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     Your name is Eridan Ampora and you are currently being bid at a price way too low for your standards. Only 100 boonbucks for the most rare blood color of the hemospectrum? Disgraceful that's what it fuckin' is. You looked around the auction with your blurry eyesight to see it is only filled with highbloods, sitting around in comfortable looking chairs while the merchandise has to tough it out and stand, like it ain't worth nothin'. Rude as hell these highbloods must be, you think to yourself.     You drone out the noise of the blue blood auctioneer as he lists off prices. You only begin to tune in when you realise th

Imagine for just a moment. Imagine what it would be, to be a Werewolf... Imagine yourself standing in a field. It's dark, wind is blowing lightly, and moonlight is spilling out over the grass. A silvery light that steals most color. Clouds hide the moon for now. In the distance, a howl. The howl is much larger and louder than a dog's, or even a wolf's. This howl sends a shiver down your spine. You stomach tingles with excitement, and fear. You'd like to believe that you're not afraid. Deep down you are. You're frightened at this horrible sound.You quickly try and force it out of your mind. You try to think of something else. Anything else