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7 yrs ago
Current Peace is a Lie, there is only Passion. Through Passion, I gain Strength. Through Strength, I gain Power. Through Power, I gain Victory. Through Victory, My Chains are Broken. The Force Shall Free Me.
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8 yrs ago
"Never was, never will be."
8 yrs ago
We find that our favorite damage type is collateral.
8 yrs ago
We do not corrupt mortals. We teach them enlightened self-interest.
8 yrs ago
Peace is a lie. There is only passion (for cookies).
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"No. I'm making the sarin in the kitchen." Ylva answered sarcastically. "Of course i'll make it here. In lab sector four. That section over there with the warning signs and the containment airlocks. I have just as little interest as you in any of my toys getting out." Ylva smiled at the other woman. "At least my toys do not need radiation shielding to be contained. A good, stoppered glass bottle will do it for most of them." She did not really like radioactive weaponry. It was so hard to clean up. Some of them had ridiculously slow decay rates.

Just to test her reaction, she looked at the woman. "Would you pass me that vial of smallpox? I forgot to stick it back into storage..." She pointed to a vial of plain lab ethanol she'd left out earlier. Deadly viruses were quite fun to joke about, so long as one never ever actually used them in the jokes. 'Ylva! Stop scaring the girl!' Vanja whispered in her mind, even as she chuckled helplessly. Vanja may be serious most of the time, but she sure had a sense of humor. They were, after these many years, very similar in many ways, yet more different in others.
Looks like your michael actually thinks he's sane, K-97. That is worth a chuckle. It'll be fun when that bubble bursts. No doubt Alodia will do her best to "help" him along. Its her duty, after all. Just be glad it'll take her a good while before she attains enough points in dementation to use it upon him.

Fun thing with malks is that they understand each other pretty well when they try to. Its just that they're generally easily distracted by the shiny. and the effort is just as generally one-sided.

We'll see if it feels natural to throw in another post.
Noticed just after you posted. Had to check to be sure that the posts did not contradict.
Post is now up. We're starting to figure out how Alodia works, now.
Alodia chuckled softly when the other Malkavian claimed to be sane. She knew better. Much, much better. But she did not say anything about it. Why bother? If he wanted to trick himself, then let him. He would only fall further when he did. She could hear all his little secrets. “Doggie here, doggie not here.” She murmured, just loud enough for others to hear when the werewolf left. She did not bother giving the Assamites any attention. They weren't fish. It was obvious the prince had plans, but there were so many more interesting things flowing through the network. Rumors. Fish. Even a little cheese. Alodia longed to find a real meal. A meal without plastic packaging. “Alive and wriggling. Like a fish.”

It would be interesting to see how successful this new prince was. The network was certainly interested in learning. As was Father. “odd.” She whispered again. Father rarely took interest in anything other than science. Him and his coils. “Good reading lamps, coils are.” 'Ugh. Reading', she thought. She hated it. Loved it. “In the name of Fish, the city shall be cleansed.” She said, more loudly. Not sure why. It seemed like a good idea. Perhaps it came from the network? Sometimes it was hard to tell. 'Did I decide that?' She asked herself, not really expecting an answer.

“Walrus.” she muttered when one of the other kindred looked oddly at her, shrugging innocently. As if that would explain it all. Something which, in her mind, it did. Then she suddenly looked straight at the prince, strangely focused again. “We fish you, Prince. Like will be done. Others will mammoth, willing or wolf.” It felt like something was off about her words, but it was hard to say what. The moose of it had gotten through, she thought. “Interesting creatures, moose. Not as vital as Fish, though.”
We'll post in the morning, when we've slept what we're supposed to sleep, rather than just a few hours.
We did not see the spark that shouted a post, so was busy with other things.
Indeed.

EDIT: we've not read up on most CSs, but we figure it'll be more fun to have actions based on what Alodia can actually perceive through the IC.
Happens to everyone. Don't worry about it.

If it seems we go up against ya personally, then it is not so. We couldn't care less about the who if there's something we believe is a factual error. And even if you should manage to make us take it personal, we always fail at remaining angry with someone long.

We'll gladly continue to offer you help with figuring things out if you're in doubt, Seraphs (is that an acceptable shortening of your nick?). We love figuring out tricky lore.
When you post a post that is basically godmodding, the leniency has a tendency to have gone out the window.
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