Vampire: The Masquerade - Who Wants To Live Forever?

[Tale_Weaver]

The Cave 2:30am

Disquieted, but determined not to appear so, Clover drew back her shoulders and surveyed the room imperiously, murmuring softly to Lacey, "This isn't exactly what I was expecting. I think we might be a tad... overdressed."

Regarding the cat-calling men with disdain, she led the way to a table near the wall, perching herself ladylike on the edge of her chair and turning outwards towards the room, indicating for Lacey to join her.

Somehow, she had imagined walking into a sea of ugliness. But this was a little too... normal for what she had expected. Casually, she glanced around the room to take in what everyone was eating and drinking.

Clover
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Most of the people here are drinking beer of various kinds and a few are eating your typical fair of wings and burgers. None of them seem to be very high class, they mostly seem just like your average Joe.
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Lacey walks over to the table where Clover is sitting, seemingly not noticing the number of men in the room ogling her. She sits down across from Clover. She says "Shall I be your liferaft in this sea of perverted men?"

She folds her arms under her breasts and leans across the table speaking low so only Clover can hear "Tonight, we have met the white knight, I wonder if we will soon meet the black one."

There is a newspaper lying on the table between Clover and Lacey. It appears to be a local rag paper called the "Tell It All". The headline of the paper is "Bloodless Animal Man Seized by Police", underneath that article is a second article titled "L.A. 'Werewolf Killer' Murders Continue".

 

[izillama]

Clover spun the newspaper and skimmed quickly over the articles. At the first headline, she found herself rolling her eyes. She wasn't a very old vampire at all, but even she knew the importance of upholding the Masquerade, as mandated by the Camarilla. If the living came to know the existence of the walking dead, and to believe it, she could only imagine the witch hunt that would ensue. And most likely the slaughter of the living as well.

What really caught her eye, however, was the second article. Or, at least one word. She grew very solemn and raised her eyes to Lacey, keeping her voice low, "Ok, vampires I have no choice but to believe in now, for obvious reasons. But do not tell me that there are werewolves out there as well?"

OOC: Yes, me as a player knows the existence of werewolves. But I'm not sure we've ever really heard about them in game? Just humor me.

 

[Tale_Weaver]

The Cave 2:30am

Clover spun the newspaper and skimmed quickly over the articles. At the first headline, she found herself rolling her eyes. She wasn't a very old vampire at all, but even she knew the importance of upholding the Masquerade, as mandated by the Camarilla. If the living came to know the existence of the walking dead, and to believe it, she could only imagine the witch hunt that would ensue. And most likely the slaughter of the living as well.

What really caught her eye, however, was the second article. Or, at least one word. She grew very solemn and raised her eyes to Lacey, keeping her voice low, "Ok, vampires I have no choice but to believe in now, for obvious reasons. But do not tell me that there are werewolves out there as well?"

OOC: Yes, me as a player knows the existence of werewolves. But I'm not sure we've ever really heard about them in game? Just humor me.

OOC: Oh don't worry, "humor" is one of Lacey's 10 middle names!

Still leaning over the table Lacey looks at the newspaper "Tell it to me newspaper, tell me all of it!" she says in a scrutinizing tone.

"To answer your question though Kitten, yes there are werewolves and they have big claws and big sharp teeth too, the better to eat you with! So watch out when going to Grandma's house. This paper isn't telling me much, I'm getting bored. Can you turn to the funnies? Let's see what Garfield is up to."

Out of the corner of your eye you notice one of the men at the bar get up and walk towards your table. Lacey seems to notice too and whispers "Well Kitten, it looks like we made the mistake of bringing boobs to a dive bar. But don't worry, I've got this!"

The man comes over to the table and sits down at an empty seat, putting his hands on Clover and Lacey's shoulders he asks "Hey ladies, how about I buy you some drinks?" He's a middle aged man who looks like he hit the clubs before coming here, maybe a little too hard.

Lacey sits back in her seat and addresses the man "Oh hi, we appear to be wearing the wrong skins for this establishment and we're actually here to see the magic show in the VIP lounge. It should be starting soon you know, so we should be going."

The man takes his hand off of Lacey's shoulder and says "Ok...um...lady." He turns to Clover and asks "Is she on drugs or something?"

 

[izillama]

Glaring fury like some hellcat of doom, Clover spoke indignantly to the man who had not-so-wisely forgotten to remove his hand from her shoulder, "I don't remember giving you leave to touch me. Leave now or all the drugs in the world wouldn't be able to quench the pain of what I feel like doing to you right now."

To add to the spectacle, she allowed her face to relax into a saccharine smile at the end. Her honeyed word was laced with poison, "Please?"

 

[ladymermaid]

Koln
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The Sheriff's aura is a Pale Gray: dark thoughts, depressing thoughts, unclear intentions, presence of a dark side of personality. Also, you feel like he's bluffing about setting the building on fire, at least while he is still inside it.
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Damsel steps forward and says "That's enough! Get the out of here before we tear you apart!"

The man with the sawed-off shotgun points it at Damsel and says "Easy now, this doesn't have to end violently. Just tell us what we want to know."

Jack says "Easy now, Damsel don't go getting your head blown off."

On Meredith's side of the room Skelter goes over to the wall where Meredith is and whispers to her "This place is going to fast, you and your friend over there should leave. Only way out is upstairs though. I don't know if the stairs up are the only way to get there."

"Yah I'm not one to get stuck in the middle of political rivalries." Meredith looks around for another way to get upstairs, she looks for a ladder, low beams, anything she could possibly jump and swing up to the top floor quietly with. Hopefully Koln was limber....

 

[Tale_Weaver]

The Brewery 2:35am

"Yah I'm not one to get stuck in the middle of political rivalries." Meredith looks around for another way to get upstairs, she looks for a ladder, low beams, anything she could possibly jump and swing up to the top floor quietly with. Hopefully Koln was limber....

Meredith
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Unfortunately you don't see a ladder or any way up at the moment. You do see a confused Koln though.
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The Sheriff, seeing that things aren't going anywhere says "Well, it's been great talking to you boys and girls but I think it's time for us to go. I have a little present for ya here." He produces a smoke bomb from his belt and detonates it dropping it on the floor by his feet. The smoke starts to fill the room and all chaos breaks loose as people stumble into one another trying to find the stairs. A shotgun blast goes off as Sheriff and his buddy make a break for the stairs.

 

[Tale_Weaver]

The Cave 2:35am

Glaring fury like some hellcat of doom, Clover spoke indignantly to the man who had not-so-wisely forgotten to remove his hand from her shoulder, "I don't remember giving you leave to touch me. Leave now or all the drugs in the world wouldn't be able to quench the pain of what I feel like doing to you right now."

To add to the spectacle, she allowed her face to relax into a saccharine smile at the end. Her honeyed word was laced with poison, "Please?"

The man backs off saying "Alright alright, I'm leaving." He walks back to the bar muttering "Geez, what a bunch of freaks."

 

[Strider_Koln]

Meredith
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Unfortunately you don't see a ladder or any way up at the moment. You do see a confused Koln though.
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The Sheriff, seeing that things aren't going anywhere says "Well, it's been great talking to you boys and girls but I think it's time for us to go. I have a little present for ya here." He produces a smoke bomb from his belt and detonates it dropping it on the floor by his feet. The smoke starts to fill the room and all chaos breaks loose as people stumble into one another trying to find the stairs. A shotgun blast goes off as Sheriff and his buddy make a break for the stairs.

Koln thanks God under his breath that the shotgun blast wasn't immediately followed with a pained scream and fleshy "Thud." He uses his Heightened Senses to make sense of the chaos around him, and manipulate his ability to see auras to get a sense of where everyone is.

[sblock] The lights all flicker and converge as the smoke lifts and fills the ceiling. It isn't long before Father Koln only sees colors, and the individual forms of those around him completely fade away. The fleshy vessels all dissipate, leaving only everyone's life-lights apparent.

The touch, sight, taste... oh God the Taste... sound, and smell all overlap, like water-colours leaking through the paper of reality itself, and getting all over the dirty dirty table underneath. Got a little bit of red on my sleeve. What Koln now Sees is a caucaphony of sensory overload, that coil and constrict around his limbs, envelop his face, and violently beat him nearly unconscious until he finds himself in a gray abyss.

Perhaps "abyss" is the wrong word for it. When you think of an "abyss" you think of a void and ironically, when the abyss thinks about you, it Sees the exact same thing. But in this case, the void that Koln finds himself in has "matter"... there's ground, sky, trees, and even snow. However it is all behind a thin veil of gray, completely robbed of all texture, color, and other sensory adjectives. Try closing your eyes and rubbing... there ya go. It's like that... do it Harder next time.

Not taking the time to think it odd that his footprints lack the satisfyingly audible "Crunch" that they should in such thick snow, the priest hurries to the horizon.

"I am looking for Her....I WILL have her back."

"Funny, it is He that has been seeking you. Or have you forgotten?"

Koln ignores the warning, and reaches out for her arm... [/sblock]

Snatching Meredith's wrist tightly, Koln struggles to look for the nearest way out of the room.

 

[ladymermaid]

Meredith
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Unfortunately you don't see a ladder or any way up at the moment. You do see a confused Koln though.
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The Sheriff, seeing that things aren't going anywhere says "Well, it's been great talking to you boys and girls but I think it's time for us to go. I have a little present for ya here." He produces a smoke bomb from his belt and detonates it dropping it on the floor by his feet. The smoke starts to fill the room and all chaos breaks loose as people stumble into one another trying to find the stairs. A shotgun blast goes off as Sheriff and his buddy make a break for the stairs.

Meredith feels Koln grab her wrist and start pulling her in one direction, seeing as she can barely see with the smoke she lets him lead her.
"We've got to get out of here before these crazy people get us more killed."

 

[ladymermaid]

Koln thanks God under his breath that the shotgun blast wasn't immediately followed with a pained scream and fleshy "Thud." He uses his Heightened Senses to make sense of the chaos around him, and manipulate his ability to see auras to get a sense of where everyone is.

[sblock] The lights all flicker and converge as the smoke lifts and fills the ceiling. It isn't long before Father Koln only sees colors, and the individual forms of those around him completely fade away. The fleshy vessels all dissipate, leaving only everyone's life-lights apparent.

The touch, sight, taste... oh God the Taste... sound, and smell all overlap, like water-colours leaking through the paper of reality itself, and getting all over the dirty dirty table underneath. Got a little bit of red on my sleeve. What Koln now Sees is a caucaphony of sensory overload, that coil and constrict around his limbs, envelop his face, and violently beat him nearly unconscious until he finds himself in a gray abyss.

Perhaps "abyss" is the wrong word for it. When you think of an "abyss" you think of a void and ironically, when the abyss thinks about you, it Sees the exact same thing. But in this case, the void that Koln finds himself in has "matter"... there's ground, sky, trees, and even snow. However it is all behind a thin veil of gray, completely robbed of all texture, color, and other sensory adjectives. Try closing your eyes and rubbing... there ya go. It's like that... do it Harder next time.

Not taking the time to think it odd that his footprints lack the satisfyingly audible "Crunch" that they should in such thick snow, the priest hurries to the horizon.

"I am looking for Her....I WILL have her back."

"Funny, it is He that has been seeking you. Or have you forgotten?"

Koln ignores the warning, and reaches out for her arm... [/sblock]

Snatching Meredith's wrist tightly, Koln struggles to look for the nearest way out of the room.

Meredith feels Koln grab her wrist and start pulling her in one direction, seeing as she can barely see with the smoke she lets him lead her.
"We've got to get out of here before these crazy people get us more killed."

After Koln seems to pause for a minute.

"Koln, how are we going to get out of here? Do you see any easy way to avoid the stairs? I mean we could always use our claws to climb the wall I suppose?"