Kaol - Hunny Monster?
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(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Thu 2 Jul 2009, 13:46, 28 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Here you go.
It was noon in the square outside of the great cathedral in Santiago De Compostela. Kaol spun around and around marvelling at the overblown Gothic architecture. He could feel the laughter bubbling up from within, a deep well capped only with difficulty. He moved to sit in the shade of one of the many crosses and felt once again the life pulsing through his veins. An abundance of life. A surfeit of joy, the kind known only to the followers of truth and light. No room for darkness in his soul, only love and a complete absence of any bloodlust.

Casting his eye around the square his gaze lit upon something that set his thoughts soaring. Could it be? After all the years of searching? Of yearning? Of needing? A lidded basket unattended with a note pinned to it. He strolled over on a nonchalant way and tapped the basket with a be-sandalled foot. No noises came from the basket. He removed the note and gently tapped the basket again. Nothing. He read the note. “For you Kaol, do as you will is the only law.”

His demeanour changing, Kaol cast a shifty look around and lifted the lid slowly. Blinking against the brilliant sunshine the freshly woken kittens clambered over the baby rabbits they were cuddled up to. Kaol gave them all a big cuddle, named every one of them George and took them home.

“That’ll show them!” He thought. “Me! A vampire!” The tears coursed down his pasty white face as he thought of the hours of unjust humiliation he had suffered at the hands of his OT tormentors. Distracted by the thought he absently raised the kitten to his lips and, gently breaking the skin with his razor sharp canines, he sucked the life from it.

Denial, the most powerful of all survival mechanisms.
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Thu 2 Jul 2009, 13:46, Reply)

HE ATED THE KITTEN??!! D:

( Lisette von Falcon, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 13:49, Reply)

*sniff*
Beautiful.
Just like Vittorio.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 13:49, Reply)

This is most excellent.
Although factually incorrect in places.
I do not, and never will wear sandals.
Also, I'm not a vampire.
( Cawl, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 14:04, Reply)

but if you were,
and we have no proof that you aren't, you'd be a vampire like Cassidy in Preacher, not one who hangs out with fluffy animals.
( crackhouseceilidhband Fuck off back to Mumsnet, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 14:08, Reply)

Cassidy!
the feckin' nuisance!
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 14:12, Reply)

I envisage Cassidy
as a cross between Kaol and Shane McGowan.
( crackhouseceilidhband Fuck off back to Mumsnet, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 14:14, Reply)

Haha!
Thank you.
( Cawl, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 14:14, Reply)

Nice :D
Apart from I can't see myself sucking men off for drugs.
Or being Irish.
( Cawl, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 14:14, Reply)

but apart from that
it's spot-on
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 14:17, Reply)

Of course you can't see yourself.
Vampires have no reflections.
( crackhouseceilidhband Fuck off back to Mumsnet, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 14:17, Reply)

I just can't win.

( Cawl, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 14:37, Reply)

sandals Doc Martens with bats on
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 14:04, Reply)

I am actually a vampire*
I don't drink blood and I like garlic.
But I am very white with (dyed) black hair and am allergic to the sun.
*I want to be a vampire : (
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 14:11, Reply)

*rubs thighs*
phwoar
(Himjim died a little more inside on, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 14:24, Reply)

I'm not a goth though...
so don't get all goth-cited
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 14:30, Reply)

Do you hear the music of the children of the night?
Sing my children, sing.
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Thu 2 Jul 2009, 14:33, Reply)

"Children of dee niiight...
SHUT UP!"
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 14:33, Reply)

I'm not
I just dig the paleys.
(Himjim died a little more inside on, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 14:58, Reply)

I hope you ask their permission first

( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 15:04, Reply)

Can I dig you
paley?
(Himjim died a little more inside on, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 15:07, Reply)

it depends...
on whether I've been drinking wine, lager, or spirits.
And whether I'm in the same mood as I was yesterday. I had frosty knicks of steel.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 15:09, Reply)

Drink Spirits
And wear whatever fucking knicks you like.
(Himjim died a little more inside on, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 15:22, Reply)

I'm sure the Pandatron should have arrived by now
But in its absence, how did you know spirits were the best bet?
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 15:29, Reply)

I'm a fucking genius.
The pandatron is absent from QOTW.

I think.
(Himjim died a little more inside on, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 15:39, Reply)

No, Kaol regularly employs it
But maybe he's busy having tea with Erzsébet Báthory...
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 15:44, Reply)

Like fuck it is!

( Cawl, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 15:51, Reply)

ALWAYS VIGILANT!
PANDATRON!
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Thu 2 Jul 2009, 15:52, Reply)