Karl finally arrived for the filming of his first video, He'd "Awe" his fans and finally get what he wanted ... to be noticed, to find respect, an obvious effect of his family when he was alive. A fog floated towards him as the workers finished setting up the scene. The fog much like liquid covered the rocky surface of the sands the beach dimly lit by the gleaming of the stars. The back up music started behind him Trained dancers began doing their thing as Karl began singing, His voice propelling a Hypnotic spell much like his Awe. His body clad in leather pants a tight-fitting shirt, hair gelled body spritzed with bottled water So this is what it felt like to be a star.


"When you look at me, Tell me what do you see?

This is what you get , It's the way I am"

His head tilted as his words flowed

"When I look at you

I wanna be - I wanna be

Somewhere close to Heaven

With neanderthal man"

His body shrugged instep with the moving
people behind him and the beats of the music.

"Don't go, I know you wanna touch me"

His hands slid across his chest and down his hips

"Here there and everywhere

Sparks fly when we are together

You can't deny the facts of life.



You don't have to act like a star

Try your moves in the back of a car

Don't you know that we can go far

'Cause tonight you're gonna get my"



He moved his face forward lips pouting as he made

two "Muah" noises with his wet puckers.


"Don't play the games that you play

You know that I won't run away

Why're aren't you askin' me to stay

Cause tonight i'm gonna give you mine"



He moved his face forward lips pouting as he made

two "Muah" noises with his wet puckers.


"You can be my Baby

what's your starsign

Won't you take a step

Into the lion's den

I can here my conscience calling me

Calling me

Say I'm gonna be a bad boy again

Why don't you come on over

We can't leave this all undone

Got the devil on my shoulder

There's no place for you to run



If you forget

I'll remind you

If you're paranoid

I'm behind you

You lose your head

I'll find you

Giving you my kiss



If you forget

I'll remind you

If you're paranoid

I'm behind you

You lose your head

I'll find you."



He moved his face forward lips pouting as he made

two "Muah" noises with his wet puckers.


"You don't have to act like a star

Try your moves in the back of a car

Don't you know that we can go far

'Cause tonight you're gonna get my"



He moved his face forward lips pouting as he made

two "Muah" noises with his wet puckers.


"Don't play the games that you play

You know that I won't run away

Why're aren't you askin' me to stay

Cause tonight i'm gonna give you mine"



He moved his face forward lips pouting as he made

two "Muah" noises with his wet puckers.


"You don't have to act like a star

Try your moves in the back of a car

Don't you know that we can go far

'Cause tonight you're gonna get my"



He moved his face forward lips pouting as he made

two "Muah" noises with his wet puckers.


"Don't play the games that you play

You know that I won't run away

Why're aren't you askin' me to stay

'Cause tonight I'm gonna give you my"



He moved his face forward lips pouting as he made

two "Muah" noises with his wet puckers.



The fog began to clear as he moved back, his lips subsiding as the voice from within was shut out again, The recordering people shut off the cameras and placed the film in a protective tray for editing. Karl who was now surrounded by his asistants was covered in a red robe and hurried towards his limo, His face showed sorrow, He was finally happy, finally surrounded by millions of fans .... But He didn't have Mark.


[song: Kiss Kiss by Stella Soliel]

A column of steam and smoke shot forth from the exhaust of the stark black limousine. As the smoke rose through the dingy night air, a figure stood silently in the center, jotting down the lisence plate number of the vehicle.
The limousine lurched forward heading towards the main road, the figure glanced up from his notepad. Slipping the notepad into a pocket he walked towards the limousine, which sat motionless at the stop light, waiting for an opening in traffic. Through the back window, the figure could see the silouette of the Toreador who had so callously attempted to break the Masquerade.
The Directorate had placed the call for the hit, and the Tribune had responded. One vampires lust for stardom was not about to bring down the entire Masquerade. How long did he think he could put this charade on before he was exposed for what he was? Did he think he would be able to hide his blood passions?
The dark figure reached back and pulled a rifle from the leather holster that was strung across his back. He pulled the high power weapon over his head and placed the butt against his shoulder taking aim at the head of the offending Kindred.
The door of the studio to his left crashed open as several obsessed fans emerged from the brick building. The Tribune cursed himself silently for his hesitation but could do nothing about that now. He slung his rifle over his shoulder and leapt into the shadows, using the oppurtunity to grasp the wall and climb up like a cockroach.
He perched himself atop the building and watched the limousine pull into traffic and disappear into the night. A sharp smile flickered across the figures worn face.
"See you at home Mr. Aensland."

((Ohh.. lemme hop in... PLEASE?!?!

(( First of This is in regards to someone creating a BS situation during one of my storylines, I am glad people show interest but someone accused me of breaking the masquerade and attacked me. Karl has taken over a recording company and had many plots that can defend him and keep the masquerade safe, not to mention all the people that work for him are ghouls. But Karl isn't the first to do this Below are listings of other Toreador Ancients from WW that have taken the same powerful actions Karl took.

Therefore I am ignoring the post againt me in the storyline "Kiss Kiss"




Derrick Zeel - Iontius 4th Gen, Progeny of Arikel. Sire of Ishaq ibn Ibrahim. Greece. He is a porn star. He owns the video production company that makes his films. Zeel is a major figure in the slave trade, and some clain the has cults dedicated to him in every coner of the world. Iontius somehow gained the ability to feed off his victims through sex rather than by normal vampiric means. Demonic Investment. [Cb-To] [EW]
Alexandria (Red Ludwing; Callisti y Castillo) 4th Gen, Sire of Rafael de Corazon (1182). Prince of Buenos Aires. Alexandria travelled to the New World with Francisco Pizarro's expedition. She is kwon to have feuded with Helena, another ancient Toreador who came to the New World around the same time. Some older Toreador claim Alexandria is actually Callisti y Castillo. She is the ower of one of the largest private collections of museum-quality works. [Cb-To] [CotI]
Melinda Galbraith 5th Gen, (1113:1143) Melinda is Antitribu. Progeny of Helena. Sire of Rosa Martinez (1880). She is currently Regent of the Sabbat. She is a ruthless manipulator who used assassination and blackmail to gain control of the sect; however, she has proven time and time again to be an outstanding leader. Ruling Mexico City. However, Melinda had disappeared months ago, following a major unexplained disaster in the region which had killed thousands. There was talk of a demon rising. Shaitan, another Methuselah, had been the force behind that disaster. Shaitan had tried, with Melinda's help, to rise from hundred of years of torpor. Other vampires, from the Camarilla, had interfered, and the effort ended in a major earthquake and explosion that had devastated the Mexico City region. Shaitan disappeared, having either been destroyed or returned to unending sleep. Melinda appearance in Washington DC months later. [PGS,p19] [SHS,p35] [CF,p54] [UhA] ))

((using my mystical magical marvelous mindless mystics of moderation i have unlocked your thread! of course....i'm new at the moderating game and i accidently deleted Batty's original lock post...:P sorry! WAZZAH you're POST is returned to you....

The figure stands in front the pop stars haven, waiting in the street, gripping his rifle with stark determination. Karl must die....Karl must die....KARL MUST DIIIIEEE!! In a flash of movement he bolts towards the house ready to kill it's occupant with ease. A truck runs him over and he dies.


((humph! first off i was ONLY trying to RP with you, spice things up a bit because i realize that plenty of good threads go to waste because no one responds to them. SECONDLY The Directorate is a SEPERATE body from the Camarilla and doesn't care if you've broken it or not, they're there to make sure no one does. excuse me for trying :(

((Does this mean that I can hop in? I should prolly be doing something... Oh and he is well within the Masquerade... in my oppinion.