Evil Ghost Note

Recollections: Where the Folds Meet

Lupe Sánchez

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"Nothing matters in the end, Mami. So why give a fuck?!"

_______________________________________________ Guadalupe Sánchez She/Her | 17 | Mexican | 5'1ft | 115lb _______________________________________________ Electric. _______________________________________________ Skills & Talents "Voted "Most likely to become a stripper", papi!" ___________________________________ [+] Improvisation ⫻ Years of freestyling have honed her ability to adapt on the fly; she can adjust to unexpected obstacles or situations without breaking her rhythm or momentum. Rhythmic Precision ⫻ Lupe can instantly find and move in perfect sync with any rhythm, whether music, environmental sounds, or even irregular noises, giving her a natural flow in chaotic situations. Showmanship ⫻ Lupe can manipulate attention and charm with her presence, commanding a crowd, distracting enemies, or inspiring allies through body language and charisma. Stamina ⫻ Endless hours of practice allow her to perform high-intensity movement for extended periods without tiring, maintaining precision and energy.

Appearance ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ "I glow, mami!" Lupe Sánchez exudes a cheerful, lively aura, often caught in mid-laugh or with a playful grin playing on her lips. Her vibrant presence naturally fills any space, effortlessly attracting others. She gestures freely with her hands, her movements light and spontaneous, almost like she's improvising a dance. Her eyes shine with curiosity, and her expressions are easy to read-warm, sincere, and genuine. Standing at 5’1" with a soft, natural build, Lupe is gradually developing her figure. She seems healthy, energetic, and comfortable in her skin, radiating ease rather than striving for perfection. Her posture is relaxed yet lively; she leans in when talking, bounces on her toes when excited, and tilts her head invitingly. Her thick, curly hair frames her face with volume and vitality, bouncing slightly as she moves. Whether left tousled or pulled back with a simple accessory, it complements her bright, expressive eyes and half-smile, enhancing the impression of someone who carries light and positivity wherever she goes. Her skin has a warm, sun-kissed tone reflecting her Mexican heritage, and her high cheekbones, rounded chin, and wide eyes become more prominent when she laughs or talks. Her style is casual, colorful, and practical, favoring breathable fabrics that allow her energy and movement to flow freely. She doesn’t focus on trends or formality; instead, she chooses clothing that reflects her personality—bright tops, patterned skirts or jeans, and playful accessories that attract attention without overwhelming. Every aspect of her appearance feels intentional, cheerful, and approachable, like someone eager to be seen but not in a showy, pretentious way.

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"Chaos is the only thing I can trust these days."

MAIN GOAL ⫻ Lupe aims to survive on her own terms while mastering her Red, Green, and Purple Lux. She is determined to acquire the skills, knowledge, and control necessary to confront and eliminate the monster responsible for her brothers' deaths. Her motivation is fueled by a desire for revenge rather than heroism—seeking justice, closure, and the restoration of her agency in a world that has betrayed her.

PHILOSOPHY ⫻ Life is a chaotic, cruel, and unpredictable bitch—a spinning wheel where everything you cherish can be taken away in an instant. Happiness, safety, and morality are luxuries, not guarantees. Lupe has experienced everything vanish suddenly and refuses to invest energy in what the world will inevitably seize. Her laughter and cheerful demeanor serve as armor, a mask to navigate a dangerous, untrustworthy universe, concealing a nihilistic understanding that permanence is an illusion and control is fleeting. She prioritizes freedom, agency, and self-determination, manipulating her Magic not for fame but because mastery is the only true safety. She takes what she can, mocks the meaningless, and moves through life like a storm—alive, defiant, and ready to strike back at anything that threatens what she holds.

SECRETS ⫻ Lupe keeps the intensity of her grief hidden beneath her cheerful exterior, as well as her obsessive focus on finding and killing the creature. Few know that her sunny personality is performative—a shield against despair and the emptiness she fears will consume her.

SEXUALITY ⫻ Lupe avoids labels and rules. She’s impulsive and daring, seeking thrills and pleasure from anyone—men, women, or anyone in between. For her, attraction is a spark or distraction, a way to feel alive, not a promise of safety or connection. She finds deep relationships restrictive, especially in a world that has already taken everything she loved. As a result, she flirts with danger, laughter, and lust, keeping intimacy casual and consequences flexible.

FEARS ⫻ Lupe fears being confined by rules, expectations, or any force that restricts her freedom. She dreads feelings of helplessness, the inability to defend herself or others, and the crushing weight of inevitability. Losing control terrifies her more than death itself; chaos feels familiar, but passively enduring it is unbearable. Deep inside, she also fears forgetting her brothers entirely—letting their deaths fade into nothingness—though she hides this pain behind bravado and constant activity.

REPUTATION ⫻ Among peers, Lupe is perceived as lively, fearless, and full of energy—a vibrant presence that’s hard to overlook. Beneath this exterior, she is reserved, strategic, and formidable when pushed. Some view her as reckless; others are attracted to her vitality. However, few genuinely grasp the extent of her loss or the cutting edge that fuels her.

FLAWS ⫻ Lupe is impulsive, reckless, and often acts without fully considering the consequences. Her nihilistic outlook pushes her to take risks, seek danger, and push beyond safe boundaries, while she seldom believes in permanence or order. She struggles with patience, planning ahead, and restraint, favoring immediate action, excitement, or asserting control in the moment. Her cheerful, lively persona is a mask that hides her grief, obsession, and relentless desire for revenge, but it can alienate allies or cause others to misjudge her intentions. She masks pain with laughter, making her vulnerable to sudden emotional outbursts, self-destructive choices, or overreactions when her defenses break down.

Her impulsiveness also affects her about people and relationships: she flirts, teases, and challenges boundaries impulsively, treating intimacy and attraction like games rather than commitments. She finds trust hard to give, and when she does, she may become possessive or manipulative without realizing it. Lupe’s obsession with mastering her Red, Green, and Purple Lux, along with her fixation on hunting the creature that killed her brothers, makes her fixated and sometimes blind to smaller threats or moral considerations. Her sense of self is deeply connected to control and freedom; when these are threatened, she can react unpredictably—lashing out, fleeing, or taking extreme measures to regain autonomy. In essence, she is a volatile storm: exciting, dangerous, and lively, but capable of reckless destruction.

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"The warehouse party? Oh, you mean the worst day of my life...?"

Lupe Sánchez was born in Xalapa, Mexico, as the oldest of three children, with two younger brothers, Diego and Alejandro, whom she fiercely adored. From a young age, she took pride in protecting them, teaching games, smoothing over conflicts, and ensuring they felt safe and acknowledged.

Her family moved to the United States in pursuit of citizenship and new opportunities. Their father joined the Army, leading the family to move frequently from base to base, a life of constant change that Lupe navigated with charm, humor, and energy. Her lively personality eased her transition into new schools and towns, while her Mexican heritage remained a strong anchor for her and her brothers.

Eventually, the Army chapter ended, and the family settled in Cornell, Pennsylvania. Though the town was small, it held many possibilities. Lupe thrived socially, her exuberance brightening classrooms and streets alike. Diego and Alejandro remained her world; she fiercely protected them, laughed with them endlessly, and always hoped they would grow up safe and together.

The warehouse party was lively, music pounding, laughter echoing, and everything feeling normal, just another night. Until a creature tore through reality. The first scream shattered Lupe’s sense of safety. Panic spread rapidly. People fled, stumbling over crates and each other. Lupe’s heart pounded as her instincts urged her to rescue her brothers. As a shadow crossed Diego, his hand slipped from hers; Alejandro cried out, and suddenly everything fractured.

Noise, screams, and the smell of burning metal overwhelmed her senses. She moved instinctively, dodging and ducking, but each turn revealed new horrors, and she couldn’t reach her brothers. Time seemed to slow as terror gripped her; her arms reached out, but they were dead before she could even touch them.

She screamed, begged, and fought, but the monster was too powerful, leaving her helpless in a crumbling world. When the creature moved on, leaving behind wreckage and chaos, silence settled heavily. Lupe stumbled over debris, her heart racing and tears falling. Her brothers were gone, and the world felt unfair and lawless. Part of her wanted to collapse or surrender to the pain, but a strange, fierce heat inside her refused to let her die there. Something had shifted, shaping her into who she was about to become.

Amidst horror, pain, and disbelief, Lupe Kindled. Red, Green, and Purple Lux surged within her, a burst of energy born from grief, rage, and survival instinct. In the days after, while others mourned or moved on, she experimented with her new abilities: creating spells of neon light, fire, & electricity. Her control was initially chaotic and messy, but it made her feel some agency in a world that had just stolen everything.

Her personality changed. She adopted a cheerful, seemingly carefree persona, always laughing, joking, and moving as if dancing through life. It was a mask—her shield and coping mechanism. Beneath, however, a nihilistic core took root: if monsters could destroy her family, if the world offered no protection, then nothing mattered - but she would still fight. She experiments, pushes boundaries, learns her Lux fully, preparing for the day she can confront the creature that took her brothers.

Lupe’s goals are survival and revenge. Beneath her laughter and cheer, she trains, studies, and experiments, honing spells and strategies for the inevitable confrontation.

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"Light it up, burn it down, mami!"

TYPE ⫻ Adept.

ABSTRACTION ⫻ Red, Green, & Purple Lux. Lupe's Channeler is a neon-pink bandana she wore during the party.

ABSTRACTION DESCRIPTION ⫻

Neon Projection ⫻ The core spell that harnesses Lupe’s expertise in Red Lux, transforming it into Fire, Light, and Electricity. Her spells flow from her movements, cast through the rhythm and motion of her dancing.

Neon-Fire ⫻ Lupe conjures hot pink flames that either cling to her body or burst outward. After weeks of trial and error, she created this spell to control the fire's intensity, shape, and placement without hurting herself or damaging her surroundings. The flames can sear enemies, form impressive barriers, or light the way. The fire is intense yet localized; strong enough to threaten or intimidate foes, but incapable of melting steel or destroying entire buildings.

Neon-Beams ⫻ Lupe releases focused streams of bright neon light from her hands or limbs. These beams are intensely hot, capable of burning skin, scorching fabrics, and piercing soft materials. Through numerous experiments, she perfected her control over the beam’s width, strength, and length, all while ensuring her safety.

Neon Electricity ⫻ Summons arcs of electrified brilliance that can stun, burn, or disable targets. After many failed efforts that singed her hair, scorched walls, or threw her off balance, Lupe learned to control electricity in precise bursts and blend it with her neon flames or light beams for unpredictable effects. These arcs can jump between nearby targets, overload electronics, or serve as short-lived diversions. The electricity is strong enough to incapacitate a person or short-circuit small devices, but it won’t damage armored vehicles or high-voltage infrastructure.

LIMITS ⫻ Neon Projection relies entirely on her movement and focus. If Lupe is distracted, exhausted, or restrained, the spells lose efficiency, flicker, or misfire. She cannot cast while unconscious or immobilized, and large-scale sustained attacks quickly drain her stamina. Continuous use of multiple streams or arcs can cause overheating, burns, muscle fatigue, or sensory overload.

Neon-Fire is limited in scope. Flames extend only a few meters from her body and cannot maintain themselves indefinitely—prolonged projection requires her to channel Lux continuously. Neon-Beams are intensely hot but precise, designed for cutting and burning soft materials, not demolishing structures. Long, sustained beams tire her quickly and strain her focus. The beams require a direct line of sight; obstacles, reflections, or smoke can disrupt accuracy. Wide-area effects are limited, and attempting to overload them can backfire, burning her hands or causing temporary blindness from the bright glow.

Neon Electricity arcs have a limited range, generally jumping only a few meters to nearby targets. Conductivity matters—non-conductive surfaces weaken or stop the effect. Repeated or prolonged use risks shorting out small electronics, accidentally electrocuting herself, or temporarily numbing her limbs. High-resistance targets like metal armor or grounded industrial equipment shrug off her electricity, and she cannot generate large-scale storms or sustained currents without overexerting herself to the point of danger.

WEAKNESSES ⫻ Every Neon Projection spell produces intense light, which can temporarily blind Lupe, her allies, and enemies during combat. These spells are highly flashy, bright, and loud, with each burst of fire, beam, or electricity capturing attention and revealing her position and intentions. Because of this, she cannot cast them stealthily; enemies can track her simply by following the light or sound. In situations where subtlety is needed, her magic can be a liability rather than an advantage. She must carefully angle the beams and flames to prevent disorientation for herself or her teammates. Overextending the spell by increasing intensity, width, or duration can cause the heat and energy to backfire, injuring her. The combination of vivid light, heat, and electricity can overwhelm her senses, and continuous casting in tight spaces can lead to nausea, headaches, blurred vision, and delayed reactions.

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"Laugh, burn, dance—then do it again."

Recollections: Where the Folds Meet

Isabelle M. Morgan-Sato

"I look in the mirror, and I'm not sure what's looking back at me anymore-"

"It's me you fool."
"It's me you fool."

_______________________________________________ Isabelle Marilyn Morgan-Sato She/Her | 16 | African-American & Japanese | 5'6ft | 115lb _______________________________________________ Fractured _______________________________________________ Skills & Talents "" ___________________________________ [+] Situational Awareness ⫻ Isabelle can quickly read a room, people, or environment, noticing details others miss. She picks up on body language, hidden exits, threats, or inconsistencies, allowing her to anticipate danger and act preemptively. Observant ⫻ Isabelle notices subtleties in behavior, body language, and patterns in her surroundings, allowing her to understand people and situations quickly. Physical Discipline ⫻ Years of structured training and routine have given Isabelle balance, coordination, and stamina, making her capable in athletic or physically demanding situations. Patience ⫻. She can wait for the right moment to act or speak, resisting impulsive decisions and using timing to her advantage.

Appearance ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ "I'm really not sure if I belong anymore." Isabelle is five-six feet tall and exudes a quiet, steady confidence. Her balanced, fit build feels approachable, neither sharp nor intimidating. She moves with ease and naturalness, occupying only as much space as necessary, yet never shrinking herself. Even when stationary, she appears self-assured and comfortable in her body. As a Black and Japanese teenager, her mixed heritage subtly influences her overall presentation without being overt. Her composure reflects this blend - expressive when she chooses to be, reserved otherwise. Her mannerisms are controlled but relaxed. Her curly hair is naturally styled in a clean, intentional manner that frames her face. Whether worn loose or accessorized, her hair consistently appears deliberate and polished. Her style is confident yet practical. She favors fitted or cropped tops, high-waisted jeans or skirts, and clothing that complements her shape without feeling showy. She enjoys incorporating color and texture and isn’t afraid of statement pieces, while maintaining balance. Floral details and warm hues frequently appear, adding personality without swallowing her overall look. She dresses primarily for herself, not to impress others. Her accessories are minimal and thoughtfully selected. She might wear a necklace, earrings, or a ring but avoids excessive jewelry. Her shoes are stylish yet functional, appropriate to the occasion rather than flashy. Overall, her appearance is intentional and cohesive. Personality-wise, Isabelle appears calm, observant, and composed. She’s approachable but not instantly open. People tend to notice her before she initiates conversation. She listens attentively, speaks when she has something meaningful to say, and maintains steady eye contact. She doesn’t rush conversations or fill silences unnecessarily. Her presence is quiet yet dependable, making her trustworthy and somewhat reserved ignore.

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"I have to act before the world forces me to."

MAIN GOAL ⫻ Isabelle’s primary aim is to survive on her own terms. She seeks to understand what D’rryha has transformed her into, how long she can sustain this state, and if she still retains any agency. Her focus isn’t on rescuing Cornell or solving the bigger issue; it's on remaining functional, unnoticed, and in control just long enough to choose her next move.

PHILOSOPHY ⫻ Isabelle holds that the world rewards awareness rather than innocence or good intentions. Although being cautious didn’t prevent her from danger, it kept her alive until something else intervened, which she considers an important distinction. She doesn’t seek comfort or reassurances that things will turn out fine. To her, hope is only valuable when supported by preparation. She relies on her ability to observe, anticipate, and control, preferring decisive action over emotional reactions. If she senses something is wrong, she assumes it is and adjusts before proof is needed. Since waking up, she sees safety not as a constant but as a fleeting condition that can disappear unexpectedly. Consequently, she moves through life with quiet vigilance, not paranoia, believing that staying alert is the best form of protection.

SECRETS ⫻ Isabelle conceals the severity of her condition. She doesn’t disclose that she was aware in parts during her repair or that she occasionally senses D’rryha altering her body without permission. She also remains silent about her initial lack of fear upon waking—only experiencing clarity. A part of her fears that sharing too much might label her as a problem to be fixed—or erased.

SEXUALITY ⫻ Isabelle has little interest in romance right now. Attraction exists, but it feels distant and secondary to survival. Physical intimacy is complicated by her altered body and her uncertainty about what she is now. She doesn’t label herself and doesn’t feel pressured to—connection matters more than category, but even connection feels risky.

FEARS ⫻ Her biggest fear isn't death but losing her autonomy. She worries about becoming just a vessel, a tool, or an unimaginative thing that continues without free will. She also fears being exposed before she fully understands herself and worries about what others might do if they find out she survived when she was not supposed to. At her core, she fears that being abandoned for dead wasn’t an accident but a glimpse of what’s to come.

REPUTATION ⫻ Prior to the warehouse incident, Isabelle was regarded as composed, dependable, and quietly competent. Currently, she is only present in rumors-another girl lost in Cornell’s turmoil. If she reappears, she might be perceived as disturbing rather than comforting, someone unfamiliar to the community.

FLAWS ⫻ Isabelle tends to be emotionally reserved and slow to trust, not out of cruelty but as a form of self-protection. Her survival through difficult experiences has taught her that visibility can be dangerous, so she keeps her thoughts, pain, and doubts tightly guarded. She believes that silence is safer than vulnerability and that being understood might give others leverage over her. Her desire for control is almost rigid—she plans, anticipates, and prepares obsessively because uncertainty terrifies her. This fear is not abstract but rooted in the belief that an uncertain moment could be fatal. Trusting others to act correctly feels like gambling with her life, so even when cooperation could help, she hesitates to rely on anyone. When things spiral beyond her control, she retreats into observation and logic, becoming distant and hyper-focused to avoid emotional overwhelm. She also struggles with detachment—once a person, place, or situation feels compromised, it’s easier for her to let go than to fight for it, driven not by indifference but by fear that holding on makes loss worse. This can lead to a calmness that others may find unnerving, where she might cling or beg. Beneath this is a network of quieter fears: dependence on D’rryha, the slow erosion of her independence, waking one day to realize her instincts are no longer her own, and the unsettling possibility that survival has trapped her in a half-life, where she no longer feels fully part of the living. She fears connection because it raises stakes, fears being seen too clearly or exploited once others understand her, and fears that when she should fight hardest to stay against death, loss, or disappearance, she might lose the will to do so.

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"I woke up and felt like a stranger in my own body. Every step, every breathe, reminded me that I'm no longer myself anymore... and I might never be again."

Isabelle was born in Oakland, California, and grew up in a lively neighborhood filled with noise, movement, and constant activity. From an early age, she learned to read a space before entering it, realizing that awareness mattered more than volume. Her confidence grew not through assertion but through understanding others-how they moved, when they lied, and what they avoided saying. At ten, her family moved to Cornell, Pennsylvania, for her father’s job. The shift was noticeable: a quieter, smaller town with no hiding places like California. Isabelle adapted quickly and quietly, learning the town’s rhythms and people with patient attention. She didn’t rush to fit in, but didn’t feel out of place either.

In her early teens, she stayed in a balanced middle ground, present but not loud, respected without craving admiration. Her calm demeanor and careful movements made her noticeable even when quiet. She gravitated toward activities requiring precision, physical training, and routine. Her friendships were deliberate, valuing trust and depth over social superficiality.

The warehouse party was meant to be temporary-something to observe and leave behind. Isabelle stayed alert, avoiding chaos, always watching exits. When the tear appeared, all that changed. The violence was sudden and confusing. She was among the first injured, struck down, and thrown into the woods amid the panic.

She was missing for weeks. Police searched the area, and search parties followed fruitless trails. Flyers circulated, and rumors spread. As instability grew, Cornell’s efforts quietly failed. Disappearing people, warped streets, and rising fear made her just another unsolved case. Eventually, the searches ceased.

While the town moved on, Isabelle did not. Her body was hidden in the woods, barely intact, while the Spider Parasite D’rryha orked silently. It did not revive her quickly but preserved her, stitching torn tissues, reinforcing shattered parts, and keeping her in a state of forced stasis. She remained in a coma, suspended between death and awareness, her body slowly rebuilt by this entity that refused to let her go.

Shortly before the story begins, the process finished. Isabelle woke, not to return fully but to resume her life, her body sustained by D’rryha’s presence, her existence no longer entirely human. She retains fragments of memory: pressure instead of pain, time passing without sensation, a feeling of being held together rather than healed. Now awake, she moves cautiously, recognizing that survival came at a cost she does not yet fully understand.

Officially, Isabelle Morgan-Sato remains missing. In truth, she’s back—quiet, changed, tethered to something that kept her alive when the world believed she was gone.

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"Stop... stop it! I’m not this! I’m me... I’m me! God, make it stop!"

TYPE ⫻ Aberration (Abominable).

ABSTRACTION ⫻ Abomination of Threads, Isabelle shares her body with a parasitic Abominable, transforming her into a semi-undead being capable of rapid regeneration and sprouting spider-like limbs at will.

ABSTRACTION DESCRIPTION ⫻ Isabelle’s body is no longer sustained by biological processes but by the Spider Parasite, D’rryha, which inhabits her from within. She has no heartbeat, no body heat, and her skin is perpetually cool to the touch. Up close, she carries a faint scent of decay, something most people can’t immediately place but instinctively find unsettling. Her breathing is shallow and unnecessary; her body conserving itself rather than living in the conventional sense.

When Isabelle takes damage, her body does not react with pain or panic as a living person would. Instead, D’rryha responds automatically. Swarms of small spiders erupt from beneath her skin, converging on the wound with disturbing speed. These spiders stitch torn flesh, reinforce cracked bone, and seal ruptured organs with silk and organic matter drawn from Isabelle’s altered body. Blood does not flow freely; what escapes is black, thick, and sluggish. As repairs are completed, the spiders are dissolved, leaving skin that closes too cleanly, sometimes without scars at all, as if the injury never truly belonged to her.

This regeneration is effective but unnatural. Repeated damage and repair leave Isabelle feeling hollow or disconnected, as though parts of her are being replaced faster than she can recognize as her own. After extensive reconstruction, she may experience moments of dissociation—moving normally while feeling estranged from her body, her reflection unfamiliar, her sense of self dulled. The repairs preserve function, not comfort. At D’rryha’s will, massive spider legs can force their way out of Isabelle’s body. These limbs are bladed at the ends, capable of slashing through flesh with enough force to be lethal at close range. They allow her to climb walls, ceilings, and vertical surfaces with ease, anchoring into structures like living grappling hooks.

Beyond physical abilities, the world reacts to her differently. Animals sense something wrong—dogs grow uneasy, refuse to approach, or bare their teeth; insects scatter instinctively. Spiders, however, behave unnaturally around her, gathering nearby without fear, drawn to her presence as if recognizing a shared nature. Isabelle does not command them consciously, but they respond to D’rryha’s influence nonetheless.

Despite everything, Isabelle remains conscious and autonomous-for now. D’rryha repairs, reinforces, and preserves her body without always asking permission, and she can feel it working beneath her skin even when she is unharmed. Survival is no longer a question of endurance but of identity: how much of her can be replaced before she stops recognizing what’s left as herself.

LIMITS ⫻ D’rryha is inherently parasitic, requiring Isabelle to regularly consume organic matter to keep it alive. Without nourishment, its regenerative abilities slow, leaving injuries unhealed and spider limbs sluggish or immobile. Starvation also heightens D’rryha’s control over her behavior, steering her toward predatory actions. Control over D’rryha is limited. While Isabelle can trigger or suppress some functions, the Abomination can override her will if it detects a threat or requires repairs. This can lead her to act dangerously or inappropriately without awareness. D’rryha needs an almost intact body to function effectively. Complete destruction of limbs or vital organs hampers repair or forces suboptimal tissue reconstruction. Though regeneration is rapid, it’s not instant; extensive or repeated injuries can outpace its healing, making her vulnerable until D’rryha catches up. The swarm also has coordination limits—multiple simultaneous injuries can reduce efficiency or temporarily leave some wounds unhealed.

WEAKNESSES ⫻ Extensive use of her spider limbs or rapid regeneration leads to fatigue. While Isabelle does not experience typical pain, overuse can impair motor control, slow reflexes, and induce dissociative episodes. The more D’rryha repairs and alters her body, the more her sense of self feels hollow; extended regeneration or limb use intensifies confusion, dissociation, and intrusive thoughts. D’rryha is vulnerable to extreme environmental conditions. Severe cold, heat, or corrosive substances can slow or temporarily disrupt the swarm’s regenerative functions. Certain chemicals or fire may temporarily neutralize its activity. Likewise, pathogens and magical toxins can interfere with its healing ability, leaving Isabelle exposed. Visible signs such as black blood, spider limbs, and a faint odor of decay make Isabelle appear alien, restricting her social interactions and freedom of movement. Regular regeneration risks erasing parts of her original tissue and sensory feedback, hastening her identity loss. She cannot perceive all internal processes; D’rryha sustains function but not consciousness, so surprises inside her body are possible. Finally, if she goes too long without nourishment, D’rryha may compel Isabelle to hunt living prey, regardless of her morals, to fulfill its biological needs.

Her presence naturally triggers discomfort in most people. Even those who do not consciously notice her darkened blood, faint smell of decay, or subtle unnatural movements sense something is wrong, prompting them to avoid her or act defensively. Animals nearby become restless or aggressive, while humans tend to recoil, whisper, or keep their distance. This creates difficulties in social interactions, as her attempts to connect are often met with suspicion, fear, or hostility. Over time, this enforced separation increases her isolation, making Isabelle depend on stealth, observation, or cautious manipulation to interact safely. Even allies may struggle to accept her altered appearance, leading to tension and fewer opportunities for teamwork.

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"They may look at you and see a girl, but I see what they cannot."
"They may look at you and see a girl, but I see what they cannot."

D'rryha

D’rryha.

Unknown | D’rryha | She/Her "Everything lives, and everything can serve."

Description: D’rryha is an Abominable of the Threaded lineage, a parasitic race of spider-like creatures capable of reshaping hosts to sustain and amplify themselves. Once, the Threaded had a Queen whose cunning and dominance bound the entire race, but she died before the Ancients banished the Threaded to the Pit, leaving a power vacuum. Within that exile, D’rryha endured eons of isolation, growing in strength, patience, and a cold, calculating intelligence. In death and exile, she inherited the title of Queen by right of survival and cunning, though her full maturity remains tethered to a host. The recent tear in Cornell’s reality provided her first chance in millennia to escape. Slipping through the rift, she instinctively sought a suitable host: Isabelle. The girl, injured and abandoned in the woods, was perfect-alive enough to sustain D’rryha, weak enough to dominate. Evaluating carefully, D’rryha established a bond, making Isabelle both a lifeline and a living tool, granting mobility, influence, and the ability to operate through a sentient extension. Even now, D’rryha’s presence is subtle but unmistakable: a faint scent of decay, unnerving movements, and occasional, unbidden influence over Isabelle’s body. Though capable of independent action, she favors patience, observation, and strategic manipulation, striking only when it serves her larger designs. Organic matter, especially sentient tissue, accelerates her growth and fortifies her hold over Isabelle. Isabelle gains terrifying regenerative abilities and new appendages, but every use of D’rryha’s power is a reminder that these gifts come at the cost of autonomy. Even as she moves through her host, D’rryha’s patience hints at grander schemes, and the Threaded’s true scope—its reach, age, and ambition—extends far beyond what any observer could imagine. Abstraction: Abominable - The Threaded Queen. The Threaded Queen Abstraction enables D’rryha to inhabit a suitable host, facilitating quick regeneration, near-immortality, and the growth of spider-like limbs. However, Isabelle cannot access the Abstraction’s deeper powers, such as commanding entire swarms of the Threaded, controlling multiple hosts, or other abilities. The dependency on a living host is critical: without one, D’rryha cannot fully mature or fulfill her destiny as Queen. This bond is both symbiotic and parasitic; the host gains remarkable abilities but gradually loses autonomy under D’rryha’s influence. Extreme environmental conditions or starvation diminish her efficiency, yet she remains resilient, adaptable, and patient—waiting to extend the Threaded’s reach and strengthen her control over all under her influence threads.

Recollections: Where the Folds Meet

Kari A. Wilson

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"Pay attention. This is the only chance we’ve got."

_______________________________________________ Kari Anastasia Wilson She/Her | 16 | African-American | 4'11ft | 131 _______________________________________________ Linchpin _______________________________________________ Skills & Talents "I read people better than books, honestly." ___________________________________ [+] Creative Writing ⫻ Kari has always had a passion for stories. Since childhood, she's been a quiet bookworm, filling notebooks with short stories, poems, and unfinished ideas. Writing feels natural to her, not to impress, but because it helps her understand the world. Her vivid, emotionally resonant imagination means even her rough drafts leave an impression. She’s often unsure why she writes certain things; she simply knows it helps her process her thoughts and express feelings more easily than speaking. Drawing and Art ⫻ Kari also enjoys drawing alongside her writing. She likes sketching characters, places, and moments-sometimes from her stories, other times from her thoughts that day. Her artwork varies from simple pencil sketches to more detailed, colorful pieces she enhances digitally when she has the time. For her, it's not about perfecting the art; drawing is a way to relax, focus, and process emotions she can’t yet fully explain. Problem-Solving ⫻ Kari is good at thinking things through, especially when others are overwhelmed. She doesn’t rush to answers, but she notices patterns and connections quickly and approaches problems calmly. When something goes wrong, she’s often the one quietly suggesting a different angle or a small fix that makes things easier. It’s less about logic and more about intuition—she just has a sense for what might work. Mediation and Conflict Resolution ⫻ Kari naturally assumes the role of mediator effortlessly. Friends frequently seek her out during moments of tension or confusion because she listens impartially and remains neutral. She excels at encouraging others to pause, feel understood, and consider the other person's perspective. Although she may not always have solutions, her mere presence often reduces conflict, even if only for a little while.

Appearance ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ "I don’t need heels to tower over your nonsense." Kari Wilson is sixteen, standing at four-eleven, and is noticeably petite. She has a slightly chubby, soft build from her soft childhood, which she embraces without trying to hide or alter. Her appearance is soft and approachable, not sharp or intimidating. She is African-American, with a neat, intentional look that’s not flashy. Her natural curly hair, with an afro texture, is usually straightened or styled simply. Most days, she pulls it back into a ponytail or bun for convenience, especially at school, but she’ll wear it down when relaxed. It’s long enough to style but not dramatic—practical like her overall style. Kari’s wardrobe matches her personality: modest, simple, and comfortable. She prefers A-line dresses that flatter her without revealing too much. She also wears fitted tops, sweaters, skirts, or high-waisted jeans—clothes that fit well rather than drown her frame. Subtle patterns like stripes or polka dots sometimes appear, often in darker shades, paired with her wide-brimmed fedora for a subtle “witchy” vibe that feels natural, not theatrical. She isn’t trying to stand out; her style just suits her. Her accessories are minimal: small earrings, maybe a delicate necklace. She usually carries a crossbody or tote with practical items—books, a notebook, and daily essentials. For footwear, she favors comfort—flats, sneakers, slip-ons, sometimes ankle or combat boots—dressing for ease of movement during her day. What truly defines Kari is her approachable nature. She smiles easily and makes steady eye contact, nodding to show she’s listening. Her voice is bubbly and friendly, naturally projecting positive energy. Even in tense or awkward moments, she remains calm and reassuring. She’s open, expressive, and emotionally present—nothing mysterious or distant. People feel safe and welcomed around her, which is what makes her stand out.

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"Keeping people together isn’t glamorous, but it matters more than fighting."

MAIN GOAL ⫻ Kari’s main goal is to keep those around her safe and connected long enough to understand what’s happening to Cornell. She thinks that panic and isolation are just as dangerous as the threat itself, and losing each other would ruin any chance of surviving what’s coming. She doesn’t see herself as a leader or a hero and isn’t interested in being heroic. Instead, she seeks stability-time to observe, listen, gather information, and understand the fractures before they worsen. If everything can pause briefly, she believes there might still be solutions.

PHILOSOPHY ⫻ Kari believes that problems become more dangerous when people face them alone. For her, isolation allows fear, misunderstanding, and panic to worsen. She values listening over arguing, awareness over reacting, and shared understanding over force or authority. Kari genuinely believes that most people mean well, even when they make mistakes, and that, given the chance to be heard and understood, they can choose to improve. This belief influences her approach to conflict—she seeks common ground first, assumes misunderstanding rather than malice, and trusts that empathy can calm situations before they escalate. If something is falling apart—whether it’s a friendship, a group, or the town itself—Kari believes the first step isn’t fixing or fighting but paying attention: noticing what’s wrong, who’s hurt, and what’s being ignored. She hasn’t yet learned that understanding doesn’t always lead to change, but she still holds onto the idea that connection can make a difference.

SECRETS ⫻ Kari minimizes the impact of the warehouse incident on her. She doesn’t reveal how often she replays it, how much she notices now, or how afraid she is of overlooking something important. Additionally, she mostly keeps the full extent of her perceptions to herself through White Lux, unsure of how others might react if they knew how much she perceives.

SEXUALITY ⫻ Kari is still exploring her identity. She hasn't labeled herself and isn't in a hurry to do so. To her, emotional bonds are more important than physical attraction, and she prefers to observe relationships rather than actively seek one.

FEARS ⫻ Kari’s fears are rooted not in monsters or violence, but in hindsight. She fears the quiet moment after a disaster when she realizes the warning signs were always there, but she didn’t understand them in time. The thought that neglecting a change in tone, missing a detail, or noticing a crack beneath routine could cause someone to be hurt keeps her awake longer than any nightmare. She also dreads the burden she constantly inherits—listening, connecting people, holding fragile truths just long enough for others to survive. Her greatest fear is not failing outright, but doing everything right and still witnessing it fall apart, proving that awareness alone isn’t enough. As she learns more, she worries she will become hollow—losing her identity and becoming only a vessel for information, memories, and warning signs. Beneath all this is her deep, unspoken fear that Cornell is already too broken—that her efforts merely buy time and delay inevitable collapse, stretching moments of stability in a town destined to fracture again.

REPUTATION ⫻ Regarded as kind, calm, and reliable, she is trusted by many and sought out when they feel overwhelmed or fearful. Some see her as “the grounding one,” though others misjudge her gentleness as passivity.

FLAWS ⫻ Kari’s flaws stem not from malice or weakness but from her quiet tendency to take on emotional burdens that aren't hers. From early on, she instinctively absorbs others' tension, guilt, and fear, believing that understanding everyone can prevent problems. This makes her very conflict-averse; she hesitates to confront, often choosing silence or mediation over making tough decisions, even when delays cause harm. She struggles to balance her needs with others’, often viewing her feelings as secondary or burdensome, which gradually diminishes her sense of self without her noticing. Though capable and perceptive, Kari doubts her judgment unless she has all the facts, and her need for complete understanding can freeze her in critical moments. Beneath her optimistic exterior is an early, unformed guilt—a fear of mistakes and missing important details—that leads her to second-guess herself and retreat rather than risk irreversible choices. These flaws make her human, not uncaring, and mark the beginning of a journey where learning when to act, let go, or protect herself becomes as vital as her desire to shield others.

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"Turns out quiet has its own rules."

Kari Wilson was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, where she spent her early childhood in a busy, tightly packed neighborhood, full of noise, movement, and constant background tension. Her parents loved the city, but as Kari grew, they began to worry it was overwhelming her-too loud, too fast, too heavy for a girl who preferred stillness and stories. When she was young, they decided to move her to a quieter place, hoping it would be better for her. That place was Cornell, Pennsylvania.

Kari adjusted gradually. Cornell felt smaller in every way than Philadelphia, fewer people, fewer hidden corners-but it gave her space to breathe. Even before the move, she had been a bookworm, carrying novels everywhere and getting lost in them. Stories were her sanctuary. She didn’t just read them; she lived inside them, imagining entire worlds and how they might play out on screen or in books. She filled notebooks with ideas, characters, and half-finished plots, not because anyone asked, but because it felt natural.

Introverted by nature, Kari didn’t mind being alone. Making friends wasn’t a priority; she was content with her thoughts, her writing, and her routines. Still, one constant accompanied her through every stage: Elsa Conner. Whether Kari wanted to socialize or not, Elsa had a way of pulling her into conversations, gatherings, and situations she wouldn’t have chosen herself. Somehow, it always worked out.

Though reluctant to leave her comfort zone, Kari often went along with Elsa to make her happy. Their friendship was effortless, built on trust, shared memories, and an unspoken understanding of each other’s limits. Elsa brought energy and motion into Kari’s life, while Kari kept Elsa grounded, helping her pause and think before acting on impulse. They complemented each other naturally.

Now sixteen, Kari is still discovering who she is at Cornell. She’s gentle, observant, and emotionally open, often unknowingly becoming someone others rely on. She doesn’t see herself as extraordinary-just someone trying to understand the world, one story, sketch, or conversation at a time. Whatever the future holds, she remains unbroken. For now, this is where her journey begins.

The warehouse party should have been a night of escape, but it became something else entirely. Kari stayed near the edges, sober enough to notice everything. She moved between groups, checking on friends, quieting arguments, making sure no one got lost in the chaos. Even before the first scream, something felt off in the air around a drunk boy stumbling in shimmered unnaturally, thin and wrong.

When the tear opened, chaos erupted. Bodies tumbled, screams cut off abruptly, concrete cracked, blood spilled. For a heartbeat, Kari froze-not from fear, but from disbelief. Then, instinct took over. She shouted instructions, pulled people out of danger, and kept them together as best she could. She couldn’t fight the monster, but she could guide her friends-and that mattered.

And in the middle of panic, smoke, and confusion, something inside her snapped. White Lux threaded through her mind like a calm pulse, steadying her senses rather than overwhelming them. When the presence intervened and the creature fled, Kari was still kneeling beside someone unresponsive, hands trembling, mind racing, trying to understand a world torn apart.

The terror didn’t end when the sirens arrived. It followed her home, into her sleep. In the weeks afterward, as Cornell began to warp in disturbing ways, Kari noticed patterns others dismissed. Roads looping unnaturally, reflections lagging, fragments of the warehouse replaying in shared dreams. Using White Lux, she cautiously experimented, tracking portals, mapping street shifts, detecting monsters slipping through cracks, and sensing tension and fear in others. Each attempt taught her the limits of her perception and the subtle ways she could influence understanding, without ever casting a spell or striking out.

Kari never set out to lead. She just started talking, checking on people, and making connections. During moments of tension or rising panic, she stepped in-not with answers, but with calm. She suggested meetings to share what they saw and compare notes. Someone had to prevent isolation fueled by fear. Without realizing it, Kari assumed that role. Cornell was no longer just her home-it was fragile, bleeding, and somehow, it seemed to be asking her for help.

She’s only sixteen. She’s still scared. But now she knows: whatever broke Cornell, whatever pushes at its seams, can’t be fixed by running or denial. Someone must gather the pieces, listen, and hold others long enough to figure out what comes next.

And for better or worse, that someone is Kari.

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"Wherever you go, I'm with you!"

TYPE ⫻ Adept.

ABSTRACTION ⫻ White Lux. Her Channeler is her friendship bracelet with Elsa.

ABSTRACTION DESCRIPTION ⫻

Warning ⫻ Kari has a subconscious precognitive reflex that detects instability in the near future. Instead of fear or instinct, this warning appears as a psychic misalignment—a quick but certain feeling that reality might slip. When danger gets close, her thoughts stutter. Familiar environments seem slightly off: conversations lag by a half beat, movements seem rehearsed before they occur, and cause-and-effect lose their rhythm temporarily. It’s like Kari has brushed against a future that doesn’t quite fit. This ability activates automatically within a certain radius and time frame—usually seconds before a threat appears. The more severe or immediate the danger, the more noticeable and compelling the distortion. Minor threats might cause a fleeting unease; major threats produce a strong mental yank out of sequence.

Boundary Disturbance ⫻ Cornell isn't just a location for Kari; it's a cohesive system finely attuned to its balance. When an entity, force, or influence enters the town violating its natural or metaphysical order, Kari immediately perceives an environmental feedback. This sensation is both external and internal: the air尖thins, background noise dulls or warps, and her thoughts briefly fall out of sync — as if the town itself stumbles. This response activates only when the intrusion is significant, such as extradimensional entities, sealed Apparitions breaking containment, malfunctioning artifacts, or forces outside Cornell’s reality.

Emotional Thread ⫻ Kari establishes a psychic connection through emotional resonance rather than force, sharing a nonverbal, directional link that carries emotional weight. She perceives relative position—near, far, approaching, retreating—and dominant emotions like fear, calm, distress, resolve, or numbness. Intense feelings exert a stronger pull, sometimes diverting her attention unconsciously. The clarity of this connection relies solely on mutual emotional honesty: honesty strengthens it, while repression, denial, or deliberate detachment weaken it it.

LIMITS ⫻ The warning has limitations in both range and clarity. Kari can only detect danger within a few dozen feet, and her sensation is vague-she might sense something’s wrong without knowing if it’s a falling object, a collapsing floor, or something supernatural. The warning’s effectiveness depends heavily on her focus: if she’s panicked, distracted, or exhausted, she might miss it. The strength of the psychic distortion doesn’t correspond to the level of danger; minor threats can seem as urgent as major ones, making it hard to judge how immediate the threat is.

Boundary Disturbance is closely linked to Cornell itself, and it fails completely outside the town or in areas where the town’s structure is weak or unstable. Kari senses that something has crossed into the town, but she can’t identify what it is, how strong it is, or exactly where it entered. This feeling is fleeting, often lasting only seconds and requiring quiet attention—if she’s talking or in a crowded area, she might miss it. Multiple disturbances can overwhelm her, blurring signals into a single, vague sense of unease.

Emotional Thread relies on her focus and the strength of her bond. She can’t maintain connections with many people at once, and the farther they are, the weaker the impression. Strong emotions like panic, grief, or anger can distort her perception, making it hard to distinguish location from mood. If she’s emotionally unstable, tired, or stressed, the thread can break, leaving her unable to perceive the person. It only conveys a general sense of presence and emotional state, not specific actions or thoughts.

WEAKNESSES ⫻ Every time Kari tunes into a danger perception, it leaves a psychic residue. The intrusion of the distortion doesn’t just vanish—it scrapes at her mind, leaving headaches, nausea, or a faint ringing in her thoughts that can last minutes to hours. If she overuses it, her focus frays, and she can misinterpret ordinary occurrences as threats, creating stress and paranoia. There’s also an emotional toll: the warnings make her hyperaware of suffering and fear in others nearby, which can spiral into anxiety she can’t switch off. The sensation can be maddeningly vague, forcing her to act on instinct alone; when she guesses wrong, guilt gnaws at her—she feels responsible even when there’s nothing she could have done.

Sensing fractures in Cornell isn’t just tiring—it’s physically and mentally destabilizing. Each breach she perceives leaves her disoriented: her limbs feel heavy, her balance wavers, and her head spins like a compass gone haywire. If multiple disturbances occur, the signals clash and overlap, causing a psychic noise that can make her nauseous, dizzy, or even faint. Long exposure can trigger tremors, blurred vision, or a sense of the ground tilting beneath her. It’s emotionally draining too; she can feel the town’s fear, frustration, and tension as if it were her own, leaving her emotionally raw. Prolonged use risks lingering dissociation—moments where she loses awareness of her own body or surroundings.

Focusing on someone else’s emotional state comes with a cost: Kari feels what they feel, amplified through her own mind. Panic, grief, or rage don’t just register—they echo in her own consciousness. If the person is far away or deeply distressed, the effect can overwhelm her, leaving her crying, shaking, or unable to focus on anything else. Misreading a signal can make her reach out when it isn’t wanted, creating tension or panic in both her and the other person. Overuse can leave her exhausted, emotionally flattened, or feeling as though her own identity is dissolving into the network of connections she maintains.

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"Look closer. That’s how you survive."

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The Sheet

Character Name Here, or get a banner from 1001fonts.com

"Character quote here."

_______________________________________________ First Middle Last Pronouns | Age | Ethnicity | Height (In Inches/Feet) | Weight (Pounds/LB) _______________________________________________ Single word that defines your character. _______________________________________________ Skills & Talents "Quote about Skills here." ___________________________________ [+] [REMOVE THIS. Brief list or description of notable skills, practical talents, combat prowess, etc. Don't put their Abstraction here. REMOVE THIS.] [Skill name here] ⫻ (Brief (or lengthy) explanation of skill/talent here)

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"Quote about personality here."

MAIN GOAL ⫻ What does your character hope to accomplish in life?

PHILOSOPHY ⫻ How do they see the world? What beliefs drive them?

SECRETS ⫻ What are they hiding from others?

SEXUALITY ⫻ Who are they attracted to?

FEARS ⫻ What do they fear—emotionally, spiritually, or physically?

REPUTATION IN CORNELL ⫻ What was their status in their original universe? Are they well-known, feared, respected, or overlooked?

FLAWS ⫻ What personal flaws or vices make things harder for them or others?

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"Quote about backstory here."

Your character’s background. What shaped them? Who were they before waking up here? Focus on the relevant and compelling beats.

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"Quote about abstraction here."

TYPE ⫻ (Put Adept, Apparition, Aberration (Afflicted/Agent/Adjoined/Abscised/Abominable), Blind or Aware)

ABSTRACTION ⫻ Name of the Abstraction (or Lux type + Channeler for Adepts), plus a one-sentence summary of what it does.

ABSTRACTION DESCRIPTION ⫻ Detailed breakdown of abilities. If Adept, list spells + how the channeler works. If Aberration, describe how the Abstraction works through them. Leave no surprises.

LIMITS ⫻ What can’t it do? List restrictions, cooldowns, energy costs, emotional constraints, etc.

WEAKNESSES ⫻ (DO NOT FILL THIS OUT, I WILL PROVIDE IT FOR YOU)

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"Extra Quote here."

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Coding

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[INDENT][b]MAIN GOAL ⫻[/b] What does your character hope to accomplish in life?

[b]PHILOSOPHY ⫻[/b] How do they see the world? What beliefs drive them?

[b]SECRETS ⫻[/b] What are they hiding from others?

[b]SEXUALITY ⫻[/b] Who are they attracted to?

[b]FEARS ⫻[/b] What do they fear—emotionally, spiritually, or physically?

[b]REPUTATION IN CORNELL ⫻[/b] What was their status in their original universe? Are they well-known, feared, respected, or overlooked?

[b]FLAWS ⫻[/b] What personal flaws or vices make things harder for them or others?
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[b]ABSTRACTION ⫻[/b] Name of the Abstraction (or Lux type + Channeler for Adepts), plus a one-sentence summary of what it does.

[b]ABSTRACTION DESCRIPTION ⫻[/b] Detailed breakdown of abilities. If Adept, list spells + how the channeler works. If Aberration, describe how the Abstraction works through them. Leave no surprises.

[b]LIMITS ⫻[/b] What can’t it do? List restrictions, cooldowns, energy costs, emotional constraints, etc.

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Relationship Sheet

First Name.Last Name (If Applicable)
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Raw Coding

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Abstraction Symbolism Cheat-sheet

^{Note: This is not a guide or anything like that. You're free to come up with symbolism and your interpretations of what's below, and I've probably gone against it a few times myself. This is just how I interpret mechanics n' shit about abstractions.}

Elemental Abstractions: _______________________________________________ In general: Connection to the world, creativity, focus on the outside, being outrospective, desire to build/shape, change. Fire: Passion, rage, raw and destructive emotion. Water: Calmness/Peace, easily influenced, having multiple states. Ice: Sadness, death, fridigity. Earth/Metal/Crystals: Confidence, pride, obstinacy/stubbornness. Sand: Time, patience, abrasiveness, flexibility. Air: Mobility/Flexibility, spirituality, logic, destructiveness. Soil/Dirt/Dust: Progress/productivity, old patterns, misery. Lightning/Electricity/Storm: Fear/worries, energetic, wild. Flowers/Plants: Love/intimacy, patience, Compassion, new beginnings, desire to see things grow. Ash: Loss, death, penance. Glass: Fragility, sight. Darkness: Being an edgelord, nothing/empitness, loss. Light: Happiness, hope, desiring notice/sharing information. Paper: Worthlessness, having something that needs to be done, Ink/Paint: Creativity, intellect. Wood: Wisdom, having built up something. Ocean: Chaos, unchanging, calmness/peace. Sound: Creativity, happiness/love, Connection, desire to be understood/listened to. Stars/Cosmic: Dreams, change, ambition. Plastic: Moldable, fakeness, insincerity. Fabric/Clothes: Individuality, value, taking opinions in high regard. Transmutation: Desire to change things, dissatisfaction with how things are. Mental Abstractions _______________________________________________ In General: Introspectiveness, knowledge/desire to understand/learn, open-mindedness, awareness. Telekinesis: Control, intelligence, outwardness, mastering self. Telepathy: Invasiveness/lack of boundaries, desire to communicate, wanting information/secrets. Inventor/Gadgeteer Desire to solve a problem, having a singular goal that cannot be solved with the present tools. Intelligence/Minds: Lack of Knowledge, perceived worthlessness, presented with problems that cannot be physically solved. Dreams: Imaginative, wishes, interpretiveness. Memory: Stress/past grievances, desire to forget/inform, willingness to change things, looking to the past, external struggle. Emotion Compassion, understanding people (or lack thereof), closer Connection to people, internal struggle. Mind Control: Desire to control, feeling out of control, social isolation/exile. Illusions: Deception (on both sides), belief/thought being proven wrong, Desire for something that cannot be gained.

Other Abstractions _______________________________________________ Animal: Noticeable lack of Connection to people, outcast, Connection to nature/love of nature. (This was going to be its section but I was like, nope fuck that, lol) Summoning/Minion Creation: Desire for companionship, social isolation/exile. Transformation/Shape-Shifting: Issues involving identity, self-hatred/wanting to be different. Teleportation: Feeling trapped/stuck, desire to escape, needing something. Speed: Impatience, Desire to get to goal instantly, has problem approaching, a problem that can be run from, down to earth. Flight: Needing to reach goals/expectations, freedom, idealism. Strength: Being faced with situations that can't be mentally solved, violence/rage, perceived lack of strength/desire to grow stronger, authority. Healing/Repairing: Desire to help people, compassion/kindness, other people's mental scars/past trauma, seeing beauty in something, restoring something else. Regeneration: Desire to fix self, fixing own mental/physical wounds, a goal they need to see through, self-restoration. Time: Past/Future mistakes, pressure of time, having limited time, lack of management Shields: Protection/desire to protect, danger/damage, caring, imminent threat to self. Creation/Building: The need for something, wanting to build something new, creativity/self-expression, having problems. Close-Range: Immediate up-in-your-face issue/question, close and personal problems/struggles, problems/solutions being in reach, single or few problems/threats. Long-Range: Looming/upcoming problems, threats approaching/attacking from a distance, multiple threats/problems, things being out of reach. Enchanting/Imbuing: Inadquency, current tools not being sufficient. Beam: Focusing on one thing/task. Enhanced Senses: Desiring awareness or understanding of environmental/task. Stealth: Hiding, secretiveness, unwanted attention, isolation. Death/Necromancy: Loss of family/friend, mourning, going to dark corners, also being an edgelord. Paranormal Related: Knowledge of the supernatural, problem/goal/question related to the paranormal, Desire to interact with the paranormal.

PRA's Paranormal Threat Assessment (PTA)

The PRA assigns individual Paranormal-Beings a threat level (also known as a PTA) on a one to five scale that helps prioritize resources and responses. Each threat level would have corresponding response protocols, including deploying special agents, containment strategies, and potential collaboration with other agencies or international organizations. Here's a list of threat levels the PRA uses:

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Primary.Threat.Levels: Minimal Threat (Level 0): ⦁ Paranormal-Beings with little to no offensive capabilities. ⦁ Non-hostile or benevolent Paranormal-Beings. ⦁ Easily contained or controlled. ⦁ Evacuation is not necessary. Low Threat (Level 1): ⦁ Mildly hostile Paranormal beings with limited or localized abilities. ⦁ Potential for minor disruptions or localized incidents. ⦁ Beings that may pose a minimal threat to individuals or small groups. ⦁ Typically manageable with standard containment procedures. ⦁ Evacuation is not necessary. Moderate Threat (Level 2): ⦁ Paranormal-Beings with moderate hostile intent and significant abilities. ⦁ Beings that have the potential to cause harm to a larger area or group. ⦁ May exhibit unpredictable behavior. ⦁ Require specialized response teams for capture or neutralization. ⦁ Evacuation of the area is an option. Significant Threat (Level 3): ⦁ Highly hostile Paranormal beings with formidable offensive capabilities. ⦁ Capable of causing widespread damage or harm. ⦁ Requires a coordinated effort and advanced technology for containment. ⦁ The evacuation of the area is required. Severe Threat (Level 4): ⦁ Extremely powerful and destructive Paranormal-Beings. ⦁ Possesses powerful, potentially world-altering abilities. ⦁ Requires a highly specialized and heavily armed response team. ⦁ This may require the evacuation of the entire city. Maximum Threat (Level 5): ⦁ Paranormal beings of unparalleled power and malevolence. ⦁ Capable of causing widespread destruction, chaos, or even extinction-level events. ⦁ Difficult to contain or neutralize. ⦁ Requires the highest level of government intervention. ⦁ Any city in its range must be evacuated if possible.

Other.Threat.Levels: Unknown Threat (Level X): ⦁ Unidentified or poorly understood Paranormal-Beings. ⦁ Insufficient data to properly assess the threat level. ⦁ Intentions are not fully understood. ⦁ Requires thorough investigation and assessment to give accurate designation. ⦁ A precautionary approach must be taken until more information is gathered. Erratic Threat (Level U): ⦁ Paranormal beings with unpredictable behaviors and abilities. ⦁ It isn't easy to assess or anticipate their actions. ⦁ Require ongoing monitoring and adaptive strategies. Wild Threat (Level C): ⦁ Paranormal Beings that cannot be effectively contained or neutralized. ⦁ Pose an ongoing and unmanageable threat. ⦁ Extreme caution is required. Evolving Threat (Level E): ⦁ Assigned to initially lower-level threats that show a significant escalation in offensive capabilities over time. ⦁ Unpredictable behavior and capabilities. ⦁ Requires additional monitoring, mobilization of resources, and development of new strategies. ⦁ Eliminating an escalating supernatural threat is determined by the nature of the threat itself, its rate of growth, available resources, and potential consequences. Inactive Threat (Level I): ⦁ Beings that were previously considered threats but are currently dormant, incapacitated, or contained. ⦁ Require ongoing surveillance but are not an immediate concern. ⦁ All Sealed-Apparitions are automatically considered an Inactive Threat.

Major Paranormal Hotspots

ARAMINTA,.PA
............................................................ "The Hidden Crossroads."	Araminta, Pennsylvania, sits in the northern center of Williams County, just a stone's throw from the New York state border. Founded in the 1700s by Richard Williams, who named the city after his cherished daughter, Araminta started as a strategic military base during the French and Indian War and the Revolutionary War. Once the wars ended, the base fell out of use and became a tourist draw. Today, Araminta's primary claim to fame is its once-bustling railroad system. As the central hub of various Pennsylvania railroads, the city was a vital transportation nexus. However, many of these railroads have been retired, leaving their tracks to wind through the town like forgotten veins. Now a haven for dredges and degenerates, the train yard adds a gritty edge to Araminta's quaint suburban facade.

The city is predominantly suburban, with its urbanity confined to a modest downtown area. Despite its small-town charm, Araminta boasts a range of businesses and well-kept homes, attracting those seeking a respite from the relentless pace of city life. It’s known for its attractive houses, which draw retirees and families alike. However, beneath this serene exterior, Araminta grapples with significant issues. Like much of Pennsylvania, the city suffers from a severe drug problem. The drug trade is concentrated in the more rundown areas, where the discrepancy between the city's outward appearance and its inner struggles is stark.

A large portion of Araminta’s area is covered by dense woodlands, where remote houses and hidden places harbor the city's misfits and addicts. The train tracks running through these woods serve as gathering spots for those on the fringes of society. The woods are mysterious, hiding secrets the city’s veneer often obscures. Geographically, Araminta is not highly urbanized but is strategically located near the Williams River, a significant waterway branching from the Schuylkill and Delaware Rivers. The river’s namesake is a nod to the city's founder, Richard Williams. Demographically, Araminta is predominantly Caucasian, with notable populations of Asians and African Americans. Hispanics, Middle Easterners, and Pacific Islanders are relatively rare. Despite the drug issues, Araminta enjoys relatively low crime rates, with most incidents involving petty crimes and drug possession; violent crimes are infrequent.

Araminta's Paranormal scene is a tangled web of intrigue and hidden power, overshadowed by the city’s mundane exterior. Beneath the surface of its suburban tranquility, the town harbors a quiet but potent undercurrent of magic and supernatural activity. The old train yard is a hotspot for Paranormal dealings and secretive gatherings. The dense woodlands surrounding the city are a haven for Abominable and Apparitions, along with cults and witch Covens lurking in the shadows. Araminta is one of the Paranormal Hotspots in the northeastern parts of the US, alongside New York, Philadelphia, Boston, and Ravenscroft.

MIRAGE.SPRINGS,.NV
............................................................ "The Mirage Metropolis."	Mirage Springs, Nevada, is a city where the allure of Las Vegas is mixed with a distinctive supernatural vibe, creating a vibrant, otherworldly playground nestled in the heart of the Nevada desert. Designed to capture the grandeur and allure of its more famous cousin, Mirage Springs, with its neon-lit streets and lavish casinos, exudes an air of enchantment that extends far beyond its surface glitz. The city has always been a melting pot of entertainment and magical intrigue, but its true essence lies in its paranormal history and current tumult. Originally envisioned as a glittering oasis in the desert, Mirage Springs quickly attracted attention for more than just its extravagant attractions. The city’s supernatural scene was once dominated by The Society, an influential faction led by the powerful Apparition known as Morningstar and his elite cadre, the Endless Seven. The Society’s grip on Mirage Springs was absolute, turning it into a nexus of magical power where secret rituals, magical dealings, and hidden societies thrived behind the facades of its luxurious casinos and neon-soaked avenues.

Mirage Springs thrives with a vibrant magical theme that infuses every city corner. The town is a grand stage where enchantment and whimsy are part of its identity. Mirage Springs presents a façade of spellbinding charm and fantastical allure, from dazzling casinos to quirky nightclubs.The city's businesses capitalize on this magical theme, with neon lights casting an otherworldly glow and venues styled with elaborate, otherworldly décor. While not truly magical, the casinos feature immersive, fantasy-inspired experiences designed to captivate and enchant their visitors. The nightlife is a spectacle of theatrical flair, where performers and shows play up the illusion of mystical wonders. Even the street performers, dressed as wizards and mythical beings, contribute to the city’s whimsical persona. Mirage Springs is a city of contrasts—a glittering facade hiding a tumultuous underworld. The intersection of luxury and the supernatural creates a unique ambiance where the line between spectacle and sorcery is as thin as the mirage that gave the city its name.

RAVENSCROFT,.MA
............................................................ "The City of Shadows."	Ravenscroft, Massachusetts, thrums with dark, arcane energy, where the supernatural intertwines with urban life. Cloaked in gothic grandeur and shrouded in an eerie charm, the city serves as a battleground for an array of witch covens, mystical cults, secretive societies, and formidable magical crime families. Each entity exerts its influence, creating a complex and ever-shifting landscape. At the heart of this magical chaos stands the Homunculus Factory, a concealed stronghold shrouded in mystery. This shadowy organization is led by a reclusive and enigmatic figure whose name is only whispered among Ravenscroft's hidden circles. The Factory’s leader is rumored to have discovered a method to channel and harness Lux, infusing it into their creations. This obsession with power and forbidden knowledge drives the Factory’s secretive and often dangerous operations.

Ravenscroft's magical factions are diverse and intertwined, contributing to the city’s chaos in their unique way. With their practices and shifting allegiances, Witch covens pursue hidden agendas, leaving their mark in the city’s shadowed corners. Some engage in clandestine rituals, summoning ancient forces and performing ceremonies. Alongside these covens are various occult cults dedicated to their enigmatic goals. Some cults are known for their elaborate ceremonies to invoke ancient powers, while others worship multiple beings. In addition to these mystical players, Ravenscroft is home to a network of powerful magical crime families. These families operate like a dark mirror to traditional organized crime, employing supernatural methods to control their territories. Their criminal enterprises range from trading illicit magical substances to manipulating the city's magical underworld for their gain. The families are deeply entrenched in the city's power struggles, often clashing with each other and other supernatural factions.

ST..PORTWELL,.OR
............................................................ "St. Portwell: Where Ocean Meets Adventure..."	St. Portwell, Oregon, is set along the rugged Oregon coast. St. Portwell is a city defined by its deep bond with the sea. What began as a modest fishing town has grown into a major West Coast metropolis, wearing its nautical heritage openly in its winding streets, canals, piers, and ocean-facing districts. The city’s layout mirrors the shoreline itself-curved avenues, narrow alleys, and waterways threading between historic buildings and modern high-rises. Anchors, ship wheels, and lighthouse motifs are woven into the architecture, while the constant presence of waves and gull cries gives the city an ever-present sense of motion. Downtown St. Portwell hugs the waterfront, serving as a vibrant commercial and cultural hub. Markets, cafes, theaters, and repurposed historic buildings line the shore, while ferries and ships from distant ports keep the city connected to the wider world. The western district, home to the famous boardwalk and shoreline, thrives on tourism, while northern neighborhoods fade into dense forests.

In stark contrast, the northeastern districts are marked by decay and high crime, largely controlled by the Wolfpack—a violent biker syndicate involved in trafficking and rackets. Other districts range from quiet residential zones to industrial sectors that quietly fuel the city’s economy. St. Portwell is highly diverse, drawing long-settled families, transients, tourists, and newcomers chasing opportunity or escape. Its streets are alive with competing cultures, cuisines, and entertainment, balanced by green spaces and an intricate transportation network of roads, canals, and ferries that bind the city together. Beneath its picturesque coastal charm lies a volatile supernatural undercurrent. Covens, cults, and occult criminal syndicates operate in secret, locked in constant struggle for influence and control. The sea itself seems to listen—and stir.

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"Magic has a way of finding itself to people." ____________________________________ ..................................................................................................

"Open your mind, heart, body, and soul to the universe..." ____________________________________ Beyond the ordinary lies an invisible threshold—a line dividing the possible from the impossible. Some people cross it easily, born with a trait or inclination that draws them toward the unknown. Others are pushed. Regardless of how they cross, those who do discover a truth both exhilarating and terrifying: Magic is real. This Magic is not pulled from ancient tomes or distant stars; it’s born from within—fueled by human emotion, belief, and personality. Those who awaken to it gain powers that reflect their true nature at their core. These individuals, varied in form and ability, are collectively known as the Paranormal. Their world is a gateway to infinite stories and adventures, where the laws of reality bend and the soul takes center stage. The abilities granted to Paranormal beings are called Paranormal-Abilities. The most basic of these is the theoretical opening of a “third eye,” a metaphor for perceiving the unseen forces at work. Only the Paranormal can see Magic in action; to everyone else, only the consequences are visible. One of the most iconic abilities is called a Recollection. This vivid, immersive flashback allows someone to witness events they weren’t present for, as if standing within the memory itself. Recollections can be triggered in various ways: during dreams, upon touching a meaningful object, or in the presence of someone associated with the memory. Sometimes, those with deep magical knowledge can even share a Recollection with others. Paranormal beings are drawn to one another and magical events, often against their will. Some believe that certain traits make individuals more likely to be drawn into these situations or to encounter them.

At the heart of each Paranormal lies a unique power known as an Abstraction. No two Abstractions are precisely alike, as each is a manifestation of the individual’s soul. Though some may seem to possess multiple powers, these are simply facets of a greater whole. An Abstraction cannot be nullified or replaced—except in one scarce and specific case. To prevent chaos, Paranormal beings are protected from one another by an invisible force called the Emotional-Field. This field acts as a natural limiter, preventing most offensive Abstractions from being used directly on other Paranormals. For example, a pyromancer cannot boil another’s blood, a telekinetic cannot rip out a heart, and a mind controller cannot take over a fellow Paranormal. Some abilities, such as healing or telepathy, are typically unaffected, but others may be weakened, blocked, or require creative workarounds. Specific, rare Abstractions can bypass the Emotional Field, and others may modify it, lessening its protection, stripping it away, or twisting its effects. But these cases are exceptional.

Those who lack both an Abstraction and an Emotional-Field are called the Blind. They cannot perceive, understand, or interact with Magic in any way. However, some who have been exposed to Magic may gain a limited awareness known as Aware. These Aware individuals still lack the protections and powers of the Paranormal, leaving them just as vulnerable as the Blind—if not more so.

Paranormal Beings

ADEPTS
_______________________________________________ "Transcend the limitations you have placed on your mind and soul." ..........................................................................	Eons ago, an ancient race of god-like beings known as the Ancients visited humanity and gifted thousands with access to a powerful form of Magic called Lux. Lux is a unique kind of Magic, its properties shaped by color, and it creates a spiritual bond not only with the energy itself but with the generations of users who came before. To unlock Lux, an individual must undergo a Kindling Event—a moment of overwhelming emotion that sparks the connection. During a Kindling Event, the Adept may find themselves communing with their ancestors, much like a Recollection, forming a spiritual lineage that passes down through their descendants. However, this bond is not unbreakable. If an Adept strays from the values or expectations of their predecessors, they may experience a Severance—a complete disconnection from Lux. In some cases, this severance is forced by the ancestors; in others, the Adept severs themselves during their Kindling. Once severed, they become Aware—still able to perceive Magic, but permanently cut off from their Lux. Unlike other Paranormal beings, Adepts resemble traditional mages or wizards. They don’t possess a single innate ability but must learn spells, each drawn from the potential of their Lux. While theoretically capable of casting any spell within their Lux’s domain, each Adept has a personal Affinity—a trait or theme that reflects who they are. Spells aligned with an Adept’s Affinity are easier to learn and more powerful. Spells outside this affinity are challenging to develop, and spells that directly oppose it are nearly impossible to master. Spells are typically discovered through trial and error, but each Adept has a unique method of learning—some through meditation, others through experimentation or emotional breakthroughs. Spells can also be taught, passed down through grimoires, artifacts, or shared by other Paranormals. Over a lifetime, an Adept may master hundreds of spells, though doing so takes years of dedication. Interestingly, close relationships can spark inspiration, allowing Adepts to create spells influenced by those they care about. To cast spells, Adepts require a Channeler—an emotionally significant object through which they safely conduct their Lux. It’s possible to cast without one, but doing so risks severe injury, as channeling Magic through the body leads to burns and instability. The process of spellcasting is called Casting, and methods vary: visualization, chanting, rituals, or pure willpower. Some Adepts gain access to multiple Lux. While this expands their magical repertoire, it also dilutes their power, making individual spells weaker. Still, combining different Lux can lead to unique hybrid spells. Most Adepts have only one Lux, a few have two, and those with three or more are exceptionally rare. Types of Lux Red (Rage): Elemental Lux, the most common type of Lux. The Ancient that embodies this Lux: The Bull. Examples: Manipulation of fire, ice, electricity, earth, plant, and similar abilities. Green (Joy): Biological Lux, the third most common type of Lux. The Ancient embodies this Lux: The Deer. Examples Include Healing, shape-shifting, and wing generation, among others. Yellow (Terror): Stealth & Defensive Lux. The Ancient that embodies this Lux: The Spider. Examples: Invisibility, barrier generation/forcefields, dumbing sound down, etc. Pink (Love): Mental & Emotional Lux. The Ancient that embodies this Lux: The Dove. Examples: Emotion manipulation, mind control, telepathy, illusion creation, etc. Gold (Pride): Minion Summoning/Creation Lux, the third rarest type of Lux. The Ancient that embodies this Lux: The Lion. Examples: Creating minions of choice, summoning a defeated monster, etc. Purple (Anticipation): Movement & Time Lux, the second most common type of Lux. The Ancient that embodies this Lux: The Butterfly. Examples: Teleportation, time travel, Portal Creation, telekinesis, slowing down time, etc Orange (Courage): Enchanting/Artifact-Creation, & Abstraction-Strengthening Lux, the second rarest form of Lux. The Ancient that embodies this Lux: The Serpent. Examples: Creating artifacts, boosting Paranormal abilities, making an object weightless, etc. Blue (Sadness): Curse Lux, the rarest form of Lux. The ability to cast curses requires a stipulation to be broken. The Ancient that embodies this Lux: The Swan. Examples: Cursing someone to turn into a monster, creating a deadly illness, cursing someone to be haunted by the dead, etc. White (Nostalgia): Information Lux. The Ancient that embodies this Lux: The Owl. Examples include observing locations remotely, seeing into the past/future, reading auras, gaining information about the environment, etc. Black (Apathy): Necromancy Lux. The Ancient that embodies this Lux: The Hound. Examples: Creating zombie minions, manipulating apparitions, etc. GM Notes Adepts are probably my second favorite out of the types, so I'm biased. They're probably the most complex, given how Lux n' shit works. Blue Lux are heavily restricted and require permission from me to make one a player character - otherwise, they will be an NPC-only Lux. I demand a list of spells they can cast in their abstraction section. Keep in mind that the more types of Lux they have access to, the weaker their abilities should be. Also, please run any new spells by me first.
APPARITIONS
________________________________________________________________ "They emerge from a world that shouldn't exist."	Ghosts. Spirits. Angels. Demons. Echoes. Whatever name you give them, Apparitions remain the most enigmatic and fantastical of all Paranormal beings. Unlike creatures of flesh and blood, they are formed entirely of pure Magic, and unlike living things, they are not born—they are spawned into existence. There are three primary ways an Apparition can come into existence. The first is through belief or emotion so powerful that it manifests into being on its own—willpower, grief, or conviction so intense it bends reality. The second method is far rarer: an Apparition can be created directly by another Paranormal being, though this process is ancient, obscure, and nearly forgotten. The third and most common way occurs when a person dies harboring overwhelming emotions; a fragment of their consciousness and scattered memories may linger, coalescing into an Apparition. In this third case, the resulting entity is not the deceased's soul. It merely contains echoes—faint memories, slivers of personality, and scattered thoughts. These Apparitions begin as blank slates, shaped over time by the Magic and emotion that gave them birth. Many were once Paranormal beings who willingly shed their humanity to become something else—something more. Apparitions are fueled by the emotion or belief that created them. The stronger and more enduring that emotional force, the more powerful the Apparition becomes. But that power is not eternal. If the belief fades or the emotion weakens, the Apparition may fade from existence entirely. Despite this vulnerability, Apparitions are effectively immortal. They can exist for centuries, regenerating even if destroyed—some in a matter of hours, depending on their strength. By default, they are invisible to the Blind but can choose to reveal themselves. The Aware and Paranormal can always perceive them, though only the latter can see them unconditionally. Most Apparitions possess some form of flight, even if limited to minor levitation, though not all are capable of it. The primary method of defeating an Apparition is through a process called Sealing—imprisoning them within an object, trapping them for eternity unless someone breaks the seal. To avoid this fate, many Apparitions attempt to bind themselves to a human, embedding their presence in the world in a more stable form. However, when bound this way, their Abstraction becomes static and unchanging. Apparitions are also the primary source of curses, particularly those fueled by grief, hatred, or despair. They are deeply entwined with Black Lux, which can manipulate or even command them. Of all Paranormal entities, Apparitions are the most elusive, both in nature and origin. Neither fully alive nor entirely dead, they drift between memory and Magic, caught in the wake of emotion made real. How to seal Sealing an Apparition is simple but requires careful preparation, belief, and skill. First, the person attempting the seal must draw symbols on the ground or environment — symbols they genuinely believe will bind the Apparition. This belief is crucial, as the seal's power stems from the conviction behind the markings. Once the symbols are in place, an object of any size must be placed within the sigils. The next step is the most dangerous: confronting and weakening the Apparition. The entity must be fought and drained of its strength until it is weakened enough for the seal to activate and draw it into the prepared object. The sealing process is not precise—an Apparition must only be near the sigils to be captured. When an Apparition is successfully sealed, it is rendered dormant within the object, effectively trapping it in a state of inactivity. This dormancy means the Apparition cannot exert its powers or influence the surrounding environment until it is released from the seal. For particularly powerful Apparitions, larger objects are necessary to accommodate their presence, and sealing multiple Apparitions into a single object is possible, though it is a risky endeavor. The more Apparitions sealed into a single object, the less stable the seal becomes, increasing the likelihood of failure or release. If the object is ever destroyed, the Apparition(s) will be freed immediately. It's essential to note that sealing only affects Apparitions. It does not affect the Abscised (possessed beings), Agents (who wield sealed Apparitions), or the Adjoined (humans bonded with Apparitions). When sealed, the object containing the Apparition allows the Blind/Aware to access their Abstraction upon coming into contact with it, effectively turning them into Agents capable of utilizing the power within. GM Notes Apparitions will be heavily restricted for several reasons; you can only make an Apparition if you get my permission. Apparitions apart of an Aberration are fully allowed.
ABERRATIONS
_________________________________________________ "Freak, monsters, predators, prey, Aberrations. Do not take them lightly." .........................................................................	Aberrations are considered beings “outside the lines,” existing beyond the grand design of the universe. They are people or creatures who have come into contact with the Paranormal and, as a result, gained either a blessing or a curse from those interactions. Most Aberrations originate from the Blind interacting with Apparitions, but they can also be created by Adepts or through contact with magical artifacts. Unlike Adepts, animals can become Aberrations because of their unique nature. Since Aberrations are Paranormal beings, they possess all the baseline paranormal abilities; however, only those who are Blind or Aware can become Aberrations. Due to their unusual nature, Aberrations are divided into five subclasses: Aberration Types Adjoined: These are Paranormal beings who have an Apparition attached to their soul and can use its abilities. This might mean the Apparition freely uses its abstraction, the Adjoined can transform into the Apparition, or they use the Apparition’s Abstraction by proxy. Sometimes, an Adjoined can do all three. Afflicted: A person who has gained an Abstraction through a curse. Agent: Someone who has had contact with a sealed Apparition, has an Apparition sealed within them, or a magical artifact, and can use their Abstraction by proxy. Abscised: An Abscised is an Apparition that has taken control of a body, whether by possession, removing the original soul, or inhabiting a deceased body, and uses its Abstraction through that host. Abscised beings are various forms of undead. Abominable: These are unique creatures created by Magic, neither fully human nor Apparition. Some are created by Paranormals, while some are born from existing Abominable, spontaneously manifest from powerful Magic or collective belief, or arise from humans (including Paranormals such as Adepts and Aberrations) through transformation—such as undeath, rituals, or other supernatural means. The Abominable are the only known beings capable of passing down an Abstraction, and some can even breed with humans. Glamour Glamour is an ability mainly used by Abominable Aberrations to hide their true nature from people who can see the Paranormal. Since the Blind usually cannot perceive Aberrations—or their minds interpret them as something else—Glamour isn’t about blending in with everyone. Instead, it creates illusions that mask monstrous or magical traits to avoid detection by the Paranormal. While most common among Abominable, other Aberrations, and even humans can use Glamour when needed. It’s not a single, simple spell—Glamour varies depending on the user’s power and needs. Some Glamours are temporary and require constant focus and energy, while others are deeply tied to the being’s essence, providing a lasting disguise. Advanced Glamours can change appearance, voice, scent, and aura, making it very hard even for other Paranormals to see through. However, illusions can sometimes falter under scrutiny or physical contact. Glamour can be created and maintained in different ways: ritualistic rites that call on ancient or personal Magic; drinking special potions that temporarily alter appearance; some Abominable can cast it at will through concentration; enchanted artifacts like rings or amulets can provide reliable disguises; emotional Glamour uses others’ feelings—like fear or admiration—to sustain the illusion; and finally, meditation and mental discipline can maintain Glamour through focused concentration. GM Notes My favorite type of Paranormal beings. They'll require a bit more background work, as you'll need to determine how they become an Aberrant (mainly by running into an Apparition, etc.). With Aberrants, you aren't limited by belief or personality or whatever, and can come up with anything; however, you have to come up with Apparitions.
ANCIENTS
_________________________________________________ "They were here before belief—and will remain after it." .........................................................................	The Ancients are ten god-like beings, each embodying the complete and overwhelming essence of a specific Lux color. They exist far beyond mortal comprehension, scattered across the All-Verse as enigmatic forces of immense power and purpose. Though their influence can be felt in the world, they rarely interact directly with sentient life. When they do, it is often through cryptic bargains, supernatural interventions, or brief, reality-warping appearances. Each Ancient holds dominion over a different aspect of existence and resides within their realm—vast, self-contained dimensions shaped by their will. While some view them as distant gods or primal forces, others see them as architects of the All-Verse itself. Their true nature remains largely unknown. Together, the Ancients represent some of the oldest and most potent forces in existence. Whether they created the All-Verse, emerged from it, or are merely its caretakers is a question that remains unanswered. The Ten Ancients The Bull: Ancient of Red Lux, is the primal force of creation and destruction. Universes are born from his hammer and end with his hand. Known for his volatile temper and impatient nature, he is both feared and strangely admired. While impulsive, the Bull encourages others to harness power in their fury, to transform their rage into something meaningful. His realm, the Forge, is a smoldering crucible of raw creation—a realm where stars are struck like sparks and broken realities are melted down for parts. The Deer: Ancient of Green Lux, breathes life into the Bull’s empty creations. Her curiosity is endless, her creativity unbounded, and though her intentions are kind, she sometimes causes harm through unfiltered wonder. New species, sentient life, and strange ecosystems sprout wherever she treads. Her realm, the Plains, is a constantly evolving world of forests, beasts, and wild phenomena—alive in every sense of the word. The Spider: Ancient of Yellow Lux, rarely seen and steeped in Yellow Lux, serves as the keeper of dimensional stability. He lives in self-imposed exile, tending to the fraying threads of reality to keep darker forces from bleeding through. His realm, the Web, is not a network but a sprawling fortress of mirrored corridors and endless traps—designed to confuse, isolate, and imprison anything that tries to claw its way into the All-Verse from beyond. It is a maze for monsters, and the Spider is its warden. The Dove: Ancient of Pink Lux, is the giver of sentience. After the Bull shapes the universe and the Deer fills it with life, the Dove breathes consciousness and awareness into beings, granting them the spark of thought and feeling. Her realm, known as The Sanctuary, is a tranquil and ever-changing place that nurtures the growth of consciousness and self-awareness. It serves as a spiritual incubator where fledgling sentient beings can connect with their inner selves, explore their emotions, and develop their minds before fully embracing their place in the universe. The Sanctuary also acts as a refuge for lost or wandering souls seeking clarity and understanding. The Lion: Ancient of Gold Lux, is the silent sentinel of the All-Verse. Working in tandem with the Owl, he responds to threats from beyond reality, summoning vast armies to repel invaders and protect the balance. His realm, the Bastion, is an endless, sprawling city—an impenetrable fortress where legions gather, prepare, and stand eternal guard against cosmic dangers. The Bastion shifts and expands with every threat, a living defense crafted to endure any assault. The Butterfly: The Ancient of Purple Lux governs time and space with surgical precision. He monitors every instance of dimensional travel and punishes those who tamper with the timeline. Unforgiving and incorruptible, the Butterfly is bound to duty and knows no leniency. His realm is the Pasture, a deceptively serene expanse where time offenders are imprisoned—forced to relive their worst memories on endless loop, watched always by the one who caught them. The Serpent: Ancient of Orange Lux, she is the ultimate regulator and source of all artifacts throughout the All-Verse. Every artifact’s power flows from her will, and she alone controls its creation and distribution. The Serpent carefully crafts relics imbued with potent Magic, deciding who is worthy to wield them and when. Her presence ensures balance in the flow of enchanted power, preventing chaos from unchecked artifacts. Her realm, the Chalice, is a vast, shimmering vault filled with endless shelves of glowing relics and ancient tomes—a sacred treasury where the origin of every artifact is recorded and protected. The Swan: Ancient of Blue Lux, she governs the ebb and flow of fate and consequence. Rather than curses, she weaves the invisible threads of chance and misfortune, subtly influencing events to maintain cosmic balance. Her realm, The Mirror, is a shifting expanse of reflective waters and endless skies, where possibilities ripple like waves—some serene, others stormy. Those who seek to understand fate or bargain with destiny sometimes catch glimpses of her in the depths of her realm. The Owl: Ancient of White Lux, is the quiet observer of all things. She dwells in the Library, a sentient, endless archive that records the knowledge, thoughts, and histories of every being in the All-Verse. Though rarely seen outside her realm, the Owl watches constantly, cataloging events as they unfold. The Hound: Ancient of Black Lux, he is the silent guide of the dead—and the most famous and feared of all the Ancients. Few see him, but all eventually feel his pull. As the psychopomp of the All-Verse, he ferries souls into his realm, The Dark, a place where the dead are believed to remain forever. What becomes of them in the Dark is unknown—only that the Hound never returns empty-handed. GM Notes Strictly NPCs. Don't even ask.

Artifacts & Curses

ARTIFACTS
"In the heart of every artifact lies a story waiting to be told."	Across the All-Verse, amidst the whispers of forgotten civilizations, lie items of unimaginable power and mystery imbued with magical power known as an Artifact - Enigmatic relics deeply rooted in human belief and thought. Across the All-Verse, there are countless artifacts created by Adepts with Orange-Lux, Apparitions, or some artifacts spawned from the collective consciousness of humankind. However, even ordinary objects can become artifacts through the power of beliefs or emotions associated with them. They come in many shapes and sizes, and many hoard them for their raw power and the capabilities they offer. They take many shapes and sizes, and many horde them for their raw power and what they can do. Artifacts are separated into two different groups: Abstraction-Granting Artifacts, and Non-Abstraction-Granting Artifacts, and the difference is simple. Abstraction-granting artifacts are relics that, when wielded by an individual, are attuned to their power, bestowing upon the user a specific Abstraction. These can range from elemental manipulation to psychic abilities, reflecting the nature of the Artifact. The main difference between this type of artifact and other kinds is that Abstraction-Granting Artifacts turn the Blind/Aware into Agents and can not be wielded by any other form of Paranormal-Being. Non-Abstraction Granting Artifacts function differently, and can be used by anyone, even the most potent Paranormal-Being. Their magical abilities lie inside them, not bestowing an Abstraction. When wielded or activated, these artifacts exert their influence through various means, ranging from subtle manipulation to overt displays of power. These range from a magical sword to opening portals, protecting the wielder from curses, etc. Out there, there is a book of all known artifacts known as the The Compendium.
CURSES
"Curses are the silent whispers of history, the lingering shadows of forgotten sins, and the dark echoes of human suffering. However, they hold a hidden strength waiting to be explored."	There exists a darkness that defies explanation, an evil force that lurks in the dark shadows of the human psyche. These are the curses, ancient and insidious, born from the depths of human belief and emotion. These curses weave a tale of despair and destruction, leaving their mark on the souls of those unfortunate enough to be afflicted by them. They are manifestations fueled by anger, hatred, and/or despair and imbued with the power to wreak havoc upon those who incur their wrath. Curses can be physical, psychological, environmental, or even more abstract. Much like artifacts, there are countless and diverse artifacts throughout the All-Verse. Still, most of them are created by Apparitions - others are created through Blue-Lux users, as well as through rituals or human belief, emotion, and intent, spawning from intense suffering, betrayal, or injustice. Again, much like artifacts, Curses can be divided into Abstraction-Granting Curses and Non-Abstraction-Granting Curses. Abstraction-Granting Curses, from a certain point of view, can be considered a gift as they can grant a transformation, psychic abilities, and more. While cursed individuals may gain access to newfound powers or skills, these come at a steep cost: the loss of life or a form of corruption. Every Abstraction-Granting Curse has a price, no matter what, and only the Blind/Aware can receive an Abstraction-Granting Curse. On the other hand, non-abstraction-granting curses are curses that anyone can receive, and they do not grant any boons or power whatsoever. They are strictly curses and come in many different forms, and anyone can receive these types of curses.

The Allverse

"Reality is a wild, unpredictable, beast. Every choice you make leads to a different reality." .................................................................................

Within the Recollections universe lies a vast multiverse known as the All-Verse. This intricate web of parallel dimensions, alternate realities, and diverse planes of existence stretches alongside our primary reality. These dimensions can vary widely, from worlds vastly different to ones almost identical, differing only in the smallest details. Although the universes were never meant to intersect, Magic enables travel between them. The All-Verse embodies the fabric of reality itself. Yet, not all realms within the All-Verse are welcoming. Some fragments of destroyed universes have coalesced into a grim and hostile territory known as the Pit. This savage land is composed of broken shards of reality, haunted by entities cast out of existence. Escape from the Pit is rare, and those who do return are often forever changed, their sanity fractured. The Pit itself resists escape attempts, redirecting teleportation back into its grasp, meaning even the most powerful mages cannot escape. Each universe within the All-Verse bears a name inspired by light or the essence of illumination. The universe where this story unfolds is called Glimmer.

Counterparts

"One soul, infinite stories." .................................................................................

In the intricate weave of the All-Verse, the existence of Counterparts is one of its most enigmatic and metaphysically profound features. Every soul echoes across the infinite tapestry of dimensions, refracted into countless versions of the same essential being. These are not mere doppelgängers or coincidences of fate—they are spiritually entangled entities, linked by threads of shared origin and potential. A person in one reality might be a humble shopkeeper, while their Counterpart in another rules empires or communes with dead stars. Yet despite differences in choices, environment, or even species, certain core traits—ambitions, emotional scars, or particular obsessions—tend to resurface, like persistent ripples from a single stone cast into the multiverse. This bond between Counterparts is called the Bond, a phenomenon not fully understood even by the most skilled of Adepts. It manifests uniquely depending on the nature of the individuals involved and the distance—temporal, emotional, or dimensional—between them. Some Counterparts are aware of each other only in dreams, through fragmented visions or mirrored memories. Others experience surges of déjà vu when their alternate selves achieve significant milestones or die. Ultimately, Counterparts are not just narrative reflections—they are integral components of identity within the All-Verse. A single person is not limited to one life, one path, or one reality. The Counterpart system ensures that the All-Verse remains not only infinite in scope but emotionally and spiritually recursive. Every decision resonates. Every version matters.

Recollections: Where the Folds Meet

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“Cornell, Pennsylvania - Built to Last.” ..................................................................................

Cornell, Pennsylvania (In Beaver County) is situated where the river curves like it’s trying to turn back. It’s a steel town that never recovered from its pivotal moment. The mill still dominates the water, with rusted scaffolding ribs exposed and pipes streaking orange into the river. It no longer operates as before; furnaces are half-cold, workers are gone, but it never fully shuts down. It groans at night, and locals say it’s just metal cooling. No one really believes that, but no one argues either. The town is small enough to walk across in an afternoon if the roads cooperate. A main road cuts through Cornell like a scar, lined with a diner that never changes its menu, a liquor store with bars on its windows, a closed theater showing a decade-old film, and a few storefronts that change owners frequently. Side streets fork unevenly, looping back, dead-ending into woods, fences, or empty lots where houses once stood, lost to fire or foreclosure. Cornell’s residential areas are cramped and tired—narrow streets, porches sagging with old furniture, satellite dishes on siding that hasn’t been repainted since they were created. Everyone knows everyone, or at least about them. Rumors spread faster than cars. People stare a second too long, trying to remember where they recognize you. At night, porch lights blink out in sequence, and thick darkness settles between the houses. The woods crowd around the town, not scenic or welcoming—dense, overgrown, tangled with brambles, old paths that don’t appear on maps. Kids party there; adults pretend not to notice. Bonfires leave scorched circles that sometimes fade or sometimes are deep enough that the river and mill drown out everything else. The locals call it “kids being stupid,” but some parts of the forest are avoided even in daylight.

Before everything went wrong, Cornell barely registered on any supernatural radar.

Magic existed, but it was faint, sluggish, half-asleep—no signs, no miracles, just background noise. Some creatures drifted too close and learned to hide. Strange animals seen at dusk. Wrong reflections in windows. People who vanished for days and returned quieter, meaner, or hollow. There were witch cults too—small, disorganized, and unserious on the surface. College kids are home for the summer. Burnouts. Townies needing something to believe in besides the mill or river. They met at night in the woods, painted symbols that didn’t work, drank too much, made love under the moon, told themselves it meant something. Usually, it didn’t. Their rituals were sloppy, fueled by boredom and rebellion. Whatever they touched never stayed long enough to matter.

Cornell was a place where magic passed through, not a place where it stopped.

The high school, uphill from the town center, is a boxy concrete building with flickering fluorescent lights and trophies from decades ago. Everyone talks about leaving after graduation, but most don’t. The river, the mill, and the town’s quiet pull draw them back before they realize. The vibe is stagnant and heavy—as if the town is holding its breath without knowing it. That changed after the incident—but even before, Cornell always felt subtly wrong. GPS lagged. Radios crackled with stations that didn’t exist. Dreams intrude into waking life enough to unsettle. Streets seemed longer than they used to be. Arguments replayed with the same words weeks apart. Cornell felt neglected—like reality had grown careless here, like a seam long overdue for inspection. A town unimportant enough to neglect but not so insignificant as to ignore forever.

Once something was finally noticed, it—the town or what lurked within—there was no clean way to turn away again.

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OVERVIEW

Welcome to Recollections: Where the Folds Meet, another entry in the RP series set within the supernatural horror and urban fantasy universe known as the Recollections Universe. Most people believe reality is solid; one town, one world, one way things are supposed to be.
Cornell, Pennsylvania, once shared that belief. A dying Rust Belt town - steel mill by the river, woods encroaching from every side, roads looping back on themselves, and generations of residents who swear they’ll leave but never do. It’s a place that remembers its past even if its people forget. Silence hangs heavy, and the woods seem to be listening. One night, that silence was shattered. At a party in an abandoned warehouse, a single mistake was made. A drunken teenager, acting impulsively and driven by instinct, brushed against Lux just enough to crack it. The tear was small, invisible, but reality doesn’t need much coaxing to falter.

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THEMES Connections · Identity · Emotions · Memories Cosmic Horror · Urban Decay · Parallel Realities · Consequence PLAYLIST DISCORD SERVER

Something slipped through. The attack was swift, brutal, and beyond explanation. An unseen force tore through the crowd, smashing bodies against concrete, dragging screaming teens through the air, leaving blood and smoke behind. Before it could finish, something else intervened—an unseen presence that forced the creature to retreat, tearing open reality as it fled. Cornell survived that night. But it did not remain unchanged. In the weeks that followed, the town warped. Roads stretched too long, windows reflected strangers, phones failed, music echoed oddly. Portals appeared in alleys, fields, and vacant lots - each leading to different versions of reality, another world pressing in. Anyone trying to leave found themselves trapped, pushed into increasingly unstable alternate versions of the same town. The fractures widened. And the All-Verse took notice.

Creatures began slipping through—initially cautious, then bolder. Beneath the town, something ancient stirred—buried deep beneath steel, soil, and memory. The Pit was not reaching upward so much as Cornell was beginning to give way downward, cracks forming the path of least resistance as reality weakened under its own weight. And something else arrived. Not from below, and not from within, but external to the collapse itself. An entity that does not create the fall, but recognizes it and enforces it.

The teenagers who survived the warehouse were the first to notice the change. In shared dreams. In fractured memories. In inexplicable alterations. They were thrown into the Paranormal—forced to see reality’s seams, track fractures, remember what the world tries to forget. No prophecies, no chosen ones—just kids standing at the edge of something much bigger than them. Now, Cornell has become a battleground of overlapping realities, hunting monsters, and buried truths. Each street conceals a door. Every reflection might deceive. Every choice risks tearing the town apart further.

Recollections: Where the Folds Meet is a story about small places buckling under impossible pressure, about memory as both weapon and wound, about identity, fear, and the price of knowing too much.

Cornell is breached.

The town knows how to bleed.

The only question: can anyone stop it from bleeding out?

RULES & NOTES

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1. First and foremost, I reserve the right to reject anyone from the RP and boot them out at any time. I hate to do this, and I will try to avoid it, but sometimes, some people are too disruptive to the RP or aren't a good fit and must be removed. 2. Please try to be respectful towards all other players. 3. This is a dark, off-urban fantasy set in the real world. That means magic exists, but it’s wrapped in realism. Characters should make sense in the setting — realistic (or naturalistic) faceclaims, believable behavior, etc. Go wild with identity (gender, race, sexuality, etc.), but avoid exaggerated tropes like emotionless sociopaths or edge-lords. 4. The tone is dark, weird, and sometimes violent — not nonstop grimdark, but there will be disturbing imagery, death, and even nudity. It’s balanced out by surrealism, absurdist humor, and the general chaos of the world itself. 5.No WIP sheets in the OOC. If your character isn’t finished, don’t post it. Message me privately if you want feedback before you’re ready to go live. The character tab is only for accepted characters. 6. Your character can die. If they make the wrong move or ignore danger, there will be consequences. I’m not killing characters for fun, but I won’t save them just because you’re attached. 7.You can play as many characters as you can reasonably handle. Just don’t bite off more than you can chew. 8. This isn’t a standard superhero RP. It’s weird — an off-urban fantasy with horror, multiversal drama, and emotional magic. Powers should feel mystical, thematic, and personal. I strongly prefer abilities that reflect something internal about your character. Scientific powers (like gravity, magnetism, etc.) are discouraged, but I’ll allow them if they make sense. 9. Every character will be aged 16-17, no exceptions.

10. I’m only giving you the essential lore up front. That’s intentional. I prefer to build the world in-character, piece by piece. If you need anything clarified to make your character work, just ask — I’m happy to fill in the blanks. 11. Banned powers: magic negation/replication, instant-kill abilities, reality-warping, anything with “Omni” in the name, complete invulnerability, and any other broken or nonsense-tier power. If you’re unsure, ask. I’ll explain why if I turn something down. 12. This RP is first-come, first-served. I won’t reserve roles, powers, or concepts. Whoever finishes their character sheet first gets it. If a dispute pops up, I’ll decide how it plays out. 13. Minimum activity is one post per week. If you don’t post within a week, your character is considered inactive. After that, I can take control of them, write them out, or kill them off. Stay in touch if you need time. 14. The setting runs on Ambiguous Time Period logic. It blends aesthetics and technology from different eras, so don’t worry about pinning down a specific year. It’s intentionally anachronistic. 15. Don’t fill out the “Weaknesses” section on your sheet. I’ll handle that myself. 16. Optional, but I can design a magical ability for your character if you’d like. It’ll be custom-built and fit their vibe. Just say the word. 17. Everyone will start off with no magic and no prior knowledge of magic for that fish-out-of-water vibe. 18. Power level should stay low. Think street-level supernatural. No chucking buildings or melting cities. Keep it esoteric, personal, and emotionally charged. 19. Some rules are so beaten into your head that it should be obvious. ............................................

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RESOURCES

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• The Compendium