Blutsauger
Narcissistic - Insecure - Vicious
Fame, like power, corrupts...
Pet Name: Blutsauger
Owner: Starshine
Theme / Type: Nightmare Haruba
Gender: Male
MisticPal Name: Heathcliffe
MisticPal Age: 4148 Days
Does It Hurt When I Do This?
Hit Points: 28 / 28
Strength: 15
Defense: 0
Speed: 18
Intellect: 15
Misticpower: 30
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
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Books Read
Books Read: 1/373 [ View Books ]
1. The Evil Cackle
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: 0/1254 [ View Foods ]
It leads you to peaks unseen and then lets you fall to decadance...
"I told you it was a bad idea." The little girl said casually fiddling with the hem of her dress. Though she looked no older than 9, her voice was eerily grown up. This didn’t seem to bother the man who simply sighed and leaned back in his arm chair, closing his eyes.
"You've created a Frankenstein." She sneered
"Are you done taunting me?" the man asked, his eyes still closed "What am I to do now?"
"Kill her." She said coldly.
"You know I can't do that."
"Why not?"
"Because I have a reputation and a career which will be destroyed if anyone found out I killed my own student, my protege. The one they call my 'successor'." He spat out the last word like venom.
"Lighten up, darling. You are irreplaceable." The child purred
"And I wish to stay that way. But first, I need that girl out of my way."
"Well, James, like I've said before, the only way you can get her out of your way is killing her. She is not going to disappear on her own."
James straightened up, his eyes flying open in a flash. "Of course..."
"What?"
"Can't you make her disappear?" he asked turning to the girl
"Ah!" she said, delighted "You are one evil man, aren't you James?"
"You can do that can't you?"
"Well, she would have to disappear somewhere, right?"
"What do you mean?"
"This mansion of yours, it huge. There are so many rooms here and some of them are never ever even used."
"Well..." James began, not sure where the conversation was going.
"I'm sure you wouldn't mind keeping a guest in one of the rooms." she said "And I hope you certainly wouldn't mind if the guest was a little... well, 'permanent'."
"I can't imprison her. Even if I do, how do I know she would stay there."
"Oh she wouldn't technically be staying there. Only a part of her would." The child said with a sinister grin.
"Is it what I think it is?"
"Well that depends on what you are thinking, doesn't it James?" the little girl said before breaking into a devious cackle.
More on him...
Name James Blutsauger
Age 45
Profession Singer
Relationship Status He is too self absorbed to actually maintain any healthy relationship but fancies himself as quite the ladies man
SO Claims to be Striaght
Personality James had been a superstar in his time and he still hasn't quite reconciled himself to the fact that his fans have forgotten him. He isn't ready to let go of the fame and stardom that he once enjoyed. He is trapped in the past, still believing that he is a star. He holds concerts where he pays audiences to listen to him and insists on holding elaborate parties that no one attends. For him, things never changed and he is still the superstar he once was. Though dapper and suave, James is an incredibly narcissistic person. He thinks that he is the best and no one can surpass him. To prevent that from happening, he placed a curse on his own student whose popularity insinuated his insecurity. As years have passed by, he has all but forgotten about her and still when he occasionally passes by the door of the room confining her shudders with fear at what lays inside because he still fears that she might steal his fame again.
Appearance James is very much the dapper gent with his neatly slicked back chestnut hair and grey eyes. He has chiselled features that have seen the effects of age but are appealing nevertheless. He is quite fussy about his clothing and will tend to wear a formal tuxedo on almost every occasion.
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Closer Home
I'm sorry for what I had to do to you, sweetie. But there can only be one true star.
You are one evil little girl!
Fame is a drug, you only need to taste it once to become it's slave.
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