#vampirejerry

[vampireadam]

Just dropping by...

* He closed the car door and glanced over his shoulder. Still a few minutes left then before the sun had fully dipped below the horizion. He lit a cigarette and took a few puffs. How very inconvieniant it must be to be so thourly trapped by the waxing and waning of the sun.

By the time he finished his smoke the sun was gone, a minute or two of early twilight had passed and he had folded away his sunglasses into his jacket pocket and knocked on Jerry's door. He would trust Amy to have her fun organizing her hunt while they were gone and perhaps it could be of some other use...

He couldn't stay long, just a polite check in to see how the other vampire was doing before he and Katherine were due at the Louis in New Orleans for their flight.

[abethehunter-blog]

vampirejerry started following you

Another vampire. Just what I needed. 

[ammitthedevourer-blog]

No One Suspects The Quiet Ones ~

*Amy was by herself in the morgure working on the latest person to come in. The man had meet a horrible end. He had his head taken clean off, what looked like possibly an ax. Didn't suprise Amy though seeing the man was really a vampire. A Hunter must have found him.

She finished stitching him up, and was putting him in the cooler when she made sure to hide her cooler in a near by box. Hidden inside was the vampire's heart. A rare tastey treat for her. No one knew who she really was. She had made up the name Amy Marston. A while ago when times began to change, when no one believed in the gods of old. She had once been feared as the devourer of hearts, those who where unworth of a happy enternity. Funny how working with the dead and being seen in your true form while eating can make people believe such strange things. He would enjoy the vampire's heart later when by herself. It remind her for some reason of a type of jerky.

She went to go through his things that would be stored until no longer needed as evidence, seeing he was decapitated made the police believe it was murder, she noticed something in the pocket of his coat.  She pulled out a invitation, it was for a costume ball. Amy smiled, how fun, to bad he wouldn't be going. This is when she thought, 'I haven't had any fun of late, why not attend in his stead. Its not like he'll be making it now.' She stashed the invite in her pocket and put his things away.  Now all Amy needed to find something to wear.*

[vampireadam]

* As Adam thought more about the idea of opening this house again the more he liked it. Soon enough a handful of handymen and lawnscapers appeared, with the instruction that repairs be made, but the age of the old house be left untouched. 

He sent out feelers to the others of his kind. Those who responded, a few stayed. Most wandered about for a few days. Some of them had even tried to attack once he told them who he was. One was sent went through an upstairs window as Adam stood in the frame smiling down at him. 

Eventually thick envelopes were mailed out. There would be more vampires in attendance but most of the local town had been invited as well.

we humbly as you to attend a 

Costume Ball

to celebrate with us the completion of restoration work of the

((random plantation address))

late 19th century costumes please

note; hand written on the back of some of the invitations "assholes will spend their night celebrating in the old slave pit"

((OOC I have this odd feeling that we should meta-game this and I kind of want to tag personal blogs in this just to see it either implode or see how people attempt to be themselves and interact with the characters.))

[vampireadam]

* He left Katherine to her sketches and went back downstairs to the telephone. Informing the parish's bishop of both his and Katherine's request. The old stories of foul juju had unnerved them both and in this swamp of a forest such odd requests were only occasionally uncommon. You simply had to know which Bishop to call and give the right hints that 'locals' had recommend a back woods voodoo priestess who could banish the juju yet you just felt better armed with a Bishop on your side... In some ways he enjoyed have fun with a dying religion. As old gods were abandoned for new ones the religious begun to show their true nature, almost always something closer to vampire than they would ever admit, of course.

He sat for a moment and thought about something Katherine had said. He had heard of the superstition that certain types of vampire could not enter a home without an invitation but as it had never applied to him he had never given it any thought. His homes had always been welcoming to the dead and likely always would be. If Jerry was bound by invitations he could hardly rescind. Perhaps sun lamps and blessed pipes would have to do the job. Not to mention the small armory's worth of weapons he had stashed all about the house and he could always break some furniture .

[vampireadam]

vampirejerry asked you: 2012-07-10 17:45 Hello there Adam.

Yes, Jerry?