Robin Rivers - [Witch Gravity Falls OC]

Robin Rivers is a Witch.

Well, kind of. She doesn't have the ability that witches like her grandmother do. But she does know the trade particularly well.

Robin Rivers was born in 1943, her mother having died of polio a year after she was born. Robin's father was in the military and was MIA for a few years until they found him in a nazi prison camp where he had starved to death. But Robin's life wasn't terrible because she lost her parents. In fact, she barely even remembered her mom, nevermind her father, so she had little to miss. Robin grew up with her grandmother, a woman who looked younger than she should have been to be a grandmother. Her grandmother didn't even try to hide the fact that she was magically inclined. In fact, Robin thought these abilities were normal until she started school. All the kids called her grandmother a witch, and frankly Robin agreed. But she loved her grandmother to death. Her grandmother treated her very fairly, even giving her magical gifts like a magical broomstick (although her grandmother thought it was tasteless and almost insulting, she indulged Robin).

Magic in her family seemed to be touch and go, skipping generations, often the next magically inclined person to be born would probably be Robin's great-grandchild. But this didn't stop her grandmother from teaching her the art of potion-making. Potion-making didn't quite need a magical touch but rather a keen eye for foliage and the smarts to know what to do with them. Robin was adequate in this field until the accident when she was twenty-three, ready to move out.

Her grandmother had been called out onto a job for a very successful firm of business that Robin wasn't allowed to know about. Her grandmother simply called them "The Society", of which Robin did not know. "The Society" had sent a book with instructions to create the potion. Her grandmother said herself and herself alone was allowed to create this potion and Robin could not meddle in this one. She said it was extremely important that she didn't do anything. Robin agreed, but one day her grandmother became deathly ill. Illness is quite often with witches who specialize in potions like her grandmother and herself (which is why witches are always seen with green skin, warts, and bad hair. Anyone who's seen a witch with an ailment would often stereotype them this way) become sick from the potions and other concoctions they use. Although her grandmother forbade her, she was too weak to cast any spells nor to stop her from completeing the potion. Her grandmother had specifically all the ingredients for the potion laid out already-- the potion takes a week's time to create, and the ingredients are all very rare.

Robin had almost completed the potion when she needed the last ingredient-- well, magical artifact to be exact. They called it the "Philosopher's Stone", and it so happened that "The Society" had sent them a sliver of said artifact. Robin knew a little about the stone's properties-- it could treat any ailment, heal any wound, but at a terrible cost; but only if the stone was used by a magical being. She had no idea why they would want this potion, whatever it was, but she ground it up like the instructions said and added it. Immediately the potion rumbled and gurgled like a monster before it settled, turning a dark maroon color. The instructions stated that they only wanted one bottle, but the entire cauldron was filled with the stuff. However, she followed it and bottled only one, packaging it with care before sending it to it's destination. The rest of the liquid, however, she decided to keep for herself for experimentation. When her grandmother got better, she told her that she threw the rest away properly. Her grandmother almost seemed disappointed.

A few months afterward, Robin began experimenting with the liquid. Upon skin contact it would be absorbed and tint the skin a light pink, but it would ultimately fade away. Any cuts she would sustain afterward would heal almost immediately. After experimenting on a few animals around the house, she decided to test the concoction on herself through consumption. Just as she began drinking it, her grandmother entered the room and gasped in horror, watching her granddaughter's throat as the liquid was swallowed. Her grandmother snatched the vial from her hands (not much of it was left from her experimentation) and asked what it was. Robin casually admitted that it was the potion that she had sent to "The Society" months earlier. Her grandmother was stricken with fear and checked her functions but found her completely healthy. In fact, she seemed in tip-top condition which is strange, because Robin never worked out, never ran, never did really anything outside (except showering and gardening).

Her grandmother tearfully explained that the potion was an Immortality potion. Of course, Robin thought her grandmother jested, but after explaining she realized it was no joke. She couldn't age past twenty-three. At first, Robin thought this was an amazing opportunity-- being ageless would be perfect to her, although she knew perfectly well she could die (hunger, thirst, physical trauma, etc.). But after a few years, watching her schoolfriends grow and up leave, her grandmother slowly aging. As she watched the world age around her, Robin realized that this was not as good as she thought it would be. Other women were having families, had children. Robin's body had stopped at twenty-three and could not change; she couldn't become pregnant even if she wanted to be. She decided that she would try to find a cure for this immortality.

Her grandmother, now almost on her deathbed, entrusted her with the book "The Society" had left them and had outlined specific ingredients for the cure. It was unknown if this had actually worked; only few immortals had actually changed back, either through ignorance of the world around them or they had no way of knowing the cure. Robin left the day after her grandmother died. Robin took everything she needed, packed everything away in a rugsack, hopped upon her broom and left the house around 1973.

Robin travelled the world over looking for the ingredients. Often times the plant was not in bloom, or she got confused on the flora that she was looking at. Robin eventually contacted magical creatures like gnomes, trolls, and even pixies and fairies. She councilled with the intelligent ones and avoided the violent ones. Robin wasn't completely away from the world around her, though. Around 1977, Robin met Stanford Pines. The meeting was accidental and her first impression of the man was that he was a conman, but an intelligent conman. At first he tried to sell her a vaccum cleaner, then he tried to offer her a guide through town. She refused both in the most dissmissive way possible, although she wasn't particularly used to treating people like this. He left that time, but he was oddly persistent. One rainy evening he showed up to her rickety shack of a house, rain-soaked and pathetic looking and asked to come in. She took pity on him and allowed him inside. He explained that his long-time girlfriend Carla broke up with him and instead hooked up with a hippie. Feeling for him, she let him stay for dinner and overnight. Afterwards they started seeing each other more often on more stable and friendly circumstances.

That was her mistake, really. Afterwards she began falling in love with him, which she knew was wrong because she was immortal and mixing up with him would only hurt him. But she couldn't help it. She was still searching for her ingredient (although half-heartedly, distracted by thoughts of Stanford) and didn't want to leave abruptly. Eventually, however, she found it and had to leave. She decided to spare him any heart-ache by giving him by spiking his drink with an amnesiac potion the night she left. She was tempted to take some as well, but decided the good memories with him were worth it. But she swore to never get emotionally involved with other people again.

Years passed by in a flurry. Robin hardly saw a human face between those years. She lived through segregation, the civil rights protests, serial murders, the assassinations of presidents. It hardly seemed very ground-breaking to her because she hardly payed attention to any of it. She was a non-magical witch living in fairy-land, and she was not about to leave it. She had almost grown feral, stealing garbage from supermarkets, sleeping in trees, and only washing when the rain showered down. She learned many things her time in the wild.

Robin entered Oregon the second time in 2014, her first time being around 1993 when she discovered a moderately well-taken care of shack in the middle of the forest (no, not the mystery shack) and had lived there while she had searched for her ingredients, but that year they didn't seem in season. Robin returned only to see if they had. Her shack in major disrepair, Robin reluctantly decided to delve back into the land of humans to fix up her shack. The town she was in was small anyway, anyone could catch her thieving. She hated small towns like Gravity Falls. After stealing clothes from a camp-site, using a potion to disguise her hair (she had been thought of suspicious many times, some older people had even recognized her from time to time!), Robin searched the town looking for work, advertising that she only needed food, clothes, and the facilities for payment. She was directed towards the Mystery Shack where she repeated this to the cashier, who gestured to the owner.

This owner was non-other than Stanford Pines. He was older, yes, but he seemed to still have his charm. He was slightly annoying, still the conman she rememebered. She briefly wondered whether or not she should take a job here but she thought she had no choice and reluctantly took the job that she was offered; manual work, cleaning and cooking, guiding shmucks who were conned into the forest. Upon meeting the twins, she hesitantly wondered if Stanford had moved on without her and had grandkids, but was relieved when they were only grand-nephews and nieces. Although this relief was mingled with guilt-- she felt guilty for being happy he didn't marry or move on after her.

Robin works at the Mystery Shack for food, facilities, clothes, and uses tools to fix up her shack. Of course, Dipper Pines (the twin that reminds Robin so much of a much younger Stanford) was very suspicious of why Robin lived in the woods away from society. Mabel was very kind to her, and even made her laugh. Soos was a bit of an idiot to her, but they were friendly enough. Wendy reminded Robin of her grandmother even, although a much younger and much more laid back version. Sometimes Robin worried that Stanford recognized her-- sometimes his eyes lingered on her a moment, as if he were trying to remember something, like the echo of a memory or deja vu. But he never made any comment.

Robin doesn't know what to feel about this family she has... but she oddly wants to keep it. And she also doesn't.

TL;DR: KIND OF SAD STORY OF A WITCH. DONT BE LAZY, PLEASE READ. tell me if she's bit too much of a mary-sue please!! i'd love feedback.