gwen-the-red-bird

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stats: Gwen Redfield, 20, she/hers, witch, librarian

side: good

what’s happened to her in the last three years

even though she wasn’t particularly close to effie or leo, finding out they had died (on prom night no less) that was rough. gwen definitely cried

but then there was the excitement of graduation and preparing for college in maine (go white mules!) and helping her mom get ready for the family booth at the Founders’ Festival

she was in the middle of selling some aloe plants when It happened. even now, when she closes her eyes, she can still see the broken pots, smell the spilled soil.

that day, she didn’t fight. she tried to heal, tried to help as many people as she could, including her mother. it wasn’t enough.

what is she up to now

Gwen still lives above ground with her father. her powers aren’t enough to be of interest to the Big Bads; she knows that.

she is not officially part of the resistance, but if she is more than willing to lend a healing hand if need be, if the coast is clear.

she spends her days working in the library, trying to make sure that at least some bit of life for those who remain in Havensdale is normal.

wanted plots

a resistance member she healed

patrons of the library

any other witches who remain above ground

#hihtimejump #hihrp

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Natalia Dyer as Nancy Wheeler Stranger Things (2016-)

#fc

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hailie-tyler​:

“Is it wrong that I’m kinda hoping that someone does step on your toes? Just so I can see your bets fly off,” she joked and winked just for good measure. “But hey, don’t let this sparkly nightmare fool you- I’ll threaten anyone with death. I’ve got you, Gwen. No one messes with our personal space tonight.” Hailie watched as Gwen scanned the room and more and more of their soaked classmates shoved their way into the house. Gorgeous G really had a lot to answer for. “Bathtub might have a line at this point. Faye Montgomery looks like she needs to take a few spins in the washer-dryer. I know, it’s tonight’s biggest tragedy… RIP to Gorgeous George’s reputation. This is gonna be all anyone can talk about tomorrow, I swear.” Hailie smiled when Gwen talked about her parents (god, she was so embarrassing but whenever she heard about a couple who were #made it…). “That’s nice. The date nigh thing, I mean. Do they do that a lot? Oh, don’t. My dad could fill about five hundred photo albums at this point. He sees me everyday, you’d think he’d chill. He’s probably still at the cheese thing too; we Tylers can’t say no to free food. And cheese is our weak spot.”

“Hailie Tyler, you are an evil evil human for wishing harm on others. Even if said harm is just a squished toe.” Gwen made a note to herself to be especially careful as she attempted to maneuver around the crowded room (although how much moving she’d be doing was a real question) to avoid any accidental injuries. “See, I think the sparkly nightgown just adds to your general aura of awesomeness. It really is a gorgeous dress. I’ve been meaning to tell you all night.” She managed to move a few inches, almost losing her balance as she did so. “Is Faye okay? The last time I saw her was pre...Well, before the announcement debacle. That must have been rough. I’m sure that his reputation will recover. Those dimples are literally magic, right?” At the mention of her parents, she let out a small laugh. “It’s going to be their twentieth anniversary in two weeks, so yes. Lots of date nights for them. And lots of pizza nights for me. Not that I’m complaining. I love a good pizza.”

#Hailie

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hailie-tyler​:

gwen-the-red-bird​.

They were inside, and Gwen wished that she wasn’t at a party so that she could use a little juju to dry herself off. But for now, she’d be happy to just be inside. “Yep, definitely not meant to be an indoor party. The couch to floor ratio is all off. Like, I have so much respect for everything that Stevie does, but this could be better organized. Sadly, I don’t think people are going to be leaving this house anytime soon given the lovely weather.”

“Things are about to get really close, really fast. When in doubt, shove your elbows out. That or you can get most people to move with a good ‘I might just murder you, who’s to say?’ glare. Yeah, he did not hire the right party planner for this one. I mean, in Steve’s defense, Gorgeous George has never been wrong about the weather. This whole time I thought he was actually manipulating it like Storm from X-Men just so he’d never be wrong, y’know? RIP to that dream. You’re right… Not unless anyone wants to brave calling their parents for a ride.” Hailie paused, internally and externally shuddering. “I’ve already dealt with way too much of my dad being a dad tonight for that. Last thing I need is me, him and Dexter in a confined space to drive like, five minutes that feels like five million.”

“I’m not going to threaten someone with death. That’s not really my MO. Same with elbowing. Unless someone steps on my toes. If that happens, all bets are off.��� Gwen scanned the crowded room, looking for some sort of spot they could stand and be more comfortable. “If we could get upstairs, I bet we’d have actual breathing room. Or maybe, like, if we could find a bathtub? I bet that would be empty. It’s a shame about Gorgeous George though. My mom’s going to be so sad to have to use a different weatherman. She does love him.” Another scan across the room. No, their options were fairly limited. “My parents are at that wine and cheese thing, and, like, ruining their date night? No.” She’d already ruined so many nights for her parents. “And how many photos did your dad take tonight? Was it in the thousands?”

#Hailie

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interview-with-a-dave​:

Dave would have taken any one of the ‘girl problems’ Gwen had listed off for him over the real situation. After all, what was a little drama on prom night compared with a murderous, dress stealing, endlessly pissed off, no-humanity baby vamp? It was obvious this gal wasn’t equipped to deal with what he was selling right now. Still, a part of him wanted to vent. He almost missed the ‘Jess’, he was so busy running through his own thoughts. “Wait, you know…? I mean, of course you do, who doesn’t? Small town. Right, right. Ruby. Inside.” He paused then before letting out a sigh. “Ruby’s probably snuggled up with Corey somewhere overlooking the stars by now. Damn it. Damn it. This night cannot get any worse… Ah, sorry, kid. You don’t wanna hear about any of this.” Another pause, another foolish ‘a little compelling can’t hurt’ thought. “Right?”

“Yeah. I know Jess. I mean, small town, same grade, shared a locker room with the cheer team for the past four years, and...” She was babbling now, the way she so often did when Jessica Harvelle was involved. It didn’t even have to be when talking Jess, and she was just a mess. Ugh, how embarrassing. “Yes, um, Ruby. Like I said, I don’t know for sure. Like, I’m not tracking her or anything, but given the rain and the whole prom night and Corey thing, I feel like she’s probably around here, somewhere...” She trailed off at his ‘can’t get any worse’ comment. “Is everything okay? With you, I mean? Because you seem kind of, well, no offense, upset.”

#Dave #the way she is not pleased

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#fc

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#fc

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interview-with-a-dave​:

“I’m… Yeah, definitely not okay right now but I shouldn’t get into it. Just- Just girl problems.” To say the absolute least. Dave knew what he had to do to help Jess get her humanity back on but it wasn’t going to be pretty. And he couldn’t do it alone. He didn’t want to ruin Ruby and Corey’s big night but… His thoughts were quickly interrupted by a sudden lashing of rain. “What the fu—,” when had Gorgeous George ever been wrong about the weather? Dave looked around him and it was quiet enough, there were general shouts over the sudden downpour and hell, who wasn’t a little drunk? “Hey? Hold on, alright?” Dave held onto her hand just enough that he could vamp speed them into the house. What was one more thing right? A quick compelling couldn’t hurt (right). “Goddamn Jessica Harvelle… Forget that just happened, please. You were saying Ruby went inside? Here.”

“When we say girl problems, do we mean crying in the bathroom because she’s PMSing and saw a cute kitten, bummed because the guy she liked didn’t make eye contact during the slow dance or on the verge of causing an international incident because her frenemy passive aggressively insulted her? Because I can handle all those-” Before she could finish her thought, they were inside. Like inside-inside, which was weird, but... “Jess? I...I meant, I think she’s inside. That’d be my best guess.”

#Dave #/loop her in good #/Gwen will have a fit but in a very calm and controlled way thanks

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hailie-tyler​:

“Yes, please.” It was because her mom had picked the dress out for her- why she cared, that is. And maybe a little bit because it really was so pink and sparkly, and beautiful. Either way, she was more than happy to spare it from the rain. “I don’t know if Stevie B planned for this many people in the house. You think the herd’ll thin now it’s past the witching hour or what? I’ve lost Dexter to his five billion fans so I’m alrighty to wait this out in here.” 

They were inside, and Gwen wished that she wasn’t at a party so that she could use a little juju to dry herself off. But for now, she’d be happy to just be inside. “Yep, definitely not meant to be an indoor party. The couch to floor ratio is all off. Like, I have so much respect for everything that Stevie does, but this could be better organized. Sadly, I don’t think people are going to be leaving this house anytime soon given the lovely weather.”

#Hailie

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katie-claws​:

“Thank you! That’s exactly what I think, Gwen. Like, put the measuring tape away Linda, nobody needs that. Right, right-,” Katie held onto Gwen’s hand tightly, cursing how tight the sequence dream of her dress’ skirt was. “Crap, crap, crap. Run, run, run,” she muttered. Heels were the worst. “Ah! We made it! Gwen, we’ve survived. Some of those poor stragglers out there are never gonna be dry again, man. We should celebrate. You want a jello shot?”

“it was a nice intention that went a little too far. Like, they didn’t need to foist those giant sweaters on people whose dresses didn’t meet the standards...” Wow. Katie was fast, and Gwen was glad that she was on the track team; that was the only way she’d be able to keep up. “Yes, we are alive. I mean, I’m a little cold, and my hair is super wet, but we are in one piece, so I guess a little celebration makes sense?”

#Katie

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interview-with-a-dave​:

How hard could it possibly be to find one couple, huh? Sure- he’d been a little distracted tonight. The fact he had a knocked out, murderous vamp locked up for her own good at this very moment wasn’t lost him but… Things happen. Point was, he was focused again. So focused that was, he didn’t even notice her until it was too late and the bumping had already happened— “Shhhh— ‘orry. Sorry there, lost my footing. Weird, uh, uneven lawn. Not to interrupt or anything,” although, he was, “But have you seen Ruby McReid and Corey Andrews? She’s about yay high, got that ‘unapproachable but friendly’ vibe about her, heart of gold and he’s all furrowed brows and tragic backstories. Great hair. Fantastic hair. You know?”

“Oh, it’s okay. I’m fine. Are you okay?” Her foot hurt a little, but that was equally from her heels as from getting knocked into. “I was just talking to Ruby. Literally five minutes ago, but then I think she maybe went inside and...” Before she could give some sort of prediction as to where Ruby McReid could possibly be, the rain started to fall, hard, almost painful in how much there was and how fast it was coming down. “Oh god.”

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hailie-tyler​:

“Legs for days and a really mean spike, I know. And not to mention— Uh, Gwen? Hello? Wh- My dress? Oh shit, my dress. Don’t tell anyone I said that but yeah, like the wind.” Hailie Tyler may never have moved faster in her life. Very embarrassing. “Okay, this has got to be, like, a fireable offence for Gorgeous George Weston.”

“There’s a reason I don’t play volleyball and fear of getting hit in the face by her spike is 120% that...” Gwen was going to have to take that back. The speed at which Hailie moved just then was faster than the volleyball player’s spike. “My lips are sealed. But, let’s get inside. For both our dresses.”

#Hailie

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katie-claws​:

“Yeah, with the great—,” whatever had been ‘great’ about her, aesthetically or otherwise, was quickly forgotten. “Oh man, this is the reckoning those PTA moms were warning me about for the whole ‘belly ring’ thing. Should I make a mess apology to the group or…?” Katie laughed, already tugging her hair up onto her head. “Race ya?”

“I do think the PTA moms were a little...overzealous when it came to the dress code. One tried to measure the distance between my collarbone and the straps of my dress...” Gwen grabbed her skirts in one hand and Katie’s hand in another. “Quick. Let’s go.”

#Katie

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“Oh, from the volleyball team? Yeah, I saw her...And...” [distracted because was that a raindrop?] Oh gosh. Your dress. Okay. Inside. Let’s get inside before things get all soggy.”

#hihstarter

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mary-shot-thelamb​:

Right… I’ll just, um, leave him to that then. Wherever he may be now. [ She paused, shuffling a little in her stupid high heels ] Do you know what to do when you’re not occupied with a prom date then?

Well, I don’t have a prom date, and I’ve been dancing to the songs and embracing the fact that I have no sense of rhythm.

#Mary

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cami-howell​:

                          An A minus? In Geometry? I was happy enough with my C+. You can’t be real, no one gets an A minus in geometry and thinks it’s ‘not that good’. No offense. 

I’m the vice president of student tutoring, so it’d look pretty bad if I didn’t have a good grade in geometry, right? Right. Well, it did mess up my GPA a bit. No offense.

#Cami

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radiant-ruby​:

Thanks Gwen! I can’t believe I actually won. Literally might still be wearing it tomorrow morning.

I think as long as you don’t sleep in it and wash your hair in between wearings, you’ll be okay.

#Ruby