Conversation with #ftuvampire at 3/11/2009 11:19:00 PM on Jason@irc.techwarelabs.com (irc)
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BruceWayne is now known as KateFord
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FagBigot: Tacking on a message when booting people is probably very valuable.
Jason: *doesn't boot Peter comedically*
Jason: That is, I don't boot you comedically.
Jason: Not that it is comedic not to boot you, which it isn't.
FagBigot: Joke's on you because I administrate this server!
FagBigot: And the entire Internet!
FagBigot: In addition, I am Alan Turing.
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Jason: Come for more bullets, eh?
FagBigot: ...
FagBigot: Actually I came for brains.
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Jason: OK, you ready?
KateFord: Yeah.
Jason: Sample roll for me.
***KateFord rolls a d10 10 times: 4, 5, 8, 10, 1, 2, 5, 9, 10, 1, total (+321): 376
Jason: All right.
Jason: Welcome to...
Jason: Onus.
Jason: (Call it Anus and lose all your experience points.)
KateFord: !
Jason: (No joke, at all.)
Jason: (It already happened to Mike.)
KateFord: The onus is on you to pick names Mike can't make fun of.
Jason: Chapter One: The New Man in Town
Jason: No single event can awaken within us a stranger whose existence we had never suspected. To live is to be slowly born.
Jason: - Antoine de Saint Exupéry
Jason: You're woken from a troubled sleep by your alarm clock. Ugh. You're starving, and tonight is the dinner you had promised to attend with your parents.
Jason: You had set your alarm to go off precisely at sunset, but you feel far from well-rested.
Jason: Your parents expect you in half an hour.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I feel uncomfortable for a million different reasons, but pretending to eat and really eating are foremost among them.
KateFord: I wonder if my parents would mind if I showed up a little late.
KateFord: Probably not the best idea, but bad things could go down if I don't feed.
KateFord: I think about this and get dressed.
KateFord: over
Jason: You examine yourself vainly in a mirror, wondering how you should dress in order to present yourself to your mother and father.
Jason: Over.
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KateFord: First of all, that's absurd and you know it already.
KateFord: I have no mirror and even if I did, I wouldn't see anything worth examining.
Jason: Hahaha.
Jason: fuck
Jason: you get a bonus experience point for that
Jason: I wish I had no reflection, because boy is my face red.
KateFord: Hehehe
Jason: You go to your WARDROBE and decide what to WEAR.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I decide to just wear jeans and a sweatshirt.
KateFord: My mother won't mind either way and fuck the old man.
KateFord: I put on my leather jacket over it and head down to the garage.
KateFord: over
Jason: Going to take your car out?
KateFord: Yeah.
KateFord: Actually, hmm.
KateFord: Yeah, I'm going to drive, but I'm still thinking I should feed first.
KateFord: I don't want to lose my shit.
Jason: You can try to feed on your way.
KateFord: It's already driving me a little crazy.
Jason: With a lucky roll or few you won't even be late.
KateFord: I'll look around for someone on my way to my car.
KateFord: over
Jason: You head down into the parking lot of your apartment building and find your coupe, which you unlock via remote control and think about how nice it is to be wealthy.
Jason: Roll Perception, difficulty six.
***KateFord rolls a d10 3 times: 1, 3, 4, total: 8
KateFord: Oh god.
Jason: Poor Kate.
KateFord: Well, it would probably be a bad idea to feed this close to my home anyway.
KateFord: I try to be optimistic, but, well ...
KateFord: I get in my car.
KateFord: over
Jason: You stand by your car for some time, waiting for a lone person to come through the lot. It's not happening, though, and you realize dreadfully that you've been waiting down here for half an hour and you're still twenty minutes from your parents.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: Christ, fucking botch.
KateFord: I drive like a maniac, knowing that I probably deserve all the terrible things that are about to happen.
KateFord: over
Jason: Haha, Wits + Drive, difficulty six.
***KateFord rolls a d10 3 times: 1, 10, 3, total: 14
KateFord: NOOOOOOOOOO
KateFord: Man.
KateFord: Oh well, I hope that just means I run into a lot of red lights.
Jason: Yeah, that's just a failure.
Jason: You make it, but it takes you twice as long as you should. You're the better part of an hour late when you drive over the small bridge to the wealthy part of town and pull up to your parent's mansion-like home. Three stories tall, painted an off-white. The house you grew up in. Your room on the second floor. The basement where you were punished. And the dinner table on ground level, where you can already picture your father sitting bitterly.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "Christ," I whisper to myself.
KateFord: I take a deep breath, knowing it will do me no good, and ring the doorbell.
KateFord: over
Jason: Before the door even opens, you hear your father shout "That better not be her!"
Jason: He'd rather you have been hospitalized than show up late.
KateFord: Goddamn old fuck.
KateFord: I wish he was goddamn dead.
KateFord: I quickly realize I shouldn't have thought that.
KateFord: over, even though I interrupted you.
Jason: A matronly Hispanic woman opens up the door; some new housekeeper or servant or whatever under their employ. You look at her fat neck, tantalizingly, as she lets you in with a courteous and accented "Miss Ford, Miss Ford."
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I go over the list of reasons why I shouldn't just rip her throat open and run away while stepping inside with the fakest smile possible.
KateFord: I hate that it's even a temptation.
KateFord: This whole night is a disaster already and it's barely started.
KateFord: Maybe I should just leave.
KateFord: Still, I just stand there dumbly.
KateFord: over
Jason: Stand in the entranceway?
KateFord: Yes.
Jason: The woman tugs at your coat to offer to take it off of you, and you hear the voice of your mother asking "Is that her, Mirabel?"
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Jason: Soon, your mother comes into view, down the lofty hallway. She smiles with love and walks toward you, her arms outstretched.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I give my jacket to Mirabel and offer a genuine smile to my mother, who I hug tight.
KateFord: It's the first good thing that's happened so far and I hold on a little too long.
KateFord: over
Jason: She kisses your cheek and you can even see tears in her eyes when she says how good it is to see you. You think: It's March now. You only offered a token appearance at Christmas, and from then... you can't remember the last time you saw her.
Jason: It's never easy, keeping these mortal attachments.
Jason: You hate to put it so morbidly, but unfortunately your blood hunger has not dissipated, even in your mother's arms.
Jason: She leads you down the hallway and into the dining room, where your father sits at the head of the table, reading the newspaper.
KateFord: I turn my head to her and whisper, "Should I go?"
KateFord: over
Jason: "Go where?" she asks.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "I heard father just before I came in and I don't want to be here and fight."
KateFord: over
Jason: "Oh, no!" she says. "I'm not letting you leave!"
Jason: She smiles. Sharp features, dark, curly hair, fading into silver. She smells nice, has nice makeup on. Is about three inches shorter than you, has been for ten years.
Jason: Your father puts down the paper. He looks as always, balding, grey-haired, his face wrinkled with stress and anger. A moderately large man, neither fat nor muscular, just tempered against the world.
Jason: "Katherine," he says.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: The way he says my name is like poison to my ears.
KateFord: "Father, it's great to see you."
KateFord: over
Jason: He looks at his watch, silver, expensive. You can see him watching the seconds hand tick away before he clears his throat and says: "Would have been great to see you too, forty-four minutes ago when you were expected."
Jason: Your mother scolds him, pulls out a chair for you on the opposite end of the table.
Jason: "It's fine," she says as she walks past him, kisses his bald head and goes into the kitchen where you can hear her asking more people to warm the food.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I sit down in stone silence.
KateFord: It's the last place on Earth I want to be right now, but I can't force myself to leave.
KateFord: I can't figure out why I bother putting up with it.
KateFord: Hopefully being so late will mean it will end more quickly.
KateFord: over
Jason: Your mother comes back and sits beside your father. "It'll just be a few minutes," she says.
Jason: "Kate. Tell us what's been going on in your life." She holds your father's hand as she looks at you.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "Well, business has been very good. I'm keeping busy."
KateFord: It's important to me that father knows that I'm successful for some reason.
KateFord: "We might get one of the hottest DJs in the area to start working for us regularly."
KateFord: "It's pretty exciting."
KateFord: over
Jason: "Oh, does he rap?" your mother asks excitedly.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "No, he plays the music," I say, trying not to embarrass her.
KateFord: "But he's a big name and he'll pull in crowds."
KateFord: "At least, he had better with what I'm paying him."
KateFord: over
Jason: It is incredibly easy to tell that both of your parents are wondering if you're dating him.
Jason: Then the food comes from the kitchen, a few more Hispanic employees place plates before you, re-heated food, a chicken salad for you, chicken for your mother, and an extremely distracting bloody steak for your father.
Jason: "What would you like to drink?" your mother asks, as white wine is poured for her and your father.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: If only she knew, Christ.
KateFord: "I'll have what you're having."
KateFord: over
Jason: A glass of wine is poured for you. Your mother says, "They're excellent," referring to the cooks, and waits for you to eat.
Jason: If you don't know, you can spend a Willpower point to keep food down.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: Would I have to keep spending points to keep it down or is it a one time deal?
Jason: One time.
KateFord: I take a bite and nod happily to my mother.
KateFord: I know it probably really does taste excellent, but it seems almost putrid in my mouth.
KateFord: I choke it down and try to keep pleasant conversation.
KateFord: over
Jason: "So," your mother says, "did you hear about what your father's doing in the paper?"
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "I hadn't, what's happening?"
KateFord: over
Jason: Your mother waits for your father to speak.
Jason: He doesn't.
Jason: He pokes and stabs his steak, and your veins feel desiccated. Your mother continues: "He's started up a charity for starving people in the Middle East!"
Jason: "What's it called, James?"
Jason: He says: "Brother's Onus."
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "Wow, that's ... That's actually amazing."
KateFord: "I'm proud of you, father."
KateFord: over
Jason: "It's the bailout," he murmurs, with his mouth full.
Jason: "The fucking rescue plan. Ford Banking has to have a philanthropic subsidiary."
Jason: In his head, you can hear him cursing Democrats.
Jason: "My father would not have put up with this government-sponsored horse shit," he says.
Jason: That kills you.
Jason: His father.
Jason: It's your mother's company, started in her family line.
Jason: When they married, your father took her last name, just to more easily become heir to the business.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "I'm sorry you've been put upon like this."
KateFord: I try not to sound too sarcastic.
KateFord: "Sometimes you have to accept that help has strings attached and either take it or leave it."
KateFord: over
Jason: "Brother's Onus," your mother says. "Where did that name come from?"
Jason: "He thought it up. Don't look at me," your father says, directly to your mother.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "Who thought it up?"
KateFord: over
Jason: "We brought in some guy who knows the area. Said he could make it cost the least for the company. Some Italian."
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I try to figure out if he's being evasive.
KateFord: Is there a roll for that?
Jason: Yeah, just say Over even if you expect a roll.
KateFord: over
Jason: He's not. He just really resents being a human being.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "What's his name?"
KateFord: over
Jason: "Del Piero," he says. "Adolfo."
Jason: Over.
KateFord: Is the name familiar to me at all?
KateFord: over
Jason: No.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "What line of work is he in?"
KateFord: over
Jason: "Just a private entrepreneur, probably some rich trust fund brat; he's only twenty-something. Never worked a day in his life, just spends it all worrying about the third world."
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "You shouldn't be so negative, you have an opportunity to do something good."
KateFord: "I'm sure he's a decent guy."
KateFord: over
Jason: Your father slams his fork to the table.
Jason: "Let the church do good!" he says, and the blood and gravy from the steak spills from his plate.
Jason: "I'm trying to run a business."
Jason: His shouts actually make your heart jump.
Jason: And... you're so fucking hungry. Your fangs are starting to grow involuntarily, like a dog salivating dog.
Jason: Extended Self-Control roll, difficulty four.
Jason: You need one success to keep going, five to stave it off entirely.
***KateFord rolls a d10 4 times: 7, 2, 1, 4, total: 14
KateFord: *wipe sweat from brow*
Jason: You grip the edge of the table, nervously.
Jason: Roll again.
***KateFord rolls a d10 4 times: 6, 10, 9, 2, total: 27
Jason: You close your eyes, you block out your father, almost there.
Jason: Once more.
***KateFord rolls a d10 4 times: 9, 2, 9, 5, total: 25
KateFord: I let out a sigh and shake my head.
KateFord: "And you have someone to take care of the charity for you, so you can worry about your business."
KateFord: "Don't make everyone else suffer because you're miserable."
KateFord: over
Jason: "Excuse me?" he says, clasping his hands together and ignoring his meal to look into your eyes.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "I'm sorry mother, I ... Can we just talk about something else?"
KateFord: over
Jason: "I think so," your mother says, as the workers come to see if you've finished eating.
Jason: They take your plates.
Jason: "I'm sorry if I'm miserable, Katherine," your father says. "We can't all just spend our every night in a rave."
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "We all have problems, it just seems like you want to make sure I feel as awful as you do."
KateFord: "You can't just relax and be happy about anything!"
KateFord: over
Jason: "What do I have to be happy about?" he snarls. "A business that has to take hand-outs to stay afloat thanks to this country's shit economy? Or a daughter, who would rather go out and party than work in her own family's company?"
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "You know what? Despite all the horrid shit you've said to me in my life, I still love you. And I've spent so much time trying to show you that, but it never makes a difference."
KateFord: "I plan on eventually joining the company, I really do. But you make it so easy to want to give up on you."
KateFord: "You make it so hard to keep trying to please you. And I keep doing it."
KateFord: "Now, can we talk about something else?"
KateFord: over
Jason: "Oh good," he says bitterly. "My own daughter has to say that she loves me."
Jason: Then he turns to your mother.
Jason: "But she also wants to give up on us!"
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "Wow, you're a maniac."
KateFord: "Mother is the greatest person I've ever known. I would never give up on her."
KateFord: "I don't even ..."
KateFord: "I can't believe I'm even engaging you right now."
KateFord: over
Jason: "Please..." your mother says.
Jason: Your father stands up in his seat, staring at you, feeling indignant, invaded.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "I really didn't want things to go this way, I'm sorry."
KateFord: over
Jason: "James, she said she's sorry," your mother says, grabbing your father by the arm.
Jason: Your father grumbles, chewing on being called a maniac by his own daughter, in his home.
Jason: He excuses himself. He goes upstairs.
Jason: Your mother looks at you with sadness, stands and hugs you in your chair.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "I shouldn't have acted that way," I tell her, trying not to get too emotional.
KateFord: "I'm really sorry, mother."
KateFord: over
Jason: "I'm sorry, dear," she whispers on your ear, and kisses you.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I wish she could just hold me like this forever.
KateFord: "It's not your fault."
KateFord: I stand up, still hugging her.
KateFord: over
Jason: "He's just mad that you don't come around, he thinks you don't appreciate us. I know it's hard, but if he could just see you more often..."
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "Well, call me when this blows over. I really would like to spend more time with you."
KateFord: "But maybe I should go now."
KateFord: over
Jason: "I'll talk to him. I'll call you." She kisses you again, and gets your coat for you, leads you to the door.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I throw my jacket on and then hug my mother one last time before heading out the door.
KateFord: "Bye, mom. I'll talk to you later."
KateFord: I get in my car, drive a few blocks and vomit on the corner.
KateFord: It's a huge relief.
KateFord: over
Jason: Your cell phone rings.
Jason: Over.
Jason: Sorry, your blackberry.
KateFord: Thanks for taking the time to get it right, man.
KateFord: I wipe the remains of a presumably great chicken salad from my mouth, then check the caller ID.
KateFord: over
Jason: It's Isabela.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I instinctively smile, but I know this probably isn't good news.
KateFord: I answer.
KateFord: over
Jason: "Kate, darling?"
Jason: Over.
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KateFord: "Isabela, to what do I owe the pleasure?"
KateFord: over
Jason: "Kate, come to The Abyss, I want to introduce you to this charming man!"
Jason: You can hear the music of the club, assaulting, behind her.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "I'm on my way. It might be a while, I'm on the other side of town."
KateFord: over
Jason: Drive over there?
KateFord: Yeah.
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Jason: You drive up to The Abyss; you see the long line of people at the door. Music blares, cigarette smoke hangs over the crowd.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I head to the rear entrance and enter there.
KateFord: over
Jason: You walk into your office and find no one there. Continue into the club?
KateFord: Yes.
Jason: The club is packed, as can be expected. The glint of lights from the walls dancing with the music, along with about twenty or thirty people on the floor. You can briefly spot some people biting necks as they dance, and you wonder whether they're Kindred or just ... that type.
Jason: You spot Isabela at the bar, sitting and drinking with a tall, thin man, with black hair and a sharp goatee, dressed in an exotic suit.
Jason: Over.
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KateFord: I walk over and stand next to Isabela.
KateFord: I say hi to the two of them.
KateFord: over
Jason: "Kate!" she says, and hugs you. "This is Luca."
Jason: The man takes your hand, kisses it.
Jason: "Kate is my childe," she tells him.
Jason: "She owns this place."
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I smile charmingly at Luca.
KateFord: Then I look back at Isabela.
KateFord: "Should we take this to my office?"
KateFord: over
Jason: "No," says Luca.
Jason: "I like the chaos."
Jason: You actually see Isabela smile at this comment.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "So, what's going on?"
KateFord: over
Jason: "Luca is new to town, he's my date for the concert tomorrow night."
Jason: The concert. You remember, a musical performance at the Santonna Opera House tomorrow, many Kindred are performing and attending. You probably would have found your way over there.
Jason: "I wanted to introduce him to my most beautiful progeny."
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I'd blush if I was physically capable of it and I'm sure they can tell.
KateFord: "Well, I hope you two have a good time."
KateFord: over
Jason: "Will you be joining us?" she asks.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "I'd be glad to, if you'll have me."
KateFord: over
Jason: brb
FagBigot: so ... does kate ford know willa ford???
KateFord: i know ur mom
Jason: Back, sorry.
KateFord: s'cool
Jason: "Of course, dear," she says. "Meet us at the box."
Jason: Luca nods to you.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: Is that at the concert?
Jason: Yes.
KateFord: Okay, I don't know shit about opera houses IRL.
KateFord: "I'll be there."
KateFord: over
Jason: Isabela and Luca nod to you, and go back to their conversation.
Jason: The club goes on around you, no one notices your presence.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I think this would be a good time to feed.
KateFord: I'll look around for someone to pique my interest.
KateFord: over
Jason: Perception, three.
***KateFord rolls a d10 3 times: 8, 10, 8, total: 26
KateFord: yeeeeeeah
Jason: You notice one man dancing on the outskirts of the crowd, clearly alone, trying to get close to whoever will have him.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I walk nearby and smile at him.
KateFord: over
Jason: He smiles back and creeps closer to you.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I get close and say hi.
KateFord: over
Jason: "Hey sexy," he says through his teeth.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: "You having a good time tonight?" I ask and wrap one arm around his neck.
KateFord: over
Jason: "Better time now, sexy," he says again, grabs your waist.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I think about cutting to the chase and just feeding.
KateFord: This whole thing is kind of gross.
KateFord: I bite his neck.
KateFord: over
Jason: He fucken loves it.
Jason: Self-Control, difficulty six.
***KateFord rolls a d10 4 times: 5, 8, 6, 2, total: 21
Jason: You bite in.
Jason: How much do you want to take?
Jason: You have two points in your system now, out of eleven.
KateFord: What would be the limit of safety?
Jason: Past two is an injury, five or more requires hospitalization.
KateFord: I guess two, since I'm not a bitch.
Jason: You take two points.
Jason: Roll Self-Control again.
***KateFord rolls a d10 4 times: 1, 6, 8, 5, total: 20
Jason: He's gyrating in your grasp, gasping with pleasure.
Jason: Again.
***KateFord rolls a d10 4 times: 9, 9, 10, 7, total: 35
Jason: You pull away from him, keeping control of yourself.
Jason: He is in love with you.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I try to disappear into the crowd. This guy is creepy.
KateFord: over
Jason: You slip away easily, as he dances and stumbles in euphoria.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: Blood loss is heavenly.
KateFord: I'll look for someone less gross this time.
KateFord: over
Jason: So you'd like to nibble and peck from different people, until you are full?
KateFord: Yeah, I guess so.
KateFord: I'm sure it's not the best idea in the world, but ...
KateFord: You do what you gotta to stay alive without killing humans.
Jason: Hmm.
KateFord: Do you think I'm not playing right?
KateFord: If so, tell me.
Jason: No, it's fine.
Jason: Extended Perception roll... you need... four successes total.
Jason: Difficulty six.
***KateFord rolls a d10 3 times: 5, 4, 9, total: 18
Jason: Each success gives you two blood points.
Jason: Again.
***KateFord rolls a d10 3 times: 6, 2, 3, total: 11
***KateFord rolls a d10 3 times: 2, 3, 6, total: 11
Jason: You dance and scour the floor, grabbing onto dancers as they roll, drinking, licking, enjoying their frenzy.
Jason: Almost there...
Jason: Once more.
***KateFord rolls a d10 3 times: 4, 4, 5, total: 13
KateFord: :/
Jason: You've done all that you can.
KateFord: That's fine.
Jason: There's no more way you can eat without arousing suspicion.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I feel like I've probably acted a little foolish tonight.
KateFord: I'm not really sure what to do now.
KateFord: over
Jason: You can gadabout around, or simply go home.
Jason: Over.
KateFord: I guess I'll just hang out in my office and dick around on the Internet.
KateFord: And then go home.
KateFord: over
Jason: (Secret roll.)
Jason: You enter your home, feeling fine. You think about your father, your mother. You think about the man Isabela introduced to you, the strange, dark man.
Jason: Care to do anything more before you disrobe and crawl into bed?
KateFord: Hmm.
KateFord: No, I guess I've done enough.
Jason: You fall asleep, mind aflame. It is not an easy life.
Jason: End of Chapter One.
KateFord: Unlife!
Jason: I used poetic license!
Jason: All right, experience points!
Jason: One automatic.
Jason: One for learning curve: tell me what you/your character learned and say Over when done.
KateFord: I learned that my father, completely against his beliefs in strong capitalism, set up a charity called Brother's Onus, which Mike lost experience points for making fun of.
KateFord: The charity is being headed up by an Italian guy named Adolfo Del Piero, a rich philanthropist dude.
KateFord: My sire is going to a Kindred concert tomorrow with an out-of-towner named Luca, who I probably should have talked with more.
KateFord: But I'm going to meet them tomorrow anyway, so I guess it's okay.
KateFord: He likes ... chaos ...
Jason: ***so awesome***
KateFord: Also, my dad is totally mad and that might make things difficult when Brother's Onus becomes important.
KateFord: Anyway, yeah.
KateFord: over
Jason: Good, one point.
Jason: Two for roleplaying, because I put you in some shameless situations and you stayed focused.
Jason: And I can either give you an experience point for "heroism" for not injuring anyone when you fed, or a new dot of Humanity.
Jason: It's your choice.
KateFord: What would you recommend?
Jason: I asked you because I couldn't decide!
KateFord: I'm not sure which one is more helpful!
Jason: Humanity means you wake earlier and look more human, it increases the chance of deterioration, though, if you sin. It lessens your time in torpor.
Jason: An experience point is... an experience point.
Jason: New Ability 3
Jason: New Path (Necromancy or Thaumaturgy) 7
Jason: New Discipline 10
Jason: Attribute current rating x 4
Jason: Ability current rating x 2
Jason: Clan Discipline current rating x 5*
Jason: Other Discipline current rating x 7*
Jason: Secondary Path (Necromancy or Thaumaturgy) current rating x 4
Jason: Virtue current rating x 2**
Jason: Humanity current rating x 2
Jason: Willpower current rating
Jason: Those are the EXP costs.
Jason: As you can see, a dot of Humanity is worth more than one point, but yeah.
Jason: It's your choice.
KateFord: I'm feeling like a Peter Jones.
KateFord: I guess I'll take the humanity point.
Jason: OK, three points and one Humanity dot.
Jason: I'll send you your new sheet.
KateFord: ok
Jason: Now, criticism and feedback, for Jason!
Jason: Tell me how to improve the game for you.
FagBigot: And then tell me when you felt compelled to use your disciplines.
KateFord: Hmm.
FagBigot: I was backseat roleplaying and I'm curious if you were thinking the same things.
KateFord: This is more of a personal thing, but I often have a hard time making decisions, so if things get too open ended, I'm not sure what to do.
KateFord: I don't think it was bad.
KateFord: I mean, you lead me to the club and things were fine.
KateFord: I don't know what you can do to help me, though, without being too helpful.
Jason: It's fine, I can adjust to that!
Jason: What else?
KateFord: I think it was mainly pretty good, you kept me on my toes without putting me into anything as frustrating as the practice session.
KateFord: Christ.
Jason: Christ?
KateFord: That interview in the practice thing was tough for me.
Jason: Oh, I see.
Jason: I'm sorry.
KateFord: I guess part of it was that some of the things you asked I hadn't really thought of and then I was too afraid to use my power to solve the problem.
KateFord: So it wasn't your fault.
KateFord: I don't know.
KateFord: Maybe everything wrong is me.
Jason: No, never!
FagBigot: I have some commentary.
Jason: Go ahead.
KateFord: Let's hear it, Big Bones Jones.
FagBigot: I'm not in your head, either of you.
FagBigot: So I don't know what you're going for and it's fun that way, to watch the story unfold.
FagBigot: Speaking diagnostically, Kate seems like a wimp.
Jason: She's a Caregiver.
KateFord: I went to the Wetzel School of Role Playing, so maybe I'll toughen up later.
FagBigot: My role playing is full of holes.
FagBigot: But proud and glad aren't the same thing and it's cool if you see what I was going for and decide to do it better.
FagBigot: Kate never seems to be in control of a situation. Maybe that's something for her to overcome, and maybe something with roots to flesh out later.
FagBigot: Also, if you're having trouble making decisions, just revel in the fact that it's not real.
Jason: That's a Zero outlook.
FagBigot: Well, it can be.
FagBigot: But a sudden decision doesn't have to be nonsense.
Jason: I think I told Stefan this.
KateFord: that peter is a fag
Jason: Storytellers like having the rug pulled out from under them.
Jason: Don't go crazy on the world and just piss all over it for fun (like Zero).
Jason: But treat it like your playground, because it is.
Jason: Do exactly what your character would do.
KateFord: I guess it's time to start shooting everyone in the leg.
Jason: Anyway, everything Peter is saying is my fault.
Jason: So don't sweat it.
FagBigot: I'm not even making value judgments at all.
KateFord: Stop ... judging me ...
FagBigot: just giving vague and unhelpful advice about justifying the character's decisions, whatever they are.
FagBigot: Ultimately, of course.
FagBigot: Or not. The story doesn't have to wait for you to say and do everything you want before it ends.
FagBigot: I could tell that you were deep into empathizing with your character and making decisions based on her mind.
FagBigot: Otherwise it wouldn't be worth bothering.
FagBigot: I think something good will get rolling because Stefan was doing the same thing.
FagBigot: And you guys can probably drag Mike along too.
FagBigot: This is exciting!
KateFord: I can't wait to see what kind of miscreant Mike made.
FagBigot: I'm a pretty shameful roleplayer.
FagBigot: I don't think I've ever made a character who didn't have a morality that was essentially mine.
FagBigot: Counting the two I made for D&D.
FagBigot: I think it's time I made a Catholic ...
KateFord: Mike and I decided to hide Calvin's horrible crimes from you because your character wouldn't be able to handle the truth.
FagBigot: Did he commit horrible crimes?
KateFord: Well, he killed that guy and put his naked body in a bag of holding.
KateFord: While we were in town.
FagBigot: Calvin is probably an actual murderer of real humans.
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Psatrun: Anyway, I'm excited that the individuals of this team have already shown interest in inhabiting their characters.
Psatrun: Before they've even started reinforcing that habit in each other.
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