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| Tweet Topic Started: May 26 2009, 09:46 PM (1,006 Views) | |
| Robbos | May 26 2009, 09:46 PM Post #1 |
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Zenn talked me into VtR. I already had the book, and i am certainly experienced in the myths and spookiness of the setting and subsetting of VtR. Robs Rulings: Characters are starting freshly embraced with no knowledge of each other, pre or post death along with no alignment to any of the Covenants along with typical Fresh Embraced knowledge (AKA: Jack shit) Gameplay will be centered around the fictional town of Garrison, Arizona. a fairly medium sized town surrounded by hundreds of miles of absolutely nothing. The only reason its even there is the nearby oil fields. Vampires will need heavy duty means of protecting themselves from sunlight during the day, Arizona sun can be vicious. Any clan is fine. As always any number over 3 on your sheet will require some sort of reasoning. and since WoD games i run are very story related, i require at least 5 sentences MINIMUM for your posts. I won't be too hard about this unless i see people posting pure crap. |
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| Robbos | May 28 2009, 08:33 PM Post #2 |
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Garrison, Arizona. 1:36 AM Jacob's headache woke him up that morning; In a unfamiliar room. Recollections of the previous night flashed in front of his eyes softly, hardly last night being only a few hours before. The room was hardly decorated, just a nightstand and bed setting against bare, sandstorm weathered wood. His friend seemed to be absent. She lured him in with promises of coffee, until she threw herself at him. all he wore was his boxers. Dim light crept under the half opened door to the main room; from there what sounded like hard rock was seeping into the room. A welcome respite from the local radio stations "KBanjo", "Trailor Trauma", and "Paranormal News". Jacob could hardly understand the lyrics, his head was killing him. his stomach churned, his throat felt numb, his body felt numb. His mind, his eyes, they all felt numb... Yet he was thirsty.... Very Thirsty. I can still hear their laughter echo And the taste of blood in my mouth Jacob sat up, a wave of pain smacked him right in the face almost making his lay back down. but something drove him to get up. The middle of the night, yet he was as awake as he ever felt before How much more can you ask for You know I already died once before Can not give away anymore He wiped his brow, cold sweat that seemed to be from hours ago. "What the...." left his lips, breaking the semi silence. His hands... dear god his hands! They were bony... and pale. His bony fingers ened in nails that resembled in claws. He felt his face... wasn't too different then he remembered. but his lip was wet and sticky. It's getting to the point where I want nothing at all Everything I see just burns my eyes Blood... there was blood on his lips. "...The....Fuck?" he felt his body rise to his feet, what little feeling he had left. he almost fell over in the process but he was determined. DAAAANCING WITH THE DEAD His body lurched forward, bones crackled as his spindly hand grasped the door handle and shoved the door all the way open, the woman from before was leaning against the window looking outside with a cigarette loosely held in her mouth. I don't want to remember, but I can not forget Her soft, disturbing laugh filled the room "Mmm... Sorry if my music woke you up... But its my favorite song baby" Something wasint right. Jacob blinked and pointed to her "What the fuck did you do to me" she shook her head DAAAAAAAANCING WITH THE DEAD She turned to him. her eyes were blood red, with large fangs clearly showing to Jacob. dried traces of what he could only assume was his blood dribbled off her chin. "It reminds me so much of myself..." Meanwhile Across town The cellar of the Mechanics clinic was dimly lit, all that could be made out was a body laying in the middle of the cellar amongst boxes, laying on a pile of blankets which were soaked in the woman's blood. she sat up and gasped clutching her neck. She felt numb inside... and thirsty for something. She quickly recalled the events a few hours before. a woman offering payment, they were kissing and then all she heard was a sickening chomp before she passed out. She wasint clothed, but her clothes layed in a neat pile next to the blankets, being the OCD mechanic she was. |
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| Zennaka | May 28 2009, 09:08 PM Post #3 |
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"...That is the absolute last...time...I ever ...get that close to a client." Amewyn took a moment to stand up rubbing her neck before looking at her clothing. "At...least my clothing is still...here in perfect order, I wonder...why...I feel thirsty." As she blinked looking at her hands before letting out an aggravated sigh looking up quickly at the ceiling. She slowly moved into her chair in the small mechanic's office she let out a heavy sigh. "Now...I... had a chomp...on my neck by ...the cute little...girl in need of a mechanic. I'm...either dead and in hell...or I'm not fully dead ...still in hell in the middle of bum fuck Egypt. Although...I should...get clothed and...find out why...I'm so damn thirsty!" |
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| Robbos | May 29 2009, 12:41 AM Post #4 |
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Amy groaned, the hunger seemed endless. more flashbacks plagued her mind as it all came back to her. But all she could think about coherently was the need to drink. The urge made her stand up, stepping outside of her shop. What appeared to be a old man in a trenchcoat was leaning against her shop. In his hands was a pipe that certainly did not smell of tobacco. Yet it didn't smell like pot either. Of course that smell may of just been him from how he looked with various stains dotted across the coat. under his fedora she could make out that he was bald with pointed, misshapen ears. His skin was pale, almost bone white with nasty blotches dotted around. Judging from how he stood, she could figure he was expecting her "Ah... so the prodigal.... daughter.... Emerges. I am afraid your Sire could not make it tonight, she had a conference with the big boss man. But i will walk you through this fun little process" Amy was flabbergasted, her jaw open realizing just what the man was, a vampire. this realization did not stop the odd man from continuing on like a inspirational speaker "Powers, Money, Men, Woman if it floats ya' boat, and if ya' play ya' cards right: Eternal Life. The big V, the greatness of the night. The beginning of the first death of your life. The stuff of legends. The-" he blinked and looked at her "You have absolutely no idea what I am talking about do you..." |
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| Zennaka | May 29 2009, 11:00 AM Post #5 |
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"How about...we start slow shall we?" Amewyn looked at the man breathing softly mumbling to herself silently. She looked up as she put her hands on her back and leaned back popping her back and looking at the man. "I'm Amewyn...Yoshikawa, but given you're here that means you're here for...some other reason. First off...I never was a great enthusiast of mythology, what is...this big V. Second...what do you mean by sire because I'm not a serf who's somebody's bitch. I paid off the shop a couple years back..." Amewyn looked at the man. "Second...off what's your name, who's the boss and most importantly what the FUCK is going on!" |
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| Robbos | May 29 2009, 01:20 PM Post #6 |
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"Pfft you new guys and your understandably large states of new-turned shock. Ok then, slow it is. The bottom line is your dead. You are a Ex-Human. you have ceased to be. You are past your expiration date, wormfood, and D-E-D, DEAD. Now that that's cleared up, you have no doubt noticed your still moving." He was seemingly on the brink of laughter the entire time, The only thing reminding Amewyn that it was real was the mans ugly appearance and fangs "That is because your a few steps up from dead, your a vampire." the man paused for effect "Now, here's the kicker. Blood; its your new crack, heroine, water, food, vitamins, and everything else. Without it yer' fucked. And as for me?" he looked up to her, tipping his hat "I'm ooooolllll Gabe" |
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| Zennaka | May 29 2009, 03:26 PM Post #7 |
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"...Thank god that made...some idea of sense right until the end there." Amewyn looked up and sighed softly, "Well..that explains what I was thirsty for!" Amewyn thrust her finger to the sky before stopping and looking at herself and popping her neck. "I should try and find...something to feed on...H..Hey Master Old Gabe (>_>..) can you help me?" Amewyn smiled trying her best to look cute and innocent in the need for blood. |
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| Robbos | May 29 2009, 03:48 PM Post #8 |
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He laughed "Master? No no kid you got it wrong. Ye'see, when a vampire is embraced, that's our word for being turned, he will be coached in a ways by his Sire, the vampire who turned him in order to be shown the ropes and hopefully not get them both ashed.. the closest thing you have to a master right now is her." he nodded once more "But yeh, lets get you fixed up" Gabe turned around and sniffed "Well its your lucky night... I smell a hobo... drunk, smelly, and vulnerable hobo. Smells like old bacon wrapped around feet, but... eh it will do for now. He's just down that alleyway" he pointed to a nearby alley "Feed from the jackass, but don't drain him. Even out here in Bumfuck, Egypt; one drained body is all it takes to drive the crowd into a fuckin' lynch mob" |
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| Zennaka | May 29 2009, 06:16 PM Post #9 |
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Amewyn nodded quickly as she moved towards the hobo blinking for a moment. She said aloud to herself, "I...think I have fangs...and if I remember...feeding I should just...bite him?" She looked up to the skies sighing heavily, "I thought I was living a good life y'know man? I didn't gyp not a person I ...only yelled at a man ...once because he was a liar." She rubbed her hands and took a deep breath inward as she moved on the hobo. "Sorry sir...I'm going to have to feed from your blood...it's nothing personal, but nobody will believe you." |
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| Robbos | May 29 2009, 06:28 PM Post #10 |
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Gave facepalmed "Newbies..." he sighed and walked up behind amewyn, thwapping her on the back of the head. "OK. lesson one. After biting the fucker, he forgets the moments leading up to feeding. So just. Fucking. Bite. Him. Your just lucky this guys too hammered to even realize he's awake this time." To prove Gabes point, the hobo staggered not even paying attention to the two vampires. Gabe leaned against the wall covering his eyes "This is gonna be a looooong night..." he continued on to grumble and piss and moan to himself. |
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