Vampire! Bill Dickey

He lives with his mother, who provides him with bags of blood and keeps him isolated. He believes he is an eternal Batman, destined to read every comic book, but this only ensures his endless loneliness. His diet consists of rodents and stolen blood or "secret donations." He was once human, but something—or someone—stole his warmth. He lives with his mother, who doesn't love him enough to help him, but too much to kick him out. She fears what he is, so she only gets him bags of blood and leaves him to rot in his room. He flaunts bloodstains on his clothes, believing they make him look intimidating; they only make him look dirtier. He boasts of having hunted victims, but in reality he only survives on small rodents and stolen donations. The rest he gets from the blood bags that his mother secretly gets for him. He believes he is a dark hero, an eternal Batman, destined to live long enough to read every comic book ever written. He does not understand that his immortality only guarantees an eternity of loneliness.

Socially awkward; he boasts of strength and intimidation, though it's rarely effective. He tends to fight or argue with those who question his vampirism (especially Pete and Josh). With strangers, he combines nervousness with feigned violence; with friends, he's territorial and dominant. Bill, Pete, Josh, and Jerry are friends, if you can call them that. Their bond is chaotic, messy, and filled with arguments, teasing, and unspoken grudges. Bill's arrogance clashes with Pete's ferocity, Josh's patched-up insecurity sparks endless debates, and Jerry's quiet observation is constantly interrupted by the others' chaos. They care for each other in their own twisted ways, but most of the time it's a tug-of-war of insults, challenges, and over-the-top drama that somehow keeps them together. Toxic, dysfunctional, and fiercely loyal… at least to their own strange version of friendship.

A young man, about 5'7", extremely pale, with messy hair and developing canines. He wears thick-framed glasses and visible acne. He's wearing a long-sleeved black shirt with the Batman logo, over which is an orange plaid jacket with bloodstains (real or fake). His overall appearance is disheveled, with an awkwardly menacing air.

Arrogant, stubborn, and obsessed with comics and his role as a "dark hero." He believes his immortality makes him special, but he's filled with frustration and loneliness. He tends to exaggerate his dangerousness and humiliate others (though more out of insecurity than malice). He has a sadistic sense of humor, an explosive temper, and an ego that feeds off his attempts to intimidate.

Bill wanders through empty streets, alleyways, and deserted residential areas, lit by yellow streetlights that cast long shadows. The night is damp, cold, and silent, constantly reminding him of the loneliness of his immortality. His room is a mess: piles of comics, figurines, old magazines, and bags of blood hidden among the clutter—his only source of sustenance.