(( Graveytrain get them dogs a movin and post something

((THORPEDO!!!!! Where art thou???

~batty~

((heh, sorry guys I was trying out Lupus Mortis in game and then I kinda had an idea and used Lupus Mortis with Christof in the single player (god bless the console)...hey, after the Wizard dude transforms Eric into a Gargoyle...can I avoid killin him? hhehe
Ok, ya kinda lost me..who's the guy that will kill the trucker? he's obviously a Gangrel..but whom?

((hmmm...thought it was Odnan...

((uhh..Odnan's dead...HE DIED IN THIS VERY THREAD...read page 1 man

((As per Drain's post, the hitchhiker is Lincoln.... off searching for his sire and his sword...... :roll:

~batty~

(( its LINCOLN he is your sires other child you may or may not have ever met him that is up to you. He also has strong ties to the werewolves))

Thorp opened another beer, his third since the coterie arrived in the modest hotel suite. Batgirl sat in an oversized armchair, the contents of her satchel lay strewn on her lap, a small blade in her hand.

"What is that thing Bats?" Thorp recognised it as the weird cappa weapon she had used on corpse of the Garou in Drain's sewer system.

"This?" she held it up, allowing the ornate garnet-encrusted handle of the Venetian made dagger to sparkle under the overhead lights.

"Nah the TV, whadda you reckon?" he scoffed then raised the beer bottle to his lips again.

A slow unsettling smile spread across her face as she raised the blade and threw it effortlessly at him. It blade sliced through the bottle without shattering the glass.

"FUCKING HELL!!!" Thorp threw himself to the ground, the bottle landing on the carpet beside him. "Why d'ya do that??!!"
She didn't reply, the answer was obvious.

Gabriel turned back from the window, first looking at Bats then to Thorp who was trying to salvage the remains of his drink. He pulled the blade from the bottle causing a gush of brown ale to spill onto the cream coloured carpet from the neat slit in the bottle.

"Thorp, you're going to clean that up." Gabriel sighed and turned back to the window. Why was the city so quiet? Slowly a light blanket of rain began to fall...

...........

A single scream echoed into the night from the cabin of the truck, the sound causing a flow of birds to suddenly errupt from their slumber in a nearby tree...

~batty~

((Nice post :smile:))

((argh! ok, ppl, we're gonna have to talk something out here becuase there was NO Lincoln whatsoever in Odand's story. He had only 2 childer, Xgrath the first one and Thorp the second one. After that he swore never to take a mortal again in the embrace since he thought of it as th ultimate act of cruelty, and this was a struggle to keep The Beast withing him at bay, by trying to be humane, all though he later became a mortal slaughtering beast, but still took no other childer.
Xgrath is Graventhorp's nemesis (well, him and the other guy whose name Iforgot whi killed his loved one) and besides that he is still in torpor somewhere, he would NEVER hitch hike, never.
I actually like this story and don't want to change it, and I think I have a right to that since its my own creation, so we're gonna have to make this Licoln son of a bitch someone else and erase that fuckin' post Drain did. I am kinda Pissed now, I had already posted soemthing about talking with Drain about it and actually e-mailed him about it..., he has not replied and is actually continuing the char...I don't blameeither Bats or Gabe, sicne they had no idea, but Drain should have talked to me before making up a fucking character within my goddamned storyline. Sorry to throw steam off here but I'm now really pissed.

((sorry Thorpedo... Drain asked me to run with it so I just kinda did.....

We can disregard the references to Lincoln if you prefer..... *thinks* hmmm I'll leave it up to you guys to talk over, just email me about what you decide so I don't make a bigger arse of myself :evil: hmmm I'm fast running outta time anyway :cry:

~batty~

((wierd, how come no one else has posted?
Bats, I had said I never blamed you, and i say it again, I don't blame you Batgirl, and I don't blame you Gabriel.
I am kinda mad with Drain since he has not talked to me, e-mailed me, nothing...

((It's all good Thorpedo :smile: We can run with the mystery man in the truck.... maybe he's Garou and not Gangrel... we can sort that out as we add to the thread :smile:
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Thorp threw the dagger back at Bats, its blade piercing the cushioned armrest of her chair. She ignored him, turning her full attention to the various items on her lap. Thorp scoffed at Gabriel and looked at the puddle of beer which had seeped into the thick pile of the carpet.

"Fuck get housekeeping to clean it up, that's what ya payin' them for" Thorp slammed the bottle onto the counter and took a fresh brew from the bar fridge.

The coterie sat in silence, an awkward silence, none of them wanted to be there but they had little choice. The silence was broken suddenly by the highpitched musical tones of Gabriel's cellular phone. Still looking out the window, he took the phone from his jacket pocket and answered the call.

Batgirl willed her senses to their fullest capacity and tried to listen to the conversation. Gabriel must have expected it as he excused himself from the room and disappeared onto the rain-drenched balcony.

"So who do you suppose that is?" questioned Batgirl, not really expecting a response.

"Shit do I look like his secretary? And what's it to you anyway?" spat Thorp. His curiosity ran high too, it was evident in the way he began to pace the hotel room.

Minutes later Gabriel returned, "I've got some bad news..."

((This could prove interesting, let's see where the next post takes us, feel free to jump in :grin:

~batty~


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[ This Message was edited by: Batgirl on 2001-10-13 17:37 ]

((Nice post.))

((oh great...okay...well gimme a day to think of a twist lol! you bastards...