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- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Fantasy, magical, action, sci-fi, romance, modern, slice of life.
(I'm back!)
(Present moment) Carla had not expected such a vivid statement from the count, but closes her eyes and stops her story for a bit before continuing out of respect for Vlad's memories.
(Flashback) Why do you ask that daddy? I don't know where mommy is and you are my daddy. So can you come and play with me? I can make a hopscotch game! Carla runs over and grabs a large stick and makes a hopscotch game at an amazing speed, then numbering the squares einer, zwei, drei, etc. ( German for one, two, three, etc.). Now, I'll go first, than it'll be your turn! Carla jumps from one square to the next until ten, than turns around and says Your turn! Narkutsk smiles, he always wanted to be a father when he was a human. Why not now? He didn't need to teach her to speak, or write, or manners. He looks at her. What is such a sweet girl like this doing on their own? She has such vivid green eyes, and cute brown hair. Surely good parents would not leave their 6 year old children for dead, right? He starts slow at first at first, than speeds up and finished close to the same time as Carla (It's been a long time since I've played alright!) They go on to play hide and seek, tag, marbles, and some other medieval games that only require two players. It gets dark, and Carla brings out a medium sized blanket to sleep on. There is extra room, so Carla says Can you sit next to me and keep the bad monsters away? Narkutsk looks over, smiling, and says Sure, but why do you go to sleep during the daytime? Carla looks over curiously, saying To keep away from the bad people that I thought had taken you and mommy away from me. She quickly falls asleep, and Narkutsk is close to it when he hears a sound like rustling feet in the bushes. He stands up quickly, but he is a new vampire and is not completely used to his vampiric form yet. A raider runs out of the bushes and punches Narkutsk, making him fly backwards a little before landing on his back and rolling onto his chest. Narkutsk gets back up to find puncture marks where the raider had punched him. The raider has a punk rocker type hairdo (tall, spiky mohawk that's usually dyed) and sunglasses, not to mention countless piercings and tattoos. He is bare chested and has loose pants, along with running shoes. On both of his hands, he has spiked brass knuckles and semi-large muscles. Take everything you find, we're good until tomorrow morning. Two other similar men come out, one with a blowdart and the other with a sword. They both stop, and the one with a sword asks What about little girls? Eh? The apparent leader walks over to the now cowering little Carla. Well, I don't know much about their business, but we might make a good profit if we sell her to the slave trade. The leader look back carelessly as Narkutsk says Hey, have you forgotten that I'm still here or what? However, Narkutsk's vision starts to get slightly fussy around the edges. The mercenary with the blowdart says with a slight Australian accent Well it's about time my drug started taking effect. Kayne's brass knuckles have a small dosage of a potent sleeping serum that could put an army asleep in minutes with a few drops. Sure enough, after a few more seconds, Narkutsk fell to the floor as he watched the raiders take Carla through half closed eyelids when he thought I didn't... even... know... her name. He falls asleep then.
(Present moment) Carla had not expected such a vivid statement from the count, but closes her eyes and stops her story for a bit before continuing out of respect for Vlad's memories.
(Flashback) Why do you ask that daddy? I don't know where mommy is and you are my daddy. So can you come and play with me? I can make a hopscotch game! Carla runs over and grabs a large stick and makes a hopscotch game at an amazing speed, then numbering the squares einer, zwei, drei, etc. ( German for one, two, three, etc.). Now, I'll go first, than it'll be your turn! Carla jumps from one square to the next until ten, than turns around and says Your turn! Narkutsk smiles, he always wanted to be a father when he was a human. Why not now? He didn't need to teach her to speak, or write, or manners. He looks at her. What is such a sweet girl like this doing on their own? She has such vivid green eyes, and cute brown hair. Surely good parents would not leave their 6 year old children for dead, right? He starts slow at first at first, than speeds up and finished close to the same time as Carla (It's been a long time since I've played alright!) They go on to play hide and seek, tag, marbles, and some other medieval games that only require two players. It gets dark, and Carla brings out a medium sized blanket to sleep on. There is extra room, so Carla says Can you sit next to me and keep the bad monsters away? Narkutsk looks over, smiling, and says Sure, but why do you go to sleep during the daytime? Carla looks over curiously, saying To keep away from the bad people that I thought had taken you and mommy away from me. She quickly falls asleep, and Narkutsk is close to it when he hears a sound like rustling feet in the bushes. He stands up quickly, but he is a new vampire and is not completely used to his vampiric form yet. A raider runs out of the bushes and punches Narkutsk, making him fly backwards a little before landing on his back and rolling onto his chest. Narkutsk gets back up to find puncture marks where the raider had punched him. The raider has a punk rocker type hairdo (tall, spiky mohawk that's usually dyed) and sunglasses, not to mention countless piercings and tattoos. He is bare chested and has loose pants, along with running shoes. On both of his hands, he has spiked brass knuckles and semi-large muscles. Take everything you find, we're good until tomorrow morning. Two other similar men come out, one with a blowdart and the other with a sword. They both stop, and the one with a sword asks What about little girls? Eh? The apparent leader walks over to the now cowering little Carla. Well, I don't know much about their business, but we might make a good profit if we sell her to the slave trade. The leader look back carelessly as Narkutsk says Hey, have you forgotten that I'm still here or what? However, Narkutsk's vision starts to get slightly fussy around the edges. The mercenary with the blowdart says with a slight Australian accent Well it's about time my drug started taking effect. Kayne's brass knuckles have a small dosage of a potent sleeping serum that could put an army asleep in minutes with a few drops. Sure enough, after a few more seconds, Narkutsk fell to the floor as he watched the raiders take Carla through half closed eyelids when he thought I didn't... even... know... her name. He falls asleep then.
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