Post by Leanna S. Grobain on Dec 15, 2013 1:22:05 GMT
when the light runs from the day
will the darkness be too much?
will the darkness be too much?
The life of a bloodsucker, although long and prosper- at least to their own kind, are known to be constant sinners. Each day, they have to provide themselves with three whole meals of bloody goodness to keep themselves alive, and usually, if one tried to suppress that hunger, the urges to feed would certainly drive an individual into a state of complete bloodlust, akin to that of a mindless beast set free by an evil scientist to wreak havoc and destruction upon the world and all its inhabitants. At this moment in time, if Leanna wasn't going to admit to the truth, her eyes betrayed her and pretty much revealed the real story behind all the theories, dimming down to a darkened crimson, even to the point of it glowing slightly.
Surely the transformation wasn't the best solution to all her problems, but she had no choice in the matter. She thought she'd be satisfied, leaving this earth without forming anymore relations with anyone, so that no one would even think about her if she were to die somewhere in a ditch, her system pumped full of drugs and alcohol. She thought she'd be content, living the life of a lone wolf until the very end, leaving no painful memories behind the world if she were to leave it the very next day. She thought that, just by isolating herself from the rest of the world, she'd still be able to perceive it as beautiful, that she'd still be able to love everyone equally.
She thought wrong, and now she- no, everyone else had to pay the price for it.
There wasn't an ounce of hesitation within Leanna's conscience as she immediately went to work when the silver haired male finally moved his ass to the back. What followed directly thenafter was a bloody, gory, and somewhat sexual scene with her ripping out the throats of the dead carcasses, drinking from them like she was shotgunning a beer from a can, and getting off on it while doing all that. Well, nobody ever said this was a painful process, and if you're not feeling the initial guilt of it all, you might as well go all out and enjoy yourself while doing it, right? Plus, their deaths won't be in vain, so at least they entire family served a final purpose: Being Leanna's dinner.
Surely the transformation wasn't the best solution to all her problems, but she had no choice in the matter. She thought she'd be satisfied, leaving this earth without forming anymore relations with anyone, so that no one would even think about her if she were to die somewhere in a ditch, her system pumped full of drugs and alcohol. She thought she'd be content, living the life of a lone wolf until the very end, leaving no painful memories behind the world if she were to leave it the very next day. She thought that, just by isolating herself from the rest of the world, she'd still be able to perceive it as beautiful, that she'd still be able to love everyone equally.
She thought wrong, and now she- no, everyone else had to pay the price for it.
There wasn't an ounce of hesitation within Leanna's conscience as she immediately went to work when the silver haired male finally moved his ass to the back. What followed directly thenafter was a bloody, gory, and somewhat sexual scene with her ripping out the throats of the dead carcasses, drinking from them like she was shotgunning a beer from a can, and getting off on it while doing all that. Well, nobody ever said this was a painful process, and if you're not feeling the initial guilt of it all, you might as well go all out and enjoy yourself while doing it, right? Plus, their deaths won't be in vain, so at least they entire family served a final purpose: Being Leanna's dinner.
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