| Oh, I AM one tortured soul.... |
[Jun. 21st, 2004|02:13 am] |
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| | Ana's Song- Silverchair | ] |
Well, My loft had a few firey cocktails thrown into it while I was there and as we all know, I don't do well with fire. So Lynne, Cassie and I headed back to my newly aquired church to stay there for the morning. The next night, we are walking down the street towards my loft to find any evidence to find out who might be after me, the new prince. Even though I'm pretty damn sure it was the Brujah that was making himslef known on my council while threating my authourity. So we're a walkin', and cassie's a bit hungry. She stops and tears into a drugged up hippie, the dumbass. So she's standing there, trying to run away from flying spiders that are attacking her and taking lollipops from friendly lizards that are sitting on her shoulder. In the meantime, a cop approaches Lynne and the very fucked up Cassie. He seems to recognize Lynne as a connection to Alex (whose killed a few cops in his days). Of course they fuck it up. I get dragged into it. Cassie and I are taken away in separate cruisers while Lynne gets escorted in her very own SWAT van.
So they're driving us all to the station, and suddenly, whaat seems to be a huge boulder smashes down on top of the front hood of the cruiser. Then the two front doors are ripped off in fury, cops ripped out and torn to shreads. Then the two back doors are ripped off. My rescuers are none other than the two Brujah's on my primogen. They only rescue me in order to show how I don't hve the strenght, power or backup to run the city and pretty much give me the option to do whatever they say as prince or they will make sure that I am not prince for much longer.
The larger of the two has Bridgett in one hand and my childe in the other, holding them in the air. I reply by giving him his options. 1. He can leave the city never to return. 2. I can ban him and the rest of his kind out of my city and if they enter they are to be killed on site. 3. He can leave me be, drop my girls and remain on my council, only to be very closley watched. Or 4. Be killed much like I killed my childes father. He chose option 5. Try to kill me . I was lucky enough to scare the shit out of the big oaf, but not before he bashed the two girls together, knocking them out.
After nearly melding me with a brick wall and punching a good sized hole into my stomach, and after many failed attempts of trying to dominate and manipulate him, I tried just talking and mentioning talking about it later since the sun was starting to come up. He agreed to take me to safety as long as i offered to help him.
So he bashed the nearest brick wall in and pretty much fell asleep as soon as we entered the apartment. I was getting very tired and fought it long enough to get into the kitchen, grab a 15 inch knife, stab him in the heart, sever his head and rip his eyeballs out (trademark of mine). Just as I finish, I start to feel really tired and I notice the sun is coming out and I should proabaly feed so I don't go into torpor for a month. Waited around long enough, decided to go to an apartment next do when luckily enough, hhe owner walked in the door with grocries. After feeding I realize that the sun is now up and my baby girl was outside with bridgett. I'm overwhellmed by a feeling of utter lonliness and begin to feel thqt everyone I love and become close to will ultimatly be stripped away from me, if not killed before mye eyes.
So I begin to walk to the closet so I can get some rest and heal and find Bridgett in the clset holding a small skull still dirty with ashe in her arms. So I crawl in with her and try my best to comfort her, forgeting about me for a while.
I awake the next evening and carry bridgett out to the car with her skull. While on my way to my church I drive by what is a familiar SWAT van with some familiar auras eminatting from it. I stop the car, open the back door, and am gretted with two very half charred friends of mine. So I pick them up and carry them into the car, very carefully, and drive them back to the church to finish their slumber and have food waiting when they awake. I wlk into the church doors to find the 3 remaining members of my council there. They look at me very curiously as I pull two eyeballs from my pockets and roll them onto the table where they turn to ashe.
Let's just say my power is a bit more respected and they're a bit more wary to queation my authority. However, i come back only to find that the Sabbat are coming into our city, killing our kine and making themselves known to the mortals. So, I try my best to rally forces and call court.
Lynne and Cassie have since come to. I appoint Lynne to my council, since i've known her and her sire. Yet that still leaves two seats open on the primogen.
I open the seats to anyone who thinks they could defend the city at court. At this point, a very old friend walks forward. It's none other than Marcus, my sire. He looks just as he did when we'd meet for muffins at that small diner and the same as the last time I saw him. Before he left, letting me believe he was dead. I had no choice but to very willingly agree. As much as I resented him for leaving me, not teaching me what I needed to know, letting me suffer with dreams of his supposed death as he burned. Allowing me to be alone through everything I had been through. But I needed him, the primogen and the kindred in this city as well as the city needed him. And it was very good to see his face. i have to admit if there has been anything that I've longed for, it has been to see him again. And he couldn't come at a better time. I don't think I could do this on my own, I don't want to.
He suggests his norse friend for the other seat. Him being a friend of Marcus was enough, but to see him, let's just say he quite an image and he'd be an asset. Unlike the young tremere with her own motives trying for the seat. I discuss a plan of action and Cassie (young tremere) agrees to do some research for me. Court adjurned.
Marcus pulls me aside to talk. which I had every intention of doing if he didn't first. It's very good to be alone with him. To hear the soft tone in his voice that he would speak with when it was just us, when he'd tell me he loved me and needed only me by his side. But it wouldn't be my Marcus if he didn't ruin the moment by telling me what's been happening and what will happen. Apparently, he's been running the show all along, and has been for the past 100 something years. He Had Ragnusin in the palm of his hand while it was Ragnusin who had Alex, Mike & I in his. Almost every tragic thing that has happend to me, my friends, family and loved ones has been Marcus' hands. You can't imagine how it disgusts me. But wait, there's more. This has all also been done with a little help form his friends the Lycan's and Sabbat Bishop of GA so Marcus could rule GA with me as his queen, to rule over the Camirilla, Sabbat and Lycans alike.
I couldn't agree to that. He told me he'd give up the last 100 years of his life, all that he'd worked for to gain GA if I'd leave my city and go away with him to his islands. I couldn't agree to anything just yet. I didn't want to leave the only city I had known, my memories, my princeship that I'd worked for. Til then, I had him stay the night with me. The last time I shared a bed with anyone was Renee. It had been a very long time. But I needed it so badly. I had missed that kind of connection, one that I had only shared with Marcus. His lips felt so nice against mine. His teeth so gentle and warm against my neck. Almost like he never left. But this wasn't the same Marcus that knew, that I remembered. I never knew him to be so coniving, twisted and uhderhanded. I would never have thought this to be his doing. But none the less, I was in his arms again. In his embrace.
Teh following evening, I realized I had no choice as the news reported that the cumner, which I had just declared a temporary asylum, was now in flames. Leaving the city with 15 Kindred. I couldn't go with him to Georgia, I was already filled with enough guilt, self-ridicule and remorse. But I suppose I could lay low with him on his personal islands and start a new.
Once I told him, we were whisked off to the airport in a limo to his personal jet, being escorted by lycans. I still don't understand how Marcus did all theis to be with me. Flying over the city, I watch all the places I hade come to know burn away into the night. So many places I knew as home at one time were set a blaze that night. It was the closest I had come to daylight in a very long time. |
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| Reader's Digest Version, maybe I'll fill ya in later |
[Jun. 15th, 2004|03:33 am] |
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| |  satisfied | ] |
| [ | music |
| | ironic-alanis | ] |
I have a lot of catching up to do.
Let's see, I watched Renee die as a priest took it upon himself to rid the world of her on our way home. Let's just say, it pissed me off none the less. Which is probably why I charged at him literally tearing him in half with my hands as they burn away. Of course i managed to take his rosary and eyeballs with me. Only to mail them off to his family and congrigation. Which, I later visited and, well, "aquired" a few new family members.
mike, Alex and I kept getting in trouble wherever we went, only to find we were only a pawn in a very large and complex plan. And we played right along. Eventually, Alex put an end to that situation and we'll leave it at that. So, the city needed a leader. Who better than a member of the primogen and a pupil of the last Prince.
He he. I love my new tiara. |
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| The Most Amazing Tree |
[Apr. 6th, 2004|02:15 am] |
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I saw this tree tonight and it's all that I've been able to think about. I'm going to be drawing a series of this tree. It was just so incredibly amazing. I stood there in awe of it for what seemed like days, nights, weeks. But only for a few hours. The roots were mostly exposed. The tree looked heavy, with it's twisted branches and trunk. Roots thatcould grab you. And the leaves. The most gorgeous shade of green with veins that seemed to dance. There weren't many of them. It seemed that the tree was dead, but still had the most beautiful life springing out of its branches. This tree haunts me now. When I sleep, I see this tree. I see a tree, i think of that tree. It's like it's a person. It's very strange. I'd go to visit it again, but I don't think I'd move once I got another look at it. It's as if there's this spell over me and I'm not able to move and all I can do is admire it's beauty and wonder what it's like to be that tree. So tall and large, yet frail and twisted, a tree that makes it's presence known among a whole forest of other trees.
On a side note, watched this angel die. And some guy, name started with a "z", seemed to piss Mike and Alex off enough. not quite sure what their deal was.
Wanted us to kill this weirwolf for him in exchange for info. So we went into the woods to find him and that's where i found this beautiful tree. the one i just finished writing about. maybe i'll get renee to find the tree and bring me some leaves. I'm doing everything i can to stay away from the tree, but it calls to me.
The last thing I remember is mike standing over this bloody weirwolf that we were sent to kill. I didn't think he was possible of doing the damage that someone did. He's not that skilled. Nor are his nails that long.
Now we're surrounded by the wolf's buddies and they want answers. I have my back to that tree, and I'm trying not to think about it. But my foot is on one of it's trunks and i keep looking down at it. So Mike starts talking to them. I had no clue what's been going on. I technically wasn't there. And then Alex runs off. Damn pussy.
We finally get out of that mess. Don't remember how, kept thinking about Willow (I've decided to give the tree a name, just because it is so much more than just a tree with a very sad soul). And we find Alex with about 5 bullet holes in him. he pissed off a cop apparently. That's what ya get for runnin' your stupid ass away and deserting your friends. Dumbass bastard |
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[Apr. 5th, 2004|01:12 am] |
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| |  predatory | ] |
Ok, so I now have 2 new friends. Alex (that guy from the diner, nice car) and this semi-buddy of his, Micheal. Should be interesting. |
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| Boom! |
[Apr. 4th, 2004|09:56 pm] |
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| |  confused | ] |
Marcus never showed up at the diner we always used to meet at tonight. That's not like him to say he'll be somewhere and not show. It worried me a bit. Still does.
SOme guy named Alex came in. Sat himself down across from me while I was waiting. He's a bit curious. Wanted to know a bunch.
After waiting for aobut 2 hours, decide it's a good idea to go home.
There was some exlposion at this church not to far down from my loft a little later. Completely destroyed the place. I don't think I'll go out tonight. Too many cops out. |
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| This isn't completely my doing.... |
[Mar. 31st, 2004|08:27 pm] |
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I blame this on Renee. It's all your fault Renee.
Anyways, I'm logging the thoughts in my head and the events that cause these thoughts in my head for the hopes that in the future I may draw some insight from my past experiences. Who knows, maybe one day I'll write a "fictioucious" novel on the matter and make lotsa money.
I'm other matters, things are going great with Marcus and I. He's still trying to convince me to move in with him. As much as I love my time with him, I'm not ready for that. I just think he's jealous of Renee. Anyways, he's taking me out to dinner. Chinese sounds good. He he. Maybe I'll even let him spend the day. I'm glad things between him and I going back to the way things were while I was married. But I'll leave that story for another day and time.
Anyways, I must get ready. Tonight should be fun.
-kali |
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