for your own protection over their affection

[campjesus]

[ there's a blanket fort taking up one corner of the room - one out of many corners, since it's not unusual for it to have more than four, somehow. various bits of furniture have been pushed around it to drape blankets off of and it's very dark except a dim light barely shining through the draped sheets.

a tiny vampire is inside, rearranging piles of bones with his fingers and teeth. after a minute, a tiny hand reaches out and hangs some of them from a hook. they're bent into unnatural shapes, spelling out 'TOP SECRET !! KEEP OUT !!!'

... at least they look too small to be human. probably raccoon or something. ]

Comments

[fuckvampires]

Thank you.

[campjesus]

[ he's not coming out of this fort though.

it's dark. like a cave. ]

[fuckvampires]

[That's okay, he'll just chill outside. There's probably not enough room for both of them anyway.]</small I like these better than the, uh, moving things.

[campjesus]

Those are too hard to make. [ :C ]

[fuckvampires]

And creepy? I know goth is your thing, but really.

[campjesus]

I think they're cute... [ :CCCC y u do this Harvestman ]

[fuckvampires]

[Why that face, Brody. Why is it always that face.]

...I ain't got no taste anyhow. Nice to see you out.