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█ Quicknotes
█ ○ This character is not a woman.
█ ○ This character is not a man.
█ ○ I'm not accepting some fandoms,
█ ○ specifically those with full anthros
█ ○ (ie. Star Fox, Sonic, etc) as I do
█ ○ not see our characters having a
█ ○ story together.
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They are self-proclaimed public enemy
#1, a thin-blood menace that likes to smash the Masquerade in an attempt to lure some powerful sonuvabitch Scourge or Sheriff out for an attempt at diablerizing them--well, if we're going with V:tM, that is. I'm open to more general settings. They're still a yappy little daywalking chihuahua with an incomplete curse, regardless.
While sometimes they have their moments, Huxley is not very smart.
They were born in 1999 to two middle class folks in a little podunk middle-of-nowhere town, and if you were to ask Mr. and Ms. Pritchard: Huxley was a little nightmare, though to their credit their parents were the type to wave away mental health problems - they were the kind of people who thought kids were simply too undisciplined those days, and that’s why there’s a lot of hyperactively disordered autistic kids. They were, of course, very disappointed when their kid was frequently given detention, in class suspension, blah, blah, blah. The teachers had so many complaints!
Unsurprisingly, Huxley was a drop out by high school, and they left home as soon as they could emancipate themselves. They stayed with friends, traveled, and did odd (and sometimes very shady) jobs to get by.
One ill-fated night they met a complete and utter hotty in a nightclub shortly after their twenty-third birthday. That night is a blur, but the hotty didn’t seem very happy when they woke up and she left in a panic, telling them to “stay right there,” and “I’ll be back with friends,” except they really didn’t like how she was saying that and just leaving so abruptly, so. Huxley left as soon as they regained some semblance of wit and made themselves very scarce, skipping that town for others.
They have since learned about their thin-blood state, what that means to full-fledged Kindred, learned (also see: stolen) several formulae from various generous fellow thin-blooded benefactors, and acquired a run-down ruin of a house by the tried and true means of squatting.
Contacts are few and questionable. They need a reliable supply of hallucinogenics for their Profane, after all. Additionally, they are no stranger to doling out sunscreen to those willing to pay or trade well for it.
While in traditional V:tM they do not have a predator type, Huxley loves the taste of choleric blood; one could even say they’re addicted to it. It ranks as the secondary reason they declare themselves to be the world’s most public enemy, and the reason why they take such joy in pissing people off–it’s the easiest way to get that flavor, and getting into a fight gives them due cause to defend themselves, which gives them an excuse to get bitey.
‘Course there are other ways to get it… Inspire envy, or passion, or fall in with a pack of bullies (... or become the target of bullying, thereby targeting the bully), or something. None of that is as fun to them, though.
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█ Bullet Stats
█ NAME: Huxley Pritchard
█ NICKNAMES: Hux, Ley, and a bunch of colorful insults
█ GENDER: Genderfluid. Born male, they use Profane
█ Hieros Gamos to change whenever they feel like it.
█ SPECIES: Thin-blood / Discount vampire
█ DATE OF BIRTH: 1999 - XX - XX
█ AGE: 24
█ PLACE OF BIRTH: Arcola, Illinois
█ CURRENT RESIDENCE: They move a lot.
█ ORIENTATION: Bisexual
█ RELATIONSHIP STATUS: 4ever Alone
█ PAST RELATIONSHIPS: Lol, they were basically an
█ incel until they were turned.
█ OCCUPATION: Pest
█ EDUCATION: High school drop out
█ HAIR|EYE COLOR: Pink and blue | Cherenkov blue
█ HEIGHT|WEIGHT: 5'4"|128lbs
█ ETHNICITY: Dad's Welsh but they're 100% American, baybee.
█ TATTOOS|PIERCINGS: No|Nada
█ SMOKE|DRINK|DRUGS: They used to do all of these.
█ Now they have to live vicariously through the blood of
█ stoners and drunks.
█ DISORDERS: ADHD and probably ASPD
█ LIKES: Starting fights, starting brawls and watching the
█ chaos, lighting fires both metaphorical and literal, pissing
█ people off, choleric blood (blood with a lot of cortisol and
█ adrenaline - anger hormones), making playlists, good trades
█ DISLIKES: The Camarilla, not being able to find the right
█ blood, authority.
█ FEARS: They claim 'none,' but they, too, suffer from the
█ instinctual fear of (final) death.
█ BRIEF PERSONALITY: Wildcard, annoying, devil-may-care,
█ reckless, lawless(, unless they're playing innocent).
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