Okay So Lore time (These charecters arnt connected to the main cast and don’t know who they are :P in the same world, just no interactions) Daria Cosy ransom is an immagrent from Russia- moved to America when she was only 11. Was taken care of by her father and mother. Her mother, anfisia ransom, was a cold, stern, and kind of terrfing women. Her father, Emil ransom, was a tired, grumpy, and disheveled man. They had had some arguments in the past, and cosy would hide in her room and hug her stuffed animal of a bunny. They lived in a poor establishment, earning just enough money for the bare minimum of food, water, boards and nails to patch up the cracks of their house, but not much more than that. Soon, her mother started slipping off while her husband was at his job. She’d come home with kiss marks on her neck- and with a surprising amount of money and wealth. Mr. Ransom was slightly suspicious at the newfound cash, but gladly invited it. it wasent too long for Cosy to put two and two together. She kept it a secret, in fear of her mother’s reaction, but, of course, as always happens. Mr. Ransom found out. There was a terrible argument, worse then ever before, and Mrs. Ransom ran out of the house. A few days later, due to some unknown circumstances, Mr ransom was murdered- found dead in the street with a bullet hole in his chest- they never found the killer. Not longer after, cosy’s mother whisked them both into a new, fancy regal mansion- where her lover resided. Cosy dident like the place one bit from the minute she walked in. The man was Ander keptkins- a powerful billionaire that also had an underground criminal organization. They lived peacefully there for some time, oblivious of the criminal underground that lived beneath their feet, until an error on cosy’s mother’s part was made. She had become bored with mister keptkins, and flirted with his assistant. He was outraged, and sent her to be killed. Cosy, 17, was mortified, and when she was about to be killed, she begged them for an exchange- that if she never told anyone, cleaned up for them, and even cleaned up murders, they would let her live. The agreed, after all, she’s just a kid. What harm could she do? Cosy has been living as the maid for them for quite some time, cleaning up things of normal messes like sweeping, mopping, cleaning the windows, scrubbing the whole place down, but also gorey secrets of murder and executions led by the criminal underground. She never really liked her parents- but she HATED Mr. Keptkins and his gang of mafia, so she decided to slowly, quietly take them down from the inside, not for her parents, but for her own bloody karma. (Description is too long so will transfer to credits)
(Cont.) Bobby was born into a foster care- abandoned by her parents when she was just a baby and raised in the orphanage her whole life. She’s always been a hopeless romantic, and dreamed of true love, or even just friendship in general- somebody to talk to- somebody to play with, but, as being sad and quiet and she always was, she never got much attention from anyone- and was routinely ignored and talked over. When she was old enough to move out of the orphanage and into her own life, she bought an apartment room and set everything up. And yet- still- nobody for her to talk to. She dated some men- none seen fit. They would just leave her in the dust to die- again and again. Then, one day she met a new boy. He was kind, sweet, caring, cool, impressive- slight anger issues, but that wasent a problem! She was just happy to be around someone who didnet leave or overlook her for once. As time went on, he started to do some rough things- hitting her, beating her, throwing glass. He claimed it was all because he loved her- She had no choice not to question. She was wishing and wishing and wishing so hard- and now that she had someone, she wasent going to let him go, even if he was breaking her in the process. She never spoke up- she feared if she did, he would get mad and desert her yet again- leaving her to be all alone. As time progressed, he would head out after dark to hang with his freinds. She was alright with this… at least she’d tell herself that. But- secretly, she was terrified it would happen again- he would leave her- stop caring- or get mad and hurt her again. One day, she got too curious and headed out back to try and see where he was going- He was in a gang group, a gang in kahoots with the criminal underground cosy’s caretaker was in. They saw her. No witnesses. He pulled out a gun. Softly pressed his finger against the trigger In an instant, she was dead. Shot through the heart. She woke up- on the cold, dark floor- a spirit. Grim standing over her- extending his hand- She wouldent take it. She couldent. So driven by sorrow and betrayal and wishing, hoping, begging, she declined, choosing to stay to wander the earth forever. And that’s exactly what she’s doing Wandering… Hoping… Wishing… For company- for support- for something. But doomed to be loveless forever. And blind to someone else falling in love with her..: someone’s who’s been in love with her since she laid eyes on her… right in front of her. Cosy. They met via a traveling tarot card, fortune giving and necromancer named Eirdis loomflow, or, as known as her stage name, batty eyes. (She thought she was very funny- nobody else found it amusing) Batty’s tricks are all a scam- she can’t actually do much. But if there’s one thing she CAN do, that’s necromancy- batty was a witch. She accidentally summoned Bobby one day due to an mis wording of a spell, and just kinda kept her for a bit, bc they became friends. One day, Cosy came for a reading on tactics to help bring down the movement, and immidetly fell in love with Bobby. She visited multiple times to hang out with them, and soon they all became friends.
