Lorena Krasiki

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Vienna {Wiem}

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I wanna do bad things with you. ©

Counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums... ©

You should show me some respect. I dragged you out of Hell, and I can throw you back in. ©

Don't say UH-OH! Vampires do NOT say UH-OH! ©

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Lorena was a vampire and was the maker of Bill Compton. Lorena was born in 1759. She was the illegitimate child of an unmarried lady in waiting for the empress of Austria, who arranged for the bastard child to be raised by nuns in Vienna. She was a well behaved child, model student, and a lover of nature. She told the nuns that God was not just in the church, but in all of the World. The evening before she was to take her vows, she stayed out after dark and was turned by István, who used Lorena's beauty to lure willing men to his clutches, thereby murdering countless men and mutilating their bodies. In forcing Lorena to watch every horrifying episode, he created the evil sadistic vampire we see today. In 1865, Lorena was living in a cabin in the woods outside of Bon Temps. Bill Compton was returning from the Civil War but was exhausted. He was in need of both food and rest. Lorena offered him aid. When she came onto him, Bill refused her advances and told her he loved his wife. Lorena was impressed by his strong moral character and decided not to feed on him, but to make him a vampire. Lorena had the common powers of a vampire: superhuman strength, speed, and healing. Lorena Krasiki is an elegant and seductive vampire who is evil and sadistic at the best of times. ‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾ Whenever you tell me I'm pretty That's when the hunger really hits me You're little heart goes pitter patter I want your liver on a platter Use your finger to stir my tea And for desser I'll suck your teeth Be too sweet and you'll be a gonner I'll pull a Jeffrey Dahmer ‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾ [We would] swoop down on the town [and] kill everyone that wasn't beautiful And I don't want you and I don't need you Don't bother to resist or I'll beat you It's not your fault that you're always wrong The weak ones are there to justify the strong The beautiful people, the beautiful people It's all relative to the size of your steeple You can't see the forest for the trees And you can't smell Your own shit on your knees There's no time to discriminate Hate every motherfucker That's in your way ‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾ The first & only L. Krasiki on site vk.com. Welcome! Come in & beware, sweetheart. 2011┄2013

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