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<br><br><br><div class="center" style="margin-top;">'''A Note for "Whitehats"''': If you think destroying the plans of villains is fun and rewarding, I would recommend doing it IRL or, if you are lacking the courage for real heroism: to NPCs. Every splat (save for one I suppose) is intended to be played as the hero of their own particular story. You should respect that and find more interesting forms of rivalry and mutual antagonism to invest yourself in. I would be happy to arch you, but this is a storytelling game, not a zero-sum contest. There is no win or lose, especially in the WoD (spoilers: You. Are. Fucked.). If you think your splat is intended to be 'good,' may I direct your attention to *every rulebook in the game* where morality is greyscale or non-apparent at all. Thanks for reading and please stay away from me unless you want to '''have fun together''', not at the expense of one another.<br><br>[[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the Fruit of the trees, felt the seeds of Life and Knowledge burn within me, I swore that day I would not turn back]]&nbsp;&nbsp;[[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the flesh of the kill, felt the tang of the blood and the crunch of the bones, I swore that day I would not die.]]&nbsp;&nbsp;[[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted my own blood, felt the surge and the stir of my own life on my lips, I swore that day to love myself above all.]]&nbsp;&nbsp;[[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the light of the moon, felt it's glow in my womb and it's wild tenderness, I swore that day to walk in night.]]&nbsp;&nbsp;[[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the love of a god, felt the tearing rise of song and fire, I swore that day to cherish the flesh.]]&nbsp;&nbsp;[[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the salt of the sea, felt my blood become water as the sky fell behind me, I swore that day to descend and return with wonders.]]&nbsp;&nbsp;[[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the love of a child, screamed with the joy of new life and wept for what I had lost and gained, I swore that day to nurture life as I embraced death before.]]</div><br>
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<br><br><br><div class="center" style="margin-top;">'''A Note for "Whitehats"''': If you think destroying the plans of villains is fun and rewarding, I would recommend doing it IRL or to NPCs. Every splat (save for one I suppose) is intended to be played as the hero of their own particular story. You should respect that and find more interesting forms of rivalry and mutual antagonism to invest yourself in. I would be happy to arch you, but this is a storytelling game, not a zero-sum contest. There is no win or lose, especially in the WoD (spoilers: You. Are. Fucked.). If you think your splat is intended to be 'good,' may I direct your attention to *every rulebook in the game* where morality is greyscale or non-apparent at all. Thanks for reading and please stay away from me unless you want to '''have fun together''', not at the expense of one another.<br><br>[[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the Fruit of the trees, felt the seeds of Life and Knowledge burn within me, I swore that day I would not turn back]]&nbsp;&nbsp;[[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the flesh of the kill, felt the tang of the blood and the crunch of the bones, I swore that day I would not die.]]&nbsp;&nbsp;[[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted my own blood, felt the surge and the stir of my own life on my lips, I swore that day to love myself above all.]]&nbsp;&nbsp;[[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the light of the moon, felt it's glow in my womb and it's wild tenderness, I swore that day to walk in night.]]&nbsp;&nbsp;[[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the love of a god, felt the tearing rise of song and fire, I swore that day to cherish the flesh.]]&nbsp;&nbsp;[[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the salt of the sea, felt my blood become water as the sky fell behind me, I swore that day to descend and return with wonders.]]&nbsp;&nbsp;[[File:Bahamlilith.png|18px|When first I tasted the love of a child, screamed with the joy of new life and wept for what I had lost and gained, I swore that day to nurture life as I embraced death before.]]</div><br>
 
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Revision as of 20:18, 1 September 2018




A Note for "Whitehats": If you think destroying the plans of villains is fun and rewarding, I would recommend doing it IRL or to NPCs. Every splat (save for one I suppose) is intended to be played as the hero of their own particular story. You should respect that and find more interesting forms of rivalry and mutual antagonism to invest yourself in. I would be happy to arch you, but this is a storytelling game, not a zero-sum contest. There is no win or lose, especially in the WoD (spoilers: You. Are. Fucked.). If you think your splat is intended to be 'good,' may I direct your attention to *every rulebook in the game* where morality is greyscale or non-apparent at all. Thanks for reading and please stay away from me unless you want to have fun together, not at the expense of one another.

When first I tasted the Fruit of the trees, felt the seeds of Life and Knowledge burn within me, I swore that day I would not turn back  When first I tasted the flesh of the kill, felt the tang of the blood and the crunch of the bones, I swore that day I would not die.  When first I tasted my own blood, felt the surge and the stir of my own life on my lips, I swore that day to love myself above all.  When first I tasted the light of the moon, felt it's glow in my womb and it's wild tenderness, I swore that day to walk in night.  When first I tasted the love of a god, felt the tearing rise of song and fire, I swore that day to cherish the flesh.  When first I tasted the salt of the sea, felt my blood become water as the sky fell behind me, I swore that day to descend and return with wonders.  When first I tasted the love of a child, screamed with the joy of new life and wept for what I had lost and gained, I swore that day to nurture life as I embraced death before.


Corso: Why the Devil?
Baroness Kessler: [laughing] I saw him one day! I was fifteen years old and I saw him, plain as I see you now.

It was love at first sight.



I swear by three times three times three that these seven moments shall remain my own and whatever may transpire no man, nor god, nor beast may take them from me. I swear by myself and my immortality.