Prologue
//Loren watched the storm rage. The room they were in was a desolate stone gray, and reminded her of the prison cell she had seen in countless movies. The three friends had been on a road trip when it started to rain. Within moments they were hopelessly lost. They ran into a small inn for shelter to avoid crashing in the harsh storm. Because of there currently low funds they could not afford more then one room. From the window she could see the glowing neon sign that read "Midnight Inn." Glen entered the room holding food from a nearby restaurant.
Loren: So are we going to continue playing?
Glen: Yeah, just let me get this stuff to the table.
Felix: (looking over a map.) I have no idea where in Hell we are.
Loren: Put map down. Play Vampire. (Pushing Felix towards the table.)
Felix: Fine, but I am going to find out where we are before the night is done.
Glen: Anyway, let's start. //
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Vampire: Children of the Horse
I don't own Ranma ½ nor World of Darkness. If I did I'd have money. If I had money I'd have a life. If I had a life I wouldn't be writing this. Don't sue me I'm just mutilating your work.
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-Scene one-
Kyle sat on the roof of his house bedazzled by the rising sun, the Toreador curse keeping him locked in place. Due to his current status, Kyle was caught completely unaware as Ranma joined him on the roof.
"Hey Kyle, what's up?"
There was no response from the Cainite.
"Hello?" Ranma said, walking towards a zoned out Kyle.
"Anyone there" Ranma knocked lightly on Kyle's head. Of course this did nothing. Noticing the lack of communication Ranma looked forward to try to find out what Kyle was looking at, seeing nothing out of the ordinary he moved in front of Kyle, to blocking the Kindred's view.
"Huh? Oh, sorry didn't notice you were there." Kyle apologized.
"Yeah, right." Ranma sighed picking himself up from a Kyle induced facefault. "So what's you doing up here?"
"Nothing much, just watching the sunrise. It's been a while since I've seem one."
"A bit of night owl, huh?"
"You could say that." A smirk formed on Kyle's face. "So what do you want?"
"I came to see if you knew where Akane was. She didn't comeback with you guys last night."
"Akane's at Ukyo's, She couldn't walk anymore, so we left her there."
"Ah, thanks."
"No problem. Next time why don't you come along?"
Ranma turned a deep red. "Bar hopping isn't really my thing. I really lose control when I'm plastered."
"Oh well, too bad."
"Yeah well, see you later."
"Bye."
With that Ranma left, jumping from rooftop to rooftop. {That guy is pretty weird. How did he not notice I was there? But then again, relative to the stuff that normally goes on around here, it's not that odd.} Any further thoughts on the subject were lost as a filmier cry rang through his ears.
"RANMA PREPARE TO DIE!"
Ranma dodged out of the way just in time to avoid being hit by Ryoga's fist.
"What did I do this time?" Ranma asked felling a headache coming on.
"Don't play dumb with me Ranma. You took Akane out last night didn't you? You told me that you would stop bothering her."
"I don't know who told you that I went out with Akane, but they lied."
"Impossible! Nabiki told me you went out last night with Akane, and she would never give someone false informati." The words died on Ryoga's lips as his brain realized what he was saying. "Oops. Sorry Ranma. I guess I was wrong, Akane didn't go out with anyone last night."
"Well she did go out with Kyle last night." {Do'h!} Ranma smacked himself mentally, realizing he had just signed his friend's death warrant.
Ryoga was fuming. "Where does he live?"
Thinking quickly Ranma did what would give Kyle the best chance of survival. He pointed right at Kyle's house. Thankfully Ryoga stayed true to his nature, and set off in a random direction, yelling something about Kyle corrupting his beloved Akane.
"I hope he cools down before he meets Kyle, and bashes his face in."
-End of scene one-
-Scene two-
Akane's hangover had finally started to fade. Ukyo, having developed a much better resistance, was already up and cooking breakfast. Akane crawled out of bed to join her.
"Good morning."
"Mmmm." Akane grunted.
"Okonomiyaki?"
"Please."
"Have fun last night?"
"Think so, can't remember much."
"Me neither, we must of have had a blast."
Akane blushed slightly as she started on her meal. A ring coming from the door caused the short haired one to turn around to see Eve standing in the doorway. She was wearing a dark green button up vest over an off-white top.
"Hello."
"Hi Eve, sit down. What brings you here?"
Eve took a seat next to Akane. "Just checking on you guys, you got pretty smashed last night."
"Don't worry we're alright. Want anything to eat?"
"No thank you, I already ate." {And you were delicious, I might add.}
"Alright, but next time you come here be ready to eat."
"I'll be sure to." Eve cursed to herself mentally. Unlike Kyle she didn't have the gift of eating food. She would vomit almost as soon as the food graced her lips. How her companion did it she'd never know.
A small rumble shook the building, fallowed by a burst of wood from the floor boards. A short girl with jet black hair, and a yellow and black bandana crawled out of the hole. Her clothes were ripped and soiled. Small cuts and bruises decorated her flesh. Eve stared wide-eyed at the youth.
Getting to her feet she faced Akane and groaned; "Akane, what are you doing in Paris?" Seconds before collapsing in a heap.
-End of scene two-
-Scene three-
Vision came to the lost one in a soft blur then focused to crystal clarity. "Where am I?" Ryoga-chan asked no one as she nursed the lumps on her head. Realizing that she was alone, the twice cursed fighter rose from her bedding and opened the nearest door. That by some complete stroke of luck led to Akane, Ukyo, and Eve sitting at a table drinking tea.
"Morning sleepyhead, sit down and have a drink." Ukyo invited.
"Thanks."
Ryoga poured the hot water on his head, changing him back to his male form. It took all of Eve's willpower to keep her eyes from doubling in size. Even if she had seen Ranma do it a few times, it was still unsettling to see someone change their gender right in front of you. (Almost as bad as when the Nosferatu reveal their true forms.)
"Hello, I am Eve, You are Ryoga, I assume?" Eve mentally smacked herself for being so formal. She wasn't nearly as old as some of the other kindred she had met, she was only fifty-three, but hanging around others who hadn't changed there vocabulary since the renascence had taken a toll on her word choices.
"Yeah. How are you?" Ryoga stammered, as he did his signature blush and stare at floor maneuver.
"Very good, thank you." {Do'h! Talk normal Japanese you idiot.} "Well I need to leave; I have a job interview in a couple hours."
"Well then, see you soon. Next time remember to be hungry."
"Right, I'll be sure to." Eve said as see walked out the door. If she could still blush she would be crimson.
-End of scene 3-
-Scene 4-
Eve sat nervously in front of a large desk, in a rather large office. It wasn't the desk's fault that she was nervous, nor was it the office's. It wasn't even the fault of the woman on the other side of the desk. It was the fault of the fireplace right next to her that was currently sporting a particularly large fire.
For everyone who does not know, fire is one of the few things that can truly hurt a vampire. On top of that, the kindred have a natural fear of fire, a fear that goes far beyond what any human can experience. It took every inkling if Eve's self control to keep her from running out of the building, and destroying everything in her path. "Is there a problem?" Misato asked, raising an eyebrow.
"No, I'm fine, just nervous." Eve said weakly.
"Alright, let's get started. What experience do you have singing?"
Eve tried her best to keep her cool. "I use to sing at a bar in Seattle."
"How long did you work there?"
"About out a year, I sang once a week." This was a lie of course, it had really been three, but that would make her older then what she put on her resume, unless she claimed to have started singing when she was eleven.
"I see. What kind of music do you like to sing?"
"I prefer soft rock songs like; Behold! The Nightmare, Vincent, Self- esteem, and Firelight." The last one she had wrote herself in her mortal days, it had received quite a bit of popularity, but it had been repeated by so many bands that everyone had forgotten who wrote it.
"Very good, we will call you later tonight on our decision." Misato smiled cheerfully.
"Thank you." Eve said shaking a bit, the fire cracked to remind Eve of its presence. Eve bowed and hurried out as she could.
Misato gave a deep sigh. Eve had easily been the best singer, and on stage was in complete control, but the second she entered her office Eve had become a nervous wreck. Still Eve had the job hands down, and she wouldn't be any more dysfunctional then the rest of the people who worked at the Midnight Café.
-End of chapter 2-
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Author's notes: Yes, I am still alive and writing. Thank you to all who wrote reviews for reminding me that I people read this. I think this chapter could have been better. Oh well. Chapter 3 will be out soon. I think it's going to focus more on the players. Also I'm going to post the character sheets for all PCs and NPCs.
Special thanks to:
Li
Richard
Smoak
Alex
Joey
Liz
//Loren watched the storm rage. The room they were in was a desolate stone gray, and reminded her of the prison cell she had seen in countless movies. The three friends had been on a road trip when it started to rain. Within moments they were hopelessly lost. They ran into a small inn for shelter to avoid crashing in the harsh storm. Because of there currently low funds they could not afford more then one room. From the window she could see the glowing neon sign that read "Midnight Inn." Glen entered the room holding food from a nearby restaurant.
Loren: So are we going to continue playing?
Glen: Yeah, just let me get this stuff to the table.
Felix: (looking over a map.) I have no idea where in Hell we are.
Loren: Put map down. Play Vampire. (Pushing Felix towards the table.)
Felix: Fine, but I am going to find out where we are before the night is done.
Glen: Anyway, let's start. //
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Vampire: Children of the Horse
I don't own Ranma ½ nor World of Darkness. If I did I'd have money. If I had money I'd have a life. If I had a life I wouldn't be writing this. Don't sue me I'm just mutilating your work.
= panda signs [ ] = English = Telepathy { } = Thought // // = the "real world" Ranma/Ryoga-chan = Ranma/Ryoga as a girl
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-Scene one-
Kyle sat on the roof of his house bedazzled by the rising sun, the Toreador curse keeping him locked in place. Due to his current status, Kyle was caught completely unaware as Ranma joined him on the roof.
"Hey Kyle, what's up?"
There was no response from the Cainite.
"Hello?" Ranma said, walking towards a zoned out Kyle.
"Anyone there" Ranma knocked lightly on Kyle's head. Of course this did nothing. Noticing the lack of communication Ranma looked forward to try to find out what Kyle was looking at, seeing nothing out of the ordinary he moved in front of Kyle, to blocking the Kindred's view.
"Huh? Oh, sorry didn't notice you were there." Kyle apologized.
"Yeah, right." Ranma sighed picking himself up from a Kyle induced facefault. "So what's you doing up here?"
"Nothing much, just watching the sunrise. It's been a while since I've seem one."
"A bit of night owl, huh?"
"You could say that." A smirk formed on Kyle's face. "So what do you want?"
"I came to see if you knew where Akane was. She didn't comeback with you guys last night."
"Akane's at Ukyo's, She couldn't walk anymore, so we left her there."
"Ah, thanks."
"No problem. Next time why don't you come along?"
Ranma turned a deep red. "Bar hopping isn't really my thing. I really lose control when I'm plastered."
"Oh well, too bad."
"Yeah well, see you later."
"Bye."
With that Ranma left, jumping from rooftop to rooftop. {That guy is pretty weird. How did he not notice I was there? But then again, relative to the stuff that normally goes on around here, it's not that odd.} Any further thoughts on the subject were lost as a filmier cry rang through his ears.
"RANMA PREPARE TO DIE!"
Ranma dodged out of the way just in time to avoid being hit by Ryoga's fist.
"What did I do this time?" Ranma asked felling a headache coming on.
"Don't play dumb with me Ranma. You took Akane out last night didn't you? You told me that you would stop bothering her."
"I don't know who told you that I went out with Akane, but they lied."
"Impossible! Nabiki told me you went out last night with Akane, and she would never give someone false informati." The words died on Ryoga's lips as his brain realized what he was saying. "Oops. Sorry Ranma. I guess I was wrong, Akane didn't go out with anyone last night."
"Well she did go out with Kyle last night." {Do'h!} Ranma smacked himself mentally, realizing he had just signed his friend's death warrant.
Ryoga was fuming. "Where does he live?"
Thinking quickly Ranma did what would give Kyle the best chance of survival. He pointed right at Kyle's house. Thankfully Ryoga stayed true to his nature, and set off in a random direction, yelling something about Kyle corrupting his beloved Akane.
"I hope he cools down before he meets Kyle, and bashes his face in."
-End of scene one-
-Scene two-
Akane's hangover had finally started to fade. Ukyo, having developed a much better resistance, was already up and cooking breakfast. Akane crawled out of bed to join her.
"Good morning."
"Mmmm." Akane grunted.
"Okonomiyaki?"
"Please."
"Have fun last night?"
"Think so, can't remember much."
"Me neither, we must of have had a blast."
Akane blushed slightly as she started on her meal. A ring coming from the door caused the short haired one to turn around to see Eve standing in the doorway. She was wearing a dark green button up vest over an off-white top.
"Hello."
"Hi Eve, sit down. What brings you here?"
Eve took a seat next to Akane. "Just checking on you guys, you got pretty smashed last night."
"Don't worry we're alright. Want anything to eat?"
"No thank you, I already ate." {And you were delicious, I might add.}
"Alright, but next time you come here be ready to eat."
"I'll be sure to." Eve cursed to herself mentally. Unlike Kyle she didn't have the gift of eating food. She would vomit almost as soon as the food graced her lips. How her companion did it she'd never know.
A small rumble shook the building, fallowed by a burst of wood from the floor boards. A short girl with jet black hair, and a yellow and black bandana crawled out of the hole. Her clothes were ripped and soiled. Small cuts and bruises decorated her flesh. Eve stared wide-eyed at the youth.
Getting to her feet she faced Akane and groaned; "Akane, what are you doing in Paris?" Seconds before collapsing in a heap.
-End of scene two-
-Scene three-
Vision came to the lost one in a soft blur then focused to crystal clarity. "Where am I?" Ryoga-chan asked no one as she nursed the lumps on her head. Realizing that she was alone, the twice cursed fighter rose from her bedding and opened the nearest door. That by some complete stroke of luck led to Akane, Ukyo, and Eve sitting at a table drinking tea.
"Morning sleepyhead, sit down and have a drink." Ukyo invited.
"Thanks."
Ryoga poured the hot water on his head, changing him back to his male form. It took all of Eve's willpower to keep her eyes from doubling in size. Even if she had seen Ranma do it a few times, it was still unsettling to see someone change their gender right in front of you. (Almost as bad as when the Nosferatu reveal their true forms.)
"Hello, I am Eve, You are Ryoga, I assume?" Eve mentally smacked herself for being so formal. She wasn't nearly as old as some of the other kindred she had met, she was only fifty-three, but hanging around others who hadn't changed there vocabulary since the renascence had taken a toll on her word choices.
"Yeah. How are you?" Ryoga stammered, as he did his signature blush and stare at floor maneuver.
"Very good, thank you." {Do'h! Talk normal Japanese you idiot.} "Well I need to leave; I have a job interview in a couple hours."
"Well then, see you soon. Next time remember to be hungry."
"Right, I'll be sure to." Eve said as see walked out the door. If she could still blush she would be crimson.
-End of scene 3-
-Scene 4-
Eve sat nervously in front of a large desk, in a rather large office. It wasn't the desk's fault that she was nervous, nor was it the office's. It wasn't even the fault of the woman on the other side of the desk. It was the fault of the fireplace right next to her that was currently sporting a particularly large fire.
For everyone who does not know, fire is one of the few things that can truly hurt a vampire. On top of that, the kindred have a natural fear of fire, a fear that goes far beyond what any human can experience. It took every inkling if Eve's self control to keep her from running out of the building, and destroying everything in her path. "Is there a problem?" Misato asked, raising an eyebrow.
"No, I'm fine, just nervous." Eve said weakly.
"Alright, let's get started. What experience do you have singing?"
Eve tried her best to keep her cool. "I use to sing at a bar in Seattle."
"How long did you work there?"
"About out a year, I sang once a week." This was a lie of course, it had really been three, but that would make her older then what she put on her resume, unless she claimed to have started singing when she was eleven.
"I see. What kind of music do you like to sing?"
"I prefer soft rock songs like; Behold! The Nightmare, Vincent, Self- esteem, and Firelight." The last one she had wrote herself in her mortal days, it had received quite a bit of popularity, but it had been repeated by so many bands that everyone had forgotten who wrote it.
"Very good, we will call you later tonight on our decision." Misato smiled cheerfully.
"Thank you." Eve said shaking a bit, the fire cracked to remind Eve of its presence. Eve bowed and hurried out as she could.
Misato gave a deep sigh. Eve had easily been the best singer, and on stage was in complete control, but the second she entered her office Eve had become a nervous wreck. Still Eve had the job hands down, and she wouldn't be any more dysfunctional then the rest of the people who worked at the Midnight Café.
-End of chapter 2-
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Author's notes: Yes, I am still alive and writing. Thank you to all who wrote reviews for reminding me that I people read this. I think this chapter could have been better. Oh well. Chapter 3 will be out soon. I think it's going to focus more on the players. Also I'm going to post the character sheets for all PCs and NPCs.
Special thanks to:
Li
Richard
Smoak
Alex
Joey
Liz