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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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Topic Started: Tuesday, 23. July 2013, 20:03 (535 Views)
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In all his running around to set up his flat, figure his business he'd forgotten to contact his primogen. He was never one for these types of formal introductions especially since most of his pass primogens have been more street thugs than leaders. He picked up his phone and dialed the number. Hello sir. My name is Chunsa and I am new to your city. I was hoping to have an audience with you to do my due diligence of introductions. Please let me know where you would like to meet. I will await your reply. There was nothing more to do but wait. Maybe a quick snack would be ok in the mean time as well.
Edited by miguksaram, Tuesday, 23. July 2013, 20:07.
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George sat in his living room looking at old photos and taking a cup of tea, as his telephone started to ring. Frowning he closed the album and answered the phone.

"Evening, nice to hear a new voice... I'd propose Canbury Gardens as place for our meeting. How urgent is your need for a meeting, if I may ask ?"
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Thank you for taking my call. ~A small sigh escapes~ The Gardens sound fine. There is no rush. I am simply doing the respectable thing and letting you know I am here. I certainly do not want to your plans.
As he sits he eyes a man who is eyeing him back. Apparently some people are not quite liked in this pub.
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"All right. I'd have to ask you though to make an appointment, Mr. Chunsa... After all I don't think you expect me to go there every night until you decide to show up. When would you have time for a meeting ?"
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But of course. Would later tonight be too soon?

The man across the bar kept staring at him and his anger begin to rise. He had not fight for a while, perhaps it was time to brush up on some of his skills.

<OCC:I am at work and then teaching, I'll be able to log back in around 9pm CST>
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"Depends on when later... Would it be alright for you if I'd say in about forty-five minutes ? So that you could take some time to prepare but it doesn't get too late..."

With a short sigh George took the phone and sat down again.

/ooc: Fine with me, but I won't be on then, as it would be 2:00 AM GMT here... Have fun/
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He eyes the stranger across the bar who is whispering something to another friend. Very well. Forty five minutes. I look forward to it. He hangs up the phone and he begins to leave the pub.

<OCC: Tomorrow then.>
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He watched the two men at the bar approach him. Ay! We don't quite like your type 'ere. He eyed them both thinking how quick and easy it would to just snap their neck and think nothing of it. He gave a heavy sigh and rolled his eyes and turned his focus towards his watch. Still 40 minutes to go. The man poked him in the shoulder. Are you fuckin' deaf? By now other people in the pub started to take notice of the one sided conversation. He looked down where the man poked him and looked back up at him. A small sarcastic grin escaped his lips. I assure you I'm not deaf and you would do well to be a bit cautious as to who you poke. For all you know I could be a crazy serial killer who prays on on pillow biters like you and your lover. A bit of laughter broke out among the patrons. The two men stood embarrassed.
You fuckin' Chinaman! The man took a swing at him. He was quick to move out of his chair trap the man's arm forcing him against the bar. The pain was excruciating and he tighten the hold on the man's arm he leaned over to whisper in his ear I'm a fucking Korean, you ignorant piece of shit. He let go of the man's arm and looked at the bartender. He tossed some Euros on the bar I apologize for the disturbance. With that he turned to walk out of the bar. After all he couldn't be late to his meeting.
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George sat in the park, dressed in monochrome black like the nights before and waited for the newest clanbrother to arrive. To pass the time until Chunsa arrived he busied himself with a game of chess provided by the Lord Mayor which was part of the table he sat next to.

This man sounded awkwardly formal... Well, I heard Asians are like that, we'll see, what he can do for the good of the clan...
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He exited quickly and headed for the rendezvous. As he walked away from the pub he heard the door slam open and the footsteps of two very upset blokes entering the night error in a very unpleasant mood. He continued walking with the hopes that he they would just go away. ~sigh~ Hope trumping experience all the time.

The sound of the footsteps became more rapid and drew nearer. He could not afford a confrontation in middle of the street. The only rational thing to do was to duck into the alley way. It was better to do these sort of things in a more private setting after all. He made his way in the alley and hid in the shadows. A spider simply waiting for the flies to enter his web and so they did.

The two men ran down a bit and then stopped. Where the fuck did that Chinaman go? The bigger of the two asked? He stood about 188 centimeters, with a bald head. His dress was that of an Aryan member and his built was that of one who had seen some time in prison. His side kick, was a bit smaller and had a buzz cut. Fock! I know he came this way.

With the two men looking forward, he quickly moved behind the smaller of the two. Brandishing his knife he drove it through his back. The man's eyes widen. His mouth opened to scream but not sound could develop. Shhhh...do not waste your breath. The taller man quickly whipped around at the sound of his voice. He looked up at the man with a small devilish smile. Did you know that if you place a blade between the 4th and 5th vertebrae you sever the specific never which sends allows you to make sound? It doesn't kill you, it just renders you mute and in a lot of pain I suppose. However, you move the blade slightly upwards, and with that he twisted the blade up the man's spine, you sever an organ that basically fills your lungs up with blood and you literally drown slowly, not able to scream. With that he ripped his knife out of the man's back dropping him to the ground and with his celerity moved towards the other man placing his hand against his throat and his knife edge against his inner thigh. Squeezing the neck the man gasped for error, struggling with all his strength to break free.
Here is another interesting fact. When you cut a man's femoral artery he loses consciousness in 30 seconds and dies within 3 minutes. He slowly slices the knife against his upper thigh. Blood begins to run down the leg as the fear of his oncoming death races within his eyes. The thing is, you have been drinking and alcohol thins the blood, so I would guess that you you will be out in 15 and dead within a minute. What do you think? He smiled at the man showing his true face as the fangs seemed to reflect the light of the moon. Fear over came the man as words barely slipped from his lips Fockin' Chinaman. He looked at him and sighed. I told you, I am Korean. With that he finished the slice from the knife and blood poured from the man as his eyes rolled into his head.

He turned to the other man lying in the street. He bent down and placed his tongue against the knife and liked the blood. Quickly spitting it back out. I really can't stand English ale. The man just stared him as gurgling sounds surfaced from his mouth. He just watched as though fascinated by the production of the man dying. His only thought was that he did not cause too much extra work for Zarah.

He stood up and began walking out of the alley back to the street and onward to his appointment. He walked for a few minutes and approached two men who were seemed to be locked in a very serious game of chess. He walked up to the table to continue watching, waiting until they were ready to acknowledge his presence.
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As Chunsa approached, one of the chess players stood up and turned around to have a look at him. Standing in front of him in black leather and his full height of about 195 centimetres from the black combat boots to the tip of his bald head Barney gave him a suspicious glance. After a while he stepped to the side and gestured Chunsa to take a seat and resumed his standing position behind him.

Watching this George waited seemingly busy with the game and not noticing the Korean until he sat down. Once he did he looked at him with a small smile.

"Mr. Chunsa, I presume ?"
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He eyes the tall man in leather up and down as he walks past him to sit down. With your greeting he bows his head slightly with small smile.
Yes sir. Glad to meet your acquaintance.
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The smile broadened for a moment while George seemed to determine, if Chunsa could be dangerous or not... Still smiling he tented his hands and laid them on the table.

"Well, Mr. Chunsa... I'm Mr. Harris, but you probably know that already. There will be a meeting of the clan later on and I'd ask you to give me a means to contact you for that. Anyway..."

He paused for a short moment, his glance got a predatorial glimpse and the smile seemed to become a hint of evil.

"As you might have expected, I'd have a few questions for you... What do you do for a living, how can you benefit our clan and what is your reason for being here ?"
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