#BIO.

[maverickxbell]

⸻ Alan Ritchson, 42, cismale, he/him; ] … the photo on the missing poster is of MAVERICK BELL they are FORTY-TWO and have been missing for ONE YEAR. when the sun rises, they work as RANCH HAND/COWBOY. rumors in town say they can be BROODY and HARDWORKING. they chose to live in CLINIC and have an uncanny resemblance to ARAGORN (LoTR ), WALKER (Yellowstone), RIP WHEELER (Yellowstone). can they survive another night ?…⸻ sueded frayed jacket, smoking rope on a horse pommel, cowboy hats and polo ties, dirt under fingernails, calluses on hands,  

How did your muse spend their first night in Arcadia, and where?

He only feels the gash on his arm when he yanks at the door of what appears to be a medical clinic, his other hand clutching the errant calf under his arm as it bleats. It must have gotten snag by whatever those things were, so human in their appearance yet monstrous in their deception and attack. His prayers are answered when the door is opened by a doctor he would later know as Shaw. She stitches him up, offers some milk for the young calf, and a safe place to sleep for Mav (who doesn’t sleep, who stays up and wonders if he’s somehow stumbled into hell). 

Why did your muse choose to live where they do?

It had meant to be a temporary place, sleeping in the shoebox closet in the basement of the clinic. But it’s the first room Mav's had that’s ever been his, used to sharing bunk rooms at the ranch, and before that sharing bunk beds in army basic training, and before that a room with his three brothers (Marshall, Matthias, and Madden). There’s also a sense of loyalty he feels towards Shaw, a debt owed for the kindness shown to him on his first night. It was a risk to open the door to him, something he knows now that he’s been here a year. It’s a debt that can never be repaid, but at least at the clinic he can sometimes be of use to her, carrying heavy equipment, gathering firewood, mundane things when the busy work of the ranch allows for free time. 

What was your muse doing when they came across the tree?

Pasture 4 to pasture 13. A simple rotational grazing that he had done at least several thousand times before. Everything about it had been routine, down to the spooked calf dashing into the woods of the Montana ranch he’d been on. He chased the calf down, lassoed it, and then lifted the calf into the front of his horse, between him and the pommel. Things changed when he broke through the clearing of the tree line (the woods had seemed deeper, and had he been paying attention he would have noted the trees had changed too) and found himself on the doorstep of an unassuming town. The sun was setting quickly and the town appeared ghostlike but he had no reason to believe anything was wrong until the darkness of night betrayed him. 

Has your muse left anything behind that they are desperately trying to return to or escape?

Mav left his family behind in Texas, or what’s left of it anyway. His mother, widowed and now too old to work. They had always been a poor family struggling to put food on the table, a factor aggravated by the passing of his father when Mav was young. It was why his two older brothers had enlisted, why he had chosen to follow in their stead as soon as he'd turn 18. But then his oldest brother, Marshall, was killed by an IED. And Matthias fell to friendly fire in a training exercise. With two of the four brothers dead at the hand of the United State’s military the army chose to honourably discharge him before he saw any combat.

Mav went back to what was familiar, herding cows on horseback, ranch work, the very rare rodeo. Nothing permanent, a vagabond that day plays at ranches for cash to send back home to his family. There’s guilt now that he knows his mother mourns a third son, and struggles to feed and care for the fourth (who had always been a bit odd, who had always needed a bit more help). 

[bcrtiesjr]

❛ do you think you're special? that i'll be lenient with you just because you're my son? ❜

❛ i'll try harder ❜ ❛ try harder? that's not enough. you’re already a disappointment ❜

. . . even though that was enough to break a little child. ☰

need to know

✤ full name: bartemius crouch jr. ✤ age: twenty-three ✤ birthday: october 30th ✤ blood status: pureblood ✤ hogwart's house: slytherin ✤ patronus: unable to produce a corporeal form ✤ pronouns: he / him ✤ sexuality: pansexual ✤ relationship status: single

☰

you're talking a lot, but you're not saying anything.

since bartemius can remember, all he has ever done is fight.

fight. fight fight.

fight against his father fight against himself fight against the world fight against what he feels fight against what he thinks fight. fight fight.

but he always lost.

he remembers covering his ears and hiding. scared. terrified of the yelling, terrified of his yelling.

before hogwarts, his life feels blurry, confusing. he has tried too hard not to think about it, but he knows he was punished whenever he made mistakes.

mistakes an eight-year-old would make, to be clear.

mistakes like not finishing his dinner or getting his clothes dirty. mistakes like breaking a toy or dropping a glass.

he knew then that he wouldn’t get a christmas present or a birthday greeting. and he was already used to it.

once he entered hogwarts, his life became even more chaotic. he needed to feel valued, he needed to feel accepted. his excellent performance wasn’t enough; his impeccable behavior meant nothing to anyone.

"it’s your duty,"

his father would say after he passed his classes with outstanding marks.

"you have perfect grades, and you still don’t know how to polish your shoes properly. pathetic,"

he would say after ignoring everything barty was saying.

"you do the bare minimum and expect me to praise you?"

he would say after barty performed advanced magic.

"you’re not going to achieve anything in life. you know that, don’t you?"

he would say after barty failed to answer a question correctly.

who was going to give him the validation he so desperately sought, then? who was going to see him?

réalisant mon espoir, je me lance vers la gloire.

the dark lord represented the ultimate rebellion against everything his father valued: order, the ministry, and an impeccable reputation. the temptation was too great, and it didn’t take long for him to follow the call. a false one, of course, led by someone even worse than his father, but barty didn’t notice. he still doesn’t. and that gives him the strength to believe there’s truly a place for him there—a space where his devotion and skills are valued, finding a sense of belonging in the shadows, in voldemort.

run, run, run, run, run, run, run away, oh, oh, oh, oh.

after finishing school, barty got a job at the ministry. at voldemort's request. he moved away from his home. at voldemort's request. he started lying, torturing, killing. at voldemort's request.

he did it because he feared his rejection, feared not being useful enough. . . again. at first, the satisfaction of belonging to something bigger gave him strength, but soon the shadow began to consume him: voldemort pushed him further and further, beyond what he could endure.

guilt and fear began to consume him too.

barty wouldn’t admit it. he didn’t want to face the reality. and he clung tighter to this false sense of belonging, to the idea of not giving up to avoid losing everything.

to an idea that, eventually, would kill him.

☰

[elaetaoboazinha]

┈➤ ( SYDNEY SWEENY ) —  Atenção, atenção, quem vem lá? Ah, é CINDERELA, da história CINDERELA Pelo menos, você pode aproveitar a sua estadia no Reino dos Perdidos fazendo o que você gosta: DESCOBRIR NOVOS HOBBIES

⤷ 𝑰𝑵𝑷𝑰𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵

♡⸝⸝‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎flora ( o clube das win ) ; cordelia ( w.i.t.c.h ) ; clover ( três espiãs demais ) ; mia colucci ( rebelde ) ; daphne ( scooby doo )

⤷ 𝑩𝑨𝑺𝑰𝑪

♡⸝⸝‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Ella/Cinderela ♡⸝⸝‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎Cindy . El . ♡⸝⸝‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 27 anos ♡⸝⸝‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Touro ♡⸝⸝‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Casada ♡⸝⸝‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ + leal ; conselheira ; gentil ; ♡⸝⸝‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ - bajuladora ; insegura ;

⤷ 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑺

♡⸝⸝‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ As noites eram a parte mais difícil para Cinderela, ficar sozinha naquele imenso castelo, era tudo muito novo e estranho, e por mais feliz que estivesse de ter deixado sua antiga vida para trás, Cindy se sentia mais sozinha do que nunca. A sensação era de que a qualquer momento iria acordar e se veria mais uma vez deitada sob as cinzas na casa da madrasta;

♡⸝⸝‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Com a solidão vieram os hiper focos, que mudavam a cada semana praticamente, e para além de aprender seu novo ofício como rainha de Castle Dreams, o que não era pouco coisa, e ocupava boa parte de sue tempo, ao menos ela se sentia útil. Então, afim de manter a cabeça funcionando e não passar todo o tempo conversando com os ratinhos, Cindy inventava algo novo para fazer, fosse aprender a tricotar ou construir casas para passarinhos;

♡⸝⸝‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Com a chegada dos perdidos e o anuncio de possíveis grandes mudanças foi como se um novo mundo se abrisse diante dos olhos de Cinderela, era a oportunidade perfeita para conhecer novas pessoas, em especial aqueles que integrariam seu conto, e talvez isso significasse que ela não ficaria mais tão sozinha. E ao mesmo tempo, se sentia insegura, e se tudo mudasse, será que ela conseguiria se adaptar?

♡⸝⸝‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ E com todas essas novas pessoas a sua volta, Cinderela parece ter voltado aos seus hábitos antigos, fazendo absolutamente de tudo para agradar, com toda a solidão que sentira nos últimos tempos, ela quer ser gostada, quer que as pessoas queiram ficar ao seu lado e gostem de sua companhia, mesmo que ás vezes ela se apague um pouco para fazer com que os outros brilhem, ela anda esquecendo um pouco demais de si mesma em prol dos outros e suas vontades;

⤷ 𝑫𝑬𝑻𝑨𝑰𝑳𝑺

♡⸝⸝‎ ‎ ‎ ‎vem ai.

[fortheakhirah]

name: lord akhirah kaito tarth age: 34 years old region: stormlands / new valyria marital status: single title: ruling lord of evenhall fc: andrew koji

background information: lord akhirah tarth, the current ruler of evenhall, is a man of complex heritage and deep cultural ties. born to lord haruto tarth and lady mika, an independent merchant from across the narrow sea, akhirah was raised amidst a blend of cultures. his mother's influence introduced him to the "old way," a cultural practice that included elements from yi ti and other far eastern traditions. his father, madly in love with mika, made sure that akhirah was well-versed in both his native traditions and his mother's unique heritage.

personality:

strengths: loyal: his loyalty to his family and the people of tarth and the stormlands is unwavering. resilient: despite setbacks, he remains determined and focused on his goals, wishing to continue to push to achieve his aim. brave: akhirah is unafraid to stand up for what he believes in, even if it means facing great danger; it is the mark of great men.

flaws: prideful: akhirah has a strong sense of pride in his heritage and house, sometimes leading to stubbornness. hot-tempered: he can be quick to anger, especially when he feels his honor or that of his family is threatened. rigid: his firm beliefs can sometimes make him inflexible and resistant to change

current events: recently, the introduction of crippling taxes by lord maximus celtigar has forced akhirah to take action and depart form the ports of tarth for the snake pit he thought he would never set foot within. determined to protect his people and his lands, he has come to king’s landing to confront the injustice personally. rather than focus too much on the king, he points the finger at the whispering of maximus celtigar. with his storybook bravery and resilience, akhirah is prepared to face the political challenges ahead, driven by a fierce loyalty to his home and a steadfast commitment to justice. as of this moment, he is a man torn between his duty and his heritage, striving to balance the expectations of his birthright with the wisdom of the olders of his generation - to pick one's battles carefully.

hobbies and interests: martial arts: akhirah is skilled in both traditional westerosi swordsmanship and the martial arts techniques passed down from his mother's homeland. yes, he'd be a black belt in karate specifically at this point! sailing: what kind of tarth would he be if this was not there? inspired by his mother's merchant background, akhirah has a love for the sea and often spends time navigating the waters around tarth. cultural studies: he has a deep interest in the histories and customs of different cultures, making him well-educated and worldly. this is widely different to the valyrian supremacy ideology, as well as the hermit ideology of most of his stormlander peers. hiking and exploring: akhirah enjoys hiking and exploring the rugged landscapes of the stormlands, finding solace in the natural beauty and challenges of the terrain.

connections: stay tuned.

[zcdkiel]

não é nenhuma surpresa ver zadkiel "zack" morningstar andando pelas ruas de arcanum, afinal, o arcanjo precisa ganhar dinheiro como advogado. mesmo não tendo me convidado para sua festa de idade desconhecida, ainda lhe acho leal e justo, mas entendo quem lhe vê apenas como impiedoso e preconceituoso. vivendo na cidade há um ano, zack cansa de ouvir que se parece com jared padalecki.

BIOGRAFIA:

o principio;

Arcanjo, do grego: arkhaggelos, latim eclesiáticos: archangelus, é o anjo principal ou anjo da mais alta ordem na hierarquia celeste. Zadkiel (em hebraico צדקיאל Tzadqiel, "Justiça do Senhor") é o arcanjo da justiça, benevolência, misericórdia, e o patrono de todos os que perdoam.

Nos primórdios da criação, Zadkiel, o Arcanjo da Justiça e da Misericórdia, observava a obra de seu Criador com a mesma fascinação de uma criança vendo o trabalho habilidoso de seu pai. Cada elemento do mundo trazia uma perfeição que encantava o anjo, e Zadkiel nutria um carinho inigualável por essa criação — quase tanto quanto por seu próprio Criador. Sua fé era inabalável, e sua lealdade nunca foi questionada. Para ele, nada nem ninguém poderia se equiparar à grandiosidade de Deus.

Quando a grande traição ocorreu, e Lúcifer, o irmão querido, se voltou contra o Criador, Zadkiel foi dilacerado entre o dever e o afeto. Ele sabia que era necessário lutar, sabia que os anjos caídos haviam quebrado a ordem divina, mas em seu coração, a compaixão ainda falava alto. Mesmo enquanto lutava ferozmente na grande batalha celestial, esmagando os rebeldes com determinação, ele suplicava por misericórdia ao Criador. Para ele, todos mereciam uma segunda chance, inclusive os que haviam se perdido. O Criador, em sua infinita sabedoria, ouvia os apelos de Zadkiel, e o anjo acreditava que, em alguns momentos, Deus realmente considerava suas súplicas.

Essa proximidade única com o Criador enchia Zadkiel de orgulho, mas também de uma responsabilidade esmagadora. No entanto, seu grande coração se provou uma faca de dois gumes. Ao implorar pela clemência divina, ele inadvertidamente abriu caminho para que Lúcifer corrompesse a humanidade — a joia favorita de Deus.

o inicio da queda;

Zadkiel foi enviado à Terra muitas vezes ao longo dos séculos, e com cada missão retornava mais frio e desiludido. A humanidade, com suas tramas e sua crueldade, parecia estar em um estado irreversível de decadência, e para o arcanjo, sua compaixão aos poucos se esvaía. Ele observava os humanos destruindo uns aos outros e não conseguia mais sentir piedade por criaturas que, em seus olhos, estavam completamente perdidas.

No entanto, uma missão em particular mudou tudo. Ele foi enviado para guiar e proteger uma jovem mulher chamada Heavenly Beatrice Allen, uma humana que irradiava pureza e bondade — qualidades raras que o fizeram sentir algo que ele já pensava ter perdido: fascínio e, mais que isso, amor. Desde o segundo dia que a encontrou, algo dentro dele despertou. A forma como ela vivia, como enfrentava os desafios com coragem e bondade, o fascinava de uma maneira profunda e desconcertante.

Durante três meses, Zadkiel a acompanhou, a guiando até a segurança da cidade que ela precisava alcançar, sempre lutando contra o desejo que crescia dentro dele. A missão poderia ter sido simples, mas se transformou em uma tortura emocional. A cada toque, a cada proximidade, o arcanjo reprimia as palavras que quase escapavam de sua boca: "Eu te amo". Ele sabia que esse sentimento era proibido. Ele não poderia trair seu Criador de tal maneira, mas Beatrice, com sua inocência, parecia sentir algo semelhante. Seu olhar revelava que ela jamais o esqueceria, e no fundo de seu coração, Beatrice também o amava.

Zadkiel, no entanto, foi fiel à sua missão e ao seu voto. Por mais que desejasse tê-la, nunca cedeu à tentação. Quando voltou aos céus, sentiu uma dor profunda. O arcanjo, que não deveria sentir como os humanos, agora estava consumido por um amor impossível. E essa dor apenas cresceu quando ele, quebrando todas as regras, decidiu continuar observando Beatrice de longe. Durante anos, a acompanhou secretamente, cuidando à distância, até que testemunhou o pior da humanidade.

Beatrice, ingênua e confiante, foi atraída para uma armadilha por duas amigas em quem confiava. Essas amigas, seduzidas por promessas de dinheiro e beleza, entregaram Beatrice como sacrifício a um demônio. Zadkiel, preso pelas leis divinas, não pôde interferir. Ele, um arcanjo de graça e poder incomparáveis, foi forçado a assistir impotente enquanto a mulher que amava era cruelmente assassinada. Os gritos de Beatrice ecoaram em sua mente por eras, e o brilho de seus olhos, enquanto a vida se esvaía de seu corpo, o assombraria para sempre.

Quando retornou aos céus, Zadkiel estava irreconhecível. A misericórdia que antes o definia foi obliterada pela amargura e pelo ódio. Ele, que antes suplicava por piedade em nome da humanidade, agora via apenas corrupção e crueldade. Os inocentes mereciam graça, sim, mas todos os culpados e inimigos dos céus deveriam ser dizimados. E, se dependesse dele, Zadkiel destruiria com suas próprias mãos aqueles que ameaçassem a ordem divina. O anjo que outrora intercedia por compaixão agora se tornara o algoz da humanidade, buscando purgar o mundo da maldade com justiça implacável e mãos de ferro.

a queda;

Zadkiel, consumido pela amargura e pelo desejo de vingança, passou milênios traçando meticulosamente o seu plano. Ele sabia que não poderia agir de forma impetuosa, não diante dos olhos do Criador. Então, com paciência angelical, reuniu evidências e esperou. Fez com que os céus acreditassem que havia perdoado as transgressões dos envolvidos na morte de Beatrice, criando a ilusão de que seu coração havia se acalmado. No entanto, por dentro, sua raiva crescia a cada dia.

Quando achou que o momento certo havia chegado, desceu à Terra, decidido a fazer justiça à sua maneira. Um por um, os descendentes das mulheres que haviam traído e assassinado sua amada Beatrice foram testados por Zadkiel. Ele observava suas vidas, os desafios que enfrentavam, e os colocava diante de provas que, se falhassem, resultariam em sua morte. Aqueles que não se mostraram dignos de redenção, que seguiram o caminho da maldade, pagaram com suas vidas, o que Zadkiel acreditava ser o preço justo por suas linhagens amaldiçoadas.

Mas não parou por aí. Zadkiel seguiu os demônios que participaram do ritual sombrio, perseguindo-os até os quatro cantos do mundo. Ele caçou cada um deles, implacável e impiedoso, e os enviou para um lugar de tormento pior até mesmo do que o inferno.

Depois de concretizar boa parte de sua vingança, Zadkiel se voltou para Arcanum, a cidade onde criaturas sobrenaturais coexistiam com humanos. Em seus olhos, a cidade era uma afronta à ordem divina, um refúgio de corrupção, e, secretamente, ele almeja corrigir o que acredita ser o maior erro de seu irmão Miguel: permitir que seres impuros e perversos coexistam com o que resta de bom. Em silêncio, ele planeja erradicar cada criatura que considera indigna..

[fcnnick]

(  homem cis  •  ele/dele  •  bisexual ) — não é nenhuma surpresa ver finnick octavian bludworth andando pelas ruas de arcanum, afinal, o hibrido (vampiro + bruxo) precisa ganhar dinheiro como professor de história. mesmo não tendo me convidado para sua festa de quinhentos e setenta anos, ainda lhe acho cortês e sagaz, mas entendo quem lhe vê apenas como rancoroso e calculista. vivendo na cidade há cem anos, finn cansa de ouvir que se parece com chris wood.

Finnick Bludworth nasceu prematuro, fraco e subestimado, sobrevivendo contra todas as expectativas. Seus pais, poderosos bruxos, negligenciaram o menino, favorecendo suas irmãs mais poderosas e fortes, especialmente após um sonho profético de sua mãe. Ela acreditava que Finnick traria o fim da linhagem dos Bludworth. O que começou como descuido rapidamente evoluiu para punições e isolamento. Com o tempo, Finnick se tornou exatamente o que sua família temia: uma ameaça.

Aos 14 anos, com uma mente já afiada e calculista, Finnick armou um plano sombrio. Ele denunciou anonimamente sua mãe por bruxaria, instigando os moradores de seu vilarejo a massacrar toda a sua família. Após assistir ao fim de sua linhagem, ele fugiu, desaparecendo no mundo e sobrevivendo a qualquer custo.

No entanto, sua saúde começou a falhar. Finnick foi acometido por uma doença grave que o deixou à beira da morte. Mas, em um inesperado ato de destino, ele foi transformado em vampiro por seu/sua enfermeirx. Com isso, Finnick encontrou o poder que tanto desejava. Sua magia, somada às suas novas habilidades vampíricas, o tornou uma força imparável, permitindo-lhe espalhar o caos e a destruição por onde passava.

Infelizmente, sua sede insaciável por sangue e caos o transformou no pior tipo de criatura: um monstro sem remorso, temido por todos. Finnick destruiu vilarejos e cidades até ser atraído para a cidade de Arcanum, onde caiu em uma armadilha. Agora, preso pela barreira mágica da cidade, ele segue as regras com relutância, temendo as consequências de desafiar a autoridade local.

[musingwithnanab]

(Zhou Ye, 25 anos, ela/dela) Era Uma Vez… Uma pessoa comum, de um lugar sem graça nenhuma! HÁ, sim, estou falando de você XIONG MEI. Você veio de PEQUIM, CHINA e costumava ser RELAÇÕES PÚBLICAS por lá antes de ser enviado para o Mundo das Histórias. Se eu fosse você, teria vergonha de contar isso por aí, porque enquanto você estava JOGANDO TÊNIS, tem gente aqui que estava salvando princesas das garras malignas de uma bruxa má! Tem gente aqui que estava montando em dragões. Tá vendo só? Você pode até ser GENTIL, mas você não deixa de ser umx baita de umx TEIMOSA… Se, infelizmente, você tiver que ficar por aqui para estragar tudo, e acabar assumindo mesmo o papel de A GÊMEA na história TARZAN… Bom, eu desejo boa sorte. Porque você VAI precisar!

QUER CONHECER MAIS? LEIA A HISTÓRIA DELA AQUI EMBAIXO:

Com seu cabelo impecável, e blazer o mais bem passado possível, não havia ninguém na empresa que conseguia bater Xiong Mei quando ela queria fazer um trabalho bem feito. Por sempre estar atualizada em tudo que poderia prejudicar seus clientes, a mulher havia trabalhado desde celebridades até mesmo políticos. Todos mandavam mensagens para ela antes de sequer pensar em alguma ação, e Mei gostava dessa sensação de poder. Eles poderiam ser as pessoas poderosas, mas ela que os comandava. Se ela dizia para não fazerem algo, não faziam. Se aconselhava para algo, era feito de imediato. Seu trabalho sempre foi sua vida.

Até demais. Ela não foi ao hospital quando a mãe morreu, pois teve uma crise com um famoso que havia saído de roupas íntimas e foi flagrado. Não foi no aniversário da irmã mais nova porque precisava revisar discursos antes de um palanque. Perdeu o encontro de dois meses de namoro (que só durou dois meses), pois precisou ficar até tarde removendo comentários negativos sobre um idol que ela prestava serviços. Não havia vida pessoal, mas ela sentia-se grata. Não eram muitas pessoas que poderiam estar em tantos eventos, participar de tantos ambientes (de festas exclusivas até reuniões políticas) importantes.

Quando recebeu a embalagem com papel pardo, olhou duas vezes para ver quem era o remetente. Boa parte do material que mandavam para seus clientes passava por ela para ver qual seria uma boa propaganda para tirar foto ou agradecer o mesmo quando não era uma boa ideia (números de telefones suspeitos). Aquele não tinha destinatário, e ela estava pronta para jogar no lixo quando a curiosidade fez com que ela abrisse a embalagem. O livro a surpreendeu. Nunca foi uma mulher a acreditar em contos de fada ou magia. Preferia cadernos e canetas do que bonecas. Seu tempo era melhor gasto em pesquisas, gráficos e economia. O brilho ainda assim fez com que ela o abrisse, e se arrependesse amargamente por isso.

[bornhosted]

𝙲𝙰𝚄𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 . jules' backstory contains mentions of cannibalism, murder, and an under/overage relationship amongst other potentially triggering content. please read with caution, and take care of yourself first.

bullet bio :

born as the eldest child of alastor and cosette elwood. in spite of cosette's rampant drinking, smoking, and roughhousing while (unbeknownst to her ) pregnant, jules armand elwood came into this world a hearty, healthy boy.

he grew up quickly, and with little incident. raised with all the luxuries of his eccentric parents, he often ate human meat with the family as a child, but later on developed an allergy to human and red meat. in his early teens, he declared himself a pescitarian, save for the occasional alligator steak or frog's leg.

admiring his parents' love from afar, he wanted nothing more than to find a similar passion of his own. his large stature and lean muscle counterbalancing his young age, he was allowed to work as security for a local speakeasy at 17. there, he became infatuated with a regular, and began an affair with him soon after he turned 18.

he didn't know his father had eyes on his lover. before he knew it, the man was dead, and jules was heartbroken. he didn't talk to his father for weeks, mourning himself and the relationship he'd built up in his head. before he could forgive him, alastor himself was murdered.

soon after, both his baby brother and ( presumably ) his little sister passed away. as the only one left to care for his grieving mother, jules took up a better job with his father's old company; typing scripts and interviews for the radio. he found a love of writing in that, and had plans to try his hand at becoming a novelist in the future.

when jules was 25, he developed a migraine that wouldn't stop. on day four of the agony, he took himself out to the swamp for a walk, praying for the healing power of fresh air. instead, the brain anyerysm that had been brewing finally ruptured. he was dead before he hit the ground.

[prupipers]

Full name: Prudence Piper

Nicknames: Pru

Age: 26

Star sign: August 3rd (Leo)

Hometown: San Jose, CA

Occupation: Podcast Host / Podcast Network CEO

Pronouns/Gender: She/her, cis female

Time in town: 6 Years

@aurorabayaesthetic

trigger warning: please note that this bio contains mentions of parental manipulation, hollywood industry exploitation, and familial financial abuse. please proceed with caution.

bio.

Pru Piper was born in San Jose, California, the youngest of three daughters. Her father (Thadd) worked in advertising, while her mother (KiKi) apparently thought her career laid in being a full time stage mother. From the moment Pru could sit upright, she was getting her headshots taken. By the time she was one, she had already won six beautiful baby contests and had starred in a Pamper’s commercial for the briefest of moments.

Pilot season for the Carey family meant a yearly pilgrimage to Los Angeles from January to April, with KiKi living out of a motel room with her daughters. By night, the girls were homeschooled and by day the girls were brought to every audition, casting call, and agents office as their mother could fit into a daily schedule. Most years pilot seasons ended with disappoinment -- roles lost out on or shows not being picked up to series by networks -- until that at changed when Pru was six years old.

Pru was cast in a Disney channel show called 'Royal Flush', where she played the precocious and wise-cracking Princess Kitty -- who was constantly acting as a foil to her older siblings plans. The show was a hit, Pru was a scene stealer, and the entire Carey family took residence in Los Angeles permanently -- putting a down payment on the family home with her first paycheck.

The hours were long and the work was hard -- Pru missed being back home and going to school with her friends -- but Kiki (who had swiftly taken her place as Pru's business manager) constantly reminded her daughter that she was living the dream of million's of little girls across the world.

'Royal Flush' ran for eight seasons on the Disney Channel (as well as producing two DCOMS), with an offer of a Princess Kitty spinoff on the table.

Prudence didn't want to take the job -- insisting that she wanted to return to normal schooling and make her own friends and move out of LA. However, she realized that she had become the soul breadwinner of her household. Everything -- house payments, car payments, credit card bills, and her sisters' college tuition -- rested on her shoulders.

The spin off show 'Kitty's Kourt' made her the Disney Channel's most bankable star. Soon, Pru's face was on back packs, t-shirts, and every clickbait link on Just Jared Jr.. Along with the show, she became the leading star of two-record breaking Disney Channel musicals.

Acting had stopped being fun for Pru long before she had turned eighteen, but once she was of age she finally felt she had some control. However, after going to the bank to check her savings behind her parents' back, Pru found that the majority of the money she had made throughout her childhood had been drained completely. All that remained were the funds that had been set aside for her Coogan account.

Once her contractrual obligation to the House of Mouse was complete when she was 20, Pru took all the money she had to her name and left LA -- and her family -- behind.

After being accepted by Aurora Bay College, Pru did her best to settle into the life of normalcy she had craved before. Classes, study groups, roommates. But there were always bumps in the road -- classmates who would take her picture in exam halls and guys who would take her on dates just to post online that they'd fucked her. It was a balancing act.

She dabbled in acting occasionally -- starring as Needy in the movie version of Jennifer's Body: The Musical -- but hasn't had a credit to her name in two years.

At the end of her senior year, Pru started a podcast in her dorm room -- untangling blind items, telling stories about her old Hollywood life, and talking to other former child actors. 'Formerly Famous' shot quickly to the top of the iTunes podcast charts and remains in the top ten consistently to this day two years later.

With the money she has made through social media brand deals, and residuals from the reruns of both 'Royal Flush' and 'Kitty's Kourt', Pru has begun the Sucker Punch Podcast Network -- currently taking on new shows!

PERSONALITY.

- loyal, hardworking, engaging

- inhibited, gullible, workaholic

BITS n BATS.

- favorite color is pink

- waves at people who try to sneak her picture at sunday brunch

- hosts diner parties at her house but can’t cook for the life of herself so she has them catered

- her dating life is still constantly rumored about

- has five tattoos

- loves the rainy season 

- obsessed with dessert

- was on the ‘30 under 30′ list last year, as well as People’s Most Beautiful at 16 and 17 

CURRENT CONNECTIONS.

to be updated

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

-other big names! while she’s definitely treading the line between B and C list, her name does often end up on invites! give me people she sneaks away to smoke or talk shit with 

- former college roommates and friends! pru went to aurora bay college and was probably a lost baby bird for her first semester especially, so the people who she met and became friends with in this time probably are like family to her!

-found family! because im always a hoe for it. pru hasn’t seen or spoken to her family in six years, so she probably seeks out people to depends on and who she can support as well.

- podcast guests! people who pru has had on her podcast to talk about fame, acting, celebrity culture, influencers, deep dives, etc!

-bad influences and party friends! pru went a little wild when she hit aurora bay in college and was truly on her own for the first time! once she was free from her disney conduct contract she likely got herself into a tabloid mess or two in a club or stumbling out of one.

- romantic! despite the rumors always flying about who she may be connected to, pru is always flipping around on about four dating apps in constant rotation. did they have a good hookup? did she sneak out in the morning? perhaps a fwb situation going on? did they fuck her just to brag about it? the more mess the better!

overall (god bless you if you’re still reading) pru is kinda inspired by the likes of emma watson, selena gomez, demi lovato, millie bobby brown, kiernan shipka, dove cameron etc. so imagine that kind of vibes in terms of her fame growing up and her current media presence!

[gravesung-moving]

BACKSTORY & ANTAGONIST BIOS.

content warnings: homophobia, implied parental abuse (take a wild fuckin guess who warrants both of those)

AMARI FLETCH (they/he), a.k.a. THE TOWER

leader of the unseen (historically known as umbra), a global shadow syndicate quietly nudging politics this way and that by way of bribes, assassinations, extortions, etc. also has a major foothold in the underworld scene of most major cities. elusive is NOT fletch's middle name, as they are a well-known high society socialite known for being unapologetically nonbinary in a relatively conservative, traditional space.

fletch is a soft-spoken, well-mannered and calm individual. they are known for never raising their voice or losing their cool, often able to talk down unhinged or pissed-off people with a simple conversation. when they do lose their temper, it is often in an extremely controlled way, a terrifying outburst of violence bookended by serenely removing and then donning their gloves.

they are also incredibly smart. fletch is an expert at loaded questions and layered statements, their conversations often leaving people thinking about what they said for weeks to come. i call him "the spider" for a reason — they are always working an angle, always spinning a thread in their vast web of influence.

though this is known to no one, it's important to mention that a very, very long time ago, amari fletch gained immortality by cheating death in a game of dice. muses who are directly connected to death might know them or know of them because of this!

touchstones: hannibal lecter, gus fring, olrox

ALLIES: persephone aisa ( @huntershowl, right hand), anah tannar (umbra employee in some verses), korin derege (tensely) ENEMIES: adeodatus damiana (politically opposed — adeo is the well-loved underdog to the tower's established rule)

KORIN DEREGE (he/him)

in modern verse, he is the wealthiest man in shelter island and one of the wealthiest in the world. korin is the CEO of midas holdings, a huge corporation that owns many smaller corporations and businesses, though his largest is midas' consulting company (name tbd). the derege family is old money. they have been around for centuries, said to be composed of a long line of men who ruled their fiscal domain — and family legacy — with an iron fist.

he is also, secretly, a five thousand year old dragon. very few people know this, as it is a dangerous secret given the fact that dragons were hunted to extinction so thoroughly that they faded into legend. nowadays, he and his son carry charms that trick those with magical creature-sense, giving off the essence of human phoenix sorcerers rather than draconic ones.

korin, like fletch, is near-universally feared, though unlike them he is very rarely loved. he is well-known to be classist, catholic in a bigoted way, and homophobic. he rules his family like his company: iron fist, hard delegation, everyone serving a role. his wife, charlie, hasn't spoken a word in over a decade and has largely faded into the background. he had a daughter, but she died. his son, keon, is the sole inheritor of the family's legacy, and korin has his claws deep into the boy's life — keon was created and molded to be an extension of his father.

speaking to korin derege tends to feel like being pulled apart and scrutinized from all sides. it's common to feel uneasy around him, as if he could snap at any second and verbally berate you for simply existing. the presence of other people is an inconvenience at best. but his people follow him staunchly: so long as they perform their role properly, they know their lives will always be bountiful. and it feels good to be on his good side.

in fantasy verses, korin leads the midas trading company, the largest shipping empire in xyz coolworldname. he often serves as a close advisor to an emperor or king, though even in magic-forward worlds his draconic identity is a secret.

touchstones: logan roy, fire lord ozai, omni-man, dracula (castlevania)

allies: keon derege (until a character arc turning point), amari fletch & the unseen (tensely), peter lukas (old-money shitfamily pals), riposte alaric (recipient of korin's sponsorship at school), adeodatus damiana (privately)(?) enemies: adeodatus damiana (publicly/politically), rival mafia clans, competing corporations, most people with a conscience, anyone who cares about keon

ADEODATUS DAMIANA (he/him)

ahhhhh, the politician. see, here's the thing about adeo: he hates politicians. he hates politics. at least, the way they are right now. see, you get together a group of people and put them on a patch of land and they have to live together somehow. they form a society. but in a society, you need to figure out the rules: what's okay to do, what's not okay to do, what happens if you do something that's not okay, how rule-breaking is punished, how rules are regulated... et cetera. so you create a form of law enforcement and you create leaders. every group has a leader. usually a few leaders, so that one guy doesn't get all the power and go wild with it. voilà: politicians are created.

but here's the thing about politicians: somewhere along the line, they stopped caring about the city as a whole. the started really caring about themselves, and about money. the only way to have a lot of money is for other people to have very little. an extreme cannot exist without its opposite. if everyone could be rich and comfortable, nobody would be, right? and because these guys helped make the rules, they thought, of course i should be rich and comfortable, i'm important.

but adeodatus grew up poor. the part of the city he's from has been abandoned by law and government. infrastructure stopped getting funded: dilapidated buildings full of asbestos and hazardous debris, roads broken up and riddled with potholes, entire districts dominated by gangs of technomancers, and behind it all, the fucking unseen, profiting from the chaos — scooping up people with nothing left to live for and making foot-soldier criminals out of them. but every group needs a leader, right, so what happens when yours abandons you? that's what we in the biz call a power vacuum. when a leader steps away, another takes his place, and in the outer ring of shelter island, that vacuum was filled by the mafia. no one else had enough influence, money and power to enforce some form of order.

so now you have a whole half of the city where the little guys live in fear of their shops and homes being smashed up if they don't pay their protection dues — or worse, the folks they love being hurt, killed, one by one. they get desperate. they can't get a job in the ring, because no one pays well enough. they can't go to city-proper for work, because they can't afford to look nice enough to get hired and commuting would drain what little funds they have left. so they start to steal. they're honest men, they are, but they have nothing left — no one will reach out a hand and say here's some stability, so you can rest.

two-thirds of the wealth in this city goes uncirculated. it sits in the hoards of a handful of people who — in adeo's honest judgement — are not always evil diabolical villains, they started out the same way as everyone else. they just got lucky, right? and they wanted to hold onto that luck, that stability, so they grew it and grew it and grew it, and now it's a machine that churns out good fortune.

all adeo wants to do is work with these people to create a little more balance. all he wants to do is reduce the suffering that leads to people feeding the umbral machine, people being led blind into the tower's maw and coming out with blood on their hands. give them a chance to catch up, get jobs, make jobs, get one good night of goddamn sleep. feed their kids without risking their lives to do it. turn the ring into a place where you can ask for help and get it. just redistribute a tiny bit of that unused money — he promises, you won't miss it.

TL;DR: whoops — sorry, got into campaign speech mode there. i hope that gives you a general idea of what adeo's all about: he's a socialist politician primarily focused on creating better social security programs and funding for the impoverished areas of the city by redistributing wealth. however, at the same time, he makes behind-the-curtain handshake deals with the very corporation owners he publicly opposes so that he remains friends with everyone. we can all have a slice if we just work together about it. adeo's point of view on life is that everyone, somewhere deep down, wants to do the right thing for them and those they care about.

his major campaign circuit ran five years ago after he baptized himself and left a life of crime. alas, his opposition to umbra/the unseen (the one organization he couldn't come to an agreement with) led to an assassination attempt that caused a house fire, killing his fiancée and causing him to flee the country — never to be seen again. there were three days of riots in the ring after his exit, colloquially called the exile riots. he left the city as a martyr, and not without igniting a spark of hope in the people he swore to protect. many of the ring's citizens still wait with bated breath for his return.

touchstones: zahir (lok), all might (mha), apollo, [the rest are spoilers for other aspects of him that aren't public knowledge]

allies: genuinely Most People but especially those who have been personally victimized by the unseen/the mafia/crime in general/rich people, korin derege (privately)(?) enemies: amari fletch, persephone aisa (if you know you know) IMPORTANT NOTE: adeo is a tricky character. there are darker aspects of him that i keep hidden because i like immersion and it's always a fun mystery to weave for folks, but would never keep a partner in the dark ooc without their explicit consent.

[yearningsongbird]

danny griffin, homosexual, cisgender + he, him, his → isn’t that cayden blaiddwyn? i’ve seen them wearing the crest of umoria. i hear they’re 23, but they’re also a half-elf. they’ve risen up the ranks to become a youngest prince. they seem to be open minded & generous, but also naive & lackadaisical. if you look closely, you’ll see their aesthetics include napping lazily in the middle of a field, surrounded by blooming flowers, his skin kissed by the sun; two small dainty, ornate daggers, much like a plants thorns, tucked into his boots at all times; a song bird singing, it's melody heavy with longing and loneliness as it waits to hear it's partner find them in the silence.

- ☼ ` GENERAL STATS ` ☼ -

NAME: cayden acre brassius blaiddwyn NICKNAME: cay, caydy TITLE: 4th born, youngest, prince of umoria AGE: 23 GENDER & PRONOUNS: cis-male & he, him, his SPECIES: half-elf NATIONALITY: umoria HOUSE: house blaiddwyn BELIEFS: the horned stead (outwardly), the willow tree (privately) POSITIVE TRAITS: open minded & generous NEGATIVE TRAITS: naive & lackadaisical HABITS: napping, especially in places he can stretch out in the sun; being too distracted to maintain a full conversation; whistling, or singing softly, to himself when he is tired and trying to keep himself awake.

- ☼ ` RELATIONSHIP STATS ` ☼ -

PARENTS: lothar blaiddwyn, father; gwenyth blaiddwyn, mother. SIBLINGS: irrasmus blaiddwyn, 42, eldest brother; jac blaiddwyn, 32, second oldest brother; 3rd brother coming soon. . . ADDITIONAL FAMILY: zephyros velathien, 36, half-brother; wyll blaiddwyn, 19, nephew(?). FRIENDS: avaric myrhrael, 45, umorian hand, sorcerer, cayden's mentor, confidant, and close friend; more coming soon. . . RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single SEXUAL ORIENTATION: homosexual SEXUAL TEMPERAMENT: submissive SEXUAL POSITION: bottom

- ☼ ` KINKS ` ☼ -

KINKS: breeding, restraints, being choked, humiliation, degradation, verbal feminization, watersports, face fucking, hard cum facials, excessive cum, roughness, cock warming, marking, hair pulling, biting, multiple partners, anonymous encounters, public encounters, somnophilia, blow jobs, dual penetration, sweat/musk, dominant men, older men, collars, etc... ANTI-KINKS: scat, infantilism, gore.

- ☼ ` PHYSICAL TRAITS ` ☼ -

FACE CLAIM: danny griffin EYE COLOUR: soft blue, with glittering, glinting rings of gold in his iris. HAIR COLOUR: blonde, with darker undertones HEIGHT: 186 cm // 6'1" BUILD: lean, athletic build

- ☼ ` COMBAT STATS ` ☼ -

WEAPON(S) OF CHOICE: two daggers, that he refers to as his thorns WEAPONS TRAINED IN: swords, longbows, shortbows, and daggers POWERS: nature based magics; chlorokinesis; photokinesis.

- ☼ ` A BIT MORE INFO* ` ☼ -

*this will be expanded upon as more family members join and more is revealed throughout the rp.

through quick glances cayden appears to be just another lazy youth that would rather lounge around all day than be held accountable for any responsibilities; comfortable with the crown upon his head and more then willing to use it to his advantage to get his way and, well, not have to do anything at all.

to a degree, those rumors are true. cayden does spend a large portion of his time laying around, especially when he can bath in the sun and breath in the fresh forest air-- and you could even argue that the young prince is a bit lazy-- but there is a reason for his constant napping.

for as long as he can remember, his nights had never been restful. his dreams, his nightmares, were consumed and plagued by glimpses of a life that were not his own; memories of relationships, losses, fears, all growing darker and darker. they felt so real, so tangible, that he couldn't shake them. they haunted him. it is believed, in his house, that each generation of children are born as reincarnations of ancestor's prior-- and, well, cayden knows it to be true.

no matter what he did, the nightmares from his former life always came to him at night; keeping him awake. which is why, now, he seems so lazy. he is always napping, or leaning against something and resting his eyes, because he is exhausted. the only solace he seemed to find was when he was out in nature; especially in the burial grove, as if simply being around the other spirits of umorian's past were enough to keep his own quiet; comfortable even.

it is draining to not know if what he is feeling are his own thoughts, and feelings, or if they are just lingering remnants from his prior life. as much as he loves his kingdom, his home, his family-- he can't help but long for an escape. he can't help but long for someone to keep him grounded and remind him what is real and what isn't; or to at least distract him.

[demichu]

Full name: Demitria Vero-Chu

Nicknames: Demi, Dem, D

Age: 51

Star sign: Aquarius (January 26th)

Hometown: Lincoln, Nebraska

Occupation: Theatre Director

Pronouns/Gender: She/her, cis female

Time in town: 2 years

@aurorabayaesthetic

Demi Chu was born and raised in Lincoln, Nebraska and was the daughter of two high school educators -- algebra and history, respectively. While Demi was always a successful child academically (as if there was much of a choice), she found her passion to be more in the direction of the arts. 

She loved to be the center of attention, drawing the eyes of a room to herself and commanding the space. First she thought that passion would lead her to the stage -- she took the lead in every school play that the town had to offer and even had her mother driving her back and forth to community theatres in a three county radius as well.

While her parents pushed her to study tech, Demi ended up with a scholarship to the Yale School of Drama. While she had every intention of being an actress, her freshman year at the school was discouraging and she quickly got the impression that she was the little fish in a big pond. However, it was in a directing class her sophomore year that Demi discovered where she really shined. She liked to be the leader, in charge of the vision of the production and the creative control. She’d always liked to have things ‘just so’, and her eye for detail worked greatly in her favor.

Degree and a portfolio of connections in hand, Demi made her way to New York after graduation and hit the ground running taking any backstage work she could find. 

In her thirties, Demi found herself directing an Off Off Broadway production of Jennifers Body: The Musical. It quickly became an underground cult classic, the buzz enough to get it promoted to an actual Broadway theatre. The mix of gore, humor, and catchy songs took the New York theatre scene by storm, and Demi became the Tony winner for ‘Best Direction of a Musical’ by total upset.

After that came some hit revivals, a Broadway production of Disney’s Lilo and Stitch that garnered her her second Tony nomination and, most recently, a disasterous production of Avatar: The Musical -- brought down shortly after previews by a wildly massive budget, extensive runtime, and chaotic stunt disasters.

Along with the hit to her professional reputation, it also had an effect on her marriage. She and her partner divorced while the show was in workshops, and it’s widely rumored that the show tanked because Demi’s focus was pulled.

After seeking a change of scenery on the west coast, Demi is in search of her next inspiration or project, looking to gain back credibility to her theatrical name.

PERSONALITY.

- inspirational, ingenius, resourceful

- blunt, sarcastic, bossy

BITS n BATS.

- owns two cats named carol channing and ethel merman

- rides a yellow bike

- has a sharp memory -- is always off book before the show is even finalized casting

- keeps firing personal assistants because she can do it

CURRENT CONNECTIONS.

non at current time

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

-- friends! she's the big found family type.

-- hook ups! babes probably been hoeing just a little since the divorce/career crisis so being in charge in the bedroom has probably helped her work out some stress idk

-- theatre community! the theatre world is small and all about who you know! give me people who have acted in her productions in the past or want to in the future! people who want to collaborate with her or dish with her about stage drama!

[pcrplecolor]

shin hye-sun? não! é apenas a seon-yun lilac, ela é filha de perséfone, do chalé 26 e tem 25 anos. a tv de hefesto informa no guia de programação que ela está no nível ii, mas está no acampamento há 15 anos, sabia?

lila é bastante altruísta, mas também dizem que é pessimista.

afetuosa como ela, lila é uma pessoa extremamente carinhosa e carente, já que é órfã e não tem família. sua principal missão é dentro do acampamento, fazendo com que os semideuses mais novos (crianças e adolescentes) tenham suporte e apoio (pessoal e emocional). frequentemente é vista nos campos de morango, ajudando na manutenção do plantio ou com algum grupinho de semideuses crianças, isso quando não está falando sozinha pela maldição que recebeu de hades. além disso, também fica fazendo suas tarefas para tentar desempacar do nível ii de poder, já que desenvolveu um bloqueio que nunca conseguiu avançar.

headcannons.

quando a rainha do submundo desconbriu mais um filho do seu esposo, resolveu sair para o mundo mortal, na tentativa de espairecer sobre a nova traição de hades. nesta noite, havia escolhido a coreia do sul para conhecer sua cultura e costumes. foi então que conheceu um sujeito sedutor, que a abordou com um sorriso simpático e confortante. o homem tentou anima-la, conversando com a deusa por um bom tempo, sem saber exatamente quem era. papo vai, papo vem, ambos decidiram dançar juntos, perséfone passando a noite inteira provocando hades, que tentava alcança-la com suas sombras. quando finalmente cedeu ao mortal, ela já estava se sentindo melhor e decidiu presentea-lo com uma criança. entretanto, ao final da noite, quando perséfone o deixou sozinho, hades levou sua alma ao mundo dos mortos.

fruto de uma noite proibida da deusa, lilac nasceu numa noite chuvosa de outubro, mais precisamente no dia 30. persefone teve de deixar os domínios de hades para que ela não nascesse nos domínios do marido e acabasse morta. assim, a deixou na porta de um velho sátiro, que cuidaria e despistaria a criança das investidas de hades contra sua vida.

lilac cresceu com o pai adotivo, que sempre fora muito cuidadoso e amoroso, oferecendo-lhe uma vida como se fosse sua própria filha. a semideusa conseguiu passar 10 anos escondida, até que em um dia ordinário, ao voltar da escola, uma quimera desconfiou do sangue mestiço da menina e começou a persegui-la, até ter a certeza de que era, quando ela viu o sátiro se juntar a menina. foi então que o ataque começou.

george então a instruiu para o acampamento meio-sangue, apesar de toda a agonia durante o ataque, mas infelizmente não sobreviveu.

lila passou dois anos no chalé de hermes, sem a reclamação do seu parente divino, não entendia muito bem o que era ou o motivo de tudo aquilo ter acontecido e parte de si ficou em negação por muito tempo. mas em contrapartida, lila fez muitos amigos e aprendeu muitas coisas, embora sempre tivesse a sensação de não-pertencimento, as vezes pensava ser uma impostora e não ser uma semideusa de fato.

sua atividade favorita era o treino com arco e flecha, do que foi um desastre total no início, mas após muito treinamento, conseguiu finalmente dominar a arma com maestria.

após dois anos no acampamento, perséfone finalmente a proclamou. pouco tempo depois, fora convocada à uma missão, do qual conseguiu concluir com sucesso e, após a sua conquista, a deusa presenteou a filha com um anel que, posteriormente, lilac descobriu ser uma arma e como usa-la. apenas após a proclamação, lila conseguiu treinar o seu poder, mas ficou estagnada no segundo nível.

por não ter nenhuma família, além dos campistas, lila é integral no acampamento e estava presente no jantar durante a profecia, sendo uma das responsáveis por conter o panico dos semideuses menores.

poder:

intoxicação: lila expele do próprio corpo um espécime de névoa vermelha com toxina, que confunde os inimigos e semideuses, deixando-os confusos, tontos, com náuseas ou falta de ar, porém não é um poder letal ainda. a parte ruim do poder é que não se concentra apenas em algo maligno, então qualquer um pode ser afetado por ele, estando num raio de até 5m de distância da semideusa.

habilidades:

na primavera: cura sobre-humana

no inverno: agilidade fisica e mental

arma:

um pequeno anel com uma pedra vermelhas e folhas, simbolizando uma rosa, presenteado por persefone após a conquista da primeira missão da semideusa. esse anel, ao ser manuseado três vezes, vira um arco e, ao mesmo instante, uma aljava se forma em suas costas com flechas com pontas venenosas. quando disparadas, ao atingir o alvo, a flecha se desintegra, retornando à aljava.

maldição:

lilac sempre fora uma lembraça da traição de perséfone à hades. e como prova de sua apatia pela semideusa, quando a garota foi reclamada pela rainha do submundo aos doze anos de idade, hades lhe lançou uma maldição (ficou pistola). é por isso que consegue ver fantasmas em suas piores formas e é perseguida por eles até então. frequentemente possui episódios de insônia por estar sendo assombrada por algum fantasminha camarada.

[yeehawfm]

glenn powell, thirty three, he/him  │  there they go,  THE FIREBRAND,  greenhike’s own  LINCOLN “LINK”  REEVES. they’ve lived around here for  10 YEARS,  but i mostly see them frequenting  WRAITH’S DEN. if you stop to chat with them, don’t be surprised if they're  LION-HEARTED  and  HOT HEADED,  since people often say they remind them of  THE TWISTED SENSE OF CHAOS AND CALM YOU GET FROM LOOKING AT A FIRE, A WELL WORN LEATHER JACKET AND THE RUSH OF ADRENALINE FROM BEING ON STAGE. there’s rumors that they’re at greenhike because  [redacted] do you think it’s true  ? ( PARI/29/SHE/HER/EST )

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BASIC NOTES: 

full name: lincoln gregory reeves

nicknames: link

age: 33

dob: march 26

hometown: dallas, texas

current location: greenhike

occupation: musician, part time bartender

voiceclaim: zach bryan

gender: cis-male

pronouns: he/him

sexuality: bisexual

status: single

health status: physically healthy, mentally has general anxiety disorder & ptsd

theme song: american nights - zach bryan

pets: has a labrador retriever named cash

PERSONALITY NOTES:

negative traits: hot headed, chaotic, lost

positive traits: lion-hearted, charismatic, charming

hobbies: writing music, playing guitar, football, baseball, billiards, drinking whiskey, reading (though he'd never admit it)

aesthetic: leather jackets, belt buckles, cowboy hats, toothpicks

PHYSICAL NOTES:

face claim: glen powell

hair color: dusty blonde

eye color: green

height: 6'

build: athletic

CHARACTER NOTES:

former firefighter from 18-23 was forced to stop after a roof cave in during a fire that left him with a crush injuries. afterward he suffered from panic attacks and nightmares about the accident.

came to greenhike after the anxiety and ptsd diagnosis as a way to claim his fresh start, finding that music had always been the one thing that drowned out all the noise.

so, he starting playing his music with a small band at the wraith's den for the bar-goers where he earned himself a steady and paid slot every friday night. it's not a lot of money but it's enough to get by when he's not bartending. plus, he's got everything else he needs at greenhike since he tends to go there daily anyway.

a bit of a local celebrity anyone that comes through wraith's den knows who he is and with that, he's probably flirted or slept with them.

a chaotic mess truly: if you need a villain in your story, he can be it. if you need someone to be your dirty secret, he can be it. if you need someone to fight next to you, he can be it.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

band members: drums, bass, piano, etc. he's the lead singer & guitarist.

exes: though real relationships are few and far between he's certainly been in a few that he's probably done them dirty

hook ups: open to any number of people, he flirts and tries to get with just about anyone

the one that got away: the only person to really give him a run for his money so much so that they're pretty much his perfect match and he regrets it every day

roommate: living on the southside on a musicians budget he needs a roommate to keep a float

ride or die: the only person that gets him for more than just the local flirt, they see the real him

competition: anyone else who performs at wraith's den trying to take away his audience (even if they're not)

anything else is open!

[wintercuddles]

Atenção, atenção, quem vem lá? Ah, é OLAF, da história FROZEN! Todo mundo te conhece… Como não conhecer?! Se gostam, aí é outra coisa! Vamos meter um papo reto aqui: as coisas ficaram complicadas para você, né? Você estava vivendo tranquilamente (eu acho…) depois do seu felizes para sempre, você tinha até começado a AJUDAR COM AS CRIANÇAS DE ARENDELLE… E aí, do nada, um monte de gente estranha caiu do céu para atrapalhar a sua vida! Olha, eu espero que nada de ruim aconteça, porque por mais que você seja criativo, você é ingênuo, e é o que Merlin diz por aí: precisamos manter a integridade da SUA história! Pelo menos, você pode aproveitar a sua estadia no Reino dos Perdidos fazendo o que você gosta: SE VOLUNTARIANDO NO HOSPITAL.

Headcannon:

Para que o encantamento que o mantém vivo fosse mais permanente, a nuvem de Olaf foi colocada dentro da neve que compõe o seu corpo. Com o tempo, ele foi moldando o próprio corpo conforme ia sendo mais necessário: braços não feitos de gravetos pra poder ajudar a levantar coisas e pernas mais compridas para não ficar sempre para trás nas caminhadas e até uns cabelinhos para ficar mais bonitinho… até que, finalmente, decidiu ceder e assumir uma aparência humana. Enquanto ele ainda é feito de gelo, às vezes ele compra encantamentos para parecer humano, só para chamar menos atenção.

Como está a posição dele em relação aos perdidos? Odiou ou amou?

Olaf é pau para toda obra. Assim como a água que o compõe, ele flui para onde precisar. Bom ou ruim, é uma coisa que aconteceu. E até que está sendo bem divertido todos esses amigos novos! E a história nova tem um monte de amigos novos, inclusive para as suas meninas, o que é ótimo! Mas… até que dá saudade de toda a neve de casa às vezes.