Vampire Queen

Indie Marceline Abadeer from Adventure Time. Read rules before interacting.

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   ♞»   Ever since Shiki moved away ( or rather — ran away ) from home because of a discomforting childhood, he still couldn’t bring himself to dislike his parents. They may have been the sole cause of fabricated lies and blind conditioning, but they were his parents nonetheless. Being the only son to bear the Kurobane name, there was still the possibility of him succeeding the family — something he has yet to agree or disagree to. 

Shiki still agreed to come back to the Demon Realm at least every 100 years or so; give or take. It was fair. And while he still bore the name along with the status of being the only son to the noble family, he would accompany the his parents and elder sister to speak to the ruler of an allied kingdom. 

While awaiting, dressed in full uniform, violet eyes cast over to the direction the voice came from. At first, there’s no verbal response. Social interaction was still a weak point of his, nonetheless. “ … It’s inevitable.” Suffocating in politics, he means.

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With how he answered, she had a feeling that he really didn’t want to be here himself. He looked rather young, to say the least, but he may be older than her by a few years. She carefully shifted to set her bass down and have it lean against the wall, smiling at the male before her. She couldn’t keep being so dull with this man, considering he was probably going to be in there for hours to discuss politics.

     “It’s not always inevitable, but I suppose it depends on your family. My name’s Marceline by the way, daughter of Hunson.”

Mentioning that she was the daughter of such a high political figure was something still a bit odd to her. She always felt as if she disappointed him because she didn’t want to take over his place in the Nightosphere. She just wanted him to be proud. But his disposition wasn’t made apparent in her visage.

     “What are you here for anyway?”

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She loved her father, but that didn’t necessarily mean she enjoyed visiting. There was always the talk of taking over the Nightosphere which always made her rather uncomfortable, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t go without visiting him. However, he seemed to be getting a lot of visitors today, so she opted to just stay near the window of the waiting area as she strummed quietly at her bass.

Her gaze lifted when she noticed someone who looked rather human loitering around the window as well. Most had to wait in line so or else there would be an uproar. That meant this guy was probably going to be waiting a while before he could actually talk to Hunson.

     “It’s gonna be a while, might as well sit down and enjoy yourself before you suffocate in politics.”

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     ⁌ gah, i get it already. i’m getting up so just.. quiet down maybe? ⁍      Matt slid out of his bed, the cool air within the bus hitting his bare chest and making him crave a hot shower.      He glanced over at Marceline again, seeing her floating around in the air again. His eyebrows furrowed;      ⁌ i’m never not gonna be jealous of that. ⁍

     He slid past her and into the small bathroom, not bothering to shut the door since he knew it’d become too stuffy if he closed it.

     ⁌ did you want to go and do something before our gig? ⁍   He asked, turning the knobs to the shower.

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She allowed her hand to set down the bass guitar, hands shifting to rest on her stomach afterwards. She couldn’t help but let out a laugh at Matt’s comment of being jealous about her abilities.

     “Perks of being half-vampire.~”

She chimed happily. Upon him entering the bathroom, she couldn’t help but feel relieved they were band mates and have been for a while. If they hadn’t been then such actions of not closing the door would make her embarrassed beyond belief.

     “I don’t see why not. We have a few hours of free time and we’re going to get to the place early so we might as well.”

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 That sounded like a much better process than his expectations, he can’t help but be somewhat embarrassed from his assumption .

 “ It surely make more sense and is much better soundiiong. I vish to see this little box of sound to make harppu- …om bass vork. “ Even with a speaker plugged in it’s not like he knows how to play a bass guitar or any instrument at that.

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It’s a good thing she always carried an amplifier around just for show whenever she played in public. She shifted to pick up the little box, placing it next to the guitar. She made sure to turn the volume down first so he wouldn’t blast his ears before carefully plugging it in.

     “Go ahead and try.”

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«♏» Write a song? He doesn’t know about that, well he does, and he definitely would agree, but just as long as he didn’t have to say anything or contribute in making a song. His ability in creating a song isn’t something he is confident about, just only playing the music that he finds or given to him.

“I can..are you wanting to now? And are you going to be writing the song yourself?”

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     “Feedback and help with rhyming on occasion would be nice, but otherwise you just have to play along with the rhythm I get going.”

She shifted on her foot, getting ready to head in the direction of her home. She had a feeling he wasn’t going to turn down the offer, and even if he did she wouldn’t mind.

    “I have an electric piano at my house. Does that work for you?”

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The first was a simple coincidence… The second rose doubt, and at the third it was already clear someone was messing with him. Melle was not exactly one to fight or to present hostile behavior, but right now this entity got on his nerves.

“Show yourself, whatever you are!”

The immortal calmly spoke, green orbs scanning the scenery around him.

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Well that  was certainly unexpected. She was used to people asking if anyone was there and continuing to walk, almost running home sometimes. But this one seemed to know that it wasn’t just mere coincidence. She carefully floated down to him, whispering into his ear.

     “And why would I do that?”

She chuckled and quickly moved back in case he were to try swinging at her which would give away where she was.

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“Now how is that supposed to make me feel? I thought we were friends~!” She shouted as she let the other leave. She didn’t much care about it since it belonged to the owner of the house. She giggled once Marceline was gone, he was going to wait a bit till she got to where ever it was she lives before tracking her down. She has no reason to follow here really. She just wants a new toy to play with. She;ll have to bother her at night, after she gets her meal; that’s when she’s at her strongest.

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Once night time rolled around, she was a bit too biffed to actually try and sleep. She had been spending most of the day tending to errands and signing up for gigs, but since she was done with that, all she had to resort to was music. She grabbed her bass, leaning back slightly as she flipped open a page in her diary. Frail fingers began to strum at the strings, a soft voice escaping her as she started to sing some of the words written down.

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Alas she was in need of some extra money so she could keep buying apples. Unfortunately, she didn’t have any gigs booked at this current time, so she decided that maybe her best option would be to try and play on the streets. She went to the nearby park, where only a few people seemed to be residing. She set down a box and sat down on the edge of the fountain, allowing her fingers to strum at the bass and her voice to bellow through her vocal cords. Hopefully someone would help her out here.

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When it comes to sentimental items, Marceline doesn’t think very clearly. If she’s trying to get something or someone back, she will fall for any trick in the book to do so.

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It’s late and she felt like having a bit of fun. Maybe a little prank wouldn’t hurt. Allowing herself to become invisible, she looked for the first lone person she saw, moving up to the street lights and carefully unscrewing the bulbs one by one as they walked.

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     “Whoa hold on, could you say that again?”

She was just minding her own business when she happened to hear this girl say a few sentences that seemed to rhyme. Not to mention they sounded like good song lyrics.

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     “Yeah hi have you seen a diary anywhere around here?”

Her speech was rather quick in pace, apparent that she was panicking she couldn’t find it anywhere.

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Yooooo like this for a starter.

I’ll get to it tomorrow after I remake Marcy’s theme woop.

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Yooooo like this for a starter.

I’ll get to it tomorrow after I remake Marcy’s theme woop.

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The girl chuckled, “What’s the matter dear, afraid of a little demon? I mean, after all, I am just an innocent little girl~” She laughed again, who would’ve thought Marceline was like her. But then again, she is a Rock performer, it was probably pretty obvious. She started walking towards her, she can’t float/fly, but she can track; her nose is incredibly powerful. 

“Attack me if you want, but it won’t help you, in fact, it might even ruin your career forever. Because if you think about it, ‘A wannabe Rock star, beats a 16 year old to death’ makes an interesting news story, don’t you think~?”

She continued to laugh, “You’re probably wondering, how will this ever possibly trace back to you if you kill me? It’s simple, I have eyes and ears everywhere. Just one of the perks of making a deal with the devil~”

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     “You’re freakin’ crazy!”

It wasn’t that she was afraid, it was just that she would rather avoid conflict when she could. She could win this with ease, but she wasn’t going to demolish this kid. She wasn’t in the mood for it at this point. She honestly just wanted to go home. She allowed the bat in hand to burst into flames, only taking a few seconds to turn into dust. Once the dust crumbled to the floor, she went to the door.

     “You’re not a kid, you’re a psychopath.”

She was willing to give her a chance, and that chance was gone. Out the door she goes.

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     Matt rolled over in his bunk, the loud sound of a guitar being repeatedly strummed sounding throughout the bus. The brunette weakly opened his eyes, sitting up so that he could look around the nook his bed was tucked into.      Looking near the back of the bus, Matt could easily see his bandmate playing her guitar, obviously trying to give him a wake up call. He groaned, fishing for his phone to check the time: two in the afternoon. Honestly, he was surprised Marceline hadn’t woken him up even earlier.

     ⁌ marcie, cut it out. you’re gonna bust my freakin’ eardrums. ⁍

     Matt kept himself propped onto his elbows, already wondering if he should just go back to sleep. Their latest gig wasn’t until later, right? He still had time to snooze…

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She really had no idea how her band mate was still fast asleep this late in the afternoon. Hell, she wasn’t even human and she still got up during the day. She understood some people slept late, but she didn’t think they could actually sleep all day long, band member or not.

So, she decided to have a little fun this time around. She grabbed her bass and started strumming at the strings as obnoxiously as she could while also being careful of not damaging the guitar. Once he finally shifted, she allowed her body to float up some, leaning back and crossing her legs slightly.

     “Maybe if you didn’t sleep all day I wouldn’t do this.”

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She winced slightly at the fangs digging into her neck. It didn’t hurt, more like stung ;like two shots. When Marceline retracted her fangs and let out her confusion, the girl couldn’t help but laugh.

“No wonder you smelt familiar~” She continued to laugh, not even bothering to try and get up. Marceline may be strong, but there’s a good chance Kat is stronger, so might as well let Marceline have her fun.

“You and me are the same~!” She continued to let out an eerie laugh at this situation.

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     “We are not the same. I’m not a psycho that ties people up in order to eat them!”

She reached over and grabbed the bat from the floor before getting off of her. She then quickly ran to the other room, grabbing the first red thing she saw and sinking her teeth in it. She drank every ounce of the color before finally turning back to girl, grip still tight on the bat before floating high into the air.

     “Don’t come near me again!”