Hi guys. Peter here. Sorry for my long absence. I have been traumatized by the loss of my lock of hair, one of the few things I had to live for in this terribly waking world. You see, sometimes, those awesomely emo bangs would fall in front of my eyes, hiding my visiono from the death that is the world. Those moments, moments when I was hidden from the true nature of the world, moments with hair in my eyes, were my few moments of sanity.
On top of my hair travesty, I am kind of incapacitated at the moment. No, not by sporks, more by this professor‘s mind numbing conversation that has too much to do with destiny and not enough to do with sadness and pain. God, how can someone devote their life to research and intelligence when there is so much darkness in the world? Razorblades. Fog. New moon. Such is Peter.
In order to try to keep myself from listening to his mind numbing, empty talk, I have taken to daydreaming, a world I can mold to be my own. Of course, I do not eliminate suffering from my daydreamed world, for I have never known such a life. There have always been lacerations. Dislocated shoulders. High cholestoral. Metaphorical medical conditions of course, but you get the idea.
Anyways, in my daydreams, I am Vampire Peter. It is the perfect state for me. I am dead, so my constant wishes of suicide are fulfilled (OH GOD SIMONE, WHY DID YOU HAVE TO LEAVE ME? DON’T YOU THINK OF ANYONE BUT YOURSELF?!). Yet while dead I still exist in a constant state of perpetual suffering and misery. The perfect life, or unlife, or whatever.
But I wouldn’t be one of those evil vampires, sucking blood of the innocent and hurting people. I couldn’t do that. I am a nurse, after all. I’d be one of those totally awesome emo vampires. Like Angel. Except skinnier. And more sensitive. And less manly. And with more mascara.
My daydreams have been totally awesome. As Vampire Peter I would stand on high skyscrapers, staring out at the moon. I’m deep like that. Deep. Poetic. Sexy Sylar. I would fly over the city. There was a drought going on. I needed to save the day. No problem. I found other people whose girlfriends who just broke up with them and bit their necks and turned them into vampires. Together we would fly over the city and cry about our losses, giving rain to the city. Tears. Fussy. I need to be burped. Such is Peter.
Maybe one of these “heroes” I come across will have the power of vampirism. To be able to absorb that would be awesome, in a totally terrible, painful kind of way.
It’s okay, Peter.
Jesus Christ: Vampire Hunter is on his way to save you right now!
~ Lana
Perhaps Vampire Peter could take a break from his bloodless sucking and participate in my Photo Caption Contest?
Hee. I love you, vampire Peter.
P.S. You’re really rocking the new scar. Just checked it out on NBC.com.
My dear boy, you seem to be suffering from severe depression, fortunately I know the cure, constant electroshock therapy. Unfortunately, I cannot treat you myself as I am on a journey to see Dr. Suresh while fighting leprechauns along the way.
If you do get your hands on a vampire power, you’d better bite me! Then I’d be unstoppable! No politician will be safe!
I’m going to be a zombie soon. It’s just you and me, we’ll call ourselves Pesaac. Maybe Peesack is a better name. Yes, Vampire Peter and I, Zombie Isaac, shall be known together as Peesack.
Oh…My…God…I am so embarassed. I’ve got to call my new hire, he is pretty good at making sure it does’t look like crazy runs in the family.
Mistah Esock, “Peesack?” Are you serious? Or did you rip that off the “Peehats” that used to be in that old Zelda game on Nintendo? If you two go with that thing you might as well call yourselves “Super Undead Bros” or something.
I will miss that lock of hair Peter! Fear not, it will grow back. If you were a vampire, it might not.
Peter, what did I say about you taking pictures in your “costumes”. Think of your brother every once and awhile.
Are you getting enough vitamin C?
I’m sure some sunlight would do wonders for your complexion.
OMG, Kinda Cute Petrelli, you totally need to grow your lock of hair back to maintain your Kinda Cute status!