Thomas Andica, from Camp Kalthorne, a roleplay on RPG

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Thomas
• Ghost •
• You and I •
• Kids (Aint All Right) •
• Like Lovers Do •
Dialogue Colour || #27DE8A
Thought Colour || #27DE8A
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F U L LXN A M E
Thomas Josiah Benjamin Andica

N I C K N A M E (S)
Tommy | He's become fond of it and only answers to that one
Casper | To say he isn't a fan is an understatement, he hates it

B I R T H D A Y
October 29th, 1830 | Scorpio

A G E
One Hundred Eighty-Nine years old | Died at Twenty-two years old

S P E C I ES
Ghost

S E X U A L I T Y
Homosexual | Asexual

G E N D E R / S E X
Cis-Male | He/Him

E T H N I C I T Y
German, Ashkenazi Jewish, and Dutch

H O M E T O W N
Wyckoff, New Jersey

C A B I N
Eight

H E X
#27DE8A

S T Y L E
Unlike most people his age, or at least at the age that he died at, his sense of style is what one would consider odd. It's more on the end of formal, and old fashioned. Even when he dresses down, it's not what people would consider for comfort and casual wear. No matter where he goes he's usually the one standing out in a crowd and not always in a good way. X, X, X, X, X, X, X, X, X

H E I G H T & B U I L D
5' 11" | Rather fit but lanky and tall

A P P E A R A N C E
Tommy mostly takes after his mother in appearance; he shares her rather light olive tone and warm, chocolate-brown eyes that become a deep red when hit by sunlight. His hair, short and styled with a fringe, is also a dark brown like her's was. Alternatively, he inherited many of his father's strong features and much less of his mother's ethnic attributes as a result. Overall, he is a decently handsome young man, and he is rather aware of that fact, slight cockiness, but not arrogant.

He doesn't have much going for himself in terms of raw muscle and size or intimidation, but he figures that's not such a bad thing in his line of work. What he lacks in apparent strength, he more than makes up for it with his intelligence and charisma.

One of his most endearing qualities is that when he smiles, he does so with the entirety of his face. The sincerity behind every expression that lifts his features, or even weighs them down, has a strange way of giving him the air of a person whose motivations can be trusted. He can light an entire room with his presence and the infectious childish energy that he emits. While his expressiveness is an asset in its own right, it is also one of his greatest weaknesses; the inability to hide what he is truly feeling from those who would seek to manipulate him.

L I K E S
Coffee, or at least the smell of it as he can't really drink it anymore // Disney movies, specifically the classics as they were the only really good movies in his opinion // The changing of seasons, or more specifically fall and winter, simply the aesthetic of the changing colors or blankets of white snow always seem to intrigue him the most // Literature and books, seeing as how it's where he was able to learn the most from the outside world he has spent much of his time spent reading books and learning about the world that way // Spending time with people and being able to learn about their life experiences and history, he's always been one that looked forward to meeting new people // Boys, especially the pretty ones, it's not surprising as he's one of the biggest flirts //

D I S L I K E S
Being a ghost, it shouldn't come across as such a shock that he hates being a ghost and wishes there was some way of getting a body back // Not being able to leave the camp, seeing as that was the last place that he was alive, he is stuck there forever and has no way of experiencing the world outside of the camp's grounds // Phasing through objects and getting stuck, there has been more than one occasion where he's phased through something and found himself getting stuck as he'd panic // Thomas hates closed in and small spaces, something about being restricted in movements causes panic // He hates snobs or people that think they're above others, he sees everyone as the same and doesn't understand why some people don't have the same view as him // Being disturbed from his reading, not many things bother him, but when he's reading a good book and is disturbed it tends to annoy him more than anything else //

Q U I R K S & H A B I T S
One of the things that others find Thomas doing is spying on the others since he can turn invisible whenever he wishes, people often find him spying on them, not in a crude or perverse way, but due to his childish naivety // He tends to stutter whenever he talks to new people, while he does like talking with people, no one ever said that he was a good talker, more of a listener than speaker as he has a small stutter, especially when nervous //

P E R S O N A L I T Y
Thomas' parents had by far the biggest impact upon the person he is today, as well as the time period that he was alive in. He remembers that they both had such vibrant personalities and open views, but they were drastically different from one another. It seemed to be that they always balanced each other out in the best of ways possible. Where his mother was gentle, nurturing, and intelligent; his father was wild, creative, and charismatic. So different were these two that they quite frequently competed among themselves as to whose traits would be most apparent in the boy. His mother taught him patience and sensitivity whereas his father was more of a creative and emotional outlet. Combining the influence of both, Tommy developed into quite the character, even as a young boy. And at the time of his birth, someone who was obviously as flamboyant and 'none traditional' in that time was an unseen and uncommon place, but for him and his family, he was like anyone else, and was allowed to act however he wanted to be.

Nowadays, Tommy is typically well-known in his immediate social circles for his tendency to act as a mood-maker; his innately bright personality makes this an easy enough task on the best of days. Not as dense or simple-minded as most presume him to be, but he rarely takes note of such opinions - unless he has no choice. He is thoughtful and fair-minded when the situation calls for it, or silly and childlike if a smile is all that's needed. It's generally understood that if a person is in need of help, Tommy will offer an ear, a shoulder, or a smile without a moment's hesitation. He wholeheartedly believes that there isn't a single person in the world who can't be reached with enough time and effort, which makes him something of an emotional doormat for those with the worst of intentions or no desire to be helped. He shares his father's stubbornness in that regard, coupled with his mother's selfless nature.

Unfortunately, the incident that occurred in his past shook him in ways that are still very much apparent in his life and the loss of his life itself are a constant reminder for him with how quickly and fleeting life is. He is constantly reminded and haunted with quick flashes and memories of the last moments of his life that while he is an outgoing and always positive person, even he too has his dark times and a small shadow that lurks behind him, even if he can't exactly what happened that took his life. All he remembers is a sharp and hot pain in his back as well as the feeling of absolute fear and panic, and it was over. He hopes to one day unravel the truth behind his death, just hoping when he finds out the truth, that it gives him some closer, but he honestly isn't exactly sure of what he's expecting..

S P E C I E S >> GHOST
Thomas is one of your average run of the mill types of ghosts. Not able to normally communicate with people or do things they otherwise would have when still alive. Once dying, ghosts lose the ability, or more so the need for eating, sleeping, and everything a human would need to do to survive. If ghosts tried hard enough, they could become tangible for short bursts of time, but only if they focused hard enough. But for the most part, spirits with unfinished business are trapped in the mortal realm, only able to interact with items or be seen as brief shadows or heard as some whispers or ramblings. But thanks to the magic used on the camp, Tommy is able to essentially be mortal once more, being able to be seen and heard by others, and able to interact with things better than he could otherwise. If he wants to be able to fully exist as a 'human' again, he does have to focus on his abilities a little more than usual, to fully interact with things as he can occasionally phase through things or cause things to break or be thrown if he overreacts or becomes angered. And the usual ghost has no real memory of their past life, which is often an orrurance for their hauntings, as they are confused and not sure of why they're still there or what is going on, on their end of reality.

A B I L I T Y
Ever since being forced to haunt the campgrounds, Thomas has had the ability to be human again and interact with things and people, except for the need to eat and sleep. Without having to rely on those things or no human limitations, he can do things he used to be able to before his life was taken from him. Unlike most ghosts, Thomas was able to remember most of his past life, or at least what bits he can remember, and as such it has helped him improve his connection to his powers and be able to be tangible more often than most ghosts. He is still able to move things and phase through things if he really wants to, or even able to completely disappear from sight if he wishes. He just has to watch out, because if he phases out too often and for long periods of time, it could completely erase him from existence, with no way of reversing it, and not able to cross over.

T A L E N T S
Thomas is one of the few people that have learned to speak multiple languages fluently, as he spent many years studying the old books in the library he can speak and read Latin and other ancient languages with ease // As he's spent so much time reading, he is a rather fast reader and due to it he can read things in a pinch if things are dire, but if he's rushed or panicked he tends to be slower // His persuasiveness with how he talks, he's one that knows how to talk and use his words wisely //

W E A K N E S S E S
Any physical or stressful situations, as his mind is stronger than his body he isn't the strongest person around and as such he's usually the last person people go to for help unless it's something knowledge related // The fact that he is rather naive for his age, he is easy to trick and lie to compared to the others //

H I S T O R Y
From what Thomas manages to remember, it all started rather simply in 1830. He was the only child born to a middle-class family in Wyckoff, New Jersey, life was rather simple and laid back compared to the busier places that surrounded it, especially across the river such as New York. Over the years the town changed and evolved, but it stayed the same. People living their lives often leaving others alone. In the midst of this, the Andica family resided peacefully. Happily raising their one and only child who they named Thomas, after his grandfather. He was a happy and bubbly child from an early age, and with two loving and open-minded people, he grew up having the best life he would be able to have, even though they didn't have the money to give him the things a child his age deserved. He had simple things and was content, never asking for things as he knew his family couldn't afford it. Growing up Thomas found himself having large circles of friends as he was the kid known for being outgoing and friendly, never caring who the person was or where they came from.

It was when he entered high school that he realized something wasn't right with himself. While all the boys his age had girl-friends or were busy talking about girls, he was noticing he looked at the boys with pretty faces and shapely bodies, or the big and strong men with muscle definition and strong jawlines. It was then that he told his parents, and the supported him the best they could but kept it hidden as back then people didn't take kindly to people that were homosexual or 'none traditional'. As the years went on, he found himself accepting who he was, and it was when he was twenty-one after graduating high school that he found his first boyfriend. His name was Luther, and just like Thomas, he wasn't normal. It was then that he was told that Luther was an elf, or well, half-elf and that he wanted to run away from their home and go someplace safe, that was not only accepting of the supernatural but of people like Tommy as well. It was through whispers and rumors that they came across Kalthorne Lake, and found a place that was welcoming.

Thomas and Luther were able to live there peacefully and happily, Luther had a place where he was able to learn more about his kind, and Thomas had a place that he could be safe as well. It was about a year later after being at the camp that strang ongoings began happening around the camp. Soft and ghostly voices were heard at late hours of the night, shadowy figures were seen in reflections, and people began to go missing. To only show up weeks to months later, but as a walking corpse. No one knew where it came from or why, but Ms. Kalthorne and her staff did what they could to keep it from happening again. And weeks following that, life was normal, until one night Luther woke up to find Thomas missing. He was gone for months, without a trace. Luther was devastated and confused, as well as worried. Eventually, Thomas came back, but he was different. He didn't eat, didn't sleep, never got dirty or needed to shower. He tended to feel cold as if he could never get warm. It was then that Luther realized, that with how Tommy was acting and how he came back with no recollection of what happened, he began to look into what happened. Eventually, months after digging, Thomas said that he had phantom pain in his back and occasionally had flashes of memories of things he didn't remember.

The fact that he never aged as time went on, it was obvious that something terrible had happened, as well as Thomas, was never able to leave the campground, but Ms Kalthorne and her staff never seemed bothered by the fact that Thomas was now a ghost. Their lack of care and Thomas' constant pleading of it being okay is what drove Luther away, leaving the camp knowing full well that Thomas couldn't follow. Thomas was gutted and has been at the camp ever since, hoping one day that Luther will come back, and hopefully Thomas can leave the camp, but only if he can get a new host, as he has been practicing. And with new campers arriving, who knows what could be in store for him..

Camp Kalthorne, a place that became a home and safe harbor for those that were deemed different or 'too dangerous' to be out in the mortal world by most for hundreds of years. As any and all that heard of the safe haven for the supernatural heard, it was a dream come true and for some it was too true. A place for others to come and be away from any and all society that would give them any issues or difficulty in their own journey of life. A place where it didn't matter where you came from or who you were, the only thing that mattered is who you became while you were there. Others saw it as what it was said, a place for them to be themselves, unashamed and no worry in the world, while others saw it as a place for rehabilitating those that were indeed too dangerous for the outside world. In reality, it was both. The camp grounds were ultimately what the campers made of it and how they saw things decided how it was for them in return. And so, the camp continued to live on for hundreds of years, seeing thousands of different supernatural beings come and go as their time at the camp came to an end, and for that wanted to stay could if they so desired. It was paradise with very limited rules, and the rules they did have were fair. As long as you attended the meetings and training courses separated throughout the day, you could do whatever else you wanted in your spare time, but learning to control your abilities were a must. And as long as you showed that you were actively trying to improve your control, you were well left alone and almost no trouble could be really caused on the grounds due to the magic-infused with the property. Or at least that what they made everyone believe, either as a safeguard, or something else entirely remained to be seen. But what they did know, was that it was a safe place, regardless of its questionable history.

Now, this year new and old campers return to the old camp in the woods, far away from any and all signs of society. The grounds were seemingly endless when one entered and seemed to go on forever, always have new places to explore and secrets to discover. A large majority of the North and West parts of the camp were covered by dense and thick forests. Even in broad daylight anyone would have difficulty seeing well enough if they weren't prepared. To the South and East, were rolling hills and empty fields along with the beach and lake that seemed to go on even further than the woods. Deep, sheer drop cliffs that hung over the edge of the camp's blue waters below were a sight to behold. Seeing the morning sun peer over the mountains in the far distance was a sight many would kill to see. Aside from the grand cave systems that ventured further into the camp's ancient history and areas of the location on which it sat, were the parts that were clearly constructed by people. But nothing was truly out of place or modern. Log cabins with a sense of rustic and homey nature, even the facilities of the camp were designed from another time, but didn't feel out of place. Coming to Kalthorne was like stepping back in time and was a breath of fresh air. Not to say that the camp wasn't functional or kept up with resources, where it mattered everything was up to date and functional. The only modern-day thing the camp lacked was an internet connection and technology aside from the intercom and facilities such as top of the market air conditioners, fridges and microwaves, washers and dryers, and their bathrooms weren't your typical camp bathrooms. They were fully functional and rather nice bathrooms with both showers and baths as options if one so desired. With full body mirrors, tile flooring, as well as having the option of one-way mirrors, where one could see outside but no one was able to see in. Might as well be able to enjoy the scenery while you're getting ready for the day, especially the in the female dormitory.

To say this camp was a paradise for the supernatural beings that existed in the world, was a bit of an understatement. There were next to no rules, and the rules that existed were very loose and not debilitating. Something that was refreshing for people that came to the camp as many others were more of a straight to the point and didn't let its residents enjoy themselves. This was a place of reform, but also a place they could try to live as normal of a life before they went back out into the world. The tradition was passed on for hundreds of years and only in recent years did it become fully accepting of anyone from any walk of life and identity. No questions were asked, aside from why you wanted to attend the camp. It was a relatively drama-free place that let its campers do as they wish, even as far as to allow drinking, mild drug use and even the encouragement of forming relationships and friendships amongst the others. Now, we find ourselves in the current year of 2020. New campers, as well as old, find themselves entering the camp rounds once more.

Which was a common sight were that once those that stepped on the camp's grounds, that they were given a human form if they so desired. So it wasn't uncommon to see beings such as druids and dyads being in a human form compared to their natural state. Or the satyr's and goblins, as well as ghouls and vampires and werewolves. No matter who found their way to the camp or why, all had one thing in common. A place of safety and solitude where they could find themselves to be free and learn to harness and possess their abilities and more...carnal side of nature. This year returning and new students alike have been at Kalthorne for a little over three weeks now. Whether they've tried murdering their cabin mates or perhaps made some rivals already within the short few weeks of being at the camp is anyone's guess. But one thing is for certain, some strange on-goings have already started to go around the camp in just a few short weeks since its big grand-reopening, and it has raised some cause for alarm among not only the staff, but also some of the returning campers.

Rion Dewmont

Fallen Angel | outfit : herex|xhex: #800000

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The midsummer sun had began to make its way through the trees, piercings its golden glow through the campground. Birds and forest animals began to chirp and whir to life as everything seemed to settle down as the moon rose and would begin to come back to life as the sun took its place. Several of the campers would already have been awake and enjoying their early morning routines as they prepared for their schedule. Four classes a day, three meals that were to be had in the mess hall unless given a specific allowance, and whatever else anyone would want from the camp. Unlike some of the campers, some were still well asleep as the sun came in through their cabin windows, disrupting their slumber. Finally, a low and dull alarm would begin to sound throughout the camp as it was signaled for all to finally begin getting ready for their day, as breakfast would start soon as well as their first class of the day. A low grumble and turn sounded from one of the beds as one of the campers struggled with getting out of bed, which was a constant. It was only then as their eyes peeked through the blankets of their bed that reality hit them. The alarm for the camp as a whole had gone off, meaning one thing, they slept through their personal alarm once again. "Shit..." they muttered as they rolled out of their bed, their feet hitting the cold hardwood floor below. Soft foot patters echoed through the room as the individual shuffled throughout their room in search of clothes. They had made it a distinct point of locking their door in recent days as the two that shared this cabin, in particular, had a nasty habit of simply walking into a room without knocking which had lead to less than savory outcomes. After finally finding an outfit of simply just throwing things together they rushed into the bathroom and brushed their hair and simply gave it a messy bun and considered it good enough for now.

Rion ran to the other end of the hall, and after knocking on the door once threw a small pillow into the room at the sleeping form in the other bed as they called out, "Britta, we're late! They're gonna kill us if we don't leave soon!" the angel called out as they doubted Britta was already up and awake. They both of them had a nasty habit of sleeping in and missing their alarms, and this morning wasn't unlike the others. Normally they'd wake up to the sound of their own set alarm, but with the past few days having been nothing but constant training and work-outs, they were exhausted. After grabbing a few small things and stuffing them into their pockets they called out once more, "Brit! We really gotta go!" they called out once more as they waited for their cabin mate to hopefully come out soon and be ready to go. They knew full well that by the time they arrived at the mess hall that most of the others if not all would be there already. First impressions were not their strong suit, but being in a cabin with someone else that was bad with time management was one of them apparently. The past few weeks since Rion had first stepped foot on the camp were interesting to say the very least. They hadn't seen that many other supernatural forces in one play coinciding with the others. Sure there was some drama and some fighting every now and then, but with the faculty having ways of keeping the campers from killing each other, it wasn't as bad as most would think of hormonally charged young adults, supernatural ones at that.

Thomas Andica

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a character in “Camp Kalthorne”, originally authored by Wolf's Bane109, as played by RolePlayGateway

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