Ever since I was little, guesstimate being around six, I have been exposed to horror films and stories and my favorite horror icon(?) has always been the vampire. I'm not really sure why, but they always appealed to me.
This being the case, you could imagine I have seen a multitude of movies and read quite a few books and while I enjoy the traditional vampire just fine, I have come across a couple stories that put very unique twists on the tales.
The most recent was a movie that I saw, it was on a DVD that was a collection of several vampire movies and I believe it was called Dracula 2000. It has Gerard Butler in it as Dracula.
In this version, Dracula is Judas Iscariot(?) from the time of Jesus. He hung himself and became possessed or cursed by a demon after betraying Jesus. All of the things vampires hate are then related back to this. The cross because of Jesus's crucifixion, silver (in some stories) because of the silver payment for his betrayal and sunlight due to the time of day he hung himself. Very interesting.
Another super interesting twist comes from a book series I have read, the Argeneu(?) series. In these books, the vampires come from Atlantean origin. No shit, really.
The civilization of Atlantis in mythology is described as extremely advanced. This book series says that the Atlantean doctors created a microscopic nano bot that could be injected into human beings. These nanobots worked off of the person's blood and were made to repair any damage to the human being and then to flush out of your system. However, the human body is constantly being damaged by the sun, pollution, aging, etc. And therefore, the nanobots did not leave the body. Since this would cause the host's body to lose tremendous amounts of blood, the nanobots caused the humans to evolve into a predator that could acquire the blood they needed to sustain the human's life.
BAD ASS SHIT.(my favorite twist)
I don't want to talk to it. Talking to it means I have accepted it's existence. Besides, the baby loves him. For the first few weeks after the move, she said she "missed him and wanted to go home." Then suddenly she stopped and started talking in her room alone again. And stopping in the hall to listen and nod her head as if someone was giving her instructions. It isn't harming us. It's just scaring the pee out of me.
So, I'm walking along, after just satisfying my nicotine craving, and a little old lady's bags split and noone is helping her. So I go over, make sure she's ok, get her some more carrier bags, and then walk her to the bus stop and she turns around and says "you goth kids aren't all bad you know".
awww thats is a sweet thing for an old lady to say most people these days don't think about the old like on there news when elderly get robbed they some get so scerd they die or there so scerd they don't leave the house
That is true not all of us are bad. Just because we listen to the music we do or dress how we do etc does not change who we are on the inside. I proved that once when I was at dairy queen and a little kid only had just one bite of his ice cream and it fell on the ground so I ordered him another one and his mom was pleased to know I did that for him. I was wearing black nail polish and lipstick, Black leather boots with red flames on them, pants with chains and straps on them etc.
I seriously just don't even know what to do anymore.. I can't take anymore pain from this little thing called "Love" because every time I have ever grown to feelings for someone, they break my heart to pieces like it doesn't even phase them.. I don't get how people can be so cruel nowadays.. Oh well.. Time for some screamo to make me feel better.
Mood: numb Music: Not The American Average - Asking Alexandria
“I don't want to screw you. I just love you. When did who you want to screw become the whole game? Since when is the person you want to screw the only person you get to love? It's so stupid! I mean, Jesus, who even gives a fuck about sex?! People act like it's the most important thing humans do, but come on. How can our sentient fucking lives revolve around something slugs can do. I mean, who you want to screw and whether you screw them? Those are important questions, I guess. But they're not that important. You know what's important? Who would you die for? Who do you wake up at five forty-five in the morning for even though you don't even know why he needs you? Whose drunken nose would you pick?!”― John Green, Will Grayson;Will Grayson