afraid that he might be one.
What would they do when the world ends?:
Panic and try to avoid dying. Cole does not want to die and would spend every second trying to avoid that fate at all costs, it’s way too soon to die.
Would they like to be hero?:
He would love the thrill of being so confident and self-assured that you can be a public figure flying through the sky defeating bad guys. Obviously you can’t do that, so he just finds those dreams childish.
Biography:
How would they live their perfect life:
Cole was raised by two very traditional parents. Old-school and set in their ways; they didn’t condone bad manners, taught you to take good care of your body while smoking a cigarette, and always treat ladies proper. It was at times suffocating to compare his own parents to the others and it caused some major trust issues towards them.
When high school came around, Cole decided that he would try to fit in as much as possible to avoid any unneccesary attention to him and this way of life proved efficient, and as such he has lived the rest of his days all the way to college in this way; hiding in plain sight.
How would they live their perfect life:
Cole would drop out of school and become a professional photographer of nature, going all around the world to make pictures of the most beautiful vista’s around.
Bonds with family:
How many friends does he have?:
How do they view Blackharbour:
Like it says in the bio, Cole is almost a stranger in his own home. he respects and loves his parents, but without the foundation of trust and honesty, there’s almost never any meaningful relation to speak of.
How many friends does he have?:
His best friend is his photo camera. That should say enough.
How do they view Blackharbour:
Cole’s world is very small, so to him, Blackharbour is the entire world. He knows of the outside and sometimes wishes that he lived somewhere else, but that’d be too scary since he only knows Blackharbour and nothing else.
Have they ever seen ghosts:
Do they believe in the supernatural:
Have they been to the Blackharbour lighthouse?:
Have they ever eaten Blackshells?:
Do they have psychic abilities:
Have they taken the leap of faith?:
Have they seen others take the leap of faith?:
Have they seen the ghost of Old Rowan:
Only in dreams.
Do they believe in the supernatural:
He does not believe, but when confronted with something explicitly abnormal, he would give up trying to explain it fairly soon.
Have they been to the Blackharbour lighthouse?:
He has gone there on a few occasions to take photos, all of which turned out remarkably well.
Have they ever eaten Blackshells?:
Only once, and after experiencing the bitterness, he never touched them again.
Do they have psychic abilities:
-
Have they taken the leap of faith?:
No, way too scary.
Have they seen others take the leap of faith?:
Only from far away.
Have they seen the ghost of Old Rowan:
No, he stays away from the beach at night out of fear of darkness (and the rumours).
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Member
Seen
5 yrs ago
The External
Name:
~ Elexene ( El-ex-een ) Sothorett ( Sothe-oh-Rhett )
Her best friend calls her Lex but she refuses to go by Lexi "because there's no i's in my name" (6 year old Lex).
Age:
~ 24
Birthday:
~ Halloween
Gender:
~Female
Country of Origin:
~ U.K.
Physical Description:
~ Elexene is fairly average in height, standing at just about 5'6".
~ Her weight being a little on the smaller side varies between 120-130lbs. She tries to keep herself fit, so has lean muscle throughout her body. It also helps her stay quick on her feet.
~ She tends to keep nocturnal hours, especially with the onset of insomnia after her parents death, so her skin always stays a creamy pale moon color. Like her mothers favorite tea after she'd add cream to it.
~ She's 24 but she barely looks over 18. Especially when she goes without makeup.
~ Her eyes are a dark reddish, amber brown that can almost look red in the right lighting. Though she rarely gets severely angry, the few people who have witnessed it say her eyes almost seemed to blaze aglow.
~ Her hair is as black as a starless night and very long. It reaches all the way to her lower calves. She'll often braid it or tie it with thick ribbon near the end.
~ Lex spends every night tending the bar. So she really only has a few outfits. More than half being pajamas. Her work attire usually consists of some type of thick strapped tank top. With sometimes a light leather trench jacket or very loose, off the shoulder, long sleeved shirts and sweaters overtop.
~ She mix and matches with her black cargo shorts, black skorts (skirt over top of thin material, spandex/polyester like shorts), or black faded jeans.
~ Most often you'll see her wearing some form of red boot. Whether it be ankle high mud boots, or suede thigh highs. If its red and a type of boot. She loves it.
~ She sometimes wears arm sleeves made of a thin light material, that comes to her wrist at one end and just under her shoulder at the other. Over that she wears red or black fingerless biker gloves and sometimes spiked elbow guards.
Physical Disabilities/Scars:
~ She has a large crooked X like scar across her back. Mostly in the region of her shoulder blades. Attained from her parents 'car accident'.
Name:
~ Elexene ( El-ex-een ) Sothorett ( Sothe-oh-Rhett )
Her best friend calls her Lex but she refuses to go by Lexi "because there's no i's in my name" (6 year old Lex).
Age:
~ 24
Birthday:
~ Halloween
Gender:
~Female
Country of Origin:
~ U.K.
Physical Description:
~ Elexene is fairly average in height, standing at just about 5'6".
~ Her weight being a little on the smaller side varies between 120-130lbs. She tries to keep herself fit, so has lean muscle throughout her body. It also helps her stay quick on her feet.
~ She tends to keep nocturnal hours, especially with the onset of insomnia after her parents death, so her skin always stays a creamy pale moon color. Like her mothers favorite tea after she'd add cream to it.
~ She's 24 but she barely looks over 18. Especially when she goes without makeup.
~ Her eyes are a dark reddish, amber brown that can almost look red in the right lighting. Though she rarely gets severely angry, the few people who have witnessed it say her eyes almost seemed to blaze aglow.
~ Her hair is as black as a starless night and very long. It reaches all the way to her lower calves. She'll often braid it or tie it with thick ribbon near the end.
~ Lex spends every night tending the bar. So she really only has a few outfits. More than half being pajamas. Her work attire usually consists of some type of thick strapped tank top. With sometimes a light leather trench jacket or very loose, off the shoulder, long sleeved shirts and sweaters overtop.
~ She mix and matches with her black cargo shorts, black skorts (skirt over top of thin material, spandex/polyester like shorts), or black faded jeans.
~ Most often you'll see her wearing some form of red boot. Whether it be ankle high mud boots, or suede thigh highs. If its red and a type of boot. She loves it.
~ She sometimes wears arm sleeves made of a thin light material, that comes to her wrist at one end and just under her shoulder at the other. Over that she wears red or black fingerless biker gloves and sometimes spiked elbow guards.
Physical Disabilities/Scars:
~ She has a large crooked X like scar across her back. Mostly in the region of her shoulder blades. Attained from her parents 'car accident'.
The Internal
Psychological Profile:
~ She's rather shy and quiet for how strong she is. Her best friend says its because she had bad experiences from the foster care they both grew up in. But Lex would never tell you that herself.
She never talks to anyone but her best friend Marci about anything serious or personal. Some say its due to traumas she experienced when little, her parents death, foster care. But she also seems very polite and cheerful when tending customers at the bar she owns with her friend.
So no ones really sure where her mind is. Even the psychologists assigned to her after her parents death couldn't get anything worthwhile out of her.
Mental Disabilities:
~ She suffers from Severe Panic Attacks when riding in motor vehicles and during severe thunderstorms. She can ride trains and go on boats but prefers to ride her motorbike if going anywhere of a distance.
"She can ride motorcycles but freaks at cars?" you say. She can ride HERS, yes. Marci and her built it together. So its different.
Regular rain doesn't really affect her, especially if she's indoors. But during severe storms with harsh winds, bright flashes and loud earth and nerve rattling thunder? Marci has to have a pair of noise canceling headphones and somewhere isolated to outside lights or noises to put her. Usually with something to watch and Bulla clenched to her chest.
Which is one of the reasons they decided to stay and build the bar in the building downstairs that her parents had given her in the southern central district.
It never rains.
Likes:
~ Her motorcycle, her best friend Marci, her stuffed bear Bulla she's had since before her parents died, Whiskey and Rum, red boots, bartending, creating new mixed drinks (like her Butter finger, root beer, and peanut butter whiskey shake), kick boxing.
Dislikes:
~ Passenger Motor Vehicle's, super humid nights, bad thunderstorms, super loud crude people, anyone hurting her friend.
Fears & Phobias:
~ Car rides, thunderstorms, being abandoned and left completely alone.
Trauma:
~ When she was almost 5 her parents were taking a drive on a tour of the entirety of BlackHarbour. They had just moved here and wanted to see everything it had to offer. She doesn't remember how long they were driving, or where they were exactly. She remembers it was dark. And seemingly out of nowhere a large, crashing thunderstorm came upon them. The wind and rain was so frantic, her father had to pull over to keep safe. She remembers her parents getting out of the car to take care of something, to try and fix something. And then she remembers waking up in the hospital with a large scar on her back.
All the doctors told her she was brave. That she was strong. That she had been in a car accident.... That her parents had not survived... The car accident.
She had no family, no friends to take care of her. All she had was some property in her name, that she couldn't have until she was 18.
Her second trauma was her later foster care years. Ever since she turned 13 things began to become much more difficult. But you'll have to find out what exactly happened from her. If she'll ever tell you.
Secrets:
~ She doesn't remember everything about the night her parents died. But she knows it wasn't a 'car accident' and she knows that's not what gave her the scar. She doesn't know what happened exactly. But she knows its not what she was told.
She's only ever told one living soul the truth about what happened to her in foster care. Her best friend, Marci. And only because she was there for a lot of it and helped.
Hobbies:
~ She's practiced tai kwan do and karate since the age of 8, and fought in less than legit fight groups as a kick boxer for a couple years in her late teens. One of the reasons she's also the bar's bouncer.
~ She loves to experiment with new drink mixes. Whether trying new popular recipes or looking like a witch over her cauldron creating new concoctions. She spends much of her free time (or slow hours at the bar) trying new things.
~ Since she spent many of her teenage years making meals for herself and Marci, she picked up quite a bit about how to make cheap meals delicious. She likes to think it was in her genes as her mom was a popular chef back home. But who knows.
She tries to learn new recipes for food as well as drinks. But she doesn't spend even half the time she spends on drinks and kick boxing training.
Outlook on Life:
"I guess," she said softly but cheerily, " i guess so long as I'm here, and my friend is here, and we're both happy... And safe. I guess i just want to keep up my training so i can stay strong enough to protect people. And so long as i can keep creating new things. Well then i guess life's pretty great. "
Would they return a shopping trolley if nobody was around to see them do it?: (The most important question.)
~ Yes. Yes she would.
Psychological Profile:
~ She's rather shy and quiet for how strong she is. Her best friend says its because she had bad experiences from the foster care they both grew up in. But Lex would never tell you that herself.
She never talks to anyone but her best friend Marci about anything serious or personal. Some say its due to traumas she experienced when little, her parents death, foster care. But she also seems very polite and cheerful when tending customers at the bar she owns with her friend.
So no ones really sure where her mind is. Even the psychologists assigned to her after her parents death couldn't get anything worthwhile out of her.
Mental Disabilities:
~ She suffers from Severe Panic Attacks when riding in motor vehicles and during severe thunderstorms. She can ride trains and go on boats but prefers to ride her motorbike if going anywhere of a distance.
"She can ride motorcycles but freaks at cars?" you say. She can ride HERS, yes. Marci and her built it together. So its different.
Regular rain doesn't really affect her, especially if she's indoors. But during severe storms with harsh winds, bright flashes and loud earth and nerve rattling thunder? Marci has to have a pair of noise canceling headphones and somewhere isolated to outside lights or noises to put her. Usually with something to watch and Bulla clenched to her chest.
Which is one of the reasons they decided to stay and build the bar in the building downstairs that her parents had given her in the southern central district.
It never rains.
Likes:
~ Her motorcycle, her best friend Marci, her stuffed bear Bulla she's had since before her parents died, Whiskey and Rum, red boots, bartending, creating new mixed drinks (like her Butter finger, root beer, and peanut butter whiskey shake), kick boxing.
Dislikes:
~ Passenger Motor Vehicle's, super humid nights, bad thunderstorms, super loud crude people, anyone hurting her friend.
Fears & Phobias:
~ Car rides, thunderstorms, being abandoned and left completely alone.
Trauma:
~ When she was almost 5 her parents were taking a drive on a tour of the entirety of BlackHarbour. They had just moved here and wanted to see everything it had to offer. She doesn't remember how long they were driving, or where they were exactly. She remembers it was dark. And seemingly out of nowhere a large, crashing thunderstorm came upon them. The wind and rain was so frantic, her father had to pull over to keep safe. She remembers her parents getting out of the car to take care of something, to try and fix something. And then she remembers waking up in the hospital with a large scar on her back.
All the doctors told her she was brave. That she was strong. That she had been in a car accident.... That her parents had not survived... The car accident.
She had no family, no friends to take care of her. All she had was some property in her name, that she couldn't have until she was 18.
Her second trauma was her later foster care years. Ever since she turned 13 things began to become much more difficult. But you'll have to find out what exactly happened from her. If she'll ever tell you.
Secrets:
~ She doesn't remember everything about the night her parents died. But she knows it wasn't a 'car accident' and she knows that's not what gave her the scar. She doesn't know what happened exactly. But she knows its not what she was told.
She's only ever told one living soul the truth about what happened to her in foster care. Her best friend, Marci. And only because she was there for a lot of it and helped.
Hobbies:
~ She's practiced tai kwan do and karate since the age of 8, and fought in less than legit fight groups as a kick boxer for a couple years in her late teens. One of the reasons she's also the bar's bouncer.
~ She loves to experiment with new drink mixes. Whether trying new popular recipes or looking like a witch over her cauldron creating new concoctions. She spends much of her free time (or slow hours at the bar) trying new things.
~ Since she spent many of her teenage years making meals for herself and Marci, she picked up quite a bit about how to make cheap meals delicious. She likes to think it was in her genes as her mom was a popular chef back home. But who knows.
She tries to learn new recipes for food as well as drinks. But she doesn't spend even half the time she spends on drinks and kick boxing training.
Outlook on Life:
"I guess," she said softly but cheerily, " i guess so long as I'm here, and my friend is here, and we're both happy... And safe. I guess i just want to keep up my training so i can stay strong enough to protect people. And so long as i can keep creating new things. Well then i guess life's pretty great. "
Would they return a shopping trolley if nobody was around to see them do it?: (The most important question.)
~ Yes. Yes she would.
The Spirit
Religion:
~ She doesn't necessarily believe in any certain god(s) or not. She thinks there most likely is Something bigger or more powerful out there. She just isn't sure as to what that is exactly.
On a scale of 1 to 10, how strong is their Faith in that which they worship?:
~ 3 or 4?
On a scale of 1 to 10, how strong is their Faith in themselves?:
~ Between 6-8. Depends on the situation.
On a scale of 1 to 10, how strong is their Faith in others?:
~ Marci 9, anyone else 1-3
What would it take to convince them to kill an innocent person?:
~ I'm not quite sure you could get her to that point. She'd more likely give up her own life if she was sure if would help. Otherwise she'd fight to the end.
Would they ever resort to cannibalism in a desperate situation?:
~ It would have to be REALLY desperate.
Would they ever resort to cannibalism in a non-desperate situation?:
~ Nope.
Does your character enjoy inflicting pain upon others, or having pain inflicted upon them?:
~ Well... I suppose that somewhat depends... She truly enjoys fighting. In sport. But would she willingly just fight someone to hurt them or just to inflict pain? No. But she does enjoy a Good fight.
Has your character ever committed any crimes? If so, what were they? How severe?:
~ Mostly just participating in illegal underground fights for a couple years when she was 17-19. She was never caught, and never killed anyone, but she did enter them to try her skills. She always put the winnings towards the bar and their home.
Does your character consider themselves a sinner?:
~ In the more simple form of the word. She doesn't think she's 'bad' or 'evil'. But she doesn't think she's an angel by any means.
Why?:
~ Because of the things she's done or had to do to survive. The fact that she has hurt people when she didn't Need or Have to.
If the world ended, or was about to end, what would they do?:
~ She'd try to protect and help those she could but otherwise she would focus on herself and her friend and try to keep them safe as long as possible.
Would they like to be a Hero?:
~ Yes and no. If it happened where she was put in a situation of either doing something and so being a hero. Or doing nothing and helping no one. She would do it to protect or save. But just wanting to be or trying to become a Hero? No.
The Past and Future
Biography:
~ When she was almost 5 her mother Ellen (from London) and her father Alex (from Glasgow, where they currently lived) decided to move to BlackHarbour. Her mother had been a chef and her father owned a restaurant in Glasgow. Lex was named as a mix of their names.
After hearing and then learning about the Black Shell delicacy, they sold their restaurant and home and bought a house and the small building below it. It sat along the the North side of the man made river, in the Southern Central District. They had enough to buy it outright and planned to build a small but fancy restaurant/bar in the building underneath their 2 bedroom home that sat above.
Being that she wasn't 5 yet, she doesn't remember much of the details of the move. She remembers a long ship ride to the ports in BlackHarbour. She remembered sitting in their new car for a long time as people and her parents moved the few items they had moved from home. They would go shopping for new things tomorrow, her father had said. She remembered holding as tightly as possible to Bulla, her stuffed bear the entire day.
Later that night after eating dinner at a local restaurant for BlackShells, they went on their driving tour.
After waking up in the hospital and being told her parents had died, she fell into a very quiet place for many years. The only solace or thing she had to remember her parents by was Bulla, who was somehow by her side when she awoke that night in the hospital.
She thankfully came across a fairly kind family her first few years in foster care and was able to stay in BlackHarbour. She spent until the age of 13 in Central District. She was the youngest of three, the other two being boys and the oldest being the families actual son.
Puberty hit around 13 and almost overnight Lex seemed to become a Full and grown woman. Much to her eldest brothers interest.
Lex doesn't mention it to anyone except her best friend. There were court dates, and fights, and eventually she ended up bouncing from family to family. Adding insults to injuries. Until age 15. Which is when she met her best friend in the world. Marcilla or Marci. She was one of the other children in the last round of homes she was in. Finally she had someone to stand up with her. That helped her to 'fight back'.
Right after Lex turned 17 they became emancipated and began life on the fly. They stayed different places and worked different odd jobs.
Since Lex had been training off and on since she was 8 (the first family she was with paid for her to take different lessons) Marci introduced her to the underground fighting. They used the money to rent motels to live in and for food.
Then Lex turned 18. After a couple months a man in a suit found her while she was serving at a local pub.
After a few hours long discussion. And bumping out some kinks. She was handed the keys to her home and the building below.
Somehow, her parents had put the building in her name, to be handed to her, in the event of their deaths, so long as she was over 18.
Marci and her moved in immediately and began to spruce the place up. After several ideas for the building below they came to a decision.
They would run a bar.
They call it Seventh Haven.
;3
It was just enough into the Southern Central District, but still close enough to the City Center and City Northside that it was a hub for beach fans, city slicks, and some college students who lived in the city. As well as a few occasional Portside regulars to make it in. The friends live upstairs so they never have to worry about late night trips to the motorcycle or home.
Its a 2 bedroom loft type home with a balcony and a patio for the bar that hangs just along the water. Marci will have guys over every now and then but they'll usually hang out in the bar most of the time.
Now days she makes small dishes for customers, makes badass drinks and kicks anyone's butt who messes with Marci, the bar, or her good customers.
She had a very nice regular she was beginning to become fond of, even if it was just as someone who provided good conversation, as well as good tips. He had started coming in more often, though he seemed a bit distracted the last couple night's he'd come in. She hadn't gotten out of him why when he suddenly stopped coming in all together. Though it saddened her, she figured it was just life, or a women, and tried her best to put it behind her.
If your character could live a perfect life, what would that life be?:
~ Honestly she feels as if she's living pretty perfect right now. Yeah sometimes they're worried they spent too much on different liquors so the light bill may be late. But she keeps her own hours, gets to create new small dishes for her regulars to try. New drinks to make and she'll occasionally join a fight once and awhile. Her friend is happy, though a bit too flirty with the bar customers sometimes, but happy all in all.
Biography:
~ When she was almost 5 her mother Ellen (from London) and her father Alex (from Glasgow, where they currently lived) decided to move to BlackHarbour. Her mother had been a chef and her father owned a restaurant in Glasgow. Lex was named as a mix of their names.
After hearing and then learning about the Black Shell delicacy, they sold their restaurant and home and bought a house and the small building below it. It sat along the the North side of the man made river, in the Southern Central District. They had enough to buy it outright and planned to build a small but fancy restaurant/bar in the building underneath their 2 bedroom home that sat above.
Being that she wasn't 5 yet, she doesn't remember much of the details of the move. She remembers a long ship ride to the ports in BlackHarbour. She remembered sitting in their new car for a long time as people and her parents moved the few items they had moved from home. They would go shopping for new things tomorrow, her father had said. She remembered holding as tightly as possible to Bulla, her stuffed bear the entire day.
Later that night after eating dinner at a local restaurant for BlackShells, they went on their driving tour.
After waking up in the hospital and being told her parents had died, she fell into a very quiet place for many years. The only solace or thing she had to remember her parents by was Bulla, who was somehow by her side when she awoke that night in the hospital.
She thankfully came across a fairly kind family her first few years in foster care and was able to stay in BlackHarbour. She spent until the age of 13 in Central District. She was the youngest of three, the other two being boys and the oldest being the families actual son.
Puberty hit around 13 and almost overnight Lex seemed to become a Full and grown woman. Much to her eldest brothers interest.
Lex doesn't mention it to anyone except her best friend. There were court dates, and fights, and eventually she ended up bouncing from family to family. Adding insults to injuries. Until age 15. Which is when she met her best friend in the world. Marcilla or Marci. She was one of the other children in the last round of homes she was in. Finally she had someone to stand up with her. That helped her to 'fight back'.
Right after Lex turned 17 they became emancipated and began life on the fly. They stayed different places and worked different odd jobs.
Since Lex had been training off and on since she was 8 (the first family she was with paid for her to take different lessons) Marci introduced her to the underground fighting. They used the money to rent motels to live in and for food.
Then Lex turned 18. After a couple months a man in a suit found her while she was serving at a local pub.
After a few hours long discussion. And bumping out some kinks. She was handed the keys to her home and the building below.
Somehow, her parents had put the building in her name, to be handed to her, in the event of their deaths, so long as she was over 18.
Marci and her moved in immediately and began to spruce the place up. After several ideas for the building below they came to a decision.
They would run a bar.
They call it Seventh Haven.
;3
It was just enough into the Southern Central District, but still close enough to the City Center and City Northside that it was a hub for beach fans, city slicks, and some college students who lived in the city. As well as a few occasional Portside regulars to make it in. The friends live upstairs so they never have to worry about late night trips to the motorcycle or home.
Its a 2 bedroom loft type home with a balcony and a patio for the bar that hangs just along the water. Marci will have guys over every now and then but they'll usually hang out in the bar most of the time.
Now days she makes small dishes for customers, makes badass drinks and kicks anyone's butt who messes with Marci, the bar, or her good customers.
She had a very nice regular she was beginning to become fond of, even if it was just as someone who provided good conversation, as well as good tips. He had started coming in more often, though he seemed a bit distracted the last couple night's he'd come in. She hadn't gotten out of him why when he suddenly stopped coming in all together. Though it saddened her, she figured it was just life, or a women, and tried her best to put it behind her.
If your character could live a perfect life, what would that life be?:
~ Honestly she feels as if she's living pretty perfect right now. Yeah sometimes they're worried they spent too much on different liquors so the light bill may be late. But she keeps her own hours, gets to create new small dishes for her regulars to try. New drinks to make and she'll occasionally join a fight once and awhile. Her friend is happy, though a bit too flirty with the bar customers sometimes, but happy all in all.
Blood Bonds
What is your character's relationship like with their immediate family?:
~ Both her parents are deceased, she has no siblings and as far as she knows no aunts or uncles. She never knew her grandparents or if they are even still alive.
How many friends does your character feel as if they have?:
~ Marci, and there's about 4 regulars at the bar she feels close to. One of those being the gentleman who has seemingly disappeared from the bar scene.
What's your character's relationship with the town of Blackharbour?:
~ It's honestly all she's ever known. Or at least all she remembers.
What is your character's relationship like with their immediate family?:
~ Both her parents are deceased, she has no siblings and as far as she knows no aunts or uncles. She never knew her grandparents or if they are even still alive.
How many friends does your character feel as if they have?:
~ Marci, and there's about 4 regulars at the bar she feels close to. One of those being the gentleman who has seemingly disappeared from the bar scene.
What's your character's relationship with the town of Blackharbour?:
~ It's honestly all she's ever known. Or at least all she remembers.
The Supernatural
Has your character ever seen ghosts or worse?:
~ Not that she remembers. She knows something terrible and crazy happened that night. That something or someone killed her parents. And she knows they weren't in a car accident. But what really killed them? And what really left a huge scar on her back? She's never been sure of.
Does your character believe in the supernatural?:
~ Its basically the same as her religious 'beliefs'. She doesn't technically believe in specific or certain supernatural things or creatures. But she doesn't totally think All those things are fake.
Has your character ever been to Blackharbour's Lighthouse?:
~ It wasn't something she remembered seeing on her parents tour. It may have been where they were headed when the storm hit. But she's never been sure Where it happened. Since their deaths she hasn't made any trips to the lighthouse or beyond for that matter.
Has your character ever eaten any Blackshells? If so, how often?:
~ Not often in her recent years. She had them a few times when she was little. Her mum being a chef she would always make Lex weird or unique dishes to try. Lex was fond of all kinds of strange foods growing up and she continued to have weird tastes as she got older. Over the last few years she had them about 3 times. Like any young adult eating a delicacy, it was a thing for unique celebrations or birthdays. Like lobster or caviar.
A few months ago she was able to put some fight money towards a small amount. She wanted to try to use some in a recipe for a unique new dish. It turned out well.
Has your character ever seen someone jump from the Leap of Faith?:
~ No. She's never really been near the part of town.
Has your character ever gone to jump from the Leap of Faith?:
~ She honestly thought about it when she heard of it around the age of 14. But then she met her friend a little while later.
Has your character ever seen the ghost of Old Rowan?:
~ Not that she knows of.
Has your character ever seen ghosts or worse?:
~ Not that she remembers. She knows something terrible and crazy happened that night. That something or someone killed her parents. And she knows they weren't in a car accident. But what really killed them? And what really left a huge scar on her back? She's never been sure of.
Does your character believe in the supernatural?:
~ Its basically the same as her religious 'beliefs'. She doesn't technically believe in specific or certain supernatural things or creatures. But she doesn't totally think All those things are fake.
Has your character ever been to Blackharbour's Lighthouse?:
~ It wasn't something she remembered seeing on her parents tour. It may have been where they were headed when the storm hit. But she's never been sure Where it happened. Since their deaths she hasn't made any trips to the lighthouse or beyond for that matter.
Has your character ever eaten any Blackshells? If so, how often?:
~ Not often in her recent years. She had them a few times when she was little. Her mum being a chef she would always make Lex weird or unique dishes to try. Lex was fond of all kinds of strange foods growing up and she continued to have weird tastes as she got older. Over the last few years she had them about 3 times. Like any young adult eating a delicacy, it was a thing for unique celebrations or birthdays. Like lobster or caviar.
A few months ago she was able to put some fight money towards a small amount. She wanted to try to use some in a recipe for a unique new dish. It turned out well.
Has your character ever seen someone jump from the Leap of Faith?:
~ No. She's never really been near the part of town.
Has your character ever gone to jump from the Leap of Faith?:
~ She honestly thought about it when she heard of it around the age of 14. But then she met her friend a little while later.
Has your character ever seen the ghost of Old Rowan?:
~ Not that she knows of.
Miscellaneous
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Favourite song? Favourite colour or season? It's up to you what gets put here.
Consider this the final slice of your human canvas.
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Also for a more precise location of their bar:
I kept this merely because 8 is my favorite number... And there is no section 7 for me ;3
This is where you can put things that wouldn't fit anywhere else, or more things you want to add in.
Favourite song? Favourite colour or season? It's up to you what gets put here.
Consider this the final slice of your human canvas.
Mmm human caanvass. Yummm. I mean *cough cough*
Also for a more precise location of their bar:
I kept this merely because 8 is my favorite number... And there is no section 7 for me ;3
geminironin
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Seen
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- Chapter I -
The External
Name: Megan Connor
Age: 20
Birthday: 3/22
Gender: Female
Sex: Female
Pronouns: She/Her
Country of Origin: USA (Boston, Massachusetts)
Physical Description: A slim redhead with decent curves and a casual smile that often conceals her emotions. Stands at 5'4" and favors punkish attire, especially band shirts with intricate album art.
Physical Disabilities: Nearsightedness, wears contacts. (Used to be teased for wearing glasses, and she'd rather be half-blind than be seen in them.)
Other: Speaks in the peculiar blend of New England and Irish accents common to South Boston (Southie) natives, and swears like a sailor because she grew up around sailors.
- Chapter II -
The Internal
The Internal
Brief Psychological Profile: Megan is a classic troubled youth in many respects. She seeks out thrills without regard to the harm they may cause herself, and engages in unhealthy habits rather than confronting her issues. Despite this, she functions quite well in most respects, maintaining good social relationships and academic performance. Something in her seems to tell her when a line can't be crossed.
Mental Disabilities: Bipolar disorder (untreated), early-stage alcoholism
Likes: Spicy food, pop-punk, metal of all stripes, poetry, adrenaline, mythology
Dislikes: Winter, video games, elitists
Fears & Phobias: Driving, hospitals, being trapped
Trauma: Father was severely alcoholic, causing him to die in a car accident when Megan was ten years old. She prefers to blame the weather and the other driver rather than the fact he was heading home from his favorite bar.
Secrets: She's deep in the closet, despite [REDACTED].
Hobbies: Rollerblading, bass guitar, songwriting, tabletop RPGs (though she keeps that one quiet)
Outlook on Life: Cheerfully nihilistic; she feels that life holds no inherent meaning, but that just means there's no reason to worry about achieving something big. Just do what you want and enjoy it, as long as you aren't hurting other people.
Would they return a shopping trolley if nobody was around to see them do it?: Yes, except on really cold days.
- Chapter III -
The Spirit
The Spirit
Religion: Catholic
On a scale of 1 to 10, how strong is their Faith in that which they worship?: 2, she only attends Mass on Christmas and Easter most years (and then only because she's at her mother's house)
On a scale of 1 to 10, how strong is their Faith in themselves?: Too variable to quantify. Ranges from 10 at the peak of a manic phase to 0 in the depths of depression.
On a scale of 1 to 10, how strong is their Faith in others?: 4. She's been let down by her family, and has a difficult time believing anyone is as good as they seem.
What would it take to convince them to kill an innocent person?: Being convinced they were not as innocent as they seem. (She often sees the worst in people.)
Would they ever resort to cannibalism in a desperate situation?: Yes, but not if it meant killing the victim.
Would they ever resort to cannibalism in a non-desperate situation?: No.
Does your character enjoy inflicting pain upon others, or having pain inflicted upon them?: Sometimes both, when depressed.
Has your character ever committed any crimes? If so, what were they? How severe?: Graffiti and petty vandalism in high school, plus underage drinking and smoking that continues to this day.
Does your character consider themselves a sinner?: Oh yes.
Why?: [REDACTED]. She also believes in things that most definitely count as heretical.
If the world ended, or was about to end, what would they do?: Try and find her faith again.
Would they like to be a Hero?: Yes, but she doesn't feel like that's a real possibility.
- Chapter IV -
The Past and Future
The Past and Future
Brief Biography: Megan was born to a fairly typical working-class family for her area; her father worked on the docks and her mother waited tables at a local restaurant. She has one older brother, Michael, who was born four years ahead of her. Her early life was fairly uneventful, but that changed one snowy night in January when a police officer showed up at the door bearing the worst news. Her father had been driving home from a nearby bar, drifted off the road, jumped a snowbank, and wrapped the car around a tree.
Life changed for the worse almost immediately. Without their father's union job, her mother had to take another in the daytime, leaving Michael and Megan to look after each other and the house almost all the time. Michael took the loss harder than his sister did, and began acting out, skipping school and getting into trouble on a weekly basis. Their mother tried to get him back on the right track, but having to divide her time between two jobs and two kids meant that one thing or another would be getting the short straw, and that thing was Megan. She spent a lot of time at home alone with her thoughts, and one way she'd filled that time was by listening to her dad's music collection and learning to play along to the rhythm on his old bass. Her dad had been a big fan of classic metal, and hearing the voices of gloom and anger helped her through her own emotions, of which gloom and anger were becoming dominant.
When Michael dropped out and left home on his 18th birthday, things changed for Megan. Her mother, determined not to make the same mistakes twice, focused much more on Megan and ensuring that she kept her grades up. While Megan did manage her schooling quite well, nothing she did was quite enough, and she began to understand her brother's drive to rebel. As the days of high school dragged on, she began listening to that drive more often, getting away with petty crimes while keeping up the veneer of an honors student. When she graduated, she had a few scholarship offers, but she found Blackmoore most enticing due to its good reputation in several fields (she had no idea what to major in) and its location, not too close to home but not on the other end of the country either.
Once at the school, Megan finally felt free to be herself for the most part, but still felt the frequent urge to do something wild. She tended to keep herself busy outside classes, either with music, parties, or the Occult Club. She wasn't exactly the type to immerse herself in the supernatural, but she'd been the first to actually respond to the flyer, it turned out to be an interesting bunch to hang out with, and she was intrigued by the idea of possibly discovering the truth behind some of her stranger experiences, especially things she'd seen since moving to Blackharbour.
If your character could live a perfect life, what would that life be?: Party non-stop in some big city. Probably in Europe.
- Chapter V -
Blood Bonds
Blood Bonds
What is your character's relationship like with their immediate family?: Generally distant. Her mother withdrew emotionally after her father's death, and she doesn't like the person her older brother has become.
How many friends does your character feel as if they have?: Just a couple. She gets on well enough with most people, but only considers someone a friend of they've seen her bad side and choose to stick around.
What's your character's relationship with the town of Blackharbour?: Fairly neutral. She enjoys the atmosphere, but to her it's mostly a place to go to school.
- Chapter VI -
The Supernatural
The Supernatural
Has your character ever seen ghosts or worse?: She thinks so. Just one ghost, but she's seen it several times. The only reason she doubts it is because she's only seen it when she's seriously sloshed.
Does your character believe in the supernatural?: Yes. She figures that there are quite a few things the Church doesn't want people to know about, and they fascinate her.
Has your character ever been to Blackharbour's Lighthouse?: Once as a freshman, as part of sorority initiation. She was made to spend the night there with other pledges, and attributes any strangeness she saw or heard to the sisters hazing them.
Has your character ever eaten any Blackshells? If so, how often?: Absolutely not, and she wouldn't unless she was dying of starvation.
Does your character have any psychic abilities? If so, please describe them: [REDACTED]
Has your character ever seen someone jump from the Leap of Faith?: No.
Has your character ever gone to jump from the Leap of Faith?: Yes, alone, but backed down.
Has your character ever seen the ghost of Old Rowan?: No.
- Chapter VII -
The Occult Club
The Occult Club
What was your character's relationship with the Leader?: She considers him a real friend. Someone who saw the worst of her and didn't even blink.
What do they remember the Leader's name as?: Spookyboy. (Or Victor, but she hasn't called him that in ages.)
When did they last see the Leader?: At around 9 pm on the day of his disappearance. [REDACTED]
What is your character's relationship with X?: TBD
- Chapter VIII -
Miscellaneous
Miscellaneous
Favorite song: She's Kerosene - The Interrupters
Hex code f26522
sassy1085 The Queen of Sassy
Member
Seen
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- Chapter I -
Name:
Maxwell Sawyer.
Age:
18.
Birthday:
July 17.
Gender:
Non-Binary.
Sex:
Male.
Pronouns:
They/Their.
Country of Origin:
Blackharbour.
Physical Description:
Max stands at 5'2 and weighs 54kgs. They have short brown hair and brown eyes, and Max usually likes to wear both feminine and masculine clothes with a yellow and black color palette; it make them look like a bee... or a wasp.
Physical Disabilities:
None.
- Chapter II -
Brief Psychological Profile:
Max is usually a weird, quiet kid from what the town people say, and that is not true...
Ok, it's true, but Max is much more than a weird quiet kid! Max is quite friendly once you get to know them better and they are also quite talkative.
Mental Disabilities:
Autistic, High Functioning.
Likes:
Their yellow bicycle (They named it Betty).
Their friends.
Quiet places.
Ghost stories.
Their foster family.
Dislikes:
Heights.
Loud noises.
Assholes Popular students from Blackmoore College.
The Leap of Faith.
Fears & Phobias:
Acrophobia (A fear of heights).
Losing their friends.
Trauma:
[REDACTED]
Secrets:
[REDACTED]
Max keeps their non-binary identity a secret from their foster parents and the other town folks, due to fear what would happen to them.
Hobbies:
Riding around town on their bike while listening to music.
Going to quiet places and listening to the sounds of nature.
Outlook on Life:
"Hmmmm, an outlook on life? That a hard question. I guess make some friends that love you for who you are and as long as all of them are happy, then you are happy!"
Would they return a shopping trolley if nobody was around to see them do it?:
Yeah, Max would steal a shopping trolley just to play with it and then just give it back.
- Chapter III -
Religion:
Even though Max is Christian, they do question their religion sometimes.
On a scale of 1 to 10, how strong is their Faith in that which they worship?:
5.
On a scale of 1 to 10, how strong is their Faith in themselves?:
4.
On a scale of 1 to 10, how strong is their Faith in others?:
8.
What would it take to convince them to kill an innocent person?:
Max would feel really guilty if they kill some person if it was out of self-defence.
Would they ever resort to cannibalism in a desperate situation?:
No.
Would they ever resort to cannibalism in a non-desperate situation?:
Hell no.
Does your character enjoy inflicting pain upon others, or having pain inflicted upon them?:
Like the kill an innocent person question, Max would feel really guilty if they hurt someone accidentally.
Has your character ever committed any crimes? If so, what were they? How severe?:
No, I mean, Max did trespass on the private beach once; a kid just needs peace and quiet.
Does your character consider themselves a sinner?:
Yes.
Why?:
Max feels like they have so many secrets, they just feel bad for having them in the first place.
If the world ended, or was about to end, what would they do?:
Max would sit on edge of The Leap of Faith, just watching the world falling apart. But after they joined the Occult Club, Max wants to spends their last days with their friends.
Would they like to be a Hero?:
Ehhhhhh, I mean, if things are in a desperate situation, Max would like to be a hero in that situation... if they can handle it.
- Chapter IV -
Brief Biography:
Max used to have a normal life with their parents, Michael and Lucy Sawyer, and despite their disability, their parents loved Max the way they were. All that changed, however; one morning, when all the town folks got up and get the newspaper, all of them spotted young Max walking all by themselves, without their parents walking beside them. The police called a search for the missing parents, they tried to talk to the young Max but they wouldn't say a word. They weren't even crying. After a few weeks of searching around town, the case went cold and it sadly closed, Max was eventually put in foster care and then they moved out of town.
When Max turned sixteen, they eventually finally moved back to Blackharbour when the foster system found a proper family for them; the McNamara, a family of four. Even though Max is happy that they have a new family, they feel like an absolute outcast at town and at school. They feel like they don't belong anywhere. By the time they entered Blackharbour's Blackmoore College, Max was very interested in joining a club but all the clubs weren't cool, or just didn't have their special interests... But then, one club caught Max's eye, and that was The Occult Club.
Max was hesitant about joining the club at first, worrying that the members would be weirded out by them, and won't like their real self. But instead of rejecting Max, the club welcomed Max with open arms, and they've been friends with the members and the Leader ever since.
If your character could live a perfect life, what would that life be?:
Just travel all over the world, just without a care in the world.
- Chapter V -
What is your character's relationship like with their immediate family?:
Michael and Lucy Sawyer - Missing
Max considered their parents as their best friends, they understood young Max a lot better than anyone in town and despite after discovering Max's disability, it was Michael and Lucy's mission to treat Max like any other normal kid. Every time Max is in a really dark place in their mind, they always think about their parents.
The McNamara Family
Fairly neutral so far, Max just feels like they don't belong in the McNamara household, but despite all that, they do love the parents and their kids dearly.
How many friends does your character feel as if they have?:
As many as possible.
What's your character's relationship with the town of Blackharbour?:
Max's relationship with the town of Blackharbour used be fairly humble towards them when they were a kid. But after their parents disappearance and finally moving back, the town become very distant them, labeling them as the quiet weird kid.
- Chapter VI -
Has your character ever seen ghosts or worse?:
Well... No. But they want to!
Does your character believe in the supernatural?:
100%
Has your character ever been to Blackharbour's Lighthouse?:
No, maybe they are just too chicken to go over there, but they'll go over there someday!
Has your character ever eaten any Blackshells? If so, how often?:
Eww, no way!
Does your character have any psychic abilities? If so, please describe them:
No.
Has your character ever seen someone jump from the Leap of Faith?:
……….
Has your character ever gone to jump from the Leap of Faith?:
..... No.
Has your character ever seen the ghost of Old Rowan?:
Yes, that is, like, one of their life dreams when they leave this place.
- Chapter VII -
What was your character's relationship with the Leader?:
Max considered the Leader as another brother to them, just fun to hang around with and just have a little connection with; he was the first person that Max came out as non-binary to.
What do they remember the Leader's name as?:
Max usually called the leader 'Boss'.
When did they last see the Leader?:
after classes in the Occult Club
What is your character's relationship with X?:
TBA
- Chapter VIII -
Favorite color - Yellow, duh!
Favorite songs - Have you clicked on the fonts?
Hex code - fff200
Name:
Maxwell Sawyer.
Age:
18.
Birthday:
July 17.
Gender:
Non-Binary.
Sex:
Male.
Pronouns:
They/Their.
Country of Origin:
Blackharbour.
Physical Description:
Max stands at 5'2 and weighs 54kgs. They have short brown hair and brown eyes, and Max usually likes to wear both feminine and masculine clothes with a yellow and black color palette; it make them look like a bee... or a wasp.
Physical Disabilities:
None.
- Chapter II -
Brief Psychological Profile:
Max is usually a weird, quiet kid from what the town people say, and that is not true...
Ok, it's true, but Max is much more than a weird quiet kid! Max is quite friendly once you get to know them better and they are also quite talkative.
Mental Disabilities:
Autistic, High Functioning.
Likes:
Their yellow bicycle (They named it Betty).
Their friends.
Quiet places.
Ghost stories.
Their foster family.
Dislikes:
Heights.
Loud noises.
Assholes Popular students from Blackmoore College.
The Leap of Faith.
Fears & Phobias:
Acrophobia (A fear of heights).
Losing their friends.
Trauma:
[REDACTED]
Secrets:
[REDACTED]
Max keeps their non-binary identity a secret from their foster parents and the other town folks, due to fear what would happen to them.
Hobbies:
Riding around town on their bike while listening to music.
Going to quiet places and listening to the sounds of nature.
Outlook on Life:
"Hmmmm, an outlook on life? That a hard question. I guess make some friends that love you for who you are and as long as all of them are happy, then you are happy!"
Would they return a shopping trolley if nobody was around to see them do it?:
Yeah, Max would steal a shopping trolley just to play with it and then just give it back.
- Chapter III -
Religion:
Even though Max is Christian, they do question their religion sometimes.
On a scale of 1 to 10, how strong is their Faith in that which they worship?:
5.
On a scale of 1 to 10, how strong is their Faith in themselves?:
4.
On a scale of 1 to 10, how strong is their Faith in others?:
8.
What would it take to convince them to kill an innocent person?:
Max would feel really guilty if they kill some person if it was out of self-defence.
Would they ever resort to cannibalism in a desperate situation?:
No.
Would they ever resort to cannibalism in a non-desperate situation?:
Hell no.
Does your character enjoy inflicting pain upon others, or having pain inflicted upon them?:
Like the kill an innocent person question, Max would feel really guilty if they hurt someone accidentally.
Has your character ever committed any crimes? If so, what were they? How severe?:
No, I mean, Max did trespass on the private beach once; a kid just needs peace and quiet.
Does your character consider themselves a sinner?:
Yes.
Why?:
Max feels like they have so many secrets, they just feel bad for having them in the first place.
If the world ended, or was about to end, what would they do?:
Max would sit on edge of The Leap of Faith, just watching the world falling apart. But after they joined the Occult Club, Max wants to spends their last days with their friends.
Would they like to be a Hero?:
Ehhhhhh, I mean, if things are in a desperate situation, Max would like to be a hero in that situation... if they can handle it.
- Chapter IV -
Brief Biography:
Max used to have a normal life with their parents, Michael and Lucy Sawyer, and despite their disability, their parents loved Max the way they were. All that changed, however; one morning, when all the town folks got up and get the newspaper, all of them spotted young Max walking all by themselves, without their parents walking beside them. The police called a search for the missing parents, they tried to talk to the young Max but they wouldn't say a word. They weren't even crying. After a few weeks of searching around town, the case went cold and it sadly closed, Max was eventually put in foster care and then they moved out of town.
When Max turned sixteen, they eventually finally moved back to Blackharbour when the foster system found a proper family for them; the McNamara, a family of four. Even though Max is happy that they have a new family, they feel like an absolute outcast at town and at school. They feel like they don't belong anywhere. By the time they entered Blackharbour's Blackmoore College, Max was very interested in joining a club but all the clubs weren't cool, or just didn't have their special interests... But then, one club caught Max's eye, and that was The Occult Club.
Max was hesitant about joining the club at first, worrying that the members would be weirded out by them, and won't like their real self. But instead of rejecting Max, the club welcomed Max with open arms, and they've been friends with the members and the Leader ever since.
If your character could live a perfect life, what would that life be?:
Just travel all over the world, just without a care in the world.
- Chapter V -
What is your character's relationship like with their immediate family?:
Michael and Lucy Sawyer - Missing
Max considered their parents as their best friends, they understood young Max a lot better than anyone in town and despite after discovering Max's disability, it was Michael and Lucy's mission to treat Max like any other normal kid. Every time Max is in a really dark place in their mind, they always think about their parents.
The McNamara Family
Fairly neutral so far, Max just feels like they don't belong in the McNamara household, but despite all that, they do love the parents and their kids dearly.
How many friends does your character feel as if they have?:
As many as possible.
What's your character's relationship with the town of Blackharbour?:
Max's relationship with the town of Blackharbour used be fairly humble towards them when they were a kid. But after their parents disappearance and finally moving back, the town become very distant them, labeling them as the quiet weird kid.
- Chapter VI -
Has your character ever seen ghosts or worse?:
Well... No. But they want to!
Does your character believe in the supernatural?:
100%
Has your character ever been to Blackharbour's Lighthouse?:
No, maybe they are just too chicken to go over there, but they'll go over there someday!
Has your character ever eaten any Blackshells? If so, how often?:
Eww, no way!
Does your character have any psychic abilities? If so, please describe them:
No.
Has your character ever seen someone jump from the Leap of Faith?:
……….
Has your character ever gone to jump from the Leap of Faith?:
..... No.
Has your character ever seen the ghost of Old Rowan?:
Yes, that is, like, one of their life dreams when they leave this place.
- Chapter VII -
What was your character's relationship with the Leader?:
Max considered the Leader as another brother to them, just fun to hang around with and just have a little connection with; he was the first person that Max came out as non-binary to.
What do they remember the Leader's name as?:
Max usually called the leader 'Boss'.
When did they last see the Leader?:
after classes in the Occult Club
What is your character's relationship with X?:
TBA
- Chapter VIII -
Favorite color - Yellow, duh!
Favorite songs - Have you clicked on the fonts?
Hex code - fff200
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