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{ wolfgang novogratz, cis man, he/him } have you heard that ( mike munroe ) from ( until dawn ) appeared in town?  i know, i can’t believe it either.  he is ( twenty-two ) years old and is a ( law student ).  I’ve heard that he has a tendency to be ( driven & persuasive ) and ( vain & immature ), and they have ( none ) of their old memories.

BASICS

name: michael munroe nicknames: mike, mikey age  / birthday: 22 /  may 25th astrological sign: gemini-taurus cusp hometown: alberta, canada ( though ivywood in his memory ) height: 6′3″ occupation: law student gender  /  pronouns: cis man  /  he/him orientation: heterosexual

THE PAST

depending on how the game is played, there’s different events ; there’s a lot to cover so alas here’s his wiki. but !! since it has been almost six years since this game came out ( & i’m still not over it bye ), here’s a smol rundown of this asshole <3. when/if he ever does get his memories back, he’ll remember himself as the SOLE SURVIVOR outcome just cause we love pain :) :) :).

( tw: bullying, death, cannibalism mention, creatures/wendigo )

a year before the incident, mike & his friends were staying at the washington’s vacation lodge — hannah was known for having a crush on mike, despite the fact that he was dating emily at the time. they prank hannah by having mike confess his attraction to her while the other friends hide & film it ( with the exception of josh, sam, & beth ). things get a little 👀 when the others reveal themselves, ofc embarrassing hannah. they pull the it’s just a prank speech, but hannah runs outside, soon followed by her twin beth — they disappeared & were never seen again ... in human form at least :)

a year later they all come back to the lodge for a reunion, only now mike is dating jessica, emily’s former best friend. shit gets real™, & eventually the group finds out that josh was pranking them all for killing hannah & beth ... but also because of the cursed land & of a mining accident that happened in 1952 ( one that required the miners to resort to cannibalism to live ), hannah turned into a wendigo in her efforts to survive and is attacking them ... bless.

they then can all live or die one way or another ( with the exception of josh, who turns into a wendigo himself rip ), they’ve been through a lot, bless ‘em. hopefully that made the tiniest bit of sense ?? <3. thanks for coming to my ted talk.

IVYWOOD

his personality is pretty much the same, with the exception of the lovely character development we get throughout the game, unfortunately. so long story short, mike is trash — but with a hidden heart of gold that can make him at the very least recyclable from time to time. he’s ambitious, persuasive ( * sometimes manipulative ), & is definitely a serial dater partly due to his fear of commitment. he fears isolation, yet pushes people away so you know ... make that make sense. in his fake memories, he’s lived here all his life & quite enjoys it since he’s conventionally popular.

smol headcanon: ( tw: injury, amputation ) in the game there’s a moment where curiosity can get the better of mike, causing his left pinky & ring finger to get caught in a bear trap, he can either then make several attempts to open the trap or amputate his fingers, my mike does the later. in his current memory he believes he severely injured them in a sporting accident, but alas <3.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

a fake family !!, exes — more than likely on bad terms, current fling, fwb, brotp, ride or die, squad, someone he tutors, rivals, frenemies, etc <3.

wxlksxflxfx​  /  amelia andrews * !!

Amelia laughed lightly and nodded her head. “While I can see your logic, I don’t know if I could completely agree with it. Just because you can’t see them, doesn’t mean they aren’t hiding around here somewhere. However, I am glad to hear that you are enjoying the event. We do all this work so people will hopefully enjoy it.” She replied. With his words, her head tilted a bit like she was thinking over his offer. “Hmm, can it be a total of an hour? Like maybe not all at one time, but more of a cumulative hour throughout the whole night. That I think I can accomplish.” She figured some times with her friends and Wes, she could make up an hour. 

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                    "well someone’s gotta bear the brunt of the work && i’m glad it’s not me,” he quipped, though quickly added — “ && that it’s done by people who are actually good at it.” mike always followed through on his word, on anything he set his mind too, but that wasn’t always necessarily a good thing. trouble tended to follow, more so than he even knew. when it came to school he was organized, a future lawyer had to be. but in daily life ?? mike had to relax a bit to survive. “usually i’d say no, but i’ll compromise. just try to at least chill more than five minutes at a time. there’s always some drama at these kinda things, but doesn’t make it any less of a party.”

beepxbeep​  /  richie tozier * !!

As soon as he left her arms, he was right back and it felt like home. How many nights had they spent together cuddling under the stars? Strictly platonically of course. How many times had they snuck off together when things were rough? The other loser’s were Richie’s world but having Bev back felt like he was complete again. He kissed the top of her head, dramatically but genuine, and finally pulled away to look at her once more. “Beverly dear, you’re lucky I noticed you at all.” he said and poked her nose teasingly. The entire room felt like it was missing now as his only focus was on his friend. “Do you prefer this version of me or the 40 year old one then because i can’t decide. Although, I will say that missing you guys for 27 years and forgetting was fucking shitty so having us back and being able to grow old with all of you, knowing what we’re capable of in the future? The best fucking luck we ever got.”  Richie knew that them all showing up here was strange and they probably needed to figure it out but he wasn’t in a rush. He just got his friends back, he wasn’t losing that again. Richie took his focus off of the redhead in front of him and went to look around to see if Stan was around before turning back and pulling a pack of Marlboro’s out of his pocket. “What d’ya say? Stan won’t let me but now that you’re here I have a reason to sneak off and smoke. You free now or are you looking for that husband of yours?”

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                    it had always been easy to smile around richie yet this time his words caused it to falter. “perhaps both versions are equally annoying, rich.” a forced smirk remained, slowly beginning to warm her eyes once again at the sight of his pack of cigarettes. richie’s choice of words was CONFUSING, but what wasn’t in this new home of theirs ?? “well richie darling, consider yourself lucky. you can jump to first in line out of my long list of suitors.” tone dripped of sarcasm, finding relief in the much needed smoke break. "i won’t tell if you don’t.” she teased with a quick wink as she flashed her own matching pack of Marlboro’s. just like old times. beverly wanted to pretend, desperately wished she’d suddenly recall her future, but she couldn’t. && the more she snuck glances at richie she knew she couldn’t pretend to have either. their nights shared as friends were countless, considering days in their childhood households were more bad than good. the losers managed to get a VULNERABILITY out of her that she swore she’d never show. richie was one of the first of their friends to weasel his way in that heart of hers. “wanna know something funny ??” brow arched, cigarette dangling from lips once they got outside, lighting it up before tossing her lighter his way out of habit. “truth is i don’t really remember.” dry, humorless laugh escaped from her as she shrugged. “apparently i’m still in the remembering childhood phase, like some shitty back to the future movie. guess the world knew i’d be too powerful if i remembered everything,” she tried, but failed, to jest.

Jake: that’s a pretty rock, Dwight

Dwight: thanks! Feng gave it to me

Feng: I threw it at you

Dwight: She’s very sweet

                    one look at the sky was all it took for luna to be pretty sure it was going to storm later. which only meant that they wouldn’t want to be going back && forth between classes && their apartment. so alas, there they were, lugging all their textbooks around campus. she knew she looked rather FOOLISH, but at the time it seemed like a good idea. now she only had regret, jaw tight with concentration as she clung to the heavy books for dear life, GRATEFUL when the other offered a seat. “oh !! thank you. you’re way too nice.” luna breathed out, plopping down next to alice, yet carefully placing their books down beside themselves. books, whether for pleasure or for university, were things luna held in HIGH REGARD. “you’re a lifesaver.” a grin && a light chuckle, luna’s gaze peered down at the other’s textbook. “you have a test or something ??”

open starter location: ivywood park

when alice had woken that morning, she’d been relieved to see a sky muddled with heavy, dark clouds. the past two days had been intolerably sunny, and she’d had to email her professors stating she wouldn’t be in class due to migraine. which wasn’t entirely a lie. ever since the news of the she’d been getting them more frequently since the realization that they were all trapped here. it was as if that invisible border was blocking her visions more often than not. her frustration was lessened a bit by the preferable change in weather. her economics textbook lay open in her lap, and though her head was down, she was only skimming the pages. it was all stuff she’d studied countless years and years before. besides, she’d already seen that she would pass the test. her dark, spiky head lifted with a friendly smile as someone approached the bench. “ hi. did you want to sit? i can make room. ”

grxngerdanger​  /  hermione granger * !!

“When did you get here, Luna?” Hermione asked genuinely. It seemed like their whole community was turning up and it had been quite the sight. But having Luna here felt like maybe things were normal again. Now the other’s just needed to show up. “Oh this? Thanks, I wore it for someone but I don’t know if it will end up panning out the way I’d hoped. We’ll have to see how things work out with him through the night.” She said and her smile got a little bigger as she moved her focus onto Luna more. “But you look amazing! I love that you are always just yourself. It’s such a nice relief to see you here in all of this chaos. But I know what you mean about it being home.” Hermione said with a nod. “Now if only everyone else could show up, right?”

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                    "about a month or two, give or take. you ??” truthfully the timing of it all was a bit  h a z y . sometimes it felt like she’d been here for years && other times like she just go here. but that’s how time worked right ?? years that, while in them, felt like they’d never end happened so quickly when looking back. at hermione’s words gaze turned genuinely a bit upset at her disappointment. “well if it means anything, they’re foolish to not appreciate it or you if that’s the case. && not to overstep — but i’d say always dress for yourself. you’ll look just as radiant, i promise.” they muttered off, though meant it. “being oneself always attracts the right people.” eventually, even if few && far between in some cases. luna’s smile warmed all the more at the compliment. “it would be nice to have a little reunion, wouldn’t it ?? it feels like it’s been forever. i couldn’t even tell you the last time we were all in one space.”

edgcofgreat​  /  ben hanscom * !!

               Ben  couldn’t  help  the  blush  that  crept  onto  his  cheeks.  Jesus,  he  was  a  grown  man,  why  was  he  acting  like  this?  Because  it’s  Bev,  that’s  why.  “  If  it  makes  you  feel  any  better,  I’m  sure  you’re  a  more  tolerable  drunk  than  I  am.  ”  He  got  giggly  when  he  drank,  and  even  though  he  knew  that  Bev  had  seen  him  like  that  before,  something  about  her  seeing  him  like  that  still  made  him  nervous.  “  Well,  something  tells  me  that  this  isn’t  exactly  the  occasion  to  order  a  beer.  ”  He  chuckled  softly,  looking  toward  the  bar  and  shaking  his  head.  He'd  been  in  enough  formal  occasions  to  know  that.  “  Which  is  exactly  why  I’ve  learned  to  appreciate  a  good  whiskey.  ”

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                    "oh, i don’t know about that ben hanscom ; i can’t see you ever being even remotely intolerable.” how bev behaved while intoxicated depended much on the drink of choice && what happened that night, ranging from the silent overly-emotional type to the happy, affectionate type. ever unpredictable as always. the thought came to her without many other clues, but it felt right. she’d get a clue as to why later that evening. “— you could probably be drunk && still design the prettiest of buildings. architect, right ??” bev mused, only to soon chuckle along with him. “damn, just what i was about to order.” she jested, ordering her usual vodka && mixer — this time cranberry juice. “well, cheers. to you being fancy && us being tolerable drunks.”