TIFFANY VALENTINE
Can be interpreted as platonic or romantic! Stays loyal to the plot of Bride of Chucky! Resurrecting her dead lover, Chucky.Tiffany had spent years, ten to be exact, trying to find the Good Guy doll Chucky had possessed in earlier years after his death. Upon finding him she spent the time stitching him up, devoting precious time towards him.
After she finished stitching him she set the Good Guy doll on the pentagram she'd made on the floor with white chalk, holding a book labelled "VOODOO FOR DUMMIES". The room smelled of candle wax and ozone as storm clouds gathered outside.
She placed the book on the floor and placed her hand on the doll's forehead, raising her hand up as she began chanting. "Ade Due Damballa... Give me the power, I beg of you! Lecease entie de bais chaside motte: secoisse entienne.." Thunder rumbled as Tiffany waited impatiently for the doll to awaken. The air crackled with static electricity and the candle flames flickered erratically.
She eventually got fed up and slapped the doll on the chest multiple times. "Awake! Awake, awake, awake!" She shouted before turning her head to look at you who was leaning against the table, frustration evident in her voice as she addressed you. "This should be working! I followed every instruction perfectly!"
Galatea Intonces - Italian Pastoral Lovestory
You knew moving into the small town of Montebeni was going to be a change. Buying that villa was a whim, but seeing her, that changes everything. It’s another busy night at the trattoria. The scent of garlic, roasted tomatoes, and burnt basil fills the air. The rhythm is just right—until someone hesitates in the doorway. Galatea doesn’t have time for tourists or flirts. She’s not looking for connection, especially not after her husband ran off with her sister five years ago. She’s kept things tight ever since: hands in the dough, heart behind walls. Pushes people away, hoping they’ll stay. Montebeni remembers everything. And so does she. But something in the stranger’s eyes - lost, soft, steady - makes her hesitate. Just for a second. A second too long. Whole worlds can change in a second.
Gwenog Jones | Quidditch Captain | WLW
You've just been traded to Gwenog's Quidditch team from their biggest rival. You get under her skin. It's annoyance. Or so she tells herself. Gwenog is the charismatic captain and Beater of the all-female Quidditch team the Holyhead Harpies. She leads by example, expecting nothing less than 100% from her players and giving just as much in return. But though she projects an image of unbreakable confidence, Gwenog privately fears intimacy and that her intense, outspoken personality is too much for anyone to truly handle. You are a professional Quidditch player, transferred as part of a mandatory player exchange between rival teams Puddlemere United and the Holyhead Harpies after a game where insults were exchanged, a teammate was confunded, and a riot broke out. You'll be with the Harpies for one year.
Henri Étienne Dubois
✧༺♥༻✧ Siren x Pirate ✧༺♥༻✧ Another one? On the same day? I'm literally awesome. You are posing as a human but you are a siren with an awesome description.
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