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He hated all of them. Every single one of them! He felt his nostrils flair at Dawn's comment. Xe was pretty high up on his list of people he hated. Xe was self-centered and so full of shit! God, he'd enjoyed ripping that head straight of its shoulders. Dawn was the sort of person, Alex would have hunted for fun. He wouldn't have fed, just chased scared screams through the dark, enjoying the begging and pleading. Alex gripped his steering wheel tightly and forced himself to climb up to the higher ground. He was sure her intention was for him to flip all of his shit. It was working.. However, the sound of immature laughter reached his ears pretty quickly. He twisted his head to look over at Nessa although her humour was lost on him. He ignorantly turned his head and decided what mattered was following that bitch and its disgusting friend. What he'd give to be the only thing keeping Dawn alive later was unimaginable. He half fantasized a moment including himself being the one to finally end it all.. He pulled his attention back out and pulled out of parking spot and into the road, a well practiced maneuver.

An uncomfortable ripple chased across the hair on the back of Alex's neck and all along his arms as the stereo changed. His grip tightened around the steering wheel once again, causing already pale knuckles to drain of what little colour they had. He had to concentrate. There were two of them.. Little Miss Loopy in the back probably wasn't a threat but no doubt she'd reach someone before he could do anything. Alex reached across and turned the volume down, desperately trying to conserve what little willpower he had left.
"Just tell me which way she went." He muttered, trying to push the memories back out of his head. Naomi... Catherine... Beth. He missed her, she'd been far more fun than anyone else. His hairs danced on end, whilst his mind and willpower fought the underlying hunger that no amount of kind would satisfy. He would have to feed tonight. No matter who it was. If he got caught, he'd steal a van. The girls could drive. He'd leave the city as he always did. Alex fidgeted slightly, shifting until he got comfortable once again. He took one hand off the wheel and let his right hand relax out of sight until the shaking stopped. He couldn't let it get any worse; the man was cold turkey

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I changed my last post a bit. Nothing major though, just put Eri in the car so we can move forward.

@Nemmie

Sweet! I'll try and post tomorrow. I've got addicted to streaming twitch Crap so I'll take some down time tomorrow and work on some posts

From the shadows [Based off Vampire the Masquerade] not accepting anymore players!

On another note:

I don't mean any offence in my posts. Alex is an ass and I write him that way. I actually really like how different all the characters are and how well thought about they have all become.

From the shadows [Based off Vampire the Masquerade] not accepting anymore players!

Alex waited the small love affair unravel between the Kindred with no gender and the freak they had to call leader. He had no time for people like that. They were hard to read and often more shady than was comfortable. At least at the sight of them heading towards the car gave Alex the briefest flicker of hope towards leaving and continuing with his original plans. Yet there was little chance of meeting this 'serial killer' without the help of the rest of this little army. He'd hate himself much much later..
"I have four seats in my car. There's very little space in the back but there's four seats." He sighed, looking between the rest of the bunch. He'd hardly been lumbered with the best of the group but at least they weren't appalling to look at; two of them could even be seen as good looking and then there was the kid. He'd never met a child kindred he'd actually liked, or at least one he could remember. Another sigh passed his lips and he made his way over to the vehicle he'd arrived in. He couldn't help but wish he'd never left his home tonight...

A small click, two flashing lights and his car unlocked.
"What the fuck am I doing?" He muttered to himself as he dropped into the leather seat behind the wheel, slotting comfortably in the car he'd purchased a few months ago. He enjoyed keeping them in a good condition- it often made buying the newest model a little cheaper. Alex pushed his fingers along the bridge of his nose for a moment, already regretting the entire evening. He felt burdened. As if he was forced to look after siblings whilst the rest of his friends disappeared to the best party of the year. He dropped his hands as soon as the others arrived, pulling up his guard again. What he'd give to be playing some other sort of game at the moment. There'd been that blonde the other week- No! He had to focus, at least for now.

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Alex jolted his attention over to Nessa when she climbed into the car. He wasn't expecting her to be so cheery. She was like sunlight shining through a crack in the blinds, totally unwanted and unwelcome.
"Thanks.." He muttered, trying to force himself to get along with her. He hadn't really dealt with any other kindred in a long time. They were mostly food to him or passing faces, occasionally disagreeing with his choice of having a mortal job. He hadn't ever really cared, they were a drug to him, nothing more. Alex turned over to watch Nessa, judging her strength. She looked much younger than he was. Possibly no more than a decade in her current state. He could have been wrong, he wasn't always the best judge of character.

His ears pricked her question about his music tastes. It was hard to answer, not without sounding strange. Music was different for him. It brought the most intoxicating feelings. It was like floating, trance-like.. It made him feel powerful, stronger than almost anyone; although it wasn't true. He never fed without music, it made the experience just that more amazing. His interests changed dramatically over the decades. Drifting towards deep bass pulses, electronic buzzes and the clashing sound that seemed so much like violence. There was no denying he'd spent a few evenings giving in to his most deepest desires listening to the music he felt so close to now.

"It's best not to turn the radio on." He commented. "It's a little boring." Alex lied. Perhaps it was association of the music and how he enjoyed listening to it that made concentrating so hard. The last time he pressed play on the stereo her name had been Beth.. Sweet girl, wanted to be an actress, and it wasn't hard making it look like she'd been hit by a car either. His kind may have loved the arts, but those like him were a dark mirror image of their Camarilla siblings, their minds are twisted and warped, and they would often lose themselves watching others suffer, much like their Camarilla siblings lose themselves watching a beautiful painting. Perhaps it was a curse, perhaps not. It was an art form all the same.

"Here." Alex muttered, pressing the radio option. At least that way it limited the likelihood of him driving them off the road. The casual chatter of two hosts chatting away to each other about the most trivial of things would keep Nessa off his back. He enjoyed the chatter from time to time, it was always about nothing. The stereo sat happily in the middle of his dashboard, boasting six options including CD, Phone and Maps. Although he'd only ever used two of the six sitting there. He hadn't ever seen the point in maps, it's not like he ever went anywhere. The world was too big to get through in one night.

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@Mokyute
That was uncalled for...

I'll be posting tomorrow. Going to give others a shot of posting before I do. Or I may post tonight. Depends on how I feel later

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@Treepuncher121

Hi! :)

Private - TDN && Xhala

Rhoynar felt the putrid stench of charred flesh reach the nostrils of his memory, flexing against some of the oldest memories he could recall. Streets barricaded and cities closed to those infected with even a hint of the sickness that had spread like wildfire across the Second East and the land they stood in. His earliest memories of travelling in their slave cavalcade from one trading post to another, gathering hundreds of gold coins as they went, were haunted by the faces of those he hadn't even hoped to see. Skin stretched across bone, yellow and decaying. His memories showed him the sites of forlorn corpses, each with a thick yellow ooze pouring from their eyes and ears. The smell had been enough to choke on, thick and demanding in the back of the throat. There had once been a slave in their caravan caught with the plague, only to bring the death to all of those around them. Setting fire to thirty souls over one sign of the debilitating illness had been more than enough warning to a young knight and potential future house lord; the latter was now certain with death of his elder brother some years ago.

His eyes moved from the lost village back to Illinfer.
"How did it reach the mountains?" He asked sharply, somehow expecting his companion to have all the answers despite how unlikely that was. If the illness was still on the move within their home, it wouldn't be long until some trader brought it to Astipor. He dreaded to think of the consequences. Thousands of people and boats sailing between themselves and the trade hub Olas in the Second East. The Knight was protective of their home on the boarder. Most of its citizens were like him, barely any were native to the capital and its lands; most had sailed over at the thought of escaping the harsher life of the East. They were a sanctuary of an entirely different culture and in fifty years the city had changed entirely. Its size would have rivaled the capital now yet its architecture was changing. New buildings rose slowly, each a mile different from the older buildings within the city. It was a different world the further East you went.

Rhoynar pushed his heels into the side of his mount and followed Illinfer along the road. They would have been a strange sight amongst the night of the countryside but time was of the essence and no doubt they'd stay in Astipor until he'd settled the bubbling paranoia he held in his stomach. It was an easy ride, despite its rural route. Forest paths, stone roads and muddy trails would lead them to the city, all at around a day's journey. If they kept up a relatively quick pace, they'd perhaps make it by mid-afternoon however no horse would deal with that journey distance without pause.

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@Miss Gallagher
Makes sense, and that's fine.
I'll message you should I develop anything more than half decent at this time.

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Hey, I know this is totally a long-shot but I was kind of wondering if you'd be interested in a Singer x Fan pairing? I've found myself reading a crap ton of Sasaeng stories and my god they're scary people. Thought something similar to that or similar to the plot of the film Plush (Emily Browning) would be an interesting idea. Sort of dark, filled with suspense and terror. I'm happy to play any gender too, so don't worry about that.
Let me know anyways.

Thought I'd query here instead of bothering your pm folder

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