VENTRUE:
Now, Lasombra, why did you arrange a meeting here?
LASOMBRA:
Well, I thought it was time to inform you and the bunch
that Geoffrey and I have just....
TZIMISCE:
HALT! I kept telling yoo zat my name is now Tzimisce and
not Geoffrey!!!
NOSFERATU:
Hmm, somehow sounds fiendish ... but do you always have to
copy me??
TZIMISCE:
Copying yoo?...Well, zat my last experiment looked like yoo
waz really an accident!!! *Blush*
MALKAV:
Hey! How can you blush?? Is that some of your `Sissitude-Thing??
MALKAV:
BRUJAH:
VENTRUE:
GANGREL:
VENTRUE:
LASOMBRA:
VENTRUE:
LASOMBRA:
TOREADOR:
MALKAV:
SUTHEK:
TOREADOR:
BRUJAH:
TOREADOR:
SUTHEK:
LASOMBRA:
MALKAV:
GANGREL:
TOREADOR:
VENTRUE:
(coughcough)
(whispered)
TOREADOR:
TOREADOR:
(Malkav and Brujah look at each other...suddenly bursting out with laughter)
TOREADOR:
LASOMBRA:
TREMERE:
TZIMISCE:
TREMERE:
HASSAM:
VENTRUE:
TREMERE:
VENTRUE:
TREMERE:
GIOVANNI:
TREMERE:
LASOMBRA:
MALKAV:
BRUJAH:
BRUJAH:
LASOMBRA:
MALKAV:
TZIMISCE:
SUTEKH:
MALKAV:
VENTRUE:
LASOMBRA:
MALKAV:
BRUJAH:
BRUJAH:
Waitress:
MALKAV:
VENTRUE:
BRUJAH:
HASSAM:
MALKAV:
HASSAM:
MALKAV:
HASSAM:
MALKAV:
BRUJAH:
HASSAM:
BRUJAH:
VENTRUE:
HASSAM:
NOSFERATU:
SUTEKH:
< A rather pale waitress arrives to serve more Pizzas...>
TREMERE:
NOSFERATU:
RAVNOS:
On to the next jokeAntidiluvian's Clan Politics (An alternate talk about sects)
Hey, Bob didn't hit me!
I told you not to use my Streetname, Kook!
Gentlemen....
GRRRRRRR!
Oh, excuse me, Gangrel. LADIES and Gentlemen, let's stop this arguments about names, please. Let's hear what Lasombra and Geoff...err...Tzimisce have to tell us.
Now. Thanx to the inspiration of Bill...
THAT'S VENTRUE FOR YOU; LASOMBRA!
Ok, ok, I get it. Thanx to his Inspiration Tzimisce and I
just formed our own group and you are all invited to join it.
Hmm, how if you tell us, what your new group is all about?
I know it! I know it! It's got something to do with dirty
hands or so...or were they black?
DIRTY you sssay? Ssssoundsss sssplendid to me...isss there
a posssibility to have a possst asss religiousss exssspert or perhapsss
sssome busssinesss with drugsss???
Ah, that sound just like you, Suthek. Always taking chances
without paying heed to the moral aspects of your deeds! ...oh, How DECADENT!
You tell us something about decadence, Toreador???
Thanx Malkav. I aspire to true art and beauty...what
has that got to do with decadence???
Do you really want an anssswer to sssat quessstion,
Ssssir? Sssse Cossst for it isss not too high...let'sss dissscusss
sssat later, yesss? Hmmm...Decadenssssss......
AS I was about to say - you all remember those three
witches on the hilltop in MacBeth?
Sure! Nice Chicks, but they lacked hygienics...
(Grrrowwwlllll)
Don't get upset, Gangrel. Malkav didn't mean it personal,
I'm sure...but please let me say one thing without getting physical,
you COULD do a little bit more about your hair...it's so ...hmm...MESSY!
And since we ladies have to help each other in this world dominated by men...
Toreador! Ladies? But you are a ma...oh, I think I understand.
One more thing, Gangrel...DO you do it doggy style??
OUCH! That hurt.....AHHHH! The IGNORANCE! That dress was Brandnew
And Unique!
It was a present from my lov...ahh, dear friend
Gaultier! The LOSS to humanity!
Oh, you BARBARIANS! Can't you let a woman mourn about a deep
loss? You... you...ANIMALS!
Very ...decorative..., those slashes, Gangrel. NOW, back to
those witches. Their meetings were called ‚Sabbats'...
Did someone just mention witches?
Vat the Hel are YOU doing here?
Uhhm...well...Saulot sent me as his holiday
replacement...hmmmhmmmm.
Holiday...yes, one could call it that...(Grin)
You mean, you are here to give Saulot the Memos later,
Tremere? Show me the papers he surely gave you!
(Hypnotical Voice): YOU DON'T NEED TO SEE MY PAPERS!
Hmm, I don't need to see your papers...
THESE ARE NOT THE DROIDS YOU ARE LOOKING FO...yikes.
(Wrong time again. My pastlife as an Oracle of time keeps haunting me).
Here, your Pizza, Lasombra! (Whispered):Tremere, perhaps
we could solve that problem...the haunting i mean...(twinkle)
(whispers back) HOW CAN YOU READ MY THOUGHTS?
PIZZA? WITH GARLICK? WHO DID ORDER TH....MALKAV!
I didn't do it, it was Bob, trying to protest against the
establishment again!
Stop telling lies about me! Are you mad, Malkav?
Ok, ok, stupid question...but he just pushes me to the edge...
...WHAT brings us back to business. If any of you doesn't
want to be pushed around by someone we all know, he...or she is welcome
to participate.
MEEE, MEEEE!
Errr, I zink we should set at least SOME limitationz to who
joinz and who not.
Let me tell you sssat I have had ENOUGH of your sssmall
sssquabellsss, and sssat I will ssseek my own way in ssse desssertsss...
perhapsss in egypt...and when I return I will dessstroy you all and be
proclaimed asss a GOD! I will rule SSSUPREME! I WILL RULE THE WORLD!!!!!
Narf!
Sutekh, just because you have had a lisp since you were a
kid doesn't mean you have to go nuts!
AND STOP STANDING ON MY PIZZA!!!
Seems more like an 'Oh God' to me , anyway...
Hey, Sutekh, that's my job!
Ahhh, that feels better...
Ah, is there a Mr. Ventrue here? I've got a pizza here for
him...a Garlic Special...
HEY VENTRUE, why the hell did you just hit me? Hmm, what's
this warm stuff in my mouth?...Tastes good...Juck, it's blood! Gross!
(Ok ok, we know you all know that we know that you all know that
joke, but we just couldn't resist!)
Malkav, stop mucking about with pizza! And has anybody seen
that Tremere character?
It wasn't Malkav...I've been watching him...
Um, yeah. Tremere...vanished...to the toilets...with the
waitress...by the way, has anyone seen Ravnos tonite? I'm beginning to
have suspicions about the pizza...it can't be Malkav...
Too true! It wasn't any of us!
...'cause he's too daft to think of it!
Owch, my hand hurts!
Don'd dry dad again, Nudboy...by de by, can I ged my fagsh...
ummm...fangsh back...dey are shduck in de back of your hand?
Oh, sure, old man...IF you come down from your mountain once
in a while to visit me and Mr. Socko! Visiting times are from...
Mountain? Like in 'A Mountain of shi...'
DON'T PUSH IT! At least MY Moutain wasn't destroyed, unlike
a certain village you once knew...
THAT WAS FOR CARTHAGE, VENTRUE, YOU CAPITALIST SWINE!!!
OWW, VAT URT!...(Hypnotical Voice): Where did you say that
mountain was, Hassam?
Oh, that's hard to tell.....best you take this map to
Alamut....
Wow, how can 11 people be THAT stupid?....oh, with Malkav
it's 33...but still not enough...
Ah, I hear dissssssatisssfaction out of sssat...perhapsss
you want to follow me in my quessst to sssupressssss mankind and become
GODSSS OF BLOOD!
Did I miss anything? And where did this
MEGAGARLICIZZA (TM) come from?
HEY, there's a RAT on mine, how GROSS!
Hey, I ain't no rat, Ralph! My new illusions seems to work
quite well.....How did you like your pizzas??
