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The Hidden People

I agree! We've got a brilliant blend of diverse critters from all sorts of backgrounds, it's awesome. c:

what has the avatar above you been put in jail for and why?

For being too damn adorable it hurts. That, or they're so adorable they got away with murder or something.

The murder of my heartttttttttt--

The Hidden People

Suzanne Rendell the Grim Baker

Name: Suzanne Rendell - younger kids call her 'Miss Rendell' to make her feel young and the rest call her 'Suze' to also make her feel young.

Age: Undead on Earth for five years at current, but has been in existence for 300 years now.

Gender: Female

Breed/Species/Type/Lineage: Grim reapers; unconventional to the stereotypical lore, they are a society of critters that document mortality patterns, write 'Acknowledgement of Death' certificates and ensure mortal individuals die at their most purposeful or 'correct' time. Sometimes acknowledged as 'Guardian Death Angels', their job is not to send people to their afterlife but rather watch over them on Earth, protect them from threats outside their natural life course, and grant them their certificates on time to enable them to ease into their transition to official spirit/ghost/soul/dead status. Sometimes they act as counsellors to people if they are alone and actively stressed in the moments before their demise.

Physical Description:

Her hair is never styled down, always tied in a firm high ponytail.

Talents:
- Professionally trained baker, practical and dextrous.
- Professionally trained reaper, can go back and forth between Earth and Port Mortem (see history) to file reports and officiate an Acknowledgement of Death.
- Makes a mean pavlova. Six different textures of sugar and cream. Six.

History:
Before thriving amongst mortals she was filing certificates and living beside fellow grim reapers in a dimension unaffiliated with the 'upstairs' or 'downstairs', 'angel' or 'demon' realms. This dimension is known as Port Mortem; although exclusive to her kind, other supernaturals can visit when invited or in the company of a grim reaper. The best way Suze can describe Port Mortem involves 'how you would imagine a giant company's computer database would look crammed into a long and winding highway of a basement, neon lights and reaper spirit fireflies softly glowing along the walls of cabinets, tucked within a deep but welcoming darkness'.

She started off as a grim reaper ‘firefly’, the title given to a reaper spirit that hasn’t embodied any tangible form, fluffing around and serving the community behind the scenes. Populations started exponentially rising over time, however, and Port Mortem needed more reapers to serve atop the mortal realm, creating hundreds of headquarters across the globe to act as ‘servers’ and transfer information on the status of different areas of populous back to Port Mortem. When her soul was first repurposed into a human form in 1980, the reaper was sent to Sydney City in Australia to help manage the rising hubbub of the urbanised area. Thus, she learned how to speak English from its locals, carrying an Aussie twang in her speech to this day.

Tired of keeping life as a reaper to herself, she moved to New Camden upon rumours of fellow supernaturals creating their own diverse community there. She currently owns a diner bakery in New Camden, specialising in beverages, doughs, pastries and cakes, both sweet and savoury. It is named ‘Corvid Cronuts' and located near Allard Park. As Allard Park is a popular picnic spot, Suzanne reckons this is a major reason as to why her place is so popular for take away around lunch time, feeling as though she owes a lot to Violet and thus treats her especially like her own beloved daughter. As the name suggests, its most popular menu item is the best deal on coffee and cronuts the universe(s) has ever seen. Those who crave an indulgent meal eat in, those who'd rather not have a bucketload of sauce or icing sugar dousing their baked goods take away.

Psychological Profile:
A social butterfly and the place you go to for a pep talk, Suzanne smothers people with her care and affection as much as she liberally spreads butter to bread. Incredibly optimistic and is always going out of her way to help others, even if she knows things will not go according to plan. People may not love her habit of constant chit chatting and overbearing expressions of appreciation to every customer, but the lady can't help herself; she needs to make sure that the people in her life are living life as well as they should. As she is more of a nurturer, she gets easily angered by reckless behaviour, generally uncalled for nonsense and fighting. Doesn’t mind giving someone a good hit to the head when the mind palace needs to straighten its shelves. As she has no supernatural powers that can inflict harm, she gets stressed around intimidating displays of sorcery/magic, especially fire.

Possessions:
An Old English sheepdog named 'Moose' serves as a beloved business mascot, mostly seen sleeping around the diner (or beside customers that let him snooze atop their feet). His bark has been reduced to growl and wheeze noises, sounding of an excitable old man that’s been laughing for five minutes straight after reading something mildly amusing in the newspaper. Due to being around the 'aura' of Suzanne since he was a puppy, he gets visibly more energetic and excited amongst the company of supernaturals.

A large study room hosting an extensive library takes up most of the area of her home, which sits in an apartment right atop her business.

Yes, and:
"One thing I've always been jealous of never having the opportunity to go through is motherhood. Y'know, looking after somethin' that's dependent on me, insisting upon them my signature merengue pancakes... Great thing is, sweet peas such as Parry and Violet rock up to the shop sometimes and let me baby them with my cooking! 'Could I style your hair?' I once asked to the beauty of a bloke, 'The blonde would look gorgeous in a French braid.' And guess what? He didn't object, and it did look spiffing! Violet's darling hair in itself is constantly giving me inspiration for my next seasonal drink. Ah, bless her cotton socks. Every time she walks in some lad is trying to buy her a coffee. She lets them know that I always take care of it so there's no need for such nonsense. The least I can do is keep people off of her back in my own shop. I can make the perfect blend that'll zazz you right outta any depressing goth rock tangent you're on!

I'd never want to push Rusty's buttons but I do feel like my whole day is set to a perfect jelly when he lends me his compliments. Same with Schwarzy (dunno if he likes the nickname but I call him that anyway) - sometimes he potters around the diner, doing his looming shadowy thing, but Moose loves the guy so much his dress pants have been a chew-toy target recently. He may scare away the human customers, but who's got the right to judge? Everyone loves a good croissant, I don't care who you are, I don't care if you can't eat - just like me, it's delightful enough just to look at! I just hope he doesn't hate my dog too much, haha.

Moments like these just make my daytime job feel so much more enjoyable than my initial impressions of it being a monotonous lifestyle. I love being your friendly neighbourhood mum, y'know. Tell ya what, I'll give you coffee and cronuts on the house when you bring your date next time. Hell, oftentimes I'll even know who you're dating and give you the deets as to what sort of cake they enjoy! A reaper ne'er forgets. Even if you only came to steal a straw or use the bathroom."

Location of Note: Siren Fountain
Notable Person: Tom Graham, a violinist who regularly busks in front of the grand marble fountain. He's human but could make the darkest of demons tearful with his trills.
A fact everyone knows about this place: You’ll find this public installation sitting next to Corvid Cronuts. It depicts two beautiful mermaid and siren figures sitting atop a riverbed, water cycling and bubbling underneath them. It was built to commemorate a town urban legend: the tale of a human dying in a local river by the hands of a siren, haunting the streets of New Camden to this day. Of course, to fellow supernaturals, the ghost has never been known to truly exist, but mortals entertain the notion and throw coins into its pool for good luck in their health and safety.

The Hidden People

@HeySeuss Cool, cheers.

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Boop! Let me know if anything needs modifying. *puts mum apron on and gives everyone newspaper rolls*

I must say, everyone's characters so far are so darn awesome and I'm so excited to see all those fun interactions in RP!

Suzanne Rendell

Name: Suzanne Rendell - younger kids call her "Miss Rendell" to make her feel young and the rest call her 'Suze' to also make her feel young.

Age: Undead on Earth for five years at current, but has been in existence for 300 years now.

Gender: Female

Breed/Species/Type/Lineage: Grim reapers; unconventional to the stereotypical lore, they are a society of critters that document mortality patterns, write 'Acknowledgement of Death' certificates and ensure mortal individuals die at their most purposeful or 'correct' time. Sometimes acknowledged as 'Guardian Death Angels', their job is not to send people to their afterlife but rather watch over them on Earth, protect them from threats outside their natural life course, and grant them their certificates on time to enable them to ease into their transition to official spirit/ghost/soul/dead status. Sometimes they act as counsellors to people if they are alone and actively stressed in the moments before their demise.

Physical Description:

Her hair is never styled down, always tied in a firm high ponytail.

Talents:
- Professionally trained baker, practical and dextrous.
- Professionally trained reaper, can go back and forth between Earth and Port Mortem (see history) to file reports and officiate an Acknowledgement of Death.
- Makes a mean pavlova. Six different textures of sugar and cream. Six.

History:
Before thriving amongst mortals she was filing certificates and living beside fellow grim reapers in a dimension unaffiliated with the 'upstairs' or 'downstairs', 'angel' or 'demon' realms. This dimension is known as Port Mortem; although exclusive to her kind, other supernaturals can visit when invited or in the company of a grim reaper. The best way Suze can describe Port Mortem involves 'how you would imagine a giant company's computer database would look crammed into a long and winding highway of a basement, neon lights and reaper spirit fireflies softly glowing along the walls of cabinets, tucked within a deep but welcoming darkness'.

She started off as a grim reaper ‘firefly’, the title given to a reaper spirit that hasn’t embodied any tangible form, fluffing around and serving the community behind the scenes. Populations started exponentially rising over time, however, and Port Mortem needed more reapers to serve atop the mortal realm, creating hundreds of headquarters across the globe to act as ‘servers’ and transfer information on the status of different areas of populous back to Port Mortem. When her soul was first repurposed into a human form in 1980, the reaper was sent to Sydney City in Australia to help manage the rising hubbub of the urbanised area. Thus, she learned how to speak English from its locals, carrying an Aussie twang in her speech to this day.

Tired of keeping life as a reaper to herself, she moved to New Camden upon rumours of fellow supernaturals creating their own diverse community there. She currently owns a diner bakery in New Camden, specialising in beverages, doughs, pastries and cakes, both sweet and savoury. It is named ‘Corvid Cronuts' and located near Allard Park. As Allard Park is a popular picnic spot, Suzanne reckons this is a major reason as to why her place is so popular for take away around lunch time, feeling as though she owes a lot to Violet and thus treats her especially like her own beloved daughter. As the name suggests, its most popular menu item is the best deal on coffee and cronuts the universe(s) has ever seen. Those who crave an indulgent meal eat in, those who'd rather not have a bucketload of sauce or icing sugar dousing their baked goods take away.

Psychological Profile:
A social butterfly and the place you go to for a pep talk, Suzanne smothers people with her care and affection as much as she liberally spreads butter to bread. Incredibly optimistic and is always going out of her way to help others, even if she knows things will not go according to plan. People may not love her habit of constant chit chatting and overbearing expressions of appreciation to every customer, but the lady can't help herself; she needs to make sure that the people in her life are living life as well as they should. As she is more of a nurturer, she gets easily angered by reckless behaviour, generally uncalled for nonsense and fighting. Doesn’t mind giving someone a good hit to the head when the mind palace needs to straighten its shelves. As she has no supernatural powers that can inflict harm, she gets stressed around intimidating displays of sorcery/magic, especially fire.

Possessions:
An Old English sheepdog named 'Moose' serves as a beloved business mascot, mostly seen sleeping around the diner (or beside customers that let him snooze atop their feet). His bark has been reduced to growl and wheeze noises, sounding of an excitable old man that’s been laughing for five minutes straight after reading something mildly amusing in the newspaper. Due to being around the 'aura' of Suzanne since he was a puppy, he gets visibly more energetic and excited amongst the company of supernaturals.

A large study room hosting an extensive library takes up most of the area of her home, which sits in an apartment right atop her business.

Yes, and:
"One thing I've always been jealous of never having the opportunity to go through is motherhood. Y'know, looking after somethin' that's dependent on me, insisting upon them my signature merengue pancakes... Great thing is, sweet peas such as Parry and Violet rock up to the shop sometimes and let me baby them with my cooking! 'Could I style your hair?' I once asked to the beauty of a bloke, 'The blonde would look gorgeous in a French braid.' And guess what? He didn't object, and it did look spiffing! Violet's darling hair in itself is constantly giving me inspiration for my next seasonal drink. Ah, bless her cotton socks. Every time she walks in some lad is trying to buy her a coffee. She lets them know that I always take care of it so there's no need for such nonsense. The least I can do is keep people off of her back in my own shop. I can make the perfect blend that'll zazz you right outta any depressing goth rock tangent you're on!

I'd never want to push Rusty's buttons but I do feel like my whole day is set to a perfect jelly when he lends me his compliments. Same with Schwarzy (dunno if he likes the nickname but I call him that anyway) - sometimes he potters around the diner, doing his looming shadowy thing, but Moose loves the guy so much his dress pants have been a chew-toy target recently. He may scare away the human customers, but who's got the right to judge? Everyone loves a good croissant, I don't care who you are, I don't care if you can't eat - just like me, it's delightful enough just to look at! I just hope he doesn't hate my dog too much, haha.

Moments like these just make my daytime job feel so much more enjoyable than my initial impressions of it being a monotonous lifestyle. I love being your friendly neighbourhood mum, y'know. Tell ya what, I'll give you coffee and cronuts on the house when you bring your date next time. Hell, oftentimes I'll even know who you're dating and give you the deets as to what sort of cake they enjoy! A reaper ne'er forgets. Even if you only came to steal a straw or use the bathroom."

Location of Note: Siren Fountain
Notable Person: Tom Graham, a violinist who regularly busks in front of the grand marble fountain. He's human but could make the darkest of demons tearful with his trills.
A fact everyone knows about this place: You’ll find this public installation sitting next to Corvid Cronuts. It depicts two beautiful mermaid and siren figures sitting atop a riverbed, water cycling and bubbling underneath them. It was built to commemorate a town urban legend: the tale of a human dying in a local river by the hands of a siren, haunting the streets of New Camden to this day. Of course, to fellow supernaturals, the ghost has never been known to truly exist, but mortals entertain the notion and throw coins into its pool for good luck in their health and safety.

Safe and Unsounded

@AkaiJose Nope they haven't! Either works for me; Ruth doesn't necessarily need a mother if an authoritative aunt's hanging about. Thanks for taking interest here! c:

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Everything sounds snazzy to me. ^^

You rent a shared apartment, and when you go in for the first time, the profile pic above is your new roomate

This guy looks like he wants to kill me, he's going to kill me, or he has killed me and I've become a ghost in this expensive ass apartment. He probs has one of three occupations: criminal, gang leader or shady businessman. I better make sure I never add salt to his cereal or undercook his eggs.

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Ah sweet! I'll just plop my idea again here to further character discussion with all who are interested:

A character I've got in mind is along the lines of a grim reaper that runs a beloved bakery of New Camden. Perhaps Nemsemet's revival would be a cause of stress and inefficiency to her job, the natural order of mortality and in turn the bakery as she secretly utilises its popularity to keep tabs on the health and state of mortals within the area. The sort of citizen who's all "I don't have time for baloney politics, as long as they let me do my own thing and don't stick their beaks into my bread."

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I really like this concept! It has got lots of room for great potential; I'd love to join.

A character I've got in mind at current is along the lines of a grim reaper that runs a beloved bakery of New Camden? Perhaps Nemsemet's revival would be a cause of stress and inefficiency to her job, the natural order of mortality and in turn the bakery as she secretly utilises its popularity to keep tabs on the health and state of mortals within the area.

I'm happy to roll with a different perspective if it doesn't suit you, however. c:
Edit: my mistake, didn't realise this was labeled 1x1. Sorry about that ahah