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On the surface,
an Elysium of unsurpassed splendor. Beneath, something sinister lurks...
crusader666
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*in walks a small girl of perhaps 22 or 23. she is about 5'4 107lbs. her
pale skin is riddled with many tatoo's from up-side-down pentagrams to
the small gangrel tatoo on her neck. she has long blond hair tied back
in a pony tail and dosent wear alot of make up, usually just bright blue
lipstick and eyeliner. altough she apears normal, she is as crazy as a
malkavian. most usually mistake her as a malk, but she is just a misfit
gangrel. and in a voice that sounds like a young girl of perhaps 9, she
says...*
"HI! IM ALAANA!"
OOC: go to http://imagehost.auctionwatch.com/bin/viewimage.x/000ade61/lobothebastich/alaana.jpg
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"I cannot tell you who I am," Alice said,"for I am not
myself.."
diaconus
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Out in the ally way a shadow starts to ooze and drip its way down the
wall. As it reaches the ground tendrils of darkness, blacker than your
soul reach up and begin to form the shape of a tall thin man. As he steps
forward into the harsh light of the streetlight it reflects off skin so
pale and translucent that it gives off an almost bluish sheen. The sound
of an eerie giggle that jingles like broken glass seems to distract him
for a moment and then he pulls a note book from his exquisetly tailored
jacket. He jots a few things down and then satisfied, walks towards the
entrance to the hall. He seems to blur and fade from view.
Inside the hall a chair is
pulled back from the table and reappearing, the man sits. "Good evening
to you all."
His gaze roams the room and
as the younger and less wary meet it they are struck by the eyes wich
contain only black.
He sits silently for a moment
as if awaiting a reply wich does not come. "I do not believe we have
been introduced" Again he pauses and relishes the sudden Quiet."I
...may be adressed as Diaconus." My pupose here will become clear
to those it involves when the time comes. Rest assured that it does not
involve your deaths. Although..." He looks around at some of the
more boastful. "that can change"
In the rafters of the hall the shadows seem to dance and play, mocking
the subjects of the tall mans scrutiny. He looks about at the variety
of loosely concealed firearms and laughs. "My you all seem very fond
of your toys." He points at a desert eagle about to fall out of someones
pocket. "may I?" Taking the gun he proceeds to place it to his
temple and pull the trigger. Those behind him are splashed with blood
and gore.
The tall thin man slumps in his chair, eyes closed and still. In the rafters
the shadows swirl about in consternation. "Ahhhhh thats better."
He stands and hands back the .44. He runs his fingers through the hair
on the back of his head smothing the strands back into place. "Never
forget that the spirit is stronger than the flesh."
Javier
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Now as we can see there is no better race than true Lasombra. Those ignorant
fools who does not even know the meaning of the Les Amies Noir cannot
withstand against the plans of true masterminds. Join me and you may survive.
...come and dance with mi sombra...
-Javier, Lasombra-
deigo_giovanni
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*walks in the hem of his trench fluttering around his ankles, his green
eyes scan the area of someone or something, hands rest gently on the hilt
of the twin blades that hang at his side, under the trench hide two double
barrelled sawed off shotguns loaded with phosporous rounds* Greetings
I am Deigo Giovanni.
Valek
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::A figure steps from a shadow on the wall, He stands 5'10 thin built.
Long straight black hangs to his mid-back. He wears a white silk shirt,
with black leather pants,black dress boots on his feet.His skin is rather
pale and strangely smooth.::
::He smiles looking around
the room::
"Greetings everyone."
::smiles to Darkana, and Javier:: "Hello sister and brother."
::walks over taking the letter
from Xavier and wads it up dropping it to the floor his boot stepping
on it, he slowly looks around the room::
"I will get to the point.
I am Valek Arch-bishop of Louisville. If you have not guessed, I am Lasombra.
With my city well undercontrol I have decided to aid in the expansion
of the Sword of Caine." ::looks around again with a smile:: "I
will not bore you with threats or propaganda, I will simply say this.
The Sabbat is here, and we intend to stay." ::Looks directly at Larson::
"A Gangrel Prince? How......interesting." ::smirks::
::He turns to stare at the
hunter and the Garou, his smile vanishes a cold look coming to his face::
"As far as your kind are concerned, we have some interesting games
we shall play with you soon." ::Walks over taking a seat at a nearby
table the smile returning as he glances around::
Stormcaller
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"Oh look everyone it's the dreaded Sabbat." David tries to hold
back a smile. "It looks like Larson has asked someone to come and
replace him after all. What is it with you people? You come in here and
start threatening people that as far as you know may be in the mood to
rip any of the Sabbat apart. You would think a supposed Arch-bishop would
know the meaning of subtlety. Oh well I guess they don't make them like
they used to these days."
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I have forgoten my past, now if only it would forget me.-David
Valek
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::smiles at Stormcaller:: "I can be quite subtle when I choose to,
but I am so glad you approve." ::Smirks::
::lights a cigarette, takes a drag looking at it:: "Terrible habit."
::looks back to stormcaller:: "Not that I have to explain myself
to you, but my reasons for coming to this nice little meeting was to let
everyone know what lies ahead for this city." ::glances around the
room:: "And to meet those that I may not get to speak to in a civil
manner...again." ::smiles:: I do like to meet my fellow Vampires
you know." ::Thinks a moment:: "Or Kindred as some may wish
to be called." ::rolls his eyes::
"As far as ripping someone
apart dear Stormcaller...They are welcome to try." ::leans back in
the chair, shadows beginning to swirl slowly around the him:: "I
thought it was only sporting for me to give those that wish to a chance
to leave the city." ::smiles taking a drag from his cigarette::
Random
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Oh my gosh! It's Valek. *Rolls his eyes* Keep that smile on your face.
It'll get you through the hard times you have ahead. This is a city of
many powerful faces and if it's pain you seek you've come to the right
place. We don't take kindly to threats.
Shall we start him off right
everyone? Let's introduce him to Alaana!
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"The stars themselves once lived and died at our command, and yet
you still dare to oppose our will?"
Elijah Robert Marks
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"You know what I like best about vampires? No, really. What I absolutely
like best about them?
"Their modesty. Pound for pound, there is no greater humility in
the cosmos than a vampire.
"When I was mortal, do
you know how many vampires I killed who should have, by all rights, torn
me apart instantly? And do you know why I was able to do this? Because
they were so confident in their own abilities they didn't bother to take
into consideration the abilities of anyone else. Hell, most of them never
even saw it coming."
Looks at Valek closely.
"You look powerful enough.
I mean, don't get me wrong, I wouldn't be stupid enough to attack you
-- not a frontal assault, anyway. But you do seem to have that humility
problem.
"Tell me, do all powerful
vampires have that attached as a rider? I guess that's why the 'kindred'
haven't taken over the earth, eh?"
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I didn't hate the kindred; I just hunted them. Then they found me, and
then I became them.
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