I want to collaborate! <3 <3 <3

[olive]

Watching her bait
the stranger, too late.
Her passion cannot wait.
Her number's up.

[elone]

Strange it may be
He won't set her free
She has no time to flee.
Life is too short.

[olive]

Short life, indeed
yet better to heed
cryptic warnings you read.
Flee, still she must.

[Mordred]

Ouch! Hit my head!
Forgot I was dead
To the Dark, I've been wed
Mind if I drink?

(Olive.. wowser, another scrumptious pic there!)

[olive]

Ice for your lump?
Your thump made me jump.
Do not rant like a grump,
Have a cold drink.

[Mordred]

Pour on me 'ead?
Or drink it instead?
Been so long since I fed
Here, have a seat.

[elone]

Sit with a vamp?
It's danger to camp,
For your neck he will stamp.
No bark, just bite.

[Mordred]

I can't deny
What use is a lie?
Blood? Oh yes what a high!
One little bite?

[olive]

I do suppose,
one bite will not pose
the thing Elone proposed:
Can't see the harm.

[Mordred]

One little drink
Fangs just barely sink
Pretty please, with a wink?
What do you say?

[elone]

Fall for his charm
Will do you great harm.
You will soon buy the farm.
Beware the fangs.

[Sybl]

You live in the dark
No need for sparks
Sing like a lark
Where is the party?

[olive]

Cover my neck
not one little peck.
Keep the vampire in check.
No not today.

[olive]

It's been many pages since we started but I wanted to post the rhyme meter for those that may be new to the game:

It goes, by syllables (kind of like a haiku, sort of):

4, 5, 6, 4.

three lines rhyme, fourth line can be whatever.

[Anesa]

The only clue
He's gotten to you
You'll be covered in blue
He's struck again!

[olive]

I am still free,
as you can well see.
Won't easily get me.
I'm slick like that!

[elone]

When vampire bites
It's an ugly sight
Die of course you just might
Others just nibble

[Mordred]

I use great skill
Aim never to kill
Yet at times I do spill
Time for a lick

[elone]

Try as you might
It still is a fright
The danger is the night
I like the light

[Mordred]

Light? Rated high..
Yet makes my blood sigh
How good creatures deny
Red, damn it's good!

[Anesa]

It's crimson shade
All others forbade
It was the game he played
He played it so well

[Mordred]

Speaking of wells
Ever notice the swells?
How veins push out their spells?
Damn, need a drink!

[elone]

Some gin or rye
Just might get you high
Without making one die.
Pour me a glass.

[Mordred]

Shaken or stirred,
Who cares by the third?
Is my speach sounding slurred?
Yeah, I want blood!

[elone]

Too much to drink
Takes one to the brink
Can land you in the clink.
Straight on the rocks.