𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋

i swear i’ve seen THERESA 'TESSA' GRAY around renata before… it could just be that they remind me of LIVE BEFORE I DIE by MARINA KAYE. people say the ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY FOUR / TWENTY-ONE year old showed up ONE YEAR ago. just… appeared, like the rest of them. the last thing they remember is PERFORMING THE SHADOWHUNTER CHILDREN'S RITUAL ON CLARY WITH MAGNUS. but no one ends up here by accident, and sooner or later, everyone gets asked the same thing — do you want to be found?

what’s your name?

"tessa gray," she replied curtly. this scenario seemed familiar. memories that she hoped to be long gone by now, stung like new. the dark sisters and the torture she endured at their hands. had she been abducted? and what happened to her powers? she couldn’t shapeshift no matter how hard she tried.

what’s the last thing you remember before you got here? take your time… you don’t have to remember everything. anything you can remember is enough.

"i was with magnus and brother zachariah helping out a friend." tessa spoke calmly and vaguely enough. while she was on guard of the two men, they had yet to use alternative methods. she also needed to give the allusion of cooperating to sus out what their intenions were.

do you remember how and where you died?

"died?" she remembered the person by the tree saying that, but she thought it to be a joke. surely she couldn’t be dead… if she could die, she would’ve done so long ago— many times over. "you must be mistaken. i can’t be dead. it’s curious how i came here from new york, but death…" she chuckled humourlessly, "impossible."

is there anyone who might still be looking for you? family, friends… anyone at all? do you want us to contact them?

she stared at the people before her for a long moment, reading their demeanor. either they were terrific actors, or they were being sincere in their inquiry. "magnus bane, new york. he’ll know what to do."

now, the most important,do you want us to find your body? if we do, that means you’ll move on… that you’ll disappear from here as well.

"yes." the answer was easy. she wasn’t one who took her life lightly, but the pain of outliving her loved ones was draining. she had already lost her husband and children… she still had jem… but she was faced with the opportunity of relief. she couldn’t pass it up.

ooc:

here we have my favorite little bookworm tessa. she’s been through a lot, and her final answer is depressing af but if she comes across will or her children here, the answer will change without a second thought. she’s quite a curious person and still in a bit of denial, even though it’s been a year lol. she does her own researching in her free time to see what strange type of downworlder world this could be. you can find her at the library and occasionally picking up shifts as a nurse when the clinic is low on them.

i swear i’ve seen BUFFY SUMMERS around renata before… it could just be that they remind me of JUST A GIRL by FLORENCE + THE MACHINE. people say the TWENTY-TWO year old showed up TWO YEARS ago. just… appeared, like the rest of them. the last thing they remember is ANGEL DRINKING FROM HER. but no one ends up here by accident, and sooner or later, everyone gets asked the same thing — do you want to be found?

what’s your name?

"summers comma buffy, or more affectionately known as the slayer."

what’s the last thing you remember before you got here? take your time… you don’t have to remember everything. anything you can remember is enough.

she closes her eyes, lost in the flashes. angel on death’s door… a cure. then the metallic scent of blood filling the air. the feeling of pain and ecstasy. but buffy doesn’t mention any of it. "graduation day is tomorrow… the ascension— i’m supposed to be saving the world right now."

do you remember how and where you died?

"in sunnydale.." she glanced up at the other two, distrust written all over her face. "i can’t really remember how," she lied.

is there anyone who might still be looking for you? family, friends… anyone at all? do you want us to contact them?

"yes. you need to go and tell my mom, joyce summers, and my watcher, giles. my friends as well… just tell them," she paused, trying to think of what could make their grieving lessen. "tell them i’m at peace."

now, the most important,do you want us to find your body? if we do, that means you’ll move on… that you’ll disappear from here as well.

"yes.. as soon as possible. i would like to have my message not be a lie." because more than anything she just wanted to be at peace.

ooc:

here we have buffy. i’ve pulled her around the end of s3/beginning of college. would've done later so she would know dawn and tara, but depressed buffy depresses me 😭😭

she’s still her peppy self and fighting internally with how much she enjoys life here. she knows she has a mission, that if this is a hell dimension she should be fighting her way out and helping others as well. but she is happy to be normal again. to not missing out and fighting for her life every night.

i swear i’ve seen DAPHNE BLAKE around renata before… it could just be that they remind me of PRIMADONNA by MARINA. people say the THIRTY year old showed up THREE WEEKS ago. just… appeared, like the rest of them. the last thing they remember is FLYING TO SPOOKY ISLAND. but no one ends up here by accident, and sooner or later, everyone gets asked the same thing — do you want to be found?

what’s your name?

"daphne blake, you might know me from my show coast to coast with daphne blake. it’s very nice to meet you two."

what’s the last thing you remember before you got here? take your time… you don’t have to remember everything. anything you can remember is enough.

"ummm, getting on a plane to spooky island. i was on my way to solve my first solo case."

do you remember how and where you died?

"i just remember the captain’s panicked voice then… nothing. so, plane crash in the air?"

is there anyone who might still be looking for you? family, friends… anyone at all? do you want us to contact them?

"even though i’m not talking to them right now— the mystery inc. gang, of course. they were with me on the plane, but i hope they survived"

now, the most important, do you want us to find your body? if we do, that means you’ll move on… that you’ll disappear from here as well.

"no. if it’s between existing and not existing, i definitely want to still exist. even if it’s just here. i am very flexible. i’ll adapt."

quick info — daphne is a mix of all the canon. so, her show "ghost to ghost with daphne blake" is a play on "coast to coast with daphne blake" from zombie island, her martial arts skills from the 2002 films, her family is old money rich and basically supplied her with a blank check to fund their investigating. of course, that was at the beginning of their adventures and nowadays they can make money on their own now that they've made quite the name for themselves. but with the mix of canon, she is also a mix of the investigating side and the paranormal one. that is reflected in her choice of occupation. so, she is a private investigator by day (mostly petty things like theft or affairs) then does a ghost-type podcast by night where she interviews the townspeople. she is quite reckless with her own safety and will often be found where she isn't meant to.

she's been here for a year, so feel free to assume connections when interacting. i'd also love all the plots for her, so hmu or react to the plot call when i eventually get one up.

i swear i’ve seen LYDIA MARTIN around renata before… it could just be that they remind me of I CAN’T BREATHE by BEA MILLER. people say the TWENTY-FIVE year old showed up FOUR MONTHS ago. just… appeared, like the rest of them. the last thing they remember is JENNIFER BLAKE STRANGLING HER. but no one ends up here by accident, and sooner or later, everyone gets asked the same thing — do you want to be found?

what’s your name?

lydia walked into the former interrogation room of a rundown police station, confusion etched in her expression. she somehow found her way as if she was in one of her fugue states. the men asked her to sit, and that was when she finally woke up. she stared down the two in front of her. are they angels? if not, demons? as a woman of science, she used to not believe in either. but she also never believed in werewolves either. "are you saying you don’t just know? the person by that tree said i was dead… so am i a ghost now? what even is this place?" the two men didn’t respond, giving her space to come to terms. exhaling a deep breath, she answered, "it’s lydia martin."

what’s the last thing you remember before you got here? take your time… you don’t have to remember everything. anything you can remember is enough.

"mrs. blake… she was strangling me and she said i was—" she hesitated, the word banshee was on the tip of her lips, but she held back. she claimed to be something, but never that. "who knows what she was saying. she’s obviously had a psychotic break of some sort."

do you remember how and where you died?

"screaming," lydia whispered. "i died screaming, in a classroom at beacon hills high school. god, could it have been any worse?"

is there anyone who might still be looking for you? family, friends… anyone at all? do you want us to contact them?

"my mom, obviously, natalie martin. my friends— allison, scott, stiles." she paused, considering if ignorance would be bliss for them, but quickly shook the thought away. it was better to know, and they need to know about the danger near them. "yes. i need you to warn them about jennifer blake."

now, the most important, do you want us to find your body? if we do, that means you’ll move on… that you’ll disappear from here as well.

the redhead stilled. she’s barely adjusted, how could she know if she wanted to leave? if anything, she had to hold on to warn her friends. "so is this more like a purgatory?" she questioned herself quietly. "for now, i’d rather stay," she finally answered with determination.

ooc: SO, just know that i went extra here & probably won’t for my 4 other intros lol. anyways, here is lydia. she’s fresh off of mid-season 3-ish. she just found out that she is a banshee, but then died so she barely had time to come to terms with it. she is working as a maths professor.