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Shortly after the reign of Caesar, Pontius was Embraced by the reborn Brutus himself, making him his Childe. After Brutus left this world for the World Tree, Pontius became a noble in what is today Germany, later fighting in the Crusades. During the Great War, Pontius fled to Africa, with many of his 'children', where he encountered the Obayifo, the Vampires of Africa. Pontius kept himself hidden for decades, gathering followers and assets in the American metropolis of Empire City. Bending the Kindred within the city to his will, Pontius became Empire City's Prince, ruling with an iron fist, executing those Vampires foolish enough to leave evidence of their meals. When the local lycanthropes began murdering the citizenry, Pontius took note, and began preparing for the inevitable conflict. Meeting in secret with Nero the Mad, the Roman planned his next move, gathering dark forces to his side for a brutal, but subtle war. Learning from his fellow Ancient that Rasputin the Sage was being held in the farm country surrounding Empire City, Pontius made haste to the small farmhouse. Questioning the Russian mystic, Pontius learned that the Sage had lied to him on the subject of Cain's return. In a legendary fury, Pontius dragged the sorcerer outside, where he was crucified on a post used for hanging scarecrows. Being of the Kindred, Rasputin would be unable to survive long in the glare of the sun, save for the fact that he wore the Amulet of Osiris, an artifact that regenerated flesh in the blink of an eye. Pontius intended for the Sage to suffer for weeks as his meat melted and swirled back together, eternally in a flux of gristle and bone. Leaving the farmhouse and taking the two Opriknikki guards with him, Pontius returned to his lair to plot. Later, one of his carriers was intercepted by the Cattle, forcing Pontius to retrieve the artifact she carried himself. Already hot from Rasputin's lies, the Ancient stalked into the Police Office, his choler up. The Roman tore the officer at the desk in twain, but fell short of retrieving the item he came for, returning to his sanctum smoldering with rage. For hours, the Roman dismembered thralls with his bare hands, drinking deep of their Vitae before creating gory works of art with their innards, which were later framed and hung with care. As a city-wide manhunt began for the murderers, Pontius called for Oliver Lane, the famed Blade of the Covens, who stole away into the Police Office and murdered the carrier and retrieved what his master had sought; the Blade of Ages, a kris forged by a race far older than the Humanii made to kill those of the blood of Cain. Days later, Detective Pinkerton came across the crucified form of Rasputin, whose screams caused one of the officers to madness. Pinkerton impaled the mewling man-meat with a spear of wood, placed him in the car, and drove off in search of his new allies. The allies in question were agents from the Network, sent to investigate the bizarre murders, which they correctly thought to by the work of werewolves. In the days that followed, a careless lycanthrope was caught on camera making a kill, the tape falling into the hands of Matthew Crossman, a reporter with no morality, who planned to sell the tape to the highest bidder. During what was later known as the Center, a four-way battle between werewolves, Network agents, police officers, and the servants of Pontius, each of whom sought to see the tape destroyed. In the end, the tape was destroyed, as werewolves led by Musatei tore Crossman apart. In the end, nearly all of the officers, both federal and state, lie dead or dying, with the animus of Pontius controlling Federal Agent Nash like a puppet of meat and bone. In the days that followed, Oliver killed over seven officers in the safety of their own homes, even going so far as to stroll into Pinkerton's house, leaving subtle clues to the intrusion. Later, the young lycanthrope known only as 'Atlas' killed Musatei in a bloody duel that saw them both dead, but left the Pack without an Alpha. Elsewhere, Lillith began to make her way to Empire City, an event that caused Pontius no small amount of worry. Competition was the last thing he needed at a time like this. As the days flowed on, the Ancient Longinus Embraced Pinkerton, trussed him like a prize hog, and dumped him in the front of the Police Station as a warning. Pontius was livid when this was revealed to him, and desperately attempted to pin the blame on the Network as Nash. The attempt failed, but bought Pontius enough time to prepare for the coming storm. Thanks to the actions of the Gladiator, the Cattle knew that the Kindred existed, something Pontius could not allow. Sending Oliver and the Opriknikki to execute the Ancient, the Roman was forced to quit the body of Nash when the Network stepped into the station with Vampire-slaying relics, returning to his base in the Ordo Dracul Chapter House. Longinus was killed, but at the cost of Oliver being sent into Slumber, nearly having his neck severed by the Gladiator's fangs. As the final pieces came together, Pontius ordered thralls to incite riots and start great fires, drowning Empire City in a tide of violence. Releasing a horde of Larvae onto the streets, the city soon became a slaughter house, with hundreds dead in the course of several days. However, Pontius and his servants were nowhere to be seen, having left North America for Prague, where they took residence in the reality-warping Crooked House, where the witch Black Anise showed them to an ornate room filled with the trappings of royalty. Seated on a great throne made of minute images of shrieking and fearful Humanii was non-other than Cain, Father of the Race of Vampyre. Working quickly to establish himself over the rest of the Kindred, Cain called for the ironic crucifixion of Judas Iscariot, who had ruled in his stead for over a thousand years, yet had abused his power and drove off Cain's supporters. Sending forth Tommy Rawhead to cause panic and terror, allowing Kindred agents to take control of Prague and the surrounding territory. However, Pontius was not the only one to flee to Prague, and Natasha, the Bitch Queen, and her ilk had already laid claim to the benighted city. Beyond the cursed lupines, the Network had arrived, along with Pontius' old enemy, Andy Bruss. Seeking to punish him for the damage he caused in Empire City, Pontius sent Smalls to capture his wife Wendy, and her unborn child. Oliver later contacted Andy, taunting him with their captive. Andy agreed to perform several Unspeakable Tasks in return for Wendy, the first of which was the crippling of the Lunar Brotherhood, a band of werewolves working in Humanity's best interests. The slaughter was tremendous, and many lupines were felled by silver rounds and blades. However, Miranda, the cell leader, was killed in the conflict, thus fulfilling the Second Task which called for her death. Satisfied, Oliver told Andy that the final task was at hand, and he was to take his cell to the Crooked House that night. Andy obliged, and that night, he stepped into the cursed place with his companions. The final task was simple enough, the removal of Andy's left hand. Severing the limb upon a white altar in Pontius' study, Andy witnessed his wife step from behind an alcove. Pontius had Embraced her, his final and most painful trick upon the mortal. The golem had been created just for this purpose, and as Wendy sank her fangs into the simulacra, it was destroyed, and Andy wailed in pain the psychic connection was severed. Pontius screamed in rage at the breaking of the deal, and entered a frenzy, charging downstairs to kill the damned Humanii. In the battle that followed, Pontius was slain, and his ashes interred within an urn. However, his mind remained very much alive. Within a day, Pontius had become a Dyybuk, a Kindred spirit that feeds off dreams. Possessing Father Nakizy, he led the Six Fingered Hand on a crusade against the Network, seeking to finally kill Bruss. As the boat bearing Bruss and his companions sailed into the distance, a powerful force slammed into Pontius, who was very nearly driven from the priest's body. The force was Sven, a powerful mage who perished in the Crooked House, and sought to avenge himself upon the Prince. The battle inside Nakizy's head was fierce, and Pontius was forced to flee or be destroyed. Now, he floats among the dreams of mortals, waiting for the chance to be born again.
Mael-Dannan Ravenous Angels Tomb Kings Protectorate of Menoth
halonachos wrote:Mordo is evil, the cute walrus wearing a monocle is just a disguise for the evils within the confines of the avatar box.
darksage wrote:And then the darkness approached the computer screen ready to unveil untold horrors on millions of unsuspecting innocents... Some knew him as the bringer of terror...some knew him as the spawn of all things evil...some knew him as the walrus, but then their lives would account for nothing, for they would be dead in seconds of the words leaving their lips.The walrus has posted, prepare for the death of worlds.
Yeah, Pontius did a lot of things. If the story has had a twist it was usually Mordo entering into some sort of Deadly Alliance with Fitzz. Seriously, they're like the Quan Chi and Shang Tsung of this RP.
oh,you know. in a basement...cooking ponies into cupcakes....
whoa...he is a douche bag
Deathshead420 wrote:As your leader, I encourage you, from time to time and always in a respectful manner, to question my logic. If you're unconvinced a particular plan of action I've decided is the wisest, tell me so! But allow me to convince you. And I promise you, right here and now, no subject will ever be taboo … except, of course, the subject that was just under discussion. The price you pay for bringing up either my Chinese or American heritage as a negative is – I collect your f g head. [Holds up Tanaka's head] Just like this f r here. Now, if any of you sons of bitches got anything else to say, now's the f g time! [Pause] I didn't think so.
halonachos wrote:Yeah, Pontius did a lot of things. If the story has had a twist it was usually Mordo entering into some sort of Deadly Alliance with Fitzz. Seriously, they're like the Quan Chi and Shang Tsung of this RP.
Well yeah...this RP wouldn't be nearly as awesome without their conniving...it would also have an actual happy ending but meh, those are overrated...
halonachos wrote:Yeah, Pontius did a lot of things. If the story has had a twist it was usually Mordo entering into some sort of Deadly Alliance with Fitzz. Seriously, they're like the Quan Chi and Shang Tsung of this RP.
Well yeah...this RP wouldn't be nearly as awesome without their conniving...it would also have an actual happy ending but meh, those are overrated...
Just ask Andy
Even though Andy and his family are supposed to be 'protected' from vampires now, I think that Pontius is still going to find a way to screw with him.
oh,you know. in a basement...cooking ponies into cupcakes....
its funny,this thread motivated me to do better in school as to not get grounded and loose my computer
Deathshead420 wrote:As your leader, I encourage you, from time to time and always in a respectful manner, to question my logic. If you're unconvinced a particular plan of action I've decided is the wisest, tell me so! But allow me to convince you. And I promise you, right here and now, no subject will ever be taboo … except, of course, the subject that was just under discussion. The price you pay for bringing up either my Chinese or American heritage as a negative is – I collect your f g head. [Holds up Tanaka's head] Just like this f r here. Now, if any of you sons of bitches got anything else to say, now's the f g time! [Pause] I didn't think so.
I'm personally hoping for a happy ending. I got one at the end of the first installment, with Ryan 'finding himself.'
I got one at the end of the second, with Ryan finally finding a place for himself in the world, and a safe haven for his child, and Holly.
And the third one, well, I envision him settling down into a nice little sub-urb, sending his kid to school, fretting over the day job, whilst his wife makes cakes and cleans the house. To the 50s! And Freeeedddomm!
I reckon that the closest we get to 'happy' is a single PC living...
"The young and foolish seek glory and recognition for their deeds, brother, the experienced and old know that recognition and medals are precisely the same worth as ork gak."
-Avarian Pentus--Deathwatch Apothecary
ghosty wrote:Well I'm just tossing it out there... None of my PCs which I care about have died... Lisa? 2nd npc. Ivan? Barely knew the lad. Sean? Piss off...
Sean was fun though, I liked Sean so much Andy just had to introduce him to other people.
2011/09/10 16:09:20
Subject: Re:The Blood Moon III Discussion Thread...
"The young and foolish seek glory and recognition for their deeds, brother, the experienced and old know that recognition and medals are precisely the same worth as ork gak."
-Avarian Pentus--Deathwatch Apothecary
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
"The young and foolish seek glory and recognition for their deeds, brother, the experienced and old know that recognition and medals are precisely the same worth as ork gak."
-Avarian Pentus--Deathwatch Apothecary
oh,you know. in a basement...cooking ponies into cupcakes....
ineptus astartes wrote:I just noticed where the 'werewolf' is looking...
to me it almost looks like the girl is enjoying it
Deathshead420 wrote:As your leader, I encourage you, from time to time and always in a respectful manner, to question my logic. If you're unconvinced a particular plan of action I've decided is the wisest, tell me so! But allow me to convince you. And I promise you, right here and now, no subject will ever be taboo … except, of course, the subject that was just under discussion. The price you pay for bringing up either my Chinese or American heritage as a negative is – I collect your f g head. [Holds up Tanaka's head] Just like this f r here. Now, if any of you sons of bitches got anything else to say, now's the f g time! [Pause] I didn't think so.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
knew it. something about that just screamed B-movie.
"The young and foolish seek glory and recognition for their deeds, brother, the experienced and old know that recognition and medals are precisely the same worth as ork gak."
-Avarian Pentus--Deathwatch Apothecary
oh,you know. in a basement...cooking ponies into cupcakes....
werewolves...on motorcycles....its either the best movie ever,or the worst. probably the later.
Deathshead420 wrote:As your leader, I encourage you, from time to time and always in a respectful manner, to question my logic. If you're unconvinced a particular plan of action I've decided is the wisest, tell me so! But allow me to convince you. And I promise you, right here and now, no subject will ever be taboo … except, of course, the subject that was just under discussion. The price you pay for bringing up either my Chinese or American heritage as a negative is – I collect your f g head. [Holds up Tanaka's head] Just like this f r here. Now, if any of you sons of bitches got anything else to say, now's the f g time! [Pause] I didn't think so.
Not really, it was filmed and distributed in the same manner any 70's grindhouse/B flick would have been...
Shot on low budget, limited schedule...limited theater/drive in release..
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
lord commissar klimino wrote:werewolves...on motorcycles....its either the best movie ever,or the worst. probably the later.
Depends on your taste...if you can't appreciate the absurd yet ridiculously fun nature of most of these films then it's probably not your thing...
I find that most people under 20-25 don't seem to " get" much of whats fun about these sorts of movies.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
Snake Plisken just wasn't that bad-ass to me. I mean he just beat up a bunch of almost post-apocalyptic New Yorkers and Los Angelesers. I think that when he beat up an old asian man who had "magic powers" made me lose faith in him.
halonachos wrote:Snake Plisken just wasn't that bad-ass to me. I mean he just beat up a bunch of almost post-apocalyptic New Yorkers and Los Angelesers. I think that when he beat up an old asian man who had "magic powers" made me lose faith in him.
Oh come on, Snake ran through a ruined city full of criminals with a bomb in his neck trying to save the President and avoid being killed by Chef from South Park...that's pretty damn hardcore.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
FITZZ wrote:Oh come on, Snake ran through a ruined city full of criminals with a bomb in his neck trying to save the President and avoid being killed by Chef from South Park...that's pretty damn hardcore.
Not only that but he inspired a very successful main character from a very successful game franchise...
FITZZ wrote:Oh come on, Snake ran through a ruined city full of criminals with a bomb in his neck trying to save the President and avoid being killed by Chef from South Park...that's pretty damn hardcore.
Not only that but he inspired a very successful main character from a very successful game franchise...
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
Ravenous Angels 
Tomb Kings 
Protectorate of Menoth 
g head. [Holds up Tanaka's head] Just like this f 
