{ Misnomer }
Dacey Bekam
{ History of Dacey }
Originally, Dacey Bekam was Willis Bringham, but took on his new name at the demise of his family. It's pronounced Daisy Beckam. Some of the other species call him Flower or Princess, because of his preferred name, sexual indifference, and "pretty boy" looks. His last name works for the other vampires. The only person with the privilege of calling him Dacey is Mr. Bane.
{ Gender }
Dacey is male, but personally considers gender irrelevant. During his studies at a private university, during more curious times, he decided that it was restricting and humanly to associate his body with a gender.
{ Sexuality }
Gender is irrelevant, even with other people. His companions vary in a very wide spectrum; anyone with a vibrant blood flow and a pretty face could seduce Mr. Bekam. If anyone asks, he gives them the Bekam smile and leaves unexplained.
{ Species }
Vampire
Dacey Bekam
{ History of Dacey }
Originally, Dacey Bekam was Willis Bringham, but took on his new name at the demise of his family. It's pronounced Daisy Beckam. Some of the other species call him Flower or Princess, because of his preferred name, sexual indifference, and "pretty boy" looks. His last name works for the other vampires. The only person with the privilege of calling him Dacey is Mr. Bane.
{ Gender }
Dacey is male, but personally considers gender irrelevant. During his studies at a private university, during more curious times, he decided that it was restricting and humanly to associate his body with a gender.
{ Sexuality }
Gender is irrelevant, even with other people. His companions vary in a very wide spectrum; anyone with a vibrant blood flow and a pretty face could seduce Mr. Bekam. If anyone asks, he gives them the Bekam smile and leaves unexplained.
{ Species }
Vampire
{ Personality }
Dacey is still the quirky nineteen-year-old he was when he was alive. Something about his young body but incredibly wise mind is somewhat uncomfortable to the people around him, but he's so nice, no one really mentions it. Dacey reminds many people of a gentle giant, not really adding much to the conversation but still included. At least, that's what you'll hear about him from the new customers at the club, or the baristas at his favorite coffee shop, or even the florist he works for.
Dacey Bekam the night owl is a silent seductor. He's known for his expertise in the bedroom, and indifference to gender or bodily appearance. He seems to be the unspoken alpha male of the vampires at Club Utopia. He's the main line from the coven in Brooklyn to the mysterious Mr. Bane. He's never seen without a cigarette either tucked between his nimble fingers or his plump lips. Dacey allows other to look at his body, along with flaunting it, but it takes a specially delicious bloodflow to get Dacey.
Dominance is not a pretty quality for him. Dominant people, or people who threaten his respect or authority, are enemies.
There is a side of Dacey that is seen by few. He is violently protective of not only the vamps, but supernatural beings, especially at the club. He has been known to be easily provoke about those specific subjects and does not hesitate to use his strength to seriously injure people. Quite a few people know of his anger issues and are careful about it.
The main cause of such aggression was during his beginning years as a vampire. He was coerced into an abusive relationship and was a shell of who he used to be. He had, at one point, stopped visiting the club and was locked in a state of constant fear of this man having control over his body. The violation of his body and the abuse he received was enough for him and he fought back, forcing this man to the brink of death. He understands now that he's the owner of his body, and he fiercely protective of it. Dacey is good at heart, he just doesn't think and merely reacts to the situations around him.
For those he loves, he'll do anything for, like anyone else would do. Love is more powerful than anything else in Dacey's mind. It was the reason he watched his parents until their death, and flies to Nevada each year.
{ History }
Willis Bringham II was born on July 4th, 1925. He was the bastard son of actress Jean Arthur, who halted her career for eleventh months, enough to have the child and make sure the father, Willis Bringham Senior, was going to take care of him.
Willy, as many liked to call him, only saw a few good years with his father and his mother figure, Aunt Delia, before the Great Depression halted America. Economic downturn caused Delia to lose her part-time job but Willis was sure to keep their patched family afloat. Willy even took up an internship with the local butcher to bring even a few extra pennies home. The thirties were hard, but Willy held on to the neighbor radio nights, when they would listen to Roosevelt's fireside chats and keep the little hope they had in their hearts for a better America; it was also the few moments he was allowed to hang out with the neighborhood kids, between the job and eating and sleeping.
When Willy was 14, World War Two started. With Hitler's invasion into Poland, where his father's family lived, Willis was immediately in support of intervention of the U.S. and huddled around the radio when he wasn't working. Willy and his friends liked talking about joining the army, but the neighorhood mothers always gave them disapproving looks.
Willy sneaked into the army at 17, when America started drafting troops. His best friend Dara, a first generation Irish immigrant, wanted to be in Europe once more, and snuck in with him; the rest of their friends were old enough to sign up. They were deployed in the European theater, and Willy found himself in an aircraft carrier helping with air strikes and bombing. The rest of his friends made it into the army, so he had to make new brothers in the air force. And that he did.
Those air force boys were more to him than even his father, as much as he hated to say it. The trust it took to be up in the air, flying, with them was seriously big.
Willy was the first pilot of his squadron to die.
Willy crashed after his plane was hit. The initial crash didn't kill him, with was a miracle on it's own, but he was captured by enemy forces. He was tortured endlessly for a month, until he escaped with a group of other P. O. W. One of them was Francesca, a politically powerful British woman who he found an attraction to. She found an attraction to his bloodflow.
Francesca was the vampire who bit Willy. He contracted a harsh type of pneumonia and was quickly dying. For the next twelve days before his death, she nursed into his body enough blood to transform him into a fledgling; he died the day after, a young nineteen years.
Francesca contacted his parents, feigning as his British girlfriend, and promised them a funeral in their hometown of Ruba, Nevada. What she didn't promise was the permanence of his burial. She sat by his grave for hours, even into the night, waiting for him. Willy's parents worried for her but she assured them this was her coping method. When Willy finally broke free, she would be waiting to help him. Willy immediately wanted nothing more than to kill her for doing this to him. He didn't want to stay on this Earth, he wanted to go to Heaven, the beautiful place he'd heard about from his Aunt Delia. He spent months trying to kill Francesca but couldn't find the strength to take someone's life.
Willy started begging her to kill him. He didn't want to be on this earth, especially when his father died, mourning his "death". He continued to think this way until his aunt died in the seventies. With no mortal family left, he tried to start over, make himself a new identity. He left in the middle of the night and flew to New York, where his mother had her career.
Willy joined a community college under a pseudonym, and created a small group of mortal friends who he hung out with and helped him discover life in America during the eighties, a time when he would've been settled down and retired, if he'd survived his deployment.
He found out about the club from a hushed conversation at his favorite coffee shop. With his college experience finally over, he decided to check it out. With the name Dacey Bekam, he became a regular and all but halted his interference with human life. His college friends moved on and he made sure to cut them out of his life. He has become a major executive at a company flooded with supernaturals in hiding, and has a large amount of money. He makes sure to wear suits as much as possible. He's been happy ever since.
Willis Bringham II was born on July 4th, 1925. He was the bastard son of actress Jean Arthur, who halted her career for eleventh months, enough to have the child and make sure the father, Willis Bringham Senior, was going to take care of him.
Willy, as many liked to call him, only saw a few good years with his father and his mother figure, Aunt Delia, before the Great Depression halted America. Economic downturn caused Delia to lose her part-time job but Willis was sure to keep their patched family afloat. Willy even took up an internship with the local butcher to bring even a few extra pennies home. The thirties were hard, but Willy held on to the neighbor radio nights, when they would listen to Roosevelt's fireside chats and keep the little hope they had in their hearts for a better America; it was also the few moments he was allowed to hang out with the neighborhood kids, between the job and eating and sleeping.
When Willy was 14, World War Two started. With Hitler's invasion into Poland, where his father's family lived, Willis was immediately in support of intervention of the U.S. and huddled around the radio when he wasn't working. Willy and his friends liked talking about joining the army, but the neighorhood mothers always gave them disapproving looks.
Willy sneaked into the army at 17, when America started drafting troops. His best friend Dara, a first generation Irish immigrant, wanted to be in Europe once more, and snuck in with him; the rest of their friends were old enough to sign up. They were deployed in the European theater, and Willy found himself in an aircraft carrier helping with air strikes and bombing. The rest of his friends made it into the army, so he had to make new brothers in the air force. And that he did.
Those air force boys were more to him than even his father, as much as he hated to say it. The trust it took to be up in the air, flying, with them was seriously big.
Willy was the first pilot of his squadron to die.
Willy crashed after his plane was hit. The initial crash didn't kill him, with was a miracle on it's own, but he was captured by enemy forces. He was tortured endlessly for a month, until he escaped with a group of other P. O. W. One of them was Francesca, a politically powerful British woman who he found an attraction to. She found an attraction to his bloodflow.
Francesca was the vampire who bit Willy. He contracted a harsh type of pneumonia and was quickly dying. For the next twelve days before his death, she nursed into his body enough blood to transform him into a fledgling; he died the day after, a young nineteen years.
Francesca contacted his parents, feigning as his British girlfriend, and promised them a funeral in their hometown of Ruba, Nevada. What she didn't promise was the permanence of his burial. She sat by his grave for hours, even into the night, waiting for him. Willy's parents worried for her but she assured them this was her coping method. When Willy finally broke free, she would be waiting to help him. Willy immediately wanted nothing more than to kill her for doing this to him. He didn't want to stay on this Earth, he wanted to go to Heaven, the beautiful place he'd heard about from his Aunt Delia. He spent months trying to kill Francesca but couldn't find the strength to take someone's life.
Willy started begging her to kill him. He didn't want to be on this earth, especially when his father died, mourning his "death". He continued to think this way until his aunt died in the seventies. With no mortal family left, he tried to start over, make himself a new identity. He left in the middle of the night and flew to New York, where his mother had her career.
Willy joined a community college under a pseudonym, and created a small group of mortal friends who he hung out with and helped him discover life in America during the eighties, a time when he would've been settled down and retired, if he'd survived his deployment.
He found out about the club from a hushed conversation at his favorite coffee shop. With his college experience finally over, he decided to check it out. With the name Dacey Bekam, he became a regular and all but halted his interference with human life. His college friends moved on and he made sure to cut them out of his life. He has become a major executive at a company flooded with supernaturals in hiding, and has a large amount of money. He makes sure to wear suits as much as possible. He's been happy ever since.
{ Face Claim }
Max Irons
Max Irons
