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[RAM]

Tear apart the whole apartment looking for loot!

(depending upon the system rats can be friend or food...)

[Killas[SiN]]

You decide that it's time to trash this trashed joint.
You ready a fist and punch through a chair. Or you would have; instead you just bruised your knuckle.

Hmm... It seems your powers are gone, must be the radiance sickness. This could be trouble, coupled with the fact that you need to feed more when in daylight.

Still, you need to find out what is inside those chairs. You pick up a chair and realise that it is made of balsa - very easy to snap - and so with all your might, you hurl it at the wall.
Satisfying enough, a resounding crack signifies the breakage of the chair. Lying in the debris is a well worn map of the local district.

[WILL UPLOAD IMAGE WHEN MY INTERNET RESETS]


On the map, the junction between General Road and the Old Strip is circled twice in red felt, with the word "RAVE" written next to it.

Not content with just this destruction, you pick up the other two chairs and turn them into snapped pieces of trash. Why would anyone make chairs out of balsa?
Amongst the wreckage, you find a parcel wrapped in newspaper and a wellnicked pen knife. You unwrap the parcel and find a hooded sweater, all neatly wrapped up with a note with the words,

"yojne yas evar ssap ot" written on it.

You realise that it would be a good idea to change clothes and to hide, just in case someone recognises you. You are dead, after all. Right? So you pull on the sweater. Strange; it fits you perfectly.
You pick up the dagger. However, you accidentally nick yourself with the blade. The cut stings, and instead of blood, a dark, inky ichor reluctantly leaks out. It seems the blade is very sharp.
Curious, you lick a drop of the ichor substance.
Not a wise choice.
You spend the next 15 minutes dry-puking and feeling like your insides was turned about.

What do you do now?

[RAM]

look at the note in a mirror.

[Killas[SiN]]

You take a glance at the note from the parcel and think...
What if it is backwards? You scout around for a mirror, but there is none. Instead, you just spell the letters out in reverse.

"yojne yas evar ssap ot"

becomes,

"to pass rave say enjoy"


Your mind flashes back to the first note you picked up.

The new RAVE... what ever that means. Maybe... 'enjoy' is some kind of password? You also think of the map you found. It had RAVE on it. But what of Dareloth and 2100?

Currently, it is 1PM; 4 more hours until nightfall.

What do you do next?

[RAM]

Have a cow.

[0_0 OH MY SCIENCE 0_0]

[Armok]

> contemplate the goals on morality of your previus life, and if your vampirism has changed them, try to figure out if the change is directly caused by the vampirism in a biological way, or a normal phsycological result of your situation.

[Akigagak]

Rip the chairs apart, and open the wardrobe. If any of this reveals objects, examine them.

[Killas[SiN]]

Rip the chairs apart, and open the wardrobe. If any of this reveals objects, examine them.

Already did it.

The gifts might not be coincidental... you think. After all, the sweater does fit you perfectly.
You conceal yourself in the sweater and head out of the apartment, planning to walk to the highlighted intersection. You got what appears to be a password, and a location.
Your stomach growls lightly; you hope that normal human food can feed you. Walking along the road in bright daylight, you don't feel any different. Just an itch in your skin that seems to stay with you.

You stop off at a hotdog stand and ask for one. A woman is serving and as she assembles the hotdog, she turns her neck and you catch a glimpse of a pulsing jugular...
The beast inside you rages.
The woman turns around and notices your pained expression on your face.

"Hey, are you alright?"
You heard her, but all you saw is her jugular.
The woman notices your gaze upon her; like a predator looks upon prey.
Subduing the beast inside you, you apologise and pay for the hotdog.
You wolf down the food in a few short seconds. Tasty, but it did not sate your appetite.

At 3PM, you near the intersection marked.
Nothing of interest here... except...
You see a cafe called 'Dareloth's Corner'.
This has to be it. You enter into the cafe.
A man greets you at the door.

"Welcome to Dareloth's Corner. We have the best coffee in town, so come in and take a load off..."

The man continues to ramble on after he seats you, talking about the different deals they offer here, when you notice his name tag.

"Jamie Rave"

Rave notices you looking at his tag and sees the expression in your eyes. He stops his spiel and looks at you directly;

"I see. Maybe you would like to check the menu? I'm sure there is something on there that you are familliar with..."

You thank him and ask for the menu.
"Don't worry, it's something I enjoy.

What do you do now?

Status:
Health  [||||||||||] 100%
Hunger [|||||||---] 70%
Money  $49.00 BCD (Bay City Dollars)

More statuses will be revealed the further we progress into the storyline. I'm not making this up as I go! (Some of it, atleast.)

[Phantom]

"Can I have a raw steak? I need it... for reasons, unthawed please."
Or rip his jugular and drink his blood, hide into an alleyway.

[Killas[SiN]]

When Rave comes back with the menu, you ask him for a rare (as in, not really cooked) steak. He smiles at you and points his finger at the gourmet garlic bread.

"Maybe you will like that... Instead. I enjoy it."

Your eyes bulge at the price tag. $21.00 for garlic bread! Surely this is robbery!

Then you consider... What if... he is trying to tell me something?

[Phantom]

"You know what I am don't you..."
"Please don't kill me."

[Killas[SiN]]

Garlic! That is supposed to be harmful to vampires!

"You know what I am, don't you..." you say quietly to him.

Rave nods slightly, the polite smile never leaving his face.
"Yes, I do."

"Please don't kill me."

Rave laughs slightly and says,

"Nevermind then. We are not interested in fools."


After saying that, he asks you again,

"Would you like something to eat? If not, please vacate the premises."


What do you do?

Health  [||||||||||] 100%
Hunger [|||||||---] 70%
Money  $49.00 BCD (Bay City Dollars)

[Phantom]

"Um, I assume im supposed to say this, Enjoy?"

[Killas[SiN]]

You remember the second note.

"Um, I assume im supposed to say this, Enjoy?"

Rave just laughs at you.

"So you aren't as stupid as you look, boy. However, that's only half."

He re opens the menu and points at the gourmet garlic bread.

You still cannot believe the price tag... $21.00!

Health  [||||||||||] 100%
Hunger [|||||||---] 70%
Money  $49.00 BCD (Bay City Dollars)


Wink wink nudge nudge