Julius
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(4/29/06 8:19 am)
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Game Session 3
I came back to life tonight buried under slime, shit, and dirt. I knew if I stuck around long enough that the house would eventually respond. It was glorious. The chaos and enigmas flowed from this haunt like a broken spigot. I would have had an orgasm, but what with my balls dying out a long fucking time ago, it made it a short lived orgasm. A little looping, some hallucinations and the destruction of a book got me the fuck out of there and I had no intention of returning anytime soon. I’d rather stay with Cleo or that priest-man and get stabbed in the back then screw with that thing again. Katrina. They called her Katrina… fuck’em.
While I was trying to get outta there, I heard a lot of people show up outside in cars and they threw some kind of tent over the house, like when people spray for those potato bugs. The first thing that popped into my head was the Black Hand, so I ducked into the fucking couch, changed my face into that priest I saw earlier and adjusted my scent to match the couches… pretty basic stuff. Sure enough, the goon squad outside comes in and looks around for me. I even saw my friend with the trench coat, the untimely prick. He’s very good at ruining my fun. After some close calls, I try to sneak out of the fucking house when I get caught by this other Kindred. She was pretty cute, but the massive gun she was lugging around like a fucking guitar case didn’t seem very welcoming. I told her I was the priest and that I was looking for myself and she ate it up like a Nossie eats info. My good friends from the Black Hand stop in and greet both of us before attempting at my life… ‘unlife’, actually…
I maim one and steal his shiny, mace-thing and the girl with the pink hair and giant gun kills the others (with the help of some of her buddies from outside). Apparently, the Black Hand forget to tell Taggart they came to kill me, maybe grab a bite to eat, and head back out, so he sent his little mafia after them. Vengeful little dick, isn’t he? Anyway, I head back out and get stopped by none other than the man himself. He “forced” me into a nice, little, mobile tight-spot and had us driven to the nearest Elysium. Now, don’t get me wrong, I think it’s grand when a bunch of dusty Kindred get together to talk about each other all night long, but I hate shit-holes like that. It’s always the same damn thing.
You’d never believe who I met while I was there! It was none other than the famous Mr. Desmond Faerber. No joke. Apparently, Tagert and that stiff fuck knew each other and we all took the elevator up… or down, I couldn’t tell, to Elysium. They didn’t take my weapons either, which is strange. The only time someone doesn’t take my weapons is when I need to be a fall-man. Whatever.
Inside was pretty much more of the same. They called a Bloodhunt, and I figured I’d just stay out of it; if they want to kill each other, I say let ‘em. Besides, the more attention that’s drawn away from me, the better.
So this bloodhunt thing, right? Apparently the two culprits are a little kid named Comet and some Damien person. Sounds like the fucking 666 kid from that movie I saw. Well, trying to busy myself with something, I eventually stumble upon one of the bloodhuntees. Believe it or not, the little kid, Comet, was apparently found by none-other than that priest guy and Cleo. Yeah, the fucking new guy and some trophy wife find the little shit… seems rather convenient. Before I get a good seat for the slaughter, the priest finds a fucking Black Hand tattoo on the little kid. I knew I had been in this fucking town too long, but I didn’t know it had been THIS long.
I ran outta the room pretty quick and went to have a little chat with some Emanuel guy; I remember seeing the Malkavian chump come into Elysium with the kid. Didn’t find out anything more than the prick didn’t even know the kid was in the “Black Hand”. Fucking shocking, I say. I leave those two, run into the priest again, lead the priest back to Emanuel. Past that, though, didn’t do much else. It had been a pretty late night anyway, so I decided to go find some corner and die in it for the night. Ironically, some block head in charge of the Brujah left his room open for the taking, so I took.
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