Name: Χαρων
Known Aliases: Charon, Karen
Age: approximately 2,500 years old
Gender: ♀
Sexuality: ♀
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 120 lbs
Ethnicity: Greek
Skin Color: Pale (the "I've never been outside kind")
Eye Color: Void
Hair Color: Black
Known Affiliations: Life, death, and all their friends; Dina Mitchell
Marital Status: Single, moping
About:
Karen doesn't get out much. Every day, she collects the souls of those who have died believing (however vaguely) that the journey to the afterlife looks something like what the ancient Greeks believed. Their belief brought Charon into existence, and now that belief has waned, in addition to getting more vacation time Karen is free to be herself.
She has a terrible habit of falling in love with dying girls, then making bargains with eldritch horrors in order to heal those girls. Her first love got immortal life, but not immortal youth to go with it. Another was given the ability to heal others, at the cost of her own life force. Her latest love got off easy--she will live out her normal mortal lifespan, then die, but had her memory of Karen completely erased.
So Karen mopes, and hangs out with dead people and other psychopomps, and swears off love until she falls for another wilting rose. Again, and again, and again.
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Name: Columbia Pluma
Known Aliases: The Bird Lady
Age: 57
Gender: ♀
Sexuality: No
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 130 lbs
Skin Color: White-people tan (there's gotta be a better way to phrase that)
Eye Color: Amber
Hair Color: Brown, streaks of gray
Known Affiliations: Anything with feathers
Marital Status: Happily divorced
About:
Columbia is a retired siren. Luring men to their doom is fine and good when you're young, but she wanted to settle down and find somewhere to roost. She took the money she had saved up from all those divorce settlements and got herself a house in the suburbs. Every day she takes the bus into the city and feeds the pigeons at the park.
It's a quiet life. Anyone attracted to women falls under the spell of her voice, feeling a compulsion to do whatever she asks. So Columbia communicates mainly through ASL, hand gestures, or writing, unless she's speaking to a child, bird, or one of her sisters. That's fine with her. She takes in injured pigeons and other birds and nurses them back to health.
No one notices the feathers at the nape of her neck, but everyone knows about the Bird Lady on Park Street who has entire flocks of crows nesting in her pecan trees out front. She doesn't mind when other people bring her stray birds or even parakeets and cockatoos that are no longer wanted. She'll brood over all her fine feathered friends just the same.
Name: Dina Mitchell
Known Aliases: None
Age: 24
Gender: ♀
Sexuality: ∞
Height: 5'2"
Weight: 230 lbs
Skin Color: Dark brown
Eye Color: Darker brown
Hair Color: Black
Known Affiliations: Daniel Mitchell (brother who bears a suspicious resemblance to Daveed Diggs), Karen (ex-girlfriend)
Marital Status: Single
About:
Dina is like any other nursing student who's been brought back from the brink of death by her grim-reaper ex-girlfriend. She goes to class, meets her brother for coffee, goes to synagogue, and studies at a local cafe. Lately she's had a quiet life after Karen was separated from her, but she's started noticing some changes...
It started when she was giving flu shots at a local clinic for class credit. None of the patients she saw ever got the flu, no matter how high the risk factor. Coincidence, right? But the milk in her fridge never goes sour. Her tiny window box of flowers bloomed all winter. Animals have started coming to her--she swears the stray cat she feeds on the balcony only had one eye when he first arrived, but now he's healthy as a horse.
Since the day Karen left, Dina hasn't had so much as a sore throat or a stubbed toe. Neither has her roommate. Or her brother. Or her lab partner. It's a bit concerning, actually. How far does this go?
Known Aliases: None
Age: 24
Gender: ♀
Sexuality: ∞
Height: 5'2"
Weight: 230 lbs
Skin Color: Dark brown
Eye Color: Darker brown
Hair Color: Black
Known Affiliations: Daniel Mitchell (brother who bears a suspicious resemblance to Daveed Diggs), Karen (ex-girlfriend)
Marital Status: Single
About:
Dina is like any other nursing student who's been brought back from the brink of death by her grim-reaper ex-girlfriend. She goes to class, meets her brother for coffee, goes to synagogue, and studies at a local cafe. Lately she's had a quiet life after Karen was separated from her, but she's started noticing some changes...
It started when she was giving flu shots at a local clinic for class credit. None of the patients she saw ever got the flu, no matter how high the risk factor. Coincidence, right? But the milk in her fridge never goes sour. Her tiny window box of flowers bloomed all winter. Animals have started coming to her--she swears the stray cat she feeds on the balcony only had one eye when he first arrived, but now he's healthy as a horse.
Since the day Karen left, Dina hasn't had so much as a sore throat or a stubbed toe. Neither has her roommate. Or her brother. Or her lab partner. It's a bit concerning, actually. How far does this go?
Name: Logan Chappell
Known Aliases: Scarlet, Scar
Age: 27
Gender: ♀
Sexuality: ♂
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 210 lbs
Skin Color: Pale
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Bright red
Known Affiliations: the VPD, her partner Hunter, her grandmother (only living family)
Marital Status: Single
About:
Scar is the sort of person who desperately wants to make the world right. She joined the VPD to make her city better--to help all the kids who are so bad off they turn to petty theft, or the folks who can find no legal way to get work.
Crime doesn't pay, but if you find yourself getting stopped by a pretty redhead in a tactical vest, she's more likely to give you the address of a community center and the name of a locally-owned shop who's hiring.
The first time, at least. Career criminals and violent offenders don't get the same kind of slack--anyone who purposefully victimizes another is given no second chances. Scarlet was a victim once, and she'll do anything to make sure no one else is hurt the way she was.
Known Aliases: Scarlet, Scar
Age: 27
Gender: ♀
Sexuality: ♂
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 210 lbs
Skin Color: Pale
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Bright red
Known Affiliations: the VPD, her partner Hunter, her grandmother (only living family)
Marital Status: Single
About:
Scar is the sort of person who desperately wants to make the world right. She joined the VPD to make her city better--to help all the kids who are so bad off they turn to petty theft, or the folks who can find no legal way to get work.
Crime doesn't pay, but if you find yourself getting stopped by a pretty redhead in a tactical vest, she's more likely to give you the address of a community center and the name of a locally-owned shop who's hiring.
The first time, at least. Career criminals and violent offenders don't get the same kind of slack--anyone who purposefully victimizes another is given no second chances. Scarlet was a victim once, and she'll do anything to make sure no one else is hurt the way she was.
Name: Evan Jackson
Known Aliases: Mr. Jackson, Dr. Jackson
Age: apparently 35 or so
Gender: ♂
Sexuality: ∞
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 220 lbs
Ethnicity: Irish(ish)
Skin Color: Pale
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Brown
Known Affiliations: the Humanities department
Marital Status: Single
About:
Evan is a professor at the university. At least, he wears a lot of tweed and has office hours. You don't know anyone who's been in his classes, but... well, you don't have any friends who are English majors. Or does he teach history? Either way, he's the one to talk to if you need an extension on a paper or to wriggle into a class that's already at capacity. He's got pull in all the departments, and he's always happy to help out students who ask nicely.
Mr. Jackson's office is like stepping into a medieval herbalist's shop--he's got different plants growing in pots on every surface, one shelf of his bookshelf is lined with jars full of murky who-knows-whats, and an actual hand to God stovetop on which a tea kettle is always boiling. One of your friends who's an art major likes to go there for tea sometimes; she says that his herbal teas always make her more awake and creative. You told her she better be careful about drinking "herbal teas" and she just laughed. Mr. Jackson is a professor, after all.
You sometimes wonder if Dr. Jackson is weirdly involved with student life on campus. You saw him at a frat party once, in his big cabled sweater and cargo shorts, handing a red Solo cup to a girl you'd seen in your biology class. It seems like everyone in your sorority knows someone who claimed to have slept with him, but of course none of those students are still around to ask. They're all graduated or transferred or dropped out. Still, every time you see Dr. Jackson with a mug of tea in the campus coffee shop, you kind of wonder... It would be awfully nice to be able to skip Psych 101 and get into the advanced classes right away. You could just ask, right? What's the worst that could happen? After all, he's a professor.
Known Aliases: Mr. Jackson, Dr. Jackson
Age: apparently 35 or so
Gender: ♂
Sexuality: ∞
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 220 lbs
Ethnicity: Irish(ish)
Skin Color: Pale
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Brown
Known Affiliations: the Humanities department
Marital Status: Single
About:
Evan is a professor at the university. At least, he wears a lot of tweed and has office hours. You don't know anyone who's been in his classes, but... well, you don't have any friends who are English majors. Or does he teach history? Either way, he's the one to talk to if you need an extension on a paper or to wriggle into a class that's already at capacity. He's got pull in all the departments, and he's always happy to help out students who ask nicely.
Mr. Jackson's office is like stepping into a medieval herbalist's shop--he's got different plants growing in pots on every surface, one shelf of his bookshelf is lined with jars full of murky who-knows-whats, and an actual hand to God stovetop on which a tea kettle is always boiling. One of your friends who's an art major likes to go there for tea sometimes; she says that his herbal teas always make her more awake and creative. You told her she better be careful about drinking "herbal teas" and she just laughed. Mr. Jackson is a professor, after all.
You sometimes wonder if Dr. Jackson is weirdly involved with student life on campus. You saw him at a frat party once, in his big cabled sweater and cargo shorts, handing a red Solo cup to a girl you'd seen in your biology class. It seems like everyone in your sorority knows someone who claimed to have slept with him, but of course none of those students are still around to ask. They're all graduated or transferred or dropped out. Still, every time you see Dr. Jackson with a mug of tea in the campus coffee shop, you kind of wonder... It would be awfully nice to be able to skip Psych 101 and get into the advanced classes right away. You could just ask, right? What's the worst that could happen? After all, he's a professor.
Name: Konani Māhoe
Known Aliases: Crowbar, Crow
Age: 29
Gender: ♂
Sexuality: ♀
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 230 lbs
Ethnicity: Hawaiian
Skin Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Known Affiliations: -
Marital Status: Single
About:
When Konani told people he was moving to Valesport, he'd get the same wry response: "I hear it's a magical place." If there was anything magical about the place, Konani hadn't found it.
His first night in town, he'd gotten herded into an alleyway by a group of muggers. He wasn't worried--he'd gotten out of worse scrapes before. Until one of the muggers pulled a gun, and Konani reacted. He grabbed a crowbar off the ground and swung.
He'd caved the man's head in with one swing, and he'd been paying for it every day of the ten years since. The gang who'd mugged him blackmailed him, calling it murder.
Konani was young, and scared. Instead of turning to the police, he believed them when they said he'd be free after just one more job, and then one more...
That was ten years ago. Now, Crow just does the jobs he's hired to do, and dreams of getting out of the criminal underworld--no matter how well it pays.
Known Aliases: Crowbar, Crow
Age: 29
Gender: ♂
Sexuality: ♀
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 230 lbs
Ethnicity: Hawaiian
Skin Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Known Affiliations: -
Marital Status: Single
About:
When Konani told people he was moving to Valesport, he'd get the same wry response: "I hear it's a magical place." If there was anything magical about the place, Konani hadn't found it.
His first night in town, he'd gotten herded into an alleyway by a group of muggers. He wasn't worried--he'd gotten out of worse scrapes before. Until one of the muggers pulled a gun, and Konani reacted. He grabbed a crowbar off the ground and swung.
He'd caved the man's head in with one swing, and he'd been paying for it every day of the ten years since. The gang who'd mugged him blackmailed him, calling it murder.
Konani was young, and scared. Instead of turning to the police, he believed them when they said he'd be free after just one more job, and then one more...
That was ten years ago. Now, Crow just does the jobs he's hired to do, and dreams of getting out of the criminal underworld--no matter how well it pays.
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