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.
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