march '99 comments

Dave: Just have Carlos start hunting down other genres, so we can have an all Vampire game :-]

Adam    - Wednesday, March 31, 1999 at 14:14:46 (EST)

C'mon... have the chutzpah to insult my character IC if you're gonna do so. Lest I have Carlos start hunting down gamers for his Saturday night snack.

Dave   <click to email>
- Wednesday, March 31, 1999 at 13:43:42 (EST)

Kirk: One, don't address characters as yourself then. It takes away from the atmosphere of the game. Two, of course the Regent sucks(blood), he's a vampire, and he won't bite you because it'd be a waste of time. He'd just use his vampiric wooj.

The OOC Regent    - Wednesday, March 31, 1999 at 13:32:43 (EST)

Okay, "Regent" take your head out of your butt! When I'm posting in character, I'll post as the Baron. Until then, I have two things to say: "Bite Me" and "The Regent Sucks"

Kirk    - Wednesday, March 31, 1999 at 13:24:44 (EST)

Garamon, please contact me. I have something I need done at which I think you'd excel.

Cyrus   <click to email>
- Wednesday, March 31, 1999 at 12:31:35 (EST)

And = any, between Fae and favors.... revise, must revise.

The OOC Regent    - Wednesday, March 31, 1999 at 11:14:13 (EST)

Baron: I hope you realize you're insulting probably the most powerful supernatural being in the Domain of Lansing. The intentions of Camarilla clans are meant to aid the kine, while taking advantage of whatever abilities they might have - Changlings do the same, in regards to utilizing mortal talents. I suggest you stay out of kindred affairs. I was present for a short time at your "Boom-Boom Room", and I noticed how easy it could have been to end you right then and there. I wasn't in the mood to do the Fae and favors at that time. The next time I see a disrespectful comment towards Carlos, you will cease to be.

The Regent    - Wednesday, March 31, 1999 at 11:12:30 (EST)

How will the Brujah "take care" of the poor and downtrodden?

Will it be by stealing their money and holding them under the heels of their boots? Or do you have a permanent and "final solution"?

I look forward to witnessing this Brujah mercy.

Kirk    - Wednesday, March 31, 1999 at 08:49:15 (EST)

Do not determine for me what is important and what is not Jack Webb. I can do that for myself just fine. Since you seem to view this matter as so unimportant I'll expect that your holdings will be sold as soon as possible. The Brujah can take care of the poor and downtrodden of North Lansing just fine.

Carlos   <click to email>
- Wednesday, March 31, 1999 at 02:22:40 (EST)


Please e-mail me ( if you are interested in the L.A.R.P minature golf adventure this weekend. I might go home this weekend if there is not enough interest. Hope to here from you all soon...

PYLE   <click to email>
- Wednesday, March 31, 1999 at 00:53:42 (EST)

Hi all! Just a test of your local Penguin Broadcasting System... (PBS for short ;-)... we switched the server on alagad, and everything should be working just as peachy as ever. I should also get up a spell-checker for the comment page soon, and you should be able to reach the page at

Good night all. I'm going back to my Pasta-Roni and computer :-).

Pengie Mistress  <click to email>
- Wednesday, March 31, 1999 at 00:01:03 (EST)

Hey Shut the f##k up!! I'm a Goddamned Brujah And I'm pretty F##king proud of it. By Guys;)

Corona   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 30, 1999 at 19:16:52 (EST)

Good one, Flava'!

Kirk   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 30, 1999 at 15:39:43 (EST)

Hey! Turf grass management is very important! Especially to this university, you piece of sod! You sandy loam from a glacial morraine!! Sorry "Jack", but your buildin' got blown up real good, and boy oh boy is Gutterball pissed...

Flava' Unit    - Tuesday, March 30, 1999 at 13:36:20 (EST)


I was unaware that the Vampires of the city used adolescent gang-like concepts such as turf and boundary wars. This is unfortunate. I was merely trying to help the downtrodden and underprivaledged of Lansing. Tsk, tsk.

You may speak to Drake Fairborn if you have any problems or questions about my holdings. I will be out of town dealing with far more important issues than "turf."

Jack Webb  <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 30, 1999 at 13:20:00 (EST)

Moots, Shmoots, who cares they take away valuable time from hunting and investigating the 4.

Although they serve a purpose, the most recent ones have ended with all making a mockery them self.

Billy  <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 30, 1999 at 09:12:59 (EST)

I, too, have an apology. I neglected the Elysium in an attempt to find an individual. In doing so, the Elysium was damaged. This will _NOT_ happen in the future, the kindred have my word to that. I hope the search for the Horsemen goes well.

Cyrus    - Monday, March 29, 1999 at 23:23:02 (EST)

Two more of our kind have passed. Claudette and Jose, many of you may know how close they were to me. I apologize to Cyrus for the damage I inflicted upon the Elysium in my grief over their deaths.

Due to the recent Natural Gas Explosion at Deja-Vu we will be closed for repairs for the next two weeks. I thank you all for your loyal patronage and hope you will return when we reopen.

Jack Webb: I would like to know just what you are doing building on and buying up property on my turf on the North Side. You can be sure that no profit will come from encroachments on Kindred Territories. If this was an oversight and you wish to sell in order to purchase property elsewhere I will make sure you are properties maintain their value long enough for you to do so.

Carlos   <click to email>
- Monday, March 29, 1999 at 23:14:47 (EST)

** MEMERABLE QUOTE #16 ** Jack Webb: Even a great warrior such as your self has dificulties with BSD's. Akalia: I didn't have much problem with the last one. Jack Webb: You threw him in the rage pool!!! Akalia: I still didn't have much problem with him. *grin* Jack Webb: BLEH!@#@!!!

Mike Ruyle   <click to email>
- Monday, March 29, 1999 at 12:24:50 (EST)

I just wanted to thank everyone for their defence of me. I know what wonderful warriors you all are. I only hope the muscles in your arms are as big as the ones in your heads.

Be care Baron! The idiot defense force (I.D.F.) is coming your way!

Grand Moff Pooka, Dark Lord of the Sith    - Monday, March 29, 1999 at 09:23:09 (EST)

I would like to congradulate all of the Garou players for an excellently played, emotionally intense, and all around cool Moot last night. Rock on. :)

Dave Crampton  <click to email>
- Sunday, March 28, 1999 at 14:20:04 (EST)

I would like to thank everyone in advance for causing the deaths of my characters, AND the deaths of other characters. It allows me to feel a surreal kind of reincarnation. Grand Moff Pooka, you're the best!!! *pooka* he he

Edmund   <click to email>
- Saturday, March 27, 1999 at 14:26:44 (EST)


Can't we all just get along? I have a dream in which a comment page will be open to all supernaturals. Where a pooka with a dream to blow up the moon can express his feelings without persecution. In all seriousness though, No LARPer will want to miss this weekends game. The story teller core will annouce the nominees for the first annual LARPYS. 10 awards will be given out the last session before summer. Catagories will include: The Hadrian Drake Grand Klaive award for excellence in power-gaming. The Kinfolk first change award for the most stupidest thing done by a player. The Yukon Cornelius award for dumbest character concept. The Young Scottish Lad award for best character history. The 15th gen Malkavian award for best Vampire player. The Wandering Gypsy dog award for best Garou player. The Grand Moff Pooka award for best Changeling player...Plus many(3) more!!!

All nominees for each award will be annouced Saturday. Please do not be offended if you are (or are not) nominated for certain award(s), this is meant to be a fun way to wrap up a great year of L.A.R.Ping. Good Luck to everyone!!!

Pyle   <click to email>
- Saturday, March 27, 1999 at 03:46:15 (EST)

Baron Lenoig, you'll be missed, you and your flowery, flighty words and your html-grab-bag-samplin' o' colored text.

Flava' Unit    - Friday, March 26, 1999 at 17:16:47 (EST)

Lame and Insane, Baron? You've just sentenced yourself to a very slow and painful death.

Vampire or Garou?    - Friday, March 26, 1999 at 16:52:30 (EST)

Yes, Flava' your wisdom exceeds your taste. It seems this is only a forum for the lame and insane, I therefore take my leave.

Baron Lenoig    - Friday, March 26, 1999 at 15:51:38 (EST)

Grand Moff Pooka, Dark Lord of the Third Realm, Needs no protection from anyone. He is one of us and if any one has a problem with this you have a long and puzzling road ahead.

Hypochondriacs    - Friday, March 26, 1999 at 15:38:05 (EST)

Um, excuse me? I think there's something wrong here...I swore that this board was for only spinny vampires and garou. What are you fae doing? Being productive? Let ME consult the fries and/or pasta chart.....

Flava' Unit    - Friday, March 26, 1999 at 15:03:16 (EST)

Mr. Leonig: If I sought retribution for the death of Johnny Steele you can be sure I would take it upon whomever I thought deserved vengence, not whoever the Fae wished to toss my way as a morsel. As I stated however, I saw it as a random misfortune and I know of no other kindred who disagrees with me. Should you have evidence that Mr. Pookah was in some way responsible for John's demise I would be very interested in seeing it. If however you simply wish us to exterminate the Pookah as some strange bribery to get us to stop *not* taking vengence on you then I say do your own dirtywork. In other words, read with the glasses on *right* side up.

Carlos   <click to email>
- Friday, March 26, 1999 at 00:56:05 (EST)

Woo hoo! I always thought that Escheat thing was a piece of crap, anyways! Now somebody tell me how this Progeny thing works... Speaking of Bedlam, exactly which part of the Eschaet did I break again? I can't seem to find The Right of Foolish People Not To Be Tormented By Squirrels. As a matter of fact, Baron, did I get really drunk and swear fealty to you, or something? I'm not too up-to-date on these things, but as far as I remember, I pretty much work for Bran, and that's it. Now that this is settled: Where's the next Meeting? What time? What should I wear? Are there going to be refreshments? Can I get right in on the in-party combat, or should I just watch a couple of times to get a feel of how it works?

Grand Moff Pooka, Dark Lord of the Third Realm   <click to email>
- Friday, March 26, 1999 at 00:12:50 (EST)

If you're interested, there's a Quicktime movie on White-Wolf's webpage advertising Pentex. Its kind of dumb though....

Adam    - Thursday, March 25, 1999 at 18:41:28 (EST)

To All: It would be ashame to find the body of the Pooka sprawled lifeless somewhere... It would be a waste of such a helpful creature... I would hate to have to hunt down his murderer...

Draven Blackwolf   <click to email>
- Thursday, March 25, 1999 at 16:52:44 (EST)

This all begs the question:
What type of pooka (some alternate spellings are pookah, poukah, or dumbass) was Hitler? My bet is that he was a little dachshund named Schnappsie, either that, or judging by his facial features, some type of disgruntled marmot or rodent, perhaps a stoat of some kind.

Flava' Unit    - Thursday, March 25, 1999 at 15:25:41 (EST)

To clarify things. I shall not kill the pooka. Another of our laws prevents kith from killing kith. This law is the foundation of our peace since the Accordance war. I have offered only a means of reparation to those seeking vengence. If Carlos or Jack Webb, wish to offer haven to the Pooka, so be it.

Pooka's do not ALWAYS lie. They can tell the truth and technically, exaggeration counts as lying. So dear Billy, your trust and belief in the Pooka is amusing yet naive of their crafty ways.

His instigation of rebellion can not be tolerated. If this were his only crime, he could be forgiven and I would do so. In fact, I can offer clemency to him, should he ask...TRUTHFULLY. And he can do so if he truly wishes to speak so.

I am both kind and merciful but I will rule as my position dictates. The RIGHT OF DEMESNE provides me this right. To those of you unfamiliar with it, it states: "A lord is the king over his domain. He is judge and jury over all crimes, large and small; his word is law. A noble is to be obeyed by his vassals, and respected by others."

Carlos, since you have extended protection for the Pooka, I shall consider him one of you. Bound by your laws until he wishes to obey ours.

Carlos, if you spot an overbearing lord, please do point that person out to me. And let me know if your beer is the Fianna brew or supplied by King brewery.

Baron Lenoig    - Thursday, March 25, 1999 at 15:09:33 (EST)

*sighs* Oh, yes, let's take the pooka seriously! That's _brilliant_! You know, taking a pooka's words at face value has caused many problems in the past: World War II, for instance. "We'll build a Master Race," Hitler said. "We'll rule the world!" And the Germans _believed_ him! Then he started spewing out even stupider ideas ("Let's kill millions of people for no reason!") in hopes that the German people would sense _some_ sarcasm in his words, but no! they still followed him blindly! (Are you getting this, Joan Of Ark?) *sighs again* At any rate, I'm having some computer difficulties, as my modem keeps bleeding and I can't get it to stop. If somebody has some computer expertise and is willing to help, let me know.

Grand Moff Pooka, Dark Lord of the Third Realm   <click to email>
- Thursday, March 25, 1999 at 14:58:16 (EST)

Ooooo, Flava' you... you... you....ooooo!

I know I shouldn't be so harsh with you. You need time to learn the rules. HA! Back-smack!

Kirk   <click to email>
- Thursday, March 25, 1999 at 14:45:01 (EST)

Who would want a pookah destoyed? That's quite harsh...especially in recompense for the life of a "spinny" vampire. I don't get why anyone, especially this "Memnoch" Lenoig, would give a ratkin's ass if Johnny WhiteBread was puchin' up daisies. And Kirk...sitting on my ass? Hey, I learned it from that's smack talk.

Flava' Unit    - Thursday, March 25, 1999 at 13:37:16 (EST)

Mr. Leonig: I urge you to reconsider. Though I am not familiar with the details of Mr. Pookah's actions againt your laws I support the attempt to destroy the moon, as I said, as long as the sun goes with it. The moon has always been a reminder to me that I live only in the night. Mr. Pookah remember, my Court is always open as a sanctuary to those being persecuted by overbearing leaders. Besides, I've got beer.

Carlos   <click to email>
- Thursday, March 25, 1999 at 13:28:21 (EST)

Baron Lenoig must I remind everyone


I truly doubt the Pooka wants the moon renoved fron the nite sky.

Billy  <click to email>
- Thursday, March 25, 1999 at 11:13:48 (EST)

Be it known by my decree and the power of the Dreaming, that the one called the "Grand Moff Pooka" is hereby exiled from the protection of the fae.

He has violated our sacred laws, particularly the mortal's right to Dream by murdering an innocent victim. He has now threatened the Dreaming by instigating an assault on the Moon and speaks openly of destroying the Sidhe kith.

For these crimes, his life is forfeit. He shall receive no aid or succor from me and is therefore banned from the Children's Garden's freehold and the warmth of our balefire.

To all the vampires who have been angered by the fae, I offer this pooka's life for the sacrifice of Johnny Steel. No retribution shall be taken for any who claim this miserable wretch.

Let all know, that I would fight and die for each of the kith under my protection, but I will brook no treason! There shall not be another accordance war!

Baron Lenoig    - Thursday, March 25, 1999 at 09:13:58 (EST)

Thanks for clearing that one up Cyrus. I was a little confused.

Carlos   <click to email>
- Thursday, March 25, 1999 at 04:18:23 (EST)

Carlos: I believe Mr. Blackwolf is referring to the Lasombra we discovered prior to the colleges spring recess. If there are Sabbat in the Domain we are unaware of, I think it wise to speak with Vlad.

Cyrus    - Wednesday, March 24, 1999 at 23:38:09 (EST)

Mr Blackwolf: The only friends I have wear the red bandanna. Are you accusing them of being Sabbat?

Carlos   <click to email>
- Wednesday, March 24, 1999 at 22:07:20 (EST)

Mr. Webb: If the last one indeed came forth from molten metal then it can only be one person, Zebulon, prince of the city when I arrived in Lansing. I believe we must know as much as possible about these four before they became what they are now. If any know details about the other three I suggest they try to find out even more. It will be critical when the time comes.

Carlos   <click to email>
- Wednesday, March 24, 1999 at 22:04:22 (EST)

Could you destroy the Sun for me while you're at it?

Carlos   <click to email>
- Wednesday, March 24, 1999 at 21:55:28 (EST)

Grim times are among us, friends, and they look only to become all the more grim. Obviously, the Apocolypse must be stopped, and, for this to occur, we must pool our abilities and resources towards a common goal: we must blow up the moon. The benefits of the moon's destruction are threefold: with the moon no longer there, it cannot turn blood red, thereby causing the prophecies to fail; also, it would mildly torment the werewolves; and, finilly, there is the possibility that it would send those f*cking Sidhe back were they f*cking came from (no offense, Baron). Bring your ideas next Saturday night, that we may discuss this further. Also, if anyone could point out this deviant "productive" fae for me so that he may be smited, I would be highly appreciative.

Grand Moff Pooka, Dark Lord of the Third Realm   <click to email>
- Wednesday, March 24, 1999 at 20:45:46 (EST)

To all "strange" residents of Lansing and the surrounding area:

It has been discovered that "The Four" who have disappeared from our respective groups have been captured and corrupted, most likely by the Son of Shadow himself. They have become the Four Horsemen of the Apocolypse from myth and legend.

  1. Matthew Walks-To-Moon - War
  2. Gutterball, Nosferatu - Pestilence
  3. "Dave", Changeling - Famine
  4. A wraith, coming forth from a couldron of molten metal - Death (the identity of this one is unknown, but any information on him would be helpful).

We need to either destroy these four, or their leader, the Son of Shadow. If any can find the Daughter of Eve that we all had visions about, this could also help. Please, talk to each other about this and help me to come up with a solution. This CAN be overcome!

Jack Webb  <click to email>
- Wednesday, March 24, 1999 at 15:45:58 (EST)

Yep, that was Flava' trash talking...what flava' you might ask...the sit on my butt and stay out of the game I'm supposed to be storytelling Flava'Unit....sounds pretty vanilla to don't you trash talk Johnny, man! Johnny was the shit, man! Before too long, we'll all be kung-fu fighting! Ooo, power rangers is on. I'm going to watch it with Ward's mom.

Kirk    - Wednesday, March 24, 1999 at 15:02:10 (EST)

Allies are a scarcity... I understand this... but I have several more than I believe you are aware of... and at least I do not count Lassombra among them...

Draven Blackwolf    - Wednesday, March 24, 1999 at 01:43:33 (EST)

Mr Blackwolf: While regrettable, I understand the reasons behind your withdrawing support from the Camarilla within the city. After responding to your letter and then reading your entries here I have but one thing to add: Do not work contrary to the Camarilla's goals. Being an independent within a city such as this can be a dangerous affair, you may need allies someday yet. Again this is merely advice meant to bring to light your new position. I was once such as you are, and I know the difficult choices you face. I wish you luck.

Carlos   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 23, 1999 at 23:10:17 (EST)


I was sorry to hear of Mr. Steele's untimely death. In truth, he and his entire coterie were weak. Warriors die in battle, cowards and woman die by thier own hands. I can't blame him, really. Suicide is a much better fate than what awaits all of you. By now even the foolish of you all have figured out who the "4" are, but can you stop them? I think Mr. Steele figured out the grim reality and it led him to his course of action. I guess I should expect to see you all join him soon. I can not be stopped. I control the destiny of us all. I shall enjoy watching you burn...

Son of Shawdow    - Tuesday, March 23, 1999 at 21:01:00 (EST)

Yes, Johnny will be missed, him and his sweet, sweet kung-fu antics...pffft...Whatever!!! Bah-piffle. He will be missed... like my mom.

Flava' Unit   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 23, 1999 at 20:46:16 (EST)

Stories come in many forms. Some happy and some quite sad. The passing of Johnny Steele is obviously a very sad story to his allies and his friends. I do not begrudge anyone their loyalties nor their loves. Indeed, I praise you all for it.

But the story of Johnny Steele may not yet be over. A quest is unfinished and many part's of Johnny's story have yet to be written. His death need not be the end of his epic tale.

In truth he died for he could not confront his dreams and fantasies. I believe that his dreams died long ago and thus, he rushed to his own oblivion.

As the werewolves know, warriors are lost in battle. And it is tragic for one to end one's own life. This I know, too well.

I know not the nature of Johnny's quest and will not fulfill his tasks. There are obviously many closer to Johnny who will volunteer. Punishments shall be inflicted for Johnny's loss and I shall soon come to your lands where those angry with the Fae may bear witness to those responsible for Johnny's end.!

Baron Lenoig   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 23, 1999 at 14:47:08 (EST)

Kindred of Lansing: I regret to inform you that due to the current situation of the city and recent events, I am forced to withdraw the aid of clan Gangrel from the Camarilla of Lansing. I will still be in the city, but no longer wish to be called to council or asked for aid on your petty matters and power struggles. Unless there is a drastic change, I am and will continue to be an independent.

Draven Blackwolf   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 23, 1999 at 00:54:39 (EST)

"Baron" huh? Well whatever it is you are... you should be more cautious of your words and deeds... and those of your kin. A war you do not want, but a war we have... and in this war we need all the hands we can gather and the untimely loss of one of those caused indirectly by you may be a large blow against us... Be cautious in the choices you seek and be warned of what is to come... The loss of Jhonny Steel is a great one at that, for it might prevent the one thing that insures the survival of the Weres... I hope that all works out, and if you truly are sorry for the occurance... maybe an effort of reparations are in order... complete the task Johnny had undertaken. However, my saying this has no power as I am not of the Kindred of Lansing... I have no voice in their council and no power over their actions... do as you must, but, heed my advice.

Draven Blackwolf   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 23, 1999 at 00:36:45 (EST)


I would like to apologize for my lack of sleep saturday. I made a poor choice and it will not be repeated. Although, from what I have heard, Saturday was still a great night. I feel I somehow let everone down and it will not happen again. I would like to thank Nate, Ward, & Mike for picking up the load. Overall the plot was advanced more in one week than in the previous year. (slight exageration) I'm happy to see co-operation between Vamps and Garou; Plus I'm happy to see the Fae do something productive. (Smile) So, with this in mind, I would like to make the following annoucement: Everybody who played in last weeks L.A.R.P will recieve the Plot advancement point. That's right, EVERYBODY!.

Congradulations everyone!

Pyle   <click to email>
- Monday, March 22, 1999 at 23:30:47 (EST)

Mr. Leonig: I'm sure you are aware that the one whose honor was affronted cannot speak to you now. I will not scold your kind like a parent, that only plays into the childish image Fae in general project. Also, I do not blame you or the Lady for what happened after our meeting. It was merely a tragic convergence of random factors as I see it. I hope that we can maintain the cordial relationship we have enjoyed in the past.

Carlos   <click to email>
- Monday, March 22, 1999 at 22:25:21 (EST)

What a blow the tip of a Fae sword has dealt to us. Johnny Steele, a most noble and loyal Kindred has passed into final death. The lives of our kind are long, who knows the secret torments that have been wrought upon us over the centuries. Certainly John's were heavy indeed, however deeply buried they were.

The count increases by one the number of us that have passed since I came to this city. The closeness of this death nearly grazes my cold flesh, making me wonder how long I must wait before death comes. How many more burdens such as this I must bear.

John, my blood is boiling for you. My heart aches. There is no justice in this death. No act by me will bring peace to my soul now. There are no answers to this, only empty questions. Perhaps, given time, I will be able to accept this simply for what it is. Until then I wish you safe journey, to wherever you go next from this world.

Carlos   <click to email>
- Monday, March 22, 1999 at 22:11:35 (EST)

Unto my dearest P.T. O'Malley....In dreams and fantasies I am moved to breathlessness. You have been the comfort of my soul and the truest excitement in my life. I thank you for all that you have given me and I sing your praises each night. I would die for you. I would lie for you. Let me not be forever your secret love.

Anon    - Monday, March 22, 1999 at 10:01:37 (EST)

Whoa, hold on just one minute. The Baron did not grant anybody visions. I have not enchanted anyone but one of my kith did do such a deed. For those who have found this to be an affront to their honor, you may address the issue with me.

Though my people are undisciplined and often disrespectful to their betters, I am sure that torment leading to his destruction was not the goal.

We shall need each and every kith and prodigal available to battle the evil that has come upon our lands. Let us put aside these quarrels for the moment and fight the forces that Hell is assembling against us. For our problems are many. . .

The spectres in the basement of our bar, the disappearance for four of our kin, a brewery building upon the Were's sacred land, and mortals that know our most detailed and intimate secrets. These are the battles before us.

Join me and ye shall see who are the true nobility in this land!

Baron Lenoig    - Monday, March 22, 1999 at 09:54:40 (EST)

Scott is a hottie....*giggles and vanishes*

Sammi   <click to email>
- Monday, March 22, 1999 at 00:30:15 (EST)

Memorable Quote #15

Carlos: Care to explain the little matter of our Elysium being broken into while we were gone?

Jack Webb: Sure. Ever been, really, REALLY drunk?

Dave Crampton  <click to email>
- Sunday, March 21, 1999 at 23:11:19 (EST)

A Howl of Mourning wails from the Caern of Luna's Pact.

Jack Webb  <click to email>
- Sunday, March 21, 1999 at 22:57:08 (EST)

Bye Johnny, you were a good friend. You'll be missed.

Cyrus    - Sunday, March 21, 1999 at 22:42:56 (EST)

Last Will and Testament

Thanks to the visions granted me by the Baron, I now understand that my unlife is an abomination and that I have dishonored my grandfather's memory with my deeds. There is only one way to make amends.

Carlos: you will find my Lamborghini parked at an address I will email you separately. The keys are hidden in the shrubbery nearby. The following items are in the trunk; I rely on your honor to distribute them according to my will.

To Draven, I bequeath my six silver throwing knives and hand-tooled leather bandolier. Don't turn your back on your furry friends. They bite.

To Vlad, I bequeath my sawed-off Remington shotguns and quick-draw rig, and my sniper rifle and silencer. Shoot that Son of Shadow motherfucker once for me.

To Carlos, I bequeath the silver-inlaid rapier that once belonged to Timothy Pierce. So far, everyone who bore it has destroyed themselves. Perhaps you will break the curse.

Lastly, I bequeath the $3.95 million in cash in the two suitcases in the trunk to the Johnny Steele Foundation for the Environment, to be used to preserve the only known territory of the endangered Michigan Black Wolf; Carlos, Draven, and Jack Webb are to be the trustees. There is a videotape with my narration for the commercial in the back seat.

I go now to face my grandfather. Seek for me in the changelings' basement, or not at all.

J. Steele


Johnny Steele   <click to email>
- Sunday, March 21, 1999 at 21:41:42 (EST)

And skippy, stop scaring away the norms.

Jordan    - Sunday, March 21, 1999 at 12:39:16 (EST)

Stalin was grovy. DOWN WITH CAPATALISM! All hail the red scare!

Jordan    - Sunday, March 21, 1999 at 00:38:17 (EST)

Umm...oh.well,uh,ROLE PLAYING?ummm,well,how about not.Um,and uh,no.

Joan of Ark   <click to email>
- Saturday, March 20, 1999 at 18:29:23 (EST)

Joan of Ark:

Perhaps you should email one of the Storytellers personally if you have a question about role-playing or about the White-Wolf universe. You can find the address for the WereWolf storyteller on the WereWolf page, and so on.

Dave Crampton  <click to email>
- Saturday, March 20, 1999 at 18:00:50 (EST)

I just don't know any more.

Jordan    - Saturday, March 20, 1999 at 17:55:50 (EST)

Jordan,what is that supposed to mean?

Joan of Ark   <click to email>
- Saturday, March 20, 1999 at 16:19:01 (EST)

I know i'm talking about things that are only ok because they don't wear pants.

Jordan    - Saturday, March 20, 1999 at 15:31:17 (EST)

Well,what ARE you talking about?I know I said it was scary,but it sounds kind of intriguing.

Joan Of Ark   <click to email>
- Saturday, March 20, 1999 at 15:20:40 (EST)

Well,what ARE you talking about?I know I said it was scary,but it sounds kind of intriguing.

Joan Of Ark   <click to email>
- Saturday, March 20, 1999 at 15:20:34 (EST)

Well,what ARE you talking about?I know I said it was scary,but it sounds kind of intriguing.

Joan Of Ark   <click to email>
- Saturday, March 20, 1999 at 15:20:19 (EST)

Ahhh Hitler, what a great guy. I remember back in the day when he used to come to my school. It was always the time of the cake walk and back sale. .Boy did that little bugger bake good, you should have tasted his baked zini. Wait. That was my friend's mom, not Hitler. My bad.

Jordan    - Friday, March 19, 1999 at 16:00:04 (EST)

Do you want hot sex?!! More money? A Successful life?

Then ignore this posting.

SPAM    - Friday, March 19, 1999 at 13:39:54 (EST)

Um,one question.What are you guys TALKING about?!I was trying to find info on Hitler and they brought me here.I dont know what you mean,but this really kind of scares me.Well,bye

Joan of Ark   <click to email>
- Friday, March 19, 1999 at 09:34:35 (EST)

Garamon: Perhaps it would be better if Cyrus brokers the trade you offer. I find myself a little short on favors on behalf of Gutterball. Besides, it sounds as if you aren't willing to come to court to deal. I'm sure Cyrus will be willing to explain why Mr Gutterball had fallen out of favor so quickly.

Draven: Of course you are invited to meet Mr. Webb with me. I didn't want to speak for you however, I'm not sure how fragile your alliances are. In any case I will inform you of the arrangements as soon as they are made. I'm sure your unique perspective will speed up the progress of the gathering.

Mr. Blade: I know you're still out there and that you read this board. You've been quiet lately. Though I'm sure you've been busy, as have I. I have been doing some research. There are ways, it is said, that Kindred can become mortal again. I have never meant you any harm Blade. Think of it, growing old, having children, grandchildren. It is a thought that has occurred to me from time to time as well. I think that you have taken me wrongly. We are similar beasts you and I. I hope you dont find that insulting. In any case I will leave some of my research in the last place we met, exactly where you stood to wait for me.

Carlos   <click to email>
- Friday, March 19, 1999 at 02:30:24 (EST)


The girl layed naked across the table, bound by feet and hands. Her captor looked over her, though she could only see a shadowy outline of his face. "The time is 'nigh my lovely, you shall be the tool from which forth I bring about Gehenna..." The girl did not know what he was talking about. She had been here for a week, or was it two? Yet she still did not know what he wanted with her. He had not touched her. If not for a few words during the "meals" he had not even spoke to her. Now he stood before her, cloaked in the shawdows of this evil place. She felt a slight poke in her side. What had he done? Am I bleeding? Consciousness started to fade away... "Thanks to your life blood little flower, the four have been chosen. Now they are loose in the world to bring about it's end. Sleep now. When you awake, I will help you re-shape the world from the ash that remains." What is he talking about? Must stay awake to find ou...


Vision in your mind    - Thursday, March 18, 1999 at 20:53:28 (EST)

Mr. Blackwolf:

If we have met, I don't remember it. I look forward to meeting you and discovering how you know so much about my associates.

Jack Webb  <click to email>
- Thursday, March 18, 1999 at 19:23:18 (EST)

Carlos: IF you insist on meeting Jack Webb... I must request that you allow me to come along with you... I have much more experience with these wolves than most and for that matter... I know every one of them in Lansing... they are a dangerous lot and there is safety in numbers.

Draven Blackwolf   <click to email>
- Thursday, March 18, 1999 at 10:26:18 (EST)

Prince, I will converse with you on Saturday. Whether it is in court or not, is another matter. There is much to discuss. He he . . . Cyrus, I will contact you on Saturday and will meet with you in person, but also in private. And by all means gentleman, refer to me as Garamon. It is my name.

Garamon    - Thursday, March 18, 1999 at 09:14:48 (EST)

Unknown: While I am only slightly more interested in Gutterball than than I had in the recent Opera on Ice marathon on E! (which was nil) I am forced to take your offer seriously as I have witnessed some strange and dangerous events myself recently. If you have insight into this I will speak with you at court, in Deja Vu, on Saturday night.

I have much information I could give in return Unknown. Be sure to have questions ready, I have important business matters to attend to that evening.

Carlos   <click to email>
- Thursday, March 18, 1999 at 01:13:10 (EST)

Dave, Brother!
I'm about ready to check your rudy-pudy candy-ass inot the smack-down hotel. You talk about 30' high electrified steal cages. Well when I'm done with you; You will be 6' feet under, Dead Man! I'm the greatest! The best there was, is, and ever will be! OH, you didn't know? Your ass better Call somebody. Can you dig it?

"Big Nasty" Pyle   <click to email>
- Wednesday, March 17, 1999 at 17:56:31 (EST)

Is Gutterball the Nosferatu who appeared at the last gathering? If so, Unknown Kindred of Lansing, please contact me.

Cyrus   <click to email>
- Wednesday, March 17, 1999 at 16:08:56 (EST)

Be warned Kindred of Lansing. You are heading for some turbulent times. Also, Gutterball is missing. I must resolve this. Prince, you scratch my back and I may fill you in on some interesting things.

Unknown Vampire of Lansing    - Wednesday, March 17, 1999 at 15:32:18 (EST)

P A N T S !

Jordan    - Wednesday, March 17, 1999 at 10:43:05 (EST)

Mr Webb: I would find such a meeting welcome and informative. And I'm sure Mr Ferrotte would like a satisfactory resolution to his differences with the Garou as well. I will be available directly after I finish my business with the Elder Council.

Carlos   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 16, 1999 at 22:34:54 (EST)

Is it alright if we trashtalk the storytellers?

If so I'd like to challenge a certain one to an "I quit" match in the Electrified Cage of Doom suspended 300 feet in the air at the next SuperBrawl. ;)

Dave   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 16, 1999 at 22:27:42 (EST)

Sorry about the irrelevent college course comment. Its just that school's been a bitch lately.

Adam   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 16, 1999 at 21:05:36 (EST)

I'm sorry if my comment seemed snippy, I just feel that this comment page should be used for comments (either in character or out of character) about the LARP. Not Web function tutorials.(or for that matter random comments about your fealings about general study courses at M.S.U.) If you have questions like that, do what I did, ask Nate (or Dave) in person or via e-mail. Hopefully this apology will end this discussion and we can get back to the vicious trash talking we all enjoy!
Thankz everyone,

Pyle   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 16, 1999 at 20:13:58 (EST)

I hate general studies courses!!!

Adam   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 16, 1999 at 18:30:16 (EST)


I wish to speak with you on the matter of the Ratkin, Dick Ferrate. Feel free to contact me as soon as possible.

Jack Webb  <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 16, 1999 at 13:26:24 (EST)

Seriously, exactly what messages are appropriate for this board if I am not to include roleplay related info?

Or is this a Garou/Vampire board only?

By the way, there is a reason that the HTML info can not be posted. If it were posted it would do the command and not be printed. But here is the explanation out of character, Use the less than symbol (the one over the comma) followed by a P, followed by a greater than symbol (the symbol over the period). This should work.

Kirk Taskila   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 16, 1999 at 09:28:23 (EST)

Using my newly acquired HTML skills, I hack into the bulletin board to make the DISTANT COUSIN OF SHADOW look like a butthead. Ahh, I see it worked!

Baron Lenoig   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 16, 1999 at 09:07:42 (EST)

To whom it may concern: Until such time as the Elder council takes up the matter Dick Ferotte is considered under the protection of the Camarilla. Crimes committed against him are considered crimes committed against the Prince. If any still hold grievances against him contact me at Deja Vu.

Carlos   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 16, 1999 at 05:13:19 (EST)

Geez, sorry I asked. ;)

Dave   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 16, 1999 at 05:03:08 (EST)

By the way, all of you shut up. I'm trying to talk to myself and you all are creating waaaaaaay too much noise.

Jordan    - Monday, March 15, 1999 at 19:47:35 (EST)

P A N T S !

Jordan    - Monday, March 15, 1999 at 19:46:37 (EST)

Well, that was completely unneccessary and inappropriate. Congradulations.

Dave Crampton  <click to email>
- Monday, March 15, 1999 at 18:30:44 (EST)

Sorry that I posted my message twice... oops.

OOC Distant Cousin of Shadow    - Monday, March 15, 1999 at 14:42:57 (EST)

Hey Baron: NO ONE CARES WHAT YOU'RE DOING! Continue doing whatever you faeries do, but quit writing useless drivel on the message board.

Distant Cousin of Shadow    - Monday, March 15, 1999 at 14:42:03 (EST)

Hey Baron: NO ONE CARES WHAT YOU'RE DOING! Continue doing whatever you faeries do, but quit writing useless drivel on the message board.

Distant Cousin of Shadow    - Monday, March 15, 1999 at 14:41:30 (EST)

Since the Baron who sat in the cottage was very bored, because no one would come and play, he went to Gateway and bought one of the new Pentium 3 computers to try out this computer sex thing (especially since he was of House Fiona). But soon he grew bored again and it just wasn't stimulating enough so he decided to learn HTML. It was very difficult so he started to ask around. "How does one create an HTML paragraph break?" Unfortunately, the god's grew pissy and demanded the Baron to go back to his fantasy world and play with the other fae and Prodigals.

Baron Lenoig   <click to email>
- Monday, March 15, 1999 at 10:26:21 (EST)

But... where are the actual comments???

Random Spin    - Monday, March 15, 1999 at 02:04:06 (EST)

I think that there is a better forum for HTML questions and arguements than a LARP comment page. I suggest, no I command that you find that forum and leave this comment page for what it was intended to be. E-mail is a wonderfull invention, you guys should try it...

Pyle   <click to email>
- Sunday, March 14, 1999 at 16:39:01 (EST)

I received an E-Mail about the origin of Vampire: The Masquerade. Its fairly humorous. If anyone would like me to forward it to you, I'll do so. Just let me know.

Adam   <click to email>
- Sunday, March 14, 1999 at 16:36:52 (EST)

Actually, no, it wouldn't. That's why I posted where to look for it.

Dave Crampton  <click to email>
- Sunday, March 14, 1999 at 13:07:57 (EST)

Now... I really don't care all that much since I haven't wanted or needed page breaks... and I know that this is not what is supposed to be posted here, but I have to admit that it was an honest question. I just can't believe that you all have such trouble answering a question. Sure, you can tell us all where to look or that it is possible... but wouldn't it just be easier to say how to do it?

Eric    - Sunday, March 14, 1999 at 12:49:59 (EST)

Hey everyone!

If you need to get a hold of me, try page-ing me at my new pager number (517) 234 - 1807. Don't forget that we resume LARPing next saturday.
Talk to you later,

Pyle    - Saturday, March 13, 1999 at 18:34:08 (EST)

Once upon a time there was a garden. In this garden was a cottage. In the cottage there was a fireplace where the Baron sat and held court. He often sits in his domain just as he sits today. He held court rarely and when he did they were very, very small because many in the land that he ruled were afraid of his power. And they never came to know of his kindness nor of his wrath. So there are no enemies in this story, and there are no heroes to this story. Just one lonely Baron sitting in his garden cottage by the fire waiting for the last warm ember to die in the winter's cold wind.

Baron Lenoig   <click to email>
- Friday, March 12, 1999 at 13:49:36 (EST)

There are tons of HTML tutorials on the web. Just do a web search for "HTML help" or "HTML tutorial" and you'll get plenty.

Dave Crampton  <click to email>
- Friday, March 12, 1999 at 11:09:46 (EST)

Gee... thanks for the info... now... to what he asked... how???? :)

Eric    - Friday, March 12, 1999 at 01:38:27 (EST)

Dave, he just puts HTML line breaks in. The page doesn't strip HTML codes, so you can do Bold text, Italic text, and other fun stuff.


Scott    - Thursday, March 11, 1999 at 14:01:37 (EST)

Pyle, how do you put carraige returns and empty lines in the comment page so it all doesn't run together?

Dave   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 09, 1999 at 22:35:47 (EST)

(Here, maybe a little story will fill the silence) The small cellar was lightened by only one candle. A dusty wooden table with a pair of rickety chairs opposite each other the only furnishings. On the table sat an open metal case, and inside it a sceptre. Behind the sceptre, the one made of old smooth metal in the shape of an ankh, Carlos Barrett sat. He would have seemed to be a statue, marble skin drawn taut from days without feeding. The cellar was steamy but cooling. Nights in Mexico City are like that, even in March. It smelled of mold and ash, and of the blood of the whore that hawked her trade outside the lone window. Perhaps he heard her but he showed no sign. He did not move and had not for six nights now. Even as the sun climbed high in the sky, even as it shone bright through the window during the day and ran slowly across the opposite wall. The voice of the city was all the vampire could hear and see, tuned as he was to the artifact that lay before him. It was a cacophony of Spanish voices, inseparable and unintelligible. For one hundred and fourty-seven hours it had filled his ears, and still he could make nothing of it. Occasionally he would hear a fragment of an argument or a bit of a discussion, but mostly it was merely confusing. (To be continued...)

Carlos   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 09, 1999 at 22:34:28 (EST)

Yeah, I check the comment page, but rather than smack talk powerfull people, I think it's actually more fun too sit and watch other spins *cough cough cyrus cough* smack talk the higher-ups and get beat down for it... less wyrm-tainted cadavers I have to worry about IC, and still pretty fun OOC. *beaming smile* Well, that and Jack Webb has ordered us not to smack talk the Leaches anymore... *shrug* oh well. There's more than one way to skin a Bastet.

Scott   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 09, 1999 at 22:31:40 (EST)

I think that no trash talking on the comment page for 3 days must truely be a sign of gehenna/apocalypse/dark winter/etc... Doesn't anybody check the comment page over break? hello...

Pyle    - Tuesday, March 09, 1999 at 19:29:11 (EST)

To Son of Shadow: Thanks, but I think I'll stay home that night. I like my blood to stay in me... What did _I_ to upset you? I was under the impression you had a problem with the Supernatural in the city in general. Was I mistaken?

Cyrus    - Sunday, March 07, 1999 at 02:31:05 (EST)

Deja-Vu's original Sunday Sabbath All-Nude Mass has EXPANDED. This week guest "Priestess" Angela Aimes will be performing LIVE for the flock at Noon, 4pm, 8pm and Midnight. The two best "Altarboys" in town will be serving wine and wafers all day and the music and sights will be truly uplifting to the soul. Donate $5 at the door and your first drink is FREE, along with a personal blessing by the "Choirgirl" of your choice. Next Week: Temptusa the Demoness gets Exorcised.

Net-Ad (For your free web page click here)  <click to email>
- Saturday, March 06, 1999 at 02:29:11 (EST)

I've had it with pilot e-mail. Please e-mai at Also, if Nate or Joy reads this, could you please change my e-mail address on the web site. Please send down time to Thankz,

Pyle   <click to email>
- Friday, March 05, 1999 at 18:03:06 (EST)

Dear Carlos,

I regret that I must decline your invation at this time. Please feel free to try to locate me at your earliest convience. Please feel free to bring Mr. Cyrus, I love the taste of Tremer in the evening. Good evening to you...

Son of shadow    - Friday, March 05, 1999 at 17:46:06 (EST)

Son of Shadow: Your time and my patience have run out. There will be no last chance for repentance. I will taste your last lifeblood the next time we meet... if you have the nerve.

Carlos   <click to email>
- Wednesday, March 03, 1999 at 22:25:49 (EST)

We are the flame in the darkness, and we are watching.

Billy Mac  <click to email>
- Wednesday, March 03, 1999 at 22:15:40 (EST)


Adam    - Wednesday, March 03, 1999 at 21:24:10 (EST)

*help me...*

daughter    - Wednesday, March 03, 1999 at 19:35:30 (EST)

*help me...*

daughter    - Wednesday, March 03, 1999 at 19:35:19 (EST)

*help me...*

daughter    - Wednesday, March 03, 1999 at 19:35:01 (EST)

Citizens of Lansing

I would like to thank everyone for their patience with the construction of King Brewery here in East Lansing/Okemos. With a project this large there were bound to be some delays. I hope that those of you who have protested our construction will some day realize the overall good and joy our business will bring here. Thank you to all fo you who attended our ground breaking ceremony last monday. Due to M.S.U. spring break, we will not be able to start full construction until March 20th. (Most of our workers attend M.S.U.) That puts the Grand Opening around the end of May. Then this community will come to enjoy the famous service and prices of King beer right here in Lansing! Once again Lansing, thank you for bringing us to your home for over 50 years.

Mr. John Enzo, C.E.O., King Brewery, Inc.    - Wednesday, March 03, 1999 at 19:32:40 (EST)


Adam    - Wednesday, March 03, 1999 at 16:07:50 (EST)

What? You aren't going to watch the Monica interview. I don't know about you but I want to see if what comes out of her mouth is as interesting as what's gone into it.

Kirk Taskila   <click to email>
- Wednesday, March 03, 1999 at 15:13:54 (EST)

To sleep perchance to dream of my distant love. Now the time for war is over. A celebration of love for all lovers everywhere shall begin and may my cousins join us in revelry. May we be united in spirit and flesh with our beastial brethren. Until the next party we will feast and frolic and F***.

Baron Memnoch Lenoig   <click to email>
- Wednesday, March 03, 1999 at 15:10:15 (EST)

Blue Note 8:00pm

Garou and other interested parties   <click to email>
- Wednesday, March 03, 1999 at 11:35:46 (EST)

Yeah, Carlos... whatever....

Far off Distant Cousin of Shadow    - Tuesday, March 02, 1999 at 23:47:32 (EST)

Son of Shadow: I knew you were reckless but I didn't take you for a fool as well, until now. Gehenna will strike you down just as it will everyone else. If you have the power to cause such a thing, I will be there to stop you.

Carlos   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 02, 1999 at 23:19:30 (EST)

Is Pyle going to have a Sabbat table top game on Thursday? Anybody? Guys...? Hello?

Adam   <click to email>
- Tuesday, March 02, 1999 at 21:58:14 (EST)


VOICE IN YOUR HEAD    - Tuesday, March 02, 1999 at 21:19:21 (EST)

I would just like to congradulate Carlos on his recent acquisition. I hope you find some use for that trinket. My need of it has passed; for I have found the last daughter who will determine everyone's fate once the old ones awaken. Feel free to say hello to everyone dear... Sorry, she seems to be a little shy... Oh, well. I will be here to guide her when she shapes history. Until then my friends, have a good night.

Son Of Shadow    - Tuesday, March 02, 1999 at 21:16:38 (EST)

Kirk, I thought it was "If you're happy and you know it . . ."

Edmund    - Monday, March 01, 1999 at 21:23:48 (EST)

So many comments, so little time.... Sausage party....hhhmmm... Sounds like Erica is exhibiting some classical Penis Envy. She even uses Freudian terms.... Interesting.... Werewolf Wards...this should stop immediately! Nobody should use Ward...except maybe his mom. Yes this message board does seem like a Vampire's only club. But then again, those who talk a lot tend to do very little. Just a few observations. Baron Lenoig **** "If you believe in fairies clap your hands."

Kirk Taskila   <click to email>
- Monday, March 01, 1999 at 15:21:01 (EST)

Blah, blah Vessel of Transference blah, blah...throw an SUV, blah, blah, blah...Kindred are "superior", blah, elder can beat up your elder, blah, mom.

Flava' Unit    - Monday, March 01, 1999 at 13:27:51 (EST)

Taking blood from a Garou doesn't have to be done by feeding from it, you ignorant fool. It can be done through... other means. In doing it this way, the blood becomes the takers, meaning it will not cause him or her to frenzy. Disciplines such as these are what makes the kindred superior beings and why the Apocolypse you speak of is coming so soon.

Just a Better Point    - Monday, March 01, 1999 at 08:41:25 (EST)

To Garou and other interested parties: I am sorry to announce that the treaty with the Garou aggreed to by Timothy Pierce failed ratification by the new Primogen Council this past week. If a Garou representative would like to discuss the specific items that caused this please feel free to arrange a meeting (or moot, I hear that's what you call them) at a neutral location. I am sure this matter can be resolved to both party's satisfaction.

The Artist, Formerly known as the Symbol, Currently known as Prince   <click to email>
- Monday, March 01, 1999 at 02:05:38 (EST)

of course this WOULD send you into a rage frenzy that would last until you had no blood left. It only takes a point of blood to send you into that too. Well, lets see, a vampire blind with rage against a crinos garou that has his wits about that is something that I'd like to see. :) Even vampires need a head on their shoulders *snicker*

just a point    - Monday, March 01, 1999 at 01:21:03 (EST)

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