VAMPCON THE FIRST, POST THREE Location : [the Uroc] [LOCKED TO VAMPIRES]

[deadmanbrucolac]

((OOC: Hey guys! Here's a post for after everyone gets coralled into one room, so that we can start actually...doing a thing. Consider this post your opportunity for everyone to introduce themselves, and for conversation to happen in reaction to that. And for bitching that their evenings have been interrupted.))After the vampires are all assembled

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[faderbroderson]

"My name is Godric," he begins simply, still and at perfect ease with all eyes on him. "I was Sheriff of my area for nearly a century before I found myself in Taxon. If necessary, or if any of you are curious, I can explain precisely what that means, once introductions are over."

He looks to Eric to continue. They can go in a circle.

[fogdar]

Taking his cue from Godric, Eric nods, addressing the gathering. "My name is Eric Northman. Like Godric, I too was Sheriff of my area before I was brought here."

That will probably suffice for now, so he passes the metaphorical baton to the next in the circle, with a look.

[levilup]

Levi's turn. Eric finishes, and Levi sighs, looking slightly peeved at having to be there. He's got a hand resting on Shane's lower back, almost possessively, like he's just waiting for someone to come up and proposition the shorter vampire. But he'll introduce himself.

"Levi Blakely," He says. "I used to... run a club, of sorts, back home." Kind of. Next.

[shaneonyou]

Shane glances at the ceiling when Levi speaks, able to hear the peevishness in his voice. He gives him a pat on the shoulder, and when it's his turn to speak, he has a godawful flashback to when they used to do this in school. Eurgh.

"Shane Hayes," he says with a half-grin and a nod. "Aaaand... I helped." He glances at the person next to him, intentionally trying not to come off as young as he is.

He's curious about what Godric and Eric mean by 'Sheriff', but as directed, he'll wait.

[deadmanbrucolac]

Oh, such lovely voices you all have. How sweet to hear them, and yet there is no unfurling whip of a tongue to answer his own. It makes him feel somewhat lonely. And then Angel introduces himself, and that's a pleasant distraction. So this is the fellow everyone was in such a godsfucked tizzy about.

"We are fewer than I had thought. Ah well. Now that we know who each other are, there are other truths to acknowledge. We are fed created-blood and whatever godsfucked thing passes for the sun here does not harm us. Our two great weaknesses: the unslakeable hunger and the sleep, have been dulled and discarded. This is good."

"Second, the other creatures here, and oh what a variety of them there are, know what we are. Those of you still used to hiding and denying your nature to the outside world," he throws a look over his shoulder at Harvestman, "will find it both harder and easier to do so, for though our usual tells are mitigated, our fellow prisoners are more adept at sussing us out than the bloodsacks most of us are used to. This is

[a_pretty_fire]

He had called her princess. He had drawn a line between them, in front of people who would know exactly what that meant.

The Angel Beast had never done that before.

"We're enough," she murmured, more to herself and Angel than anyone else. Unlike many of the vampires in her universe, Drusilla was capable of love. Not love as humans knew it, no, but love and devotion and obsession and other things that frequently blurred together in her mind. Family mattered to Drusilla. A small group of vampires could change the world.

"We're rats," she replied, answering the Brucolac in a lyrical tone. (Was he a snake or a vampire? His tongue suggested that he could be as slippery as both.) "Rats in a cage. We run through their mazes and fight for their treats, but we'll never be more than toys."

[levilup]

"While I hate to admit it, she's right," Levi speaks up, glancing at the others. For the most part, Levi knows everybody, and he's much more comfortable with the company than he is with the meeting. His eyes settle on the Brucolac's first, and he folds his arms, watching carefully.

"Since that is something that we currently cannot change, even with explosions and threats, as we've so seen, there isn't a use in fighting it. I've the feeling the more we fight it, the more that those in charge will want to quiet us with glitches and disasters."

Levi glances at Shane, now, and loops an arm around his waist, holding on to one of the belt buckles of Shane's jeans. He addresses the other vampires as a whole.

"You are all of my kind, and I trust you like brothers." Except for maybe Harvestman, but that's different. "As such, I don't have a problem with providing information to any of you, if you ask for it."

He's just throwing that out there, for now.