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tampered2012-03-13 08:40 pm
worldofourown) wrote in tampered2012-03-13 08:40 pm
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[CLOSED]
When: March 12th. Shortly after the "This One Goes Out To" curse.
Rating: R, just to be safe.
Characters: Rido Kuran [council_king] and Karl Fei-Ong [worldofourown].
Summary: A chance encounter between two vampires. A recipe for future disaster.
Log:
It's like a hallucination. The City is lit up—irradiant in the darkness. Suffused with new smells and brilliant colors. Snatches of sound fill the air. Everything is an overlapping, head-pounding cacophony. Walking the streets, Karl is dizzy. His senses were sharp before. But never like this. The sudden dislocation makes it doubly disorienting. Gone is his white cell. Gone is the juddering music, subsumed by a buzz of flourescent lights. Instead, the new scenery assaults him like an explosion of fireworks.
Vivid. Dazzling. Nearly sickening.
God. My head.
It must be that Diety's trick . His 'payment', for blinding Solomon of his escape.
The bastard...
Shakily, Karl wanders the Underground. The cool night air tastes of freedom. Inhaling, he tries to clear his mind. He's escaped, at least. He can have what he wants. Find his Saya. And till then...
Till then, he can ease this terrible disorientation.
His glimpses a building beyond. The white sign reads: RAVEN. It radiates a hynotic aura. Darkly decadent. Bloody. Music pours in sweet vibrations through its doors. People traverse in and out like brightly-dressed meals.
Perfect.
Karl's moves in. His night-vision makes everything sparkle. Forcibly, he wrests his attention to one basic need.
Food.
Before long, he'll have a terrified human body in his arms. Drink his fill of delicious living blood.
Rating: R, just to be safe.
Characters: Rido Kuran [
council_king] and Karl Fei-Ong [worldofourown]. Summary: A chance encounter between two vampires. A recipe for future disaster.
Log:
It's like a hallucination. The City is lit up—irradiant in the darkness. Suffused with new smells and brilliant colors. Snatches of sound fill the air. Everything is an overlapping, head-pounding cacophony. Walking the streets, Karl is dizzy. His senses were sharp before. But never like this. The sudden dislocation makes it doubly disorienting. Gone is his white cell. Gone is the juddering music, subsumed by a buzz of flourescent lights. Instead, the new scenery assaults him like an explosion of fireworks.
Vivid. Dazzling. Nearly sickening.
God. My head.
It must be that Diety's trick . His 'payment', for blinding Solomon of his escape.
The bastard...
Shakily, Karl wanders the Underground. The cool night air tastes of freedom. Inhaling, he tries to clear his mind. He's escaped, at least. He can have what he wants. Find his Saya. And till then...
Till then, he can ease this terrible disorientation.
His glimpses a building beyond. The white sign reads: RAVEN. It radiates a hynotic aura. Darkly decadent. Bloody. Music pours in sweet vibrations through its doors. People traverse in and out like brightly-dressed meals.
Perfect.
Karl's moves in. His night-vision makes everything sparkle. Forcibly, he wrests his attention to one basic need.
Food.
Before long, he'll have a terrified human body in his arms. Drink his fill of delicious living blood.