Las Vegas Outline II
Name: Guliana
Nickname: Santa Ana, Ana
Sect: Anarch/Independent
Clan: Brujah
Religious Affiliation: Roman Catholic
Outline History
-The Legacy of Guliana
Guiliana insert last name here, was born on July 17th 1837 in what is now Los Angelous County, California. Her mother bleh was a matron of one of the houses of entertainment that was provided for the rancheros of the area to come and blow off steam by land holder, Guilana's father. Her parents were never married, nor did her mother acknowledge the parentage until before her death in 1859 from consumption among other diseases. Guiliana was kept mostly out of her mother's buisness until February 2, 1848 which two signatures upon paper changed the history of California, and the course of her life.
Treaty of Guadalupe Hidalgo, was the formalized surrender of Mexican forces in California and the end result of this document was the transfer of more than 525,000 miles of land from Mexico to the United States. This land included the ranch that her father owned, and drove her mother from having a comfortable life and provisions for her, to actually having to force her own children to work the house and entertainments. Only this time, the patrons were not the rancheros. Oh no, the white soliders from the east who had been fighting with the Mexican army up until this point. Some were very kind men, however a good majority of the men liked to abuse the citizens, especially the youthful ones they found in their beds. Guiliana was forced into the "entertainment" buisness by the time she was 11 years old, and had her first of three children before she was 15 with several miscarriages.
That was her lot in life. The beautiful, youthful face, that if she did not work for the family, it was possible that they would starve. She learned early on to cherish what God gave you, and he would provide. She went to mass every Sunday, both services, making certain to pray and attone for all the sinning she did to allow her family the change to survive.
-embraced
In the winter of 1862, A man came through the small community Guilana lived in. He seemed to be a priest.... yadda yadda..
-pack splinter into three
As the pack name here, was growing too large, the idea of splintering it into three separate packs grew. Territory was all well and good, but some of the members were restless and itching for a fight. The younger ones wanted to see the world, and not so much fight over and over again. They wanted to make a name that was outside the pack's honor and goals. A competition was created to fight for the spot of Templar to the Ductus, and the other two losers would be given a few members to create cousin packs to the main body. Ana was fine with coming in second, however it never sat well with Diago that he was beaten by not only BLeh but by Ana. Their comfortable rivary had it's first spark of jealousy and rage. Yet, they still remained upon friendly terms, helping one another for the first few trials of being leaders of their packs until they could officially take the title, Ductus. Diago was merely biding his time.
-micellanous adventures/earning stripes
-twin cities fun
Diago had followed his latest obsession, a gangrel by the name of Coy Dog to the cities of Minneapolis and St. Paul. Ana, finding this hysterical, went along with to see what else there was to have in the backwater pond. The midwest climate never really appealed to her, but for entertainment, why not? Besides, it was close enough to some of the eastern cities like Chicago that a rumor or two could come floating in her direction that the sect might be able to use. Going undercover as an Anarch, Ana set up shop, using her nickname "Santa Ana" once again to sort of cement the idea of being a glorified revolutionary/anarchist to the younger generation of Camarilla citizens. It worked. Very well. There wasn't much in the city that she did not know about, mostly from just listening to them shoot off their mouth. The very heated battle between the three "princes" of the Twin Cities was the perfect battle to start undermining the Camarilla held territory bit by bit, and manipulating the younger generation to do all the dirty work. To cut the long story short, the chaos that made the Ventrue prince fall, and the Brujah prince destroyed to ash by the Toreador Prince, well worth the upfront price of admission.
-the damn dog
Diago's obession was reaching new heights when Ana made it onto the scene in the cities. When she ran into the gangrel, she still wasn't certain what Diago's problem was. What was it about this ONE vampire that had Diago's shorts all in knots? When Diago started to run out of his own plans, as per usual, he asked Ana to help him teach the gangrel a lesson. So Ana decided to teach ALL of the little camarilla flunkies a lessson about why if a leadership cares more about being a leader than about it's people, what sort of lies can be told. The elaborate lie about being an elder, an anarch leader was developed. The Sabbat was suddenly "stalking" Ana cause she held something that they wanted. And then, when she had the Gangrel in her fingertips, she made the ultimate trick of the eye. Having her own pack tie her down to a cross, much like his last girlfriend, Ana made it look like it was her life or his owed to the pack. A cup, prepared before Coydog arrived contained the blood of the entire pack, including Ana. And when he accepted the fact he was to join or she would die, she let the game go. "It isn't about what your eyes can see. Your eyes can lie to you, just as much as your heart can." He may or may not be still a bit peeved about her tricking him.. but viniculm is a wonderful thing and he could not get his revenge upon any of them. And when he could.. it was already too late.
-"i'll be right back."
When Crowley fully took the Twin Cities throne as it were, the Sabbat was already in place to oppose her directly. They had enough information to start a pulling and tearing wear upon her assets and interests, and on top of that, the younger generation was still feeding them information because the Elders had forgotten that even foot soliders talk. A year into the process, Ana recieved a summons to the state of her birth, California, to meet with one of the elders in particular about an issue raised about her impartiality to some of the young vampires in the twin cities. An informant had stated and given proof that she was selling information to the Camarilla just as much as she was providing it to the Sabbat. She did not tell Coydog before she left much, other than she was going to answer a summons, and she'd be back in a few days with cigarettes. She never came back.
-betrayal
Nevada is a state that is mostly, desert. In fact, completely desert. Along with the desert, in some of the areas there are many nooks and crannies as the desert tried to make something resembling mountains and then just gave up trying. It was inside the territory of Nevada that Santa Ana's own pack turned on her. Her two gangrel travelling companions procceeded to systamatically beat and stab her, trying to force her body to sleep. She fought back, naturally, but they had planned around her. They had known and fought with her for years, and so in the end, she was down and out. They secluded her in a shaft of sorts in a mountain, leaving her there. By the note they left behind in her jacket pocket, they were leaving her there for her own good, for her boys had found out that she was being summoned not by an elder, but another who had orders to kill her on sight. By who, they did not know, but they weren't going to let her find out. They went ahead to the meeting. She has no ideas to their whereabouts.
Ana spent ten years in a hole, listening to various things move around her in her dreams. She woke up two years before game time, tossing and turning and being greeted by a body missing bits and pieces out of it from the various animals in the desert. Needless to say, she REALLY doesn't like critters in her house.
-the deal
-revenge is the best served cold
-the desert, the guitar and the whorehouse
-game play
Motivations Section
1) Who was Trying to Kill ME!
Whomever that shadowy figure that wanted her dead enough to pose as an elder figure, that is puzzling. Who could she have possibly angered enough to want her dead? Granted, Ana is well aware she makes enemies, but enemies enough to blantanly go for the kill? She has not resurfaced fully as full blown Sabbat, holding to her anarchy coverstory instead. It's possible that eventually, and she realzies this, 'that someone will hear she's in Nevada. Hopefully, by that time, she will have enough power to repell them without open need of a pack to back her. And to that end, what happend to her other packmates? The viniculum long since wore off, and she is... figety about it. Would they have come back for her eventually if they weren't dead? And if they weren't dead, WHY DIDN"T THEY?
Justification Section
Nickname: Santa Ana, Ana
Sect: Anarch/Independent
Clan: Brujah
Religious Affiliation: Roman Catholic
Outline History
-The Legacy of Guliana
Guiliana insert last name here, was born on July 17th 1837 in what is now Los Angelous County, California. Her mother bleh was a matron of one of the houses of entertainment that was provided for the rancheros of the area to come and blow off steam by land holder, Guilana's father. Her parents were never married, nor did her mother acknowledge the parentage until before her death in 1859 from consumption among other diseases. Guiliana was kept mostly out of her mother's buisness until February 2, 1848 which two signatures upon paper changed the history of California, and the course of her life.
Treaty of Guadalupe Hidalgo, was the formalized surrender of Mexican forces in California and the end result of this document was the transfer of more than 525,000 miles of land from Mexico to the United States. This land included the ranch that her father owned, and drove her mother from having a comfortable life and provisions for her, to actually having to force her own children to work the house and entertainments. Only this time, the patrons were not the rancheros. Oh no, the white soliders from the east who had been fighting with the Mexican army up until this point. Some were very kind men, however a good majority of the men liked to abuse the citizens, especially the youthful ones they found in their beds. Guiliana was forced into the "entertainment" buisness by the time she was 11 years old, and had her first of three children before she was 15 with several miscarriages.
That was her lot in life. The beautiful, youthful face, that if she did not work for the family, it was possible that they would starve. She learned early on to cherish what God gave you, and he would provide. She went to mass every Sunday, both services, making certain to pray and attone for all the sinning she did to allow her family the change to survive.
-embraced
In the winter of 1862, A man came through the small community Guilana lived in. He seemed to be a priest.... yadda yadda..
-pack splinter into three
As the pack name here, was growing too large, the idea of splintering it into three separate packs grew. Territory was all well and good, but some of the members were restless and itching for a fight. The younger ones wanted to see the world, and not so much fight over and over again. They wanted to make a name that was outside the pack's honor and goals. A competition was created to fight for the spot of Templar to the Ductus, and the other two losers would be given a few members to create cousin packs to the main body. Ana was fine with coming in second, however it never sat well with Diago that he was beaten by not only BLeh but by Ana. Their comfortable rivary had it's first spark of jealousy and rage. Yet, they still remained upon friendly terms, helping one another for the first few trials of being leaders of their packs until they could officially take the title, Ductus. Diago was merely biding his time.
-micellanous adventures/earning stripes
-twin cities fun
Diago had followed his latest obsession, a gangrel by the name of Coy Dog to the cities of Minneapolis and St. Paul. Ana, finding this hysterical, went along with to see what else there was to have in the backwater pond. The midwest climate never really appealed to her, but for entertainment, why not? Besides, it was close enough to some of the eastern cities like Chicago that a rumor or two could come floating in her direction that the sect might be able to use. Going undercover as an Anarch, Ana set up shop, using her nickname "Santa Ana" once again to sort of cement the idea of being a glorified revolutionary/anarchist to the younger generation of Camarilla citizens. It worked. Very well. There wasn't much in the city that she did not know about, mostly from just listening to them shoot off their mouth. The very heated battle between the three "princes" of the Twin Cities was the perfect battle to start undermining the Camarilla held territory bit by bit, and manipulating the younger generation to do all the dirty work. To cut the long story short, the chaos that made the Ventrue prince fall, and the Brujah prince destroyed to ash by the Toreador Prince, well worth the upfront price of admission.
-the damn dog
Diago's obession was reaching new heights when Ana made it onto the scene in the cities. When she ran into the gangrel, she still wasn't certain what Diago's problem was. What was it about this ONE vampire that had Diago's shorts all in knots? When Diago started to run out of his own plans, as per usual, he asked Ana to help him teach the gangrel a lesson. So Ana decided to teach ALL of the little camarilla flunkies a lessson about why if a leadership cares more about being a leader than about it's people, what sort of lies can be told. The elaborate lie about being an elder, an anarch leader was developed. The Sabbat was suddenly "stalking" Ana cause she held something that they wanted. And then, when she had the Gangrel in her fingertips, she made the ultimate trick of the eye. Having her own pack tie her down to a cross, much like his last girlfriend, Ana made it look like it was her life or his owed to the pack. A cup, prepared before Coydog arrived contained the blood of the entire pack, including Ana. And when he accepted the fact he was to join or she would die, she let the game go. "It isn't about what your eyes can see. Your eyes can lie to you, just as much as your heart can." He may or may not be still a bit peeved about her tricking him.. but viniculm is a wonderful thing and he could not get his revenge upon any of them. And when he could.. it was already too late.
-"i'll be right back."
When Crowley fully took the Twin Cities throne as it were, the Sabbat was already in place to oppose her directly. They had enough information to start a pulling and tearing wear upon her assets and interests, and on top of that, the younger generation was still feeding them information because the Elders had forgotten that even foot soliders talk. A year into the process, Ana recieved a summons to the state of her birth, California, to meet with one of the elders in particular about an issue raised about her impartiality to some of the young vampires in the twin cities. An informant had stated and given proof that she was selling information to the Camarilla just as much as she was providing it to the Sabbat. She did not tell Coydog before she left much, other than she was going to answer a summons, and she'd be back in a few days with cigarettes. She never came back.
-betrayal
Nevada is a state that is mostly, desert. In fact, completely desert. Along with the desert, in some of the areas there are many nooks and crannies as the desert tried to make something resembling mountains and then just gave up trying. It was inside the territory of Nevada that Santa Ana's own pack turned on her. Her two gangrel travelling companions procceeded to systamatically beat and stab her, trying to force her body to sleep. She fought back, naturally, but they had planned around her. They had known and fought with her for years, and so in the end, she was down and out. They secluded her in a shaft of sorts in a mountain, leaving her there. By the note they left behind in her jacket pocket, they were leaving her there for her own good, for her boys had found out that she was being summoned not by an elder, but another who had orders to kill her on sight. By who, they did not know, but they weren't going to let her find out. They went ahead to the meeting. She has no ideas to their whereabouts.
Ana spent ten years in a hole, listening to various things move around her in her dreams. She woke up two years before game time, tossing and turning and being greeted by a body missing bits and pieces out of it from the various animals in the desert. Needless to say, she REALLY doesn't like critters in her house.
-the deal
-revenge is the best served cold
-the desert, the guitar and the whorehouse
-game play
Motivations Section
1) Who was Trying to Kill ME!
Whomever that shadowy figure that wanted her dead enough to pose as an elder figure, that is puzzling. Who could she have possibly angered enough to want her dead? Granted, Ana is well aware she makes enemies, but enemies enough to blantanly go for the kill? She has not resurfaced fully as full blown Sabbat, holding to her anarchy coverstory instead. It's possible that eventually, and she realzies this, 'that someone will hear she's in Nevada. Hopefully, by that time, she will have enough power to repell them without open need of a pack to back her. And to that end, what happend to her other packmates? The viniculum long since wore off, and she is... figety about it. Would they have come back for her eventually if they weren't dead? And if they weren't dead, WHY DIDN"T THEY?
Justification Section