# Cindy Harmon
### Overview
A vaudeville starlet who dreamed of being in moving pictures and with the intelligence to make it happen. She also had an ego to match which drew the attention of a man in the shadows. Cindy had an illness that she was carrying that the Nosferatu blood latched onto and manifested. It took her a while to get used to this new lifestyle but Cindy was nothing if not adaptive. She helped set up a pirate radio station, giving information to those who knew how to tune in while finding a way to entertain again. Through the years she's adapted to the new ways of communication, now she's a vtuber going under the moniker Claudia Du Lac, a cartoon "Vapyer" Her personal joke.
Chrysanthemum (Cindy) Harmon
Cyrano de Bergerac of fame
Mental P
Intelligence
Problem Solver
11111
Wits
Getting the Jump on Others
11110
Knowledge P
Investigation
Database Research
11110
Technology
Secure Communication
11110
Willpower
11111 11000
00000 00000
Blood Pool
11111 11111
00000 00000
Languages (Italian, Japanese, French, German, Russian, Gaelic)
Mental
0
Computer Aptitude (granted with computers 5)
Mental
0
Touch of Frost
Supernatural
1
Cold Breeze
Supernatural
1
Freebie: 19 Experience:85 Left: 7
Obfuscate: 7 Dexterity: 8 Animal Kin: 5
Technology: 2 Academics: 4 Etiquette: 6
Stealth: 2 Potence: 5 Leadership: 5
Performance: 2 Brawl: 5 Expression: 5
Willpower: 4 Intimidation: 5 Empathy: 2
Streetwise: 5 Resources: 2
Survival: 9 Animalism: 10
Potence: 10 Science - 9
Crafts - 4 Crafts - 6
Athletics - 5 Resources - 4
Streetwise ` 10 Subterfuge - 4
Investigation - 15 Law ` 2
Allies ~ 3 Allies ~ 2
Domain ~ 2 Intelligence ~ 16
Melee ~ 9 Specialty ~ Improv 3
Allies ~ 4 Awareness ~ 4
Alertness ~ 3 Firearms ~ 3
Retainers ~ 2
Gear (Carried)
A backpack with a laptop and two phones, one a burner, one for personal use.
Feeding Grounds
Havens
Equipment (Owned)
Computer repair and building tools, power tools of various makes and models, junk lots of junk that she can probably salvage or turn into traps.
Vehicles
Other
Age total: 127 Age undead: 104
Female (in the barest since)
She has the shadow of the dancer and actress she used to be but also has the pockmarks and rot that came from the infected bite. She normally dresses in hoodies that cover her face, thick boots to help her go through the sewers without wet socks, and usually a doll mask covering her face for when she is forced to go out in public. Often accompanied by a wig of a random color.
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Chrysanthemum was talented. She had known it since the day she was old enough to be aware of herself. It was why she moved to New York as soon as she could to grace the stage with her voice and acting range. She quickly grew to stardom there but she knew that vaudeville was going to start to die soon. Like a rat knowing when to abandon ship she started saving for a ticket across the U.S Movies was the next step. She knew she was older than most of the girls there but she still looked waifish enough to make it on to the screen. Besides she knew how to make things work with what she had on hand. Never mind that people called her willful, never mind that people said that she was difficult to work with. They would fall in line or she would steamroll over them.
It was her personality rather than her beauty that caught the attention of her sire. Chaos was the embodiment of his name. He changed her to see if she kept her spirit when her good looks were gone. At first, Chrysanthemum tried to escape the confinement she had been put under to try and walk into the sun. Her depression was so deep that all she could think of was ending this hell. Surprisingly enough it was a crooner on the radio that made her stop. So she didn't have her face anymore. It didn't mean that she couldn't entertain anymore. That and the world was changing out there.
Armed with a new goal for herself she made it a point to learn as much as she could about the radio business. She realized that she was smarter than she thought something that had been underplayed during life. Down in the sewers, no one cared what she looked like, just how she could help. It was freeing in a way. With so much time on her hands now, why not learn as much as she could? With her thirst for knowledge and curiosity, she started making a network which grew along with her skills. It also made her a target. When things got rough in New York and then in New Orleans, she packed up her stuff and moved, taking her public image with her.
Modern times really were wonderful. She designed software that could read Noferatu faces and set to work on creating an avatar for herself. She could be anyone online, anything. That and a carefully chosen girl who would do anything for fame made her social media empire grow. She was entertaining again and it was the best feeling. And if the locals needed help, why not do that too.