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valentinabecks · 14 days

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full name: valentina jane becker age: 31 date of birth: February 19, 1993 astrology: pisces sun, scorpio rising, aquarius moon place of birth: brooklyn, new york residential area: south hills. gender: cis-female pronouns: she/her sexual orientation: bisexual occupation: tracker and ballet teacher.

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she is a very chill person and will get along with pretty much anybody. given her upbringing, you might think she’s uptight and pretentious but she is the complete opposite.

she loves to sing and used to be a singer in the church choir growing up. her mother discouraged her from making it a future as it was too unpredictable whereas dancing was not.

her guilty pleasures include trashy reality shows and rom-com movies. it takes her mind off of all the things she goes through.

her favorite alcohol is whisky and she tends to have a glass every night before bed.

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trigger warning: missing persons

Valentina Becker was born in the heart of Brooklyn to socialite Carmen Sanchez and plastic surgeon Ray Becker. They had tried for years after the adoption of their son and when they finally gave up, Carmen found out that she was pregnant with Valentina. The couple was over the moon and nine months later, their bundle of joy was born.

From a young age, Valentina was put into pageants and when she was four she was put into ballet classes. She immediately loved dancing and she continued into the classes until she was six and was able to be enrolled into the School of American Ballet (SAB) where she learned the art form from the best of the best. She focused not only on her dancing but also gymnastics as well as her schooling.

She stayed enrolled into SAB from the ages of six until she was eighteen. Once she graduated high school, she got accepted into the New York Ballet Company where she started out as an apprentice. A year later in June 2010, she joined the company as a member of the corps de ballet. She loved every moment of learning and a year later in 2011 she became a soloist for the company. Her hard work was paying off and she was able to get her very own apartment in the city where she grew up and in 2015, she was promoted to a principal dancer in the company and has been on top ever since.

That was until New Year’s Day of 2016 when Valentina woke up to her brother missing. Her father was passed out on the couch when Valentina went to look for her mother. After calling the police, she made it her mission to look for her brother. Days turned into weeks which turned into months and no new information was found. She quit ballet and continued to search but after a year, she had given up hope that her brother would be found. Instead, she sought out other families that had missing members and found them all in turn for a reward. She found herself useful and quite good at being able to find people that even the police were unable to find.

For the next seven years, Valentina has been all over the world finding the unfindable. Recently, though, she had found some new information about a potential sighting for her brother in Wilmington, North Carolina so she has found a home there for the time being until her services are needed elsewhere.

connections.

friends: she used to visit Wilmington during the summers until she was around the age of 18. they could have known her before or now that she’s in town for the unforeseeable future.

enemies: im sure there is at least one person that doesn’t like her. could be from when they were kids, or now, and virtually any reason.

people that knew her brother: again could be from when they were younger or someone had seen him recently. she would love to have some connections to people that knew him.

parents of ballet students: she teaches ballet part time so parents of her students would be fun to see. she teaches all genders and age range.

honestly any and everything!

#wnc.intro #missing person tw

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berksozeri · 5 months

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location: amélie's

status: closed for @alesolcno

Animals, nature, long days and even longer nights spent in absolute solitude— Berk was far more adept at handling those than he was engaging with other people. So it kind of begged the question: what the hell was he doing, poking his nose where it didn't necessarily belong?

Short answer? He didn’t know.

The only reason he could think to explain this current deviation from his standard MO was that something about watching Alejandra move around town, worn photograph clutched in her hand, hit too close to home. Felt too much like his own search.

The one he'd mostly, supposedly, put to bed five years ago.

It was nearly impossible not to think about Deniz now, or the man who'd taken her from this world, but he tried. Every damn day he woke up and tried to ignore the justice demanded by her lingering ghost.

"Run it by me again?" This lead she'd stumbled upon so recently. Better to focus on that potential than his own fruitless thoughts and apparent lost cause. "What exactly did they say when you showed them Mari's picture?"

#❝ interactions.#❝ closed starter.#❝ filed under — alejandra solano.#alejandra: 001.#death tw #missing person tw

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georgie-abhrams · 3 months

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ABOUT

Full Name: Georgia Mae Abhrams

Nickname: Georgie, GMA (In her sister’s phone, does a great Robin Roberts impression), Gigi

Age/DOB: March 3, 1992 (31)

Zodiac Sign: Pisces

Gender: Cis Female

Place of Birth: Covington, GA

Neighborhood: Avonlea Terrace

Sexual/Romantic Orientations: Bisexual / Biromantic

Religion: Christian

Occupation: Personal Assistant

PERSONALITY

Goals/Desires: Above all else, Georgie's biggest desire is to be loved, to be wanted. It's all she's ever wanted since she was a child, love and affection. And her utmost desire is to have that piece of herself fulfilled. Outside of her never ending need for acceptance and love, however, she wants to make her family- specifically her siblings- proud of her. She wants to make her life worth something, prove she's worthy of the Abhrams name even if she's hated living in its shadow her entire life. She just wants to matter.

Fears: Dying alone, snakes, heights, forgetting to brush her teeth before leaving the house, never hearing the words "I'm proud of you" from another Abhrams

Hobbies: Going for long runs, cooking new recipes, sleeping until noon, redecorating the pool house on her parents' property she lives in, sending 'accidental' nudes to people she shouldn't, trying to find where she left her epipen, staring at the night sky and making up her own constellations with their own tragic backstories

Likes & Dislikes: high heels, sunlight, anything smothered in cheese, pickles, ice cream, sparkling wine, the sound of her niece's laughter, the warmth of a prolonged hug, smiling until her cheeks hurt, 'self care' days, spending the day in bed, cashmere sweaters, fuzzy socks, hydrangeas, surprise visits, hot showers, men in grey sweatpants // unbrushed hair, ill-fitting clothing, complete darkness, creepy crawly animals, shooting ranges, loneliness, feeling helpless, hot coffee, having to drive herself places, ebooks, mismatched patterns, being told what to do, the way the smell of fire stays in your clothes and hair, the fact that she'll never be a mermaid, chipped nail polish

QUICK FACTS (quick is subjective tho bc idk how to tldr anything and summarizing isn't really my strong suit)

Trigger Warnings: Missing Person & Child Abuse Mention

Born and raised in Covington, Georgia “Georgie” Abhrams is the youngest of the four Abhrams children and if she had to give herself a label- she’d say she’s the black sheep, the family disappointment

She was never her parents’ favorite, despite trying her hardest as a child to get their love and affection, Delilah and Benjamin already had their focus on their eldest children. Georgie did everything to try and make her parents proud, following in her eldest sister’s footsteps in learning the piano and attending cotillion. Ensuring she didn’t act out in public to affect their father’s political image, always looking her best. But it was all to no avail.

So when falling in line and doing everything she could to be the best Abhrams she could didn’t work, Georgie realized what did work was acting up and acting out - it started simple, throwing a fit in the store or making faces during public appearances - anything her young mind could do to get their parents attention. Because despite the fact that it was bad attention, at least they were acknowledging her existence.

As she grew older, Georgie grew more bold, more wild. She hung out with people too old for her adolescent self, got brought home by the cops a few times. It was during those times she’d garner her father’s coveted attention. Sure, it was pure anger- raised voices and hands- but at least he was acknowledging her. Georgie didn’t care what kind of attention she got from her parents, as long as they were speaking to her. At least then she could trick herself into believing they cared.

Despite everything, though, Georgie loved her family and was loyal to them to a fault. A loyalty that was put to the test when she was just 17 years old. She’d met and fallen in love, feeling wanted and appreciated for the first time in her life really lightened the wild blonde’s personality and things began to fall into place for her. Until, that is, her father found out. He normally wouldn’t have cared who his youngest daughter spent her time with, proven by his past indifference, but the boy the youngest Abhrams had fallen for was the son of the man who’d beat Benjamin for mayor and he made her choose. Her boyfriend or her family. An impossible choice, but one Georgie made without blinking, her loyalty shining through the cracks of her broken heart as she ended the relationship she’d come to treasure.

So she went back to her chaotic ways, doing whatever she could to heal her broken heart until she left Covington for college at 18 years old with no intention of ever looking back. If Covington didn’t want her then she’d find a way to make a name for herself elsewhere.

Georgie took to college like a fish to water- not academically, but socially, joining a sorority her first semester and finding people who didn’t tie her worth to her last name. Sure, a lot of her popularity came from the way she showered her friends with gifts, but Georgie finally had the love she’d craved her entire life. And then she met him.

It was only her second semester of freshman year when she’d gone to a rodeo with her sorority sisters and a flask full of tequila. She may have been halfway through the flask when their eyes locked, but she felt instant sparks. He was a bull rider, all danger and sex appeal, and Georgie was powerless against his charms. In usual Georgie fashion (acting on impulse), after a whirlwind courtship the youngest Abhrams left college before finishing her first year and took off on the rodeo circuit with her new beau.

It was everything she could have ever hoped for, the adventure, the romance, the sex. It was perfect, at least until his wife surprised him on the road one day and suddenly Georgie was forced to hide away for two days in another rider’s fifth wheel. When his wife finally left, Georgie was incensed. The fight that ensued was loud and aggressive, but at the end of it Georgie didn’t leave. When faced with the choice of going back to college, or worse, going back home, and staying with a man who’d only ever be able to keep her as his dirty little secret? Well, Georgie chose to stay. At least there she had the attention and adoration she’d sought out her entire life.

And stay she did. For a year and a half, until his wife forced him to make a choice. Their marriage or his mistress. And he chose his marriage, a choice that tore Georgie up more than she’d ever like to admit. And she ended up coming back home with her tail between her legs, moving back into her childhood home with the parents that continued to ignore her. Back to her life as the invisible Abhrams child at 21 years old.

For the next decade or so, Georgie floated through life just as she’d done her entire life. Despite being the only one of her siblings who came back home and stayed with their parents, she continued to be ignored by Delilah and Benjamin unless she was causing havoc that made their family look bad. She continued to hope that one day she’d be good (or bad) enough to garner her parents love and affection, but the older she grew the dimmer the hope was- even if it never fully went away

But then, another twist of fate brought her the attention and affection she’d always wished for from her father when she started dating a man nearly twice her age. Pierce Montgomery was made of old money and older political ties that Benjamin, upon hearing of the relationship, instantly felt he could exploit

Suddenly, the dad Georgie had always wanted was in her life. Interested in her relationship without trying to end it. Asking how she was, inviting her and Pierce to dinner with him and Delilah. She had everything she’d ever wanted and, despite knowing deep down that her father’s attention came full of strings and wouldn’t have happened without Pierce being in her life, Georgie reveled in it. Which was why she stayed in the relationship months longer than she should have. She couldn’t remember the charismatic politician everyone spoke of when they talked about her father, but suddenly there he was. Because of her. Because of a choice she made. And despite having her own job, she got behind her father and his decision to get back into politics.

But as quickly as Benjamin’s affections came, they were gone when her relationship with Pierce inevitably came to an end. And no matter how hard Georgie tried to stay in the loop, to be useful to her father and his rejuvenated political aspirations, she was once again cast to the shadows. So when Benjamin turned up missing, it was easy for Georgie to turn on the waterworks and pretend to be the worried, grieving daughter for the public. Just like her mother wanted her to be, but deep down? Georgie couldn’t help but to feel relieved. She may never have gotten to know her father, but now she didn’t have to worry about fighting for his attention and he was finally back in the spotlight like he’d always wanted.

#covingtonintro #intro.#about.#this is hella long and i'm sorry about it #but idk how to shut up???#child abuse tw #missing person tw #the ca is only mentioned/alluded to but adding it in anyways #sorry in advance about her and her chaos

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emrexerbay · 1 year

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starter for @neenawagncr

location: patty's cafe

Upon hearing that Neena Wagner had done a podcast on Matt Wheeler's missing girlfriend to get some leads, he knew that he had to meet with her. Emre had taken the case for Matt, free of charge, wanting nothing more than to help the young man out. He knew what it was like to not have answers. Yet, he didn't know what it was like to question whether someone he loved was dead or alive. When Emre spotted Neena, he waved her over as he had already claimed a table, "Thanks for meeting with me," he started, "can I get you a coffee? Pastry? Tea?" The options were endless despite only listing off three.

#emre ediz || threads #threads || w. neena wagner #missing person tw #death mention tw

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stigmvtas · 6 months

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CAIN ROMANOV — ABRIDGED.

welcome to marina, CAIN ROMANOV ( nonbinary, they/them ) ! they are a THIRTY SIX year old who has lived on the island for MOST OF THEIR LIFE. word on the street is they’re currently living in TOWER HILL and works as a LIBRARIAN. everyone also says they look a lot like AARON TVEIT. what do you think? — JAMES, 24, THEY/THEM, EST.

MENTIONS OF DRUGS, CULTS, DISAPPEARANCE / MISSING PERSONS, MORE DRUGS, ADDICTION, AMNESIA, AND TRAUMA.

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full name: cain alexei romanov.

birthday: feburary 19th, 1987.

astrology: pisces sun, scorpio moon, cancer ascending.

sexuality: bisexual.

currently listening to: no surprises by radiohead.

last known location: [[[cannot be found]]]

PINTEREST.

brief history.

born to one of marina's current senators, vaughn romanov, and his philanthropist wife adelaide. the eldest of five in a very nuclear, picture perfect, preppy chic family.

upbringing consists of becoming an outstanding citizen; the golden child destined to follow in their father's footsteps - life planned out in front of them, just need to follow the lines. volunteer work and bible study, star athlete and student body president.

always in the public eye, standing besides their father - the ideal to work towards, a shining star - leading model to follow. cain's anything but that behind closed doors; arrogant and harrowing - classist, sneering. consequences never faced - because who could face cain, who could stand up to their antics? a narcissist who never lifted a finger - others doing their bidding in hopes of just a taste of cain's life.

drugs; a poli - sci major in college, business minor - frat president, a face seen everywhere, even in the dim light of a party gone on for too long. when they're too bored with the everyday - they become a middleman for suppliers and dealers, another form of control - another form of payment, something to pass the time.

everything changes when they meet the meyers; an older couple who volunteered alongside them and their father around the holidays. they take a liking to cain - and cain takes a liking to them; grandparents sparsely in the picture, and the meyers practically surrogates. they get closer as months turn into years - meet their family, visit on the holidays - clapping at their graduation.

cult mindsets; manipulation slow but sure - the more they talk about religion, and the end of all days, and the rapture; the more cain listens. the restraints of capitalism, of all materialistic item - of vanity. cain falls deeper and deeper, plays right into their hands.

disappearance; the turning point's when cain finds out that they're not their father's son - that they're illegitimate, that everything's been for nothing. hurt and betrayed - cain disappears into the night and isn't heard from again, leaving their family and a fiancee behind.

cult / drugs; in a brief summary - it's everything that cain's been conditioned to want; free from consumerism, free from material guilt - living out their days and preparing for the world to end. spiritual awakenings and drug use, days blurring into one another - cain worshipped as a savior, as the one they've been waiting for; a leader, like how they've been raised. saviors turn to martyrs, and everyone needs a strawman - and everyone needs an example. days further blurs - years passing, years of things cain can't remember - doesn't want to, doesn't need to. at some point - they're left for dead, that much they remember.

by some miracle - cain reemerges ten years later. they're found off of a highway and brought in - and unable to recall where they've been since their disappearance. memory spotty overall - missing chunks of their life, of who they were - of who they used to be. the news calls it a miracle - photos of the family hugging one another; of cain pulling away from their touch - heaving, sobbing; overwhelmed and afraid.

it's only been a year since cain escaped the cult - since cain survived; almost two years, with the new years coming up - the anniversary of their disappearance, and their rescue. years and years and years apart.

facts & temperaments.

no longer who they once were - it's like they're a different person. their memory is shot beyond hell; still struggles with remembering details of their past life, pre - cult. still struggles with remembering the day to day. they're convinced that it's karma at work - that they deserved this, that it's their chance to repent, to change - to be better. has spent most of their time back apologizing to others for who they used to be.

always been fairly quiet, but they're quieter now. more reserved - less confident in their self. ego death to the max. kinder, and a little sarcastic - skeptical of others, brain - rotting paranoia that makes them distrust strangers. they're working on it, though.

drugs / addiction; the drug use during their cult - time was... intense, to say the least. things they wouldn't do now - still struggles with addiction, though substances have changed. keeps it private.

can't sleep for very long anymore - insomnia and night terrors. constantly deprived of it - though they're used to it. still isn't used to waking up and forgetting where they are - the names of their loved ones, their faces. what they've done the past five days - what they're going to do next. a constant battle.

trauma; they attend therapy weekly - sometimes bi - weekly, if time allows. working on their ptsd, on memory recovery - on their addiction, on the stutter that's formed after years of traumatic events happening over and over and over again. their anxiety, their severe touch aversion that leaves them unable to have skin - to - skin contact with anyone. even the people they love the most.

on a lighter note they have four cats! there's frank, who sometimes goes by big chungus when it's yelled - he's white and grey. then there's brock, who is orange and stoic and fluffy, and shoelace, who is missing an eye and half an ear. and crunchwrap supreme, crunch for short. a calico <3 they keep pictures of their cats on them at all times. on their phone, in their wallet. everywhere.

pretty blunt. they won't go out of their way to talk about the cult, but they won't deny being part of it, and tries to not shy away from the topic if it comes up. it might help them remember more. it also might get the person asking them questions to go away faster. honesty is the best policy!

screwed up so many people's lives both pre - cult and their disappearance. just. fucked up so many people. it's okay. cain's trying to make up for it. feels the need to redeem their self.

low energy. still sociable, and still tries to hold up conversations even though it's a struggle sometimes. wants people to feel comfortable around them, now - so they try to be very casual. they're just going through it and needs some. patience in their life. trying so hard to be friendly and kind to others.

oh. became a librarian because it's quiet and low - contact and they can sleep at the front desk sometimes.

#––– ❛ cain romanov 【 a handshake of carbon monoxide / about. 】#marina:intro #drugs tw #cult tw #disappearance tw #missing person tw #addiction tw #trauma tw #amnesia tw

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hcrrifying · 10 months

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( @jieunfms )

Viktor didn't do hospitals; too many false calls when the disappearance of their sister was fresh, too many Jane Does lined up like actresses auditioning for their typecast, too many false hopes. Every nurse knew him by name, and he hated each and every one of them for it. They lingered near the visitors' entrance despite it - despite their resentment - like a loitering teenager, eyes catching on the back of every passing head until the right one walked on by. "You change your hair?" Viktor peeled himself off the wall, discarding their just-lit cigarette beneath their boot as they trailed behind Jieun, "Looks nice, very fucking - I'm taking control of my life. It's brave, French even." A pause. "Not dead yet, then?"

#––– ❛ starter 【 blame it on your karmic curse. 】#c:park ji eun #missing person tw #jst the mention #hsadhkdf im so sorry. this is viktor's way of caring<3 #hes referring to azra<3 #im going off of the short hair era bt even if she didnt change her hair...viktor wld still say shit like this i think

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isabelladesoto · 1 year

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NIC & NAOMI

some house party in the middle of nowhere

@nicolasestrada

... Naomi wasn't sure how she ended up here- some dead-end lead on the disappearance of Lydia and where she liked to go- it turned out there was plenty about her sister she didn't know. A mystery who shared her face. Naomi brushed the thought and a doorway made of ribbons away as she stepped into a room dropped in red light and cocooned in a deep bass that made her heart thump oddly. After a moment of finding herself her eyes fell on a familiar face- finally and her smile eased as she made her way over to him. Dragging her finger down the bridge of his nose as she flopped unceremoniously on the chair beside him, "Do you know who is throwing this acid trip of a party?" She asked a bit breathlessly and tilted her head towards him, "Sorry, hi-" she remembered her manners late, "Long time no see."

#chat. nic #missing person tw

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letsgctdangerous · 1 year

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“ YOU DON’T NEED THEM TO BELIEVE IN YOU, GET YOUR MISSION ON LOCK AND SEE IT THROUGH. “

[ oliver jackson-cohen, demi guy, he/him. ] ✧･ﾟ is that [ drake mallard ] who just stumbled into town? rumour has it that they’re the [ 33 ] year old originally hailing from [ ducktales 2017 ]. if they had to choose a side they would consider themself [ good ]. i’ve also heard that they’re [ compassionate ] but [ egotistical ] and have [ 2 adopted ] children. i could almost swear i heard [ work this body - walk the moon ] playing when they appeared. [ shark, 27, est, he/they. ]

▨‖‖☆ ooc || about tag || starter ideas || wanted connections || playlist || relationships || threads || pinterest board

trigger warnings: violence, bullying, attempted murder, death mention, missing persons

major spoilers: ducktales 2017 season 2

☆ — drake’s childhood was getting tripped in the hallway, and slammed into the lockers in the gym room. shocking as it may sound, he was not the coolest kid growing up (so shocking), and was rather small and easy to pick on. it didn’t help that he went to school dressed up in the costumes his mom hand-made for him.

☆ — drake got pretty used to being banged up at school, and though he played it cool like the teachers told him to, it usually just resulted in them beating him up more to get a better reaction out of him.

☆ — while the bullying never changed, one day drake’s attitude on it did. he saw the show ‘darkwing duck’ on tv for the first time, and was immediately enamoured with the hero. he saw himself in the character on screen— someone who took a lot of abuse, but even through it all, darkwing still somehow managed to keep getting back up. it inspired drake to do the same, no matter what.

☆ — so for his birthday, his mom got him a brand new darkwing duck lunchbox to take to school, and sewed a costume for him. he took it to school the next day, proudly displaying it at lunch. in response — his bullies slammed his face into it. only a total baby would like that lame superhero— duckpool was where it was at for the cool grown-up kids.

☆ — still, using a move he saw on the show, he finally stood up for himself, knocking the kid down and taking his lunchbox back. it may have been ruined, but at least it was proof he could do this and stand up for himself. the physical harassment at least lessened, even if the verbal and emotional increased.

☆ — drake powered through the rest of school, reminding himself that villains usually had tragic backstories, and he never really knew why the other kids were jerks to him— so he just had to prove he was better.

☆ — he got into acting, something he thoroughly loved, and took up kick-boxing as a constructive way to get out his frustrations. by the time he graduated high school, he was feeling a lot more confident and was ready to dive straight into college, which he did, graduating with a bachelor’s in drama.

☆ — drake spent his time doing shitty commercials and background roles for a couple years before he got what he would consider his first big breakthrough — and man, was it a spectacular breakthrough for him. alistair boorswan was directing a reboot of the darkwing duck television series, and drake was just what he was looking for. the reboot was grimmer and grittier than the original show had been and was missing some of the heart, but drake just knew that he could make it better by being apart of it.

☆ — something was missing though. when drake found out that jim starling, the original actor for darkwing duck, hadn’t been consulted or informed of the reboot at all, he decided to tell him himself. he hoped to ask him to mentor him on bringing the character to life — but was beaten to the punch by jim finding out ‘darkwing duck’ was trending online.

☆ — jim showed up to the studios, expecting to be the star of the new film, and was sorely shocked to find out that not only had filming nearly finished— he was being replaced by the president of his fanclub, drake. drake was promptly tackled by jim when he walked into the meeting and attacked. security was called, jim was thrown off the property and trespassed.

☆ — this didn’t stop jim from sneaking back in though, jumping drake and locking him in a closet, and taking his place in filming the finale. irritated with the way the script was written and slightly unhinged by his quickly spiraling ego, jim ad-libbed the way he thought the character should react, and attacked the actor playing megavolt, knocking over electrical equipment in the process and starting a fire in the studio. he was determined to take up the role of darkwing again, even if it killed him and everyone in the studio.

☆ — drake, having not succumbed to the concussion jim had thought he had given him, managed to escape the closet and arrived on set in time to fight off jim and help evacuate the studio. he couldn’t convince jim to calm down though, and the flaming equipment exploded. drake made it out okay, but jim was nowhere to be found in the wreckage.

☆ — after the explosion, the studio put the production on hold, saying they’d be in contact with drake after they picked up the pieces.

☆ — while he waited for the studio to get back to him, drake did small gigs, and has also been bitten by the hero bug after it was mentioned to him that he could probably be darkwing for real. it was while moonlighting as a superhero that he met gosalyn waddlemeyer, the teenager he eventually adopted after she lost her grandfather and guardian. drake has never given up on the reunification of gosalyn with her grandfather*, but somebody had needed to step up in the meantime, and besides— drake got very attached to the scrappy kid that he saw a lot of himself in. she was determined to get herself in trouble, and if he couldn’t keep her out of trouble, he could at least teach her the ropes of not dying while doing so.

☆ — in the years that passed since meeting gosalyn, drake also picked up another down-on-their-luck kid on one of his cases. he cares fiercely for both of his children, even if they’re not biologically his, and is determined to support them in whatever way they need, even if they’re both now old enough to strike out on their own.

☆ — after the spell was cast and drake was transported to the new realm, he’s still bopping about happily trying to find acting jobs and doing vigilante work on the side. of course, it mostly amounts to getting cats down from trees, but hey. at least he’s the cats’ hero, right? something feels like it’s missing, but then again, that’s been a lifelong feeling for him. nothing new, right?

☆ — drake’s trigger for remembering his children is lullabies. even though both of his children were older when he adopted them, he would sit with them on rough nights and sing them lullabies they remembered from when they were younger.

* ☆ — for whoever takes up gosalyn, you are more than welcome to go with either version of her backstory! i can tweak this sentence based on if you want to go with the darkwing duck version where her grandfather died, or the ducktales 2017 version where her grandfather went missing.

#tbt #intro #violence tw #bullying tw #attempted murder tw #death mention cw #death cw #missing person tw #missing persons tw

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mattswheeler · 1 year

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closed event starter for @emrexediz location: Founder’s Square

While working the booth for Critical Roll, Matt had printed up some flyers to hand out for Emily. It was three years now she had been gone and he hadn’t had a chance to replace the ones in stores yet since his accident so he wanted to just have them at the ready. With everything going on with his best friend and his girlfriend, it made him want to find Emily more and just make sure she was okay. He needed to know it. So, he had the flyers and was giving them out to everyone once again. He had received the pity looks already from people who knew him and they took one, but he didn’t care. He knew those looks and let them just go well. He had finished a purchase with someone he didn’t know, though, and handed them a flyer only for the person to drop it. He groaned and raced around the booth to pick it up and brushed it off. “Could’ve just said you didn’t want one.” He said more to himself and wasn’t aware anyone else was listening.

#interaction ;; emre ediz #emre;001 #event;003 #missing person tw #easthavenevent003

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lilysortega · 2 years

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closed starter for @wcaringthin (drew mclaughlin) at wright’s patch

There were moments lately that made Lily regret giving Drew a key to her place and it was more due to irritation than anything else. She valued the man a great deal and considered him one of her closest friends, since the tornado, she found she just wanted to be alone in her place. She had missed work more than a number of times and was sleeping out in the living room. She hadn’t picked up her place too much and there was stuff everywhere. Piles of papers and dishes, her ash tray overflowing, cans of empty beer here or there... one wouldn’t believe Lily was the one staying there if they knew how she was before. But that was it, she wasn’t how she was before anymore. She was falling apart at the seems.

Which is why when Drew came in here and there and started picking up dishes and stuff, she would get slightly annoyed. It was more at herself than him, but still. It was there and she eyed him as he did to make sure he wasn’t touching her papers. She had a system and she wanted it all to stay just so. However, she was glad when he would take the missing person posters out and put them up. It was then she started really feeling bad about her irritation just moments before. Today, though, she felt the irritation just because he had come over and somehow convinced her to go to the festival and now she was there and she felt like disappearing into the crowd so he couldn’t see her go home. Everything was too cheery and people were dressed up and she just felt not part of it. She felt like a ghost walking amongst the people. Or a zombie from how tired her face looked.

She finally sat down after walking around for a bit on one of the hay bales and looked up at Drew. “I shouldn’t have come out here. This is ridiculous.”

#we can go where we want to a place they will never find ; interactions #drew ; interaction #event;004 #on a vacation far away ; event #missing person tw #depression tw

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heatherxholloway · 2 years

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closed starter for @hawkinschrissy at the hospital

It was funny to Heather how many flocked to the hospital after the storm finally passed. Outside of those who had to go there for there injuries, everyone else it seemed, no matter where they were at, seemed to go there to check in on those they cared about and to hopefully see someone they knew who they were separated from during the storm. She didn’t know if anyone was missing or if anyone had died, so it was already better than the last big event that took over the town, but here they all were, taking care of their own like the town seemed to do after something like this.

She had been talking to people and of course heard what happened at other locations. The weird bats at the mall, the gusts of wind that trapped people in the police station with cars, and of course, the flooding of Melvald’s. Her thoughts went to Chrissy and how she hadn’t seen her yet. She knew her friend had been working that day. Actually, she was supposed to go in and work the closing shift but obviously couldn’t make it. So, she scanned the people at the hospital every time she saw a new group until finally she had seen Chrissy and she ran over to her. “Chrissy! Thank god. I heard about the flood. Are you okay?” She asked and started looking her over.

#oh momma dear we're not the fortunate ones ; interactions #chrissy ; interaction #death tw #missing person tw #natural disaster tw #injury tw

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emrexerbay · 7 months

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self para for emre ediz

october 10th, 2023 @ 10:34 pm

Emre had dropped his daughter off with Celine when he got the call. It was late, but not late enough that he couldn't have got in touch with her. Since it was for work, Seyda understood that things came out of the blue like this and for Emre, it was an important case. He had been working heavily on the missing girlfriend of Matt Wheeler for the better half of the year, trying to fit together all the pieces of the puzzle that had not been attempted by the police three years ago as well. A lot of it didn't make sense but he thought he had begun to narrow it down when Emre got a call late in the evening about a body being found and the dental records matched that of the missing girl he had been looking for.

When he was at the police station several towns over, Emre was presented with what information they gathered from the autopsy and requested a copy of it. He had been studying it, under the dim lighting in his vehicle after he left the morgue when something stuck out at him. It wasn't the first time he read it, but after a few times, this particular note felt like it slapped him in the face. Emre didn't hesitate as he started up his vehicle and sped all the way home. The misty rain wasn't going to slow him down, though at the back of his mind he knew he should be more careful.

Upon unlocking the door to his apartment, he threw the door open and didn't bother to see if it had closed behind him before he headed straight to his room. Emre flung open the closet doors, immediately pushing clothes aside to reach for the box of things that belonged to his wife. Included in those items was all the intensive research and digging he did into her murder. He dumped the box out, frantically shifting through the papers as his heart beat rapidly inside his chest until he found the paper that he was looking for.

Emre set it aside and began digging through the papers again until he found another and another. He had been on a path for his wife at one point, that she wasn't the only person murdered by the person that committed the heinous crime. It hadn't gone anywhere, because he had not had enough information and often got blindsided by the love he had for his late wife. As he grabbed the documents that he had been searching for, he lined them up next to each other and all of the pieces started coming together. Staring at them, the same line rose from the paper at him before he turned, grabbing his laptop and began typing into the search bar.

He had heard of someone doing this before and the man had been recently convicted for his crimes so it was fresh in Emre's mind. As he scrolled through various pages, he found the pieces of information that he was looking for. The police knew that he had a multitude of victims, many of which they had been unable to locate because the convicted murderer would not give up their locations, claiming he had taken the lives of too many to remember. In which, Emre knew was a line of bullshit. Someone like the man didn't forget what he did, he just didn't want to give people the satisfaction of closure after having been caught.

With the information coming to light, Emre sat with his laptop in his lap, staring at it and the papers before him before leaning against his bed. This was it. Two cases solved and a heavy weight was pressing on his chest, making it hard to breath. For years Emre had worked on solving the murder of his wife and he had been unable to do so. Though the weight should have been lifted off of his chest by doing so, there was still the fact that he had to bring the information to Matt about his girlfriend, that she was in fact, murdered. His eyes closed, leaning his head back against the mattress as he thought about his next move. While Emre was obligated to inform the authorities, he knew the man was behind bars several states away. Right now, his main focus was contacting Matt and telling him the news. After he did that, he would further be able to process his own feelings about finally bringing his wife's case to a close after nearly eight years of looking for an answer.

Emre had almost ruined his life looking for the person that took the love of his life away from him. Moving to East Haven had actually given him the opportunity to step back from being so deeply and desperately needed but couldn't bring himself to do. It gave him clarity and now, after all this time, it was done. At least, as done as it could be because he knew that after he told Matt about the closing of his case, he'd have to process his own. He'd have to share this information with his sister, his late wife's cousin and maybe even his daughter at some point.

Reaching for his phone, he picked it up and clicked on Matt's contact information to call him as he'd need to set up a time for them to meet and while he could wait until the morning, the both of them had already done enough waiting for one lifetime for their loved ones to have some sort of justice despite how badly this would hurt them.

#missing person tw #murder tw #emre ediz || self para #self para || ft. matt wheeler #death tw

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stigmvtas · 8 months

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VIKTOR SAMUELS — ABRIDGED.

welcome to marina, VIKTOR SAMUELS ( nonbinary, they/them ) ! they are a THIRTY year old who has lived over on TOWER HILL for THEIR ENTIRE LIFE and works as a VISUAL ARTIST. everyone says they look a lot like MAXENCE DANET FAUVEL. what do you think? — JAMES, 24, THEY/THEM, EST.

MENTIONS OF RELIGION, HERESY, MISSING PERSONS / DISAPPEARANCE, DRUGS, ADDICTION, HOSPITALIZATION, AND REHABILIATION.

profile.

full name: viktor phillip samuels.

birthday: january 2nd, 1993.

astrology: capricorn sun, gemini moon, libra rising.

sexuality: bisexual.

currently listening to: lilian by depeche mode.

last known location: [[[cannot be found]]]

PINTEREST.

brief history.

religion; second eldest to a devout preacher and his wife, only minutes behind their twin sister, but years ahead of their youngest sister. the samuels are a cold, god-fearing household.

unfortunately viktor's never been fond of the lord. after a peaceful childhood, viktor became a terror. a nuisance. finds a love for all kinds of horror early on, and is pretty much a full fledged goth by the time they hit double digits.

heresy; has faked possession, has defiled the church pews, has committed so much heresy they've been banned from all church services. is better off not going, anyways.

their twin sister is the definition of perfection. more moonlight than sunlight, because she's always been unsettlingly cold, even when smiling. got along great with the richer kids, while viktor was known as her freak brother.

kind of like an art prodigy, so they naturally went to art school after high school.

missing persons / disappearance; during their last year of college, their twin sister went missing. search parties search every inch of the island, but there's no sign of her anywhere. after a year of dwindling efforts, they stop the search completely.

drugs / addiction / hospitalization / rehabilitation; viktor went completely off the rails. they already struggled with their drug use, but it got worse during this time. wound up in and out of hospitals and rehab for a good few years. was sober for a few months after their latest stint, but it never lasts for that long. is at least trusted enough to have their own apartment again.

has their own art studio beneath their apartment, the rent inexpensive because of mysterious fire damage that leaves the building not completely up to code. hell yeah.

facts & temperaments.

blacklisted from almost every therapist on the island except for this ancient fucker who will not succumb to viktor's efforts to woo and subdue. is secretly grateful for this.

loves pretty much anything horror. can settle for a thriller. as long as it's scary or disturbing in some way, viktor's into it. fan of goth music and the overall subculture, icon of wearing smudged under-eye eyeliner that only further accents the fact that they look like they've never even heard of sleep before. there is no color in their wardrobe.

moody but the moods range from horny (is a local whore) to just a fucking asshole. doesn't care about other people except for their sister rosa, and a select few others. everyone else is like they're just playing a game of cat and mouse.

doesn't know how to just be. nice. disregards other's feelings relatively easy but is way too into their own emotions. feels everything so incredibly deeply, or not at all.

dramatic and loves the attention, even if they're apathetic. will start shit just because. loves getting into fights that'll result in their ass being fully beat because that's just a tuesday afternoon for them.

uses humor to cope sometimes, and is pretty sardonic - but doesn't ever talk about what really bothers them, or their traumatic past.

masterful at sculpting but fucks around with ceramics a lot and oil paints. got into metalworking for funsies, and sometimes will branch into other art forms, but they know what they're really good at. will destroy their own artwork for funsies sometimes, call that performance art<3

like chaotic neutral i'd say. drives a customized vintage hearse and it's one of the few things that viktor actually loves.

painfully honest unless it comes to their own emotions.

#marina:intro #religion tw #heresy tw #missing person tw #disappearance tw #drugs tw #addiction tw #hospitalization tw #rehab tw #––– ❛ viktor samuels 【 blame it on your karmic curse / about. 】

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hcrrifying · 10 months

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;; VIKTOR SAMUELS — AS TOLD.

[ maxence danet fauvel, nonbinary, he/they ] - was that viktor samuels i saw by the lighthouse today? i heard that the twenty nine year old who has been in nightrest for their whole life and works as a visual artist has a reputation of being perceptive, but also sardonic. they reside in low point & people in town usually associate them with a triple espresso chased with vodka, rooms filled with smoke and lovers; never spending a night alone, and the rejection of everything holy. let’s hope the killer doesn’t go after them next. [ james, 24, they/them, est, n/a ]

MENTIONS OF RELIGION, DRUGS / ADDICTION, MISSING PERSONS, REHABILITATION, MENTAL ILLNESS BEYOND THIS POINT.

profile.

full name: viktor phillip samuels.

birthday: january 2nd, 1994.

astrology: capricorn sun, gemini moon, libra rising.

sexuality: bisexual.

currently listening to: lilian by depeche mode.

current mood: pissed 😠

current location: [[[cannot be found]]]

last tweet: im passing lice onto the next motherfucker who says ‘my condolences’. c*nt.

PINTEREST.

history.

RELIGION; born in nightrest to a preacher and his wife fifteen minutes after their twin sister is; assigned middle child when their younger sister is born more than a few years later. the samuels are a devout family, god-fearing and all-obeying. kinder to strangers than one another; there’s always a chill in the house.

they all think viktor’s going to be this nice, well-standing young man when they grow up; quiet as a kid and a little awkward, bones growing too fast for the rest of them to keep up. speaks mostly to their twin, and not many other people. shy, and out of the way. seen, never heard.

yet the older viktor gets, the more of a...problem he becomes. when he’s twelve he fakes possession and is threatened with exorcism; watches nothing but surrealist horror films, school drawings turning into bizarre, grotesque abstracts featuring his favorite saints. he’s loud, defiant, itching for a fight. like overcompensating for years wasted on being “good”.

his twin’s something less abrasive, at least on the surface. golden-haired and angellike, the jewel of their parents’ eye. her words often laced with double-meaning and matched with a sickeningly sweet smile. she could talk her way out of anything; convince others of her own personal version of truth.

being twins is hard. especially with their sister. near-opposites except for their mean spirit and constantly trying to one-up each other; competing with each other, stepping on each others’ backs to reach an impossibly high pedestal. fighting for their parents’ attention, a rivalry for affection. u get it. connected in that twin way but each other’s biggest obstacle towards greatness.

the only thing viktor has for himself is his art. a natural talent, visually gifted. when he isn’t vandalizing properties or desecrating his father’s church with. unsavory acts. viktor is creating. its the only thing he cares about in school, AP art classes all the way to graduation. they specialize in sculpting and ceramics - but particularly gifted with oil paints. their concentration? <3 religious trauma <3

they go to art school after high school - close to home because, begrudgingly, viktor doesn’t want to be far from their family. from either of their sisters - always protective of the two of them, and usually to a fault.

DRUGS IMPLIED; time passes, all is well - viktor’s a disappointment to their father in particular, but that’s never something new and is in fact something viktor relishes in - their art pieces are featured in galleries; sometimes school-sponsored, sometimes through connections. they’ve got plenty of bad habits that make them feel entirely too good - makes them feel like a “proper” tortured artist and numbs down the boredom of the day-to-day.

MISSING PERSONS; their twin sister goes missing halfway through their senior year of college. viktor never believed much in twin intuition (she could read him like a book, know his every move - but viktor never knew what she was really thinking. think she liked it that way) but that day they woke with a knot in their stomach that hasn’t left since.

they search for months. and months. even when the police stop searching, viktor never does. sees her everywhere he goes - but she’s never there. swears she’s beneath some sort of veil - right beneath their fabric of reality, just out of touch.

DRUG USE / ADDICTION / REHABILITATION; its around this time that their usage gets out of control. hits an all-time-high at six months; spends the next three afterwards in a rehab center. the cycle repeats until it’s background noise in a laundromat.

they drop out of college for a good while. there’s always a hum to the air. they take it slow. some days are better, some are worse. some days don’t exist.

after being blacklisted from the majority of therapist offices in the area, viktor’s more of a person than they were before - at least they’d like to imagine so. they take their medication, they’ve finally gone back and finished their last semester of art school - they’ve been submitting work to galleries in hopes of a showcase. creating new pieces. destroying some of them, but not all. their twin sister is somewhere out there, hopefully - even if she’s not in nightrest. they’ve got to be present, at least for their younger sister.

traits.

they remind me of those cats with really narrow faces and like, giant ears. but like if u fed one after midnight and they turned into a little monster. and it was always after midnight.

unintentionally similar 2 gabe in which they love horror movies. specifically the older camp slasher films w practical effects n all. they love a good sfx makeup moment. they really just love all things horror n like. bizarre n grotesque. was a huge tim burton fan as a kid.

like...casually goth<3 bare minimum of it. they listen 2 darkwave n like. 80s synth a lot but also 90s nu metal. always wearing all black and loves a good crop top.

truthfully is just. so mean sometimes. they’re petty and aggressive and a major instigator. was born a hater and will die a hater. will go Out Of Their Way to start conflict even if there’s none to be had.

loves the attention but in the worst way. can be sooo dramatic and it’s like...what for. its because they feel like it. will start physical fights n then start crying but will still keep throwing punches. #emotional. i’d like to say they feel their emotions freely but it’s like a good 50/50.

emotionally unavailable when it comes to others but has a lot of feelings towards themself. self important i guess<3 chronic ghoster. maker of enemies. chooses when to be affection and to whom. loves to disappoint others just to prove a point. whenever people try to have a serious conversation with them involving either their missing sister or their mental health or literally anything of that nature they Will change the topic. will rarely address it. would rather rot probably tbh.

any of their genuine emotions r buried down into a deep pit where they try very hard not 2 access them because they are like very much absolutely terrified of loss and getting attached to people only for them to leave and that’s partially why they love to chase others away. liege of self sabotage. likes to keep others’ expectations of them low.

whore. i feel like they have a Reputation.

MENTAL ILLNESS; not that its a personality trait (it isn’t) but does have bipolar ii disorder. their emotions are often Heightened and they do go through episodes of mania/depression. i want to clarify it’s not why they’re an asshole and has no bearing on their personality like That but like. its there. it affects them. some days r better n some days r worse but viktor just goes through the motions. i hear that brother *clinks glass*

loves a good thrill. a good adrenaline rush. spends all their money on useless shit. has destroyed countless projects “just because”. chronic cheater. goes outside just to scream.

remember when i said they were dramatic? they learned how to play the pipe organ just to play it in their church before service so everybody would feel mildly haunted and unsettled by it. when they were banned from church they’d take their keyboard at home and do the same exact thing on the pipe organ setting until their parents took it away from them as a kid. and a teenager. and sometimes as an adult.

MISSING PERSONS MENTION; got their mom a ‘mom of a missing child’ mug and honestly. their mom has not spoken to them since. viktor got a good kick out of idk. uses humor as a coping mechanism but some people are just not fond of it. for good reason!

i’d call them morally ambiguous. they have their moments where they’re not terrible but they’re far n few.

one thing i’ll give them is that they’re honest with their intentions. they’ll tell you what they want from you and have like. clear boundaries n expectations with it. no bullshit and no beating around the bush unless there’s some like deep-seated emotions at play. then they’ll do anything they can to avoid those feelings. they’re pretty observant with others’ and i wouldn’t say they’re blind to others’ emotions / feelings / etc. it’s more-so they don’t care.

oh they drive a custom hearse. got nice velvet seating in the back and flames on the rear. dice on the rearview mirror. high luxury obviously. has a little (fake) skeleton buddy that they’ll usually bend in different positions / pose around the hearse. their own passenger princess<3 it’s maybe a little less funny now that people are actively like. y’know<3

relationships.

people who have known the samuels family their entire life because small town. not necessarily friends of viktor specifically but either of the family, or of their twin sister before her disappearance, or friends of their younger sister. people who look at viktor n oh, what a shame.

mutual assholes. people viktor gets along with so well because they both suck in similar or equal ways. something about feathers of a flock but it’s just easier sometimes to be friends when you’re both kinda terrible people.

perhaps a close friend or two. dare i say even a best friend. viktor’s not the type of person to really be like <3 ur my best friend <3 but there are people that viktor tends to be fonder of over others. people who don’t irritate them as much<3

enemies oooh my god so many enemies. either viktor has a grudge or the other or they’ve scorned the other somehow. it’s so easy for viktor to make a fool out of himself. he can’t help it. maybe even enemies with. tension.

like one or two people of whom viktor’s had serious feelings for but has sabotaged in a number of ways to ensure. the least amount of hurt in the future. or otherwise unrequited feelings on either ends.

in that realm, someone that viktor’s got a soft spot for. they’re not like, not-mean but they’re considerably softer for them compared to others by, like, far. even if they wanted to they just cant fr some reason.

sooo many hookups. viktor is out there. viktor’s got a History. either past, present, or future all of them work.

viktor is open 2 having a roommate or two. sometimes rent is expensive and frankly he’s not willing to move back into their family home in ashmore. viktor’s not the worst roommate but u will have to suffer with all his gimicky horror items that he hoards.

literally am open 2 anything n everything. viktor can do whatever and i love any type of plot.

#nightrest:intro #religion tw #drugs tw #addiction tw #missing person tw #rehabilitation tw #mental illness tw #i think those are all my bases.#i havent played them in a group setting in a while #want 2 try it out #if it doesnt work out?#take them out back #take them out.#KDFLHSDHFKSDHKF

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