seeing everyone else joyous at such a celebration, finn felt like he should be as well. but he couldn’t. he was not long ago, when the resistance finally saw VICTORY, but it seemed that would be short-lived. perhaps he was foolish to think it would take time for palpatine, supporters, or even someone or something new to make such an impact. but whatever brought him here, it felt d a r k . even at the sight of a younger someone who represented light, HOPE ; for it couldn’t be her. “general organa ??” the name slipped his tongue regardless, dark gaze immensely confused. @impcrishable / leia organa.
{ scott eastwood, cis man, he/him } i’m sure you’ve seen ( ethan jackson ) around ivywood. he is ( thirty-four ) years old and is a ( hiking guide ). i’ve heard a rumor that he is a huge fan of ( nature documentaries, comedies, & 80s films ) and have a tendency to be ( compassionate & observant ) and ( apprehensive & malleable )
name: ethan jackson nicknames: tba age: 34 astrological sign: i’m still debating on which one he is but i’ll add that here when i do bless hometown: london, england height: 5′ 11″ occupation: hiking guide gender / pronouns: cis man / he/him orientation: bisexual
{ tw: abandonment, suicide, trauma, general family issues }
ethan, the fifth out of ten, literally && metaphorically knew what it was like to be in the middle, to be quite average. growing up he tended to just get by. he was one to do what he was told && wouldn’t make too much of a fuss ; anytime a group of children are around it’s always a bit loud, even when there were just five of them, let alone ten. ethan wanted to bring even the smallest bit of peace that he could. ethan was always more of one to speak up when asked, though whenever outside or when watching a comedy or movie with animals in it oddly enough one couldn’t ever get him to shut up.
as expected when surrounded by music he grew up loving it, a fan of 70s && 80s rock. ethan also had a soft spot for the piano. when taking one-on-one lessons he was fine, but at his first piano recital he got up on stage && froze, massive stage fright. ethan ran off without playing a single note. despite how long ago it was he still holds shame for it ( a disappointment, not knowing what he was good at, if anything ) && truthfully it made him thankful to be in the shadows, only made him thrive in it a bit more. even now despite how close the siblings are he hardly ever plays && if so it’s only when a few are around.
while perhaps not fully unexpected it still hurt when their mother left. ethan tried to remain rather stoic about it, though there was always a part of him that held onto a bit of hope that things would work out in the end. he preferred to see the good in people, even when it may be difficult to find. on the bad nights he’d pitch up a tent && hope for comfort. after that though he tried to cut off his thoughts, his feelings from it all ; didn’t want to overthink it. he behaved similarly after their father committed suicide. but this time even the thin fabric felt suffocating. thankfully counting stars was easier than counting sheep, made it feel like the world was bigger than all their issues — or so he told himself. as usual, after the funeral he tried to not think about it for very long at any given time.
the family moved to the states to focus on their american label. it was then that he found his love for thru-hiking. when his legs ached after a 24 mile or more day it was near impossible to ponder over much else. after graduating high school he skipped college && focused on the long list of trails he wished to see. in between long hikes he worked random jobs, mostly construction. while the jackson’s were well off he felt guilty using their parents’ money, whether that’s simply because he’s stubborn or angry he’d rather not delve into figuring out.
ethan managed to see a lot of the world on his feet, though no matter what his family always brought him back home from one couch to another. april was coming up, && despite how much easier it’d be to stay out on the trails he decided to come back home to be with the family, especially during a difficult anniversary. thus he decided to take a bit of a break && give himself more roots in ivywood, settling into a quaint townhouse of his own near his siblings. though, more often than not you’ll find him somewhere in nature.
edgcofgreat / ben hanscom * !!
Ben couldn’t help the blush that crept onto his cheeks. Jesus, he was a grown man, why was he acting like this? Because it’s Bev, that’s why. “ If it makes you feel any better, I’m sure you’re a more tolerable drunk than I am. ” He got giggly when he drank, and even though he knew that Bev had seen him like that before, something about her seeing him like that still made him nervous. “ Well, something tells me that this isn’t exactly the occasion to order a beer. ” He chuckled softly, looking toward the bar and shaking his head. He'd been in enough formal occasions to know that. “ Which is exactly why I’ve learned to appreciate a good whiskey. ”
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"oh, i don’t know about that ben hanscom ; i can’t see you ever being even remotely intolerable.” how bev behaved while intoxicated depended much on the drink of choice && what happened that night, ranging from the silent overly-emotional type to the happy, affectionate type. ever unpredictable as always. the thought came to her without many other clues, but it felt right. she’d get a clue as to why later that evening. “— you could probably be drunk && still design the prettiest of buildings. architect, right ??” bev mused, only to soon chuckle along with him. “damn, just what i was about to order.” she jested, ordering her usual vodka && mixer — this time cranberry juice. “well, cheers. to you being fancy && us being tolerable drunks.”
I enjoyed the meetings, too. It was like having f r i e n d s.
What a shame, we all became…
Such fragile, broken things…
while never having a top score on any game, beverly liked to think she was rather decent at a few arcade games. or well, at least she once was. she tended to stick to the classics, like pac-man or frogger. having just turned some cash into game tokens, bev had yet to notice the party until she got a bit closer. at the other’s words beverly chuckled lightly as she turned from the group to ginny. she quite liked, though was always a bit weary of the idea of ever having her own. she wouldn’t want to fuck them up. “i can see that. but no. just came here in attempts to get a TOP SCORE. though, maybe i should wait. with them around they’re bound to kick my ass && that’d then just be embarrassing,” bev quipped.
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tendrils of red hair were falling from her ponytail as she made another pass through the party room. if only she could use magic. then maybe she wouldn’t be so overwhelmed with the constant requests from a group of eight-year-old muggle children and their equally demanding parents. she’d just taken out more napkins and paper plates when she noticed someone loitering by the front door. she signaled to them she’d be just a second as she set down the items and hurried over, grateful to be away from the deafening laughter and screams even if briefly. “ hey, sorry about that. things are a little chaotic at the moment. are you here for the birthday party? ” she asked, pushing the stray hairs behind her ear.
finn’s feet carried him towards the other before he could stop himself. he’d recognize the jedi anywhere ( with the force helping guide him or not ). finn’s smile dropped slightly at the immediate question. finn had rather hoped the other had all his memories, that he wasn’t afflicted like many of the others around town. but nonetheless finn was relieved, seeing luke alive. “we have. but not here.” he was quick to add, knowing how confusing, perhaps painful it’d be to not remember it all. “&& in a different time,” brows furrowed, though finn offered a comforting grin. “but it’s okay. i’m finn. i was part of the resistance with your sister, general leia. though i know that might not mean anything to you now.”
@heartsofember requested a starter | luke and finn
maybe it was just for luke but despite having very few memories of his past, things were going really well for him. unusually well, in fact. he was getting to know his brother in law, han; he’d met an amazing guy who didn’t seem to judge him for the fact he had galaxy-sized holes in his memory, and his job was relatively stable. all things considered, luke was having a great time of it. but he was getting concerned with the hazy moments of deja vu when he met certain people. like the guy walking towards him at that moment. he wasn’t certain that he’d met him but something inside him said the guy was important. “hey, sorry. have we met?”
{ wolfgang novogratz, cis man, he/him } have you heard that ( mike munroe ) from ( until dawn ) appeared in town? i know, i can’t believe it either. he is ( twenty-two ) years old and is a ( law student ). I’ve heard that he has a tendency to be ( driven & persuasive ) and ( vain & immature ), and they have ( none ) of their old memories.
name: michael munroe nicknames: mike, mikey age / birthday: 22 / may 25th astrological sign: gemini-taurus cusp hometown: alberta, canada ( though ivywood in his memory ) height: 6′3″ occupation: law student gender / pronouns: cis man / he/him orientation: heterosexual
depending on how the game is played, there’s different events ; there’s a lot to cover so alas here’s his wiki. but !! since it has been almost six years since this game came out ( & i’m still not over it bye ), here’s a smol rundown of this asshole <3. when/if he ever does get his memories back, he’ll remember himself as the SOLE SURVIVOR outcome just cause we love pain :) :) :).
( tw: bullying, death, cannibalism mention, creatures/wendigo )
a year before the incident, mike & his friends were staying at the washington’s vacation lodge — hannah was known for having a crush on mike, despite the fact that he was dating emily at the time. they prank hannah by having mike confess his attraction to her while the other friends hide & film it ( with the exception of josh, sam, & beth ). things get a little 👀 when the others reveal themselves, ofc embarrassing hannah. they pull the it’s just a prank speech, but hannah runs outside, soon followed by her twin beth — they disappeared & were never seen again ... in human form at least :)
a year later they all come back to the lodge for a reunion, only now mike is dating jessica, emily’s former best friend. shit gets real™, & eventually the group finds out that josh was pranking them all for killing hannah & beth ... but also because of the cursed land & of a mining accident that happened in 1952 ( one that required the miners to resort to cannibalism to live ), hannah turned into a wendigo in her efforts to survive and is attacking them ... bless.
they then can all live or die one way or another ( with the exception of josh, who turns into a wendigo himself rip ), they’ve been through a lot, bless ‘em. hopefully that made the tiniest bit of sense ?? <3. thanks for coming to my ted talk.
his personality is pretty much the same, with the exception of the lovely character development we get throughout the game, unfortunately. so long story short, mike is trash — but with a hidden heart of gold that can make him at the very least recyclable from time to time. he’s ambitious, persuasive ( * sometimes manipulative ), & is definitely a serial dater partly due to his fear of commitment. he fears isolation, yet pushes people away so you know ... make that make sense. in his fake memories, he’s lived here all his life & quite enjoys it since he’s conventionally popular.
smol headcanon: ( tw: injury, amputation ) in the game there’s a moment where curiosity can get the better of mike, causing his left pinky & ring finger to get caught in a bear trap, he can either then make several attempts to open the trap or amputate his fingers, my mike does the later. in his current memory he believes he severely injured them in a sporting accident, but alas <3.
a fake family !!, exes — more than likely on bad terms, current fling, fwb, brotp, ride or die, squad, someone he tutors, rivals, frenemies, etc <3.
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Rue’s eyes went wide. It wasn’t a question that she’d expected, and she honestly had to think for a moment before answering. “ Well, right now I’m reading Pride and Prejudice. We didn’t have a lot of books like this back home, and so far it’s a pretty good read. ” She smiled, holding up the book in question. “ I don’t know, it’s hard for me to pick a favorite. ”
"a fan of LOVE i take it ?? well, it is the season, can’t fault you for that.” luna knew it was a classic, but it was one she had yet to read. “i’ll take your word for it && get it,” she nodded with a knowing smile. “i guess it was rather unfair of me to ask. there’s so many && sometimes it depends on the day.” a pause, she racked her brain for how even she’d answer that question. “ — have you heard of area 51 ?? i read a book about it once, had evidence to support the study of aliens there. i quite enjoyed that one. then again, to say it’s my favorite ?? it’d be a stretch.”
wxlksxflxfx / amelia andrews * !!
Amelia laughed lightly and nodded her head. “While I can see your logic, I don’t know if I could completely agree with it. Just because you can’t see them, doesn’t mean they aren’t hiding around here somewhere. However, I am glad to hear that you are enjoying the event. We do all this work so people will hopefully enjoy it.” She replied. With his words, her head tilted a bit like she was thinking over his offer. “Hmm, can it be a total of an hour? Like maybe not all at one time, but more of a cumulative hour throughout the whole night. That I think I can accomplish.” She figured some times with her friends and Wes, she could make up an hour.
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"well someone’s gotta bear the brunt of the work && i’m glad it’s not me,” he quipped, though quickly added — “ && that it’s done by people who are actually good at it.” mike always followed through on his word, on anything he set his mind too, but that wasn’t always necessarily a good thing. trouble tended to follow, more so than he even knew. when it came to school he was organized, a future lawyer had to be. but in daily life ?? mike had to relax a bit to survive. “usually i’d say no, but i’ll compromise. just try to at least chill more than five minutes at a time. there’s always some drama at these kinda things, but doesn’t make it any less of a party.”
kissed you when i saw you. stared deep into your eyes. i meant to say ' i love you ', but instead i said goodbye. shadows in the city ; i'm a stranger to myself, on these streets i'm someone else. shadows in the city ; like a demon in the dark come to tear us apart.
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