Good Morning Beautiful
Armageddon Days Are Here Again
“No one holds command over me. No man. No god. No Prince. What is a claim of age for ones who are immortal? What is a claim of power for ones who deny death? Call your damnable hunt. We shall see who I drag screaming to hell with me.”
- Günter Dörn, Das Ungeheuer Darin
I discovered Vampire from dear friends of mine that were closely involved with its beginning. I was lucky enough to learn the game from a young gal from Indy named Blue and later to play with a gentleman who turned out to be an influential Giovanni named Enzo. They got to know me as my young alter ego (and still my hands down favorite playing experience, ever – thanks Kat) Toreador in the world, Chuck, the Calypso musician who stumbled into the wrong neighborhood in Chicago at the wrong time.
So many people who fell in love with Vampire started their story that way, and I’m happy to be one of them. But time passed. Gehenna Happened. The Other Vampire happened.
I stayed a role-player, I met other folks and played other games. A friend introduced me to Steve Jackson and I became a GURPS guy and thought my Vampire days were done.
We were between campaigns and someone mentioned that I should run that game that I used to run all the time, Vampire. I immediately said no. That was long gone.
Two weeks later I had the 20th Anniversary book, got all my books out of storage and I had repurchased everything for my device. And I found my old dice… that endless container of d10’s that a guy who started playing in 94 and kept playing until 04 had accumulated.
What excited me so much? I loved the game, but why? When I played the first time I affected a youthful love of nostalgia. I know that won’t get that back, so why? Because my whole group (except for one) has never played. They are all great role players and Vampire just missed them. I get to introduce them all to Chicago. The Succubus Club is there waiting for them. i get to visit this beautiful world again with people who have never visited, and that’s wonderful.
So I sit here, getting ready to enter in a very un-living Lodin and Mobius and is that Juggler over there? into the Obsidian Portal page and that’s just Neat.I’m listening to Mind Bomb for the first time since a long ago friend left and it’s not making me melancholy, it’s making me excited to introduce some great friends to a Grand World of Darkness.
(Vampire note: I only ever made 1 card in VTES – Thetmes, giving me a fondness for the Assamites, although anyone who knows me, knows I’m a Tzmitsce at heart.)