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addisonstclair:

“Good,” Addison dryly commented. “Prevents too much of a scene.” Granted, if she didn’t get the answers she needed, the agent was more than prepared to make a scene. For a moment, the woman merely let her eyes take in her surroundings. “You’re a smart woman, I’m sure you know why I’m here,” she sassed with narrowed eyes. “Rumor has it that you’re not from around here, and by that I don’t mean some place else on Earth. And if that’s true, you’re likely spreading the disease that’s picking off people from this town, so you got anything to say in your defense? And don’t bullshit me, okay? We’re running out of options here.” If it was true that Erin was an angel and one of the carriers, there was no clear solution as for the next step. However, identifying the carriers was the first step to…something. If Erin wasn’t a lead… well she’d be back to square one, yet again.

“Indeed? I’d be quite curious to meet the source of these rumors myself. They seem to know an awful lot about certain affairs.” The vaguest notion of someone outside the Heavenly Host or Sauriel’s own select circle of contacts was aware of her identity was... problematic. And the potentiality of her ferrying this otherworldly infection to humanity? An unwanted and unnecessary complication in her own investigation. An angel of death responsible for so much more death? That... did seem oddly poetic. “And what defense would you like to hear? You already seem quite certain of my guilt in the matter. The only words you would accept would be a confession.”

[addisonstclair]

( @mtprospectnpcs ) - takes place after this conversation

Everything was in place. Immediately after Addison’s visit with Ethan, she headed straight for the SSRA and gathered a crucial item; an angel blade. It was rumored that Erin Fairley was an angel and if that was the case, Addison’s powers wouldn’t be enough. And if that were the case, then the ‘clues’ made perfect sense for the woman to be a carrier. Once those item was gathered, she left the building without a word to any of her coworkers. What she was doing was her business, and no one else was to be involved. And now that all of the necessary supplies were packed away in her car, she sped off to one of the rumored hangouts of the white-haired woman.

Typically, she’d take a moment to compose herself and think rationally through what she was going to say, but all caution was thrown out the window. In fact, the woman almost considered kicking the door down and enter guns blazing, but she didn’t. Instead she pounded on the door and in an even tone began; “Erin Fairly, we need to talk. Either open this door or I will knock it down.”

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Sauriel sensed the witch’s presence long before she began pounding on the door. Anger was normal for Addison, but this was something else. Twitching her fingers, the door opened, granting the which entry. “I hardly think that will be necessary.” The angel answered monotonously. Her face remained as impassive as ever, but her eyes were sharp and watchful. The agent only sought her out when she needed information or when Sauriel had some to share; neither event had come to transpire. Perhaps she too is here about the rumors, the angel thought, recalling a conversation with her fallen sibling, Kushiel. Somehow, it didn’t seem she was here for a friendly warning; she was here for blood. “What are you doing here, Addison.”

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“The situation is out of my hands. I cannot lift the quarantine. Only the CDC can. At this time, I wouldn’t even want the CDC to lift the quarantine,” Mayor Parrish stated. He did not like that his town was closed off from the world and that he was losing control over his domain. This Darkness, or whatever it was, was impeding on his plans for this town. It had very quickly and easily caused a strain of paranoia, fear, and death with a little infection. Why hadn’t he thought of it? If he weren’t mayor and potentially facing punishment for uncovering and losing control of a power stronger than Lucifer himself, Thomas would admire the work of the dark entity. He had heard of demons and witches siding with the Darkness for more power, which was tempting, but Thomas Parrish knew where he loyalties lie.

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arlo-fuentes:

Mufasa’s death; the execution scene from the Green Mile; the funeral in My Girl; Marley’s death in Marley and Me; the first five minutes of Up. Arlo went through sad movie moments in her head to get even more tears to come to her eyes. She had enough actual sadness in her life to the point where she didn’t need to look to films, but she knew that if she lingered on her own life she wouldn’t be able to control herself. “And what if he dies and I’m not there? What if I never get to see him again? Never get to tell him that I love him or tell him goodbye?” She pleaded, a little bit of actual emotion slipping into her voice, her lie merging with the truth for a brief moment. “Is there really nothing you can do?”

At this point, Diane had to resist the urge to sigh. The woman’s tears at this point were a little much. Diane had dealt with this time and time again and by now, it was tiring listening to fiances and spouses and family members demand to see loved ones, even though they couldn’t. “I don’t make the rules, I just enforce them. And right now, I am enforcing the quarantine that is in place for your protection as well as your fiance’s and the rest of the country’s. I will say that it would be unfortunate if your fiance died, but I cannot say yes to everyone who has a dying family member or fiance. It would defeat the purpose of a quarantine. I’m sorry. I truly am, but there is nothing I can do,” Diane said in a sympathetic voice. 

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rhondaboneys:

I am sick of the men. Just one time, just once, I would like to accomplish something in this city without having to spend all of my energy navigating the shortsighted, selfish, self-involved, and oh-so-fragile male egos that suck up all the oxygen in this town. It makes me so sick, Douglas, so sick I could puke for days.

I’m running for president.

[arlo-fuentes-blog]

This is bullshit, I should just sneak out in the middle of the night, I could definitely take down a few soldiers if I planned well enough, Arlo thought as she listened to the doctor before her. She knew it would be easier to get out legally, after all, it wouldn’t involve committing a felony… probably. Though legally was preferable, it was currently seeming futile, every person she had spoken to had all told her the same thing, she couldn’t leave, she had to follow rules, basically, they told her all the things that she didn’t want to hear. “Please, I need to see my fiancée, he’s just been in an accident, please, I beg of you,” the warlock lied, tears streaming down her face. It was all lies of course, a last ditch effort to get out of town legally before she started to properly consider other methods. She wore one of her rings on her right finger, she’d managed to get an old friend of hers, one of the few she had, to say he was her finacée, and luckily he was actually in hospital because of a car crash, though it was much smaller than she was making it seem.  “Please,” she cried, pretending to break down, and covering her eyes, making sure that the woman before her could see the shiny stone in the ring, it was a long shot, but she needed to try.

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Diane gave the woman a sympathetic look. She felt for her as she felt for all the residents of Braddock. Many were separated from loved ones because of this quarantine, but it was for the good of the people. If she had to separate a few to prevent the spread of a dangerous disease, Dianne wasn’t sorry that she had to do it. She had a duty of protecting people who couldn’t protect themselves from an invisible enemy. “I’m sorry, but the law and rules still stand. I cannot let you out. It is very unfortunate, I agree, and I am terribly sorry that your fiance was in an accident. However, we can’t release you because while you may not be ill, it does not mean you are not a carrier of the disease. If you are a carrier and we let you leave, it is possible the infection will spread and it could become a nationwide epidemic. You are free to make phone calls and use video chat, which is what I advise that you do to get in contact with your loved ones.”

[lourdes-navarro-blog]

She didn’t say anything right away, she just kept her eyes set on the woman as she tried to decide what to do. The officer was right, she did have a way of getting in touch with Mere. Contacting her to let BPD know where the two siblings were felt like a betrayal, which was why the young witch was struggling at present. The photographies of the kids who were infected were not something that Lou saw coming. It was manipulation, of course, anyone with a heart or at least a tiny bit of conscience would start talking after the display of images set on the table before her. All those kids were sick now, and a part of her couldn’t help but wonder if they had contracted the infection after she helped Mercedes escape quarantine. Tears began rolling down her cheeks before she could even try not to start crying. “Stop. I get it, just- please stop” she said in a low tone as she looked away from the photos of those joyful children, kids that smiled no more because they were probably going through a great deal of suffering due to the illness’ symptoms.

Lourdes tuned away, brushing the tears with the back of her hand. It embarrassed her to be crying, but the guilt was beginning to tear her apart from the inside. Guilt for breaking the law so recklessly to help a friend. Guilt for what she was about to do. “I don’t know where Spencer took his sister. All I have is a number, Merecedes’ number” she said as she brushed away some pink strands of hair, tugging them behind her ear. Mere and Spencer would most likely not forgive her betrayal, and it hurt her to think that she was going to lose the only close friend she’d made in this place. “That’s all I have, officer. That’s all I can give you” she finished with a sob, hazel eyes going down to look at her hands. She had only brought trouble to this place…

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Jocelyn pursed her lips and nodded as Lourdes reached out to write down the phone number. She hated to pull this card on a girl who seemed very sweet, but desperate times called for desperate measures. Jocelyn had a duty to protect the town as a whole first before sparing this girl’s feelings. “Thank you for your cooperation, Miss Navarro. We appreciate it,” she told the girl. She stood up and passed the phone number on to one of her colleagues before turning back to Lourdes. Jocelyn folded her hands on the table. “Now, Miss Navarro, we need to discuss what happens next. If your information helps us, we can talk with the DA and hopefully see if we can reduce the charges and possibly the sentence if you are convicted. Unfortunately, this means that we have to hold you here. Since you have been in contact with someone with the infection, we will have a doctor come by to exam you. Should you be infected, you will be held in isolation under lock and key at the hospital. You will now be allowed one phone call.”

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“I’m very sorry for the inconvenience, but you cannot leave the town. Mayor Parrish has also decided to reinforce the quarantine and time curfew. It is for the safety of everyone and it is advised that you follow the new rules, even if you don’t like them,” Doctor Diane Freeman said. She put her glasses on and looked down at the stack of papers on the desk of her temporary office in the Town Hall. “More supplies and provisions should be on their way and they should be here by the beginning of next week. Is there anything else that I can do for you?” She was happy to help anyone, but she was unsure of whether she would actually be able to help at this moment. This town was falling apart and she knew it. There wasn’t any specific cause of the infection and the authorities were having trouble controlling the citizens of this town.

[lourdes-navarro-blog]

The girl gave the officer a grateful glance after the handcuffs were removed. They were more uncomfortable than she would have ever imagined. Lou rubbed her fingers around her wrists, where a faint redness encircled the area where the metal had pressed against her skin. “I don’t know where they are, officer. They didn’t tell me where they were going” the witch answered, her tone low but the words ringing truthful.

Her eyes lowered to look at the files before her. She found the images of Mere and her brother staring back at her and her throat tightened. Her employer was someone very dear to her, a close friend, and something inside told Lou she’d done something good for Mercedes. But listening to Officer Clearwater speak as she looked at those files made some other cogs in her brain start turning. It had been so stupid of her, to break the law for someone dear to her. Again. It was like she would never learn her lesson… “I promise you that I have no idea where they are. Spencer doesn’t like me, doesn’t trust me. He would’ve never said where he planned to take his sister with me there”. It had been the Marine who made the plans, who set things in motion. If the police wanted to get to the siblings they would have to question people that were close to Spencer, not those close to Mere.

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“Miss Navarro, I could really use your help. If you don’t know where they are now, I’m sure that you can get in touch with them seeing as you are close with Mercedes.” Jocelyn pursed her lips together as she observed the pink haired woman. She really needed this information and this girl was the only one who knew where they could potentially be or get in touch with Delgado and Peterson. “Lourdes, are you aware that there are over ten known cases of children under thirteen who have been infected in Braddock? Over thirteen and under eighteen is at around twenty six the last time I checked.” She pulled out photos of some of the kids in class who were infected. She pointed to one little girl with dark hair and blue eyes. “This is Jane. She’s seven years old and she was in the middle of her art class when she showed signs of being infected.” She pushed a picture of a little boy with dark skin towards Lourdes. “Isaac. Age ten. He’s very bright and skipped a grade and is in middle school now.” More pictures. “Veronica, age nine. She moved here from China about two years ago. Nathan, age six, wants to be a veterinarian. Beth hopes to be a police officer while her twin sister, Willow, wants to be a lawyer. They’re both eight years old.”

Jocelyn laid the pictures out in a row on top of Mercedes and Spencer’s photos for Lourdes to look at them. “Mercedes breaking federal quarantine helps spread the contagion. There is no known cure at this time and we know that the infection is one hundred percent fatal. I need you to please cooperate. My job is to protect this town. To protect you. If you cooperate, I can talk to the DA and get your sentence down, maybe even have you placed under house arrest instead of going to prison. You seem like a nice girl, Lourdes. I don’t think you want to hurt anyone, but by not telling us or helping us, hurts everyone including yourself.” Jocelyn leaned against the table and folded her hands. She gave Lourdes pleading eyes, praying that the girl would help her.

[lourdes-navarro-blog]

The moment she heard the word ‘arrest’, Lou was already holding out her hands to let the officer handcuff her. Nothing about her demeanor showed that she was resisting this or that she was going act with hostility. The girl just wanted this to be over soon, whatever were the final consequences of turning herself in. As Officer Clearwater read her rights, the witch’s head just hanged low and nodded lightly. “I uh-  I don’t have an attorney I can consult” she spoke at last, feeling so vulnerable and helpless inside this place. She looked up to meet the eyes of the woman sitting across from her “But I can answer your questions now, officer”.

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Jocelyn crossed her legs and leaned back in the metal chair. “Officer, remove the handcuffs. They’re unnecessary,” she instructed. She didn’t think find Lourdes to be dangerous, not like Mercedes and Spencer. And, removing the handcuffs would hopefully make the whole situation seem less hostile. “Miss Navarro, where are Mercedes Delgado and Spencer Peterson?” She set two files down in front of Lourdes with photos of their other suspects. “We really need their location, Miss Navarro. We’d like to prevent a town wide, and potentially nationwide, outbreak of this infection. Miss Delgado breaking out of federal quarantine jeopardizes the safety of this town.”

[mountprospectrp]

“Every morning I jump out of bed and step on a landmine. The landmine is me. After the explosion, I spend the rest of the day putting the pieces together.”

➳ Basics ;   

Goes by → Annie

Age → 25 years old

Sexuality → Bisexual

Species → Human;Psychic

Power(s) → Premonition & Mediumship

Occupation → Barista @ Roasted

➳ Status ;

Neighborhood → Alcott’s Luxury Apartments, lives with Shane Bonham

Residency Status → Born & Raised

Corruption Points → 39,297

➳ Personality ;   

+ creative, playful, curious

- inconsistent, volatile, immature

➳ History ; (tw: mental illness, suicide, depression)

Annie always had issues as a child from temper tantrums to night terrors to hallucinations. Her biggest problems on top of the insomnia was that she would see people who weren’t there and see events that had already happened or were about to happen. The visions and people would seep into her dreams at night and find their way into her paintings. The most notable paintings were the ones of dark clouds hovering and smoke rising over the town. Therapists at first noted it as an overactive imagination. They said she was special and had a gift. 

Her older brother, Shane, would take care of her and watch over her as her mother didn’t do much to help her. As the night terrors continued into Annie’s elementary school years, Shane begged their mother to take her to a psychiatrist who eventually diagnosed her with schizophrenia and night terrors. Shane saw it as his duty to ensure that Annie was taking her medication and going to therapy. He certainly helped keep her grounded at times, but it wasn’t enough. 

All through school, Annie would create disturbing images and seemingly incorporated cryptic message that no one could figure out. She painted, drew, carved, and made collages of these works of art over and over again. She was curious and kept drawing and painting in search of answers. She was mocked and bullied through high school for her odd and almost eccentric behavior and bizarre works of art. While she tried to remain optimistic, one student pushed her over the edge and she snapped. 

Annie was locked away in the psychiatric hospital, where she stayed for a majority of her teen years. When she was released, she seemed to be doing better. Smiling and laughing more than ever before, Shane thought that his baby sister had finally been cured. Her artwork was even happier and brighter. However, it wasn’t long afterwards that she was arrested for disorderly conduct. The pattern repeated for a years. She’d go into jail or the psychiatric hospital and she’d return rejuvenated only to be locked away a few weeks or months later. Ultimately, the pattern came to an end shortly after her twenty-fifth birthday. She was working at Roasted and even found a girlfriend. Shane had hoped for better days, but Annie lost it once again. She was arrested, but after being released on bail, she committed suicide after accidentally killing a man.

➳ Family

Franklin Bonham (father — alive;estranged)

Wendy Bonham (mother — alive;estranged)

Shane Bonham (brother — alive)

➳ Connections ; 

Shane Bonham Shane has been there for Annie when no one else was. She loves him and he was probably the only person she loved other than her girlfriend. Annie wanted to protect him the way that he protected her, but it just didn’t work that way. Surely if she could communicate with him from the afterlife, she would thank him. Although, Shane already knows that Annie is thankful just by the small gestures she would make such as a smile, a joke, or even a small painting.

Laura Fisher Laura Fisher was the girl next door and the only person that Annie loved other than her brother. Annie fell hard for the girl after countless failed relationships with men. The difference between men and Laura was that Laura would stick with Annie no matter what. Annie appreciated her support and always expressed how she would have wanted to spend the rest of her life with her. 

Her face claim is Alexandra Daddario and she is currently deceased (NPC).

[lourdes-navarro-blog]

“No, no me digas en dónde estás. Si me preguntan no va a ser mentira cuando les diga que no sé” the girl spoke as she stared at the big building before her. “Ya no voy a poder ayudarte, Mere. Lo siento” said the young witch before she hung up, coughing briefly afterwards. She took a deep breath before walking into Braddock’s Police Department. Lou had seen the warrant earlier and she did not want get in trouble with the law in this place. Not any more than she already had for aiding Spencer with his plan.

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As soon as Lourdes Navarro stepped into the police department, nearly all the officers stood up, ready in case she tried to attack. BPD’s deputy, Officer Jocelyn Clearwater told everyone to stand down as she approached the pink haired woman. Behind her, two uniformed officers stood with straight faces. “Lourdes Navarro, you are under arrest for being an accomplice to breaking federal quarantine.” She handcuffed the woman and led her down the hall to a room where she could talk to her. “I will now read you your rights. You have the right to remain silent and refuse to answer questions. Anything you say may be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to consult an attorney before speaking to the police and to have an attorney present during questioning now or in the future. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you before any questioning if you wish. If you decide to answer questions now without an attorney present, you will still have the right to stop answering at any time until you talk to an attorney. Knowing and understanding your rights as I have explained them to you, are you willing to answer my questions without an attorney present?” She sat the girl down at the table and Jocelyn sat across from her. “Miss Navarro, I’d like to ask you a few questions.”

[mountprospectrp]

“Would you like to be in a real war? Imagine thousands of your people, dead. Your loved ones, gone. ”

➳ Basics ;   

Goes by → Holden

Age → 34 years old

Sexuality → Heterosexual

Species → (Phoenix) Witch

Power(s) → Phoenix Witch abilities

Level → 5

Occupation → Co-Founder of the SSRA

➳ Status ;

Neighborhood → Bellevue Penthouses, lives with Madeline Fortier & Addison St. Clair

Residency Status → New to Town - 15 month resident

Corruption Points → 3,852

➳ Personality ;   

+ clear-headed, alert, leaderly

-unsentimental, assertive, morbid

➳ History ;

Holden Fortier and his family are descendants from a powerful line of witches from Salem, Massachusetts. His ancestors were witches burned at the stake. While witches weren’t burned during the Salem Witch Trials, there were witch hunters who burned witches whether they were innocent or not. From the ashes, one witch named Ellen Lewis was resurrected and she changed her last name to Fortier. She was one of the first Phoenix witches. 

Holden was well aware of his family’s history as his mother was adament on teaching her children about who they were. He was raised to become an assassin, like most of the other Phoenix witches. While he loved learning how to use his powers and how to fight, he wanted to do something to help others. His parents were concerned that their son would stray from their mission and they were right to worry. Holden did what his parents told him to do and maintained a stoic exterior. However, when he visited a town to eliminate a target, he met a young blonde witch named Madeline Alvarez. 

Miss Alvarez slowly began to tear down Holden’s walls that were built up after a rough childhood. He found an opportunity to break away from his family and do what he wanted, which was help innocents. Shortly after the couple married, Holden started his own security company with his wife. The security company was especially for supernaturals and innocent victims of werewolf, vampire, and even demon attacks. The Supernatural Search and Recovery Agency helped Holden be able to help people in need and still do what he loved. 

When Holden heard of the increasing supernatural activity and the rumors of dark supernatural forces, he moved the company to the town of Braddock, Massachusetts. His crusade against dark supernatural creatures ultimately lead to his disappearance. He stayed at work late at night, failing to return home. His wife reported him missing after a day. A year later, he has not been found. 

➳ Family

Duke Fortier (father — deceased)

Emily Fortier (mother — deceased)

Michael Fortier (older brother — alive)

Aubrey Fortier (younger half-sister — alive)

Madeline Fortier (wife — alive)

Addison Alvarez- St. Clair (niece — alive)

➳ Connections ; 

Madeline Fortier Madeline was the only woman who could ever break down Holden’s walls. He’d kept people out for so long because his parents told him how dangerous it was to have relationships with people who weren’t Phoenix witches like them. However, Madeline made it worth the risk. He loves his wife and would do absolutely anything for her. She wants nothing more than for her husband to come home. 

His face claim is Lucas Bryant and he is currently missing;presumed dead (NPC).

[mountprospectrp]

“I too have my own demons, and I have struggled. I’ve made my own mistakes, and I’m not proud of them.”

➳ Basics ;   

Goes by → Eric

Age → 27 years old

Sexuality → Heterosexual

Species → Human

Occupation → US Marine

➳ Status ;

Neighborhood → Northside Apartments, lives with Calliope and Eliza Wolfe

Residency Status → Born & Raised

Corruption Points → 9,831

➳ Personality ;   

+ courageous, selfless, adventurous

- steely, argumentative, cynical

➳ History ;

Having dealt with bullying for having two fathers, Eric had to learn to control his emotions and learn that he should use his words, not his fists. However, it never stopped him from joining the US Marine Corps. Eric made plans to join the military early on in his life when he learned that his grandfather was honorably discharged for reasons he never knew. The idea of fighting for a country and helping others was appealing to him.

Eric believed in the stories of Braddock and when he met Calliope Ward, he spent more time than he should have trying to convince her that everything was real. She never did quite believe him, at least not until that day in the school where they were trapped. He was fascinated by the creatures that attacked, but also terrified. He hid in a closet with Calliope where they stayed for a few hours. The two finally started to form a relationship.

It didn’t take long for Eric to fall completely in love with her. They became high school sweethearts, marrying right before college. As Callie went to school, Eric enlisted in the marines and went to boot camp. While he was away, Callie had their first child. He knew things were getting hard for her, so he worked as hard as he could and did as much as he could to get the money she needed. Some of the ways that he obtained that money wasn’t completely legal, but he never told her.

Eric disappeared one night when he returned to Braddock while he was on leave. He was out grabbing a couple of drinks with Spencer Peterson, one of his marine buddies. After they went their separate ways, Eric saw something in the middle of the street. At first he thought it was a person, but as he came closer, he recognized it as one of the creatures that attacked the school so many years ago. And then, everything went dark.

➳ Family

David Wolfe (father — alive)

Victor Daniels (father — alive)

Calliope Wolfe (wife — alive)

Eliza Wolfe (daughter — alive)

➳ Connections ; 

Calliope Wolfe Their relationship wasn’t exactly smooth sailing when they first met. Callie never believed the stories Eric told her. Eventually, they learned to be more friendly and then fell in love quickly. She still never quite believed the stories he told her, but he loved her regardless. He would do anything for her and his daughter.

Eliza Wolfe Eric has only met his daughter twice and he is incredibly worried she will never know him. He’s worried she won’t know him or that she will know what he’s done for his family. Eric loves his daughter with all his heart and wants nothing but the best. More importantly, he wants to be around to walk her down the aisle.

Spencer Peterson Eric never had any siblings, but he considers Spencer Peterson to be like a brother to him. The two became close during their time at boot camp, usually ending up on the same team together for group work. When Spencer left the marines to return home after his parents died, Eric thought about his own family. He returned to Braddock and to his surprise, Spencer was there too. The two grabbed a few drinks when he came back, but later that night, Eric disappeared.

His face claim is Tyler Hoechlin and he is currently missing (NPC).

[mountprospectrp]

“Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.”

➳ Basics ;   

Goes by → Andy

Age → 48 years old

Sexuality → Heterosexual

Species → Human

Occupation → Bouncer @ the Lion’s Den

➳ Status ;

Neighborhood → Laurel Heights, lives alone

Residency Status → Born & Raised

Corruption Points → 36,573

➳ Personality ;   

+ constant, flexible, organized

- violent, angry, nihilistic

➳ History ;

In Braddock, the name Sulliven has long been known to be synonymous with trouble. Born and bred in the slums of the city, Andrew Sulliven learned at an early age the stigma that came from being as poor as his family was. Rather than rail against it, however, he embraced society’s expectations; no one thought he would ever succeed so why bother trying? Instead he turned towards a different way of living, skipping school, drinking underage, and especially getting into fights. If there was one thing Andy enjoyed it was the feeling of his fist connecting with someone else’s face. Sometimes he fought for himself, but other times, it was for profit. Word had spread on the street that Andy was always happy to fight, and people were willing to pay him for it, if only he would take out someone who’d been bothering them.

A non-lethal hitman, Andy was all too happy to take out his frustrations on others, and make some money in the process. By the time he was fifteen, his life was fast and loose, and he often dragged his younger brothers into his antics with him. Until the day came when he hit the wrong person. The next thing Andy knew, he was in juvie, serving time for two counts of aggravated assault. Being locked up was far from enjoyable, but those years inside the institution did teach Andy some discipline. By the time he left at twenty, with court-ordered anger management classes under his belt, he’d decided his days of being a thug for hire were behind him.

For the next few years, Andy did the best he could to stay out of trouble with the law, lest he lose more years of his life to sitting in a cage. Things were tense with his family, even with the younger brothers who had once so idolized him, so he bailed and bought his own place. It was in the same neighborhood that he’d grown up in, but at least it was his alone. However staying straight wasn’t easy; his quick temper made it holding down a job difficult, and over the years, Andy found himself out of work more often than employed. That all changed when an old flame came back into town, and offered him work. At first it was just a few odd jobs, occasionally outside the law, which he did unquestioningly. Then, once he’d proven himself trustworthy, it was a full time a job, working as a bouncer at her establishment.

The line of work was perfect for someone with his temperament, and it was something he excelled at. Patrons knew not to cause trouble with him around, and those that did were swiftly reminded of just why that was a bad choice. For years Andy kept the club, its performers, and its owner safe. However during the blackout following the meteor shower, Andy snapped. Something about that darkness triggered all the rage that he’d thought he’d found a way to balance, and he lashed out, attacking five of the patrons before finally shooting himself.

➳ Family

Andrew Sulliven, Sr. (father — deceased)

Jessie Sulliven (mother — deceased)

Keith Sulliven (younger sister — alive)

Sheldon Sulliven (younger brother — alive)

Mason Sulliven (youngest brother — alive)

Carmen Valentine (daughter — alive)

➳ Connections ; 

Mara Deveraux Mara had first approached him a little while after he was released from juvie, and they had a short fling before she disappeared from town. Andy hadn’t expected to ever see her again. However when she did return and offered him work, he didn’t even hesitate. Through the years, Andy became dedicated to Mara, eager to please her both as a loyal employee, and an occassional lover. She never told him that she’d gotten pregnant and given birth all those years ago.

His face claim is Matt Dillon and he is currently deceased (NPC).

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“It is not power that corrupts but fear. Fear of losing power corrupts those who wield it and fear of the scourge of power corrupts those who are subject to it.”

➳ Basics ;   

Goes by → Richard, Rich, Mayor Spurling

Age → 50 years old

Sexuality → Heterosexual

Species → Human

Occupation → Mayor

➳ Status ;

Neighborhood → Spurling Manor, lives with Priscilla and Scott Spurling

Residency Status → Born & Raised

Corruption Points → 31,215

➳ Personality ;   

+ compassionate, balanced, charismatic

- impatient, risk-taking, withdrawn

➳ History ;

Richard Spurling came from a traditional family. A loving mother, father, and a sister. Richard was always taught to be kind, patient, and courteous. He grew up learning about the legends of Braddock. He never quite believed them, but he always enjoyed hearing about them. He and his sister were very close and they often times explored the mysterious parts of town. Richard took an interest in the dilapidated parts of town and hoped to help renovate the older buildings in the future. That started his future goal of becoming the mayor of Braddock. Richard earned a scholarship to Mount Prospect University, where he became involved in student government and other various clubs and organizations. His charisma helped him earn friends, followers, and popularity. Everyone supported his plans to help improve the oldest parts of Braddock. However, there were groups of people who didn’t want the change, especially not to the Historic District of Braddock. The hate and protests didn’t deter Richard though. While his sister moved away to New York, Richard stayed in Braddock. Eventually, he married a woman named Priscilla a couple of years after meeting her at a play put on by the Mount Prospect University theater department. The two had one son together. Richard became the mayor of Braddock soon afterwards. The family lived happily until Scott entered his teenage years. Scott put a lot of stress on Richard and his career. Richard became unhappy with his life. He felt dark thoughts creeping in to his mind. He had affairs, started drinking, and stealing money. The citizens of Braddock were unaware of the corruption in the Mayor’s office. It wasn’t long until Richard snapped. He started acting out of character. News spread of Richard’s breakdown, which made everything worse. He rejected help from his wife and sister. Ultimately, Richard’s life ended after he lost control of his car. He was driving home when he wrapped his car around a tree. The authorities said that Richard was highly intoxicated at the time of his death and his car was going at least 25 mph above the speed limit.

➳ Family

Donald Spurling (father — deceased)

Brenda Spurling (mother — deceased)

Evelyn Spurling (younger sister — alive)

Priscilla Spurling (wife — alive)

Scott Spurling (son — alive)

➳ Connections ; 

Priscilla Spurling Richard’s wife, Priscilla, helped him stay strong during times of great stress. She helped him plan his campaign and organize rallies. She was dedicated to her husband and his cause. She firmly believed in helping the town and taking care of those she cared about. Priscilla has now lost her husband and lives in the Spurling manor with her son. She misses her husband, but believes that it is better that he died so he didn’t have to suffer.

Scott Spurling Scott Spurling is Richard’s only son. He was proud of the son his wife gave him, but as Scott grew older, the relationship became more and more strained. Richard’s career and popularity in the town put pressure on Scott and the boy began to act out. He then began to experiment with drugs when he entered his teenage years. The boy had a lot of potential, but he ended up with the wrong crowd. Scott and Richard always ended up arguing and while the two seemed to hate each other, there was some love there.

His face claim is Aaron Eckhart and he is currently deceased (NPC).

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“You were like the summer; barely anyone appreciated you while you were here, but the second you were gone, all they did was miss you.”

➳ Basics ;   

Goes by → Jeremy

Age → 13 years old

Sexuality → N/A

Species → Shapeshifter

Transformation → Sparrow

Level → 1

Occupation → Student @ Ashwood Middle School

➳ Status ;

Neighborhood → Akerman Manor, lives with the Akermans

Residency Status → Born & Raised

Corruption Points → 0

➳ Personality ;   

+ friendly, optimistic, enthusiastic

- cautious, shy, naive

➳ History ;

Jeremy Akerman comes from a relatively wealthy family of shapeshifters. The Akermans donated money and time to Braddock, making them a popular family in the town. They worked closely with the Spurlings to revive the town and make it the place it is today. The Akermans are a humble family and chose not to live in the fancier neighborhoods, but in Franklin Hallow. Jeremy’s parents promoted honesty and modesty and he learned well. He was relatively popular in school because of his parents, but his peers never really took the time to get to know him. He was especially popular among his teachers who liked his enthusiasm for learning.

Jeremy went missing one afternoon as he walked back home from school. Their house wasn’t that far away from Ashwood Middle, but somewhere along the way, he disappeared. People are unsure of who could have taken him, but there are some who are concerned that something took him. Witnesses said they heard a giggling, like from a child, before he disappeared. Authorities are unsure if there was one or more kidnappers. The Akermans are working closely with the Braddock Police Department and the SSRA to find their son.

➳ Family

Mitchell Akerman (father — alive)

Rosalie Akerman (mother — alive)

➳ Connections ; 

Nora Sanders Young Jeremy loves his teacher, Miss Sanders. He loves her teaching style and kind nature. Nora has also taken a liking to the young boy as well. She has treated him well and taken him on little field trips to the museum. Aside from his parents, Nora is the next person who wants to see Jeremy at home the most.

His face claim is David Mazouz and he is currently missing (NPC).