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Drifter (chaosforcash) wrote in outofshadowsrpg,

Jeremiah had no physical need for anything other then blood. Well blood, cigarettes, whiskey...hell he also went through an insane amount of narcotics too. Still aside from those things he had no use for human food, but that didn't mean that he didn't enjoy the taste of a properly seasoned steak. Even Mariselle had quite an affinity for fresh fruits back when she was still alive, or technically when she was still undead and not dust.

"Yeah, loved to just spend hours jamming with him and the others. Truth be told, darling, most off the really amazing musicians died without ever gaining fame. Met countless folks who possessed real talent, but their work never went beyond the run down bars and shitty clubs that they played in." Oh the vampire had certainly met some of the 'legends' over the decades, and yet he found himself fondly thinking of the others more often...the ones whose names would never be remembered or know to any expect him.

"If ya dig the records though then ya'll probably get a kick outta my place. Been collecting the old albums for decades now, and I've got a few thousand laying around my pad." Most other vampires tended to collect art, wealth, or even far more gruesome trophies. But Miah had been picking up instruments and records throughout the course of all his wandering. It was a compulsion of sorts, and one that would have likely continued on for decades more if the 'modern age' hadn't started uploading everything to the internet.