Fear and Loathing in Kitsap: Papo’s Paradise 11/21/2008
Fear and Loathing in Kitsap: Papo’s Paradise 11/21/2008
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I take a look at my life and realize there's not much left
coz I've been blastin and laughin so long, that
even my mama thinks that my mind is gone
but I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Gangsta's Paradise, Coolio
It has been said that at a dinner party one should eat wisely but not too well, and talk well but not too wisely. This past evening, there was a party hosted by Papo.
Who is Papo?
Answer: Carthian. Gangrel. Papo is the guy that always knows twenty other guys that can help you. The guy that’s so connected that he can pick up his cell phone and have a hundred pipe-hitting mother fuckers at your back.
In Cuba, Papo is the name you used for a familiar friend. A brother from another mother.
That is what Papo means to me.
The setting was an old warehouse that had seen better days near the Puget Sound. Papo provided a variety of quite tasty blood for everyone to drink and participate.
Despite the lack of a lavish setting, a number of luminaries attended this swinging party. The wise know that the best parties are made by the people and scene, not the setting.
The Invictus made a surprise appearance. You might even say they made out like gangbusters.
Prince Belson, Imperial Seneschal of the Nelson Imperium, came dressed to kill.
The triumphant Prince Vasili Rostov looked quite Pimp’in as they say in the hood. On his arm was the *valued* Carthian, Lady Agony. Is there a romance brewing?
Newcomer to these parts, Alder Aiwyn Laureatus made quite the impression. He was quite the charmer. I found him quite interesting.
The Acolytes of the Circle of the Crone were also quite impressive.
Imperial Primarch of the Crone Nathanial Green was so gangster that he could claw you and then you’d apologize for making him make the effort.
Sheriff Acrimony ensured that none would forget that these lands were under his protection.
Lady Ashe was rocking a “tight” outfit as they say.
Doctor Gabriel De la Morietti and Wendy De la Morietti were quite stylish. They were acknowledged by Prince Belson last week as members of the domain of Kitsap and the Nelson Imperium.
The Carthian Movement made sure that they had the numbers to represent.
Mistress Agony as mentioned looked quite stunning.
*Valued* Carthian B also made a welcomed appearance.
*Valued* Carthian “Big Poppa” Vincenzo let the rest of us know what was what.
Imperial Primarch Viloktisce Karkarov represented the Dragons.
The party went into full swing rather quickly. The blood and the pimp juice flowed. There was much laughing.
Sadly, the homeless guy with the magical flashlight returned to drag off the Crones into a fight of good and evil and magic raccoons smoking cigars.
Also, there was a guy that decided to call himself the Sun God. What a fucking poseur!!! You want a sacrifice? I believe one is going to be delivered to you, but not the one you want.
When a bird was sent forth to harass Prince Belson, the Carthians nailed it to the ground with claws. Papo, Vincenzo, and B went to make sure that this wouldn’t ever happen again.
In the end, the party ended like most great ones, with a slight hangover and at least one person wondering where they left their pants.
Rising Stars:
It was noted by at least one august prince present that Lady Ashe had been quite respectful and demure this evening. I also noted it and thought it should be praised.
Likewise, Lady Agony was complimented on her demeanor. Surely, she is rising in the scene.
The surprise guest was Jack from Seattle. He had been told a number of wild stories and yet had braved the wilds to leave Seattle and see the rest of the region. He proved to be quite astute. He was respectful and the monsters approved and thus he is praised. A lesson to be learned.
Feared:
Papo gains major points. When the self proclaimed Sun God decided that he wanted to screw with the party, he showed why a gangrel with claws should not be fucked with.
Loathed:
The Sun God. Really? The Sun God? You are no god. You are a loser. In fact, your new name is Ice, Ice, Baby. Let no one else call this pathetic wretch a god. If you want to impress yourself with evil, try another domain with weak vampires.
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Sorrow
Imperial Harpy of the Nelson Imperium
The Lord of Laughter
The New Flesh
OOC:
Special ooc props to Dave McGrath for the good hip hop songs I don’t know.
Carthian Status: 3
Mekhet Status: 2
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Jason Andrew
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