Name: Tanisha Duncan

Age: 27

Species: Jackalope

Gender/Pronouns: Cis Women She/Her

Height: 170 cm

Sexuality: Pansexual

Birthday: 5 may
Occupation: Clerk - City Hall or Event Planner - Haunted Haven Vineyard

Personality

Positive
Charismatic ⚫ Devoted ⚫ Ambitious

Tanisha doesn’t need to raise her voice to be heard, nor does she need to stand in the spotlight to draw attention. She’s the kind of woman who simply takes her seat at the table and commands glances with her presence alone. She speaks with a calm confidence that makes her hard to ignore — a quality she wields both socially and professionally. Her charisma is a blend of elegance, intelligence, and carefully measured emotion; she knows exactly when to offer a charming smile, and when to hold someone’s gaze until they start explaining themselves — even though she never asked a question.

Though she may come across as cold or distant at first glance, Tanisha is deeply loyal to those she considers as her "people". Once she loves someone, she protects them like a lioness — not just emotionally, but in a very practical way. She’s the kind of person who’ll pack your suitcase when you’re fleeing a toxic relationship and she's the one who handles the messy details when everything falls apart. Her care isn’t always soft — it’s strong, deliberate, and steadfast.

Whether she’s working, planning a themed evening, or tomorrow’s schedule – she does it with intention and drive. She has the mind of a strategist – always analyzing, researching, drawing conclusions. She’s not afraid of hard work, but she refuses to settle for mediocrity. Tanisha wants more than just stability – she wants purpose and a space to express who she is.

Neutral
Blunt ⚫ Aesthetic sensitivity ⚫ Reserved

Instead of beating around the bush or pretending everything is “fine,” Tanisha is not afraid to point it out something. Some might get constructive criticism from her – maybe even a word of praise, if they’ve truly earned it – or a sharp, less-than-kind remark followed by her calmly going back to sipping her coffee like nothing happened.

Tanisha can recognize quality at a glance—real silk, a well-tailored cut, the right shade of lipstick to match a skin tone. She surrounds herself with beauty because visual order gives her a sense of calm and control. Even her apartment resembles an art gallery: everything in its place, a harmonious color palette, candles chosen not only for their scent but also for their shape. She often mentally critiques the details of others’ outfits—or sometimes, out loud.

She’s definitely hard to read. Tanisha doesn’t show emotion as easily as others—and even when she does, you can’t be sure it’s genuine. Someone could spend an hour with her and still not know if they amused her or bored her. Tanisha values peace and space—both emotional and physical. She might stay quiet for most of the conversation, but later she’ll remember everything: how you smelled, how you laughed, which question you chose not to answer, etc.

Negative
Superficial ⚫ Manipulator ⚫ Stern

Tanisha can judge you by your shoes, your tone of voice, and the kind of watch you wear. To her, “first impressions” is very inportant. Even if she no longer lives in luxury, style and manners still matter deeply to her. When she sees someone sloppy, slovenly, or glaringly uncultured, she instantly assumes they’re not worth her time. Sometimes she’s wrong—but she tries to ignore it… unless the other person proves they’re truly worth a second look. But that doesn’t happen often.

Besides She can intuit people motivations, fears, and weaknesses—and she knows how to use them. She rarely lies outright, but she can steer a conversation so skillfully that someone ends up making her decision as if it were their own. To her, manipulation is just a logical game—sometimes necessary for survival or protecting her own interests. She doesn’t take pleasure in it, but she doesn’t feel guilty either. If no one gets hurt and the goal is reached, then it’s simply a game well played. Sometimes, she manipulates without even realizing it—she’s just that used to being in control.

If Tanisha doesn’t want to do something—it's hard to convince her otherwise. Even if friends say, “It’s just a silly tradition” or “Everyone else is doing it,” she stands her ground. She has her own standards, her own pace, and zero tolerance for pressure. Even when she’s wrong—she needs to come to that conclusion on her own. And if she ends up admitting you were right… don’t expect an apology. Her version of remorse is more like, “Maybe your idea wasn’t completely terrible...”

Character History:

Born in California, Tanisha grew up in a family where prestige and perfection is the cornerstones of everyday life. From an early age, she learned that the Duncan name opens doors. If, of course, you’ve proven your excellence to the older generation to deserve the honor of passing through them. Her mother, Lillian—a former acrobatics champion turned businesswoman—was her role model. Though rarely affectionate, Lillian clearly favored Tanisha. But her relationship with her father, Antwan, a influential attorney, was more formal than warm. Tanisha quickly understood that vying for his attention was a waste of time; it was better to take what you wanted, quietly and efficiently.

~~~~

In the Duncan household, genuine closeness was hard to come by. Sibling rivalry and jealousy were part of daily life, but they were all raised to believe that as monsters, they had to stick together to protect their secret from the world. Tanisha held tightly to that rule—though she had her own opinions about each sibling. With Raymond, her older brother, their bond was marked by neutrality laced with envy over his close bond with their father. With the youngest, Ayanna, things were more tense—frequent arguments and emotional distance, though not without traces of affection. It was Pamela, the older sister and keeper of her secrets, whom Tanisha was closest to. They understood each other without speaking and stood united like allies against the world.

Like all three Duncan children, Tanisha was homeschooled—kept in the safety, far from the risk of exposing their monstrous nature. The curriculum was rigorous: alongside traditional subjects, she studied public speaking, and etiquette. All to ensure that one day, she could enter society with grace and poise. But in her spare time, she immersed herself in fashion. Sketching designs, sewing miniature dresses, and dreaming of becoming a designer. But in her family’s eyes, that was nothing more than a "cute hobby", not a real career...

And yet, even in this tightly controlled world of rules and expectations, something happened that disrupted the order.

~~~

At eleven years old, Tanisha met Marcus, a werecat boy and the son of the cook employed at the Duncans’ resort. She was charmed by him, but their acquaintance began with a string of petty skirmishes: sarcasm, pranks, and a quiet tension that only grew over every summer. It all came to a head in scandal—Tanisha spread a rumor, that jeopardized Marcus mother’s career, and in retaliation, he humiliated her in front of their peers by mocking her sketchbook. The clash ended in a blazing row, and fot that, their punishment was shared kitchen duty until the end of the summer. After anger gave way to silence, there was a moment they finally listened to each other. The hostility faded, replaced by a fragile thread of understanding. Something had begun to bloom between them—but then the connection was cut short. Tanisha returned the following summer with hope in her heart… only to find out that Marcus and his mother moved away...

The memory of Marcus gradually faded, but something in Tanisha had changed. She began to realize that being someone’s daughter wasn’t enough. She still admired her mother, but she could no longer be blindly devoted to her. In fact the life that had been mapped out for her—prestigious studies, a carefully arranged marriage, and the role of the perfect housewife—started to feel suffocating. Even the bond with Pamela, once so strong, weakened. Her sister was overwhelmed by duties, trapped in the unfulfilled role of a wife and mother — something Tanisha noticed more clearly than anyone.

Against her family’s expectations, Tanisha rebelled—she wanted to study abroad, far from the shadow of the Duncan name. The decision caused an uproar: her mother was disappointed, her father furious. It was the first open confrontation in which Tanisha openly challenged the family's rules. Eventually, a compromise was reached: she could leave, as long as she set her own goals, stuck to them, and returned after graduation.

That was enough. The promise bought her freedom.

~~~

That’s how she ended up on a foreign campus—unfamiliar, yet full of possibility. No one knew her family name. There were no expectations, just space to be herself. She threw herself into her studies with passion. It wasn’t always easy; it was often lonely—but for the first time, she felt like she was truly walking her own path.

She worked wherever she could—from showrooms to PR events. With time she earned a reputation as a woman who knew what she wanted. Not as a someone’s daughter, but as her own person. To many, she was a mystery or perhaps even aloof. But those she allowed close discovered her fierce loyalty, especially toward young women trying to break into the industry. It was then… that someone from her past took notice of her once again. Marcus Hale—no longer the boy from the resort, but a sharp, independent journalism student. Their reunion was like two worlds crashing into each other. Their exchanges played out like a strategic game, brimming with irony, tense and sharp wit. Tanisha, whos always was used to having the upper hand, had finally met someone who didn’t bend under her charm. And yet, though she’d never say it out loud, around him, her "armor" began to crack.

Tanisha fought hard against her feelings for Marcus. Feelings she couldn’t bring herself to accept. She tried to suppress them, convincing herself it was just sexual tension, not love. She knew their worlds were too different—he despised the elites, and she had lived her life surrounded by luxury . Besides, he’d never said anything. He hadn’t stopped her when she left.

So, she kept her promise—finished her studies, returned home with a degree and a solid reputation. But in her heart, the question lingered: was she truly ready to come back, when part of her was still there, with him?

~~~

Her return home wasn’t the triumph she had hoped for. Instead of recognition, she was met with cold politeness and hollow remarks. Everyone but Ayanna kept their distance. Her achievements didn’t align with the parents’s expectations. “A degree and some connections?... That’s not enough... There’s a place for you in your father’s company, so don't worry...” they say.

Tanisha felt hollow—as if all her effort had been for nothing. She was back in a world of fine dining experiences, imposed obligations, and meetings with the fiancé her parents had chosen for her. Weeks passed as she tried to carve out her own space within it all. She dreamed of launching her own clothing brand and threw herself into cultural events, trying to stay connected to something that still felt like hers. And then, during a panel hosted by a prestigious magazine, Tanisha saw Marcus again. Their eyes met—and her heart skipped a beat. They exchanged a few polite words, though something deeper simmered beneath the surface. Before she realized it, she had agreed to meet him.

~~~

They met in the park. Marcus was silent for a long time before finally confessing that he thought Tanisha was going back to the world she truly belonged to — and he hadn’t tried to stop her, not out of kindness, but because he was afraid to hold her back. Yet, he had never stopped thinking about her. For her, he had left everything behind and moved away, taking a risk with no guarantees. But he made it clear—if she didn’t want him by her side and it's make her happy, he walk away.

Tanisha listened but didn’t respond right away but she asked for some time before answering him. For days, she wrestled with the choice: follow her family choices, or trust herself and be with someone who truly completed her. Finally, she called him back. They met again, and she confirmed she wanted to be with him. And her family’s reaction? They found out everything from her ex-fiancé—and they were far from pleased.

Lillian was shaken—she couldn’t understand how her favorite could choose someone from outside “their world.” Antwan, usually indifferent, threatened Tanisha, that he wouldn’t tolerate her rebellious ideas a second time and would throw her out for good. Raymond stayed silent, while Pamela, surprised, dismissed Marcus as a fleeting distraction and urged Tanisha to fall back in line. Only Ayanna stood by her side—and that was enough. Tanisha packed her things and left home.

~~~

She moved in with Marcus. She didn’t count on any “friends” from her old circle. She knew that after breaking with her family, that world would no longer welcome her. All she had was him, and while sharing a studio flat was a big step for a fresh start, they took things slowly, giving themselves time.

Tanisha focused on regaining control over her life. She knew the big companies wouldn’t hire her—most had only been interested in her father’s influence, and that door was now firmly shut. But that didn’t discourage her. She’d already proven in college that she could stand on her own—and she would do it again. She started out as a secretary in a small firm, slowly working her way up and carving out her own professional path. And life with Marcus? It wasn’t always easy. Everyday challenges piled up, and their relationship took effort. They were different in temperament, often clashing, but what bound them was a deep, mutual understanding and compasiona. Marcus protected her from the shadows of her toxic family, and Tanisha stood by him—especially when he left journalism to become a police officer.

Once their finances began to stabilize, they started saving for a house in Grimm Falls—a place where they could finally be themselves, raise their children in future, without fear. Even when unexpected expenses cropped up, they stayed the course. But everything came to a head when Tanisha discovered a chunk of their savings missing, on a surprise trip to Norway, which Markus organized. She was mad at him. But in the silence of snowy landscapes, he got down on one knee and proposed. And just like that, her anger melted away.

~~~

They were one step away from moving in, from everything finally falling into place. But they never got to live together in Grimm Falls.

It started with a dream—dark, heavy, ominous. Tanisha woke with an unshakable feeling that something was coming. Marcus tried to downplay it, but when he saw the fear in her eyes, he promised he’d be careful. He kissed her, smiled... and a few days later, he was gone. Killed in the line of duty.

Time stopped. Everything they’d built shattered in a single heartbeat.

After Marcus's death, her family took her back in—and against her better judgment, Tanisha allowed herself to believe they might have changed. For a brief moment, they were softer, quieter. But the masks soon slipped. To them, Marcus had been a mistake best forgotten and she was expected to return to "normal" as quickly as possible. Only Ayanna stood by her side, truly and without condition. The rest—just like always—tried once again to reshape her in their image. That why, she couldn't take this any longer. Instead of selling the house she and Marcus had meant to share, she packed her things and moved to Grimm Falls.

Gifts

Loved Gifts

Wine
Whisky
Jewelry,
Fashionable clothes,
Pesto rigatoni,
Dried fruit,
Jasmine flower,

Liked Gifts

Mint gum,
Iced coffee
Designer handbags
Perfume
Mango sticky rice
Vinyl records
Everything related to spa days and skin care

Neutral Gifts

Cigarettes
Sweets
Candles
Plushies
Movies
Homemade gifts
Books

Disliked Gifts

Greasy food
Bugs
Caviar
Beer
Peaches
Poor quality fabrics
Gardening tools

Hated Gifts

Dirt
All trash
Plastic jewelry
Rabbit/hare meat and fur
Frogs
Drugs
Cursed items

Extra

She's absolutely terrified of frogs.
Her earrings are enchanted — they shrink or grow depending on whether her ears are human or jackalope.
Writes only with a fountain pen and always have one in her handbag.
Secretly loves watching terrible reality shows... it's her guilty pleasure.
She is allergic to peaches.
Enjoys jazz—strictly the instrumental kind.
She still occasionally draws some clothing designs. Usually when she's on the phone she can do a quick sketch with her other hand.

Species info

Antlers, like those of a deer or antelope, protrude from the skull. Males have larger antlers than females.
Long, soft ears resembling those of a hare.
Eyes that glow in the dark, much like those of animals.
Fine fur covers theirs feet.
A fluffy tail protrudes from the lower back.
Front incisors that come out whenever they want.
Strong or muscular legs built for long-distance running and high jumping. Besides, they have human legs with hare toe.
They can shift into an animal form — larger than an average hare, with antlers remaining.
Able to mimic both animal and human voices, provided they've heard them before.
Possess an ability known as “Leap-Teleportation.” Instead of moving traditionally, they “jump” through space like a flickering flash — vanishing from one spot and reappearing in another. They cannot teleport with another person but they can exceed 30 feet at most.
Thunderstorms cause mood swings but aggression typically taking over them. Each jackalope has their own unique way of calming down during such weather.
While they can consume meat, it must be in small amounts, as it's difficult for them to digest. However, offering rabbit or hare meat to a jackalope is absolutely forbidden. In their culture, such an act is considered cannibalism. Likewise, gifting anything made from rabbits or hares is unforgivable.

Mun info

Name: Anzu
Age: 24
Preferred RP style: Any. Rp is supposed to be fun and relaxing, so write as you like uwu
Timezone: GMT+2
Just a heads-up: English isn’t my first language. I won’t lie, sometimes I struggle with it, so please let me know if something I write or say doesn’t make sense, just to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings. I’d also really appreciate your patience during our RP, because I tend to write quite slowly even in my native language, and having to translate everything in my head into English makes it even more challenging for my smol brain ;-;.
As for romance between characters, I don’t mind suggestions, as long as the person talks to me about it first. That said, I’d prefer to write a few RP's between our characters first, so they can get to know each other better.
I have nothing against violence in RP's but I prefer to talk about it first or to be informed about it.

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