I believe it was in “Queen of the Damned” in which Khayman spoke of a power akin to technopathy. He was able to understand the use, composition, and function of any device, down to a molecular level, by simply looking at it.

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I’m not sure that that’s the exact word for it, but the Ricean vampires in general have implied that they’re adaptive, inquisitive, they learn things easily and much faster than mortals. I can’t find the quotes to support it but I’m 99% sure that Lestat learned to read/write by watching people do it (his monastery schooling only gave him so much: ”I couldn’t read or write more than a few prayers and my name.” TVL)

Do you have any theories on why, after you turn, your hair becomes long and stays curly and always grows back to that length?

♛It’s a great question, and one that puzzled me for a long time. You have it slightly off, though.

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My hair didn’t become longer after I was turned. It was wavy, almost curly, and just past shoulder length and it still is, unless I cut it. It grows back to the length it was when I died. I can’t grow a beard or mustache, however, much to my chagrin and everyone else’s relief. I would have really liked to try the kind Salvador Dali sports *laughs* Sometimes I do apply fake ones for my own amusement. Goatee, soul patch, Tony Stark-esque manscaping, it’s a hobby.


Do I have any theories on this? Well, I didn’t know it would grow back so rapidly (and completely) until my mother had cut her hair. As you may know, during the day it had grown back to the length it was when she died. At the time, after the shock wore off, we did puzzle over it, but we had no one else to compare the experience with, so we assumed it was like all of our other inexplicable physical abilities: increased speed, strength, the ability to hear thoughts. Just another piece of the mystery of what we had become.

Knowing what we know now, I would offer that our special hair growth (and the fact that it maintains the texture it had when we were alive) is part of Amel’s irrational fusion with us. 

In case you aren’t familiar with dearest Amel: we, as a species, all share a piece of the one great entity that is him, he’s our spiritual parasite. He connects us all together. 

When we give the Dark Gift, our fledgling takes an invisible piece of Amel into him/herself, and Amel gets right to work mapping out their body, unconsciously choosing the things that will work for him, discarding what won’t…

it’s a tingling feeling. Our physical appearance is important to him; he wants to preserve the beauty he finds, and part of that is hair length (this applies to all hair, all over the body… you’ll note that Jesse was groomed for it first).

For if we can remain just as we were when we died, we have the best chance of continuing to exist, feed ourselves/him, and let him experience the world vicariously through us. 

Also, I adore your blog! <3 It was what finally pushed me to stop staring at the VC books on my shelf and actually pick them up and order some more. So thank you and stay awesome! :)

Aw thank u so much! ♥u♥

Please keep us posted on your thoughts as u progress, altho we all love these stories, we can never quite recapture the thoughts and feels we had when we first read them. And I’m telling you, you will probably enjoy my crazy more when you know the series better.

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Note also: I’m tagging this #Free VC Advertising, which is my new tag for posts in which ppl tell me they’re reading/buying the VC bc they were inspired to do so by my blog. This will help protect the blog in the event that *someone* wants to take it down (on the grounds that it’s detrimental to the sales of the VC).

If people are inspired by this blog enough to read/buy the books, well, then I’d say it’s doing the exact opposite, it’s PROMOTING the series! 

yes, yes I meant that! OMG here I go: FMK, Luis, Lestat, Gabrielle :3

Well you’ve left me a convenient little loophole in your misspelling! Who is this “Luis?” I don’t know him, hopefully he’s an evildoer… bc I have to throw one of them under the bus.

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Kill: Luis! Bc you misspelled his name I can pretend it’s someone else entirely bwahahahaa…. (If this were our actual beloved Louis, perfect-cinnamon-roll-too-good-for-this-world, I don’t think I could kill him, I doubt Lestat would want to fuck OR marry me after doing that. If you really insist it’s OUR LOUIS, I’ll have to revise all my answers.)

Fuck: Lestat, bc of reasons, no, really, bc he must be super talented in the bedroom (or the kitchen, or the alleyway, or the floor, wherever there’s a good solid surface really). I probably couldn’t keep up the kind of energy requirement he would need tho. He’s studied the Kama Sutra. He’d probably end up killing me… exhaustion-related death… Death by ecstasy? The French call the orgasm ‘La petite mort”; “the Little Death.” I imagine this would be like the Big Death *swoons*

Marry: Gabrielle. Honestly she seems like a good roommate (when she is around), we’d probably share similar taste in literature and such, she’s taller than me but we might be able to share some wardrobe staples. I like that it could sometimes be a long-distance marriage, she can go off exploring and I’ll hold down the fort. I’m sure the marriage would be an open one, platonic between us since I am a straight gal, and considering I’d fucked her son. She doesn’t want his leftovers 😛 even as excellent as this leftover would be if this leftover survived it ;D

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animaxeterna reblogged your photo and added:

#kills and licks the blood from her lips #Get on my level Louis  #Best Vampire Ever  #Are you proud of your monster father? #Blood is life

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♛Darling! I am very proud of you, mon monstre petit. You might say burning with pride. Louis is much improved by now but he does need to get on your level. He’d be devastatingly more fun.

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Lestat, you will forever be my dark Prince.

♛ And you will forever by my loyal dark gray subject? Hmmmm? Yes, good arrangement. Don’t forget that I fell into this title, alright, it was assigned to me, I exhausted myself trying to shirk it, but it’s really easier to just accept the damned title than try to resist it. It doesn’t hurt that I look good with a crown.