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    [size=7pt]Name
    Victoria Louise Scott
    Nickname
    Vick
    Gender
    Female
    Age
    Nineteen
    Birth Date
    July Twelfth
    Birth Place
    Louisville, Kentucky
    Heritage
    Australian, Spanish and American
    Sexuality
    Hetero
    Variant
    Pained
    Theme Song
    'Make A Shadow' by Meg Myers
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    [font=georgia][color=black][size=7pt]General Appearance
    Striking and sharp, and as graceful as the ever-flickering flame of a wicker candle. With soft edges, yet a certain acuteness about Vick's appearance, the likeliness she bears to fire is strange, but incredibly strong, and her personality exactly mirroring that of fire, brings the strangeness to the more eerie side of the spectrum. Her impressive standing isn't one she loathes, choosing to believe the height suits her in every way. Said height, mixed with her slender build, she almost seems sculpted of 'hammered gold and gold enameling', a unique work of art by none other than Michelangelo himself.


    Willowy limbs and a constantly shifting demeanor only furthers her resemblance to aforementioned flickering flame. As if unable to keep still, her air is always tense with simmering energy that can often be felt pouring into her personality.


    Captivating azure-blue, though at times borderline greyish, eyes are indeed that, captivating. Beginning a deep, stormy grey around her pupils, and also at the outer rims of her irises, the shade and colour change drastically travelling inward, reaching a shade of light blue, that though unexpected, is very much complimentary. Very faint purple flecks slightly brighten the constantly thoughtful grey shade of his eyes, but are only seen in certain lights.
    It's just as well that her soft, wavy locks don a darker, brown shade, so as to further compliment the paleness of her eyes. Bistre-brown hair, in its natural shade and state, decorates Vick's crown, reaching the very small of her back and usually in its messy and untamd glory, just the way she likes it.


    Soft yet sharp jaw and cheekbones, rather angular features, complete her pointed and fiery appearance. Summing her up perfectly.
    Height
    5'10
    Weight
    118 lbs
    Clothing Style
    click ↓
    o o o o o
    Body Modifications
    None
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    [font=georgia][color=black][size=7pt]Personality
    Vick's independence in one of the first, if not the initial, aspects of her enthralling persona that one notices. She is a free spirit, unable to be corralled and utterly refusing to be dissuaded from her beliefs. Clearly, she's stubborn. Even in times of true and desperate need, it is somewhat of a challenge for her to ask for the help of someone who knows her, fearing it would prove nothing other than a highlight of her weaknesses. Her fiery personality is extremely alluring, constantly emitting confidence and strength. As aforementioned, Vick is an exuberant and easy-going entity, constantly in search of thrill-inducing encounters. She is an adrenaline junky of sorts, usually going for something with her soul intent being to gain some kind of rush of excitement. Which can prove a negative feature as much as it can a positive. The girl enjoys nothing more than being in control, feeling as if he harbours the strength of ten men.


    Describing the girl as cheeky would be quite the understatement. She very much enjoys testing others' patience, but this is when she is familiar with the person of course. Her knowledge of where the brink between teasing and annoying, and also how much it differs from person to person, plays to her advantage. Awareness of her evident appeal, her seemingly magnet-like attraction also adds to the amusement had when playing with people.


    Despite her obvious potential in certain parts of life, Vic is still uncommitted toward more than just the professional aspect of his life. Her unfortunate tendency to grow bored incredibly quickly renders her attention a tendril of smoke, forever wavering in the oppressive winds, guided by whatever amusing force willing to lead the way and consequently, losing concentration. This then fuels her desire to create her own fun, a Vic-made source of entertainment seeing as outside factors have seemingly failed in said department. Her unyielding need to procure said entertainment intersects with her conscience, and she is known, as a result, to sometimes humour herself at the expense of others.


    Vick sports a nonchalant attitude toward most things in her life, choosing not to live in the past, but ignore it, and move onto the next chapter of her life. Always moving, and ignoring. Always.
    It all stems from the disbelief in her ability to compose herself under pressured situations, continuously thinking that instead of buckling and failing, she'd rather not even try. Despite the nonchalance, however, it's no secret that Vick is infuriatingly impatient. Now. Now. Now. It doesn't help that she, undeniably, has ravishing good looks and a cheeky sparkle in her eyes, as it has become something of a second nature to her, manipulating people to get whatever it is her eyes are set on.


    Also in the lengthy list of flaws the girl has been known to put on display from time to time, is her annoying pessimism. Though she justifies it as being realistic, is spawns from childhood disappointments. Let down after let down forced her to go through adaptation, form some sort of mechanism that would aid her in fending off the disappointment and other emotions of the like, which trail after having hopes crushed. She is aware of her naivety and fragility, disapproving but aware, and so, refuses to allow for the raising of her hopes, or if they had been raised unintentionally, she makes sure not to show it, just so in the case an event long awaited doesn't meet her standards, she is not disappointed. She is not hurt.


    A feature not expected of Vick is his occasionally unwavering determination and seriousness. The passionate young woman will stop at nothing, not to get what she wants, though that isn't completely out of the question, but for justice, until she deems a situation fair. She is not afraid to get involved with higher authorities, with a clear feeling of indignation coursing through her, if it means equality and all that is right be fixed into whatever unfair circumstance she experiences. She is definitely not one to be oppressed, and this is chronically made clear by her acts of rebellion and trouble maker persona, and when loved ones are the ones endangered, she is uncaring of what the consequences are, though this isn't frequent as the list of her loved ones isn't too lengthy.


    Also in the lengthy list of not so helpful traits are her secretive and mysterious attributes. Although her ability to cover up her tracks, are impeccable, she can be rather equivocal from time to time. Her impressive common sense, unfortunately, does not include the capabilities of coming up with rebuttal upon short notice, so when faced with challenging obstacles which threaten something she is working on and doesn't want anyone else to know about, she grows increasingly and dangerously impulsive and rash, another flaw to her already faulted mind. As a consequence she could be described as hasty and impetuous, which she is, though to an extent.


    Despite all the faults and flaws, the weaknesses of her being, Vick is truly a caring soul, though it may be difficult for her to admit in the hopes of avoiding any awkwardness that may arise. She is a loving soul in an ever-hardened shell, a protective façade shielding her from the dangers and disappointments of the outside world. The girl is extremely loving, though only to the ones she hold dear to her heart.
    Family
    Michael Scott; Father; Forty-nine; Surgeon
    Emily Scott; Step-Mother; Thirty-eight; Professor
    Jessica Barker; Mother; Forty-five; Lawyer
    Robert Barker; Step-Father; Forty-seven; Businessman
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    Habits
    Without knowing, when she's anxious or nervous in any way, she taps on any solid surface. Also, if seated and overcome with anxiety, her right leg begins bouncing ever so slightly with rapid motion.
    Love Interest
    Will be determined during roleplay.
    Et Cetera
    Man, finally done with this form! Haha
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    Name
    Jamie Aaron Ross-Hamilton
    Age
    Seventeen
    Eye Colour
    Captivating chocolate-brown eyes are indeed that, captivating. Beginning a dark brown, borderline black around his pupils, and also at the outer rims of his irises, the shade and colour change drastically travelling inward, reaching a shade of light brown. Very faint gold-like flecks brighten the constantly brooding brown shade of his eyes, but are only seen in certain lights.
    Hair Colour
    It's just as well that his locks don an almost matching, chocolate-brown shade, as if to make links with other aspects of his appearance. Light brown hair, with natural, very indistinct blonde highlights, decorates Jamie's crown, usually in its quiffed and slightly-messy glory. As his presence demands to be noticed, his hair demands to be ruffled.


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    History
    Jamie was orphaned in childhood. Rough, yeah. It was shortly after his eighth birthday, that his parents' car collided with an irresponsible oil tanker, and their lives were taken. Jamie, of course, wasn't present when the accident took place, and being at such a young age, wasn't quite able to comprehend it either. It wasn't until he was thrown into an orphanage, that the death of his parents became real, that he was abruptly met with the brick wall of reality.


    He was adopted into a wealthy family of just three, new adopted Father, Mother and older brother. One would have to wonder, however, why the State Seantor would decide to adopt, with a child of his own, a son even, and a fertile wife. It turns out that Jamie's Mother had been pregnant when she met the man Jamie would grow up calling 'Dad'. Pregnant for the man that would, one day, be State Senator.


    Jamie's biological Father had been keeping tabs on his Mother since he'd left, knowledge of their unborn child bringing endless guilt. When he found out about the accident, he insisted his family adopt the child, feeling it was his 'second chance'. When Jamie turned sixteen, his Father told him, after which argument after argument followed. But there was nothing the boy could do.
    It was the truth.
    Personality
    It becomes clear, almost instantly after initially meeting Jamie, that he is very much an introverted individual. He tends to keep to himself, and is often pegged as the mysterious type in cases where his persona is still undiscovered. The boy is of the sort, that catches ones eye not because he is all over the place, but purely the opposite, his near ominous and mysterious yet impressive and alluring air, being rather difficult to miss.


    It's unbelievably difficult to get to know this guys, and even more difficult to get him to show any affection, whatsoever, toward you. Though if that's accomplished, he's just the person you need, with his ridiculously contagious laughter and his adorable smile he's so insecure about. The boy is constantly trying to cheer others up, as he finds it easier than trying to cheer himself up. Once comfortable around someone, he chuckles at the smallest of things, either with the intention of boosting a friend's spirits or to distract himself from his true feelings.


    Jamie sports a nonchalant attitude toward most things in his life, choosing not to live in the past, but ignore it, and move onto the next chapter of his life. Always moving, and ignoring. always.
    It all stems from the disbelief in his ability to compose himself under pressured situations, continuously thinking that instead of buckling and failing, he'd rather not even try.


    Despite all the faults and flaws, the weaknesses of his being, Jamie is truly a caring soul, though it may be difficult for him to admit in the hopes of avoiding any awkwardness that may arise. He is a loving soul in an ever-hardened shell, a protective façade shielding him from the dangers and disappointments of the outside world. The boy is extremely loving, though only to those he hold dear to his heart.
    Family
    [click on family names]
    Lucy Ross; Biological Mother; Deceased
    Nathan Ross; Father; Deceased


    Aaron Hamilton; Biological Father; State Senator
    Jessica Hamilton; Adoptive Mother; Business-woman
    Jake Hamilton; Adoptive Brother
    Likes
    Music
    Writing
    Reading
    Chocolate
    Competition
    Running
    Dislikes
    Expensive books
    Tea
    Broccoli
    Facing problems
    Loud kids
    Moths


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    Orientation
    Hetero
    Crush
    To be decided during roleplay.
    Turn On's
    Out-going personality
    Nice smile
    Unique sense of humour
    Music inclination
    Warm hugs
    An open mind
    Turn Off's
    Blatant ignorance
    Self-centered
    Closed mind
    Dishonesty
    Over-bearing


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    Disorders
    Anxiety
    Abused?
    No
    Parent Problems?
    Adoptive Mother has yet to take a liking to him, as she suspects there's something he and his Father are keeping from her.
    Annoying Quirks
    Without knowing, when he's anxious or nervous in any way, he taps on any solid surface. Also, if seated and overcome with anxiety, he right leg begins bouncing ever so slightly with rapid motion.
    Other
    Snow is falling, sorry I didn't know where else to put it haha

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    [size=7pt]oh i'm done by the way! c:[/size]


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    [size=7pt]magic [maj-ik]
    noun
    ↳ 1. the art of producing illusions as entertainment by the use of sleight of hand, deceptive devices, etc.; legerdemain; conjuring: to pull a rabbit out of a hat by magic.


    [font=georgia][color=black][size=7pt]witch [wich]
    noun
    ↳ 1. a person, now especially a woman, who professes or is supposed to practice magic, especially black magic or the black art; sorceress. compare warlock.


    [font=georgia][color=black][size=7pt]coven [kuhv-uhn, koh-vuhn]
    noun
    ↳ 1. an assembly of witches, especially a group of thirteen.


    [hr]


    [font=georgia][color=black][size=7pt]Seventeen years ago, six women belonging to a powerful coven of thirteen witches, all gave birth.


    One month apart, all within the one year.


    Of course this was planned. However, the women, unaware of this, dismissed it as a coincidence. But in a world where monsters of the deepest parts your imagination roam freely, and witches live in secret among your townspeople, coincidences are a myth.


    This, the Aztecan coven, the most powerful in North America, consisted of six couples, and a ring-leader, who was older than his fellow witches and always seemed to have a way with them. He, Blackwell, was dark in nature, but their love and admiration for him blinded them.


    Blackwell, with malicious intentions in mind, hexed the six couples so that on the first day of every odd month, the following year, one of the six women would give birth. He was no madman though, there was reasoning behind this. With the use of incredibly powerful and extremely dangerous black magic, he had been able to make it so that each woman would birth on the night of her month's full moon; the time at which a witch's powers were at its peak.


    And also the time at which black magic and darkness was at its peak.


    After the final child was born and put through the ceremonial rituals of their coven's culture, a great darkness was released. Blackwell had succeeded. With the coven's circle still etched in the beach's sand, he was able to harness the residue of power from their ritual and direct the darkness toward himself, becoming completely and utterly overwhelmed by the black magic. As soon as the darkness overtook him, the witches of the coven came to, as if waking up from a year-long sleep, and realised what Blackwell had done. The twelve, daring enough to confront Blackwell raced to the beach to find him awaiting them, trusting their parents to protect the children, who'd all been gathered into one house. The older witches watched, in horror, their children fall at the hand of Blackwell. At the hand of the darkness.


    Then everything went black.


    When light flooded back into their eyes, all that remained on the beach were the bodies of the twelve, strewn about the damp sand, wisps of dark smoke still visible.


    The six children were all affected by the dark magic that was released on the night of November's full moon. This black magic made them stronger than your average witch, but it also made darker. The all inherited the abilities and elements of their parents, but their light was tinged with the power they inherited from Blackwell.


    Fast-forward sixteen years, and the children are all juniors in highschool, living the lives of six normal teenagers, completely oblivious as to their powers.
    It turns out that the grandparents hid their true identities from them in hopes of protecting them from the darkness that killed their own children.


    But something strange, and inexplicable is happening to the six. They can do things that they shouldn't be able to do. Things that no human should be able to do.
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    [size=7pt]Our characters, the six witches knew of their ancestry. But when they were younger, when their grand-parents first told them that they were all from long, powerful lines of witches, everyone thought it was a tale, bed-time story material. And the fact that their grand-parents had laughed along with them only confirmed that they were only stories.


    But on the first birthday of the year they would all turn sixteen, the six discover that the fairytales are actually true. They all were already close-knit before, being the only ones to live on New Salem road, but this secret brought them even closer.


    [hr]


    [font=georgia][color=black][size=7pt]The roleplay starts in October of the following year, as the six settle into senior year life of High-school. Since discovering their powers the previous year, the six have been able to find five out of six Books of Shadows, that had been owned by their parents and hidden by their grand-parents. With those, they have grown unbelievably powerful, finding that they harbor the gifts of their parents, and then some.


    On October 30th, the six have found the last Book of Shadows and plan on completing their circle on the night of the 31st, or more commonly known as Halloween night, one of the strongest nights on the Lunar calendar, and for the witches. But it's also the night of the senior dance.


    The six intend on going to the dance but meeting on the beach, at the end of New Salem road, at the stroke of midnight. What they don't know, however, is that strange things will happen at that dance. Possessions, murders, suicides, as if the darkness from the night their parents died is coming back, urging them to complete their dark circle and bring Blackwell back.


    That's where we start, on the day of the dance.
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    [size=7pt]Rules can be a pain to make out, since most times everyone knows how to act and all that shiz, but I'll just do it real quick!


    ↳ 1. This is an advanced thread, that's like, the most important thing for me. Your posts should be at least two paragraphs, which really isn't too bad. If your muse is suffering I'll allow leeway, but we all know that doesn't last forever.
    ↳ 2. I won't be making reservations for anyone, nor will I be accepting the first forms. If you apply for a character and I think it matches what I had in my head, you'll be accepted. So take your time and make it as good as you can.
    ↳ 3. About characters, if you notice a lot of people are applying for a certain character, I suggest making a form for another one, it's only common sense that applying for another character will increase your chances of being accepted. But that's just a suggestion!
    ↳ 4. The form is a free for all, because i'm lazy.. lawl. Well it's not because I'm lazy [which I definitely am], it's because I want them all to be different and unique. Don't think you have to make them uber detailed, I'll be looking at the quality more so than quantity!
    ↳ 5. I know you'll all read the rules so i'm not going to bother with a code word or anything.
    ↳ 6. All wcrpg rules apply, which means god modding, mary and gary sues and all that, though i'll be making sure that isn't the case by giving you outlines of each character!
    ↳ 7. Profanity is allowed, I mean our characters are teenagers right, but keep it to a minimum. Good grammar is also expected, though lack of punctuation is acceptable, such as writing in lower case letters.
    ↳ 8. The plot is pretty vague, after the dance on Halloween nigh, so if you have any ideas for expansion, pm me first!


    Okay, I think that covers everything![/size]

  • smarti's roleplaying materials


    [size=7pt]Jason Barker
    ↳ January
    ↳ Seventeen
    ↳ fc: Heath Hutchins
    ↳ magical specialty:
    ↳ roleplayer: Smarticus
    Jason is willpower, chocolate and strong winds.
    A natural-born leader. Jason is a kind soul but finds it all to easy to become over-bearing and too serious. He's caring and sweet, but with a strong, slightly over-protective sense, those traits can sometimes be masked, when it comes to making sure his coven is safe.    [/size]




    [size=7pt]Emma Hutchins
    ↳ March
    ↳ Seventeen
    ↳ fc: Saoirse Ronan
    ↳ magical specialty:
    ↳ roleplayer: Open
    Emma is curiosity, lemon and spring flowers.
    A daring wildflower. Emma is a truly genuine soul, believing that there's good in every living thing, though she might not exactly say it. She doesn't say much at all. She's a unique and an acquired taste, you could say, but a breath of fresh air to everyone.    [/size]





    [size=7pt]Diego Gomez
    ↳ May
    ↳ Seventeen
    ↳ fc: Marlon Texeira
    ↳ magical specialty:
    ↳ roleplayer: Open
    Diego is solitude, shadow and black coffee.
    A lone wolf. Diego is quite the definition of solitary living, preferring to keep to himself most of the time, even during coven rituals. Beyond the murky exterior, he's actually an incredibly interesting individual, and his power is one with undeniable strength.    [/size]





    [size=7pt]Jess Texeira
    ↳ July
    ↳ Seventeen
    ↳ fc: Phoebe Tonkin
    ↳ magical specialty:
    ↳ roleplayer: Open
    Jess is charisma, spice and burning flames.
    An igniting spark. Jess has flare written all over her, danger inter-woven in her personality. She has genuine charm around other people, and a fierce loyalty that comes once in a true blue moon, but is quick to set off, a little too easy to anger, and all with little self-control.    [/size]





    [size=7pt]Dustin Clarke
    ↳ September
    ↳ Seventeen
    ↳ fc: Dylan O'Brien
    ↳ magical specialty:
    ↳ roleplayer: Open
    Dustin is intuition, mint and solid earth.
    A grounded soul. Dustin is the most natural of the six, with his untainted ways and warming personality. With an acute mind, he is, in many ways the thinker, and definitely most of what makes the coven work; the cement between the bricks, the magic within the spell.    [/size]





    [size=7pt]Frankie O'Brien
    ↳ November
    ↳ Sixteen
    ↳ fc: Isabelle Fuhrman
    ↳ magical specialty:
    ↳ roleplayer: Open
    Frankie is spunk, honey and electricity.
    A fun time. Frankie doesn't mind being the youngest of the six, in fact, she embraces it. She has a way with everyone, something they've all come to appreciate and protect. She is an abundance of sweetness, but don't be fooled, there's electricity behind those eyes.    [/size]

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    [size=7pt]magic [maj-ik]
    noun
    ↳ 1. the art of producing illusions as entertainment by the use of sleight of hand, deceptive devices, etc.; legerdemain; conjuring: to pull a rabbit out of a hat by magic.


    [font=georgia][color=black][size=7pt]witch [wich]
    noun
    ↳ 1. a person, now especially a woman, who professes or is supposed to practice magic, especially black magic or the black art; sorceress. compare warlock.


    [font=georgia][color=black][size=7pt]coven [kuhv-uhn, koh-vuhn]
    noun
    ↳ 1. an assembly of witches, especially a group of thirteen.


    [hr]


    [font=georgia][color=black][size=7pt]Seventeen years ago, six women belonging to a powerful coven of thirteen witches, all gave birth.


    One month apart, all within the one year.


    Of course this was planned. However, the women, unaware of this, dismissed it as a coincidence. But in a world where monsters of the deepest parts your imagination roam freely, and witches live in secret among your townspeople, coincidences are a myth.


    This, the Aztecan coven, the most powerful in North America, consisted of six couples, and a ring-leader, who was older than his fellow witches and always seemed to have a way with them. He, Blackwell, was dark in nature, but their love and admiration for him blinded them.


    Blackwell, with malicious intentions in mind, hexed the six couples so that on the first day of every odd month, the following year, one of the six women would give birth. He was no madman though, there was reasoning behind this. With the use of incredibly powerful and extremely dangerous black magic, he had been able to make it so that each woman would birth on the night of her month's full moon; the time at which a witch's powers were at its peak.


    And also the time at which black magic and darkness was at its peak.


    After the final child was born and put through the ceremonial rituals of their coven's culture, a great darkness was released. Blackwell had succeeded. With the coven's circle still etched in the beach's sand, he was able to harness the residue of power from their ritual and direct the darkness toward himself, becoming completely and utterly overwhelmed by the black magic. As soon as the darkness overtook him, the witches of the coven came to, as if waking up from a year-long sleep, and realised what Blackwell had done. The twelve, daring enough to confront Blackwell raced to the beach to find him awaiting them, trusting their parents to protect the children, who'd all been gathered into one house. The older witches watched, in horror, their children fall at the hand of Blackwell. At the hand of the darkness.


    Then everything went black.


    When light flooded back into their eyes, all that remained on the beach were the bodies of the twelve, strewn about the damp sand, wisps of dark smoke still visible.


    The six children were all affected by the dark magic that was released on the night of November's full moon. This black magic made them stronger than your average witch, but it also made darker. The all inherited the abilities and elements of their parents, but their light was tinged with the power they inherited from Blackwell.


    Fast-forward sixteen years, and the children are all juniors in highschool, living the lives of six normal teenagers, completely oblivious as to their powers.
    It turns out that the grandparents hid their true identities from them in hopes of protecting them from the darkness that killed their own children.


    But something strange, and inexplicable is happening to the six. They can do things that they shouldn't be able to do. Things that no human should be able to do.
    [/size]

  • ☉ the secret circle // sign-ups // open

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    [size=7pt]Our characters, the six witches knew of their ancestry. But when they were younger, when their grand-parents first told them that they were all from long, powerful lines of witches, everyone thought it was a tale, bed-time story material. And the fact that their grand-parents had laughed along with them only confirmed that they were only stories.


    But on the first birthday of the year they would all turn sixteen, the six discover that the fairytales are actually true. They all were already close-knit before, being the only ones to live on New Salem road, but this secret brought them even closer.


    [hr]


    [font=georgia][color=black][size=7pt]The roleplay starts in October of the following year, as the six settle into senior year life of High-school. Since discovering their powers the previous year, the six have been able to find five out of six Books of Shadows, that had been owned by their parents and hidden by their grand-parents. With those, they have grown unbelievably powerful, finding that they harbor the gifts of their parents, and then some.


    On October 30th, the six have found the last Book of Shadows and plan on completing their circle on the night of the 31st, or more commonly known as Halloween night, one of the strongest nights on the Lunar calendar, and for the witches. But it's also the night of the senior dance.


    The six intend on going to the dance but meeting on the beach, at the end of New Salem road, at the stroke of midnight. What they don't know, however, is that strange things will happen at that dance. Possessions, murders, suicides, as if the darkness from the night their parents died is coming back, urging them to complete their dark circle and bring Blackwell back.


    That's where we start, on the day of the dance.
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