#lucy b

April 15, 1991–April 15, 2026; age 35. usually i don’t celebrate silly birthdays of my cartoon characters this late but with how things are right now i feel like this was the best time to do this

Daisy: hey gorgeous! how've you been?

THIS IS WHAT I’M TALKIN ABOOT

Lucy B.

Completely unfazed by gore, death, and horror. She says she’s seen much worse.

Doesn’t??? seem to sleep? Ever? The Sawyer house is clean 24/7.

Possibly magic. 

Speaks Russian in her sleep?

Absurdly strong. Bubba learnt a lesson.

Can flip a goddamn car 360 without really noticing. 

Corinne

Forgets about her unhealed wounds sometimes, has probably scared a 7/11 employee half to death at 3am on a snack run with an axe in her head.

Forgets clothes on occasion. You Will See Her Ass at least once.

Literally alive through sheer rage and protective instinct alone

0 to 80 in .05 seconds

new powers means PARKOUR

would be a vigilante if she could get a babysitter

was chosen because she had an uncanny resemblance to Pam but is really like, the total opposite. loud music, bra straps showing...when she wears a bra, says Fuck

cannot fucking read analogue clocks

can touch her nose with her tongue and will lick her elbow if you dare her to. this will likely involve her popping her arm out of its socket, but her dignity is on the line here.

will not hesitate, bitch. honestly if she’s dared to do anything, or if somebody says she can’t do something, she will go out of her way to do said thing, no matter what it is.

Mandragora Byron

has no concept of time

orrr any concept of boundaries, for that matter

doesn’t know what year it is no matter how many times you tell her

really terrible table manners.

generally doesn’t realize when she’s being rude or not

encyclopedic knowledge on the metaphysical uses of plants, minerals, dirts, rocks, and water

flighty

kind of floats, sometimes

will suggest necromancy at the drop of a hat

blood sacrifice is really inconsequential to her

loves hugs. it’s a trap. they will always be uncomfortably long.

Darlene Sawyer

Probably the only Sawyer with a college degree

makes lovely hats adorned with bones and things

she’s killed at least one man with a curling iron and another with a pair of pantyhose 

never had kids, but she was basically mom to a lot of the Sawyer kids.

i see your broom, drayton, and raise you a rug beater

Faye Sawyer

Wanted to be like Bubba when they grew up. 

Stole a mask and ran around the house as a toddler, once. It was the best day of their life, until they were caught and reprimanded by Bubba. (in bubba babble, of course.)

Still refuses to talk in words, sometimes. They ‘made up their own language’ and sticks by it.

Will bite chunks of flesh off someone in self-defense. Has done it before and will do it again.

SHARK TEETH. As in. They just keep coming back in.

Sometimes just...disappears into the woods. Will come back eventually. 

PsychoBilly Sawyer

think his real name might be Throckmorton.

his winnebago is decked out in doll parts. and bones, of course. doll parts with bone parts. everything is mix-matched.

probably still sucks his thumb

and someone else’s thumb

it’s like a pacifier but with a corpse hand. 

Killer Queen, by Queen. Sorry! It might be because of association but these Lyrics:

She's a Killer Queen Gunpowder, gelatine

It was always a mother’s job to pester you, make sure you’re alright, whether you were eighteen or thirty-two. Then again, he could understand why she was concerned. It had been a big part of his life, moving somewhere on his own, starting a fresh. She was just concerned for her youngest.

The musician decided that having finished packing, he’d head out to explore the areas. He loved the beach, it was one of his favourite places to be. The water, the fresh sea air; it was a comfort to say the least. 

Walking back through the city, he spotted an event going on in the middle of the park. Walking by, he pulled out his headphones to gauge just exactly what was happening. Spying a woman nearby, he hesitated before stopping her. 

“Hi, I’m not interrupting anything am I? I can leave,” he asked as he didn’t want to be trespassing on a private event. Putting on a smile, he always felt so awkward around other celebrities, like he shouldn’t be there. He knew that South Haven was mainly a home for people of a high status, it offered privacy. The last thing he wanted to do was be making enemies or a bad name for himself. 

It felt like he was back in high school and he’d never been popular in high school. Though there was no music room to go hide in while he was here and well, his mother had told him he needed to get out of the house and stop playing video games all day. Each to their own, he was a hermit at heart. 

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