❛ doves… beautiful creatures. they’re rather adroit when trained properly. ❜ he clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth. ❛ i assume you work very closely with them, being a professional magician and all. i pity your belongings, sir. they say that bird droppings are good luck, but i have my doubts. i’ve always had an awfully terrible day when i’ve been defecated on. ❜
he snorts, mainly to himself, pondering on the man’s second question with dr. sweet’s characteristic humor and warmth twinkling in his deceptive eyes. ❛ humans are a tricky bunch. some of them are just wonderful. others can be… unsavory. in general, though, i quite like them. ❜ dracula flashes his sharp teeth in a smile. ❛ i’m afraid i don’t know nearly as much about humans as i do other animals. i tend to leave that to the other doctors. ❜
“ Some, I must give the audience some of what they’d expect from a great magician, even if I find the traditional tricks a little droll. “ he kept few, rarely used them in his shows if he could help it. He didn’t care for spilling their blood, perhaps Jon was a tad ‘ backwards ‘, he much preferred a splash of red from a human limb to brighten the dull cream of his casual attire.
It’s natural to stare, he’d tell himself, and as pointed teeth are exposed Jon cannot help the glance made before he forces his gaze downward. His smile still lingers, Jon thinks him a most fascinating creature, and not so unpleasant in company. He bends somewhat to reach the short occasional table, and collects the newly filled glass of absinthe between eager fingers so it might be drawn closer towards his awaiting lips. “ So does it bother you? What I do to people on stage? “
with a conspiratorial eyebrow raise, dracula murmurs, ❛ you see… i’m not exactly meant to have a favorite animal, but between you and i, i admire the rejected ones — either for their unique depravity or their supposed simplicity. i love the lethal black mamba as much as i do the lowly sheep. ❜
There’s relief to be heard in his sigh when he loosens the maroon cravat that clings to his throat like a starved python, he clears his throat and grins, noting their shared appreciation for the deadly mamba. He’d wanted to use one in his act for many years, attaining one in murky London had proven quite problematic, his efforts had been futile. Jon had ached to involve it in a disappearing trick, have it appear again in some woman’s purse in the audience; though perhaps that’d be veering towards his personal likes more than his act given the creature would strike ( REPEATEDLY ) should she open her purse to discover it. A trick, perhaps, best left until after the show had climaxed.
“ And the common dove? Small enough to hide up a sleeve, small enough to… well I have a few, just in case. “ shame really, he liked birds, but one mustn’t stray from tradition, “ And people? Not as fond? “
01. Although he's inspired by The Prestige, Jonathan is completely my own creation. 02. Slow replies are very likely, I do have 3 months now until I start uni but I have 5 other muses and co-run a historic roleplay masterlist blog, so some days I might not be here at all. Unless I've posted something about a hiatus etc, then I will reply to things, just bear with me. 03. There will be triggering content on this blog, please see below for a list of triggers. I have one trigger, and I ask that you please tag anything relating to animal harm/injuries. 04. I'm 23, so nsfw is possible, see below. 05. All icons are made by me, as was the psd. I do enjoy making icons, so if you'd like some with different psd drop me a message and I'll see what I can do for you. 06. HATE FREE, I'm so sick a tired of drama and hate spreading on this bloody website so if you're going to post it, I'm going to unfollow.
WRITER
01. I'm Bea, and have too many sons to balance well so there's gonna be a lot of slow replies and (sometimes) low activity every once in a while. 02. /with passion/ I love history, so much, I can't even explain it. Yeah Jon's set in the Victorian period but I freaking adore the 20's (see my muse list and yeah I got me some 20's sons too h a h) 03. I'm English. From England. But crumpets are disgusting. 04. I've just finished 2 years at college, old student alert, studing film & tv media, and I'll be starting at uni this september to study a film production and screen writing joint honours. So it's likely I'll be taking Jon into my coursework, as well as my other two ocs, so expect a lot of sudden character development from september onwards. 05. I can be slow at replying to messages and asks, it's just me being me and unorganised, it's never you, I'm just s l o w. 06. If I'm not here, I might be found on one of my other blogs...
01. I format my posts, but I don't expect you to. I don't care if you do, don't or how you do it, as long as you're happy then so am I. 02. If you'd like to continue an ask on, please move it to a new post. Don't reblog the ask. 03. I don't make welcome starters, if you'd like to interact drop me an ask, tag me in a random thing, or like a starter call. 04. Don't godmod. I understand a tiny, tiny bit of it might be necessary to move the thread along, that's fine, but if you completely control what Jon does then I'll be pissed and probably drop the thread. This also applies to if he attempts to hurt your muse, reminder he's a murderer, and your muse suddenly 'moves out of the way just in time' when it's impossible to do so... g od just don't. 05. So because he's a murderer, he's likely to change quite quickly, particularly when triggered. If you're not comfortably with him hurting your muse, I suggest you a) don't do it, b) don't follow. 06. I do one-linders, short things, paras, whatever. I like the variation.
TRIGGERS
As Jon commits acts of violence on and off stage, there will be numerous strong triggers on this blog, each of them tagged appropriately ('trigger' tw). Triggers include:
VIOLENCE . GORE . BLOOD . MURDER ALCOHOL . DRUG USE
SHIPPING
To be added (i'm tired ok)
VERSES
Add tomorrow, I'm really tired.
BASICS
FULL NAME: Jonathan Alistair Botts OTHER: Alistair the Enchanter, Jon, AGE: 37 BIRTHDATE: 11th June 1860 BIRTHPLACE: New York, USA NATIONALITY: American GENDER: Male SEXUALity: Heterosexual Heteromantic SPECIES: Human, Witch OCCUPATION: Magician RESIDENCE: London, England ALIGNMENT: Neutral Evil FATHER: Timothy Botts MOTHER: Lavinia Botts née Cole
PHYSICAL
HEIGHT: 6'2" WEIGHT: 171 lbs BODY: Muscular, slim HAIR: Dark chocolate brown with a gentle wave to it, locks don't quite form a curl but give the impression of volume. Neatly set with light pomade when on stage, somewhat untamed and messy when casual. EYES: Thick hazel, but when cast in the lights that line the stage they can appear quite red, a crimson shade that exaggerates the terror of his tricks.
OTHER
VICES: Recreational drugs, alcohol, gambling, power, pride FEARS: Aquaphobia; or waterfright is a persistent and abnormal fear of water. Aquaphobia is a specific phobia that involves a level of fear that is beyond the patient's control or that may interfere with daily life. Fear began when he witnessed his father drown in a tank during a trick on stage.
LIKES: Power, popularity, feminine perfume, murder, (most) people, recreational drugs, alcohol, blades, the colour red, renaissance art, science, rain, clothing that costs more than he can afford, cats, magic, medieval torture devices, travel. DISLIKES: Water, dogs, opera, heat, overcrowded areas, boats, children. LANGUAGES: English, he believes he can speak French well but is only confident in the most basic of words, some Italian. ABILITIES: Liquid manipulation, telekiness HABITS/ADDICTIONS/ETC: Taps fingers when agitated, cocaine, opium.
