Vampire Idea (Interest Check)

[Anish Joshi]

The more the merrier. The group will be active.

[Bibliophilia]

Xavier is so pretty O:

He reminds me of Phoenix from Valorant, come to think of it.

I know, his face claim has amazing bone structure, lips and those eyes...-swoon.-  I love playing pretty boys.

[Gannameade]

Even I have to admit Ruby is Fire!!!

[Haloriel]

Last character for me! @AmbrosiaPudding/@Gannameade when you're able.

Name: Malikah Noor Rahal
Blood Scent: Shea butter, Sandalwood, Jasmine with a hint of Cinnamon.
Nickname(s): Queenie

Age: 26
Height: 5’7”
Hair: Currently long curls, middle back length.
Eyes: Mahogany brown with a golden hazel ring around the central iris.
Gender: Female
Face Claim: Precious Lee

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual.
Musical Inspiration(s): Radeeny - Mohamed Hamaki (Apple Music); I’m Still Waiting - Jodeci; Kefaya Holoul Wasat - Mohamed Hamaki (Apple Music); One Mo’ Gen - Mariah Carey (Apple Music)

Position: Will Be Bride of Gabriel
Other: Former Vocalist and Model

Appearance: Malikah is a woman of average height. However, the sheer vibrance of her curves and passionate manner she expresses herself draws attention quickly. She attends to her vibrant brown skin with consistent care. She is a soft-spoken soprano even as her voice carries with startling clarity when desired. Malikah is exceptionally full-figured but lifts weights to keep healthy.
Likes: Very dominant men, orchid and rose plants, pretty dresses, reading romances and mysteries, red wine, scotch, extensive foreplay.
Dislikes: Unneeded cruelty, fighting, white wine, cut flowers, quickies.

Personality: Stoic, Sensual, Kind, Respectful, Passionate, Equal Opportunist. Malikah has never spoken during her time at the Nightshade Estate. Malikah loves to be held but is extremely selective as to who touches her and when. She appears outwardly stoic, will read while wandering the hallways. It seldom occurs to Malikah that this is not sensual behaviour. Malikah is severely introverted but loved being a model and a vocalist for the time that she was one and is photogenic like an extrovert. Malikah loves to sing while doing chores, reading, or typically any task that might seem to lean toward the mundane. She can be a very loyal sort, but only equally.

History: Malikah grew up in South Seattle in a loving, two-parent home. Her Eritrean Jewish mother was a Kindergarten teacher and a painter. Malikah’s father was a Sudanese and Nigerian-American IT Technician. An only child of her parents’ upper-middle-class home, she was always encouraged to reach for the stars. Malikah’s grandparents on both sides of her family immigrated to the United States in the late 60s during instability in their home countries.

Both sets found work eventually in the IT sector in California, where their children met during college in the 90s. The then newlyweds moved to Seattle to escape the housing prices of California, managing to purchase a home in Western Washington before the problem seemed to follow the pair from California. A secure and happy marriage produced Malikah, while she grew up speaking English, Arabic, and a smattering of Tigrinya.

Malikah grew up with both Muslim and Jewish prayers being regularly present in her home. Her parents were a religiously mixed marriage, choosing to raise their daughter with both faiths as an option. As a youth, she had memorised both several Ahadith and Quranic Suwar in Classical Arabic, finding herself more than capable of leading a prayer service in Hebrew. Ultimately, Malikah ended up a spiritual person rather than a religious one, particularly after the public appearance of vampires, still uncertain how they fit in her world view.

Moreover, it was being bitten illegally by a crazed vampire after she killed Malikah’s parents that changed her ambivalence upon the matter, toward an immense pain and dislike. Malikah buried her parents according to their beliefs. She travelled the country due to accepting a modelling contract after a year of mourning. Music, while studied for fun in both middle and high school, offered Malikah real closure in college with poetics study. After graduation from Western Washington University, she published her songs on SoundCloud for a time until an executive of Universal Music Group’s Verve Records discovered her. With a contract, she released three albums of vocal jazz music, the profits of which allowed Malikah to pay off a college education in Poetics.

During a performance which took her to Texas at age twenty-two, she ended up falling for a very young vampire under a century old, named Jonas Ishikawa. He was Japanese and African-American. Malikah being dark-skinned yet having always lived her life as someone odd, was drawn to him with a shocking, startling passion. While her experiences with her family had been wholly different from Jonas’, he broadened her emotional investment for the differences between their African ancestors. The most profound reminder was that her family had been mostly eastern African and have always been free. Malikah experienced a beautiful two years before confessing to be in love with him until tragedy struck.

Though Malikah experienced some of the difficulties of being black without a loss of her culture; she was able to offer her beloved and others like him more profound compassion through continued learning. Eventually, she let go of the loss of her parents and finally associated it with tragedy. The first and last time Jonas bit Malikah, he accidentally shared blood with her. The sheer euphoria kept her in a heightened sensual state for a day and a half. When she didn’t need to attend her somewhat fragile human needs, Jonas fucked her senseless, which she wholly embraced.

As a result, the second time he needed to take his dose of a sunlight blocking enzyme, he missed it. He burned up with the sunrise despite terror-stricken attempts to get Jonas out of the sun. He attacked her in a visceral panic and ultimately died in abject pain. In shock, and unable to do anything but weep, a friend of Jonas’ could only think to carry the catatonic Malikah to the Nightshade Estate where he had been from with Jonas’ remains.

Malikah remained at the Estate as potential while she healed from wounds caused by Jonas’ frenzy. Once to the Leader and bridegroomer, the beauty spoke in a whispered desire to remain despite her suffering. Only recently was it ensured that she did not still have vampire blood in her system. Afterwards, Malikah displayed unprecedented strength in requesting to be a bride if possible.

Ons/Offs: Tenderness, passionate foreplay, chocolate ice cream, honesty, kissing, being read to, breast play and worship, being bound, being bitten (vampiric).
Additional Photographic Inspirations:

[Amarlo]

-Whistles.- Hello~ nurse! 👀

[Anish Joshi]

Yum yum. She looks like chocolate beauty!!!

[Dirigible]

Yowza.

[Bibliophilia]

Damn, she's gorgeous.

[Anish Joshi]

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Last character for me! @AmbrosiaPudding/@Gannameade when you're able.

Name: Malikah Noor Rahal
Blood Scent: Shea butter, Sandalwood, Jasmine with a hint of Cinnamon.
Nickname(s): Queenie

Age: 26
Height: 5’7”
Hair: Currently long curls, middle back length.
Eyes: Mahogany brown with a golden hazel ring around the central iris.
Gender: Female
Face Claim: Precious Lee

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual.
Musical Inspiration(s): Radeeny - Mohamed Hamaki (Apple Music); I’m Still Waiting - Jodeci; Kefaya Holoul Wasat - Mohamed Hamaki (Apple Music); One Mo’ Gen - Mariah Carey (Apple Music)

Position: Potential Bride of Gabriel
Other: Former Vocalist and Model

Appearance: Malikah is a woman of average height. However, the sheer vibrance of her curves and passionate manner she expresses herself draws attention quickly. She attends to her vibrant brown skin with consistent care. She is a soft-spoken soprano even as her voice carries with startling clarity when desired. Malikah is exceptionally full-figured but lifts weights to keep healthy.
Likes: Very dominant men, orchid and rose plants, pretty dresses, reading romances and mysteries, red wine, scotch, extensive foreplay.
Dislikes: Unneeded cruelty, fighting, white wine, cut flowers, quickies.

Personality: Stoic, Sensual, Kind, Respectful, Passionate, Equal Opportunist. Malikah has never spoken during her time at the Nightshade Estate. Malikah loves to be held but is extremely selective as to who touches her and when. She appears outwardly stoic, will read while wandering the hallways. It seldom occurs to Malikah that this is not sensual behaviour. Malikah is severely introverted but loved being a model and a vocalist for the time that she was one and is photogenic like an extrovert. Malikah loves to sing while doing chores, reading, or typically any task that might seem to lean toward the mundane. She can be a very loyal sort, but only equally.

History: Malikah grew up in South Seattle in a loving, two-parent home. Her Eritrean Jewish mother was a Kindergarten teacher and a painter. Malikah’s father was a Sudanese and Nigerian-American IT Technician. An only child of her parents’ upper-middle-class home, she was always encouraged to reach for the stars. Malikah’s grandparents on both sides of her family immigrated to the United States in the late 60s during instability in their home countries.

Both sets found work eventually in the IT sector in California, where their children met during college in the 90s. The then newlyweds moved to Seattle to escape the housing prices of California, managing to purchase a home in Western Washington before the problem seemed to follow the pair from California. A secure and happy marriage produced Malikah, while she grew up speaking English, Arabic, and a smattering of Tigrinya.

Malikah grew up with both Muslim and Jewish prayers being regularly present in her home. Her parents were a religiously mixed marriage, choosing to raise their daughter with both faiths as an option. As a youth, she had memorised both several Ahadith and Quranic Suwar in Classical Arabic, finding herself more than capable of leading a prayer service in Hebrew. Ultimately, Malikah ended up a spiritual person rather than a religious one, particularly after the public appearance of vampires, still uncertain how they fit in her world view.

Moreover, it was being bitten illegally by a crazed vampire after she killed Malikah’s parents that changed her ambivalence upon the matter, toward an immense pain and dislike. Malikah buried her parents according to their beliefs. She travelled the country due to accepting a modelling contract after a year of mourning. Music, while studied for fun in both middle and high school, offered Malikah real closure in college with poetics study. After graduation from Western Washington University, she published her songs on SoundCloud for a time until an executive of Universal Music Group’s Verve Records discovered her. With a contract, she released three albums of vocal jazz music, the profits of which allowed Malikah to pay off a college education in Poetics.

During a performance which took her to Texas at age twenty-two, she ended up falling for a very young vampire under a century old, named Jonas Ishikawa. He was Japanese and African-American. Malikah being dark-skinned yet having always lived her life as someone odd, was drawn to him with a shocking, startling passion. While her experiences with her family had been wholly different from Jonas’, he broadened her emotional investment for the differences between their African ancestors. The most profound reminder was that her family had been mostly eastern African and have always been free. Malikah experienced a beautiful two years before confessing to be in love with him until tragedy struck.

Though Malikah experienced some of the difficulties of being black without a loss of her culture; she was able to offer her beloved and others like him more profound compassion through continued learning. Eventually, she let go of the loss of her parents and finally associated it with tragedy. The first and last time Jonas bit Malikah, he accidentally shared blood with her. The sheer euphoria kept her in a heightened sensual state for a day and a half. When she didn’t need to attend her somewhat fragile human needs, Jonas fucked her senseless, which she wholly embraced.

As a result, the second time he needed to take his dose of a sunlight blocking enzyme, he missed it. He burned up with the sunrise despite terror-stricken attempts to get Jonas out of the sun. He attacked her in a visceral panic and ultimately died in abject pain. In shock, and unable to do anything but weep, a friend of Jonas’ could only think to carry the catatonic Malikah to the Nightshade Estate where he had been from with Jonas’ remains.

Malikah remained at the Estate as potential while she healed from wounds caused by Jonas’ frenzy. Once to the Leader and bridegroomer, the beauty spoke in a whispered desire to remain despite her suffering. Only recently was it ensured that she did not still have vampire blood in her system. Afterwards, Malikah displayed unprecedented strength in requesting to be a bride if possible.

Ons/Offs: Tenderness, passionate foreplay, chocolate ice cream, honesty, kissing, being read to, breast play and worship, being bound, being bitten (vampiric).
Additional Photographic Inspirations:

@Haloriel, have you made her specially for Gabriel???

[Haloriel]

Eventually, yes. Brides take time, after all, and are invited in character. <3

[Anish Joshi]

Great!!!

[Gannameade]

Good morning sweet Chocolate!!! 

Whoa!!!

[Dirigible]

Great pic for Obadiah, too. He's perfect for a character in a Vampire: the Masquerade game I run elsewhere. Le joink'd.

[Gannameade]

LOL.  He is one of my faves.  He is a PITA.  He was a gunslinger raised by a Deathdealer father.  So he is a council man that has to listen to his 2nd thought diplomacy, cause his first mind is FIGHT!!

But thanks.  Someone else stole my primary vamp FC...I won't say who she is though. 

[Haloriel]

Lol, hi. My ears was ringing hehehe. <3 Ganna! My timing is epic winning, aw yes. -flexes her gun show w/ some classic Isley bros- Boom. I’m cute. 

[Ironclad]

Thought I'd throw together a newly-recruited male Blood Whore, if there's still room!

Name: Roman Burke
Age: 25

Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Position: Blood Whore
Formerly: Struggling musician


Personality: Easy-going. Insightful. Fun-loving. Down to earth. Irreverant. Free spirit. Rudderless. Unassuming

History: Roman was born to a family that struggled to just get by. His father was a carpenter - quite a skilled one, in fact. But a workplace accident long before Roman was born meant that he could only work a few hours at a time until exhaustion took him, sometimes spending days in bed. Roman's mother worked odd jobs as much as she could to supplement the family income, while taking care of Roman and his older sister, Anna. It wasn't an easy life: both parents often went hungry so the kids could eat, and it was always a challenge to keep the power from being shut off. Not a wealthy family, but a close one. Roman and Anna helped where they could, but their parents did their best to let their kids have a childhood.

Anna threw herself into her studies, becoming an exceptional student. Roman...wasn't so much for school. Instead, he spent most of his time at the local community centre. While most of the boys his age split their time between sports and minor mischief, Roman became infatuated with the little-used, out-of-tune piano tucked into the corner of the community centre. He'd spend hours there after school, practising on the piano, teaching himself to play by ear. Ms. McGarvey, one of the staff at the centre, noticed the young boy's love of music. A kind soul, she even went as far as to bring some of her personal instruments to the centre, giving Roman lessons on the violin and guitar. Soon, the young man was a talented multi-instrumentalist....even though he didn't own a single instrument himself.

Roman finished high school (barely) and spent a few years working to help his family out. There weren't many opportunities in the dying neighbourhood, but he picked up odd jobs and manual labour. Enough to support himself and help out his parents. Until a snowy December evening, when the couple was out visiting friends a few towns over. A storm had rolled in while they were driving back, making the roads treacherous. Their car hit a patch of black ice and went careening over the edge of a bridge and into the freezing river below. Three days later, Roman and his sister watched as both his parents were laid to rest.

The siblings split what little their parents had left behind. Anna used the money to go to law school, long a dream of hers. She offered to let Roman stay with her until he figured himself out. But he declined. After a life living in the same house on the same street in the same dying town, he wanted to travel. See what the rest of the world was like.

So, he spent his meagre inheritance on a bus ticket and a guitar...the dusty old acoustic he had seen hanging in the pawnshop window down a few blocks from his home. For the past five years, he'd wandered the country - no real direction in mind. He'd stay in one place for a while, busking in tourist traps and picking up the occasional gig playing in a coffeeshop. When he couldn't find a musical gig, he sometimes was able to pick up something in construction. Then, when the chance for a cheap bus ticket or a bummed ride down the highway presented itself, he'd move along to see new sights.

It wasn't the most glamourous life, but it was one that he enjoyed. He liked the freedom and adventure. Loved to be able to play music. But it wasn't always easy. Some times the work dried up and Roman needed to get creative to make his money. Blood donation was a favourite of his - it was just in his veins to begin with, might as well make cash with it, right? With the economy circling the drain and fewer music gigs around, Roman became a familiar face at the local plasma centre. It was there that he heard from one of the other frequent donors about another group looking for blood. Ones that preferred it right from the source, so to say.

Roman wasn't naive. He didn't know any vampires, but he knew ABOUT them. And he knew that Estates expected more than just sustenance from their Blood Whores. It was a bit intimidating. But thrilling. And if there was one thing Roman could never resist, it was a bit of adventure.

So, he reached out to the Estate contact that the other donor had passed along. The selection process was a lot more involved than he had been expecting -- it was clear that they were pretty choosy about who they were looking for. But he was fit and healthy, seemed to have whatever other qualities they were looking for. And soon, Roman was ready to embark on the next leg of his odd little journey. 

Ons: Public sex, teasing, edging, forced orgasm, oral, anal, BDSM, rough sex (includes hair pulling, bites, scratches, marks), being tied, multiple partners (And willing to try most things that aren't an Off. If in doubt, just ask!)

Offs: Toilet play, animals, extreme violence/mutilation, death, gore, extreme pain

[AmbrosiaPudding]

Thought I'd throw together a newly-recruited male Blood Whore, if there's still room!

Name: Roman Burke
Age: 25

Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Position: Blood Whore
Formerly: Struggling musician


Personality: Easy-going. Insightful. Fun-loving. Down to earth. Irreverant. Free spirit. Rudderless. Unassuming

History: Roman was born to a family that struggled to just get by. His father was a carpenter - quite a skilled one, in fact. But a workplace accident long before Roman was born meant that he could only work a few hours at a time until exhaustion took him, sometimes spending days in bed. Roman's mother worked odd jobs as much as she could to supplement the family income, while taking care of Roman and his older sister, Anna. It wasn't an easy life: both parents often went hungry so the kids could eat, and it was always a challenge to keep the power from being shut off. Not a wealthy family, but a close one. Roman and Anna helped where they could, but their parents did their best to let their kids have a childhood.

Anna threw herself into her studies, becoming an exceptional student. Roman...wasn't so much for school. Instead, he spent most of his time at the local community centre. While most of the boys his age split their time between sports and minor mischief, Roman became infatuated with the little-used, out-of-tune piano tucked into the corner of the community centre. He'd spend hours there after school, practising on the piano, teaching himself to play by ear. Ms. McGarvey, one of the staff at the centre, noticed the young boy's love of music. A kind soul, she even went as far as to bring some of her personal instruments to the centre, giving Roman lessons on the violin and guitar. Soon, the young man was a talented multi-instrumentalist....even though he didn't own a single instrument himself.

Roman finished high school (barely) and spent a few years working to help his family out. There weren't many opportunities in the dying neighbourhood, but he picked up odd jobs and manual labour. Enough to support himself and help out his parents. Until a snowy December evening, when the couple was out visiting friends a few towns over. A storm had rolled in while they were driving back, making the roads treacherous. Their car hit a patch of black ice and went careening over the edge of a bridge and into the freezing river below. Three days later, Roman and his sister watched as both his parents were laid to rest.

The siblings split what little their parents had left behind. Anna used the money to go to law school, long a dream of hers. She offered to let Roman stay with her until he figured himself out. But he declined. After a life living in the same house on the same street in the same dying town, he wanted to travel. See what the rest of the world was like.

So, he spent his meagre inheritance on a bus ticket and a guitar...the dusty old acoustic he had seen hanging in the pawnshop window down a few blocks from his home. For the past five years, he'd wandered the country - no real direction in mind. He'd stay in one place for a while, busking in tourist traps and picking up the occasional gig playing in a coffeeshop. When he couldn't find a musical gig, he sometimes was able to pick up something in construction. Then, when the chance for a cheap bus ticket or a bummed ride down the highway presented itself, he'd move along to see new sights.

It wasn't the most glamourous life, but it was one that he enjoyed. He liked the freedom and adventure. Loved to be able to play music. But it wasn't always easy. Some times the work dried up and Roman needed to get creative to make his money. Blood donation was a favourite of his - it was just in his veins to begin with, might as well make cash with it, right? With the economy circling the drain and fewer music gigs around, Roman became a familiar face at the local plasma centre. It was there that he heard from one of the other frequent donors about another group looking for blood. Ones that preferred it right from the source, so to say.

Roman wasn't naive. He didn't know any vampires, but he knew ABOUT them. And he knew that Estates expected more than just sustenance from their Blood Whores. It was a bit intimidating. But thrilling. And if there was one thing Roman could never resist, it was a bit of adventure.

So, he reached out to the Estate contact that the other donor had passed along. The selection process was a lot more involved than he had been expecting -- it was clear that they were pretty choosy about who they were looking for. But he was fit and healthy, seemed to have whatever other qualities they were looking for. And soon, Roman was ready to embark on the next leg of his odd little journey. 

Ons: Public sex, teasing, edging, forced orgasm, oral, anal, BDSM, rough sex (includes hair pulling, bites, scratches, marks), being tied, multiple partners (And willing to try most things that aren't an Off. If in doubt, just ask!)

Offs: Toilet play, animals, extreme violence/mutilation, death, gore, extreme pain

Of course there is room! He looks fun and like he'll fit in well.

[Revna]

Name: Antoinette Collins (Ann or Annie)
Age: 248
Age Turned: 21
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Position: Deathdealer
Personality:
+ Playful
+ Humerus
+ Flirtatious

- Bad temper
- Dark sided
- Manipulative

The first thing to really know about Antoinette is that she is honestly bat shit crazy. While she does have a sheer playful side in both the sense that she is not serious, but also in the sense that she likes to mess around with people. Since she is so playful, she enjoys laughing and causing others to laugh. Which is why she is a huge prankster and enjoys the innocent and deadly pranks. Because of her past, she is used to a lot of sex and enjoys sex. Since she is pansexual, that means everyone will get flirted with. The best way to make her stop is by simply not reacting to her. She has furious temper, while she isn't the loudest with her anger, she will make it her lifes sole purpose is to end yours.

Most people pay attention to the rather sassy, completely off her rocker in a cute way, giggly, playful Annie. There is a very dark side to her that few see. It was the reason she became a death dealer. She enjoys inflicting pain onto people. Because of her past, she basically manipulates everyone around her. One or maybe two people or vampires will see the actual Antoinette, but that is rare and hard to do with her.


History:
Antoinette is from the very late 1700's and has known about vampires from a very young age. When she was seven in human years, both her parents died and made her a street urchin as the orphaning was just another work camp and she refused to be apart of it. Besides, she made good money between theft, pick pocketing, and selling stuff she randomly found. Enough to eat anyway and she enjoyed an empty building with a few other street urchins. When she was twelve, she went around the whores circle to see if she could nick anything when she saw a whore and a man fucking in an ally way. It wasn't uncommon to see that, at first she just ignored it and moved on. However, as she let out a small scream, she went back over and saw the woman crumpled on the ground and the man had blood all over his face.

She attempted to flee but the vampire nabbed her and brought her back to his home. He lived in a very large, very nice house. Since she was so young, he couldn't bring himself to kill her or harm her in any way until she turned sixteen. Even then, he would only feed from her. For four years between twelve and sixteen, he treated her well. Trained her to be a proper lady. From sixteen to twenty, she became his blood bag and soon blood whore. He eventually lost his santity as many human men started to go after her for her beauty. At twenty one, a noble took interest in her and her vampire lord lost it and claimed her as his own.

Changing her to a vampire and only his. After the first fifty years, he found a few other blood whores and Ann went out on her own. Finding the coven, she let her masters training unleash and became a deathdealer. Enjoying the physical pain she dished out on command. Even though she had a chance to move up or into something else, she couldn't see herself doing anything else. Now her biggest dream is to be the best deathdealer she could possibly be.

Ons/Offs:
Ons: Causing pain, biting, scratching, taking what she wants, giving anal, femdom, hair pulling, and bondage.
Offs: Toilet play, death, gore, extreme violence.

[Haloriel]

Is my final submission good, Ambrosia? Just checking before it gets potentially buried, lol. (Yeah, I helped, lol) This thread is amazingly hopping!

[Gannameade]

Lol, hi. My ears was ringing hehehe. <3 Ganna! My timing is epic winning, aw yes. -flexes her gun show w/ some classic Isley bros- Boom. I’m cute. 

I never doubted your cuteness.  My eager vixen...just your FC grabbiness. 

J/K its all good.  I will be faster next time!!! 

[Josietta]

Would a blood bride who was male still be considered a "bride"?  Or are there no male versions of that title?

Just curious.

I'm thinking over playing a female Vampire but wouldn't be sure what position she might have, if any.

[Anish Joshi]

As far as of now, there are a few male bloodwhores. But they are still free. No female vampire has claimed any of the humans. I guess if claimed, they would be called groom, not bride lol

[Bibliophilia]

Hi, Josi, lovely!

[Haloriel]

Omg Josi! Hi there! Been ages and ages, haha! Miss your awesome words!

Edit: The taken roles aren't posted on the front page, but here's the Approved Character Sheets page again.

[Amarlo]

Would a blood bride who was male still be considered a "bride"?  Or are there no male versions of that title?

Just curious.

I'm thinking over playing a female Vampire but wouldn't be sure what position she might have, if any.

She's likely sleeping at the moment, but I conveniently know the answer to your question!

The answer is yes, there are male 'brides'. They're still technically brides because "bridegroom". xD