Wow.
Um, hi.
So... Silas is busy right now. He's just, like, got stuff to do. He told me to give you guys the next few questions. So, like, here I am, to...
Sorry. I'm sorry. I guess I'm kinda nervous. All you folks paying attention to what I've got to say. Heh. I've never been famous before. I've only killed, like, four people. My ultimate aim is to kill 85 people, because then my bodycount will be in the 80s, which is, like, my favourite year for movies.
Silas wanted me to give you these clues all relating to serial killer movies, but I don't like them. I know, technically, I am one, and obviously I'm one of Silas's followers, but... but those movies scare me. So I've changed it, a little, and now all these clues are from 80's movies. Yay! So, uh, I'll begin before Silas comes back and figures out what I'm doing.
First of all, I want you to figure out how many letters in the thing that Goonies never say. Then I want you to multiply that by the year Marty McFly travels back to.
Got that? Good.
Now divide that by the number of letters in the place E.T. assured Elliott he will be.
"Elliottttt..." man, that movie made me cry.
Anyway, once you've done that, subtract the number of candles that Molly Ringwald had to deal with. With me so far? Keep that total.
Now get the difference between the year that we watched Darth Vader tell Luke the truth about his lineage, and the year the Lost Boys slept all day and partied all night. Divide that difference into your total, which brings you to a new total.
Clear? Good.
Now you're gonna have to multiply something. First number is the amount of Ghostbusters there were before they started hiring. The second number... heh. The new Star Trek film has an actor playing Khan with a ridiculously long name. But how many letters in the name of the actor who ORIGINALLY played him? When you have it, multiply those two numbers, and subtract from your total.
Now I want you to find out how many Krptonian criminals turned up to face Christopher Reeve's Superman, how many rules you have to obey if you want to own a Mogwai, and how many times you must say Beetlejuice's name if you want him to appear. Then multiply all those together, and subtract from your total once more.
Oh this is FUN.
How many letters in the missing word: "Bueller? Bueller? ____?"
Subtract it from your total.
How much time has passed for Indiana Jones between Temple of Doom and the Last Crusade? Add this number to what Daryl Hannah was in Splash, and subtract from your total.
And what you get, is the next number.
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*blink*
*blank stare*
*advances into the darkness*
*energy crackling sporadically in my right fist*
*tries desperately to recall which portraits were on the far wall*
*Chione, Dragona, Vivanus, Luciana, Taia, and my own*
*yes, that was right*
Show yourshelf!
Who are you?
*uses the energy to illuminate the far wall*
*and the portraits*
*and the portrait of me*
*with two ragged holes where the eyes once were*
Your actions have been inexcusable. *machine gun still spinning*
Jag: Oh, where's the other one? Did this Artemis tell you to go and hurt people?
How have they?
*props her up*
Sil, look at me.
Enough of the negative energy guys, everyone take a deep breath...and relax
*her blank stare doesn't waver*
*human*
I'm not telling you where the other one is. I like my bows.
And Lady Artemis and I used to hunt demons together. Silente is a vampire. And therefore she is a demon.
*scrambles backwards*
Oy!
*stammers*
Wh-wh-what in the heavens . . .
*the squeaking is even louder now*
*several gray faces, bristling with teeth, poke out of the ragged eyeholes*
Mice: Squeak. Squeak. Squeak.
Bloody hell!
*launches a bolt of energy*
The Mice: *scurry away*
*still squeaking*
Mice?
Mice!
That'sh it and that's all? I thought it was a proper emergency!
*storms back to the elevator*
*furiously wondering why there are mice*
*stops walking*
*there have never, ever been mice*
*not as long as I've been there*
*not even in the days of Anton*
Jag: What about shooting at Viv?
*picks her up and carries her to her treehouse*
Your logic is flawed. Demons and vampires are different beings. Your prejudice clouds your vision.
He was trying to revive the demon.
*remains unresponsive*
*back in the lobby*
*slumps at the desk*
*staring down at the tea and absinthe*
*maybe it's all a drunken dream*
*there can't be mice*
*there have never been mice*
*not ever*
*the wards and sigils stained into the Hotel's foundations prevent such vermin from entering the premises*
*so there can't be mice*
*it's impossible*
*stares at the desk with bloodshot eyes*
*wonders if I'm going mad*
(nogen behage holde mig jeg ønsker ikke at leve på denne planet længere
*Maybe watching the RP*)
(Owwwwwww. She is not happy...)
*goes to stream*
*fills up bucket of icy water*
*tips it over Sil*
Jag: And yet, he is human! You were going to kill a human and you know what bothers me? You don't regret it. You sound like me when I was young. And that's not a good person to be.
(Now then. I would love to remain here, in Blogland. However, it seems that I currently have nothing to do. Does anyone have any thoughts?)
*looks at Inky*
*the water has splashed him as well*
Well I guess if it works.
I am dead. Does that make me a demon?
(Sil has many thoughts, nome of which are about you. Soz. Er...you could...uh...yeah no i got nothing)
*gets soaked*
*shivers but keeps staring*
oops *smiles*
sorry Viv *struggles to contain laughter*
(Is Sil ticklish?)
(Yes.)
(Very well. I suppose I have nothing to do, in that case.
I shall merely relapse into silence, and observe with taciturnity and respect.)
*smiles at Inky*
(I don't know, I like your posts, they give me something to read while I wait for people to respond)
*looks at caba* What exactly are you?
(Great)
*tickles Sil under her chin using her Tail*
(Alas, Vivanus, I have nothing to say.)
(@Inky: yes)
I am Cabader. I am officially wanted by the Sanctuary but I am the person they turn to when there is a problem no one else can fix. Trying to kill me can be problematic. It is not recommended.
*comes back to herself, eyes filled with anger, with pain, and with loneliness*
*growls at Flick out of habit, not laughing*
Fix. It.
*frowns at Sil*
Fix what?
*quietly falls asleep at the desk*
*and dreams of electric sheep, despite not being an android*
Hey, Im the only growler round here *growls*
(*a bomb goes off in the midnight hotel basement*)
You just referred to yourself as a person. You are not a person. You are a dead thing.
*Rolls in to look for her beloved Alastair*
*But she can't find him*
*It hurts not being with him...*
*Slowly walks out again, closing the tab behind her*
FIX IT!
*jumps down from Vivs arms*
FIX IT NOW! TURN ME BACK! FIX ME!
*is trembling*
Fix. It. NOW!
*WAKES UP*
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
*calmly presses the In Case Of Bomb button on the wall*
*the Midnight Hotel sinks into the ground*
*and re-spawns in the tropics, where a thunderstorm douses the fire*
*is trembling violently*
*as if highly caffeinated*
What-
In-
The-
World!
So I turned on my computer to read comments and it didn't help my head.
Oops. :P
I'm smart.
*probably not here*
*wraps his arms around her*
I can't fix it Sil, and the closest Inky can get is to make you a werewolf.
(I think I'll pick up my RP when Loki is back...'I'm going to sleep for the next hour...)
I am now.
(*contently watches the zoo*)
(You have the best bloody timing, I'll give you that, Loki.)
(*a thunderbolt hits causing an electric fire indoors*)
*pulls away from Viv*
No. No. I'm not meant to be like this. Fix it. Fix ME. Don't do this. Get James!
*runs to the clock in the upstairs hallway*
*adjusts it*
*the Midnight Hotel begins to re-locate to its original location*
*in the dark, dark, dark forest*
*runs back down to the lobby*
*runs to the elevator*
Elevator: *plays relaxing elevator music*
Elevator Doors: *finally open*
*rushes into the basement to check on the damage*
That is impossible, Silente. You're human again, get used to it.
*tilts head at Chione*
I am a person. You do not have to be living to be considered one. You have a machine gun a few centimetres away from your face. It is not a good time to start debating whether I am a person.
((Hunter: You possibly have to find another vampire.
How does a vampire become a vampire again?
Biting, I know it's biting, but saliva? Something in the fangs? Does this stuff in the fangs go out of date?
*considering catching a vampire and ripping out their fangs and bringing them back to Silente, but maybe they only work when they're still fresh, he doesn't know*))
Steven: *Appears beside Loki, a sadden expression on his face*
Sorry 'bout this.
*He teleported Loki into the dark room he was on before and left*
Thank you. I saw some comments then I pretty much refused to comment, simply in anger that I cannot even enjoy a few moments with you, without someone trying to kill us.
*lunges at Blake, planning to throttle him*
You are not a person. You are a walking corpse.
*eyes glowing scarlet*
((Ok, telling Viv that you want James...that hurts))
*steadies her*
Sil, you are meant to be like this. You weren't born to be a vampire.
(Hey Hunter! How is your author?)
*relatively no damage*
*all Blogland oil paintings are bomb-proof, after all*
*runs back to the elevator*
*listens to relaxing music*
*runs back into the lobby*
*runs to the fire extinguisher cabinet*
*runs to the electrical fire*
*AGGRESSIVELY EXTINGUISHES*
*Catches Silente by the throat, holding her at arm's length*
Attacking me as you are would be plain old stupid.
(Ah, c'est la vie.)
I could make you a wolf, but the first few changes are random and painful, and I don't think I should. Im...glitching in someway
((Hunter: I'm not even going to reply to that, Dragona.
God, talk about favouritism.
Never mind how I am, oh no.))
(*hugs Annika*
*and Star* )
*sighs* This is quite boring.
I am no corpse. My physical form was lost somewhere in France.
Goodbye.
*leaves Chione alone*
*swings her legs, trying to kick Blake where it hurts*
YOU!
((Hunter: Seriously. Do vampire fangs have to be fresh?
Or you can just stay human, fine by me.
*it isn't, really* *he's bored*))
(Hunter - then how are you and your author?)
*lets out a sigh of relief because she knows she wouldn't have been able to avoid the bullets at that range*
*wonders what to do now*
*sees Blake, and his visor glows orange* *lifts himself off the ground using the fire and flies at Blake*
*runs to the elevator*
*listens to relaxing music*
*runs into the basement*
*AGGRESSIVELY EXTINGUISHES*
*shakes fist in the air*
What is happening to my Hotel!?
It's almost as if a kitten on a gray carpet with a red background has it out for me for some reason!
. . .
. . . nah.
*runs back to the elevator*
*The projection of Rose, shackled to the wall filled Loki's room. She was halfway through talking*
Rose: -realises you've pulled this bloody stunt again, he will kill you. And I'll be beside him.
Rose, darling, he can see us now. He can see your pleading little face. He shall see every moment of your death.
Rose: Ha. Ha. You're so funny, you idiot. I'm not going to die. He's not here. You just want my reaction. And I'm not going to give you one!
*The siren was beside her in a flash. A silver tool, a knife perhaps, tapped Rose's neck*
You're willing to do such a thing when you are here and your child is at the house, alone? Possibly freezing to death?
Rose: You won't hurt them. Loki is coming for me right now.
*The siren laughed and nodded to something in a dark corner. An image appeared, slightly hazy, of Loki. He was staring at her, horror in his eyes, his hands shackled together*
Rose: Loki....
Jag: *lands behind Blake sighing*
I just had a word with your wife about this.
Violence isn't the answer.
*smashes his fist into Blake's skull*
Viv: *takes out his knives*
Also, attempting to have a vampire bite you so you can turn once more would be rather painful for that vampire, I made sure to leave enough of my power in your veins to melt anything unholy that touches you.
(*as soon as she gets into the elevator a grey kitten comes out and relieves himself on her most expensive rug*)
*A shield of light erupts around Blake and Silente, cracking slightly under Jag's fist but holding*
Vivanus told me it would be foolish to fight you, but I believe it to be the other way around. I have absolutely no desire to harm anyone any further so please walk away.
*has tears in her eyes*
Reverse it Blake! REVERSE IT!
*coughs*
excuse me a moment
*walks away and goes behind a tree*
*pain shoots through her, contains a scream*
*slashes at tree furiously*
*falls to knees, panting*
(*Is way too sad she's already written her death*
*Quite a few times...*
*In many different ways...*
So, to make things clear, Loki is seeing Rose, actual Rose, while she is seeing a completely made up thing of Loki...)
*runs out of elevator*
*runs to the glass case on the wall*
Glass Case: BREAK GLASS IN CASE OF KITTENS
*breaks the glass*
*takes out an ax*
*runs to the rug*
((Hunter: @Dragona: Nope. Too late now. Action-consequence. Ask her on email if you're that bothered. If you're not, it's clearly not important.
Hi, btw.))
*mid-flight - blades extend from its wrists and flies into the shield of light as fast as possible*
Alastair.... :,(
*would never let her silver bow get broken, jag snapped one of her ice ones*
*jumps back into the trees and to Silente's treehouse*
Pathetic, you think not I care? You are all beneath me, you cannot kill Rose, you cannot get any reaction from me. Kill her, torture her, but it will be a wasted effort, you mewling quims.
How do you expect me to reverse an exorcism? It's not like I can shove the vampire back into your blood.
((Hunter: *looks at Silente* Also too late.
Well, when you're dying of old age, try to remember I could have revampired you for you.))
(Ok Hunter - the Reapers could just HAPPEN to return. And try to indoctrinate you en masse. And you know how you reacted to it before, don't you? :P)
*The shield expands quickly, forcing back Cabader and Jag*
Honestly, do you people ever listen? I don't want to hurt anyone.
*emerges from the tree, breathing heavily*
Sorry... about...that...
FIX IT BLAKE!
*hyperventilating slightly*
Take back the holy shit you put in my veins! Please, I'll do anything.
*The siren grinned at him, able to see his true reaction beneath the façade*
With your blessing...
*Rose smiled reassuringly at the image of Loki and smirked at the siren. Then she cried out as the knife entered her side. Her face twisted in pain*
Laufeyson, I do believe I ought to tell you something. You cannot escape. I have created symbols around this room, specifically so you cannot enter, and those shackles around your wrists... Oh, they stop your magic.
*A devious grin at Rose* I'm going to cut you're little heart out with your lover watching. It shall be glorious!
*The siren picked up something else from the wall, a whip, and cracked it across Rose's face. The Mage cursed loudly and swore at the siren. The siren only laughed, picked up something else, and broke her nose with it*
*stabs his blade into the shield* *fires his machine gun into it*
*flees the Hotel*
*collapses onto the grass outside*
*frantically clicks the fob on my keychain*
*beep beep*
*the Hotel locks itself and sinks into the ground*
*lies sprawled on the grass*
*breathing heavily*
*wondering what in the world happened to my Hotel*
*and mentally tallying up my dry-cleaning bill*
((Hunter: *could possibly reverse an exorcism, but let's never mind that*
@Dragona: . . . Yeah, it's not nice.
I'm fine, thanks. My author has a headache, but other than that she's fine. It's not THAT bad, either. She'll live.
How are you?))
*Misses him a lot* *Hasn't really had a lot of opportunities to see him this summer, and now...*
*Fate's awful to her*
*Curls up in a little ball*
*sees blake, Sil, jag, viv and caba*
*watches, not approaching yet*
*holds her silver bow*
Anything? Never come near my family again. Do that and you can be as vampiric as you like.
*His shield still holds strong, pulsing occasionally as it strengthens its self over and over*
(I'm fine, thank you.
Mwhahahahahaha blackmail. :P)
(I dedicate this page to alcoholic ginger beer.
And to the hope that Star's headache will get better.
And also to Shaun of the Dead.
And skittles again.
And Cheddars (the biscuits), because they're nice.)
(You are a fan of Shaun of the Dead?
Then I, sir, am a fan of you.)
(nothing beats Cornish scrumpy XD)
*doesn't show any emotions on his face, actually anything at all*
But...Chi...
*her eyes are wide*
Shes my sister...
Is she? I thought you two had a little "discussion" about that.
((Star: My friends love Shaun of the Dead . . . I'm sure B knows most of the script and her and C try and quote through things exactly correct in the lunch queue sometimes. :P
Also - thanks. :) It's getting worse, but the lack of screen brightnees helped. :P))
*pushes self to a sitting position, there on the grass*
*looks around, a little bewildered*
*hears noises of combat, and sobbing*
*and flashes of light in the midst of the dark forest*
*decided to leave her bow in the hollow of the tree*
*jumps, just catching Silente's porch and pulls herself up*
Hello.
*shakes her head*
She might not think of me as her sister but she will ALWAYS be mine..
((Hunter: @Dragona: Yes, blackmail is cool.
*nods approvingly at him* *he seems quite intelligent*))
*It continued like that for another hour or so, until Rose hung from her restrains, her head lowered as far as it would go. Her whole body was either bleeding, swelling, broken, or bruised. Her voice was hoarse from her screams*
Rose: Loki...
How pathetic! You are still calling to your lover... Oh, how he shall love this.
*Rose's jacket was torn off and part of her shirt, the part above her heart was cut away. The siren cackled as she cut a ragged hole in the skin over her heart.
When her ribs were exposed, her whole body went limp. She had lost too much blood to stay conscious*
Have you given up already? Ah, I wish you could see Loki's face...
*The siren glanced at the projection of Loki and beamed. She picked up a pair of rusty wire cutters and snapped Rose's ribs from her sternum. The siren pulled them out and dropped them to the floor, revealing Rose's shuddering heart*
You see, Loki. This is what happens when you kill a siren. He was my brother. He had chosen his meal and you killed him. Now I shall kill his meal and take her heart for a trophy.
*grumbles* I wish my sister was still alive
*stands up*
*brushes self off frustratedly*
. . . Nothing seems to be going right for me, today.
*grumbles* I wish my sister was still alive
:/
*Looks around, observing*
...
:'( *Cries*
(*hugs Adra* :(
Good ded, Dragona. :) )
((Hunter: :/ Oh, don't cry, Noelle . . .))
*looks at Chi*
Even if she hates me...
*sets off at a brisk walk, strolling towards the sounds of sobbing*
*wonders about potentially obtaining a form of transportation to use in times like these*
*something more than a traveling hotel*
*doesn't look at Silente*
*looks anywhere but*
*The siren was starting to get annoyed with Loki's reaction. She found herself rushing, trying to make Rose's last moments more painful*
*The last part of Rose left when the siren touched her heart. She grabbed it tightly in her hand and pulled, tugging the arteries out from her chest*
Loki, is this not a glorious purpose? To kill the love of a god? To make the god suffer? *A chuckle* Oh... It was definitely a glorious purpose, avenging someone and angering a god. You are free to leave. Steven shall return you to your home.
*The teleporter appeared in the projection, laid a hand on Loki's shoulder, then vanished.
The siren looked at Rose with a smirk on her lips. She popped her jaw and started to eat her, from the neck down*
No wonder my brother chose you... You are delicious...
*The siren found a small shriek escaping her lips. She looked at her hands as they started to disintegrate to charred flesh and fall to the floor. It moved up her arms and her legs, to her torso and eventually, her head. With her final moment, she looked at Rose, only now seeing the symbol etched into her neck. It was glowing a bright blue*
(Aaaaand, that's all I have. That was really morbid... And strange, but it's over now and the siren is dead, hahaha!)
Please Blake, take the holy stuff away. I..i..
*takes a deep breath*
I will do anything, I'll leave forever if i have to..except for lose complete contact...please.
*stops walking*
. . .
*lies down quietly*
*so tired*
*so very tired*
(Annika - Shaun of the Dead is awesome. I'm watching it now. :P
Star - you're welcome. :P
Hunter - I know how to blackmail you now. :P)
Does she think I am going to find her? No. *goes and calms down the twins*
*-everyone seems busy-*
*leaves silently*
*goes to cottage*
*spots a photo of her dead family*
*emotions boil over*
*smashed the photo onto the floor*
*crashes onto bed*
*mumbles into pillow*
why did you have to get murdered?!
Hunter: @Dragona: *looks at him thoughtfully* Okay.
Fine. This is going to hurt. A lot.
*He grabs her head with one hand, glowing palm on her forehead. The holy power in her veins is ripped free, rushing up through her to Blake's hand. After a moment, he pulls back. A small scar in the form of a cross is left on Silente's head.*
There.
*keeps looking at Chi*
*she doesn't care that Chi disowned her*
*or that Chi killed her*
*or that Chi probably hates her*
*she loves Chi as a sister, and that would never change*
*eyelids flutter closed*
*time for a nap*
*here*
*on the soft, spongy grass*
*falls peacefully asleep*
*light*
*sounds*
*hot, wet rain lashing down from a stormy sky*
*sprays across a glassy windshield*
*glassy eyes stare out into the world*
*a pale hand taps the steering wheel restlessly*
*light*
*sound*
*and somebody whistling*
((Hunter: Scars of crosses are for amateurs. *mutters*))
Sorry..
*falls onto the floor, blinking*
Th-thanks.
*hugs Blake*
Thank you.
*The siren fell back to the ground, dropping Rose's heart as her body disintegrated. Steven was waiting by the door, waiting for his command to vanish. When it did, he entered the room, kicked the siren's ashes away, picked up Rose's heart, an teleported both it and her body to where he had just placed Loki*
Steve: I'm sorry about all this. It wasn't up to me. She got her hooks in me and I couldn't shake it. Ad I don't know what to do with her...
*He layed Rose gently on the ground, placed her heart on her chest, an vanished*
*Shrugs her off*
This doesn't mean I forgive you.
*With a blinding light he's gone*
*eyes flash with anger and looks at Silente*
*her eyes are glowing Crimson, burning into Silente's very being*
*smiles shakily at Chi*
*deep breath*
*exhale*
???: You talk a lot of shit, you know.
*pale hand*
*tapping the steering wheel*
I beg your pardon?
???: See? It's that.
You talk all high-and-mighty, like you're better than we are. You're not.
I like words.
???: Stoppit.
*pale hand*
*tapping the steering wheel*
*rain pours down in sheets*
*sheets*
*bedsheets*
*white bedsheets fluffed up and spread on a bed*
Like this.
The Manager: *nods*
Alright.
I know how to dress a hotel bed, now.
The Manager: There's a lot more to learn, about managing hotels.
*someone is still whistling*
*turns quickly and jumps back into the darkness, grabbing her bow along the way*
*jumps from tree to tree, making her way home*
*turns quickly and jumps back into the darkness, grabbing her bow along the way*
*jumps from tree to tree, making her way home*
*realizes moping is not her style*
*sits up and slaps herself n face*
*forces a smile*
*picks up broken photo frame*
*starts making cakes*
*swallows*
Bye Chi..
*jumps from her tree house*
*she has a job to do*
*goes into the roots of her tree*
Astrid!!!!
Astrid: Oh my....*kneels down beside Rose, placing her heart inside her chest* I know not...
Help her. Now.
Astrid: I can. *passes her hand over Rose, muttering something as the wounds inflected upon the mage heal* I can revive her, I need you to carry me home, but I can.
Do it.
Astrid: *works to revive Rose, slowly losing energy*
*tilts head*
I am going to kill him.
*lights*
*sound*
*whistling a tune*
*tap-tap tap-tap on the steering wheel*
*thousands of lights in a cityscape*
*thousands of people*
How long do you suppose we'll be waiting?
???: *shrugs*
Forever, maybe.
*eats a potato chip*
I'm tired.
???: Oh, really?
I've grown disillusioned with the universe as of late. It weighs on my shoulders like an albatross, like-
???: Shut the hell up.
*shuts up*
*tap-tap on the steering wheel*
I'm bored.
???: Uh-huh.
So dreadfully bored of this place.
???: Yeah, sure.
He may leave me the Hotel, you know. After he's dead.
???: He won't be dead for a long time.
*whistling*
*lights*
*sound*
*tap*
*Taps Cabader on the shoulder*
You are going to try.
*Another flash and he's nowhere to be seen*
*Her heart slowly fixed itself and started to beat, very softly and awkwardly. Her lungs filled with fresh oxygen and she cried out, her had reaching for nothing*
*thinks a moment*
How do I...
*all the vampires hated her, none would change her in their right minds*
*sighs*
*unless she made it worth their while*
*can't just kill Silente again*
*She would need to kill Viv first, then take out Jag's wife before she healed him. Then jag. Then Silente*
Astrid: *falls to the ground, not at all going to move for a while*
Rose! *kneels beside her cradling her*
((Hunter: Of course, Silente. Of course.))
*puts freshly baked cakes in the bin*
*sighs* I had no one to share them with anyways
*summons dagger*
Ive been down a lot lately, I need some sort of deterrent...
*swipes dagger lightly over stomach, drawng a little bit of blood*
*She nestled into Loki's arms, sobs tearing a her lungs. Her heart was still struggling to beat. She latche onto him, never wanting to let go ever again*
Loki... Loki...
*opens a portal and steps through*
*newly changed vamps is what she needs*
*and that's what she'd find*
*time to visit an old friend*
((Oh by the by, that cross scar is going to be a big no-go for most vampires.))
Shhh..*runs hand through her hair, tears escaping, held back so not to give the reaction the sirens wanted* I have you now.
(As if the symbol already forced onto her head by the vampires wasn't.)
((Just sayin <-<))
(I'm a little confused about how Silente was made human again.
Vampires aren't demons or evil spirits.
So they shouldn't be able to be dispersed by an exorcist.)
*She manage to open her eyes and frowned as something wet dropped onto her face. She reached up, almost shocked to see tears on his face. She pushed herself up weakly to kiss them away*
She's... She's dead now...
*opens a new portal and steps through*
I need your help.
*winces as the figure blurs, slamming her against a wall and snarling in her face*
Please...
V:What happened to you. What's with the cross. And why did you come here.
(I apologize. My computer glitched and I vanished.)
I know, I just could not stand to see you dead. *keeps her close, kissing her on the lips*
(@Dragona: Blake basically purified her blood and forced it right out of her veins. It's a rather complicated process that I'm not going to take the time to break down for you.)
Vik..I need your help
V: *takes a deep breath in* *stares* You're...human?
That's why i need your help.
V: *lets her go* You mean like you helped me when you left me for dead?
Yes. Like that. Please?
V: Explain what happened.
I've grown weary of this place.
???: *laughs*
I'm tired. So very tired.
Why did the world become this way? Why could it not have stayed the way it was when I was young?
???: The world was shit when you were young.
No.
No it wasn't.
There were pretty clothes and prettier words, and dark houses with darker secrets.
*lights*
*sound*
*tap*
*tap*
How many people will I have to kill, do you suppose?
???: Frankly, I don't give a shit.
Yes, yes.
You're quite right.
I don't give a shit either.
*wakes up*
*is still lying*
*alone*
*on the grass*
Well... I'm alive now...
*She kissed him back, still half-sobbing*
Don't let me go, okay? I want to be here. Right here in yor arms for the rest of my life.
(caba, did you not watch any old vampire TV programmes or movies? Vampires are demons. They are affected by the crosses. They used to be affected by holy water, sun and garlic. You are wrong. They are demons.)
*sits, dazed, on the grass*
*and it all comes flooding back to me*
*everywhere, they are getting their hearts broken*
*they are falling in love*
*they are losing their lives*
*they are fighting their wars*
*and what am I doing*
*I am*
*a Hotel*
*manager*
*falls onto back*
*looking up at the sky*
*hot tears sting my eyes*
*but I blink them away*
*caring is not an advantage*
(Hullo Em.)
(Greetings, Emerald.)
You are my queen, and one day we will rule this realm together. The twins are calmer now.
hey Em
Wanna come to my place for a party? everyone else seems busy
Long story no time. Bite me.
V: I'm sorry what?
I don't want to be human. Turn me back please V. You know that I'm not suited to human life.
V: Hold on, you've been given a second chance and you want to THROW IT AWAY?
Vik come on, I cant survive as a human. As a twelve year old!
V: Why. Why get changed again?
(Blake - I didn't see you asking Silente if turning her character human was alright.
Also: Well, I have time for you to explain it. :) )
*the Midnight Hotel flows up around me*
*leaving me lying on the floor of the lobby*
*like the end of every drunk night I've ever had*
I'm not sure if I'm in the mood for a party Inky, not really sure how I'm feeling tonight.
But thanks for the invite anyway.
Promise Loki? Promise me.
*She looked at him sternly for a moment before relaxing into his chest*
How are they...? I ought to have been there... I had Leif when he grabbed me...
*She looked around Loki's shoulder, trying to find them*
no worries *smiles*
Because I'm meant to be a vampire!
V: No, you aren't. No one is.
Vik please, do this for me and i can take you to the guy who fixed me, ask him to fix you.
V: You could?
I could. Please..just..fix me so her can fix you.
V: *looks Sil up and down* ...
Please..
(That reminds me...
DONT FORGET THE REQUIEM BALL, GUYS! SEPTEMBER 1st!
(*old Sil bursts through the hotel doors and hugs Clara* C! You're okay!)
They are asleep now.
((Sigh. Msd.))
*lies on floor*
*tired*
*so tired*
*begins to count secrets, instead of sheep*
*goes to local pub*
*goes t bartender*
I am going to drink so much that I vomit before I even start to feel drunk, so keep them comin!
((Okay, Loki.))
*She smiled up at him, pulled his face down to hers and paused before her lips touched his*
Good... You're a good father...
(Ah, the finest bar in all the world be the bar of Trippington Castalan, so I be told.)
*sits on a tree branch in the clearing, looking up at the night sky*
(Please enjoy today's random kitten:
／|、
（ﾟ､ ｡ ７
|、 ~ヽ
じし(_, )ノ
Thank you for your time.)
Thank you. *kisses her, gently*
V: ..No.
No?!
V: You heard me. I said no. I wont turn you Sil.
But...But!
V:No. Live. You have a chance now. Grow up, grow old, have kids. Master sigils and build up muscle. Chose a discipline. Go! Have fun!
*She kissed him back*
You're wonderful. Your fiancée is a life saver. Your brother is a king. Your sister is a queen. Stupid Asgardians get all the fun. What do I get?!
*She grinned playfully up at him*
I get the best man in the entire world.
*The book hit the shelf behind Lorcan as he ducked. Casha was standing on the other side of the room, breathing very hard. She was angry.*
Lorcan: *Loudly whispers* You're being a selfish bitch right now, you know that?!
Casha: I'm a new mother, I don't know what I'm doing.
Lorcan: And you think I do??!!! You walked away from her the other day, leaving her to starve while you threw a hissy fit in the toilet. It's lucky I was able to get her to feed from the bottle.
Casha: Don't, Lorcan.
Lorcan: Don't what? Call you out on what you're doing right now? Since we brought her home, you've just refused to have anything to do with Ariana. What do you expect me to do Casha, let you away with this behaviour.
No! I-I cant! If I'm not a vampire I'm no one!
V: No Sil, the vampires are no one. You, you're Ashlea Crimson, vampire slayer. You are brilliant and you have been given another chance. Don't waste it.
Vik! Come on, stop screwing with me. Fix it.
V: No Sil. Find someone else.
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