Disaster

So the Aztec Death Spirit thing seems to be taken care of...mostly. Kinda suurprising no one else thought to speak to it in Spanish. Took Johnny to do that.

And the first night, the main night, of the Anarch Elysium, went well. No major problems, just a few minor things.

But then hit Sunday night. Bombs were dropped. The Hound is Brer Bear's daddy. The Hound was working for some Ventrue that is claiming Praxis over Huntington Beach. They kidnapped Perez, Consuela, Simon and a bunch of others. Perez and Consuela were returned, by the efforts of Bear and Mateo, but Johnny don't know how. And later in the week, Bear turned to the Tower and betrayed us all.

But Simon is kidnapped. And everyone seems to be more concerned with hugging it out. What the fuck has gone wrong? Remus and Barclay should be at the front of it all, gearing up for war, ready to burn HB down to reclaim our brothers and retake our land. But instead, they're accusing Johnny of being their biggest worry, that Johnny is more dangerous than the diablerist fuck the Hound. Instead, they are trying to talk this shit out.

What the hell? What's wrong with them? Johnny don't want war. Johnny don't want to have kill anyone, let alone be responsible for the deaths of other Anarchs. But they declared war on us first. Johnny really don't see much of an alternative to war. They won't just leave because we ask real nice. They won't give us back Simon or the other brothers and sisters without demanding something in return.

And Johnny will be damned if Simon goes to France to the Ventrue Summer Camp and gets all brainwashed and shit. He's better off dead than brainwashed.

A bit late...

It's a bit late, but Stevie, you're gonna get it. Your mouth has written checks that your body ain't gonna be able to cash and Johnny gonna be the one to rip you apart.

Oh, and it looks like a bunch of licks are comin' in for Bear's Big Bash. Even some Anarchs from Florida, so that should be very cool.

Back to work.