this is a trick.

a mumu blog for verumfm rp.

[oflofticries]

a mumu blog for verumfm rp, with characters as written by > eliza.

♡ kova wilder ° thirty6 ° cis man & he/him ° farmer ° decomposition khemia ° martin sensmeier i. intro ii. more iii. more

♡ makaria ° four hundred (25) ° non-binary & she/they ° unemployed ° demon magic ° mint ranchrawee i. intro ii. more iii. more

[oflofticries]

location: by the bonfire.

status: closed to darika, @succurrere. what came from the sea event thread.

he sits tonight, for the most part, in quiet contemplation, attending to his duties as if they are as important as the work he does back at the farm. occasionally, there are locked eyes, quick nods of hello, maybe even a small conversation exchanging pleasantries. but in all those faces passing by, they are not the one kova wishes to see tonight. how lucky for him, though, that at some point in the midst of tending to the fire, he looks up and there she is. his shoulders slump forward in what can only be described as... relief? he gives a mental shake of his head and gestures to darika. "you're here. finally," he adds dryly, with humor etched somewhere in the word if you looked hard enough - or knew him well enough to understand.

[kencanas]

location: by the bonfire.

status: closed to kova, @oflofticries ; what came from the sea.

the man tending to the bonfire is familiar, dante thinks. it's safer to stick to familiar figures. the alternative is— no. not right now. this is not the time, not this close to the start of the new year. they can still make sense of this. "kova," he starts. his fingers reach out to tap the older man on the shoulder. a hesitant smile follows. "all is well here?"

[oflofticries]

strange as it sounds, the closer kova is to the bonfire, the safer he feels. perhaps it is thanks to the fact that he is working, and this alone gives him some form of purpose, a way to keep his thoughts on the correct path instead of drifting. but occasionally, when conversation around him dwindles into whispers, he finds himself staring into the flames - recalling, remembering what he'd seen - only to blink himself back to the present. kova clear his throat and turns slightly, grunting once in response before deciding that that is likely not too acceptable an answer tonight. "as well as it can be. enough firewood to keep the flames rolling for another few hours at least," he replies, voice gravelly. "you didn't happen to bring a drink along, did you?"

[oflofticries]

( mint ranchrawee , non-binary , she/they ) — as the demons pour out of the sea MAKARIA makes their way to the shore, a four hundred year old creature who appears twenty-five. here with their feet planted on cynefin’s soil, it is images of the bitter chill of ocean waters and the darkness that envelops their depths; sticking your tongue out to catch fat raindrops that fall from the sky; laughing without abandon, showing all of your (sharp, pointed) teeth; bombarding someone with questions of things you do not know and wish to learn; being unleashed and released - finally that flood the minds they touch. some may even say that they are talkative and curious, but it matters little that they are untied by a sorcerer’s contract — they remain unabashedly chaotic and inexperienced. beware, for demons are never truly kind. ╱ eliza, thirty3, she/her, cst.

i. basics FULL NAME: makaria. NICKNAMES: mak, aria. AGE / D.O.B.: four hundred (25) / unknown. GENDER / PRONOUNS: non-binary / she & they. ORIENTATIONS: unknown. MARITAL STATUS: single. OCCUPATION: nuisance. HOMETOWN: the sea? hell? who knows, really. RESIDENCE: lurking about cynefin, attempting to find a place to land.

ii. physical EYE COLOR: brown. HAIR COLOR: black. HEIGHT: 5 ft even. DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: teeth that are pointed and razor sharp. long black hair they like to keep dangling down their back. tiny figure that doesn't resemble the height of their actual form. an innocent face with which they can gain sympathy points despite what they are. FASHION STYLE: she doesn't have a style as of yet - however, when the time comes, they will be more than excited to don new types of clothing to see what they like wearing.

iii. psychological POSITIVE TRAITS: curious, adventurous, sociable, engaging, persuasive, (mostly) fearless. NEGATIVE TRAITS: fickle, childish, relentless, dramatic, erratic, tactless. MBTI TYPE: enfp. TEMPERAMENT: sanguine. EDUCATION: none as far as the human nature would be concerned. she doesn't know how to read nor write. SKILLS: none that would be considered useful for human practices. she's willing to learn, though. MAGIC: demon abilities, of which hers lean toward mental manipulation and making the victim see and hear what is not there. more information down below.

iv. familial MOTHER: unknown. FATHER: unknown. SIBLINGS: unknown. CHILDREN: none. SIGNIFICANT OTHER: none.

v. summary a chaos gremlin who is ecstatic to be here. vi. headcanons i. makaria's relatively young for a demon or familiar, all things considered. because of this, they'll likely be seen as inexperienced, and probably have been in the past. it doesn't help that makaria genuinely doesn't know much of anything about the human world and is learning as they go along. ii. she has had two separate contracts before when she was much younger that both lasted... well, not a long time, leading to questions of her capabilities as a familiar. they only claim that it's not their fault humans are so keen to heed the call of the grave. the contracts occurred quite a long time ago, and as such, they have absolutely no interest in being tied to another one and wish to be here in the human world for themselves, not for linking their magic with someone else's. she will avoid a contract at almost any cost. iii. makaria will choose various small animals to appear as - a cat who stretches with full claws out, a squirrel who watches you from high above, a butterfly floating past. however, their current form has become their favorite through trial and error and they are loathe to appear as anything but the way they have chosen, at least in terms of other faces and human-like looks. iv. as talkative as she is, chances are makaria will not speak much about where she comes from, or will choose a convincing lie. the gist of their existence in the sea is quite the opposite of everything they tend to be drawn to - teasing, company, laughter. they hate being alone, and sticking to shadows is not their preferred method of being. v. they are VERY claustrophobic and despite seeing well in the dark, hate the pitch blackness of, well, the depths of the sea or a night where the moon is hidden behind the clouds. vi. being a demon, they aren't exactly forward thinking or caring when it comes to a human's life. there may not always be some trickiness or ulterior motive in the things they say or do, but their very nature is chaos and they are often ruled by extreme boredom and the want to learn. they are a laughing, smiling, chipper creature - or a fickle, feral, hissing entity. it simply depends on you as to which comes out. untrue, actually. it depends on her mood and whether she's restless enough to do something just to cause trouble or wants to get her way. but it also depends on you sometimes. so be wary. vii. magic abilities i. demon physiology - enhanced strength and regenerative abilities. in their demonic form, they have wings that can sprout for flight. they have the capacity for living a very long time, though makaria isn't quite sure how old she is exactly. ii. contracts - the very word makes her want to spit, but this is part of the nature of being a demon. her abilities and magic are her own and she doesn't see the point in latching herself onto someone in this manner ever again, no matter the rewards. iii. shapeshifting - makaria can transform into other creatures and shift their features to appear as another human, though they prefer the former and are quite attached to 'their' face. iv. dream manipulation - the ability to creep into someone's dreams/nightmares and alter them. she has to have a connection to the person to be able to do this and is rarely able to actually produce a dream or nightmare and implant it into someone's mind, only shape the way a current one is going. v. illusions - the ability to create hallucinations, making people see something that is not or should not be there. whether used to drive an individual insane or show creations that come from her own head, there are a variety of ways this can be utilized. vi. telepathy - makaria can push thoughts into another person's head, though this is not the strongest of their powers and usually results in something as short as a sentence. vii. emotion heightening - amplifying the emotions around them, causing sadness or fear or happiness. viii. telekinesis - the ability to move objects without physically interacting with them. perfect for pretending to be a ghost!

viii. wanted connections literally anything. seriously. people to teach her about the world, people she fucks with, people who maybe want a contract.

[oflofticries]

( martin sensmeier , cis man , he/him ) — one day the sea will sing of KOVA WILDER, the thirty-six year old farmer from the town of cynefin. there will be verses about sarcastic quips made in a low tone, barely noticeable; dodging conversations one does not wish to have in the moment; nights spent gasping awake and mornings revealing your weary, shadowed eyes; missing those you should not be wanting or needing; hands stained and fingernails packed with the dirt of the earth, the same dirt you were raised upon  in the hums of their hymn, about a person who is trained in the magic of khemia. the land will know them as someone hard-working and steadfast, but perhaps, you’ll hear the old crones hiss that they are cynical and aloof. only the shadows of the ocean floor will bear witness to the truth. ╱ eliza, 33, she/her, cst.

i. basics FULL NAME: kova kaskae wilder. NICKNAMES: ko. AGE / D.O.B.: thirty-six / august 29th. GENDER / PRONOUNS: cis man / he & him. ORIENTATIONS: bisexual biromantic. MARITAL STATUS: separated. OCCUPATION: farmer. HOMETOWN: cynefin, clwyd-isle. RESIDENCE: the farm that has belonged to his father's side of the family for precisely five generations.

ii. physical EYE COLOR: brown. HAIR COLOR: black. HEIGHT: 6 ft even. DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: cropped hair, occasionally rocks a five o' clock shadow or a fuller beard depending on how he's feeling. strong jawline, sturdily built figure, eyes that cut at you in annoyance if you're being an asshole. you don't want to be on that side of this expression, trust me. FASHION STYLE: farmer chic. a lot of the clothing you would expect to see a working man don. white cotton shirts and simple pairs of slacks paired with boots, and the occasional pair of overalls if he's feeling particularly daring. kova has exactly one (1) nice outfit that he saves for special occasions but there haven't particularly been any as of late.

iii. psychological POSITIVE TRAITS: disciplined, resourceful, observant, decisive, appreciative. NEGATIVE TRAITS: impatient, reserved, quiet, sarcastic, hard-headed. ZODIAC: virgo. MBTI TYPE: istj. TEMPERAMENT: melancholic. EDUCATION: he studied at verum for a time before ultimately returning back to the family and his farm. SKILLS: planting, harvesting, wrangling animals - abilities you would find a farmer with. however, he's adept with his khemia, despite not receiving the full education from verum. besides that, he's good with sewing, enjoys horseback riding and fishing. he plays the violin shockingly well for a farm boy, probably thanks to his mother's attempts at bringing her socialite ways to the town. MAGIC: decomposition khemia.

iv. familial MOTHER: ahnah wilder (deceased.) FATHER: albert wilder (deceased.) SIBLINGS: none. CHILDREN: yura wilder, daughter. SIGNIFICANT OTHER: catherine wilder, wife (separated - he has no idea of her current location.)

v. summary tw: cheating, death a man who never feels as much as home as he does in the fields of the farm where he was born and raised, despite it having an array of difficult memories. he was never close with either one of his parents, more so the animals he took care of and the crops he tended to. they were older, weary, not in a place of having a child. but there he was, anyway. the wilder name became well known in the town for a number of reasons, not all of them good - particularly when his mother was caught with another man. and then another. and then a third. the blowups in the wilder family home weren't as intense as they should have been. instead, it seemed that kova was the only one truly upset about the happenings, while his father remained silent on the matter. his khemia sparked and it offered him a chance to study, get away from the pain of his dysfunctional family. of course, verum wasn't exactly what he pictured and he didn't enjoy it as much as he desperately wanted to. in the end, he went back home after only three years of study despite the potential to leave everything he knew for good. the reason? his mother falling ill, needing a caretaker while his father worked the fields, or vice versa. they shared the duties up until her death. he never did ask his father why he put up with the cheating and the lies. no, kova would learn for himself after he settled down with a lady, got hitched and brought her to the place he was so very proud of, that he fixed up himself over the years when his father became too old to do much. of course, it wouldn't happen until they had another person in the mix, a little girl with big, bright eyes and dark, shiny hair. his heart hurt for her more than his own when catherine became fed up with the life and the struggling, first dumping the truth on him of her affair and then leaving for parts unknown. like father, like son. isn't that the way it goes? vi. headcanons i. he doesn't believe he's a good father or can give his daughter really anything that she needs, mostly because he has no idea how to raise a little girl on his own. ii. he finds it hard to really get close to anyone, mostly because of the rumors that went around town and the whispers that followed thanks to his mother's actions. kova himself wasn't exactly talkative before this, taking after his father mostly, with a fairly large portion of his mother's... sass coming out in his own sarcasm. iii. he's fallen in love exactly once and it was not with his wife, though he hoped their union would bring some sort of deeper love between them instead of just filling the loneliness the both of them had without each other. they cared for each other, trusted each other. but it wasn't the once in a lifetime love that he'd overheard women talk about. funny that she'd end up leaving him, right? iv. he loves his khemia. absolutely adores it. part of him hopes that his daughter's magic will spark up, though he's scared for when it does because it means she'll leave him, though she won't be going very far at least. v. once he makes a decision, it's nearly impossible to change his mind. others have tried and failed. good luck if you wish to change that streak. vii. wanted connections family members of his wife who either hate him or know he's doing his Best - or extended connections of his own family / verum folks who studied when he did that he keeps in loose contact with / people he's known his whole life in cynefin, even if they aren't friends / folks who work on the farm when he needs the extra hands / anything!!!