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Jasper's brow raised in a silent understanding that they were both there with ulterior motives. Though different - they were the same in that regard. "Could you make..." he looked around, trying to think of something that was both simplistic in nature and self serving for him to receive. "Oh, I don't know, how about a sandwich?" He held out his hand expectantly, wondering if the other really was as wondrous as they made out to be, or were they too a slave to certain rules and regulations as so many interesting strangers tended to be.
"Appearances, information." Leo shrugged as he sipped the conjured drink casually. Truthfully he didn't trust his men to do their jobs right so the witch liked to keep a watchful eye. After all, the coven was his to lead now and he had to live up to certain expectations. The other's obvious wonder at the small display of magic made Leo's brow raise in almost mild amusement. It had been so long since he'd been around anyone with genuine interest or shock at such things. "Within reason, sure."
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Jasper's already weak constitution settled somewhat as the stranger agreed with his knee jerk response. "Why are you here then? If you hate it so much?" he pushed, asking out of genuine wonder rather than trying to prove some kind of benign point. His eyes went wide for a moment as Leo conjured himself something to drink. "That's really-Can you...?" he trailed off, unsure exactly how to ask what he was thinking. But, he couldn't help but wonder if the other's powers could benefit him in some way. If anything, they might be able to permit him to leave sooner than he'd expected. "You can just make stuff appear?" he tried again, "Anything you want?"
Leo managed a chuckle at the blunt response, a slight smirk pulling at the witch's lips. A few years ago he'd have been enjoying the festivities with the same revelry as most of the others, but not anymore. "Agreed." He replied, conjuring a drink worth having and not whatever swill they were likely serving. "Not particularly, it's all cheap thrills and tacky themes. If I wanted to see a true carnival of horrors I'd have stayed at home, but it's a cute attempt anyway I suppose."
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"And you know how to cheat the system?" he queried, his tone laced with doubt. Carnival games were deceptive, even Jasper knew that despite never attended one before. It was common knowledge. However, with that being so, it seemed that if there was a way to 'cheat' the system, that too would have been spread around by now. "Come along, then." he urged, a small intrigued smile scrawling along his features. "I want to see you win. Win something that only someone on the inside could. Anybody can ring toss."
"Carnival games are rigged mate, you just gotta know how to cheat the system." Bellamy smirked with his usual cocky attitude, sipping his drink. "Yeah the prizes are always pretty shit but it's the thrill of playing and winning that's the fun part." He shrugged. All the familiar was really interested in was having a good time, whether that was playing these carnival games, winning, cheating or fleecing others out of their winnings - it was all excitement for him.
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Jasper's gaze turned to where the stranger was referring to. There were plenty of varying food stalls, but, the fox didn't need to get any closer to know which one matched the scent he was finding so appealing. "I see." he answered quietly, taking in the scene and trying to think of how next to approach finding a solution. As Kandi spoke up again, his pale blue eyes shot back to him as though his kind gesture were perhaps some kind of trick. "You'd do that? You don't have to, but, I'd surely be grateful." He waited to see, not yet fully trusting that the other truly had selfless intentions.
in their moment of unanticipated solitude they hear someone ask him something. soft brown eyes look up to figure from where the voice comes from, admittedly not having paid too much attention to their surroundings as of now. ❝ o-oh, from that stand over there; they're selling a lot of them. ❞ just an astute observation they had from seeing how many were floating around the fairground, but understandably so; they were delicious, hot and fresh with plenty of powdered sugar. kandi's gaze shifts more to the inquierer; they seem far more introverted then they were, as if they were uncomfortable being here. while they didn't know why, the witch sympathizes with the stranger. ❝ would you ... like for me to get you one maybe ? ❞
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Jasper vaguely knew what the stranger was talking about. He was aware that blood types existed, but, their purposes and nuances were sadly lost on him. Blood was blood and more often than not it was an unnecessary mess that lead other hungry animals to his dinners. It didn't hold much value to him, but, where it came from, well, that could be of use. His upper lip twitched as the vampire showed off his fangs, his own teeth wanting to bare themselves in response. However, he kept things under control despite his nerves. "You think they kill people around here somewhere?" he rephrased his question and inwardly wondered if this changed his mission statement somehow. But, ultimately decided he was here now. "I guess this place would be the perfect trap for it, huh?"
As Jasper approached cautiously, Quentin watched the other with a mild curiosity, legs swinging casually from where he sat observing the carnival. "O Negative." He smirked, smile flashing a quick shot of his bloodied fangs as he held up the cup with a little shake, the thick syrupy red liquid inside sloshing about. It was never as good after the fact, straight from the vein was the way the young vampire liked it best. "More like someone. You wouldn't catch me drinking animal blood." He chuckled in amusement at the thought of stooping so low as to drink from animals.
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Jasper leaned closer as the cake was shown out, as if being a few inches nearer to it would provide desperately needed clues. His nose twitched as he tried to figure it out. He wasn't even sure why he was giving it so much attention and rumination. Perhaps it was a distraction from all the other nonsense that was occurring around him. This one particular strain of nonsense he at least had a shout at proving useful in. "Polecat?" he shook his head, "Vole?" he squinted at it. "It mustn't be from around here. If you could catch it here, I'd know it." he sighed, freeing his nose from all the trapped scents and also ultimately giving up on the puzzle. "They don't tend to like much of anything." he agreed, "Do you like it at least?" If there was a problem with the other man's order, Jasper would happily take it off his hands.
"The cake." Greyson answered easily enough, almost presenting the aforementioned blood containing sweet treat. When Jasper suggested goat, the dragon frowned, leaning a little closer to the cake slice and sniffing trying to decipher the scent better. After all the young dragon had eaten enough goat and sheep, much to the anger of many farmers, over the centuries to know their particular scents. "No...definitely not goat, that's got a much more earthy scent to it." He replied thoughtfully before retuning his attention to the other fully. "It might matter to a vampire I suppose, not sure how much they'd like anything less than human."
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Jasper wasn't cut out for carnivals. He'd spent far too long in solitude to truly find any enjoyment in the constant barrage of lights, sounds, smells and, worst of all, other people. Having wandered around for a while feeling lost and overwhelmed, he'd eventually skulked back to the outskirts of the event, curling up on a bench as he tried to ground himself and decide what was the best move to try and make his day even a little bit brighter. He'd been content enough to sit resting his head on his arms whenever the scent of the funnel cake met with his nose. He hadn't eaten in a while and despite being unsure what it was, it smelt appetising enough to keep his attention. "Wh-Where'd you get that?" he asked, hoping the other would hear him without his having to approach more directly. "And, what exactly is it? I've never seen it before."
𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥 !
a funtime carnival seemed really fitting for this town. regardless of the species, everyone had some want to go to the fair, whether it be the tasty foods, the rides, or the games. for kandi, it was something of the first, as they got sick a bit too easy on the rides & their luck with games wasn't always the best. still, it was alright just kind of eating a funnel cake and watching people go by on the bench. it was sunny out, and kandi loved the sun. a perfect day ... well, almost perfect. maybe if there was something else ... or someone else who came with them. but for now, the lonely witch sits along the bench and eats their funnel cake.
@unveilstarters
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"Nothing." Jasper answered honestly before going silent again for a moment. He stole a quick glance of the stranger before his gaze returned firmly to the floor. He wasn't sure what they were asking for or who they even were. Part of him wondered if they were part of the carnival, fishing for some kind of feedback. "Uh, the smell, I guess." he offered, hoping to potentially make amends if he'd perchance offended. "The food smells nice. Wh-What about you? You like the carnival?"
carnival starter for @jaspervulpintine [ Leo / Jasper ]
Carnival used to be something Leo enjoyed, a place to relax, drink, enjoy the games and thrills with a pretty little thing on his arm. These days that old charm had worn off for the Witch. Now the evening was about assessing competition, gathering leads and making sure his network continued to run smoothly and efficiently for him. Still he could find a pretty little thing to hang on his arm for the evening. "And what do you find so charming about this carnival." He said casually.
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"Does it?" he asked, turning to look at what exactly the other man was talking about. He hadn't been to a carnival before. Not even as a child. It was all new to him, and he wasn't overly enjoying any of it. "Good at it, are you? It doesn't look like much." He kept on watching as other people took their turn, wondering what was so exciting about throwing things at other things. It didn't seem to serve much a purpose. "Do you even win anything good? I imagine not."
carnival starter for @jaspervulpintine [ bellamy / jasper ]
"You know, after this drink that ring toss has got my name on it." Bellamy smirked playfully, eyeing up the game and its many prizes to be one. The macabre nature of the carnival didn't seem to phase the familiar much, after all he'd seen a great many things back in Russia alongside his witch. Ender's family were...something else.
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The smell of blood everywhere confused Jasper. More often than not having to rely on hunting instincts to find himself a meal, it was sending him mixed signals to smell so much blood and yet come away completely empty handed. Smelling the sheer amount of blood that was surrounding Quentin as he sat and drank, he couldn't help himself but make a cautious approach. "That's blood, right?" he asked, looking at the stranger but immediately losing eye contact as if looking literally anywhere else was a better option. "D-Do you think they kill stuff to get it? Like...around here, somewhere?"
carnival starter for @jaspervulpintine [ quentin / jasper ]
For now Quentin was behaving, a cup in hand, blood sucked through a straw which wasn't nearly as satisfying as straight from the vein. But Elias had said no killing, at least not tonight. Which was a shame, the carnival felt like the perfect hunting grounds for the young vampire. The sights and smells excited him, the sound of heartbeats pumping all around an enticing melody to accompany the thrills of the stalls. But Papi had told him to behave.
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Jasper wasn't a fan of the carnival. It went against everything he'd grown accustomed to in his new life. It was loud, it was bright, and scariest of all, it was full of people. The whole situation was overwhelming pretty much every single one of his senses. The only thing that kept him hanging around was opportunity. He'd been loitering idly in one of the eating areas, hoping someone would leave behind something he could get his hands on. When Grey spoke, he nearly leapt out of his skin. "Blood in what?" he urged, looking around for a moment before settling down as he realised what was going on and that he was likely referring to what was in his hands. It was red, after all. "Goat, maybe?" he offered, with a twitch of his nose. "Definitely not rabbit." he sighed, trying to push all the sweet and strange smells out of his nose. "Does it matter? Blood's blood, is it not?"
carnival starter for @jaspervulpintine [ grey / jasper ]
It was nice to get out of the bakery for a while, even if the carnival games seemed...odd. But perhaps this was how they were meant to look, zombie heads and sets of teeth, maybe that was the customer. Greyson still found it hard to decipher humans a lot of the time, the dragon having kept to himself for most of his life. "There's definitely blood in there, I can't quite smell what kind though." He mused, holding a piece of red velvet cake.
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Matthew Lillard, bisexual, male + he/him → isn’t that Jasper Vulpintine? i’ve seen them hanging out with the were-creatures. i hear they're 26, but they’ve only been in alexandria for 6 months. they seem to be curious & gentle, but also crafty & skeptical. it’s cool that their animal counterpart is a fox.
Basics.
Full name: Jasper Vulpintine
Age: 26
Orientation: Bisexual
Species: Were-creature (Fox)
Height: 6ft 4'
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Appearance.
Pictured above is exactly how Jasper looks.
Jasper has blonde hair that is brunette at the roots and his eyes are blue. He has no piercings or tattoos.
His appearance will vary in the GIFs I use but this is the 'canon' Jasper.
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Family.
Jenna (Mother)
Judah (Father)
Jack (Eldest brother)
Jerry (Elder brother)
Juliette (Twin sister - older by a few minutes)
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Biography.
(TW: alcohol/drug use, fire, shooting, attempted manslaughter, mental health issues)
The Vulpintine family were one of great affluence. Proud business owners, Jenna and Judah decided to have three children with the intention of leaving a business to each child to ensure their stability and success in life. However, this plan went awry. When they went to welcome the arrival of their third child, they were met with twins.
Ignoring the obvious problem, the family continued on as normal. The children were raised mostly by a live in nanny, making any actual bonding time with their parents scarce and often hard fought for between the four. While the others grew accustomed and found ways to entertain themselves, Jasper grew to be needy and often acted out for the sake of getting attention.
By early adulthood, he was living a life of partying and reckless engagements with just about anyone who was willing to give him their time. And so, on his 25th birthday, his parents decided to award his twin sister the last remaining family business, leaving Jasper with nothing for himself. They chalked it up to a harsh life lesson and told him to reconsider the path he was currently on as his ways brought great shame to their family name.
Humiliated and enraged, Jasper spent the next few days heavily intoxicated and in his unstable state lit a branch on fire, shifted into his fox form and snuck into his sister's room with the intention of burning it down. The flame took and quicker than he had time to process, the fire spread and reality hit him. The alarms sounded and as people began to come look. He attempted to flee the scene, hoping his shifted state would be enough to keep him hidden in the dark of night. However, he hadn't accounted for his eldest brother's keen eye and before he could make it down the stairs, Jack shot him in the flank, sending him tumbling into unconsciousness.
When he came around, he found himself in the middle of a forest. Like nothing he'd ever seen before. He was completely alone, but the agony of his leg reminded him as to why. He never heard from his family again and is still unsure what became of Juliette that night. He searched for civilisation but eventually gave up hope. Weak and weary, he shifted into his fox form and over time learnt to hunt, dig and slowly make a rudimentary life for himself. By the time he stumbled across Alexandria, he was set in his ways. Wary of people and bordering on antisocial. Though he still lives in the forest, he's grown to rely on the nearby town and finds himself returning often to see what he can buy, trade or steal.
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Personality.
Due to spending so long away from people, Jasper’s grown to be antisocial. He doesn’t trust easily and usually doesn’t say more than he absolutely has to, to get his point across. He’s quite shy and timid at first, relying on his senses to keep him safe, rather than communication. But, if he warms up to you, he will be fiercely loyal and affectionate.
He’s not quick to anger, but, he is quick to resort to violence if he’s pushed. He hunts for a living and so finds biting/hitting to be his quickest options to end a threatening situation. However, he doesn’t rear up without very good reason.
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Potential Connections.
A good samaritan, who takes pity Jasper and leaves food out for him either near their home or at a designated place in the forest. Eventually, he’ll arrive in time to see who it is, and they get to talking.
A not so secret admirer perhaps someone who wants to help him reintroduce himself to society, or is fascinated by his lifestyle and wishes to follow alongside him.
Romantic interest, preferably a long term partner with the knowledge that it would likely be unconventional and they’d have to be willing to spend a lot of time outdoors to be with him.
A petty rival, someone who finds Jasper to be a pest, perhaps he’s stealing from their garbage or off of their washing line and they eventually catch him and see who’s causing them trouble.
A nighttime companion, Jasper is often awake at strange times and has no real designated sleeping schedule. It would be nice for him to find a gentle companion to go on late night walks with and perhaps look out at the stars and contemplate life.
(Of course, I’m up for almost anything else, but, these are just some ideas to help kickstart a bigger conversation)
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