Rayne

Character age:

Mid 20's

Character gender:

Female

Offsite roleplay:

This doll's character is not available for offsite roleplay.

After the loss of both parents Rayne (a grungy tomboy with a habit to say very little if anything at all) now lives a 19th century terrace home with her sister in the heart of Sydney. Her life is a stagnant repetition in comparison to the unruly party-hard nature of her eldest sibling so upon the night of her late father's birthday Rayne agrees to be dragged along with her sister to a local nightclub. Once there it immediately known that the decision to do so was a horrible idea especially for an introvert such as herself and unable to find her sibling in the chaos of dancing drunkards Rayne escapes for fresh air and a cold drink from a nearby convenience store. Aware she is being watched she pays for her loot and after a hasty text to inform her sister she'll see her tomorrow Rayne casually makes the long trek home.
After some uncomfortable run-ins with a bunch of cat-calling bar-hoppers and one very putrid homeless man in which out of pity scored the remaining coin inventory of her wallet she closes in to the streets winding in towards the sanctuary of home however as she cuts through a courtyard, front door only a few meters away Rayne is attacked. Paranoia aside, the girl had been right to feel haste in her march home for humans are not the only things to populate such a vast, thriving hub of a city. For every prey there is a predator and that predator so happens to be a curious young male Vampire. Only decades old however, the young male had foolishly made his hunt an obvious act to those who know how to spot it. Contract Hunters hungry for a paycheck lurk in the shadows. They are after the male and in an attempt to lure him out of hiding choose to target Rayne whom had caught his attention these past few weeks much to her ignorance.
Frustrated when the male refuses to show his face despite the threats shouted, both decide the hostage is more of a burden. The combination of the garrote used to hold her captive and sharp puncturing thrust of a bowie knife ends her life and both flee to reform new tactics to bag their boon.

Bleeding out on the pavement Rayne blacks out and hours pass from midnight to the early encroaching hours of dawn the male appears from his post upon a nearby rooftop. Torn by the sight of her existence fading having grown fond of her curious nature the male attempts to bite her, but as his fangs pierce flesh fear riddles his mind....could he truly live with himself having turned such a unique being to the cold undead? His fear or perhaps his inexperience is to blame for what ensues for when Rayne finally awakes she is met with a result neither intended....a very strange conflict between life and death. Not human nor vampire but an odd existence between both.

My work hereafter are a combination of short stories or snippets so to speak of her life and his along with all the characters who end up pulled into the shenanigans as Rayne slowly learns that humans were never alone in the world and slowly uncovers the secrets of what lurks beneath her familiar city she once trusted enough to call home.

Rayne

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