♛ The Manipulator

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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎— general.
Full Name. Cinna Morfael Hansen. “That’s /Lord/ Hansen, to you.”
Alias. Cynfael / Morfael.

Species. Vampire (enhanced)
Unlike your traditional vampire, Cinna lacks certain physical characteristics such as increased strength, speed, or even enhanced senses. Instead, all his supernatural ability is centered on his mind; an incredibly powerful vessel thats grants him abilities such as telekinesis, telepathy and most importantly: hypnosis, or mental manipulation.
In his world, these abilities in vampires are extremely rare, so much so that they are considered an abnormality.

Gender. Trans-Male
Pronouns. He/Him

Age. 19
Birthday. October 17th

Ethnicity. White (English Parents)
Languages. English, Latin, knows a little French and German but his pronunciation is terrible.

Current residence. The House of Hansen, a large gothic estate far in the countryside of Victorian England.
Occupation/Role. Assassin.
Religion. “I believe in freedom of the individual. I *am* God.”
S.O. Cinna says he doesn’t have time for these things.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎— appearance.
‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ " His hair was sunset red, forming gentle waves that framed the cherubim-like features of his face. His eyes, wide and dark, were the shade of burning charcoal, yet appeared a deep maroon beneath the light, and held such a depth to them they were almost abyss-like. He wore a long, ruby-red tailcoat, the trail of his garment was layered like a dress and embroidered in elegant lace. Dark ruffles adorned his neck and wrists, and he wore jewellery with gemstones the colour of pomegranates. "

Desc. For those who don't know him personally, Cinna is an incredibly frightening individual. Though you’d never guess this from his appearance alone, for he looks like he couldn’t hurt even a mouse, aside from the haughty stare often present on his face. He's small for his age, both in weight and height, and is clearly not in good health. His skin is not typical skin colour at all - much rather a dusty white. It's common to see him with eye bags and bruises over his arms and legs, and he tends to avoid handshakes because his fingers are painfully cold. His hair is short and ginger, with sweet curls that frame his face. His eyes are a quiet and aged hazel-brown. He wears clothes common for 19th-century aristocracy, favouring the colour red: the symbolic shade of his family’s name and household, which reflects their passionate and potentially bloody nature. Cinna is never seen without his walking stick - a long cane with the silver head of a crow, that can easily take the form of a parasol with the flick of a button. It’s quite the crafty little thing, and protects Cinna from the sun if he feels the need to step outside during the day.

Height. 5’3
Skin. Dusty White.
Eyes. Brown like the trunk of a wise, oak tree.
Hair. Ginger; Ear-length bob, Vintage waves.

Physique. Small and slender.
Scars. Several small scars from random cuts/burns.
Marks. Small mole on his left cheek
Tattoos. N/A

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎— personality.
Desc. Cinna is a grounded character with highly refined tastes. He’s the type of person that is happiest in their own company, and is independent to a fault. Part of this stems from his inability to sustain trust in others, as well as his inflated ego. He’s incredibly judgemental and looks down on others in disdain, and dislikes people who show kindness, as he considers this weak. Speaking of weakness, he loathes it, and he does not pity the unfortunate.

You could argue that Cynfael has some sort of god complex going on. He often believes he’s superior to others and loathes the human race, arguing that the world would be more at peace if people were to be wiped out from existence. It’s an extremely pessimistic way to see things, but he stubbornly holds onto this view, refusing to see the good in mankind.

Aside from his sheer arrogance, Cynfael is an introverted young man who is actually quite intelligent. He enjoys spending his free time playing the viola, reading books about history, and being a sentimental fool when he should be sleeping.

Mbti. INTJ
Enneagram. 5w4
Alignment. Lawful Neutral, leaning toward Evil.

Core Desires. to be independent and self-sufficient.
Core Fears. to become a burden or be incompetent.

Likes. Chamomile Tea. Sweet Treats, particularly raspberry tarts. Dark, stormy weather.
Dislikes. Being questioned. Being told what to do. Dust or anything that might flare up his asthma. The cold.


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‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎— backstory.
Cinna was never healthy. From birth, she had always had weak lungs, been underweight, and was extremely sensitive to pollutants or chemicals in the air. Her body had always been sick, her joints often ached, and she spent more time indoors resting and getting frequent doctor check-ups, than playing out in the sunshine.
Her family was made up of herself and her elder brother. Her parents, two scientists who hunted and studied vampires, often neglected Cinna and spent more of their time and energy on their first child. For this reason, Cinna became quiet, withdrawn and emotionally detached. She spent a lonely childhood and wasn't expected to live for very long.

By the time she was 13, it was as if something had lit her soul on fire. She became hateful, cold. Cinna loathed her older brother, she was constantly jealous of him. Her parents had taught him how to fight, how to hunt vampires and protect the village. They praised him for his strength and skill, meanwhile, Cinna remained too weak to even lift a sword. She despised her neglectful parents, particularly her mother, who often treated her as though her life was worth little to nothing. Yet most of all, she despised her body, for failing her time and time again. For not being healthy enough for her to live a normal life.

But things only reached their worst when she was 14: Cinna had been infected by a vampire bite on her right leg, and her body started to show all sorts of new symptoms. Paling skin, low body temperature, a craving for blood. It didn't take her parents very long to see that she was turning into a vampire - they were experts on the creatures, after all. Though instead of being afraid or disgusted, they saw this as an opportunity - An opportunity to aid their field of research.

Indeed, Cinna was horribly experimented on for the following three years by the hands of her own parents. It was three years of agony, torture, and emotional manipulation. During this time, she felt she had no control over her life, which made her feel helpless.
The experimentations carried out on her caused Cinna to develop her 'vampirism,' if you will, very abnormally. Unlike most people, who gained traits such as increased strength and speed, or enhanced senses, Cinna did not develop any of these. In fact, her body remained fragile as ever. Her mind, however developed into something quite powerful. She soon realised she could move objects with her mind alone, and even hypnotise other living beings through eye contact.

Not long after Cinna discovered she could do this, the endless cycle of abuse brought by her parents came to an abrupt end. On the cold night of December 15th, 1878, Lord and Lady Hansen were found dead on the floor of their kitchen. Rumors of a homicide spread throughout the village, but suspicions never landed on Cinna, for no one thought her to be capable of such crime. Her brother, however, was accused of murder, and hanged for a crime he never committed. Cinna never did anything to stop this. Perhaps she had even planned for it to happen.

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After all these events, it was decided that Cinna was to be sent to a convent, where she would be looked after. It was uncertain at this time where the family's inheritance would go, as the eldest son had been hung for a crime he never committed, and the daughter was much too young to care for herself. Though the villagers thought a convent to be the most beneficial thing for Cinna, the thought of it sent the girl into a rage, and she refused to entertain the possibility of having to give up her family's property. Or /her/ property, rather.

It was at this point in her life that Cinna came into contact with the Rosenfelds. Aunt Dahlia, an affluent lady who lived in a nearby household, had been watching the events of Cinna's life unfold since the murder of her parents. Instead of letting her be sent to a convent, she took Cinna in as one of her own children and raised her well. She befriended the members of the Rosenfeld family and stayed with them for a while, before deciding to return to her original home under the disguise of a Lord.

Cinna, now taking on the title of Lord Hansen, currently lives alone with several servants. He works with other vampires to take down hunters or anyone plotting against vampires in general. At the age of 19, his health is still in horrible condition, but his vampirism has enabled him to live on nevertheless.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎— admin notes.
Character created: 17/10/22
Inspirations: Beth Harmon; Kaz Brekker; Ciel Phantomhive; Vasya Petrovna
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