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Uncle Gargy
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posted 12-27-2011 01:12 AM
Would it work or not? They seem to have lots of vamp stuff on TV and films and teenage (Twillight). Is it a matter of time until the Smurfs get the same treatment?
Discuss.. ![[Gargamel]](graemlins/gargamel.gif)
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Tabby Smurf
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posted 12-27-2011 06:13 AM
I think itwould!!!
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Jokie Smurf
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posted 12-27-2011 06:41 AM
Omg! Smurfs as vampires would be creepy. Smurfs already bite gargamel as they are, if they bite him as a vampire then they will have a vampire after them.
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Uncle Gargy
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posted 12-27-2011 09:28 AM
Well, according to the lore of 'Homonculus'.Smurfs were created using blood of a Human. So I reckon they are part vamp in the first place.
Have a look on Wikki for Homunculus, quite interesting on why they don't have babies as such.
If they bite humans they would most likely give them a nasty infection but not kill them as such.
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Amy Sue Smurfette
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posted 12-27-2011 10:01 AM
vampire smurfs would be adorable ;-p
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Jokie Smurf
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posted 12-27-2011 12:05 PM
That is interesting Uncle Gargy. I kinda agree with you nurturer. I think vampire smurfs would be half creepy and half adorable.
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Amy Sue Smurfette
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posted 12-27-2011 01:52 PM
i sure wouldn't try snuggling one of THOSE smurfs though :-D
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Sportette
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posted 12-27-2011 02:58 PM
ive made a vampire smurf a few weeks ago its skin is pale blue back hat black suit and shoes with a black and purple cape
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Uncle Gargy
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posted 12-27-2011 04:21 PM
It's just that on DA a Deviant called Tairusuku is trying to make a comic book about vamp smurfs and quite nice drawings they are as well. I was thinking of doing a short story to go with the cartoons. But don't know how long it will take.
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Amy Sue Smurfette
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posted 12-27-2011 04:34 PM
that would be smurftastic Uncle Gargy! i look forward to reading it if you do decide to write one.
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Jokie Smurf
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posted 12-27-2011 05:40 PM
Yes, if you do write it please post on here. I'm not going on DA anymore FYI.
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Uncle Gargy
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posted 01-01-2012 11:26 AM
Hi Everysmurf, I've gone and done it and written chapter 1 of the story 'Vampire Smurfs'.
It is rated 13+ but only for a couple of scenes, I'm sure it won't be too disturbing..
Chapter 1 is more 'setting the scene' following chapters will have more 'Smurf' action.
Chapter 1
It was the same as every other night so far this week, Gargamel just could not get to sleep. He had been tossing and turning all through the night and Azrael had got fed up as well and had even scratched his left arm, so now he had to get up to get some salve for it.
"Azrael you nasty cat, why did you scratch me? It's not my fault I can't get any sleep, those pesky Smurfs dog my every waking moment and it's killing me." Gargamel by now had got up and walked over to the big wooden table in the kitchen area and he got a pot of salve from the shelf above the fireplace. Azrael was still on the bed and just gave Gargamel his most evil stare, this annoyed Gargamel and he chucked a book that was lying on the table at the fleeing cat. It missed of course and the feline let out a mischievous chuckle.
The scratches were deep, he first washed the wound and applied the salve, then put a bandage on it. Almost immediately the bandage started to turn red. "Azrael, you've really hurt me this time, how can I get to sleep now? This better not give me cat scratch fever, don't want to get sick that's the last thing I need with those Smurfs sneaking into my home all hours of the day and night. I'm going down to the cellar, got to keep myself occupied"
Azrael watched Gargamel descend the stairs into the cellar. It was a bit of a junk heap down there, piles of books all over the floor, rolled up parchments in boxes, half finished diaries and notebooks. "Better get on with sorting out the books first I suppose," said the middle aged wizard to himself and he bent down and started to put the books into piles in no particular order, but just so that he had some room to move. But then as anyone does when they are trying to clear junk, he started to look at everything properly and noticed a very old book that had been under the pile for maybe years. It had been an old library book from the Wizard school, which he had never returned.
He blew dust off the cover and read the title' The Alchemist and the legend of the Homunculi'. He opened the book and saw that it was borrowed on the day that he left the Wizard school and that he must have chucked it down in the cellar in disgust when he found out that he had not passed his wizard exams.
"I forgot that I'd taken this book out, looks interesting." He got himself a chair and settled down to read. In no time at all morning had broken and he was still reading, more exited by what he was learning by the minute. "Wow! this is the perfect book for getting rid of the Smurfs for good! But," Gargamel could not stop himself from yawning and having a stretch. "But, I'm totally exhausted now better get to bed and then this evening, those Smurfs had better watch out, mwa,ha,ha,ha...yawn!"
With the book safely in his hands, Gargamel climbed back up the cellar stairs into the kitchen area and put the book under his mattress and climbed into bed. The sun was streaming through the window but Gargamel did not care as he was asleep before his head hit the pillow.
Meanwhile in the Smurf village, Papa Smurf and Brainy were having an argument about what to do with the bridge over the river. It had been damaged a few days earlier by Azrael and Papa wanted to keep to the old design but Brainy wanted to try adding some more supports. "Papa, you know that to support the weight of other creatures using the bridge that more supports will be needed, we can't tell the rabbits, badgers or any other creature that they can't use it." said Brainy.
"Brainy, I don't mind other creatures using the bridge, it's just that we need to get the bridge mended now and we don't have enough lumber and smurf to change the design. It only got broken because Azrael ripped it apart, now this matter is closed. Understood?" said the village elder. "Ok, Papa but I'm telling you its going to smurf again and then you'll be sorry you did not listen to me and furthermore.." Before he could even finish his sentence, Brainy found himself outside the village with a very sore head and backside.
Smurfette had heard the argument as it occurred just outside her window and she came out to talk to Papa. "He does get annoying doesn't he," she remarked . "Don't think he means any harm, but he just thinks that he always has to be right, I know more than him, he is just young, no offence, but I have time and experience on my side and I know what I'm talking about, but still it feels good to teach him a lesson sometimes," said the village leader. Smurfette giggled at this remark. "Anyway, be seeing you Smurfette, I've got to go into the forest to Smurf some more ingredients for my potions. I should be back before nightfall, let the other Smurfs know, OK." "Yes Papa, I'm just going to water my flowers and then I'll tell everyone else," replied Smurfette and she waved at Papa Smurf who was now departing the village with a basket in his hand to collect some plants.
A few hours passed and Papa was enjoying himself, it was good to get out of the village and he had picked all the material that he needed, he started to head for home. All through that day he had not noticed any sign of Gargamel, he was usually out in the forest most days. Papa made a decision to visit the hovel and see what the wizard was up to, as it was wise to 'Know thy enemy' and they always had to keep tabs on his escapades. The elderly Smurf got to the hovel in less than half and hour and after looking for Azrael, he climbed up onto the outside water butt and onto the windowsill of the bedroom. He could see that Gargamel was still in bed, which he thought was odd as if he was sleeping in the daytime it was in the rocking chair. "Hmm, he must be ill or something?" Papa jumped down onto the bed and carefully crept up to the sleeping Gargamel to have a closer look, he noticed that the wizard's left arm was bandaged just above the wrist. "Well he doesn't seem to be sickening for anything, just seems to be injured doesn't look serious maybe he's just been up all night or something? Better get out of here before Azrael comes back," Papa looked around once more and with a hop jumped up to the windowsill and then down to the ground. Azrael was nowhere to be seen. It was his lucky day.
Later that evening as the moon was rising, Gargamel woke up and had a good stretch and said to himself "Ye gads, I needed that sleep, feel so much better and ready to make magic!" he giggled to himself. "But first I've got to feed the cat, Azrael! Where you? Mangy evil creature!" Azrael replied with "Mreeoww, meerrw!" and crawled out from under the bed, he had been sleeping there all day and had not noticed their little visitor earlier that afternoon. The wizard emptied some bits of chicken into a bowl and set it down on the floor, the hungry cat ate it noisily which irritated Gargamel and he had to chide the cat by saying "Azrael, you'll give yourself a bad stomach and stop making so much noise you sound like a pig and I don't want to share my house with a pig!" The cat just ignored the insults he was so used to them that they just went right over his head.
Gargamel, then got himself a bowl and scooped some cold vegetable stew that had been sitting on top of the cold fire. He then laid the fire and lit it ready for the work he was going to do tonight, but was so hungry that he ate the stew cold anyway. Once the fire had got going properly, he put some water on to boil in a kettle and made a cup of tea for himself.
"Ahh! Just what I needed and now to work!"He drank the rest of the tea and went over to his potion shelf, he took down several of the bottles and brought them over to the table in the kitchen. He then lifted up a large cauldron from the floor of the kitchen and set it on the embers of the fire and fed some more wood from the sides. "That should keep the fire nice and hot for the spell to work" he said to Azrael, but the cat had gone back to sleep on the bed this time. "Bah! You're so lazy Azrael, maybe I should have a dog instead of you? Much more loyal and they don't scratch, but then they bite hard don't they? Maybe not then," He looked at his arm again and decided that he need to change the bandage as the old one was a dirty dark red. He winced as he removed the soiled dressing and washed the wound again, the scratches three of them were still red looking but had stopped bleeding, Gargamel decided to put some more salve on the wound and put another clean dressing on. He then got up and went to his bed and took the book from under the mattress, he brought it over to the table and opened it up.
He brought his hands up above his head, linked his fingers together and pushed, a satisfying cracking sound came from them and he got to work.
Most of the Smurfs back at the village had gone to bed and Papa was just tucking the Smurflings into their beds after he had read them a story. "Papa, why do you always read us baby stories? We would like to listen to a more exiting story ," said Nat. "No way, little Smurflings, if I did that you would not sleep all night" replied the elderly smurf with a laugh. "Aww! But it would be fun wouldn't it?" the other Smurflings all nodded their heads. "Maybe when you are a bit older, you don't need to know about the scary things in this world yet and there are things worse than being chased by an evil wizard and his cat. Now sleep it's getting late,"said Papa. "Good night Papa" replied the Smurflings as the elderly smurf blew out the candle and closed the door.
The evil wizard had by now made the special potion in the cauldron and the mixture was bubbling gently, it was black as pitch and had the consistency of tar, so the bubbles were slowly forming and popping at the surface making quite a disgusting sound. In front of him Gargamel had a knife, four small pieces of quartz no bigger than a thumbnail, a large piece of quartz that was thin and about 5 inches long and it was tied at one end with a leather thong. "Right Azrael, this is the most important part of the spell and the worst, well for me anyway," the wizard picked up the knife, walked over to the cauldron and holding his left hand over it, he took the knife and grimaced whilst he slashed open his left palm. The blood flowed freely into the black bubbling mixture and according to the book he would have to keep his hand there until the blood stopped flowing. Thankfully, it only took a couple of minutes or so, but Gargamel was feeling very sore and again had to get some bandages for his wounded hand. "Aarghh! Azrael, the things I do in order to destroy those Smurfs, why can't they just leave this area and leave us alone?" gasped the wizard as he tried not to show how much it was hurting. Azrael, just shook his head in resignation as to what horrors his master was cooking up.
Gargamel had one more ingredient to add to the mixture and those were the four small pieces of quartz, he then chanted a spell:
"Oh hear me, wizards of old, I have spilt my blood in honour of your ancient magic, grant me my wish. Bring me four tiny mannequins to do my bidding, may they be swift as the wind, dark as the deepest cave and thirsty for Smurf blood."
He threw in the quartz pieces and the mixture started to bubble more violently and for a moment turned bright red and then back to the viscous black. He carried on with the spell:
"Blood of a wizard, clay of the earth, breath of the wind, spit of a bat, foul herbs of the forests and swamps come together and become one. Legs of the Mandrake root give them motion, quartz will be their hearts, I will be their master, come alive and do my bidding without question."
When the last line had been chanted, he picked up the rod of quartz and put it round his neck, securing it with the leather thong.
There was a blinding flash from the cauldron and it knocked Gargamel off his feet and sent Azrael scurrying under the bed. Once the smoke had cleared Gargamel picked himself off from the floor. He saw four small humanoid creatures crawling out of the pot. They were half the size of a Smurf but were very skinny, shiny black with red blotches and bat wings neatly folded up on their backs.
Before he knew it they had jumped from the cauldron onto the table and he felt the evil of their red eyes boring into his head. "Stop it, I'm your master, you must obey me and only me," said Gargamel, trying to keep his composure under the onslaught of their eyes. The book never mentioned anything about the power of their eyes.
This was a good time as any to send them out to hunt for the Smurfs and to be honest, he did not want them in his house a moment longer, so with his most confident voice he gave the order "Go and destroy the Smurfs!" the little Homunculi showed their vampire fangs and as one they flew out of the window into the dark night towards the Enchanted forest and the unsuspecting sleeping Smurfs.
As soon as they left, Gargamel sat down heavily in his rocking chair, "Think I might have overdone it this time Azrael, but as long as I keep this quartz rod next to my skin then they will obey me and it will be useless to anyone else.I don't want Papa Smurf using my Homunculi against me. Come Azrael, lets clear up this mess and see what becomes of the Smurfs in the morning, hope they have an awful night, mwa,ha,ha,ha!
Azrael decided that he was going to stay under the bed and did not even bother laughing along with his master he had a feeling this wasn't going to end well for anyone.
![[Azrael]](graemlins/azrael.gif)
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Sportette
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posted 01-01-2012 02:03 PM
cool story i just read it
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Vic George The ND Guy
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posted 01-01-2012 02:39 PM
I created a Smurfs fanfiction vampire story featuring Empath called "Smurphony Of The Night".
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"Cat and mouse games really aren't much fun for us mouse types" -- Empath from "Empath The Bandit Smurf"
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Uncle Gargy
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posted 01-01-2012 02:45 PM
Thanks Sportette :-)
Vic, is your story on Fanfiction?
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Uncle Gargy
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posted 01-03-2012 11:57 AM
Just to let you know Chapter 2 of 'Vampire Smurfs' is on-line.
This time it's a bit scarier, so don't read it before bedtime. Don't want to give you nightmares
Chapter 2
Rampaging infection
It was pitch dark in the undergrowth of the forest, only the moonlight filtering through the foliage gave any light. Gargamel's mannequins were flitting from tree to tree, searching for their quarry. In their little quartz hearts, pure evil was growing and they felt that their lives depended on biting their first Smurf.
They came to a clearing where a lone shack stood, it was the home of Timber Smurf. He lived apart from the other Smurfs due to his work, but he met up with them at least once or twice a month when they came to collect the lumber that he had cut and prepared. Timber Smurf was fast asleep in his bed and was having a lovely dream when something made him wake up. He sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes and looked around, he could see nothing, so he lit a candle and got out of bed and went to the door to have a look. As soon as he unlocked the door he was pushed down onto the floor by four small black creatures, one was on his head, the other three were holding on to both his legs and his right arm. In a total panic Timber Smurf ran out of his shack screaming for help, but none came, he was alone with the creatures and although he tried with all his might to shake them off, they were stuck fast as they had sunk their teeth into his blue flesh and he could feel himself getting weaker by the second, he then collapsed onto the forest floor and lay motionless.
The creatures sat in a circle around the Smurf and waited. A couple of hours later, Timber Smurf started to come round, he felt all fuzzy as if he was not really with it, he got to his feet and stumbled back into his shack and lay down on his bed.
"What the smurf happened? I can't remember a thing, and owww! Why are my ankles hurting so much?" He looked at his feet and could see two red marks on each ankle, he also had two marks on his right wrist. "What the smurf!" but before he could finish his sentence he noticed in the gloom of his shack four pairs of little red eyes looking at him. They glowed as if made of red hot metal and he felt his mind slipping away and before he could even make a conscious decision to stop himself, he got out of bed and walked out of the shack.
The evil mannequins had him in their power and he was going to lead them straight to the Smurf village where they would feast at last.
Gargamel was having a disturbed night again, the eyes of his creations kept popping up in his dreams and he felt helpless whilst they did terrible things to him. Then he woke up with a scream of terror. "Azrael save me!" he shouted and then he realised that it was just a dream and breathing heavily he lay back down on his pillow, sweat pouring off him. His left elbow and armpit were starting to feel tender and he could feel a swelling at both sites. "Oh no, don't say that I've got an infection, my glands are up, it's that blasted cat, so full of disease. I'd better dose myself up on a healing potion fast," said Gargamel to himself. He climbed out of bed and went to his medication shelf. He had trouble opening the bottle due to his bandaged left hand, so he sat down and used his knees to steady the bottle whilst he got the stopper out. He took at big swig of the liquid inside and swallowed it quickly "Gahhh! That is revolting!", but it's supposed to be good for infections, that's what the man who sold this to me at the door said anyway. He put the bottle on the table and replaced the stopper.
"I wonder how much trouble my homunculi mannequins have wrought on the Smurfs? Hehehe! Papa Smurf will have his work cut out trying to sort out this mess and with any luck they will get him first and out of the way for good." cackled the evil wizard to himself. There was still an hour to go until Dawn and Gargamel decided to go down to the river to do some fishing, it was going to be a long day as the Homunculi would only be active in the night. He was hungry and needed to get something to eat for him and his cat. "Come Azrael, let's go down to the river for the day and maybe this evening, the real action will begin."
As they had planned, the Smurf had brought them to the edge of the Smurf village just in time. Dawn was breaking and they would soon have to find shelter from the cleansing light. As Homunculi they detested the daytime and it was painful for them to let light touch their skin but it would not kill them.
The only thing that would harm them would be if their master's body temperature went over forty degrees celcius for more than two days, but they would merely hibernate until the master was well again. But if their master died then they would be free and able to rampage across the forest attacking Smurfs, Humans and Beasts, nothing would be able to stop them. Taking the controlling quartz rod that was around Gargamel's neck would produce the same result as it he had died, so it was best for others to never remove it. Only the creator could destroy them and he would have to first trap them. Now that they had life they were not going to give it up so easily.
Timber Smurf looked a mess, his clothes were all torn and ripped, his wool hat was frayed but his skin was very pale blue, almost white and his eyes were blood red. The creatures had left him once the sun started to come up and he did not see where they went, his eyes were hurting too much and he willed himself to carry on towards the village. At least his mind felt a bit clearer now but the rest of him was very tender and he just wanted to see the other Smurfs and get some help.
Through his blurred vision, he noticed the pallor of his skin and felt panic rising from deep within himself. Half running half stumbling he ran into the village and shouted at the top of his lungs "Papa Smurf Help me! I've been attacked!" and then he collapsed onto the ground and was out cold.
Other Smurfs heard his cry for help and came running out of their mushroom houses. They all gathered around the prone Smurf on the ground and made way for Papa Smurf and Doctor Smurf to come into the centre of the circle.
"Oh my!" exclaimed the village leader. "What on earth has happened to Timber Smurf?" he added. Doctor Smurf knelt down next to Timber and got his stethoscope out and put the earpieces in his ears and the other flat end onto the prone Smurf's chest. Everyone waited with baited breath as Doctor Smurf counted, they were all sure that Timber was dead as he looked so ill! "He's alive, but only just. His heartbeat is thready at best and I'm worried about his skin tone and pallor. Hefty and Brainy can you bring the stretcher, we must get him to the clinic at once," said Doctor Smurf. "Yes, just smurfing it for you now Doc," replied the two smurfs. "What do you think could have caused this Doc?" asked Papa "Well from my quick examination just now I can deduce that he has been bled almost dry," said the Doctor. This drew a gasp of horror from the gathered Smurfs and Smurfette started to wail "No, Papa, you have to protect us from whatever is out there, it could come and attack us as well, Oh, what are we going to do?" Papa Smurf put his hands up to control the crowd who by now were getting agitated. "Smurfs listen up! We don't know what happened to Timber Smurf and until he comes round and tells us what happened we don't know what we are dealing with so please, panicking will do no good. I suggest that tonight we post sentries around the village and every other smurf makes sure that they lock their doors tonight and don't open them until given the all clear. Understood?"
The crowd of smurfs nodded and they started to disperse when Brainy and Hefty returned with the stretcher a moment later. Together, Doctor Smurf and Hefty gently lifted up the anaemic Smurf onto it and they carried him to the clinic just a few mushrooms away.
Once inside the clinic, Doctor Smurf and Papa Smurf make Timber comfortable on a bed and the Doctor starts to set up a saline drip and tries to find a vein to put the needle in, but however much he slaps the skin of both hands and inside of the elbows, no veins will come up. "That's strange, just can't get anything at all. I need to get this line into him or he will die." said the healer to himself. In the meantime Papa Smurf was in the other room making up a potion to try and wake Timber.
Just then a loud moan emanated from the pale smurf on the bed and Doctor Smurf came closer to Timber as it looked like he wanted to say something, but the physician had to get very close to the ill smurf's mouth to hear. Timber started to talk in a halting whisper "Help me..I was attacked...don't know what it was...but it was horrible...they did this to me...the creatures...never seen anything like it...tell..tell..the others...not safe at night...they stay out of the light..I'm so hungry and thirsty...so..so..hungry...for ...blood!"
Before Doctor Smurf had time to react and get out of the way, Timber had sunk his teeth into the Doctor's neck, but they were no ordinary smurf teeth they were pointed and were stuck fast. He could feel the smurf licking his neck and he was now in full panic mode and tried to beat off his attacker, he managed to twist away and fell onto the floor holding his neck. When he looked at his blue palm, he was horrified to see it covered in his own blood, he looked up and Timber Smurf was slowly getting out of the bed, his eyes were strange, it seemed as if they were glowing red, his mouth was all bloody and he had fangs! Doctor Smurf tried to crawl away from the horror that was bearing down upon him. He inched his way along the floor as his legs had refused to work, he could not even shout for Papa who was in the next room as his throat was all chocked up with blood, he almost got to the door where Papa was and then he was hit on the head by a blunt object and everything went black.
Meanwhile, Papa was totally oblivious to what had been happening on the other side of the door, he was completely immersed in his spell book and had tried about two different potions and none of them seemed right for treating Timber's strange illness. He was just about to try and smurf a third potion when a heard a 'thud' from the adjacent room. "Is that you Doctor? How is our patient, has he woken up yet?" There was no answer. "Doctor, did you hear me?" Papa shouted a little louder this time. Still no reply or sounds of movement. "Do I have to come in and speak to you, can't see why you can't come in here. I can't smurf these potions if I have to keep going out of the room!" he said in exasperation. He took a few steps towards the door and opened it.
For a moment the scene that lay before him did not register in his mind's eye. It was so outlandish that he struggled to understand what he was seeing. Doctor Smurf was lying prone on the floor face down and Timber Smurf was standing over him but had his back to Papa. "What in all of Smurfdom has happened here? What have you done to Doctor Smurf? Is that blood? My Smurf, have you killed him?" Papa screamed in shock. All of his body and soul was urging him to run for his life but he could do no more than point at the scene before him.
The smurf known as Timber Smurf slowly turned round to face the village leader, the Doctor's attacker still had pale skin but it seemed a little bluer than before, as if he was getting stronger. But the eyes, Papa could not tear his gaze away from the glowing red eyes. They seemed to call the elderly smurf, they were boring into his mind. He heard Gargamel's voice inside his head, "You ask too many questions Papa!" "This is your doing, what evil have you meddled with this time?" replied Papa using the power of thought only. "It's of no concern to you, Papa. Soon the Smurfs will be no more and there is no point in resisting, just let the hunger take you over. Mwa,ha,ha!" replied the voice of Gargamel. Papa started to say something but noticed that the eyes of Timber had glowed even brighter and he could feel his mind slipping, even the sight of blood over the front of Timber did not seem that bad anymore, he was starting to feel exited by it, he wanted it for himself, wanted to feed and taste forbidden things. His mind submerged itself as deep as it could to hide itself away from the evil that was encroaching and fogging up his morals and sensibilities.
Papa Smurf was now a Vampire Smurf, almost the same as Timber Smurf and Doctor Smurf who was just starting to come round and getting up off the floor. But Gargamel had other plans for Papa. The village leader would not be fully vampire until he was bitten by an infected Smurf.
All three of them stood in a circle facing each other and held hands. Their eyes seemed to glow even redder as dusk fell outside. They waited for their makers as now they were the slaves of the Homunculi and were compelled to do their bidding.
The Homunculi in the forest were starting to come out of their hiding place in a hollow tree just next to the village. They could communicate with their slaves by thought alone, the same way their creator communicated with them with his unconscious mind.
The feasting would start tonight when the moon rose and the 'Vampire infection' would just continue to multiply like a bacterium in a host's body until the whole Smurf population was 'unsmurfy'
To be continued.
Chapter 3: Will the Smurfs survive the night? Who will see the Dawn? How will the survivors fight against the Vampires and does Gargamel not realise that his unconscious mind is now taking over now that he is falling ill?
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Animator Smurf
Sam Gamgee Smurf
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posted 01-03-2012 12:07 PM
Vampire Smurfs is a good idea, but they would be very similiar to Purple Smurfs though. ![[GNAP!]](graemlins/gnap.gif)
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Metsu-Hadoken!
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Uncle Gargy
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posted 01-03-2012 12:10 PM
Not in my imagination there not ;-)
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Vic George The ND Guy
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posted 01-03-2012 01:00 PM
My story's on my website.
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"Cat and mouse games really aren't much fun for us mouse types" -- Empath from "Empath The Bandit Smurf"
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Squeaky Smurf
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posted 01-03-2012 01:11 PM
So do you want a Vampire Smurf? Here he is!! ![[Eek!]](eek.gif) ![[Big Grin]](biggrin.gif)
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Keep on always smurfin'!!
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Jokie Smurf
Jokie Smurf22 / Chloette / Elton John Smurf / My dog Padfoot
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posted 01-03-2012 01:56 PM
That's what I look like! (I got Countsmurfula Smurf in the smurf name generator if you didn't know)
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When people say giving is better than receiving they are talking about me. Giving someone one of my exploding presents is WAY better than receiving one. ;)
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posted 01-03-2012 02:57 PM
Wouldn't they be the same as the purple and black smurfs?
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Jokie Smurf
Jokie Smurf22 / Chloette / Elton John Smurf / My dog Padfoot
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posted 01-03-2012 04:53 PM
I think they would Smurfette.
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When people say giving is better than receiving they are talking about me. Giving someone one of my exploding presents is WAY better than receiving one. ;)
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Baraduke Brainy / De-Evolution Smurf / Space Harrier Brainy / Oingo Boingo Smurf / ToonerSmurf Inc. / Smurfus Norsmurficus / Archive Smurf
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posted 01-03-2012 08:03 PM
They would be as creepy as smurfing heck but they wouldn't be anything compared to those totally uncreepy Twilight vampires.
LOL, I like the vampire movies like those Dracula ones. I never really liked Twilight myself actually.
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Uncle Gargy
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posted 01-10-2012 10:25 AM
Just to let you know, the third chapter of 'Vampire Smurfs' is on-line.
The village is being attacked and some Smurfs will survive and others wont. Who are they? ;-)
Chapter 3
'Night of the living Smurf'
Gargamel had been on the riverbank all day and had managed to catch a couple of fish earlier in the day at around noon. He had cooked them over a fire and shared them out with Azrael. He must have dozed off for the rest of the afternoon as it was now dusk and getting dark. He had been lying in an awkward position and his back was hurting making him wince. He got up onto his feet with great difficulty and then noticed a new pain. His injured left hand looked a bit red on the fingers and then he realised that his whole hand felt numb but his fingers and the skin just above his wrist were stinging as if they were on fire.
"Ow, come Azrael, lets get back home, I need to check the wounds on my hand and change the dressing. I don't think that healing potion was any good, looks like I got fleeced again. Just you wait, if that vagabond ever comes back to sell me anything else again, he will wish he had never darkened my door!" Growled Gargamel.
The angry wizard and his cat marched off in the direction of their hovel. Except that Gargamel was finding it hard to march as such, as he was starting to feel giddy and was trying not to fall over every tree root or branch he came across.
Back at the Smurf village the residents were having a meeting in the square. No-one could find Papa Smurf, Doctor Smurf or Timber Smurf. They had gone to the clinic but it was empty but there was blood on the floor and signs of a scuffle, so this prompted the remaining Smurfs to try and work out a plan of action for that night. They did not have time to search further as it would be dark soon.
Brainy had appointed himself as the spokesperson and stood on a small mushroom pedestal to address the gathered crowd. "Everysmurf, please remain calm! We must do as Papa said, make sure we stay in our homes tonight, lock all the windows and doors and do not come out for anyone until the morning. Whatever is out there is active at night and we must protect ourselves." Hefty Smurf then came up to the pedestal and said "Brainy is right for a change," Brainy put his hand up to ask what he meant by that but thought he better not. Hefty continued "And if these creatures come inside your homes you must fight them with whatever you have, even if they are someone you recognise. We know that they look ill, remember what Timber Smurf looked like, very unsmurfy!" With that all the Smurfs ran off into their mushroom houses and started to lock themselves inside for the night.
The Smurflings were scared, they stayed rooted to the spot as the crowd dispersed. They went up to Hefty and Brainy "Who's going to look after us? We can't fight monsters by ourselves," asked Sassette. "Don't worry yourselves, I will be with you, so will Smurfette, Clumsy, Greedy and Brainy," said Hefty. "I'd better bring some supplies, I've got lots of Smurfberry pies that need eating, might as well bring them along," said Greedy and he ran off to his home. Within a few minutes he was back with a large tray of small pies, there must have been at least thirty of them. "Wow, that will keep our minds off what's happening," said Nat. The other Smurflings agreed but to be honest they did not feel like they would be able to eat a thing.
They all went to the Smurflings house and Smurfette had baby Smurf in her arms. Once all safely inside, Hefty and Brainy got on with barricading the door and windows. Clumsy and Smurfette tucked the Smurflings and Baby Smurf into bed and read them some stories to keep them occupied. No-one was kidding themselves that they were going to get any sleep this night.
It was not far to the hovel but Gargamel was finding it difficult to put one foot in front of the other and he had such a blinding headache that he found it hard to concentrate. He kept getting brief flashes of the creatures that he had created and each time it happened he had to stop and steady himself. "This is ridiculous Azrael, I feel like I'm losing my mind and it's getting a bit disconcerting now!" huffed Gargamel as he reached the door of his hovel. He pushed it open and collapsed on the stone floor throwing up a cloud of dust. "Cough, cough! However much I clean this floor it's always filthy! I wish Scrupple was still living here with us, I need someone to look after me and I do miss him even if he was annoying and sometimes it's good to hear another persons voice, no disrespect to you of course my faithful cat. Azrael, if anything happens to me promise you'll get help," the cat looked at his master with a puzzled look but replied with a gentle nudge against his master's head. Gargamel heaved himself off the floor and went to the wash basin and brought it over to the big wooden table in the kitchen.
He sat down and started to unravel his bandaged hand. He was quite disgusted by what he saw. The scratches had gone septic no doubt. The skin was going purple and wet looking. Angry red skin marked the boundary of healthy and infected flesh. He gave the infected area a prod but could feel nothing at all and he was ever more repulsed when it bubbled as if gas was trapped underneath the skin. He gave it a quick wash with some carbolic soap, dried it carefully and applied another dressing. He tried to eat some bread but could not stomach it as his headache was getting worse and he was feeling cold. He got undressed and changed into his nightshirt and got into bed, pulling an extra blanket tightly around himself. "Goodnight Azrael, hope you get a better sleep than I will tonight. At least I'm not the only one who might get a restless night. The Smurfs should be at each other's throats by now..he..he..he!" He tried to shiver himself to sleep, but the infection was taking hold and his immune system was trying to kill off the infection by turning up the thermostat. Azrael was growing concerned for his master. He climbed up onto the bed and got inside the blankets and tried his best to warm him up, but would Gargamel survive the night?
For the first hour or so nothing untoward happened in the village. The Smurflings and Baby were fast asleep. The adult Smurfs had gathered in the main room and were huddled together around the table. "So Hefty, what's the plan? Do we thrown things at them if they come in? Attack them with weapons? " asked Clumsy. "We will know what to do when the time comes, we don't even know what this illness does to them. Does it make them stronger than a normal Smurf or are they weaker?" replied Hefty. "Don't suppose saying Go away we're not interested will work either?" said Brainy the Smurfs shrugged their shoulders and stared at the candle which flickered in the centre of the table.
Just then they all heard a scratching sound on the window shutters outside. They all turned their heads to look towards the sound, everysmurf holding their breath. Scratch...scratch...scratch. Smurfette felt like shouting out in terror, but she held her hands over her mouth to keep it from escaping her lips. Hefty was walking towards the window with a baton in his hand ready to attack, when there was a second scratching sound, this time coming from the door. Scratch...scratch...scratch. Hefty moved towards the door thinking that whatever out there had merely moved position but the scratching noises started up at the window again, whilst the ones at the door got louder.
"Oh, my Smurf there are two of them! Can't you make them go away?" she whispered to Hefty. "No way I'm going out there. We are safe in here, they are trying to trick us into coming out," replied Hefty. He had only just finished his sentence when a third scratching noise started up. This time on the roof!
"Oh, you got to be kidding us," exclaimed Brainy. "They are on the roof. Now why would they be on the roof, I mean there is a window and door here, but luckily we have boarded them up and there is no way they can smurf in here. As I always say, a good lock is always smurfy..." he stopped talking when he saw the shocked expressions of his friends. "What? Why are you all staring at the fireplace, the scratching sound is over here," said Brainy. "Yes, but it's moving towards the fireplace and guess what we forgot to do?" replied Greedy Smurf who still had half a pie in his hand.
All of a sudden there was a thump and a cloud of soot came out of the chimney, for a second or two the Smurfs could not see anything and then they saw the horror of what awaited them outside.
If anyone was left outside that was. Whilst the Smurflings house was being attacked the rest of the village had put up a good fight, but it had been a losing battle for some of the Smurfs.
Vanity Smurf was the first to be bitten that night and it was Doctor Smurf who infected him. Vanity then bit Painter Smurf and then Painter went on to bite Farmer and Lazy, who was actually sleeping in all the chaos! Vanity floored Handy Smurf and the rest of the Vampire Smurfs all piled on top. Handy ended up with the most bites but alas they were not love bites from Smurfette. Thankfully the rest of the village dwellers were still safe in their homes and after trying to get in, the vampire Smurfs decided to concentrate on the Smurflings' home as the youngest blood could be found there.
In all this chaos, the other vampires did not notice that Papa Smurf did not look like them. It could have been because he had never looked like them in the first place, so it did not register that he did not have the same pale complexion as them and that his teeth were not as sharp or even pointy at all. Papa was still under the influence of the Homunculi mind control and although he was trying to fight it, he had to go where they wanted him to be. And right now his mission was to break into the house where the future of the Smurfs was sheltering.
As the soot cleared, the adult Smurfs got their first proper look at a Homunculi, it was black with red blotches, very skinny with large wings and half the size of a Smurf. But as Hefty raised his arm to attack the creature with the baton, he found himself drawn to the creature's glowing red eyes , he could not look away. The baton clattered to the floor and Hefty turned to face the other Smurfs in the room and they saw that his eyes were glowing red also. The Homunculi jumped on Hefty's back and bit him full on the neck. The Smurf screamed out in pain and fell to his knees.
Greedy was the first to react and he threw the remains of the Smurfberry pie that he had been eating at the Homunculi. He was amazed when he saw that the pie actually caused pain to the creature. As the pie hit home, smoke rose from the evil creature's head and it looked to be in great pain. "Well, I didn't think my pies were that bad! But if you hate them, here have some more!" He was standing near the tray of pies and picked up a few and gave them to Smurfette, Clumsy and Brainy and they in turn threw pies at the creature who continued to scream in pain as the red pie filling covered it's skin and caused it to blister and smoke. The creature retreated to the fireplace opened it's wings and flew up the chimney into the night.
"Oh, my Smurf! Did you see that thing? What are we going to do about Hefty. I mean look at him, he's smurfed!" screamed Brainy as he knelt down next to the deathly pale Smurf on the floor. The others joined him, but they could not find a pulse and together they cried for their friend.
But they did not have time to grieve for long as the scratching started up again, this time at the door...scratch...scratch...scratch. "I'm going to stay with the Smurflings and Baby in their bedroom. I suggest you come with me," shouted Smurfette. "I'll bring the rest of the pies," said Greedy. Clumsy was too shocked to say anything but covered up his friend on the floor with a blanket. Brainy was in the kitchen getting some more weapons.
They all piled into the bedroom and barricaded the door with whatever they could find. The Smurflings were wide awake and had been crying, only Baby Smurf was still fast asleep. "Come on , we need to move this bunk bed against the door," said Brainy and together he and Greedy pushed the heavy piece of furniture in front of the opening. Clumsy and Smurfette got Baby out of bed and coaxed the Smurflings to come with them to the centre of the room. The only window in the bedroom was barricaded and at least there was no chimney. The Smurfs all huddled on the floor with the youngsters in the middle. All they could hear outside was screaming and shouts for help. They were in darkness as they had left the matches for the candles out in the kitchen. The incessant scratching started up again. This time on the bedroom window shutters, it went right through their souls...scratch...scratch...scratch! Then at the bedroom door another sound, bang..bang...bang! Greedy got up from the floor and tip toed to the door and looked through the keyhole. He could see Hefty standing at the door, he started to try and move the bunk bed to let him in "Quick! It's Hefty, he's not dead. Look he wants to come in!" Brainy got up to have a look and pulled Greedy back onto the floor "Shush! can't you see he's a vampire? I mean did you not see how pale looking he was?" whispered Brainy. Greedy looked shocked that he had almost put everyone in danger.
Smurfette could stand it no longer and did the only thing that would make her feel happy and block out the sound, she started to sing.
"La,la,la,la,la, sing a happy song!'
La,la,la,la,la, Smurf the whole day long!'
All the Smurfs in the huddle joined in and they sang loud and strong and the song itself gave them the strength to deal with the horrors that were closing in on them from all sides. But unknown to them the song was doing much more than raising their spirits. It was repelling the Homunculi, even the vampire Smurfs could not stand their singing and they all started to move away from the house. Even Hefty Smurf was repulsed by the singing and he opened up the front door and ran off into the night together with his new brethren. Dawn was breaking and the vampire Smurfs would have to find shelter from the light. The Homuculi in the meantime were not feeling that well as their master was getting a high temperature. They just about made it into their hollow tree until they had to hibernate. Papa Smurf saw where they went and now that his mind was clear he knew what he must do to save the remaining Smurfs.
To be continued.
Chapter 4: Will Papa be able to save Gargamel's life? What will happen to the vampire Smurfs. Will the nightmare end before the next night comes?
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