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[plangentia]

hmmm i need a new bio now that i'm officially not a classics student by trade

[templarqueen]

BATTLESHIP BAY

[eveshepherd]

Name: Evelyn Virginia Margaret Shepherd 

Age: Thirty

Preferred Pronouns & Gender: She/her, cis-female

Relationship Status: Married

Previous Job: None

Community Job: Lookout

Reside in: A rundown log cabin in the farmlands— currently trying to make it more livable.

How long have they been in Redwood?: Two months

PINTEREST / PLAYLIST

tldr: eve was born to a young single mother and spent her entire life raised in a doomsday cult. she has never lived a normal life, and believes that the virus is a sign to spread her doctrine and begin cleansing the earth and preparing for the true end.

Biography:

Evelyn was a miracle. Her birth was ordained by a power much greater than just her mother— a girl with a quiet disposition, hands moving up and down the beads of a wooden rosary at all hours. She gave birth to her baby girl, an unblinking infant that did not make a sound. Evelyn does not know any other circumstances of her birth, of the life her mother lead before her. She has learned that if something is not known, it is best to not question it. Information will reveal itself, those who seek too much will find punishment at the righteous hand. 

What she does know is that Diedre took her five year old daughter and her suitcase, and began a long journey. An act of blind faith, of rustic gas stations and hitchhiking, moved by something within her soul. Their direction was unclear, the beads of the rosary continued to move as days passed. They would later call it their pilgrimage, once its true purpose was revealed, the word tripping over young Evelyn’s tongue in long syllables. 

Maryland was not the intended destination of their journey, but as with all things, one must have faith. They must trust that the woman running the strawberry stand off of a non-descript highway. When the woman saw the rosary and said true faith was so rare. When Evelyn had shyly introduced herself from behind her mother’s skirt, earning an expression of shock before the woman recovered her words, inviting them to come back to her home with her. There was surely a bed for a beleaguered mother and daughter. 

It was not until years later that the true reason for their acceptance would become clear. The Eden’s Gate commune had been missing its Eve, searching for the sign of the end of days that was promised to them with each and every morning service. Their Adam, their leader, knew she had been coming, knew the importance of her arrival. While her mother was simply another mouth to feed, another set of hands to garden and clean, Evelyn was special. She was looked after. She was the symbol that the end of all things was near. The daily reminder to be alert and of sober mind so that they may pray, they may survive the coming end. 

Though there was guilt and there was shame in her role, she could not escape the fate that grew around her. Pain was a secret language between God and the faithful; Adam's wrath translated it for her. She knew true love, the commune so intertwined around her, reliant on her good nature. Leaving was never an option, waiting became the great task of her life. How could she abandon those who had raised her, even when the burden felt so great she thought she might be the first to break.

When news of the outbreak reached them finally, it was almost a relief. Here was God's answer to the end of the world. They all prayed, waiting for their ascension. But the attack on their commune had not been predicted, it had not been preached, no one knew what to do. A group of holy people, all descended upon by creatures. The newly turned destroyed everything that they had built. Eden fell, Evelyn was locked out of it. 

Though she escaped, Calamity Shepard by her side, she does not know if any other members have. She does not know what caused such a violent change in God’s will. A massacre so bloody, the only explanation must have been sin, deep and rooted. It must have festered, spread throughout people she’d thought she’d known. They had been bitten before she could cleanse them, save them, send them to heaven. They had hidden their true nature from her, and now would forever be cursed to wander.

 She would prevent such a thing from happening again, the true believers would be found and spared. Those who needed to be saved would be found and given their chance at heaven. Redwood is simply a stop along her journey, another community which must not be overlooked in her journey. God had ordained her mother to deliver her unto the world, and she would deliver souls to heaven all the same. 

Headcanons:

Her full name is Evelyn Virginia Margaret, she did not have a last name until she took Cal’s.

As she was raised in Eden’s Gate, Evelyn is particularly skilled with off-the-grid living. She is able to lend a helping hand wherever it is needed, from gardening to general medicine.

Another consequence of this is that she never had a formal education. Although she was given basic schooling, she has a distinct lack of cultural awareness.

She still keeps her mother’s rosary around her neck.

[fwhimmys]

break from mcyt content to say neopronouns are neat and valid and if u don’t respect them i’ll bite u

[creedencehale]

what’s up everyone, I’m Six and this is my bby girl Cree! I’m currently at work so I might be slow at plotting but I can’t wait to get the ball rolling with everyone’s muses, feel free to hit me up.

CREEDENCE LOUISE HALE

NICKNAME: Cree AGE: 29 (May 16th) HOMETOWN: Charming, California OCCUPATION: Owner of Hale’s Diner ALLIANCE: Civilian (Formerly aligned with Devil’s Disciples) MUSE BOARD: HERE

 FIVE SONG PLAYLIST 1.) To Zion, Lauryn Hill ft. Carlos Santana 2.) Like Smoke, Amy Winehouse ft. Nas 3.) A Song For You, Donny Hathaway 4.) Barracuda, Heart 5.) Baby I Love Your Way, Big Mountain 

 TRAITS + self-sufficient, pragmatic, loyal - reticent, shrewd, aggressive

TIDBITS

Named after her father’s favorite band, Creedence Clearwater Revival

Hasn’t been on a motorcycle for any reason in 9 years (too painful) 

An old soul, loves music, plays guitar, does a little singing on the side too.

A bubble bath is her favorite way to de-stress

 BRIEF BIO Charles Hale opened Hale’s Diner in 1975 after the end of the Vietnam war, desperately wishing to bring back the fifties nostalgia that he lost during deployment— and he succeeded. The diner became a hit in the small town of Charming and from there, Creedence Hale, his granddaughter spent nearly every moment within the walls of the old diner. Doing her homework at the counter while her Poppop served her her favorite strawberry milkshake, birthday parties and anniversary’s with in the dining booths, and even dancing to mow town records with her Gram’s as the day turned to night. Growing up in charming was a typical small town experience for Cree. She grow up with close knit friends, playing guitar and working shifts at Hale’s while trying not tip the balance between having a good time and staying out of trouble. It all went out the Window when she met Ricky. Everyone knew him to be bad news, but something in Cree made her curious and she wouldn’t rest until she got to know him. the two of them tangled together and were soon inseparable. With her parents and even her friends suspicious of the Devil, it felt like the two of them against the world for a time, but Cree didn’t mind, as long as they had each other they could face anything. The night Ricky died was like any other, he was set to fight an unscrupulous opponent who would go down in the last round for a big pay off, but at the last minute sucker punched Ricky in a fit of anger at the embarrassment of a soiled reputation. No one saw it coming, no one knew how to react when Ricky didn’t get up from the ground and Creedence could only scream helplessly in the background as she watched it all happen. Just like that, her entire world was cracked in two. Shortly after Ricky’s funeral Creedence left town, she couldn’t bare to live in Charming without him and the life they’d planned for each other. She packed her bags for Los Angeles and never looked back. She’s managed to score a job singing in a lounge, but instantly hit a road bump in her first month there: a positive pregnancy test. She wasn’t sure what her next move was at first, but decided to keep the baby, if not to keep ahold of her love for Ricky. Shortly after her son Charlie was born and she did whatever possible for them to live comfortably. It was a strange adjustment raising a child at 21 with little to no help, but the two of them managed, after all they were all each other had. Cree had no real intention of returning to Charming. while the town lingered in the back of her mind she kept her distance, staying in her urbanite bubble— that is until an urgent call from her mother sent her racing back home. It was a stroke her mother had and it devastated the woman’s entire life. She struggled to take care of the family diner that was now left to her after her father’s passing and so Cree begrudgingly made the decision to move back to Charming permanently and take over the family business. A year has passed and Cree runs things just a little differently, with the tensions between the Charming gangs slowly growing thicker and thicker, she doses her best to keep her restaurant and son out of the crossfire and her skeletons in the closet.

WANTED CONNECTIONS/PLOTS

Definitely old friends from her teen days or old friends of Ricky’s

I have a wanted connection for Charlie’s Uncle here!

anyone who tried to stir up trouble for her is also a plus, I welcome the IC drama whole heartedly  

[soliiel]

people will literally have "anti nb" in their bio and think they can just go and reblog my funny minecraft posts, huh. sorry but they're not for your enjoyment, asshole

[crterbennett]

questions tag

i was tagged by @brekkerings!! thank u mars, i love u (and i totally didnt almost forget to do this, no way)

nickname(s): yana and ana (AH-na, not anna, thanks.)

height: 5′9 😝

orientation: grey-aro lesbian !

favorite fruit: watermelon

favorite season: spring??

favorite flower: moonflower

favorite scent: petrichor and freshly washed linen

favorite color: black, gold, and blue

favorite animal: DRAGONS, cows, and pitbulls

coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: hot chocolate

average hours of sleep: 3-5

cat or dog person: dog

favorite fictional characters: (fanon) draco malfoy, neil josten, laurent (capri), percy jackson, carter bennett, all my ocs (please ask me about my ocs)

number of blankets you sleep with: one (but i also have 8 pillows)

dream trip: i’ve always really wanted to go to italy ? but greece would be super pretty, too

blog created: october 13th, 2018 !

followers: 29

random fact: i have blue hair and i like sleeping in socks

tagging // @mivyard @lesbianmedusa @nikkyhemmick @immoralgays ?? idk my guy, anyone who wants to do this