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THE MONSTER OF EALING
Last night, several people reported the sighting of a "screaming red monster" in a quiet neighbourhood of Ealing. After a power shortage in the area, a building caught fire. It was then when, what was described as a "man shaped, footless creature" emerged from the flames, leaping, running, and screaming. One woman has told our reporters that the man had "teeth like a wolf, and the face of the devil". Police officers are still trying to get to the bottom of this; neither the power shortage nor the fire have still been explained. A spokesperson from Scotland Yard has stated that the "so called monster" might be a wounded person, escaping the fire.

TRAGEDY IN TOOLEY STREET
The police has found the bodies of three TFL workers in the construction site at Tooley Street. One of their colleagues raised the alarms last week, when the three workers didn't attend their shifts. The bodies of the men have been found in a deep hole, uncovered by the refurbishment works that are taking place in the area. According to the Police, the bodies were horribly mutilated, which has led to the wildest speculations. The names of the three workers are being kept anonymous, following the wishes of their families.

HOROSCOPE
MARCH 8 - PISCES
You are used to making sacrifices, to prioritising the happiness of others before yours. Even though that is a noble attitude, there are times in life where the only healthy alternative is to embrace your own selfishness and allow yourself some enjoyment. Reserve one hour per day to do something you really like. Treat yourself! Your colour for this month is blue.
Echoes from the past ring back into London. Their intensity increases until they are deafening. What once was a faded memory of a glorious time, now becomes a shocking reality. The consequences of actions taken decades ago ripple into the present, altering the lives of everybody in the City. Unguided and blind, Kindred wander around, trying to make profit out of the reigning chaos.


The appearance of four mysterious figures turned the city upside down. Mistrust and jealousy became the official currency of London. Serpents and fiends rise to power, misdirecting the blaming eyes of the Camarilla towards imaginary enemies. Only those with clear vision and the ability to trust each other strive, while the rest run towards a shallow grave.



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Current Chronicle: Dragons and Lions; Pride and Fire
Current Season: Spring
Controlling Sect: Camarilla



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East London
West London
South London
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Population: 31

Camarilla
Anarchs
Other
Ventrue: 1
Toreador: 5 (6)
Brujah: 2 (3)
Malkavian: 7
Tremere: 2
Nosferatu: 3
Gangrel: 1
Ventrue: 1
Toreador: 0
Brujah: 2 (3)
Malkavian: 0
Nosferatu: 1
Gangrel: 1
Setites: 5
Sabbat: ???


THE CAMARILLA

Prince

Nobody

Sheriff
Meredith Furlong
Hounds
Robyne Sheridan
Rosella Marie Allain


Keeper of Elysium
Davvad Bisset

Grand Harpy
Catherine Wilke

Primogen
Ventrue: Marcus Antonio Russo
Brujah: Thomas Krusen
Gangrel: Alexa Mallik
Malkavian: Ellora Reese
Tremere: Hannah Sundling
Toreador: Arsenio Pozzi
Nosferatu: Dogan Khojak



ANARCHS

Baron

Khoza

Baronets
Enfield: Leslie
Haringey & Barnet: Clarice Harris
Harrow: Jelena Korolenko

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The Little Alleys; Just a bit o' wandering, more open than usual
Topic Started: Thursday, 30. October 2014, 23:42 (235 Views)
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It's not the polite thing to do to go out in public when you smell like hot garbage and look like months old roadkill. Oh, and how it amuses me so that I have no power to change any of this. When the choice is not yours, the playing field is restricted to but a few tight avenues. That's when you can really be creative. Present me with a blank canvas and I have no clue what to do with it. Do I paint some nice landscape portrait, like Hitler was so fond of? How about some My Little Pony fan art? The good kind. Or go just beside that and defile the eyes of any poor soul who looks upon my creation by engineering a true abomination. Why not all three! My very existence is a blemish on the canvas of the world. A shitestain on that nice white surface. That's all beside the point, tho'. Pointless rambling. I have an outline to work with, at least. With the rough sketch all around me, I can make something beautiful in my own sunken eyes.

But at least I'm sticking to the alleyways. Down there in the corner, where your eyes might just glaze over the fact. Anyone gets to close to breach me little personal masquerade and I just shiv 'em, dump 'em in the sewer grate right over there to clean up later. I like the fresh air, really. Even I don't wanna be cooped up in a broom closet with only Rust to keep me nostrils company for the rest of eternity. I honestly do empathize with others in this regard. Doesn't mean I really care how they feel. I just understand them, however little that is. I want them to come closer, I do. Just for a bit of fun. Is that so much to ask for?

The bones of a rodent being crushed echo along the brick-made walls I meander through. I make not-so-quiet little slurping sounds as I have my snack, as well. Morning tea for this Nosferatu. I want someone to take notice, have a little nosey look. Londoners might not fall for it, but maybe a foreigner will be daft enough to fall for the trap. Tasty little foreigners. Haven't had Indian in a while. The spicy stuff. It still goes right through me. How does that work, you ask? I leave that up to your imagination, dearie.

*Slurp* *Crunch* I'm not really Obfuscating, not well at least with all the noise being made. A passing glance might suffice. I'm not all that hungry, either. Just wanna have a chat. At the lip of a random alleyway in the heart of Anarch grazelands.
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