#helltownhqintro

𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒.

name: maia olivia greene nicknames/alias: none, but not against them

faceclaim: hayley law

age: twenty-eight gender: cisfemale sexuality: she/her date/place of birth: february 13th / brooklyn, nyc currently: helltown, ohio

positive traits: independent, selfless, compassionate, hard-working, genuine negative traits: guarded, secretive, nervous, jaded, overprotective astrological sign: aquarius archetype: the pheonix

𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘.

you grew up rather modestly, but there was always food on the table for you, your brother and your sister. luxuries were rare and you learned very quickly that there was never a need to ask for them. there were other ways you kept yourself happy. you consider yourself lucky to grow up amongst the hustle and bustle of new york -- there was inspiration all around you. picking up a guitar for the very first time felt like finding a new limb, and it didn't take long for you to begin to put pen to paper. it's here where your songbook becomes your safe place, where you process all that has happened to you and where you find your guide into adolescence.

even still, you were raised to be a realist. all the while, you couldn't help but develop a human, childlike sense of hopeless romanticism. there was some goodness to this thing called living, wasn't there? call it harboring the soul of a creative, an artist's heart. the romantic in you began to crack, however, when it was uncovered that your mother had been having an affair with a woman at her workplace. she tried to explain it to you, they were in love, that she stayed for you -- but you would never get over this betrayal and the hurt she caused your dad. you choose not to have a relationship with her moving forward and decide to stay with your dad on the days your siblings go to visit her, cementing themselves in her new life.

in high school, the romantic in you finds a soul to nurture it again in the body of tristan price. your feelings for him come completely out of left field, far from a love at first sight story, but what unfolds is an epic one. you stay together all throughout high school -- even going as far to live by your wits in a shoebox apartment by the time you turn nineteen. your father has made it clear that the door of his home is always open to you, but you're excited to start your life. that, that he can understand; he was young once too.

an expensive music degree from new york university eventually finds its way into your hands, and you begin teaching music to kids in the area to get by. the ring came shortly after you turn twenty-one, the union becoming binding days before your twenty-second birthday. just as you were raised, you never wanted very much -- a destination wedding was never in your sights. you were in love, damn it. you didn't have the patience to wait, to plan. you just wanted to be his wife. you didn't expect to be staring at two little lines, but the world felt brighter the moment you were. a baby. your family was growing -- your family was secure.

isabel renee price was born nine months later ( two weeks premature, but healthy as can be ) to two devoted parents. you never promised her everything, but you were damn sure the two of you would fight to give it to her.

perhaps the realist in you should have been prepared for what came next, but you were never supposed to see this coming. tragedy picks and chooses, it seems. tristan was walking home from work when he was hit by a drunk driver, killing him on impact. you were alone in this world -- at least that was what you believed. you were a widow before the age of twenty-five, the shell of the romantic tristan had made you. moving home with your father is certainly the best option for a time and he loves having you and isabel home, but even he can see the restlessness in your eyes.

helltown. you had someone out there -- you wouldn't have relocated out west if you didn't. tristan's sibling had made a life for themselves out there. it was far enough away to give the pair a fresh start, but at least you wouldn't be alone. your daughter quickly makes friends in the local school system, of course she does. she is now five and thriving, and you can't help but ask yourself where the time went. and, of course, why the universe didn't want tristan to stand beside your side to watch it all pass.

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒.

since moving to helltown, maia has done little to put herself out there again in terms of dating. not that she hasn't questioned it -- knowing deep down that tristan would want her to be happy again, she's been terrified of leaving herself venerable to losing someone again.

the hellcat has become her family, in a way. while maia may seem quiet when not directly involved with a customer, she cares about her coworkers and is extremely grateful to them for giving her the room to get out of her shell.

clothing influences definitely come from 90's grunge icons, giving off a vibe that she is much more rough around the edges than she actually is. she's tough and has been through a lot, but maia is certainly a sensitive soul.

MORE TO COME.

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.

my name is [ DIWATA VASQUEZ ] … and i am from [ PHILIPPINES ] and i’m a [ MECHANIC ]. i lived in helltown for [ SEVEN YEARS ] because [ HER MOTHER DIDN'T HAVE ANYMORE PLACE TO CHOOSE FOR THEM TO LIVE ]. i am [ TWENTY-FIVE ] my pronouns are [ SHE/THEY ] and i am [ RELENTLESS, YOUTHFUL, OPEN-MINDED ] though some may say i’m [ STUBBORN, MOODY, REBELLIOUS ]. i also hear i look a lot like [ JANE DE LEON ] but, i don’t know if i see it. i’m here because [ SHE'D RATHER BE IN THIS TOWN THAN BE WHAT HER FATHER WANTS HER TO BE ] but, maybe there’s more to it than that. you never know with helltown.

triggers: abandonment tw; cancer tw; death tw

diwata spent the first few years of her life growing up in the philippines in somehow of a blur, as a kid, she grew up under her grandmother’s care whilst her mother worked abroad, hoping to give the best future she could offer. her father wasn’t really in the picture that he was never mentioned, not even once, as far as she could remember. not long after, her mother came home, only to bring the news that she would now be coming with her, in hopes that she gets a better life, better education compared to where she was at this point. and before she knew it, she was hugging the rest of the family she grew up with goodbye and came with her mother to the states.

her mother had multiple jobs, though they were all stable, giving them a little more than what they need when it came to funding everything she needed, most importantly, her education. in regards to that, she studied hard, not wanting to disappoint her mother. diwata persevered through the pressure of it all, knowing that her mother only wanted the best for her, and with all the hardships, the mother and daughter persisted, it was just them against the world, they didn’t have anyone else but each other. her studies went smoothly, she’d aced everything, went above and beyond, and she was about to graduate.

but the day they were supposed to celebrate turned into a tragedy when diwata’s mother suddenly fell ill. for the longest time, she hid the fact that she had breast cancer from her daughter, not wanting to derail her. though before she could even protest, diwata let her potential future go, only wanting to focus on giving the care her mother needed, no questions asked.

seven years ago, they moved to helltown, ohio, it wasn’t by choice, but the only option they had, and with the limited choice she had, diwata looked for the thing that she’d love doing the most and at the same time, would be a way of living for her and her mother, that was when she found the love of being a mechanic, and fortunate for her, she had somebody to teach her, somehow a friend her mother had all those years ago, taught her what she knows today. diwata remained optimistic through it all, wanting to be able to give her mother the best treatment she needed, but nothing was enough. until one day, two to three years ago, she lost the only family she had close for good.

speaking of her father, he suddenly thought it was time for him to come into the picture, coming to see diwata out of nowhere, one day, only a few months after her mother’s passing. for the first time in her life, she felt this kind of anger than really made her blood boil. she hasn’t had this feeling before. where was he when she needed to save her mother? what’s worse was, he didn’t come to see his daughter, meet her, but to find the only heir he has alive. that only fueled this change in her, spitting vile words, something she’s never done in her life, to his face.

i’d rather rot in this town than come with you.

CHARACTER BASICS

FULL NAME: Dilan Esra Şahin

NICKNAME(S): Dil, Dee

AGE: Twenty-Eight

GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cis Woman, She/Her

FACE CLAIM: Aslihan Malbora

EYE COLOR: Brown

HAIR COLOR: Brown

HEIGHT: 5′6″

DATE OF BIRTH: February 18th

ZODIAC SIGN: Aquarius

HOGWARTS HOUSE: Slytherin

OCCUPATION: Ballerina

HOMETOWN: Manhattan, NY

FAMILY

mother: Dilara Sehin father: Adem Sahin older brother: tbd middle brother: tbd

CHARACTER HISTORY

Growing up in a noteworthy family within New York, Dilan didn’t have a need for a lot of things — her parents made sure of that. Her father inherited a multi million dollar chain of hotels from her grandfather and somehow a small town waitress (now) socialite landed him. 

Her older brother is first in line to take over and her father has been practically raising him for the role since he was born. 

She fell into the role of the background child, getting away with everything that didn’t affect the family publicly. 

Her parents drilled the importance of image and reputation into all of their children, informing them that something small could blow up in their faces and cost them everything. 

She figured being the baby of the family would help lighten their ideals, especially having two sons before she was born but Dilan was left living a double life — one where she wanted her name to mean something beyond the hospitality business. 

Her childhood love was ballet, from the age of 3 to now she’d found herself within the walls of a studio. She’d train during the week and left the weekend (Friday nights included) to secretly take on the nightlife with her friends. 

Dilan met her now ex boyfriend in a club, a man who didn’t know her as anything more than plain old Dilan. She felt like she could really be herself around him and he was the person that was always there when she needed someone. 

A few years ago she was there on center stage, playing Juliet in a small Broadway theater and her ankle went to give out on her. Her ex watched everything from the front row, her family didn’t catch it, but he saw the resilience in her eyes as she refused to let her body fall to the ground in front of a crowd. Once she got off the stage she could barely put pressure on her left ankle, still she didn’t let herself fall until she was alone with him in her dressing room. 

There was more than meets the eye to her boyfriend, he had a connection to someone who would allow her to keep her injury in the shadows. Sure under the table pain medicine wasn’t the most trustworthy thing, but it kept the public from seeing she had a weakness to prey on. 

Soon she didn’t need the pills at all, the injury healed, but that wasn’t enough for her to stop taking them. Though she never blamed her ex for the addiction, he was there with her every step of the way (also getting high) This made their relationship slightly unhealthy, but it was clear that the feelings between the two of them were real.

Her parents found out about the relationship and the ties he had to addictive substances and demanded she cut ties. The plan was to send her abroad and pay him to leave town — once he fled they found out the other side to their relationship and kicked Dilan out of her childhood home.

The girl did some digging and found out her parents had paid him to stay away and now he was demanding more or he’d go to the media and tell them everything he knew about the Sahin’s.

CHARACTER BASICS

FULL NAME: Perseus James Dawson

NICKNAME(S): Percy, PJ

AGE: Twenty-Six

GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cis Man, He/Him

FACE CLAIM: Rudy Pankow

EYE COLOR: Blue

HAIR COLOR: Blonde

HEIGHT: 5′8″

DATE OF BIRTH: November 24th

ZODIAC SIGN: Sagittarius

LEVEL OF EDUCATION: Bachelor of Art

SCHOOLING: Seattle University, Art Major

LANGUAGES SPOKEN: English

HOGWARTS HOUSE: Slytherin

OCCUPATION: Freelance Artist

HOBBIES: Surfing, Attending Drive-In Movies, Poker, Motorcycling, Smoking, Darts

HOMETOWN: Seattle, Washington

HOUSING: Dawson Family Lake House

FAMILY

MOTHER: Abigail Dawson ( née Clark )

FATHER:  Pope Dawson

TWIN SISTER: Andromeda “Andy” Dawson †

CHARACTER HISTORY [TW: DRUG ABUSE, OVERDOSE, DEATH]

Percy hadn’t always been a good kid, but he was surely one of the better ones. Pushed away with a scowl and enough lectures to curve his interest in the usual rebellion most of his peers had, he found other ways to explore the world and its limits. He was born and raised in Seattle and crossed the threshold of a white picket fence the day he left the hospital. For a long time, he thought of that fence as the gates to his kingdom but little did he know that it was his father’s way of keeping the struggles that plagued their family far away.

The Dawson’s weren’t a picture perfect family, but they had some shine to their grime. Percy and his sister, Andromeda, were inseparable and he was always the one pulling her away from the things their father advised them against. The two were different, but they had a loyalty like no other and so when Andy passed away their junior year of college, everything he ever knew seemed to have finally spoiled. He believed every chance he saved up, every karma point reserved for him to share with his sister, had not just rotted but never existed at all. More importantly, his father had never prepared them for the world he had belonged to. He hadn’t protected them.

After his sister’s death, his family seemed to shrivel up under their grief and his parents divorced. His father relocated to his sister’s happy place in Helltown, and PJ stayed far away from it. He couldn’t understand trying to chase a memory in those places forgotten from their youth and more importantly, ruined by the person his sister had eventually become after she began taking drugs. He had done his best to be a bridge between her and their parents, but it wasn’t enough. That guilt ate away at him and one night he gave in to the poison that took his sister’s life, and he’s yet to stop.

PRESENT DAY

He lived with his mother after the divorce but after his use became too heavy, and sleeping on porches in the middle of winter after she refused to let him come in high, he decided maybe he needed some change but not without raising a little hell first. He’s come to Helltown not to turn a new leaf, but find another reason of spite to carry on. He hopes that he can use whatever sympathy his father has left until it’s run dry, and until he’s on to his next move.

HEADCANONS

He wasn’t the best child but compared to Andy he was the family’s golden boy.

Due to the closeness of him and his twin it was no surprise that they wanted to attend the same college together. At college Andy got involved with a man who introduced her to the party scene and the drugs that went along with it and Percy watched her fall deeper and deeper into the hole. He tried his best to pull her out of it, flushing her slash whenever he could, etc. But eventually Andy pulled away to push herself deeper into her toxic relationship where her addition ended up overwhelming her.

my name is [ ANTOINETTE BECKER ] … and i am from [ HELLTOWN, OHIO ] and i’m a [ DANCER AT THE HELLCAT'S DEN / ARTIST ]. i lived in helltown for [ ALL HER LIFE ] because [ IT'S THE ONLY PLACE SHE CAN BE IN FOR NOW ]. i am [ THIRTY ] my pronouns are [ SHE/HER ] and i am [ HARDWORKING, KINDHEARTED, CHARMING ] though some may say i’m [ VAGUE, STUBBORN , RECKLESS ]. i also hear i look a lot like [ SAMANTHA LOGAN ] but, i don’t know if i see it. i’m here because [ THE CAREER SHE WANTED TO HAVE NEVER CAME TO FRUITION SO SHE'S STUCK ] but, maybe there’s more to it than that. you never know with helltown.

triggers: abandonment tw, harassment tw

antoinette was born on april 30, 1994 with a life that anyone has always been jealous to have, one that she almost did not feel any struggle, but only left with privilege. though, she never met her mother, nor her father has spoken about her, not even once, even whenever she’d tried to bring her up as a kid, though, he was married to this woman who, of course, became her step mother, they weren’t that close, but one didn’t care for the other that much. she didn’t meddle much with antoinette’s life, both just existed within the family. for most of her life, it was just how she had hoped it to be whenever she thought of being in a family, he was there for her, of course, and when he isn’t though, that’s always remedied by money to make up for it, the man spoiling her whenever he messes up.

though, when it comes to family, even though they weren’t of blood, antoinette felt it with kayla, and the people surrounding them. being her friend felt like it was filling the gap that she was longing for, and those people, she kept close. they were who kept her from her own thoughts by herself. she almost felt complete.

though, for a while, she had this feeling about her father that was just something she couldn’t put her finger on at first, though she’s always let it slip, thinking that perhaps she was just looking for the negative in things. yet eventually, secrets that her father kept so well found its way to the light, and of course, she found it herself by accident.

she has a sibling. a half-sibling to be exact.

and he didn’t give a damn about them, nor their mother.

the immediate reaction to it got to antoinette, and of course, she confronted her father about it, ripped him verbally to shreds, for years he lied to her, made her think that he was a caring man, yet she has a sibling who never got that from him. he just acted like they didn’t exist, something he could hide, what was she, then?

after the argument, she packed her things, and left the becker home. she searches for a living taking on different jobs as the years progressed. and when the the hellcat’s den opened, she starts out a waitress first, then slowly developed the love to perform, captivated by the dancers on stage. she convinced the owner of the the hellcat’s den and they eventually decided to have her properly trained by her performers two years after she was hired.

for years she loved the life she had, whilst part of her always wanted to search for her long-lost sibling deep down. yet, one day, as if the fates knew what she’s always dreamed for, and of course, said dream showed up at the doors of the the hellcat’s den. upon seeing them, she instantly had this sense of connection, and upon hearing the woman’s name, that just confirms that feeling. but, along with the need to just tell them came with this fear, she was scared of what their reaction may be to this, so antoinette kept the truth to herself, even now, not wanting said through to make them leave. as long as she has her around, she’s contented just the way it is.

it was also at the the hellcat’s den where antoinette had met the person who would she refer as the love of her life. they were an unlikely pair, given the nature of their work, but they had just connected so well inside and eventually, outside of the strip club, eventually making things official, with the dancer making changes with her life, moving in with them and for the first time, she felt like she had someone she could call her home. along with this, she had pursued the career she wanted to for years, delving into arts, their home had a room full of canvases, paint, you name it. everything was perfect, antoinette had nothing to fear about, not until the woman got down on one knee, it was when everything, their memories flashed before her eyes, and the dancer started to worry. things could change one day. it was that day when she immediately left and never looked back.

her job throughout the years after that was a smooth sail, along with it, antoinette has tried to continue to chase her dreams she started a long time ago. in the beginning, it seemed to be working well, she was selling some pieces, but it was only for a moment, given how her 9 to 5 wasn’t really kept a secret, it had become the reason why people wanted her work badly, and with that, antoinette thought she was not being seen for her art, so she decides to put it on hold, secretly, as she now continues to work under a pseudonym.

antoinette went through a very terrible experience when she was hired for a bachelor's party. seemingly unsuspecting at first, one of the party's attendees cornered her in one of the secluded rooms and almost did more than take advantage of her. she was lucky enough for her coworker coming in the room and saving her from the prick. and that was only time that such thing has happened. there was this one night where antoinette was waiting for a friend outside of the the hellcat’s den where she had been approached and cornered by the den’s former clients. if they haven’t come out just in time, nobody really knew what could’ve happened with her.

my name is [ SUNSET MACHER ] … and i am from [ CALIFORNIA ] and i’m a [ UNEMPLOYED ]. i lived in helltown for [ 1 1/2 MONTHS ] because [ SEARCHING FOR A NEW HOME HAD HER END UP HERE ]. i am [ TWENTY-FIVE ] my pronouns are [ SHE/HER ] and i am [ OPTIMISTIC, CREATIVE, TRUSTYWORTHY ] though some may say i’m [ GULLIBLE, NERVOUS , COMPULSIVE ]. i also hear i look a lot like [ RENEE RAPP ] but, i don’t know if i see it. i’m here because [ SHE'S SEARCHED FOR THE TWO PEOPLE WHO SPARED HER LIFE ] but, maybe there’s more to it than that. you never know with helltown.

triggers: death tw; cult tw

sunset macher, or whatever her name is, she’s forgotten it for so many years now, all she could remember are her days when the order started. not a clue about the real macher family at a very young age, what they’ve done in that have made them famous not just through the country but the world. what has she been thought her whole life that they were a family that is opposed to what everyone believed them to be, that the world was just a jealous place and chose to turn against them because they were superior, they knew different.

unknown to sunset, that at a very young age, she had been abducted by the order’s leaders themselves when her family was on a vacation. there had been a search for months for the little blue-eyed girl, until they have given up with how hopeless it was, how suddenly there has no trace of her presence. and in her memories, this part of her past doesn’t exist.

the girl with the dreamy eyes grew only knowing and living the beliefs of the order, singing the words and praises her abductors parents have written, and with that, it wasn’t much hard to persuade for people to associate themselves with the cult.

she was around fifteen years old when she met cherry and never failed to spend time with her, the duo can always be found at the ice cream shop. whilst sunset hated cones and only had her ice cream on cups with m&m’s and chocolate syrup, the other will always have black cherry ice cream with extra cherries on top. that may be the only thing sunset can identify about herself, that sadly separates her from the order, well, besides the fact that she was named after the time of day she had been born abducted. blinded by their beliefs, she spent a while to recruit the little blonde and eventually got her run away to the ranch and bestowed her the name cherry. she was her first recruit, and the one she’s closest to, which gave her this reason to be protective of the other.

as she grew up, her curiosity about the world grew larger, and her own beliefs slowly started to change. she wanted to leave the order, yet she couldn’t because of the girl who always had that black cherry ice cream with extra cherries when they were both children. she’s the one who manipulated and put her into this path, and now she wants to make sure that cherry won’t get in trouble for it, she’d blame herself forever if something were to happen to her. she had been given a phone by one of the others who had been part of the order and had been sneaking around just to be able to use it, getting to know the outside world whilst she was trapped in her abductors parents’ own.

she wanted to tell her badly how she grew out of their beliefs, on how she wanted a life of her own, to discover herself with the order shredded from her identity, yet she knew that the other is in deep that black hole and there’s no such way to get her out of it, to lead her back to the path to where she’s supposed to be. and growing out she wasn’t the only one to experience, yet a few other people, too. she hoped the same for the girl she cared most, but it was too late, cherry was far from saving, deep into the order’s beliefs that she lost her before she had the chance to stop it.

and that day is something that lived in her mind forever, and what has pushed sunset to be motivated to leave, and she prayed for strength to whoever she could pray to, but whatever it was, some kind of blessing in disguise came to her that day. the order has been wiped out, all of the believers, except her, spared by people she expected to give her a chance to escape the least.