Tale Weaver's Vampire: The Masquerade Game Board

Clover thought for a moment. Really, she felt a bit smug about Koln's "fearless leader" comment. But she didn't want to act cocky. That was exactly the kind of thing that Tony had basically said would get them annihilated.
She spoke carefully, "Well, firstly, I don't think that we should push our luck. Tony obviously has more connections in this town than we do. If anyone could find some solid leads on Suzie's whereabouts, I'm sure it's him. Therefore, it would seem a bit reckless and fruitless on our part to go out looking for her again. As Tony said, they probably don't take too kindly to new vampires. That was probably part of Ugly's problem last night."
Clover smirked a little, remembering the vampire in the sewer. Then she composed herself, looking from Koln to Ruby, "So maybe let's go a different route here. Rather than running into danger, let's keep as far from it as possible. You said it before, Ruby. Let's just take a moment to think: What would make our time as vampires a bit easier? Perhaps we could focus on getting supplies, tools, clothes, whatever it takes to survive and blend in. Right?"
'Personally, I need to get to a computer and do something about tomorrow's biology test, damnit!'
Ruby breathed a sigh of relief when Tony took his leave. She felt a constant urge of competition stiring in her blood the whole sesssion, but her instincts knew better. She knew he was king of the roost at this club and has maintained it for centuries. She turned her attention to Clover as they all discussed what to do next. "I wholeheartedly agree with you. We need to stock up the necessities so we can prepare for the worst, if that may be." she smirked slightly, "Even though sometimes I feel the thrill of a good brawl, I will try to refrain from doing so if possible, looks like I need to do some research on meditation as well.."
Koln still looked shaken up and upset about Tony's meeting earlier. She nudged herself closer to him for a moment and lightly touched his nervous hand. "I know I can't imagine what your going thru now.. but you don't have to put on a smile for us.. If there is anything I.. em.. we can do, please.." she said softly and a little awkward. She wasn't used to being so forward, but at least her words were genuine.
 

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Koln still looked shaken up and upset about Tony's meeting earlier. She nudged herself closer to him for a moment and lightly touched his nervous hand. "I know I can't imagine what your going thru now.. but you don't have to put on a smile for us.. If there is anything I.. em.. we can do, please.." she said softly and a little awkward. She wasn't used to being so forward, but at least her words were genuine.

Koln looked into Ruby's eyes, noticibly touched by her display of affection. At the same time he is confused, he threatened to kill her a few moments ago, and now she shows him such tenderness. It puzzles him, and angers him even more. He would have thought nothing of slaying her if he met her a few weeks ago, but now he... no, must remain rational. The mind forces the body afterall, or so Koln liked to think.

"I really appreciate that Ruby... since we've met you've shown me such kindness, despite my history. I know what I said, and I still mean it, but I am sorry about Jacob... Now I only ask one thing from you and Clover, I am going to continue to crack under this curse while you two thrive. Clover will gain confidence in her ability and develop a strong will, and you... well I'm not sure, but I'm failry certain you will develop into something quite beautiful as well. As for me, I can feel it, they do not give up, they seem to want me dead... God damn these voices in my head. I am going to one day shatter completely, and perhaps hurt you two in the process. I want you to remember me not as a psycho, but as the virtuous man I tried so hard but failed to become."

As Koln speaks his hand raises, for a moment as if to touch Ruby's hair and gently stroke, but he manages to pull his eyes away from her's, hand dropping to his side, and hating himself all the more for this internal contradiction of head and heart.

"In any event, we need weapons. There are enemies everywhere... What time is it? I doubt many places are open now but I could be wrong. More clothes would be nice. Also, Ruby, I would be happy to show you some of my techniques for meditation that I learned while at the Vatican, although I warn you, they are a bit 'Eastern' in tone."
 
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The 24th Diocese

"In any event, we need weapons. There are enemies everywhere... What time is it? I doubt many places are open now but I could be wrong. More clothes would be nice. Also, Ruby, I would be happy to show you some of my techniques for meditation that I learned while at the Vatican, although I warn you, they are a bit 'Eastern' in tone."

You all notice that the crowd in the bar is starting to dwindle and the music is getting quieter. There is a clock on the wall behind the bar that says that the time is about 9:30pm at this point. The time just seemed to slip by between Clover seducing Mike and your meeting with Tony. Clover knows that the mall is most likely closed but there are some smaller shops in the are that stay open till about 11.
 


Clover couldn't watch anymore.
Her lavendar eyes had been staring at Koln and Ruby for just a few moments when she realized with just a twinge of sour regret that she had to look away and concentrate on other else. It wasn't that she was jealous of either of them. But the idea that Clover didn't have anyone two confide in--anyone who acted even half as tenderly towards her as Koln and Ruby acted towards each other, even after Koln's declaration of being ready to kill her--left her feeling incredibly... bitter.
She averted her eyes, as though what she was watching and hearing was something indecent and private. She tried to focus on the now-dwindling crowd of the club, wondering how many of the patrons here, while not vampires themselves, knew about thier kind through Tony or some other source.
She noticed the clock on the wall said that it was now 9:30. She absorbed herself in her own thoughts, remembering that Koln had said something about wanting clothing and weapons. Well, she was pretty sure that the mall was now closed for the night (especially on a Sunday). But that couldn't be the only game in town, right?
Chancing a peek back at her two friends, she saw that they were quietly invovled in the usual conversations: violence, insanity, meditation...
She pressed her lips together and suddenly stood, mumbling something to them about excusing her for a moment. Then, she brinkly crossed the room to the payphone on the other side.
She grabbed the ancient phone book as though it were her life-line. She was glad for the legitimate excuse to get away from Koln and Ruby. If only for a moment.
Quickly, she began to rifle through the old, dog-eared and ruffled pages. Her eyes scanned quickly, looking for anything in the area that might prove helpful: either a clothing or weapons shop that might be open this late.

1d20+8 → [16,8] = (24)
Gathering Information ^.^
 

The 24th Diocese

Clover couldn't watch anymore.
Her lavendar eyes had been staring at Koln and Ruby for just a few moments when she realized with just a twinge of sour regret that she had to look away and concentrate on other else. It wasn't that she was jealous of either of them. But the idea that Clover didn't have anyone two confide in--anyone who acted even half as tenderly towards her as Koln and Ruby acted towards each other, even after Koln's declaration of being ready to kill her--left her feeling incredibly... bitter.
She averted her eyes, as though what she was watching and hearing was something indecent and private. She tried to focus on the now-dwindling crowd of the club, wondering how many of the patrons here, while not vampires themselves, knew about thier kind through Tony or some other source.
She noticed the clock on the wall said that it was now 9:30. She absorbed herself in her own thoughts, remembering that Koln had said something about wanting clothing and weapons. Well, she was pretty sure that the mall was now closed for the night (especially on a Sunday). But that couldn't be the only game in town, right?
Chancing a peek back at her two friends, she saw that they were quietly invovled in the usual conversations: violence, insanity, meditation...
She pressed her lips together and suddenly stood, mumbling something to them about excusing her for a moment. Then, she brinkly crossed the room to the payphone on the other side.
She grabbed the ancient phone book as though it were her life-line. She was glad for the legitimate excuse to get away from Koln and Ruby. If only for a moment.
Quickly, she began to rifle through the old, dog-eared and ruffled pages. Her eyes scanned quickly, looking for anything in the area that might prove helpful: either a clothing or weapons shop that might be open this late.

1d20+8 → [16,8] = (24)
Gathering Information ^.^

Clover
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You rifle through the old phone book and see page after page of useless and mostly outdated ads and numbers. Just when you think you've found enough girls' numbers scrawled in the pages offering a "good time" to last you the rest of your life, you find an ad for a local pawn shop that stands out. It says in bold letters Krazy Kip's Discount Accessories and below that "find everything from HAM radios to baseball cards all at such low prices it's IN-SANE!!". You look at the address and note that it is not far at all from the mall.
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Clover arched an eyebrow. Well, if there was a perfect place to check out this night, it seemed to be Krazy Kip's. They would probably be a lit lacking in the clothing department (not that Clover would ever go so low as to buy secondhand clothing...) but as for weapons they might be able to find exactly what they needed there.
Rather than bother scrawling down the number, she simply ripped the entire page with the ad on it out of the phone book and stuffed it in her purse.
Then, tentatively, she stepped back over to her friends. Ok, they wanted a leader? They'd get one. Before she could get a look at their probably lovey dovey facial expressions, she clapped her hands briskly, "Okay, people. Chop chop! I found a pawn shop in the phone book that might prove useful. Let's get going before the place closes. Okay?"
 

Clover arched an eyebrow. Well, if there was a perfect place to check out this night, it seemed to be Krazy Kip's. They would probably be a lit lacking in the clothing department (not that Clover would ever go so low as to buy secondhand clothing...) but as for weapons they might be able to find exactly what they needed there.
Rather than bother scrawling down the number, she simply ripped the entire page with the ad on it out of the phone book and stuffed it in her purse.
Then, tentatively, she stepped back over to her friends. Ok, they wanted a leader? They'd get one. Before she could get a look at their probably lovey dovey facial expressions, she clapped her hands briskly, "Okay, people. Chop chop! I found a pawn shop in the phone book that might prove useful. Let's get going before the place closes. Okay?"
Ruby leaped to the occasion at Clover's words, all fired up with energy. She clasped her hands in excitement. "Right! lets do this, onto another adventure!" she cheered. Her other side was speaking thru her akwardness from a few seconds ago. She looked at Clover and the memory of her confession flooded her mind once more in a flash. She tried to cover her sadness for her on her face. She is yearning to talk to her when at another private time. She played with her handmade bag at her side a bit with her hand as a nervous twitch. "Ok i'm ready" she said with a grin.
 

"Sounds good Clover, nice idea." They leave the club, heading outside.

As soon as they head outside Koln starts to feel an intense pressure on his chest, something building up from his stomach, through his throat, and not stopping at his mouth but continuing up his brainstem. It is a hard sensation to describe, if someone asked Koln what he was feeling he'd try to describe it as "mentally vomitting."

Since the curse started Koln has felt as if his own brain was waging war on his spirit. It constantly taunts and attacks him through a variety of cruel jokes and illusions. This time his mind seems so be outright attacking him, causing him intense physical pain, as if it were enraged by Koln pretending to be normal.

All of the voices he suppressed were coming back with a vengence.
Koln stops for a moment, removing his hat and clutching his hair tightly, all the while he growls, fangs bared angrilly. The voices in his head all demanding an answer how he could let Tony live, how he could let them all be damned, how he could care so much about vampires, how he willingly betrayed God...

"Damn it all, I am weak, so weak! That vampire, who knows how many more he will victimize?! How many souls he will corrupt and steal?!" He shouts as he falls to his knees, his bloodied fist repeatedly punching the pavement under him. He sighs, on the verge of crying from the pain in his head, he looks up at Clover and Ruby, and feels ashamed and pathetic. He slowls stands, dusting off his knees and returning his hat to his head. "Sorry, I'm fine." He says and smiles, walking up behind them, but a more truthful expression of his feeling at the moment would be,
'I hate myself and I want to die.'
 
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The Wheels on the Bus Go Round and Round

"Sounds good Clover, nice idea." They leave the club, heading outside.

As soon as they head outside Koln starts to feel an intense pressure on his chest, something building up from his stomach, through his throat, and not stopping at his mouth but continuing up his brainstem. It is a hard sensation to describe, if someone asked Koln what he was feeling he'd try to describe it as "mentally vomitting."

Since the curse started Koln has felt as if his own brain was waging war on his spirit. It constantly taunts and attacks him through a variety of cruel jokes and illusions. This time his mind seems so be outright attacking him, causing him intense physical pain, as if it were enraged by Koln pretending to be normal.

All of the voices he suppressed were coming back with a vengence.
Koln stops for a moment, removing his hat and clutching his hair tightly, all the while he growls, fangs bared angrilly. The voices in his head all demanding an answer how he could let Tony live, how he could let them all be damned, how he could care so much about vampires, how he willingly betrayed God...

"Damn it all, I am weak, so weak! That vampire, who knows how many more he will victimize?! How many souls he will corrupt and steal?!" He shouts as he falls to his knees, his bloodied fist repeatedly punching the pavement under him. He sighs, on the verge of crying from the pain in his head, he looks up at Clover and Ruby, and feels ashamed and pathetic. He slowly stands, dusting off his knees and returning his hat to his head. "Sorry, I'm fine." He says and smiles, walking up behind them, but a more truthful expression of his feeling at the moment would be,
'I hate myself and I want to die.'

You all head over to the bus stop and wait for the bus to arrive. There are only a handful of people on the street and most of them hastily left the scene upon seeing Koln's break down. The bus arrives at 10:15 on the mark and you board it planning to take the stop at the mall as the pawn shop is but a block away. You hope that the pawn shop stays open till at least 11.

The bus pulls up to the stop and you get off and start walking. It may be only a block but the scenery sure takes a dive throughout your short walk and it's not long before you find yourself in a dingy neighborhood surrounded by shanty looking buildings and porn shops. Krazy Kip's is just ahead. You are about to enter when a man in rags who is either homeless or just very poor saunters out from an alleyway and confronts you. "Can, can you spare some change people?" He holds out a cup with a few coins in it and shakes it. "Change?.....change?"

Meanwhile in the alley next to The 24th Diocese....

Mike wakes up and looks around. He finds himself propped up against a wall with a beer bottle in his hand and his clothes all disheveled. He says dumbfounded "Dude....did I just score?"
 
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