Dude, I had an rp with Loki. x3 Uhm, but sure. Actual vamps. Now uh...NOT EET! ouo *runs*

No wonder your username seems familiar. xD  I probably lurked your rp with Loki.  And oh noes, I has to start! D:  Oh well, I have no choice. xD  And I gtg for now, so i'll post after I finish eating.))

Oh you're cool. XD But, alright. See ya!

((*is back* :D))

Brian was walking down the street, and thankfully for him it was nighttime.  His hair shined under the moonlight, his eyes staring ahead of him, and his feet moving slowly, shuffling a little.  He felt a gust of wind blow his hair, making his tiny strands of hair flutter in the wind.

Brian enjoys drinking human blood, unlike most vampires who wish they had never become one.  He feeds on human blood as much as he can, and today was no different.  He had fed on 2 humans already, and planned on feeding on a third.  He still has some fresh blood from his last victim on his chin, too.

Brian came across another house, and was about to go in and feed on the person who lived inside of it, but decided not to.  He does feed on as much as he can, but both of his victims were overweight and has a lot of blood, so he was already full.

Violet glanced over at her grandfather, sleeping in his recliner and smiled just a little. How many times was that old man going to do that? She laughed a little and dragged his body up the stairs and into the room. Silently, she made her way downstairs and over to the fridge; man she was hungry. She grimaced somewhat as she noticed there was no milk. She huffed; she could've sworn she told her grandfather that they needed some. Annoyed, she grabbed her coat, a hat and walked out the door. They needed some groceries, and now that he was sleeping, she doubted he would remember in the morning.

Shaking her head as she walked out the grocery shop, lucky for her it was a 24 hour one, and started on her way back home. She hated being out at night, but it's not like she had a choice. She glanced over at the figure on the other side of the street and huffed, keeping a distance. Honestly, there were so many weirdos out at night, I mean, what was that on his chin? Kool-Aid? She sighed and continued walking, not wanting to make contact with him, none at all.

OhOhSea:: Sorry, brain dead. :x

Brian stared at Violet, and felt a little odd.  Whats wrong with me? He thought.  Am I hungry? No, he couldn't have been hungry.  That feeling felt nothing like hunger.  He just stared at her, and he felt a bit mesmerized by her looks.  He shook his head and turned around heading the other way, but he couldn't help glancing back at her.  Somethings wrong with me today. He thought, feeling slightly puzzled.  He never felt that feeling before.  It was as if he liked that girl, wait, what if he did?

Brian quickly ran the other way, not wanting that feeling to overwhelm him again.  He was soon far out of sight, and he sighed.  I'm supposed to kill, not love! He thought angrily.  No, I don't love her.  I don't, I don't, I don't! He kept repeating that in his head, trying to shake the image of the girl out of his head.  But it wouldn't get out.  This is so wrong. He thought, feeling somewhat pitiful and embarras.sed. 

Violet watched as that stranger person...thing kept glancing at her and she had to admit she felt really awkward when he did. Really awkward. She didn't exactly enjoy it when people stared at her...at all. She glanced up at the sky, and a small rain drop fell on her nose, and then more as it started to pour. She gasped and started running, it was way too late outside to be caught in a storm. From the looks of the heavy winds and brutal rain, that's exactly what it seemed like.

Her bags carried away, she grumbled, but then continued her running. Her house was too far, and she could hardly see a thing. Glancing around, she caught the glimpse of what looked like an old house and immeadiately ran towards it. Lightening and thunder roared in the skies, and she started to wonder how something like that could happen so quickly, but she took it out of her mind and continued running. She ducked inside the abandoned mansion and stayed there, ringing out her hair as she waited for the storm to blow over.

While she waited, she explored the mansion in amusement, ignoring the weird sounds that the floor boards made. Hearing footsteps, she waited and screamed somewhat when a cat jumped out. She sighed in relief. "It's just a cat. Just a cat." She rea.ssured herself and continued exploring. She couldn't help but wonder if someone else lived in this house, or what the person was like when they used to live here. Her mind slowly wandered back to Brian, wondering where he was from, anyway. She had never seen him. She shook her head, getting it out of her mind and sat in a chair, staring out the window. Waiting.

Brian sat on a rock and smacked his head several times, attempting to get some sense into his self.  It didn't work.  I give up. He thought.  I guess I do have a crush on her. Then he got off the rock and walked around the woods, not really heading anywhere.  He just felt like walking around, what else is there to do if you're a vampire who is already full?

Brian didn't seem to notice there was a storm until he heard loud thunder; probably because he was too distracted by Violet.  The trees sheltered him, not fully, but enough to prevent him from getting soaked by the rain.  Only tiny drops of water dripped on him, but he didn't really mind.  After a few minutes his shirt had tiny wet spots all over it, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

When the tiny wet spots had gotten larger, making some parts of his shirt soaked, he went into a nearby cave.  That cave was the one he stayed in during the daytime; perfect for him because the cave was dark and had no sunlight in it.  Sunlight was too strong for his sensitive vampire skin, and it also blinded him.