Living a Vampire and Werewolf Life IC

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In the city, Joey was walking along the streets and looked around for no apparent reason.

At his own house, Price was sitting on his couh and was watching television. He flipped through the channels and found nothing worth watching. He turned the TV off and deicided to get out of his house for awhile. He was going to try and not worry about his demon too much for once.

Sasha had decided to take a walk around the park and hopefully meet people there. She went over to a tree and sat under it. She watched the sky, something she enjoyed doing.

Alex walked around the neighborhood with a smile on her face. She saw the beauty of the neighborhood in her purple eyes. She hummed a little tune and looked around. She was walking when she tripped on a crack in the side walk. She fell to the ground with a small squeal.

Cooke leaned forward, cupping his hands over his mouth as he sparked the ignition on his lighter, flame rolling upward to engulf the end of his cigarette, the man taking a casual drag off of it as he gazed out of the apartment window. Cities like these were always the same: they were neglected for a couple of months and suddenly the three or four vampires still alive morphed the entire area into an infested mess. With a shake of his head, he blew out, smoke flowing gently out of the window as he turned back to his gear, which lay spread out across the bed. His employer seemed content to pay him for every set of fresh ashes he brought back and Cooke saw no reason to argue. Grasping the handle of his Benelli, the obviously grizzled figure tossed it over his right shoulder, securing it to his back by the strap. Tonight would mark a surveillance period, once he knew what he was up against he'd go from there.

I was passed out in an alley, I was bleeding profusely from a wound on my neck, I was breathing shallowly.

nightmare was sitting in a tree munching of a shadow that was in the shape if a apple boredly looking for someone to mess with

Jamie loved long walks in the park at night (When there wasnt a full moon of course...) it helped to clear his mind. As he walked he looked to the left and stared into the dark woods. He wondered if there were others like him.

I was inside of my appartment after taking a shower, I slipped on a change of clothes, my usual attair, but it was a fresh clean set. I looked in my freezer, I had some raw meat. I opened up the package as my stomach rumbled. "..." I sat there in silence, looking at it. I bit my thumb, letting the blood drip down my tongue and past my throat. "..." I continued to bite my thumb, opening the package with my free hand, putting it on the stove to heat it, so I could mold it into burgers.

Star skipped down the sidewalk, her plans were to head to the park and enjoy her day by... Either stalking people or associating herself with them. Her face was bright as she smiled. Oh lordy, it was her optimistic face that made people cringe, she was just TOO HAPPY!

As the burgers started to cook, I looked into the mirror in my bathroom, it was cracked with smeared blood across it. "..." I bashed my head against the mirror to cut myself again. My face went into the medicine cabinet, bruising and slashing my skin. I knew I'd have new scars after they healed.

Star stopped in her tracks, she stood on the sidewalk with her head turned at an apartment complex... It seemed to be a little on the run down side... She frowned a bit, squinted her eyes, and began walking towards one of the apartments. What bothered her was that she heard glass break, rather loudly to add to it. 7 years of bad luck? Or did someone break into an apartment? Star stopped in front of the apartment where she heard the glass break, and knocked on the door, preparing herself for any rapists in the building.