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Weekly Contest #372
She's a beater, a fixer-upper, a diamond in the rough. That's what my dad always said, when the old man croaked, I got a chance to see what was what. Ol' Betsy had been my grandfather's, then my dad's and now mine, some would even say it was a family tradition that every oldest son was conceived on her rugged leather seats. That would explain why they had a slight crunch to them. Nevertheless, I decided to take her out for a spin once I laid pops to rest. She was a muscle car or something like that, sleek red finish with racing strips down t...
Weekly Contest #329
Knowhere is the type of city that draws in the worst of the worst, we’re talking ghouls, ghosts and goblins. I am one of those lucky numbers, got a little hickey by a vampire lord some 200 years back and since then I’ve been doing the rounds. This place ain’t all bad; sure, New York is the place if you want to find some sweet necks to nibble on but I’ve had my fill of that long before the city was even planned. This is the spot if you wanna make a pretty penny, and my wallet happens to be hurtin’. Today’s a full moon, for vamps like me it’s ...
Weekly Contest #326
TW: Swearing, implied violence People always said that he was a bit odd, of course no one would bother explaining why or how - but in a town this size it’s easy to paint a picture of someone just from hearsay alone. The picture that most had of Lucius was of a timid kid, shoulders practically sinking into a hunched torso; a human hook that would rather spend his days alone walking through the woods than with anyone else. To be fair, it’s not like he had many other options for enjoying his youth - Nearbay was a notoriously boring town - mea...
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