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I have tried to play Enoch as a man of culture. He understands blazonry. He quotes Tennyson. He makes sexy chit-chat with foreign diplomats of all genders. He doesn't do too badly with the appalling stench of his fellow Shadow.

But people will insist on running wild, breaking two Traditions in one night and working up to a third, and omerta is in Vampire: the Masquerade's bones, and I keep on being drawn back to type.

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Character Name: Enoch Hall (formerly Eric Hartigan, formally Edward Harrison... you get the idea)

Full Title & Monikers: Shadow (Camarilla),"The Prophet" (cybercriminal and social engineer)

Known Allegiances: Lineage of Helena

Triumph: Led his brood on a fighting retreat from Istanbul in the 1950s: only one casualty

Appearance: Tall, swarthily good looking, but slightly scruffy in a way that cancels it out. Curly, tousled black hair, stubbly goatee. Style is basic, but timeless: at home in the country club, the gallery, or the back streets of the WC postcode. For occasions, he trades up to tails and twill or a housecoat and ascot: eccentric without being too ostentatious. Kohl-eyed, and still has a tan when he Blushes. Rough hands, though, and a husky, nasal voice.

Notable Merits: Mask (Cobbler), Staff (Technology, Investigation), Side Hustle Notable Flaws: Walking Omen, Grief Phobia (confined spaces, sickness)

Faceclaim: Rufus Sewell

it's toreador time folx

and i know the exact energy i want to send

(the concept i RNG'd does not lend itself well to an artiste, but a nasty piece of work who appreciates "pure cinema" and idly tosses off opinion after opinion about the finer points of his surroundings whilst blackmailing you? that i can work with. dilettante/outcast energy. every rose, in fact, has its thorn.)

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Found some more.

How do I even...

OK. I play in a D&D 5e game, which is really an AD&D 2e game wearing 5e's hollowed out carcass like the trenchcoat in which you find the three kobolds of yore. Our player characters are Shadovar, and we're in Thultanthar, and this woman has shown up and she's colourful and nobody knows how they got here.

I play Methven. Methven is an Arcane Trickster, Urchin background, who was plonked in an oubliette for beating a rich guy at fight club (apparently headbutts are an illegal move even when the whole fight is illegal but the other guy has legal standing and you have no shoes). They were let out of the oubliette on the condition that they helped their new best friend Apocrypha (College of Homebrew Bard, Entertainer) and their "parole officer" Taryane (Oath of Vengeance Paladin, Noble).

Apocrypha's player immediately dubbed Methven "sewer gremlin" and really took to me not being able to remember any NPC's goddamn name, referring to Methven's nemesis as "Rich Cunt." And so this happened. The adventures of Memethven.

I love them, and am continuing to play like a goblet because that makes the memes keep coming.

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additional thoughts, brought to you by my being five-eighths through Tom Hardy passion project Taboo (do recommend, extremely my jam)

it's toreador time folx

and i know the exact energy i want to send

(the concept i RNG'd does not lend itself well to an artiste, but a nasty piece of work who appreciates "pure cinema" and idly tosses off opinion after opinion about the finer points of his surroundings whilst blackmailing you? that i can work with. dilettante/outcast energy. every rose, in fact, has its thorn.)

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Awww... You're mommy's good little Janissary, aren't you? You're going to get circumcised and learn to fire an arquebus. Then we're sending you to besiege Belgrade. Aw look, your moustache is already starting to curl into a handlebar. You want to serve the Sultan, don't you?

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Bro, we are cooked. The knight that dogs the prince's shadow like a dark and silent wraith just knelt to press his forehead to the prince's hand. Yeah, now he's uttering a prayer whose recipient is ostensibly God but in reality is the deified version of the prince that exists only in his mind. Aaand the prince just caressed his cheek to preemptively grant him absolution. I gotta... I gotta get out of here.

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They recorded tinnitus? It's a physical thing?????

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Darina (Dori) daughter of cacophony My sweet vtm girl Camarilla Radio worker

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I feel like we really lost something when we started looking at writing as a reader-centric product meant to appeal to the desires of a specific audience rather than a writer-centric approach of someone writes whatever particular thing particular compels them/whatever weird thing the demons in their head want to talk about, and people out there who are also compelled, and/or relate, find that writing. A lot of discussions of writing really center around what readers want rather than a writer's exploration. Sometimes as a reader I don't know what I want. I click on a fic or pick up a book I'm not sure about but that looks interesting, and I love it. Reading what I expect to get is it's own joy, but we always need to expand our horizons and not get mad at creators for not always writing what we want/expect.

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affirmations for writers: i know how to write. i have seen sentences before, and i know how to make one. i can identify up to several words and their meanings. i am not afraid of semicolons.

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You’re not depressed. You just need $250,000 in your bank account.

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Vampires are horny like queer fuckboys on Grindr. Werewolves are horny like anarchists in a squat. Changelings are horny like starving artists in a drug-drenched commune. Mages are horny like overworked university students. Hunters are horny like soldiers crowded in a trench. Demons are horny like repressed feudal courtiers. The Hungry Dead are horny like creepy cult members. Wraiths are horny like a depressed motherfucker who just wants to feel anything again. Mummies are utterly and completely devoid of horny, as unhorny as a job application, they are antihorny. This is why nobody ever plays Mummy: The Resurrection.

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make your salubri low humanity shit heads i beg of you

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I feel like we need to talk more about how fucking boring depression can be. I pick up a book and can’t read more than a few sentences, a chapter if I’m lucky, before I can’t focus. I knit two rows of something and then can’t continue. I scroll through all the different options of shows I haven’t watched without clicking on any of them. I hop from app to app looking for content that will spark literally any single emotion. It’s not even 10am and I already feel like I’m just waiting until it’s time to go back to bed.

I hate it I hate it I hate it

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Suzanne Von Aichinger @ Christian Dior Spr/Sum 1998

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you know, I don't mind being blocked, but sometimes I wonder what on God's Earth I did to deserve it