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Characters: Modern Fantasy

Aisha Khoury

Aisha Khoury

20 years old

Found in the Cedar Forest of Lebanon as a baby because she was screaming against death.

Has a shadowy death weasel in a box that tracks down gribbly things. She chose it’s form because she likes weasels and they’re good little predators.

Has absolutely zero fear of Death. Both the event and the God. Aisha really appreciates the humor of Death saving her life. She understands Death, it’s purpose, and her role. She essentially wants to do a great job and make papa proud.

Of course, this wasn’t always the case. At five years old she died for the first time and the experience left her shaken. It wasn’t even the dying part – it was her first meeting with past acolytes of death. Most of them were twisted and broken and very clearly off. Before she learned how to ignore them, they spent up into her tweens filling her head with all kinds of doom and gloom. Deep down she is terrified that she’ll end up as insane as the rest of them.

Her teen “rebellion” years ended up bring her closer to Death instead of away. Aisha railed about wanting to be a “normal teenager” and she got her chance to experience different kinds of normal. She got to see how people lived, how they made the most of life or wasted it and how they handled loss, grief, and death itself. Somewhere along the way it all just clicked for her.

Aisha loves life and she feels that death is a necessary part of making life more meaningful and valuable. She does her part in keeping the balance of things by taking care of those gribbly monsters and naughty people.

Aisha is well educated in a wide manner of things, most of them being facts. She’s got a good grip on history and languages, math and science. She gets completely turned about on culture, societal rules, and person to person interactions though. It’s like she understands it, but then gets it all mangled in practice. That’s probably because she was raised by Death, the crazy voices in her head, and spends the vast majority of her time hunting down critters.

She still loves to try interacting with people, though, because people are endlessly interesting and entertaining! Her favorite thing to do after a job is to find a local “fun place” and try it out. More often than not she ends up going home with the first good looking dude to invite her home.

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Characters: Fantasy Characters: Historical

Sorcha

Sorcha inghean Feradach of Clan Cullaich, Queen of Collamagh

Ages 3 – 8
King Feradach was killed during at skirmish at the border. Mercia’s raids on border villages were common, but when they targeted the largest trade town in the lowlands, the King made a personal appearance. The battle was hard but won swiftly. Unfortunately the King sustained internal wounds and died a few days later.

As the only child and heir to King Feradach, Sorcha became the Queen of Collamagh at the mere age of three. Queen Caitriona ruled in her stead as Queen Regent, with Feradach’s brother giving council. They ruled as Feradach ruled, upholding his visions for the country’s future.

Before long, Collmagh found it’s borders attacked at all angles. Mercia had always been a threat on land, but Huaich began to more aggressively hit port towns. Collamagh’s growing wealth and influence had become irresistible. Without enough men to defend the country, Queen Regent Caitriona sought powerful allies. With Ailmain sharing issues with both Mercia and Huaich as well as having a prince not much older than seven year old Sorcha, Caitriona accepted the betrothal.

Sorcha spent the next few years at the Ailmain court under the care of her aunt SOMELADY along with her cousin Maura. She was very fond of Dietrich.

Age 9 – 17
At age nine someone tried to smother poor tiny Sorcha in her own bedchamber. The traitorous woman killed herself before she could answer the question of who sent her. There were major issues in Collamagh. Battles with Mercia were still common, but worse, there was dissent amongst some of the clans about the union with Ailmain. A small grouping believed it was the wrong choice and rumors suggested they were backing a new heir. Queen Regent Caitriona was beginning to second guess the arrangement.

Ailmain did not want to let this investment go, but Sorcha and Dietrich were still too young to marry. Sorcha was spirited away under the cover of night to an unknown location, with promises to Caitriona that her daughter would be safe and that Ailmain would continue to support Collamagh.

Sorcha’s years at the Abbey were quiet and peaceful. Known only as another one of the orphaned girls who made their home there, Sorcha was expected learn and do her chores like all the others. She cared for the animals, washed and mended clothes, cleaned, cooked, amongst other things during the day. At night she would be tutored in history, politics, court and all the necessities of being Queen by LADYNUN who had once been lady of the court in her youth. There were a brief few months when Sorcha was thirteen that she decided she was sick of hiding and she nearly ran away along with the aid of her friend and confidant before they were caught and she got a terrifying lecture from LADYNUN. Once she had a crush on the boy that brought letters and parcels to the Abbey, but that faded and before long he was chasing some other girl.

Present
Sorcha’s location has been discovered and an attempt has been made on her life. She must be returned to the Ailmain court and is soon to marry Dietrich.


Personality

Sorcha was born naturally wild and rebellious. She’ll listen and follow the rules but first she has to ask why and expects you to be able to answer her in a way she finds satisfactory. Raised since birth to be a queen, her responsibility and obligations have been drilled in to her. When she was small, she willfully fought against it, but as she grew older and gained experience, she understood what it meant to be Queen. Sorcha behaves appropriately for a place and situation, though she still has her moments of being a reckless teenager.

Sometimes Sorcha feels trapped by her position. Doing sneaky reckless things become very enticing for an opportunity to get away and not be a queen for a few moments. Most of the time she resists, but some opportunities are too good to pass up. This is generally aided by someone whispering in her ear that it’s a glorious idea.

Love and Happily Ever After is not something Sorcha ever expects to have. That is not something Queens get. She’s just glad that Dietrich is close to her age, her friend and someone she actually likes. It could have been a lot worse. Daydreaming about romance is so lovely though!

Sorcha feels like she needs to prove herself to the world. Because she grew up away from her own country and not fully part of the Ailmain court, she feels like neither are going to take her seriously as a ruler. She doesn’t want to be Dietrich’s trophy wife, she wants an equal partnership. Sorcha has opinions and she is going to share them.

At the moment, Sorcha also thinks she’s invincible and perfectly capable of handling herself in a dangerous situation. Foiled assassination attempts and growing up in a safe place gave her a false sense of security and has made her ill prepared for life at court. She’s been told what’s it’s like and how to be careful, but she’s over confident. She carries a knife with her and she insists she knows how to use it.

On the bright side, Sorcha learns fast from mistakes. She will admit when she’s wrong and take responsibility for it. If her trust is broken, though, it takes a lot to build it back up again. Sorcha doesn’t forgive easily and the more personal the hurt, the more stubborn she is about it.

Sorcha has learned the hard way that titles can affect even the closest of friendships. At the Abbey she had several friends and once it was discovered that she was a Queen, it changed. Her closest friend felt so betrayed that Sorcha never shared her secret. The rest simply treated her different. There felt like an uncomfortable invisible barrier. There is a rumor that one of the girls, one of her friends, was the spy that revealed her location. But because Sorcha had to leave the Abbey so quickly, none of this has been resolved. She doesn’t know who betrayed her, if someone at the Abbey even did, nor has her best friend yet to respond to her letters. Friendship is now something very precious and valuable to Sorcha.


History of Collamagh

A clan (Colla) united the warring clans under one banner. The lands became known as Collamagh. This was so long ago that the original story has become more of a legend than known fact. Some say Colla was a single man blessed by the fae who birthed the first clans by giving sets of lands to his sons. Others recognize Colla as a conquering clan that fought and captured it’s way across warring tribes to unite all it’s people. There are five clans that claim to be direct descendants of Colla, and most often it is one of these clans that rule as Sovereign of Collamagh. The Cullaich clan has the strongest claim due to a long recorded history. At present they have held the throne for six generations.

Collamagh is a small country and for most of it’s history as been self-reliant with no desire to get involved in world trade or politics. Trade markets with other countries were small and few. When the Cullaich clan regained the throne they began negotiations for international trade and allies. The town of Braewick is now it’s largest port of trade.

It’s major exports are fish, cattle, fine leather craft, and wool. Though recently a wealth of silver mining has begun.

In the past three generations, Collamagh’s rising wealth has attracted the attention of it’s neighbors. Huaich has begun to threaten it’s ports, while Mercia is pushing in at it’s land borders. Treaties have not been successful with either country, with things going as far as Mercia out-right trying to invade. After the death of King Feradach in one of these skirmishes, Collamagh made allies with Ailmain through a promise of marriage to it’s still-young Queen.

The Queen Mother Caitriona has been ruling Collamagh as Regent until her daughter Queen Sorcha takes control.


Character Relationships

Caitriona inghean Roibeird of Clan Cullaich – Sorcha’s Mother. Queen Regent of Collamagh. Woman with a spine of steel. Caitriona is not someone to be trifled with, but living without her husband and the years of ruling in Sorcha’s stead have started to take their toll on her health.

SOMELADY of Clan Cullaich – Maura’s mother, Sorcha’s Aunt. King Feradach’s sister. She married in to Clan Cullaich from Clan ????, another clan that claims to be a bloodline of Colla. She feels her daughter has a bigger right to the throne than Sorcha and there is a small group of people who agree. This is not something she openly advertises.

LADYNUN of Abbey – As a young woman, she was a lady of the court. She chose not to marry and joined the Abbey. She is one of the few people that knew Sorcha was at the Abbey and was Sorcha’s teacher. She’s a stern, pious woman, and no one would call her friendly. But she was a good teacher and kept the girls of the Abbey in line.

Maura inghean Magnus of Clan Cullaich – Sorcha’s cousin. They grew up together and were together in Ailmain until Sorcha was whisked away to hiding. They were close friends before, but haven’t yet recaptured that friendship. Maura is a quiet, gentle and thoughtful young woman. Some believe she should be the Queen of Collamagh and that this marriage to Ailmain is a terrible idea. She may just agree. Quietly. Where no one can hear her.

Besseta of Clan Maxton – A lady of titles and fortune and ambitions. There was a lot of sneakery involved in getting anointed as one of the queen’s ladies. She absolutely believes that Sorcha marrying in to Ailmain is the right thing to do, but would happily take her place if given the chance. Openly admits (to Sorcha) that she would throw Sorcha under the carriage if it meant she could wed the future king instead and reminds Sorcha to mind her reputation and think about what’s best for her country. Because she’s not the only one. She’s a huge bitch to anyone she doesn’t deem worth her energy and is kind of an awful person.

Delila of clan Lochreid – Is an absolute nitwit and unreasonable moron, but she is the last heir to her family name and property. She was shipped away by her aging Uncle in hopes that some besotted fool would be charmed by her prettiness enough to ignore the fact she’s an idiot and marry her anyway. She doesn’t want to get married though, Delila wants to run away and have some torrid romance and amazing adventures that get written about in history books. She’s incredibly supportive of Sorcha, especially if there will be a drama involved.

Bridget of Clan Neacail – Probably the closest to Sorcha in temperament and interests, in fact the were almost instant friends. She’s spent most of her time in Ailmain. She encourages Sorcha’s independence and right to use her weight as Queen. She doesn’t have a notable or wealthy family, and she one daughter of seven, so the connections she makes at court are very important. Bridget understands how much pressure Sorcha is under and is always there to whisper advice in her ear, or to sit and listen.

Confidant Friend at the Abbey – Sorcha’s first friend at the abbey and eventual confidant. She was secretly the “decoy girl” should anyone ever discover Sorcha was there. She possibly dies when the abbey is invaded.

Friend at the Abbey 2 – Arrived at the abbey a couple years after Sorcha and became part of the trio. She’s always been competitive with the other two girls and filled with questionably bad ideas. She’s incredibly offended that Sorcha never told her the truth, yet trusted their other friend. She hasn’t spoken since and won’t return any of her letters.

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Characters: Fantasy

Princess Annaliese

Granddaughter of the current king. She’s not even the first one or close to being the heir. Currently lives in a nice Estate home connected with the kingdom’s valuable library.

Where most girls are all a twitter about the next fancy party, Annaliese prefers being buried in her books within the huge library the Estate maintains. She’s fascinated with the history of the kingdom, the magical world, and the old fairy tales. From dawn till dusk she’ll be there with the librarians, organizing collections and reading.

She’s well educated and book smart, but her social skills are lacking. Annaliese knows how to be a proper young woman while entertaining guests or (forced) participation in gatherings. She understands small talk. Going beyond that is awkward and difficult. Annaliese doesn’t have a lot in common with others her age or social class. She finds it difficult to connect to people.

She can rattle off all kinds of knowledge but has no idea how to use it in practical applications. She might even come across as a know-it-all.

Her opinions are very black and white, good and evil. If you’re doing bad things, you’re obviously a bad and evil person. Fairy tales are not real, the thief with a heart of gold is not something that happens in reality. You can absolutely make better choices and not have to do bad things to survive.

Her life has been quiet, uneventful and charmed. Annaliese is spoiled and sheltered. She’s never been exposed to the real world before.

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Characters: Fantasy

Princess Sibella

Every new moon she has a prophetic dream and has had them since she was a child. They don’t always come in order of events and there is no time table for them. She writes them down in a diary. Most of the court knows about this, but it’s treated like a quirk by a silly princess so that no one outside the country takes it seriously. She predicted there would be a war, but not when or that they would fail. Her kingdom thought that because they knew, they could be prepared and would win. (Boy they surely did not.) At some point she’ll have a dream that the new King is going to die and she’ll have to choose whether or not to tell/save him.

Prior to the war, her world was sunshine and rainbows. Sibella was the People’s Princess. (Thus making it very important to keep her alive and part of the new ruling family.) She is sweet, and kind, and sociable. She’d talk to anyone and everyone, and try to be involved and helpful at every opportunity. (Much to the aggravation of the people who kept watch over her, because princesses belonged in castles and not out on the city streets.)

She loves animals and feels hunting for sport is absolutely horrible. She feels guilty eating meat and will avoid it when possible.

Violence is never to be an option when solving problems. Sibella has problems dealing with aggressive people. She’s alright to a point when she can see an obvious reason for the acting out, but not unfiltered rage. Depending on the situation she’ll freeze, shut down, or cry.

Physical contact is also an issue. The one condition on allowing her to roam around and interact with people was that no-touching be involved and that people keep a reasonable distance. They didn’t want her to get stabbed by a crazy person or something equally as harmful. Combined with her family and caretakers also not being physically affectionate, she’s very shy about her personal space. With friendly personalities she might be awkward, with aggressive ones she’d be scared.

She’s never had anything to truly fear until the war happened. Many many bad things happened, there were betrayals inside the castle, and lots of people died. Basically her world has ended and she is terrified about her future.

Father: Johan
Mother: Cyra
Brother: Leander (dead)
Brother: Saul (dead)
Brother: Wilhelm (alive)
Brother: Angelus (escaped)

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Characters: Modern Realistic

Eliza Kerena Cox

Eliza “Izzy” Kerena Cox

31 years old, College Graduate, works at a PR/Marketing Department

Grew up in a poor neighborhood of the inner city with most of her extended family. They’ve been in the house for about three generations. Most of the family work blue collar jobs or get in to a lot of shady business. Eliza’s mom wasn’t having any of that. She married a man with his own business (a car salesman), and together they bullied and terrorized their children in to working hard at school.

Despite having a wild streak, Izzy always made sure to get the grades. She got through college with a combination of scholarship, part time jobs, and parental savings. She’s actually the first of her siblings to finish school despite being the youngest. (One brother works at the dealership with their dad, the other is a dishwasher at a restaurant owned by extended family.) Though she did have a few incidents in college being a drunk party girl. She’s great with her liquor up to a point and then a switch is flipped and she turns in to a bar dancing stripper.

Izzy got serious when she interned at her first job. She takes her career seriously. It’s a weird combination of her traditionalist dad who insists she doesn’t need to work too hard because she can marry a good man to take care of her (like he did for her mom), while her mother demands that she gets that money and is fully capable of being a strong independent woman that don’t need no man (but also pls bby we do want grand childrens). Though she is professional, she’s not opposed to using dirty tactics to get ahead. If she knows your weakness, she’ll use it. Very good at playing whatever role is necessary to schmooze a bossman or client. A sassy monster to her coworkers. Not cruel or a bitchy, but she’ll give people a hard time and steal their clients if they’re not careful. Her decisions can be morally grey, but she’s never crossed a line to screwing anyone over that didn’t justifiably deserve it. There is only one time she got super drunk at an office party, and that night is legendary — for everyone but her. She doesn’t remember most of the night and her bra is still missing.

She has not had much of a social life since she was in college. Izzy dated a lot back then until she got involved with her series boyfriend. Things were put on hold when he shipped out in the military. They had a nasty breakup when she found out he’d been back home for weeks and never told her. She tells her family they’re still together though so they won’t keep hassling her about dating. They’ve given up on her getting married, but that hasn’t stopped the grandchildren requests though.

Really loves animals but has no time for pets. She’d like to have a dog.

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Characters: Fandom

Calypso Primrose Knightly

Calypso Primrose Knightly

House: Ravenclaw

Year:

Blood Type: Old Wizard Family

Wand:

Broom: Dormouse.

Pet:

An absolute vision of dreaminess and serenity. A lady of taste and soft spoken. It’s easy to mistake her for being shy, because she doesn’t pipe up, jump in, or intrude to conversations. She’s actually just listening and filing useful tidbits away for later. Calypso is the Queen of Hogwarts Gossip.

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Characters: Fandom

Opal Gwendolyn Ellesmere

Opal Gwendolyn Ellesmere

House: Hufflepuff

Year:

Blood Type: Old Wizard Family, Mixed blood

Wand:

Broom:

Pet:

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Jamie Louise Kettle

Jamie Louise Kettle

House: Gryffindor

Year:

Blood Type: Muggleborn

Wand:

Broom:

Pet: Squirrel

Born to a family that never ever believed in magic or had wizards in their family tree. Jamie realized she was a bit unusual while a small child in school. Her parents believed she was a naughty child with a wild imagination. They kept her private boarding schools. When she got her letter from Hogwarts, they were more than happy to send her away and made arrangements for her to stay with a “foreign family” as an “exchange student”. She’s been living with a wizard family that also has children in Hogwarts.

Jamie is such an average, boring witch that she could be considered invisible. There is nothing of note or interest about her. She doesn’t look like anything special: Normal height, shapeless straight body, brown hair, brown eyes. She was hoping the teenage “blossoming” would have kicked in by now. Her talents are equally as average. Jamie isn’t particularly amazing at anything, but at least she does make up for it in pure enthusiasm to try.

Maybe she does have one talent. She knows all there is to know about muggles and muggle things and she loves making enchanted items.

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Draco Malfoy

Draco Malfoy

Primarily wears button up shirts; plain or with classy prints. They’ll be form fitting but not tight. If he’s not wearing a tie one or two buttons may be undone, enough to bare collar bones but not chest. Slacks but never jeans. Straight fit and with a belt. Vests, Jackets, long sleeved sweaters. Long coats, knee high preferred. Long flowy cloaks. Ridiculous rich boy shoes. No jewelry but might wear a large ring once in awhile. Likes dark colors. Maroon, forest green, navy.

Draco married Astoria because it seemed like the thing to do at the time. Their marriage has always been rocky and unpleasant. Astoria cheated and it was Draco that demanded the divorce, (though everyone believes she just flat out left him to run off with her lover and stuck him with the kid.)

Draco has absolutely no idea how to be a father. All he knows is that he doesn’t want to be like his. He is stern and a little distance, but is otherwise involved in his son’s life and makes the effort to do dad things.

In his last year of Hogwarts and the years after, Draco was forced to evaluate his life. Gone is the spoiled brat who demands everyone to cater to his whims. (Well okay, not totally. Draco likes things done just right and he will make a scene.) He keeps snide commentary to himself rather than lashing out. He holds a lot of bitterness about his childhood and his family. Including some dark feelings about his present life. He is cold on the surface and moody underneath.

He is quite capable at his job. He’s good with details and taking charge. People listen to him and respect him (with a healthy dose of fear).

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Characters: Fantasy

Lady Sauya of the Rivermist

Lady Sauya of the Rivermist

An infamous Elven Dragon Tamer.

176 Years Old and appears to be in her late middle-age. Long platinum blond hair, silvery blue eyes. Very tall, thin, and lean. Her clothing is light and flowy, usually in faded pastel colors and made of silks.

Participated in some epic war when she was young and that started her fame.

An Alumni of the Dragon Taming Academy.

Her dragon is an extremely large golden scaled thing named Mayan and quite old. She’s had one human rider before Sauya, but they died young. Mayan is a warm sun-bathing fire breather.

Sauya is cool, reserved, elegant. She doesn’t suffer fools. Dry sense of humor. Her physical space is not to be intruded on without invitation. Has a weakness for young people and children, often with motherly affection. Collects so many books she has her own library collection.

A master manipulator of light magic.

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World Building

Gypsy Culture Notes

Roaming culture through multiple countries.

After a boy’s voice changes he is considered a MAN. They then seek out his wife by kidnapping a girlchild from elsewhere.

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Random Notes

Oracle Novel

STORY CONCEPTS


The beginnings of Oracle. Take Samael Norse from BD? Camilla was in to supernatural things he was unaware about, aided by Jonathon. His investigations can take him through occult things, his seeking vengeance against Jonathon and their fight cracking open the gate to hell. Samael’s sacrifice to close the gate and then Jonathon goes on to create Oracle.

Jonathon is the ancestor to Ciara Grey.

CHARACTERS

Ciara Grey: Owns the Hotel Shades. An heiress who married young for love, only to find out her new hubby was a scammer. But not before she got pregnant. She raised her daughter on her own and worked her way through the hotel business until debuting her own hotel. Her daughter went missing at 13, presumed abducted by an internet predator. She’s since made wild choices in husbands and boyfriends, all who have mysteriously ended up dead or missing.

Leon: Ciara’s childhood friend who moved away. Returns as a werewolf.

Lily: Has been held hostage by a vampire for several years. Is rescued by Oracle.

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Characters: Historical

Ruthie Bee Burlock

20 Years Old

Mother died when she was young. Father is a well off “business man”, always looking for more. He’s been using his daughter as a bait-n-switch for awhile now. With promises of “Oh yeah you can marry my daughter, but first I’mma need…” and then swindling them out of a nice fat dowry. These days she’s getting to be a problem (and won’t be in her prime for long) so he’s looking to marry her off to the richest guy he can find. If she’s set up for life, he’s set up for life.

Ruthie has never liked being the bait for the witless but if she wanted food and a place to live, a daughter had to do what she must. Now, though, Father plans to get her hitched for real – and the man he’s chosen is a monster. Worst than he is. She WON’T do it. Ruthie has concocted a plan of her own. Find a good guy, or at the very least a guy who understands a good contract, and make a deal. He’ll get a wife to take care of the house and home for a spell and she’ll have somewhere safe to live. When their time is up and Father is out of her hair, they can go their separate ways or revise their contract. It’s a piece of cake and a brilliant plan.

Ruthie’s eyesight has been getting increasingly worse as she’s gotten older. It started as things just being ever so slightly off focus. These days things are very fuzzy and blurry. This has never stopped her from finding ways to work around it and still function. Faces can be hard to recognize so she learned to tell people and emotions apart through tone of voice. With cooking she sticks to meals she can get through by smell and touch without much trouble. Chores are as simple as keeping up with them regularly. The only thing she has trouble with now is reading. She has a pair of spectacles she purchased off a salesman, and they do alright when she wants to sit and read a book and take her time, but aren’t much help for handwritten things, very fine lettering, or when she needs to quickly read a message or instructions.

Because she wants to prove she is perfectly capable of taking care of herself despite her vision problem, she will get very obstinate about asking for assistance. She has hurt herself on more than one occasion for taking things one step too far from her abilities and refusing to admit it was too much. Her father hasn’t helped the situation at all, by constantly reminding her that she is dependent on him for her survival and soon on this future husband. Otherwise, Ruthie is small, but her body is strong. She’s got a good healthy constitution and hearty endurance. Ignoring her vision and her penchant for accidents, she is fit as a fiddle.

Ruthie is a clever girl with strong opinions, but unfortunately she is not very aggressive. Confrontation can be hard for her because she always has this subconscious fear that it’ll end with her getting hit or abandoned. (Her father has never hit her before, but he’s made it clear in a myriad of different ways of what happens to uppity girls that cause problems.) When she does finally hit the end of her rope to snap at someone, it’s never ended well. She’d snap at the wrong asshole or ruin one of her father’s deal.

If she can get out from under the thumb of others, she’s actually a very friendly sunshine kind of person. She likes to have fun, to play, to dance, to enjoy frivolities and life. Ruthie likes to keep herself busy and active, and it doesn’t matter if it’s keeping her own home in order or going out to volunteer or spend time on social calls. When her vision wasn’t so bad, she was very good at cards. She still enjoys saloons and a little gambling, even if she can’t play cards herself. It’s not exactly respectable, but it’s fun. A lot more fun than playing the role of a prim and proper socialite.

She’s still got a spark of spitfire in her and now that she’s old enough to feel like she can do it (with a little help from a desperate situation), Ruthie’s got every intention of taking control of her life.

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Characters: Modern Fantasy

Chantilly

Chantilly

16 years old. Light brown hair, blue eyes. 5’6″. Dresses comfy casual with a hint of fairy princess. Exp: A lumpy sweatshirt paired with a lacy floral skirt. A baggy button up shirt turned in to a dress with a belt and her hair braided up with flowers, ribbons, and beads. Loves to play with color and style to reflect her mood. Good mood? Break out the rainbow colors and glitter. Bad mood? Morose shades of purple, blue and black.

Chantilly is the typical teenage girl with the usual interests, except she’s just a little too daydreamy. Her grades are average and she doesn’t have trouble in school. She has her group of friends she sits with at lunch and occasionally hangs out with. But most of the time she’s staring off in to space, scribbling down notes, or lost in some novel. Everything around her is just inspiration for her imagination.

Despite seeming to live in a fantasy, Chantilly is firmly grounded in the real world. She understands that fairies are not real, she is never going to have a unicorn, and even something as simple as writing a book won’t be easy. Her plans for the future are solid. She intends to go to college, work for a publishing company as an editor, and eventually publish her own stories.

Chantilly has lived alone with her father for several years now. She’s always felt responsible for taking care of him. Being the adult of the family is something she’s quite proud of! Chantilly wasn’t even upset about her dad dating. Until more recently when he started getting serious about a woman. Now Chantilly is worried that she’s getting replaced.

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Characters: Modern Realistic

Maya Francesca De Soto

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Maya Francesca De Soto

16 – Should be in High School, but hasn’t attended in almost a year.

At first raised by her Abuelita more than she ever saw her mom. Until the old woman died when she was 4. Since then it’s been her mom and an endless string of boyfriends. Some good, some bad. Her babysitters were whomever were available. Ladies in the apartment building, a friend from the neighborhood, the boyfriend of the month. Sometimes she would just have to hang out at the salon where her mother worked and keep out of trouble. The older she got and more independent, the less attention her mother felt she needed. Unless, of course, she needed something and then it was a lot of bribing and begging. Her mom wasn’t a bad person, but she just didn’t think about the future or consequences. She lived on drama and falling in love.

When her mom died, it kind of stopped Maya’s life. Maybe if she had died from drugs or a disease, it wouldn’t have shaken Maya so bad. But it was an accident. A simple bad luck accident. The woman had a little too much sangria, slipped in shiny heels and cracked her head open on the sidewalk. It was so sudden and so unexpected. Maya was a zombie for awhile. She automated through the funeral, completely missed her mother’s boyfriend taking over their apartment and everything they owned. She didn’t snap back in to attention until social services were trying to figure out where she was going to live. Maya didn’t have any other family, and everyone she knew had their own kids and problems to worry about.

After a couple months in foster care, Maya decided to hunt down her real dad. Her mom was so weirdly proud of her romantic history (she said she genuinely loved every single one of her boyfriends, even the ones she cheated on, even her clandestine short affairs, even the crazy assholes), and she kept a box of memories for all of them. Maya narrowed it down to the men closest to her conception date, and started contacting potential fathers. The first two were more than happy to prove they didn’t have a long lost daughter. The third so vehemently refused he got violent. (She snatched some of his hair in the scuffle and paid for the test herself. Maya had never been so happy to find out a guy WASN’T her dad.)

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Princess Ysabelle Jurišić

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Princess Ysabelle Jurišić

20 Years Old

Raven black hair and dark brown eyes. Flawless tanned complexion. 5’5″ and thin, but has never grown out of that young “babyfat” look. When she doesn’t age up her makeup, she’ll come across looking 15 (and it drives her crazy). Ysabelle is fit and strong – she exercises regularly and takes care of her health. She rarely gets sick. Can handle her alcohol like a champ. Her clothing has been custom made since she got her hands on Cristobal. Loves couture fashion and will experiment with all kinds of looks just for fun. Except for orange, she just has a personal hatred for orange. Always dresses with the appropriate style for a venue but amped up to be flashy and attention grabbing.

Received her education through private schools and private tutoring. She’s well versed in History, Politics, and Languages (she is very passionate about language). She finished through her secondary education at the top of her peers. With no plans to attend a college full time, Ysabelle has instead since been squeezing in tutoring and classes in to her schedule when ever she can. Her career is “Future Queen” so her education has been solely focused on the tools that will help her for ruling.

Fluent in: Croatian, Hungarian, Italian, Spanish, French, English and Latin.
Basics of: Russian, Czech, German, Swedish, Dutch, and Portuguese.
She is beginning to dabble in Japanese and Egyptian Arabic, but has had some trouble switching gears from the Germanic and Romance languages.

She is a well practiced dancer, but never took to playing musical instruments or singing. Her personal interests are focused on language, fashion, and horses. Ysabelle’s favorite horse is a grey dappled Percheron named Latica, and is the only horse she wants for official parades or processions where a horse is required to ride or pull her carriage.

Ysabelle does not have any close friends. Her public persona is the only one the world seems to know: a wild child party girl bimbo. Though she never makes a mockery of important events or places she needs to be respectful, she makes as many public appearances in random places as possible. Nightclubs, hotels, shopping – anywhere she can get a photo op to add to her growing reputation. The truth of the matter is that Ysabelle is actually a very savvy girl. These parties and incidents are hiding the fact she’s making real network connections with more than just royal figureheads, but their children and their staff as well, giving her a little inside information to what’s going on in the world.

A lot of her behavior and choices may be due to family drama. For the past three generations, relations have been strained through a few branches of the family. Social gatherings were awkward at best, violent at worse. Ysabelle distanced herself to avoid confrontation when she was very young, and it eventually just became a habit. Her persona makes sure that the unsavory parts of the family continue to overlook and underestimate her until it is time to take over the throne. Though she often feels trapped by her destiny, she also intends to take it seriously and do the job she was born to do.

She pretends her lack of closeness with people doesn’t bother her, but it’s started to wear her down. Though Ysabelle has had “boyfriends” for public appearances and shallow sexy hookups for personal fun, she has never been in a real relationship nor had feelings for someone. That might be why she’s now obsessed with an old family fairy tale, and the idea of hunting down the perfect man to be her husband and future king in this grand adventure. Not only does she want someone who can handle the responsibility of running a country, she wants to actually fall in love. Be with someone she connects with on a deeper level. Ysabelle has a very VERY detailed description of who this person is and refuses to settle for anything less.

Ysabelle is kind of fearless. It helps that her security detail makes sure nothing dangerous gets within ten feet of her, but even when she was a child she simply wasn’t afraid of anything. She’d slay her own monsters, faced whatever scared her head on, took chances and risks with a little bit of a thrill. Ysabelle hasn’t yet encountered anything that terrifies her. (Though the thought of being alone and never having a chance to have a real romantic love is starting to be a thing that irks her.)

She doesn’t like people in her bubble or her personal space unless they are specifically allowed to be, or if she initiated it first. Currently this list includes Boris (her security), Cristobal (her tailor), and the lovely lady that does her hair and makeup for important public events.

Discovering Autumn in a New York airport was the best thing to happen in her life. She knew the second she saw that girl it was a moment of destiny. Ysabelle managed to follow her in to a bathroom to make contact without her security detail seeing, and from there she convinced the girl to meet her later and join her on an amazing caper. She’s actually very fond of Autumn and absolutely adores how sheltered and sweet she seems to be. Ysabelle believes she is giving Autumn the chance and experience of a lifetime. She is completely confident that things are going to go well and work out flawlessly. She met a girl with her face just when she needed a sign, how could it not?

Brief History of Montcoria

The Isle of Montcoria succeeded from Crotia during a time when there was strife between the ruling noble families and their territories.

Like Croatia, it’s noble hierarchy is heavily inspired by the French, but over the centuries it’s culture has evolved through influences by Italy, Hungary, Montenegro, Greece, Turkey and Russia due to connections made through marriage or political alliances.

Outside of the official royal bloodline of the Jurišić family (ruling Montcoria since the 1600s and residing in Montcoria itself or within Croatia) there are four other branches to the family that make their homes in Hungary, Italy, Turkey and finally the French branch that no one likes to speak of or to because they’re assholes. Extra especially because they like to brag that they have the closest claim to the throne.

There is presently strife within Montcoria. Archaic elders that aren’t keen on a woman being the next Queen despite there being plenty of Queens in the past. The French side of the family getting uppity. Squabbles with a neighboring small country wanting to merge with Montcoria. And rumors of a Noble family’s old vendetta against the family and their fight to make it a “democratic” nation (which is really just them weaseling a way to take control of the government).

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Winifred Wilde

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Winifred Wilde

24

Call her Freddie, because calling her anything else might get you hit.

Carries a surprising amount of knives hidden on her person. Also has a small hand gun (and knows how to use it). She’s only ever pulled the gun out on someone once, and the situation definitely warranted it.

Freddie is an animal whisperer– as in, she freaking loves animals and she will make friends with every animal she comes in contact with because fuck yeah, animals are more awesome than people.

She rides a motorcycle that may or may not be stolen.

In fact almost everything Freddie has on her was probably stolen. She only carries enough stuff with her that can fit on her bike. So ever so often she has to get her hands on some new clothes or toiletries and that tends to involve some petty shoplifting or stealing people’s laundry off a line.

She never wastes money on hotel rooms and chooses to just camp outside. Freddie has a sleeping bag and a durable popout tent for when it rains. when she wants to clean up, makes due with gas stations, rest stops, and if she’s feeling fancy; breaking in to someone’s house when they’re not home.

Brief History

Freddie was found in a basket at a State Park in one of the picnic areas wrapped in a blanket pinned snug with a note. It read: Please take care of our little Princess Winifred. There was also a bit of gold and a few items in the basket, but those “mysteriously” didn’t make it to the orphanage along with the baby.

When no one claimed the infant, they dubbed her Winifred Park (after the location she was found) and made arrangements to get her adopted. Generally, babies are very easy to place in good homes, but Freddie did not seem to have the best luck. She had a few health issues that required hospitalization, (ex: pneumonia) likely from her who-knows-for-how-long basket camping in the woods, and adopting couples struggled to deal with it. During her child years she spent her time in and out of foster homes or group homes.

Around 10 she was adopted by a wonderful couple that she adored very much. For the first year everything seemed to swimmingly, but then the cracks in the facade started to show. The couple had adopted because they thought it would help their marriage. (Children was a big issue, but she never really had a chance to find out why.) When they got divorced, Freddie was used as a weapon and tugged back and forth between them. Eventually social services stepped in and back in to foster care she went. They never even bothered to check in on her again. It’s something she’s still burned about.

By 13 she just stayed in a group home with other teens. They were supposed to go to school, get part time jobs, and learn to support themselves… but Freddie had a few not too good influences. Getting in trouble was the cool thing to do. Vandalizing, stealing, partying, being wild in general. Through a few mistakes and moments taken too far (some even landing her in kid-jail), Freddie learned a lot about surviving bad situations and what she considers is right and wrong. She doesn’t pretend to be a good person but there are things you just don’t do.

During these escapades, she had a sweetheart she thought the world of. Many foxy things happened and then something went terribly wrong. DID SHE GET PREGGERS? I DON’T KNOW GUMMY, PERHAPS OR PERHAPS NOT?

Freddie took off on her own around 16. Did not graduate high school, did not collect 200 dollars. (Okay, she did, but she stole it because she needed the bus money.) She got herself a fake new I.D. and changed her last name to Wilde instead of Park. These years were kind of a mess of choices. A lot of events had her thinking about where she’s been and where she was going in the future. Freddie began to wonder more seriously where she came from.

Personality

Freddie is light and airy marshmallow on the outside with a bitter dark chocolate center. Growing up an orphan kind of messes with your self worth a lot. She had parent issues because they abandoned her practically in the woods. Parent issues because of the people who sent her back to the orphanages. Parent issues with all the people who skipped past her. Relationships have been a problem too. Lost ties with potential siblings and people from schools she never stayed at for long. Fake friends who got her in to a lot of bad situations and then bailed when it was convenient. Pseudo-boyfriends that were jerks or only interested in going to pound town. These things all contributed to making her feel like a person who wasn’t really worth the time.

Somehow, though, there is a little light of hope in her. Maybe because there were a few precious moments where she did connect with someone. Moments where she was happy and hopeful about life. Any time her thoughts start going dark or life looks bleak, she holds on to that feeling and pushes through whatever is going on. Freddie still doesn’t believe she deserves a happy ending, but the hope is still there deep down that it’s possible.

On a day to day basis, she’s a clever and charming girl. Charm can get you just about anything if you know how to use it.

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Lux

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The Knight family is forced to move to a new town thanks to Dad’s new job. The kids try to make a name for themselves by accepting a strange dare on Halloween night – sneak in to the creepy old lady’s house and come back with proof. They get more than they bargained for: A curse and an introduction to a very strange society.

PREMISE

Life kind of sucks at the new highschool for Ashley, Skylar and Tobias. One Halloween they accept a dare to break in to the old lady’s house at the end of a dead end street. Because the house is creepy as fuck, rumors about her being a witch have been going around for decades. It doesn’t help that she’s rude and surly as hell. When they break in and claim some items for thieving, they end up activating a curse. Each kid becomes the subject of their costume. Ashley a witch, Skylar a fortune teller, Tobias a vampire. (Including a couple others?) They have to deal with trying to get themselves back to normal — if it’s even possible — along with a new world of weird things they uncover in the process.

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Destiny Leigh Jordan

Destiny Leigh Jordan

Professor of Anthropology (Has Tenure)

Socially awkward orphan. Doesn’t spend too much time outside of her bubble. Has a hard time with knowing how to say things without putting people off. Will occasionally go overboard trying to “fit in”. (Like trying to do what the cool professors are doing, and being so unnatural and weird about it. “Look, I too can drink many beers, associates”) She’s a bazillion times more relaxed when just being her weirdo self.

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Sugar Renae Simone

Sugar Renae Simone

Professor of Art History

Brother, Dad, and Grandpa are in a Jazz band. (They’re amazing, check them out at their favorite haunt.)

Quirky weirdo and enjoys every minute of it. Everything and anything is inspiration. Always looking for the perfect nude model for her art even though most of her art is abstract.

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Characters: Modern Fantasy

Nora Jade Vicario

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Nora Jade Vicario

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At 5’6 she is just one inch taller than her older sister and Nora loves bragging about it. She weighs less than her too. And looks better in her clothes. And she never even exercises! Ever! Of course that does make her as strong as a baby kitten and easy dragged around by Rhiannon, but at least she’s prettier. Nora wears cute trendy clothes and bright colors. When she can get away with it, she asks Kat to put cool color streaks in her hair.

As a high school senior, Nora is the pretty typical teenager. She watches a lot of tv, listens to music, spends too much time on social media. Nora doesn’t have any friends her own age, though. She blames her over-protective Grandmother and her busybody sister. Grandma Jimena says she’s just like her mother, and needs to stop being so provocative or she’ll lose her precious flower. (Whoops. Better not tell Grandma what happened after Prom.) Rhiannon is always dragging her to band stuff. Luckily, Nora is so infatuated with Michael, Evan and Kat, that being the band’s #1 groupie is now her goal in life.

Nora is energetic, talkative, and flirty. She’s trying real hard to prove she’s also a grownup and that just because she’s 17 doesn’t mean she can’t handle herself. And, just like her mother, she’s got a little streak of the devil in her. Nora is attracted to trouble.

She lives with her Grandmother Jimena and her older sister Rhiannon. Lately her grandmother has been threatening to send her off to a Catholic convent somewhere to become a nun. Nora shouts back she’ll run away and join a circus before that happens. Rhiannon is always having to step in a smooth things out, and has been trying to encourage Nora to go to college after graduation. But all Nora wants to do is be a part of the band.

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Rhiannon Estella Vicario

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Rhiannon Estella Vicario

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Stands at 5’5. Dark brown hair, brown eyes. She’s got the hips and the curves and as her grandmother says “the baby fat cheeks”. What she lacks in physical stature and strength, she makes up for with stamina. when you meet Rhiannon off stage, she doesn’t look like she belongs in a band. You’d figure she should be off reading books in a library somewhere. But when it’s go time, she vamps up and goes all out with the makeup and clothes. She’s not shy at all about bringing sex appeal to the band. On her right wrist there is a tattoo of the roman numeral seven. Her grandmother was pissed at first, but simmered down because it’s a holy number.

Rhiannon plays the drums, but she’s savvy with the piano as well. Her guitar skills could use a little work. She is also the lead female voice.

Rhiannon is someone who is easily underestimated. First impressions make her seam like she is quiet and shy. She seems to wait until everyone else is involved in the conversation before she steps in. This is because she’s sizing up the people around her. She’s perceptive and knows how to adjust her behavior to make people comfortable, or if necessary very uncomfortable. Rhiannon is a boss. No one steps on her or over her. Unfortunately, Rhiannon is so focus on taking care of her family and working for the band that she forgets how to have fun. She never seems to take the time to relax or think about herself. She’s joined Evan in being concerned about Kat (and is now concerned about Evan’s sudden behavior changes), is always trying to get Michael to be more responsible, and is always babysitting her sister. When the band is actually performing seems to be the only time Rhiannon lets go and enjoys the moment.

Rhiannon’s mother Valentina was always trouble for Grandma Jimena. The woman had a rebellious streak. She’d sleep around and hookup with guys for favors. Eventually this led her in to drugs and crime. Shortly after Rhiannon’s younger sister Nora was born, Valentina ended up arrested and sent to prison. When Valentina ended up killed in a prison fight, Grandma Jimena packed up her home, and moved the children to Arkansas. Their father was never in the picture and not even Jimena knows who the man was, or if he fathered both children.

On her first day of school Rhiannon didn’t want to go. She didn’t know anybody. Grandma Jimena advised Rhiannon to find her people and make friends as quickly as possible. The girl might’ve taken it a little too literally. When she overheard a few students at lunch talking about a few bands she also loved, Rhiannon plopped herself down at the table and blurted out We’re friends now! After a moment of confused faces all around, Michael rolled with it. Even though Rhiannon was a couple years younger, she seemed to fit in well and her ability to take charge of things and get them all focused became an asset.

Rhiannon ended up the only one in the band who attempted college. Jimena really pushed her to excel and get a higher education. But Rhiannon found it difficult to balance school, work, and the band. Last year she made the call to quit school and focus entirely on the band. She believes they’ve got the talent and that something special to make it big. All they need is someone putting in full time to make it happen.

Currently, Rhiannon still lives with her little sister and Grandmother in their tiny but cozy home.

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Beware the Forsaken: Rewrite Outline

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Beware the Forsaken

PLOT Heroine moves out to a small town and finds herself in the middle of a weird shit. Spooky thriller.

THINGIES: Weird letters. Accidents. Missing people.

OUTLINE

SCENE: PRELUDE TO A MYSTERY

Very short snippet of Heroine in the cabin with Hero, reflecting on the past few weeks of events and wondering if he is the cause. It’s directly after she fell in to the lake.

SCENE: NEW HOME

Heroine moving in to town, meeting a few people, and everything is atmospherically weird.

SCENE: FIRST LETTER

Heroine finds a strange letter/note in her home.

SCENE: FIRST ACCIDENT

Heroine has issues with her car.

SCENE: CREEPY WEIRDO

Hero being kind weird and creepy.

SCENE: ADRIENNE BEING CHASED

Creepy shit in the woods leading Heroine to be chase and falling through thin ice at the lake.

SCENE: ADRIENNE REFLECTS

Once safe and warm and cleaned up in the cabin, Heroine is reflecting on the past few weeks and has some suspicions about Hero.

SCENE: CREEPY SHIT IN THE WOODS

Heroine walking in the woods to clear her head and creepy shit happens.

SCENE: KIDNAPPED

Heroine is kidnapped.

SCENE: FREAKY SHIT

Unknown place of freakyness. Hero comes to the rescue.

SCENE: HERO EXPLAINS

Hero finally confesses what he’s doing there in town. Learning about his sister and what he’s found out so far.

SCENE: FOUND BY THE BAD GUYS

Heroine and Hero get reclaimed by the freakypeeps.

SCENE: ESCAPE

Heroine saves the day with smart thinking, but possibly in a way that ends with her death.

SCENE: CLOSURE

Hero has closure about his sister.

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CHARACTERS

Adrienne : Heroine. Dark hair, brown eyes, small stature. She’s moved in to town for a job. Has parents and a sister.

Derek: Lives in a cabin out in the woods. He’s been around for about a year. His sister used to live there but then she disappeared.

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Characters: Modern Realistic

P.J. Hamilton

P.J. Hamilton

Princess Josephine Hamilton

Light honey-brown hair, soft grey-green eyes. Around 5’8″, average body but totally out of shape, zero body strength or endurance. Her everyday clothes consist of pajama pants, yoga pants, leggings, occasionally jeans, tshirts, raglans, henlies, hoodies, sweaters, sneakers. No jewelry or makeup. Except when she needs to make herself presentable for her parents. Then she jazzes herself up with cute little dresses or her “designated outfit” for certain places or situations. She has one little black dress she uses for 90% of all formal functions, meetings or interviews.

Prin was adopted by a couple who couldn’t have children, and they LOVE their child. Smothering, spoiling amounts of love. They named her Princess because that is what their new little bundle of joy was- their precious princess. She much prefers being called P.J (or Prin if you’re allowed).

She is a severe introvert, but is good on putting on a social performance for the sake of her parents. They spent all of her childhood thrusting her in to various social activities for experience and because their baby should have the best, despite the fact they really couldn’t afford much. They made a lot of sacrifices for her. She can’t seem to ever say NO to them. They love her so much, do so much, are such great people who took in this baby because they wanted one so badly! (Sometimes she wonders what would happen if one of them ever asked her to kill someone. She figures she’d still be unable to refuse them.)

Prin has no problem telling other people no, in fact she’s kind of extreme about it. She’s absolutely unwilling to do just about anything by request or for someone else. This often comes with a lot of guilt because she thinks it makes her a bad person, and it’s worse when people pile on the shame and call her selfish. She just doesn’t like getting bullied in to things just to “seem nice”, especially if she’s uninterested. To avoid these kinds of things, Prin avoids having many friends in general and tends to keep to herself. On very rare occasions she’ll like someone enough to do anything for them. (Presently the only person that qualifies is her very young 8 year old cousin. She thinks the kid is the most adorable thing on the planet.)

At 18 she got curious enough to look in to her birth parents. It turned out she was seized by the state because the pair was heavily involved in illegal things. The mother signed her over in a closed adopted. Prin decided not to ever make contact, and it reaffirmed her adoptive parents as angels she never wants to disappoint.

Prin currently lives by herself in a tiny rented apartment and is an English Major in college. Her place is an organizational disaster. She likes not having to be neat and perfect. But when she gets wind of her parents coming for a visit, she will clean the place up spotless.

She also has a dirty little secret. To pay her bills she writes porn with weirdo strangers on the internet. Prin can’t stand it, but it pays really well. Better than her legit job at the laundromat. What she REALLY wants to do is publish novels.

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Characters: Fandom

Luna Lovegood

Luna Lovegood – Ravenclaw – ADULT LUNA

Wand: Her second wand. Specifically made by Ollivander and given to her. Pine, swishy, unicorn hair.

Writes the occasional article for the Quibbler. Does a lot of exploring and research of odd things.

Summer and Fall colors. Bright. Orange, Peach, Cyan, Sapphire Blues, Silvers.

Thick lumpy sweaters. Weird prints. Root vegetables. Stars and sky. Fruits. Lace and mix-matched patterns. Glitter and sequins. Skirts and dresses. Barefoot when ever possible, a wide assortment of interesting shoes when not. Overalls and jumpers. Sunflowers, daisies, tulips, black-eyed susans, hollyhocks.

Has a blunt way of saying things. Stares longer than is polite. Daydreamy. Loses things easily. Defensive about things her loved ones are passionate over. (Doesn’t like people insulting them.) Believes in impossible things and thinks the scientific method is narrow-minded. Adores creatures and plants. Paints and crafts. Likes to explore and discover. Doesn’t believe someone is being sincerely friendly with her until they prove otherwise. (Long-running experience with people thinking she’s crazy and treating her as such.) Incredibly brave. Softer than people realize.

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Random Notes

The Scion Diaries: Red Raven and White Sea Outline

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PLOT POINTS

Bigger Picture

A dark ancient god is unleashed when they try to break the curse on Ferius. This god needs to be resealed.
— The romance of Ferius and Delilah.
— Ferius vs Cristobal.

Plot Point

Magdeline and Dudeoldpants are trying to retrieve Delilah and *SURPRISE* her son.
— Anthony betraying the crew of the Red Raven by working with them.

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SCENE OUTLINES

PRELUDE: THE CURSE

A flash of Ferius and Cristobal becoming something else.

SCENE: GRIFF IS 13 DAMNIT

— Opening with Griff asking Captain Delilah Red if he can join the crew ashore this time because he is 13 now and he swears he won’t cause a ruckuss like the last time. Introduce the crew and their dynamics with each other as they make port in Rilinhar.

SCENES: CONVO WITH MARKUS, HEARING ABOUT BLOOD PIRATE

— The crew walk in to The Rusty Cock.
— Delilah has a brief conversation with Markus. He warns her that her mother has been searching for her. This is weird because her mother hasn’t given a damn about looking for her before.
— The crew chilling and swapping stories with the locals. There’s rumors about a creepyass pirate who wrecks ships and drinks the blood of the people he captures.

SCENES: SEX WITH FERIUS AND STEALING HIS SHIT

— Delilah fools around with one of the story tellers (Ferius), afterwards she steals his shit for funsies.

SCENES: GIVE MY SHIT BACK DELILAH

— Delilah is out with Griff in the village ordering supplies for the Red Raven. They’re talking about the rumors about a blood pirate, monsters on the seas, and what makes myth and legends. There’s some talk about Markus and why he chose to retire. Markus’ wife may be with them shopping for herself and her new baby. Griff wants something he thinks is super cool and Delilah hands him the money she stole from Ferius on the promise that Griff work for it later.

— Ferius catches them in the market place. Delilah sends Griff off with Markus’ wife. Ferius is amused that she just passed off his purse to the kid oh so blatantly and that she stole from him, but there’s something she took that he wants back. Delilah flat out refuses. She stole it fair and square. Ferius tries to explain that he’s all for playing games, but not about that box. He stresses that she doesn’t understand what she has. This patient discussion turns in to a scuffle when he tries to physically search her for it. Delilah gets away and disappears in to the crowd. The scene ends with Ferius looking furious.

SCENES: FERIUS IS THE BLOOD PIRATE OH SHIT

— A few days or weeks later, the Red Raven is trying to raid a ship on the sea. Delilah is barking out orders on how the raid is going to go. They’ll be stealing weapons that are being shipped out to some other country for a war. Their intent is to steal them and sell them off for a profit elsewhere. Delilah stresses that she doesn’t want anyone dead unless they’re asking for it, and they’re not taking prisoners. Prisoners cost too much to feed.

— In the middle of the raid another ship appears. It’s all black, deck to sails. The flag has a strange symbol on it that no one has ever seen before. The closer it gets, everyone starts to realize that the sailors on that ship aren’t normal. They look human enough, but they’re dead. A fight breaks out now where their target ship is getting raided by these undead pirates AND the Red Raven is in danger of getting raided.

— Ferius appears on the deck of this new ship. The Moira’s Gloom is his and the crew realizes he is the Blood Pirate everyone has been talking about. The Red Raven crew has to fight their way back to their own ship and flee, leaving their target at the mercy of the Moira’s Gloom.

SCENE: FERIUS CAPTURES RED RAVEN AND ANTONY IS A COWARD

— Delilah and the crew are reflecting on what the fuck just happened. The rumors of the Blood Pirate are real. Delilah has to confess that she banged that guy and that she stole something from him. There is an argument on whether or not they should give it back or if they should open the box and find out what it is. Delilah states that she left the box somewhere safe. They don’t have any time to come to a conclusion because the Moira’s Gloom is on their ass again. They try to out run it, but tumultuous seas and nasty winds prevent them from getting far.

— They are invaded by the Moira’s Gloom. There’s a big badass fight but it looks like they are losing fast because the undead pirates are freaking people the hell out, and it seems impossible to stop them. Ferius manages to capture Delilah because she came to the defense of Griff. A few other members of the crew are captured in the fray. Antony makes the call to take the Red Raven and escape with the few people that’s still conscious. He abandons the captain and his crew mates.

SCENE: FERIUS MAKES THREATS AND IT BACKFIRES

— Ferius has Delilah in a cell and he is pissed as all fuck. He threatens to kill all of her crew that he’s captured, which makes the situation worse and Delilah much less inclined to listen. He tries to take the amulet off her but he’s shocked when he touches it. This surprises the both of them. He demands that she hands it over and tries to stress again how important this is, but she’s still refusing to listen, especially now that he’s threatened her people. She won’t take it off and give it to him, nor will she tell him where the box is. Ferius leaves in a fury.

SCENE: FERIUS GETS INFO FROM THE CAPTURED CREW

— Ferius talks to some of Delilah’s captured crew to see if he can find away around her stubborness. He learns a little bit about each one of them and their loyalties to their captain. He slowly starts to realize that letting his anger get the best of him had been a mistake and that he needs to change his approach if he’s going to get his stuff back. He has an interesting moment with Griff.

SCENE: FERIUS TRIES TO MAKE A DEAL AND LOSES HIS TEMPER

— Ferius makes a second effort at talking to Delilah, this time as equals. He provides a meal and he tries to make her an offer that is supposed to appeal to her. She finds the entire thing insulting and still vaguely threatening. But in talking about themselves, they have a small bonding moment and things start getting a little foxy. In the end, Delilah makes a split second decision to take advantage of the moment and tries to make an escape. Ferius loses his temper and in frustration he uses a blood-bond magic on Delilah. Since she doesn’t understand the stakes involved, he’s going to force her to.

SCENES: ANTONY TO THE RESCUE NO WAIT HE’S A SHIT

— In the dead of night the Red Raven attacks the Moira’s Gloom for a rescue, led the way by Antony and a few new people he’s added to the crew. The rescue attempt is successful and they all make it out unscathed. There is a moment of angry Ferius on the deck of Moira’s Gloom and the sky boiling with a brewing storm.

— While out at sea when Delilah tries to take her command back, Antony reveals that the Red Raven is his now, and his new crew is there to back him up. He’s got a mission to bring Delilah to her Mother and in exchange, he gets to have the Red Raven along with a very nice reward. The crew loyal to Delilah refuse to take part in the mutiny and all of them are thrown in to the hold.

— The Red Raven is caught in a nasty storm. It’s tossed and turned by the waves until it finally capsizes. You see several people in the water before everything goes grey.

SCENES: DELILAH LEARNS THE TRUTH ABOUT FERIUS

— Delilah has washed up on the beach of an island that looks completely deserted. When she starts to explore, she begins to realize someone does live there and slowly discovers that it belongs to Ferius. Ferius shows up and they have a violent fight. He destroyed her ship, she believes her entire crew may be dead. He finally tells her that they’re not dead and then takes her deep in to the island to at last explain why he’s been so determined to get his stuff back. What the stakes are.

— Delilah doesn’t believe the story, because it sounds outrageous. She’s still so angry, doubts that her crew is still alive. She’s been betrayed twice before, and this is likely to be another one. But Ferius story has an alluring appeal too. The chance to become powerful, immortal, a god.

— An enemy of Ferius attacks. Cristobal has been waiting a long time for Ferius to return to the island, especially now because he knows the amulet and box has been stolen. Cristobal has his own minions– a cult of insane fanatics that are worshiping him. It’s revealed that Cristobal is the actual Blood Pirate of rumor, and they like to ritually sacrifice everyone they capture. Cristobal tries to appeal to Delilah amidst a fight, to convince her to join him because unlike Ferius, he actually has ambitions. Real live people who follow him and not soulless ghouls. Delilah has a moment where she can kill Ferius and escape or join Cristobal’s quest for power. She hesitates, and in the last moment decides not to hurt Ferius.

— Her crew suddenly appears to the rescue. In the chaos of Cristobal trying to get at Ferius, they get away. They end up stealing the small ship of Cristobal’s to get off the island.

SCENE: DELILAH AND FERIUS MAKE NICE WHILE GRIFF IS SNATCHED

— Back in Rilinhar, Delilah is thinking about Ferius and everything he’s told her along with the appearance of Cristobal who gave some credit to Ferius’ wild story. She’s still not sure if she believes it, but she’s understanding his motivations just a little bit more. Her crew is her family and if what he claims is truth, that would put them in danger. Ferius finds her again and they have a moment of understanding.

— Payal and Ace come to tell Delilah that Griff is missing. He’s been taken by Antony, who has left a threat. Delilah has to come for the boy to see her Mother or he’s going to kill the kid. Delilah reveals to Ferius that Griff is actually her son. When she was sixteen she got involved with an older Lord and wound up pregnant. She told the man and he revealed he didn’t have any real interest in her besides a fun lay, and that he’d rather see the baby and her dead than admit he screwed around. It’s where she got her scar. Delilah chose to run away and joined her no-good uncle on his escapades. She doesn’t know why her mother is so intent on finding her now, when she never cared to before. Ferius offers to help get the boy if she promises to give him his stuff back.

SCENES: GETTING THE BOY BACK

— Delilah and company follow Antony’s instructions for a meet. They end up going somewhere fancy smancy to meet Delilah’s mother, the Lady Magdeline. They are surprised to discover that the woman no longer cares about getting her daughter back, she’s already discovered what she really needed to know – the whereabouts of Delilah’s child. It turns out, the father Lord Laurentius lost his heirs and the child he sired with Delilah is the only one left.

— There is a huge fight and who the fuck knows what happens. Lord Laurentius is probably killed in the process. The end result will be Delilah getting her son back, but Magdeline making a very big deal about coming to get her grandchild in the future.

SCENES: MUTUAL UNDERSTANDINGS AND WTF IS THIS SHIT

Ferius and Delilah now have a thing going. Ferius helped her get her son back, and now she is willing to trust him about his big curse and god problem. They have sexy moments. But when Delilah tries to give him the amulet back, she physically can’t. Though she can take it off, he still can’t take it from her. Even when she sets it down and lets it go, he can’t take it. He doesn’t understand what this means, as it’s never happened before. His first suspicion is that it’s because of the blood bond he made with her.

SCENE: THE NEW CREW OF MOIRA’S GLOOM

— Delilah and her companions become crew on the Moira’s Gloom. They’re all grumbling about this, Delilah included, but the Red Raven is gone. No one is all that comfortable with Ferius’ undead lugat crew. He explains further about what they are, how they were created, and why they’re useful. When your whole crew is already dead, you don’t have to worry about anyone dying in a fight. He’s been at this for a long time. There’s a little bit of bonding going on for everyone. They may have a small adventure here, a calm before the storm kind of thing.

SCENE: HOW TO BREAK THE CURSE

— Delilah and Ferius discuss what is needed to break the curse on him and Cristobal. He takes the entire crew back to his island to the source where the curse began. Ace has some insight in to what some of the ancient shit in the cave actually means, it tells of a dark ice sea god worshiped by one of the northern tribes. Ferius confirms that a lot of it may be true. Payal with her magic comes up with a few ideas on how to break the curse. Delilah takes the responsibility of a sacrifice to help break it – but it doesn’t work. Something goes wrong, and they all begin to realize that the curse is not just one thing, but a series of events that prophesies the awakening of this god. Cristobal began it ages ago when he took things from the throne. Ferius unwittingly started the second part when he blood bound Delilah while she wore the amulet. The rest they are trying to determine through research.

SCENES: GRIFF YOU STUPID FUCK

— Griff gets it in his head that he needs to make up for all those times he screwed up. He wants to protect his mom, the crew, and make everything right again. To be the big hero. He over hears the others discussing how they can prevent the rest of the prophesy from ever happening and what to do about Cristobal. He finds the box with the intend of hiding it or destroying what’s inside so it can never be used by Cristobal. Curiosity gets the best of him and he opens the box to see what’s inside and why it’s so valuable. He finds a shard of thick bone. There is a shockwave when he touches the bone.

— Monsters rise out of the sea. Draugr, they’re undead zombie like creatures that only know violence and shit. They start wrecking chaos through Rilinhar. The draugr are focused on getting at Delilah, but also at trying to claim the box and bone arrow head. Nothing anyone does seems to stop them. At least with Ferius’ lugats, they could kill them quickly, but these monsters seem unstopable. Only Ferius’ power seems to make a difference. Everyone starts to see the scope of Ferius’ powers. For a brief moment they come face to face with an apparition of the god. Thanks to Ferius, the monsters are killed, but everyone is shaken up pretty badly.

SCENE: CONVINCE EVERYONE THIS IS A GOOD IDEA

— Ferius and Delilah have to convince everyone not to bolt. Griff has activated another part of the prophecy, essentially waking up the god from it’s sleep. He feels like utter shit about it. They try to reaffirm to everyone, that as long as they have the shard and the amulet, the rest of the prophecy is not going to come to pass. The god doesn’t have physical form in the world yet. It can only do so much. But they realize that at this point, they need to get proactive to make sure it doesn’t go any further, and to keep Cristobal from making it happen. They make plans and discover what is necessary to do this. Markus and his wife join in on the planning.

SCENES: CRISTOBAL FUCKS EVERYONE UP BAD

— On a mission to claim things they need to prevent this god from awakening, Cristobal attacks. He gets his hands on the bone shard in the process, and finds himself now with the ability to willfully summon up the draugr himself. He fucks everyone’s shit up. Markus is killed.

— At the end, when they’re safe, Delilah realizes she’s pregnant and wrestles with it. Especially considering the death of her uncle. He doesn’t get to watch his kids grow up now. She worries about Griff, her potential baby, and what might happen if they don’t go through with all this. This raises the stakes in a way she wasn’t prepared for.

SCENES: TRAVELING THROUGH THE GATES TO KILL A GOD

— They have to cross through the gates to get to the place where Vardrisigr is physically sealed. This takes them to earth, near Scandinavia. Ferius recognizes his birth world because of the stars in the sky. The crew has to fight through a lot of bullshit to enter this lair. Including making it past Cristobal and the cult he’s created. Ferius and Delilah are tasked with sealing the god. The fight gets rough but they succeed. The god is put back to sleep, Cristobal is dead, and most of the cultists are killed or have scattered. The bone shard is lost in the chaos.

SCENES: AFTERMATH AND LOOKING AT THE FUTURE

— The god is sealed and the curse seems to be broken, but some of the effects are not gone. Ferius is mortal again, but he still has a great deal of power. With Cristobal’s death and the sealing of the god, he’s now taken the place of the dead-king from the cave. They come to realize that some of his actions in the cave passed a duty on to him to prevent that dark god from awakening. Because he blood bonded Delilah to him, he unwittingly created a new kind of legacy for the bearers of this responsibility– one they still do not know the full scope of yet.

— Delilah tells Ferius about her pregnancy and her concerns. As a show of faith, Ferius raises the Red Raven out of the sea. She can leave if she wants, take her crew and go. Or she could stay with him. They can have a family, they can be pirates, they can take over the world. Delilah chooses Ferius AND keeping the Red Raven. Yay new pirate family.

EPILOGUE: SONOFABITCH

A cultist has the bone shard. Dun duh DUN.

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CHARACTERS

Delilah “Red” Caderawyn: A smuggler and professional thief. Present Captain of the Red Raven. She’s wild, brazen, and clever. Stubborn. Rumor has it that she was a noble’s daughter that ran away to avoid an engagement and it is close to the truth. At 16 she fell for an older man– a noble lord– and they had a secret affair. When she told him she was preggo, he tried to kill her to keep that little secret from coming out. She survived and ran, going to her uncle Markus who helped cover up the secret and enlisted her on his crew. Delilah took to pirate life naturally, raised her kid in secret, and when Markus wanted to retired with his hot sorceress he passed the Red Raven to her.

Ferius Emidio: The Legendary Blood Pirate. They say he is a vampire and feeds on the prisoners he captures. Long ago he was cursed by a treasure he found and he has since been looking for the cursebreaker. Originally from earth. Was a Spanish sailor that found his way in to this world via the Gates.

Antony Grahn: Quartermaster on the Red Raven. He’s a braggart, showboater, and ambitious but with the appearance of a man with a heart of gold. He grew up with Markus and they were the best of buds. When Markus wanted nothing of the noble life and took off, Antony went with him. He thought for sure that when Markus started talking about retiring, that he’d be given the Red Raven. Antony is super salty that Delilah was named captain.

Cristobal de Barruela: Enemy of Ferius. A fellow Spanish crewman/captain that landed on the cursed island with Ferius. He has the other half of the cursed piece. He doesn’t want to break the curse, he wants to become a god. Over the years he has collected a cult of fanatic followers that will do anything he says because they already believe he is a god.

The Lady Magdeline Caderawyn: Delilah’s fearsome mother. Finds her daughter again after almost ten years and attempts to return her home. Is actually quite a vicious woman. Has never really given a shit about her daughter, until now when she can get something out of it.

Markus “Red” Magorian: Delilah’s uncle. Brother of Magdeline. Renounced his title because politics were not to his liking and let his sister have it all. Former captain of the Red Raven. Now lives out on a smuggler’s island with his sorceress wife and runs a tavern.

Payal Sadira: Gypsy/witch. Surgeon and Carpenter. Sharp witted little minx with knives. Completely in love with mermaids and sirens. Older woman in her 40s/50s. Darker skin, black hair, brown eyes. Wears reds, purples, golds. India inspired style.

Ace Triwood: Boatswain. Intimidating giant man. Dark skin, dreads, dark brown eyes. Two stumps for legs. Cracks jokes that the “Triwood” stands for his two stump legs and his dick. A northern tribesman style. Likes a good spear and pair of pistols.

Griff: Delilah’s “secret” son. Powder Monkey and Cabin Boy. 13. He calls himself a technomancer and blends science and mechanical things with magic. It is constantly causing issues. He knows Delilah is his mom but he always calls her Captain anyway.

Spotwald: A weaselly otter-like creature and pet on Moira’s Gloom.

Laurentius McOlddude: Damn dude. Working with Magdeline.

Vardrisigr: The ancient dark god. Born out of a frozen sea.

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LOCATIONS

The Red Raven: Delilah’s Ship. Previously it belonged to her uncle Markus. The wood is stained a deep red. Their flag is a red raven sitting on a piece of driftwood.

Rilinhar: Fair sized trader’s town.

The Rusty Cock: Markus’ Tavern located in Rilinhar.

—-: The Smuggler’s Isle

Isle of Ferius:

Moira’s Gloom: Ferius ship

The Ocean Gates: Mystical gateways in to other worlds. One is located in the Bermuda triangle and one in the dragon triangle on Earth.

Vardri’s Ice Mountain Cave: Up north. Is it actually on Earth?

Shalemehr’bagh: Persian inspired city on the coast. Sandstone buildings, icecream-cone roofs. Tropical flora. Bright colors.

Whalebin

Joremos

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STUFF N’ THINGS

Draugr: Vardri’s undead monsters.

Amulet: bears a certain kind of power.

Twin Swords: For killing gods

Bone Shard: a god’s bone

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Misc RP Logs

[Insanidi] Hunting

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Title: Hunting [Touch of Insanidi]
Number: 1952
Date: Jan 20, 2017 at 4:35 AM
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Divinatas – Jan 20, 2017 at 4:35 AM

[imga=right]http://space-kitten.org/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/cecille_f.png[/imga] “There’s a reservation for rooms 3 and 7 so they need fresh sheets and towels. Number 6 needs the ceiling to floor treatment, Becky’s last snatch was a real whack job. Oh, and there’s complaints of weird noises in number 10 so you might as well check that out.”

Going over Larry’s check list was pretty much the evening routine. Cecile LeBreaux always followed her routine. First she would roll out of bed somewhere around 8pm and pop across the street to pick up breakfast. Half of it would get dropped off in her brother’s room, where he’d complain about being woken up so early, only to somehow still be late getting out the door. Then she’d go over the check list left by the day manager. It never really had anything that was actually her job in it and she often wondered if they even knew what Housekeeping was supposed to do at the motel.

That was all well and good, because it was Larry who knew what needed to be done. After her midnight lunch break, Cecile would have a chat with Larry. He was the proud owner of Larry’s Lodge, and though he was a little bit… [i]eccentric[/i] and preferred the night shift, Ceci appreciated his thoroughness. Larry was a good boss.

Most of the time.

“What do you mean with the noises?” Ceci asked carefully. She learned a long time ago that really STRANGE things happened in cheap motels, and every motel had their own little quirks. Ceci figured out right away NOT to ask for details if Larry mentions a room needing ‘ceiling to floor treatment’. She just made sure to wear the really thick gloves. Weird noises was something new, though.

“I don’t know babycakes, that’s why you gotta check it out.” he explained rolling his eyes and taking a big swig of his coffee. It smelled ever so faintly of vodka.

Ceci squinted at him. “This isn’t one of your sex traps is it?”

Larry choked and spit out his coffee. “What! No, c’mon now, babycakes. I don’t do that to the staff. You gotta sign waivers for that kind of stuff.” He slapped at his now stained shirt, as if that was going to swat the wetness away.

“Hmmkay, but I’m watching you.” Ceci pointed at her eyes with two fingers and then at Larry, before she left the office to get to work.

This time of night was quiet and most guests were asleep. As long as she made sure to get those rooms clean before morning check in, Ceci had plenty of time to look in to this whole ‘weird noises’ business. Curiosity was one of those things she couldn’t switch off. If she didn’t take a look now, it would bother her all day.

So Cecile wheeled her cart down the walk towards room 10 and 11. Out of habit, she knocked on the door first giving a quick call of [i]Housekeeping![/i] just in case the weird noises turned out to be a nonpaying guest. But once she opened up the door, the room was empty and unused. She stepped inside, tilting her head to listen.

Nothing. The room was perfectly empty.

But once she turned around to leave, there it stood. A band of black over it’s eyes and it’s tail covered in stripes. It was surprisingly large, and so mangy patches of it’s fur were missing. And gave her such a startle she let out a quick yelp.

“AIIEE!! Oh good grief! You scared the devil out of me. Well… shoo! You don’t belong in here.”

It [i]hissed[/i] at her. And for the briefest of moments Ceci looked completely insulted. Once it reared up on it’s legs and baring it’s teeth, though, that was it. She started screaming, backing up until her hips hit a dresser, then sitting on it and drawing up her legs to safety.

“OH GOD, NO! [I]NO!![/I]”

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Touch of Insanity – Jan 22, 2017 at 8:37 PM

[justify][fieldbox=Night Rat, #084fd1] [imga=left]http://i.imgur.com/qBAPDQF.jpg[/imga]Jace rolled a smoke around in his fingers, mindlessly staring out the window of his crappy motel room. Night had fallen and Jace knew he should head out. He should go feed, but right now he just wanted to sit. He had been here, in this small town which name he couldn’t remember, nor could he care what it was called. He never knew how long he was staying for. He could be gone tonight for all he knew. It had been two years since he went on the run, and he knew there was never going to be an ease in his body. There would always be those thoughts of, if he’d catch up to Jace. If he would find him, what if he did? The smoke in his hand, that was still unlit snapped in his fingers. His piercing blue eyes jerked down towards his fingers resting on the table he sat at, almost angry like before he let out a deep breath. A breath he didn’t need.

He could hear the usual rustling in the room behind him. About three nights ago a racoon had found it’s way into the room and had made busy of making himself a home in there. Jace could smell it, hear it’s little claws dragging through the room, the smaller heart beat. He liked to focus on that annoyance more then the room next too him which was usually filled with two humans fucked like animals. The smell of it would seep through the mold filled walls and vents into his room. Smells all no human could pick up on. But Jace had nothing but time, to sit to himself. He wasn’t sure when was the last time he actually spoke with someone other then getting the room from the nasty owner of the motel. One of the lowest of their kind. To think Jace was once one of them, so long ago. A memory faded into more of a dream then a reality. That’s what his whole life felt like, him watching through dream after dream. Seeming to twist into something he could never fully remember, pieces only ever sticking to his mind to seem like it wasn’t real. Yet he knew it was, everything around him. What he was himself. A monster.

He flicked the bud of the broken smoke in his hand across the room, he’d have housekeeping find it later. If he ever let them in to clean his room. The do not disturb sing hand been hanging there since he first got the room. His bag, a small backpack with a few sets of clothes jammed into it neatly, along with some other things he liked to carry around. He closed his eyes as he heard the familiar sound of the night maid’s cart rolling down the hallway. It’s left wheel hardly hanging on, making a soft screeching sound that would only be slightly annoying. However, it stopped. His eyes slowly fluttering open and glancing back towards his door almost expecting the knock to come on his door, but it didn’t. Oh it seemed someone finally complained about the little rat next door. A girly voice called out, surely waking up some other guests, he snorted at her foolishness. Even if she smelt nice, he felt a flash of hunger roll through his body. Yeah, he really needed to go feed once his little show was over. After all it’d be amusing to see how she got the fucker out of the room next door.

She went in, his fingers tapped along the table for a moment, closing his eyes again, as he listened to her heart beat, his tongue running along his lips without him realizing he was doing so. As she yelped he couldn’t stop the soft chuckle that left his lips as his eyes reopened to glance towards the wall that was between them. His hand came up gripping his own chin, letting his fingers brush along the shadow of facial hair that hadn’t been taken care of. He smirked a little at her little comment with another soft chuckle. The animal acting just as he thought it would. He wondered if she was smart enough to bring something to project herself. After all you never know what your going to run into in the middle of the night. His tongue clicked though as she started to scream. He could hear some of the guests hearing her screams, before a bang. “Fuckin’ idoit.” He said, knowing if he didn’t help the damn woman no one would. With a push up he walked quickly to his room, jerking the door open, and thrusting the door open of the room next door. He didn’t even look at the woman, as the animal jumped and he grabbed it by the back of the neck and jerked it off the floor. “Oh aren’t you an ugly fuck.” He growled at it, their eyes meeting as it dangled and it started to freak out more, not in an aggressive fashion but merely trying to get away from Jace. With a quick flick of his wrist the animal was sent flying to the hallway hitting the wall with a thud before Jace stood at the door glaring it down as it scrambled down the hallway right towards the front desk for Larry to deal with.

With a clap of his hands he brushed them off, before glancing lazily over his shoulder. “Next time, bring a broom or somethin’.” He said with the smallest trace of an English accent, that had seemed to have faded with time. He was dressed in a pair of light jeans, a dark t-shirt under the black leather jacket that was left open, but on. He didn’t even checking to see if she was okay. He walked out into the hallway before plucking a towel off her cart. Working his way back to his room.[/fieldbox][/justify]

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Divinatas – Jan 24, 2017 at 12:15 AM

“Um!” It wasn’t the most intelligent of phrases. But one moment Cecile was facing her doom in the form of a furry hell-beast and in the next a man barged in to the room to her rescue. Well. Maybe not barged. He handled the entire thing in five seconds; perfectly calm, smooth as silk. As if plucking up potentially rabid animals with his bare hands while a woman shrieked like an idiot was something he did everyday.

Ceci finally slipped off the dresser, slapping her palm to her chest where her heart was pounding so hard everyone in the motel could probably hear it. Especially considering she had been screaming loud enough to even wake the dead.

Getting her senses back, she rushed quickly out in to the hall.

“THANK YOU!” she blurted out, going red once she realized that, once again, she was being too loud. The guy was standing right there, she didn’t need to shout.

“For the rescue.” And she also didn’t need to specify that either, he knew what he did. Ceci let out an embarrassed rush of breath, pressing the back of her hand to her mouth for the briefest of moments until she got her thoughts back in order.

“…what I mean is, do you need anything else? More than one towel? Soap or shampoo? We have new little things for the coffee machine. You never seem to ask for much, it’s not any trouble.” Now he was on the receiving end of warm brown eyes, from a woman who was barely over five feet and wore a housekeeping uniform that belonged on someone much taller and bustier.

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Touch of Insanity – Jan 24, 2017 at 10:20 PM

[fieldbox=Not A Hero, #084fd1] [imga=left]http://i.imgur.com/qBAPDQF.jpg[/imga]Jace already had his door open again, one foot hovering in the air as he went to take the first step in when she called out to him. “Shut up! We’re trying to sleep here!” A not so muffled voice could be heard from one of the rooms, getting a bang from another room trying to get everyone to calm the fuck down. After all the walls were paper thin. Having so much as a conversation in more then a whisper and the person in the next room could most likely hear.

“What the fuck!” Larry finally screamed as the woman spoke to him. His blue eyes glanced pass her towards the end of the hall where banging, and a scramble could be heard. That amused Jace, his hand still on the door handle as his eyes slowly glanced back down towards her.

“I didn’t do it for you. You were screaming like a madman. That is all.” He said before walking into his room and closing the door behind him. If she had thought to look into the room she would see it was utterly untouched. It was as if he hadn’t been in the room at all. He walked into the bathroom that he had used, and took his old towel. The door opened just enough for him with perfect aim to flick the dirty towel into the hammer section of the cart. “You may also want to go save your scum bag of a boss.” He said with a smirk as an almost girly scream of horror echoed down the hall getting another chuckle from Jace as he closed the door and took in a deep breath. He leaned along the door, making sure she didn’t know he was still there. He closed his eyes again, hoping she’d hurry along her way so he could head off to feed. The sound of her beating heart, made his body shiver with need, with hunger. She smelt so much better then his hotel or anyone else in here. His tongue slowly dragged along his fang feeling it trying to cut into his own tongue as his eyes snapped back open. Yeah he should have gone to feed sooner. Jace could not pull a Max. He could not go down to her level. Then again some argue he already had with a few. . . moments of weakness.

He was a vampire, not a monk.[/fieldbox]

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Divinatas – Jan 25, 2017 at 7:39 AM

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Well. That was embarrassing. Ceci stared at his door in silence for a few moments. Maybe not in total silence. Larry was still squealing down the hall.

“Idiot.” she murmured at herself, under her breath. Between her shouting and then her verbal fumbles, he probably thought she was a moron. It really shouldn’t have mattered to her. This guy was a stranger, one that would be gone soon enough – if she and her brother weren’t out of town first. What [i]anyone[/i] thought about her didn’t matter. Cecile was never around long enough to find out.

She still felt stupid though.

“[i]STACY![/i]” screamed Larry in between choked grumbles and running around his office.

“My name is CECILE.” she growled back through her teeth as she dashed down the hall. Now the whole spectacle wasn’t just disturbing the sleeping, it was drawing other commentary. A baritone [i]This isn’t my kink.[/i] and a shrill [i]I can’t fuck to this![/i] that had her ears burning.

On barging in to Larry’s office, Cecile grabbed a magazine and rolled it up in her hands. Larry, of course, was no help whatsoever. The man was twice her size and could easily grab the little beast if he wanted to. (A motel guest just did!) Instead he stood up on his chair, pointing out where ever the raccoon skittered, demanding she kill it or she was getting fired.

After several frustrated rounds of trying to smack it with her magazine, Ceci finally thought to open up the office window. Having enough of this nonsense, the raccoon escaped out in to the night. Ceci slammed the window closed with a relieved, if exhausted sigh.

“My office is a mess.” complained Larry. Ceci held back a cross comment of her own, opting to pick up the scattered paperwork from off the floor and on his desk. The chaos knocked over his over-sized coffee cup and now everything had that pungent smell of old coffee and cheap vodka.

“It’ll only take five minutes to straighten up.” she said, shoving a bunch of pens back in to a cup.

“After all that danger, I’ve got something else straightenin” up.” he responded behind her. Ceci paused in confusion, first because that raccoon was hardly something she’d consider dangerous, even if it did scare the daylights out of her. And second because he’d already given her the to-do list for the day, so she didn’t know what else he could possibly need tidying.

She figured it out when he grabbed her ass.

Cecile squeaked, spinning around quickly holding up the sign-in book between them as a shield. “We talked about this, Larry! I thought you said you don’t do things without a waiver!”

He laughed. “We don’t do [i]surprise sex[/i] without a waiver. Everything else is fair game. C’mon babycakes, you’ve been playin’ hard to get all week.”

“I beg your pardon?” she responded with surprise.

“The scared virgin thing is only fun for so long. You’re night-shift paid in [i]cash[/i]. The only kind of women workin’ nights in a place like this accepting cash are hookers, and I haven’t even gotten to sample the merchandise yet! That ain’t right!” Larry snatched the sign-in book to toss over her shoulder and grabbed at her.

That’s when Cecile got a reminder of why she didn’t punch people.

To her credit, she at least hit Larry hard enough to surprise the hell out of him and split his upper lip. The downside was that his face was a hell of a lot stronger than her hand, so she succeeded in hurting herself more than him. Her whole hand was throbbing and she nicked her knuckles on his teeth.

And now that Larry had been terrorized by a raccoon AND socked in the face by a tiny girl, he wasn’t so cheery and amused.

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Touch of Insanity – Jan 26, 2017 at 9:10 PM

[justify][fieldbox=Dumb Girl, #084fd1] [imga=left]http://i.imgur.com/qBAPDQF.jpg[/imga]Jace didn’t move, his eyes still closed as he focused on her, almost not hearing the scuffling in the office just down the hallway which was annoying loud. Jace wanted to focus in on her heart, the thudding in her chest, but it made his hunger that much worse. He shifted a little, feeling his jaw tense up, his lips curling back just enough to show off a long pair of fangs, before he held his breath. Not that he didn’t need it. But he could feel the pressure of the air trapped in his lungs, the aching in them to move again, as he heard the man scream for the woman’s help. That’s not the name that was on the nametag, was it? His browns pinched together, trying to focus on the flash in his memory of her uniform but she corrected his doubt right away, as she spoke to herself. He shook his head, not surprised by the events happening. Lively and amusing it may be.

She was gone now. It was his chance to slip out. He grabbed a few things he may need while out and jammed them in his pockets, ears open. Listening to the scuffle between the three beings in the office. The people in the fuck room as Jace liked to call it weren’t scare to voice themselves. He opened his door slipping out and locking it, as his eyes glanced down the hallway. He paused long enough to see if she actually did win the battle she was currently fighting with the animal. If you could even call it that. Her boss was more of a sissy then even she was. But that was also no surprise. He was the type of scum that was best to feed off, no matter how nasty he was. No one would miss him if you fed too much.

A small smirk did twitch at the corner of his lips though. He could hear her swinging with something at the beast. He could hear it hit something every time she missed. It was a very faint sound very hard to hear over the guest bitching in each room, the creaks of the mattress springs as people moved around, the way Larry’s shrill voice rattled the whole building. It sounded as if he was dying and not the starving animal they were trying to get out. Jace maybe should have just snapped its neck. But that’d be too nice.

He let out a soft chuckle when she was smart enough to open a window and the thing, claws dragging along the wall and out the window of the office before it was quickly shut. He started walking towards the front. Knowing he may have to quickly double back out the back door, but that meant setting off the fire alarm. But he was about sixty percent sure that didn’t work. He was about to step into the lobby, hearing her cleaning up the office, he was guessing it was only her. From what Jace learned in his short stay here, Larry did only what Larry wanted. His comment had Jace stopped right at the wall, his eyes slowly turning towards the office as if he could see through the walls of himself.

He should just walk out. He already saved this dumb girl once tonight. He shouldn’t have to do it again. Her fingers twitched a little though, as the man carried on. Jace didn’t know anything about the girl, but from hearing her roll along, she hadn’t done anything that wasn’t normal. It seemed like a hard place in her life, looking for any kind of job. “Fuckin’ hell.” He walked down the hallway to where the whore and her john started fucking again. He banged hard on the door. “Hey Kitty!” Yes he knew her name at this point. “Hope your johns know about the camera hidden in the room by good old Larry at the front desk!” He called out, getting what. He smirked hard, knowing his voice had travel through the whole hotel and everyone was already awake. The whole hotel was lit up with panic that there may be a camera in their room. Jace walked back down the hallway, clothes could be heard being ruffled around, some of the doors already being opened, as he walked into the lobby, smirking at the girl. It was enough of a distraction for the girl to hurry out, as he opened the door and walked outside. After all Larry was already shocked from the hit she landed him. It was a shame he missed it. As he walked outside he stopped a little off to the side, pulling out the box of smokes he had. He flipped it open, eyes glancing over the three he had left before, popping one out. He jammed the rest back into his pocket, before pulling out the lighter. On the first try he was able to keep the flame burning long enough to light the end. He took in a deep drag, letting to roll around in his already dead lungs before slowly letting the smoke out. He glanced to the door wondering who would be the first one to head outside. After all, with that little slip about the room, this whole play could be shut down, losing the girl’s job. But better then her getting raped. Right? He didn’t know if Larry would have back down or gotten more pissed off after a hit like that. If he was the angry type, with his power he surely would have over her, he wouldn’t let that happen again. Jace know far too many little things humans did. He took another long drag. He should really get moving if he wanted to find someone to feed from tonight.[/fieldbox][/justify]

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Divinatas – Jan 27, 2017 at 4:48 AM

[imga=right]http://space-kitten.org/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/cecille_f.png[/imga] Everything descended in to chaos.

Not that it wasn’t chaos already. Chasing a raccoon around a cheap motel was pretty chaotic all by itself, but now that [i]cameras[/i] had been blurted out, a whole new sort of crazy had taken over. If Larry were pissed at her, it was forgotten in the wake of his new problem. Sure, most of the hookers knew about the cameras. Larry dropped a little cash for the privileged. Their customers, though… they weren’t so happy. Calls from rooms were now ringing up the front desk, while those who got dressed real fast were ducking out of their rooms with the sort of looks that could kill.

Cecile made a VERY quick exit from the office. She had a feeling that even if she [i]did[/i] still have her job, her brother wasn’t going to be too keen on them staying there anymore once he got back and found out what was going on.

Instead of darting down the hall and locking herself in her room (which would likely be futile, Larry had keys for all of them), Cecile left for the parking lot. As soon as she stepped outside she was hit with the chilly blast of winter wind, but there was no way she was stepping back inside. At least not until everything calmed back down. She wrapped her arms around herself, letting out a long exasperated huff of breath.

After a few paces and getting a whiff of cigarette smoke, Ceci realized she wasn’t the only one outside. At first she didn’t say anything, and tried her hardest to pretend like she hadn’t noticed him. He probably had enough of her today. But Cecile wasn’t subtle with the stolen glances, or the eyeing him from toe to head. The guy didn’t seem like the type to be up in the middle of the night in a crappy motel.

“You shouldn’t have said anything about cameras.” she ended up saying, despite her attempts to stay silent. “He might kick you out now.”

Wait a second. Ceci blinked, the realization dawning on her. “Are there cameras in [i]all[/i] the rooms?” she asked, casting a scandalized look over her shoulder towards the doors. How much and who was Larry actually watching?!

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Touch of Insanity – Jan 28, 2017 at 8:54 PM

[fieldbox=Not The Plan, #084fd1] [imga=left]http://i.imgur.com/qBAPDQF.jpg[/imga]A few people had rushed out, some others turning to hell at Larry, the phone was ringing like crazy. Yet Jace was nothing but calm in the storm of it all, not a care in the world as he took another drag on his smoke, holding it longer then any human could. He let it out as he smelt her scent, his nose crinkling a little as he finally could smell the smallest trace of blood from her knuckles. Had she hit him that hard? He glanced towards her unable to help himself his eyes going right to her knuckles seeing the colours that painted her pale skin. He tapped his smoke letting the ash drift away in the winter breeze. She was holding herself tightly, his eyes finally moving to her bare arms. Humans never thought out keeping themselves warm. Although Jace himself shouldn’t have been warm in the leather jacket he wore, in the mid of winter like this, snow banks not yet to your knee but where not small either.

That’s when she noticed him, staring at her none the less, his eyes slowly dragging away as he took another drag, hoping it didn’t look like he was staring. Not that it mattered, he’d never see her again after tonight. She was headed right towards him, he tipped his head back letting the smoke drift up and be carried away by the breeze. As her small voice spoke up, he very slowly glanced towards her, as if he was just noticing she was there. He didn’t say anything at first, debating what emotions he felt like giving her before a soft chuckle left his lips, he held the smoke out of the way before leaning in a bit closer to her, letting their faces get close. He got another good sniff of her blood and it did not make his hunger any better. Or the idea of dragging her off while no one was looking. “You do realize it’s winter right?” he said not responding to any of her questions before dropping the smoke and jamming the toes of his shoes along the lit part before, having a feeling she wasn’t going to go back inside any time soon. Why was he doing this for a meal-girl? He leaned back as he rolled his shoulders, fingers catching the sleeves of his jacket before they slipped off. Although it wouldn’t be warm from him waring it, it’d keep her ass from freezing to death out here. With the wind it had to be at least minus twenty-three out. As it slipped off it showed off it strong, wide build, the muscles under his shirt pressing up along the fabric as he flexed before he thrusted the jacket at her.

He wouldn’t let her not take it, no matter what she protested. Once that was settled, he glanced back out into the night as another strong breeze rustled by. “Well that I don’t know. There wasn’t one in my room. But guessing with what a hard on he had for you, I wouldn’t be surprised.” He said not explaining how he knew about the cameras at all. He had been there long enough to know the ins and outs of how the place worked but wasn’t there really long at all in the larger picture. “You should also wrap that up.” He pointed out as if it was no big deal. “Or stick it in the snow at least. I mean it’s as good as ice.” He muttered along. What the hell was he doing? He was doing this wasn’t he? Well that was a sure reason to leave tomorrow. Not that he’d let her remember he fed from her. Jace wasn’t into killing when he fed. To messy.[/fieldbox]

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Divinatas – Jan 31, 2017 at 9:50 PM

[imga=right]http://space-kitten.org/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/cecille_f.png[/imga] Cecile blinked mutely at his jacket, her cheeks tinging a bit pink from more than just the bitter cut of the wind. She wanted to protest – she even shook her head at him, wide-eyed with unspoken excuses – but he won that battle in a split second, with just unyielding blue eyes alone. Delicate fingers reached out to pluck it from his hand, and with a slow awkward motion she shoved in her arms and wrapped it around her.

His jacket practically swallowed her up, so when he made the comment about her hand and she lift it up to take a look, all she saw was sleeve. Ceci had to push it down until her fingers and knuckles poked out. It was already pretty swollen, but at least there wasn’t a lot of blood. Ceci scrunched up her nose when she tried to wiggle her fingers and only got throbbing stiffness.

“I wanted to get out of the tempest before it got any worse, and my hand is really not that bad. I’m sorry I kind of ruined your quiet night.” she admitted, curling her now jacket clad arms back around herself. Ceci shifted awkwardly on her feet, biting in to her bottom as she curiously looked him over again. He didn’t even shiver against all the wind.

“Thank you. Again. Uuhm.” she hesitated a moment, digging up the courage to find something to say beyond constantly apologizing and saying thank you to the man. “Maybe I could get you a late night lunch? It’s the least I could do.”

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Touch of Insanity – Jan 31, 2017 at 10:07 PM

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Jace could feel his jaw tighten as she pulled the sleeve up, showing off the blood to him like a prize he could take. One quick grab into the darkness, the hot blood would fill his mouth. He jerked his gaze away. Okay maybe he had gone just a little too long without feeding. He should have known better by now, but then again maybe he was seeing if he could hold out longer. He kept himself from taking in any deep breaths, blocking the lovely scent from rushing up into his lungs, that would only add fire to the flames of his hunger. He could hear her shifting the jacket, but she didn’t move. Of course she didn’t fucking move. He let out an annoyed huff and really regretted that. He’d need to take a breath if he wanted to talk now.

She thanked him again, he made a soft gruff-like sound as he glared out into the darkness. He was trying to think of anything but dragging her out. He needed to get her to take care of that damn hand. But what she asked next made him frown his eyes turning slowly towards her. The planned locked into place and he knew in this moment, she really would take him out for a late night supper. Shame she would be on the menu. He took a moment as if thinking about it. His hands jammed into his jeans. He took in that breath finally. “Fine, but we’ve gotta get back in that hellhole so we can do something about your hand, I should most likely grab my shit anyways.” He said watching her reaction. This is why she shouldn’t thank him, he was no hero. He wasn’t even nice. [/fieldbox][/justify]

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Divinatas – Jan 31, 2017 at 10:28 PM

[imga=right]http://space-kitten.org/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/cecille_f.png[/imga] She smiled for the first time that night, wide and genuine. Most of the tenseness she was holding in melted away, leaving the girl rocking on her feet and looking, at least, a [i]tiny[/i] bit less awkward with herself.

“Okay.” she breathed out the response, her smile getting wider. Ceci gestured with the end of his jacket sleeve to a direction behind him. “We better take the other door door. I don’t want to sneak past the office. It’s probably CRAZY in there right now.”

Cecile took the lead, brushing past him to hop carefully through safe spots in the snow. With her simple shoes and the short skirt of her uniform, she definitely wasn’t dressed for trudging her way through knee-high snow drifts. Luckily for her, most of the snow had been shoveled off the sidewalk. All she needed to watch for was icy patches on the concrete. More than once she hit a slick spot and had to flail her arms to catch her balance.

Once they reached the side of the building, under a copse of trees where the side door waited with only a dim bulb marking it’s presence, Ceci finally realized she hadn’t even introduced herself. She stopped suddenly to turn around, holding out her hand. Well, her sleeve covered hand, she had to push the sleeve up again.

“Oh, by the way, I’m Cecile. Ceci is okay. Everyone usually calls me Ceci.”

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Touch of Insanity – Feb 1, 2017 at 10:57 PM

[justify][fieldbox=Hideout, #084fd1] [imga=left]http://i.imgur.com/qBAPDQF.jpg[/imga]
She should not have been smiling, but that didn’t stop Jace’s eyes from linger over them. Watching the way her lips moved before his eyes flashed to meet her own again. She seemed to be glowing at the idea of hanging out at him. Was he getting soft? He almost felt a little bad for crushing her like he was going to. Maybe he had gone after too many trashy people lately. It was just so much easier, no guilt there. He watched as she waved her arm, not even really noticing her hand at all. He was impressed she wasn’t wincing, or at least feeling the pain. Maybe her brain was taking time to catch up with what just happened. He couldn’t stop the small frown on her lips as his brows pulled together. She was already walking. “Did you just call the other door, the door door?” He asked before shaking his head. This girl.

He side stepped a man who flung the door open as he passed it following at her. He didn’t have to look in, even from where they were before he could hear the chaos. Larry was not having a good night. As they walked, he nearly reached out to steady her a few times as she flailed her arms like an utter fool but caught herself as he took a strong step forward. Jace was feeling a little silly having not tried using this door before. He didn’t even now it was there. It was out of the way, and it must have not seen it. Or was far too focused on all the other annoying sounds in the joint that he didn’t notice the annoying loud buzz of the light. She stopped though, he watched the steam of her breath roll up I front of her features. Part of him wondered if she was going to realize she needed keys that she didn’t have, or that it was just locked and they walked over here for nothing.

But there was a hand now being pushed at him. He looked at it. Not fully sure he wanted to take it. He never really understood the need to shake someone’s hand. Or well, touch them. But that could also be how he felt about humans in general. You didn’t play with your food, well unless you were Max. She introduced herself. “I know, your name tag said so.” He said bringing up his hand to push the opened jacket back so his finger could press along the cheap nametag, traces of old names still mixing with her own. “Not sure how he thought that was Stacy.” He mused before brushing pass her hand and flicking the door open and pushing letting his hand press along her back to ease her in. He paused for a moment listening. It sounded like everyone was either still in their rooms or, they were in the lobby by now. He started to peek out, a door opening before a couple rushed down the hallway. It looked like they had finished packing all of their stuff. He glanced over his shoulder and waved, moving towards his door, as his hand went to slip into pocket. The pocket he didn’t have anymore. His eyes jerked back. “They key is in your left pocket-never mind.” He huffed knowing she’d have to waste time getting her hands free from the prison of leather.

He got close, really close, as his hand felt for the pocket, it swung a little, getting a frustrated grunt from him before he grabbed it, jerking his hand in awkwardly before jerking the key out. He flipped it around in his hand with ease and pushed it into the door before quickly opening it and walking in first, he stepped out of the way so she could walk in and then closed the door behind her. He locked it as he jammed the key into his jeans this time already walking pass her. Still he hadn’t told her, his name or really said anything. It did give her a chance to look at the perfect room he had been hiding in for a week without letting anyone in it. Spotless save for the broken smoke he left in the room earlier. He had moved across the room to grab one of the two chairs in the room and waved her out of the way as he carried it was if it weighted nothing. He adjusted up along the door, figuring that may freak her out. “Your boss is a nutjob, if he happens to get a second I wouldn’t put it pass him to come marching to my room. If he figures out it was me and I was in this room.” He said with a shrug. He then flicked the light on in the bathroom. The light flickered like crazy, buzzing loudly as he reached for the clean towel he picked up early. He gripped it tightly before the sound of the fabric ripping raced through the room. “Come wash your hand.” It wasn’t a request.[/fieldbox][/justify]

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Divinatas – Feb 2, 2017 at 5:49 AM

[imga=right]http://space-kitten.org/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/cecille_f.png[/imga] Cecile glanced around the spotless room. He was neat, or at least cleaned up after himself. There was really no other way to explain the room looking so [i]un[/i]lived in after how long he’d been there. Then again, Ceci supposed he might never spend time in the room either. He could be like her brother. Always out and about. Only ever at ‘home’ when it was time to sleep.

His blocking the door with the chair received a wary look from her. The tilt of her head and the squinty eyed expression was probably what prompted him to explain the reason quickly. Cecile didn’t blame him. Later that night, if she wasn’t ushered away to a new motel, she’d be doing the same thing.

Her mouth made that soundless [i]oh[/i] shape before she was met with a new surprise.

“I told you, it’s really not that bad. A little nick and some swelling.” she protested sheepishly. But even as she did, Ceci shrugged out of his jacket to drape over a dresser then stepped over to the sink to wash her hands. The bruising she could ignore so long as she didn’t try to move her fingers, but the soap stung the small open wound. She winced, letting out a slow hiss from between her teeth. Once it was clean, she shook the water from her hands and glared at the deep color starting to form under her skin.

“…okay, it does hurt a little. You also haven’t told me your name?”

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Touch of Insanity – Feb 5, 2017 at 5:13 PM

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She was good at listening, this would make tonight so much easier. This was so dumb of him. He shouldn’t do this, but he could feel his hunger driving his logical thinking. He wouldn’t let this mistake happen again. What if tonight would finally give Ezekiel the lead he needed to find him again? He felt the small spike of fear but as she worked over her hand, hissing softly his eyes shot down to her hand. He now had a few pieces of cloth in his hands. He already made his choice. If he had to run to the coast and sneak on a boat he would. As she finished, speaking again he chuckled softly. He reached forward, taking her fingers. “I’ll tell you if your good.” He hushed softly, letting the lull of his voice trigger that reaction of a vampire’s pray. Submission. He kept his voice low, a soft rumble from deep in his chest, yet it was soothing and smooth to her ears. “This may hurt.” He hushed before he straightened her fingers, taking that moment to quickly wrap the ripped fabric around her knuckles, before flipping her hand over to knot it tightly on the underside of her hand, so the knot wouldn’t press up uncomfortable along the already tender skin.

He looked over his work, slowly turning her hand over in his hand before slowly letting his eyes glance to her own. “Not so bad huh?” He said, keeping his voice low, he knew pain could snap her from any allure, daze, haze or lull he had put her in and wanted to make sure she was dragged deeper into it. He needed to test it. “Go sit on the bed while I pack.” He ordered, keeping his eyes locked with her own, he couldn’t stop the water in his mouth. He wasn’t going to hold back tonight. He couldn’t. He was going to be bad for the first time in a while, and it excited him in a way he never got excited for. After all when you have lived as long as him, the motions of life mix and blend. There is life, death, more life and then death. It just went around and around while he stood still watching the world unfold in the same pattern. He believe this excitement solely came from his vampire instinct. The need to feed, and those lustful urges that carry over from your humanity.[/fieldbox][/justify]

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Divinatas – Feb 6, 2017 at 11:36 PM

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His eyes were such a deep blue. She had noticed before, but now standing so close to him while he murmured instructions in a soft croon, Cecile found herself sucked in. It was a strange sort of feeling. Something magnetic and fuzzy; one of those scenes that felt intimate. Her inner romantic inclinations were chirping about tender moments, but logic was trying to stress this was a [i]stranger[/i]. She still didn’t even know his name. Even so, Cecile felt compelled to trust him. He showed her kindness, and she was curious. There was no other way for her to respond.

“Hmm.” Her expression heavy lidded, Cecile nodded hazily and turned away. Her fingers brushed lightly over the wrapping on her hand as she sank slowly to a seat on the edge of the bed.

“It does feel better.” she admitted after a moment of silence. Then Cecile cast him another bewildered, curious blink. “Your [i]name[/i] though. Do you have one, or do you prefer being the mysterious nameless hero?” It seemed that even with her slow daze, that was one bit she wasn’t going to let go of.

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Touch of Insanity – Feb 7, 2017 at 10:20 PM

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She turned without protest. A soft sound leaving her lips. He took in a deeper breath. Control Jace. He couldn’t lose it now. She was a nice girl and he wanted her to make through what he was going to put her through tonight. Luckily it’d be easy for her to forget with how easily she was put under his spell. He followed after her, watching her sit on the bed. He for once wasn’t fully sure how to start. He really was getting rusty with dealing with the nice ones. She wasn’t some whore club girl, or some criminal. Jace always tried to not feed off of the homeless. It was never their fault they were there, and if they were there because of drugs, their blood was no better then trying to drink from an animal. She spoke again, about her hand as he walked towards her. Looking down at her, his fingers dancing along the rims of her pockets not wanting to push them in, but needed something to do. He was figuring out how he wanted to do this. Feed first? Sex first? Or maybe he could hold himself and be like Max. He may do that. It was feeling like that kind of day. Not that he liked lowering himself to that level.

She blinked, looking up at him, asking for his name again. He’d tell it to her, just not yet. His leaned forward, finally placing his hands on either side of the bed, closing in on her. He kept his blue eyes locked with her dark brown ones. “I’m not a hero. I’m so very far from one.” He whispered before he leaned in, kissing her softly. He wanted to see how she’d react to that. If she was far enough under or, if she’d need a little more allure thrown at her. He was already starting to push her back with his kiss, wanting her to lay down.[/fieldbox][/justify]

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Divinatas – Feb 22, 2017 at 2:38 AM

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Cecile was all [i]befuddled[/i]. It was the only way to describe it. She hadn’t realized what he was trying to do until his lips pressed softly against her own. Her eyes went wide immediately and she squeaked out a muffled [i]hrmph![/i]– even went as far as to rest her hand against his shoulder as if she were going to push him away. But that’s precisely where she got stuck, warring between three very different kind of thoughts; the strange out of body feeling like this was more of a dream than real life, a moment of romanticized elation at a surprise kiss from the night’s hero, and that teeny tiny little voice whispering in the back of her mind that something about this just wasn’t [i]right[/i] or how she’d normally behave.

In the end, she was coaxed by the subtle movements of his mouth and with tentative curiosity she responded. Gently testing the pressure with a brush of her lips even as her body yielded backwards with little resistance. It wasn’t until her back hit the springy mattress, with her hair fanning out like a pool around her head that the doubtful whispering started kicking in again.

“Ahm-” she started, after pulling free and sucking in a deep breath. But as soon as she locked in to his eyes again, she forgot what she was protesting or even going to say. Ceci looked a bit bewildered, her hand moving from his shoulder to brush her fingers, feather soft over his mouth.

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Touch of Insanity – Feb 25, 2017 at 9:26 PM

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Jace’s eyes were closed. Even if she did snap out of his control for a moment, she wouldn’t get far. The hitch in her breathing, the thudding of her heart. The heat of her hands pressing on his shoulders over his shirt. He could feel her heat seeping into him, drowning out that every numbing cold that he was. There were only ever two moments were he ever felt warm, or even hot. Right after draining a body dry, or while in the midst of a fuck with a living, blood flowing person. Down, down, down they went. Jace’s hands on either side of her head, his body starting to press down along hers. Their lips moving together, as his tongue flicked out, grazing along her lower lip. God, he wanted to just sink his fangs into her flesh. But then she’d be too dazed for any good fucking. No matter how much feeding may make her feel good, it’d drag her deeper, and deeper into a lull of his control.

She made another sound, breaking their contact for a moment. It was only then that his blue’s fluttered back open meeting hers. “I promise to be gentle.” He breathed before leaning in again, but before he could get far, his fingers and pressed along his slightly parted lips. It was hard not to let his lips pull back to expose his fangs. He wanted to ravage her. He had surely gone too long without feeding to be like this. He rolled his shoulders a little, her grip tightening on the comforter under his hands. The fabric which had been left untouched all this week had finally become crinkled, as his mouth opened more, taking two of her fingers into his mouth, letting his tongue brush along the pads. His eyes were sharp, his stare hard, his erection growing in his pants already. He could feel the blood pumping through the thin layer of flesh he could so easily break in a blink.

He pulled back slowly, before reaching up to take her fingers and pressing them to his chest, before leaned in again this time bypassing her lip, his lips still slightly parted, his breath brushed along his jaw as he leaned in, kissing the corner of her neck just below her ear. His free hand dragged along the comforter, crumbling it more as his fingers dragged along the fabric, his chest lowered, crushing her hand between their bodies as he kissed lower along her neck, hips pressing to her own, before his jaw open more, letting the very tip of his fang brush along her skin. He couldn’t stop the groan that built up in his chest. The sensation that would rush through her, would be thrilling, as if waiting for that pleasuring feeling. It wasn’t sharp, chilling, before he kissed along her neck again, this time sucking as his other hand holding hers let go and slipped down to pluck at her uniform. It had to come off.[/fieldbox][/justify]

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Divinatas – Mar 22, 2017 at 3:09 AM

[imga=right]http://space-kitten.org/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/cecille_f.png[/imga] All of her concern and doubt got locked up tight in to a box and shoved away in to nice dark closet in the back of her mind. It could have been the way he said [i]I promise to be gentle[/i] with just a breath; or it could have been how her whole body had flushed warm a heady fog. Cecile wasn’t so sheltered that she didn’t recognize desire for what it was. She read books, she watched TV, she had crushes and flirted on occasion. This was just… so much more than she was expecting it to be like. As if she’d drank several swallows of alcohol, could feel it burning through her bloodstream, and then just couldn’t stop drinking.

Somewhere between her sigh at his the scrape of his teeth against her neck and the feel of his hand plucking away at her uniforms buttons Cecile decided she definitely wanted this. She was an adult woman and it felt so [i]good[/i]- there wasn’t any reason for this to be a bad idea. People did this all the time; strangers hooking up for something quick and passionate. This moment was hers.

Ceci had imagined she’d instantly be the sexy temptress, thought she would throw him the heated looks and seamlessly get them both undressed. But her shaking hands fumbled when trying to grasp at his shirt near his sides to pull it up. When she opened her mouth to say something, she couldn’t quite think of just the right sultry thing and just sputtered a nervous laugh. After biting in to her own lip, she gave up, gripping his head gently with both her hands to pull him eye to eye with her.

“I haven’t… done this before.” she whispered sheepishly, before following it up with another tentative kiss. With her confession out of the way, she got a little braver. Grazing his lips with the tip of her tongue before delving in to his mouth.

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Touch of Insanity – Mar 27, 2017 at 4:30 PM

[justify][fieldbox=When The Clothes Come Off, #084fd1] [imga=left]http://i.imgur.com/qBAPDQF.jpg[/imga]The top came loose first and he used that moment to start pulling it off the rest of the way. His other hand moving to support her bodies in the right places. His hands would still feel a bit cold, but not anything to shock her system. Once the shirt was out of his way he tossed it off to the side. It landed in a crumpled mess on top of the dresser beside the TV in the room. She grabbed his shirt next, he didn’t lean back in yet, knowing his arms would have to move up and over his head. He could hear the way her heart thudded in her chest, he had enough self-control that he hadn’t just bite into her. No matter how hungry he was, it wasn’t like this had been the most starved state. No thirst he had, had was like that moment when his eyes first opened on the night of his change.

Her giggle was nervous, he didn’t miss that. He started to help her pull the shirt up and over his head. As she spoke his eyes shot to hers before her lips were on his. He groaned softly into the kiss, pressing her down into the bed again. His lips parted to let their tongues brush, before he cut it short. With her grip on his shirt, he stepped back and out of it. He smirked down at her, as the shirt fell slack in her hands, and now his upper body was fully exposed to her eyes. He took this moment to kicked off his shoes.

Jace was a broad build man. His body hadn’t changed at all after his change. He had been a well-built man, from slaving away for hours in the sun taking care of his family’s farm. The curves of his muscles were well defined, but rather then that nice bright tan he had gotten over the years, his skin had paled some from the glow it once had. He slipped down onto his knees as his fingers were sliding up her tights. His eyes locked onto hers as he kissed her knee just before his fingers grasping her waist band around her hips. He let his fingers dragging along her skin, dipping a bit deeper under the fabric as if to tease her of what he was about to do. He wasn’t going to give her the chance to get out of this, so he would lure her into a sense of security. “I promise you’ll love it.” He said softly before finally pulling down her bottoms, leaving her panties for the time being. If he took them both now, she may get freaked out with it being her first time. Slow was the key.

As the fabric of her clothes when down pass her knees, he took this moment to kiss the inside of her thigh. He slowly moved up her thigh towards her sex, hovering over her legs now, having forced them slightly part in order to kiss, her before he dropped her bottoms at her ankles. His hands gripped her thighs again, pulling her a bit more forward, as he skipped over her sex, kissing just above her panties, this time allowing his tongue to run slowly along her skin. His eyes still watching for her every reaction. He wanted to know what she liked, because the more the woman enjoyed it, the more he did. Besides it was only fair for when he buried his fangs into her to feed. He already knew when the perfect moment to do it was.[/fieldbox][/justify]

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Divinatas – May 6, 2017 at 3:11 AM

[imga=right]http://space-kitten.org/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/cecille_f.png[/imga]”I’m not worried,” came her breathless response. That may have been a lie. Cecile was a [I]little[/I] worried. You couldn’t be heading super fast on a runaway train towards your devirginizing without being a little scared. Still, he had a way of making her feel safe. The worry was nothing but a little tiny thing so far in the back of her mind, she almost didn’t notice it at all anymore.

It could be because he was so handsome. Flawless muscled skin. Cecile figured he must be another night shift person like her, because he had that same pale sunless skin. And bit by bit, with every article of clothing he peeled away she was more and more exposed. She knew she had a pretty face, but rest of her felt unimpressive. Cecile didn’t have the curves men seemed to like so much. She was just a bit too thin, a bit too small; she looked like she would break. Some perverts seemed to be in to that, but this man didn’t behave like the typical shady hotel guest.

She wouldn’t be in his bed letting him lave his tongue all over her skin if he was.

Cecile shivered, her hands curling in to the bed sheets. She squirmed a little when his mouth came dangerously close to her panty line. Almost subconsciously her legs widened a bit further while she dug her teeth in to her lip.

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Touch of Insanity – May 9, 2017 at 2:22 PM

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Jace felt the way her legs dipped apart every so slightly, pushing against his hands along the sides of her legs. She squirmed with a tight grip on the bed sheets. He let one of her fangs drag ever so softly along her skin. It made him shiver with delight, before the fang caught the line of her panties. He used that moment to grip them with his teeth, dragging them down, as his chin brushed down her, making sure to press a little harder as he got to her clit before dragging down towards her folds and then pulling back. His eyes dipped down towards her sex, taking in a deeper breath as he let go of her panties. He could spell her arousal, it made him throb all the harder. He was suddenly wishing she had taken those off already.

His hand smoothly ran up her legs again, catching her panties and dragging them down to her knees so they would drop to the floor. He thought about teasing her more, but with his hungry and his own need for a pleasing touch, he stood up. He still had to remove her bra, but he could do that in a moment. “Would you like to? Or shall I?” He asked not shy of looking her in the eyes, that flash of sexual need reflecting much like a hungry animal hunting down it’s pray. He smiled at her smugly, as his own hand brushed over his hidden erection, fingers gliding up towards the button showing her, if she didn’t want to, he was going to snap the release of the button.[/fieldbox][/JUSTIFY]

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Divinatas – Jun 26, 2017 at 8:53 AM

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It was so strange how a flush of heat could send chills down her spine. Her ears were burning and so was the back of her neck. If she touched a glass of water, Cecile was sure it’d evaporate with a steamy hiss. She rose up on to her palms, almost at eye level with the hands hovering at the button of his jeans. Her teeth bit in to her bottom lip. Now was the time to back out if she really didn’t want to do this. But no matter what scenario she dreamed up, she kept circling back to the same answer.

Gingerly Ceci reached out, brushing his hands gently out of the way before she hooked her fingers in to the waistband of his jeans. She was still worrying her lip with her teeth even as she popped the button loose and slid the zipper of his pants down using a single finger. Cecile didn’t stop there, though. Her heavy gaze flickered upwards just for a moment, catching the look on his face as she tugged not only his jeans down, but the thin fabric of his boxers.

When she glanced back down, Cecile found herself face to face with his twitching erection. She sucked in a sharp breath. This wasn’t the first time she’d seen a dick. A girl couldn’t work graveyard shifts at seedy motels and questionable diners without getting flashed a few times. But she’d never actually been close enough to touch. Even now she hesitated, choosing instead to lean forward and press her lips gently to a spot just under his belly button.

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Touch of Insanity – Jul 9, 2017 at 10:56 AM

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She sat there watching his hand. His finger started to circle along the button, like a ticking clock, hoping she would make up her mind as she bite her lip. His hunger wasn’t getting easier to deal with. He had already locked on her as his meal for the night. This was going to happen if she consented or not. After all, none of that matters when she wouldn’t remember the next morning, that he’d never stay to see her world fall apart from his dark needs. His tongue pressed to his one fang as his finger then tapped along the metal button. She finally reached forward and let out a long breath he had been holding. Breathing although seeming natural at first, as a vampire as old as he, it was almost hard to remember to do it sometimes.

His hand fell to his side as she got to work, what did surprise him, was the fact she hadn’t wasted a second in undoing his pants, she didn’t fumble around, and down they went. His erection springing up in her face. He was quiet, waiting for her reaction, as her eyes settled on him. He could hear her heart. Part of him was half expecting her to suddenly back out. Yet as she started to lean forward, he was hoping she was going to push it in her mouth. He could already feel the groan hanging on the tip of his tongue, but rather she kissed just under his belly button. His cock twitched with need as exhaled another long breath. He took this moment to reach around her, fingers catching the back of her bra, with a quick snap of his fingers, it came free as if he had done that many times before. His fingers slowly started to drag up her back, pressing a bit harder on her spin. As he got to her neck, his fingers slide up the side, pausing for a moment over her pulse, a heavier breath leaving him as his cock twitched again. It carried on much to his own desire to keep it there to the under side of her chin, forcing her head up to look at him.

“Did you want to have some fun first or should I push you back?” He said his tone serious, yet soft, low almost like a pur. He could wait just a little longer. . . right?[/fieldbox][/JUSTIFY]

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Categories
Characters: Fantasy

Romhilda

Romhilda or “Rommy” if you like to live dangerously.

Mid Twenties

Is about 8 weeks pregnant and swears if she ever sees the father’s face again, she’s going to kill the man. (She probably won’t actually do it, but she really WANTS to.)

Was an apprentice bird trainer to her mentor and adoptive parent. She was recently married, and her mentor died shortly after. Rommy inherited the business. …then her new husband sold it all out from under her and took off with the profits. She could’ve stayed and worked with the new owners, but hunting down her runaway husband sounded like a better idea. She intends to start up a new business.

Rommy has only JUST realized she is preggo. Considering her husband is a no-good low life, and she hasn’t anything to her name but a hawk, she is not sure how she is going to handle this baby business. There’s time to think about it, right?

A skilled hunter and animal trainer. She knows how to handle a wide variety of critters. Has never applied her craft to people before, so that’s going to be a challenge.

A little awkward with people, but can deal with them well enough as long as things stay professional. No problem facing down an angry bear, but the same doesn’t hold true with an angry person. She likes people, but they are unpredictable and confusing so it takes her awhile to connect with them on a more personal level. Physically she has no hesitation at defending herself, verbally is a different story. She is guilty of making judgements about people based on first impressions alone.

Categories
Characters: Modern Fantasy

Leeloo Dallas Russell

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Leeloo Dallas Russell – Yes, named after The Fifth Element’s Leeloo. No, she doesn’t like it. She thinks the name is childish and would rather be called anything else.

20 years old.

5’7″ and loves that she’s taller than her brother when she puts on heels. Dresses feminine and chic. Gets plenty of job discounts for nice clothes. Loves dresses, skirts, rompers, light fabrics. Never wears tshirts. Rarely wears jeans. Accessories are minimal.

Graduated high school but has never bothered furthering her educations. Thinks it will be a waste of time and money.

Has worked the same clothing department store job since she was 16. Really enjoys helping people find the perfect clothes but has no idea how to actually make this a career.

Drives a three wheel scooter bike thingy, Oz wtf are those. >:[

Is actually super pissed her brother moved out the second he turned eighteen. She felt abandoned and alone. Him keeping in frequent contact with her helped, but she’s still subconsciously mad about it.

Lee was too young to remember her parents or what happened to them. She does, however, know plenty about her Aunt and Uncle who are both overprotective and neglectful at the same time. Her older brother pretty much got ignored and got to do whatever he wanted because he was a BOY and OLDER. Meanwhile, Lee was never allowed to do ANYTHING. She didn’t get to go to other people’s houses or have friends come over. No parties, no after school activities. If it wasn’t right on their street, she wasn’t going. When Lee wasn’t at school or at work she’d just be home getting ignored, so she read a lot of books and played on the parent-locked internet. They’d tell her the world was scary and dangerous and all the horrible things that could happen to her – just like her parents. She believed them for a long time, up until after she graduated high school and realized she was a grown woman and needed to actually do ADULT THINGS.

Lee moved out on her own for the first time just a few months ago. She’s sharing a house with five other people and it’s not going well. She hasn’t figured out they have her paying more than her fair share of the bills. She’s the only cleaning up most of the time. The girl she shares a room with often has her boyfriend spending the night, and more than once Lee has been woken up by subtle (and some very NOT subtle) propositions for a threesome. She spends a lot of time trying to find a place to sleep unmolested.

Her personality is very quiet, shy, anxious. She rarely interacts with people outside of “familiar and safe” zones, so she’s a little awkward when conversations don’t start with “Hi, how can I help you today!” or if she’s in a new unexpected situation. In the back of her head she still thinks all strangers are dangers, and that everyone is trying to do terrible things, but she’s trying so hard to get AWAY from that mindset, she’s over compensating and letting all the crazy in. Her inexperience is very obvious.

Cries when she gets upset or frustrated or angry.

She hates going anywhere alone and will pester her brother to take her if it’s not a place she’s been to a million times.

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Leslie Dane Russell

Leslie Dane Russell – Totally fine if you call him Les or Lez. Just not Lee. That’s his sister’s name.

23 years old.

5’8″ Lanky build. More arms and legs than anything. Hair is just barely long enough to pretend it fits in a pony tail. Often forgets to shave. He dresses “nice”, a lot of it is his sister’s influence the rest is that he just likes comfy nice looking clothes. Simple fitted tees, button ups, thin sweaters. Might wear a vest if he were dressing up fancy. Fitted jeans. Light jackets. Boxer briefs. Sneakers and boots. Doesn’t do accessories or watches.

Takes community college classes. Most of them are just starter classes for credits and to help find a better job.

Has a “full time” job but never gets enough hours.

Leslie has no friggin idea what to do with his life. A directionless loser by society standards – and doesn’t really care what society thinks. He’s fine coasting until he figures it out.

Drives a shit ass car and doesn’t know crap about them.

Had an old friend die recently and he inherited their guitar. He can’t play, but he’s picked up a beginners book and is trying it out, cause he figures he might as well now that he has it. So far, he’s liking it. Leslie misses his friend A LOT and their death is affecting him more than he realizes.

A pretty good relationship with his younger sister Leeloo. (why yes, she WAS named after the girl in the Fifth Element) They talk on a regular basis, usually when she wants to complain about something, or doesn’t want to go somewhere by herself. They are not heavily involved in each other’s social lives.

When he was six one of his parents murdered the other. It was a weird surreal sort of thing to happen to a little kid, and he’s unaware of just how much that’s affected his choices and behavior. His sister was too young to remember anything. They lived with an aunt and uncle afterwards. Once Leslie was old enough to move out, he was gone. He hasn’t bothered keeping in touch and they haven’t reached out to him either.

Has had a grand total of two girlfriends. One relationship was very “meh” and lasted a few months before it fizzled out. They still chat on facebook and she’s engaged now. The other girl was a short hookup by a friend, and she turned out to be crazysauce. He’s a little concerned if she ever finds out where his new place is, she’s gonna break in to his apartment and leave him girlfriend pillows filled with dead animals.

He’s never had that “Am I gay?” talk with himself, though there’s been moments of appreciating a dude’s looks or jokes with friends, and the fact that “all porn is good porn”. He’s never been attracted to or connected with ANYONE on a deeper level yet, so he’s still in that “maybe I just haven’t found the right girl” mentality.

Leslie is a subtle dude; a little self deprecating, sarcastic, quiet, and chill. He takes things in stride and is pretty adaptable – though he’s never had his comfort zone REALLY pushed. He’s not keen on fights or confrontation, but WILL throw down on behalf of his sister regardless of what terror she’s enraged. Otherwise, he’ll put up with bullshit forever because he doesn’t have the heart to tell someone to fuck off. Leans towards introvert, but is very comfortable within his social circle. Says he’s more comfortable as a second in command, but more often than not is the one slipping out suggestions or taking control of things. Doesn’t like people touching his stuff or invading his privacy.

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Twilight Characters

Jessica
– Typical girly girl highschool teen. She’s on student council and gets top marks in school. Her popularity comes from being highly involved in school activities, socializing, and gossiping. She is fairly well liked by most people.

– She doesn’t get a lot of attention from boys and believes it’s because she’s not as pretty as her rival Lauren. Jessica gets really jealous of any girl she dubs prettier than herself or gets more attention than her, and struggles with not letting it “turn her in to a bitch”. Her biggest problem is that she tries to manufacture moments to get boys to ask her out, which makes her look a little crazy. So far she hasn’t let this affect her priorities, her schoolwork always comes first.

– On the surface she can seem daffy and shallow. Her favorite topics are usually about boys, fashion, gossip, and nothing of any real value. But Jessica is genuinely interested in the lives and well being of the people in her life. She’s just not a high maintenance friend and doesn’t need to be hanging out with you or talking to you regularly to still be a bestie. She easily can move from social group to social group, not see you for weeks, and then return to chat you up like she’d just seen you last night. Being a friend with Jessica is being a friend for life. She CAN be judgey though, especially about people that aren’t her friends (friends are allowed to be quirky individuals), as she thinks everything needs to go by the status quo.

Rebecca
– Married Solomon in Hawaii and never returned home. Part of it was wanting to escape the memory of their mom and not being able to handle their dad getting sick too but the majority was just hopelessly falling in love with her surfer man and wanting to be where ever he was. Despite their sudden love affair and young marriage, Rebecca and Solomon are still deeply in love and have a strong relationship. They have now returned to Forks to make it their permanent home because Rebecca is pregnant and she wanted to raise her babies with her family. Solomon, is more than happy with this. He can still travel for his competitions and know Rebecca won’t be alone.

– Rebecca is a light and airy motherly type. Most of her time is spent being a domestic care taker and painting. She is constantly painting or thinking about painting. Her head is often elsewhere. She can be forgetful, is terrible with time and dates, and always late. She moves to her own rhythm and at her own schedule. Even despite that, she likes to be the one in control and bossing everyone around. It drives the family crazy.

– She seems like a bucket of sunshine, but she’s got the temper of a hell beast. She’ll be nice about something as long as she can take it, but then shout, scream, throw things, and try to kick your ass if you’re being difficult. It’s worse now that she’s pregnant and having mood swings. Before you knew what you did wrong and that you probably deserved her ire, but now she’ll get upset about crazy things and you just don’t know if she’s going to yell at you or start crying.

Rachel
– Rachel got a scholarship to college and was studying computer engineering, but something has happened and she’s flunked out of college. She’s returning home early and refuses to explain what happened. (I have no idea what happened, this is open for cool plot bunny potentials) She’ll be taking up residence in Forks and has been helping her twin sister set up a website for her artwork.

– She shares her sister’s traits of “being in her own world” but in a much less airy way. She’s quiet and seems kind of broody, especially in comparison to her sunnier siblings, but she’s really just more of a shy/observing sort of person. She’s often picked on for it. When it comes to the chaos of her family, she’s often the calm voice of reason. Rachel’s advice is always GOOD advice, carefully considered and offered with confidence that it’s the best way to go. She doesn’t like to meddle in other people’s business, but when she does she firmly believes it’s a necessity and the right thing to do. This also makes her super stubborn, because once she’s decided something, it’s hell to get her to change her mind.

– Rachel is a little mad at her sister for moving to Hawaii, but she also can’t really blame her and understands why. Her feelings about their parents are very similar, though she didn’t use college as a deliberate escape. Rachel always intended to come back home as soon as she was finished with school. Now that she and Rebecca are back, though, she’s trying very hard to convince Jacob that he needs to stay in school and go on to college.

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Bella Swan

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– Long brown hair with slight wave and no bangs, brown eyes, 5’4″, pale skin. A “snow white” sort of look. The physical strength of a kitten and bruises easily. Dresses very casual and low-key feminine. Skinny or boot cut jeans, zipped hoodies, fitted plaid, fur lined parkas, henleys, embroidered tunics, thin sweaters, sneakers and flats, earthy and soft colors, headbands, subtle jewelry. Lip gloss only- she doesn’t like the way make-up feels on her skin and she has a habit of accidentally smearing it or rubbing it off. Never wears dresses or anything too girly but does actually LIKE it and wants to; she just doesn’t think she can pull it off. Cannot seem to get the hang of high heels.

– Has physical self esteem issues that stem directly from her mother and grandmother. Is aware that she SHOULDN’T and knows she isn’t “ugly” but it still subconsciously affects how she dresses and behaves. They are always telling her how much prettier she’d be if she wore make up, changed the way she dresses, lost a little weight, etc. “You’re never going to find a boyfriend if you don’t pretty yourself up.” “A girl your age shouldn’t weigh that much.” Cementing this is when Bella DOES try to dress it up and really likes what she’s wearing, they still criticize and find fault with it. “That’s too much skin, you don’t want to look like a slut.” “You shouldn’t wear your hair that way, it makes you face look fat.”

– Is a little clumsy and awkward in her own skin. She tries to be small and not take up space. Most of it is subconscious insecurity; trying to protect herself from comments and criticism. The rest is her not wanting to cause trouble or be inconvenient for anyone. Bella is more comfortable being in the background.

– Her relationship with her Dad is tight. In a weird way, she feels kind of responsible for him and tries to make up for the fact her Mom left. She fusses, making sure he eats proper and takes care of himself. There’s always coffee and something for breakfast and she consistently makes dinner. If she’s not going to be at home for dinner (or if he is going to be late), she’ll be sure there’s something good for him that’s easy to pop in the microwave. Chores always get done. Lately she’s been trying to convince him to consider dating again. She’s worried that if she goes off to college that he’ll be lonely.

– Her relationship with her Mom is tepid at best. The woman abandoned her and her Dad when she was only a couple months old, then didn’t show up again until Bella was starting school. She worked out an agreement with Charlie for Bella to come stay with Renee during summers. Summers with Renee always start off good – they’ll be in a fun new location Bella gets to explore and Renee is determined for them to bond. But as the days tick by, Bella finds herself alone more and more often and she starts getting the impression that Renee is frustrated at having to keep track of her. Renee TRIES though and because of that Bella feels obligated to keep trying too.

– Bella loves traveling, exploring, and seeing new places. To try new things and do things that are exciting. It’s the one thing she really loves about summers with her Mom and a thing they have in common. But once she’s done for the day, she likes to be back home with the safe and familiar. Her things, her people, her home. As long as there’s a little spice to it, she’s very content with her life.

– Bella has a small social circle, but she is undying loyal to them. She is a caretaker personality and is always source of support when asked. When her friends are upset or hurting, she wants to fix it for them. She also never says no, which occasionally can be a problem for her if she takes on too much at once. She’s introverted, so big crowds are exhausting. Her sense of self-preservation when it concerns others is non-existent. Bella will literally throw herself in the line of fire to protect someone else. She manages her fear by trying to face it head on, occasionally to the point of being needlessly reckless and making poorly thought out choices.

– Though she’s good at picking up the moods and needs of others, she can be really obtuse about her own feelings and needs. She frequently writes in a journal. She finds it a really good way to get out of her head for a bit and to organize her thoughts. Her journals are all hand written in nice fancy notebooks – they are usually Christmas/Birthday gifts from Charlie.

– Loves to read and is a good student. Actually enjoys learning stuff and school, so much that she really likes the idea of being a teacher herself. She’s most interested in English and History.

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Verge

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Stories of the Verge Universe

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PLOT STUFF

a story of spaceyness.

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Characters designed for this universe.

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Being sneaky is her game and thieving is her trade. When it comes to blending in to a crowd, breaking in to vaults, and jacking small scale items — Andromeda is your girl.

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Derp in training.

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Hearn Alien

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A womanizing mechanic with a drinker problem. Drinks all the time because it keeps the secret brain eat alien in his head from waking up and turning him in to a psychopath.

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Quirky and slightly nutty zoologist Astra Teegan just wants to hug and collect every new species of creature she meets.

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Xenolinguistics. Big old aggressive grumpy asshole.

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Botanist

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New captain of an explorer class ship. Was BOUGHT the position and didn’t earn it. But intends to make it work.

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Chief Medical Officer. Quiet, shy. Very passionate about her work.

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A fabrics dealer that takes a guy as her “slave” because he personally offended her.

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A Relations Ambassador working for the IROS Alliance. Her network of influence is vast. So much so, that she could be a wealth of information in the wrong hands.

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Characters: Modern Fantasy

Clarity Elouise Keaton

Clarity Elouise Keaton

Lives in an old lighthouse that has belonged to her family for generations.

Works in the town’s local museum.

A feisty little sassmonster that has a lot of pride in her town, family loyalty, and love of history and tradition.

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Characters: Modern Fantasy

Maximilian LeBreaux

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Maximilian LeBreuax

Cecille’s brother.

A vampire hunter

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Characters: Modern Fantasy

Cecile LeBreaux

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Cecile Chantilly LeBreaux

20

Brother is Maximilian who is a vampire hunter.

A few years ago, Ceci was a normal highschool kid getting ready for graduation. She was doing great in school, popular with her friends, and planning to go to college. She wanted to study architecture and historical conservation.

Before the end of the school year, her older brother Max was getting married to his sweetheart and Ceci was one of the bridesmaids. His fiance was a really cool chick that was into witchy things, and Ceci liked her a lot. They planned a gorgeous midnight ceremony on a full moon evening, everything was beautifully decorated and atmospheric.

Right in the middle of the ceremony, the party was crashed by a gang of crazy violent thugs. Everything erupted into blood thirsty chaos. Max’s fiance was killed, the entire wedding party, both families and most of the guests. Even Ceci was so badly injured that she several weeks in the hospital.

Ceci has very little memory of what happened that night. Part of it is brain damage, but the majority is just blocked out of her mind. Sometimes she has nightmares and occasionally she gets triggered into a panic attack when something dredges up those memories.

As soon as Ceci was cleared from the hospital, Max took her on the road. She never felt the need to question why. Ceci didn’t want to live in their old house without the family, she didn’t feel safe in their town, and she could see how much Max needed to leave too.

These days Ceci is going through the motions and just trying to keep her and Max afloat. She’s not sure what he runs off to do everyday, and is pretty sure it’s illegal. She gets a job whenever they land in a new town so they have enough money to live, always in places close to their motel as she doesn’t have a vehicle of her own.

Ceci wants more for her life, but she’s scared that Max will end up in a bad way if she’s not there to take care of him. He’s all she has and she’ll do anything to keep them together.

Ceci always seems like that shy, unassuming background person. The quiet mousy type that’s awkward with people. But really, she just doesn’t want to get too close to people because she knows she’ll be gone within a few weeks. Lately she feels like she’s not a whole person anymore because all she does is work and sleep. She really misses having interests, and hobbies, and actual friends. 

When she’s with someone she’s comfortable around, she loves to laugh, tease and play. She likes people! Getting to go out and do things, see movies, have a fancy dinner, take a walk without being scared something is going to jump out of the shadows.

WHAT CECI DOESN’T KNOW:

Max’s fiancee was a real actual witch of high standing and part of a local coven. The thugs that slaughtered the wedding party were from a group of rogue vampires that were starting to break local law and the coven was trying to stop. Killing her and the entire party of guests was to send a message. No one was meant to survive.

Max is trying to hunt down and kill all vampires, extra especially the ones that killed his fiancee and family. He doesn’t think Ceci can handle the truth about what happened and is trying to shield her from it. (The reality is that Ceci would be behind him 100% if she knew, and actually be able to help him.)

 

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Divya Kapoor

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Divya Kapoor

Father is a Renowned Surgeon. Mother is the Hospital Director

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Characters: Fantasy

Abigail Renly

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Abigail Renly

A lady’s maid for Aubrielle Cantova.

Is the castle’s baker’s daughter.

She’s just barely 18 and a couple years younger than her lady. She started her training as a lady’s maid at 15.

She is the same height as her lady, with a hair color that is similar but a little lighter.

Abigail is a mousy, timid, always worried girl. Smarter than she thinks she is, smarter than OTHERS think she is, but still a little daffy and very insecure. Most of her great fears are absolute nonsense and founded out of nonsense. She has an over active imagination and thinks way too much about what ifs and all the ways things can go wrong.

Absolutely enchanted with beautiful fine things. Is always unicorns and sparkles.

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Characters: Modern Realistic

Tatsuo Tanemura

Weakness for baked treats

Loves boys

Dramatic pretty boy

Enjoys the chase and competition for love interests

Class President

prefers being shirtless whenever possible

Where the fuck does he get all these random roses

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Chiyako Tsukade

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SUKEBAN AKA GRILL BOSS BADASS

Name: Tsukade Chiyako
School: Hanazakura
Age/Class: 3-B
Known for: Chiyako is a task managing demon (not literal demon) that loves money and has zero qualms about organized crime as long as it’s with the best of intentions. She is the image of prim and proper etiquette, until you piss her off.

Dear Flowering Tigers of Hanazakura, please make sure to wear this season’s fashion accessory – a headband – or there will be strange and unusual consequences for your insubordination.

<3 Chiyako

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Characters: Fantasy

Zisel Tulley

Zisel Tulley

Potions Bottle Artisan

Lives with Grandfather, Father, and Mother, all of which whom aid in the creation of the bottles. From manning the fires, creating the glass, bending the metal, to things like accounting and running of the shop.

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Heather Capelli

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Heather Capelli, 16

Her parents have been “on the verge of divorce” before they even had their first kid. Dad is viciously paranoid his wife is always having an affair and takes all kinds of medications to deal with the “stress”. His manhood has been in question for so long, he’s a whipped and beaten sack of defeat. Heather has never seen her mom without a glass of wine in her hand. As it turns out, the woman IS having an affair. She’s been having affairs since before they got married, often enough that the paternity of all her children are in question. Her youngest two children (Heather and her younger brother) certainly don’t look anything like their father. The parents pay very little attention to their children, and when they do it’s usually to complain about them.

She has two brothers. Her older brother (19) dropped out of school and ditched town the second he turned eighteen. She hasn’t seen or heard from him since. Her younger brother (11) is having a hard time at school, and Heather is always stepping in to slap around kids that are picking on him.

At school Heather doesn’t stand out a lot – at least she doesn’t try to or believe that she does. Every couple weeks she switches up where and who she sits with at lunch, usually based on who is willing to share their food that day. She’s pretty good at talking to people about any number of things, nor does she discriminate about who she chats with. Heather is comfortable with everyone, and they don’t seem to have a problem with her either. The only strange thing is that she never really talks about herself. They know ABOUT her and being a small town, everyone is familiar with family gossip… but no one actually knows what she’s like or does outside of school. Heather fades in to the background.

Real Heather is… she doesn’t even know. The problem is that she’s really smart, but completely aimless. She has the opinion that it’s pointless to try. Because of her family situation she knows she’s not going to college and is just going to end up in some dead end job for the rest of her life. Maybe she’ll get married to someone she kind of likes and have some kids. It’s what everyone does so why should she think she’s special?

Despite her pessimistic views on life, she’s a daydreamer. She thinks in story-form. Part of the reasons she likes migrating between social groups is because she enjoys people’s stories. Even though she doubts she’s going to do anything remarkable in her own life, she likes daydreaming about all the things she could do if she had money and opportunity.

Heather loves being outdoors. The sun, the weather, trees, parks, nature, etc. She doesn’t like being cooped up indoors for too long, and is possibly even a little claustrophobic. The smaller the space, the more antsy she becomes.

Although she seems like a subdued and shy person at first, once you spend enough time with her and she gets to know you better, she actually has a very bold personality. When she feels like she can trust you is when she acts more natural, letting you see her moods, sharing personal information, etc. Heather likes to talk, argue, get involved in deep conversations about life, the universe, and everything in between. Once she’s comfortable, she’s a lot more confident in trying new things and getting excited about something ambitious.

Dating has never been on the table for Heather. She’s either been too oblivious to the affections of others OR the few times she’s noticed, she flat out wasn’t interested. She’s never acted on her own crushes, either, as she’s too afraid to actually get that close to somebody. One of her greatest fears is that she’ll love somebody and the relationship is going to go to shit. She thinks it’s better to just not have one at all.

She has several piercings in her ears, one in her nose and her belly button. She rarely wears them all at once, and never with flashy jewelry so her parents still have no idea she has them. Heather really wants a tattoo but doesn’t want to get something stupid and meaningless just to “have a tattoo”. She wants something that has a lot of special importance to her, but that’s been hard to figure out.

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Frankie Arlette

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Frankie Arlette. Named after her father, and his father, and his mother, and her father.

Activities Director for the Heritage Square Retirement Manor. She’s brand new to replace the old activities director who had a bit of an unfortunate accident during one of the activities.

Her mother died two years ago from a stroke. Her father is still living well and healthy. They speak every weekend over the phone. He wishes she didn’t move so far away, but understands why. He’s considering making the move out there too if she likes her new town.

Was engaged to her Highschool sweetheart for two years. It ended abruptly when they both realized they were hanging on to the “idea” of them being this in love romantic couple, when neither of them were really in love anymore. They’re both still friends and occasionally talk.

She’s dated several people since then, some more serious than others. Her most recent breakup was with a coworker and didn’t end so amicably. The guy fell harder and faster than she did, then starting pushing and pressuring. When she broke it off, he made their work environment so unpleasant she had to quit. After some strong words and changing her number, he seemed to get the hint. But when a job opened up elsewhere, she still jumped on it. Frankie just didn’t feel comfortable knowing she could run in to him anywhere in town. The new job was only 4 hours away, so she could easily make the drive to visit family and friends.

Frankie is not super religious or spiritual but does believe strongly in God. It helps her feel secure knowing that “someone has a plan” and everything isn’t just random tragedy. Especially in her line of work where she has to deal with death of people she cares for on a regular basis. She’s not an avid church goer, but attends it sporadically when she feels she needs a little guidance.

She is a “bright” personality and cheerful disposition. This helps her a lot in her work. She keeps her energy up while out and about in public, then recharges on her own time with quiet things. Since she spends all day entertaining a group of people, on her off time she prefers small intimate things. Is great at mediating problems between people. She’s patient, knows how to listen, and usually knows how to calm people down. When it comes to handle issues people have with HER it gets a little trickier. Frankie is a people pleaser, someone getting angry or aggressive at her personally takes her back a bit and she flounders. Physical violence is a NO. Some people just don’t have the heart to hurt a fly, and she is one of them. Frankie likes to BELIEVE she could handle it, but she couldn’t even kick the padded instructor too hard when she took self defense classes. Ignoring issues with personal conflicts, she’s a very secure and self-reliant woman. Her self-esteem is healthy – she knows what she’s good at and what she struggles with. When she has goals, she strives to achieve them. So she she’s enjoying her new job and home, and is hoping to build a full life there.

She’s just finished moving in to her new little house. It’s super old and falling apart, but it’s charming and cute. Frankie is doing a lot of the repair work herself when she can. She loves do-it-yourself stuff and this even extends to having a beautiful garden space.

Has never learned how to ride a bike.

Avid reader of sci-fi novels. Might be a little nutty and believes in visiting aliens.

Gets really annoyed with bad drivers and it’s one of the rare times she curses.

Frankie REALLY wants a dog, but worries about the poor dog being bored when she’s not at home so she never gets one.

She has a surprisingly high tolerance for pain, which is a bit of problem because she’ll push herself when she really SHOULDN’T because “it doesn’t hurt that bad”. Be it getting sick or an injury.

Gives people silly nicknames when she can’t remember their name.

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Kim “Donna Duskdragon” Lee Chung

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Kim “Donna Duskdragon” Lee Chung

17

Witch. Comes from an old family bloodline of witches.

Family: Mom, Dad, three siblings (she is the oldest), two aunties, and grandmother.

Doesn’t speak a bit of Chinese or Mandarin, doesn’t care to, and it pisses her grandmother off.

VERY in to the goth scene right now. It perfectly represents her dark and tortured soul.

Calls herself DONNA DUSKDRAGON both as a pen name and in demanding others to call her this. She feels it’s way better for her whole aesthetic as a dark witch of the damned.

Writes a lot of poetry, songs, and original spells.

Surprisingly GOOD at piano, viola, and the oboe. But she hates the oboe. Wind instruments are for nerds.

Not so great with her schoolwork because it’s boring and she’s tired of her family always trying to force her in to a carbon copy of the rest of them. (She’d get good grades if she actually cared.)

Kim is kind of a judgemental bitch and really has no excuse for it beyond just being a brat. She’s only interested in you if you like the same things she does. And if you like something she HATES, she’s going to give you constant hell for it.

No one has ever stepped up and told Kim off before. She’s pretty good at looking scary and intimidating. Great at bluffing. Because it IS all a bluff. Kim is really a creampuff and a coward.

Not a very good witch in terms of actual natural power. She makes up for it by being really crafty with handmade potions and spellwork. Just because she can’t do it herself doesn’t mean she doesn’t know HOW to do it.

She’s the coven leader. Yes she is. YES SHE IS. FUCK YOU.

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Rose Ashley Marino

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Name: Rose Ashley Marino

Family: Emilio Marino (Dad, owns a hunter’s shop), Rachel McLauren-Marino (Mom, Housewife), Jacob Marino (Brother)

18 Birthday = Halloween

LOVES Halloween, mystical things, and witch lore. Used to dress up as a witch every year for Halloween. Stopped in Sophomore year because her friends said that stuff was lame and childish. Still really interested, but keeps that secret to herself.

Appearance: Grey eyes, naturally tanned skin. Hair is an average shade of brown, but last year she dyed it blond. It’s now grown out and she has this brown to blond ombre thing going. Very curly hair and usually wears it up in a high pony tail. Wears whatever her friends say is cool. (But she kind just really likes simple overalls and turtlenecks)

Dad loves hunting, so she is well familiar with guns. She just doesn’t like guns.

Doesn’t use curse words!

Was friends with Bree until she got mixed up with the COOL KIDS.

Prior to bad influences, Rose was a straight A student. Since Sophomore year her grades have dropped considerably because not only is she trying to do her own homework, her “friends” have convinced her to do theirs too. Part of her appeal is that she’ll do almost anything they pressure her in to, and they keep her on the hook by making her feel like she is special and valued.

None of her old friends want to speak to her anymore. She doesn’t participate in bullying directly, but definitely doesn’t stick up for anyone if one of her cool-kid friends are harassing someone. She keeps defending her cool-kid friends because “they’re just playing, they’re not serious” and they “DO NICE THINGS” to make up for it later. (Those nice things never turn out to be genuinely nice, and conveniently Rose is never around to see the fallout.)

Takes Drama as an elective because it’s fun, and a business management elective because her dad wants her involved in running the shop.

Has no idea what she wants to do with her life, and none of her interests really seem to match up with any potential careers. She knows she’s probably going to end up working at her Dad’s shop, or marrying some guy and being a little housewife. Not a bad life, but it seems so boring.

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The Sparrow Family

The Sparrow Family is the “Lawful” version of a mob family. They are a very influential (and large) family in Chicago, where most of it’s patrons are involved directly in some sort of Law career and a few exceptions branching out in to investigative journalism and politics.

Grandpa Sparrow Cop
Grandma Sparrow Lawyer

Uncle Cop Sparrow #1 Retired/Current?? Police Chief
– Son ???
– Son ???

Uncle Cop Sparrow #2 Retired Cop
– Son ???

Johnathon Sparrow – Lawyer
Danielle Tremblay – Lawyer
– Daughter Alexis Sparrow (Lawyer)
– Daughter Serena Sparrow (Cop)
– Daughter Tamara Sparrow ( Private Investigator)
– Daughter Jade Sparrow (Investigative Journalist)
– Daughter Summer Sparrow (“Actress”)

Uncle Sparrow #3 Politics(??)
– Daughter Karen Sparrow (Psychology Student)

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Characters: Modern Realistic

Lorelai Sterling

– Daughter is Victoria. She calls her Tori.
– Has a tramp stamp tattoo of her boyfriend’s nickname “Tomcat”.
– Real last name is Kearney

HISTORIC BACKGROUND

Grew up in an apartment complex in Columbus Georgia. Got preggo at 16 with her 19 year old badboy boyfriend Thomas Serrano. Parents kicked her out because a knocked up 16 year old made the look bad with all their conservative Christian friends. She moved in with Tom and his buddies in a crappy trailer and dropped out of school. Stuff was okay at first but not great, then went downhill real fast after baby Victoria was born.

Tom ran with the wrong kind of people, got in to stealing and selling pills and other drugs. Shady people were always coming in and out of the place. Lorelai did a lot of crappy things to try and keep him happy and not taking out frustrations about a howling baby and expenses. He eventually got busted for drugs possession and assault of an officer and went to jail for 3 years.

During that time frame Lorelai got a job and took classes to get her GED. Things were starting to look pretty good. Then Tom got out of jail and moved back in. For awhile she was supporting him and thought things were better cause he was sober and trying. …but turns out he was freeloading and fell back in to old habits. Drinking, drugs, stealing, being a huge asshole. Lorelai didn’t want things to go like they did the first time, and she’d try to argue it but that resulting in him getting even more toxic and abusive.

This lasted for about two years and reached a climax when Tom hit Tori. Lorelai flipped out and for the first time actually [i]fought[/i] him. The scuffle ended up with him out cold on the floor with a big gash across his face. Lorelai has NO idea how it got to that, she mama-rage blacked out. It could’ve been the broken window, the busted TV, her bloody ring, the glass all over the trailer, anything! She thought she killed him. She took Tori, their stuff, and all of Tom’s money and RAN.

They were living in a new trailer in a new city the first time he found them. She was glad to know he wasn’t dead, but he was PISSED OFF. Pissed about the scar on his face, his money, her running and his stolen kid. Too pissed to talk and the scuffle ended up with Lorelai and Tori abandoning everything and running again.

The second time he found them he got wise and changed his approach. Instead of being outwardly violent, he smiled and threatened. He told Lorelai that if they didn’t leave with him, he was going to tell the cops to arrest her for attempted murder and the kidnapping of his kid. He even flashed some cash and a lawyer’s name to back it up. She believed him – but wasn’t going to let him take Tori. So the first opportunity she saw, she ran again.

Lorelai and Tori have been living in Chicago for the past year and a half without a sudden move. Lorelai found the big city was a good place to get lost in and is now feeling safe enough to get them a REAL apartment instead of living in motels and out of cars. Tori is super excited about getting her own room. It’s nice because her mom’s new job is across the street in a German Diner, and her middle school is right down the street at walking distance. Lorelai even sold their car so they could get furniture. Lorelai has just started evening business classes so she can create her own online startup business. Custom designed plushies! She’d make them all the time for Tori out of old clothes cause she couldn’t afford a lot of toys, and is now putting that skill set to use.

GALLERY

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Characters: Fantasy

Catzia

Name: Catzia

Knightwatch Byname: Little Cat

Appearance: Strawberry-blonde hair with dark roots, cut a bit short in the back than it is in the front. Light blue eyes. A small stature and frame. Somewhere between 18-21. Refuses to wear anything but black.

Coat of Arms: A side profile of a cat in silver with an added golden mane around it’s head is hand embroidered in to her vest and in to her cloak, right over her heart.

Heritage: Adorable Little Sister to Othaniel Lavarene and at the perfect age to get married. Something she enjoys bringing up to make people uncomfortable.

Talents/Powers:

[i]Catseye[/i] – It’s not a Bullseye when you’re a cat. Her aim is uncanny. In the dark, in the sun, tiny things, big things. She’s an excellent marksman.

[i]Where the fuck did that cat go?![/i] – She’s small, she’s quiet, she can hide really, really fast and squeeze in to tiny places. It’s almost like she popped in to that annoying cat dimension. (She swears she didn’t, and then she’ll laugh making you swear otherwise.)

Weapons: Bow & a quill of arrows. The bow itself is a gift from her brother and well crafted. As for the arrows – she’ll use anything handy if she runs out. And be happy to prove to you that she CAN use anything.

Squired To: Othaniel Lavarene. It’s unclear if it was Othaniel that didn’t have the choice, or Cat.

Personality: A flirty minx. Little trouble maker.

TRUE IDENTITY:

Name: Princess Briony Lyonesse Anacatzia Serotina

Appearance:

Personality: A private person. Excellent people skills. Clever and observant.

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Characters: Modern Fantasy

Penny Thistlewhitt

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CRAFT NAME: Penny Thistlewhitt

GENDER: Female

DEPARTMENT/SECTION: INTERNAL LOGISTICS – Catering

OVERVIEW: One does not usually see a Caterer out in the field, but with recent budget cuts, several departments are working together on ways to kill two (or more) birds with one stone. Feed, enchant, and heal operatives all in one go? Yes please! Hopefully during this round of tests with a live group won’t end as terribly as the first

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