Given Name: Margaret Eleanore Blackwood

Nickname: Maggie. Nobody calls her Margaret.

Age: 22

Sexual Orientation: Labels are for soup cans.

Occupation: Maggie is self-employed. She used to have a cushy job maintaining the plants and grounds of a luxury Hotel but she got fired for growing a little weed behind the pool house. Narcs! So Maggie went off on her own. She hated getting up and clocking in at 7 every morning anyway. Now she wakes up when she likes, she grows what she likes and she does what she likes. Maggie may look like a stoner/emo chick and she is but she also has a Bachelors Degree in Biological Science and is a trained Naturopath and Herbalist. Maggie keeps herself in leather pants and silver rings by creating and growing designer weed. She is the creator of several famous strains. The Skywalker, Lemon Haze and Journey Blue are just a few.

Played-By: Hanna Beth



Superhuman Ability: Maggie can fly. It should be more complicated than that and if she stopped to think about it for too long, it will be but when she changed, she grew wings. It was the strangest thing. Maggie Blackwood has a lot of tattoo's but when that new one appeared, she noticed it instantly, Mostly because it covers nearly all of her back, over her ass and down the backs of her thighs. Maggie received a pair of lace, dragonfly-like wings. Most of the time, these wings are just a lovely tattoo adding to her artwork but when she wants them to, they come to life. Peeling away from her skin, these lace-like wings sprout from her back and span a meter either side of her.

With her wings, Maggie has the power of flight. She can lift her own weight but carrying anything heavier than a few pounds if difficult. It will take time before she can take a person with her to the skies. When in flight however, Maggie is fast. It seems like gravity and the laws of nature disappear and Maggie becomes a bullet. Though she is still just as vulnerable to harm as anyone else, her speed does help. She can dodge and dive in the air with far greater dexterity and grace than she ever could on the ground. When in flight, Maggie dances.

Physical Description: Margaret Eleanore Blackwood or Maggie as she would prefer to be known is a raven haired Wild Child. She stands at an average 5'6 and weighs around 95-100lbs. She doesn't really possess the curves and supple rounds that a lot of girls have. Her figure is slim and somewhat boney but that's not to say that she isn't attractive. She just doesn't have much to grab onto. What she lacks in womanly warmth though, Maggie makes up for in sheer personality. It could be said that Maggie found a style that worked for her when she was young and has since then, fully committed.

This tattooed boho chick is a little bit grunge, a little bit modern witch and a little bit rock 'n' roll. She fancies dark colors but isn't against going vibrant should the mood strike her. Her skin is pale all thanks to her genetics. Both Maggie's Parents were born in Scotland but emigrated to the US when they were kids. She has her Mothers dark brown eyes and her Father's raven black hair. The scar just above her left hip bone is thanks to a Surgeon when she was 8. She had her appendix removed. That was really the only surgery Maggie has ever had. She's been pricked and pinned on other occasions but they all added something to her look instead of taking something away. Not that she has ever missed her appendix.

Maggie is the chick that you just know has a stash of the good stuff. Rarely is there not a contended little smirk on her painted lips. She may look a little grunge and goth but she is a sweetie at heart. More often than not she can be found with dirt beneath her fingertips and possibly some scuff marks on her knees. She's the girl who will run through the sprinklers with you. In fact, her raven hair is often a little unkempt and wild. On those days, she will slap on a hat. What can she say? She's a stoner. Maggie is a little weird and a little wild but isn't that the point of life? She has made Baybridge her Home and she's lucky that they have embraced her cheeky little ass.



Distinguishing Features: Maggie's dark style sets her apart but she also possesses several tattoo's and piercings that make her just that little bit more unique. Both her ears are pierced multiple times and she has a pretty little nostril piercing as well. Her tattoos are more prominent than her piercings however. Maggie is a canvas for madness and insanity and though nothing really goes together, no individual piece looks out of place on her skin. Owning around 50 individual tattoo's from safety pins, hearts, armless skeletons, bows and black cats, Maggie's most unique piece might be the large quote scripted across her left shoulder blade. It is a quote from Gia Carangi and reads “Life and death, energy and peace. If I stop today, it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes that I made and would have made if I could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul, it was worth it, for having been allowed to walk where I've walked, which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, in it, and above." Though her favorite piece is the black and orange Hooded Pitohui etched onto her inner right wrist. The rare creature is one of a very small number of birds that are poisonous and if Maggie had to pick a spirit animal, it would be the Hooded Pitohui. Beautiful to look at, utterly unassuming, if caught and threatened, it can kill. She can relate.



Personality Description: Quick to chuckle, Maggie is a happy and positive person. She is friendly, though people have avoided her in the past assuming that she is some kind of broody loner. Nothing could be further from the truth. Maggie loves company. Her business kind of relies on her being approachable and she is for the most part. Like anyone, Maggie has her bad days where she just wants to be left the hell alone but more often than not, she's the good time girl. If you want someone to keep you company on a midnight pizza run, she's your girl. If you want someone to jump a fence or pick a lock to go skinny dipping, she's your girl. If you are looking for a hookup for some designer weed, she's definitely your girl. Maggie is a laugh and a party all wrapped up with a pretty black bow.

It doesn't often show but Maggie is also wickedly clever. She hasn't gotten to where she is by being stupid. She put in the time and the effort to learn her trade and it's why she is one of the best. Her craft is more than just watering daisies. Maggie needs to have a solid grasp on the science of biology to do what she does. Of course, a natural green thumb helps but if you can't get the science right, you're screwed. Maggie knows her stuff. Get her talking and she will dazzle you with her knowledge of the natural world. It could be said that she's a bit of a hippie as she believes in balance in all things and has almost a sensual love affair with nature. Of course, it isn't the only subject she is knowledgeable in but it is her greatest passion.

Maggie Blackwood is what one might call a Protector. This is a side of her that very rarely shows herself but if it does, if she is pushed to the point of needing to what she knows for purposes more deadly than getting people high, she will. It's happened before and who's to say, it may happen again. There is something in Maggie that means she is capable of violence. She doesn't know where it came from but she knows where it went. She isn't a Psychopath. It's important that people understand this. Maggie is quite content to live her happily little life. She could easily go the rest of her days without every dropping another body but who's to say the future brings? All she knows is that she is capable but then Maggie believes that everyone is capable if pushed too far.

Maggie is a Hooded Pitohui. She flies free, flashing her gorgeous plumage for the joy of herself and others but catch her, threaten her or those she loves and you're going down. First, you get numb and tingly. A warning that you just made the biggest mistake of your life. Second, your heart stops. Simple as that.



Characters History: Margaret Eleanore Blackwood was born on the Upper East Side of New York City to a Land Developer on his Socilate Wife. They were lovely people. Utterly clueless about anything outside of their golden bubble but lovely just the same. Maggie was given everything. She had the latest fashions even as an infant and all the latest toys. Her home was stunning and she wanted for nothing. When she was older she attended the most prestigious Private School in New York and she was happy. She had good friends, she made good grades. Truly nothing life changing or even remotely interesting happened to her until she was 15 and she had captured the eye of the son of a very influential Man.

Her Parents were so proud! It hadn't even occurred to them to be concerned that their Daughter's admire was 4 years older than her. Well, 4 years isn't a lot but given that she was only just post-pubescent and he was nearing 20, it should have been a concern. No. Instead, Maggie was encouraged to date the young Man. Just 5 months later, her Mother was preparing her for her first overnight date with her Boyfriend. He had booked the loveliest of Hotels. The Champagne was on ice, the strawberries were fat and glistening and Maggie was being dolled up for Statutory Rape.

The night came and went with little fuss from the young woman. She hadn't wanted it but she hadn't said no either. He loved her right? He was so very handsome and such a good boy! Just think of his Father! They were such a good match! Think of the life they would lead together! They would be so happy! It was what everyone was saying. Truly Maggie didn't care much. She was beginning to experiment with pot and it was helping her not to care. It was several weeks after her first but not her last overnight date with her Boyfriend that life dropped the bomb. In his haste to deflower his lovely young Girlfriend, he had forgotten protection, or so he said. Maggie was Pregnant.

Maggie wanted to keep the baby which was utterly stupid according to her Family. How could she even consider ruining her future like that? Had she given any thought what it would do to the Family? Her Boyfriend was a little more persistent. Nearing the end of her first trimester, he gave her a choice. Her baby or her life and if she thought he was kidding or being overly dramatic, he sent the point home with his fists.

Something snapped inside Maggie that day. She realized that there were people in this world who would put you in danger due to stupidity but there were also people who would put you in danger to cover their own ass. An ultimatum was struck but Maggie chose a different path. It wasn't her Baby or her life. It was her Baby and her life or him. Maggie chose herself and the life she was carrying. It was easier than she would have thought. The knowledge was all there, you just had to know where to look. With a little money and a little guts, Maggie procured what she needed and took her first life.



Nobody looked at the poor unfortunate pregnant teen. Her Boyfriend must have overdosed. There was cocaine in his system and everybody knew he liked to party. Nobody thought to look for that sneaky little toxin that came from the petals of a pretty red flower. Life moved on and Maggie had discovered a new found strength. She would see this baby to term and then what she would do with it was her choice. Her Parents didn't argue. They only sent her away to have the child in secret and she did.

Ultimately Maggie chose to put the child up for adoption. She had a beautiful little girl and she named her Poppy. Her life was changing. She was getting ready to finish school and College came next. She couldn't give her baby the life that she deserved. Maggie was already beginning to experiment with other forms of poisons and she wouldn't put her little girl at risk. Poppy is safe, very few people know where she is. Though Maggie gave up her Parental Rights legally, both she and Poppy's family know the truth. That little girl is her's.

Throughout College, Maggie honed her new found skill. She got a Bachelors Degree in Biological Science and she trained in Naturopathy and the study of Herbal Medicine. Unintentionally, Maggie had developed quite a bit of a reputation for herself. She grew some of the sweetest weed on Campus and before she knew it she was in business. Her second kill fell upon a rival drug dealer who made the mistake of threatening her with a gun to the forehead. Her third was the Father of a Roommate who use to beat his kids senseless and rape his Daughters. That one was a personal favor for a friend and she doesn't regret it. It did however turn the eyes of the Fed's  in her direction. They don't know. She doesn't even think that they suspect but they were getting a little too close to comfort and so recently, Maggie packed up and headed for the Shore. She needed a little town, somewhere where nobody knew her and where nobody cared. Baybridge seemed like and ideal choice. So technically, Maggie is on the run but is it really running if nobody is chasing you? She's clever and she covered her tracks but it's better to be safe than sorry.

For the last 2 months, Maggie Blackwood has lived and worked in Baybridge. Maggie works just as hard as she plays. What can I say? She's a killer of a girl.