mickilennial
Master Bruce
Supermaxx
AndyC
Lord Wraith
Festive
Simple Unicycle
Half Pint
Izurich
RocketteSince Andy's doing a better Wonder Woman than I could do and Byrd's Flash will be much more interesting than mine would be, that leaves me with one option:
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T P R O P O S A L
Z A T A N N A
Z A T A N N A Z A T A R A ♦ S T U D E N T ♦ N E W Y O R K C I T Y / M I S C E L L A N E O U S ♦ U N A F F I L I A T E D
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:
"Hey, pay attention to me! I'm fascinating."
Born with incredible, innate magical power, Zatanna was taught from an early age how to control her abilities for her own safety as well as those around her. Her father, Giovanni Zatara, a renowned demonologist and highly skilled magician. decided to retire from the occult and raise his daughter as normally as possible. Although she understood the existence of magic was real, as evident by her own abilities, Zatara never once shared any details of the larger mystical world with her. Although, Zatanna tried more than once to access his private study as a young girl in the hopes of learning about witches and dragons and fairies.
She said goodbye to her father after graduating high school, moving to New York City to continue her education there. Although they did not see each other often anymore, Giovanni would always make sure to call his daughter and spend time with her through video chats every week. They kept up this routine for several years until last week when, at the scheduled time, Giovanni didn't call. Zatanna tried not to think much of it at first, knowing her father had been traveling recently. But later that night she dreamed of her father being dragged into the abyss by inky black tendrils of shadow. When she awoke, screaming in fright, she felt within her chest a dully warm pulsing sensation that faded within moments.
Confused and scared, Zatanna spent hours trying to reach her father to no avail. Eventually, she booked a flight back to her hometown later that day. When she arrived at her childhood home, she found it largely empty. In fact, aside from minor housekeeping, the place barely looked lived in. Deciding she desperately needed answers, Zatanna used her abilities to break into her father's study, accessing the room for the very first time. Inside, she found copious notes and photographs strung up on the wall. Pages of printed off documents and thick books on occult topics littered his desk. Among them was a handwritten letter by her father and addressed to her.
It explained that, after Zatanna had left for university, Giovanni had resumed his previous life's work. For three years now he had been traveling the world to investigate various reports of demon sightings, cults abusing the black magics, and using his considerable knowledge and skill to put a stop to any supernatural threats he came across. His role, he told her in the letter, was as a defender of the common people who had no knowledge of the greater dangers lurking behind every shadow. For decades he had been working to maintain the careful balance between the natural and supernatural worlds, only stopping when it came time to raise her.
Recently, he had received warning of a dangerous group of individuals, the Circle of the Cold Flame, who intended to call upon an ancient evil and bring rise to it here on the mortal plane. Fearing that things could go wrongly, but knowing he had no choice but to act, Giovanni had decided to leave behind several precautionary measures. Including bestowing upon his daughter the source of his power: The Books of Magick.
Now, Zatanna, having been kept away from the occult her entire life, must dive deep into a world she knows little of in order to find and save her father.
She said goodbye to her father after graduating high school, moving to New York City to continue her education there. Although they did not see each other often anymore, Giovanni would always make sure to call his daughter and spend time with her through video chats every week. They kept up this routine for several years until last week when, at the scheduled time, Giovanni didn't call. Zatanna tried not to think much of it at first, knowing her father had been traveling recently. But later that night she dreamed of her father being dragged into the abyss by inky black tendrils of shadow. When she awoke, screaming in fright, she felt within her chest a dully warm pulsing sensation that faded within moments.
Confused and scared, Zatanna spent hours trying to reach her father to no avail. Eventually, she booked a flight back to her hometown later that day. When she arrived at her childhood home, she found it largely empty. In fact, aside from minor housekeeping, the place barely looked lived in. Deciding she desperately needed answers, Zatanna used her abilities to break into her father's study, accessing the room for the very first time. Inside, she found copious notes and photographs strung up on the wall. Pages of printed off documents and thick books on occult topics littered his desk. Among them was a handwritten letter by her father and addressed to her.
It explained that, after Zatanna had left for university, Giovanni had resumed his previous life's work. For three years now he had been traveling the world to investigate various reports of demon sightings, cults abusing the black magics, and using his considerable knowledge and skill to put a stop to any supernatural threats he came across. His role, he told her in the letter, was as a defender of the common people who had no knowledge of the greater dangers lurking behind every shadow. For decades he had been working to maintain the careful balance between the natural and supernatural worlds, only stopping when it came time to raise her.
Recently, he had received warning of a dangerous group of individuals, the Circle of the Cold Flame, who intended to call upon an ancient evil and bring rise to it here on the mortal plane. Fearing that things could go wrongly, but knowing he had no choice but to act, Giovanni had decided to leave behind several precautionary measures. Including bestowing upon his daughter the source of his power: The Books of Magick.
Now, Zatanna, having been kept away from the occult her entire life, must dive deep into a world she knows little of in order to find and save her father.
C H A R A C T E R M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:
I'll do some magic shit. Probably some non-magic shit.
And I gave her pants.
And I gave her pants.
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:
To be updated as the IC progresses.
Originally owned by Leonardo da Vinci, the Books of Magick, despite its name, is a singular tome filled with incantations, mystic rituals, occult knowledge, and dark secrets. Each generation, the tome is handed down to a new mage who continues to add more knowledge and spells to the seemingly infinite pages within. Giovanni Zatara possessed no innate magical abilities and used the tome's secrets to become a powerful mage in his own right, specializing in Logomancy. Before his disappearance he soul bound the Books of Magick to his daughter, effectively passing it onto her.
Occultist and magician, former owner of the Books of Magic. Spent seventeen years prior to his daughter's birth traveling the globe to investigate supernatural events and hunt down dark creatures/entities. Currently missing.
A Los Angeles based mage mentioned in Giovanni's notes as a possible lead into the Circle of the Cold Flame. Currently Zatanna's only clue as to where she might find information regarding her father.
Zatanna has little information regarding this apparently cult other than her father's explanation that they are attempting to bring an ancient evil back to the mortal plane.
S A M P L E P O S T:
... I never wanted this life for you and I hope you can find it within yourself to forgive me for what I have done. Although my actions cannot be excused, I felt that the Books were no longer safe in my possession and knew of only one who I trusted with all of my soul that I could pass them down to. Please know that everything I have done since the day you were born was with you in mind.
I can no longer shield you from the threats that have been lurking in the shadows. They will come for you now and you must be prepared. Read the tome and educate yourself. Knowledge will be your greatest defense now.
And, above all else, do not come looking for me. You take after your mother so I know your first instinct will be to charge forward, to take action, but I implore you to fight against your nature. If you are reading this then my plans have failed and it is already too late for me. Following in my footsteps will only put you in further danger.
I love you, Zatanna.
Forgive me.
P O S T C A T A L O G:
WIP
