My Lost Episode

 

 

I didn’t think twice when I saw it

The end of the season and the ritual incomplete

But you both had always been each other’s nemesis

What else would be new

So let’s see what a new season brings

Though I’m growing weary of the same routine

That wearing thin schtick

But

When I saw this episode in the towel I threw

I threw in the towel on watching anymore

Nine seasons would suffice

Actually more than enough

He could have died

Let it be written let it be done

Let it be

The demon made human

Interesting could have been his life

If the producers wanted to push it so

I wouldn’t have cared

Wanting him dead more times than I could count

In the way a demon dies

Relief and release

It should have ended and for me it did

You could have gone back to that place

The boys home

And to the one you’d fallen in love with

At sweet 16

Enough turmoil had passed for you to live your dream

Now was your time

And the series could have ended in dignity

As far as I knew

My opinion as such

But seasons march on

Without me

I’ve seen enough

 

 

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Sunday Is For Vampire – Good Fellows

 

When last we left off with our vampires Marie was thinking how light doesn’t hurt them. They don’t glitter like TV vamps do, well, not all of them, some are more old fashioned than others and still burst into flame at the slightest hint of sun, but nowadays light isn’t an issue. What should they do, not so much that, how should the storyline follow in the movies, oh, with the filming? They’ve got Nathan; there will be others, “Plenty of bad guys in the world. Kind of like recycling – finding other uses, possibly transforming some… a few, as we play vampires, though actually vampires pretending to be actors playing vampires. Victor, Victoria, a man playing a woman playing a man who’s playing a woman or was it unprecedented woman playing a man… no, that’s not unprecedented. That was done on ancient Greek stage… too complicated.” She thought of studying sub-derivations in college. “Huh… how low can you go… how far before you reach the edge of the paper?”

 

The next best thing would be to have daywalkers but introduce it as normal. No more drama of whose blood would transform them, no fighting over who should be chosen, simple these times sun doesn’t matter. That leaves it open for background flashback leading up to something climatic.

 

Maybe…

 

 

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