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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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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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Alone in the Box
Topic Started: Sunday, 24. February 2013, 01:53 (197 Views)
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How long had he lived down here? Down behind bolted doors and hastily constructed saferooms; down where the light of the moon didn't reach and the passages had only the dim, flickering electric candlelight to adorn them? Long enough? He'd not stayed in one place for this long in...he neither remembered nor cared how long; thinking about it only dredged up memories of the past - memories of death and destruction wrought by his hand, memories of torture, murder and mayhem caused in the name of something greater than himself which then turned out to be a pale yet blinding lie.

CRACK!

The ceiling creaked under the weight of the tenants above, narrow columns of dust ran down from between the boards that did a poor job of hiding their poverty. The painted plaster started to peel and crack under the strain of the stamping above and thumping from next door. Zoya sat on the bed across from him coughing, the dust had never agreed with her; at its worst it had her coughing blood and yet this home was all they had. They were lucky for it considering everything, with a pair of brothers who weren't worth the piss that he constantly beat out of them and a father long since in the grave; how they'd managed to make ends meet and supply Anton and Lev with vodka to keep them from trouble was anyone's guess.

The giant wrapped his arms around his Zoya as she coughed and held her close, keeping her warm and still as the coughing fits racked her lithe frame. Softly he stroked her hair and looked up at the ceiling with growing rage, even as he cried for his beloved sister. It was a strange moment for the young Vasili as he held Zoya, struck by love and care, riven by anger and sadness; he'd never felt like this before, with so many emotions and thoughts rushing through him it was impossible to handle. The nausea hit him in the stomach like a hammer sending slithers of doubt and fear through his entire body; what if Zoya could not weather this winter, what if he was left alone with Lev and Anton? What if the world changed and he was left scrabbling to catch at his sister's skirts? The prospect terrified him, his mind could not take it and nor could his sanity.

CRACK!

Anton whimpered, Vasili had lashed back at him, cracking his nose and sending him reeling. Anton was wiry and grizzled like their father had been; not designed to take even a single blow from the monster his brother had before. Now he lay in the corner like a coward watching as Vasili held his brother Lev's face in the flames; suddenly his brother came around and screamed in pain as his skin caught and his eye popped from the heat. Anton loved his brother, the pair spent most of their time together carousing and chasing women. But Anton was so struck by pain and fear that he could not even muster the strength to raise his voice.

Then there was Zoya, standing there pale and beautiful, watching with a cold look on her face as Vasili mutilated Lev, ignoring the helpless whimpering pleas of Anton.
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