Manzanilla

Ember Grove - Supernatural RP

_{T i m e : P a s t D u s k
L o c a t i o n : E m b e r G r o v e P a r k
I n t e r a c t i o n s : L e i l a n i - @MsMorningstar
♢}

Leilani was the newest member of the clan, one that Cyler hadn't seen around much. He understands why, and he understood what she might be feeling, so he offered an easy smile as a greeting. "Hey there, I thought I recognized you." He shifted his camera to the side, grin still in place. "Just a few photos here and there, might need a second opinion on some of these." He offered, lifting the camera a bit. "Want to take a look at them?" He had only gotten back into photography in the past weeks, and he was still rusty. He found that seeing details to certain objects came easier to him, but his colors were still off- though the whole thing about not breathing did help when he wanted to make those streaky photos with the lights! A plus of being a vampire; steady hands and no breathing. Boy, how could it get better than this?

It had taken Cyler a while to get used to not breathing, or not having to blink, or everything really. The weirdest part had been the food. He had loved to eat, but now he couldn't even swallow a candy without feeling sick- then the whole blood thing? It had taken him almost two months to get over the fact he was drinking human blood because animal blood was not good. Not one bit. He still had to take his blood rations in a thermal or in a container where he couldn't see the red.

"We can walk around town? We still have time before the sun rises, and I really want to take some pictures of all the clubs and bars are. They got so many cool lights and stuff." Cyler didn't notice the Leilani's attempt at a joke. Instead, he offered her his camera with another grin. "You can critique my photos while we walk- they won't be good, so I'm warning you now."

Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

_{LOCATION & TIME : CORONA PARK
INTERACTIONS :ARIA - @KatKook
MENTIONS :}

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"Ah, shall we head to the ball first?" Lilith kept their little scene going, adding the most stereotypical British accent she could muster. She stifled her laughter as she locked her truck and led the way to the path. "We can go to see the band first. I think they're just doing love song covers, I think." She mirrored Aria's shrug. Lilith wasn't so sure what to do in the park other than walking around and maybe having a picnic but neither of them had brought food. "If it gets too corny we kick them out and you can play something for the audience." Lilith teased, giving her hand a small squeeze.

Lilith looked at Aria, a smile spreading when she said she'd either awkwardly say thank you or hideaway. A trademark from Aria and Lilith loved it. She laughed a bit, stepping closer until their shoulders bumped. It was nice hearing her say that she would stay the same. Often people let the slightest taste of fame change them so Lilith was glad that Aria wasn't that kind of person.

"Oh? Pink hair?" Lilith's eyebrows perked up but she didn't make a big deal out of it so she wouldn't make Aria nervous about it. "Can't wait to hear it!" And then tease her about it just a bit- and then give Aria all the kisses because who wrote songs for their girlfriends like that? She almost had to look away to hide the blush creeping up on Lilith's face. How was Aria this good?

Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

_{LOCATION & TIME : GOLDEN FLOWER
INTERACTIONS : ASSOCIATES
MENTIONS : Milo - @Pilatus , Siobhan - @Almalthia
OUTFIT OF THE DAY: ♦}

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Alejandro glanced down at the flowers the man was holding, eyebrows arching up just the slightest. Ah, so it was one of those. "Perfect!" He brought back his customer-service smile and motioned to the cash register. "If you are done, I can check you out- if not feel free to look around. We also have catalogs you can look at-" A young man walked past them, dressed in jeans and a black shirt withe the flower shop's logo on his back. He was carrying a large sun flower arrangement, it looked small around his heavily tattooed arms. "Ahem- anyway, we have other options you can look at by the counter."

With another smile, he looked at Siobhan. "You too, feel free to wonder around the front of the shop. If you want to take pictures of anything in particular just let me now if I can help." He needed to keeps tabs on her and make sure she didn't try to sneak behind the counter like the journalist almost had. Jesus, Alejandro should have just said no to the lady and keep his piece of mind.

All of this trouble and he still had the rest of the day to look forward to. Great.

Ember Grove - Supernatural RP

_{T i m e : P a s t D u s k
L o c a t i o n : E m b e r G r o v e P a r k
I n t e r a c t i o n s : L e i l a n i - @MsMorningstar
♢}

Click. Click. Click.

The sound of the shutter from his camera filled the air around Cyler. The night was quiet on this side of town, with only the chirping of the crickets and the shutter going off. Nights like these, where he walked alone along the paths of the park until the sun rose that reminded him of his life back in Los Angeles. He'd often go out during the night with Ben, both sporting their cameras as they walked along the streets shooting anything that looked pretty. Ben always had a preference to shoot lights, any kind of lights. He'd see the perfect shot where Cyler could not, and Ben would show him to see things his way- to find the beauty when it was hidden beneath the ugly of Los Angeles.

Click.

Cyler looked down at the photo, the light from the light post illuminated the bench next to it. It might have been an interesting photo if he had cropped it correctly. Maybe move slightly more to the right? Would Ben do that? Would he call him, amor, and guide him until he saw the perfect picture? Make him see the little details. Ben had pushed Cyler out of his comfort zone to photographs other things other than nature. They had lived in LA, and nature was limited in the city- so Cyler began to photograph people. Street photography had become his favorite that he would convince Ben to go out every week with him to just photograph random strangers out on the streets.

It had all gone when he had been turned. Everything. Cyler was no longer Cyler but just a shell, an empty shell with nothing to offer to the world. Ben hadn't been there to help him anymore. There wasn't anyone to push him to the streets with his camera and just shoot. Luckily, Cyler had slowly remembered to be himself again. It had been a precess- still was one.

"I wonder how he's doing." Cyler looked up from his camera, his fingers gripping the equipment loosely. He often wondered what Ben was doing, how he had taken the news of everything- what his siblings were doing. It would be so easy to pick up a phone and look them up, contact them and tell them he was fine. That he was alive and that they could meet again- but then Cyler would remember that if they knew they'd deem him a demon, a devil, something that wasn't supposed to exist. With a shake of his head, Cyler began to walk again along the path. He couldn't think of them like that. He had to move on.

Cyler stopped walking when he noticed a figure walking out to the field in the park. He tilted his head, curious about the person, and raised his camera. He fixed the settings, fingers moving with ease over the buttons of the camera before he shot. The figure was female. Cyler continued to watch her as she sat down and pulled out what seemed like a notebook from her bag.

Click. Click.

She sat there for a while, and Cyler watched until the woman pulled a familiar contained from her bag. "Ah." He couldn't help his feet as he began to walk towards the woman. He remembered her now.

Destined For Fame

Here!

Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

_{LOCATION & TIME : CORONA PARK
INTERACTIONS :ARIA - @KatKook
MENTIONS :}

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"Ah, shall we head to the ball first?" Lilith kept their little scene going, adding the most stereotypical British accent she could muster. She stifled her laughter as she locked her truck and led the way to the path. "We can go to see the band first. I think they're just love song covers, I think." She mirrored Aria's shrug. Lilith wasn't so sure what to do in the park other than walking around and maybe judge some people on what they had chosen to wear. Either way, she took Aria's hand and intertwined their fingers as they began to walk down one of the paths.

"So, what are you going to do with your new boom in fans and followers?" Lilith looked at Aria as they walked. They had talked about it just briefly the night before but didn't go too much into dept with the conversation. "I know it happened over there in Korea, but I bet the fans will start spreading it over here." If a celebrity liked something, their fans did too. Nothing really stayed in one place either, things spread over and spilled to other circles and countries. "It's still so awesome." Who knew if Lilith was dating the next superstar- or producer or artist! It didn't matter, as long as Aria saw growth in her work. Lilith wanted to be there for all the goods and the bads.

Ember Grove - Supernatural RP

_{T i m e : P a s t D u s k
L o c a t i o n : N e a r t h e A r c a d e C l u b
I n t e r a c t i o n s : N / A}

Cubs and bars were the last of Lilith's options to get an early night snack. While she liked to party and dance her ass off all night sometimes, getting some drunken human from The Pit was becoming a hassle. Hunters were now frequenting the clubs and bars of Ember Grove in hopes of catching more stupid vampires that hadn't gotten the memo. Seriously, if you hear that hunters are going to clubs to hunt them, why would any sensible vampire go there without some backup? Idiots! If they were stupid enough to go alone, or go at all for hunting, then they deserved to be shanked by those fucking hunters.

Besides, there was no fun with drunken humans. They never fought back, not really. Lilith loved the rush of seeing humans run for their lives. She liked seeing the hope in their eyes where they were about to get away just for Lilith to dig her pretty fangs in their warm flesh. Of course, that usually just applied to her male victims. She tried to pick the biggest and meanest douche bag she could find, lure them to a private place where they could have some fun, and start her little games.

Tonight had been no different.

"Ugh, you got blood on my shirt." Lilith pushed the limp body of the man she had been chasing through the back allies of the city for a few minutes now. His body fell hard on the concrete floor next to a pile of trash. If it had been Lilith's choice, she would have done this in the man's car or somewhere that didn't reek of piss and vomit.

After wiping some of the blood that had spilled from the side of her lips, she pulled out a small mirror from her purse and reapplied her make-up, using the dim light of the light post. "Stupid man, if you wouldn't have run in here, it would have been more romantic like in, I don't know, the woods or the fucking river!" She groaned and kicked the man on the side of the head. "You really had to drag me here."

She scrunched up her nose as she put away the lipstick back in her purse and pulled the zipper close of her fluffy pink sweater to hide the very tiny bloodstain. It had been one of Lilith's favorite shirts, and now it was ruined because some dumb asshole had decided to try to punch her. Her! Who punched a lady trying to eat? "Rude." She huffed down at the now lifeless body.

With that, Lilith took the man's wallet, walked across the street to the river, and threw it into the water after taking any cash it had in it. She watched it disappear into the water before turning around and making her way towards The Pit now with her hunger satisfied and ready to shake her ass all night long.

The Display Shelf by Pyxis

Cyler Johnson

◈ A walking question mark. ◈

Cyler Johnson

◈ L o o k s Hider ◈ DoB: November 17, 1990 ◈ Height: 6 feet 5 inches ◈ Weight: 187 lbs ◈ Skin: Smooth Copper Complextion ◈ Eyes: Dark Brown ◈ Markings: N/A ◈ R e l a t i o n s Hider ◈ Sexuality: Homosexual ◈ Relationship Status: Single ◈ Family Status: Deceased ◈ Pets: N/As ◈ Open to friends from 1 to 10?: 9 ◈ Open to romance from 1 to 10?: 7 ◈ S k i l l s Hider ◈ Photography ◈ Hunting ◈ Baking ◈ Being a cute mf ◈ Being fucking oblivious ◈ Fighting - Self-defense

◈ D i s l i k e s Dislikes ◈ Pure Bloods ◈ Hunters ◈ Werewolves ◈ Heat ◈ Loud Sounds ◈ Peppermint ◈ L i k e s Hobbies ◈ Hip-hop ◈ Nature ◈ Vintage Cameras ◈ Plasma > Blood ◈ Tall Guys ◈ Warlocks ◈ H o b b i e s Skills ◈ Photography ◈ Reading ◈ Hunting - traditional (animals) ◈ Training to fight

◈ P e r s o n a l i t y

Polite ◈ Friendly ◈ Gentle ◈ Oblivious ◈ Clumsy ◈ Kind ◈ Awkward ◈ Soft

Creative, friendly and dumb by nature, Cyler loves to take pictures and be a cute little cinnamonroll. Seriously, he wouldn't hurt a fly if he could. Cyler cares too much about people to feed on them, often realying on blood bags. He even tries to hide disguise the blood in coffee cups so he won't have to see it since he's still trying to cope with the idea that he's a vampire.

He doesn't let it get to him, of course. Cyler is grateful to be alive, or half alive. He's a resilient man who tries to see the positive to everything no matter how bad the situation is. He knows how the world works, but that doesn't mean it should be so harsh and fucked up. With a bit of sugar sprinkled her and there, Cyler tries to make everything better for others.

While he tries his best to do what he can for people, Cyler can be dense sometimes. His inability to read people and situations can make for awkward situations that only make it worse by his nature to point things out. Someone help this man.

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◈ H i s t o r y

Born in Los Angeles, California, Cyler grew up with a single mother and four other siblings. His mother did her best to provide for them while working two jobs and finishing nursing school. He was practically raised by his grandmother and his older sister, Kath. Being the youngest of his siblings, he always got hand-me-downs. Cyler never cared about it. He was happy where he was. He loved his momma and his granny, and even his annoying older brother Ty.

Living in the projects wasn't easy. There was always something going on around them; cops were often called, and you'd see the usual squirrel running off with a mysterious baggy in its mouth. In school, Cyler was barely passing his classes with Cs. He managed to graduate high school a year late due to the fact he had been held back a year for not passing math.

Cyler started working straight out of high school to help him momma and his new baby sister while the rest of his siblings started their own lives. Despite the struggles he had endured during his childhood, Cyler managed to get a job at a photo studio. It paid well enough to help his family and have a little extra for himself. It was there where he found his passion for photography- and the man who he would madly fall in love with. Though, it took him months to realize because of how dense and oblivious Cyler is.

His sexuality had never been a problem for his family. His uncle was gay, too, paving the way for Cyler to be accepted by his family quickly. Luckily, the man he has fallen for had felt the same. They began dating and after four years of working in the same studio, moving in together close to his mother's place, they married in an unofficial wedding- since same-sex marriage was not yet recognized. It was all going like a dream, a happy dream! Until disaster struck.

Cyler had been staying with his mother and his sister, taking care of her since she had fallen sick when they attacked. It was during the middle of the night when the door was broken down by a woman in black clothes. Her mouth was bloodied- all of her was. She attacked Cyler first when he tried to stop her, but she was too strong. She bit him, drank, and drank until he felt the world fade. Then it was his mother and sister, he could hear them screaming from his spot on the floor, but he couldn't do anything to stop the madwoman.

Next thing he knew, Cyler was laying in a plush bed, his throat burning and his head aching. A man stood over him, watching him as Cyler struggled to get up. The man, Lukas, explained to him that he had been hunting the woman- a vampire- and had stumbled on Cyler while tracking him. He was barely alive when Lukas got to him and turned him, wanting another subject, wanting to add to his little "clan." Lukas gave him the option to leave after he had been trained, and Cyler left. He couldn't be around the man who had forced him to live instead of dying. He didn't return to his husband either, afraid that he would hate him for being turned. All of it seemed like a nightmare- even when he fed on humans.

Cyler kept moving throughout the country until he found himself in Ember Grove and joined the Báthory Clan. They were like him- they understood him. So he stayed, hoping to find something in this town. Slowly he began to feel more like his olf self the more he spent time in the town. He got a job in a photo studio, like before, and began to take photos again. First of nature, then of people and things. Maybe he could be like the old Cyler, maybe.

◈ C l a n
Báthory Clan

◈ P u r e b l o o d ?
No


◈ C l a n
◈ Loves to go swimming during the night.
◈ Takes his camera everywhere he goes.
◈ Walking meme vault.
◈ Calls people over 100 boomers.

The Display Shelf by Pyxis

The Bunny

◈ The vampire that will steel your girl. ◈

Lilith Acosta

◈ L o o k s Hider ◈ DoB: December 25, 1947 - 73 years old ◈ Height: 5 foot 7 inches ◈ Weight: 150lbs ◈ Skin: Tanned ◈ Eyes: Green ◈ Markings: ◈ , ◈ ◈ R e l a t i o n s Hider ◈ Sexuality: Bisexual - prefers women ◈ Relationship Status: single and will steal your girl ◈ Family Status: kicking and turning somewhere in Italy ◈ Pets: bunny rabbit name Peaches ◈ Open to friends from 1 to 10?: 10 ◈ Open to romance from 1 to 10?: 9 ◈ S k i l l s Hider ◈ Dancing / Poledancing ◈ Almost endless stamina ◈ Flirting ◈ Acting / Lying ◈ Being sneaky

◈ D i s l i k e s Dislikes ◈ Party Poopers ◈ Stinky Warewolves ◈ Police ◈ Being Hungry ◈ Boring People ◈ Broken Humans ◈ Boring colors ◈ L i k e s Hobbies ◈ Playing with her food ◈ Partying ◈ Anything cute ◈ Pastel colors ◈ Girls ◈ Animals ◈ H o b b i e s Skills ◈ Art ◈ Dancing ◈ Hunting

◈ P e r s o n a l i t y

Clingy ◈ Talkative ◈ Charismatic ◈ Short Tempered ◈ Thick Skinned ◈ Impatient ◈ Caring ◈ Arrogant

Lilith was once a shy girl hidden from the outside world. Her father raised her to be a poised young woman with high expectations. She was to be a vampire princess who hunted humans for sport and was ruthless to werewolves and snacked on witches during the night. Instead, Lilith grew up to be a rebellious young vampire with a knack of dancing and partying late in the morning.

Lilith is very much an extrovert who care very little about other people's opinions or views on her. She's a very honest and rather blunt person that can come off as abrasive. Her offhand comments and an ever-present smile can make people feel put off by her. Despite that, Lilith always tries to strike a conversation with people about anything and everything. No one is off-limits to her, not even hunters who are ready to kill her can escape her chattering.

Rebellious by nature, Lilith has always challenged the cliche and stereotypes of vampires. With colorful clothes, pink hair, and an unusual job, she had gained the reputation of being almost human-like-- which she doesn't mind. She often challenges her clas's views by socializing with werewolves and dancing for them in the club. She gets a kick from doing things others would disagree with her.

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◈ H i s t o r y
Born in Rome, Italy, to the leaders of the Rosa Dorata Clan, she was sheltered all of her life. Her mother died just a year later by the hands of the Cacciatrici- a group of women werewolves who hunt vampires. They had been targetting Lilith's mother for years and finally killed her just before Lilith's first birthday. Her father had been devasted by the death of his wife, leading him to be overprotective and possessive of his only daughter. Her older brothers, Antonio and Matteo were already old and had lives of their own outside of Italy so it was only her and her father.

Growing up, Lilith was raised to be the perfect vampire princess. She had the best education from other younger vampires in her clan. Private tutors, special nannies, and personal saves that she could snack on whenever she pleased. Her father always had the latest fashion of her and anything she could ever want- but she was restricted to only the tower she had been born in. Ever since the murder of Lilith's mother her father trapped her in the tower. Under lock and surveillance, she was never allowed to leave.

Unfortunately for her father, Lilith had a gift for being sneaky. She was always able to sneak past the guards after lock picking the various locks on the windows. She would either sneak by climbing out of a window or silently sneaking past the guards posted outside of the tower. She'd usually escape to the universities around Rome to mingle with humans, she joined groups and protests- challenged the authority by day and returned to her tower by night. It kept going like that well into the 80s until she was discovered sneaking back in by her father.

She spent the next ten years locked and confined to one room with only her tutors, slaves, and her father being visitors. It took Lilith ten years to escape one last time. She ran for days until the hunger wasn't bearable anymore. Until her mind couldn't tell what was real or not. By that stage of hunger Lilith had made her way up the Netherlands and hadn't stopped running until now.

After finding a new clan, Lilith slowly recovered. It only took her father a few months to find her. With the help of Orsa- a lover from her old clan, helped her escape to the states under a different surname. She found her way into the Viet Et Mort, where food was easily available and had a rather quiet way of living, aside from the whole human farm- which Lilith thinks it's soooooo cliche.

She tends to keep to herself, for the most part. Lilith does love to bother the other members, flirts with them and teases them every now and then. The job she took up in Ember Grove bothered some of the clan and questioned her, but she has been able to bring in more humans for the bloody piggy bank than most have- so she has been left alone for now. Besides, Lilith dances for a fucking living. Like, how awesome is that? She loves to lure in the men that try her too much and just munch on their little necks.

◈ C l a n
Viet Et Mort

◈ P u r e b l o o d ?
Yes

Ember Grove - Supernatural RP

Just gonna drop this here, because why not? c:

Cyler Johnson

◈ A walking question mark. ◈

Cyler Johnson

◈ L o o k s Hider ◈ DoB: November 17, 1990 ◈ Height: 6 feet 5 inches ◈ Weight: 187 lbs ◈ Skin: Smooth Copper Complextion ◈ Eyes: Dark Brown ◈ Markings: N/A ◈ R e l a t i o n s Hider ◈ Sexuality: Homosexual ◈ Relationship Status: Single ◈ Family Status: Deceased ◈ Pets: N/As ◈ Open to friends from 1 to 10?: 9 ◈ Open to romance from 1 to 10?: 7 ◈ S k i l l s Hider ◈ Photography ◈ Hunting ◈ Baking ◈ Being a cute mf ◈ Being fucking oblivious ◈ Fighting - Self-defense

◈ D i s l i k e s Dislikes ◈ Pure Bloods ◈ Hunters ◈ Werewolves ◈ Heat ◈ Loud Sounds ◈ Peppermint ◈ L i k e s Hobbies ◈ Hip-hop ◈ Nature ◈ Vintage Cameras ◈ Plasma > Blood ◈ Tall Guys ◈ Warlocks ◈ H o b b i e s Skills ◈ Photography ◈ Reading ◈ Hunting - traditional (animals) ◈ Training to fight

◈ P e r s o n a l i t y

Polite ◈ Friendly ◈ Gentle ◈ Oblivious ◈ Clumsy ◈ Kind ◈ Awkward ◈ Soft

Creative, friendly and dumb by nature, Cyler loves to take pictures and be a cute little cinnamonroll. Seriously, he wouldn't hurt a fly if he could. Cyler cares too much about people to feed on them, often realying on blood bags. He even tries to hide disguise the blood in coffee cups so he won't have to see it since he's still trying to cope with the idea that he's a vampire.

He doesn't let it get to him, of course. Cyler is grateful to be alive, or half alive. He's a resilient man who tries to see the positive to everything no matter how bad the situation is. He knows how the world works, but that doesn't mean it should be so harsh and fucked up. With a bit of sugar sprinkled her and there, Cyler tries to make everything better for others.

While he tries his best to do what he can for people, Cyler can be dense sometimes. His inability to read people and situations can make for awkward situations that only make it worse by his nature to point things out. Someone help this man.

---

◈ H i s t o r y

Born in Los Angeles, California, Cyler grew up with a single mother and four other siblings. His mother did her best to provide for them while working two jobs and finishing nursing school. He was practically raised by his grandmother and his older sister, Kath. Being the youngest of his siblings, he always got hand-me-downs. Cyler never cared about it. He was happy where he was. He loved his momma and his granny, and even his annoying older brother Ty.

Living in the projects wasn't easy. There was always something going on around them; cops were often called, and you'd see the usual squirrel running off with a mysterious baggy in its mouth. In school, Cyler was barely passing his classes with Cs. He managed to graduate high school a year late due to the fact he had been held back a year for not passing math.

Cyler started working straight out of high school to help him momma and his new baby sister while the rest of his siblings started their own lives. Despite the struggles he had endured during his childhood, Cyler managed to get a job at a photo studio. It paid well enough to help his family and have a little extra for himself. It was there where he found his passion for photography- and the man who he would madly fall in love with. Though, it took him months to realize because of how dense and oblivious Cyler is.

His sexuality had never been a problem for his family. His uncle was gay, too, paving the way for Cyler to be accepted by his family quickly. Luckily, the man he has fallen for had felt the same. They began dating and after four years of working in the same studio, moving in together close to his mother's place, they married in an unofficial wedding- since same-sex marriage was not yet recognized. It was all going like a dream, a happy dream! Until disaster struck.

Cyler had been staying with his mother and his sister, taking care of her since she had fallen sick when they attacked. It was during the middle of the night when the door was broken down by a woman in black clothes. Her mouth was bloodied- all of her was. She attacked Cyler first when he tried to stop her, but she was too strong. She bit him, drank, and drank until he felt the world fade. Then it was his mother and sister, he could hear them screaming from his spot on the floor, but he couldn't do anything to stop the madwoman.

Next thing he knew, Cyler was laying in a plush bed, his throat burning and his head aching. A man stood over him, watching him as Cyler struggled to get up. The man, Lukas, explained to him that he had been hunting the woman- a vampire- and had stumbled on Cyler while tracking him. He was barely alive when Lukas got to him and turned him, wanting another subject, wanting to add to his little "clan." Lukas gave him the option to leave after he had been trained, and Cyler left. He couldn't be around the man who had forced him to live instead of dying. He didn't return to his husband either, afraid that he would hate him for being turned. All of it seemed like a nightmare- even when he fed on humans.

Cyler kept moving throughout the country until he found himself in Ember Grove and joined the Báthory Clan. They were like him- they understood him. So he stayed, hoping to find something in this town. Slowly he began to feel more like his olf self the more he spent time in the town. He got a job in a photo studio, like before, and began to take photos again. First of nature, then of people and things. Maybe he could be like the old Cyler, maybe.

◈ C l a n
Báthory Clan

◈ P u r e b l o o d ?
No


◈ C l a n
◈ Loves to go swimming during the night.
◈ Takes his camera everywhere he goes.
◈ Walking meme vault.
◈ Calls people over 100 boomers.