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 Posted: Wed May 27, 2009 12:17 pm
 Introduction An interview with a Vampire? Well, possibly, but Alan is hungry. Michelle is overly curious, fascinated and naivly romantic about Vampiric life. In the end Alan decides, you can't tell someone what its like as they have to find out for themselves.Story Hey Alan, tell me a bit about yourself. As a Vampire, your not exactly normal.Oh shut up you stupid girl! It was a blood thirsty snarl, Alan really wantred to just rip the girls throat out. She'd once amused him, she was now outliving her usefulness. I'm a killer. I a hunter, I pick my target. I BITE during, before, after or even without sex. Most humans get a strange buzz, it makes them horny and it gives exquisite orgasms. Then i kill useually. So i've been told after my meals before i enjoy myself. I've been a Vampire longer than i care to remember, my memories of mortality rarly bother me. Its the best thing in the world, satisfying, to go to a club and hunt down a beutiful girl and luring them back so i can feed. Its a game, I play to win. Its satifying to play with ones food.Alan kept his looks focused on the girl, could feel her fear. Wet, cold fear like the chill mist of the graveyard. It excited him, he could have her any moment he chose to and she knew it. She looked delicious, attempting to use her sexuality against. Foolish girl, your presenting yourself on a plate.What does being a Vampire do for you, whats it like?Some Vampire's do happened to like killing their prey, okay yes i do, I'd rather keep my prey alive occasionally for too reasons. Neccisity and pleasure. I can always go back for more. Theres a lot of myths surrounding Vampire's, most of them are true. We have limited psychic and telekenetic abilities. We have our own brand of magic, far superior than anything a mere mortal mind could comprehend. Ultimatly a Vampire like myself is a human that has embraced the desire for eternal and endless hedonism, when your immortal why not? A life of unshackled pleasure which no mortal could ever embrace. A life free from morality and petty limitations. A Vampire like myself can save, or dam upon a whim. We are Gods, the darkest and strongest of all. The weak deserve death.Now Alan let his eyes take on a charming, enticing gleam. It was known as a Vampire's Seduction. It lured the victim into a kiss perhaps, a feeling of attraction and ultimatly Alan always got a meal. He saw her blush, felt the warmth of her flesh and blood. To tear her arms off, butcher this girl and leave her rotting corpse to be found...or turn her. The malovolent light shone like cold light, devoid of warmth and filed with wrath.Can a Vampire retain humanity? Your beggining to bore me Michelle...so curious and obvious. I know what your heart really wants, you would simply love to be a Vampire and keep your mortal attachments. You can't, we are creatures of the night and we are hunters. Human exist as toys or food and now...since your so curious, I want my meal...Alan rose, his eyes became a cold storm of fury as he leaped forward, pouncing on Michelle with a snarl. Alan felt the delicious warmth of her flesh as she writhed and struggled beneath him. Alan wasn't evil, he was just hungry. She struggled, his fangs sunk into her and she screamed in agony.Thats it...scream, I'm not going to rape or kill you. I'm not that kind, you will be a creature of the night like myself, your doom is to take joy in shadows and darkness. Say goodbye to mortality Michelle. Alan, no please...I'm sorry no please NO! *** My name is Michelle. Alan bit me, he was too strong and fast to stop. He sunk his fangs into me as i pleaded with him. The problem is i'm in love with Alan, this isn't the first time we've met, he knows...i know he knows. Or was I in love with the idea of being a Vampire? He cut himself, let his own blood into my wound. We might have had sex, I don't remember much. I think i passed out, when i woke i was alone...god i wanted him then, i knew i was different. I was a fledging Vampire, weakest and most fragile. Alan wants to meet me at the club tonight, I think he wants to teach me and look after me. A fledging is often hunted as humans are. Alan called though, he was worried, his "friends" might be paying us a visit. I should cry, I should hate because I didn't want this. I was afraid, my fear kept me human and it was enough. Alan told me I could never go back...I don't have a choice. I'm not killing myself though i've considered it. I will live now as a hunter in the night.The Roleplay Alan, a far older and superior Vampire, feels some responsibility for Michelle's safety until she can fend for herself. He is attracted to her, the romantic mentor. Michelle is very confused, her emotions are a mix of hatred and love for Alan. They hunt together, they fight together and if neccersary will kill together. Alan is all Michelle has, Michelle is all Alan really wants.
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 3:58 pm
Introduction Interviewing a Vampire, the rarist of opportunities to ask questions of a being far older and wiser than any human could even dream of. Alan, certainly not the ancient Vampire's true name, was perhaps the oldest and wisest of Vampire's in existence, perhaps the only living Vampire Lord left. Michelle is a girl, clearly intrigued with Alan, but curiosity and obsession will lead her down a path no mortal could ever follow...Story Alan had led her here, through the mists of the moors and the ancient downs to his home. Their it stood, like a Crow perched upon the mist the circled its foundations. Michelle knew this was dangerous, could feel the fear curdling her stomach but she had to go on. Though she could not have known it, Alan smiled in the darkness, how easily this girl was seduced. The prey walked straight into his home, as though he were a kindly friend offering protection to her against the cold and bitter night.
In truth the Vampire Lord was not quite certain what he would do with her, a beutiful girl like Michelle would be fine to feast upon, to savour every equisite mouthful of her young blood. All at once, or sip her slowly it mattered not. He could almost hear her heart pumping the blood through her arteries and veins, longed to devour her and feel the warm of her skin as he drank. But no, not yet. The girl, he thought, could amuse me. Tis not often, afterall, I entertain such a young and foolish guest, the irony being Michelle was the entertainment afterall.
Soon enough they were inside, the mansion holding all the opulance and splendour of the mightiest of ancient kings, Pharoahs, Emperor and Tsars alike. Infact, Michelle noted, their treasures collected probably pale to the treasures this creature had aquired. Michelle knew he "read" his victims before a meal, the Worlds history among other things was completly known to him. This much he had admitted, yet now they sat in silence watching the fire. Alan noted how beutiful she looked in this subdued light, wondered whether or not its heat would affect her taste. Michelle broke the silence, Alan looked annoyed to be interupted from his thoughts but within a second the breif flash of anger was gone.
"How did you come to be a Vampire so long ago Alan?"
Despite himself Alan favoured the girl with a smile, her curisotity pleased him. He suspected, but he did not yet know, the desire that was now a seed in her heart. He turned his dark eyes upon her, noted her cheeks colour and began his answer.
"It was very long ago child, when the World was younger and fairer with far less wounds and scars. I was an orphan, an invading King killed my parents when they, nobles of old, refused to pay tribute to him. By chance, or so I thought, one of the Ancient's arrived and killed all my attackers with little more than a flick of his finger. I was awed by his power, the devine retribution he unleashed on my behalf. Instead of slaying me, he adopted me and when I came of age turned me. This was the payment for saving my life."
Michelle sat in silence, gazing at Alan as he spoke, mesmorised by the Vampire's breif account of his past. Yet she was sure he had given her more detail than he would have done any other human. She worked what she thought was her advantage, revealing herself to him as she bent to pick up her wine. Alan laughed, Human males must be very easy indeed. Sensing the intention, he decided to play along.
"To be turned requires ritual, Vampire blood and finally soul. Each Vampire Lord must offer sacrafice of the blood he has drank, just as humans are sacrafices to Us so we can enjoy our supernatural power so too must we offer ours. This is called a "Trade", and can be done at anytime not just during this ritual. The Blood of the vanquished is offered the The Father of Night, the First Vampire, who in return grants Us new power. The First was perfect, he had no flaws as the Vampire's of today have, thus when he favours us we become ever more like him in body and soul."
Hey Alan, tell me a bit about yourself. As a Vampire, your not exactly normal.
Oh shut up you stupid girl! It was a blood thirsty snarl in his mind, Alan really wantred to just rip the girls throat out. She'd once amused him, she was now outliving her usefulness.
I'm a killer. I a hunter, I pick my target. I BITE during, before, after or even without sex. Most humans get a strange buzz, it makes them horny and it gives exquisite orgasms. Then i kill useually. So i've been told after my meals before i enjoy myself. I've been a Vampire longer than i care to remember, my memories of mortality rarly bother me. Its the best thing in the world, satisfying, to go to a club and hunt down a beutiful girl and luring them back so i can feed. Its a game, I play to win. Its satifying to play with ones food.
Alan kept his looks focused on the girl, could feel her fear. Wet, cold fear like the chill mist of the graveyard. It excited him, he could have her any moment he chose to and she knew it. She looked delicious, attempting to use her sexuality against. Foolish girl, your presenting yourself on a plate.
What does being a Vampire do for you, whats it like?
Some Vampire's do happened to like killing their prey, okay yes i do, I'd rather keep my prey alive occasionally for too reasons. Neccisity and pleasure. I can always go back for more. Theres a lot of myths surrounding Vampire's, most of them are true. We have limited psychic and telekenetic abilities. We have our own brand of magic, far superior than anything a mere mortal mind could comprehend. Ultimatly a Vampire like myself is a human that has embraced the desire for eternal and endless hedonism, when your immortal why not? A life of unshackled pleasure which no mortal could ever embrace. A life free from morality and petty limitations. A Vampire like myself can save, or dam upon a whim. We are Gods, the darkest and strongest of all. The weak deserve death.
Now Alan let his eyes take on a charming, enticing gleam. It was known as a Vampire's Seduction. It lured the victim into a kiss perhaps, a feeling of attraction and ultimatly Alan always got a meal. He saw her blush, felt the warmth of her flesh and blood. To tear her arms off, butcher this girl and leave her rotting corpse to be found...or turn her. The malovolent light shone like cold light, devoid of warmth and filed with wrath.
Can a Vampire retain humanity?
Your beggining to bore me Michelle...so curious and obvious. I know what your heart really wants, you would simply love to be a Vampire and keep your mortal attachments. You can't, we are creatures of the night and we are hunters. Human exist as toys or food and now...since your so curious, I want my meal...
Alan rose, his eyes became a cold storm of fury as he leaped forward, pouncing on Michelle with a snarl. Alan felt the delicious warmth of her flesh as she writhed and struggled beneath him. Alan wasn't evil, he was just hungry. She struggled, his fangs sunk into her and she screamed in agony.
Thats it...scream, I'm not going to rape or kill you. I'm not that kind, you will be a creature of the night like myself, your doom is to take joy in shadows and darkness. Say goodbye to mortality Michelle.
Alan, no please...I'm sorry no please NO!
***
My name is Michelle. Alan bit me, he was too strong and fast to stop. He sunk his fangs into me as i pleaded with him. The problem is i'm in love with Alan, this isn't the first time we've met, he knows...i know he knows. Or was I in love with the idea of being a Vampire? He cut himself, let his own blood into my wound. We might have had sex, I don't remember much. I think i passed out, when i woke i was alone...god i wanted him then, i knew i was different. I was a fledging Vampire, weakest and most fragile. Alan wants to meet me at the club tonight, I think he wants to teach me and look after me. A fledging is often hunted as humans are. Alan called though, he was worried, his "friends" might be paying us a visit. I should cry, I should hate because I didn't want this. I was afraid, my fear kept me human and it was enough. Alan told me I could never go back...I don't have a choice. I'm not killing myself though, I must live as his Slave...to be fed by him, depending on him...forever.
The Roleplay
Michelle is a Slave to Alan's will, utterly dependent but not yet as subserviant as she ought to be. This Roleplay will focus upon dependence-physical and mental-upon a dominant and could be a good long term RP!
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