#charmeine

gng do we still fw these kinda mood boards?

- « For a period of 4 consecutive month , from April 1961 to August 1961 something unexplainable happened in our small village, it started slowly with the forest that begun to slowly die as if autumn had already started even if we were in the middle of spring, no one knew why, some people were suggesting that it was the cause of some sort of toxic fungus that was attacking the whole forest …but it sadly wasn’t the case, a few week before the whole forest situation a new lady had moved in the village, she resided in a renovated chapel from the 19th century that was turned into an house , she was always described as « the church lady », her presence in the village grew a lot of attention really quick since the village was so small , rumours were flying around like smoke across the whole village , not that much people usually interacted with HER, SHE was mostly seen on Sunday mornings wearing her checkered beige dress ,SHE was often seen talking with the church preacher, everyone knew HER already from HER outstanding and unseen beauty…they were asking themselves “ what in hell would such a beautiful lady do in a village lost in the middle of a forest like that ” , nobody really dared to communicate with her directly at first, there was such a particular vibe around HER , it’s only after two month that SHE started to make her presence more obvious, she would often go to the bar at night to dance and have a few drinks, at the time every man wanted to offer her a drink ,SHE was like an Hollywood star to them,SHE had an hold on all those men and even the women’s were particularly interested and even envious of HER abilities to be everything they weren’t, from what I heard SHE was very soft spoken and “surprisingly” clever , SHE always seemed to search for a man that SHE would keep to herself all night long ,SHE was not a whore but SHE had her ways so easily on these men and still did nothing too scandalous with them, they were satisfied enough by just being around HER, it was like a repetitive mechanisms for HER even if ..SHE always seemed to latch on a specific type of man ..if was always the popular wealthy man of the village, SHE was always breaking them apart, a good exemple was the village mayor and his family , a few week after he had encountered HER , the mayor’s wife in an unexplained paranoid outbursts took the hunting rifle and shot each and every member of the family that night including herself , this was such an insane tragedy for this tiny village but this whole mess wasn’t even over…matter fact a few fucked up thing kept happening, a primary school teacher from the catholic girls private school murdered all 23 kids with poison that she had injected in the food earlier that day , they always interacted closely with HER days before the happenings , everything was going downhill, families were moving out of desperation but SHE…SHE stayed there , true to her routine, going to church on Sundays and hanging out at the bar on mondays , SHE stayed happy and glamorous like SHE wasn’t aware of everything happening in the village , HER house was always so calm and silent , no music, no noise ..nothing. The breakpoint was on June 20th , 2 black Cadillac arrived in the village, they were parked near HER house , as if they were waiting for HER to do something special but SHE just constantly stared at them while combing HER hairs with a silent tender smile , everyone was asking questions and spreading rumors , things were just slow , still nobody understood. These two car were owned by 2 man in black suits , they were as mysterious as HER, still today none of the person left knew what happened, HER house was found burn the next morning, all that was left were remains of bones ..a lot of bones but none were HERS that’s for sure….the two cars disappeared , now on this day of January 6th 1965 nobody really stood up for this story , it was just like a whole fantasy driven by insanity and the accumulation of various accidents, but to me ..those weren’t accidents …something was out there …something driven by chaos.

Adora:*giggling a little* She was feeling guilty about not stopping Adam and Eve from eating the forbidden fruit. I told her it wasn't her fault, it wasn't her duty after all, and showed her they were going to be fine. She didn't even consider harming me like other angels would've. Charmeine even went so far as to shelter me from the rain. *sighing gently* It was so sweet.

Charmeine:*looks nervous* Yeah, but do you like me?

Charmeine:*takes off extra layer of clothing to hold over her and Adora's head*

Ainsley:*struggling to not laugh his ass off*

Redo of Charmeine's design. Ain't she cool?