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I am too old for these rantations, [May. 9th, 2005|08:10 pm]
~Anne Rice RPG~

I have brought hell upon myself again, with once again pursuing the heart of my desire, Michelle, who has now left me out of spite for my "foolishness" as she says. Those first years after I committed myself to the fire were lonley and dark. I am just now seeing the world with my preternatural senses, and It led me to the neglect of my paramour just as it did over a decade ago, when I took her life with no remorse and gave her death incarnate. Where she has gone, only God and his Omniscient self can say. So I remain in Paris, where my heart will always be regardless of where I choose to roam.
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Pandoorraaaaaa! [May. 8th, 2005|01:33 pm]
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I suddenly scowled, turning my head, letting go of Amadeo and taking a step backward. "...Romeo.." I murmured, suddenly taking a step torwards the direction of the door, gently slipping past Bianca and opening the door with great caution. Peering around the room, I moved into my bedroom, my eyes soon widening as I saw the broken remains of canvas scattered across the crimson velvet.


"..oh..oh no." I whispered mournfully, gingerly picking up a remain of the sunset and pressing it against my cheek, closing my eyes. "What have I done?" I whispered, scowling again with a rough sigh, before suddenly throwing the shard of canvas across the room in my enraged anguish, watching as it pierced easily through the wall and stuck there like a dart.
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The end of my not so immortal self. [May. 8th, 2005|01:19 pm]
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[mood |exanimateexanimate]

I ran as fast as I could, until I reached a graveyard, and let myself fall against a grave.

"God.." I whispered to myself between sobs. "I never wanted that. I never did. Why the hell is it all going wrong? I'm done with that eternity. Just a few days in it and I'm already going crazy."

I sighed and got up slowly, walking around and taking every piece of wood I could find, putting them in front of the grave. This would be my dying place. I wasn't wanting to stay alive forever. It wasn't for me. With luck, if it was possible, I wouldn't go in hell. Not that I was even believing that such a place was existing.. But even if it was existing, it wouldn't be worse than that.

After a few minutes, I had enough wood to make a rather big fire. If I was understanding well, since I was young, I wouldn't last very long in the fire, so yes it would hurt, but at least, it would be short.

I felt another immortal not very far. Unable to read their mind, but I was weak, so they were probably closing their mind to me anyway. "I have to make it quick." I whispered, taking the matches in my pocket and lighting them all up, then throwing them in the wood, looking at the fire grow, fear starting to gain me.

"Be strong. Just a few seconds. Or minutes. Who cares. After all, everything will be ended. You'll have peace."

I closed my eyes. Felt the heat of the fire as I started walking toward it. As soon as the fire touched me, the pain gained me. I heard someone screaming, rather loud.

"Noooo! Romeo..."

I knew the voice. Pandora. "It's too late." I said out loud to her. "He doesn't want me. I'm a burden. I don't want that anymore." I opened my eyes, she was not so far, staring at me, on the other side of the fire. Just far enough not to be able to react in time. I knew she would try to stop me, so I jumped in the fire quickly, letting out a scream.

God, I had never imagined that fire could hurt that much.

My whole body took fire, my clothes too. I felt Pandora's hand on me, but it was too late. My hands were already falling in ashes and flying in the wind, as it was blowing quite strongly. In a few seconds, I was gone.

Pandora sobbed beside the fire and tried to stop my ashes from flying, but it was useless. Her hands were burned, and a soft growled went out of her throat.

She started walking out of the graveyard.
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A Convincing Kiss [Apr. 3rd, 2005|02:57 pm]
~Anne Rice RPG~
[mood |calmcalm]
[music |'Razorblade Kiss' by HIM]

I felt myself lost in his eyes.

"Don't be sorry, dear." I whispered.

"Don't be sorry." I caressed his cheek gently, lovingly, trying to reassure him.

At the mentioning of his painting, my eyes lit up suddenly, shining like blue skies. I was trying to raise my own spirits, to be optimistic, yet such a task was near impossible. Such happiness was only a charade.

"Yes, I've seen your painting. Gorgeous."

I took his fingers gently into my hands, stroking his fingertips as I murmured, "Such talent that lies in these fingers."

"Romeo," I murmured, "Do you mind, if we leave this temporary home tommorow, would you..."

I looked away, unsure of what to say, how to suggest such an idea. Suddenly, knowing his weakness, I kissed his lips softly, knowing he would give in if I did so.

"Would you like to stay with me, to move into my Italian palazzo?"

I missed my land.

My Italy.

...and I felt so alone.

Again, I kissed his lips softly once more, running my fingers gently through his dark hair, trying to convince him to agree.

As if he needed convincing.
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(no subject) [Mar. 26th, 2005|10:35 pm]
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Young ones today, no sense of right or wrong. They kill without remorse, kill the juvenile, the pulchritudinous, never the bad-doer. Never the ill-favored. Immortality favors those who prefer beauty over intelligence. I imagine I am not one to talk, in recent months my infatuation with the young one, Ruby, has gone beyond intellectual beliefs. Her beauty is astounding, I find myself in a trance when I look at her.

I still remember our first meeting, as if it were yesterday. How I had told her that killing the innocent was frowned upon, I had followed her, silently, as she took a fourteen year old innocent in her arms. Enthralling. And I, one who would punish on such occasion, found myself unable to move.

Since then I have tried to keep myself busy, attaining new eyes from a man --if he could be called such a thing-- who had killed for pleasure, light blue eyes that could see into eternity. I had hoped they would last longer than my previous eyes but they failed almost instantly.

Oh how I detest collecting the eyes of mortals, such an inhuman task.

Undoubtedly, I should leave this young one be. It could only end in heartbreak. Perchance, I should visit members of The Great Family. I have been neglecting them of late.

I am unsure how to proceed.

[Open to Ruby]
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As Aestus, (Cherub, could you give him posting rights, aestus_master?) [Mar. 22nd, 2005|07:53 pm]
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My lips curled in a frown of distaste, sharp green eyes narrowing as lush lips pulled back in a mocking sneer.

Marius was such a dreadfully foolish master in the present, gentle and in many ways, fragile. How did his loved ones believe him to be so resilient, so strong? Perhaps it was my own wisdom that opened my eyes to his vulnerability. He was weak when it came to his loved ones, it was obvious as he let himself become lost to the labyrinths of this Amadeo! Why, I couldn’t help but burst into laughter as he seemed to be a cowardly canine as he grew meek and humble in shame, a mere domesticated dog who had its tail between its very legs!

My Riccardo, he had fallen prisoner to his icy gaze and soothing words, out of all boys. Oh, I wouldn’t stand for this, Riccardo was mine, mine as long as the fiery nectar still surged through my ancient limbs. Let Marius claim him, as a mortal boy..perhaps...but as an immortal, as a perfectly androgynous boy, he was mine..all mine...

A cold hearted laugh escaped my parted lips, and I sneered once more, willing myself to rise to the occasion, willing myself to rise to the very balcony of this apartment, mentally unlocking the glass doors without effort. Ah, a boy was crying, a beautiful boy...oh, certainly another one of Marius’s little pets, another one of this little boy toys...

...I wasn’t surprised.

I beckoned to the child, patiently took his hand, begged him to follow. Let his eyes be opened to the mind of his new master. Another fallen cherub, betrayed by his God? Marius' foundation was already crumbling, and I only pulled bricks.

Ah, so they were in this room? I could hear Amadeo’s clear voice loud with raging screams, Marius’s soft voice gentle with reasoning. Again, I unlocked this door, gracefully stepping inside with a smirk lingering on my lips. Ah, Marius was over by the glass door, whispering soothing words to Amadeo, toying with his mind with his murmurs of love and reasoning. Ah, he loved to play with his boys, it was obvious that he couldn’t keep his hands off of Riccardo any longer, and lust had taken over him from a mere kiss, as innocent as it first was. Oh, but Riccardo....

I shifted my sharp gaze to the dark-haired beauty as he lay on Marius’s bed, his clothes disheveled and cheeks ruddy from previous passion, passion that immediately angered me and sent me into a controlled rage. Ah, Marius toyed with him, played with him, took him into a delicate game of lust and desire, leaving him wide-eyed and seemingly innocent appearing as he lay on his bed.

He reminded me of a doll as he lay there...it was no wonder that Marius couldn’t restrain himself any longer, it was clear why he wanted nothing more than to ravage him with his passion. But he hadn’t! No, he hadn’t dared, for fear of breaking such a delicate angel!

I wouldn’t have hesitated.

After Amadeo's leave, I curled my fingers under my chin, green eyes narrowing, hand resting on my hip in almost a cocky manner. “Missed me?” I asked, murmuring to Riccardo. I winked at Riccardo, head tilting to the side a bit.

They hadn’t expected me, and I was at random arrival.

I loved a dramatic introduction.
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(no subject) [Mar. 20th, 2005|10:12 am]
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[mood |guiltyguilty]

I woke up right when the sun was setting, and stepped out once more to look at the only ray of sunshine I can see now. How beautiful the sunset was tonight. Colorful.

I sat down on the grass just in front of my house and sighed. I knew yesterday, acting in such a selfish way, I had hurt more than one person. Even if Tay had told me she was willing to share me, was she really? And that poor new fledging of Louis.. I could see the pain in her eyes and feel it when she was looking at us. And she was so pretty. I knew eventually she would find someone for her, too, but right now, I also knew she was hurting. It was looking a little like what had happened when I had changed Nicolas, actually.

I stayed outside, waiting for Claudia or Tay to come and see me. Wondering if Louis was awake already.
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(no subject) [Mar. 13th, 2005|04:54 pm]
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I am absolutly bored out of my mine. I thought as I sat on a bench in New Orleans watching the traffic and people go past. The night was calm, the sky was clear and you could see the stars very clearly.

I sighed and wondered what everyone was doing, most vampire gathered in new Orleans, it seemed to be the vampire capital of the world. Well I guess I will just have to wait for something to happen, as I had nothing better to do. Helloooo. I said out to New Orleans just for the hell of it.
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Going To The Beach with Lestat and Claudia... [Mar. 12th, 2005|09:03 am]
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When Lestat put Claudia into my arms I smiled at her. I loved her idea of going to the beach. I hadn't been in quite awhile. Lestat returned rather quickly startling me. Luckily I didn't drop Claudia.

She was a beautiful little girl. I was already falling in love with her. I had always wanted a little sister but my mother birthed two boys after I was born.

I smiled at Lestat, "Welcome back baby." I said pulling him in with my left arm and planting a kiss on his lips. "To the beach we go."

I kissed Claudia's forehead as well. I blocked my mind to Claudia and said to Lestat's mind, If Claudia is your daughter which I know she is, then I accept responsibiilities in helping you with her. I accept everything that comes with you love. My first real family since I can't remember when.

"Claudia...what's your favorite color? And tell me a few things about you. Oh and I hope you don't mind the fact that I am in love with Lestat here." I said softly to her trying to break the ice
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(no subject) [Mar. 9th, 2005|05:19 pm]
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Fear, it was pouring off of her, did she know? I was startled, what happen? I thought I was doing pretty well being mortal.

"Are you okay?" I asked concerned and a little scared. If she had found out I was a vampire either she was going to have to keep it a secret or I would have to kill her and if I couldn't go through with it, surely one of the ancients would.
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