A Goddamn Killing Machine

A Fright Night (2011) Evil Ed Indie Roleplay Blog It would turn out that learning you have a vampire killing in your neighborhood and trying to kill it proves fatal.. As Ed comes to realize to late. The first warning was his friend was missing and now he is cursed to be a... vampire.. not that he minds..

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Fright Night (2011) dir. Craig Gillespie

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{ CONTINUED_ FROM } { HERE } { @hyperactiveimmortal​ } Dark eyes widen as he froze like a deer in headlights, only this deer didn’t want to turn and face the lights, or rather, the nightmare that haunted his dreams.The younger slowly gulped, swallowing the fear and slowly turned to the older vampire that had turned him. The memory made his eyes narrow and his ankle twitch on some past instinct. Silence was his tongue while his thoughts raced. Every instinct he had to hold back to bare his teeth, given he doubted that would be very intimidating.“Kind of was hoping you were an exception.” He retorted finally. His own teeth remaining human, but the ache to bare and growl was there. “Had worse.” He added. The ankle was a tickle next to nearly getting decapitated.And he didn’t bother to hide it, nor did he bring it up. Charley’s scent was fresh on him, while Adam’s was older by some hours give or take. Clearly shows where his loyalty lied, given they smelled very human still. While he had the courage still like he did before, the bit of fear still gave him away, Evil was maybe a decade old now. What was that to some ancient? A blink? “And you didn’t learn the first time either. Why are you back here?” He had another no-duh guess, but he may as well humor the guy. ~~ The idiot boy he had turned just to get to his friend, to make sure Charley was the one who should have killed his own pal. To rub in the salt of guilt, of shame, everything else including the loss Charley would feel after he snatched Amy from him. All that was in the past now, all of it a decade ago now–or just about. The thing was, revenge is always sweeter when you wait for safety and security to grow. That is when you take. “Death doesn’t come a’knockin’ all that easily when you’ve lived so long.” He wanted to remind him, in fact–why not remind him of the fact that he still held as much control as he did before..? Knowing that the younger vampire he created was most likely gnashing behind closed lips, eager to show the little strength he had. It made Jerry smile–out of amusement. “Mmm..” He nodded his head, tilting it slightly. “There is worse yet to come for you, though by now I’d have thought you would flake out and stab yourself with a stake.” Jerry shrugged, his smirk returning to his always lightly red-tinted lips. “Guess we were both wrong about one another..”  Taking a smooth inhale, he noticed the scents fast. Two fucking bastards still lived and walked the earth, sadly. Which, the thought in fact helped to answer Ed’s question. “Well what the hell else? I’m here to serve out what I have waited so long for. I want to put Charley’s mouth where his ass is and fry him alive on a stick. What more could a man want..?” His chuckle was like a dark chocolate, bitter, yet still sickeningly sweet. “And if you wanna get in my way, that’s your problem. My guess is that you might, since, well, you have their stench all over you.” ~~

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He had madness in his head but he wasn’t so mad as to fight someone that probably could rip his head off. This wasn’t a human after all. And worse, this was his maker... made for fun or not, Ed was the only vampire in Vegas or so he had assumed until this guy returned.

Finally his teeth bared, growling deeply, “kind of cute you thought of me as that weak.” Blackening sclera, sharp teeth showing. The implications were either he was to live forever while his friends died, or Jerry wanted to torture him.. either way, the younger already accepted one thing. He was not going to pass on this curse, no matter how lonely he felt. And he was not about to cave in fear of the fact that this bastard was back.

But at the same time... he was scared, it would have been insane if he wasn’t. This monster haunted his dreams, and it was sometimes what woke him up in the day screaming and crying out.

“Didn’t learn from your first humiliating defeat and sun tan, huh?” He didn’t like hearing the truth. His eyes hid his emotions of worry. He thought it all over. This time would they be together and fight him together? Ed couldn’t do much in the day.. they could. 

Seems in a decade, friendship was rekindled, and maybe Ed was a traitorous vampire for helping the two mortals, but fuck if he cared about it or some rules that he didn’t know or care about. “You’d be far more of a dumb ass if you think I’m going to stand aside. Charley kicked your ass once, would a second time send you packing or is it going to be a three times a charm?”

His eyes became normal again, trying to keep himself from acting. And he was more afraid on what the acting would be. Fighting or obeying? And that honestly made him angrier. “Did the news of a teenager kicking your ass spread?” 

Slowly he was taking a step backwards. 

All this time, they believe themselves to be safe. The scars remaining, healing, but never fading. They could laugh about it but they fear had remained. Lore was different from the books, Ed didn’t know a thing, couldn’t think of anything besides his own learning experiences that sunlight sucked and the need for blood was always there. Peter Vincent could only say so much. But they did not know.

When the fifth year past and no other vampire came, no idiot trying to avenge their clan member or some crap, the safety grew. Ed was the only monster. And no matter what, there was no cure. The one chance was in the basement and Ed was dead at that time. “Why approach me, anyway? To toy with me? Or think I will suddenly join you?” 

The need to fight and run away was nearly overpowering. The younger bit the inside of his mouth. Run run, fight fight. Warn Warn! The third voice was the most logical. Fuck, why did he even get out of bed?

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When you get 2 seconds of muse: Imma make it everyone’s problem!!

Evil Ed is back!

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{ CLOSED_ASK } ~~ "What if you were told that a nightmare you had just kept reoccurring?" A familiar, fear inducing, dread crawling voice swept behind Ed. A few heavy boot steps and the beast of burden appeared before him. The man with the fangs who started it all, presumably dying by scorching flame combined with a mighty stake to the heart. Evil can always rise from the ashes. "What if I told you..killing a vampire isn't as easy as you would think, huh?" He could feel his old rage burning up his chest, through to his throat. Baring his fangs as he spoke, Jerry raised his brows. "How's the ankle, guy?" ~~

Dark eyes widen as he froze like a deer in headlights, only this deer didn't want to turn and face the lights, or rather, the nightmare that haunted his dreams.

The younger slowly gulped, swallowing the fear and slowly turned to the older vampire that had turned him. The memory made his eyes narrow and his ankle twitch on some past instinct. Silence was his tongue while his thoughts raced. Every instinct he had to hold back to bare his teeth, given he doubted that would be very intimidating.

"Kind of was hoping you were an exception." He retorted finally. His own teeth remaining human, but the ache to bare and growl was there. "Had worse." He added. The ankle was a tickle next to nearly getting decapitated.

And he didn't bother to hide it, nor did he bring it up. Charley's scent was fresh on him, while Adam's was older by some hours give or take. Clearly shows where his loyalty lied, given they smelled very human still.

While he had the courage still like he did before, the bit of fear still gave him away, Evil was maybe a decade old now. What was that to some ancient? A blink? "And you didn't learn the first time either. Why are you back here?" He had another no-duh guess, but he may as well humor the guy.

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It’s okay. Everyone’s survival looks a little bit like death sometimes.

Andrea Gibson, Angels of the Get Through (via wordsnquotes)

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[hyperactiveimmortal]

Well lookie. What we have here....

“Evil Ed, at your service”

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hyperactiveimmortal:

“Save the world? Again are you sure you got the right one, angel?” He shook his head. “Eli would understand if this fails. Um I’m out here to think, not find some demon or go on a life changing adventure! Fine… demon demon… it would be.. I don’t know. Seriously you’re an angel, shouldn’t you know where demons are.”

Ramey tilt his head upward he pursed  his lips knowing this kid was being difficult “fine kid, but I gave you a chance to see him again…” he took out a dagger ”This dagger would kill any sort of demon that comes towards its path.” He grabbed ed’s hand slicing it just abit “you want to know how I cut eli? Huh? Doesn’t that piss you off kid?? I sliced his throat and took out his guts. and if you piss me off I’ll do the same to you” he growled just a bit.

  He knew this kid was being a prick to his so called beloved eli because eli whispered some cussing words into Ramey’s soul. “do it now kid, or your  cursing  for a bruising”

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“You gave me an impossible thing to read you asshole!” He growled at the dagger- and scratched at him with sharpened nails. “Don’t do that again” He looks at the cut on his hand. 

“... You know.. it makes me just want to kill you, bastard! I will slice your throat... You couldn’t have killed him. Not you!” He backs away. “Just for that I am out of here.. before I rip out your ungrateful heart”

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@vxmpireprxject cont. from here

“At least I’m not turning them, right? Look I must be honest with you.. that blood at those banks are shit next to the fresh blood straight from the neck. They are people who won’t be missed and I make it look like a murder or an animal attack. Now are you going to leave things be or do I have to die again?

The difference here is if you were like me you’d understand why I’d prefer the hunt over cold and disgusting blood.”

[hyperactiveimmortal]

Well lookie. What we have here....

“Evil Ed, at your service”

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hyperactiveimmortal:

“Do I look like a damn translator.. fuck.” He tries to read it over… nope. “Yep, no go. Um I have beer.. Just don’t get drunk..” Dear god if he became worse if he was drunk. “A vampire with a soul sounds like the worst thing ever. Have you seen Buffy? I’m fine without it.”

“well you need to have it a go go or no go on your boy toy” he smiled and walked to the nearby fridge. “look kid, I’m not only trying to help ya get a little something, something I’m trying to save the god damn world along with it, and I heard that a vampire like you? can help me.. now you must know something about this demon… or you wouldn’t be out on the streets waiting for something like this your whole life”

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“Save the world? Again are you sure you got the right one, angel?” He shook his head. “Eli would understand if this fails. Um I’m out here to think, not find some demon or go on a life changing adventure! Fine... demon demon... it would be.. I don’t know. Seriously you’re an angel, shouldn’t you know where demons are.”

[hyperactiveimmortal]

Well lookie. What we have here....

“Evil Ed, at your service”

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hyperactiveimmortal:

“You sound like someone that gets it.” The vampire shrugs his shoulders as he looks at the other. “Hmm I will help look but again you assume I can read this.. which I can’t”

“oh really? Than you won’t get your soul back, listen kid I am paying you to understand this so find something would ya?” he stated “on the lighter side of the news I need a beer” ramey walked to the fridge “hey, do you have some better shit than soda pop?”

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“Do I look like a damn translator.. fuck.” He tries to read it over... nope. “Yep, no go. Um I have beer.. Just don’t get drunk..” Dear god if he became worse if he was drunk. “A vampire with a soul sounds like the worst thing ever. Have you seen Buffy? I’m fine without it.”

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self care is drinking 3 pots of coffee and getting into a knife fight w god

[hyperactiveimmortal]

Well lookie. What we have here....

“Evil Ed, at your service”

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hyperactiveimmortal:

“.. I am not scared, angel man. I’m worried about what he thinks of my life choices currently. Give me that and a free meal and I will help you.. doubt I can drink your blood, may get sick.”

“look kid” Ramey sat down to get eye to eye with the boy “if he loves you like I think he does? He wouldn’t care, he would just be happy to see ya” Ramey did nod “alright I’ll give you both, now deal is a deal tell me what this demon besides  the whole stone thing, and where I can find it and how to stop it, I could never translate these things”

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“You sound like someone that gets it.” The vampire shrugs his shoulders as he looks at the other. “Hmm I will help look but again you assume I can read this.. which I can’t”

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friend: how many AU's you want

me: Just fuck me up

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Azriel did not respond immediately; he simply eyed the other with the same guardedly curious expression. Mere silver bars, maybe, but someone had known what they were doing when they carved warding sigils into said bars…and the walls. 

“I’ve known plenty of creatures who preferred to masquerade as something else.” Himself included. 

The second the lock fell, he glanced around the cell, gloved digits flexing. “Open the door, if you don’t mind, and maybe stand back a bit.”

The vampire grabs the bars and pries the door open, ignoring the creak of metal that they gave off. He had escaped easily and had indeed wondered how someone who caught him could assume he’d been a werewolf. 

The younger stepped back from the cage, taking in the odd sigils that were carved into the bars and walls. He partly expected them to have somehow warded him but they didn’t. So this man was not one of his kind.. right? Something else. Ed was feeling he was about to find out and hoped the anger that was surely in the other did not take it out on him. “So what are you than? You say you’ve known other creatures, so it’s safe to assume you aren’t human, especially since you don’t smell like one either”

[hyperactiveimmortal]

Well lookie. What we have here....

“Evil Ed, at your service”

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hyperactiveimmortal:

“… So stereotypical monster..” He looks at the paper, ignoring the idea of Eli. He bit his lip. “Just because I helped others.. I helped them because I knew they had stuff to give in return. Lives are always at stake, angel. I can’t always help my prey out. I’d starve if I went sentimental.”

“If there is any demons that look like that around here, they are in a human body… So I wouldn’t know who to point out. Since no one has been turned to stone yet, guess he is either laying low or planning something terrible. You have yet to give me a good reason to help you.”

“ I did kid, the only thing I can give is for you to see a soul you wish to see, and since the slayer died, I thought you would like to see him, or are you scared to? you look to be scared to see him. but fine name your price.” ramey smiled.

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“.. I am not scared, angel man. I’m worried about what he thinks of my life choices currently. Give me that and a free meal and I will help you.. doubt I can drink your blood, may get sick.”