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  1. #1
    Mable Wood's Avatar

    Warden of the Sacred Grove
    Presence
    (girl next door)
    Striking Looks
    (Wholesome)
    Mable Wood

    ((1909) Crone Hosted Court)Glamour 1 Spent
    +1
    SL
    2
    PRE

    The Temple was dark tonight. More so than usual, with all the candles extinguished. The only source of light came from sixteen electroluminescent wires strung from wall to floor all across the ritual room, casting pale blue illumination on the surroundings. Cleverly hidden cables connect them to a piano, situated in the room's far corner, where shadows obscure it almost completely.

    Each and every blue wire has a small note attached to it - the handwriting says 'touch me'. If struck, the electric currents will trigger the piano's keyes, and part of a melody will be heard. Strike another wire, and you'll hear further beats. All together, the guests have a chance of turning the Temple into one massive instrument. To keep their interest, the pre-programmed pieces change over time, starting with Beethoven, then onto Chopin, Ravel, Prokofiev,and Duke Ellington, taking turns every hour.

    But music is not the only thing coloring the night of Court. Haunting silhouettes stare at the gathered Kindred from walls, their contours made ethereal in the blue light. Above the main door, a gaping maw, long and bubbling dark red tongue stretching out as frail and weak beings outlined in black struggled to climb in, dark shadows of buildings in the background. Near it, a small brass plaque reads 'Running, Running'

    On a wall to the right, a demonic horse, veins and black sinew twisting together, rows of sharp rotten teeth in place of a normal mouth. Upon the horse, a figure was attached - a woman, human and pale, thin and sickly, her legs connected to the horse where she would remain forever. And in her arms, the image of a child - alive and free from the prison its mother was now bound to, and with a future bright - even as blackened trees collapsed around them. A symbol of a cycle so far unending. The plaque near this one reads 'All'.

    To the left, a ship floating over a wasteland with survivors on its deck - beings that resembled Kindred, now bound by something bigger than themselves. Upon the masts and hanging on the sides were symbols occult and vampiric; signs of Invictus and Lancea, Crone and Ordo... and Carthian. All unified on one vessel, combined into something that would survive this bleak future. A symbol of unity among the ruins of the past. 'In Darkness', informs a piece of brass.

    All plaques have one thing in common - an engraved inscription 'By Seth Kind, master painter; 2019. The Circle's gratitude is with him'.

    The Temple smells slightly of lilac and gooseberry. It is ready for the grand opening.

    Another evening; another Danse. For some it will their first, for some it shall be their last. After all, this is the Prince's Elysium, and subject to the Laws of the Domain.

    Eternal Court
    is open once more...Please remember that
    Predator's Taint is in effect
    and role-play is expected, or rolls will be asked for!

    This is a great place to get
    Acknowledged


  2. #2
    Mable Wood's Avatar

    Warden of the Sacred Grove
    Presence
    (girl next door)
    Striking Looks
    (Wholesome)
    Mable Wood

    +1
    SL
    2
    PRE

    Mable arrived early to make sure she was there to greet others as they arrived. She was wearing a black dress and black strappy shoes.

    She smiled when she realized there was nothing left for her to do. "The place looks wonderful, Thomas." She said warmly.

  3. #3
    Derek Menzies's Avatar

    Known as "Derek Mitnick"
    Presence
    (Insecure)
    Derek Menzies

    Known as "Derek Mitnick"

    1
    PRE

    The former Deputy arrives on time to the Temple. He has been here once before but it looks far different than he remembers. The decorations and wiring, the music and lighting, brought a very different feel to this space.

    Knowing the Keeper, it should not be surprising that the Crone would seek to host their gathering. But it is disconcerting for the meek Mekhet. Though it is proclaimed to be an Elysium, Derek feels more vulnerable nonetheless. Most likely temporary for this occasion. Would some among them forget this detail? Perhaps once the elders arrive he might be more convinced. The press of beasts from these predators fill him with the usual chilling fear that grips his weak Vitae.

    Back to his usual hoodie ensemble of black and gray, the thin framed Shadow approaches the evening's hosts.

    "G..good evening, Hierophant and Keeper. You are most, um, gracious to allow us to gather in your sanctum tonight. Such an interesting ornamentation. Does it bear some, uh, significance, if I might ask?"

    Eyes trace over to one of the plaques nearby. "Really? Mr. Kind's handiwork?" he says with some surprise. So he wasn't kidding about the interest in art.

  4. #4
    T
    Thomas Boyle

    "That it does" The Ventrue answers Mable, with no small dose of pride in his voice. As the sole occupant of the Temple, he was the first to be here, and will remain long after the Court has moved on "Creation is Power"

    Their first guest is of weak Blood, and Thomas' Beast bares its fangs at him before it's leashed by Man and his conventions. Deputy Mitnick. Or will it be Sheriff Mitnick soon?

    "Good evening, Deputy" the Hierophant's voice is warm, his hand extended in greeting and lips curled up in a smile working in concert to produce a homely atmosphere "The Prince has decided her Domain needs some more... diversity, when it comes to places for our monthly gatherings. The Circle gladly stepped up to the challenge. I hope you find the result satisfactory" Even if the real litmus paper will be the reactions of the Archon, the Prince... and the Seneschal, if she makes it in time.

    And as for the 'ornamentations' "Yes, the paintings were made by Mr. Kind at my request. And yes, everything you see, hear and smell here today has meaning. Specifically, it pertains to the various facets of our shared experience" What he - and the others - do with that hint is for them to decide.

  5. #5
    Seth Kind's Avatar

    The Barren Thief
    Dexterity
    (slender figure)
    Composure
    Status
    (Criminals. "Sable")
    Contacts
    (Criminals)
    Seth Kind

    1
    OCC
    1
    PRE

    Seth Kind was noticeably punctual to court today- partially to see how his artwork had held up (and perhaps, hoping to hear and see reactions and interpretations of it), and partially due to the change in scenery for today's event. The scent was pleasant enough- and without a club scene to wade through first it became somewhat more.

    The thief was a bit... Surprised... At the plaques. Was it mere gratitude? The thief had thought the point clear to Thomas, that gratification would not be reward enough. And "Master Painter"? The thief's ego could certainly show, but he'd hardly call himself a master.

    "The Circle is With Him" was another thing that could have some interesting implications, given what Thomas knew. Whatever this was, it certainly promised the thief no end of talking points tonight.


    Another suit today, though the thief was almost getting used to wearing them. Almost.
    "Mr. Boyle! A pleasure- I enjoy what you've done to the place- the plaques are new, were they your work?" And upon closer inspection, could they be screwed off? Perhaps, replaced with something else in the dark of the night?
    Anything else?

  6. #6
    Patience's Avatar

    Presence
    (Blunt)
    Contacts
    (Street)
    Patience

    Nosferatu Curse
    Something is...off about Patience’s face. Or is it her body as a whole, the way she carries herself? Something’s not quite right in any event, though you can never seem to say exactly what that may be. A subtle asymmetry of her features, an odd cock of the eye or twist of the lips? A barely detectable wrongness in the set of her limbs, in the rhythm of her walk? An unlocatable strangeness: it’s all the more disquieting because that ‘something’ can’t be named, tracked down, and assigned a place. In fact, it seems to change moment to moment, depending on where she is in the room and where you are in relation to her.

    -1
    NOS
    2
    PRE

    Patience appears in the entrance of the temple wearing the vestments of her office: a black robe made of some rough fabric. Something like a monk's habit, though simpler. Its sleeves are long and its hem reaches the floor. The hood is thrown back and her hair is a loose mass of dirty brown. Dirty, bare feet can be glimpsed beneath the hem of her robe when she walks, her boots having been removed and left outside the door. Did she wear this garb the whole way here or don it just before entry? Unclear.

    Tonight, Patience is representing the Dark Faith on heretical grounds. And she carries herself as such, hands clasped before her, head held high on a rigid neck. Her curse transforms this performance into a grotesque mockery. She looks like a misshapen statue of some minor saint. This she knows and this she accepts.

    The assault of other Beasts takes her at the door. For a moment, she grimaces. It is an ugly look. Her eyes bulge and her mouth screws up. The skin on her face seems to pull tight on her skull. Something shifts inside of her, like a swarm of vermin. Some nest of stinging insects that has been disturbed. Patience suppresses the urge to kill or to flee and steps further into the temple. Instead, she approaches the other Damned.

    "Keeper Wood, Hierophant," the use of his title is an affront, but necessary. This is their place. "Good evening." Derek and Seth are afforded an appraising glance of her corpse-like eyes and a subtle nod of the head. "I am Patience," she says to these unfamiliar Dead Men. "Bishop of the Lancea Sanctum and Priscus of the Nosferatu." Her titles are not given in pride. They are points of fact.

    The changes to decor since her last visit go unremarked. For now.

  7. #7
    Aiden Whitney's Avatar

    Aiden Whitney
    Presence
    (Charming)
    Allies
    (Finance)
    Barfly
    Contacts
    (Finance)
    Status
    (Master's Degree)
    Aiden Whitney

    4
    PRE

    Aiden strolled into the Temple with curious eyes. Between the morbid artwork and the eerie blue light his mind was wandering to all manner of dark places. Fascinating pieces. It's an almost optimistic view of our condition.

    Before he could ponder the work, though, the Lord caught sight of the others. Rage. Flashes of gnashing teeth and rending claws. A compulsive all-consuming anger swept through Aiden's body. All his thought reduced to the simple animalistic urge to devour those around him. To collapse into the maw of the Beast.

    Then it passed. As it almost always did. A warm smile crept across his face, and Aiden moved towards the assembled kindred. His arms stretched low at his side, palms out, as a symbol of peaceful intent. "Good eveningeveryone." He gave a slight bow of his head. "I am Aiden Whitney. Newly arrived Lord from Domain of Detroit." Each face was committed to memory. If this indeed became his new home, he was sure he would call on all of them some day.

  8. #8
    Alessandra's Avatar
    Presence
    (Commanding)
    Striking Looks
    (Tattooed Beauty)
    Blood Potency(+1)
    Status
    (Criminals)
    Retainer
    (Gabriel)
    First thing you will notice about Ale is the abundance of her tattoos. They go from her face all the way to her feet, and not much is left bare. The second thing? Her strong Italian accent.

    Known as Sofia De Luca

    Gabriel, Ghoul
    Cain, Hell Hound
    Alessandra Scenes
     -2 Vitae for Blush of Life and Drink, 
     
     

    +1
    SL
    4
    PRE

    She wasn’t entirely sure what to expect from the Crone. But she was giving them a chance to show their worth to the Domain.

    So tonight, she was dressing a bit differently. Well, a bit different for her. Black sheer tights covered her heavily tattooed legs, while a leather skirt made of what appeared to be belts, wrapped around her waist. Short enough to draw attention for sure. A leather top, made similarly covered her top. Well, the parts that would be considered indecent. Tattoos were on display on her stomach, sides and back. One peaked out from beneath the top from between her breasts. Dark hair was loosely piled on her head, small pieces hanging down and grazing her bare shoulders. There were just as many, if not more, tattoos covering her fingers, hands and arms. Her lips were blood red, and a hundred- and twenty-pound Hell Hound walked beside her, hate and murder in its eyes.

    As she walked in, her notices the changes to the building. Seemed Thomas had indeed been busy. The art work was glanced at, but soon forgotten. It wasn’t her taste. The lighting was interesting, and the smell? Well, different.

    Stilettos carried her into the room, her Beast raging in her head. Demanding the flesh of the weak, demanding new art be made with it. But, that wouldn’t be polite. And she was nothing but polite.

    Instead? The Savage wears a coy smile as she observes. Who would approach? Who would keep their distance? Each move telling in its own way. Cain stands at her side, an unmoving mass of pure muscle.
    Alessandra Antinori │BP 6│Strong Italian Accent

  9. #9
    Kaze
    Matt Joule
    Dirt Nap
    Alfonso Franco
    Kaze

    Striking Looks (Fit and Healthy Glow) 2
    Matt Joule
    Dirt Nap
    Alfonso Franco

    +2
    SL
    3
    PRE

    Wrong account

  10. #10
    Dirt Nap's Avatar

    Presence
    (Watching)
    New Identity Clayton Jordan Carter
    Obfuscate 2 Mask of Tranquility
    Occultation (Vampire)
    Dirt Nap

    1
    OCC
    2
    PRE

    Dirt enters wearing presentable if not quite formal attire, a dress shirt and clean, pressed trousers, and a cowboy hat held at his side. He takes an immediate interest in the art, particularly the painting with the demonic horse.


    Dirt Nap nods respectfully at those in attendance already.

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