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"Eh?" Claribel examined the stranger. She was in a rejuivanted form, not looking dead. "How did you..." she stopped herself. "I mean...about one hundred years, dear? We met, pretty lady?"

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“So… how long you been dead?”

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Spider? Where?

Mmmm...

Love spiders.

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"Pardon me, Your Majesty," she bows her head slightly. "But how did you die? I was...pushed into a boiling pot of water. It was painful, I confess. But when it was over I felt nothing. I feel nothing until I am restored like this." She sets her free hand to her chest, "Never mind if I pry. Forgive me."

“Ah, so you will hunch again?” she asks. She remains where she stands, as are good manners. A lady never pries into a gentleman’s business. He may have things hidden that he did not want her to see and she could relate. “Another cursed like myself? Why must we keep dying so many times? I was taught as a child we only died once. And then this happens,” she shakes her head.

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"No way to keep yourself tall?" she asks, taking the glass. She looks into it, savoring the smell before she takes a dainty sip. It has been a long time. She can even feel the warmth run down her throat. "Mmm...How do you revive yourself then?" she asks. She knew few other undead individuals and Ardost was certainly the most interesting. She giggles, "I can feel the wine already!"

“Thank you, sir!” She looks about wide-eyed for a moment, recalling her proper table manners. She remains behind, watching with curiosity as the undead king goes to the cabinet. “Your Majesty looks well too. Your height,” she gestures with her hand above her head. “The tallest I have ever seen,” she smiles. “And your skin too. Have you been eating children too?” she laughed.

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Father Lucifer (Quaom remix) - Tori Amos

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Lame Pun Coon

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Good eeeevening, Mr. Bat!

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"Ah, so you will hunch again?" she asks. She remains where she stands, as are good manners. A lady never pries into a gentleman's business. He may have things hidden that he did not want her to see and she could relate. "Another cursed like myself? Why must we keep dying so many times? I was taught as a child we only died once. And then this happens," she shakes her head.

“I can most certainly!” she reaches beneath her veil and lifts it slowly. “I have just fed and it is like being alive.” She reveals her pale but live face, large dark eyes life-like. She gives a smile.

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"Thank you, sir!" She looks about wide-eyed for a moment, recalling her proper table manners. She remains behind, watching with curiosity as the undead king goes to the cabinet. "Your Majesty looks well too. Your height," she gestures with her hand above her head. "The tallest I have ever seen," she smiles. "And your skin too. Have you been eating children too?" she laughed.

claribelthemad replied to your post: If you can strive not to be tedious, I might be persuaded to share my wine with you.

I have not had wine in ages, Your Majesty!

Why, Claribel. He smiles. I did not know for certain if you were equipped to enjoy wine.

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Reblog if you have a scar with a story behind it.

((Too many to count.))

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Father’s Day, (Creepshow, George Romero) Maquillaje por Tom Savini

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Just fed!

No need for the veil right now.

This is a rare and happy thing!