Malk won't get off this werewolf paranoia. Usually she's pretty reliable, but we've been keeping our eyes peeled and there's been no sign of them. The guys our host had us take care of sure as shit weren't werewolves, just weird paramilitary types. Still, we've decided to make a break for the east coast to shut her up, it's closer and more importantly very population dense, so it should hopefully assuage her werewolf fears. But it also means contact with other Cainites is more likely, especially Camarilla types that don't like our kind. Priest is already talking about needing to make emergency ghouls once we're past the blue ridge.

Wish us luck on the roads, we're leaving Fiendtown.

>>96696264 BASED OP image
Dude he's a malk, he's CLEARLY got MAAAAJOR OCD or something

>>96696335
I shamelessly stole it from an anon in the last thread

>>96696307
Your local lunatic isn't wrong. The wolves ARE watching you, but they aren't watching *you* exactly. They are watching your shadows from the space between light and shadow, watching the snarling curse that rides alongside our souls.
Odds are, they want to know if giving you all the Final Death would do anything useful in their eternal war against humanity's avarice, or if you are just trespassing where you don't belong.
Avoid anything reflective that is large enough for an angry dog to leap through until you put a hundred or so miles between you and where ever your oracle started freaking out.
I would HIGHLY suggest against making any ablative ghouls as well. They might not like humanity, but they hate us even more, and watching your pour your curse into another might flip the feral switch and send them moon mad after ya.
>>96696335
If you value your endless night, always heed the resident Malk. The fractured mirror of their mind reflects more of reality than our... your mostly intact one.

>>96696264
The Camarilla arrived tonight.
The Methuselah came out as well.
part of the city has been a disaster zone, theyve been fighting since the sun went down.

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What the fuck we just left and the whole area of our host's haven is on fire. We're tearing down the highway at fuck you speed, and we won't be stopping until the sun makes us bunker down. Will update when I can.

>>96696560
Got anything more actionable than "avoid mirrors", Mr. I Know Everything About Werewolves? They're magical savages, not noble savages. No such thing. I know silver is the only way to put them down short of hitting one with a truck and backing over it three times. Got a 12-gauge loaded with silver shrapnel right now.

>>96697175
Everything? Hardly. I just know more than most. It's not just mirrors. They were moving between worlds before mirrors existed, you know. It's any reflective surface. My first 'friendly' encounter started with them stepping out of a very shiny glacier cave wall I was hiding in.
They aren't savages either, even if they are savage. Nothing is stopping a wolf from dressing up like a Toreador going to Elysium or having a PhD. Do not think them simple beasts or brutes, even if they seem it.
Yes, silver is your best weapon against them, but your best defense is simply being beneath their notice. They have far better things to do spending their short lives on. You are making the best move and getting the fuck out of there.
That is really the single best move you can make if you suspect, even vaguely, that a pack of wolves is sniffing around you. Leave. Very fast and very far, before any of them decide to step out of a particularly shiny puddle.

Good to see this up again, I might pick up Scholar or some of the other characters if I can remember where I put the info. Welcome Back Frens

>>96697333
Why do I keep coming here, every night it's some new flavor of 'hey, this might fucking kill you if you even think about it in the wrong way'. Jesus Christ.
Ignoring the whole eternal war on avarice thing, because I should probably annoy my Sire about elevated concepts, it's her favorite thing in the world to be high-concept, what actively would piss a werewolf off more than just being a vampire in their vague vicinity does? What specifically to avoid doing if I don't want to get their attention? It's probably not something in my control at all, since, again, my Sire's in the picture, and there's other vampires around, so I'm probably already not very interesting to whatever werewolves might be around, but just in case.
>>96697333
>silver
What, it actually for real works, like in fucking fairy tales? I guess that explains a whole lot about my Sire's decorations of choice. So much silvery shit. Even her fence seems to be made of the stuff. She doesn't seem to mind huge mirrors much, though; is there any way to make a reflective surface not let werewolves through?

>>96696560
We are the seers for a reason
>>96697175
When hunting howlers, theres few problems silver wont fix, Fire is a good solution as well.
If all else fails, give them a good scratch, but only as a last resort.
Theres about 13 different things i could tell you, im certain you'll discern the nuggets of truth from my northern words, they tend to point people in the right direction

>>96696980
Whose side has the Methuselah been on so far?

>>96699752
independant. They were in the sleep of ages since before the convention. It was panicked, starving and angry. Its a miracle they contained it and prevented masquerade breaches
Dont know what clan to make it for my characters little lore story, arent most of the methuselahs named?

I'm in Chicago right now.

They unironically sent the fucking military to patrol the streets. "This was never going to happen" my fucking ass. Some bootlicker fledgelings came up with them. But keep it up, authoritarian retards don't know what's coming. Be sure you're in the correct side before we get things done.

>>96700281
It's always funny watching some of them try to make a deal with usthem. If they're lucky it's a trip to a blacksite, if they're unlucky some religious creeps will drag them away for... something. Guess the dead CAN be afraid.

>>96699793
Yeah but that 'most' still leaves a good window for original content, provided you act reasonable and don't make a hundred Methuselahs out of thin air. Besides, it's WoD, information is always flawed and most things are adjustible based on player and ST preference. Only a very deranged man is going to try to make Totentanz, Kuei-Jin, Mages and Mummies fit together, for instance. And ultimately, even splats themselves conflict about information, depending on the perspective. Look at how VtM treats the Beast vs what woofs say the Beast is. Imo if you're making a story, there always is going to be a narrative spot for an extra Methuselah, even in fifty years when there's a total of 500 named Methuselahs in official content. There's lots of options to make that work without any sort of canon bending and fuckery, too; for instance, check out the Feast of Folly, when Cappadocians got culled. 12,000 Cappadocian vamps, in the fucking Middle Ages. 12,000 vamps! From one clan! Sure, most of them were probably pretty fresh, and most of them died, and this was expressly an inordinate amount, but surely there were hundred of potential future Methuselahs there. And it wasn't even the full clan.

Update. Just got out of daysleep. Fuckin' hungry. Tried to make the argument we need shovelheads not ghouls but it didn't work. Which isn't surprising because it's a bad argument, I just don't want to be feeding a bunch of mortals. It's my blood and Ghouls piss me off. Disgusting junkie sycophants.

We're well out of the mountains now, can't even see the blue ridge anymore. Malk's partially calmed down. Hence why we need the ghouls. This is vampire country; we need protection against those who know how to hit us when we're asleep.

Nothing about last night made any sense. We stayed with that Tzimisce for three nights. We 86'd the world's best funded and worst trained hunters on the first night. Everything was silent for the next two, we know they didn't get a chance to signal for help. He'd held that domain, very unsubtly, for at least a century. But less than an hour after we leave and his haven is lit on fire? And it's a bad burn, turned into a small-scale forest fire before firemen put it out. Source: the internet. The timing is too specific to be a coincidence, but none of us saw it coming. Even the seer looked surprised when we saw the fire creep over the ridgeline, despite her harping on about not tarrying around the wolf. It's not even like that Tzimisce's domain was close to the mine, it was practically the over side of the state!

We're all headed out now to find ourselves some Renfields.

>>96697333
Please take the wolf dick out of your mouth. checked

>>96699564
Fire huh? Well, that's a double-edged sword, being what we are.

Buenos noches niños
How’ve things been? It’s good to see the site back up, the lepers are always hard at work teasing our secrets out of us. Things have been calm here. Our fool of a prince seems to have grown in wisdom some. He’s allowed a few more of my clan to stay under my supervision. It’s nice seeing fellow magisters near by. More wayward youth to put under my guidance. Even a fortunate shovel head.
>>96700794
Careful in those mountains. There are old things there. Older than the wolves and their spirits even.
Shame about your fiend friend’s domain. He may hold you liable for that. If so, well I can’t lie to you about your chances, but you have my sympathies.

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Huh... Paragon has dissapeared... like it never existed. Lost all contacts in San Fransico and other places too. That's a shame.

Now I'm just floating in the Caribbean sea in the middle of nowhere. What the fuck?

My online group disbanded :(

>>96702090
:(

>>96702090
Break out the sad Jimmy Buffet music. Why don’t you head to key west? Plenty of swimmers and partiers to get wasted off of.

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>>96702090
Now that is surprising! Is Paragon perhaps some form of mystical Terra Incognita? Should you desire something to occupy your time, Monsieur Shark, mayhaps you'd be willing to retrieve something from the Tremere chantry in Jacksonville? A small, oval gemstone about the size of a quarter, brilliantly green and perfectly smooth. It was embedded in the body of the late Prince/Sheriff and I'd like to study it.

Speaking of Princes, Harry and I managed to reunite with Baron Christopher and Monsieur Wu, whereupon we met with Prince Vigo. For a Gangrel, he's rather charming, even somewhat posh! Most of the talk was rather uninteresting: affirmations of a united front in the face of the Sabbat threat, discussions of resources that can be called upon, those sorts of things. Our next stop is Jaxport: Christopher received word of a boat that is due to arrive which is believed to be carrying additional weapons and fighters for the Sword of Caine. Since Jaxport is territory granted to the Giovanni by the former Prince, it would be unseemly for members of the Camarilla to be snooping around, so Christopher has offered to handle the situation as a gesture of friendship. Voyons ce qui se passe.

Sorry about your group disbanding.

>>96697705
Ignorance is bliss, but knowledge is power. Would you rather know how bad things really are before or after everything goes horribly wrong?
As for what actively pisses wolves off: The despoiling of nature. They worship the Earth Mother, and look at what humans, and by extension us, are doing to Her. Show you aren't about raping and pillaging the mother of all, and do a little ecological terrorism. Blow up an oil refinery, destroy a lumber mill, sink a fish trawler. Stuff like that.
Another tactic is to keep to the rhythm of life. We are static beings, locked in the moment of our deaths, unchanging and unnatural. Try to change, try to grow, try to act like you still have a heart beat and a belly that hungers for bread, not blood. Do not fall into the endless night routine like so many of our kind. The wolves can smell the pattern weaver upon you, and the second thing they hate the most is the pattern weaver. The pattern is also why your sire doesn't worry so much about having mirrors: The more static and stagnate a place is, the tighter the pattern between worlds, making it harder for the wolves to step between. Not impossible, but check if those mirrors are the classic silver backed sort. That's an extra layer of nope. If you want some subtle protection, get yourself a fist full of silver rings to wear. Both stylish and practical.
>>96700794
God forbid I share the experience I have with the young and ignorant about one of the few things lurking the night that even Elders shudder at the thought of. I have a very well earned respect for the eight foot tall walking murder machines, and you should too.

Waste of good goddamn blood... we got five mortals tied up in our temp haven, got them dosed with the first round of vitae. Two more nights of this crap and they'll be worth something. Nights like this I just feel the clan curse in the back of my throat, I wanna hit something.

>>96701053
English clearly isn't your first language if you think I'll need to worry about the Tzimisce. Fire that big? He's ash in the wind. That was an intentional burn, with clockwork precision right after we left. Final Death, no doubt about it. I'm trying to figure out the who and how. Also, we're well out of the mountains now. No more fucking werewolves. Now we just gotta be worried about Camarilla ghouls trying to torch us during the day.

>>96704016
God forbid you stop acting like an arrogant know-it-all is more like it. I've been Nomadic Sabbat for multiple decades, I know the basics of Werewolves. I've even had brushes with them before, one actually went violent. They're fast, they can come out of seemingly nowhere, their claws rip through almost anything, they don't fight fair and love jumping. Stay mobile, avoid anywhere with short lines of sight, avoid close combat. Silver bullets, the bigger the better. Best if you can single them out. Better if you can avoid them entirely. I respect them insofar as I respected a grizzly bear in life. I respect the threat they pose, but I don't respect them.

But this noble savage eco warrior crap is laughable. Besides which, if it actually was your tree-hugging dogmen behind the torching of our old host's haven, why the hell would they do an uncontrolled burn through an old forest? Doesn't make any damn sense. Cut the crap or shut the hell up.

>>96702090
my condolences

>>96704177
Again, I don't know it all. But I know more than most. My knowledge is pretty out of date, been half a century and change since I had my last friendly encounter, but their traditions have remained mostly unchanged since the era of sharpened stone and agriculture being a novel concept.
You are quite correct in the best method of fighting them, but we both know fighting them is an absolutely horrible idea, only done when there is no other option or you have stacked the odds so heavily in your favor that only a fuck up of literally epic proportions could turn it against you.
And they are most certainly not noble savages. They are warriors fighting an endless war with no chance of victory, because no matter how much they rip and tear, humanity's industrial might is something that a few angry hounds simply can not overthrow. No matter how many lumberjacks, roughnecks, miners and other despoilers of the earth they rip apart, there are an endless tide of humanity ready to replace them.
As for why they would torch the forest, when was the last time that forest caught fire? Because forest fires are a natural part of the world, and there are many plants that actually rely on them. Certain evergreens have cones that ONLY open when they are exposed to a forest fire. Cleansing the undergrowth allows new life to spring forth. If a tree can not survive the inferno, it will topple and allow saplings the chance to reach the sky.
These are not green peace flag waving hippies preaching peace and love. They are the embodiment of the phrase "Nature is red in tooth and claw."

>>96704016
>Would you rather know how bad things really are before or after everything goes horribly wrong?
That's a really uncomfortable question to think about. I mean, I guess I prefer being safer, and I sure am now. But life was easier back when I didn't know all this shit. And I still know barely anything, which is really bad, because now I have a vague idea of just how much shit is out there, potentially interested in disassembling me. Shit's worrying.
And it's not like I can really choose ignorance know, I'm not going to just somehow forget I am a vampire or that there's fucking werewolves out there who would tolerate my existence only if I spent some time fucking with Big Oil and Big Lumber and maybe Big Fish. So I guess knowledge's preferable.
It still kind of sucks. Especially the feeling of relative powerlessness. Like, the first month I was a vampire, it felt kind of great. If I drank enough I could lift a fridge like it's nothing, and even the little bit of magic fuckery I could do beyond that was really something. I don't really have to fight people, but to have that sort of power felt really good.
And I just keep finding out how little it actually matters in the greater scheme of things. Apocalyptic prehistoric vamps, flesh-shapers, blood-sorcerers, fairies who I bet are also spooky, and now werewolves who can possibly gut me through the mirror above my bathroom sink. Obviously, I was even more of a potential victim before I got made into a vampire, and I'm way better off now, but still.
>Not impossible, but check if those mirrors are the classic silver backed sort.
I have absolutely no clue how to check for that, but I can try. Until I do so, I guess a bunch are really old, especially a big one she keeps in her reading room? It's also one of the places where she keeps a shiny, maybe-silver sword, now that I think about it. Can Werewolves see shit reflective surfaces? Could it be some sort of 'don't fuck with me, please' statement?

>>96705234
See shit through*, hauling another fucking statue and posting from my phone in the gaps, condolences to whoever reads it. Again stuck with the Dreyfus nerd 'sister', btw, she is exactly as annoying but now about another 130-year-old piece of political gossip. At least this time the statue is not something human-sized, so maybe there isn't a Fiend hiding in it, unless it's a really, really small Fiend.
>>96704373
So they're all for survival of the fittest and nature being bloody, but they also don't like vampires more than humans, all while vampires seem like a sort of natural predator for humans. That sounds dumb, but I guess I'm not a nature-worshipping wolf man so I don't see the spiritual side of things, which apparently is there.
Thanks for the info, by the way, it's all appreciated. I'm definitely better off finding out werewolves exist now, and not when I see one step out of a reflective enough glass door or something.

>>96705277
To my, admittedly limited knowledge, Lupines posses factional divides much like our clans, with their own methods and philosophies. One of our founding temples in Egypt even has an alliance with a group of Lupines; albeit a rather shaky one. Mayhaps your Sire has a similar agreement? Could serve as a question for you to learn more about her, if you so desire.

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>>96703428
Might take you up on that offer

>>96703547
I don't even know... I guess Paragon is a weird name for a city/island... perhaps I pissed off a Malk or Ravnos elder? I was on that place for months, and now I'm questioning reality

Well, sure. I might do your thing. Anything to come back to normalcy, or whatever passes for normal to a gore-enthusiast maniac like me

>>96705234
>>96704373

If ye’ve not friends enough to face a werewolf, ye’d best start makin’ some. They’re brutish things, most fearsome when their blood is hottest, but dull of wit all the same. Easy enough to trick, to trap, and to bring down with numbers. They were a terror in my younger nights, when a gun spat but a single shot, but now? Ye can lace the air with silver before they’ve loosed so much as a growl.

Still, never let them catch ye unawares. Keep to the darkness, better yet, become the darkness, and let the beast wither from within before it even knows yer there.

>>96699793
There could be more Methuselahs than conventionally assumed, especially from the clans and bloodlines that have a tendency to feck off and do their own thing. Hell, a lot of them probably might not even be recognizable as conventional Cainites

>>96704373
How on earth can I take you seriously when you claim to have had a friendly encounter with one of the fuzzy mongoloids, and every other word out of your mouth about them is full of reverence? "They're not noble savages, they're warriors fighting an endless war". The fuck are you, their PR guy? Ooh, they're so powerful, don't even think about fighting them unless you have more ghouls than God! But they get their asses kicked by sheer weight of lumberjacks? Fuckin' stupid.

We're so far into the 'burbs now that I can smell the astroturf. Makes hunting a pain in the ass. So you can drop the apologia for fuzzy wuzzy, because it isn't relevant anymore.

>>96702090
Must have been a true mage who removed it from existence.

>>96704373
yes yes werewolfs are quite strong, but generally speaking if you give them enough metaphorical rope they hang themselves, try asking them where the other werebears and werehogs went. or how killing a low wage pentex janitor or nature loving hiker is saving gaia.

Ok, how the FUCK are we supposed to make money? I'm (un)living wrapped up in a tarp in the back of my van (I have the windows taped over with cardboard, it is not ideal). I've run out of what little I had saved up from before, now I can't even afford to fuel up and move out of the Walmart parking lot. It's not like I can just get a job, and do not fucking suggest I work night shift, you're not funny.

>>96709814
Aye, I leave that to me Giorgios, I do. What need have I of coin? What I want I take, and seldom do I crave aught that calls for money.

>>96710315
Apologies for missing our rendez-vous, fair one.
As I neared the agreed-upon location, I spotted a pair of kindred stalking me from the gloom.

As of right now, yours truly is haunting the loft of an old Canal house.
Alas, I must attend to my guests.
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>>96705277
If the mirrors weren't made in the last century, they are 100% silver backed. Hell, might just be highly polished silver. I'm not sure if wolves can see through reflective surfaces like a window. The space between they travel is, for lack of a better world, entirely based on vibes. Would you consider your vibes to be rancid and in need to cleansing from the world? We are all monsters, but we don't need to be monstrous.
Kindred are not natural. We are walking corpses that burst into flames if exposed to direct sunlight, can defy the literal laws of physics with our disciplines, and remain completely unchanged by the ravages of time until our final death. We are a blockage in the cycle of life.

>>96707453
Yup. That's why I still exist. Surprisingly enough, there is a pack of wolves who actually prefer to use words before claws.

>>96708996
Take me seriously or take me the fool, I merely tell my stories and share my knowledge of the things I know. I think everyone would benefit knowing more instead of less about the wolves. You are always welcome to do your own research if you find my view biased.

>>96709802
No amount of fury can protect you from existential dread. I just avoid 'em as best I can, and point them in the direction of any new wildcat oil rigs I've seen if I can't.

>>96709814
Guessing you are a fellow feral freak. Ghoul yourself a murder of crows. Teach them to steal money, jewelry, coins and the like. You can also order house pets to give you all the valuables in said house. Turning into a cloud to break and enter also works.

>>96711554
ddo you have website i can use? don't wanna write my adress here

>>96712438
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>>96712482
great thank

>>96712406
How fares the countryside outlander? The Lycan have always assumed we are ridden with worms so they are hostile by default. We would probably get along much better if that assumption was disproven.
City folk like myself have been having a lot of trouble recently. the Methuselah has finally been steaked and shipped off to who knows where. It was an 5th Generation Brujah, turns out the coffin was found in ancient lebanon and moved here back in the 70s. It was being kept in the back of a museums deep storage until he woke up, very very hungry. My phone started telling me to HIDE about an hour before, so i heeded the clear warnings.
The city is going to take months to recover, we lost a good dozen or so locals.

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Good night to all.

I am posting on behalf of a group interested in locating a Tzimisce fugitive. She most frequently refers to herself as 'Countess Palatine', Palatine for short from here on, because there's far too many Countesses to use that part of her title. She far too frequently goes through pseudonym given names, so listing any would be worthless. We've not thus far managed to tie her to a specific mortal identity, which is unsurprising given that she probably last was physically capable of passing for a regular mortal a long while ago. She still appears to be fairly old. Her latest period of activity dates back to around a month ago, focused on the East Coast of United States, specifically in Connecticut, but following our discovery of her activities and disruption of her efforts, she appears to have relocated elsewhere, possibly not to usual Sabbat strongholds.

The Prince of Bridgeport and surrounding areas offers appropriate rewards, from simple money and other physical objects to favors and such, to whoever provides valuable information on the location of the Palatine, or brings her corpse in. He also wishes to extend a warning to avoid dealing with her, as she's proven to be on the more dangerous and reckless end of the Sabbat spectrum, though I'd imagine that much is obvious. I've been encouraged to answer questions about her habits, her underlings, as well as her creations, if necessary, along with most other topics.

Attached is a reproduction of a portrait from one of her Havens. The original had a pulse, naturally.

>>96713840
Quite the specimen. I'll ask Mi Calliente if she knows her.

>>96696307
Like just so you know, the paranoia is non-negotiable. Even if you shift them off werewolves it will be something else.

>>96700281
>muh chicago
Is there anything worth noting there aside from the Start of Leyline 66 and being the first blood bank? It's a bit drole for Kindred to give two shits about authoritarianism considering. Place still smells of onions?

>>96709814
Lol break laws dummy. Hell most people find the swoon attractive enough that you can literally start a cult by feeding on people. Build a herd, make a product, sell smack. Better yet, go find the most productive criminals in your area and sell them IMMORTALITY, a few ghouls go a long way if your careful. Just stop being a chump, try to apply yourself,
>TRY TO TRY FLEDGELING.

>>96696264
May your nights be uneventful. Lately, I've adopted a rise and grind mindset to cope with my stupid un-life. Whenever I'm not doing some inane errand with the coterie or studying thaumaturgy, I try to work on myself picking up odd skills here and there and trying to set up non-masquerade-breaking income streams. The only thing that keeps me pushing through all this busywork is the thought of pleasing my Sire. The way she looks at me when I get the hang of a new ritual or spell makes me so happy.

>>96709814
I work online gig jobs to pay rent. My nights are very busy. Do you happen to have a passion for graphic design or copywriting? Jokes aside, why not just steal the cash or ghoul some big money maker?

>>96711554
Do you have any sorcerer's grimoires, preferably uncursed? I can only pay with money.

>>96715581
Our pricing is fair and balanced, but non-negotiable!
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>>96715610
Eh, it was worth a shot. Another time then

>>96715610
How can you tell if it's a real mage's hand?

The frightening thing, Mark thought to himself, is that Detective Malkavian is actually an okay detective. Sure he’s talking to himself half the time, muttering about dutch angles (abhorrent) and modern media (horiffying), but he’s pursuing leads. He’s interviewing, he’s investigating. The last person to see the necklace, the local pawn shops, the local mystics. As a gumshoe, Detective Malkavian was okay. As a modern day detective, using the electric tools and surveillance, he was hopeless.

Mark didn’t know how old Detective Malkavian was but old enough, was his guess. That didn’t matter much to Mark. He didn’t actually want to solve mysteries, he hated mysteries. The chill up the spine was a clear sign for him to exit. On the rare chance that, despite his best efforts, a mystery found him, he reacted the same. He froze, he was aware of course. He wasn’t passed out. He turned rigid, like a statue. This had been how his sire had taken him, and it was his constant of these nights.

“Detective” He said trying to keep a happy infliction out of his voice “Another Dead End, Eh? Time to call it a night?” But Detective Malkavian was nothing if not determined. “No, we will have to use our enhanced methods.” The Detective nodded “Yes, I’ll need to speak with Tod.” “Todd?” Mark asked and when the detective nodded a second time, "Tod." Mark relaxed. Finally, something normal.

The next day, at the Abandoned Slaughterhouse, Mark realized that perhaps it would not be so normal. When he started seeing the stitched together statues, he realized. It would not be normal. Still Mark, the thrilling spring-steel of his nerves vibrating at an increasing frequency carried on. He would not disappoint his Saviour and sponsor. He stepped forward as Detective Malkavian sang out “Tod, Tod!” which echoed against the steel of the slaughterhouse.

>>96715757
It was then that Mark felt the hand against his shoulder from out of the darkness. He tried to scream but he could not , he tried to run but mark could not. He watched as Tod, walked by him. He looked skeletal but his ribs were too big , they were rent open and bent, moving, like a bug or eventually it dawned on Mark. Like a centipede. Mark watched in pant-pissing terror as the creature looked back, his face bisected. The Top half looking human almost mirthful from his top lip and up. A normal lip, a normal nose, a normal cheekbones, a normal set of eyes, a normal forehead. The bottom-half looked like something enlarged from a national geographic about ants, it was full of fangs, and mandibles and stiff bristling hairs.

It looked back glibly at Mark, seemingly recognizing and chortling at Mark’s paralysized terror as it carefully bringing a skeletal finger to it’s horror of a mouth as if to Shhhhhhh Mark before returning to creep on Detective Malkavian. He took one lurching but silent step as Detective Malkavian called out “Tod Tod” before checking back on Mark, posively gleeful but silent.

Two steps and looking at Mark again

Three steps and then

>>96715764
It pounces.

Mark wanted to warn Detective Malkavian but he couldn’t. The Two long skeletal creature with the Centipede middle leapt on the Malkavian, his middle wrapping about him like a bug his too tall arms. He wanted to help his mentor and sponsor , he wasn’t a coward. But he couldn’t do anything. He couldn’t move, he couldn’t speak.

He could only watch.

>>96715747
Whether or not you can do that sort of thing is what separates the pros from the cons!

>>96709814
I suppose there's a reason half of all Toreadors embraced in this century get an OnlyFans and/or similar websites' account.

>>96715865
>half
>>>half
You've just not been looking hard enough.
Even hunters are starting to notice.

>>96709814
>how to make money?
Ghoul a bunch of wannabe starlets in your local clubs and have them start their onlyfans. I got 10 under my belt currently and all it takes is just little bit of blood.
Start small fellow kindred, may your nights be uneventful.

>>96716013
Can we call hunters paypigs from now on? Pretty please?

>>96715769
What happened?!

>>96713921
Thank you, that is appreciated. In the case your Calliente, whatever they are exactly, doesn't recognize the title or the portrait, they may recognize the Palatine's handiwork, a thing called Mutihorn. It's still alive, if Tzimisce warbeasts count as alive. I'll need a bit to get the image we have of it, and censor some very particular elements of it. The thing is very, very conspicuous, and I personally suspect that she must've either had help making it, or at least bragged about it to other flesh-shapers of note, given how much trouble it gave me, the Prince, and my coterie every time any of us had the misfortune of encountering it.
>>96707453
On the subject of horrifying beasts, do you (or anybody else with experience in the matter) have any pointers for attempting diplomacy with werewolves? I believe I may have to do some in near future. Fleeing is not an option for me, and neither is trying to throw numbers at the pack in question. Do offerings of notable ecologically-damaging individuals, or some sort of specific items, help? Blowing up oil rigs and so on would be a bit much, but I think me and mine can manage to find a sufficiently replaceable oil executive or something equivalent.
And what else is there, besides offerings, being less of a problem than something else, and having common enemies?

>>96716112
FIND OUT NEXT TIME ON THE GLORIOUS ADVENTURES OF
>DETECTIVE MALKAVIAN

>>96716235
You just don't know with the wulvers. I guess they have their cliques the way we do. Most wulves however will kill vamps over more or less anything. it's a bit like a walking oilspill offering the exec, they'll probably kill the exec but they aren't going to let the walking abomination just walk away.

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>>96713815
It is a rapidly cooling endless expanse of forest and tundra at the moment. I'm currently trespassing in the last weather monitoring station I know of, prepping for the long march across the endless night of the Artic circle. I figure plenty of us are worm ridden. How many of us have rotten, putrid souls beneath our flawless skin? And my sympathy at the bronze age bastard butchering your... friends? Or at least folks you didn't despise.
>>96713840
That shit is why the wolves want to kill us. Even I look at that and feel the urge to purge an abomination against the world. I am so thankful Fiends don't travel much.
>>96716235
If you can kidnap a CEO or some other high ranking despoiler of nature and offer the fucker to the wolves tied up and at their tender mercy, you will certainly have a foot in the door. Also, an offering of land works. Ensure some lovely piece of untouched wilderness remains untouched, and they'll hear you out. I am sure you've got the coin to achieve such.

With that, it's time for me to step out into the long dark. Gonna be a while, so stay safe out there.

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>>96716235
And here is Mutihorn.
I can offer the following, if lacking, insight in the case you encounter this specific thing, or ones made with it as a template, which is a fairly concerning probability. Overall, high ground and tight spaces are an intuitive, yet sort of advantage to use against it. The thing is flexible enough to force itself into small buildings, strong enough to break through very thick, strong walls, and it can leap to frightening heights, along with bending its limbs at angles sufficient to, if violently and destructively, scale buildings. Its flesh regenerates with horrifying speed, its 'mane' and 'tail' are prehensile, usually at the worst and least expected times, its eyes operate individually, letting it focus on threats from all angles, and the gut-arms can open. Also, the fluids it spreads are a sort of alive acid, a mess of microorganisms that seek to dissolve flesh to multiply. It is very prone to charging at things if it can, so it is somewhat possible to bait it into doing that. Once it picks up sufficient speed, 70 or so miles an hour or more, it seems to struggle somewhat with steering. Which is usually a problem for whatever is in its way, not for itself.
It is not very pleasant to deal with.

>>96716382
>>96717343
Thank you for your advice and assistance. If I do not get incenirated by werewolf claw within a few months, I'll probably have this place to thank for that.
>I am sure you've got the coin to achieve such.
Easily, I was a yuppie in mortal life and my Sire insists I maintain that lifestyle and the income. My accountant will not be content with me buying a random piece of, let's say, Maine land for 'recreational purposes', especially since it'd really be just a dead weight I'd be best off eventually signing off to some sort of wildlife charity as to not have it hang over me uselessly, but getting chewed out by a mortal is an okay price for having a bargain chip with the werewolves. I'm surprised just bribing them with nature preserves isn't a more common strategy of dealing with them, if it actually works.
I guess they don't quite tolerate oil spills trying to game the eco-warfare system. Hopefully it works out at least once.

May you return safely.

Is it weird that I still get seasonal depression? Does that make me a thinblood?

Greetings all, I am using Scholar's account to inform you that he is currently in mourning as his eldest childe has passed away and thus is unable to take part in discussion and conversation however he wishes you all well.
-Kakophoni

>>96716235
>whatever they are exactly
She is a Mexican Tzimisce. She's been moving her haven into Texas after the sabbat didnt take kindly to her joining the Camarilla. I speak to her over the phone, we're quite close.
>>96717360
Quite the Vohzd! based on its difficulty steering when charging i think you could possibly lure the hideous mess over a canyon? let it go splat perhaps?
>>96717343
were quite wormy, but not in the way the Lycans think.
And thank you, I was quite neutral with the neighbours as they disregarded me due to me being moontouched. Oh well, its free real estate as they say. Glad i dont have to worry about that Methuselah going on another rampage.

>>96720119
Oh dear! My sincerest condolences to him. May you please ask him what happened to that coffin he took custody of? The one that the Snake found?

>>96717343
She's somehow worse in-person. Those little spider-bug legs have to skitter a lot on account of that her 'dress' is a weird, flat slug-like foot concealing extra limbs and tools. At least while I had to deal with her, she put on this slightly whimsical, noble lady routine, especially when talking about her magic unicorn. And the hat talks. Mostly gibberish, but still. Our Prince considered trying to goad the werewolves into solving this problem for us, but unfortunately, they proved extremely annoying to even try contacting, and given some of the things the Mutihorn did, I'm starting to worry them being more reclusive than usual, while we were dealing with the Palatine, was a matter of experience and a lack of desire for further casualties.
>>96720683
Oh, hopefully she does know something, then. No matter if she does, please, offer her the kindest regards from the Kindred of Bridgeport, and an apology if our history with the Palatine upsets her in some way.
>Quite the Vohzd!
I am not entirely sure it is exactly one of those; while I am fortunate to not have seen any Tzimisce things in-person before dealing with the Palatine's, I've gone through some archives and documentation. There are some differences from the usual Vozhd template. For starters, it had a sort of intelligence, howling from its mouths to mimic voices, though it had only so many vocal chords to work with and didn't seem to wholly understand how speech works. We've seen it feed on Kine. Its teeth and horn at times hurt Kindred flesh as bad as fire does. Maybe the thing is a Vozhdt built on a frame of a vampire, or with werewolf pieces, or it's just what happens when a Tzimisce labors on a Vozhd extensively? I'm unsure.
>i think you could possibly lure the hideous mess over a canyon? let it go splat perhaps?
There's very few usable places like that near Bridgeport. We tried to hit it with a freight train, and that mostly slowed it down for the time it needed to repair itself.

>>96720698
Or better yet, don't ask him. Le culot de certaines personnes!

>>96720987
what a freak

>>96720987
>We tried to hit it with a freight train, and that mostly slowed it down for the time it needed to repair itself.
That's useful information. Thats about 30-60 MW of energy and from the sounds of it, forced the creature to its knees (well ahh arm enwrapped subfaces) until it could recover. How long it took to repair itself would be useful. Presuming the lower end for Freight trains ( as I doubt you have convenient trains loaded to the max with iron ore) and the attack being the one it liked has the most resistance to normally unsupernatural blunt kinetic force, you could likely get away with weapons in the 3 MW range repeatedly striking it. Or perhaps even one attack with a more favourable damage? I doubt it loves fire, 3MW is roughly 100 lbs of dynamite for example. Its guesswork but that's a very doable number. Even if its a ton of dynamite, still very much in reach with only basic logistics. at 100lbs that's roughly five stingers or maybe 25 RPG-7's. Hell most air to surface missiles should be able to roast the thing.

This is what I dislike, all of that suffering for what. To bully people on foot? Peasents. Would not your effort have been better directed to just embracing an emotionally disturbed delinquent if that was your purpose? Hell a handful of ghouls would do better. Instead we have this Eyesore and Masquerade breach wandering around because some idiot from the 17th century couldn't get over hands.

It's tiresome. However, it does bring to mind a certain question. Given how in human warfare, dominant air power is, Do kindred keep an Airforce? Sure everyone loves the party van full of ghouls in maxtac outfits, but at the higher levels of military coordination say the wing or company. How many do you have stuck in ready to pull a heatseeking missile for you in the middle of an urban zone? The military for all its faults, loves the sun. Sure ghouls, but still. A private kindred Airforce. Has charm.

You guys ever seen a fat vampire? Why don't fat people get embraced? Isn't that weird?

>>96725087
I was fat before. I lost close to 140 lbs the week following my embrace.

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>>96723866
Well I mean “air” koldunists like myself can bring down small aircraft with precision lightning strikes or just riling up Tengri himself to make foul flying weather. Beyond that, sadly the laws of these states united WRONGFULLY PROHIBIT ME FROM OWNING ANTI-AIRCRAFT WEAPONRY. RADIO-PERIMITER ACTIVATED FLAK GUNS ARE A CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHT BY GOD, AS ARE TANKS, SELF-PROPELLED ARTILLERY, APACHE ATTACK HELICOPTERS, AND OHIO-CLASS BATTLESHIPS. I WILL CONJURE UP THE DAMNED APIRIT OF BENJAMIN FRANKLIN AND HAVE HIM WRITE IN PLAIN ENGLISH SO IF DEMANDED OF ME.

>>96720987
Forgive for going against the grain, but her work is marvelous! Such fortitude and endurance is laudable! I’m more of a loving furniture and hallways of scream/moans myself though. >>96709814
I opened a bar for all kindred (even the hated tremere) to come and drink/fight/party/whatever they wanted to. It’s worked out well. Thankfully I already owned farmland before hand though and was well established by ancestral oil rights.

>>96726102
>fortitude and endurance
I guess like any engine it must run on something? Is it that efficient? Could you just starve the creature out ?

>summon Benjamin Franklin
This is fascinating, Can you summon specific spirits on whim? Surely there must be great mysteries that could be solved that way?

>>96719688
Methinks you're of a depressive disposition. My sire was like that. I haven't seen him move in years. I'm not even sure if/when he slipped into torpor because his eyes still occasionally react to light

>>96720987
Do you licks ever wonder if there's enough human in the Fiends' meat muppets to be embraced? Ughhh

So quick asks if anyone knows this for sure. But say a vampire gets frozen solid during the depths of winter. To the point all of the blood in your body freezes and your flesh goes full on ice mummy. Will a vampire die if that happens to them? Or will will just go into torpor or be paralyzed and awake the whole time we are frozen?

Also if we are frozen like that and we live what happens to us if we get touched by fire in that state or get exposed to the dim rays of the winters sun? Do we still burn to the finale death like normal? Or is our body so cold and solid at that point we can not burn anymore as long as we stay in our frozen environment and condition?

Or something that has most likely been tested and experimented with more often by our more underwater inhabiting kin. If we are fully submerged under water like in a pool do we still fear fire as i know at that point we will not be burned by it? And will the sun still kill us if we are submerged in clear waters?

Is water truly our best defense from fires of all kinds? Or is that just a dead end for research and i am just wasting my endless time looking for protections that are just not there to find?

I mean old Lasombra was a sea born pirate for many many years before he got tired of the waves. And he still ventured under water to the depths of the seas all the time for long periods of time if the old stories the elders tell about him are true. What was he looking for in the waters of the world if he spent so much of his unlife on or under the waves away from the blood of humans and his fellow kindred that he needed to even keep on existing?

Does water have any magical powers to protect us at all from the wrath and rage of the flames? Or have the waters of life truly left us for dead?

Just filled a werewolf with enough fent to kill 200 people for shits and giggles
How long do I have till it wakes up
I'm bottling the endless blood to sell to Wizards and Cains Crackeads

>>96727401
I mean at a certain point the Fiends will have fucked up there victims bodies so much that there is no way for them to survive without our blood flowing thru what is left of the poor fuckers veins. So they have to be gouled at that point at least. And the Tzimisce will never stop with there experiments with the flesh and blood of others until even a ghouls body gives out. So at that point if a Fiend wants to keep going even further with that pile of meat it has left it will have to turn it into a vampire to keep working with it.

Now that real thing to ask is if a Tzimisces art project that it was working on since the poor fucker was still human but died and was turned into a vampire by the blood of the Tzimisce ever learned enough flash crafting from what was being done to it by its sire that such a broken soul was ever able to fix its self enough to regain enough control of its own life that it was able to save its self from its master and run away and escape and make a new life for its self as a clanless Tzimisce vampire?

>>96725087
I've seen a few
Blood doesn't have many calories and fat is useless energy storage for a corpse
You do shit pure fat for like a month if you're really big or a Nozzie
Also there's rare cases that you are permanently obese with only surgery helping
Perodua the Paunch is the only 600 pound vampire that I know of and he can warp fucking time

>>96727518
I mean it depends on what kind of werewolf you did this to? If it was a hobo werewolf or a fucked up one with black spiral markings of its body you may have just made it much much stronger when it wakes up.

So it may be best to run for your unlife before that thing shreds your undead ass to grave grass, rolls you up in the torn up remains of your cloths, then smokes you like the fool you are.

>>96727518
This cannot possibly backfire

>>96720698
Disposed of it, he never said how and I know better to pry.
>>96721944
Greetings Miss Bleus, I don't know much of what happened with the sarcophagus but I wish you well.

Are any of you pricks having half as bad a night as I am right now? Seems we've been found. Malk's dead, not by Werewolf hands though. I fuckin' told em making all those ghouls to satisfy a flight of fantasy was a bad idea.

I want to make it clear, just in case it wasn't, that any hostility from Nomad to any character is just him being a low humanity (yes, humanity) Brujah Antitribu and former shovelhead under a lot of stress.

>>96726102
What would happen if you performed 'air' koldunism at the same time I perform weather working, mon cher? Would they cancel each other out? Would they increase in strength? Hmmm....

>>96727779
I appreciate the thought, Kakophoni. I just really do not enjoy being reminded of one of the most humiliating experiences I've had in my two-and-a-half centuries.

>>96727447
>So quick asks if anyone knows this for sure. But say a vampire gets frozen solid during the depths of winter. To the point all of the blood in your body freezes and your flesh goes full on ice mummy. Will a vampire die if that happens to them? Or will will just go into torpor or be paralyzed and awake the whole time we are frozen?
I am relatively certain you would not die if you were completely frozen, though it would not be an enviable position to be in.

>Also if we are frozen like that and we live what happens to us if we get touched by fire in that state or get exposed to the dim rays of the winters sun? Do we still burn to the finale death like normal? Or is our body so cold and solid at that point we can not burn anymore as long as we stay in our frozen environment and condition?
I am, however, quite confident that a frozen vampire will still burn if touched by the light of Ra,.

>Or something that has most likely been tested and experimented with more often by our more underwater inhabiting kin. If we are fully submerged under water like in a pool do we still fear fire as i know at that point we will not be burned by it? And will the sun still kill us if we are submerged in clear waters?
You will still burn even while underwater, should the accursed light of Ra fall upon you. The lightless depths offer sanctuary, though you will probably have trouble finding sustenance. Monsieur Shark can probably provide more details on a watery existence. Whether the sight of fire induces Rötschreck even underwater will most likely depend upon the strength of your will, as it does with every vampire.

>>96727518
This seems awfully familiar. Have you ever been to St. Augustine, per chance?

>>96728096
My night has been going rather swimmingly actually. I only needed to conjure some severe weather to provide some cover for Monsieur Wu and the rest of Baron Christopher's men while they investigated Jaxport, so I'm well away from any harm. Merci d'avoir demandé!

S'all good.

>>96728096
shit's gone sideways, family dog needs to be put down and the appointment got moved to 1 hour from the time of typing this

>>96728286
damn nigga, my condolences

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Guys, I am sending this message through some kind of wizard...

Somehow I have been sent into the past, and guess by my pic which side of history I'm on.

So this new adventure is about to start for me, sorry if I accidentally erase you all from existence by changing history. Shit happens, and I like to stir shit up. Wherever, and whenever I go.

>>96729072
wooh, someone drank a crackhead a bit too much

>>96728096
Spill the deets, shovelman.

>>96729423
Going to the 'burbs was a bad idea. Making a bunch of ghouls was a worse one. Even though we've been moving around it seems that many disappearances in a not totally shitty county caught the attention of a vampire. Werewolves might be big and scary, but nobody understands how to kill a vampire better than another vampire. We're out of our element, Nomads that we are.

Malk and I were out on a midnight stroll, scouting for signs of Camarilla activity incognito. Priest said that we'd been at each other's throats and so needed to work it out. As we're walking across a bridge, we see three people in decent clothes, kinda preppy. All of them looked alive. Blush of life is a bitch. Right as we're walking past and I'm debating on if they're good prey, the one in the front says something like "excuse me sir", I turn to face him, meet his eyes and he says "could you STOP MOVING for a moment?" he didn't scream the stop but it stuck in my end. I couldn't move, I stood there mesmerized. His cronies, a man and a woman, jumped my packmate in the same motion. Man held her down, woman gouged her eyes. I wanted to rip their fucking heads off, but I couldn't. The Ventrue, I know that's what he is, gave me this shit eating grin as he pulled a short blade from inside his coat. He said some shit to me, I can't remember the details, then put his boot on my packmates' forehead and cut clean through her neck.

Her blood, I'd tasted it dozens of times before in the vinculum. This time it smelled so sweet. I wasn't hungry, I've been feeding just fine I swear but something in me snapped. I felt the beast overtake me in a way it's never overtaken me before. I came to under the bridge. They must've knocked me off it to escape my frenzy. She was afraid of wolves in the dark and it was some whelp ventrue bitch fuck that killed her! This can't stand. Nobody fucks with my pack. We'll burn the county to the ground to avenge her if we have to.

>>96728096
I've got three jobs pending on upwork but I can't get to them because the dickhead self-appointed leader of the coterie has decided that tonight's a good time to scope out a neighbouring Anarch domain for any "opportunities". Whatever he lacks in forethought he surely makes up for in hubristic ambition. As the group's sole and esteemed thinblood, I've been tasked with driving everyone to said Anarch domain later this afternoon. It's about a four hour drive so we'll have to leave early and if all things go well, we'll get there by sunset.

Now, just because I'm thinblooded doesn't mean it's easy for me to drive while the sun's out. I still don't understand why that blue blooded bastard couldn't just get one of his ghouled "captains" to drive us there or why we needed to go there in person at all. I've half a mind to drop his sleeping corpse somewhere bright and sunny. I really, really hope that the Anarch doesn't take this road trip as an act of aggression because I have no idea what the six of us are supposed to do against a pissed off lick on their home turf.

The Ventrue on this site actually convinced me that the Ventrue are all intelligent and strategic vampires who value competence and success. My Ventrue—let's just call him Vinnie—is an egomaniac who just has to have last word no matter what.

But enough self-pity. Does anyone have any advice on staying alive while stuck with a wannabe Prince?

>>96719688
I don't think so. I haven't felt depressed since the Embrace. Though I think I came close to it once when my Sire refused to see me for a period of two months

>>96729589
Damn, sorry for what happened to your friend. The Vinculum must be quite the bond

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>>96729589
My condolences nomad. The ventrue and their dominate is nothing to underestimate. Especially unsuspected. Know that hell very likely awaits him, sooner than later.
>>96728191
Dunno cara mia. Experimentation is always fun with another though!
>>96727217
>starve the creature
Depends on the artist’s creation methods. Some are still “mortal” others so full of vitae they are closer to kindres than ghouls. I’ve met one flesh-steed who still grazed on grass. Ate the occasional child too, but that was like a one time thing.
>summon specific spirits?
HEAVILY depends on circumstances and that particular person’s willpower/determination. Most I’ve worked with just scream as their consciousness returned to them and offeres no insight to the afterlife. Athletes, serial killers, and people who rose from poverty, or were willing to crush anyone underfoot to succeed have the most mentality to them. Mind you, these are all ACTUALLY from what we would call hell. I can’t do actual necromancy. I draw the line at corpse-fucking UNLIKE THOSE DISGUSTING DAGOS.

>>96729072
Shark, my pic was for you. Slaughter a few batallions in Stalingrad for me buddy!

>>96729711
Well, as a Ventrue who is, I guess, aberrant like your Vinnie, albeit in different ways, I would suggest aiming his neuroses in a productive fashion. We're stubborn and headstrong as clan traits, perhaps as some sort bleedover aspect of Fortitude being our brand.
So, you can't fix Vinnie, Vinnie is going to be stuck like this for the rest of his unlife. Therefore, you should just work with what he is. He wants to always win arguments? That's fine. Let him. It being that easy to placate him is convenient, you can give him what he wants, he'll be happy, you'll be happy because he'll be less annoying. He makes risky calls, like that Anarch drive? Not great, but you can still work with that, mostly by way of throwing ideas before him in just the right way, let him think he's come up with them, and also making it so he is the one responsible for those ideas more often. It's hard to manage, sure, but a proper Ventrue feels responsibility, not just a sense of superiority. Your Vinny should have a gnawing in the back of his head whenever he tries to make a call to be there and make sure the call is correct, that the plan he proposes goes through, so on and so on.
>>96726102
It's attractive in its own way, but my fascination with the amount of work and ritualistic complication required to make a death-unicorn is somewhat sabotaged by that I nearly got mauled by said death-unicorn. 'Unicorn' as a cause of Final Death would, no doubt, give me bragging rights somewhere in Hell, but it'd be a consolation prize, at best.
>>96723866
>How long it took to repair itself would be useful
It went from 'vaguely horse-shaped sack of organs and bone chunks' to 'again running around faster than a thing that size should' in five or so minutes. Bones snapped back in place and reformed from pulverized chunks in maybe half a minute, with flesh reforming slower but still visibly and effectively. Not sure if it was as fast as it could heal - we took the opportunity to flee.

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>>96730807
*connection fizzling, perhaps it will be more stable tomorrow*
Will try buddy, though for now the fun has barely started. We're in 1933 and things are getting into motion. If I don't make it out of the past, or I'm in a separate timeline instead of our past, then have one last look at this magnificient face.

I will try to give news soon!

>>96727573
>>96727775
He's just got a three finger claw mark on his face so don't know exactly what flavor of dog but I do know he's extremely stupid stubborn and charismatic
When it wakes there's a baby's first investigation set up where the fool will learn of "The Lord Vampire" which is just an insufferable extra ugly Nozzie Anarc who keeps eating my pet bunny's

>>96728260
Every so often to sell to the incredible amount of Hermetic and Faith Wizards who live nearby
Most of it is junk like a soup bowl that allways makes your soup too salty or a lighter that gives off a strong rose smell
>Good stuff is for high rollers

>>96732820
I'll try out that strategy. Vinnie seems to think he's a special case. He's let it slip in the past when he was in a particularly indignant mood that he was only embraced around 17 years ago. Forgive me if I'm wrong but that's a bit young for a Ventrue to be running around indepedently isn't it?

Anyways, based on what I've gathered from the rest of the coterie, we're all here thanks to boons that Vinnie (or his sire—probably his sire) accrued over that time and decided to cash out last year. I don't have the full picture yet but these are what I think are the motives of each member of the gang, not their real names:
>Lorna, Nosferatu, 33 years dead—the oldest one among us. Some time ago, she moved out of the city's common Nos tunnels. Vinnie had a role in getting her all the hardware she wanted and access to the internet
>David, Toreador, 27 years dead—pretty straightforward actually, David is obsessed with swords. Vinnie got him a big fancy sword—a Damascus Zweihander, I think he called it—from a master swordsmith back in Europe. That's it. This was back before the big HEMA boom so I guess it was harder to get your hands on stuff like that back then. Sword enthusiasts, please feel free to chime in.
>Blair, Brujah, 25 years dead—Former shovelhead. There was a pretty big Sabbat attack during the turn of the millennium. From what I hear, it was a week long blitzkrieg. The Camarilla managed to finish off the invading pack after taking heavy kindred and kine casualties. The survivors set up an accelerated Adoption and Accounting scheme where any willing ancilla or elder could adopt a shovelhead of their choosing in exchange for a reward from the Prince. Blair was one such adoptee. I haven't been able to figure out who her adoptive Sire is yet though my prime suspect is the current Brujah Primogen. Much like myself, she's here out of an obligation to her sire.
>Diana, Gangrel, 25 years dead—Also former shovelhead, same deal as Blair.

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>>96727563
That is so god damn gross, I didn't know we did that

>>96734306
It's actually way worse when you learn there's many different ways your undead body purges the fat
Some are sweating pure grease, puking chunks ,screaming shits to it falling off like a bag of potatoes if your a Nosfrotu
Gangrel have a ritual where it's eaten by ghouled animals and Tzimisce create the finest of TnA or living batteries
How do you think flesh havens have power?

>>96734503
>finest of TnA
Can confirm, Tzimtzim ghouls are more thigh than bone by weight.

>>96734032
>a Damascus Zweihander
is he travelling with it? getting controlled would be funny lol

>>96734032
Well, I've been dead for just five years, and my Sire insists on making me operate mostly autonomously with the coterie I am not quite willingly managing. He maintains this approach to a reasonable degree, stepping in during incidents like the Palatine, where he anyways is compelled to act due to his rank. That's all good, by my personal assessment - I am a Ventrue, it is my right and my duty to be the one raising a sword when needed, as opposed to letting somebody else risk themselves by doing so.

While I do not have the right to disclose in-clan proceedings and customs, I believe it would not be a shocker to say that every Ventrue Sire approaches the matter of heirs slightly differently. Though there still are certain major lines of thought. Some do prefer a sink-or-swim approach, as to build up autonomy and independence and a lack of reliance on Sire babysitting, which is somewhat my case. Some instead prefer to very carefully groom and raise their Childe, letting them act at all in the night only after a decade or two of tutoring.

I've even met a fairly old Ventrue who were raised from actual childhood to the age of twenty-five by their Sire, then Embraced, then taught everything there is to vampiric life for somewhere in the ballpark of fifty years, before they ever walked in the night alone. The result was fearsome, to be sure, and exceedingly wise, as illustrated by that they did survive for centuries afterwards. So, Vinnie, in the grand scheme of things, certainly is a more sink-or-swim sort of Childe. Seems to be either a result of his attitude, or perhaps the cause of it. Could also be that his Sire is just not in the picture whatsoever, and he's just keeping it a secret to avoid letting it be known that he's an orphan? That's a risky thing to be.

While I was out apparently a wild-eyed mortal threw a Molotov through our window. We're on to the backup location. Smart move would be to cut and run, there's no chance rich boy won't run behind the Sheriff's skirt now that he knows how many of us there are. But we can't let this go unanswered.

Running out of night, our Nossie is going to use the animals to find him or his ghouls based on my description.

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>>96729740
Thanks. I'd like to give you advice right now but I'm in no state for it. The vinculum it's a blood bond to be sure, and a real insidious one at that. Better than being some Elder's bitch but it's so subtle you don't notice it until you lose a packmate.

>>96730805
People like to quake and shiver at the weird clans with the weird disciplines, but in matters of scale, their mastery of the mind is worse in my reckoning. It's easy to beat up a durable rich kid with hypnotism if you know what you're doing, but these fucks can turn anyone and everyone into a Manchurian Candidate, attacking us with mortals without threatening their little masquerade.