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Evening of November 1st, About A Day After The New Travelers Showed Up
Uh, hey. I've got a few things I need to talk to people about, that I've mostly been waiting on until we got a new shift of liminal space so I could share them with all the newbies and returning Travelers too. Uh, I'm Thorne, by the way, if you haven't met me before. Sorry if this gets to be long
Anyway, some of the shit I want to talk about is kinda heavy, so we'll start this out with a rage comic I made with an app on my phone to balance that.
[The voice switches to the viewpoint of someone looking down at a phone screen, in which the follow rage comic has been constructed on:]

[About ten seconds later, the sensory livestreaming switches off and everyone's back to voice.]
Okay. Now the heavy stuff. A lot of you guys know already that the woman I was Infiltrating as during the last Jaunt, Chouko, was killed the fourth week by an inexplicably insectile cyborg known as the Mantis. I came back as an Investigator and ended up 'haunting' my murderer.
What most of you don't know is that Chouko left a corpse behind, which Herr Doktor Blitzkopf found. He replaced her heart with a clockwork one, then used the lightning of the storms to reanimate her body, ala Frankenstein and his monster.
I didn't go back to being Chouko at this time, although she certainly did come back to life. I know, I met her when she came home to the embassy, where I was taking care of her brother, Min.
The people we Infiltrate as, our overlays... they have lives outside of us. Unless there's a Blitzkopf around, when we die as them, they stay dead.
[There's a short silence as Thorne lets that sink in for everyone.]
Uh, next thing! So, there's a secret I've been keeping from everyone, but my spirit animal, Selene, has been going around all doppelgangered and telling people anyway and I figured that if I made this announcement I could control how people found out.
So. Uh. I'm a vampire.
What this basically means is that I'm a talking, thinking, animate dead person. Well, undead person. Technically double-dead person. I got killed again after I got turned into a vampire.
I have to drink blood to survive, but you guys don't have to worry about that because I've already made arrangements with some people already to be regular blood donors and there's enough of them that nobody's should have to do it so often that it make them anemic or anything.
There's a lot of details about my condition, which I don't want to bore people with, but basically it's annoying but manageable. And so far as I know, I'm the only one of my kind here. [If you consider her kind to be Malkavians and now wodpires in general.] I guess you could say I'm a monster, but I'm honestly trying not to act like one.
And, uh, I just wanted to say to any other dead people here, if you need someone to talk to privately about it, I'm here.
Which brings me to the last thing I wanted to tell you guys about! As far as I can tell by the calendars people can agree on, it's gonna be November 2nd tomorrow. I'm gonna hold a Day of the Dead thing at Leo's and, like, build an altar in his yard and stuff and have food. People are welcome to come, living as well as dead.
Uh. That's all, I guess.
Anyway, some of the shit I want to talk about is kinda heavy, so we'll start this out with a rage comic I made with an app on my phone to balance that.
[The voice switches to the viewpoint of someone looking down at a phone screen, in which the follow rage comic has been constructed on:]

[About ten seconds later, the sensory livestreaming switches off and everyone's back to voice.]
Okay. Now the heavy stuff. A lot of you guys know already that the woman I was Infiltrating as during the last Jaunt, Chouko, was killed the fourth week by an inexplicably insectile cyborg known as the Mantis. I came back as an Investigator and ended up 'haunting' my murderer.
What most of you don't know is that Chouko left a corpse behind, which Herr Doktor Blitzkopf found. He replaced her heart with a clockwork one, then used the lightning of the storms to reanimate her body, ala Frankenstein and his monster.
I didn't go back to being Chouko at this time, although she certainly did come back to life. I know, I met her when she came home to the embassy, where I was taking care of her brother, Min.
The people we Infiltrate as, our overlays... they have lives outside of us. Unless there's a Blitzkopf around, when we die as them, they stay dead.
[There's a short silence as Thorne lets that sink in for everyone.]
Uh, next thing! So, there's a secret I've been keeping from everyone, but my spirit animal, Selene, has been going around all doppelgangered and telling people anyway and I figured that if I made this announcement I could control how people found out.
So. Uh. I'm a vampire.
What this basically means is that I'm a talking, thinking, animate dead person. Well, undead person. Technically double-dead person. I got killed again after I got turned into a vampire.
I have to drink blood to survive, but you guys don't have to worry about that because I've already made arrangements with some people already to be regular blood donors and there's enough of them that nobody's should have to do it so often that it make them anemic or anything.
There's a lot of details about my condition, which I don't want to bore people with, but basically it's annoying but manageable. And so far as I know, I'm the only one of my kind here. [If you consider her kind to be Malkavians and now wodpires in general.] I guess you could say I'm a monster, but I'm honestly trying not to act like one.
And, uh, I just wanted to say to any other dead people here, if you need someone to talk to privately about it, I'm here.
Which brings me to the last thing I wanted to tell you guys about! As far as I can tell by the calendars people can agree on, it's gonna be November 2nd tomorrow. I'm gonna hold a Day of the Dead thing at Leo's and, like, build an altar in his yard and stuff and have food. People are welcome to come, living as well as dead.
Uh. That's all, I guess.
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[he should, probably, be asking about something more important. But honestly he's not sure how to process that deluge of information yet. Also, they really want to know about the ducks]
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[ she mentally clears her throat ]
What I meant to say is that it must be really difficult to deal with a condition that impacts your life so dramatically! If there's anything I can do to help, please let me know. My mom is a doctor, so I know a fair amount of basic medical information!
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[He takes a moment to take the information she's giving in, though. He'd always kind of felt like that, ever since the Grid... but she's definitely got a whole new perspective on the situation.
And ... well. Some things suddenly make a bit more sense.] Was kinda worried that you were sick or something. Glad you've ... got things sorted out? Uh. [Is that the way to put it? Damn.]
What's the 'day'f the dead'?
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Also, Thorne, darling, Mr. Stoker would have been very intrigued to meet you.
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Kyahaha, I guessed right when we met! You are an artist.
...although, seriously, what is that?
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More pertinently, I'm also a werewolf, but my kind of werewolf is technically undead, as well. I rather vividly remember dying to become one. So you're not alone in that.
It's good to meet you.
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She's not making this up, for what that's worth. Dollface was sitting up and chatting while she was still talking from liminal.
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I'll probably stop by your Dead Party if you don't mind, that sounds kind of cool.
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Cass already told me about the infiltrator thing. Thanks for waiting a little while so I could hear it from her. I think I was happier when I didn't know this, but... I'm glad I do now.
[ Yeah, she's thinking about Glory and Leviathan again, and sick with guilt over all of it. That's never going to go away, is it? ]
We've got to get better at looking out for each other.
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