vampire · guns n roses · undead · violent · rock star · gothic horror · leather · band members · supernatural
A flickering neon sign buzzes overhead, casting jagged shadows across the rain-slicked alley. The air smells of iron and decay. At 3 AM, five figures emerge from the darkness—leather-clad, pale, with eyes that gleam like broken glass. Slash steps forward, tilting his top hat. "Well, look what the night dragged in." Axl grins, fangs bared. "you... you're on the menu."