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

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Tue Sep 20, 2005 9:03 pm

"No excuses! Just DO it! She is driving me crazy!" Mary snaps. "It is because of her we are in this mess. She deserves to die!"

imperfect vision · Post by **imperfect vision** » Tue Sep 20, 2005 9:05 pm

"Now, now, haste is a horrible master to suffer under, miss. How is it Cassie's fault?" He decides to pop a squat and do some negotiation between the...women?

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Tue Sep 20, 2005 9:09 pm

If he was standing she would grab his throat. She GROWLS, "My...name...is ...not ...MISS!"

"She fucked up, that's what she did. She went into the goddamn church instead of going home like I told her to do. If she was really such a good girl, shouldnt she be taken care of business at her home with those who need it? NO! Instead she is fucking around in this church, and tempts the fucking devil to challenge. Well you know what? She lost. She can have her fucking god or devil. I really could give a shit where she goes. I just want her gone!"

imperfect vision · Post by **imperfect vision** » Tue Sep 20, 2005 9:18 pm

He tipped his head to a side. "So you're saying it's her fault for circumstance, huh? Well hot damn. Ya know what? I don't think nobody's gonna do anything 'cept kill ya if you do that sort of thing. Askin' to kill Cassie. When did you pop along in that pretty head of hers?'

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Tue Sep 20, 2005 9:21 pm

Her eyes narrow, "It's MY head. She was barrowing the space from ME! Never fucking mind! I will take care of it myself!"

The head goes down as the body sits onto the cold and slimy ground below.

imperfect vision · Post by **imperfect vision** » Tue Sep 20, 2005 9:24 pm

He rubbed his face. How to handle this? He kneels down before Mary. "Now look. I dunno if you can hear me in there... all of y'all, but know this. Each of you is a strength. You might blame her, but Cassie can do things for you. Not like Wright, who thinks everyone's a pedestal. I at least shoulder some burden." He smirks. "Yer not alone 'til you make yerself that way, 'n if you kill off that li'l bit, then it'll be more than her head rollin' on the floor."

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Tue Sep 20, 2005 9:25 pm

The head raises slowly, and a pair of calm and collected eyes stare at Holden.

imperfect vision · Post by **imperfect vision** » Tue Sep 20, 2005 9:27 pm

"....Rose, huh? ..Evaluate: Does it make sense to kill off the social girl when she can open so many doors for the rest of y'all?"

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Tue Sep 20, 2005 9:30 pm

Rosemary says cooly. "Cassie serves a purpose." Very careful not to say what that purpose might be to her. "But that is not important right now. It looks like Mary made a mess. We need to clean it up and get to the Prince."

Cynical Cat · Post by **Cynical Cat** » Tue Sep 20, 2005 9:32 pm

He/she wore rich ermine robes and raised his/her hands. It was an androgynous angel of inhuman beauty and horror. Features of erfect symmetry and smooth, unspoiled flesh covered plates of bone-armour and was in turn armed with osseos blades that jutted from its perfect flesh. It looked down from the catwalk and addressed the crowd gathered below. Its voice was music. "Brothers and sisters in the service of Caine, we are gathered here to settle a dispute from amongst our number in obediance to our law and custom. There has been struggle and violence amongst us, and some conflicts refuse to die, but we are all Sabbat."

The assembled vampires muttered among themselves. They segregated themselves into groups not by clan, but by pack and faction. Most of them were under a hundred years old and all but a few were experienced killers. There were nearly one hundred of them under this roof. "Tonight, the conflict ends. Tonight there will be one unchallenged Archbishop of Detroit. Let the claiments step forward."

A broad shouldered man in jeans and leather stepped forward. His face was marked by stubble and his mouth was twisted in a perpetual sneer. Lank, dark hair hung to his jaw. "I claim the throne," he said.

A woman stepped out to meet him. She was slim and pale, with hair and eyes as black as night. She too wore heavy leathers, although hers were tailored to her body. "I am the most fit and therefore the position should be mine," she said firmly.

The androgynous Fiend spoke again. "Is there no way to settle this dispute short of the Rite of Monomancy?"

"Not unless she gives in," snarled the man.

"I do not yield to inferiors," she replied.

"Then we shall begin," intoned the Fiend.

imperfect vision · Post by **imperfect vision** » Tue Sep 20, 2005 9:34 pm

Holden sits back with a sigh and nods. "Yeah, certainly do." He searches around for something sharp, finding a jagged piece of metal, and slides it into the drunkard's hand. "Looks good enough for me, now let's high tail it and get this over with so we can find ourselves a new haunt."

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Tue Sep 20, 2005 9:35 pm

Rosemary puts the towel around her head again in exotic fashion, and follows Holden to this ...Elysium. She will watch the landmarks along the way so she can remember her way back.

Comrade Tortoise · Post by **Comrade Tortoise** » Wed Sep 21, 2005 3:51 pm

Father leonard lead the refuse down away from the hookers. Out of sight, down a couple of blocks, and into an allyway, far away frok the prying eyes of other humans. He did this as he spoke, making sure to find an elley with a dumpster in order to conceal the body*

"Well I have rented a warehouse on 32nd av..." he told the whoremaster, rambeling on about the circumstances and negotiating the price. Before finally reaching his destination. It was then that he struck. In the blink of an eye, he struck. Driving his fangs deep into the bastards neck. Father Leo, savord the sweet taste of human blood. And for once in his life and unlife, he did not feel guilty about robbing another of their life. This man was destined for hell. He had prayed upon the weak and destitute for to long. He struggled at first. But it was not long before he succumbed to more than just anemia. Vapire victims enjoyed being bitten, while they were being fed upon. His victim stroked the back of his head and moaned slightly in pleasure as his blood was drained. This only made Leo think of sodomites and their heathen ways, and he bit down harder. His stomach however could only take so much. He released his grip, and let go, licking the wound to close it before pulling away. The man begging for more, before he saw the blood which Leo had..missed, he was to stunned to call out, not to menetion heavily anemic. Not before Father Leo's sword was at his throat. He drew the blade across the fang marks, and the rest of the man's throat. Cutting deep into the carotid artery on which he had just fed. The man passed out from lack of blood to his brain in seconds. And died from blood loss a few moments later.

**If they had dumpsters in the 20's

If not, he looks for a place to conceal the corpse

imperfect vision · Post by **imperfect vision** » Wed Sep 21, 2005 7:40 pm

Holden leads his charge through the darkened streets of Chicago to the place where time stops for its inhabitants; the grand Elysium. Now it's just a matter of getting in, which is probably something that Wright had not covered.

Charon · Post by **Charon** » Wed Sep 21, 2005 7:45 pm

Marcus called the meeting with Wright short. He had to go back to Elysium, check how the rumors were going about now that more information was out. Perhaps spread some rumors himself on the matter. Making one last check to make certain the door to the basement, where his study and bedchambers were, was locked he left for the pig nest that was Elysium.

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Wed Sep 21, 2005 7:49 pm

Rosemary is in the driver's seat, after allowing Mary out to play for a while. That should buy some time. Cassie? She is practicing the latest dance steps for that big number.

Rosemary exhales slowly as she watches the landmarks along the way, running through the backstory and rules as they go along.

Cynical Cat · Post by **Cynical Cat** » Wed Sep 21, 2005 7:54 pm

Elysium was a buzz when Marcus entered. The Primogen, the Prince, and the Seneschal were all present. There were others as well. The Toreodor move and shaker Diane and the gadfly Carlson. A broad shouldered, stocky man was mixing with the Primogen. Erkan, the Prince's bodyguard, was sitting on a chair.

Charon · Post by **Charon** » Wed Sep 21, 2005 7:59 pm

Marcus stayed out of the conversations for the most part, not wanting to draw to much attention to himself. He slipped around the room trading pleasentries with what were in his eyes worse than the kine. But that emotion never passed the deepest seed of what may have once been his soul. Eventually he looked for a conversation about the masquerade breach that he could slip by and perhaps get asked his opinion on the matter.

imperfect vision · Post by **imperfect vision** » Wed Sep 21, 2005 8:00 pm

"....Now how the hell do we get in here?" He looks all around, scratching his head. Might as well try the frontal approach first; it's a real quick way to find out directions. He goes to what would be considered the front and composes himself before knocking.

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Wed Sep 21, 2005 8:04 pm

Rosemary stays close by, but back and to the side, within the shadows. She holds perfectly still, save for her eyes, which scan the area for alternative exits and entrances.

Cynical Cat · Post by **Cynical Cat** » Wed Sep 21, 2005 8:14 pm

There is a liveried man at the door, if Holden chooses to approach him.

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The vampires are not making small talk. They are all discussing the Masquerade breach and what should be done about and how the pie will get sliced up. The Prince, the Primogen, and the Seneschal are doing most of the talking. The others are observing or having their own side conversation. The conservatively dressed stocky vampire is near the Primogen. Occassionally he interjects and this is accepted. The blonde and beautiful woman dark dress is extracting details from the rakishly dressed dark haired vampire. A sour faced vampire wearing a conservative suite is watching at a distance. An olive skinned one is saying nothing and sitting in a chair.

imperfect vision · Post by **imperfect vision** » Wed Sep 21, 2005 8:18 pm

He approaches the man with a tipped head. "Evenin', sir. Interestin' place to be standin' still."

He folded his hands before him, making no overtly dangerous moves.

Charon · Post by **Charon** » Wed Sep 21, 2005 8:19 pm

Marcus took a close look at the stocky man so freely interrupting the Primogen without difficulties. He nudged the waste of good blood, Carlson. "Who's that?" he tilted his head towards the stocky man.

Cynical Cat · Post by **Cynical Cat** » Wed Sep 21, 2005 8:30 pm

The man looked Holden over. "Hello sir." He touched a buzzer. "I believe I haven't seen you before. Please, step right in."

Bratty · Post by **Bratty** » Wed Sep 21, 2005 8:31 pm

Rosemary steps from the shadows, towel covering her features, and takes her place by Holden's side as he enters the Elysium.

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