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[violentdelightstheseviolentendss]

I rage against the trials of love, I curse the fading of the light

╰     cis male , he/him☆𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 …   we’re introduced to CENK BEY, the 33 years old UNEMPLOYED as INDEPENDENTLY WEALTHY from enchanted falls who bears a striking resemblance to burak cerek. the whispers in the wind tells us of their KIND and TEMPERAMENTAL reputation, that’s why the townsfolk often are reminded of rose petals, distorted self-portraits, thunder over hills, bloodied knuckles.  they are often haunted by dreams of a life lived as PRINCE ADEM ( BEAUTY AND THE BEAST ) .  

The Present

Cenk had always been an angry young man. He just had issues controlling his temper, and didn't really care that much. His mother tried her best, but his father was a cruel man. And then the fire happened. Cenk woke up just in time and got out, but his parents didn't With his anger well known, it was easily assumed he had started it when the reality was it had just been a terrible accident.

After that, it just became easier to stay away from everyone else. His father had been a wealthy man, and Cenk was his sole heir. He's found it easier to just keep to himself,

Dreams

For the most part, Cenk assumes his dreams are nonsense. Talking furniture and magical roses. Sometimes in the dreams he is a monster. Logically he'd call it all nonsense. But there's a girl, by morning he can't remember what she looked like, only a shadow. Yet he feels like his heart has broken every morning. He's found himself going up to the waterfall more and more often.

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[prctclmagic]

intro to DR. ISOLDA PEAR.

╰     cisfemale , she/her     ☆     𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 …   we’re introduced to ISOLDA PEAR , the 46 years old PSYCHIATRY PROFESSOR & PSYCHIATRIST at THE M. ERLIN COLLEGIATE INSTITUTE from enchanted falls who bears a striking resemblance to SANDRA OH. the whispers in the wind tells us of their INTELLIGENCE and INTIMIDATING reputation, that’s why the townsfolk often are reminded of sterile homes; lined with books and cloaked in silence, beautiful yet untouchable red rose bushes, elbow patches on stiff suede jackets, red wine spilled on pristine white couches, & the sound of heavy heels clicking stridently against harlequin marble floors.  they are often haunted by dreams of a life lived as THE QUEEN OF HEARTS ( ALICE IN WONDERLAND ).

tw: mention of sleeping pills & alcohol

In her dreams, Isolda sits on a velvet throne, being fed fat green grapes right off of the vine, and taking her agonizingly sweet time deciding whose head will next adorn the pikes at her castle gates. She orders weak-willed men to dye the roses brighter shades of red, and plays croquet for hours on her striking green lawn as everyone lets her win and praises her relentlessly. And, most importantly, she doesn’t have to listen to anyone talk. Ordinarily, this would bore Isolda to tears; she is addicted to a challenge, after all– but in her dreams, the taste of total control is… euphoric. It’s a feeling she can’t help but chase. Lately, however, a little blonde menace has been popping up in the same repetitive dreams she’s been having for years, buzzing around like a fly in her ear. She spoils her plans, distracts her henchmen, and Isolda swears that she can hear her awful, piercing squeals of joy in the middle of the forest, all the way from her castle. It’s sickening, and it’s all she can do not to glare at every little blonde thing she passes in the Enchanted Falls streets.

When she wakes, Isolda is as rigid as they come. She does pilates like her life depends on it, does an eighteen-step skincare routine, puts lotion on every conceivable surface of her body, eats ¾’s of a banana and a half-cup of yogurt, and dresses in one of 118 tailor-made power suits before rushing to her morning class. Rushing for absolutely no reason, of course, because she always arrives at 7am on the dot, giving her two hours to drink hot lemon and honey water and quietly practice her lecture to herself to prepare for a long day of shouting at a room full of hungover children. Here, she lectures without questions, only stopping to occasionally scold a student for daring to eat in her class, chew gum, whisper to a friend, or walk through the doors after she’s begun her lesson. And then the afternoon rolls around, and every day, without fail, she locks herself in her office from the hours of 1-3, for reasons absolutely no one can suss out. She’s heard rumors that she uses that time to sleep with a faculty member or cry or nap, but she’ll never shed light on that secret. 

In the evening, she does her therapy and psychiatry appointments in 54 minute intervals, allowing herself 6 minutes of downtime in between each, in efforts to collect enough composure not to straight up yell at the next soccer mom who comes crying about what she’s read in her daughter’s diary that day. After twenty-ish years in this field, it’s become something of a game to her; whether she’s seeing who is dumb enough to take her advice without question, or if she’s sending a live grenade into a dying marriage, just to see what will happen. Some days, she’s a machine, and some days; she’s just waiting until it’s late enough to crack a bottle of wine, mix it with some self-prescribed sleeping pills, and fall blissfully back into her dream-world, where she has all the control, and none of the responsibilities. 

wanted connections to come! ** will repost when they're written <3

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╰     cis man , he/him/his     ☆     𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 …   we’re introduced to SANTOS SALAZAR SANTIAGO , the TWENTY EIGHT year old GUIDE at EMERALD CITY ART GALLERY from enchanted falls who bears a striking resemblance to DARIO YAZBEK. the whispers in the wind tells us of their EASYGOING and IDEALISTIC reputation, that’s why the townsfolk often are reminded of once upon a time are the sweetest words in any world; if you don’t like the person you are, enough time and magic will surely make you a new one; the precocious child with his head in the clouds grows into an adult with rose-colored glasses; i don’t go looking for trouble, it usually just finds me.  they are often haunted by dreams of a life lived as BASTIAN BALTHAZAR BUX / THE SHAGGY MAN ( THE NEVERENDING STORY / THE WIZARD OF OZ ) .

i. it starts on a day like any other, like any good story. he's ten. intelligent, unpopular, being raised by his father: his only surviving parent. a dentist and a man too out of touch with his own emotions to guide his son through grief, bastian is alone most days. so he escapes. he's read every book he could get his hands on, devouring one novel after another with the frenzied desire only accessible to neglected children. and suddenly there's a book unlike any other. when you stop reading those other books, you get to be a little boy again, the grizzled old shopkeeper tells him. those other books are safe. he steals the book when the old man's back is turned, and quickly loses himself in the neverending story. he follows the great hero atreyu on his quest to save fantasia from the nothing, but both protagonist and reader are left utterly baffled when, in the final chapter, the childlike empress herself tells atreyu that he cannot save fantasia. but bastian can. ii. he gives the empress a new name, and she is reborn with a new identity. a new fantasia to rule over. she entrusts bastian with auryn, an amulet which gives the wearer unlimited wishes. it's only after the boy becomes a man while adventuring through fantasia that he learns the cost of bearing auryn. every wish steals a memory from the human who possesses auryn, until they find themselves helplessly lost in fantasia, with no memory of who or where they are. with only his own name and the memory of his father remaining, bastian spends decades toiling to reclaim everything he's lost. the lost memories have to go somewhere, and so they do. a mine, where each memory becomes trapped in the stone as a painting on canvas. by the time he returns to his world as a little boy again, he's lived to be an old man once already. some years go by, and then he meets a girl named dorothy. when auryn reveals itself to her, bastian expects their journey to end in fantasia. instead, he finds himself in a land called oz. ozma takes him in, and in exchange, he donates auryn to the emerald city. in fantasia, he nearly killed his best friend in a fit of power-hungry rage. he would not make the same mistakes again in oz. there, he's known for his compassion and his love. iii. in enchanted falls, truthfully not much has changed for him. while he doesn't have the memories of all he's learned in fantasia, the curse couldn't take from him how tender and full of love his adventures made him. he's a painter in his spare time, and teaches others about art for work. very rarely is he found without at least one other "oz" character, but he's very friendly -- albeit a little awkward -- and loves to help the people around him in whatever ways he can.

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welcomed to the fray is 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒐 𝒋𝒂𝒌𝒐𝒃𝒔, a 𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒚-𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒍𝒅 waiter at 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞 who resembles 𝒕𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅. when spoken of by his friends & peers he is often described as 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 & 𝒇��𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉 ! trapped at night in his thoughts, he oft sees flickers of a time where he had once lived as 𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧 ( 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒏 ).

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐤 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 a warm summer's rain,  the warmth that pours from open store fronts in the dead of winter, bravery in the face of death,  a little brown bird sitting on a pale branch.

𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, theo jakobs 𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔, teddy 𝐚𝐠𝐞, twenty-five 𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉, 9/25 𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲, white 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓, cis - male 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬, he / him 𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, bisexual 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, biromantic 𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, waiter at the princess & the pie

... once he was ...

a young pig keeper, day dreaming of a grander purpose; a grander life. the young man, a boy at the time, had his heads in the clouds believing himself something else. given a task to prove himself by protecting and guiding a treasured & talented pig, taran finds himself alone in the forest. losing the treasured pig, taran begins his journey and story to face the horned king and destroy the black cauldron. meeting several new friends along the way, and finding himself along the way, discarding the fable he'd made for himself in his head previously.

... life in enchanted falls ...

theo lives with a roommate in a flat above a storefront with his dog, gurgi: a stray he'd found a few years back who loves nothing more than stealing snacks and table scraps. working at the princess and the pie part time, and attending college classes he'd missed in his younger years at the same time, theo somehow manages his life to a messy perfection; somehow balancing it all. when theo is not at college or at the princess and the pie, he often spends his time walking gurgi and hanging out with his roommate; dragged off to events by them that he otherwise would not attend.

𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐲𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐬 : roomates, childhood friends, new friends, exes, found family, coworkers, crushes, etc.

[untale]

we’re introduced to VIVIANE MYRICKS , the TWENTY FIVE years old BUSINESS OWNER at ANDALASIAN IMPORTS AND PERFUMERY from enchanted falls who bears a striking resemblance to SOPHIE THATCHER. the whispers in the wind tells us of their SELF - SUFFICENT and MISANTHROPIC reputation.  they are often haunted by dreams of a life lived as PRINCESS EILONWY OF LLYR, NIMUE (THE BLACK CAULDRON, THE LADY OF THE LAKE).

the townsfolk often are reminded of the damp musk of a secluded dungeon chamber, intricate detailing of a old iron doorknob, a incandescent shimmer orbiting her like her own personal sun, being a damsel to nothing.

FULL NAME: viviane myricks NICKNAME(S): vee, vivi, little anne AGE: twenty five DATE OF BIRTH: unknown, year of [redacted] ETHNICITY: white; of welsh, english and irish heritage GENDER: non - binary, assigned female at birth PRONOUNS: she / her, they / them SEXUAL ORIENTATION: pansexual ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: panromantic OCCUPATION: owner of andalasian imports and perfumery

... once upon a time ...

born into the royal house of llyr, the women in her family line were formidable enchantresses, including her mother, angharad, and grandmother regat. eilonwy was no different, readily visible in her manipulation of a magical orb, otherwise known as a golden pelydryn, that never left her side. she was once kidnapped and held captive by the horned king, after he assumed that her orb would allow him to locate and gain power of the mystical black cauldron to raise his undead army and rule the lands. when this proved unsuccessful, eilonwy was kept as a scullery maid until she made her escape -- defeating the horned king on his pursuit of power with the friends she had made along the way. many new adventures awaited her on her journey back to her kingdom.

eventually, she met the grand wizard merlin, and ceased the opportunity to learn all she can, by whatever means she could. although having been trained as a sorceress back in her kingdom and not a warrior, she was quite capable of using various kinds of weapons, particularly the sword, bow, and spear. even when unarmed, she would fight until incapacitated. hot tempered, stubborn, resolute . . . yet sharp, snippy, strong - willed, and sarcastic, but at the same time talkative and often scatterbrained. princess eilonwy would not be so easily defeated, by will or strength.

eilonwy had someone fill in her royal duties until she became of the age to be seated on the throne, despite being the sole heir in the house of llyr and an orphaned child. she spent most of her years in solitude before she had to face her obligations, and came to be known as the lady of the lake. a sorceress that resided within the bottom of a mystical lake, often associated with fairfolk and their fellow likeminded creatures, known for being quite the enchantress in many a tale. when king arthur broke the sword he pulled from the stone in battle with another king, merlin brought him to eilonwy, and she gifted him the sword known as excalibur. she never made it back to her kingdom before the curse befell them all.

... life in enchanted falls ...

the owner of their own business, andalasian imports and perfumery, viviane is quite the independent. having struggled with being in and out of foster care as a young child before the untimely death of her biological parents, she grew to know her way of being self - sufficient. . . and, of course, her way of attracting certain kinds of trouble. a reformed miscreant some would say, viviane focuses on keeping herself afloat most days, helping out at their shared apartment with dylan graham and jinyu klau. she also works part - time at the pandemonium as a bartender, not quite confident enough to pursue stepping up as a performer.

WANTED DYNAMICS: customers, employees, close, distant, new or old friendships, former lovers, adversarial, neighbours.

[shcttered]

���𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸 𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝙰𝙱𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙱𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚁𝚈 𝙰 𝙿𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙴  ⸻  𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙸 𝚆𝙸𝚂𝙷 𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙵𝚄𝚁𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙸𝚂 , 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙿𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙴 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙼𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙳𝙸𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽.

╰     cs female , she + her     ☆     𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 …   we’re introduced to ELEANOR FRESNE , the 27 years old MAID at MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S INN from enchanted falls who bears a striking resemblance to PHOEBE DYNEVOR. the whispers in the wind tells us of their FORBEARING and IDEALISING reputation, that’s why the townsfolk often are reminded of shards of shimmering glass shattered across a marble floor , ill-intent mistaken for affection and love , a melody once enchanting now turning sweet dreams to nightmares , a cream white apron soiled with cinders , purple shaded bruises on porcelain pale flesh from a pea sized discomfort.  they are often haunted by dreams of a life lived as ELLA TREMAINE ( CINDERELLA ) + THE PRINCESS ( PRINCESS AND THE PEA ) .

a study in : pretty privilege , people pleasing , forgivenesses is the biggest strength , a fear of asking for help again , romanticism of everything as a way to cope , a little white lie and the guilt that followed

BEFORE THE CURSE ( vague abuse mention tw )

as the story goes , there was a girl who lost her mother at a young age , a once happily family plagued by the loss of one so dear. the girl a spitting image of her mother with a sweet temperament that would put even the sweetest flowers to shame. ella , as the girl was called , clung to her father in lieu of the tragedy as he was all she had left — though in some ways it could be said that the chateau greatly reminded ella of her mother ( as it is said a homemaker is truly who makes a house a home ) and perhaps the only tangible thing that brought her comfort.

it was only a short while before ella's father had remarried , attempting to once again find love as within such a short time he'd grown tired of the loneliness. in truth , ella thought he was attempting to replace her mother , but she took in the new step-mother and step-sisters with all the grace of that of her late mother. then he passed , and as the story goes ella became a prisoner in her own home. a maid servant pushed to the attic where a winter's cold chill often left her to sleep by the fire where embers would dirty her face , and thus cinderella. the death of the only other person she had left in this world that truly loved her broke ella. she retreated into herself more and more and each day came to romanticize her situation to provide little relief in the torment she faced both internally and externally. cooking , cleaning , sewing , it all busied ella and so it was when she was alone at night that her mind was tormented. rare was her sweet dreams , the ones that kept her hopeful for a family like she had once upon a time. it was also the reason ella had so hastily fallen for a man she didn’t know. his face was handsome and his words were sweet , but there was a bitterness under it all , a rot. he was no better than the carriage that had turned back into a pumpkin. 

so when the stroke of midnight came upon her marriage , it all came at once. that familiar grief fell upon her once more. was her step mother right? was there truly no one left to love ella in this world? maybe such a sentiment had truly come to plague her more than expected for when she found another , love was tainted. a knock on the door and promise she was a princess left her with a restless night , not for the pea placed under mattresses for a test but the guilt that ate at her for a lie , the first time she'd done such a thing. had her first marriage truly soiled her good nature? it certainly had left her waiting for this prince to do the same , and maybe he would , or his mother would.

AFTER THE CURSE

eleanor's father was a man well off with a chateau he had placed in eleanor's name before he passed , but the papers had been lost . . . misplaced and instead she found herself working to get by. now , she was a lucky girl as pretty privilege and a sweet disposition had given eleanor more than she would have gotten otherwise. unfortunately , she romanticized what she thought was to be love with her now ex-husband , perhaps it was just infatuation at the time but it did cost her a decent job and with the connections she'd lost , eleanor was left to fall back on what she could afford — a maid at the midsummer night's inn.

it was there she came across another in need of a room for a night with a mother who was displeased at everything the inn had to offer , and while this man might seem like a prince charming she's afraid , very afraid. the illusion of what love is has been tainted for eleanor in which she finds dreaming about the notion far safer and maybe , just maybe she doesn't trust her own judgement — far too naive to the ways of others.

i'll be making this part more detailed in time!

HEADCANONS

her home. glass objects commonly around her home. maybe a bit of miss havisham about her , the start of it anyway. 

from years of working , eleanor has begun to develop an acute form of fms aka fibromyalgia which explains the bruising and restless sleeping habits that have formed , though the latter could also be a product of guilt

romanticism , her favourite way to cope with anything that might even so much as slightly displease or upset her.

LIKES & DISLIKES

favorable: dreaming , singing , piano music , dancing , attending parties , pumpkin soup , beautiful dresses she cannot afford , afternoon tea , kindness from a stranger , floor-length windows that allow the sunshine in

unfavorable: being locked in a room / locked doors , people will ill-intent , raised voices , uncomfortable mattresses and sleepless nights

[applavses]

╰     cis woman , she/her ☆ 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 …   we’re introduced to TALIA BULAK , the TWENTY SIX years old SONGWRITER & LOUNGE SINGER at THE ROYAL SIP from enchanted falls who bears a striking resemblance to ASLIHAN MALBORA. the whispers in the wind tells us of their EFFERVESCENT and TEMPESTUOUS reputation, that’s why the townsfolk often are reminded of warm and wild laughter following too many martinis, the electric thrill of being spun by a dance partner, the pout and crossed arms of a grudge held too long, puppy-dog eyes used to sway even the coldest of hearts, & sparkling under the spotlight instead of melting.  they are often haunted by dreams of a life lived as TINKERBELL ( PETER PAN ) .

full name:  talia bulak

nicknames: tals, lia

gender:  cis woman

pronouns:  she/her

sexuality:  pansexual

age:  twenty-six

zodiac:  gemini sun, pisces moon, scorpio rising

species: faerie human

occupation:  songwriter and lounge singer

before the curse 

tinkerbell. they called her tink. when she spread her wings, they swore she looked just like a butterfly. wherever she went, the melodic sound of a bell followed. loyal to the point of jealousy, consumed by her need for attention, captivating and charming to all she met. free, beautiful, and full of spirit. who wouldn’t want to fall in love with her? but that was the problem, wasn’t it? rejection had been a concept tink didn’t have to grasp until much later than most people, and she didn’t exactly take it well. she had her friends and the people she liked – the object of her affection, the friends that tagged along with the object of her affection, the other beings in neverland who understood that affection – so why did she need anyone else? when she got in her head like that, she saw red with spite and green with envy. it was only with time and reluctance she ever did the right thing, but people didn’t understand. they didn’t get how hard it was to perform every moment of every day and still take care of people. it was a thankless job, but someone had to add a little light to the dreary mess of the world, didn’t they?

after the curse

talia. her name is talia bulak. when she was little, she wrote silly songs and put on constant concerts for her family in their living room. only child syndrome was a way of life for talia. attention was currency to her and as she got older, she got richer. she became the lead in all the school plays, the soloist in every choir concert, the singer in enchanted falls’ best teen garage band, the favorite for homecoming princess and prom queen. she was the face of her grade at the academy until she wasn’t. at least that’s what she thinks she remembers. even in the present, when it comes to competition, talia loses control of herself and burns more bridges than she cares to take responsibility for. singing at the royal sip isn’t exactly broadway, but the applause at the end of every song fills the hole in her heart that nothing else can. apparently, her free time is best spent carrying torches for inaccessible people, dancing too late into the night with people she knows either too much or too little about, and dreaming about flying through rosy clouds of magic and fields of flowers, because nine times out of ten, that’s how she ends up spending it.

wanted connections

regulars at the royal sip, employees where she’s a regular

a guitar, violin, etc. player for her to sing and busk with in the town center

neighbors, old friends, favorite flirts, frenemies, exes, enemies

a mentor, a mother / father figure, a family friend

a good influence, a bad influence, an opposites attract type

[enchantdly]

╰     demi woman , she/they     ☆     𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 …   we’re introduced to JASMINE YAZDANI , the THIRTY years old ARCHITECT at YELLOW BRICK ROAD REPAIRS AND CONSTRUCTION from enchanted falls who bears a striking resemblance to MEDALION RAHIMI. the whispers in the wind tells us of their DETERMINED and NAÏVE reputation, that’s why the townsfolk often are reminded of sand trickling through your fingers like an hourglass, time grinding to a halt before you ; promises and laughter carried on the wind as fireworks light the sky ; the stripes of a tiger masked by dappled light as it stalks through the palace gardens ; half-finished sketches of marble hallways and colonnades, courtyards and gardens filled with filigree and ornamentation.  they are often haunted by dreams of a life lived as PRINCESS JASMINE ( ALADDIN ) .

i . statistics

full name : jasmine [ middle names tba ] yazdani

nicknames & aliases : tiger ( by her father ) ; jaz ( by friends )

age : thirty

date of birth : 12 october

gender : demi woman

pronouns : she/they

orientation : ???

occupation : architect @ yellow brick road repairs & construction

ii . in the present

parental death mention.

her mother died while jasmine was very young. but even so, she remembers how freeing it felt to go on walks through the forest with her mother. how it brought her so much joy. there is none of that joy when she goes for walks in the forest now, quickly guided back to the so-called safety of town by her father or his friends. the world around her seems so dull and lifeless, though she tries to brighten it with her sketches and plans of wondrous buildings. working in a different part of town, a different field, a different company to her father gives her a sense of freedom — but it disappears again the moment she returns home.

iii . in dreams

she dreams, with rajah sprawled comfortably atop her, of a boy with a monkey. of running from men with swords. of a palace, all gold and marble and the finest architecture she's ever seen and just as much a cage as the four walls she sleeps within. of a man with a bird, of a genie and a lamp, of a magic carpet. of devastation, imprisonment. of fear, of joy, of freedom. real freedom.

[violentdelightstheseviolentendss]

Now I may speak. I am innocent

╰     cis female , she/her☆𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 …   we’re introduced to ELORA GEDIA , the 25 years old SEAMSTRESS at A DREAM STITCH AWAY from enchanted falls who bears a striking resemblance to DOMINIQUE DEVENPORT. the whispers in the wind tells us of their LOYAL and STUBBORN reputation, that’s why the townsfolk often are reminded of fairy lights strung all over, always finding the silver lining, flower crowns, wishing on every first star you see.  they are often haunted by dreams of a life lived as ELISA ( THE WILD SWANS ) .

Once Upon A Time

There once was a King, whose Queen started many rumours in their kingdom. Many claimed that her beauty and her kindness were unmatched, that goodness seemed to radiate from her. Yet she never spoke a word. Not with the King found her living in a cave, not when they were wed, and not even when she gave birth to their daughter. Not a word came out of her lips.

Then the other rumours started. The ones claiming she was a witch who had the King under her spell. They claimed she danced in graveyards with ghouls all around her, and took nettles and created clothing with it. The rumours became so bad that eventually the King had her arrested, and still she didn't explain what she was doing. She was found guilty and sentenced to death.

Even as she was pulled onto the stand, she still worked on the mysterious clothing. As they tried to pull it from her hands, eleven swans descended and she threw the clothing onto them, turning them into eleven men. Finally, she broke her silence screaming that she was innocent.

As she collapsed into one of the men's arms, they revealed that she was a princess, and their younger sister. Their wicked step-mother had cursed them into being swans by day and human at night. The only way to break the curse was for Elisa to make coats out of nettles for them to wear, but if she spoke during her task then they would all be killed instantly. Before there was even a chance to try and revive her, a new curse washed through.

The present

Elora was still a baby when her mother died and her father remarried. Her step-mother publicly loathed her step-children, and her father barely looked at her as she looked too much like her mother. Despite that, it was a happy childhood, with her brothers filling in the gaps for her. And then she feel pregnant. Her daughter is everything to her, and with a job she loves, she is perfectly content with her life.

She was a quiet girl, but she always tried to be kind no matter what the situation was. Kindness was free, and she was always willing to be an ear for someone who needed to talk.

Dreams

At night, her dreams are full of swans, and stinging nettles. Other nights she dreams of her death

[prctclmagic]

intro to etienne delgado ╰     trans female , she/her     ☆     𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 …   we’re introduced to ETIENNE DELGADO, the TWENTY-SIX years old HOUSEKEEPER at MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S INN from enchanted falls who bears a striking resemblance to ZION MORENO. the whispers in the wind tells us of their SCRUPULOUS and FLIGHTY reputation, that’s why the townsfolk often are reminded of the way lights reflect off of a sequin dress, the smell of clean air after a bout of rain, a doe exploring the high grass in a sunny forest clearing, french countrysides in the fall, and silk ribbons wrapped around long brunette curls.  they are often haunted by dreams of a life lived as PLUMETTE ( BEAUTY AND THE BEAST ) . 

｡･:*˚:✧. REFLECTION. ISMS. DEVELOPMENT. SPOTIFY. INTERACTIONS.

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: more background to be added as time goes on. : *✧��ﾟ: *✧･

when the sun it out, etienne is a charming ray of sunshine; always willing to help, always trying to make someone's day better. she's known to be a bit promiscuous, and has left a trail of broken hearts in her past-- but not for lack of trying to leave people well. she loves her job as a housekeeper, given her penchant for taking care of people and having an organized life. when the sun goes down, unfortunately, etienne finds herself reaching for the white wine or the tequila a little more than she intends to. and when she finally falls asleep on her plush couch at the end of a long night, she is plagued by dreams that leave her dazed and confused, every morning, without fail. she dreams of curses, and love, and being trapped. it has led to a lifetime of being afraid of small spaces and an obsession with order and control. and whenever she wakes from these dreams, even though many of the details escape her, she feels a desperate longing for someone she doesn't know lapping at her heels. she presumes that perhaps that's why she's always looking desperately for true love, to finally escape the nagging feeling that she lives with each day.

[perfectoffering]

╰     cis man , he/him/his     ☆     𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 …   we’re introduced to MARCUS PRINCE , the 35 year old OWNER at THE ROYAL SIP from enchanted falls who bears a striking resemblance to BILLY MAGNUSSEN. the whispers in the wind tells us of their CHARMING and DECEPTIVE reputation, that’s why the townsfolk often are reminded of chasing a new face every night, champagne service until even your own face is foreign in the mirror; one may smile and smile and be a villain; a lovely young girl lies on a bed in the dark listening to a fairy tale, but the storyteller’s hands are all over her; happily ever after doesn't have to be the end of the story, you just need to find a new beginning.  they are often haunted by dreams of a life lived as PRINCE CHARMING and THE BIG BAD WOLF ( CINDERELLA, LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD, THE THREE LITTLE PIGS ) .

i. it started innocently enough. at least, that's what he'd have you believe. the ball was held because he had reached an age where a man should be married, particularly a man of status who needed to produce heirs. but settling down meant settling. he and ella were happy at first. in the beginning, they were both so happy. the prince swore that being married was exactly what his life was missing, and was the most perfect husband ella could have asked for. he showered her with affection, with gifts. with poems, even. but he quickly found that you can only write so many poems about the same subject. and his eye began to wander. ella learned of the affair in the same moment she found out she was stripped of her royal title -- the prince's new bride had use of it. on the day of the wedding, ella's godmother turned the prince into a fearsome beast at the altar, announcing to the guests that now the wolf in sheep's clothing could no longer hide behind his deceitful tongue. now everyone would know his true nature. exiled to the woods, his title fell to his younger brother.

ii. in this world, he's a man again. ella is still his ex-wife. his brother is still his brother, but their royal status in enchanted falls is changed somewhat. sons of a developer who is said to have moved to the town some years ago with the hopes of monetizing the falls, whether marcus wanted the company or not, this title also fell to his brother. marcus instead owns the royal sip. while many in town wonder how it's such a successful business under seemingly inept ownership, there's more to marcus than meets the eye. he looks just like everyone else again. and he knows all too well that the easiest way to avoid suspicion is to appear harmless.

iii. marcus is really good at deceiving people. if anyone in town actually suspects him of being as devious and power-hungry as he really is, it would be only a handful of people at most and marcus would almost certainly be blackmailing or otherwise threatening them to ensure his secret is safe. the main thing people would think negatively of him for is his family, and their kind of enchanted falls backstory. he's naturally under a lot of suspicion because of this, so he really plays up the kind of clueless himbo thing as much as he can to throw people off.

[storybroke]

welcomed to the fray is 𝐬𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧, a 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚-𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒍𝒅 repair merchant at 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐬 who resembles 𝒓𝒂𝒉𝒖𝒍 𝒌𝒐𝒉𝒍𝒊. when spoken of by his friends & peers he is often described as 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐟𝐮𝐥 & 𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 ! trapped at night in his thoughts, he at times sees flickers of a time where he had once lived as 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 (𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞).

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐤 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 old leather straps, the glint of dust floating against rays of sun, the bitter reality of waking up from a dream, long walks and the familiar stretch and burn that come with them.

𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, seigfried eaton 𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔, seig 𝐚𝐠𝐞, thirty-five 𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉, 6/17 𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲, indian hindu 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓, cis - male 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬, he / him 𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, heterosexual 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, heteroromantic 𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, repair worker at shining armour repairs

... once he was ...

an experienced hunter and prince and son of a widowed queen, seigfried is both intelligent and gullible. with a temperament that of a stubborn young adult long past his early years, his maturity was certainly lacking. he was intended to be wed to odette from a young age, but often rejected her and her company for many years and many visits. he preferred the company of his close friends and companions instead.

... life in enchanted falls ...

haunted by his former life in more ways than one, seig has hardened though his kindness has flourished in place of his once upon a time: cocky attitude. he spends grueling hours at the shining armour repair shop of his own volition, pounding out dents in steel and iron, reshaping warped forms, and refurbishing rusted belt buckles. he has not so distant feelings for a certain woman in town; an ex of his persay.

𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐲𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐬 : coworkers, customers new and old, friendships from youth to friendships new, found family, sibling (non biological) relationships.

[untale]

we’re introduced to ERAN FINELL, the TWENTY SIX years old FILM PROJECTIONIST at JESTER’S CINEMA from enchanted falls who bears a striking resemblance to LOGAN LERMAN. the whispers in the wind tells us of their DILIGENT and PUSILLANIMOUS reputation. they are often haunted by dreams of a life lived as FINLEY (THE WIZARD OF OZ).

the townsfolk often are reminded of a chirping flock of morning doves, the ringing of a receptionist’s bell, old velveteen arm chairs, flickering light of a projector at the back of a movie theatre.

FULL NAME: eran finell NICKNAME(S): none applicable AGE: twenty six DATE OF BIRTH: unknown, year of [redacted] ETHNICITY: ashkenazi jewish GENDER: cis male PRONOUNS: he / him SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: biromantic OCCUPATION: film projectionist at jester's cinema

... once upon a time ...

finley was the lackey of none other than oscar diggs, meeting for the first time when he had saved the young shapeshifer from certain death, despite recognizing oscar's less than moral, and often self-involved decisions all too soon. he stuck by him through thick and thin, often overlooked but nonetheless loyal, gaining his own courage throughout their times together.

... life in enchanted falls ...

often found at the back of a movie theatre, keeping to himself in the solitude of the projection room, eran is an honorable man of simple pleasures. a former bellhop at midsummer night's inn until he was fired, eran allowed management to walk all over him. it's safe to say that he has been enjoying his new occupation since.

WANTED DYNAMICS: close, distant, new or old friendships, former lovers, crushes (more than likely unrequited or unknown, in eran's case), adversarial, roommates, neighbours.

[theroadtohells]

Διόνυσος

╰          cis  man  ,  he/him/his ☆ 𝐎 𝐍 𝐂 𝐄 𝐔 𝐏 𝐎 𝐍 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐌 𝐄   …      we’re  introduced  to  EMIR  KHALIFA,  the  TWENTY-SIX  years  old  BARTENDER  at  THE  RABBIT  HOLE  from  enchanted  falls  who  bears  a  striking  resemblance  to  MENA  MASSOUD.  the  whispers  in  the  wind  tells  us  of their  PHILANTHROPIC  and  CHAOTIC  reputation,  that’s  why  the  townsfolk  often  are  reminded  of  a  finger  curling  on  the  monkey’s  paw,  neon  lights  illuminating  the  night,  sickly  sweet  smells  of  e-cigarettes,  and  a  road  to  hell  paved  with  good  intentions.    they  are  often  haunted  by  dreams  of  a  life  lived  as  DIONYSUS  (  the  golden  touch  of  king  midas  )  

tw: alcoholism, drinking, vomiting

tl;dr he drinks; he parties; he's a mess; he's a nice guy; he causes problems by accident and on purpose

i . statistics

full name : emir khalifa

age : 26

gender : cis man

pronouns : he/him/his

occupation : bartender @ the rabbit hole

alignment: chaotic neutral

ii . in the present

emir is drunk, and if he's not drunk, he plans on drinking, and if he doesn't plan on drinking, then he's drunk. ( starting to catch on ? ) he's at work at the bar. actually, he's not at work. he slept through his shift. ( how has he not gotten fired ? ) because he fell asleep under the bar. because his boss is just as insane as him. because everyone in this town is just as insane as him. no, don't listen to him, he's rambling. he's had too much to drink.

and he's in a good mood. he's always in a good mood until he's not in a good mood. and you're going to have the best night of your life with him. and you're going to have the worst morning of your life the next day, face down in a toilet. face down in a gutter, he overslept, he's a drunkard.

he's had too much. he needs a ride home. somehow, not quite known as the town disaster just yet. there are worst disasters to come by. besides, he's still a nice guy. he's still there in a pinch if you need him. he's still showing up to brunch, looking nice with sunglasses and a cute outfit. was he really that mess you saw last night ? sometimes, he felt like two totally different people. no, it's just you who thinks that. everyone else thinks he's fine. fine and normal. maybe not normal. but fine.

it's all in your head; maybe you shouldn't drink so much.

iii . in dreams

his dreams are always weird even if they are always different. he's had one where he's awoken on the beach only to be kidnapped by pirates. he's had one where he's bullied by a bunch of frogs. he's even dreamt that he was turned to ash and then reborn again.

but one dream kept repeating to him. in it, he was drinking. ( he usually was - dream or not. ) and he lost a friend. except not a friend. a weird mix of the feeling between losing your dog and your parent at the grocery store.

and in it, he waits in agony. he searches and searches, but he knows in his heart, he will not find him. like most dreams go, where you're aware you've lived this before but you still cannot get out. ( bound by fate. )

and finally, someone brings back whom he so dearly missed. his rage and fear and guilt all drift away. he looks at the person standing in front of him -- a face he can never remember when he awakes but seems so clear while he is asleep -- and thanks him, offers him anything in the world.

and when he hears what he wants, he feels a weird twinge of schadenfreude. the way you feel when someone asks to eat a spoonful of vanilla extract. lick a lemon. "do you think i can balance on this chair?" you know the outcome, but you watch the chaos unfold before you.

who would grant misfortune onto someone who gives them a gift ? what does that say about him ? the gift-giver or receiver ? what does that say about emir ?

maybe he shouldn't drink so much before bed.

[whostheerisofthemall]

╰          cis  woman  ,  she/her/hers☆ 𝐎 𝐍 𝐂 𝐄 𝐔 𝐏 𝐎 𝐍 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐌 𝐄  …      we’re  introduced  to  SELENE  MOON,  the  THIRTY-FOUR  years  old  SALES  PERSON  at  ANDALASION  IMPORTS  &  PERFUMERY  from  enchanted  falls  who  bears  a  striking  resemblance  to  MEGAN  FOX.  the  whispers  in  the  wind  tells  us  of  their  AMBITIOUS  and  CUNNING  reputation,  that’s  why  the  townsfolk  often  are  reminded  of  the  insecurity  that  only  middle  schoolers  feel  when  they’re  not  invited  to  a  party,  backhanded  compliments  that  never  leave  your  mind,  long  sharped  manicured  nails  with  expensive  polish,  and  obscured  shadows  that  make  a  figure  look  larger  than  life.    they  are  often  haunted  by  dreams  of  a  life  lived  as  ERIS  (  SINBAD:  LEGEND  OF  THE  SEVEN  SEAS  )  .

i . statistics

full name : selene moon

age : 34

gender : cis woman

pronouns : she/her/hers

occupation : salesperson @ andalasion imports & perfumery

alignment: chaotic evil

ii . in the present

tw: body image, bullying 

tl;dr selene is mean for no reason.

"don't go into andalasion imports & perfumery if you want to have a good day. that's a piece of advice from me, to you, because you look pretty soft. and weak. don't take it the wrong way, that's just the vibe you give off.

because last time i went in the salesperson came out of the shadows like an apparition ( which is really quite hard to do, if you think about it, considering how bright that place is ) to tear me to shreds.

she ran her fingers through my hair, with the grace and the poise of a hairdresser -- not a stranger who just met me -- and complimented how beautiful it could be if it wasn't so flat. so lifeless. both greasy and dry. if that's somehow possible. she told me my clothes were a kind reminder that it's always important to hide your worst features with what you have at your disposable.

she acted like she knew me, like she had known me my whole life. she seemed to look right inside me, inside my bones, inside my soul. and then she talked. she talked and she talked.

and she told me everything that i wish no one could see about me. she told me things that i whispered to the mirror at night, things that i tried so hard to change about myself. she looked at me and repeated them all back to me.

and she did it all with a smile.

so please, don't go in there if you don't have to. don't get to know her if you can manage it. and most of all, don't let her know who you are. because then it's all over for you."

iii . in dreams

sometimes the strangest dreams awoke selene at night. always hazy, never quite easy to see through, to remember clearly. dreams where she's thousands of feet tall. she's a giant. she is not a woman, she's a god. everything in the world is at her disposable. and she likes it.