FMA DRESSING ROOM - THE LJ YEARS

*Pride knew what he was doing. He ended up at the fake Central on purpose, unlike so many of it's current residents. His maker, Roy, had let him out of his sight for only a split second before he took off and just like that, he set out on his own. He knew full well that it was the wrong thing to do. Did he care? Not very likely. He was still going through the changes, becoming accustomed to the vampire lifestyle. His former human half, Edward, still not wanting to give into things. He detested that vampire half of himself and although he was strong willed, his vampire side had the upper hand, for now anyways. He grinned as he arrived at Central and made his way onto the top of a nearby building.*

Oh, Roy my dear you are missing out...Your trivial little rules mean nothing to me now. Not here. Not with you being absent. And now? I'll have this entire city to myself. It's time to play. But what shall I do? Rip them apart, have a snack, or both?

*He muses to himself now as he brushes a few fingers through his golden locks.*

I don't have to follow anyone's rules anymore. This is a whole new game and I'll be in control this time around.


[[OOC:You knew it was going to happen sooner or later lol. Here is Vampire!Pride. He's a little bastard (think of a mix of Lestat from both Interview With The Vampire and Queen Of The Damned mixed together and throw in Alucard's (from the series Hellsing) powers also. Roy is like the Marius to him of his world (his maker.) I thought I'd bring this Pride in since we have a few vampires running around already lol. Unlike many, his kind can only be killed by another vampire. So this will be interesting XD Enjoy!]]