So NV Actual Vampire The Masquerade RPG Thread

I look up from my messages with a smile, "What rooms are my bandmates in?"

 

Gerson: Next card is a 7 of spades

Morondude: "The room right next to yours, 2324, you are in 2322 and your manager is in 2326. Anything else I can do for you Mr Davies?"

 

I'll check

 

Gerson: Elizabeth raises 400$

 

I'll toss my cards in. "too rich for my blood"

 

"Nah, I'm cool. Thanks." With that, I escort my companion to my room.

 

"No, not exactly."

 

If everyone could post what happened to thier characters last night I will give you extra XP when I had it out for last night's game.

 

Stan and Angela are at Doggy Style eating lunch and Stan had just finished questioning Angela about her possible involvement in taking his money. After that is resolved Stan tells Angela about his conversation with the lady from the household of Amadora Damato. Stan tells Angela that he won't call the number back and Angela agrees that's probably best. They finish lunch and she kisses him on the cheek and goes back to class. Stan goes to Wells Fargo to open up new accounts and does so without incident. He then goes home because he has nothing better to do. After a while his curiousity is starting to get the better of him and he wants to call the number back. But being a man of his word decides that he won't....but will instead try to research her on Google. He finds a lot of hits for family geneology websites, and one catches his eye because it has something to do with something out of the Anne Rice series so he clicks on it, the site is obviously a fan site and not very well done. He scans the page and finds a list of suspected vampires with Amadora Damato's name on the list. It's a link, and he clicks it but there is no information available saying website under construction. He decides to contact the guy running the site sending him an email. He checks his mail nothing good...just a letter from one of his sisters. After that he decides he should finish plannin out the rest of this semesters lessons. He realizes that he's left most of the stuff he needs on his desk in his classroom. He calls Angela's phone leaving a voicemail asking her if she could pick up the papers for him only to call back and leave another voicemail saying nevermind because the door is locked and she doesn't have a key. So he makes his way to the school...knowing that he'll probably pass Angela on the freeway. He gets there gets his papers, and then this idea comes to mind.....now would be a good opportunity to double check and make sure that Angela is telling the truth about everything and search her office. He goes down to her classroom and the door is locked....so he decides to pick it....using a paperclip....it takes a while but he finally does it. He gets in and doesn't turn the lights on but searches....and on her roladex (sp?) finds the number for Amadora Damato. Then he remembers oh crap....I've just been caught on camera breaking into a teachers class room. On his way home Angela calls him to see if he wants to get some dinner they agree to meet at Capriotti's. They then go home and begin to watch some of the special features for Queen of the Damned. Stan notices that Angela is becoming bored and asks if she wants to do something else....they have a conversation about that for a while and end up going to cold stone. They get home and the phone rings....it's the lady from the household of Amadora Damato. "I thought that you would have called by now Mr. Edwards. You never did answer my question, though I know I did hang up rather quick. So how about you answer now?" "Uh things are fine. Well I've gotta go now." *Click* Angela says, "Who was that?" "Oh just some lady." (big mistake) "Some lady? What did she want?" "She wanted to know about us....and how are relationship was." (Oops.) "Who was she?!?" "It was the lady that I told you about before..." Angela then *69's the number and calls back....no answer....calls back again...no answer. Stan says, "Here let me see." When she hands him the phone the lady picks up. "I don't want to talk to your girlfriend Mr. Edwards." Angela takes the phone and begins going off on the lady and thus putting her in a bad mood and her slamming the bedroom door and locking it. Stan tries to gain entry to the room the same way he got into Angela's office earlier.....the paper clip breaks and Angela cannot open the door from the other side. (Oops.)Stan tells Angela to stand away from the door. And the smart guy that he is breaks the door down. She reassures Stan that he'll be sleeping on the couch tonight, so he grabs his pillow and a blanket and makes his way to the couch and finishes watching Queen of the Damned

 

Tristam was walking though the MGM with his girlfriend when he bumped into Schuyler(sp?) After a nice akward and tense moment with her "half a football field" bodyguard, she offended my girlfriend who I then blew off, so she then stormed off. After offering to buy Miss O'Casey a drink and being rejected, I decided to go and catch my girlfriend. In order to patch things up with her, I needed to buy her some jewelry. I seemed very unenthusiastic and she stormed off again. I then decided to go and buy myself some new sunglasses instead.

That's it so far

 

Schuyler arrived in Las Vegas around 2am, and was met at the airport by Professor Smith, the mythology professor from UNLV that invited her for her guest lecture...while the walked out of the airport she noticed him acting a little shifty, but couldn't be sure if it was just in her mind. They went out to eat, because she was extremely hungry, and he then told her that he wasn't the one who was interested in her work, the paper she wrote actually caught the eye of a friend of his. Leaving her luggage in her room at the MGM the professor drove Schuyler to mansion somewhere in the city, it seemed a bit out fo place being extremely old and in the Gothic style. The professor dropped her at the door, which opened on it's own to welcome the new comer (this is when Schuyler noticed the surveillance cameras), as she entered the front lobby the first thing she noticed was the row of statues that lined each side of the front corridor. They were extremely detailed and looked exactly true to life except there was no detailing on the eyes. Also, curiously, though they appeared to be marble there was no veins in the stone and no seams in the work. Behind each statue was a person in the shadows. They appeared to be top rate wax models. They did not react to Schuyler's approach, voice, or touch. Their skin was very very cold, but gave way under the pressure of her hand like normal flesh. She decided to leave them alone and proceed down the corridor. She noticed that each passing statue seemed to be dressed in a different time period, going from ancient to modern....she also noticed that the statues dressed in more modern attire were not completely stone, but that their clothing seemed to be a blend of cloth and stone....also it appeared that each model had been carved whilst in the middle of some activity. The last statue was the most interesting. It was a woman holding a book, looking over her shoulder as if someone surprised her fromo behind. Almost all her clothing was still cloth, just the edges were stone, also the book in her hand was real, only the areas directly touching where her fingers held the book were stone. The book had a word on the cover but it was not in any language Schuyler could think of or relate to. Directly ahead was a staircase guarded by two asian woman with Katana blades. "Hello", Schuyler said, "I'm Schuyler O'Casey." "Don't bother, Ms. O'Casey, they will not answer you." Came a french accented voice from the landing.


Ok...I'll finish later....I didn't realize how much had actually happened till i started writing it.....

Axia the last thing that happened was I was in Ra talking to the nicely dressed weird vibe guy...and he was getting angry....if you want to play from there, i'll fill in the blanks later.....

I believe the last thing I said was, "I am a professor in town on business."

 

I don't finish the steak, but I leave my cash for the meal and a $5 tip, and exit. I want to go to my bike, and finish riding to Vegas and find a place that will be cool to stay at for a while.

 

Thanks for the posting everyone. I am organizing notes and things before I get going again. I will had out XP soon.

 

On the landing stands a man with short black hair and blue eyes...he looks distinctively European (he looks like the Merivingian from Matrix Reloaded). "Welcome, Ms. O'Casey...how was your flight?" "Long." Schuyler replied. The Merivingian (Schuyler doesn't know his name yet) asks her what she thinks about the sculptures. She says they're very interesting and inquires about the artist....her host is less than forthcoming, and invites her to stay at his house that nite....he sends a servant to bring her bags over from the MGM... he promises they will speak more the following nite...his assistant, an extremely SEVERE looking blonde leads Schuyler to her room for the nite...it's a very decadent chamber, furnished in dark red and rich dark woods.... Schuyler searches it for cameras but finds none, she does, however, notice that there are no mirrors in this chamber....only really really really creepy, disturbing paintings (If you want to know how creepy and disturbing look up Francisco Goya's black period). Schuyler is exhausted and decides to sleep. She wakes up in the morning, and notices her bags are in the room. She changes and exits her room. She can find a single person, so she wanders the house....she sees more statues but notices that all the people that were standing behind them, are gone....she finds the library and decides to research the statues and their origins.... she finds a picture of one of the statues in the house...clearly one of the more ancient, as is it composed entirely of stone...and find that there is a legend that this statue is actually and ancient Greek philosopher who was turned to stone by Medusa.... she finds this interesting, since her paper...the one that caught the Merivingian's attention..dealt with Greek mythology... she tries to research the language she saw on the book, but finds very little....bored, she leaves the library and finds a phone, she calls Professor Smith and asks him to pick her up...he does so and they go out for lunch....he tells her that he met the Merivingian much the same way she did...he wrote a paper.... Schuyler expresses her interest in reading it and after lunch they drive to UNLV.....in his office he gives her a copy of his work, and while she reads he attends to some business elsewhere on campus... Schuyler notices many similarities between her and the professor's paper...but hers is much better written than his......after reading she searches his office for clues about the statues...she finds nothing remarkable other than a map of Ancient Greece with a map of Modern Greece transposed of the top of it, and some black x's at certain locations....the professor then comes back, they do some siteseeing and after sunset the prepare for dinner with the Merivingian...he meets them in the restaurant, and propositions Schuyler that she take a sabbatical from the University in Dublin and work for him doing research.... the idea sounds fantastic to Schuyler for some reason, but she realizes she has obligations, responsibilities, and a fiancee waiting for her at home... she makes a deal with the Merivingian (who she now knows is name Jacques-Pierre)...she will stay if her fiancee Gage, may come join her.... Jacques-Pierre says that can be arranged, and then tells her that the statues in his house are in fact people who have been turned to stone by none other than Medusa..... the problem is the book that Schuyler noticed in the hands of the last statue....it is a one of a kind book filled with vast secrets and power for whoever possesses it....unfortunately is in the hands of the statue and cannot be removed (Though schuyler suggests break off the statues fingers to get it) Jacques-Pierre wishes Schuyler to research the method for turning the statues back into people so that he may obtain the book....Schuyler, as a mythologer, thinks this is all fascinating and wants to believe his story (She even has the "I want to believe" poster ala Mulder hanging in her office at the University) but finds it a wee bit on the fantastical side.... she agrees to work with him, and reiterat

 

The following was edited to remove text that didn?t matter to the story (OOG comments, roll requests, etcetera. The last requests for rolls and their results were included for the GM?s reference) All other edits were an attempt at readability.

I drive into Vegas without incident, and the first three places I see are the Bellagio, Luxor and Mandalay Bay. I call the Bellagio first, they have vacancies, and I go there.

Axia (GM): You approach the check in counter and a young blond woman smiles at you from behind the counter. "Welcome to the Bellagio, how may I help you?"
Talon (Alexander Stanford): "I'd like a room. A nice one, and one that I can keep indefinitely, I am not sure of my departure date, it could be a few days, it could be a few weeks or more."
Axia (GM): "That would require a deposit of at least a week."
Talon (Alexander Stanford): ?Sure.? I hand the blond my credit card. "Something with a view of the Strip would be nice, a balcony as well if you have it."
Axia (GM): "Im afraid we dont hav any balconies we have the penthouse, salone and bellagio suites
Axia (GM): she directs your attention to a monitor that has the floorplans on it
Talon (Alexander Stanford): "I'll take the Penthouse suite."
Axia (GM): "Very well sir." she starts typoing on her computer. She takes your credit card. "The Penthouse is 990 a day, bringing a 7 day deposit to 6930." She looks up at you for confirmation before running the card
Talon (Alexander Stanford): I nod at her
Axia (GM): she begins to run the card. "You realise these charges do not include, food, phonecalls or pay per view movies." She slides a pamplet on the counter. "Here is map and point of interest guide to the hotel." Here is your room key, room number 3113." You cant access that floor without your room key either. The elevators are over there and theres another set on the opposite side of the casino. Anything else we can do for you."
Talon (Alexander Stanford): "Yes, I would like a second key, please, and I was wondering, what does someone do for fun around here? I have some time to kill. Quite a bit of time, infact."
Axia (GM): she hands you a second key. "The possibilities for fun in this city are only limited by what you find entertaining."
Talon (Alexander Stanford): "hmmm... I will keep that in mind. Thanks."
Axia (GM): "Do you require assistance with your bags?"
Talon (Alexander Stanford): "That would be nice."
Axia (GM): A young man takes them all and heads for the elevators. "This way sir." He leads you to your room and sets your bags on the bed. "anything else sir?"
Talon (Alexander Stanford): "Yeah, what are the hotspots around here? I am looking to kill some time over the next few days." I take out a 20 and hand it to him.
Axia (GM): "What type of hotspots sir?"
Talon (Alexander Stanford): "Doesn't matter. I'm not a cop, by the way. Clubs, restaurants, sights, maybe stuff that is not usually the tourist stops- the Vegas underground, perhaps... whatever..."
Axia (GM): "I didnt think you were, one person's hotspot in anothers sunday choir. You might want to try RA's. You hear more strange stories come out of there. Its a nightclub at the Luxor."
Talon (Alexander Stanford): "Thanks.? I nod to him, and lock my door, and check out my surroundings and view. I then want to take a shower, and change into fresh clothes

Wearing shiny black biker boots, black leather pants, and a black untucked longsleeve button up shirt, and his black helmet, I ride over to the Luxor, and park on the roof. I take the elevator down. Maybe this 'RA' has some real food. It is now 2:30 AM

Axia (GM): You enter the casino, theres a "You are here" map nearby
Talon (Alexander Stanford): I look for Ra, and go there
Axia (GM): Cover charge for men is 20$ a table is 310$
Talon (Alexander Stanford): Well, well... I pay it.
Axia (GM): The overly posh lady looks at you. She is very attractive but her demeanor is less so. "Do you have a reservation?" as she asks this a couple dressed mostly in leather sweep past you an her and enter the club
Talon (Alexander St

 

Everyone: If you are going to be there on Saturday your game will continue then. I have had a very busy, very lame week. Sorry for the lack of posting.

Gerson: Elizabeth takes the pot. Margarette sits back in her chair. Her features are now cast in more direct light and you realize her eyes remind you of a cat's eyes somewhat. The pupils are not shaped like a cat's but theres something that reminds you of a cat. "So..." She begins, her voice a little more gruff then you remember. "Your workmates tell me that you enjoy...running." She says with an almost feral grin.

Inean: Will begin your game when you tell me what Vampiric clan you'd like to be. (See other VTM thread)

 

"Uh, yeah, I kinda ran in the olympics, but i didn't win, it was no big deal."

 

So, Alexander Stanford is told that $40 is nothing (as the hostess at the door drops the 2 twenties on the ground). He tells the lady "Look, I am new around here, what will this take?" He hands her $300, and says "I may be coming back around here this week, will you remember me?"

"Sure," She says, happily.

So he goes in, and gets the table he wants. He sits down, and orders a Kobe steak, very rare, and a cup of coffee with a side of milk. "If my plate isn't filled with blood, you've cooked it too much."

He takes out his notebook computer, inserts his memory chip, and begins typing in his journal. He waits for his food.

He glances up, and sees a very odd woman looking at him, sort of walking towards him. She has very wild, frizzy hair, with sort of a part to it, and walk with a kind of sideways hunch.

Alex attempts to give her an intimidating stare, but does not say anything, and goes back to typing. "Great...." he thinks to himself. "I just want to eat my steak in peace..."

When the waitress comes back, Alex inquires about the odd lady. The waitress looks around for her, and sees no one. The lady is gone. Alex asks for tobasco sauce, and the waitress offers him a different one, which she assures him is very, very good and very hot. Alex has never tried it, so he decides to. A few moments later, when the waitress turns around to leave, she bumps into the lady who is now standing just a few feet from Alex. She is staring at the blood in Alex's plate."

Alex gives her an intimidating stare again, and then takes his steak knife and puts some of this new hot sauce on the tip to taste it, and licks the knife. Holding the knife in a menacing way (that usually makes people leave him alone), Alex stares at the lady.

The lady, with a creepy smile takes out a knife and flicks it open (could've been a switchblade). She then licks the blade, sharp side against her tongue! Blood is now running down the blade.

Alex, eyes wide, tries to keep his cool. Thinking quick, he hands her the hot sauce, almost like a joke, as if her actions didn't bother him. She takes the hot sauce, and puts it to her mouth, and tilts her head back and proceeds to fill her mouth and ingest the contents, with no regards to how it will feel on her cut tongue.

In the midst of the bass thumping through the speakers, in the dark haze of the club, Alex eyes get even wider, as he stares at his bizarre visitor...

 

nt

 

Just what is Alexander Stanford writing in his computer?

 

Talon: The woman who just licked the blade of her knife and swallowed tabasco afterwards is still looking at you. Her head is tilted to one side and she has a crazed look in her eyes. "Like blood do you? Your colors are maudlin? Should you? Shouldnt you? Make up your mind meatbag."

Jan: We left off with Amadora's pronouncement tht you would have to do whatever she said right before she left the room. What do you do?

Petra: You wake up. You are still in RA. You are slumped over in the table where the talkitive vampire was. You feel week, drained and somewhat light headed. There is a folded note on the table.

Klepto: You wake up in an alley, its still dark out. Your feel week, drained and somewhat light headed.

Jaded: You wake up on the floor of that woman's living room leaning against her couch. You feel very week and drained and your head is swimmingas is your vision. Through this you still feel the sensation of something pouring down the right side of your neck.

jaded husband: You wake up (not the victim of a vampire attack) and have enough time to go to radio shack before you have to go to work.

Morondude: The hostess leads you to your table and as soon as she leaves your groupie stradles your lap and starts to kiss your neck. "I just love your music. The message behind it is just dead...on." She pulls away from your neck for a second. "Dont you agree? Im mean the world is just so...so..."

Gerson: Did your friendly poker player attack you or were you still just talking?

 

"Yeah, " Elliot says with a big grin "This world needs big, big bloody changes before anything's gonna get better. We need a revolution, y'know?"

 

I pick up the note and read it...I remember the bliss that i felt before i blacked out and i feel a little excited about it.....like a buzz.....(is that ok gm?)

 

Would it be safe to assume that Stan would be able to know that Amadora Damato is a Vampyre?

 

"It must be some sort of trick," Alex thinks to himself. "Good trick, though, making it look like you just cut your tongue. Maybe the knife is a trick knife. If it's not a trick, then she is nuts, and might want to cut me next- which means I won't be able to eat... either way, if I talk to her for a bit, I can get some of this steak down before her next act."

Overcoming his initial shock, Alex nods to the chair across from him. "Please, won't you sit down? Yes, I do like my meat bloody. Otherwise how can one taste it's true texture and flavor? Can I order once like it for you?" Alex cuts into his steak, and takes a bite. As he chews and savors the meat, he will lean back in his chair, and casually put his right hand under the table, where he takes his knife out, and places it on his lap at the ready.