STILLBORN SONGS OF THE DEAD DREAMER, HYMNS OF THE NEEDLE FREAK. I CUT MYSELF AGAIN AND AGAIN TO REMIND MYSELF OF YOU.
| ― an INDEPENDENT && ORIGINIAL portrayal of COLTON JAMES BANECROFT as written by SAINT. established 'twenty—three. a story in : lucifer's return, ennui in immortality, and high class cannibalism. |
STILLBORN SONGS OF THE DEAD DREAMER, HYMNS OF THE NEEDLE FREAK. I CUT MYSELF AGAIN AND AGAIN TO REMIND MYSELF OF YOU.
@SAINT fka ARCHER
29 she/they/he eastern standard time
less than semi active, semi—selective, semi friendly writer. will not force time for replies if there's no time to give among real life happenings. discord given upon request.
RULE ONE due to the subject matter on this account minors are not welcomed in this space. you will be blocked upon attempted follow or interaction. i'd like to keep an interaction / writing range of twenty and up only. respectfully. RULE THREE my dms are typically closed to those who haven't previously interacted on the timeline. i don't respond to spontanious connections! for all intents and purposes, our characters will not already know each other unless you've come to me ooc to establish a first meeting between them. colton is relatively friendly, his writer is more reserved. i prefer writing on the timeline until we have established a repertoire. i'm just as protective of my space as i expect other writers to be of theirs. that said, i don't bite without reason. most every tweet from colton is meant to be interacted with.
RULE TWO this is your one and only content warning, as i don't tag triggers throughout my account in fear of forgetting something vital since they'll come up fairly often. blanket dead dove do not eat statement here with emphasis on cannibalism. sexual and nonsexual violence against women and men. heavy gore. large age gaps. misogyny. physical and emotional abuse including manipulation and gaslighting. internalized homophobia. use of triggering verbiage. extreme kink content. necrophilia. sexual assault. allusions to and the downplaying of incest. regular filth and bodily fluid mentions. drug and alcohol abuse. orthorexia / eating disorders. body shaming. unsavory humor among others i've already (like i said) forgot. block if necessary. i'll never hold a writer protecting their mental against them. RULE FOUR no lewd without build. no exceptions. while solo sexual content will be present on the timeline, it's not there to titillate the reader. in fact, it's there to make the reader as wholly uncomfortable as possible. colton is a necrophilic sadomasochistic freakshow who talks about his dick entirely too much, but it's not invitation to join in on the conversation unless specifically prompted (which will be very rarely). let him wave his flags in relative peace. (calling him out on his shit is fine, but expect pushback. he's got a bark and a bite to match)
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EAT OF ME : SKIN TO BONE,
BIRTH NAME charles henry wright
ALIAS colton james banecroft
AGE over 100, appears somewhere in his late thirties
DATE OF BIRTH october 21st, XXXX
GENDER male
PRO/NOUNS he/him
SEXUALITY a hole is a hole is a hole
ETHNICITY caucasian BIRTHPLACE brussels, belgium
CURRENT RESIDENCE storyline specific. most commonly : london, england. los angeles, usa. new york city, usa
OCCUPATION investment banker, financial advisor, nightclub proprietor, property owner, university professor
FACE CLAIM robert pattinson as chris hansen (primetime, 2026)
BODY CLAIM various
VOICE CLAIM george daniel of the 1975 EYES gunmetal blue on the left, bottle green on the right
HAIR cropped short and shaved at the back and sides, untamed curls when left to grow out
HEIGHT 6 foot 5 inches
BUILD 230-240 pounds. quite the big boy with muscles in pockets you don't expect and agility that leaves you wondering how. grows bigger and taller every few years thanks to a ‘healthy diet’.
SKIN scarred across the stomach, silver skin along the jaw, tattooed under the clothes, makeup to hide all three from peers and strangers
CLOTHING the most expensive black tee shirt and trousers money can buy, usually
personalityC A N N I B A La friendly smile that doesn't always reach the eyes, but you fall for it anyway because his teeth are naturally white and almost completely straight. the small imperfections make him approachable, make him seem human.but he is human, despite what his internals have to say for it. other humans have double the nutrients colton requires: makes him faster, stronger, his eyesight (in the good eye) better, hearing further. he's all but superhuman, albeit not immune to a bullet in the chest or a tweaked knee at the finals of wimbledon when he's not eaten in more than a week.an overall nice guy, if not a complete pain in the ass once you get to know him. a crude, sex and drug addicted former athlete moonlighting as a finance bro without the chip on his shoulder that makes him hungry for work. his clients come to him, never the other way around.he's not him when he's hungry.gorging himself on pretty young blondes as survival, not for pleasure. until it is. too hungry for rational thought, allowed off the leash; zipping up trousers to conceal the blood staining tired thighs. what's cannibalism without a little extra?m.o of stalking through bars and nightclubs for the patrons who look like they won't remember what happened in the morning, not that they make it to sunrise. gets into fights with the biggest men in the building so no one interferes when they take it outside. unpaid interns go missing quite often under the employment of banecroft investment advisors llc, say they quit due to harsh conditions, no one left to confirm nor deny.starting to forget the faces of his food, but not the sounds. tell—tale heart of pained moans that he wanks the echoes of away.dark humour as a way of confession without having to step into church. sadomasochistic habits as absolution.narcissism as a crutch. a bit of a cheeky bastard ( a lot of a cheeky bastard ) but it's all part of his charm. bass music enthusiast, chicken wing enjoyer, avid fornite crown collector.
I SHALL BE A FUGITIVE AND A VAGABOND IN THE EARTH
AND IT SHOULD COME TO PASS,
EVERYONE THAT FINDETH ME SHALL SLAY ME.
* BIOGRAPHY,
THE BOY CRIES HUNGER,charles henry wright was born into the world of european high society in the early—1900s to arthur wright and eleanor davies, the first of the banecroft twins to see the walls of castle davies before his brother arrived. unbeknownst to them, they were the inheritors of occultist fame.the older boy's first instance of hunger is at the tender age of five. waking one morning to breakfast, stomach rumbling, mouth watering. one serving down, and then another, and another. arthur didn't show his concern, didn't look up from his quill. eleanor, however, was far different. sending him out to the coup for more eggs was a test, he knows now. when the boy arrived back: red handed, teary eyed, and bloody mouthed, the banecrofts confirmed their suspicions. one of the twins would have had to inherit arthur's hunger, it was just a matter of time until they discovered who.knowing their fellow aristocrats wouldn't take too kindly to charles devouring their farm animals, and not wanting to take any risks when the animals ran out, the wrights fled to manchester, england; where they would do their best to curb young charlie's insatiable hunger to no avail.his father did his best to give his eldest boy a normal childhood, undoubtedly favouring whom he considered his one, true heir. this is when wee charles is introduced to the sport of lawn tennis.and he's good at it. very good. the physical advancements of cannibalism hadn't set in yet, leaving arthur to believe his favourite son was purebred sport prodigy. he adores watching his boy on the playing field. he spends money, more than he can acquire himself on the newest technology : racquets, appropriate dress, if it had to do with his son's sport of choice, arthur was the first one to make the purchase.his mother pointedly did not share in her husband's sentiments. her resentment towards the travel to england, her disgust with the boy's hunger, and ultimately; her jealousy over charles' natural athletic prowesses led to frequent beatings. something as simple as spilled water after a bath would leave charlie bruised and cowering while his brother looked on, helpless and unwilling to risk punishment of his own. this continued well into the twins' childhood years. finally stopping at fourteen, though not on the abused boy's own terms.arthur and eleanor fought often, with each argument typically coming to blows on either end. the root of their resentment being the boy who learned the craft of murder once his father deemed him man's age. his first hunt at twelve years of age was successful, and while the guilt burned a hole in his stomach, arthur's pride was worth feeling someone else's life worming down his throat.the fights eventually ended with the death of arthur banecroft, done at the hands of his wife. a particularly bad argument that ended with a fireplace poker through arthur's chest and partial blindness in charles' left eye—the result of the newly turned teenager's attempts at protecting his beloved father. eleanor was swiftly received at a hospital for the criminally insane north of london. the twins are granted their inheritance.charlie used a small portion of his to flee to london.with an inheritance large enough to buy the city in its entirety and a newfound sense of freedom ( read : avoidance to accept his father's death ) charles quickly takes on a dual lifestyle. by day, he's an athlete. a world class tennis player, maybe a bit of a rapscallion. by night, however, he becomes the boogeyman of london's east end.it kills him if he can't get enough to eat. the gorging keeps him youthful, slows his aging down by twenty—thirty years for every twenty—thirty that pass by. he hasn't fell ill since before his fifth birthday, nor has he experienced an injury for more than a week. maybe the cannibalism makes him sick, but it's saved his life on more than one occasion. besides, he kind of likes the ritual of it all.the decades turn to centuries, and charles grows tired of england. having gone to university thrice over, eating his fill of the same archetype of women and men alike. he needs different. and off to america he goes in search of new flavour, in every conceivable way.
* PRESENT,
AND THE MAN ANSWERSthe man's acclimated well to the changing times. taking on different identities every twenty to thirty years. james or jack caldwell depending on who you ask, jonathan carrick, etc. once he feels his time as one person is over, he fakes their death and moves onto the next.a world war two veteran, a greaser in the fifties, a bob dylan wannabe in the sixties, you name it.he particularly enjoyed the eighties and the endless supply of yuppie meat that came with it. in the nineties, he finds heroin. it keeps him cloudy minded enough to not think about how hungry he is. food is sparse, everyone is under a hundred pounds and the meat is rotten anyway.these days he's traded in the needle for powders and rolled bills. hundreds. yeah, he needs five times the amount of stimulants in his system considering his size and internals, but he has the money for it. he always has.the only constant in his eternal life is the one thing he loved more than his father, more than himself. he never stops playing tennis. not for a second does he consider an identity that doesn't revolve around the sport, either recreationally or professionally.when he becomes colton james banecroft, it's no different. 19 grand slams to the new name, more sponsorships than he can keep up with. colton banecroft is a bonafide superstar. and with fame like that, how could he ever grow hungry?easily.fame leaves colton with little to no opportunities to feed, his source of his enhanced physical abilities. always on watch for fans others alike. there's no telling who could make him a prime suspect in a stranger's disappearance. so, colton is forced to starve during a tournament. no food for two weeks leaves him weaker, slower, fragile.one wrong step, one tweak of his knee, his career ends with a torn acl.no matter how much he's fed after, gorging on both women's and men's flesh alike. his knee, much like his eye, never fully heals. but, he can still coach. so he does. it keeps him close enough to the court to not completely lose his mind. he's not the nicest, downright cruel to his players. it works, though. he produces winners. every one of them.and now he can finally take advantage of his multiple oxford degrees. finds himself in the business of banking. investment tradings and advising seem to be his strong suit, something about throwing money at a hopeful's project just to triple it gets his dick hard. he doesn't need the money, but he's not letting it go to waste anymore. new cars, new homes, new tits for the new women he brings to them. a generous multi—trillionaire.deep down, underneath all the bravado, drugs, women; colton burns inside. he misses his sport, his brother, his darling father. on the rare occasion, you'll see colton deep in thought; skinner than usual, shaken, contemplating.do not approach.
MR. SOPHISTICATION // ALT. VERSES
* SUCCESSION VERSE,
secondary verse throughout waystar | royco's fall and gojo's subsequent rise, the only constant in business was to be expected——banecroft investment advisors. colton paraded himself as the number one financial adviser to logan since the birth of his eldest, with each member of the family being made aware of the banecroft family condition of eternal existence.however, colton has never been much if not the serpent beneath the rose. he goes where the money goes, vowing an oath of following dollar signs before another man. though he remains a steady presence of the roys, there's no way of telling just where his business loyalty lies.
* HORROR VERSE,
main verse NON SUPERNATURAL CANNIBALISM cj croft : advisor to the stars, the face of investment banking, playboy extraordinaire, frequent vacationer, suspected cannibalistic serial killer. leaves hints and trophies from his exploits across the globe. drops in and out of small firms to not leave a trail. not that he would, anyway, the trail's already been devoured and it's making its way down.
* DEAD BY DAYLIGHT VERSE,
alt. verse KILLER: THE RIPPER. colton james ( born charles henry ) banecroft enjoys nothing more than the chase. his cannibalistic tendencies allow him the gifts of enhanced hearing, all the better to hear the whimpers of his victims taking solace behind trees in the woods he conducts his hunting. enhanced speed leaves them with no chance of escape. he's about to drive his favourite blade in his latest kill when his supernatural senses kick into overdrive, rendering him with a debilitating pressure in his head. the fog follows. cold, damp, comforting. by the time he realises what's happening, his pressure is relieved, now only surrounded by the sound of footsteps on leaves and heavy breaths——the sweet sound of fear. knife in hand, sadistic smile on his sour face, charles prepares himself for a brand new hunt.