Feverish Dreamsmilk_evianJune 7 2004, 01:14:40 UTC
Dearest Dark Master,
Feverish, troubled dreams plague my soul. I fear that in a time coming soon I will be exiled from our society and end up in some strange co-existence with the Lupines. Also, I've started to grow an inch of hair after each of these dreams. All over. This just won't do. I keep having to send the ghoul out to but razors and scissors, and I think the chantry is starting to take notice of my supply requests. My ghoul protests at having to help with the shaving, but is also disturbingly keen on keeping the hair clippings for a "project" that he claims will revolutionise the way we conjure our minions. Please help, for my soul can take no more.
Re: Feverish DreamstremereunlivingJuly 11 2004, 02:15:39 UTC
Hair Minions! Bah! The Toreador would love that too much, i could just see them lining up at the chantry to blowdry and style the new Homunculi's coifs. Your ghoul needs a beating. If you cannot administer one, then maybe you shouldn't have a ghoul. I suggest a title from the Brujah section of your chantry's library. "Bitch, You Better Recognise!" may be the best book on disciplining unruly servants. Dreams are little more than a manifest of our subconscious. Are you ashamed of dalliances or interactions with local Gangrel? Thay may be they key to figuring out the Lupus dreams. The hair growth thing sounds like a curse. Let it grow long. Braid it and wrap it around yourself, you'll have your own personally grown armor. Remember, you rule the ghoul, not the other way around. If he rebels, put him down.
Yet Another Breach?publix120June 9 2004, 16:24:16 UTC
Yesterday I was feeling famished and decided to order a pizza from a local pizzeria. Yes I know eating solid food can be disgusting but it's a habit I picked up during my breathing days. About 20 minutes later, a Cobra (not the animal, but the automobile) pulls up with the license plate reading "Setite" to deliver my pizza. I plead ignorance and sent him on his way. The mere thought of a Follower of Set knowing the location of my haven sends chills down my spine.
My question is:
Are time so bad that even Followers of Set need part time jobs to fund their shenanigans?
Re: Yet Another Breach?tremereunlivingJuly 11 2004, 02:06:16 UTC
Well, we can be paranoid or show gratitude. Now the snakes can be tracked quite easily. Order more pizzas, get to know them all. Soon they'll be slithering at our feet begging for mercy.
Am also convinced that most Christian book stores may be dens for the Followers of Set.
to break limbo you must acclerate yourself into flux. but be careful, a quick segue into flux can be painful and leave unbecoming stains on the chantry wall.
The Surreal Unlifepublix120July 24 2004, 11:08:42 UTC
It seems my buddies and I have been spending more time playing an RPG game then in our studies. The game in question is Hominine: the Banality by the Pallid Canine Company. You assume a role of an ordinary human and live out his (or her) daily life. You can customize your character to make it as unique as you want it to be; by taking different Backgrounds, Merits/Flaws, and other such traits the game has to offer. I'm currently playing a sexual suppressed white man whose threaten by change. Since this game is very popular with young occultist, what characters did you conjure up during your younger years?
Re: The Surreal UnlifetremereunlivingJuly 24 2004, 18:35:52 UTC
Lest you have forgotten, I am from a time long ago when these games of role did not exist. Now, in my time tending to this world, I have seen the works of Shakespeare, Paddy Chayefsky and Neil Simon, but have never taken any indulgence in acting
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There is within my tenement building a Malkavian who claims that snakes and Puerto Rican women will rain from the sky and smite all nonbelievers of Bobo the God of Cheap Plastic Crap. With the end times approaching, would it be feasible to heed this madman's warning? Also, his endless rants are causing me distress when performing rituals. These walls are not very thick. What can be done of this?
you must beat him at his own game. if you should start to speak your own nonsense, then he'll have no choice but to either become afraid of some of your prophecies or declare you mad and possibly wait in rapt silence to hear your outbursts. For this I recomment buying 4 stereos and playing a few different spoken words albums at a time. Now, to make some strange prophecies...remember, it's all about the random minutiae of life
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Feverish, troubled dreams plague my soul. I fear that in a time coming soon I will be exiled from our society and end up in some strange co-existence with the Lupines. Also, I've started to grow an inch of hair after each of these dreams. All over. This just won't do. I keep having to send the ghoul out to but razors and scissors, and I think the chantry is starting to take notice of my supply requests. My ghoul protests at having to help with the shaving, but is also disturbingly keen on keeping the hair clippings for a "project" that he claims will revolutionise the way we conjure our minions. Please help, for my soul can take no more.
Jarvis Mann, Baltimore Chantry.
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Dreams are little more than a manifest of our subconscious. Are you ashamed of dalliances or interactions with local Gangrel? Thay may be they key to figuring out the Lupus dreams.
The hair growth thing sounds like a curse. Let it grow long. Braid it and wrap it around yourself, you'll have your own personally grown armor.
Remember, you rule the ghoul, not the other way around. If he rebels, put him down.
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My question is:
Are time so bad that even Followers of Set need part time jobs to fund their shenanigans?
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Am also convinced that most Christian book stores may be dens for the Followers of Set.
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I find I am in a perpetual state of limbo. Any suggestions on how to break this cycle?
-chaRLy
(P.S.: definitely NOT a malkavian)
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There is within my tenement building a Malkavian who claims that snakes and Puerto Rican women will rain from the sky and smite all nonbelievers of Bobo the God of Cheap Plastic Crap. With the end times approaching, would it be feasible to heed this madman's warning? Also, his endless rants are causing me distress when performing rituals. These walls are not very thick. What can be done of this?
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