🌙 — "God forbid a girl needs me time," the tribrid mused. Whether she was arguing with whoever had approached her, or some other unknown force, it was clear Hope was already over it. Rising to her feet, she dusted off the mulch.
Truthfully Hayley wasn't sure how she was back, one moment she was in Peace with Jackson and her parents -- now she was back and in Mystic Falls of all places. Though the only thing on her mind now that she was back was her daughter. It killed her to be separated from her. Sure, she had people after death but not being near Hope was torture. That girl was her entire world. Hayley traveled through the town, searching for any clues that might lead her to the only reunion she cared about. It was clear that Hope had been spending some time as a wolf, something Hayley truly understood but now felt so distant from her. As she approached the woods, she heard that familiar voice that filled her heart. "Hope?" Hayley stepped closer, ready to go engulf her daughter in a hug but was afraid she'd disappear from her grasp the moment she went to.
wait, is that antonia gentry? no, that’s just charlotte 'charlie' warren, a 18/18-year-old, female, witch. i heard she is one of the survivors. but what i think you really need to know is they have come to find her father and break away from her dangerous coven.
Name: charlotte rose warren
Nickname: charlie
Age (physical and overall - and years dead if applicable): 18/18
Species (human, vampire, hybrid, etc.): witch
Survivor/Returned: survivor
FC: antonia gentry
Gender/Pronouns: cis female | she/her
Sexuality: bisexual
Zodiac Sign: cancer
Quote: "my family? ...uh no, not much to say there. totally not weird at all."
Who is your character (and if they are an oc, wanted connection or semi-oc a little bio)? For canons, what they have been doing since the end of their show?
Forbidden love is the start of Charlie's story but as with all forbidden love it ends in tragedy. Cassandra Warren had spent time in New Orleans away from her coven. She had met Declan and she fell head over heels, but he was human, she knew it would never work but she figured she would enjoy it while she could. Her coven was strict that witches could only be with other witches, they were a little extreme in their views.
Cassandra ended up getting pregnant and planned to leave her coven to raise her baby with Declan away from all the chaos. Except her coven found out and told her that they'd take Declan out if she didn't come back and forget about her time with him.
This led to Charlie growing up without a father, her mother and the coven were the only things she ever knew. She practiced magic from a young age, and it was ingrained into practically everything she did. There wasn't much else she knew besides the life she had grown up in. Her mother was her best friend and confidant. The rest of the coven intimidated her, but she knew she was safe with her mom.
Then everything changed in an instant. There was fighting between Cassandra and the coven. Things got heated and it ended in an execution which left Charlie alone. She was distraught and ended up gathering her mother's things and ended up finding information about her father. She figured there was nothing else she could lose and made her way to the Mystic Falls college.
What are they doing in Mystic Falls? And when did they get to town? And what are they working towards/planning/their secrets (any connections or plots you would like for your character can be included here as well)?
Recently her mother died due to issues with the coven. Charlie has always wanted to know who her father is, but her mother would never tell her but now that her mom is gone...well she doesn't have anybody else left. She came to town to track down Declan and maybe understand a part of her that may have been missing.
wait, is that phoebe tonkin? no, that’s just hayley marshall, a 20/35-year-old, female, hybrid. i heard she is one of the returned. but what i think you really need to know is they have come to protect hope and find out how to unbind her wolf.
Name: hayley marshall
Nickname: n/a
Age (physical and overall - and years dead if applicable): 20/35
Species (human, vampire, hybrid, etc.): hyrbid [ bound wolf]
Survivor/Returned: returned
FC: phoebe tonkin
Gender/Pronouns: cis female | she/her
Sexuality: bisexual
Zodiac Sign: gemini
Quote: "i'll have to explain this family to hope someday...i won't lie to her. i'll never lie to her. but you know what i'll start with? always and forever"
Notable Scars/Birthmarks/Tattoos/Piercings: tattoos | n/a | piercings | lobe. | birthmarks | crescent moon on her shoulder.
Profession/Previous Profession: nothing yet
Questions
Who is your character (and if they are an oc, wanted connection or semi-oc a little bio)? For canons, what they have been doing since the end of their show?
Hayley has spent her time with Jackson and the other crescent werewolves in Peace. Though she would have rather been with Hope, she never wanted her daughter to grow up without her parents.
What are they doing in Mystic Falls? And when did they get to town? And what are they working towards/planning/their secrets (any connections or plots you would like for your character can be included here as well)?
Now that Hayley is back from the dead she is determined to keep Hope safe no matter the cost. She knows that she can take care of herself, but she doesn't want to leave her without a parent again. She is also trying to figure out how to unbind her wolf, it kills her that she can't shift. A part of her was ripped away and she won't feel whole until she gets it back.
It felt like Jazz had been going in circles for the past twenty minutes. She didn't think it would have been possible to get so turned around in such a small town. Especially since she had come from Phoenix. The thought of getting lost caused her heart to beat a little faster. Closing her eyes for a brief moment, she instead tried to push her anxiety down and let out a laugh. "Well, it's official, somehow I ended up lost. Way to go, Jazz." She muttered to herself before glancing around to see if she could figure out her way to the college or at least something to eat.
@fallsstarters
One minute Ezra had been dead, a stake driven through his heart at the hands of his own father, and the next he was back in the town he had only called home for a few short weeks before his death. Only it hadn’t been minutes. According to the newspaper sprawled out in front of him on the table of a local coffee shop it had been three years since his death.
Jazz decided that she had needed some caffeine and a sweet treat. She had ended up at a little coffee shop and ordered her usual cinnamon sugar iced latte which essentially tasted like a snickerdoodle and a couple of pastries that had been at the display. She had turned around to find a table and noticed somebody sitting by themselves. He looked a little distressed. She approached the table and set one of the iced lattes down on the table. "Hey, I ordered two without thinking about it because I'm so used to being with my sister. Do you want it?" She questioned with a smile before holding up the little bag holding the pastries. "Plus, I have extra danishes if you're interested?"
Arms crossed over her chest. Anger boiling inside of her, like a saucepan on the stove when the water started to boil over the edges. Camille should maybe be happy she was alive again. Deal with unfinished business, but no. She could only feel anger. Hungry for revenge on not only those who brought the dead back ― More on the people who were responsible for her death "Who brought the dead back? I'd like to speak with them. This is far from okay" She said, was annoyed by the whole situation.
― @fallsstarters
As somebody who practiced magic, Jazz knew it was possible for somebody to come back from the dead. In several different ways if you counted vampires as coming back from the dead but that was neither here nor there. She heard a woman who sounded pissed about the fact that multiple dead had returned. It sounded a little unbelievable for it to be so generalized. "I'm sorry, what?"
Luka’s first thought was to get out of town. Too many familiar faces in Mystic Falls if everyone still lived here, but the he realized he didn’t care. It wasn’t like he had anywhere else to go anyway. He needed to get out of the little motel he had been hiding out in. He found a bar not too far away. Luckily for him the bartender didn’t bother carding him. “Cheers.” He said softly to no one in particular.
Jazz ended up at a bar, not that she drank but she was a sucker for a fruity little beverage and she could always order a mocktail. She hadn't realized she had been sitting next to somebody. When he said cheers, she figured why not? She took a huge sip before realizing that the bartender must have mixed up her drink. She coughed a little and put her hand on her chest. "That was unexpected." She turned her head and looked over at him and noticed he seems a little...down. Her eyes softened as she turned to face him a little. "You okay?"
"Did you know many families in London are obsessed with tea. And then I mean really obsessed" Alek started, sipped from his tea. He was not much for it, still drank a blackcurrant flavour tea because he was used to it after living in London "Evening tea after dinner, or before. Drinking in the mornings. It's insane" He added "People being obsessed by something have I never understood. Anyway, enough about that ― Do you have any fun and interesting information about the town to share?"
― @fallsstarters
Jazz didn't know how she had ended up next to this man who seemed to be spouting facts about the British and tea, but she truly didn't mind it. It amused her if she were being honest. "Is tea the only thing you have random facts about or is it limitless?" She teased as she glanced up towards the other. "However, I'm not going to be very helpful when it comes to information of about the town. I'm brand new myself. Maybe we can find out any interesting lore together?" She offered with a laugh.
"Sorry but stains are now a part of every article of clothing I have. Everyone forgot to mention when you had a toddler, they will make you their canvas constantly." At this point, it was pointless to even say no to her. Somehow it still ended up everywhere. "Pretty sure this one was her attempt at doing the ketchup herself or trying to paint an apple." @fallsstarters
"I honestly don't know how my own mother did it." Jazz shrugged. "She had both me and my twin sister. I can only imagine her life was chaos during our toddler years." She shrugged and shook her head. "Plus, I say that stains just give it a bit of character."
"Hello, I'm looking for Caroline Forbes," she said, pushing the little speaker out the front of the very large and private boarding school. This was clearly why people call ahead, but she was already here, so that was a thought for the past. And it wasn't like she was a child, she could get a hotel and then hunt her sister down from there if she couldn't get into the school.
Jazz had been trying to familiarize herself with Mystic Falls, it was new and she didn't know where to go first. Somehow, she ended up in front of the Salvatore School. It was somewhere her and Melody had been offered to attend but they had declined and ended up staying with their mother. Though she did wonder how their lives may have been different if they had attended. "Sorry, I'm not going to be much help. I'm pretty new here."
Melody stepped out of the car as they pulled into Mystic Falls. She looked over the small town, which their family had decided to call home so Melody and Jazz could go to college. But there was some hesitation in her eyes as she looked over the place. "Well, it doesn't seem that bad," she muttered to herself
Jazz was anxious, there was no denying that. They were in an entirely different place and they were starting over. They only had each other but maybe that would change? Slowly, she pulled herself out of the car and walked behind to open the trunk. She slung her bag over her shoulder and went to stand next to Melody. "No, it doesn't. Though looks can be deceiving." She responded as she glanced over the small town herself.
