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Hello, welcome to my profile/bio thingy.

I'm Morgannis, 30-something year old weirdo who lives on the internet. I enjoy writing, reading, and playing video games. I also have a dog that rules my life, and we're currently on a weight loss journey for her (she's a lil'bit of a sausage oops).

I love zombies and horror, so if you're interested in doing any sort of rp in that realm, you might see me pop up around it!

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Ohh okay, so they have like in house counselors almost? Monster therapists sound fun
I am interested! Do monsters have to be real, or can we kinda make our own?

Also, you said there were some amenities, but like, if someone were to play a vampire or werewolf, I imagine they have to handle themselves when it comes to feeding and the full moon? Or are you thinking their rooms would be equipped to deal with those sorts of things?

Location: Bailey Residence; Master Bedroom
Timeframe Early Morning

Interaction(s): None
Previously: N/A

There was no light streaming in through the open window when Patrick woke up.

He hadn’t felt his wife leave the bed, hadn’t smelt the fresh morning coffee that she had started, his exhaustion filling every bone in his body. Taking stock of what all they had had kept him up into the early hours of the morning, and even with the pure exhaustion he felt, his body wasn’t letting him rest. It was telling him to keep going, and as his mind turned, that was the only thing that he could think. Keep going.

Sitting up, his tired eyes trailed to his wife, standing motionless by the bedside window. She clutched a cup of coffee so hard her knuckles were white, and she was nearly shaking as her vacant eyes stared at one solitary place, unmoving. ”Margaret…” Patrick nearly whispered, hoping to not scare the woman. His wife remained deathly still.

Creeping out of bed, he first touched her side as he drew near, tentatively, as if touching her would have her burst into ash. When she remained as still as ever, he slowly wrapped his arms around her with his chest touching her back, enveloping her in a tight hug that he hoped would bring her out of her trance and into safety.

“It’s okay, Mar. It’s okay. We’re going to be okay,” Patrick spoke into her shoulder, his words muffled by her clothes. This wasn’t the first time he had had to comfort her like this, and it sure wouldn’t be the last. A sob ripped through her then, her coffee mug spilling from her hands as she turned into her husband. Comfort was the only thing that he could give her now, and he prayed that his words weren’t a lie.






Location: Bailey Residence; Kitchen
Timeframe Early Morning

Interaction(s): None
Previously: N/A

The sound of banging echoed around the kitchen. A bat sat on the kitchen table, the wood cracked in a few places, with nails sticking out from the barrel. Another bat sat in a young man’s lap, teeth gritting as he pounded another nail into it. Weapons were Tommy’s first priority. Whatever these things were, they had to be killable.

A wild explanative shot through the kitchen as when the hammer fell, it hit against thumb instead of nail. “God dammit!” His hand flailed around as the pain throbbed through it, subsiding slowly. He couldn’t hold a nail now, though, another string of curses slipping from his lips.

“You’re being annoying,” his eyes narrowed as he shot a glare towards his younger sister, Emily rolling her eyes as she moved towards the cabinets, beginning to search for her breakfast.

“At least I’m doing something to keep us safe. What are you doing?” Tommy fired back, putting his latest project onto the table. She mimicked his words, mocking him, but said nothing back to defend herself. “Yeah, that’s what I thought,” he stood up, picking up the bat he had finished, and made to leave the room when another figure stepped in his way. The Bailey Matriarch, his “step-grandmother”, gave him a long, hard look.

“Thomas-”

“It’s Tommy.”

A sigh left her lips as she shook her head. “You and I need to go into town.”

“What?” Tommy was beginning to shake his head, his mouth opening in protest, when a wrinkled hand lifted to silence him. His mouth set into a hard line, her eyes telling him that he wouldn’t really have a choice in the matter.

“The diner still has some food stock, we need to get to it,” she moved around Tommy, making her way to a cabinet, and began to pull out reusable tote bags. The young man just watched her, his grip tightening on the bat in his hands. His gaze drifted to his younger sister, Emily having stopped her scrounging now, their eyes locking. Her eyes said what her mouth wouldn’t; “be careful.”

There were no more words exchanged between the family - they all knew that this had to be done. Whatever food they could get, they needed to get, at whatever cost they had. Cynthia led Tommy through the living room and out the front door, into the world that had changed completely from what they once knew.
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Well, you were accepted, duh.

If you have any questions, though, I'll be off and on today due to work. I get out earlier than typically today so if I don't get to it expect s reply then.


Haha, thank you for answering all of my questions! I don't think I have anymore. I went ahead and updated my characters to have ages present, and I might go through and spruce up bits about them more, if I have time later.

I'm hoping to get my reply in sometime today, but I work in a few hours so if not today, than tomorrow for sure.

That being said, if anyone wants to set up relations of some sort with my characters, I'm totally down! They're still pretty new to town, but Cynthia for sure would have friends (although she seems to be one of the oldest people in the rp right now), but Patrick can also have some friends from when he lived there growing up.
B A I L E Y
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"We may not be perfect, but we work through our faults and accept one another."

[ ❇ ] B R I E F F A M I L Y H I S T O R Y
The Bailey family has been a long time staple for the town of Huddeen. Opening the Happy Days Diner in the 1960’s, Cynthia helped her mother and grandmother tend the small restaurant as the town that they loved grew. They would often host celebrations there for the community, as well as hold food drives, and other things that would help to benefit their community. They would even donate meals if a particularly bad storm came through the town, giving at least a little bit of reprieve for any affected by it.

When her mother grew old, the Happy Days Diner was passed to Cynthia, who in turn passed it to her youngest son, Patrick. It has only been a few months since Patrick has returned to Huddeen with his wife and children. While Patrick himself had been a fervent part of the community in his youth, this is the first time Margaret has been out of the big city, and her apprehension is clear. Will she be able to live up to the Bailey name, and keep the family in the good graces of the community?
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"Nothing is more important than family."
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Age: 44 || Occupation: Happy Days Owner / Overall Tech Guy

Patrick was always the quiet one out of all of his brother’s. Even at a young age he loved technology, and was often the one that his mother would call when she needed any kind of help with the computer, phone, or television. It wasn’t a surprise, then, when he told her that he wanted to leave Huddeen and go to school to become an IT professional.

It was there in the city, working on his bachelor’s, that he met Margaret. They worked for the same company at the time, and her beauty captivated him, forcing him to come out of his shell and take a chance before someone swooped in and took it for him. Asking Margaret out was the best decision he ever made, and he couldn’t be happier. Now he has a family he would do anything in his power to protect.









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"Take every day one step at a time."
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Age: 39 || Occupation: Executive Assistant to Beth Greene, owner of Coral Fashion

Having a family was always difficult for Margaret. Being raised by a single mother, she never wanted what she had as a child, watching her mom struggle to keep them afloat. Yet when she herself turned into a single mother, she refused to take the same course. Instead, Margaret flung herself into work, starting out as a simple receptionist for a large fashion company, and working her way up to executive assistant of Beth Greene, owner and operator of Coral Fashion. It was there that she met Patrick.

Margaret could never fathom why Patrick loved her. To her, she was boring, dry, and distant. She would yell over the kids to try to quiet them when they were being rowdy, her first born Tommy getting the brunt of her anger. She was distant, and while she floundered at parenting, Patrick seemed to excel. He completed her, grounded her, and helped her finally start to open up to her surroundings. Even after 14 years of marriage, she’s still learning and becoming a new person day by day.





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"I'm getting out of this family, one way or another."
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Age: 22 || Occupation: Begrudgingly works at Happy Days Diner

To say Tommy was a problem child would be an understatement. Ten years old when his mother married Patrick, he hated the man with every inch of his being. He wanted to be with his father - his real father - the man often letting him do everything and anything that he wanted to. The marriage between Margaret and Jude was toxic, but Tommy didn’t see that. How could he, when his true father was obviously playing favorites.

The anger stuck with Tommy, festering in him. He often got into fights, took to fighting and smoking at a young age, and was overall just a horrible person to be around. Fighting with his mother was constant, but even through it all, Patrick never raised his voice to the young man. In fact, Patrick never treated him with anything but kindness; it only made Tommy angrier, however.

Leaving the apartment they shared in the city, Tommy tried his hand at college. It ended poorly, though, with a fight breaking out between himself and other young men. Being kicked out of the university, and with nowhere else to go, Tommy found himself in Huddeen with his family. His mother hoped for a fresh start, but all he wanted was to run and never look back.

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"Never let anyone try to change you. Show your weirdness, and scream it out to the world!"
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B A I L E Y, E M I L Y || O L D E S T D A U G H T E R
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Age: 15 || Occupation: Sophomore in High School

Spunky, weird and unrestrained, no one is sure where Emily’s personality came from. She is nothing like either of her parents, often being the life of the party, and the wildest one in the household. She speaks her mind, will defend her friends with her life if necessary, and loves to make new ones to add to that roster.

Once they moved, Emily tried to not let it get her down. They weren’t that far from the city, after all, and once she was able to drive in a year she would go and visit her best friends as much as she could. She was able to make some new friends in Huddeen as well, showing them the city ways, as well as learning as much as she could about her new home.















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"I prefer silence and the company of books, over being around other people. It's just how I am.."
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Age: 12 || Occupation: Middle School Student

Luca is just like his father when he was younger. Quiet, shy, and knowledgeable, he tends to keep to himself, now more than ever. Being pulled away from any friends he had made in the city hasn’t helped, and the poor boy is often going from school straight to his room, where he connects with his old pals online.

Shyness has kept him from making any new friends, and when his own aren’t around online, he tends to wander the wilderness around their house.









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Age: 63 || Occupation: Owner of Happy Days Diner

Being a resident of Huddeen since she was born, Cynthia always did whatever she could to help the community. She pushed her four sons to be the best people they could be, and grew her household name to be a prominent part of their society. With her husband Matthias, they enjoyed a life of happiness, living in God’s Grace.

Even with all of her stubbornness, though, she couldn’t save her husband. The old man died 5 months before the world began to end, heart failure catching up with him, no matter how many times Cynthia tried to get him to see a doctor. The weight of already losing a son to an accident, mixed with losing her partner of forty-three years, began to bog her down. Calling up her youngest son, Patrick, it was quickly decided that the family would move back to Huddeen in support of her.







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Oh awesome, thank you so much! Also, did you want us to post our characters in the character tab?
Do you guys have a code for the ic posts? They look really nice!
I tried to do my best with the formatting, but gosh that's hard when the pictures are all wonky sizes. Please let me know what you'd like me to change, if anything.

I am almost (!) done with my family, but I had another question (Imsosorry).

What do you mean by relevance in the character tab? Relevance to the story? If they're like, more of a side/main character?
That's definitely going to be all of my questions! I should hopefully have my CS finished by late tomorrow if all goes well.
I had a few more questions. I was thinking about playing a family who owns a diner in Huddeen, if that would be alright? Also, how far away are the actual cities from Mulberry street? Like, would someone easily be able to commute back and forth if they worked in the city, or would you say that they're too far for that?
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