Vampire Role-Play (Always Accepting!)

[TinyBeaks]

"I'm not. I have life unending. Blood meals. A life n the dark." Her sarcasm was barely there.

"How can you LIKE being that way?"

 

[DustyDawgy]

"How can you LIKE being that way?"

"Obviously, you haven't heard sarcasm."

 

[TinyBeaks]

"Obviously, you haven't heard sarcasm."

"Oh, who did this to you?"

 

[DustyDawgy]

"I don't know. It was in my sleep." This was not the full story. She did know, but she was turned in her sleep. Although, most of her time with him was not spent asleep... She shuddered, remembering...

 

[TinyBeaks]

"I don't know. It was in my sleep." This was not the full story. She did know, but she was turned in her sleep. Although, most of her time with him was not spent asleep... She shuddered, remembering...

"You're hiding something!"

 

[DustyDawgy]

"You're hiding something!"

"Yes, but children shouldn't know."

(I have to go.)

 

[TinyBeaks]

"Yes, but children shouldn't know."

(I have to go.)

"I'm not a child."

(Okay, bye

 

[SeptemberQuail]

Arabella shuffled closer towards the window, pressing an ear against the thin glass as she listened to the aggressive murmuring from outside. She couldn't see anyone, heck it was too dark to see anything, but she knew for sure that those were voices of someone, but where? No one normally stays up this late at night in the village, except well, herself. Curious as always, she decided to investigate.

After taking a final sip from her glass, she quietly hopped off the kitchen counter and made way for the door, "I won't be out for long, Veronica. Take care of mother and father for me." she whispered to the sleeping ginger feline that was huddled near the fireplace. Reaching up, she swiped at her woolly shawl from the coat hanger and hung it over her shoulders before slipping on her simple black flats. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door, taking a few steps outside before promptly closing the door behind her.

As quietly as she could, she took steps closer towards where the hushed murmurs were coming from, making sure that she took extremely light steps each time. It wasn't until she finally saw two dark silhouettes ahead of her, one seemingly older than the other, yet neither seemed to be old enough to be considered an adult. Arabella made a quick leap towards the flower box that coincidentally stood in-front of her before crouching down, her hands grasping the edge of the flower box as she peered over the flowers to silently observe the shadows.

What if they saw me? What if they're dangerous? No. They couldn't be. I hope they don't see me. I wonder who they are? What are they doing out here? Are they bad people?
All this thoughts rushing through her head.

 

[DustyDawgy]

"I'm not a child."

"How old are you?" Her question was derogatory. She knew this girl was at least three years younger than her.

After the question, Isobel's ears picked up the sound of light footsteps coming towards her. "We have a visitor." She announced. She didn't even bother to look over at the little girl behind the flower box. The Vampire had seen her through the window before she even set foot outside.
"Can you see me?" She called out towards the flower box. "I'm the paler one." A despairing laugh came from Isobel's mouth as she realized she would have to keep from killing not one, but two humans. The scent of their blood was already making her throat burn and her mouth water.

 

[TinyBeaks]

Arabella shuffled closer towards the window, pressing an ear against the thin glass as she listened to the aggressive murmuring from outside. She couldn't see anyone, heck it was too dark to see anything, but she knew for sure that those were voices of someone, but where? No one normally stays up this late at night in the village, except well, herself. Curious as always, she decided to investigate.

After taking a final sip from her glass, she quietly hopped off the kitchen counter and made way for the door, "I won't be out for long, Veronica. Take care of mother and father for me." she whispered to the sleeping ginger feline that was huddled near the fireplace. Reaching up, she swiped at her woolly shawl from the coat hanger and hung it over her shoulders before slipping on her simple black flats. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door, taking a few steps outside before promptly closing the door behind her.

As quietly as she could, she took steps closer towards where the hushed murmurs were coming from, making sure that she took extremely light steps each time. It wasn't until she finally saw two dark silhouettes ahead of her, one seemingly older than the other, yet neither seemed to be old enough to be considered an adult. Arabella made a quick leap towards the flower box that coincidentally stood in-front of her before crouching down, her hands grasping the edge of the flower box as she peered over the flowers to silently observe the shadows.

What if they saw me? What if they're dangerous? No. They couldn't be. I hope they don't see me. I wonder who they are? What are they doing out here? Are they bad people?
All this thoughts rushing through her head.

"How old are you?" Her question was derogatory. She knew this girl was at least three years younger than her.

After the question, Isobel's ears picked up the sound of light footsteps coming towards her. "We have a visitor." She announced. She didn't even bother to look over at the little girl behind the flower box. The Vampire had seen her through the window before she even set foot outside.
"Can you see me?" She called out towards the flower box. "I'm the paler one." A despairing laugh came from Isobel's mouth as she realized she would have to keep from killing not one, but two humans. The scent of their blood was already making her throat burn and her mouth water.

"I happen to be twelve years old!" Willow said, "Who's there?"