. ✧ . * . ⌜ melisa pamuk, 26, cis female, she/her / … stargirl interlude by the weeknd & lana del rey + the heartbreaking comfort of a threadbare band tee she can’t stop wearing, ironically feminine curls in a messy ponytail, & the soft aroma of a potion mixing in the air with espresso shots⌟ hey, have you met 𝐄𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐂𝐈 yet? they’re a 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐓/𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓, and have lived here for 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐒𝐈𝐗 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒. i wonder if their tendency to be 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 and 𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 is why people call them the 𝐎𝐏𝐀𝐐𝐔𝐄? they claim that they 𝐃𝐎 believe in the supernatural, but rumor has it that they might even be a 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 (𝐌𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐒). wouldn’t shock me in a town like salem.
esme was born and raised in salem, and her family was a part of a coven there long before she came along. they owned an herb shop that they had to sell when her dad passed away. she was still in high school, but her mom never stopped growing her own plants. that’s where esme got her love of growing from.
instead of going off to college, she hung around and worked at her mother’s side, which was fortunate because it wasn’t long after that when her mom started declining. it was small at first, leaving her keys in the door or forgetting her grocery list. pretty soon, though, she started getting lost in her own neighborhood.
though her family suggested she move her mom into a home right away, esme’s pride for in the way. it took two years for her to understand how out of depth she was. it broke her heart to do it, but she evened it out by visiting as often as she could. it was on one of those visits that her power surfaced. as her tears dropped onto their intertwined hands, something strange happened. esme began seeing flashes of memories, ones she remembered, but it wasn’t her point of view. it was her mother’s.
at first she panicked, staying away for days before her curios desperation got the best of her. she reached out to an old friend of her parents, a woman who was a part of their coven in esme’s childhood. it took a while, and a few pots of coffee, but esme finally came around. it was still a few days before she returned to the hospital, but when she did, the same event happened. she saw her mother’s memories through her own eyes.
her powers grew, too, over the next few years. she realized it only activated when she was touching someone and when her own emotions were heightened. she practiced on anyone she could get her hands on, and eventually she could activate it at will. but the big leap came when she was caught practicing by her very human partner.
they reacted badly, and in desperation, esme wished aloud that they had never walked in on her. the difference washed over them immediately, and suddenly they were close less as to what they were even arguing over. she remained in the relationship at first, but too soon the guilt wore her down. instead she manipulated their memories to forget their relationship altogether, and she tried to move on.
now she studies flowers and works on her gift, hoping she can one day learn to restore memories instead of manipulating them.
“I’m pulsing, my blood is red and unafraid of living. Beginning to end I’m liquid smooth, come touch me, too and feel my skin is plump and full of life“
. ✧ . * . ⌜ mikey madison, 21, cis female, she/her / liquid smooth by mitski + strawberry cake, blood promises with your best friends, the ocean wind at night ⌟ hey, have you met 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐒 yet? they’re a 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐘𝐄𝐄, and have lived here for 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄. i wonder if their tendency to be 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄-𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃 and 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 is why people call them the 𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐔𝐄? they claim that they 𝐃𝐎 believe in the supernatural, but rumor has it that they might even be a 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 (𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐒). wouldn’t shock me in a town like salem. ( brenda. 25. she/her. cst. )
BASICS
FULL NAME : Willow Owens
NAME MEANING: Freedom/ Fertility / New Life
NICKNAME / ALIAS: Willow
GENDER / PRONOUNS: Cis-Female She/Her
SEXUALITY: Pansexual
AGE, BIRTHDAY + ZODIAC: 21, October 31, Scorpio
PLACE OF BIRTH: Salem, Mass
ACCENT :
OCCUPATION: Student/ Bakery Employee
SONG: Liquid Smooth by Mitski
APPEARANCE
FACECLAIM: Mikey Madison
HEIGHT: 5′2
EYECOLOR: Brown
HAIRCOLOR: Brown
BUILD: Slim
TATTOOS / SCARS: Scar on her left knee from when she fell on a bike
PERSONALITY
POSITIVETRAITS: Free-spirited, Loyal, Humorous
NEGATIVETRAITS: Reckless, Childish, Naive
RELATIONSHIPS: Looking
PARENTS : Mother, Iris Owens
SIBLINGS :
CHILDREN : None
PETS : Dog, Juniper
willow grew up with only her mother after her dad died when she was just a baby. her mother is also a witch so she grew up practicing.
her family owns the bakery
she was popular in high school which moved to being more social in college.
* . ✧ . * . ⌜ danielle rose russell, 21, cis woman, she/her / this is me trying by taylor swift + sunlight spilling through lace curtains, there is a darkness lingering under that radiant glow that not even you understand, a fierce need to protect those around you so strong that you often forget to allow others to care for you ⌟ hey, have you met 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐄 yet? they’re a 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄, and have lived here for 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄. i wonder if their tendency to be 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄 and 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐎𝐔𝐒 is why people call them the 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐗? they claim that they 𝐃𝐎 believe in the supernatural, but rumor has it that they might even be a 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐄 (𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐒 & 𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐒). wouldn’t shock me in a town like salem.
BASICS
full name : samara annabel goode
name meaning:
samara : hebrew, arabic - "under God's rule, companion in night conversation"
annabel : scottish - “loving”
nickname / alias: sam, sammy, mara, mari
gender / pronouns: cis woman. she/her
sexuality: bisexual
age, birthday + zodiac: 21. october 31st, 2000. scorpio.
place of birth: salem, massachusetts.
accent : n/a
occupation: ghost tour guide
song: this is me trying by taylor swift
APPEARANCE
faceclaim: danielle rose russell
height: 5′3″
eyecolor: blue
haircolor: ginger
tattoos / scars: a moon tarot card on her left arm with a matching sun tarot on her right. a small paint brush on her collar bone.
. * . ⌜ hugh dancy, 44, cis male, he/him / mr crowley by ozzy osbourne + coffee stains on wrinkled button ups, whispered secrets that never see the light of day, long nights spent over curled pages⌟ hey, have you met 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 yet? they’re a 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐑, and have lived here for 𝐒𝐈𝐗 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐒. i wonder if their tendency to be 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓 and 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 is why people call them the the 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐓? they claim that they 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 believe in the supernatural, but rumor has it that they might even be a 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐅-𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍 (𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 & 𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆). wouldn’t shock me in a town like salem.
BASICS
FULL NAME : Theodore Joseph Whitlock
NAME MEANING: The name Theodore is of Greek origin meaning “gift of God” or “divine gift.”
NICKNAME / ALIAS: Theo, Teddy, various forms of ‘that one teacher’
GENDER / PRONOUNS: Cismale | He/Him
SEXUALITY: Pansexual
AGE, BIRTHDAY + ZODIAC: 44, October 30th, Scorpio
PLACE OF BIRTH: San Francisco, CA
ACCENT : American
OCCUPATION: Professor of Computer Science
SONG: Mr. Crowley by Ozzy Osbourne
APPEARANCE
FACECLAIM: Hugh Dancy
HEIGHT: 5′9 1/2′’
EYECOLOR: Brown
HAIRCOLOR: Brown
BUILD: Dad Bod City
TATTOOS / SCARS: One scar on the side of his neck, a tattoo on his wrist he keeps covered with a watch.
PARENTS: Annabelle (Mother, whereabouts unknown) & Anthony Whitlock (alive)
SIBLINGS: An older half sister, Ophelia (alive)
CHILDREN: None (that he knows of).
PETS: One orange Tabby cat, Simon.
ADDITIONAL INFO
‘ A turbulent childhood left you in fear of your own shadow, a constant undercurrent of terror plaguing you that turned out to be something of a premonition when tragedy struck at too young an age. A fearful upbringing then gave birth to a troubled teenager, although you cannot remember half of what they say you’ve done. They called you unruly; dangerous. A threat. You’ve been in and out of therapists offices and hospitals more than most people have in a lifetime. Eventually, after being medicated, the trouble stopped. Voices and murmurings that seemed to become louder in the dark disappeared. Your thoughts became clear, but dull, but at least you no longer had lapses of memory. Though now the terror is back, hidden in the recesses of your mind, although you cannot pinpoint why. You’ve developed a love of things that keep you distracted and away from people who could possibly see something in you that you’re too afraid to face. Computers and technology have always been easy to understand, and easy to fix. That is until you took the job at the local college, where technology ultimately led you to a reality that was far more confusing and terrible than even you’ve experienced. Despite how your heart constricts when you see things out of the corner of your eye - brief glimpses of the dark, there’s also a curiosity. A familiarity that you can’t help but notice. You start to wonder if perhaps these occurrences are more personal to you than professional. But you’re too scared to question it; to look into them deeper. You’re not sure what’s a scarier truth: if there’s an evil attached to you, or if you’re the evil yourself. ‘
FUN FACTS
Of course he wears glasses. The Velma, if you will.
To the outside eye, Theodore just seems like a mild mannered nerd/scaredy cat. He can keep to himself, fearing getting too close to anyone, but I imagine he has a soft spot for his friends even if he can be withdrawn into himself and HATES being the center of attention.
He can usually be found wherever it is quietest with his laptop. He wears headphones, but usually with no sound. They’re really so no one talks to him, but that can only fool people for so long.
He lives on his own a few blocks away from his workplace in a one bedroom apartment with his cat roommate, Simon.
He’s maybe the most lively when he’s teaching; he has a genuine love and joy for his students, because teaching is something that’s become a safe place for him. He’s good at it, and he sees the good it does in others.
He still has trouble sleeping at night, though. Terrible insomnia has him living off of coffee and pre-packaged sugary goods to get him through the day.
Subsequently he has a Dad-bod, but that’s in these days, so it’s cool.
More often than not he may seem keyed up, or clearly anxious, but does have moments where he can actually have a sense of humor. It can be hard to pull that out of him, though, especially as he has a tendency to withdraw into his own mind.
Warrren grew up in New York with his mother, Claire.
In his teenage years, his powers manifested and he hid them, practicing behind closed doors, thinking they were cool. But strange.
When he was twenty his father showed up one day and, foolishly, Warren started building a relationship with him. One his father, Connor, used to twist his mind toward dark and evil
Under his father’s guidance, Warren learned some facts about the magical world, learning what he was and that there were other things out there.
Using his beauty, Warren helped his father get to and steal the powers of a couple of witches, the warlocks words twisting logic and sense around inside him
It was his own first killing of a witch that broke Warren, snapping all the illusions and twistings of his father. Warren fled back to his mother, and little sister who he had lost the better part of three years with. There, he slowly put himself back together inside until he could function under the guilt. He never told him mum the specifics, just that it involved his dad.
When his sister went off to University in Salem, Warren and Claire followed, keeping the family together and, to Warren’s relief, put distance between them and where his father knew to find him. He had not found him since the day he left, worryingly...
Now, Warren is a handyman in Salem and tried to learn what he can about the world he is half part of. Sometimes he catches tales of monsters...sometimes he does something about it. Sometimes...
