𝒯𝑜𝑔𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓐𝓯𝓪𝓻

𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒸𝓁𝑜𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝑜𝓇𝒸𝑒𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓃

Indie side blog: Main blog

Mun: Ni ( 25+ )

Been writing for 10+ years on and off on here so please keep in mind I can be rusty. I work two jobs so assistance here will be slow at times. Will not interact with anyone that doesn't list ages and need to be at least 20+ personal choice. Oc and cannon friendly.

Angels and demons, they were the things she struggle with the most. Only for the main reason she defined either rules. She couldn't cross over to haven and she wasn't able to be damned to hell. Half a soul already gone neither can take. Sometimes that lead to pretty interesting interactions. Spotting the figure she can only wait to see where this one can lead.

Salem was always one of those places she can find those her need her service. There was a few cities like this where the dead seem to be plenty and more for those who wish to talk. Most the time she got away with the living but once in a while she saw the signs of something beyond that in such a desperate need. Her heels clicked on the pavement as she got close. If it was not clear before it was now. Someone in limbo.

" You alright?"

Her tone soft and gentle but hide the accent of Romanian on her tongue. Clear she was not from this city. Leaning slightly since she was so much more taller then him. Hands linked to behind her back as seeing the holes in his chest. What a poor way to go. She couldn't imagine how painful it was.

Phoenix Clay shop:

Vera is a soul split in two. Half of her soul is within the afterlife and here with the living. This means she can see things that are dead, in limbo, or supernatural being. Not all the time she advertise this for the sake of respecting both the living and the dead, but she does use this as a way for business. With commissions she will make a doll for a price of past loved ones. Extra price for giving a message along if they happen to have one. Even more extra going out of the way to find mementos. Vera isn't heartless with this exploiting the people who felt like her once long ago. Sometimes if she feels the overwhelming wave of grief and sorrow she will just make one regardless of payment.

Name: Vera

Alias: Phoenix Doll

Age: 31

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Pansexual

Occupation: Owner and doll maker of the Phoenix clay

Appearance:

Long brown hair cascades down her back while smooth clay skin was stained into a tan shade. Depending on her mood she can be as soft as flesh or as hard as porcelain. Though being like hard porcelain clay is easier since it takes less energy. Each joint has a ball for mobility as fluid as a real person. Fake beauty dots along and painted on with care. To the right shoulder blade is a symbol crest used by her creator/lover. Carved by hand and etched with the initials of the original couple. She is tall standing at 5'10 with eyes of amber looking down at people most of the time since she often wears various heels.

Background:

Love drives someone to do things that some might consider impossible. Grief from the lost of a loved one can drive that person even closer to the edge of impossible. Though who is the one to say it was not possible to begin with. What were the limiation that came with tampering with those set laws. One man was going to find out when his dear wife had parted him far too soon. Greif had swallowed him into madness to believe in the impossible. Bring the dead back.

It was told in old testaments that there was a way and he was going to accomplish that no matter what. Even if that means tapping into the forbidden lost arts. Dark and gloomy the night masked secrets only the walls can tell. All for the sake of her: Vera. He loved her more than anything in the world. It pained him to his core that her life was snuffed out by plagues. No one can blame him for drowning himself with answers of him to get her back. Not when he knew there was so much more left for them together. Death do us part. He was not going to stand by those terms.

Years he learned forgotten rituals, months he carved and shaped clay into the perfect image of her, weeks he spent every last energy he had into preparations drawing symbols as he madly longed, days he laid out ingredients around the hollow doll, and seconds after the final word utter sealing the ritual the impossible became reality. Her eyes opened for the first time. First time in this new body. Daze and confusion this artificial life piece together the puzzle of memories that were not her own. Or were they?

They embraced as emotions were raw. Neither of them aware with natural laws broken a price was going to be paid. It didn't take long within the honeymoon stage of reunite to see the starting of what was to some. Spots appeared on his limbs. Dark in color and it spread. Not instant but enough to see that it was not easy to just bring someone back. He accepted this though. For he was always ready to go first. Not the other way around. It took a year. And he passed to the rot that fester from within.

Below will be short list of rules

✷ This blog is indie but some references I have take from different media. I do interact with both Oc and cannon muses

✷ I reserve the right to rp with who I want. Just know I pretty much rp with anyone but there are sometimes muses can make me uncomfortable. Take no offense in this it has nothing against you

✷ As I mention I have two jobs so that means my time here can be limited. Replies will be slow at times or super fast if I am home for the day. If you feel like a reply is taking too long please check with me. There might be a chance it is drafted or I missed it

✷ Shipping will be multi verse unless stated otherwise. Don't be shy to talk to me about shipping. I am a sucker for this so I most likely will feel the same. Only muses I won't ship with is if the muse is under 18. Or age of muse needs to be qualified for an adult is muse is something supernatural with long age frame

✷ I will rp with muses under 18 but you will not be shipping with me. Pure platonic.

✷ Please be respectful to me and other people. If you got beef with someone I rp with I don't want to hear it. Drama can be left at the door. Not welcomed here.

✷ Some themes will be dark and I will not be sugar coating anything. If it makes you uncomfortable then sorry I can add a tag if you wish but I won't censor just for you.

✷ NS/FW Is welcomed here and that will be under read more with the tag: [ns/fw]

✷ Listen I get sometimes muses don't fit well with each other. That's all fine and dandy but if I make multiple attempts to reach out to you and there are no attempts back then I will take this as a sign you are no longer interested and will unfollow.