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[bloodsongs]

NOEL SONG

Team
Cricket

Age
27(phys) / 51(true)

Height
5'10"

Objectives ✧ drinking blood
✧ music performance
✧ listening to other people

Taboos ✧ disobeying direct orders
✧ lying

Notes Isn't this dude famous or something?

OOC INFO

Character Canon
Original Character

Player Name
Cleo

Player Contact
gralsritter | Cleo#9893

Additional Notes THIS CHARACTER HAS AN INHERENT CW FOR SUBSTANCE ABUSE! I have an opt-out post, so please let me know if you need me to steer clear of that subject. As far as pings, he's a vampire and that's pretty clear. No heartbeat, cool to the touch, aura of ~being cursed~ and all that. He looks normal though because Blush of Life is a stupid concept go away CoD. Speaking of which he's derived from Vampire the Requiem (with house rules modifications) so there might be concepts from chronicles of Darkness that come up in conversation??

Basic OC Info: Noel was an A-list grunge rock star in the 90s, with a technically loving family in which he didn't quite fit. He dealt with pressure by rebelling as many young people do, and then he got famous and fell into the hard drugs wild party scene, as many rock stars do. He got a girlfriend who happened to be a vampire, and thus when he ODed at 27 she changed him, because she's from a bloodline that results in absolute shit control of one's emotions. So Noel also has shit emotional control but that's always been true so no real difference! Since his death he's mostly stayed out of vampire politics, though he did exert enough influence to have a territory of a single street night life strip in LA, which he controlled rather well all things considered.

But he's annoying so when a Crisis happened the local vampire Prince sent him off to join [the tabletop party] so that he would go tf away. This resulted in lots of dumb shenanigans and Noel resettling in NYC, where he owns a nightclub and tries to avoid responsibilities at all times. His hobbies are sex, drugs, rock'nroll, and avoiding his big brother who joined the anti-supernatural division of the US military and is trying very hard to get Noel to actually talk about their problems.

Basic Permissions Backtagging: Yes
Threadjacking: Yes
Shipping: Yes
Smut: Maybe
Violence: Yes
Killing: Maybe

Additional Permissions please do not send me pictures of (real) spiders, or talk to me about pregnancy-related kinks. no ships/smut with characters under 20. do not remove pieces of his body without double-checking with me. ask me before pursuing sexual threads. (I am almost always ok with FTB sex, even messed up stuff, but I don't always have it in me to play out smut threads. But sometimes I do! So just tap me if a thread goes that way.)

based on a code by 10billionghosts

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Family

[bloodsongs]

The memory begins in the passenger seat of a car, driving down a residential street. The atmosphere is tense -- rather than acknowledge the other person in the car, Noel's staring out the window feeling a sick sense of dread and guilt. The silence lasts several seconds, until the driver speaks up in a soft but clearly exasperated tone.

"I'm not covering for you this time. You can talk to them yourself."

Noel glances over -- the driver, it turns out, is a man in his 20s who looks quite a lot like Noel, if he cut his hair and dressed like a professional. His expression is stern, but he doesn't take his eyes off the road. Noel shrugs without saying anything. As they pull into the driveway of their family home, you catch a glimpse of the dashboard clock -- it's almost 3am.

The other man gets out of the car and strides off without waiting, but Noel takes a few seconds to brace himself for the inevitable shouting before he slinks after him. And as anticipated, the moment he's in the door his parents explode into action and noise.

His mother drags him into a tight hug, carrying on about how worried they were, and how dangerous Noel's lifestyle has gotten. She's near hysterical, crying and fussing, and he feels both awkward and horribly guilty about it. His father on the other hand is stoic but clearly furious, and before long Noel's getting a blistering tongue lashing that is all too familiar.

He's embarrassing the family. One of these days he's going to get into trouble he can't talk his way out of. Why can't he be more like his brother? What did they do to deserve Noel throwing their lives into chaos every other week? It's a lot, and pretty quickly Noel snaps back, turning it into a screaming fight that only makes his mother cry harder.

It's a disaster, but isn't it always? In the end Noel ends up storming upstairs to a bedroom that doesn't appear to have been updated since it housed a high schooler -- because it hasn't. It's also exceedingly 80s. But he doesn't live here anymore, and he regrets letting his brother bring him home just because his own apartment is too far away. It's never comfortable. He'll never be good enough -- he's never been anything enough.

With a heavy sigh he flops onto the bed, running his hands over his face and trying to think about work instead. When were they leaving for the next tour again...? Not soon enough, whenever it was.

...Man. He really needs a fix.