Christian Grey isn't the only one that's tried whips

Dracula

Stake through the heart, and you're to blame.

About Me: I am the terror that flaps in the night, a charming, suave, classic monster that enjoys drinking blood and ruining the Belmonts' weekend. I have existed for hundreds of years, a fearsome relic of simpler times when people would actually be afraid of something that could be incapacitated by crucifixes, garlic cloves, wooden stakes, mirrors, bread, running water, holy water, whips, bug zappers, and even natural sunlight. What am I made of? Tissue paper? Oh, and I also can't enter your home unless you specifically invite me. Man, people must have been really easy to scare back then.

Location: Carpathia

Ethnicity: Bloodsucker

Hair: Widow's peak. Don't listen to the Wolfman; I had it first.

Eyes: Look into mine...

Occupation: Dead and loving it

I would like to meet: One! One true love! Ah, ah, ah, ah. Preferably somebody with a sense of humour, who gets why I say "You're welcome" whenever somebody points out my fangs.

I like to play the following sports: Baseball. I am the bat boy.

My exercise regime consists of: Standing still while I'm repeatedly pelted with projectiles. Seriously, why was anybody ever afraid of me?

My favourite music: My favourite band is The Children of the Night. Listen to them! What music they make. I also quite enjoy Meat Loaf's second album.

My favourite movies: Not Twilight! I'd show that Robert Pattinson what a real vampire is like. In my day, we didn't have any of this "love" garbage. If we wanted a woman we had to hypnotize her and rob her of her memories and free agency. And we were proud to do it! Falling for a woman who likes you in return? Yes, we true vampires had a word for that. We called it cheating! Still...text me, Bella.

My favourite TV shows: Renfield and Stimpyfield

My dream is to: Finally take the time to inventory the completely unrelated and seemingly incongruous beasts in my castle. The Mummy, Medusa, Frankenstein's monster, a gigantic bat made out of loose change...I tell you, that's the last time I use a public domain temp agency.

On a first date I'd like to: Reveal to you that I'm actually some blue demon thing wearing a Speedo.