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#1  Edited By Superevil225
@Redletter: @The_Puzzler: Antonov rubbed his head agonizingly and moaned. These people are idiots, he thought to himself and shrunk back into the room as he watched one of the vampires burn in the sunlight. "Well done." He mumbled, a bit shy to admit someone had beat him to the punch. The Russian magician glanced around the room, prepared to confront the other vampire, but she was gone. She wasn't killed. She was gone. "Oh no...." Antonov mumbled. "If you're done with your qualms, I think we have a bigger issue. That other vampire left. Not because she was afraid. No. She's much too strong. She went to report the situation to a boss. That old man in the painting." He yelled at the companions in the room. "Care to go exploring?"
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#2  Edited By Superevil225

HEY GUYS! I'm sorry I disappeared. I got trapped on a mountain... in snow. I'll post ASAP

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@Redletter: Do I need to make arrangements? XD
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@Redletter: :3 You could always hide in a corner for the rest of Christmas. XD
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Love is a foolish emotion. It's reserved for those with too much time on their hands.

-general Antonov philosophy

I'm like a bitter old man because I don't have any fantasies to dream of. I know fantasy and magic are very real. There's no point in dreams if everything is an arm's reach away.

-random Antonov philosophy

My brain is my hardrive, and it only makes sense to fill it with information that is important. Really important.

-Sherlock Holmes (from BBC 2010 Sherlock)

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#6  Edited By Superevil225

I got me some word an' I put 'em together and made me a fancy post-like thang.

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@DarkSorcerer: @Redletter: "I don't know where we are, exactly. Somewhere in Europe, but that's all I can figure out." Antonov explained carefully pacing the room then stopping in front of the large window. "I can sense some sort of barrier around this island, so there's no use trying to swim away. The magic, energy, or whatever is making the barrier is powered by some source in this mansion. Most likely the owners are of supernatural decent, or maybe are magicians like myself.

"Oh... aren't you a sharp knife?" A woman's voice echoed through the room. Antonov checked for a reflection in the window, but saw nothing. Then he finally pieced together everything and spun around. The magician had no idea how she got there, but a young woman was standing behind him. She looked pale, and sickly. Curving over her voluptuous lip was a white fang. Her long, straight ebony hair was thrown over a shoulder casually and her chest was barely contained within her thin dress. "I'm sorry boys. But it's time for dinner... and you're on the menu." Briar cackled.

Antonov looked back to his two companions and cursed under his breath. "Vampires!" he screamed.

@The_Puzzler:

Lamia

The vampire knew Puzzler had caught onto her stalking him. He stared into the mirror, but there was no reflection of the woman. Something about the way the strange man held himself told Lamia that he was well aware of her presence. There was no point to stalking him anymore. "Hello." She breathed against Puzzler's neck and softly brushed her fingers along the man's jaw. "Aren't you a bit far from home?" She asked, her husky, sexy voice never wavered as she mumbled into The Puzzler's ear.

Lamia tickled Puzzler's neck with her long sharp claw. She chuckled and licked her lips, then gasped playfully as she drew a small point of blood. "Your sanguine... smells... intoxicating. You smell alien. You smell wonderful. Hmmm let me have a taste!" She barred her fangs and moved to snatch the Puzzler's neck and drain him of his blood.

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@Redletter: I'm not sure If Antonov can interpret dance. He might think Jack is having a seizure.

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#10  Edited By Superevil225
@Redletter: Of course he does! Antonov is a bit of a nerd, he knows more than two languages. XD