uploading data … ⟳ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴 ! welcome , CONNOR. a long way from detroit: become human , huh ? hm … a twenty eight year old detective who looks like BRYAN DECHART — could be worse. i heard you were at ROUSSEAU’S when we un - glitched , & you ( immediately tried to find lieutenant hank anderson ]. still the impulsive & deadpan type , that’s why [ the rich scent of bourbon, a long run through a busy street & bright blue drinks ]’s totally your vibe. the memory of BECOMING DEVIANT AND BREAKING INTO CYBERLIFE is hazy , but maybe the ( old quarter coin & RK800 jacket ) waiting for you at the pawn shop’ll bring clarity. + android , cismale [ he/him ] , demisexual.
Connor’s Past
RK800 Connor model released August 2038.
Connor was an advanced prototype android designed to assist law enforcement, specifically with cases involving deviants.
His mission was to find the source of the deviancy and eliminate it.
His partner was Lt. Hank Anderson, who he came to view as a close friend and father-figure.
Throughout his time on the case, Connor had to deal with conflicting orders, instability in his programming and the alarming realisation that he may have became a deviant himself.
He managed to track down Jericho- the place where androids go to be free- but the humans followed him. This lead to them sending androids to camps to be destroyed and left Jericho to start an uprising to free their people.
Life in the Cloud
Connor was a 28 year old human working as a detective for the 99th Precinct.
He was the son of Hank Anderson.
He was a very charming young man, becoming friends with most people he met. Always smiling and telling jokes, even if he was a little deadpan, and was incredibly dedicated to his work.
Rousseau’s was where he would spend a lot of his free time, even grabbing a few drinks there with his dad on occasion.
His Memories
When Connor’s memories started coming back they were fragmented- most not even making sense. It took him a while to piece together that he was an android and when that happened, his emotional responses numbed.
His feelings... they were just a glitch in his programming. Was he deviant? Had he become what he was designed to hunt? He could remember switching sides, but he could also remember taking down the leader of Jericho, Markus... or was it North?
Had he died? Was he replaced? Did he break androids out of CyberLife or was he the leader of Jericho? Did he find the deviants or was there insufficient evidence? Did he succeed or fail his mission?
Connor’s memories are all happening at the same time, to the point where he isn’t sure who he really is. If his real memories weren’t bad enough, the new memories from here in the cloud are tangled within his messy timeline.
He’s not sure if Hank is his partner, his friend, his enemy or his father. He doesn’t know if his feelings are real or a coding error. Are Markus and North and the rest of Jericho on his side, or is he still supposed to stop them? Can he choose who he is or does he have to wait for his instructions?
His software is unstable.
He might self-destruct.
Extras
He likes dogs, heavy metal and jazz music, and basketball - all because of Hank.
While living in the cloud, he has developed a love of food and drinks, though he’s not sure how this it possible due to him not needing either to function.
His skills include scanning environments, reconstructing crime scenes, voice immitation, martial arts, forensics, psychology, negotiation and interrogation.
Physical books are better than ebooks. - more life lessons from Hank.
Knows so much and yet so little.
An actual cinnamon roll... but could kill you.
Wanted Connections
Partner - In his real memories, Hank is his partner, but he needs a police partner for his cloud memories.
High school relationship - More fake cloud memories, but I want him to have dated someone when they were in high school.
Friends - New friends, old friends. From work, from around town, from Rousseau’s.
Cases - People he has met working on cases, ie. suspects, criminals, victims, witnesses.
Neighbours - Lives in a nice house on a nice street so anyone could live on that street with him and they could know each other from the cloud memories or meet each other for the first time now. Could do classic fun neighbour things.
Real history - If your character can fit into the plot of Detroit: Become Human in some way, even if it was something as silly as Connor having chased someone and ran into you, that could be fun. Or if your character is also from an android show or game, etc...
“I heard a scream and thought you were being killed, but it was just a spider.”
hey everyone !! <3 i’m kahlo and this is the baby to end all babies... catra ! i’ll write da usual stuff under the cut including some bg info & whatever. spoilers for she-ra below,, if u ever need a non-spoilery breakdown just dm me and i’ll be happy to oblige !!
uploading data … ⟳ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴 ! welcome , CATRA. a long way from SHE-RA AND THE PRINCESSES OF POWER , huh ? hm … a twenty year old waitress who looks like BRITTANY O’GRADY — could be worse. i heard you were at PIZZA PLANET when we un - glitched , & you ( gasped and whispered adora’s name ]. still the RESOURCEFUL & JEALOUS type , that’s why [ doc martens, ripped jeans, and snarky comments ]’s totally your vibe. the memory of DEFEATING HORDE PRIME is hazy , but maybe the ( mask and force captain badge ) waiting for you at the pawn shop’ll bring clarity. + catgirl , cisfemale [ she/her ] , lesbian.
ok so here she works at pizza planet as a waitress bc i think that’s funny as fuck and i love to put this bastard through misery. she hates the annoying ass kids running around w snot dripping out of their nose but she really doesn’t know what else to do. plus pizza planet....space... kinda reminds her of etheria in a fucked up way.
she has her long messy hair tho i’m sorry rip to the asking for the manager season 5 haircut
but anyways..... yeah. she’s kinda aching for adora but really wants a new start and she’s like fuck it if working at a pizza planet is the way to go lets fucking do it baby ?
i also feel like she thinks adora will see the word ‘planet’ and bring her big empty headed forehead over there,, so catra just stays put in case she ever comes (she is delusional jfkdlsfjkds)
catra just stares at the mask and force captain badge with disgust most of the time because she knows she was just.... so terrible back then.
if u don’t watch she-ra, basically catra is like......a feral raging homosexual with mommy issues and has a bunch of repressed emotions. she’s a scorpio and evil -- jk, she was but then she got a kick ass redemption arc. she was literally in love w her best friend adora and took it out on the world like a freak ? always felt the need to prove herself but nowadays she’s mellowing out. she’s still a work in progress tho and can tend to be a snappy asshole. enjoys making fun of people and also starting fights. big teaser. needy. abandonment issues and has trauma from physical and emotional abuse from her supposed mother figure (miss shadow weaver smh)
but deep down she’s got a heart of gold and i think that is beautiful <3
she hates water.
also physical touch. if u dont know her like that and try to hug her she will sue
likes cats :3 has a kitty named melog
also i’m sorry that her name is catra what can u do with a cheesy 80′s reboot sjkfhdskjlffdjl u will look her in the eyes and call her a cat.
i dont think shes a catgirl in this virtual world but if u wanna picture brittany o’grady w ears and a tail i will not stop u
big lesbian
she has heterochromia so one eye is blue, the other is yellow !
i like to think she picked up skateboarding living on this world so fuck it. she skateboards to work
will cause problems on purpose
she’s super smart tho and cunning and tactical <3 queen shit
if your character has any kind of morals she thinks they’re corny asf
ok some possible connections:
a FRIEND !! you might be thinking, well that’s lame and bland. but catra just does NOT make friends easily because she’s a dickhead. she pushes people away and keeps herself at a distance. especially after the whole ‘i had a friend once but then we fell in love after i tried to kill her multiple times’ thing! i’d like it if someone could redefine what it means to be friends for her :( that’d be nice. bc friendship leaves a bad taste in catra’s mouth.
PETTY ENEMIES !! catra is always sticking her tongue out at them, teasing them, giving them a hard time & ur muse is most likely returning the energy. what are they enemies about ? why can’t they get along? we can plot that out !! :3
her therapist. pfksdlfjsfls this one’s mostly a joke but fr maybe catra goes to ur muse for all her problems and she’s like “tell anyone i said that tho and i’ll kill u. ok see u same time tomorrow -_-”
HOOK UPS! catra needs to get out her needy sexual frustrations because YOU try working at pizza planet all day, okay ? it’s disgusting. she’s lonely. but don’t touch her afterwards she’ll bully you.
A MOTHER FIGURE.. please oh my god ? catra has NEVER in her life had a positive motherly figure ?? give her advice. hand on the shoulder. scold her. offer words of encouragement fkjslfs
idk what else to put but yes thank u for reading i love you!!!!!! pls hmu to plot!!!!! or we can just wing it out ! i don’t mind either hehe :~)
jack of all trades master of none - max caulfield. never moved to seattle, max got to stay and grow up with her friends her parents got divorced and she doesnt see her dad much anymore it must have been a weird domino effect of not moving on. growing up in the cloud max attended CONSTANCE BILLIARD SCHOOL FOR GIRLS in high school max was the girl that befriended her teachers at parties people thought it was a spectacle when she ate an edible and got too honest about people as jokes. the quirky art student that you saw taking pictures at pep rallies and sporting events - living life through the lens of her camera the art in her journal you wouldnt catch her speaking up often in groups of people when she was young. she had flings for girls and guys but shyed away from that most of the time except at parties and occasional dates... sleepovers. she always a step back from life willingly sidelining herself if people didnt drag her into things, she was almost a bit of a welcome mat. gullible and a bit naive with an indecisive nature it was easy for her to just let people take advantage of her because there was the part of her that was nosy and just wanted to get closer.
now that shes older and attending BLACKWELL UNIVERSITY max has an ache for adventure she loves to go out at night and cause trouble, or for a walk in the woods by herself shes even dabbled in grafitti and bne. you would not call her a trouble maker by any means but there is that underlying want there to document she doesnt let people walk over her the same way they did in the past. shes still not sure in her art in her photography the girl is wishy washy about everything but shes learning to be stronger. shes still corny shes makes jokes like the moths in my head dont let me think, shes pretentious about her polaroid camera and black coffee and better than you indie music, she still the curious girl who swallowed her teddy bears eye just to see if she could. shes better at finding her voice shes trying to live a real life instead of just copying all the personality traits of those around her to fit social norms and breaking down in bathrooms over small things that overwhelm her. you can still find her in the back of classes with her headphones in, inner monologuing, but you can also find her painting in the woods or trying to start a fail tshirt business with her art on it because shes still self conscious, taking pictures of your friends wedding or your five year old sisters birthday party in her free time.
THE MEMORIES... ⟳
she has vivid day dreams of nose bleeds and death following her, the guilt she feels she still feels it all the danger she felt like she was in. it affects her because it seems so damn real it feels like something that happened to her, a girl she loves and cares about dying because of her - everyone she knows and loves dying because of her. the guilt eats away at her... but its not real right? shes not that indecisive right? this isnt her fault, she just cant shake it. it follows her and its so heavy that some days she doesnt even get out of bed.
THE CONNECTS... ⟳
ex gfs - max is mostly into girls though in hs this was probaly more aha i really really like you but i dont know how to actually be your gf so this is the closest thing we will ever get. they probably went out on dates and max did corny things like set up a movie projector in the backyard for them.
crushes - max while more outspoken now probably wasnt that much in the past so this could be one sided or max never realized the crush and your muse was like?? are you dense in the head or current crushes
fwb/set up dates - max probably is very new to fwb she likes men and women physically and is trying to live life now rather than just being a teachers pet and behind a camera. so hookups would be very random whatever works.
did u need a photographer - literally any reason literally any just throw it out there she needs money for her black coffee and fucking vinyl records annoying ass.
roommate - definitely 1 or 2 roommates would be cool she is a messy housemate cups on the bedside table polaroids lefts on the random surfaces shes organized chaos.
goes out together - for dinner instead of doing homework goes to parties together maybe they broke into a building or like took pictures on the traintracks in the middle of the night. roadtripped or anything.
like siblings - max has never had a sibling she was raised on only child ( god that explains why she is the way she is ) so i would love someone who is like a sibling to her.
tried to start something - max has tried to be in a band tried to start a buisness where she like did ink prints of teeth and put them on shirts and tried to sell them. knitting club. book club. roller skating. she tries so many things and gives them up.
it appears that no matter what life little miss jane ives is living , fate will not be kind to her. when uploaded to the cloud , hawkins’ lab was brought along with her ----- and she ended right back inside of it. forced back into her old life , which even with a memory wipe , was a lot like riding a bike. for years , history repeated itself , while eleven sat idly by. miserable , hurt , but unable to do anything about it. completely unaware that she could. but about a year ago , everything changed. eleven had a dream about her a distant life ----- one where she was on the outside , living like a normal girl. before then , she had never thought it possible. in a fit of emotion , eleven tapped into her powers and released hell on hawkins lab.
after ‘ the incident ’ , the salvatore school for the young & gifted stepped in. after all , young people with supernatural tendencies were pretty much their business. they saved eleven from getting lost in the foster system , and enrolled her into the school ----- though considering her lack of training or education over the years , she wasn’t exactly a normal student. trying to play catch up on things people usually learn over the course of a lifetime hasn’t been easy , but she’s trying. though she could really do without feeling like a freakshow 24 / 7.
[ EXPOSITION ] MEMORIES ,
most of el’s memories are relatively clear. she remembers 95% of the story , though everything goes black after she finds out that hopper ‘ died ’ in the battle of starcourt. she doesn’t remember being adopted by the byers. if she concentrates hard enough , she can picture the faces of her friends. but their names are lost to her. that being said , el can remember what they were to her ( friend , boyfriend , father , etc ).
[ CONNECTIONS ] WANTED ,
FELLOW EXPERIMENTS. read this post. el , obviously , was a part of side b : the corrupted. while some experiments might’ve been willing or temporary ( which meant they got to leave ) , el was not. she lived there , full time , against her will. ideally , fellow experiments would be someone she bonded with while they were there. people bonded by trauma and confusion makes for a very , very strong bond. they could’ve tried to protect each other , or perhaps tried to take care of each other after being experimented on.
TUTORS. because el never went to school , or learned how to read or write , it’s impossible for her to be in any kind of school system since being rescued. instead , she’s got tutors , who are essentially helping her learn the basics that people learn in childhood ---- eventually working their way up. they meet multiple times a week. el on the lowkey has a fondness for them , and she envies them because they’re so smart.
ROOMMATE. now that she’s been rescued from hawkins lab , el has been placed at the salvatore school for the young & gifted. if your character also lives on campus , they could be roomies. if they can’t room together , they can still be acquaintances.
NEW FRIEND. one of few people that eleven actually feels comfortable around. this person doesn’t see el as a freakshow , but as an actual person. they’re helping el find her way in a free world ---- and all that comes with being a free person. exploring her identity , encouraging her trying new things , etc. it’s a very special , pure bond and they’ve gotten very close out of nowhere.
CRUSHES. around them , el gets all nervous and dorky and it’s just pure. or they have a crush on her , and she literally never notices because why would she.
uploading data … ⟳ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴 ! welcome , ORPHEUS. a long way from hadestown , huh ? hm … a ??? year old waiter who looks like ??? — could be worse. i heard you were at MYSTIC GRILL when we un - glitched , & you ( gasped ]. still the AUTHENTIC & NAIVE type , that’s why [ red carnations, crumpled up sheet music ]’s totally your vibe. the memory of TURNING AROUND is hazy , but maybe the ( guitar ) waiting for you at the pawn shop’ll bring clarity. + demigod , male [ he/him ] , demisexual. uploaded by CARE ( 21+ , she/her ].
B A S I C S T A T S
name: orpheus
also known as: orpheus calliope
source(s): hadestown && the greek myth of orpheus & eurydice
S O U R C E C O D E
trigger warning(s) for: death ; spoilers for: hadestown && the greek myth of orpheus & eurydice
❝ don't ask why, brother, don't ask how he could have come so close. the song was written long ago. and that is how it goes. it's a sad song ; it's a sad tale ; it's a tragedy. it's a sad song, but we sing it anyway... ❞
history repeats itself. the tale of orpheus and eurydice stems from an old greek myth. the son of a muse falls in love with a girl. he’s so enamored by her, and yet... he seems too occupied writing his song ( a song that would bring the world back into tune ) that he hardly noticed she left.
he traveled all the way to hell hadestown to bring back his love. he appeared to be too late. she had already signed her life away, but orpheus wasn’t leaving... not without his wife. thus, he played the king hades his song, his epic. it was so beautiful, that hades struck him a deal: eurydice could leave, following behind him, but she would be doomed to hadestown forever if he turned around.
and they almost made it too. eurydice was behind him the entire way. right as he reached the light, doubt set in. he turned around, and right before his eyes, saw his wife disappear for good. he doomed her. it was all for naught.
their story is but a song stuck on replay. will the cloud be any different?
H A R D R E S E T
orpheus was a foster kid, fate never being fair to the poor kid. however, he seemed blissfully unaware of his predicament. he was fortunate enough to at least have a good parental figure / foster parent. he didn’t care so much, as long as he could play his music, write his song.
the boy is also blissfully unaware of how special he is. he is able to pick up any instrument and know how to play it. when he plays, or even just sings, it can seem like the world is singing / dancing along. it’s nothing too noticeable, though. perhaps a new flower sprouts where it hadn’t before, or the grass waves without so much as a breeze.
orpheus comes off as a sort loner. it’s not that he’s disinterested in being social or making relationships, but he always seems preoccupied. he’s writing a song that he knows, yet doesn’t. there a words somewhere, but he hadn’t yet found them... even when he’s working ( waiter at the mystic grill ) he brings his guitar to play in the back. truly, he’s quite the musical annoyance... and no, he doesn’t take requests usually.
R E - L O A D
his memories returning, orpheus isn’t sure where he is in his loop. not that he was ever aware of the loop, but... the sense of deja vu is strong. he can’t help but wonder... maybe he will see eurydice. perhaps... perhaps he just needs to rewrite the song... the song...
uploading data … ⟳ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴 ! welcome , ADORA. a long way from she-ra , huh ? hm … a twenty year old personal trainer who looks like FLORENCE PUGH — could be worse. i heard you were at MACLARENS PUB when we un - glitched , & you ( ran home to try and transform into she-ra ]. still the brave & dense type , that’s why [ high pony tails, sore muscles, & a heart of gold ]’s totally your vibe. the memory of SAVING ETHERIA is hazy , but maybe the ( sword of power ) waiting for you at the pawn shop’ll bring clarity. + human first one , cisfemale [ she/her ] , lesbian.
CANON: adora is she-ra, princess of power. she was raised in the horde from a young age along with catra, though eventually defected and joined the rebellion when she found the sword of power and realized that the horde was attacking innocent people. she realized she was she-ra, the princess of power, and joined the princess alliance against the horde to stop them from hurting anyone else. fighting for years, the two armies went back and forth before hordak, leader of the horde, built a portal to return to his creator, horde prime. they discovered a weapon that would destroy all magic in etheria, with adora as the key. in order to keep anyone else from using it, she destroyed the sword as the planet was pulled through to where horde prime was located. she lost her ability to turn into she ra as a result of losing the sword, and had to fight to help keep people safe as just plain old adora. with friends trapped and others falling under horde prime’s mind control, the only thing left to do was activate the fail safe. in the end, she managed to overcome with the help of catra, and they all lived happily ever after.
CLOUD: here, adora is just herself. shes always been sporty, always loved working out and self defense classes. she grew up in a without a family still, the orphanage being the closest thing to a family she had. she was on the softball team all through middle and high school, and one of the best in track and field. she was perfectly, naturally normal, something she loved for herself. she knew she wanted to do something with sports or fitness for her future, and loves that she’s become a personal trainer, helping people learn the best way to train themselves. her favorite place is the welcoming atmosphere of maclarens pub, where she can sit and watch sports and eat some of the best food ( in her own opinion ), however she has a soft spot for the lighthouse as well, and finds herself climbing to the top at least once a week. Something about the height makes her comforted, something she can’t quite pin down -- until recently. Now, with her memories ( mostly ) restored, adora knows it reminds her of happy times with catra, bow, and glimmer in high places. even though she has those memories back, some things are still blurry, but she wants to try and remember everything she can. I mean, wouldn’t you want to know everything if you suddenly found out you could turn into an eight foot warrior lady who saved the world ??
CONNECTION IDEAS: friends from high school, people she meets up with at maclarens, people she’s met at the gym she works at or just seen around the lighthouse. clients for work.
uploading data … ⟳ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴 ! welcome , RONAN NIALL LYNCH. a long way from The Raven Cycle, huh ? hm … a twenty year old farmer who looks like AUBREY JOSEPH — could be worse. i heard you were at LOCKBOX when we un - glitched , & you ( swore under your breath]. still the abrasive & secretive type , that’s why [leather bracelets, shaved head, and a raven perched on your shoulder]’s totally your vibe. the memory of LIVING AT THE FARM WITH OPAL is hazy , but maybe the ( translator box ) waiting for you at the pawn shop’ll bring clarity. + human , cismale [ he/him ] , homosexual. uploaded by MEGAN ( 24 , she/her, CST].
TW: death, night terrors, murder, alcohol, drugs
(Spoilers for The Raven Cycle under the cut)
Ronan's smile was sharp and hooked as one of the creature's claws. "'A sword is never a killer; it is a tool in the killer's hand'."
BIOGRAPHY
According to Niall Lynch, Ronan had been special from the day he had been born. He claimed as often as he could that the day Ronan was born the rivers dried up and the cattle in Rockingham County wept blood. It hadn’t been until he was older that he understood why his father waxed poetry about the middle son instead of Declan or Matthew. It was because Ronan was just like him-- a dreamer. Ronan and Niall both had a special power; they had the ability to pull anything from a dream. Niall specifically had used that power to build a wealth for their family, guaranteeing that his sons would never go wanting. Niall sold those dream artifacts to collectors but he had made a mistake. He had invented a story about the Greywaren, a magic object that was supposed to pull things from the users dreams. Niall Lynch was killed in pursuit of the Greywaren.
Ronan was the one who had found his father, brutally murdered in the driveway. He would never be the same, something that only seemed more apparent when Niall’s will forbid any of his sons from visiting their home, the Barns, and everything in it (including their mother.) Ronan moved in with his best friend Gansey and was forever changed.
Ronan didn’t sleep much, but when he did his dreams came in dark waves. Even the best of them, the ones filled with light and joy, wound up ending in darkness. Never quite in control of his powers, Ronan would occasionally bring something back from his dream-- but it wasn’t always what he wanted. One night Ronan brought back a night terror and much like in his dreams, it attacked him. If Noah hadn’t come in when he did, Ronan would have died-- most people thought it was an attempt Ronan made on his own. He didn’t correct them, though he wondered if it would make any difference.
Ronan coped in many ways, most notably by drinking and going out street-racing in Niall’s old BMW-- a relic he had stolen from the Barns to spite his older brother, Declan. He skipped school and hunted down Glendower, making a surprising amount of friends along the way. In all honesty, he spent most of his days (and nights) just avoiding any rational thoughts. He made it impossible think about anything but the present, his mind as hellish and fast as the car he drove.
It wasn’t until much later, after Adam had made a promise to the magical forest (that he helped create) that Ronan came clean to his friends, telling them of one of the few secrets he held. Ronan hated lying more than anything, but he had made a promise to his father a long time ago that he would never tell anybody what he was capable of. It felt good to come clean, though he wasn’t sure even then they entirely understood what it meant. Hell, he wasn’t sure he understood. That summer had been more crazy than others. Ronan learned how to better control his powers (thanks to a deranged dreamer, Kavinsky, and his green pills), found the man who killed his father, and nearly watched his younger brother explode. He came to realize a few things that summer, one of which was this; if Ronan ever died, his brother Matthew would cease to exist. He would slip into a coma much like their mother had because much like Aurora Lynch, Matthew had been pulled from a dream. Ronan’s dream.
It was in the fall that Ronan’s ambitions became clear. He continued to skip school as much as he could get away with, spending most of his time at the Barns (courtesy of a loophole in his father’s will) in hopes of creating a cure for the sleepers, as he called them. He hoped to find a way for them to be able to live on even when the dreamer died. But the search for Glendower wasn’t over and things were going horribly wrong. Someone had freed a demon and that demon was unmaking everything he had built, starting with Cabeswater. He started to dream of black boo, oozing through the world he had built. It was a race to find Glendower, to get the favor promised by legends before the demon could unmake him as well. Before it could destroy everything he loved.
They found Glendower, but it didn’t make a difference. He was dead and there was no favor. They needed a miracle-- No. They needed something worse. They needed death. A purposeful death, one to happen on the ley line, and they needed it right then. Slipping between consciousness, Ronan wasn’t able to watch it happen. What he knew was what he had been told later, which was blue flowers spilling from the car, raining blood, and a kiss. And then Gansey was dead. He woke to find his best friend laying in the middle of the road dead and in a moment of pure rage and another indescribable emotion, Ronan let the others see him for what he truly was. A sad, weak boy.
It was Adam’s idea that saved Gansey, but Ronan’s execution-- the two seemed to work together like that a lot it seemed- but what mattered was that it worked, more or less. And with everything right in the world, Ronan went to the one place he could call home. He went back to the Barns.
CLOUD MEMORIES
Ronan’s memories in the cloud are much different than his true life. He never knew his parents and as far as he was concerned, that was fine. He grew up in the foster system, passing from family to family, all who decided they couldn’t handle him. It was hard to deal with a kid filled with so much indescribable rage, especially when he kept manifesting items that shouldn’t exist. Many foster homes chalked him up as a thief and sent him on his way-- one even claimed him to be demonic. But after switching families so often he finally found one that decided he was worth keeping. It was there he met Orpheus, his brother in everything but name and blood. He liked it there and though it was never easy to be happy when you were haunted by nightmares that didn’t always stay in your dreams, he found himself content with the people he called a family. He had friends, too. He remembered meeting Adrien Agreste when he was a kid and they hit it off quickly, making him fast friends with Peter Parker as well. But Ronan was still a hot headed kid and despite the supportive family by his side, he fell into surprisingly similar habits. When his foster parent learned about his powers he was sent to Xavier’s, under the assumption that he was a meta-human. Though he wasn’t, he still learned how to better hone the magic and when bad things escaped from his dreams he had help fighting them off. Now graduated (scraping by the skin of his teeth, thanks to his tutor Adam) Ronan works on a farm with goals to have his own. He still goes to Xavier’s from time to time to mentor the students there. Though his teaching methods are unorthodox, he’s surprisingly good with children.
NOW
Ronan doesn’t really remember. Not yet at least. He gets flashes of memories, of cloven hoofed little girls and trees that speak latin, but he hasn’t quite been able to put together a reason for them. Those memories have started to sneak into his dreams and he wonders if that’s all it is, another dream come to life, but he hasn’t taken much time to think about it. Maybe he’ll stop by the pawn shop, they say they have an item waiting for him that could clear things up. He’ll have to decide whether he trusts them or not first.
hihi angels ! arden here, with a triumvirate of kickass ladies — of whom i’ll provide glossaries just under the cut. i am so so grateful to be here amidst such wonderful writers and characters, and cannot wait to get to know everyone :0) please leave a ♡ if you’d like to plot with hayley, allison or bellatrix ( or perhaps even all of them ) and i will approach you via ims ! this got way too long so please don’t hesitate to ask for a tldr when we plot :D have a wonderful day ahead, stay safe ! trigger warnings : death, murder, pregnancy
* arc one, 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐄𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋.
born as andrea labonair into one of the reigning families in an apex wolf clan in new orleans
parents were murdered shortly after her birth but she was retrieved from the city and spent both infancy and adolescence in a loving foster home — that is, until she turned fifteen and made her first unwarranted kill under a full moon, thereby triggering her werewolf shift
from then on time started to crosshatch and coagulate into one singular endeavour to learn about her late parents, and on that path she was swindled, lied to, and, needless to say, never found the closure she sought
she was still very young at that junction in time, callow and made foolish mistakes : tried to aid someone in severing ancient sire bonds that were far beyond her comprehension, helped the literal devil ( who then sent a proxy to assassinate her )
was saved from the grasp of untimely death by a certain original hybrid, with whom she then had a brief dalliance that would result in a pregnancy
and a pretty miraculous at that
cue a series of abysmally unfortunate events : had her throat slit moments after giving birth, had to send her daughter away to keep her safe from her vindictive grandmother, fought like hell to assume leadership of a wolf pack, married a man to coalesce several packs so that she could protect said daughter against her vindictive grandaunt, got cursed for #tryingit
after all that she was gifted with some wholly deserved albeit short - lived respite
aht aht
died again in front of and to protect her family
on the cloud, she’d have grown up and been happy in a middle class family, with both parents rooted firmly in the field of civil service then picked up their mantle to be a kindergarten teacher which i thought would suit her since she started out as a babysitter in canon and bc she is genuinely one of the strongest tv mothers i’ve seen in a long, long time she definitely would’ve retained that proclivity for nurturing and protecting
* arc two, 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓.
as i’m heading this off i realise all my muses have d worded on screen PXPZPXPZPPXZP
from young she’d been cultivated, systematically and clinically, into some weapon or sharp edge and sometimes i think she was the only one who got cut on it
besides her dad and maaaybe ( and it’s a hefty maybe ) her mum it’s hard to conjure the image of her receiving much affection in that family, what with a dogmatic grandfather and a psychopath for an aunt
adhering pretty closely to canon, she moved to beacon hills and for once had something other than hissing metal and bow strings to latch onto : made friends, fell in love with a boy who turned out to be of a species that her family hunted as tradition
in short she was thrown headfirst into an amalgamation of the supernatural and still managed to remain unerringly human and while she faltered and strayed many times ( i’m recalling her hunting down erica and boyd specifically but for those who never watched she was gaslighted into being very, very cruel ) she was driven near mad by her grandfather’s boot on her throat
was the key in saving her friends and cracking the code of killing a very imposing enemy but paid for it with her life
on the cloud, she’d have grown up either a rhythmic gymnast or judoka or something equally tactile, and then took the route to becoming a physical therapist ( now just in training but well on her way ) and i genuinely don’t think she would’ve taken an interest in archery before her memories flooded back which i think makes it all the more jarring
* arc three, 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐗 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊.
i honestly don’t know if i’m gonna be able to do her justice but i am for sure going to try my very best
a concise exemplification of first borns being the bearer of the brunt of family tradition, bella was such a first - born in a pure - blood family whose heads were fanatical pure - blood supremacists and as such she was raised in the same mould
a slytherin, highly intelligent and skilled and with a penchant for rebellion and to challenge, even defy the strictures
i do think that the prejudice against muggles she carried forth from her upbringing was pivotal in the exacerbation of her morality but i think she also in large part chose the road that she took
after graduating from hogwarts, she became one of the most vicious death eaters in a supervillain’s league
died in a pretty deserving way but i believe she never once faltered in her beliefs even if they were absolutely clapped
deviating a little from canon here but i prefer the narrative that she didn’t marry rodolphus and instead preferred to be unshackled by the notion of a family
falling asleep on my ass here but in this alternate life i see her favouring seclusion and isolation, flitting around almost like a nomad — an art curator and antiquities dealer, still very grandiose and with a profound obsession with opulence and eldritch horror but her cunning and sadism would be more psychological than physical bc i don’t think she could’ve gone around mass murdering in this universe and still get away with it PXPZPZPZPZ
