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4 yrs ago
Current Judas Frickin' Iscariot, Honor! I hope everything is okay! Sending prayers to you and your workers!
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4 yrs ago
@Todd Howard: Son, them's fightin' words!
4 yrs ago
Fecking WiFi's running like molasses, so expect delays! *bangs fist on router*
4 yrs ago
Yo Vampy, you may try resetting your tablet's wifi connection and see if that does anything. Usually with a wireless connection, it gets iffy after a while and needs to reset.
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4 yrs ago
Hey, it's all good Smarty. Just take as much time as you need. Hope everything goes well. And I'm just sayin' to swift, certain areas do not need splinters! O__O

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~Resident Roleplayer, Connoisseur of the Arts, And Not a Known Giver of Fucks~
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@Verse Zero XD Heh nice! Awesomesauce!
And posted!

@Verse Zero I was thinking Amelia and Claudia may know each other personally, if it's cool with you. Basically, she wants nothing to do with the coven but keeps in contact with Amelia and the others as sort of a liason maybe. Plus she probably has the hots for Amelia too~


Twas nestled safely, deep in the tall mountains guarded by the lush overgrowth of the evergreens Middleborough was famous for. A cozy, three bedroom cabin, quite rustic yet with all the modern amenities a home needed in this day and age. It was owned by a fairly wealthy woman, a Miss Claudia DeFeren. She was radiant, but she had peculiar habits.

A recluse she was, her presence only temporary in the quaint little town of Middleborough. She would only make a few trips during the week, either to just sit at her corner booth at the cafe, drink her hot cocoa spiced with cinammon and read a book in demure silence, or frequent the town bar, where she could be seen chatting with a langushing look in her eye towards a lovely lady, only for the two to disappear into the cold winter evening.

As such had happened last night. She managed to charm quite the beautiful but rowdy biker woman into her home for a bite to drink...and a bit of fun of course.

Never would she forget the night she spent alone with the rugged blonde, kissing her lips so tenderly and caressing her tone body with such loving arms, feeling the warmth of her heart as their bare skin touched. The excitement and the pleasure were all too much for the vampire woman that she couldn’t count how many times she blacked out from the overwhelming ecstasy in her veins.

She had bitten her, but only enough to draw a necessary amount to sate her appetite. Besides, they were both pretty rough with each other.

It was a cold and drizzly morning when she awoke, no sun to greet her, but no matter how bright the sun had shone when it crested over the eastern horizon, its white light could not penetrate the thick curtains draped over the windows of the woman's cozy abode.

For she and the sun, while beautiful in the morning, didn't really go so well together.

Even on this dreary late December morning, when a chilling rain whispered through the forest in a calming lull, the woman still preferred the company of shadows. So of course, she had not a clue as to the time of day other than her own biological clock.

She had stirred from her slumber after an hour or so, giving a stretch and a stifled yawn exposing the glinting daggers of ivory in her mouth. Her fiery red hair was a tousled mess, yet so was her bed. My, what a passionate night it was. A soft smile had graced her lips just thinking about it.

Her company for the night had gone early, as was indicated by the other side of her plush queen sized bed left empty.

There was a note left upon the nightstand, no doubt from her absent paramour. Claudia read the note, a frail smile curling her lips,

Thank you for a lovely night, hun! You're one hell of a girl, Claudia! Hope to see you again! Maybe next time I can tie you up, you kinky thing~

Love you always,

Joyce. XOXO


Claudia kissed the letter with a loving sigh, folding it back up and placing it back on the night stand. She brushed her hair and dressed shortly after, descending the stairs to her living room.

The grand fireplace crackled with a soothing heat, vermilion flames undulating. Gently did the rain patter against her living room window as the woman stood there, warmly dressed in a cozy, burgundy wool sweater dress, a pair of festive winter leggings, and a grey cardigan. Her face was pressed somewhat against the cool glass, gazing out unto her lovely view of the mountains and the surrounding pines and cedars that composed the verdant forest of evergreens. Softly, snd rather bored, she sighed, taking a delicate sip of her piping hot tea from a small porcelain cup.

Looked like it was going to be another typical day, gray skies hanging over head, the temperature absolutely bone chilling as a brisk wind mournfully whistled through the warm cabin. Another day of lazing on the couch reading a book or watching television. Maybe there were some good movies on, some classics like she enjoyed back in the '30s in Munich.

What irony it was as she lounged across her couch and flipped on her television, the channel she had left it on was airing an old screening of Nosferatu. Honestly. Her nostrils curled at the sight of the grisly ghoul gracing her tv screen. If only mortals truly knew about vampires, they wouldn't portray them as such...monstrosities. She huffed bitterly and changed the channel over to some news, her usual for the morning.

Never did she think, though, that on this paticular frosty morning, she would be met with....some very unsavory news.

"The body of a young female was discovered late last night in the small town of Middleborough. Police are still searching for suspects and are warning people not to go out late at night. The victim, identified as twenty-three year old Samantha Ginsby, was found lying face down beside the road when a trucker passed by noticing the body half buried in the snow. According to investigators, Samantha had apparently been drained of blood as was the cause of death. Similar cases have recently popped up, leading local police and other law enforcement to believe a serial killer is on the loose. Now, police are urging people to stay indoors after hours until the killer is caught. We will have more on this shocking story after the commercial break. Stay tuned."

Claudia clicked the remote, a sickening twinge in her gut. This was not the workings of mere mortals, these attacks, and they were becoming more rampant by the day. The redhead...she was suspicious as to who might be orchestrating these scandalous nightly feedings.

Yes...that lovely barmaid.

She reached for her cellphone, fliiping through the contacts hurriedly and dialed a number. Impatiently she huffed tapping her bare foot against the cool hardwood floor, muttering to herself, ~"Come on, Amy deary! Pick up! Oooh, that woman better not be behind this or all Hell is going to break loose in this podunk town!"~
From Womb to Waste - Dying Fetus
The Pentagram Burns - Satyricon
Lotus - Dir en Grey
Leper Messiah - Metallica
The Sacrilegious Scorn - Dimmu Borgir
Charred Remains - Autopsy
Destroy Everything - Hatebreed
The Negative One - Slipknot
Halloween - King Diamond
Womb with a View - GWAR
Will have mine up in a fewsies! It's a bitch to RP on a phone. -__-
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Oh she knew well that look, that haughty stare of indignance shot towards her from the woman a few paces away. She could feel her judgmental, condescending glance pierce through that porcelain mask of hers with an uncomfortable heat, a heat that would but scathe the redheaded beauty for her...interesting taste in partners. She smirked, rather insolent towards the pompous lady as her soft lips parted from the blonde's dainty hand. Let them believe how they would. Twas no skin off her bones.

My was she a bubbly thing, Echo. Claudia couldn't help but giggle. Twas quaint, yet so precious to her how curious the blonde was. She smiled, content and enjoying the adorable spectacle.

Sir Quinton returned moments later with a silver tray of champagne, bubbling, sparking amber liquid, and another tray of hors d'oeurves, assorted delicacies and such. Claudia curtseyed to the butler, ~"Ah, gratitude, my dear."~ And delightfully partook of one, as requested by her lovely companion for the night. Well, soon to be. Claudia eloquently popped the tiny morsel into her mouth. The sweet flavor of the mousse complimented so well by the subtle saltiness of the caviar and the light, toasty flavor of the whole wheat cracker. It was quite delicious.

~"Oh my~! That is yummy, my dear!"~ Claudia chuckled. She sipped down the last drop of her wine, setting her empty glass aside. Nearly the womam choked however upon hearing the butler. She laughed. It was charming of him to offer such training, a dear friend's considerate gesture, but alas there was no need for such.

~"Oh darling, please!"~ Claudia smiled brightly. Her cheeks would have been scarlet red...if given other circumstances. ~"It's so nice of you to offer, Sir Quinton, but I wouldn't mind training her myself. This isn't my first ball after all. And besides..."~ She leaned in a bit closer, whispeting to Quinton with a tempting smirk. ~"I would love to spend a little quality time alone with this ravishing beauty. She's such a darling isn't she."~ Yet she did not want her friend to be hurt by cruel rejection, not that that was his plan, but Claudia would never want to chide the sweet butler. She gave him a sympathetic look, a sincere pressure as she held his free hand.

~"I do hope you are not offended however, dear Quinton. It was still sweet of you to ask, and so good to see you again. You look like you haven't aged a day, honey."~ She said with a cheeky grin. My, did he. The butler was always an enigma to Claudia, an interesting fellow.

She smiled sincere, parting from Quinton batting softly her eyes. She slipped over to the blonde silently, taking Echo's hand gently in hers with a soft grin. ~"Come, my dearest. I shall show you how to dance. It's rather simple, and so, so enjoyable."~ Sweetly the woman hummed. That timidness she saw in the dame's eyes, oh she was swooning on the inside. Perhaps Echo was the one captivating her and not vice versa.
Indeed, and Rowan presumably lives with Amelia and Claudia as a part of the coven.


Ummm ehehe... Claudia is actually an independent. She isn't necessarily part of the coven but she knows of them. I'm sure she might know Amelia if the two had met in a past life, since both are around somewhat the same age.

Claudia might have also stopped in the bar a time or two. Either way, I can't wait to do my intro post! So excited for this RP!


Nuf said.
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I'm gonna let Crazy post. ^__^
@Verse Zero Really REALLY love your character! Her history is so well elaborated! I'm kinda envious of your writing frankly! 😍 Either way, I love her and I know Claudia will just love her too~
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