Welcome survivor or killer or...simple wanderer, welcome to my corner of the fog

As you enter this area of my corner, do watch out for the discarded survivors and killers lying about from the dead by daylight realm itself, they kinda...got placed here since the entity saw a new personal corner opening up as "oh hey, a trash bin on my desktop *plop*" so yeaaaah

so in this litte part of the corner, I will be sharing with you the survivor that I play as, what perks I run while playing as them and cosmetics and such, and same goes for what killer I like to play, their perks and their cosmetics as of this current moment

And for ease of everything, I will be starting up with my survivor first, which will be Mikaela, the survivor who brought with her boons into the realms of dead by daylight, it's nice to be able to talk about her here :3

BIO:Mikaela Reid was sixteen when her father passed away. She would always miss his sailing lessons at dawn, his colourful yet inedible tacos, and his warm, contagious laughter. She felt like she was paddling in a vast, storm-black ocean, each rolling wave submerging her. Drifting in painful darkness, she almost lost herself, but resiliently, with love and care, she made her way back to shore. Well-surrounded and supported by her friends, Mikaela put the past behind her and looked at life in a new light. She was excited to try new things and discovered storytelling as an outlet. Her friends liked her stories of daunting danger and hard-earned survival. She read horror stories more and more, savouring the powerful, heart-pounding escapism it provided. Autumn become her favourite season and she threw a grand production for Halloween every year, hosting all her friends for a thrilling night of horror stories, scary games, and homemade treats. Over the years, she also showed interest in witchcraft and practiced light blessings, plant-based spells, and palm-reading divination. She gardened sage, mugwort, and lavender to craft homemade products such as body butters, soaps and skin lotions. She aspired one day to live off the products she made for friends and family. In the meantime, she worked as a barista at the Moonstone, an independent and eccentric coffee shop in the artsy part of town, Every Friday night, she hosted an open mic at the coffee shop, performing stories live in front of customers. Julian, her best friends and roommate, recorded some of her shows and posted them online. Also, unbeknown to her, he submitted one of her performances to the Endless Halloween Festival where renown storytellers performed on stage for Halloween. It was a beautiful surprise when Mikaela received an email from the festival inviting her to perform at their grand final on Halloween. The winning prize was big enough for her to launch her line of products. Excited, she burnt a stick of herbs in each room to dissipate negative energies, then began to craft her tale of horror. Mikaela stayed up all night filling her notebooks with abandoned beginnings. She had a story in mind, but unearthing it took patience and skill. The following night, the nightmares began. For a week, she would wake in the middle of the night gasping for air. Her dream was the same every night. She was dragged down a cold set of stairs and thrown into a dark basement. Then her lungs would be set ablaze by a sharp iron hook stabbing her in the chest. A dark figure would pull on the hook and hoist her from the ground, slowly, until the pain waked her. The more she finessed her Halloween tale, the darker her nightmares grew. As days passed, exhaustion, anxiety, and stress took a toll on her. Often distracted, her coffees at the Moonstone were rushed, acrid, or going to the wrong customer. She no longer blessed the coffee beans in the morning nor looked for omens in the leftover coffee grains. Her energy was low, and her magic felt drained. When she woke up screaming one night, she had had enough. She asked Julian to watch her while she slept and record anything unusual. Julian agreed and started recording while Mikaela lay on her bed. Minutes later, her fingers began to twitch, then her toes. Her breath became laboured. Then Julian stared in shock as Mikaela slowly rose in the air, levitating over her bed. Panicked, he shook her shoulders to wake her, but stopped when she began to scream. He grabbed his phone to call an ambulance, but a powerful crash diverted his attention. He looked down the hallway and saw a large, spidery fang slam through the bathroom door. Amidst the commotion, Mikaela woke. She saw the black spidery fang shredding the bathroom door and jumped out of bed. She slammed her bedroom door shut and shouted at Julian to help her barricade the door. Before he could react, however, the power went out. The room was submerged in sudden darkness. A second later, the lights came back on and an eerie quietness followed. Mikaela and Julian ventured out the bedroom carefully. The bathroom door looked intact and there was no sign of anything abnormal. But Julian has recorded every sound. A sleepless night followed. When she returned to the apartment after her shift, Julian was not there. Mikaela wanted to remove the recording of their ordeal, which he had posted online. Suspecting Julian might be at school, she left. The door clicked shut behind her, masking a stifled cry from the bathroom. As she neared her car, she looked over her shoulder. Mikaela felt... watched. She whispered a protective spell and clutched her keys. Suddenly, a shadow pounced on the wall and she broke into a run. She reached her car and rushed inside, locking the doors. Breathing hard, she looked through the windows. No one was there. Perhaps it was her nerves playing tricks on her. She turned on the ignition and drove off. The next day, Julian was still nowhere to be found. Mikaela had contacted everyone they knew. She looked for him all day and waited for him all night. Distraught and anxious, she missed her shift at the Moonstone. Halloween was tonight and so was the festival. Julian had entered the storytelling competition for her. He had supported her every time she doubted herself. Maybe he would be there. But between her nightmares and Julian's disappearance, she had been too worried to prepare a story for the contest. She looked at her notebook, filled with false starts. She could stay home, scared and helpless. Or she could finish what Julian had started. There was a reason why she loved to tell horror stories. They made her feel brave enough to face any challenge. That evening when the host called Mikaela's name at the Endless Halloween Festival, she boldly stepped on stage, dressed in a costume: a black dress matched with a wide, witchy hat. She hoped to spot Julian in the crowd. But she could not find him and looking directly at the audience was a mistake. A sea of expectant faces was before her, eyes watching her every move. Her heart pounded in her chest as her hands began to shake. She grabbed the warm microphone and cleared her throat. A thick silence greeted her, only interrupted by a distant cough. She reminded herself that tonight was All Hallows' Eve, when the veil thinned betwixt this realm and the one beyond. She had a story in her heart, a story that mattered. If she told it right, perhaps Julian would hear it. Mikaela took a deep breath. The wet wind of Autumn whirled golden leaves around her. She inhaled the acrid smell of damp, foliage. She swallowed the bitter aftertaste of coffee still on her tongue. Distant eyes cawed from an old oak tree. She closed her eyes. The crimson darkness under her eyelids turned darker. Her heartbeat slowed. She exhaled deeply, her breath a puff of mist in the cold night air. Now she felt awakened, refreshed for the first time in weeks, and ready to tell the tale of a lifetime. She spoke into the microphone in a deep, haunting voice. She narrated a tale of billowing winds on a cold Autumn night. Of a loyal friend disappearing before daylight. Of forgotten victims hiding in the wings of darkness. Of throbbing graves, sealed with terrible secrets. And of eternal night in the shadow of death. Mikaela pointed at the night sky and said that no darkness was truly beyond light. Even on this moonless night, the sky shined with long-dead stars. A thick black fog engulfed Mikaela, to the audience's amazement. And no one saw Mikaela Reid again.

Cosmetic set

Perks

Now as you may have noticed that despite giving me the original boon totems, I have seemingly have NONE seen in my perk build for my survivor that of course may be the thing that really catches your eye, and to simply put, its because of how I love playing the game of dead by daylight. Going in order, prove thyself allows me to work better with others even in solo que, allowing me to speed up gen progress when working with a fellow survivor. Urban evasion allows my to crouch and still be nicely speedy despite remaining hidden and lower to the ground, allowing me to take on more creepier things or being able to hide away quick if need be. Dark sense for rewarding myself for gens getting done, allowing me sight to the killer when he comes in range of me and lingers outside of that until the perk finishes, which means I can truly keep an eye on the killers of dbd when playing survivor.And last but definitely not least, Bond, which allows me to see other survivors who also come within a certain range, allowing me to see potential helpers for my gen or those who are bringing the killer to us and allows me to make the decision of whether or not I might have time to complete a gen.

As for explaining my choice of the rift cosmetic set that was in a recent rift, it's really simple really, I REALLY love pink as a color and it matches my vibe as it doesn't have glasses and has the messy hair and skirt go spinny :D

BIO:Charles Lee Ray, the infamous Lakeshore Strangler, was tracked down and shot after a murderous rampage. However, he escaped death by having his soul possess a Good Guys doll named Chucky through a curse. Chucky didn't want to stay a Good Guy forever, though, and he knew there was only one way to change that: take the body of Andy Barclay, the first person he had revealed his secret to. After his first attempt failed, Chucky waited two long years before he found Andy again. With nobody standing between Chucky and Andy, he took the boy to the Good Guy factory to complete the process of stealing Andy’s body. But Andy’s foster sister, Kyle, realised something was amiss, and followed Andy to the factory. Inside the factory Chucky forced Andy to the ground and spoke ancient words to take possession of his body. But the ritual didn’t go as planned and Kyle quickly and desperately toppled a stack of Good Guy boxes over him. Chucky screamed his frustration as he pushed through the pile of boxes. Gathering his wits, he looked down the brightly lit aisle and saw Andy running into a thick, swirling mass of fog. He thought he was seeing things at first, but then he realised the Fog was real and there to help him. His words hadn’t worked as intended but he had somehow conjured something else, something unexpected, something he didn’t quite understand. And not wanting to lose his only chance for a real body, he charged through the Fog screaming after Andy.

Cosmetic Legendary set

Perks

Ah, Chucky, truly a classic doll of a killer that managed to scuttle his way into dead by daylight, manging to charge forth into the fog while everyone else just watches in fear as he goes by

And as for the perks this time around, starting us off is Friends till the end, this obession based perk often is my bread and butter before going off to more foggy pastures, as it allows me to focus in on someone and then, reap rewards by decimating the person who is my obession if they are close by. Hex: Two Can Play I kept on simply because I got fed up by all the extra slammage you would get as a killer this size and same for the blindings, having an anti-obstruction perk is nice. Batteries Included allows me to speed up in areas with grouped gens that have become split up easier, allowing me to enjoy my match a bit more as even their progress can become my progress. Finally the only non-chucky perk on here, enduring allows me to use hex: two can play more often, and also just generally help me shrug off stuns faster.

As for my Cosmectic, its the legendary lucky lady, tiffany or the "good gal". I love seeing her have her own skin in dbd, and I just generally enjoy playing as her more

Just posting the tome comic from the haunted by daylight event, it interests me, is the next chapter gonna deal with those spiders that we saw at one point? are we really gonna get a original chapter with a beast of the entity's realm finally? if so, exciting!