Full Name: Emel Avci
Age: 27 (Looks 25)
Species: Vampire
Occupation: Bartender at Pete’s
Nickname: Em
Sexuality: Bisexual
Positive Traits: Spontaneous, Empathetic, Ambitious
Negative Traits: Impatient, Impulsive, Stubborn
Abilities: Normal Vampire Abilities, Heightened Empathy
Emel Avci always felt like she never belonged anywhere. Her parents weren’t exactly the warmest of people and always pitted her against her twin brother. While he was the brains of the family Emel was the social butterfly, and it became quickly clear how much her parents disapproved of it. As soon as she turned 18, she ran off and never looked back.
She never stayed in one place for too long, working just long enough to make some money and saying just long enough to explore the city to her heart’s content. And as soon as she had her fill, she was off on her next adventure. Sometimes she would keep in touch with her twin brother every now and then, but Emel felt immense guilt for leaving him without warning. Despite traveling far and wide, Em longed for a place to call home. A family. She wanted nothing more than for someone or some place to want her to stay for good but it never came.
When Emel was in Paris when she was 25, bartending for a bar that frankly wasn’t the best but she made good tips from her regulars. Now this was the type of bar that it was very clear when someone new walked in, so when they did Emel made sure to extra butter them up all night. But that night when the stranger walked in, it felt different. They had a certain magnetism to them that made Emel curious. Usually she never said yes when customers asked to see her after work but there was something about this stranger that made her change her mind. Sadly the rest of the night was a blur after she got off work. The next thing she knew she was waking up in a puddle of blood with only the horror of what she had now become.
The following days were filled with finding out who did this to her and why, but to no avail. The mysterious stranger was gone and Emel was left on her own yet again. She was worried that she would hurt those who she had become close to in Paris so she yet again was on the run, this time forming little to no connections in the cities she was staying in. She tried her best as a vampire but there’s still a lot she doesn’t know. Emel quickly became aware that she had enhanced empathy when she realized she could feel her victim’s every emotion. She doesn’t know if this is normal for every vampire or just for her. During a stint in London, Emel heard about Summerset and immediately made her way towards the isle. She doesn’t know who she will find there but she hopes that she can get some help finally.
Possible Connections
her twin brother - maybe he grew concerned that she stopped reaching out to him
her maker - honestly would LOVE for them to be on the isle, it would be a lot of drama
vampires who can help her - she needs a lot of help
honestly just friends - she not so lowkey hopes Summerset can be her forever home
FULL NAME: Lucille ‘Lucy’ Mariana Cota
AGE: 231 (born 1790)
SPECIES: Vampire (turned in 1818 age 28)
OCCUPATION: Whatever she feels like
FACE CLAIM: Laura Harrier
OOC: Steph, 29, she/her.
I would love to plot!
BIOGRAPHY
If there was one thing Lucy always wanted, it was a family. Born in New York as Lucille Mariana Cota in the late 18th century, her life was that of a simple servant, controlled by her family’s employers and filled with the prejudices of the time. Though Lucy was a determined and bold young woman, she refused to let anyone see what they did to her. She masked her thoughts, her feelings, smiling on the outside. She wanted to be strong in a cruel world.
She lost her father at a very young age, though he had very little to do with her. He worked a lot and wanted nothing more from life than increasing his status. Her mother was a positive influence on her growing up and she helped Lucy face the challenges that women like them dealt with daily. They both worked for a wealthy household and it was the only life she knew. Though losing her mother at only thirteen, left the girl alone in a world ruled by rich and powerful. It left her more closed off than she had ever been. And very alone.
However, the lord’s eldest daughter took pity on her and kept Lucy on as her personal maid. Lucy felt trapped in her life with little education and no status but she knew she was lucky to have a job. She wasn’t hurt, she had food and shelter and her lady wasn’t unkind to her. Though this didn’t stop her from wanting more. She wanted a purpose in this world. She wanted a family.
Several years past and her life kept her busy. She moved to her lady’s new home when her mistress was married and she learnt to read and write at her request. She replied to letters for the lady, carried out errands for her and eventually looked after the pregnant woman. Though this saddened her more than anything, she wanted to be a mother. She found herself drawn to a man who worked at the market, every week she’d go to his stall just to talk to him. The talks becoming longer and longer and she’d even pay the price for returning home late. She was falling for him, she wanted to spend time with him.
After a few months of meeting him in secret, she gave him her virtue and he asked her to run away with him. To be his wife. That was all Lucy had ever wanted. To make a family. To be loved. She agreed to leave with him though it never happened. Her master caught her sneaking out and told her that her lover would pay if she left. She never saw him again. Though she realised she was with child. She kept the secret for as long as she could but the lady soon realised. She struggled to work as she grew but she knew she had to. She needed to survive. Lucy held her child once before she was taken and that was the moment that broke her.
The young woman grew unhappy, lost without her love, without her baby. She was miserable. She tried to find her daughter, though she didn’t have the money or resources to do so. Feeling sorry for her, the lady told her that there was a man who could help her. However, she did not know just what his price would be, nor did Lucy. Her life. He turned her into a vampire, she was now immortal. Invincible. But she now had the ability to search for her child.
Lucy embraces everything about being a vampire, never wasting a day of her immortal life. Never wanting to be the servant girl from all those centuries ago. She continued her search for her child every day, until finding out her daughter had died. In her anger, the vampire lost control, giving into her impulses and spending decades losing herself. Though one thing she began to feel was loneliness… her whole human life gone.
Though she did not dwell on these emotions, she was determined to make a new life. She soon came across a young girl who peaked her interest. The girl was selling bread in the market but Lucy knew there was something special about her. She seemed to be in the right place at the right time when she saw a fire in the market place and she pulled the girl from the flames… turning her into her first progeny. And as the years past she turned more, finding people like her. Alone and unloved.
Lucy is intelligent and good with words and she usually has a plan. In her human life she was a dreamer, she wanted more, she wanted a family. She continued to travel over the years and in recent decades she found a real family with a wolf and a young girl who needed a family. She became fond of them both, loved them. They became her family. Though the wolf later pushed her away and she hasn’t settled since. She feels anger but she misses them. She keeps in touch with her vampire progenies despite often living their separate lives, they can easily stay in touch thanks to the 21st century technology. However, she has recently found herself in Summerset Isle and she intends to stay a little while.
CONNECTIONS
First progeny: First girl she ever turned. Vampire and her best friend. Around 150 years old. Any female or nb FC. Age: 25-35.
Progenies: Vampires she has turned over the last 150 years. I am open to connections. 21+ and any FC.
Silas Blythe is known as the Coin (tails). In Summerset they work as a bar owner but this is only one side of their life. They are also a 127 years old, demon. They identify as cis male and use he/him. Some people even say they resemble Chris Wood, but they wouldn’t be caught dead on the isle.
heeey everyone, i’m gray !! this disaster child of mine is silas and i’d like to apologize in advance for any havoc he may cause ... i am so excited to start writing with all of u !! this will probably be a bit of a mess bc i am still figuring him out just a bit but here we go
name: silas blythe
age: 127 (appears to be a little over 30)
species: demon
occupation: bar owner
label: the coin (tails)
song: the guardian by shawn james
backstory
the sun gazes fondly down on you in the clear blue sky. flowers of every color grow as far as the eye can see. there’s a waterfall just ahead, flowing rapidly from great heights ; the sound brings you peace. the calm breeze blows gently through your lover’s hair as she smiles back at you. the warmth makes you feel safe, loved --- like nothing sinister could ever reach you. not here. not when you’re with her. this is your favorite place in the world--no--- in the infinite expanse of the universe. you close your eyes, drink it all in. you’ve stopped walking and she stops with you, turning to kiss each of your eyelids so tenderly that you wonder if you’ve imagined it. when you open your eyes to look, she’s there, still only inches away from your face and you can’t help the smile that forms on your lips. if you could live in this moment forever, you would -- but nothing lasts. nothing this good. not for you.
if you had known that your life would come crumbling down around you in the next few moments, you would have never ventured to this beautiful place. one second you’re basking in the bliss of being with the one who has your heart in her palm, the next she’s lying cold in your arms as she takes her last breath ( or so you think ). it all happens so fast --- your memory is muddled, you can’t quite put the pieces together anymore. you never imagined that this place would be dangerous, but someone must have followed you. a storm forms above you in all your grief as you hold her close to you, vowing that you’ll see her again. ‘don’t worry,’ you say. ‘ i’ll find a way, i’ll find a way, i promise. this is temporary. i’ll do anything to get you back.’
you and your broken pieces return to avalon, and instead of giving yourself time process what had happened, you immediately begin your search. a way to bring her back home to you. you read every spell book you can get your hands on. your friends and family see your grief and they’re supportive at first, simply because they don’t want to lose you. he’ll stop eventually, right? you overhear them saying to each other. but you don’t stop. you try anything and everything. you ask around in high places, and when that leads to nothing but dead ends, you resort to the lowest of low places. surely someone has to know how to bring someone back to life without using dark magic. you promised yourself a long time ago that you would never go down that path. you’ve lost too many people to darkness already. loss after loss, you start to lose sight of yourself. your family worries about you, and you don’t blame them, but you can’t possibly understand when they tell you to quit. how could you just give up on the one thing that is holding you together?
you get desperate --- so desperate, you find yourself sneaking around, combing through forbidden spell books filled with nothing but the darkest of magic. the kind that requires pieces of your soul just to cast them. you put the consequences at the back of your mind, unable to think about anything else except the possibility of getting the love of your life back. you also looked into ways to protect her once she was back in your arms, a way to make her invulnerable. you wouldn’t lose her again. never again.
bit by bit, spell by spell, your soul is chipped away, but nothing is working. the darkness starts to consume you, and cannot stop. you won’t. your fraternal twin sees you struggling, hurting, and the only solution that they see to save you from yourself is to tell the fae queen. you see this as the worst kind of betrayal imaginable. you’ve damned yourself beyond the point of redemption, so you’re not surprised when they banish you to earth. back to where it all started. perhaps if you were not so far gone, this would have made you realize that it was time to stop, but you were lost in the pursuit for power now. although you give away the last piece of your soul, you feel no remorse. you feel more in control than you ever have in your life, and as time passes, your past feels farther and farther away. you never grieved the loss of your lover, instead you locked the pain away in the darkest corner of your mind. you don’t think about her much now, but every once and a while, you swear you see her likeness in passersby and a twinge of guilt rises inside of you.
currently
it’s been a little over 50 years since his descent into darkness ... he is thriving as a demon tbh
he’s the owner of the most poppin bar in summerset. the employees range from demons to vampires and even some humans ... if anyone acts up he takes care of them immediately , u could say he fires them ... but make it ~ literal ~
he has most of the authorities in his back pocket, so if anything goes awry with a human, he gets someone to cover it up < 3
the bar itself has kind of a modern speakeasy theme to it, with a cool hidden entrance n everything. there’s also private rooms that only some people know about, mostly supernaturals but some humans are aware of them too ... a room to make deals w/ demons when u need a spell cast, a room for vampires to bring humans to drink freely (as long as they don’t drain them), a room with a witch that you can ask favors from -- all for a price, of course, whether it be money or favors. although, silas prefers to be paid in the latter.
he thrives on chaos, so you won’t catch him breaking up a bar fight unless there’s a human involved and it looks like they might actually end up dead
yes, he is absolutely still bitter about his twin snitching on him to the queen even tho he thinks he’s better off as a demon ...
he does not often let himself care about others bc of the fear of losing them, but he is loyal to those who are loyal to him
anyone who gets on his bad side is dealth with ... without mercy
wanted connections
his main bartender ... preferable a witch or a demon, someone who can enchant drinks upon request !!
other employees at the bar ; bouncer, cocktail waitresses, cook(s), managers, etc.
i’ll probably make this an actual WC but i’ll put it here for now... hear me out... in a horrific twist his lover is actually indeed still alive but faked her death (for reasons that can be discussed!!) like maybe she was human and got turned into a vampire so thats how shes still alive after all these years or something ... so this becoming a demon has all been for nothing how fun !!! but just imagine all the angst and pain <33
someone who will stir up trouble with him for funsies ... mess with people just for the hell of it
alrighty that’s it for now !! please let me know if any of these interest you OR if you want to plot out something else, i am down for pretty much anything tbh ??
NAME: Felix ‘Brax’ Braxton
AGE: 34
SPECIES: Werewolf (half witch on mother's side)
OCCUPATION: Secondary school teacher
BORN: In Summerset
EDUCATION: University of Exeter
FACE CLAIM: Oliver Jackson-Cohen
OOC: Steph, 29, she/her.
I would love to plot!
BIOGRAPHY
The Braxton brothers are something of an oddity in the supernatural world and for that reason, Felix has continuously spent his life moving from place to place. When two supernatural beings of different species have a child, the outcome is unpredictable. Many have tried to research the exact details on what happens when different species mix over the centuries and all of them have been unsuccessful. The Braxton brothers are two siblings, from the same parents of different species. An occurrence that almost never happens. Felix’s father was a werewolf, his mother a witch.
Felix was born in Summerset and his future in the supernatural world was a mystery to even his parents. His father is a werewolf and his mother a witch. Although it was obvious from an early age that the werewolf gene was dominant in him. Although the magic did not surface in him as powers like it did his younger brother, it ignited the werewolf gene early. Acting as a catalyst. As a result Felix first turned at only five years old.
Having transformed into a wolf at such a young age, many believed due to the magic in his blood from his mother's bloodline, he felt like he was constantly being watched throughout his childhood. He was an experiment for many to look at and for others, an outcast. His brother did not turn, instead showing signs of magic younger than many others. Felix has never felt like he belonged, unaccepted by the wolves and without powers, not a part of the witch coven either. Finding his place in Summerset growing up was difficult.
For the most part, Felix is like any other wolf, with expected traits or his species. However, his form emerged much earlier than any other wolf. It is thought that the mix of werewolf blood and magic in his blood triggered an event that set off his transformation earlier than it should have without his mother's bloodline. The rush of being a wolf was exciting as a young boy. Although his father always warned him to be careful. With the magic, Felix could turn at will and making friends with a few young wolves, he would sneak out after dark and turn. He wanted them to like him and he took on all of their dares. Pushing his luck and almost being seen by humans. Though one night he was... and he was shot by a hunter.
He turned back into his human form injured, but he was luckily saved by his father. His mother had a vision of him injured and he managed to get there in time. Felix's father was a strong man, with worries from him own past and he spent most of his time to keep him safe. His father constantly drummed it into him, that the world was a dangerous place but Felix was confident and rebellious. He wanted to enjoy life, he wanted to be seen as more than the wolf with weird blood. Into his teens, he dropped out of all pack meetings, never feeling like he fit in and not wanting to have any part in it. Part of him resented his brother for how much the witches accepted him, he had a place and Felix did not. He tried his best not to let it show, but bitterness is hard to bury between brothers.
He continued to get on with his life, going to school and leaving with decent grades despite how hard he found it to concentrate. His wolf gene made him pretty athletic and he had a lot of friends in the human world, the people who didn't know about his supernatural side. But he found as he grew older, that the magic did play a part on him. Felix began to dreams... nightmares that felt so real, he felt like it was really happening. He felt like he couldn't escape. Though he has never told anyone. Keeping it a secret for fifteen years.
Felix left The Isle at eighteen with no intention to return. He went to university, and later trained to be a teacher. He felt like he was suffocating inside Summerset and he couldn't pretend to be the person his parents wanted him to be. He travelled around the country, even visiting America and different parts of Europe. For a while, he made a living doing whatever job came up. He was good with his hands and he eventually worked as a teacher from place to place.
He had no intention to return to Summerset but with his dreams becoming more frequent and effecting him in his wolf form, he's hoping to find some answers.
CONNECTIONS
Sibling (brother)
Label: THE UNACCEPTED
Species: Witch (mother witch/ father wolf)
Age Range: 25-30
FC Suggestions: Any male or nb that could be related to Oliver Jackson-Cohen.
Nickname: He has never had one, please for the love of god give him one he’s begging you nicely
Sexuality: Pansexual
Positive Traits: Honorable, Protective, Resourceful
Negative Traits: Sarcastic, Superstitious, Obsessive
Element Affinities: Fire, Spirit
Mayan was born and raised in Summerset to two witches who were born and raised in Summerset. Sure as a kid, Mayan thought life on the isle was boring but the more they grew up the more they grew to appreciate what was around them. Mayan still remembers the first day they had their powers show: playing in the back yard when they were just eight years old, they accidentally started a small fire in the grass when they got angry when their younger sister threw a ball a bit too hard at their head. Mayan’s parents sat both children down and explained who the family and their coven was. Since then, Mayan always tried to put too much on their shoulders to make things easier for those around them.
Being good in all types of studies, Mayan was easily able to juggle school work, witchcraft learning, and even somehow have a social life (well, social life is a bit of an exaggeration. He has some friends but he was never one to be popular). Soon Mayan’s affinities became clear and not only was he able to do fire spells easily, but he could speak to his own ancestors when called upon. Little did Mayan know just how useful it would be when they were older.
Life on Summerset was mundane but Mayan wouldn’t have it any other way. Predictability was a blessing for them, plus they knew that if they kept their head down for the most part they wouldn’t have to have very many run-ins with the demons in town. After one particularly nasty run-in with a demon, Mayan had enough and contacted the ancestors asking for anything that could help. He was expecting a protection spell, not a hidden family grimoire that held a spell to contact more than just the ancestors. A spell to contact the fae. Mayan’s heart was racing but he wasted no time in contacting any fae who would listen and offer help.
Possible Connections
mayan’s little sister - does she agree with what he’s doing? who knows let’s plot
people who know mayan - he’s not exactly the most popular but over his time in Summerset, mayan has made himself known and doesn’t back down from anything
friends - please mayan is desperate for any and all friends. you want a friend who is fiercely loyal but also quick to laugh at you if you fall down? mayan’s that friend!!
According to all lore, the miracle should never have been born. The product of a faery and a werewolf, the miracle has magic running through their veins. Because of this, the miracle turned at an exceptional young age and is immune to all kind of magic: Dark and light. They hide this from the other werewolves… but there are plenty of whispers and rumours about the miracle.
i’m back with a new character! info and wanted connections under the cut
name: jude santos
age: 28
species: werewolf, with a faery parent
occupation: manager of Cottage by the Sea Inn.
It’s not easy being the black sheep in a town like summerset, populated primarily by the strange and unusual, but jude was a shoe-in for the job from the moment she was born an anomaly - the child of a faery and werewolf. her mother was a fae named sebille, who vanished after a tryst with jude’s father marcos and then reappeared months later long enough only to leave a small, bundled infant in his lap and leave once again.
jude might not have minded having a mother she only saw once every four or five years if the alternative had not been so dreadful – a literal witch of a stepmother at home who made it evident she distrusted jude and her mysterious origins. sometimes jude wondered if turning early was truly due to the fae blood running through her veins – or if she’d simply willed it out of a desperation to feel a part of a different sort of family. she managed to keep her heritage a secret from most of the other wolves but whispers and rumors followed her anyway.
as a teenager, jude tended to act up and get into trouble and became known for her elaborate pranks and late night escapades.
when she was 16, a rare visit from sebille revealed that jude had an older half-sibling somewhere not too far away. as soon as jude turned 18, she left summerset to try and find this person - it was a surprise they weren’t expecting and their reception wasn’t nearly as enthusiastic as jude had hoped. she left, disappointed and angry. she spent the next few years traveling, then attended college. while at university, she double majored in business (to take over the family inn someday) and biology, a subject she’d always been interested in.
she’s been back in summerset for almost two years and spends most of her free time at the beach or the hiking trail, searching for tidal pools and collecting shells and other specimens for her own private collection of natural history. both her hobby and her secret have made her something of a recluse even among other wolves, but she is in no rush to be rejected yet again
wanted connections:
- friends!! or old classmates who also grew up on the isle. I think she was kind of a local troublemaker as a kid so maybe someone who got roped into her prank schemes ???
- step siblings w a complicated dynamic??
- half sibling trying to reach out and make things right. as much as jude might secretly want to forge a closeness with her sibling, she’s not about to show it after what happened ten years ago.
- a fellow loner/ friend/fwb?. it’s not a friendship where either of you can confide in one another, but sometimes when you think you might need the company, you find yourself seeking one another out to hang out or hook up or simply exist near another person in silence.
- mentor. another wolf who has taken jude under their wing
- nemesis - maybe a bad first impression ruined things. maybe you’ve heard the rumors and find jude suspicious. either way, you don’t trust one another and go out of your way to avoid each other – even if it can’t always be helped in a small town
Clara Lefévre is known as the Entertainer. In Summerset they work as a magician but this is only one side of their life. They are also a 34 (217) year old fae. They identify as nb and use they/them/she/her. Some people even say they resemble Tessa Thompson, but they wouldn’t be caught dead on the isle.
Name: Clara Lefèvre
Age: 34 (in reality 217 years old)
Species: Fae
Pronouns: She/her and they/them
Orientation: Bisexual
Occupation: Magician
FC: Tessa Thompson
1921.
She’d always thought leaving Albion would be difficult, all those years ago. Instead Clara found that leaving was effortless. The land didn’t claw at her heels. None of their fellow fae stopped them from crossing the border between worlds. In fact, nobody looked twice as a young fae slipped away, leaving Albion behind for a world of twinkling vaudevillian lights and jazz songs.
2021.
The past century has been an endless road trip for Clara. The circus life that called to them like siren song has never grown old or repetitive. They’ve toured much of the world, never residing in cities for more than a few weeks. A century of practice and a ‘borrowed’ French accent has turned them into an enthralling performer, capable of dazzling even some of the most jaded cynics — all for the price of an admission ticket.
It’s cheating, perhaps, to use real magic in a show of skill — but the omission is a harmless one, she thinks. She’s never actually lied — is it her fault if humans see what they want to see?
In recent years, Clara has found new ways to share their magic with the less fortunate by writing books and performing live shows — and while she has never been adverse to change, she can’t imagine ever giving up the spotlight.
possible connections:
a fellow fae that knew them long ago! especially any that take things more seriously than clara does and will laugh at their dumb fake accent no it doesn’t make u seem mysterious
a sibling!! see: first bullet point
old old old flames
missed connections. it was 1928, i was the flapper who spilled my gin on you. you said something witty and charming. i left the party with scott and zelda fitzgerald before i could give you my mailing adress. i have email now.
