[X] Go for a Walk
Blood and Madness: A Vampire Quest
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[x]Visit the dinner: May, bless her heart, was always keen to have you there at this time of night. A regular was hard to come by, and while you had little use for the near-limitless wealth you had, you were just happy that she was happy. She was a good friend.
[X]Go for a Walk: How long has it been since you went for a walk? Not an enthusiastic walk that other vampires were fond of, of wanton murder, destruction, and fear… but a truly peaceful one. Where you could maybe do some good. Help a weary traveler. Fix a car… Play a silly game.
Solarstream
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[X] Go for a Walk
[X]Go for a Walk
Magoose
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Has the MC met them though? He's an old monster and is bound to have met some interesting people.
Magoose
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Let's just say he know enough people.
Because a lot of them are dead
They are completely and definitively dead, or as is often the case, they can still be revived using a super rare ritual?
Can we explore the direction of creating magical altered blood that can satisfy our hunger?
I mean, hunger is probably the thing that will most hinder us from enjoying a peaceful life, so it would be good to solve this problem.
Magoose
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They are dead. They suffered a final death. Mostly through faults entirely of their own creation. Like most vampires. Who are dead that is.
I mean when the write ins come and you choose to do something like that… you can.
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That settles it, the MC is an irredeemable monster.
About the Dracula thing, it sounds like they'd be a child to us. The traits imply we're older than Judaism.
[X] Go for a Walk
Perhaps we are just older than human civilization, so this gives us an age of at least 7-10 thousand years.
Magoose
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Older than the first agricultural civilizations of Mesopotamia actually.
There are even older vampires then us. And they are much more powerful because they are the reason that other humanoids that could wield magic are dead
He's a vampire what were you expecting?
What are they doing now?
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Stuff. Not being peaceful and retired I'll tell you that much
Resists urge to put a picture of a shirt saying 'I'm stuff'.
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On a Moonlit Walk 1
Magoose
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On a Moonlit Walk 1:
Go for a Walk: How long has it been since you went for a walk? Not an enthusiastic walk that other vampires were fond of, of wanton murder, destruction, and fear… but a truly peaceful one. Where you could maybe do some good, help a weary traveler. Fix a car… Play a silly game.
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Why were you doing this? You were engaging in something random and strange, simply to find a moment of calm and relaxation. While that was true, there was also a hint of mischief in your actions. After all, you didn't need blood or anything material; you only craved peace and quiet on a tranquil night. Yet, there was something more, a subtle thrill in breaking the monotony, indulging in a harmless prank or two. It wasn't about necessity; it was about the joy of spontaneity and the simple pleasure of a serene night touched by a dash of whimsy.
Perhaps you were feeling quite sentimental in your ancient and withered age, driven by a desire to do something meaningful. It was a curious sensation, this urge to engage in acts of kindness and to embrace charity and goodness. There was a certain satisfaction in helping your fellow man, a sense of purpose that transcended the weariness of your years. It felt almost noble to channel your time and energy into making a positive impact, to find solace in the simple, profound act of extending a helping hand to those in need.
Or maybe you were just bored and didn't want to do anything productive. Instead, you felt an irresistible urge to play around and prank some poor unsuspecting soul, giving them the fright of their life. It was a harmless way to inject a bit of excitement into your routine. Honestly, you couldn't blame yourself for wanting this. After all, a little mischief now and then added a touch of thrill to the monotony, and there was a certain delight in seeing the wide-eyed reactions of your unsuspecting victims. It was all in good fun, a playful diversion that kept the boredom at bay.
Hopefully, you didn't want to kill anyone, at least on purpose, but you knew your frightening appearance was sometimes… well more intoxicating and fearful than anything else.
Well anyway, onto the road, maybe you could have some fun.
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What do you find:D6 => 6
It seems fun was not going to happen tonight. Because it seems that even in your hunt for peace, something will always come up.
You certainly didn't expect this. A woman and her child, with a broken down car with little cell reception out here, trying to flag down anyone to help them. But having no luck, no avail… no help was coming.
The woman was young, very young, probably nothing more than a child, though the word teenager also strung to mind, as you watched. She was malnourished, filled with nothing but skin and bones, and the ever-living elixir of blood… her hair, was red as crimson, though you recognized immediately that it was dyed, even in the darkness, you could smell it.
Her eyes, dim and less filled with light as most mortals were on death's door… were as blue as the clear morning sky, and she had fierce determination.
In any other world, at any other time, this woman would be a victim not only of her unfortunate circumstances but also of the unseen, dangerous presence observing her. That presence was you. In the dim light of this world, her vulnerability was stark and undeniable, a stark contrast to the menacing shadow you cast. She was terrified, but not of you, as you had not revealed yourself to them.
But of something else. Something you could not sense.
After all, you were a creature of the night, a monster, a demon a foul creature from the depths of hell.
Yet you did not sense anything that could make you terrified. And that was slightly worrying. Or maybe she did sense you, the unerring and unfathomable power that seemed to creep towards her like a shadow. A cloud of unending and suffocating darkness.
But this woman was not alone, and her son, or maybe brother, you weren't going to make to many hasty decisions, felt different. Not unlike the many strange young boys and babes that you had known in your long life. Those that were bound by fate, destiny, and cruelty all at the same time.
He had the potential… However small it was. In his blonde hair and sea-green eyes... He radiated the light of power… of the last bits of magic still in this world…
Poor thing. He will be hunted for the remainder of his days once he grows old enough. The Elders would never allow a mortal to have such powers anymore. Not after what you did... not after all the work you did to make sure that the possibility of any sort of mortal gaining power to hurt yours and your own... would never come to pass.
Your teeth ached. your body, your spirit... ached.
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What do you do?:
[]Help Them: Be as it may, you were feeling charitable tonight. You were going to help them. You don't know why you are doing this… but something told you that if you didn't there would be more regrets to add to the immortal and ever-growing list of them.
[]Stalk them: What was it that this girl sensed that you didn't? Was she sensing you, or something else? You shall… watch them. See what will come.
[]Kill them: Magic in humans… an unnatural scenario… something that will only cause trouble in your retirement. Best to make this quick. They won't suffer. Not like others have.
[]Write in
Go for a Walk: How long has it been since you went for a walk? Not an enthusiastic walk that other vampires were fond of, of wanton murder, destruction, and fear… but a truly peaceful one. Where you could maybe do some good, help a weary traveler. Fix a car… Play a silly game.
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Why were you doing this? You were engaging in something random and strange, simply to find a moment of calm and relaxation. While that was true, there was also a hint of mischief in your actions. After all, you didn't need blood or anything material; you only craved peace and quiet on a tranquil night. Yet, there was something more, a subtle thrill in breaking the monotony, indulging in a harmless prank or two. It wasn't about necessity; it was about the joy of spontaneity and the simple pleasure of a serene night touched by a dash of whimsy.
Perhaps you were feeling quite sentimental in your ancient and withered age, driven by a desire to do something meaningful. It was a curious sensation, this urge to engage in acts of kindness and to embrace charity and goodness. There was a certain satisfaction in helping your fellow man, a sense of purpose that transcended the weariness of your years. It felt almost noble to channel your time and energy into making a positive impact, to find solace in the simple, profound act of extending a helping hand to those in need.
Or maybe you were just bored and didn't want to do anything productive. Instead, you felt an irresistible urge to play around and prank some poor unsuspecting soul, giving them the fright of their life. It was a harmless way to inject a bit of excitement into your routine. Honestly, you couldn't blame yourself for wanting this. After all, a little mischief now and then added a touch of thrill to the monotony, and there was a certain delight in seeing the wide-eyed reactions of your unsuspecting victims. It was all in good fun, a playful diversion that kept the boredom at bay.
Hopefully, you didn't want to kill anyone, at least on purpose, but you knew your frightening appearance was sometimes… well more intoxicating and fearful than anything else.
Well anyway, onto the road, maybe you could have some fun.
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What do you find:D6 => 6
It seems fun was not going to happen tonight. Because it seems that even in your hunt for peace, something will always come up.
You certainly didn't expect this. A woman and her child, with a broken down car with little cell reception out here, trying to flag down anyone to help them. But having no luck, no avail… no help was coming.
The woman was young, very young, probably nothing more than a child, though the word teenager also strung to mind, as you watched. She was malnourished, filled with nothing but skin and bones, and the ever-living elixir of blood… her hair, was red as crimson, though you recognized immediately that it was dyed, even in the darkness, you could smell it.
Her eyes, dim and less filled with light as most mortals were on death's door… were as blue as the clear morning sky, and she had fierce determination.
In any other world, at any other time, this woman would be a victim not only of her unfortunate circumstances but also of the unseen, dangerous presence observing her. That presence was you. In the dim light of this world, her vulnerability was stark and undeniable, a stark contrast to the menacing shadow you cast. She was terrified, but not of you, as you had not revealed yourself to them.
But of something else. Something you could not sense.
After all, you were a creature of the night, a monster, a demon a foul creature from the depths of hell.
Yet you did not sense anything that could make you terrified. And that was slightly worrying. Or maybe she did sense you, the unerring and unfathomable power that seemed to creep towards her like a shadow. A cloud of unending and suffocating darkness.
But this woman was not alone, and her son, or maybe brother, you weren't going to make to many hasty decisions, felt different. Not unlike the many strange young boys and babes that you had known in your long life. Those that were bound by fate, destiny, and cruelty all at the same time.
He had the potential… However small it was. In his blonde hair and sea-green eyes... He radiated the light of power… of the last bits of magic still in this world…
Poor thing. He will be hunted for the remainder of his days once he grows old enough. The Elders would never allow a mortal to have such powers anymore. Not after what you did... not after all the work you did to make sure that the possibility of any sort of mortal gaining power to hurt yours and your own... would never come to pass.
Your teeth ached. your body, your spirit... ached.
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What do you do?:
[]Help Them: Be as it may, you were feeling charitable tonight. You were going to help them. You don't know why you are doing this… but something told you that if you didn't there would be more regrets to add to the immortal and ever-growing list of them.
[]Stalk them: What was it that this girl sensed that you didn't? Was she sensing you, or something else? You shall… watch them. See what will come.
[]Kill them: Magic in humans… an unnatural scenario… something that will only cause trouble in your retirement. Best to make this quick. They won't suffer. Not like others have.
[]Write in
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[X]Help Them: Be as it may, you were feeling charitable tonight. You were going to help them. You don't know why you are doing this… but something told you that if you didn't there would be more regrets to add to the immortal and ever-growing list of them.
Who says an old monster can't show some humanity.
Who says an old monster can't show some humanity.