Unlike the other posers in this society, you’re a real vampire. Due to these posers, you prefer to call yourself a medical sanguinist or sanguinarian since the term “vampire” has become so… tainted by these lifestylers. You actually drink blood, you need it to survive. You don’t believe in the whole “psychic” or “energy” mumbo jumbo. But, you still have to pay lip service to the rest of the Council and their beliefs, so you keep that on the down-low.

You’ve been involved in this scene for just a few years now, joining in 2017. But you’ve always known you were different. And then, one day in high school, you broke your nose playing softball and remember the taste of your blood in your mouth, in your throat… and it changed you. Then, about a decade ago, you remember reading something online about medical sanguinarians, people with a physiological, medical need to consume blood. Mainstream medicine may not have a name for this yet, but you know this is real. When you consume blood, you feel stronger, refreshed, energized. Without it, you’re just so drained, so weak, you feel sick, even. You practiced in silence, alone, pocketing extra blood samples from the lab at your job. You were aware of BOOB since at least 2014, but always thought it was just some sort of cringey roleplay kink thing or something. But then you showed up, and even though they were rambling about that psychic mumbo-jumbo, there were other actual sanguinarians here, other blood-drinkers! You finally could come out of the coffin and talk about this need for blood you shared. Then you met some people who, quite frankly, seem to make an absolute mockery of your medical condition, turning drinking blood into some sort of game or aesthetic. You can usually just ignore them, but it seems like they’re becoming more common these days. You’ve been Fledgling Primogen for 2 years now, and you have a bit of authority, but you don’t think that’s enough to let you actually weed out the posers. Could it be time to move on up to bigger and better things?

Fueled by Blood. If you consume blood, people, regardless of their views on vampirism, see that you’re super hella hardcore. If you have fed tonight, you are immune to one accusation of being called a poser. You can use this power three times, assuming you feed three times- you must feed between accusations you deflect. You believe this is all a result of your improved charisma, beauty, and physical prowess from your sanguine needs being fulfilled. Because science.

Bonus Power: Fledgling unity. As the current Fledgling Primogen, you are able to speak for all Fledglings on the Council, whether you actually consult with them first or not. You also can call together a meeting of all Fledglings to discuss matters, with no Elders present.

• Retain your position as Fledgling Primogen or be promoted to Magister... Or either become Fang-Keeper or get the Fang-Keeper in your pocket to help expose lifestyler posers
• Expose people who are absolutely posers and lifestylers without making your total lack of belief in psychic vampirism obvious
• Possibly recruit enough people who you believe to be legitimate sanguinarians and form your own sanguine house with yourself as an Elder (this is a background goal that you’re open to, and know that any new House would need at least 3 members, and would need to be approved by the new Council.) • You don’t believe that only self-described medical sanguinarians are legitimate, but think that some sanguine or even “hybrid” vampires are really just using that spiritual, psychic explanation to describe your same condition with which you are afflicted. You don’t believe that vampirism is, like, any sort of spiritual thing, but that just like how for ages, people would rely on faith healing for things that are now diagnosed, the ended to consume blood is being described using more esoteric language due to the lack of scientific understanding of it. Maybe you can convince some of these misguided sanguines that they’re really just sick?
• Feed using cringey asterisks roleplay
• Don’t let it get out that you’ve been pocketing some blood-bags at work