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Dead Before Daylight is an Alternate Universe Urban Fantasy role play in a world where supernatural creatures and humans exist side by side – at least, some of them do. Creatures like witches, pixies and satyrs live and work as openly as any human. They commonly hold positions of power in government and are afforded every right and protection.

Other creatures are not so lucky. Those believed threats to humankind and other benign creatures are still persecuted and oppressed. Beings like vampires and werewolves are still forced to live largely in hiding, as they are not afforded the protections of law.

Such blacklisted creatures have created a haven for themselves in the small city of Dawnbreak; but their sanctuary is becoming increasingly threatened by the arrival of outsiders. In the meantime a menacing power is lurking in the forests and increasingly beginning to threaten the town as people begin to go missing, and mangled bodies are beginning to be discovered in and around the woodlands.



Sirius Wolfram played by this person

Last Post: Apr 12 2018, 05:26 AM
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  • SiriNickname
  • VampireSpecies
  • maleGender
  • 17/525Age
  • singleRelationship Status
  • bisexualSexuality


height: 6'0"

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He doesn't enjoy the company of many, if any. His companionship usually comes in the form of paid companions. He buries his troubles in them and leaves, no strings attached. Pity he can't say that for everyone else. He has people that benefit him, sure, but he's not about to let them into his head or his heart. He's not about to care about people when life has taught him time and time again that the moment he starts to care, he loses someone. He doesn't want to be alone - not really - but he's come to find that it's easier. The number of people he hates is quite long, unfortunately. He wouldn't kill them, but he wouldn't forgive them, either. For whatever reason, if you've wronged him, you're on his shit list with no chance of getting off said list. It's not unusual for people to dislike or distrust him, but keep in mind he's not someone who prides himself on making lasting impressions. He doesn't care enough about others to form hateships over someone else being wronged or threatened. If he thinks you're an idiot, you're probably going to know it. He doesn't necessarily beat around the bush, but he knows better than anyone that there's a time to play with his prey and a time to keep his damned mouth shut.


He was born the year that Christopher Columbus reached the New World. Perhaps, if his mother had been born aboard that ship, he wouldn't be walking around today. Seventeen years after his birth, the great plague struck his town in England. He was knocking on death's door, preparing to join his siblings, when he could feel a sticky wetness dripping upon his lips. He opened his mouth to catch the dripping liquid, thinking it was water or something to soothe his throat. A few hours later, he was put out of his misery and brought back because of the few mouthfuls of blood that he'd ingested previously. His maker did things entirely backwards as a means to save his miserable hide.

He woke up, far away from his town, confused and out of sorts. For the next two hundred years, he spent time with his maker, learning culture and more importantly, how to survive in an ever-changing world. Thankfully, he was a fast learner and didn't really bat an eye over the things that had to be done. As he continued to grow and develop, he learned more and more that he loved to learn and so, he dedicated his life to the pursuit of knowledge. Approaching his four hundredth year, he fell into a deep slumber in what Columbus had called the new world. His travels had taken him all over the world and he'd finally landed in America. When he woke up, he awoke with a thirst that clawed at his belly, not quite knowing or caring what year it was as instinct drove him to his first victim in a hundred years.
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