RP Meme from " Nagah" & "Nuwisha" & "Ratkin" & "Rokea" in "Chapter Two: The Changing Breeds" from the World of Darkness "Changing Breeds" book (20th Anniversary edition)
A few maintain ties to their old human lives, but even then they need a tight network of allies to maintain an illusion of normalcy.
To preserve secrecy, the cult reveals only a few hints about their existence before the outsider formally agrees to join.
Preserve the Sacred Secret at All Costs
Punish Those Who Betray Their Duties
Strike Against the Corruptor if the Opportunity is True
Without information networks and clean-up crews, the assassins would be much less effective as a whole.
He may also be able to notice patterns when there should be randomness, order where there should be chaos, and times and places where these forces are out of balance.
The human will be oblivious to the serpent being there, even using rationalization to deny its presence.
Such simple tricks are generally all a truly skilled assassin needs.
Every other word out of her mouth is a falsehood, no matter how innocuous or simple the truth.
If these are mixed with the drink before it is converted it can make a poison that only affects the target.
Yes, we killed them. Another casualty of our past.
I wonder what the world would be like had we not been so stupid.
You are entirely repugnant, awful, scurrilous creatures.
We watch when you enjoy your work, in case you do so too much.
Dancers and mystics? What use were they?
You forget that others swim, down deeper than even you go.
We know what you do to one another when you think nobody else can see.
How would a dancer help me survive?
Let a Fool Die a Fool’s Death.
Teach Those Who Need Teaching a Proper Lesson
Sure, the victim won’t feel the benefit of the lesson for long, but his friends might learn as they wonder how they can avoid the same grisly fate.
Thankfully, this is quickly followed by the realization that their fun with comes a responsibility to teach and to make their pranks meaningful.
Even the noblest individuals can be brought low by public embarrassment.
Sometimes the best tricks need the target to sleep through anything.
After all, close friends and lovers know just where to stick a dagger to make sure it really hurts.
Over the next 24 hours one of them will suspect betrayal by the other.
With the cackling of laughter she can swap good fortune for bad, twisting the strings of probability and fate between her fingers — though she has no control over the outcome.
True love comes in many forms.
You came over here all high and mighty and now you’re sorry?
Say you’re sorry by doing something useful, maybe?
I cannot help but have a modicum of respect for someone who laughs in the face of certain death, even though I would be the agent of that death.
Let them test every rule, as long as they do not test my patience.
Yes, you got fucked. Yes, it was worse than nearly anyone else. But it’s time to wake up, now.
You laugh at everything. Marry me.
They sabotage infrastructure projects, booby-trap new municipal developments, and generally cause large-scale urban destruction.
They cannot stand toe-to-toe with their foes and expect to survive the encounter.
Survive so that you may breed.
Respect strength and exploit weakness.
Conflict breeds strength.
Build, steal, and suborn to strengthen your breeding grounds.
Trust your own kind before you trust outsiders.
When someone is responsible for injustice, make sure someone pays.
Some follow various twisted versions of apocalyptic human religions, others fervently believe conspiracy theories involving the end of the world, mystical coincidences, or simply the obvious truth that global warming, rampant pollution, and humans’ desire for fossil fuels could spell the end of the world.
They find space in various odd corners of cities, taking over cheap apartments or squatting in abandoned buildings.
Anything’s better than being alone.
I will defend our breeding grounds against all threats, physical and spiritual.
I shall seek revenge against those who prey upon my kind.
I will survive so that I may breed.
I must respect strength and exploit weakness.
I shall grow stronger through conflict.
I will learn from the mysteries of the spirit world.
I will revel in the visions the spirits grant me.
I will build, steal, and suborn to strengthen my breeding ground.
I shall nurture, instruct, and aid the young.
I will trust my own kind before I trust outsiders.
When someone is responsible for injustice, I will make sure someone pays.
Some are inclined to violence, others lose themselves in strange dreams and bouts of insanity.
These creatures are deformed, sterile, and a source of shame to their parents.
They know many secret methods of traveling from city to city.
They excel at stealth and subterfuge, knowing how to kill unseen, and also how to lead a pack against larger and stronger enemies.
They excel at hunting and fighting underground.
You are certain you will triumph in grandiose ways and want everyone to hear about your coming glory.
This is likely to involve a mixture of electricity, packs of store-bought batteries, energy drinks, illegal drugs — or a fusion of all of the above.
Stop holding yourselves back.
You know what it’s like, you feel it every day.
You aren’t slaves, stand and fight!
Rise up and seize what is yours!
Sometimes, they go too far, but even when they do I wish we had their strength of purpose.
You’re kindred spirits as far as I can see.
You want to fight, I can smell it. We’ll fight with you.
Small, smelly, and spoiling for a fight.
They throw themselves into battle too quickly, but we need their energy.
You want to know a secret? Come closer.
We have seen too much sickness to spend our time with bringers of plague.
I spoke with one and learned much, but it is a feat I do not wish to repeat.
Some organized raiding parties that sank human ships.
These efforts were short-sighted, disorganized, and, ultimately, doomed to fail.
Their attacks did provoke a reaction, although it was not the intended one.
This organized killing was new to them, and driven by a largely unfamiliar emotion; fear.
This organized killing was new to them, and driven by a largely unfamiliar emotion; fear.
Your twisted plans waste time.
They have secrets, but it is not worth the effort.
Do not fear them, for you will never see them.
We do not remember how we were. We change. We survive.
