#kilmer.intro

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thirty five, she/her   ⟡   —   is that BAE NAYEON i just saw walking around kilmer’s cove? i heard they’re a RESIDENT who’s been here for SIX MONTHS. it slipped my mind, since they just tend to hang out at THE CLIFFS. at face value, they’re said to be POLITE and INDEPENDENT, but i don’t know… some people have said they can be quite STUBBORN and SELF-INDULGENT. just don't get on their bad side, I guess! don't tell then i told you thid, but i've heard they DO believe in all the ghost stories around town. who knows what the future holds for them?

BASIC INFORMATION:

First Name: Nayeon

Family Name: Bae

Birthday: 4th August, 1989

Zodiac sign: Leo

Birth Place: Seoul, South Korea

Time In Town: Six months

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Relationship status: Single

Occupation: Horror novelist

Faceclaim: Seo Yea-ji (Yeji)

APPERANCE:

Nayeon is a 5'7" women of South Korean descent. She has naturally dark brown hair, verging on black unless in direct sunlight with eyes of a similiar shade, which seem to sparkle with a caramel hue in the sun. She's of a slender build, kept up by obvious workouts she does to maintain her lean build. Most of the time, Nayeon is dressed to impressed, never wanting to be seen as sloppy. That is one thing she would never stand for, so she's always wearing expensive clothing with her hair and make up done to perfection. Heels are a must, she's rather deal with the pain than look upkept.

PERSONALITY:

NYeon is a very complex person. While she's strong and confident, she has a side that often lacks the ability to see herself as anything of importance, but she often over compensates with a self assuresnce most people can't see past because she's worried people will use her vunerability against her. She can either be your best friend or your worst enemy - a walking contradiction. She keeps the people she loves close to her while easily pushes those that don't matter into the background. Nayeon keeps her circle small, as she fears people use her for status rather than actually wanting to be her friend. She far more of a closed book than she first appears, Nayeon doesn't often reveal much about herself and prefers to keep her cards close to her chest. She's easy enough to talk to, it's just unlikely for her to let her guard down and become someone's best friend. Vulnerability isn't a strong suit of hers. While she often wishes she had someone she could confide in she always been apprehensive to let anyone in. Past expirences have taught her it's better not to trust anyone, so she closes herself off from people and can appear cold some times. Happiest when she's writing, Nayeon loses herself in the fictional worlds she creates. No monster she writers of could ever be more terrifying than the humans she encounters.

BIOGRAPHY:

Most of her life, Nayeon has felt lonely. As an only child, she came from a family of wealth, and while she never struggled financially, it always felt as though she was a burden to the people that were suppose to show her what love is. Because of this, she started acting out at an early age hoping for just a scrap of attention. Her parents usually brushed off their concerns over Nayeon, berating her for her foolish antics, often more concered over her embrassing their name than they were over finding the cause of her problems.

Due to the lack of parental responsibility in her life, Nayeon was forced to become independent at a young age. She was always far too intelligent for someone so young, at school this was highlighted by her teachers but it never meant much to Nayeon who knew she was only as smart as she was because her survival instincts forced her to be that way. Due to her wise ways, she skipped a few grades in school and this meant that Nayeon often struggled to make friends. Nayeon was always complemented on her beauty, which usually would boost your social status, but with everyone so much older than her, it felt as though they were on completely different paths of life. She never fit in and was often mocked by her peers as they didn't understand her.

Nayeon soon realised the only people that ever tried to get close to her, were people who were actually more interested in her family status and wealth than they were with her. Nayeon's family own several important, well sort after companies and everyone wanted a slice. This meant that Nayeon always found herself on gaurd, never fully trusting people on her life which made her even more of a recluse.

This is around the time Nayeon really started getting into books. When she wasn't causing havoc, slandering the Bae family name to humiliate her parents, she was getting lost in fantasy worlds. It was the only solace she truly had. When she was reading, Nayeon didn't feel like the sad, lonely girl she knew she was and rather felt like her life had meaning. Literature became her favourite thing, and she started writing herself as inspiration took over.

As if she wasn't enough outcast, Nayeon discovered she had an affinity for the darker aspect in life. While most people coward at the things that go bump in the night, Nayeon developed a fascination with it. At her status, the family background she came from called for a well rounded daughter, who fit in line with the sexist, immoral standards that had unfortunately raged on for centuries. Nayeon was never any of that, she decided that if people didn't accept her for who she was then she didn't want them in her life. While lonely, she was unapologetically herself and thoufh that lead to low self-esteem, Nayeon became an expert at covering it up with a faux air of arrogance, which no one never questioned.

At sixteen, Nayeon began to write her real tale as an assignment. A story of a zombie born into a world of humans. A horror novel with such graphic twists, most of her teachers were left with raised eyebrows. But at this point, despite her young age, Nayeon was in college and one of her professors took an interest in the work she was doing. He helped Nayeon develop the short story into a full book, something which Nayeon had always wanted to do but hadn't been fully confident enough with her writing skills to sit down and force herself to make a reality. Unbeknown to her, Nayeon's professor sent the book to several publishing firms and one of them wrote back, detailing their excitement in regards to the novel and this began the steady incline of Nayeon's career.

She'd always felt indebted to the professor who took her writing seriously, so along with writing a dedication to him in her first novel, Nayeon always helped him if he was ever in financial struggle and visited when he was lonely. Dropping out of college against her parents wishes, Nayeon moved out of the family home at seventeen and put all her energy on writing. It seemed as though evert year she had a new hit horror novel. Her parents were ashamed of this, while Nayeon was thriving, they saw her writing as blasphemous and so their realationship further deteriorate. The last time Nayeon saw them was when she was twenty-one, at her grandmother funeral. Sometimes Nayeon craves that family dynamic she was always longing for throughout her childhood, but she knows it doesn't exist. At least not for her.

While she grew up, Nayeon was always causing trouble in one way or another. Nothing too dramatic to get the news outlets talking, but enough that people would label her as bad news before even getting to know her. She didn't care much, until suddenly she did. A chance encounter with a man known as Hajoon at a hotel they were both staying at changed her outlook on life. Nayeon never cared about relationships, often finding them too messy, she was fine by himself. But Hajoon broke down her barriers, slowly and steady, she felt completely safe with him. He was her opposite, kind and giving. He showed her a world filled with love and compassion, a world which she never believed to exist. Hajoon was her person, and she never loved as deeply as she did with him.

It took a while, but Hajoon and Nayeon made their relationship official. Nayeon's writing continued and things were going really well, but her antics never truly stopped and Hajoon was growing tired of her behaviour. His parents didn't accept her, a big deal for their culture, he asked Nayeon to try and play nice with them but she refused to be anything but herself. Her stubborn nature caused them to buttheads often, they didn't like Nayeon's self importance, her blasé attitude and found her writing material to be rather repulsive, while she found them to be pompous and self righteous. Eventually that was what fractured the realtionship between her and Hajoon. While they were both deverstated to call an end to their four year realtionship, he confessed that he couldn't be with someone his parents despised and Nayeon was once again on her own.

From then on, it felt like the spark that once shined so bright burnt out. Nayeon had never given herself to someone the way she had to him, and with him out of her life, she didn't truly know how to cope. Writing seemed futile and so she stopped trying and lead an empty existence. When the year mark of the end of their relationship hit, that was the wake up call she needed. Publishers were still writing, asking for her latest novel and Nayeon didn't want to live in despair anymore. Forcing herself to move on was the hardest thing she ever did, but Nayeon knew she needed to do it.

If she was going to make a fresh start, Nayeon decided she needed to be somewhere else. As much as she loved Seoul, it was tainted with heartbreak and so she started doing hard research on places she could find a home in. Details of different cities, suburbs and countries often hit her laptop screen but nothing caught her interest until she stumbled upon a little fishing town knows as Kilmer's Cove — a charming place with beautiful water, stunning architecture and idyllic scenery. But what caught her attention the most was the ghost stories, the tale of the shipwreck that happened years ago and still makes the rounds with the locals.

With new found hope for inspiration, on a whim, Nayeon packed up all her belongings and shipped them to Kilmer's Cove, her new home away from the lonely existence she'd been living. She's only been in Kilmer's Cove for six months but she's already writing like crazy. Inspiration hit the moment she stepped foot in the little town, and she finds herself believing the ghost tales more and more. While she isn't the most social person around, she's polite to the locals and has managed to find her way around. She's at peace when she's spending time at The Ciffs and oftentimes writes her best ideas when she's there.

HEADCANONS:

TBA.

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

TBA.

[farewelld]

logan  lerman,  twenty  nine,  he/him      ⟡      —      is  that  RONAN  GREER  i  just  saw  walking  around  kilmer’s  cove ?  i  heard  they’re  a  RESIDENT  who’s  been  here  for  TWO  YEARS  it  slipped  my  mind,  since  they  just  tend  to  hang  out  at  THE  CLIFFS.  at  face  value,  they’re  said  to  be  GENUINE  and  INTUITIVE,  but  i  don’t  know…  some  people  have  said  they  can  be  quite  RESERVED  and  MALADROIT.  just  don’t  get  on  their  bad  side,  i  guess !  don’t  tell  them  i  told  you  this,  but  i’ve  heard  they  DO  believe  in  all  the  ghost  stories  around  town.  who  knows  what  the  future  holds  for  them !

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘴

name  :  ronan daniel greer .  date of  birth  :  dec 27th 1994  .  place  of  birth  :  new york .  occupation  :  entomologist aka bug expert .  language(s)  spoken  :  english . orientation  :  bisexual  &  biromantic  .  familial  : one half of the greer irish twins, aka born within twelve months of his older sister, naomi . has a mostly healthy yet distant relationship with both of his parents . pets  : border collie called jack .

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦

faceclaim : logan lerman . height : 5ft 10 . hair : brown, overgrown & due a cut . eye color : blue - grey . scent : jasmine, seawater, oakmoss, & cedar . markings : small, faded scar above the eyebrow . piercings : none .

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵

zodiac : capricorn . flaws : self-critical, stubborn, & finicky . strengths : hardworking, pragmatic & imaginative . drug / alcohol use : social smoker & drinker, no drug use . likes : nature (particularly insects & other animals), photography, herbal tea, reading, walking aimlessly, documentaries about space & history, being alone . dislikes : formal events, being underestimated, small talk with strangers, public speaking, unpredictability, feeling observed . mannerisms : compulsively scrapes nape of neck, wears knitwear even when it's not cold, frequent pacing (& resultant tripping over feet), speaks too quickly when talking about something he's passionate about, struggles with eye contact .

𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘

( tba in full ! )

ronan relocated to kilmer's cove in an effort to chase a quieter life, aided by the intrigue of discovering more about the mysterious town. with his dog, jack, in tow, ronan packed up his small apartment & waved goodbye to his fast-paced lifestyle in new york to further pursue his passion for entomology.

when he's not at the museum he can be found either walking with jack along the cliffs or coast, with his nose nestled in a book, or fussing over his personal collection of six legged friends .

personality wise, ronan has never really been the social type. although friendly enough, years of mostly enjoying his own company has left him a little out of practice when it comes to making conversation. he's very warm hearted & empathetic, though he's not the type to readily share how he's feeling, but is definitely a great listener. 100% has a dad joke sense of humour. as a man of science, he isn't proud to admit it but he does believe in the spooky happenings of kilmer & finds himself very interested in uncovering the town's history.

[tidelure]

ᵀᴴᴵˢ ᴳᴵᴿᴸ ᴵˢ ᶜᴴᴬᴿᴳᴱᴰ ᵂᴵᵀᴴ ᴬᴸᴸ ᵀᴴᴱ ᶠᴱᴹᴵᴺᴵᴺᴵᵀʸ ᴵᴺ ᵀᴴᴱ ᵂᴼᴿᴸᴰ. ᴵᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵒ ⁿᵉᵃʳ ʰᵉʳ ᵒʳ ᵗᵒᵘᶜʰ ʰᵉʳ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᶠⁱⁿᵍᵉʳ, ᵃ ˢᵖᵃʳᵏ ʷⁱˡˡ ˡⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵘᵖ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵒᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵉⁱᵗʰᵉʳ ᵏⁱˡˡ ʸᵒᵘ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵖᵒᵗ ᵒʳ ᵉˡᵉᶜᵗʳⁱᶠʸ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʷʰᵒˡᵉ ˡⁱᶠᵉ. ᴵᶠ ⁱᵗ’ˢ ˢᵒ ᵖᵃⁱⁿᶠᵘˡ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ᵐᵃⁿ ᵗᵒ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃᵇˢᵒʳᵇ ᵉˡᵉᶜᵗʳⁱᶜⁱᵗʸ, ʰᵒʷ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵖᵃⁱⁿᶠᵘˡ ⁱᵗ ᵐᵘˢᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵃ ʷᵒᵐᵃⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉˡᵉᶜᵗʳⁱᶜⁱᵗʸ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗᵒ ⁱⁿˢᵖⁱʳᵉ ˡᵒᵛᵉ.

                  ⁰⁰¹            𝚜𝚊𝚑𝚒𝚗 - 𝚟𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜,          𝚟𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊.   

GENERAL .

FULL  NAME.     vedia nanne sahin - van ness     SOBRIQUET(S)  /  ALIAS(ES)  /  TITLE(S)     .     aside from the occasionally shortened vee, and some cousins who call her an affectionate nana, she's known to more than one individual in town as  princess.   AGE     .    twenty - five  ( 25 )  GENDER  +  PRONOUNS     .   cis  woman,  she  +  her     ORIENTATION     .   tbd     OCCUPATIONS     .   unemployed, aka heiress to the sahin - van ness fortune & lead actress at playhouse theatre.     TRAITS     .   captivating, sensitive, charming, fanciful, coquettish, selfish, vain, spoiled, curious, mercurial, escapist, jealous, warm, graceful, romantic, melancholy, creative.

PRESENCE .

HEIGHT     .   stands at 5'2"   HAIR     .     dark brown, long & meticulously upkept.  EYE COLOUR  . green, though up close one will notice a blue limbal ring at the border of the iris. also known as central heterochromia. example here.  BODY . very petite, slender.  DISTINGUISHING FEATURES . most noticeable is her large doe eyes. particularly small wrists and ankles.        VOICE CLAIM     .     tbd. 

HISTORY : TRIGGER WARNINGS : mention of mental health condition ( delusional disorder ), suicide/death, implied murder.

this is a story about many stories. you would be forgiven for thinking it an anthology, one which moves from one tale to the next with identifiable delineations in between, the usual deaths and births and corresponding blank pages to mark them, but this is not quite that sort of chronicle. the story i am about to tell you is one that overlaps, one that has been written from one pot of ink onto the same few scraps of paper. if you lift each page to the light, you will see the overlay of the dozens who have come before whispering in faded ink: ghosts in the margins. this story, as you must understand, is a palimpsest. i cannot tell you about her without speaking of everyone who came before.

it begins with someone very far away, an ancestor very distant and yet not so remote to be the very first man. he was a sahin, as she is a sahin, and he lived in the cove, as she lives in the cove. yet the one we know now sits on great wealth, and this man has been dirt and rock to lay upon. but as the tale-tellers would tell it, he is clever as a fox and just as willing to dig in the mud to find his meal. clever and foxlike enough, they say, not to care what bones he unearths in the process. smart and beastial enough to do what must be done to ascertain a future. what is known for certain is this: one day the sahin family line has no hope, the next it prospers. what can be said of the dates is that they are coincidental at best, damning at worst: this change occurs on the meridian line of the cove's great shipwreck. it is never proven, ne'er so much as confirmed by the breath of a dying man, but still there are whispers of men who stood out on the cliffs, hanging a great lantern from a tall distance, calling a ship to its fatal end so as to gut and skin it. profit born from death.

so that man from very far away, he grows very rich very suddenly, and from the seed of business he plants grows the sahin empire. their profit tangles inevitably with the sleepy town of kilmer cove, twisting until they stand as a pillar of the very community, but so too does tragedy braid itself into the family line like supporting beams. inexplicable deaths and strange misfortunes plague the sahin family generation by generation, and amongst the townsfolk comes the word curse. cursed they are, each and every one of them, for the acts of their ancestor.

in all the time that passes the world grows more modern, and perhaps less superstitious, but no less strange. there seems a time where curses and sea-doom has been outgrown or at least cast off, shed like the worn shingles of an aged house, but the curse in our blood always comes back. safiye sahin-van ness is a woman of untenable loveliness. though she passes before her granddaughter may meet her, it's said they bare an eerie resemblance to one another: a thing vedia may only gauge from old photographs and the haunted look upon her father's face. but safiye, beloved as she is, meets an early and tragic death like so many come before her. held by a mental health condition that would never fully relent no matter what treatment was provided, safiye would come to believe she was a kelpie being forcedly kept from her home in the sea — a idea no doubt acquired from the town's oft-discussed dark lore. in a fit of delusion, she sought to return to the saltwater: and in pitching herself from the cliffs, met a final end. in the sahin-van ness household, who blame the townsfolk's gossip for the ideation fixed in safiye's head, talk of the curse and all local legends are banished.

in vedia's birth, the world alters its very material. everything becomes silk and satin. paranoid for the safety of his child, the sahin-van ness patriarch keeps his daughter swaddled at all times, and ensures that which she comes into contact with shows only its soft underbelly. weaned on the milk and honey of the world, the girl grows to be as she is fed, soft and heavily sweetened. how could it be any other way, when she's been shown no salt, no fat? undoubtedly spoiled, indefensibly selfish, she is also a delight incarnate: a heady mix of charm and beauty, naïvete and genuine warmth, that can only be bred under the proper circumstances. perhaps it is this tincture of soul that sees her so beloved, or perhaps this love the town shows her is built from fear, the wariness that without protection, she will be dragged under by the same dark force that stole those innocents that came before. a preeminent darling. a doomed daughter.

the township releases its breath as she grows, drawing finally into the shape of a woman: this, surely, is a good sign. but fate likes to strike at the weak places, the liminal spots of the body, the space between exhale and the very next inhale. drawn to the glamour of the thespian, vedia debuts at the playhouse: a talented little ingenue, all agree. compelling and convincing in equal turns, masqueraded from one role to the next, too skilled for their little stage. yet it is not until her first tragic role that the audience goes still — her performance so real, so terribly raw, that they can feel the scratch of pain in their own throats. for one long minute the room stays silent, no sound to be heard but the clenching of jaws. the applause, then, is ravenous. a great beast rising up and over her heard. the girl in the spotlight blinks as if stunned, as if forgetting where she finds herself — who she finds herself situated within. then in a moment she is back, great doe eyes blinking coyly at that array of hands, the scent of honey filling the room once more. yet as this great talent persists across more shows, growing more consuming with each tragedian role — from shakespeare to chekhov, tennessee williams to arthur miller — so too do the rumours. no mortal thing, this talent of hers. too strange, too overlarge. this unnerving ability is a portent, an omen, a sign: the curse is back. and it possesses vedia's thick-beating heart.

SPARKNOTES .

vedia is the daughter of the sahin-van ness family, one of the wealthiest & oldest families in town. though well-respected, local rumour is that the family is cursed due to their ancestor's terrible act -- allegedly purposefully causing the infamous kilmer cove shipwreck which resulted in many deaths. the family has had many great tragedies over the years, including several early deaths; most notably among them vedia's grandmother (who she's said to very closely physically resemble), who had a delusive disorder which saw her believing she was a kelpie. in an episode she throws herself off the cliffs to "return" to the sea, resulting in her death. due to her father's belief in the family curse, vedia is coddled and closely protected as a child by himself and those around her. consequently she becomes a darling of the town, an unofficial princess. long thought to have been swaddled enough to avoid the family doom, lately there is talk that the curse has reached vedia, due to her performances at the playhouse — her tragedies on stage seem so real, so genuine and heartbreaking, that it can only be the mark of some kind of haunting.

HEADCANONS :

per this quote, vedia has something of a classic transatlantic accent, as does the rest of her family.

vedia sleepwalks something terrible, a challenge she's dealt with since childhood. generally this only occurs within the house, but there have been a handful of occasions she's been found in her nightgown in town.

while she is genetically only a sahin, the hyphenated surname van ness comes from a second/late in life marriage three generations ago. at the time it was a big deal, as the van ness family (and their fortune) predates even the sahin's, and the merging was the cause for great celebration. while the marriage never bore any children, the surnames have remained hyphenated, and children in the family are given a middle name from one of the van ness ancestors.

the sahin-van ness's have a storied history of getting their dogs from the same breeder one town over, and have also had teddy's mother, grandfather, and various other ancestors in the house.

she wears a locket baring a figure vedia has yet to identify, but is actually melpomene - the greek muse of tragedy. she borrowed stole this locket from a box in her father's room. it belonged to her grandmother - the one she supposedly bares a great image too. he does not know she has it, and she takes great pains to hide it from him. is vedia possessed by the spirit of melpomene .... has she made a deal w her .... whose to say !

she knows far more about the world and the "curse" than she lets on :) the charade is upkept for the benefit of others, most especially her father

as could be expected, vedia's family live in their ancestral home, by now a couple hundred years old. why yes it is on top of a hill, however did you guess? why yes there is decay below the opulence, wood rotted by seaspray, a view of the cliffs...

CHARACTER INSPIRATIONS :

catherine earnshaw, wuthering heights. scarlett o'hara, gone with the wind. daisy buchanan, the great gatsby. katrina van tassel, sleepy hollow. victoria everglot, corpse bride. bluebeard's bride, bluebeard. charlotte la bouff, the princess and the frog. the whispering muse by laura purcell. jamaica inn by daphne du maurier. every gothic heroine whose ever run from a dark estate at midnight in a flowing white gown.

WANTED CONNECTIONS :

HAUNT ME THEN . 24-30 masc. the heathcliff to her cathy... a deep unbreakable bond established in childhood that no one else can ever fully understand or touch, and a thing that quietly grew to its own strange kind of love. they either haven't or no longer speak of these emotions, particularly because he is not of the same ilk as the sahin-van ness family. my god please give me this

I AM NO BIRD . tourist or out of towner. an individual who has come from outside of kilmer cove, and bonded with vedia. perhaps they're still dazzled, but they witness her without the mirage of fog that is applied by those steeped in the kilmer cove lore: and they can see clearly that the bog of this place and this mythology is not mystic, but it is dooming her all the same. she should leave and start anew elsewhere, and they don't understand why she won't do just that — so they intend to convince her of as much, or perhaps take her with them when they leave.

WE CAN NEVER GO BACK AGAIN . an longterm crush of vedia's that's likely unattainable, be it because of age or relationship status or some other quality. they have to her over the years evolved beyond a person and become more of an idea or ideal, and she's never been able to let this affection go. / ALTERNATIVELY, this can be done the opposite, with someone harbouring this sort of crush on her.

I WALK ENCHANTED . an individual who become particularly stunned by her performances at the playhouse, and has since been sure to attend every one. they have the desire to get to know her, but her status has kept them shyly afar. pls come give her a rose at the stage door she'll promptly fall in love (for at least a week)

MISCELLANEOUS . friends that go all the way back to childhood, please !!! a group of rich kids whose bond is tangled and weird and (call that the gothic non judgemental breakfast club). cameron/bianca 10 things i hate about you energy ("are you asking me out? that's so cute! what's your name again?" vs "have you always been this selfish?" "... yes."). mom- and dad-friends who look after her and her whimsies. someone whose found her sleepwalking in town (princess anne and joe, anyone?)

[injaws]

jenna ortega, twenty-three, she/her   ⟡   —   is that ESMERALDA HEROUX i just saw walking around kilmer’s cove? i heard they’re a TOURIST who’s been here for TWO MONTHS. it slipped my mind, since they just tend to hang out at THE LIGHTHOUSE. at face value, they’re said to be INTELLIGENT and RESOURCEFUL, but i don’t know… some people have said they can be quite BLUNT and STANDOFFISH. just don’t get on their bad side, i guess! don’t tell them i told you this, but i’ve heard they DO  believe in all the ghost stories around town. who knows what the future holds for them! 

mention of child abandonment.+ disability (vision)

BASICS:

full name: esmeralda genesis heroux nickname(s): esme, es age: twenty-four gender: cis woman pronouns: she/her sexuality: bisexual biromantic date & place of birth: december 31 in el monte, california occupation: paleontology doctorate candidate & researcher at the tanya b. heady museum faceclaim: jenna ortega piercings: so many. six on each ear, a belly button piercing, and a nose stud traits: reserved, polite, observant, cynical, meticulous, blunt, curious, stoic similar to:  kat stratford (10 things i hate about you), elphaba thropp (wicked), prue halliwell (charmed), gayle weathers (scream), camilla saroyan (bones), monica geller (friends), nancy wheeler (stranger things), beca mitchell (pitch perfect) aesthetics: coffee with an ungodly amount of creamer, humming songs while cooking dinner, going outside at 3 am to look at the stars, accidental 5 hour long naps, an earbud always in one ear, an array of rings on each hand, bitten lips, over the ear headphones notable characteristics: wide, boring eyes, typically shaded by lenses; constant eye bags accompanied lips bitten red; hair hastily chopped at the shoulder with the claim of it being "easier to manage"; chunky soled shoes to make up for the lack of height otherwise; a near-permanent suspicious scowl

BULLET POINTS:

— born as one of two twins. her parents, who didn't know they were having twins, gave her up because they didn't prepare for two children. -- esme, who had been born legally blind, was chosen to be the one given up — was fostered and later adopted by parents aksel and sarah heroux in manhattan, new york. — found her forever home with the two, later coming to have younger siblings of her own (her younger brother aleksei is very close to her heart and practically her best friend) — growing up she was always known as an “old soul” (read: autistic), and on account of both her disability and a personality that favored blunt (but observational) remarks, esme was teased a bit relentlessly — grew to be quite reserved and tightly wound as a defense mechanism, building strong armor in the form of poisonous words and evasiveness (no she will not process any of this please dni) — leant into books, music, film, and poetry to help her escape throughout the years and cherished the time she had with her family (homeschool kid ass energy…) — went to columbia to get her bachelor's in geology, and stayed to begin her doctorate program in paleontology — special interest in dinosaurs and yes it is ridiculously serious — applied to work at a research site in scotland (where dinosaurs actually effing existed), got sent to kilmer instead. not happy about it, only staying because she thinks the museum is actually quite cool — currently maybe getting a bit too curious about finding out what the fuck is happening in town/its history … maybe she should watch where she steps :O 

HEADCANONS:

— wears special glasses that correct the little vision she had – can now see pretty much 20/20 with them on, hates them and sometimes doesn't wear them — when not wearing their glasses usually uses a form of echolocation through little tongue clicks or snaps and wears sunglasses to cover her eyes (has very fun shapes i must say) — autistic special interest is dinosaurs. sleeps to dinosaur jungle asmr. please do not engage unless you want to have your ear talked off. ---  baby loves to cook. always trying new recipes & loves to host dinner parties. she did many a cooking classes as a kid. she also danced for a while, but uses it now more as stress relief than anything else. — always tired. 9/10 if she isn’t replying it’s because she’s sleeping. insane concealer budget — loves film and movies and thinking way too deep into them. her letterboxd goes crazy. that being said, their standards are questionable — big fan of animal crossing. terraforming beast. her sims house goes crazy — she has a black leopard gecko named honey, a black cat named milagro, and an array of fish, including a small leopard catshark named buddy. — collects bugs in amber as well as other small fossils — maximalist and has a bajillion stuffed animals — favorite season is winter — always wearing chunky boots — always cold — wicked sweet tooth — rides a motorcycle (her dad hates it she keeps giving him a heart attack) — never found without her cherry cola flavored vape <3

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

guh. check back l8r.

[venettus]

⟡ — IS THAT TIPPI SAINT-JAMES I JUST SAW WALKING AROUND KILMER’S COVE? I HEARD THEY’RE A RESIDENT WHO’S BEEN HERE FOR FIVE YEARS. IT SLIPPED MY MIND, SINCE THEY JUST TEND TO HANG OUT AT THE CLIFFS . AT FACE VALUE, THEY’RE SAID TO BE DEVOUT AND GENTLE, BUT I DON’T KNOW… SOME PEOPLE HAVE SAID THEY CAN BE QUITE STUBBORN AND ESCAPIST. JUST DON’T GET ON THEIR BAD SIDE, I GUESS! DON’T TELL THEM I TOLD YOU THIS, BUT I’VE HEARD THEY DO BELIEVE IN ALL THE GHOST STORIES AROUND TOWN. WHO KNOWS WHAT THE FUTURE HOLDS FOR THEM!

BIRTH NAME  tippi elizabeth saint-james.   KNOWN AS  tips, much to her chagrin.   AGE  thirty. BIRTHDATE   feb 2nd.   GENDER + PRONOUNS  cis woman + she/her.     ZODIAC CHART aquarius sun OCCUPATION marine biologist & paleontologist, currently curator of tanya b. heady museum of natural history LANGUAGES english, spanish, latin

HEIGHT  5′ 5″ .   HAIR  blonde,  styled in soft, voluminous curls that frame her face  EYE COLOR  green.   HOMETOWN  nantucket, massachusetts ACCENT a local accent of eastern new england english.   SCENT  mixture of honeysuckle, sicilian lemon and sea notes LIVING ARRANGEMENTS  tba, living with her fiance PETS a white ragdoll that most resembles a ball of snow, named shelby CHARACTER INSPIRATION kya clarke ( where the crawdads sing ),  danielle flinders ( submergence ), hedy lamarr ( for just how smart she was ) + marilyn monroe ( for her impeccable style )

an only child of two esteemed professors, a chemist, and a historian, weaned on science and the beauty of logic. an only child easily grows into a lonesome girl, especially on an island such as nantucket, which is no wider in length than the length of a dreamer's wish.

much of her childhood, she spent alone, raising herself in the family backyard, which was abutted on a body of water, whilst her parents traveled to and fro the mainland, too busy with work to truly and fully commit to their daughter.

say what you wish, as one always does, but it's the only sort of life that tippi has ever known. down by the water, where there are strong currents and shifting sands, she teaches herself how to swim and follow the riptide, and the first love that she finds, she finds with her magical touch, in the shape of seashells and conches — but here's the thing, everything is magic, except to the magician.

under her father's magnifying glass imported from england, she finds the first traces of an old life, but if only that were enough. she ought to know more and she ought to know the best.

at nineteen, she uproots herself in hopes of attending stanford, taking part in a dual degree program, which for she sacrifices and gives every inch and pound of herself. four years later, at only twenty-three, she begins her pursuit of her master's degree, and it's an odyssey that culminates at twenty-five, when she sinks her pearly teeth deep into the idea of a doctorate.

in need of something new, something better and entirely bored of california, she stumbles upon kilmer cove on her way back home, and the rest, as they say, is rust and seashells.

tippi's been a resident of kilmer cove for over five years now, and four of them, she spent working on her phd. she finally earned it last year, when she also got her promotion and became the curator of tanya b. heady museum of natural history. before that, she was one of many researchers working at the museum.

she has also published two books. one about the earliest known vertebrates and one children's book which is devoted and dedicated to the most notable extinct sea creatures. she sketched them herself of course.

she's currently working on her third book, though its theme and content are unknown to the public just yet — she's rather preoccupied with heading the museum and also planning her wedding.

loves an icy bath, you can catch her swimming always, regardless of the season and the weather.

known for her incredible personal sophistication and magnetism filled with warmth, though it's hard to get to know her beyond the surface. it's not you, it's the years she dedicated to science.

surprisingly a believer, but in a way that a scientist is. there's something that exists between people that just can't be so easily explained.

usually looks like she stepped out of a different era, since her style is greatly inspired by marilyn. that is, when she isn't knees-deep in mud.

her cat shelby is five and a half years old and tippi got her in hopes of avoiding further loneliness in kilmer cover, but that turned out quite differently in the end.

[selfobsess]

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name: isadora byron

nicknames: isa, is, izzy, whatever ur heart desires to call her as well.

age: 27

birthday: june 13

pronouns: she/her

sexuality: bisexual

traits: charismatic, affable, self-centered, careless, materialistic, ambitious, unsentimental, lawless, direct, indelicate, reserved, lonesome

tropes: hard-drinking party girl, rich bitch, the hedonist, proud beauty

likes: champagne, partying, short skirts, high heels, money, being up till 7am and going to sleep at 3pm, mirrors, rule-breaking, smoking, charlie xcx, socializing, singing, dancing, making friends, music, traveling, hosting parties, being known, licor

dislikes: know-it-alls, parents, talking about her feelings, romance, mornings, staying still, being quiet, being told what to do, boredom, licorice

fun facts: she technically went to school but tended to skip classes daily. she has two tattoos and cannot remember getting either of them. she does not consider herself to be particularly mean-spirited, but when you have had everything handed to you for all your life, can you really be a nice person? do you even know what "nice" is?

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a brief study of isa -

isadora byron ( yes, nikolas byron, the movie producer, is her father ) was born with a silver spoon, and she knows it. being the only child of her father´s fourth and current marriage, she has had full access to his money since the day she was born ( neither of her parents usually reside in kilmer, so the mansion is also basically hers. this does explain the multiple lavish parties she throws every year ). she used to have small roles in some of her father's movies when she was younger, but it was too much work for her liking, so she stopped doing that when she turned sixteen. even so, she loves the fact that people know who she is, and her ego is as big as she is beautiful ( her own words ). isadora can be pretty smart, but she is not unfamiliar to the fact that most people assume her to be stupid; she has used this to her advantage before. her biggest loves are luxury and excess, and her number one priority is always herself. even though she is a social butterfly, few people really know her, which is what she prefers.

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questions -

   —   if they’ve lived here their whole life, what has made them stay ?

isadora has everything here. she is a known face and feels like she can do whatever she wants anytime she wants to. she also considers herself to be the it girl of kilmer ( she might have a big ego probably maybe who knows ). this girl knows that leaving the place would include having to start from somewhere, and even if she has maaany advantages in life for that to be pretty easy for her, she feels no need to do so and does not want to take the risk. also, she has plenty of friends here ( and admirers she would add ), so even if it’s not her family, there are many people keeping her in kilmer as well. she does like to travel, but her home is here.

   —   does your muse have a job in kilmer’s cove ?

you could say she has two jobs or you could say she is unemployed and both would be equally right statements. she is a part-time model and part-time influencer, part-time because she doesn’t take any of these jobs seriously. i mean, the girl is rich, but she looooves money and is obsessed with herself so having those jobs were just a logical next step for her. she is a pretty good model but a shitty influencer; isa uses her social media as any normal person would, but accepts brand deals often without really caring what she is selling to her audience. she might have scammed people once or twice or ten times because of this. the only reason isa can have these means of money-making is because of who her father is, and being aware of this, she exploits the fact.

   —   does she believe in the supernatural ?

as smart as she can be sometimes, she is completely ignorant of this side of kilmer´s cove.

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ooc: panda - she/her - cst

[scpsis]

enzo vogrincic, twenty-nine, he/him   ⟡   —   is that WYMON VISSER i just saw walking around kilmer’s cove? i heard they’re a RESIDENT who’s been here for TWENTY-SIX YEARS. it slipped my mind, since they just tend to hang out at THE CLIFFS. at face value, they’re said to be OBSERVANT and SINCERE, but i don’t know… some people have said they can be quite PASSIVE and MOROSE. just don’t get on their bad side, i guess! don’t tell them i told you this, but i’ve heard they DO believe in all the ghost stories around town. who knows what the future holds for them!

biography · quickfacts · wanted connections · pinterest ( character study · visage )

[ofglitterz]

hunter schafer, twenty - six, she/her ⟡ — is that ZIGGY LANDRY i just saw walking around kilmer’s cove ? i heard they’re a RESIDENT who’s been here for HER ENTIRE LIFE. it slipped my mind, since they just tend to hang out at THE BOARDWALK. at face value, they’re said to be EFFERVESCENT and WHIMSICAL, but i don’t know … some people have said they can be quite HEEDLESS and FLOODING. just don’t get on their bad side, i guess ! don’t tell them i told you this, but I've heard they DO believe in all the ghost stories around town. who knows what the future holds for them !

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[ycsterdays]

zaria simone, twenty-five, she/her   ⟡   —   is that ANISA FRANKLIN i just saw walking around kilmer’s cove? i heard they’re a RESIDENT who’s been here for SIX YEARS. it slipped my mind, since they just tend to hang out at DELPHI'S  DELIGHT  SPIRITUALITY  SHOP. at face value, they’re said to be ASSERTIVE and BOLD, but i don’t know… some people have said they can be quite VAIN and SELFISH. just don’t get on their bad side, i guess! don’t tell them i told you this, but i’ve heard they DO NOT believe in all the ghost stories around town. who knows what the future holds for them!

STATS

full name: anisa helene franklin   nicknames: ani, nisa hometown: new york, ny   sexuality: lesbian   birthday: december 30   zodiac: capricorn sun, gemini moon, virgo rising  height: 5’3”  marital status: single children: none   traits: assertive, bold, confident, vain, selfish, judgmental 

BACKGROUND tw terminal illness, parental death

born to a wealthy and creative family in new york city, anisa was bound to be Great (ask anyone)

she is the youngest of three and the only girl and was VERY spoiled <3

her mom brought her to auditions starting very young and she quickly become a pretty popular young actress, played a lot of creepy children in horror films and was a main character in a musical tv show on disney in her early teens

she loved it and was very determined to do well and continue on this path

until she turned 18 and right around that same time, her dad was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer; it wasn't long until he was in hospice care and shortly after the diagnosis, he passed

anisa's dad was her biggest cheerleader and they were very close and the loss hit her HARD

she quit the project she was working on (an a24 film sure to catapult her to a different kind of fame and career) and spiraled

at the bottom of the spiral, she decided she wanted to give up her life of fame and shipped off to somewhere she considered remote (kilmer)

hardly anyone from her life pre-kilmer knows where she is, just her family and a friend or two, and she likes it that way

she works at delphi's because she needs something to do, she doesn't believe in any of the spiritual stuff and is probably very condescending and annoying whilst working the register

PERSONALITY

Mean Lesbian trope

very type a, hates anything to be out of place, hates when things don't go exactly as she planned

very hard on herself but even harder on everyone else

is hard to get close to, prefers to keep most of her friendships and relationships superficial bc she is afraid to get close to anyone bc that means she could lose them and then she would spiral again

emotionally unavailable (hot)

reads a lot, always has a book at the register when she's working and always has one in her oversized telfar

is quite short but pretends she is not

does not take shit and reacts badly to criticism (she believes there is no constructive criticism unless she is the one giving it)

prickly

resting bitch face

will not open up, someone come make her <3

is an absolute nightmare if she does not get a full 8 hours of sleep every night

[s0leinis]

── .✦ 𝔤𝔞𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔩 𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔟𝔦𝔬𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔭𝔥𝔶

⟡ — is that GABRIEL ANDRIES i just saw walking around kilmer’s cove? i heard they’re a RESIDENT who’s been here for TEN YEARS. it slipped my mind, since they just tend to hang out at THE INN. at face value, they’re said to be CHARISMATIC and INTELLIGENT, but i don’t know… some people have said they can be quite CONDESCENDING and SELF-RIGHTEOUS. just don’t get on their bad side, i guess! don’t tell them i told you this, but i’ve heard they DO NOT believe in all the ghost stories around town. who knows what the future holds for them! (sophie, she/her, gmt-8)

full name: gabriel andries hometown: new york city, ny sexuality: painfully hetero (everyone boos) gender: cisman, he/him occupation: detective birthday: august 25th, 1988 zodiac: virgo (everyone boos again) height: 5'10" languages spoken: english face claim: nick sagar

── .✦ background

gabriel andries was the eldest of five children born to bernice and herman andries. he grew up with strict, religious parents who instilled in him the importance of following the rules. this upbringing gave gabriel a strong sense of right and wrong. being the oldest of five children, he also felt he had an obligation to protect.

after graduating high school, gabriel chose to enroll in the police academy, and in the years that followed, he applied to become a detective. he loved his career, relishing the opportunity to solve mysteries and serve his community. however, he soon found that the emotional toll of his job was becoming overwhelming.

one day, while on duty, gabriel was called to a particularly horrific crime scene. as he worked on the case, he uncovered several details that led him into morally grey territory. the weight of the investigation haunted him, causing him to lose sleep and, ultimately, pushing him to his breaking point.

realizing he needed to make a change, gabriel faced a dilemma: he couldn’t envision an identity beyond that of a detective. instead of abandoning his career altogether, he decided to seek a position in a much quieter, neighboring town. gabriel quit his job and applied for a position in kilmer's cove, hoping to finish out his career working on smaller, clearer-cut cases that would restore his peace of mind.

── .✦ personality

gabriel is smart but he knows it which is the worst kind of smart. he often uses his job as a way to try on flex on others but mostly to impress women. he is a pathological flirt and physically cannot help himself. turns the charm on by tenfold to get what he wants. he plays emotions as a joke because that's what they are to him ! he hates being perceived as weak! gabriel feels he has a really good judge of morality, but this job has clearly shown him that life isn't black/white.

── .✦ headcanons

has a three legged dog named scout

loves the outdoors, if he could he would spend days alone camping and fishing and what have you

why do i feel like he would love to gossip and weigh in on reality tv show commentary

i'll add more here later!

── .✦ connections

unlikely duo

past situationships/exes

friends

scallywags and hooligans in the area

enemies

maybe a mentorship situation?? with work??

uhhhmfuhhhh

ill add more later <3

[humannaturee]

thirty one, she/her ⟡ — is that LENNOX ALBRIGHT i just saw walking around kilmer’s cove? i heard they’re a RESIDENT who’s been here for TWENTY EIGHT YEARS. it slipped my mind, since they just tend to hang out at HER BAR. at face value, they’re said to be SOCIAL and KNOWLEDGEABLE, but i don’t know… some people have said they can be quite IGNORANT and RECKLESS. just don’t get on their bad side, i guess! don’t tell them i told you this, but i’ve heard they DO NOT believe in all the ghost stories around town. who knows what the future holds for them!

BASIC INFORMATION:

First Name: Lennox

Family Name: Albright

Birthday: 30th December 1993

Zodiac Sign: Capricorn

Birth Place: Kilmer's Cove

Time In Town: Most her life

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Relationship Status: Single

Occupation: Bar owner of 'The Drunken Poet'

Faceclaim: Greta Onieogou

APPERANCE:

Lennox is 5'8" mixed raced women with tanned skin. She has dark, raven coloured hair and while she changes the style from time to time, it's naturally curly. Her eyes are dark brown, with honey coloured highlights. Lennox has a slim build, and often runs which maintains her figure. While she's fashionable, she typically opts for comfortable clothing that leans more on the casual side, although she does dress up when the occasion calls for it. Lennox has a single tattoo of an ocean wave on her ribs, which she got from her wilder days.

PERSONALITY:

Bold and non abrasive, Lennox has a way of being both unapologetically herself while simultaneously finding it easy to care for people around her. She's never been one to make solid plans - more of a go with the flow kind of girl who likes to take things day by day and live in the moment. Afraid of commitment and planning ahead, she does her best to avoid such trivial things. She tends to be rather impulsive, her decision making has got her into a few sticky situations but she knows how to overcome obstacles in her path. Lennox has a pretty sarcastic sense of humour and uses it so the bad things in life don't seem so difficult. She's easy to get along with but not one to be crossed, she's not afraid to cut people out of her life if she thinks they're undeserving of being there. She's live in her home town for the majority of her life and being the owner of a bar means she's seen a lot of things, so if anyone needs any information about any of the town residents, she's always one to ask.

BIOGRAPHY:

Triggers: car crash, death, drug abuse, drinking.

Lennox was the second born child (but the only daughter) in a three child house hold. Her parents were kind and loving, providing their children with the best lifestyle they could muster up. They lead small town lives and due to the fact they had kids so young, they were never able to set out and see much of the world.

Always close with her siblings, she had a fairly normal childhood. While there were always whisperings surrounding ghost tales in Kilmer's Cove, Lennox had never believed them, even as a child she'd always jusy brushed the stories to the side assuming them to be false. Her brothers had often tried to toy with her in regards of the supposed ghosts surrounding Kilmer's Cove, but she'd always just laugh it off.

Having a rather unremarkable, but loving childhood meant that Lennox always felt sheltered and protected from anything bad happening. So it was entirely unexpected when at fifteen, Lennox was pulled out of school by her grandparents who had to break the news to Lennox and her siblings that her parents had been involved in a fatal car accident that took both of their lives. The sunshine and rainbows she knew of her life turned to dark clouds and her entire existence changed from that moment on.

For once, Lennox allowed the skepticism in her fall back. She wanted nothing more than for that to be false, but knowing she couldn't change fate she found herself hoping thag the ghost stories were true, because if they were, maybe it wasn't the end of her parents. The deverstation she felt built up for months until she realised there was never going to be any signs. Ghosts weren't real and her family unit was fractured.

While their grandparents on their mother's side took on the responsibility of the care takers to three teenagers, Lennox became the shell of who she once was. She stopped spending time with her siblings and got involved with the wrong crowd, using drugs at a young age to numb the loss of her parents but it never lasted long. The high helped, but the reality of her situation always came crashing down causing her to go harder the next day.

Lennox was a mess, though she often did well at hiding it to not worry her grandparents. Her messed up survival tactics came to a blow when her older brother told their grandparents what was happening promoting them to send Lennox away for six months to get help. Once she returned home, she pretended like everything was okay but closed herself off to the people around her.

After graduating from school, she was supposed to attend college like her brother but Lennox ditched that idea all together. Knowing her parents never got to expierence the world, she decided she didn't want that for herself too and so on a whim, Lennox decided to go solo travelling. Her additions came back at full force, and she rarely checked in back home unless absolutely necessary. Lennox was the life of every party she ever attended, happy and care free when she wasn't thinking about the pain she expirenced.

Lennox was drawn back to Kilmer's Cove after receiving a phone call informing her of her grandfather's declining health. Suddenly the parties felt lifeless and she made her way back home where she stayed with her grandparents, taking care of them and the home when she could. Lennox sobered up and got her act together for the sake of her family and she continued living with her grandmother after her husband passed away.

Figuring she needed something to keep her entertained, Lennox started looking for different business ventures in Kilmer's Cove that she could spend time on and that's when she took interest in a bar that dated back to the 1800's. It had been closed for decades, but Lennox found herself drawn to it and so she purchased the place with her share of the inheritance her parents left behind and started renovations shortly after. Any of the original brick work still intact she saved, and she called the bar 'The Drunken Poet." The bar became her saving grace, and she's put everything she has into it. Lennox treats the bar and the people who drink there with the upmost respect and expects her staff to do the same.

She still spends as much time as she can with her grandmother, but Lennox now lives in the apartment above the bar she owns and has become rather friendly with the locals. Her wild past still haunts her from time to time, but she's been doing her best to move forward and see the brighter side of life.

HEADCANONS:

TBA

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

TBA

[wra1thed]

CAIN,   MILO   JACKSON.         ↝         𝗜𝗡   𝗧𝗛𝗘   𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗧   𝗢𝗙   𝗧𝗛𝗘   𝗠𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧,   𝖬𝖸   𝖬𝖨𝖭𝖣   𝖦𝖮𝖳   𝖫𝖤𝖥𝖳   𝖮𝖴𝖳   𝖨𝖭   𝖳𝖧𝖤   𝖢𝖮𝖫𝖣.

𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗲   𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀:         [...]               ꗃ               𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗌.

named.         ───         milo   jackson   cain. nicknamed.         ───         his   name   sounds   like   a   nickname   all   on   its   own,   so   he’s   never   earnt   one. aged.         ───         twenty3. date   of   birth.         ───         june   the   eleventh,   2001.   6.47   pm. place   of   birth.         ───         sydney,   new   south   wales,   australia. occupation.         ───         cashier      @      driftwood   records,      +      planetarium   projectionist      @      tanya   b.   heady   museum   of   natural   history      +      planetarium. nationality.         ───         australian. gender      +      pronouns.         ───         cis   man,   he/him. orientations.         ───         bisexual,   biromantic. zodiac.         ───         gemini   sun,   aquarius   moon,   capricorn   rising.

mother.         ───         alicia   danielle   cain,   née   davidson.    father.         ───         robert   paul   cain. siblings.         ───         jacinta   jasmine   cain,   older   sister.    marital   status.         ───         single.    children.         ───         none,   thank   god. pets.         ───         a   three   -   year   -   old   blue   heller,   called   patsy.   his   sister   currently   looks   after   pat,   given   the   whole   ‘impulse   move   to   the   middle   of   nowhere’   thing   he   pulled   off. notable   extended   family.         ───         lots   of   aunts,   uncles      +      cousins   on   both   sides   of   his   family,   which   leads   to   rambunctious   family   get   -   togethers.

visually.         ───         stands   at   six   foot   tall,   all   lithe      +      lean.   very   much   a   sleeper   build         ;         unobtrusively   muscular,   almost   non   -   threatening   until   you   look   a   little   too   hard.   freckles      +      moles   are   a   constellation   across   his   entire   body.   prominent   adam’s   apple,   which   seems   to   grow   whenever   he   nervous   swallows.   a   head   full   of   jet   -   black   curls   that   have   a   tendency   to   fall   into   his   eyes.   speaking   of:   big,   brown,   baby   calf   eyes.   forever   crinkled   at   the   corners   as   a   result   of   a   mischievous,   toothy   grin   that   lights   up   his   whole   face.   truly   unfairly   long,   beautiful   lashes.   littered   in   patchwork   tattoos   all   over,   no   rhyme   or   reason   to   any   of   them.   dimples   punched   into   both   corners   of   his   mouth,   frustratingly   charming.   one   piercing   in   his   ear,      +      a   simple   silver   chain   hangs   around   his   neck,   a   la   connell   waldron.   in   terms   of   clothing,   he’s   very,   very   casual         —         almost   averse   to   formal   clothing.   reckons   he’d   have   a   reaction   if   he   had   to   wear   a   suit.   certainly   hasn’t   made   friends   with   an   iron   in   the   past   few   years.   favours   oversized   t   -   shirts,   graphic   button   -   ups   that   he’s   allergic   to   doing   up.      (      everybody’s   gotten   very,   very   used   to   the   first   three   buttons   being   undone,      +      a   stretch   of   skin   being   exposed.   good   thing   jack   isn’t   here,   she’d   whack   him   upside   the   head.      )      favours   jeans,   dickies   or   uniqlo   trousers.   owns   far   too   many   pairs   of   vans,   but   that’s   neither   here   nor   there.        

education.         ───         graduated   his   local   high   school,   obtained   a   bachelors’   degree   in   media   from   the   university   of   new   south   wales. religion.         ───         agnostic.   knows   he   believes   in   something,   but   he   doesn’t   quite   know   what   yet. socioeconomic   standing.         ───         thoroughly   middle   class.    current   residence.         ───         a   three   -   bedroom   house   shared   with   two   roommates.      (      give   him   his   roommates      !!!      )      a   genuinely   decent   place,   albeit   littered   with   their   collective   shit      +      an   unholy   amount   of   takeaway   containers      +      ashtrays      +      instruments   in   places   they   shouldn’t   be.   his   room   is   decked   out   in   posters      (      framed,   he’s   a   grown   -   up,   or   so   they   tell   him      )      +      fairy   lights   are   strung   up   around   the   room.   his   sister   bought   him   an   oil   diffuser   before   he   left      +      he’s   usually   got   that   going,   mostly   because   it   lights   up      +      casts   a   neon   glow.   vinyl   player   is   forever   going   in   the   corner,      +      he   has   several   crates’   full   of   records.

personality.         ───         shit   -   stirrer   extraordinnaire.   there’s   a   halcyon   joie   de   vivre   that   glows   off   of   milo,   infectious   in   the   way   he   smiles      +      the   echo   of   his   laugh.   it’s   impossible   to   be   down   around   him,   not   when   he’s   forever   making   a   quip   or   an   off   -   colour   joke,   syllables   always   lifted   with   the   ghost   of   an   amused   little   chuckle.   it’s   hard   to   get   him   to   take   anything   seriously         —         eternal �� stoner   philosophy   of,      ‘it’s   all   good,   man,   nothing   to   worry   about’.      not   a   single   wukka   to   be   had,   even   when   he   probably   should   have   several   wukkas.   he’s   delightfully   easy   to   get   along   with,   annoyingly   talkative      +      determined   to   make   friends   with   everyone   he   comes   across.         (      also:   local   whore.   again,   neither   here   nor   there,   but   once   a   tremendous   flirt,   always   a   tremendous   flirt.   he   claims   he   can’t   help   it,   but   he   definitely   can.      )         he’s   just         …         a   remarkably   chilled   -   out   person,   whose   life   goals   appear   to   be   coasting   along      +      making   shit   up   as   he   goes.  

mbti.         ───         esfp. enneagram.         ───         type   7w6,   the   entertainer. element.         ───         air. temperament.         ───         sanguine. vice.         ───         lust. virtue.         ───         diligence. inspirations.         ───         nathan   young,   misfits.   jess   mariano,   gilmore   girls.   seth   cohen,   the   oc.   lip   gallagher,   shameless.   richie   tozier,   it.   james   potter,   harry   potter   series. anthems.         ───         dial   drunk,   noah   kahan.   that   sound,   sam   fender.   fortune   favours   the   bold,   gerry   cinnamon.   trouble,   cage   the   elephant.   crush,   ethel   cain.   glamorous   indie   rock      +      roll,   the   killers. likes.         ───         natural   bodies   of   water,   preferably   salt.   loud   live   music,   the   kind   where   you   can   feel   the   kickdrum   in   your   chest.   getting   stoned      +      wandering   through   museums,   galleries   alike.   bonfires.   all   kinds   of   liquor      (      not   keen   on   american   beer   but   he’ll   still   drink   it      ).   skateboard   stickers. dislikes.         ───         supersized   meals.   being   landlocked.   the   engine   warning   light   on   his   car,   which   refuses   to   leave   no   matter   how   many   times   he   gets   the   damn   thing   serviced.   kale.   the   smell   of   cheap   sunscreen.   kombucha.    last   watched.         ───         frasier,   s1   ep   8:   ‘beloved   infidel’. last   listened   to.         ───         the   greatest   view,   silverchair. last   read.         ───         heavier   than   heaven,   charles   r.   cross. last   social   media   post.         ───         an   instagram   story         —         a   short   video   of   a   guitar   riff   he’s   been   playing   around   with.   half   -   thirst   trap,   it’s   posted   from   the   comfort   of   his   bed,      +      he’s   very   clearly   shirtless   behind   his   guitar.   dickhead. favourite   colour.         ───         green. favourite   food.         ───         burnt   butter      +      sage   gnocchi,   with   a   goddamned   enormous   rainfall   of   parmesan. favourite   drink.         ───         if   he’s   in   the   states,   diet   coke.   if   he’s   back   home,   a   crisp   crown   lager. favourite   animal.         ───         dog.

𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗲   𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀:         [...]               ꗃ               𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒.

again,   cannot   b   fucked   with   something   big   so   here   we   go   pt   2      !!!!

born   in   redfern,   sydney.   grew   up   in   the   suburbs   with   his   parents      (      a   tradesman      +      an   english   teacher      )      +      his   older   sister      (      an   insufferable   know   -   it   -   all,   but   his   best   friend   regardless      ).   there’s   nothing   remarkable   to   note   about   his   childhood         —         he   was   a   good   kid,   half   -   decent   at   school   once   he   was   diagnosed   with   adhd      +      medicated   for   it.   very   athletics   -   focused,   despite   a   natural   aptitude   towards   humanities   -   based   subjects   that   he’ll   come   to   fall   in   love   with   when   he’s   a   little   older.   class   clown   but   not   in   an   obstructive   way         ;         everyone’s   best   friend,   blessed   with   an   irresistible   charm.  

he’s   a   little   shit   as   a   teenager,      +      his   sister   spends   entirely   too   much   of   her   time   trying   to   corral   him   into   being   normal         —         to   no   avail.   weekends   are   spent   with   his   friends,   jumping   the   turnstiles   on   the   train      +      flirting   his   way   out   of   any   fines,   charming   his   way   into   discounts   on   drinks   that   he   shouldn’t   be   buying,   sneaking   into   concerts      +      calling   jacinta   to   pick   him   up   when   he’s   blackout   drunk.      (         quite   frankly,   it’s   amazing   that   their   relationship   is   as   solid   as   it   is         ;         he   refers   to   her   as   his   rock,   the   anchor   that   steadies   him   when   he’s   bobbing   through   waves,   unbuoyed      +      unbothered   by   what   crashes   over   him   sheerly   because   he   knows   she’s   there.   she   simply   rolls   her   eyes      +      affects   an   annoyed   tone   when   she   refers   to   her   kid   brother,   eternal   dipshit.      )        

high   school   is   no   challenge   for   him,   especially   when   he   bothers   to   apply   himself.   ends   up   as   school   captain,   captain   of   their   afl   team      +      the   editor   of   the   school   paper.   he   shouldn’t   be   able   to   juggle   it   all   as   well   as   he   does,   but   it   just   sort   of      …      happens.   at   the   same   time,   he’s   fallen   head   over   heels   in   love         —         childhood   sweetheart,   drifted   away      +      turned   adolescent   devotion.   when   he   passes   his   driving   test,   his   first   solo   drive   is   in   his   mum’s   holden   commodore   in   the   middle   of   the   night,   to   go   see   his   girlfriend.      (      side   note:   loses   his   virginity   that   night.   couldn’t   wipe   the   golden   glow   off   of   his   face,   even   when   his   mum   was   giving   him   the   third   degree   about   fucking   off   with   the   car.      )      when   they   graduated,   he   was   privately   convinced   he   was   going   to   marry   her         ;         dreams   of   neat   fences      +      the   smell   of   freshly   -   mown   grass,   kids   giggling   in   the   pool      +      his   arms   around   her   shoulders,   chin   buried   in   the   mess   of   her   hair.  

what   happens:      they   make   a   decision.   he’ll   go   to   the   university   of   new   south   wales   for   journalism,   she’ll   go   to   monash   for   medicine,   they’ll   see   each   other   where   they   can.   love   professed   in   bedrooms      +      the   backs   of   cars   alike,   kisses   pressed   to   the   sweaty   tangle   of   her   fingers   through   his.      (      we   can   do   this,   right      ?      long   distance      ?      couldn’t   imagine   anyone   i’d   rather   do   it   with,   babe.      )      he   browses   jewellers   for   three   years,   sets   his   eyes   on   an   eye   -   watering   diamond      +      starts   a   little   fund.   casual   jobs   worked,   childhood   bedroom   still   inhabited   so   he   doesn’t   have   to   pay   rent.   facetime   calls      +      trips   to   melbourne   where   he   can,   shamelessly   charming   her   roommates   so   they   go   out   on   the   town      +      leave   them   alone   for   the   night.      what   happens:      they’re   twenty   -   two,      +      he   notices   a   hickey   on   her   neck.   it’s   faded,   but   it’s   there.   it   opens   up   a   world   of   observances   that   he’d   had   his   blinders   on   to:   an   unfamiliar   shirt   draped   over   the   back   of   a   chair,   the   rushed   goodbyes   on   phone   calls,   the   distance   that   had   grown,   ivy      +      rust   through   telephone   lines.      “what’s   that?   on   your   neck?   don’t   lie   to   me,   please.”      he’s   a   little   choked   -   up   when   he   asks,      +      she   has   the   dignity   not   to   lie.      “i’ve,   um.   fuck,   milo,   this   is   so   hard.   i   love   you,   i   always   will.   but   i’ve   m-”      (      your   call   has   been   disconnected.      )

diamond   ring   fund   be   damned.   shattered   pieces   of   his   good,   broken   heart   lie   on   the   floor.   gold   -   limned   dreams   are   burst   like   bubbles,      +      in   a   moment   of   desperation,   he   throws   a   dart   at   a   map.   the   first   one   misses,   lodges   itself   in   a   polaroid   of   them   together,   his   mouth   pressed   to   hers.      (      you   said   forever   and   i   almost   bought   it      /      i   miss   fighting   in   your   old   apartment      /      breakin’   dishes   when   you’re   disappointed      /      i   still   love   you,   i   promise      /      nothing   happened   in   the   way   i   wanted      /      every   corner   of   this   house   is   haunted.      )      the   second   one   is   more   expertly   aimed,   lodges   itself   in   some   bumfuck   town   in   rhode   island.   three   hours   later,   he’s   formed   a   plan.

kilmer’s   cove   is   nothing   like   sydney,      +      he   falls   in   love   with   it   for   exactly   that   reason.   he’s   worlds   away   from   his   broken   heart      +      the   life   he   thought   he   wanted         —         what   he   has   now   is   a   degree   that   he   doesn’t   know   what   the   fuck   to   do   with,   an   apartment   with   a   collection   of   roommates   that   he   thinks   might   be   the   best      +      worst   people   he’s   ever   met.   jacinta   keeps   asking   him   when   he’s   getting   over   his   tantrum      +      coming   home.      (      not   anytime   soon,   jack.   sorry.      )

𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗲   𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀:         [...]               ꗃ               𝗍𝗂𝖽𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗌.

tba <333

[tidelure]

ᵀᴴᴱ ᴼᴸᴰ ᴼᴿᴰᴱᴿ, ᴵᵀ ᴵˢ ᴳᴼᴼᴰ ᶠᴼᴿ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴼᴸᴰ. ᴬ ᶠᵃʳᵐᵉʳ ʷᵃⁿᵗˢ ʰⁱˢ ˢᵒⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵃᶠʳᵃⁱᵈ ᵒᶠ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗⁱᶠᵘˡ ʷᵒᵐᵉⁿ, ˢᵒ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʰᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ⁿᵒᵗ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ ʰᵒᵐᵉ ᵗᵒᵒ ˢᵒᵒⁿ, ˢᵒ ʰᵉ ᵗᵉˡˡˢ ᵃ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʰᵒʷ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵈʳᵒʷⁿᵉᵈ ʰⁱˢ ᵇʳᵒᵗʰᵉʳ’ˢ ᶜᵒᵘˢⁱⁿ’ˢ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ˡᵃᵏᵉ, ⁿᵒᵗ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᵃ ᵖⁱᵍ ʷʰᵒ ᵈᵉˢᵉʳᵛᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵈʳᵒʷⁿᵉᵈ, ᵇᵘᵗ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗⁱᶠᵘˡ ʷᵒᵐᵉⁿ ᵃʳᵉ ᵇᵃᵈ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˡˢᵒ ʷⁱᵗᶜʰᵉˢ. ᴬⁿᵈ ⁱᵗ ᵈᵒᵉˢⁿ’ᵗ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˢʰᵉ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ’ᵗ ᵃˢᵏ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗⁱᶠᵘˡ, ᵒʳ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵇᵒʳⁿ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ˡᵃᵏᵉ, ᵒʳ ᵗᵒ ˡⁱᵛᵉ ᶠᵒʳᵉᵛᵉʳ, ᵒʳ ᵗᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʰᵒʷ ᵐᵉⁿ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰᵉ ᵘⁿᵗⁱˡ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˢᵗᵒᵖ ᵈᵒⁱⁿᵍ ⁱᵗ.

                  ⁰⁰¹            𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎,          𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚄𝙺𝙰.      

GENERAL .

FULL  NAME     .     maruka  melville, born catrine annabel morgan     SOBRIQUET(S)  /  ALIAS(ES)  /  TITLE(S)     .     famously known as the kilmer cove mermaid, news outlets at the time coined her various iterations of the moniker: the kilmer kelpie, for the alliteration, along with the siren of the cove. on the boardwalk, was was billed as the pearl of the sea. personally, the nickname mare is prevalent among those that know her, and occasionally mar.   AGE     .    thirty - two  ( 32 )  GENDER  +  PRONOUNS     .   cis  woman,  she  +  her     ORIENTATION     .   heterosexual     OCCUPATIONS     .   researcher ( oceanography ) at tanya b. heady natural history museum ( current ). forensic limnologist ( current ). mermaid performer ( previous ).     TRAITS     .   magnetic, intuitive, enigmatic, fickle, astute, carnal, covetous, empathetic, avoidant, independent, changeable, magnanimous, solitary, nonjudgmental, sensual.

PRESENCE .

HEIGHT     .   stands 5'7", appears taller due to long limbs & willowy frame HAIR  COLOUR     .     black, gleaming blue under moonlight  EYE COLOUR  . dark brown  BODY . especially long - limbed, slender and very taut.  DISTINGUISHING FEATURES . sharp, elegant collarbone and dramatic 90 - degree shoulders. her eyes are incredibly impactful due to two rows of eyelashes, making them dramatically dark and thick — the result of a rare genetic mutation called distichiasis, a condition shared with elizabeth taylor. one sharp, long scar along the back curve of the neck and right trap muscle; rumour has it this is the line left behind from a fisherman's stray hook.        VOICE CLAIM     .     tbd. 

FULL HISTORY LINKED HERE . trigger warnings : murder, drowning, heavily implied toxic maternal.

SPARKNOTES . born catrine morgan, she raised by an intense, beautiful single mother ( think ingrid of white oleander ), who has a dangerous preoccupation with love. when a lover spurns catrine's mother, she attempts to murder him in cold blood. catrine witnesses the end & aids her with disposal, fearful she will lose her mother if she doesn't. it was a decision born of love and fright, but guilt still causes her to run away, and in her escape she takes a boat which overturns into the atlantic during a storm. this is how she ends up caught in the net of a kilmer fisherman, and the fantastical story — paired with the claim that she doesn't remember ( or at least won't discuss ) her past life — sees her making news as "the kilmer cove mermaid." she begins an act as a mermaid performer on the boardwalk and draws crowds from far and wide. after several years of this notoriety & finding herself in love, the woman now known as maruka disappears yet again, leaving without warning. after trying to distance herself from her past, fears, and guilt, becoming a new person with a career in forensic limnology, she is sent back to kilmer's cove on job assignment. in short, a woman who embodies the sea itself.

CHARACTER INSPIRATIONS :

astrid magnussen, white oleander. rebecca, rebecca. tia dalma / calypso, pirates of the caribbean. the lady in the water ( 2006 ). undine, mythology. melinda van allen, deep water. the secret of roan inish ( 1994 ). mal cobb, inception.

WANTED CONNECTIONS : * please keep in mind there's nothing i hate more than timelines, so i don't have solid dates ironed out for the years maruka was in kilmer/eventually left... i'll likely try and figure that out as i go, building it around connections<3

KINGDOM BY THE SEA . 34+ masc . the fisherman (or vessel captain) who pulled maruka from the sea, gave her name & shelter. to be expanded upon & put up on main as official connection.

TEARS OF PEARL . up to 24. a youth at the time of maruka's mermaid performances (exact timeline is hazy to take with a grain of sand salt), they were particularly enchanted by her act, and devastated in the way only a child with a heart of belief can be when she disappeared.

TIDE POOL . 38+ femme. one of the few that mare was truly close to before she left kilmer the first time; something more intimate than a mentor/mentee relationship, though this is not an incorrect assessment either. to maruka, whose mother was very frequently not a mother, they are something of an older sister or maternal figure — and while they may not have guessed everything, they have an intuition as to why this girl is always running.

FLASH FLOOD . 25+. this muse developed a fascination with the famous kilmer cove mermaid, and arrived within the last year specifically in an attempt to seek her out to create a documentary (or some other piece of media) centred around her story — only to find no one knows where she went. they stayed in town for some time after, perhaps moving here, and immediately recognized maruka after she returned to town. they can't believe their luck and are intent on persuading her to participate in their docu/podcast/etc. to be expanded upon & put up on main as official connection.

FRESH WATER . 30+ . relatively new to town, this muse didn't live in kilmer when maruka was 'the mermaid of the cove,' nor did they catch those news articles at the time. still, in meeting now they feel compulsed by & attracted to this statuesque woman strolling the beach barefoot. they do not understand why others give her curious looks.

MISCELLANEOUS . a muse/whole family that has always distrusted/disliked maruka for her 'mermaid' lore/identity, entangling her with the doomed stories of kilmer's historical sirens. conversely, those drawn to her enchanting story & lunar presence. friends from her earlier years in the cove; those that are glad to welcome her back, and those that resent her for leaving so suddenly. former boardwalk performers who formed her ragtag/makeshift family. previous hookups or one night stands; like the sea, mare is meant to be a lover, so there would be several.

[injaws]

simone kessell, fifty-two, she/her   ⟡   —   is that CIRCE NGATA-LANDRY i just saw walking around kilmer’s cove? i heard they’re a RESIDENT who’s been here for THIRTY YEARS. it slipped my mind, since they just tend to hang out at DELPHI'S DELIGHT. at face value, they’re said to be WARM and LEVEL-HEADED, but i don’t know… some people have said they can be quite SNEAKY and SECRETIVE. just don’t get on their bad side, i guess! don’t tell them i told you this, but i’ve heard they DO NOT believe in all the ghost stories around town. who knows what the future holds for them! 

BASICS:

full name: circe arielle ngata-landry nickname(s): none referencing her actual name, though “ari” was common as a child  age: fifty-two  gender: cis woman pronouns: she/her  sexuality: pansexual & panromantic date & place of birth: april 23rd in miami, florida  occupation: owner & false oracle at delphi's delight spirituality shop  faceclaim:  simone kessell notable characteristics: long, dark tendrils of hair flowing down to her lower back, typically kept down or in a long braid; features weathered by years of laughter & smiling; kind eyes, a simmering fire beneath the surface; a knowing smile that has you questioning if maybe she is a psychic, though you don't know what she knows traits: warm, level-headed, sneaky, secretive, lonely, wistful, quick-witted, adaptable similar to: joni thrombey, gillian owens, donna sheridan, jean grey, mary jane watson, senshi (dungeon meshi)  aesthetics: incense smoke filling a room; lavender crushed up under a pestle; prayer rice for any type of manifestation; tall candles, wax melting down the sides; long, billowing skirts & billowing shawls to match; coffee at 10 pm, tea at 8 am 

BULLET POINTS — TW FOR EMOTIONAL NEGLECT, INFERTILITY, & SPOUSAL DEATH

– circe doesn't think of her life before raymond, and by extension, before kilmer. it exists in a fog she's too far removed from to find a path back to – with that being said, circe had a fairly normal childhood (or so she'd tell you). emotionally neglectful parents who soothed wounds with gifts, & her nanny as her best friend. dinner was eaten alone, at a very long table designed for twelve and housing one. made for a family. – she's generally aimless, but circe is smart, she knows what she has to do; she goes to college for a business degree so she can maybe make something of herself. she meets raymond landry, delightfully charming nd quirky in a way that endears her greatly. – they have a whirlwind romance their senior year of college, & circe receives a ring at the same time she receives her diploma. – the affection she'd so greatly craved is given to her tenfold, and not just from raymond himself, but his family. family, it seems, is essential to the landrys; it makes circe uncomfortable at first, until the child begging to be loved rears her ugly head once again. – raymond asks her to move back to kilmer with him and she doesn't hesitate in saying yes. while kooky, the landry's fill the very long table, and circe's life is full of happiness, laughter, & a healthy dose of odd. – she starts her own shop soon after; though having little interest in what most business actually entails, circe misses her nanny, veronica. vero, a beautiful woman with gray hair and eyes as dark as coal, taught circe about the occult; about crystals, about cleansing, about the spiritual. circe finds immense comfort in this, and she decides to surround herself with it forever (and share it with the world, if all goes well) – she doesn't even offer readings or fortunes at first, in her defense. she intends to stick to what she does believe in, but money was tight and demand was low. she has to really think … she's parked right next to an oddities museum, so, hey, why not make the most of it? – circe begins offering her oracle services to unassuming tourists, of which kilmer has more than enough of throughout the year. she can put on a persona to keep her store, to keep vero. plus … ah, she'd be lying if she said it wasn't fun. – throughout this all, circe and raymond are trying for a family. circe can think of very little she'd love more than one of her own, a child she could ensure was loved and knew they were loved. – years pass and circe worries; she's twenty six when the doctor tells her she can't conceive naturally, and her and raymond are looking into adoption agencies that afternoon, an effort to pivot from the grief wracked throughout them – luckily, they find the light of their life, a baby as sweet as a little peach. for many, many years, circe gets her happy family, and the little girl inside of her remains content. – raymond dies and circe feels she may follow him on behalf of her own broken heart soon after. their child, though now an adult, and the rest of the landry's remain the sole reason she is here today. several months had her practically bedridden, staring out the window for hours at a time. one could say she was little more than a spirit, unable to pass on from the life she'd had before. this was also when she decided to move back into the landry household, the support system she'd built there much needed. – now a days, she's better. she has her family. circe feels like her life may slowly be starting to piece itself together again, and that's really all she can ask for.

HEADCANONS:

– it is important to note that circe is in fact scamming tourists. her fortunes are fake, she does not know what is going to happen in your life, and frankly, she thinks that if you still believe her even after filling out a pre-meeting interview, you deserve to be scammed out of your money anyway. - it's widely known among anyone who has been to kilmer for longer than a weekend vacation that the fortunes are fake. again -- if you fall for it, it's your business! – that being said, she truly does enjoy the spiritual, the occult, and all things related. scamming was purely a way to draw more traffic to the store, though she does think it's kind of funny. – circe doesn't believe in the ghost stories around kilmer; the jury is still out on whether she believes in ghosts themselves or not ( she does, in some way. she thinks that energy cannot be destroyed, and so there must be some purpose we have after death. however, she's a scammer, and so she tends to be pessimistic about the intentions of these “ghost stories” anyway – loves trash tv. avid real housewives watcher – fiercely protective of her loved ones, does not play about those she holds dear to her heart. mama bear instincts on 100 – some old habits die hard; her love language is gift giving, & she has the tendency to shower those she loves in gifts (where is the money coming from? well, she's an heiress to something! but she left that life behind after all) - hates cooking in an almost laughable way. spends way too much on takeout – kind of an ipad baby. OBSESSED with the sims app she has on her phone. someone take it away from her????

WANTED CONNECTIONS

– guh. check back l8r

[starryid]

name . willow garnet hawk . nickname(s) . low , wil . age . twenty-seven , born june 12th . place of birth . kilmer's cove , rhode island . never left . occupation . park ranger . with a side of doing some meddling with her friends into the different flavors of weird in kilmer's cove . sexuality . doesn't care enough to label it . family . only acknowledges her grandmother . believes in the ghost stories .

faceclaim . blu hunt . height . 5' . will joke her personality is bigger than her height . eye color . brown . hair . dark brown always kept just below her shoulders . tattoos . a few ( tbd ) . piercings . just the run of the mill single piercings in her ears . scars . a few mostly on her hands . notable features . her dimples and splashing of faded freckles on her cheeks .

( + ) . adaptable , friendly . ( - ) . impulsive , passive aggressive . dreams . travel the world josh gates style . fears . failing , never getting out of kilmer's cove ( even though she is her own worst enemy on that one ) , disappointing her grandmother . quirks . biting her finger nails , clenching her jaw , scrunching up her whole face as she laughs . aesthetics . pressed flowers as bookmarks , looking up at the sun through your fingers , a cloud of vape smoke , an old backpack covered in patches and pins ( her favorite being a handmade one saying ' the nychterida believes in you ' ) , drawing a star above the i in her name , laughing so loud it could wake the dead . scent . vanilla , woodsy , and whatever juice she has on her . inspo . momo ayase ( dandadan ) .

mentions of child abandonment .

a result of a one night stand the girl was born only having her mother and grandmother as family , not that a baby has the capacity to ask about a lack of father . everything was good and great , she was loved and taken care of , mainly by her grandmother but her mother had her ways of showing a young willow her love . when willow was four was when her mother met a man , and then her mother was gone shortly after the pairs meeting citing kilmer's cove was too small for someone like her . willow sat outside on the porch for hours on end for the entirety of a week after the tires screeched down the street .

willow and her grandmother are thick as thieves . truly she is the older woman's mini me . it was being raised by her grandmother that got her interested in the paranormal , the cryptids , and the occult . she told her granddaughter all the stories and the pair frequented the museum , wildlife reserve , and the cliffs . every part of her being was influenced and shaped by her . willow stopped asking about her mom at nine , when she'd been secretly hoping for a postcard or birthday card or something ( ! ) for the last few years , she doesn't hate the one that gave birth to her she kind of hopes she found the adventure she was looking for . has never expressed any interest in finding out who her father is .

the rest can be written as her living her life . she has a bachelors in environmental science which opened a door to being able to work at her favorite place in the whole of kilmer's cove as a park ranger .

headcanons . has a massive sweet tooth . loyal to those she calls friends , will make snide remarks or snippy insults to those who say anything bad about any one of them . self proclaimed mom friend , always has a first aid kit in her backpack as well as a knife and a few other little things she calls necessities . will call mentioned earlier friends up to make sure they have in fact eaten and drank water that day . believes in pics or it didn't happen . not as out loud or forward with her beliefs , but she will debate anyone at the drop of a hat on the weird things surrounding kilmer's cove . collects rocks she finds interesting . can't commit to pets or romantic relationships but she's locked in for houseplants . night owl . not only is unexplained a interest for her but she also likes scary movies and superhero flicks . swears up and down she's seen the nychterida before . outgoing and friendly she's still only willing to call a few her close friends and she adores them to the disgraced pluto and back .

connections . ultimately part of kilmer's cove's very own version of the scooby gang . will they , won't they . always something dancing on the edge of flirtatious , but ultimately it's always willow that shies away . ( open ) co - workers . other park rangers , maybe they get along or maybe they think willow is weird . ( x , x , x , x ) childhood best friend . are they still friends ? do they hate each other ??? did one like the other and the other not feel the same ?? i'm a sucker for angst okay . ( open ) short lived thing . just a relationship that happened and ended just as soon as it began . willow probably would like to still call this person a friend , but they probably don't feel the same way . ( open ) if i'm ryan , you're shane . the person she butts heads with the most on all things paranormal , their beliefs on opposite sides . but she'd probably still go out for a drink with them or laze about their living room . ( open )

this are just some basic little things i'm rather open to a lot to !

[seacurse]

just because you don't understand it doesn't mean it isn't so .

name :      florine clementine hart .      age :      thirty - two , born the 19th of december .      hometown :      rochester, new york .      length of time in kilmer :      seven months .      occupation :      unemployed but volunteers at the playhouse, sewing costumes .      traits :      beguiling, sentimental, superstitious, fanciful .      aspirations :      marriage, open up the same chocolate shop her mother had, to find what happened to her sister .      skills :      sewing, playing piano, making the best hot chocolate, tending to lupines .      pets :      a small calico stray called cleo became her housemate .

a small town in upstate new york filled with an aroma of sweet chocolate, turning the noses of those who were fortunate enough to pass by the small chocolate shop; just off to the left on the street corner gowned in crimson awaiting the first person to ring the little bronze bell, but no one came. it might seem a strange way for florine to mark her first memory, stood by the staircase, aged four, with a doll dangled by the arm, eyeing an untouched golden plate of chocolates on the counter beside her mother's despaired countenance ... but not every first memory was reserved for a happy one .

the sweet scent has dulled now, the final nail on the closed sign and a new town and a new shop. the second memory comes at seven, tapping against ivory keys with her sister looking over her shoulder humming along to each note. florine won't hear the shouting this way, but she will hear the whispers so they stay up all night long, a old metal flashlight illuminating the space under the sheets where stories are told to keep away the noises. the guilt of one sister and fear of another .

pennsylvania feels like a side stop, not even six months before the chocolate shop is nailing the closed sign to the door again and florine has packed up her entire life in another cardboard box. the same on she had two years ago .

the fourth comes with the creaking of a house in maine at thirteen. this would have been florine's favorite. a small cottage overlooking the sea and covered in lupines but the shadows from the last do not follow and the new chocolate shop seems promising with locals pressing their noses against the glass the first morning. she's sad to leave here at seventeen, taking a fistful of lupine seeds she stuffs into her denim pocket .

georgia is the worst. it's hot and muggy and the chocolate melts in her hand before she can even take a bite of it. her sister moved away a month ago and now there is no one to keep those weird sounds away at night. the house creeks here too, but not the same way as it was in maine. the flowers aren't as pretty and people get annoyed when florine has her window open, playing whatever tune she can imagine on the piano. the neighbor isn't nice either, but his son is. handsome too, a little shy but quick on his feet to make a declaration .

scratch that, georgia got moved up on the worst list the day florine found herself sitting at a sewing table in michigan, unable to speak after the phone call of her mother's wailing like a banshee etched into her memory. dead. her sister, holly, was found dead at some seaside town in rhode island florine had only seen through a postcard in the mail with an ' i love you ' at the bottom in place of holly's name. kilmer's cove. holly's file was stamped crimson red with the words, cold case and slipping on a rock was the only closure they were allowed .

kilmer's cove was never supposed to be the grounds another hart family member would step foot on, though picturesque as the postcard she held in her grasp as the wheels of baby blue vintage triumph screeched to a stop. the georgia neighbor's son became a little more than just a smiling face to wave at with florine giddy she'd have a sparkling rock on her ring finger before their trip to kilmer's cove was over. a trip where his business ventures would lead them and maybe fate too. she took to the playhouse, hearing her sister's gush about it over the phone during late night calls when those creaking sounds became too loud. volunteering there for the past few months kept her occupied but every walk home she's passed by the boardwalk eyeing a ' for lease ' shop. florine always did find herself annoyed with the chocolate shop, the one her mother moved around so much it seemed like it should have wheels, but the boardwalk would be a great place for it .

summary :      chocolate shops in small towns that could never stay open, arguing parents, her life in a box with crayon flowers scribbled on it, giggling with her sister at silly ghost stories told under sheets with a flashlight and ivory piano keys made up florine's childhood. every new town was ranked in a small pocket notebook kept in her purse, now in a shoebox under her bed and kilmer's cove was supposed to be the worst, but a town in michigan was. the day her sister died, a kilmer's resident who begged florine to visit but she never came. she did, eventually, with her boyfriend, a job prospect took them out to the town but it's fate, she believes to be the reason to stay. maybe to keep the hart family tradition of that silly chocolate shop, but maybe and hopefully to learn what happened to holly and why she loved it here so much .    

friends :      a friend group can get someone through the hardest of times, a smiling face much like the neighbor's son back in georgia, someone who she just always makes hot chocolate for .      believing is seeing :      either just as superstition as florine or they allow her to indulge .      they knew her sister :      holly hart, she was about as charismatic as the name she was given, but what happened to her in kilmer's cove remains a cold case, so does someone remember more than the file ?      playhouse :      anyone who works at playhouse, florine took to volunteering there with her sewing skills .      encouragement :      they think the chocolate shop is the best idea since the town's ice cream parlor, nudging florine along to take a chance .      the other woman :      corpse bride was a little dash of inspo for florine, which means her boyfriend isn't entirely without fault, this would be the one he has a wandering eye for .      the boyfriend :      he's the reason florine even agreed to come to kilmer's cove, though devastated that last dinner by the water hadn't ended with a ring on her finger .