Blood Like Wine

Ah, do not look so... shocked, Rogue.

#aroguedeviation

Because seeing too much of t’is world isn’t somet’ing we’re meant to do. I was born human, I should’ve died human and I’m too scared to ram a stake into my own heart, so I remain…

Tch. You lot have been saying t’e revolution has begun for hundreds of years. Get us all riled up and it goes no where.

#letmebeamonster #tw: suicide

I never had to deal with such nuisances as being human. What a tortured existence you must live, all this time and you cannot see why that frailty should be discarded. Suicide is a coward's way out, anyway.

Ah, see, that's the difference. Those who came before had not the stones nor intelligence to get the job done. But I have.

God, I hope they’re at least sort of strong. I could never survive without him. Although I wouldn’t call him much of a lion. He’s more of a really angsty house cat most of the time, unless you catch him on a really bad day….I suppose you’re right though. No one should ever be hunted, not for anything. Honestly, I’ve always just thought everyone should try to get along, but I don’t think that’s entirely possible when everyone is focused on eating everyone else….[Wrinkles her nose for a moment and then pauses] —Oh, god, could you? I’d love that. Don’t have much in the way of money though. With being….dead, and all…..

Hm. That does make sense. Everything evolves, I suppose. Even dead sorts of things…..

I would certainly hope so; not many vampires make it past their early years on weak instincts. Survival of the fittest and what all. An angsty house cat? How... droll. He sounds like my brother, Janus. But of course, no one should be hunted, aside of course for food. One must survive after all, and unlike your dear husband, my ilk must have blood to survive or the madness will take us before death sets in. I would love for everyone to get along, I have extended my hand to other races that mankind has persecuted, but they weren't so accepting of my kind gesture. *A charming smile washes over his features.* Of course I could. Your money would mean nothing, I am a man who appreciates science, this would be a fun experiment to see if it is possible.

Everything evolves because they do not wish to be left behind. It is the truest means of survival.

agameofsouls-archive

Yeah, really intriguing. What do you want?

#agameofsouls #((Hi there. I see you interacting with Mitchell all the time when I'm on my Jubilee account.))

Well, that is hardly a question to ask a man who was simply tending to his affairs when you showed up. I should be asking you that question, now shouldn't I?

((And all replies drafted. I wasn't even expecting to actually do anything on here, just kinda farting around but I think his muse is back and I'm entirely too lazy to actually make a new account. I dunno how active he will be but I will reply to owed responses. If you guys still wanna rp with me, I play a much peppier vampire as well over here, because that's my main rp blog.

Ugh I missed this smug bastard.))

#outofdomain

agameofsouls started following you

Hm. You're not human. Intriguing.

#agameofsouls

lovejorah

LADIES…

[Laughs] That’s what I’ve always thought, but it’s hell trying to convince Mitchell of anything. He still wears hair product from the 50s. He’s not even all that stuck on the past, he’s just stubborn, is all. I miss having a phone, to be honest. Not much use to a dead woman though, not normally anyway.

Mm. He can survive without blood as well. Not comfortably, but he manages. It’s interesting that nearly every ghost I’ve met is mostly the same, but all of the vampires are different from one another. Suppose it stands to reason, but still, it’s a bit of a shock.

He will come around, if his survival instincts are strong. Adaptation is what separates the lions from the lambs. I intend to bring my pride into a new era. One... far more accommodating to their needs and wants It is not too much to ask that our people no longer be hunted, is it? I think not. Hm... I am certain I could find a device that reacts to a more... spirited touch, if you wanted a phone.

That must be truly maddening. My dear, there are many Sects among my kind, all with their own weaknesses and strengths. Much like the humans many of them were once before.

No. We’re t’ieves, liars and murderers. T’is isn’t my future. I was human once, I’ll hold onto whatever I possibly can to remind me of it. I have t’protect t’ose I love, and t’ey are or were human.

I’ll do whatever I can to make sure we stay in t’e shadows.

You hold on to whispers of lives past and nothing more. It is fruitless. Who you were is but a tiny note on what should be an incredibly long existence. Humans are mayflies. They flutter about and die, turning to ash and dirt. Why would you ever want to be that?

We are already in the light, dear boy. Look around you. The revolution has begun.

#letmebeamonster

You know what smart phones are? [Tilts her head quickly] S—sorry. For some reason I just thought you’d be a bit…above all that. My husband’s over 100 and he can barely even manage a text message. You should see it, it’s quite tragic. [She smirks quickly] Oh….well. That’s unfortunate. Dad’s are pretty important. Doubly so if they’re leading things, I suppose….

[She pauses a moment, furrowing her eyebrows] Yeah. Well. He’s got to wear sunglasses, but that’s about the most I’ve ever seen him bother. Not really stereotypical, I don’t think….

My dear, I operate firmly under the belief that progress is a grand thing. Why be stuck with archaic beliefs? It is what doomed my father. It is what doomed my people to live lifetime after lifetime in the dark. Those who adhere to the ways of old are left behind. My second in command runs an entire technology firm. All the pity, they do offer voice to text. But then, you may as well leave a voice mail. *He scoffs* My father was a fool and I will speak none of his praises.

Hm, were mine so lucky.

And when we do, where do we get our food? When everyone is like us, what happens t’en? It’ll be chaos. Wars, famine— We’ll end up killing ourselves.

When an ocean of sharks are left, we’ll eat each ot’er.

I never said anything about turning everyone. I have a clever system really. One that will allow many humans to go about there business as if nothing has changed. But our people, we are taking the governments, we are taking the media, we are taking all facets. Slowly, but surely, the world will be under a Vampire Nation and not even realize it. We are not sharks, we are lions swimming in a sea of zebra flesh.

#letmebeamonster

youkeepmakingtea:

—God, you know, when I turned 22 I thought I was old and cried for like a whole day, but you’re like a billion times my age so now it doesn’t seem old at all….[She pauses, furrowing her eyebrows] Like, for real? Like Dracula from the books and what not? Now I almost regret not reading it in English class….[Frowns a moment] Oh! Well. That must be quite nice. My husband goes out in the sun all the time, makes him quite itchy though. Says it’s just like allergies. Dunno what I’d do if I couldn’t go out in the sun again, not that I can really feel it anymore, but still….

Ah, to be but a babe again. Of course, that was a very different time. No smart phones to bury our faces in to ignore the company around us. That was a joke, of course. Yes, my father was Dracula and he was a very unpleasant man and quite frankly, an inadequate ruler. *He pauses, quirking a curious brow.* Does he now? Tell me more; I'm intrigued.

[Doesn’t want to admit any fears to the elder at the moment, rolling his eyes before he huffs out an answer] It suits me fine. I’m not my curse, it happened to me. So, I make t’e best of it for my family… my friends.

I didn't call it a curse, you did. It is a blessing; you are a member of an elite order. One day our kind will rule this world. Is that not exciting? Think of the possibilities.

#letmebeamonster

Oh. Well. That’s quite impressive, isn’t it. You must be quite old then. Honestly, every time I start to think I’ve met the oldest person I’ll ever come across, someone else rolls in. It’s almost shocking. [Lifts her eyebrows] Romania? Like Dracula? Are you one of the sorts of vampire that can’t go about in the sun?

Four hundred twenty-seven, but I would say I've aged rather well. I am not even the oldest of the kingdom I rule. But where my father lacked, I took and now it is mine. *He smile fades.* Yes. Like Dracula. He was my father. But alas, he is no more. We are all the sort who cannot stand the sun, but those days are behind us. Technology, I find, is a wonderful thing. It allows us to by pass centuries of oppression from the hot sun.