Keith Collins | Psychic & Witch

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✧Confident - It is believed that once a witch loses their confidence their powers weaken. Keith was raised to trust himself and to fight against destructive thoughts. He's not particularly "cocky" and he'll admit to his weaknesses without hesitation. He believes that everyone should carry confidence and doesn't really understand people with low self-esteem.

✧Outspoken - Growing up he didn't have much physical freedom. To compensate his nanny, Isabella, didn't discipline Keith for speaking his mind. There might be times where Keith says his thoughts in a bad situation but it's something he's working on.

✧ Sincere - Keith's naturally a genuine person and wants what's best for everyone.

Negatives (At Least 3):
✦Detached - There was a long period in his life where no one (but Isabella) had been a constant. He's come to realize that people are capable of terrible things and doesn't hold most trust in humanity. Afraid of facing an emotional situation he doesn't get too attached to anyone.

✦Rebellious - Keith had a large set of rules which he abided to for his entire childhood. As an adult he loves being able to create his own set rules...or to break others

✦Ruthless - If Keith thinks you fucked up...then you fucked up. He doesn't hold back with his power.

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Parents: Tanisha and Michael Collins
Siblings: LeRoy Collins (Younger Brother)
Other Family: Tanya (Grandmother)
Important Others: Isabella Reyes (Nanny) Miguel Vasquez (Best Friend)
History:
It’s not everyday that you meet someone whose grown up in a cult (especially when it is heavily disguised as a commune). For Keith the commune was not only his home but his personal prison. Michael Collins, Keith’s father, had been the founder of Dream Alliance which houses 100 families deep in the isolated deserts of Texas. When Michael found out that his wife, Tanisha, had become pregnant with Keith he wanted to create a safe haven for his family. Times were tough for the Collins back in the 80’s and the young couple didn’t have much to offer for their child. In Michael’s eyes, the world was unpredictable, spontaneous, and unforgiving. He was at a loss on how to properly support his growing family. Until one night he had a dream… In this dream he had been the leader of a large self-sufficient community that adopted ideals from multiple cultures of ancient times. It would be a home for anyone who valued hard work, family, and most of all freedom from a chained corporate lifestyle. Within three years Michael turned this dream into a reality and that reality still lives on today.

It had always been a struggle to admit but Tanisha always favored her first son over her second. She felt as if this was seeded by her sick mother’s outrageous “prophecies.” Tanya, Tanisha’s mother, always claim that Tanisha’s first child would be born with heavy influences from Jupiter. Supposedly, this astrological influence would heighten the child’s natural abilities and that, one day, he would save Tanisha from her demise. It was a story told time and time again even before her mother was diagnosed with schizophrenia and admitted into a psychiatric ward. It happened when Tanisha was only 6 years old and it was very hard for her to cope. Her father, a very difficult and distant man, shipped Tanisha off to a Christian boarding school where she later met husband, Michael. So when she gave birth to Keith and gazed into his big eyes that twinkled like stars she knew...that her mother wasn’t as crazy as her father (and society) made her out to be.

Michael, on the other hand, had a different opinion than his wife about his son. When Keith had turned a year old Michael would always see toys, boxes, and other miscellaneous items floating around his child. It scared him and he felt as if Satan was putting a curse on his family and that it was punishment for creating his dream commune. It made him relentless about trashing the idea and even came to terms that “God wanted him to do this.” As time went on he grew afraid of Keith. In a delusional state he tried to kill his son because he was afraid he had been possessed. Of course, Tanisha stopped her husband from murdering their first child and negotiated a deal. She’d keep Keith secretly locked away and she would bare another child in God’s name. Tanisha somehow convinced him that because they were in the “holy land” her womb would be safe from the devil’s reach. From that day Tanisha kept Keith locked away in the basement of the house and gave birth to LeRoy 9 months later.

Keith hasn’t always been locked away in the basement. When he turned 3 years old (and when the commune grew bigger) he got a personal nanny (Isabella Rayes) and his own little house 60+ miles away from the commune. Tanisha, who found little time to spend with Keith, ended up hiring a white witch to mother, protect, and control her son. Keith’s mother knew it was the only way to save her child’s life and requested that Isabella pretend to be a nun so that Michael could be at ease.  From then on Keith and Isabella lived quiet and peaceful lives on the outskirts of the commune. The older Keith got the more his powers evolved and soon enough Isabella became not only his guardian but his teacher in witchcraft. His knowledge seemed infinite as he became more in tune with nature, the universe, and the paranormal realms in between. It would seem that his life was lonely but Keith found himself more interested in the desert, the animals, the planets, and how they all corresponded together. Once a month Isabella and Keith would visit the commune to gather food and supplies. During this time Michael and LeRoy would make trips to ‘the modern world’ to collect their own list of supplies for the commune. They’d spend an hour or so with Tanisha before loading up their truck and driving back home to the little house. This had been his life until he turned 8 years old.

Technically, on his 8th birthday, Keith was kidnapped. Isabella couldn’t stand to keep him from the world any longer. He had been a good kid and always listened to her even when the request was outrageous. She couldn’t imagine keeping this up until he turned 18 and she was concerned for his social skills. So she left Tinasha a farewell note with no disclosure of where they’d be and took off to Nevada. She returned to her family and introduced Keith as her son. It was confusing at first for everyone but they quickly learned to love each other. He became friends with another witch and psychic his age named Miguel Vasquez. They grew up with each other and had been so close that they were more like family than friends. Keith lived a good life with the Rayes and Vasquez family and had a nice living in Las Vegas. It wasn’t until he turned 26 years old that life took another turn.

Tanisha had been filled with grief over Keith’s kidnapping. Over the years it became more and more apparent as depression started to take it’s toll. Michael who, at first, was overjoyed by the idea of his missing son realized that it caused more problems than resolved issues. He worried that Tanisha had grown ill because Keith stole her soul and took it with him. He couldn’t grasp why she’d miss a demon and he knew he couldn’t handle this alone. So, he told LeRoy about his secret brother and how finding him will bring luck and prosperity to the commune. In 2010 Tanisha attempted to kill herself and Michael grew terminally ill. His father’s only wish is for LeRoy to find his brother, kill him, and to become the new leader to Dream Alliance. It wasn’t until 2011 that LeRoy found Keith.

The exchange was strange and LeRoy (at first hell bent on killing Keith) understood his mother’s love for him. He couldn’t bare to kill his one and only brother but there was a part of him that didn’t consider him human. Leroy begged his brother to return ‘home’ to restore their mothers soul. Reluctantly, Keith agreed and found himself heading back to Dream Alliance. Things were clearly not the same. Even though he’d only ventured into the commune once a month it seemed to be a happy and cheery place. This was once true but since Keith left the commune the happiness seemed to leave with him. It felt more like a boot camp. News quickly reach that their father had died from heavy bacteria found in the lungs. They were late by 2 days. When the Collin brothers made it into their parent’s home LeRoy was shocked to see his mother return to her normal state upon seeing Keith. Her depression seemed to melt away and he chalked it up to Keith’s supposed magical powers. Even though it wasn't at all the case.  From then on LeRoy knew he couldn't allow his brother to return to Las Vegas. He needed him to establish power so he convinced Keith to stay and become his right hand man in leadership.


Keith stayed in the commune for 1 year before realizing how terrible it actually is. The commune was no longer focused on Michael's original goal of a safe haven--instead it was god fearing, sexist, and violent. It wasn't what he was used to and definitely everything he was against. He was certain that there were many violations to human rights going on and it made him sick to stay. His final straw had been when his mother confessed to her mistakes and how she should have left her husband sooner. Apparently, after Keith was kidnapped and Tanisha entered a depression, Michael would beat his wife and blame her for the ruin that the commune became. She had felt that she not only lost a son but her husband as well yet had no other place to stay. Eventually, Tanisha wanted to run away but Michael caught her in the act and kept her hostage. He influenced other men to do the same with their wives and children and before long a new culture was created. Keith confronted LeRoy about the situation but the youngest brother wouldn't hear it. A fight ensued when Keith caught LeRoy beating his mother with bare fist for making Keith feel burdened. In the end, LeRoy had been badly bruised and burned while Keith remained untouched. The eldest brother took his mother and escaped back to Las Vegas were they now live their lives freely and without restraint.





Alias: 011
How did you find us?: Google
Experience: Some
Other Characters: None
RP Sample:
“Ok...” Squeaky wheels scrape against tile floors as a man settles into his computer chair. “What orders do we have today...?” The computer illuminates KJ’s face as he opens up an email from work, prints it, and quietly browses through YouTube for music until he settles for a pre-made playlist. Once D.R.A.M’s song “Gilligan” starts playing he turns his attention back to the paper. It’s warmth feels good in his cold hands and he takes a moment to read the list out loud.

“35 protections spell kits, 30 bottles of florida water, 20 jezebel potions, 12 chakra alignment sprays, 11 seder sage spray bottles, 11 abundance care packages, 10 honey jars, 5 vinegar jars, 5 love bomb spell cases, 4 purification bomb cases, and 3 cases of sage and flower bundles.” KJ nods his head slowly to the beat as he re-reads the orders in his head. He’s certain that he has more than enough supplies to fulfill the order. The paper slips from his hands and floats to the other side of the room where it pins itself above a workbench covered in empty jars, herb crumbs, and wood shavings. Keith leans back on the chair and allows his mind to push him across the room as he also uses his telekinetic abilities to yank jars of herbs, salts, and other ailments off their shelves. They neatly pile themselves onto the workbench just in time for Keith to promptly be seated in front of it. He adds the finishing touches by lighting frankincense and myrrh incense with his bare hands. Only a snap of his fingers and a light touch brings the smoke to life. Now, he’s ready to work.

His hands reach for the sea salt when his attention is ripped away by his vibrating phone. KJ grunts in frustration as he reaches a hand up, as if to beckon the phone to him. It quickly whips through the air like a baseball in the the batting cage and KJ catches it with ease before placing it between his ear and shoulder.

“Yo.” Without hesitation he continues to work on the beginning of the protection spell kits.
“Watcha doin, homie?” The voice on the other end is one all too familiar; Miguel Vasquez. A lifelong friend, helpful co-worker, and party animal to say the least.
“I’m working! You on the strip?”
“Heeeeell yeah I’m on the strip.”
KJ chuckles to himself knowing full well that Miguel most likely pre-gamed a few drinks. “What’s up, brother?”
“I met these pretty chiquitas at the bar last week and they wanted to hang out tonight.”
“What? Lemmie guess...you’re in the bathroom powdering your nose right now?” Keith smiles at his own joke.
“Ha ha,” Miguel retorts sarcastically “I know you’d be mad if I didn’t invite you. We’re gunna go to the club and then eat afterwards. Some of my other boys are comin.”
“Yo, it sounds fun and everything but I got a whole list of shit to do. You know how it gets after Samhain with the new batch of witches and people fucking with the deceased.”
Miguel silently considers his friends words “Ahhh, you’re right. How much stuff you gotta make? I can pick it up in 2 days?”
“Yeah man, it’s over 40 sales. I’ll see you in two days.”
“Okay homie. Be safe. ‘Cause I know I won’t be and someone might have to run the store tomorrow.” Miguel mischievously chuckles at the idea.
“Sure as fuck won’t be me,” Keith responds laughing along with him.

The call ends and KJ shoves the phone into his shirt pocket with hands lightly dusted with sea salt, dried sage, and rosemary. Without missing a beat he returns to his work by dipping his hands back into the pile and creating a swirl pattern. He does this until he’s satisfied and lightly erases the design before sweeping it into a mortar. KJ then opens a small drawer and pulls out a jar labeled ‘egg shells.’ In it there is a white sandy substance which he sprinkles a bit into the mortar with the salt, sage, and rosemary. Once finished he glances over at the computer, forcing it to silence the music with just the click of a button from an invisible hand.

KJ meditates over the protection spell with his hands lightly rubbing together. After several minutes he separates his hands and lets his energy and intent into the spell. He murmurs a few words and watches as the salt and herbs sparkles like stars under his control. No matter how many times he has to recreate this specific spell kit...it never gets old.



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