#stv:welcome

[yohanxrhee-blog]

An intro to Yohan Rhee, the poster child of the Lawful Good movement who wants to relocate to Jupiter or smth. Find more info under the cut!

Almost one year ago, Yohan returned from the Upside Down, where he had been lost. Once he got back, he pretty much sealed himself away from everyone and everything. He is only recently starting to integrate himself back into society.

He will not talk about the Upside Down, and only part of that is due to the secrecy agreement he had to sign - as far as he is concerned, what happened in the Upside Down, stays in the Upside Down.

That would all be fine if it wasn’t for the fact that he has come back inherently changed. He’s having visions of a place he doesn’t know but is somehow familiar with, and experiencing flashes of complex emotion that don’t feel human.

He is Arden’s little brother and he adores him.

Yohan was the President of the Astronomy Club in school and also a proud member of the AV Club - he loves space and radios (also read as: BIG NERD).

He currently works as an EMT and is training in fire science because yknow, Lawful Good(tm).

Is flat broke.

Loves his mom.

Will love you too if you give him snacksI’

I’m currently working on a Connections page, so please let’s chat because all of your characters are so beautiful!

[lucybishara]

howdy friends!! my name is emily and i play lucy bishara, your local bard + wine enthusiast. under the cut you’ll find some headcanons and fun facts for this lovely lil lady!!

graingerville born and raised

lucy is one of those people who believes that every stranger is just a friend she hasn’t met yet

she’s usually very talkative and touchy feely and one of those people who always seems to be running at 100%. if she’s not her usually chipper + chatty self, you know something is wrong

she is #bisexual and a serial flirter, whether she’s aware of it or not. is she being super friendly or is she genuinely making a move?? who knows, your guess is as good as hers

lucy likes to name her stuff- her two most notable posessions are lady, the acoustic guitar she’s had since she was 12, and benny, her rusty piece of junk truck who she loves dearly and talks to because yes, she’s that kind of person

lucy also likes to give people nicknames and will play around with a few different ones before she finds the perfect one for each person

when lucy plays her music, it’s under the stage name b.c. holloway. it’s half a tribute to her mom- her mom used to call her buttercup when she was a kid and her mom’s maiden name was holloway- and half because she doesn’t think luncinda/lucy bishara is a name people would pay to see

to save money, she’s still living with her dad and no, she’s not thrilled about it

she desperately wants a dog, but her dad is allergic, so she settles for a rather plump squirrel that lives in her backyard. she’s named him bowie. he’s missing half his tail

[jackiforjustice]

hiya everyone! I’m dev ( use any pronouns, mine are up in the air rn ), and this is my social justice baby jacki! please hmu for plotting - I’d love to really develop something with each of you! bio below!

trigger warnings for racism, sexism, and police brutality.

✘ CHARACTER BASICS

Skeleton Title: The Cavalier Faceclaim: Laura Harrier Jacqueline “Jacki” Reynolds | Twenty-Two | Cis-Female | She/Her | May 18th

✘ CHARACTER BACKGROUND

The Gist: 

Jacqueline is the oldest daughter of Susan and Barry Reynolds. Born in 1969, just two years after the Supreme Court Case Loving v. Virginia legalized interracial marriage across the United States, Jacqueline was one of the first interracial children in her small Idaho hometown. 

A couple years and two younger brothers later, the Reynolds family decided to move to Graingerville to be closer to a big city. It was clear from a very young age that Jacqueline was smarter than her years - she exceeded in school from day one, and always preferred reading to the rowdy games at recess. 

Although she was incredibly intelligent for her age, Jacki always had trouble fitting in. The other black kids thought she wasn’t black enough because of her white mother; the white kids took one look at her rich dark skin and knew she wasn’t one of them. While she managed to find her own group of friends who didn’t care much either way in terms of her race, the underlying discrimination and confusion based on being from a mixed family stuck with her for a long time.

When Jacki entered middle school, her father started telling her stories of his own adolescence - while Jacki worried about math quizzes and essays, Barry was fighting for his rights every single day. He became a lawyer because of it, and after hearing about the Civil Rights Movement directly from him and her other relatives, Jacki decided she wanted to be a lawyer too.

As Jacki got older, her peers began partying more often, rebelling against their parents to make a statement, to be reckless and bold with no apologies. Jacki tried that phase for a minute (but quickly ended when she realized she cared more about what her parents thought of her than her friends from school). Instead of completely locking herself away from the other teenagers in Graingerville, she chose a more proactive route: everyone at her high school knew if they needed a designated driver, Jacki would be there to lend a helping hand. 

By the end of her sophomore year in high school, Jacki had a perfectly laid-out plan of how to get into either Harvard, Yale, or Stanford majoring in Political Science. Her parents were undoubtedly impressed, and worked to help her achieve her big dreams of getting into top notch schools. 

Needless to say, her plan worked. After graduating as valedictorian from her high school, Jacki was off to Yale majoring in Political Science with a minor in American History. Yale pushed Jacki to her absolute limits in the best way - she worked harder than ever, made lifelong friends, and even had her first boyfriend (his name was Liam, and they dated for one semester before she dumped him during finals week because he was distracting her). 

Although Jacki entered college with the hopes of becoming a lawyer, the more she learned about the Civil Rights Movement and the treatment of black people in American history, the more she wanted to immediately help those in need. She had been eyeing the possibility of Law School for a while, but it wasn’t until she moved back home to Graingerville post-college graduation that she changed her career path slightly.

The Big Freakout Event of 1990 threw her family for a loop. Her younger brothers were just about to start their sophomore and senior years of high school, her mother had just been promoted at the hospital, and her father had just won a huge case against the unjust arrest of two young black men. But when people with psionic powers and lizard deers terrorize the streets out of the blue, the world sort of pauses for a while. 

When the dust had settled from the craziness of the BFE, Jacki found herself wanting to help more directly. Being a lawyer helps those accused of a crime - she wanted to help protect the people of Portland from...whatever the crazy shit out there was. She was still torn between being a lawyer or moving to a different career choice when another event influenced her decision.

In March of 1991, Rodney King was horrendously beaten by police officers in Los Angeles. It was unjust, it was unfair, and it was entirely based on race. The trial for the police officers in question was scheduled for the following year, as these sorts of things take time, but it was that one event (and reading about other racist events prior to the Rodney King beating), that led Jacki to join the Portland Police Department.

She was the top of her class at the Police Academy (she’s always had a penchant for rules and regulations), and with marks like that, she was absolutely sure she’d start making tidal waves once she was officially on the force.

Unfortunately, they had her saving cats from trees, dealing with parking tickets, and lost elderly people roaming the streets. 

The Emerging Threats Unit looks better and better by the day. Jacki’s dreamed of helping people since she was little - why won’t the higher ups let her just do it? She’s starting to get sick of pushing papers around while she could be making the world a better place. Luckily, that Yale degree is coming in handy - she’s doing her best to study up on the supernatural stuff going on around town, and she’s determined to be the expert on all things crazy in this place if it kills her.

Jacqueline Reynolds has no supernatural powers unless you count her unnerving organization skills or her endless knowledge on the historical racism in America thus far (both of which cause her major exhaustion and/or frustration, which I would deem a consequence for her power).

✘ “STAY WEIRD PORTLAND”

One wall of her apartment bedroom looks like a conspiracy theory wall. She’s incredibly organized, yes, but her obsession with being the expert on all things supernatural in Portland has caused her to look a little bit like a nutcase. However, the conspiracy theory wall is prettier than other conspiracy theory walls in TV shows and movies because hers comes with color coordinated strings, index cards, and pens. Sometimes when she’s feeling frisky, she even manages to color coordinate the thumbtacks. 

While Jacki is a picture perfect student, she has no clue what it means to be good at maintaining a romantic relationship. Absolutely no idea what she’s doing. Flirting often goes right over her head. She can give you historical dates and supernatural factoids up the wazoo, but hit her with a one-liner and she just sort of stares...and then walks away.

✘ ASPECTS & SKILLS

Straight A Student: Jacki never earned less than an A- in her entire academic career (a fact that her parents remind her younger brothers of every single day). She excels in history and English, and performs well in math and sciences. Although art has never really been her thing, her ability to give it a try has always earned her at least an A- in class.

Strong, Smart, Underestimated Woman: It’s 1991. She’s a Yale graduate, incredibly intelligent, resilient as hell, and determined to serve justice and protect those around her. She is fierce by any definition of the word, but that doesn’t mean everyone sings her praises. Some men find her strength frightening. Some others find her intelligence to be overbearing, or too “know-it-all” for their liking. She’s underestimated, and often given the dirty work rather than the work she joined the police force for, and she knows it.

I Have to Do What’s Right: Even though Jacki loves rules, regulations, and the like, sometimes the rules are wrong. That’s why she started training with The Fighter. That’s why she’s studying up on supernatural occurrences. And that’s why she’s more than willing to protect people who aren’t in the wrong. I mean come on, it’s not anybody’s fault that some of these people have powers - just because people fear them for being different doesn’t excuse any harm that comes their way, and Jacki has made it her mission to protect people with powers as long as they don’t maliciously hurt others.

Great: Will Good: Notice, Academics Fair:    Investigate, Shoot, Lore Aver:   Athletics, Stealth, Drive, Fight

✘ AESTHETIC

A brand new pack of index cards. Happy family photos on the wall. Clean laundry. The same haircut every time. Highlighted textbooks. Annotated novels. Reading the newspaper thoroughly. Fresh scented candles. Conspiracy theory strings. Too much coffee. Waking up to sunlight peeking through the window. Horrible headaches. Extra poster boards for future rallies and marches. Sleeping alone. Speaking quickly for efficiency’s sake. Gin and tonics. Being overwhelmed by large social situations. Studying without being assigned to. Forgetting to sleep. Forgetting to eat. Forgetting to take a moment to just breathe. Justice. Family dinners on Thursdays. Bending the law for things that are right. Ironed clothes. A color-coded planner. Wearing a retainer every night to bed like you’re supposed to. Bob Dylan CDs. Perfectly polished badges. Quiet breakfasts. Practical clothes.

✘ SEASON 2, EPISODE 1

If anyone else were to see what Jacki’s apartment looked like, they’d think it was just as clean as ever. But by her standards? Her room was a mess. Textbooks on the history of time and space stacked high on her desk; questionably sourced papers on the existence of supernatural creatures in our universe highlighted, annotated, and in their own folders; four mugs of coffee, all of them empty and lined up on top of her dresser. She would get to the bottom of this case. If her boss didn’t want her on anything more important than parking tickets, she’d work the Emergency Threat Unit cases on her own time. Sure, Jacki was losing sleep by the minute, but it would be worth it when crisis inevitably hit Portland again and she was the best resource they had. Plus, now she had a friend to help her improve her combat skills! She’d be prepared for anything, with a twelve-step solution to the next Big Freakout Event to hit her town. Just like her dad always told her: “If you can’t be the boss, be better than them.”

Please feel free to message me for any plots! I have a wimpy ass plotting page here, so feel free to look at that for inspiration!

[deputy-carter]

Introducing Hayley Carter - local deputy, resident grumpy face, part time bloodthirsty beast.

Hayley was always the happy to help cop - before the incidents of a year ago she was well known around town. She was always a good laugh, the first to laugh at the local bar, the first one invited to a party. But, even since she gained her “monster physiology” powers she’s become somewhat of a recluse. She still does her job as well as she can - but she rarely smiles, and is mostly hidden away at her office or her apartment. If she drinks now, she drinks alone.

She sees this whole beasty side as a crazy Disney movie gone wrong. One minute she could be perfectly herself, the next minute she’s running to protect those around her as she feels her skin crawling and her mind running away. She turns into a hideous beast, with little control - pointy teeth, scaly skin, sharp claws. All the fucked up fairytale mess you can imagine. Most of the time she comes round half a day later, lying naked in some god forsaken part of the woods. There’s been no casualties - yet.

She’s determined to get to the bottom of her new curse, and spends most of her spare time obsessing over the Portland Labs, trying to find any slither of information about what happened. And, desperately, any chance of a cure. She fears hurting the citizens she’s sworn to protect, more than anything. Despite the hard faced exterior, she’s terrified she’ll be the new reason for them to be afraid in their own town - hence her now generally unpleasant attitude to anyone who tries to be nice or get to know her in any way.

Her only friend is her dog Pluto. Dogs are better than people.

Not afraid to be a badass bitch if it means protecting her town and anyone in it - even if it’s questionable whether they deserve it. She sees herself as a human shield for anyone in her care - basically the whole reason she’s in this mess in the first place.

Let me know if you’d like to plot with my grumpy bby!! I’d love to HC/talk about possible pasts for our charries! :D