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Focusing on schoolwork as a distraction seemed like a good idea, but the quiet of the empty common room and the mindlessness of taking notes for his frustrating and seemingly futile magic history research paper (self chosen topic: noteworthy vampires who lived long productive lives among magical society without killing anyone) with a lot of time spent pouring over endless dusty texts without many actual results, gave him the seeds of doubt and way too much time to think about it on top of everything else.

The date was a disaster.

In every pause of conversation, Orrin remembered Ari’s wit and the easy banter between them. In every nervous smile from the cute boy he had stupidly agreed to meet up with, he remembered Ari’s devilish grin or his shit eating attitude. He kept feeling like he was slipping through time, one minute exchanging pleasant but awkward small talk with a boy he barely knew, the next minute he was leaning back in Ari’s arms on a hot summer evening as they watched the sun dip away below the golden autumn canopy and energy hum in their bodies as night descended darkness spread and their power grew strong.

Aghh no! he had to stop reliving the past like this, but how could he not?

He could almost feel Ari’s long soft chestnut colored hair against his face smelling of pine sap and campfire smoke. He could drown in memories of Ari’s intense gold-green eyes and his surprisingly gentle smile. How could he really be gone? He was so- so much. so strong, so stubborn, so sure of himself, and so damned kind and somehow ruthless at the same time.

Just before leaving for the date, Orrin almost habitually grabs Ari’s jacket. It’s not cold out, and honestly he doesn’t really feel the cold anyway but leaving it behind feels... like a betrayal, like letting go of the person who meant the most to him in the entire world- but wouldn’t taking it with him be worse? Ari made his choices and Ari was the one who let himself succomb to the monster after all.

Orrin’s having some vivid anxiety about how his date might go. He will not accidentally eat the cute upperclassmen boy. He tells himself, he will not accidentally eat the- ughhh why does he feel like crying? this is stupid. He shoves his hat on tighter on his head and stuffs his hands in his pockets and trudges determindly out the door of his dorm, kicking it shut behind him with a soft but final thud. He will not accidentally eat the cute upperclassmen boy.

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(( part 5 of Orrin’s Wixard Academy storyline ))

Orrin agreed to go on a date with a cute upperclassmen boy, but is now nervous about it and is trying to hype himself up in his dormroom mirror (the whole vampires not showing up in mirrors thing is a myth) before heading out on his date.

The idea of dating anyone makes his stomach hurt and he tries not to think about the ache of memories. He deserves to be happy and have fun he tells himself, not quite believing it.

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Orrin appears to be a rather approachable middleclassman so new students are always asking him for directions to class, help on their homework, and that kind of thing. He feels a little uncomfortable with it because he can’t help but think about how scared of him they would be if they knew what he really was, but he tries his best to hide it his discomfort and help them out.

He’s often late to class himself because he’ll get distracted helping a first year find their class or the infirmary or something. Some of the teachers and his fellow classmates see him as a little bit of a slacker, but it’s not that he doesn’t care, it’s just that sunlight makes him very lethargic so he’s prone to being a little absent minded or napping in class by accident especially around bright clear full moons when there’s sunlight being reflected even throughout the night.

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(( part three of Orrin’s Wixard Academy storyline ))

Keeping his monsterous side in check is always a constant battle of will and discipline for Orrin. If he ever forgets to keep his powers subdued, his preditor instincts will take over and he’ll find himself accidentally enthralling humans with the urge to drain their blood to sustain himself. He is terrified of this ever happening because of how he watched his lover die, so he is careful not to let control of his powers ever slip and allow the monster to take over.

If he makes eye contact with anyone too long he accidentally casts a thrall on un-psychically protected humans which makes them docile and easy prey. Therefore Orrin tries not to look anyone directly in the eye for more than a few moments, giving him the appearance of being somewhat nervous or shy, even though he can actually be very assertive when he feels safe or comfortable letting his guard down.

The sun makes his monsterous side weaker and allows his human nature more control, but as the monster is what drives his undead body and his powers, Orrin becomes weakened, letharic, and basically powerless in direct sunlight.

When the sunlight cannot reach him, such as when there is no moon or simply complete darkness, Orrin’s powers become stronger and his monsterous side attempts to take control.

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(( part two of Orrin’s Wixard Academy storyline ))

Meet my sad soft vampire boy:

Orrin was born in 1905. He died in 1925.

At least sort of. That was when he was turned by a vampire and became the lovable undead monster we now know, and how he eventually ended up attending dark magic community college now in 2019.

But that’s getting too far ahead, lets go back to the beginning.

Orrin’s sire took him into his flock of fledglings and taught him to turn his thirst for blood on only the worst of humanity, like monsterous vigilantes, and how to keep his thirst from driving him mad and turning him into a indiscriminate killer and, as his sire would say, a true monster. Orrin’s maker fancied himself a refined gentleman who kept tight control of his flock.

And for many years Orrin roamed the darkest city streets and deepest wildernesses with his Sire and fellow fledglings, hunting murderers and human predators and learning to be the stuff of nightmares.

Until one cold moon-less january night in 2006 when Orrin’s first love, a fellow fledgling, lost control and killed an entire drunken pub crawl on the streets of Boston, and in his grief and madness at what he had done, lost touch with his human nature intirely and was put down by their sire. His punishment for losing control was true death.

Orrin was traumatized, berift, and for the first time truely coming to terms with what he actually was. he no longer wanted to hunt or hurt anyone no matter how evil or how much they might seem to deserve it.

He learned quickly that starving himself of blood only made his human nature weaker as his monster grew more ravenous and desperate. So he began to source black market blood bags and eck out an existance that way. His sire was disgusted with him and his apparant weakness and they parted ways under threat that if Orrin ever went mad himself, his sire would find him and end him as well.

Laden with grief and profound loneliness, Orrin began to make his own way in the world alone for the first time since becoming a vampire, and after about 10 years of fighting to survive on his own, struggling to control his powers and coming close to the brink several times he decided to seek help from someplace that knew dark magic, strange creatures, and unfortunate circumstances well.

This is when he began his studies at Wixard Academy (( #wixardacadamy cosplay tag by @princewelcomematt on tiktok ))

(( part one of Orrin’s Wixard Academy storyline ))