(RP IDEA) My Little Dancer (Vampire/Vampire)

[NicholiDeSchidor]

My Little Dancer

 

Name: Dameon Lu Siction

Age: 22 years old

History: He had been an orphan and was placed under the care of the vampires that ruled the village.

Race: Vampire

Sire: James Du Vac

Apperance:

 

(Changes: Hair is longer. Down to his lower back.)

 

Seeking/Your Character Preference:

A rival strip club owner. He has to be kind hearted, but also needs to be able to stand his ground after he gets attached to Dameon and finding out that the Club owner that Dameon dances for has been abusing their dancers. Vampire Seme.

 

The Plot:

Your character (YC), is a rival club owner of a strip club. Having wanted to scope out the competition and see what all this new club was all about. He finds himself possessive of the most popular dancer in the club. When he finds out that the boy is in deep trouble and is being abused by the club owner that Dameon danced for. He wants to keep Dameon for himself, by taking away the boy and having him dance at his club instead.

 

But things get worse over time. Dameon gets kidnapped after the weeks go by. Having been shipped off to another part of the word out of greed and anger by the club that Dameon had originally dance for. YC has to find a way to get his little dancer back!

 

My Starter Post:

 

Often, Dameon was mistaken as a girl. It allowed him to work in such a place as this. Normally, he just went along with the urges of mortals. Charming them was the easy part... Leaving them alive was a different story. He was still a youngling, and having been left to his own devices. He learned quickly enough on his own. But he had enough experience under his belt to know what he had to do in order to get a meal.

 

His long white hair hid half of his face as he once again looked down at the outfit that had been forcefully chosen for him by the owner of the club. He mumbled to himself that the man needed to find better outfits for him that would actually fit. The short black mini skirt didn't leave anything to the imagination and the mesh top clung tightly to his torso. Underneath was a black belly top that hid his... lack of breasts.

 

A soft groan left his lips as he was once again, being ushered out to do his part for the night. "Stupid humans..." He murmured under his breath. Every single one of them was the same, They only wanted one thing. Greedy creatures that thought nothing of the danger that they were in while in his presence. High knee boots clicked along the stage floor before the sounds suddenly stopped in the middle of the wooden floor stage.

 

Bright icy blue eyes lifted only for a short second to the audience. Before the music started up again. Grabbing a hold of the pole in the middle of the stage, his eyes narrowed quickly. Moving against the pole before anyone could see the hunger in his eyes. Some of his movements were quicker than what a mortal's eyes could catch. But all in all, he kept most of his movements graceful. Catching the eyes of most of the crowd. It was working, he had managed to charm almost everyone in the room without even batting an eye. Most of them were already halfway out of their seats.

 

The thought crossed his mind, he could kill every last one of them within moments... if he wanted. But then, where would the fun be in doing it the easy way? He would have his meal by the end of it anyways.