It’s A Helpful Serial Killer? (O/O) (Open) (Romance/Crime)

I have a serial killer character, and he kills men who abuse women and children. I wanted to use him in a rp so here we go. The other character could be anything from a detective on the case, to a woman who is being abused.

RULES

• Rated R for sexual situations (will go to PM), profanity, violence/gore, etc.
• LGBTQ+ allowed! My guy is pansexual.
• No one liners, please!
• Have decent grammar, it’s a pet peeve of mine when people don’t.
• No OP chracters, be realistic.

CHARACTER SHEET
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Appearance:
Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Background:
Other:

(Yeah you can stalk lol
And if no one ends up joining then we can do this)

You can, and I’m cool with skipping!
How far do you usually go, just so I know when we should skip?

I’m alright with that.
So what gender and all were you thinking to make your character, and what role would they have?

Yeah, that could work for me!

Alright, great. I’ll have mine up soon as well.

No no, sorry! He looks great. I’ve been very busy with school. I should be able to get my character up after school. So sorry.

Name: Vaughn Finley.
Age: 23 years old.
Gender: Male.
Sexuality: Pansexual.
Appearance: Black hair that was long on one side and combed over. The other side of his hair was more on the shaved side. His eyes are grey and piercing. He has pale skin, and scars that cover his skin. He has a tattoo on his left upper forearm that says ‘Adeline’ in little kid handwriting. He had a toned build with slight muscle mass and stands at around 6’2. His features are clean cut and hard, and he appears very intimidating. He tends to wear formal clothing, like black suit jackets, white long sleeved button downs, black slacks, a black tie, and black dress shoes.
Personality: Before he gets to know someone, he is very introverted and secretive. He tends to get aggressive and rough at times. He is very protective and defensive of loved ones. He is very caring in relationships. He can get possesive, but he is also gentle and loving. He seems very rude towards most men, but is always polite and kind towardcs women and children. He also suffers from schizophrenia
Likes: The quiet, the dark, alcohol, and kids.
Dislikes: The whispers he hears, taking his medication, men who hurt women and children.
Background: Will be revealed throughout the rp for dramatic effect.
Other: He hides out in an abandoned gas station outside of town.

okay, here he is finally

Alright. Let me write up a starter.

Vaughn’s heart was pounding in his chest. He had the older man by the hair, his head pulled back as he slowly slit the man’s throat. He panted as he dropped the body. There, Finley. It’s done, a voice mumbled. He looked down at his now blood covered hands. He then looked over at the body of the young woman. A mother, her name had been Julie. Her husband killed her before he could get there in time. But they had a daughter. Where was she? He slowly straightened and made his way up the stairs of the home.

Vaughn searched through the rooms. He found the girl eventually. She was young, around 12, he guessed. She was hiding under her bed. But she wasn;t scared of him. No, he had met with the mother and daughter a few times before this, so she knew him. He got down to be level with her. “Hey, Maddie.. Stay here, okay? I’ll call someone,” he told her and she nodded. He took the house phone after going downstairs and called the police to report it and say the child was still alive and would be found at a nearby daycare. He took the girl and drove to the daycare. He needed to be quick. He showed up and parked, going and knocking at the door. Was it already closed?

Vaughn’s grey eyes flcked to the man who opened the door. He was injured. He had been stabbed in his upper forearm and had most likely broked a few ribs. There were also small cuts here and there on his body, along with a dark bruise on his cheekbone. “I need you to take her,” he said in his deep, rough sounding voice.

Vaughn shook his head. He could already hear sirens in the distance. “No, I can’t. Her name is Maddie. Take care of her. She has an aunt nearby, let her stay there,” he said, taking a few steps away. Go, Finley, the whispers urged.