[OOC] Paranormal: The Awakening

[ChronicleMan]

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

Monsters and stuff

Vampires.

Werewolves.

Every type of Ghosts/Spirits

Gouls

important characters

Sam Thompson

Name: Officer Samuel "Sam" Thompson
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: March 15, 1921
Job: Rookie Police Officer

appearance

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.

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.

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.

Frank Sullivan

Name: Frank Sullivan
Age: 57
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: March 15, 1888
Job: New York City Police Commissioner
Appearance: 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."

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Name: Titus Tafani
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: 29 February 1916
Job: Soldier of the Bonnano crime family

Appearance:



Titus is on the short and slight side; his hair and eyes are both dark, and his high cheekbones give him a gaunt, hungry look. Despite his less than impressive stature, he usually carries himself with a confident swagger. His typical outfit is a cheaply made but well-tailed brown plaid suit, which hides his Colt Cobra .38 and a large knife.

Personality:

Outwardly, Titus is an extremely outgoing type, glad-handing everyone he meets. He's often found in the middle of a crowd of people, spreading gossip and asking questions and exchanging favors, always with an eye towards opportunity. Despite often making out like a bandit, he has a reputation for generosity.

Inwardly, Titus is a fairly lonely soul. He has no living family, and though he knows many people by name, he lives alone and rarely drinks with the same person two nights in a row. He sees other people mostly as tools for his own advantage, while at the same time constantly seeking out their company.

Strengths:

- Well-connected in NYC; is a made man of one of the Five Families and has many contacts throughout the city
- Fast talker; good at selling people a bad deal
- Experienced pickpocket/minor thief

Abilities:

- Surprisingly good in a knife fight
- Fast and spry

Backstory:

Titus was born in the Bronx, in 1916; his parents had immigrated only a year before from Sicily, fleeing the oncoming war. His father was a dock worker; his mother took care of him, while also doing other small jobs for their neighbors in order to help put food on the table. As young as five, Titus was enlisted to help, and began working a series of odd jobs--newspaper boy, messenger, waiter, and so on. He learned early on that he had a knack for people, and inevitably started putting that to use fleecing them for their money.

At the age of 14, he had his first encounter with what was still known then as the Marazano crime family when he tried to take the wallet of one of their soldiers. Luckily for him, the man was more impressed than angry, and promised to forgive Titus if he did some work for him. Titus took to being a mob runner like a duck to water, but his parents didn't approve.

Forced to choose between the approval of his parents and his newfound line of work, Titus left home and took up residence in a boarding house.

He spent the next fifteen years working his way up the ranks--selling numbers, convincing local shopkeepers to pay protection fees, running shakedowns, and so on. At some point he became a made man of what had since become to Bonnano family, and has spent his time since thriving in the cracks of New York City.