So Johnny wandered up north again.
Why?
You know, if Johnny gets bored, Johnny should just go to a strip club or something. 'Cause the Camarilla is just boring nine times out of ten.
So yeah, not much happened. Okay, a few weeks before some of the NorCal Brujah came down to answer Dominic's Call. That was cool. Finn and Aly came down. They're cool. But Prince Early stepped down and Princess Jenna stepped up. Oh, and Dominic's Call was not much more than personal bullshit. Afraid of the local Ass-biters. That was kinda interesting.
But last time? We heard there were zombies somewhere, but nope. Went to go find some Sabbat or their gangbangers, but that was a bust. Stupid fuckin' Cam didn't even speak Spanish. Who goes to talk to the Mexican Mafia and doesn't speak Spanish? Stupid shit.
Then the new Lasombra they got there, fuckin' called Johnny on the cell phone. How did he get Johnny's number? Says he needs to talk. About why? Says Prince Ligatio said to call Johnny. About what? Says They. Says he knows what They did.
Crap. Need to talk to They to try to help his ass out, but he ain't talkin'. Rather help out a local Nos that's shown at least a tolerance for Anarchs than some fuckin' Lasombra bitch that'll try to fuckin' manipulate Johnny into doin' shit. Course, the hard part will be making it seem like Johnny didn't do nothing with it, keepin' in the clear with this Ligatio fuck. You know?
The Camarilla just sucks.
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