Cesar had entered an odd and mythical world since being Embraced, one where his eccentricity was somewhat of an advantage rather than a hindrance. These 'insights' he received through Spoonicus spurred him on to familiarize himself with this new and fantastic world. Cesar delved into the occult, more so than he ever did in his previous life- What better way to make sense of his predicament than to study its roots and legends? Knowing from Mirella that the power of Malkav flowed through him motivated him in his moments of lucidity to master it and get a feel for it whenever he could, dipping himself furthering into madness willingly and trying to sort the insights from the 'false positives'. These would be the things he would train for the upcoming 20 years with Spoonicus's counsel (and Mirella, if she was willing to advise). In order to pay Spoonicus back for this knowledge, he continued his knightly duties on a regular basis, protecting Spoonicus from threats and patrolling his domain(the dining hall).
Cesar was more of a madman than ever before, and he was relishing every moment of it.
((So how's that for a time skip? Probably going to edit it a bit though.))
Cesar becomes well known through the Cardiff community of vampires as one of the more… odd Malks. His derangement is not quite severe enough to drive him to do something that would get him killed, but on the time it pisses some others off and socially it becomes very isolating for him.
Cesar studies well and does his honourable cutlery-given duty of patrolling the dining hall. The Collective of the Sight keeps a close eye on him and his future in case there may be things he can see that they do not. Mirella appears available to assist him with anything he may need over his time. Somehow, no one has yet seen fit to kill the Malk for his rather extreme level of madness.
Spoonicus and Cesar become very close. Cesar knows now that he will be serving Spoonicus for an eternity, and his fixation and devotion, if even at all possible, seems deeper than ever.
Timeskip. ((Tentative, just the first four years planned right now.))
Ash(all personalities) will be working in the club with Morgan, using the Street Motorcycle as transport. Ash will stick with the job for about 4 years. She keeps her M9 and a small titanium knife in her pockets at all times, and the two Sais, machete, and shotgun loaded with buckshot in her backpack. In their free time:
Ash/Lyssha will work on learning to speak English competently during the first two years. She will also train in the use of Sais during the four years.
Ash will work on learning about the world during the first four years. She will also practice with pistols.
Ash will train in the use of all weapons at her disposal, but focusing on greatswords and shotguns. She will also learn how to use Obfuscate to walk around with her greatsword on her back in the open without drawing attention.
Ash will learn about the prince and learn how best she and Morgan can gain his favor. She will also learn about the social customs of Kindred in general.
If the prince gives a mission or task to her and Morgan, she will accept if Morgan does. She will bring every weapon she owns with her on missions that require fighting, otherwise just what she always carries.
Small titanium knife
Cost: $100
Mobility: Knife
Damage: Str + 2
Special: If the weilder is concealed before striking with this weapon, one success that is not a 10 may count toward a crit.
Concealability: Pocket
Enough M9 ammunition to maintain 4 clips.
Enough Buckshot to maintain 10 shells.
Ash works at the club, connecting well with all the vampires of Cardiff. Some do not even realise she is Malkavian, as most often serving the customers brings out vampire ash or cowardly ash, who both get along well with others, and are able to almost pass at the same person.
On many an occasion, as happens with Vampires and particularly the Brujah who seem to dominate the city’s clubbing scene, fights break out. Usually this brings reckless Ash forward. This often unnerves and scares patrons and those true regulars who have seen these episodes as reckless ash seem tentative about maintaining a close relationship, seeing her for the deranged Malk she is.
Lyssha trains well, and enjoys traveling out to the countryside to do so. Lyssha manages to befriend a local Gangrel, Jeremy, who helps her learn the basics of dealing with her ridiculous strength.
After four years, reckless Ash sets a large fire at the club during one of her episodes. The resulting frenzy takes almost a year to clean up, given the multiple breaches of masquerade to be dealt with. Most who know Reckless Ash suspect her, and many of the brujah begin keeping their distance. The prince sees no evidence for it being Ash, and the others only suspect it is her. No one has proof.
You may add further to the 20 years if you would like, otherwise I will assume you spend it training.
((For your exp expenditure, if you buy an ability, you may buy one for each personality.))
Nikolai, after accepting Mirella's offer, will take a few hours to find and introduce himself to the members of his clan. He hopefully finds a few friends.
Over the next 20 years, he uses his newly acquired abilities to become a private instrument of Mirella's - and by extension, the Prince's - will. Targets given, he takes care of discreetly. Information need is obtained. He becomes Mirella's knife in the shadows, carrying his role out with pride and secrecy.
Over the course of this, he and Mirella form a telepathic link, so he need not even report back to her to receive new assignments. Though he frequently does anyway, enjoying the feeling of closeness the bond gives them. He regards her with the esteem befitting her station, subconsciously and inadvertently feeding her superiority complex.
He develops his relationship with the Prince, giving the same respect and obedience he gave Putin in his old life.
Nikolai acts as a proficient hand for Mirella. She has him kill for the prince, as well as kill her own targets. He becomes a part of the Ventrue and Toreador social circles, intermingling with them and learning proper etiquette and custom amongst the vampire world.
Mirella’s mind often wanders during their telepathic link. She is grating against the prince, she believes herself superior. She KNOWS she has a future of greater importance than anyone here. At times he catches small glimpses of her premonitions into the future, but if Mirella ever desires her privacy, the link is severed by her easily.
Mirella grows to trust and rely on Nikolai immensely. He is often sent on missions that are not even to be mentioned to the prince, and other times he is simply sent to check up on Cesar’s crazy, and see how it’s growing. Mirella is growing in power, and likewise so is Nikolai. Nikolai has begun to think that Mirella has seen a future he is helping her to mold, but she has never been forthcoming with it. He figures this is because if she can read his mind, so can others.
Mirella buys for Nikolai any equipment he may desire, within reason. You may post in the main thread if there is anything you would like.
Smith is in a trick place, he would like to bond with Serge, but he's also worried about getting Smith into trouble and blowing the whole thing. So in the guise of working as Serges assistant he will continue to train his combat skills and learn how to be a vampiric solider and a more proficient brujah. He will however also keep up appearances for Mirella as well as keep in contact with the rest of the fledglings lest they get wind of anything.
Smith joins the bustling and boisterous Brujah scene of Cardiff City. He is trained in many techniques of physical combat by serge and the other old soldiers now confined to Cardiff. He is well accepted amongst the soldiers and is renowned for his quick uptake of technique, even if the old masters seem to win ever spar.
By year 19, the rumours that the war is intensifying, that the north is expanding its borders into the prince’s territory, that the Sabbat are driving out the small town outposts are running wild. Smith knows it cannot be long before the prince calls him to combat, and in spite his training he is still so young. The older vampires are so much stronger, it is a wonder the line has been held this long.
Serge has begun instilling the basics of war tactics during lessons, including survival in a strange city. (you may add a free streetwise/survival without expenditure of exp)
Smith has kept a close contact with Mirella. He sees her whenever her telepathic call beckons him to check in. She clearly knows of his relationship with Serge but does not seem to care, indeed she even seems to encourage it at times. She is very friendly with Serge, but Serge seems suspicious of her. ‘A Malkavian is dangerous when you don’t know their madness. They could turn on you anytime.’ It is not the only time he expresses mistrust of Malkavians. ‘You need to be careful of them, they don’t work with a logic we can understand, it’s all crossed wires in their head and you don’t know what might short-circuit at any moment.’ Mirella looks after Smith, helping with anything he may need.
Arete froze, split between flipping the man off and outright attacking him. The bloodlust had gotten even stronger since she left the house, and was beginning to seriously test her self-control. She looked over the man, vaugely recalling him from her past--he was one of the local bruisers, big and ugly, and if she remembered right he was one of the worse ones. A memory suddenly found its way into her addled mind, of a female mark who had caught Arete pickpocketing her. This fucker was only supposed to be a lookout, but ended up beating the girl's face in, and afterward he expressed an interest in raping the girl, though Arete and one of their peers had dragged him away.
It occurred to Arete that she hadn't known whether he actually killed the girl, and that it probably wouldn't have mattered to him at the time. He took another step towards her, but Arete didn't retreat. She could hear his heartbeat, it was particularly strong. Maybe... maybe if she drank his blood, her mind would be clearer, and she could figure out what was going on? Another unsteady step closer. He certainly wouldn't be a loss to the world, she had considered killing him herself, a couple of times... Maybe it--
"Kitty got your tongue, Aritty? I wanna get yer tongue too~" She bared her teeth, trying desperately to turn the nascent growl into a smile "Yeah, I'd love to suck you, baby. But, uh, if you want to grab this pussy, you have to catch it first?" she tried to tease, finishing with a poor mimicry of one of those idiotic tittering giggles the prostitutes would use, and then stepping back. She just had to convince him to follow her back to her apartment, she could kill him there.
I'd continue writing, but seduction is actually a roll, isn't it? A roll Arete sucks at. If successful, she's gonna lead him back to her apartment, then slash his neck once they're inside.
Ordinarily seduction requires a roll, however you don’t need to roll to get this guy interested, he is already there. Arete heads home with the man in tow. At her apartment, she lures him inside. The man is vulgar, distasteful, in spite the insatiable hunger she feels toward him.
She just barely gets him in the door before the events of the night come crashing down on her. Her willpower seems to drop, and far from pulling the knife out to attack him, her ears fold back, she lowers herself slightly, then springs forward, her fangs sinking deep into the man’s throat. The hardship of keeping her fangs to herself all night seems to have paid of just that little bit as the sweet fluid flows over her tongue.
Arete manages to keep her meal fairly clean, a minimum of blood getting everywhere. She tastes the alcohol in his blood and dislikes this more than cleaner blood, but it does not detract much from the sensation. She has not quite killed the man, who is now lying on the floor in pure ecstasy. This disgusts her, and finally she pulls her knife and slits his throat, his moans of pleasure turning to gasps and gurgles as he suffocates on what remains of his own blood.
The next few weeks are a slow revelation to Arete. First she looks in the mirror whilst washing off and finds out she has cat ears. ((You rmay write me a post for this if you wish, but you don’t have to.)) secondly she finds that sunlight is painful to the point she feels she is going to die. Very quickly she puts the pieces together and realizes she must be some sort of cat vampire?
((I now want you to write me a proper timeskip post, also roleplay the ears and sunlight revelations. I need to know what you are doing during this time though.))
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