About Charlotte Mallory. . Willpower: •••••
Demeanor: Autist
Concept: Dilettante (Student)
Age: 30
Physical (3)
Social (5)
Mental (7)
Talents (3)
Skills (5)
Knowledge (13)
Disciplines (4)
Backgrounds (6)
Virtues (7)
Merits (3)
Flaws (1)
Freebies (21)
Jeremy Walker (Sire) - A vampire embraced towards the end of his life in the late 1800s, Jeremy himself is a Malkavian. While he can have feelings for humans, they tend to be mostly based in curiosity and interest. Jeremy’s Derangement is “Obsession”. An inventor and loner in life, he is now obsessed with fixing and repairing things, from machinery to gadgets to people. Jeremy himself lives in Gary, spending a lot of his time in an old Steel Mill. X (Ally) - A Journalist? X (Contact) - Works in the morgue or an ambulance Father Jameson (Contact) - Priest. Does Last Rite stuff.
Charlotte moved to Chicago from a small town in Virginia, intending to study to be a Doctor. Her first few years there were uneventful, quiet, locked in study. All the while having no idea that a vampire was watching her with great interest. Charlotte made fast friends with her roommate Tara, and they stayed together through pre-med and into medical school. (Tara was going into OBGYN, while Charlotte wanted to work in trauma. One night, after she’d been having a particularly lousy day, Tara implored Charlotte to go out for a drink with her. While Charlotte would ordinarily have loved to go and support her friend, she herself felt overwhelmed. After a short argument, Tara went out by herself. And never came back. While at the bar she met and went with the wrong kind of guy, the kind who left her body in pieces when he was finished with her. Though objectively not her fault, Charlotte blamed herself, and felt an overwhelming guilt at not having been there for her friend. While she tried to get her life back together, there was no real way of coming back from it. She’d imagine things going different. She’d see Tara walk in the door as if nothing had happened, as if it had all been a mistake. She started talking to Tara as if Tara was actually there. Her studies began to suffer, and she eventually dropped out of school. Unable to live with the guilt and pain she was feeling, Charlotte decided to take her own life. The idea of inflicting harm, even on herself, made her queasy, and she decided that the method she’d use would be pills. It would be like going to sleep. She knew enough about what to get, and how big of a dose to take, and it all happened quite easily. There was no one to stop her, no one to know what she was even going through. While she was lying there, waiting to drift off to sleep for the last time, Jeremy Walker finally came to her. He was older, perhaps 60, and spoke with an English accent. He stroked her hair in a loving way, and told her a story about how when he was a boy in the early 1800s. The thresher had broken and his employer blamed him and was going to whip him for it. Jeremy grinned, remembering. Charlotte was too tired to respond, too tired to move. “The thresher wasn’t beyond repair, it just needed some attention. After I spent a few hours with it,it ran perfectly fine for years. You see,” He said, “It just needed a second chance.” He leaned down to bite her, and said “I was rather hoping you would come to that conclusion yourself, but we’ve run out of time I’m afraid.” He drained her blood quickly, not wanting to cause her any further pain, before slashing his own wrist and pressing it against her lips, letting the blood flow into her mouth.
Walking alone, Charlotte moves down the hallway slowly towards a patient’s room, carrying a chart with her. ”I don’t think so, George.” She says, looking to the empty space at her side. ”The Bulls may have won the championship last year, but winning it again seems unlikely. Even if they do have Michael Jordan.” Another nurse, Lauren, pops her head out of one of the patient rooms, staring at Charlotte with curiosity and slight concern. ”I thought I heard you talking to George.” She says, shaking her head. Charlotte looks at Lauren, her face deadpan. ”Oh, I was.” An awkward moment passes where Lauren stares at Charlotte, unable to tell if the girl is joking. ”George…” she says slowly, as if she’s breaking the news to Charlotte. ”George passed last week.” Laughing, Charlotte rolls her eyes. ”He’s always here.” Lauren stares hard at Charlotte before forcing a smile. ”Yeah,” she says. ”Yeah I get what you mean. I still feel lots of our patients here. There’s a lot of memories in these halls.” As Charlotte opens her mouth to disagree and further explain, a look of worry floods Laurens eyes, and she adds ”I should get back.” before quickly disappearing into the room and closing the door. Charlotte continues down the hallway, quiet for a few moments. ”Yes, George.” She says, eventually. ”I do think that was rude of her.”
Charlotte’s derangement is Sanguinary Animism - that is, she on some level believes that in sucking the blood from a living creature, she also consumes a portion of their soul. In the specific case of Charlotte, she less believes that their soul inhabits her body, and more that she is “haunted” by their spirits. This is an expression of Charlotte’s guilt for the things she has done - the “ghost” that most prominently visits her will be Tara’s. She will feel, though, as if the ghosts have told her things that have taken root in her mind, as if she had some memories from them. They are all inventions. In the case of her powers, she may also justify them with the use of these spirits. Eg: With Auspex being able to hear from a distance, she might say, “Oh, I didn’t hear them, James told me what they said.” Charlotte believes that drinking the blood from these people in life is what causes a bond with them. Even if they are still alive, they may choose to visit her, which she considers more of an “out of body experience” for them. Were she to kill someone by drinking their blood, she may come to believe that their bond is strong enough for their soul to possess her body. Viewing the "spirits" as helpful is largely how Charlotte is able to live with herself. The fact that blood symbolises the bond between herself and these others is intentional as her viewing herself as having their blood on her hands (which she largely does). Nightmares flaw is a manifestation of her fears, the murders, being haunted, etc. |
