So my coffin finally arrived and I got some sleep. I needed my beauty sleep.
I have met all the guest. The one that has really ruffled my wings was this Nathan Petrelli.
Nathan Petrelli: Bleeding To Death said…
“Draculina. I was going to approach you earlier, but changed my mind when I saw you lick a… Well, I don’t want to get you mad before the competition starts, but….sppppss…sppppss… Sylar you don’t want to know where her mouth has been. I can promise you it wasn’t on a brain.”
I really don’t know what he meant…. My mouth, lips and fangs have only been sinking into necks all night…
The cook was sooo willing to help feed me…
Then he said
“If you brush your teeth first, I could still make out with you. I have a fondness for killer strippers, and it just so happens that I am bleeding from several bullet wounds to the chest…so you can take a sip without actually biting me…Forget that…I like being bit…but seriously, brush your teeth first.”
I always brush my fangs and I floss… My hygienes are the best…
Any way the first challenge came and we have to make a good first impression on Sylar…
I got dressed and made a final check in the mirror…
I was ready. As I walked out the door I had the gardener meet me in front of Mr. Bennet’s door.
“Do you have the skunk?” I asked looking at him carry a heavy wooden crate…
“Yeah and she’s pretty angry ma ‘am.” He stated
I smiled, “Perfect! Wait here.”
I ran inside and placed all of Mr. Bennet’s clothes and things on the floor. I came out and smiled again, “Now release the skunk in the room and lock it inside.”
I walked a few ways and turned as I watch him release skunk into the room.. One contestant down…
I walked then to Cyclops door and knocked. He answered the door…
“Cyke, you know I am sooooo hot. Why don’t we meet outside in the garden… I will be in the center of the Labyrinth, waiting… for you and I am out of lollipops so don’t be late…”
He started to flex, “Oh yeah baby… Now?”
“In the center of the labyrinth. First one there gets to demand favors…” I purr…
Without another word he runs out… 
That is two… Scott will be waiting in the center until dooms-day.
I walk in and see everyone waiting in line to meet Sylar…
Nathan Petrelli dives head first into him…
I always heard the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. SO I have something for our host.
Finally, it is my turn. I bend over so Sylar can get a good look at my cleavage… “I am Draculina and I am bad, would you care to spank me?” I give a wink and then drag a body over, “This guy works for the paparazzi. I found him snooping around and since I was hungry, I had a little bite but I did save you this…”
I pulled a knife from my boot and cut open the skull and pulled it out.
“Brains, anyone?” I placed it on a silver platter next to Sylar.
I licked my bloody knife, “You know what the best kisses are?”
I let the brain blood and juices drip from my mouth and bent down… A body guard stopped me, “No physical contact.”
I was just about to get Sylar another brain when he asked me what I did for a living… “Besides sucking the blood from my victims? I am a retired exotic dancer, a Stripper.”
He request a dance so he got one… Vegas style….
Sylar waved and commanded music to be played and I began doing my dance…
The Vegas Delight
I removed my outfit and threw it to Sylar for keeps… Truthfully I would go completely nude … It just feels so natural…
There was even a Pole for me to dance on….
I gave my best show and performance…
Then turned to Sylar and winked…
“Come to my room tonight and I can give you an even better show,” I looked at his bodyguard, “Bring him and we can have a midnight snack…”
My time was up and it was time for someone else to try and win Sylar’s heart…
Sandra says I shouldn’t talk to you. I think she’s right.
You’ve got my vote.
I’d run you in for murder right now. But since it was a paparazzo, I’ll just let it slide just this once.
I think this was the best blog post ever posted…Well, I didn’t actually read it; but I think the pictures told their own story…and it was a GOOD story…Oh yes, it was a GOOD story.
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Drools. What kind of games are we talking? (Wink)
Mmmm, brains.
Oh… Oh my goodness…
Mr. Bennet -whatever
Professor Xavier – glad to know
Agent Hanson – right like you could, I would just turn to myst and escape
Nathan Petrelli: Bleeding To Death a picture is worth a thousand words
Son Pan — the kind that will give your grandmother a heart-attack
Sylar — eat up
Maya Herrera — wanna come up for a bite?