Harmon, Cindy
Overview
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.
Basics
Basics
Name
Chrysanthemum (Cindy) Harmon
Player
Drusilladragonrose
Chronicle
Baltimore After Dark
Nature
Architect
Demeanor
Director
Concept
Cyrano de Bergerac of fame
Clan
Nosferatu
Generation
13th
Sire
Chaos
Attributes
Attributes
Physical T
Strength
11100
Dexterity
11100
Stamina
11000
Social
s
Charisma
Specialization
11110
Manipulation
Persuasive
11110
Appearance
00000
Mental P
Perception
11100
Intelligence
Problem Solver
11110
Wits
Getting the Jump on Others
11110
Abilities
Abilities
Talents T
Alertness
00000
Athletics
11000
Awareness
11100
Brawl
11000
Empathy
11000
Expression
11000
Intimidation
11000
Leadership
11000
Streetwise
11000
Subterfuge
11000
00000
Skills
s
Animal Ken
11000
Crafts
Explosives
11110
Drive
00000
Etiquette
At Elysium
11110
Firearms
00000
Larceny
00000
Melee
00000
Performance
Acting
11110
Stealth
11100
Survival
11100
00000
Knowledge P
Academics
11100
Computers
Social Media
11110
Finance
11100
Investigation
00000
Law
10000
Medicine
00000
Occult
11000
Politics
00000
Science
11100
Technology
Secure Communication
11110
00000
Advantages
Advantages
Disciplines
Obfuscate
11110
Potence
11100
Animalism
10000
00000
00000
00000
Backgrounds
Retainers
10000
Alternate Identity
11000
Domain
10000
Resources
11000
Contacts
11000
00000
Virtues
Conscience
11100
Self-Control
11110
Courage
11100
Humanity/Path
11111 11000
Path
Humanity
Bearing
Willpower
11111 11000
00000 00000
Blood Pool
11111 11111
00000 00000
Blood/Turn
Merits & Flaws
Merits & Flaws
Merit
Type
Cost
False Reflection
Clan
3
Flaw
Type
Bonus
Contagious
Clan
5
Touch of Frost
Supernatural
1
Cold Breeze
Supernatural
1
Rituals & Paths
Rituals & Paths
Ritual
Level
Path
00000
00000
00000
00000
00000
00000
00000
00000
Experience & Derangements
Experience
Total
Freebie: 19 Experience:85 Left: 0
Spent
129
Notes
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
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
Derangements
Expanded Backgrounds
Expanded Backgrounds
Allies
She's currently handling all her assets through the name Shilo Rockfellow, another personal joke. A reclusive stock broker who only ever sends her assistant to do things for her.
Contacts
Fellow Nosferatu who gave her the layout of Baltimore before she got here. A mage that she has a purely online relationship with and trades relevant news with each other.
Fame
Herd
Influence
Mentor
Resources
Because of royalties for books she has written under pennames and ghostwritten, consultations on various subjects that she's done, and investments she has put down over the years she has money stowed away under several false names. She has recently acquired the deed to s small warehouse cheap since it had been unused for a while.
Retainers
One ghoul named Sarah Archer ~ Gave her up to live her own unlife
Status
Other
She has set up shop in a small abandoned warehouse along the harbor. She made it a point to make sure that whoever owned sold it to her. The man was more than happy to sell to her. On the outside, it looks just as rundown and shabby as it did before. Find the secret latch though and the basement opens up to a technological wonderland. There is an entrance into the sewers from there in case she needs a quick escape.
Rights & Possessions
Rights & Possessions
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
Blood Bonds/Vinculi
Blood Bonds/Vinculi
Bound To
Rating
Bound To
Rating
Description
Description
Age
Age total: 126 Age undead: 103
Apparent Age
23
D.O.B.
Mau. 10 1897
R.I.P.
Summer 1920
Hair
Blonde
Eyes
Blue
Race
White
Nationality
Scottish
Height
5'9
Build
skeletal
Gender
Female (in the barest since)
Face Claim
n/a
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.
History
History
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.
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.