APPEARANCE

You can smell the ethanol and rubber and hear the squeak of vinyl with the clacking of heels from a mile away. Under the nauseating white light of the clinic, Saline shines bright clad in white and immaculate PVC. Preened to perfection, with nails manicured to an off-putting point, no hair out of place and sharp teeth between perfectly lined lipstick.

Saline sees that your gaze lingers for a second too long on their clearly synthetic breasts, which are constrained by a well-cinched corset, and smirks with sharp teeth through perfectly plumped red lips, sure to rip open a huge pit in your stomach and make you obey every word purred to you.

OVERVIEW

With hundreds of years of experience and countless outdated certifications, Saline is a cosmetologist and doctor you can trust your whole life with. Maybe. Ask about their "Vampire Facial" treatments, or Botox in places you would have never thought possible, and they will be delighted to oblige, just don't question the nocturnal timetable and clattering and groaning from behind that closed door.

Deep down, Saline is a deeply insecure person who seeks validation and self esteem in a variety of questionable and sometimes self destructive ways, unable to stomach the idea of failure or not presenting perfection. They are definitely grateful for the modern inventions and developments that are cosmetic surgery and a variety of other experimental procedures, with little real body harm due to their vampiric condition.

HISTORY

No one really knows where Saline came from, they appeared one day in the dark ages offering questionable healing salves and strange procedures to anyone willing to experiment, citing their "ancient knowledge" passed down from generations from God knows where, and operating only in the dead of night. Their empire was slowly built, and they're truly the only one who can claim their practice has operated for centuries.

Skipping a few hundred years to the 00's, a desperate and distressed person who has heard rumours of Salines vampiric disposition and prowess of performing cosmetic surgical miracles, seeks their aid after a destructive act of self-harm goes wrong just the day prior. They do their best to fix this "botched" top surgery no-questions asked without asking for as much as a name, but the patient passes away in the process, marking the first time Saline was unable to perform something successfully. Ego-damaged and guilt-ridden, they attempt to bring the patient back to life, "creating" Deadmeat.

Everything ahead of Saline is nothing short of a downward spiral as they struggle to keep Deadmeat "alive" while desperately falling in love with him, and desperate for the satisfaction of having such an unhealthy source of emotional validation through the codependency. Unable to admit they made a mistake, they keep pulling themselves down the spiral until they destroy themselves and their little "toy" in the process.

GALLERY