Post by Kat on Nov 21, 2016 4:39:14 GMT
Playby|| Jake Abel
Nicknames|| Sil (by his wife), Father (his children)
Age & Birthday|| June 4, 1944 (Died age 40)
Sex & Gender|| Born Male, Identifies as Male
Schooling|| Graduate of Rock County High School
Occupation|| Void.
Sexuality|| Void. He was heterosexual when alive but being dead.. well.
Relationship Status|| He isn’t sure. Does he count himself as Married? Widowed?
Height/Weight|| 6’1”, 0 lbs
Build|| Very tall, thin and lanky.
Hair/Skin/Eyes|| Dirty-blonde hair, Pale Skin, Stormy Hazel Eyes
Distinctive Features|| For some reason, Silas does not appear as he died. Instead, he appears as his early adult self, though he has the mentality and memories of all that had happened when he was alive. He doesn’t manifest often, though. But when he does he can normally fully manifest though his coloring might have a faded look, as if between color and black-and-white.
Health Issues|| He’s deceased. Enough said.
Nationality|| American
Hometown|| Salem, California
Birthplace|| Long Pine, Nebraska
Speech Pattern|| HIs voice is kinda gravelly, a little sullen.
Personality|| When he was alive, Silas was a man with an impaired mind, though it was never diagnosed because of the era he was alive in. Silas suffered from a dissociative disorder that skewed his values and attractions to others. He would also develop unhealthy fascinations with things, particularly the arts and the academy of Metric Arts. Naturally this only got worse with age and circumstances until it was all too much for him and he suffered the mental breakdown that resulted in the death of Mr. Tesslow and the entire Powell family.
At least Silas is not trapped on this plane forever with a broken mind. No, he is able to think clearly and carefully, a cool and collected spirit though he still harbors much resentment towards Metric Academy. He does not know how many years have passed since his death, but he knows it has been a long time by the growth of the trees in Salem forest.
Likes|| wandering the woods, scaring people, the sound of thunder, keeping away from Calvin and the family, music playing, artwork, watching artists, playing piano
Dislikes|| going near the family home, people researching and/or talking about the legend, people disrespecting him, Holy ground, Metric Academy
Strengths|| Intelligent, Feels Guilt, artistic, even-tempered
Weaknesses|| Unable to express Guilt, intense, isolated, selfish
Fears|| His family finding out about him. He doesn’t know how they would react so he finds it best to avoid them. He also fears the repercussions of what he did in his lifetime.
Hobbies|| wandering, haunting
Clothing Style|| His clothing reflects the styles of the 1960s, since that is the era in which he was a young man.
Music Taste|| Silas is particularly drawn to piano and violin music.
Religious Preference|| He isn’t too sure, actually. Even being dead he doesn’t know if there is a big man upstairs or what. He does know the option of hell seems all too real.
Political Preference|| He’s dead he don’t care about that crap.
Habits|| Even though he never means for it to actually happen, sometimes Silas will break into a rage This is most likely due to the type of spirit he is. When his rages are over he tends to run away.
Zodiac Sign|| Gemini
Myers-Briggs|| ENTJ-A, the Commander
Enneagram|| Type Three, the Achiever
Temperament|| Melancholic
Alignment|| Lawful-Evil
Family Members||
Anna Powell|| Wife, deceased
She was the only other thing in Silas' life that he became obsessed with. He knows she is trapped in the Powell place but fears appearing to her.
Calvin Powell|| Son, deceased
They were once close, before all the madness began. But even if he never sees Calvin he can feel the burning hate Calvin has for his father.
Georgia Powell|| Daughter, deceased
Silas was never close with his daughter but he knows her hate for him is as strong as her brother's. Another reason to avoid the family home.
Social Life|| Even after his death Silas has maintained a very secretive and a-social behavior. He doesn’t let his presence be known unless drastic action is required to scare off living beings. He avoids the spirits of his family, preferring that they do not know of his existence. He can usually be found in the woods by Metric and occasionally he will actually set foot on the grounds--though only to thwart any action from Calvin to lead living beings to the resting place of the Powell family
Notable Abilities|| Silas doesn’t possess any abilities that are necessarily unique to only him, but he is able to make the ground of the Salem forest to tremble. Tree limbs have also been known to unexpectedly fall. Also, it would be good to note that while he doesn’t manifest, he does actually cast a shadow (though it is only really revealed by a flash of light).
Home|| He seems to be bound to the woods by Metric Academy, though on the eve of his death he will be drawn to hang around where he killed himself.
Calvin Powell|| Son. Their relationship is.. Strained to put it lightly. When Calvin was a kid Silas adored his son. They were quite close, but what made that so was his son’s knack for artistry. Now that was absolutely wonderful! Unfortunately Silas’ dissociative disorder made it difficult to connect with his son in any other way and the rejection from Metric Academy seemed to only make Silas think Calvin wasn’t worth anything. He grew distant to his son, especially emotionally abusive. Everything only escalated until the day Silas snapped and killed Calvin. Now that his mind is clear, though, Silas is ashamed of how he treated his family and avoids contact with them (Especially Calvin).
Most people think they know the whole story. The newspapers, the police, even a few educated members of Salem society seem to believe they have everything known about the Powell tragedy. But in order to understand how such a terrible thing could have happened, one has to delve into the makings of the man by whose hand committed such an atrocious and heinous crime.
Silas Powell was born to Ernest and Bettie Powell on June 4, 1944. The pregnancy had been a healthy one but Silas was no ordinary child. He found it hard to relate to others. Human interaction was difficult and strained. The only thing that seemed to make sense was art. Silas would stare at his father as he painted beautiful landscapes, the boy amazed by every brushstroke, every color. He begged his father to teach him how to create such beauty.
His talents soared and by the time his teen years came around, his parents spoke with him about possibly sending him to a school that Ernest had attended. Metric Arts Academy. Even the name spoke to him. This school was amazing, one of the elite where those that graduated were seen as gods of their field. Surely with his talents he would be accepted and Silas Powell would become a master of the beauty he created.
His first application denial was a shot to the heart. Silas faltered upon the news, throwing a tantrum only seen in toddlers and throwing things around the room. How dare this elite school, this heaven of a school, reject a boy who was born to attend its halls! Next year had to be different. They had to let him attend.
The second denial brought another tantrum. His parents began to worry about their son’s obsession with getting into Metric. But the boy remained determined that he could get in. A third denial. A fourth.. There was one last chance. If he could get into its college program.. But alas, he was denied even that.
Silas did not attend any sort of college. Instead, he left his parents’ home and set out for Salem, California which was still in the process of turning from a farming community into a busy town. Getting a job as a farm’s handyman, Silas kept an eye on how Metric tended to its business. Then, he met her. The angel of his life with dark brown hair and the most beautiful smile and laugh one could ever hope for. Silas was drawn to her, had to have her. Actively pursuing her, Silas and Anna were married by the time they were both twenty. The next year Anna birthed a son, whom they named Calvin.
At first Silas seemed to not show interest in the boy. Even the birth of their daughter Georgie seemed to not faze him. But then.. The children began to show a knack for art. Silas’ attention was won and there was hope yet. If Silas couldn’t get into Metric, surely his children would! He was so excited and began to encourage his children to pursue their talents.
The first rejection for his son was heartbreaking. How could pure talent not be recognized? Silas became bitter, seeing his childhood flash before his eyes. He began to grow distant to the rest of his family, shouting harsh statements to them. The second denial a year later and Silas sought out to find out whom were on the acceptance committee.
Mr. Tesslow’s name came up and Silas began to send the man awful, hateful letters expressing his anger over the denial of his son. Even his daughter began to be denied. Silas began to steal things from Metric Academy, stashing them all in the attic space of the home and even made himself an imitation degree, which he proudly hung on the wall, his insanity starting to take hold.
Silas became cruel and harsh. Before sending in the what would be the last applications for his children, Silas composed a letter to Mr. Tesslow, warning him not to deny his children admittance another time. The warning went unheeded and the denials came in. His mind snapped. That evening Silas waited for the man outside Metric and ambushed him, dragging him back to the Powell home and tying him up in the basement. Stuffing the man’s mouth with a dirty rag, Silas paced in front of the man he could only see as an enemy, brandishing an axe in his hands.
Hours after the muffled screaming ended, Mr. Tesslow was in pieces and Silas was covered in the man’s blood. The next phase of his revenge was just beginning. Boxing up the man’s head, Silas went up to his home and washed the blood off of himself, a harsh look to his family members their only warning to remain silent on the matter. He then composed a letter to the school’s headmaster, taking hours to find the right words.
Silas left the box and letter on the headmaster’s doorstep, returning home to his family. After dinner he disappeared into the basement, picking up the axe and looking around at the remains of Mr. Tesslow. His grip around the handle of the axe tightened and he unleashed a few more hacks but it was not enough. He still had anger. But who was it at? His eyes lifted upward. Sitting in the very chair he had killed Mr. Tesslow in, Silas began to sharpen the axe, waiting.
Nighttime fell and he heard the sounds of the family retreating up to the bedrooms. Silas followed in pursuit, the axe down by his legs. He hovered over their beds one at a time, unleashing several hacks and slashes at their bodies, blood spraying and drenching the walls, the bedding, his clothes, his skin.
He stared at their bodies for a while before dragging them one by one down to the family car. Taking a shovel, he drove out to the one place he could think of and buried his family into a single grave, tossing them in and filling the hole back up. When the deed was done, Silas ran a hand through his blood-stained hair and let out a strangled cry, the realization of what he had just done hitting him. He was without everything that made this earth seem worthwhile. There was no reason to live anymore.
He walked to Metric Academy, holding the rope he had used to drag his family’s bodies. He found himself in front of the great tree by the entrance. Climbing up onto one of the massive limbs, Silas solemnly secured the rope around his neck and let his body fall. His legs flailed and his eyes bulged as he slowly suffocated, then. He went limp. At 3 o’clock in the morning Silas Powell was dead.
The events behind his death prevented him and his family from passing on from the early coil. But while his family were bound to the home where they died, Silas was bound to the spot where they were buried. Being of sound mind now that he has died, Silas is fully aware of everything he has done his entire life. The thought of encountering his family frightens him so he avoids the family home, keeping to the woods and sometimes wandering onto Metric’s campus. He knows Calvin tries to lead living beings to the resting place of the Powell family but Silas does everything in his ghostly power to prevent that from happening.
Honestly, Silas fears what his family being found would mean. For he has a feeling that once they are found they would pass on to wherever it was that benevolent beings went. And Silas.. Deep down he knows what awaits him and being with his family is not it. Though, if he were to be with them, they most likely hated him more than anyone could ever know for taking their lives. He supposes he could let his family be happy for once but let’s face it, Silas has always been selfish and it is just something that can’t be shaken.
Notes||
- Silas appears how he did when he was 25 years old, though it is unknown as to why. Perhaps it has to do with that being the first time he was actually happy with his life.
- There will be times where Silas thinks he is in the year 1984 and he might confuse people--particularly staff-- for those he was familiar with in that time.
- Silas does experience guilt over the murders he committed but the nature of his spirit alignment stops him from being able to express it. It causes him pain (yes pain) if he attempts to.
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