HOW THE BLACK MIND THINKS cont.
Drunk vamps are peculiar and mainly fest o other vampires. They become intoxicated drinking blood. It is a poison that cannot be cured once the body has turned black.
They are able to keep consciousness but instead of beautiful pale skin. Drunk vampires are black with decay.
Some vamps are able to fight off the effects of consuming vampire blood. One would be the late Changany and his late son Aleigha Biblio.
The Bible family consumed more than eight billion gallons of blood plus more. It was recorded after Aleigha started the uprising. He ate around 410,000 people.
To the average human this would surely kill them but vampires are already dead and the question becomes can the dead die twice…
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Chauncey slurped and sucked on the bone. His eyes shimmered pink. They fluttered as his long nails reached to bring the body towards him. "It's getting better. I can keep my body."
Chauncey took the arm out of the socket of the dead vampire. His eyes were changing. Dareion did the same thing before him and he wasn't even a king.
He licked the blood off his fingers completely ignoring his turning stomach. His teeth bit into the flesh, ripping it away. Chauncey yelped in pain, holding his jaw. He felt the side of his cheek and rolled a hard object with his tongue. He plunked out his mouth and shrugged, "I'll get a gold tooth…"
His heart raced, he was sweating as if water was thrown on him. His vision waved as a pump in his stomach went up and down. "I have too… that's how you do it."
He heard a bang. "Chauncey baby guess what!" He rolled his eyes to the side and hunched over as vomit covered the attic. "Chauncey I'm pregnant! That means you'll leave O'Liga, right?" The attic door banged. "Chauncey come down stairs so I show you the pregnancy test!"
"No!" he roared. He blenched and felt a heat collecting in his right side. "Chauncey! I'm pregnant with your child!"
His blinked as he laid on his aching side. "Thank God I'm trying to die…"
The attic door banged again. "You think it's a boy or a girl?" It banged, her voice was so irritating. Darlene, Experience, or whatever fucking thing she claimed. When she first crossed over. She named herself, Lamplight. It sounded like a goddamn username.
"How about Chauncey Jr?"
"what the fuck…" his stomach leaped.
"How about Cole or Shaquan"
"What…? he held his stomach. His heart bounced inside his chest. "I hope we have a boy!" she kept talking. "He could be a boy." she thought on it. "Or a girl."
"Get a fuckin---AHHH"
"Chauncey! Chauncey baby are you ok!?" she yelled, hopping up to the attic's drawstrings. "Chauncey get out of there!"
He vomited violently, hugging himself. "Oh my god..." he heaved. "Chauncey! Are you ok?"
"GET AN ABORTION!"
"But Chauncey this is our first child." Experience put her hands on her stomach, "I was saving it for our two month anniversary. It's been two months and you wanna be in the attic!"
Did she just say she's been withholding the pregnancy for two months? "Let me die already."
His teeth extended and skin wrinkled. "Chauncey I just think we need a child in our lives to show our love for each other." She couldn't have been a more pain in the ass. Chauncey's voice was mean, it blew the dust in the attic, "Bitch you are obsessed with me!"
"No I'm not!" she tantrums. "I'm so sick of people telling me I don't have a clue! Love comes from the bottom of your heart. Love at first sight exist and I knew I loved you the moment I saw you at school and we found the realm and everything together!"
"White bitch!"
"Don't say things like that! Chauncey come down!"
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" he screamed as he clawed his face. He looked at his own skin wrapped around his hands. His eyes expanded. "Darlene!"
"Exp!"
What the fuck ever. "Sweetie, I'm sorry. I have a stomach ache can you go get the ritual?"
"The Trinity?" she grinned. "Of course."
"Don't forget the placements. And get the Bath too."
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"What is that white female doing?" Saint John tossed his head. "Why is she so obsessed with black men?"
"You know Darlene?"
"I fucked her sister before Jose took her." he said. "We had a bet and we were bettin' on bitches. I lost so I lost a bitch, which means I lost pussy and survival."
Shiloh tittered, "What about Darlene?"
"She's a praiser. Let me explain the whole worshipper versus praiser shit. Praisers are of a church while a worshipper is outside the church."
"What about nonbelievers?" Dareion put his arm over the couch. "Vampires believe in atheism. Witches believe in one thing and we don't. Shiloh should know that." the plant turned to her. "My mama came from the hood." she said.
"After or before the Service?"
She shrugged, "I do know I went to church."
"Do you know me?"
"I don't know."
"What's happening?" questioned Chava. "Y'all know each other?"
"Partial. This is Saint John. Remember the gravestone we used to talk about in school?"
"It's not a grave." said Dareion. "It's just an urban myth."
"We saw the crack in the concrete." Shiloh exasperated. "John, that's you… right?"
Saint John sighed, "Yeah… my mom is a crackhead. She knew rites through the pastor and got high enough to read."
Dareion chortled, "What's that mean?"
"My mother can't read. She's too retarded to read but understood what the pastor wrote enough to break the world. You know the realm shouldn't be here."
Chauncey came downstairs carrying Experience over his shoulder. Her ass was red and scratched. "What y'all talking about?"
"I hear Chere's boy…"
"You said Chauncey was a vampire."
"With his body intact," he said.
"What happened to my father?" he threw Experience down. "Why can't I remember shit?"
"Could be thy brother. Seign was depressed all the time. The only vamp with a body I know that took a diet."
"Do vegan vampires exist?" Experience got to her feet. "I was wondering how a vampire can be vegan and live."
"Exactly, they can't. Y'all white folk don't know shit about vampires. A vamp that can't suck blood and soul ain't even trying to continue the next life they wat to die." scoffed Saint John. "Well, there goes my fanfiction."
"Say speaking of bodies. Where is my nuts Darlene?"
"I don't know."
"BITCH!" the pot hopped off the couch. "You were with me last. And you don't know where my nuts is?"
"I don't." she looked around, "I didn't think Curtis would even get to you."
"well now I'm a fucking Venus sore in the ass!"
"Sorry. I didn't know Aleigha was related to you."
"What is it with you and niggas?" Shiloh had her check in her palm. "Have you been doing something?"
"Yes but not really." she avoided gazes. "Darlene! Do you know Saint or not?"
She huffed, "Yeah… I sucked his dick. We have a kid."
"Wow." the group announced in unison.
"You got two babies?" Curtis covered his mouth. "You a hoe."
"Good!" Experienced furrowed. "That's what I want to be. I don't care if you call me retarded."
"Bitch don't you have fucking ADHD?" blurted Saint John. "I don't! Like I went to the realm so I wouldn't have it and I don't have it now!"
"That's a bald ass lie! Vampires don't heal like that!"
"Well, I'm not taking my meds!" she put her hands on her hips. "What are you taking now?" Curtis asked.
"Well I tried LSD." she said.
"What the fuck happened to that?" saint John exclaimed. "I stopped so I switched to Crack."
"You switched to cocaine?" Shiloh lamented. "We just out here trying out drugs like state fair food? Is that what we doing? So you finna switch to something like heroine?"
"Never!" Experience was insulted by the idea. "I'm classy."
"Excuse me!" Saint John's flower pot leaped. "I would never be like Valentina. She did heroine like twice a day."
"What the fuck…" Shiloh's jaw slacked. "By the milligram. "STOP!" Saint John ordered. "Let me once again explain. Darlene is a sister of Valentina
"And she's dead." Added Chava.
"correct. Growden was a pastor before he was a mayor."
"Ok," they all agreed. "Before he was a mayor. Before he was a pastor. And before that he sold drugs. When he sold drugs he had THAT FUCKING THING." Saint John tossed his leafy arms at Experience.
"Rude."
"Fuck you." he continued. "Darlene--"
"EXP!"
He shook his head, "DARLENE! Is the first born, he gave her the shit and Val when she was born." he rolled his eyes under the stocking cap. "Vampires get what they need through blood which is the plasma. We eat the bone marrow that is also good for the soul. Then you have Aleigha fucking daughter, Shikki."
"What's the bad part?"
"The girl was sick. She got shot in the face and Aleigha was furious." he lowered his head. "I can't believe that nigga is only 56."
"Why?" asked Curtis.
"It seems like eons! Vamps age but in the realm we kind of keep track or make up a number. Looking at it, that nigga is proof of how long it's been since we went to church."
"So, your 50?" says Shiloh.
"49." he says. "I think…"
"What caused the realm?" asked Curtis.
"Growden."
"If I'm a vampire then I'm dead." said Chauncey. "What does that make me and my father."
"The obayifo. You're creole right?"
"Yeah…"
"Obayifo." he said. "The realm already existed, we just broke into it."