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STATUS: in less than a week, kenny committed a double homicide on the same person. thoughts and prayers 2 yrs ago
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in less than a week, kenny committed a double homicide on the same person. thoughts and prayers
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"I don't attract what I want, I attract what I am. Dead as the bees buzzing inside my head." MM
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Boo!
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"If you have ghosts, you have everything."
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Do you wanna start a cult with me?
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Grim / Grimoire
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It's been over a year since I've written creatively but here I am again.
'sup.
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It's been over a year since I've written creatively but here I am again.
'sup.
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Im waiting on McHaggis to post and he is waiting on Myst to post. So we'll see how that goes.
Trixy was torn from her wallowing by yet another Kingston problem fluttering their way into Tortuga. She sipped her sanguine beverage as she eyed the vampire girl from a distance. Since there was very little else of interest going on, Trixy finely tuned her hearing to listen to the girl’s words as she spoke to Praetor.
Béatrix spent a good portion of her life tracking people down, interrogating, and assassinating them… she could tell when someone was hiding something. Through the falsetto voice and cheery face, Trixy read the guilt as clear as day. Whatever this girl wanted to tell Praetor, it was something she felt ashamed of. Béatrix breathed in deeply, holding her drink away from her nose, and there it was. Blood… fresh, human blood, and it wasn’t from the bartender next to her.
Praetor and the girl left, but Trixy didn’t need to hear the rest of the story to predict the ending. It seemed as though a lovely little Kingston girl broke one of the family’s cardinal rules. Tisk tisk. Trixy wondered with a dark hope whether or not the girl killed the human she fed from, maybe she could add another name to her list. Béatrix hopped off the barstool with a dark, fang-toothed smile. With her drink still in hand, she walked over to Ali and the little lovebirds.
Béatrix spent a good portion of her life tracking people down, interrogating, and assassinating them… she could tell when someone was hiding something. Through the falsetto voice and cheery face, Trixy read the guilt as clear as day. Whatever this girl wanted to tell Praetor, it was something she felt ashamed of. Béatrix breathed in deeply, holding her drink away from her nose, and there it was. Blood… fresh, human blood, and it wasn’t from the bartender next to her.
Praetor and the girl left, but Trixy didn’t need to hear the rest of the story to predict the ending. It seemed as though a lovely little Kingston girl broke one of the family’s cardinal rules. Tisk tisk. Trixy wondered with a dark hope whether or not the girl killed the human she fed from, maybe she could add another name to her list. Béatrix hopped off the barstool with a dark, fang-toothed smile. With her drink still in hand, she walked over to Ali and the little lovebirds.
Yeah, you should write it up and give your character some closure. then maybe the Kingstons could have drama about who the new head would be... perhaps a new family name is in order too?
I'm kinda waiting on McHaggis to post or for something to happen that can Trixy can react to before I post.
They cant just fade away, etc... Mira is a family head XD
Well then, someone kinda has to take over Mira/maybe Klaus too... maybe Theodora will?
Béatrix ducked her head down like a cat when the piercing roar ripped through the surrounding area. Sometimes having super-sensitive hearing wasn’t a good thing. Trixy followed after Alistair in curiosity, her ears still buzzing low, as if she was losing the ability to hear that exact frequency ever again. A frustrated huff passed her lips, if this was more Kingston shenanigans in any way, she just might tear someone’s head off in frustration.
Alistair immediately went over to the two star-crossed lovers, who were obviously being antagonized by the prideful vampire she thought they had just rid themselves of. “Ah, I should have known…” Trixy muttered under her breath and practically rolled her eyes. What was it he called her, “French whore”… she much preferred the term ‘courtesan’ when she ran her brothel in France many moons ago.
Rather than get involved in any more political drama, Trixy took a seat at the bar and made herself a bloody mary using actual blood from the unconscious bartender. She drew her sharpened fingernail along the tender’s neck and sliced a thin line, draining enough blood to fill her cup, then quickly sealing the wound with a flick of her tongue. He would awaken none-the-wiser… no exposure or compulsion necessary.
Trixy sipped her cocktail in silence and watched the couple with scrutiny. It was no secret that she had a bitter heart, thinking love was foolish. It was the only emotion capable of destroying a vampire. When you are promised a literal eternity of bliss with someone, there are no words for the feeling of loss when it is taken away. The festering wound left in the chest after that kind of loss can and will change a person… even driving them to kill. Never again would she love again, nor would she find joy in the love others shared…
Alistair immediately went over to the two star-crossed lovers, who were obviously being antagonized by the prideful vampire she thought they had just rid themselves of. “Ah, I should have known…” Trixy muttered under her breath and practically rolled her eyes. What was it he called her, “French whore”… she much preferred the term ‘courtesan’ when she ran her brothel in France many moons ago.
Rather than get involved in any more political drama, Trixy took a seat at the bar and made herself a bloody mary using actual blood from the unconscious bartender. She drew her sharpened fingernail along the tender’s neck and sliced a thin line, draining enough blood to fill her cup, then quickly sealing the wound with a flick of her tongue. He would awaken none-the-wiser… no exposure or compulsion necessary.
Trixy sipped her cocktail in silence and watched the couple with scrutiny. It was no secret that she had a bitter heart, thinking love was foolish. It was the only emotion capable of destroying a vampire. When you are promised a literal eternity of bliss with someone, there are no words for the feeling of loss when it is taken away. The festering wound left in the chest after that kind of loss can and will change a person… even driving them to kill. Never again would she love again, nor would she find joy in the love others shared…
Theodora and a few other Kingston vamps embarassed Mira by picking fights with the Blackmoores. Maria and Lucian fell in love because of her song drawing him to her. trixy fed on a human and taunted Praetor about it... and... that's about the short version. But you should go back and read, or else you will miss things.
The site has been down on and off for the past 3 days, people were having trouble posting. PLus, it's a lot of the college students' finals weeks and such.
I'm okay with taking breaks, but I feel like they always end up killing RPs...
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