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I am a writer of morbid stories and I am trying to find authors that will contribute to a collection of short stories that I am making called Morbid Thoughts and Art...I'm on myspace.com here is my url: http://www.myspace.com/11093009
I was turned in August of 1928 When I was just 18 years of age...I was walking in town and I had my girl on my shoulder. Some friends of mine that worked at the factory with me were sitting on the curb of the street outside of a bar. They were drunk and barely capable of speech. I rounded the corner and met a man that looked in his early thirties. I looked him in the eye and I noticed that he had to be older. He had wisdom in those gray eyes that I felt like I wanted.
"Take the girl home," he said to me. "Come back and meet me under that light." I nodded and walked her home. I held her at her door and gave her a kiss. I felt love in this kiss like I had never felt before. She has never kissed me like this. To anyone watching us kiss, it looked normal, but it felt so different...I felt like a last kiss...
I walked back to where I saw the "old" man and saw my friends laying on the curb, piled on top of each other...'They've passed out,' I thought to myself. I looked around and saw the man standing under the street light.
I stood beside him and we talked. The more we talked, the more I grew to love him...I loved his wisdom...I loved his power...
We walked and talked for what seemed like hours and loved each other like we knew each other all our lives...Then it happened...We were walking on a dark, uninhabitted street. He turned to me.
"You feel my power," He said. "I can tell, I hear it in your thoughts. Do you want this power as well?" I was speechless...How did he know what I was thinking? I nodded...
He wrapped an arm around my waist and his other hand he rested against my head. He looked me deep in the eyes and pulled my head to the side. He kissed my neck, then stabbed his teeth into a main artery.
I felt him drink my life away, I felt cold...He grunted a little and I smiled...It became pleasureful. It was an extreme satisfaction and I didn't know if I could hold onto him much longer. I wanted to cry out because the pleasure was so great...Then I saw something...
I fell limp to the ground and I looked up to him. He bit his wrist and dripped the blood onto my dry lips. I lick the blood and I felt the pleasure again. He put his wrist to my mouth and I drank, greedily at first, but gradually slowing until he finally pulled himself away...
He then told me the essential rules of drinking blood and he showed me images of his life. We then walked to a large house and into a room on the top floor. I stood by the window and looked out to the horizon. I saw a faint light from the sun rising. I felt sick, I felt like I was dying.
I was on the floor, screaming and crying out to my master. "Why does it hurt, Mathias?" I screamed between gasps for life.
"You are dying a mortal death," he replied. "It is essential to your immortal life." I can't even begin to explain the pain. All I could do was scream and gasp until finally I lay still on the floor. Mathias picked me up and layed me in my coffin. He closed it a I shut my eyes...I was asleep...I awoke, ready to hunt, the thirst in me was so great.
I looked around and saw a pile of clothes on the floor with a note beside them: 'I am gone. I have given you my Gift and now I must leave you. You will see me again one night...' I sat on the floor for a while, thinking about Mathias. I wanted him so bad, I needed him. I put on the clothes he had left for me. Then I lept to the window and roared in anger. How could he leave me like this? I began to hunt...My first hunt as a Vampire...
(This is Raziel from Soul Reaver, but I use it to describe how I looked after I changed.)
u.s. history
Hustlin's in my blood my father's name is Britain + His history consisted of robbery killin' and pimpin + Filthy rich and the biggest killer that you ever seen + Once I'm older I'm takin' over ima be king + I was locked up in jail when he got the new land + Opened his cells I guess that's how the story began + First mission was to clear it out and claim it as mine + Indigenous people were peaceful it took no time + Great grandmother Africa was blind and disabled + Sons was traitors we played divide and conquer invaded + Sold her children into slavery and profited quick + Started makin' side deals and that's how I got rich + Daddy Britain found out and tried to put me in check + He don't understand I'm a man and I deserve some respect + Tried to bring it to me but I play for keeps and I won + Still my daddy but you ain't the only man with a gun + More money More problems little brother is wild + They call 'em The South he's country with a big ass mouth + Tried to show 'em new business but he don't wanna change + I love 'em but I knew eventually I'd blow out his brains + I'm America! + CHORUS + You know you know God Bless America + You know you know God Bless America + You know you know God Bless + Me and my daddy still cool and my uncles is with us + France Russia and Italy and we all killas + But it's this nigga named Germany that's out of control + Rollin with Japan and Turkey and them niggas is bold + Started fuckin' with my uncles and we all went to war + Uncle France damn near died at the tip of his sword + When the smoke cleared we won let 'em retreat + Shoulda' killed 'em cause they knew they had us close to defeat + Kicked it off again 20 years later it was on + This time my uncle Italy traded and he was gone + I was neutral when Japan hit me guess that he knew + I aint gone' let my family fight without me jumpin' in too + Woulda' lost if I didn't hit Germany's weapon supply + Kamikaze Japanese was always ready to die + Dropped atomic bomb let them niggas know that it's real + Speak soft with a big stick do what I say or be killed + I'm America! + CHORUS + You know you know God Bless America + You know you know God Bless America + You know you know God Bless + I'm racin' with my uncle Russia we the ones with the guns + He supported the North so I rolled with South Vietnam + Thought it would be easy but almost 60 thousand died + They was harder than Korea so we ran for our lives + It's a family called the Middle East and they got bread + Sellin' oil they don't cut me in then off with their head + I got a nephew named Israel that's right in the middle + Pay his allowance as long as he can dance to my fiddle + I had a patna' named Iraq gave 'em weapons and money + Nigga started getting' power and he start actin' funny + Saudi Arabia's cool gotta son Bin Laden + I was trainin' his soldiers to go against the Russians and stop 'em + Then he tried to say I need to take my soldiers and cut + Gave 'em the finger that's when he flipped and blew my shit up + I took it to 'em, and then I took it back to Iraq + And if you ain't my blood brother you gonna be flat on yo' back + The sons of Africa just invented this shit called rap + Tellin' my secrets that's why I'm puttin' their heads on flat + Built an empire quick and it might not last + But I bet I go down in history as the one that smashed + I'm America! + CHORUS + You know you know God Bless America + You know you know God Bless America + You know you know God Bless + Hustlin's in my blood my father's name is Britain + Hustlin's in my blood my father's name is Britain + The red the white the red the white the blue + The red the white the red the white the blue
My name is Kris...I am 19 and I am in love with the most beautiful and the most personable person ever...I love her more than anything and I wish I could be the best person for her...I plan on marrying her and having kids with her and living happily ever after with her...I don't treat her like I should, and I regret it...She deserves so much more...
I LOVE YOU, KIM!!
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Artistic and maybe even a bit shallow, you belong to the clan of the Toreador. You have a keen eye for pretty things. The embrace is looked on as perserving all beautiful things for eternity. You are the sensual vampires that you hear people talk about that seduce to get what they want. This clan is the one thought of as being the spoiled sort who want to get what they want. However, you usually work right under the ventrue clan as they try to carry out their plans.
What Vampire Clan Do You Belong To?
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Here is some artwork by a great artist named Peder Bartholdy
Now here is some random pictures of things I am into...
This is Deadstar Assembly...A great Industrial band...
Zeromancer is the BEST!
This is Bauhuas
I love Dimmu Borgir...
Brandon Lee: RIP...
Brandon's Grave
"BECAUSE WE DON'T KNOW WHEN WE WILL
DIE, WE GET TO THINK OF LIFE AS AN
INEXHAUSTIBLE WELL. YET EVERYTHING
HAPPENS A CERTAIN NUMBER OF TIMES
AND A VERY SMALL NUMBER, REALLY.
HOW MANY MORE TIMES WILL YOU
REMEMBER A CERTAIN AFTERNOON OF YOUR
CHILDHOOD, SOME AFTERNOON THAT WAS
REALLY A PART OF YOUR BEING THAT YOU
CAN'T EVEN CONCIEVE OF YOUR LIFE
WITHOUT IT? PERHAPS FOUR OR FIVE TIMES
MORE, PERHAPS NOT EVEN THAT. HOW
MANY MORE TIMES WILL YOU WATCH THE
FULL MOON RISE? PERHAPS TWENTY, AND
YET IT ALL SEEMS LIMITLESS."For Brandon and Eliza
Ever Joined in True Love
