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First TRG casting news! cc @ludicrousmoniker @thesefilespod
holds your hand tell me about the vtr vampires because i'm so normal...
None of them are in play anymore but they're all still my babiessss (J A and H all have tags for their vibes and info if you wanna see more)
Judith Doulton 80s rocker lesbian disaster heroin addict Anvari/Daeva Carthian
Anne Lacey churchmouse rat-mom violinist Nosferatu Lance
Saskia Winters terminally sarcastic grunge-flavoured gun-loving dog-mom and cult recruit Gangrel Crone
Helena victorian heiress occult scholar turned "fortune teller" Auspex master and Hermetic priestess Mekhet Crone
WATCHING
Seasons 1-3
Season 1: finished
Season 2: finished (fall/winter 2021)
Season 3: finished (February/March 2022)
Her Favourite Worst Nightmare
Chapter IIIV - Psalm
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Anne ran.
It was all she could think to do.
Hidden is safe.
She needed shelter.
The sluggishness that clung to her dead muscles made it feel as though she were moving through tar. The fountain of blissful sensation flowing from her wrist threatened to drown out her thoughts as she tried to remember exactly where she'd parked.
Right, right, left, left... so I've gone right, now right again... wait, did I go right?
The headlights of a passing car assaulted her, and she stopped in her tracks to shield her face. She stood trembling for a moment, trying to orient herself.
Behind, she could make out the silhouette of the boarding house; not far beyond, a blurry constellation of green stars that she knew must be the lights of a lonely intersection.
There was no sign of Doulton.
Anne tried to take a breath, but her chest felt constricted, and only allowed her a shallow gasp of air. Another smothering wave of euphoria coursed through her veins. Pursued or not, she knew she had to keep moving before languid inertia overtook her.
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I've started writing (a slashfic? A novel??) about Judith and Anne, two of my Vampire the Requiem OCs who never got to interact in-game. It's going to be um. An undertaking.
If I'm proud enough of my work, I might post some excerpts here now and then. I don't have a pitch beyond gay sex, angst, drugs, and juicy kindred politics. If that interests you at all, I'll be posting it under the tag "alison writes vampires"
Wish me luck 🧛🏻♀️
wakes up in a cold sweat i never took photos of the props my friend made for anne's rats
Hell yeah, nosferatu-core! 🤝 (sorry, couldn't help but notice ur tags on my post! made that specifically bc im working on a nos ehehe) anyway have a nice day ☆
My Nossie's rats are named after her favourite composer (Bach), but if she were Catholic and not Lutheran then saints would be a perfect choice!
This cute picrew had so many options that I just had to make Anne and Judith immediately 😭
