Sundays at Dynasty’s are always. The same handful of people come to drink their lives away while countless more tourists come to party their nights away. Whoever they are, alcohol had a way of loosening their lips. For noted eavesdropper Aldonza, it was a goldmine.
Right now she just finished filling a glass for her next customer, giving a practiced smile, hoping for them to strike a conversation with her.
( brigette lundy-paine. 26. nonbinary. they/them. ) the story of ROBIN HOOD now lives in the soul of ROBIN HOWELL, aged TWENTY-FOUR years. they’re a LOCAL, having been in woodvale for TWENTY-FOUR YEARS in the WEST as a LANDSCAPER. and yeah, they definitely have the vibes of ROBIN HOOD with the powers of TELEKINESIS, don’t you think? ( chandler, 25, she/they, est, 5/7, there’s none that i know of yet! ) @folkloremsintro
ABOUT ROBIN
grew up in a rich family on the north side of town but absolutely hated it. dad was a lawyer and mom was a lawyer. robin saw them as the worst of the worst.
despised seeing the excess they were living in while others were struggling to make it through the day
when they were 18, they peaced out from their family and started their own landscaping business to support themself. it wasn’t their passion, but they had a lawn mower and a solid work ethic. their first customers came from the north side, people robin grew up around. during one of their gigs, they accidentally broke a piece of pottery at someone’s house. not wanting to get into trouble, they cleaned it up and hoped the owners wouldn’t mention it - they never did. this was the incident that gave robin the idea that’d change their life. these rich folks had shit they didn’t care about that was worth a ton of money - money that robin knew could genuinely help out so many people. so, robin started stealing things from the homes they worked at. it took finesse - some households were more likely to notice than others, how to liquidate the items, etc, etc, but they’ve turned it into something successful. they even expanded the business a couple years ago to include some employees - merry men landscaping, as they call themselves.
lives in the west of woodvale. robin knows its reputation, but for them, they’ve never felt more at home
skilled with a gun - growing up, their father taught them how to shoot guns for sport and now robin always keeps one close by
robin isn’t an asshole. they can be cheeky and playful, but when it comes down to it, if they believe you’re a decent human being, they’ll have your back right down the line. once you’re a friend of robin’s, you’re a friend forever.
WANTED CONNECTIONS
merry men!!! : these are ppl who work for robin’s landscaping/theft business, but not only do they work together, they’re tight. robin is ride or die for their ppl and they only work with those who are the same
helpers : these are ppl who help with the business but aren’t necessarily in it. i’m thinking pawn shop owner/worker, maids/butlers, etc, etc
childhood buds: people robin grew up with in the north (possibly still good friends or have grown apart since robin moved)
targets: people robin “works for” but actually steals from
beneficiaries: people robin gives the money to - these are people who just need a lil help and robin helps them (not always monetarily like yes, that’s the core of the business, but they’re always willing to lend a hand in other ways as well. they love a challenge)
anything and everything!! these are just some ideas to get things rolling!!
( cindy kimberly. 25. cis woman. she/her. ) the story of DISNEY FAIRIES now lives in the soul of VIDIA BATARI, aged TWENTY-FIVE years. they’re a NEWCOMER, having been in woodvale for TWO YEARS in the WEST as a SINGER / STREET RACER. and yeah, they definitely have the vibes of VIDIA with the powers of AIR MANIPULATION, don’t you think? ( eva, 25+, she/her, cst. ) @folkloremsintro
ABOUT
tw: fire, death
rather expectantly, her parents were never quite the stable, healthy folks you’d see in a well-to-do household, their many travels leading to vegas when vidia was around seven years. it would be the last place they settled as a family, their lives already on the fringes by then. Her mother was a housewife, dedicating her life to her husband and daughter’s happiness and never her own. It always struck vidia as a terrible way to exist, a form of entrapment she never cared for. her father, a militant pilot who praised diligence and traditionalism over all else, as his father before him, would see his ideals crumble after years abroad. somehow, he’d become a lesser man, a lesser person than he once was and he’d grown angry, in time. at himself for his weakness, at others for not seeing his fading greatness — at his inability to just be as he once was, with his mind unraveling, decaying at the seams. a pathetic drunk, an abusive husband to a wife that’d given up everything. barely much of a father. that was his legacy. he would die in a fire of his own design, a bittersweet image that still haunts vidia to this day.
following this, vidia and her mother fell into something of a spiral, with her mother seeking comfort in equally terrible men and vidia herself seeking acceptance and a home in other forms — be it in friends up to no good, the streets, or eventually some semblance of a music career. it was racing, specifically, that would result in her string of lockups on account of the associated crime that came along with her newer passion. and it was her status as a fugitive of the law after taking the fall for someone else, an ex in fact, that eventually led vidia to slip into the scenic town of woodvale, having mistakenly believed it was her ticket to temporary salvation while evading the worst of the punishment. her being stuck now seems like far worse a sentence than anything she could rightly conceive.
ABILITY
aerokinesis — she can shape and manipulate air, however, the stronger the current, the more energy and stamina it requires. the speed and pressure of this air is also affected by her physical state and she cannot create air from nothing, only manipulate what surrounds her. fire and electricity may hinder this skill further, and as her hands are the driving force behind this talent, she is useless when they are bound.
HEADCANONS
before realizing there was no way out, vidia invited her mother to join her in woodvale in an effort to ensure the woman’s safety and keep an eye on her. as before, vidia serves as her ungrateful mother’s meal ticket these days, securing funds for her whenever possible and still caring for her to some extent despite the woman being holed up with some filth of a man near the west side of town. vidia also visits when she can, though her mother doesn’t appear to mind one way or the other lately, blaming the girl for her predicament
on the chance she doesn’t have a race or performance for the evening, she'll typically make use of her time nursing a drink at the bar unless she happens upon some quick scheme or side job for cash, which her natural greed would prevent her from refusing most often. she is also ridiculously poor most of the time, on account of her pouring her funds into her vehicles or her mother rather than the usual living expenses, so refusing is typically a one-way ticket to starvation
gambling, while her usual choice in crime, is one she’s actually fairly terrible at if it doesn’t involve a vehicle of some sort. a lot of her connections in general are related to criminals and various criminal actions committed
vidia holds something of a biker grunge sense of style — ripped skinny jeans and plenty of fishnet, barely-there dresses, exposing vintage tanks and tees. she owns far too much leather and lace and enough plaid to make a statement, often accompanied by vintage ring sets and dangling necklaces. she believes in immodesty and surely it’s apparent
vidia is something of an insomniac. and given her tendencies to wander about at night rather than sleep, keeping to goodness knows what, her internal clock is terribly off balance. a good portion of the time, she’s late to most things during the day due to her eternal struggle to actually get out of bed when necessary
plums are her absolute favorite food and they might be the only edible thing she keeps in her kitchen regularly enough, when she can afford it
she has an arrow tattoo positioned near her right wrist, extending a partial length of her forearm. a set of angel wings in 'tramp stamp' form also decorate her skin. she also has far too many piercings. ears, naval, tongue — you name it, she's likely spiked a hole through it at some point
her usual vehicle is a hennessey venom gt, rated one of the fastest cars in the world. sporting a brilliant shade of imperial purple, it’s an easy mark to make in the streets. as an alternative, as it’s a little less conspicuous, she’ll ride through town on a kawasaki ninja zx-14r. also in a custom, darker byzantium hue, its right side is decked out in stardust
WANTED
bring me your criminals, your petty thieves, your outcasts
other disney fae naturally, maybe even the dragon from her stories
those who would use her mother against her or just use her past against her in general
fellow musicians or the band she might regularly perform with
bar buddies, party friends, drug dealers, fellow terrible influences
former flings, exes, even weirdly undefined romances still in play if you will
labels : the bibliophile , the catalyst , the halcyon .
neighborhood : the west .
occupation : manager at willows book store & waitress at berries and burgers .
family : lynette french ( mother , deceased . ) maurice french ( father . )
aesthetics : slender fingers brushing against bookcases , a honey toned voice matched with a sweet smile , the lingering smell of baked bread in the early hours of the morning ,
power : hallucikinesis . - her power is to make people see things that aren’t really there . since she is currently unaware of this ability , i don’t imagine she can make people see anything too out of the ordinary yet . it’s mainly small things , like little flashes of things , like animals or people . though as she learns about it , it would move to things that can resemble one’s desires , fears , e.c.t.
faceclaim : hande ercel .
BIO : — TW : mentions of death , cancer .
belle was raised by her single father , maurice . her mother died during childbirth , and her father being deeply in love with her mother and unable to see his life with anyone else , decided to never remarry . he instead raised belle alone the two of them living in a run down trailer in the trailer park . she helped out around the house to make things easier , and as soon as she was old enough , she got her first job at the bookstore . the same bookstore she eventually worked up to being a manager in .
growing up without a mother was hard , but her father did good at playing both parts . he went around to other mothers in the neighborhoods , asking them to give him lessons on hairstyling and picking out clothes . he was so happy the first time he braided her hair successfully . the two of them are truly best friends , and did everything together . morning bike rides , shopping , sunday feasts , played sports . even doing the small things like running errands with her father made her happy .
she never had that many friends . a lot of people viewed belle as weird , or a loner . she was the girl who sat in the corner lost in the pages of the books in her hand . she did try to make some friends , but she really didn’t need them . she was always very independent , and her imagination ran wild enough to keep herself entertained . she spent a great deal of time in the library . she swears she’s read every book in there , even the ones that didn’t seem too interesting .
school was something she was very passionate about . she loves to learn , and excelled in all of her classes . she knew she had to do well in school to achieve her dream of getting her and her father into a cute little house in the south side , and land a job as a teacher . everything was planned out in her head , until she hit a bump in her plan . her father was diagnosed with cancer. only in her first year of college , belle made the decision to put her schooling on hold . forcing her father to quit his job , she took up a second one and took on the task of taking care of him . money is still currently tight with her father’s medical bills , and she is getting desperate for money . that doesn’t stop her from putting on a fake smile however , and going about as if everything is just fine .
she has a golden lab named ollie , who is only a few years old . he is a pain in the ass , and a master escape artist . belle is always chasing him around the town , trying to get him back home or at the very least out of everyone’s yards .
PERSONALITY :
she is a pretty confident and outspoken person . not in a way that she’s rude about it , but belle is not afraid to speak her mind and stand up for her beliefs , herself , or other people . she doesn’t really concern herself with the opinions of others , and doesn’t really like being told what to do . she has always done her own thing , not afraid of being herself . she is stubborn and set in her ways . once she makes up her mind , there is no changing it .
belle would give someone the shirt off her back if she saw someone in need . she’s always willing to lend a helping hand , even if its someone she doesn’t know them . she doesn’t like to ask for help herself , so she tends to put others before herself . for the most part , she is a very friendly , and good hearted person . she likes to make the best out of everything , and tries to keep a positive mindset . she is definitely the mom friend , and the type of person to bake someone sweets to welcome them to town .
( yoo jimin. 22. cis female. she/her. ) the story of PETER PAN now lives in the soul of WENDY DELMONTE, aged TWENTY-TWO years. they’re a NEWCOMER, having been in woodvale for TWO YEARS in the SOUTH as a COLLEGE STUDENT. and yeah, they definitely have the vibes of WENDY DARLING with the powers of DREAM WALKING, don’t you think?
( giuseppe maggio. 33. cis man. he/him. ) the story of LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD now lives in the soul of BIAGIO “BIGBY” WOLF, aged THIRTY-THREE years. they’re a NEWCOMER, having been in woodvale for FOUR YEARS in the NORTH as the OWNER OF COSMIC. and yeah, they definitely have the vibes of THE BIG BAD WOLF with the powers of SHAPESHIFTING, don’t you think?
( park chaeyoung. 25. cis woman. she/her. ) the story of ALICE IN WONDERLAND now lives in the soul of ALICE LIDDELL, aged TWENTY-FIVE years. they’re a LOCAL, having been in woodvale for TWENTY-FIVE YEARS in the NORTH as a WOODVALE COLLEGE STUDENT / CLERK AT WILLOW’S. and yeah, they definitely have the vibes of ALICE with the powers of PATHOKINESIS, don’t you think?
! tw: fire, family death !
MY WONDERLAND’S SHATTERED
! tw: fire, family death !
disclaimer: this specific retelling of alice is based off a series of video game (tw: fire, abuse, violence, horror) especially the second entry of the series. i’m willing to help walk you through her portrayal that might differ from the classics we all know !!
( lex scott davis. thirty. cis woman. she/her. ) the story of ROBIN HOOD now lives in the soul of MARION GREENWOOD, aged THIRTY years. they’re a LOCAL, having been in woodvale for THIRTY YEARS in the NORTH as an EXECUTIVE ASSISTANT TO THE MAYOR & COUNCIL. and yeah, they definitely have the vibes of MAID MARIAN with the powers of ANIMAL SOUL, don’t you think? @folkloremsintro
ABOUT
TW: death, prostitution
marion was born into a life of relative prestige and privilege, primarily on account of her familial political ties and law-serving in the form of cops or lawyers. the greenwoods, meant to lead by example and protect their public image by any means, did their level best to live up to reputation in every way except for where it counted: when the doors were closed. addiction and corruption ran rampant through her family line, the usual understanding of power in wealth turning even the best of her brethren crooked in some form or another.
and so it should come as little surprise that marion’s life itself, despite appearances, was far from perfect.
her mother was a prostitute, primarily serving men of great religion or connection, and thus her mother in name only, as her father refused to take on the shame of marrying a woman he considered beneath him. less so upon discovering her .. condition, the news of her pregnancy in their steady time together ( at his request, as surely no man was allowed to touch what was his ) hardly bringing the joy she wished. his father, a former chief of police, would surely never let him hear the end of it should he even consider otherwise, and instead encouraged a union between his son and a family friend — a woman with the proper connections, a decent standing. and this woman, this eleanor, would present herself accordingly — marion herself long under the impression that eleanor was of blood relation until she uncovered otherwise and chose to keep this secret, and others she may have discovered, well into her years. even at their sudden passing — a situation claimed as poor circumstance, a matter of wrong place, wrong time to cover up any possible scandal — when she would come into the guardianship of her uncle john and fall into his darker world of manipulation and treachery. she kept their lies to herself. she maintained their pristine image. because it was expected. and marion would do little else beyond what was expected — even these days. at least on the surface. to shame her father otherwise, her family publicly, was a death sentence and frankly, rather impractical. there were better ways to maneuver, she’d learn, better ways to break the trend of corruption and betrayal her family had encouraged.
she had come to the decision, rather early in her years, in fact, to fight them from the inside. them, and all the others like them that had disenfranchised those that counted on them and abused the power bestowed upon them. because they were wrong. when marion heard the stories of those of lesser means than she, who only wished for better for themselves and those around, she listened. she learned. she’d bide her time, work her way through, and pursue what mattered.
the journey to that goal? of lesser importance.
ABILITY
ANIMAL SOUL — possesses the soul of an animal within her human body, permitting her animal-like capabilities, however, this has a limited scope. she can only mimic one creature at a time and her actual size only allows for so much. she also cannot physically transform into these creatures and the longer she chooses to impersonate them, the more setbacks she incurs. this includes things like prolonged sensitivity to ultrasonic waves or easily triggered rage, becoming more animal than human.
SPECIFIC SOULS
WOLF — powerful bite, enhanced endurance, enhanced senses (smell, hearing and sight), enhanced strength, enhanced tracking, tracking evasion, temperature regulation, predator instinct
her parents passed when she was younger in age. she’s been in the custody of her uncle since and their relationship is a little messy, frankly. there have been no confirmations regarding what’s occurred or why regarding her parents, just that it was spun as a sad set of events on account of the family buying silence. considering where and how they were found, however, marion has her own opinions on the matter of her father and his wife’s passing
her uncle’s connections, in part, secured her current position with the mayor and council, allowing her access to those she otherwise wouldn’t be able to pursue
marion is a philanthropist and activist, volunteering her time to those in need, utilizing her wealth to support causes that matter, and raising her voice to speak out for those that cannot, albeit in subtler fashions. unless her uncle believes the publicity might be of some use
marion is also a huge workaholic
very lois lane meets sawyer of cats don't dance, if that gives you an idea of personality
despite her appearance as an upstanding individual, marion has often broken laws in the services of others and has a terrible trend for pursuing those most would consider questionable, at best. romantically or otherwise
marion is a talented archer and fencer and a decent kickboxer. her father wanted a son, and upon discovering she was not this, decided it was still worthwhile to instill in her proper methods of protection. no child of his would be weak in any sense
WANTED
the rich and well-off, the connected, the political
though i'll likely be placing a wc separately, a guy of gisborne would be lovely
the criminally inclined? or just those questionable or unconventional sorts frankly. specifically in exes or even odd associates
those she’s secretly supported in some fashion
those that know of or are connected to her uncle or robin, for that matter
any and all, truly. i’m quite flexible and love all ideas
