Everard de Landen VC RP-blog • 21+ • Sem-Sel • follow canon till PL
I was turned approximately 700 years ago in Paris, by a fool called Rhoshamandes. I am hardly a unique snowflake. An individual however, I am. Tell me a good joke and I might like you. Or kill you. Try me. Currently you can find me in Siena, Italy. You can also send me a text. My number is 0033-12345678
the saddest thing ever is that marius was in venice for, what, like 20 years? it was such a tiny phase of his life, it's like when you have ADHD and you're really really really into a hobby and convinced it's your new thing and then you burn out in 2 weeks and never touch it again.
it's so sad like he was with Armand for 4-5 years at the most? especially when he spent 200+ years with his other fledglings? he even spent like entire centuries around Avicus and Mael? was in Constantinople with them for nearly a century and he doesn't even LIKE Mael?? (or so he claims, smh.)
anyway very sad that the Venice Era is like, the cornerstone of Armand's entire worldview. A friend phrased it like AS ROME IS TO MARIUS, MARIUS IS TO ARMAND -- everything will always ultimately come back to these principles, to how Marius identifies as a Roman or how Armand wants to live up to the paradigm of Marius's approval, to his identity as Marius's student, and it was such a tiny tiny tiny little piece of Marius's life.
I hate when you are telling the truth and then you smile so now no one believes you😭
@ for a middle of the night text
[Instagram message] Hey
[Instagram message] You awake?
[Instagram message] Think I saw you enter The Alt when I just left.
[Instagram message] Don't take the Bloody Mary there. They dilute it with cheap stuff.
[Instagram message] What do you call a dog that can do magic?
if i ever opened up to you, forget it happened
# for a random text @ for a middle of the night text * for a drunk text + for a loving text ÷ for a depressed text = for a scared text & for a curious text $ for a accidental text ¥ for a drugged text
“Better cellphone reception. That’s why Satan recommended the Catacombs.“
I’m fine
I need divine intervention
You're not nearly as deep as you think you are, and you write like a 14 year old ✨
"You should be perfectly able to relate then." he said dully.
For he said 'I am your god now.' He gave me a taste of his unholy communion. By now I knew it was blood, but it was like wine to my blaspheming tongue and loins. His forceful hands did not bless me, but contorted my body to prayer all the same. He would pierce me as deeply as the Holy Spirit and made me utter words in tongues I did not speak. And after this crucifixion and I was certain I could bear no more, his unholy communion would resurrect me and reanimate my body to do what he chose me for. And after many deaths, he left me hollow as a false prophet's convictions and again and again I found myself sobbing in the bed's linen folds, wishing it to be Mother Mary's lap. And I would beg my first God for forgiveness, for the sin soiled me so deeply, the tar blocked my prayers from reaching heaven. Forgive me Lord, for I have sinned. Forgive me Lord, for I am Judas. I am filthy and I am filth. For he said 'I am your god now.'
"Don't do this, they're innocent. Don't kill them. Don't."
