Vampire: The Masquerade - Who Wants To Live Forever?

[Tale_Weaver]

Looking to Clover "As much fun as that sounds, which door do you plan on bolting out of? Cause going the way we came is going to do nothing for helping us figure out what happened." Less worried Meredith hits the play button on the tap recorder.

When Meredith pushes the play button Grout's voice comes out of the tape recorder. "It is quite peculiar, the happenings I've been made to witness for my supernatural longevity. I am thinking of one unfortunate phenomenon in particular of unique interest to my station both as a professional and as a sufferer of this vampiric "condition". It seems the stream of time has begun to erode the moorings of my chosen course of study, for the methodologies that gave birth to psychology are slowly disappearing. I find myself in an era that overlooks the physical component on physiological pathology time and again in favor of the "sophistic practices" of Freud. Phrenology, Dactopindalism and the rest of the "old guard" have fallen to the wayside its champions all silenced in death with my unique exception. Would that I could make my voice heard again, although it may be suspicious should I return to popular medical discourse fifty years after my apparent death. Grout sighs "No, better that I continue my studies into the psychosis in secret. One day may I hold up a cure as validation of the methods. I confident no cure for my condition or that of my beloved wife lies within our figurative minds waiting to be unlocked by the "correct combination of memories" recovered from our childhoods and I'm most certain it has nothing to do with the relationship between myself, my parents and my genitals. Sorry Sigmund, but I choose to stay my course. In time too may your star fade and disappear."

Lacey looks around and says "Well...that wasn't the Beatles..."

 

[ladymermaid]

When Meredith pushes the play button Grout's voice comes out of the tape recorder. "It is quite peculiar, the happenings I've been made to witness for my supernatural longevity. I am thinking of one unfortunate phenomenon in particular of unique interest to my station both as a professional and as a sufferer of this vampiric "condition". It seems the stream of time has begun to erode the moorings of my chosen course of study, for the methodologies that gave birth to psychology are slowly disappearing. I find myself in an era that overlooks the physical component on physiological pathology time and again in favor of the "sophistic practices" of Freud. Phrenology, Dactopindalism and the rest of the "old guard" have fallen to the wayside its champions all silenced in death with my unique exception. Would that I could make my voice heard again, although it may be suspicious should I return to popular medical discourse fifty years after my apparent death. Grout sighs "No, better that I continue my studies into the psychosis in secret. One day may I hold up a cure as validation of the methods. I confident no cure for my condition or that of my beloved wife lies within our figurative minds waiting to be unlocked by the "correct combination of memories" recovered from our childhoods and I'm most certain it has nothing to do with the relationship between myself, my parents and my genitals. Sorry Sigmund, but I choose to stay my course. In time too may your star fade and disappear."

Lacey looks around and says "Well...that wasn't the Beatles..."

Meredith sighs, "We'll that's not all that helpful, unless someone murdered him for his cure for insanity."

 

[izillama]

Clover quirked an eyebrow at Meredith, imitating dryly, "That's not all that helpful. Oh, ok then." Forcing air through her dead lungs, she sighed with a huff and kept her thoughts to herself.

Instead of arguing with anyone, she began ordering, her hands gesturing her companions around the room, "Koln, see if you can figure out how to lock and barricade that door they went through. Meredith, use that super doggie sniffer of yours to try and figure out what's behind the OTHER doors in this room. Lacey, here, with me."

She walked to the fireplace and pointed to the panel with the keyhole, "You're the lock-picking genius. Think you can get it open?"

OOC: My (and Clover's) predictions, based on Grout's speech: We are going to come into some kind of "old school asylum" situation in this manor, complete with vampires and/or ghouls and/or zombies in creepy Silent Hill style straight jackets. Also, at some point, Grout's wife is going to come into the picture, and she very well may be crazier than her husband. Oh goodie!

 

[ladymermaid]

Clover quirked an eyebrow at Meredith, imitating dryly, "That's not all that helpful. Oh, ok then." Forcing air through her dead lungs, she sighed with a huff and kept her thoughts to herself.

Instead of arguing with anyone, she began ordering, her hands gesturing her companions around the room, "Koln, see if you can figure out how to lock and barricade that door they went through. Meredith, use that super doggie sniffer of yours to try and figure out what's behind the OTHER doors in this room. Lacey, here, with me."

She walked to the fireplace and pointed to the panel with the keyhole, "You're the lock-picking genius. Think you can get it open?"

OOC: My (and Clover's) predictions, based on Grout's speech: We are going to come into some kind of "old school asylum" situation in this manor, complete with vampires and/or ghouls and/or zombies in creepy Silent Hill style straight jackets. Also, at some point, Grout's wife is going to come into the picture, and she very well may be crazier than her husband. Oh goodie!

Meredith is taken aback by Clover's comment, with a "cat-like" growl she says "Excuse me but I am not a dog! Nor do I intend to be your loyal servant! However, in the interest of time I will check the doors." She says very finitely, gets quickly out of her chair and goes to the door to the lower right of the room(the one closest to her).

 

[Strider_Koln]

After blessing himself, Koln returns to the group, hearing the recording, followed by Clover's instructions.

"Oh this old song? No souer Laces, it is not ze Beatles, but you are not far off. Paul was a dead man, no? We Missed him, missed him... and this was a man singing after his OWN supposed death as well. But I like this man, there is much our minds have in common. He too struggled with the sins and wrongness of ze "new world" he found himself in, and had to listen to others, night in and night out, call him "crazy" when, in reality my brothers and sisters, he was RIGHT."

"I too have this problem, having seen the Glory of the Lord.. and I too have no affection for my genitals! And mon parents... well, only father is Father, they say. I like this song... play it again Clover, and record it with your phone. I may want to hear it again later. It is one of my favorites afterall, but doesn't hold a candle to ze Psalms, especially Psalm 34..."

Koln then proceeds to follow Clover's orders, blessing the door so that no agents of Satan may enter the room.

"I, le Holy Spirit, and Socrates will put up ze sturdiest barricade of them all! Have no fear."

"How do those doors look, mon petit chienchien?" He asks Meredith with a teasing grin on his face.

 

[izillama]

Clover rolled her eyes at Meredith's melodramatic outburst, silently pleased with herself that while the girl was adamant about not wanting to be Clover's servant, she had, nonetheless, done exactly what she was told to do. As for Koln's words, she nodded at the wisdom of his suggestion. Not only did she record the message into her phone, but she also popped out the tape and stuck it right in her pocketbook, just like any good Catholic kleptomaniac would do.

 

[ladymermaid]

Meredith's Sniff Check:

1d20+5 → [18,5] = (23)

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4005704/

Meredith's Listen Check:

1d20+2 → [13,2] = (15)

http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/4005705/

 

[Strider_Koln]

"Clover, if this is indeed a Beatles cover, we may want to play it again, backwards. Can you do that on that thing? We must look at everything at all sides at all times so the Devil will not catch us by surprise."

 

[izillama]

"Clover, if this is indeed a Beatles cover, we may want to play it again, backwards. Can you do that on that thing? We must look at everything at all sides at all times so the Devil will not catch us by surprise."

Clover gave Koln a strange look (not really understanding the Beatles reference from her life-under-a-rock world). Still, she didn't discount his suggestion and gave a shrug, "I'll give it a try. Just keep working on barricading that door, Koln. We might not have much time."

At Koln's suggestion, she popped the tape back into the player and played it backwards...

 

[Tale_Weaver]

Clover quirked an eyebrow at Meredith, imitating dryly, "That's not all that helpful. Oh, ok then." Forcing air through her dead lungs, she sighed with a huff and kept her thoughts to herself.

Instead of arguing with anyone, she began ordering, her hands gesturing her companions around the room, "Koln, see if you can figure out how to lock and barricade that door they went through. Meredith, use that super doggie sniffer of yours to try and figure out what's behind the OTHER doors in this room. Lacey, here, with me."

She walked to the fireplace and pointed to the panel with the keyhole, "You're the lock-picking genius. Think you can get it open?"

Lacey nods at Clover and gets up from the table. She looks at the now empty tape recorder and discretely sticks it in her backpack saying in a low voice "I always wanted a walkman..."

She goes over to the keyhole and takes a pick our of her shirt. She tilts her head in a confused look while fiddling with the lock before putting away the pick. "This isn't a lock but a donut hole. We would have to supply the filling to make it a spicy donut. Of course a little glaze or powder from all that chaffing wouldn't hurt either."