He first met Mateo in elementary all the way up to high school where they both met Dakota and Owen
He focuses more on criminology and wants to have a major in it
He writes stories on his free time
Everett is near sighted
He is grunge emo
He is more of the friend that scolds the others if they did something stupid
He loves analog horror!
He’s the guy that takes everything seriously
He would sometimes overwork
He rarely posts anything on the internet due to being cyber bullied once
May look moody but is actually a very sweet person, just doesn’t want anyone to get hurt
Mateo Rodriguez:
Mateo and Everett know each other the longest
He is a MASSIVE theatre kid
Has things in his bag like bandaids incase the crew gets hurt
Has untreated ADHD
Doesn’t understand Everett’s ambition to figure out what the bakery really is but respects what he’s doing. It’s strange and weird to him but maybe he can find his mom through Everett
A bit of a mama’s boy which doesn’t help with his mother going missing at all
Had the lead role in a play once.
Doesn’t like getting angry so sometimes prefers to not show it. He will only tell you if something’s been bothering him nicely.
Would like the aesthetic carnival core
Is very afraid of lightning
Favorite Shakespeare play is Hamlet and Midsummer Nights Dream
⬆️Had a goblincore phase when he watched the second play when he was five⬆️
If the Walten files were a thing back then, his favorite would be Rosemary or Sha
Dakota Ferreira:
Dakota likes star gazing and actually saw a shooting star once
Their favorite food is strawberries or anything that has strawberries in it
Has an ikea alien plushie named “Blorb”
Dakota is adopted due to his biological parents dying in a car crash
Can speak fluent Portuguese (he’s Brazilian)
Had their first kiss with Owen when looking at the stars.
Favorite drink are those Japanese drinks with the marble in them
His necklace was from Owen as a gift
Is best friends with Celeste
Also likes vampires and sharks
Has an alien fursona trust
Would LOVE fnaf security breach
Owen Gifford:
Owen Grew up in L.A and moved to San Fransisco when he was 13
He would be the one to host parties (Along with Jaxx).
Has a step dad since his parents divorced
sometimes wears one of those long ass converse shoes
He met Dakota in freshman year and immediately fell in love with him at first sight (he confessed first)
His favorite drink is Coca Cola
His kinda rich like Celeste (not as rich as her but still has quite a lot of money)
Likes ticking Everett off because he finds it funny when he gets annoyed
Wants to be an actor or a filmmaker
Has massive respect for women
Christopher Cromwell:
Christopher’s favorite color is crimson and navy blue
He smokes
Night owl
The only good relationship he ever has is with his friend Vincent since they met as kids
Would sound like Declan Vera from cabin tales and a mix of “Bon” from the Walten files
He has a scar on his cheek due to one of his victims trying to fight back
The reason why he is like this is because an incident that happened with his wife(of course this doesn’t excuse his actions in the slightest). If you ever try to push him to talk about her or even mention her name, he would make your lights go out
Hands would sometimes starts trembling when attacking people cuz he is reminded of the incident (no, he didn’t kill his wife, I’ll probably tell his lore in a prequel or something, however that’s probably lightyears away from now since I’m a slow writer)
Was actually a good dad before the incident
On his free time, he reads probably would drink a little
He absolutely hates vomit
He started killing at 37 years old
Celeste Cromwell:
Celeste is an artist
Her favorite subject would be history
She is a pastel goth
She is canonically an age regressor (though it’s never shown but will be implied). Her little age would be 4
She likes hyperpop songs
Her favorite vocals is Hatsune miku and probably Gumi
She fell for Jaxx first
She would like dreamcore or traumacore because she finds them comforting
Since she is the antagonist’s daughter, she would be the main MAIN character which is why I show her in art more often.
The reason why she is anxious all the time is because of the emotional neglect her dad had inflicted on her, causing her to grow up, stressed and scared to mess something up. she was also bullied a lot back when she was a kid because of the loss of her mother.
Favorite food is shrimp Alfredo
She is a representation of emotional neglect(However of if I show it off in the wrong way, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE let me know and give me some tips on how to show it off correctly. I won’t hesitate to listen).
She is far sighted
She doesn’t know what really happened to her mom, thinking she just left them.
Jaqueline (Jaxx) Richardson:
Jaxx has an entire drawer full of Kandi
Works at a goth store called “Shadowplay” she works as a cashier
Was originally supposed to have psychosis but this was scrapped due to my lack of research
Absolutely HATES Christopher with every atom in their body for being a dick to Celeste
She is a pagan
She has a bit of a Ukrainian accent
Jaxx is their nickname. They don’t MIND being called by their full name but Jaxx is the name that they like better (no Jaqueline is not their deadname).
Once had a goth phase now has a scenekid phase
Has those paw lines on their shoes
Jaxx and Celeste both go to a different school rather than Everett and the others.
Finds Everett interesting and believes in him about the bakery
She can speak Ukrainian, sometimes does it to tease Celeste
Jaxx had their first kiss with Celeste at a theme park
Tw: Implied Child neglect, implied murder. I do not condone any of the actions shown in this story whatsoever.
Celeste collapsed into her bed, letting out a groan from exhaustion. Today had been a very long day, especially with yet ANOTHER person going missing. She didn’t know why it was happening or who’s been doing it. Everything was so overwhelming and she hated it. She looked around her room, wondering what she should do now since she didn’t have any homework to do for the weekend. She could watch TV, read, draw, maybe even listen to music. But even then, she would still be bored. Celeste looked over at the clock; 3:55pm. Dinner would be ready at 5:00 but she didn’t know what to eat. She decided to go over to the kitchen and see what they had. She went into the kitchen and opened the fridge. Her face shifted into an annoyed expression when she saw that there was nothing good to eat in there. She sighed and walked out. As she was going back into her room, she passed her dad’s bedroom. She knew she shouldn’t be in there, but her curiosity got the best of her, so she went in.
Inside, she looked around the room and saw all the dresses in the closet.
She went over to them and looked at the fabric, one of them being a blue floral dress. “Oh wait..These are mom’s dresses.” She chuckled slightly but then she started to wonder; “Why does he have her dresses anyway? Does he miss her that badly?” Celeste pondered until something caught her eye. She walked over to his nightstand and found a cigarette pack. Celeste’s eyes widened. “I didn’t know he smokes..” She started to worry. She didn’t like smoking or anyone smoking. It was an awful coping mechanism, and she didn’t want her dad to develop lung cancer or anything. She wanted to take the cigarettes, but she didn’t want him to yell or hit her, so she left.
Celeste looked at the clock again; 4:21pm. How long was she there? She laid down on her bed and looked over to her shelf. She saw a Lyra Heartstrings figure on her shelf, and she immediately got up and took it. She saw the other childhood toys and put all of them in her drawer. She didn’t like the idea of anyone finding out how she coped due to the fear of being mocked and laughed at.
She looked down at the figure and clutched it in her hand tightly, putting it in her pocket. She grabbed her sketch book, trying to take her mind off things and started to draw. She drew a picture of Her and Jaxx as their fursonas, making sure to add as much kandi and fluff to Jaxx’s spider fursona as possible. She always wondered why Jaxx liked spiders. She personally found them gross, but she didn’t complain. She looked at the clock again; 4:40pm. She decided to just eat now and ordered a pizza. She hated ordering things through the phone since she always had a hard time talking to people in fear of messing up and sounding dumb, but she didn’t know what else to eat.
The pizza came twenty minutes later; 5:00pm. She took a deep breath and opened the door to the delivery guy.
“Pizza for Celestine Cromwell!”
“That’s me! T-Thank you very much...!” She gave him $20, face hot and her hand shaking slightly.
“Have a wonderful evening, ma’am.”
“Y-You too…pal.”
When she closed the door, she groaned. “Why did I say that?? ‘You too, pal.’?? What the hell was that??” She groaned and went over to the kitchen. She sat down at the table and took a slice and pizza, eating it. She looked over at the window, watching the sun go down. The idea of eating alone still made her uncomfortable. She wished her dad was there.
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Everett stared down at his food, still thinking about what happened today. Everything was so confusing to him but yet he knew that there was something weird about all of this. He remembered Mateo’s face and how hurt he looked with his mother going missing. He didn’t want him to suffer like that.
“Everett, honey?”
Everett looked up from this food and saw his mom giving him a concerned look. “Are you okay? You haven't touched your soup.” Everett could only nod his head and look back down. “Just think about Mateo. His mom went missing.” Everett replied. His mom nodded her head. “She was a very sweet woman,” His dad from the other side of the table said. “I do hope she comes back soon.”
“She’s not going to come home at all.” Everett thought to himself. “I hope so too!” Eclipse, Everett’s younger sister spoke up. “She was like- an aunt to me! I feel so bad for Mateo and Mr. Rodriguez.” Eclipse turned to Everett. “Tell your friend I said I'm sorry for what happened to her.”
He looked up from his plate. “I will, don’t worry.” He continued to play with his food and kept thinking about Mateo. He wished he didn’t have to suffer through this.
No one should.
He kept thinking about him until his thoughts wandered to Mateo’s mother. Something she told him kept playing in his head. He grimaced, remembering that. He wished she was still here, safe and wished Mateo wasn’t going through this grief. He looked over at his dad. “Dad, I'm sorry but I'm not hungry right now. Can I be excused?” He asked him. His dad’s eyebrows furrowed a bit and then sighed. “Okay. But you’re eating it tomorrow, understand? Your mother spent a very long time making this.” “I will.” Everett muttered. He put his bowl near the sink and went up to his room.
When he closed the door, he put his head in his hands and groaned. “Christ..what has this world come to?” He said through gritted teeth. He walked over to his desk and sat down, pulling out a few pictures of the bakery and extra flyers of missing people and putting them on his desk. He stared at them for a moment and remembered Mateo’s mom and him talking one more time before the incident. That memory replayed in his head over and over again. He sighed, his eyes starting to become moist. “If I didn’t doubt myself...” He muttered. “I’m so sorry, Mateo.” Just then, he heard someone knock on his door. Everett got up and walked over to the door and opened it, revealing Eclipse standing there, holding a kandi necklace in the form of a rose. “Cal..What’s this?” He asked her. “It’s kandi. Dakota taught me how to make them. Can you give this necklace to Mateo? The rose reminds me of his mom, and I made it for him to remember her.” She told him. Everett’s eyes widened slightly as he gently held the necklace. “Yeah, of course. I’ll give it to him when I see him tomorrow. He’ll love it, Cal.” Eclipse smiled. “Thank you.” She said before her smile faltered. “Are you okay? I heard sniffling.” Everett stayed silent for a moment before sighing.
“Y-Yeah, I'm okay,” He replied. “Just processing this still is all.”
“Alright..Let me know if you need anything.”
“I will.”
When Everett closed the door, he went back to his desk and stared down at the piles of papers in front of him. He saw a picture of Christopher and scowled. “You are a freak. An awful man. I know you killed someone. I know you killed HER. And I'll make sure that EVERYONE knows what you have done.” He rambles on. He was suspicious of Christopher before, sure, but now that Mateo’s mother went missing, that was enough evidence for him to know that that man was a monster and he HATED him. He looked out the window and whispered. “Everyone will know what you did. I’m doing this for my people.”
