Evil Ghost Note

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Fuck it

Let's sweet home Alabama this bitch

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Maybe James wanted to bang both of them

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Are Sabrina and Oscar siblings and cousins?

@silvermist1116

i blame fernstone for this

Recollections: The Coven (Off-Urban-Fantasy/Wannabe-Witches) [RECRUITMENT DRIVE]

also i abridged the lore for the smoothbrains

Recollections: The Coven (Off-Urban-Fantasy/Wannabe-Witches) [RECRUITMENT DRIVE]

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Welcome to Recollections: The Coven, another RP set in the supernatural horror/urban fantasy universe known as the Recollections universe. Set after Vivid Recollections where the world eating eldritch abomination known as the Glutton was defeated and a new timeline was created free of its influence - with the side effect of magic returning. This creates a wide range of different ramifications as new beings and problems turn the system upside down.

And one of those problems is the Coven. They started out as an idea over the internet; a group of people who got together to talk about magic and their abilities - with problems that come from them. However, they eventually started getting ideas and formed their own group of wannabe witches. Their reasons for joining, and well working with, the Coven vary as they each have their own problem. However, the main thing that keeps them from being a threat is their sheer incompetence, backstabbing, and disorganized leadership. Everyone wants to steer the Coven in their own direction and it doesn't work the way they want. However, they eventually run afoul of one of the universe's actual threats and awaken a bigger threat. They'll have to come together to stop the bigger problem because hey, they live here too!

This story will be an urban-fantasy story that will cast a certain light on "magic" while leaving it ambiguous whether or not it's truly magic or not. The storyline will have elements of superpowers, urban fantasy, horror, and more. The RP will be character-driven and heavily guided by the cast; how the Coven turns out should be a natural progression of events rather than it being forced. Like other recollection RPs it'll have it's own pretentious thematic and in this case, it'll be Reaching out. In the case of the cast should have a problem that drives them to join the Coven and tolerate their bullshit in attempts to get what they want. Whether or not they get what they want is up to them. Like Vivid Recollections, it's secondary themes will be Memory and Emotion.

DISCORD SERVER

Now, the Coven is nearing the end of it's second chapter/story-arc and I wanted to see if anyone was interested in joining the RP. I know it has a rather full/large cast with a ton of posts, but give it a shot. It's a pretty fun RP with a unique cast/twist.

And if that doesn't convince you:



THE OOC

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

The Surtr Archives

Isabella V. Vanburen

"I just want to be rid of the curse so I can get out of here."

Panorama view. _______________________________________________ Isabella Valentine Vanburen She/Her | 19 | Mixed-Race | 5'7 | 132 _______________________________________________ Incomplete _______________________________________________ Skills & Talents "I can't do a whole lot, sorry." ___________________________________ [+] Trilingual ⫻ Due to spending a large amount of time around the Valos family, she picked up on the languages they speak; primarily Spanish and Portuguese. They come second nature to her but she can speak them fluently.

Appearance ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ "I'm incredible." The constantly energetic, stargazer, herself Isabella Vanburen. She gives off the illusion of being much younger than she is due to the way she acts. She has a high-pitched voice, she's spastic and easily excitable. And she also has a bit of a baby-face worst of all. The girl is always on the move and can't seem to hold still for the life of her. Which is a bit off-putting due to the people that know her for being a bit more reserved... and mature. In contrast to the rest of the Vanburens, her voice is loud and booming. And she likes being the center of attention. Now, probably the first thing that people notice about Isabella is that she's racially... ambiguous. She has tan skin that is covered in freckles and facially she appears to be a mix of everything. That's because she is mixed, her father is the fully caucasian James Vanburen and her mother is Ivete Valos, a woman that's almost as mixed as Isabella (Primarily she's African American, but she has a bit of Japanese and Brazilian in there). This blending the genes makes Isabella a rather stand out person. Isabella has slanted eyes, Afro-textured hair, golden-brown skin, and a face covered in freckles that makes it vague what race she is. To Isabella... she's Isabella. In terms of build, she has a lightning-fast metabolism provided by her mother's side of the family and she does participate in some physical activity. And by some I mean not a whole lot, because Isabella has a hard time motivating herself into doing it a lot of time. There ain't a whole lot of muscle on Isabella, there's probably a bit more fat on her than anything. Which went to her feminine parts it seems, as Isabella inherited her mother's enormous backside and her chest is a solid 38D. She's curvy but she usually wears outfits that accent her figure. Terms of height she's about two inches over the female average, but it isn't like most people will even notice.

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""I'm missing... something."

MAIN GOAL ⫻ Isabella says that she's missing something and that her long term goal was to find it. People usually take it in a metaphorical sense, but those familiar in the Extra-Normal find a different meaning. Either way, Isabella wants to live life to its fullest and get as much enjoyment as she can out of life. It's all about partying, meeting new people, experiencing new things, and Isabella is the very definition of a rich party. All in the name of getting those brain chemicals to activate.

PHILOSOPHY ⫻ Contrary to belief, Isabella is a nihilist. She doesn't believe that there is much point or meaning in life and the end, nothing ever matters. This is why Isabella wants to create her meaning in life and damn if anyone's going to stop her. Isabella believes that her meaning in life is having as much fun as possible and damn responsibilities. Isabella doesn't spend a whole lot of time delving into the meaning of things and people and whatnot, taking things at face value because it's easier for herself.

SEXUALITY ⫻ Isabella's sexuality is ambiguous to herself. She thinks that she's bisexual but finds herself more attracted to boys than girls (or that she's a party lesbian). It's not exactly something that she gave too much thought to other than having fun.

FEARS ⫻ The feeling of missing something is a very powerful one, and what is worse is the feeling that it's just out of reach. Isabella fears a lot of things deep down that she drowns with her partying and hedonism and they aren't simple fears like being afraid of spiders. They're complex ones like the feeling of inadequacy and insecurity that looms over Isabella's head like a dark cloud. She knows that her life is pointless, and it pains her but she tries to find optimism in it like a light in the darkness.

REPUTATION ⫻ In Araminta, she's not exactly seen too kindly... she's seen as the trouble-maker jackass daughter of James that causes trouble partying and doing stupid things. And getting bailed out of it by James or because she's a Vanburen. In the Vanburen family, she's not seen too differently, but they see her as undergoing a huge change because she wasn't always like this. She acted more considerate and reserved before she encountered that Apparition.

THOUGHTS ABOUT FATHER ⫻ Like many of the other Vanburens, she sees him in a good light because he saved her life. And the lives of some of her siblings in the Valos family when they were attacked. Isabella intentionally ignores the bad things he did and will try her best to continue doing that for her happiness.

FLAWS ⫻ Isabella has a whole lot of them. Namely the fact that she has a hard time controlling her emotions and impulses... she's supremely impulsive, brash, and is almost entirely driven by her impulses. Isabella is also somewhat childish and immature and has a hard time taking some things seriously, and that puts her at odds with older more mature people. Isabella's only goal is getting some type of pleasure and have fun and likes to have her way.

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"It's best that I don't talk about it."

Isabella's conception and birth was a complicated situation, to give context James famously had a rival named Jason Valos. Jason and his business was a massive, multimillion-dollar, industry that built owned many different casinos, clubs, hotels, and whatnot, under his thumb. He tried to expand out to the good old city of Araminta and build a massive casino, but James always, in Jason's words, cockblocked him. Mainly to keep Araminta, which was already rife with drug abuse, free from even more problems. And that pissed Jason off to no end so he decided to hit James where it hurts and sent one of his daughters to get into the Vanburen family. And that daughter was Ivete Valos, probably the biggest party girl degenerate of the entire Valos family. They were both at the same big ass party hosted by their mutual friend the Lius and Ivete partied with James and eventually seduced him after he got drunk. Ivete got pregnant from the affair and used that to ruin his current marriage and married into the Vanburens after shaming James publicly, which unfortunately came after the birth of Isabella Vanburen.

Isabella is a named Vanburen, but she was caught in the crossfire of the very complicated politics of Araminta, namely the Vanburens and the Valos. And that was because Ivete (and to that extent, Jason) was outsmarted by James who made Ivete sign a prenup. So, Jason's plan was dead in the water and it wasn't long before Ivete and James divorced but at least James gave her his word to give Isabella everything she wanted and more. So Isabella lived her early life going back and forth between the Vanburens and the Valos (who are situated in Miami). Most of the time Isabella was in Araminta with the Vanburens attending school and her summers were spent with the Valos in Miami.

The Valos were an interesting lot... and by that I mean they were fucking insane. She spent her time with the much smaller Valos family's children and most of the time they were partying or having some sort of adventure. Most of the time it ended in something crazy happening (or was that just Florida?). It was something that Isabella found fun and appealing, for the short term. Her time in Araminta was less... hot. Isabella learned in a high-class school and got some of the top grades there! Though it wasn't really for Isabella, she felt, but James pushed her to be her very best. While in Araminta Isabella forged relationships with anyone except the Vanburens, and while in Miami she partied and was a lot more social. Honestly, Isabella didn't like that constant back and forth and wanted one consistency in her life.

It wasn't long before Isabella graduated from high school and she was set off to get a degree at Harvard. Daddy Vanburen set everything up for her, but right before she was set to leave there was a huge party on Christmas Eve. It was supposed to be the greatest time but... on Christmas Day they found out that James was dead. It was the most horrifying news that Isabella ever heard and they couldn't even find a reason why he died. Needless to say, Isabella didn't go to Harvard. Desperate for some kind of answer, even a hint, Isabella started going through James' things and found a treasure trove about the Extra-Normal. It was fascinating... but it made Isabella think hard about James' death. And then she deduced that something Extra-Normal was involved. After all, magic seemingly returned around the same time James died it seems.

However, she got her own taste of magic when she came across a strange statue of a cat among James things. She touched it and a voice began speaking to her that startled her so much that she ended up dropping it. It shattered instantly and Isabelle accidentally released the apparition that immediately latched itself onto Isabella to prevent itself from fading away. Isabella wanted the Apparition gone but it told her of all the great power that it could bestow her... and told her that she can help her find out what happened to James.

Using the abilities that the Apparition gifted her, Isabella delved into Araminta's magical society all by herself... and then she eventually crossed the wrong Apparition and... the details of that incident were kept a secret by Isabella. But the Vanburens saw a huge change in Isabella, no longer did she want to look into her father's death or even take anything seriously. All Isabella did was a party and fuck around in Araminta and Miami. The only reason why Isabella came back to Araminta in the first place was that she noticed that she was turning into stone.

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"Wait, if the ghost is called "Of Nine-Thousand Cats" shouldn't I have nine thousand lives?"

TYPE ⫻ Aberration (Affixed)

ABSTRACTION ⫻ Of Nine Thousand Cats, the ability to come back from deadly wounds, and display other catlike abilities.

ABSTRACTION DESCRIPTION ⫻ Of Nine-Thousand Cats is a not-quite-ancient Apparition that was the combined spirits of, well, nine thousand cats. A particularly snarky and catty Apparition that didn't exactly like humans and spent most of their days cursing humans and casually murdering dogs... until James was kind enough to seal Of Nine Thousand Cats and after getting out, all the superstition behind cats had faded away. Thus, they affixed themselves to a human for the first time in years. Their abstraction shifted from cursing humans (and fucking over dogs) to helping one particular human in order to stay alive.

Of Nine-Thousands Cats isn't a particularly powerful apparition, however, their abstraction had a bit more utility. Whenever Of Nine-Thousand Cats was affixed to a feline, that feline was kind of immortal. It was because Of Nine-Thousand Cats' chief ability was, well, nine lives. The ability only activates when Isabella is injured or is about to be killed. If she's decapitated, then her head will reappear right on her shoulders good as new. If she falls off a skyscraper, she'll land on the ground as if she didn't hit terminal velocity. If she's impaled on a spike then she'll teleport off of it good as new. This ability allows Isabella to recover from mortal wounds almost instantly, but it isn't quite true regeneration or immortality. So she could get stabbed and if that bitch is non-fatal, then she's going to have to deal with the knife wound the old fashion way.

There's a limit, of course. Once Isabella uses all nine lives, she's as mortal as anybody else. There's a way to replenish these lives and it ain't something that Isabella lives. To put it simply, she can replenish these lives by taking them from regular housecats - which is fatal for them. There's also another ability that Isabella can use that allows her to give cats these lives, and even resurrect them - but she probably won't use it.

Of Nine-Thousand Cats grants other abilities... primarily the famed cat-like agility. Isabella is incredibly mobile, fast, and has a supernatural sense of balance - and yes, she will always land on her feet. This allows her to climb on stuff and perform feats that are not possible for even the best-trained Olympic athletes. She's just capable of fast movements like a cat, but her reflexes aren't any better than average. In addition, Isabella's sense of hearing and smell are impeccable and allows her to track down people like the most well-trained predator. Finally, Isabella is capable of summoning glowing tiger claws on her fingertips which aren't any sharper or durable than regular tiger claws. She can still give somebody a nasty cut.

LIMITS ⫻ As stated before, Of Nine-Thousand-Cats requires some specific parameters to even activate. It's not true regeneration, it's more of coming back from a fatal situation. This means, to even regenerate, Isabella needs to be fatally injured first and anything below that will be healed the all-natural way. There's also a cap at nine lives, and at the start of the story, Isabella has already used one. The only way to replenish it is to murder cats and Isabella does not like using that.

WEAKNESSES ⫻ Cats don't like water, and Of Nine-Thousand Cats is no different. If she drowns, then all nine lives will be bypassed and she'll be dead. However, Of Nine-Thousand Cats won't activate if she's wet either, so that should be kept in mind. Other than that, Isabella doesn't have too many weaknesses due to the low yield nature of her ability. Of course, inherent to an enhanced sense of smell, she gets to smell everyone's body odor in vivid detail.

Also, on a humorous note, apparently, she can get stuck up trees.

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"This is crazy."

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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Tampa General Hospital - Parking Garage.

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"You're not suggesting we attack him right now, are you? We're not in any condition for another fight. We don't know what else he has up his sleeve. The Outsider was bad, but what if he's got another thing like it? We'd die this time."

Herik

"... And that's what he's expecting,"

The little tactician in Madison's mind was smiling... probably for all the wrong reasons. She admitted that Herik was completely and utterly right about what she said but she had another idea in mind. One that was risky and stupid, but would pay off. If it worked. Madison had the perfect plan in mind.

"Blake knows that we're not in a good shape and probably going to lick our wounds," Madison started with utmost confidence. "He's not going to expect us to attack him so soon. And if he's having a party on a yacht..."

Madison gave Trevor a narrow-eyed look as he smiled and gave her two thumbs up.

"... He's probably surrounded by whatever sugar babies he didn't sacrifice. Or his little corporate dicksucker friends. And even if he does have one, we can regroup and come up with a plan to attack it later, but I... doubt it."

Madison shrugged as she put a hand on her hip... her clothes covered the wound on her side pretty well and she would love to go take a nap and get high right now. She knew everyone would right now.

"... If you don't think it's a good idea, you can stay right here and say "I told you so" if it goes wrong," Madison firmly said. "But, I think we should take this chance, Herik. I'm doing it."

"And I'm behind Madison," Claudette said.

“He sent some spooky bitch to go murder a bunch of people. Isn’t that reason enough for you Feds to go in and bag him?”

Herik

"Well, we could..." Trevor put his hands on his hips as his eyes drifted off to his side as he tried to find the right words. "... But, I know someone like Blake's got some good ass lawyers that demand some proof that he sent the Outsider after ya'll."

Trevor shrugged.

"And that's a 'nother thang, missy," Trevor's accent slipped in as he went back to his usual talking voice. "What judge is even going to entertain the idea that he sent some ancient murder ghost after buncha witches? A crazy one, heh. Even if we do bag him, he'll be out before the dawn. Ya'll gotta remember that he's Blake fucking Schmidt. He got money and connections and this wouldn't be the first time he got away with something shitty... So to, um, shorten all that. No, it isn't."

And he sighed before he leaned up against Madison's truck... and got a look so sharp it felt like she was going to disembowel him with it. He got up quickly before he continued.

"And the third thing... well, I'm gonna be blunt here when I say that the boss lady doesn't give a shit about ya'll. And she doesn't want anything to do with any of it, the only reason she showed up is that Maximilian bugged her...." Trevor glanced at Lyss for a moment before he continued. "... And I wouldn't count on her showing up again unless she needs you or you piss her off." It was hard not attaching again to the end of that statement.

"Let me just say that, no offense, ya'll are small fry in the bigger picture and our little team is after something really, really big. Like, worst comes to worst ya'll are gonna want to get outta Tampa- and Maya said she did what?"

The words finally hit Trevor as he turned towards Maya with wide-eyed shock as he felt something. A mixture of betrayal... and arousal. He wanted to ask for details but he also didn't want to (well not in front of them). And Madison shrugged.

“You agree that this is ridiculous, yeah? I know we all want to go after Schmidt, but didn’t Kayla have some grand plan to use him? Wait. Where is Kayla, anyway?”

Vashti

That was a good fucking question. Where was Kayla, the grand plan thing was stupid because she wasn't here so Madison wasn't worrying about it. And if Kayla gave her shit Madison would just tell her plain and simple; she wasn't there. Right now Madison's loyalty to Kayla was shakey, but she was probably dealing with something of her own... she hoped that Blake didn't send someone to take her out, but she was going to take things one step at a time.

"Honestly, I don't know right now," Madison sighed as she talked with one hand, "Kayla hasn't answered any of my texts or calls, but we have to remember her little... side hustle." She glanced at Claudette as she didn't want to bluntly say that Kayla was a dealer in front of the FBI agent.

"And it's like her to ghost us from time to time... honestly, as much as she helped me I think the first thing we need to do is work out this leader situation." She shrugged as she took a deep breath and let it out through her nose.

"Maybe you two can go look for her and make sure she's okay since you're clearly not okay with this. She usually hangs out around the USF but be careful... it's wicked out there."

Redhart Academy: A Fantasy/Horror RP

possible interest

Recollections: The Othergrounds [Complete]

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“I can try,”

Isla

"I... can't get us out of here otherwise," Rosalyn replied to Isla.

"Yet you had no problem bringing us here..." Hagan trailed off as he crossed his arms... he didn't know what was going on, but he was going to find out. He wasn't about all of this against his will bullshit but he also didn't know what she was capable of. Especially if she made this place. For now, he kept his mouth shut.

“But we’re all gonna be holding hands or have some kinda chain contact cause I ain’t gonna be able to guarantee I bring everyone along with it. I know some of you ain’t happy with each other but it’s worth it for the shot of getting out, ay?”

Isla

"... Anyone tell you you talk too much?" Zoey said with a toothy grin... you know, despite it all. As long they were getting out of here, Zoey couldn't care less about what people like Stacey thought right now. This was the closest bet they had to get the fuck outta this place. She grabbed onto Hagan's hand and Hagan grabbed onto Finn's hand. When she held onto Hagan's hand, there was a shakiness in it. Her heart was beating so hard it was about to explode. She sighed, to steady herself, as she looked up at Isla.

"Isla," Zoey started and her voice broke for just a second, "Do it."

And that she did... she teleported them all away.

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Odessa didn't want to say it but hope for finding the others was slim to none. She started to gain a grasp - as bare as it was - of how this place functioned. It changed depending on who was there, but it could be a place that infinitely created and changed as it's explored. For all they know, Lilith, Mao, and the others were lost somewhere in here. Trapped in a place with all manners of horrors and freaks...

... Or they're dead. That was always a possibility.

Either way, Odessa kept her third eye open as she walked through the place in case she could sense them. Or anything else that could be lurking here. Paradise couldn't be home to just one murderous Apparition. It could be several... just waiting to attack. She hoped that, at the very least, she could sense them before they struck. Either way, Odessa's little stroll through Paradise was quiet as she was certain that she was going nowhere fast. She didn't want to bring down Penny. She was strong. She was going to crack any second now.

And that third sense suddenly went wild as she sensed a group of people not too far away from her. Odessa immediately turned herself towards it expecting the worst and saw the... the group. Plus some red-haired girl. She wiped a bead of sweat off her head in relief.

"Penny, you're okay!" Zoey said with a warming smile, "I would hug you, but..."

"... I'm finally free," Rosalyn said as she walked off to the side and looked... the entire landscape of Paradise changed in the blink of an eye. From the beautiful Farmer Hill at its prime to... Paradise. The large, bright skied, sunny city that looked gorgeous. Just as beautiful as she remembered it.

"... And who's your friend?" Odessa asked as she walked up slowly to the girl. "Are you lost here, too?"

"I'm... Rosalyn, I created this place," She said, fighting tears, "I'm so sorry that any of this happened."

"Oh..." Odessa said as she had a near bottomless supply of questions, but she read the room very well. "You brought us here, right?"

"Yes,"

"I would love to know what happened here, even why," Odessa started, "But, you brought us here, can you let us leave?"

"... Why would you even want to leave?" Rosalyn asked with a raised eyebrow. "Don't you know what's out there? Don't you know you'll have everything you want here."

"Yeah stay here and let the Stockholm syndrome set in," Zoey had another cigarette lit as she rolled her eyes at the girl. "We'll have everything we want to ex-"

"How about I do the talking?" Odessa said with a chipper smile as she stepped in front of Zoey. "... I don't. Would you mind telling me?"

"... The world ended." Rosalyn flatly answered.

"Huh?" Zoey said. "The world was fine when I checked."

Suddenly, the environment changed again... it turned into a destroyed place that Zoey recognized as LA undoubtedly. The skyscrapers were collapsed, the buildings were caved in, and skeletons were littering the street. The sky was grey as a cloud of dust so thick blotted out the sun and tears came down Rosalyn's eyes.

"I don't know what happened... but it was like a flash of light," Rosalyn started, "And then everything was gone. Destroyed. All that was left were monsters. That was when I... Awakened, I think I heard someone calling it, and made a Paradise for everyone."

While the girl was talking, Hagan was doing some investigating. He looked around and his eyes landed on a particular piece of newspaper. He knelt, grabbed it, and read the date: June 12, 2017..

"... This is one year from now," Hagan said. "Are you...?"

"My abstraction pulled people from different points in time," Rosalyn said. "You all were pulled here before the world ended."