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26 Re: Twilight Over New York on Tue Oct 22, 2013 5:13 pm

Sunday. Tuesdays are for Xavros and Ghomo!


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27 Re: Twilight Over New York on Tue Oct 22, 2013 5:52 pm

i didnt think we would be starting so soon either thats going to suck when writing my backround.

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28 Re: Twilight Over New York on Tue Oct 22, 2013 6:15 pm

Soo, do you want to wait one more week? -OR- We can just jump into it and figure things out as we take our maiden voyage?

Listen we can talk about the game and discuss things like clans and gameplay on day one. Then this will hype people up and we can start the following.

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29 Re: Twilight Over New York on Tue Oct 22, 2013 6:39 pm

Because the game needs backgrounds I think you should give them time to shlep something together. Maybe even work with the people having difficulty. This is one of the reasons why I could never get such a game started. People will need their hands held for this. But it could be fun.


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30 Re: Twilight Over New York on Tue Oct 22, 2013 7:12 pm

I don't need hand held. However, my imagination and writing skills are not as good as some others. Therefore I just require a bit more time to both think of something good and write it out.

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31 Re: Twilight Over New York on Wed Oct 23, 2013 3:17 am

just read the above two posts now. Good to know we are on the same wave length. I offered the option on hand hold this sunday.

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32 Re: Twilight Over New York on Wed Oct 23, 2013 9:56 am

hey bro i just confirmed it will be held at my house on sunday cant wait to see everyone there.

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33 Re: Twilight Over New York on Wed Oct 23, 2013 10:58 am

So what time would we start? Because I know Magi will want to watch Walking Dead. And should I add an hour to when everyone says they'll show up? Including Magi, despite it being at his house (he'll still be late)?

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34 Re: Twilight Over New York on Wed Oct 23, 2013 2:38 pm

Is one good? ..... or noon + one hour waiting for Magi to make it to his home.... one?

Also, Do Magi you have my #? The one I have for you is wrong. I've been texting someone and getting back confused responses; at first thought you were messing with me...

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35 Re: Twilight Over New York on Wed Oct 23, 2013 2:42 pm

If 12 is good for Magi, it's good for me and my girl. Also, I'll give Magi your number when I see him. You probably have an old number.

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36 Re: Twilight Over New York on Wed Oct 23, 2013 3:45 pm

12 sunday is completely fine more toward one i will be awake.

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37 Re: Twilight Over New York on Wed Oct 23, 2013 7:49 pm

Mee to agreed.

So, you got my number? i need your Addy!!

Ask: Alan, Lem, Kourie they def have my digits.

.... then text it to me.

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38 Re: Twilight Over New York on Wed Oct 23, 2013 7:51 pm

some additional people mentioned they were interested, please confirm your interest here on this forum before Friday.

I have no interest in a 14 person game, but think more than 3 could be fun.

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39 Re: Twilight Over New York on Mon Oct 28, 2013 12:28 am

On a cold breezy night like tonight I tend to lethargically ponder my memories and stores heard throughout the years. tonight two such story stood out in my memory, one of filth pauper and the other of Heroism.

The story of the pauper is an old and ancient tale still told on occasion on gatherings. The story starts out with a young boy who become a man. The pauper was a boy a young boy on his way to becoming a man. In his time not many survived 12 winters in the streets. This one managed at a young age to attract the attention of a local thieves guild.

The guild took him in and provided him with the most valuable resource, food. This resource was not given for free, no. information was needed and a steady stream of it.

As the years passed his value slightly increase to the guild; and the guild benefited greatly from his tales from the streets. Until one fateful night when the paupers great skills caught the attention of an admirer. at the sames this admirer helped the pauper increase in station within the underground subterranean society of paupers.

one night a rival was found dead, then another several nights later. A big meeting was called for the 20 to hold council at the sacred neutral grounds. They all agreed to share information to figure out why the murders occurred.

In the weeks that passed more of the 20 died and their holdings were reclaimed by the streets. until once fateful night when only 11 remained, our pauper who was now the most feared in his city amongst underground subterranean society of paupers. The admirer appeared for the second time and asked that our filthy friend make a trip to the council hall in two days time.

Yes, that tale was a fun one. That was the day the pauper found his true calling.

Let us not forget about the hero, a man of great skill and survival the one who is destined to become the next tribe leader. Our Hero had a vision a vision of great clarity and insight. He felt that his urge to travel to the Dark woods came fro the spirits themselves. The hero amongst one of the strongest tribes in this region had and followed his vision quest.

The journey itself to the woods was easy, and the path taken one he arrived was long. The dark woods were dying. The trees, vegetation and wildlife were sick and lame. Our great Hunter traversed the woods even as his own energies were being sapped fro the very sickness.

Eight long days the courageous found the source, and it was a temple of the ancients. What he found was a story withing it self.

Let us say he found his answers to cure the deathly woods.

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40 Re: Twilight Over New York on Wed Oct 30, 2013 7:38 pm

Remember players, I need character backgrounds by Sunday. At the minimum a work in progress should be available.

We have three options on how to present such an epic story of ones character.

1) Post it on the forum
2) Email it to my gmail at chazwirez
3) write it down

Please include our session in your background, its always good to remember how you died.

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41 Re: Twilight Over New York on Wed Oct 30, 2013 11:32 pm


The house of magi option has pro's and cons.

Pro:

15 minutes from my house
its quite
Home cooked carib cooking
15 minutes from my house
we can pre-shop some goodies
No Pikuporno cos-players (wait that a con!!)
15 minutes from my house

Con:

Its hot
people get tired quick due to heat
We think we playing BESM because we get projectile nose bleeds
Its hot
No Pikuporno cos-players
only Raman soup and cheeze crackers as food
Its hot

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42 Re: Twilight Over New York on Wed Oct 30, 2013 11:42 pm

Your breakdown of the pros and cons cracked me up.

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43 Re: Twilight Over New York on Thu Oct 31, 2013 3:30 pm

Leetin McBeatin wrote:
The house of magi option has pro's and cons.

Pro:

15 minutes from my house
its quite
Home cooked carib cooking
15 minutes from my house
we can pre-shop some goodies
No Pikuporno cos-players (wait that a con!!)
15 minutes from my house

Con:

Its hot
people get tired quick due to heat
We think we playing BESM because we get projectile nose bleeds
Its hot
No Pikuporno cos-players
only Raman soup and cheeze crackers as food
Its hot

Im done, i hate you guys we going to KG's

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44 Re: Twilight Over New York on Thu Oct 31, 2013 4:30 pm

laughing my ass off


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45 Re: Twilight Over New York on Fri Nov 01, 2013 1:58 pm

Haaa. im really exited about a 15 min car ride. either is good for me.

let Lyon decide as well.

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46 Re: Twilight Over New York on Sun Nov 03, 2013 2:31 am

Cornelius Wiseley was a Dutchman born in the 1873. Born to a poor family, he was poorly educated but a hard worker. At the age of 10, education became a non-option, and he managed to get a job working the docks. It was hard work and the wages were low, but it helped keep his family fed, so he didn’t complain. After a year of hard and dedicated work, one of the captains who regularly came to port took him on board. For 3 years he split between saving his earnings, and having some sent home to continue helping his family. One particular evening back on shore, when he was at the bank depositing his latest payment, he was approached a stranger. The conversations was odd, as it consisted of things one would not expect a stranger to ask such as why he saved his money and what he planned to do with it. When asked why these things mattered, the stranger said his sponsor had developed an interest in him. Not many of the poor had the insight to save their money up or think of the future. After a bit of conversation, Cornelius confided that he wished to start a shipping company of his own, maybe even captain one of his own boats. After a long conversation, it was decided that if Cornelius could prove his worth, his wishes would be nothing to acquire. So he started doing odd jobs for the man, delivering something here, or passing along instructions to another person. But always through The Stranger, which is what he called him since he never gave his name, or any information on his sponsor. Although sometimes he had an uneasy feeling about this arrangement, he brushed them off as quickly as they came. It was during this time that he met the woman who would become his wife, Hannah Vos. He courted her for close to 2 years before they married. She took care of him and their house, whom Cornelius’ sponsor had built for them after their wedding, which he also paid for. And then after 4 years of working, he was given a shipping company to run and several fine vessels to run. However the caveat was he was to move to North America to open a new outlet for his newly acquired company. For 5 years, they successfully ran the company. Then The Stranger sent a message for him to run for governor of New York. Even though he was well known in business circles, he was fairly unknown. Yet he had a fairly easy time winning the office, and this time he was told why when he asked. He was introduced to his sponsor, a gaunt Englishman named Johnathon Cox. A real, true vampire. It took some time for him to accept this, but accept it he did. Johnathon offered to take him under his wing, to make him his retainer. Possibly if he did well, the gift of immortality might be passed on to him or one of his descendants. His other option was death. Not willing to choose death, he chose to continue to work for Johnathon, even knowing the dark truth, but it was not all dark times. He was left to do as he saw fit, except for when his master required him. And an even greater occurrence came to pass 9 months later- the birth of the couple’s son, Isaac Wiseley.

Isaac lived without want since the moment he was born. Growing up, he was given the best of everything. Around the age of 5, his father started bringing him everywhere so he could learn as much as possible. Isaac would be made brilliant so that he would not struggle the same way. He was homeschooled by some of the best tutors money could buy. He also spent several hours a week with his father learning about the business and politics. When he wasn’t allowed anymore he would go and play with his father’s colleagues’ children. It was because of this that he had a childhood full of friends, which allowed to build good interpersonal communication skills. He did so well with every task he was given, that he was able to get several recommendations for Columbia University. He formally continued his business and political studies but also picked up law, language and even some mechanics classes. Of course he had several interest outside of those subjects. He had a particular love of firearms, and sometimes he looked into the occult, or mystery books so he could pretend to be a detective. Then one day when he was home for Christmas break, he was in his father’s personal library, when he bumped into a young woman. He was confused as to who she was, but she quickly explained her father was here for business and since she had a love for books she was given permission to use the library. She introduced herself as Elizabeth after picking up their books. She said she was looking for occult books but had been unable to find any. For some reason deciding he could trust her, he brought her to his room and showed her his books, after all his father didn’t believe in that kind of thing. Over the next few weeks while she was in town, they hung out several times. He wasn’t certain but he thought she fancied him, so he went out of his way to try and be extra gentlemanly. However she would be leaving soon, so he asked his father to offer a job to her with the company. He asked why he should do that, to which Isaac had no real answer. However his father, seeing his son’s interest decided to do just so, and she was hired as his personal assistant. Over the course of his schooling they spent much time together becoming very good friends. But when he graduated, he was still unsure what to do, so he decided to stay and run the company while his father was still Governor.

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47 Elizebeths bio on Sun Nov 03, 2013 2:54 am

I was quite a happy young girl. Already sixteen years old and surprisingly I didn’t have to get married just yet. My job was to worry about my tutoring and help my mother marry off my two older sisters. Anastasia was the oldest, she did her chores and was arranged to marry the owner of a fashion company. She was the oldest therefor it was most important who she married, for our family name depended on her marrying some one of equal or higher class. We may have moved to the states but our ties to England were still very strong. Merry Lynn was the middle child and she saw things a lot like daddy did. She wanted to marry and make children and clean, like things had always been for women. Anastasia didn’t exactly love her fiancé, but they were friends and he had arranged her to be the one to go overseas to Paris once a year and buy things that could in turn be sold here. She had a good eye for fashion so it was a nice job for her but Merry Lynn would have no part of the women rising up and getting jobs that weren’t fit for a woman’s role. Being daddy’s favorite she got her wish and was to marry one of daddy’s associates. Father and I really didn’t get along the way mother and I did so he really didn’t care what I did with my life. I was the youngest so the world really didn’t look at me for family status and so long as I did my chores and didn’t whine he didn’t complain too much that mother had saved extra money so I could be a little more educated then the other two of my siblings. Mother knew I wanted to be a journalist and that was why father wouldn’t have much to do with me. He would have nothing to do with a rebellious daughter who wanted to work her life away and cared nothing of what a proper woman was to be. My mother had arranged for me to accompany my father to NY on business, I hated the idea but she was certain that if I went I might have a chance to get to know some of my father’s associates therefor giving me an in to what I wanted to be and hopefully I would find a man I fancied and my father would ease up on me wanting to work, or at least that’s what she hoped, at the very least I got to take my tutor and best friend Emily with me…..a fortnight later… Well New York isn’t so bad and at least I’m not the only one being tutored in the library every single day. There was a young man, his name is Isaac, and he spends every day studying politics, journalism, and mathematics. I have watched him every day, so much so that Emily actually had to make me pay attention to the typing instructions she was giving me. Father says he is the governor’s son and it would mean a great deal to him if I found a way to aim his attention on me. He says for me to marry him would be ideal for both the family and me. I really do not care what he wants but he has some sort of a point. Isaac is smart, a great obedient son, however clumsier than you could imagine when it came to being around women. She knows her father just wants her to marry him because of his father’s class and normally would find a way to make sure and disobey him but at this point she sees no reason why she would need to. As she is thinking she picks up her books and heads toward the mystical creatures section in the library hoping to find a book she had been searching for, for far too long but had been told if she could find it anywhere it would be here, when she rounds a corner and literally bumps into someone and drops all of her books. At first she is annoyed and then realizes it may have been her who wasn’t paying attention. She looked up to apologies immediately as her eyes met his and they both fell stark silent. She somehow managed to compose herself into what might have looked like a lady, apologized and picked up her books and handed him his. After which he introduced himself and she herself while also indicated she already knew who he was. After talking for a moment she asked if his father had an occult section. She was looking for a book but couldn’t find it. He said his father didn’t believe in that sort of thing but he had a few in his room if she would like to borrow one. She agreed not sure why she trusted him but she did. She thought it was quite funny that they both read about things that our parents rolled their eyes at. Things about vampires and mystical creatures that couldn’t possibly exist. What no one knew however was she was doing research for something that had interested her for quite some time. Her mother had been a nurse before they had moved from England just two years ago and she had seen some pretty strange things. Bites in weird places, gaps in people’s minds, all sorts of things that at the time made her laugh because the entire town thought it was an invasion of vampires but no matter what they thought everyone looked the other way when the subject came up in public. Well now the same thing was happening in VA and she was bound to get to the bottom of it. The thought that scared her the most though was she was starting to think there really were some mystical vampires following her and her family and if they were she had not one clue why. After getting the book that she had been searching for sense before she left England and exiting the room she and Isaac went walking through the halls. They talked for what seemed like hours before Elizabeth had to excuse herself to go do her father’s laundry and put her books away and Isaac politely let her go. They said there good byes and Elizabeth ran off to do laundry thinking that maybe marriage and obeying her father once in a while wasn’t such a bad thing. What she knew for a fact though was that she couldn’t let him start suspecting what she already knew, that vampires were real. She had already had dreams warning her to stay away from the subject, begging her to leave it alone. She didn’t want her curiosity either getting the only boy she may have ever liked hurt and or landing herself in the loony bin. In the next few weeks they spent loads of time together. They studied together, they went ice skating together, she showed him journalism and he showed her politics. It was drawing near time for her to go and she was dreading it dearly. She liked Isaac a lot. He respected that she wanted to work but said that marriage eventually shouldn’t be completely out of the question. Later the next day he was acting a bit strange. He asked if it were up to me would I go back or stay. I of course told him I would love to stay but without either a wedding band or a job there was no way either of my parents were letting me stay. His smile grew wider as he said “I might be able to help with at least one of those.” His father summoned me to his office later that day and for the love of blond moments I didn’t see this coming in a million years. Mr. Wiseley asked if I would do him the honor of being his son’s personal assistant. I was more exited then a school girl with an extra set of books but I kept my composure just like mother had shown me. He went on to enlighten me he had noticed I fancied his son and asked if I were going to be his sons first heartbreak or would I take pity on the pore boy and find a way to tell him I feel the same as he. I told him for once in my life I would be a lady and let his son decide when he wanted to enlighten me of his feelings and when he decided to tell me I should let the both of you know that I do not intend to break anyone’s heart and certainly not his.
When I asked father if I could stay he was most exited at the job I had gotten and who my boss would be. He granted me the right to stay and stay I did. I fallowed Isaac to school that year and the next four. If you were an outsider you would have thought we were courting. He opened doors for me and carried my books as his father now paid for me to go to Columbia and take the same classes as Isaac with the exception of I still got to take my journalism classes as electives. Even though Isaac had a full semester ahead of me I caught up with ease and now we were graduating together. This was the deciding day, either I went home as his friend and secretary or I went home as his fiancé but it was up to him. Her father was proud of her, she had managed to befriend and possibly court and or get engaged to one of the most powerful men he could think of, and not that she cared, she was in love with his personality and his smarts not his money and power and that is when it hit her. If he didn’t ask her to come home as his after four years in school and pretty much courting for four years no one would have to worry about her breaking his heart because he would break hers. The question now is, just what will he do?

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48 Re: Twilight Over New York on Sun Nov 03, 2013 2:28 pm

Great to see the backgrounds. i read and enjoyed them both, now its almost time to play this out...

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49 Re: Twilight Over New York on Mon Nov 04, 2013 12:01 pm

So how did the game go this weekend? Did Elizabeth and Isaac kill each other?


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50 Re: Twilight Over New York on Mon Nov 04, 2013 12:17 pm

Chaos' Plague wrote:So how did the game go this weekend?  Did Elizabeth and Isaac kill each other?
Nope we banged and gave birth to you. cheers 

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