Ascension of Ensaneti
Ensaneti was a manifestation of pain. She began her life in my heart and head as my "sham" of a relationship with Shaman was being taken away from me. Grinning and bearing it is my least favorite thing. I'd rather shriek and rip and rend and gnash. Ensaneti was my formal announcement to myself and the world that I was not in my happy place.
Around the time that Ensaneti was just starting to pick up the pace of a deepening depression, Nosferatu and the Wampir guild was born in the mind of Zack. This was a very special person. Tragedy struck his life and he found solace in the world of Yserbius. He asked me if I would be Queen to his King. I agreed with a ragged grin and burgeoning fangs.
Ensaneti wasn't a very regal Queen. She was quite insane. Knitting odd garmets with the bones of the unfortunately truly dead was a favorite hobby of hers. She had moments of burning glory and inspired thought. Mostly she was a very bad Queen to a King that deserved better. Well, I suppose the name should have been the tip off.
Balor had just begun to court me in relentless fashion. He didn't much care for Ensaneti, Nosferatu, or the Wampir Guild. He kept me occupied within the warmth of his love and Ensaneti was quelled. I didn't realize how badly I was letting Nosferatu down until Zack called me and told me the King was going to be going away. I thought it was all my fault, that I hadn't done my best by him - which I hadn't. I tried to convince him to stay, to keep the Wampir guild, his dream, alive in its macbre undead fashion. He said it was too hard to play such a dark character. He was tired. He needed to rest. He went away.
Ensaneti and the rest of the guild was still around though. So was Balor. Balor had had a falling out with Thyrm and Gamesman and left the Mercs. He became Tracker, the conquering King of Wampir. Nosferatu's guild of excellence in undead roleplay became a large band of chaotic types who'd followed Balor. I was wrapped in the coccoon of Balor's love and didn't care to see or feel beyond that.
I wish that Nosferatu would return. Ensaneti would be a better Queen for him this time, should he chose her to reign with him again. On the other hand, Nosferatu wasn't insane, so - he'd no doubt raise another. Literally. He's a Wampir. He can do things like bring you death's door, walk you through, and wait for you on the other side with a "WELCOME TO IMMORTALITY" gift pack.
Around the time that Ensaneti was just starting to pick up the pace of a deepening depression, Nosferatu and the Wampir guild was born in the mind of Zack. This was a very special person. Tragedy struck his life and he found solace in the world of Yserbius. He asked me if I would be Queen to his King. I agreed with a ragged grin and burgeoning fangs.
Ensaneti wasn't a very regal Queen. She was quite insane. Knitting odd garmets with the bones of the unfortunately truly dead was a favorite hobby of hers. She had moments of burning glory and inspired thought. Mostly she was a very bad Queen to a King that deserved better. Well, I suppose the name should have been the tip off.
Balor had just begun to court me in relentless fashion. He didn't much care for Ensaneti, Nosferatu, or the Wampir Guild. He kept me occupied within the warmth of his love and Ensaneti was quelled. I didn't realize how badly I was letting Nosferatu down until Zack called me and told me the King was going to be going away. I thought it was all my fault, that I hadn't done my best by him - which I hadn't. I tried to convince him to stay, to keep the Wampir guild, his dream, alive in its macbre undead fashion. He said it was too hard to play such a dark character. He was tired. He needed to rest. He went away.
Ensaneti and the rest of the guild was still around though. So was Balor. Balor had had a falling out with Thyrm and Gamesman and left the Mercs. He became Tracker, the conquering King of Wampir. Nosferatu's guild of excellence in undead roleplay became a large band of chaotic types who'd followed Balor. I was wrapped in the coccoon of Balor's love and didn't care to see or feel beyond that.
I wish that Nosferatu would return. Ensaneti would be a better Queen for him this time, should he chose her to reign with him again. On the other hand, Nosferatu wasn't insane, so - he'd no doubt raise another. Literally. He's a Wampir. He can do things like bring you death's door, walk you through, and wait for you on the other side with a "WELCOME TO IMMORTALITY" gift pack.
posted by Nekyia (nom d'plume) at 10/09/2005 11:55:00 PM
1 Comments:
Wow, talk about an insane blast from the past. I am not sure if this will reach out to you from the depths of history and the shadows of a land that lives only in memory, but the heart of the Wampir is still [un]alive. It actually warms my undead heart to heart that you and Balor continued on with a new incarnation of my first online family.
Warmly,
Nosferatu/Zack
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