Showing posts with label Dark Metal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dark Metal. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Wyck: Apartment
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Saturday, June 15, 2013
Monday, January 9, 2012
Countdown

Wyck's sketches of late have been little more than doodles. A few people at the Wolf's Mantle Tavern, have, however, figured out that the doodles have layers and meaning to them.
One such doodle was a series of multi-color dots that formed a circle. Looked at more closely the dots formed the pattern of a particle collision necessary for the 'thrust' in Aerodyne Engines. This version, however, is a more refined, efficient reaction that would allow for much larger dynes.
One of the 'doodles' is a series of numbers. XX-XX-XX-XXX-XXX-XXX-XX:XX:XX . XX-XX-XX-XXX-XXX-XXX-XX:XX:XX (you get the idea). One of the more recent ones has a date that's approaching and a location in the bad lands.

Axiom has asked to speak with Wyck to try and unravel the meaning behind the 'doodles'.
In time they may discover that the messages are from the future.

The 'visions' that Wyck is picking up on are actually from a street-seer that he knows named Dalia. She is sending him the messages in an attempt to help avert some great cataclysm that she sees coming to burn many of the cities in LATMA.
She is a semi-known prophetess amongst the Lowteks in LATMA who is often proven wrong or more inaccurate than accurate; until now.

Another player in this wonderful countdown is Wyck's latest boss; Martin Bishop. Mister Bishop is a major player within the Corporate Center; controlling plenty of resources both financial and corporeal. Recently Mr. Bishop has employed Wyck to coordinate several 'living statue' parties where he and his guests enjoy the company of several young persons who are in various states of undress while they pose as 'statues' for their parties.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Wycked Grounds

Wyck's Coffee House / Bookstore in Pasadena right across the street from the Wolf's Mantle Tavern.
This is the outside of the building (which actually exists about 1 block away from the location in RL. Thanks AMY!)
The pentagonal table in the back is a great place to plan, plot and read.
The great big, blue couch is awesome for flopping and reading.
But Wyck loves to curl up on the purple pimp couch.
A black cat named simply 'cat' has claimed the bookstore / coffee house as his own. The humans have yet to realize the change in ownership.No one's really sure if its a male or a female - it likes to maintain its privacy and, like any other cat, doesn't give secrets away for free.

The back section of the bookstore is covered with paperback and 'real' books. Shelves are stuffed to busting with them as Wyck has gone to every old bookstore in California, it would seem, and bought them out.
In an age where most people have some form of electronic text / book device like a Kindle, analog bookstores are rare. They are able to stay in business mostly due to people's reluctancy to give up everything from the old world.
Ana is one of the two women who Wyck has hired to help him run the Coffee house during the morning rush. Ana is a local to Pasadena and is very friendly with the customers. She's knows all the latest news, has heard all the good gossip and is willing and able to tell anyone who wants to listen.
Tasha, however, don't give a damn. She doesn't give a damn about you, your coffee, your pastries or how many marsh mellows in your hot chocolate. She is, however, an old friend of Wyck's - one he met when he was passing through Atlanta. When she ended up out in LATMA he set her up with a place and a job. She's grateful for the help but is SO not a morning person.
Eventually Wyck broke his rule of hiring only women and brought on a local business student from UC-LATMA named simply 'Pup'. His real name is something that he's not too proud of so he keeps it to himself and everyone uses his nickname more so than any other name.
Pup, much to Wyck's disapproval, is painfully straight. The two ran into each other when Pup came into the coffee house looking for work and Wyck noticed the guy had experience as a bartender. Wyck, wanting to spice up the morning rush a bit, wanted to see what he could do with an espresso machine and put him to work for the morning rush.Pup's largest concern is having to fight off every advance that Ana can throw at him - dodge every innuendo and politely be 'too busy' to help her in the store room. Tasha, on the other hand, gets along great with Pup and the two have become nearly brother and sister with Tasha looking out for the 'young pup'.
The 'Widdershins' is a signature late that Pup makes that has three shots of espresso and a bit of mocha to sweeten it.Widdershins is a popular choice in the morning for those people who sprawl out to start their day.
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Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Ice House Rave

The loading docks are a bustle of activity day and night, with eighteen-wheelers and other trucks pulling up and pulling out almost constantly. Three bays are set up in front of the huge roll-up doors that lead into the processing plant, at least one of them occupied at any time. Set further away from the plant itself is a tiny island of dying grass that surrounds a wooden picnic table, probably where the employees go for their smoke breaks and to take a lunch, when the weather is nice enough, or for drivers to stretch their legs while their trucks are being emptied or filled.
A security gate leads out to the street, nestled between twelve-foot high walls of cement, topped with razor-wire. A pair of rent-a-cops can be seen at the gate itself, with another wandering the inside perimeter at random intervals.
The theme for the rave is ice. It being the Christmas season, the break from the heat waves that plague the Prospect area is an experience that many have been looking forward to all week. The refrigerated room is permeated with blasts of cold air to keep the columns of ice from melting too quickly. Lights embedded within ice bar and towers pulse in sync with the music as people mingle here and there in semi-winter wear.
Guests of the rave are given gifts as they leave. Usually small and easily fit into a pocket, the gift is a small glass orb with snowflakes etched all over its surface. Twisting the ball in half opens it to reveal a random prize. Sometimes a coupon for a free drink at a local bar, one night free at the local, exclusive hotel, a fine blue powder of unknown origin, or even a cash-card with various amounts.
Someone screams out "AVALANCHE" from the side of the ice bar. Patrons nearby turn and position themselves so that they might drink a shot of some kind of alcohol as it is poured through a large block of ice that has been hollowed out with maze-like chambers. The block is nearly six feet long and the bartender must climb onto a ladder to pour the blue liquor down from the top.
Bar maids in scantily clad 'Eskimo' costumes wander here and there in the ice-rave offering shots of various forms of alcohol and Myst in shot glasses made of ice. Common mixed drinks include vodka and raspberry, vodka and lemon, and Vodka and cherry. Straight drinks are Whiskey and Rum.
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Thursday, August 18, 2011
Character Collage: Ian
Ian, originally from Ohio but his parents moved to New York when he was 17, was attending NY University for both his BBA and MBA when his life changed. Ian had always been a fixture on the college club scene - his ability to promote certain parties, produce and coordinate various events and the like was, to some degree why he was going for a degree in business. He had no idea that his success was what brought the attention of the man who would be his sire. He had innate talent for getting people to do what he wanted them to do - not by blackmail or threats - but by convincing them that by doing what he wanted was good for them as well.His embrace was quick. His sire, a man who posed as a club owner in New York, only met with him for an hour before he had made up his mind to change Ian's life forever. Thinking that the club owner was taking him out for a night on the town to wine and dine him so that he would either go to work for him or hold his parties at the man's club, Ian was embraced within six hours of meeting James. He spent only three nights with his sire - enough to get him past the shaky first few steps and then James vanished. There was no word or warning - but one night Ian woke up and his sire was not there. Since then he's been moving around from city to city, generally staying out of the other vampire's affairs and eventually made his way up to the Toronto area. One of the last things that his sire had told him was that the other vampires may want him dead - for some reason. Since he doesn't know why - and wasn't willing to risk it he usually stays at the fringe of vampire society and moves on when it gets too complicated to stay.
For two years he was a clanless leach that moved around the area until the Prince of New York finally ordered him gathered up and returned to his court. James was not supposed to sire any one and doing so provoked the Prince. However, since Ian had no control over what James did - the Prince released him to his sire's clan; the Ventrue.Martin, a member of the Ventrue of New York, adopted Ian as a surrogate sire and mentor; a favor to the Primogen. Over the next twenty years, Ian discovered that not only did he like being on the 'inside' of the mask rather than the outside - but he NEEDED the vampire society of the camarilla to survive. Those two years he spent in self-imposed exile were the worst of his new 'life' and he never wanted to have to go through that again.

Ian gradually adopted the trappings of his sire and mentor's clan by becoming more 'business professional'. He discovered that people paid more attention to what he said when he gets cleaned up in a suit


Ian' Gear


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| Pen Knife. The simple pen also carries a small blade in the back end. |
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| The only gift he received from his sire. |

His Hangouts


RELATIONS
Ian's Original Sire, James Macavoy

Ian's Foster Sire, Martin Bishop
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Wednesday, July 27, 2011
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