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[backwaterscum]

character sheet.

𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒 .

full name. daryl dixon nicknames / aliases. daryl. "big ass kicker", if you're judith height. 178cm / 5'10"-ish age. mid-thirties (twd s1-s4) / mid-forties (dd 2023) zodiac. "I dunno, don't talk to me" spoken languages. english, ASL, high school spanish (better at listening than speaking), some french, some FSL

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 .

hair colour. dark brown eye colour. blue skin tone. fair, daryl tans instead of burns body type. broad-shouldered, broad back and chest, straight and narrow down the torso and legs. more practical muscle than for aesthetic. daryl is solid as a rock and has the core strength of a golem dominant hand. left, but he was trained to use his right hand as a child. technically ambidextrous, but defaults to the left hand more for everyday things that don't involve writing or hunting posture. decent. subconsciously tries to make himself smaller whenever he sits down anywhere scars. a smattering on his back, chest, legs, arms-- ranging from cigarette burns to whipping scars from a belt. there's a light scar on his temple where a rifle bullet grazed him. by the time he's in france, he has a visible scar that runs from his left brow to his cheek and a new scar from a cut on his chest tattoos. snake (left leg), heart (right wrist), star (right hand), cross (above left clavicle), two devils (right back, shoulder blade), one more devli (right bicep), skull (right hand) birthmarks. none too special, though he's got a mole over the left side of his upper lip most noticeable features. it's got to be the hair, if not the surly expression on his face (and the glare that comes with it). his thick arms might also be one, considering he's sleeveless often

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃.

place of birth. blue ridge, georgia siblings. merle dixon (older brother) parents. will dixon (father) and caroline dixon (mother)

𝐀𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 .

occupation. in the apocalypse, daryl functions best as a hunter and tracker, with a natural instinct to provide for his group. before the world ended, daryl had just quit his job at an outdoor goods store due to merle re-entering his life. after that, he more or less did whatever his brother required of him, legal or not current residence(s). georgia, USA (twd s1-s4) / various locations in southern to northern france (dd 2023) relationship status. single criminal record. public disturbances, vandalism, and underage drinking are on his record. off-the-record crimes from before the world ended include grand theft auto, aiding in robbery, drug distribution, kidnapping, torture, and tax evasion vices. smokes tobacco, drinks alcohol. of the sins it's wrath and gluttony

𝐒𝐄𝐗 & 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 .

sexual orientation. functionally on the ace spectrum, but doesn't personally identify with any terms preferred sexual role. top libido. low to non-existent, subjective to whether he has someone to sleep with regularly. in that case, it's pretty high as an extension of physical affection and devotion turn-ons. biting, possessiveness, when someone offers themselves to him wholly. a nice ass turn-offs. disrespect love language. acts of service, quality time, and physical touch (in that order); he also deliberately adjusts to partners, though, and tries to provide for them no matter what relationship tendencies. not much, considering daryl has very little experience (if at all). he's loyal and would prioritise someone he deemed his (and who in turn he belonged to) above all else. if you asked him then whether he'd let a loved one die to save the world, he'd rather the earth get razed and hold his lover in the ashes after

𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐒.

hobbies to pass time. hunting, walking, wood carving and crafts, weapons upkeep, horticulture, cooking. with merle gone he's been trying to read more, too. he'll play a piano if one is available and nobody is around to look at him mental illnesses. "I don't wanna talk about it" self-confidence level. high as far as his skills and wisdom are concerned. very, very low when it comes to his "worth" as a human being. daryl doesn't see himself as a person worth saving

tagged by: no-one, stole it somewhere

tagging: @deputyrabies, @polyodynos, @kkriitters (miri), @stingslikeabee, @auroradicit (sabi)

[sidthorne]

juliet & sid thorne

i was smoking and drinking and trying to forget all the stress of the mess and the credit card debt and i'm still surprised you never left me we were young and in love but forgot to show up i was there in my head, just a fool left drunk and i'm still surprised you never left me slow down, i'm going too fast now and i can't keep up with time, not letting go slow down, so i can touch you 'cause i can't keep up with us, not letting go you feel like heaven with my eyes closed

a song he wrote for juliet listen here

[charlie-boyfriend]

Haiii i made a nanoreno vn ab girls and friendship and love and worry and such pls play it if u have the time :} charbf.itch.io/world-end-heart-girl Yay!! super happy

[sloanevalentine]

Detective Sloane Valentine is attending the New Years Eve at The Top Of The Standard, escorted by herself.

Sloane doesn’t often find herself at public events this large. They make her anxious and put her on edge that something terrible could happen — not that she’d be open about those feelings but the hair on the back of her neck always finds a way to stand up.

[gelid-doe]

VIII - Strength 🎴

『 Inner strength, courage, bravery, confidence, compassion, taming, control, overcoming self-doubt 』

Hers were hands that could deliver oblivion. Her shield was not wrought from metal and bough, but from experiences writ in flesh. Broken bones, gnashing wounds, bruises, scrapes, and burns; countless moons hosting agonies seen and unseen. A litany of mistakes and lessons learned late - and almost always the hard way. And each lesson tightened her grip on axe and sword. Every wound silvering with age or prickling at season's turn, a teacher. Reminders that, all too often, the only way forward was through. So through she went - and in so doing, fostered endurance and might. But might was not strength. Strength was not in the way she wielded instruments of death. It was in the tenderness with which she held the fragile living. In the growing of gardens and husbandry of bees. The hours spent baking to nourish not only body but soul. The bells wiled away in quiet tones when the burdens of another became hers to share. And the drying of tears with lullabies to chase away the shades that caused them - even if it was all for naught.

Strength was being a monster, capable of great and terrible things.. but choosing to do - and to be - the opposite. As often as life allowed.

[zenaquaria]

50 and 51 for Gael :)

50. How does your character feel about their own mortality? Gael, by virtue of being half-elf, has a longer lifespan than her human forebears. That said, she knows, and has had it impactfully internalized in her career as a Grim Knight, that she's only got this one life to live. But after what's happened in her mission with her deputized companions, knowing firsthand that more than just undead can send her to Heriot's Halls of Silence is sobering. And while she knows not to reject Heriot's call, she's not willing to just lie down and die any time soon. The Shepherd's Call will come when it comes, but in the meantime? Gaelinien Falke isn't a coward; she's going to Rise Higher and make this life count. c:

51. If they knew they would die tomorrow, what would they do today? She'd absolutely be sure to get a last message sent to her family and friends/comrades, to tell them how much she loves them and not to mourn her passing but to celebrate her life. Also to ensure she can't be raised as an undead. And then she'd prepare herself to go down fighting, then endeavor to make the most fun out of the last hours she has.

Send me more CharDev questions!

[ageofpiracyrp]

CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT CHALLENGE 8: WHAT IF

This is an optional character development challenge, and there is no deadline!

In this challenge, it is time to consider possible futures for your character. We can’t know what the future holds, but if events proceed in one way or another, you may be able to make some predictions.

Feel free to format this in in-character narration or a more distanced summary of one or many scenarios. Bullet points are okay. Saying “I have no idea” or “It would be interesting if” is also acceptable.

[emystic-a]

If you don't mind me asking, who are the connections Mika has? It can be of other muns muses as well.

Mika comes from a large family tree of other huldrefolk in Suojarvi, being the youngest currently of his kin.

Marja (bio here), is his mother that he recently got separated from due to magic. He had a close bond with her and is still seeking her out. Originally born from  Blåklokkefjell where huldrefolk mostly are seen with cattle like tales and elf like ears, making her stand out in Suojarvi. Despite her own traumatic life, she tried her best for him be happy.

Toska, his father who decided to try finding Marja’s sister due to her depression and reject of not having her, despite Marja’s insisting him to stay until Mika was born. Mika never met him before, but was told by Marja he looks like and that he is a wonderful man. Mika wanted to meet him which is what led to Marja and Mika separating by magic.

Tauno, his father’s twin brother. It is rumored that both Toska and Tauno was interested in Marja. After Toska’s disappearance and the birth of Mika he helped raised him. To the point whispers begun that Tauno may have been the birth father of Mika (it’s not true). Due Marja growing attraction to Tauno she avoided him.

Inge, Mika’s grandfather and lover of Gideas. He is seen as the “owner” of the Suojarvi along with his lover. He have a strong connection to the forest area and rarely ever leaves. He let Marja stay in his lands, but doesn’t meddle in much. Mika use to be set near him, so he could rest without fear of hunters. He is quite indifferent and apathetic to most things around him.

Gideas, Mika’s grandfather and lover of Inge. She is  seen as the “owner” of Suojarvi as well as her lover. Unlike Inge, she regularly leaves the forest range and likes being around others. She is known of being a extreme sort of person, if approached properly she will grant others great luck with what they seek but if she is or forest home is disrespected she is ruthless.

I will be honest I forgot his aunts’ names but there was three of them. One of them was the oldest and have the most children. Despite her flirtatious nature is incredibly loving toward her kids and seeks a good partner to love her. Have adopted a human child due to a misfortune event.

Mika’s middle aunt, the mother of his twin cousins Rassa and Lilja, whom she admittedly forgotten the names. She lives her life similar to Mika’s maternal grandmother, which is why Marja doesn’t care for her at all. She likes to sing, cause mayhem, and seduce others before eating most.

The youngest of Mika’s aunts and the only one without children. She behaves in a cheerful and cute manner, but is quite to flip the act once she is angered too much showing a more vicious and mean spirited side.

Nasti is around 16 or 17 years old and looks more like a lynx than a fox, due to her father being a huldrekarl from another area. She is the oldest of the The Suojarvi’s grandchildren. She’s seen as assertive and cheerful to be around.

Lajar and Annja are the second oldest, despite not being twins or even related by birth they celebrate it on the same day. Lajar’s father tried to trade him off for a human child, due to how dismissively they treated him Lajar’s mother kept Annja and got back her actual child too. Lajar is fun loving and playful, while Annja is more responsible and sarcastic.

Rassa and Lilja are Mika’s cousins, they are around twice his age being around 7 or 8. Rassa is much more cautious and worrisome than Lilja is. Both are strongly affectionate and doting to Mika, to the point of annoying him at times.

Matti is the closest to Mika’s age being around 5 years old. He is a lot more mischievous and bold than Mika is. He had a tendency to frequent home towns and steal treats.

Lastly for Lore Connections,

Igna (bio here) is a aunt that Mika never heard met or even heard of before. She is the younger sister of Marja that she lost years before meeting Mika’s father.

As for other blog connections

@fxtelism Have two muses connected to him as Alice is a surrogate mother towards him and takes care of him, while Fey takes on a more aunt or older sister figure with him.

@dragonskxn I believe that Froggy still wants Annalise and Mika to still that mother and son bond as well.

@silvxcs And for this one Mizuki is his best friend that is slightly older than him by a couple of years. They tend to get in shenanigans and whatnot.

[leylayilmazx]

CATTELL 16 FACTOR TEST. (take this test for your muse and post your results.)

WARMTH: 90% – supportive, comforting.

INTELLECT: 90% – cerebral, analytical.

EMOTIONAL STABILITY: 78% – level headed, calm.

AGGRESSIVENESS: 38% – modest, docile.

LIVELINESS: 82% – wild, fun-loving.

DUTIFULNESS: 54% – untraditional, rebellious | conforming, traditional.

SOCIAL ASSERTIVENESS: 82% – uninhibited, bold.

SENSITIVITY: 66% – touchy, soft.

PARANOIA: 26% – trusting, easy going

ABSRACTNESS: 58% – practical, regular | strange, imaginative.

INTROVERSION: 34% – open, friendly.

ANXIETY: 38% – confident, self-assured.

OPENMINDEDNESS: 62% – curious, exploratory.

INDEPENDENCE: 49% – outgoing, social | loner, craves solitude.

PERFECTIONISM: 78% – orderly, thorough.

TENSION: 38% – relaxed, cool.

[snowsheba]

Hey there! How did you discover Aveyond?

ye olde yahoo games... my sister and i played together and wrote stories about it for fun. it was so hard for little me!!! i forgot it existed for a while after that and then blitzed through it ten years later lol

[msmelissalin]

THE RUTHERFORD UNDERBOSS. - Melissa Lin.

[bangarax]

ARA’S STUDIO

Hackney Wick. 

That’s it, that’s the whole place. 

[amaroadriana]

NYC

Date: 21.11.22

ft. Jack Jeong

NB: I’m just filling out my own gaps

“You didn’t have to come with me.”

However, those were the words that only left her lips once.

November came quicker than she had ever expected. After everything that happened at the Fight Club, all she wanted was to throw herself into the deep end of things so her mind wouldn’t wonder to a place that, technically, never should have even existed.

It was pure luck that she met Jack - a friend of a friend whose father was close with his father from all the way back in Porto. Something about expansions of business, something about being loyal and offering an expansion in the UK once Andrew Rutherford settled. The man who runs it? Jack Jeong. The same man who threw her weird looks all night while others fought.

Now, Adriana was more than used to looks that she got from people. They were always different; condescending, pitying, envy, hate, adoration, sex back to hate... It was always a damn rainbow, but it didn’t matter - because at the end of the day they were never able to look away. His look? He looked at her with interest, with a look that said, what the fuck are you doing? And fair enough, that night she was trying not to scream at the top of her lungs while also not drowning herself in every kind of alcohol. She was a host with a reputation to hold.

Call that fucking growth.

But he was waiting for her after, with a cigarette in one hand and an open car door to the other. Adriana got curious, and she needed the escape anyway - what better way to deal than with trying to get with some stranger she had never met before?

It didn’t turn out to be what she expected it to be. As strange as that was for her, he didn’t actually want to sleep with her. Much to her disappointment, also to her surprise, because the bloke wanted to talk.

Now, Adriana had never been the one who talked. Her closest friends were considered close purely because they avoided that. It was all about suffering in silence while being side by side, preferably with a bottle of something on the other side. But it worked, and it generally was something she had branded for herself.

Yet this one? He got her drunk and asked her questions.

The fucking audacity.

Must have been the cocaine, because she sang like a damn bird for a few days straight. Nothing that would ever incriminate her or others, but she just talked while Jack listened and told her about himself, too.

Too quickly, he became her friend. Another one to add to the list, though this one was someone who would be considered an acceptable choice by some of her family members.

“Who said I came here for you?” He grinned, dropping onto her bed.

“Why do you give m the guest bedroom if you stay with me all the time?” A change of subject before he even had the chance. Raf was in New York and usually she’d have gone straight to him. Jack here decided to take it upon himself to put her into his own made rehab to get her to ditch some of her ‘toxic’ behaviours.

Not that she agreed with that. Coping by sleeping with others was absolutely fucking fine by her.

“Because you’re here and I want to go out. Out out.” Lucky for him, his smile was fucking infectious and Adriana probably would have given her first born to see it. “Besides, what if you run into people with guns?”

Adriana just shot him a look. Jack had his own gun and security detail. Not that she ventured off too far into the normal. That would be the day her life really became boring.

“Listen here.” She joined him on the bed with a bottle already in her hands. “I-...” He shut her up by pulling her into a hug.

“Can you just not fucking put yourself in weird situations for once? You’re beautiful, you’re great and all around a party to be around but honestly... You’ve got something up there that’s not clicking.”

He has been the one to point out some of her shortcomings. He’d also been the one to blatantly tell her that she’d been running around the wrong crowd because... Well, reasons she didn’t even want to air in her head.

“It’s a party with the owners, Jack. On behalf of my family. Well, for Lara. There is no reason for you to think.. Well actually - I would definitely spot the wrong one in the room. Wanna bet?”

[charlie-boyfriend]

Bcos theres a rpgmaker horror jam w like a month of time n i have da break and and and yeah....... OK. Its smth ive been putting off bcs i was forever scared of not doing it well enough but now im like Who cares about it like Idgaf mode

I always start w a brainstorming ibis file that i imagine as a sketchbook like each layers a page and then i go crazy. Writing things out is hard though And so are many other parts of it all ;_;

But ill try

[sloanevalentine]

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕨𝕖 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕦𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕤 - 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕀 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕡 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕗𝕦𝕟. 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕦𝕤 𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕤 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕖𝕕𝕘𝕖. 𝕥𝕙�� 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕥𝕙 𝕚𝕤 𝕀'𝕞 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘. 𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕞𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 - 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕕𝕘𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕠𝕣 𝕓𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕒 𝕘𝕦𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕚𝕤, 𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕕𝕒𝕪? 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕘𝕦𝕟?

[gelid-doe]

"Why'd you leave your village in the first place?"

"No reason to stay."