#ghosts are not distinguished by gender and half of them are not human so they have a day to celebrate their guardians in general

[nelkcats]

Parent's Day

Ghosts didn't have a father's or mother's day as such, but they did have a day where they combined both. A day to celebrate your guardians. Humans, Yetis, Amazons or Gods, it was a quiet day to thank them for your ghost adoption.

Dan and Ellie had spent a few years under the halfa's care but at the end of the day they considered him their guardian (although Dan did it reluctantly), so when they heard about Parent's Day they panicked.

They wanted to show Danny that they really appreciated him but a mug or coupons were not enough. In the end after some brainstorming they decided to give him the closest thing to a mug that was in the Realms: Constantine's complete soul.

John Contantine was a very annoying human, they knew this because they heard Danny complain about his paperwork many times. Apparently their father had 99% of his soul but couldn't do anything until he had 100%, and what better gift than to help him get rid of the paperwork? He hated paperwork! It was perfect!

With some help from Clockwork they traveled to DC's dimension, determined to take the last of the hellblazer's soul. Dan wondered if he should steal a star from the dimension while they were there (Danny liked space didn't he?), as an extra gift.

John Constantine was in the middle of explaining the holes in reality to the Justice League when a shiver ran through his body. He had an instant bad feeling.

[manonim]

Jie, the main character of “Fox Servant”. She’s the first servant of Monkey King hiding a lot of secrets but is always ready to serve her master.

Full Name: Jie Huang

Alias(es): The Monkey King’s servant, Greedy Fox, Sly Fox, Fox, Demoness, The Fox Demon Queen, Ms. Jie, Ma’am, ?, ?, ?…

Species: Fox demon (eight-tailed)

Gender: Female

Affiliation(s): ?, Monkey King’s ally,

Occupation(s): ?, DFK’s diplomat(formerly), The ruler of Fox Kingdom(formerly), Sun Wukong’s servant, Zen Huang’s wife

Weapon(s): Mirror blade

Place of birth: ?

Age: 2000+

Home: Megapolis

Likes: Peace and quiet, coffee, eggs, tidiness, spending time with Gou, traditional clothes, playing Go, staying at home

Dislikes: Loud places, garlic, stinky things, height, Jade necklace, celestials, talking about her past, cats, changes, physical touch

Family:

Zen- her husband

Yī- her first child

Èr- her second child

Sān- her youngest child

DFK- father-in-law

? - ?

Friends/Allies:

No info yet

Enemies:

Celestials(formerly)

?

FDK(formerly)

DBK family (formerly)

Macaque

Spider Queen

LBD

?

Status: alive

Abilities:

illusion- Jie can create an illusion of objects, sometimes places, she uses it mainly in fights but it’s no use against enemies with strong senses (Macaque) or the users of gold vision (MK and Wukong)

shape shifting- Jie can transform into a fox, human or into a male version of herself. She can also change into one of her acquaintances (for example MK) but can also change parts of her body (like hair colour). While doing so she needs to stay focus or she will come back to her true form, that’s why she doesn’t use this ability while fighting

energy manipulation- Jie can use her energy to attack an enemy. It’s something that helps her while fighting with opponents stronger than her but because of how much energy it costs Jie uses it mainly as an emergency. (This ability allowed her to break the contract with her previous masters)

ability to see and gather souls- Jie can see souls of living and distinguish between them. This way she can recognise the power and personality of their owners. She can also steal the souls and then transform them into energy to give herself strength (though she is forbidden from doing that right now)

teleportation- Jie can teleport to many places as long as she knows the location and has enough energy for that, the distance depends on how much energy she has.

six sense- Jie has the ability to feel danger before it harms her in any way, it works only when the one threatened is her.

strong sense of smell- Jie has a strong sense of smell. It can be helpful but it’s becoming a problem once she’s close to something with an unpleasant smell

possession- Jie can posses the abilities and body of creatures she choose to possess. But it works only when the body’s souls is weak or gone

half immortality- Jie doesn’t age nor caught diseases but she can still be killed

astral projection- Jie is able to separate part of her soul from her body and wander like a ghost. It's different from Wukong's ability because Jie can't control her body while being a projection, once her soul comes back to its place she can keep her memories.

Personality:

Jie seems to be someone quiet, calm and cold hearted because that’s how she wants others to see her. In fact she can be very nervous or care deeply about someone but she won’t show it. She doesn’t show her true feelings if she doesn’t need to. She also likes to spend time alone, after spending hundreds years on her own she feels uncomfortable with other people. Without the ability to start a conservation she feels just anxious. She barely talks about the things she likes.

Jie has problem with trusting others and she doesn’t see herself as a trustworthy person either because she always puts herself and things of a high value to her first when she’s in danger. Sometimes she catches herself being carefree near MK’s group or Wukong but will immediately scold herself for that, she knows her place or at least she thinks she does. Jie isn’t sure whether she’s good or bad person and doesn’t accept others opinions about it. She is someone who doesn’t want to be hurt but she’s much more afraid of hurting others, she’s living with a ghost of her past and a lot of guilt.

Despite her being pretty sceptical and cold Jie can sometimes be a good listener and even better advisor, she actually enjoys being listened. When she starts doing something she makes sure to do it as well as possible

History:

Not much is known about Jie’s history yet, the only part we currently know for sure is that Jie worked in the palace of Demon Fox King, then took over the crown and ruled the kingdom on her own for hundreds while causing many wars. At that time she got married and had three kids. Later Jie was captured by the celestials and judged by the Jade Emperor who took away her title and sealed half of her power. Later for some reason she left the kingdom and traveled while trying to avoid Monkey King and the pilgrims so that she wouldn’t get killed. At the end of her journey she started living near the mountain where Monkey King sealed DBK, later the place became Megapolis where Jie lives till now. When DBK’s family planned to release him Jie decided to join forces with Monkey King to protect her peaceful life, to do that she became his servant.

Besides that it was stated that Jie knows the smell of underworld and probably has some connection to LBD. She also suffers from trauma which we yet don’t know when and where started.

Relationships with canon characters(opinions):

Sun Wukong:

Jie is Wukong’s servant, she spends with him a lot of time but the great Monkey King still keeps surprising her with his immaturity and energy. Despite her efforts to keep the distance between them Jie finds herself more and more relaxed in his presence, yet she keeps her guard up because she knows too well that you shouldn’t allow yourself to depend on someone else than yourself. But even if she doesn’t want to admit it yet, the fact that Wukong starts trusting her more and more makes her happy.

MK

You can easily guess what Jie though about MK when she found out that the stability of her life depends on some delivery boy. It took her some time to accept him as her master’s successor but as someone who can see people’s souls she couldn’t disagree that he was pretty much a honest and good hearted kid. He also showed her that he can work hard and that he truly cares about others safety. What I must add is that MK’s childish behaviour and energy annoys Jie but reminds her of her youngest son at the same time.

Mei

Jie still can’t forget the chills she got when she first met Mei. From the beginning she could say that this girl has a really strong soul which is so wild that it can barely stay in one place and that ominous energy in her body… but anyway- when Jie noticed that Mei is the descendant of the dragon she wasn’t too happy about it, later when she followed the bull clone into Mei’s house to make sure it won’t lay a hand on the Dragon Blade she got to know Mei better and felt bad about her circumstances. Then when Mei wielded her sword Jie was honestly terrified since Mei in her eyes is both powerful and dangerously unstable but when Jie noticed how strong and determinate she is to protect her friends she though of her old good friend and decided to just keep an eye on Mei for now. (Mei also adores Gou so she’s currently Jie’s favourite)

Pigsy

Jie doesn’t know a lot about him yet but she definitely loves his noodles, she’s also relieved that she’s not the only rational one taking care of that reckless Monkey Boy.

Tang

Tang was pretty suspicious of Jie when they first met, which didn’t really matter to her but she was surprised hearing him apologise. The monk’s soul is always thirst for more knowledge which makes him pretty interesting.

Sandy

Jie had her first proper conservation with him when she was going through a hard time and Sandy helper her made up her mind. You probably think that Jie sees nothing wrong with this gentle giant but don’t forget about her ability to see soul and oh man… Sandy’s soul is really weird! In her whole life Jie has never saw someone with their soul parted in half- one is gently and warm like a sunshine while the other is ominous and unpleasant to even look at. Still Jie respects him because she knows that the one to create this balance is no one else but Sandy himself and that can’t be an easy task. The only thing that Jie can’t stand is his love to cats while Jie dislikes them but she can live with that since Sandy likes Gou.

DBK family

Jie doesn’t have any opinion of them, once they try to destroy the city their her enemy and when they live quietly she doesn’t care. She wants to avoid picking a fight with them since she’s not sure whether she could fight any of them. The biggest threat is DBK but Jie believes that Wukong will handle him if needed (or at least she hopes). She had some confrontations with Princess Iron Fan but fortunately it ended well and Red Son… For Jie he’s just a very loud kid with anger issues

Spider Queen

Jie knew Spider Queen for a long time, or rather the two of them just acknowledged each other as rulers of demon kingdoms. Jie felt bad hearing about the fall of Spider demons but doesn’t approve Spider Queen’s actions, for her a Queen without her people is no longer a ruler. It would be better if Spider Queen just gave up and got a new life.

Macaque

From the start Jie isn’t a fan of that Monkey. Literally everything about him disgusts her, especially his smell of the dead and the way he tries to become a villain. Jie had only one look at his soul and noticed that it’s broken which means Macaque has been going through something but it only irritates her more because Macaque is destroying his soul more by acting against his nature which Jie finds stupid.

Yin and Jin

Honestly Jie doesn’t even remember who they are.

Lady Bone Demon

No info yet

Relationships with my ocs (opinions):

Zen

I can ensure you that Jie loves Zen but as for now she doesn’t feel ready to confront him again, she feels like she failed him as a wife and even if she knows deep down that he still loves her she isn’t brave enough to look at him. Remembering him also bring some dark memories who Jie hadn’t fought off yet.

Kids

It’s similar situation to Zen, she loves them but feels like she failed them as a mother. As for now she believes they can do better without her around. She’s really proud of every single one of them and would more than happy if they could live on without thinking about their pathetic mother. (Btw by the time she left the kingdom all her kids were grown up, the youngest- Sān was around 18)

Trivia:

- Jie has a strict week-plan of chores she needs to do for Monkey King, for example: cooking, tidying his cave and also bathing Wukong’s monkey friends. For Jie it’s a pretty fun way to spend her free time but she would be more happy if her pay was bigger

- Jie actually saves money for a coffee machine

- She not only saves letters her husband sends to her but also her own, which she didn’t have a courage to send

- She’s wearing a hairpin with magnolia which she bought with Wukong because it reminds her of a magnolia tree in her old garden in Fox Kingdom

- Jie’s favourite type of coffee is cappuccino without sugar

- Starting from season 1 Jie regularly visits Sandy for a cup of tee, she developed a habit of complaining about Wukong in front of the giant

- Zen and Èr are the only ones who know when Jie lives, Zen can’t leave the kingdom since he is it’s ruler but Èr visits his mother from time to time to check up on her. This way Jie gets to know how her family is doing.

- Jie’s personality changed a lot through many parts of her life

- Before becoming Monkey King’s servant Jie had many different jobs to get money, her last job was a bookstore’s cashier but she had to quit because it was closed due to the owner’s financial issues

// The ‘?’ Are for now hiden

This is an actual Jie’s ref for season 2 of Fox Servant

What do you think of the new logo?

[ghcstlyhearts]

CHARACTER BASICS

Full Name: Onyx Henry Coldwell

Nickname: Nyx / Henry ( Occasionally )

Age: 24

Gender: Cis Man

Pronouns: He & Him

Ethnicity: White

Nationality: Veritean

Education: High School on the Island

Occupation: Assistant at The Arcane Emporium

Hometown: Ravenwyck

Current location: Ravenwyck

Species: Wixen - Necromancer

Written Aesthetics: lipstick stains on your collar, expectations weighing heavily upon your shoulders & sharp tongue and even sharper mind.

trigger warnings: death mention, also some slight nsfw mentions ( basically i hint he's a hoe but it's not detailed )

CHARACTER APPEARANCE 

Face Claim: Gabriel Guevara

Height: 5ft10

Hair Colour: Black

Eye Colour: Dark

Dominant Hand: Right

Distinguishing Features: A slit in his right brow, a smirk constantly on his lips, a few small tattoos, occasionally covered in hickeys and scratch marks.

SUPERNATURAL EXTRAS 

Abilities: Necromancy ( communing with the dead via spirit boards, being able to raise the dead ) as well as Channelling, Spell Casting, Elemental Manipulation, Telekinesis and Potions making.

Have you always been aware of your abilities?: "The general Wixen abilities? Yes. The Necromancy? That was a shock, it's not usually present within our bloodline, or at least hasn't been for decades".

Favorite Magical Items: He's a fan of magical artefacts, finding them fascinating with how different objects can hold so much power. It's why he took a job where he did.

What supernatural creature is your character most scared of?: Surprisingly, his own kind. Given how his father is, and what he would do for the pursuit of power, it terrifies him, and it's why he'd never go against the man or his coven.

Who or what would they die for? Honestly, he isn't sure. He knows he's supposed to feel that loyalty towards his parents, or a certain cause, but he's not really sure it's worth dying for.

Does your character fight or flee? He would absolutely fight, and if not with magic, definitely with his fists.

PERSONALITY

Positive Traits: Confident & Resourceful.

Negative Traits: Antagonising & Non-Committal.

Neutral Traits: Flirtatious.

Goals/desires: His desire is to dismantle his current coven, or at the very least take it over from his father and change their current ideals - he can only see it ending disastrously but he won't act against his father. He also wants to master his abilities.

Fears: His father, his coven, his own abilities.

Hobbies: Whittling, drinking, partying, studying artefacts & sleeping around.

Habits: Licking his lips, scribbling down notes on the back of his hand, smirking, flirting with people he shouldn't.

CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT Q’S

QUESTION ONE: were you born on the island, if so, what kind of curiosities do you have about the world beyond? if you weren’t, what do you miss about the world outside veritas isles?  "I mostly wonder what it's like to live in a place where the main focus isn't magic, or the supernatural. It intrigues me, and I'm often asking questions about how mortals function so well."

QUESTION TWO: what is your favorite part about the island?  "It has to be Oasis Isle. My parents aren't fond of it, so it's a nice break away from the family."

QUESTION THREE: if your character is supernatural, do they fear humans? if human, do they fear the supernatural?  "No, I don't actually. If anything, I find them fucking fascinating. Living without magic, especially around other fearsome creatures, and half of them just not giving a shit?"

QUESTION FOUR: share a fun headcanon or fact about your character! this doesn’t have to be long, just something to introduce us to your character!  Onyx is the only wixen in his family line to have necromancer abilities, despite them all practising dark magic, it comes far easier to him. They didn't realise until one day, they realised his "imaginary friend" was actually a ghost. additional fun fact about the coldwell family: all the children are named after crystals/gemstones, as their parents believed it would help manifest them to be great wixen.

ADDITIONAL INFORMATION 

BIO | PLAYLIST | PINTEREST

WANTED CONNECTIONS

good friends - while they're not as close to him as some people are, onyx still adores them, despite acting like a little shit most of the time

people who's bad side he got on - it probably wasn't hard

flings & one night stands - the boy has never had a relationship, and sticks to flings and one night stands, it's all meaningless and he makes that very clear from the start

his siblings - he's the youngest, but he has three older siblings, they're all expected to practice dark magic in secret, as their coven does, but they could have strayed. they could also envy onyx, as he's seen as the "golden child" due to his abilities. something he despises, however.

his coven - this is a subplot i am going to write up i swear

idk i want him to be chaotic let him break hearts

[ya-shoujorei]

•✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ Ougai Rei ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

ੈ✩‧₊˚ “A girl who ‘haunts’ the rooftop of the Port Mafia Headquarters, a living shadow different from the rest.” ੈ✩‧₊˚

• ੈ✩‧₊˚ Name and meaning: 

               : ̗̀➛ Rei (零) means “zero”, or “nothingness”

               : ̗̀➛ Ougai (鴎外) - N/A 

• ੈ✩‧₊˚ Birth Name:

: ̗̀➛ Rei de Valois

• ੈ✩‧₊˚ Age: 

               : ̗̀➛ 17 (at time of death)

• ੈ✩‧₊˚ Gender: Female

• ੈ✩‧₊˚ Species:  Human/living shadow 

•  Affiliation:  Former Port Mafia 

• Occupation: N/A

• ੈ✩‧₊˚ Family:

               : ̗̀➛  Mori Ougai (adopted father)

: ̗̀➛ Unknown biological family

• ੈ✩‧₊˚ Likes:  

               : ̗̀➛  loyalty 

               : ̗̀➛  Sweet things

               : ̗̀➛  silence and solitude 

• ੈ✩‧₊˚ Dislikes:

               : ̗̀➛  disloyal people

               : ̗̀➛  attention seekers

               : ̗̀➛ loud places

• ੈ✩‧₊˚ Cause of Death: 

         : ̗̀➛Rei was betrayed by a member of the organization that trained her to be a weapon practically since she was born. Mori was not supposed to “keep” her. Just have her for one mission that needed her expertise. But he ended up basically adopting her, in retaliation, the organization— Anti-Entropy had an assassin eliminate Rei. This is what turned her into a Living Shadow. Forever trapped in the confines of the Port Mafia’s headquarters. 

• ੈ✩‧₊˚ EXRA BACKGROUND

          : ̗̀➛ She tends to hang either on the roof of the headquarters (that’s where she was killed), in other dark places, and occasionally, on full moons, she’s able to travel around the city to other dark places like alleyways or other rooftops. But she’s unable to go into the actual city.

•✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧Backstory✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

            : ̗̀➛ TO BE ADDED 

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Abilities

• ੈ✩‧₊˚ Species Abilities: 

: ̗̀➛  Shadow Manipulation: 

As a Living Shadow, Rei has control over shadows themselves. She can bend them to her will, using them to hide, travel, or attack.

: ̗̀➛  Shadow Mimicry:

 Rei can take on the shadowy form of other people, blending into her environment by looking and acting like them— she can’t leave the port mafia base. So she mainly uses this to play pranks on people.

: ̗̀➛  She can mimic other people’s voices, typical ghost abilities.

: ̗̀➛  Any area she’s in becomes very cold, not really a “power” but yk..

• ੈ✩‧₊˚ Weaknesses: 

: ̗̀➛  Too much Light exposure 

: ̗̀➛ Complete darkness— shadows need at least a little light to exist.

• ੈ✩‧₊˚ Distinguishing Marks

: ̗̀➛  Her face is entirely black in color, except occasionally she will give herself a “face” with a light complexion, though instead of eyes, “buttons” are where her eyes should be, which are decorated by intricate floral designs, like roses, in soft, pastel colors. 

• ੈ✩‧₊˚ Other Information

: ̗̀➛ Rei is half French! A close relative of @bloodstained-star

: ̗̀➛ She’s not originally from BSD world!

• ੈ✩‧₊˚ Playlist: TO BE ADDED

‎‧₊˚✧External Links✧˚₊‧

: ̗̀➛ Promises — Rei and Kanehara Kotoko

‎‧₊˚✧TO BE ADDED✧˚₊‧

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧SAME MOD AS @deeply-moonstruck

[uwua3]

friendly neighborhood poltergeist.

🌻👘 rurikawa yuki.

summary: no one likes a dead boy, especially not you

dedication: trans anon ♂ — i listened to this song and thought of you! 

warnings: angst, death, gender roles, ghosts, hate crimes, heartbreak, identity–based discrimination, jealousy/envy, mentions of violence, murder, paranormal/supernatural, spiders

author’s note: in the spirit of halloween month, please accept this scarily haunting song fic of “friendly neighborhood poltergeist”! enjoy~ ☆★ i haven’t written for yuki in so long so i’m so happy! :D i hope you like it as much as i do~ happy october!! 

word count: 2,595

music: friendly neighborhood poltergeist – rory webley

BEEN STARING AT YOU FOR DAYS,

BUT, YOU NEVER SEEM TO LOOK MY WAY

MY “I LOVE YOU’s” IN YOUR ALPHABET SOUP SEEM TO GO TO WASTE

BEEN KEEPING MYSELF AT BAY

NOW EVERYTHING’S GONE PEAR–SHAPED

Yuki remembered the day he was murdered.

It was Halloween 1987. Boys weren’t supposed to wear girly costumes, he knew that very well. Yet, when Yuki put on that dress instead of his normal uniform for boys only, he felt like himself for the first time in his entire life. It was nearing his high school graduation, he would’ve had another year or so until becoming one of St. Flora’s distinguished alumni. before he was killed behind the school building.

When Yuki died, he came back to see none of those boys were ever arrested. His murderers walked free and lived the life he didn’t, all because he wore a dress. Yuki now haunted this world in the very outfit he was dragged to hell in, the fragile fabric still ripped at the hem and stained by the very dirt students still crossed to this day. Forgotten in his small town and buried six feet under, Rurikawa Yuki became a ghost forever.

Why was he still here? There was nothing to live for, it’s not like he could’ve been resurrected back to life. Yuki wanted to move on, instead of walking the halls of the school that hated him. How could he keep staring in the face of teachers who never liked his bow instead of the usual tie? Why was he forced to watch generations of students graduate when he was removed of that opportunity? Yuki was eternally seventeen, forever and always.

All because he wore a dress.

Yuki haunted St. Flora for decades, just for revenge on all of those who let him die, even if it wasn’t their fault. Yuki was dead—until, you.

I GUESS BOYS WITH BEATING HEARTS

BEAT A BOY BURIED IN THE BACKYARD

EVERY TIME I TRY TO MAKE CONTACT

FEELS LIKE A SUPERNATURAL ATTACK

MISINTERPRET THEN YOU REACT

October. Pumpkin vines grew around his orange–laced boots, the autumn sunsets passing through his invisible form. Yuki missed the way candy tasted upon his tongue, how different fall treats were compared to the rest of the year. As Yuki walked past black cats that gathered, he glanced at the apple tree in the center of the school’s courtyard.

As a ghost, cold didn’t mean anything anymore. Students headed home in their coziest knit garments—no boys in dresses, luckily. Yuki sighed, but his breath didn’t solidify into the usual visible sign like it did all those years ago. Instead, cobwebs were spun in the corners of the building, spiders crawling along the walls. Spiders could feel the chilly autumn season, Yuki suddenly became jealous of those eight–legged creatures.

The crunch of falling leaves made Yuki turn slowly, his orange eyes finding you. You wore the St. Flora uniform, and it hadn’t changed from his years of attending. Not paying much mind, Yuki faced the red apples, watching them ripen away from the previously dismal September. As a boy, he used to reach up and grab it with his own gloved hands, the hard surface of the apple foreshadowing a delicious near future. Yuki couldn’t remember the taste of apples, did they taste any different?

“Do you want an apple?”

I GUESS IT’S BACK TO THE ATTIC,

I’M SO DRAMATIC, IT’S SO SAD

BUT, THE LAST TIME I LET SOMEONE INSIDE,

I WAS BURIED ALIVE

Yuki didn’t move, not until he felt a hand land on his shoulder. Letting out a scream, Yuki stumbled back from the first human contact he’s received ever since his death. Before you could say another word, Yuki disappeared out of sight, the memory of a fading boy wearing a purple and orange dress terrifying you to the core. You looked around, your eyes frantically searching for the witch–themed boy that was just in front of you.

Behind the tree, Yuki rested his hand above his chest, wishing he could feel the rapid heartbeat of fear from his past life. The burn of your touch tingled upon his skin, making him almost feel alive. Yuki had never, ever, been seen by someone—especially... touched. He had forgotten how warm living people were; had Yuki always been this cold all this time?

It was almost harvest moon, so you took a few steps back, about to leave. Until, you didn’t. You reached up and grabbed an apple. Putting it gently on the worn cobblestone bench wrapped around the apple tree, you took another glance before departing for good.

Nothing had changed in St. Flora’s courtyard, where Yuki was murdered. Pumpkins decorated the space festively, welcoming in the frights and scares of Halloween town. The cats spoke in an unknown tongue that couldn’t be translated by the human ear, possibly sharing the ancient knowledge witches passed on to their familiars. Spiders continued building their webs that would be destroyed by irresponsible, wreckless students the following early morning. Autumn browned the apple tree’s leaves as they fell like a goodbye, away they went. Except, a single red apple was left for Yuki.

When Yuki sat next to the apple, his skirt spread out across the seat and the witch’s hat upon his head tilted down. Stopping, Yuki shuddered from his own fear, not of the October cold incoming upon his town. Without wasting more time (after all, he’s had decades to do nothing), Yuki wrapped his hand around the apple.

He could feel it. It was hard and the surface wasn’t bruised at all. You picked the perfect apple. Shakingly bringing it to his mouth, Yuki ate something for the first time in years.

Yuki left the core of the apple in the same spot as before. It was the next day when you found it, searching the courtyard again but finding no one. Yuki was sitting right besides you, however, carefully watching your reaction. Something inside compelled him to say anything, and as Yuki was about to thank you, a male voice called for you just at the gates of the school.

You turned around with a smile, the most alive thing in the season of death. You left without another thought of the witch costume out of the corner of your eye, Yuki’s frown etched on his face as he witnessed another student pull you into an one–armed hug. Subconsciously, Yuki raised his hand, ghosting it above the last place you touched him, his shoulder suddenly cold.

Yuki wanted to touch you like that, too. What did that boy do to deserve your life like that? The apple didn’t taste so good, anymore.

HI, I’M YOUR FRIENDLY NEIGHBORHOOD POLTERGEIST

NOBODY EVER LOOKS AT ME TWICE

I’M USED TO BEING SEE–THROUGH, BUT IT FEELS SO BAD WHEN IT HAPPENS WITH YOU

WISH YOU’D SEE ME THE WAY I SEE YOU

Yuki didn’t breathe anymore, not since his last breath with dirt suffocating his throat. Sometimes, Yuki looked at his burial with curiousity, strangely wondering how decayed his corpse was. What if, he never died? Was he still alive under all that earth? Most likely not, he didn’t know if he wanted to be anymore.

Yet, seeing you was like a breath of fresh air. Staying in the same seat on the same bench you liked to visit, Yuki used his eternal time to watch you. You, who liked resting your bag on his lap as you read a book, laying your head on the tree trunk with your ungloved fingers holding the binding. You, who sometimes read out loud, as if you were aware there was a dead boy who was slowly falling for you like the autumn leaves. You enjoyed picking up the courtyard cats even if their fur messed up your pristine uniform, talking to them as if they were human.

Yuki liked how you were often alone, as selfish as that sounded. Between classes, you seldom traveled with friends but instead, started hanging by the courtyard more often. Lunch was Yuki’s favorite pastime, because you spent a half hour or so just spending time with him. You would bring random little things, confidently talking to thin air as if it was elementary show & tell all over again.

“Candy?” Yuki said, looking over your shoulder to see you unwrap a piece of unfamiliar candy. It was a brand he didn’t recognize, times were changing, indeed. Expecting to be ignored, Yuki suddenly felt your hot breath on his cheek as you turned your head, seemingly staring straight through him. You couldn’t see Yuki, but you started anyway.

“Is that you?” Silence. You averted your gaze, your eyes meeting Yuki’s for a split second unintentionally. You carried on, but Yuki froze, as if frozen to the spot. Why did your eyes make him pretend there was blood rushing through his veins, as if he wasn’t buried six feet under? Hovering over the surface of his cheeks, Yuki knew he’d be blushing right now if that was possible.

“I knew it. I knew you were here the entire time.” You gratefully admitted, a warm red tint on the tip of your nose. Yuki wished he was the scarf around your neck, to be so close to you and feel your beating pulse. Yet, Yuki didn’t reply. He wasn’t underneath anymore, but it felt like he couldn’t breathe, like he was being buried alive all over again. What was this feeling? How did you give and take his life all at once?

After a moment or two of the wind brushing rustling the corn maize just beyond the fence, you flinched at the sound of the bell, telling you to go back to class. Yuki wanted to beg you to stay, you were his first friend in so long. Yuki knew it would’ve been stupid to hold onto you, a ghost couldn’t make contact as well as humans did.

So, he let you go. You stood up, about to leave to your last period before looking over your shoulder, sending a bright smile in Yuki’s general direction.

“I’ll bring you all my favorite candies on Halloween, okay?”

It would be the first Halloween where Yuku celebrated instead of mourning his death.

I’VE BEEN SPELLING MY NAME IN YOUR LEGO BRICKS

I DON’T KNOW HOW TO MAKE IT MORE OBVIOUS

YOU’RE CLOSE ENOUGH TO ALMOST TOUCH

BUT, NOT CLOSE ENOUGH TO HOLD

BEEN TRYNA MAKE MY MOVE

BUT, THAT DUDE KEEPS STEALING YOU

The weeks leading up to Halloween were the days where Yuki felt most alive, even including his life before death. You gave Yuki a purpose to live, making him stay in the courtyard for good as he waited for you impatiently. You two got to know each other more as you figured out ways for Yuki to communicate without words. Even if it was a slight change in the air or a push of a leave or a meow from a cat, you seemingly understood every intention of his. How did you know him so well? Why did he want to share so much?

As you felt inclined to spend more time in St. Flora’s courtyard, you and Yuki grew your relationship during the season of magic, where anything could happen. You began leaving gifts for Yuki as a way to thank him for being your friend, without ever asking to see him. For the first time in his afterlife, Yuki felt safe. As if nothing could ever hurt him, except... him.

You had a friend with teeth as sharp as the monster under your bed and a laughter that howled like a wolves. How could a person like you enjoy a beast like that man? It was Halloween year round with that boy, and Yuki instantly disappeared whenever he looked for you. In his sleazy uniform that harmed St. Flora’s prestigious reputation, that boy would touch you casually like it was nothing. It made Yuki’s fists clench and energy angry, it infuriated every part of him.

Worst part was, you liked it. Yuki could tell without even trying, you didn’t even hide it. You ate up all the attention like it was an apple pie, returning the gesture with an embarrassed flustered expression across your face. You would leave school with him hand in hand, smiling even bigger than you did with Yuki.

The afternoon before Halloween, the school bell ended your time together as you stood up, waving goodbye to your ghost boy. Yuki’s intuition was twisting his gut, the anxiety making his head spin as he impulsively reached out, his fingers curling around your wrist.

You stopped, feeling a tug holding you back. Your eyes met a green haired, orange eyed boy in a witch’s costume like the first time you both met. You blinked, and he was gone, but you could still imagine his hand and how soft it was on yours.

“You’ll come tomorrow night, right?”

You promised you would, and Yuki let you go, and inkling of suspicion arising in his heart. He trusted you. When that boy yelled your name with a smirk, Yuki closed his eyes to avoid the sight of you smiling back at that monster. He just didn’t trust him, that’s all.

Yuki wondered what types of candy you liked under the full moon tomorrow.

I DON’T KNOW WHY I TRIED

THIS REJECTION GOT ME FEELING COLD AS ICE

I DON’T WANNA DIE TWICE

IT WASN’T VERY FUN THE FIRST TIME

Yuki was ready. Stepping out from behind the apple tree, Yuki could feel himself manifest as a real person, not as a ghost. It had been a long month of practicing and working on this skill he didn’t know he could do before, but Yuki did it. All for you, he wanted to hold you even if it was just once.

The full moon on a Halloween night gave him enough energy to appear as a full apparition, fortunately. In his dress that got him killed, Yuki waited in his usual spot, listening for the crunch of autumn leaves to signal your arrival. Yuki waited, and waited, and waited.

It was midnight when Yuki realized you weren’t coming. You had lied, you broke your promise. A part of him wanted to keep waiting, making up every excuse in the book for your disappearance. But, he knew what happened. You chose that beast over him, you liked boys that were alive. Of course you did, what could a dead boy offer to someone alive?

Was this why Yuki came back as a ghost? To die again?

You ran into the courtyard, slipping past the security in the dead of night, the clock striking three. You were out of breath, dizzy with adrenaline as you carried a basket of candy. Usually, you would feel Yuki’s presence around, but, it was like... he was dead, for good.

You found nothing but a pair of lemon–yellow gloves that belonged to his costume upon the bench. You remembered how many times he insisted you protect your hands more, and tears threatened to fall from your eyes. Why did this feel so much like a goodbye? Was this the end?

He decided to give a gift back after all the ones you brought for him... why? As the pumpkin–shaped bag of candy dropped onto the ground, startling the creatures of October who witnessed you cry, you felt a hand ghost over your cheek. A single warm breath hovered over your lips, then nothing at all.

Rurikawa Yuki died twice.

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❝You aren’t much, I said one day to my reflection in a green pond, and grinned.❞

MEET…

Johnathan Adamik 

Age: 36 

Birthday: April 23rd, 1984 

Gender/Pronouns: Cis-male / he/him 

Hometown: Great Bend, Kansas 

Length of time in Salem: 1.5 years 

Occupation: Fisherman 

Faceclaim: Jake Gyllenhaal

HIS STORY

trigger warnings: child abandonment, military mention, death mention, attempted murder, near-death

His first name implies nothing, and his last, maybe even less. John: a colorless everyman name, when it's called, it doesn't make a sound, it's an echo.

It's a name that has claimed him from its genesis through the mouth of a father who seemed to name him by coincidence. What was an accident of noise to the passive ear of a god was the first voice that reverberated in his head. An echoing permanence he'd always answer to even after his father leaves him, his siblings and mother behind.

Just as the conception he'd been named, his father leaving was merely another incident, even if the tightly coiffured women that his mother flocks with on Sundays were domestically inclined to imply something else. Some kind of implicit tragedy under the speckle-clouds of their powdered sympathetic humor (little boy, big man, you’re not making trouble are you, you’re takin’ good care of your momma ain’t ya, little man of the house now…). It doesn't matter though, like most things in life, noise and all- that's how it goes. If you couldn't accept it, either way, it will make sense of itself regardless, and to him that's enough to be made of living.

How things go is how his mother charts the life that continues on beyond the stagnant echoes. And how could she not? The day after his father left, his mother, red faced - the color flushed to a forgotten youthfulness in her cheeks - crams the last box into an old rat colored clunker of a car. She'd decided that they were going to have to move to someplace smaller and though he doesn't remember what he'd said, it must’ve been something childish. But he remembers her eyes, darkly translucent and certain, looking at him when she goes well baby that’s just how some things go, don’t it?, echoes of unnamed prairie borderlands in her accent as it liked to remind itself to her sometimes. Only twenty-four, four children, and nothin’ else much to her name besides the car on a countdown to a wreckage (and that would’ve been a real tragedy), far away where she didn't quite belong in a town with nothing much but the sluicing river naming it. Great Bend, Nowhere.

After that, with a sense of resigned certainty is how he carries on with his life, the way most would in a living where days were another day after each, when they can barely afford to simply be let alone live beyond each one. Being smart enough, and being that ambition for as long as he'd understood it - past a time when he could stand in class to mumble I-umm--want-to-be-a-doctor-or-scientist-or… - was not something that could be afforded. Like his mother said, that's how some things go. So it goes that as soon as he could, he marched up to a recruiter- some matchbox patriot salesman of the hour on a quota beat, to be signed and shipped off without the complimentary pitch.

Then continuing on, to march with the rest of the other canned green tin men, distinguished in the patina of the Navy. In the blind, geared maws of The Machine though, every batch is the same. Being a tin man among other green tin men at the bidding of pressed suits assembling a conveyor tongue belt of necessary wars. It's necessary in wars that there must be a creed, streamlined from the veined hands into the synthesized consciousness of the tin men they move so the job (and it is just a job to him) comes assumed with ambition (that isn't his) because wars require dignity to be justified and it is presumed that having ambition dignifies. What else is more dignifying than a man who dies for it? If he were to argue, he'd say it's not ambition that dignifies, it's dying that does, but throughout the years the hands that pull the levers and turn the bolts of The Machine will occasionally drape a flag over a casket and say this is why it’s necessary.

So life goes on, more things that whatever else could be said- or wouldn't be said by him- simply happens. Deployments. Cycles of shittiness. Waiting and more waiting. Then the lapses in between, incidents made into whisky-blather fodder at a shithouse bar during happy hours. Then there are days when he's alone that he feels as if he'd woken up from an embryonic coma, realizing he's got hands that carry everyone's will but his own. Duty had become him. He'd once heard a chaplain drone on that service to man is service to god, but there's not much of god in the places he's been and still he's only got his hands.

One day he wakes up again after returning from a deployment, and wakes up to nothing. Nothing to return to either. It's less a delayed epiphany and more of a clarity that couldn't be ignored- finally seeing and not just looking behind peering half-lids. After living half-asleep, years of answering others to a name given to him from someone with a severed chord, he leaves the Navy. Distinguished, but not in any way that will say anything about him. Not anything that really means.

When he thinks of epiphanies- tries to picture them- it starts as a nacreous core, undefined, bursting outwards into a vague sensation that meant it was already too late. When he thinks of epiphanies he sees a bullet.

They'd called him Saint.

When he was still tinted with the dress fatigue greens he'd been diseased by a strain of prodromal benevolence that degenerated into terminal cynicism. Because you can't be a saint without looking at your fellow men to be able to say you still recognize them.

And he did look at the one that shot him, and he understood. Because to look is to still recognize in spite of your fellow man, and betrayal isn't hard to understand because it's one of the oldest acts in the history of humanity.

So a particular day goes that he's: ratfucked, someone gets angry wrong, the right person has a gun, so the tip of his right ear gets blown off, and he isn't meant to be alive. Then it follows that he disappears before someone learns to correct their mistake- scrounging up whatever measure of life he still had into a bag and a truck and no definite destination besides a road that will go and go. From one place to the next.

He ends up in Salem eventually, where the epiphanies are no longer like the ones he'd come to know- they're more like the afterwaves of one, like trying to familiarize to a place that will always be unfamiliar, ripples from somewhere in the vastness. At least here it's the right place for lingering ghosts. There aren't really days of waiting, more like something else that waits for him. Either way, they're days he can call his own- a kind of living, at least, and besides- people usually don't think to ask what else a fisherman is.

PERSONALITY

+   conscientious, dependable, patient

-   cynical, stubborn, reticent  

Johnathan is played LIFFI

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Basic Information

Full Name: Andromeda Haneul Lee

Nickname(s): Andie, Sky

Age: 20-27

Date of Birth: February 2nd

Hometown: San Francisco, CA

Ethnicity: Korean

Nationality: American

Gender: Demigirl

Pronouns: She/Her & They/Them

Religion: Polytheism

Occupation: Student, aircraft engineer

Language(s) Spoken: English, Korean

Physical Appearance

Face Claim: Chungha

Hair Colour: Black, dark brown, blonde

Eye Colour: Dark brown

Height: 5′3

Build: Petite, somewhat athletic, titties kinda big (like c up)

Tattoos: N/A

Piercings: Ears

Clothing Style: Pastels, frilly dresses, pearls, definitely likes to rock a suit from time to time

Usual Expression: Flustered, concentrated, thoughtful, dreamy

Distinguishing Characteristics: Expressive eyes, sweet expression

Health

Conditions: general anxiety disorder, panic attacks

Sleeping Habits: Andie is careful to keep a strict sleeping schedule. She sleeps before 10 PM almost every night, and makes sure to get 8 hours of sleep. They prefer to rise early.

Eating Habits: She’s very healthy and eats an 80-90% plant based diet. She cooks for herself most of the time, only eating out or ordering in very rarely.

Exercise Habits: She runs every morning and has been practicing yoga since she was very young.

Emotional Stability: 6/10

Sociability: She craves social interaction, but finds herself easily flustered and quickly worn out. She’s a bit quiet and awkward, but tries her best!

Drug Use: Occasionally uses marijuana, has experimented with mushrooms, but nothing regularly. She grew up in a household in which drugs use wasn’t largely stigmatized, and as such had healthy experimentation but nothing major.

Alcohol Use: Yes, only socially.

Personality

Label: TBA

Positive Traits: optimistic, intelligent, hard working, kind, affectionate, athletic

Negative Traits: naive, unconsciously emotionally manipulative, emotionally withdrawn, awkward, strange

Fears: failure, not being good enough

Hobbies: yoga, reading, soccer, basketball, running, swimming, video games (the sims, minecraft, very casual), pottery

Habits: giggling when nervous, nail biting, saying ‘um’, pausing too much in conversation

Favourites

Weather: crisp, fall weather

Colour: sky blue

Music: dark indie pop vibes

Movies: she grew up watching sci-fi movies with her mom, and definitely has a love of those. she also enjoys drama and mystery.

Sport: soccer

Beverage: pink lemonade

Food: acai bowl with extra honey

Animal: bear cubs

Family

Father: unknown

Mother: cassiopeia lee

Sibling(s): younger half siblings

Children: n/a

Pet(s): tba

Family’s Financial Status: well off

Extra

Zodiac Sign: aquarius sun, gemini moon, pisces rising

MBTI: INSJ

Enneagram: The Achiever

Temperament: Phlegmatic

Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw

Moral Alignment: Neutral Good

Primary Vice: Jealousy

Primary Virtue: Kindness

Element: Air

Flaws

moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny | controlling | conceited | possessive | paranoid | lies | impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish | power-hungry (but also afraid of her own power tbh, knows she’s ‘supposed’ to be a leader but doesn’t know if it’s right for her or if she’s ‘good’ enough) | greedy | lazy | judgmental | forgetful | impulsive | spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky | absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | childish | callous | clingy | delusional | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cynical | cruel | depressed | deranged | egotistical | envious | insecure | insensitive | lustful | delinquent | guilt complex | reclusive | reckless | nervous | oversensitive | avoidant | restless.

Strengths

honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave | patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky | intelligent | confident | focused | humble | generous | merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming | cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive | calm | protective | proud | diligent | considerate | compassionate | good sportsmanship | friendly | empathetic | passionate | reliable | resourceful | sensible | sincere | witty | funny.

Skills & Hobbies

art | acting | astronomy | animals | archery | sports | beach combing | ballet | bird watching | blacksmithing | boating | calligraphy | camping | candle making | casino gambling | ceramics | racing | chess | music | cooking | crochet | weaving | exercise | swordplay | fishing | gardening | ghost hunting | ice skating | magic | engineering | building | inventing | leather-working | martial arts | meditation | origami | parkour | people watching | swimming | puppetry | pyrotechnics | quilting | reading | collecting | shopping | socializing | storytelling | writing | traveling.

Human Verse

she was raised by her mother in los angeles, california. her mother is a very popular artist and internet persona. she comes from a very loving home, but having such an outgoing and charismatic mother became a bit of a crutch for her. she never really learned how to speak for herself, and was often embarrassed by the stories of her mother that were spread all over the internet. as such, andie became a very quiet and reserved sort of person. she values intelligence above all else, and went away very far for college as soon as it became an option. her main goal in life is to step out of her mother’s shadow and be her own person.

Supernatural Verse

she was raised between the moon and earth, spending time on both planes so that she had a strong connection to both sides of herself. andie always knew that she was in line for the throne, and this was always something that stressed her out greatly. as such, she all but repressed her abilities in hopes that her mother would think one of her other siblings was favored by the gods instead of her. as a teenager she ran away to the underworld and made friends with certain gods, namely persephone, hades and hecate. she was gifted with magical abilities during this time, choosing to focus on those rather than the celestial gifts that she got from her mother.

species: lunar extraterrestrial & human abilities: repressed celestial manipulation, active lunar and stellar magic

[oncexinxmyxdreams]

OC Profile Laurie Venkman as an adult (The Real Ghostbusters.)

OC

Bio

Name: Laurie Macy Venkman. 

Age: 25. (as of the February 2009, approaching the 25th Anniversary since Ghostbusters was founded.) 

Ethnicity: Caucasian with family roots running in Irish, Welsh, Dutch,  French, English and German. 

Species: Human. 

Height: 5'7".

Weight: 155 pounds.

Hair color: Dark brown.  

Hair style: Thick, shaggy hair falls a little past her shoulders. She has layers with wispy bangs. Keeps hair pulled into a ponytail for work and loves to style it for special occasions.  

Eye color: Deep cornflower blue. 

Birthday: September 13th, 1983. 

Gender: Female. 

Sexual Orientation: Straight. She’s guy crazy, but she’s waiting for the right one. 

Powers (if any): No.  

Distinguishing features (if any): Has a turned up nose like Peter's. Has defined cupid bow lips like her mom, but Peter's smile. Has mom’s round shape of face. Laurie has two tattoos out of memory/respect for her parents. One on her left outer bicep that says “Proton Princess” in Peter’s handwriting. Second one is at the lower, inner right arm of a heart with her mom’s initials inside. 

Blood Type: A-

Clothing

Day to day outfit: When she’s off-duty, Laurie prefers straight leg jeans for most of her attire. She likes blouses and simple tees: those are usually graphic like rock bands, Ghostbusters merchandise or even raglan tees. She has some favorites that have sarcastic sayings and one that says “I got it from Dad.” She has cool calf boots, cute deck shoes and classic hightop converses.    

Pajamas/What they wear to bed: Favorite pajamas are comfy black leggings and a black nightshirt. (It has a cat on it and says "to-do list: sleep."

Formal Clothes: Chic dresses in 80s-90s style. She loves the velvet/metallic fabrics for these and wearing black stylish pumps.  

Work/School uniform: Work attire is a black jumpsuit with dark purple trim. She prefers those colors to help her blend in more with the shadows when she hunts. She does have doc martin’s for her boots, but she prefers wearing her converses since they’re more flexible for running. She has extra pockets inside her jumpsuit for trinkets like a nail file to pick locks etc.   

Other (glasses, jewelry, etc): Has a black square digital watch. Wears a silver brushed metal ring that was a gift to her from a ghost she helped as one of her first solo missions. (She wears it on her right middle finger which symbolizes responsibility and balance.) She has four ear piercings: three normal lobe piercings and then industrial ones in the upper ear cartilage. While she has plenty earrings to choose, her favorite earrings are three simple gold hoops and industrial earrings are silver barbells with “diamond” studs. Loves having painted fingernails; usually in different purple shades.   

Health

Physical Illnesses: Overcame pneumonia at the age of 3. Suffers from hay fever like Peter. Now gets strong cases of flu when sick, but otherwise she's fine.

Mental Illnesses or disorders: She’s been guessed to have a learning disorder, but still no official diagnosis. Some have guessed ADD and Dyscalculia.

Medications?: Just regular vitamins.

Addictions (Drugs, alcohol?): No addictions. She likes to drink, her favorite cocktail being a White Russian, but she's careful. She’s never tried drugs. 

General Health: Fine enough considering that she works out every day, but she's got a big appetite. Being an inverted triangle body type, she carries weight in upper half: Measurements are 40-30-38. Her legs are the most toned part of her body, strong arms, broad shoulders and a size 12, but looks for bigger size shirts since she’s top heavy. Happy with her shape.   

Life/Preferences:

Likes: Fashion, sleeping, eating, cars, and motorcycles. She loves listening to her favorite music while mouthing the lyrics and dancing.     

Dislikes: Criminals, yogurt (that isn’t soft serve or frozen) and people doubting her since she’s not a college graduate. The one thing she despises the most is inaccuracy about The Ghostbusters. (She really hates the sequel they made.) 

Career: Becomes a Ghostbuster and runs the business. 

Hobbies/Talents: Hobby of making a bucket list, motorcycle riding and electric guitar. (Guitar was her mom’s.)  Terrific hand-eye coordination so that she rarely misses a target with archery at camp, ghostbusting and when she played baseball in high school as pitcher. It did take a lot of practicing though.   

Habits (good or bad): Chews on toothpicks or sucker sticks (similar to when she'd chew her pacifier as a toddler.)

Family: Mom is Claire Teague who passed away when she was 16 months old. Though she’s been long gone, Laurie keeps her memory alive.  Dad is, the one and only, Dr. Peter Venkman: Laurie's role model. On maternal side, Arnold and Ruth Teague are her grandparents and Aunt Caroline. By now, her grandparents have passed and Caroline lives out of the USA. Paternal side has her grandfather, Jim Venkman, but he's dragged Laurie into cons and she's fed up with him. She met her great uncle Alf once, but didn't like him that well. She's curious of her deceased grandma Lydia Venkman.

Friends: First best friends are from elementary school: Lindsay McKellips and Leslie Cantu. They call themselves “The L Girls.” Lindsay goes onto serve in the Air Force and Leslie becomes a teacher overseas. Close guy friends are family members of the Ghostbusters. Derek Lovejoy who's the son of Ray's cousin Sam. He's 20 and is training to be a veterinarian. Craig Reynolds who's one of Winston's nephews. Craig is 32 and a civil engineer who keeps an eye on Laurie when necessary. Ross Melnitz who's Janine's youngest nephew. He's 23 and does secretarial work for Ghostbusters while being in the field when required. Laurie considers him her closest friend since he knows all her ups and downs best. (Ross's original last name was Irwin until his parents divorced and he legally changed to his mom's maiden name as she did.)

Romantic/Love Interest(s): Had some boyfriends, but she’s not in a hurry for marriage and not ready to lose her virginity. (She went through a relationship where she almost did, but left the guy when she realized he was toxic.) She enjoys being single while still being flirty. She had one boyfriend that cheated with a girl who turned out to be Ross’s girlfriend and Laurie was furious with both of them. She doesn’t know it, but she and Ross will fall in love one day. So one day, she’ll be Laurie Melnitz.  

Pets: Her cat Punxsutawney or usually called Punx for short. He was a present for Laurie when she was 10 and they have a tight bond. He’s revealed later to be a Class 4 shapeshifter, but isn’t disposed. For one, he imprinted on Laurie the one time she was at the animal shelter though she wasn't aware of it. Secondly, he’s not found to be a threat. Finally, he prefers to stay in his cat form which is an Abyssinian breed. He’ll only change if he finds Laurie in danger. During a presentation at a convention, he transformed into a terror dog.      

Social Status: The only social status that matters to Laurie is that she’s Peter Venkman’s daughter. She doesn’t feel like she’s in his or the other Ghostbusters shadow. She’s not bothered if people say “Oh you’re that one ghostbuster’s kid” etc. because she’s proud of her dad.   

Favorite Food: New York Reuben Sandwiches (add barbecue potato chips, some grapes, a pickle, two vanilla Hostess zingers along with cherry coke and there’s her ideal lunch.) She loves other foods as well which is a contrast to the picky eater she was as a child.  

Favorite Color: Tie between purple and black.  

Favorite genre of music: 80′s Rock/New Wave like Journey and Duran Duran. Her ipod nano is just a huge playlist of 80s classics.     

Favorite movie genre: Fantasies. She grew up loving the scary 80s kid movies. Her favorite movie is The Secret of Nihm. 

Favorite Animal: Now its cats, but still has soft spots for sea lions and rabbits. 

Degree of Education: High school graduate. Her grades weren’t high enough to get her into college. (She feels a bit ashamed about it though Peter’s proud of her for overcoming her difficulties with school.)  

What language(s) can they speak?: Besides English, she has rudimentary skill in French and Latin which she learned after becoming a ghostbuster. Usually calls on Egon for languages she can’t understand. 

Can they cook?: She can cook and she can eat! 

Personality:

Positive Traits: Loyal, witty, fun-loving, resourceful, and affectionate. 

Negative Traits: Defiant, impulsive, cocky, impatient and has a foul mouth. 

Archetype: The Warrior (Merida from Brave or Katniss Everdeen from The Hunger Games.)  

Way they interact with others: Depends on who’s talking to her. She’s friendly to those she cares for even with her sarcasm, but if someone’s insulting, she’ll be blunt and rude right back. 

Way of speaking: Okay just like before, voice inspiration. Lilliana Mumy. When she’s not voicing Leni from The Loud House, she has great acting range of sweet, serious and sarcastic.   

Introvert or Extrovert?: Became more extroverted as she grew up and a little bit of an adrenaline junkie. She’s an ESTP...like her dad. 

Backstory Life 

Laurie was a true surprise since Claire, her mom, was told she'd never have children due to PCOS. However, the surprise was joyful and Claire loved her daughter more than anything. After Claire’s death, Laurie stayed with her grandparents, but eventually met Peter. As conflicted as he was with realizing he was a father, Laurie grew easily attached to him and he grew to love her as if he’d been there since her birth. After her grandma passed away. Laurie would be dropped off at the firehouse for days or weeks to the point she wanted to stay there. Peter and the Ghostbusters wanted her to, but she was under custody of her grandparents. Arnold despised Peter and refused to give up custody for Laurie’s wellbeing even though he didn’t care for her. (Winston predicted pride would be that man’s downfall if he wasn’t careful.)  There was even a point where Arnold only fed her yogurt which she grows to hate. At age 3, Laurie becomes critically ill with pneumonia due to her grandfather’s negligence (Its revealed he died from alcoholism and died in his house while Laurie was sick in her room.) Peter was in tears at the thought of losing her, especially since his own mother died from the same illness. When she’s cured, Laurie is finally allowed to live with Peter, which was what she hoped for. As she grows, she becomes more confident and less introverted by the time she’s a teen.    

Life Goals 

Laurie has one particular goal as an adult. That is to find the one who killed her mom. Since Claire died in the mid 80′s, DNA evidence was still in its infancy and the case was closed. However, Laurie isn’t a quitter until all options are futile. Its not just her mom’s case because Laurie has encountered ghosts of people who were killed, even children, and she can’t stand a criminal being free. Her first Ghostbusting mission was capturing and eventually helping a ghost who was murdered. So he’s the one who gave her the silver ring which she keeps as a promise to never forget those who died too soon.    

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FULL NAME: Anthony Edward Stark MEANING: Highly praiseworthy, Priceless One, Flower NICKNAME: Tonio, Tony MEANING: Tonio was what his mom called him growing up (and she’s the ONLY one allowed to call him that thanks), and Tony’s just the shorten version of his name. AGE APPEARANCE: 46 BIRTHDAY: May 29th, 1973 ASTROLOGICAL SIGN: Gemini SPECIES: Human GENDER: Cis Male ALLERGIES: None SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Pansexual THEME SONG(S): Back in Black by AC/DC, Because of You by Kelly Clarkson, Bastards by Kesha, I Don’t Care by Fall Out Boy

APPEARANCE

HAIR COLOR:  Dark Brown with some grey peppered in because baby old. HAIR STYLE AND LENGTH: Honestly a mess, but like a stylish mess. It’s longer on top and always in that spikey MESS. EYES COLOR: Brown EYESIGHT: 20/20, he paid for corrective surgery when he was younger thanks. HEIGHT: 5′9″, don’t let HIM FOOL YOU WEIGHT: 190 lbs OUTFIT/CLOTHING STYLE: Tony’s probably wearing some band shirt with oil/grease stains on it and jeans. He also likes wearing tshirts, a blazer, and jeans. BUT ALWAYS THE SUNGLASSES. ABNORMALITIES: Miniaturized arc reactor in chest. DISTINGUISHING MARKS(SCARS,MOLES): Tony’s got a couple of scars from his father childhood, some old track marks along the crease of his elbow from his wilder days, and a giant ass scar on his chest from the one a half two heart surgeries that goes from the middle of his sternum down to almost his belly button. SELF CARE(MAKE UP): Tony either looks like he hasn’t slept in days or put together, there’s no in between. The only thing he really keeps maintained is his goatee. Because he’s vain about it. FIRST IMPRESSION ON PEOPLE: He’s Tony Fucking Stark okay, people either want to be his friend for his money or to hurt him so they try to impress him. SKIN COLOR: White BODY TYPE/BUILD: TINY BABY, he’s also fit but not like Steve level of muscle.  DEFAULT EXPRESSION: Tony always looks done with everything when in public. POSTURE: Oooooooof, Tony pretends to take up as much space as physically possible while keeping his back protected and everyone in the room in his sight. PIERCINGS: He has a closed up earring hole. DESCRIBE THEIR VOICE: Steve’s voice has a subtle Brooklyn accent and takes on a softer tone than you’d expect out of him. His voice hardens and deepens when he goes in Captain mode.

RELATIONS:

MOM: Maria Stark HOW WELL DO THEY GET ALONG: Maria and Tony had a bond that was built off of both of them being abused by Howard. They’d stick up for each other when he got too hard on one of them and when Tony got older he started acting out more so Howard would take it out on him more rather than Maria. To this day, Maria is still one of the most important people in his life. DAD: Howard Stark HOW WELL DO THEY GET ALONG: HoWARD STARK CAN FUCKING CHOKE YOU DUMB ASS BITCH. Howard was not a good father, he was not Marvel can fight me. He was abusive and cold and distant and had his son kidnapped so that he wouldn’t break when it really happened. Howard’s better off fucking dead. SIBLINGS: Isabelle St. Martin (Half-Sister) HOW WELL DO THEY GET ALONG: Tony.........has no clue she’s his sister sorry. CHILDREN: Toni Stark, Morgan Stark, Peter Parker, and the Bots HOW WELL DO THEY GET ALONG: Tony’s kids are hIS LIFE. His biggest fear is turning into Howard so he treats them like they’re the best thing to happen to him (which they are). OTHER FAMILY MEMBERS: Edwin Jarvis (Father Figure), Peggy Carter (Adoptive Aunt) PAST LOVER(S): so MANY ONE NIGHT STANDS TONY PLEASE. CURRENT LOVER: Pepper Potts REACTION TO MEETING SOMEONE NEW: Tony’s analyzing what they want from him and why they’re talking to him, but he’s keeping up with the conversation and probably trying to see if he can make them hate him. ABILITY TO WORK WITH OTHERS: It depends on his mood, honestly. HOW SOCIABLE(LONER,ETC): Tony can be sociable, when he wants to. FRIENDS: Elise Burke, Bruce Banner, Peggy Carter, Thor, Nat, Clint, basically all of the Avengers. PETS: Ginny, a miniature poodle (who is also a service doggo for his anxIETY) LEAST FAVORITE TYPE OF PERSON: People who take advantage of him or use his tech for evil. PARENTAL TYPE(PROTECTIVE,ETC): THE BEST, his kids want something and they get it. FAVORITE PEOPLE: Pepper, Elise, Bruce, Morgan, Peter, Toni. LEAST FAVORITE PEOPLE: Steve, Justin Hammer, most of SHIELD.

PERSONALITY:

..WHEN YOU FIRST MEET THEM: ? Distant, Sarcastic, Pushy ..AS YOU KNOW THEM BETTER(AND THEY LIKE YOU): Warm, Loyal, Giving ..AS YOU KNOW THEM BETTER(AND THEY DISLIKE YOU): Cold, Mean, Closed-Off FAVORITE COLOR: Red FAVORITE FOOD: One of his mom’s old dishes or a Potts family recipe. FAVORITE ANIMAL: Cats (?) FAVORITE INSTRUMENT: Piano FAVORITE ELEMENT: Fire LEAST FAVORITE COLOR: None of them??? LEAST FAVORITE FOOD: Honestly, nothing. LEAST FAVORITE ANIMAL: Rats LEAST FAVORITE INSTRUMENT: Maybe a kazoo? Tony’s weird. LEAST FAVORITE ELEMENT: Earth HOBBIES: building things he shouldn’t be, hanging out with his kids, annoying Pepper in her office, sciencing with Bruce. USUAL MOOD: Honestly Tony’s eager to please so he wants people around, but HE ALSO DOESN’T WANNA SEEM TOO EAGER so like.......you have to come to him first.

DRINK/SMOKE/DRUGS: Not anymore. He used to do all three and stopped when he became Iron Man. Well, drinking stopped when he got together with Pepper. DARK VERSION OF SELF: OH FUCK. AN EVIL GENIUS. The entire world is metal and humans arE GONE. LIGHT VERSION OF SELF: hello see Tony thanks. Maybe less self-doubty and more willing to work with others. HOW SERIOUS ARE THEY: Tony can be serious if he wants to be, he just doesn’t want to be most of the time. BELIEVE IN GHOSTS: Nope. Science can’t explain it so they aren’t real :) (IN)DEPENDANT: Tony likes to pretend to be independant but CANNOT REMEMBER WHAT HE HAD FOR BREAKFAST. please help him. SOFT SPOT/VULNERABILITY: anybody hurting one of his kids or Pepper, failing the team, turning into Howard, people needing help in general. OPINION ON SWEARING: Will say fuck in front of a child if needed. Morgan probably knows a LOt of swear words. DAREDEVIL VS CAUTIOUS: Both??? He’s mostly just a menace to himself and lack self-preservation skills. MUSIC TYPE: Ear-shattering rock. MOVIE TYPE: .......Tony doesn’t watch movies he doesn’t have the attention span for them. BOOK TYPE: ..........i don’t see Tony as much of a reader either. Maybe scientific journals??? GAME TYPE: Tony can kick your ass at poker without even trying. COMFORTABLE TEMPERATURE: Tony likes it a little bit warmer than comfortable. The cold reminds him of the cave and being trapped in space :( SLEEPING PATTERN: .........tony stark..........sleep???? what. CLEANLINESS/NEATNESS: Tony is the cleanest messiest person you’ll ever meet. He never picks up after himself but IF YOU PICK UP ONE OF HIS TOOLS AND MOVE IT ANYWHERE IT THROWS OFF HIS ENTIRE SYSTEM.  DESIRED PET: who needs pets when kids keep showing up at your doorstep amiright HOW DO THEY PASS TIME: Bothering Pepper, hanging out with a kid of his, building up suits for the team. BIGGEST SECRET: Tony Stark has had three “suicide” attempts in his life and only one of them was intentional. HERO/WHO THEY LOOK UP TO: Everyone because he’s short.  His mom, Pepper, Steve to an extent. WHAT ANIMAL WOULD THEY BE: A cat. FEARS: BECOMING HOWARD, losing one of his kids or Pepper, space, failing the team. COMFORTS: Pepper’s shampoo, Morgan’s childlike scent, the smell of motor oil, being utterly surround by someone he loves.

HOW DO THEY ACT WHEN THEY ARE:

SAD: Tony bottles it all up until it spills out and he can’t control it anymore. He’s getting better about opening up about when he’s sad, but he WASN’T ALLOWED TO BE SAD when he was younger THANKS HOWARD. HAPPY: Talking fast and probably waving his arms around TOO MUCH, getting up in personal space, SARCASTIC JOKES ANGRY: OOOOOFFF, the cold creeps in and Tony shuts off all other emotions. He tends to let the anger control him and doesn’t think things through. AFRAID: Tony’s not allowed to show he’s afraid because FUCK HOWARD so he keeps it to himself. If it gets too bad he has panic attacks. LOVE SOMEONE: Everything you’ve ever been in debt for is suddenly paid off and you have a nice vacation to look forward to and ANYTHING ELSE YOU NEED he’s giving you thanks. HATE SOMEONE: Tony’s cold and distant and probably wishing he could blast them with a gauntlet. WANT SOMETHING: Tony will take whatever he wants, he was raised spoiled okay. CONFUSED: tony stark doesn’t get confused HOW DARE YOU.

HOW DO THEY REACT TO:

DANGER: If Tony’s in danger it’s no big deal, but if someone else is? He’s doing everything in his power to GET THEM OUT even if it means getting hurt in the process. SOMEONE THEY HATE WHO HAS A CRUSH ON THEM: Bitch bye, Tony doesn’t have time for people he hates. PROPOSAL TO MARRY: He’s already married sooooooooooo unless it’s Pepper he’s gonna say no. DEATH OF LOVED ONE: It depends on how close they were. But he’d probably hide away until the sadness went away unless someone makes him face it. DIFFICULT GAME/MATH/ETC: Tony will not rest until he’s solved it thanks. INJURY: Yeah no, Tony doesn’t tell anybody when he’s injured. He was literally dying and didn’t tell anyone so. SOMETHING IRRESISTABLY CUTE: My guess is Tony would want to make sure it’s taken care of. LOSS OF HOURS OF WORK: .............he’s sleeping with his boss so.

KNOWLEDGE:

LANGUAGES: English, Italian, knows conversational various other langauges. SCHOOLING LEVEL: He has 3 doctorates. FAVORITE SUBJECT (S): Science, Science, and more Science. INTERESTED CAREERS: An engineer or inventor. EXPERTISE: genius level intellect, master engineer, master scientist, master buinessman, pilot of the iron man suits PUZZLES: Puzzles take him a minute but the serum helps him figure them out rather quickly. CHEMISTRY: Tony likes making things explode and probably has a good understanding of chemistry. MATH: TONY LOVES MATH. ENGLISH: Tony can speak it but has NO interest in interpreting what authors were trying to say in books thanks. GEOGRAPHY: Who needs maps when you have an AI running everything? POLITICS/LAW: Tony knows about them, and probably participates in them.  ECONOMY/ACCOUNTING: yOU DON’T NEED TO WORRY ABOUT MONEY WHEN YOU’RE RICH. COOKING: Tony can cook three things: scrambled eggs, spaghetti, and cereal. That’s it. SEWING: No. MECHANICS: Tony rebuilds classic cars in his spare time the fucking nerd. BOTANY (FLOWERS): lol no MYTHOLOGY: Tony knows about the different mythologies but doesn’t really believe in them? Atheism is a thing. DRAMATICS(ACTING,SINGING): besides the fact that tony is a DRAMA QUEEN, no. READING LEVEL: WAY ABOVE AVERAGE HE GRADUATED CO LLEGE AT FI FTEEN. HOW GOOD ARE THEY AT PLANNING AHEAD: no. just.......no this why he has Jarvis and Pepper.

ROMANCE:

DO THEY TAKE INITIATIVE: YES he loves bothering Pepper when she’s busy and a l w a y s gets his way. HOW DO THEY ACT(SHY,ETC): .........he’s Tony Stark.....that’s enough right there. GENTLEMAN/LADYLIKE VS KLUTZY: Tony can be gentleman like when he’s done something he’s not supposed to (or when he wants something) but other than that HE’S A DEMON. GO SLOW VS JUMP INTO: he was used to going fast and doing the one night stand thing, but with Pepper it was easier to take things slow (and then go really fast once they realized how WELL they worked together). PROTECTIVE: Yes. ACT LIKE FRIENDS OR LOVERS:  B O T H. WHAT KIND OF PRESENTS DO THEY BUY: ......tony doesn’t buy presents because he forgets birthdays and anniversaries. TYPE OF KISSER: It depends on his mood and what he wants :) DO THEY WANT KIDS: He didn’t want them, but now he has a small army of them so. DO THEY WANT TO MARRY: he’s ALREADY MARRIED. MAKE GOOD OR BAD DECISIONS: Bad decisions are unintentionally made because Tony might be a genius but he’s a dumbass. ARE THEY ROMANTIC: Y E S. HOW ARE THEY IN BED: Tony Stark literally did one night stands and one night stands only. He’s A M A Z I N G in bed he knows how to treat Pepper the way she should be and how to take car eof his WIFE. GET JEALOUS EASY: nO.  WIFE/HUBBY BEATER: nOPE. MARRY FOR MONEY: tony IS MONEY. FAVORITE POSITION: HOnestly? Pepper on top. WHAT WOULD HAPPEN ON THEIR DREAM DATE: A five star hotel while someone takes care of Morgan so Pepper can just relax. They spent as much time as possible in bed or relaxing. OPINION ON SEX: Sex was always just something Tony thought he HAD to do because people wanted it from him. And then he realized it was fun so he kept doing it because WHY NOT. But with Pepper it’s different and he could never go back to the one night stand thing. He likes the intimacy of sex with someone who cares about you beyond just getting off. 

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💣STATISTICS

𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝.   𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜   𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜.  

𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎.

BASIC INFORMATION.

Full Name: Valentine Segreti (no middle name)

Nickname(s): Val, Bomber, Bomb. Tiny to very, very, very few in his past.

Age: 41

Date of Birth: Feb. 16th, 1977

Hometown: Dertosa lol. He’s never left.

Current Location: Dertosa, oh boy. This is depressing.

Ethnicity: Sicilian. There’s something else, too but God knows what. Guy’s a mutt.

Nationality: American

Gender: Male

Pronouns: He/him

Orientation: tragically het/het

Religion: Agnostic. You get a fist to your head as many times as he has and try to tell him there’s a God.

Political Affiliation: That’s laughable.

Occupation: Head of Security at Forbidden Vices

Living Arrangements: He lives on his own in a small apartment not too far from Vices.

Language(s) Spoken: English

Accent: He’d say he doesn’t have one. The inflection of his voice is very rough, though.

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE.

Face Claim: Jon Bernthal

Hair Colour: dark brown

Eye Colour: dark brown

Height: 6′3″

Weight: 210lbs

Build: Fit, athletic. Despite not having boxed in years he’s in the gym keeping it tight and right because that’s the only life he knows.

Tattoos: Val’s arms, legs, and chest are covered in a variety of odds and ends, none of which are particularly meaningful to him. His tattoos mostly consist of the type of flash pieces you see hanging on the walls of tattoo parlors. Eagles, playing cards, pretty women, panthers, crosses, etc.

Piercings: No piercings.

Clothing Style: Val dresses in what’s comfortable and practical for him. He’s no fashionista, but he dresses okay. A typical outfit for him would be boots, denim, a white or black tee, and either a leather or denim jacket.

Usual Expression: Relaxed, contemplative.

Distinguishing Characteristics: Val’s nose, which takes over his face in a unique way. It’s a product of years of being broken and healed over and over and over again. He got lucky though, in that he’s still got a pretty good looking mug, unlike the rest of those underground boxing fuckers.

HEALTH.

Physical Ailments: HAHAHA shit Because of the nature of his past “occupation”, Valentine’s body is fubar. His joints click. His shoulders frequently pain him from past lacerations that weren’t healed properly. The same goes for his knees. His hands swell in the night when not in use. Basically, if you name a part of his body he can tell you something that’s wrong with it. Aside from the important parts, wink wink, nudge nudge.

Neurological Conditions: Mild memory and cognitive issues due to multiple concussions.

Allergies: Does bullshit count? None.

Sleeping Habits: Val goes through phases of sleeping really well or not sleeping at all.

Eating Habits: He’s a human garbage can. He will eat almost anything that’s given to him. He loves home-cooked food, but he’s not a good cook, himself. His diet basically consists of whatever he can grab quickly and doesn’t have to think too much about. That being said, he does eat often, and loves to snack. He’s almost always hungry.

Exercise Habits: Valentine goes to the gym daily and spends the majority of the daylight hours there. He doesn’t have much else to do in the daytime besides sleep.

Emotional Stability: Despite having plenty of demons and sorrows of his own, Valentine is a pretty stable guy considering. The only thing that throws him out of whack is when someone tests him hard enough to make him snap, because that is when he switches gears and can become extremely hostile.

Sociability: Val prefers being around others. When he’s alone he has too much freedom to start thinking, and when he starts to think he starts to become depressed. For this reason he is rarely by himself, but rather out in public.

Body Temperature: Val is very hot-natured. He’s always warm, but he doesn’t feel warm, himself. He’s like a human heating pad lol.

Addictions: In the past he was addicted to a number of stimulants. It wasn’t the drugs, themselves, that he was addicted to, but rather the action of taking them because of his own mental issues that he didn’t know how to handle before getting sober.  

Drug Use: See above. Cocaine and speed were big factors in his addiction.

Alcohol Use: After he was dumped by his coach and the underground boxing crowds, Valentine became an alcoholic to deal with his bodily pains and the fact that he had nowhere and no one to turn to. This ended when he was taken in by the drinks, specifically with Drink #2.

PERSONALITY.

Label: The Loyalist, The Ghost

Positive Traits: Adaptable, easygoing, faithful, loyal, powerful, straightforward, tough

Negative Traits: Detached, impatient, indecisive, moody, stubborn

Goals/Desires: To protect the Drinks and Vices to the best of his ability. To not fall to addiction again. To open up enough to let others close to him.

Fears: Addiction, drowning (he cannot swim), ending up all alone.

Hobbies: He keeps a pretty mean fish tank in his apartment. The sound of it helps him sleep. He also collects auto magazines, but that’s just a fancy way of saying he’s a hoarder and doesn’t want to throw them out. Sometimes he will coach hopeful young boxers at the local gym he works out at if he’s asked. It’s not exactly a hobby, but sometimes Val will drive out of Dertosa to the outlying desert just to see something that big. He never goes much further than that.

Habits: Val is almost constantly cracking his knuckles and various joints in his body that pop. He snaps his fingers at his sides sometimes when he’s thinking. He likes to whistle. He can never sit in a chair quite right; he’s either leaning back or stretched out, never upright. He clenches his jaw frequently. Like any good Italian, he’s prone to gesture with his hands when he speaks.  

FAVOURITES.

Weather: He loves when it rains at night and you can see steam rising off asphalt.

Colour: He doesn’t have a favorite, but he’s partial to red.

Music: Classic rock, mostly. He likes hiphop, rap, and some of the trap stuff that’s been released lately even though it all sounds the same.

Movies: Action films. He doesn’t keep up with Hollywood or recent films, but he loved the Fast & Furious series.

Sport: MMA, Boxing, Wrestling

Beverage: Arizona brand fruit punch in the 99 cent can.

Food: Oh god anything. He loves a good burrito or bowl of pasta best.

Animal: Dogs. Jesus Christ he loves dogs so much.

FAMILY.

Father: Who?

Mother: Her name was Marianne Segreti, but she went by a different name on the streets. She died in ‘97 when he was 19. He doesn’t like to talk about it, or her.

Sibling(s): None? Honestly he probably has some half-siblings out in the world somewhere.

Children: None. He always did want a daughter though. He’s just never had the opportunity.

Pet(s): He has fish. They’re all named Fish. He wants a dog but he doesn’t want the responsibility.

Family’s Financial Status: He was dirt poor growing up. His mother had no extra money outside of what was used to rent motel rooms for her and Valentine to sleep in at night. He wasn’t wealthy, but he became moderately affluent during the height of his illegal boxing career, but that was short lived. He does okay now.

EXTRA.

Zodiac Sign: Aquarius

MBTI: ESTJ

Enneagram: Type 5 - The Observer

Temperament: Phlegmatic

Moral Alignment: True Neutral

Primary Vice: Envy

Primary Virtue: Humility

Element: Earth

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more about my mc

this is a mess, please don’t read it unless you’re interested in what i come up with when i’m sleep deprived and creating my first rp character

https://character-resource.deviantart.com/art/Big-Ass-Character-Sheet-Updating-167182524 but i cut out a buncha shit

welcome to hell(or the place in which I can’t capitalize for shit and curse too much and am vague but that’s honestly my personality in general)

Full Name: Mark Knox

Meaning: Mark, derived from Martkos(Roman), related to the war god, Mars. Knox, derived from cnoc(Scottish), meaning hillock.

Origin: made it up on the spot because planning is for cowards

Signature: illegible letters - MKX

Gender: male

Orientation: pan(i wrote pam and don’t regret it)-aro

Blood: three-quarters pure, half blood father

Birthday: 6-6

Deathday: (May not have one yet)(oh gee, did you not expect me to have a day of death?)(well, i don’t)

Astrological Sign: Gemini(fun fact: Draco’s the only Gemini on the wiki)(why is this relevant)(astrology is weird as all hell)

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Immediate Family: Jacob Knox(brother)

Distant Family: Shay Knox(mother), Clark Knox(father)

Parenting: non-existent

Upbringing(morals and ideals): considering he was raised by a person only a few years older than him, during the period of Voldemort’s rule, he is less screwed up than he could’ve been. However, he still possesses a rather vague and undefined sense of right and wrong - using his logic to bypass any sort of regrets if it blocks him from his goal

Infancy: (dropped at birth is an option and i’m living for it)

Childhood: that one kid who lit ants on fire and was ‘rebellious’ (you know that post about america being the asshole kid with neglectful parents? That’s the one)

Adolescence: canon

Adulthood: never. He hasn’t even gotten taller

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Species: hooman

Preferred Hand: ambidextrous(he keeps injuring his hands)

Facial Type: like a face, why is this - oval, i guess

Eye Color: dark brown

Hair Color (Self Explanatory)(it isn’t when his hair is grey/silver/white)(the kid probably bleached his already pale hair)(he probably likes the smell of bleach)

Hairstyle: fringe-up

Complexion: blushes easily, relatively smooth unless you look at the cuts and bruises and scars on his arms, back and legs

Body Type: ectomorph

Build: skinny arms and legs, he isn’t the most physically fit and regularly damages his body due to his complete lack of care for his own safety

Height: 65 in

Weight: 120 lb

Shoe Size: (Shoe size doesn’t matter)(goddamnit i forgot this was an innuendo)(keep it pg, please)

Birthmarks/scars: no birthmarks, and has tons of ugly marks all over him, none of them particularly remarkable

Distinguishing Features: the contrast between his eye color and hair color - but other than the hair, he doesn’t have a memorable face

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Health: as healthy as a wizard without impulse control and emotional support could be

Energy: swings from highs and lows without any pattern

Memory: remembers the small stuff, the negative parts - forgets about major ideas or lessons

Senses: heavily relies on eyes, can’t taste for shit

Allergies: (Self Explanatory. May be optional.)(i mean, i would put animals, but we have transfiguration)

Medication: needs some, doesn’t take any

Phobias(irrational fears):

Symmetrophobia(fear of symmetry, an unnatural-looking but normal occurrence, which isn’t debilitating, but causes him stress and uneasiness)

Siderophobia(fear of the stars, the idea that there’s so much out there that he doesn’t know of is pretty awful and, again, while it isn’t going to freeze him up, it will cause him to become upset)

Addictions: none yet

Mental Disorders: undiagnosed

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Style: couldn’t care less about appearance  - he wears the school robes most of the time

Mode of Dress: doesn’t have a particular taste, as long as it’s passable, it’s fine - tends to wear a size or two larger

Grooming: somewhere in between messy and neat

Posture: he displays an air of aloofness and confidence - almost condescending in stance

Gait: quickly and efficiently - it’s brisk at his slowest

Coordination: not physically fit at all, he’s too reckless for that - exercises to the point of exhaustion without realizing that it’s detrimental to do so and has limbs flying all over the place

Habits and Mannerisms: taps his foot or fingers when excited, nervous, or anything that deviates from his usual ‘cool’ facade

Scent: earth, smoke, and grass - faint but noticeable

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Mood: ‘calm’ - probably plotting though

Attitude: he’s charismatic and charming until you dig deeper

Stability: hA

Expressiveness: can act like he’s wearing his heart on his sleeve but can never fully give his true thoughts

When Happy: smirks - invades personal space and slows down

When Depressed: smiles - talks louder and speaks faster

When Angry: (trolls online is an option and if that isn’t Mark, i don’t know what is) smirks - wide eyes and tense hands

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Friends: Rubeus Hagrid - but not really

Enemies: Rita Skeeter - but not really

Bosses: Filius Flitwick - but not really

Followers: not even himself

Heroes: Filius Flitwick - “short people are closer to hell and he’s gonna whoop my ass if I do anything stupid”

Rivals: Ismelda - “for most edgy teen”

Relates to: Dumbledore - impersonal but seemingly close, full of contradictions and ulterior motives

Pets/Familiars: does his jar of bug bodies count?

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Wardrobe: mostly consisting of Hogwarts robes, formal robes, and the identical grey-blue sweater and jeans

Equipment: carries a wand and a pencil(but not paper, because he has problems)

Accessories: a single dangling silver piercing on his right ear(family tradition)

Trinkets: carries hair ties on his wrist all the time(why? He doesn’t even know)

Funds: his family is relatively well off, being a respected branch of purebloods

Home: almost like his personality, warm and nice on the outside, cozy on the inside, but dead silent and empty when no one looks - not large but not small either, seeming normal by all accounts if you don’t look into any of the rooms(jacob’s windows are taped shut and Mark broke through the locked door that connected their bedrooms)

Neighborhood: the woods

Transportation: running because stamina apparently is infinite in this world

Collections: bug bodies, herbs, and lighters

Prized Possession: his wand, after seeing Jacob’s broken one

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Lovers: yeet

Marital Status: yeet

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Experience: works in the three broomsticks in his off time to get experience and money, nothing serious

Organizations/Affiliations: changeable, he doesn’t plant many roots or make any long-term promises

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Education: i mean, Hogwarts. But is it even ‘education’?

School: (What was their school like?) bitch this is Hogwarts

Social Stereotype: “least favorite cursed student”

Intelligence: mostly interpersonal, linguistic and logical

Extracurricular Activities: would do theater if given the chance

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Morals: don’t exist - but he honestly has a problem with reasoning his way into committing seriously wrong deeds

Crime Record: hasn’t been caught yet ;)

Motivation: adrenaline, change - nothing truly meaningful or satisfying

Priorities: knowledge, humans, self

Philosophy: gen z nihilism

Etiquette: usually practices ‘correct’ etiquette - does not give a fuck if his behaviour offends someone though

Influences: everything and anything he finds intriguing

Traditions: tries to run away from them, always moving and staying ahead of the past

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Career: spell-inventor or wand-maker/seller

Desires: uncertain

Accomplishments: undetermined

Biggest Failure: failing Jacob

Secrets: his manipulative side, his genuinely mean streak and the fact that he regrets having those traits

Regrets: a shit ton of things

Worries: Jacob, being nothing in the grand scheme of things, being a hypocrite, betrayal, a shit ton of things

Best Dream: having a greater purpose

Worst Nightmare: dying alone and being left behind as a ghost

Best Memories: finding his brother’s secret room, meeting Billingsley

Worst Memories: losing his brother, lying to his teachers, accidentally calling Chester: Jacob

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Hobbies/Interests: explore the wilderness, identify flora and fauna, observing other people

Skills/Talents: pyromancy, charms in general, debating, acting, singing

Likes: mint, sharpies, fire

Dislikes: himself, close-minded people, pity

Sense of Humor: sarcastic, self-deprecating, relatively dark

Pet Peeves: the guy scratching his quill the wrong way in the front row whenever they write essays

Dreams/Nightmares: doesn’t dream usually - when he does, it’s usually flashes of color and abstract black and white shapes

Quirks: can’t sit on the fucking couch correctly

Understands: how people think, the reason they fail, mistakes

Can't understand: quidditch, values, structure

Closet Hobby: burning shit(though that isn’t really a hidden thing with him)

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Strengths: charismatic, diplomatic, quick-witted, inwardly caring, able to understand his flaws, patient, logical, able to read other people

Flaws: lies often, manipulative, lazy, lenient, passive, harsh, inconsiderate, enjoys pushing people’s buttons, doesn’t understand people

Perception of others: beautiful, incomprehensible, vast

Instincts: wants approval(deems it irrational)

Lures: leadership roles, secrets, problems

Soft Spot: innocence but not ignorant, optimism

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Ability: capable if he puts his mind to it - employs unpredictable and risky techniques instead of having a fear of consequences

Weaknesses: stubborn opponents - he expects change and gets caught off guard when someone seems set in their ways

Patronus: non-corporeal

Boggart: fire(irony i guess is easy to use when you don’t have anything else)

Wand: spruce, phoenix feather, 12”, springy

Amortentia: lime, smoke, sharpies

House: Ravenclaw(that post about the kid wanting to be put in Ravenclaw since ppl will trust you but got in Slytherin)

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Favorite Color(s): grey, blue

Favorite Animal(s): swedish short snout

Favorite Drink(s): coffee and soda(probably together because he can’t function like a normal person)

Favorite Genre: mystery or myths

Favorite Subject(s): charms(Flitwick is the man) and divination(where you can bs your way through anything)

Least Favorite Color(s): black, white

Least Favorite Animal(s): flies

Least Favorite Drink(s): does soup count? Because he does drink it in a cup

Least Favorite Genre: manuals and biographies

Least Favorite Subject(s): flying(impulsive idiot) and care of magical creatures(he’s a screw up around animals)

________

Languages: english and he taught himself some Latin

Voice: average in tone, a bit nasally, rather forgettable except for the speed

Greetings and Farewells: doesn’t

Ask your character "how are you": yes.

Character tries to compliment: you have eyes, your name is ___

Tries to insult: passive-aggressively drags a person

Expletive: damn(dam)(loopholes, my friends)

Laughter: snorting, definitely not normal

Tagline: ___, yeah?

________

Reputation: other than the whole ‘brother’ problem, is relatively well-liked

First Impressions: charming, confident guy

Stranger Impressions: a bit loud but not strange

Friendly Impressions: goddamnit Mark, shut up

Enemy Impressions: please keep talking so we’re allowed to punch you in the face

Familiar Impressions: ah yes, the hair pops up from time to time

Compliments from others: bright, energetic, optimistic, honest

Insults: dangerous, unstable, chaotic

Self-Impression: am shit

_________

Compare to: forest fire(destructive and necessary for change)

Symbols: flames, ashes, duality

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|| The Basics ||    Name: Calypso Piper Hisoka    Nickname(s): Caly( Only by family) Age: 12/18-30 (Depending) ➥Birthday: September 17, 2152  ➥Birthplace: New York            ➥Sign: Virgo                 Moon: Taurus                   Mercury: Libra                          Venus:                                 Mars: Nationality: Half Japanese- Half American Hometown: New York Current Residence: Living with his family/Homeless. Occupation: Student/Bounty Hunter Income: $0-$10,000 ( roughly) Talents/Skills: Yo-yo tricks, playing the guitar, playing the piano, lying, sorting things, playing the drums, martial arts, hiding, singing,tracking, lockpicking, stage Magic, acting. Salary: None Birth order: Youngest Child. Gender: Male ➥Preferred Pronouns: He, him, his Sexual Preference: Unknown    Species: Human Intelligence Level: 113 MBTI: ISTP     Introvert(44%) Sensing(1%) Thinking(25%) Perceiving(61%) You have moderate preference of Introversion over Extraversion (44%) You have marginal or no preference of Sensing over Intuition (1%) You have moderate preference of Thinking over Feeling (25%) You have distinct preference of Perceiving over Judging (61%). {Bio} (Coming eventually)        || Personal & Relationships||    Relationship skills: Aware of his own Feelings, Self sufficiency, resilience, acceptance, doesn't like to be touched or handled by people he doesn't know. Parents: Drama and Ashlin  Status: Unknown how he feels about them. Siblings: Lucy and Lucas Status: Strained, mostly because he's blackmailing them for their incest activities. Significant Others: Unknown (9) Ex-Significant Others: Unknown ( 9) Children: None Best Friends: Unknown( 3) Pets: None Rivals: Unknown Enemies: Unknown ( A lot) Education: High School ( Dropped out a few months before graduation) Strengths:  Creativity, Curiosity, Bravery, Zest, social intelligence, playfulness, forceful, spontaneous, adventurous, independent, creative. Weaknesses: Obstructive, Pushy, Loose-tongued, Undisciplined, Sloppy, Aggressive, Chaotic, Vague, Reckless, arrogant, selfish. Introvert or Extrovert?: Introvert How does the character deal with anger?: Usually by taking it out on other things or people, mostly other things. ➥With sadness?: He'll go into hiding.    ➥With conflict?: He tries to avoid it, but when he can't, he make sure to end it.         ➥With change?: He's fine with change, out with the old and all that.                 ➥With loss?:  He can't stand thinking of losing anyone. He will break down if he's particularly close to the person. But he tries not to get too close to people. What does the character want out of life? To just do what he wants to, really. What would the character like to change in his/her life? Probably that he's strayed too far away from his family, that he hardly even knows them in adulthood. What motivates this character? Getting money, having freedom, having fun, taking risks. What frightens this character? The dark, Ghosts, falling, animals. What makes this character happy? Books, music, risks, video games, candy. Is the character judgmental of others? Yes. Is the character generous or stingy? He is stingy. Is the character generally polite or rude? He is rude. Who were they in school? The energetic mute. Occupation they wanted as a child: To be in a band. Living conditions growing up: Middle Living conditions now: Poor Criminal Record: Breaking and entering, theft, stealing cars, assault, reckless endangerment of an underage child, illegal use of explosives, drugs, driving and drinking, fleeing a cop, identity theft, illegal hacking. How does Character see himself/herself? Reckless, brave, cunning,  smart How does Character believe he/she is perceived by others? Worthless and stupid. How self-confident is the character? Pretty self-confident. Does the character seem ruled by emotion or logic or some combination thereof? Emotions, for the most part. What would most embarrass this character? Having to show his softer side in public. Morality (Bold One Per Section): Lawful / Neutral / Chaotic ||| Good / Gray / Evil - You are 47.2% Evil. You are 64.1% Chaotic.    Religious Belief: None Glasses or contact lenses?: Glasses Character Tropes: Catalyst Hero, Trickster, Fool, Shadow, The Child, The Hermit, The Devil, The Priest, Addict, Monkey, Dragon, Clown, Beggar, Destroyer, Detective, Visionary.    Primary Goals In Life: Following his dreams and being free to do what he wants with his life. Character's short-term goals in life: Not dying. Getting cash from bounty's. Sex. Threatening to expose his siblings incest. Character's long-term goals in life: Visiting other countries. Exposing his siblings incest to their parents.    Languages Known: English, Japanese    Secrets: He knows about his brother and sister's incest. He is a sex addict. As well as a sadist, a sexual sadist ( On occasion). He killed one of his girlfriends.  Hates cats. Loves watching children's tv shows, still. Most of the things that happened to him at school. Is a sexual deviant. ( more will be added later. ) Deepest secret: Has a journal of his fears and secrets. Biggest fear: Fear of being bound. (Merinthophobia) Happiest memory: The day he got his first electric guitar. Loneliest moment: When one of his teachers removed him from class and told him he would grow up to be worthless and stupid, then just let him sitting in the hall.    Quirks/Mannerisms/Habits: Is a habitual liar and has made up a family that does not exist. Eats like a child even as an adult. Believes in ghosts. Obsessed with children's Cartoons. Shows up unannounced. Always steals the sweets. Has a leather fetish. Is embarrassed of their family heritage. Takes food off other people's plates without asking. Does not like to share hygiene items like hairbrushes, chap-stick, or razors. Keeps a marker on them at all times so they can draw weird things in public restrooms. Has unresolved childhood issues. Is constantly found only partially dressed. Has a weakness for games of chance. Never leaves home without wearing pants, but never wears pants while at home. Is scared of Neon colors. Always blows bubbles in to their drink when they have a straw, even as an adult. Has attempted voodoo. Dresses as a vampire at every costume party, fancy dress party, Halloween, and formal event. Makes paperclip jewelry. Won't drink without a straw. Has had sex with more people than they have seriously dated. Cannot sleep while in the vicinity of a cat. Gets lost all the time. Colors their hair crazy colors every other week. Likes to file their fingernails to sharp points because it makes them feel more dangerous. Is totally responsible for everything that goes wrong. Knows that they are being watched (by the readers). Has an accent that no one knows how to place. Is a heavy sleeper. Thinks cats can see their soul. Sneezes uncontrollably whenever someone talks about cats, reads something about them, or looks at illustrations of any type featuring them, but has no allergy to interacting with the animal itself. Is left-handed, but tries to pass as being right-handed. Wears either mismatched socks or shoelaces. Has a tendency of laughing at the most inappropriate times. Is double-jointed. Treats all of their friends like they are personal evil minions. Goes to the gym at 3am because 'That's when the ghost is there.' Wears removable tattoos. Steals things from people they think need to be punished for something. Has very bad taste in relationships. Talks in their sleep. Eye-rolling, Potty mouth, Snapping fingers, Stuttering, Toying with objects before them, binge drinking, smokes, eats a lot of sugar, is addicted to video games, Still plays with children's toys, clubbing, picks at mouth with his tongue. Loves anime.    Savvies: Music, Tech, Fact, Media Style (Elegant, shabby etc.): Rebel, Punk, Goth, Steampunk, Cosplay. How does he/she dress?: Mostly black or dark yet colorful colors on normal days. Usually with purposefully placed tears in the pants and such, and risky looking outfits. Loves mesh, baggy, tight fitting and/or leathery clothing. Hobbies: Playing the electric guitar, piano and drums. Singing. Hunting bounties for cash. Boardgames. Gambling. Chess. Cosplaying. Crafts. Keeping a journal. Learning an instrument. Legos. Modeling. Origami. Reading. Videogame's. Renaissance Faire. Writing Music/songs. Speech patterns: Accented, mellow, chilled, stuttering. Disabilities: Dyslexic, Epileptic. Greatest flaw: Being a risk taker. Best quality: Easily figuring out and controlling a situation. Illnesses/Allergies/Allergic/exe: Seizures, Migraines Addictions: Drugs, Alcohol, Sex, Food.        || Physical ||    Hair Colour: Light Brown Eye Colour: Bright blue Skin Colour: Tan Body Modifications: Has several ear piercing, tongue piercings, lip piercings and chest and lower. Build: Slender / Scrawny / Bony / Fit / Athletic / Herculean / Babyfat / Pudgy / Obese / Other    Height: 6′9″    Weight: 146 Health: Very low Distinguishing features: his ears a slightly pointed. Has very, very faint freckles over the bridge of his nose. Scars/Birthmarks: Has several birthmarks on his body, on under his left eye, another two on the right side of his face, five on his back, one inside his ear, and three on his left arm. Along with those, are several scars from his recklessness as a child, one of which cuts down on the nostril of the right side of his nose.  Another on his neck and four on his shoulder.  As well as a ton on his knee's and legs.    Abilities/Powers: Prophecy Construction    Restrictions: He hasn't unlocked his powers fully yet, if at all really. The power triggers sever seizures that incapacitate him and prevent him from learning how to use his powers at the current moment. And this will continue to happen in the foreseeable future, even if he is able to figure out the easiest part of it, that is the prophetic visions he receives while having a seizure. This power also has other unknown effects and restrictions to him.   || Favorites ||    Favorite Food: Candy    Favorite Drink: Koolaid    Favorite Pizza Topping: Taco    Favorite Color:  Steel Blue    Favorite Music Genre: Punk/rock    Favorite Book Genre: Dystopian    Favorite Movie Genre: Fantasy    Favorite Season: Fall    Favorite Butt Type: Firm    Favorite Swear Word: Fuck    Favorite Scent: Cookies Favorite Sayings: " I may not be there, But I am closer than I was yesterday." “That’s what people do who love you. They put their arms around you and love you when you’re not so lovable.” “I’ve lived in darkness a long time. Over the years my eyes adjusted, until the dark became my world and I could see.” “Sometimes it feels better not to talk. At all. About anything. To anyone.” “My silence holds a plethora of syllables I am too afraid to say.”“They call you heartless; but you have a heart and I love you for being ashamed to show it.” " And every time I look at you, it hurts." "First of all, you don't know me. Second of all, you don't me." “Life is wonderful. It’s a gift to be alive, to see the sun and breathe the air. And there isn’t really anything else.”    Favorite Quote:   “Knowledge is not made for understanding; it is made for cutting.”        || Fun Stuff ||    “Boss” Theme Music: Love The Way You Hate Me/ Hand Grenade/ Hiding Place /    Bottom or Top:  Top    Loud Burper Or Soft Burper: Loud    Sings In The Shower: Yes / No    Likes Bad Puns: Yes / No Sins: Lust / Greed / Gluttony / Sloth / Pride / Envy / Wrath Virtues: Chastity / Charity / Temperance / Diligence / Humility / Kindness / Patience / Justice Hogwarts House: Gryffindor Element: Darkness Big5: Openness Jugian: INFP ( Alternative Type) MOTIV: Offbeat (Materialist 45% 54% Offbeat 81% 48% Thinking 21% 51% Intimate 21% 56% Vital 50% 54%) Left/Right Brain: Right

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➜ BIO

The Pierce family tried to keep it pretty quiet that their family had been descended from carnival folk. They were very respectable nowadays, thank you very much. Connor’s father was another suit-wearing man in the finance industry, and his mother was a marketing executive, but that wasn’t how it had always been.

Since the Victorian Era they had been involved in traveling fairgrounds and sideshows, reading tarot cards and crystal balls, selling stories to those grieving or in need of direction. Those who didn’t pick up the ‘family gift’ of communicating with the dead sold tickets, made popcorn or operated the rides. It had been that way for generations. That was until Robert, Connor’s father, decided to go off to college in America and make something of himself. He married a nice normal girl, and two years later, Connor was born.

It didn’t take long before Connor started to show signs of being a medium. People always tried to explain it away, the way they do when children say odd things. Of course, it was all the imagination, the child’s way of trying to understand the world. No way he was actually playing with the young girl who used to live in the house twenty years earlier or still able to talk to old Mrs Robinson from across the street even after she died of heart failure. His father knew the truth though. He discouraged it as much as possible, telling Connor to ‘be realistic’, to have his feet planted firmly on the ground and not in the clouds, but the more Connor was asked not to do something, the more he did it. He grew frustrated at being called a liar, at being told to stop playing cruel jokes on grieving people, to grow up. But when Connor’s uncle - his father’s older brother - passed away, it turned out he was Uncle Joe’s unfinished business.

He was just a faint echo at first, but the more he spoke to him, the closer they got. Uncle Joe told him everything, all the stories, the family history, which TV psychics were real and which were full of rubbish. For a while, Uncle Joe was his best friend. The way Connor understood, Joe was eventually supposed to move on, but it never happened. The signs started out small at first. Books falling off shelves, his dad’s duvet somehow always falling off no matter how many times he pulled it back up, but Uncle Joe’s spirit became more and more angry and one day, it wasn’t just a book. He knocked over the whole bookshelf, right on top of Connor’s dad, but him in the hospital. Connor panicked after that, starting to research ways to get rid of him. It was the only time his father acknowledged Uncle Joe; to tell Connor that he was becoming a poltergeist, and reach out to his old contacts to help Connor get rid of him. After much research and strife, Uncle Joe became the first exorcism Connor had ever performed.

Connor wasn’t about to run off and join the circus, but he wanted to do something to share his gifts and experiences, so he started recording them on his mobile phone and uploading them to the internet. His parents went mad when they found out, and the house was never quite the same after Connor spilled the beans and told his mum everything his dad had kept from her, forcing his dad to admit it, but they didn’t stop him. They figured it would help him process his emotions and that nobody would believe him anyway. They were half right. As Connor’s channel took-off, he had just as many believers as sceptics. He delved into the supernatural, learning as much as he could, filming every moment possible and sharing it with his thousands, then hundreds of thousands, then three million subscribers. He lived

He delved into the supernatural, learning as much as he could, filming every moment possible and sharing it with his thousands, then hundreds of thousands, then three million subscribers. He lives life travelling from place to place, interviewing people about their experiences with ghosts and filming exorcisms.

➜ BASICS

FULL NAME: Connor Pierce AKA(S): N/A BIRTHDAY: 10 June ZODIAC: Gemini SPECIES: Human (Medium/Exorcist) ORIENTATION: Bisexual GENDER: Cisgender Male (He/him/his) OCCUPATION(S): Youtuber and Exorcist PRIMARY VERSE: Supernatural

➜ APPEARANCE

FACECLAIM: Cody Christian EYE COLOR(S): Brown HAIR COLOR(S): Dark Brown HEIGHT: 5'7" BODY BUILD: Muscular, athletic DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: N/A TATTOOS: Skull wearing a crown inside wrist (x) PIERCINGS: N/A 

➜ BACKGROUND

HOMETOWN: Portland, Maine FINANCIAL STATUS: Upper Middle Class  EDUCATION LEVEL: College Graduate ETHNICITY: White & Native American (Penobscot and Passamaquody) SPOKEN LANGUAGES: English ACCENT: Non-Regional United States RELIGION: None

➜ PERSONALITY

FEARS: Boredom, Living a meaningless life MORAL ALIGNMENT: Neutral Good MYERS-BRIGGS TYPE: ESFP: The Entertainer TEMPERAMENT: Sanguine ENNEAGRAM: Type Seven: The Enthusiast HOGWARTS HOUSE: Gryffindor POSITIVE TRAITS: Creative, charming, extroverted, kind, curious, daring NEGATIVE TRAITS: Opinionated,  judgmental about people who refuse to believe in the supernatural, reckless, impulsive, blunt

➜ MISC.

ELEMENT: Fire ANIMAL: Chipmunk TROPES:

The Charmer

Wasn't That Fun?

Agent Mulder

Explain, Explain... Oh, Crap!

Occult Detective

Sir Swears-a-Lot

Nice Guy

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In-depth Character Sheet

Credit to Sir Ender at this writing forum. Reblog or repost. DO NOT remove credit. 

TAGGED BY: myself, bitch TAGGING: im just redoing this. here’s the comparison if you’re curious --- she’s changed a bit, actually! 

FULL NAME: Bonbon Rosalia Charbonneau MEANING: “Charcoal Chocolate”. Meant to refer to a nasty outside, but sweet inside. NICKNAME: Bon, Bonnie, BB, Bunny, Rosie, Rose. MEANING: She’s got way too many. AGE: 22. BIRTHDAY: December 5th. ASTROLOGICAL SIGN: Sagittarius. GENDER: Cis Female. ALLERGIES: None. SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Pansexual / Panromantic. THEME SONG(S): Pop Star ⭐ How Far I’ll Go ⭐ Jump Up, Super Star!

APPEARANCE HAIR COLOR: Pastel pink, bordering on white. HAIR STYLE AND LENGTH: Two lengthy tentacles trail down her back and near reach the ground, while a shorter pair rest down her shoulders. In the two baos atop her head are the back tentacles slightly bunned up to avoid contact with the ground. EYES COLOR: Lilac, with star-shaped pink pupils. HEIGHT: 4′1′‘ | 124.46 cm. WEIGHT: 69 lbs | 31.3 kg. OUTFIT/CLOTHING STYLE: Lolita, essentially. Really girly and proper. Flashy. Catch her alone, though, and you’d be lucky she’s even wearing anything. DISTINGUISHING MARKS(SCARS,MOLES): Bio-luminescent “freckles” all over her body. They have begun to take up a shape, mimicking the moon and stars. SELF CARE(MAKE UP): Lots. Usually winged eyeliner and scarlet eye-shadow. FIRST IMPRESSION ON PEOPLE: Elegant, kind-hearted, caring. SKIN COLOR: Dark brown. BODY TYPE/BUILD: Pear-shaped. Large thighs, strong, long legs, and slightly toned biceps. DEFAULT EXPRESSION: A soft, dreamy smile with sleepy half-lidded eyes. POSTURE: Hands before her thighs, entwined with one another. Upright and straight. PIERCINGS: A peculiar gold ring on her right ear. When flicked, it makes a sound... DESCRIBE THEIR VOICE: She has dropped the haughtiness she hailed two years ago. Much more soft-spoken, her words are gentle and warm. Her voice, now that she is no longer trying to hide her “weaker” self, is a lot more amicable. She still speaks with a particularly high vocabulary, but she no longer intentionally chooses words to make others feel foolish. Like rose petals floating on air, her manner of speaking is very breathy and delicate, but loud enough to at least be heard. Never will you find her raising her voice --- the difference is merely a harder sounding version of her, featuring her irritation, as opposed to a shrill shriek. (Voice Claim)

RELATIONSHIPS MOM: Céleste Charbonneau née Chen HOW WELL DO THEY GET ALONG: While she no longer harbors a fierce grudge against her mother for ruining her childhood ( which she did not, but also did not correct Bon ), they are still not as close. They do, definitely, however get along much better, and Bon is now working under her at the Nouveau Corporation. DAD: Clair Charbonneau HOW WELL DO THEY GET ALONG: She’s still a daddy’s girl --- no one has told her that, in reality, he is the absolute scum of the earth. Dustin’s trying. SIBLINGS: None. HOW WELL DO THEY GET ALONG: N/A. CHILDREN: None. HOW WELL DO THEY GET ALONG: N/A. PAST LOVER(S): [REDACTED] CURRENT LOVER: Dustin Lee REACTION TO MEETING SOMEONE NEW: There is a bit of sheepishness to her. Whereas she once quietly despised and looked down upon others, she has a tendency to be soft-spoken and inquisitive. One could say it’s a guarding mechanism, but she seems to warm up and open up quickly --- a requirement of an idol, she supposes.  ABILITY TO WORK WITH OTHERS: She’s still not particularly fond of working with others, mostly because she finds that the best way to get work done is to do it herself. Still, she’s ( no longer ) one to force someone out of their job --- she will simply attempt to do the work behind the scenes. LEAST FAVORITE TYPE OF PERSON: She no longer likes the kind of person she once was --- haughty, snobbish, and full of themselves. Even in jest. The only way that shit’ll slide with her is if she knows them personally, or it’s fiction. PARENTAL TYPE(PROTECTIVE,ETC): Her parents were both extremely overprotective of her, a trait she fails to displace when she has children. They were very lenient with her as well, besides the whole ruining her early life, making her more prone to gently guiding her children without imposing her will onto them.

PERSONALITY ...WHEN YOU FIRST MEET THEM: Gentle. Friendly. Apprehensive. ...AS YOU KNOW THEM BETTER(AND THEY LIKE YOU): Excitable. Bubbly. Childish. ...AS YOU KNOW THEM BETTER(AND THEY DISLIKE YOU): Silent. Skeptical. Petty. FAVORITE COLOR: Lilac. FAVORITE FOOD: Tea and cream-filled pastries! FAVORITE ANIMAL: Cats, spiders. FAVORITE ELEMENT: Air. LEAST FAVORITE COLOR: Grey. LEAST FAVORITE FOOD: Eggs. LEAST FAVORITE ANIMAL: Shark. HOBBIES: Singing, dancing, shopping, and video gaming. USUAL MOOD: Sleepy. Calm. DRINK/SMOKE/DRUGS: Nope. DARK VERSION OF SELF: Octospy verse. LIGHT VERSION OF SELF: Her. Right now. HOW SERIOUS ARE THEY: Not very. She has become a lot more lenient, and instead prefers to crack jokes ( which is, also, her nervous habit ). CLASS IN AN RPG: Cleric, Mage. BELIEVE IN GHOSTS: Yes. (IN)DEPENDENT: Independent. VULNERABILITY: Hearing problems. Mentions of war. Divulged secrets. OPINION ON SWEARING: She still seldom curses, but it’s not as gasp-inspiring anymore. DAREDEVIL VS CAUTIOUS: Cautious. MUSIC TYPE: She’s fond of so many genres, provided it’s not ear-shattering. She can find the best in all types of music. MOVIE TYPE: So bad, it’s good / Romance / Thriller. BOOK TYPE: Adventure / Mystery / Romance. COMFORTABLE TEMPERATURE: About 65 F. SLEEPING PATTERN: Sleeps about 8-10 hours a day. CLEANLINESS/NEATNESS: Obsessively neat. DESIRED PET: Either a tarantula or a kitten. HOW DO THEY PASS TIME: Sleeping, or reading books. BIGGEST SECRET: She worked at a few underground night clubs specifically created to ogle the bodies of those hired. Make ends meet, y’know? HERO/WHO THEY LOOK UP TO: @candykraken !! WHAT ANIMAL WOULD THEY BE: Cat FEARS: Silence, large bodies of water, loneliness. COMFORTS: Sensory objects, tactility, sleeping.

HOW DO THEY REACT TO… DANGER: She tries to push out irrational thoughts and stand her ground. This doesn’t always work. SOMEONE THEY HATE WHO HAS A CRUSH ON THEM: Ignoring. Lots of ignoring. She’d make it look like it was unintentional; and then let the crush continue to fester. PROPOSAL TO MARRY: Lighting up! Squealing! Storm of kisses! Lots of touching. God knows her voice is going to reach killer wail levels of painful pitch. DEATH OF LOVED ONE: Wailing, violence, shutting down as a whole. Non-stop aggression. DIFFICULT GAME/MATH/ETC: Continue trying, nonstop---literally. Someone’s gonna have to intervene. INJURY: Whine and whimper. She’s not good at handling pain, no matter how used to it she is. SOMETHING IRRESISTIBLY CUTE: Lip biting. Grabby hands. Lighting up, again. Bouncing on her heels.

HISTORY BIOGRAPHY: [ CONTINUED FROM ORIGINAL ] 

Having overcome her self-inflicted duties of becoming a war-hero some day, Bonbon has dropped from the draft to, instead, put her dreams and aspirations on the front lines. With assistance and desperation, the girl is hired to start doing small performances when she’s twenty. Nothing means more to her than this.

Even her own dignity. As her agent comes to realize that she’s willing to do anything to achieve her goals, he quickly turns, being bitter that he himself is not in the spotlight as he once was. Setting her up with jobs that have a high chance of ruining her career, she manages to skate by unscathed --- much to his chagrin.

When Dustin enlists in her crew, he is even less enthused with how much attention the newcomer brings. Spiteful, her agent temporarily pulls him from the show, causing an uproar from the blossoming pop star and her fans. Their insistence brings him back --- but it breaks the final chord for the agent, who takes it out on Bon in private.

This assault, intended to kill, results in his death.

While court has settled that she never once touched him, and only harbors self-defense wounds, Bonbon herself remains dismayed. She’s... pretty sure she killed him. She did it --- and used the Killer Wail to do it. Traumatized, but not willing to admit it, her voice rarely rises to the point of her screams ( or any other such pitch ) again.

FIRST APPEARANCE: A mysterious, minuscule pinkling took a tournament by storm without even giving a word as to her age, rank, or background... and donated the proceeds to charity?

KNOWLEDGE LANGUAGES: Inkling, Sign Language, Human French, Written Octarian, Hylian. SCHOOLING LEVEL: College graduate. FAVORITE SUBJECT (S): Linguistics and Theatre. INTERESTED CAREERS: An idol in song and dance --- which she is, now! EXPERTISE: Theatre, Song and Dance. CHEMISTRY: B MATH: A LANGUAGE: A+ GEOGRAPHY: B POLITICS/LAW: B- COOKING: D MECHANICS: C BOTANY (FLOWERS): A+ MYTHOLOGY: A DRAMATICS(ACTING,SINGING): A+++

READING LEVEL: College graduate. HOW GOOD ARE THEY AT PLANNING AHEAD: Always have a plan!

ROMANCE . DO THEY TAKE INITIATIVE: Definitely. She’s very needy and you’ll know it immediately. HOW DO THEY ACT(SHY,ETC): While very avoidant when crushing, she’s super clingy and affectionate when dating. GENTLEMAN/LADYLIKE VS KLUTZY: Ladylike with a dash of klutzy. She shows her real side if she really trusts her partner, so they have to deal with a near 180 of the persona she shows on a daily basis. GO SLOW VS JUMP INTO: Jump into! She puts all her apples in one basket. PROTECTIVE: Extremely. She’s very feral and primitive at times. ACT LIKE FRIENDS OR LOVERS: Her lover has to be her best friend. WHAT KIND OF PRESENTS DO THEY BUY: She actively stalks her partner’s wishlists or things they see as they cruise around together, and has them anonymously delivered, as it she wasn’t obvious. If she hasn’t a clue, she’ll start sending dorky things she thinks are nice to try to gauge their interest. TYPE OF KISSER: She steals small kisses, before elongating them with lots of lip tugging. Definitely fond of it. The type to really get into it. DO THEY WANT KIDS: Not really, but can be easily persuaded. DO THEY WANT TO MARRY: Yes. MAKE GOOD OR BAD DECISIONS: She makes better decisions, thinking in respect of both herself and her partner. ARE THEY ROMANTIC: Yes, albeit cheesy and dorky deep down... HOW ARE THEY IN BED: She’s extremely affectionate, and prefers to be intimate with her partner for the long run. GET JEALOUS EASY: She no longer experiences the same anxiety she once did in relationships, and opts to trust her partner whole-heartedly. WIFE/HUBBY BEATER: No. MARRY FOR MONEY: click this. FAVORITE SEX POSITION: [REDACTED] WHAT WOULD HAPPEN ON THEIR DREAM DATE: A nice long exploration through untraveled territory---just the two of them. Lots of hand-holding, kisses, and cuddles. Good food would definitely seal the deal as the best date ever. OPINION ON SEX: She’s fucking thirsty.

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Emily Character Biography

One of my most fleshed out edgy style characters. OOF BUT I LOVE HER, 

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GENERAL

Name: Only known as Emily.

Nickname(s) or Alias: Lily, Em… or well, by her friends. Which are some spirits living where she does.

Gender: Female

Species: inhuman

Age: 19 - 20

Birthday: February 22

Star Sign: Pisces

Sexuality: Pansexual

Nationality: Irish

Religion: Wiccan.

Symbols that represent them:  Moon ( All Phases), Keys, Eyes, Snakes, Stars.

Tarot Card to represent them: The Moon, or The Star.  

Currently lives: An abandoned castle, which she is turning into a home. Occupation: The Local Witch ™,  collecting animal bones, collecting Shiny Things™ and renovating the castle. cryptid huntings and ghost hunting. Languages spoken: Irish, latin, and english Native language: Irish

APPEARANCE

Height: 5'5

Weight: 120

Figure/build:  Pretty skinny, but also fit. She isn’t a stick, dude.

Hair colour: White, darker near the base.  not like black, but in shades of grey.

Hairstyle:  long Ponytail

Hair Length:   Without the ponytail? Pretty long,  near the lower back. some hair tucked behind the ears, but a few fringes stick out slightly.

Eye colour(s): Silver, like the eyes of a cat, they reflect light, and glow a silvery white color. She is not human, so her eyes are able to do this.

Amount: Three, the main pair, and one on the forehead. Skin/fur/etc colour:  A pretty pale color, mostly because she doesn’t get much sun ( she should, that gets you sick. trust me, i know) and because she is irish, and they tend to have paler skin tones.,

Birthmarks: on the back of her neck, a long dark mark,  that looks like a raindrop. Tattoos:  Sigils, small ones down her arms. A snake tattoo on her back. Piercings:  earrings.  gold, black and silver with a blue stone.  in the center.

Scars/distinguishing marks:   on her neck, a thin scar.  some smaller ones on her fingers. The right hand’s fingers are a bit burnt, but those are old and fading, and its only certain parts of the hand. practice fire safety and handle knives correctly

Preferred style of clothing:    blacks,  silvers, gold, greys, some yellow and blues. a witchy clothing style,  you could consider it gothic.  she’s edgy and she likes to go all out with her clothes often. dramatic and wearing formal shit because why not.  If you need something she she wears a lot, then

Normal Outfit - A black longsleeved shirt with eyes on the sleeves, a crescent moon in silver on the back, glittery. grey pants, black shoes. maybe boots. oh, and black gloves with the hem of them being lacey. She wears it on her right hand, due to the fading burns. Maybe a hat, if she doesn’t have a ponytail. Maybe also a bag, probably in black and gold. maybe a satchel bag of sorts in black with gold designs on it.  Probably has her witchy stuff in it. She doesn’t go places without them.  

Formal Outfit - A black dress past the waist a little bit, the sleeves are black lace, with flower designs on them. flowers painted on the skirt part of the dress, and the hem is gold, and glittery.  black knee high socks because full leggings are uncomfy,   black and gold shoes.  A necklace with a human skull charm on it, along with a gold pentagram. Underneath, a long, beautiful silver key held by a leather cord.  hidden by clothes usually. “

Another outfit she wears a Lot is the one in the picture. I don’t wanna go through describing it when its right there at the top. She’s got a witchy, elegant and gothic type of style.

Frequently worn jewelry/accessories: A necklace with some charms on it, the main one being that of a mini human skull, a pentagram, and a snake.  A leather cord, long, which holds a beautiful silver key. hidden by clothes

She’s also got a little wand,  tipped in a clear crystal quartz point. halfway wrapped around it is a gold wire.  beneath the crystal, the wand itself is black,  with gold wiring wrapped around it, until right before the crystal, golden wing decorations, around another blue crystal in between them, and from there the wiring crawls down to the end of the wand, where another clear quartz is, in a orb shape.

Weaponry -  Daggers, small knives to throw. Bow and arrow, maybe. She has a gun, too. But she doesn’t like to use it.  She keeps the dagger in  the bag she carries around. probably swords too.  who fucking knows.

ABOUT

Smoker? -  Sometimes. Drinker? - Not really. Alignment - Neutral good Talents:  She is a very talented artist, and bone carver. Making jewlery is also a strong suit.  witchcraft. thats all i gotta say. just.  witchcraft

Abilities: Levitation of objects.  that’s all she’s got.  do you count psychic abilities in this too? then, that too I guess.

Fields of Interest - Witchcraft, myths and legends of different cultures

Pet / Spirit animal / Familiar:  More of a familiar, than a pet.   A very large, and long white snake, with a black marking upon its head that looks like a half - moon.  It has grown up with her, and isn’t a typical snake. Its much bigger,  and longer than a normal one can be. It has certain abilities as well. Depending on its energy levels, it can become invisible, or change its size.  It is very calculating, and analytic. Suspicious of new people, very defensive,  but calm and laid back.

Personality

Emily is rather reserved, and quiet. Especially around new people.  But, she is a very kind and sweet girl. Loving, but she is not very trusting. She is rather anxious, but usually, she is a bright and happy girl.  She likes dark things but she sure isn’t dark. Not at all. Well, in that sense at least, lmao. She has a morbid sense of humor,  and is attracted to death related witchcraft.   She likes shiny things, and collects them. Because why not?????  Crystals, jewelry…All that. Especially crystals!  I’ve repeated that a lot here but its for the emphasis. She also likes to MAKE jewelry too!

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In-depth Character Sheet

Credit to Sir Ender at this writing forum.

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TAGGING: everyone. if i had to write all this then so do you, god damnit.

FULL NAME: Muffet MEANING: From the nursery rhyme Little Miss Muffet. NICKNAME: Mumu. MEANING: It’s just the first two letters of her name repeated. AGE: The monster equivalent of mid-20s. BIRTHDAY: TBA ASTROLOGICAL SIGN: TBA GENDER: Female ALLERGIES: None, unless Determination counts SEXUAL PREFERENCE: She’s gay as fuck. All girls all the time. THEME SONG(S): Spider Dance

APPEARANCE HAIR COLOR: Dark blue, almost black. HAIR STYLE AND LENGTH: About down to her shoulders, with two pig tails! I’m not sure what you’d call the style? EYES COLOR: Her eyes are just black. No pupils. Cute-creepy. HEIGHT: 6′5″ (195cm) WEIGHT: Uh... I don’t know. She’s light though. OUTFIT/CLOTHING STYLE: Best I can describe it is gothic lolita. DISTINGUISHING MARKS(SCARS,MOLES): She’s got a scar across her left shoulder, like where the collarbone is. SELF CARE(MAKE UP): She’s cute enough without it! FIRST IMPRESSION ON PEOPLE: "What the fuck is that a fucking spider?” SKIN COLOR: Purple/lavender! BODY TYPE/BUILD: Uh, very lean. DEFAULT EXPRESSION: A smile upon her face, her eyes almost unperceptibly scanning in every direction. POSTURE: Standing upright and proper, hands folded in front of her or behind her back. PIERCINGS: None. DESCRIBE THEIR VOICE: High and very sing-songy, practically everything she says has some sort of lilt to her tone. Also a French accent.

RELATIONSHIPS MOM: Gone, as spiders do. HOW WELL DO THEY GET ALONG: They’ve never really met! DAD: Eaten by her mom! As spiders do. HOW WELL DO THEY GET ALONG: RIP SIBLINGS: Many, but they are also gone. Spiders aren’t very familial. HOW WELL DO THEY GET ALONG: Not at all. CHILDREN: N/A HOW WELL DO THEY GET ALONG: N/A PAST LOVER(S): Someone I retconned bc their mun was a piece of shit who ghosted me. Get fucked honestly. CURRENT LOVER: The one and only Nami! REACTION TO MEETING SOMEONE NEW: Bright and cheery, always a pleasure to meet a new face. Curious about them, but not wanting to ask too much. ABILITY TO WORK WITH OTHERS: She can work well with others, but sometimes she can be a bit of a perfectionist if working on something she considers to be “her thing.” LEAST FAVORITE TYPE OF PERSON: Those without compassion, or empathy. Cold people. As in like, emotionally cold, not temperature-wise. PARENTAL TYPE(PROTECTIVE,ETC): A very laid-back, “do what you want but don’t get hurt” kind of parent but will jump at the need to protect their child if they needed it. Not that she plans on having children.

PERSONALITY ..WHEN YOU FIRST MEET THEM: This tall-ass bug wants to sell you stuff. Her voice might be grating. ..AS YOU KNOW THEM BETTER(AND THEY LIKE YOU): Always trying to offer a positive, “look on the bright side!” attitude, very kind and appreciative. Very curious and will ask you a lot more about yourself. ..AS YOU KNOW THEM BETTER(AND THEY DISLIKE YOU): Very cold and curt, a lot of sarcastic, bitter remarks both to and about you. Wouldn’t hesitate to hurt you if need be. FAVORITE COLOR: Purple! FAVORITE FOOD: Spider donuts!!! FAVORITE ANIMAL: ... Do spiders count? FAVORITE ELEMENT: Earth. LEAST FAVORITE COLOR: Green. But like, neon green. LEAST FAVORITE FOOD: Anything without any sort of taste to it. LEAST FAVORITE ANIMAL: Ant-eater. HOBBIES: Baking (though it’s a profession, now), sewing. Reading! USUAL MOOD: Peppy. DRINK/SMOKE/DRUGS: Drinks wines and ciders on occasion, but never enough to really get drunk. DARK VERSION OF SELF: I don’t know what this means. LIGHT VERSION OF SELF: Same as above. HOW SERIOUS ARE THEY: Not very, unless she needs to be or if the other person (assuming she likes them) doesn’t react well to a non-serious attitude. CLASS IN AN RPG: Assassin~ BELIEVE IN GHOSTS: Undoubtedly! Her best friend was a ghost. (IN)DEPENDENT: Very independent. VULNERABILITY: She’s insecure about her powers and her strength. She’s not confident she’d win in a close range fight. OPINION ON SWEARING: She would never swear in public (where someone could overhear) but when she’s with close friends, she does swear. Not a lot, but it’s not uncommon either. DAREDEVIL VS CAUTIOUS: Somewhere in the middle ground. MUSIC TYPE: Classical, swing/electroswing. MOVIE TYPE: So-bad-it’s-good, cheesy romance (if watching with Nami), crime/mystery. BOOK TYPE: Any and all. COMFORTABLE TEMPERATURE: Mid-70s, Fahrenheit. SLEEPING PATTERN: If it weren’t for the fact that businesses mostly needed to operate during the day, she’d sleep most of the day away and wake up in the late afternoon. Then go back to bed very late at night. But since she has to work, she keeps a “normal” sleep pattern. CLEANLINESS/NEATNESS: Very clean, very organized. DESIRED PET: Her pet muffin spider, Muffen, is the best pet she can ask for. As well as every spider she can get her hands on. HOW DO THEY PASS TIME: Baking. There are always sweets in her house. Spending time with Nami, if she’s free. BIGGEST SECRET: Her insecurities/anxiety. HERO/WHO THEY LOOK UP TO: Formerly Korra. WHAT ANIMAL WOULD THEY BE: Assuming she can’t choose spider... a ferret. They’re cute! FEARS: Water, abandonment, infamy. COMFORTS: Baked goods, a soft blanket, Nami’s embrace.

HOW DO THEY REACT TO… DANGER: If it’s danger she thinks she can take on from a safe distance, steeled confidence but with caution. If she feels it’s too much danger... fear. Hesitance. Possibly panicking. SOMEONE THEY HATE WHO HAS A CRUSH ON THEM: Hell no, stay away from me at all times. PROPOSAL TO MARRY: "I- Wh.. I... Are you sure?!” DEATH OF LOVED ONE: Despair, blaming herself. She knows, in Hive City at least, they’ll come back, but it’s still painful to know that she failed them. DIFFICULT GAME/MATH/ETC: Determined to win/figure it out to the best of her ability, but if she’s unable, she shrugs it off and doesn’t worry about it. INJURY: Wave it off, hide the pain, pretend it’s nothing even if it’s a serious injury. She could be dying and insist it was fine, something just went a little bit wrong. At least, when she’s with someone else. If she’s alone, and it’s an injury more serious than, say, accidentally cutting yourself with a knife (like one sustained in a fight) it brings up a whole lotta bad thoughts related to her thinking herself weak and her powers not enough. SOMETHING IRRESISTIBLY CUTE:

HISTORY BIOGRAPHY: Muffet was born in the Underground, as most monsters were, and lived in Hotland (albeit in the cooler areas). That’s where she made her little web home and her little spider friends. With no family and no real desire to make friends (or even really know how to), she took up baking to sell treats to make money instead. Her treats were very popular (in part due to how gosh darn cute the saleswoman was!). She met Napstablook eventually, as she was a big fan of his music. He even made a song for her, and she loved it. Perhaps the friendship was a bit one-sided, as Napstablook isn’t usually the most chipper or social of monsters, but they were definitely friends nevertheless. She at some point heard about the spiders trapped in the Ruins, and it nearly broke her heart—er, SOUL. Determined to help them, she put her baking skills to better use, selling a wider variety of treats than before and using all the money she raised to help fund the spider’s rescue from the ruins. A couple large purchases here and there, and a human passing through from the Ruins too, helped make it a reality. She was able to successfully get the spiders safe passage from the Ruins (and then some!) before being whisked away to Hive City. FIRST APPEARANCE: In Hotland, in a web-filled corridor.

KNOWLEDGE LANGUAGES: Common, spider. SCHOOLING LEVEL: There’s not really any schooling in the Underground, so N/A. FAVORITE SUBJECT (S): If we’re talking typical education subjects, then astronomy. INTERESTED CAREERS: I mean... she’s already a professional pastry chef. EXPERTISE: All things dessert-like and sweet, spider knowledge, and seamstressing. CHEMISTRY: What’s a chemistry MATH: She knows finance and that’s good enough. LANGUAGE: She’s a very eloquent speaker, until she’s put in front of a crowd. GEOGRAPHY: She knows the Underground like the back of her hand, and she knows enough of Hive City memorized to get around quickly and utilize some shortcuts here and there. POLITICS/LAW: She just knows she didn’t like Asgore’s rule, or Asgore himself. COOKING: Baking is one thing, cooking another. She’s a good enough cook to get by, but don’t expect anything fancy. MECHANICS: /shrug BOTANY (FLOWERS): She’s only really familiar with echo flowers, else she just recognizes a handful throughout the city in parks and such. Mostly she just recognizes them as a pretty view, though her favourite are spider lillies. MYTHOLOGY: The only things she knows is Underground legends and myths and such. Mythology isn’t a subject that comes up often between her and her friends. DRAMATICS(ACTING,SINGING): She’s not really an actor, though she’s never tried. She’s great at putting on a saleswoman persona, though is it really a persona if it’s how she acts for half of her waking hours? As for singing, she’s a nice voice, but doesn’t really care to sing. She won’t shatter your eardrums, but she’s just so-so.

READING LEVEL: High. She’s read all of the books in the Snowdin library, and before she opened her bakery, she spent a lot of her free time in Hive City reading random books too. HOW GOOD ARE THEY AT PLANNING AHEAD: She plans ahead one to two weeks at a time. She likes to know when things are going to happen and where she has to be so she isn’t taken by surprise or so that things don’t come up unexpectedly. If plans do change, she can still very easily shift around her schedule to accommodate for it.

ROMANCE . DO THEY TAKE INITIATIVE: She’ll flirt first but if you flirt back she melts inside. HOW DO THEY ACT(SHY,ETC): She actually gets more shy the closer she is to the person she wants romance with. GENTLEMAN/LADYLIKE VS KLUTZY: Very ladylike... until in the comfort of her own home. There, she’s still ladylike, but not so severely. GO SLOW VS JUMP INTO: Slow is nice. PROTECTIVE: "I understand that you’re strong and very capable of protecting yourself. That said, if anyone tries to lay a finger on you I will kill them and kill them again when they come back to life.” ACT LIKE FRIENDS OR LOVERS: She’s very lovey-dovey with her partner a lot of the time. WHAT KIND OF PRESENTS DO THEY BUY: She doesn’t usually buy gifts. She likes to make handmade gifts, usually things with memories attached or some other sort of sentimental value. But jewelry is nice, too, to both buy and receive. TYPE OF KISSER: She’s a great kisser. Mind the fangs, she’s venomous. DO THEY WANT KIDS: Nope. DO THEY WANT TO MARRY: She’s not sure if she’s ready for that. MAKE GOOD OR BAD DECISIONS: Good decisions! She hopes. She worries they aren’t enough sometimes. ARE THEY ROMANTIC: She tries to be. Romance is new to her, so she might go a little overboard in trying to be the cute romantic partner she thinks Nami wants her to be. HOW ARE THEY IN BED: Up until like, four months ago she’d never done anything sexual at all, but she’s a quick learner, we’ll say. GET JEALOUS EASY: Nah. She knows her partner will still love her, and she trusts her. WIFE/HUBBY BEATER: Fuck no? MARRY FOR MONEY: She already has it. Either way, still a solid “Hell no” on that one. FAVORITE SEX POSITION: She’ll tell you when you’re older. WHAT WOULD HAPPEN ON THEIR DREAM DATE: They go somewhere dark and alone, where they can be themselves and talk and laugh and play as loud as they want with no one telling them when the place closes or to quiet down. They walk for a while, just generally enjoying each other’s presence. Then they go home to relax together, enjoy a meal, and gush over each other. Then they sleep cuddling each other. An all day package. OPINION ON SEX: It’s nice yeah.