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Hello to all the monsters out there! The game will officially open at 7pm CST/5pm PST/8pm!

This weekend marks the weekend before classes begin. Be kind to the new freshmen you may see around as you more experienced Byrne university folks move right back in and get into the swing of things again. Once we open you can write out just that or getting reacquainted with the town once more! Until then, feel free to post any intros you might want out there or what have you!

DON'T FORGET TO WELCOME THE FRESHMEAT!!

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THE ALRAUNE.

“ the alraune is a plant like creature with a humanoid appearance and blood instead of sap in its veins. ”

biography.

name. up to player age. up to player occupation. up to player sexuality. up to player gender. up to player faceclaim. up to player monster. nymph or mandrake

origin.

you soak up the lustful gazes of your fellow students just as hungrily as you soak up the afternoon sun. whispers and not so subtle stares, compliments, either welcomed or backhanded. they all feed you with the adoration and desire you crave.

some say you’re easy. other’s say you’re an attention seeker. maybe you are? so what. these things make you oh so happy and isn’t that what life is about? being blissfully elated?

{forest lord, flesh-being, researcher, carved bonsai}

look.

hearty, beautiful, exotic, dangerous, violet eyes, heterochromatic eyes, bright eyes, enrapturing eyes

moves.

single blossom roots. you can dig your body into the ground at the end of the night and sleep until dawn, awakening healed. While inside the ground their hair turns into a flower that may be pulled out, disturbing their sleep

hallucinogenic pollen. you exude delicious pollen that puts others into a love-sick trance. 

mandrake scream. you can let loose an ear piercing scream directed at a target. if used after you have been yanked out of the ground the person is harmed, deafened for a up to thirty minutes, and pushed 10 feet away from you.

social circle.

the cerberus: it’d be a straight up lie if the alraune said they didn’t have a bit of a school girl crush on the cerberus. they’re not sure what it is that drew them in, maybe it’s the whole air of mystery or the fact that the cerberus is one of the few people that doesn’t blatently give them the affection and adoration they crave, but it’s something. regardless, the alraune isn’t even bothered by the fact that the cerberus hasn’t fallen for their aura. crushes are fun and the alraune is just soaking in that giddy bliss.

the fae: there is something of an understanding between the fae and the alraune. two inhumane beings. both with a deep connection to nature. they met each other during a horticulture class and were quick to form a friendship. especially after they realized neither was fully human. they found they could be their most authentic selves when around each other, which explains why they decided to live together this school year.

the mad scientist: the relationship between the alraune and the mad scientist is one that baffles most. many speculated the alraune spent their free time with the mad scientist in order to get something out of them. maybe so that the mad scientist would do their school work for them or write a term paper. hell, even the mad scientist speculated this in the beginning. but as the days turned into months, the alraune’s interest and enjoyment in the mad scientist was real. maybe their statements about ‘seeing the mad scientist potential and wanting to soak in it’ was genuine. and okay, maybe the alraune saw the looks the mad scientist would give them and wanted to soak in adoration as well.

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THE CERBERUS.

“ vigilant, relentless, judgmental, and perpetually inbetween. ”

biography.

name. teyo reyes age. twenty four occupation. mechanic at black wood auto repair and tow sexuality. pansexual gender. cis man faceclaim. brandon larracuente monster. hell hound.

origin.

Teyo grew up in a pretty unconventional home. There was always a sense of something more that loomed over his family. It was just him and his father for a long time. His mother was never in the picture. He didn’t understand why when he was little. But once he grew in to his teen years. The reason was explained. His father came from a long line of “Guardians.” Tasked with guarding the line between the living and the dead. The kind of life his father had to lead wasn’t appealing to his mother. So she left. Teyo hasn’t quite forgiven her for leaving him too. But he figured that she wouldn’t want him in her life now.

Growing up with his dad was an interesting experience. He started to be taught the family trade when he was about thirteen. Before then he was bounced from friend to friend while his dad went out on ‘hunting’ trips. Finally being brought into his father’s world was one of the happiest moments of his life. Mostly because it meant he was able to spend time with his dad. Yeah, it wasn’t your usual father son road trips. But they were together. It made Teyo finally feel like he belonged. Especially since his dad traveled with two other men. His Tios {Uncles}.

Teyo can’t really say why exactly his father and uncles decided to settle in Cinderbrush. Maybe it had something to do with all the supernatural energy blanketing the town. But when Teyo was sixteen they made the town their main base. It was nice to finally have a real home to come back to after days on the road. Teyo was even allowed to enroll in school. Which did mean he didn’t get to go out with his father as much. But he got a little bit of normalcy.

Life was good. It was Teyo’s definition of normal. He made friends. Got to be as close to a normal teenager as he could be. Everything changed when he was in his first year at Byrne University. His dad and uncles left on a routine hunting trip. They were only supposed to be gone for a few days. Two nights after they had left town, Teyo woke up in a cold sweat. He swears he could feel them. It was the worst kind of pain he’d ever experienced, on top of an almost crippling sadness. He was sure he himself was dying.

It would be another week and a half before Teyo was alerted by authorities that his father and uncles had passed. A tragic accident. But He knew they were gone the moment he’d woken up that night. For a few months he just went through the motions. He couldn’t bring himself to do what he knew he was supposed to. What he’d been taught. Trained to do.

Was a year later that he finally opened Grim’s trunk. Part of him hoped that he wouldn’t be chosen. Maybe he wasn’t worthy to take his father’s place. But that wasn’t the case. He could feel it in his bones when he touched the hide.

It’s been three years since he was accepted by Grim. Three years of juggling college and making sure dead things stay dead and the living stay living. This isn’t the way he thought his life would go. He didn’t think he would be doing it all alone. But he’s determined to live up to his father’s legacy. Live up to Grim’s legacy. But sometimes it seems like a lot to put on one dude’s shoulders.

look.

The burn of smoke in your lungs. Bruised knuckle and split lips. Flannel shirts, ripped jeans. Long walks in the twilight. Deep bonds and deeper wounds. The loss of innocents. A crippling sense of justice. Mournful whispers of forgotten spirits. Sharp teeth. The taste of stale blood on your tongue. The smell of campfires and earth clogging your senses. Deep thoughts and lonely nights.

moves.

watch dog. you exist in the liminal space between two communities: one is resplendent with light, the other is damned to the shadows. it is your duty to guard the boundary

dig deeper. when you successfully snooping around someone’s room or through their belongings, the owner of that character will tell you a secret, and you can choose whether or not they realize you went through their things.

social circle.

the alraune: it’d be a straight up lie if the alraune said they didn’t have a bit of a school girl crush on the cerberus. they’re not sure what it is that drew them in, maybe it’s the whole air of mystery or the fact that the cerberus is one of the few people that doesn’t blatently give them the affection and adoration they crave, but it’s something. regardless, the alraune isn’t even bothered by the fact that the cerberus hasn’t fallen for their aura. crushes are fun and the alraune is just soaking in that giddy bliss.

the ghoul: let it be known, the cerberus is a guard dog. the keeper of the peace. the one that controls souls that pass between the two realms. and recently they’ve felt as if someone has slipped past. someone that was not supposed to. all the cerberus has to go on is a feeling. call it intuition, but when you know, you know. the cerberus is not sure how the ghoul got back to the land of the living, but they know they don’t belong and they’re not going to sleep until the ghoul is back where they belong. and they belong on a boat in the river styx headed to the underworld. but first the cerberus has to realize its the ghoul they’re looking for. yeah, that would be a good start.

the mad scientist: it’s truly hard to find good neighbors, and both the cerberus and the mad scientist would say the other doesn’t fit into that category. the cerberus is sick and tired of hearing weird banging and tinkering through the walls every day of the week. hell, last friday something blew up and shook the cement wall the two shared. and the mad scientist, well they have a dog allergy and sneezes up a storm every time they get near the cerberus. the mad scientist is convinced the cerberus is hiding a dog in their home, and won’t stop until the landlord does something about it.

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THE CHOSEN.

“ powerful, vengeful, conflicted, masochistic. the chosen is a monster slayer who finds themselves drawn to the darkness. ”

biography.

name. autumn parker age. 21 years old occupation. college junior. backstock worker at what the dickens. sexuality. heterosexual gender. cisfemale faceclaim. natalia dyer monster. not available

origin.

autumn parker wasn’t born into a monster hunting family. she didn’t grow up with the idea firmly planted in her mind that she was destined for greatness. in fact, she had an absolutely mundane childhood. two loving parents, a sleepy small town, middling popularity thanks to her spot on the cheer squad…

but then she turned eighteen and her world went to shit.

there are a lot of things that they don’t tell you by the time you graduate high school that apparently you’re supposed to find out on your own: how to do taxes, to have a simple signature because the amount of times you have to sign your life away is a little exhausting and oh, by the way, all of the monsters you’ve ever read about actually exist. presently. and they’re out to kill you.

parker didn’t ask to be shoved into the role of a monster slayer, but when you watch a vampire kill your dad right in front of you the night of your high school graduation party some things are just unavoidable. she’s read the books, she knows the routine, and by some twist of fate she’s naturally good at it, but it wasn’t a fate she came around to easily.

the first kill was vengeance. the second was protection. by the time a stranger approached her and started insisting that she had been marked by a higher power to be a protector of humanity she was skeptical but not entirely dismissive. and then she encountered her first werewolf and she knew. 18 years without even a hint of the supernatural and then out of the blue it was like they couldn’t stop intruding into her life? it was absolutely not a coincidence.

apparently her enrollment at bryne u wasn’t either. parker had gotten into many schools, but she’d felt drawn to the college in the next town over more than anywhere else. the second she stepped foot onto campus she knew why.

how the rest of town wasn’t registering the fact that it was supernatural central was beyond parker’s understanding but one thing was for sure - she knew a lot of people who needed protecting. and she only hoped that she could live up to the great legacy that had apparently been thrust upon her. 2 years later and at the very least she and everyone she’s close to are all still kicking.

look.

knives. arrows. stakes. guns. weapons. hidden under jackets, within books, tucked into high socks. hands and knees bruised from falls but giving up is never an option. bitter, twenty-one, and knowing there is only one exit. big blue eyes masking true intentions. just your average girl with the weight of the world on her shoulders.

moves.

come prepared. you have an outlandishly large armory, complete with ancient artifacts. just in case the need arises.

to the books. when the chips are down, and the sinister villain seems unbeatable, you can turn to your friends for research help. If more then two people join you in the library for a sleepless night of research, you can choose one of the following: 

ask the admin a question (admin must answer truthfully) 

you learn your enemies weakness 

learn a secret about your enemy

social circle.

the mortal: the chosen and the mortal met during a random social experiment during freshman orientation week. since, the two have struck up quite the mighty friendship. the chosen knows they can trust the mortal because they’re certain they’re not a supernatural creature of any kind, and the mortal thrives on the exciting life the chosen leads. lets get one thing straight, the mortal is very much albert in the duo, although the chosen lets them believe they’re robin.

the vampire: the oldest rivalry is between monster hunter and vampire. fuck, van helsing and dracula got books out of theirs. the minute the chosen walked into town, the vampire could sense the threat. so far, the vampire has yet to be noticed by the chosen, or so they think. both is aware of the other, biding their time and weighing the pros and cons of the best time to strike. the vampire wants the chosen dead, and will not hesitate to strike if they feel their undead lifestyle is threatened.

the werewolf: the werewolf is not subtle. and if you knew what to look for when looking for a monster that shifts with the phases of the moon, then the werewolf would stick out like a sore thumb. and the chosen, being a monster hunter, definitely knew what to look for. the werewolf is painfully unaware that the chosen knows their supernatural secret, and the chosen wants to keep it that way. it’s always better to use the element of surprise when killing a monster. that was taught in monster hunting 101.

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