First Steps onto the Road
The night began with the PC's meeting all of the members of Corvus's band of refugees. While some introductions went well, some clearly got off on the wrong foot. Special credit should be given to Cammy, for perhaps the greatest turn around of one of these introductions. Sedgwick by design was one of the hardest members to have a positive relationship with.
In this introduction the PC's are introduced to the Blood Bank, an armored refrigerated truck that Corvus drives. It alone has allowed Corvus to rescue many of the caravan's survivors, and is in constant need of being refilled.
Additionally information about "the vaccine" is learned of, and of the newly formed Department of Viral Eradication (DoVE). News of massive Sabat defeats in San Jose showcase the deadly advancement mortals have made towards defending themselves against the undead.
Burns OR
Population 2500. Having recently traveled a great distance and evaded law enforcement in the last two towns, Corvus decides that Burns is the place the group will have to resupply and recharge. He assigns various tasks to the survivors, charging the PC's with perhaps the most critical mission to collect blood and money. Keeping the group under the radar is of the utmost importance.
The Drug Dealer
Uly the Cocaine dealing Tzhmice has approached the group. It seems a mortal wants out of the game, and he wants to get the group to buy back his product...at almost half of what he purchased it for. In exchange he offers the promise of enchanted items.
The Hardware Store
The group hits up the nearest sporting goods store "Ricks" to buy ammo, and other survival supplies. The local law enforcement is met for the first time. Sheriff Nester and his deputy seem suspicious of the group right from the get go.
The Gun Shop
Things go rather poorly when the group tries to rob a nearby gun shop. Nero is almost kidnapped by the local biker gang the "One Shots" who seem to be hell bent on becoming vampires to achieve more power. (Little do they know it's not all its cracked up to be).
Red sets up one hell of a distraction by setting a nearby gas station on fire, and the deputy on scene is stabbed to death by the subtle Wilde Violet, in what can only be described as a heroin fit.
The House
A domestic disturbance turns dark as local law enforcement is scene dragging a suspected Vampire out of a local residence. The boy is to be taken to Father Vestrie for testing.
The Pornography aka Cammy's Brilliant Idea
Fences are mended with Sedwick and a large sum of money is taken from the Porn shop off of exit 3 outside of Burns.
Tybalt Nero's Journal:
ReplyDeleteI've met a large portion of the caravan, though for the un-life of me I really can't remember most of their names. ...Or faces. Corvus seems too straight laced to be any fun at all - though if I can get to him, he might turn out to be enjoyable after all! A mellow Gangrel? A drug pushing Tzimice? Yawn. If I wanted to deal with stoners, I wouldn't have left... ...that town I was last in? What town was it...? It must have been pretty boring for me to forget. Anyway, the little Brujah girl who's over-protective of the Caitiff - now there's something that might prove amusing! Wouldn't it be something if she found that poor, lost little sheep dead? I bet she'd really freak the fuck out if she thought that Cammy was the one who did it!! Oh God, I'm getting an erection just thinking about it! Who am I forgetting? Ah, right! Vlanna, the Tremere who is very attractive. At least, she'd be attractive to someone who could pump blood into their dick. Sadly, my humanity has dipped just a *bit* too low for that. No jacking off for me, no sir. ...I think that's all of them. At least, as far as the dull ones go - the ones that Corvus has me playing with have potential. The dumb ass biker seems to do anything if you snap your fingers loud enough, and he thinks the caravan is just a traveling brigade of buddies. Psh. The poor dumb ass. That nature program host seems real fun. A lot of blood lust in that one! I bet I could really get him going! Ohhhh lord, I can feel that stiffy coming on again. *Ahem.* The "boss" of this rumbling, bumbling, retard rodeo seems like all he wants is a bit of power. They're the easiest to play, because you just need to let the fucker saunter around, calling the shots. Pretty fucking funny when he chopped that cop to pieces. Did I mention the cop? GET OFF MY BACK, I'M GETTING TO THAT. That bitch in the group struck me as the least amusing of the bunch, but I hear she knocked off a porn shop with Steve Irwin, and that's real kinky. After meeting everyone for the first time ever, Corvus sent us into town for supplies, blood, and money. Three of my favorite things! Bear Grylls and I hung out in a car while the group went shopping. As you can no doubt tell, we were off to a thrilling start. Bored, bored, bored, bored, gun store?? There we go! We broke in, and started scooping up weapons, when the rest of the group vanished on me, and left me dealing with the police. I tried to convince the officer that my Mexican friend on the motorcycle had nothing to do with this, and it's a good thing he bought my lie, because I'd hate to fucking think that the stupid mother fucker was fuCKING FUCK. God damn wet back can't even draw the fucking cops awa- hey wait, who are these assholes? Some shit eating bastards scoop me up, and kidnap me. I don't remember the next part very well. Something about them wanting to get all makey-outy with me? The Mexican, (who's name I should really learn at some point,) said some Sergeant Slaughter shit, and off we left, leaving the pussy ass bikers behind us. I don't remember what those bikers wanted, but it was probably something dumb. Arriving back at the car, a gas station is on fire. Leaving a witness TOTALLY ALIVE, WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT, we head back to the caravan. Later on, the young master, the Mexican and I go skulking around for some blood, and I convince the others to murder a lonely human. At least, I would have, but the spooky mother fuckers smother his Cheetos ridden ass with a throw pillow. Shit, they're making this too easy. After leaving the place with a bitching-sweet present for our lovely friend Cammy, the Mexican Ra- ...Ram- ......Ramrod? Fuck, that's not his name. Anyway, the Mexican guy tries to burn the house down with us still in it. Well fuck, they are REALLY making it too easy for me. We head back to the caravan, Corvus tucked us in, read us a bed time story, and we went to bed.