"High Stakes in L.A"

Films: Count Yorga, Vampire (1970), The Return of Count Yorga (1971)

Alias: None

Type: Mystical

Location: Civilized area

Height/Weight: That of an average human.

Affiliation: Evil

Summary: One has to ask what would happen if Dracula shipped himself westward during the modern day. If that happened, it would turn out a lot like this. The only difference being that we couldn't get Drac, so we settled on the equally suave yet savage Count Yorga.

History: Tired of his home in Bulgaria, Count Yorga saw it fit to spread the vampire scourge in the big U.S.A. His destination was Los Angeles, seeing how we all wanna start out big. It didn't take long for him to amass an army of vampire brides at his beck and call.

Notable Kills: Nothing special. Most of the time, his brides do the dirty work.

Final Fate: In his first outing, he's shanked by a stake, and turns to ash and dust. In his second coming (he got better...somehow), he gets an axe to the chest before being pushed off a building. However, in both instances, there's always someone still infected by the vampire plague to spread his influence.

Powers/Abilities: If you're bitten by Yorga, the vampire curse STAYS until death. He can also hypnotize others into submission.

Weakness: Stakes and sunlight.

Scariness Factor: 4-Yorga is basically what would happen if Hammer's Dracula was somehow even more unhinged than before. While he's a bit more sophisticated, and even develops a fondness for old vampire films later on, he's got teeth like a piranha and he's not afraid to use them.

Trivia: -There was going to be a third Yorga film featuring the battered vampire organizing a vampire hobo army under the sewers, but it never came to be.

-Yorga, at least in the Aboriginal language, actually means "woman". Someone probably should have checked a dictionary first.

Image Gallery

Deathmaster? He really is full of himself the moment he got laid.

He return as...whatever the heck this thing is.

There goes any of that suaveness. Now, you're the animal we all know you for.
"Stop scaring my ladies, my pet!"

Take a moment to look at Yorga's handiwork.

Yorga's no longer holding back, is what we're saying.

Well, he certainly wasted no time getting around.

The night skies shall run red today.

He's not Dracula. Look elsewhere.

Let's scatter these ashes across the Ganges river. It's rather befitting.

"Wait, you did WHAT with my ashes?!"