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sparkindarknessAfter a life threatening conflict in which everyone earned wounds, the Caitiff called upon his blood to heal the great rents in his flesh (and put his leg back on).
Caitiff: (OOC) I’ve got hardly any blood left and we’re inn the middle of the industrial area at 3:00am - where am I going to get a meal?
Gangrel (OOC): Hey, there were those guys in the van outside - we asked directions remember?
Me (GM): *stepping in hurriedly*: Yes, the environmental protestors in the psychedelic painted van with the tie dyed clothes and the long hair. 2 women, 1 man.
Caitiff: (OOC) They’ll do! (IC) I walk up to them casually smiling and tell them how we stopped the evil polluters and we’re their heroes.
GM: *sigh* *watches dice and makes him recount for a while* They are extremely impressed. They say you’re groovy and weave flowers in your hair.
Caitiff: Great! I see if I can seduce one of the women.
GM: You manage to seduce one of the HIPPY women into the PSYCHADLIC van *subtle hint*
Caitiff: (OOC) Cool. I feed. I come out
GM” The other two are passed out happily on the tarmac. In a stupor *hint dropped from very great height*
Caitiff: (OOC) Excellent! I feed on them. I’m full on the blood now!
GM: *sigh* *thinks* *evil grin*. You see something in the alley…
{Whole party takes notice since the Caitiff has super-senses.}
Caitiff: (ooc) *rolls stunning successes* what do I see?
GM: You don’t know, but it’s all so BEAUTIFUL! And the way the wall’s melting is sooooo cool.
Caitiff: (IC) Wow people, the waaallllsss are melting! And isn’t it cool how my hand moves *stares at hand* Trippy.
Assamite: He’s stoned. Can we eat him yet?
It then just got worse.
GM: (as the announcer for the Tremere Regent, master of all the warlocks in the city): You come before the Regent! Bow and present your respect before his august personage!
Nosferatu: *bows*
Assamite: *bows*
Gangrel: *grovels a little*
Malkavian: *bows* an honour, my lord.
Caitiff: Peace and love! *hugs regent*
And worse….
GM: You creep closer to where the Giovanni experimentation continues. The sky is moonless and still. And eerie wind tugs at your clothing. The faint sound of chanting comes to you on the breeze broken only by muffled screams…
Nosferatu & Malkavian (OOC)：go invisible to creep closer
Gangrel (OOC): I grow claws and sneak behind them at a distance, ready to help.
Assamite(OOC) I listen to the chanting and try to translate it.
Caitiff: *singing* Lucy In the Skyyyyy with Diamonds! Lucy in the Skyyyyy with Diamonds!
Frankly, they had the element of surprise. Well, wouldn’t you be surprised if a vampire danced among you singing stoner Beatles songs?
Caitiff: (OOC) I’ve got hardly any blood left and we’re inn the middle of the industrial area at 3:00am - where am I going to get a meal?
Gangrel (OOC): Hey, there were those guys in the van outside - we asked directions remember?
Me (GM): *stepping in hurriedly*: Yes, the environmental protestors in the psychedelic painted van with the tie dyed clothes and the long hair. 2 women, 1 man.
Caitiff: (OOC) They’ll do! (IC) I walk up to them casually smiling and tell them how we stopped the evil polluters and we’re their heroes.
GM: *sigh* *watches dice and makes him recount for a while* They are extremely impressed. They say you’re groovy and weave flowers in your hair.
Caitiff: Great! I see if I can seduce one of the women.
GM: You manage to seduce one of the HIPPY women into the PSYCHADLIC van *subtle hint*
Caitiff: (OOC) Cool. I feed. I come out
GM” The other two are passed out happily on the tarmac. In a stupor *hint dropped from very great height*
Caitiff: (OOC) Excellent! I feed on them. I’m full on the blood now!
GM: *sigh* *thinks* *evil grin*. You see something in the alley…
{Whole party takes notice since the Caitiff has super-senses.}
Caitiff: (ooc) *rolls stunning successes* what do I see?
GM: You don’t know, but it’s all so BEAUTIFUL! And the way the wall’s melting is sooooo cool.
Caitiff: (IC) Wow people, the waaallllsss are melting! And isn’t it cool how my hand moves *stares at hand* Trippy.
Assamite: He’s stoned. Can we eat him yet?
It then just got worse.
GM: (as the announcer for the Tremere Regent, master of all the warlocks in the city): You come before the Regent! Bow and present your respect before his august personage!
Nosferatu: *bows*
Assamite: *bows*
Gangrel: *grovels a little*
Malkavian: *bows* an honour, my lord.
Caitiff: Peace and love! *hugs regent*
And worse….
GM: You creep closer to where the Giovanni experimentation continues. The sky is moonless and still. And eerie wind tugs at your clothing. The faint sound of chanting comes to you on the breeze broken only by muffled screams…
Nosferatu & Malkavian (OOC)：go invisible to creep closer
Gangrel (OOC): I grow claws and sneak behind them at a distance, ready to help.
Assamite(OOC) I listen to the chanting and try to translate it.
Caitiff: *singing* Lucy In the Skyyyyy with Diamonds! Lucy in the Skyyyyy with Diamonds!
Frankly, they had the element of surprise. Well, wouldn’t you be surprised if a vampire danced among you singing stoner Beatles songs?
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Date: 2005-09-06 10:00 pm (UTC)Yes, 'm stll here. just hrrbly busy. N...nt really busy, just uninspred mst days to wrte independant stuff. 'm havng t deal wit other people's crap even nlne. ahh it's bee a whirlwnd of rl and nline. can never keep track of what I'm doing or seem to get any f it straight.
but frget all that. I am here ad i am readng. And if i can get myhead straght I shall post too.
another reason for my lack f postng. mykeyboard n my laptop s busted. my vowels are slwly dssapearing, ad taking a few cnsonants wth them. enjoy decyphering!
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Date: 2005-09-08 07:17 pm (UTC)And even better, their UBER-BAD ENEMY is a character one of them played in a Dark Ages Chronicle. A Malkavian. He was scary then, they were all afraid of this incredibly disturbing character and his donkeys (you have to hear about the donkeys... it's soooooo wrong). The look on their face when they saw him - 1,000 years older and stronger - was classic!
Bad lack of vowels. Thankfully I have an ex-KGB enigma expert in my head to help me... waaaaaait. *prods muses* WHY do I have an ex-KGB enigma expert in my head?
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Date: 2006-03-16 02:51 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-03-16 10:05 am (UTC)Heee, feel free to friend, the more the merrier