Tale Weaver's Vampire: The Masquerade Game Board

[Strider_Koln]

Vinessa let's out a slight moan as Koln's fangs pierce her skin and he starts to suck her blood. Her eyes close and it looks like she isn't in any pain whatsoever. Koln can hear a voice in his head that sounds like Tony saying "Think of where you are boy. It's feeding time!"

Koln pulls himself away before sucking the girl dry and licks (french kisses?) the wound closed like he saw Clover do previously. The girl slumps over in the lounge and looks as if she simply fell asleep.

Koln gains 5 blood points bringing his total to 10.

With a gasp Koln pulls away from the girl's neck. After that moment of indiscretion, reason comes crashing back through his skull, weighing upon his spirit and dragging it down to the murky yet familiar depths of self-loathing. Koln stands there, staring at the resting girl... seconds pass... then minutes...but to Koln time seems to have stood still. It is a funny concept, time... numbers are discovered by humans it would seem, but time must surely be invented. Time is nothing more than the mechanism that mortals use, gauging the series of events against their own lifespans. In other words, if one was to take away mortality, and everything existed as it is always, time is not there. Koln realizes he is beyond time, beyond the realm of ordinary mortality, and is one with the innate primal framework of reality, one that he can manipulate and change... oh yes, it is indeed very primal...It makes so much sense... time is an invention, but numbers, ah numbers are primal and natural... "THE COUNT! That sesame-street bastard! He... " Koln mutters as he realizes that he is just like that vampiric puppet...

Koln keeps waiting, like someone waiting for a bus... he is praying in his head for his insanity to take him away, oh how grand it would be if he could manipulate his sanity to escape reality, like a drug, but nothing's happening. Maybe it is because he just fed... he is not sure... but Koln forces himself away back to the bar, he needs to find and tell Ruby his latest revelation: He is actually a puppet.

As Koln walks out from the back, is there anyone close by that looks able to chat?

 

[ladyphoenix]

The boy laughs a little half heartedly "Well sure, I myself am not too great a dancer. I end up getting dragged here a lot with my friends and as usual they seem to have run off after we chill at the bar for awhile." "My name is Ed, what's yours?" he says as he follows Ruby over to another booth in the lounge area.

I figured I'd throw you a bone Sarah

>.< oh nos and I have to bite him too lol
Ruby daintily floats down on the booth seat and pats the seat next to her with a smile. She quickly thought of another name as it probably would be too dangerous at this point to do the latter.
"Angela.. Its a .. pleasure to meet you.." she said gently outreaching her hand for his, her wrist pointing downward."
She knew there wasn't a whole lot of time and her hunger grew more intense by the hour.
"It also appears that my friends have also left for the evening. It was kind of silly actually, but they all went home with any guy that can breathe. But I believe I found someone special tonight," she said gazing at him.
She began to wrap her arms around his neck and nuzzle around his face, taking in the scent of flesh and ripe veins. "what do you think Ed?.."

 

[Tale_Weaver]

The 24th Diocese

With a gasp Koln pulls away from the girl's neck. After that moment of indiscretion, reason comes crashing back through his skull, weighing upon his spirit and dragging it down to the murky yet familiar depths of self-loathing. Koln stands there, staring at the resting girl... seconds pass... then minutes...but to Koln time seems to have stood still. It is a funny concept, time... numbers are discovered by humans it would seem, but time must surely be invented. Time is nothing more than the mechanism that mortals use, gauging the series of events against their own lifespans. In other words, if one was to take away mortality, and everything existed as it is always, time is not there. Koln realizes he is beyond time, beyond the realm of ordinary mortality, and is one with the innate primal framework of reality, one that he can manipulate and change... oh yes, it is indeed very primal...It makes so much sense... time is an invention, but numbers, ah numbers are primal and natural... "THE COUNT! That sesame-street bastard! He... " Koln mutters as he realizes that he is just like that vampiric puppet...

Koln keeps waiting, like someone waiting for a bus... he is praying in his head for his insanity to take him away, oh how grand it would be if he could manipulate his sanity to escape reality, like a drug, but nothing's happening. Maybe it is because he just fed... he is not sure... but Koln forces himself away back to the bar, he needs to find and tell Ruby his latest revelation: He is actually a puppet.

As Koln walks out from the back, is there anyone close by that looks able to chat?

Koln bursts out of the lounge suddenly and looks around. Ruby is nowhere to be seen. He goes back to the bar and sits down. The bartender who is there is not Bill tonight but he asks Koln if he wants anything. There is also a girl with straight black hair next to him who has a drink in front of her but doesn't seem too interested in it. She appears lost in space like there is an invisible force pulling her away from reality.

 

[Tale_Weaver]

The 24th Diocese

>.< oh nos and I have to bite him too lol
Ruby daintily floats down on the booth seat and pats the seat next to her with a smile. She quickly thought of another name as it probably would be too dangerous at this point to do the latter.
"Angela.. Its a .. pleasure to meet you.." she said gently outreaching her hand for his, her wrist pointing downward."
She knew there wasn't a whole lot of time and her hunger grew more intense by the hour.
"It also appears that my friends have also left for the evening. It was kind of silly actually, but they all went home with any guy that can breathe. But I believe I found someone special tonight," she said gazing at him.
She began to wrap her arms around his neck and nuzzle around his face, taking in the scent of flesh and ripe veins. "what do you think Ed?.."

Ruby
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Ed puts a hand behind your head and strokes the back of your neck. He whisper's in your ear "I think you're definitely my type. I love the color of your hair." He kisses your cheek and you can feel yourself moving towards his neck as the two of you share a passionate kiss.
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You have to bite the Ed! And hopefully, you won't kill the Ed!

 

[ladyphoenix]

Ruby
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Ed puts a hand behind your head and strokes the back of your neck. He whisper's in your ear "I think you're definitely my type. I love the color of your hair." He kisses your cheek and you can feel yourself moving towards his neck as the two of you share a passionate kiss.
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You have to bite the Ed! And hopefully, you won't kill the Ed!

T.T Here goes nothing, sorry Eddie
The whole ordeal was now overwhelming Ruby altogether. 'I must get this done now before this gets too far..'
She let a gentle kiss on Ed's neck and than sank her fangs in..

Chomp!
1d20+5 → [12,5] = (17)
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[Tale_Weaver]

The 24th Diocese

T.T Here goes nothing, sorry Eddie
The whole ordeal was now overwhelming Ruby altogether. 'I must get this done now before this gets too far..'
She let a gentle kiss on Ed's neck and than sank her fangs in..

Chomp!
1d20+5 → [12,5] = (17)
Roll Lookup

Ruby sinks her fangs into Ed's neck and tastes his thick blood as it goes down her throat. Ed stiffens up when she first bites him but eases into it as Ruby starts to drink. Soon he is filled with the same feeling of ecstasy that Ruby finds herself being overcome with as she fills herself on his blood. Ruby manages to break away before it is too late for Ed and he sits with a rather dazed look on his face with Ruby's bite marks on his neck.

Ruby gains 4 blood points from Ed bringer her total to 9.

 

[Strider_Koln]

Koln bursts out of the lounge suddenly and looks around. Ruby is nowhere to be seen. He goes back to the bar and sits down. The bartender who is there is not Bill tonight but he asks Koln if he wants anything. There is also a girl with straight black hair next to him who has a drink in front of her but doesn't seem too interested in it. She appears lost in space like there is an invisible force pulling her away from reality.

"No, thank you ever so much though." Koln replies to the bartender's inquiry as he sits down next to the girl. He looks over at her and notices her full glass. This can only mean one thing... he must investigate further.

"I am a puppet!" Koln excitedly mutters quickly, when she looks at him he stammers, "Er, I mean Hello, I'm French so I still struggle with the language. Anyway... you seem perturbed, is something the matter? In my experience, when one zones out from reality, they should take caution, sometimes the path back to reality is not as clear as when we first strayed."

Koln, being Koln, has only one thing in mind though despite his kindness. He is now trying to listen for her heartbeat.

Listen check, which heightened senses
1d20+8+4 → [13,8,4] = (25)
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[izillama]

Clover can see the flashing of blue and red lights from police cars over the hill just down the road from Prestor's house. Clover looks over to Prestor's house and sees that it is only a burned out skeleton at this point, remembering how they barely escaped without burning alive.

Clover goes down the road towards the lights and sees two police cars and a few officers barricading off the crime scene with yellow tape. The news crew has left it seems but Clover does see someone she recognizes. Detective Brandt, the one who interrogated her at her dorm is standing there with the other officers searching the premises for clues. They don't see Clover in the shadows just a short distance away.

Clover found herself edging closer to the lights. The action. The murder.
She was duped and drawn in, just like every other witness on the road. Clover imagined their faces. Not daring to look. How appalled they would all be. Pitiful. Some of them probably with children of their own, thinking of how their son or daughter could be next.
She stood away from the group, watching Detective Brandt move through the crime scene like a bloodhound. Hot in the trail. However, Clover thought, if the victim was Suzie, the trail would soon run cold. Brandt would fail.
She felt responsible! Yet utterly useless. She both hoped and didn't hope that it had been Suzie they had found. Finding the girl dead would offer Clover some hope that she had found her way to Heaven after all.
But the girl would be dead, either way.
She listened intently to the crowd from a distance, hoping to catch some idea of what had happened beyond what she had heard on the news.

Hiding in the shadows
1d20+7 → [12,7] = (19)

Listening to the people
1d20+5 → [15,5] = (20)

 

[Tale_Weaver]

The 24th Diocese

"No, thank you ever so much though." Koln replies to the bartender's inquiry as he sits down next to the girl. He looks over at her and notices her full glass. This can only mean one thing... he must investigate further.

"I am a puppet!" Koln excitedly mutters quickly, when she looks at him he stammers, "Er, I mean Hello, I'm French so I still struggle with the language. Anyway... you seem perturbed, is something the matter? In my experience, when one zones out from reality, they should take caution, sometimes the path back to reality is not as clear as when we first strayed."

Koln, being Koln, has only one thing in mind though despite his kindness. He is now trying to listen for her heartbeat.

Listen check, which heightened senses
1d20+8+4 → [13,8,4] = (25)
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"Indeed" says the woman. She turns back to her drink and mutters mostly to herself but loud enough for Koln to hear "I hate martinis." as she slides her finger along the edge of her glass.

Koln
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Your senses hone in on her vitals. There is no heartbeat and that breathing...yes, it's definitely fake! She must be a vampire!
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[Tale_Weaver]

The 24th Diocese

Clover found herself edging closer to the lights. The action. The murder.

She listened intently to the crowd from a distance, hoping to catch some idea of what had happened beyond what she had heard on the news.

Hiding in the shadows
1d20+7 → [12,7] = (19)

Listening to the people
1d20+5 → [15,5] = (20)

Clover manages to stay out of sight in the shadows. It looks like the body is still lying on the ground in the middle of the crime scene. She can hear Detective Brandt talking amongst the other officers. "I can't believe this. This is the third murder this week! Why haven't we been able to catch this guy!?" Detective Brandt rants as he walks around the scene. One of the officers says "Who knows Detective. They all seem to be murdered the same way too, real bloody. I mean what are those gashes from? A sword?" Detective Brandt raises his hand to silence everyone. He bends down and picks something up with his gloved hands. "You find something sir?" one of the officers says. "Yes, I'm bringing this back to the lab for testing." Detective Brandt hurries back to his car. "Take care of the rest of this will ya?" he calls out the window before driving off. The officers talk amongst themselves

"Do you think he's been acting strange lately?"

"Stranger than usual you mean?"

An ambulance pulls up and the officers start to wrap the body up and load it in. Clover is about to leave when she spots a tiny bow on the ground by her feet. She picks it up and looks at it, it definitely does look like something a little girl would wear.