Vampire: The Requiem, New Orleans
A journal of four individuals' mis-adventures in New Orleans
and how their lives became forever entangled one regretful night.




Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Ch..Ch..Ch.. Changes!

Oh, get ready boys! Get out out those tissues. The Hound has passed down His Highness' decree. Miss Becky Lynn Adler must change her hot little looks into something not so "Becky-ish", or risk the Big M. And her Requiem. What a shame. No, really. I mean it. Can't you tell when I'm being serious?? I've taken the opportunity here to do a little before and after, for your viewing pleasure...

Hot Becky
















The All New 'Not Becky'


























Enjoy Princess! See ya after surgery. Hope they give you anesthesia. BTW, don't leave your little mutt with me again when I have meetings unless you want her life ended prematurely. ;-)

Tina

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Bored!!!



So I’m locked up in this hotel room and I can’t leave! I'm so bored!!! The police are following me everywhere I go! What trouble I’m in! It never seems to stop! So let me start from the beginning….

After Vidal blew up at me, I decided to take his job very seriously! My main priority was to find Charlie Sheldon. THis was the guy that broke teh masquerade and we think killed Edward! Then this new Sanctified showed up, Nicolo. He was here for a whole day and did absolutely nothing but stir up my new follower, Caitlyn. She went all goo goo eyes for this guy and wanted to drink his vitae. I told her what it would do, I told her no, I told him no, but who knows if she listened. She never seems to!

Anyway….so Alexander calls me and asks if I know anything about some “visitors” coming from out of town for any reason. Well crap! Of course I do, but I didn’t know what to say! They were here to help with Tina’s blood addiction and I didn’t want that to get messed up. But I certainly didn’t want to be punished in front of the whole Lancea Sanctum like Vidal threatened. So I answered his question VERY carefully. “Yes. There are some people coming from Italy for Pearl. They are to help Tina who is in torpor.” I was so nervous that he was going to ask me why she was in torpor. Thank god he didn’t! He asked me how I knew this and I told him that Darius, Pearl’s little minion told me. It was a close one, but I think I’m off the hook!

So the rest of the gang decides to set up this fake chess tournament that they knew Gravwa could not resist. He was a chess fanatic. Notice the word “was”.

Yes, he is no longer with us. Thanks to me I might add! And Caitlyn I guess. Louis decided he wanted to be his lazy ass self and do something else. Tina of course is still in her blood torpor thing. Jack disappears into nowhere land and Nicolo vanishes! So it leaves me and new girl! What the heck man! Well…Vidal ordered me to take care of it, so I was. We headed to the meeting and of course that little shit Charlie has to go on a rampage! He notices Caitlyn and his beast takes over. He goes ape shit on her ass. I have to admit she took it pretty well. She can’t hit a thing, but she was a good runner. She also listened to my directions. Maybe she is learning?




Well, I pull my claws out and rip this guy to shreds. I tried not to kill him, but I had to. He almost killed Caitlyn! Of course this whole thing happens in front of like 100 kine and we are seen driving this body (what was leftof it) out of there. THis included leaving my poor puppy Versache out in the cold. We never did find her! ::Sniff:: At least we brought him back to Vidal. Thank God I’m on his good side now!

Of course it can’t be that easy! I’m recognized all over the place and I get brought into the police station for questioning. Can you believe it! The one thing I can’t handle, cops! But I was able to control myself. I made some calls and Vidal and Alexander seemed to take care of the problem for now. At least I’m out of there.

So, like I said before…I am on constant watch. Can’t go home and can’t be out much. Plus all I have to eat is the nasty room service that Alexander sends me! I feel like I'm ordering a blood hooker....I guess I kinda am. EWWWW!!! So I am sitting here waiting for time to go by. God I'm bored! At least I have mass on Sunday. Can’t get into trouble for going there.

XOXO,







Thursday, February 12, 2009

These malcontents....


Oh my GOD, pretty princess is about the most annoying gaurdian ever. Anyway, I think Louis is smarter than he lets on, I'll have to be careful around him, he offered to let me drink from him, but then upon more information I find out that it is NOT good to drink from other vamps, well, good in a naughty sense but not in the keeping-your-sanity sense. Now why would Callidus Louis ('clever' for all you idiots) want to let me do that? Wicked wicked boy. PP is still simpering about the Prince being mad at her, I could barf every time she talks about it. However, a fascinating development is the arrival of Signoro Nicolo, its too bad he'll only be here for a day. Who knew that he's also apart of the crackbox Lancea Sanctum lunatics, I would never have guessed. I think this is what normal people call swooning. I am going feeding with him, and he said I can try drinking from him since he will be leaving, actually, I mentioned it and he proceeded to call me mischevious. God. I get all flustered when he calls me mischevious, I need a sedative. As for progress on my item I think I am going to ask Louis if his computers are powerful enough to break codes, this is dangerous as he is terribly smart, I will have to be very very careful and dole out only small portions for him to figure out, lest something get slipped that I dont want to. I am also now jonesing for a Ghoul. Apparently they are a walking supermarket that worships the ground on which you walk, sounds like my kind of guy *beam!*.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Microsoft Outlook Schedule Entry: 5-13-09





















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-Meeting with the boys
*I really need to play this one up, I need them on board, this could be big!*
-Recruit
*He has already shown his worth and devotion, it is time for the
next step if he is ready*
-Schedule meeting with Jose
*His links could be invaluable, If I get this right it'll all
come true*
-Pick up sparkly
*I'll catch hell from the coin...but I know she will go for
it, Shes going to love this!*
-Check in on the foreigner
*He could be of use if the time was right*
-Keep an eye on the new one
*Her motives are flowered, something is not quite
right. I see right through that naive cloak of bullshit, its no coincidence that she fell into our lap's. However, if all goes well she could be quite useful*
-Place a withdrawal at the bank
*it is still not clear what happened, but im pretty sure this qualifies*
-Look into feeding the beast
*The potential benefits there may outweigh the risks, I may
have to sit on this one*
-Check in on Tina
*She sure has been breathing heavily recently, hopefully this sleep will leave her rejuvenated. I hope everything works out.*
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(Louis Maddox: Save File: 1:06 AM; 05-13-09)

Monday, February 9, 2009

What troubles...



So....my unlife has definitely taken a turn. As I lay here contemplating what to do with my troubles, I await a phone call from my newly appointed ball and chain.
It all started with my visit to Mr. Matheson. Vidal got extremely angry with me. Not only was he mad that I wasn't running out to immediately find the man for whom he had sent us on a Blood Hunt for, but also because I went to visit his mortal enemy. Neither one of them have shared the reason why they hate each other so, but it is no concern of mine. However, I do feel quite torn between the man I love and the man I feel I must follow in faith. Though his recent outburst has got my wheels turning. Not only did he yell at me, but he threatened me! Told me that he would shame me in front of all to see. How could anyone who care for me the way he does, do such a horrible thing! Then after that, he meets the neonate that I bring to him. I, a good Lancea Sanctum girl, was doing my job and bringing him new kine. She too had no idea who her sire was and had been wondering around for months getting extremely bad advice from rogue vampires. So instead of thanking me or showing any sort of happiness, he blows up and throws a pew across the church. I could never had believed a monster such as that lived inside him. He was so upset that there were more neonates that he knew nothing about and then proclaimed that I be her new mentor! Me! I now have this neonate, Kaitlin, following me around everywhere. She refuses to listen, then gets herself stuck and needing help. Then of course I get the crying call to help her. But what can I do? Vidal is forcing this on me! I had Alexander threaten her a bit, which I can definitely count on him to come through on if needed, but still! She better be a fast learner!

Not only that, but Tina is in Torpor! The other night I am the only one to notice that she is nowhere to be found. Of course I freak out and call everyone I know to help me find her, including Pearl. We race all over town with only minutes until daylight. Peter, Tina's thrall, and I find her in her car in torpor. Of course I call Pearl's man and tell him where she is. He and his men grab Peter and her and drive off. I even have to sleep in some terrible smelling dirt, just so I can survive! When I wake up, I call Pearl to find out what has happened and she won't even answer my calls! The nerve of that vampire! I find and save her beloved Tina, and she doesn't even have the decency to call me back! One of her ghouls goes on to tell me that she is keeping her in torpor until she can find some Italian dirt to come and break her blood addiction with Thebian Sorcery! But of course she has no idea when they are coming! Now I definitely can't stand Invictus! She is the most rude vampire I have ever met AND she has Lancea Sanctum traitors in her covenant! They should be burned! As soon as they are done helping Tina, I will make sure that Vidal punishes them! There is NO tolerance for traitors who sell our Lancea Sanctum secrets!


On top of all this....I have my lovely mortal mother who is a pain in my side! She has freaked out on me and has threatened to ruin our charity ball. It won't be long until she cuts off my funding. She will need to be taken care of as soon as she is home from her vacation. If she doesn't come home soon, I might just have to get some help from Vidal and wash my hands of her. It would be much easier.

Oh heavens...my phone is ringing once again. I don't know what I am going to do with this girl! All I know is that my main priority now consists of finding this David Gravwa vampire, the vampire who broke the most important rule of the Requiem, and return him to my Prince. He WILL pay!
XOXO,

Friday, February 6, 2009

Who to trust?

What I've learned is vast and deep

But none I've met can secrets keep,


Wicked and vile these Kindred are

Trust them? Bah, I can't throw them that far.


No one to turn to I feel so alone

Come on you fuckers throw me a bone!


One is a princess a perfect sweet nark

Wait until I corner her in the dark.


The other a swindler a chauvenist pain,

But full of information so he may remain.


One is asleep and has a short fuse

Her temper is something I will not abuse.


Who can I turn to when I need help?

Apparently I can only depend on myself.


I'll just ignore them and do what I want

How hard can it be, they live in this haunt.


My wits and intelligence must be far greater

They're just playing the role of the simpleton Hater.



Time Marches On



The pain is overwhelming, yet it doesn't exist at all. As if I float on a plane of darkness,wedged tightly between the world of here and nowhere. I try to focus, try so hard to focus, but my uncooperative body swims in pain. It's as if every vein and artery have been flayed open by scalpels – done by the hand of a most practiced physician. Every incision screams as if doused with salt and alcohol time and time again. There is no relief.

I wonder dully if this is Hell.

To add to my misery, my subconscious seems to pick up bits and pieces of words, spoken or otherwise, and twists them into nightmares. I pick out "torpor", "cleansing", "Italian", "ritual" and "sorcery", and my mind weaves them together in a torment of lurid, frightful imagery that I cannot escape from. The dreams are on a continuous loop and I cannot shut the machine off.

If only I could scream.