Bright Lights, Bloody Nights, Big City: Vampire Game Thread

Cynical Cat · Post by **Cynical Cat** » Wed Jul 13, 2005 8:44 pm

The vamp takes a long drag on his cigarette. "Well, that settles that." He rattled off an address. "You can find Wright there, when he's in. Or one of his boys when he's out." He extended his hand. "The name's Tony."

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Thu Jul 14, 2005 12:54 am

"Yeah, I have some nice get-togethers." he said with a shrug.

A priest. A fucking priest. Or a priest wannabe. Maybe a goddamned nutter.

"Say, mind if I ask what clan you're in?"

Some of the prissies considered it poor etiquette to inquire about somebody's clan- after all, a refined and proper kindred should be able to tell from the subtle cues. But that was just another one of their useless little games that Wright had no patience for. He preferred the blunt approach.

Comrade Tortoise · Post by **Comrade Tortoise** » Thu Jul 14, 2005 2:43 pm

Some of the prissies considered it poor etiquette to inquire about somebody's clan- after all, a refined and proper kindred should be able to tell from the subtle cues. But that was just another one of their useless little games that Wright had no patience for. He preferred the blunt approach.

"I dont have one. At least not that I know of. I was confessing someone when they broke through the screen... I was embraced entirely against my will... and God's... but that is a story that I will save for another day... " he said with a sigh and an audible shudder. The memory still distburbed and saddened him. A deep burden on his soul.

frigidmagi · Post by **frigidmagi** » Thu Jul 14, 2005 7:36 pm

The vamp takes a long drag on his cigarette. "Well, that settles that." He rattled off an address. "You can find Wright there, when he's in. Or one of his boys when he's out." He extended his hand. "The name's Tony."

Jason straightened up and took the hand.

"Jason." He replied.

--later that night--

Jason stood outside the address, looking up at the place. It was a pretty big building, kinda like the house Ivan had kept everyone in. Oh Well either way he was sure it kept the sunlight off Wright's head. He chose to just walk up to a side door, instead of doing anything showy. A pair of bully boys stood next to it, trying to look relaxed and failing bad. Walking meat on the hoof really.

He stopped and looked at the closiest one.

"I'm here to see Wright or Rossi. It's about a job." He said flatly.

Cynical Cat · Post by **Cynical Cat** » Thu Jul 14, 2005 7:41 pm

The enforcer outside the converted wearhouse looked him over. "Sure. Rossi's inside. Knock yourself out." He lead Jason up to the second story, which had been converted into a loft style living space.

Inside, the party was still going strong. It was a nice play and music came from both a piano and a phonograph. Booze flowed and tough guys danced with party girls. It seemed that Wright made his money the Chicago way. The enforcer pointed to a heavy set, dark haired man with a handle bar mustache. "That's Rossi."

frigidmagi · Post by **frigidmagi** » Thu Jul 14, 2005 8:07 pm

The enforcer pointed to a heavy set, dark haired man with a handle bar mustache. "That's Rossi."

Jason nodded and thanked the bully boy. He walked up to the pointed out man and spoke quietly.

"I hear you're hiring."

Cynical Cat · Post by **Cynical Cat** » Thu Jul 14, 2005 8:11 pm

Rossi looked up. "Well, well, well. I haven't seen you around." He gave Jason a careful look over. "This could get messy. Are you up for it?"

frigidmagi · Post by **frigidmagi** » Thu Jul 14, 2005 8:17 pm

"Well, well, well. I haven't seen you around." He gave Jason a careful look over. "This could get messy. Are you up for it?

"I've been in messy before. I'm in if you want me."

Cynical Cat · Post by **Cynical Cat** » Thu Jul 14, 2005 8:25 pm

Rossi nodded. "You look like you can handle yourself. Let's go visit Wright's office." Rossi lead Jason to a rather large and comfortable office. "Sit down. Wright's got comfortable chairs."

Rossi slouched into a chair. "What's your price?"

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Fri Jul 15, 2005 4:21 am

A clanless bastard, chicken-eating priest on a sorrow and heartache trip...

If he starts quoting Seeger, I'll kill him myself.

"Tough break pal, but hell, I've never met anybody who asked to get sucked on. Just the way it happens."

Comrade Tortoise · Post by **Comrade Tortoise** » Fri Jul 15, 2005 1:53 pm

"Indeed." the priest said flatly
"Certaily solidified my faith though. One can ask for no better proof that the supernatural exists" he said with a chuckle

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Fri Jul 15, 2005 2:09 pm

He shrugged. He figured God existed, in an abstract fashion that didn't intrude on his thoughts much. As for God giving a shit about the world, hell, look around! What kind of God would let this kind of world go on, if he really gave a shit?

"Gotta watch that 'thinking too much'," he admonished Chicken Boy. "Bad habit."

Comrade Tortoise · Post by **Comrade Tortoise** » Sat Jul 16, 2005 8:21 pm

"I tend to think that there is no such thing as thinking to much. My brain is the only part of me that is still 'alive'" he said, making little airquotes with his fingers

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Sun Jul 17, 2005 5:05 am

"You think too much, you go nuts," Wright said dismissively. He used to be a thinker himself, and all that led to was realizing just how screwed everyone was if they tried to play it straight.

Cynical Cat · Post by **Cynical Cat** » Mon Jul 18, 2005 2:02 pm

The cold man knocked on the door to his lord's study. "Enter," came from within. The cold man opened the door and walked inside. His liege was behind his desk with several open books piled on top of it. All but one of the books were old.

"My lord, there has been a development." His liege looked up. Six vampires ruled this city in truth and the one who held the title of Prince was not the greatest among them. Prince Adam Whitehaven ran th city in a manner that all six found tolerable, which was better than the alternative of open power struggle. Like elders everyhwhere, they perfered a safe status quo that kept them at the top of the food chain.

"Speak," his liege commanded.

"Three archons came to town." The Camarilla was in theory something like a benevolent confederacy of vampire clans and domains. It provided a framework to work for mutual benefit. But like any government, it had its enforcers. One Justicar chosen from each of the seven clans. Each Justicar was served by archons, enforcers of the Justicars will. They were spies, investigators, and assassins.

"What did they want?"

"I didn't overhear. They spoke only with the Seneschal, who was very close liped about the affair."

"Send a message to the other Primogen. We must have a meeting with our Prince."

"Your will, my liege."

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Something watched from the darkness. It did not think of itself as Kindred, it prefered the old term of vampire. Its first move had been noticed, as it wished. Now the game was afoot.

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Mon Jul 18, 2005 3:54 pm

He braced himself up as they approached his haven. It wasn't too late to tell Chicken Boy to get lost.

God, was Rossi ever going to give him hell for the next hundred years.

Bracing up, he nodded toward the warehouse. "There it is. C'mon... Leo."

He had to watch it. He'd almost called the other kindred 'Chicken Boy' out loud there.

frigidmagi · Post by **frigidmagi** » Mon Jul 18, 2005 5:26 pm

Rossi slouched into a chair. "What's your price?"

Jason considered... He needed information, money, to be legal, what else? Could he use information about who sent him has leverage? Hrmmm...

"I need information and a bit of it, has well has cash. I was told you could fix it so I was 'legal'? What excaltly does that mean?" Jason asked.

Cynical Cat · Post by **Cynical Cat** » Mon Jul 18, 2005 9:38 pm

Rossi leaned back. "Those terms are acceptable. You don't know much about Kindred society do you? Never mind, it's obvious." Rossi took a long drag on his cigarette "Where to begin?" He waited a moment, thinking.

"There are six traditions that form the basis of Kindred law. The one relevent to your status is the Tradition of domain. This city is in theory ruled by a prince, who is really the voice of the Primogen, the leaders of the clans. The Prince determines who can live within the city. What you need to do is convince him that your presence will be a plus, not a minus. Which is easier if someone vouches for you." Rossi gave Jason a signifigant look.

"As for money, yeah we can get you that. Information, well that depends on what you want. Some is easier to come by than others. I take it you're asking for the low down on how to get by in the big city?"

frigidmagi · Post by **frigidmagi** » Mon Jul 18, 2005 9:43 pm

take it you're asking for the low down on how to get by in the big city?"

"Yes."

Cynical Cat · Post by **Cynical Cat** » Mon Jul 18, 2005 10:01 pm

Rossi smiled. "Well, you got lucky. They Six Traditions are what you need to know. Let's see, will start with domain. The city belongs to the prince, or in this case the Primogen. Every vampire is lord of his haven and the big dog in his holdings. Some areas of town have additional rules. No violence in the Elysium, no fucking with the hunting in the Rack. No hunting in the Rack without permission. No siring without permission. Your childe's crimes are on your head until you cut him lose, but until then you can ice his ass anytime you want. No killing other vamps, exception noted. What else?"

"Oh yeah. Hospitality. That means if you show up and present yourself to the Prince and promise to be a good boy, he has to give you the benefit of the doubt about whether or not to let you stay in the city. And either way, the Scourge isn't suppossed to put you in the boneyard. From your perspective, the big one."

"Now this last one is rather obvious: don't let the fucking cat out of the fucking bag. As far as humans are concerned vampires don't exist and the number one rule is that it is easier for all of us as long as it stays that way. If you fuck this one up, get help from someone who can clean it up immediately and you have a good chance of getting through it with your ass intact. Otherwise you are dead meat."

Comrade Tortoise · Post by **Comrade Tortoise** » Tue Jul 19, 2005 2:05 am

Petrosjko wrote:He braced himself up as they approached his haven. It wasn't too late to tell Chicken Boy to get lost.

God, was Rossi ever going to give him hell for the next hundred years.

Bracing up, he nodded toward the warehouse. "There it is. C'mon... Leo."

He had to watch it. He'd almost called the other kindred 'Chicken Boy' out loud there.

"lead the way" the priest said, catching the hesitation and figuring it from the suppression of some derogatory, if funny term for a vampire that doesnt feed on human blood

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Tue Jul 19, 2005 8:58 am

He passed through the ghouls guarding the entrance, not even acknowledging their presence as they parted for him.

"So I'm guessing you haven't made your proper goods with the Prince yet, right?"

Comrade Tortoise · Post by **Comrade Tortoise** » Tue Jul 19, 2005 10:31 am

"Actually I have. It took a couple years, I had to ask around a bit, but once that happened... " Father Leo trailed off "I have a few friends in mortal society and the prince thought those contacts would be useful, so he let me stay, then there were the odd jobs I had to do..."

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Tue Jul 19, 2005 10:57 am

A known guy in town hunting at the stockyards. That was just sad.

"Yeah? Who ya know?"

They entered the warehouse itself. Dusty crates were stacked in this section, many of them broken and open, revealing coils of rusted cable and other useless junk.

"Leftover war material," he said, jerking his head toward the crates.

Useless for anything other than cover, not that the cops actually went looking for booze for legitimate reasons, like, laughably enough, enforcing the law.

Comrade Tortoise · Post by **Comrade Tortoise** » Tue Jul 19, 2005 11:49 am

"Mostly congregants at my old church. St. Lawrence, on Main... "He trailed off, as if living pleasant memories
"Police Commissioner McMannis, an italian mob underboos by the street name of Timmy Twofingers... people like that"

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