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Exit Stage Left
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Evening Edition
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VOLUME 37
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April 7th, 2001
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Curtain Call
by Falstaff Jennings
The council has spoken. Though I cannot for the unlife of me understand how a member of the council last week (me) could be assaulted in open court and then be the one punished. Remember, at that time I was a member of the council and prior to me giving the insult which led to the assault, I was insulted first in a failed effort to intimidate and humiliate me. But I will not be slapped in the face and coerced into a duel when as a member of the council I should expect city protection when acting within the rights of my office. As I was. To do otherwise is to sanction hooliganism. A balance of power in any Camarilla city is a healthy thing. I have tried very hard to help provide some of that balance. I tried to strengthen the council. I argued again and again for the right of the council to meet in private and to call for a council on any matter. It seems I am hoisted by my own petard. Sadly and to my great disadvantage, I find some of the Primogen almost completely lacking in political acumen. I also tried to bring a level of political sophistication to the city. I failed. Oh well. It is a moot point now. You want the truth? You have weakened a city. You took the cities strongest, proudest, most entertaining, not to mention most dashing Toreador, slapped him in the face and besmirched him from the city. And for what reason now? Some of you don’t like me, but is that cause for banishment? And some of you did it, and please forgive my bluntness, as a sheepish mob--you banished me because it was the easy expedient thing to do (rather than risk making an unpopular decision, actually giving the intricate political issue an objective unbiased analysis, or taking a stand, however dangerous, in the cause of right), not because I was wrong. And even worse, I know for a fact that at least one of you used your vote to attack me out of sheer spite or jealously or…clan hatred, with no regard to the issue at hand. Congratulations. And tell me, why do you hate me so when, as a Toreador, all I wanted was your applause…and love? And is a Toreador of my station, beauty, talent, and charisma so very easy to replace? However, I am glad to be free of the rather difficult burden of trying to bring a sense of style, je ne sais quoi, and some entertaining drama to Sacramento. Is yours a true victory though? Or just the victory of Pyrrhus? But I must attend my Sire, the great Prince Jennings, who lies torpored by the act of a villainous scoundrel. Even so I will not forsake the city. Though you forsake me. If in your darkest hour you truly need me, you have but to shine the Toreador Fedora Light into the night sky. The cavalry will come. Richard and I will make all due haste in his hot pink 1967 Cadillac El Dorado Convertible and we shall once again heed the call to arms against the foes of the Camarilla. And we will help give them all a solid drubbing. And that goes for every last man jack of them. And if I have anything to say about it, you are all welcome in San Francisco. For banishment is not something undertaken lightly in my Sire’s domain. To do otherwise is quite simply...bad form. But each city rules as it sees fit. Fair enough. And on that note, I bid you all good evening and a fond fair well.
Ventrue E&S Auction
by Faynt
Despite repeated groans of disappointment from amidst the crowd, last
Saturday’s auction was a remarkable success. During and after the event,
many of the kindred complained that the items up for auction were lacking in
quality. Others griped that the Ventrue’s organizational skills were
unsatisfactory. Surprisingly however, regardless of their “lack” of
organizational skills, the Ventrue managed to make staggering amounts of
money for their “low quality” items. The profits earned by the Ventrue calls into question the veracity of
all the complaints. Perhaps some were jealous of the Ventrue’s
accomplishments. Others were offended that the Ventrue would publicly
insult an entire clan by putting up some art that had been stolen from the
Toradore’s last art exhibition. A few kindred were upset that some of the
items up for auction were censored by the prince. Finally, some were
irritated that they had not been informed when several of the items that had
been listed for the auction were subsequently removed from the auction list.
For all these reasons, several kindred felt a need to detract from the
Ventrue’s accomplishments. The concerns expressed by these kindred, while
valid, fail to lessen the main impact of what the Ventrue did. The Ventrue
managed to organize and execute a city event, outside of Ellysium, without
major disruptions. For this reason alone, those that organized the auction
deserve esteem and acclaim. Of course, after all the money the Ventrue made,
I doubt that they are giving much credence to the complaints.
Quick Look At Sacramento
by O. Princy
Well to start, what is up with the Malkavians lately?? They've been pretty quite. And I can't believe that A: Falstaff didn't except that challenge by E-gad and B: He ran away! Who is going to complain and swear he's the best dressed now? The Brujah, oh gezz... Misery is so old school. She's trying to control the Brujah!! WAKE up ya old fart! They're not going to listen. Need some one young and fresh in that Primogen chair. Finally! The Tremere look like they got a hand on things, with that new Primogen and Mehket keeping his mouth shut their sure to be some help to the city. Gangrel, you got some weird people coming threw Sacramento. The Nosferatu haven't been doing much or talking much for that matter. The Ventrue are rich! It's rumored they made half a million dollars on their auction. And Finally Prince Recoil, still the Prince, still kickin butt.
The Sacramento Shadow's
KINDRED QUOTE OF THE WEEK
There is a time for peace, and there is a time for war. Right now we are at peace but a lot of you could benefit from my fight league. A 1/4 million worth of cash prizes and a safe environment to display your talents beating each other senseless.
-Mr. Soze
For this and many more quotes...check out the Kindred Post section of the
Sacramento Shadow
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Falstaff Jennings, shown here in his "Man on the Moon" play as Andy Kauffman, exits the Sacramento Stage one last time. Or will he put his ego aside and accept E-gad's violent challenge.
Carthage
by Crazie Jane
Ah, the beloved Carthage. What an ideal dream of Clan Brujah. What a grand
concept: vampires and mortals living together in peace. And we call
Malkavians crazy. This grand delusion never worked. Did clan Brujah reside in
Carthage? Yes. Was Clan Brujah the masters of the city? Yes. However, it was
no ideal setting. It was a place of terror and unrelenting horror for the
mortals. There was no Order of Leopold to bring relief. To remove the
obfuscation of the truth one only has to look at the evidence before your own
eye. No matter what name you choose to call yourself, you and I are vampires.
We are hunters. When not hunting mortals we hunt each other. A vampire {that
is you} will use mortals for food, influence mongering, errand boys,
companionship, toys, and for some the occasional sexual encounter. We are
monsters. We behave as such. Some are worse than others but we are all
beasts. Look at you present social situation, do you think the Carthage
vampires behaved any better? Carthage fell not because Clan Toreador betrayed
Clan Brujah. Carthage was a corrupt beast that had to die. The Brujah Clan
had violated Cain's law. That law is now known as The First Tradition. When
vampires forgot that law again, the Burning Times was a result. Cain's
progeny almost was wiped out. Carthage is a lie. It is also a warning. Learn
it. If you choose to forget the past, you will repeat it.
Maximum Overdrive
by E. Estevez
Two 18-Wheelers driven by unknown assailants, plowed through a heavily populated area, full of Kindred. The screams and sounds of screaching tires broke the silence of the night. One of their first targets was the Prince himself as he visited company with Gangrel Primogen, Blueda, Sister Dora, and Razor. The three ladies were safely out of the way when a truck ran smack dab into Prince Sinclair. The Prince was thrown thirty feet into a nearby wall...after seeing the police officers chasing the trucks, Prince Sinclair layed motionless. Egad carried Recoil into the Elysium in a firemans carry, where the Prince under his own power started the process of gathering influences over the city to mask the many breaches that occured.
Frosty Days Ahead
by Ghost in the Machine
Saturday night was full of suprises. Falstaff left the Elysium. He chickened out nce again. Daddy Jennings is in torpor. Dr. Collins is continuing his quest to bring peace with the Kai-Jin. For those wishing for a peaceful co-exixtance would be advised to aid him. The Brujah are missing one of thier own-C'more Buttcacck. With him missing, the nagging problem of the Tremere books still hang around. The Tremere have a new Primogen. She might last for two more weeks until Mehket decides to throuw her out. Are there any real Tremere left? Oh weel. Two Gangrel were accused of beating up a Toreador ghoul. the ghoul and one of the offenders were stuffed in the backroom. Alls quiet in with the Nosferatu. Faynt is giving his time to Dr. Collins. The Ventrue had a successful auction. It is rumored that Mr. Wolfman made around a million or more. Anyone need a loan with lots of interest? Last of all, Father Natasha is leaving our fair city for an extended sabbatical. Not that typeof Sabbatical.
Message Board Warriors
by Crazie Jane
A new phenomenon has emerged in the Camarilla with the advent of computers,
the birth of the message board warriors. The disgruntled can spew forth what
is in their undead hearts in relative anonymity. Fore fear of repercussions,
mostly, they try to stay hidden. Yet to try and silence these voices will
only succeed in that. The disgruntled will still be disgruntled. And with no
out let for their rage, these kindred will simmer until they explode. The
first of this type of explosion was the start of the First Anarch War. The
next explosion was when the Camarilla Founders refuse to listen to the
disgruntled. That resulted in the creation of the Sabbat. In 1945 the rage of
the disgruntle erupted in Los Angeles. There are many kindred posting
flammable post. This is the disgruntled fuming. Letting the rage fumed upon
Internet is far safer than having it silence. When one sees all the flammable
postings, there is a major problem. It is up to those in leadership position
to identify the problem or problems and deal with it or them in a positive
manor. Which I know is difficult for a vampire to do. Bullying the voices
into silence will have negative consequences. Remember … there is always
silence before the storm.
The SFL
by ShadowMaster
The Sacramento Fight League is next week, sign ups for the fight league started on Saturday and will be taking signups all through the week. Over a 1/4 Million dollars in cash and prizes. Kindred from all over California will be attending this event. Don't be left out. Second place is the first to lose.
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