Fantasy ᴍɪꜱᴛ & ʙᴏɴᴇ [𝘊𝘚]

finnly. · Jun 17, 2023

mist & bone

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GENERAL
Name, Nickname, Age, Gender, Sexuality, Species, Birthdate, Hometown

VISAGE
Hair, Eyes, Height, Body Modifications, Distinguishing Features, Faceclaim

PSYCHE
Personality, Likes, Dislikes, Strengths, Weaknesses, Fears

HISTORY
Backstory (Were they born in Clover Falls? Or did their family move? Were they born into a supernatural family or were they turned?)

MISC
Abilities (Including species strengths and weaknesses, refer to beastiary info), Academics (Major, Minor, Clubs, Sports, Grades)

roles.

the wolf

closed

Turned his freshman year of high school Liam feels as if he finally has taken back control over his life. He is graduating with his best friends, captain of the hockey team, and has maybe caught the eye of a few people here and there. However, when he wakes up in the woods one night covered in blood— his world suddenly begins to unravel.

the vamp

open

Born to one of the richest families in Clover Falls, the Vamp is no stranger to the lavish life. On the outside their family is perfect, pristine, a model amongst their community. However, once the death of a beloved community member shakes the town, the Vamp might uncover that their family is much more flawed than they’d imagined.

the banshee

open

The Banshee never wanted to be born with such an ability, ostracized as a child due to their affinity with the dead and things that lurked amongst the shadows. For the past few months the voices have been quiet, but now they’re being plagued with nightmares and visions of the victims' horrific deaths and the glimpse of a creature who they begin to fear is looking right back.

the human

open

The Human has lived in Clover Falls since they can remember, blissfully unaware about the existence of supernaturals until their best friend, [THE WOLF], was turned their freshman year of high school. Through that they've slowly been adopted into the supernatural world of Clover Falls. Now that another murder has plagued their hometown, they can't help but snoop into their parent's files considering they're the Chief of Police for Clover Falls.

the kitsune

open

The Kitsune is new to town, a transfer student surrounded by an air of mystery. Their arrival in Clover Falls is no coincidence however. For the past couple of years they've been searching for their sibling's killer and the trail has gone cold right in the middle of town. They're determined to avenge their death while hoping to not get inevitably caught in the crossfire.

the druid

open

The Druid had lived a seemingly normal life until they realized everything had been built upon family secrets and lies. After believing their grandmother to be dead it was quite the shock when the woman appeared on their doorstep. Their grandmother had explained that their family came from a long line of Celtic lineage, and were Druids. Creatures of balance and light placed in order to keep the Supernatural world in order. The Druid began to spend the majority of their time at their grandmothers, practicing and training to uphold the family legacy, as they were fascinated— not frightened with this strange new world. Unlike their mother, who ran away from the legacy of the family, the Druid hopes to restore claim to their family name.

the shifter

open

The Shifter is a known trouble maker in town and the Sheriff Department's number one suspect in the recent string of murders. It's not their fault they keep ending up at the wrong place during the wrong time. Well— that's a lie. The Shifter knows what's haunting the town, has seen it with their own eyes as it attempted to make them its first victim. They have the scars to prove it as well. Now that it has a taste for their blood its determined to finish the job, so what better way to solve this damn murder case than to bring the killer down yourself?

the hunter

open

The Hunter has practically know idea the locked door in their family's basement leads to an arsenal of weapons, jugs of holy water, and cases filled with silver bullets. They always believed the sudden move to Clover Falls after their mother's death was an attempt to escape their home in Texas and start new, not the first act in their father's plan for vengeance. What do you do when you find out your friends have been lying to you? Your family? The Hunter only has two options; run away or find out the damn truth for themself.

the warlock

closed

In the beginning of his high school years, Dante was deemed the golden boy of his school. He had straight A’s, got along with everyone, and wasn’t disliked by anybody. Though this all came to an end when Dante found a tome containing a dark and sinister ritual to break the curse that holds in the townspeople of Clover Falls and the cost of freedom sends him off the deep end.

the fae

open

The Fae has always been the peacemaker amongst their friends, optimistic and sanguine. Against the majority they actually love living in Clover Falls and never see a reason for them to leave. After all, their life force is heavily intertwined with the ground beneath their feet in a way even they can't begin to comprehend. So, what happens when one random nose bleed becomes two? When the fatigue and nausea is not just a simple stomach bug that refuses to go away? Clover Falls is rotting, dying from the inside out. Unless the Fae can somehow find a cure for the town they love so much, then they'll certainly die with it.

beastiary.

Here is the link to the unofficial Beastiary of the Clover Falls universe. Please, please read this over before reserving as it ties into the characters (especially the supernatural ones). If you have any questions regarding the lore please do not hesitate to ask in the OOC.

♡coded by uxie♡

kevin · Jun 17, 2023

the warlock.

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dante

01.

full name

dante raphael vincenzo

02.

nickname

danny

03.

age

23

04.

gender

male, he/him

05.

sexuality

homosexual

06.

date of birth

october 1st

07.

place of birth

grosseto, italy

08.

ethnicity

italian

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magic?

magic comes from what is inside you. it is a part of you. you can’t weave together a spell you don’t believe in.
visage

height

6'2"

weight

175 lbs

build

one could argue that dante's body was handcrafted by the gods above. he has a well-defined and toned physique as a result of his weight training and physical activity. his shoulders are broad, his chest is strong and enlarged, and his legs and arms are well-defined. he has a six-pack, bulging biceps and pecs, a narrow waist, and a chiseled, strong jawline. dante's overall appearance and height are that of a mature tree, rigid and buff.

eyes

almond-shaped with rich hues of brown.

hair

short, curly, and light brown.

skin

warm ivory with neutral undertones.

body mods

both lobes pierced.

face claim

amerigo valenti.
persona

dante is a complex individual, plagued by a myriad of emotional struggles that have left him mentally unstable, depressed, and deeply lonely. the weight of his burdens is overwhelming, and it seems as though every aspect of his life has conspired against him. at the core of dante's suffering lies a shattered heart, broken by many things such as the death of his mother and the end of his relationship with who he thought would be the love of his life. these things have sent his emotions spiraling out of control, leaving him in a perpetual state of disarray. he finds it difficult to find solace or comfort in anything around him. the once-vibrant colors of life have faded to shades of gray, and the world feels like an empty, desolate place. his depression envelops him like a suffocating fog, making it challenging for dante to engage with others or find joy in simple pleasures. each day is a battle, with his inner demons relentlessly whispering destructive thoughts into his ears.

dante's mental instability manifests in erratic and unpredictable ways. his emotions fluctuate wildly, swinging from profound sadness to inexplicable anger. his mind becomes a tangled web of contradictory thoughts and emotions, making it challenging for him to find stability or a sense of normalcy. this instability further deepens his feelings of loneliness, as he struggles to connect with others on a meaningful level. he yearns for understanding and companionship, but the depths of his pain make it difficult for others to truly comprehend the turmoil that consumes him. despite his relentless efforts, dante's journey to emotional healing feels like an uphill battle. loneliness engulfs him, leaving him with a profound sense of isolation even in a crowd. the world around him seems distant as if he's viewing it through a blurry lens. he yearns for connection, for someone to understand the depth of his despair, yet he struggles to open up and share his true feelings. it becomes a vicious cycle: his loneliness exacerbates his depression, and his depression amplifies his loneliness.

the darkness that envelops dante's mind makes it difficult for him to perceive any glimmer of hope. the weight of his depression casts a shadow over his days, rendering even the simplest of tasks arduous. each morning, he awakens to a relentless battle against the overwhelming sadness that threatens to consume him. the world around him appears bleak and devoid of color, mirroring the desolation within his soul.

likes

atropa belladonna

astrology

the moon

nighttime

dark colors

gardening

silver jewelry

dark chocolate

silent films

grunge

patchouli scents

black coffee

macarons

black cats

rainy days

bourbon

dislikes

hypocrites

simplicity

beer

conflict

laziness

liars

failure

romance

tripoux

socializing

bright colors

hot weather

gossip

deceit

spicy anything

feeling helpless

fears

heights

confined spaces

burning

drowning

failing in life

strengths

multitasking

great memory

multilingual

manipulation

problem solving

weaknesses

mental instability

quick-tempered

overthinking

impulsive
history

In The Beginning

Dante Raphael Vincenzo was born on October 1st to Gianetta and Nataniele Vincenzo in Grosseto, Italy. He was born into a loving family, with parents who adored him from the moment he entered the world. Gianetta and Nataniele were a remarkable couple known for their unwavering love and dedication who made sure Dante's childhood was filled with joy and happiness. His parents created a warm and nurturing environment for him, where love and support were abundant. From the earliest days, Dante was surrounded by the laughter and affection of his parents, who cherished every milestone he achieved. Even though the Vincenzo family seemed like a normal family to others, they had a secret that set them apart. The Vincenzos were magical folk, born with the power to cast spells and move stuff with their mind. But they didn't let this genetic heredity stop them from living normal lives. Dante attended school like every other child and his childhood was just as mundane as all the other kids his age. Behind closed doors, his parents taught him all about the magic they possessed, especially how to control it since emotions played such a big part in their powers. At a young age, Dante displayed exceptional cognitive abilities that impressed his parents and educators alike. His insatiable curiosity and sharp analytical skills became apparent as he eagerly absorbed information from books, encyclopedias, and online resources. Dante's astute observations and insightful questioning during class discussions further showcased his intellectual acumen. He has impressed many with his ability to not only comprehend challenging subjects but also articulate his thoughts with clarity and conviction. Dante's intellectual prowess is evident in his ability to grasp complex concepts effortlessly and apply them with precision. His intellect is a wellspring of intelligence, whether he's solving mathematical equations, digging into scientific theories, or exploring the depths of literature. In addition to his academic brilliance, Dante possesses a remarkable memory that allows him to retain vast amounts of information. His ability to recall facts, figures, and even obscure details is nothing short of extraordinary. Whether it's history, science, or literature, Dante's encyclopedic knowledge base enables him to make connections and draw upon a wide range of information to support his arguments.

Dante's great intelligence goes beyond the mundane world. His parents made sure to educate him on their kind and the power he possesses. Dante's education began within the walls of his family's ancestral home where his parents who are both skilled and knowledgeable magic users, became his mentors and guides. They nurtured his burgeoning magical abilities and taught him the ancient traditions and spells passed down through generations. As he grew older, Dante's parents shared with him the stories of their ancestors and how their lineage went all the way back to the Salem Witch Trials. Under the watchful eyes of his parents, Dante delved into the study of various magical disciplines. He learned the intricate art of potion-making, the delicate balance of witchcraft, and the profound intricacies of spellcasting. From shaping the elements to communing with mystical creatures, Dante's education was a comprehensive exploration of the magical arts. Dante's absorption of knowledge was swift and effortless. He grasped complex spells with ease, often finding creative ways to modify and improve upon them. As the years passed, Dante's knowledge expanded greatly and he quickly learned how to analyze ancient texts, decipher cryptic runes, and solve intricate magical enigmas. Gianetta and Nataniele marveled at his capacity to unravel the mysteries of long-forgotten spells, artifacts, and rituals. By the age of 10, Dante had read every single book his father owned on the occult at least three times. With each tome he devoured, Dante's magical prowess expanded exponentially, and he uncovered esoteric knowledge that even his parents had yet to comprehend. His parents marveled at the extraordinary intelligence Dante displayed when it came to the world of magic. Dante exhibited an insatiable curiosity and an innate understanding of the arcane arts. His ability to grasp complex magical concepts surpassed their wildest expectations. They admired his unwavering dedication to honing his craft, recognizing that his brilliance was destined to leave an indelible mark. In Dante, they saw a future warlock of unmatched potential, and their hearts swelled with pride, knowing their son possessed outstanding abilities.

Burn, witch. Burn!

Geoffrey Chaucer said, "All good things must come to an end." And for the Vincenzos that couldn't be more true. It is no secret that supernatural species exist in the mundane world. Some know that they live next to a supernatural being, while others are just oblivious. No one knew that the well-known and well-liked Vincenzo family was made up of witches and warlocks. Unfortunately for the magical family, Grosseto was stuck in their old ways and did not want supernatural living in their city. Gianetta and Nataniele made sure to keep Dante under the radar since he was young and magic was new to him. They did not want to risk him accidentally exposing the family's secret which would result in them being executed. To this day, Dante doesn't know how his mother was captured. Only his father knew and no matter how much he begged him for answers, the truth stayed hidden. All Dante remembers is how loud his mother screamed for help, the smell of her flesh burning raging in his nose, and his father holding him back with the palm of his hand pressed against his mouth. As the flames crackled and consumed his mother's life, Dante stood at the periphery, forced to witness the brutality inflicted upon the woman who had nurtured and loved him. The searing heat mirrored the intensity of emotions coursing through him—grief, disbelief, and an overwhelming sense of helplessness. The sight of his mother's suffering etched itself into his psyche, leaving an indelible scar that would shape his life forever. Tears welled up in his eyes as he watched his beloved mother wither in pain, not being able to help her escape her gruesome fate.

Amidst the anguish and anger, Dante also felt a profound sense of loss. He reminisced about the moments they shared, the warmth of her embrace, and the gentle lullabies that soothed him to sleep. Gianetta had been his anchor, the beacon of love and strength in his life. Now, her absence created an agonizing void that could never be filled. The reality of his mother's impending death shook him to his core, leaving him emotionally shattered and utterly alone.

Goodbye Italy, Hello America

In the wake of Gianetta's untimely death, a profound sense of loss consumed the heart of both Dante and Nataniele. Their world, once filled with warmth and laughter, now seemed desolate and cold. In an effort to escape the suffocating memories that haunted every corner of their home, Nataniele made the difficult decision to start anew in a different town. He couldn't risk being caught and face the same fate as his wife or allow that happen to his son. And so, with heavy hearts and a glimmer of hope, they embarked on a journey to an unfamiliar place. Clover Falls, Utah would be where the father son duo would call home for years to come. A heavy cloud of sadness settled over Dante as he was about to embark on a new chapter of his life at a different school. Deep down, he battled with depression, making the prospect of starting a new school an even more daunting experience. The thought of facing unfamiliar faces, making new friends, and adjusting to a new environment intensified the weight on his shoulders. The mere idea of starting anew seemed overwhelming and added fuel to the fire of his inner struggles. The depression that had been lingering in his life for some time had reached its peak, leaving him feeling isolated and detached from the world. The idea of being surrounded by classmates who seemingly had it all together only intensified his self-doubt. He wondered if he would ever fit in, if he would be accepted, or if he could even muster the energy to engage in social interactions. The future appeared bleak, and the mere act of getting out of bed felt like an insurmountable challenge.

In the midst of the darkness that consumed his days, a glimmer of hope emerged for Dante as he embarked on his high school journey. It was within the corridors of this new chapter in his life that he discovered an unexpected source of comfort and warmth. That source happened to be a smart, handsome, and athletic boy named Liam Mackenzie. Their connection was like a ray of sunshine piercing through the heavy clouds of his despair, offering solace and understanding that he had longed for. As their relationship blossomed, the teen boy found solace in the tender embrace of Liam. In the quiet moments they shared, his new partner's gentle touch and compassionate words acted as a balm for his wounded soul. Their conversations late into the night provided a safe space where he could finally unburden the weight that had plagued him for far too long. Through Liam's unwavering support, he began to believe that he was not alone in his struggles and that his pain could be healed. Their shared experiences and vulnerability created a bond that transcended the superficialities of life. Liam had battled his own demons, and his understanding of pain ran deep. Together, they navigated the complexities of depression, intertwining their lives and forging a connection that offered them both a lifeline amidst the storms of adolescence. Their love served as a sanctuary, shielding him from the harsh judgments and expectations that weighed heavily on Dante's fragile shoulders. In a world that often felt cold and indifferent, the warmth radiating from his relationship provided him with the courage to face each new day, knowing that someone genuinely cared for his well-being.

Tomum Umbrarum

There was something different about Clover Falls. The air was thick with a sense of mystery and the town was full of secrets. But for Dante, life was great and he didn't let it bother him. His once-depressed state of mind was slowly healing and he'd be graduating high school with Liam. One day, Dante was feeling snoopy and decided to look around in his father's room. Nataniele spent a lot of time in his room nowadays and he rarely interacted with his son like he used to. It seemed that for Dante's mental health to heal, his fathers had to deteriorate. As he crept into the dark room, he could tell his father was going through it. The room was a mess and there were a lot of papers, books, and random objects scattered all around the room. Dante skimmed over the writings and books on the desk but none of it really made sense to him. As he continued to search the room, he found a tattered box hidden away under the bed. What a cliché hiding spot. The box didn't even need to be opened because as soon Dante pulled it out, the cardboard fell apart. Laying in front of him was a very large and very old-tattered book. He reached out a trembling hand and ran his fingers across the cover, instinctively drawn to the leather-bound tome that seemed to emanate an unsettling aura. The cover was weathered, its once vibrant colors faded to a foreboding shade of black. Hesitation gripped Dante's heart, yet an unquenchable curiosity urged him forward. As he gingerly pulled the tome onto his lap, an inexplicable chill ran down his spine. The book felt heavy as if burdened with the weight of centuries' worth of forbidden knowledge. He found himself captivated by the ornate lock that sealed its pages, its intricate design resembling twisted, gnarled tendrils of darkness. A shudder passed through him, but his yearning to unravel its secrets overpowered any lingering doubts.

Dante stood up with the book in his arms as he rummaged through the desk drawers, looking for the key. Finally, he found what looked like the match. It had the same weathered look and design as the lock. As he inserted it into the lock, a surge of anticipation mingled with fear coursed through his veins. With an audible click, the ancient tome sprang open, as if awakened from a profound slumber. As Dante's eyes scanned the arcane text, a mixture of awe and trepidation filled his mind. The words seemed to dance on the page, twisting and contorting like serpents in a macabre symphony. Each syllable whispered secrets of forgotten rituals and ancient rites, promising untold power and unimaginable consequences. With each passing moment, Dante felt his perspective shifting, his perception of the world transforming into something darker, something dangerous. But there were a few chapters that caught his eye. They were about Clover Falls, specifically about a spell that trapped the citizens within the town. One ritual in the book even claimed to be powerful enough to break the spell which fascinated him. He took the book to his room and days turned into nights, and nights into weeks as Dante delved deeper into the sinister tome. The knowledge within its pages began to seep into his very being, consuming his thoughts and desires. His once vibrant spirit was slowly replaced by a haunting obsession, his actions driven by a hunger for forbidden truths. Relationships crumbled, dreams faded, and sanity teetered on the precipice of oblivion. The price of unlocking the secrets within the dark tome became apparent. Dante could no longer discern between reality and the twisted visions that plagued his mind. The boundaries of life and death blurred, and shadows whispered malevolent secrets into his ears. He became a vessel for the ancient darkness that had been awakened, forever altered by his reckless pursuit of knowledge.

As the nights grew longer, Dante's obsession consumed his every waking moment. He neglected his friendships and his healthy relationship with Liam which eventually came to an end when Liam couldn't take it anymore. The sight of his boyfriend going mad. He tried to help the warlock but he didn't want to be helped. The once vibrant tapestry of Dante's life dimmed away in pursuit of the ritual's macabre power. He began to withdraw from the world, locking himself away in his room adorned with esoteric symbols scrawled on the walls. His mind became a breeding ground for paranoia and madness, haunted by visions of shadowy figures lurking in the corners, whispering malevolently. Desperate to unlock the ritual's secrets, Dante delved into the darkest recesses of his mind, diving headfirst into the abyss of forbidden knowledge. He sought out rare artifacts and performed sacrilegious acts to appease the insatiable hunger within. His hands trembled as he handled relics tainted by the touch of ancient evils, and his eyes flickered with a twisted excitement that bordered on madness. Sleep became a distant memory for him and was replaced by a feverish existence haunted by vivid nightmares that bled into his waking hours. He saw the world through a distorted lens, where beauty was twisted into grotesque abominations, and whispers of damnation echoed in every breath.

Dante's once brilliant mind was now consumed by darkness, gradually losing touch with reality. In his deranged state, he believed to be chosen, a vessel for unspeakable powers. Sanity slipped through his trembling fingers like grains of sand, leaving behind only a fragmented and tormented soul.
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relationships

Gianetta Vincenzo

Dante's love for his mother had no bounds. From his earliest memories, he recalls the warmth of her embrace and the gentle sound of her voice. She had been a constant presence in his life, offering unwavering support and unconditional love. Dante cherishes every moment he spent with her, treasuring their conversations and the simple joys they shared. Even with her being gone, his love for her still goes strong and she is what keeps him going every day.

Nataniele Vincenzo

The passing of Gianetta had a profound impact on his relationship with his father, leading to a strain between them that was difficult to overcome. Grief consumed Dante, and he found solace in solitude, retreating into himself to process his emotions. Unfortunately, this isolation inadvertently distanced him from his father, who was also mourning the loss of his beloved wife. The two struggled to communicate effectively, their shared sorrow driving a wedge between them.

Nataniele was consumed by his own grief, became emotionally distant, and was unable to provide the support and understanding that Dante desperately needed. The once close bond they shared seemed to fade away, replaced by a lingering silence that filled their home. Dante yearned for his father's presence and guidance, but their interactions became marked by strained conversations and unspoken tension. The absence of Dante's mother, the glue that held their family together, left a void that seemed impossible to fill.

Liam Mackenzie

Dante's heart aches with longing and regret as he reflects on the bittersweet memories with Liam. They had shared a passionate love, the kind that ignites souls and promises forever. But their relationship was plagued by the relentless grip of madness that consumed Dante's mind. In his moments of clarity, he now sees how his own demons tore them apart, and he can't help but mourn the loss of a love that was once so vibrant and promising.

Dante remembers the sparkle in Liam's eyes, the way his touch could soothe even the deepest wounds. But madness, like a dark cloud, hovered over their relationship, casting a shadow of doubt and instability. It twisted Dante's thoughts and actions, driving him to make choices that he now deeply regrets. In the depths of his heart, he carries the weight of his madness, forever tarnishing what they once had.

As time passes, Dante's longing for Liam intensifies. He yearns for a chance to turn back the hands of time, to undo the damage caused by his madness. He longs for the opportunity to apologize, to convey the depths of his remorse and the magnitude of his love. The regret gnaws at his soul, a constant reminder of what he has lost and the irreversible pain he inflicted upon himself and the one he held dearest. Dante's heart remains forever tethered to the memories of Liam, as he grapples with the consequences of his own madness.

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species

dante is a warlock, a human that is gifted with the genetic heredity to affect change by supernatural or paranormal means; he has an innate connection to the elements and forces of nature that allows him to practice witchcraft.

abilities

witchcraft — dante was born with an innate connection to the elements and forces of nature that allows him to practice witchcraft. he can cast spells, concoct potions, cast curses, and more with his magic. his spell casting is a formulae for producing specific magical effects and phenomena. such formulae are often a series of magic words, symbols, and incantations, but they can also take the form of specific thoughts, gestures, rituals, and other actions that can sometimes require additional components to function properly.

telekinesis — dante has the ability to manipulate objects with the power of his mind, which allows him to move or levitate people and things without physically touching them. he can use his telekinesis offensively and defensively.

pyrokinesis — dante can freely generate, shape, and manipulate fire with his mind or through an evocation of magical words.

weaknesses

human factor — even though dante has magic flowing through his veins, he is still a human. if he overexerts himself, he can exhaust his body and is prone to passing out, nausea, nosebleeds, severe headaches, and even death.

concentration — for dante's spells, potions, curses, etc. to work effectively, he has to have full focus and concentration. if he is caught off guard or distracted, the expected result may not turn out how he wants or may even cause harm to himself and others.

emotions — dante's emotions play a big part in his abilities. strong emotions such as happiness or anger can fuel dante's power, while emotions such as fear and sadness may prevent him from properly accessing his powers. the most dangerous aspect of this weakness is if he allows himself to become enraged which causes his magic to become unbalanced and he can cause unintentional harm to himself or others.

mountain ash — a circle of mountain ash can trap and harm dante.

academics

major — liberal arts

minor — psychology/sociology

club(s) — none. dante is too mentally unstable to focus on clubs.

gpa — dante's gpa used to be a 4.0 but due to recent events and the downfall of his mental state, he is currently scraping by with a 3.5. he is on the brink of being kicked out of college.

♡coded by uxie♡

.empathogen. · Jun 17, 2023

The Vamp
FC: Aaron Taylor-Johnson

finnly. · Jun 17, 2023

click! LIAM LOADING...: full name

liam mackenzie

nicknames

lee, mac

age

twenty-three

d.o.b.

june 12th

species

werewolf

p.o.b.

clover falls, ut

sexuality

bicurious

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"Does it smell like wet dog in here? Oh fuck, it's me isn't it?"

appearance

height

6'1''

build

stocky

hair c.

brown

eye c.

brown

When he was younger, Liam was a small, scrawny kid, slightly cute, but that was about it. Then puberty hit and he thankfully turned into a rather attractive young man. His growth spurts hit and he suddenly shot up to a surprising 6'1''. Once he started lacrosse his scrawny figure turned lean and fit, even more so after he was bit. Other than that, his dark brown orbs and messy brown hair stayed the same as always. His style has always been a bit, well, whatever. He never really wore anything that made him look classy, or expensive. He usually just tosses on a shirt, with maybe a hoodie, or a flannel and some tracksuit pants or maybe some jeans, if he's feeling 'exceptionally fashionable'. Anything that's comfortable really. Or that leaves an impression.

faceclaim

alex fitzalan
personality

Liam gets jealous easily and sometimes this makes him become a bit possessive and almost territorial (especially with his friends). Although he puts on a tough guy façade on the inside he's fiercely passionate about taking care of the ones he loves, more so his best friends. He's entirely loyal to his pack, and won't let any of them get hurt on his watch. He's rather stoic and often internalizes his emotions for the sake of others, which can become a huge frustration for his friends. Liam simply would rather carry the burden for the rest other than being one. His undeniable need to be selfless and protect others causes him to be reckless with his decisions. Protective of his friends, and insanely attached to those he loves. Lee constantly fears them being hurt, maybe more so he fears for his own pain as well. He gives his utmost attention to those he values, and would never leave someone behind, even if it meant his own safety. Liam loves fiercely, and hurts deeply when that backfires.

Along with his selflessness, Liam is a very brave individual and will risk whatever consequences he has to face in order to save someone else. He doesn't like to define himself as a hero but just likes to do what's right by others especially his friends and those close to him. He has an excellent sense of humor and he definitely doesn't hide it from anyone. Liam enjoys a good laugh and will always take the chance to make someone smile (as he has the goofiest).

Even long before he became a wolf, he boasted the strong talents of a natural leader. Always the one to lead the charge, especially when playing games among his family and with friends. Eventually becoming captain of his lacrosse team senior year. As a child, he developed a formidable strength of mind. The boy is strong of will, and mentally sound, making him insanely stubborn in his ways. Lee's sensible when it comes to responsibility, ready to shoulder it when necessary and capable of thinking things through from a mature perspective. But that doesn't mean he has no time to enjoy his youth. He may be a bit melodramatic and bossy but he knows how to let go and have fun. If only to lessen the stress settled in his gut.

virtues

loyal, brave, determined, selfless, dauntless, protective, sensible, good leader, responsible

vices

egotistical, bossy, stubborn, easily jealous, possessive, overly emotional, reckless

fears

losing control, drowning, losing his loved ones

likes

cold baths, lacrosse, hanging out with his friends, birthdays, the woods, jogging, chocolate milkshakes, cookies & cream ice cream, Sicilian pizza, barbecues, storms, the smell of fresh pine, indie music, long car rides in the rain, history class, children

dislikes

full moon, math, strong putrid smells, hunters, cats, clowns, being surprised, loud noises, roller coasters and thrill rides, needles, sci-fi, movies, conversing with complete strangers, awkward small talk, bullies, coffee
history

just a small town boy

Born to Leanne and Joshua Mackenzie and the eldest of one sibling, Liam lived a rather boring life of any Clover Falls resident. (At least he was under the impression that most of the town had lived a rather mundane life, fit with the same routines and boy— was he so wrong). Liam was a happy child, rambunctious in his endeavors like a typical five-year-old boy. Perhaps the first thing in his life to rock his world was the birth of his sister, Jean Marie when he was only five. His parents could quite possibly never forget the moment they'd first handed the swaddled little girl to Liam and he'd just scrunched up his nose and asked in true toddler unfiltered fashion if, "all babies were born like that". The nurse had been quite choked but his parents merely brushed it off and laughed as they explained she had been born with a congenital defect, though Liam couldn't begin to wrap his head around that big word at the time. He just assumed that all baby girls must've been born with one leg— he got that second world rocking a few months later.

Jean Marie might've been a bit small and with her disability she had a few more mountains to cover than most but Liam was right by her side every step of the way. He was fiercely protective of his sister and after telling off a few kids for making fun of her, everyone knew not to mess with her lest they incur the wrath of Lee himself. Besides, once Jean Marie got a hold on her forearm crutches she was practically unstoppable, and Liam got a few good thwacks to the ankles whenever they fought.

Liam's activeness bled into his middle school and high school careers. He was a sporty kid, never really liked anything in the arts, and so at a young age throughout college he played lacrosse in Clover Falls. He was quite good at it too, set for a full ride to Syracuse which was his one way ticket out of this town and on to bigger things. It wasn't his fault that his plans had been practically swept out from under him.

the bite

Seeing as his parents had been residents for quite some time, his father a well known mechanic and his mother a nurse at the hospital, Liam wasn't completely unaware of the strange happenings in Clover Falls as he grew up. Hushed whispers and classmates disappearing from school on the odd occasion. He really thought nothing of it, until the supernatural side of the town he'd grown fond of came knocking down his door.

A week after Liam turned fifteen and started his freshman year of high school, his entire life changed. It had been a routinely jog at night through the woods (he was determined to be in the best shape possible for lacrosse). Lee's neighborhood was nice enough, with a trail leading through the cul-de-sac and into the woods. He had never had any problems before save for a deer or raccoon appearing from the bushes and nearly scaring the shit out of him. That night had been like any other though unbeknownst to Liam, he was being watched, and had been watched the moment he stepped outside his door. About a mile from his house he was attacked by a rather large creature, the whole thing was pretty painful for him to remember and he often blocks it out. Bits and pieces of the incident just remind him of a horrible snarling growl, teeth tearing at his abdomen and the startling crimson red of those humanoid eyes before he'd succumbed to the pain. Liam had thought he'd died but after waking up once the sun had begun to peek through the curtain of trees at dawn with sticks pressing into his cheek and dirt clinging to him, he was miraculously alive. There was no sign he'd ever been attacked, his skin smooth and clear. The only piece of evidence he had was the tatters his shirts now hung off him in. After the incident his life became a living hell as he realized something was horribly wrong with him. His senses were haywire, moods abhorrent, and it felt like he was always on edge at nearly every given moment. Those first few months were the scariest and the loneliest as he truly had no one to turn to about the strange things happening to him. Even his best friend, whom he told quite possibly everything. It just seemed so impossible to be real that he brushed it off as simply nothing.

Eventually, it didn't take long to meet the monster of his nightmares. Except this was no monster, it was a man. A werewolf to be exact. Yup, here comes the fated third world rocking. Though Liam had only resentment for the stranger that had turned him, he inevitably had to stick close to him and learn about the changes he was going through. Those next months the alpha took the young boy under his wing, teaching him about his lycanthropy and about the other creatures that lurked among the shadows in Clover Falls.

Liam was eventually able to get a handle on his abilities and found that he wasn't alone at all, there were others like him, different. It didn't take long for him to form a little group of ragtag supernaturals, his own pack. The blow that he'd never be able to leave the town was rough, but not nearly as hard as keeping such a secret from his family who knew something was off about him but could never quite figure it out. He's somewhat come to terms with everything, which is only through the help of his friends as he would be severely lost otherwise. A normal life is pretty much out the window at this point, so instead he's just making the most of it. Clover Falls Community College isn't Syracuse but he's made some meaningful friends and the lacrosse team isn't terrible. I mean, how could it be when half the team could probably snap ten lacrosse sticks at once with a single hand?

With graduation looming around the corner he's a bit stuck with his future in Clover Falls, but that seems like the least of his worries at this point. Especially when a string of violent murders is threatening to turn the town on its side. Seriously, can nobody just catch a single damn break in this place?
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species

werewolf

abilites

Liam is currently an Alpha wolf, recently so as the alpha who bit him was killed by a hunter. He usually appears in human form and can shift to varying degrees into a bipedal wolf-like creature with increased body hair, fangs and glowing red eyes. Liam has heightened senses, enhanced agility, strength, and can heal himself on an accelerated level. He can also absorb and alleviate pain from other people and can "heal" them in some cases. Lee can also transfer memories by inserting his claws into nape of an individual's neck. This ability can also allow direct "mind to mind' communication. The full moon can cause him to transform, and to shapeshift easily. His abilities are at their strongest during a full moon. Wolfsbane and silver are highly poisonous for any type of werewolf and a circle of mountain ash can completely entrap him.

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minajesty · Jun 17, 2023

ivy loretta hayes.

#the fae

#paulina chavez

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the world is very old; but every spring, it groweth young again, and the fairies sing.

cicely barker.

the rotting fairy

ivy.

full name

ivy loretta hayes. aka vee to her mutuals & open to more.

age

twenty-two years old.

gender

cisfemale, she/her.

sexuality

heterosexual.

species

a fae.

birthdate

september 8th.

hometown

clover falls, utah.

pretty hurts (slowed)

beyonce

01.

visage

height

5'4" \ 163.8cm.

weight

121lbs \ 55kg.

hair.

tight & voluminous brown curls often left dancing freely by her shoulders. for convenience purposes, it's hardly styled, but there is often a trail of rosemary or vanilla scents left behind.

eyes.

pools of dark chocolate are often framed by trimmed brows, noticeable lashes that have just a touch of mascara, and occasional shades of natural brown eyeshadows to enhance her siren eyes.

body mods.

both earlobes are pierced.

distinguishing.

her curly head of hair and a white, trademark smile.

faceclaim.

paulina chavez.

02.

psyche

in the heart of clover falls, there exists ivy, known for her usually radiant and optimistic nature. ivy embodies the essence of life and growth, forever rooted to the world around her. with an ethereal aura that shimmers like the moist ground beneath her feet under a sunlit forest, she captivates those who cross her path with her infectious joy and an unwavering smile.

despite her typically uplifting disposition, a dark shadow looms over ivy's existence. the very earth she cherishes and nurtures is being plagued by a malicious force, threatening its very core. this force, like a festering wound on the land she loves the most, seeps into her being, sapping her vitality and corroding her spirit. it is a presence that undermines her vibrant energy, gradually consuming her from within.

ivy's once lustrous wings, adorned with vivid hues reminiscent of blooming flowers and iridescent feathers, now bear the burden of decay. the vibrant petals that used to dance along the edges of her wings have withered and wilted, their vibrancy fading into a sickly pallor. the once-golden halo that adorned her head, a symbol of her pure spirit, now flickers like a dim light, reflecting the struggle she faces against the encroaching darkness.

yet, despite her deteriorating physical, mental, and emotional state, she perseveres, determined to protect the very essence of the life she holds so dear. she continues to wear a brave smile on her face, even as the corruption creeps further into her being. her eyes, once filled with glimmering optimism, now contain a touch of melancholy, betraying the weight she carries deep within her heart.

in her interactions with others, she strives to shield them from the devastating truth of her plight. her voice, though strained with the weight of her suffering, still carries a melodic lilt that brings comfort and hope to those who hear it. she offers words of encouragement, sprinkling them with gentle laughter that resonates like the sweetness of bells, momentarily masking the grief that courses through her veins.

as ivy walks through forest glades or flower-filled meadows, her steps carry a touch of grace but also a hint of weariness. the once vibrant earth beneath her feet now trembles, its life force threatened. the roots of ancient trees, entwined with her being, reflect the decay that spreads through her fragile frame. yet, she persists, her love for the world pushing her forward, even as it crumbles around her.

though she may appear to be an embodiment of light, her true strength lies in her ability to embrace the darkness that's gnawing at her very essence. she fights against the malicious threats, striving to find a way to heal the land and save the people she cares for from its clutches. and as clover falls teeters on the brink of destruction, ivy's unwavering determination to preserve the beauty and vitality of the earth serves as a beacon of hope, even as she rots with the very darkness that seeks her demise.

likes

sunbathing, flower crowns, hand holding, star gazing, romance novels, swimming, dainty jewelry, floral printed cardigans, stopping by the candle section at every store, & fruit platters.

dislikes

gossiping, violence, overly sweet desserts, silver, snakes, betrayal, liars, boredom, pessimism, & all attention on her.

strengths

great listener, open-minded, quick on her feet, patient, decisive in emergency situations, loyal, & gentle-natured.

weaknesses

a bit clumsy, gullible, unassertive, not the strongest physically, jealousy prone, anxious during pressing circumstances, & a weak liar.

fears

silver, fire, death, dying alone, losing her friends, confined spaces, & losing control of her own life.

03.

history

in the quaint town of clover falls, nestled amidst the rolling meadows and lush forests, there exists a hidden community that lay concealed from the prying eyes of humans. unbeknownst to its residents, supernatural beings coexist with them, weaving their existence and capabilities into the fabric of everyday life. among these enchanting creatures resides a nature fairy known as ivy loretta hayes.

ivy, with luminous emerald wings tucked underneath two keloid scars positioned against her back, lives a seemingly mundane life in clover falls since the day of her birth, residing in a flower-adorned cottage by a glistening lake. her humble abode, hidden amidst tapestries of blossoms and vibrant foliage, mirrors the essence of her ethereal nature. alongside her grandmother, loretta, her dwelling is a sanctuary where she can retreat from the hustle and bustle of the human world, and immerse herself in the harmonious symphony of nature.

hayes was blessed with an insatiable curiosity and an innate connection to the natural world. her childhood was spent exploring the untamed beauty of clover falls, shoes of different sizes left in every corner of the forest to further explore with bare feet. under the watchful supervision of her wise grandmother, ivy would dance amidst the dew-kissed petals, whispering secrets to the flowers and listening to the murmurs of the wind.

however, to loretta's sinking heart, ivy's curiosity stemmed further into the human world than she would have liked. and while there was no shielding her granddaughter from the mundane world her entire life, the day she dreaded the most had come far too soon for her liking. when deemed safe and only after she understood the special rules of safety (wings tucked at all times, no talking to strangers, and absolutely no touching potted plants), ivy began to flutter through bustling markets and youth-filled parks. a tinge of envy resided in her heart while observing their lives.. their joys and sorrows, their hopes and dreams.

although ivy longed to reveal herself to clover falls, children similar in age especially, her grandmother had raised a quick learner. she understood the delicate balance between her world and theirs, along with the potential chaos that could ensue. and so, she chose to remain hidden, an appointed guardian of her species' secrets, and a silent observer of human life. her role was not to interfere but to bring moments of enchantment, unseen acts of kindness that would leave a mark on unsuspecting residents.

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

present day as soon as she reached the appropriate age, grandmother loretta had allowed ivy unlimited access to the outside world under a promise to be careful and safe.

in the beginning, it would be an exciting journey to have been unleashed into the mundane lifestyle but it gradually became habitual. ivy would attend regular elementary, middle, and high school alongside her peers, taking precautions to steer clear of unwanted attention and conceal her true nature regardless of the trusting bonds she built. and after school days were over, she would work in her grandmother's new flower shop, sharing beautiful bouquets with the public that were freshly grown hours prior in the backrooms.

the ordinary life that young ivy had always dreamed of finally landed in her grasp as she walked amongst the common folks without them suspecting anything.

however, fate took a turn for the worst when a spell-binding trap snared the residents of clover falls into an inescapable cage, only opening up its grasp to allow the supernatural to feast upon human blood and sorrow.

ivy, intimately connected with the land she cherishes, felt the insidious tendrils of this dark force snake their way into her very being. her life essence, intricately intertwined with the fate of the town, began to wither slowly alongside the dying land.

the flowers she blooms now run on short-lived biological timers and nausea drives her to her knees. tissues reside in the pockets of her clothing to soak up the blood that trickles down her porcelain features. a weary ivy loretta hayes still walks and breathes, perseverance to fight settled well into her DNA. but with the many hunters brandishing severed heads like trophies and the malicious, coal ichor seeping into her veins, will they kill her first?

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05.

academics

abilities.

aside from invisibility and flight, ivy is able to control anything that connects with nature. her primary abilities are making plant life bloom (or even die) & can manipulate plants into moving wherever and however. controlling sediments, sands, and rocks are also within her capabilities, but she hasn't mastered it yet. weaknesses include salt/pure iron & mountain ash, and often her own emotions.

college file.

MAJOR; biology, primary interest being ecology.
MINOR; psychology.
CLUB(S); eco club & art club.
GRADES; nearing a 4.0GPA and a well-known overachiever amongst her professors.

reputation.

to no one's surprise, the nature fairy would absolutely be involved in clubs that involve better care for the environment and anything that involves regulating inner peace. on campus, she isn't very well known in comparison to the sporty kids and she keeps it that way for a reason. other than remaining under the radar, she's notorious (in the best way possible) for getting the most out of her education, soaking in everything her professors teach like a sponge. while her educational life strives, ivy's social life, however, somewhat lacks even though she has very few tight-knit friends.

06.

connections

grandmother

a widowed woman in her late 50s who shares no DNA with ivy adopted the fairy into her lonely cottage. finding the newborn child cradled in dirt and leaves, she raised her as her own without knowing what exactly she brought into her life. a mother's love, however, defies all odds, as loretta only loved her child further, regardless of their difference in species.

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phnx. · Jun 17, 2023

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I really don't think there's anything wrong with being silly or fun or happy- if the world's trying to bring us down, I say bring it on.

the human

allie.

full name

aliana carling

nicknames

allie, alley-cat

age

20

gender

female

sexuality

bisexual

species

human

birthdate

june 15

hometown

clover falls

the dumb song

ajr

01.

visage

hair

allie has shoulder-length, dark brown hair that she's never really bothered to take care of; she'll usually just throw it into a quick ponytail or tuck it into her cap and call it a day.

eyes

allie has hazel eyes that she wouldn't describe as particularly vibrant or interesting. she wears contacts, and though she's tried wearing colored contacts before, she dislikes them- she think's they're too uncanny.

height

allie stands at a rather short 5'4", giving her a somewhat petite and childlike figure.

body modifications

both of allie's ears are pierced, and while she wears fake piercings every now and again, she never has particularly craved another actual piercing. in a similar vein, allie will often adorn her body with henna and semi-permanent tattoos- she currently has a rose on her collarbone and a pair of cats above her heart.

distinguishing features

none of allie's physical characteristics particularly stand out- rather, she puts an emphasis on creating her own signature style, combining an everchanging wardrobe of fluorescent tops, patchwork jeans, and colorful accessories to create a style that is uniquely her own.

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02.

psyche

Allie describes herself as 'pretty much ADHD incarnate'- she's impulsive, easily distracted, and about as unfocused as a sleep-deprived young adult can get. These tendencies have stuck with her through childhood, and she's somewhat annoyed many people underestimate her because of it- though it does give her the opportunity to surprise them with her abilities.

Allie's brain is the ultimate sponge- sit her down at a computer, give her a topic she'd be able to hyperfocus on, and she'll come out an hour able to tell you its entire abridged history, pop culture references, and a handful of random fun facts that will leave you going, 'how did you even find that out?' While it was just some quirky personality trait when she was younger, Allie does admit that it's also a somewhat useful trait for someone who has been thrown face-first into the world of supernatural legend and lore.

Allie is also extremely empathetic- she mostly displays this trait towards the animals she works with, but she's also been known to display this trait to her friends between her normally humorous persona. don't get her wrong, she can and will use jokes in order to make herself more comfortable- she's not the traditional mom friend- but when it comes down to it, she's someone you'd want by your side when you need a shoulder to cry on.

likes

the color yellow, sunny weather, strawberry ice cream, animals, coffee with cream and sugar, puzzles

dislikes

the smell of grease, raw meat, bruises, manicured nails, plastic straws, not knowing if someone's being genuine

strengths

Allie is smart- like, scary smart. Not only can she memorize things faster than average, but she also displays puzzle-solving abilities and spacial awareness that seem far beyond the capabilities of someone with their head so in the clouds.

weaknesses

Allie is rather forgetful, and has a hard time focusing on anything that isn't especially dire.

fears

what does allie fear? the question seems simple, at first. spiders. clowns. the dark- which has become exponentially more scary since she's discovered a whole underground of things that could kill her in a heartbeat. but, when it really comes down to it... allie is afraid of being alone. no, not just that- losing everyone she loves, until she is alone. losing her brother and [the wolf] and all her wild friends that have made her who she is today, until she's just the little girl laying in bed on that rainy night her mother died.

03.

history

Allie's life, well... it's not a stretch to say it wasn't the best to start out. She was born in Clover Falls to parents who'd never had stable jobs- her mother worked night shifts at Applebees, and her father spent his days at the Clover Falls pub. Between the two of them, the closest thing Allie ever had to a parental figure in her early years was her older brother of ten years, Adam. Despite his essentially parentified role towards his sister, he never seemed to be resentful- he'd get her dressed, walk her to kindergarten, and cook for them when their parents were either too busy, or too beyond caring. Allie placed her brother on a pedestal- he was her parent, her cool sibling, the guy that protected her from bullies and creepy guys at Walmart.

So it was all the more heartbreaking when she had to say goodbye.

She was only seven when a messy divorce between her parents started; though it was ushered by years of arguments and verbal abuse, it finally happened when it was revealed that Allie was the product of an affair. She was confused and alone, save for her brother- until, one night, when he told her he would be going away. He'd promised it wasn't because of her, but that he'd come get her as soon as he could, and if he couldn't, they'd find each other. Allie didn't believe he could even do that, just leave them, but he did. one oppressively hot summer night, he'd run off, leaving Allie alone.

Her father had walked out not long after that, and Allie and her mother moved across the country, trying to find a fresh start. Despite this, her mother didn't become much more caring; if anything, Allie felt more alone than ever. No brother, no father, no friends in an alien city that she was too afraid to explore on her own. School on her own was rough- she was smart, that was certain, but her grades were lacking. Even after skipping a year, she never got homework in on time, was unfocused in class, and, paired with her age already setting her apart from her classmates, her school life- and, to the same extent, her home life- was downright miserable.

It was an unusually rainy night in the normally dry city. A milky white moon hung far above Allie's apartment window, where she tossed and turned. She'd never gotten the best sleep after she'd moved, but even tonight, something was... off. She tried to just force herself to sleep, waiting until her mother would come home in the morning.

But she never did.

The police had called it a wild animal attack. the way her mother's body was shredded and bloodied when Allie had been asked to identify it proved that it really couldn't have been much else. Only twelve at the time, Allie couldn't realistically live on her own, and her father was uncontactable, leaving only one other option- go back to Clover Fall to live with her brother, who was now working as a police officer.

Allie was nervous her entire transfer there- she hadn't seen her brother in five years since he'd ran away. She expected their reunion to be awkward, with the air of their mother's death and father's absence hanging over them- but when he'd embraced her at the airport, Allie finally felt at home again. The way they talked as they made their way back to Adam's house made the years that had passed feel just like days, with he siblings falling back into their same old rhythm. Even if rain had began drizzling outside her brother's blue sedan as they'd driven home, Allie had never felt more filled with sunshine.

Unfortunately, one thing other than bad dreams had followed Allie back to Clover Falls- rumors. The young girl who’d lost her mother after leaving had been brought back into the town that refused to let anyone leave again. it was a sort of odd poetic justice, even if allie herself wasn't aware of it. she felt painfully alone; most of the bonds she'd had from her childhood had been severed as she had grown, and now that her brother was a full-fledged adult, she didn't have anyone she felt she'd actually be able to befriend.

well, anyone except [the wolf].

he was the first one to recognize her when she'd been introduced to her middle-school homeroom. they had once been a chaotic duo, ruling the playground with a combination of unfettered imagination and glowing charisma. once they'd linked back up in junior high, they'd become unstoppable. allie had fully broken out of her shell, securing her role as resident class clown, while [the wolf] became some what of a golden boy.

then [the wolf] became a freakin' werewolf.

yeah, those existed now, apparently. and now that [the wolf] was suddenly deposited into an entirely new world, it only made sense that allie was along for the ride. she volunteered herself for late-night lore research, scouring the library and internet for any tidbit of information that could help the duo make sense of their new world. eventually, it became almost a sort of game to allie- while she helped [the wolf] at every opportunity she could, she was never directly in the crossfire, so she basically got a backseat ride into uncharted waters. well, it was a less terrifying way to think of it, at least.

the two started college together, and life was going pretty swell. adam had gotten promoted to chief of police, and allie almost didn't even notice how distant he was becoming At first. but soon, it became impossible to ignore- he was always coming home late, too much on his mind to talk. it made allie feel... sad. hollow. frustrated that she didn't know what was going on or how to help.

that was only made worse by the murder.

everything was suddenly cranked up to eleven. allie could barely recognize her brother, he was so tired all the time. and now, with [the wolf] having an episode where he woke up covered in blood, allie feels more emboldened than ever to find out what's going on.

but she doesn't think that, even now, she can betray her brother's trust.

04.

gallery

05.

connections

the wolf