The Prose Masquerade Think about what monster or creature you would most enjoy emulating if you were forced to become it for the rest of your life. (You can't say a businessman is a monster and take the easy route out). Within the realms of ghouls, ghosts, vampires, centaurs, etc., pick your poison, and craft something that shows how you would cope at your worst, your best, in your newfound existence of monstrosity. Let the words run. The winner gets a trick or treat box from me.

Vampira

I would seek out a man of the night and I would persuade him to give me that special bite. The bite that would transform me into a lady of the night. As it is, I hate the daylight. I cover my windows with dark shades and I start to freak as the sunlight emits through the windows. I will create a room that is totally dark and I will sit and write and slumber during the day. When the moon is full, I will romp and play in the backyard, feeding off of unworthy pedophiles, draining them of life.