#war roleplay

Thatchery Binx | 32 | Fixed-->Greater Good | Cat Form

Realm: Other World

Occupation: Veterinarian at High Hopes Veterinary Clinic

Pronouns: he/him

Sexuality: Heterosexual

FC: Ben Barnes

He is: Daring-->Witty-->Chivalrous

But also: Melancholic-->Regretful-->Proud

Based on Thatchery Binx from Hocus Pocus

OPEN || TAKEN

I told you, I can’t die ||

Being an older brother was not what he had always wanted to be. But it was definitely something he was meant for. Growing up, he was always given the responsibility of looking after his little sister, Emily. While he wanted to go out and have fun with his friends, he always had to let his sister tag along. This was never a problem for them. Thatchery was always happy to have his baby sister with him. But as he grew older it became more about freedom and he was left to feel like he was nothing more than a glorified baby sitter. His parents would always tell him “well you’re her brother” and “she wants to be with you”. Both of which were true but as a teen boy he felt more like a service to them than their actual son. After all, he spent more time parenting Emily than they ever had since she was born. Which was why when she went missing in the middle of the night, he felt responsible.

Thatchery was able to track her down by the sound of the Sanderson sister’s voice. But when he got there it was too late. Emily was drained and they were young and beautiful. Angry and filled with nothing but regret, he attacked them. He knew full well that this wouldn’t bring Emily back but it was enough to make them pay for what they did to her and every other child in Salem. They were too much for him to handle and Thatchery was turned into a black cat. Cursed to return to this cat form once the moon was in the night sky every night. But as time went on he realized that that wasn’t the end of his curse. As he watched his parents and every one around him age and slowly die, he realized that they had also cursed him to age as slowly as he had felt he arrived to save Emily.

Two hundred years and still searching for a cure or something that could at the very least put an end to the Sandersons. But nothing had worked and now he comes to a stand still. Getting his PhD and working as a Vet Tech for as long as he could manage no one to wonder why he never seemed to get any older despite several birthdays passing. By the fifth year, Thatchery would move and find a new city to live in. Though with every city in his realm already having housed him... it was time to move realms completely. Now he finds himself in the middle of a war stricken realm by the name of Portus Cale where he refuses to let anything else happen to the residents.

Oh God, the woods ||

Emily Binx-->”Haast thou seen my sister Emily?”

He feels  incredibly guilty for her death. Throughout the years he has always sort of felt her with him. But that’s crazy talk.

The Sanderson Sisters-->”There aren’t enough children in the world to make thee young and beautiful!”

He loathes their existence and will fight to his eventual death trying to bring them to theirs.

Lucifer-->Something wicked this way comes

LIEUTENANT FELIX “REAPER” SHEA · 35 · TANK COMMANDER · SHADOWED COMMANDO · TAKEN

" I have scars on my palms and the insides of my fingers. There is blood in my mouth and staining my clothes, I have died too many times to count and come back again stronger. "

ORIGIN:

Berlin, Germany

TRAITS:

+ Altruistic, Resolute, Venturesome

- Bloodthirsty, Caustic, Forbidding

BIOGRAPHY:

THERE IS A WAR OUTSIDE, COME SEE THE BULLETS FLY.

Felix Shea was the product of a forbidden romance between his mother, an Agent within the Bundesnachrichtendienst (Germany’s Federal Intelligence Service), and his father, an American Commander for the US Army, resulting in his German-American heritage. Both his parent’s loyalties were unwavering for their respective countries, making the relationship harrowingly difficult. Their infatuation for each other, however, prevailed. His father’s generally prohibited visits resulted in Felix becoming the eldest of five brothers (himself included) over the course of five years. For the youthful part of his life, he reigned in adolescent tyranny. His father was forced to be absent due to the relationship’s unaccepted circumstance, and his mother was often deployed on her own Intelligence missions.

This left Felix with a severe lack of an authoritative upbringing, causing him to become well-acquainted with a fair amount of the Bundespolizei (German Federal Police). His mother, absent for months at a time, left her children with various neighbors or mediocre care systems. The majority of these individuals and establishments considered their existence a nuisance, thus resulting in Felix forced to become the fatherly figure each boy lacked. Having been devoid of one himself, his tough brotherly nature was the only technique he could muster when raising four brothers, despite being a child himself.

Felix involved himself with street gangs in his early teens, finding them the closest idea to a family he’d been subjected to. His days consisted of underground fights, and evenings within cells. Despite his own delinquency, he was quite diligent in making sure that his fellow kin remained outside criminal activity. He was his family’s sole provider, and did what both parents failed to express the will to do: keep them alive. By sixteen, his mother was reported MIA, and soon after proclaimed deceased after the recovery of body during the infiltration of a Russian compound. Officially considered orphans at their mothers demise, the Shea children were at last claimed by their absent father. They were shuttled to America under secrecy by the hands of American Intelligence.

If you asked Felix, he would have told you he and his brothers were better off on the streets of Berlin. America was difficult, their origin (accents especially) making everyday life a near impossible feat. Their father, they learned, was a decorated war hero, but an incapable, intoxicated man within the home. The Shea abode was littered with violence and detestment; the brothers were often runaways brought back by local authority. Their father’s income was of poor funding, as the man blatantly spent it for his own gain. At eighteen, Felix passed his soul over to the Military, and each brother followed suit, though it would unknowingly lead to a shortening of lives.

DO YOU HEAR THE BATTLE CRY?

His first two brothers, the youngest as well as being twins, were lost in a flight training accident as result of poor mechanics. It was a hard blow given to the remaining three, who’d only had each other to hold onto. The news reached Felix last, being the eldest and most established within the Military, letters often took months to track him down. The third brother, who’d followed in Felix’s footsteps when it came to heavy artillery, lost their life in a heroic, self-sacrificing maneuver which involved evacuating a small town of civilians. Against orders, he defied an impending ambush, and gave his life for those under distress from a war which had been deemed necessary casualties. The fourth brother is currently established as MIA, though the case has been forgone by Intelligence Operatives after a year. While Felix wishes to harbor hope for his closest sibling, he clings to each brother’s dogtags with sorrowful remembrance.

He and the majority of his tank crew have been united since the North African Campaign (at one point, they had even experienced the deplorable life of a prisoner of war). Of course, they’ve gone through a fair amount of losses, but a few have remained resolute. On one of his first missions with his newly assigned tank crew, the outcome caused a harsh outlook to deepen a dark reality. It was a rescue mission— one that required heavy artillery to aid in suppressive fire— that his team had experienced more than once. The received orders hadn’t been as straight forward as the deploying officer had provided. Heavily outnumbered, outgunned, and out missiled, the team was trapped in the midst of an ambush, and it swiftly turned into a futile effort as a mortar struck their tank. After the accident, Felix began a rather lengthy recovery that resulted in an honorable discharge. Though he was fortunate enough to survive the accident, he did not escape completely unscathed. Shrapnel and burn scarring along the length of his torso (right side) and back resulted in intensive nerve damage. Because of this, Felix has lost feeling in the majority of the injured area.

Like the bulk of his brethren, he was resilient, and refused to remain immobile while fellow comrades faced war’s unceasing villainy. After tapping into a radio and receiving information of a particular brutal fray, he and his crew vanished from the medical tent’s confinement and started toward the calamity. It was a bloodbath, but nothing they hadn’t thrust themselves upon before. During this siege of a German fort, Felix came across the famed Shadowed Commandos. It had been their transmission his team had responded to, and because of them, the unit was able to add a victory to their efforts. He and his tank crew were swiftly inducted within the elite unit, and since then, are often sent among the thick of warring battlegrounds as their Tank Commander, Felix, has a knack for daring endeavors that wind up conquering the fray.

Victor Van Dort | 32 | Flexible-->Greater Good | NA

Realm: Earth

Occupation: Piano Instructor at the Academy of Unseen Arts

Pronouns: he/him

Sexuality: Demisexual

FC: Adrian Sahores

He is: Polite-->Well-Mannered-->Benevolent

But also: Anxious-->Worrisome-->Uncertain

Based on Victor Van Dort from The Corpse Bride

OPEN || TAKEN

I like your enthusiasm ||

A family of good money it wasn’t hard to see that he was wealthy. Women from all sorts of places flocked to prove themselves to the Van Dort boy. But he was uninterested. Victor would rather spend his time getting to know his significant other and playing piano. He wanted to find his true love and spend every available moment getting to know them. Doing things that they both liked rather than being forced into an unhappy marriage. There was one girl, however, that made his heart pound. She was sweet and beautiful and everything that Victor adored in a woman. They seemed to really connect and bond. They seemed so perfect for one another. However, his happily ever after was short lived as on the eve of their wedding...she ran away. Eloped and disappeared with another man. Leaving a heartbroken and depressed Victor to wonder what had went wrong.

As he got older his parents pressed that he needed to find a wife. They claimed that he was too picky and that he simply needed to settle as they had. The very thought of not even remotely liking his future wife made him sick to his stomach. But he begrudgingly agreed to his parents terms. A year or two later he was informed that they had found the perfect little lady. Her name was Victoria and she came from a once wealthy family herself. Though just how poor she was they were unaware. While he agreed to meet her, Victor still protested that he wanted to at the very least like his significant other. His parents shook their heads at him and reminded him that he had agreed to this before hand. With a sigh, he hung his head and introduced himself to her. She was a woman after his own heart and it didn’t take very long for him to grow fond of her.

But on the eve that they were to get married he ruined their vows. Their priest declared that until he mastered his vows that he would never be ready to marry. Distraught, Victor went into the woods and practiced and practiced and practiced. Finally, he got them down. Placing the ring on a nearby tree branch that stuck out. Only it wasn’t a tree branch...it was the finger of a corpse. Out from the earth sprouted an elegant looking young woman by the name of Emily. While he learned her devastating tale he was still terrified of her and what everyone would say, do and think of her. So, in order to save them both he told her he needed to go back up to the living world and talk to his parents. In reality, Victor was going to talk to Victoria. But when he arrived she was gone and there was rumor that she was to wed another man. Confused, he went searching for her which led him on a wild goose chase where he ended up in another city under the siege of war.

I find myself married to a corpse ||

Emily-->”Don’t you see? You’re the other woman.”

He knows that he has to do the right thing and eventually end his life to be with her. But this still terrifies him and he still has to find a way to inform Victoria.

Victoria Everglot-->”But then, on meeting you, I felt that I should be with you always.”

His would be fiance. He feels pulled and bound to her somehow and knows that he has to find a way to fix what he has done.

Sarah Sanderson-->Fix it

Jack Skellington | 34 | Flexible-->Greater Good | Bone Daddy

Realm: Other World

Occupation: Entrepreneur at Thimbles

Pronouns: he/him

Sexuality: Demisexual

FC: Eddie Redmayne

He is: Excitable-->Intelligent-->Creative

But also: Impulsive-->Mischievous-->Whimsical

Based on Jack Skellington from The Nightmare Before Christmas

OPEN || TAKEN

And to a guy in Kentucky I’m Mister Unlucky ||

As the only son of the founder of his city, he idolized his father. Spending countless hours laying awake with his dad trying to think of ways to spice things up in town. Especially for Halloween. That was their holiday and every year the whole town would celebrate and it was a giant party for everyone. But sometimes his father wondered if there was something more they could do. Jack, naturally, would try his best to help and try making different contraptions for the big bash. His father loved his inventions and often used them for the celebration. Unfortunately, his time with his father came to an end rather soon. His father passed suddenly and tragically when one of his own inventions exploded. Now poor Jack, at only sixteen, was alone.

It was up to him now to run the town and while his father had died he was granted his father’s ability; he could now turn skeletal on command. But there was someone who begged to differ. His name was Osten Bogs and his father was the mayor. The two boys grew up on the same street since they were infants and never once had gotten along. Osten would continuously try to find new ways of the Skellington’s out of town but it never did work. Jack was also the one person in their town that was not downright terrified of him. Always friendly to the other boy and offering to help him in anyway he could. Though all he would get in return was a jeer and a cruel laugh. Though there was one person that Jack could always count on; Zero. They had been there since before the town was founded and while they were dead they served as a good friend to him.

 As he grew older, Jack couldn’t ignore the feeling that there was something missing in their big Halloween bash. Or maybe in their town.It was then when he discovered this thing called snow. Being that in their town it’s autumn year round they never experienced this. Jack was fascinated and tried everything he could to make it snow. But to no avail. Nothing he did worked and eventually he decided to take his studies to another realm where it did snow and try to form some kind of plan to bring it back to his realm with him. Maybe then they could have the celebration that he had always imagined. 

No animal, no man can scream like I can ||

Sally Finkelstein-->”We’re simply meant to be.”

The two have lived side by side for years and only recently met. He feels like he can trust her and she brings out the best in him. Maybe there’s even something more between the two?

Zero-->”My, what a brilliant nose you have.”

He is his best friend. Always there when then other is in need most.

Cinderella-->”Somewhere deep in these bones an emptiness began to grow.”

Emily | 22 | Fixed-->Neutral | Death Becomes Her

Realm: Other World

Occupation: Animal Tamer for the Midnight Carnival

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: Up to player

FC: Grace Victoria Cox

She is: Passionate-->Enthusiastic-->Poise

But also: Melancholic-->Apologetic-->Romantic

Based on The Corpse Bride or Emily from The Corpse Bride

OPEN || TAKEN

You married me, she’s the other woman || 

Young and dumb and hopelessly in love. Even as child her parents couldn’t thwart her efforts to find her prince charming. With all the money in the world to ask for, it wasn’t hard to find suitors. Emily’s family was ridiculously wealthy and by definition new money. While most were frowning upon her and her family for coming into money by inheritance that didn’t mean that their sons weren’t attracted to the sweet and beautiful Emily. Her parents were a flexible pair who encouraged their daughter to go out and experience life in any way she could. She went on many dates in her time and often had a boyfriend on her arm. Though it never lasted long as she would soon come to find that her beau had been unfaithful. Young and dumb, she would run home and cry herself to sleep. But then she would turn around and as soon as they apologized Emily would welcome them back with open arms.

But then there was him. Barkis Bittern was an older man who knew what he wanted. Unfortunately, what he wanted wasn’t her. It was her money. He was broke and had a filthy habit of spending money where it wasn’t needed. He was suave and sophisticated and swept Emily off her feet in a matter of minutes. But when she brought him home to meet her parents they were less than accepting. Especially since they were already engaged and Barkis was asking for her hand in marriage. Her father said no and told her that while he was happy she was happy that he would rather see her with a man that wasn’t easily ten years her senior. Emiily was heartbroken. The two were determined to be wed and he told her that he would marry her with or without her father’s approval. Sneaking away her mother’s wedding dress, she ran out in the middle of the night and waited for him by their agreed upon meeting place.

She waited...and waited....and waited. Until it struck midnight and there was a shadow behind her. Her heart started hammering with anticipation but only until she turned around. It was Barkis but he wasn’t there to marry her. Instead he killed her and left her there to be found. Emily waited there in the depths of the Underworld of her realm where she vowed to wait there until someone asked for her hand and meant it. A decade later a young man named Victor came practicing his vows. But he didn’t know that when he had placed his ring that it wasn’t a tree; it was Emily’s hand. She was ecstatic. But he was frightened and tricked her into allowing him to go back to the living world so he could talk to his parents. Victor did not want to talk to his parents. Now, Emily traveled to the living world where she can hunt him down and that led her to Portus Cale.

Hopscotch ||

Barkis Bittern-->Ex lovers

He was once her beloved but now she harbors an immense amount of hatred for him for what he did to her.

Victor Van Dort-->Husband mine

Who is now her husband. While she truly has feelings for him, he is terrified of her and it breaks her heart

Marnie Cromwell-->Best of friends

Agathe “Aggie” Prendergast | 29 | Flexible-->Neutral | Witch

Realm: Enchanted Forest

Occupation: Occult Author for The Enchanted Lake

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: Up to player

FC: Lucy Hale

She is: Practical-->Compassionate-->Respectful

But also: Misunderstood-->Wild-->Uncontrollable 

Based on Aggie from ParaNorman

OPEN || TAKEN

I wanted everyone to see how rotten they were ||

As a child she was raised by a single mother. Her mother worked several jobs trying to keep her child taken care of. But as a result she was hardly around. Leaving Aggie to fend for herself more often then not. School was a walk in the park academically. But socially, she was ostracized. Ridiculed for how different she was in a time where difference was what made you...well, different. Everyone treated the poor girl like and outsider and pushed her around. Bullying was an all day every day thing. Kids would follow her home and harass her. Come time for Halloween her house was the biggest target. Everyone knew she was different and no one liked it. Being different was frowned upon in her city. Her mother raised her to be Pagan and while all they really did was the solstice rituals it was a big no no where they lived.

One day it turned from just kids to even the parents. Her school went as far as holding a PTSA meeting about her and what to do with her. They came to an agreement that they were going to be rid of the different for good. Cornering the quiet and sweet Aggie and hissing profanities at her. They called her a witch and a nuisance. Telling her to go away and be with her own kind. They called her the devil and spat at her. The poor girl was so frustrated and scared that her power surged and broke free of her. Being that her magic was heavily linked to her emotions made them hard to control. It was then that they began to close in on her and pulled out ropes to restrain her. Aggie was scared and declared that every year on the anniversary of this night that the dead would rise and plague the city for their wrong doings.

The rest you could guess. Though one night when her curse came to life... A boy by the name of Norman came to her resting place and woke her. While she had no memory of who she or what had happened she did know one thing and that was that she was angry. Norman read from a story book and slowly she began to remember. Her name was Aggie and she was harshly and wrongly prosecuted. She was sad and alone and all she wanted was her mom. But her mother had long since passed and instead, she asked Norman where she would go from here. He told her that it was up to her and as he continued to read from the book, Aggie felt alive again. As her life was restored, she knew where she was going. She was to seek someone who could help her contain her magic and that led her straight to Portus Cale.

I just want my mommy ||

Norman-->”I burnt that book to dust, now I don’t have to hear that story ever again!”

He was her savior. Someone who understood being mocked and tormented by his peers. Aggie sees him as a close friend.

Winifred Sanderson-->Friend is thine enemy

It is with great pleasure that I am able to announce that this roleplay will be back  in business soon! 

With life stressors for both Admin B and myself and my health still getting under control, we had decided that we will be opening again here in the next few months.

What does that mean? It means the following things:

We will not be opening again until late February-early March of 2020

We will be making revisions along the way

Bios will be revised as well as faceclaims

Our main page will be under construction as well

We will open again once we have ten apps when the time comes to open again

In the meantime, my mascot will be remaining the same and you’ll mostly be seeing me (Admin M) posting as Admin B handles things going on in their life. We will also be going on the lookout for another admin and/or mod to join our team and help us out with things. If you think this is you--don’t be afraid to shoot us a message as I will always be available to answer questions and such and I am almost always in contact with Admin B!

So, be sure to stay tuned for more updates along the way!

-xoxo

Admin M