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[young-little-vampire]

Tyrant’s eyes widened as he heard the collison. Hopping out of the chair he had been in, he rushed over to take a peak out the window to see what had happening. Eyes widening as he saw the unconscious woman laying on the ground, he quickly opened his front door and headed out of his castle. 

Kneeling down next to her, he gently poked at her - not quite knowing what to do.

“Uh...h-hello? A-Are you okay?” the young vampire asked. 

Starfire intended to do another of her random explorations. For this, she took off from the Tower and simply kept flying, not really watching the time or anything, enjoying herself during the flight. Later on, she’d choose that it’s time to land, but for now, all she wanted to do was fly.

But it was not to be. Because somewhere during her flight, suddenly there was a blast out of nowhere. It came so unexpected, that she recieved a full hit, and crashed down to earth without being able to check where or on what she landed.

If someone were to inspect the scene of impact, they’d find an unconscious tamaranean.

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Fuck. He wasn’t expecting anyone else to be out so late. Thank god he had his disguise on.

Glancing up at the older girl, he flashed her a nervous smile. 

“I-It’s okay...Um, n-no. I’m not lost. I was just uh...h-heading home now.”

“Sorry! Didn’t see you there,” Terra said as she bumped into someone at the streets. It was a little late and this was why she was wondering what the boy was doing out here so late. “Uh…you lost?”

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“Oh, okay,” Lincoln smiled at Tyrant, 

“Hey, I’ve never seen you around here. Are you new in town?”

“Oh! Oh yeah! I just, uh, yeah, I just moved here, you know...earlier today,” the vampire lied, showing off a nervous grin to the other. 

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Currently in the form of a bat, Tyrant had been flying late at night throughout the town. The teenager despised all types of running, and so flying was how he managed to still get his exercise without resorting to the absolutely dreadful activity that was known as jogging. He came up with the idea at school while trying to think of ways to get out of running the mile, and to this day he regards his success at convincing his P.E. teacher let him fly it instead as of his proudest achievements. It was to the chagrin of the other students in the class, who described it as being “unfair” and “cheating”, but Tyrant didn’t really care much about their thoughts on the matter. As long as he didn’t have to run that terrible mile.

Landing on a nearby bench, Tyrant’s eyes roamed the area, searching for anyone that may still be there. It appeared like the coast was clear, and so he transformed back into his usual vampire self. Little did he know that there was actually someone there at the moment - it’s just that they had been invisible.

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The white-haired boy had been playing his video game for the past hour and wasn’t paying attention to what was going on. He did hear some kids from the other side of the yard, but he shrugged it off. Then, Lincoln finally looked up and saw a ball flying into their backyard.

He quickly dropped his video game controller and went over to the ball. Lincoln picked it up and looked at the ball. It didn’t look like any of the ones they had lying around the house. The child looked over and noticed the other calling for him. 

Lincoln walked over with the ball in his hand, “Yeah, of course!” 

He replied, as he handed it to Tyrant, 

“but how did your ball land in our yard?”

Tyrant chuckled nervously, scratching his neck. “Well...if you really wanna know, me and my friend were playing catch together, and he ended up hitting my face with the ball. So I tried getting him back - but he dodged the shot and the ball ended up hitting a tree instead. So it then bounced off that and landed in your backyard. And that’s...pretty much how it happened,” he explained. 

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Tyrant had been in the forest playing catch with one of his friends, Frank. “Here - take this, Tyrant!” Frank grinned, throwing the ball at the Tyrant, which soon smashed into his face. “Really, Frank?” Tyrant groaned.

“Oops, sorry Tyrant! I didn’t mean to!” the green-skinned boy exclaimed, grinning nervously. “Uh - y-your nose is bleeding,” he pointed out.

Tyrant glanced down, to find that Frank was indeed right. He stuck his tongue out, letting the blood leaking from his nose fall onto it and into his mouth.

After his nose had stopped bleeding, he dug a handkerchief out of his pocket, wiping the remaining blood off his face and smirking at Frank. “Oh, you’re gonna get it now!” he exclaimed, throwing the ball directly at Frank’s face. However, Frank ducked the shot, causing the ball to instead hit a nearby tree and bounce out of the forest. 

“Welp, you better go get it,” Tyrant said.

“WHAT?! Me?! You’re the one that threw it out of the forest!” Frank protested.

“Woah, woah, woah, buddy. I didn’t throw it out of the forest! I threw it at your head. If you had just let the ball collide with your face like you were supposed to, this would’ve never happened! But you know what? Since I’m such a nice guy, I’ll go get it for you,” Tyrant said, placing his contacts on and smearing make-up on his face. He then began to head out of the forest.

“WAIT!” Frank shouted.

“What is it?” Tyrant asked, glancing back at his friend.

“Have you written a will yet?” Frank asked.

“...Why?” Tyrant responded, a confused expression on his face.

“Oh, well you know, nothing much, it’s just - if you die out there, I’d like to get your castle,” Frank said. 

Tyrant momentarily glared at the other, before rolling his eyes and heading outside the forest. He scanned the surroundings for the ball - then noticing that it had landed in the backyard of a young white-haired child. Feeling a pang of nervousness shoot through him, he gulped and hesitantly began to walk over to the stranger.

“H-Hey there...C-Can I have my ball back?” he asked.

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Tyrant had been sitting in his kitchen, reading through an Algebra textbook. He had a test later this week and he didn’t want to flunk it again like last time. He groaned - none of the stuff he was reading made any sense to him. He personally didn’t see what the point of doing this in the first place was - when was he ever going to use this information? And what was the point was even going to school? His parents are mega-rich criminal masterminds - and they had supplied him with more than enough money to live alone the rest of his life without any sort of job or work!

But alas, the law required that he attend school for at last four more years. He flipped the page, continuing to read through the thing - when suddenly he stopped. He could’ve sworn he heard something outside. He put the book down, and listened closely, trying to detect any noises from the outside. Indeed, the faint rustling of bushes could be heard ever so slightly in the background.

He quickly got up out of his chair, deciding to check to see what it was. He hoped it wasn’t that werewolf again. Thing wouldn’t stop begging him for food. He crept over to his window and peeked through the blinds. What he saw only confused him more. Was that a...ghost? What was it doing in his frontyard? He hoped it wasn’t here to haunt him or something. Hesitantly, he headed over toward his front door and opened it, poking his head outside.

“C-Can I h-help you...?” he stuttered. 

─| @young-little-vampire | Greeters are a thing on Ors’s blog! |─

─A small ‘pop!’ and Orson finds himself somewhere new! In a fairly dense forest… Honestly, it reminded him of forests back home! He stows away the remote Teleporter- it’ll take a few hours to recharge, so for now, he’d explore, and wander this forest. He soon comes across a castle. It reminded him an awful lot of Spooky’s former castle… “..Don’t tell me Spooky somehow got out again.” Orson sighed, adjusted his goggles slightly, and began to search the nearby area for anyone who can confirm or deny his suspicions.

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He grinned at the dragon, reaching into the orange bucket he was holding and plopping some candy into his mouth. “So you live in this neighborhood? Or are you just here to trick or treat or visit some party or something?”

{🔥}—; Spyro reached a forepaw out to him and shook his hand, looking up at the teen with a cheery smile. “Nice to meet’cha too Ty!”

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“Tyrone. Nice to meet you, Spryo,” Tyrant said, holding out his hand for the other to shake.

{🔥}—; “Names Spyro, what’s yours?” It was always easier whenever someone believed he really was someone in a costume, even if he was actually a real dragon but he couldn’t let people know cause some might not be too psyched about the idea of a real life dragon being around among other reasons.

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“Wow...” Tyrant said, continuing to admire his scales before eventually bringing his focus back to the other’s face. “So, uh...w-what’s your name?” he asked.

{🔥}—; His vibrant purple scales did shine under the street lamps. “A little over a month, and that’s with me spendin’ a lotta time on it too.” As he spoke, Sparx had dimmed his glow and got out of sight so that the teen wouldn’t see him too and wonder why he had a glowing dragonfly following him.

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“How long?” the teen asked, tilting his head curiously at Spyro. His eyes wandered over to the dragon’s purple scales, staring at them in interest.

@the-purple-hero

It was Halloween night. Tyrant was wandering aimlessly through the streets, when by accident he bumped into Spyro. “Gah!” he jumped back, shaking slightly in fear. “W-Wow…That’s a…really realistic costume,” he grinned nervously, glancing over at the other. 

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@the-purple-hero

It was Halloween night. Tyrant was wandering aimlessly through the streets, when by accident he bumped into Spyro. “Gah!” he jumped back, shaking slightly in fear. “W-Wow...That’s a...really realistic costume,” he grinned nervously, glancing over at the other. 

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*he glanced at her, his eyes widening* Gah! Lilith!

Why is your arm wrapped up like that? And are those blood stains!?

"Y-Yeah they are. I got hurt."

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*he dodged it, continuing to drink her blood for a few more minutes before eventually stopping and wiping his mood* Aah...

Why is your arm wrapped up like that? And are those blood stains!?

"Y-Yeah they are. I got hurt."

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*he smirked, continuing to drink her blood*

Why is your arm wrapped up like that? And are those blood stains!?

"Y-Yeah they are. I got hurt."

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*he kicked her back, sinking his fangs into her flesh and beginning to suck up her blood*

Why is your arm wrapped up like that? And are those blood stains!?

"Y-Yeah they are. I got hurt."