Thursday, November 29, 2007

Brujah and those other licks


They say that the Brujah basically fall into three camps. Iconoclast, Individualist and Idealist. Johnny calls bullshit.

It’s just not that fucking simple. In some ways, Johnny fits into all three, which some might say means Johnny is an Individualist, but that doesn’t seem quite right either.

See, the iconoclasts are pissed off and want to tear down the system. Why the fuck else be an Anarch if you don’t want to tear down or at least change the system? The Idealists see some sort of glory in the past and it’s all about brotherhood. Yeah, well, there’s plenty of Camarilla Brujah brothers Johnny would happily let get ashed. And the Individualists who seem to be only for themselves.

At least that’s how it seems to Johnny. The whole point of being an Anarch is to tear down the Camarilla system. The tyrants of the Sabbat too. And that should be by all means necessary, from buying politicians to firebombing the Prince’s haven. But we should all stand together, at least as Anarch brothers, despite our many differences. And we should work together to build a better, more lasting society. That’s a big part of the reason behind the Architects of Freedom. And Johnny don’t feel it’s really Johnny’s place to tell his Anarch brothers and sisters what to do; come to Johnny with a problem and Johnny’ll be like Solomon. Keep your nose clean and there’s no reason for Johnny to issue anything even vaguely like an order.

Maybe that’s what it comes down to. Even though Johnny is now communicating with Brujah across the country, Johnny just feels it’s more important to be an Anarch than to be Brujah. Johnny wasn’t given a choice to be Brujah, it just happened that way. Fuck, like Johnny ever wanted to be a goddamn vampire in the first place. Johnny didn’t choose any of that. But Johnny did choose to be Anarch. Johnny did choose to put everything at risk for The Movement.

And so ultimately, the bonds of Anarch brotherhood trump the hoodoo voodoo bonds of the blood of Brujah for this particular lick.

Maybe that’s why Johnny deliberately built the Architects with Malkavians and Ventrue. Would have been happy with a Gangrel or one of those Nosferatu even. Ain’t seen too many of those around the OC. Some of ‘em seem more trustworthy to Johnny. And for them, it seems like The Movement is more important than blood to them too.

Simon, our Ventrue, just might be our secret weapon if we can keep Sharky from killing him. Those fuckers are just too good with all that business and politics shit. Can’t fight for fuck, but shit, you need a loan or to get the local councilman recalled, the suits are the way to go man.

The Malks are fuckin’ weird. But there’s something about them that keeps Johnny wondering if they don’t know something that the rest of us don’t. Gotta keep the Anarch Malks on Johnny’s side as best as possible, just in case they do know something. Pretty good at spying too when they wanna be.

Barclay seems to be an okay Gangrel. At least he doesn’t go around sniffing our asses and lifting his leg and shit like a few of them seem to do around here. Or is so goddamn territorial like some damn junkyard dog that wasn’t told the junkyard was sold and being turned into a mini-mall. Not that he’s in the gang, but he is friendly to us it seems. Kinda confusing though.

No fucking Toreador!!! Goddamn faggots. Pouting and preening and posing. Fuckin’ hate them.

Don’t know enough about the rest of ‘em, like the Tremere and the Nosferatu. Or the Lasombra or those Zimishe or whatever they are called. Those last two are goddamn shovelheads.

Huh. Went from Brujah philosophy to talking about clans. Weird.

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