If you looked at Archie, your first impressions would lead you to believe that he was a man down on his luck, and you wouldn’t be too far off from the truth. Underneath the worry lines, permanently frown, and his baggy clothing are broad shoulders and kind eyes. His complexion is good, as he is long past the age where he needs to worry about acne, with no natural blemishes on his person. He does however have many scars and scrapes from his rough and tumble life. Several of which are scrapes and burn scars all over his hands and a couple on his arms and legs, which appear to be nothing more than rough housing mementos.

The structure of his face is mostly angular, with high cheek bones, but his jaw squares off at his chin. Along his chin, jaw, and cheeks he wears thin but somewhat unkempt facial hair. He has thick eyebrows and lashes which frame intense blue eyes. His light brown hair though, is quickly combed with his fingers, most of the time achieving that ‘I got ready in 15 minutes’ look. He naturally walks and talks with a charming demeanor, that his exuberance infects all of his conversations and has a sort of charismatic disposition that brings out the better parts of people. It is such a shame that this side of him hasn’t shown in a while. He has a deep, strong, projecting yet somewhat gravely voice that carries a slight southern accent to it.

There isn't any one particular outfit that he leans towards. The style may change from relaxed, sometimes classy, sporty, whatever the situation demands. He generally has a rugged look to his person. Brown or black leather jackets are his preferred outerwear, but hoodies are not uncommon. He usually avoids shorts. What kind of jeans or pants doesn’t really matter to him, but he tends to shoot for boot cut jeans that tend to tighten around his waist, providing comfort and a secure fit. His shoes are boots, almost always boots. Though it may change according to the situation - sports often call for sneakers, and a fancy outing requires more refined dress shoes. These he has. As of late Archie has found himself going for clothing that is relaxed and easy to move in due to his newfound affliction.

Archie was born in March of 1984, and has spent most of his life facing issues with anger management. Most of his childhood life isn't too far off from normal, but as he became a teenager he began lashing out with more ferocity and anger. Nothing too atypical for a young man with known anger issues. He attended classes for this, and eventually learned how to manage himself more appropriate.

For the better part of his life, Archie has been a normal person. He went to university, got a degree, made friends, and found someone who he was compatible with. He had a dog, and then a kid. All the the while he didn't have a single major incident. The child came unexpectedly, and when he found himself becoming a father before he was ready or even wanted, things began to change. His marriage was strained, and he began to feel trapped. But he was a good father to his daughter. He refused to let his discontentment show around him. He loved his wife and daughter, he really did- and it wasn't their fault that they had been dealt the cards they had. One day while returning home from visiting the grandparents out of state, Archie's car was struck by a drunk driver. His wife died instantly, and his little girl didn't have a chance.

These days he spends most of his time at home- a waterfront home with a dock for his boat and a massive industrial garage that he uses for his mechanic business that has one too many empty rooms. After his initial encounter with what he believes to be The Black Shuck- in which he saw the cryptid at the riverbank while up the Williams river drinking, he no longer doubts the claims of all the strange happenings in the town. He however has not altered his behavior in any way. If The Horde gets him, then it gets him, see if he gives a shit.

These days, Archie has found himself drinking his sorrows away on his boat while fishing until he's gone, and then waking up in the morning in strange places with torn clothes and no recollection of what happened. Perhaps it is his punishment for his discontent with gods gifts to his life, perhaps there was no god at all. All he knows is that he is deep in a pit of self inflicted despair with no idea how to dig himself out.

Outwardly, Archie can be charming, forward, and proud. A peculiar mixture of relaxed and energetic are what makes up his disposition depending on how much alcohol is in his system. He's talkative in the right crowd and has very many stories to share regarding his hijinks, adventures, and mishapenings he has experienced throughout the extent of his life. He has a large presence and a forceful voice, coupled with charm, people tend to see him as a leader. Not because he's earned it, but because he rallies those to him well. He will pay you back if you do him a favor or if you get on his good side. This being said, he isn't very frequently refused and so the ugly side he's been at odds with for most of his lift isn't seen as often one might expect - and while he has had a history with aggression, he isn't actually too prone to being aggressive in his interactions with others. At least not anymore.

While Archie could certainly use to such measures if he felt them necessary, years of anger management classes have taught him to consider himself above such nonsense most of the time, but on that same note, he can also be very petty. He knows he's better than that, he knows that holding grudges doesn't help anything, and that doing so is not the answer. That's just over-compensating and, quite frankly, says more about him than the other person.

Archie likes to tell himself that he does what’s right because it’s right and he doesn't need another reason- but he is not some paragon of morality. He is human, and his allegiances often align with those that provide him the greatest benefit, or is of greater influence than a person of little say. He can be selfish, but he tries to be better even if he isn't always successful.

Innately, Archie is a very angry and lost individual. He cares about what the world wants too much, I mean he's just out here trying to make his own way and survive. To climb and scratch his way to the top. Perhaps that's better achieved if he hadn't had such a penchant for self destruction. He cares only for himself (with few exceptions) and isn't above taking out his anger on those around him. He has a lot of pent up rage and frustration. Of course his relationship for his immediate family is less than ideal, and this has deeply affected him and his ability to trust forgiveness. All he wants is to get out of this hole that he's himself. He wants to come to terms with his loss, and earn back the right calling himself a good man. All of these feelings are deep inside him and hidden from the world, and it is those more bitter emotions that are channeled into this fervent work driven ferocity. But on top of all his buried thoughts and feelings are layers of a persona he has chosen to portray himself as because it is what he thinks he should be. A persona that feels everything that he thinks he is supposed to feel, and this persona runs so deep he has difficulty finding the difference between what he wants, and what he thinks he should want.

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a tall and delicate looking woman, Suspiria has smooth white skin, reminiscent of a calla lily with cool undertones. Her complexion is smooth except for her nostrils and the tips of her ears, which have a rosy tint to them. Contrasting sharply with her fair skin, Suspiria has long, wavy sepia brown hair that cascades down her back. She prefers to keep it pinned up and braided.

Suspiria has light green eyes and a dreamy expression on her face. She has small, thin lips but her expressive eyes are what draws most people's attention at first glance. She has very long, slender legs that seem to make up an unproportional amount of her body. She favors simple, modest clothes, but she does like little frills or decorations on the sleeves when it comes to blouses.

Matching with her slender legs, Suspiria has willowy arms and long, nimble fingers. She wears small, silver bracelets on her arms and an anklet around her right foot. She likes to wear long skirts that are usually a shade darker than her tops and a pair of nice leather sandals. She is usually seen dressed in some bohemian or hipster like fashion, but she doesnt tend to draw much attention to it.

Suspiria had an unstable childhood, to say the least. Her life featured many revolving households as she grew up in the foster care system. Her mother had her in high school and financially and emotionally, couldn't care for her. Originally it was supposed to be a temporary fix until her parents could demonstrate that they could handle rearing a child, but they never contacted the state or Suspiria's current foster parents to get her back. And thus she drifted in the foster care system for years on end, never understanding why her parents gave her up or if she’d ever get to see them again.

It might have been the fear of retaliation from the child she gave away or the idea that she was more comfortable living with another family, that fueled the negligence on her mother’s part. Either way, the shame of giving her away ironically kept her from reclaiming her, instead deciding to ignore the issue altogether and resume her life as though nothing had ever happened.

The lack of a parental figure in her life and a stable family made it difficult for her, emotionally. Being separated at a young age from her parents was the foundation for most of Suspiria’s self-esteem issues. She felt utterly alone during this time. At first, she didn’t understand why she was always being passed along between different families except for, as the small inkling of a thought in the back of her head suggested, the idea that perhaps, she was always doing something wrong so she had to leave. As she grew older, she understood that this wasn’t the case, but the shadow of doubt always lingered and on occasion, this sorrow would engulf her.

She was always rather shy and the lack of consistency in her life caused her to withdraw from social activities. She focused primarily on academics and measured her self worth in grades. She knew with her regular moving that it would be easy to fall behind, so she put in the extra effort not to at the cost of friendships.

However, being in so many different family arrangements, it made her open-minded and tolerant of different people. She became self-reliant and independent because she had to be, but she never wanted to become cold and hardened to the world around her.

Her academic interests were geared towards STEM careers. She excelled in math and algebraic thinking, as well as hard sciences such as chemistry and biology. What she wants her dream job to be changes over time, but currently she wants to be a marine biologist. Not one that works out in the deep oceans, but one that focuses on local organisms, especially mollusks and small crustaceans.

It was during this time when she was a sophomore in high school that she began to explore more of her own identity. Originally she was born male, and her name was Fillan. She always had long hair and used to speak in a quiet, low voice. She never quite felt comfortable with her own body or the very notion of masculinity, and never had many male friends growing up. Due to a lack of knowledge about LGBTQ+ and her nature of passively accepting society's gender norms and standards, she persisted as a male for virtually all of her childhood.

It wasn't until she was in mid-teenage years that she began to seriously consider that she might be transgender. She took cautious steps at first and didn't come out to everyone. Even though she knew in her heart of hearts that she was a woman, she was very confused and unsure of how to go about it. She had to reach out to her closest friends at the time for advice on her dilemma and they helped her with her gradual transition.

She moved out to Araminta to continue her dreams of exploring environmental science and possibly achieve her goal of becoming a marine biologist. Besides that, Araminta was an appealing town to visit because of it's small size and charming sights. She didn't enjoy the deep religiousness of the town at first, but has gotten used to it.

The one event that has shaken her to her very core and even made her question whether or not she should even stay in town was the moths. Swarms of them. While trying to drive down to the library, she was caught in traffic. Terrible, congested traffic. Which is highly unusual for for a town of this size. Wondering what on earth was holding things up, she craned her neck and looked out the window.

At first, she thought it was a cloud. Then she saw the silhouettes of what she could only assume were bodies being lifted into the air. And the deafening beating of what seemed like a billion tiny wings. She couldn't believe her eyes. It was like something out of a nightmare. Not feeling safe to leave her car, she curled up in the backseat until she couldn't hear the swarm anymore. She screwed her eyes up tight and tried to will herself to wake up.

Almost like it began, it all ceased. She didn't know how, but it seemed as though she was spared. It only seemed like a few souls remained in the deserted street. Vehicles were upended and overturned but there was no trace of anyone inside. To this day, she still thinks about this event, but she hasn't heard a word spoken about it by anyone else. And surely she figured that some disaster of biblical proportions would be on the news? But it was not. It must have been a dream after all.

Special Agent Keller is a fit 34 year old Caucasian male, hailing from Green Bay, Wisconsin. Life before the FBP showed Special Agent Keller as a dedicated gym goer, as shown in his excellent physical form. Special Agent Keller stands at roughly 5 foot 9 (1 meter 70 centimeters) and weighs roughly 169lbs (77 kilograms). Scar tissue is present along Special Agent Keller's back, right upper arm as well as his right thigh from his encounter with ████████████████████ in █████████████████, Wisconsin. See document C9-B06 for for information.

Special Agent Keller seems to prefer a smooth shaven face, quoting: "I think it makes me look more approachable." R&D is currently researching whether this statement is true or false, see document QQ-BEA for more information. Special Agent Keller keeps his hair short as per FBP regulations.

Current Araminta assignment sees Special Agent Keller go undercover as an FBI operative. As such, Special Agent Keller has been given standard FBI field agent apparel; navy blue jacket with FBI markings, suit with tie, bullet-proof vest, ID badge and side arm. To help further blend in with the populace, Special Agent Keller has also been given leave to procure and dress like the local populace to help win them over when off duty.

Special Agent Keller was picked up by the FBP on 12th of March, 20██, one day after the event in █████████████████, Wisconsin transpired. Keller had gone out on a camping trip with his co-workers and stumbled upon the territory of an as of yet undocumented ████████████████████. Keller was the sole survivor of the event by the time the Park Rangers picked him up. The FBP was able to quickly cover up the story by claiming it was a bear attack, which would explain the states the remains of his co-workers were found in. See document C9-B06 for for information regarding this incident.

Special Agent ███████ ████████████ was inserted as an undercover psychiatrist to determine the state of Keller's well being and found the man surprisingly resilient despite everything. Shaken, but not broken. Keller proved to be the perfect candidate for the FBP field agent program. Estranged family, few friends and a strong mind. Special Agent ███████ ████████████ approached Keller with an offer to join the FBP, which Keller accepted.

Since then Special Agent Keller has worked for the bureau for █ years now. He passed the field agent course with flying colors and showed strong investigative skills. He was part of Special Agent ███ █████████'s team when they investigated ████, Washington. See document W12-E09 for more information.

With bureau resources stretched thin across the continent, Special Agent Keller has been assigned the Araminta case by himself. While not normal FBP procedure, the bureau believes the town to be only a small threat.

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A very proud and youthful young man just from the look. Just from his demeanor, you can tell he's very carefree and easy going - just from how lax he is about a lot of things. He walks around with confidence and a cocky swagger - mixed with a good old fashioned New Yorker accent. His voice is loud, but not as deep as he was hoping which kind of makes his behavior fall flat a lot of the time. Jaden is African-American at first look, but he's more than willing to tell you that he's mixed. His father is primarily Haitian and some West African countries and his mother is Columbian. His skin is dark with some cuts and bruises, he's got afro-textured hair, and his lips are thick - the usual. You wouldn't notice the hair though because he keeps it cut very short for personal reasons. In terms of build, Jaden is very short - like he stands at the female height. Which sucks because he wishes he was taller, but whenever he does a pull-up things are way easier. Jaden is in pretty good shape from working out - and let's be real; he's definitely not the type to laze around and get fat. He's not super buff, but he's skinny and toned as all hell. He's definitely got legs and chest muscles.

Jaden was born in New York City baby! To a very high ranking member of some technology firm situation in New York. He was no CEO, but he definitely had more than a living wage - all because of good schooling. Jago's mother was a deaf woman who was one of his coworkers that were brought upon to show that his business is diverse. Eventually, the two got romantically involved, and he ended up marrying her - not before putting a baby in her! The first child was Lynette Dominguez, then afterward were the Dominguez twins: Jaden and Aisha Dominguez. The three had everything they ever needed: a nice house, good schooling, and whatever else they wanted came in time. Unlike the eldest Dominguez, who was attracted to learning; Jaden and Aisha had too much energy for that garbage. That energy ended up with them acting out when they got of age; so the two were invested into sports. Aisha into soccer, Jaden into basketball and whatever else he could get his hands on. Jaden was badass when you handed him a basketball and is talented with it to this very day. When he got older he ended up in his school's basketball team, and this ended with Jaden getting lots of social connections and parties and whatever. Where ever Jaden went, people knew him. It was like a dream! However, as popular as he was, he couldn't help but feel like he didn't want this.

Jaden could go pro, but did he want to? Yup, it just didn't feel right with him. Ultimately, Jaden went against his friends best wishes and decided to expand his horizons with other hobbies. After one art class went wrong, he gave Marine JROTC a try and immediately fell in love. It was the higher purpose that Jaden needed and perfect for an athlete like him. Throughout all of his high school years, he spent it doing NROTC classes and drills - he just wished he was allowed to shoot a gun! But, he had all the military discipline and knowledge that he needed to make it big - well, big as a Marine could make it! He still went to parties along with his sister Aisha, while Lynette... did Lynette things. The twins couldn't relate to her. At. All. So they stopped after a certain point.

Things were great... until Daddy Dominguez got a job in Araminta, Pennslyvania. A place that Jaden didn't even hear about! It was such bullshit, but it was his last year of high school anyway. After Aisha and Jaden graduated, the family set off to Araminta. It was weird being in a state different from where he grew up - at most they went on vacation to Florida. He didn't have any of his homies to surround him! However, Jaden slapped himself when he realized he was going to separate from them anyway. There was one problem; his father didn't want him going into the service - not without a degree that is. He wanted his son to have a fallback plan and also to have some rank in the military when he got in.

So Jaden went to Araminta community college and got a degree in cybersecurity - he bet he could find a good job in the Marines for him. All while continuing to do NROTC in college. After he graduated, the first place he went was the recruiter's office and everything was going well. He did the ASVAB (scored a 62) and went on his merry way to MEPS and everything was going well... until he got drug tested. They found traces of marijuana and he was immediately disqualified - fortunately, his NROTC credentials was enough to allow him to retest... in three months. Which meant Jaden had to sit around bored in Araminta.

However, around one month was when all the weird occurrences in Araminta began. First Jaden just shrugged it off as superstition before Jaden came face to face with the masked killer running around. He was out for a morning run to stay in shape when that bastard attacked him and the two got into a fight. Clearly the bastard was stronger and faster than Jaden, but Jaden also had a rock. He managed to get away with a few cuts and bruises, but that wasn't what concerned him.

His twin sister Aisha went missing the previous night, he found out. She was driving with friends when a swarm of moths attacked the vehicle they were in and took her away. Nobody believed her, of course, but Jaden felt that it was true. He set off to figure out what the fuck was going on in his town and find his twin sister.

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