ππππππππΌπ : writing blog featuring my own original lore and fictional town and muses. private, heavily so. low activity. be respectful. this blog is horror based, it features uncomfortable subjects. curate your space. im over 25, be over 21 if you're gonna try and interact.
the primary muse on this blog and the main character, is my oc John Wyatt Evans Jr. NPCs are going to be listed and available, but they are request only.
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rules: don't be a dick. don't be a bad person ( racists, phobics, etc). i am ANTI AI. i prefer plotting but memes work too. im here to have fun, no drama. basics apply. activity level: borderline no pulse (super low).
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Located far north west of Anchorage, nestled between the Denali national park reserve and Lake Minchumina is where you'll find it. A humble town by nature, where some go to forget the rest of the world and enjoy solitude.
Small in size, it is provided for by one of the few farms that raise cattle and reindeer. Its secluded from most besides its former neighboring town, Jarren's Outpost. Abandoned in 1894, there sits a tall tale told by the locals that the families that resided there vanished. All 1000 of them. Gone with nothing left behind and not a clue where to find them.
πππππ πππππ ; πΌπππΌππ πππππ : The Evans
The Evan's run one of the two cattle ranches that exist in Wickham, AK. One of the original homesteads established in Wickham's start, the ranch itself is 6 generations deep. The former patriarch of the Evan's family recently passed leaving his youngest son John Wyatt Jr. in charge.
Its always been understood, that they provide for the town. Not just the town if we're being honest, but the woods surrounding the town as well. A pact made ages ago with an unnamed force, to keep the people safe and give fortune to those who choose to make a life in Wickham.
But after JW's father passed suddenly, within three years the people of Wickham are being haunted, hunted, and herded toward a deeper and darker future. It feels like there isn't enough time on the clock for JW to figure out just how to fix this, or if he even can.
NAME: john wyatt evans jrΒ AGE: early thirties - early forties. NICKNAMES: Johnny, JW, Junior, Jay, Evans.. BIRTHDATE: march 15th, _. SPECIES: human / VD . GENDER: CIS-male. SEXUALITY: bisexual. STATUS: single / VD. BIRTHPLACE: Wickham AK. RESIDENCE: Wickham AK. OCCUPATION: handyman, cattle rancher, homesteader / VD.
HEIGHT: 6β3". WEIGHT: 200lbs. BODY TYPE: healthily (exceptional), toned arms and legs from working everyday.. SKIN TONE: fair, sun kissed. HAIR STYLE: short and clean cut. HAIR COLOR. Dark brown. EYE COLOR: brown. SCARS: a few from childhood, and work accidents. MODIFICATIONS: none. FACECLAIM: josh hartnett, but faceless otherwise
BIRTHSTONE: aquamarine. SUN SIGN: pisces. MENTAL: seasonal depression, general anxiety. ALIGNMENT: lawful neutral. AESTHETIC: i have my fathers eyes, i never should have survived the woods, etc..
PERSONALITY: Loyal, Impatient, Hard working. Withdrawn, apathetic, coarse.Β
FATHER: john luke evans β. MOTHER: Sofia June Evans nee Masters. ELDEST SISTER: nadine leah evans-nanuq. 2ND SISTER: heather ray evans. THE ELDER BROTHER: matthew dean evans. LITTLE SISTER: angela sidgie evans. PETS: Sugar ( a great pyrenees ).
REQUESTABLE NPCS:
Miles Lloyd Baker ; Age: Early thirties - early forties, Species: Human / VD, Gender: CIS-male, Sexuality: Heterosexual, Status: Single/ VD, Birthplace: Hulett, WY, Residence, Wickham, AK / VD, Occupation: jack of all trades, flies the supply planes to and from Wickham, works at a boating company, helps out at the Evan's ranch, VD. FC: Shawn Hatosy.Β
*Connection to John: They were roommates back in college when they both attended UAF, became friends and eventually something similar to brothers. They go their separate ways after graduation before Miles turns up in Wickham after John's father passes, making a point to stick around doing the odd job here or there.
Angela Sidgie Evans ; Age: mid twenties - early thirties, Species: Human / VD, Gender: CIS-female, Sexuality: Bisexual, Status: Single / VD, Birthplace: Wickham, AK, Residence: Wickham, AK, Occupation: Mail depot, but occasionally works odd shifts at the local diner / VD. FC: Katie Douglas
*Connection to John: His little sister and a responsibility that keeps him on his toes and moderately sane. Being the youngest wasn't easy, but she had John -- still has John (for now) by her side. They both look after their mother, after the ranch, after each other.
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Oh oh yeah future mrs holly evans, right RIGHT -- RIGHT baby mama to the heir! Listen the way John is so skittish like some rehabilitated dog but Holly makes it easy to just exist? YUH YUH! The way his interest is only low because he's like what if she dont like me back like that, what if she wanna leave? WHAT IF!?
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The way his affection with her is only hesitant because he doesn't trust himself, because I mean truly TRULY what kind of monster is he to sit there and want to smooch her but then turn around and let her dig her nimble fingers into his rib cage? HMM?
βββββ | ATTRACTION
βββββ | AFFECTION
βββββ | INTEREST
βββββ | LOYALTY
βββββ | TRUST
Its the I'll allow the affection and I wont turn on you, but you're like under five foot so I cant inherently give you too much trust. Like what about my knees dude they're in danger!
βββββ | ATTRACTION
βββββ | AFFECTION
βββββ | INTEREST
βββββ | LOYALTY
ββββββββββ | TRUST (extra heavy on trust. listen does it seem bias, maybe but here is the deal -- all of these grew gradually and checked every box for himmmm soooooo )
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While John loveβs alternative rock and heavy metal and classic, he is a very cultured man β he loves oldies. Has a tape deck filled with them and records that he keeps stashed in his closet in his trailer. Why? He canβt play music that much anymore since he needs to be alert at all times, but the closer he gets to being taken knowing the inevitable he begins letting his records play loudly
just know, please know in your heart of hearts -- that if john had a far cry 5 verse. he would have it out for every cultist. no questions. no rescue missions. he's in it for the love of the game, open that door it don't close again
To push the envelope further, there was no peaceful on deaths edge monologue from John. He hit the ground John Evans wouldβve smashed his face in with the heel of his boot. Save your breath for your god.
just know, please know in your heart of hearts -- that if john had a far cry 5 verse. he would have it out for every cultist. no questions. no rescue missions. he's in it for the love of the game, open that door it don't close again
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*me screaming into the phone* what if john had a tragic youth? aside from the awkward tormented kid, What if THERE REALLY WAS AN OPEN WOUND?!
IM JUST FUCKING SAYING
what's even more cruel than knowing you'll never get a true future, but that the past you wanted to dwell on is just as fractured and robbed?
no thoughts other than the distorted and horrifically garbled sound og shania twain singing im gonna getcha good, over a static filled radio station / walkie talkie -- from a tower that has long since been abandoned while john trails through the darker portion of the woods and outpost. and even when he turns off the radio he has -- it still plays from somewhere in the woods.
