Evlynn
Well, I was expecting it..sort of. My parents are distant and weird and awkward. They don't talk much. Well, I don't talk much. In general. Well, ever. I mean, a seventeen-year-old eleventh grader..with bright yellow eyes and blue-black hair..who would want to talk to me. Honsetly, if anyone did, I'd run away. Literally.
Back to my point. So basically waking up to your parents saying, 'Good morning sweetheart, you're grandparents were vampires, and anda are too' isn't exactly a good morning. I'm not like a old 'I Vant to Svuck Your Bluhd' vampire. I'm a..modern vampire. I don't sparkle, atau burn, atau do anything radical is the sun. Actually, it just makes me sluggish and tired.
As for 'amazing abilities', I can read other people's thoughts. It's not that hard. Actually, all I have to do is burn a hole through their head and see their brain.
Calm down, I'm joking.
I just focus on membaca their thoughts and voila, I am a mind-reader. The only problem is that it's incredibly tiring; I can only do it for about a menit before I feel dizzy and tired.
As for the whole blood-drinking thing..I've never done that. I like my daging panggang, steak raw though. I suppose when I'm older, I could drink it. Possibly. Except, I'd be a 'vegan' vampire..I'd only drink blood from animals. I guess that's what my parents have been doing.
Another ability of mine is that I can run. And climb. My agility is better than any mortal's. My senses are heightened when I run, when I climb..I could kill someone if I wanted to. That is, IF I wanted to.
I guess I should describe myself.
Hi, I'm Evlynn. I'm 5'11"; I'm tall and lanky. But I'm not a stick. I'm insanely curvy. I'm thick even. But the weird thing is, I'm beautiful. Everyone thinks so. But I'm considered an outcast.
Highschool is confusing..
Back to me. My eyes are bright yellow. The have specks of green and emas that light up in the sun and make it look like a whole field of wheat growing. I cinta my eyes. My eyelashes are dark, thick and long; I cinta the way they curl up. I wear no make-up. I believe I don't need to.
My hair is a blue-black shade. It flows down to my mid-back and is as straight as a toothpick. I usually leave it. My hair is layered thickly; my bangs are razored and curved to the side, covering my left eye.
Alot of people consider me scene atau emo. I'm not. I wear skinny jeans and graphic tees. So? I'm not branded into one specific type of category of judging. Oh well. Welcome to Earth.
So. I suppose you'll want to hear how I became a ruthless killer..right?
Hi today i will tell anda haw to become a mermaid
Side effects:
-itchy legs
-drinking lots of water
-singing allot
Method:
Get into the mandi, shower take your shower.
near the end say this spell:
Mermaid magic come to me
I would like a tale not two feet beuaty be upon me ikan of all kinds let me see when im finished in the sea when im dry let my feet return to me SO MOTE IT BE
When anda say it make sure your wet
Then dry up
selanjutnya time anda touch water close your eyes imagine anda being a mermaid and count to ten out loud then anda should fall over and open your eyes
FIND THE MAGIC TALE
WARNING
THIS MAY NOT WORK FOR anda
I DID NOT MAKE IT UP MY SELF
I GOT IT FROM youtube
BUT IF IT WORKS TELL ME ILL TYPE IN lebih SPELLS
THIS IS MY FIRST ONE
STAY TUNED
Side effects:
-itchy legs
-drinking lots of water
-singing allot
Method:
Get into the mandi, shower take your shower.
near the end say this spell:
Mermaid magic come to me
I would like a tale not two feet beuaty be upon me ikan of all kinds let me see when im finished in the sea when im dry let my feet return to me SO MOTE IT BE
When anda say it make sure your wet
Then dry up
selanjutnya time anda touch water close your eyes imagine anda being a mermaid and count to ten out loud then anda should fall over and open your eyes
FIND THE MAGIC TALE
WARNING
THIS MAY NOT WORK FOR anda
I DID NOT MAKE IT UP MY SELF
I GOT IT FROM youtube
BUT IF IT WORKS TELL ME ILL TYPE IN lebih SPELLS
THIS IS MY FIRST ONE
STAY TUNED
When hate is in your heart
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until anda hear
The malaikat sing
Thy blessing
When anda hear heaven’s
Yell anda wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was anda who committed them
And anda wil burn for sin
anda are consumed oleh wretched flames
And through everyones aims
anda are never hit
Nor bit
oleh the api consuming you
Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light
anda are consumed oleh wretched flames
And through everyones aims
anda are never hit
Nor bit
oleh the api consuming you
We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
Don’t be afraid to tear yourself apart
Through your demonic fear
Until anda hear
The malaikat sing
Thy blessing
When anda hear heaven’s
Yell anda wonder if the seven
Of sins were committed
It was anda who committed them
And anda wil burn for sin
anda are consumed oleh wretched flames
And through everyones aims
anda are never hit
Nor bit
oleh the api consuming you
Screams from hell
Sound like ringing from a bell
Things of silence
Are really screams
People of benevolence
Have bright beams
Of hope and light
anda are consumed oleh wretched flames
And through everyones aims
anda are never hit
Nor bit
oleh the api consuming you
We are listening
We aren’t missing
We know what lies within
So raise your chin
Look at the world with your pessimistic gleam
And seem
All so picture perfect
How are the winners determined from the losers? Easy. Whoever gave in first.
And if no one gives in?
Giving in is often easier. But not the desirable choice.
Taylor tapped the glass coated floor. The tiny black droplet that bloomed on her forefinger fell with a soft plink on a segi tiga, segitiga of glass below.
Taylor cautiously lifted the shard to the light. There it was. A small stain, barely the size of a pinhead, darkening the glass.
That's all I am. Just a flaw on an otherwise clear surface.
Just a flaw. A mistake that was never meant to be.
"I'm leaving," Taylor muttered to herself, getting back to her feet. She strode towards the corner, vanishing just as soon as the shadow fell over to embrace her slight form.
She closed her eyes and felt the end of her plait, fumbling with it until wove free.
She knew where she was going, if only this once.
But when she got there? She hadn't thought that far.
And if no one gives in?
Giving in is often easier. But not the desirable choice.
Taylor tapped the glass coated floor. The tiny black droplet that bloomed on her forefinger fell with a soft plink on a segi tiga, segitiga of glass below.
Taylor cautiously lifted the shard to the light. There it was. A small stain, barely the size of a pinhead, darkening the glass.
That's all I am. Just a flaw on an otherwise clear surface.
Just a flaw. A mistake that was never meant to be.
"I'm leaving," Taylor muttered to herself, getting back to her feet. She strode towards the corner, vanishing just as soon as the shadow fell over to embrace her slight form.
She closed her eyes and felt the end of her plait, fumbling with it until wove free.
She knew where she was going, if only this once.
But when she got there? She hadn't thought that far.
Blood Bound plot. No it is not cute, it’s not simple; it’s pessimist and frightful. The story is suggestive of Rosemary’s Baby, which does not seem accidental.
It is 2019, and we’re still exploring age-old subjects like Wicca, human sacrifice and sects. Somehow, those subgenres stand the test of time. Horror stories built around pregnancy never get old either, for obvious reasons. As saturated as these themes may be, in horror cinema these days, Blood Bound manages to impress and surprise. It’s its own thing.
