Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to war we go...
Goddamn it. Okay, so the riceferatu have been a thorn in the OC's side for, like, a year now. We tried a treaty, but that got bogged down by old fuddy-duddies (how the fuck is that spelled anyway?) and went nowhere. Negotiations went nowhere. Skirmishes and sniping didn't really accomplish much either. Outright bullshit just seemd to annoy them. So now they've decided that as of December, it's time for war.
And they've decided that Westminster and Garden Grove aren't enough, no. They need Irvine too. At least that'll make sure the Gangrel get involved for a change.
It's gone too far. Johnny didn't really want war, tried to avoid war, tried to gather the OC Anarchs together, but we were too splintered, too selfish and now it may come to haunt us. Now it's being brought to us, and now we have to do something about it.
It's actually kind of a relief because of that. Now Mr. Black and Remus and even the Gangrel will have to come to together and get something done, or it's yet more turf lost to the keui-jinn.
It's a good thing Johnny found that national Brujah list...some of the fuckwit Cam brothers and sisters might actually be able to prove their worth and lend some kind of a hand in the fight.
This just isn't the fight Johnny wanted.
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