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Born: May 17, 2008 Forum Topics Started: 17
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There is no future, only the past happening over and over again.

Change will come to those who have no fear.

Current RP: A Little Party Never Killed Nobody, London
Special Items:
 Obsidian Rose Pin Granting VIP Access To The Black Rose
Dr Van Helsing's Party Favor
Minion Horde Raiding Party Leader
I love my Minion Raiding Party, but not all at once
My Minion Raiding party broke your nose
My Minion Raiding Party won't come back
My Minion Raiding Party stole all my clothes
I got fooled on April Fools Day
Blood Dagger commemorating the Bloodletting 2 Year Anniversary
Black Masquerade Silver Mask ~ Best Guesser 2008
Black Masquerade Silver Rose ~ Participant 2008
Bloodletting Awards '09 Figurine - Best Vampire
Silver Goblet Commemorating Ringing in 2010 with
Dracula scared the $@&% out of me this Halloween, 2010
Golden Goblet Commemorating Ringing in 2011 with
I survived the great Bloodout of 2011...with only minor withdrawal symptoms
Ruby hilted Sword commemorating the Bloodletting 5 Year Anniversary
DemonClaus granted my Holiday Wishes on Bloodletting in 2011
Limited Edition DemonKnight Trading Card for 6 Year Anniversary
Best RP October 2012
I roamed the realm on Christmas Day 2012
Santa put me on the Nice list just to piss me off!
Most Missed Crew 2012
Best RP January 2014
Winter Bloodies 2013 - Most Envied
Winter Bloodies 2013 - Best Role Play
Best RP June 2014
Elder Appreciation Award - Pinhead likes your story!
Elder Appreciation Award -Alfred likes your story!
Winter Bloodies 2014 ~ Most Missed Crew
Winter Bloodies 2014 ~ Best Bio
Best RP May 2015
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Celebrating Nine years of Bloodletting - October 2015

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ForumSubjectLast Post
LondonA Little Party Never Killed Nobody
Created by Aaron Woodside
Game IdeasCrew Fourms
Created by Mackenzie
LondonThe Lucky One
Created by Victor Lockheed
New YorkThe dining room proudly presents... your dinner.
Created by Mackenzie
New YorkGran's Cake
Created by Mackenzie
Solomon King 11/22/15 Get your fat pants ready!

You're invited to join the crew of The Lycan's Den for a Friendsgiving party beginning Monday, November 23rd. Feel free to bring some friends and your favorite dish (or booze) to share!

Aaron Woodside 11/17/15
"If you find any mice in the Catacombs... It was an accident."
Lenny Shultz 11/13/15 *stops*
*looks around*
I have this overwhelming urge to shower Mackenzie in affection...
*wanders into a liquor store, buys out all the Jameson, probably*
No, no, it's not for me. Besides, my liver quit ages ago.
*heads off to After Dark to deliver booze to my favorite*
Kharybdis 10/31/15 ψ Dragging the launcher with a basket of pumpkins behind her, Khary stops in front of the door and loads a pumpkin into the device and then fires. The pumpkin, a bit on the ripe side due to the unseasonable heat, splatters all over the door, leaving stringy pumpkin entrails and seeds dripping down the wood. Grinning, she stabs a note on the door with a cheap steak knife. ψ

Jack Horton 10/29/15 *swoons*
Jack Horton 10/29/15 Is there a returns policy on this?
Jack Horton 10/29/15 MY WIFE?! Oh god, you are! Hnnnng, that's finally hitting home. God... you're... we... well damn.
Jack Horton 10/29/15 Late? Oh Mack, I'm never late. You just had incorrect expectations.
Aaron Woodside 10/28/15 "Hi, I'm Aaron Woodside..."

Acceptance is the first step, right?
Aaron Woodside 10/26/15
"Two words. Puppy ranch."
Aaron Woodside 10/24/15 "So what did come first? The chicken, or the egg?"
Jack Horton 09/26/15 To: Lady Jameson

From: The Gun Show

You broke my f*cking desk WITHOUT ME?!

Solomon King 09/24/15 To: Teensy Weensy

NO F*CKING WAY. Okay. Okay. Now you're getting strippers. Don't argue, they're already on their way.
Cosette Beaumont 09/24/15 Text: Drunken Leprechaun

Come get drunk with me soon. And by that I mean I will get drunk and you can laugh at me.
Cosette Beaumont 09/24/15 Text: @sshole
From: Wretched *****

I miss your stupid face. Your glorious, stupid, face.
Solomon King 09/24/15 To: Tiny Lannister
So when are you sending the stripper?
Solomon King 09/24/15 To: Tiny
Text: I bet someone sat on you. Because you're so little. Midget.
Cosette Beaumont 09/19/15 Cosette had grabbed a few bottles of good stuff. Well, she didn't know if it was good, because she probably wouldn't drink it unless she was desperate, but the price tag on it was probably a good indication. She'd already left one at another's house, so now she left two of the bottles of whiskey on the doorstep of the newlyweds.
On one of the bottles, of course, was a little handwritten note, short and two the point. As were most things with her. "Heard you got hitched. Here's some booze. Also, my phone is gone. Cosette."
Shadwyn Drake 09/18/15 "Congratulations on the Unholy Union! I gave the champagne to Jack. But you got the best guy in the Realm and I gave him some good advice.... I told him that you are the boss now." Drake hand Mackenzie a pair of handcuffs and a pair of leg irons. "The handcuffs are for you and leg irons are for Jack. But you can interchange them or share them as needed. Refer to the instruction manuel and have fun." Drake hands the instruction manual and keys to Mackenzie. "You get the keys cuz you are th Missus."
Camille Rameau 09/17/15 Camille is creeping about. Watching. Waiting in the bushes, nestled safely behind leafy greens that are just large enough to conceal the tiny frame of the flaxen haired angel. As the vampire woman ticks by, Cams can hardly conceal her childish laughter, arms flailing freely as she pops up; Resembling a half-drunken monster, perhaps straight out of an adult version of Monsters, Inc.


...And then she's off. The sounds of cackling echoing freely behind her as she descends upon her next unsuspecting victim.
Cosette Beaumont 09/14/15 Text:
I'm going to miss you, @sshole. Take care of the boys for me.
Solomon King 09/13/15 To: Bettty Bad Booty
From: Whiskers
How about now?
Solomon King 09/13/15 Text: Mackenzie
From: Bearded Wonder

Hey Betty, thanks for the bourbon. Drank it all already. Hope to see you soon.
Lenny Shultz 09/09/15 *tacks photo to door, three yellow, one red*
*nods to self and scurries away*

Solomon King 09/07/15 Solomon was on his way out the door to go for a walk around the Den grounds, tired of being cooped up in his cabin in recovery mode. He opened his front door, but paused when his gaze fell upon the bottle of his favorite bourbon. He stooped down to pick it up and turned it over in his hands, but could find no note, no hint of writing to show who had left it. As a last resort, he lifted it to his nose to see if he could catch a recognizable scent.. and a small smile lifted the corners of his lips.

"..damn Vampires are always trying to get me drunk.."
Jack Horton 09/07/15
Cosette Beaumont 09/06/15 might be right on that one.
Cosette Beaumont 09/06/15 It's a good thing I like you

Ransom Porter 09/06/15 You managed to break out Mackenzie.
Jack Horton 09/05/15 I liked it so, y'know… I sorta...

Jack Horton 09/04/15 You were successful in stealing $0.00 from Mackenzie.


Jack Horton 09/01/15 OF ALL THE FREAKY SH!T IN THE REALM... that is what you're having issues with?!
Jack Horton 08/31/15 *blinks* I did a what now?
Kharybdis 08/30/15 ψ Still oblivious to the other woman's discomfort, Khary's smile never wavers. ψ

"Yes, it is a rather delicious rum. And I'm from Greece. Poseidon is my Dad."
Kharybdis 08/30/15 "You know, caverns under the ocean? Where all the best sharks hang out. A kraken or two as well, if that's your thing. Too bad about that map though. I suppose I'll just blunder my way around the place like a beached whale until I figure it out. It'll be an adventure!"

ψ Khary smiles back, letting the black nictitating membranes blink closed for a second before returning to her usual sea blue-green irises. ψ
Kharybdis 08/30/15 ψ Blinking slightly at the greeting, as she was still settling in and a bit confused and lost in the maze of rooms in the place, Khary nods politely and smiles. ψ
"Oh, hi there...Kenz. And my name is pronounced "Cah-rib-diss", but most people just call me Khary or Kari. I'm going to need a map to find my way 'round this place, I fear. It's more convoluted than the sea caverns in the Marianas Trench."
Lenny Shultz 08/14/15 My shoulders droop. Even though I don't pout, the corners of my lips pull down. Down. Down. Down. In a word, my body language is glum. Glum is a great word, and my lanky frame wears it well.

"Mack," I hold up my hand, fingers pressed firmly against thumb. With her supernatural senses, she would surely notice the tiny bit of fluff between my fingers. "As Official Dust Collector™ for the very real Dust Bunny™, we have to talk about your contributions. This is serious stuff!"

I wave my hand about and teeny tiny pieces of the already scant pocket lint scatter into the air.

"I can't arrive with this offering! I'll be laughed out of the office! Labled a shmuck!" My hand falls to my side and I sigh. "I expect better. Dust Bunny™ expects better."

You were successful in stealing $0.00 from Mackenzie.
Edward Brollachan 08/13/15 *Ignores*
Solomon King 08/13/15 He hadn't seen her in weeks! They'd spoken plenty over the phone, but she'd never given him a hint that she was coming back to New York. He was so surprised to see her that he immediately gathered her up in an enormous bear hug and practically squeezed the life out of her.

"Where the hell have you been?!"

Ryo Tsuzuki 08/04/15 *runs by completely naked*
*cause sometimes you just gotta streak*
Hi Mackenzie!!!!
Jack Horton 07/29/15 Jack clears his throat and begins to sing his own rendition of that god-awful song...


Jack Horton 07/24/15 'You were successful in stealing $358.00 from Mackenzie.'... *spends it on caaaaandy*
Ryo Tsuzuki 07/22/15 Ryo smirked a little before he turned around and wiggled his ass at Mackenzie this would certainly deter her. "Oh go ahead! I would love for you to acknowledge my play! I did play a very good game! Make sure you say good game or else you just seem like a pervert."
Ryo Tsuzuki 07/22/15 Ryo gave her a sort of innocent smile. "What game? Well hide and go seek silly! Don't you recall? I hid and you never came to find me. I assumed I won. I never win at such things therefor it was a great game."
Ryo Tsuzuki 07/22/15 Casually waltzes by and smacks her ass. "Good game Mack, good game! We should really play again sometime!"
Lilly Emperium 07/18/15 *Quietly Lilly had snuck threw the halls. Every so often a chuckle escaped her lips. Quickly she a fixed a blue balloon over his door as well as a tack.the balloon, filled with pink paint was rigged to pop when the door opened*
Lenny Shultz 07/15/15 I wish we could all get along like we used to in middle school. I wish I could bake a cake filled with rainbows and smiles and we could eat it and be happy.
Lenny Shultz 07/15/15 I just want to say, you got that pink on fleek.

That is how it sounds when you say fetch. Stop trying to make fetch happen. It's not gonna happen.
Lenny Shultz 07/15/15 PSSST
Do you get to sit with the cool kids?
Ryo Tsuzuki 07/15/15 *Strolls up, kisses cheek*
Cause I love you the most!
Jack Horton 07/15/15 *Pees around the perimeter of your comments box, claiming it for his own.*
Livia Vlcek 07/04/15 A resigned sigh escaped the Slayer as she made the walk of shame to the parking lot. One bullet was fired. No more. No less. As she neared the Porsche, a vehicle described as dangerous to drive, pale pools surveyed the damage. The passenger window, the stereo...dead. Livia walked around the front end towards the driver's side. No exit 'wound'. The bullet was lodged somewhere.

"Fine...I'll fix it myself." The Czech girl lit a cigarette, pale eyes drifting towards the tiny woman. "It'll be like new when you get it back. It'll give me something to do until November. I'll even pay for an exorcism."
Livia Vlcek 07/03/15 To: My Saviour
::You're a saint. And it was one bullet! I swear, honest. .300 win mag bolt action. But I'll still buy you a new car.::
Ryo Tsuzuki 07/03/15 "Did you change something about your look? Is it your hair!? It's always the hair!"
Livia Vlcek 07/03/15 It wouldn't stop. The car would not shut up and now it was repeating itself. Whatever she had done...made it worse. Livia had practically buried her head beneath pillows and a comforter but could still hear the music, paint peeling screeching that it was. Her phone buzzed within her grip...Mackenzie was returning her text.

After reading the Irish woman's text, her finger began to swipe a quick message back. Though, Livia was fairly certain nothing had reaaaaally been damaged. The window and stereo of course, but the engine? Debatable.

::Listen Paul Walker (too soon?) I'll buy you a new car, just make it stop! PUHLEASE. kissesonallyourpinkparts (movie reference) -Liv::
Livia Vlcek 07/02/15 *wakes up to music BLARING*
*stumbles to window*
*narrows eyes at car*
*HATES that song*
*grabs rifle*
*lines up the shot*
*texts Mackenzie...somehow?* :: I owe you a window, a radio...possibly an engine ::
*fires round at stereo*
*music quiets*
*returns to bed*


*hisses and pulls pillow over head*
John Doe 07/01/15 *Replies* Yes, Yes it is. *Sends*
Livia Vlcek 07/01/15 *disarms alarm*
*jimmies the lock*
*hot wires*
*drives to garage*
*fills tire with air*
*double checks rim*
*returns car to parking lot...but in a different spot*
*cranks volume on stereo*
*wipes down everything she's touched*
*locks door*
*trots off*
Livia Vlcek 06/29/15 *is high as fvck*
*creeps through the Den's parking lot stealthily*
*deflates one of Mackenzie's tires because...hilarious*
*knows there is an air compressor in the garage*
*sneaks back into the Den and up to her room*
*passes the fvck out*
Lilly Emperium 06/28/15 Yes I am, thank you very much for letting me return
John Doe 06/25/15 *replies again* Oh no, it is not an Irish party, it is a Sanctuary party. No stink at all.
John Doe 06/25/15 House special Moonshine made by our own Tiber. We are having a taste test party. *Replies*
John Doe 06/25/15 *Sends reply text* You should come over and have some of this wonderfully deadly shine.
Solomon King 06/18/15 Someone had lit their roof on fire whilst shooting off fireworks. Typical Thursday afternoon bullsh*t.

They made it back after what felt like a little too long, parked the massive fire engine in the garage, and everyone disembarked to de-uniform. Except Solomon. He saw a friend.

Smiling, he headed toward the table she sat at. "Hey, Kenz! Hope you weren't waiting too long.. some idiots with some roman candles forgot it's not July 4th yet. What's up?"
Ryo Tsuzuki 06/13/15 *gets assaulted with water balloons*
Those really hurt you know! And you ruined my hair! I thought you loved me!
*Gets all teary eyed and lip wobbles*
Solomon King 06/08/15 To: Fangy
I miss your mean mug givin' me the business.
Bennie Norh 06/06/15 "Skirts," Bennie said, placing her hands inside pockets hidden among the folds and creases. "They're not easy to pick because of the swishy swish secrets." She gently swings her arms to create the effect. "Where are my pockets? Only my hands know."
Hero Davenport 06/01/15 Aha... hahahaaa... HAHAHAHAAAAAA... *thunk*
Solomon King 05/27/15 Man, just look at that mean mug all over the front page. Makin' me shake in my boots. Dayum.
Ransom Porter 05/27/15

Ransom's stride was rather simple as she stopped off towards a local place that claimed Mackenzie - or at least someone who fit the description of Mackenzie - lived close. And after some digging and asking around, it didn't take long for the lanky vampiress to find the front door. She whistled casually to herself as she set down two of the shot glasses, filled them to the brim with cinnamon flavored Bird Dog Whiskey. She flicked a little, business-card sized piece of paper down with them after taking a swig from the bottle. The paper was simply signed Bombardier, and with the dynamite stick shot glasses, she figured that Mackenzie would put two-and-two together.

Leaving her little gift, she slipped away from the front door, continuing to whistle as she simply carried the bottle in her left hand and worked on lighting a cigarette between her lips with the other. She wasn't quite sure where she was heading at this point - back to her place, a bar, who knew - but she was content with just walking.
Lenny Shultz 05/27/15 I approach Mackenzie with raised eyebrow. "You don't look missing to me. Don't worry, I've got my team on it. Emergency wanted poster removal is underway." I grin, wiggle my fingers and continue on down the sidewalk.
Camille Rameau 05/27/15 So, there are posters up of you all over the realm.. 'Sup with that?! Not that I'm complaining... *brow waggle* *winkwink*
Ryo Tsuzuki 05/27/15 "My oh my look who is profile of the day! Tis such a special occasion I got you a present!"

Ryo handed her a decorative bag and smiled gently.

"Spoiler alert it's a towel. A super cute towel, I think you know why I got it for you eh?" He reached out and patted her back. "Congrats love"
Solomon King 05/24/15 To: Betty Badass
The couch thinks your bum imprint has been gone for a little too long.
Camille Rameau 05/23/15
Solomon King 05/17/15
And you stanky, so.. it might matter juuuust a bit.
Happy 7th Bloodletting birthday!
Camille Rameau 05/15/15 Who, little ol' me?
/bats lashes/
Ryo Tsuzuki 05/12/15 You know who?
Ryo Tsuzuki 05/12/15 Who's there?
Solomon King 04/26/15 He laughed victoriously when she relented, her normal brogue returning in a rush. “Come on, that wasn’t even a GOOD American accent.. you almost sounded like the Lucky Charms guy. American trying to sound Irish, but failing terribly.”

At her next statement, he paused, his tone turning horrified.

”Wait.. are you telling me you’re not getting me strippers?!”
Solomon King 04/25/15 Solomon sat up, rubbing at an eye with his free hand. He was awake now.

Strippers? Sorry Lisa, but I didn’t order an-“ He paused. Why would he say no to such a gift? But.. he didn’t order strippers. Who could’ve..


He smirked and leaned back into the couch, crossing an arm over his chest. “Lisa? You wouldn’t also happen to go by ‘Mackenzie’, would you?”
Solomon King 04/25/15 Solomon is napping blissfully on his couch when his phone rings, rousing him. Only slightly grumpily rubbing his face, he picks his phone up and checks the caller ID, only to find that it’s an unknown number. Frowning, he answered.

Ryo Tsuzuki 04/22/15 *strikes a pose* I know look at me! I'm so pretty now!
EtaineNightBreed 04/20/15 "Welcome Back to After Dark!"
ErikaNightBreed 04/18/15 Welcome to After Dark Lady Mackenzie."
Camille Rameau 04/16/15 *sniffs*
"Yer smellin' kinda funny these days!"
Solomon King 03/17/15 Solomon had been sitting half-asleep on the couch, watching an old Star Trek episode on TV (Picard, not Kirk) when he was made to stir by the high peal of coins hitting glass. His head jerked up with a muffled snore, and he blinked a few times, trying to clear the sleep away from his eyes. Mackenzie must have heard, for her voice called out cheerily not a moment later.

”Soooooloooomon. Get off yer bloody arse and join m'fer a drink! It's a bloody HOLIDAY! Everyone is a fecking Even Paul Bunyan!”

Oh, right. St. Patrick’s Day.

He hobbled up from the couch and rounded the corner into the dining room, where he saw her sitting at the table with an already empty bottle of Jameson, and a nearly-full one at the ready. Coins were scattered everywhere, and she had a cheery, glazed over expression. Her cheeks were flushed and her aim slightly off, but she was still going for it.

It sure looked like a good bit of fun.

“Got another shot glass around?”
Katherine Murray 05/27/14 A rare thing for her to be out in the city, especially one as brimming with people as New York; Katherine still found herself walking the streets lost in thought. Being jostled in the crowd wasn’t unheard of, so she remained in quiet reverie; however, feeling light digits move across her person and slipping into pockets to relieve her of the petty cash she normally carried.

Jerking cerulean orbs upward, just in time to catch the petite brunette glancing over her shoulder, Katherine stopped dead in her tracks and a single brow arched slowly. It was certainly turning into an interesting place, this city. Curling lips into a smile, Katherine barely moved her lips as the whispered burr slipped free; a mock bow followed before she faded into the crowd.

”Good to see you, Kenz…”
Livia Vlcek 05/25/14 Brow furrowed above pale eyes, Livia examined the gift box that sat atop her desk. It had been quite a while since she was gifted anything...Balsamic vinegar by the barrelful, a heart in a wooden box. But truth be told, it wasn't so much what was inside the box, the material item, it was just having a present to to open that Livia enjoyed. The thoughtfulness of a gift being bestowed upon her. That was what she most enjoyed...not that she didn't appreciate what was gifted...but the fact someone had been nice enough to think of her. It humbled her.

Delicately she opened the box, withdrew the note with one hand while retrieving the item with the other. The Slayer, studiously read and re-read the letter penned by Mack as a smile drew scarred pout higher and higher upwards. Looking at the movie in hand, Livia nodded. She understood.

Taking a piece of stationery from the desk drawer, Livia penned a note to the woman she had not seen for quite some time.


Don't you try to pretend...It's my feeling we'll win in the end. I won't harm you or touch your defenses...

Thank you. So very much.

The Basket Case,

P.s. You're kind of sexy when you're angry.
Kari 10/29/13 Congrats on POTD!
Dannica 03/17/13 *Dannica had barely been paying attention when she opened the door to her office, her mind focused on the competitive word game on her phone. It wasn't until the toe of her black leather boot kicked something that her eyes shifted to the floor, and then slowly up to the ceiling. Her eyes widened in amazement and her mouth dropped open just a bit.* Holy St. Patrick's Day! *She looked around, slightly bewildered, wondering if anybody else in the catacombs would even be able to hear her if she called. How the hell was she supposed to get out of this? With only slight hesitancy, she reached out and pulled a bottle from the neatly stacked row. Jenga anyone? Nothing moved. Then with a shrug, she opened it and took a swig, turning around to retreat into her office. Someone would find her...eventually.*
Bree Ravencroft 01/07/13 *Bites down hard on laugh*

"Now see, that i have no doubts about. At least I don't have to try and fix you up with a flea collar. "
Bree Ravencroft 01/07/13 *Stares*

"Wow did you take a wrong turn somewhere. Come here and let me help you with your problem."
Mordent 11/20/11 The veteran slayer was no stranger to New York; his first few footsteps on the lifestyle forced upon him had been spent in the Big Apple, learning from the most experienced slayer at the time. How far he had come since those days.

New York was no longer strictly a slayer city, of course, the vampiress Mackenzie had started up some sort of lair for bloodsuckers and those affiliated with them in her home city, and he held a level of respect for what some could view as his most powerful enemy.

Straying near the Sine Metu headquarters, possibly against his better judgement, Mordent could have sworn he heard his name carried on the wind. The voice was familiar, an unlikely occurrence in a city so far from his own interests. Moving at street level towards where his keen ears had caught the musical tone, he felt both uneasy and comfortable at the same time... as if he shouldn't be here, but no harm would come of it. Some would call it arrogance, he called it a sense of adventure.

Now where was that voice coming from?
Dannica 07/24/10 *Dannica stares at her former confidante Mackenzie as she wanders the Realm in her shiny new gold robes. With a tiny glint in her eyes, she runs up behind her pouring purple paint all down the front of the tiny Irish girls outfit. Then, before she can turn and retaliate, she reaches into her bag and pulls out two large handfuls of sparkling purple glitter. With a giggle she tosses it over the paint and runs away.*

I like you better purple!
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