Post by STEPHEN NICOLAS WRIGHT on Jun 1, 2010 1:22:00 GMT
stephen nicolas wright , ----------------
TWO HUNDRED SEVENTY NINE / TWENTY ONE, VAMPIRE, MAFIA, UNPREDICTABLE.
"haven't you heard that i'm the new cancer, never looked better and you can't stand it
i’m wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it, ruining this banquet"
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DEAR LORD STEPHEN OF DEVON,
Your presence is requested in the House of Lords this Tuesday, on the twenty sixth day of May. Please arrive shortly before eleven o’clock in the morning. We have much to discuss.
DEAR LORD STEPHEN OF DEVON,
Your absence in the House of Lords this Tuesday was not of your usual character. We have sent a carriage for you, and request your presence there at your earliest convenience. The carriage should arrive in a fortnight.
HILLTOP MASSACRE IN DEVON: LORD STEPHEN WRIGHT MISSING [/size][/font]
Twenty two servants found dead and Lord Stephen Wright missing at the place of the massacre.
After failing to show up for a meeting at the House of Lords this past Tuesday, suspicion was aroused as to the whereabouts of the gentleman. Upon arrival at the Lord’s estate, he was nowhere to be found, however twenty two of his servants were found dead, at the scene. There was little blood in some cases, in others, signs of a struggle, almost all were punctured in what looks to be some sort of bite mark. The decay of some of the bodies show that a few may have been dead for weeks, or longer. There seems no explanation for what has occurred, and it is feared that Wright is most likely dead and hidden somewhere in the estate. Officials are searching for the body now.
Was an animal let loose in the estate? Did a mass murder occur at the hands of one of the many jealous husbands Wright provoked? His notorious play boy ways may finally have caught up with him. Or was it Wright himself, who killed his staff, then fled? This makes no sense, however, for what would it have accomplished?
We will keep you posted.
MAY 31, 1752[/size][/font]
I killed them. I killed them all. It started in secret, this thirst. This thirst I can not quench. I killed the stablehand in a fit of anger. I hid the body the woods behind the house. Next was a girl who washed my clothes. Always in fits of anger. I can not control it, this irritability. Always angry. Finally word must have gotten out. Some fled, a few attempted to kill me. I lost it. I killed so many of them. Ripped apart limbs. So much blood. Delicious blood. I bathed in it that night.
JUNE FIFTEENTH, 1752[/size][/font]
I am hiding in Germany until I can return to my home. I know what I am now. A monster I have never before heard of, except in myths. Vampire. It’s exhilarating and frightening. I’ve killed more. I’ve lost count. I feel nothing. It is strange. I can shut off my emotions entirely. I still find, however, that I can not feed on children. It seems wrong, somehow—their blood is innocent. The people of the streets however, are easy prey. Nobody misses them.
DECEMBER SIXTH, 1805[/size][/font]
I've discovered the strangest thing. I think I might have supernatural powers. I do not even believe it as I write it. These are the things of fables--no, of nightmares. And it is just that. It is as if I can conjure up one's worst nightmares. It's an illusion, but it's so very real at the same time. I do not understand it, and I am not sure I wish to.
SEPTEMBER TWENTIETH, 1943[/size][/font]
I am a solider. A soldier of the shadows. I do not fight alongside these men in camouflage, nor do I pick off the bodies like a vulture. I am above such things. Much of my nobility has died out, I fear. However I am never to sink that low. I have seen too much, so much history. I’ve watched the monarchy fall, I’ve seen a new country born and fight for its revolution. New York is a sight to behold. I feel as if I’ve been to the ends of the earth and back. Perhaps I have. I’ve traveled more than anyone ever shall. I am a wanderer now. I am alone. But it is freeing, this independence. Lately I’ve been using it to remove the Nazi scum from my path. I still haunt the estate now and then, it’s new occupants have nothing to fear except the ghosts of my own doing that still wander the halls at night. It’s still beautiful. I can’t help but wander back every now and then.
JANUARY FIFTEENTH, 1953[/size][/font]
I can’t say I’ve never met another vampire. In fact, I’ve met far too many. I’ve met too many humans as well. I’ve been careless, especially as a newborn. Some got away. I feel like I am being watched, sometimes. I think, perhaps, they know. That some file with my name on it sits on a historian’s desk. I am not invisible anymore. They know. I am marked. Thank god I am smarter than they. Stupid humans.
APRIL FIFTH, 1953[/size][/font]
I met a man today. Aleksander. In a world that is becoming increasingly hard for us to exist in, he gives me hope. He has big ideas, ideas that have matched my own. I know I am not alone anymore. We plan to start a group of vampires, old as us. It is beginning. Let it begin.
QUICK STUDY[/size][/font]
Incredibly intelligent, emotionless, unpredictable, Casanova, strong, slightly arrogant, very, very clever, has classic taste, likes finery, still very much a Lord, despite his condition, can be very cruel/cold
LIKES[/size][/font]
Himself, blood, the mafia, Aleks, the ocean, his title, reading, philosophy, debate, history, poetry, women, classical music, dancing, traveling, witty banter, clever insults, being in charge, his journal that he’s kept most of his [vampire] life, writing, playing musical instruments, gambling, sex, historical cities, architecture, etc, fine art, studying art, leather shoes, his powers, museums, classic literature
DISLIKES[/size][/font]
Humans, anything cheap or ‘below him’, technology, the weak, emotions, most other vampires, public transit, sunlight, the unintelligent, those that oppose him, historians trying to ‘study’ him, vile language, bad English, the French, gossip, being dirty, bugs, dirt in general
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MADE BY LILLY CAN'T BE TAMED OF CAUTION 2.0.
[/size][/font][/center][/blockquote][/blockquote]MADE BY LILLY CAN'T BE TAMED OF CAUTION 2.0.
