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Candlelight Whispers

 


 

 THE LOSERS' CLUB
SIXX
Posted: Jan 19 2008, 11:24 PM


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LONDON:
Home of Buckingham Palace, home of Piccadilly Circus, home of the punk movement.

LONDON UNDERGROUND:
Home of the vampires, home of the LOSERS' CLUB.


Black clothes, black hair, black lipstick.
Red blood.
No rules. Only little misfit monsters.
    It's run from the basement of an icecreamery, a not-so-secret secret club for losers, for misfits, for kids who just don't belong. In life, these kids were shunned by society for being different, for wearing strange clothes, black, leather and fishnets and skinny jeans, and dying their hair black, for listening to punk and metal, for smoking or doing drugs. They were shunned for a taboo sexual orientation or because of their strange left-wing views on the world, because they would unashamedly tell anyone who would listen about just how much the world sucks. Shunned because of a love of piercings and pain, or the taste of blood. Shunned because they loved horror stories about vampires. In death, they are exactly the same.

    These are the children of the night, the true spirits of London's underground scene.

    They are vampires. Eternally young, eternally alternative, eternally dangerous. They invade the London underground like an undetected disease with their sharp teeth and their pretty faces. Teenage vampires roam the streets in droves, flock to the vibrant nightclubs when the sun goes down. They do drugs, they drink alcohol, they kill people for fun. Because for these teenage vampires, it's not about keeping secrets - they don't care about that, no. For them, it's always about fun. They don't sleep in coffins and they aren't scared of crosses. Sunlight doesn't bother them either, but the night is always more electric anyway. For the strange boys and weird girls belonging to the LOSERS' CLUB, the night is when they come alive.
Welcome to the real world, motherfuckers.
Welcome to THE LOSERS' CLUB, where membership can be deadly.
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