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Post by Evelyn Dharo on Apr 27, 2009 20:05:06 GMT -5
[Even though Dharo already has a vamp in-city, they are still human. For now. Ta. I'm going for a different approach with this CS, maybe it'll work, maybe it won't. We'll see.] StatisticsYou have drunk 1383 pints of blood. Powers: Second-sight Suction Surprise Perception Celerity(1) Thievery(3) You are sire to no other vampires. You are a master vampire, with no sire.
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Post by Evelyn Dharo on Apr 27, 2009 20:05:31 GMT -5
You know you sometimes get to that point in life where you think you might just be a little fucked up? I passed that point years ago. And I don’t think I’m fucked up, I know. Even if everything might have gotten a bit scrambled in my head after that incident.
You know when you were younger; your parents would tell you to think before doing stupid things. Ouija boards are stupid things, my mother would always say to me, my father would shake his head and say it was complete nonsense; spirits couldn’t hang around in limbo, once a person died, a spirit would fade. Magic didn’t exist in our world then.
After one too many glasses of wine one night, my friend felt the need to ask some questions to ‘the spirits’ about her deceased husband, so of course as the supportive friends that we are, we agreed and so out came the ouija board, and a few more glasses of wine. The questions were asked as is customary, Lauren learnt that the man of her dreams would be called Jack, that pleased her to no end. Stacey got a bit tiffed when she learnt her long-time boyfriend would be the man she’d spent the rest of her life with, kind of ironic really. Though Jill still wasn’t ready to ask questions about her husband, so we continued on, lightening the mood for her. The questions started becoming ridiculous after that, “Will I meet a handsome stranger anytime soon?” “Will I win the lottery?” My question was meant to be vague, to prove that it was all a load of rubbish; “Will my life be changing anytime soon?” Y-E-S “Ok, who will change my life?” S-P-I-R-I-T “A spirit will change my life, what kind of spirit?” F-E-M-A-L-E My friends were getting interested now, prodding me to ask more detailed questions; “Does this spirit have a name?” E-L-L-E “Elle, as in my great-grandmother?” Yeah, that was a bit bewildering; my great grandmother had disappeared back in the 80’s, my mother used to talk about her, funny women; my mother and grandmother. V-A-M Then the candles blew out and the wineglass in my hand shattered, I remember letting out a scream, hearing the screams around me, and then, nothing.
I came around again about ten minutes later, my friends all huddled round me, my head cradled against Michelle’s chest, as she rocked and hushed, attempting to soothe herself rather than me. The lights had blown, and it felt like something had slammed into me. But that’s not what I told them. “Sorry, the lights scared the shit out of me, I hadn’t realised I’d shoved myself away that fast. Shit, is that a lump on my head? Did I cut my hand? Fuck, I need more wine.”
They laughed, nervously, but everything was back to normal for them. They were just a bit spooked. Me? I was fucking terrified, something had hit me, a ghost, spirit? Female spirit named Elle, vam? I hadn’t a clue, except that my chest hurt, my head felt like I’d spent a week drinking, and Fuck if I knew what was happening, but that’s how it all started.
I went to a medium after that, thought why not? I could pretend I wanted to contact someone. The woman wouldn’t even let me into the pitiful excuse of an office, said I had to deal with ‘that’ on my own. Fuck knows what ‘that’ is.
It got weirder.
I wore contacts the first few weeks, the change was gradual, just a slight lightening of my irises, my brown eyes started to darken in colour, becoming a murky gray colour. I could live with gray eyes, I could explain the change, “Oh, yeah does that sometimes in summer, you know, sunlight making my eyes change slightly.” But when the gray started to lighten to a brilliant blue colour, then I knew something was up. It was summer time, so I just wore sunglasses a lot, when I’d go out at night, I’d pop in brown contacts. My diet habits were unbelievable, I’d been a vegetarian since I was twelve, but I was craving meat, badly. But the part of my mind that recoiled at the sight of meat was stronger than my newfound cravings, just. What I couldn’t seem to beat, was the sudden bizarre need for cigarettes. It was during a night-out with my friends when I caved, and had my very first cigarette. It wasn’t a feeling I was overly comfortable with, I didn’t get a nicotine hit, or anything like that, more a deep-seated sense of calm settling over me. I fought the desire after that, fighting it back with my will more than anything else. How could I explain to my teenage daughter that I’d lop her hands off if I so much as caught a whiff of her smoking, then turn round and start smoking as a middle-aged woman? No thanks, there were weirder things I had to struggle to explain first, like the eyes.
I’m sorry; I never did introduce myself, did I? My name is Evelyn Dharo, I’m a thirty-eight year old divorcee with an eighteen-year old daughter. I have a penchant for wine, as do must single-mothers who got fucked over by a man, and a nice healthy diet of everything green. Recently I’ve begun to experience a bizarre collection of changes with myself; I now have ‘cool’ blue eyes, a craving for cigarettes and red meat, two of my most hated things upon this earth – not including my ex-husband – and a newfound deep-seated desire to find someone.
I think I’ve hit my midage crisis.
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Post by Evelyn Dharo on Apr 27, 2009 20:30:20 GMT -5
Hold
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Post by Evelyn Dharo on Apr 27, 2009 20:30:36 GMT -5
Hold
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Post by Evelyn Dharo on Apr 27, 2009 20:31:09 GMT -5
Work in progress, but comments welcome, I guess.
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jaqie17
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Post by jaqie17 on May 12, 2009 9:28:19 GMT -5
wow....... i thought that was really cool. it was awesome! loved it.
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solanea
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Post by solanea on May 13, 2009 15:45:03 GMT -5
Great CS start hun keep it up your doing wonderful
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