The sound of things that linger.

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UdA Survival Guide – Forensic Countermeasures

How to survive the True Crime era when your primary feeding method involves leaving saliva at the scene. 🩸🧬

We need to have a serious talk about modern forensics. In the age of 23andMe, rapid DNA sequencing, and a population absolutely obsessed with true crime podcasts, leaving a messy bite mark on a mortal is basically leaving your business card with the local authorities.

If you don't want to end up as the subject of a ten-part Netflix documentary, you need to update your feeding protocols. Here are TUA’s top strategies for avoiding a forensic disaster:

Rely on the "Chimera Effect": Here is the good news about being undead. If you are more than a century old, your cellular structure is a disaster. Your saliva doesn't just contain your original DNA; it is a chaotic, fragmented cocktail of the last five hundred people you've fed on. If a modern crime lab actually swabs a bite mark you left, the results will come back as a bizarre amalgamation of a 14th-century peasant, a Victorian chimney sweep, and a guy named Dave from 2018. The technicians will assume the sample is contaminated and throw it out.

Carry Antibacterial Wipes: Good manners are also good forensics. Always carry medical-grade alcohol wipes or hydrogen peroxide. A quick, polite swipe over the puncture wound when you finish feeding degrades residual DNA and prevents the mortal from getting a secondary infection. It's called being a considerate apex predator.

Pivot to Phlebotomy: Honestly, why are you still biting people in dark alleys like it’s 1897? It is 2026. Take a weekend certification course, learn how to use a butterfly needle, and extract your meals into sterile medical bags. No saliva, no jagged bite marks, no frantic scrubbing. Just clean, professional extraction. Plus, humans will let you do almost anything to them if you wear scrubs and carry a clipboard.

The "Wellness" Cover-Up: If you do slip up and a mortal wakes up asking about the two red marks on their neck, immediately gaslight them into thinking they booked a high-end, holistic micro-needling or acupuncture session. Tell them it promotes "lymphatic drainage." They will literally thank you.

Stay smart out there. The night belongs to us, but the crime labs belong to the mortals.

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For @ravenlotus on her birthday, Part III

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Modern Vampires - Short #18

Anna: "Alysia, please." Alysia: "I didn't say anything!" Anna: "You didn't say anything, but you have had the exact same synth-pop chorus looping in your head for three hours and because my psychic shields are down, I have it looping in my head. Either sing the bridge or think about something else. I am begging you." Alysia: "I don't know the bridge! That's why I'm stuck on the chorus!"

Art by LilithielGames at DeviantArt.

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Bloody cocktail from the Vampire Cafe in Tokyo.

From my October 2023 Japan trip.

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Modern Vampires - Short #17

The absolute worst part about being a dhampir in the 2020s isn't the bloodlust, or the sunlight sensitivity, or the fact that vampires are constantly trying to kill you.

It's that Alysia can't even go to the grocery store without a teenager stopping her to ask where she bought her "elf ear prosthetics" and "sick red circle lenses," and dropping their entire cosplay skincare routine on her.

"They're real," Alysia hissed at a barista yesterday. "Omg, surgical body modification? Slay," the barista replied.

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Gifs for Spooky Season 🎃

World of Warcraft - Revendreth 🩸🐦‍⬛🗡️

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Modern Vampires - Short #16

Vampire: sweeping his velvet cape back, revealing a gleaming, custom-machined hilt at his hip "I have walked the shadows for centuries. I am a lord of the dark side. You cannot comprehend the power I wield." Alysia: "Is that a legacy lightsaber from Star Wars: Galaxy's Edge?" Vampire: "...No." Alysia: "I literally saw you buy that in Anaheim last week." Vampire: ignites a red plasma blade with a loud humming sound "PREPARE TO DIE, REBEL SCUM."

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Ceremonial dagger with sculpted reaper hilt, mid 1800's, Italy

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Mythology Musing - Southeast Asia: The Visceral Undead

The Philippines (Manananggal and Aswang): The manananggal is one of the most uniquely terrifying creatures in global folklore. Disguised as an ordinary woman by day, at night she severs her upper torso from her lower half, sprouting bat-like wings to fly through the night (Ramos, 1990). She preys on sleeping pregnant women, using an elongated, tubular tongue to extract the blood or hearts of fetuses. She falls under the broader category of aswang, which includes various shapeshifting evil spirits, ghouls, and vampires (Ramos, 1990).

Malaysia and Indonesia (Penanggalan and Pontianak): Similar to the manananggal, the penanggalan is a female vampiric ghost whose head detaches from her body, flying through the night with her stomach and intestines dangling below her (Skeat, 1900). The entrails are said to twinkle like fireflies as she hunts. The pontianak is the vengeful spirit of a woman who died during childbirth, a ghost known for her pale skin, long dark hair, and horrific laugh, tearing the internal organs from her victims (Bane, 2010).

Bane, T. (2010). Encyclopedia of Vampire Mythology. McFarland & Company.

Ramos, M. D. (1990). The Creatures of Philippine Lower Mythology. Phoenix Publishing.

Skeat, W. W. (1900). Malay Magic: Being an Introduction to the Folklore and Popular Religion of the Malay Peninsula. Macmillan and Co.

Wikipedia: Manananggal https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manananggal

Wikipedia: Penanggalan https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Penanggalan

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It looks like my Akai keyboard is going to kill me and frankly, it's not that surprising.

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Vampire ateez sinking their teeth into their newest baby fledgling's pretty unmarked neck and claimed with seven bite marks. Possissive freaks.

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Would you look at that neck though.

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❝⠀のどが渇いた吸血鬼 ㅤⴕ ㅤ𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐬 la 𝖓𝐮it⠀⠀𝐈。🦇

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UdA Survival Guide - Beverage Camouflage 101

How to hide your "specialty drinks" in a shared mortal fridge. 🩸🥤

Living with humans is a logistical nightmare, especially when it comes to shared kitchen spaces. You can't just leave a medical-grade blood bag next to their almond milk. It raises questions. It ruins the vibe.

If you want to maintain your dietary needs without your roommate staging an intervention or calling a priest, you need to master the art of culinary camouflage.

UdA Approved Hiding Methods:

The Korean Cuisine Decoy: This is the gold standard for fridge storage. Store your plasma in a large, slightly stained jar labeled "Kimchi Juice" or a tupperware marked "Leftover Dakbokkeumtang broth." The rich, dark red color blends perfectly, and most mortals won't dare closely investigate deeply spiced, savory-looking marinades.

The Artisanal Health Goth: Buy a bunch of high-end, overpriced cold-pressed juice bottles. Empty out the $14 beet-ginger-pomegranate sludge and replace it with your preferred type. Mortals are so used to modern "wellness" drinks looking like literal hemoglobin that they won't even blink.

The High-Altitude Canning Excuse: For those of you living in the mountains or rural areas, take up "canning." Mortals love a rustic hobby. A pantry full of sealed mason jars labeled "Dark Cherry Preserves" or "Spicy Blood Orange Marmalade" provides excellent, long-term cover for your reserves.

The Opaque Travel Mug: For the vampire on the go. Never underestimate the power of a heavily insulated, completely opaque travel tumbler. As long as you complain loudly enough about how you haven't had your "morning dark roast," no one will question why your beverage is a thick, lukewarm 98.6 degrees.

Remember: Plausible deniability is the cornerstone of a peaceful immortal life.

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Modern Vampires - Short #15

Anna took a slow sip of her iced coffee, listening to the ambient thoughts of the neighborhood.

"The strigoi three houses down is having a meltdown," Anna noted. 

Alysia immediately stopped cleaning her daggers. "Is he hunting? Do I need to gear up?" 

"No," Anna sighed. "He's trying to bake. He keeps mentally complaining that high-altitude baking is ruining his peanut butter cookies because the atmospheric pressure is messing with his leavening agents. He's at 4,800 feet and he just burned his third batch." 

Alysia stared at her. "So... no stabbing?" 

"No stabbing. But maybe drop off some extra flour."

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UdA Survival Guide - Surviving the Semiquincentennial (July 4th)

A mandatory safety briefing regarding the upcoming weekend. 🎆🦇

Because the United States is celebrating its 250th anniversary—its semiquincentennial—this year, the mortals are going to be celebrating with unprecedented, terrifying enthusiasm.

For creatures of the night, a summer holiday entirely based around staying out late and playing with fire is a logistical disaster. Several of our senior members actually remember 1776, and frankly, the colonists were a lot quieter.

Here are UdA’s top strategies for surviving the impending weekend.

Evacuate the Suburbs: Mortals will be setting off low-grade incendiary devices (fireworks) in their driveways for at least three days straight. For those of you with enhanced senses, this sounds like a continuous artillery barrage, and the sudden flashes of light will absolutely fry your dilated, night-adapted retinas. TUA highly recommends migrating to a damp, soundproofed basement or renting an AirB&B in the deep wilderness (more on that later).

The Garlic Air-Quality Index: Mortals love a backyard barbecue. What do they put in every single marinade, dry rub, and potato salad? Garlic. By 6 PM on Saturday, the ambient air quality in any given neighborhood will be highly toxic to the traditional undead. Invest in a high-grade respirator mask and just tell your neighbors you have severe summer allergies.

Psychic Shielding is Non-Negotiable: A message from Emma at the TUA helpdesk for our telepathic members: The psychic static of millions of mortals simultaneously drunk on cheap domestic beer and screaming at explosions will give you a migraine that lasts until August. Erect your mental wards by Friday evening, or you will be subjected to the inescapable inner monologues of suburban dads stressing over the internal temperature of a brisket and keeping up with the Joneses.

Please Ignore the "Stake" Talk: We get emergency hotline calls every single year because a fledgling overhears a neighbor saying, "I'm going to throw a massive stake on the fire tonight," and immediately assumes there is a Van Helsing in the cul-de-sac. They mean the meat. Stand down. Put the silver daggers away.

(Image by Jonathan Cutrer on Flickr)

Stay safe out there, and remember: patriotism is fine, but third-degree phosphorus burns take centuries to heal.