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Craig Tucker

Mun Information

NAME: Harvey

AGE: 22

PRONOUNS: he/him

TIMEZONE: CST (Central Standard Time)

RP EXPERIENCE: going on 10 years

ACTIVITY LEVEL: i work full-time overnight, but have access to my phone during work hours. starting classes in the spring

OTP/NOTP: i’m not even picky. i like cryle a lot, but anything else with craig idm

DISCORD: harvey#3357

ANYTHING ELSE: i’d like to think i’m pretty laidback and chill.

Muse Information

NAME: Craig Tucker

AGE: 17

GENDER: Cis-male

SEXUALITY: Gay

BIRTHDAY: January 25th, 2000 (Aquarius)

OCCUPATION: Student, Cashier at the retro diner off of main st

SPECIES: Witch

POWER: Clairvoyance/Divination

CHARACTER APPEARANCE:

FACECLAIM: Matthew Bell [ x ] [ x ]

Craig Tucker stands at a whopping six-foot-two, weighing about 150 pounds. He participates in track and field during the spring, therefore retaining a rather lean physique on top of his lengthy legs. If given a body type label, he would be considered on the bridge between ectomorph and mesomorph. His hair is a soft black color, kept in a taper-fade cut with a loose side-part, and he has brown-green hazel eyes. He had his nose broken once in middle school from horsing around on a longboard, and a few scars littered on his arms and knees from childhood rough housing, falling off of bikes, etc.

CHARACTER HISTORY:

Craig’s clairvoyance has actually been something he’s been able to tap into since he was a young child, however he found the capability rather unsettling after he vividly predicted the death of their first family dog – to which they haven’t had a dog since – at the age of four. He never told anyone about the things he’d seen, not even his parents, therefore it became fairly easy to start pushing his divination to the background in attempt to ignore it. It never really left, but this resulted in his premonitions becoming much less intense. He’d prefer it be a lot more dull, anyways. However… after the incident in Peru, the Pandemic, Craig’s capability became revitalized and he was back at the first square he’d been avoiding all these years. Regardless, he still kept this matter private, not caring to share any of his visions, no matter who it involved. It wasn’t everyone’s business how much he knew, how much he knew that little blonde girl in kindergarten –what was her name?– was going to walk in front of that bus without looking. She was going to die, squashed flat in front of the entire school. And so she did. It’s now high school, the divination won’t leave, and Craig has already resigned to his fate –much to this utter dismay. While he’s at it, he might as well try to figure out how to control the damned thing as to prevent it from being a continuous nuisance. He really has nothing to go off of in order to get things under control, so all he can do is make it up as he goes. It’s a work in progress.

1) Craig was taken to inpatient over in Denver for a good two months during a severe episode of depression he experienced the middle of his sophomore year. He’s since been diagnosed with a mood disorder and has refused to see any doctors following. The situation caused him distress about his own mental health internally, but he’s really afraid of finding out what’s actually going on with him. But, since he internalizes a lot of his emotions, the unaddressed stress had caused his clairvoyance to heighten –especially in the form of nightmares or viewing only negative outcomes. Craig became more reclusive during this time, growing apart from all of his friends and family. Because of his reluctance to talk about his issues, everyone just assumed it was part of the depression he was struggling with. It took that full year for things to finally go back to how they had been before the episode, and for Craig to get back to his usual self again. The incident should have taught him that shadowing his emotions is dangerous not only for his mental health but also for his already haywire ESP. 2) Dating Tweek for about five years before they both mutually called things off really helped Craig mature in a more positive light. He’s learned a great deal about how to handle more hectic and stressful situations, being emotionally supportive ( to the closest extent he’s capable of being, Craig struggles with empathy ), listening and understanding, etc. The two of them ended up mutually breaking things off, not ending on a sour note in the slightest, and Craig believes that’s due a lot in part by their willingness to understand one another throughout.

As far as social life, Craig remains within the same group of friends he’s been around since elementary school. There’s not much room to roam around anyways. He’s stuck more to himself over the years, however, withdrawing but not alienating. He’s usually seen hanging around Tweek, Kyle, Kenny, or his cousin Red. His family life remains pretty uneventful. The common parental arguments here and there, a threat of divorce once or twice… maybe three times. Craig tries to ignore most of that bullshit, keeping an eye on his sister throughout these trying times. It doesn’t appear to him that his parents will separate anytime soon, and likely won’t until his sister is out of high school at least. If not, then they’re shitty parents for putting that on her.

CHARACTER PERSONALITY

POSITIVE TRAITS: Pragmatic, Candid, Inquisitive, Capable Leader, Rational.

NEGATIVE TRAITS: Cynical, Stubborn, Apathetic, Cold, Reckless.

MBTI: INTP

TYPE ENNAEGRAM: 5w4 (548)

ALIGNMENT: Chaotic Neutral

Once a hot-headed kid who wouldn’t back down from a good fight, Craig Tucker has mellowed out starting in fifth grade onward. His relationship with Tweek really aided in his maturity throughout middle school, helping him become more intune with other people on top of knowing some of their immediate futures ( that was already intimate enough ). Craig has retained a lot of his apathetic and cynical demeanor regardless, still blunt and rational. The one thing that’s been revving inside of him since high school is his sense of adventure. Unlike in his childhood, Craig Tucker desires to go out and do something nonsensical, something extraordinary. It wasn’t until after his brief period of hospitalization that he became restless, maybe anxious to break from the ordinary. He retains a deep interest for space, the unknown, even the paranormal, ironic to his otherwise cynical and realistic demeanor. There’s somewhat of a rift between two sides of Craig and he’s almost fed up with it.

*SEE ABOVE FOR POWERS

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:

Weekend shifts were the worst shifts because everyone else gets these days off and swamp to cute places like the retro diner off of Main Street. It’s only five after lunch hour and Craig already wishes he was locked dead in the freezer until next shift came to check. The place was full of families and teens as per usual at a time like this. One group of girls hadn’t even ordered anything the whole half hour they’d been sitting there, only then realizing that these tables weren’t waited at. Another family of four ordered, what felt like all of the menu, and complained three separate times about it taking more than fifteen minutes for their entire order to be served.

Craig was tired, just like he was every single time lunch hour rolled around without fail. The bags under his eyes were never more prevalent as he stood there at the cash register, monotonously reciting his customer service role. His ultra obvious enthusiasm is a real kicker with the guests, they really love to watch a deadpan kid tap a touchscreen and swipe their cards. He’s a sight to behold.

Speaking of sights to behold… a hot second of a break settles in as everyone in the building has placed their order and no longer require Craig’s immediate assistance. Rubbing the heel of his hand into one of his eyes, the dark-haired teen glances off to the right, free eye settling on a small kid with an open cup in his hands. And before he can even blink, a vivid series of pictures plays out in front of his eyes. The kid appears to be running with the cup in his hands, soda sloshing around violently as he does so, only to spill some of the sticky liquid on the floor in front of him. Unsurprisingly, it looks like the kid slips and falls straight onto his front, mouth banging into the floor with an ugly slapping noise. Craig already knows this ends in him having a mess of coke and red to clean up.

All of this imagery plays moments before the kid actually does do a sprint forward, spilling his drink in the process, only to slip and slam his face into the hard floor. And, as promised, there’s blood to clean up. Just wonderful.

With a very, very deep sigh to drown out the shrieks of the child on the ground, Craig Tucker leaves his spot at the front counter in order to retrieve the mop and bucket. Hey, at least he saw it coming.

#;application #submission #;southparkcoven #craig tucker #;south park #south park roleplay

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southparkcoven · 7 years ago

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this is michael's blog! this is also ray i felt the need to clarify that for some reason

Everyone, welcome Michael to the coven!

#michael Schwarz #temptatlycan #;accepted #;southparkcoven #sp michael

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southparkcoven · 7 years ago

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Accepted - Kyle Broflovski

Mun Information

NAME: Abel AGE: 22 PRONOUNS: They/Them TIMEZONE: BST RP EXPERIENCE: Coming up to about 10+ years roughly. As Kyle, it’s been about half of that. ACTIVITY LEVEL: I’m a third year university student trying to secure my degree so if I’m not posting on tumblr, you can catch me on discord being active. OTP/NOTP: Cryle (Craig x Kyle) is my OTP for Kyle. It’s underappreciated, but works very well when done right. I don’t really have a NOTP for Kyle, but I guess I really love Style (Stan x Kyle) as best bros! DISCORD: Cosmicvoyance#8937 ANYTHING ELSE: Please don’t roleplay or reblog any animal abuse or neglect!

Muse Information

NAME: Kyle Broflovski AGE: 17 GENDER: Cis-male SEXUALITY: Bisexual BIRTHDAY: 26th May 2000 OCCUPATION: Student | Apothecary Assistant SPECIES: Witch POWER: Telekinesis CHARACTER APPEARANCE:

Face Claim: Matthew Clavane Puberty has relaxed Kyle’s once tightly knit curls into loose ringlets, that either drape to the nape of his neck, or they get tied up into a messy man bun. His eyes are a hazel green, though more on the brown side; the green is usually not that noticeable unless seen in bright light, or being close enough to get a good look at his eyes in general. He has a few light freckles that do appear during the summer months if South Park is lucky enough to receive some sun, but he tries to avoid this by plastering on a lot of sunscreen, lest he burn.

He still maintains all of his canonical scars from the show, the most obvious of those being the tiny faint outlines around the corners of his mouth from the Human CentiPad. His diabetes has put him in rather poor health, making Kyle quite thin, but relatively lean. He isn’t that tall, either, after the damaging surgery to his knees in his youth that stunted a bit of his growth, causing him to be stuck at the short stand of 5’7’’.

CHARACTER HISTORY:

Kyle is somewhat aware of his power, though in denial about it. He’s displayed some ability with telekinesis in past episodes of the show, though he contributes those memories to the severe trauma he went through in his youth. Sometimes in the height of emotions, things will randomly fall off his shelf, though again he doesn’t try and attribute it to anything supernatural; the thought terrifies him deep down. He’s been hospitalised after a rather serious diabetic attack during middle school, where his health began taking a rather extreme turn for the whist for a little over a month – he’s more or less recovered, but it’s taken a lot of mental impact on the redhead as a result.

After reaching high school, Kyle began drifting from his usual set of friends and began to engage with more like-minded people who not only shared his classes, but also interests; he’s not as close to the main four as he used to be, as a circumstance of high school pulling them apart. He does miss being able to hang around with Stan especially, though now finds himself within the company of people such as Tweek, Craig, or Wendy.

In terms of family, Sheila has been very overbearing and protective of Kyle since his health scare in middle school; he resents it, despite understanding her concern. As a result he has very rarely been to many high school parties, or really participated much in typical teenage activity – it took Sheila a lot of convincing just for her to allow Kyle to get a part-time job so he could save up some extra money for college. It’s had a profound effect on social experiences as a result.

CHARACTER PERSONALITY:

Positive: Determined, intelligent, intuitive, passionate, decisive

Neutral: Stubborn, judgemental, emotional, independant, altruistic

Negative: Argumentative, hot-headed, self-conscious, impatient, opinionated

MBTI: INFJ

Ennegram: 1w2

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Being under a lot of stress from trying to maintain his GPA and keep his life in a healthy balance, Kyle generally doesn’t have much patience for bullshit these days. While he’s still prone to bouts of emotionally fuelled anger, a lot of his aggression tends to spill out in sarcastic venom, as he has very little energy to spare now he’s in his senior year.

There is a underlying longing of wanting to break out of his long-standing routine, and the desire for something wild and unpredictable to happen to him, or the town, similar to how it was when he was a kid. Even through the trauma of some of the events, no one really gets comfortable in a normal, mundane life – not even Kyle Broflovski. However, the anxiety and desperate need to constantly be in control has been too overwhelming for him to just let go, and live in the moment as of yet.

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:

There had to be some sort of bitter irony in working at a natural medicine store; at least, worryingly ironic. The amount of people who bustled into the shop on a day to day basis demanding all sorts of plants and herbs for their natural remedies alarmed the redhead. Alas, he still found himself biting back the urge to blurt out how utterly stupid these new age health theorists were in wasting their cash on a load of bullshit, when their health insurance could probably cover actual medication to help with their backaches.

Yet, he needed the job. Okay, he didn’t need the job, but it was a refreshing break away from the confines of the four dismal walls of his childhood room in the after hours of the school week; a break from the sting of his mother’s piercing wail, and nostril flaring dragon breath. It was worth forcing an overly friendly smile to customers who would idly praise the concoctions and potioncraft over actual medical assistance. Actual. Medical. Resistance. Kyle had never been too good at biting his tongue, but if he forced himself to keep up the reputable customer service appearance, he was pretty certain he’d end up chewing right through the tongue muscle and swallowing his silence.

At least he was able to refill his cup with endless amounts of coffee through the day.

“I asked for a medium to fine grind of the lavender, sir. This is a fine grind, so I’d appreciate a refund, or for you to do it again.” A middle-aged woman with a rather thick city accent complained, holding up her bag of what might as well have been fairydust to Kyle. He’d been in the middle of climbing up the rather unstable wooden ladder to place a different jar back into its resting place, and paused midway. This lady – she always insisted on coming here, and every time she had something to complain about.

With slow steps, the redhead returned back to ground level and approached the front desk with a pained grimace forced upon his lips. “I’m so sorry to hear that. Do you want the refund or the–”

“Ugh. It’s you again. Every time you grind up my herbs, you do it wrong.” She interrupted with a flustered expression, and slammed her cheaply manicured hands down onto the desk. “I’d like to speak to your supervisor instead. You’re messing with my energy…”

Breathe, Kyle. Breathe.Anger bubbled inside him the longer she continued to drabble on, and he dug his nails into the underside of the desk in an attempt to try and release the frustration. The customer was always right. Apparently. Or, whatever they had to be. More like this customer was always a right bitch.

“…and I don’t think some sort of teenage hipster should be bandwagoning on such a sacred method of religion–”

Something snapped in the back of Kyle’s head – yet before he could hurl any verbal abuse her way, something else hurled straight at her instead – the lukewarm remains of Kyle’s half empty coffee mug he’d left on the counter from the start of his shift. Now, the cup was teetering at the edge of the table with the threat of cascading the floor below, and the lady stood there with a gape in her mouth, and drenched in espresso. At least the lavender was fine.

Though, how on earth did the cup manage to douse her in its contents?

#;application #;southparkcoven #submission #south park #south park rp #south park roleplay #south park roleplay group #kyle broflovski

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southparkcoven · 7 years ago

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Accepted - Michael Schwarz

Mun Information

NAME: ray

AGE: 19

PRONOUNS: he/him/his

TIMEZONE: EST

RP EXPERIENCE: vaguely 8 years

ACTIVITY LEVEL: i go to college full time and work part time, but i’m active as often as i can be

OTP/NOTP: my otp is poly goth kids ngl & my notp is cartman/butters whatever that ship is. i can keep tightlipped if it occurs in the group. i’m not salty natured.

DISCORD: mars | ray.#7116

ANYTHING ELSE:

Muse Information

NAME: Michael Schwarz

AGE: 19

GENDER: trans man

SEXUALITY: Panromantic Asexual

BIRTHDAY: June 23

OCCUPATION: Bookkeeper @ South Park Public Library

SPECIES: Werewolf

POWER: Enhanced speed, agility, stamina, strength. regenerative healing weakness to silver, &

CHARACTER APPEARANCE:

Animated = Goatsy’s Michael // RL = Matt Healy

MIchael stands tall at 6′3″, he weights about 180 lbs soaking wet. He’s thin around the waist and stomach with a slightly built chest and shoulder span. He’s also got fit legs. As far as piercings, he’s got an Industrial and both ears done, along with a septum ring he flips up to hide for work and business.

CHARACTER HISTORY:

Michael is aware he’s a werewolf. He was born a werewolf and grew up amongst other werewolves.

Michael has watched several pack alphas fail and that has impacted how he feels about being a leader and what it takes. In one instance, he had to help assist in de-escalating a fight in which he was injured. He’s also learned a lot from his group through leading them.

His family has taught him that family comes first, even if you aren’t blood. His social life when he was young was obscure. He felt persecuted, his parents divorced and he was depressed. By the time middle school was over, he had begun to learn that generally if he was nice to others, he’d receive the same treatment. This helped him greatly develop into a better person.

CHARACTER PERSONALITY

+ : patient, creative, loyal, problem-solver, strong

- : folksy, outspoken, sarcastic, hedonistic, private

he’s a INFP

They made him more understanding.

it’s made him more private as a person. he’s scared if too many people know, it’ll be trouble. he’s aware that the area is a safe haven, though.

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:

Michael knows it’s that time of the month when he wakes to full body trills up and down his spine. He knows by the time he’s done with breakfast that tonight is the full moon and he’s only got until vaguely half an hour before dark for a time length of full control. By noon, he’s got texts and emails sent out notifying absences in work and college.

He texts his friends that it’s time and they won’t see him for a day or two.He heads out to the wine cellar he locks himself up in an hour before dark, meets his father, and they get to work on securing Michael inside. By dusk, he’s settled for the night and it’s up to him to wait out the temors.

It hits him all at once, like it always does, and brings him to his hands and knees. He wobbles, writhing in pain for a moment before collapsing to the cold, damp dirt altogether. The shift itself is quick, a furious snap of bones breaking and flesh tearing. Within seconds, he’s a wolf, lying on the floor. Snarling and vying to escape.

#;application #submission #south park roleplay group #south park roleplay #south park rp #south park #michael Schwarz #tall goth

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