Jack Harris
Serf
- Local time
- Today 7:36 AM
- Messages
- 18
- Age
- 51
- Pronouns
- He
It's is said that everything in life happens for a reason and that when you understand and know the reason behind this your time on this spiritual plane will come to an end.
This very saying was spoken to Marcus 2032 years and 28 days ago by holy man in a Bedouin camp in North Africa the year is 10 B.C and Marcus is a Centurion with the legions of Roman, as screams fill the air all around the two men never break eye contact, he looks at Marcus with a peaceful understanding, "my time is done, you on the other hand will travel a road of great darkness, the night will consume you and the demons will become harder and harder to conquer", Marcus grips the handle of his sword, the holy man puts his hand up "you need to hear this, it's for your sake not mine, never lose sight of the man you once were, now strike me down it is your destiny"
Two thousand years later the rave scene has exploded with a mixture of drugs and free love which unites a generation bringing the night to life, the unwitting consequence to this was that it also attracted Vampires the world over. People dancing until dawn high and overly friendly made easy picking for bloodthirsty fiends of the night.
If a Vampire swallows a tablet or snorts powder it has absolutely no effect at all but feed on someone high on narcotics and the highs and rush are unimaginable, this as you can imagine has brought about its own set of problems.
Marcus was early on the scene and ever the entrepreneur, he spotted the money to be make from ecstasy and the club scene, now thirty years later he is a wealthy man and although MDMA still has its place cocaine is the drug of choice and he controls it all.
He stands looking out across the club a sea of bodies bounce to the repetitive beats thundering out of the speakers, laser beams cut through the dry ice, he takes a sip of Rum and coke and looks up in that exact instance the beat breaks and the crowd parts and he sees her standing looking straight back at him, her eyes hold an intensity that both terrifies and excite him, the beat kicks back in and she is gone.
I would like this to be a longterm story as I feel there are many directions this can go in. This character is not for the faint hearted, she is a bloodthirsty, ambitious Vampire who will stop at nothing to get what she wants.
What she wants is simple she wants everything.
I would like this to be a love story or have elements of it in there, the two will find a connection.
I am open to discussing and changing parts of the idea, I am looking for a longterm writing partner with whom I can build a world of our imagination.
This very saying was spoken to Marcus 2032 years and 28 days ago by holy man in a Bedouin camp in North Africa the year is 10 B.C and Marcus is a Centurion with the legions of Roman, as screams fill the air all around the two men never break eye contact, he looks at Marcus with a peaceful understanding, "my time is done, you on the other hand will travel a road of great darkness, the night will consume you and the demons will become harder and harder to conquer", Marcus grips the handle of his sword, the holy man puts his hand up "you need to hear this, it's for your sake not mine, never lose sight of the man you once were, now strike me down it is your destiny"
Two thousand years later the rave scene has exploded with a mixture of drugs and free love which unites a generation bringing the night to life, the unwitting consequence to this was that it also attracted Vampires the world over. People dancing until dawn high and overly friendly made easy picking for bloodthirsty fiends of the night.
If a Vampire swallows a tablet or snorts powder it has absolutely no effect at all but feed on someone high on narcotics and the highs and rush are unimaginable, this as you can imagine has brought about its own set of problems.
Marcus was early on the scene and ever the entrepreneur, he spotted the money to be make from ecstasy and the club scene, now thirty years later he is a wealthy man and although MDMA still has its place cocaine is the drug of choice and he controls it all.
He stands looking out across the club a sea of bodies bounce to the repetitive beats thundering out of the speakers, laser beams cut through the dry ice, he takes a sip of Rum and coke and looks up in that exact instance the beat breaks and the crowd parts and he sees her standing looking straight back at him, her eyes hold an intensity that both terrifies and excite him, the beat kicks back in and she is gone.
I would like this to be a longterm story as I feel there are many directions this can go in. This character is not for the faint hearted, she is a bloodthirsty, ambitious Vampire who will stop at nothing to get what she wants.
What she wants is simple she wants everything.
I would like this to be a love story or have elements of it in there, the two will find a connection.
I am open to discussing and changing parts of the idea, I am looking for a longterm writing partner with whom I can build a world of our imagination.