Rabidporcupine

Mist City Story: An Urban Fantasy Mage RP

I guess I'll try to post at some point soon too, although the next week or so is pretty hectic, so it might not be until after that. Sorry.

Emerald City

@BeastofDestiny
Yeah, if I'm being honest, I've started attaching the scooter to Jeremy ever since my last Gintama binge.

Emerald City

By the way, I'm still looking for a good picture, but just keep in mind that when I mention Jeremy's scooter, it's like a vespa, not like a kids scooter. I know most people can probably figure that out pretty easily, but I know I'd probably be a little confused by it if it was someone else's post because I'm an idiot, so I figured better safe than sorry.

Either way, now I just need to find someone for Jeremy to be friends with, and then he can stop being such a grumpy grump!

Emerald City

Jeremy Lindall

The timing, Jeremy decided, had been significantly off.

Originally, he had planned to come here as a way to escape everything, all the miserable crap he'd been dealing with back home, but lo and behold, it turns out that literally two days after he moved in with his sister, someone had gone missing. Not just any someone either, but the mayors daughter.

TWO DAYS.

If that didn't look suspicious, he didn't know what was. And annoyingly enough, he apparently wasn't the only person sharing this line of thought, at least if the nervous glances he had been getting from some of his sisters neighbors were any indication. Oh sure, they never did it when they thought he was looking, but years of having to keep an eye out for any potential details that Hannah could use to get into a fight with someone had left him with the peripheral vision worthy of jealousy from the gods themselves! Hell, he figured he'd probably caught at least eighty percent of them so far.

And then he sighed. If the situation hadn't been what it was, he probably would've felt pretty proud of that statistic. Now he just felt depressed, which wasn't helped by the way his mind had drifted back to Hannah, because of course it had.

"The gardens looking good!" Eleanor said from somewhere behind him, eliciting a yelp from the boy as he jumped up, watering can spiralling through the air. "Jeez, what the hell was that? I'm not that scary."

"That's a lie and you know it." Jeremy said, his face immediately reverting back to it's usual boring old self. "You are literally one spot away from being the scariest person I've ever met."

"Second place huh? I guess I can live with that." She said, smirking at what most would consider a completely neutral expression, but a select few would notice as a faint glare. "Anyway, like I was saying, the garden is looking good. I reckon these vegetables should be ready by this time next week."

"Are you kidding? I just planted these..." He said, pointing to the "garden", which was really just a small garden box with a few small sprouts barely beginning to break the surface. "It'll be a while before we see anything other than the radishes, and even then, we've got a good twenty days to wait for that. This is the absolute quickest scenario, by the way."

"Ah whatever, you're missing the point!" Eleanor said, waving away what must have been approaching his seven hundredth time trying to explain this kind of thing to her. "The point is that you came out here for a reason."

"Yes, to garde-"

"No, no, you know what I meant." She cut him off. "You came out here, to Emerald City, for a reason. Now you and I both know what that reason is, so there's no need to bring it up again, but the fact of the matter is that unless you stop hiding away here, unless you get out of the house and actually spend some time around the town, you're never going to get over anything. You'll go back home exactly the same person you were when you left, if not worse."

Jeremy paused, not quite sure he could think up a reply. He knew, at least on a technical level, that she was right, but still, it... It just wasn't that easy...

Unfortunately, Eleanor decided to take his hesitation as agreement, despite knowing full well that it wasn't, and continued.

"Exactly, so go out and do something! Anything! Make some friends, or go fishing or something! You used to love that! Just do something that isn't moping around here. The garden will be fine, it's not gonna die just because you didn't stare at it in a couple of hours. Hell, go buy something weeby if you really can't think of anything else! I know there are a good few shops here that sell that kind of stuff."

"I... I don'-"

"Plus I'll totally start letting caterpillars loose in it if you don't."

"God, fine! I'll go look for something to do in town, I guess! Is that good enough for you?"

"Yep." She said, a cheerful grin on her face. However, it faded noticeably just a few moments later. "And hey Jeremy? There's a town meeting later. It's about Lily. The mayors daughter." She clarified, noticing his confused stare. "I think you should go too. I'll meet you there."

"Are you sure?" He asked, letting a small, nervous smile appear on his face. He wasn't particularly used to his sister acting serious, and it always made him feel a little awkward. "I'm still pretty new here. Wouldn't it be kind of weird for me to go?"

"It'd probably be weirder if you didn't." She said with a shrug. "I've noticed the way people look at you. They're looking at the fact that you got here just before she went missing and thinking you had something to do with it. I can't see it getting any better if you're the only person not at the meeting..."

"Yeah, I guess that's a decent point. I guess I'll see you there."

"Right. Try not to be too depressing once you get to town. The moods already been brought down enough as it is. No need for you to drag it down even further, you know?"

"Yeah yeah, see ya."

He didn't wait for a response as he went back into the house, collecting a backpack and his helmet and, for what was probably the third time in total since he'd arrived at the house, left through the front door.

It wasn't long before he was out on the road, travelling at a nice, steady pace on his trusty scooter. It was about a thirty-five minute drive to the city from Eleanor's house, but the long drive didn't bother him so much. It was actually kind of nice to be driving out on the open road, as if he didn't need to worry about anything. Maybe someday in the near future he'd take a ride in the opposite direction, just to experience the country road again. It'd been pretty nice on the way up, after all, so it could only help to do it again, right?

And then, before he knew it, he had reached the city. Honestly, he kind of wished it had taken longer, but in the end, driving around wasn't what he'd been sent out to do, was it? He was here to try and enjoy himself and make a friend or two. Sure, Eleanor hadn't said that last part specifically, but he knew her, and he knew she probably wouldn't let him back in the house without a fight unless he told her he'd made at least one.

And so he parked the scooter and got to work.

By goofing off and wandering the city streets at like seven in the morning.

✡ Welcome to Salem, Massachusetts ✡

Jeremy Lindall

Jeremy Lindall

_{{ "Me? I'm just some guy. Nobody worth worrying about." }}
Camelia || Spirit || Blitz

---

| {Full Name} |

Jeremy Owen Lindall

| {Nickname} |

Well, if Hannah has a say in it, Slack Ass

| {Date of Birth} |

12/25

| {Age} |

26

| {Gender} |

Male

| {Sexuality} |

Heterosexual

| {Relationship Status} |

Single... Probably.

| {Role} |

Technically a fairly weak Warlock, but generally works as a hunter. Of course, if he gets any say in it, he'd rather be neither, but whatever.

| {Occupation} |

He did, but now that he's moved to Salem, he's gonna have to start looking again.

| {Face Claim} |

Tyler Coe

| {Dialogue Color} |

2ECC71.

| {Appearance} |

Jeremy is fairly tall, about 6'8". He has a glorious beard, beady eyes, and usually looks pretty tired all the time. It is fairly clear that he doesn't put all that much effort into his clothes, usually just wearing a standard shirt and jeans combo, occasionally throwing in a hoodie or jacket if it's cold enough. He has multiple scars on his torso and lower arms. He has no piercings, because needles are really scary.

| {Habits & Quirks} |

He greatly enjoys his rest time, and more often than not you can find him either sleeping or otherwise resting in some way.

He's the kind of person who sighs a lot, mostly when people actually get him to do something other than resting, or pursuing one of his few hobbies.

Sadly, despite how rarely he actually wants to, he usually ends up willingly walking into the middle of whatever chaos is currently taking place, because it's the stupid right thing to do...

Also currently trying to quit smoking. He is only kind of succeeding. He is less adamant about quitting drinking.

| {Hobbies} |

Sleeping
Resting
Relaxing
Slacking off
Drinking
Fishing
Gardening
Cooking
Watching cartoons and weeby shit
Training. Not that he particularly enjoys it, but it's gotta be done.

| {Likes} |

Sleeping or otherwise resting
Not being the center of attention
Cooking
Gardening
Fishing
Drinking
Anime and other weeby shit
Most kid shows, honestly
Peace and quiet
Idiots who don't know when to quit

| {Dislikes} |

Being dragged into bad situations
Loud environments
Spiders...
Dark magic
People who use others for their own gain
People who interrupt his rest
Idiots who don't know when to quit

| {Fears} |

Spiders
The possibility that if he doesn't try to intervene in bad situations, he'll get innocent people killed
The fact that, in all honesty, he probably isn't strong enough to keep people from being killed even when he does step in
Needles

| {Secrets} |

The fact's that one, he's capable of using magic, two, that he has spent most of his life since his childhood fighting monsters, demons and all kinds of other nasties, and three, that he even knows about that side of the world in the first place, rather than just being some normal, mundane civilian.

There's also the fact that he actually came to Salem in the first place because he had gotten a hint that his childhood friend, Hannah Washburne, might have traveled there, as he had been searching for clues to her possible location since she disappeared two years ago.

| {Abilities} |

Jeremy actually has fairly small reserves of magic compared to most other witches or warlocks. As such, almost all areas of magic that manipulate the world around the user take too much energy to produce any more than minuscule result for him. The best he can do in that regard is enchanting objects, something he does on a regular basis. It's easy enough to write runes and store his magic in them as it recharges, after all.

However, his real area of expertise is in the rather dangerous art of manipulating his own soul. Through the use of what little magic he can muster, he takes his soul and uses it to fine tune his own body, giving him brief periods where he is faster, stronger and more durable than normal humans. His senses also become sharper, and if he is able to reach out to another and connect with their own soul, the two souls can resonate with each other, allowing the two to move in unison like a fine-tuned machine. Meanwhile, if he takes a similar path with an enemy, he can forcefully blast a small fragment of his soul into their own, weakening the connection between their souls and their bodies and potentially even causing internal damage, depending on the size of the fragment. Finally, if he really pours his soul into it, he can form barriers out of a combination of his own soul and most of his magical energy.

Outside of magic, Jeremy is also quite talented at martial arts, and is exceptionally skilled with firearms, because despite his general laziness, he still realises that his two choices are train or be horribly killed.

| {Limitations} |

As it turns out, actively manipulating your soul is actually rather dangerous. He gets maybe ten minutes at best before it starts to literally corrode his veins. This is only made worse if he decides to fragment his soul for an ability, which not only weakens him both physically and mentally, but also lowers the time he can use his soul magic.

| {Personality} |

♦ Clever ♦ Lazy ♦ Idealistic ♦ Abrasive ♦

Jeremy is quite a lazy person when it all comes down to it. He's the kind of person who rarely does much unless he feels he has to, instead preferring to simply sleep or rest. When someone does convince him to do something, even when that someone is himself, it is usually done with a sigh, as if he'd rather not be doing it. Even then, he still prefers peace and quiet, making his displeasure obvious if things get too loud or chaotic. He can become quite irritating and sarcastic as he complains too, making him quite the painful person to be around in those kinds of situations.

However, that's not to say it's all bad. Despite his many, many flaws, Jeremy is the kind of person who willingly walk into the flames to try and pull people out, even if he does complain the whole time. In much the same way, he will always hear someone out if they come to him with their problems. Again, there'll probably be a fair amount of sarcasm in his responses, but at the core of it he'll always do what he can to help. He is also fairly protective of normal humans, and doesn't particularly appreciate it when they are targeted by the supernatural community in any way. However, at the same time, he tries to see the best in everyone, be they vampire, werewolf, witch or other, and is equally disapproving of humans who go after the more harmless supernatural beings, like vampires who feed from animals. Of course, he shows no outward signs that he even knows about all that stuff until he has to, so anyone he might fight will underestimate him giving him the advantage of surprise.

| {Place of Origin} |

Ipswich Massachusetts

| {Background} |

In his younger days, Jeremy was a pretty shy kid, rarely speaking out and preferring to keep to himself. He lived alone with his mother and due to being fairly poor, he spent a lot of his time gardening and fishing to help lighten the load on his mothers wallet, as well as cooking it while she worked multiple part time jobs. It wasn't until he was seven that his life changed forever, his mother introducing him to the daughter of her new boss. As it turns out, she may very well have also been the devil herself.

Hannah Washburne.

Of course, he only thought this because of the way she immediately dragged him into all kinds of crazy, troublesome situations, all the while being as condescending as a seven year old can be. It wasn't until they were ten that he found out she was a witch, when she accidentally summoned some kind of terrible tentacled monstrosity straight out of a Lovecraft novel, and got him to help her kill it. From there, it was just one terrifying day after another, with a new incident happening about once a fortnight. Eventually, he got good at using the gun Hannah had pushed on him, and she decided to see if maybe... just maybe... she might be able to teach him a little bit of magic. Of course, she didn't actually expect it to work, so when it did she was just as surprised as anyone else would be, because neither him nor his mother knew anything about it. Hannah's father, who was in fact a powerful warlock, was equally surprised. As soon as Hannah showed him that Jeremy could use magic, even if it was incredibly limited, and immediately tested his mother to see if she could use it too. As it turned out, she could, and was in fact immensely more powerful than Jeremy. From that point on, he took them both under his wing, bringing them to live in his mansion so he could more easily train them. While he taught the two how to control their new abilities, Hannah continued to drag him around and deal with supernatural disturbances.

Eventually, Hannah's father found out just what she and Jeremy were doing every night, and needless to say, he was not particularly happy when he found out just how much danger she was putting the pair of them in, but after discreetly tailing them one night, he noticed that the now young teenagers actually were legitimately talented at the job by now. Realising that Hannah would find a way to keep doing it no matter what he did to try and stop her, and that Jeremy would almost certainly follow after her to make sure she didn't get herself killed, he decided to do the next best thing and teach them how to be more effective himself. He was the one who taught Jeremy how to correctly enchant items, how to use the dangerous magic of soul manipulation, and just how dangerous it was. Meanwhile, Hannah would drag him out to train between hunts, the honing his hand to hand skills and firearm skills.

As time went on, and Hannah continued to drag him out to fight horror after horror, Jeremy's shyness faded away to reveal a person who was just... perhaps 'tired' would be the best word. He no longer even registered how terrifying the things he faced were, instead just sighing and telling Hannah that she was going to get him killed one day as they left the mansion.

And then, when the pair were twenty-five, Hannah vanished. No one knew how it happened, whether she had left willingly or if there was something terrible behind it. Either way, there wasn't a single night where Jeremy didn't find himself wandering the streets looking for any detail he could find. Eventually, after half a year of searching, he got word from one of the their contacts that someone of Hannah's description had been seen in Salem, and rather than wake up early to make the forty minute drive each morning, it would be easier to just find somewhere cheap to live in the town. He'd probably be doing most of his searching at night anyway.

| {Extra} |

He doesn't have a car. Instead, he owns a green scooter to drive everywhere. Also yes I read the rules.

✡ Welcome to Salem, Massachusetts ✡

@Lionhearted
Don't know why, but it says the invite is invalid. Also, Jeremy was accepted right? Because it sounded like he was, but I guess it wasn't specifically said, and I'd prefer to be safe than sorry. Also I may end up changing his picture, and will probably run a few pieces of equipment by you in the discord to see if I can add them in later on.

Emerald City

Alright, I'll be making a post... probably later tomorrow night. I plan to say he arrived nine days ago, just around the right time for it to look super suspicious considering the events that took place just a few days later.

Emerald City

@Snagglepuss89
From the looks of things, Jeremy and Luke are probably either gonna end up best friends or never even meet each other out of laziness.

✡ Welcome to Salem, Massachusetts ✡

@Lionhearted
Technically it might be able to count as a coven, but really it's more of an apprenticeship. He definitely isn't in one in Salem, because he's doing everything he can to make sure they don't realise he knows about all that supernatural stuff until it's too late. Also, he doesn't particularly resent anyone from the supernatural community, but he steps in to stop them when they start targeting innocent people. Again, he does it to hunters who target the more innocent members of the supernatural community as well.

✡ Welcome to Salem, Massachusetts ✡

Alright, here we go, hope he doesn't suck too much!

Jeremy Lindall

Jeremy Lindall

_{{ "Me? I'm just some guy. Nobody worth worrying about." }}
Camelia || With your XXX, the Heavens... || Blitz

---

| {Full Name} |

Jeremy Owen Lindall

| {Nickname} |

Well, if Hannah has a say in it, Slack Ass

| {Date of Birth} |

12/25

| {Age} |

26

| {Gender} |

Male

| {Sexuality} |

Heterosexual

| {Relationship Status} |

Single... Probably... Maybe?

| {Role} |

Technically a fairly weak Warlock, but generally works as a hunter. Of course, if he gets any say in it, he'd rather be neither, but whatever.

| {Occupation} |

He did, but now that he's moved to Salem, he's gonna have to start looking again.

| {Face Claim} |

Tyler Coe

| {Dialogue Color} |

2ECC71.

| {Appearance} |

Jeremy is fairly tall, about 6'8". He has a glorious beard, beady eyes, and usually looks pretty tired all the time. It is fairly clear that he doesn't put all that much effort into his clothes, usually just wearing a standard shirt and jeans combo, occasionally throwing in a hoodie or jacket if it's cold enough. He has multiple scars on his torso and lower arms. He has no piercings, because needles are really scary.

| {Habits & Quirks} |

He greatly enjoys his rest time, and more often than not you can find him either sleeping or otherwise resting in some way.

He's the kind of person who sighs a lot, mostly when people actually get him to do something other than resting, or pursuing one of his few hobbies.

Sadly, despite how rarely he actually wants to, he usually ends up willingly walking into the middle of whatever chaos is currently taking place, because it's the stupid right thing to do...

Also currently trying to quit smoking. He is only kind of succeeding. He is less adamant about quitting drinking.

| {Hobbies} |

Sleeping
Resting
Relaxing
Slacking off
Drinking
Fishing
Gardening
Cooking
Watching cartoons and weeby shit
Training. Not that he particularly enjoys it, but it's gotta be done.

| {Likes} |

Sleeping or otherwise resting
Not being the center of attention
Cooking
Gardening
Fishing
Drinking
Anime and other weeby shit
Most kid shows, honestly
Peace and quiet
Idiots who don't know when to quit

| {Dislikes} |

Being dragged into bad situations
Loud environments
Spiders...
Dark magic
People who use others for their own gain
People who interrupt his rest
Idiots who don't know when to quit

| {Fears} |

Spiders
The possibility that if he doesn't try to intervene in bad situations, he'll get innocent people killed
The fact that, in all honesty, he probably isn't strong enough to keep people from being killed even when he does step in
Needles

| {Secrets} |

The fact's that one, he's capable of using magic, two, that he has spent most of his life since his childhood fighting monsters, demons and all kinds of other nasties, and three, that he even knows about that side of the world in the first place, rather than just being some normal, mundane civilian.

There's also the fact that he actually came to Salem in the first place because he had gotten a hint that his childhood friend, Hannah Washburne, might have traveled there, as he had been searching for clues to her possible location since she disappeared two years ago.

| {Abilities} |

Jeremy actually has fairly small reserves of magic compared to most other witches or warlocks. As such, almost all areas of magic that manipulate the world around the user take too much energy to produce any more than minuscule result for him. The best he can do in that regard is enchanting objects, something he does on a regular basis. It's easy enough to write runes and store his magic in them as it recharges, after all.

However, his real area of expertise is in the rather dangerous art of manipulating his own soul. Through the use of what little magic he can muster, he takes his soul and uses it to fine tune his own body, giving him brief periods where he is faster, stronger and more durable than normal humans. His senses also become sharper, and if he is able to reach out to another and connect with their own soul, the two souls can resonate with each other, allowing the two to move in unison like a fine-tuned machine. Meanwhile, if he takes a similar path with an enemy, he can forcefully blast a small fragment of his soul into their own, weakening the connection between their souls and their bodies and potentially even causing internal damage, depending on the size of the fragment. Finally, if he really pours his soul into it, he can form barriers out of a combination of his own soul and most of his magical energy.

Outside of magic, Jeremy is also quite talented at martial arts, and is exceptionally skilled with firearms, because despite his general laziness, he still realises that his two choices are train or be horribly killed.

| {Limitations} |

As it turns out, actively manipulating your soul is actually rather dangerous. He gets maybe ten minutes at best before it starts to literally corrode his veins. This is only made worse if he decides to fragment his soul for an ability, which not only weakens him both physically and mentally, but also lowers the time he can use his soul magic.

| {Personality} |

♦ Clever ♦ Lazy ♦ Idealistic ♦ Abrasive ♦

Jeremy is quite a lazy person when it all comes down to it. He's the kind of person who rarely does much unless he feels he has to, instead preferring to simply sleep or rest. When someone does convince him to do something, even when that someone is himself, it is usually done with a sigh, as if he'd rather not be doing it. Even then, he still prefers peace and quiet, making his displeasure obvious if things get too loud or chaotic. He can become quite irritating and sarcastic as he complains too, making him quite the painful person to be around in those kinds of situations.

However, that's not to say it's all bad. Despite his many, many flaws, Jeremy is the kind of person who willingly walk into the flames to try and pull people out, even if he does complain the whole time. In much the same way, he will always hear someone out if they come to him with their problems. Again, there'll probably be a fair amount of sarcasm in his responses, but at the core of it he'll always do what he can to help. He is also fairly protective of normal humans, and doesn't particularly appreciate it when they are targeted by the supernatural community in any way. However, at the same time, he tries to see the best in everyone, be they vampire, werewolf, witch or other, and is equally disapproving of humans who go after the more harmless supernatural beings, like vampires who feed from animals. Of course, he shows no outward signs that he even knows about all that stuff until he has to, so anyone he might fight will underestimate him giving him the advantage of surprise.

| {Place of Origin} |

Ipswich Massachusetts

| {Background} |

In his younger days, Jeremy was a pretty shy kid, rarely speaking out and preferring to keep to himself. He lived alone with his mother and due to being fairly poor, he spent a lot of his time gardening and fishing to help lighten the load on his mothers wallet, as well as cooking it while she worked multiple part time jobs. It wasn't until he was seven that his life changed forever, his mother introducing him to the daughter of her new boss. As it turns out, she may very well have also been the devil herself.

Hannah Washburne.

Of course, he only thought this because of the way she immediately dragged him into all kinds of crazy, troublesome situations, all the while being as condescending as a seven year old can be. It wasn't until they were ten that he found out she was a witch, when she accidentally summoned some kind of terrible tentacled monstrosity straight out of a Lovecraft novel, and got him to help her kill it. From there, it was just one terrifying day after another, with a new incident happening about once a fortnight. Eventually, he got good at using the gun Hannah had pushed on him, and she decided to see if maybe... just maybe... she might be able to teach him a little bit of magic. Of course, she didn't actually expect it to work, so when it did she was just as surprised as anyone else would be, because neither him nor his mother knew anything about it. Hannah's father, who was in fact a powerful warlock, was equally surprised. As soon as Hannah showed him that Jeremy could use magic, even if it was incredibly limited, and immediately tested his mother to see if she could use it too. As it turned out, she could, and was in fact immensely more powerful than Jeremy. From that point on, he took them both under his wing, bringing them to live in his mansion so he could more easily train them. While he taught the two how to control their new abilities, Hannah continued to drag him around and deal with supernatural disturbances.

Eventually, Hannah's father found out just what she and Jeremy were doing every night, and needless to say, he was not particularly happy when he found out just how much danger she was putting the pair of them in, but after discreetly tailing them one night, he noticed that the now young teenagers actually were legitimately talented at the job by now. Realising that Hannah would find a way to keep doing it no matter what he did to try and stop her, and that Jeremy would almost certainly follow after her to make sure she didn't get herself killed, he decided to do the next best thing and teach them how to be more effective himself. He was the one who taught Jeremy how to correctly enchant items, how to use the dangerous magic of soul manipulation, and just how dangerous it was. Meanwhile, Hannah would drag him out to train between hunts, the honing his hand to hand skills and firearm skills.

As time went on, and Hannah continued to drag him out to fight horror after horror, Jeremy's shyness faded away to reveal a person who was just... perhaps 'tired' would be the best word. He no longer even registered how terrifying the things he faced were, instead just sighing and telling Hannah that she was going to get him killed one day as they left the mansion.

And then, when the pair were twenty-five, Hannah vanished. No one knew how it happened, whether she had left willingly or if there was something terrible behind it. Either way, there wasn't a single night where Jeremy didn't find himself wandering the streets looking for any detail he could find. Eventually, after half a year of searching, he got word from one of the their contacts that someone of Hannah's description had been seen in Salem, and rather than wake up early to make the forty minute drive each morning, it would be easier to just find somewhere cheap to live in the town. He'd probably be doing most of his searching at night anyway.

| {Extra} |

He doesn't have a car. Instead, he owns a green scooter to drive everywhere. Also yes I read the rules.