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Murder Inn (Clementine and Open)

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✧ Murder Inn ✧“Do you know what it's like to choke on air wondering if this time would be your last?” Clementine asked as she hollowly in a circle, her dress brushing behind, “Or what's it like to…Continue

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Murder Inn (Clementine and Open)

✧ Murder Inn ✧“Do you know what it's like to choke on air wondering if this time would be your last?” Clementine asked as she hollowly in a circle, her dress brushing behind, “Or what's it like to feel that strong fist connect with your cheek over and over again? The hand that was promised to protect, tethered together by a golden band and a contract to later be painted with the crimson of your blood?” the agitation of the memory causing the convulsion in her hands, curling them up into fist…See More
Mar 6
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"Welcome to the Sisterhood, Clemmy!  Lets not be another pretty wallflower for The Matron... Happy Screamin'  Ciara <3"
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Screaming into the void

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Full name Clementine Violet Shaw
Nicknames Clem, Clemmy
Age Dead at 23
Date of Birth March 2nd
Zodiac Pisces
Gender Female
Sexuality Heterosexual
Relationship Status Who could Love The Dead?
Occupation Avenger of the Dead; Seamstress
ResidenceHallows Hills Manor.
HometownLeeds, England

Apparition

Species Banshee
Build Full Figure
Height Five Foot Five Inches
Weight One hundred and thirty pounds
Hair Curly Dark Brown
Eyes Blue eyes with a White film
Handedness Left
Faceclaim Danielle Galligan
Distinguishing Marks Scars along her stomach, back, and hips from her husbands abuse. The giant gash down her spine to the base of her skull which is the blow that killed her.
ScentDeath there is no other way to state it, yet death can also smell differnt to everyone. Masked with purfumes when needed.

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In the gas-lit alleys and cobblestone streets of Victorian England, there lived a young woman named Clementine Shaw. Born into a once-prosperous family, the Shaws enjoyed a life of comfort and privilege until a series of unfortunate financial misfortunes befell them in the late 19th century.

Clementine, a delicate and graceful beauty, faced the harsh reality of her family's financial downfall. In a desperate attempt to salvage their social standing, the Shaw family made a heartbreaking decision—they arranged for Clementine to marry a man of higher status, Percival Harcourt, known for his wealth and influential connections.

However, behind Percival's polished facade lurked a man of cruelty and darkness. Once married, Clementine found herself trapped in a gilded cage, subjected to the whims of a husband whose wealth was overshadowed by his sadistic tendencies. The opulent mansion that should have been her home became a prison, and the promises of a better life turned into a neverending nightmare.

Clementine's days were filled with silent suffering as Percival's abusive behavior escalated. Her pleas for mercy went unanswered, and her spirit waned under the weight of her husband's oppressive rule and violent strikes. The once-vibrant woman became a mere shadow of herself, a ghost within the confines of her luxurious prison.

The turning point came on a stormy night, when Percival's brutality reached a tragic climax. The details of that dreadful evening remained a macabre secret, but it was clear that Clementine's life was cut short by the very man her family had believed would rescue them from financial ruin.

In death, Clementine's spirit did not find solace. Instead, fueled by the injustice of her fate and the torment she endured, she transformed into a banshee—a mournful entity whose piercing wails echoed through the corridors of the mansion where she had met her untimely end.

Clementine’s transformation into a banshee marked a ghastly chapter in her existence. Fueled by the torment she endured in life, she sought revenge on Percival Harcourt, the man whose cruelty had caused her untimely demise. As a banshee, she wielded supernatural powers to haunt and torment him.

For a year, Clementine subjected Percival to nightmarish torment, as he believed she was a ghost haunting him. Since he was never able to kill her in this form. His once grand mansion became a haunted realm, a place of perpetual dread where Clementine's ethereal presence lingered. She wailed mournfully, her cries echoing through the empty halls, a constant reminder of the anguish he had inflicted upon her.

Clementine's revenge reached its crescendo when, on the anniversary of her tragic death, she unleashed the full force of her banshee scream. The unearthly sound reverberated through the mansion, piercing Percival's very soul. The torment proved too much for him to bear, and he succumbed to the assault as all the windows in the mansion shattered around them, meeting his end in a manner befitting the cruelty he had shown Clementine in life.

However, as vengeance was exacted, Clementine found herself consumed by an overwhelming emptiness. The hollow victory left her adrift in the netherworld, a banshee haunted by the echoes of her own pain. The satisfaction she sought remained elusive, and the weight of her past clung to her like a persistent fog.

Driven by a desire to find solace, Clementine followed an otherworldly call that led her to the gathering place of other banshees. In the ethereal realm known as Hallows Hills Manor Where All Banshees congregated, she discovered a sense of kinship among those who, like her, had suffered and sought refuge in the haunting cries that bound them together.

Together with her fellow banshees, Clementine found a peculiar camaraderie. They shared their stories of woe, finding solace in the company of those who understood the depths of their pain. Yet, even among kindred spirits, Clementine struggled to shake off the lingering emptiness that persisted within her.

In the company of the banshees, Clementine discovered a new purpose. Instead of dwelling solely on revenge, a curiosity washed over her. Wondering if she could use her screams to help others who would succumb to such abuse like she did. Could she gain a purpose in an undead life? Or forever be a haunted mark on the world.

Soul

The Good Eloquent, Resilient, Protective
The Bad Vengeful, Mournful, Dreadful Prense
Behind The Scream Clementine feels hollow currently, she has gained her revenge on her husband, her murder. Yet now to wonder the world forever caught between living and dead was not something she fathomed. While roaming she is searching for something to fill her hollow chest once again.Habits Stalking males who look up to no good, gorging on food to fill the hollow feeling, Scaring children when in a graveyard for a laugh.
HobbiesCrafting outfits for animals, Taxidermy, collecting odd objects, Reading, Doing Others Hair, Herbalism.
Skills Seamstress, Musically inclined, Apothecary, Killing

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At 7:12am on March 4, 2024,
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Ciara Devlin - Council
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Welcome to the Sisterhood, Clemmy! 

Lets not be another pretty wallflower for The Matron...

Happy Screamin' 

Ciara <3

 
 
 

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