Chapter 13
INSIDIOUS BLOOD
The Department of Human Resources and Creature Comforts has their own blood group.
RH-B
RH-R
RH-RB
+RH
-RH
Drunken vampires that commit cannibalism have a different eye color which is defined by Locucts residents is, Loves or Devil's Loves (Pink Demons).
The eyes are pink as a sign of infection. This is not always the case. On a normal level, pink eyes compared to the conventional red eyes seen in movies, comes from depravity seen within the spirit as Locucts is labeled as a metaphysical world.
One must understand the Obayifo which comes of African descent. Though there is no single Obayifo and in fact comes in many variations.
The Obayifo comes from the Ashanti which does have a location within Locucts. The 'shifty people' are obsessed with food. Some say the Obayifo's eyes cause a case of euphoria.
It is unknown if this is a type of spell or not but the Obayifo is defined as a witch type of creature. On a forensics note, an Obayifo found 1617 on the ship Lovely Ann. Lovely Ann crash as it was coming into port near the gulf of Virginia. When the ship was retrieved, ninety bodies were found dead on the ship. The bodies were chained by their wrist and stomachs ripped open. The captain, Azariah Edmundson, was attacked by the Obayifo though at the time he referred to the creature as 'a tribeman' and later 'Golliwog'.
Golliwog is a ragdoll made in an exaggeration of black folk. There is much description of an Obayifo but the Golliwog is regarded with jet black skin, red lips, and fizzy hair. The doll was inspired by a cartoonist, Florence Kate Upton.
Ironically enough, in Lococts the Golliwog is referred to as a type of gris-gris. Though it may be an overstatement, it does mimic the voodoo doll that is commonly used in the Ghytto for trapping.
The Obayifo found on Lovely Ann was taken and cut open. Often said to be the body of a starving African. Crew members cut the creature open and took out the shriveled stomach.
VOODOOISM AND ORGANS
Voodoo or Hoodoo is the main religion of Locucts. While Christian traditions are seen as 'cult claims'. Voodoo dolls are figures of people. In your history textbooks, you may have heard about Magdala Saint John. She lived in the Bayous of Louisiana and kept many voodoo dolls in her hut.
Magdala and her sister Immacula also kept crocodiles. Some of the gators were eaten and others were used as a meal. Magdala kept most the organs of the gators she ate in her dolls. A Louisiana myth is that Nobody lurks in the swamps.
The Legend of Nobody is the name of a voodoo doll with the organs of crocodiles…
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"Did y'all get to the part where it starts talking about Nobody?" asked a student. "No… I actually skipped some. I'm on the chapter about spiritualism and forensic." said Shiloh.
Mr. Wiley knocked on his desk. "Shiloh, you too far ahead. Stay on the first chapter."
"It's boring and probably inaccurate," she mumbled whilst picking at her hang nail. A girl to her right looked at her. "You have hang nails?"
"So?" she stared her down. "You have ugly finger. As a witch, you'll have gnarled hands."
"I'm a work woman. I don't care," she said. "Why does that concern you?"
"I lost mine… mama said I couldn't touch anything."
"That's superstition. Hard hands make the woman."
The girl beside her shrugged, "I guess…" she held up her missing right hand. "I'm less than."
"Y'all quit jibberjabbin', get on y'all work."
"Mr. Wiley, this is long."
"Well, y'all finna do a report on the first chapter…"
Shiloh blinked. "I want definitions. And a review." he counted on his fingers. "Wait," he looked through his desk drawer. He slapped a folder on the desk and pulled out sheets of paper. "You are required to keep a portfolio for my class."
"You didn't say that yesterday!"
"Well… yesterday big body trashed my class so…" he lifted his shoulders. "I need a portfolio, that's 90& of your grade. So if you make a 100 for the first day. One hundred plus ninety percent. What should yo grade be?"
Shiloh fluttered her eyes, math wasn't her strong suit. "you should have 190 points." he stated. A male student began to speak, "So what if we ain't got it?"
"You started with 100. If you do not have what I asked for that minus 75 percent of your grade."
"That's bullshit!"
Shiloh clicked her tongue, and she spoke. "How much is normal classwork?"
"55%" he smiled. "If you don't get it done that's minus 67% percent of your grade."
"So you making niggas work?"
"Yes sir. Y'all finna sweat in here," he chuckled.
Shiloh rolled her eyes. She went back to the first chapter of the book.
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The Obayifo found on Lovely Ann was taken and cut open. Often said to be the body of a starving African. Crew members cut the creature open and took out the shriveled stomach.
In the early years, it was thought that a vampire was dictated by the stomach. A shriveled stomach said that a vampire was starving. A gray stomach supported the lack of nutrition and blood.
Doctor Jermaine Boyle was asked to look at the body and cut his own hand to drop blood into the Obayifo's mouth. The stomach started to move and the discoloration which was in spots, toned.
Further examination, the obayifo did not have a digestible stomach.
In a regular human being, type A blood in humans have low levels of stomach acid. A type A person would be able to handle a vegetarian diet more than a meat diet.
In vampires, this is shown in a lot of vamps that have negative RH. For humans simply do not have the protein. Something strange was found in the Obayifo named Yeye. Looking under a microscope, they called the Obayifo a type of Cryptid. Which in turn puts it under the same category as the Loch Ness Monster, Jersey Devil, and Chupacabra.
Eye of the Zoo is a pseudoscience cult that argued the jersey devil may be an Obayifo. The Residents of Locucts have trashed this claim.
Reasons being the jersey devil is described as a goat while the obayifo is a famished human compared to a vampire. Vampires are often tied with bats, which is a type of animal but residents do not claim the jersey devil as a flying goat man is ridiculous.
The argument, made by cryptozoologist Karsten Bird, "Most animal bones can be restructured to appear human. The Jersey Devil is a mutation of the human body." When asked where does the mutation occur, Bird replied, "In stomach and lungs."
Below is a picture of a stomach both human, vampire, and goat.
Speaking on the human stomach you will look at its operations.
The stomach is similar to a J. It releases chemicals that break down the food we eat. In a vampire, this is lacking. Coming from RH negative group. Negatives cannot break down food.
The broken down food passes through the small intestine (chitlins or chitterlings). The GI (gastrointestinal) is a tube that starts towards the mouth (esophagus). Passing through the stomach where food breaks down (digestive system) and finally to the anus (ass).
The vitamins in a stomach are A,D, E, and K. Tripe is most beneficial for those lacking protein. Some evidence in vamps shows that certain groups may get a rash from eating tripe.
The body of an Obayifo is decrepit. Organs are eaten and not just blood drawn from the body. When we talk about blood again, it is the plasma that runs through the human body from the bone marrow.
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Shiloh rose her hand. "Mr. Wiley."
"The bathroom is broken…" he said without looking as he leaned in the chair. "What about if a woman is pregnant?"
"Pregnancy?" he lifted his head up. "It should say so in the book."
"It doesn't," spoke a high pitch tone.
"Well… where is the child in the female body?"
"Y'all females stupid like y'all don't know how babies are made." growled a nigga sitting to the east of the class. "They bout to get ate too."
"Bronte, fuck you…" Shiloh sneered. "I'm asking like… as a vampire if you don't have a stomach then what about the body?"
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I don't regret anything.
I'm pretty smart at Amalaric but sometimes I'm questioning am I learning or taking advantage?
Maybe that's why I hang around Dareion so much. He talk to me like I have no sense but Sethunya came back from New Orleans. My mother still doesn't want me home.
It was understandable. The last time I was in New Orleans. I had my baby Cudjo with me. That didn't end well.
I blamed it on me being a witch. My mother, Nnamani does it too but when did it it was fucking problem.
But I shouldn't have done it regardless.
Dareion knew about the pregnancy and I couldn't tell my mother. But Dareion, I told him everything and he understood.
He put his hand on my stomach and rubbed it. It was so kind. I didn't plan to be with him and then Chauncey came. I felt for the two of them.
Chauncey was taller. He was very bright for a black person, I thought he was dead. Then he got sick.
And the most aggravating thing is that he had to fuck Devontae. I hate her so fucking much. I made a special coffin for her.
I filled it with resin, layered with lavender leaves and melted some yellow crayons and spilled the mix inside the coffin. That will be her resting place.
I'm not bringing her back.
I slept with Chauncey. I remember what it was like. He had big hands around my waist and I could see in his mouth, he had fangs.
He gave me the gracious opportunity to put my fingers. My little dainty digits against his lips. Sometimes he would open his mouth. I found myself drooling, it was only so slight.
He bit my fingers. Just a little nibble against the flesh. I said harder and he did. I wanted him to bite me harder and his canine teeth pierced my index finger.
And I felt my coochie clench.
I inserted my middle finger in his maw. His teeth grinded against my hand. My brain telling me to jerk away from him.
I put my hand under my church dress. I rubbed my clit through the stockings I wore. The pain was becoming unbearable but I just wanted him to suck my fingers.
With my right hand, I stopped pleasing myself and grabbed his shirt. I kept thinking, what he feels like? How does he move? I was already inside his mouth, I wanted to be bitten… forever.
Then I got pregnant. The baby wouldn't have been any good to him. Not enough to hold a thrown.
So
I
Drowned
Him.
That costed me my whole hand.