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CASE FILE ONE.

MUSE

NAME: DAMIEN GRAVES
DATE OF BIRTH: SEPTEMBER 15TH, 2001
AGE: 24
SEX: MALE
HEIGHT: 6'3"
PHYSICAL FEATURES: BLACK HAIR, BLUE EYES, STRUCTURED BUILD, DISTINCT MOLE UNDER LEFT EYE, FACIAL PIERCINGS, SCARS ON ARMS AND THROAT.
PERSONALITY: MANIPULATIVE TENDENCIES, AGRESSION, REMORSELESS, MONOTONED, SADISITIC TENDENCIES, NIHILISTIC.
DOCUMENTED ILLNESSES: ANTISOCIAL DISORDER, SOCIOPATH.Damien graves, born on September 15th, 2001. Wanted for accounts of manslaughter, stalking, breaking and entering, harassment, and first degree murder.Graves was born into a low class family of three; stay at home mother (Emily Graves) and working father (Gabriel Graves), no dated siblings or other relatives on record. Relationship with parents was for the most part healthy apart from mild arguments. Emily doing her best to provide care for Damien within their small one story house, Gabriel working with the police who came home at late hours. Always fascinated with his father's work, wanting to be just like him when he was older. September 19th, 2008, Emily and Gabriel were found dead in a car wreckage. Police reports ruled out to be accidental, vehicle smashing into another, both dead upon impact. Damien being in the car at age 7, witnessing the life leaving both parents. He was put into foster care a week later.Within foster care, records indicate Damien not shifting well into the new environment. Having been pushed around and abused by the other children. Foster parents remaining neglectful, abusive, and unable to care for him.After the accident, Graves was socially distant from the other children. Not showing interest to play with others or interact, to only be bullied by classmates from his demeanor. Slowly distancing himself as he aged, spending most time in his room stuck within his head. Having no companions or family left, struck with loneliness. His personality growing to be aggressive, an empty shell of the bright little boy he once was. Often lashing out on others, suspended from numerous schools and a psych ward record from beating another student to the brink of death at age 15. Police files claim to have multiple offenses towards Graves, including 12 attempted homicides, he was under intensive watch and to not be let out with others until the age of 18.The rest of his teenage years remained the same. Reckless behavior following his path, causing misery to those around him and himself. More recent police documents report Graves having numerous files of him trying to take his own life alongside self mutilation.Now on probation for good behavior, Graves has been reported to be starting over. Now a student in university, an honors student studying psychology. Now more sociable with others with an optimistic demeanor, a striking difference from his previous self. We can only hope it stays this way. Further observation is present as we never know when he will snap again.

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CASE FILE TWO.

ABOUT/ACCOUNT
DEAD DOVE, DO NOT EAT

Damien Graves, twenty-four, virgo.
Artist, college student, loner, yandere.
Pansexual (slight preferance for men), multiship, ships with chem, multi au.
Murders: 20+YANDERE: The first is yanderu, which means “to be sick,” and the second is deredere, used here for “lovestruck.” A yandere is often sweet, caring, and innocent before switching into someone who displays an extreme, often violent or psychotic, level of devotion to a love interest.Account is strictly twenty-one plus, any minor muses or muns will be blocked on sight. Account is also slightly selective, will soft/hard block when needed.No slander, slurs, sexism, or hatred is tolerated and will be blocked immediately. This account is a safe place, please do not ruin that.Heavy dark themes and nsfw present, strong sexual writing/plots will only be in dm's.

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CASE FILE THREE.

ADMIN/MUN

Hello everyone. <3I'm Bambie (she/they), I'm pansexual, twenty-one, & happily taken. My dm's are open to talk ooc/plot, so please reach out if you want to write or just talk.I have autism + adhd, so please be patient with replies as I do go offline for long periods of time occasionally. please note that i have a hard time picking up on things and will not understand sarcasm/jokes (unless we are close, i understand better). I have a personal and an anitwt account that I'm on frequently.

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ALTERNATE UNIVERSES

ONGOING AU'S: Vampire, Ghost Face ( NEW! ).VAMPIRE AU:Damien Graves, born on September 15th, 1838 in Europe. Son to loving parents Gabriel and Emily Graves, with their only child housed in a bricked home within a small village, wealth scarce and unreachable. Gloomy skies and storms that shadowed over the town itself, devoid of life. Damien was an odd child when he was younger, fascinating over the darkness and demons that crawled beneath the earth.Death being one of his favorite curiosities, sneaking out of the house while Emily took care of their home, Damien would find small animals who’d already passed on; taking gifts home to Emily only to shriek and slap the rotting animal away. Damien wasn’t the one to participate in games with the other children, only staring through the window of his home watching them play, always hiding behind Emily or Gabriel whenever others spoke to him. He wouldn’t speak and would indulge in odd behaviors and hobbies as he grew. Other parents often didn’t let their children near Damien due to them believing he was possessed or with the devil inside him.By the age of 10, a disease had ridden the village. Starting as a small case that eventually grew and took half of the village’s people, bodies dropped like flies of a heart attack on the streets and inside their homes. Tales and rumors spread of the plague being the devil’s work, that their village was doomed for their sins and as God’s way of punishing those who did wrong. At the morgue, as morticians observed the dead, noticeable puncture marks and bitten chunks of flesh were discovered. Chalking it back to rabid animals feasting on the corpses. This scenario repeated itself, more bodies brought in with the same markings and bites. The people’s suspicions routing back to Damien, most believing he was the one who brought death to their land.Emily and Gabriel fought hard for their son, nights of staying up to protect him in fear they’d kill their child in his sleep. As more passed away, only a handful of citizens remained. Stuck in their homes, paranoid of even a small cough or sneeze, people go as far to have priests in their homes to exorcise the evil away if someone was bedridden. Symptoms started with a mild migraine that grew to a deadly flu, to pustules growing over the body and vomiting before imminent death.Damien had no empathy for those that did die, rather having a sickening smile and his way of saying that they all deserved to go to hell. Even if Damien wasn’t a normal child growing up, nor had much concept for emotions, he did know that his parents meant the world to him. He’d learn to cherish them deeply regardless of his hatred to others.As Damien matured to an adult, at age 20, he’d notice Gabriel having a persistent cough that lingered throughout the night. Hearing him hack through the paper thin walls in their home. It wasn’t until Emily had started getting sick as well, complaining of constant headaches and vomiting. Soon, the couple couldn’t even leave their room in fear of the sickness taking hold of them. Damien who’d try to help them desperately, leaving meals at their door, tissues, even trying to open the door just to be in their presence. When he did try to get help, he was shunned, people threatening to shoot him if he even got too close, screaming he was the problem.Damien was one of the few that didn’t get sick, some kind of immunity, further deepening the rumors of him bringing the devil to earth. Days of not eating or sleeping he sat at parents door, the heartbreaking sound of his parents withering in bed as Damien had no way in.Soon enough, one night it all went quiet. Only the sound of distant crows flying away, it was too quiet. Knocking on Emily and Gabriel’s door turned to pounding, desperate pleas and wails from Damien to open the door, to talk, anything to let him know they were okay. Finally having enough, he’d tear the door down with a chair, breathing heavily as he ushered into the room. Covering nose immediately as the stench of decay and rot embedded into the walls and furniture. Dropping to his knees upon inspection, Emily and Gabriel found dead in their bed. Hands interlocked as flies and insects swarmed their bodies.Something that snapped in Damien, numbness that flooded his body as tears stopped flowing. A darkness inside him that flowed rapidly, this was the final straw for him. He’d go out to the shed outside the family home, creaking doors ripped open as gasoline was snatched. Cold, nimble hands grabbing a match from the drawer, thoughts emptied as static grew over mind. Mindlessly pouring gasoline throughout his home. He made sure every crevice was covered, leaving house around two in the morning, letting the rest of the liquid pour behind him as he walked through the empty streets, where homes resided.Reaching atop of a hill, he’d light the match, watching the embers dance on singular match before throwing it down. Irises that followed the match as it landed below, where flames grew in front of his eyes. Screams and wails heard from the once quiet village, watching people run and flee from homes, trying to escape the flames with poor attempt. The stench of burnt earth and flesh filled the air, bright citrine and orange that coated the sky and his view. It was done, the evil was cleansed. Alongside him laid an axe, abandoned from previous work done in woods from others. Digits that caressed the handle before staring at the sharpened blade, staring at his own arms temporarily as he saw healed scars from attempting to take his own life, to punish himself. A grin that stretched over sunken features, plunging weapon into his chest. The sound of bone shattering and flesh splitting open as blood quickly cascaded over his vision, collapsing onto the floor, final moments of life as his eyes closed, death at last....He’d awaken shortly enough, eyelids that fluttered open, faint sunrise flooding over the horizon as Damien took in his surroundings as he laid in the woods. He’d twitch up, sitting up instantly as confusion washed over him. Why hadn’t death taken him? Hands feeling over limbs, no sign of open wound to be felt or soon. It wasn’t until digits grazed over jugular, side of throat ridged with two small indents. Ragged breathing as he held hand over heart in panic, expecting to feel thumps of heartbeat in stress only to be absent. His heart had stopped.Damien Graves was pronounced dead at 23 years old at approximately 4am, October 13th, 1861. His restless soul and body now endlessly wander the earth, watching as society rebuilt itself, claiming new identities before back as himself. Damien would now restart life centuries over and ever, trying to blend in as much as he could. Unaware there were more of his kind, keeping himself masked so no one would see the real him; the ‘devil’ of 1838, who brought death to all.GHOST FACE AU: IN CONSTRUCTION / TBA.note: these are not present all at once, there will be indicators to which au is set.

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HEADCANNONS + MORE

BASIC OVERVIEW: Damien is a sociopath and a criminal, he's 6'3" with blue eyes, black hair, structured build, and many facial piercings. Including scars on arms, torso, and neck. He has a manipulative personality and has to have things his way. He's an impulsive liar and will do what he needs to do to get people on his side. Since having an officer as a father, he knows everything on how to get away and how to hide as he got older. Reading countless criminal cases from his father's work, he studied, engraving any technique he could use into memory. As he's been abused as a child, he does not know what real love is nor is he capable of it until he finds the one. Kidnapping and torture is relatively easy for him from his abnormal strength.HEADCANNONS:
#1. Damien knows how to mask his actual personality very well.
#2. Due to losing his parents very young, he lacks empathy.
#3. He learned to fake his emotions from watching others.
#4. Damien gets aroused by other's pain, a sadist.
#5. He finds people to be disgusting, including himself.
#6. Due to mutilating his own body, he does not feel pain as well anymore.
#7. He has killed over 30 people in attempt to feel something, most bodies have not been found nor was he caught.
#8. He yearns to feel what love is, as its an emotion he can't replicate so easily.
#9. Damien changes his personality based on the people he meets.
#10. If his partner accepts him as he is, he is loyal and learns pure love from said person.
#11. He softens overtime once he feels secure with a partner who knows his true intentions.
#12. If his partner doesn't accept his true self, he will torture said person until they learn to love him.
#13. Damien will not learn actual love and empathy if his partner isn't accepting, leading to a bigger mess.
#14. He has police connections from when his father was alive.
#15. Damien sleeps with people to suppress violent urges only to cut them off.
#16. Damien would have multiple pictures of his future lover, then learn about them before striking.
#17. He picked psychology to study purposely to further learn about the mind and how to further control it.CONNECTIONS/RELATIONSHIPS:
Cyrus Adamos (apxtheticbliss) - Boyfriend/Obsession.
Long time friends from campus, lingering stares and longing touches that made Damien want Cyrus all to himself.
Willow Green (sorathsong) - Victim/Obsession.
What happens when a fan's little crush goes too far? She'd learn to play along, eventually.
Jade (stalkadore) - Childhood Friend/Crush.
Amongst hell and death, the two found each other with open wounds.