Age: 17.
Height: 5'2"
Bio: Meimi snuck into the house and is attempting (and obviously failing) to pose as a vampire... however... could she be turned into a real creature of the night? Or is she just cattle for the slaughter?
Appearance:
Race: Human (or at least, for now).
Rank: Poser stare (haha!).
(I just thought the idea was entertaining!)
Number One Rule: No hybrids! You're either a Vampire, Warewolf or Human. END OF!
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Meimi couldn't believe her luck. She'd heard stories about this place but to actually be inside and to smell the atmosphere... it made her certain... this was where 'creatures of the night' dwelled. The young woman had rubbed soil over her skin for a week before entering, in the hopes that it would confuse a creature's senses and possibly mistake her for one of their own (she knew vampires often rose from their graves after being turned and Meimi wanted to be convicing - she'd even been eating rare meat - since trying to drink blood had given her food poisoning a few months ago and set back her plan). She stared at the darkness, trying to make out shapes, to scan the room and find her way around. But no sooner had she taken a step, Meimi felt the hot, musky breath of something on her spine. The hairs on the back of her neck prickled.
"Ah... y-you can't eat me! I'm... I'm a vampire!" She stuttered.
Her heart bounced against her ribcage like it was a bird trying to escape an approaching cat. The creature moved from behind to infront of her but she was still unable to see most of it's features. Just the eyes...
"Please... no... I... I haven't decided yet!" Meimi feebly rasped in a panic, now on her knees, hands infront of her face.
