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Sometimes even the Sheriff of Area 69 and Malkavian Minister has to do a little moshing.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Where the fuck have I been?
I have slacked off on my duties as Malkavian Minister of Interior, Priestess of Evil, and Sheriff of Area 69.
And for all that, I am deeply sorry. (makes sad emo face)
After the demise of the clan which shall remain nameless and the downfall of the queen who cares more about being cuddled that providing blood for her clan, I lost interest in my day to day duties as a vampire elder. Shall I say,"bored to death" no pun intended.
I look now at newly made vampires who sicken me with their lack of style and imagination, asking humans, "want to be a vampire", "can I suck your blood". I was so sickened I staked one of these newly made baby vampires myself, Yes killed one of my own kind and I am not sorry. I have notified his sire and compensated him for his loss, which wasn't much if you ask me.
So here I am at the hospital, waiting for death to take those who come here, taking pleasure in the crying for mercy, the moaning of pain, the smell of fresh wounds, ah delicious.
Sadly these humans call out for the wrong solution "god save me", I hear. Do they not know that I am their only salvation; that only I can take their pain away.
I watch the sick and injured, hoping to find someone whom I can mentor, who I can teach all that I know, who will bring glory to the race of the vampires once again. I will take that human's life and replace it with a precious immortality and the gift of all of my knowledge.
I will make a new vampire child, some human with characteristics much like my own.
I am waiting.
I am watching.
I am listening.
And for all that, I am deeply sorry. (makes sad emo face)
After the demise of the clan which shall remain nameless and the downfall of the queen who cares more about being cuddled that providing blood for her clan, I lost interest in my day to day duties as a vampire elder. Shall I say,"bored to death" no pun intended.
I look now at newly made vampires who sicken me with their lack of style and imagination, asking humans, "want to be a vampire", "can I suck your blood". I was so sickened I staked one of these newly made baby vampires myself, Yes killed one of my own kind and I am not sorry. I have notified his sire and compensated him for his loss, which wasn't much if you ask me.
So here I am at the hospital, waiting for death to take those who come here, taking pleasure in the crying for mercy, the moaning of pain, the smell of fresh wounds, ah delicious.
Sadly these humans call out for the wrong solution "god save me", I hear. Do they not know that I am their only salvation; that only I can take their pain away.
I watch the sick and injured, hoping to find someone whom I can mentor, who I can teach all that I know, who will bring glory to the race of the vampires once again. I will take that human's life and replace it with a precious immortality and the gift of all of my knowledge.
I will make a new vampire child, some human with characteristics much like my own.
I am waiting.
I am watching.
I am listening.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Monday, May 11, 2009
Sheriff of Area 69's Office
Yes my darlings.
I am moonlighting.
Not only am I your Vampire Priestess and Clan homeland security, I have now taken on the duty of policing the freaky vampires across our great nation.
Freaky Vampires, beware, Jezabelle is on the job as the new Sheriff of Area 69!
{licks her fangs and slaps her hand with her ruler}
You freaky vampires better wash your stank asses cause I am on my way to your town to inspect your freaky!
I am moonlighting.
Not only am I your Vampire Priestess and Clan homeland security, I have now taken on the duty of policing the freaky vampires across our great nation.
Freaky Vampires, beware, Jezabelle is on the job as the new Sheriff of Area 69!
{licks her fangs and slaps her hand with her ruler}
You freaky vampires better wash your stank asses cause I am on my way to your town to inspect your freaky!
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Jonnabellarina
Oh good lord!
What the hell has gotten into me?
Creation of the new Malkavian clan, moving Purgatory, purchasing of the island, my travels in the past two weeks, and that threat of vampire swine flu must have me in a tizzy as I have been acting quite strange lately.
Sure, I have been obsessed with shape shifting into a gay British man, fondly called "Faggot Balls in Country Cream Sauce" or FBCCS for short, but last night was the weirdest I have been in a few decades.
What you see pictured here, is me. All me, lollipop and all. I pranced around like a sugar plum fairy and sprinkled fairy dust over everyone.
Maybe it was the taste of new blood from a new vampire @psylentmike (twitter name) just turned last night that has brought me out of my weirdness but thankfully, I no longer look like this.
What the hell has gotten into me?
Creation of the new Malkavian clan, moving Purgatory, purchasing of the island, my travels in the past two weeks, and that threat of vampire swine flu must have me in a tizzy as I have been acting quite strange lately.
Sure, I have been obsessed with shape shifting into a gay British man, fondly called "Faggot Balls in Country Cream Sauce" or FBCCS for short, but last night was the weirdest I have been in a few decades.
What you see pictured here, is me. All me, lollipop and all. I pranced around like a sugar plum fairy and sprinkled fairy dust over everyone.
Maybe it was the taste of new blood from a new vampire @psylentmike (twitter name) just turned last night that has brought me out of my weirdness but thankfully, I no longer look like this.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Who says you can't go back home again?
It has been nearly a year since I have spent time, romantic time, cuddling with a special someone.
I was never very good at romance and still stumble with being genuine with it.
But on this night, I had the opportunity to reconnect with an old friend. Those of you who have followed the chronicles of my slives will remember the story of Ken and Barbosa. Those of you who are not familiar with that saga missed out on some good drama. It was a roller coaster ride!
I was happy to see my friend although it stirred up some old emotions I was not prepared to deal with.
But it was a nice.
He made me feel human. He made me feel regular. There was no talk of violence, no talk of killing, feeding, vampire clan wars, he made me remember how it felt to be NORMAL.
And I kinda liked it...
I was never very good at romance and still stumble with being genuine with it.
But on this night, I had the opportunity to reconnect with an old friend. Those of you who have followed the chronicles of my slives will remember the story of Ken and Barbosa. Those of you who are not familiar with that saga missed out on some good drama. It was a roller coaster ride!
I was happy to see my friend although it stirred up some old emotions I was not prepared to deal with.
But it was a nice.
He made me feel human. He made me feel regular. There was no talk of violence, no talk of killing, feeding, vampire clan wars, he made me remember how it felt to be NORMAL.
And I kinda liked it...
Monday, May 4, 2009
Is this your water?
Evil has to work. Oh yes, it is true. Evil has bills and credit cards and all that terrible stuff.
I had to travel for work this week (a bit of traveling this week as well) and James, my human, had to care for the animals (my 2 chis, my 2.5 fish, and his but now mine parrot and our puppy). The human took pictures of the demon dog when I was away and this was one of the pictures. There are more pics of this monster in flickr, please check them out.
We are raising our very own hound of hell.
Hound goes to boarding school at the end of the month for two weeks.
(American Bully 5 months today, 62 pounds of evil)
I had to travel for work this week (a bit of traveling this week as well) and James, my human, had to care for the animals (my 2 chis, my 2.5 fish, and his but now mine parrot and our puppy). The human took pictures of the demon dog when I was away and this was one of the pictures. There are more pics of this monster in flickr, please check them out.
We are raising our very own hound of hell.
Hound goes to boarding school at the end of the month for two weeks.
(American Bully 5 months today, 62 pounds of evil)
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