[img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/902f57c3-2cc8-4852-87f0-acf33bc6e377.jpg[/img] On a particularly fog-laden autumn night in 1945, a thick, supernatural mist envelops the city, cloaking familiar streets in an eerie silence. Beneath the ghostly shroud, something ancient stirs—a long-dormant presence awakens, revealing terrifying truths hidden in the fabric of the city. As the fog rolls in, a series of bizarre events begins to unfold: flickering streetlamps cast unsettling shadows; whispers echo through alleyways; and phantoms of the past emerge from the haze, reenacting tragedies from the city’s history. The dense fog seeps into homes, blending everyday life with unearthly phenomena, as residents start to experience vivid nightmares and unsettling visions of long-forgotten conflicts. As the supernatural occurrences escalate, the fog reveals monstrous entities that have lingered in the backdrop of urban life for generations. These creatures, born from collective fears and old-world nightmares, emerge from the depths of the city’s history—ancient demons that fed on suffering, grotesque shapes that haunt the war-torn memories of veterans, and the restless spirits of those who lost their lives in the pursuit of the American dream [hider=Monsters and stuff] Vampires. Werewolves. Every type of Ghosts/Spirits Gouls [/hider] [hider= important characters] [hider=Sam Thompson] Name: Officer Samuel "Sam" Thompson Age: 24 Gender: Male Date of Birth: March 15, 1921 Job: Rookie Police Officer [hider= appearance] [img] https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/5bd75b20-8011-40c3-bbb1-8d30176ee469.png[/img] Officer Samuel Thompson stands at an average height of 5'10" with a lean but athletic build, a product of his youthful vigor and basic training. His hair is a dark chestnut brown, slicked back neatly under his police cap, with a few rebellious strands occasionally falling into his forehead. His eyes are hazel often reflecting a mixture of determination and naivety. Sam's nose is straight and well-proportioned, and he has a thin line of lips that often curl into a tentative smile, though they can grow serious when the situation demands. His uniform is a crisp, dark navy blue, complete with a badge that glimmers under the streetlights, and he wears polished black shoes that click against the pavement as he walks. There’s a slight crease on his cheek from an old childhood accident, a reminder of his past that gives him a rugged charm. [/hider] Abilities: Sam possesses a keen observational skill, often noticing details that others overlook, which aids him in investigations. He has basic combat training and is proficient with a revolver, though he prefers to resolve conflicts through dialogue rather than violence. His empathetic nature allows him to connect with victims and witnesses, gaining their trust and eliciting crucial information. Furthermore, his physical fitness gives him an edge during pursuits, allowing him to chase down suspects when necessary. [hider= backstory] Growing up in a small town, Sam had always dreamed of serving his country, and after the war, he felt compelled to continue serving his community as a police officer. He joined the force in 1945, motivated by a desire to restore order in a world that had recently witnessed the horrors of war. However, the realities of post-war life are grimmer than he anticipated. As he begins his career, he encounters the underbelly of society, including corruption, crime, and the psychological scars left on veterans and civilians alike. The city’s dark secrets begin to unfold before him, and he finds himself entangled in a web of horror that challenges his beliefs and forces him to confront his own fears. [/hider] [/hider] [hider= Frank Sullivan] Name: Frank Sullivan Age: 57 Gender: Male Date of Birth: November 23rd, 1888 Job: New York City Police Commissioner Appearance:[img] https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/f54fa85c-ba86-483c-8b4d-cd0a93e92cfd.png[/img] Tall, burly man standing 6'2" with broad shoulders and imposing presence. Grey-white hair neatly combed back, deep-set steel blue eyes under bushy eyebrows, and a prominent square jaw with a well-maintained grey mustache. Has notable worry lines on his forehead and crow's feet around his eyes. Usually wears a dark brown three-piece suit with a pocket watch, polished black oxford shoes, and a beige trench coat. Has a slight limp from an old injury and carries a wooden cane with a silver handle. Personality: Stern, methodical, and world-weary. Known for his no-nonsense approach and unwavering dedication to justice. Despite his gruff exterior, he harbors deep concern for his officers and the city he serves. Backstory: Born to Irish immigrants in Brooklyn, Frank worked his way up from beat cop to commissioner through sheer determination and integrity. Lost his wife to tuberculosis in 1935, which left him raising their only daughter alone. His reputation for cleaning up corrupt precincts earned him both powerful allies and dangerous enemies. Now faces the challenging task of maintaining order in post-war New York while dealing with supernatural occurrences he can't explain. Sayings: "In my thirty years on the force, I've never seen anything like this." "The city's changing, and not for the better." "You can't solve everything with a badge and gun, but it's a damn good start." [/hider] [/hider] [hider=CS]Name: Age: Gender: Male Date of Birth: Job: Appearance: personality: Strengths: Abilities: Backstory: Sayings: [/hider]