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🕱 Name 🕱
Oleander Byrne
🕱 Gender 🕱
Male, Variant
🕱 Orientation 🕱
Pansexual
🕱 Age 🕱
22 139
🕱 Nationality 🕱
American
🕱 Heritage 🕱
Irish
🕱 Species 🕱
Human
🕱 Subspecies 🕱
Zombie
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🕱 Occupation 🕱
Herbologist, botanist, business owner
🕱 Business 🕱
The Clay Pot
🕱 Body 🕱
Slim
🕱 Height 🕱
6'
🕱 Skin 🕱
Fair
🕱 Eyes 🕱
Light blue, unless he rots
🕱 Hair 🕱
White
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🕱 Appearance 🕱
It's easiest to compare Oleander to Sally in some ways. At the time of his death, was chopped apart and sewn back together by his master. To this day he has to maintain those junctions, holding himself together with thread and magic. The thread looks like a thick, black yarn at his ankles, above and below his knees, right where his thighs meet his groin, the waist, wrists, above and below the elbows, the tops of his biceps, lower neck, and upper neck. There are also incisions that are akin to the Y shaped autopsy cuts. Most of his seams are not symmetrical with one another when one regards him head on. Oleander uses different concoctions to keep his threads from being visible, unless he's staying home or has a trusted friend over in private.
If he's freshened up and well fed, his skin is a pleasant, creamy fair shade with pink undertones. But if he lets himself go a little too long, he gets pale, then a little gray... then he starts to rot. Before he died, he had a head full of dark hair, but it turned white at some point surrounding his death, he just counts his lucky stars that it continues to grow for some reason. His eyes are a pale, pale blue normally. But when he starts to take too long in taking care of himself, his sclera will start to turn black, and his irises red. Oleander has fangs for feeding, and teeth farther back that sharpen for tearing flesh, but he doesn't need flesh to survive.
🕱 Passing 🕱
The most important aspect for Oleander to pass in the human world is the foundation he uses. His home brewed foundation covers his seams, making his skin appear flawless, where he coats it on. In addition, he breaths for the sake of appearances, even conning himself into the second nature enough that he'll sometimes forget. Food is equally as irrelevant to him as breathing is, but he eats while he is out to maintain his human image, and enjoys certain things more than others. Oleander refuses to pretend to exercise, though, fuck that shit.
🕱 Fashion 🕱
Some might consider Oleander to have a stylish nature, but he's generally more concerned with comfort. His shirts tend to be light, thin fabrics, while his pants are almost always tight fitting and soft. More often than not he wears Tom Toms, or sandals in the winter. Overall, he rocks an airy style that sometimes borders on boho in the summer, or a casual goth in the fall.
🕱 Likes 🕱
Cinnamon, winter, pumpkin spice anything, jazz, insane amounts of spicy, strong flavors, marijuana, expensive perfumes, tight pants, campfires, rain.
🕱 Dislikes 🕱
Hallucinogens, necromancers, zombie films, lightning, anything related to Frankenstein's Monster.
🕱 Influences 🕱
Unfortunately, given his state of reanimation, the only kinds of drugs that will influence Oleander at all are inhalants. Nothing indigestible, dermal nor injectable will do anything to him. Tragically, this includes caffeine. Smoke it though, and he'll get a nice kick out of it.
🕱 Needs 🕱
His 'stuffing' needs to be replaced every 4-5 days, sometimes more often if it's particularly hot outside. Likewise, he needs to feed about the same frequency, but different sources of blood not only last longer but will have different effects on how he feels.
🕱 Common Products 🕱
Pink Clay - His homemade foundation for hiding his threads, which contains clay, herbs, and small amount of magic.
Eye Drops - Tincture. Helps keep his eyes from changing colors in the final day or two before he gets around to the project of redoing his stuffing.
Cologne - Tincture. Helps hide the smell of death. Even on his best days that sweet scent of decay will linger with that of his plants.
🕱 Personality & Relationships 🕱
Unsurprisingly, the zombie can be a bit guarded. So much effort in his life is put into sustaining himself, passing in the world, and making sure no one drags him back into darkness that he can be... cagey. He's outwardly friendly, but quiet. While he's a kind individual, he can come off as shallow and lacking in complexities. There's a healthy dose of sass that comes with Oleander, usually in the form of sarcasm and subtle insults, leaving some uncertain of just how serious he is. In reality, he has no desire to hurt anyone, but his self preservation comes before his compassion.
Oleander will never be the type to have a hero complex, but he'll drop money in a pan handler's cup. He's not a social butterfly, but he enjoys the warmth of true friends and sincerity in his company. Romance doesn't come easy to him because of his distancing habits, but he'll flirt a bit and sometimes indulge in the physical. His friends will point out that he's lonely, but he waves off that harsh truth, choosing to spend his time working in his green house rather than swiping through tinder.
He doesn't give himself enough credit, but Oleander is an amazing friend. Not only is he fiercely loyal, he dotes on his friends and asks nothing in return. Once they've broken through his walls, close friends are stuck with him forever. When he does decide to go beyond a night or two of romantic indulgence, however, Oleander has a habit of falling hard for someone. Oleander can become a bit of a clinger, easily getting obsessed with his love interests and mistaking his need for connection for true love. Ultimately, the relationships fail and Ollie is left heart broken. And when he gets his heart broken, he falls into a severe depression. During these episodes he'll find a place to go and rot, literally. He'll let himself go, let the earth take him over, and let all the pieces of sewn together flesh fall from his bones until there's nothing left. Talk about a drama queen, right?
Someone always finds him, one of his friends usually realizing no one has heard from him in days. They pick the zombie up in whatever state he's in after they track down where he's settled down to die this time, and help to put him back together as best they can. Between blood, fresh plants and reminding him that he's loved, Oleander is put back together. He heals physically and emotionally, and continues on his way once he's whole enough to do so. It's an awful cycle he's completed several times, but one he just can't break. There's always a certain level of melancholy waiting just beneath the surface, with an undertone of passive suicide.
🕱 Mannerisms 🕱
There's a ring on his right hand that Oleander spins absently, and he'll tug at his earrings when he wears them. From time to time his threads will itch, and he'll be caught rubbing at his wrist or another spot as he tries to itch it without wiping off his coverage. If there's a spot to do so, Oleander will lean against something, and cross his long legs at the ankle.
🕱 Beauty 🕱
There are a number of pieces to Oleander's self-care routine, some daily. At home, Oleander uses luxurious lotions every day, both morning and night, paying extra attention to moisturize the skin around his threads. He brushes his teeth and hair twice a day, sometimes more often. While he tends to use his own tinctures for scents, he does like some high end colognes and perfumes. Every product he uses on himself isn't something you'll find in the drug store. It's either high end, or home brewed by someone with talent and pure ingredients. When he shaves his face, it's with a straight razor and a designer cream.In addition, he gets weekly mani-pedis, his eyebrows threaded, and the occasional facial if the weather is particularly dry.
It's not uncommon to spot the zombie with painted nails and a little eyeliner and mascara. He's not the type for a full face of makeup, but he's sported a bit of blush when his skin was looking a little gray some days. If he wears jewelry, it's most often something that has dainty twists of metal and light, airy styles to suit his own. -
🕱 Weaknesses 🕱
Seedlings - With all of the plant matter that he puts into his body, he has to make sure that no seeds go into his body. His body cavities make for a great growing climate, and plants will grow inside of him. It's happened more than once that he's popped a seam because a flourishing plant was making its way towards the sun.
Healing - While he does heal faster than humans, it's not as easy for him as it is for other undead types. If he rots, it can take days for his flesh to return to normal, depending on how bad it gets. Anything cut off of him can be sewn back on, including his head, but amputations take some time to heal as well.
Feeding - Must feed from the living for it to actually satisfy and sustain him. Feeding from the undead makes him ill.
Necromancy - Can still fall under the influence of necromancers and magic involving the dead and undead.
Fatal - Only cremation of his heart and brain will permanently kill him.
🕱 A few Tidbits and Oddities 🕱
Hair - Still grows, quite well actually, and he usually cuts it himself.
Self Harm - Has been known to self cannibalize in times of extreme stress, hasn't happened for a long time.
Blood - Will bleed, but his blood is dark, thick and clots very quickly. Penetrating wounds barely bleed more than superficial ones.
Kitchen - Mostly dedicated to sweets and hot sauce, as he doesn't need to eat but has a few indulgences for taste. It's also great storage for personal dried collections. Always in a state of mild disarray.
Work area - Massive locked basement for working in a controlled environment. Has had more an one unannounced guest witness him... unlaced.
Home - His personal property is over 80 acres, and is about 6 miles from his commercial property. Almost all of the 6 miles between them are publicly owned and federally protected forest.
Body Parts - Can move his parts independently even if he's unattached.
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