Review of VamplayersReview of Vamplayers3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
By Rusty Fischer
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~Zombies Don't Blog~
At the Afterlife Academy of Exceptionally Dark Arts, the vampires in training follow one of two tracks: they become either Sisters or Saviors. Of course, everyone wants to be a Savior, swooping into infested high schools in matching red leather jumpsuits and wielding crossbows, putting down swarming vampires with deadly efficiency.
But Lily Fielding is just a Sister—a Third Sister at that, a
Master Alexiís DungeonMaster Alexi's Dungeon:Master Alexiís Dungeon3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Welcome to those of you who dare to enter. It seems my pup has been a naughty boy and has snuck off to be with my cousin Dmitry again, leaving me in need of a plaything to amuse myself. Not just anyone will do because this is not an easy job. Those who would like the -licks fangs- position will have to submit proof to me. Give me your best shot or you will find yourself drained and left for the guard dogs to devour.
All of your delicious submissions will be kept in a special folder in my gallery and added to this journal. New tasks will be given in intervals.
Submissions should be as follows: Any art form including photos, digital or traditional art, or liturature. (So far I have only received lit submissions and am dying for some other forms of artwork.)
1. All journal comments should be directed towards Master Alexi, not his writer..
2. Literature responses to tasks can be in two forms.. In story form that
O-Neg: Part 1O-Neg: Part 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
O-Neg: Part 1
Breanna was in the director's office of the Hadley School, a private academy her mother wanted to attend for her senior year, and she was not happy. While the adults talked, she was bent over a Vampire Knight manga. The way her thick long chocolate hair fell about her face, her look of utter disgust was concealed from them.
"Breanna is so bright." Her mother told the school director. "The public high school is unacceptable. She just hasn't been given the chance she needs to shine."
The school director flipped through Breanna's school records.
Breanna's mother continued. "The kids misbehave. The teachers don't care."
"Blah, blah, blah." Breanna thought to herself as she looked up from her manga and glanced around the director's large room. With its inlaid oak walls and ceiling-high bookcases holding thick leather bound books that must have dated two or three centuries ago, Breanna wasn't too sure this was the place for her. What