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moved the blog but you didn't hear that from me

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Chat I'm gonna make this a stand alone blog stand by...

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GOD FUCKING DAMNIT. He really doesn’t want to kill Elias. He’s only encountered the kid a couple times, but he was nice enough - fuck. Nothing’s ever fucking easy, huh?

THICK BROWS FURROW at the mention of Thomas. He didn’t kill his fiancé, clearly, but he’s also not here. Leon wants to ask about it but something about it feels too tender - he’ll come back to that later, maybe when Elias isn’t so fucking hungry. He can tell that he’s starving by the way he holds himself, the way he claws at his own skin, like he’s ready to implode if it means he’s satiated.

“YOU HAD ANYTHING to eat yet?” He’s pretty sure he knows the answer, but it’s worth asking, just to be safe.

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Big brown eyes set on Leon and then look down and away as fast as they can. Hunger in his gaze is only matched with misery at this point. The question itself only served to fuel that misery. He thinks maybe Leon will kill him, no matter how he answers.

Silent tears roll down his pale and nearly hollow cheeks.

"no." His tone is tired, exhausted. "i-i don't... want to hurt anyone."

Even if it kills him, it seems.

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LEON’S JINXED HIMSELF with this one. He’d heard reports of a fledgeling vampire that needed handling; he’s handled older and meaner, a newborn won’t be that bad. He didn’t even bring Tar with him this time, that’s how goddamn cocky he is about this hunt.

HE FINDS THE wretched thing as quick as can be expected with a vampire that doesn’t know what to do with itself quite yet; he keeps his distance, watches for a moment to see if it hears him and blindly attacks. That’s what gets them - the insane hunger they haven’t quite tempered yet.

THIS ONE DOESN’T do that, though. It turns and looks at him, and an easy hunt suddenly turns into a very difficult one. There’s a long-suffering sigh that releases from the man before he tugs his gaiter back down to his neck, and lowers his hunting rifle too.

“WHAT THE FUCK, Elias - what the fuck happened?”

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Elias's eyes, brown and almost too big for his face, are bloodshot. More pressingly however, is how hungry they are. There's fear, too, a sharp and intense fear, but above all else it's the hunger that's most prominent.

He swallows.

Arms are wrapped tight around himself, nails digging past his jacket and into his skin. He swallows again, trying to quell the hunger that's ever aching in his gut, and once more to force the tears that want to form away.

"...thomas," he almost gasps out the word, shifting from foot to foot, twisting and bowing slightly then standing upright again, clinging tighter and tighter onto himself. He's so hungry it hurts, he's so hungry he's going to go insane. "someone... wanted to get back at him, i guess."

Nothing more is said. Elias wraps a hand around his jaw and squeezes there instead, desperate for any sort of distraction.

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Beyond, Beyond, Beyond (The Crane Wives 2024 Album) roleplay memes. Change pronouns, etc, as needed. Part One.

Scars

"I'm not the person that I thought I was."

"I couldn't tell you where the ache came from."

"It's raining in my head nearly all the time."

"It's raining in my head and I don't know why."

"It couldn't stop me from becoming the way that I am."

"I don't know why."

"God knows you tried."

"It's inevitable that I end up with scars."

"I'm trying to come to terms with what you've done."

"I'm still burning like a tire fire deep down inside."

"Was I born with a hole in my heart?"

"We were always meant to fall apart."

"Nothing could have been done."

"Is that right?"

"We were fucked from the start."

Bitter Medicine

"Somebody take my keys, I'm in no shape for driving."

"I made my bed, but I'll sleep anywhere."

"Are you ashamed of me?"

"Did you buy what I'm selling?"

"I bite my tongue to keep the worst of the words in."

"It won't hurt nobody but me."

"I think it's making me sick."

"Don't look up to me, I'm not as tall as you think."

"I talk big game but it's bullshit."

"Somebody clean me up."

"The pain is weak, but it spreads anyway."

Higher Ground

"From where I'm standing I can't get a clear line on the future."

"Should I head for higher ground?"

"Something's happening, it's out of my hands."

"I gave up the truth and now I can't take it back."

"I can feel the earth shaking underneath me."

"Am I in danger or am I the threat?"

"This wasn't my plan."

"I didn't want to hurt anyone."

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@smcrtcss // plotted

The look he wears is more weary then wary. The unfortunate truth is that Elias recognizes Leon, because Elias is remarkably good at remembering faces. Always has been, even before his unfortunate... Rebirth. Elias looks at Leon now, unsure if Leon remembers him, or if that would even matter.

It hadn't mattered for Thomas.

Undisguised misery coats every feature Elias has. His hunched shoulders, his expression, the way his arms wrap around himself in attempt to soothe.

"i'm sorry." He whispers, taking a shuffling half step backwards. "i haven't- i don't- i."

Elias wants to plead his case. Wants to do anything to keep himself alive or... Undead? Instead he just lowers his head and gives it a tiny shake.

[wastheheart]

"No, no, it's fine." Her reply is sure even if she's not. She knows she can't leave him out here by himself, not amongst moss and rocks, but at the same time she's not entirely sure how her coven will feel should she bring him back... So, in the meantime, she sits next to him.

It takes a moment to process that he doesn't smell human; then another moment to understand that he's like her. Or some variety of vampire, at least.

Esme thought this life would be the most difficult thing to adapt to, but it's been the supernatural in general that causes her head to spin. Every time she thinks she's up to date, there's another revelation. Part of her envies how simply mortals have it to consider such myths.

"Where would you go to, anyway?" she asks, her voice soft like the trickling of a nearby stream. "Forgive me for making assumptions, but I don't think you're particularly familiar with this area." She offers a tentative smile, one that reaches her eyes and asks him to take a moment to breathe. "Do you need somewhere to go? I don't live far from here."

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Elias wipes at his eyes, sitting himself up a bit more fully in an attempt to look a little less pathetic than he actually feels. It takes him a moment, just as it took her a moment, to understand that he's not dealing with a human here. He looks at her, soft eyes still wet with tears but no longer actively crying.

"i... don't know the area." He agrees, letting a soft sigh pass his lips. He doesn't know where he would go. He'd only been wandering around in the most isolated spots he can manage, hopeful that he doesn't run into hikers like he had today.

His brow furrows. He understands, at least a little bit, what she's offering in the sense that he doubts she lives by herself. Most vampires... Most of them had others with them. It's more than an offer of a place to stay, in other words. He swallows.

"i... don't want to. um. impose."

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@velvetpill // continued

Elias looks on Jasim with a timid, reproachful gaze. His hands shake, his body feels alien to him even now, even still. Everything is different now. There's no reversing it, Elias knows this, but it doesn't make it any less painful. Any less terrifying.

"no, i... knew about vampires already." He mumbles, voice revealing the true extent of his exhaustion. Then was it that he could starve? Truly starve into something that went beyond undeath? Maybe it was something else entirely. Maybe it was only that someone was trying to help him at all was the part he had trouble believing.

His eyes turn downwards towards his feet. His voice remains soft, apologetic even.

"i don't want to hurt anyone."

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Reanimator (1985 film) roleplay memes. Change pronouns, etc, as needed. Part Three.

"[Name]. Look out."

"You can't be serious!"

"Help me get him up!"

"Every moment we spend talking about it wastes us precious time in results!"

"We can bring him back to life!"

"Find my serum!"

"This is a dream."

"I'll show you."

"Welcome back to life."

"Damn that bitch!"

"What is it? Are you alright?"

"He's trying to speak! The recorder!"

"He started ranting at us. Rather irrationally."

"I'm calling the police!"

"It's shock. Don't worry."

"What else could they believe? The truth?"

"He knew what happened to him!"

"It is up to us!"

"It's just a weak solution. So I don't have to sleep."

"I need it. Please?"

"Give it to me."

"Now. We must make our plans."

"He can't hear you. Or see you."

"It's a one way mirror."

Is that absolutely necessary?"

"I know how difficult this must be for you."

"You must trust me."

"I don't want to know. Just help him."

"Please. Please let me talk to him."

"I'm going to take care of him."

"I'm going to find out what happened to him."

"The neck is broken!"

"He's clearly dead."

"I've never seen anything like it!"

"What are you doing here?"

"I've been waiting for you."

"What did you do to him?"

"It was horrible."

"He's not insane. He's dead."

"I don't have to talk to you!"

"You can leave now."

[narrativeobsession]

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Examples:

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Reanimator (1985 film) roleplay memes. Change pronouns, etc, as needed. Part Two.

"You haven't done this on people?"

"You will help me!"

"Do you agree that he's dead now?"

"I'll show you. Then you'll help me."

"In the brain?"

"Of course."

"Don't expect it to tango."

"Birth is always painful."

"It was dead!"

"God, it's morning already!"

"The police had to tear him away!"

"I think we should have a little talk."

"I've seen it!"

"I think you're being blinded by your emotions."

"It won't do any good."

"Don't you understand what he's done? What we could do?"

"He won't have anything to hold for us!"

"You still don't believe what you saw this morning?"

"He's a maniac! He may even be a murderer!"

"For your own good, he'll stop you!"

"No, no, we can't do that."

"Oh... Yes. We can."

"Meatball?"

"Just put your shoes on!"

"We're going to get caught!"

"Oh well, what will they do? Embalm us?"

"Here's your meatball."

Oh, god, he's rotten."

"Malpractice...."

"Yes, I think you!"

"It's almost perfect!"

"No! We do not have time!"

"Start the damn recorder!"

"Cause of death... Um... What?"

"Heart failure!"

"He loves me! We're getting married!"

"I've seen the same thing happen with medical students before!"

"It isn't working! Let's get out of here!"

"No!"

You'll do as you're told!"

"He failed! Not I!"

"Grab him!"

"Open up the door!"

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Reanimator (1985 film) roleplay memes. Change pronouns, etc, as needed. Part One.

"Of course he's dead. The dosage was too high."

"You killed him!"

"I gave him life."

"Your optimism is touching."

"A good doctor knows when to stop."

"I didn't mean to scare you."

"I didn't know anyone else was here."

"What were you researching?"

"Death."

"I know your work. Quite well."

"I think that violates one of my civil rights."

"He has too much integrity for that."

"I startled you."

"Does this building have a basement?"

"I have my things outside. Shall I move in now?"

"You'll never even know I'm here."

"Do we.... Have a deal?"

"Done."

"There you have it. The human brain."

"I suggest you get yourself a pen!"

"How can you teach such dribble?"

"I thought I was rented a private room!"

"I was going to show you."

"What happened?"

"He hated you!"

"I did not want to stink up the place."

"Cat dead, details later."

"That is none of your business!"

"Garbage to garbage."

"Get out of here!"

"Get it off of me!"

"I can't seem to focus."

"The theory is not new."

"I've conquered brain death!"

I need you to help me."

"You're hard working, you're bright. Everyone respects you."

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revised pinned post includes muse info blurbs!

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thinking of doing tiny blurb bios for the muses here. usually i like big docs with lots of info but... 1. i am lazy and 2. this is my lowest key blog and i don't wanna do that much work for it WEH

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PROMPTS FOR THE MORNING AFTER *  adjust as necessary, nsfw implied

this... isn't my bed.

i'll make us breakfast.

wait, how long have you been here?

did you stay the night?

you're so beautiful like this.

did i give you that hickey?

don't get up. stay right here.

kiss me again.

nice bedhead.

are you... wearing anything?

this was a bad idea.

i've wanted to do that forever.

did you enjoy it?

i did a number on your back. sorry about that.

is this your shirt?

maybe you should go.

i had a great time.

if you stay, i'll make us coffee.

i shouldn't have stayed over.

come back here. please?

i've never been like that with anyone before.

there's a bra on the ceiling fan.

did we... actually...?

we could do it again, if you want.

you made me feel... incredible.

was it... okay?

you look beautiful in my bed.

what do you remember?

was i too loud?

you can borrow my shirt.

i guess this makes us more than friends.

this can't be happening.

i could spend the day just like this, right here with you.

is that a hickey?

this was just for fun. it doesn't mean we're together.

this wasn't supposed to happen.

should we talk about it?

what time is it? i'm late for work.

how long have you been awake?

i remember... everything.

we should do that again sometime.

i think we cuddled.

that was the best night of my life.

what parts do you remember?

why don't you stay for breakfast?

was it good for you?

the sex was great.

how do you like your eggs?

are we still friends?

sorry, i've got morning breath.

i'd really like to keep seeing you.

i'm glad i invited you in.

finally... fucking finally.

please don't leave the bed.

don't make fun of me if i walk funny.

this doesn't mean anything.

my friends are never going to believe this.

i don't even know who i was last night.

no one's ever taken care of me like that.

let me help you clean up.

maybe we should forget this even happened.

i'm just going to... leave.

you said some wild things last night.

you're wearing my shirt.

maybe we could make this a regular thing.

am i blushing? i'm blushing, aren't i.

where did i put my glasses?

your clothes are in the living room.

i need a shower.

your hair's a mess.

you make a great pillow.

i thought we agreed this would ruin our relationship.

did i do something wrong?

we were pretty loud.

do you want me to leave?

i asked you to stay the night.

i bet your neighbors hate us.

stay like this.

well, that's one way to bounce back.

what about round two?

don't let go of me.

why don't you join me in the shower?

we can't keep doing this.

we're fucked, aren't we.

how long have i been asleep?

i tried to keep feelings out of this. i really did.

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semi-plotted starter for @narrativeobsession / @narrativecontinuation (Elias)

When the forests become a refuge, one becomes familiar with the sounds the forests make. The way the leaves rustle as the wind moves through the trees, the gently babbling of a stream. The bird song is usually Esme's only company, although now and then she hears the bellow of a deer and the scrambling of squirrels.

What she isn't used to is the sound of someone crying.

Immediately she can't help but think that perhaps someone has been attacked. In her earliest days, Esme had drained the blood of unfortunately timed, lone hikers. The crying causes her to worry that perhaps—if it is the work of a nomad—that they haven't finished the job. Perhaps they were disturbed while feeding or, more disturbingly, perhaps they had endeavoured to turn them.

Unsure either way, Esme can't help but go against her better judgement and follow the cries.

And there's the source. She can't help the way she's relieved to not smell human blood... at all. And then, despite the boy's obvious upset, Esme can't help but wonder if she's run into a nomad after all. He doesn't seem much of a threat as he lies against foliage.

"... Excuse me..." She cringes. In all honesty, it seems better to let him cry it out. No-one enjoys being found like this. "Are you alright?" Obviously not, but what else is Esme supposed to say? "You're not exactly what I expected to find out here."

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It's been miserable. The past two months, nothing buy misery, heartbreak and pain. It's all come to a head here in the woods for Elias Graves. There had been a hiker, and in his desperation to heal the ache in his very being he had almost attacked them. He's managed to hold himself back but only barely. It was getting ever more difficult to hold himself back at all. He just knew if he could... Could fix himself of this he'd be able to go back home.

Although his senses are heightened to an almost painful degree, he doesn't hear Esme approach. He's too wrapped up in his own misery, curled up on the ground and sobbing his poor little unbeating heart out. It isn't until she speaks that he notices her at all. He coughs, takes in a sharp, shaky breath and tries to hold in another sob. He manages, but tears still run freely down his cheeks.

"...sorry." He's not sure why he says it, it just seems like what he should say. "i. um. i can go?"

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@guarrds // plotted

Head is on the table. Elias's eyes are shut. His head is pounding and it's disquieting not to hear the blood pounding in his ears. He used to get headaches like this before... What happened. And he'd hear the blood in his ears with each throbbing spike of pain that ran through his head. Now it's silent. It hurts, but it's silent.

"what?" He mutters, his mouth unbelievably dry, his voice raspy. He doesn't raise his head. "what are you talking about?"