Well, first of all Janine is showing herself to be very untrustworthy by sending Frankie a messenger with a fancy bottle of wine. He declined to try it, and he also didn't use the messenger boy as a snack. In fact, he was kind enough to give the kid a bottle of cheap booze as a tip.
Lottie is trying to find a HQ for us, sort of a blood bank perhaps, and maybe it could masquerade (har-har) as a clinic for sailors ... We'll see how that develops.
Anyhoo. Now that we're made men and woman we were going to a meetup of different mob bosses, as some stuff had been going down. Even more stuff started happening. Gunshots. Someone had gunned down a mob boss outside the 5th Precinct, and there was more gunfire about.
The mob bosses at the meet had to be evacuated, and shit would probably rain down on all of us. The speakeasy had the emergency shutdown orders executed, and we strongly suspect one of our NPC cousins to have taken a photo of Lottie's dad from the speakeasy - possibly with a view to kill him and set him up as a fall guy.
What's worse is that our sires seem to know about what's going on here, and we don't like it.
Oh, and there was some frost on the water as we crossed That Bridge again, but hey it's only May, so it's perfectly normal, yeah?
Courtesy of Sunday 5 May 2020's Vampire: The Masquerade session.
GM: “Roll Wits Occult or Wits Empathy or Expression.”
Player: “Roll Wits it is.”
Lottie: “I ain’t cleaning it up!”
Val: “No, we’ll have staff for that.”
Lottie: “You’re gonna ghoul the whole maintenance crew now?!”
Val: “Well, yeah?”
Lottie: “He didn’t exactly give me a calling card! I have calling cards for people I haven’t even met, but I don’t have one from him!”
Player: “Who needs groundwork when you can show by example later?”
GM: “Optimism. Cool.”
“All this talk of gunfire … What Frankie’s actually thinking: ‘Anyone feelin’ peckish?’”
Lottie: “Julius advised against eating family. I wanted to eat my Pops, but he said it would make the voices in my head louder.”
Frankie: “You got voices in your head?”
Lottie: “Only sometimes.”
GM: “Before you ask, no, you cannot ghoul the entire room.”
Val: “Let’s get behind that car. Not MY car, I don’t want it shot at.”
Lottie: “I’d be more suspecting the Irish, but then I always would.”
“So what IS a reasonable number of ghouls?”
“The emergency evacuation procedure codeword is ‘pineapple’ – because we’re Italians and Italians don’t put pineapple on pizza!”
Val: “It’s the way it is now, you just gotta unlive with it.”
“It’s gonna fit in right beside Elvis being spotted, and he hasn’t even been born yet!”
“Instead of ‘don’t kill the messenger’, it’s ‘don’t eat the messenger’.”
To be continued!
