400 years since contracting porphyria

>400 years since contracting porphyria
>350 years since infiltrating one of regional castles and taking over
>300 years ago since wild wild parties
>250 years since being completelly capapble of evading all silly short-lived Inquisitors and Vampire hunters or just make them disappear
>200 years since crating your own Vampire family
>150 years since last interesting blood meal
>100 years since killing almost all of Vampire family due to them mostly being retarded cunts
>50 years singe life is a an ever gray-er collection of gray accents

How do I into super bored female vampire? Her human and even gender mental traits are gone. There is almost no joy left in feeding or driving little meat puppets insane.

Burned out player in full PvP MMORPG who cannot be fucked with events.

OP here. This is actually very on point. legit.

Wealthy Theater Patron
Supports opera and theater shows all over so that she can just watch drama play out instead of have to deal with it.
>bonus points for Soap Operas

Alternatively:
Sloppy Wine Drunk Regular at an underworld bar. Shit talking with all the other monsters of the night, getting sauced on wine from her birthyear

OP here.

This opera and theatre thing is really cool ideas. Bards and performers are regularly invited to Castle, none are hurt, always well paid. Servants are exclusively (well fragnated) zombies.

Starts offering good coin for someone who can kill her. So bored with life puts a hit out on herself just so some action can happen from time to time.

why not just greet the dawn if existence is so boring?

Bored immortals are a meme.

When an immortal gets bored, they should start looking to change their life dynamic. They will start craving new experiences. They might spend a few hundred years being a hedonist, then another few hundred being an ascetic. They'll find new arts, new religions, new ventures, and new hobbies. Eventually they will burn out on their new activities, and will seek something else, but that doesn't mean that they won't go back to old things. The world is constantly changing, and nostalgia is a powerful emotion. Being a blacksmith 300 years ago is totally different than a blacksmith today. Same for being an artist, a drunkard, or anything else. Instead of being depressed and nihilistic, they should be confident and poised. They should have an aura of experience about them, a sense of authority and assurance of their actions that only a person that hasn't truly given a fuck in 500 years should have.

We base the idea off of actual old people, who are sick of life after barely a century. It's hard for the 30something or younger person here to understand, but there is a turning point in which you feel like you have basically succeeded or failed at existing--everything after that is just whatever

I've been around old people my whole life, I was raised by my Grandparents, and now I work in an old folks home. There are two types of old people. The one's that are sick, and are ready to die. No one comes to visit, they can't hear, see, walk, eat solid foods, or fuck. Of course they want to get life over with, there is no living for them. Then there are the others, who don't give a fuck. They cuss, smuggle in booze, pop handfuls of viagra, have sex in the garden, and are a general public nuisance. They know what they like, and they know they are free from consequences.

An immortal isn't either of those things. They aren't sick, and they aren't on their last binge. They have a whole eternity to look forward to. Ask any old person if they would go back and do things they enjoyed before they got old, and they all say of course. An immortal is in their prime, forever, not on their deathbed looking back on a life wasted.

Then have them go looking for something interesting. The world is still a big place, and who knows what else is out there.
Take on a mission, or some kind of pursuit, perhaps scientific or artistic.

I think a good chunk of that has to do with physical degeneration, too, as well as the effects of aging on the brain, which wouldn't be a factor with a vampire or some other type of immortal.

Actually, Mr. Mxyzptlk put it pretty well in one of the DC Elseworlds.

"The real trouble with immortality is figuring out what to do with your time. For the first 2,000 years, I didn't move at all. For the next 2,000 years, I only did good deeds. For the 2,000 years after that, I was the mischievous imp you've known me as.
I think, now, I'm going to try being evil."

Whatever Happened to the Man of Tommorrow, Alan Moore.

I liked it. JL couldn't figure their way into drilling equipment, but I liked it.

It's an inherently flawed comparison seeing as an immortal is NOT faced with their mortality in any way. They don't look back to their better days when they were younger/hotter, when they felt immortal and like the world was their oyster. For an immortal, that time is now, and will always be now.

Can't speak any modern language so has to use translators, all peers are basically only alive to be drip fed blood, spends their days playing every video game known to man because it staves off boredom.

Ehh, I'm sure there's a mourning period for your childhood, but the period will come to an end I'm sure

Once in VtM I played a vampire neonate who's suddenly realised that she can do all the things she wanted to do when she had been alive. Mortal limitations can go fuck themselves. This new condition lets her fulfill every petty wish. It was fucking liberating, but of course the VtM-fags I was playing with, they chimped out citing the rulebook and that vampires are ought to be angsty emo kid self-inserts. I asked "are you idiots?". They replied "but that's canon!".

Ever since, vampires are about the most optimistic, chilly and confident bastards in my games. They've been through that period where they run around and get rid of their every insecurity and complex, and afterwards you're left with this supremely satisfied psyche that is ready to tackle whatever new challenge is out there without feeling the fear for your arse's safety ever-present in mortal humans.

How do I move on from making my vampires all dark romance themed, Veeky Forums? I genuinely have a problem with that.

I'm mostly asking because I try amateur writing stuff and I've tried writing some necromancy/dead-arts focused fiction, with vampires being some sort of souls who gave up on afterlife/reincarnation so that they could stay on the mortal plane forever (but once dead, they just end, there's nothing after this life for them), and I just found myself of falling into the trap of a somewhat elder vampires looking for her long-lost love among the mortals of today, while using and manipulating hordes of regular people, not caring in the slightest if they get maimed, killed or whatever happens to them.

I imagine bored immortals do extremely complicated shit just for the fun of it,
Like carving out a exact 1/1 scale replica of a tree, but only chipping away at the stone once a day, or making detailed panoramas scrimshawed unto the side of a toothpick
Anyone care to expand on this?

Think of it like this. Medieval people believed there's afterlife. Some modern people do not. They have thoughts about death and nothingness that comes after it in shower, maybe they shudder and feel fear and feel insignificant. Then they step out of shower and continue with their lives.

A medieval man entered a conquered town and began looking out for a woman to shag. He wouldn't have to rape anybody: plenty of wenches eager to please a man of arms that's gonna get paid really soon. And maybe even stationed in the city. After having a few rough rounds, the man passes by a church. He has a momentary thought: God's not gonna be pleased with me today. Then he offers a quick prayer to Christ, turns around and goes to his wench for some more rounds. 'Fuck the captain, I'm gonna come up with some bullshit excuse later on the morning.'

There's no difference. Everyday life is pretty thought-consuming. Now imagine you've been granted immortality. Now you fade into nothing after an indefinite forever instead of going to hell after maybe 30 years more. Now you are more powerful than your fucking captain and even the local Duke. That's roughly the extent of your imagination. Now you can have money, wenches, everything. After some decades of debauchery, after that first wench happily lived under your protection to her 70s and died, after you had a big smelly dump on your former captain's grave for him being a cunt, you decide that it's time to see the wonders of the world.

You step out of shower and see an extremely good-looking man in stylish clothes sitting on your sofa. He reminds you of Marlon Brando, but he's a bit unnervingly pale. You freak out and start babbling something about calling the police.

The man starts to speak, and suddenly you're calm. You want to sit across and listen to what this walking beam of confidence, charisma, and wisdom has to say to you.

He goes on for a bit on how he thinks you have potential, then offers you to become his Childe, to sell your place in whatever afterlife there is to get immortality. But, he says, if you happen to die nevertheless, you will crumble into dust and your soul will fade into the big nothing.

'Well', you reply, 'isn't it already what was going to happen eventually?'
'Hmm, that's a talk for an other day. But you're right, I've always liked your way of thinking.'

You are too excited to notice the casually thrown "always".
After some decades of debauchery and not having to worry about having enough income to create a family and pay mortgage you decide that you want to apply for that sub-c colony ship. It's your creation too, you've helped to fund the initial research after all.

Your Sire insists that you call him "bro", or at least "dad". 'After we will have both lived for a thousand years more, there's not gonna much difference in age anyway. Or', he grins, 'are you gonna compare infinity and infinity plus x? Faggot.'

500 years later you step out of your personal interdimensional portal and see an extremely good-looking man in stylish clothes sitting on your sofa.
'Hi, dad.'
'Hi, faggot.'

That's fucking great, user.

These two posts are fucking gold.

Make her hellbent on preventing the real fucking necromancer from coming back and taking over.
>silly short-lived Inquisitors and Vampire hunters or just make them disappear
It always sounds funny from a vampire who did nothing to become what they are.

I've been raised on sci-fi classics. There's probably no trope that hasn't been given exposure in sci-fi classics. Also, sci-fi classics are fucking chill and they don't care about this whole emotional aesthetic cheesy thing. If you wanna read something thought-provoking, go trab yourself a couple of tomes.