WELCOME TO THE SOAPBOX!Nothing annoys me more then backstabbing double-dealing kin then when they try to lie to me about. Dont they know they cant lie to me? I see through their web and besides my friends see through such trickery into their heart. So take heed you foul flowers and oath-breakers. I am onto your games and I can play too. Of course when one plays with madness one never knows what it can or will do, so remember that also.
They think they tricked me but they have not seen the tricks up my sleeve. Like match I can play with fire but my fire is off a different kind. The social conflagration which burns you down as you crumble from the insides. All the while razor tongues pick you apart piecemeal.
Take care bitter pansies and masons, we will play anon
-- Trevor Vitus, Harpy, *ack*, *respected* and *influential*
-- Nov 15, 1999
These bitter roses strike again, calling forth malkavians like we are some lesser kindred subject to their whims. Tyler Blade has no honor within his blood but only the treacherous nature of a serpent.
He plays a merry dance, whirling about pulling on strings of which are connected to things he knows not of. The spider stills within her web and pulls Blade farther into her cold embrace. Where will you go Tyler? More and more people turn from you in distaste and the city can be a dark place for one who offends so many. Will malkavians respond aggressively to your displays of power? Will the tremeres sell you for their own pax?
Heed my words and watch for what daggers are in the night for one surely points at you hilt-first...its blade bloodied.
-- Trevor Vitus *ack*, *respected* and *influential*
-- Nov 29, 1999
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