Topsy Turvy [Open to Vamps and Mindy]

[gabie]

Julian had been fast asleep in his crypt when suddenly he was reawakened (and suddenly rather annoyed) by the deafing sound of a car loudly blasting away on some sort of British pop music...

I know there's a place you walked
Where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup
I only feel right on my knees

I spit out like a sewer hole
Yet still receive your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?

"What the blue devils?!" he groaned as he tried to drown out the sounds of the vehicle, but to no avail. Youthful brats is what he considered them. Annoying little children with no respect for their elders, let alone the undead elders. Julian wanted classical music or at least to have the sound of that demned car and its music turned down. When the sound continued to blare, Julian had taken enough. Pushing the lid off his coffin, he stepped out and his appearance took onto what would have appeared to be a French officer in the late 1800's aside from the hat. Pulling on his thick black leather gloves and stepping outside to the windy air, Julian noticed the car had stopped and a bunch of youthful teenagers were walking towards the cemetery. "Excellent...let's play Cat and Mouse," he whispered softly as he shut the crypt doors.

"Oiy, Seamus...you sure this is the right place? Looks kinda creepy, mate," was the voice of one of the teens and with it came the response, "Aye, it is, Duncan. What? You mean to tell me you're afraid? What a goon you're turning out to be..." Julian grinned as the moon shone on his pearly white canines. "Hullo, my dear children...Why are we out so very late this evening, hmmm?" Julian finally stated and the two males began to look around as they put the two girls behind them. "Who's there?! Show yourself, mate!" came the voice of who Julian assumed was the one called 'Seamus.' "Certainly, my good fellow. Here am I..." Disappearing from where he was, Julian appeared in front of them. "Now, care to tell me why we're taking dares or at least this is my assumption...to do harm to this sacred place for the dead?" he inquired, softly smiling, avoiding to show his canines. "Listen here, mate...Who the devil are you!? Also, we weren't up to anything bad...I swear!" Seamus whimpered. "I'm sure of it...as sure as I'm sure that you're about to be scared out of your mind if I were to tell you what I am, but let's play a little bit, shall we? I am...a vampir, the undead."

[Open to the vamps and Mindy, but I would ask that Mindy come in a little bit later...after the spree. ^_^ The goon kids are NPC's]

[Giselle Audley]

Giselle sauntered in the shadows of the sea of graves in the dreary place that she loved. The only factor she didn't like about this place was that it lacked warm flesh. Everything was cold and dead here... like her. The sudden sound of music did set her mood into an annoyed one. She was going to give the two idiots who were causing the ruckus a piece of her mind. She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw another vampire present.

She watched the scene unfold and now would be the perfect time to bite the two jerks. She held back though, she wanted to see the vampire in action.

Tired of waiting, Giselle snuck up behind one of the teens and slithered her hand down his arm. She went into sexy mode. She was the most gorgeous vampire after all. "Hey there. Do you want to leave this creep and drive me home?" she asked silkily.

[gabie]

Julian looked up before continuing his discussion with the brats to find another one among him. "Hey there. Do you want to leave this creep and drive me home?" she had inquired as Julian winked briefly at her. She wanted to play this game? "Rawr...bring it on, Kitty...." Julian said inside his head and then spoke. "Why allow them to take you home when you know as well as I do that they want to spend a little bit more time... HERE[/i]??" Julian said and then cackled. "Du-Duncan...let's get the hell out of here, mate..." Duncan blinked as he stared at the female vampire. "Erm... My mum always taught me not to take up strangers... Shut up, Seamus! I'm freaking out just as much!" Duncan barked back as he quickly pulled out something unrecognizable until Julian heard a 'click' sound that faintly sounded like .... Julian didn't have to guess long until Duncan pulled his hand forward and the gleaming light off a pocketknife was seen. "Oh dear...oh dear..."


[time is like it is now isright around Halloween, makes it a bit more creepy to write -- also, hope it isn't too violent, i can change it]

[Giselle Audley]

OOC; No, it's fine. Apparently you never met Giselle. I give you permission to wound her however you like.

Giselle smiled, the vampire wanted to play. This would be interesting. She curled her fingers around Duncan's hand that wasn't holding the pocket knife, "why do you have to be so violent? come with me!" she stared into his eyes with a deep longing. She longed his warm, delicate, soft flesh. "No, he will come with me brother vampire. He is mine!"

No one could rip this human from her grasp now. She would kill whoever tried. This was her kill, the other vampire could keep the other human. When Giselle wanted something she got it. Giselle waited for the other vampire's move. Maybe he'd be stupid and try to take her kill, she hoped so. She didn't love anything more than a fist fight with a vampire over food.

[gabie]

"OY! Lemme go, you psycho!" Duncan cried out as his grip of the knife was loosened by this... Julian's eyes narrowed as they stared at Duncan -- the boy had horrendous manners. He needed a lesson, make him take his by-god medicine. "My dear lad, don't you know it's particularly not NICE to say such things to a lady, especially with the young ladies you have with you in the very presence?" Julian said as he put his hand on the boy's chin and shook it slightly. "You're quite an arrogant lad. Get in trouble often?" "That's none of your bloody business, old man! Seamus, get them off of me!" Duncan pleaded angrily. As Seamus began to pull an attack on Julian, Julian let go of Duncan's face and quickly grabbed Seamus' hand tightly. "I don't think you'd want to be doing this, my fine fellow...Tonight is not in you and your friends' favors. Especially your escortees, the ladies," Julian said, flashing briefly his canines to Seamus.

"OH MY G--- D-Dunc?" Seamus studdered as Julian looked back over to Duncan. "What's the matter boys? The game over already?" he cackled slightly. "Hardly...the game's just beginning, isn't it, my dear boy? Why don't you tell your knife-wielding hoodlum what you saw?" Julian said grinning evilly. "Dunc, this people...they're not..." Duncan blinked as he started to realize himself as his eyes shot over to the girls (which Julian followed suit) and then looked into the glare of Julian. "Don't you DARE hurt them!" Julian chuckled. "Oh, I won't...It's not me that you've to fear, my boy.....not yet anyway..."

[layla]

Layla loved graveyards. It might seem peculiar to anyone who did not know her or what she was. The cemeteries always reminded her that she had been granted a second chance. Sometimes she walked through the headstones to reflect on her own thoughts on life and death. Tonight was not one of those nights. Tonight she was practically skipping through the graves. Tonight was a night that she mocked those who were rotting in their coffins as she lived and frolicked over them.

Running her fingers over each grave marker she passed, Layla let her laugh echo through the night and bounce off the angels and other statues that loved ones left for those who had been lost. She stopped beside one of the angels and threw her own arms out to match its pose. Laughing again, Layla could not help herself. However, when she finally got her laughter under control she could just barely make out the noise ahead of her, she could easily sense the two vampires that were there, and the four humans made the prospect even more tempting.

Walking slowly into the melee, Layla gave the two vampire a moment to recognize her presence before she made herself known to the humans. "My, my. What a little party we have going on here." She smiled and clapped her hands together. Not acting the 900 years that she was. Glancing around the Circe of those gathered, she noticed that the female vampire had claimed one of the males. Layla was more than happy taking one of the females. There were four humans after all, and only three of them. "Can I join in on the fun!?" The look of horror on the humans faces was priceless and only added to her glee. She glanced from the old male vampire, and the female who had already claimed her meal.

[Giselle Audley]

Giselle gaped at the stupid human who called her a phsyco. What a insolent little filthy rat. He had the nerve to call her that! Previously, if anyone called Giselle something she did not like, she would resort to violence. Tonight the little brat wasn't just going to get her taste of violence, he was going to be taunted, mocked, and murdered brutally. A stunning lady she may be but Giselle has a vicious streak uncountable miles wide.

"Listen you little son of a bitch, no one calls me a psycho without my consent! You my dear boy will come with me where I can drink your blood far from the sarcastic vampire. Your friend will come with me too so he can watch," she shrieked starting a fury of punches at his face. To bad, he was almost good-looking. He made his deadly mistake calling her psycho.

Giselle caught a whiff of female vampire nearby. Perfect, she was probably looking for food too. Giselle would not let her or the male vampire take her two humans. This was now personal. Giselle didn't let the other vampire's presence stop her from gripping both the human's wrists until she realized who it was. The female vampire was Layla.

Giselle met Layla when Kai had her first meeting for her coven. She liked Layla. She was a magnificent vampire, a smart one too. Giselle wanted badly to hunt with her at some point and tonight looked like a fine night to hunt.

"Layla! It's so good to see you again! Please do help yourself to the humans. These two are mine though," she screeched and thrust the two struggling humans to her side. "I will forever remember the taste of a fool's blood," she breathed down their necks.

[layla]

The argument was heating up when Layla arrived. She recognized the other vampire as Giselle from Kai's coven. "Oh, what fun. A coven mate!" Layla smiled at the female vampire as she claimed the two males as her meal. A smiled spread across her face as she looked over her own dinner choices. Stepping closer to the two humans that had yet to be claimed, Layla had a hard time making up her mind.

Running fingers through one of the girl's hair, Layla turned and looked at Giselle first. "Have the males, I find that females tend to taste sweeter, and I must admit that tonight I am looking for a testosterone free meal." She laughed as both girl's faces fell. The one whose hair she was playing with screamed and tried to run away. With a slight change of her hand position, Layla clamped down on the girls blond hair and stopped her attempted escape. Laughing to herself as the girl struggled against her inhuman strength.

Turning now to face the male vampire that stood in the clearing, the one that Layla recognized as the elder of the two. "I wonder which one you would choose. It appears that you were here before me, so you have the privilege of making your choice before mine. I assure you that either one will satisfy my hunger pains." Layla pulled slightly on the girls hair, bringing the human closer to her other hand. Stroking the girls face, Layla was able to draw another scream from the terrified child.

[gabie]

Julian was furious inside as the young vampire took the other male... How dare she, he thought, but then the scent of the elder female came around, filling his nostrils with her scent, the scent that seemed to drive him incapable of thought. Layla...Closing his eyes, he allowed it to continue as Layla spoke to Giselle and then opened his eyes as she spoke to Julian. "Layla... is it? What a pleasure to see you again. Shame it's been a while," Julian replied, smilng wickedly as the boys in Giselle's arms were bruised and tattered. Perhaps the young boys would be better for them...however, Julian had his eyes set on the black-haired maiden that wasn't in Layla's arms. "My dear, you take the red 'un, as for me..." Julian gently tugged and brought the raven-haired girl to his body. "Are you going to hurt me like they are to my...friends?" she inquired and Julian smiled as he brushed his leather gloved covered hand against her cheek. "No, my dearest. I won't hurt you as bad the lads...you haven't given me a real reason to make me mad," Julian replied smiling, but then soon gasped as he felt something plunge momentarily in his chest.

Looking down, he noticed the girl had plunged the switchblade that one of the boys had dropped and now stood in his stomach. "Sorry kind sir...I...don't wish to be your meal for the evening," the girl replied and instantly, Julian groaned momentarily as he pulled the blade out and then tossed it to the ground. "Tsk-tsk, my dear...When will you all learn that...I cannot die by those means!?!" he hissed angrily as his hand that had been on the girl's cheek was now firmly gripped at her neck. "I promise you this: You all will not live to see the sunrise for tomorrow...if you wish to live, you picked a bad night," Julian said and then grinned evilly, showing the canines along with the rest of his teeth. "Layla, my dear and you," Julian said smiling at Giselle, "enjoy your meals...I think I'm going to have fun teasing this little urchin a while longer than I expected..."

[layla]

Watching as Julian made his choice, Layla waited patiently until he had spoken his wishes. Now that she had a chance to truly study his face, Layla realized that recognized him from her past. "Well hello darling. Thank you for the easy meal." She turned a smile on the girl who still struggled against the hold on her hair. The smile was wide enough to expose the elongated canines that all three vampires sported in their mouths.

Another scream was wrenched from the terrified human. "Sorry kind sir...I...don't wish to be your meal for the evening," at the girls stuttered reply Layla turned her attention quickly back to where Julian was dealing with his own meal. The little brat had actually stabbed him with a switchblade. Laughter rippled from Layla's throat as she watched Julian throw the knife to the ground and deal with his meal accordingly.

The human in Layla's arms was eying the switchblade which now law buried hilt deep in the dirt. Seeing the direction of her gaze Layla laughed again. "Child, if your friend did not succeed, what makes you think that your attempt will?" Loosening her hold on the human slightly, Layla waited to see what the blond haired girl would do.

Yanking on the hair that was still held captive, the child allowed a large chunk of blond be ripped from her head as she dove and scrambled for the knife. Layla watched with a small smile on her face. She would give the human time to defend herself, not that it would do much good against someone with her years. Standing now, facing her soon to be killer, the girl held the knife out before her, shaking in her hand.

"Come now child, give it a shot." Layla stood, facing her meal with both arms spread to her sides. With a scream the human rushed at her, easily sidestepping the knife, Layla grabbed the light hair again and quickly exposed the neck. Her pulse was racing against the almost transparent skin. "You had your chance my dear. And I am afraid to say you failed." With these last words whispered against her throat Layla sank in fangs and pulled deep on the vein she had pierced.

[Giselle Audley]

Giselle was relieved that Layla didn't fight with her over the two mortal men. She didn't want to turn this to violence, especially with the vampire she admired. The male, however, seemed a little upset. Giselle didn't care. She made her claim and she was going to torture these two stupid humans, especially the one who had the nerve to call her a psycho.

Giselle didn't pay attention to the conversation between the male vamp and Layla. She didn't care who they took. She only cared about the two boys in her grasp. She smiled, her teeth glowing white in the darkness. She let her fangs show off the most in her wicked grin. The two boys squirmed but Giselle replied to that with a punch. "Remember this as you die. The vampire Giselle killed you. You’re the one's who brought this upon yourself. You dared to mock me! I am the dominant species here you filthy mortals!" she spat venomously.

"You will die first, so that your friend here can see what it looks like when a vampire feeds off a human! I will torture you after, you will die a slow and painful death staring straight into the eyes of your murderer," she said referring to Duncan. Right then, the two boys witnessed the girl's attempt to kill Julian. They stared blankly, there eye's as wide as dinner plates and their mouths dropped open.

"Look at me when I talk to you! Didn't your mother ever teach you manners? And close your mouths!" she screeched. The two boys did as commanded. "That's better! Now you see that you cannot kill us. We are already dead. I do hope you didn't have any ideas. Now you will die," she shrieked pointing to Seamus.

Giselle thrust his scrawny body towards her and sunk her fangs into his soft flesh. The human didn't even have time to scream. He was dead before he hit the floor. Giselle spat and kicked at the body until it was aside. Duncan's face was priceless, sheer horror. Giselle wished she had a camera.

Now she turned to Duncan and kicked him in the groin. He fell and Giselle pulled him up so he was eye level, "It is time, human," she whispered. Giselle beat him. She smacked him across the face and bashed his head into gravestones. She made sure both his arms and a few ribs and a leg was broken. He looked like a mess, Giselle could smell the blood and it was driving her crazy, bringing out her inner vampire. The mortal lay crumpled on the ground breathing hard and staring at Giselle with agony. Now, Giselle knelt beside him and ended his suffering. She bit him and enjoyed his blood for a few moments.

Giselle's choice was clear. She allowed the human to drink from her wrist. Now he would become a vampire and live under her command. He was now from the dead and Giselle would make sure he suffered forever because of what he called her. This by far was the worst punishment.

[gabie]

[Great...the song "Two Ladies" from Cabaret is in my head... ;D]

Julian watched as the two vampire ladies took their victims and smiled briefly. Of course, Layla was excelled and quite the master of arts at it while on the other hand, Julian's smile came to a faint appearance of disgust as he watched Giselle. She efficiently had killed the first male, but then...she had decided to make the other one a slave. It wasn't patheic, just rather ... annoying to keep him alive. After all, wasn't this little gang enough trouble as it were? He soon regained his focus back to the girl in his own arms. "Are you ... going to do to me what that one did to Duncan?" she inquired timidly. Turning the girl's body to face him, Julian smiled. "What choice do you have? Besides, do you think I'd waste my time on you? A thorn already to my side you've become..." "I'd make a willing servant! I'd do anything you'd ask of me! I'd--" Julian raised his hand and smacked her across the face. He had heard enough....

"Silence! I would never use my gifts and talents on a wretched child such as yourself. Your blood...mixing with mine?! Oh, if only you hadn't disturbed my rest, invaded my space and most of all -- stabbed me, then yes, perhaps...but since you've done this treacheries, I'm afraid you'll just have to move on ... in death and in a casket you'll go and awake somewhere else, but certainly NOT by my side, my dear," Julian said with a frown. He would not choose her -- he knew all too well of choosing wretched humans such as these. They'd betray him and their lives would be foolishly lived. They'd die all too soon either by his hand or by something, even someone else. "Pl-please don't kill me! I swear it!" Julian sighed and then brought her to his chest. "I'm ... sorry. I've my decision and anything for me to alter it will not be happening," Julian said as he pulled her up to his lips. "You may be satisified in knowing you were the last to be killed. Good night and pleasant dreams," Julian said with a soft smile as he then sunk his teeth, puncturing the jugular vein and then savored the meal that had been granted. Her blood was superb and delightful, but the stench of her deeds poisoned him as well. Dropping her body, Julian spat the blood out as he soon felt queasy. "Humans such as these should never have been born," he spat angrily as he wiped his mouth. "You may feed your little urchin on it," he said, pointing to Giselle and Duncan.

[pyroreaper]

Deakon had grown bored of his usual rutine, he felt as if the world was a bit out of sorts, and for good reason. He happened upon the graveyard. It was esquisite in sight. The fell of death and sorrow seemed to cry out at him. He also felt the presnce of three vampires, mabey four, and a few humans. One of which was running for the gates, obbviously in terror. At first he thought that another human had scared her then the relisation of the vampires in graveyard came back to him. They had bleed her companions. "Master . . ." came the sweet inocent words of his fledging, "May I?" Deakon nodded in aproval as she fleed toward the human.

Deakon was more interested in the vampires who had decided to feed in the grave yard. They had chosen the usual spot for the elders. He did not, nor had he ever had, felt that it were degrading but that it had a more demonic presence about it, and never did like the idea of being in the place he should. He approached the group after hoping the eight foot fence that surronded it.

The first one he saw was the woman he had met in the coven He felt remorse for her. She seemed to be in denial of liking, or maybe even loving, the vampire, Garth. He soon saw the other two. He thought he might know the other female but wasn't sure. "Hmm . . ." came the sigh that deakon made barley audible, "Seems I'm a bit late for the feast aye?" Deakon shrugged as he kit a cig. His fledging had detested the smell but he enjoyed it almost as much as he did hunting. He saw the three humans in the graveyard two dieing, maybe dead for all he cared, the other close and far from it at the same time.