❝ i hopped off the plane at LAX, with a dream and my cardigan ❞
𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐬: name: james caradawc nicknames: jamie, jay, nerd, bucktooth ( derogatory; his right fang is crooked ) pronouns: he/him dob: january 9 / capricorn species: vampire occupation: barista at the daily grind graduate student ( archaeology / history major )
𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲: positive traits: optimistic, studious, earnest, loyal, dedicated, attentive negative traits: compulsive, insecure, stubborn, blunt, introverted
𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬: typical vampire abilities, learned survivalist skills ( in theory ), expert level specialization in ancient runes, has extensive knowledge of supernatural creatures
𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬:
james was the only child of his family and the first to go to college. his parents always believed that he would end up making it big and being successful and for a while he could believe their cookie cutter future. a wife and three kids what could go wrong? only james felt trapped. what if he didn’t want a wife? what if he didn’t want kids? so he did what any college kid in their twenties did; he partied one night and met a walking disaster of a man.
he never knew what it was about his mystery lover, never really knew his name or where he went in the morning only that every night was addictive. but it left him feeler weaker and weaker. there was the fleeting thought of running, of returning to his normal life with his parents. they’d be disappointed sure but on the outskirts of chicago he was sure there was something he could do. he could still amount to something. but then james only remembered how those eyes looked in the half shadows; sad and yet - hungry. it broke his heart seeing someone he loved looking so pained so without knowing what he agreed to, he told his lover to keep going. it was the last night he’d experience as a human.
james never intended to become a vampire. and waking with his arm nearly burnt off because of the morning light? not the best introduction. but he didn’t have his lover there to tell him what the hell was going on or how to fix it or even live with it. for a long time he isolated in his dorm room growing hungrier and hungrier and hungrier until one fateful day his parents decided to visit after a worrisome phone call from his best friend in chem. and well, nature was nature and by the time he came to, james saw that all that was left of his parents was left all over his dorm room and stuck to the shitty ceiling fan. he wanted to scream and feel sick but - all he could do was sit there and cry. partly because he couldn’t remember those moments before it all happened. but mostly james cried and weeped because he was disgusted that all he could think about was the fact he felt so devastatingly hungry. james sobbed himself to sleep because his stomach curdled with grief and loathing. after this incident he swore he’d find out everything he could about what he was and how he could stop it and hopefully with enough effort ‘cure’ what had changed him.
he is relatively easy to approach and friendly, but has very few friends until he decided to move to los santos. james naturally is shy and awkward around strangers and it takes time for him to open up even on a friendly platonic level. it's easier for him when he holds the world at arm’s length especially whenever he remembers what happened to his parents. part of him wants to make friends and remember what it’s like to feel close to someone without being so damn terrified all the time. but who would find history attractive? or want to be friends with someone who could excitedly talk about sumptuary laws? james is quick to deflect romantic overtures out of fear of history repeating but mostly because he’s afraid of hurting anyone that happened to get too close. he couldn’t stomach it if he ended up ruining someone’s life just because he got too caught up in the moment.
james is resolute in his studies to the point it could be considered dangerously obsessive. his “day” job in the underground marketplace doesn’t leave him with much free time but he is always quick to indulge in spending hours at the library at the college and the public library when he can sneak away. spending close to ten years now reading and more recently trying to learn all he can about the supernatural world and if there was a ‘cure’ for being a vampire has left him being a bit like a walking encyclopedia. but there’s something like relief for him being in los santos after he discovered the vast supernatural community and james is especially open when it comes to getting to know others like him.
work and his near endless research keeps him busy for most of his free time and james likes the routine of it even if he can’t stand his job some days and how powerless he feels when it comes to his hunger. james spends most of his free time split either at the art museum looking at the artwork while eating his ‘lunch’, roaming the los santos public library for a new book he hasn’t already read, or visiting the conservatory of flowers. most weekends he ends up staying indoors pouring over his books or at his apartment in greenhaven working on a pet project or two.












