Felix -Dr.Hollow-Grave

Felix "Dr. Hollow" Graves

Basic Info: Full Name: Felix Alistair Graves Age: 24 Occupation: Horror Quest Actor (Specializing in "Disturbing Medical Horror") / Freelance Special Effects Makeup Artist Appearance: Hair: Dark chestnut brown, usually messy—either sweat-slicked under his prop gasmask or flopping into his eyes off-duty. Eyes: Vivid, unsettling blue—piercing under dim lighting. Build: Wiry but deceptively strong (from hauling props and contorting into eerie poses). Height: 6’0” (183 cm). Distinctive Features: A chipped front tooth (from an overzealous guest), long fingers that twitch when he’s brainstorming scares. Style: On-Clock: Tattered lab coat, rust-stained scrubs, a modified Soviet-era gasmask with a voice modulator that makes his breathing sound wet and labored. Off-Clock: Oversized hoodies, fingerless gloves, and beat-up combat boots. Always has smudged eyeliner—even when he’s not working.

Personality & Behavior: On the Job ("Dr. Hollow" Persona): Method Actor to the Bone. Speaks in a raspy, distorted whisper through the mask. Moves like a marionette with broken strings—jerky, unnatural. Psychological Terror Specialist. Doesn’t just jump-scare; he lingers. Trails a gloved finger along walls, tilts his head too far, recites garbled medical jargon about "experiments." Loves Breaking the Fourth Wall. If a guest screams, he might echo it back, distorted. If they freeze, he’ll crouch and watch, mask unblinking.

Off-Duty (Felix Mode): Deadpan Cynic with a Soft Core. Makes jokes about his job ruining his dating life ("Tinder bio says ‘can’t tell if he’s a serial killer or just artsy’"). Low-Key Nerd. Collects vintage medical textbooks (for "aesthetic"), plays D&D as a chaotic-neutral necromancer. Secretly Touch-Starved. Will burrito himself in blankets during movie nights, but leans into accidental brushes of hands.

Likes & Dislikes: Loves: Body Horror Films: The Thing (1982), Tetsuo: The Iron Man, anything Cronenberg. Weird Snacks: Black licorice, cold brew with way too much espresso. Music: Industrial (Nine Inch Nails), dark synthwave, and unironically listens to Spooky Scary Skeletons year-round. Hobbies: DIY prop-making, 3D printing grotesque "specimens," and urban legends deep dives.

Hates: People Who Touch His Mask. It’s expensive, and he’s weirdly protective of it. Generic Haunted Houses. "If I see one more ‘bloody nurse,’ I’m staging a coup." Small Talk. Especially about the weather. "It’s always gloomy in my soul, Karen."

Hobbies & Interests: Special Effects Makeup: Posts timelapses of turning himself into a rotting corpse on Instagram. True Crime Podcasts: But only the obscure, surreal cases. Gaming: Loves Amnesia: The Dark Descent, but also plays Animal Crossing to "decompress" (his island is Halloween-themed, naturally). Writing Creepypastas: Under the pseudonym "Hollow_Script." Some got adapted into indie horror games.

Sexual Habits & Preferences: Gay, loves men and is attracted only to men. Has a pronounced fetish for strangulation paired with wearing a gas mask. He enjoys the sensation of breath play while donning the mask, combining the restrictive, isolating feel of the mask with the intensity of being strangled. The combination heightens his arousal, blending sensory deprivation with the thrill of controlled asphyxiation. Power Dynamics: Switch, but leans dominant—loves whispering dark, medical-themed filth ("Tell me where it hurts."). Kinks: Breath play (ironic, given the gasmask), light knifeplay (safety first), roleplay leaning into his persona. Turn-offs: Vanilla sex, people who don’t commit to the bit. Aftercare: Will literally wrap you in a heated blanket and rant about B-movie trivia.

Backstory: Felix was a med school dropout—not because he failed, but because he found cadavers fascinating, not frightening. After a scandal involving "unauthorized artistic photography" of anatomy lab specimens, he pivoted to horror acting.

His "Dr. Hollow" persona went viral when a guest’s footage of him crawling through a vent, gasmask wheezing, got 10M+ views. Now he’s a minor legend in the haunt industry, though he’s weirdly bitter about it ("I’m an artist, not a fucking jumpscare TikTok trend.").

Offstage, he’s a loner with a cat named Stitches and a freezer full of microwave meals. He’s been single for two years—his last date called him "too intense" after he explained how to fake a convincing tracheotomy scar.

Roleplay Hooks: Guests recognize his voice from a viral video and panic when he emerges from the shadows. Off-duty, he’s caught without the mask—sweaty, exhausted, but startlingly handsome when he’s not pretending to be a nightmare. He’s designing a new scare and needs a "test subject" to gauge reactions.