𝐁𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐍

𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 & 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬.

⒈ no anti's or purists. self explanatory, this blog is written by an adult and there will be themes with period typical behavior and language. i don't need someone that clutches their pearls here, i am not concerned with how other's feel about the content of my blog. dead dove ahead.

⒉ you get what you put in. if you don't like to plot, contribute to the creative process or you don't interact with the stuff i write for you, that is the behavior that will be reflected back at you. i block if it becomes a habit.

⒊ all manner of threads and ships are welcome here. i'm partial to whump, gore, psychological horror, coercion, etc. i like enemies to lovers, lovers to enemies, anything and everything. if i ever write anything that squicks you out, ask me to tag. :)

⒋ normally i am a multi-para writer, but this blog will be focused on shorter, dialogue-heavy threads. i want this blog to be a light activity project i can pick up and put back down. my main blog is over at desiresuffering.

𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 / 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐒. noor dayjoor. he only uses his last name when he comes across other arabs, otherwise he just introduces himself as noor. 𝐀𝐆𝐄. 21 physically, 72 in vampiric years. 𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇/𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐀𝐘. november 13th, 1955 / march 29th, 1977. 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓/𝐖𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 5'10" / 140 lbs. 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑/𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘. transmasc, he/him / largely demisexual 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒. the look of bothered hatred. it's not intentional, but he does often look to be scowling. he's also quite lanky and he's taller than he looks because he slouches due to his years of playing instruments. 𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐂 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐒. extreme empathy and decoupling of emotion. in short, he pulls emotion in and he absorbs it into his body. because of this, noor has an internal delusion that there are 'people under his skin' and he seeks out isolation as a form of harm reduction. he's the opposite to bunny's gifts and he forms something of a shield around him when they're together. this gift also extends to close bonds of his, noor has a perimeter around him where every emotion is sucked in and absorbed. so if you're near enough, he can feel you enough to know what you might be thinking. 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘. apathetic, soft spoken, difficulty forming cohesive conversations because of the absorption of energies so he's a bit of a rambler and he tends to leave abruptly. he tries to be cordial but it comes off stiff. 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑. noor's convinced himself that he was cursed by a djinn, but he was actually assaulted and left for dead at a show in detroit. his maker is unknown, but part of the music scene somewhere. he's yet to run into them but the underlying anxiety about it is there. 𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋. very much a child born of first generation immigrants so he struggles with depression and cptsd, gender dysphoria and mental illness that stems from his vampiric gifts. 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒. any stringed instrument, his main instrument is the acoustasonic telecaster but he plays bass and acoustic the most for his shows. he prefer's rhythm for composing their music and viola for the melodies. noor started on piano but moved to the digital synthesizer keyboard when they were invented. he's also tried to learn drums due to their band lacking a drummer, but the sound is hard on him and he detests it - hence the digital keyboard.

𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋.

noor is a gentle spirit wrapped in barb wire. he was born into a single-child family in california and grew up on the doors, the who, the sonics, the who, any kind of rock n'roll with a softer underside to it. as a young teen he was a meticulous creative that aspired to be a professional session musician so he could save up and make his own album, but once he got into the scene himself, his desires changed; he was met with vultures and greedy musicians that wanted to scalp his lyrics and steal his melodies for worse-off versions of his songs. the scene was small in california, everyone knew everyone and he wasn't anyone of note until he left for detroit.

his upbringing colors his life. his family was muslim and his anxieties surrounding his gender took over his life for the first few years that noor traveled on his own, so much so that he vigorously wrote music that he never sung; with stories he never tells. he bought clothes he didn't wear, tried to play instruments that covered his body so give him comfort but nothing ever did.

the circumstances of his turning are unknown to the conscious part of his mind. noor's body remembers the fear and the hurt, the weightless feeling of not being able to move after but the rest of shrouded under his skin and he makes sure to cover himself out of fear that others can see what he can't. he meets bunny as he recovers from his turning. they find each other when noor is busking with some other musician's in downtown detroit and they're invited to his show later in the evening.

noor hated bunny when they first started to interact in the scene. he didn't know that bunny was a vampire at first and his persistence at being friends annoyed noor to no end, often leaving him wondering if bunny was trying to get with him or make fun of him. as it turns out, bunny isn't too fond of folks that are immune to his charm and he was trying, to all hell, to get noor to like him. in the process, they play music together. bunny lets him borrow his resonator, noor teaches him how to tune it better. their mutualistic relationship began like that. unsure, antagonistic, trying to fit their pieces together without knowing why and somewhere along the way noor grew accustomed to the routine of being at bunny's side. so when bunny picked up and decided to move on, noor was invited to join him. and he did.

𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 / 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐒. lorne bannon / bunny bannon. legally, lorne bannon died. that name hasn't been used since before he became a musician.

𝐀𝐆𝐄. 43 physically, 100 in vampiric years.

𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇/𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐀𝐘. december 24th, 1926 / january 19th, 1969.

𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓/𝐖𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 6'4" / 174 lbs.

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑/𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘. cismale / bisexual with a preference for women.

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒. stark black hair that's fried, sticking up in every direction and his pasty white skin. in the right light, he looks very young. tall and lanky.

𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐂 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐒. charisma that becomes siren-like with his performance and during one on one interaction's. his charm can be thick and heavy, the intensity of it draws people in but it also makes people feel him like a shroud of heavy presence. it can be a lot to be near him for long periods of time. his main gift is the supernatural speed and strength, but it's often unused because he can talk his way into, and out of, anything. a gift bunny doesn't know he has is the ability to slow time. it only happens during solo interaction's and it only happens when he bonds with the person or he has a stronger bond with them.

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘. very much a march hare type of personality. eccentric, brazen and fueled by an energy unknown to man. the only time he's calm enough to have a conversation worth having is when he has an instrument in hand, otherwise he tends to hop (haha) all over the place. stuck in a manic episode as a baseline, bunny tends to be really nice until you say something he doesn't like and then he uses that niceness to slip in some cruelty. on the whole, bunny is very charismatic and it's very easy to get on with him. but watch out!

𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑. he tells people it was rosetta tharpe, but it's really a musician he met while travelling that he had a fling with. he wasn't much of anything and they never stayed together. last he heard, his maker was down in miami.

𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋. era-appropriate mental illness with flavors of xenophobia, homophobia, racism, sexism. he's very much a product of his time and he treats people like they're idiots if they think they know better than he does. can be childish, but it's played off with charm of compliments. enjoys baiting people into uncomfortable topics to watch them squirm.

𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒. resonator guitar, electric guitar, his baby is the valco airline res-o-glass. he can play bass well enough and he plays piano extremely well. prefers the out of tune sound so a lot of his instruments are wound way too tight and he likes it like that. dabbles in acoustic but he doesn't play it on stage.

𝐀 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋.

as a child, alongside his seven siblings, bunny was given an instrument to play and master. his first instrument was the guitar and he fell in love with it. first, an acoustic. and when he mastered the acoustic, he was given a banjo. his upbringing was not a kind one. the children were the breadwinner's in his family and they were often loaned out to the local parish's for community events and busking during city-wide celebrations so that they could afford to feed one another. he saved up scraps here and there to buy himself a hard case for his guitar and he left the same day, fourteen years old and hungry for something better. better than having to give all up his earnings to feed children that weren't his, better than the monotony of having to be a religious nut like his daddy was. anything, everything, bunny just wanted out of the south.

the music scene became his home for thirty years before his life was taken from him. from busking to performing as a stand in for bands he was never apart of, bunny spent his youthful years in the scene bettering his playing and collecting instruments, saving money for a car and eventually an apartment; by the time he met murphy, bunny was at the peak of his popularity. he played shows nightly, the local speak easy had him on retainer and he was planning on opening up a warehouse to invite other musician's a space to use his instruments, and connections, to create music. all of that was ripped out from under him when murphy took his life.

the erraticism of vampirism put an end to the pretense of retiring. before he was turned, bunny was in the sun-down era of his professional life and he'd hoped to pass his torch onto someone younger, someone with talent he could shape into a full fledged weapon for the masses. the blood made him hungry again. not just for blood, but for domination and complete colonization of the rock n'roll scene. he no longer wanted to give his gift of music to others, he wanted to covet it and turn it into something that would sustain him forever.