Whitlock is a thief, a nuisance, and a troublemaker. They're also a demon, but, like, y'know, that's whatever, who isn't some sort of thing in the Neath. Their house is full of botched machines, dangerous chemicals, a teenage girl who is DEFINITELY not their daughter, a seemingly immortal one-eyed cat, and a raven that decided he lived there one day. It's... a mess. So are they.
- Dr. Whitlock (Whitley) Alabaster Green
- 39
- 6'4
- 235lbs
- Pan, NB
- ... Demon. English tho (Vaguely RP, slightly lisping London accent)
- It's Whitlock. They're only Whitley if they like you. You'll know if they like you.
- Can barely resist adopting every stray animal they meet. No surprise their three housemates are all from the streets
- Speaking of! The only people in the Neath who don't know that Whitley is Liv's adoptive parent aaare... Whitley and Liv. Yeah.
- Their lineage is full of concubi, sirens, imps, and all manner of other demonic types - it's a MESS of a family tree.
- If they get a limb torn off it can move independently and can re-knit itself to their skin if sewn back on... eventually. Seems specific but they found this out firsthand (ba-dum-tsh) when their arm got ripped off and did NOT want to be sewn back on.
- Is a HUGE slut. Like Good LORD
- Olivia (Liv) Martin
- 17
- 5'6
- 143lbs
- Lesbian, Cis
- English (Yorkie)
- Streetsmart. Booksmart. Smartass. Yeah baby triple threat
- Very good at climbing. Like a little gremlin lady. She could scale a house if she wanted and if there was no risk of getting arrested
- Once accidentally called Whitley 'dad' and proceeded to not talk to them for three days
- Has So Many Knives. You have no idea. Seemingly produces them out of thin air
- Writes but you are NOT allowed to read it
- Insists Whitley is just their "pushover landlord" and REFUSES to call them Whitley despite having permission to do so but. Secretly really really cares about them but SHUSH