Dylan nods, "Great.
Thanks Professor, glad it will be all night work, I'd hate to give up my day time auto work. School work, hell, I can fit that in between. If this works out, no more wrestling, so there's that. My Dad will be pissed, but it's my life.
I'll come back after the meeting, you sure that's not too late?"
Assuming that the Professor is OK with that, Dylan heads to his car to hit the Dip Ship, for the second night in a row...
The professor tells you it's quite all right.
And off you head towards the Dip Ship!
You see Brandon, you also see one of his friends there, a burly football player.
Looks like he has back up. Interesting move.
Dylan slides into the booth grinning, "Brandon, is this what you're reduced to when you can't see my sister? I get why you want her back! This broad could be a linebacker.
I know what I want, don't need the menu.
Go ahead, tell me how it'll be different this time with my sister. I'm here to listen".
Michael listens as the trio explain the basics of vampires, his eyes lingering on Trevor specifically as he explains his own story.
"...kinda how like I was conceived, really." Michael says with a wry grin.
He polishes off the beer and sets it aside. "So, uh... how, exactly, is this supposed to work?"
Be the darkness Morgrym thinks and slips a bit more into the place he is in quietly waiting for this guy to move so he can check to see the wife and know they are not the one he is looking for.
Dylan slides into the booth grinning, "Brandon, is this what you're reduced to when you can't see my sister? I get why you want her back! This broad could be a linebacker.
I know what I want, don't need the menu.
Go ahead, tell me how it'll be different this time with my sister. I'm here to listen".
Brandon's friend snaps, "Watch your @###ing mouth, Dylan."
"See what I got to put up with, Terrel?" Brandon snorts, then looks at you, "Look, your sister likes me, i like her. But frankly, we BOTH know a man has needs. How about I TRY to not embarrass her, and you butt the hell out, or the TWO of us smash you flat? "
Terrel nods, "I got no problem with pounding you, just like you got no problem pouding a guy in a lower weight class, Dylan" You suspect there's more to it than that. Terrel has been known to take a little money to lean on folks.
Brandon goes on, "Now, that you know the score... maybe you'll ease off, and just what happens between me and your sister happen."
As you respond to that, if you want to...
that's when the lights in the dip ship dim oddly, and then six people enter in. Looks to be mixed , women and men, a gang maybe? They all have leather jackets, some sleevless, with a symbol of one circle under three interconnected circles
Michael listens as the trio explain the basics of vampires, his eyes lingering on Trevor specifically as he explains his own story.
"...kinda how like I was conceived, really." Michael says with a wry grin.
He polishes off the beer and sets it aside. "So, uh... how, exactly, is this supposed to work?"
"Goes a little something like this," D-Man assures you. And then suddenly he's on top of you. Your first reaction is fight! I mean, he was several feet away, now he's on you. Of course you want to punch the shi...
Then he bites you, son of ... bliss, pure bliss. No drug you have ever tried compares to this.
In the side view, you see that Natalie was going for her gun to defend you, not that she didn't want that, but reactions are...
only to see that TC has taken the gun away with a blurred motion, and then pressing against Natalie for a bite as well.
Natalie melts like butter, already crazy about TC.
And you know just how she feels. Every moment this lasts is ecstacy, even as it gets weaker and weaker.
Trevor is saying something about don't panic, it's just brujah bluster and toreador performance art '' you get used to it'' but.. honestly the words might as well be blah blah blah
You're dying, and it feels wonderful. You want to protest when D-man pulls back from his bite on you with a lick along where he bite. You didn't want it to stop. He flicks a knife open and cuts his wrist, then presses it against your lips, the first few drops find their way, but then more poor down, delicious, and you need... you feel like your'e on fire and only his blood will cool you.
Trevor watches this, "Great. Now I'm thristy again."
[dice=dex+stealth]7d10
Be the darkness Morgrym thinks and slips a bit more into the place he is in quietly waiting for this guy to move so he can check to see the wife and know they are not the one he is looking for.
It's a good thing you're VERY good at this, because through blind luck that guy ALMOST Saw you... and that would be hard to explain. He walks off shaking his head. Proof your ability to hide is better than most folks ability to seek
Through the still open door you can see his wife flipping channels on a remote. Her other hand holds a burning cigarette. Nope, she is not the lady who you met in the alley. Hair and eyes are all wrong.
Dylan Gantz
"Terrel, this ain't the football field. I'm not a geek you're giving a wedgie to.
You don't know the first f*!*ing thing about wrestling or being smart".
With the distraction from the lights, Dylan grabs a glass ketchup bottle and smashes it right on Terrel's temple.
Dylan Gantz
"Terrel, this ain't the football field. I'm not a geek you're giving a wedgie to.
You don't know the first f$#+ing thing about wrestling or being smart".
With the distraction from the lights, Dylan grabs a glass ketchup bottle and smashes it right on Terrel's temple.
He had no idea what to think. He should've convinced Natalie to blow the meeting off. He should've done something...
...but then D-Man bit him, and by God it felt amazing.
He tried acid once--the trip was too bizarre for words. He had his share of painkillers after a particularly rough fight. He was smart enough to not try the harder stuff--but it all paled in comparison to that.
The darkness came not long after.
In that darkness... something new stirred as the blood poured into his mouth.
Fire. Liquid fire. Something that burned with a primeval rage; something that sang along with the lifetime of pain behind him. It promised power. It promised strength. Change. A purpose. A reason to continue to fight.
It would spur him to even greater heights than he knew...
...provided, of course, he could control it.
The hunger took root, and in the darkness came a feral ROAR.
Dylan Gantz
Dex+Brawl Diff 7
Dylan absolutely clocks Terrel in the head with the bottle, ketchup and blood probably splatter all over the damned table.
Dylan doesn't look angry or happy, his face is impassive, it's not what he wants to do, it's what they forced him to do.
He had no idea what to think. He should've convinced Natalie to blow the meeting off. He should've done something...
...but then D-Man bit him, and by God it felt amazing.
He tried acid once--the trip was too bizarre for words. He had his share of painkillers after a particularly rough fight. He was smart enough to not try the harder stuff--but it all paled in comparison to that.
The darkness came not long after.
In that darkness... something new stirred as the blood poured into his mouth.
Fire. Liquid fire. Something that burned with a primeval rage; something that sang along with the lifetime of pain behind him. It promised power. It promised strength. Change. A purpose. A reason to continue to fight.
It would spur him to even greater heights than he knew...
...provided, of course, he could control it.
The hunger took root, and in the darkness came a feral ROAR.
Your eyes snap open, you feel stronger than you ever felt in your life. The energy fueling you is more than vampire blood, it's what that blood has awakened. You see D-Man has pulled back, and the wound you fed from is gone.
You want more. You don't so much as stand up as just flip to your feet with one move.
You smell blood, and you want it.
"Trevor, got the bags?" D-Man says, "My 'childe' is looking thirsty."
"It's pig's blood, we're short changing the poor guy." Trevor holds up a plastic bag for you . The scent in side it is... off a bit, weak but at the same time you want it.
"Let's get something in you, Bones." D-man says your name, and grabs the plastic bag and hands it to you, but stays on his guard in case you try for him instead "Hey, T.C. How's the new Tory?"
"I had to pull her off me," TC says, "Easy girl..."
Natalie can be heard, "More?"
Another plastic bag offered. And Natalie drinks... it's desperation but it helps her. "If this was pizza, it would taste like cardboard"
TC agrees, "Yeah, tastes worse, AND less filling, but we didn't have someone we didn't like to lob at you handy."
"Not that you have to kill to feed," Trevor points out, "In fact, you'll learn how to safely draw from the golden goose without killing it."
The plastic bag before you dangles like a bottle of water before a man who has spent days in the Sahara.
Dex+Brawl Diff 7 3d10+4d10
Dylan absolutely clocks Terrel in the head with the bottle, ketchup and blood probably splatter all over the damned table.
Dylan doesn't look angry or happy, his face is impassive, it's not what he wants to do, it's what they forced him to do.
Terel never saw it coming, and he's lucky his skull isn't broken open but blood mixes with the ketchup as he goes face down on the table.
The employees of the Dip Ship freak out "Oh man, first those truckers now this..."
Brandon says "You #@#hole! He could be dead!"
And that's when one of the six in a leather jacket seems to lose their #$##! "Yeah! Something on the menu" And he charges forward, fangs bared as he pulls Terrel off into his grasp!
One woman with odd hair, like it was more like fur than proper human hair shakes her head "Well, guess we're starting recruitment early... let's not ruin the surprise. Grab their stupid phones, kill the cameras, and then take them all... we'll bleed em, feed em, bury em and see if a Sabbat comes out"
Oh man oh man, all six of these weirdos have fangs!
Before Michael can really register what's happening, his hand lashes out and snatches up the blood bag and yanks it to his mouth to bite into it.
Before Michael can really register what's happening, his hand lashes out and snatches up the blood bag and yanks it to his mouth to bite into it.
The stuff out of the bag tastes nothing like the nector that D-Man fed you from himself earlier, but it's good enough to take the edge off. You're still hungry (Thirsty you guess?) but at least you can think again. You can reason.
Your body still seems to be twisting and shifting from the transformation. You're not sure how exactly. It's slowing, you're becoming the vampire you're going to be for centuries... assuming you don't get re-slain in this war.
A glance to Natalie tells you what might be happening. Her cheek bones are shifting, her musculature more toned. She was always crazy hot, but like a predator that hunts by luring prey to it, she's becoming even more enticing if that's possible.
You wonder if something like that is happening to you? And realize your eyes are seeing perfectly fine without help.
Michael blinks, and his contacts fall out of his eyes.
"...holy f~@@." He rubs his eyes. "I can--I can actually see clearly. Don't need contacts or anything!"
"Nat, you seeing this?" His emotions are twisting and writhing at the moment--elation at being able to see, shock at being transformed, some disgust at eating pig's blood...
...and running beneath it all, a seething, roiling anger. Not the sort of anger he felt from being abused and outcast all his life--at least, no longer just that. It's deeper, something bred in blood and bone instead of instilled in the heart.
Michael blinks, and his contacts fall out of his eyes.
"...holy f+$%." He rubs his eyes. "I can--I can actually see clearly. Don't need contacts or anything!"
"Nat, you seeing this?" His emotions are twisting and writhing at the moment--elation at being able to see, shock at being transformed, some disgust at eating pig's blood...
...and running beneath it all, a seething, roiling anger. Not the sort of anger he felt from being abused and outcast all his life--at least, no longer just that. It's deeper, something bred in blood and bone instead of instilled in the heart.
Natalie smiles "Baby, you can see without.. oh my god, damn, your eyes are riveting now. I mean..." And she sort of pauses for a second, caught in your gaze as if she were admiring gemstones of a perfect cut.
"Hazard of the clan," T.C explains to you more than your seemingly frozen friend, "Take it as a compliment. it means she's really appreciating how handsome you are. With senses she didn't have before."
D-Man says "The Embrace doesn't fix all things, but it does tend to remove blemishes and such, unless you're a nosferatu. It can also improve little things like vision problems, not for every Lick, but it's a nice perk when you get it."
Natalie snaps out of it, resuming where she left off, "... could gaze at them all day."
"Days arent' for us," Trevor says "Sunlight burns for one .. like in, lethally."
D-Man claps his hands, "Any questions, rookies?"
Michael can't help but feel his ego swell a little when Natalie gets lost in his brand-new eyes.
"Honestly, I feel like I really need to check the both of us out in a mirror." He starts, turning about to look at himself before a realization strikes him.
"Oh--s!@%, do we not have reflections anymore?" His question sounds quite crestfallen.
Dylan Gantz
"Should have thought about before you....
What the f%!+!"
Dylan isn't sure what he's seeing but if this isn't a hallucination he's not interested in staying.
He jumps onto the table and tries to crash through the window next to his table to get out and back to his car.
Strength + Athletics?
Michael can't help but feel his ego swell a little when Natalie gets lost in his brand-new eyes.
"Honestly, I feel like I really need to check the both of us out in a mirror." He starts, turning about to look at himself before a realization strikes him.
"Oh--s#*%, do we not have reflections anymore?" His question sounds quite crestfallen.
"Geez, man, be vain why don't you," D-man opens a closet in the room and finds a mirror, "Take a look."
"As a rule onlyone clan isn't seen in reflections." Trevor says "The Lasombra. About 90% of them are with the bad guys, but we know one and her coterie is helping us out. She's trying to sus out some mortal influence. With the Cam gone, a lot of wandering ghouls going through withdrawl, a lot of their stuff left behind."
"Ghoul?" Natalie asks
"Feed a mortal vampire blood without draining them, it can keep them young, make them strong, but also blood bonds them," TC explains, "They become loyal. It's how the Cam control some chief insitutions. We have to use it too now and then but we try not to."
"Don't ever drink blood from another vampire three times if you can help it," D-Man nods "It will make you love them and want to serve them. No way to unlive."
Michael listens to the exposition as he looks over his appearance in the mirror.
Right--don't feed anyone vampire blood, don't drink vamp blood more than three times...
"Alrighty. So, about fighting these Sabbat guys--how would be the best way to do it? What else do we need to be aware of?"
"Should have thought about before you....
What the f$$&!"
Dylan isn't sure what he's seeing but if this isn't a hallucination he's not interested in staying.
He jumps onto the table and tries to crash through the window next to his table to get out and back to his car.
Strength + Athletics? 4d10+3d10
Shattering the window, you leap through to roll out near your car. You glance in to see something like a horror movie going in. One Dip ship employee screams as she's pulled into an unnatural darkness. Brandon calls out "Who do you think you're ##$#Ing with ..." As he is grabbed by one of the gang members ... Despite peforming the right escape move... he just can't break the scrawnier guy's hold!
Another customer tries to get out, only to be blocked when another ganger moves like the FLASH or something in front of her then pushes her back into the dark.
"Where's the one that broke the other guy's head?" One calls out.
Oh yeah, you should get the hell out of here...
Is that your sister approaching the Dip Ship, Oh #$#@!
Morgrym waits and then moves back up the stairs to the 2nd floor knowing they have the drop on him. He moves up to the roof and looks down to see if the motorcycle is still there. Then he looks down at the window for 203 if the bike is still there and prepares for assault if it is:
He gets the rappel rope ready and does put the flare gun in his left hand and pulls out the sig as it has no safety but his fingers and rocks it.
Now he slides down against the wall and looks for the window away from the fire escape knowing they won't expect that and then pushes off with the steel toes to swing through and pop up with the flare and the sig at the ready!
Michael listens to the exposition as he looks over his appearance in the mirror.
Right--don't feed anyone vampire blood, don't drink vamp blood more than three times...
"Alrighty. So, about fighting these Sabbat guys--how would be the best way to do it? What else do we need to be aware of?"
D-Man starts in, "Now that's complicated.... in a way we're doing it by adopting their tactics and embracing folks. Fighters for the front line, and some who will help bury the story. Even Anarchs want topreserve the masquerade. But... a summary: Guns can still hurt us but not as much as you'd think but will eventually torpor one of us. Sharp things work better than blunt. Beheading? ALwAYS a winner. Fire scares the #$#$ out of most vampires, it's instinctive, and it can destroy us. You heard about sunlight. Tactis wise , we're still working it out. We're hoping to surprise them. They'll come here thinking the city is deserted."
Trevor says "We'll know they're here when folks go vanishing... means they're creating recruits by beating them over the head and burying them to make them addle brained and hungry."
"thank you for no shovels" Natlalie mmphs, "So we got to keep this a secret, AND trash these Sabbat guys. And your plan is to surprise them?"
D-Man grins "Got any better ideas?"
Morgrym waits and then moves back up the stairs to the 2nd floor knowing they have the drop on him. He moves up to the roof and looks down to see if the motorcycle is still there. Then he looks down at the window for 203 if the bike is still there and prepares for assault if it is:
You get on top of the roof, and then find the motorcyle is no longer there. SON OF A ... whoever that lady was must have tipped your target off.
You can still crash the window if you wish.
Dylan Gantz
Dylan considers heading back in to help Brandon but... he's not stupid.
Then it clicks, a war coming. Is this what the Professor meant!
Perception + Alertness
Dylan runs to the IROC and peels out back to campus towards the Professor.
On the way he calls his sister.
Morgrym considers it anyhow but knows now it is most certainly a trap. Time to get a sniper rifle and camp out where the enemy mob boss is and put a dot on his head for an offer he can't refuse, get his sister released, and get the documents for his boss so he and those he cares for dont die. Just another day. Sometimes it makes you miss the battlefield.
Dylan Gantz
Dylan considers heading back in to help Brandon but... he's not stupid.
Then it clicks, a war coming. Is this what the Professor meant!
Perception + Alertness 1d10+3d10
Dylan runs to the IROC and peels out back to campus towards the Professor.
On the way he calls his sister.
"Dylan, what you don't text like normal folks? I heard a rumor that you and Brandon were deciding MY fate at the Dip Ship, you better not be there when I get there...which is like now."
Morgrym considers it anyhow but knows now it is most certainly a trap. Time to get a sniper rifle and camp out where the enemy mob boss is and put a dot on his head for an offer he can't refuse, get his sister released, and get the documents for his boss so he and those he cares for dont die. Just another day. Sometimes it makes you miss the battlefield.
Michael pauses.
"...I'm not sure I've got any more questions. Natalie?"
Michael pauses.
"...I'm not sure I've got any more questions. Natalie?"
"Can I have more blood?" Natallie asks ThAT question
"Let's show you guys how it's done," D-Man grins, "TC and I will show you how to seduce someone..vampire style."
Unless you disagree, they let you clean up a bit, and lead you out to a dance club. It's NOT your kind of music, but you can almost feel the heat of the blood in every body around.
Michael checks his phone to see what time it is as the trio lead him and Natalie to a different club.
When they get there, disgust begins to crawl up his spine. This club's music was exactly what he couldn't stand--pop music, carefully curated by corporate c**kbites, with just enough peppiness to be catchy and just enough sauciness to get the censors morally outraged without them actually doing anything. It was music designed to be consumed and forgotten--the aural equivalent of dry popcorn. If any of the band's original identity was retained in their sound, it was despite the suits' best efforts to snuff it out.
"Christ, our music sounds so much better than this." Michael grumbles into Natalie's ear.
...at least the people here were acceptably hot. Warm. Pulsing, even.
...pulsing?! The f*$$?
Dylan Gantz
"Kell, turn around now, I just left there.
A bunch of psychos attacked the place. At least two people are dead, maybe more.
Meet me on campus at Professor Waret's office.
I'm not going back to get you cause if I do, I think I might die.
I'm not joking. maybe it's connected to this slasher s!~@, maybe not. But I ran and I never run
Please Sis, turn around now and meet me".
Dylan remains calm even though he's anything but.
Michael checks his phone to see what time it is as the trio lead him and Natalie to a different club.
When they get there, disgust begins to crawl up his spine. This club's music was exactly what he couldn't stand--pop music, carefully curated by corporate c**kbites, with just enough peppiness to be catchy and just enough sauciness to get the censors morally outraged without them actually doing anything. It was music designed to be consumed and forgotten--the aural equivalent of dry popcorn. If any of the band's original identity was retained in their sound, it was despite the suits' best efforts to snuff it out.
"Christ, our music sounds so much better than this." Michael grumbles into Natalie's ear.
...at least the people here were acceptably hot. Warm. Pulsing, even.
...pulsing?! The f*@%?
Natalie agrees, "If this is gonna be part of our regular nights from now on, I think I understand the 'you are damned' part"
TC seems to hear you both over the cotton candy pop rock and crowd despite your whispers, "Brats. Watch and observe. And don't forget to lick to clear up the marks"
TC is beautiful, and while a bit folksy for a bad ass punk rocker turned vampire, the phrase that might come to your mind is 'fish in barrel' as she goes into a crowd and writhes like a flame, candle motions in movement that lure men like moths to join her. It takes but a few minutes, and then she feigns just a bit tired and a need to sit down. She allows one of the men to 'help' her, and she goes to a shadowy alcove. It looks for all the world like a make out session... but D-Man motions you closer, even as he provides 'cover' to keep any other people from straying close.
And you get a peek. TC's not kissing the man's neck, she's bitten in, he moans unsure, unaware, and uncaring HOW the platinum blonde goddess makes him feel so good.
You remember how good it felt when D-Man bit you.
When she finishes, she licks at the neck quickly. A pale strand of light on the man's neck shows not a blemish, and contrary to some vampire movies, there's no blood mess. Makes sense, it would be like throwing food away when hungry.
"Thanks, baby," TC whispers to the 'date' and rises, looking very pleased returning to you both, "For good looking licks like us? The name of the game is usually seduction. Some hunts are more like muggings. But for two good looking rookies like yourselves? I suggest seduction. Watch out for cameras, always. Tonight, D-Man and I will help cover for you to keep it on the downlow. Just like you saw him do for me. Try not to overfeed. If you feel fully satisfied after, you've probably taken too much."
D-man looks at you and Natalie, "Have fun. Maybe you'll convert one of these mainstream acoylites to the joys of Punk. Later, before we go? I'll show you a gift you both probably have."
Dylan Gantz
"Kell, turn around now, I just left there.
A bunch of psychos attacked the place. At least two people are dead, maybe more.
Meet me on campus at Professor Waret's office.
I'm not going back to get you cause if I do, I think I might die.
I'm not joking. maybe it's connected to this slasher s&$!, maybe not. But I ran and I never run
Please Sis, turn around now and meet me".Dylan remains calm even though he's anything but.
You've never been so grateful for a serial killer on the loose in your life. Sure she's not in that same neighborhood, but the news of that is already making her cautious, and you are her brother so while she might consider this an attempt to drive her off from busting you, something in your tone, the urgency of it, causes her to comply.
"And the lights are out from here too.. oh hell, I'm gone . See you at the professor's! Stay safe!"
CLICK
You drive to the professor's hoping your sister is in her car and breaking speedlimits. She sounded convinced. You risk a ticket from the Campus rent a cops yourself. It's as much so you can get your phone ready to call her again as saving your own ass.
You enter the professor's office and see he is there. He's reading a book How to Win Friends and Influence People and chuckling at it.
Finding the location of Gino Putanesca wasn't too hard, but it took time. He's got more than one piece of real estate in the area. So here it is, after sunset, and you're in the Putanesca compound.
The whole thing is a pretentious Neo Venice kind of decor, lacking the charm of real Italian villas. Cameras , you bypassed, the wrought iron gate, you climbed ...
But security is HIGH! More than that, it's panicky. You hear some guards talking "What the hell's a harbringer of skulls?" "I don't know half of what the higher ups are talking about. All I know is whoever it is, they might be on their way and they got blood in their eye."
Getting to Gino is proving to be a real pain in the ass, you realize as you watch those two meat heads slip past your hiding spot. You're not even IN the building yet, just the gates and grounds.
You unlock a door to rectify that, only to find an alarm sounding.
You're not sure where you messed up. If you messed up. But you realize those two guys are coming back, and things are on lock down.
Hell you even hear dogs barking.
You get ready for your last stand! As those two goons draw guns and come back into view.
Dylan Gantz, she might but two snakes are better than one
Dylan swallows, "I think your war started Professor".
Dylan explains what he did to Terrel and the insane aftermath.
"I hope you don't mind, I asked my Sister to come here.
What the hell did I just see?"
Morgrym knows another gang is on the way and lets these guys pass him sliding on the ski mask and gets the hell out of here not able to fight two groups.
Dylan Gantz, she might but two snakes are better than oneDylan swallows, "I think your war started Professor".
Dylan explains what he did to Terrel and the insane aftermath.
"I hope you don't mind, I asked my Sister to come here.
What the hell did I just see?"
ProF. Waret listens intently, to all of it, sometimes asking you to repeat things or give details if you recall. He frowns often, but not ONCE does he seem surprised.
"Dylan, you have a knack for finding trouble. That will be useful at times, but it also is a pain. That was no doubt a Sabbat Pack, and yes, they are..."
Your sister breaks into the room, "Vampires! I swear to God those were Vampires" Looks like she made good time.
"Honestly, I swear the gods of luck are laughing at me now," The professor sighs, "Come in, Kelly. Close the door behind you, please. I was just talking to your brother about our situation."
Kelly closes the door behind her and takes a seat, "How can you be calm about this?"
The professor makes her a cup of coffee. His back to you both for a moment as he considers how to word this. He turns about and offers it to her.
She drinks slow.
And he explains
"Because, I doubt the Sabbat will chase. THey have too many 'recruits' to tend to. I doubt they know of this locale, or for that matter, me. The Sabbat are vampires; as Dylan can tell you, the terms good and evil are simplistic ones in my view, but let's say for simplicity sake they're vampire supremacists who would plunge this world into an even greater nightmare than it is. They particularly want to destroy the NICER vampires, not I said nicer, not kind. There's going to be war between undead monsters, and may the nicer monsters win. I've allied myself with the nicer ones. And Dylan has agreed to help me. In exchange, I've offered him well, what i hope he wants."
"Professor, what the heck makes you think you can fight VAMPIRES? ANd I can't believe I'm saying that. What makes you think DYLAN can fight vampires? And WHY Would you team up with..vampires?" Kelly asks
"Because, Kelly, Dylan. I am one" He looks at you both, "Albiet of a different sort. This is normally where folks say 'prove it' and then are surprised by the serpentine stuff. Would it help if I just showed fangs?"
Morgrym knows another gang is on the way and lets these guys pass him sliding on the ski mask and gets the hell out of here not able to fight two groups.
Rather than burst through the door, you slip your mask on and make a break towards the gates.
The two goons see you shoot by, but at least you have distance and a chance to dodge as they fire at your retreating form
Dylan Gantz
Dylan absorbs what the Professor has to say not showing any emotion.
Finally after a brief period of silence he responds, "So I'm still a bit lost.
You're going to teach me how to kill Vampires? Like, I'm Buffy and you're Merrick? Can Kelly learn too? Are their weaknesses the same as in movies? Sunlight, fire, stake in the heart, chop off the head?
So you're a "nicer" Vampire? That mean you just eat animals?"
Then it dawns on him, "Does this mean Brandon is a Vampire now?
I don't think I need you to prove anything, I saw enough tonight to believe it".
Dylan absorbs what the Professor has to say not showing any emotion.
Finally after a brief period of silence he responds, "So I'm still a bit lost.
You're going to teach me how to kill Vampires? Like, I'm Buffy and you're Merrick? Can Kelly learn too? Are their weaknesses the same as in movies? Sunlight, fire, stake in the heart, chop off the head?
So you're a "nicer" Vampire? That mean you just eat animals?"
Then it dawns on him, "Does this mean Brandon is a Vampire now?
I don't think I need you to prove anything, I saw enough tonight to believe it".
Kelly looks less convinced but then, she DId just see vampires. "Maybe it was a movie shoot, and Dylan and I just got confused?" Hoping it's true.
"It wasn't, but that might be a good cover story," The Professor mmms then looks back at you, "Dylan I really thought we'd have more time to go over the details. Sunlight kills us, some of us faster than others. A stake exactly through the heart doesn't kill us so much as imobolize us, making us helpless. Then we're easily slain. Fire? Fire's a good one. But hard to wield as it provokes a fear in us while we try to use it. Chop of the head, oh yes. Classic. Garlic works on some, but not most. Holy symbols? Ha. Depends on some factors but normally no. We can cross running water... not that that one comes up much these days. If Brandon survives the ritual, he'll come up as a vampire, likely near mindless with hunger and his humanity stripped from him. The non sabbat vampires are often gentler in the method of turning one. I'll have to get into the sects of it later."
He looks at the time, "Well, the night's still young. But I have to text a friend." And he does so, then says "I'll have to have you embraced tonight, Dylan. And your sister too. Looks like she was almost turned anyway...and you might have had to fight her."
"ME? A vampiress?" Your sister says gazing at the professor.
"Oh yes, beautiful and immortal if you survive this, with a chance to acue wealth and power like you never dreamed," The professor tells your sister "And.. you'll be powerful enough so that few will play you as a victim again."
You can see that she's scared, but also intrigued.
The professor looks at you, "Ready, Dylan?"
Dylan Gantz
"Wait, I'm going to be a Vampire!
That's what I agreed to!...
So, I'll never see the sun again".
He grimaces, "I knew there was a catch, but that's one hell of a catch".
Morgrym moves like a maniac running in a z pattern and rolling at the same time back to his feet as he dodges like a serpent trying to coil out of a hand!
Michael exchanges a look with Natalie as TC shows them the 'feeding tutorial', as it were.
"Right... well, wish me luck."
He steps onto the dance floor...
"Wait, I'm going to be a Vampire!
That's what I agreed to!...
So, I'll never see the sun again".
He grimaces, "I knew there was a catch, but that's one hell of a catch".
"Look, we need time to think this over or ..." Your sister starts to sort stuff out, "He's got a day job."
"It's okay. Jerry will make arrangements for him to work nights, if he wants. I can arrange it." The professor assures her, "I have pull with the college. You'll both pass with good grades. Even if you don't show up."
"Look, about this vampiress bit..." she says "I'm not so..."
the door opens, and a man enters in a black and white denim jacket. He's got an easy smile.
"Magpie.. found someone for you," The profesor says "meet Kelly Gantz. She majors in speech therapy, gets great grades and knows about us.. "
"Enchanted," Magpie takes her hand and kisses it roguishly, "Well, the idea of embracing a stranger not of this or that caste or belief system just to fight the sabbat would deeply offend some of the Elder Ravnos," Magpie smiles "So that's a plus."
Meanwhile the professor has moved over to you, "Don't worry, your sister will have some skills at illusion thanks to the Ravnos gift. It should help her help us but not be as much on the front lines." He whispers.
"And I am sorry, you'll never see the sun again." The professor tells you, "But, you're going to have some great nights and get a chance to be villain and hero both" Then, "Wrist, or neck?"
Morgrym moves like a maniac running in a z pattern and rolling at the same time back to his feet as he dodges like a serpent trying to coil out of a hand!
[Dice=dodge]7d10
Even though it slows you down, your Z pattern and roll does the trick as HOLES end up in the yard, not you!
You get to the gate, but not over it. That's when a gun extends through the bars of the gate and fires PAST You, tagging one of the goons.
The woman who stole the files looks down at you, "Did you want help killing them all, or are we running?"
Morgrym flips around and says some other gang named the Harbinger of Skulls is on its way here, I can't take them all alone Morgrym says and fires the ACP at the other guy.
Michael exchanges a look with Natalie as TC shows them the 'feeding tutorial', as it were.
"Right... well, wish me luck."
He steps onto the dance floor...
[dice=Appearance + Subterfuge + Fame?]4d10+1d10+3d10
You may hate this music, but you move to it smoothly, and soon have your pick of the hollywood triefica... a blonde, a brunette, and a redhead.. of course, as you appreciate a wide spectrum, the brunette is latina and the redhead is a guy from Scotland.
Finding the one you like, you coax your prey, make small talk, and soon are making out in another alcove with your chosen subject while others distract.
It's ... a bit intense. REAL intense. You enjoy the touch, but the hunger is building. Your fangs extend, and you bite down onto a neck and then finds crimson bliss going down your throat. They warned you to drink light this first time.