2009-10-23 16:53:44 Radiation rolls 2 dice to Stamina [Soak] 2,8 (1 success) 4 bashing damage, 1 Lethal damage from the garote. The Woman is Mauled and will suffer a -2 to all physical dicepools as well as severe movement restrictions.

Theres a crunch as the woman compresses against the unforgiving stairs. She cries out in pain even as the wind rushes from her lungs, her head rebounds from the wooden plank and her eyes instantly take on a dazed look.

[Damage suffered was double her stamina so she is stunned and loses any action this round.]

2009-10-29 15:33:30 Mayhem rolls [Dex:3 +1 bite] 4 dice to Bite [Kiss attack] (Diff: 6) 5,2,7,4 (1 success) [Note: Roll edited to reflect forgotten dice and wrong difficulty.]

Wrenching the womans arms to the ground ram my head against her face and dig my fangs into her neck. I was not graced with the feeding bliss of most kindred. There is no pleasure in my bite, only searing pain and mounting fear. I compensate for my preys endless struggle by drinking fast. With a great heave, like sucking in a breath I fill my mouth and throat- putting great stress on the womans heart as I draw her blood into me.

[Max blood drain per round is 3 points, which will inflict 3 lethal damage and render her unconscious with 4 levels of lethal damage to deal with.

My Blood pool is now 5/13.]

2009-10-29 15:48:16 Mayhem rolls 4 dice to Self control (Diff 7: taste of blood when hungry.) 5,2,8,8 (2 successes)  

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The woman struggles frantic as if you had just driven nails into her flesh when you bite down. Her fight isnt long lived however, the blood loss combined with the bump on the head is enough to have her passing out despite the pain just as you feel your beast ebbing back to the reptilian places in your brain.

With her struggle ended and your head clearing the house is silent. You can hear the snoring upstairs and the rythmic drip of the faucet out in the kitchen.

I remain perched on the battered woman like a jungle cat enjoying its kill. I dont feed any further, pangs of hunger keep me sharp. I lower my head to lick her wounds closed, the traces of my rough bite vanishing and leaving just a smear of cooling blood behind.

I wont leave the woman at the base of the stairs, as ironic as a fleeing family member tripping over her would be. I drag her into a dark and windowless bathroom before scouring the bottom level of the house for something to tie her up with.

2009-10-29 16:03:55 Mayhem rolls 7 dice to Wits + Survival 1,5,10,4,2, 9,8 (2 successes)

It doesnt take long. I find an extension cord which will serve nicely. In moments the pale woman is hog-tied and left in the bathtub. I almost feel sorry for her, but I wont leave her here for long. She will learn her place in my plan soon enough. The woman secured I make my way upstairs...

2009-10-29 16:07:23 Mayhem rolls 6 dice to Dex + Stealth 1,10,10,5,10, 4 (2 successes)

You make your way silently to the top of the stairs. This house is large with four bedrooms and what looks like a small den on the second floor. As far as you know there is only one child. You can plainly hear the man of the house snoring like a chainsaw- the door to the master bedroom open about a foot.

Aside from the obvious den, the other doors are all closed. A scattering of taped pictures adorns the door at the end of the hall. Each and every one scrawled in bright crayon by a childish hand.

Children are problems. I have never liked children. They are loud, they are sometimes ridiculously quick, always loud and a few can very unsettling see through our supernatural disguises. As much of a problem as children can be I still have a bit of a qualm about beating one unconscious. What I dont have, is any problem stealing one from its bed and locking it in a linen closet.

2009-11-09 12:24:32 Mayhem rolls 5 dice to Dex+Brawl [+2 dice vs prone] [Hold] (Diff 7 [-3 diff, completely unaware opponent] Diff: 4) 5,10,9,10,1 (3 successes)

I grab the little shit and jam a hand over its mouth, dragging it from bed, blanket and all into the hallway while it squirms. I throw it in the linen closet and dump all the towels down on its head before slamming and locking the door. Its a temporary solution, sure, but Ill deal with the child once ive dealt with the father.  

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The snoring of the father never misses a beat, even with the slam of the closet door and the muffled cries of his terrified and trapped child. The door to the master bedroom hangs open by a foot, as if welcoming you to finish the violent takeover of the household.