Cypress Delaney Overview Overview When you become a statistic hidden from the public's eye in a medicated cage, truly then do you realize you are mad. Cypress had grown used to the progression and regression of her illness to where it became funny when she shared her stories, along side the art projects she made in the unit. Watching people's uncomfortable reactions and shifting gazes, fearing of the deemed "crazy" person was hilarious. Everything and everyone is so funny. So of course she's happy. Why shouldn't she be? Basics Basics Name Cypress Delaney Player Sparkles Chronicle Baltimore After Dark Nature Cub Demeanor Trickster Concept Middle School Bully Clan Malkavian Generation 13th Sire Unknown Attributes Attributes Physical T Strength 11000 Dexterity 11000 Stamina 11000 Social P Charisma 11100 Manipulation Blaming Others 11110 Appearance 11100 Mental S Perception 11000 Intelligence 11000 Wits 11100 Abilities Abilities Talents p Alertness 11000 Athletics 11100 Awareness 11000 Brawl 11000 Empathy 00000 Expression 11000 Intimidation 11000 Leadership 00000 Streetwise 00000 Subterfuge 00000 00000 Skills s Animal Ken 00000 Crafts 00000 Drive 10000 Etiquette 10000 Firearms 00000 Larceny 00000 Melee 11000 Performance 10000 Stealth 11100 Survival 10000 00000 Knowledge t Academics 00000 Computers 00000 Finance 00000 Investigation 10000 Law 00000 Medicine 10000 Occult 11000 Politics 10000 Science 00000 Technology 00000 00000 Advantages Advantages Disciplines Auspex 00000 Dementation 00000 Obfuscate 11100 00000 00000 00000 Backgrounds Resources 10000 00000 00000 00000 00000 00000 Virtues Conscience/Conviction 11000 Self-Control/Instinct 11000 Courage 11100 Humanity/Path 11110 00000 Path Humanity Bearing Willpower 11100 00000 00000 00000 Blood Pool 11111 11111 00000 00000 Blood/Turn 1 Merits & Flaws Merits & Flaws Merit Type Cost Sanctity S 2pt DistractingAura Clan Merit 2pt Acute Sense (visual) P 1pt Flaw Type Bonus Paper Trail Clan Specific 2pt Vulgar S 1pt Overstimulated Clan Spc. 3pt Narc S 3pt Rituals & Paths Rituals & Paths Ritual Level Path 00000 00000 00000 00000 00000 00000 00000 00000 Experience & Derangements Experience Total Spent Notes 5- Merits 9- Flaws (Total Freebie points used: 14) Derangements Borderline Personality Disorder Expanded Backgrounds Expanded Backgrounds Allies Contacts Fame Herd Influence Mentor Resources Retainers Status Other Rights & Possessions Rights & Possessions Gear (Carried) Small pink backpack: Worn stuffed animal cow, smartphone, notebook and pen Feeding Grounds Playgrounds, Alleyways Havens Equipment (Owned) Vehicles Other Blood Bonds/Vinculi Blood Bonds/Vinculi Bound To Rating Bound To Rating Description Description Age 27 Apparent Age 21 D.O.B. September 1997 R.I.P. July 2019 Hair Blonde Eyes Blue Race Caucasian Nationality American Height 5ft5 Build Petite Gender Female Face Claim AI History History "One insecure woman plus a guy who drinks and drinks equals me!" Cypress Lynn Delaney was born in a tense middle-class household in the town of Thurmont Maryland. There she and her three siblings learned that everyone can be deceiving. Her father was all smiles to the public eye and quite the hot-head at home, especially when whiskey was involved. If her father was a monster, then she would be one too. Scaring her mother and siblings becoming a regular occurrence. A messy divorce caused Cypress to move in with her grandparents where she grew angrier and angrier. Thus resulted in multiple breakdowns when reaching adulthood causing her to be admitted at the local behavior health unit. One involuntary, and the other three voluntary following advice from her therapist. Each time made her more cynical to where she developed a dark sense of humor to cope. Everyone is hilarious. People's reactions to her stories and crude psychward art projects making it even funnier. Living off of the uncomfortable eye contact and nervous laughter. After her fourth time in patient she met her soon to be sire, a taxi driver who agreed a little too much with her ideologies. With her newfound freedom she chooses to still prey on those she terrifies. Freedom and blood, what more could a girl want?