Hehe, yesterday's session was fun.
I was stone sober all night (emphasis on was) and our GM was unfortunately very ill ): Turns out "day"-quil still makes you sleepy as hell...
We did get some decent business done, though. Acquired the reward from the Invictus Prince. It was vitae (vampire blood) enchanted with Invictus (fascist) magicks. After a period of unsightly seizures, we awoke with enhanced mental capacities... And thicker vitae.
The latter being a bit of a problem, as my character feeds on animals. Mostly rats, emphasizing the "animalism" discipline of Ventrue to a strange degree. My char-sheet is literally "CatLady".
And her vitae is now too thick to feed on animals. ...That's fine, though. A long time coming, perhaps. Did I mention she has 2/10 humanity, and specializes in socializing with the beasts which dwell within vampires?
Anyway! Before our GM fell asleep, my character did manage to prepare an "admissions application". She collected a literal murder of crows to sing, as a box of
9 [nom] 8 kittens "sing"... her awful poetry. The guild of vampiric animal-handlers will certainly be impressed~
My willful ghoul, who I taught Dominate 1 despite significant warnings, seemed very concerned about the kittens. I got bored of her and left the room. This is an (yet another) action with no downside nor chance of repercussion!
Meanwhile my fellow coterie members respectively practiced pugilism in the basement, and constructed a mind-boggling amount of intricately customized plastic explosives. what could go wroooong?
(guess which used to be the wizard in our DND 3.5)
Then our GM conked out, and the pugilist-player took over for a ghoul sidestory. I probably shouldn't go into too much detail, heh. Imagine "Harold and Kumar go to McDonald's, Wendy's, McDonalds, Burger King NO WAIT McDonalds" except that they're also running codes for the Great Game and heavily dosed on Irrigo (Literally, we ran codes for groups we don't know at all, and they dosed our drugs with memory-erasing drugs).
Naturally, we rolled absurdly well for that side-venture. We ended up remembering more of it than we should have, and carrying a suitcase stuffed full of Zimbabwe dollars. Also a surprising amount of left over drugs. (There was also elder vitae but we drank it all due to munchies)
This was declared canon BTW