Vamp's hell hole

Vamp | 18 | he/him gay as fuck currently on the Endless Expanse!!! DEAD BITCHES

[dmocs]

@ssendlessexpanse​ cast as screenshots of despair and misc. tumblr posts (1/???)

I’M A HUGE FAN OF THIS GROUP, AND THE PREVIOUS ONE OF COURSE. /waves my foam hand that says #1 fan!!!! anyway,i hope this wasn’t too OOC!!!! and i hope it’s not somehow overstepping any lines!? i tried to include every character at least once!!!! toto ended up there twice because that “microwave hotdog” was just too fitting.

OH AND EXPECT ART SOON. chef’s fingers mwah i love this cast

[ssendlessexpanse]

DO OR DIE | PUZZLE FIGHTER

Dot takes Vamp by the hand and begins leading him out of the Lounge. She looks back to him and smiles warmly for a moment. As they approach, the elevator doors slide open on cue to reveal a single arm chair made of dark wood and red plush. Without a word, Dot motions for Vamp to take a seat.

Well… what other choice did he have?

Vamp sat down in the seat, and as he did so, the arms and front legs of the chair opened. Metal cuffs wrapped around Vamp’s wrists and ankles. He looked around a frantically as Dot laughed and exited the elevator. She waved happily, then—

The elevator dropped.

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[fantasmagoricas]

party boys commission for @rebel-bandit !

[lazyvampirediary-blog]

Third-Degree Freezer Burn

He had gotten too comfortable after the mafia games. He enjoyed playing with everyone and winning his little prize, too. He had slept soundly that night, but now that he was staring down Vi’s corpse, reality had set in.

Still, he felt conflicted. Vi wasn’t exactly the friendliest person out there, and having never seen their face or heard their real voice the whole time, he wasn’t as devastated by their death as one probably should be in this situation. It was only just setting in that Vi was, in fact, a real human and not robot.

Of course, no one really deserves to die, especially not like that.

“W-What the hell? This can’t be happening, right? You’re just gonna stand up and say it’s a joke, right?” 

He clenches his fists and stares down, unsure how to feel, with several emotions swirling through him. He had to keep as much of his composure as he could though. If he was going to investigate the body, he needed to have a clear mind. This was a “game,” after all. The pieces just happened to be human lives, including his own...

Who is he a pawn of?

[pentury]

↑ QUI VIVRA VERRA ↑ OPEN

[lazyvampirediary-blog]

rebel-bandit:

If his guest’s first question was rhetorical, Toto did not seem to notice. The other boy laughed, and so did he.

“Haha! I am?”

Toto’s mind reeled as he tried to think of the perfect game; there was Clue and darts and Twister, all set up and ready to play. Before he could make a decision, a second passenger stepped into view—Toto remembered seeing him at the pier, a time when talking was forbidden. He had noticed Bandit too, looking much the same as he did tonight. There was no better place for the three of them to cross paths again than Toto’s very own Pyjama Party.

“Welcome!” he said with a grand sweep of his arm. His voice was a little too loud, his motions a little too big; Toto was radiating energy.

“I’m Toto! You can shake my hand if you want!”

His coat billowed behind him as he spun to face the rest of the room; there were games in every corner and then some, but which ones did people play at parties like these? Toto looked over his shoulder at the boys.

“Hey … It’s Party Time~! ♪ Get a snack! Choose a game!”

Bandit nodded his head just to confirm that he thought the party host was crazy. At least he’s honest about it!

Hey! Look what the bats dragged in! It’s Vamp! Bandit thought he was a cool kid! How did he end up at a pyjama party with these two? Well, this definitely did get his mind off of things!

Bandit elbowed Vamp’s side, “Nice pants, I guess.” Bandit just wanted to point out his clothing attire. Vamp already announced he was the only one that followed dress code, but Bandit wanted to prove that he noticed it too! Kids like attention and being recognized, after all! Just to show Vamp a little bit more love, Bandit playfully rubbed his knuckles against the top of Vamp’s head.

The attention was quickly drawn back to the host who welcomed himself and Vamp. He just radiates energy! Everything about him seemed a little over the top, his name must be something – oh, just Toto. Toto’s not a bad name. It fits, anyway.

Bandit echoed Toto’s phrase in his own voice,“It’s party time! Toto, Vamp, one of you pick out the game! I can crush either of you in any game you select!”

Whether or not Bandit was good at games, he didn’t want to be showed up my someone younger than him! That’s not cool! He’s got a reputation to uphold!

In the mean time, Bandit walked over to the makeshift snack table and grabbed a tortilla chip. He dipped it in salsa and then tossed it into his mouth.

“Look! There’s comfort food for when you lose!”

Well, Toto was certainly lively. He certainly didn’t mind a party animal, but he didn’t know anyone quite like this. As far as Vamp could tell, he looked a bit older than him, but with his attitude he seemed like an excited child. 

“At the very least things should be interesting with him around,” he thought to himself.

Bandit then proceeded to nudge him in the side and noogie him on the head. He seemed to be a touchy guy, though he was a bit on the rougher end. It gave him a big brother vibe, which Vamp didn’t really mind, but it made him re-evaluate if he found him attractive or not. It’s harder to find someone hot when they treat you like a younger sibling.

“Lose? Yeah right! You’ll be the one eating your feelings after I’m through with you.” Vamp boasted and popped some chips into his mouth. Not only did Vamp like games, he liked to win them.

As far as his options were concerned, darts were probably the least likely for him to succeed at, since he never played before, but how hard could it really be? It might be too simple, though. He was pretty decent at Twister, since he was a flexible guy, and he certainly didn’t mind getting twisted up with other fit young men, but they might find it a weird choice. Clue was a game he got a lot of enjoyment out of, though it could easily be a case of “too soon” given their current situation. Perhaps some other board game? 

“Eh, there’s too many decisions! Toto, you’re the host. You can pick out something, right? I don’t really mind what we play.”

[lazyvampirediary-blog]

[open] Wait a Second

[lazyvampirediary-blog]

eexvi:

You can’t choose it, but you could very well take preventative measures, kid.

Vi steps toward him, pulling the watch out of their pocket. They roll it over in their hand as they walk around him.

“Okay. Let’s say we’re all lions… All rivals…

When threatened, we’d fight back… Chase away intruders… Protect the pride… Of course, that would be if we each had some semblance of control and a pride to fall back on…

Now, let’s change the scene:

A lion, on it’s last legs, no pride or family to run back to… It’s desperate, afraid, and alone…

Ahead of it, are two other lions… One stands a bit taller, perhaps seems healthier, more dangerous…

The other, well, it’s a frail thing… “

Vi circles back to stand in front of him, looking down at their watch.

“… It’s had a hard time on the plains, that much is clear… It’s smaller, it’s weaker…”

They turn, helmet facing him.

“So, the lion could take it’s chances with the bigger lion…. After all, there’s a future risk of that one taking it out…

But, animals hardly take such risks, when desperate… If it goes for the smaller one, that’s easy. Our little lion could take it out, without much struggle…. Just a slash and bite here, and it’s done…

Who knows, it might even be a little stronger after killing it. All that lion knows, is that it’s survived a sure fight…. And it’s claimed it’s prize…”

There’s a long pause, with the helmet just reflecting Vamp’s face back at him. Then they quickly stuff their hands in their pockets and rock back onto their heels, their voice a little lower.

“Of course, we’re not lions or animals. Just people, after all…”

Vamp, after listening to Vi’s little monologue, decided to drop his facade. Clearly, this person was far from normal, as if the constant helmet and robotic voice weren’t clues enough.

“Dude. What the fuck? Have you ever comforted anyone in your life, like at all?” He sounded bored and annoyed, a pretty dramatic shift from his previous theatrics. 

“What do you even know about a murder game situation anyway? Do you think you’re safe because of your helmet or something? You’re the tiniest person on this boat, you know. I’m sure a lot of people on here could overpower you, easily.” 

He peered over at some of the taller and tougher looking people on the deck. Even he doubted he could take them on in a one-on-one battle of strength. Of course, a murder game required more than strength, but it certainly helped if a struggle broke out.

“Or maybe you actually know judo? You a martial arts master or something?” He asked it in a mocking tone, but it could very well be possible. He didn’t really think that he could to provoke the answer out of them, but might as well try.

[lazyvampirediary-blog]

[open] Wait a Second

[lazyvampirediary-blog]

eexvi:

Lucky you, Vamp, someone noticed.

Unfortunately, that someone is Vi.

The sniveling and blubbering draws their attention to the boy, quirking a brow under the helmet. …..Really?

There’s a crackling sound from their helmet, before their voice focuses in.

“…. If you don’t wish to perish, then don’t. Quite simple.”

Vi shifts their weight to one foot, looking up to the sky.

“Also, perhaps not make yourself even more of an easy picking. The lion will prey on the weak gazelle, before the healthy one. They’re not the best runners…”

“Great. The robot wannabe decides to speak and is totally unfazed.” Vamp wiped his face and looks over at Vi. This kind of routine wouldn’t garner much sympathy from them, he could tell. Although, they were attempting to give him advice, in a way. Perhaps they were just socially awkward.

“Y-Yeah, like that’s so easy. I don’t exactly choose if someone wan’t to murder me, you know?!” He tried to move from weepy to just generally upset about the situation. They would probably be more responsive to coherent words than just emotional babble.

“Besides, just because I’m an easy target doesn’t mean I’ll be the first to go, right? Lions also fight off other rival lions they see as threats, to keep them from stealing their turf and pride. The murderer can just kill off some other dangerous looking person...”

[pentury]

↑ QUI VIVRA VERRA ↑ OPEN

[lazyvampirediary-blog]

rebel-bandit:

What’s this? A sign fastened to the glass of the elevator by a crooked piece of tape? Bandit put his hand on the sign, as if touching would help him make up his mind about attending this pyjama party in the game room. Without thinking too much on it, Bandit decided he’d go check it out, but not in pyjamas because people might not find that attractive.

Following the other signs, Bandit finally ended up in the game room. As soon as he opened the door, he was greeted by some wild-looking kid with bubblegum plastered around his mouth. How charming.

“First one here?”

Bandit looked around. This place was set up nicely but still looked a little dead due to the vacancy. Though, that’s to be expected when you’re the first one to arrive at a party.

Bandit must’ve looked uneasy, because Toto asked him about being worried. Honestly, Bandit was more nervous by this stranger than he was about Dot’s prior announcement. What kind of fashion sense is that? Why does his face look like he never sleeps? Being full of emotion is really cool and all, but there is still a limit!

Anywhoo, before Bandit could respond to the other’s questions, he had already pulled out his pocket watch and pressed it. Bandit took a step back. Was he planning to kill him at a party?! …but any worry he has was dismissed since the kid explained that he did it to guarantee their safety.

The lad sighed and then let out a chuckle, “You’re one crazy kid, you know that, right?”

“Haha! Call me Bandit, by the way! What kind of game do you wanna play first, mister what-do-you-wanna-be-called? Or do you want to wait for more people to show up first?”

After sulking about for a couple of hours, Vamp started to get… bored. It was a crazy concept to be bored when you just found out you were on a murder cruise, but no one had really done anything except freak out. Eventually he started to wander the halls alone, a Totally Safe Idea when you could get killed at any moment.

But then again, would anyone even have the guts to kill someone yet? If this was a game, and you wanted to win, you needed time to plan something that you could get away with. It seemed too late for a crime of desperation and too soon for a premeditated murder. Of course, what did he really know?

That’s when he saw the sign by the elevator. A pajama party? It seemed awfully tone deaf considering the circumstances, but he was interested in seeing who decided to do this and why. Were they trying to boost morale so no one murders each other? Seemed naive, but the alternative was a trap to lure someone in and kill them, which would be incredibly stupid.

“Eh, might as well go. What the hell else am I gonna do while waiting around to die?”

He went back to his room, and changed into some pajama pants. He still kept his over-sized hoodie on, as he was still keeping his phone in the pocket, as well as his “Killing Hour” pocket watch. Just in case. 

He followed the signs and made it to the Game Room, where he saw Bandit and the pink-haired boy he saw briefly while boarding. He certainly stood out, but he didn’t actually approach him before, as he had lost the mood to mingle with everyone after talking to Dot. He caught the tail end of his little spiel though, as he was pressing activating his Killing Hour. 

“That’s right… You technically don’t have to kill someone during your killing hour. You can use it defensively as a way of buying yourself a safe hour to do something risky. I should remember that.”

“Mind if I join in on this little party? Although, it looks like I’m the only one following the dress code.” He cut-in and introduced himself to the strange and colorful party host. “I’m Vamp, and you are…?”

[fantasmagoricas]

height chart the sequel!

[lazyvampirediary-blog]

[open] Wait a Second

All Vamp wanted was one thing, and that was to get off the fucking boat. Unfortunately, his primary escape route of jumping ship was closed off even before he could even process everything Dot had just said. 

“Get it together, me. I already thought about this earlier today, and we’re even further away from shore now. And it’s night time. It would have been a death trap out there.” He tried to pull himself together. Of course, it was a death trap in here too. But at least he had a chance of survival on the boat. Jumping would have been a guaranteed death. A drawn-out, agonizing, death. 

“The only way to get out of this situation is to survive, but everyone here is now a potential killer. Who knows what kind of people they really are? I can’t trust anyone here.” 

He thought back to the few people he had interacted with so far. They generally seemed to treat him like a kid, which both labels him as a non-threat and an easy target. People trying to get close to him could be trying to set him up for betrayal.

Then again, he could also use that image to his advantage. At this point, it’s probably better to keep playing the part. Being antagonistic could get him labeled as a killer, even if he wasn’t. In this game, you have to deceive before you get deceived.

He put on his best act, to show everyone how non-threatening he really was.

“K-Killing? N-No way...” He sniffled and wiped his face with his long hoodie sleeves. “Are we... t-trapped here? I don’t- I don’t want to die!” He didn’t want to make too big of a scene. If he overplayed it, it would seem suspicious. He just wanted to make sure the people nearby would notice.

[lazyvampirediary-blog]

First Things First

[lazyvampirediary-blog]

ssendlessexpanse:

“Oho, silly boy! There won’t be any need to contact the outside world once our party truly begins. You’ll be too busy having fun~”

Dot clapped her hands excitedly. It seemed she wasn’t going to budge on this vague answer. 

“There will be no internet or any form of communication to the outside world while aboard the Endless Expanse! If you’re distracted, your dreams may not become a reality… Wouldn’t that be a shame?”

Vamp froze. Because of Dot’s cheerful tone of voice, it took him a second to actually register what she was saying. No form of communication with the outside world. At all. 

“W-What the hell are you talking about? I wasn’t supposed to tell anyone about this place, and now I’m on here and can’t even let people know where I am?! People are gonna think I’ve gone missing or something!”

He angrily shouted at Dot, but could tell she saw nothing wrong with the current situation, and had no intention of doing anything about it. This was just a waste of breath. 

He just turned around and stomped off towards the edge of the deck. Looking over the railing, he saw that they were nowhere near land anymore. It would be way to late to jump ship and swim back. It’s not like it would be smart idea if they were still close to shore either, but it would be suicidal at this point. Maybe an Olympic swimmer could do it, but not him. 

“This fucking sucks. What’s the point of a vacation if know one even knows I’m having it. I don’t even know how long we’re even gonna be on this thing.” He thought, bitterly. “I guess I gotta just find a way to entertain myself and make this trip go by faster.” 

He returned to his room, not in the mood for any more mingling.

[yumigahara-blog]

act I. ~ Amaryllis

[lazyvampirediary-blog]

yumigahara:

Daisy always had a fascination for the stars and their constellations, the stories told about them and all the others in the night sky. Of the bamboo princess, of Altair and Vega, the like. 

She looks back to Vamp, and shows him the paper star she just folded, smiling proudly. She types a message for him on her phone: What is your favorite constellation?

Upon the mention of looking at the actual night sky on the deck, Daisy flinches, looking away. 

The actual night sky… she hurriedly looks to her phone as if to look for something, but then realizes that she has neither WiFi nor signal. Daisy puts a hand to her head, apparently sighing to herself.

She gives deep thought to her reply before she taps on her phone and makes a move to show it to Vamp, but she takes it back and deletes her message, shaking her head. She types a new one:

Is real night sky as pretty as this?

"Favorite constellation... that's a tricky one. I guess I'll go with Orion. You can see it all over the globe, and because of that there's so many different myths surrounding it, though the most well known to us is the Greek one obviously." There were a lot of constellations that had more interesting stories attached to them, but Orion was always the easiest one to spot in the sky when stargazing, so his eyes are drawn to the constellation. 

 He looked over to see Daisy messing with her phone. She seemed to be deliberating about something but he couldn't tell what. She then held her phone up so he could read it. 

 "The real sky? Of course it's as pretty as this, if not prettier! You probably live in an area with a lot of light pollution, but when you're out in the middle of nowhere on a clear night, you can pretty much see all of the stars in the sky! Sure they don't show you the constellations like this, but half of the fun is finding them yourself, right?" He grinned. If she didn't realize how beautiful the night sky could actually look, she was missing out.

[luminescentlumi]

Before the Forum | Prologue [ OPEN ]

[lazyvampirediary-blog]

luminescentlumi:

“Couldn’t agree more, dear.”

Vamp seemed to think of himself as being quite clever, that much was clear. Shame he had already heard the riddle. Looks like gathering data on him was going to have to wait for now. 

“Psychos? Oh no, not little old me~ You, however? Most certainly.”

She giggled as she slid off the counter and approached Vamp slowly. Maybe there was another way to go about it. Let’s see what we can find out about this little blood sucker. Something earlier caught her attention, so why don’t we use that?

“The name’s Lumi, darling. So, they say love makes you crazy… Tell me, do you have any experience in love, little boy?”

Vamp was somewhat caught off-guard by that question. For some reason he didn’t expect her to ask him about that, plus with her naturally playful tone it sounded like something a cougar would say to some young guy she was trying to pick up. 

 “Love, huh? Well I don’t know about ‘true love’ or any of that crap, but I do have a boyfriend.” He pulled out his smartphone and showed Lumi the lock screen. A hairy and muscular young man who looked to be a couple of years older than Vamp was on his screen, wearing the exact same purple hoodie. The hoodie seemed to be fitting the man snugly, while being loose and baggy on Vamp himself. 

 “We have a pretty good arrangement, I would say. We’ve only been dating a few months, but we compliment each other well. As far as if it’s love… hard to say really. Never really cared to much about semantics.” He shrugged and put his phone back in his hoodie pocket. He was pretty attached to his boyfriend, but in general, stuff like love didn’t really make sense to Vamp. Lust he understood, but love was still an alien concept. 

“What about you, Lumi? You have any experience, or have you scared off all of your suitors with murder riddles?”

[lazyvampirediary-blog]

i can't believe judge is fucking dead

[yumigahara-blog]

act I. ~ Amaryllis

[lazyvampirediary-blog]

yumigahara:

The boy takes her flower, and Daisy beams, very happy her impression is wrong. He introduces himself as Vamp, and sits on the fountain close to her.

She points at him, mouthing You, and lightly jabs two fingers at her neck. Vamp, she adds, then nods. 

Daisy takes out her phone, and types in her reply to his question. She visibly hesitates, although it’s just her trying to remember a word.

Yes! The stars are very beautiful. Very peaceful here! You can look up all day, lose in the stars. Study constellations!

Vamp was taken aback by Daisy’s glowing smile. She was pure... perhaps a bit too pure for him. He needed to be careful around her.

“Oh, you study constellations? Nice! I’m in the Astronomy Club at college, so I’m a pretty big fan of them myself.” 

If she studied the constellations, she probably knew even more than he did. He wasn’t really much of a science guy, so he didn’t know much about the physical stars themselves, but he did like the historical significance and mythological tales associated with them. Plus, they were just beautiful to look at. 

“Yeah, it’s really nice in here, but I’m looking forward to watching the actual night sky from the deck! Being out on the ocean, we should have a great view, don’t you think?”

[mrosterhase-blog]

SOS || Ch.1 [Open]

[lazyvampirediary-blog]

mrosterhase:

Clunk. The handle seemed to be stuck. He paused, pushing against the door before trying again, only to be met with the same result. Divine punishment for helping himself without asking permission first, perhaps. 

Realizing his predicament, Judge wiped away the condensation on the door window, breathing a sigh of relief when he spotted a figure roaming about the kitchen. 

“Hello? Oh, over there! Excuse me!”

He knocked against the door, softly at first, but rapidly gaining in speed and volume as he realized that the cold was starting to get to him.

“Ha ha…please…please help me.” 

Vamp was exploring the kitchen, not really looking for anything in particular. Sure, it was a nice kitchen, but it’s not like he was a cook or anything. Actually, now that he thought about it, where were the cooks anyway? The only member of the staff he had seen so far was Dot. Did she do everything herself?

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard knocking and muffled noises coming from the freezer door. He walked over, only to see a grown man trapped behind the door, looking desperate to get out.

“Holy shit. That’s...”

“...hilarious! This is pure gold! I gotta document this.” He pulled out his smartphone to take a picture of the unfortunate man who was freezing to death. 

“Say cheese! Or, should I say freeze?” He laughs aloud and snaps a selfie with the panicking man.

“Welp, good luck in there! Maybe someone will come by and save you!” He waved at the window, then casually walked away...

... until he came back about ten seconds later and opened the door.

“Nah, I wouldn’t do that! Did you think I would really abandon you in there? I’m not that much of an asshole.” 

[yumigahara-blog]

act I. ~ Amaryllis

[lazyvampirediary-blog]

yumigahara:

As of now, the pretty boy’s made a bad impression on Daisy, but she tells herself she shouldn’t assume anything. Her paper flower just remains in front of him.

Before she registers his words, Daisy gently jabs the flower in her outstretched hand forward towards the boy, wondering if he’s just forgetting to take it. She tilts her head, eyeing the boy as if to tell him it’s for him.

When she finally hears his words, she doesn’t understand them. What does a cat have to do with anything?

Cat?

Oh, it must have been an expression. She points a finger to her throat and shakes her head. 

Since she insisted on him taking the flower, he took it from her hands and read it. It was a simple introduction. He also noticed her gesturing and lack of actual speech, meaning she probably couldn’t physically talk. Interesting...

“Oh, sorry about that. I didn’t realize. Anyways, I’m Vamp. Nice to meet you, too.” He tried to laugh it off, as if nothing had happened. He still didn’t know if this was selective mutism or an issue with her vocal chords, but it’s not like it really mattered. 

He thought it was a little awkward to talk to her while standing up so he decided to sit down near her on the fountain. 

“So, why are you out here by yourself? You like the stars?” It would be nice if he found another person who liked the night sky as much as him, but he didn’t want to reveal how much of an astronomy nerd he was. It wasn’t exactly part of his image.