

Meeting a GhoulIt was past two oclock on this quiet autumn night. An old Frank Zappa record was playing (I prefer the warm sound of vinyl with its occasional soothing surface noise) and I was enjoying a cognac-spiked coffee. For no reason at all and without any provocation I felt compelled to look through the window immediately to my right. Pushing aside the heavy curtain, I looked right into the eyes of someone; or rather, something.Meeting a Ghoul
A single word immediately leapt into my mind. Despite the surreal absurdity of the notion, I instinctively knew what it was: ghoul. Its face looked human enough: its head was almost perfectly rou


Game Master Pet Peeves1. Players who use song lyrics as their character background (twice as bad if the lyrics are shit like Linkin Park, Korn, Evanescence or Slipknot);Game Master Pet Peeves
2. Players who quote Monty Python, Star Trek or Lord of the Rings incessantly;
3. Players who think its original to have a character thats a clear copy of Drizzt or Wolverine;
4. Players who are convinced that all Vampires are sophisticated, tragic, aristocratic, emo, Byronic, misunderstood lovers of classical music and literature;
5. Players who have Vampire characters and play them as mentioned above, without being able to do more t


A Call To MankindFrom the sun-parched cliffs in the east To the ice-clad valleys in the west The dead souls of living men wander Their skin has long since withered away And their blunt nerves have frozen The black oil in their veins boiled And congealed to a mirthless limbo They blindly pass the beauty of the trees Not a single glazed eye they turn Nor do their nostrils quiver and inhale The fragrance of delightful flowersA Call To Mankind
Then scuffle over skull-paved paths And march wilfully ignorant to thy doom! No need have I of you or yours May your limbs burn and your joints stiff
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In heaven all the interesting people are missing.
-Friedrich Nietzsche
~MistaBobby
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At spes non fracta.
I'm doing commissions now!
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Tu es mon âme sur...Tu me manques tellement...
You are my Soulmate... I miss you so much
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Nihilistic Purity
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~Strangers are just friends waiting to happen~
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It's about what resides in the soul of a man and what he chooses to do with it. *Blind Willie Johnson (1897-1945)
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What grows towards light does so through and by means of darkness.
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It's about what resides in the soul of a man and what he chooses to do with it. *Blind Willie Johnson (1897-1945)
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