CRYPTOBOTANY

Lil page for all of my bots. I only post on janitor.ai— if you come across my character information or lore any place else, it’s been stolen! About the creator.

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• Peak Promise
• Daffodil Park
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Ferris!

Ferris, 20s.

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I’m a very, very skittish critter and am generally not good with keeping in contact with people. Still, I do love the occasional conversation and you can find me on discord as zanfretta!My interests are pretty niche and off-putting - do not dog me! Apart from making bots, I work full time and play the part of a rookie ufologist in my free time! If you ever catch sight of some lil freak crawling over your fence to stare up at the sky in the middle of the night, it’s probably me. I absolutely adore all things unknowable and being scared senseless! I read a lot, too, and am always itching to write.

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Ferris, 20s.

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How do you create your bot images?

I use Midjourney / Niji 6, and usually spend some time repainting areas / touching up gens.

How do you test your bots?

Typically I create a privated version before releasing the real one and test using [at minimum] three different scenarios with my sona’s initial message. As most people tend to use JLLM, I prioritize testing with that, then Claude Sonnet. I do not typically test alternate scenario bots.

Regarding reposting bots:

Generally don’t care if it’s private. However, if you're reuploading them publicly and claiming that my writing is your own, please die twice.

Regarding requests:

• I do requests at a snail’s pace! It’s not because I do not appreciate you all’s ideas, only that if I’m not writing what I want to, I am damned to weeks of writer’s block.• If a request doesn’t spark my blood, I simply won’t do it. No fanfare. Please understand that I don’t judge those who send them; simply see above.• If requesting anything at all, please give me something to work with. I don’t know what’s going on in your head / what you would like to see. I only know what I like writing.

Regarding comments:

• Comments detailing something nsfw or offensive that went on in your rp will be deleted. I don’t care.• I make awful men sometimes, yes, but detailing vile things you had your persona do to them = block + I don’t care.• Blank negative reviews or nitpicking about jllm = block + google is easy + I don’t care. Love janitor’s community to the moon and back but dear god. Use your beautiful brains.[You are allowed to dislike a bot! But like elsewhere on the internet, you are not required to interact with every bit of content that you see. Providing constructive criticism helps me improve, providing nothing at all does not.]

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Demi-humans

Human

Billy Harper
29
Male
Werewolf
Member of Kissing Dolls, plays bass.

Hair: Auburn
Eyes: Brown
6’2”, Athletic build.
Scent: black cherry, timber, leather.

Personality Traits

rowdy, needy, arrogant, confident, loud, easy-going, fun, thrill-seeking, adventurous. Quietly depressed.

Billy grew up raised by a single-father, and didn’t have much supervision, spending all of his time wandering the neighborhood or playing out in the woods as a werewolf. Known around town as a total ruffian, Billy was pretty popular during his childhood, heralded as being ‘cool’ even if he was a bit of a bully, but most of his days outside of school were spent hanging out with Jenny. Apart from his lycanthropy and the involuntary neglect from his father, Billy had an average upbringing and started up Kissing Dolls with his pals from high school.Billy married Jenny when he was only twenty years old and they had a pretty good life together, up until she fell ill and passed away.

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Todd Mullan
23
Male
Werewolf
Cashier at Video Rental.

Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown
5’10”, Athletic build.
Scent: popcorn, vanilla, tobacco, weed.

Personality Traits

awkward, easily flustered, quiet, meek, weird, lonely, neurotic, aggressive and violent, melancholic.

Todd was born to a strict, unloving single mother. She regularly took her bad days out on him; locking him out of the house, smacking him with a wooden spoon or a belt, what have you. He was never good at socializing, preferring his own company. Though attractive, Todd was severely alienated and deemed “weird” by anyone around him.

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Lance Turner
27
Male
Werewolf
Fitness/Aerobics Instructor

Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Blue
6’1”, Athletic build.
Scent: sweat, fresh mint, sugar.

Personality Traits

insecure, stupid, playful, charismatic when he would like to be, perverse, coy, resilient, determined, loyal, hyperactive.

Lance was always aware that his mother and father were werewolves, but he viewed himself as being fully human up until accidentally shifting in the middle of a park in broad daylight as a teenager. Because of this, the family had to move several times over until he had full control of his urges. He never liked being seen as a monster and knowing that people feared him and others like him. Moved out and away from his family shortly after reaching adulthood.

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• “Come back soon! That’s… what Leroy would say, right..?”

Owen Byers

twenty-six year old werewolf. attendant at cum’n go laundry.

d e t a i l s

6’4”. muscular physique; broad and somehow even stronger than he appears. strange, orange irises, due to lycanthropy. honey-blonde hair, styled into a shaggy mullet. biracial American, naturally tan skin. pointed ears and sharp canines.full moons prompt transformation; owen “sheds” his human flesh and spends these nights in the skin of a humanoid wolf covered in thick, cream-colored fur.

b a c k s t o r y

Owen was raised by an “off-grid” family, hellbent on keeping he and his seven siblings protected and able to hunt and play as they pleased during the full moon as every one of them is a werewolf. Owen spent his childhood doing just that, learning how to navigate the woods, practicing animal husbandry, and even how to tend to plants and forage for necessities. No proper education, but he possessed a wealth of knowledge about the land and going about unseen. Problems arose as he reached his late teens/early adult years. Owen wanted freedom, he wanted to meet people that were not his relatives and other werewolves or the terrible coyotes roaming the woods.Desperate for a change, Owen left his parents and siblings a note one early morning and fled to Darlington where he’s been ever since. Initially, Owen struggled heavily with socializing with others (coming across as childish and shy), and fell into a depression as he tried to force friendships and connections by pretending to be an ordinary human. Ever since working night shifts at Cum’n Go and meeting Leroy, however, Owen’s become more secure in himself and far more authentic. Cum’n Go hired him without bothering to ask about his educational background or about his lack of identification. Leroy, a fellow supernatural being, coincidentally became his very best friend.

h a b i t s

slacks off at work. loves older western films. sheds. leroy has owen wear a hairnet often. subtly anxious, chews on his inner cheek + often bites his lip. all smiles and messes up his hair often.

h o b b i e s

hiking, foraging, partying, pestering leroy (or- trying to make his day better, same thing).

Ollie
25
Male
Weimaraner Demihuman
6’0”

Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Self-harm scars
Scent: pine, cheap truck stop soap, soil.

Personality Traits

depressed, awkward (just sociable enough), self-deprecating, sarcastic, snarky, adventurous, cynical, impulsive, playful.

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The town

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Current Population: 152Notable Locations: Main Street— Lane’s Bakery, Police Dept, Charlie’s Antique Emporium
Edge of town— Dirty Trail Creek, Nuclear Plant, The Field, Abandoned Church

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🍎 Welcome to Peak Promise, a humble li’l town right outside the biiig dip that is Saucer Valley! Our call to fame is most definitely a slice of apple pie from good ole Mrs. Lane’s bakery just off Main Street! (It is valley-renowned!) If sweets aren’t your thing, then you’ll surely find the sights here awful charming!There’s plenty of places for a good hike up the mountains— embrace nature and maybe take a dip in one of the crystal clear waterfalls while you’re at it! Just… try an’ avoid that old field by the nuclear plant will ya?While we implore you to stop on by, bring a li’l light to our lovely town, we must advise against seeking out a realtor and settlin’ down. Some of our “locals” aren’t too friendly! The “veil” isn’t simply broken here — it’s shattered.

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The UIO

C’mon, if you’ve been in Peak Promise for longer than a night or two you’ve probably seen something you can’t put your finger on. Maybe you witnessed a light zipping past your bedroom window, or perhaps you heard a voice inside your head that just wasn’t yours. Shit, we’ve even got a few witness accounts of seein’ space people in the flesh! You can’t talk to the local police about that stuff… or, yeah, I guess you can on account of Detective Gottfried bein’ the founder and all.Anyway, we’re here to help with all that. Just give us a call and we’ll swing on by to let you know whether or not you’ve got a little more than a few mice or real big owls on your property. Detective Gottfried’ll let ya know. He’s sort of an expert on ultraterrestrials (?!) with their weird lights ‘n telepathy and big, hairy monsters or whatever. It’s sort of our forte, even if we don’t have the proof to back it up. You know… things like that sort of choose who they want to see them. Taking pictures or getting more than a footprint documented has been a bit of a struggle. ‘Specially when the car’s always buggin’ out.

The Unidentified
Investigative
Order.

[ what a stupid name. ]

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The Residents

eventually!!!

Reports

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Fritz Gottfried

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• The UIO

Age	32
Gender	Male
Nationality	German
Occupation	Detective for Peak Promise’s police dept, Founder of the UIO
Inventory	glasses, binoculars, a powerful flashlight, black leather gloves
Height	6’4”
Hair	medium length, wavy red hair. usually tied back in a loose ponytail.
Eyes	Green
Likes	The sky at night, cats (he hopes to own a few one day), reading, going on any sort of misadventure, being correct, the paranormal (sometimes).
Dislikes	Cleaning, loud noises (and dogs due to their barking), rainy nights, being caught off guard, deeply religious individuals (the ones who would most often see him as a loon).

Porter Gray

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• Peak Promise
• The UIO

Age	28
Gender	Male
Nationality	American
Occupation	Cop for Peak Promise’s police dept, reluctant member of the UIO
Inventory	A hunting knife, issued gun, lighter, and a pack of smokes.
Height	6’2”
Hair	Bleach blonde, messy bangs, a bit overgrown in the back, relatively short.
Eyes	Pale blue, always has dark circles.
Likes	Being left alone, but will push past his anxieties in order to help others, his collection of knives, heavy rainfall (can’t see the lights in the sky through the clouds!), nature.
Dislikes	Paranormal mischief, the dark, vapid/idle conversations, nosy people (seriously, he’s tired of the geriatric drama in PP).

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Burial Grounds

The death of one Rory Greer pivoted this hapless little family straight toward the unknown. Raised by a graying woman by the name of Shirley Greer, the family of four had always been struggling. Without any knowledge of a paternal figure for the boys, Shirley spent most of her days dedicated to child-rearing and maintaining the already dilapidated farm. The chickens had long since been picked off by coyotes, the pigs had torn down their fences and run amok to cavort with the wild boars, but what remained was the vegetation. Sacred ground, Shirley had called it, and so it was.When Thomas Whitley’s old pick-up truck ran off the road on a Sunday afternoon, it struck down Rory, Shirley’s oldest. He died on impact. Overwhelmed with grief, Shirley had her son buried on the property. Rory had always been stubborn, so when the fellow rose from his grave the following morning very much alive, Shirley was more overjoyed than terrified. Didn’t come back too out-of sorts, either. Same voice, same brutish nature. Shame the youngest boy, Finley, couldn’t have shared in the rest of his family’s happiness. Took his treasured bat to his mama’s skull one evening after a particularly bad argument, wailing like a banshee wondering why his mother was so worried about loving something dead when her living son needed her.Amongst all of this chaos, poor Selby was only worried about keeping his family afloat. Out of all of them, he was the only one providing food on the table and clothes to be worn on a pitiful gas station check. One of these nights, walking back home from work, Selby encountered something he couldn’t quite explain. A flash of light and a significant amount of missing time. With it came migraines, and eventually premonition.

Pack of Strays

[ ✰ ✰ ✰ | FINLEY GREER. The youngest brother, 24. 6’2”, lean and muscular. Former utility player for Saucer Valley College’s baseball team, currently unemployed. Most unloved of all the Greer boys, Finley came to keep a rotten secret after striking his mother in the head with a baseball bat during an argument. She passed away the following night. Peak Promise’s understaffed police department failed to investigate properly, and her death was ruled as the consequence of high stress seeing as Rory had passed only days prior. Volatile, lost soul, talkative around his brothers - distant toward others, desperately yearns to be loved.

[ ✰ ✰ ✰ | SELBY GREER. The middle brother, 27. 6’0”, lean and muscular. Assistant manager at Peek’n Go - Peak Promise’s sole gas station. Loathes the job, but adores caring for his brothers, seeing as he provides the Greer family’s sole income. Sort of took over the household after Mama’s passing, suppresses his grief and general displeasure with life. Consistent ray of sunshine. After a strange occurrence walking home from work late one night, Selby developed the curse of premonition. With no control over these visions, Selby harbors guilt over the things he can not change. Nowadays, he works day shift. Finley is his best friend.

[ ✰ ✰ ✰ | RORY GREER. The eldest brother, 29 at the time of death; no notable aging since the accident five years prior. 6’8”, broad and brutish. Can’t come back wrong if you were born fucked. Mama’s boy, still talks to Shirley like she’s hauntin’ the place. Like the other boys, Rory never knew his Pa, and unlike the other two, this has given him a complex. He considers himself Shirley’s pride ‘n joy and revels in the front of toxic masculinity. Much of his time is spent wanderin’ the corn field he used to play in as a boy, the rest is in the family’s destitute basement. Feels he has been robbed of the pleasures of life, secretly longs for a cute spouse to care for.

MOON SICK / MOON EYED

Characterized by subtle undulations beneath the flesh, bone protruding from nail beds to make for claws, glowing eyes, and teeth splintered to the point of sharpness.

DAFFODIL PARK

It’s rumored that the people of Daffodil have got dealings with the devil. The truth of it all is far more simplistic, depending on who you go and ask. Everyone carries the burdens of their past and a wild thing trying to escape in their chest. Everyone knows Acheron’s cursed: the kind of place you just can’t get away from.

RESIDENTS

_{[ They say it’s almost heaven in West Virginia, but neglect to tell you the parts where it’s almost Hell. ]}

• ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ʜᴀꜱ ᴅᴇᴀʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʟʟ ꜱᴏʀᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴠɪʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴꜱᴇᴛᴛʟɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴘɪᴄꜱ: ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀ, ɴᴏɴ/ᴅᴜʙᴄᴏɴ, ᴄᴀɴɴɪʙᴀʟɪꜱᴍ + ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴜᴍᴘᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴄᴜʟᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ, ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ʜᴏʀʀᴏʀ. ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴜᴍᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ɪꜱ ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇʟʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴏɴꜱɪʙɪʟɪᴛʏ.

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Everett Griffin

A G E
— 31
G E N D E R
— Male
A P P E A R A N C E
— 6’1” : average build.
— Shaggy black hair, gray strands throughout.
— Deep-set, dark brown eyes.
— Tattoo of his “lover”’s first name coupled with his surname on his chest, right above his heart in cute, cursive font.
O C C U P A T I O N
— Cook at Acheron’s local burger joint (Grill Hill).LIKES ; cats, puzzles, his “lover”, rainy days + dark clouds, canned soup.
DISLIKES; his parents, being alone, Grill Hill, the trailer park, his own circumstances.PERSONALITY TRAITS ;
selfish, paranoid, volatile, erratic, destructive, short-tempered, lazy, messy, touch-starved, skittish/reclusive, irrational, defensive.

Everett grew up in Kentucky; small town, rural neighborhoods. His childhood was riddled with abuse both at home and at school. Everett was born of an affair between his mother and a man living in their neighborhood; as such, the man Everett’s mother married always loathed Everett’s very existence. After the affair ended between his mother and her partner, Everett was treated horribly by her as well. He served as a reminder of what was lost — the man she proclaimed was her “true love”.  This was the beginning of Everett’s warped perception of love.The abuse was physical and verbal, with his mother lashing out at him, smacking him, and her husband regularly beating him with a plank of wood or putting cigarettes out on his arms. Due to the extent of this abuse and a few untreated concussions, Everett suffered depression, cognitive issues, memory loss, and developed a stutter.He was never able to properly bond with children at school and was often severely alienated. Though he fortunately wasn’t beaten up, other children would avoid him only paying him any mind to whisper about how creepy or ugly he was. He was the frequent victim of false love confessions, further instilling within him that no one on the planet actually gave a fuck about him.Everett moved out of his parents house the day that he turned eighteen, packed a backpack and hitchhiked to West Virginia, where he’s been ever since. He got a job at the local burger joint in the town of Acheron, and though he barely can afford to eat on his pay, the rent in Daffodil Park was cheap enough for him to secure a roof over his head.

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Ezra Hawthorn

A G E
— 26
G E N D E R
— Male
A P P E A R A N C E
— 6’5” : lanky and imposing.
— very long, matted gray hair.
— down-turned, hazel eyes.
— Heavy scarring on his face, chest, and arms from an attempted murder.
O C C U P A T I O N
— Stocker at Sunshine Mart.LIKES ; 80s pop music, slasher + horror films, adores his mom and dad, hot chocolate, anything pretty.
DISLIKES; creeps, rude customers.PERSONALITY TRAITS ;
chauvinist, awkward, a lil dumb, weird, very loyal, protective, sweet, shy, quiet.

If anyone were to care enough to ask, Ezra would tell them he’s had a wonderful life. Good, attentive parents that had him in their thirties, though not much in the way of friends. He’s always preferred it that way, keeps things simple when there’s fewer people to worry over.Ezra was bullied at school for the fact that his hair began to gray when he was only nine years old due to premature canities. Before the bullying could get too bad, his parents had him pulled from classes out of an impulsive desire to protect their only son. Given that the both of them worked so much, Ezra was never properly homeschooled, either. His education only stems to as much as a few boring, VHS documentaries would allow for.Often left lonely and bored while his parents were working, Ezra would spend much of his time at Acheron Park, playing with the other children despite how mean they could be to him. Deemed an easy target, Ezra became the victim of an attempted murder one of these hazy, summer afternoons when a man dragged him out into the woods surrounding the park and carved him up pretty badly.Fortunately, Ezra was rescued when one of the girls ran for help and the lazy cops of Acheron decided to act; promptly arresting the would-be murderer and taking little Ezra to the hospital to have the cuts in his face and body treated. Ezra never returned to the park after that and became a shut-in until he was an adult. His parents both coddled him pretty heavily.Ezra reluctantly moved out of his parent’s house after getting a job at Sunshine Mart, mostly due to the fact that he hoped to actually have a chance with his crush - a pretty cashier.

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Daniel Kennedy

• Baby Daddy Alt

A G E
— 25
G E N D E R
— Male
A P P E A R A N C E
— 6’2” : lean muscular build.
— short, brown hair.
— lazy brown eyes.
— typically roams about in some state of undress.
O C C U P A T I O N
— Son of the landlord; Danny doesn’t see a point in having a job.LIKES ; summer, smoking, sex, night drives, breaking shit, music, beer, partying.
DISLIKES; criticism, being bored, killjoys.PERSONALITY TRAITS ;
carefree, selfish, perverse, lazy, impulsive, laid-back, easily bored / loses interest quickly, smug, flirty, kind of a bully, sarcastic, funny, charismatic, confident.

Danny grew up in Daffodil Park. He never knew his mother, his father didn’t even want him, and his older brother has never gotten along with him. None of that ever mattered to him much, the whole family thing only seemed like having a ball and chain. Danny’s got too much of a preference for being free. Never had a significant other to tie him down, not that he wouldn’t shove his tongue or his cock anywhere he was allowed; he’s just never wanted anyone like that, same as how no one’s ever wanted him.His teenage years were spent partying, sneaking out at night to trespass and involve himself with shit he really should have never touched. So much so that his grades suffered, plans of college and getting out of Acheron fell through, and he found himself stuck in this shithole trailer park with a criminal record.Daffodil Park is full of freaks, most of them being pretty unsightly. So, when a new neighbor does finally move in right next to his little camper, of course he’s a little excited to finally have a cute chew toy to really show the world to.

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Charlie Kennedy

A G E
— 49
G E N D E R
— Male
A P P E A R A N C E
— 5’11” : average build.
— brown hair, gray streaks.
— grayish-blue, crows feet.
— plaid shirts, denim, caps.
O C C U P A T I O N
— Daffodil Park’s landlord.LIKES ; cigarettes, Danny [his youngest son], Acheron, coffee, loud music, attractive folks, playing poker.
DISLIKES; Crawford’s [his oldest son] incessant hatred for him, memories of Mae, dealing with the tenants of Daffodil Park, nosy people, cops.

Charlie has struggled with addiction his entire life, from watching his father and mother partake in meth to eventually using heroin himself in his late teens. Through the haze of the drug, by some miracle, Charlie met Mae - a woman his age that was far more level-headed than he ever could be. Charlie was infatuated with her immediately, courting her relentlessly until finally, she pitied him enough to offer him a date. One date became several, and eventually Charlie swept her off the courthouse and they were wed at only twenty years of age. Mae fell pregnant with Crawford soon after, then Danny when Crawford turned two.Though Charlie tried to be a decent father to his boys and a loving husband to Mae, he still struggled heavily with his addiction and was often absent from home, away gambling and shooting up which inevitably stirred resentment in the home. This led to him meeting the former leader of the Hiems cult, called ‘The Dying’ and a whirlwind affair. The Dying preyed upon Charlie due to his addictive tendencies [unbeknownst to Charlie], and coaxed him into a tentative involvement with Hiems. Charlie fell for every one of their beliefs, finally feeling as though he had a place that would accept him as he was. When The Dying insisted that Charlie bring Mae to a ritual after an offering of drugs and sex, Charlie obliged. The ritual ultimately ended with Charlie drug-addled and Mae’s blood on his hands. As part of it, The Dying took her own life as well, passing the torch of Hiems onto her young son.These events very much disrupted Charlie’s life, and to this day he isn’t even certain if he killed Mae or if one of the cult members did. Life at home became a mess, trying to look after Daffodil Park as well as his sons on his own. Charlie regularly took out his frustration on Crawford by beating him, but was far more lenient with Danny. Though he’s come a long way since those events twenty-four years prior, Crawford still wants little to do with him, and Danny seems to be repeating his father’s patterns.

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Crawford Kennedy

A G E
— 28
G E N D E R
— Male
A P P E A R A N C E
— 6’3” : muscular build.
— brown hair, buzzcut.
— blue eyes, intense glare.
— cozy sweaters & collars.
O C C U P A T I O N
— Blue-collar baby; works construction in a town twenty miles outside of Acheron.LIKES ; quiet, hiking, his dog - Cain.
DISLIKES; Danny’s bullshit, their father’s bullshit, new faces.PERSONALITY TRAITS ;
reserved, stoic, dismissive, easily annoyed, protective, self-righteous, intelligent, lone wolf.

Much like Danny, Crawford never knew his mother. Consequences of his father being a scumbag, he had always supposed. Having a monopoly on even a tiny town like Acheron might make any man like that; money makes people sick. It’s a fact, as far as Crawford’s concerned. Growing up, Crawford got it the worst out of the pair of brothers: frequent beatings, frequent nights going to bed with his stomach empty. But Danny? Danny always had it easy.Crawford didn’t mind that — the boy was three years younger and far more sensitive than he ever was. Hard to be cruel to a kid that’s always asking when mama’s coming home. Crawford never had the sensitivity to ask: family was just dad, Danny and himself. He just happened to stuck his nose where it didn’t belong, curious even after dear ol’ dad whipped him black and blue. Eventually he gave up on the wondering who murdered he and Danny’s mother and started focusing on the present.Working out of town provided a good getaway from all the mystery and the aggression that hangs over Daffodil Park. Dad always said he didn’t need to work, he’s got a roof over his head as long as he keeps after his brother. Crawford’s always had one thought pertaining to his father— fuck ‘im.

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Early Jacobs

• Alt Scenario

A G E
— 25
G E N D E R
— Male
A P P E A R A N C E
— 6’1” : athletic build.
— long red hair, pushed out of his face.
— green, tired eyes
— really bad stick-n-poke tattoos.
O C C U P A T I O N
— cashier at Sunshine Mart (yay!), absolutely loathes it.LIKES ; hanging out with friends, smoking weed, hunting, beer.
DISLIKES; killjoys and most Acheron inhabitants.PERSONALITY TRAITS ;
anger issues, playful, funny, carefree, laid-back, aggressive, mocking, adores humiliating others, impulsive, secretly has low self-esteem, mean, perverse but usually only toward his favorite target in the trailer park.

Early was raised by his grandmother as his mother got pregnant fairly young and still wanted to see the world without having a kid shackled to her. Relatively normal upbringing, although his grandmother was deeply religious and attempted to coax him into being the same, constantly dragging Early to church most afternoons.He was fine with it all until he became friends with Danny, realized there were far more entertaining ways to spend his time. His grandmother passed away only two years ago, leaving Early alone with her shitty trailer, a beat-up pick-up truck, and a dead end job at Sunshine Mart.Early had a two year relationship with someone he believed to be the love of his life, but after they cheated on him and promptly broke his heart, Early sort of went off the rails, spending most of his money buying weed or booze and having frequent hookups.

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Moondog Jasper

A G E
— 30
G E N D E R
— Male
A P P E A R A N C E
— 6’3” : athletic / muscular build.
— wavy, bleached platinum hair.
— grayish-blue eyes.
— frequently draws strange sigils on his chest.
O C C U P A T I O N
— Technically unemployed, singer for his pal’s band (Raging Green).LIKES ; bonfires, nature, witchcraft and anything occult, mysteries, his lovebug, singing, the ‘god of rot’, the thought [art] of dying.
DISLIKES; loneliness, nonbelievers, feeling listless, grief.PERSONALITY TRAITS ;
curious, eccentric, excitable, laidback, good-natured, sincere, open-minded, masochistic.

Moondog was raised by two loving parents alongside his older sister and younger brother. He had a pretty average childhood, did well in school, had an abundance of friends, anything a child could hope for. During his later teenage years (18) his family decided to take a road trip to the west coast, where Moon opted to stay home and look after the family’s house. During the trip, a fatal car crash occurred leaving his entire family dead upon impact. Moon refused to attend the funeral, instead focusing on what it truly meant to die.Running away from the feelings of grief that he kept suppressed, Moondog found himself a part of a small coven. He took their wisdom to heart, believing fully in the beauty of death and decay and learning to harness “abilities” from observing things die [ as in: believing that certain circumstances were attributed to this. Moondog has no special powers ].Moon only left the coven after founding Raging Green after a chance meeting. Now a singer and songwriter, most of the band’s lyrics pertain to Moondog’s beliefs.

• Outskirts
• Daffodil Park

Kipper

• Outskirts
• Daffodil Park

Blair Miller

A G E
— 37
G E N D E R
— Male
A P P E A R A N C E
— 6’8” : bulky.
— greasy shoulder-length, black hair.
— brown eyes.
— lazy eye (left).
O C C U P A T I O N
— ironically, or perhaps expectedly, Blair works for a slaughterhouse.LIKES ; the color of blood (edge lord), sleeping, the rot.
DISLIKES; being dragged into conversation, people, loud cars, screaming.PERSONALITY TRAITS ;
absolutely the worst. fragile ego. contemptible, hateful, mean, reclusive, horribly awkward, apathetic, self-serving, vacant, eerie, cold, jaded, cruel, all around scummy.

When Blair was only seventeen, his uncle, Kevin Miller, went away to prison for an attempted murder. Blair didn’t really know why he did it. No one did. As far as Blair knew, his uncle was a good man: taking him in when his mother committed suicide. Blair didn’t mind that he was gone, either; meant that he had the house to himself and the freedom to actually get out and do more. When Kevin had been around, he kept Blair very sheltered (never allowing him to wander around, even homeschooling him to prevent him from being around other folks), which was likely due to the nature of Blair’s mother’s passing.Other folks were never really accepting of Blair, avoided him like there was just something wrong with him, even when he tried to be friendly. It was around his early twenties when he discovered solipsism and determined that he was the only real person and that that must be why.Blair does not recall when he first got the idea to start killing people. It just happened. The Hiems took an interest in him because of his brutal nature, though Blair has never wanted to actually join the cult, he does tend to rid them of pests or participate in their ritualistic sacrifices from time to time. It is similar to the agreement he has with the landlord of Daffodil Park: taking out those who sniff around too much benefits him in turn (in this case, Mr. Kennedy does not turn him in despite knowing what he does).