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This. Is. BLUEPELT! (* schopt man uit raam bovenste verdieping Weena Rotterdam *)
| Slipknot: Slipknot (from Mate-Feed-Kill-Repeat) |
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Bonegnawers suck! Bonegnawers suck!! They roll around in garbage bins All Bonegnawers suck!! (Pentex is bleeding but night is falling) The Black Hand sucks! The Black Hand sucks!! Those wyrm-tainted bastard leeches Black Hand sucks! If I had my way! If I had my way! I'd rend them all ripped and torn ALL THAT SUCKS DIES!! (Sweet smell bleeding glow is melting me) I bring my klave into battle Shifting into Crinos - I slay wyrmfoe Then I step sideways.... You can't see me, for I hide within the Umbra |
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Marcus Antonius van Leeuwenhoek
Partly based on the main character from American Psycho. A kinfolk charmer who turned out to be harvesting the skins of fallen garou. Unceremoniously shot through the head by Bjorn. Anti-climax redefined.
Dies-Last Dawnstalker
A wise but twisted metis Shadow-Lord theurge. Had an uncommon affection for Bone-Gnawers. Ran away with his half-sister when the heat was creeping up in Delft. Still alive, still at large and still deranged.
Carlos
The epithome of uselessness. Would rather hang with the homies and smoke the green then fight the wyrm. When he actually did fight, he insulted the wrong bane and got impaled on a tentacle. Hemp grows on his grave.
Jozeph 'Der Prinz' von Krichten-nach-Wolfgang
A somewhat subdued professor type character with a number of personal values he bravely defends.
Karsten 'Trol'
Angry eyes, angry mouth. I am not hiding under my bridge, I'm just trying to get away from you useless cowards. When will you fight?
This is my friend.
See how he glistens.
See this one shine...
How he smiles in the light.
My friend.
My faithful friend...
Speak to me friend.
Whisper...
I'll listen.
I know, I know you've been locked
out of sight
all these years, like me
My friend...
well I've come home to find you waiting.
Home, and we're together!
And we'll do wonders.
Won't we?
You there, my friend?
Come let me hold you.
Now, with a sigh, you grow warm in my hand.
My friend!
My clever friend...
Rest now, my friend.
Soon, I'll unfold you.
Soon you'll know splendors
You never have dreamed
all you days,
my lucky friend
Til now your shine was merely silver.
Friends, you shall drip rubies, you'll soon drip precious rubies...
At last! My arm is complete again!
