My OC for VtM
My English is bad. I use a translator. I apologize in advance. /do not use for rp/
Era: America of the 1980s–90s Name: Shannon Sanders Clan: Gangrel Age: 32-35 ( fledglings) Height: 170 cm (without heels) Lives in Denver, 1991 Personality: Paranoid, sarcastic, rude, attentive, sincere.
Born and working in Denver for her old university “friend,” the same woman who stole Shannon’s chance to become the star of a horror showcase. (That friend was turned into a vampire on the same night as her.)
Now Shannon lurks in the shadows, watching the stolen fame from afar while working as a makeup artist.
She dreams of reclaiming her chance to become a “star” and proving to both herself and her family that she is worth something.
(Her parents constantly doubted her beauty and her ambition ever since childhood, “protecting” her from disappointment. And besides, “the less attention you draw, the fewer problems you get.”)
Shannon became a vampire only recently, and she struggles deeply to accept the fact that she is now a “monster” — not even alive anymore. A walking corpse.
Maybe biting people would not be so terrifying… if she did not completely lose control and crave tearing her victims apart. Devouring every piece of their flesh. Yes, Shannon developed the flaw known as “Complete Consumption.”
The constant battle against the Beast and her hunger never leaves her in peace. Neither does her self-hatred. Every cut on her arm is a reminder of another failure.
Facts:
Her first victim was the neighbor’s Spitz dog, which she loved dearly.
Carries razor blades and a handgun.
Has cheetah-like spots on her shoulders (visible in the reference).
Loves fast food. (“No time to run around fancy restaurants! That bitch’s shooting schedule lasts all damn day… gotta do her makeup right, same as the rest of those freaks.”)
Transformation: Hyena / Rat Other clothes
