#wr.intro

[graypierce]

{ THE ESSENTIALS }

Name: Grayson Pierce  Age: 27  Species: Werewolf Powers: Typical werewolf abilities Gender, Pronouns, Sexual & Romantic identities: Cis male, He/him, Unlabeled Affiliation / Years: None  Job / Workplace: Bartender at the Rusty Dog / Photographer  Relationship status: Single  Positive traits: kindhearted, amicable, trustworthy  Negative traits: naive, rambunctious, self-conscious

From birth the young wolf was separated from his pack, thanks to a prophecy that followed them from hundred of years before. Three young siblings with potential. One remained in the pack, to be raised among their people. The second was left for dead, a sacrifice the pack deemed as necessary for their survival. The third, Grayson, was left on a winter night in front of the door of a nearby orphanage for the humans to take in. He grew up in this orphanage, growing close relationships with the staff that roamed the halls, and dreaming of one day having a family to call his own.

For a couple of years, everything was fine for Grayson. In hindsight, had he known of his true origins, the signs should’ve been evident the closer it came to his fourteenth birthday. His body was developing quicker than he could handle, strength getting stronger than he knew possible, and everything seemed to be turning inside out for him. He turned when he was fourteen, a feeling he’d never forget. Being scared, and having nowhere else to turn to, he confined in one of the staff members he thought were there to help. But just before his second full moon, they chained him up in a room that was located beneath the orphanage. They told him it was to keep the other children safe, as well as himself, and while that might’ve been some of the truth, but the reason was mostly because they did not want anyone to know of his existence within the orphanage. 

So, he reminded in that room, until he turned eighteen. On his eighteenth birthday he was taken from his room in the odd hours of the evening. The staff from the orphanage took him to the forest, telling him it was to let him get some fresh air for a while, but they failed to inform him that that’s where they would be leaving him. Filled with fear, confusion, and some sadness, Grayson eventually figured out how to navigate this new chapter of his life. Even to this day, he doesn’t carry ill feelings towards the orphanage staff. He can understands why they did what they did and he’s forgiven them for it.

Along the way he did make friends but ultimately, he’s never stuck around somewhere too long. Mainly due to always finding himself trusting the wrong people, which has gotten him mixed up in some dangerous situations. He stumbled upon Westray one summer, while drifting, and fell in love almost instantly with the place. There was something in the air, or just in general surrounding the place, that had a gravitational pull with him. It took a bit of time but after a while, Gray found his home within Westray. It’s where he has been residing for a little bit now. He became a bartender at the Rusty Dog, a gig he loves very much, always enjoying the stories the clients have to share. He is also passionate about photography and does a lot of street art. He is still very trusting, forgiving, and caring about those around him. That’s the thing about Grayson, despite the chains he had endured all those years, they could never break his spirit. He’s especially involved with nature, loving to grow things and care for plants. While he isn’t sure how to navigate his werewolf side, considering he’s never had anyone to show him, and he thinks he’s a cursed human because of it, Gray tries to not let it get in the way of his every day life.

HEADCANNONS

He’s a jokester kind of guy, always enjoying making people laugh, playing innocent pranks, just lighthearted fun. 

He’s easily flustered and blushes if you try to flirt with him. Considering he’s never been kissed, or even held hands with someone, it’s not something he is used to really happening. Let alone doing. 

He has a podcast named the Ghost Shift. He calls it the ghost shift because, well, he thinks it’s funny that he mostly talks about the paranormal on it. 

He is his quietest when a full moon approaches because his mind is usually consumed with anxiety. He often tends to disappear for a bit during it and afterwards. 

He still has zero idea he has any sort of siblings out there.

He has a roommate whom he adores very much and is always thankful for because they take care of him when he needs it the most. Mostly when he returns from a full moon. (OPEN WC)  

He is in love with plants! He loves taking care of them, talking to them, and watching them grow. It helps that he has something of a green thumb. In the summer you can expect a lot of freshly made jams. Lavender is one of his favorite things to grow.

[continess]

Francesco Conti - Leader of Clan Venatore

Italy was a motherland, one that had nurtured him and taught him how to execute his most deadly intentions most graciously; he had been taught how to negotiate a contract and how to always have the power to hold the last word from a young age. Born to an obedient mother and a successful father, a brother to three sisters, he had been prepared to be the head of the family and he followed in his father’s footsteps well. Born to rule, he had created connections to last him a lifetime but he was not aware his lifetime would be longer than expected.

When he was in his thirties, he was introduced to the supernatural, he had already been married, family business as a merchant growing steadily – a woman and a beautiful daughter waiting for him at home, proud of what he had accomplished. And yet, there was a world that had to offer him more. One night he was at the right place, at the right time – a woman offering him the world, him offering her a safe passage on one of the ships he had been trading with.

He did not think – the life of immortality offered more than the life of a merchant; all it took was a night for him to kiss his daughter and wife goodbye (even if that did not know it was a goodbye). There was a stable plan, he would die a hero and be reborn as an immortal. His immortality offered him more than his mortality, more connections, more possibility, more ways to be great.

He had been a businessman his whole life, he had learned how to walk in the sunlight and how to trade the alignments of his vampirism for benefits. He had lived in many places, created many connections with the sole purpose of establishing control, with the sole purpose of having his power reach where his hand could not.

It was how he ended up in Westray, a place where he could establish control – through business, through a power, through a clan – a clan that would not bend, a clan that would follow the rules as long as necessary, for there would be a day where he would be the one making the rules.

Francesco did not appear as a friendly man, just like a determined one and it was how he had established his one place in the city many years ago, a place that offered him a seat at a table that would listen to his words. Westray was no different, he had great connections here too – not friends, for friends were useless if the lacked ambition and power.  

It was why he was now married to a wife who shared his power, one who was an equal, one who wanted more of life. He is known around town for his word and for his principles and often the lack of them.

Now in Westray, he does not allow anyone to stay on his way – for he will abide by the rules of the town but he has created rules of his own and those rules were his own law.

[wingsxtime]

( Nicholas Galitzine / 300 / 30 / CisMan / He/Him/HIs ) careful, stranger! ALEXIOS DIMITRIOS CONSTANTINE DOUKAS was last seen near THE GRAND VIRIDIAN CASINO. i’ve heard through a grapevine, that that place is not safe to be frequented at night, but what place in westray is, anyway? rumor has it they’re the one that the townsfolk has been referring to as THE WINGS OF TIME. if one thing is clear as day, then it’s that they’re a VAMPIRE, working as THE OWNER OF THE GRAND VIRIDIAN CASINO, and that they have been in town for FOUR MONTHS. is that also how long they have been affiliated with the CLAN SOLUNE? i’m sure we will find out sooner than we anticipate.

BASICS.

name — Alexios Dimitrious Constantine Doukas

nick names — ADCD, 

titles & alias’ — Owner of the Grand Viridian, Leader & Founder of Clan Solune, The Wings of Time

gender — Cis Man

pronouns — He/Him/His

romantic & sexual orientation — Homoromantic, & Homosexual 

age — 300

place of birth — Chios, Greece

current residence — Westray, Washington

PERSONALITY.

positive traits — Charismatic, Patient, Intelligent, Athletic

negative traits —  Calculating, Controlling, Cold, Aggressive

likes  —  Himself, Money, Luxury Items, Cars, People Knowing Their Place Around Him

dislikes  — Dirt, Disorganization, Undeserved Overconfidence, Incompetence 

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE.

eye color — Hazel

hair color — Brown

hair style — Worn short, in a classic men’s style

complexion — Fair

build — Muscular

height — 6’0

clothing — Expensive, and tailor-made suits, dressed the best he can be, he likes to show off his status through his money 

accessories & jewelry — Has one ear pierced, wears multiple rings, the one on his pinky protects him from the sunlight

faceclaim — Nicholas Galitzine

MISC.

religion —  Agnostic, Himself

known languages — English, Greek, Italian, & French

HISTORY.

Tw; Mentions of Death, Sex Work, War, and a Historical Massacre

Alexios was born in 1725 on the island of Chios in Greece. His family was poor but happy. Tragedy would strike when he was little, though, and they would die when he was 13 from a boating accident. 

It was not up to him to try and care for & provide for his 5-year-old sister. Money was hard to come by, no matter how much they asked for charity. Everything he made would go towards feeding and clothing his sister. 

He would work the streets begging until he was about 19, giving up on his ego and pride… he’d turn to prostitution, where the money was better and it was easier for him to bring in what they needed. 

Alexios had a reputation that he was good, but you better pay upfront and good or else he would make sure you paid in other ways. It ensured that no one bothered him or his sister, despite the shame he felt doing what he did. 

When he was 30, he knew he was aging. Work was slowing down when suddenly he found himself under the gaze of the most fascinating person he’d ever met. They had sensed something in him as well, and eventually….they turned Alexios into a Vampire. 

Eternal beauty was his now; he was stronger, had more stamina. Work was easier, and he made more…. Now finding new career paths, saving up money, he became a lender of sorts…his reputation helping him in the underworld trade. 

When he was 50, Alexios left the island for Athens, and from there he began to travel more and more….Paris, London, Berlin, Vienna, Venice all the great cities of Europe. 

In 1822, just shy 3 years of his 100th birthday, another tragedy would strike. His sister, now 89, along with her children and her grandchildren, and even her great-grandchildren, would be victims of the Massacre at Chios; he would lose the remainder of his family. 

After this, it became almost impossible for Alexios to trust anyone, and he would become incredibly solitary. However, he did return to his home country and fought in the revolution for Greek Independence. When the war was over, he left once again to travel. 

He built up a fortune, and he would make sure he never knew discomfort again. As time went on, he slowly found vampires that didn’t fit the mold painted for them, just like himself, and 10 years ago, created Clan Solune. 

Now, now, Alexios, with his new family, is perfectly content causing chaos for anyone and everyone. Within chaos, you can always grab more, more money, more power.

[blacksheepfms]

Natalia Castillo Intro

★ IN CHARACTER ★

FULL NAME: Natalia Castillo SPECIES: Hunter/Unknown Fae AGE: 24 DATE OF BIRTH: November 5, 2000 GENDER IDENTITY: Cis Woman OCCUPATION: Musician, Trust fund kid, Hunter POSITIVE TRAITS: Adventurous, Protective, Independent, Spunky NEGATIVE TRAITS: Addictive, Rebellious, Vengeful, Impulsive SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual LENGTH OF TIME IN WESTRAY: All her life TATTOOS/SCARS: She has a small dagger under her right rib cage. She also has a lightning scar on her hands that she tries to say is a tattoo but it really happened the day she was attacked (this will start showing up more on her body once she realizes her powers) FACE CLAIM: Isabela Merced

★ BIOGRAPHY ★

TRIGGER WARNING: death tw, attack tw Natalia doesn't remember much about growing up with both her parents. The thing they really remember is how much she was loved. She felt like everything was right and her parents loved both her and each other. She first knew about death when she was just five years old. One of her parents died suddenly and it was like the household was shattered. Her other parent just threw themselves in their work, trying to be anywhere but home. Anywhere but looking at the child that looked like a carbon copy of the spouse they just lost tragically. So Natalia was mostly left alone growing up. Maids tried to take care of her when she was young but Natalia started becoming different. More angry and resentful as she grew older. Sooner it was better for the maids to just leave Natalia alone, everyone getting what they wanted out of the situation. She spent countless of nights out, partying and forgetting every shitty feeling that felt entwined with her -- that just felt like was a part of her being now. The two places she hung out with the most were her great uncle Eduardo's house, only stopping when he moved in Rosita, and the Hawthornes. One night after partying out in the woods Natalia somehow broke away from the party and stumbled across something she knew immediately she wasn't meant to see. A witch was performing some ritual, or at least what Natalia thought, and she walked right into the trap. The rest happened so fast Natalia wasn't sure exactly what happened but she knew the truth. The witch tried to attack her, lightning coursing through her body, making Natalia fall to the ground as she passed out. When she woke up the witch was gone but something grew root in Natalia like nothing ever before. She had only told the Hawthornes what happened and they were quick to take her under her wing. Natalia was a quick study and always had a habit of throwing herself into different hobbies that helped extinguish the fire within her. Over the years she perfected her skills and joined in whenever she was allowed. Natalia always kept an eye out for the witch from that night, her hatred for her building more and more. Natalia doesn't know that she actually caused the lightning but she'll find out eventually BUM BUM BUMMMMM.

★ PLAYLIST ★

Not Strong Enough by boygenius

I Know The End by Phoebe Bridgers

Girls Against God by Florence + The Machine

The Execution Of All Things by Rilo Kiley

Cop Car by Mitski

Everybody Wants To Rule The World by Tears for Fears

Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene by Hozier

White Winter Hymnal by Fleet Foxes

Cheerleader by St. Vincent

Daisy by Wet Leg

[sunshinebenjamin]

⟡ BENJAMIN BAUDELAIRE INTRO ⟡

★ IN CHARACTER ★

FULL NAME: Benjamin Baudelaire

SPECIES: Werewolf

AGE: 30

GENDER IDENTITY: Cis-man

OCCUPATION: Firefighter

PACK: The Bloodmoon Pack

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Pansexual

LENGTH OF TIME IN WESTRAY: His entire life

FACE CLAIM: Oliver Stark

★ BIOGRAPHY ★

TRIGGER WARNING: Dysfunctional family, attack Benjamin was almost born to help. He loved people and loved to fix all of their problems, often losing himself in doing so. It made him feel important, wanted and loved, even when he was much younger.

He noticed his mother seemed happier whenever he made drawings about dad and so he kept doing them until he became a bit too old for it to be sweet anymore. He was a shoulder for her to cry on, always listened when she needed to talk about anything. He missed his dad a lot too, he always spoke of him even if he had no idea what he was like, which was something his older siblings loved to remind him.

It only became obvious to him that they were right when their father came home, but he grew to actually love him. He was devastated when his mother was diagnosed with Cancer. He was only 9 and had to pretend like everything was fine, like he wasn't terrified of losing the person he loved the most in the world. He tried to be strong for his siblings, always had a smile on his face whenever he spent time with his mom.

When she died, he lost both of his parents. His mom to cancer, his father to alcohol. He was always out, drinking his grief away. Benji needed him, but he was lucky enough to have his big brother to raise him instead. He made many good friends in high school and often fell in love with someone new, hoping he could meet that special someone who'd prioritize him, but this person certainly didn't come then. They were all a bit too immature for him. When he graduated, he didn't know what he wanted to do, he just knew he wanted to help people. He first started working for a non-profit organization meant to help homeless people and then decided to become a firefighter.

He felt loved by his team immediately and felt like he found a second family. He met his wife after saving her and her dog from a fire, they got married only a year following their first date. He finally had met someone who actually loved him (or so he thought) and he certainly couldn't let her go. No matter how awful she treated him.

His life felt exciting, he had friends he would keep forever, a wife who he loved more than anyone. He almost wasn't feeling that feeling of emptiness he was born with anymore. That was all until he came back from the restaurant one night with his wife. They decided to walk since it wasn't too cold, but it had been an horrible decision. He was attacked by what he thought was a simple wolf. He tried to be a hero, but was pushed against a tree and only woke up the next morning with scratches on his arm and his wife gone.

She couldn't accept what he was about to become. As a vampire, she always had a weird hatred for werewolves. He was desperate to get her back, but had too much he already had to deal with.

★ FAMILY MEMBERS ★

Carina Baudelaire (mother, deceased)

Joseph ''Roman'' Baudelaire (father, alive)

Samuel Baudelaire (older brother, alive)

?? Baudelaire (older sister, alive)

Olivia Baudelaire (wife, alive)

[roman-werewolfy]

FULL NAME: Joseph Ryan Baudelaire SPECIES: Werewolf AGE: 57 DATE OF BIRTH: October 27 GENDER IDENTITY: Cis Man, He/Him OCCUPATION: Bouncer WORKPLACE: Walk of Fame POSITIVE TRAITS: Loyal, Affectionate, Fun Loving NEGATIVE TRAITS: Pessimistic, Volatile, Indulgent LENGTH OF TIME IN WESTRAY: 39 years FACE CLAIM: Jeffrey Dean Morgan

TRIGGER WARNING: Abuse, Death, Cancer, PTSD, Alcoholism

BIOGRAPHY

Life started in the bayou of the great state of Louisiana, Joseph Ryan Baudelaire came into this world to Augustin and Beatrice Baudelaire.  Things appeared fine on the outside, yet there was a lot of chaos brewing in the home.  Joseph’s father, a man that had brought the town’s football to state as the star quarterback, blew out his knee during his first year in college and was forced to drop out since he lost his scholarship.  With lost dreams came the alcohol at first, then later taking out his pain and suffering on his wife and son.  Later, his mother started to become sick and became pregnant with Joseph’s younger brother.  It was during childbirth that she died giving birth to her son and it left an eight-year-old Joseph taking care of his baby brother and father.

During his childhood, he met a girl named Carina in kindergarten who saw a shy boy with no lunch.  The little girl shared her lunch with him that day and since then Joseph had been in love with her.  Throughout his childhood and teens, Joseph kept a watchful eye on his father, making sure he didn’t burn down the house and managed to take care of his kid brother by working and making sure his brother ate first then himself.  In high school, Joseph was a popular jock who played football, baseball and wrestled.  He was the star quarterback, and his childhood girlfriend was the head cheerleader.  It was the night after graduation that he got down on one knee and asked her to marry him.  She said yes, even though he did not have a penny to his name and no prospects.  That summer, they got married and took his younger brother out of the abusive household to create a new life.

As luck would have it, they stumbled upon a town called Westray.  It was an odd town, yet it felt like home.  It took some time to settle in, but Carina worked for a nursing degree and became the school nurse at the local school, while Joseph joined the armed forces.  During their time, they had three beautiful children.

At the ripe age of thirty, Joseph joined a secret sector of the military that few people had knowledge of its existence and was given the code name Roman.  Only those with certain expertise joined the ranks of this elite task force.  The mission was simple, to take out targets no one even knew existed; threats against the United States and the free world.  Over the next decade, Roman would place work as his highest priority, being gone for months at a time without so much as a word between his wife and him.

For almost half a decade, he went on numerous missions until one fateful day the mission went into disarray.  The men and women he called family were killed next to him, he barely survived but the enemy certainly left their mark on him with the burns from the blast along his left side of his back along with the mental scars no one can see.

Roman emerged from the ashes, after months of therapy and counseling he returned home to Westray to his faithful wife and children, a broken man.  Civilian life did not suit Joseph well; he lost all sense of worth knowing he survived while his boys and girls were buried six feet under.  Things began to unravel quickly with his inability to keep a job, his anger issues and alcoholism.  Despite his wife’s efforts to comfort him and help him through this turmoil, Roman could not climb out of the hole he was digging.

Things got worse when Carina was diagnosed with stage four breast cancer.  Joseph managed to sober up for the sake of his wife and children as she went through surgery and chemotherapy, but she lost her life just over a year later after her diagnosis.  After her death, the man everyone used to know was a hollow shell of who he used to be.  Joseph no longer existed, all that was left was Roman.  Roman’s eldest son took up the mantle of taking care of his father and siblings, causing a fracture in their relationship that has never been fixed.

Currently, Roman works as a bouncer at the local strip club and is extremely popular with the ladies.  Most of the workers fondly call him Papa Bear.  Although, known as the town drunk and a womanizer.  Many people remember him as the family man he used to be and know that if you have his friendship, he is loyal for life.

[vampireliamhernandez]

⟡ LIAM HERNANDEZ INTRO ⟡

★ IN CHARACTER ★

FULL NAME: Liam Hernandez

SPECIES: Vampire

AGE: Appears 27, actually 65

GENDER IDENTITY: Cis-man

OCCUPATION: Mechanic at Taylor's motors

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual

LENGTH OF TIME IN ASHWICK VALLEY: Three years

FACE CLAIM: Danny Ramirez

★ BIOGRAPHY ★

TRIGGER WARNING: Murder, army/war, death of loved ones.

Liam could still remember the first time his father told him he was proud of him. It was a memory seared into his mind, though not for the reasons one might expect. He had been only eleven years old at the time, a carefree child, unaware of how quickly life could change with just a few words. The day had started innocently enough. He’d spent hours outside with his childhood best friend, running around, climbing trees, and laughing like they had no worries in the world. As the sun began to set, they laid side by side in the grass, exhausted but happy. That was when she turned to him, her face suddenly serious.

"I have something to tell you," she’d whispered, her voice tentative, unsure. "I’m a vampire."

Liam hadn’t known what to say at first. He’d heard stories about them, mainly from his father, but in his young mind, it was something distant, something straight out of a fairytale. But as she began to explain what she could do, he felt more amazed than anything else. The fear and hatred his father had spoken of didn’t register for him.

They giggled together, imagining what life would be like if he was a vampire too, the concept feeling more like a game to him than anything real.

They left the park that evening, still whispering and laughing, the weight of her revelation not fully sinking in for Liam. His best friend had shared her deepest secret, and he felt no fear, no disgust, just wonder. But the reality of the world around them was about to shatter that innocence.

That night, they had dinner at his house. His mother had cooked a big meal, and his father sat at the head of the table, as always, presiding over the family with his stern, authoritative presence. Liam, his two younger sisters, and his best friend sat at the table, chatting. Without thinking, without understanding the gravity of what he was about to do, Liam spoke.

"She’s a vampire," he said, proudly, as if sharing a fun fact about his friend.

The reaction was immediate. His father’s face darkened, the smile vanishing in an instant. Liam had seen his father angry before, but this was different. This was a kind of anger that went beyond mere frustration, it was disgust. His father’s voice, sharp and commanding, filled the room.

"Get out of my house," he spat, looking directly at the ten-year-old girl sitting at their table.

Liam’s stomach twisted, the shock of the moment hitting him like a physical blow. He had never felt so sick inside. His father had yelled at him many times before, but this was the first time Liam truly felt the weight of his words. The guilt that surged through him was overwhelming. His friend, his closest companion, left the house in tears, and Liam just sat there, stunned and silent.

And then, the moment that would haunt him forever.

His father turned to him and smiled, a proud, approving smile. "Good job, Liam. I’m proud of you. Always speak up when it comes to vampires. They don’t belong with us."

Liam’s heart twisted in confusion. He had longed for his father’s approval, had imagined what it would feel like to make him proud. But now that it had happened, it didn’t feel right. It felt wrong, dirty, even. He didn’t understand it then, but the seed of guilt had already been planted, and it would grow in the years to come.

Before he knew it, his father was handing him all kind of weapons, explaining to him how to use them. Wanting his son to make his first kill. If his best friend’s family didn’t move before they got there, he certainly would’ve…

As Liam grew older, the realities of his father’s beliefs became clearer. His father hunted vampires and wanted him to become exactly like him. His father, always the authoritarian, made sure to shape him into the man he wanted Liam to be. Any shred of the innocent, wide-eyed child who once marveled at the world was methodically stripped away. His father crushed his spirit, molding him into someone cold and detached. Liam learned not to speak unless it was necessary, only breaking his silence when it came to protecting his younger sisters from their father’s harsh words.

The only way he found to escape was enrolling in the army when he turned 18. thinking he would finally be free and independant, but instead he had to face the harsh realities of war.

His life took a turn for the better when he met Maia Kelly, he realized life could actually be enjoyed and that he could be exactly who he wanted to be. Maia was like no other girl he met before, he fell in love with her almost instantly and left the army to be with her. He wanted to get married, to have kids, she entertained the idea for a while, but eventually she had to tell him she was a vampire. He felt conflicted, betrayed, she wanted to turn him and he wanted to be with her forever, but he was scared of what he would become, fearing he would lose his humanity, be like the monsters his father always described.

Eventually, he got hurt, Maia got scared.

She made the choice for him and turned him.

He struggled to adapt, he did try for her, but eventually he had to leave her. He reenlisted and eventually had to fake his death due to suspicions about the fact that he wasn't aging. He left, carrying trauma, anger and deception.

Years of self-discovery ensued, he tried to find love again and finally did only many years later. He was 61 years old, he thought things would finally change. Daniela, a witch, already had a daughter. The two adults got married and Liam even adopted Dahlia only a few months later.

Then, tragedy struck. In November of 2022, Liam and his wife were driving home from dinner with friends when they got into a car accident. His wife didn’t survive, and Liam was left to pick up the pieces. He had no time to grieve. He had to be strong for Dahlia, who was now only 3 years old, growing up with only one parent.

Liam moved them to a supernatural town and as the months passed, Liam threw himself into his work, trying to be the best father he could. He’s completely giving up on living a good and ordinary life.

★ FAMILY MEMBERS ★

Antonio Hernandez (father, deceased)

Elena Hernandez (mother, deceased)

Adriana Hernandez (sister, alive, 63 years old)

Isabella Hernandez (sister, alive, 61 years old)

Daniela Hernandez (ex-wife, deceased)

Dahlia Hernandez (adopted daughter, 6 years old)

★ TAKEN CONNECTIONS ★

Maia Kelly (ex-girlfriend, enemy, sire, soulmate)

★ WANTED CONNECTIONS ★

1. One or potentially both of his sisters could’ve been turned into any kind specie. Could be interesting to write the family connection and the drama! They would be thinking Liam died at war.

[blacksheepfms]

Maia Kelly Intro

★ IN CHARACTER ★

FULL NAME: Maia Kelly SPECIES: Vampire AGE: Appears 28, actually 80 DATE OF BIRTH: May 28, 1945 GENDER IDENTITY: Cis Woman OCCUPATION: Stripper at Walk of Fame POSITIVE TRAITS: Adaptable, Loyal, Charismatic NEGATIVE TRAITS: Manipulative, Impulsive, Calculating SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Pansexual/Demiromantic LENGTH OF TIME IN WESTRAY: 1 month TATTOOS: She has a small moon on one wrist and a small sun on the other FACE CLAIM: Courtney Eaton

★ BIOGRAPHY ★

TRIGGER WARNING: crime tw, bad parents tw, death tw, blood tw Maia had to laugh that her name in Māori meant “one who has unconditional love” because she seemed to have anything but.  She barely knew her father, only knowing that he knew her mother from a con she was involved in, so naturally when he wasn’t in the picture her mother tried her best to raise Maia on her own in her home country of New Zealand.  However her mother, couldn’t stay out of the business for long.  Most of the time Maia couch surfed, family and friends taking her in until her mother came back for her, and it wasn’t until Maia started being able to realize what the family business was that she realized she needed to be useful. She started using her childlike charm and cuteness on her mother’s cons, always believing that if she did well enough her mom would make enough money and they could actually settle down together and live a normal life.  But the more Maia grew up the more cynical she got, knowing dreams were something that she should never afford to let herself fall into one.  As Maia was of age she ran from home and started doing her own jobs, soon having a crew of trusted individuals that she thought she could call family. Little did she know that trust was misplaced. One particular con went south when some of her crew betrayed her and convinced the mark to join in on the real con of getting back at Maia.  What she didn’t expect was that the mark was actually a vampire and was so mad at Maia that he thought he killed her as revenge.  Maia blacked out and the next thing she knew she was covered in blood and everyone had abandoned her and took her things, thinking she was successfully dead. She gathered what she could and started moving around and changing her name.  Still doing minor cons at times but she mostly stopped after the one that ended in her death.  Maia lived a life that was full of movement and loneliness even if she didn’t want to admit it.  One day she heard about the town of Westray and made her way over to check it out.  She hasn’t been in Westray for very long and is still getting used to everything but Maia hopes that this could be as close to a home for her as possible.

★ WANTED CONNECTIONS ★

Grounding Presence - Maia can be a bit of a wild child and would benefit from someone to calm her tf down

Maker - Has she seen her maker since he’s killed her? Who knows let’s plot!

Wild Child - On the other hand let’s go crazy, let’s get stupid and have some fun.  She’s always down to have fun and try new things

Old Friends - Maia has been around for a while and maybe she’s come across your character at one point in time!! BONUS POINTS IF THIS IS THE FRIEND THAT TOLD HER ABOUT THE TOWN

One Night Stands/Friends With Benefits - Maia takes some time for true romance to blossom but she’s totally down for some sexy fun times/flirting

Neighbors - She’d make friends easily with those living near her (on the flip side maybe they have had a run in or two)

Old Marks - This doesn’t have to necessarily be her last mark that got her fleeing but it could be someone she scorned in the past

Crew Members - Doesn’t have to be the one (s) to turn on her but imagine if it was 👀👀

★ PLAYLIST ★

The Feminine Urge by The Last Dinner Party

Remember My Name by Mitski

She’s A Guillotine by The Blood Arm

My Number by Foals

To Love A Boy by Maya Hawke

Sad But True by St. Vincent

Drinkee by Sofi Tukker

Lies by CHVRCHES

Red Wine Supernova by Chappell Roan

Liability by Lorde

complete playlist can be found here