#koukol

[shuaida233]

[mangledpuppet]

jonas my beloved

[paarthursass]

tanz der vampire + text posts (3/?) (insp)

[jonahuhn]

I forgot I have a part 3 for this, so uh, have fun?

The days flew past. You both talked. You talked a lot to each other.

You told him about your parents, why you always sit outside at night looking at the sky and showed him the two stars you dedicated them. He told you how it felt like living as a vampire.

He was shocked at first, at how you reacted. You weren't scared. You didn't hate him. It was the first time he found a human willing to spent time with him after his secret was out.

You were glad about his company. He made your days better. You were curios about him and wanted to know as much as possible. Wanted to accommodate him as best as you could.

And so you tried your best. You found out that he can eat. Not much and only certain things but he could. And you used that to your advantage.

One night, after the sky changed it's colours and he had to go back, you did not go to sleep like you usually did. You stayed up and worked in your kitchen, trying to find a recipe that his digestive system would be able to handle.

You mixed a lot of herbs together and worked with what he told you he was able to eat, without feeling violently ill afterwards. You stayed up the whole day, cooking and baking until you heard a knock on your front door.

You checked the time, almost midnight already. You've worked the whole day without getting a wink of rest. The exhaustion finally made itself known as you went from your kitchen to your front door, opening it and smiling up to the blonde.

He was holding a small bouquet of flowers in his hands and with a sheepish smile, he handed them to you.

"I am sorry for being late, my angel. I saw these flowers blooming in our garden today and I had to pick some for you. They reminded me of you.", he said, a faint red dusting his usually pale cheeks.

You smiled at him and stepped aside, to make room for him to enter but he did not move. He just looked at you.

Your face fell, then you realized. You had forgotten one crucial thing. "You may enter.", you giggled, silently, "I am very sorry, I forgot." Red now spread across your cheeks and you casted your eyes to the floor.

He stepped through the opening, closing the wooden door behind him. One of his hands were softly placed underneath your chin and he gently guided your face upwards.

"There is no need to feel embarrassed, my sweet. You merely forgot, it happens to everyone.", he whispered, smiling.

You just stood there, lost in his pretty blue eyes. You closed yours for a second, letting the sensation of his cool fingers underneath your warm chin pass through you, enjoying this feeling.

You felt yourself smile and you opened your eyes again. "Please, follow me, I have something for you as well."

You led him from your small hallway to the kitchen, where you had prepared the meal for you two to share.

"I made sure everything is edible for the both of us. I had a few recipes that I have used and made some of my own as well. I collected them and made a little book for you, so you can try and make them for you and your father if the hunger gets to bad."

He just looked at you with wide eyes. Took every word you said in. He couldn't help but smile and he wanted to say something, but he waited until you were finished with speaking.

"I used some of the herbs I grow in my back yard, they should help a bit when it gets too bad. I can give you some of them as well, I have to much for just myself. I sincerely hope you like it."

You nervously played with your hands, your eyes cast to the ground once again. You didn't dare meet his eyes, in fear of having overstepped a boundary you weren't aware of.

Until you felt arms hesitantly wrapping around yourself. You stood there for a second, shocked, until you slowly wrapped your arms around him as well.

You burried your face in the soft fabric of his shirt and listened to the soft rumble that came from his chest as he spoke.

"You truly surprised me, I do not know how I could ever thank you."

You felt his lips on the crown of your head and you melted more into the hug, still listening to his soothing voice.

"I am truly at a loss for words, it feels like every word coming out of my mouth would not nearly be enough to explain how I am feeling. You are wonderful, my angel, truly too good for this corrupted world."

You smiled, slowly breaking out of the hug. "I stayed up all day to prepare this meal for us. Would you join me? The blanket is already outside, as well as some wine, we just need to bring the food out."

He couldn't help but smile as well. You were just too sweet to him. He nodded and took a few plates in his hands. "I would love to join you.", he spoke following you out through the back door, into the small yard behind your house.

You placed the plates on the blanket and sat down, the vampire doing the same. You silently ate, occasionally looking up at the night sky.

Somewhere around 4 am, you found yourself with your head in his lap, his hands gently playing with your hair.

You smiled, you really enjoyed his company. Your eyes felt heavy and you allowed yourself to close them, falling asleep in the process.

You did not notice how the blonde slowly picked you up and carried you inside, placing you in your bed and tucking you in. You were fast asleep.

[hinter-dem-spiegel]

Transylvanian Coffin Race Team

Noch ein Design. Diesmal mit Koukol.

Ich war in Stimmung ;)

Wie immer auch hier zu bekommen:

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Momentan gibt es sogar Prozente :)

[cuntvonkrolock]

if tanz der vampire was a movie (yes i know it's based on a movie, i mean if the musical was a movie a la rocky horror) i would absolutely kill for a muppets remake where the only human character is sarah

[missedstations]

“Necromancy for the Bitter” - Brian Koukol

I planted a coast live oak seedling in the front yard today, not with my own vestigial hands,   but through the sentinel, pallbearing palms of an able-bodied surrogate.

I can see it now, six inches tall and stolid against the gentle breeze— a pittance of cupped, spiny-toothed leaves dangling from a stem curved in proud contrast to my corrected scoliosis.

Long after my ventilator is sent to palliate another among the unfortunate dying and my lungs are but dust on a slagged pair of Harrington rods, the little oak might be a three-foot whip, battered but not broken by the ephemeral desert breath that creeps over mountains named by the Spanish for some saint that never kept their end of the deal.

If drought holds off for a year or three and my oak escapes the quirks of fate, one day it might spread and thrive until its carpet of jagged leaves bloody the bare feet of a child or passing Pomeranian and I live again through their pain.

[paarthursass-writes]

ngl i am very excited by the koukol content this fic is gonna have

[pococurantesupremediety]

Necromancy for the Bitter

Brian Koukol

I planted a coast live oak seedling in the front yard today, not with my own vestigial hands,   but through the sentinel, pallbearing palms of an able-bodied surrogate.

I can see it now, six inches tall and stolid against the gentle breeze— a pittance of cupped, spiny-toothed leaves dangling from a stem curved in proud contrast to my corrected scoliosis.

Long after my ventilator is sent to palliate another among the unfortunate dying and my lungs are but dust on a slagged pair of Harrington rods, the little oak might be a three-foot whip, battered but not broken by the ephemeral desert breath that creeps over mountains named by the Spanish for some saint that never kept their end of the deal.

If drought holds off for a year or three and my oak escapes the quirks of fate, one day it might spread and thrive until its carpet of jagged leaves bloody the bare feet of a child or passing Pomeranian and I live again through their pain. (X)

[loitcretaceous]

Draft.

Graf von Krolock and Koukol.

[thelittletsarina]

Holiday Gifting Day 3

Day 3 of 5 features some Tanz der Vampire audios with Steve Barton as our lovely Count!

Steve Barton (Graf von Krolock), Cornelia Zenz (Sarah Chagal), Aris Sas (Alfred), Gernot Kranner (Professor Abronsius), Eva Maria Marold (Magda), James Sbano (Yone Chagal), Anne Welte (Rebecca Chagal), Nik Breidenbach (Herbert von Krolock), Torsten Flach (Koukol) October, 1997; Vienna || Notes: 'Uncut' version. From early in the show's run before any cuts were made.

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Steve Barton (Graf von Krolock), Lyn Liechty (alt Sarah Chagal), Aris Sas (Alfred), Gernot Kranner (Professor Abronsius), Eva Maria Marold (Magda), James Sbano (Yone Chagal), Anne Welte (Rebecca Chagal), Harald Tauber (Herbert von Krolock) 1998; Vienna Soundboard audio

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Steve Barton (Graf von Krolock), Marleen van der Loo (alt Sarah Chagal), Alex Melcher (alt Alfred), Gernot Kranner (Professor Abronsius), Jens Janke (Yone Chagal) September 20, 1998; Vienna Highlights

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Steve Barton (Graf von Krolock), Misha Kovar (alt Sarah Chagal), Alex Melcher (alt Alfred), Jens Janke (Professor Abronsius), Eva Maria Marold (Magda), Peter Farber (Yone Chagal), Harald Tauber (u/s Herbert von Krolock) January 16, 1999; Vienna

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Steve Barton (Graf von Krolock), Cornelia Zenz (Sarah Chagal), Alex Melcher (alt Alfred), Jens Janke (Professor Abronsius), Eva Maria Marold (Magda), Peter Farber (Yone Chagal), Harald Tauber (u/s Herbert von Krolock) January 17, 1999; Vienna || Notes: Final show for Alex Melcher and Steve Barton

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[colleyuriko]

Tanz der Vampire, Hamburg, 21.12.23, 19:30

Graf von Krolock - Rob Fowler

Professor Abronsius - Till Jochheim

Alfred - Vincent Van Gorp

Chagal - Oleg Krasovitskii

Herbert - Jonas Steppe

Koukol - Alexander Ruttig

Sarah - Sandra Bitterli

Magda - Anja Backus

Rebecca - Carina Nopp

Tanzsolisten: Paolo Valenti / Andrea Giola / Kezia Coulson

Gesangssolisten: Lorenzo Di Girolamo / Simon Loughton

Ensemble: Jessie Vos, Frederik Stuhllemmer, Keny Oslen, Ian Vrolijk, Artem Salastelnyk, Demi Hubers, Nicole Klünsner, Rachel Bahler, Anne Hoth, Carina Fitzi, Chloe Lee Hill, Alice Giammerioli, Ginevra Serra Cassano

Orchester: Stage Operettenhaus, Dirigent: Martin Gallery

I had such a good time. I'm dumping my thoughts behind the readmore.

Everyone was fantastic, I was really curious to hear Rob Fowler as the new von Krolock and Anja Backus as Magda live especially.

The stage in Hamburg appeared a bit narrow compared to what I've seen online from other shows, I was a bit nervous with all the capes flying around during Rote Stiefel. During Einladung zum Ball Krolock's cape caught on the door to Alfred and Abronsius' room, but it was a quick fix with a tug lol.

I was actually really amazed Sarah took Krolock's hand towards the end of Einladung zum Ball and started to rise out of the bath. And during Totale Finsternis she went in for a kiss (that didn't happen) but holy shit, this Sarah was on it.

I really enjoyed Alfred, but it only just hit me how jarring it is to have Für Sarah right before Die Gruft. One song is about how brave he'll be, but the other how he's scared. Sure you can play it off as funny and ironic, but it tripped me up a bit this time round. It was so charming to hear Für Sarah live. And bless Vincent Van Gorp for having to crawl back on stage again during Tanzsaal to grab Abronsius' helmet he needs for the quick change.

I was trying to keep my eyes on 5 different characters during Tanzsaal, I think I missed Herbert doing something to the Vampire in the blue wig's sleeves. >.< I enjoyed this Herbert. I was a bit nervous because my mother was with me and I don't quite know her opinions, but imo this Herbert was not as giggly as some I had seen in recordings and so Wenn Liebe In Dir Ist seemed less as a joke. I know we as a fandom love Herbert and you may have a different opinion, but the whole 'make the bite attempt look like SA' as the punchline of the scene and whatever Chagal and Magda have going on are the things I warn people about when I recommend the musical.

I also liked this less screechy Abronsius. I thought the sound system could have done his fast songs more justice and it's a shame that this version of the musical doesn't have Abronsius call for Alfred at the very end any more. I love the Finale, but it kicked in so suddenly I missed some of the callback to the beginning of the musical and the tragedy of it a bit.

My mother had clocked that Sarah's family was Jewish with the Menorah during Das Gebet but she asked me if it was a recent addition. I was glad I had looked into it once. As far as I understand it, Roman Polanski (who is Jewish, that's the only thing I am focusing on here) had written 'Fearless Vampire Killers' to get back at Vampire Stories being based on antisemitic stereotypes. The Satire being that Chagal was actually Jewish this time. You want a Jewish Vampire? You're getting one, that kind of attitude. I read that the film was even supposed to have a scene in it where Chagal couldn't have his coffin in the graveyard with the other vampires because he was Jewish. Even as a Vampire he would still face antisemitism, to hold a mirror up to the vampire genre, but this was deemed too controversial by the the editors or someone and it was cut out of the film (which I have never watched, btw. Didn't really want to give Polanski more of my time than I had to, because of the Reasons). So my theory is that Magda and Chagal get pushed into the crypt in a wooden box as an allusion to this cut scene. But yes, in short, the Chagal family have always been Jewish. Whether or not Tanz der Vampire succeeds in being satirical or not I cannot judge for sure. (I had the compulsion to look all of this up because Chagal singing about it's totally OK sucking other people's blood worried me... I wanted to know what place this was coming from)

I was happy that Magda and Chagal got to sing some of the "Was ist dabei..." at the end if Geil Zu Sein ist Komisch outside of the coffin as well. It gave the performers a bit more time visible on stage.

One thing I thought was a bit of a shame was that the mirrors for Wenn Liebe in Dir Ist were rather narrow and in parts obscured by a column so that it was really hard to notice the dance double playing the reflection. We were also sat right in the middle of a row looking straight ahead to the stage. I don't think my mother noticed the dance doubles in Tanzsaal, either. I knew to look out for them, but it wasn't easy to see from the middle.

Sitting right at the back we also got the full blast of the flash lighting that happened during Einladung zum Ball, Carpe Noctem, and the second Finale. It was really unpleasant. If you are light sensitive, I'm afraid this would ruin your visit to the show. I don't know how it is in other areas of seating, but it's worth asking about if you ever do want to see it and are photosensitive in any way.

I had briefed my mother beforehand that the melody she was going to hear was Total Eclipse of the Heart because I didn't want her to be thinking and wondering where she had heard it before and be distracted from taking in the show or nudging me to say what the song is.

EDIT: I just remembered, the switch from Sarah to dance double Sarah in Rote Stiefel in this Hamburg production is a magic trick. All of a sudden there were two Sarahs and I don't even know where she came from. Super cool.

I think I mentioned everything I wanted to dump down soon after seeing it.

Oh wait, I am so glad I got to see Carpe Noctem live. Black Vampire my beloved. Grateful the dancers seem to be able to freestyle to some degree. Andrea Giola didn't do that jump where Black Vampire does the splits in mid air, and I'm grateful because otherwise my mother might have brought up when I used to do gymnastics XD

Made a shirt for going, btw. Didn't quite finish, but it was wearable ^^;;

Actually, I'm just going to add this thought here too while I'm at it: I'm just so enamoured by the fact that not all performers in a musical are native speakers and will learn the songs for their role in a language that is not necessarily known to them. When I was little, I was told if I want to do anything with languages I should become a translator and my mother kept talking about politics, being an ambassador, etc. But even now I never felt that kind of job is me. I'm not saying a musical performer's job is easy, it's very demanding and takes incredible dedication, but I'm a bit sad no one ever highlighted the language aspect to me. When Drew Sarich mentions in interviews he was sent to Germany with nothing but a lead role and a language coach and now I feel like his German sounds cleaner than mine, or Ivan Ozoghin says he only had two weeks to learn the German versions for Krolock, I'm still so impressed even though I will also learn Japanese songs I like by heart like the little weeb I am. What I am trying to say is: the arts also have space and reasons to learn another language, the musical industry is more international than I had ever thought it was, and there is more to "I want to do something with languages when I grow up" than being corporate. I now have a 9-5 office job that has nothing to do with languages, but sometimes I do wonder what turns my life could have had if my parents didn't have this vision of me in a business suit.

[elenavonkrolock]

I don’t know how my sleep deprived brain came up with this but this is

Tanz der Vampire characters as Taylor Swift eras

Sarah Chagal: Red or Midnights

Alfred: evermore

Herbert von Krolock: Speak now

Professor Abronsius: also folklore smh

Graf von Krolock: folklore or the tortured poets department

Magda: debut (human), reputation (vampire)

Chagal: maybe 1989

Koukol: I really don’t know why but he’s giving Lover

Rebecca: Reputation ig

[just-a-sewer-goblin]

In Sickness And In Health (Part 1?)

So, I finally got to writing again and I'm sorry I made you wait so much. @otakumultimuse-hiddlewhore has been endlessly patient with me. I think it's been over half a year now, since I got the request. I'm sorry. And I only managed to write part of it, but I tried and if you like it, or if a few of you like it I might make a part 2? Maybe even a little series. Warnings: Unwanted advances that are stopped, non-consensual taking off of clothes because reader is sick and her clothes are wet, Krolock pining for the reader, not proofread yet

You had really hoped that today would be a quiet day. But as you were called to the entrance hall to greet new guests you barely had the time to hastily blow your nose while speed walking down the hallway towards the entrance. You had just gotten finished preparing the rooms for the new visitors. Apparently a noble couple.

Before the grand entrance came into view you halted for a second, pressed your hand against the cold wall and took a few deep breaths. You were feeling way too warm. The cold you had been nursing for a few days now, had only gotten worse and you suspected that you had a fever.

Then you straightened your back and silently walked up to Krolock, who had welcomed the couple at the door. You stopped a few steps behind him and watched the scene. Apparently he knew them, as he greeted them by name.

While you waited Koukol came hobbling down one staircase and joined you. It had taken him a little longer to get to the entrance hall and he grunted silently as he drew to a halt beside you. You tiredly grinned at him and he returned it with a grimace that you knew, meant he smiled.

"My servants will take your luggage up to your room." Krolock just finished his welcome speech and you curtseyed quickly before hurrying forward and picking up on of the bags.

It was so heavy that you swayed on your feet for a few moments and a gentle hand on your shoulder steadied you. You looked up to find Krolock staring down at you with furrowed eyebrows. A concerned expression which you mistook as displeasure at your display of weakness.

You got even hotter from embarassment. Luckily your cheeks were already red from the fever. "Apologies, Sir."

You had to pull yourself together. You couldn't afford to loose this job. You needed the money. You needed it to pay off your brothers debt and if you were lucky you'd be able to afford something to eat from it. Of course the Krolocks had always been kind but they wouldn't keep a useless maid around.

The hand squeezed your shoulder in reassurance for a moment. "Just be careful, morsel." As he took his hand from your shoulder, the back of his fingers oh so slightly caressed your ckeek and you nearly moaned at how cool they were against your too hot skin. Your eyelids fluttered for a second and as you looked up at your master again with big glassy eyes he quickly whipped his head around to face his guests once more. Immediately you missed the contact and in your feverish state you had to try even harder than usual to hide your growing feelings for your employer.

He cleared his throat and gestured for them to follow him, while you and Koukol took care of their baggage.

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Krolock clenched his knuckles around a fistful of his cloak as he lead the couple down a corridor towards one of the sitting rooms. Your big eyes were burned into his mind and he nearly growled as he remembered the feeling of your soft hot skin against his cold dead fingers. You were slowly driving him crazy and you didn't even know it. You were hard working and compassionate and every time he watched you interact so kindly and respectfully with Koukol everything in him longed to hug you clode to his chest until you became a part of him. How someone as pure and good as you could exist in his world was beyond his understanding but he'd be damned if he ever let you go again. Of course he couldn't show you. The risk of you just humouring him because you feared for your job was too great. That would hurt so much more than a rejection.

The way you had struggled with the bag worried him, now that he thought about it. Despite your slender figure you had always been strong and he couldn't remember the last time you had so obviously shown that you struggled with something.

He had lead his long time friends to a comfortable room and nodded at the servant, who had immediately stopped on their way down the corridor, to open the door for them.

"You can relax here for a bit. I will send someone who will let you feed. You must be tired from your travels."

The couple settled into one of the couches in the room and smiled.

"Thank you, von Krolock. We're glad we found the time to visit you.", the man answered and Krolock left them to themselves.

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You closed the door behind you and leaned against it. Your eyes were watering due to your cold and you sniffeled pathetically for a second, allowing yourslef to feel the full force of your exhaustion. You were only allowed a few seconds to yourself though, as heavy footsteps echoed in the hallway and you immediately straightened up and brushed invisible dust off your skirt.

As you sqw who came your way your blood ran cold. It was a young gentleman who had been at the castle for nearly a week now and had taken every opportunity he could get to be a pest. Always grabbing you in inappropriate places, demanding your blood and other services you weren't willing to give.

His eyes found you and immediately a cruel smile settled on his lips. You began walking, praying that he'd just leave you alone this time. To no avail.

The moment you were next to him he turned to you lightning quick and backed you up against the wall. A surprised squeak left you and your fearful eyes took in the nasty snarl on his face.

"Looks like we're all alone in this hallway, pretty thing."

You were trembling in his harsh grasp. "Please let me go, Sir. I have work to do.", you said surprisingly firm.

A disgusted shudder ran through you as he pushed his nose against your throat and chuckled. "Oh, but my little daring, isn't feeding a part of your work?"

You craned your head to the other side to put as much space between your neck and his vile mouth as possible. Your hands weakly pushed against his chest. Damn this cold and how weak it made you. You usual strong defense was hardly making him struggle this time.

You raised your voice in hopes of someone hearing you. "No, Sir. I'm not on the feeding staff. Now, please let go of me!"

You were growing desperate and the fact that you felt immensely helpless because of your cold didn't help.

His too long fingernails hurt as he gripped your arms tightly. It hurt, your entire body tender and easily bruised.

"Please, Sir.", you sobbed.

One second you felt the tip of his tongue on your neck, the next his weight was wrenched away from you and a tall figure stood proud and tall before you, shielding you from his gaze.

"What is the meaning of this?!", Krolock demanded harshly and the other man grinned self assured.

"This human refuses to let me feed. Even tho that is the intended purpose of your servants. I think you ought to discipline her, so she knows her place.", he snickered and it made you feel nauseous.

Krolocks gaze was absolutely murderous as he regarded the man yet his voice remained calm. "She is not yours to drink from. She's not yours to command. You better hurry along and if I ever find you bothering my staff again it will be the last time you do anything in this castle."

Had you felt not as sick as you did, it would have been almost comical to watch the self assured grin of the man morph into silent fear.

"But, but… Krolock! She's merely a human. She's a vessel for our food. She's-"

The loud booming voice of Krolock cut him short. "I suggest you hold your tongue. Before I cut it out of your mouth." The silence that followed was deafening. "And now, hurry along. I don't want to see you near her ever again."

With one last angry look at you the man disappeared in a cloud of swirling mist. As soon as he was gone Krolock turned around sharply and gently put his hand to your cheek. "Morsel, are you alright?"

The exhaustion crashed over you and the fear of what that Vampire could have done to you overwhelmed you. Your were too hot to think properly and keep your cool. As you started to tremble you tilted your head into Krolocks hand and began to cry silently. You were so tired, everything hurt. Now that the adrenaline rush wore off you felt your knees buckle.

"I'm not so…" Your tongue felt so heavy. Why was it so difficult to keep your eyes open? And before you could say anything else the world grew black.

Krolock immediately swooped forward to catch your body the moment he noticed it going limp. He adjusted you in his arms, putting one behind your back and one under your knees so he could cradle you to his chest. For one moment he just looked down at you. You looked so small and frail in his arms. Your brows furrowed in pain. As he held you like that he suddenly became aware of the fact, that your bodys temperature was unusually high. You always radiated body heat like a little furnace but today it just seemed like too much for you little body to take. You chest was heaving and your breaths came in short gasps.

He pressed you firmly against his chest and turned on the spot, heading for his private rooms. Maybe he could finally take care of you for once instead of the other way around. You always tended to him and his guests with so much care and wamrth. He finally had a chance return some of that and not just with money.

As he carefully laid you down on his own bed, he considered calling another servant for help. But when he thought  of anyone else seeing you so vulnerable he quickly decided against it. A soft whimper from you drew him from his thoughts and he pressed his cool palm to your forehead, shushing you softly. Your skin was slightly damp from sweat and even tho you were practically burning you shivered.

Your clothes were slightly damp and obviously causing you discomfort. He'd have to take them off and that thought made him gulp. Sure, he wouldn't see you naked but it would still be more of your skin on display than he had ever seen before. If he had been less worried for your health, he would have felt like a pervert. But the need to ease your discomfort outweighed everything else in that moment.

So he carefully opened up your dress and peeled it off your body, draping it over a nearby chair. He looked at you in your thin undershirt and a violent shiver overtook your whole body.

"Oh morsel.", slipped past his lips and he was glad he was alone with you because it sounded far more loving than what was appropriate.

Carefully he took off your undershirt and tried hard not to look at your uncovered body too much. Only your undergarments hid certain parts of your from view, but as he caught a glimpse of your skin his eyes focused on your body.

Holy hell, what had happened to you? You sported ugly blue and green spots all over your body. The worst and biggest one was on your ribcage on the left and looked as if someone had kicked you there. You had obviously been slapped around and the fact that your bones were painfully visible beneath your skin made the entire sight only worse. You weren't slender, as you seemed with your clothes on, you were malnourished. Usually seeing you made him want to feast on your blood, it always seemed to call to him, your smell more delicious than anything he had tasted before. But right now, seeing your body so small and thin, he wished he could cut open his own arteries to feed you. If he knew it would help, he'd let you feast on him until you were sated and then some more. Even if you drained his very life essence he'd give it if only it meant you'd never be sick like this again.

But you were human, and his blood, anyones blood, would do nothing for you.

So he did what he could, and called for the doctor.

When the elderly man arrived he didn't expect to see a young human woman under the covers in Krolocks bed. He had always been on good terms with the local Vampires but his faith in the Count wavered until his sharp gaze had made sure that there were no bite marks on you.

"See to it, that she recovers, doctor.", Krolock demanden and the older gentleman smiled slightly. There seemed to be true worry in his voice.

"My apologies, Count. I'll have to check a few things first. All we can do from first glance is help her through it. But her body will have to fight on ist own."

With sharp eyes Krolock watched the doctor check your pulse and temperature and run a few tests quickly. He was ready to bite his head off, should he touch you in a way that caused you more discomfort than you were already in. The doctor didn't know how lucky he was, that he was so careful with you.

As he left some medicine to ease your pair he told Krolock, that there was not much more to do, than wait and watch you.

"Call me, should her condition worsen. Good day, Count." And he left the room again.

Without a sound the Count sat down on your bedside and put his hand against your forehead again. And as his cool palm touched your flushed skin your eyes opened and you groaned.

You were in a bed, that blessedly supported your heavy body and the cool hand that touched you felt better than anything else would have in that moment. That had you opening your eyes wide and the figure sitting next to you took back their hand.

"Hello, Morsel. How are you feeling?"

As you realized who was talking to you in that warm gentle tone your body involutarily relaxed again. You've always felt safe with Krolock. Even if you didn't know what exactly had happened.

The discomfort made you whimper again and he cradled your face in his hand. You nuzzled further into his touch without a moment of hesitation. This felt surprisingly right. And by the look in his eyes it felt right to him too.

[denise8691]

Stream Announcement

When? Friday 7.30PM CET

Anons welcome, no registration needed.

Link is coming 15 minutes bevore the stream starts.

We are watching:

Tanz der Vampire - Stuttgart Revival 14.3.2023 Evening Show

The Cast:

Kristin Backes (Sarah)

Anja Backus (Magda)

Nina Barton (u/s Rebecca)

Mathias Edenborn (Graf von Krolock)

Jessie Vos (u/s Professor Abronsius)

Vincent Van Gorp (Alfred)

Oleg Krasovitskii (Chagal)

Andreas Nützl (Herbert)

Wolfgang Zarnack (Koukol)

Note: This was the first show for Mathias Edenborn as Krolock

[calimera62]

Tanz der Vampire, act 2: A crack and shitty summary

Sarah: Finally, I am in the castle! Now is the time to live my fairy tale

Graf von Krolock: Hello dinner- I mean, Sarah!

Sarah: Hi! I’m here for the romance, the pretty dresses, freedom and the sponges

Graf von Krolock: No biggie, a bite will just do the trick

Sarah: Yay!

Graf von Krolock: But not tonight. We have to prepare for the ball.

Sarah: Why the wait?

Graf von Krolock: I’m a vampire. We like a good show.

-Carpe Noctem-

Alfred: Well that was the weirdest dream I ever had. Mark me down as scared AND horny

Alfred: Dreaming of sharing a seductive dance with Krolock and Sarah, being seduced then turned by Krolock, and me biting Sarah. Shouldn’t mean anything… Still, better not let Abronsius psychoanalyse me on this dream

Alfred: ANYWAY! This is a great day to save Sarah!

Abronsius: Do you mean this is a great day to sneak into a vampire’s tomb?

Alfred: I can’t do it! I can’t kill them!

Abronsius: Bah! Kids these days… can’t handle killing monsters anymore!

Mr Chagal: Hello sleeping beauty

Magda: For some weird reason, I find you attractive

Koukol: No fucking in front of my sleeping masters you deranged people!

Alfred: Professor! We have to find Sarah!

Abronsius: BOOKS! BOOKS! BOOKS! BOOKS!

Alfred: … never mind, then

Sarah: -sings-

Alfred: Sarah! Thank God I found you! We have to leave at once!

Sarah: And miss the ball? Are you out of your mind?

Alfred: The situation is dangerous, Sarah. Please, we have to go!

Sarah: Ask me again tomorrow, tonight I’ll dance with the count!

Alfred: Why him and not me?

Sarah: Well he has a bigger…. SPONGE!

Alfred: What’s up with you and sponges??

Sarah: I just think they’re neat

Alfred: This is bad… I have to find Abronsius.

Abronsius: BOOKS!!!!

Alfred: JESUS CHRIST AM I THE ONLY ONE ANXIOUS ABOUT THE WHOLE SITUATION?

Herbert: Alfred! Just the one I wanted to see

Alfred: This can’t be good

Herbert: How pale you look! Are you ill? Maybe you should go to bed. I might even join you ;)

Alfred: what

Herbert: What can I say? When love is inside me, I just can’t resist

Alfred: ...

Herbert: Yes! I’m in love with you!

Alfred: We only met, like, yesterday.

Herbert: You proclaimed your love for Sarah 5 minutes after meeting her

Alfred: Touché

Herbert: Enough talking, let me have a taste

Alfred: PROFESSOR HELP!!!!!

Abronsius: Haha! What do I see here? Seduction? In front of an old man. Have you no shame??

Herbert: Hitting me with an umbrella… my father will hear about it!

Alfred: This day can’t go any weirder…

Graf von Krolock: Hello, it’s me

Alfred: JESUS FUCKING CHRIST

Graf von Krolock: I’ve heard you’ve been messing around. Don’t you know that too much curiosity is deadly?

Abronsius: Why don’t you come down and tell me face to face? Just to talk. I promise I won’t try to get you and preserve you in alcohol to study you

Graf von Krolock: You’re too late old man, Alfred is already mine!

Abronsius: Nuh-huh

Graf von Krolock: Yuh-huh

Abronsius: Nuh-huh

Alfred: Someone gets me out of this musical please

Vampires: Wakey wakey, time for the ball! But first, let us sang about the curse of immortality

Graf von Krolock: The night is so beautiful. Perfect for an angsty monologue about my life and the weight of eternity

Alfred: Aaaw they have feelings too

Abronsius: I should hope so. I want them to feel the PAIN when we’ll stab them in the heart

Vampires: Time for the ball!

Abronsius: Let us disguise and hide among them

Alfred: Sure, what could go wrong?

Graf von Krolock: Welcome all! Enjoy the night, there are free snacks wandering in the castle. But remember, the girl is mine.

Alfred: Free snacks? Is he talking about us?

Abronsius: Naaa I’m sure we’re fine

Sarah, dancing with Krolock: This is the dream

Graf von Krolock: IT’S MEAL TIME!

Vampires: One of us! One of us! She’s one of us!

Sarah: The risk I took was calculated but man am I bad at math

Graf von Krolock: You wanted someone to steal your heart, I just took your blood. Not a big bifference

Abronsius: Now let us just sneakily take Sarah with us, we can’t have vampires notice us

VAMPIRES: HUMANS!

Alfred: Oh crap

Abronsius: Alright, the fast and not so quiet escape it is then

Graf von Krolock: KOUKOL GO AFTER THEM AND BRING THEM BACK

Koukol: Woh, the wolves aren’t very friendly tonight

Alfred: Safe, at last! Don’t worry Sarah, everything will be alright now! I’m here for you!

Sarah: You are so sweet Alfred

Alfred :