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Age	18
Relationship status	Married
Gender	F
Occupation	FREE LANCER , A VAMPIRE,A FETISH DANCER,FETISH MOD
Location	LONDON aka: ENGLAND
Last login	44 days ago
Account Status	Premium Account
Affiliation
IM3 studio
Music
E Nomine, Blutengel, Midnight Syndicate, Severe Illusion, Vanessa Mae,disturbed,theatre of tragedy,otep,in this moment,killing joke,dimmu borgir,cradle of filth,celtic frost,my dying bride,lucina coil,within temptation,satyricon,machine head,opeth,death stars,theatre des vampiers,nightwish,murderdolls,kittle,orna annan,elysium,death becomes you,neither,deadsy,cult of the psychic fetus,to/die/for,alight,where angels fall,elis,AND ALOT MORE
Books
kerrang magazines,hammer magazines,anne rice books....................and more
TV Shows
REDEMPTION TV, KERRANG TV, SCUZZ
Movies
INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE, QUEEN OF THE DAMNED, AND THE CROW
Hobbies
freehand drawing,prop making,film making.....oh and my job lol i am a fetish dancer imao imfao
Self Description
Fisrt of all before i tell you of and about myself i shall say this,i love my dearist immortal vampire father/daddy lestat de lioncourt with all black little heart with all my immortal vampire heart despite all that he may have done or has done so now that i have said that and got that all out i shall tell you of and about myself I, Libby de Lioncourt, the seventh daughter of a lestat, youngest of three that lived to womanhood, was born around 1767. I lived in pre-revolutionary France, in Auvergne. In the winter of 1788 I was brought to an island by a man, if a man is what you call him. I was chosen by marius to become his heir. I impressed my maker for my, thirst, for things. We out in the world and he taught me the way of things and taught me many lessons that I did not understand at 1st... You See, I've has always had the tendency to break rules. After being given the Dark Gift, I chose to flaunt myself in places of light rather than live in the sticking crypts of les Innocents. I'm also known for acting on impulse and not thinking decisions through, ha, what do they know. Around the 19 hundreds I got bored with the life as a vampire, it became unbearable, and Immortality seems like a good idea, until you realize you're going to spend it alone. So I went to sleep, hope the sounds of the passing eras would phase out and a sort of death might happen. But as I laid there the world didn't sound like the same place I left, but something more...something better. So I decided it was worthwhile to rise again as new gods were born and worshipped. I would become one of them... This profile was edited with ***Hello mortals and immortals**** I am Libby, The Vampire Child as you know..... It was New Orleans during the plagues, 1794, when I received the Dark Gift. I was only five years old when my Beloved Louis gave me his immortal kiss....but it was Lestat de Loincourt, who turned me. Lestat and I are so alike....maybe that is why we grew apart.....I don't know.........they say I look like a doll....but don't be fooled.....my body may look as a child and look innocent.....but my eyes alone show my true age and innocent....hahaha....I am a Killer and I enjoy it...do you call that innocent......but how I still long...to change.....to grow up.........but I know that I am a woman bound to stay in a little girlâ€™s body....Forever.......that is how most of us go insane.....always wanting to change...but can't...........ok....what else can I say to you that you haven't read in the books by my lovely companions and other Immortals @>---}-------- MY DEARIST LOUIS'S STORY, I was a 25 year old man when I became a vampire. The year was 1791. My family and I were living in Louisiana then, when I was ower of two indigo plantations very near New Orleans. After my younger brother's death, I fell into deep guilt and grief. Soon after I met a man named Lestat, who claimed to be a vampire and offered me the choice "he never had". Immortality. At the time it seemed I knew the meaning of possiblity. My past scattered like cinders in a fire as he talked to me about what I might become. Though, what he described and what I experienced were very different. As a vampire I had to kill to survive. My only wish was for my own self destruction, not harm other beings and rob them of their precious gift of life. I could not bring myself to do this. As time went on I felt myself resenting Lestat, regretting my descion. I knew despair once more as my new "life" spiraled out of my control. Then, on that now fateful night, in 1794 I found my purpose renewed, in a young mortal child named Claudia. So young, so soft. How plump her skin was, her huge luminesent blue eyes, her golden hair.... As our new vampire daughter she meant everything to me. A year later we were living in a town house on the Rue Royale, we were one big happy family. We lived in peace for 75 years. Then, one night, our life as we knew it was shattered. Claudia, tired of Lestat and all his arrogance, rose up against him and murdered him. As she put it: "So we could be free". There was a certain sadness in losing Lestat, as he was all I had ever known. Though, that would not be the last of him. Claudia then booked us passage to Europe. From England to Greece, the Carpathians to Germany we could not find any trace of other intelligent vampires, "our kind" she called them. To Paris she said, and I agreed. There, to our surpise, we were found by other vampires. One so in particular named Armand, a youth in mortal years when made, he in fact was their leader and oldest out of them all at 400 years of age. In Armand I saw the friend and mentor that Lestat could never have been to me. But, once more, my happiness was not meant to be. Armand's "coven" of thespian thugs took my Claudia, and with the light of the sun, extinguished her life and reduced her to ash. My passion for life once more snuffed out, like a candle. Leaving me only Armand, even then life wasnt the same and he too wandered out of my life. In 1985 I found Lestat once more, and better off than last I saw him. This time he was a "rock star", in a band that was on top of the world. Alas happiness was not to be once more, as the mother of all vampires, queen Akasha was awoken by Lestat's music. Her reign of terror with Lestat as her prince began. Out to kill all males, it seemed as if nothing could stop her. As things looked their bleakest, as long lost twin emerged to "save the day", as one would say. A few years and an incredible adventure later Lestat made David, a one time seventy-six year old British mortal, now put in a young man's body ( courtesy of a newly deceased body theif ) David came to live with Lestat and I in our old Rue Royale town house. Then, around the year 2000, I knew happiness once more, in a young woman who was once a protege and dear friend of David's. A witch named Merrick Mayfair. At first glance I felt at peace. I felt happy and content. She made me forget my pain. She almost made me forget Claudia....... For the first time in a long time I felt...love. I was in love with Merrick Then, I did a most terrible thing. I made her one of us. A horrible foolish mistake. The guilt and shame was too immense, so, I tried to take my own life. Sadly, I was too far along the Devil's Road to succumb to deaths embrace, and was brought back to "life" by Lestat. Now, here I am, a much more stronger version of my old self. Enhanced with the blood of the oldest of our kind given to Lestat, including that of Akasha's. For over two hundred years I had been the "most human" of our kind. So weak, so fragile. And now...here I am, as strong as any other. These past years have dazzled me, as I got used to my newfound strength. Sometimes I still surprise myself at what I can do. This journey of mine down the Devil's Road is still far from over. As long as the Earth remains, so shall I. AND HERE IS ANOTHER STORY OF MY FATHER,je suis un vampire. mon nom est lestat de lioncourt. je 'ai Ã©tÃ© soutenu Ã l'obscuritÃ© comme j'aime la mettre, en 1780 en France par Magnus. que le premier dÃ©butant du mien Ã©tait Nicolas de Lenfent, mon meilleur ami. Il ne pourrait pas le manipuler et il s'est tuÃ©. Iâ€™m six feet tall, which was fairly impressive in the 1780s when I was a young mortal man. Itâ€™s not bad now. I have thick blond hair, not quite shoulder length, and rather curly, which appears white under fluorescent light. My eyes are gray, but they absorb the colors blue or violet easily from surfaces around them. And I have a fairly short narrow nose, and a mouth that is well shaped but just a little too big for my face. It always looks sensual. But emotions and attitudes are always reflected in my entire expression. I have a continuously animated face. My vampire nature reveals itself in extremely white and highly reflective skin that as to be powdered down for cameras of any kind. And if Iâ€™m starved for blood I look like a perfect horror --- skin shrunken, veins like ropes over the contours of my bones. But I donâ€™t let that happen now. And the only consistent indication that I am not human is my fingernails. Itâ€™s the same with all vampires. Our fingernails look like glass. j'ai beaucoup de noms d'emprunt qu'ils sont : Lestat de Valois, Sebastian Melmoth, Sheridan Blackwood, et beaucoup d'autres, mais ce n'est pas vraiment qu'important ce qui est plus important est ce : ce qui Ã©tait il Ã moi quand je 'ai Ã©tÃ© soutenu aux obscuritÃ©s. Je devrais l'appeler le moment foncÃ©, mais il Ã©tait encore aigu et plein de la lumiÃ¨re mystÃ©rieuse. Le moment foncÃ© est la sensation de la crainte qui peut accompagner les WC du suppor qui se produit quand on doute de l'existence des valeurs absolues ; c'est l'identification rigide du chaos non amorti ensuite qui moment, le monde entier semblÃ© diffÃ©rent. i have had many adventures, and no matter how old i get, no matter how white my skin becomes, hardening with time, i learn more and more about the world, my loved ones, and myself each and every year. PS: I apologize for how long that was, and that some of it was in French. just thought id give you a hard time ;)Marius de Romanus is your perfect companion. As an ancient, Marius has seen the centuries go by. He likes art and beauty and originates from ancient Rome. He's intelligent and respectful and often very affectionate. THIS IS MY DEARIST COMPANION ARMAND'S STORY, I am the Vampire Armand. I am one of the oldest vampires, but I am not an Ancient like the movie adaption of the Vampire Lestat's book The Queen of the Damned. I have told my life story to David, but I will briefly go over my life's story so you do not have to go out and buy the book The Vampire Armand. My original name is Andrei. I come from the coldest and poorest regions of Russia. In my boyhood my parents found out that I had a gift for painting ikons. My father, the proud hunter Issac, after a few years had managed to get talked into taking me to the monks. They said that it was not I painting the ikons, but God. One day, my whole life changed. My father, aganst the wishes of the monks, took me to the fields. The prince wanted my ikons for his brother. We were to take them to him. The monks said that Prince Michael had been killed in the battle that the Turks had caused. Isaac, my father, the proud hunter, ignored them all. The monks said it was sucide to go into the fields. We went anyway. The Turks attacked us. After a brief battle, I was carried away to be sold in either slavery or brothel. When I awoke on the ship, I couldn't remember who I was, or where I had come from. Days, weeks, months even, I do not know, passed and the day I met my met my Master, I was in a brothel. He took me home, took care of me. Soon I was accepted by the boys. They told me things, they taught me. Venice was a wonder world for me. I had known nothing like it before. I was probably seventeen when Marius, my Master, turned me into a creature like him. I was on my deathbed. I loved my Master and begged him to save me, to make me one like him. He complied. I wanted to wallow in my powers, but he refused to let me. I had to study. I studied many things. I don't feel like going into details here. A few years after becoming a vampire, I asked him to take me my old home. He did. On the journey there, we spent our days sleeping next to the dead in dusty graves. Until I went there, I had thought my father was dead. I found that he wasn't, but close to it. He had become a drunk. Again, I do not feel like going into details. One night, we were with the beautiful courtisan Bianca at the Master's house. It was then when my life changed, yet again. I was ripped from my pedistal. Santino showed me a life where we were devoid of beauty. I soon showed them I could lead. After a few years, I was sent to a coven in Paris. That is where I met Lestat. Ah, yes, Lestat. He showed us all that our beliefs were foolish. He ripped the so called 'wool' from our eyes. He bought us a theater, the same theater were he had been a succesful actor in his mortal years. We soon had the illusion that we were humans pretending to be vampires. A few years later, Louis and his 'child' Claudia fled to Paris from Lestat, and Claudia's attempted murders of him. Dear, sweet Louis. He was innocent. He still had some mortality in him. I loved him for that last bit of mortality. He had had a fledgling, Madeline. The night that Louis, Claudia, and Madeline were brought in, Claudia had one wish for me. She wanted the body of a woman. So me, in my clumsy alchemy, attempted to give her that final wish. I went wrong somewhere. I killed Claudia without meaning too. I have never told Louis that it had been me that killed her, his dear sweet Claudia. Louis and I wandered the world for the next few years, but time withered our gentle intimancy.We finally came to our parting ways in New Orleans. Years later, in New York, Lestat came back from one of his adventures. This time, he had a treasure beyond anyone's imagining, Veronica's Veil. I saw the face of Christ Himself in the workings of the Veil. I went out into the sun. I wanted to die. It didn't work. I met the two that saved me. My dear sweet Sybelle, who loved the Appasonta and little Benji, my little Arabian angel. He called me Dybuk. They soon saved me from my hell. After a few months, I went to New Orleans. I found Lestat in what seemed to be a sleep. I drank from him and saw Christ with His cross on his back. Later that same night, I told my life story to David, the strongest of Lestat's fledlings. The next night I found Marius's house, which he shared with the beautiful Vampie Pandora. To my utter dismay, I found that my sweet Sybelle and little Benji had been transformed into a creature of the night. We were all relaxing when the Vampie Lestat came through the door. He wanted Sybelle to play Appasonta. MY DEARIST COMPANION MARIUS'S STORY,He was a citizen of the Roman Gallic city of Massilia during the time of the Roman Empire. At the age of forty, Druids abducted him when he was working on a history of the world. The Druid's god, the God of the Grove who is a burned and crippled vampire chooses Marius to replace him. Mael, the Druid Priest educates and prepare Marius to become the perfect god for the Druids. At the night of the great Feast of Samhain, the Druids took Marius to the giant oak tree where they had imprisoned their god. Inside it, the vampire god makes him into a vampire and urged him to go to Egypt to find out why vampires around the world had been burned or destroyed. Marius broke free from the Druids and went to seek the answer in Egypt. In Alexandra, Marius encountered the Elder, a vampire who told him about Those Who Must Be Kept. The Elder, tired of taking care of them put them out in the sun to be burned, before retrieving them again. That same night Akasha asked Marius to take them out of Egypt before the Elder destroyed them. Marius took them as requested, and settled on an island fortress in the Aegean, where he built a shrine for them. In the 15th century, Marius bought Armand from a brothel and apprenticed him in Venice. To Marius, Armand was a wounded boy whose blend of sadness and simplicity was too great to resist. He fell madly in love with him and they understood each other. Marius did a painting on Armand called The Temptation of Amadeo, however, their happiness was short-lived when Santino's coven put a torch to Marius and captured Armand. MY DEARIST SISTER CLAUDIA'S STORY,My dearest sister Claudiaâ€™s story. I donâ€™t have a last name, never really did. I suppose you can say it's Pointe Du Lac after my father, my love, Louis. Though after my death who knows what I am or who I am anymore? I never knew when I was still alive. Though even then I was not alive. My stories complicated, and not a pleasant one either. I lived my life as a vampire, an immortal child. I donâ€™t really remember much of when I was mortal. Though I do know that when my mother died from the black plague, Louis had found me there next to her rotting corpse. He fed on me, thought I was dead. Until Lestat saw him with me, he knew I was still alive. He knew that if he created me into what he was than Louis would stay with him. I was to become their daughter, Lestat's pupil, their little doll. And a little doll I became. I grew up, I became old, and yet I was trapped in the body of a child. Though I am far from being so young. MY DEARIST COMPANION LOUIS'S FINAL STORY,The year was 1791, the year that I lived and the year that I died. I was born that year into a new existence. But first to let you know who I was before I became a vampire. I was a creole planter and had a plantation house on the outside of New Orleans. I lived there with my mother,sister and brother, and my beautiful wife Angelique. I was a healthy planter who dedicated most of my time to the life around the plantation. Till the night Angelique fell. I came home from checking the fields when I spotted her laying at the end of the stairs dead. A glass of water lay beside her shattered. She carried our unborn child inside her. I was devastated and then to top it off with my brother Paul killed himself as well claiming on some kind of religious exploit of saints. That was when I caught the attention of a vampire by the name of Lestat. He came to me saying he was an angel to deliver me from the pain. I believed him and he took me made me beg for the dark gift. I remember my last sunrise although I can't seem to recall any before that. He came to me and took me that night as I leaned over Angelique's grave. Years passed and I realized what kind of fiend I had become. One night happening upon the part of town where the plague had hit the worse I found a little girl crying over the dead body of her mother. I knew the little girl had already contracted the deadly plague disease. I took her before I could think clearly. I took her childhood and innocence. Lestat finished what I could not. He took her and gave a child the dark gift. Her name was Claudia and I became her father and her mentor. Lestat and Claudia and I were a part of a family though one most dysfuntional or so I thought. Claudia eventually began to ask questions and I had no answers to give her till one night she demanded the truth. So I told her and she became enraged. That eventually led to her betrayal of Lestat. She stabbed him over and over several times leaving him to die on the parlor floor. We took the body and carried it to the Bayou of Louisiana hoping the vermin that lived in the swamps would finish him off. It did not work. Eventually he returned and made his presense known to us. It was the night Claudia and I battled him and burned him. We fled New Orleans on the first ship out of the harbor. A part of me hoped for his death while another part knew that every thing we had done was wrong. We eventually landed in Paris where we encountered the Theater of the Vampires. Armand was the leader of this little group. His coven buried me behind a wall and put Claudia in a sun pit. My heart died twice that night. Years later I met Clarisse and now she is my child. I left her to fend for herself and for that I regret every night. I spent time alone and then one snowy night in Decemeber two days before Christmas Eve a woman walked into my home. Thea was the vampire's name. We talked and it was love at first sight. She is my other half that makes me whole. What would you do for love? That is the question. I gave up my own entire world for hers without regret.The only did I and she turned and went back to her old husband which is my maker.If she were to give me her heart again I would take her back... MY FATHER LESTAT'S OTHER STORY, I am The Vampire Lestat. I'm immortal. More or less. The light of the sun, an intense fire -- these things might destroy me, but then again, they might not. I'm six feet tall, which was fairly impressive in the 1780s when I was a young mortal man. It's not bad now. I have thick blond hair, not quite shoulder length, and rather curly, which appears white under fluorescent light. My eyes are gray, but they absorb the colours blue or violet easily from surfaces around them. And I have a fairly short narrow nose, and a mouth that is well-shaped, but just a little too big for my face. My vampire nature reveals itself in extremely white and highly reflective skin that has to be powdered down for cameras of any kind. And if I'm starved for blood, I look like a perfect horror -- skin shrunken, veins like ropes over the contours of my bones. But I don't let that happen now. And the only consistent indication that I am not human is my fingernails. It's the same with all vampires. Our fingernails look like glass. I am around 205 years old...I was made in the early 1780's. This Myspace doesnt seem to have the capacity to believe that I may be older than 99 years of age but no matter, I dont need anyones judgement. I have had the Queen of all vampires as my Lover, I am the Brat prince of Vampires and have been called the James Bond of my Kind. I have had my music blared on MTV nonstop night and day in the 1980's and held the biggest concert SanFrancisco has ever seen. I have held the world inthralled with the Mystery of my kind and now I have you. I am the Vampire Lestat... some mortals would say that i do not be of knowing about my vampire history but i do know all of my vampire history i was taught well so mortals can say what they wish because I BE OF KNOWING if you think that i do not then you be wrong but what do they be of knowing.....they be of knowing nothing.....they be of thinking that they know everything that we do not be of knowing.....BUT THEY DO NOT for those mortals who do not be of understanding who and what we be and to everything of us or about us please just leave us be MY DEARIST FATHER'S FINAL STORY,asume I do not need to introduce myself, but for those of you who have not yet heard of me, I am the vampire Lestat. Now then where shall I start my story? I suppose I shall start when I was still mortal. I was the seventh son of Marquis and Gabrielle De Lioncourt, born in Auvergne France on November 7th,1760, in a castle which belonged to my ancestors Despite my apparent highborn background I grew up in relative poverty, my ancestors squandered the family riches, and I being the youngest in the family, stood to inherit nothing. Perhaps the most pivotal moment in my life was when I was nearly killed by a pack of wolves I was hunting in mountains surrounding Auvergne. I returned home a different person, determined to follow my own path.After leaving my family, I then became an actor in Paris doing a getup as a charecter named Lelio. During a performance, I attracted the attention of an ancient vampire named Magnus, who abducted and held me prisoner. Finding me "a worthy heir," Magnus made me into a vampire. However, Magnus, weary of life, committed suicide soon after by throwing himself on a huge bonfire, leaving me to fend for myself without any kind of guidance. I found myself heir to nearly inexhaustible wealth, and began an adventure that led me all around the world. Throughout my long life, I started being plagued by common philosophical questions, such as "Are my actions good or bad? "Is there a God?", "Am I in His Plan?", "What happens after death?", "What makes a person happy?" I found myself sooner or later more in love with humanity then ever before, even though my relationship with mankind was savage. I saw life as "the Savage Garden", filled with beauty and death. In the space of only a few centuries, I became one of the most powerful of all vampires, surpassed only by the most ancient ones who age in the millennia. This was in part because the blood I had received from Magnus, one such ancient, was incredibly powerful, and because of the relationship i had with the vampire queen Akasha. Because of my boldness, My seniors referred to me affectionately as 'the Brat Prince', a title of which I am very fond and proud of. I have also been very vain and concerned with fashion, . Sexually ambiguous, I was attracted to whomever most interested me at the time, regardless of their sex. Most of my early experiences were with male companions. mostly because women in previous centuries simply weren't that interesting. One such male companion of mine was Louis de Pointe du Lac, a young French aristocrat I turned into a vampire in the 18th century and with whom I would live, travel and kill for centuries to come. Though I initially wanted only to corrupt Louis for his own amusement, I gradually came to regard my friend as a kind of soulmate, albeit one who often resisted my "teachings" on killing and living life as a vampire. Louis and I then "adopted" a young orphan named Claudia in 1795, when I turned her into a vampire over Louis' objections. While I spoiled her and tried to teach her how to become a vampire, it was Louis she truly loved, something I resented greatly. In 1860, after 65 years of living together, Claudia rebelled and tried to kill me by burning down the Spanish Quarter house we lived in, horribly disfiguring me. I survived, barely, and later followed Loius and Claudia to Paris, France, where I testified to the leader of the Paris coven(Armand) of Claudia's treachery, resulting in her execution by the members of the coven.In the early 1970s, Louis once again discovered me, who was once again living in New Orleans. Louis turned his back on me in pity and disgust. I went underground after that, feeling depressed and nothing to live for, I was underground for awhile until one day in the 1980's I was awoken by a beautiful sound, the sound of heavy metal music coming from my old house, there I met my band that was soon to be called Satans night out and became A rock god. My Louis come back to me , while he stayed by my side as I played my first and last concert in Death Valley, of course me becoming known and famous to the world upset all the others of my kind out there and they all wanted me dead, and as I expected and wanted they came for me after my concert was over, fourtnetly Louis and I were saved by my mother Gabrielle who unexpectedly showed up, chased by a mad mob of vampires slowly one by one they started to burn up in flames, I thought I was so powerful now that I was burning them myself with my mind, but I soon came to realize that I was wrong, and my music had awoken the mother vampire of us all, Akasha, I became Akasha's king and she gave me new and ever more powerful powers that I could never imagine, after awhile I came to my senses and figured that I did not want to be with her and I did not like her idea of her living so I went back to all my other fellow vampires and Mekere killed her. After that whole experience I did not know what I wanted anymore so I went in search to find the meaning of life and death and the meaning of the world and vampires and the search for god, when I was soon then acompined by Memnoch the devil who showed me heaven and hell and the meaning of eveything and wanted me to stay with him but I reclined,As I did it seemed he would not let me leave, I managed to escape, though I lost an eye in doing so. I returned with Veronica's veil, which criest himself gave to me,shortly after I got back, it fell into the hands of Dora, and she showed it to the world. Dazed by everything that had happened I was silent, and remained silent and motionless for awhile, until I regained my strength and brought myself back together, I set out for more adventure, when I met Quinn of Blackwood farm, with him I also met Merrick whom Louis fell in love with, and my beloved Ohpelia Immortal aka Mona Mayfair and Rowen Mayfair. But I don't think I will get into all of that right now. It is a whole different story and a new beggining of my life, and really, how much space do I have to type on here?? Not nearly enough. So now I leave you by saying, if you want to know all about me in more depth then I suggest you go and read the books that I have wrote and are in im a bi-sexual vamp/goth,i love going to gigs,i love to hang out with my friends,all my friends tell me that i look like amy lee but i totally disagree!,i have shoulder lenght black hair,i have brown eyes,and my hair is natrually curly,oh and one more thing i'm into all sorts of sexy kinky stuff like fetish,bondige,and all sorts of naughty stuff like that hehe lol imao you are about to enter my profileâ€¦â€¦It presents entertainment and more pertaining to the vampire genre relating to the aspects of fiction, roleplay, folklore, history and real life. It is the ever-expanding 70+ page culmination of a lifetime of research and experience combined with the diverse, entertaining and thought-provoking input of others. Since 1996, my profile has served as an on-line haven to help and unite like-minded souls of the vampire/vampyre/gothic/pagan/alternative/etc communities, as well as to educate and entertain every visitor in general. Many travelers on this vast "info superhighway" have passed through these virtual halls in an effort to find help, consolation, knowledge, conversation, amusement and a host of other things, within an open-minded, diverse and tolerant environment which welcomes all, ostracizes none, and promotes an appreciation for that balance of light and darkness known otherwise as life. It is therefore my request that, upon entering my profile, you yourself also maintain an open and tolerant mind and attitude, even if you have your own opinions and don't necessarily agree with what's being said. Finally, this site contains no hateful, vulgar, or pornographic material and never will link to or support any sites which do. However, due to some controversial subject matter, my profile is intended for a mature and objective audience. Therefore, use my profile at your own discretion. In the end, my profile is an effort to reflect the equally beautiful and terrifying vampire mystique, which may just as well mirror the dark/light duality of our own natures. But, whatever reasons bring you amongst the vampires...may you find what you are searching for here... Thanks for coming and enjoy your visit! To continue, please make a selection from the list to the left. Go ahead, I won't bite ...yet... The Vampire Creed I worship my ego and I woship my life, for I am thee only God that tis. I am proud that I am a predatory animal and I honor my animal instincts. I exalt my rational mind and hold no belief that tis in defiance of reason. I recognize the difference between thee worlds of truth and fantasy. I acknowledge thee fact that survival tis thee highest law. I acknowledge thee Power of Darkness tu be hidden natural laws through which I work my magic. I know that my beliefs in Ritual are fantasy but thee magic tis real, and I respect and acknowledge thee results of my magic. I realize there tis no heaven as there tis no hell, and I view death as thee destroyer of life. Therefore, I will make thee most of life here and now. I am a Vampyre. Bow down before me.... The Brat Prince (the only one allowed to call him Brat Prince is Louie) My father was the seventh son and one of the only three sons who survived to adulthood. At the age of twelve he wanted to pursue life in a monastery, his father forbids it and takes his books away.My father attempted to run away with a wandering theater group, but was taken back to Auvergne.My father's mother, Gabrielle, was hurt by his running away.My father loves Gabrielle, but resents her sometimes for not teaching him how to read and for her silence.My father goes out to destroy a pack of eight wolves one day and nearly dies trying. He manages to kill all eight however. As a result of his bravery, Nicolas, befriended him. Together they went to Paris and they found jobs in a theater there,My father found his fame as an actor. Magnus, a vampire, abducted My father one night and forces the Dark Gift on him. After teaching my father the most basic things he had to know, he made My father promise to scatter his ashes, after he killed himself in the fire.My father reluctantly agrees and Magnus destroys himself.My father was frightened after being left alone. He had no teacher to teach him and has to understand his new existence alone.My father's sense of Magnus had left him priceless treasures, and he uses them to buy the theater and gifts for Nicolas. He made Gabrielle into a vampire when she came to see him for the last time. In the middle of their exploration they encounter Armand's coven. Armand uses Nicolas to lure My father to them. Instead,My father shattered the coven, and made Nicolas into a vampire. However, instead of becoming closer,My father and Nicolas soon drifted apart. Armand then wants to join My father and Gabrielle and tells him his life's story.My father refused to let Armand join them and persuaded him to manage the Theatre des Vampires instead. Fascinated by Armand's story about Marius,My father searched for him. The search took ten years and My father morning over Gabrielle's depart and Nicolas's suicide, went into ground. Marius then arrives and brought him to an island, where he tells My father his story and about Those Who Must be Kept.My father awakens Akasha and drank from her blood, before Enkil separates them.My father then went to New Orleans to take care of his aging father. He met Louis there and made him into a vampire, later on making Claudia. They lived together for sixty-five years, before she finally rose against him. Broken and weak,My father went underground again in 1929. He awakens in the 20th century by rock music and becomes a rock singer himself.My father then publishes his own autobiography.My father's music awakens Akasha and she abducts him.My father gains a lot of power from Akasha's blood and she teaches him how to fly, move or burn things using his mind. Even though he loved her, he could not stand with her. In the end Mekare destroyed her. In The Tale of the Body thief, he switches body with Raglan James, to feel what it's like to be human again. He ended up hating it and had to track down James to regain his vampire body. With the help of David, he succeeded. Then My father made David into a vampire without his consent.My father's last adventure was with Memnoch. He visited hell and heaven. The experience left him shaken and puts him in extreme misery. In the end, he asked to be pass from fiction to legend.My father lives according to his own whim and in brash defiance of social order of rules and conduct. He never lives by rules and love breaking them. He enjoys taking risks and somehow always gains from them. As a vampire,My father wants to use his evil image to do good, so he only feeds from evil mortals. in interview with the vampire louis describes My father as a cold and cruel being who only shows his humanity as he screams in protest as louis is locked inside of a coffin by the coven at the theatre des vampires, but the truth is just that louis couldn't understand this exuberant anti-hero and adimittedly, a lot of the misunderstanding was My fatherâ€™s fault for not taking the care with a creature such as louis. this book unleashes the real Lestat, a man born to the stage who can't wait to break all rules set before him and exceed all expectations. the darkness cast by louis in the first book is replaced by the cartoony abandon with which My father approaches situations and the florid style in which he tells us about his young life. it's a wonderful literary technique employed by ms. rice so that she can put everything into context. who knows if she envisioned the vampire chronicles bursting forth from her first book, but it seems the basic premise of this one. we follow My father from his childhood in 18th century france to his frightening transformation soon after moving to paris, and all of his adventures afterwards. we see the beginning of the theatre des vampires, the darkness behind armand elucidated, and My father turning his mother into a vampire and travelling the world with her. like the first in the series, this book is lush with love in all sorts of deviant and ambivalent forms, and it also introduces the notion of vampire-on-vampire action as akasha and My father embrace in a mutual blood-sucking. we learn more about the past of vampires and meet ones that make armand's claim in the first novel of being the oldest appear as the hollow lies that everything he says ends up being. it's all very engaging and kept my rapt attention. it might not be high literature, but it's damn entertaining. again, we find anne rice doing a wonderful character study on her characters, almost every fight turning into a match of wits and words instead of fangs and claws and it's fascinating. she also tries her hand at mythology, making up a grand story about "those who must be kept", the two ancient vampire parents and how they became vampires. the most wonderful part is how she frames this story as being retold by an old vampire to My father, the old vampire having been told it by a liar! thus, she can modify the story or throw it away at any time, much how she's able to blame much of the inconsistencies of the last book on louis and how he chose to tell it to a human interviewer. this book is supposedly written by My father as a response to louis as well as his grand coming-out party as a rockstar. in fact, he only tells the story in order to throw all caution to the wind and bait all of the vampires (and humans) of the world to open their eyes and decide when they're going to come clean. My father wants to do everything and be everything -- he's the brat prince of the vampires. in all of his manic attitude, it's also very interesting to see his pain, to see him go underground and hibernate when he just can't go on. it's heartbreaking to hear his account of the events in the first novel, from claudia's failed murder attempt to armand's treachery as he goes to the theatre to beg for help. then we see him go underground again, and when he awakens he's in love with the modern world and takes it by storm. the book ends with his concert, louis and gabrielle coming to him and being with him in his triumph and saving his ass as the vampires try to kill him for the secrets he's flagrantly displayed. but his enemies spontaneously burst into flames and he makes it safely to his compound only to have someone else kiss him as he falls asleep.... NOW YOU HAVE TO READ THE QUEEN OF THE DAMNED!!!!!!
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