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Mass attack on @filthy-moon, RayvnByrd and siethedark.
This was a tough one, but I'm really pleased with both how they all look together (the way they're all so different yet clearly rooted in the same subculture!) and how the artwork turned out in the end <3
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I have no idea what drives a vessel to admire these things.
I can hardly call it a telephone--its shell is too flat, too simple, too plain. I turn it around and around my palms in search of the keys, yet I find none. Nothing but three measly buttons on its side and a glossy lens on its back. A tap against its screen stirs it awake, its maw opening in a milky glow that finally--finally!--grants me access to the keys. They're pathetic little things, more flaw than feature, yet they work. I cannot deny they work.
There's quite the learning curve to this analyzer; for example, I quite dislike the lack of physical buttons. I miss the rhythmic clicks and clacks of the typewriter and the satisfying chime that comes with the end of the row. I miss having a place to rest my wrists. I miss having a place to write, full stop. I miss having a place that was all my own. I am my sire's only childe, though I would forgive anyone that thought otherwise; he keeps an ever-revolving collection of gentry and vessels that flows through the club and into the walk-up. Every room I enter is full to bursting, offering no room and no reprieve for a girl and her records. I ask for very little, and my sire provides it in abundance.
Perhaps that's the reason he's gifted me this contraption. Perhaps this is a rare token of his affection for his sole childe. Perhaps he senses my restless nature and believes this will soothe it. Perhaps he believes this is a fitting gift for a perpetual teenager. Or perhaps he couldn't think of a better way to dispose of evidence from one of his feedings.
The sentiment doesn't matter to me anyhow; all that matters is that I've got something. Something that doesn't take up space. Something that's mine and mine alone. This is the most my sire's given to me in decades, so I'll be damned if I let this go to waste.
OOC: hello, it's @wannabe-eurydice here! this is my VTM oc philomena, and i haven't actually done much with VTM beyond a session zero... but i've got google, a good attitude, and i'm more than willing to learn as i go!
philomena is a toreador and was embraced in 1932 at the age of 15 following a botched audition with a blues band. this passion for singing persisted in her unlife and is encouraged by her sire, who keeps her as a headline performer at his nightclub/jazz bar/insert synonym for entertainment place here. their relationship has a strong parent/child dynamic, though that dynamic isn't healthy and tends to be volatile.
when philomena isn't performing, she tends to spend her time away from the crowd either backstage or on the catwalk, where she either writes in her journal (or, in the framing of this blog, on her phone) or people watch and try to find her next vessel. she refuses to feed from anyone masculine presenting and often goes for the happiest-looking person in the room. she's also heavily inspired by claudia from iwtv and sammie from sinners. :D
if you've read this far, tysm! i'd love to interact with other people and their ocs; i'm still relatively new to this fandom, and i love making friends! if you have any questions/plotting ideas/etc., please let me know!
also p.s.: despite being embraced in clarksdale, she is Not currently there! her location is intentionally dubious for sake of plotting/interaction/etc. she's just at the clurb.
p.p.s.: credit to @cursed-carmine for the lace dividers!
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"hoo boy! i'd love to roleplay VtM, but i've only played a bit of the Bloodlines game so i should start with the V5 core book right?" i was then shot 57 times.
i did it. i finished Wasp's character sheet. i read all those anecdotes they force feed me at the start of every skills and attributes description. and all i got was a headache and a 2 page pdf of character.
if there's a good thing to come out of this, it must be the art (including the stories and such) but that's it. i do love to see when people love their creations. there's so much art. too much art. to the point of abuse, in my opinion. now, i'd never refuse a little campy in a world build. but holy shit. why is the art competing with the fucking lore. half of the time the art barely supplement the text body. and many many times, readability is sacrificed for the sake of visual. it's not WORTH IT. especially when it's a rule book???? a 400 page rule book?? did the curse of Cain made you incomprehensible???
"hoo boy! i'd love to roleplay VtM, but i've only played a bit of the Bloodlines game so i should start with the V5 core book right?" i was then shot 57 times.
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Marcus time!! French soldier who 'died' during the American revolutionary war and then never left. Malkavian elder, collector of pretty things, and his emotional support dog Impulsively chosen childe to join that hoard of pretty things. Swings wildly between overly-possessive and over-loving, coddling Leo and desperately seeking his affection. Leo truly is like a little purse dog to him. His eyes are silver-reflective, like a mirror.
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