“There is... A familiar, and yet ominous, feeling in the air tonight. Something that could send cold shivers down ones spine, and hair stand on end.”
“Could it possibly be...?”

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“There is... A familiar, and yet ominous, feeling in the air tonight. Something that could send cold shivers down ones spine, and hair stand on end.”
“Could it possibly be...?”
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I would hurt you or use you. | you unsettle me. | I dislike you or you annoy me. | I would like to get to know you better. | I pity you. | you confuse me. | I feel indifferent towards you. | I would be friends with you. | I would fight by your side. | I would hug you or hold your hand. | I would kiss you. | I would sleep with you. | I would lie for you. | I would protect you. | I would fall in love with you. | I would kill for you | I respect you. | you are my family. | I don’t know you.
The Count places a chair with a cape on the doorstep. "I am, eh, filling in for the fish tonight," he drawled.
Chair blinked not knowing what to say as he fought the urge to giggle, “I...I see.”
"You were my least favorite whatever you are to me," the Count sent the words to him telepathically.
"Nephew, Dracula I'm your nephew and that's fine because you're my least favorite uncle." He'll only return it with a snappy tone back, he's even huffing and pouting in his mind.
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Victor Frankenstein
11:53 AM dracewluh
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the-count-dracula has been chosen
Red Death leaned against an old gargoyle, watching her new target with interest. He certainly look different from others that she had hunted, and it immediately intrigued her.
Climbing down the building, she hit the street and began following him soundlessly, a smile growing on her face behind the mask.
Alucard and Dracula
It was a cool night. But the vampire didn't care--- he was currently sitting on his throne with his right elbow on an arm, currently staring off into the darkness before him in the dark, damp basement in which he resided in. He saw a flicker of something---- A bat...? ''How'd you get in here, whoever you are?'' He demanded calmly, whipping out one of his guns now and aiming for the other individual here. He could tell a faint outline--- not too far away from him.
the-count-dracula started following you
The man before him was impressive, that much for sure. The embodiment of the archetypal sensuously mysterious fiend. Only a fool would dare not pay him respect upon first glance... the problem was that Marcus was a little foolish, and in his eyes respect was something to be earned. In his mind, he might as well have still been an emperor.
"And what do we have here? How interesting. A good evening to you, sir."