spending the night alone in her apartment was the last thing theo wanted to do right now. sure, it would’ve been easy to go home, but she didn’t want her heightened panic to worry her parents or scare her younger brothers. luckily she’d been able to convince another to come and stay with her. “nothing too scary,” she called from the kitchenette. balancing a bowl of popcorn, a bottle of wine, and two glasses, she reclaimed her spot beside her cousin. “i’m thinking disney level.”
Tomas glared at her slightly, he was taken by surprise and wasn’t necessarily too fond of strangers since Alexander’s disappearance. It wasn’t until he realized that she was the only patron that actually stepped up to him to help that he relaxed. “I’m sorry – thank you,” Tomas took the towel from the girl and pressed it against the palm of his hand watching as the towel went from white to red. “Why…why are you helping?” he asked voice shaky.
she waved off the apology, understanding the hesitance and distrust towards strangers at a time like this. one could never be too careful, especially in a town like deacon falls. “don’t even worry about it, i totally get it,” theo assured him, offering up a small, tired smile and a shrug. the question struck her as odd, but then she was reminded of where they lived and it seemed less strange. she sighed. “i guess i just don’t like seeing people hurt if there’s something i can do about it. the world is already dark enough, why should i add to it when i can try to provide some light?” a pause. “...i sound like a hallmark movie character...”
Nothing had ever been the same since Tomas had caught the glimpse of the deadlights – something he didn’t even realize he knew the name of until he was hit with them. The last thing on his mind though was trying to figure out why he knew that information. He sat in the same spot he always sat in at the coffee shop – side to the window – but idly thumbed the now lukewarm coffee mug. Every time he closed his eyes flashes of his dreams hit him repeatedly.
Himself dead, a pool of blood surrounding him.
Alexander dead.
Other people he hadn’t even met yet but felt so familiar – dead.
He didn’t snap out of whatever funk he was in till he smashed the mug in his hand.
“Fuck – fuck, shit,” He looked down as the coffee pooled all over the table and blood on his hands, blood and coffee dripping onto him. Tomas clenched and unclenched his jaw, he couldn’t cry that was a cowards move. No one around him seemed to care either, and at that moment Tomas felt nothing more than alone.
she’d only come to the café to pick up some cocoa and treats for the squad, a treat for the bonding that would take the place of today’s practice. with one of the girls having lost a parent and another’s girlfriend was amongst the missing, theo knew there was no point in running through cheers and choreography. instead the focus would be on ensuring the squad knew they weren’t alone. the sound of shattered ceramic and cursing from behind made her turn, gaze immediately focusing on the blood. without much hesitation, a small (clean) towel was pulled from her bag and held out to him. “you’re gonna want to get some pressure on that. i can see if they’ve got a first aid kit, but with that much blood you might need a couple of stitches.”
another name . another search party . it felt wrong but she wished she could forget the names and faces . the ones on the missing posters and the ones in her nightmares . she wished her brother wouldn’t have signed her up for such a futile thing . everyone knew they don’t come back once they’re gone . waking up at six in the morning to shout their syllables into an EMPTY forest wouldn’t stop their fates . with a sigh , she looked down at the photo given to all volunteers . a pretty , young thing . black hair and green eyes . dew stuffed it into her back pocket , shaking her head as she walked to her zone . it’d be her , the person’s uncle , and —– ‘ by god , i… did not expect to see you here and awake before noon . ’ / IT EVENT OPEN !
people had always gone missing in deacon falls, it was just a fact of the town. likely why theo always put an emphasis on personal safety with her squad. every single one of the cheerleaders she coached attended a self defense class. team bonding she’d called it, though everyone knew there was more behind it. disappearances were normal in a town this dark. but this felt different. more sinister, somehow. blinking her eyes back into focus on the photo, she glanced up at the her zone-mate. “i run daily at seven am,” she replied, brow raised. “and why wouldn’t i be here to help out?”
❛❛ theodora bramford . ❜❜ ― 🚿 ― counting down the days, making new routines, trying out a tumbling pass for the first time! calling on a play, here behind the scenes. i look around—do these people see what I see?
basics
full name: theodora grace bramford
nicknames: theo, teddy, red
age: 22
date of birth: august 1
zodiac: leo
gender: cis female
pronouns: she/her
sexuality: pansexual
family
father: theodore bramford
mother: elodie bramford
siblings: 3 brothers; an older brother (feel free to apply), william bramford (seventeen), lucas bramford (fourteen)
she's not entirely sure why, but theo's always had an aversion to showers. that's not to say she doesn’t take them, because hygiene is important and we all know it’s way too difficult to wash long hair in the bath. but she’s never understood the feeling of peace people associate with a steaming, hot shower. no, for her it’s always been more of the lukewarm or even cold route, with a miniature panic anytime a simple flush causes a bit of scalding water to break free.
ever since she was younger, theo has been a major fan of cheerleading. she was in gymnastics and dance classes at a young age, and tried out for the cheerleading squad the very first year she could. nobody was shocked when she made the team. after all, she knew every word of bring it on (a talent she’d boasted from age twelve), and was able to pick up cheers and choreography after only a couple of run throughs with near perfect accuracy. she often claims that she was born to cheer, and not many would try to argue otherwise.
related to her shower preference, theo has never been able to get herself to shower in the school locker room. it never mattered if the other girls teased her for it, and they did at first, she just couldn’t do it. and i don’t mean that in a “she didn’t want to shower at school” sort of way. no, theo physically could not get herself to even walking the locker room showers. every time she got up the nerve to try, it was as though some invisible force stopped her right at the doorway, preventing her from even entering the showers. to this day, she still has no idea what keeps stopping her.
originally was named theodore, as her parents had been expecting a boy, though obviously that’s not what happened. theo is very much a lady, and a fairly girly one at that. as demonstrated by her pink and white bedroom color scheme, sizable shoe collection, massive makeup collection, and beloved (albeit small) walk in closet.
100% believes in ghosts and the paranormal. weird noise? it’s a ghost. strange shadow? definitely a ghost. was that the wind? nope, ghost. okay, so maybe she’s not that degree of jumpy, but she’s not above labelling something as being a ghost if she can’t find an alternative answer.
That’s all I’ve got for now, but feel free to come at me with any questions you might have or to plot.
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