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Title: Awakening the Beast
Description: A Vampire the Requiem Game

Orgaloth - March 12, 2006 03:17 AM (GMT)
The city of New Port. Situated along the West Coast of the United States on the Californian peninsular. New Port is a young city. Only 150 years old. It was founded by Gregory Wilkens as a mining town, but recently it has become a tourist mecca. The city appears to be a nice clean town. Crime is kept down by the local police, who have the best marksman scores in the state. The city also has adopted the three strike policy. this doesn't mean that there isn't crime. If you want something, it can be found. The various gangs vie for control of the drug trade, whilst the Italian Mafia, Russian Mafia, Irish Mafia, Triades, Tongs and Yakuza vie for control of the underworld.

But beneath all this is the World of Darkness. A world run by supernatural beings. Vampires rule the city. They have been here since the founding of the city. Prince of New Port is David Hagen, a germanic vampire of the Invictus convenent. This Ventrue has been Prince for the last century. His Hound, a Nosferatu known only as The Ragman has held the position as long as David has been in power. The Sherrif is a gangrel who came to the city in the last ten years. Sam took the position when the last sherrif, Victor Dice, was killed whilst performing his duty.

The Invictus have the strongest influence within the city, followed closely by the Carthians and the Lancea Sanctum. The Ordo Dracul have a presence here and are constantly struggling with the Circle of Crones for the mystical places.

Prince David Hagen, has declared that the City Hall is Elysium, but this only used on formal occasions. Generally the gatherings of the city's vampires is held at Mansion in the suburb of Lower Hills.

Orgaloth - March 13, 2006 03:47 AM (GMT)
The sun has set on another day. A another day you didn't see, but now that the night has come, so do the predators. As you awaken you discover the note. It's in an envelope, and has been slipped under you door. On the back you see the seal of the prince in the blood red wax.

Upon opening the letter you see the flowing script of the Princes ghoul, there are only three words

It is tonight

Looks like the prince wants everyone to gather. It will be the mansion, as the elysium wasn't mentioned.

jamfke - March 13, 2006 04:10 AM (GMT)
Marcus glared at the note. He never asked for this bull in the first place. He was happy to simply investigate the dead, not being amongst them. Well, technically they were undead, and so was he now.

Wadding up the note, he tossed it towards the already overflowing trash can next to the refridgerator. He opened the door and grabbed a beer. He loved to hear the sound it made when he popped the top. He raised it to his lips and took just a sip, it was almost like sweet nectar. He quickly spat it out before he could swallow it, he'd tried drinking one not long after the Embrace and got the worst dry heaves he'd ever known.

He flung the bottle across the room, smashing it on the wall over the sink. Staring at the liquid rolling down the tiled surface, he grit his teeth in anger at the fact that this was just one of the little things he'd lost since that fateful night.

One day he'd get out from under this curse, one day. But now, he had to attend to the 'Prince's' summons. Some things he now had no control over.

Marcus Toombs, shadow of his former self, grabbed his trenchcoat and slammed his apartment door behind him.

Orgaloth - March 13, 2006 04:23 AM (GMT)
Marcus heads out of his apartment, still being early evening there are people coming home from work, but they seem to give Marcus a bit of a berth. It's been this way ever since his embrace. As he's heading down the stairs he sees old missus Parkins struggling up the stairs with her groceries.

jamfke - March 13, 2006 04:32 AM (GMT)
Still fuming, he nearly brushes past the sweet old lady in his angst.

"Oh, sorry miss Parkins, I uh, I didn't see you there. Want some help?"

Orgaloth - March 13, 2006 04:38 AM (GMT)
"Ohh, ohh. Umm yes dear. Just to my door please." she hands you several of the bags and then you both head off to her apartment. once there she goes to unlock the door, but looks at you uncertainly.

"Ohh thank you." she seems to be waiting and is nervous about something

jamfke - March 13, 2006 04:41 AM (GMT)
"Well umm, I'm in a bit of a hurry, so..."

Orgaloth - March 13, 2006 04:46 AM (GMT)
She waits until Marcus moves away before he hears her opening the door. He's sure he hears her mumbling something about him having changed.

jamfke - March 13, 2006 04:50 AM (GMT)
He thinks to himself, 'Lady, if you only knew!'

Marcus steps outside the apartment building and down the steps to the sidewalk below. He could smell the night air, a mix of exhaust fumes and cheap wine, gotta love this neighborhood.

Fishing his keys from his jacket pocket, he then unlocks his car door and slips behind the wheel. This is one pleasure he can still enjoy. He fired up the engine, put the car in gear and squealed his tires as he pulled out into the street and headed for the rendezvous.

Orgaloth - March 13, 2006 05:01 AM (GMT)
The city whips by, to most it would be a blur, but Marcus sees things differently. Soon the building start to change, getting more elaborate, and larger. As he swings into the drive of the Mansion, the gates open up, just like every other time. There is no-one in the guard house, and no way that anyone could see him approaching from the mansion. Farther up the drive he can see limos and sportcars of the other vamps, but there are number of harley davidsons parked on the lawn. Marcus can't remember seeing those before.

jamfke - March 13, 2006 05:13 AM (GMT)
"Great, the real hell's angels."

He pulls his Crown Vic alongside one of the flashier sports cars, parking just close enough to make its owner cringe when they see it. He slips out easily and makes his way to the front doors of the mansion. No matter how many times he'd been here, he figured he'd never get over the creepy feeling that crawled around inside him ever time he approached them.

Orgaloth - March 13, 2006 05:18 AM (GMT)
As Marcus approaches the door, he catches sight of a figure flitting through the grounds.

jamfke - March 13, 2006 05:24 AM (GMT)
Markus focuses his attention on the shadowy figure, drawing on his new-found abilities to enhance his senses. He even sniffs the air to catch the creature's scent.

Orgaloth - March 13, 2006 05:29 AM (GMT)
As he focuses on the figure, he suddenly realises who it is. It's the Hound, Ragman, the stench of death washes over him. The heavily robed figure stops and looks at Marcus, His face is hidden in the cowl of his robe, but Marcus feels as if he is staring straight into his soul. In a voice that is barely a whisper,


jamfke - March 13, 2006 05:32 AM (GMT)
Marcus winces at the odour, then turns back to the doors and raises his hand to knock.

Orgaloth - March 13, 2006 05:37 AM (GMT)
The door opens just as he's about to knock. Vincent, the Princes Ghoul is standing there,
His british accent places him as one that is use to the finer things,

"Welcome Mister Toombs. You are the first of your Convenant to arrive, but there are others here. I have been asked to relay to all guests, to show restraint. Refreshments are in the main hall. Do you wish me to take your coat sir?"

As Marcus comes in, he can see the mahogany paneling and the sheer opulance of the mansion. Rumour has it, that the Prince had it shipped in brick by brick from Germany.

jamfke - March 13, 2006 05:44 AM (GMT)
"I'll hang on to it," he snarls at the ghoul. He makes his way slowly through the mansion, watching for anything out of sorts as he goes. He wouldn't think that the Prince would allow open warfare in his own home, but that didn't stop others from trying.

He stepped through the doorway to the main hall and took in his surroundings. The smell of the others made him want to puke.

Marcus began looking around for the "refreshments" Vincent had mentioned.

Orgaloth - March 13, 2006 05:52 AM (GMT)
As Marcus steps into the main hall he hears the murmers of the vampires there. He also hears heavy metal, something he's never heard here before, drowning out the traditional classical music. He scans the room, the marble staircase sweeps down on the walls, and on the balcony where they join, he spots Lyer bouncing around. The heavy metal seems to be coming from under the left staircase, where he sees half a dozen leather clad bikers. To his right, along the wall where the doorway he is standin in is, he spots the table that has a large crystal punch bowl on it. Surrounding the punch bowl are various hor dervours.

jamfke - March 13, 2006 05:56 AM (GMT)
Marcus steps over to the bowl and sniffs at it, then checks the "hor dervours".

Orgaloth - March 13, 2006 06:00 AM (GMT)
The bowl is filled with blood, but the food is real enough.

jamfke - March 13, 2006 06:09 AM (GMT)
Marcus would love to gobble down as much of the food as he could stomach, but that's the rub, he couldn't stomach any of it. Sighing, he picked up a cup and dipped it in the bowl. He still wasn't used to drinking the stuff, but he knew if he didn't drink what was available, he'd take it out on some unsuspecting innocent, like that sweet old lady Parkins.

He sipped at the fluid, its metallic flavor was like a fine wine to him now, but he still couldn't get over the fact that it once coursed through something, or someone else's body. Blocking the mental image, he took a bigger gulp of it and then refilled his cup.

'Time to mingle,' he thought as he moved back to a position where he could watch everyone.

Orgaloth - March 13, 2006 06:15 AM (GMT)
As he turns to 'mingle' Gabriel and the other Dragons come through the door. Gabriel stops and seems to look intently at the bikers, before turning and heading to where Marcus is standing. Eric and Sergi following in his wake. Sam on the other hand, dressed in his stetson, and riding duster, heads straight towards the bikers.

As Gabriel approaches Marcus he smiles,

"Ahh it is good to see you Marcus. How fare you?"

jamfke - March 13, 2006 06:18 AM (GMT)
"Eh, could be better. Where's he going?" he nods towards Sam.

Orgaloth - March 13, 2006 06:27 AM (GMT)
"Probably to catch up. Those are nomadic gangrel. I just hope they aren't of Cody's brood. Sam can't stand Cody."

As they look over to where Sam is, they see one of the bikers go to embrace him, but recoils suddenly, fear clearly evident on his face, and Sam can be seen chuckling. The bikers now seem to be very wary.

jamfke - March 13, 2006 06:32 AM (GMT)
"What was that all about?" he asks as he takes another sip and winces.

Orgaloth - March 13, 2006 06:39 AM (GMT)
"I'm not actually sure. Sam is a vampire of many surprises. Well back to the matters at hand. Have you thought about my proposal? Are you ready to move into a Dragon Haven? It will help you with your studies."

Gabriel starts to lead Marcus towards a cluster of chairs near a window overlooking the grounds.

jamfke - March 13, 2006 06:44 AM (GMT)
Marcus sits with Gabriel and takes another sip, "Ugh, don't think I'll ever get past knowing what this is. Let's see, I have thought about it some. It'd be hard for me to leave that rat infested money vacuum of an apartment, but I might be able to make the adjustment. Tell me a little more about it."

Orgaloth - March 13, 2006 06:55 AM (GMT)
"Well it will help you with your study of the Coils. Normally I wouldn't have asked you to move in, I would have demanded it, but seeing as who you sire is, I don't want to get on the wrong side of anyone."

As he was talking the Lancea Sanctum entered the hall. There are eight of them and they are surrounding a figure in priest robes. They sweep up the stairs, and soon six of them come back down, with Lyer hitting one over the heas with a cushion.

jamfke - March 13, 2006 07:00 AM (GMT)
Marcus furrows his brow, "Now what was that all about?"

Orgaloth - March 13, 2006 07:05 AM (GMT)
"Hehe. Yes. Seems that the Prince thought that there was too many of them up there. As to Lyer, I have no idea."

jamfke - March 13, 2006 07:14 AM (GMT)
"Do you know why we were called here in the first place? I've got to go on duty in about an hour and I can't be late again, or the Chief is gonna bust me to cruise patrol. It's bad enough that I had to lie to him and say that my doctor said I've suddenly developed a rare skin condition so I could work only at night."

Orgaloth - March 14, 2006 08:07 AM (GMT)
"I actually have no idea as to why we're here. Normally it's the first of the month that he calls us together. It might have something to do with them."

Gabriel indicates the Bikers, who have huddled together and keep flicking glances at Sam.

"You know if you want to quit, I can help support you. You won't have to worry about your cheif busting your ass, as you so eloquently put it."

Suddenly Lyer bounds over to the group, and in a slightly pouting voice, a voice that could make any man, and nearly any woman, do what she asks.

"Dave wants to see you Gabbie. Hey ya Marky!"

And as quickly as she arrived she disappears, bounding over to Sam.

jamfke - March 14, 2006 11:52 PM (GMT)
Marcus raises his cup to the flighty creature as she whisks away.

"Well, I suppose you shouldn't keep him waiting. I'll hold down the fort."

He takes another swig and blanches.

Orgaloth - March 15, 2006 06:45 AM (GMT)
Once Gabriel is gone Eric turns to you,

"I don't care who you are, or who your sire is, you shouldn't get ANY special treatment."

With that he stoms off and stands at the bottom of the flight of stairs on the right hand wall.

Sergi looks kind of lost without Gabriel around, and he stands there with you, nervously rubbing his hands.

jamfke - March 15, 2006 12:25 PM (GMT)
QUOTE (Orgaloth @ Mar 15 2006, 12:45 AM)
Once Gabriel is gone Eric turns to you,

"I don't care who you are, or who your sire is, you shouldn't get ANY special treatment."

With that he stoms off and stands at the bottom of the flight of stairs on the right hand wall.

Sergi looks kind of lost without Gabriel around, and he stands there with you, nervously rubbing his hands.

To Eric, raising his cup, "And cheers to you!"

Marcus glances at Sergi, "Why so nervous? Think their gonna kill you? Heh heh."

He takes another sip.

Orgaloth - March 16, 2006 06:18 AM (GMT)
Sergi gives a weak smile, and in a thick accent,

"Vone mistake and zay vill. I 'ave 'eard stories. But you vill be alright. Only Sam vould hurt you."

jamfke - March 16, 2006 06:20 AM (GMT)
"Personally, I'm not worried about it. What's got you so uptight?"

Orgaloth - March 16, 2006 06:31 AM (GMT)
"I am not released yet." Sergi suddenly jumps when a gravely voice suddenly interrupts,

"Outta the road. I want a drink."

Sam pushes past the Sergi. He's a short vampire. Only 5'3" and his build isn't very impressive either, but there is something in his stance and especially in his eye. He doesn't walk, he seems to stalk, and there is just a massive predatory feel about him, and not in the same regard as if his Beast were more powerful, there is something else.

jamfke - March 16, 2006 06:38 AM (GMT)
Marcus raises his cup a bit at Sam's approach, "Evening."

Orgaloth - March 16, 2006 06:48 AM (GMT)
"Yes it is." Sam dunks a cup and half of his hand into the bowl. He then drinks it all in one go.

"So how's daddy's boy?"

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