Rabidporcupine

✡ Welcome to Salem, Massachusetts ✡

Related question to Sanity's, what would you say the situation is with demons in this setting? Like, do they exist at all? Because I'm using one of my classic characters, and in just about every version of him where it's possible within the setting, he's spent most of his live being dragged into fights against demons by his best friend Hannah. Also things like homunculi. Are they possible to create? I mean, it's fine if neither of these fit, I just wanna know if I can follow the usual backstory or if I should alter it.

Emerald City

Jeremy Lindall

Name
Jeremy Lindall

Birthday
12/25/1999

Age
19

Appearance

Hider because two images

School
Nah, finished that last year.

Occupation
Nope. He's a new arrival to the city, just arriving about a day or so ago, but he's planning to start looking soon.

Personality
Most of the time, Jeremy is a fairly quiet person, usually giving off the impression that he's tired and wants to be left alone. Not the cool, 'bad boy' kind though, more just the useless loner type. Unfortunately, this is true even when he wants company, and sadly causes most people to think he's just some ass who doesn't consider them worth hanging around with. This isn't the case, but over the last decade, he had been making a slow descent into someone who just wants to a life without too much craziness, and the last year threw just enough misery into the mix to turn it into a toxic cocktail of negativity. However, he has managed to recognize this for what it is, and has made the choice to move out to Emerald City in order to get a little control over things again, and hopefully return to the... well, not positivity, but the distinctly not angst that he'd managed to have until the incidents of the last year. He's already part of the way there, but he's still got a way to go.

That's not to say he's never happy though, and he genuinely loves things like fishing, gardening and other pastimes that let him just enjoy the peace and quiet. And then there's the cooking and the anime, which he is distinctly... less peaceful about. If you manage to get him in a good mood, it's easily possible to get him fired up, at which point you might as well just give up trying to escape. Just don't let him start singing, or it'll never end.

"Short" Bio
Jeremy's life could aptly be described as hectic, specifically 'too hectic for him'. Growing up in the mean streets of New Jersey, he was always a fairly shy kid, preferring to spend his time with in peace, working on his little vegetable garden. This all changed when his mother introduced him to her coworker and his daughter.

Hannah Washburne, who he would soon come to realize may very well have been the devil herself.

From the moment they met, he was trapped in the position of being her 'best friend', as like him, she had pretty much no friends either. However, where on his part it was due to being shy and quiet, Hannah's friendship troubles came from the exact opposite situation, and he almost immediately pinned her as the most infuriating person he'd ever met. Within the week, he realized that 'best friends' apparently meant cleaning up after her and trying desperately to play peacemaker whenever she picked fights with the other kids, which was often. Eventually, even this wasn't enough, and he quickly had to learn how to handle himself in a fight or get the crap beaten out of him.

And yet, despite all the trouble she constantly dragged him into, he couldn't help but enjoy himself. Oh, he'd still sigh and complain over the situation which was completely reasonable considering how he'd accidentally become a proper delinquent just by continuing to spend time with her, but he knew he'd go along with it anyway. After all, whether or not it was true when they first met, by the time he was seventeen, he truly considered her his closest friend, and he knew the feeling was mutual. They had been fighting side by side for just under ten years, and they were so close they could basically figure out what the other was thinking at any given moment. And sometimes, in the earliest hours of the morning, he'd wonder if maybe... maybe there was even something more to their relationship...

But he would never know. Because she died that year.

In the end, it wasn't even one of the fights she'd picked that did it. She was hit by a car that had gone out of control while they walked home from school. From there, everything changed.

He began lashing out, picking fights himself, and rebuffing the other friends he and Hannah had managed to make. He rarely spent time at home as well, and the smoking habit he had unfortunately picked up over last couple of years got far, far worse. It wasn't until Hannah's father talked to him that he realized just how bad he'd become. This wasn't the Jeremy who'd been her best friend. This was just some jackass who was going out of his way to make everyone else as upset as he was, and while she may have had the bad habit of picking fights, hurting people for no reason was one thing she absolutely did not approve of.

From there, he worked to get better again. He began seeing a psychiatrist, reached back out to the friends he thought he'd lost, but thankfully figured he was just going through a hard time, and threw himself back into his old hobbies. And thanks to all of these, slowly but surely, he managed to begin the arduous process of dragging himself out of his depression.

That was six months ago, and while he has definitely made a lot of progress, he just can't stop thinking about it all. Everywhere he goes in the city, he sees something that reminds him of his and Hannah's crazy adventures. Therefore, he has decided to leave the city, moving out to stay with his older sister Eleanor for a while at her house in Emerald City. He knew that living with her would probably wind up being a special kind of hell all on it's own, but it was a chance to fix his attitude, and he planned to take it.

Hell, who knows? Maybe he'll even make some new friends while he's up there...

Eleanor Lindall

Smug and sadistic. Fall not for her false smile, for behind it lies her true cruelty.

Emerald City

Hey, I too am interested. Would it be ok for me to play one of these many new people moving into town? Maybe having him live with a sister who's been there a little while?

✡ Welcome to Salem, Massachusetts ✡

Ok, I'm interested. I'm thinking of playing a guy who falls somewhere between a weaker Warlock and a Hunter, has pretty much just arrived in town to try and live a quieter life despite having an unfortunate tendency to accidentally end up right in the middle of everything, and generally just tries to pretend he's a normal guy who doesn't know anything about the magical world, either to avoid getting caught up in it all yet again or to keep potential enemies from seeing him as a threat and giving him the advantage.

I promise he isn't as edgy as he sounds, either.

Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

Alright, after like three weeks of being a lazy asshole, I finally got that post up. Hopefully not too bad, but hey, who knows? It might be...

Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

@Chi@Aviaire

Leo chuckled to himself as he saw the varied reactions of irritation from his 'Kiddo comment'. This kind of teasing was always fun. However, the glare from the homunculus did have a certain chilling feeling to it, one which seemed to spark some kind of primal nervousness deep within him. He was able to hide it, of course, but he couldn't quite help the feeling that it felt somewhat familiar...

However, he was knocked back out of his thoughts when the other guy on his team responded to his question, and he shot him a lazy looking smirk.

"Oh, don't worry about that. I can finish this in about ten minutes if you want! Just depends on if you want it done well or not. That'll be a little longer..."

He laughed a little louder than he had with any of the others when the friendly girl introduced herself, mentioning how fun fishing sounded.

"Haha, nah... Not really... It gets pretty damn exciting right around the very end, but it's one of the most boring pastimes in the goddamn world all the way up until then. But, fish is delicious, and it lets me sleep three hours while I do it, which means its actually the best way to spend my time."

Now, he was a little taken back by the bow, because god, how long had it been since someone had bowed to him? But, it wouldn't do to leave her hanging. He might not have been the most polite person, but he was at least willing to answer someone who greeted him.

So, he mustered a wave that looked only slightly less lazy than it felt.

"Hey, I'm Leonardo Vadris, but everyone just calls me Leo. Nice to meetcha." He said, before he let out a sigh. "And yes, I know they said we were all dead. Clearly that isn't true. No need to bring it up again."

And then he noticed that everyone was beginning to file out of the room.

"Anyway, I guess it's officially time for us to get moving, huh? I'll just follow you guys. I'll get lost otherwise."

---

Leo was almost beginning to rethink the hawaiian shirt he was wearing when they walked up to the police. Not that it wasn't the superior form of clothing no matter where you were in the world, because it clearly was, but it seemed a lot of people tended to disagree with that statement. He'd actually heard a few people saying something about how anyone who would wear a hawaiian shirt in the cold air of britain was clearly a madman. He hoped the police wouldn't think the same.

Thankfully, they didn't immediately try to take him in for questioning while Euphemia was talking to them, so he supposed that was an upside.

The downside, of course, being that they weren't allowed to check out the crime scene.

He had just been making a plan of action when she made her hand invisible, and informed them that she would be able to do that for all of them.

"Yeah, I guess that's probably a better idea..." He said, tucking a small piece of paper with runes that looked suspiciously similar to the norse word for 'Freeze' back into his bag. "Anyway, I have a few sticky notes in here. If you can get us past the police, I can write up some runes that should get them to just stop paying attention to anything in that area, at least while they're still active."

He was already pulling the pad of sticky notes out even as he finished, idly spinning a fineliner between the fingers of the other hand.

"And don't worry, I'm a little out of practice, but I'm like... oh, seventy-five per cent sure it'll work properly? Maybe seventy-four."

Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

@VitaVitaAR
Don't worry, haven't forgotten yet, just having a hard time posting between school being dumb, my computer being dumb, and me being dumber than both of them combined.

Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

Gonna chuck something up soon.

Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

@VitaVitaAR@Aviaire@KoL@Chi
"Yeah, I guess I'll have to..." Leo sighed as the girl said he should try to look up the legality of fishing in the Thames. "Dunno how though... Maybe they'll have a big book of laws at the court or something? Ah well, I'll figure something out..."

He drifted off for a little, only kind of listening to the others explain what was going on. However, he did notice when Arinne started grumbling to herself, glaring at the rest of them with narrowed eyes. It took him a few seconds before he figured out what she was grumpy about, eyes widening slightly before quickly being replaced with an impish smirk. Of course, this was quickly replaced with a grin that was a little less obvious, and he picked up one of the biscuits and walked over to the girl.

"Hey kiddo, I snagged you a biscuit. Probably shouldn'tve, too much sugar can be bad for young children after all, but I guess I'm just a bit of a bad influence. Only one though, otherwise you'll spoil your dinner!"

Of course, he knew exactly what he was doing, and that she'd probably be pissed. And of course, this was the goal. He already knew that this one would react gloriously should he manage to find an opening.

He also finally managed to look up at the newcomers, and for just a moment he actually felt a little nostalgic, a genuine smile appearing on his face. However, it was quickly hidden just as the others were, replaced by another smirk. He walked back to the plate of biscuits, grabbing one and chucking it to the swordswoman.

"Geez, lighten up a little will ya Gawain!" He called. "No need to be so formal, 'specially if we're all gonna be on a team together!"

He also passed a biscuit to the other kid, but he refrained from any smartass comments with her, pretty sure that teasing her would probably just leave him feeling like a jackass. And while he did consider mentioning something about the homunculus that had been piling the biscuits in like a goddamn cement mixer, he also got the feeling that, for some strange reason in the depths of his psyche, he really, really didn't want to...

And so, instead of doing any more teasing for now, he walked over to join the other two members of the group he'd been assigned to. One of them was the girl who had... well, at least she'd tried to help him figure out whether he could fish in the Thames or not, so she'd probably be easy enough to get along with. The other member, a young Japanese man, didn't look that bad either, and he was also one of the ones who seemed to know the most about the situation, so this might help out a lot.

And if he knew about that kind of thing...

"So, you look like you might know a lot about this place." Leo asked Jun. "Do you know about any good fishing spots around London? Just in case the Thames ends up being a dead end."

Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

Sorry for holding everyone back. I'll make one last post for Leo to annoy Arinne in the meeting area tomorrow as soon as I get the chance.