Maggie Martan | Psychic

Full Name: Maggie Sofia Martan

Nickname/Alias: N/A

Age/Date Of Birth: March 16, 2001 - 22

Race: Human

Occupation:  Waitress

Species Group:  Psychic

Play-By: Camila Cabello







Empathy- The ability to sense the emotions that a person is feeling.

Mediumship- The ability to communicate with the dead










Special items that are bought from the store will go here.













Likes (At Least 3): 

❤ Ice Cream

❤ Singing and playing Guitar

❤ Stormy/Snowy Days

❤ Going to the Beach

❤ Love

❤ Writing/ Reading Poems


Dislikes (At Least 3): 

✗ Feeling Vulnerable

✗ Gummies (The texture is just wrong)

✗ Closed in Spaces



Fears (At Least 2): 

☬ Not being able to take care of herself.

☬ Being Sick



Goals (At Least 1):

★ Figure out how to live a happy life



Personality: Looks can be deceiving when it comes Maggie Martan, but two things you'll never forget are that she's reliable and understanding. Of course she's also sweet and full of passion for life.

Her compassion though, this is what she's pretty much loved for. Friends tend to count on this and her nurturing nature whenever they need assistance or help.

Nobody's perfect of course and Maggie has a share of darker sides to deal with too. She can get jealous and emotional, which stims from her insecurities. It's something she's trying to work on.

Positives (At Least 3):

✧ Creative

✧ Understanding

✧ Passionate

✧ Compassionate

✧ Hard-Working



Negatives (At Least 3):

✦ Emotional

✦ Insecure

✦ People-Pleaser

✦ Jealous

Parents: Tonya Martan (Mother)

Siblings: A younger brother, Jesse Martan

Other Family: Grandmother- Valentina Martan, James Martan (Cousin)

Important Others: Karly Barcelo (best friend)

History: Growing up, Maggie only had her mother, Tonya, and her younger brother, Jesse, in her life. Her father had unexpectedly left about a month after Jesse was born and she was only 3. Life was tough and her mother always seemed upset and suffered from depression which usually meant Maggie and Jesse had to fend for themselves in the house while she slept.

As Maggie grew older, she found it difficult to be around her mom. She would be overcome with emotions as soon as she would step into the house, so she would try to avoid her at all costs. Her grandmother came and visited one day, sat down with Maggie and her mother and they informed her about their family's longline of psychics. What she was experiencing wasn't just preteen angst, she was psychic, she had powers.. and Maggie hated this. She felt like it was so unfair because she had to experience everyone else's emotions on top of her own and she felt like a freak.

She went through school fine, her grades not terrific, but passable. Maggie's friends never knew about her abilities and she liked it that way. She started experimenting with alcohol (All she could get ahold of at the time) to try to get a break from all of her feelings, but to be honest, sometimes it just made her feel worse.

At one point of her life, her cousin James Martan came and stayed with them for a while, and she loved hanging out with him even though he was considered the "Black Sheep" of the family. She liked him. She felt like he understood her, and that was a huge deal for her.. to be understood. At some point however, she witnessed James come back inside of the house and stuff something in his bag. So, her being nosy, she went to his bag and checked the exact pocket and decided to try some of his drugs. Her younger brother witnessed her partaking in this and immediately went and told their mother. Big mistake.

Tonya went crazy. She started screaming at Maggie and then went after James, kicking him out of their house. Maggie heard her mother say some things to her older cousin that she could never imagine saying to another human being. She was eaten up with guilt and completely shut down and began trying different ways to try to cope with the guilt and intense feelings. Around this time, she was sleeping a ton, just like her mother would do. She understood why now, and at first it felt like a great escape until she began to get visitations from dead people in her dreams. She was so excited to have another ability (Not).
Maggie then would try her hardest not to go to sleep because it would just get so overwhelming. She turned to playing and making her own music as an outlet and a way to keep herself awake as long as she could, and it's been one of her favorite things to do since.









Alias: Hannah

How did you find us?: I Rp Here

Experience: A lot

Other Characters: Charlie Harrington

RP Sample: *Ben walks in to the wood shop beside his house and begins to sand down his newly built table and then his phone rings. he answers his phone when he sees it's his uncle Grant* Hey, what's up? *he asks holding the phone up against his ear with his shoulder, continuing to sand the table*







Uncle Grant- Drop what you're doing and get over here right now. *his voice sounds sounds stern and slightly frantic*







*he puts down the sandpaper and grabs the keys to his truck* What's going on? *he asks as he turns the lights off in his shop and shuts the door, walking to his truck*







Uncle Grant- Freddie ran off. We were hunting a demon and he ran after him, and now I can't find him. *he has an annoyed tone to his voice, and is slightly out of breath*







*Ben groans annoyed* He knows better than to go after a demon by himself! *he climbs in his pickup truck and slams the door shut and starts it up* I'm on my way, where are you?







Uncle Grant- I'm in the woods near the Watson's old farm. Near that one giant tree with nothing around it.







*Ben nods to himself* Ok, yeah, I remember. I'm on my way, stay there and call me if anything else happens. *he pulls out of the driveway, flinging gravel as he flies onto the road* Damn it, Freddie. *he says to himself, while he speeds all the way to the woods where his uncle told him he was* *he pulls off on the side of the road and turns off his truck,grabs his gun and starts running through the woods and to the giant tree where he sees his Uncle Grant standing there, gun in hand*







Uncle Grant- It's about time you got here, I was about to just keep on looking for him myself. *he starts trotting off in, motioning for Ben to follow*







*He follows Grant and they go through the woods, as they have done several times before* Where do you think he could've went?







Uncle Grant- Well, boy, if I would've known, I wouldn't have called you, now would I?







*Ben stays quiet and keeps looking, whenever he sees a shadow, he stops and grabs his gun*







Uncle Grant- *he stops whenever Ben stops, looking over at him and then to where the shadow is* There's that stupid bastard. *he says annoyed then walks towards him* What the hell were you thinking? *he yells at Freddie*







*Ben stays quiet, but follows Grant over to where Freddie is*







Uncle Freddie- *he looks over to see Ben and Grant walking towards him* I almost had him. *he wipes the sweat off of his face and sighs, the look of disappointment on his face*