nightmarecaused

[nightmarecaused]

to whomever sent me that anon, let me know which muse you were referring to.

[nightmarecaused]

“And after finding this out you’re like... so calm about it. I know you had time to process that I’m a ghost but even I’m still trying to adjust to this.” Reggie spoke, eyes full of curiosity as the white bedsheet which was once over his head, rested draped over his shoulders. “I’m just not used to someone nonchalantly greeting me while I was trying to be a totally scary.” 

@nightmarecaused hummed: wait, how do you know about that - reggie

“Okay- I think you lost me. How do I know about what? You being a ghost, not a hologram? Thank Julie- and your CD.” Ashton held the case for the old demo. “Seeing you guys appear outta nowhere? You’re not on stage, now. Julie explained a little… google told me some more about you guys.”

[nightmarecaused]

“ What do you do when your foundation falls apart? I don’t know. They teach you that in school. ”

this is an independent and selective roleplay account for atticus vorhees (original character intended for the stranger things and horror verse), bart simpson, “reefer” rick lipton, reggie peters, and stu macher cherished by sixx. if you have any questions or would like to plot then please don’t be scared to message me. RULES | ATTICUS’S BIO | BART’S BIO | REEFER RICK’S BIO | REGGIE’S BIO | STU’s BIO

[nightmarecaused]

✯ ━ BIOGRAPHY;

his biography still needs to be finished at some point, but my brain isn’t working at the moment. he is a canon character though so if you are interested in finding out about him check that out.

[nightmarecaused]

✯ ━ BIOGRAPHY;

Bart is considerably a prankster at Springfield, and his pranks are often elaborately complex, but can lead to unfortunate consequences. Bart's overall intelligence, like his mother’s, has been shown to fluctuate slightly. It has been shown anywhere from being just above his father's level, to being just below, or (on the rare occasion that he shows interest or is willing to pay attention) exceeding that of his sister. Despite his behavior, Bart is also extremely good at science, art and even sports like skateboarding. His actions and speech frequently show considerable mental agility, street-smarts, and understanding. Bart has ADHD. This has been exaggerated to the point he is willing to do Algebra, so long as it is a distraction from his actual homework.On the other hand, Bart often seems to have trouble understanding even the simplest concepts, such as the word "irony," what the equator is and that the logo on his globe ("Rand McNally") is not actually a country. It was also once implied that his mischievous behavior may have been a result of Marge accidentally ingesting a droplet of champagne while pregnant with him. Labeled as an underachiever by authority figures, Bart rides an academic roller coaster, his grades, running the Loop-the-Loop from "F" to "D-" and back again. But he can be ingenious when the chips are down—as long as his ingenuity is not applied to anything school-related. He once learned portions of the Talmud to help reunite his idol, Krusty the Clown, with his father, Rabbi Hyman Krustofsky. Once, after unleashing a surf wave across the school, Bart was given an experimental drug for attention deficit disorder called Focusyn. Focusing his energy allowed Bart's intellectual potential to reach its maximum, even to the point where he was capable of tutoring a fellow student. Unfortunately, the drug also drove him paranoid as a side effect, which Marge and Homer became concerned by and took him off of it. Bart also displayed the ability to learn very quickly when he so desired, or in some cases subconsciously. His pranks can range from being relatively harmless to very cruel/destructive. He was also frequently a delinquent, getting into all sorts of trouble. It is implied that his exceptionally mischievous behavior had its roots from when Marge accidentally ingested a drop of champagne (caused by then-Mayor Quimby breaking a champagne bottle on the newly christened battleship, the U.S.S. Float-and-shoot) while still pregnant with Bart, as well as out of some deep-down rage for being told that he'll be a failure. However, he has put limits on the trouble he can cause; he won't lower himself as to stealing or putting anyone into any actual harm. Although he gets into trouble and is sometimes shallow and selfish, Bart also exhibits many qualities of high integrity. He has on a few occasions, helped the love life of his school principal and his teacher, despite the fact he often terrorizes them, and he often befriends lesser-known kids like Milhouse. One example of his quasi-sense of honor is when Bart stood up for someone at the cost of peer popularity with the bullies. While Lisa is a vegetarian, Bart is the real animal lover in the family. He becomes extremely attached to animals that fall under his care and will, most of the time, save animals that he fells will be hurt or else will go to great lengths to protect them. Some of Bart's favorite pets include: his dog (and best friend) named Santa's Little Helper, a snake named Strangles, an elephant named Stampy, a racehorse named Duncan, a nest of bird-eating lizards named Chirpy Boy and Bart Junior, Santa's Little Helper's greyhound puppies and a cow named Lou, which he saved from going to the slaughterhouse.

[nightmarecaused]

THE RULES

I will start this off by saying that my name is Sixx and I am twenty-seven years old. Aside from writing on here you might have caught me on Twitter also, but I am trying to get away from all that horrid drama that surrounds the place. Feel free to message me any time if you would like to set something up! I cannot guarantee that things will start off right away, but we can start setting things up at any time.

My writing style is literate to semi-literate. I like to write in semi to multiple paragraphs, and I do expect that my writing partner gives me the same in return. The only style of writing I will not do is one-liners because I need a little bit more to work with. This is also a multiverse and multi-ship account. I will only write ships with anyone who is 18+.

I do have a Discord which I am willing to give out if we hit it off, otherwise if we are first interacting then I prefer to keep talking in the direct messages.  

If you’re playing an original character, then I ask that you give me information about them. I feel the most confident in my ability to write with original characters when I know stuff about them from their personality, backstory, interests, anything. I also ask that you please inform me if there are any canon changes if you play a canon character.

Please use brackets or some other notion to let me know if you are talking out of character so I do not get confused.

Another thing I should bring up is do not control my character! You do not know how they are thinking or feeling. I would also like to note no out of character drama neither. Another thing I should mention is do not make any transphobic, sexiest, racist, or homophobic. That is the quickest way of getting on my bad side.

[nightmarecaused]

✯ ━ BIOGRAPHY;

Due to being a fallen angel, Lucifer lacked human DNA and required two vessels to conceive a child, which is the reason he decided to have a little fun by using a nun as his conduit, possessing her body to manipulate for his own purposes; this created a dissociative alert-ego/split personality in Mary-Ann through with Lucifer could exert control over her behavior and actions, which in result is how he had ended up with twins all while talks of how a priest and a nun ended up having sex in church became the juiciest gossip around the town. After successfully carrying the twins for ten months, she was met with violent and agonizing nativity that would only ensure the twins successful emergence upon the world as she knocks out from the pain. When she finally gained concuiousness though, she was met with devistating news that Atticus passed away, but what really happened is during that time limit Lucifer’s right hand man possessed one of the nurses in order to kidnap Atticus and leave him on Donna Vorhee’s front porch which was ordered by Lucifer himself. This was to throw the other demons and angels off of their trail as a way to keep them safe. However, the woman that was chosen to raise Atticus as her own wasn’t exactly the wisest choice. She didn’t like being a mother. She blamed getting pregnant with her daughter, Matilda, as the sole reason why she isn’t currently a trophy wife and is forced to live in a trailer park. She doesn’t believe that the rich guy she was dating would have taken off if none of this happened, but in truth he was always going to leave her no matter if she’d planned purposely getting pregnant with his child or not. There is also a side of her that does in fact care for her children, but is frequently cruel and even neglectful to them.

Contrary to the Bible’s proclamation that he would be the “essence of evil,” however, Atticus can’t exactly devoid himself entirely of humanity until the day that he pass away, which is when his powers will be at their strongest due to Atticus being the master of dreams. While Lucifer controls all of hell, Atticus controls the dream world. Anything that he does in these dreams are also happening in real life (just like Freddy Krueger.) Of course though, when he was younger that was unknown, he hadn’t been aware of the fact that he could do such a thing. While he was still clueless of these abilities, Atticus would have moments where he could actually see his dream demon form right behind his therapist he’d talk to about the reoccuring “dreams.” Those reoccuring “dreams” of his never really did go away, and it’d only got worse after one hard day at work when coworkers were being really mean to him that he retaliated by killing them in dream world, which in turn killed them in real life too. After overhearing news about this bizarre case happened, Doctor Brenner became intrigued in the case since he didn’t believe it was just some coincidence. It’d taken years, but eventually, Brenner found out it was all connected to Atticus and chosen to bring him in to do examinations on him. Unlike the other test subjects that he has, Brenner hadn’t technically done any test experiments on Atticus, but he did do lots of personal research whenever Atticus escaped into the dream world. At first Atticus was low-key not the biggest fan of Brenner due to Henry putting thoughts in his head, but he does eventually warm up to him.

[nightmarecaused]

✯ ━ BIOGRAPHY;

Growing up, Stu has never known what it’s like to have a sense of normalcy. While most children were spending time with their parents after school, Stu was stuck trying to piece together why his parents would leave in the first place. Stu had felt a gaping hole inside of his heart due to his parents having to always pack up their belongings and leave without so much as a warning beforehand or a chance to ask how long they’ll be gone for this time. He grew up as a trust fund baby, but got very little attention from either of his parents when they were home. The sole person who would try to be there for any important moment in his life was his older sister, Leslie. Due to them going through the same situation, they had a close relationship with each other. Of course at some point even she eventually left. What with Leslie getting a scholarship to a prestigious college in New York, Stu became surrounded by silence even more frequently than what he was used to. However, he was the one who convinced her to take the opportunity while it was there, knowing it could help set her up for the future. But all the same, he had hard times because of it. Communication would take place through long distant calls for a length of time before Leslie would come home for the holidays. The visits never lasted long enough for Stu who got so used to saying goodbye and not getting attached to the idea that time would ever be on their side. Everything came down to a schedule, being in the right place at the right time in order for things to function.

[nightmarecaused]

✯ ━  FAMILY DYNAMIC;

Family is a concept that is almost lost on Rick. Born into a life of drug abuse and neglect, chaos was already ingrained in his household before he was old enough to recall the early years of his childhood. Rick’s life was a mixture of unpaid bills and shifting homes, his parents never staying in one place for too long. He didn’t understand why they couldn’t be like other families he knew of, able to hold down jobs and create an established life in one setting. From an early on, he knew what liquor was and was aware that it was his father’s penchant, beer and bottles of more expensive liquor were found in most corners of their cabinets. While his father would drink his problems away, his mother took to drugs to escape reality, making the pair of them the least responsible individuals to be looking after a child. Because he was so young, Rick didn’t understand the full scope of the situation. Bizarre mood swings on both of their parts and heated arguments were the norm, and even if he couldn’t bear to watch his parents being so violent towards one another, it was the only life he was used to. When Rick attempted to make friends at school, however short-lived they always ended up being, he always had to edit out pieces of his life. Secrecy was of utmost importance in the Lipton home. Whenever he was taken on car rides to remote locations behind stores or in the middle of nowhere, his mother or father would remind him that those trips stayed between the three of them. Loyal and trusting of them, Rick kept his lips zipped, even when the conditions at home began to deteriorate at a more rapid pace. There were times when his mother wouldn’t come back home for weeks at a time, leaving him and his father to their own devices in fending for themselves. Because neither of his parents had a steady employment, Rick was often left at home alone while his father searched for work, or did odd jobs to make ends meet. At ten years old, he knew for sure that other kids didn’t have to live this way. They never worried if they’d be evicted from their home within the month, or if their mother was dead or alive. The older he got, the more he understood that it wasn’t a healthy living situation for him, but felt powerless to change any of it.  

✯ ━ BIOGRAPHY;

It didn’t take long for Rick’s father to up and leave. Between his wife’s hefty reliance on drugs, and his own alcoholism parenthood simply didn’t factor into his personal aspirations. He disappeared one evening without warning, no note or phone call left in his wake, only empty dresser drawers that had once been full left out to show that he was ever there at all. From that point on, the minimal financial stability the Lipton’s had had was completely gone. Rick’s mother would hit up close friends and family members for Rick’s needs and her own indulgences. There were times that Rick’s mother would lash out, strung out to a violent degree, or endure a bout of withdrawal that made her temper flare. She truly wasn’t herself at those times, though Rick could just barely discern who his mother was underneath all of the drug abuse and reckless behavior. He could recall times when he was younger that his mother’s more gentle, loving side came out, her adoration for Rick shining through above all else. He would always reason that although his mother wasn’t perfect, she loved him to pieces, and that was enough for him. But as her state grew worse and worse, she began lashing out at him. A simple question would result in a slap to the face, or sometimes she would lock him in the bathroom for hours on end while she sought out a fix. It wasn’t long before teachers at his school began to take notice of the issues in Rick’s life, between his unpredictable attendance, to the marks they’d find on his arms and face. The boy would always blame it on a stumble down the stairs, or a particularly bumpy bike ride, but with repetition, eventually the faculty couldn’t ignore the indicators.  

There was a period of two and a half days in which Rick was locked in his bathroom by his mother, violently shoved inside despite his protests. Without any close neighbors, he was left on his own in the small space, without food or any of his other basic needs. He’d been left with a split lip and a sharp ache in his knees after trying to fend his mother off, which he instinctively made a move to cover up and heal as fast as possible. At times, he couldn’t help hoping that someone would figure out the kind of life he was living, so desperate to escape the terrifying environment. But at others, he viewed his mother as a victim of circumstance. She was an addict, but beneath that layer of her, the woman who had raised him was still there. But the monster she turned into all too often made it so Rick was afraid of her, constantly walking on eggshells in her presence. He could only imagine the kind of wrath he would face if someone ever put two and two together, and his mother caught hell for it. He held his tongue out of fear, regardless of how much he wished he’d been born into another life. On the second day of his lock-in, Rick had grown desperate to leave, his stomach growling in a painful degree. It was around five o'clock in the evening when he heard the front door open and his mother’s keys drop on the dining room table, relief flooding him. Finally, she would let him out, and Rick would just avoid her until the worst of her mood had passed. But he was left waiting, and waiting, and waiting until he realized his mother was not about to let him out at all. Banging on the door and begging to be let out, all his pleas were met with a harsh retort from her, or absolutely no reply at all as she tuned him out. It truly felt like hell, and without a way to escape on his own, Rick feared that no one would come to his rescue.  

Whether it was by some miracle or mere coincidence, Rick wasn’t sure, but a sharp banging at the front door sounded a couple of hours later. When it was met with silence, he would eventually hear a voice shouting through the thin walls, a man – Jim Hopper – announcing that they were police officers and had a warrant to search the home. He could only imagine that his mother was ducking behind the couch and attempting to make the house look empty, scared shitless as she realized she had been found out. However, to his surprise she had actually ran to the bathroom, finally letting Rick out of there before opening the door. She’d been placed in handcuffs as the police were going to take her into custody for child abuse and then put Rick in a foster home, but between hearing the loud cries of pleas coming from his mother along with finding all of that out, he’d managed to convince the police that everything was alright.   Once the police officers left the house and his mother granted him emancipation, Rick’s life changed for the better. Able to stay in one district for longer than a few months in a house with his older brother, he created real friends and managed to engross himself in some activities; among them were dungeons and dragons along with getting heavily involved with the punk rock subculture. He is a DIY promoter who books touring punk rock bands at a small run-down venue. But in this conservative town, while there are many teenagers who actively listen to rock music, they tend to routinely clash with the jocks. However, to make ends meet he also sells drugs with his brother.  

[nightmarecaused]

I should have left you in the self-pitying mess I found you in.