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England, 1934
Penelope and Margaret stepped gracefully into their Rolls Royce.
"Take us home please, Edward," instructed Penelope.
Penelope turned to her daughter-in-darkness.
"It was so nice of the Mitford sisters to invite us for tea, even if we vampires do seldom drink... tea."
"I do hate having human food and drink in my stomach," said Margaret.
"Diana is such an elegant woman," said Penelope. "Would you not say Unity would make a wonderful vampire? I would so love to turn her."
"I must say, mother, I rather wish the conversation had been a little less focused on Hitler and the Third Reich," commented Margaret.
Penelope looked surprised.
"Well you can't blame Diana and Unity for being enthusiastic. Mr. Hitler is doing some amazing things, restoring Germany from such a wretched state. I would love to visit the Third Reich some day and see it for myself," replied the ancient vampire.
"I worry about my own country. Transylvania spent too long under Hapsburg rule. I would hate to see Romania swept away under a new German empire," said Margaret.
"It's touching that you still call it your own country. These days, I can barely remember Greece as it was when I was warm," said Penelope. "You know I've been thinking about joining the British Union of Fascists."
"Seriously, mother?"
"Oh yes. The Blackshirt women look very handsome in those black uniforms," replied Penelope.
"Yet you complain about me always wearing black," sneered Margaret. "Do you really believe in Fascism, mother?"
"I think Britain needs a strong leader. The British Empire is in a mess. So many dangers; the rise of international Bolshevism... Democracy is just not fitted for these times."
"I thought you Greeks invented democracy," said Margaret.
"I'm not from Athens. My city had an oligarchy. Not that I can remember much about how things used to be back then. I'm sure they got the job done well enough. Anyway, democracy didn't do much good for Socrates," argued Penelope.
"What about all that stuff Mosley says about the Jews? It makes me uncomfortable. I'm from Eastern Europe; I've seen how Jews have been treated and I really don't like it. It's just plain old prejudice."
"You have a point, dear. I do think Mosley seems an impressive chap though."
"I worry about the future, mother. It seems like a kind of madness is coming over Europe. I know there was the revolution in Russia and Bolshevism. But all this Fascism... This fanaticism; people dressing up in uniforms and feeling such hatred. I don't know what is happening to the world. I'm sure there is going to be another war. I can almost feel it. Through the centuries, I have always felt this way when war is coming. It seems worse than ever now. I know this fascism is going to lead to bloodshed," mused Margaret, a distressed look on her face.
"Do you remember when we visited Dracula, before he came to England and got killed by Van Helsing?" asked Margaret.
"Yes, of course," replied Penelope.
"Count Dracula talked about how much he admired the British Empire. But just imagine what it would have been like had he been its master. It would have become a terrible tyranny, with everyone enslaved to his will. He admired its power and greatness, but he didn't understand the values of justice and decency that it was built on. I think Mosley is like that. He talks about making the British Empire stronger, but I don't think he really understands what it is all about."
"I don't think I agree with you, Margaret. Mosley seems a decent chap."
"Mother, please don't join the Blackshirts. I really don't want you to get involved with all that. It frightens me," pleaded Margaret.
"Very well, dear. If it makes you feel happier, I won't join the Blackshirts," conceded Penelope. "They probably don't want vampires joining anyway. I do think you are wrong about another war coming. I'm sure Mr. Hitler does not want war. Nobody wants war, not after the horror of the Great War. We gave the Germans a rough deal after the last war. If we deal with them fairly this time, then they won't go to war again. Unless it's with the Bolsheviks, and they have it coming."
"We shall see," said Margaret.
Penelope and Margaret stepped gracefully into their Rolls Royce.
"Take us home please, Edward," instructed Penelope.
Penelope turned to her daughter-in-darkness.
"It was so nice of the Mitford sisters to invite us for tea, even if we vampires do seldom drink... tea."
"I do hate having human food and drink in my stomach," said Margaret.
"Diana is such an elegant woman," said Penelope. "Would you not say Unity would make a wonderful vampire? I would so love to turn her."
"I must say, mother, I rather wish the conversation had been a little less focused on Hitler and the Third Reich," commented Margaret.
Penelope looked surprised.
"Well you can't blame Diana and Unity for being enthusiastic. Mr. Hitler is doing some amazing things, restoring Germany from such a wretched state. I would love to visit the Third Reich some day and see it for myself," replied the ancient vampire.
"I worry about my own country. Transylvania spent too long under Hapsburg rule. I would hate to see Romania swept away under a new German empire," said Margaret.
"It's touching that you still call it your own country. These days, I can barely remember Greece as it was when I was warm," said Penelope. "You know I've been thinking about joining the British Union of Fascists."
"Seriously, mother?"
"Oh yes. The Blackshirt women look very handsome in those black uniforms," replied Penelope.
"Yet you complain about me always wearing black," sneered Margaret. "Do you really believe in Fascism, mother?"
"I think Britain needs a strong leader. The British Empire is in a mess. So many dangers; the rise of international Bolshevism... Democracy is just not fitted for these times."
"I thought you Greeks invented democracy," said Margaret.
"I'm not from Athens. My city had an oligarchy. Not that I can remember much about how things used to be back then. I'm sure they got the job done well enough. Anyway, democracy didn't do much good for Socrates," argued Penelope.
"What about all that stuff Mosley says about the Jews? It makes me uncomfortable. I'm from Eastern Europe; I've seen how Jews have been treated and I really don't like it. It's just plain old prejudice."
"You have a point, dear. I do think Mosley seems an impressive chap though."
"I worry about the future, mother. It seems like a kind of madness is coming over Europe. I know there was the revolution in Russia and Bolshevism. But all this Fascism... This fanaticism; people dressing up in uniforms and feeling such hatred. I don't know what is happening to the world. I'm sure there is going to be another war. I can almost feel it. Through the centuries, I have always felt this way when war is coming. It seems worse than ever now. I know this fascism is going to lead to bloodshed," mused Margaret, a distressed look on her face.
"Do you remember when we visited Dracula, before he came to England and got killed by Van Helsing?" asked Margaret.
"Yes, of course," replied Penelope.
"Count Dracula talked about how much he admired the British Empire. But just imagine what it would have been like had he been its master. It would have become a terrible tyranny, with everyone enslaved to his will. He admired its power and greatness, but he didn't understand the values of justice and decency that it was built on. I think Mosley is like that. He talks about making the British Empire stronger, but I don't think he really understands what it is all about."
"I don't think I agree with you, Margaret. Mosley seems a decent chap."
"Mother, please don't join the Blackshirts. I really don't want you to get involved with all that. It frightens me," pleaded Margaret.
"Very well, dear. If it makes you feel happier, I won't join the Blackshirts," conceded Penelope. "They probably don't want vampires joining anyway. I do think you are wrong about another war coming. I'm sure Mr. Hitler does not want war. Nobody wants war, not after the horror of the Great War. We gave the Germans a rough deal after the last war. If we deal with them fairly this time, then they won't go to war again. Unless it's with the Bolsheviks, and they have it coming."
"We shall see," said Margaret.
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A story about my vampire OCs Penelope and Margaret.
The fun of these characters is that they have lived centuries and so can be fitted into different historical settings. Hence, I have them drinking tea with the Mitford sisters and owning a Rolls Royce.
I refer to events in:
The fun of these characters is that they have lived centuries and so can be fitted into different historical settings. Hence, I have them drinking tea with the Mitford sisters and owning a Rolls Royce.
I refer to events in:
In the House of DraculaTransylvania, 1892
It had been over a century since Penelope and Margaret had last visited Dracula's castle in Transylvania. The place seemed to have changed; it seemed a good deal more comfortable than they remembered.
Margaret had been looking forward to speaking in her native Romanian, but the count insisted on speaking to the two undead ladies in English.
"You are very welcome in my house," said Count Dracula.
His English was good, but it was delivered in a thick Hungarian accent. Despite his Wallachian origin, Dracula had come to sound more like a Magyar, perhaps an influence from some of his Hungarian brides.
"Lady Penelope, you ar
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Overall Vision Originality Technique ImpactIt was an intriguing notion - though I would have thought vampires would rather look forward to blood being shed.
Putting it into the form of a discussion makes it a bit too abstract, however, and takes away some of the potential for drama. What happens if the mother invites the daughter to a meeting of the Blackshirts, trying less subtly to present the pro-fascist arguments to her?
Or how about setting it in 1940/41 when the choice of loyalty is more forced - Greece invaded by the Axis while the British are still reeling from Dunkirk?
If not going that route, why not instead present the polite argument between the vampires and their mortal hosts, both trying not to appear rude in their strongly held and opposing viewpoints? Anything to turn the interesting factual/historical points presented in their conversation into more emotive and narrative moments.