Slave Hunter

Henryk Zembocki. 420+. Vampire Resident of Salt Creek

[anton-holtzer]

Another Night| Open

The day had been very uneventful for him, nothing but tons of talking that he had at some point not been able to at all focus on. He was glad to have the night all to himself, so he decided to go out to the diner for a little bit, mostly to people watch before talking a walk through the town. After a moment he sat down, choosing a little bench to place himself on. As someone paused beside him he looked to them, giving them a soft smile. “Wonderful evening, isn’t it?”

[zembocki]

Henryk looked towards the voice speaking up from his left. It had indeed been quite a wonderful evening. He’d just finished hiring contractors for the upcoming renovations to the club, and it seemed that things were continuing to fall into place. “I suppose it is.” he agreed, nodding. “Most evenings around here are though. Salt Creek is quite the place.”

[zembocki]

Sat on a roof top?

Guilty

[zembocki]

Been too honest?

Guilty

[zembocki]

Caught a snowflake on your tongue?

Innocent

[zembocki]

Kissed a picture?

Innocent

[zembocki]

Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have?

Innocent

[zembocki]

Tried to stay away from someone for their own good?

Guilty

[bloodstrings-rp-blog]

RULES: YOU CAN ONLY SAY ‘GUILTY’ OR ‘INNOCENT’. YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO EXPLAIN ANYTHING UNLESS SOMEONE MESSAGES YOU OR ASKS YOU DIRECTLY.

Asked someone to marry you?   Kissed one of your friends?   Danced on a table in a bar/tavern?   Ever told a lie?   Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have?   Ever kissed someone of the same sex?   Kissed a picture?   Slept in until 5pm?  Fallen asleep at work/school?   Held a snake?   Been suspended from school?   Worked at a fast food chain/restaurant? Stolen something?   Been fired from a job?   Done something you regret?   Laughed until something you were drinking came out of your nose?   Caught a snowflake on your tongue?   Kissed in the rain?   Sat on a roof top?   Kissed someone you shouldn’t?   Sang in the shower?   Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?   Shaved your head?   Slept naked? Had a boxing membership?   Made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?   Been in a band?   Shot a gun?   Donated blood?   Eaten alligator meat? Eaten cheesecake?   Still loved someone you shouldn’t?   Have/had a tattoo?   Liked someone, but will never tell who?   Been too honest?   Ruined a surprise?   Ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you can’t walk after?   Erased someone in your friends list?   Dressed in a woman’s clothes?    Joined a pageant?   Been told that you’re beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said?    Still have communication w/ your ex?   Cheated on someone?   Got totally drunk one night and you have an important exam tomorrow morning?   A total stranger treated you by paying your fare?   Got so angry that you cried?   Tried to stay away from someone for their own good?   Thoughts about suicide?   Thoughts about murder?    How about Mass Murder?   Rode in a stranger’s vehicle?   Stalked someone?   Had a girlfriend/boyfriend?   Gotten totally drunk during a holiday? 

[zembocki]

💞

[zembocki]

💞

[whambamthankyoubram]

Send me a 💞  for a gif showing my muse’s feelings towards yours.

[dhorreurs]

To Be Human

[dhorreurs]

“Oh, don’t be so dramatic, Henryk”, the vampire said, rolling his eyes at his progeny. “The house has been sunproved. You are perfectly capable of joining the rest of us around it during the day.” Philippe’s eyes roamed the man’s room. He hadn’t been in there since Henryk moved in. It was always a surprise to see how each of the mansion’s residents changed their rooms to suit them.

Throwing him a pointed look, Philippe added: “I need the sunlight to show this to you. Come on”, he said, beckoning the man over with a wave of his head. “If you are not downstairs in five minutes, you’ll never know what it is.” Philippe offered him a puzzling smile before stepping back outside the room and closing the door behind himself, crossing the house to enter the kitchen and wait for Henryk.

[zembocki]

“But Philippe, my fair skin.” Henryk said, gasping dramatically and putting an hand on his chest. He had to admit, the thought never crossed his mind that the house was sunproofed, that his affliction needn’t dictate his sleeping and waking hours.

He couldn’t deny that his sire’s words piqued his interest, and as the man left he groaned, getting up and crossing the space to the closet. A simple white t-shirt and black jeans would do, taking him mere minutes to dress before he joined Philippe downstairs. “Are you going to show me how to burn ants with a magnifying glass? I already know how to do that.” he said.

[zembocki]

You speak French fluently. You're a masochist. You like dogs.

I’d call that a 50%

[zembocki]

You're good in bed. You like to have fun. You're a messy eater.

Apparently I’m getting predictable.

[zembocki]

likes boys in lace underwear, would kill for a bottle of scotch (doesnt even have to be the good stuff), pisses people off when bored

I’ll give you 2 out of three for that.

[hab1bi-deactivated20180612]

Send 3 assumptions and I'll tell you how many are right

[zembocki]

In one word, corruptible.

Philippe Ballard being 110% accurate about Henryk’s taste in men and women.