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Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night

He wasn't exactly familiar with drug-dealing etiquette but he was reasonably sure that you normally paid for it. He was, however, not going to pull out the sachet in the middle of the club and examine it closer. So he left it there in his pocket, and went back to hugging the wall to observe. His European cool had been... ruffled a little by his experience but the book wouldn't write itself.
Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night

The giant African man simple chuckled at Mary, walking off towards a kind of alley in between cargo containers. A smooth black sedan was parked there, toned windows, engine running. He walked over the backseat window and handed off the phone to someone, a woman judging by the well manicured hand receiving the phone. Words were briefly exchanged, before the man bowed respectfully, opening the door and backing away to make room for his boss. It was indeed a woman, and she was gorgeous, a petite African woman dressed in a flawless business suit a white silk shirt with a high collar, and long sleeves extending to cover her elegant hands, only show the very tips of her fingers, only buttoned halfway to show an impressive cleavage. Her skin was a magnificent golden bronze, and her dark hair was tied in a loose bun behind her head, showing off her smooth neck. She smiled radiantly and stepped towards Mary, her heels clicking softly on the road. Please accept my apology miss, I am truly sorry for my... assistants actions. She smiled and managed to sound quite sincere, handing the phone back to Mary. Standing so close to her, the woman's youth became apparent she was barely an adult, most likely still a teenager, but she carried herself with the authority and power of someone with a lifetime of experience. But, I would like to discuss this person you saw in the club, the man on the walkway. Maybe I can offer you a ride home as recompense? It is really the least I can do. The woman was perfectly polite, and there was something about her that put Mary at ease, despite the circumstances of their meeting. Gazing into her big brown eyes, there was a transfixing quality to them, and she found it was quite impossible to look away. Inside the club the music suddenly stopped, leaving the guests standing awkwardly on the dancefloor, looking around in confusion. The DJ himself grabbed a few essentials from his booth and bolted, and the bartending staff too seemed to quickly disappear as well, though they were in less of a hurry than the DJ. Soon the guests started mumbling to themselves, slowly realizing the music was not going to start back up nobody knew what was going on.
Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night

Mary As the man took her phone she paused - certainly not intending to follow him down an alley, but still wanting her property back. This internal discussion was the only reason she was still standing there when the woman appeared - a few seconds longer and she would merely have left the place entirely and written the phone off as stolen. At the woman's appearance she did a triple take, the first as surprise that the mans boss was a woman, the second that she was such an attractive and young woman, and the third with a mild blush and angry at herself for even that hint of an impure thought. Taking her phone she offered a half smile thank you , as the music died out she allowed herself some contentment that at least they were closing at a reasonable hour - and she could hear properly again and speak without shouting. I'm not sure I can help really - I thought I saw something but its not on the phone, I might have been confused with the flashing lights , looking around her this is ... not really my kind of place ... anymore her voice little above a whisper at the last word as she looked to the floor. Looking back at the woman's eyes and taking in her elegant clothes she began to feel that her own choice to grossly dress down was in error ... she crushed that thought as it formed. I wouldn't want to put you out for no reason , getting a lift sounded good and she could perhaps speak about how to make the club more wholesome and achieve some real good ... and spending time with someone polite and pleasant was a bonus. But it would be wrong to put the woman out on what seemed likely to be merely her overactive imagination.
Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night

Taking his cue from the stuff, he decided to head for the door. It had left him with far more questions than answers, and more blank incomprehension of the way of life of these Americans than questions. He rolled the oddly coloured powder sachet in his pocket between fingers before heading for the door. He hadn't learned anything for his new book, but the night had hardly been wasted. If anything, it would prompt further digging and questions. He wondered if any of the smart young University-types that frequented his cafe were chemists...
Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night

The woman came over to her, putting her arm around Mary's like they were old friends, smiling a genuine pleasant smile as their fingers entwined. This close it was impossible not to notice how divine the woman smelled the scent of some outrageously expensive perfume clinging to her slender frame, her skin soft as the finest silk. Miss Collins, please, it would be my honour to drive you wherever you wish, and then we can talk about this person you saw in the club. Her ears twitched lightly, and her head turned, only seconds later did Mary notice the faint sound of sirens. That was fast, she said, managing to sound surprised. We called the police, just to be safe, you never know what kind of creeps lurk around, do you? She tugged gently on Mary, making her follow towards the waiting car. While they had talked another young African woman had appeared, waiting patiently by the open door, one of the bartenders from the club, Maya. The club patrons scattered when they heard the sirens outside. Seconds ago they had all been having fun, now it was every man for himself, as nobody wanted to get arrested. Suddenly the door was kicked in, five armed police officers pouring in, screaming and shouting, and pointing their weapons at anyone moving. Unrest escalated to a panic.
Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night

Mary She was kindof enraptured by this woman and didn't move away from the physical contact - even though a small part of her noted that perhaps it was not seemly for a woman in her position, she shrugged it off as merely friendly contact, smiling at her as they walked to the car it's Sister Collin's these days her voice warm. She noted that she hadn't given her name guess you remember me from my childhood days , there was a part of her that liked being recognised - but she knew that feeling pride in that was a sin to be avoided, all behind me now . Remembering the question about where she could go I am staying at the ladys guild house currently, we might have tea inside to discuss? . She smiled at the bartender and would have extended her hand except that her escort was holding it so she settled for a smile and a bob of her head as she entered the car wait shouldn't we speak to the police? ... , her mouth went agape as she searched for the woman's name oh lord forgive me she muttered, I am sorry my manners have been atrocious I never asked your name? .
Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night

He sat in the back of the cruiser, nose bleeding, and more than a little surprised at what had happened. He offered no resistance, and hunched in on himself as he waited, watched, frowned, and planned. He probably still had that stupid satchet of green whatever-it-was in his pocket. He had no idea what it even was. A blood-test would confirm that he wasn't taking anything, and he'd managed to talk himself out of tighter situations. He simply sat and watched and waited. At least this would add something to the story about police procedure...
Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night

Ineni listened carefully to everything Mary had to say, nodding here and there to show she had understood. At the end of her short tale, she folded her hands neatly in her lap, looking at Mary with a devious smirk. Are you keeping something from me, darling? While Mary had in fact been extremely thorough in her retelling of what had happened in the club, Ineni seemed to think there may be more, still wearing that oh so polite smile even as she accused the girl of lying, still impossibly charming, and still so beautiful. I will know if you do... She laughed seeing that confused look on Mary's face. It was at that moment Mary would notice, through the darkened windows, that they were driving through unfamiliar streets, certainly nowhere near her destination. And Ineni's smirk... She knew, and whats more, she had planned it deliberately taking Mary with her to God knows where. You see Mary. I know the man in the picture. I know him to be dead since a decade ago, and I should know, I killed him myself. But now he shows up in my club out of the blue? You see the predicament here? So why dont we start over, and this time... Ineni suddenly shifted, to sit in Mary's lap, facing her and a leg on either side of her. Lets make sure you tell me everything. She caressed Mary's cheek almost affectionately, brushing the tip of her finger against her lips, gazing directly into Mary's eyes, and to the girls surprise she found herself physically unable to look away. There was something mesmerizing about Ineni's dark eyes, as if she could peer straight into her soul, her darkest secrets laid bare. Now, tell me everything... Ineni's words rung through her mind even as everything went black. When she came to again, it was face first against the cold floor tiles of a public bathroom, dirty and in dire disrepair, lights flickering on and off, and a distant rumble of trains telling her she was in the subway, somwhere... She had a pounding headache and felt slightly dizzy, immediately recognizing the feeling of being hung over, though it had been a while since she experienced it last. Her nose was bleeding, her eyes felt dry, as if she had been crying, and her mascara showed it. Worst of all was the sore feeling between her legs. As she slowly came to she noticed there was someone else in there with her, a man, unconscious on the tiles like she had been, pants pulled down around his ankles, his cock flacid but drooling a little pool of precum. Standing up on shaky feet, she remembered how it was to wear heels, and had to grab a nearby sing to keep her balance. Seeing her reflection in the cracked mirror she was shocked to find herself in full makeup, if rather ruined from the nosebleed and the crying, and wearing only a short skirt and a tank top, showing ample cleavage. A handbag lay nearby, most of its contents scattered across the floor, as if it had been involved in the fight. It was as if she had gone back in time to before she found God, and she had no idea where she was, what time it was, or even what day it was.
Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night

The police station was bustling with activity even at that late hour. The prisoners taken in the warehouse raid was taken in as one, but then quickly separated and handcuffed to chairs or desks, departmentalized and contained so as to not discuss what had happened between them. Many complained about the rough treatment, a few even sporting brand new bruises. Nobody cared. Jean-Luc was placed on a chair in front of a desk, face to face with the gruff detective Vallon. A picture of a young smiling girl was on his desk, his daughter, one arm around her father who seemed much happier in the photo than what the writer faced now. There was a kind of fire in his eyes determination. Jean-Luc du Paix, from Paris... Detective Vallon glanced to him and then back to the picture on his driver's license. You got a little bit of explaining to do young man, like what the hell you are doing in my city, and why... He threw the little pouch of green crystal powder on the desk in front of him, ...are you carrying this? Is that some kind of new drug, hmm? Better start talking son, and pray that I believe you.
Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night

Mary found her phone on the floor, in working condition despite a new crack in the glass screen. First thing that struck her was the date it was early morning, a seven days gap between now and the night at the warehouse. The last thing she remembered was getting into that car with Ineni. Whatever had happened in that time, she could remember none of it. Browsing through her call history there were several calls logged, three numbers in particular. One was her superior at the abbey, who had called her a good thirty times, all of which she had refused. The two other numbers listed were without any contact information, no names, no adresses, just the numbers. She tried one of them and was startled by a call tone from the man's pocket. That revelation prompted a closer investigation of the unconscious man. Putting two fingers to his throat she concluded almost immediately that he was dead, but how? Rolling Perception Medicine difficulty 7 success! By sheer luck she noticed a small needle puncture by his neck. With no other obvious signs of trauma, other than a fistful of bloodied knuckles to match her nosebleed, she could only conclude this was the cause of death, an injection of some kind. Though in the gloom and the disorder of the bathroom, she could not find any sort of needle. If she searched for it perhaps, but it would take time, time she was not certain she had. Any moment someone could walk in.
Thread: Anyone here into fandoms + bondage + rough oral? (Updated)

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Thread: Anyone here into fandoms + bondage + rough oral? (Updated)

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Thread: Anyone here into fandoms + bondage + rough oral? (Updated)

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Thread: Anyone here into fandoms + bondage + rough oral? (Updated)

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Thread: Happy Birthday, BlisteredBlood!

Happy birthday, BB! By now you should know the drill...yep. I wish you a happy birthday. I get all kinds of giddy. I sing you a song and give you lots of hugs. Oh...and cake! XD That about sums it up. Ah, and can't forget all those positive vibes and wonderful birthday wishes I'll be sending your way because, you know, you kind of deserve them. 3333 hugs sings CAKE!!! Hope your day is super wonderful!!!
Thread: Happy Birthday, BlisteredBlood!

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Thread: The Aid [Nnaasttey x Vigilant Thorne]

It had been an especially challenging week the past 6 or 7 days for one Octavious Cross world renown scientist and professor at Zale University, one of the most prestigious academic institutions in the world. Between faculty meetings, seminar attendances, lecture appearances, a strenuous class schedule, teaching 5 graduate level courses a week, clinical trails on experimental drugs, and writing his own papers, he still had to grade over 300 midterm papers over the next 2 days. However, tonight, he was taking a much needed break. Cross had just landed a huge grant to approve his clinical trails for a new drug that he was developing for a large pharmaceutical that was liable to make him a lot of money. He took is trusted aid, a first year Fellow, along with the rest of his 4 person staff out to dinner and drinks at Van Gran's, an expensive 5 star restaurant to celebrate. They had spent the entire night having a good time. The drinks had been flowing all night, and the food was amazing, for Cross however, the company was even better. He really didn't love his staff, all female and all beautiful and intelligent. He was known around campus as a bit of a womanizer, and a misogynist, but he just preferred to work with woman rather than men. The night was still young, but most of them had to leave, so Cross was left to finish the bottle of wine they had just opened, with only one other person, the youngest aid he'd ever hired, a 17 year old prodigy he was taking under his wing. She was not only gorgeous but smart, and ambitious, Cross had a thing for her, and the liquor was getting the best of him at the moment. He knew a place where they had private karaoke, until 6 am in the morning, it was like the ones he been to when over in Japan for 6 months, so he and his aid left the restaurant and headed there.
Thread: Succubus' Prey (GothicEmpath and Z.G.)

That morning Eli Harding found himself in an unpleasantly familiar situation after bolting up the stairs to the train platform he missed those automatically closing doors by minutes. Eli cursed under his breath, eyes narrowed as he watched the vivid orange and silver cars take off without him. Late again , he bitterly thought. Last time was the last time! My boss is so going to fire me! He fruitlessly went back to the time table posted on the wall, hazel green eyes carefully pouring over a simple schedule he had already committed to heart. Weighing his options he found that the train would't cut it, as there was a hole in the schedule for the next thirty minutes that would make him, once again, obviously, blatantly late in front of his manager. If I call him, he muttered to himself, he'll just tell me not to even come in. In the midst of his reflection, Harding had a moment of clarity. If the traffic was good he would be able to, this time, beat the train. It would take an Uber driver and a bribe, but with judicious application of speed and luck he just might be able to make it. He turned the platform's metal siding, freshly cleaned and buffed by some unknown worker to mirror like finish. His blue and white gingham shirt was tucked into pristine blue jeans that hugged his athletic rear just so, the product of a therapy-by-gym technique he had instituted in college and never given up on. Mornings like this, and managers like his, had motivated hours of lifting and running, countless hundreds of eight point push ups and curls. A similar fastidiousness ruled his hair, ever cut short to match his clean shaven face. His pea coat's collar hugged his neck, keeping in what warmth the cold morning could afford. After several of these incidents--perpetual as they were--he had cut his morning prep time from an hour to twenty minutes, preparing his breakfast and setting out his clothes for the day the night before. His well oiled dress shoes barely made a sound as he hurried across the platform--until he saw her out of the corner of his eye. Again. He turned his head this time and focused on her the strange, albeit unusually beautiful, woman he had seen so many times in the last two weeks. Perhaps she was new to the city, and lived in his neighborhood, and worked downtown as he did. As compelling as it was, Eli's gut rebelled against the notion and it only served to motivate him to leave faster. He picked up the pace as he headed off the platform, hand gliding over the railing as he began to descend the stairs he had not even a handful of minutes before run up with gusto.
Thread: Succubus' Prey (GothicEmpath and Z.G.)

Aria, a bit out of sorts this morning, was just heading back after a long night on the town. She had one last target on her mind. Him. She's seen him several times but he has yet managed to slip from her grasp. Who was he? Why was this one so different? So important for her to acquire? But she just knew she was hungry and He was the only one that would satisfy that hunger, so she had to try to catch up with him.... Soon!
Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night - Interest Check

RE Vampire The Masquerade - Boston by Night Always interested in VtM though I prefer the Dark Ages rule set as I feel it is more streamlined. So just a two initial questions Do you have any age restrictions in mind less than 5 years dead? more than 50?, or up to the player. I think vampire lends itself well to erotic content and given that it is this forum I expect a reasonable amount of it, but how much are you thinking about for the game? As it happens organically in the course of hunting and personal interactions? a focal point of the game etc? My thinking for a character is as follows A closeted lesbian horrified by her feelings joined a convent to embrace god - her sire noting her beauty and feeling it a waste embraced her on passion and bound her with the possible intention of breaking the bond later once she is more experienced. So a very young vampire less than a year blood bound to her sire who seeks to strenghten her individually while breaking her out of who she was however he feels like. I think it allows for a lot of different ways to go in the game. Stuck between Brujah, Toreador and Ventrue - but think I might go Brujah thinking uncontrolled use of awe could have interesting results and the passion that a Brujah is meant to have making her act even when she would regret it later on things outside of frenzy. Do you think this character would work for you - or would you want a olderfreer vampire.
Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night - Interest Check

RE Vampire The Masquerade - Boston by Night I wanted to wait with character specifics for an actual Character Profile thread, rather than bog this thread down with tons of text and rules specifics, but I can answer your questions. Naturally pr site rules your character need to be at least 15 years old, but I will increase that to 18 since otherwise you would have difficulty going certain places, like nightclubs etc. Vampire age, I would say max 2 years, this is mostly to keep with the plot I had in mind, all the characters being fledglingsneonates and newly arrived in the city, but also to keep things fair and balanced between the players. Regarding smut. This is a game about vampires, they are intimate by their very nature, biting people in the neck and other places... Yes, the setting lends itself very well to sexual scenes, and I will welcome it to an extend. The game will not focus on sex though, and I will not ask the other players to wait around for long sex scenes before progressing. That said, be as wicked as you want, as long as you respect the limits of the other players. And finally, regarding your character. For the purposes of the story, you will need some amount of autonomy from your sire, a lot really, so being super closely bound is probably not a good idea. You will need to be able to fit into a group.
Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night - Interest Check

RE Vampire The Masquerade - Boston by Night Not being closly bound by the sire pretty much will rule out Tremere and Ventrue because of the time it takes for those to get started, this is my own personal musings not saying this is how you will do it. I think I will go with clan Brujah or gangrel if someone else wants Brujah. I am interested regardless.
Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night - Interest Check

RE Vampire The Masquerade - Boston by Night Well, thats the thing isnt it? Its always difficult to reason why a new character is away from their sire to be in the player group, thats just how it is. We can surely be flexible with regards to a pc's sire, but yeah, the group comes first. I actually toyed with the idea of letting everyone start off as mortals, but I'm not sure how players would react to that. It would work very well with the story I had in mind though. Have everyone go in blind as to the world of the kindred vampires, play up on the personal horror aspect. What would you two think about that?
Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night - Interest Check

RE Vampire The Masquerade - Boston by Night Sad that Malkavian's aren't allowed, as I was feeling that clan lately but I totally get it. That being said, what are your feelings on antitribu characters? If you don't like themcompletely understandable I'll probably go with the Ventrue clan.