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RALEIGH STARLING

❝ WHAT DOESN’T KILL ME BETTER RUN. ❞

DATE OF BIRTH: April 17th 

AGE: twenty five

PLACE OF BIRTH: Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

OCCUPATION: librarian, aspiring author

SPECIES: vampire 

PRONOUNS: trans man, he/him

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: gay

FAVOURITE SONG: hook, line, & sinker by royal blood

FACECLAIM: matthew clavane

APPLYING FOR SOULMATE CONNECTION: sure, sounds interesting!

BIOGRAPHY/IN CHARACTER QUESTIONS

Raleigh’s time on Earth was, in his words, unremarkable. Aside from his death, and turning into a vampire, not much unusual happened. He lived with his twin sister, worked at a local library, and volunteered at a cat rescue. He’s a vampire in his mid-twenties, but looks pretty human.  He has wavy brown hair, brown eyes, and two puncture marks on the side of his neck – a result of the incident which turned him into a vampire. His complexion is only a few tones warmer than a fresh corpse. Always cold, Raleigh wears warm clothing no matter the weather, often sporting several layers. He has a particular fondness for turtlenecks.

question #1: “what was the biggest mistake you made while you were still alive?”

After I became a vampire, I drank animals’ blood instead of humans’. It wasn’t healthy, but I thought that it was the right thing to do. I don’t know if it was, in the end. Someone was going to get hurt regardless. But I always made sure it was me. I never prioritized my own needs. Everyone else always came first, even when I was sick from drinking the wrong blood. I don’t know if it qualifies as the biggest mistake I made, but it’s certainly the one I regret the most. 

question #2: “if you were forced to be stuck in one place around town, where would it be and why?”

The bookstore in town, By The Cover. It’s the kind of place I would’ve spent hours in when I was alive, and they serve decent tea. I don’t like being trapped, but if I was stuck there… Well, at least with all the books I’d have something to do.  

question #3: “what is your greatest fear?

You’re really asking me this now that I know for certain there’s a Hell?

question #4: “what type of person do you think you would end up with? why?”

That’s a hard one. My last relationship ended with a stake to the heart, so I’m not really looking to rush into anything. But that doesn’t really answer the question, does it? I imagine theyd be the kind of person that doesn’t back down from a challenge. Someone honest, kind. Long hair has always been a preference of mine, but that’s not exactly a requirement. Regardless, I hope we both deserve each-other.

question #5: “you are given a magic lamp and three wishes that go with it. what would you wish for and why?”

It’s selfish, but I wish my cat was here too. I miss him a lot, and if there was a non-traumatic way to do it… I wouldn’t hesitate. If I couldn’t do that, I’d want to hug him one last time.

question #6: “how did you die?”

Congratulations, Raptor !

Your application for Matt Murdock has been accepted.

JANINE SABATHIER

❝ DON’T WORRY ABOUT ME. ❞

DATE OF BIRTH: September 29, 1962

AGE: twenty six

PLACE OF BIRTH: normandy, france

OCCUPATION: typist, poet

SPECIES: human

PRONOUNS: sher/her

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: lesbian

FAVOURITE SONG: a strange day – the cure

FACECLAIM: sophie rundle

APPLYING FOR SOULMATE CONNECTION: I am open to it

BIOGRAPHY/IN CHARACTER QUESTIONS

Janine Sabathier was born in Frévin, Normandy in 1961, the daughter of a fisherman. She was the younger of two daughters, Henriette being born in 1957. Her father was unable to work after being blinded in an accident in 1968, and so her mother became the sole breadwinner as a cook from then on.

In 1980 Janine left for London for university, and stayed there until 1985. She studied English Literature and wrote poetry in both French and English but was never published. However, she was forced to return home after five years: other than her mother having developed severe arthritis which prevented her from working, Henriette was killed by her husband that year. Janine returned to France to be the breadwinner for her parents, until she was killed in a boating accident in 1987.

Janine had long, dirty blonde wavy hair that she normally wore tied up. She had a thin and bony face and slightly crooked teeth and faint freckles. She normally liked to wear loose white shirts and blue jeans and old boots and never really wore makeup or jewellery. There are few surviving photographs of her. She was also known to be very quiet, even around people who knew her well and seemed uninterested in forming opinions with the exception of being vocal about the injustice of her sister’s death.

Janine is Jewish, and therefore confused as to why she is in a Catholic afterlife.

question #1: “what was the biggest mistake you made while you were still alive?”

It’s easy to say the one that killed me, but that was already set in motion.I should never have gone to London. Henriette was not like me. She got lonely, madly lonely, in a way I never did. She was a little too optimistic. Those things aren’t mistakes. But they made her vulnerable, so I should never have left her alone. Sometimes I felt like the older sister. She didn’t do anything to cause her death. I cannot bear when our mother said she did. But I wish I could have stood between Henrietta and death.Not that I didn’t love being there. I did. I wrote my best work there. I never published. I feel like I should regret that but I’m not sure I do. Truth be told, other people reading my work terrified me.

question #2: “if you were forced to be stuck in one place around town, where would it be and why?”

I know it will surprise people but Sins. It reminds me of London a little – never had the tranquility of home, and I would be lying if I said I never missed that, but it always felt new in London’s clubs. There’s so many people in those clubs, you feel small. And it’s like it doesn’t exist in the real world, because you can’t touch it in there, nothing looks natural, even other people aren’t so clear. You’re just one mass and time doesn’t matter.

question #3: “what is your greatest fear?

I did always say death. I think we all fear death in some way. But not for anything existential, in my case. Not even for my own death, particularly. I would have been unfazed, if I was not needed. If I wasn’t needed I would have given up struggling much earlier on. But then I knew I was going to die so I relaxed in the water and looked up at the sun’s rays through the surface. There are uglier final sights. I was lucky.

question #4: “what type of person do you think you would end up with? why?”

she would have to be rational and practical, or we’d never get along. I know they talk about how opposites attract but I could not stand a woman who wasn’t at least a little bit like me. She needn’t be kind. I don’t think people who love each other care about morals.I never did write a love poem. I always thought I would, but I thought I would live longer. I wrote poems about loss, from time to time. I never knew who I loved until they were gone.

question #5: “you are given a magic lamp and three wishes that go with it. what would you wish for and why?”

I know I should wish for Henrietta back like a good sister but I don’t know if I should meddle with that. I would wish for my father. He doesn’t miss being able to see – at least that’s what he told me – but I would wish him to be younger again, or stronger. And for my mother to not be in pain. Physical pain, I suppose. And if I can’t wish for her back I would wish for the wound that Henrietta left in all of us to be stitched up, and for the scar it leaves to heal over. And for my mother to forgive her. Now I’ve asked for too much.

question #6: “how did you die?”

Congratulations, Chip !

Your application for Clint Barton has been accepted.