#shannon.

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shannon lesbian diaz took one look at the 14 year old boy that did ballroom dancing and said yeah sure that seems safe. and then boom. pregnant at high school graduation.

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"I go where you go"🤝"there was only one bed" : Sophie's bodyguards for some fucking reason

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theres a gnome named yuri in kotlc love is love

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has shannon lived in the town her entire life?

most of it, nonny! if you look at some of the skeletons, they allude to shannon and her family having moved to town when the twins were young, but of course that can be adjusted if the players of muse a & c have different ideas.

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Meet LEVITICUS “Levi” TERZAMINA. They are TWO THOUSAND and TWENTY years old and hail from COLCHESTER, ENGLAND. Levi embodies the star, HERSCHEL’S GARNET. They use he/him pronouns. Their faceclaim is JAMES MCAVOY.

Herschel’s Garnet reminds me of rain covered sidewalks, jars filled with brightly colored pebbles, the tragedy of growing up, birthday cake flavored everything, diving into open waters, double takes, found families, a hilarious lack of pop culture knowledge, #SaveTheTurtles, a monochromatic wardrobe, endless FroYo toppings, footsteps running along a wooden dock, seashells as decoration, and finding your voice.

BIOGRAPHY

You know who probably wasn’t born on 25 December, 0 A.D.? Jesus Christ. It was December, in Israel, and the shepherds were out in the fields; who’s going to believe that? But you know who was born at that time, on that day — not in Israel, but one could only get so close to being the Son of God or the collective minds of the populace would shatter — in England?

Levi ( or at least, that’s what he’s calling himself these days. ) And in his opinion, that’s just as good of a reason to celebrate, because he’s watching his sponsor slowly die out and waiting to discover what happens when your star becomes a black hole. He’s never seen anyone sponsored by a black hole before — doesn’t even know if it’s possible, if his magic will disappear, or if he’ll just blink out of existence as fast as you blink in when you’re born.

Yes, in fact, he does remember Boudicca and the siege. He’ll tell you pointedly, as a result of this, that most of Colchester Castle is not as Roman as he’s heard it claimed. After all, it was mostly destroyed.

Man is a disaster, but he’s picky about his history, even as he’s having his mid life crisis. Don’t judge him.

That’s the shitty thing about death: you never get that answer, because no one who has fully died can tell you. Maybe he’ll ask a necromancer or something.

But anyway, meet Leviticus “Levi” Terzamina: #1 proponent of “the year 0 is made up, and I know because I was born in it,” volunteer at Celathers museum who’s constantly trying to convince his bosses of the merits of a Drunk History tour, and Fairly Ancient British Man who is — if you can work out where terza mina came from, because of its origins — like many others tied to the most chaotic family on Earth.

If it sounds like he’s a man who’s permanently stuck in his mid-life crisis and trying to enjoy it like he could die any second ( having once compared himself to the Doctor when he introduced ‘dude’ to the medieval populace several centuries early ) well, that’s because he is. And maybe he’s a little less okay than he says he is but that’s fine, it’s all cool ( it’s not. He’s not feeling cool about it. )

He’s just trying to achieve everything he could possibly achieve before he bows out, but not knowing when that’s going to be, it manifests in sort of a rush. This is part of his 'getting an official magical education’ bucket-list goal, but it’s a lot more work and a lot more time than Levi was bargaining for.

Apparently the Ursas don’t think doing passably at graduating in a year is a good enough way to skate, and apparently he should be more mature than that.

Like he hasn’t heard that before.

( That, and he’s trying to find the fucker who scared the shit out of him. He’s heard rumours. )

INCLINATION

Herschel’s Garnet Star is entering its twilight years, and so it seeks out a sponsor that reflects that, purely because the life force of its sponsors is tied to that of the star; in exchange for this price, one is reminded of the phrase ‘jack of all trades, master of none, but better than a master of one,’ as they have been known to do moderately well at anything they attempt, regardless of previous experience or lack of it. It is, however — as only the star’s chosen will understand — hilariously ironic that they are also in fact a master of one, even if they are passable at everything else: they’re magnetically, infuriatingly likeable. They have a brilliant and blazing aura that seems to mean that in spite of themselves, those around them can’t help but like them, as though they’re drawn in, for better or for worse.

CONNECTIONS

Settle: This person is joined at the hip to Levi, and they’re the balance to his madness, trying to get him to do every task on his bucket list thoroughly and well — lest he regret it. He insists he won’t regardless, but they just know Levi better than Levi knows Levi.

Filling the role of Esther Hughes' Makeshift Therapy Group.

Penned by Shannon ★

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Meet ADAIR ALIGHERI. They are FOUR HUNDRED AND FORTY years old and hail from LONDON, ENGLAND. Adair embodies the star, MERAK. They use she/her pronouns. Their faceclaim is SAOIRSE RONAN.

Merak reminds me of the thankless existence of those without faith. for what hope can there be in the promise of oblivion when the void ( greedy, gaping maw ) is always there, always devouring? the liminal space of the human soul. shoes tilting between death and undeath over the edge of that void, that abyss. an entire wardrobe from primark. the nonchalance that comes with chewing gum. limber fingers playing ‘the tower’ by ludovico einaudi. your song must end soon, but the story never ends. the roll of a camera. a new youth of rental-films and horror novels. dream diaries. must be something in the water, or that you’re your mother’s daughter. .

BIOGRAPHY

Those are the words inked into Adair Alighieri’s skin — at least, that’s her surname this time — and a maxim she has lived by since she was very young indeed.

Her mother updates her, when it changes, but this has been static for some time now. Adair wonders whether that means she has finally found the person she is meant to be — if such a thing exists for her — and if it’s a sign that one day she will find it too.

( Both are, she realises, equally unlikely. )

While Lysandra does not remember her age or where she was born, Adair knows.

She’s four hundred and forty years old, and she was born shortly before an absolutely brilliant escape from the Tower of London after Elizabeth I of England finally caught on to the fact that her mother had been causing mayhem at the court for the past several years.

After all, said mother was quite attached to her head — in more ways than one — and wanted it to stay that way.

Now as one can imagine, Lysandra was never going to be a stellar parent. In fact, she did just about what she was expected to do, paid off a lord handsomely to take in said child, and disappeared before 'Queenie’ could decide to persist in taking off her head.

( Back to the mayhem: counselling the Queen on her relationship with her 'favourite,’ particularly after he got secretly married; encouraging her to banish the earl’s new wife from court in a moment of jealousy, and… sleeping with said Earl herself, just to be dramatic. When Lysandra says she fucked up the Elizabethan court, she means it; and that’s where little Adair came from. )

Lysandra had a well-established habit of corresponding by letter, and this was no such exception; Adair grew up knowing who her mother was, hiding the longer ones with descriptions of wild exploits from those raising her, until she got her mark and her powers.

Unable to control it, the family became plagued by nightmares while Adair soundly slept, and she described these at length. It didn’t take Lysandra particularly long to understand what was up with that and return for her then-sixteen year old daughter, seeing the mark of Merak; after her departure, the lord began spreading rumours of witchcraft, noticing that the nightmares left with the mysterious woman and her daughter.

When she arrived, Lysandra found notebooks in which her daughter had documented the nightmares, and as they travelled — Adair meeting those who wrote, and crafted creatively by means such as plays — she found a habit she’s persisted in to this day: testing out her ideas on people to see if they were sufficiently fear-fuelled.

Whether they travelled together or apart, they’ve definitely always been very aware of the 'like mother like daughter’ nature of their chaos for the last centuries, happy to encounter and re-encounter one another when they separated without much planning.

Both being drawn to chaos seemed to help with that.

It’s never been a typical family relationship, no, but for them it works.

Adair has tested out being young many times, going to university in various countries to take courses in writing & filmmaking and spectating the work of the greats.

Adair found her favourite time from the 70s onwards, back in London where she was born. A lot of things about the self she chose baffles Lysandra: the Primark wardrobe, the Walkman, the ferocity of her musical reviews. But she once said 'music is my Dostoevsky’ and then her mother simply nodded and seemed to get it.

( She tested out acting, sure, to get onto sets with the biggest directing names, but found that writing films was the best way to go. )

The difference between Lysandra and Adair is she doesn’t necessarily relish in destroying what she’s built when she gets bored, and she gets bored far less often.

There are plenty of people, after all, and people have a myriad of fears to mould nightmare-worlds from.

INCLINATION

Merak is known for their abilities in nightmare magic. They can dream walk, yes, but their gifts lie in creating your worst imaginings come to life, at least in your sleep. The current Merak is a little bit too happy to make your worst nightmares come to life. Obviously, they sleep in a single dorm, but you’d better be careful if you decide to have a cat nap on the grounds.

CONNECTIONS

Filling the role of Verena Bahk’s Secret Thing. 

Filling the role of Emmett Stephenson’s Jam Session.

Favourite Victim: For some reason, this person draws Adair in; their reactions are particularly vivid, or they just have particularly insane nightmares, or maybe they’re actually a horror movie buff who enjoys what Adair does in a sort of twisted way.

Penned by Shannon ★

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Meet LUCASTA. They are SIXTY-EIGHT years old and hail from LONDON, ENGLAND. Lucasta embodies the star, BELEL. They use she/her pronouns. Their faceclaim is LUCY BOYNTON.

Belel reminds me of a wedding ring flaunted in public, yet laid upon the dressing table in private. Whispered words of ‘but be the serpent under’t. Entitlement coursing through the ( blue ) bloodline. Betrayals, like axe-swings, digging into the bark of the family tree. Magazine-piles, and gossip-site Chrome windows. The Thrombey Family Theme (2019) by Nathan Johnson. False apologies & another person between the bedsheets, back pressed to a locked bedroom door and smiling. A rose-tinted past and inherited memories of heyday. .

BIOGRAPHY

Royalty may be a dying concept — their titles an indication of symbolism and standing as opposed to any true power, but in Europe it does continue to exist; and nowhere more intensely than in the United Kingdom. You still, of course, have your republicans and your royalists, your two sides both of whom believe completely that they are right. But the royals are indelibly a symbol of the British and their culture abroad, and such is not changed between the magic and mortal societies.

Magic has run in the British royal line for time immemorial, and yet ( to those without their own magic coursing in their veins )  it is a secret kept locked away within the walls of the palace. It is habitual for the family’s members to cover up their marks, and even — as in families of noble birth there is little concept of trust; brother has killed brother for less, and Richard III locked his nephews in the Tower of London — to hide them from each other.

The daughter of the family ( born in the same year her mother succeeded to the British throne ) was born first and yet, upon the birth of the Queens’ — yes, ‘queens’ was very much deliberate, as we love lesbian icons — first son, the first-born became the second in line.

The rules regarding the royal marriage may have been cast aside, yes, but those of succession had not been so treated; and being twelve years her brother’s elder, she was old enough to understand what had been taken from her. Old enough to confide it in her aunt, who knew the tale of the second perfectly.

How there would be an urge to find a marriage to some other noble family, this blue-blooded habit of entangling themselves with others so that they might expand their circle of influence: that’s how we ended up with the Habsburgs, many a royal advisor had pointed out reasonably ( and had been, for their troubles, ignored. )

Her aunt hadn’t necessarily had a leg to stand on when it came to her argument that she would be a better queen than her older sister, because — simply — her sister was older.

But Lucasta was older than her brother, and her aunt was adamant that she stand her ground about her right to the throne if she felt so strongly about it; her aunt became her confidante and mentor, guiding her on the path to take the throne from her brother, and she was the first that Lucasta showed her mark to: the mark of Belel.

And her aunt ( the Princess Royal ) was no fool; she knew that such a person could move worlds, if only they properly knew how. Any magical politician worth their salt sought to find the Belel-gifted and their way with words, and yet in some cruel irony ( for the politicians anyway ) it proved to be a royal. One of those to whom the world of parliaments is irretrievably closed.

However, some years later, her second prediction came to pass: marriage did come inevitably along.

Marriage to a Turkish family’s ‘final rose’ — no really, that was her name — and it was the beginning of a dynamic that should’ve been exclusive, but never was. However, the marriage was popular with the people, and Lucasta’s wife proved important for her image, so she continued to ’abide with it’ as she worked upon her true mission.

'Abide with it’ here meant 'continue, while cheating.’

Sowing the seeds of doubt and mistrust in her brother, who she had always talked down to and diminished, but now talked down about and diminished to others with her aunt’s participation and encouragement. Why the boy still loved Lucasta, why her wife still loved her, she could never say, and yet it didn’t seem prudent to dismiss them. It still doesn’t. 

When finally her parents conceded and letters patent were issued to adjust, the long game played by snide words and half-smiles, Lucasta became the Princess of Wales again: the heir. The heir, who they came to love; how could they not, a future Queen so well-spoken and whose words were so… meaningful?

And so she decided to attend Polaris, since a long-term charm offensive was over. However, it meant revealing her mark, and that means her brother — who decided to attend with her — now has some knowledge of how events may just have come to pass.

INCLINATION

Belel sponsors witches who are gifted in the particular magic of worth. That is, they can determine an item’s worth, and cast spells to make them worth more or less. Most Belels throughout history have been able to use this to their advantage, especially in terms of creating wealth, but the current Belel is also able to utilize their magic when it comes to words and self-worth. They can manipulate words to make them be valued more, depending on who the speaker is, or they can work on someone’s own self-worth. Sought after by magical politicians, Belel is truly someone whose magic can change the course of history.

CONNECTIONS

Filling the role of Docherty Hawthorne’s Misery Loves Company.

Taking Back the Crown: The brother Lucasta usurped to take his position as heir apparent to the British throne. Given that she covered up her mark — so no one could guess what she was doing — up until they came to Polaris, he had no idea what influence magic had upon what she’d done; but it’s always been a pretty negative relationship fuelled by Lucasta’s disdain. Talking down to him with words that just had an inexplicable weight, convincing their parents ( and him ) he just wasn’t fit for the throne… there’s so many reasons he ought to cut her off and out, but for some reason he can’t stop idolising her.

It’s Burning Down the Bloodline: Lucasta’s aunt — the Princess Royal — and her confidante. Partner in crime and right hand if you will; the aunt is the younger sister to Lucasta’s mother, the Queen, and she has lived her life in resentment. So when her niece confided the same feelings to her, she resolved to make sure that Lucasta did what she didn’t: acted upon it.

I Want It All: This muse is the person Lucasta is cheating on her wife with. It’s been going on for a while — perhaps their relationship even dates to pre-the arranged marriage — but now the pressure’s on: this muse wants to marry the next Queen of England, but Lucasta is reluctant to make the move to get divorced, or to admit that even this muse isn’t the only one in her life outside of her marriage.

Penned by Shannon ★