highlight of this realization, and of the game
"We are a BUNCH of unloyal SHITS" - The Malk
I think it says a lot that in my anarch game the party has decided to
Gangrel - Remain Independent
Tzimisce - Spy for her Boss who she is blood bound to (who is acting like Sabbat)
Toreador - Victim of the Masquerade, is confused
Ventrue - Kissing Everyones Ass Till they are in power
and then
Malk - Hey can i join your cool club vamp mom? Oh the true black hand! Sure!!!
for reference they're fighting the prince of the city whose turned into a feral serial killer a lupine and another wight in a burning building and all of them are out on the front lawn now save the malk who was knocked into torpor by the lupine last turn and whose only still alive thanks to said mentors dot in true faith
so shits uhh hit the fan
Let's see, there is the gangrel nomad who is the only adult in the room™ the old man ventrue in a young man's body who is perplexed by modern technology, the terrifying Dracula esq tzimisce, the Malkavian scholar seer (whose a member of the true black hand but none of them no that) and the poor Toreador whose childe is a victim of the masquerade with ALL the merits that make them as human as possible.
They have a book club.
Anyway I'm vent posting and that's not gonna do anyone good so I'm gonna go pass out and hope my dreams aren't fueled by my anxiety and rage
I can't fix anything if I am not made aware of the problem.
And I can't be aware of the problem if I'm not talked to
Like I've tried to talk to them but I've gotten nothing for like
four damn months now.
I'm just so tired
This is a hobby this is something I do for fun Tabletop is one of the few damn things I do that I actually feel im good at and just.
I'm so damn tired.
Jo // 21 // Pan // I Love My Girlfriend, Tabletop, and Video Games