Let's Play: Vampire: Bloodlines - Page 63

Mirai Gen · 12-22-2008, 01:52 PM

Plus it keeps flooding 42 and Bookworm's inboxes which is hilarious to me.

Odjn · 12-22-2008, 02:51 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by tzimisce

People need to stop posting so much, so that I don't keep thinking there's been an actual update.

Aw, he thinks he's people.

Fifthfiend · 12-22-2008, 03:02 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by 01d55

Yeah man, what kind of square can't roll with having your name changed in a mocking manner by the moderator of a forum you've just joined after only reading one thread, and then after you ask for it back getting a third, different name that mocks you for asking for your first name back? The quadrilateral kind, that's what kind!

Yeah, if you was a real asshole, you'd provide a helpful link shortly before making it completely useless to everyone ever. OH WAIT.

Sounds like someone's got a case of the Glumdays!

DFM · 12-22-2008, 03:12 PM

Change his name to Glumdays.

Mirai Gen · 12-22-2008, 04:12 PM

One of these days Fifth is going to be prepared to abuse his moderator power for humor and suddenly find it oddly bland. He will then don a uniquely foreign hat and go to oceans all over to stare for hours in a world-encompassing search for inner fulfillment.

synkr0nized · 12-23-2008, 12:42 PM

User names, avatars, and signatures are part of how one creates an identity, as much as we can, in a medium like this. Having them changed on a whim, even if it's in good fun, can be distressing and potentially hurtful.

That said, here's to Satan's snow-blasting ass and DFM updates.

DFM · 12-23-2008, 03:36 PM

V for Velour

This insane, this isn't happening. Wait. Just wait outside the door. Clear your head.

Okay. Alright, she's got to have some kind of mental domination power, probably a lot subtler than mine. It seems more like an aura than any direct command or mind control. Let's see... she's got to be Toreador, Tung said they were a bunch of pretty-faced manipulators and she seems to fit the bill. He said they worked people like puppeteers and didn't like to do any actual work, which means it's easy enough to see what's coming. If it's a lucrative offer, I'll take it, if it's not her ass is getting nothing.

Alright, Helen. Game face.

I stroll into the upstairs room, taking cursory glances at my surroundings. Themed, just like the rest of the club. Hot tub by the wall, stalagmites hanging from the ceiling. Velour greets me with a smile, her voice as soft as ever.

"I didn't think you'd actually come. I've heard you don't get much of a rise out of... well, women."

"I didn't come for... that. I came because I'm pretty sure you've got a business proposition for me."

"Cold and astute." Velour makes an affection clicking with her tongue, tilting her head slightly sideways. "And just when I'd gotten tired of no one living up to their reputation."

"It's important when you're a pillar of the community."

"I did ask you up here for a reason, yes. Well..." She pauses for a moment, looking me over again. "A few reasons, but... if you're only interested in business, we can do that instead."

"That's what I'd prefer."

"I wanted to talk to you alone because I, and most of the Hollywood Kindred, have been under surveillance lately by a group of hunters and I didn't want to say anything in front of them that might draw attention."

"What kind of hunters? The half cocked yokels or the Vatican death squads?"

"They're from the Order of Leopold. Dangerous bunch that moved into town recently. They've been staking out my club, Ash's, a few others. I think they're whittling down their list of suspects. Until a few days ago I had one working right under my nose. I found a weapon in her locker and I fired her, but she just moved across the street."

"And the reason the Hollywood kindred haven't done anything is because...?"

"Because we're under surveillance. I think I mentioned that awhile ago, maybe ten seconds? If she ends up dead and any of us are seen, it'd be a death sentence."

"So you want me to kill her because I'm an outsider."

"That, and..." She hesitates a moment. "I think you're better at murder than anybody here."

Her tone seems... off. It isn't praise or condemnation, she just sounds... sad.

"What's my compensation?"

"I... can pay you, if you need it. I don't like the thought of hiring an assassin, but... I don't think there's any other choice."

I glance away, crossing my arms at the waist.

"I'll give you a friend price, since you're in danger and..." I pause for a moment, trying to come up with another reason. "...I'll give you the friend price. A thousand dollars and she's dead as dirt, I'll even kill the patrons and burn down her club free of charge, no witnesses and all."

It's been a long time since I've seen that kind of shock and horror.

"W-What? No, you can't-" She looks like she's about to have a nervous breakdown. "-Don't you dare."

"...is there some reason I'm not aware of that we're avoiding collateral damage?"

She's quiet for what seems like the longest time.

"Collateral damage?"

She stares at me, shaking her head.

"Collateral damage." She repeats it, like she can't believe what I've said. "Sustainable losses. Acceptable casualties." Velour stares at me, and for the first time her voice begins to harden. "Disgusting euphanisms. Hunters are one thing, they chose their war. But the kine there are innocent, and I won't have you spilling innocent blood. Not for me, not for LaCroix, not for anyone. Life is sacred. If you ever want to set foot in Hollywood again, you'll remember that."

I'm not sure what to say. I'm almost not sure what she's saying.

"I-"

"Either you swear on whatever's left of your soul that everybody but the hunter walks away or you walk out of this door, and never come back."

"Alright! I-" What am I agreeing to? "-I won't hurt anyone but the hunter. Okay?"

Velour takes a moment to breath, finally starting to relax.

"I'm sorry. I..." She runs a hand through her hair. "...I'm sorry. She works at the Sin Bin now, dances under the name Chastity. Her hair's blonde, you'll know her when you see her. And be careful, she'll... know you when she see's you, too."

"Alright, I'll-"

"Please, just... go. Before I realize this was a bad idea."

AND THAT'S IT FOR THE NEXT COUPLE WEEKS, CUT SHORT BECAUSE I'M RUSHING TO PACK AT THE LAST MINUTE. SEE YOU ALL LATER.

Mirai Gen · 12-23-2008, 06:22 PM

VV is and always will be awesome.

I wonder what Helen's going to think of the autographed poster you get from her for not killing anyone extraneous.

Krylo · 12-23-2008, 06:33 PM

She can give it to the lesbian ghoul.

Jagos · 12-23-2008, 10:30 PM

I can see where that is headed...

Although, it really threw me off to see a kine with a heart. O_O

12-22-2008, 01:52 PM	#621
Mirai Gen We are Geth. Join Date: Nov 2003 Posts: 14,032	Plus it keeps flooding 42 and Bookworm's inboxes which is hilarious to me. __________________

12-22-2008, 03:12 PM	#624
DFM Om Nom Nom Join Date: Sep 2005 Posts: 3,850	Change his name to Glumdays. __________________ [14:26] ManoftheRus: YOU GODDAMN SNEAKY DEE

12-22-2008, 04:12 PM	#625
Mirai Gen We are Geth. Join Date: Nov 2003 Posts: 14,032	One of these days Fifth is going to be prepared to abuse his moderator power for humor and suddenly find it oddly bland. He will then don a uniquely foreign hat and go to oceans all over to stare for hours in a world-encompassing search for inner fulfillment. __________________

12-23-2008, 12:42 PM	#626
synkr0nized synk-ism Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: throughout the Wired Posts: 6,857	This is easily a touchy subject for many online. User names, avatars, and signatures are part of how one creates an identity, as much as we can, in a medium like this. Having them changed on a whim, even if it's in good fun, can be distressing and potentially hurtful. That said, here's to Satan's snow-blasting ass and DFM updates. __________________ Find love.

12-23-2008, 03:36 PM	#627
DFM Om Nom Nom Join Date: Sep 2005 Posts: 3,850	I'M LAZY HERE IS ANOTHER MINI UPDATE V for Velour This insane, this isn't happening. Wait. Just wait outside the door. Clear your head. Okay. Alright, she's got to have some kind of mental domination power, probably a lot subtler than mine. It seems more like an aura than any direct command or mind control. Let's see... she's got to be Toreador, Tung said they were a bunch of pretty-faced manipulators and she seems to fit the bill. He said they worked people like puppeteers and didn't like to do any actual work, which means it's easy enough to see what's coming. If it's a lucrative offer, I'll take it, if it's not her ass is getting nothing. Alright, Helen. Game face. I stroll into the upstairs room, taking cursory glances at my surroundings. Themed, just like the rest of the club. Hot tub by the wall, stalagmites hanging from the ceiling. Velour greets me with a smile, her voice as soft as ever. "I didn't think you'd actually come. I've heard you don't get much of a rise out of... well, women." "I didn't come for... that. I came because I'm pretty sure you've got a business proposition for me." "Cold and astute." Velour makes an affection clicking with her tongue, tilting her head slightly sideways. "And just when I'd gotten tired of no one living up to their reputation." "It's important when you're a pillar of the community." "I did ask you up here for a reason, yes. Well..." She pauses for a moment, looking me over again. "A few reasons, but... if you're only interested in business, we can do that instead." "That's what I'd prefer." "I wanted to talk to you alone because I, and most of the Hollywood Kindred, have been under surveillance lately by a group of hunters and I didn't want to say anything in front of them that might draw attention." "What kind of hunters? The half cocked yokels or the Vatican death squads?" "They're from the Order of Leopold. Dangerous bunch that moved into town recently. They've been staking out my club, Ash's, a few others. I think they're whittling down their list of suspects. Until a few days ago I had one working right under my nose. I found a weapon in her locker and I fired her, but she just moved across the street." "And the reason the Hollywood kindred haven't done anything is because...?" "Because we're under surveillance. I think I mentioned that awhile ago, maybe ten seconds? If she ends up dead and any of us are seen, it'd be a death sentence." "So you want me to kill her because I'm an outsider." "That, and..." She hesitates a moment. "I think you're better at murder than anybody here." Her tone seems... off. It isn't praise or condemnation, she just sounds... sad. "What's my compensation?" "I... can pay you, if you need it. I don't like the thought of hiring an assassin, but... I don't think there's any other choice." I glance away, crossing my arms at the waist. "I'll give you a friend price, since you're in danger and..." I pause for a moment, trying to come up with another reason. "...I'll give you the friend price. A thousand dollars and she's dead as dirt, I'll even kill the patrons and burn down her club free of charge, no witnesses and all." It's been a long time since I've seen that kind of shock and horror. "W-What? No, you can't-" She looks like she's about to have a nervous breakdown. "-Don't you dare." "...is there some reason I'm not aware of that we're avoiding collateral damage?" She's quiet for what seems like the longest time. "Collateral damage?" She stares at me, shaking her head. "Collateral damage." She repeats it, like she can't believe what I've said. "Sustainable losses. Acceptable casualties." Velour stares at me, and for the first time her voice begins to harden. "Disgusting euphanisms. Hunters are one thing, they chose their war. But the kine there are innocent, and I won't have you spilling innocent blood. Not for me, not for LaCroix, not for anyone. Life is sacred. If you ever want to set foot in Hollywood again, you'll remember that." I'm not sure what to say. I'm almost not sure what she's saying. "I-" "Either you swear on whatever's left of your soul that everybody but the hunter walks away or you walk out of this door, and never come back." "Alright! I-" What am I agreeing to? "-I won't hurt anyone but the hunter. Okay?" Velour takes a moment to breath, finally starting to relax. "I'm sorry. I..." She runs a hand through her hair. "...I'm sorry. She works at the Sin Bin now, dances under the name Chastity. Her hair's blonde, you'll know her when you see her. And be careful, she'll... know you when she see's you, too." "Alright, I'll-" "Please, just... go. Before I realize this was a bad idea." AND THAT'S IT FOR THE NEXT COUPLE WEEKS, CUT SHORT BECAUSE I'M RUSHING TO PACK AT THE LAST MINUTE. SEE YOU ALL LATER. __________________ [14:26] ManoftheRus: YOU GODDAMN SNEAKY DEE

12-23-2008, 06:22 PM	#628
Mirai Gen We are Geth. Join Date: Nov 2003 Posts: 14,032	VV is and always will be awesome. I wonder what Helen's going to think of the autographed poster you get from her for not killing anyone extraneous. __________________

12-23-2008, 06:33 PM	#629
Krylo The Straightest Shota Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: It's a secret to everybody. Posts: 17,789	She can give it to the lesbian ghoul. __________________ I am very tired.

12-23-2008, 10:30 PM	#630
Jagos FRONT KICK OF DOOM! Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: Howdy pardner... Posts: 6,399	I can see where that is headed... Although, it really threw me off to see a kine with a heart. O_O __________________ Copyright musings World ramblings Scifi stories