Thirty-seventh bite || Voice/Action

[wimpyvampire]

*The new year already. Damn. Conrad thought he would have been out of here by now! But he shakes the idea off. He was back to 'normal' being a vampire again. What a strange Santa they had here. Deranged one at that, but then again, all of Mayfield was. And this ballot. Yeah he already answered it if you're wondering

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[weaponsparked]

Considering I'm alone in my own head? Yes. I think I've relatively recovered.

[wimpyvampire]

Yeah, what was up with that anyways? Did you get uncomfortable around other people also, besides me? Which was odd.

[weaponsparked]

First of all? You are the most anxious ball of nerves I have ever seen. And second, Jolt figured it out.

... The town made me feel everything everyone else did.

[wimpyvampire]

I-I'm not that anxious.

...Everyone? Even like. The drones?

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[deaths_heritor]

[And of course, as per the usual, there is suddenly someone standing behind him.]

Has a sentient pile of clothing consumed you, or are you really that cold?

[wimpyvampire]

*he looks up at her and sighs, closing the paper*

I'm already cold, being undead and all... this added cold around me doesn't help me much.

[deaths_heritor]

I didn't know vampires were concerned much with that sort of thing.

[Then again, Conrad wasn't exactly your everyday sort of vampire.]

Is there a reason you're freezing in the park, then?

[wimpyvampire]

I just wanted some fresh air.

*He mumbles into his scarf almost sourly, as if he were a scolded child. Conrad was sick of the droned family and there was only so much of it he could take each day.*

What are you doing out here?

GO AHEAD AND BITE HIM :|

[cuttlefidget]

[...Okay, Daniel was going to pick up Annie's panties (don't ask) but then he saw that there was a PARK and parks usually mean WILDLIFE and okay don't judge him but maybe he's kind of. Following a confused and ruffled-looking goose around with an AMAZEDFACE. They don't have geese where he comes from, shut up.

Unfortunately, he's chased the goose right over to Conrad. Seeing feet, he finds it only sensible to look up and see who they belong to.]

H-hello?

[wimpyvampire]

*He blinks at that and WOAH guy close to his feet. He pulls his legs up a bit, his paper flailing in his hands a little before he closes it and folds it beside him*

....What are you doing?

[cuttlefidget]

[Oh, flailing! You're speaking Daniel's language! He straightens up, looking apologetic and adjusting his glasses (which aren't actually his, thanks to Mayfield).]

... exploring? The local w-wildlife is fascinating...

[wimpyvampire]

*He frowns behind his own not!glasses and snorts*

...You've never seen a goose before?

[ action ] a-okay with biting

[vassalation]

[ and veser is just might be enjoying being able to walk around again after spending his christmas as the fattest seal on the block. more importantly, just happy he's able to be an annoying teenage twat. so yes, he might lean over the back of the bench and scrunch his nose up at the sight. ]

You know, Halloween was a couple of months ago. Or is this homeless look a new fashion decision?

[wimpyvampire]

*HOLY SWEET BABY JESUS, he was not expecting that and flinches, causing him to rip the newspaper he was reading, right down the middle*

...Hello to you too Veser.

[vassalation]

Yeah, 'sup. [ what are manners after all. ] You seem edgy, fatty bat.

[ smirking, because conrad really is his favorite person to bother. ]

[wimpyvampire]

*FATTY BAT!? He puffs up with a frown*

Of course I'm a little edgy. This whole town is fucked up.

argh so late, my bad

[bethebetterman]

Hey. Kiddo. It's been a week.

S'ALL GOOD.

[wimpyvampire]

G-Give me another week...

[bethebetterman]

Another week? Come ooon, what's taking it so long?

[wimpyvampire]

I-I have to get a model.