~UNCONVENTIONAL CONVENTIONISTS~
Gaian name: Ooare
Character name: Dr. Henry Jekyll
Age: 50
Gender: Male
Species: Human
I come from...: The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, Robert Louis Stevenson (Britain)
About me: An intelligent doctor of medical science from England, Dr. Jekyll is highly esteemed in his field, but recent experiments have raised doubts among his fellows.
With the ingestion of a secret formula, known as HJ7, Jekyll can transform into the loathsome man known as Edward Hyde. This can be reversed by taking the potion again, and unconciousness or anger has the same effect.
Jekyll's home is London; he was well-off, and his good friends are Gabriel Utterson, his lawyer, and his past friend Hastie Lanyon, although the nature of his experiments have separated him from the latter for around ten years. As a young man he was considerably wild, and he has never married. He once had a sweetheart, a prostitute named Lucy Harris who was very much in love with him, but she was later tricked and murdered by Hyde. This death, and the murder of Sir Danvers Carew, as well as possibly others, fill Jekyll with guilt.
I'm here because...: organiser of the Convention
The display I am entering is...: HJ7 and its Effects on the Primitive Duality of Man
Appearance: a largely handsome man in the middle of his life, Jekyll is described thusly in the story:
a large, well-made, smooth-faced man of fifty, with something of a slyish cast perhaps, but every mark of capacity and kindness. He looks ill of late, seeming gaunter and paler than his normal cheerful nature.
Henry Jekyll.
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Gaian name: Ooare
Character name: Mr. Edward Hyde
Age: around 40, perhaps younger
Gender: Male
Species: Human?
I come from...: The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, Robert Louis Stevenson (Britain)
About me: Henry Jekyll, upon consuming HJ7, going unconcious or becoming frustrated, transforms into this loathsome little man until the effects are reversed by the same methods. The change can also apparently be initiated if Jekyll dwells on 'Hyde-like thoughts', such as pleasures he has experienced or could experience in the other form, and reversed if Hyde starts to dwell on thoughts more likened to Jekyll, such as friendship, guilt, difficult choice, grief and regret.
Hyde is an awful man, going to all lengths to drive those around him to breaking point - it's as if he looks at people and thinks, "I wonder how much it would take to break you?" He doesn't seem to know, but he
relishes finding out. Hyde represents all of Jekyll's drives, appetites, lusts and sins, and is given to making advances on any woman or man that strikes his fancy, chucking childish tantrums and handing out threats a dime a dozen.
He is directly responsible for the rage-induced murder of Sir Danvers Carew, an elderly man who asked him for directions one chilly London night. He also killed the prostitute Lucy Harris, and only he knows how many more, although he considers himself an expert on the subject of murder. These deaths tend to be violent, messy, and thankfully rather fast, although incredibly painful for any victims. It also seems that Hyde is a frequenter of red light districts - to be offered 'matches', no less.
I'm here because...: accompanying Dr. Jekyll
The display I am entering is...: N/A
Appearance: I never saw a circle of such hateful faces; and there was the man in the middle, with a kind of black, sneering coolness--frightened too, I could see that--but carrying it off, sir, really like Satan. Hyde is also described as short, light-footed, thin, and with a strange disfigurement - nothing that anyone could place, but more a moral disfigurement showing through into his face. His voice is hoarse and grating, and he rarely speaks above a whisper.
Mr. Hyde.
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Gaian name: Radditsu
Character name: Dr. Victor Frankenstein
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Species: Human
I come from...: Frankenstein, Mary Shelley (Geneva)
About me: I was born in Napels when my parents were travelling around Italy, though my family's house is in Geneva. When I was about 5 years old, we were travelling again, my mother adopted a beautiful child called Elizabeth as her daughter. I also gained two younger brothers, William and Ernest. When I was 17, I was to leave for Ingolstadt, to become a student at the university. Unfortunately my departure was accompanied by a tragic event, as Elizabeth fell ill. She recovered, but my mother, who tended to her during her illness, fell to the illness instead.
Thus I began my studies and found myself engrossed in natural philosophy, especially chemistry. I became obsessed with life itself, and I strived to find what the transition was between a lifeless object and a living, breathing creature. Unfortunately, I found it. I used pieces of corpses that I dug from their graves myself, and constructed a human being. No, it could hardly be called human, by definition perhaps, but not in being. Anyone that would look upon it, would shrink back in horror, as did I when it came to life. I created it, but I fear my own creation, the horror of my terrible deeds. Finding the key to life had ruined my own. I fled my laboratory with all my research, except for the creature, leaving it to fend for itself. That knowledge, knowing it is out there, weighs terribly upon my soul.
I'm here because...: I'm still not certain why I reacted to the invitation, but I did anyway. Perhaps I could find someone that can ... relate, somehow. Find a way to redemption, even if that seems impossible. I fear that I haven't lost my curiosity or thirst for knowledge, even if I had myself convinced I would never touch this material again.
The display I am entering is...: The notes of my research, experiments and findings
Appearance: The good Doctor
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Gaian name: Radditsu
Character name: Sweeney Todd (aka Benjamin Barker)
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Species: Human
I come from...: Sweeney Todd: the Demon Barber of Fleet Street, Steven Sondheim (England)
About me: I started my life as Benjamin Barker, a barber skilled with razorblades, and around my later teenage years, I was happily married to a beautiful golden-haired maiden called Lucy. My times spent with her were heaven. My luck couldn't run out when she blessed me with a wonderful baby daughter, Johanna. Alas, it did run out, as someone else had set their eyes upon my loving wife, and I was too trusting and naive to see it coming. I was framed for a terrible crime, and the man that had set it all up was the charlatan that lusted after my wife, Judge Turpin.
I was sentenced for life, to the prison colony known to most as Devil's island, slaving away in hard labor under the scorching desert sun, where the guards' whip was never far away, no matter if you did something wrong or not. Most prisoners didn't last long, but I lasted 15 years before I saw my chance to escape.
As small a chance it was, I managed to return home at last. The prison years had changed me, and seeing as I was an escaped criminal, it was necessary and appropriate to change my name; becoming Sweeney Todd. However, there was no happy home-coming, I only found Mrs. Lovett at her pie-shop with the barbershop abandoned, no wife or daughter waiting for me.
From Mrs. Lovett's story, I thought Lucy was dead, and Johanna had become Judge Turpin's ward. When I failed to kill the judge because of Anthony, I decided to kill every damn bugger that came into my shop, and Mrs. Lovett helped by baking them into pies to hide the bodies. Eventually, I did kill the judge, but with such an 'important' person dying a mysterious death with possible knowledge of others having seen him entering our place, it was time to leave good old London.
I'm here because...: I was surprised to get this odd invitation, but hey, it was a ticket out of London and England. I had absolutely no intention of getting caught and being sent to Australia all over again. The noose didn't seem such a pleasant prospect either.
The display I am entering is...: N/A
Appearance: How about a shave
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Gaian name: Sam Sanity
Character name: A M I E (pernounced Amy)
Age: 517
Gender: Female
Species: Vampire
I come from: Nice, France
About me: I was born a human female in Paris, France to my noble parents, but when I was turned, I left them to live in Nice, with the one who turned me. Since then I have lived the life of a vampire, moving from town to town, but I always seemed to end up in either Nice or Paris. I went to a night school for sociology, and over the years, I have built a mild resistance to the sunlight, but I still can handle only a few minutes before my skin starts to burn off.
I'm here because...: An invitation was sent to me. And I never fail to turn up at a place I have been so kindly invited to. I'd also like to see what sort of projects are shown at the convention. I'd most certainly hope I could find someone interesting to talk to as well. It'd be a shame to stay all by myself.
The display I am entering is...: Possibly a human sociology project. ((A work in progress))
Appearance: Its my copyrighted art from Deviantart. The hand isn't always a knife.
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Gaian name: Moonclaw1
Character name: Mrs. Lovett (a.k.a. Nellie)
Age: Thirty-two
Gender: Female
Species: Human
I come from...: Sweeney Todd: the Demon Barber of Fleet Street, Steven Sondheim (England)
About me: I was a good, dutiful wife to dear Albert, God rest his soul, until he died. Working the Pie Shop I knew it was going to eventually be closed down, set my poor heart into aching thinking about it until that one day when the one and only Benjamin Barker walked into my life once more; searching for his wife. I could not tell him about the poor fate of his wife Lucy so I told him the truth to the best way I could without making his world even more dark then ever. Besides I only wanted to help him. Wonderful man he was, a true artist with his blades so we struck up a deal when, unfortunately, Mister T had a bit of a scuffle with Signor Adolfo Pirelli who eventually ended his life by dear Mister Todd’s hands but there was good reason to it. Since the pince of meat was so high I did the only thing that was the most time and energy saving; made Signor Adolfo Pirelli into some nice pies and they sold like a treat. Now never was I a woman to complain about anything, I thought it was the best way and so did Mister Todd. Business boomed, money came piling in and when he killed the Judge who did him wrong, Mister T and I would go and live out our days by the sea. Well that was my dream anyways. Of course once he did kill the Judge our ‘plans’ were changed and well…I could only follow him without question.
I
'm here because...: Now the invitation first arrived for Mister Todd but another came for me. Fluttering about in my shop I know that if Mister Todd was caught by the police then it was the end of the dream. So as he decided to go I went with him, nothing better for me in London and well…my future was heading to the same place so there was nothing I wanted more then to rush after it.
The display I am entering is...: N/A
Appearance:By the Sea
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Gaian name: xWiccanXBeautyx
Character name: Adelle
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Species: Neko
I come from...: Austria
About me: When I was a babe, my father and mother could not afford to take care of me. So sadly they sent me to an orphanage, however still at a young age the scientists at the hospital kept me for themselves they ran experiments to better my gender but sadly two chemicals were mixed and created me half cat half human
I'm here because...: It is simple really, I'm a living breathing experiment
The display I am entering is...: N/A
Appearance: Adelle
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Gaian name: Jeir
Character name: Jeir Velothril
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Species: Human
I come from...: The Guild of Assassins, Ankh-Morpork, The Discworld. (Terry Pratchett)
About me: She began studying at the Guild at a young age, thanks to the Guild recognising the value of female students some years before, and in her final year completed 'The Run' and became a fully-fledged assassin of the Guild. Other than the obvious, she was taught many things at the Guild (known as the best place to get an education on the Disc - provided you had enough money), such as history, geography, mathematics...and others. She did find it rather boring, though, and mainly concentrated her studies on what the Guild was there for; inhuming others for a price. Although, she did learn to play the flute while at the guild, and had started learning the piano, but soon lost interest.
Most of her free time was spent in the library, reading books on which ever caught her interest at the time. Some times she would go there with some paper and a pencil, or at least a stick of charcoal if she could not find one, to draw. Not many have seen her pieces of art, though.
He preferred method of inhumation is one of which does not involve much contact with the one she has a contract on. Until the last moment, when no one else is around, if her favourite time to strike. She is both quick and agile, but not even she would wish to deal with someone who witnessed her attack, and did not agree with the Guild's methods, after all.
I'm here because...: The Guild doesn't wholly trust Teatime. I'm here to keep an eye on him.
Appearance: Despite being nearly in her 20s, she appears to be a few years younger than she is; a 'youthful beauty', if you will. She has long golden blonde hair that falls in waves down her back, pale skin, and blue-grey eyes. Due to all of her exercise, she has a slim build, but still has a somewhat curvy figure. She is not too tall, about 5'4", and her strengths rely on her speed, as she is physically not very strong.
The clothes she usually wears are 'assassin's black' in colour, although as she feels this is not the best colour for her, she some times dresses in blues or even white. For when she is out on a contract, she wears fully black clothing, consiting of a shirt, trousers, boots, and a jacket if it is cold, including a black ribbon to keep her hair back, and always wears such clothes as can let her move freely, or else lets her conceal as many daggers as possible.
Jeir Velothril
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Gaian name: Jeir
Character name: Mr. Jonathan Teatime
Age: Early 20s.
Gender: Male.
Species: Human.
I come from...: The Guild of Assassins, Ankh-Morpork, The Discworld. (Terry Pratchett)
About me: I was initiated into the Assassins Guild in Ankh-Morpork at a young age; apparently they pitied me because I lost my parents. It never did dawn on them what happened to my parents, though...
I must say that I am a very skilled assassin. It is just too bad my superiors do not seem to appreciate my abilities as much as I hoped they would. After all, was I not the one who came so close to killing the Hogfather?
The Hogfather, yes. One of the many of whom I have stayed up late at night, contemplating how exactly to inhume. Everything dies, you see. Even Death. Even me. Although it seems I managed to escape that fate.
Above all things, I long for fame. To be remembered. To be remembered by the right name. In the Guild, there are paintings of famous people that have been inhumed by members of the Guild, many with plaques underneath saying who inhumed them. For the most famous of these, no plaques are needed; everyone knows you by name. Everyone remembers your accomplishment. Everyone remembers you.
I hate it when people mispronounce my name.
I'm here because...: I had a contract for Dracula. Perhaps he will be just as fun to inhume as all the others?
Appearance: Pale blonde curly hair, a boyishly handsome face with pale skin, and always a ready smile. He has a slim build, stands about 5'10, and always stands in a rather relaxed pose. The only thing that really ruins his appearance are his eyes; one is made of white glass, while the other's iris is an off-white colour, leaving just the tiny black pupil. His stare can often be off-putting for some; the over-all effect making it seem like he is staring into their very souls.
He is always dressed in black clothing, as is common in the guild. More often than not he wears a black jacket, black trousers and soft black shoes. Always smartly dressed. Sometimes her wears a cloak, but prefers not to as it impedes on his movements.
The exact number of weapons he carries is not known, or even visible when just looking at him normally. Under his jacket arm is a device which shoots a slim dagger into the palm of his hand, and then retract it when he no longer needs it. He does carry a number of daggers, and around his waist, perhaps being the only visible weapon, is a longsword.
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Gaian name: Radditsu
Character name: Dorian Gray
Age: He looks to be as young as 20, maybe even a bit younger, but his real age is unknown, it might even be a century or two.
Gender: Male
Species: Immortal Human
I come from...: The Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde (London)
About me: Dorian Gray is a very beautiful young man, of high wealth and status, and was the subject of a painting by artist Basil Hallward, after which he met the artist's friend, Lord Henry Wotton, and he became influenced by the Lord's hedonistic view. He became convinced that beauty was the only thing of value in life, and the only thing worth pursuing. Dorian became scared by the thought that one day he'd grow old and ugly, and wished for the painting to become old instead of him. His wish was fulfilled, he became ageless, forever beautiful, while the painting grew older and older, becoming uglier and even demonic with every sin he committed. He even killed Basil, in a fit of rage, when the artist saw how ugly the painting had become.
Dorian is immortal, ageless, but also impervious to harm. He regenerates any wound instantly (the figure in the portrait takes the hits instead, technically), but he's not exactly invincible. His immortality and life is bound to an object, the painting, and if it were destroyed, the spell would break and he would be reverted to his real age, which would obviously kill him. (He isn't exactly aware of this, but he has a suspicion that it wouldn't be good for him if something happened to the painting, so he always keeps it under lock and key, and lets no one see it)
I'm here because...: Technically, as a possible sponsor of scientific research, seeing his enormous wealth (which he inherited from his family, but also accumulated over the years) and influence in the high class circles of London and other places, but he's also interested in the science itself. He was also curious, wondering why a convention would be held in Transylvania, and he had heard a few odd rumours about this Dr. Jekyll in London.
Appearance: Growl.
Gaian name: Neomi789
Character name: Katrina Van Tassel
Age: Roughly 18.
Gender: Female
Species: Human [Witch]
I come from...: The Legend of Sleepy Hollow-Washington Irving [New York]
About me: My Name is Katrina Van Tassel. I learned witchcraft from my mother. My father is Baltus Van Tassel and my mother died two years ago come midspring. My father died later on when I grew older. But I did have a stepmother, granted that wasn’t exactly a good thing. The town of Sleepy Hollow of Haunted by the Headless Horseman, a spirit that comes up from hell every night to murder and take the victim’s head back with him. This is when Ichabod Crane came to Sleepy Hollow from New York. He was a scientists. He helped solve the mystery of the Headless Horseman and save my life.
I'm here because...: Shortly after the events described above Ichabod left New York. I was to follow when I got my invitation. I decided to go and see what this was all about, guessing that Ichabod may have received one as well.
The display I am entering is...: N/A
Appearance: Hello there.
Gaian name: Moonclaw1
Character name: Scorpio De'Fai
Age: 22
Gender: male
Species: human/werewolf
I come from...: Originally America, but I have lived in England for several years now.
About me: I was born in America, but due to terribly unfortunate circumstances I was forced to move to England with my infant sister after our mother died from child-birth. I was eleven at the time. Due to the hard times and the stress of adding two more mouths to feed, my mother's family-my 'new' family, persuaded me to join the church and train to become a clergyman, if only for the fact the church feed it's members. I found it a filling and wholesome work, and at the age of seventeen I took my vows and became a priest. My soul was blacked however with the sins of murder shortly after one night, whilst coming home after tending to the last rites of passage for a dying neighbor, I ran across a large wolf, larger than any wolf I had ever seen, and I was attacked. Managing to escape with my life with several deep bite marks, and when I didn't contract obvious illness from the beast, I thought that any ill effect from my run in with the abnormal wolf had passed. I was wrong...It was a month before I realized that something was terribly wrong. A day or two before the full moon I woke with mud on my hands and feet, my night clothes tattered and ripped and brown and black hairs on my bed. My sister spoke of a large dog had been standing in the front street, it running off when she opened the door to check on it. It wasn't until the morning of the full moon, when I woke with blood down my front, did I realize that I had contracted lycanthropy.
It was after that I began to travel Europe, looking for a cure: herbal, chemical, even magic if it came to it. As a cover I took up the study of plants, saying I was looking for ways to make crops stronger and healthier, while also acting as a traveling priest. Always when the full moon came did we have to leave, else suspicions of the dead body or livestock rose. My little sister accompanies me on my journey, she safe enough as long on full mooned nights she remains hidden behind a strong locked door.
I'm here because...: Part of the reason is to show off the surprisingly valid information my mock research, the other half is that I hope to find what the works of other, true, scientists have. Maybe one has the answer to my monster problem…
The display I am entering is...: Notes and some potted plants on my research on different chemical fertilizers
Appearance: While the man has a young, handsome face, he appears tired, heavy dark bags under resting under the man’s eyes. Despite his tired expression; however, the gleam in his bright green eyes, like two little pieces of glass or shiny hard candies, is one of determination. Long, shoulder length blond tresses fall from his head, the young priest tending to keep his hair tied back out of his face with a thing green ribbon. His clothes are modest, but weather worn, signs that the young man spends little on his own clothes, whether out of feeling his clothes were fine as they were, or because of his oaths of poverty, or perhaps a little of both. Either way, the priest wears a simple, long-sleeved, white shirt, an emerald green waistcoat over that. The only amount of wealth seen on him is a golden chain hung around his neck, a gold cross hang from it. He is thin and fair skinned, his body like that of a toothpick with freckles dotting his face from some recent, prolonged time in the sun. He is a little shorter than an average man's height.
Gaian name: Moonclaw1
Character name: Alia De’Fai
Age: 11
Gender: female
Species: human
I come from...: I was born in America, but was raised in England
About me: The younger sister of Scorpio, she was raised by her late aunt’s family and her brother. A normally happy and innocent little girl, she makes little effort to hold her tongue when she wants to ask something. She is a bit of a tomboy, she finding any wildlife, including snakes interesting. Perhaps that’s the reason she doesn’t truly fear her brother’s transformations, mostly because on the nights before and after the full moon, he acts calm and gentle, he not driven by his craving for blood. When she firsts meets someone, she acts a little shy, but that quickly fades. She is withdrawn on the day of the full moon.
I'm here because...: I follow my brother and help take care of him.
The display I am entering is...: Explaining my brother’s research on how he made plants grow so pretty…
Appearance: Possessing similar hair and eye color like that of her brother, Alia’s long hair is hangs loosely down her back, a single ribbon keeping the hair flat on the top of her head. Her eyes, a darker green then her brother’s, sparkle with an innocent light, they ready to watch anything interesting around her. She too is faired skin, though her face wasn’t as freckled as her brother’s. Thin and small for her age, the girl is dressed the best in what her brother could afford: a clean cotton dress of pale blue formal print, the fabric falling to her knees. Over her shoulders was draped a matching cape. One is reminded of a doll when they look at her.
Gaian name: Radditsu
Character name: He goes under many names, like Loki in Norse mythology, Crow and Coyote in Native America, Kitsune in Japan, etc. But in his latest endeavours, pretending to be human, he goes by the name Jack Reynard; the latter name being after one of his favourite manifests in medieval times.
Age: Immortal
Gender: Almost always manifests himself as a male
Species: a Trickster Demi-God
I come from...: Many different mythologies (Norse, Greek, Eastern, American, etc.), but his strongest connection seems with the Loki character, so he’d often claim he came from Scandinavia originally, that or the Netherlands. Somehow he seems a bit fond of the place. (Loosely based on the Trickster character from the TV series Supernatural)
About me: Tricksters are demi-gods that appear in pretty much every mythology and many legends. They’re about defying authority, breaking rules, and dealing poetic justice to those they see as arrogant and deserving of being taken down a notch. They’re not really evil, although their pranks can be deadly indeed, but he can even do good (often that would depend on your point of view). The trickster is an alchemist, a magician, creating realities in the duality of time and illusion. He seems to have supernatural powers which help him perform his tricks. He lives, dies, comes back, shape shifts, creates things out of thin air that seem very real and physical, all sorts of magic as our reality is nothing more than an illusion. One can beat the trickster if they ignore that which he brings as challenges. But he always looks for weak spots and hidden fears or desires that you can’t help but notice and get involved.
On a little note, he isn’t driven to kill people, like a demon would, he likes spreading chaos and mischief though. Neither does he feed on humans like a vampire. He seems content with eating sweet things by the dozen. Sugar, chocolate, etc. It’s all he lives on, it seems.
I'm here because...: At the time, his target was a well-respected psychiatric doctor connected to a university and the head of a large asylum in Amsterdam. Safe to say he was slowly driving the doctor to become a patient himself. Then the doctor got the invitation from Dr. Jekyll. Jack posed as a student and managed to go along with the doctor as an assistant.
The display I am entering is...: The doctor he followed has studies about the mentally deranged, especially criminally insane people, as he dealt with the hardest cases at the asylum. The reason the trickster came after him to deal ‘poetic justice’ was because the man actually performed painful and terrible experiments on his own patient, like how to efficiently perform a lobotomy. Jack is still intent on driving the man insane, but he found a lot more new people to toy with.
Appearance: As mentioned, he can take any form he likes; at the moment he took a human form. The current version looks about his late twenties, a bit scrawny and relatively short, a face that might be called handsome but not extraordinarily so, probably the most prominent feature would be his hair, which is mid-long but it’s a bit hard to see since a lot of it seems to stand in every possible direction. It’s also bright red, another reminiscence to the old German/Dutch legend of Reynard. His eyes are emerald green.
Jack.
~Other Characters Currently Buzzing Around, It Seems~
- three Brides of Dracula (one a sultry leader, Verona, one bitchy, Marishka, and the last and youngest stroppy and headstrong who appears to be particularly fond of Frankenstein, Aleera) (Currently played by Ooare)
- Death (you know, with the robe and scythe?)
- Death of Rats (like the above Death, except small and ratty)
- the ghosts in the kitchen (numerous knives and a frying pan like dinnerware possessed) (Currently played by anyone)
- other Conventionists (free, efficient and easily disposable) (Currently played by anyone)
