Tale Weaver's Vampire: The Masquerade Game Board

[izillama]

'There really was a reason why, in life, I never liked to go out to clubs or do anything of the sort. It's so mundanely idiotic! What, pray tell, is the purpose of dancing like this? Do people get some sort of natural high from drinking themselves into a stupor and then grinding on each other like dogs in heat? And this man, Jim, is no exception. Look at him. What did he have? Two shots and now he can't even contr... Ack! Stop brushing up against me! What am I, some sort of pole? Have something in the way of common decency and gentlemanly behavior for the love of God! Oh well, at least I have Ruby. Huh? Hey, Ruby? Why are you walking away from me!? Not you too. No wonder I have abandonment issues. Everyone gets me mixed up with these dick-headed pricks and then they leave me. And everyone wonders why I'm so bitter!'
Clover watched as her friend completely lost focus and walked away, over to another group of boys.
Oh well, at least now she didn't have to share. Which was good, because all of this dancing was making her hungry.
Time to strike.
She was feeling daring. Seductive. She grinned impishly, preparing herself mentally for the feast, "Jim? Why don't we go somewhere a little more... private? Just you and me." She curled her finger in the quintessential "come-hither" movement, then began to walk to the back of the club to one of the private booths. She had had enough of that damned alleyway!

 

[Tale_Weaver]

The 24th Diocese

She was feeling daring. Seductive. She grinned impishly, preparing herself mentally for the feast, "Jim? Why don't we go somewhere a little more... private? Just you and me." She curled her finger in the quintessential "come-hither" movement, then began to walk to the back of the club to one of the private booths. She had had enough of that damned alleyway!

A rather perverted smile crosses Jim's face. "Damn girl..." he says as he follows Clover to the private area. You both sit down in a booth similar to the one that you were sitting in when you spoke with Tony.

"This is my favorite kind of love making. The music, the people dancing, the drinks. It's just so perfect! Don't you think Angie?" Jim says as he puts his arms around a flirtatious Clover.

 

[Tale_Weaver]

Live Game Session 3/1

Here's a short summary of what happened just for the record:

Koln fed for the first time off a human victim. He somehow managed to keep her alive despite his -5 penalty. He earned the Achievement: Tony's Angels (worth 1XP) and gained 6 blood points bringing his total to 10.

Clover fed off of Jim and nearly killed him. Clover gained 7 blood points bringing her total to 11.

Ruby fed on a random guy in the club and got 5 blood points from him bringing her total to 13.

Later on there was a pitched battle with the red-haired vampire that Ruby saw in Prestor's house. She seemed to know about Jacob Prestor but was more concerned with wiping out the players as per Edward's request.

The players managed to hold up their own and the vampire turned into a bat and flew away. Blood points were used during the battle for the following:

Koln

Used Blood Heal for 10hp (1 blood point)

Healed at the end of battle (1 blood point)

8 blood points at the end of it all

Ruby

Used Blood Buff (1 blood point)

Healed at the end of battle (1 blood point)

11 at the end

Clover

Healed at the end of battle (1 blood point)

9 at the end

The group went back to the University to recover and rest. Koln found a bottle of black hair dye in the dorm room that no one else saw. He had a vision where he followed a wolf with silver fur who led him to a church and then transformed into the red-haired vampire woman before disappearing. In the church were various past vampire hunters and a weeping woman. He went up to the weeping woman to find that it was the pig-tailed girl from previous visions he has had.

"We are in a lot of trouble" she said to him. Koln dyed her hair black and she thanked him and snapped him back to reality. Koln got the Achievement: Instant Brunette (worth 1XP).

The group finished the chapter and recieved 4 XP. Everyone reached level 3!

 

[Tale_Weaver]

University of Denver

If everyone wakes up":

Koln uses 1 blood point making his total 7.
Ruby uses 1 blood point making her total 10.
Clover uses 1 blood point making her total 8.

It is a typical night. Clover goes to class leaving everyone else to do their thing. It is a Thursday, 5:30pm. According to the schedule we made Clover has Business class with Prof. Jones followed by Finance until 10pm.

 

[izillama]

[sblock=No Choice]She had no choice.
This was getting serious.
Clover scrambled her way across the campus to Professor Jones' 6:00 class. As she ran, she made a point of dodging from shadow to shadow. Though it was dusk, the sun was still slightly visible on the horizon. Clover wasn't sure what the "magic time" was when vampires could actually be out, but she wasn't taking any chances. The sun would be down momentarily, anyway.
But on to more pressing matters. It was Thursday, and she had been having a very pressing problem in her classes of the three previous nights: she looked dead. It wasn't that she had meant to, however she had constantly found herself freezing up, shutting down, and sitting completely still for hours on end. If she wasn't careful, someone was going to start asking questions!
And that was why she had no choice. As much as she hated it, this was what had to be done. [/sblock]
She walked into Professor Jones' class and immediately stepped up to the front of the room where he was copying down the homework onto the blackboard. She waited for his to realize her presence and, when he didn't, she cleared her throat. Usually, this would have struck her as rude. However, she found that during this entire ordeal, her relationship with the good professor was slowly becoming less formal.
He turned, smiling as per usual, and Clover made her request (as much as she loathed it). She wrung her hands, "Um... good evening, Professor. I'm sorry to bother you like this, but could you do me a favor? I feel like I'm not being... challenged enough in this class. Do you think you could call on me more? I'm sure my classmates would appreciate the break." She laughed, as though it was a joke he should surely share her sentiments on.
[sblock=And the why]She hoped that this would force her to remain in control of her actions. It would force her to feign life. [/sblock]

 

[Tale_Weaver]

University of Denver

[sblock=No Choice]She had no choice.
This was getting serious.
Clover scrambled her way across the campus to Professor Jones' 6:00 class. As she ran, she made a point of dodging from shadow to shadow. Though it was dusk, the sun was still slightly visible on the horizon. Clover wasn't sure what the "magic time" was when vampires could actually be out, but she wasn't taking any chances. The sun would be down momentarily, anyway.
But on to more pressing matters. It was Thursday, and she had been having a very pressing problem in her classes of the three previous nights: she looked dead. It wasn't that she had meant to, however she had constantly found herself freezing up, shutting down, and sitting completely still for hours on end. If she wasn't careful, someone was going to start asking questions!
And that was why she had no choice. As much as she hated it, this was what had to be done. [/sblock]
She walked into Professor Jones' class and immediately stepped up to the front of the room where he was copying down the homework onto the blackboard. She waited for his to realize her presence and, when he didn't, she cleared her throat. Usually, this would have struck her as rude. However, she found that during this entire ordeal, her relationship with the good professor was slowly becoming less formal.
He turned, smiling as per usual, and Clover made her request (as much as she loathed it). She wrung her hands, "Um... good evening, Professor. I'm sorry to bother you like this, but could you do me a favor? I feel like I'm not being... challenged enough in this class. Do you think you could call on me more? I'm sure my classmates would appreciate the break." She laughed, as though it was a joke he should surely share her sentiments on.
[sblock=And the why]She hoped that this would force her to remain in control of her actions. It would force her to feign life. [/sblock]

Clover notices herself in the mirror before she heads off to class. She sees that her complexion is much healthier and looks almost the same as it did before she became a vampire.

Prof. Jones even makes a comment to Clover at the end of class saying that she must be sleeping better because she looks much healthier. This is of course after calling on her numerous times throughout the lesson. Clover swears she hears one of the other students behind her mutter "teacher's pet." under her breath.

 

[izillama]

[sblock=Off to Finance Class!]Clover walked uncertainly away from Professor Jones' class. She hated being called on. But, thankfully, the possibility of being called on forced her to stay a bit more active during class. She felt proud that she had managed to look so... lively.
After Professor Jones' comment, Clover found herself more than willing to want to check it out for herself. As she walked to Finance, she slowly pulled out her compact and tentatively took a look in the glass. Where just a couple days ago she had repulsed even herself, she now looked rather healthy. It wasn't the rosy hue that she had sported during life, mind you. But rather, she looked decidedly less dead. Clover managed to smile at herself in the glass, her narcissistic self managing to come to the forefront for a moment, 'Look at you, Clover! Now that's the girl you used to know. Maybe a little rough around the edges, still. But look at that! Rosy cheeks. Red lips. A corpse no longer!'
She grinned to herself, wondering if her friends would notice later. Koln and Ruby hadn't, after all, been awake when she had left earlier.
Presently, she found herself arriving to her Finance class. This had been one of her least favorite classes. Right up there with English, actually. But it was a necessary evil nonetheless. She pushed the door open and stepped over the threshold, bent on asking her professor the same thing that she had asked Professor Jones. But she caught herself. This guy was particularly nasty. And since Clover wasn't the best at economics to begin with, she began to reevaluate whether or not she wanted this guy calling on her left and right. For three hours straight.
'Hm... maybe I can manage to stay awake on my own. Maybe.'
Putting her faith into her new found Blush of Health (I think that's what it was called?), she sat down towards the back of the room and geared up for the worst.[/sblock]

 

[ladyphoenix]

Ruby stretches from her awaken sleep and notices Clover has gone to her classes. She nudges at the awakening Koln. "Hey, should we figure out a way to help that house?"

 

[Strider_Koln]

Ruby stretches from her awaken sleep and notices Clover has gone to her classes. She nudges at the awakening Koln. "Hey, should we figure out a way to help that house?"

Koln tosses in his sleep. Although he recently fed he still desires... no-lusts! for blood. He needs more...

His eyelids part and sees Ruby smiling down at him, and immediately he feels shame. Lately she has been the pious and innocent one, and he's felt his own sense of spiritual self-righteousness slowly rotting away, making him think things that simply should not be possible under God's watch...

"Huh, er yeah, right that house." He slowly sits up, scratching his head before popping his hat on. Socrates pokes his head out of Koln's pocket as if to greet Ruby. "Hm, it is interesting. It is different than anything I've encountered, what do the Amish think of ghosts and possession, if anything?"

 

[ladyphoenix]

Koln tosses in his sleep. Although he recently fed he still desires... no-lusts! for blood. He needs more...

His eyelids part and sees Ruby smiling down at him, and immediately he feels shame. Lately she has been the pious and innocent one, and he's felt his own sense of spiritual self-righteousness slowly rotting away, making him think things that simply should not be possible under God's watch...

"Huh, er yeah, right that house." He slowly sits up, scratching his head before popping his hat on. Socrates pokes his head out of Koln's pocket as if to greet Ruby. "Hm, it is interesting. It is different than anything I've encountered, what do the Amish think of ghosts and possession, if anything?"

Ruby pauses for a moment. "Well, the only good spirit is The Holy Spirit as we like to believe. Anything else would be the work of Satan himself. If this truly is another spirit, maybe it is a tormented one seeking divine guidance." She shakes her head. "I'm not an expert when it comes to my Village's religion, but I can only come up with my own conclusions for the greater good." She thinks some more. "Maybe we should investigate the bank the owner and his ancestors used to work in, perhaps there was a scandal or something," she said, trying to come up with new things to help them.