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THE WILD & WONDERFUL APPALACHIA WELCOMES... tallula 'tully' park kennedy as written by kit ( any ).

✱ affiliated with EAST ATLANTIC ARMY ✱ working as PRIVATE ( EAA ) ✱ has taken up residence in AFTERGLOW COMPOUND ✱ born on SEPTEMBER 24TH ( 31 ) ✱ identifying as CIS WOMAN ( SHE / HER ) ✱ known to be DAUNTLESS, RESPONSIBLE, ADVOCATE, CAREFUL, CARING ✱ also know to be CONFRONTATIONAL, IMPATIENT, NAGGING, PERFECTIONIST, DEVIOUS ✱ portrayed by IM JINAH / NANA

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

➥ found family: she lost all of her family and joined the east atlantic army program, it would be nice for her to have other people she’s gained in her time there. they do not need to be part of the army ➥ counter argument: people who the eaa has hurt, or even tully personally on orders from the eaa which are proof and reason for her to further question why she is continuing to help the east atlantic army.

DIGGING DEEPER.

like many in the academy, tallula grew up without parents though she felt like everyone seemed to know *something* about their family or how they ended up at the academy. tully didn’t know either of those things, in fact, she didn’t know a single thing about where or who she came from, nor how she ended up with the academy. but that also gave her strength over some of the others who knew what it felt like to have and lost. still it would've been nice to know where she came from. 

if you were to ask tully, growing up in the academy wasn’t bad. they didn’t treat her badly and truly the only time you got punished is when you deserved it. there were an extensive rules for any academy member and even more so for the army, it wasn’t hard to piss someone off that you shouldn’t. however, sometimes you get bored and tully fell victim to it now and then, especially with her partner in crime and all things devan. they met when they were both very young and have been inseparable ever since. 

she’s always had a want to stick up for those who need it most, being taken for granted many times herself and loving the opportunity to prove those who doubted her wrong time and time again. that was how her and devan first met, matching a scrappiness and moral code within each other. that want never changed, despite knowing why the people were weary when she went to go offer assistance in uniform. she found ways through orders she couldn’t quite get behind, reminding herself that it was for the greater good or finding ways to obey them without doing something she knew was wrong. she kept going because she was helping people more than she wasn’t and because it worried her to think of what would happen to devan if she left them, but also what would happen to her without devan with her. no, there was no hell too hot to keep her away from them. 

academics and reading began filling her time not spent on missions or adventures with mccahill. she enjoys living the stories of the past, imagining a future that they fix the mistakes made and live in peace. maybe far fetched, but there needed to be something hopeful to hold onto. mythology and looking at art pieces she would probably never see again, lost in the wars, became her favorite thing then debating it with anyone willing to. that hasn’t changed to this day, though there’s an added dream of escapism under it all, one she hates to bring up and more and more she’s paranoid that their wild toying the line will get her or devan in trouble they can’t come back from.

EXTRAS.

family / connections:

devan mccahill: best friend, secretly in love with

owen westfall: unit leader, like big brother

headcanons:

she’s has a habit of getting physical when she gets angry, something the academy taught her. not many arguments got solved with words, that has unfortunately needed to be something she keeps in mind while out of uniform. 

has been looking to find more information of where she comes from and is trying to look more into her tightly sealed files in the afterglow compound. hacking isn’t her strong suit.

keeps a detailed journal of her thoughts and log of missions she’s been on so she can not only get it out of her head but also keep record of her past since she never had much of a past before.

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mbti: istp zodiac: libra sun, sagittarius moon, scorpio rising

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RORY HUNTSMAN ( jacob elordi ) ・hell's gate card dealer ; shamrocks soldier ・penned by lys.

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THE WILD & WONDERFUL APPALACHIA WELCOMES... darach o'brien as written by len ( he / they ).

✱ affiliated with SHAMROCKS ✱ working as HITMAN / CARD SHARP AT HELL'S GATE ✱ has taken up residence in BURNINGTON ✱ born on JUNE 9 ( 34 ) ✱ identifying as CIS MAN ( HE / HIM ) ✱ known to be CHARISMATIC, ADROIT, CLEVER, ADAPTABLE, OBSERVANT ✱ also know to be DECEITFUL, MANIPULATIVE, SELFISH, EGOTISTICAL, SLY ✱ portrayed by DANE DEHAAN

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

➥ the liability : your muse saw something they shouldn’t have and dara knows it. maybe they’ve got a sharp enough eye to catch him stacking decks at the high rollers table at hell’s gate, or maybe they spotted a little sleight of hand over the drink of someone who just so happened to die the next day. dara calls it a coincidence, or perhaps a confusion on their part, but your muse knows better. the thing is, they don’t have any proof, and dara knows that too. he knows better than to leave loose ends, but like a cat, sometimes he enjoys playing with them first. he doesn’t really consider your muse a threat, but he enjoys watching them try to make something out of their accusations. really, he just likes the attention. who knows? maybe he should be more worried. he won’t be. ➥ the lie detector : if you were to ask him, pathological might be a bit of an exaggeration when it comes to dara’s affinity for bending the truth, but your muse begs to differ. they’ve always thought there was something suspicious about his stories and they’ve tried countless times to catch him in a lie — whether over something as casual as where he bought his breakfast or as significant as his whereabouts on the night of a suspected homicide, it doesn’t matter — and each time, dara is ready with details and alibis to corroborate his claims. he won’t lie — at least not about this — he enjoys the way your muse keeps him on his toes and challenges his improvisational skills and the swiftness of his wit. keep it up. maybe he’ll slip up eventually.

DIGGING DEEPER.

TW: VIOLENCE, MURDER ( IMPLIED )

to compare him to his older brothers, one might consider darach the runt of the o’brien litter ; though he’s always had strong role models to fashion himself after, maybe not in his father but in the form of finn and feary — two of the strongest men he has ever known, be it in mind, body, or spirit — dara himself has been scrawny from birth, small and lithe. he realized from a young age that he would never share in his brothers’ brawn, that he would have to rely on his brain instead to reap the same successes. but dara was a sponge, soaking up whatever information his siblings had to offer him — and even some they didn’t! he developed an unhealthy obsession with rules, those laid out by society, by family or by law, not so he could follow them but so that he might best figure out how to break or bend them to his advantage. he’s always been a bit of a materialist, after all, always fixating on the finer things and wanting for more, more, more than he has. but there was no silver spoon in his mouth when dara was dumped on the o’brien doorstep, and if he wanted something, he had to learn how to charm or con or thieve his way into getting it.

dara is skilled in more than a fair few ways ( most of which are frowned upon by the public eye ), but perhaps the most notable of which is his gift for gambling — the youngest o’brien can play a damn good game of poker. accredit it to his sharp eye and keen sense of observation, or perhaps his charisma and talent for diversion ( only half-honest, as the truth of the matter is that he’s a dirty cheat and damn good at it! ) but dara’s one of the best players on this side of the mountains — and beyond, if you were to ask him. in addition to keeping his own wallet lined, his penchant for winning helps protect his brother’s finances — there might be a lot of credits exchanging hands at hell’s gate, but finn o’brien takes no losses at the high rollers’ table. dara makes certain of that. his choice in occupation facilitates the hedonistic lifestyle he’s become well-known for ; when he’s not cutting decks or stacking cards, he’s busy indulging in all of the pleasures the lower levels of hell’s gate has to offer. lust, gluttony, envy — you name it, dara’s felt it. 

but it isn’t just his reputation at hell’s gate that allows dara to aid in the goals of his brothers — from the moment he could, dara was dipping his devious little hands into matters of the shamrocks. in spite of his stature, he became a hitman for the gang; rather than eliminate anybody through employment of brute force or elegant weaponry, a young dara found favor in the form of poison. was it a stroke of luck or fate that his baby sister, the youngest of the o’brien clan, had a knack for tinkering with chemicals and organic compounds that gave him a fully stocked repertoire of toxins for taking down targets? dara couldn’t say, but there’s no doubt that kitty’s creativity fuels him. a bit of an exhibitionist, he gets a special sort of thrill out of spiking drinks in public settings, oftentimes watching nearby as the effects of deadly but nearly undetectable compounds begin to manifest. he always leaves before the job’s done — he’s not a fool — but there’s something to be said for lingering just a little.

when finn elects to send dara to the republic of texas as a liaison of sorts for both the family and the business, addressing the communication between both clients and affiliates in the neighboring region, he accepts the responsibility with a casual, almost breezy sort of confidence. he’s not concerned. perhaps he should be — he’s always been a little too reckless for his own good, but he’s always been able to balance business and pleasure before. and maybe it’s the thrill of a new setting, of new people and new experiences and new things to want, but dara allows himself to get indulgent, careless. and it’s fine, it’s been half a year and nobody’s caught onto him and everything’s fine — until it isn’t. it feels like a sick taste of his own medicine, discovering there’s been a hit put out on him. the cruelest irony of it? dara doesn’t even realize there’s a hit taking place in the moment. he does not question the presence of a beautiful stranger in his room, pouring him a drink and asking to occupy a moment of his time. instead he leans into it, leans into them, and lets himself get carried away. mistakes are made. kiran isn’t meant to let him leave that hotel room alive. dara isn’t meant to fall in love with a tall, silver-tongued assassin with eyes dark as sin. funny how things happen.

the pair of them devise a plan to leave the republic of texas and head west — they’ll be on the run, but it doesn’t matter. if anything, that makes it all the more thrilling. they’re smart, adaptable and capable. and more than that, they’re together. dara can’t recall the last time he’s felt such a rush. it’s some real bonnie and clyde shit, too, the way they travel together, cheating and stealing and conning their way through the territories in a cherry red convertible. they make it all the way to the new california republic and spend the better part of a year taking it for everything it has to offer. after waiting long enough that they expect their trail has long gone cold, dara and kiran return to the republic of texas — only with the intent to pass through, of course, on their way back to the east atlantic. back to west virginia, dara’s home. trying to return at all is a mistake; dara does not realize how dedicated kiran’s employers were to their cause. they’re intercepted within twenty-four hours of crossing into texas territory, the pair of them — kiran for defecting and dara for… well, being dara. his list of transgressions against the republic of texas — and more specifically, the gambling rings and casinos within it — stands nearly as tall as he does. his only saving grace? a family name that holds weight, even this far out from burnington. his brothers are coming for him. 

the journey back to appalachia is both long and humbling. dara suspects that finn must’ve instructed feary to well and truly lay into him about the damage his reckless decisions have cost the family, both financially and professionally, but he would also venture a guess that feary’s taken the liberty of adding his own personal flair to the admonishments. there’s a stretch of nearly six hundred miles where the normally motor-mouthed young o’brien does not utter a single word, simply soaking in the shame. there are not many circumstances in which dara will admit he is at fault — through extreme bodily torture and under the stern gaze of his siblings are, perhaps, the only two that come to mind — and this time, he knows he’s done wrong. he makes the mistake of asking after kiran only once before being swiftly reminded that it is only him that they went to the republic of texas to retrieve. in truth, it would be foolish to expect any less, dara knows this. he does not ask again. don’t bite the hand that feeds — especially not when you’ve already pissed it off!

instead, he thrusts himself back into the world he knows, the one he is familiar with ; finn and feary keep him on a short leash, but he finds everything he needs to get by at hell’s gate, just like always. he drinks himself into oblivion each night, indulging in pills and potions and people to his aching, racing heart’s content. but it’s different now, isn’t it? each of it, all of it,  it feels less like a luxury than a necessity. he is no longer living to seek pleasure but instead to numb pain. to forget. dara knows that his responsibility is to his siblings, to the shamrocks, but his dreams are haunted by the same voice, the same touch every time he closes his eyes and he just can’t seem to shake it. he’s not sure how much longer he can take it, in truth, though he’s yet to figure out what the alternative might be.

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HEADCANONS —

dara has a fondness for very vintage technology — still has a functioning gramophone and a taste for music from the early- to mid-1900s, with a large selection of his collection of vinyl dating back almost two centuries. he still listens to them often, but he takes meticulous care to ensure they remain in pristine condition. 

he’s a pathological liar — he’ll lie for a damn good reason, but he’ll also lie for absolutely no reason at all other than to entertain himself. the only people capable of really getting the truth out of him are his siblings and kiran. if you’re not on the short list, it’d be wise to take his words with a grain of salt. or maybe several. 

MISCELLANEA —

LIKES : brass bands + the wind on an open highway + cloudless blue skies + sloe gin + toxicology

DISLIKES : criticism + straight whiskey + rumors ( that he hasn’t started ) + leashes + limitations

ZODIAC : gemini sun / aries moon / aquarius rising

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DARACH O'BRIEN ( dane dehaan ) ・card sharp, shamrocks hitman ・ penned by len.

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THE WILD & WONDERFUL APPALACHIA WELCOMES... scarlett hulley as written by mel ( any ).

✱ affiliated with JACKALS MC ✱ working as the PRESIDENT ✱ has taken up residence in BURNINGTON ✱ born on JANUARY 14TH ( 40 ) ✱ identifying as CIS WOMAN ( SHE / HER ) ✱ known to be INTELLIGENT, CONFIDENT, RESOURCEFUL, PERSUASIVE ✱ also know to be AGGRESSIVE, UNPREDICTABLE, SARCASTIC, DECEITFUL ✱ portrayed by LESLEY-ANN BRANDT

DIGGING DEEPER.

TW: emotional abuse, murder

scarlett was born and raised in devil's elbow -- the child of two high-ranking members in the east atlantic army. it was clear from the moment she was born that she had a fire within her that not even the military could put out, not for lack of trying.. and trying, and trying. she knew it was coming, however, that her parents would inevitably force him to follow in their footsteps, hints of her enlisting circulating weeks before she entered adulthood.

when she initially pledged her life to the jackals the very moment she turned eighteen — did most see it as a desperate ploy to flee the coop and get away from the suffocating clutches of dear old mom and dad? an idiot kid, unaware of the consequences? most certainly so. for a time, it was. and yet, she had observed many of the members from afar for ages now, since her early teens at the very least. something, deep down, had always felt aligned with them. the freedom in having no authority but themselves. she blossoms quickly — quickly losing the clean cut look she entered their doors with. but what they can’t ignore? how she shoots without blinking. how she isn’t phased by violence, nor criminal activity. in fact, it’s almost like she finally comes alive. feeds on it. the light behind her eyes would be alarming to the naked eye -- but she was home.

she quickly becomes the protégé of the president before her — something that she knew made her several enemies along the way. the kid's a machine. ruthless. no mercy. she felt the side-eyes as she rose in the ranks, not quite able to shake his lineage despite not just demanding respect. she learns quite quickly that he'll have to fight to get it off his back. like a lion protects its pride. not only only will she forever be forcing respect as a high-ranking member, but a woman in her position. it's a difficult thing, being a woman in power -- but she's always been strong enough. it certainly helps that she thinks very little about the opinions of men, or men at all.

while there were those who doubted her and still do, she was voted in following her predecessors retirement. even so, the question still remained: you could have had everything, and you chose this life? of course she would, over and over again. scarlett recognizes no other family but them, although not expressing it outright. she may be cutthroat, but within reason. fuck with her operations or her people -- and she won't stop until your dead. or perhaps, she'll be the demon chasing after you, as long as she lets you breathe.

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THE WILD & WONDERFUL APPALACHIA WELCOMES... camila garza as written by mel ( any ).

✱ affiliated with AFTERGLOW ✱ working as a DOCTOR ✱ has taken up residence in AFTERGLOW COMPOUND ✱ born on OCTOBER 27TH ( 35 ) ✱ identifying as CIS WOMAN ( SHE / HER ) ✱ known to be DEDICATED, LOYAL, COMPASSIONATE, OBSERVANT ✱ also know to be SECRETIVE, CYNICAL, PUSILLANIMOUS, NAIVE ✱ portrayed by EIZA GONZALEZ

DIGGING DEEPER.

TW: child abandonment, injury, parental death, implied ptsd

next to nothing is known about camila's birth parents. they just up and vanished - like the true tornados most people in town had known them to be. while it wasn't expressed outwardly, an adult cam believed the reason to be plain and simple: the mutation she was born with. born with patches of scales across her face and body, that abandonment caused her to subconsciously wear them as an insecurity (visual here). a woman by the name of belinda took cam beneath her wing, effectively becoming the only mother she had ever known. a member of a hidden survivalist compound just outside of devil's elbow's territory, this group effectively became the only family she had ever known.

each member had their place - and belinda's was medicine. she taught her daughter everything she knew. although her adoption was never formal, everyone was well aware she was belinda's girl. camila was smart enough to put the pieces together quickly, that she was not her mother's flesh and blood -- but quite frankly, never took interest in asking. she had all she needed to know. the compound had done well for themselves -- maybe not having much, but they had each other. that is, until tragedy overtook them -- camila still hears the sirens in her nightmares. they were attacked when she was fourteen, leaving her the only recorded survivor. the only mother she had ever known died in her arms.

camila knew better than to stay in one place -- thus, amongst her grief, she began to walk. she walked until her feet felt like they could have been ripped from her body. that is, until she was discovered and taken to civilization... and as she assumed, to safety. little did she know, she was in the hands of afterglow. they patched up her various, severe injuries -- offering a façade of safety. that everything would be okay. that they were the angels amidst a world full of devils.

ever since, she has been under their care. she never had a choice. her prowess as a medical professional was soon revealed upon her arrival -- and she was given the proper training to join their ranks. however, their protection came with a price. a test subject for a lengthy period of time, it only stopped when she became a doctor. although her position allows her to help some -- she also finds herself running tests on individuals just like her. and yet, the best she can do is bite her tounge if she wants to stay alive.

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CAMILA GARZA ( eiza gonzalez ) • afterglow doctor • penned by mel * filling feary's wc

SCARLETT HULLEY ( lesley-ann brandt ) • jackals president • penned by mel

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MAISIE O'HALLORAN is looking for their COURTER.

CHARACTER : maisie o'halloran CONNECTION TYPE : romantic  WC NAME : utp WC AGE RANGE : 25 - 30 POTENTIAL FCS : utp, with suggestions being quintessa swindell, ceara coveney, zion moreno, alaqua cox, keke palmer, khadija red thunder, simone ashley CONNECTION DETAILS : so in a lot of areas of their life, maisie is very boisterous, cocky, and fully prepared to charge into a situation with both fists if needed. there's just one area that they're so wildly inexperienced in that they don't even know how to approach it, and that's romantically and sexually. the idea of someone even remotely liking them doesn't really cross their mind as a possibility, so i'm looking for someone who can severely unbalance them in that, someone who'll be very unapologetic about it, someone who'll pursue them in some manner, someone who will make them have to confront that possibility. how this ultimately ends is up for debate, but i'm at least looking for a fun little journey. ANYTHING EXTRA :  message @insainted or ghostinthemachine (discord) if interested and to talk about possibilities!

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MALARIC MOTTI ( zach mcgowan ) • children of mothman listener • penned by lashae

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THE WILD & WONDERFUL APPALACHIA WELCOMES... malaric motti as written by lashae ( she / her ).

✱ affiliated with CHILDREN OF MOTHMAN ) ✱ working as the LISTENER ✱ has taken up residence in DEVIL'S ELBOW ✱ born on MAY 5TH ( 45 ) ✱ identifying as CIS MAN ( HE / HIM ) ✱ known to be CUNNING, OBSERVANT, DYNAMIC, INTELLIGENT, CHARISMATIC ✱ also know to be EGOTISTICAL, CONTROLLING, MANIPULATIVE, IMPULSIVE, SELF-SERVING ✱ portrayed by ZACH MCGOWAN

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

➥ The Birthright: coming to realize he was an unwanted orphan. He’s not significant. This would set him off. He’s killed for less.

DIGGING DEEPER.

TW: cult, murder, child abandonment

Malaric grew up in the cult, groomed to be the next listener by the last Listener. He was taught the ways of the Dread Father in the light of the Night Mother. His father was the thumb on the hand he grasped so tightly. He told Malaric the forest blood ran deep in him, born to the moon and the stars, carried to the ground in the arms of the dread father. In everyone’s mind, Malaric was revered and elevated by the rumors, carefully articulated to inspire an air of mystery and divinity that would draw others in like a moth to a flame.

He’s an orphan, in reality, a son who wasn’t wanted, left to cry out on a stone, sacrificed in the name of selfishness. He’s never bothered to figure this out and has suspicions about his origin, but as long as the cultists believe the lie and weave him in the divine threads, he will let them. He believes that The Dread Father and the Night Mother are his true parents.

Malaric’s father figure fully believed in his divinity. He grew up treated as such, and this led to all those around him following his example. Those he interacted with daily inflated his ego exponentially. He is the type of person others will gravitate to. He is charismatic, dynamic, and cunning.

Malaric was fully invested in the Spring Awakening, a call to action. Others will know a Dread Father is watching. He watched the effects with glee. This is what he truly wants: to watch the world fall apart, bending to his followers, ascending to their true potential.

EXTRAS.

full biography.

There was a faint cry, a babe wrapped up and laying at the base of a shrine. Holy Dread Father delivered his child to them in the night. A boy with a future weaved in step with the divine. The listener had always dreamed of a child, but he was not blessed with a son until now. It was a sign that his days as a Listener were coming to an end. This was his heir, the replacement provided by the Dread Father himself. This child was chosen by the forest, destined for greatness. This was recorded, a holy night commemorated, celebrated as a day The Dread Father visited them. Malaric Motti, As the listener understood, The translation of Malaric was to grind or crush in a mighty way, a name for kings in the ancient times. Motti was given to serve as the reminder moth. In his mind the name was a message, the name the Dread Father gave his son. When Malaric was in his mid-forties, the listener’s health began to decline. The time was nearing. The day that he’d prepared for his entire life in the shadow of his earthly father was so close. Bed-ridden, the listener pulled Malaric close. “Not yet, my son, the Dread Father is not done with me. I have seen it in my dreams.” Malaric was enraged by the thought of waiting any longer, not when it was all so close. He pressed the listeners pillow to his lips, holding tightly until the protests died with him. He would not wait for his birthright any longer. This guy is so self-absorbed he might be trying to center himself as the new “most important” aspect of their religion. The cult isn’t culty enough to contain his ambition, especially if he discovers his origins.

family / connections.

claims to be one of the Night Mother’s sons she abandoned 45 years ago

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