#sects.

𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇! Don’t let the years grind you down. Don’t give in to hopelessness and fear. Look in the mirror and say these words aloud: “I deserve to be happy. And diablerie is happiness.”

UNDERSIGNED, 1. Agata “your revolutionary dream girl” Starek 2. You. This manifesto doesn’t need any more names. Go enjoy the revolution and suck some Camarilla fuckboys dry.

The Anarch Movement didn’t come into being by itself. It took hard work and organising to make it happen. This is not the sexy side of being an Anarch. Everybody wants to drive a stake into the heart of a Prince, but if you really want to succeed, you need to follow the old slogan: “Educate, agitate, organise.”

      EDUCATE means explaining to other licks, especially young ones, that there are options out there. They don’t know the history of the Anarch Movement. They don’t know about the First Anarch Revolt, the birth of the Free States, or anything else. It’s not like they can read this stuff in a book. Somebody has to tell them an alternative history to the one the Camarilla peddles. If someone believes that God has cursed them to serve the elders, they’re not going to rebel. Give them the facts and they can start thinking for themselves.

      AGITATE means talking to people, convincing them to fight. You can’t just sit around waiting for the oppressed to throw away their shackles. You need to be there, amidst the people you want on your side. For some, this is difficult because it also requires you to listen. You can’t just whack people on the head with your philosophy. You need to listen to their concerns, see how you can help them and they can help you. This way, you can achieve justice for all and build a broad revolutionary front.

      ORGANISE means turning a mob of angry licks into a motivated movement with real lasting power. Through focus and structure, anger can be channelled effectively into real change. This is especially important when facing an active enemy. If we respond as individuals instead of as a community, it’s easy to fall into paranoia and division.

a few preliminary thoughts

   – 1. 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄 𝐍𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 of a successful unlife is to nest among mortals. Exist as one of them. Look like them, behave like them, talk like them. Don’t let yourself be separated from humanity. Don’t give in to the idea that we somehow live apart from human culture and civilisation. The closer you are to humanity, the more successful you’ll be as a hunter and harder to detect for your enemies.

   – 2. 𝐓𝐑𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐄 alone is a fool’s errand. A lot of us descend into pointless paranoia, fearing everyone and assuming ill intent behind friendly gestures. Learn to hunt in a pack. You’ll find it’s easier, safer, and, if you fuck up, someone’s there to save your ass. And another thing: We get lonely too. Just because you’re undead doesn’t mean you can’t use someone to talk to.

   – 3. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐒, but they have one good idea: the Masquerade. If you think about their Traditions, you’ll realise that most of them are geared for preserving elite power. The Masquerade is an exception. It’s designed to protect all of our kind, and that’s why everybody should follow it. The reality is that you might think yourself as the apex predator on a moonlit night, but at high noon you’re just another fool getting burnt to a crisp.

   – 4. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐒 to define what being a lick is all about. They want to tell you about Caine, the Traditions, the Prince and all that bullshit. If you’re not careful, you’ll start believing them. You’ll think their way is the only way for our kind to exist. But it isn’t. There’s a simple remedy to their lies: Eat the rich. Once you have a taste of a Camarilla vampire, there’s no going back.

We are a monolithic and ruthless cabal, expanding and maintaining our sphere of influence with hidden hands. We infiltrate rather than invade, subvert before we debate, intimidate without asking our lessers their opinions. Our power flies on incubus wings by night instead of marching with armies by day. Nothing can stand in our way, as none can stand athwart a shadow.

Every nightmare dreamed up by paranoids, every righteous fear of the persecuted, every conspiracy postulated by law and hinted at in lore: the Camarilla reaches farther and does worse. It controls lives, money, and history. They told your ancestors what to believe, they tell the media what to report. If the Camarilla want a secret kept from the kine, they bury the story... and the storyteller.

Master conspirators and manipulators do not pull together in the same harness like tame oxen. The Kindred within the Camarilla us tools of manipulation and deceit on each other just as they do on the kine and on other sects. But they agree on one truth: We are stronger inside the Camarilla than anyone outside of it.

Why do we exist? Above mere survival and mutual protection, what justifies our improbably and selfishly prolonged unlives? The answer is something bigger than ourselves: the Camarilla.

Some see our sect as merely the system that protects us from becoming fire and ashes on the streets. But the truh is that everything that lives (or makes a decent imitation) needs a dream. Everything that thinks needs a purpose. Are the Kindred not the best evidence of this? When creatures that merely go through the motions of survival encounter those of us who carry in our veins the dreams of our ancestors, who wins? We do. Dream and purpose drive us, or they should. Without them, we may as well embrace the Beast and cease our pretence of control.

And that, in a nutshell, is the Camarilla’s mission: control. By directing the most powerful and effective Kindred with a single will — that of the Inner Circle — we amplify their power and effect. By extending our reach into mortal governments, corporations, crime syndicates, churches, and everything else that tries in their own feeble way to corral humanity, we extend our control to the four corners of the earth. From penthouses to nuclear blast shelters dug out under mountains, we are influencing and guiding humanity, using our extraordinary talents to improve our common world.

alexis wants to sects me.