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I don't drink wine

THE VAMPIRE MEME

Vampires are appealing creatures. They can be dark, mysterious, sexy, or just downright violent. They can even be hunky and sparkly in the sun! Vampires come in so many different varieties, it's hard to choose just one type. Whatever your brand of vampire, it's just hard to resist the draw of one of the oldest, most unsettling figures in horror to date.

So why not try your hand at playing one yourself? Or offer your character up for bait if you're more inclined to do so.

- Post your characters.Name/Series/Preferences in the subject field as usual along with whether your character is a vampire, outsider, or hunter(Unless you'd like to roll for individual threads!).
- Others respond after going to RNG.Roll 1-3 for what your character is and then1-3 again for what type (if you desire).
- Choose or roll for a scenario. You could make up your own after you roll for what your character's role will be if you want!
- Have fun!

Vampires
1 - Sire
You're old enough to have created vampires of your own. Maybe one, maybe many, but they're all special to you in their own way.
2 - Sired
You were once normal, human, but then you were changed into something more. Do you thank your creator or hate them for changing you into a monster?
3 - n/a
Your creator is neither here nor there at the moment. You're just a vampire on the hunt or trying to fit in.

Outsider
1 - Victim
You're a victim, someone to drain and leave behind. Maybe they'll take pity on you and allow you to join, be one of them.
2 - Willing
You've got the hots for vampires or just a morbid fascination. You're willing to let them drink from you and maybe so much more.
3 - Pawn
You're being controlled somehow by a vampire. Mind control, blackmail, whatever.

Hunter
1 - Born
You come from a long line of vampire hunters.
2 - Moral Objection
Vampires are abominations that deserve to be wiped off the face of the planet.
3 - Vengeance
A vampire took someone dear from you or possibly made you into one of them. All you can think about is getting vengeance.

Gen
1 - hunted prey.
You're starving tonight and you're out scoping for just the right nighttime snack.
2 - newly made.
You're a newly made vampire or you've encountered someone who's recently been changed. How do you deal?
3 - mind control.
Some vampires have the ability to control humans' thoughts or actions and tonight is the night you have to do it.
4 - overpopulated.
Vampires have taken over the world and now humans are treated like livestock or pets that you can feed off of when you feel like it. Not all vampires think this is cool though...
5 - injured.
Not a lot can injure a vampire but there are those that will drain them for their blood or those that hunt them and know tricks that actually leave a mark. Do you help them? Or if you're the one injured, do you seek help?
6 - unaccepted.
You were changed or you've met someone who was once dear to you and changed... you're not sure how to accept them.
7 - close call.
It's too close to sunrise and you have got to find refuge with someone.
8 - player's choice.
For anything that's been missed!

Violent
1 - trail of bodies.
Humans are nothing but food and you've gone on a spree lately.
2 - hunted.
You're being hunted or you're hunting.
3 - outnumbered.
A bar or a club full of vampires doesn't bode well for humans...
4 - ravenous.
You've been starved or drained and you're going after the first person you see or you've stumbled across an extremely hungry vampire.
5 - entitled.
You're entitled to this person's blood, whether they want to give it or not.
6 - self-defense.
You have to defend yourself from those that want to hurt you.
7 - vengeance.
Someone is after vengeance...
8 - player's choice.
For anything that's been missed!

Romantic
1 - real love.
You know this is real, even if the other person is reluctant. Maybe it's not even a worry between you two and you just feel like being together.
2 - confession.
It might not be the smartest idea, but you need to tell this vampire or human exactly how you feel for them.
3 - forever.
It's time to make your lover into some a vampire or maybe it's time to ask your vampire lover to do it for you.
4 - making it work.
There are obviously some problems, but you're going to overcome them.
5 - forbidden.
Either no one can know about what you're doing or you just receive dirty looks for doing it.
6 - not exactly normal.
Your attraction might not be normal or the circumstances surrounding your relationship might not be and it's time to discuss if you have a future or you're just kidding yourselves.
7 - defense.
Someone hurt your lover and now they have to pay.
8 - player's choice.
For anything that's been missed!

Smut
1 - blood offering.
There's nothing like a vampire feeding on you that gets you in the mood more. You offer them your blood in exchange for something else.
2 - coerced.
Some vampires have mind control capabilities and some have blood that's like a drug that will make you crave more.
3 - no sex better than vampire sex.
You're both vampires or one of you is dead set on becoming on tonight and you'll do anything to convince your lover it's time.
4 - pet.
Similar to another option except that a 'pet 'entails so much more than being treated like livestock or cattle.
5 - touched the monster's heart.
You're actually in love with each other even though you weren't sure it was possible. You just want to make love and show your vampire how you feel.
6 - so much stronger.
The human or weaker vampire might not want it, but thankfully you're strong enough to take whatever you want from them.
7 - mine.
It's time to claim what is rightfully yours and make sure they know it.
8 - player's choice.
For anything that's been missed!

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(summoned by the meme! tentatively voice!testing - potential for both pre-game or post!cazador, i'm game either way :D)

Edited 2025-04-19 20:41 (UTC)

[ this can't help but end well, right? ]

(tav! this will undoubtedly be a resounding success because nothing ever goes wrong for these two :D what's your poison?)

[ 💖 whatever it ends up being, it will be glorious! hmm, lessee...if you're in the mood for a little of darkly-questionable fluff, we could do a nightly feeding (tav sort of likes those, chalk it up to her being...weird), or if you're feeling a little violent, we could do an epic-level bandit-camp-cleanout for two (since it's likely to be deliciously bloody as fuck), or if we want some angst, maybe one gets injured beyond potions or magic and chaos ensues? or even something completely different; i'm so easy! ]

(i want to do all the things, ngl! but since this is a vampire!meme, i'd definitely love to explore route of some deeply questionable fluff - i'm still getting to grips with the fandom so apologies in advance for my ignorance for any of the deeper DND!lore. were you thinking act 1 of the game or something a little later? :3)

[ we can definitely do that! and no worries on being new; we all were at some point c: trust me, i'm only just recently playing the game myself and have JUST NOW made it to act 3, so you're not at all alone. for everything else, there is the wiki! we can do act 1 or later, depending on where you'd like their relationship to be. i'm not averse to shipping with astarion (obvs), but it's totes your call where you'd like things to be; i can roll with basically anywhere/anything!

thinking on it, how about the night of the tiefling party? we can see how things go, tav will definitely let astarion have a bite, and just let things develop from there? ]

[For all his grousing about the quality of the wine, Astarion's bottle, liberated from the claws of a tiefling, is almost empty when he crosses Tav's path. He plays at giddiness. Effects a titter of laughter and a stumble to his steps to better blend in with the living, and tries to avoid the too-friendly hands reaching to clasp his shoulder or pat his back without being obvious about it. He's successful, he thinks, for the most part.

Having the bottle helps. It's a prop in his disguise and he hardly wrinkles his nose at the waft of vinegar as he draws another measured slug from its neck, the rot it leaves behind on his tongue as it sours his otherwise empty stomach.] Oh, there you are, darling. [He announces, performative, as if he hasn't been watching Tav's every move since the party began.] Here I thought you'd gone and hidden yourself away for the evening. I'd say you're missing all the fun but, truth be told - [Slips something sultry, suggestive into the smile he's prepared for her.] - there isn't much of it going around.

[ It was definitely a well-earned carouse, and in honor of her and her companions, but Tav quietly kept to the fringes of the revelry, not really trusting herself in the thick of all the commotion. Still a touch too nervy not to react badly at any sudden noise, touch, or distraction, she opted to just...stay out of the way and let everyone else have their fun.

Scratch and little Claws were fine company, after all. The dog and the baby owlbear were having the time of their lives, playing with all of the tiefling children, but both swung by to check on her every so often, offering a cold-nose-nuzzle with a wagging tail, or a gentle brush of feathers with a soft hoot of affection.

No one else seemed to miss her; she'd made her obligatory rounds just after sundown, speaking with Halsin, Zevlor, Dammon, as well as a few others, not daring to make mention of poor Alfira's mysterious disappearance, then faded to the edge of the lake with a bottle of her own, content to let the night flow around her as she sat, drank, and let her mind wander.

Only when she needed a refill did she return, slipping silently through the throng, pausing in a bit of surprise to hear a familiar voice, then that handsome familiar face materialized out of the firelight's shadow. ]

Astarion.

[ A softly fond greeting, accompanied by a half-smile as she gazed at the pale elf. Astarion didn't seem too drunk, but then he was an expert showman, after all. Tavara let her smile slant, just a touch. ]

Party not to your liking? That's a shame. [ His own coy little grin lifted her eyebrow; what was he up to? ] I'd ask what you had in mind to liven things up, but I'm not really sure I want to hear the answer.

Perhaps I'd enjoy it more if you hadn't abandoned me to our legion of would-be admirers. [The admonishment is meant to be teasing but it skews somewhere closer to the truth than Astarion might prefer, putting him off-kilter as he lets the bottle slosh, passing it from hand to hand in apparent restlessness. It adds weight to his ruse of being on just the wrong side of tipsy as he deliberately slots himself inside Tavara's space, sheltering himself as he avoids the tieflings still vying earnestly for his attention.

Perhaps she'll blame his misstep on the alcohol supposedly buzzing through his veins, dulling his otherwise heightened senses?

Better yet, perhaps she won't notice at all.] Not planning to escape again, are you? [And leave him here to keep pretending to choke down food that turns to ash in his mouth. He lowers his voice.] Or, if you are, the least you can do is bring me along with you.

[ This time, both of her brows rose. ] Oh. I'm--sorry, I didn't realize. [ Now it was her turn to tease, shifting just slightly as Astarion sidled a bit closer. ] I thought you'd be wallowing in the adulation by now. [ She nodded at the hovering sycophants, who'd paused a little nervously once they'd caught sight of her.

Mmm. Wise folks.

Tav gestured with her empty bottle in answer to the question. ] I was going for a refill. [ A small pause. ] I've...been over by the lake, keeping out of the way. [ She shied away from explaining why, saying lightly instead, opting to mask with humor: ] I suppose I can save you from the adoring masses for the rest of the night. --as long as your bottle is still half-full.

[Oh, so she does notice then, how he deliberately slinks to her other side, setting her squarely between him and the rest of the party. His sacrificial lamb in perhaps more ways than one.] Hiding, I believe, is the word you're looking for, darling.

[Though whatever judgment might have otherwise been in his tone is distinctly absent as he wordlessly passes his half-empty bottle to her without further negotiation.] And there's only so much of this - [A dismissive wave of his hands.] - joy and merriment I can stomach. Come on. [He snatches a second bottle of wine from a nearby table as they pass by, holding it up for Tavara's inspection, the dangling of a perpetual carrot.] I share this with you for ten minutes peace. How does that sound?

[ ooc: ttly hooked on ur astarion already! i hear everything he says in the PERFECT inflection, omg so fabulous. /keeps u 4ever 💗 ]

[ It was all she could do to keep from snorting laughter right out of her nose. Astarion, one of the Heroes of the Grove, almost cowering away from the thankful, the grateful, and the ignoble, all trying to get a proverbial piece of one of their intrepid saviors. Oh, the irony.

Tav merely rolled her eyes in amused resignation, took the bottle and from it a long swallow, scarcely noticing the sharp, fruity flavor as it slid down her throat. She longed for inebriation, for blessed mental, emotional, and physical silence, but pragmatically knew that none of the three were an option. And, really, the last time she'd been "absent" from herself, a bloodbath had occurred. So, sobriety it was, at least for now.

But the offer of a fresh bottle and pleasant - to her, anyway - company was temptation enough, so she knocked back another slug from Astarion's first bottle and carelessly tossed it aside - they'd clean up...later...maybe - and took the vampire by the hand, firmly pulling him around and away from the rest of the revelry. ]

Sounds perfect. [ Though she had to tease over her shoulder as she towed him towards the lake: ] What do I get for the entire night?

[Ah. But, for all he's avoided the centre of the celebrations, prowling around its outskirts to keep a more watchful eye on proceedings than the others might give him credit for (he momentarily forgets to put the sway into his steps as Tavara tugs him along), this is a dance he knows all too well. The back and forth of it is at least familiar, despite the twisting filling his stomach.

Still, it's better than focusing on the gnawing ache of it and, as he ambles after her, letting Tav's fingers tangle with his as they all but flee the rest of the party, the heady blood-scent of the living and their associated heartbeats at least begins to thin enough that the tension Astarion's been carrying in his spine eases a little.] Well, me, obviously.

[He purrs it like a promise, angles himself so he's at Tavara's shoulder instead of following at her back.] What other incentive could you possibly need?
[Flippant, an offhand comment he hopes she won't examine too closely, except he pauses for unneeded breath, gauging her response.]

[ Tav gently released Astarion's hand as they reached the shore, instinctively turning into him as he stepped up beside her, all coy smiles and arched brows. A handsome devil without question, with knowing eyes and soft platinum curls that seemed to beg for a lover's touch.

But she was hardly fool enough to entertain such thoughts - or speak them aloud. Their playful banter was, she believed, simply a way to deal with the lurking insanity in which they had all found themselves, to release the twanging tension that threatened in every waking moment.

So she smirked at his comment, uncorking the new bottle with a quick flick of her wrist. But she paused after lifting it, teasing its cool rim against her full lower lip. Bright blue eyes twinkled playfully as she gazed at her pale companion, both silhouetted in the moon's silver light. ]

I'm not sure. [ Coy. Soft and flirtatious. ] I've never had you for an entire night, Astarion.

[He, in turn, lets his eyes wander from her eyes to her mouth, lingering there as he tips his chin to regard her from underneath his lashes, matching her step for step. Clucks his tongue in mock sympathy as he croons —] Yes, yes, you poor wretch. I can't imagine how relieved you must be to know your suffering's finally over.

[Usually, he'd reach out with a delicate finger to nudge the bottle upward, encourage another swallow or two and hope it's enough to soften her senses into something more pliable so he can mold her for his own purposes. It's an old standby, a habit as ingrained into him as his feigned breathing, which he smothers with a faint twitch of his head and a raised eyebrow as he leans closer.] So, now that you have me, what do you plan to do with me?

[Slides his practiced smile towards something more salacious and hopes she doesn't notice how heavily he's hanging onto her heavy word.]

[ Her own eyebrow went up. It was dangerous, playing this game, but fun at the same time. That little thing down in the pit of her stomach gave a bit of a lurch when Astarion leaned closer, purring like a sly old tomcat. ] Isn't that boot on the other foot? You were the one needing to be rescued, remember?

[ Smirking to herself, Tav innocently licked at the bottle's rim with the tip of her tongue, still playful, still teasing. She couldn't help lowering her eyes to Astarion's own lips, tantalized by just the glint of fangs in the moonlight, and even she heard her heartbeat give a surge at the recollection of those teeth in her skin. The remembered sound of his soft, stilted moans as he drank her down, the now-familiar weight of his body atop hers as he fed.

Yeah. This was so dangerous. But she wasn't one to back down from a challenge.

Tav then tilted the bottle towards Astarion, inquiring in a voice gone low and husky with...something: ] ...wanna taste?

Precisely! [Oh, but he knows the look she graces him with all too well. He hardly needs to the parasite rooting around in their brains to know where her mind's wandered. Makes a show of biting on his lip for Tavara's benefit, deliberately allowing the razor tip of a fang to peek through. Tentative. Tantalizing.] I'm in your debt. At least twice over by my reckoning, darling, though feel free to correct me if I'm wrong.

[Of course, he wipes his cocksure grin squarely off his face in the next moment, the neck of the bottle thunking hollowly against his sternum when he fails to catch it, his thoughts guttering to a stop. Does she mean —? No, no, surely not. It's only a moments hesitation as Astarion unconsciously drags his tongue across his lips, tucking his fangs away again. Takes up the bottle again. Rallies. Fixes his smirk back into place.] Oh, you have absolutely no idea.

[Except Tav's the only person in camp who most assuredly does. Astarion puts the thought out of his mind as he brings the bottle up to his lips, playacts taking a swig from it so he doesn't have to keep tasting ashes on his tongue, which is precisely the thing he's trying to get away from.] Dare I say, this is almost romantic, isn't it? Dashing heroics, moonlight, charming company. Not sure what I've done to deserve it but I can't help but approve.

[ It was definitely more than two, but if they were truly counting, the numbers didn't matter. They were partners, and watching each other's backs was simply a given. And strangely enough, Tavara had come to think of her companions as...family, in a skewed way. So.

But she didn't miss the momentary crogglement that swept across Astarion's handsome face, regardless of its brevity. Then the sly charmer was back again, pointedly licking those lips to showcase the gleaming incisors within. Cheeky bastard.

A smarmy retort was making its way to her tongue, but it derailed at the elf's next observation, and Tav blinked as she took the bottle back. (She wasn't going to call him on miming a swallow - the liquid level was still the same as it was when she'd offered it.) She did take a deep draught, feeling that familiar warmth follow the wine down, spreading through her gut with a sanguine bloom. ]

Mmm... [ A non-committal noise as she considered it. And let the bottle dangle from two fingers, almost absently. ] Are you going to faint at my feet now? [ Tav had to chuckle at the image. ] But then I suppose I'd have to wake you with a kiss. [ --wait, what? ] --er, or something.

[For all his ceaseless flirting and carefully crafted lines, dialogue so well-rehearsed they practically dance off the tip of Astarion's tongue, he can't prevent himself bristling ever so slightly, his back up. He can't keep the haughtiness out of his voice as he replies primly:] I'm hardly a damsel, dear. Let's not get too carried away.

[But perhaps...] Or is that what you like? Care for me to swoon at your feet so you can swoop in and rescue me? [It certainly isn't the worst game he's ever played to lure someone to his bed. The idea has merits.] After all, you seem to be making a habit of trying to save everybody else. Why not me?

[Why not him indeed. He's been asking himself the same question for two hundred years.]

[ Despite her gentle amusement at his affronted response, Tavara swallowed her chuckle and only let a crooked little smile escape, taking another sip from the bottle to hide even that. ]

I know you aren’t, Astarion. [ Her smile grew into an appreciative grin. ] You’re absolutely wicked with those daggers. [ Indeed, it was more often than not that she and their vampire rogue monopolized all their enemies for themselves, leaving little, if anything, for the others to do save pillage the dead. ]

And I’ve already rescued you. At least for tonight. [ She gave a nonchalant shrug, idly rolling the half-empty bottle between her hands. The warmth from the wine had spread, leaving a pleasant fog in the chaos of her brain and her tongue a little looser than usual. ]

I was actually thinking about offering you a real drink. [ She pointedly pulled her long hair aside, tipping her head to reveal the smooth expanse of warm, golden skin. ]

Doesn’t seem fair, everyone else enjoying the party except you.

[ Particularly once she’d managed to persuade him to do so, she and Astarion had been the two doing most of the damned work. ]

(Fancy something Bloodweave flavoured?)

(always, darling! :D i'm super, super new to the fandom so apologies in advance for any gaps in my knowledge but i'm here for it!)

(Gale's pretty new for me too. Do you want to explore something in game canon or AU? Personally like the look of the injured prompt, maybe post battle, or AU Gale as a vampire hunter? But up for anything if something else takes your fancy.)

(oooh, i love a bit of whump! astarion being the world's most inept healer/caretaker perhaps? more than happy to au and/or handwave this if we're not looking to stick too strictly to canon :))

(Nurse Astarion it is then! We can play loose with the canon as needed. Did you want to start, or I can?)

(kick us off with whatever you like, lovely :D)

Gnolls! [The cry went up, startling Gale when he had been close to drifting off at the fireside. They should have been able to take them easily, but this was camp, it was their safe space, and the sudden attack caught them all on the backfoot with barely any weapons within easy reach. They scattered.

Unable to find safe space to pause and turn, and get off a spell to control the slavering, howling onslaught, Gale opted for retreat. Claws and teeth whipped at his heels as Gale cast Dimension Door, then grabbed for the nearest companion blindly to drag them through with him. They stumbled through to the other side, Gale collapsing to his knees in a sprawl. The portal shut behind them and instantly all the noise of cries, howls and battle just stopped. There was only the soft roar of crashing water and crickets in the air.]

I- [Gale looked around. His surroundings were unfamiliar, and yet, not, at the same time. He couldn't put his finger on it. There had been no waterfall near camp, to his knowledge. He looked up at Astarion, finally registering who he brought along.] I don't know where we are. This isn't how that's supposed to work... Unngh... Gods.

[The fabric of his evening wear was slashed open at the thigh, blood soaking through, dark and shiny under the moonlight. And then he passed out.]

{{Late 19th century to modern. If you like your vampires mostly friendly (if a little shy), that's her general vibe. Like a nervous cat.}}

[particularly interested in him being a human that gets turned into a vampire, or maybe he's already been a vampire and he's already dealing with it (groupies are totally an easy way to get a snack). cool with other options too though. 18+ for shipping or smut.]

[[Elder vampire here, big hottie without any strong magic.]]

[[A vampiric con artist, kleptomaniac and Linda Belcher-type. Always game for a good time, and built for a sad time.]]

[lilith is a krsnik: loosely a vampiric creature that feeds on vampires. her canon is all fantastic sci-fi, so what happens is that her nanomachines specifically feed on the bacteria that live in those specific people's blood, which gives them vampiric traits. there's more (those nanomachines she's host to have destroyed multiple planets -absorbing and assimilating lifeforms- and are vampiric on a wide scale, just favor the bacillus as their snacks), but that's the gist. she keeps that under check most of the time.
it can be adjusted or au-ish to a less sci-fi jargon flavor as simply feeding on any vampires for meme settings.]

[ I'm pretty much a shoe-in if there's a Daybreakers scenario, although I could be possibly interested in a setting like The Hunt.

Matt as vampire. Assumed cr preferred and prose preferred. ]

[Am here for the chance to play an 'ex' US army officer as a vampire!

Edited 2025-04-19 23:59 (UTC)

[Vampire. Tremere. Everything but the smut.]

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( he's said himself he'd make a very dashing vampire. )

( ota, 18+. information in journal. )

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