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‘Nosferatu The Vampyre’ by W. Herzog, 1970 (the head of count Orlok removed from the picture) 

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Dracula smirked. One way or another, he planned on showing the Doctor his perspective. And maybe then this alien would see humans for what they were.

Open Starter that anyone can respond to!

((OOC: This is an open starter that anyone can respond to regardless of if we've RPed or not.))

"What do you think of my vampire costume? Should make for a great Halloween costume."

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"My familiar," said the Count. "He will be dealing with you."

"You summoned me, master?"

Nomad groaned. “I don’t know how humans can cope with just one heart. It’s unbearable.”

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"You work for the count?" she asked. "Don't you think it's a little iffy working for someone who has been dubbed "the Prince of Darkness?"

Upon the cobble streets known as The French Quarter, Bee stood as the sun lingered. It was close to sunset but the days were now growing long and Bee had things to do. She had a large black sunhat on, shading her scarred face

As she walked by, she passed a woman who sneered as she whiffed the air.

"Blegh! The faint stench of honeysuckle and alligators. Let me guess. Chateu Dracula in the Bayou, right?"

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“The name’s Blaire… Wait… Did my mother send you?”

Upon the cobble streets known as The French Quarter, Bee stood as the sun lingered. It was close to sunset but the days were now growing long and Bee had things to do. She had a large black sunhat on, shading her scarred face

As she walked by, she passed a woman who sneered as she whiffed the air.

"Blegh! The faint stench of honeysuckle and alligators. Let me guess. Chateu Dracula in the Bayou, right?"

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“This new generation of vampires,” he growled. “No respect.”

(Closed RP)

A Salvatore in Storybrooke

@travelingthroughworlds

Stefan had hoped a change of scenery would help him avoid trouble. It was the whole reason he came to Storybrooke in the first place. Still, something felt off. It wasn't the stares he was getting. He was used to that. Being an attractive guy, he was bound to get some attention from strangers. No, it was something else. A presence, a vampiric presence. But this one seemed more powerful and far more ancient than others. What he didn't realize was that powerful presence was watching him at that very moment, along side a wife and child.

"He is here."

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“What I’m still wrapping my head around is how you were able to keep Damon a secret from me. I should have at least been able to smell him. There’s no mistaking the smell of a fellow vampire.”

(Closed RP)

A Salvatore in Storybrooke

@travelingthroughworlds

Stefan had hoped a change of scenery would help him avoid trouble. It was the whole reason he came to Storybrooke in the first place. Still, something felt off. It wasn't the stares he was getting. He was used to that. Being an attractive guy, he was bound to get some attention from strangers. No, it was something else. A presence, a vampiric presence. But this one seemed more powerful and far more ancient than others. What he didn't realize was that powerful presence was watching him at that very moment, along side a wife and child.

"He is here."

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“Good for you. I was acting on instinct. Who are you? How do I know you’re not going to do something worse?”

Upon the cobble streets known as The French Quarter, Bee stood as the sun lingered. It was close to sunset but the days were now growing long and Bee had things to do. She had a large black sunhat on, shading her scarred face

As she walked by, she passed a woman who sneered as she whiffed the air.

"Blegh! The faint stench of honeysuckle and alligators. Let me guess. Chateu Dracula in the Bayou, right?"

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"Jerks," said the young woman, brushing herself off. "Always forcing me to use magic."

Upon the cobble streets known as The French Quarter, Bee stood as the sun lingered. It was close to sunset but the days were now growing long and Bee had things to do. She had a large black sunhat on, shading her scarred face

As she walked by, she passed a woman who sneered as she whiffed the air.

"Blegh! The faint stench of honeysuckle and alligators. Let me guess. Chateu Dracula in the Bayou, right?"

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"Renfield, tend to our 'guests," said Dracula. "Belle and I must go tend to the baby."

"Yes, my liege," said Renfield.

(Closed RP)

A Salvatore in Storybrooke

@travelingthroughworlds

Stefan had hoped a change of scenery would help him avoid trouble. It was the whole reason he came to Storybrooke in the first place. Still, something felt off. It wasn't the stares he was getting. He was used to that. Being an attractive guy, he was bound to get some attention from strangers. No, it was something else. A presence, a vampiric presence. But this one seemed more powerful and far more ancient than others. What he didn't realize was that powerful presence was watching him at that very moment, along side a wife and child.

"He is here."

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"Everyone who has ever stood against my plans has always stood against me. You will not get that option. RENFIELD!!!"

Nomad groaned. “I don’t know how humans can cope with just one heart. It’s unbearable.”

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So I am fine tuning my New Sith Order AU where Vader kills Palpatine, Padme is alive and becomes empress, and Vader creates a new order of sith. Now, in this AU, I have established that Padme is NOT like Palpatine. She is kind, benevolent, and merciful. But I have been thinking, what sort of outfits should she wear?

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For anyone who’s been keeping an eye on the BBB

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Let’s say, for whatever reason, Final Goji needed a voice actor. Who would you pick?

The deep, dark, brooding voice of Keith David, the tough, raspy, loner’s voice of Steve Blum, or did you have another voice actor in mind?

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"Put my brother down!" said Stefan before getting grabbed.

"Gentlemen, I think now would be as good a time as any to retire for the evening," said Dracula, holding them both.

(Closed RP)

A Salvatore in Storybrooke

@travelingthroughworlds

Stefan had hoped a change of scenery would help him avoid trouble. It was the whole reason he came to Storybrooke in the first place. Still, something felt off. It wasn't the stares he was getting. He was used to that. Being an attractive guy, he was bound to get some attention from strangers. No, it was something else. A presence, a vampiric presence. But this one seemed more powerful and far more ancient than others. What he didn't realize was that powerful presence was watching him at that very moment, along side a wife and child.

"He is here."