Original Prompt: https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/1vh7944/wp_you_were_bitten_by_a_vampire_and_thus_you/
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I never thought I'd end up this way: not only as a vampire, but also as a vampire superhero.
It all started one night at a drive-in theater. I was with my girlfriend Charlie, watching a re-release of 12 Angry Men, and I found myself compelled by the movie, which I initially found boring at first. My girlfriend was also compelled, but more so in me, as I found her eyeing my neck a lot. Of course, me being the gullible boyfriend I was, I let her kiss me, thinking I'd get a hickey.
Instead, I got a rather painful bite, followed by her sucking my blood and leaving me nearly dry. I thought I was dead until I found myself waking up in my girlfriend's lair. I was, of course, terrified of what happened, and when my girlfriend told me what happened...well, suffice to say, I was pissed off. We had a shouting match and got into a fight, which Charlie, having been a vampire for centuries beforehand, won easily, insisting that this is my new life now.
I was upset, obviously. I couldn't really go out into the sun, nor could I really befriend people without thinking of them as food, and animal blood tastes...well, like crap. I couldn't even watch the sun without burning. I wanted to just skulk in darkness with Charlie.
But I was stubborn. I didn't want her to win over me like that. So I had a new idea...
I used my powers for good!
It started off when I was alone one night, trying to find some crooks for me to fight. It didn't take long before I found one: a robbery. Nothing really extravagant, but a good testing ground. I eventually found some punk trying to rob a man, and I quickly pondered what to do. I didn't want to leave him, but I didn't want to reveal our kind to the world. So...
I just supersped and yanked the robber away to a dark corner, biting and draining just enough to leave him unconscious. I called out, "You're welcome!" to the victim before tossing his wallet back.
Another case comes and goes, and before long, I find myself enjoying this new life. Sure, some parts of this life still sucks (pun totally intended), but I manage to find a way to embrace my new life without actually feeling like an actual monster! Hell, I didn't even have to kill those crooks. Just enough, and they mostly don't even remember what happened!
Of course, Charlie is confused about why I'm doing this. In her words, "I'm a vampire. I should not be doing good for a bunch of livestock!"
My answer is: "Even if you see these PEOPLE as nothing more than livestock...it's still a shepherd's job to look after their flock and protect them from the predators that seek to harm them!"
The look of shock on Charlie's face was, in my eyes, a far better revenge than anything I could've come up with. Before long, she would actually go on to join me in crime-fighting from the shadows. And while she never would admit it, I can see her looking at the people we save as something other than food. And whenever we rest together, I hear her mumbling to herself in her sleep...It almost feels like she's questioning everything she's ever known about being a vampire now.
Like I said previously...the best revenge there is!
Now, I enjoy this new life as a vampire superhero, saving lives rather than taking them, unless the situation calls for it. But that's very rare. And now even Charlie's beginning to open up to other people. Slowly but surely. And it wasn't long before we actually began to bond once more.
Not the most usual happy ending, but it's one I'm willing to accept!
I freaking LOVE Five Nights at Freddy's, but Scott Cawthon (that's the dude on the left, for those who don't know), is not a great writer. His writing in the games has gotten better thanks to the new Secrets of the Mimic, but he still has a long way to go, and the less I say about the FNAF 2 movie (much as I unironically enjoy it), the better.
Say what you will about Viv, but at least she has structure, plans, and characterization since near the beginning.
I haven't gotten to this point yet in Tom King's run (laziness on my end, really), but I feel like the concept behind the Matriarch is interesting. But from what I've ready...she's not handled well. Again, I haven't gotten to it yet, but considering Tom's run...I think I might have an idea on why she's controversial.
What I want to know, because I am thinking of having her as a villain in a future fanfiction...how would you do the Matriarch as a WW villain?
Saw this on Twitter. No idea what it means or what it’s for. Some new short film? Some sort of marketing? Interesting that the character is Owen’s cousin considering they tried to distance themselves from the World trilogy with Rebirth. Are they backtracking now? We’ll see what comes of this.
Anyone have any thoughts?
For me, my story is largely based on this comic called Y: The Last Man, where we focus on the last guy on Earth as he struggles to try and help what's left of humanity while also dealing with those who want him, irrespective of whether he wants it or not. But instead of a virus that kills all male mammals on Earth, the reason for the male extinction is due to what may be believed to be the Rapture, which, funnily enough, in this world, was predicted but largely ignored, just like any other Rapture predictions. Another part of the inspiration for this idea is other anime/manga stories based on this, like World's End Harem, but I wanted to focus less on the romance and more on the drama and potential existential crisis the last dude would face.
What about you guys? What are your slow-burn apocalypse ideas?
I'm writing a story where the world's population was cut in half because of an event called the Masculine Rapture. I wanted to make it different from the other anime tropes of him being surrounded by women, and I want a more realistic (or as realistic as possible) scenario where he'd end up under the custody of the United Nations.
Now, at this point, with him being the last male on Earth, the UN and other governments would want to keep him safe. But the main question I want to ask is: would he still be given at least some legal and ethical protections and rights while they study why he survives and whether his DNA could be the key to humanity's survival, rather than just locking him up and getting him ready for repopulation like some of the other stories based on this, like World's End Harem?
Original Prompt here!
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Louise blinks in surprise as her best friend, Esme, smiles at her. She literally just admits that she knew Louise was a vampire for months...and she's only now saying it?!
"W-What? You know?" asks Louise.
"Yup! I found out when I caught you drinking dry that perv who groped me back at the bar." Esme explains.
"W-Wait, really? The week after we started hanging out? Why didn't you say anything?" asks Louise. Esme shrugs, a smile on her face as they enter an empty park.
"Firstly, I'm not sure if there's a society that takes the secrecy shit seriously like in that one vampire game. I forgot what it's called, um..." she says, snapping her fingers.
"Vampire The Masquerade?" Louise reminds her.
"Yeah, that's the one. And I didn't want to risk dying until I feel safe enough. And secondly, that was after I told you about my history with creeps back during my high school years. You can say you were hungry all you want, but the fact you went after him especially...well, that kind of tells me something about you."
"I-I happen to hate pervs as well, you know. It's not just humans that do disgusting things...it's just that with them, I can actually do something about it without getting in deep shit."
"Ah, I see. Anyway, that leads to my third point...we've been together for six months. By now, you would've killed me."
Louise rolls her eyes.
"W-Well, for all you know, I'm taking my time, amusing myself to savor the final moment." she says.
"For six months?"
Louise opens her mouth to retort...but nothing comes out. Esme grins.
"You're not really the best when it comes to justifying yourself." Esme teases. Louis sighs.
"Ugh. Fair enough...for what it's worth, though...I did want to drain you dry of your blood." she remarks. Esme raises a brow, smiling as if what she said didn't scare her.
"Really? When were you going to?"
"...A few days after we met. I, uh...I really wanted to get to know my victims. Having to just sneak up on and/or manipulate them can only get so exciting after the 350th feeding." she begins. Esme hums as they approach a bench and sit down.
"I, uh...I saw you living a rather difficult life thanks to your mortgages and stuff, so I figured I'd stop by and...well, hang out." Louise says. Esme giggles.
"Just hang out. Yet you provided me with a job opportunity that's helping me pay it off easily a couple days after." Esme says, making Louise blush.
"I wanted to keep the game going! And why are you so chill about it? You knew I was a vampire and yet you never tried to run away or sneak off! I swear, you have the self-preservation instinct of a fucking kumquat." Louise groans.
"So basically a baby?" remarks Esme.
"Yes. Ack-Damn it! This is what I'm talking about! How are you so calm about this?!" snaps Louise! Esme looks at her and then shrugs.
"Well, I'll admit: I was a bit scared when I found out. And like I said, I didn't say anything because I didn't know if there's some masquerade or something you guys run on. So I said nothing and hoped for the best. Then as time passed," Esme smiles, looking at Louise and nudging her playfully. "I realized you're a good person. At least to me."
"No I'm not. I kill people." Louise remarks.
"Criminals. Rapists. Pedophiles. Murderers. Racists. Yeah, I notice that there are missing person reports and dead bodies being found with heads missing, and they usually happen whenever you leave. Honestly, in THIS part of the city, we could use more people like you: keeping our streets clean of trash." Esme finishes, smiling. Louise looks at her and sighs, covering her face.
"Damn it...humans are so complicated." she remarks. Esme smiles.
"As if vampires are any better. You had EVERY opportunity to kill me, yet you didn't. ALL SIX MONTHS." she laughs. Then, she takes her hand and squeezes it.
"I know you like to think of yourself as a scary, intimidating beast, but...let's be real: you're a softie. You've killed, yes. But never the innocent. You're a lot of fun to be around, and while I was scared before, having known you since you killed that groper...honestly, I feel MUCH safer around you than anyone else."
With this, Esme rests her head on Louise's shoulder. The vampire gasps as she looks at her. Then, she sighs, hand shivering a bit as she leans into her friend's affectionate gesture. She rests her head on top of Esme's head and smiles, closing her eyes a bit. The two of them remain silent for a long while, listening to the park's nightlife sounds.
"...I love you too." Louise remarks. Esme smiles.
"I knew you're a softie." She teases. Louise gives a slightly playful hiss, fangs baring, but not in an intimidating way.
"Shut up. Don't ruin the moment." Louise remarks before the two continue sitting there, enjoying each other's embrace.
Well. I never thought I'd find myself here. Under the care of the United Nations as the last guy on the planet.
My name is Jacob Arrabane. And I'm the last male on Earth.
What happened, honestly, was a mystery. Some called it the Male Extinction. Others called it the Masculine Extinction. Whatever happened, all the males on this planet just...simply died off. They say it's due to a deadly prion or a virus, but nobody could tell if it's artificial or naturally occurring. If it was indeed natural, then that's a sign Earth or God or Mother Nature had enough of our shit. And honestly, I don't blame her: 2064, and we haven't done enough to care for ourselves or the planet.
Of course, everyone was devastated, and smaller nations and regions, especially poorer ones, practically collapsed due to losing over half their workforce. Even in places like the North American Union and the European Union, many poorer areas lack effective governance or a clear justification for their existence unless they're agricultural or similar. But the worst part...hearing the stories of women who lost their loved ones, their friends, many either going insane and roaming around the Abandoned Areas, or pushing themselves to...well, I don't feel comfortable saying it, but I'm sure you can get the picture.
Once things calmed down, it only took the UN a few weeks to find me. Part of it is thanks to advanced satellite imagery that accidentally detected one singular male biosignature out of the entire world.
And the other reason...I didn't really fight it. When they found me, I just...handed myself over. I was literally turning 18 the night before everything happened, and I...well, I had no one else. My mother was a UN representative working at the Security Council, and my dad and older brother...well, they're dead too. And I hated having to bury their bodies.
Of course, despite my fears, the UN did ensure I was well taken care of, and my mother was by my side the whole time, ensuring I was okay, treated well, and especially loved. After hours of debates, which my mother and I were involved in, I swore to them that I'd do everything I could to try and help out humanity. All my mother and I asked for in return was that I not get locked in some lab like a lab animal.
And to the UN's credit, most of them agreed and respected my choice, which is why I'm here in a complex facility in the Genevan countryside of Switzerland. I'm left in here with my mother, a team of doctors, and a psychologist to ensure I'm mentally stable.
And while things have been calm and peaceful...things have been too peaceful.
I have been allowed to move around the complex on my own. But outside of it...nope. Most of the time, I don't go out. And whenever I DO, not without supervision. Not even to visit the complex's manufactured garden or park; I can't do that alone either. Honestly...it stinks.
And having to meet the same people over and over again can be a bit numbing. My mom's an exception because, obviously. But she's usually at digital meetings, ensuring things go well for me and the world. And the doctors...well, they're very sweet and polite. But I never really had a chance to just talk to them.
I'm a social guy, so this is kind of frustrating. Being unable to go outside alone, meet other people...well, it can be rather exhausting.
The only reasons I haven't gone insane are my mother and the doctors' work on my DNA. Lately, I've been notified that my chromosomes have some unique properties not found in any men beforehand, recently, or hundreds of years in the past.
I still find myself at a loss for words. Is this me evolving? Am I, like, the first step in a new evolution of humans? And that's why I haven't died from the Male Extinction? Don't get me wrong, I'm happy that I've survived and my blood can help out humanity.
But at the same time...I wish I could see the rest of the world.
My mom has been spending more time with me lately, and she says she's sent multiple requests to ensure I would get some freedom to move outside the complex on my own more frequently. I still have to have some guards, of course. But...*sigh* Christ, my mom's literally my rock this whole time.
Especially since...well, there's another reason I want to go out more often.
I keep thinking about it: me being the last guy on Earth.
The memories of seeing my brother and father dead in their bedrooms, having died in their sleep when half of the world choked on their own puss.
Every night, all I could think of was...why? Why am I spared? What did I get this mutated DNA and not someone who, well, might handle this better than I can?! Why ME?!
I felt this way every night. Every. Single. Night. And it's driving me insane.
I just want things to go back to the way things were...to just me being a geek, and not having humanity's future on my shoulders.
*sigh* At least I have people that genuinely care about me...
Hey, everyone! Here is my new script! It's technically a sequel to my first script: the vampire mother/human child one, but I don't view it as a Part 2. It's more of a Part 1.5. Either way, I hope you do find it enjoyable. Any constructive feedback is appreciated!!
If anyone wants to fill this in, they can, and are also free to monetize from it. Just please be sure to give me credit in the description! You can make the child any gender you want, and some improv and ad-libbing is also welcome!!
Summary: A couple of years after learning about your vampire mother's past, you are now in a human elementary school. Things have been fine, but you haven't made any human friends because of how you grew up. Sadly, though, your unique situation has caught the attention of vampire society, and an enforcer was sent to keep an eye on you, posing as your school counselor. Will the counselor be merciful to you?
Script: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1t_-5lhI7AzN7TBu5gsAPtY8s81YPlLv5UyvZ7egEPAU/edit?tab=t.0
Scriptbin: https://scriptbin.works/u/TheFlowerWriter/tf4a-tf4a-a-vampire-enforcer-is-sent-to-check
Link to original prompt: https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/1ui8ma1/wp_vampires_are_real_but_became_exceptionally/?sort=best
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You know, in all my life, I never thought I would find myself dating a vampire. But here I am...and she's fricking awesome!!
You see, ever since vampires came out at the beginning of the 21st century, things have been calm, if a bit tense between our kind and theirs. I was 3 when it happened, and my parents were, suffice to say, divided: my dad was happy, while my mom was anxious. This, sadly, caused a rift in the relationship, and the two divorced.
This did have an effect on me, as I thought vampires were scary. But as I grew older, I met a few of them, and so far, most of them are chill. Hell, I actually met my girlfriend, whose name is Veroxica by the way, at the end of my high school years. I was 18 when I first met her, and it was when she was feeding a willing donor who wanted to feel the bite, as the feeling of bliss that comes from a bite is better than sex itself.
Of course, she noticed I was watching, and made a playful remark. I was a bit tense, as I was a bit afraid of vampires, no doubt thanks to my mother's teachings and ramblings. But despite that...she was actually really sweet. She respected my distance, and soon we got to talking. Before I knew it, I found myself enamoured with her.
We met a few times at first during college, since we go to the same school, but over time, we grew closer and closer, to the point where I felt confident enough to feel her bite.
Soon, we got to a private area, and I asked her to bite me, willing to pay her however many she wanted. Veroxica says she'll happily do it, but not for money this time. She enjoys my company, she said, and she feels like I've earned this just for being a good friend. Blushing, I accepted, happy I didn't have to spend money.
The bite came swiftly. I was hoping she'd wait for me to settle down, but nope! It was very painful at first...but the pain was soon gone, replaced by bliss I still can't fully describe to this very day. It felt like I was in Heaven for a few minutes.
And that, as they say...is history.
To this day, we're still together. A human-vampire relationship isn't unheard of, but some of the older people from both species look at us like a wolf befriending a sheep. But the younger generations did support us immensely. And my dad was all happy for it.
Of course, there are still a few hurdles: one, my age. Veroxica wants to turn me, as she's afraid of ending up alone again, which I have to think of my answer to.
Secondly...my mom. Once she found out what happened, she just cut off all contact. I was upset, of course. We don't agree on a lot of things, but we were still very close up until recently.
Were I anyone else, I would've accepted this and just ditched her. I...am not like those people. I want to know why, and hopefully reach an agreement with Mom, because I miss her. Veroxica is my rock the whole time, and I can't be any happier to have her by my side.
Now...we're driving to my mom's home. I did manage to find her Facebook account, and we actually got to chatting. She agreed to meet us to see Veroxica. That tells me that she still wants to be involved in my life somewhat.
I, uh...I do hope this meeting goes well. Veroxica tells me she IS prepared for the worst-case scenario, but I told her it wasn't necessary.
Wish me luck, everyone. I want this to work...
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Hope you guys enjoy this PI! Any criticism is welcome!
For a time, I thought a simple movie about being trapped in an office for literally five nights might not have the intrigue to captivate a wide audience. But a couple of things happened that made me reconsider:
First: Iron Lung. The movie, not the game. Iron Lung largely takes place in one sitting, yet Markiplier makes it so thrilling despite being in a rather limited setting.
Secondly: personal stories being able to work with the setting. Back when I used to play Character AI a lot (I had a LOT of free time back then, I know...), there was this roleplay bot that has you place a security guard in the FNAF 1 location, working there to provide for yourself and especially your little sister (in my case, she needs money for medicine as her sister's immune system is weak). A story like THAT can create stakes that the audience might find relatable.
While I'm fine with the films we have (mixed-to-low writing quality aside), do you guys think that a story that largely takes place solely in the office can still work?
