"I am surprised you still do let alone in public, touching really. They might be jealous that someone else got you already~"
"No, I have no fear of any of them getting in. There are guards around to keep them out by force if need be… Now why would you even sleep in there, it isn’t meant of humans."
"… I oddly enough do remember you…"
Sorry about saying i would be back and then poofing, other muse got a pleasant surprise that had him screaming in joy.
NOW I’m here. FML.
Ok so I have one HELL of a break from the muse for reasons I surely won’t go into because there is not reason to but after some time and mellowing out I rebooted the page, gave more info and I will be honest this time I’m doing this for the fun so I’m not putting up with shit. No apologizes from me this time. You metagame or any of that shit I’m going to point it out instead of working around it. Politely and privet of course, I’m not that kind of dick. Until you keep doing it.
I know it’s 12:40am here as I post this but screw it I’m posting it anyway. This blog isn’t my MAIN concern so if I’m not on then I’m on my main one, just keep your pants on.
I know it’s going to be a mother fucking bitch to bring this blog back but I got to try.
Kid Dracula was fast asleep, his head on his table, Crayons scattered about and his lego blocks on the floor,there was a page his hand was resting on…it was a picture he colored for his father.
The vampire has started to pick up things scattered on the floor, throwing them nonchalantly into a box to get them out of the way when he saw the paper. Setting things down he picked it up, looking over it he couldn’t help but to smile. “Even after all this time?”