Here's my part! I know it won't be as good as the others, but I do hope it is still enjoyable to read. Also keep in mind: this piece by me is from a different character's POV (Just to clarify). ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Blood is a magnificent creation. Humans require it to live; to thrive. However, it brings so much joy to me to draw every last ounce of it out of its human vassal. The smell of it excites me and it's slippery wetness brings me ecstasy as it trickles down the cracks between my fingers. I entertain the idea of a new victim in my head for a short period of time before every last ounce of restraint within my body withers away. My lust for this revitalizing liquid is unquenchable. Dressed in a navy blue T-shirt and jeans to match, along with my heavy winter coat I take my leave. I strut down the street on a cold November night eagerly scoping out potential targets, and as I turn the corner I find the most delectable prey. Her pale skin glistens against the light wave of snowflakes that cascade down upon us, and is illuminated under the moonlight. Her black hair, which flows past her shoulders, is blown back by a slight breeze. She hurries down an alley, arms wrapped around her waist in order to prevent her dark trench coat from blowing back. I quickly catch up to her and clear my throat. "Miss? It isn't very safe to be walking in a dark alley at night, is it?" She jumps before turning around; obviously startled. "Y-yes, yes it is. Why do you ask?" She bits her lip, her hands balled up into fists. "Why don't you let me walk you home?" I put on my most winning smile on. The human mind is easily deceived, and the human heart is always eager for a companion. "I— I don't know..." Her voice trails off and she averts her gaze. "Oh come on. You can trust me." I extend a hand, and she cautiously places hers in mine. And just like that, I've found my way in. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'm extremely sorry for the wait. I wrote, and then I erased it all. Then I was busy. But I wrote a short bit so that Adam wouldn't have to wait any longer. Sorry for the poor quality.
ROYALE!!! I love it! You are an AMAZING collaborator. I LOVE that you used even the tiniest details from my portion, took note and added it to your own. Your character is exciting. I simply love it. Well done!
This is my part. My part from another POV. Hope you like it! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "****!" I exclaimed as I staggered along the street, holding my beer. I dragged against the walls trying to find my apartment. Honestly I couldn't even see straight. It was a blur walking through the city streets. The subtle quiet was almost deafening. It overwhelmed my ears until a car passed by. Probably a few drunk college kids enjoying their weekend. Wait, what day is it? ****! I can't think straight, I can't even remember my apartment number! Being on a dangerous combination of alcohol, and lingering depression is not my smartest move. I think I'm almost to my apartment... Maybe... Ow! I fell down side-ways from my affected balance. I ripped my white shirt, with my black tie on it, on the hard gravel. I was laying down in an alley, the sky above me was black. Not pitch black, I guess more of a subtle blue. Hell, it could be still daytime and I wouldn't know. I was probably hallucinating. My body was numb, and I was starting to go numb. My mind was flustered, and I didn't want to think. I didn't want to live, but I'm not brave enough to die. I tried to get up, but after consistent failing, I blacked out. On the lonely, plain, alleyway. I could've gotten killed, but I didn't care anymore. I didn't care about anything.