Cameron West

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Your friendly neighborhood police officer, helping whoever he can whenever he can.
How can someone so nice be a cruel murderer?

Nearly half a century ago Cameron became a police officer. He wanted to protect and serve justice. However, less than a year into the job he found himself face to face with an unstable criminal. Everything happened in a blur, and before he could as much as blink, he found himself clutching his now bleeding, bullet-ridden chest.
He vaguely recalled what happened next. His mother sobbing above him, and his father yelling something he couldn't make out. The two seemed to argue something, but his father pushed his way closer and stabbed something into the young officer's chest.
It started off with a burning pain.
The pain in his chest returned, stronger than ever, eating away at his entire body. He screamed as invisible flames licked at his body, burning even his bones.
And then the fatal gunshot at his chest healed.
However, something peculiar happened to Cameron. He did not end up like his father and the many injected with that mysterious serum of his. No, he kept his mind. He didn't lose it to the voices begging him to lose himself in the darkness.
But he wasn't without sin.
As the years turned into decades that he went without aging, he began to feel... lost. He couldn't die. No matter what happened, his injuries would heal, his illnesses would never turn fatal, and age was nothing but a number. Without that feeling of death, without that fear or mortality, he felt hollow.
And so the one that protected became an attacker. It started with simple kills with simple people. Seeing the fear in their eyes, something he couldn't understand, was enthralling, and he was mesmerized by seeing the light leave their eyes. However, even that became a bore to him over the decades. No, he needed something more fun, something requiring more skill.
He needed to kill immortals.

Notes: Man, I can't remember how I made Cameron. I think he was originally meant to only be a friend of Frederick's, but he started getting more airtime and developed himself the more I posted him. Even when I was planning on bringing him here I got the idea that, 'hey, why can't he kill immortals too? Immortals can't be completely unafraid of death, right? Someone's gotta be able to get them!' 


Facts:

Full Name: Cameron Harold West 

Nicknames: Cam

Age: Permanently 27

Birthday: September 28

Sexuality: Pansexual

Hair/Eye Color: Dirty blonde/Blue

Height: 6'2"

Weight: 175 Ibs

Occupation: Cop

Personality: Cameron is very easy-going and laid back, he loves a good laugh and always talks loudly. He's a big brother type, or like that friendly jock you knew in high school; the comedic relief in any group. Despite his friendly smile, he can get annoyed easily and doesn't mind vocalizing his irritation if he needs to.
When with his victims, however, Cameron can be quite different. He'll still smile and talk to you as though you're a close friend, but he's extremely sadistic and seems more happy to see your dismay than anything. He's more prone to acting violently if you don't play along with his games. 

Non-Human Weapons:

Guns - The guns themselves aren't necessarily out of the ordinary, but the ammo that comes with it. Something he had his father help him develop, Cameron can load his handguns with special bullets that have a strange acidic mixture inside them. Should an immortal being be hit with these bullets, the acid will eat away at a rapid pace, matching their regeneration speed. An Immortal's Bullet, he likes to call it.

Non-Human Abilities:

Immortality/Regeneration - It speaks for itself, he doesn't age and regenerates very quickly. However, if, say, a vital organ were to be removed/destroyed, or he was decapitated, he would become motionless for a while until his body can regenerate what's missing. Since these are vital, regeneration/immobilization can range from a day to a week.

Improved Skills - The elixir's effects boosted his stamina, strength, and speed.

Voice: Happy-go-lucky, has a natural laugh to it; Sean Schemmel

Drawing Details: Nothing, really. He can be drawn in any kind of outfit with any expression.


Fun/Extra Facts:

- His last name is actually Rieux since Decius is his father, but changed it to West since he's technically dead (It's unknown whether Gustav had a hand in that).

- He still very much kills regular people, although not as often.

- A territorial kind of killer, meaning he won't go out of his way to chase someone down. They just better not step foot in his area again.

- The way he kills immortals is by pouring acid on them, the same one his bullets contain. He takes one part of them and keeps it in a jar filled with that acid so they can't regenerate. Has a whole shelf of them.

- Has nearly killed Smiley in a similar fashion. 

- Uses an abandoned house near his dad's lab to store his immortal trophies.

- Sometimes he'll let immortals regenerate so he can take their organs and donate them. Doesn't do it to be a good/bad person, just wants to. Doesn't do this often.

- A necrophiliac.

- Gets aroused when he sees the fear in people's eyes before they die.

- His reactions to being harmed make people believe he's a masochist, although he's never confirmed nor denied.

- A corrupt cop to the fullest extent; he ignores problems sometimes simply because he doesn't want to work, very easy to bribe, and his tolerance for rude people is so low that he ends up taking them as his next victims.

- Smokes the weed. Does other drugs sometimes, but likes the Devil's Cabbage.

- Best friends with Frederick. Met him when they both went after the same person. Now they help each other out time to time.

- Loves karaoke night at all bars. His favorite song.

- A moody drunk; gets quiet and glares at everyone when under the influence. Doesn't talk much and spends the time judging everyone.