Craven

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Craven, Turned

Name
Craven
Pronounced
Cray vinn
Meaning
Cowardly
Nickname
Vin, Vinny
Gender
Male
Birth date
A while ago
Age
Old, but appears ~28
Species
Vampire
World
?
Occupation: None
Personality: /
Physical Description: /
History: Craven was having a rough go of things before he turned. Nothing in life seemed to be going his way. His job laid him off, girlfriend dumped him, savings were running frighteningly dry, health was declining... He was also trying really hard not to get addicted to cigarettes and alcohol, but it wasn't really working. He had debilitating depression and did little more than wander around at night, hoping peace would fall in his lap. Rather than encountering a magical turnaround, he was making a pattern that a highly cautious vampire was memorizing

One night, the vampire attacked him. Due to his route being majorly isolated, no one was nearby to take notice. As they were starved of blood, he was almost able to fight them off, but it ended up being in vain. Once they hooked onto him, they bled him dry, leeching him to death. Craven, understandably, blacked out somewhere during this process. When he came to, he initially wasn't sure if the previous night had been a horrible dream. At the same time, he was in pain, cold, and on the ground exactly where he had been left... Having gotten what they wanted from him, the vampire was nowhere to be seen. Thusly, he didn't get any helpful vampire tips upon turning or even a "hey, congrats, your dead now"

The turn wasn't immediate. He was able to slink back to his grubby apartment and live in terror for upwards of a week. He kept hoping that it wasn't real and he'd just... had a bad bender or something. Yet, as time progressed, the symptoms sunk in. His skin was always cold, eating made him feel ill, sunlight had a repulsion to it that it hadn't before... He was in denial for as long as he could be, but the time eventually came where he needed to get blood in his system. His body made him a little more before the process shut down, but he was out of time

His first bite was pretty traumatic. He had to slink around in the dark like some kind of murderer and narrow down a possible target. In the end, he had to pick somewhat desperately as he was running out of time. It didn't go smoothly. He was seen by one of the target's friends and then wasn't able to control himself, fully draining the victim. Horrified at the fact he would have inflicted his curse upon someone else, he panicked and tried to kill them. Unsure on what would do the trick, he ended up decapitating them. Then, if that wasn't bad enough, he had to stalk the witness before they told authorities who he was. Freshly empowered, they were startlingly easy to kill, which frightened him all the more. Then he couldn't even abandon the body, as it still had blood in it - a valuable resource

The nightmare just kept getting worse from there. Craven initially suffered intensified depression, paranoia, and even panic attacks until he realized things just weren't going to get better. He had to become jaded or it was going to kill him. And jaded he did become. He forced himself to become alienated from humans. He wasn't one of them - he was a monster now. He couldn't mourn every death he caused. It couldn't bother him. He made himself develop a superiority complex, twisting his personality into something that could survive rather than what he was. And, with time, the deaths stopped. He got better at stealing blood without it being fatal. As much as he hated it, he adapted to his new life


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Voice
Tsundere
Scent
Suspiciously absent
Reference
Speaks
English
Main Hand
Right
Handwriting
?
Weapon
Claws, fangs, fists
Medical
Undead
Created
Jan 14, 2021
Details: Craven's natural hair color is a dark red, but he absolutely hates this. Not only does it not go well with the color his skin has turned, but it got him a lot of garbage in life that he internalized 🩸 He dies his hair black with no regard for the health of the stuff. If his roots are starting to show, they get nuked >:( 🩸 Fully nocturnal 🩸 Can make his eyes glow in the dark at will, but doesn't find this very useful... It's mainly scare factor 🩸 Very rarely has his eyes open all of the way - he's got droopy eyelids 🩸 Doesn't cast a shadow on the ground, but also usually stays out of the light, so you might not notice 🩸 Has a little bit of abnormal strength, but mostly just speed and agility 🩸 His skin has taken on a weird purple tint from being dead for so long. This is nigh impossible to hide, so he just can't go up to people anymore unless he intends to do something nasty to them 🩸 Spends a lot of his time hiding and napping to preserve his meager energy. But this ticks him off because he hates sleeping so much 🩸 The sun doesn't burn him, but it does make exposed skin incredibly uncomfortable in a chapping lips sort of way 🩸 Very bright lights can mimic the gross feeling sunlight puts off, but won't get to full intensity 🩸 Occasional veins may be visible like the one on his face, but most others seem to be random 🩸 Can't enter a building that someone lives in without being invited in 🩸 Can't walk on holy ground, is warded off by holy symbols as well as garlic, and can't cross running water 🩸 He can see his reflection, that one's a mystery 🩸 Due to following other stereotypes, he's fairly certain that he can be staked, so he's not taking his chances with any pointy bits of wood 🩸 His positive abilities weaken and negative traits worsen the less blood he has in his system, so it's in his best interest to keep that maintained. For example, if allowed into a house, he can usually come and go repeatedly. Without any blood, this effect will stop as soon as he enters the door, making him also have to get permission to leave (and then to re-enter if desired) 🩸 Due to being dead, his skin's constantly cold to the touch. He can be warmed up, but it usually takes a lot of effort. He super hates this, but usually just wears heavier clothes and is cranky 🩸 His sharp canines are retractable to a nigh-normal length, but as he's purple, he doesn't typically bother with this... 🩸 Speaks in a somewhat dramatic manner, preferring flowing phrasing and a lack of contractions where possible. Also prone to rude, sarcastic banter 🩸

Humans in his world just have pointy elf ears, though vampires have much longer one 🦇 Vampires can only be sustained on human blood, not animal 🦇 It's common knowledge that if left completely void of blood for an extended period of time, a vampire will starve to death. As such, they're often caught in pit traps and left there 🦇 Vampires are created by a pre-existing vampire totally draining a person of all blood. People can can get bit and get out of it without becoming undead 🦇 Once transformed into a vampire, the majority of a person's organs will atrophy with some being reabsorbed by the body. The main ones that remain are the heart, lungs, and stomach. The stomach holds blood before it's pushed into the veins, lungs oxygenate the blood to keep it alive for longer, and heart both circulates and digests the blood. The stomach is no longer capable of digestion and just holds stuff. Any other organs that remain may also be used to hold excess blood in the event that the vampire consumes a whole lot of it 🦇 If not actively tending to blood in their system, a vampire has no need to breathe 🦇 Vampires often pant/hyperventilate when stressed as a residual fight-or-flight effect 🦇 Vampires do not have enough water in their systems to cry. This is often used as an identifier if it's not already obvious that a person's been turned
Songs: • Normal song ❤ Ship song Just vibes Song character would listen to
❤ despair by leo.
Extra: /



  • Warmth
  • Not having to think about getting more blood
  • Coffee (with whipped cream : ) )
  • Stargazing
  • Museums

  • Sleeping a lot
  • People trying to relate with him
  • Being cold
  • Not being able to cry
  • Other vampires


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Avril

Craven initially is quite livid with Avril, as the human contained him in their basement when all he wanted was like a little blood. He wasn't gonna kill them or anything, good grief. For his attempted crime, he's held hostage while the wuss tries to figure out what to do with him

Name

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