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| Topic Started: Wednesday, 19. March 2014, 19:31 (805 Views) | |
| Malia | Wednesday, 19. March 2014, 19:31 Post #1 |
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In the basement of an autoshop garage there lays a haven. Not a dry wet moldy haven, but a Ventrue haven, and that means comfort. This particular haven was heavily bricked over and well sealed. The owners of the garage didn't even remember they used to have a basement and they had dug a side tunnel and hidden an entrance a lot over, then sealed up, dry-walled over and hidden any proof that it existed from their perspective. As havens go it was small, barely three rooms. One room had been converted to a changing room. Three mirrors and a wardrobe full of various outfits, a makeup dresser and a comfortable chair where the owner could alter her looks each evening when she awoke. The second room had a table and a wireless router, just waiting for a computer to get set up along with a comfortable chair. The last room was the one of interest. Locked away behind a steel door with a Do Not Disturb sign spray painted on it. For it was inside this room that the beast truly laired and lived. Behind this door was a soft red carpet, a white steel four post canopy bed, done entire in soft pink linens and silks. A glass cabinet sat on one wall filled with tiny porcelain dolls safe behind lock and key. Resting nude upon the bed was a slim woman, barely into her twenties by appearance, her black hair pulled into a simple ponytail behind her head. With a sparkling pen she wrote away in a book of soft pink upholstered cover. A diary. "Dear Diary: Today I ran into that Yukiko girl whose mother Jason was so fixated upon. I allowed her to think upon me once more. Needless to say she wasn't thrilled to remember how I had meddled in her life before. The little slut remembers my Kiss well enough though, I could smell her arousal and I never laid a finger on her. I sent her scampering home to tell Jason that I was in town, and that our feud wasn't forgotten. For now I'm playing by a tight set of rules. I don't want the savage to kill me after all. I just want to make him pay for stealing Styv's love for me. It wasn't fair that the filthy Gangrel got all the wealth and business connections, while I was forced to take endless dinner conversation and try to prove over and over again that I could avoid stabbing my host with a fork. Still, Yuki is kind of cute and she makes the most adorable sounds when she's being bitten. I'm going to have to play with her more. I think Jason really loves her though, so I'll have to walk a quiet tight rope to avoid enraging him enough to try and hurt me. That's all for now Diary. Bye, I love you." |
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| Malia | Wednesday, 19. March 2014, 19:38 Post #2 |
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"Dear Diary: Tonight I convinced Celestia to be my best friend. Poor thing was pathetically easy to manipulate. Still she's cute in her own cuddly sort of way. I'm going to refrain from doing anything that'll tip off Jason and the others to the fact that the little purple haired princess is compromised. She'll be a wonderful source of information. And she's setting me up a nice gaming computer. Always nice to have someone to do something for me. Be nice to game on occasion again. Mostly it'll be good to be able to talk to her whenever I want. As long as Yuki doesn't see me they'll have no real reason to know who I am. I'll have to think of a good screen name that does not say "Evil Vampire Girl"... actually. That's exactly the name I'll use. EvilVampGirl nobody would expect a real vampire to use a name like that. It is nice to have someone to talk to. Too bad so many people are just, completely retarded. Like that Malkavian I ran into. He just went every which way during our conversation. If he hadn't seemed like such a spaz I might have looked into being able to use him for something. But what's the point of trying to work with someone THAT unreliable? There just isn't one. Oh well. I got a new doll! The little brown porcelain cherokee doll I wanted came in. Black eyes, lovely black hair. She's even in a genuine leather dress with authentic bead work." |
English Norwegian Spanish I'm bad, and that's good. I will never be good, and that's not bad. There's no one I'd rather be than me.![]() | |
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| Malia | Thursday, 20. March 2014, 03:18 Post #3 |
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"Dear Diary I ran into Yukiko at a club. She didn't see me so I snuck up on her and ordered her to be my friend for the evening. I originally planned to just mark her, leave her with a permanent reminder of how helpless she was before me. I figured to make it less risky I'd at least find out something she'd like. If I push Jason too far he'll kill me outright and I don't want that, no matter how much I hate him. I was stupid though. I ordered her to speak to me honestly. It... bothered me. Her opinion of me. It's not fair. I killed Daddy to make Kristoffer happy. I got the Hauke oil fortune transferred to his stupid museum charity. But did he love me? NO. He loved Jason and Jason's knowledge of antiques. He praised JASON and just told me again and again what a cruel little savage I was. That GIRL had no right to feel PITY for me. Pity because the Blood Bond enslaved me. How DARE she imply that the only reason I hated Jason was because the bond made me love Kristoffer like a second father. Styv should have loved ME more than Jason. He SHOULD HAVE. But he didn't. He loved that mongrel man and his Noble roots. I'm sorry diary. I got you all red. I hate that girl for her pity. I hate her for her beautiful skin and how she can have that lovely tattoo. She thinks my tattoos aren't beautiful. She knows nothing of the Patryn people and their suffering. Just like I suffered trying to be that perfect little princess for Mother. Then Father smothered me, trying to make me talk about how sad I was when Momma died. I wasn't sad, I was happy. Happy that bitch couldn't live out her dreams of a second childhood again. Then Styv was just like Momma. Talk like this, walk like this, dress like this. Impress people. Image is everything. The whole time Jason was perfectly blending in, pointing out my flaws and staring at me with those pitying eyes. Pitying what a crusty little vagabond I was compared to him. I hate them all! I hate them I hate them I hate them! Nobody loves me for me. Never have, never will! Just me and you diary." |
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| Malia | Saturday, 22. March 2014, 00:31 Post #4 |
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Dear Diary: The meeting with the Gangrel who was able to fix the dog race is tonight. I don't anticipate any real problems but you know how dogs can be. It's so easy to get their fur up and then you're stuck trying to calm down an angry mongrel instead of getting real work done. He wants to meet in a dance club, of all places. The old one eyed man looks like some sort of odd pirate and he wants to meet where children and young adults go to dance and get laid. Strange choice but whatever. Since he pulled off what he said I'll see about getting him a place at the Racecourse working nights. If he can keep fixing the races we can both stand to make a huge profit. Hopefully he doesn't do anything stupid. That'd be a nice change. |
English Norwegian Spanish I'm bad, and that's good. I will never be good, and that's not bad. There's no one I'd rather be than me.![]() | |
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| Malia | Wednesday, 9. April 2014, 23:04 Post #5 |
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"Dear Diary: I ran into that crazy Malkavian again at the Camarilla Elysium. He was somewhat less insane this time around so he might be one of those "only nuts on occasion" types of Lunatics. Either way it was fun taunting him. The bartender of the Elysium was a mortal, a ghoul. My guess is pretty old too. Aside from being decent to look at he was slick, calm and had impeccable manners. The same vibes that Kristoffer's ghoul gave off, and he was 70. I'd guess this one was even better trained, which would mortify Kristoffer to think that a ROSE of all things had a more genteel servant than he does. Then the Keeper came in. She seems... experienced. But there was something weird about her. She was like some kind of fucking junkie jonesing for a fix. I'm not sure what her problem was. All I know is I hope I fucked Jason's little plans for his own Anarch Elysium solidly. With luck there'll be some Keeper on Jason ass kicking and I'll get to just sit back and laugh at the ass beating he gets handed for his arrogance. The woman didn't seem the sort to let an insult slide. " |
English Norwegian Spanish I'm bad, and that's good. I will never be good, and that's not bad. There's no one I'd rather be than me.![]() | |
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| Malia | Wednesday, 9. April 2014, 23:04 Post #6 |
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"Dear Diary: Met with Niko once again. His true name is Iakov Reznik apparently. He seems to grasp that we can't fuck around doing this if we want to milk the racing system for the long term. That's good. Hopefully he's experienced enough not to try and make too much money on each race. I tried to point out that the race tracks keeps eyes out for statistical anomalies like races where too many people made money or the odds got thrown too far out of whack. We'll have to see if he actually LISTENS to me. That'd be a nice change. It's sad that so many people have abilities that would be useful for me to have and I'm forced to rely on stupid or incompetent help. Frustration is not the word for it." |
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| Malia | Friday, 25. April 2014, 13:53 Post #7 |
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"Dear Diary: I was captured by the Prince of the Camarilla here in London. He used DOMINATE on me. Forced me to talk about Jason. Then kept me prisoner until I agreed to join his group. It just proves that when you have the power, you can do whatever you want. Well, one day I will have the power. I will have all the power I need to do whatever I want. I don't care who I have to destroy to get that power. It will be mine and then I will be beholden to NOBODY. I won't live forever under the shackles of others." |
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| Malia | Friday, 25. April 2014, 13:58 Post #8 |
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"OH GOD I KILLED A BABY! I didn't mean too. I didn't know she was pregnant. I just wanted to turn her and leave her hungry enough that she'd attack Jason's ghoul when he showed up for his next date. I thought it might be nice to have someone around my own age who I could spend time with. I... I didn't know she was pregnant. I didn't know! I never would have killed her if I knew she had a baby inside... I had to clean it up. Oh gods it was just a lump of fle- This portion of the text is obliterated by a dark red stain that covers the page from this point down almost to the bottom. "-didn't know I was a damned creature before, I surely know now. I'll never be able to make it up to that poor woman. But I'll try. She'll hate me forever, and I can't say I blame her." "What am I going to do? How do you make it up to someone for killing their baby? I don't think there's anything I could give her that would make up for it. I am a monster. I've been so wrapped up in getting back at Jason that I didn't see just how mad I was growing. I can't... I don't.... How do I change now? I've dedicated a decade to ruining him. Now I've killed a baby because of my hatred. Is it worth it? Am I worse than he is now? I don't... I have to think. I have to find a way to clear my head." |
English Norwegian Spanish I'm bad, and that's good. I will never be good, and that's not bad. There's no one I'd rather be than me.![]() | |
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| Malia | Friday, 16. May 2014, 15:24 Post #9 |
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"Dear Diary: I met another Gangrel, Marcus Bedeux. This one travels around in a limo and fancies himself something of a master of the world I guess. Either way he hates to give a straight answer and I wouldn't trust him with a broken gun not to shoot me in the back. My work to make contacts in the London Underground is progressing. The British Firms are a bit harder to infiltrate than I would have expected so I'm going to pose as a Bratva negotiator and see if that gains me access to some of the people with the right connections. Once I get them transferring money into the accounts I want it won't matter if they trust me or not. I'll have the financing I need and they won't be able to get the cash back." |
English Norwegian Spanish I'm bad, and that's good. I will never be good, and that's not bad. There's no one I'd rather be than me.![]() | |
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| Malia | Thursday, 5. June 2014, 23:12 Post #10 |
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Dear Diary: I am going to make Thresher pay. He DEFIED me. He had the gall to resist my charms AND my powers. I'm going to ruin him. Completely. I'll replace him with my hand picked successor and leave him broken and destroyed I swear it. NOBODY says no to me. To imagine that tin plated tyrant thinks he can just tell me NO. I negotiated with Yakuza. I worked up to a Captaincy in the Bratva in Tokyo! I am NOT some bubble headed bimbo he can just push around because his Firm got there first. He is going to pay, slowly, agonizingly. Maybe he'd like it if I mesmerized him so that he could only sleep after eating a nice heaping pile of dog shit. Or I took every memory of sex he'd ever had and replaced it with him fucking a diarrhetic goat! I will destroy him, this I swear. I will see him crawl on his knees and piss my pumps and his money will go into my bank accounts. I swear it! I'm not sure I trust Niko as much as I should. I thought I could use him for muscle but he got that gleam in his eye. I've seen enough ambitious underlings in my time to know when one of them might be feeling a bit on the ambitious side. I don't need to settle my accounts with the Firm only to have Niko steal my turf out from under me. Perhaps calming down a little and taking things slow would be alright. Once the accountant is firmly under my control, whatever his name is, I'll use that to gain a handle on Thresher and we'll see where things go. I might let him live if it means keeping Niko from getting too uppity for his own good. |
English Norwegian Spanish I'm bad, and that's good. I will never be good, and that's not bad. There's no one I'd rather be than me.![]() | |
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| Malia | Friday, 6. June 2014, 00:00 Post #11 |
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"Dear Diary: We need to talk. Sweety I've been avoiding you a bit and I'm sorry. You an me, we need to make some friends. Well me, you stay here where nobody can see you. I am so... ugh. All of the Kings here are total stick in the muds. I don't think any of them have a tattoo and I'm think their heads would burst into flames if they told a fucking joke. It's so depressing. I'm sure they all think I'm just a stupid thug. Which is fine. When they discover I've amassed more power than them and I take over things, then they'll learn not to judge a book by it's cover. I just have no idea how to do that. This city is so frustrating. Aside from that Lunatic and all those gangrel I keep stumbling over, and those two whatever they were with their dream pies... I have not met ANYONE worth cultivating. The Kings are so boring, the Roses are... well nonexistent as far as I can tell. I'd try and make friends with the Sheriffs on principle but they're always out doing super secret sheriff stuff and I have no idea how to meet them. Besides, they saw how the Prince humiliated me and I'm not sure I could get over that. I did have fun recently skateboarding through town and shooting old people with that paintball gun I had molded to look like a peacekeeper plasma pistol. I'm covered from neck to hands to feet in Death Gate Cycle tattoos and I can't even find someone to talk about ANYTHING interesting with. Or gods forbid do anything fun. Like smash stuff. Sure I can make mortals do whatever I want. I've got a kicking Mercedes now. But still. I want an immortal I can have fun terrifying the night with. What's the point of being young and beautiful forever if you're stuck with a bunch of people determined to act like old fogies and ice queens? Ugh. Love you Diary. |
English Norwegian Spanish I'm bad, and that's good. I will never be good, and that's not bad. There's no one I'd rather be than me.![]() | |
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| Malia | Sunday, 15. June 2014, 13:31 Post #12 |
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Dear Diary: Met an old Brujah today. Colonel something or other. He asked a lot of personal questions at first but I put a stop to that. Then he spontaneously offered to help with my evening business. Who does that? He has no idea what I'm about, what I do. But even without knowing what I do he wanted a slice of the action. I'm going to have to keep my eye on him. Make sure he doesn't start following me around or something to gain an in on my business dealings. Talk to you later sweety. |
English Norwegian Spanish I'm bad, and that's good. I will never be good, and that's not bad. There's no one I'd rather be than me.![]() | |
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| Malia | Sunday, 15. June 2014, 13:35 Post #13 |
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Dear Diary Alessandra Carter, or that's the name she gave. New Ventrue in town. Nice to see a WOMAN around doing business. I'm not sure that tall Blucher clone counts. That ice queen was creepy. Still, two new Ventrue in town and both women. Break up the old boys club pretty handily, which works for me. Who knows, maybe we'll make a few deals and if the Prince ever loses his head I'll step up and take his place. Heh, I would make a wonderful Prince I think. A bit lighter on the paperwork, a bit harder on the beheadings. And why not if I have the power? I suppose I couldn't behead EVERYONE that upset me. They'd call me a tyrant or something and depose me. People just don't know the value of a good despot anymore. Such a pity. Later love! |
English Norwegian Spanish I'm bad, and that's good. I will never be good, and that's not bad. There's no one I'd rather be than me.![]() | |
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| Malia | Sunday, 15. June 2014, 22:22 Post #14 |
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Dear Diary: Today a man I didn't know died, or got so torn up he's hibernating. What a loser! What kind of dumbass gets stuck in torpor when they're supposed to be running the Ventrue interests in the city? I mean that's just pathetic. And he took some ghoul or something with him? Well, at least it was a two-for-one deal. One less dangler to stand in the way of my inevitable rise to power I guess. Haha, maybe I'll get made Whip? Oh that would be amusing. I'm not actually sure there's much competition between me and the position, but you never know. I'll probably have to schmooze some womanizing old prig to get the position. I am NOT putting up with anyone's wandering hands. He tries anything and I'll mesmerize him until he can't touch anything without feeling spiders crawling up the inside of his pants. That'll learn him. Sleep Well diary love! |
English Norwegian Spanish I'm bad, and that's good. I will never be good, and that's not bad. There's no one I'd rather be than me.![]() | |
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| Malia | Friday, 20. June 2014, 17:44 Post #15 |
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Dear Diary: I had dinner with a certain Mr. Thresher today. After drinking some wine with a bit of my blood in it he was certainly better company. Turns out his bodyguard Grace is former military. I haven't gotten Thresher quite where I want him yet, but we're working up to it. I'll be meeting him again in a week's time to discuss business further. I'll continue to feed him blood until he's willing to do whatever I want. Then that fancy willpower of his is all going to be working for MY benefit. I did find out some interesting things. He has an estranged daughter named Amelia. They had a falling out when her mother died. The spoiled brat blames daddy just because he's a crime lord. Probably doesn't stop her from using his money. I'll find out more about the girl in our next meeting. She sounds like exactly the kind of leverage I might need to bring Thresher to heel. Once he's mine I'll work things until I'm running his Firm. When enough of London's crime is under my control, well, that'll be the fun times won't it? People will definitely take me more seriously when I have the power of the Firms at my disposal. Sleep sweet Diary-dear! |
English Norwegian Spanish I'm bad, and that's good. I will never be good, and that's not bad. There's no one I'd rather be than me.![]() | |
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| Malia | Friday, 18. July 2014, 15:18 Post #16 |
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Dear Diary Jason had the GALL to assault me! I was waiting outside his house planning on taking his precious little Yuki on a harmless joy ride and that filthy gangrel dog ATTACKED ME. He trapped in an alley and used his claws to rip my poor body to shreds. I had to REGROW TWO FINGERS... it took days, DAYS, for the damage to heal. I had to drain and kill two fucking hookers to get enough blood to do the healing. Worse I had to turn to Lisbeth Blucher in need and now owe her a Boon. While she and I are forming a political alliance that I hope to be quite profitable I dislike being the partner in the debt side of the agreement. But I needed a ride out of that filthy alleyway and I couldn't afford to risk the Masquerade. It was her or Niko and I was not about to put my hands into another Gangrel's reach just then. At least I amused myself by sending a couple of low level Bratva thugs to Niko to play with. His portion of the winnings of late were particularly large so I felt a discrete guard was in order. One doesn't just stuff 50,000 pounds in a tree and walk away. I have no doubt the greedy little Gangrel would have claimed the cash and then told me he never got paid. After all, that'd be the smart thing to do. I have to admire his avarice. Jeremy wants to see me for something. That wasn't an option while I was injured. I couldn't let ANYONE see me while I was torn up. The wounds would have been too clearly fatal for anyone not in the know, besides, I have my dignity to consider. Now that I'm fully recovered I can meet with him. With luck it'll be about the Whip position, assuming Lisbeth did as she swore and backed me for the position. That's all for now diary. My new fingers are still tender and writing hurts. |
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| Malia | Thursday, 24. July 2014, 18:05 Post #17 |
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Dear Diary Thresher is moderately enamored with me. He's a cold stubborn bastard so it's hard to control him, even with the positive affection. I'm going to have to plan things out carefully. I don't want to bring him up to a full bond, to great a chance he'll try to make me a trophy wife or some intolerable bullshit like that. I did make arrangements to visit with his bodyguard Grace under the guise of acquiring my own muscle. I even got her to drink some of the tainted wine, so she should be feeling a bit more in league with my desires. Once I've gathered enough information about Thresher's businesses and person lives I'll know the buttons to push to control him. I'll see what Grace knows about this cunt of a daughter of his and perhaps going through HER will be the best method of controlling him. We shall see. In other business, Jeremy suffered an attack of paranoia and seems to have done his best to alienate the entire Clan. He used disciplines on both Lisbeth and Lessa in an attempt to force them to his will, ineptly. For myself I'm simply going to refuse to meet with him anywhere but the Muse. He can't be trusted. He has neither the strength or will or the strength character to control a Clan like ours. He is a pure yes-man. Spending his days licking the Prince's anus in hopes of getting a few scraps of dignity that might drop. The man disgusts me. Have a good day Diary! |
English Norwegian Spanish I'm bad, and that's good. I will never be good, and that's not bad. There's no one I'd rather be than me.![]() | |
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| Malia | Thursday, 24. July 2014, 18:36 Post #18 |
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Dear Diary My partner, is a moron. I send him a couple of goons so he can have a bit of a crew to work with. We're talking about increasing our productivity after all. Expand to more than one race track. Really get this money making business off the ground. What does he do with them? He feeds one to his dogs. Fair enough, one of them was pretty fucking stupid. Apparently however, he manages to let the other one get high as balls and then FEEDS on him. So I get a panicked, insane phone call from my business partner yelling about being POISONED of all things. Jeopardizing our entire business. All because he's too stupid to know you don't bite a drug addict before you go on a job. I swear to god if the old Gangrel weren't so useful for getting the horses to throw races I'd set him on fire and watch his bones smoke. Working with someone who seems unable to grasp simple concepts is a true burden. It really is. I may need to keep an eye open for better Gangrel. Or at least ones that possess even a smidgen of common sense. Like DON'T FEED FROM THE DRUGGED OUT MORTAL. Fucking imbecile. |
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| Malia | Thursday, 24. July 2014, 20:07 Post #19 |
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Dear Diary There are advantages of Niko's hatred of modern methodology. For instance because he doesn't provide the cash up front and doesn't know how to track the betting he has no way of knowing just how much money I put down on the horses. The average stats are 4/1 odds. Take this most recent job he managed to nearly completely fuck up with a drug binge. I put a bet down of 100,000 pounds, most of my nest egg in honesty. Thanks to Niko's horse tampering we collected 400,000 in winnings. Now of course dear Arthur the Accountant shifts 40,000 of that to Thresher (for now) and that leaves us with 360,000 in winnings. If Niko used electronic means he'd know that. But the fool insists I leave money in PARKS for him. Besides, he doesn't put anything up front, so all the risk if he fails is mine. So instead of getting 180,000 he'll be getting a nice payment of 90,000 in his usual place. I meanwhile shall recoup my 100,000 and make a nice 170,000 in profit on top of it. And people think that just because I work with thugs I don't have a head for business. It's too bad it takes nearly a month to fix each of these damned races. But still, we're steadily showing a profit and I've got Arthur setting up my money in some very nice high interest accounts and some very legal stock scenarios. |
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| Malia | Thursday, 31. July 2014, 17:41 Post #20 |
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Dear Diary, Grace has proven to be a wonderful font of information. Amelia, Thresher's daughter is attending Cambridge in Sutton. Shouldn't be too hard to visit the girl and do some serious interrogations and find out more about the man. Find out places to put pressure on him to get him off his game and get some influence over him. I'm not sure violence will be the right answer, but if nothing else she sounds about the right age to get a decent meal out of. She's interning at a law firm, so if nothing else I can use her to get access to legal resources and keep tabs on her. If she hates her father as much as it sounds she might just be working to develop evidence against her father. It also turns out that Thresher has two subordinates I might be able to gain access to and suborn to my own uses, he also reports to a Chairman, a sort of Kingpin of London. Now that would be a man to truly gain access too. But one step at a time. That's the key now a days. One step at a time. Nothing can stop me from building up my empire here in London as long as I'm patient and careful. I have quite a bit of planning to do. Love you sweety, sleep well while I go plot. |
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