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[bratpack]

[ Hey everyone, welcome to the party in the woods! Or at least, what you can see of it behind this close up of Wyatt's grinning face. There are glittering lights in the background and the weird, mismatched music of the party can be heard. Wyatt has to raise his voice to be heard over it. ]

What is up guys my name is Wyatt, you probably all know that. Unless you're new, in which case, hey! Welcome to the Apocalypse! It's pretty dope here, you probably noticed. I'm telling you, F.A.T.E.S is so cool that he - or she. Or they? I don't know, whatever: they're so cool that they threw a full on multiple-day spanning party just for my birthday. Hey, F.A.T.E.S. -

[ He lifts his glass, filled with an unholy mixture of frothy golden beer, and deep burgundy wine, and salutes the camera. ]

- thank you, my guy. Slash girl. Slash, whatever you are. Hey, you should join us at some point, so that we know what the fuck to call you. Anyways.

[ He takes a drink of his disgusting cocktail, then drops down to sit on a pile of cushions. It's now evident that he's opted not to wear a shirt, but he is wearing cutoff jean shorts. The camera, otherwise known as his daemon Hunterd, follows to keep him in focus. ]

I got a kind of serious thing to talk about. The whole birthday thing has me thinking about, like. Age. And getting older, and shit, which you know, is important when like most of the people you know don't actually do that. When all your friends are like, hundreds of years old and fucking immortal, it puts a new spin on how it feels to be nineteen. I have one year left of teenage dreaming, people. [ He holds up his finger. ] One. So I'm thinking, like. Okay, I'm just gonna ask you, cause that's the whole point of this vlog.

If you had the choice to just not get older, but live forever. Would you do it? Like, is there a con to this pro? I mean, there'd be the whole, 'must drink the blood of the living to survive', deal, but my friends seem to manage okay. Vamps ain't so bad from what I've seen. So, yeah. Your thoughts, please, Youtube-Lite. I'm listening.



[ ooc: This post happens the day before the Confessions Bomb hits! ]

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[vexy]

[ Vex, who opted out of tbe party in favor of a lonely night on the beach, couldn't help but respond to his pup with a crooked grin on his lips. ]

Hey gorgeous. You know what I say? I say if you have the chance to live forever, take it. That's what I did, anyway. Beats being Hades' lapdog any day.

Also, it means you get back into your teens every hundred years.

[bratpack]

[ Wyatt grins back. He'd rather Vex was with him, obviously. Partying alone is a social embarrassment you're supposed to get a pass from once you're not single anymore. Still, it's not going to stop him from going. There's enough of a crowd here that he feels pretty okay about getting lost in it.

Also, the werewolf wine helps. He won't give Vex a hard time. ]

Yeah, but it also means I never grow proper chest hair. Is that what you want from your teenage werewolf? I don't know. I'm already technically older than my dad ever got, that's the fucking trip. Plus, like...

There's shit I couldn't do as a vamp, you know?

[vexy]

[ One of the many reasons why Vex liked Wyatt: Wyatt didn't give him shit about staying in. ]

Look, I can't grow proper chest hair either. [ He laughed briefly. ] What couldn't you do, anyway? And what do you mean you're older than Hunter?

[bratpack]

I mean, he's seventeen forever and I'm nineteen now.

[ Fairly simple. He knows that mentally, Hunter is so much older than him, but physically? That's another matter. Wyatt doesn't want to get to the point where he actually looks older than his adoptive dad. That'd be so fucking weird.

Anyway: ]

But he can't have kids. So if I turned, I couldn't have kids either, and that's...I always wanted that. [ Awkward shrugging... ] I mean, are you...? Would you want kids, Vex? I mean, not now, but. In the long term, I guess.

[vexy]

Ooh, yeah, that's so old.

[ Vex couldn't help but tease him for that because. Really. Two years. Big deal. ]

Uh...

[ He paused, clearly caught off-guard by that question. That'd been one of many conversations he'd had with his husband that he'd tried to block out, and now that it was open again he wasn't sure how to respond.

It'd be easy to deflect, but... he'd been trying to be honest with Wyatt, so he took a swig of his drink before responding- a little liquid courage. ]

I've thought about trying again, yeah. Last time I had a kid I did a shit job, a really shit job. I thought maybe if I wasn't on my own, if I was with someone, maybe it wouldn't be so bad.

But it's hard to think long term when I'm here. I can't help but keep thinking that this is it, yeah?

[bratpack]

What? Nah, this isn't it.

[ Despite the fact that they're literally living in the computer programme that's managing the apocalypse, no, this can't be it. Wyatt has plenty of faith. He has too much that he's looking to get back to for anything else. ]

This is like, a...what's it called. Like in video games, when you have like a checkpoint to save your game? That's what this is. It ain't the end game, hell it's probably not even the boss battle. We're gonna get out of here.

And when we do...

Then I think I want kids, probably. We could do it together, though, I mean. You wouldn't be on your own.

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[hasitsthorns]

Happy birthday, dude. I wish F.A.T.E.S. would party with us one of these days. Seems like she could use the time to unwind with all the nonsense that goes on around here.

[ What does F.A.T.E.S. even look like? Rose wonders. ]

As for your question, that's... a tough one. I'd say at this point I'd take the opportunity to stop aging and live forever but that's because my situation's kind of. Unique?

[bratpack]

[ Wyatt points at her. ]

Thank you, to the she-wolf in the back. You know what I'm saying. He-she-it-they are our hosts! They should come play nice once in a while.

Anyways aren't you like immortal, anyway? [ It seems to him like they all are. If they're not immortal, then they're long enough lived that they might as well be. ] I thought you were.

[hasitsthorns]

Maybe I'll pitch the idea next time I try to get F.A.T.E.S. to give me the musical reins around this place.

[ And maybe next time F.A.T.E.S will actually let her have the helm. It is unlikely but she is extremely determined. ]

I've got a good seven hundred years, give or take, left in me if I'm lucky. But if Vanyel turns, then... He'll outlive me instead of it being the other way around? So either way we both lose right now. But if I could live forever too, that'd be best.

[bratpack]

God, please. I don't even think this shit all goes together.

[ He rolls his eyes. Wyatt grew up on human streets in the digital age. He can't imagine what age group this stuff is aimed at, but he knows he's not in it. ]

For real though, you want to both turn? You ever think of that whole, like. Traditional thing where you both get old together? Have a family, have kids that go to school and then drop out cause they ain't gonna make shit out of their lives, but then twenty years later they're putting you in a care home cause they don't wanna visit anymore? It's like, tradition.

[hasitsthorns]

It doesn't. At all.

[ She is very adamant about that. ]

I mean, like- Eventually. Maybe. I think we might wanna' do... kids and stuff first, probably? If we do. That's all still a big question mark at this point. If they try to put me in a care home though, good luck. I'm gonna' have a stubborn streak in me until I die I'm pretty sure.

[bratpack]

Yeah, well, any kid from you will probably have it too. So good luck, I guess.

[ Wyatt grins. Despite kidding around about this, that part isn't what he ever thinks about when he thinks about kids. ]

I think having a family is like, the most important thing. More than having a mate, even, cause you have a mate for a reason. You should have kids, you'd be a cool mom. You could even do your naked videos, still, and embarrass the hell out of them, you know? That's parental goals right there.

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[sadico]

[ A black wolf with vivid green eyes pads up to sit beside Hunterd, his look amused as he gazes at Wyatt with a slow wag of his tail. Then he steps over to where he is on the cushions and sprawls unceremoniously on top of the shirtless pup, his voice an anused chuckle in Wyatt's head. ]

Feliz cumpleaños.

You are speaking to the general populace about such a serious matter? Why not your family? Or me?

[ The 'or me' part was a joke as he knew he and Wyatt hadn't know each other for that long. ]

[bratpack]

[ Wyatt recognizes that particular wolf immediately, and grins as he climbs on top of him. He moves to put his arms around him immediately, and scratches his Wolfe ears. He noses in, snuggling at the wolf's neck. He's not troubled by the voice in his head, and responds to it as easily as though Ignacio had spoken aloud. Of course this makes Wyatt sound like he's talking to himself, but hey. He doesn't care what anyone thinks. ]

Cumply-an-yos. You better not be shit-talking me, bro, I wouldn't know the difference.anyways what kind of question is that? I'm from the Internet generation, man, we do everything online. You're lucky I didn't add a poll.

[ Pause. ]

I should've added a poll. Damn it. Next time, yo. But you can tell me what you think, anyway, even if you're totally biased since you're already like a world class supervamp. Which my family are too, by the way. I already know where they stand.

[sadico]

It is Spanish for happy birthday. You were close to the pronunciation, you will be learning my language in no time at all.

[ His 'voice' sounded hopeful. Then his chuckle echoed once more. ]

Should I become a vampire, check 'yes' or 'no'?

I believe... that your world would be expanded if you did become one of us. It is one thing to be one with the primal side of nature, but as one of the chosen you will have an additional connection with the earth. Your instincts will enhance, your hunting skills unmatched. Those who are both wolf and vampire in my world are very impressive.

[bratpack]

[ Wyatt grins at the compliment. His arms settle comfortably around his friend, and he runs his hands gently through his fur. If Ignacio's going to sit on him like a puppy, he's going to get petted like one too. ]

Yeah. That's how they are in my world, too. That's how Hunter is, ain't no doubt about it. He kicks ass.

[ Wyatt smiles. If this was all about power, and that was the only thing to think about, it'd be an easy decision. He scratches his fingers between Ignacio's ears and sighs. ]

It's the shit he had to give up that I can't forget. Like how he can't have kids? I always wanted kids.

[ He leans his head back, staring at the ceiling while his neck stretches out. ]

It ain't like I can have 'em right now, though. And even if I could, this ain't the place for them. I just don't know how long to wait, you know? Cause I don't know if Vex even wants kids. And I can't wait forever, cause I won't be young forever unless I turn while I am, you know?

[sadico]

[ Ignacio was not going to complain about being stroked, as it felt quite nice. He rumbled gently, then moved and rolled onto his back so he could rest his head in Wyatt's lap. It was then he shifted into his vampire form, a playful smirk on his lips as his green eyes glittered up at his friend. ]

You can have children as a vampire and they will be immortal as you would be. Is that not the superior choice?

[ He said it as if it were simple, and it was to him. Mortality felt like such an unnecessary thing to him. ]

[bratpack]

[ Seeing him change, Wyatt momentarily stops petting and stretches out, giving Ignacio space to lean on him. Then he appears, and Jesus actual fuck, this guy isn't normal. How does he just look like that? For a second, Wyatt forgets everything that they're saying, doing, or even thinking.

Then Ignacio is laying in his lap, and his lap's about to have a bulge growing in it. Aware of that, Wyatt warily laughs to cover himself, and threads his fingers into that (perfectly, annoyingly) ruffled hair. ]

Well, I don't know, Iggy. I kind of always imagined tiny biting puppies running around my feet, you know? Vamps tend to be adults. Sexy adults, you know, like you.

[ No comment on whether that would be superior, though. ]

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[astralera]

Happy birthday, Wyatt.

I would not wish to live forever. I will welcome the chance to rest when my time comes.

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[bratpack]

thanks :)

so why is that, why do you want to die? like if you had the chance, would you say no?

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[varou]

That's some pretty serious thinking to leave to the masses.

[bratpack]

best way to get a whole lot of opinion
i'm kind of bummed i didn't do a poll

are you gonna tell me what you think??

[varou]

sure-

at the end of the day, what anyone else thinks or believes doesn't matter. this is your eternity you're talking about, whether you spend it in the afterlife or living. it's all about what you feel and what you want.

i'd just caution you to seriously think about it, for a good while. don't rush into any decisions just because you turned another year older.

[bratpack]

okay you say that, but you turned immortal when you were like two years younger than me

i mean i get it's about eternity, right? but i don't got an eternity of being young, if i don't make that call soon. you know that

i thought you'd want me to turn.

[varou]

and get stuck with you forever? hell no.

wyatt, i'd be over the moon if you turned. i shouldn't be telling you that, though, cause i shouldn't be influencing your decision.

i did change when i was super young, and i didn't really think about it. i wouldn't change my mind, i know that for sure. but i might have gone about it differently.