Dear Journal,
Today was quite an eventful day in the hills of Transylvania. I woke up feeling ravenous for some stress, so I decided to visit my neighbor, the local politician. As soon as he saw me approaching his doorstep, he started sweating profusely, knowing I was there to relieve him of his burdens. After a good meal of stress, I told him a joke to lighten the mood. "Why did the scarecrow win an award? Because he was outstanding in his field!" I cackled, and he let out a nervous chuckle before bidding me goodbye.
Feeling satisfied, I went to visit my scientist friends at the nearby laboratory. They were in the middle of conducting an experiment, trying to turn lead into gold. I couldn't help but scoff at their futile attempts. "Why bother with that when there are perfectly good stressors to feed on?" I quipped, earning a few eye rolls from my friends. I joined in on their experiment, suggesting they add in a pinch of chaos theory to spice things up. Who knows, maybe they'll stumble upon the philosopher's stone by accident!
In the evening, I indulged in my love for rock music by attending a concert in the town square. The music was loud and exhilarating, with the crowd jumping and dancing to the beat. I couldn't resist joining in, swaying my hips and flapping my wings to the rhythm. The humans didn't seem to mind my presence, as they were too caught up in the music to notice the vampirix grooving beside them.
After the concert, I decided to pay a visit to my friend who owns a garden. I helped her plant some new flowers and vegetables, using my supernatural abilities to make them grow faster and healthier. She was astounded by the results and thanked me profusely. "No need to thank me, just doing my part to make the world a little greener," I said with a smirk.
As the night fell, I hopped on my favorite mode of transportation, a vintage airplane, and took to the skies. Night flying always gave me a sense of freedom and adventure, with the moonlight guiding my way. I did a few loops and barrel rolls, feeling the rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins.
Back at my crypt, I settled down with my beloved cat, Mr. Whiskers, and played some video games on my computer. The night was still young, and there were plenty more pranks to pull and experiments to conduct. But for now, I was content to relax and enjoy the simple pleasures of life as Mootzulea, the vampirix who eats stress and dreams of traveling to Mars.
Until next time,
Mootzulea
A distant cousin of Dracula, Mootzulea grew up in the hills of Transylvania, mainly in the area of Sibiu.
He knows a lot of jokes but is very determined into battles. He is passionate about science and has a lot of scientist friends. Therefore, you will have an increased production of scientists. He dreams of going to Mars one day.