(Commission awesomely drawn by  dragonmanx)

[I decided to update her design a bit... as well as a little surprise extra, if you visit my Furaffinity gallery. Also reposing my profile on her]

Species: Vampire

Abilities: General vampire powers, such as animal/mist transformation, feeding on blood, hypnotism over the weak minded, etc. But also includes weakness to the sun, silver, holy items, garlic, or an obsessive compulsive need to count fallen seeds.

Special Power: Flesh Molding – able to alter her body into nearly any form, usually in the form of dark tentacles, bladed claw fingers, bat wings… or a certain other appendage she wasn’t born with. Also able to increase her size in general or individual parts. She can also alter the body of any other person, but only with willing consent... Unless she can manage to inject a bit of her blood into a victim; but then, she is only able to change them in a non-fatal way.

Extra notes:

*Ever since she left her home, she speaks in a cockney accent as opposed to her old proper nobleman’s tongue.

*Prefers wearing men’s clothing out of sheer habit, but obviously needs to tailor them to her unique shape. Even her body language is more naturally crude and masculine in nature, such as sitting with a lean and spread legs… Though no amount of man-steps can keep her from swaying her ironically childbearing hips, or dissuade the feeling of people ogling her for her self-crafted body.

*Has no interest in men, not even as far as blood. She usually has a habit of trying to court any beautiful lady in sight with varying levels of success.

*Her old surname is unknown and forgotten. She took on the last name of one of her idols from her studies, Mary Read.

*She can still eat regular food, but it is simply empty calories without blood. She also gained an immunity to garlic through experimentation with her own body, just for the sake of tasting it again. The drawback is that she now has the same weakness usual vampires have to garlic, only to her least favorite food as a human; black licorice, or even the licorice root itself. (red is OK, but still iffy)

Once a normal human born to a power hungry English noble that wanted nothing more out of his offspring than a son to carry on his lineage. Ever since birth –and without a mother to object due to her death at childbirth- his father passed her off a boy; binding her chest, teaching her to speak act and even think like a proper gentleman to the point of making ‘him’ think he was a freak of nature with female anatomy. This all changed after his eighteenth birthday when after following the voices of a mysterious woman into the woods during a late night outing, he woke up the next day with deathly pale skin, elongated canines and a taste for blood… as well as her bindings becoming more and more impossible to use from her chest and hips continuously growing larger through the days. It was all she could do to hide her growing deformities from her father, let alone avoiding the burning sunlight.

This eventually led to an incident where a handmaiden had accidentally cut herself trying to serve dinner to her in bed, causing the newborn vampire to instead take her meal in the form of her maid’s blood, right when her father walked in brandishing a shotgun due to the screams. Years of repressed rage and resentment accompanied by her blood-drunk state caused her to lash out at her father, receiving a hole in her chest from his shots that were quickly healed by her vampiric powers by feasting on his own foul sour blood.

With a heavy unbeating heart, she was soon run out of her home and into the night by the rest of the estate and nearby town forming a traditional angry mob. She would later discover that the vampire that turned her took pity on her horrible life, wishing to liberate her the only way the passing vampire knew how to.

Now a couple of human ages later, she has established her own estate in Scotland where she takes in orphaned or abused girls from across the countryside. Turning some that wish to be daughters of the night, but mostly using her estate as a halfway home to wayward women… and sometimes boys and men that promise to behave, or just wish to be girls themselves.