Chimerical Realm

Night 9 Reprieve Sunday, November 15 th , 1992 Suzanne and Zoe spend the day pretending that everything is normal, having lunch with Lucas. Zoe does some preliminary research into the information that Trent left them, figuring out for herself who to call and what they need to figure out. Suzanne tries to help, but becomes morbidly fascinated with the potential mysterious deaths associated with vampires. She asks Zoe some vague questions about how such creatures could exist, and how they might have come about. Zoe has little to offer in the way of answers, and Suzanne soon finds herself delving into the folklore section of the university library Chaos Roll 10—nothing unusual happens. The coterie finally has an “off night”—they are decently fed, have nowhere to be and really nothing to do but kill time. Trent wants to do some more research, as much as he can, so he heads out to the nearby libraries while they’re still open. He had already done most of what he could have h...

Night 8 Plans and Alliances Saturday, November 14 th , 1992 Zoe and Suzanne can barely sleep. Their worst fears have been confirmed, and now they’ve made a deal with the very creatures that they had been hunting so recently. Both are freaked out and scared, both of what the coterie has done and of what they’ve become. However, both have a reason to follow the plan. Zoe desires to understand what, exactly, they’ve become, and how to use that knowledge. Suzanne wants both answers to what happened in the basement, why they were grabbed, why she was left as bait, and what she wasn’t “chosen.” They spend the day as if in a haze, mindlessly drifting around. Fortunately, it’s a Saturday on campus, and so everyone assumes they’re just hungover. Both will wait for the night, to see if or when the characters contact them. However, they did sneak into the Hospital, and are directly involved in the removal of two corpses. Do the cops think that they’re involved? They made a success...

Night 7 In the Land of the Dead Friday, November 13 th , 1992 Maya Maya awakens, and forces herself out of the shallow grave she had dug for herself.  Is anyone in the ruined house? It’s a ruined husk in the middle of nowhere, so the odds are “No Way.” I roll an Exceptional Yes! Who’s there? Imitate Friendship. She hears voices up ahead, a number of them. She creeps upstairs, quietly. Spending some of her precious remaining blood to heal her remaining wounds. She remains unnoticed as she peers into the remains of the house’s living room. Inside are three men, two of them acting almost aggressively relaxed. The third is more nervous, with his eyes darting into every shadow and corner. He kept asking when “he” would be there, and why wasn’t he there now. The other two dismiss his concerns, insisting that “he” will be there soon, and offering him beer or cigarettes. The nervous one takes a  cigarette, but declines the beer. At least, he tries to, until it is fo...

Night 6 Part II Things Fall Apart “Fuck me,” says Maya, sliding deeper into the back seat. “What the ever-living shit?” Daron asks, looking desperately around, hoping that maybe, just maybe, the cop just wants them out of his way. “This is bad. This is bad. This is very, very, very bad,” Trent mumbles. “Is this car hot? You said it was cool! You said it was fine! What did you get us into?” Daron yells at Trent. Trent snaps at Daron, “The car is fine! Sean’s dad buys them at auction, for fucks sake. It’s clean, this is a goddamn, fucking, clean, ass car!” He slams the dash for emphasis. “What? Were you speeding? Were you speeding?” “I wasn’t speeding! I was going like 35! That’s not speeding.” “Speed limit is 25” Maya says quietly from the back. “Oh, for fucks sake, no one ever goes 25,” Daron responds. “Whatever! What are we going to do?” She demands. They’re on a rural backroad in the middle of the night. A cop is behind them, his lights flas...

Night 6 Stealing from the Thieves Thursday, November 12 th , 1992 As the 6 th night begins, the Chaos Factor is set to 6. No random event (Roll 7), and no planned encounter with local vampires (1-10 chance, rolled an 8.) Daron, Maya, and Trent awaken in their makeshift basement haven, having safely survived another day. They’re all mildly hungry, but after feeding heavily on cattle the previous night, the hunger isn’t overwhelming. They all decide to wait until later that night, particularly since they’ve found a safer way to feed. Instead, they discuss what they want to do now. They are following two major plans.  The first is the investigation into Prestor, his origins, and his mysterious visitor. The second is Maya’s still vague idea to rob the dealers. Given that, what does each character want to do? Daron: Antagonize Evil Maya:  Kill Pleasures Trent: Passion Attention A strange madness seems to come over the characters, and they are all too eager...

Night 5 Wednesday, November 11th, 1992 Duke Duke Duke strides into the Broadstreet, the trendy jazz club that serves as the center of the regime. While most nights, even during the week, the place would be packed with mortals, tonight it was empty. Edward, his lord, had used the forced downtime to make some improvements to the place, and the ladders and drop clothes of the workers still dominated the stage and bar area. Up on stage, Edward thoughtlessly tunes a guitar, while Don Alonzo speaks quietly to him, too quiet for even Duke to make out. Probably trying to convince him of this or that course of action. Alonzo had his fingers throughout the mortal realm, and they danced to his tune. But like Duke, he follows Edward. The three were referred to as “The Council”—a gathering of equals, but Edward was the Prince. And the Prince, no matter what else, was the Prince. Duke’s presence is acknowledged with a quick look from both vampires, before they resume their discu...