captainvincent

Greetings, my fellow dwellers in the Underworld!

Tonight, I have a very special public service announcement I want to make. Which is:

Be Kind To Neonates.

Come now, we were all Neonates ourselves, once. Callow younglings, "Babybats" as it were, ignorant of the Protocol of the Damned, and beholden to our Sires for instruction in the Dance of Darkness. Why, it seems like it was only yesterday that I first opened my eyes to the Welcoming Shade of the Eternal Night, and endured the scorn of those who had the fortune to taste Immortality before I did. I cannot look upon the latest crop of Childer, with their multicolored hair, their Evanesence T-Shirts, and their faux-leather Hot Topic-issue fetish gear, and not remember my own cruel but necessary rite of passage at the feet of Lady Carlotta. Nothing says "tough love" like rusty cold iron manacles, twelve feet of braided leather, and a five-foot cudgel covered in spikes...but I digress. The point is that we all had to start somewhere. Some of us were eased into our Dark Rebirth, and some of us were figuratively tossed into the River Styx and commanded to swim against the current. And centuries from now these young ones will determine the future of our kind, just as the Ancillas and Elders of old passed the darkly-smoldering, sulfurous hellfire-torch of leadership to us. As rocker David Bowie once sang,


"And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're going through

Ch-ch-ch-CHANGES!"

BEWARE!!!

Well, the situation in Denton came to head on Thanksgiving Night when Gangrel Primogen Kirie Cotton, the Antitribu Lasombra Elliot Strange, Simon Von Skelebones of Clan Gangrel, Christa Cartilage of Clan Nosferatu, Olive Eldritch of Clan Tremere, and Myself put an end to the Sabbat depredations in that Benighted city....for now.

Those of us who were starting to forget that Elliot used to be one of the Lasombra's most feared Inquisitors witnessed the darkly triumphant return of the Sinister Minister, as he swiftly and deftly dealt the the Final Death to a Tzimisce of the Sixth Generation, her summoned Demon, and a host of her Gouled Retainers. Let me just say one thing, my dear Fellow Travellers in Darkness; our foe's choice of minions may have been ironically appropriate considering what Holiday it was, but the Discipline of Vicissitude and poultry most assuredly do NOT mix---and that is the only remark that I will make on that subject, other than the fact that I never want to see a turkey again for the rest of my Unnatural Unlife.

Yours in Darkness,

---The Captain

My Dear Fellow Kindred,

I am posting this from Simon Von Skelebones's (of Clan Gangrel) laptop via a hotspot in front of C&C's Liqour Store in Flower Mound. I apologize once again for my extended absence (though not quite as extended as previous absences have been in the past) Simon and I have been stationed here in Flower Mound in order to beat back the waves of Sabbat who have once again stirred from their foul abode in Denton. Kirie and Elliot have been sent ahead to Denton to take care of the nastiness there. Along with them as an "Embedded Reporter" is Christa Cartilage of Clan Nosferatu, and I expect we'll be hearing from her soon regarding the status of the expidition. I will keep you abreast of the situation as the news becomes available to me.

Yours In Darkness,

---The Captain

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Cast Orlando Bloom NOW, you bastards! *whipcrack.* I wouldn't be opposed to Joaquin Phoenix, either. Hopefully this will be more of an accurate representation of our Kind than Aaron Spelling's attempts to depict us on the small screen.

I was a guest at Kirie and Elliot's haven last night. Some of my fellow Harpies are still tittering about the fact that Kirie is sharing an abode with a Lasombra antitribu, but I feel that Elliot has more than distinguished himself against his former Sabbat bretheren on the field of battle. Anyway, we were in the middle of The Crow (my favorite film!) when the idiotic mortals in the apartment directly above theirs started playing loud music and doing crazy boot dances.

It is a sad state of affairs when the Gangrel Primogen must bang on the ceiling with a broom handle, but that is exactly what Kirie did. Stupid kine. We wound up putting the movie on pause and going to Denneys. At least they were quiet when we got back. I tell you, if humans weren't so damn tasty useful, I'd have no need for them at all.

This format allows for greater customization, and I really like the look I've managed to achieve so far. It would also be a boon to be rid of those excerable banner ads on my Tripod blog. So here I am. The dark world of Livejournal awaits!

In time, all of my journal entries will be posted here. This is really a test entry to examine the look and feel of my customization settings.