Tag Archives: White Wolf Games

Everything that kills me makes me feel alive.

“Of all the things I was expecting to attack us in the middle of Berkeley, the Spanish Inquisition was definitely not one of them.”

When we left off last time, I found myself burdened with a wealth of info-dump that I got from my phone conversation with Sophia. My goal for this week was to dole out these points sparingly, hopefully to leverage some … Continue reading →

With everything in the whole fucking world happening in the game all at once, we ended up all agreeing to run long. It also helps that my roommates weren’t home and everyone was wired as shit, from caffeine, adrenaline, or … Continue reading →

Me: “There’s something weird going on here!” Kara: “What, you mean with Perkins? That’s not that weird.” Me: “What do you mean, it’s not that weird?? This guy shows up out of nowhere, starts teleporting around, and has this magical … Continue reading →

Here begins the point at which the blog was officially born and the writeups began evolving into their current, highly-narrated and dialogue-annotated form. *** This night was another relatively short night, as we spent time early in the evening doing … Continue reading →