Cosmori's Masterful Masters that Master!

[Cosmori]

On an evening stroll, you spy a door that you have never seen, deep in an alley to the left.
Its pitch black all the way to the door and you spy some one peeking out from a slot in the upper half of the door with dark red eyes. It looks sturdy, blackened oak with what appears to be iron or steel bracing, but its built more like to keep things IN, rather than you out. As you draw closer, your curiousity getting the better of you.... A voice reaches your ears.

"A door that appears where none tread but walk by daily
A door so thick but light, going on into frailty
None ever enter
None ever leave
But this you must heed...-"

The sudden sound of a yelp of pain, then a couple thuds would make you jump, and now that your close enough to see the eyes in the slot, they are replaced by a pair of bright pink eyes, staring back at you gleefully, if a bit apologetic.
"Sorry about that, he likes to scare people.... Any way, welcome to the entrance to our humble abode! If you would open the door, you can come right in! Dont worry about the cryptic jerk..... We got plenty of nice, kind people here for you to have fun with!"

((haha, couldnt resist a bit of fun with this!
Any who, welcome to my selection of masters! It will build over time, with ones i think of or ones that you would like custom tailored!))  

[Cosmori]

Name: Bella Crow
Nicknames: Bell, Crow, BC
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Sexuality: Homosexual
Species: Once human, turned ghoul
Eye Color: Grey with flecks of red.
Hair Color: Grey white
Height: 5' 1"
Other Appearances: Noticeable scarring along the body, some self inflicted. Bite marks on each wrist, and an array of pointed teeth.
Personality: Loud and almost bratty, this boy has an obsession with things spooky. Turned into a zombie, ghoul, corpse eater on Halloween, he takes things to the next level with partying!
Bio: Bella Crow, also known as Bell, became a zombie on Halloween night, three years ago. Out partying with a few friends, he got dragged into a group of people and proceeded to find out that HE was the snack to be passed around!
Despite there being vampires, werewolves and all manners of things beastly and spooky, he got turned into a zombie, oddly enough. Instead of turning into a moaning sack of meat that cant open a door, he retained his sanity, and was able to (PARTIALLY) keep himself calm.... The morgue where he woke up was torn to hell, but he didnt hurt any one. He found himself unable to feel anything but the cold, and he often forgot to breathe. He was found huddled in the corner, poking himself with a needle in an attempt to feel even pain, but was unable to. Upon examination, he was declared to be one of the walking dead (despite being able to run!), and was given a death certificate.
He was held for one whole year to test what he could do and how his body functioned. It was discovered that he has no need to breathe, eat, sleep, rest or do normal body functions. But the most detrimental would be his bodies inability to repair itself, to heal and maintain its healthy state. In order to combat this, he must be kept fed at least once a week a meal of meat, and a daily injection of protective drugs.
After this year of study, he was given a home, an allowance.... And was put on surveillance. As such, they gave him an option... Be assigned a caretaker, or go out and find his own.
Position: Seke
Slaves: None as of yet
Other: He claims every day is Halloween, since every one wheres a costume and hides their true feelings. While bratty and a bit wild, he can have moments of care and wisdom.
He is known for wanting physical interaction, and if his pet isnt around, he is more likely to just hang onto some one with out a care, seeking to "suck the heat out of their bones" as he puts it.
He doesnt care for the "sheeple", claiming that the only reason he doesnt take bites out of those who annoy him as "why ruin my appetite?"

His favorite saying is "Careful, I am known to bite~"




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