Vampires in a Supermarket

[~jamollopus~]

Rules:

..are stupid.. so we don't need any stink'n rules!

Setting:

it's a supermarket.. in the middle of nowhere pretty much.. oh, and for some strange reason.. once you enter it you can never leave.


//~bwah, i guess i'll start it off and continue to roleplay with myself until more join in.//
-two deep eyes connected to a pale face glared at the other end of the aisle. The monsters ears slightly twitched, annoyed with the 'elevator music' that played throughout the store. With a groan it turned to it's right and merely read the contents on a not-so-famous cereal brand.. "...Count Chocula?" his voice was strong and handsome, well, more attractive than this face anyway. A cheesy, everyday vampire, almost jet black cloak draped over his head and shoulders. The yellow dim of the flouresent lights forced him to pull his hood almost over halfway over his face. It didn't pain him to see the light, it merely bothered him and added to his headache that the horrid 'elevator music' had created. with a blink he turned and slowly drifted down the aisle. "i wonder.."

[Gabe Puratekuta]

A second vampire, one who isn't bothered by any form of light, walked into the supermarket.
"Hmm.... I wonder if there're and cute cashiers or stockgirls here..."
She turned an aisle and bumped into the cloaked man.
"You!!" she yelled, eyes wide open. "I don't care what my father says!! I'm not going back and you can't force me to!!!"

[~jamollopus~]

Feeling a slight push, he turned his head toward the female and raised a brow as he listened to her speak. Before responding, his dark eyes blinked slowly, "...is that what you think?" his right claw shot out, and like an opening curtain his cloak shifted. Grasping the younger vampire's arm he grinned, his teeth shining dimly, "well, whoever your father is.. hopefully he wont come to miss you much."

[Gabe Puratekuta]

"....wait, you're not working for him?"

[~jamollopus~]

Her reply caused him to release his claws and bring them back underneath his cloak. He raised his shoulders for a second, shrugging he said, "Darling, my mind lost who i once was from the time i entered this cursed place... the dairy section is out of yogurt, i'm afraid.. and i suggest you stay clear away from the spices rack, i passed it a few moments ago and my eyes and skin begain to curl disgustingly... curse those creators of garlic." he simply sighed.

[Gabe Puratekuta]

"What's so bad about garlic?" she asked. "I haven't really seen how it would be."
The young woman then realized something.
"Forgive me. I forgot to introduce myself. I am Saya Morpheus."

[~jamollopus~]

"well, it may be just me then..." he paused "as far back as i can remember I've always had this annoying allergic reaction to 'garlic'." if you could see through the hood of his cloak, you would have seen his deep eyes slowly blink. "ah, you are forgiven... it has been amusing to meet you, Lady Morpheus." his voice replied as he slightly bowed to her, "i am called Zacaran Le Felix." -suddenly, his attention was caught by something else far behind the female. "... they shouldn't dare." a growl rose from his throat.

[Gabe Puratekuta]

"Hmm? Who shouldn't dare what?" she asked while looking behind her

[~jamollopus~]

Turning away, his pace was quick, "those humans, they're heading towards the canned foods..." glancing for a moment back at her he added "Hours of my time went into building that tower of canned vegatables.. i will never let them destroy it!!" his cloak soon dissapeared as he turned the corner.

[Gabe Puratekuta]

"............tower of canned vegetables....?"
Among the people, Saya saw a very familiar face and rushed toward her.
"Lyn! What're you doing here?"
"I don't know. Something pulled me in here and I haven't been able to find a way out."
She hugged her. "I was so worried about you!"

[~jamollopus~]

a battle cry could suddenly be heard throughout the store, soon after it, employees and others either glanced nervously in the direction of it or backed away from the mad man. pointing a claw like finger at a young man, Le Felix promised, "if another being dare comes through this aisle i will rip open it's throat and pull out it's heart so i can drench these cans with blood!!" he raised his other fist in pure anger.

[Gabe Puratekuta]

"It figures something like this would happen...." she said with a sigh and stepped through the crowd. "I have a better idea."

[~jamollopus~]

Ignoring the crowd the male quickly replaced and rearranged a few more of the canned foods. "These cans.. are my cans..." he began repeating to himself, in a low, deep and raspy voice"my throne... my castle.. my coffin.." he paused for a long moment and looked over his shoulder, glaring at nothing in particular, "i need.. coffee cans!!" those eyes of his obviously glowed a bright red.

[Gabe Puratekuta]

"How about we stop acting like f***tards and try to find a way out of here?"

[~jamollopus~]

{ tsk..tsk.. naughty language. }
Le Felix let out a laugh, "there is no way out!" his voice echoed as he pointed toward the sky with a talon. "the 'Settings' counter it!" after returning his arm back to his side, he turned away in search of the area the 'coffee cans' are located. "...of course."