Prologue: The Kindred's Kine.   Posted by J, Radio Broadcaster.Group: 0
Victor Rosselini
 NPC, 16 posts
 Watching the Family
 Cautious
Sun 24 Jul 2016
at 00:38
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You guys don't get it.

Virgil nods in agreement. You'll get it in time, but this should be your first lesson. Your mother is... she's absolutely gorgeous.

Now just one minute...

I had to say it.

I think she's awful pretty...

The young man explains how evident it is.

Victor puts a sinewy paw on his face. For the love of the Lord on High, Virgil.

Alright. Donnie, that was a very queer thing to say. She's your mother!

Donnie covers his face with both hands. Look what you did.

Everyone is well aware of it, Victor.

Victor points a hard finger at Virgil. She's got assets, and she uses them. That's all there is to it.

That's all I'm saying. Look, kids, your mother knows how to play the politics game, she's amazing at it. All I'm saying is, you see, is that she uses her charm, wit, and foresight to get the results she wants.

Well, that was awfully gracious of you. He rolls his eyes. Look, she wasn't against you having guns, alright. Remember what I told you? Someone is ready to stomp us all if we don't defend the family. But it ain't that easy. Your mother doesn't want you armed because she played an ace in her sleeve by bringing you guys in. Putting guns in your hands makes it look like a hostile takeover.

Donnie looks to Edgar, then to Victor. She ain't got no feelin's for us...

Victor looks to Virgil, then they both look back to the boys. Actually, she is very attached to you two already. So much so... I'm more afraid you two will undo her. You're her weakness.

You have to be strong then, right? To protect the family.

This message was last edited by the player at 19:24, Mon 25 July 2016.

Edgar Goodlove Virgilio
 player, 76 posts
Mon 25 Jul 2016
at 15:28
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Edgar sighs audibly as he shakes his head. He abruptly exclaims,

Sheesh, I feel like a big ol' ball being bounced every which way!


With his right hand, he gestures at Donnie and himself, and addresses Victor,

Now if I understand this correctly, we fall under some strange status somewhere between sons and soldiers. And our role is mainly muddied by mother's machinations. So she wants us to go get some god-damned guns? Fine, we'll do it.

Looking pointedly at Donnie, he adds,

But that don't mean we gotta shoot to kill! We can hit folks in the leg and such. We just gotta be good shots, so practice like your immortal soul depends on it!

Looking back to Victor he sarcastically asks,

I assume that we'll have to be careful not to be spotted by the wrong folks, right? After all, if word got out, it might interfere with mother's plans. Do you want us to wear disguises to the gun store?

This message was last edited by the player at 15:30, Mon 25 July 2016.

Virgil Ricci
 NPC, 5 posts
 Skilled and
 Thankful for it
Thu 28 Jul 2016
at 23:23
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I'll get back to you on that, boy.

With that, Virgil stands and exits the mezzanine.
Victor Rosselini
 NPC, 17 posts
 Watching the Family
 Cautious
Thu 28 Jul 2016
at 23:29
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Well, in fact, we do have several disguises here. You can dress like one of many things.

There's some Midsummer Night's Dream costumes. I'm certain we can have the tailor suit you to be the indomitable Puck. All else fails I suppose I can find some leather and suit you both into the approximate form of a horse.


This comment draws chuckles from Donnie. No, no disguises. You have to blend in, putting on outrageous costumes or make-up will only draw attention. You must slip under the suspicion of your enemy by rising over it. Something to that extent.

Virgil eventually returns.

They left. Alright kids, back upstairs. Get washed up, meet with the tailor to have your final cut pared up or down or what have you, and then meet me in the foyer. We'll be making a trip to an old, old church. So old, in fact, the passage of time has buried it underground. It's quite a sight.
Edgar Goodlove Virgilio
 player, 77 posts
Tue 2 Aug 2016
at 17:52
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Edgar looks confused,

An old underground church? I've never heard of such a thing! That Bishop Metaxas is really, really old; does the church belong to him? Is that where he holds mass? I'll bet it is; that's why we're getting all dressed up! Are we going to mass right now?

He's not sure what to expect from the Corinthian church. He's a solid believer after the bishop's miracle, but he hasn't heard much about its doctrine. He remembers what Fausto said the other night, and it seems curious in light of the bishop's obvious holiness.

I just can't figure why the Catholic church would have any kind of beef with our church. I ain't never seen a Catholic priest perform a miracle like Bishop Metaxas did. Surely, if he just showed a miracle to the pope, they'd have to recognize the Corinthians as God's chosen... wouldn't they?

This message was last edited by the player at 17:56, Tue 02 Aug 2016.

Victor Rosselini
 NPC, 18 posts
 Watching the Family
 Cautious
Thu 4 Aug 2016
at 19:08
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By my reckoning, God owns it. Heard it was an Injun burial ground some Corinthian returned to the Lord. I also heard it was a fort, that redskins burned the old Church down, so they dug into the ground. I also heard it was where Jacob's ladder is, the Spear of Longinus was hidden from Satan, and where Peter was buried.

You're going to hear and see a lot of queer things my friend. Nobody is totally certain. What I know, is that the Church is very secure and very underground. You'd have to, well, I suppose load a donkey with TNT, drag it down into the man aisle, then blow it all up to be of any real danger.


He strokes his stubble. I guess that's true, though, about the miracles. I always wondered myself. Maybe you can ask the esteemed Whitaker. That man is unbreakable, very resourceful. But let me be clear about something. These Corinthians? They're Catholic. In their heart of hearts, they're Catholic.

When they tell you Corinthian, they mean Catholic Corinthian. Dogma's the same, just about, except for the Great One. I've only heard stories, but, someone said he was Lazarus. And you know what? I buy it. You've seen what Metaxas can do? Heard that miracle is nothing. I guess maybe the Catholic Church doesn't like them because... I guess we have Lazarus. Either that, Corinthians have something they don't. That's power.

Maybe that's it. You know, on second thought, we should keep this conversation hush-hush. Whitaker is a man of serious temperament. I'd hate to get on his bad side, what with Tristessa's big hullaballoo.


You didn't answer about the clothing.

Pardon? Oh, right, right, yes, you need to get your suits n'all. Time for the big event! Don't worry about anything either, this is my first one too. We're all in this together, the Tacit Trio, hm?

What's tacit?

Yeah, off you go. Get a move on!

This message was last edited by the player at 19:08, Thu 04 Aug 2016.

The Tailor
 NPC, 2 posts
 Enthralled
 Loves it
Sat 6 Aug 2016
at 00:08
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The boys are separated fairly early on, each told they'd be given a light, warm meal in their rooms. They're told not to visit one another, as they need to eat and bathe before they see the tailor for final adjustments.

After a very light meal of leg of roast duck, a buttered roll, and small cup of wine they are whisked away to the tailor's room. Having fit them earlier, he ensures that every seam is suited to their form. He's a strange man, but has remarkable skill. The suits fit both boys perfectly well. Each are given exactly the same style of suit, the tailor explaining that he had to make due with the time given, cutting from the same lengths of cloth.

Each are given a glistening white mandarin collared shirts with pearl buttons. The cufflinks are gold with glimmering ruby stones, links the tailor tells both boys to be mindful of. The black suitcoats are made of pure cashmere, a material both boys had never heard of. The pants are made of wool. As he gives them to the boys, he tells them they're still expensive and not to tear them. As both boys would find, the cashmere coats are exceptionally soft and comfortable. They're given crimson silk neckties, pinned into the form of an ascot and a pair of luxurious balmoral boots. To both, the boots appear to be shoes. Both are given a pair of long silken socks with the appropriate suspenders to keep them from falling over the course of the evening.

They're also told they'll be given long coats, bowler hats, and leather gloves when they depart by none other than Victor himself. He smiles at the thought, for some reason...

This message was last edited by the player at 00:08, Sat 06 Aug 2016.

Victor Rosselini
 NPC, 19 posts
 Watching the Family
 Cautious
Sat 6 Aug 2016
at 00:17
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With the boys dressed, they meet with their mother in the foyer. She smiles brightly at them, patting them on the cheeks happily. Tristessa is covered in a long coat composed of patterns of stripes from an animal neither boy had ever heard of. Victor hands the boys their coats, gloves, and hats.

Victor himself is dressed in a velvet suit like they, however, he has skipped the tie altogether and his top-most sapphire button is unclasped. He holsters a top-hat on his own head, the index fingers of both his gloves missing. Well boys, it would appear we're about ready. Hop into the carriage!

Before them the carriage and its mighty horses are lead on by a familiar figure, the very man that picked them up nearly three days ago. Suddenly, the plush eccentricities of the carriage aren't so noticeable. The gilded edges no longer stand out so much, and the polished, painted steel appears vaguely normal to him.

Not many folk are going to be going to this event, might see some new faces.
Tristessa Virgilio
 NPC, 17 posts
 Stepping On
 Everyone Else
Sat 6 Aug 2016
at 00:25
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You will be e'baptized first, Edgar, but this ceremonies will be, how you say, mingled?. What exact will happen I cannot tell you, you must see, for us. These ceremonies are close guarded secret, you must never tell anyone what occurs tonight, yes?

Speaking about it will bring great curse, much pain to me, Donnie, and Victor.


Victor looks down at his lap, brushing his top-hat. I never thought I'd be involved with one. I'm nervous, for once.

We are all bless, to see, hm?

Well, you get what you ask for. From what I know, Edgar, you'll be blessed with holy water, your mother will receive the gift of the family, there will be prayers, and...

There is silence. Tristessa and Victor both seem somewhat perturbed. They truly have little idea of what they're about to be involved in. As the carriage ride continues through the swamps of Chicago, Edgar has an opportunity for some questions. Should he ride silently, they'll arrive at the subterranean church...
Edgar Goodlove Virgilio
 player, 78 posts
Thu 11 Aug 2016
at 19:29
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Edgar dutifully nods as his mother issues instructions.

Yes ma'am, I won't tell anyone about the ceremonies tonight. I wouldn't want anyone to get cursed!


As he realizes that even his mother and Victor don't know what will happen, he comes to understand just how secret the ceremonies will be! He helpfully offers,

Well, with any luck, maybe they'll sing some church hymns!

Edgar is too excited to feel anxious. He's already a true believer of Corinthian Catholicism, and he's excited to become an official member and to see his mother honored. He doesn't see how anything could sour his mood. He rocks his feet back and forth as he looks out the window of the carriage, a large grin obvious on his face.
Tristessa Virgilio
 NPC, 18 posts
 Stepping On
 Everyone Else
Sun 14 Aug 2016
at 00:28
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They arrive at the Church by sundown, a fire casting itself over the heavens as the crown of the sun dips below the horizon. Stone, mortar, and wood sit on the top of a significant hill, one surrounded by American elm. The road they used to reach this little Church is hardly trafficked, though they passed several neighborhoods also under construction. This is new place, new area. Many will live here. On the hill will be Catholic school, hm? For the children. Come, come, and mind your shoes.

Both Edgar and Donnie are assisted out of the carriage onto brick. Here the road has been dug out, flatted, and lined with heavy masonry. There is a pervasive energy in the air here, aside from the tantalizing expectations of the ceremony to come. The sky shimmers, the grass glistens, and the earth births a heady aroma. Their shoes crack on the stone, crisp and loud. A figure comes from the side...
Charles Whitaker
 NPC, 5 posts
 Young
 Ready
Sun 14 Aug 2016
at 00:39
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Ah, Tristessa! A young man approaches, freshly shaved and in a fine suit, though it hardly rivals that of the boys. He is alone, at least for now, a dazzling ruby in his eye drawing all eyes. He smiles brightly, well kempt. It is an absolute pleasure to see you, Tristessa. The Father is already inside, preparing.

They exchange a kiss on the cheek, Tristessa returning the smile. Victor rolls his eyes. You can imagine my excitement. I wanted to thank the family for helping the congregation move here. It's been quite a journey, but you'll be glad to know I've settled right into Chicago.

It is good to see you. Charles, these are my sons, Donnie and Edgar. They're the wards of Victor Rosselini.

Charles, Charles Whitaker. A pleasure to meet... Rosselini? He suddenly laughs, putting a hand to his chest. Well, the Rosselini have been- my, a pleasure, truly. Shall we?

They head across the brick to the top of the hill, a path through the construction materials cleared. It appears the hill has been decapitated in the effort to establish a foundation. Old stone can be seen, bone settled in the dark meat of the mud. A wooden staircase has been established in the apparent ceiling of the structure. It's been absolutely thrilling to work with the Virgilio family, we've cleared out the old wooden staircase here. The whole structure had to be remade by hand. We've spared to expense. What do you think?

It's very, eh, esturdy? Hm.

Indeed. We've done quite a bit to clean up the general masonry. The structure's stone has held up well, quite well. The wood portions seem to suffer more from the passage of time, but I assure you everything is well suited for expansion.
Nereo Virgilio
 NPC, 6 posts
Sun 14 Aug 2016
at 00:55
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Ah, my jewel has arrived! Welcome, welcome. Boys.

Donnie just nods, satisfied with merely being acknowledged. Come, come, the ceremony is going to begin soon.

They move swiftly down the corridors, the cold of the plastered stone settling into the boys' skin. The vaulted roof above gives the sensation of being inside some sort of mausoleum, buried alive. Ghosts of ancient candles are burned into the plaster. Donnie clings to Edgar as they pass through the innards of a subterranean church.

They turn right into a large, dimly lit room. The stones here look even older, infinitely more weathered. It looks almost like a small auditorium, though lacking any chairs. Here rings of stone ridges act as seats, looking down at a larger stone, one covered with cloth and fitted with a thin podium. Crosses, candles, and oil lamps are scattered throughout.

Within is Father Metaxas, greeting everyone with kisses and pats. He seems better after the expenditure of his faith earlier. Gabino is also here with a very large cigar, though dressed in striking white robes. Both boys are thrilled to see him, but he waves his hand twice, first to say hello and second to tell them to stay put.

Both oblige.

This message was last edited by the player at 01:28, Sun 14 Aug 2016.

Bishop Metaxas
 NPC, 9 posts
 Strange
 Weird
Sun 14 Aug 2016
at 01:42
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Take your mother's coat. Now, young Mr. Donnie Virgilio, please have a seat with Nereo. When Tristessa removes her large animal coat she is revealed to be covered in bandages. While her shame is obfuscated with linen undergarments, her body appears to be carefully draped in linen from ankle to wrist.

Edgar and Tristessa remain near the large stone at the bottom while everyone else moves to take a seat on the stone. Set on the stones are several bibles bound in rich leather. He reaches out, taking her hands, binding them as well. He speaks, the audience speaking in return with each line. Lord, hear our prayer.

Lord Hear our Prayer...

Holy Mary, Mother of God pray for us.

Holy Mary, Mother of God pray for us...

Saint Michael pray for us.

Saint Michael pray for us....

Saint John the Baptist pray for us.

Saint John the Baptist pray for us...

Saint Joseph pray for us.

Saint Joseph pray for us...

Saint Peter and Saint Paul pray for us.

Saint Peter and Saint Paul pray for us...

Saint Mary Magdalene pray for us.

Saint Mary Magdalene pray for us.

Saint Mary MacKillop pray for us.

Saint Mary MacKillop pray for us.

All holy men and women pray for us.

All holy men and women pray for us...

Tonight, my dearest flock, we recall the gift of Lazarus, that which was bestowed by Jesus Christ. In the name of our LORD, he that is most sacred, we give to you this life. By your Grace this one may walk again and return from the valley of the shadow of death.

He begins to wrap her face now, leaving only her neck exposed. She's guided over to the largest stone in the room, Gabino walking behind it with a large golden basin. Its edges are curved and formed into a strange basin, one in which its lips rise up. As she lays upon the great stone, her neck and head rest on the strangely shaped gold container. As Jesus Christ proclaimed, you shall walk the earth once more. The gift of heaven is removed from you, so that you walk the earth once more to guide his people. Yea, let it be proclaimed that under the law almost everything is purified with blood, and without the shedding of blood there is no forgiveness of sins.

Gabino reaches into a golden goblet, dipping his fingertips into holy water, sprinkling it over her form. He wraps her wrists together and her ankles.To you, Tristessa, you shall be cast sinless. You will be given life anew, reborn. For the life of the flesh is in the blood, and I have given it for you on the altar to make atonement for your souls, for it is the blood that makes atonement by the life. Do you, Gabino, touched by the blessing of Lazarus, friend of God, beloved of Jesus, blessed by the Spirit, pledge your sacred duty to this young ward?

I do, by the Grace of God Almighty.

Will you nurture this spirit, that filled with the blood of Christ, guard her sin from the sun, and keep her nature secret, to the end of your days?

I do, by the Grace of God Almighty.

Then, by the Grace of the Ancient of Days, I pronounce you, Tristessa, reborn as Lazarus.

Suddenly, as if in a nightmare, the robed Gabino leans down and bites into her neck. She winces, muffled sounds coming from her mouth. She can't move. Several moments pass as Gabino  appears to suck out her blood, only little driblets falling loudly into the golden container.

Tristessa stops moving after several moments. Should Edgar turn to look at the audience, he would see Victor holding onto Donnie with a hand over his mouth, Nereo with a stoic countenance, and Whitaker shedding a single tear, overjoyed.

Though his heart races, only some strange lingering trust with Gabino and of the miracle shown to him by Metaxas keeps him from running outright.

This message was last edited by the player at 01:42, Sun 14 Aug 2016.

Edgar Goodlove Virgilio
 player, 79 posts
Thu 18 Aug 2016
at 19:57
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Edgar's eyes become as wide as saucers, horrified by his mother's assault. Covertly glancing around the room, he searches for some ally that might help him stop this madness, someone who looks as disturbed as he feels. Dejectedly, he realizes that there is no way to save his mother, since everyone here is apparently fully supportive of her murder! This can't be happening!

Edgar tries to calm himself. He considers all the angles. He thinks about how his mother apparently signed up for this somehow, and in fact she did come willingly. And Gabino is quite a guy; he wouldn't just kill someone out of the blue. But then again, he's drinking her blood! Why on Earth would anyone do such a thing?! Then he thinks about Sunday mass, and how everyone drinks the blood of Christ during the Eucharist. Is what Gabino doing really so different? And Bishop Metaxas can perform miracles, and he mentioned that his mother will be reborn. Can he dare to hope for such an amazing miracle?

He can't help but feel a combination of disquiet and nausea, but he decides to wait and see where this ritual is going. He decides to trust in Gabino and Bishop Metaxas, but even so he mentally prays for his mother as he watches her die on the altar. Needless to say, this moment is forever burned into young Edgar's mind.

This message was last edited by the player at 19:32, Fri 19 Aug 2016.

Bishop Metaxas
 NPC, 10 posts
 Strange
 Weird
Thu 18 Aug 2016
at 23:14
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Metaxas continues, grateful Edgar hasn't moved yet. He lifts his head, looking about the audience. He recites from his own memory, speaking with great authority. For my flesh is true food, and my blood is true drink. Whoever feeds on my flesh and drinks my blood abides in me, and I in him.

Gabino withdraws finally from her neck after she has stopped moving. He begins to remove the cloth from around her head. He tips her head back, only the barest trickle of thin blood oozing from two wounds in her neck. If she is alive, she is certainly at the cusp of death. He parts her lips, thentakes a silver knife from his belt, cutting into his wrist. A globule of thick, black blood forms as Metaxas recounts the story of Jesus awakening Lazarus. I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies; and whoever lives and believes in me will never die.

There is a palpable silence as the drop falls, landing imperfectly on her mouth. A small spatter of blood sprinkles across her chin, the majority of the drop falling into her mouth. Metaxas looks to the fearful boys. Do you believe?

Donnie, in the back, finally breaks free a moment from his handler. I BELIEVE! I BELIEVE! Tristessa! Tris-mmph!

<Edgar has a moment to respond>
Edgar Goodlove Virgilio
 player, 80 posts
Fri 19 Aug 2016
at 19:39
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Edgar swallows hard, noticing as he does so that his mouth has gone dry. Everyone here is expecting a miracle, and if all it takes is believing, then maybe they can all will it into being! Fixing Metaxas with a stern gaze, he slowly and with a sense of finality responds,

I really do... believe.

Then with his eyes locked on his mother, he imagines her breathing again, hoping that it will come true...

This message was last edited by the player at 20:21, Sat 20 Aug 2016.

Tristessa Virgilio
 NPC, 19 posts
 Stepping On
 Everyone Else
Sat 20 Aug 2016
at 00:15
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As he speaks, she moves. There is a gasp among everyone, except Metaxas and Gabino. Gabino quickly lifts her head and neck up, removing the blood spattered container, then gently lowering her down.

She begins to wriggle and writhe within the confines of her bandages, though no sound escapes her lips. Her chest quivers with convulsions, shoulders twisting and squirming trying to pull her hands free. Her incisors seem to grow, though she moves too much to be sure. Gabino, thankfully, is perfectly calm, bringing his own cut wrist down. She clamps onto the wrist, a little spray of blood shooting over her eyes and forehead. He repeats the words the Bishop spoke previously. For my flesh is true food, and my blood is true drink. Whoever feeds on my flesh and drinks my blood abides in me, and I in him. Amen.

There is a long moment of silence as... Tristessa begins to feed on Gabino's wrist, swallowing his blood hungrily. Boy, she's got me pretty good there.

Chuckles come from all around. There are several moments that pass, too long, an eternity, in which everyone just watches. Gabino finally puts his other hand on her forehead, pushing it down, then pulling his arm from her teeth. She seems calmer finally, head lolling left and right in a daze. Gabino reaches down, presumably into the container, drawing a cross across her forehead in a red smear. He signs himself, and as does the Bishop. Taking the dagger again from his robes, Gabino cuts her hands free, easily slicing through her bonds. Donnie can be heard weeping like a babe in the back.

She's drawn up from the table, moving, blinking, grabbing, walking. There's something about her as she's taken from the table, shaky, disoriented. She seems different, reborn. Her skin is a hue lighter, and her eyes burn fiercely like a wildcat's. As she walks, there is a gentle waft of urine and wet stain twixt her legs as her dying body had relieved itself. It's a striking contrast to the high-and-mighty holy ceremony, and she's taken to the Bishop, dropped to her knees. She looks up at the Bishop, whom takes a glass from the podium. Gabino also approaches with the red container, putting it near Tristessa. Tristessa.

There is a moment, and it appears like she may not be able to speak... but she does. Hearing her voice is a relief to Donnie. Father?

What do you ask of God's Church for Edgar Goodlove Virgilio?

Eternal life, Father. She strains to focus, looking at Edgar with proud eyes.

You have asked to have your child baptized. In doing so you are accepting the responsibility of training him in the practice of the FAITH. It will be your duty to bring him up to keep God's commandments as Christ taught us, by loving God and our family. Do you clearly understand what you are undertaking?

I do. There is a sound of light applause, the Bishop turning to face him.

Edgar Goodlove Virgilio, the Christian community welcomes you with great joy. In its name I claim you for Christ our Savior by the sign of his cross. I now trace the cross on your forehead, and invite Tristessa and Gabino to do the same.

He touches his fingertips against the water, putting it back in the podium. Reaching into the container of Tristessa's blood, he traces the cross on Edgar's forehead. Tristessa does the same, and Gabino as well just after.

Everyone from the seats finally comes forward, clapping and cheering. Bishop Metaxas, looking slightly annoyed, steps back for the oncoming gathering.

This message was last edited by the player at 21:09, Thu 25 Aug 2016.

Donnie Virgilio
 GM, 43 posts
Sat 20 Aug 2016
at 00:15
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Donnie grabs Edgar's arms, looking him in the eyes. Edgar, Edgar, are you alright?.

This message was lightly edited by the player at 03:55, Sat 20 Aug 2016.

Edgar Goodlove Virgilio
 player, 81 posts
Wed 24 Aug 2016
at 19:33
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Edgar looks at Donnie incredulously,

Me? I'm fine! But then I'm not the one that just died and came back to life! I'm worried about how mother feels; she looked a little woozy.

He glances in her direction briefly, then continues,

O' course, you can't up and die without some kind of pain. Still, I've never seen such a miracle in all my life! Bishop Metaxas has blessed us all with God's splendour this evenin'! I can see why they didn't tell us what was going to happen; nothin' could've prepared us for such a holy spectacle! Say, are you alright? It looked like you were struggling a bit back there...
Donnie Virgilio
 GM, 44 posts
Sun 28 Aug 2016
at 17:56
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I... I don't know what to think! Hot tears start welling up in his eyes, and he struggles to contain himself. I was so scared! And I ain't no Nancy either! Jus'... I dunno, when tha' Lord died folk cried too! I always heard it in tha' sermons, jus'- who imagines seein' it?

Makes you think. I'm scared, this ain't no story! This is the real deal! Tha' Jews wen' nuts when Jesus was makin' miracles, an' they had 'im killed! I hardly thought nothin' of it, but now that I sees it with my own eyes, I canna' help but... you know, folk might really want to kill mum n' tha' Father! Everyone!

Gabino
 NPC, 17 posts
 It is my time
 All will know
Sun 28 Aug 2016
at 18:38
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Boys, a moment.

He has a glass of wine for each of them, with about half a shot glass Now, both yous guys listen close. Donnie has it right. There's a lot of bad people out there, kids, a lotta' rotten eggs. You think they'll be happy to see the miracles we do here?

Just look at Christ. Think about it. Nailed him up, and them Jews ain't had a bit o' respite since. They had to learn the hard way, eh? Now, both yous guys drink this communion, and repeat afta' me, alright?


He clears his throat, passing the drinks over.

I swear, upon the blood o' Christ, to remain steadfast and loyal to the Family Giovanni, and their brothers n' sisters. Long will I keep their secrets, and forever will I serve the family, in tha' name o' Jesus Christ, a loyal servant in this life and the next. Should I betray the family an' walk tha' path o' Judas, may I suffer his fate a thousand times. Amen.
Edgar Goodlove Virgilio
 player, 82 posts
Mon 29 Aug 2016
at 19:40
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Edgar nods at Donnie as he replies,

It is straight outta a sermon! But you know, we have better laws then they did back then, so I don't think any of us are in danger...

Edgar accepts the wine with a grave expression on his face. Then his eyes light up with an idea as he replies,

But for every rotten egg that gets all offended by a miracle, I would bet you would get 100 or more converts! Between the miracles and word of mouth, our numbers would swell lickety-split. Why, in a month we'd be the largest religion on the whole planet! I would imagine that it'd be worth some hassle by some bad people for the greater good...

He listens carefully to the oath, and drinks the wine. Then he tries to repeat it to the best of his ability.
Gabino
 NPC, 18 posts
 It is my time
 All will know
Sat 3 Sep 2016
at 20:46
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<blood bond II: Gabino>

<blood bond I: Tristessa>

As he finishes reciting the poem, Gabino slaps Edgar. The strike comes as a shock as he feels the effects of the wine course through him. The bitter sting on his cheek, from one so beloved, curdles in his soul. He turns and slaps Donnie as well, striking him on the head. I didn't say anything! I'm so sorry!

The sting sinks into him, and he knows in his heart of hearts he has somehow displeased Gabino. This is no game! Have you no respect for your elders?

Donnie gets on his knees. He didn't mean anything by it! Honest!

Silence!

Yessir! Donnie gives him a pleading look. In brilliant white, specked with blood, Gabino has a holy aura about him. I like you, boy. I really want to. I think you got what it takes.

But this... backtalk? How dare you. You presume quite a bit for a child, one coddled and locked up in a little slice o' heaven. Then you come out and presume the ignorance of your betters. What a disappointment.


Tristessa turns her face from Edgar in shame. No ideas. Kinds like you snuff at the wisdom of the past, thinking something ain't been thought of before. That might work if you're a tinkerer, but in the world of people? The world of religion? Our world? Been there, done that, seen others try. I don't need your ideas. I need your loyalty. I need to know you'll do what the family needs- what I need, you to do.

You got me?

Edgar Goodlove Virgilio
 player, 83 posts
Wed 7 Sep 2016
at 19:27
Prologue: The Kindred's Kine
Edgar holds a hand to his cheek as he is reprimanded. He realizes that Gabino is right. Just like he didn't know about all of the religions that Bishop Metaxas mentioned, he also didn't know about the history of the church. This is just another part of the price that he'll need to pay to live in luxury. Edgar bows his head and somberly replies,

Yes sir, I apologize for my thoughtlessness.

This message was last edited by the player at 19:29, Wed 07 Sept 2016.