walsh, jemma [wip]

[JEMMA WALSH]

it feels like a tear in my heart
like a part of me missing,,

I'D GIVE ANYTHING JUST TO CUT YOU FREE
I'D GIVE ANYTHING JUST TO WATCH YOU BLEED

FULL NAME jemma jane walsh, now just goes by jj
NICKNAMES jj, jem, jemmy
AGE 27
GENDER female
SPECIES mortal revived wiccan
SPECIAL ABILITIES, POWERS, ETC. 
past life visions,, jemma can see glimpses of the life the previous, well, "owner" of the body she currently inhabits lived. sometimes she dreams about it, sometimes the visions are triggered by seemingly meaningless events during her daily life. as time goes on the memories of the woman grow stronger and start to mix with and warp her own memories - she's scared if she can't suppress them, they'll eventually overtake her memories and she'll forget who she was entirely. 
dream walking / manipulation,, an ability she has yet to discover, jemma can both enter and manipulate the dreams of certain people. until she starts to get stronger when it comes to this ability, it will only work if she's touching the person whose dream she's attempting to manipulate. 
usual caster ish,, basic casting spells / telekenis abilities, though right now they're manipulated entirely by emotion. 
SEXUALITY heterosexual
PLAYED BY jenna coleman

JUST TO MAKE YOU,
JUST TO WATCH YOU BLEED

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family,,

calvin walsh, father, mortal, 52
erica walsh, mother, mortal, 49
theo walsh, brother, mortal, 29
oliver walsh, brother, mortal, deceased


personality,,

headstrong . feisty . spunky . independent . bold . takes no shit . energetic . active . sarcastic . blunt . protective . doesn't like to ask for help . impulsive . brainy . gets anxious in situations she can't control . likes most dogs more than people . adventurous . spontaneous . has an unhealthy obsession with space . scared as hell . confused . clueless about the supernatural (even though she was brought back as one) . reliving someone else's life . trapped outside her old life . grieving for her old life 

history,,

i don't know what i am anymore. i don't even know who i am anymore. but i can tell you who i was before the accident. that me is still clear as day, even though that me is still six feet under.

i was the middle child and only daughter of calvin and erica walsh, and with them and my two brothers, i lived a completely normal, human life. well, normal at some points, unstable at others - unstable at most, if i'm being honest. we never stayed in one place for a long period of time. dad was a journalist and a restless human being in general - that combination ensured that our family would explore the country in his hunt for the perfect story, the most gripping sources and leads. it was exciting, seeing as much as we did, but it was lonely at the same time. nothing was permanent in that life, nothing except my family and, as it turned out, ryan.

ryan was my best friend in this world and any other. we met when i was five and my family settled into another new home, this time in colorado. i was unpacking my downstairs room - the first time i'd had a bedroom to myself since oliver came along, so i was pretty stoked - when this kid actually crawls into my room through the open window. needless to say, i turned around and freaked out, throwing my stuffed dog at his head and in turn scaring the shit out of him, soooo he fell to the floor of the room. -she smiles a little sadly.- once both our terror wore off, we got a pretty good laugh about that, got to talking ... i told him i didn't think i'd be staying long, but he offered to be my friend anyway. when i said i'd never had a real friend before, he said we could be best friends for as long as i was there. and we were.

for the two years my family and i stayed in colorado, ryan and i were attached at the hip. we were next door neighbors, so it wasn't hard to keep that best friends promise. he'd hang out with me and my brothers during the day as we all ran from house to house, playing super heroes and cops and robbers and any other game we could all imagine. then at night if either of us couldn't sleep, we'd just knock on the other's bedroom window and sit up and talk to each other until we fell asleep. both our families got used to each other, and to the fact that where one of us went, the other usually followed. 

so you can imagine that, when it came time to move again when i turned seven, i was beyond devastated. i cried and begged my parents to let me stay, but my dad had already accepted a job in georgia. i tried hiding in ryan's room the day of the move, but my dad knew where to look, found us both and told me i had to say goodbye. i did as i was told, thanked him for being my best friend like he promised ... and said goodbye. i never wanted to make another friend after that; i figured i'd just have to say goodbye again, and i didn't want that. so, as we settled into our new home, i decided i'd just devote time to my family instead.

i could go on and on about our many different homes, but the details of them all have sort of ... blurred together by now. there wasn't anything permanent about any of them. dad kept reporting, and mom stayed home with me and my brothers. the three of us became best friends at that point, all of us sort of realizing that we were the only people we'd always, always have. theo, as the oldest, took on the protective and playfully tough on us role. i looked up to him, and always tried to compete with him, even in things as little as who could finish their chores first. then oliver, well, we both tried to protect him. he was picked on a lot; he had this stutter growing up, kids at school would mock him for it ... me and theo both ended up in detention for kicking those kids' asses. mom and dad never punished us for those detentions though.

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