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@deformedteeth-blog
//It’s now official, Mary ( @jordarp ) has two dads, and apparently Grin is not the fun one
(He supports her being an idiot, it’s appreciated.)
//Grin is slowly dying on the inside, all the lessons he has tried to learn, undone, ruined
//It’s now official, Mary ( @jordarp ) has two dads, and apparently Grin is not the fun one
// From a conversation with their new priest Bela Grin: I am a man of honour. Bela: i know, it's weird Thanks..
//Also keep telling everyone to keep a low profile, tries to get made scourge, Grin is not sure how to Camarilla politics
jorda96
You are bullying yourself
“But my...fellow...primogen. Are we sure we could trust this...“Grin” was it? I’m not sure if it would be wise.”
//as I’m currently sort of still playing my old character in the larp (since she got elected primogen) watch me try to talk down my own plots and plans with Grin
//Hmm feel the need to design an alternate character face for Grin to use whenever he's masked, that's not his actual human face Thinking using scars or something where his teeth usually are, so he still pass for human but doesn't look completely spotless and still somewhat regonizeable Since I've got a cold and that with a full face mask isn't really pleasant, and as a precaution for whenever it gets too warm to wear the mask
(Things mary is confused about in larp: -Why the infernalist is kept alive… and why it’s something they can’t talk about. -Why there are ‘three ancient vampires’ around.. -Why no one wants to be the prince even if the prince himself doesn’t want the position. She wonders if there is some sort of catch to it..
That and the horrible discussion about ‘are vampires superior to humans’ and she is bitter. She doesn’t understand how Grin or their new Toreador Priest can keep up their charades.
On a side not she might attempt to become a prince..)
//Grin struggles: -Getting Mary to shut the fuck up when getting into sabbat ideas territory, a lot of hissing and secret signals
-trying to play off their new priest as him simply trying to make a powerful ally and "adapting to the Camarilla" (of course he offers a seat to the only present Primogen)
-Pushing back all his rage over the fact the lasombra antitribue is talking openly about his "accidental infernalism" AND trying to talk to him every now and again, one is not allowed to kill other cainites in the Camarilla sadly
-Goddamn elder Nosferatu probably trying to spy on them
-Trying to give secret commands and communicate with the priest without it seeming obvious or suspicious
-KEEP A LOW PROFILE
-ESPECIALLY YOU MARY
//Roleplayed Grin in a good mood (given the circumstances) for once was quite nice last larp haha, no proper inner monolouges yet, haven't found a particular thought to latch on too for that
// @jordarp How dare you look at your ductus' shame
//If I could put those under read mores I would but I haven't really figured it out on mobile yet haha There will most likely be more spam in the future with those, I tend to write whenever I make decisions just to try to wrap my own head around it and justify it haha but those are the two I had right now
Packs //Larp notes/inner monologues
Gedeon wants us to form a pack. And yet again I feel myself conflicted. I came here in a last attempt to find some form of purpose. To perhaps seek the answers I needed within the ranks of the Camarilla. The sabbat is long dead. Disbanded as Gedeon put it. This can not be forgotten. They failed and so I felt myself doubting if the cause had even been real. My pack fell apart and we were left with nothing. No cause. No bonds. But now I have found new brothers. Who now wishes to rejoin in a pack. Which of course would have been proper. Had the sabbat still stood. But it does not. Still. It's a familiarity. A calm. I can not help but feel as if though this is the road to a true purpose. Perhaps it is still the sabbat refusing to let go. No matter how much I have tried to pry it's dead fingers off it still haunts me. As it seems Gedeon has yet to have given up on our cause. He doesn't seem to have been clouded by doubt in the same way I have. So perhaps a pack within the ranks of the Camarilla is the proper way. Seeking true answers and plans and not just killing what we see as pawns. But going after queens and kings. When we find them. I still do not lie when I claim I have no plans to destroy the Camarilla. I do not. What I wish to do however. Is stop the end. If it is still a cause worth fighting for. My plans are to find the truth. Then we shall see. This as of now does not include them. I am no longer certain if they are the key to the end. And even if it is true and they are just pawns, that is no longer good enough. It's is not enough to strike out pawns. But we shall see. First the truth. Then perhaps I shall plan the Camarilla's demise or just it's puppeteers. We shall see. I still feel doubt. But then...Perhaps a priest is just what I need.
New Allies //Larp Notes/inner monologue
I have made a new ally. Two in fact. First however. Gedeon Bela. Toreador. I was first unsure about him. I saw few things wrong with him. But few things provinh his worth neither. But now it has been revealen to my that my first impression had been false. Entirely. No more than an act. Not surprising as we are, still, within the Camarilla. But the nature behind his mask was. Unexpected. As Bela revealed himself to be no less than an old brother. Here. In the midst of my enemies. An old priest none the less. Indeed things are not always what they seem.
The second. Another one of my own word. A Ventrue. Claiming he recognized me. Old brothers where I did not expect to find them. Not this soon. Not this amount either.
Still however the sabbat is dead and I have not told them about the doubts I feel from what once were. If our cause was true or our war real. These thoughts I keep my own. Shame. Perhaps. Uncertainty more likely. Especially as they did not seem to share them.
The Ventrue seems to consider it so. That the war is in fact, as part of me wished, still raging. Although that did not stop him from talks about his retirement within the Camarilla. Perhaps again his talk was really just an attempt to discuss the matter. Although I might say I found it a bit poor. Unsure what was true opinions and what was just said as to start a discussion. Anyhow. It’s is not of too much importance.
So. Two cainites who now know I share their past. Old brothers looking for new allies in a foreign sect…I can not let the thought of old times cloud my judgement. I know this. What is to say Bela’s face doesn’t in fact hide 3 more. Buried under words of old brothers and positions. I do not know. Not yet. But I hope. Wish. It may be foolish. It is foolish. But should I be so quick to shut down old brothers. Perhaps. But not when they know of my past. If they are not brothers, or brothers gone rotten…None the less. Until proven otherwise. I see them as allies. This is a unique enough situation for that.
So now with two newfound old brothers at my side it is, or I reckon more could be, like old times. However of course. The sabbat is dead and I do not think to bring it back. That would lead to nothing. It failed once what is to say it won’t fail again.
No. Rather we need to stay were we are. Gather information. Find our real foes and destroyed them. If they exist to begin with. Which I plan to do from within the Camarilla. I did not lie to the prince. I have no plans to hurt it at the moment. No. Simply watch and listen. While of course honouring my promise to Volker. To protect, and while I am also here perhaps find some form of purpose within my old enemies ranks. For after all. The sabbat is dead. Perhaps it is time I stop see the Camarilla as my enemy. Perhaps not.
After all these years since it’s fall I still feel lost. The few goals I have the only reason I can continue on.
Perhaps…my new found allies could prove some insight in this. Perhaps not. Then of course. Bela is a priest. We shall see. I shall wait. I have hopes but perhaps I am placing them too high. The feeling of being around my fellow brethren however reminds me much of old times. It is a pleasant feeling, even as I did not expect to feel it. It makes it somewhat…bittersweet.
((Do I have any motivation for roleplay? No Am I going to post some larp notes/Grin’s inner monologues on my roleplay account for the hell of it and to gather them all up in one spot? Fuck yea I honestly don’t mind a few questions here and there though so go ahead if you’d like haha
(I like to imagine Franz at clan meetings sitting there while everyone speaks italian, and you all wonder why he is so angry all the time)
//Fun fact he said exactly that when I had a meeting with the Giovanni as Aria
Grin right? I have a question for you, if you have time?
I do. And you are.
Ah I see my reputation has not preceded me, refreshing. My name is Franz Koenig, a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Do you know of a Nosferatu by the name Anne?
Perhaps. Why do you ask.
jordarp
[txt]: Me neither- but it wants to keep the motorbike. It has to come out with us
[txt]: Does it.
[txt]: it wants to- can it?
[txt]: Why.
[txt]: it doesn’t want to leave it for the police
[txt]: I can not help you escort a motorbike through the sewers Rat.
