Once More With Feeling True Blood Style

Eric decided he would take a trip over to the Shreveport branch of Louisiana State University. He loved traveling down Sorority row and seeing all the young girls. It was also one of his favorite dinner places; especially when the girls had been drinking. The taste of alcohol in the blood, the sweetness of it all; it was intoxicating to him. So after his most recent disagreement with Pam, he jumped in his vehicle and headed straight for where all the action was.

It seemed it was his lucky night as he arrived on his favorite street. There appeared to be many parties in full swing. This worked in Eric’s favor as the large crowds would help him be less noticeable. It also meant there would be plenty of drinking and that meant plenty of drunk girls he would not have to glamour in order to enjoy their blood. And with the amount of dark rooms often occupied by couples having sex, it would be simple enough to get a girl alone and no one would question for even a moment why they were going that way.

He found a parking spot just around the corner and slid into a group of boys traveling towards the houses. He joined into the conversation randomly and laughed along with their jokes. Soon he was blending into the crowd and searching for his first victim. He was trying to use the commotion to drown out his anger from earlier events but it didn’t seem to be working at all.

Finally he came across a girl that was perfect. She was a decent looking girl, a bit of a wall flower, drinking steadily and well on her way to being too drunk to stand. He moved over to begin talking with her, striking up a random conversation about the drunken karaoke that was the primary source of entertainment at the moment.

The girl began complaining, as the conversation proceeded, that she was too shy to step up and sing in front of a crowd. She insisted she had a good voice but that her nerves always ruined it. Eric quickly became bored with her ramblings and complaints, when suddenly an idea struck him. A smile ghosted across his lips as the idea began to take shape in his head.

Suddenly he grabbed the girl, he vaguely recalled her mentioning her name to be Jessica, and looked deep into her eyes. As soon as he had complete control of her, he moved to the next girl standing alone by the wall. He glamoured her as well and continued around the room gathering each wall flower as he went. Soon he had a group of about seven girls following him blindly, ready to jump to his beck and call. Quickly he brought them to the front of the room and approached the area where the karaoke was being hosted.

Taking a cursory glance through the song listing he found the perfect song and asked the dj to set it up for the group of girls he had ready to perform. The dj agreed and as soon as the current singer was finished the dj announced that the next performance would be by the “Northettes”. Using his control on the girls he brought them to the front of the room and waited for the music to begin.

This was easily some of the best entertainment he’s had in quite some time as the girls began singing Buckcherry’s Crazy Bitch and gyrating about the room in an almost grotesque fashion. Eric released his control on the girls about halfway through the song and waited for the panic to ensue.

His wish was fulfilled as the girls came to their senses and looked out on the crowd with “deer in the headlight” eyes. The singing and dancing stopped abruptly and a couple of the girls ran from the room screaming in absolute terror. The others stood awkwardly silent watching some of the members of the surrounding crowd gyrate and jeer in a mocking fashion. The girls looked absolutely mortified and Eric was certain he could smell a faint trace of urine as if one of them had wet themselves like a pathetic puppy.

Eric left the house unfed but happy. He had needed to torture someone as torturing Pam would have only caused him his own pain. He stepped quickly into the next house on Sorority row and found a girl to drink from. When he had his fill he left her to sleep and returned to his car.

The drive back to Fangtasia was a happy one. He popped his Buckcherry cd into the player and visualized his prank as he travelled. When he arrived back at Fangtasia he stepped inside with a smile on his face. He finished his night at the bar and as he was ready to turn in for his daytime death, he decided to play music to fall asleep to. As the sun began to rise Eric reveled in dreams of seven pathetic girls dancing obscenely while singing Crazy Bitch and then running away in sheer panic.