Difference between revisions of "The Dreaming Tyrant"
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{{Sidebar_PC_Masquerade | {{Sidebar_PC_Masquerade | ||
|name=The Dreaming Tyrant [NPC] | |name=The Dreaming Tyrant [NPC] | ||
| − | |pronouns= | + | |pronouns=they/them |
|clan=Clan Malkavian | |clan=Clan Malkavian | ||
|sect=The Camarilla | |sect=The Camarilla | ||
| − | |city=Pittsburgh | + | |city=Pittsburgh PA |
|player=[[User:jShpiece|Jacob Shpiece]] | |player=[[User:jShpiece|Jacob Shpiece]] | ||
}} | }} | ||
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<center><span style="font-size: 30pt;">Notable Traits</span></center><br> | <center><span style="font-size: 30pt;">Notable Traits</span></center><br> | ||
Appearance:<span style="font-family: Arial Bold; font-size:14pt;"> If anyone has met the Tyrant, they certainly haven't described them to anyone. </span> <br> | Appearance:<span style="font-family: Arial Bold; font-size:14pt;"> If anyone has met the Tyrant, they certainly haven't described them to anyone. </span> <br> | ||
| + | Voice:<span style="font-family: Arial Bold; font-size:14pt;"> Hard though she is to meet, it is not at all difficult to convince the Dreaming Tyrant to make contact. Speaking through telepathy, they speak with a gentle, feminine voice. At times they are friendly, content to offer advice to young neonates, or even perform a favor or two. Others who approach them find them cold and curt, with a barely restrained fury behind their every word. </span> <br> | ||
| + | Path: <span style="font-family: Arial Bold; font-size:14pt;"> Even through Telepathy, it is obvious to any who speak to them that the Dreaming Tyrant does not walk the Path of Humanity. | ||
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<center><span style="font-size: 30pt;">The Mask</span></center><br> | <center><span style="font-size: 30pt;">The Mask</span></center><br> | ||
| − | Quiet can be dangerous. Grandmothers in Pittsburgh remember the lessons of | + | Quiet can be dangerous. Grandmothers in Pittsburgh remember the lessons of their grandmothers and play loud music through the day. Anyone on the night shift knows to whistle while they work, knows that standing in the howling wind is better luck than the quiet corner. A small few remember the reason why, know that in the kind of silence that makes the rest of the world seem very far away, it can be difficult to tell what thoughts come from your own mind. |
| − | their grandmothers and play loud music through the day. Anyone on the night shift | ||
| − | knows to whistle while they work, knows that standing in the howling wind is better | ||
| − | luck than the quiet corner. A small few remember the reason why, know that in the kind | ||
| − | of silence that makes the rest of the world seem very far away, it can be difficult to tell | ||
| − | what thoughts come from your own mind. | ||
| − | Sometimes you meet someone with a feverish intensity to their work, someone | + | Sometimes you meet someone with a feverish intensity to their work, someone who doesn’t quite seem to be listening to the same world that you are. You see their bloodshot eyes and clammy hands, and you wonder if this is someone who listened to a voice that sounded almost like their own, whose dreams were colonized and whose mind now belongs to the Dreaming Tyrant. |
| − | who doesn’t quite seem to be listening to the same world that you are. You see their | ||
| − | bloodshot eyes and clammy hands, and you wonder if this is someone who listened to | ||
| − | a voice that sounded almost like their own, whose dreams were colonized and whose | ||
| − | mind now belongs to the Dreaming Tyrant. | ||
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<center><span style="font-size: 30pt;">Rumors</span></center><br> | <center><span style="font-size: 30pt;">Rumors</span></center><br> | ||
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| − | :<span style="font-family: Arial Bold; font-size:14pt;"></span> | + | :<span style="font-family: Arial Bold; font-size:14pt;">There is no Dreaming Tyrant. They are entirely the invention of Prince Lyn, conspiring with Mother Karina to create a bogeyman to keep the Court in line.</span> |
| + | :<span style="font-family: Arial Bold; font-size:14pt;">The Tyrant is clearly a forward agent of the Sabbat, gathering information on the Court and spreading it as far as they can.</span> | ||
:<span style="font-family: Arial Bold; font-size:14pt;">Feel free to add more here!</span> | :<span style="font-family: Arial Bold; font-size:14pt;">Feel free to add more here!</span> | ||
Revision as of 20:38, 12 June 2022
The Dreaming Tyrant
| The Dreaming Tyrant [NPC] | |
| Masquerade Character | |
| Pronouns: | they/them |
|---|---|
| Clan: | Clan Malkavian |
| Sect: | The Camarilla |
| City: | Pittsburgh PA |
| Player: | Jacob Shpiece |
Appearance: If anyone has met the Tyrant, they certainly haven't described them to anyone.
Voice: Hard though she is to meet, it is not at all difficult to convince the Dreaming Tyrant to make contact. Speaking through telepathy, they speak with a gentle, feminine voice. At times they are friendly, content to offer advice to young neonates, or even perform a favor or two. Others who approach them find them cold and curt, with a barely restrained fury behind their every word.
Path: Even through Telepathy, it is obvious to any who speak to them that the Dreaming Tyrant does not walk the Path of Humanity.
Quiet can be dangerous. Grandmothers in Pittsburgh remember the lessons of their grandmothers and play loud music through the day. Anyone on the night shift knows to whistle while they work, knows that standing in the howling wind is better luck than the quiet corner. A small few remember the reason why, know that in the kind of silence that makes the rest of the world seem very far away, it can be difficult to tell what thoughts come from your own mind.
Sometimes you meet someone with a feverish intensity to their work, someone who doesn’t quite seem to be listening to the same world that you are. You see their bloodshot eyes and clammy hands, and you wonder if this is someone who listened to a voice that sounded almost like their own, whose dreams were colonized and whose mind now belongs to the Dreaming Tyrant.
1978: The Dreaming Tyrant (supposedly) enters Torpor
- Feel free to add more here!
- There is no Dreaming Tyrant. They are entirely the invention of Prince Lyn, conspiring with Mother Karina to create a bogeyman to keep the Court in line.
- The Tyrant is clearly a forward agent of the Sabbat, gathering information on the Court and spreading it as far as they can.
- Feel free to add more here!
