Unlife is Strange

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[lxxchofthenight]

“so apparently, someone in this town knows of my secret and I don’t know how to feel about it”

[lxxchofthenight]

"Did I hear something about a vampire?"

“I-I’m Sorry… What?” the Tailor questioned, “I don’t know what you’ve heard, but, the only thing about vampires here is my study about the beings.” 

[lxxchofthenight]

“You mentioned such… Quite a relief you’re not here to do any of those-” He murmured, quickly turning away to Sneeze, accidentally bearing his fangs in the process. whoops-

“ahem- So, this Organization you’re apart of… how does it help the supernatural, and why?” he so very much would’ve liked to end that sentence, with‘it sounds sketchy… I say that because trust isn’t a thing between us. Yet.’ but held himself back. He’s already sounding rude enough due to the fact that the garlic was still out and actively bothering him to hell and back. If he could get through this whole talk fast enough without giving himself away, maybe then she would leave him.

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[lxxchofthenight]

“So... My urge to kill has returned... I’m quite mad at myself for killing three people these past few weeks...”

[lxxchofthenight]

BOLD habits that your muse has | ITALICIZE occasional habits.

Nail Biting | Throat clearing | lying | Interrupting | Chewing on the ends of pens |Smoking |swearing | knuckle cracking | Thumb sucking | muttering under their breath |talking to themselves | Nose picking | Binge drinking | Oversleeping | Snacking between meals |Skipping meals | Picking at skin | impulse buying | Talking with their mouth full |Humming/singing to themselves | Chewing gum | Leg jiggling | Foot tapping |Hair twirling | Whistling | Eye rolling | Licking lips | Sniffing | Squinting | Rubbing hands together | Jaw clenching | Gesturing while talking | Putting feet on table | Tucking hair behind ears | Chewing lips | Crossing arms over chest | putting hands on hips | Rubbing the back of their neck | Being late | Procrastinating | Doodling | Shredding paper | Peeling off bottle labels |Forgetfulness | Running hands through hair | Overreacting | Teeth grinding | Nostril flaring |Slouching | Pacing | Drumming fingers | Fist clenching | Pinching bridge of nose |Rubbing temples | rolling shoulders

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[lxxchofthenight]

“You’ve a rather pungent scent, almost like blood. Are you perhaps a butcher?” jxyful-dxctxr

“Scent of Blood? A Butcher…? That’s a First but I must inform you that I’m not one of them for I am actually a Tailor.”

“Though, I’m curious to Know as to where you got the suspected scent from as I don’t pick it up myself?”

{ @jxyful-dxctxr }

[jxyful-dxctxr]

Thorn leaned into the man’s face with his emotionless stare and still smile. It was as if looking into the abyss, and the abyss was he.

“I can smell it, good sir. No matter how much you scrub and wash, the scent is ever so present. I can even smell the stench of death that permeates around you like an aura.”

He leaned even closer, with that mask of his still staring into the other’s soul.

“Did you kill someone recently…?”

[lxxchofthenight]

"Quite the odd fellow you are..." He mumbled, looking towards the ground for a moment.

”However, I must assure you that I did not Kill anybody. Nor have I committed to such an act ever in my life."

[jcylessly]

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Continued from here: X { @lxxchofthenight }

“Depends on how things carry on in this conversation…”

“…Think of it like a Butterfly Effect. What you say can change the outcome of a story.”

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❝ Aren’t you a ray of sunshine with that phrasing– But you make a fair point. ❞

❝ Honestly, these nights have been getting stranger. I’m just trying to figure things out. ❞  

[lxxchofthenight]

“I choose my words carefully at certain times...”

“Anywho, you mention that the nights are getting stranger... care to explain how?”

[lxxchofthenight]

“Who goes there? Friend or foe?”

“Depends on how things carry on in this conversation...”

“...Think of it like a Butterfly Effect. What you say can change the outcome of a story.” 

[lxxchofthenight]

“You’ve a rather pungent scent, almost like blood. Are you perhaps a butcher?” jxyful-dxctxr

“Scent of Blood? A Butcher…? That’s a First but I must inform you that I’m not one of them for I am actually a Tailor.”

“Though, I’m curious to Know as to where you got the suspected scent from as I don’t pick it up myself?”

{ @jxyful-dxctxr }

[lxxchofthenight]

"Aaahhh hello?! I can't see a thing! Where am I?!" Shouts the Projectionist, it's the same one from before, but where the lens would be is covered up by ink-soaked gauze. Arms outstretched, stumbling around. Blind af. "I'm trying to find my girlfriend!"

“Woah, Woah Hold on there! You're at My Tailor Shop...” Jacob said as he strode up to the friendly creature, “I’ll assist you in finding your Gal in a minute, just, What happened to you?” He added, taking hold of the one’s wrist as a way to ground him, keep him in one place.

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Historical / Fantasy First Interactions

“Excuse me, I am a weary traveller. Is there an inn nearby?” “My apologies, I thought you were my Lord/Lady.” “Where’s the blacksmith? I need the damned blacksmith!” “I hear the Queen has been having a sordid affair.” “You cannot put your horse here, you’ll need to take it to the stables.” “You don’t hail from these parts, do you?” “My Lord/Lady, it’s a pleasure to have you in our lands.” “Have you heard the rumours of magic in these parts?” “I wouldn’t travel to those parts if I were you - dragons hail in those parts.” “My goodness, you look like an elven beauty.” “I’ll have the largest tankard of mead available.” “Do you pledge fealty to the King/Queen?” “Who goes there? Friend or foe?” “Dwarven crafts and wares for sale!.” “I can offer you my sword on your travels - for a price.” “You have not pledged fealty to my King/Queen - therefore you are my enemy.” “It is an honour to welcome a noble from such far lands.” “You there! I wish to hire your sword!” “Healer! We need a healer!” “Wait a minute… You’re no human, are you?” “You practice magic, don’t you? I can smell it on you.” “Halt! In the name of the King/Queen!” “Welcome, clearly the tales of your beauty/strength do you no justice.” “So I guess you’re my sparring buddy for this training exercise.” “You must have travelled from far off lands, I have never seen anyone who looks like you.”

[lxxchofthenight]

“What’s taking Charlie so long to get here.. I’m so... Thirsty-”

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[lxxchofthenight]

“Sometimes I wonder if Werewolves are real...”

[lxxchofthenight]

"Did I hear something about a vampire?"

“I-I’m Sorry… What?” the Tailor questioned, “I don’t know what you’ve heard, but, the only thing about vampires here is my study about the beings.” 

[lxxchofthenight]

The Tailor stepped aside when the lady came up on the stage. There was an odd smell in that bag of hers that slightly bothered him. the scent wasn’t the only reason why he stepped aside though. He was trying to respect personal space.

“Feel Something? Everything feels fine to me…?” He said in a questioning manner. His shop has a calming aura rather than the strange one this visitor is feeling and Jacob finds that odd. then again, he’s trying to lure this woman away from finding out the truth of this all.

Yet, Upon witnessing her pull out the vial and the necklace, his worry only seemed to grow larger, especially since he let loose a sneeze after getting a huge whiff of the garlic. acute senses, both a pro and con of being a vampire.

“Ah- Pardon my Sudden reaction. I’d prefer you not use anything during open hours…” well, that and he was trying not to get hurt from any of it and reveal the secret.

[bluescarfvivi]

“Everything may feel fine to you, but I’ve got this uh…sixth sense sort of thing.” Dealing with so many paranormal characters and supernatural creatures for a long time made her develop a sensical power, one where she could feel strange aura or demonic energy nearby. Here it wasn’t too strong, but nothing kept nagging at her just around this area. 

She turned to the man with a curios brow while he sneezes especially loud. Odd reaction…to something she just pulled out of her bag now. 

“Hmmmm…” The bluenette mused then slowly lowered the vial back in her satchel, but the ring of garlic she placed around her neck. “Alright, I won’t use anything in your store but if you don’t mind me asking I can pull you away for a moment. Just to ask a few questions of course.” 

[lxxchofthenight]

"Alright then..." He didn't dare question it or mention that his senses were heightened in a way. He was already giving off too many clues.

"Oh, and Pardon Me for that sneeze- must've been some stray dust in the air!" He lied, coming up with that little statement on the spot, hoping it wouldn't be too suspicious- wait, why did she keep the garlic out? oh no-

Jacob let loose another sneeze. this isn't going to go over well but he just had to cooperate until she leaves, "I-,Eh- S-Sure thing! The shop is empty right now so I've got time for questions." He gave the lady an innocent little grin.

[lxxchofthenight]

"Did I hear something about a vampire?"

“I-I’m Sorry… What?” the Tailor questioned, “I don’t know what you’ve heard, but, the only thing about vampires here is my study about the beings.” 

[lxxchofthenight]

The Tailor stepped aside when the lady came up on the stage. There was an odd smell in that bag of hers that slightly bothered him. the scent wasn’t the only reason why he stepped aside though. He was trying to respect personal space.

“Feel Something? Everything feels fine to me...?” He said in a questioning manner. His shop has a calming aura rather than the strange one this visitor is feeling and Jacob finds that odd. then again, he’s trying to lure this woman away from finding out the truth of this all.

Yet, Upon witnessing her pull out the vial and the necklace, his worry only seemed to grow larger, especially since he let loose a sneeze after getting a huge whiff of the garlic. acute senses, both a pro and con of being a vampire.

“Ah- Pardon my Sudden reaction. I’d prefer you not use anything during open hours...” well, that and he was trying not to get hurt from any of it and reveal the secret.

[lxxchofthenight]

Mirrors are backed in aluminum now and no silver so of course u would see ur reflection! That old vampire myth doesn’t work anymore ha ha!