A flitter, a quiver, a bump in the night,
The rustling of shadows, the thrill of the fight,
There is no need to fear, these creatures of night,
But please, we beseech, turn out the light...
You’d best watch your blood, the red in your veins,
If you wish to survive, you’ll rely on your brains,
They feast on the life that flows in your body
This small little truth, to you I embody.
Listen close, and listen well, for this is the fact you’ll see,
Can you hear, can you perceive? Take heed, to your emcee.
To this bit of truth, you won’t discord, my delicate tiny pea,
For if it’s ignored, surely your soul, from your body, shall be set free.
The things they will do, merely to be fed,
Murder, torture, all the horrid, unruly bloodshed,
And yet, we will find, not all are quite so atrocious,
But beware; even the calm, behind their masks are ferocious.
If you are careful, somehow unique, you may become an ally,
A friend even to those, whose humanity’s gone awry,
Their fangs, pearly whites, you may no longer fear,
Your trust in them, I only hope, lays right-worthy, my dear.
For if you’re mistaken, and your soul do they take,
Awaits you a fate, worse than death, or hell, or heartache.
So please, we tempt you, come to the land where demons rest,
Through the shadows, ‘cross the dark, come, we beseech you, to the vampire’s nest!
The rustling of shadows, the thrill of the fight,
There is no need to fear, these creatures of night,
But please, we beseech, turn out the light...
You’d best watch your blood, the red in your veins,
If you wish to survive, you’ll rely on your brains,
They feast on the life that flows in your body
This small little truth, to you I embody.
Listen close, and listen well, for this is the fact you’ll see,
Can you hear, can you perceive? Take heed, to your emcee.
To this bit of truth, you won’t discord, my delicate tiny pea,
For if it’s ignored, surely your soul, from your body, shall be set free.
The things they will do, merely to be fed,
Murder, torture, all the horrid, unruly bloodshed,
And yet, we will find, not all are quite so atrocious,
But beware; even the calm, behind their masks are ferocious.
If you are careful, somehow unique, you may become an ally,
A friend even to those, whose humanity’s gone awry,
Their fangs, pearly whites, you may no longer fear,
Your trust in them, I only hope, lays right-worthy, my dear.
For if you’re mistaken, and your soul do they take,
Awaits you a fate, worse than death, or hell, or heartache.
So please, we tempt you, come to the land where demons rest,
Through the shadows, ‘cross the dark, come, we beseech you, to the vampire’s nest!
We can’t wait to meet you...
. . . . . . . . . . Hello, and welcome to the Vampire Re-Run.
. . . Originally established in December 2005, by TyashaRoseDavis, currently God General Sync, the VRR Guild started off as just a single role-play between a few unfamiliar, yet enthusiastic role-players, and has slowly, over the years, developed into the guild that it is today.
. . .With practically only one official active Role-play, and four active members, there is no doubt that the Vampire Re-Run is in desperate need of some new blood. We would forever be in gratitude if you decided to join the guild, and become a part of our tale...
. . .Until then, we, the members of the Vampire Re-Run shall await the arrival of the new-comers who will, undoubtedly, change the lives of us four original inhabitants of the Vampire Re-Run.
. . .With practically only one official active Role-play, and four active members, there is no doubt that the Vampire Re-Run is in desperate need of some new blood. We would forever be in gratitude if you decided to join the guild, and become a part of our tale...
. . .Until then, we, the members of the Vampire Re-Run shall await the arrival of the new-comers who will, undoubtedly, change the lives of us four original inhabitants of the Vampire Re-Run.
. . .-Forever yours,
. . .. . .X_KissKissBangBang_X , [Guild Vice-Captian]
. . .. . .X_KissKissBangBang_X , [Guild Vice-Captian]
And the owner has newly arisen, God general Sync.
Kirae_eb
Skwizgar Gibson