[center]Name/Alias: Carrie Clay

Age:

>Immortalized at age 19 in 1961

>Actual age is 74

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Strengths:[/center] 

[i]Dream Catcher[/i]

>Dream Catchers have a very infamous past. Legend has it they started among Native American vampires, hence the name. Dream Catchers have the ability to invade other people’s dreams (both human and vampire) and manipulate them, depending on how advanced the vampire is in their skill. Before a Dream Catcher becomes a vampire, it is easy to tell that they’ll become one. 

There are two different types of Dream Catchers: 

[center][u]Nightmares[/u]

Nightmare Dream Catchers would often have brutal and violent dreams before they were turned, and would often have traits such as insomnia and anxiety. Once turned, their nightmares reverse, giving them to power to project their dreams onto their victims. While novice level Dreamers must have a nightmare, then cast it onto others, vampires advanced in their skill can manipulate the victim’s dream and create a whole new creepy scenario. Nightmares in the past have tried creating pleasant dreams, but the happiness only lasts so long before the dream slowly rots and torments the sleeper. Nightmares also have the unique ability to force people to see hallucinations. Advanced level vampires often use this technique on guilt-riddled people, such as murders who regret what they’ve done. The Nightmares will cast an image of the person who was killed at the murder and have them act as if they had risen from the dead to take revenge. Nightmares who are infamous for perpetrating this act are often dubbed with the nickname of [i]”Puppet Masters”[/i] for obvious reasons.


[u]Lucid Dreamers[/u]

Throughout life as a human, Lucid Dreamers will frequently experience lucid dreams in their sleep. Before they even turn into vampires, they master the art of becoming aware and controlling their dreams. Lucid Dreamers are somewhat opposite to Nightmares because they usually look forward to sleeping and never seem to have any sort of social disorder. Once turned, Lucid Dreamers may be experts in their field, but they have to practice becoming aware in other people’s dreams and eventually manipulating them. Many Lucid Dreamers, even at advanced levels, find it difficult to fully master another person’s dream. They can change it minimally, but they can do nothing like what a Nightmare can. Paralleling the Nightmare’s ability to cause grotesque and terrifying hallucinations, Lucid Dreamers could cast [i]Sweet Sleep[/i] onto a person of their choosing, taking away both good and bad dreams.

[u]Awakeness[/u]

Over the hard and brutal years of training, Carrie has learned how to snap a person straight awake, whether they are her victim or not. All she needs to do is snap her fingers next to their ear and they will shoot awake.[/center]

Note: To be a Dream Catcher of either kind, the vampire must be of native descent. 

To be able to force their ways into people’s dreams, both Dream Catchers must either have a valued personal possession of the victim, a lock of hair, or set an actual dream catcher near the person as they sleep. Novice Dream Catchers find it much harder to try to tunnel in through a valued possession, and easier through the dream catcher, though the dream catcher was used too often and became a calling card. Enemies of Dream Catchers know to count their possessions, keep their hair to themselves, and always check their bedroom before sleeping. 

No Dream Catcher is immune to other Dream Catchers invading their head as well.

Carrie is a [b]Nightmare[/b] currently working on becoming a [b]Puppet Master.[/b]

[center]Weakness:

Carrie still suffers from horrible nightmares and insomnia, though she keeps her anxiety under control. Whenever she spends too many nights/days in a row taking over people’s dreams, she usually tends to break down and the nightmare will sputter out, returning back to the original dream. She may also accidentally give the wrong person the wrong nightmare, causing confusion with the victims. 

Motivations:

Resentment, suspicion. In the beginning of her training as a Nightmare, Carrie was grateful to her sire for “saving” her from her endless night terrors, but as time went on, things did not go exactly how he told her it was going to be. She suspects he is the one constantly giving her nightmares, but she wants to find out why and how. Plus, from his abusive treatment, she wants to take his position of power and train Nightmares properly, so they never have to go through what she did.

History: 

Carrie was born in 1942 when WW2 was setting Europe and Eastern Asia on fire. Her father died in war, leaving her and her mother to fend for themselves back in racially prejudice America. 

Not soon after Carrie could properly speak, she began having horrible nightmares. Her mother brushed them off as normal night terrors, but soon her frightening dreams became so frequent, Carrie would constantly sleep in her mother’s bed, trying to fight off her demons. To try to lull her daughter to sleep, Carrie’s mom would tell her stories about her father and how heroic he was. Carrie never got the chance to even be held in her father’s arms, so she cherished her mother’s stories and held them close to her heart. But even her brave soldier father wasn’t enough to slay her fears. Her nightmares transformed from shapeless faces and formless figures standing by her bed to her father returning home, half of his body composed of only flesh, his skin blown off in a Nazi bombing. She dreamt her mother killed herself with the telegram sending news of her husband’s death still warm and crumpled in her hands. Soon, the tales of her father did nothing to put her to peaceful sleep. She developed insomnia, staring at her mother’s back all night, her eyes wide open and her mind on edge, refusing to let her eyes droop even once. When she started falling asleep in class, her mother brought her to the only colored asylum on the east coast in Charleston. With a heavy heart, Carrie’s mother left her in the asylum, and left back for Richmond, Virginia. Carrie felt betrayed. She was only eleven years old and her mother had already given up on her. Though she slowly grew to hate her mother in those cold and lonely days inside the asylum walls, Carrie still craved her warmth by her side. 

Her nightmares evolved once again; this time dealing with abandonment. She would have a reoccurring dream where she watched her father elope with a pale French girl and sell his wedding ring to buy her a brand new engagement ring, with the diamond so large the white girl could barely lift her hand. She would wake up screaming and crying, and her sorrow would turn into unrivaled anger. She would slam her knuckles into the wall, breaking the skin and smearing blood on her hands and the wall. She would bang the bars over her windows, screeching for her father. Whenever she dreamt of her mother, she would always see the face her mother gave her before she turned to get back in the cab to the airport. She would bite her lip, look over her daughter’s shoulder, then give a small, sad smile before turning to climb into the cab.The dream would leave Carrie numb and empty; her chest began to feel hollow. 

After months of being observed, she was finally assigned a psychiatrist; Dr. Robert Malik. He was a fairly kind man in his mid forties, but Carrie wasn’t going to open up so easy. To her, all shrinks were crooks that preyed on the dazed and confused. Though over a few years,  he seemed to really [i]understand.[/i] He wasn’t like any of the other so called “doctors” roaming the halls. He didn’t have that “therapist” voice, the temperate whisper all the others used when addressing Carrie, no, he spoke to her as if she was a grown adult. He never pressured Carrie into telling him about her demons. He was her [i]friend[/i]. Carrie gradually told Dr. Malik about her struggles through life and her night terrors. Dr. Malik always had an open ear and a kind word to help guide Carrie through her struggles. As if by fate or magic, Carrie’s nightmares began to fade, being replaced by sweet nothingness. Her mother and father no longer haunted her at night and at the ripe age of 19 she was deemed sane enough to leave the asylum.

Carrie packed what meager things she possessed and visited Dr. Malik’s office for a last farewell. 

[i]”I don’t know how I could ever repay you for all the hard effort you’ve put into my recovery,” she said while holding him at arm’s length, grinning. Dr. Malik smiled softly back, a strange light in his eye. 

“No need to, darlin’,” his deep southern drawl never failing to slightly annoy Carrie, but it was one of his better quirks.[/i]

Before Carrie could even take one step back, he turned the young girl, greedly reaping the benefits of being her sire. 

Carrie was in a state of denial for a few days until she slowly transitioned to shock then neutrality. Maybe being with Malik for this “forever” he kept mentioning wouldn’t be so bad. But his kind demeanor stripped away and revealed his true self. He was a power maniac, bent on breaking Carrie then putting what little pieces he could find back together and repeating the process until Carrie wasn’t Carrie anymore. Her youthful smile and eyes twinkling full of hope darkened as Malik eventually took his gift of [i]Sweet Sleep[/i] away. Being trained by a Lucid Dreamer was a difficult tasks for her. While he had Nightmare mentality, he could never properly mentor her into projecting and creating nightmares. She had to take to her own special training methods to please her cruel sire. She would lose herself in her victim’s nightmare that she created herself, much like a Lucid Dreamer would navigate their victim’s dreams. She would be tormented just as much as her victim, forever wandering among dark shadows and broken bodies. 

Over the years as Carrie became more and more effective at her craft, the older her mother grew. Her mother tried several times to contact her estranged daughter, but Malik intercepted them each time. Carrie’s mother died in 1995 at the age of seventy four and she didn’t find out until ten years after it happened. Carrie was enraged, but she shoved down her anger for fear of her life. 

Now, in 2016, with her normal nightmares becoming darker and more personalized than the last, she is getting fed up and suspicious with Malik. She knows that he’s a Lucid Dreamer and can’t twist and contort her nightmares in such way, but he has to be the cause of it. 

Connections: [/center]
>Dr. Robert Malik (her sire), a power maniac that uses fear more than loyalty or cash to gain respect and fresh blood
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