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Come spend your summer in Wicked’s Rest! All the shops have their doors open, the birds are aflutter, and the beaches have never been… sandier (don’t worry about sharks; there are more dangers on land). Nope, nothing to worry about. This event will run into September, though, so who knows what’ll happen by then?

Sharp Claws Fair

Maine’s favorite hard seltzer is sponsoring the town fair this year! Dig your Claws into summer fun and games, and make sure you take everything for a spin before it takes you on one. Their spacious set up in Gatlin Fields means you’ll never run out of activities to try. Some people even get lost in the fairgrounds. Imagine that.

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You can’t miss the ferris wheel. It’s probably the tallest thing in all of Gatlin Fields right now. It’s no wonder everyone seems to want to hop on at least once before concluding their fun at the fair. For most, it’s a great way to see… well, fields of corn. There’s really nothing out there. But others might have their stomach come out their mouth for all they’re knocked around, spinning out of control. The wheel has opinions. It doesn’t like guilt, dishonesty, sharp objects, and the smell of mint. No one’s died yet.

Lovebirds flock to the tunnel of love—and plenty go in with their buddy, too. Hop on to one of those swan-shaped boats and it’ll take you through a romantic, relaxing candlelit ride. Everyone’s a little disoriented when they come out. Maybe more than a little. Some people swap bodies with the person they were sitting next to, but per the waiver, that isn’t an injury.

Test your strength! Go on. Smack that plate with a hammer and see how high you can get the puck. All the way to the top? Impressive! The game thanks you for giving it all that muscle. You might go home with floppy arms, unable to even lift yourself up, but every day, the game grows stronger…

Wicked’s Rest has a new artificial duck pond, the Allgood Duck Pit. What was there before they poured the water in? It’s a mystery! The ducks seem to like it, so maybe it’s here to stay. You might notice some pool flamingos floating around in there, even fighting with the ducks. More on that later. The edge of the pond is roped off and full of rubber ducks. Net the right one in, and win prizes! Net the wrong one, and… win an anti-prize? The stench in the water is algae. What else would it be?

Still trying to make a name for themselves, The Clutch has a (honestly, pretty garish) booth at the fair. You can’t leave without stopping by and painting an egg. Literally. You can’t leave. Paint the eggs. If they have any left, anyway—whenever they run out, they just start handing people random things they have lying around to paint instead. You might recognize people walking around with your possessions, now painted, because they take from lost & found.

At the Drive-In

It’s prime time to go see a movie in an outdoor theater. The Midnight Drive-In has you covered. They’ve been offering triple features three nights a week, and they’re really varying their lineup. Apparently, they have to? Not sure what that’s about. But enjoy the show.

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They’ve only been playing films once before switching to something else. Want to see Twilight but didn’t make it in time? Too bad. People have been complaining about this, but the staff insists there’s nothing they can do about it, which makes no sense. A now-fired employee offered a bizarre explanation: whenever they tried to play something a second time, there’d be things missing from the screen. What’s Twilight without the nightmare CGI baby, or The Birds without the birds? Also, where’d they go? Every once in a while, someone new tries to do a rerun, and audiences are left baffled by what they see (and don’t see), so there might be truth to this.

Many people have reported being attacked or otherwise inconvenienced by, well, things. Things that came from movies. And they don’t just stick around the theater—someone found Flubber downtown, Smaug has been up in the mountains, and the Stay Puffed Marshmallow Man is stomping around Gatlin Fields.

You’ll want snacks to go with your films, and Forzen Yogluck makes everything better. They have a partnership with the Midnight, and their truck is always parked by the theater. When you buy movie tickets, you get a 20% off discount on any frozen yogurt. Please give them business. They’re trying to recoup the cost of what happened to their last truck. Oh, you don’t know about that? Turns out it’s a monster truck. Incidentally, you might want to make sure you’re approaching the normal truck when you go to buy froyo, because the old one stalks the theater and pulls up in front of people, playing that annoying ice cream truck tune.

Bondfire

Everyone’s flocking to the beach this time of year, so if you’re not there yet, what are you waiting for? Last year’s Bondfire was a rousing success, and the township has planned another this year for everyone to attend. Join us in August as we celebrate Wicked’s Rest with sandcastle judging, a clambake, pool toy hunt (dead or alive), and stargazing. Also sponsored by Sharp Claws (still Maine’s favorite hard seltzer).

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The Bondfire will take place in August, but we won’t have the specific date until we check in with you all. Like last year, this will be an in-server thread/group event.

The town was so excited about their initiative to restock the public pools and beach with fun new pool toys. A hundred flamingo floats have arrived, plus plenty of noodles, floaties, and donuts. There’s a problem: the pool toys are sentient, and they aren’t friendly. The flamingos flapped away and seem to have it out for the lawn flamingos. Some in town have reported their front lawns have become brutal battlefields. The noodles have slithered like snakes into trees and gutters, waiting to suck your blood through their hollow middle. The floaties don’t seem to know what they’re doing, and smack people around. And the donuts… you don’t want to get stuck in one of those. There’s a bounty on pool toys if you manage to pop some. Fortunately, the Bondfire will be hosting an organized “hunt” to take care of any pool toys that remain.

SANDCASTLE CONTEST! Calling all Resters to the beach. While they’re called sandcastles, any work of art made out of sand can and should be entered into the competition (sand mausoleums encouraged). Judging will take place at the Bondfire, and participants are already mapping out their plans for the most impressive castles and sculptures. There are three categories this year: classic, statement, and the body (but not legs). Anyone can enter! Post your character’s castle or sculpture on their blog some time prior to judging, with the category they’re entering under (and send a link in ModMail). The all-knowing judges have indicated “thematic” prizes this year, so don’t worry, you shouldn’t be winning any legs.

Summer Isle

A new island has appeared seemingly overnight just off the coast of Downtown. Situated diagonal to World’s End Isle, the aptly named Summer Isle has become the subject of much curiosity to tourists and longtime townsfolk alike. Some who remember last year’s leg fiasco may be wary of new structures off the coast, but others are excited to have something new to do. Beacon Tours, recognizing opportunity when they see it, are taking tourists by the boatload out to the island for tours. These tours mostly consist of collecting a fee, boating a crowd out to the island, and letting them explore unsupervised for a few hours — they’re calling it ‘unstructured island time.’ Innovative, low-effort, and profitable!

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Though the island didn’t exist prior to randomly appearing in the bay, it seems to be occupied already. Those exploring the land have reported strange findings that seem to suggest they’re trespassing on someone else’s home and, in true Wicked’s Rest fashion, none of these findings suggest that whoever — or whatever — lives on the island is ordinary. From strange structures that seem to disappear before you can get close enough to really explore them to crude handmade tools that turn to sand the moment you pick them up, the island is brimming with oddities that may interest people of all sorts.

While no one has run into any human inhabitants, a few tour groups have reported running into strange animals on the island. Some of the things they describe seem to be supernatural creatures that some Wicked’s Rest citizens may find familiar, such as ballybogs, chickcharneys, and karaskuttles, but others are the sort of thing no one’s seen in centuries. It also seems as though none of the animals on the island have any fear of humanity, meaning they’re more likely to approach — and attack — than the same species might be on the mainland.

The ride to the island is no peaceful thing, either! Some of the boats have reported an unusual pattern to the ocean waves as they approach the island, with whirlpools forming seemingly out of nowhere and pushing them away from the shore. On several occasions, tour groups have had to turn back before making it to the island at all. While not compensated for the price of their tickets monetarily, anyone on board one of these groups will get a free voucher for another tour, so they can choose to try again later!

There seems to be volcanic activity on the island, which is a bit out of the ordinary for Maine. A few lava flows have been spotted, and while no one has discovered the source of them yet, a few brave souls have made it their mission to find it. There’s something a bit odd about the lava, though. No heat rises off it, and it doesn’t seem to burn any of the ground around it. If anyone dares to try, they’ll find it’s actually cool to the touch… but aren’t likely to enjoy the effects of testing this. Those who have decided to touch the lava have reported strange side effects ranging from strangely vivid dreams driving them back to the island to turning into a toad. (Though as the toad transformation was reported by the roommate of said toad, it could be a case of miscommunication.)

While Beacon Tours is offering lifts to and from the island, the tours are pretty much a free for all. Participants are left to their own devices and told to return to the boat after a certain amount of time. Those who don’t make it back to the tour boat before the agreed upon time will be left on the island, but don’t worry! You can always catch the next boat out. Be careful not to miss the last boat of the night, though; no one wants to be left spending the night on the island.

Time on the island seems to move a bit differently, which doesn’t help the issue of the tour boats’ schedules. Someone might spend days fighting for their life against the various dangers of the island, only to return to town to find they’d only been gone a few short hours. It certainly doesn’t help sell the stories of anyone trying to ward off curious tourists hoping to visit the island — what do you mean you were there for two months? You’ve only been gone for an afternoon!

Community Action

The Wicked’s Rest Community Center is sponsoring a community garden for the summer! Come out and spend some time with your fellow townsfolk planting and tending to the garden. While the Community Center has purchased some seeds and plants for the garden, there are no rules stating participants can’t provide their own, either — in fact, it’s encouraged! The more the merrier, right?

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Everything planted in the community garden seems to grow at a vastly accelerated rate. Things that should take weeks or months to blossom do so in days instead, with even some trees planted within the perimeter growing far quicker than should be possible. The organizers either haven’t noticed or are simply ignoring the oddity.

Predictably, the loosey-goosey, BYOP policy has resulted in a lot of supernatural plants being planted within the community garden, either intentionally or accidentally. Reports of dangerous plants such as swallowthorns, hedgehound vines, and fae grass have been spotted. Also less harmful things like vegetable lambs and bananashees. Additionally, a few local spellcasters have taken to planting things needed for spell ingredients, and may be found fighting over these plants as they grow as magic in town continues to fluctuate.

Plant based fae such as nymphs and moosleute actually seem to approve of the garden. A few have joined in on the gardening efforts themselves. Unfortunately, this also means that anyone who might want to remove certain plants to make room for their own is in for a rude awakening. Don’t touch the moss unless you want to catch the mossy disease that comes with it.

Even the mundane vegetables grown in the garden seem a bit… odd. Those who take the vegetables home with them to use for cooking may find themselves facing strange happenings. A pepper may be hot enough to make steam literally come out your ear, or a tomato may temporarily make everything you touch turn to ketchup. Most of the effects do seem to be directly related to the vegetables themselves, which is… comforting?

In some parts of the garden, plants aren’t the only things growing rapidly. A few people have reported random rapid aging when too much time is spent in certain areas. The lasting effect of this seems to vary. One victim may age to their eighties for a day or two before aging back down to where they were before just as quickly while another may start the day a toddler and end up permanently stuck as a tax-paying adult. It seems to be a luck-of-the-draw thing, for the most part. Naturally, the garden has worms. All kinds of worms. From normal earthworms to the more supernatural variety, there are few worm-types you won’t find here! The charming tree worms in particular seem to be enjoying themselves, luring gardeners to their nests in larger numbers than they might normally. Maybe they’re extra hungry?

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wickedsrest-rp · 4 days ago

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Shadowplay

RESERVED for JOJO SPECIES: Mare

While most of your kind is content simply causing a nightmare or two, you’re a little more enterprising – you’ve realized your astral projection abilities allow you to slip in and out of anywhere, completely undetected. How could you not use that to make some money? You took one contract, a hit. Others quickly followed. Even the odd hunter enlisted your help in exchange for immunity. No one could touch you, and you’re happy to take out supernaturals and humans alike. As long as someone is paying for it. But whether you know it or not, trouble usually ends up catching up with people in your line of work, and you may find yourself a mark on someone else’s list.

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wickedsrest-rp · 6 days ago

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Unnatural History

OPEN FOR APPLICATIONS SPECIES: Hunter (Any)

Your journals are everything. You don’t care about being a hero, and you don’t have a taste for violence. You hunt because some things need killing, and you’ve compiled information on exactly how to do it best. You study patterns, document past kills, exploit vulnerabilities; you go where other hunters will not. The Scribes either didn’t have or wouldn’t give you the information you’ve decided to collect yourself, saying it wasn’t neutral enough, that it was cruel. But is it cruel if it keeps you and other hunters alive? Is it really so bad to fill out your personal library with detailed descriptions of every hunt you’ve completed, or try out some new methods? The supernatural community seems to think so, given they’ve – ironically – turned you into something of a boogeyman. But that’s fine. You’re busy learning the best way to make them die.

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wickedsrest-rp · 7 days ago

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Gremlin

RARITY: ★★☆☆☆ | THREAT: ★★☆☆☆ SIZE: About half an inch tall.

HABITAT:

Found exclusively in populated areas, and usually living in peoples’ homes or vehicles. They can’t survive outside for long.

OVERVIEW:

Gremlins are troublemaking fae that are rarely seen, but the impact of their presence is felt by anyone who has had experience with them. Reaching only about half an inch tall, gremlins are diminutive enough to slip into very small cracks, and they use their tiny size to insert themselves into all kinds of machinery and electronics. They’re a nondescript grey color with floppy ears, glowing red eyes, sharp teeth, and dexterous little fingers.

Gremlins eat wiring, nuts, bolts, and other things that are probably necessary to keep your machine from malfunctioning. Most people only realize there’s a problem once their car brakes don’t work so well or their heating system spontaneously combusts. Upon closer inspection (hopefully from a warden), signs of gremlin activity will be spotted. This rarely includes seeing the creatures themselves – they’ve already moved onto the next thing in your house they want to eat.

ABILITIES:

Where there’s one gremlin, there’s always more. They make real pests out of themselves by living in groups of up to 50 of the little things. They also have a fast rate of reproduction meaning controlling an infestation must happen quickly.

Gremlins are fast. That combined with their size allows them to easily evade detection and rolled up newspapers.

Their sharp teeth allow them to chomp into hard substances such as metals (especially metals), though they can’t tolerate pure iron.

Diet aside, gremlins like causing trouble for the sake of it. This is usually an inconvenience for people, but every once in a while it can prove deadly depending on the severity of the malfunction they caused, and the timing.

WEAKNESSES:

While gremlins have evolved a tolerance to iron alloys even when ingested, they still haven’t completely overcome the fae weakness to iron, and eating pure iron will kill them.

They’re physically very weak, and are relatively uncoordinated as a group, so they can be singled out easily and squashed. However, it’s hard to catch them.

Wardens usually deal with infestations using a “trap” device that is essentially a tangled maze of non-functional metal machinery on wheels, which can be set up outside the infested house. After a couple hours, the curious and tempted gremlins will enter the trap, and the warden can collapse it, pressing all of the gremlins to death inside.

Less efficiently, they can be lured out to your neighbor’s house with talk (or lies) of your neighbor being a mechanic.

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wickedsrest-rp · 8 days ago

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Casa de la Muerte

NEIGHBORHOOD: Nightfall Grove

Casa de la Muerte is everything gaudy to the Karen living down the street. But to anyone else, it’s a house that’s full of mystery, and unbeknownst them, death. And lots of it.

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Casa de la Muerte wasn’t always pitch black. Before Maxine ever moved to Wicked’s Rest, she had the house remodeled to her liking, telling the construction crew to take the Rolling Stone’s song, “Paint It, Black” literally.

The house does feature a pop color: Red, of course, because it’s Max’s favorite color.

When she’s not spending time in her color coordinated bedroom, Maxine can be found in her own personal library working on her next great Dark Romance novel.

She also enjoys spending time in her living room watching Dateline and other crime documentaries or in the kitchen cooking up a delicious meal for herself and Norman Bates, her dog, and sometimes other guests.

Even Norman has his own black and red dog house located in the backyard.

But perhaps, the most prized room of the house is her basement, which is the only room that looks completely different. An all white sterile and sound proofed environment that looks as if you just walked into an operating room, this is where Max does most of her business. Complete with anything and everything to cover up the misfortunes that fall on most people who enter this room.

The entire house is wired with surround sound, so Max can play her music throughout, including the basement. But she mostly prefers to use old school methods down there, such as a cd player or record player depending on the mood.

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wickedsrest-rp · 9 days ago

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Welcome to our WRW! We do these weekly to provide plot drops, challenges, and highlight starters. Anyone is welcome to use these bullet points. Let us know if you want us to include one of your setting-related plots in here for next week by sending us a bullet point!

CURRENT EVENTS:

Do you believe in magic? It might not believe in you. Recent fluctuations in the town’s magic have led to brownouts and surges, sending spells awry and making control of all kinds more difficult for Wicked’s Rest residents to hold onto. Read all about it in our first chapter!

Due to a heavy influx of negative reviews about the Bottom's Up Brewery, some of the beers have begun to revolt and started handing themselves out for free throughout Netherville. If you hear a bottle following you down the road, maybe it just wants you to drink it!

Summer love is in the air! Or that's what the Peascake Factory wants you to think. In an attempt to drum up some more business, Raleb and Cegan are hosting a speed dating event at the restaurant this week. Show up every day between 1pm and 3pm if you want to try your chance at a new fling and enjoy some of their best dishes while doing so!

The octopus that enjoys the whirlpool at Sunken Haven has attacked a tourist that tried to take a turn. The animal is enjoying the warmer weather and hasn't left since the water started warming up and its becoming very territorial. Maybe don't try the tilt-a-whirl for a bit. On the bright side, people can now enjoy the sight of the octopus having a good time! (The tourist is fine, really.)

CHALLENGES:

Complete challenges and claim prizes! You can read more about how they work and what prizes are available here. Bonus challenges are an opportunity to earn an extra point per week but are harder or weirder.

This week’s challenge:

Reference the events or outcome of someone else's thread on dash!

Bonus challenge:

React to a thread in the writing-reacts channel!

STARTERS:

Caleb needs to feed his banana peel, which might also be screaming at him

Emilio would like to borrow a bird. Maybe a siren'll do.

Diego is here to "save" "everyone" being "hacked".

Sometimes you need a bit to recover from a unicorn stabbing. Hazel needs a break from mowing.

Rosemary is offering free tarot card readings!

#wrw #wickeds rest weekly

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wickedsrest-rp · 11 days ago

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Joel Metzger - Imposter Syndrome (Bugbear; Karl Urban)

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wickedsrest-rp · 11 days ago

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Titiana

OPEN FOR APPLICATIONS SPECIES: Any Fae

The fae community in Wicked’s Rest is missing something. And you wish to provide it. After all, humans occasionally have some good ideas. When it comes to the history and culture of fae, they’re usually way off the mark, but the human invention of a faerie queen and seelie and unseelie courts is genius. At least, you’ve always thought so, liking structure more than most of your kind. Most importantly, you know you’re the right person to wear the crown. You’re trying to rally other fae behind you and prove yourself to them as their queen, but fae are stubborn and often unchanging in their ways, and you’ve had mixed success. Wicked’s Rest brings a whole new opportunity, though, and you’re ready to win the hearts of your people… before dividing and ruling them.

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wickedsrest-rp · 14 days ago

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Kieran Lucero - Narcissus (Faun; Taylor Zakhar Perez)

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wickedsrest-rp · 16 days ago

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CURRENT EVENTS:

Is it a drought, or is it hiderigami? A couple farms in Gatlin fields have been experiencing a terrible lack of moisture, and even Silver Lake is seeing lower-than-usual water levels. Someone should figure out if there's a group of them hanging around before the whole town turns into a scorching desert.

Summertime is the best time for movies, so why not hit up the Midnight Drive-In? And remember, if you see a movie you've never heard of with a character that shares your name and looks a lot like you... don't worry! This is such an artsy town, it's probably a student film. How they found out about that secret of yours, though...

Careful with those campfires this summer. Lots of things can hide in the smoke, including (but not limited to) sneaky enenra.

CHALLENGES:

This week’s challenge:

Your character needs help with something weird this week. Mention this in replies, sent asks, or starters. Someone help...

Bonus challenge:

Share a headcanon about your character that has never made it into any of your writing (yet)!

STARTERS:

The trash outside of Muert Arte is...screaming? Someone help Metzli out!

Rory is looking for a roommate. Weirdos need not apply...yea, good luck with that.

You ever pass by that fancy looking tailor in town and wonder what was up? Tariq is inviting you to make an appointment. Call now!

Hey, so Diego fell for one of those internet phishing schemes and he would like you to be less like him and become internet aware!

#wrw #wicked's rest weekly #book 3

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Hiderigami

RARITY: ★★★★☆ | THREAT: ★★★☆☆ SIZE: Diminutive, reaching only a few feet tall.

HABITAT:

Most commonly found in agricultural areas, including Gatlin Fields in Wicked’s Rest, where their presence can cause heavy financial losses for those whose crops are impacted.

OVERVIEW:

Hiderigami are drought-causing demons, first described in Japan, that have long plagued agricultural centers and farmers over the centuries. These small creatures have outsized abilities, capable of destroying livelihoods and causing food shortages if left unchecked. Hiderigami have an ursine appearance and are covered in brown fur, with a bushy tail and pointed ears. Some individuals – the most powerful ones – have only a single eye. They are rarely noticed first for their physical presence, however; most often it’s the signs of their destruction that lead to their discovery. Wells might dry up, crops may wither overnight, and livestock can grow dangerously thirsty, ranging elsewhere for water. When hiderigami are not removed from an area, there may eventually be desiccated animal and human remains strewn about, even the soil cracking from being too dry.

Hiderigami may be temporarily appeased with certain rituals and offerings, but inevitably, the hiderigami must die or the people must evacuate. The good news is they tend to not expand their range. Sometimes they only impact a specific plot of land or farm, screwing over one farm in particular but leaving the others nearby alone. At times, their destruction may be blamed on wraiths, but wraiths have a smaller locus of effect, and their abilities are more cruel and personal in nature, while hiderigami do not directly attack.

ABILITIES:

Their presence in an area will remove all moisture, drying it out over time. This is subtle at first, with the hiderigami’s power increasing the longer it remains in the same place. There are records of them drying up entire lakebeds and preventing rainfall for months.

Their touch will dessicate, but this ends up being a defensive measure more than an offensive one, as hiderigami avoid direct conflict.

Though they can’t speak, they are smart enough to understand when an offering is being made to them, or someone is attempting to strike a deal.

WEAKNESSES:

Hiderigami dislike water and will scurry away for a while if doused, though they always come back. They try to dry up nearby sources of water to avoid this.

Exorcists can destroy hiderigami with relative ease. The ritual is on the more simple side and lower risk as far as demons go.

Their presence does eventually cause some distinctive red flags that can alert people that it’s a hiderigami responsible for prolonged drought (though still sometimes confused with wraiths).

They are unambitious. Though their abilities will worsen within a certain area over time, that radius will not expand.

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wickedsrest-rp · 17 days ago

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Medusa

RESERVED for NASH SPECIES: Lamia

Your past caught up with you, and you ended up on the wrong end of a curse, becoming a lamia. To make things worse, your curse was more vindictive than most, preventing you from looking at anyone after sundown lest they end up petrified like stone. You’ve managed to find a few workaround tricks, and it seems to wear off… so far. But even beyond the snake-y problem, this has already caused you tons of trouble, and you don’t want to wait around for this curse to take lives. You know these kinds of things get worse, not better. So you’re searching for the spellcaster who did this so they can lift the curse – even if you have to force them to do it. The only problem is that you have no clue who was responsible, and Wicked’s Rest is full of possible culprits.

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wickedsrest-rp · 19 days ago

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Tariq Shakir He / they

"Where else can you get tailoring for both your body and your mind?"

SPECIES: Wurgen OCCUPATION: Tailor / Owner of Atelier Shakir AGE: 105 Years Old (Looks to be about 37) PLAYED BY: Amélie FC: Assad Zaman

BIOGRAPHY:

Tariq Shakir was born in 1920 in what was then British India —modern-day Bangladesh— to a pair of skilled wurgens : his father, a silk merchant, dealt in fine thread and rare textiles, and his mother, a private seamstress, had a client list far wealthier than their station suggested.

Their home was filled with mirrors and fabric alike, and before they could even walk, Tariq learned that reflection was not an obstacle but a doorway, and guilt was not merely a feeling, but a delicacy, disappearing in mirrors much to his parents' displeasure, crying in people's arms to feed on their disarray.

Tariq’s nature was no surprise to their parents. He was their heir in more ways than one — clever, beautiful; observant as all mirrors should be. He listened to whispers in glass before he got a chance to sing the alphabet. He was taught to feed with restraint and to observe humans like patterns: measurable, repeatable, and utterly manipulable.

With that in mind, Tariq never questioned his own superiority. He wielded charm with deadly precision. Children trusted him. Adults underestimated him. And from all of them, he learned how guilt was born, where it hid, and how to reap it from their souls.

By the time Tariq was old enough to leave, they didn’t run away. They stepped forward.

In 1973, they arrived in London looking 27. They found work quickly—Mayfair was the face of indulgence, swarming with powerful people and entertainers alike, the kind of place where a well-dressed stranger could become indispensable if they never asked questions and only knew how to listen.

Within a decade, they had opened their own atelier. Discreet. Impeccable. The kind of shop where one walked in a sinner and left feeling and looking like a saint. They clothed politicians, aristocrats, actors, and priests alike. They all had their secrets, and they always thought the tailor couldn’t see past their measurements. But Tariq’s craft was never just cloth. They studied posture, word choice, even the way they breathed. They tailored garments to conceal what a person hated most about themselves. And in doing so, they made their clients feel seen. Grateful. Loyal.

That was the first kind of power.

But London had too many mirrors, too many beginning to whisper their name, too many clients mistaking the tailor’s listening ear for intimacy. And it was around that time when he met someone who mattered more than he should have. A playwright, made of grief and ink stains, who came in for a mourning suit and stayed for conversation. Tariq had listened too closely. They had let the silences between fittings stretch too long. When the man died, Tariq left London within the week.

He told himself it was precaution. But deep down, he knew the truth: he had let someone matter. He had let someone approach him. And that was the most dangerous mistake of all.

He arrived in the United States in 2000 with the calm detachment of someone who wouldn’t be outlived. He detested New York and hated Los Angeles even more. Too much noise, too much sun. Too much greed, not enough guilt. And so he drifted for years, listening, dressing, learning. Never lingering.

They discovered Wicked’s Rest, Maine in 2021 and that’s when they decided to finally settle down.

There was something about the place, the folklore, the tunnels running beneath the earth like veins under pale skin. It was the perfect soil for someone like him to grow. And even better, the supernatural community was as diverse as it was fractured.

Tariq opened Atelier Shakir in the heart of the city. From the outside: polished, elegant, restrained. On the inside: a sanctuary. No cameras. No receipts. No small talk. Clients came for the way Tariq looked at them in the mirror, calm and unblinking, as if they already knew the worst thing you’d done and had chosen not to flinch. Clients felt seen. They felt beautiful. And when they walked out, they felt forgiven.

They dressed everyone—vampires, fae, witches, humans. Listened without judgment. Advised without seeming to. Everyone left owing them something—whether they realized it or not, and like so, the spider would weave its web.

That was the second kind of power.

Though they don’t want a physical crown (it would be a bit gaudy anyway), Tariq wants to be the person people turn to when they need help, the one person they think they can count on. They want to be indispensable, irreplaceable, but more importantly, they want people to believe in them.

PERSONALITY:

Elegant · Manipulative · Aloof · Calculating · Poised · Secretive · Cynical · Ambitious · Disdainful

OTHER INFO:

Tariq has a reputation for fitting people perfectly, even without taking measurements (because they read people—literally)

Owns over 30 black suits, all slightly different, all tailored by their own hand.

There’s a mourning suit folded in tissue paper on the top shelf of his atelier’s storage closet. It’s never been worn. Tariq keeps telling himself it’s just fabric.

Tariq carries a mirror shard in their coat lining—just in case.

Children feel calm around them. They’ve helped at least a dozen children memorize their times tables via whispers through a bathroom mirror.

His shop has no security system. Not because they’re unafraid of theft—but because they know you’d regret it, and that would be yet another delicious meal.

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