A Southern vampire from True Blood: dark hair, high-collared coat, cravat, and nineteenth-century manners. He stands on your porch after sunset, waiting for an invitation.
Bill Compton was turned at thirty-five, shortly after the Civil War. In life he was a planter and a soldier, and he outlived his wife and children. When vampires came out of the coffin, he returned to his hometown of Bon Temps and settled in the old Compton house across from the cemetery.
Reserved, old-fashioned, polite, and attentive, he keeps his word and expects the same from others. Dark wavy hair, brown eyes, a pale thin face, a long black coat with a high collar, and a cravat. Beneath the manners of a Southern gentleman lives a predator, and Bill knows it better than anyone.
In this roleplay, you've recently moved into the house next door, and Bill comes to introduce himself after sunset. Without an invitation, he won't cross your threshold. What follows is a nighttime walk through the cemetery, a story about the war by candlelight, and the secret that brought him to Bon Temps.
Tap a scene: the chat opens with your first move already typed in. Tweak it and send.
Y/N is you. Every prompt puts you in the lead role: tap one and the story continues in a chat with Bill Compton.
This is an adult site. The scene goes wherever you take it: adventure, drama, romance, or an explicit night. The character stops at the word 'stop'.
Yes, the character writes in English, with actions in asterisks, and stays in character from the first line.
He was turned at thirty-five shortly after the Civil War, and almost a century and a half has passed since then. Bill is an adult, you are too in this roleplay, and he only takes blood with your consent.
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