Tatiana/Stereotypes

Vampires: Bringers of life! Ironic, right?

Camarilla: The Blind leading the Blind.

Sabbat: My heart belongs to Daddy...

Independent: I guess they got that stick so far up their collective ass by sitting on the fence for so long.

Werewolves: Go back to your kennel, pooch.

Wraiths: They took a wrong turn, looking for eternity.

Changelings: Oh, how I would love to get one on my slab for some dissection...

Mortals: They're either food, or fools.

Demons: When I meet one worthy of the name, I'll let you know my opinion.