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i just finished up everything over on @rerisin

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also, even if you like the other one, here’s a starter call for michael’s third verse

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here’s a starter call i’ll get to tomorrow night/saturday morning

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HCWTOVOGUE.

        she’s at her usual perch behind the reception desk, with a fyodor dostoevsky novel resting precariously against her spread palm. special guests have been checking in all day, but she does well at masking her excitement  ( albeit how small it may be ). devil’s night has arrived, & the new name upon the trés exclusif roster this year does not go amiss. unfortunately, two & two are not quite put together as this new face approaches the desk –– & she mistakes him as just another guest. it’s only when his invitation is slammed ‘pon the space before her that she recognizes her error. but acknowledgement & displaying it are two very different things.   ❛   receiving assistance is going to be quite a challenge with that attitude, young man.   ❜

                       he  knows  that  she  knows  what  the  invitation  in  his  hand  is  for.   there  was  too  much  darkness  that  surrounded  them  for  her  to  not  be  aware.   she  was  smart ;   she  was  reading  that  book,   after  all.   she  had  to  know  what  this  was  all  for.   being  detained  further  only  sunk  his  annoyance  deeper  into  his  bones.   his  brow  set  very  low  as  he  refused  to  look  away  from  her  eyes.   he’d  been  told,   on  many,   many  occasions,   that  eye  contact  with  him  was  unnerving,   which  made  an  awful  lot  of  sense.    ❝   you  should  know  that  you’re  lucky  that  all  i’m  giving  you  is  attitude.   are  you  going  to  do  your  job,   or  do  i  have  to   make  you  do  your  job ??   ❞      the  truth  was,   he  could  give  her  a  hell  of  a  lot  worse  than  a  teenagers  disposition.   

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CULEBRAQUEEN.

      “—it’s always that obvious, isn’t it?” she senses him just as he senses her, it’d only make sense for two creatures of their stature to know, to be drawn to one another. despite the numerous attempts to move forward with her new life she’s all but given in on being any sort of normal. a few long, fluid steps forward and she’s at his table and sliding in across from him, the expression she dons is a cordial one, the whites of her teeth bared in a smile. “you’ve had more time to fit in then i’ve been afforded, haven’t you?”

                     a  small  smirk  finds  its  way  to  his  lips  at  the  pairing  of  her  statements.   when  a  beautiful  mystery  woman  walks  into  a  bar,   every  head  turns  towards  her.   he  knew  that  nearly  everyone  in  his  bar  was  sneaking  glances  at  their  table.   between  everyone  knowing  who  he  was  &&  that  he  hardly  took  the  time  to  invite  people  to  sit,   &&  a  literal  radiant  goddess  sitting  beside  him,   it  was  understandably  hard  to  not  stare  at  the  pair  of  them.   it  was  easy  to  tell  that  she  was  not  from  around  here.   she,   just  like  him,   was  from  somewhere  else ;   somewhere  much  darker.       ❝   you  think  so ??   i   think  you  and  i  are  on  the  same  page,   from  what  i  understand.   using  a  bar  to  get  what  you  want  from  the  tiny  little  minds  that  enter  it.   ❞      he’s  quick  to  extend  her  a  friendly  smile.   he’s  not  foolish,   having  santanico  pandemonium  on  his  side  at  any  time  is  a  very  good  thing.      ❝   so,   what  is  it  i  can  do  for  you,   diosa ??   ❞

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FLOOREDUNDER.

         bellamy’s running late from football practice again,  but it’s not like she’s complaining about not being crammed in a car with a seventeen year old boy who’s just been sweating his ass off for four hours.  she knows how to shower after cheer practice,  thank you very much, ( that’s why her hair’s still wet ),  and she doesn’t deserve to suffer like this.  she’s seen this kid around a few times before,  has never taken much notice of him,  though there’s no malice behind it ; but right now,  she’s bored,  needs some face time with another human being before she screams.  ❛ i learned every corner of this school freshman year.  gotta know how to get out and where to sneak off to,  right? ❜  

                      eyebrows  raise  at  the  statement.   he  spends  a  moment  to  just  stare  at  her  before  looking  around  their  surroundings  with  a  dubious  look.   too  much  time  on  his  own  has  definitely  made  him  rude,   but  he  can’t  stop  himself.   his  eyes  flash  back  to  her,   his  concern  for  her  sanity  marking  his  face  so  that  it  was  very  plain  to  see.      ❝   this  is  where  you  sneak  off  too ??   why  this  place ??    ❞     if  she  really  knew  every  inch  of  the  building  the  way  she  so  boldly  claims,   she’d  probably  know  a  better  hiding  spot.   at  least,   michael  knew  a  good  handful  of  spots  that  were  much  better  than  this  one.

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things got kinda bad around here, so i’m taking a little break, though not by choice.

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SOULDRAGGER.

                     ❛      and yet you’re acting like one , dear. you are well aware i’m unable to run home with my tail behind my legs. not until i’ve done what was ordered of me. don’t be naive.        ❜

                         ❝   so,   what ??   are  you  gonna  escort  me  to  all  of  my  classes  at  school  &&  growl  at  everyone  who  doesn’t  make  eye-contact  with  me  because  they’re  afraid  of  me  already ??   are  you  gonna  make  me  breakfast  &&  pick  out  my  clothes  &&  help  me  with  my  math  homework ??   hate  to  break  it  to  you  and  the  big  guy,   but  my  life  is  not  exciting.   ❞

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imagine a vampire born in the late 8th century/early 9th century. anglo-saxon type living in the early era of london when he gets turned by the first vampire ever. the two were in love for centuries before she was killed in the 14th century. he lived on for many years, very spiteful before falling asleep for centuries, becoming a myth to the supernatural world until the myth faded into the very background and then he wakes up in modern day feeling better than he ever had before and becomes a rock star. he turns his band into vampires and they take the world by storm, outing the supernatural world, though everyone believes it’s just a gimmick

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flooredunder replied to your post:talk to me about this terrible idea for an oc...

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ur an instigator i can’t believe this

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talk to me about this terrible idea for an oc based on lestat in queen of the damned

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also, even if you like the other one, here’s a starter call for michael’s third verse

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here’s a starter call i’ll get to tomorrow night/saturday morning

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REBEKIRE.

   ❛  well isn’t that a thought.    but i’m afraid there is ANOTHER reason as to why i should know , and that’s because i am his sister.     besides, NIKLAUS has the tendency to go overboard with his schemes. ❜

                     ❝   interestingly  enough,   you’re  not  my  sister.   you  can  be  just  as  in  the  know  about  what  goes  on  between  me  and  klaus  as  my  sister  is.   ❞ 

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THOSEPILLS.

                              “   AT   LEAST   I’VE   GOT   reasons   .   you   just   seem   butthurt   that   he   doesn’t   like   you   .   ”

                      ❝   what,   i  don’t  have  my  reasons ??   excuse  me,   i  hadn’t  realized  you  monopolized  avoiding  tate  for  what  he  did  to  vivien. ❞