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So do you know how to cook, since Mathias is useless at it? (soma, bothering the former vampire lord again? yes)
"There is plenty of which I do know how to, but as to actually doing the task? That is best left to the servants. Who are all dead."
Walter isn't too impressed by the lack of intelligence of this lad, as vampires do not need to consume food like humans do anyway...
"I pity you, Mathias. Your mind doesn't seem to have survived the ages past. Rotten."
DAY 15 - LEGEND
Master of the Eternal Night
Soma intantly throws hands.
"YOU ALMOST MADE ME FAIL MY LAST TEST BUT KEEPING ME UP I HOPE YOU KNOW THAT." (Walter being a menace to Soma in college)
Oh, what a beautifully wicked grin does the ancient one have on his face. He may not be completely corporeal any longer in the new millennium, but attached to Soma he remains... so long as there is a piece of Mathias left, he will forever exist in some strange place between reality and that man's imagination.
"Oh? So you do not appreciate the lovely visions I had prepared for you? Come now, dear knight, when was the last someone treated you to a night of absolute delights? What vampire could resist it? The stench of fear and blood, veins ripe for the taking and merriment at the height of this season~?"
"You should be more grateful I have not entertained myself with the shattering of your mind instead."
"A night like this was tailor made for the sinners." With that, Walter tips his glass and drinks in deep red life and reclined back in his chair as the bloody festivities continue.
"Mother would be proud."
"Well. You heard the man."
Oh he has the biggest grin on his face, one that almost reaches from ear to ear.
"Shall we dance?"
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see he's asking for it, you and dadcula can get him now
"Oh he's yesterday's news. Out with the old, in with the new. And just who are you? You reek of of that Belmont."
That grin is now flared and dangerous, almost as if his whole face would split horizontally.
"I believe we have a score to settle. So let's play a game. You stand there... and I will do whatever I please with you. I win when you stop struggling for you life."
"And I will win. I always do."
"Well. You heard the man."
Oh he has the biggest grin on his face, one that almost reaches from ear to ear.
"Shall we dance?"
Wicked cackling can be heard echoing down the dark hallways of a phantom castle...
"Oh you all are so sickly sweet, I pray my teeth do not rot from it all."
A poem, an exercise in omitting letters.
by Thomas Penny
@diablecramoisi
Walter is none too happy to wake up and have the whole castle in disarray. To the point where it no longer stands where he had once built it, but in crumbling ruins.
“I... step out... for five minutes...” With a shaking hand he stands before it, raising the fine glass he held to his lips. The crimson ichor has gone cold, and so has he.
The neck of the glass breaks and the whole thing tumbles and shatters to the ground.
“Quelqu'un va payer.“
YOUR GAMES ARE CRUEL, WALTER.
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Like a Ghost… (by Daniel Parent)
