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What do a kid, a Waitress, a tattoo-covered Haitian and a photographer have in common with a bail clerk, an old Japanese guy, and a Russian mobster? Join our characters as they start their journey as vampires through this VTM inspired chronicle...

 

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***disclaimer for those who need that extra bit of special attention***

This chronicle is inspired by locations in and around Miami and written by a total non-local. Told by a storyteller who has evolved a world and system inspired by ‘Vampire The Masquerade’ and other instances from White Wolf’s series. It was created for a group of friends, with a range of RPG experience.

VTM is a game of personal horror if it gives you nightmares /warps your real-world perception I suggest you consider the meaning of the word fiction, stop reading and get help?

 

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Out of the Frying Pan -Night 2

The wannabe Crows awake together and feed from the fresh collection of bodies chained up at the temple. These vampires seem to think nothing of it. Two nights ago Hanzo would have been horrified and appalled now he feeds with casual indifference. Ivan jumps back up and climbs out through the hole in the floor, Lucinda springs up through it, Hanzo looks, retraces his steps and finds the stairs.   The Hall floor is cleared and a scaffold-like structure spans where the ground floor ceilin

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Out of the frying pan Night 1

Carls remains are thrown into the boot of Ivans car and all three of them get in, Lucinda riding shotgun. As Ivan turns onto the bridge he notices they have a tail. Ivan floors it and weaves back and forth across the lanes. The Chrysler gets closer. Gunshots rip through the skin of Ivans car peppering it like a giant dot-to dot. Ivan pulls on the handbrake, spinning the car broadside for Lucinda’s vengeance. She hits the front passenger in the throat, and Ivan drives off again. The Chrysler does

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A burning Quest Night 1

In the dimly lit shadows of the Winn-Dixie carpark, the Crows gather around the boot of Ivan’s car. A staked 'Green Station Wagon Driver/SMS guy' in the boot.   Real whispers? Mouths? It is more visible than audible. Finger to his lips, a partial gesture to back up, an indication to new the trio.  "Follow him, you’ll find Carl."   Ivan locks the passenger doors of his car and backs up. All but Real melt into the shadows.   Real quietly pops the boot and, biting his

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Not what, who? Night 1

When they get inside Carl is nowhere to be seen. Lucinda doesn’t pass on that she has met with her contact, just that ‘he’s not here yet’. Filling in time Ivan and (a rematerialised) Hanzo go to the bar. Ivan orders Vodka and Hanzo orders Saki -inviting another bout of ridicule from Ivan. The heavily pierced hipster barkeep watches the show with amusement. Ivan eventually convinces Hanzo to order vodka and the shots are placed in front of them. Ivan promptly downs his, immediately projectile vom

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A Quick Snack -Night 1

On waking, Ivan, Hanzo and Lucinda are informed that they need to recover a particular vampire named ‘Carl’ who is betraying the pack and all Sabbat. Time is short, survival depends on it. Real (Retro Classic) gives the characters an old photo of Carl. He is short and stocky. He has long black hair and a moustache, he is the missing vampire from the night before. It is noted that it will be better for them to destroy Carl than to let him get away. Sunshine (stonefish child) cheerfully calls afte

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The making of a shovelhead -Night 0

The three player characters in this story are Hanzo, Lucinda and Ivan.    Hanzo Tokadashi  9th generation vampire Sire Ruth of Assamite blood   Retired, personal quest Apparent age:64 Tradionalist, Rogue   I live in Key Biscayne, Miami. I am 64. When I was 29 my family was brutally murdered. It was then I found out my father had had a dark secret. He had worked with the Yakuza and fled from them to America with a large sum of wealth. He trai

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