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The bombing of Prince Michael Phillips and the Blood Farm still remain a curious mystery, but for the time being, attentions are now turning to the chaotic state of the Los Angeles vampiric community. Tensions run high in the City of Angels as bitter feuds erupt between the sects. An all out Blood War has been called between the Camarilla and the Sabbat, with the Anarchs in the middle as a prized ally to sway - if possible.

The Camarilla are certain the Sabbat are to blame for the bombings, while the Sabbat are certain the Camarilla are to blame for the grizzly death of the former Archbishop. No concrete proof exists on either side, but past history leads both sects blindly on in their search for revenge and power.

Motivated by the dire situation in Los Angeles, the Inner Circle have decided to bend the rules and place their own selected Prince on the throne with a view of quelling the rising pandemonium. Tessa Bishop, powerful Tremere and former Prince of Massachusetts is their choice and she is more than ready for the challenge. Already relocated, her Sheriff Aryn McNaughton and the rest of her staff are firmly in place and ready to level the playing field.

In the meantime, the Sabbat are rallying into a frenzy like California has never seen while Seras, the Anarch Baron, is enjoying the fruits of the sect being wanted on both sides. It's as good a guess as any who will come out on top - and bottom - of this war.
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Zake
post Feb 22 2010, 11:04 AM
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Zake stuck out his finger and moved it side to side. "Tsk Tsk Tsk, here's something you need to learn. I don't give a fuck about you, your pup, nor your sect. As far as I'm concerned, you're all destined to die a slow, painful death, and I would like nothin more than to be the one to bring on that pain myself. You need to watch your back Alex, your in the middle of a War here. You already have the Sabbat at your front door, you don't need us Anarchs blocking your escape routes."

Zake took a few steps backwards, glanced behind him, and then focused back to Alex, with a mad expression on his face. "Listen well, and pass this on to your fellow freaks. Venture upon our territory again, and it won't go unnoticed. We don't give a fuck about your little War, but keep it away from us. The next smart ass that wants to take a stroll in my back yard will find better comfort in Hell."


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Alex Newhouse
post Feb 22 2010, 05:35 PM
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Alex's face hardened and her eyes flashed for a second. A deep inhalation and exhalation. Not that she needed to breathe, of course, but old habits die hard. "I will pass on your little message, but know this." Her nostrils flared angrily. "I am Gangrel. I wander where I will. I do not pick fights, but if someone attacks me, you can be sure that I will defend myself."

An almost cruel smile crossed her lips. A side of Alex that few ever saw. "I'm not about to start a war with you 'rabble', but that does not mean that I will let myself be walked all over. In short, I was willing to play nice, but," she shrugged, "have it your way. Go to fucking hell." She took a step backwards, watching him carefully to see if she had triggered anything before she departed. She wasn't stupid enough to possibly frenzy an Anarch and then turn her back on him.
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post Feb 22 2010, 08:53 PM
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"Go to fucking hell."

Even though Alex was serious, he couldn't help but giggle as she finished and took a few steps backwards. He perked up an eyebrow and tilted his head. Now don't worry little puppet, I be planning on it. Zake stumbled around and gave a slight shrug of his shoulders as he turned around, his back towards Alex.

He turned his head so he could see part of alex in the corner of his eye, and slowly started to walk forward as he shouted back at her. "Gangrel or not, I'd still expect ya to use that brain of yours." He snorted and kept on walking forward, searching the area ahead of him for his supper.


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