like the sap in the springtime

 

 

 

 

❝OH, I KNOW THAT SMELL. THAT SMELLS LIKE A HOT BOTTLE OF WHISKEY AND SEX IN AN ALLEYWAY WITH A TOP-NOTE OF FAILURE. HEYA, HOLD A FUCK UP, IT'S GOTTA BE, YES, IT IS! THE ONE AND ONLY, MAD SWEENEY!❞
- MR. WEDNESDAY

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NameMad Sweeney Age??? SexCis Man PronounsHe/Him Height6'5" HairRed EyesHazel

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• Physical Contant
• Mental Contact
• Fighting/Injury
• Flirting/Sex
• bACKTAGGING

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• killing
• THREADHOPPING

NO THANKS

• Underage
• FOURTHWALLING

shipping

• Leans toward women, but appreciates a good thing in any variety.
• Uncomfortably attracted to Laura moon and shadow moon but will act the maggot about it.
• Previous entanglement with Ostara (Eostre, Easter).
• Ongoing casual ménage à trois with the vodou loa Baron Samedi and Maman Brigitte. 

NAME. Embee
TIMEZONE. PST
DISCORD. ETTUME#5105
PRONOUNS. She/Her
PB. Pablo Schreiber

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❝I ONLY MET MAD SWEENEY TWICE...THE FIRST TIME I THOUGHT HE WAS A WORLD-CLASS JERK WITH THE DEVIL IN HIM. THE SECOND TIME I THOUGHT HE WAS A MAJOR FUCKUP AND I GAVE HIM THE MONEY TO KILL HIMSELF. HE SHOWED ME A COIN TRICK I DON'T REMEMBER HOW TO DO, GAVE ME SOME BRUISES, AND CLAIMED HE WAS A LEPRECHAUN.❞
- SHADOW MOON

FIRST IMPRESSIONS

Sweeney is, initially, something of a nightmare for the average stable person to deal with. A 6'5" lascivious drunk that smells unshowered, drenched in liquor and cigarettes, yet also reminiscent of peat and soil after a long needed rain. Doesn't make up for the former. His dress is a bastardized vintage hipster, stained and well-worn. There is only one outfit, the one he has on.

VOICE

Sweeney has been in the States for a very long time - he has a mid-range, strange Irish lilt that in a moment sounds like he's faking it and in the next is completely genuine. It's a good deal Americanized, sprinkled with colorful and a bit on the nose Irish references and words. When storytelling, he can suddenly seem a marvelously pleasant voice to an interested listener.

DEMEANOR

Leprechauns are capricious creatures, and Sweeney is no exception. At level, he can be serious, familiar, and thoughtful - he's rarely at level. He flits between joyful, hysterical, enraged, despondent on a hair trigger, often violent. In the same turn, Sweeney carries himself as a man not beholden to consequence, a lazy swagger, and quick to return to affable.

PERSONALITY

SELF

As a personality, he is irreverent, fickle, and self centered at first go around. That said, he is also fiercely loyal, honorable (think lawful neutral, D&D fans), and emotional. He is crushed by the loss of purpose and worship, which he conceals with enthusiastic fighting, fucking, and generally being a nuisance to those around him. He is not inherently a bad or good creature, and relates to humanity more than the average demi-god.

That sensitive nature and many lifetimes of guilt make him ripe for emotional manipulation, even when he's clever enough to know better. This has made him something of a courier and kicked dog for more powerful entities. Most recently consumed with guilt over a choice he made in service to Odin, and is attempting to reconcile himself to that.

KEYWORDS

Honorable, Loyal, Impulsive, Passionate, Empathetic, Choleric

ODDS MANIPULATION

This is reflexive and based on his proximity to an anchor like his lucky coin, without it his luck turns sour

BOTTOMLESS POCKETS

A secret extension of his godly plane, his hoard of items accumulated over many lifetimes is overwhelming

DEMI-IMMORTAL

While not invulnerable, as long as he maintains proximity his lucky anchor, he can exist without worship

COMPACT-BOUND

An inviolable nature of honor like most faeries, but he can opt to follow the letter rather than the spirit of a deal

TELEPORTATION

Moving through his para-dimensional hoard allows him to move unseen and over great distances with proportional exertion, not something done often

WORSHIP-FUELED

Most beings like him are powered with belief, but he is long starved of any real attention or worship

CLAIRVOYANT

A vague sense usually more tied to the presence or recognition of other beings like him, or when magic/abilities are being used

BACKSTORY

CANON

Sweeney's canon (Gaiman's American Gods) dictates enough belief can create a personification of its focus. This includes creatures of myth, monsters, gods, etc. Mankind is unaware of this, and carries on mostly like our own. These beliefs made flesh go unnoticed for what they are, follow their followers, and become more corporeal and vulnerable as they lose belief. Multiple personifications can exist for a single being, such as Jesus, if beliefs differ. Mad Sweeney is a conglomerate of many legends - a guardian spirit, a cursed Irish king, a faerie. As faith lulled and changed, he changed with the believers in order to survive.

HISTORY

An important fact about the way he tells these stories: Sweeney himself does not know what is true.

Though it's possible Sweeney's history extends well beyond the three thousand years in Ireland, whatever he was then is mostly lost and overlaid by everything that came after. A member of the Tuath Dé, the mythical demigod race of Ireland, he began as a warrior god-king of sunlight, poetry, and luck. As cultures clashed, his people eventually became the aes sidhe, the faerie people of the hills, and he found himself in shifting realities. While his worship was strong, it was limited in number and constantly under attack by other faiths and invaders; he eventually merged (or maybe that came after the story, he couldn't tell you) with the tale of Suibhne, the Cruthin king of Dál nAraidi.

While Suibhne was a fearsome king, he could not contend with encroaching Christianity - he eventually condemned himself by flying into half-mad (and naked) rages toward St. Ronan, a bishop building churches on his lands. After Suibhne's careless murder of a psalmist, Ronan laid a curse on the king; that he will wander as his spear did, through the air, like a bird - maddened and perching in trees at the sound of bells, and would die by the spear as he'd murdered the psalmist.

Robbed of honor and sanity, he wandered for years; not even the pleading of his love Eorann could bring him down from the trees, and eventually she too disdained him for the heartbreak.

He remained a faerie, maddened and wandering, clinging to folk tales of Mad Sweeney the leprechaun. It was in this state, largely unloved and starving for faith, that he was brought to the Americas.

Among a few others, young Essie MacGowan prayed him across the 18th century Atlantic with her, feeding him crumbs literally and metaphorically. Upon her passing, there was no one left to tell the tales of leprechauns; not as they really were.

Sweeney has reached the end of his stories - he can't become the leprechaun on the cereal box, and he can't spin the kind of faith that calls for cream and gold anymore. All that kept him warm was a king's treasure, plucked from the sun. Something that might've kept him together for centuries, being as there is no king of America for which to lay claim.

Without that, he's fucked.

BACKTAGGING

Always welcome - I'm a slow tagger during the week, depending.

FOURTHWALLING

He knows he's a story and that his incarnations have Wikipedia pages; anything to do with the actual show/novel is off-limits.

OFF-LIMITS

Underage or underage PBs.

PHYSICAL CONTACT

Completely fine. He might retaliate if touched in a condescending/rude way, but largely is pretty free with touching people and being touched in most contexts.

MENTAL CONTACT

Let me know and I'll let you in.

FIGHTING/DEATH

He will 100% fight the sun if he's in the mood and while he is a sizeable opponent, he can definitely be laid out on his ass. He is experienced in bar fights, these days - DM for death.

TRIGGERS

He's pretty foul when he wants to get under someone's skin, with homophobia/sexist nonsense being a needle. He doesn't actually believe what he says, he just enjoys working people up. Just hmu if you have boundaries you don't want touched. Given current events, transphobia is off the table. He's prone to being lascivious, but not to sexual violence or threats of it.

SHIPPING

Leans toward women/femme, but appreciates a good thing in any variety (looking at you, Shadow). Uncomfortably into Laura Moon but will act the maggot about it.
Previous entanglement with Ostara (Eostre, Easter).
Ongoing casual ménage à trois with the vodou loa Baron Samedi and Maman Brigitte.
Kinklist.

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