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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 19, 2015 19:32:20 GMT -8
∆§Indea§∆ -
August fought through the early evening traffic, as the last dregs of rush 'hour' overstayed their welcome. He drove south, past the city proper and out into the land of cheap hotels, big cars and wide, wide roads. The airport was notorious for its backups, and while there weren't any complete disasters, it wasn't a cake walk either. The looping roads around the airfield perhaps reminded August of his arrival to Glenland...((maybe describe what August rocks out to, thinks about, etc while I queue up the next bit!  ))
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Mar 19, 2015 20:04:22 GMT -8
August was rocking out to the mellow sounds of an Alternative radio station as he drove through town. Singers crooning about lost loves and hidden torments. He hoped that the group he was picking up where as mellow as Wilhelm said. What if he accidentally picked up the fussy group and they hated Antearctans. That would be a total bummer. He really hope they could all act, the film could really do with some more cast members. He wondered if Chloë's group was coincidently short, or the progenitor just liked small people. Or maybe it was like the Crowboys and the vampires shrunk because of a vampire clan thing. Shame it was too rude to ask.
August contemplated all such things as he made his way to the airport. It distracted from remembering the last time he picked someone up from the air port. His big sister.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 19, 2015 20:15:19 GMT -8
August waited his turn in the giant line of cars picking up and dropping off, and loading and unloading luggage... and forgetting something and running back to the car and unloading something else and then yelling at their wife and having to apologize for it and... eugh. Heat streamed off fretful travelers and their idling engines. At last he snail-crawled his way near a conspicuous gap in the area's heat signature. Three lanky figures loitered on the edge of the curb, humble luggage stacked nearby.
The taller two sat together, unnaturally and precariously balanced on a small steamer. The woman with colorful gradient hair caught August's attention and called out. She had a perfect Glennish accent.  
???-
"Hey! Wilhelm sending his babies to pick up the trash?"
???-
"Speak for yourself! Why not 'the dirty laundry...?'
Slightly more flattering, yeah?"
???-
"I'd like to imagine I'm not any type of undesirable refuse,
but perhaps zat is just my arrogance speaking."
The man in the hoodie leaned against a cement beam, and gave August a courteous nod. Next to him a pile of coats sprang to life, and a small man emerged from beneath them, where he'd been resting on the dirty concrete.   
???- ???-
"Hello! Wer ist das?" *shrug*
They approached with their luggage, thankfully just enough to fill out the trunk, it'd be a tight squeeze anyway.
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Mar 19, 2015 20:24:44 GMT -8
  "Hey y'all, I'm August and I ain't Wilhelm's baby. Y'all ain't trash or laundry, Wil sent me cause you guys are the most chill. Y'all are the Shaunbons, right?" |
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 19, 2015 21:06:22 GMT -8
 
???- ???-
"Schaumbaum?" "I don't know..."
???-
"Oh yeah, we're all chumbums, totes."
???-
"*snrk*"
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"Anyway it's lovely to meet you August! You are such a sweetie picking us up for your gramps. My name is Janice, and this beautiful beast here is Lucio."
Lucio-
"I'm a beast. Delighted."
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"I am Willem Schönborn-- oh-- oh I get what you were-- ah nevermind. Anyway call me 'Schönborn', if you would. Or whatever you can get it to be close. Zeh three of us are Finsterwald family, and Anselm is an 'Eichel', I suppose."
Everyone loaded up their luggage, and while Willem seemed the most confident and the only 'Schönborn,' the group let Anselm take shotgun no questions asked.
Anselm-
"Aw! I vahnted to say, 'I am Anselm.' *sigh*"
He sat next to August, with a glossy motorcycle helmet on his lap. The three in the back seemed quite comfy at pressing in tightly, and made various distracting noises and glances at August in the rearview mirror. The lack of heat in this group made it seem like the seats had been stuffed with the luggage instead of the people. The mirrored letters on Janice's hat created shimmering WHORE reflections through the car interior. |
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Mar 20, 2015 4:03:26 GMT -8
August tried not to look too shocked at the words on her beanie. Was it ironic? He felt like he was missing something there. He turned down the radio and glanced around at his passengers.  "Grandfather?! Lawdamimbo no. He's my big brother and kinda adopted father in vampire terms, but ya were right before I guess. I'm just as young as I look."   "Oh sorry about that, Shamborn. Wilhelm said I was gonna pick ya up and I just assumed. I'm pleased as pie to meet y'all. I just wish it was less crummy circumstances. Ya got to say it then, Anslem. No worries."
 "Bombaroo jacket by the way. Do ya got a bike to go with ya helmet?"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 20, 2015 12:19:13 GMT -8
Anselm-
"Oh yeah, danke. 'dhis is a cool car. Are vee going to get my bike now?"
Willem-
"I'm interested in what's going on. I never met zhese dead progenitors, I heard zhey were quite pleasant. Wilhelm seemed quite dejected."
Janice-
"Yeah it sounds like a total blow up, kinda exciting. I haven't been to Glenland since your granny was still in a corset!"
Anselm-
"Wir werden zu holen mein Motorrad, jetzt? Wohin gehen wir?"
Lucio-
"I think it's been longer than that. These childrens' grannies probably wore bobbed hair."
  
Janice-
"Wild. August, your hair is soooo nice! Can I touch it?"
She wiggled her fingers. |
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Mar 20, 2015 15:05:29 GMT -8
  "Sure ya can touch me hair. It ain't gonna bite."   "Oh it was a literal blow up! Poor dear Sombreta and Jack copped the worst of it. I reckon they'll explain more at the meeting though. "   "Let's talk about something cheerier, like any of y'all interested in film?" |
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 20, 2015 16:09:48 GMT -8
Schönborn-
"Hn, I suppose we will be here to diffuse zeh attention, and provide a distraction."
Janice lavished attention on August's hair, tipping up his hat a bit.
Janice-
"So cool... you're a really lovely guy, you know. Lucio, check this out! It's soft like a little puppy."
Lucio joined in.
Lucio-
"Very nice."
Anselm-
"Oh ja, I like movies. Vilhelm says he buys me a motorbike."
Schönborn-
"I had a hard time understanding film at first, but it is a nice way to get out of zeh sun when you cannot sleep."
Anselm-
"Not for me *sigh* but I go to a midnight movie."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Mar 20, 2015 16:45:25 GMT -8
August tried to keep focus on the road despite the hands in his hair."Ermmm something like that. A bit of security too ya know, but y'all don't have to fight if ya don't wanna."  "So! How would y'all like to be in a film? Like as actors? Me and Wil are making a film, I'm the director. It's kinda why I was made a vampire in the first place."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 20, 2015 17:04:25 GMT -8
Janice-
"Ooh what kind of film?"
Lucio-
"I'm sure not that kind of film."
Janice-
"I never said anything about that!
Not that I would mind...
Wil's always talked about making a film, but never gets around to it."
Schönborn-
"Everyzzing must not be zhat bad if there's time for making art. "
Anselm-
"You kind of haff to make arts, if you are an artist. Does zhat make sense?
I do art, with ink. Vhat are zeh arts in Harlan? Is it good?"
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Mar 20, 2015 17:29:25 GMT -8
 "It's a horror indie film with a good dash of drama. It's about a tragic heroine who is beset by disease and the love of her vampire doctor. It's about revenge, love and passion. Y'all should be in it. It'll be bombaroo. There might be some artistic nudity too."   "Ya make pure sense Anie, making art is like breathing... err drinking blood. We artists have to do it or we die. Our souls whither away like a flower without oxygen. The arts here are not quite as avant-garde as Grauland but pretty darn good. Ya have to be our artistic director, Anie! How bombaroo." |
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 20, 2015 17:43:59 GMT -8
Anselm-
"Haha I don't know vhat you talking about but it zounds cool to me."
Janice-
"Sure, I'll do it! Who do I get to play? Ooh can I be the tragic heroine?"
Lucio-
"Can you even act?"
Janice-
"I dunno, can't be that hard. I'm alright at lying."
Schönborn-
" Zhis is funny, I thought everyzzing was going to be so dire when we got here. It's a welcome relief I suppose, we are used to pleasant times where we come from."
Janice-
"Yeah Willem's parties rulllle!"
Lucio-
"They're not bad, for sure."
Schönborn-
"I'd ratzzher party zhan war, any day. I don't know about acting, I could scout for you if I am in zeh mood."
Anselm-
"Ah, vhere do we go now? I'm confused."
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Mar 20, 2015 18:28:58 GMT -8
 "Alright! I'll count ya all in! We'll have a film party. Ya can't back out now!" "Well ya can but please don't!" "Oh Janice ya can be the other main character, the evil but sexy witch. She wants revenge against the young heroine but alas has also fallen for her charms. We'll find roles for all of ya who want to act."  "Oh!"  "We're going to the hotel for a meeting, Anie. It'll be cool. Maybe Wil can translate for ya?" |
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 20, 2015 19:21:54 GMT -8
Janice -
"An evil but sexy witch, I think I've been called that once or twice.
Lucio-
"In part, at least."
Schönborn-
"I wonder who iss going to be zhere, I know Ausmiller, Schwan and Döllinger at least. Zhey were on our same plane."
Anselm-
"Engelsdorff too. Okay we go to hotel, but do we go near 'dhe book binders? I haff a lease to stay. Vilhelm helps me. And a motorbike."
Janice -
"Are there lots of sexy people here? We have tons of families in Reckenburg, but I hear
Harlan's got a surprisingly tiny vamp population."
Lucio-
"I hate when things are surprisingly tiny."
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