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Post by Victor Krieger on Dec 28, 2005 0:35:17 GMT -5
Blag
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Post by Meta Bonnaire on Dec 28, 2005 1:45:33 GMT -5
Meta angrily opens the knife and shoves it into Victor's door, slicing the note underneath. She hadn't been in the mood for a relationship in the last twenty years and was probably tired of men all together. The vampire highly doubted she would be interested in anyone before Victor died.
Maybe if he got lucky, she'd make him into a vampire and he could wait and see if she was ever interested in males again.
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Post by Victor Krieger on Dec 28, 2005 2:39:43 GMT -5
Victor was startled by the noise, "What the fuck?" He got up off his bed and grabbed one of his guns and quietly unlocked it, making a soft *click* sound. He walked to his door and opened it quickly and pointed the gun at nothing..he noticed the knife and note at the corner of his eye. He was rejected..again. "Fucker."
Victor sat on the side of his bed and slouched with his head hanging. 'I'll win her heart..' he kept thinking over in head over and over again.
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Post by Meta Bonnaire on Jan 10, 2006 22:57:01 GMT -5
( End of Previous RP )
( New RP Sequence )
Looking around, Meta knocked on Victor's door, "Are you asleep?" She glanced over at the deep scar she'd left in the door and felt... depressed? "Victor? Open the door. Please? I'm just making sure you are alright."
Meta really did have a concerned voice. Victor lived, but that wouldn't have been his choice. She was still certain that he'd been out of touch when he'd pulled the trigger and wanted to see if she could make him feel any better. This was a major personality change she was showing towards Victor, now. She was kinder.
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Post by Victor Krieger on Jan 10, 2006 23:04:57 GMT -5
-bang-
-bang-
Two gunshots. Target practice with some dummies. "What do you want... Meta?" Victor aimed and shot again. -bang- Missed.. He hated his new sight, his new view at things. If his new vampiric self didn't work out, he'd have no choice but to kill himself. The plan he planned to do if he had turned at the school.
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Post by Meta Bonnaire on Jan 10, 2006 23:09:25 GMT -5
"Nnn..." Meta simply jiggled the handle to open the door. Looking in the room, she noticed that he'd missed a shot aimed toward the dummy. "You missed? You never miss. Don't worry, though. You'll get used to it and you'll be even better, then. Alright?" Moving towards him, she put a hand on his shoulder. A simple kind gesture.
Thinking about it as she patted his shoulder, Meta wondered if the new kindness she wanted to show him was only because he was her fledgling. HER flegdling. God forbid the young one would become too strong because of her age.
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Post by Victor Krieger on Jan 10, 2006 23:19:11 GMT -5
Victor shrugged off hands. "Don't touch me.." He didn't speak in his bold, raspy voice anymore. It was softer, more of an angel's voice. He glanced at her with the same indifferent eyes and sat on his bed, still holding his pistole. "I never intended to be a vampire...becoming the one thing I hate. I'd rather be a zombie than a vampire."
That was something true. He was a zombie for a short awhile. His memories gone, not caring who he killed or what his past was, and easily killed. Much easier than a vampire that is.
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Post by Meta Bonnaire on Jan 10, 2006 23:27:23 GMT -5
Meta's stomach lurched as she watched him. He was so different. She knew everyone would be different as a vampire, but everything...
She attempted to grasp his chin in her hand and make him look straight at her, but quickly stopped herself and instead slapped him, "What the hell is actually wrong with being a vampire?! What's so terrible? You... you still feel. You still have many of the same emotions. You will change, but every human changes throughout their lives, anyway. You always speak that way towards anyone you want. It doesn't matter if you are talking to the very thing you put down. It never matters."
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Post by Victor Krieger on Jan 10, 2006 23:41:15 GMT -5
He lifted his hand against his cheek to where she slapped him. Pain.. he still felt pain as a vampire. "It doesn't matter if I can still feel emotions or...pain, even.." He layed back on his bed, knees still bent, and stared at his ceiling. "It's living forever..not being able to die unless I'm killed. With my thoughts and memories kept with me forever...
..and my hate for vampires." A secret was kept about Victor that he wouldn't want to be revealed. A secret only the three oldest of the Lucifers knew. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a cigarette from a carton and placed it in his mouth. He reached into his pocket again to pull out a zippo to light it. He took a small puff and discarded the cigarette on the floor, not bothering to put it out. They just weren't as good anymore as it seemed.
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Post by Meta Bonnaire on Jan 10, 2006 23:54:56 GMT -5
Sighing, Meta sat beside Victor on his bed, "You don't realize. Living forever isn't the worst thing that can happen to a person. Vampires are strong creatures because they deal with the memories of their lives. That's what makes most of us strong. None of us can live any amount of time without having bad things happen to us. You were a strong sort of human and I'm certain you'll be a strong vampire. Mentally, that is."
Placing a hand on Victor's arm, Meta whispered, "Why must you insist on hating vampires? What did they ever do to you? Look at me. What's wrong with what I am? Tell me what makes me so terrible." Once Victor would look to her face, if he would, he would be able to see red brimming her eyes with small droplets beginning to fall from them. Crying.
'Damnit. Why am I crying because of this? This is so stupid. I'm too old to cry. When was the last time I cried? Too long to do this now. Great. I'm crying infront of a brand new fledgling.'
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Post by Victor Krieger on Jan 11, 2006 18:48:23 GMT -5
Victor simply laid there and continued staring at the ceiling, not making move. His eyes now dull and clear at the same time. "Bruder.." he mumbled out a German word. Brother, maybe? "I wasn't such a bad person when I was little.. I was raised with the Lucifers after my parents died when I was 3. Didn't really know my parents so I can't say I loved them or not. The Lucifers became my new family. Three new brothers and a sister..
I already had a brother.. named Nathan. Bruder* was in high school at the time and couldn't take care of my his little brother because of finances, so he brought me to the Lucifers..
When I was 5, Bruder requested that I go to human school in the Mortal World. After school, Bruder would wait for me and I'd run up to him and give him a hug.. " He chuckled at the thought of his little self giving his older brother a hug. His first smile as a vampire.
"I remember how he'd always carry me on his shoulders as we walked through the city, bonding with each other until it was time for Dion to take me back to Horn. He became a cop after college, usually after creatures that mortals don't believe in. I finally graduated high school and asked Bruder to let me live with him and he declined.
He told me, "Stay in Horn with the Lucifers, you'll be safer there." I did what he said, but I became a cop of the mortal world with his help at age 21. Then, the night I became his partner, he was killed by some vampires.
We stopped in an alley and he met up with some vampires in a corner. I had absolutely no idea what was going on. He handed them something in a paper bag, one of the vampires checked inside it, he threw it at Bruder and then they just started attacking them. At least 5 vampires were on him.." His tears started to flow down from the corners of his eyes and over his ears."..and they just started biting him, tearing off his flesh. I heard him screaming, but I kept watching.
One of the vampires took me out of the car and they started beating on me after they killed Nathan. They ran away after they heard some sirens when I accidently pressed an emergency backup button. When they ran away, I sat against the wall I was backed into, and was..disgusted by my brother's death.
No one knew why he was killed, his case was labeled "Unsolved", even though I kept yelling "Vampires killed him! Vampires killed him!". They all thought I was crazy and in order to stay a cop I had to get therapy."
His crying started to subside. "I spent most of spare time on his case and always thought everyone that were suspects were also suspects of killing my brother. That's why I always abused them. Out of hate and fear. Then.. I recognized a vampire.. a vampire that helped kill my brother that one night. I questioned him until it was time to threaten him. He told me everything.
Bruder fell in love with a female vampire and together, they had a child, but her clan did not him to be near her anymore. They demanded him to pay child support and to bring them blood every week. That was why he wanted me to live in Horn. He seperated me and him from the vampires so I was safe from them.
That vampire said that wasn't able to pay them for months and they got fed up and...ate him instead. I ended up hunting down his girl and beat her near death until the cops came. I was let off afterwards and fined for battery.
That is why I hate vampires. '20th century revenge' Rukou calls is. I hate them because they killed my brother and why my brother was unable to take care of me."
He started to cry again and spoke in a "crying" voice, "I just couldn't believe I was weak when he was being killed. I could've helped him! He was my own brother, and I just sat there and watched...as he was being torn apart by the bloodsuckers. I was weak...and I still am."
*Victor calls his brother "Bruder" instead of Nathan, most of the time.
[Aha..the whole cheesy story thing.]
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Post by Meta Bonnaire on Jan 11, 2006 19:15:01 GMT -5
Meta stared intently down at Victor as he gave up his life story to her. His tears were still a clear color since he hadn't lost his human-used fluids. Blood would later replace the salt water. Wiping them away, she thought about how to place her words.
"Victor... Nnn... You should think better. Hating an entire species isn't going to make it better. No one in an entire species is exactly alike. I hate that I have to live with the fact that there are vampires like that out there. Hell, there are a lot of them. I'm sorry that this is how you've had to go through your life," was all Meta said for a while. She was saddened by his story, really.
The older vampire moved a hand to wipe under her chin. Her own bloody tears had started to dry from the steady stream that had fallen down her cheeks.
Lightly, she began to speak again, "Vampires don't always play off of greed and hate. A vampire saved me from my old life, actually. I was pretty miserable and they gave me an opportunity. Vampires are never played as the hero's, are they? That's because, naturally, evil tends to be seen the most.
I just want you to understand. I understand why you hated a group that killed the only real person you had left, but you can learn to let go. Live on. That's what everyone must do. If you don't, you won't be anything but miserable. Most humans, as I've seen, were able to find new paths or... or... a new place to confide themselves with. No, no one will replace anyone you loose. That's always a given. I'm still sorry.
Nothing will change the fact that you lost your brother, but if he put so much effort into protecting you from a death... why would you throw that away by not truly living on and creating something else with time?"
(Eh.. vampires have water in their system, nur... they have blood. But the blood and H2O isn't exactly separated to make a completely clear liquid. The tears will be a pink at best.)
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Post by Victor Krieger on Jan 11, 2006 19:35:35 GMT -5
He listened to her until she finished, slightly cutting her off and spoke in a bold tone. "I'm not done.
I searched for my brother's soul in Halo until I found out it was already reincarnated. I didn't bother looking for him anymore. I'd just have to wait until he dies again..and now I can wait for him.
There's something I don't understand." He turned his head and stared up at Meta. "Why do I hate vampires, but love you, a vampire, so much? Just like brothers I suppose.. I hate the fact that I'm a vampire now, but I'm glad it was you who turned me." He smiled at her with a kindness he's rarely shown, "I love you, Meta.."
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Post by Meta Bonnaire on Jan 11, 2006 19:52:41 GMT -5
Meta smiled a little and said a few words quietly, "Neither do I. That's pretty silly of you."
Patting his arm gently, Meta shrugged, "I'm not special, really. I'm just like a lot of the other vampires you find. I'm a lot older, too. Ick. Why would you love something like that? You could just as easily fall in love with someone more worth your while."
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Post by Victor Krieger on Jan 11, 2006 21:32:59 GMT -5
Victor just smiled at her and sat up on his bed. He grabbed onto her arm and moved his body closer forward her, SoubixRitsuka style. "Meta.." he whispered as he gazed into her eyes, showing his new light brown color forming. "..Ich liebe dich*." He truly loved her and didn't care for her age.
"I'm just like a lot of the other vampires you find." Other vampires? Most of the other vampires he's met personally were cruel and just criminals. "No..you're different from them.." He thought.
*German for "I love you".
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