Miss Reiya

Reiya's Ramble

W.I.P

Theodosia " Theo " Smith

GENERAL

Who I Am:

Plagued with visions of the dead makes Theodosia the perfect detective. While this ability may seem like more of a blessing than a curse, as it makes her job much easier, many hardships come with it. From minor annoyances in every day life to grim discoveries about the people and world around her, it has taken a toll on her mental health and makes simple living hard for her.

Romantic Interests: Bisexual ; Single

Appearance:

Appearance

PERSONALITY

Social: Having always been considered an odd child due to her abilities and avoided most of her life, Theodosia finds it difficult to socialize and sticks with simply avoiding such activities. Though when she does, her social ineptness becomes apparent. From stuttering to mumbling, to fidgeting and avoiding eye contact. She is a text book example of social anxiety.

Likes:
> The rain. It calms her nerves and helps her to sleep. Often spending most of her nights sitting outside on her porch just to listen.

> Bobert. A skeleton man that Theo has grown fond of. The original owner of her home. Likes to eat and drink like any normal person, except it all just.. Falls right out.

Dislikes:

> Everyone's face. This little portion has been brought to you by my smelly little friend. Like I said, eye contact has never really been her friend. And while you would think that means she focuses on other parts of the face, like your lips or nose, it means she avoids looking entirely. Normally looking down at the ground when talking to others.

LIFESTYLE

Occupation: Detective. As stated previously, Theo uses her ability to commune with the dead in order to discover clues about crimes; Murders, more specifically.

Inventory:

The Notebook

A book gifted by the woman's mother, the contents of which are unknown to others as she refuses to let anyone even hold it, let alone actually read it.

EXTRA

Genres: Romance, Slice of life, Supernatural, Victorian, Horror

Pairings: Theo x Any Gender

Salutations!

You smell.

Reiya's Ramble

Eaphi " Cherry " Szereban

" A fool and his treasures are soon departed.. "

GENERAL

Who I Am:
To be greeted with stares and whispers, to suffer violence and insult on the street, to see mistrust and fear in every eye: this is the lot of the Tiefling. And to twist the knife, Tieflings know that this is because a pact struck generations ago infused the essence of Asmodeus—overlord of the Nine Hells—into their bloodline. Their appearance and their nature are not their fault but the result of an ancient sin, for which they and their children and their children’s children will always be held accountable.

This ancient sin, and all the anguish and peril it brought upon Eaphi during her childhood, is what drove her to a life of crime. The woman is a dagger-wielding criminal with a history of breaking the law. She has spent a lot of time among other criminals and still have contacts within the criminal underworld. Eaphi is far closer than most people to the world of murder, theft, and violence that pervades the underbelly of civilization, and has survived up to this point by flouting the rules and regulations of society.

Romantic Interests: Bisexual ; Single

Appearance:

Appearance

PERSONALITY

Social: While Eaphi may seem cocky, cynical and careless around others, there is a much softer side to her jagged personality that one might see if they succeed in befriending her. She can be described as a sort of ' Robin Hood ' figure, often times sharing her stolen wealth with those who are less fortunate, especially those in her community. She refuses to steal from poorer individuals, aiming her thievery towards much wealthier figures; Whether that be a successful businessman, or a duke. If you got money, she wants it.

Likes:
> Spicy foods. No matter what it is, she will always, and I mean always, dab some hot sauce on it.

> Manipulating or tricking others. Her mischievous activities aren't just limited to thievery. She takes great pleasure in lying to others, even about the smallest things. However, she will refrain from lying to those she cares about.

> Chatting. In order to get pleasure from lying to others, you sort of have to talk to others. Even when it's not solely to trick them, Eaphi does get great joy from simply conversing with others. This is especially true with friends and loved ones.

Dislikes:
> Loud noises. While her heightened senses do some in handy a lot of the time, there are some instances where they're a bother. Namely, her heightened sense of hearing. What might just seem like a normal bang to someone, sounds like a nuke went off to her. Because of this, she will often times wear headphones, to block out most noises.

LIFESTYLE

Occupation: Thief. Eaphi prefers to profit solely off of stealing, however she will hop between different side jobs from time to time, just in case she isn't able to make ends meet with her stolen goods.

Inventory:
Hidden within the leather satchel of her stolen trinkets, Lies Eaphi’s most prized possession, A dagger of venom. Daggers of Vemon are black daggers with serrated edges. If viewed by one able to detect, they glowed with a faint necromantic aura. In addition to being a mildly magical blade, once per day, the bearer of this blade could will the magic of the dagger to poison its victim, as if a poison spell had been cast. This poison lasts for thirty seconds and can cause a variety of symptoms, the most severe, but rare, being death.

EXTRA

Genres: Romance, Slice of life, Supernatural, Fantasy, Medieval

Pairings: Eaphi x Any Gender

Reiya's Ramble

Elizabeth " Doc " Baudelaire

" Humanity will evolve once we stop fearing the unknown. "

GENERAL

Who I Am:
The horrors of fear and sickness is something Elizabeth Baudelaire was no stranger to. When she was much younger, Eliza witnessed first hand what fear can make humans do. Her mother, Collette Baudelaire, was well-known in the area for her medical achievements. Though they seem meager compared to modern medicine, her creations were considered other-worldly at the time. Her studies progressed swiftly, edging closer and closer to a revolutionary discovery. During this time, a plague had taken out many of the residents and, along with the mysterious rotting of their crops, this was enough to suspect witch-craft at play. Searches were performed by The Bishop and his men. Whenever someone was accused of witch-craft, their house was flipped upside down, torn up from the inside-out.. If anything was found in their house, They were dragged to the middle of town, and burned at the stake, hanged, stoned to death; Whatever The Bishop felt was a good enough punishment.

Collette was soon enough outed for her medicine and the sort, Being labeled the ‘ Mistress of Satan ‘. She was apprehended and executed. The young girl had witnessed many deaths during her short-time alive, both brought by the plague and by the witch-trials. However, This particular was, obviously, different. The initial numbness, then the wave of emotions. It hurt worse. The people of her community reassured young Eliza that the pain of losing her mother would lessen. Truthfully, this pain and dread would simply grow over the years, festering up deep within her. With no known family to watch over her, she was thrust into the harsh arms of the foster system.

Despite the anger and sadness she still felt, Eliza knew she couldn’t become consumed by thoughts of revenge. She continued her mother’s legacy by pursuing a career in medicine. She earned a reputation as the youngest, and only, medical prodigy in her town, went on to earn both her PhD and MD, and became well-known for her work. Her research into biotechnologies led to a scientific breakthrough that revolutionized medicine by slowing down the aging of cells, almost fully stopping the process. This injection allowed Elizabeth to live longer, long enough to continue on with her studies. This new-founded biotechnology has been kept a secret, as she fears it could be misused if it landed in the wrong hands.

Days turned into months, months into years and years into centuries. Now, a much older Elizabeth lives alone; With nobody alive that remembers her medical achievements. Despite this, She continues to research and work, slowly perfecting her ways of helping others.

Romantic Interests: It has been said by Eliza herself that she's dibbled and dabbled in all sorts of relationships during her prime, having married both a man and a woman. Of course, not at the same time.. However, she is currently single and may remain so, as it's hard to put up with someone as emotionally constipated as her.

Appearance ( TW: The character in the art has scars, but they're not related to my character.)

PERSONALITY

Social:
At first glance, Elizabeth comes off as insufferably intelligent and easily irritable with evident social ineptness, which usually makes her unable to establish an emotional connection with those around her. She appears to be a cynical misanthrope whose genius drives her headfirst into her work, hardly bothering with any relationships outside of the ones she gains something from. While Eliza is very critical of others and sometimes downright hurtful, it’s clear she doesn’t wish anyone inherently bad (sometimes) and simply tries to solve her problems the one way she can, through tough love and cursing, a trait picked up over the years.

Likes:
> Candies. Soft and chewy preferred.

> Peasants meal. A meal made up by her mother, including chunks of beef roast, potatoes, carrots, and any other ingredient they had at the time, all throw into one stew. Sometimes this would be sided with a butter roll, on special occasions.

> Children. Now, every time I put this, people always assume the worst, so I'm going to give you an explanation. While Eliza will gladly curse anyone out and has little to no patience with damn near everyone, this does not apply to children. She has a soft spot for them, and will almost always treat them with nothing but kindness and care.

Dislikes:

> Crowded rooms. Whether this is a claustrophobia thing, or simple an anti-social thing is unclear, however it is clear that she absolutely hates being in a room packed with people. A group or two is fine, but too many will cause a not-so-happy eliza.

> Being touched. It seems most of my characters have a thing with being touched, but Eliza is the worst. She will become utterly annoyed if touched by someone she does not know, or even someone she does know. She will not hesitate to tell you to fuck off and stop touching her.

LIFESTYLE

Occupation:
As stated in her biography, Elizabeth is a doctor. Though, she spends more of her time researching than anything, simply using the hospitals lab for resources, as she cannot afford the high-tech gear needed.

EXTRA

Genres: Romance, Slice of life, Hospital ( idk what to call it

Pairings: Elizabeth x Any gender

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TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Martha & Annie

Shelter at last. V

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" Well, she's.. Not aware of certain things. Things about me. Of course a kid would think their mother is some sorta saint, wouldn't you? Even if she were aware, it's not like she'd go around admittin' her mother wasn't the ideal person to have 'round kids. " These words were muttered in a hushed tone, as to not alert Annie to their conversation. It's true, the child wasn't aware of her mothers.. Career, so it's not unbelievable that she'd see honor. " A soothin' smile, huh? " There was a faint blush that'd appear on the outlaws cheeks, though it would soon disappear at the realization of who this woman really was. " Moon-maiden of honor.. Never heard of you, but.. I've had some run-ins with mythic beings, so it's not.. Totally unbelievable. " Was there still some part of her that thought it was a lie? Of course! Martha was a sceptic. As the deity turned her attention to annie, so too would the redhead.

" Oooaaahh, " Exclaimed the child, eyes lighting up with excitement at the word ' princess. ' " A princess!! See, mama? I told you they're real! " Eyes shot to martha, who stayed quiet. It seemed the pair had already discussed the legitimacy of certain fairy tales. Now, princess-like figures weren't all that rare where she was from. Lots of wealth figures were considered like royalty, but not the sort of royalty Annie imagined. Princesses kept in towards by a dragon, Kings that sat atop a throne of gold. That sort of thing. The excitement beaming on the childs face shifted into an expression of.. Worry, fear, and overall concern. Firstly, confusion because the toy could talk. Secondly, the toy spoke of.. Murder. Not something Annie was too keen on hearing. " Uh.. What? What does it mean? Mama.. " The frowning child scooched closer to Martha, giving the deity a distrusting look.

Giving the child a tiny nod and a smile, Martha would continue on listening to the pair. While she'd normally give Annie a more realistic view on the situation, it was best to let her enjoy herself. Not often she's around someone like Anath. That smile was soon to falter. Eyes shot downwards towards the toy, listening as it spoke, then flickered to Anath, brows knitting close together in a half-angered, half-confused expression. " The hell does it mean by that? " An arm shot around Annie, pulling the girl closer towards her chest for comfort and protection.

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Martha & Annie

Shelter at last. IV

@Chris488

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Attention was briefly taken away from her glistening toys, and onto the pair as Martha began expressing her confusion. just as annie opened her mouth to scold the woman about cursing, Anath addressed her, causing the young girl to tilt her head to the side and smile. " 'Course I see it. Don't matter how many times you inform her on the.. Honor though, she'll always deny bein' a good person at heart. " An amused annie turned a grin upwards at Martha. After that, she was back to her toys, now basically tuning the others out.

" Still not sure what Honor you could possibly see.. If you could really sense anythin' within me, you'd know all the things I've done. And that I am far from Honorable.. " There seemed to be a solemn tone in which this was spoken. However, that was replaced by an amused one, as she leaned back in her stool, using one arm to prop herself up, chin cupped within the palm of said arm. " I wanna know though.. What made you believe I'm honorable? Ya think every woman travellin' around with a kid has a Honor-filled heart? " Half-scoffed, half-laughed the woman, lips quirking into a smile.

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Lara Anderson

Mentions: @Lovely Bones

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Ahh, drunkards. Don't you just love the noisy few? Lara sure did. The more of 'em existed, the more would visit her tavern, and the more money she made! This sounded like a rather large group. " Aye, we 'ave a group incomin', get yerselves ready. " Spoke the satyr, her voice thick with a Scottish accent, hands pointed towards a group of dwarves sat afront the bar. Each of them dressed in work attire, presumably waiters and waitresses of sorts. With a nod, they got to work, clearing off any tables that lay vacant, washin' up any dishes that needed to be washed, among many other things. There was a slight pause in production, as they all stopped and listened to the sounds of sobbing.. A look of concern appeared on the satyrs face. Were they.. Alright? Should she help? Of course, all thoughts of the sobbing man were interrupted by a boisterous man speaking out, assumably reassuring the man and his group. " We've got a loud one on our hands.. " Joked one of the waiters, causing the taverns keeper to let out a chuckle. " Aye. Seems so. No matter. We all rea- " The door was slammed open, interrupting her question. " A -.. Ah! Welcome! " The woman spoke, taking a moment to smooth out her dress, wishing to look somewhat presentable. A few brushes through that wild mane of hers would also help.. No matter.

With how much noise the man made, she assumed he must be travelling with at least thirty people.. Couldn't possibly be just him, right? "

Reiya's Ramble

Martha " Calamity " Dunn

" I suggest you take a few steps back, 'less you wanna spend the better half of yer evenin' puttin' yer face back together."

GENERAL

Who I Am:
Not much is known about the woman's backstory, as she prefers to keep her private details.. private. However, the legacy she left is known throughout her hometown. An infamous outlaw by the name Martha Lee Dunn. The folk of her town have taken to calling her ' Calamity ', a title fitting of her dangerous reputation. More often than not, Martha will be seen travelling along side a young girl, a brunette named Annie. It is unknown whether they are biologically related, however the motherly nature exhibited by the outlaw when around Annie is clear to see.

Now.. You might be askin', " Why is an outlaw walking around with a child? " For that to be answered, you just got to ask Martha yourself.

Romantic Interests: Bisexual, lean towards women ; Single

Appearance:

Martha is not the buffest or tallest of women, but she does hold quite the height, standing in at around five-foot-ten. She prefers utility over beauty, made clear by the raggedy old clothing she can be seen wearing most of the time. While her boots may be tattered and worn through years of use, they're gotten her through the days, and that's more than she can say about any newer pair of heels she's bought, per the request of her younger travel buddy. Annie has a much cleaner way of dressing herself. She can oftentimes be seen wearing a white dress, the sleeves short and puffy. Martha has made it a point to keep Annie as comfortable as possible, the quality of the little girl's dresses showing that. When they stand side by side, it's like a beautiful, porcelain vase set next to a.. Cracked and ancient clay pot.

PERSONALITY

Social:
Martha is very a cold and dangerous outlaw, who often resorts to threats and violence as a way to get what she wants, and has very few second thoughts about killing. She can be completely emotionless and unsympathetic to the people she harms when at her worst. Despite being capable of committing such violence, She does have a more playful and humorous side to her personality that comes out when she's around Annie. She isn't above cracking a few jokes, making sarcastic remarks, or anything else that a not-murdery person would do.

While she is able to commit great acts of violence without remorse, Martha does have her own moral codes and rules. If anything she is about to do could possibly cause Annie to be in harms way, she will most likely avoid that act. It is clear that Martha isn't a total monstrous person, as she will avoid harming children, anyone with children, or anyone around children.

Their appearances aren't the only contrasts between Martha and Annie, as they couldn't be any more different personality wise. Though the little girl is unaware of how truly awful her caretaker can be, if she were aware, it is to be assumed she wouldn't agree with Martha's way of ' gettin' stuff done. ' Annie is a very caring, happy and charismatic person, as to be expected of a twelve year old girl. She can come off as naïve, gullible and easily trusting, as described by Martha. While this may be the case, Annie isn't stupid. She is a very intelligent little lady and it's clear Martha has taught her right.

Likes:
Given her moral code, it is to be assumed that Martha might have a sort of motherly liking towards all children. She can often times be seen going out of her way to do little things for them, such as provide them with breads, some money, or even the clothing off her back. The only thing that matches her motherly urges, is her urge to splurge. Whatever money she gets from jobs, likely goes towards stuff for Annie; Clothing, food, toys, the such. However, there are times where she does enjoy treating herself, visiting the local saloon every weekend.

Dislikes:
Lots of things.. Most of which revolve around her protectiveness of Annie. Martha will most likely chop your fingers off and serve them to the homeless if you are to even try and touch Annie. This dislike goes for herself as well, as she can often be seen physically recoiling in sheer ' the fucking audacity ' and disgust when touched by strangers, or even people she knows. The only person who can actually get close to her is, obviously, Annie. And maybe whatever lover she somehow picks up. Also snakes.

LIFESTYLE

Occupation:
While Martha is currently ' unemployed ' and lives simply off of crimes, She has had her fair share of jobs in the past. From a store clerk, all the way down to a farmhand. She isn't a stranger to getting paid to do things. Are you runnin' for office and need competition eliminated? Leave the money on the counter. Need protection for your child? Yes sir. Need her to steal money that you felt was rightfully yours after your sibling inherited it in your mothers will after her death? Well.. You get the idea.

Skills:
Her job as a farmhand wasn't just for the money, but for the experience. Without knowin' it, her boss basically taught her everything she needs for her life of crime. How to rope animals, now used to rope people. How to use a gun for huntin', now used for burglary and other things. While the majority of her skills lie in causing hell for others, there are some talents she picked up from caring for Annie. How to cook, clean.. How to.. Knit.. Even learned how to sing. Is she a bit rough at it? Maybe. But anything sounds good with a country accent, bottle of whiskey and a guitar.

EXTRA

Genre: Romance, Slice of life, Adventure, Action, Western

Pairings: Martha x Any Gender

TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Martha & Annie

Shelter at last. III

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" You talk.. Funny. " Squinted the woman, the comment almost child-like in manner. This wasn't a joke, as it was more of Martha not knowing how to keep her inner thoughts, inner. Anath had a peculiar way of speaking, Something the outlaw assumed anyone could see. She spoke like.. Like royalty, almost. " I get what yer sayin' though.. This world is a cruel place to live in, 'specially for the youngin's I've experienced first hand what .. The cruel can do to the unfortunate. " Thin brows knitted tight together, eyes glaring down at the appendage stretched out towards her. " Er.. " The words which were to follow would only cause that look of confusion to deepen. A spirit? What does she mean spirit? Honor? Martha was far from honorable.. " Listen, ma'am.. I ain't the brightest of people, but I doubt any sane person would understand whatever the fuck you just said.. " Eyes went upwards, to stare at the ruby-eye'd " spirit "