2008-05-22 21:45:52 Bellisa Damita rolls 4 dice to Feed 6,5,5,5 (1 success)

*A fine night this was, no not really but who the hell cares. She was waiting for the so called priest of a small crappy church with a handful of followers. He looked like a biker but was clean and the followers came, thinking he spewed the words of a God above them all. As if their mangy hides would be saved by an all powerful being. Almost snorts, but not a sound leaves her form as she falls into step behind the man as he heads for the trailer he calls home.

She waited until he ducked through the alley between the 7/11 and the local bookstore. She took him swiftly, biting him, sucking from him and then whispering soft stories of a Goddess in his ear to spread to his people. Her voice cooed and soothed as she related what he was supposed to tell his followers. She then laid him down in the alley and moved off into the night. Leaving him with the hallucination of his God.*

2008-06-05 10:19:33 Bellisa Damita rolls 6 dice to Feeding 9,3,2,10,4, 6 (3 successes)

*A week later she returned to the preacher, standing before him in a dark green cloak, hood hiding her face. He bowed before her as he heard her whisper his name and said all the things one should say to their savior.*
Have you been good to me? Have you spread my word amongst your people?
*He nodded quickly and stammered out that he had of course done as she'd asked him. He shivered when she touched a cold fingertip to his forehead, making the sign of the cross.*
I wish you to bring me one of your best... a chosen one... each time I visit I will bless a new disciple. There will be 12 of you.
*The priest nodded quickly and scurried off to find his best. Bellisa took a seat and waited, not in the church, no. She had approached him in the small run down building that served as their community center, it was full of neighborhood kids, druggies, whores, etc. It was perfection. A young man by the name of John was brought to her, a "thug" by the look of him but he rightfully bowed before her and even kissed the tip of her boot, begging for forgiveness for his sins. She wanted to laugh but she knew better, she merely muttered words of forgiveness then held out her arms to hold her new disciple.

He sighed as she bit into him, melting into her arms until she was finished. She murmured words into his ear as she stroked his head.* You are my second disciple, you shall tell them... the religious killings will not stop for there is evil in this world that must be cleansed. It is by my hand that death shall come to the unworthy. *The young man nodded and kissed her cold hand twice before backing out of the room quickly when that very hand waved him off in dismissal.* Go now my John.

*She stood and left the rec center before the priest returned with more worship and questions. God religion was such an easy ruse, people craved to believe in ANYTHING you gave them. It was like fish in a barrel, isn't that what they say? *

[Bellisa Damita]
Sun Jun 22 13:41:57
Dice Validated Dice Rolled-6D10:2,2,2,9,2,5

*A whisper of fabric against the plastic chairs as she passes. She sinks onto the homemade throne they've created for her. A faint chuckle escapes her but the thing is comfortable and not filthy like everything else in this rec center.

She checked her watch then waited until a small woman was pushed through the double doors. The woman was latino with thick curly black hair, multiple tattoo's, hazel eyes. She beckoned the woman forward.* You are number three, what is your name?

R..Rosalinn. *The woman stuttered out before accepting the embrace she was offered. Bellisa bit down smoothly while stroking the woman's hair and drank what she needed. Once finished she spoke again in that soft haunting voice that stuck with her disciples.* Death shall come to the unworthy, the ones that do not heed the words... you shall spread the message that I have come to right the wrongs. Those who do not follow me shall perish, for it is the only path to the kingdom... do you understand my lovely Rosa? *The woman nodded slowly and kissed the hand that was offered before she moved away, her hazel eyes meeting Bellisa's, as if drinking the devine creature in.

When the woman was gone, Bellisa rose, brushed herself off and stalked out the back door once again, a smirk upon ruby lips.*

((Dice Rolled-6D10:5,1,7,10,8,9))

*After the annoying pest has left her alone, she ducks into the community center once again. Standing in the shadows she observes the room carefully, her throne carefully in place, candles lit, the air smelling of lavender to soothe. A soft chuckle escapes her as she moves forward, such pathetic creatures.

The woman they've left for her is older, a medallion of Santa Maria around her neck, a faded but clean house dress on, her slightly greying hair in a bun at the back of her neck. She is currently kneeling on a pillow and praying quietly to God to come to her.

Bellisa slithers up behind her and presses a kiss to her weathered cheek before whispering in her ear.* I have come to claim you as one of my own...a special one who shall put forth my message. First you will be given my gift, you shall feel the kingdom in your blood and know the message. *She bites into the woman's neck as the old woman mutters Praise the Lord. She drinks her fill and lets the woman sink down into a heap while murmuring.* You are one with God, go forth and tell them the time of reckoning is here, they shall not go unpunished for their sins. Be brave my 4th disciple and spread the message.

*With that Bellisa is gone from the center, leaving the first three to collect the fourth and discuss the message.*

(((((((Below is the scene leading up to this, read from bottom to the top)))))))

[Bellisa Damita]
Sun Jul 6 0:08:23 A threat... how quaint. *She mutters to herself as he walks away, he had to get the last word in and all. A chuckle to herself, as if she is afraid of anything they can throw at her, final death is peace...it's a prize to be won at the end of a valiant life. Whether it be in battle or years later at the hands of fate... it is always an honor.*
[David Cohen]
Sun Jul 6 0:06:39 Do Your "Own" Homework. ::and he walks away::
[Bellisa Damita]
Sun Jul 6 0:06:11 *Again she waits for him to be truly gone before she would go about her business, she looks forward to making that ones life miserable for the shit he pulled tonight.*
[David Cohen]
Sun Jul 6 0:06:06 ::softly:: And if you "ever" strike me again I shall bring t-t-the "Full" power of my C-C-Clan against you.
[David Cohen]
Sun Jul 6 0:05:12 I've been t-t-told I run like a girl. So I imagine I shall simply walk away. A pleasure Miss Damita, I look forward t-t-to our future dealings. ::nods politely::
[Bellisa Damita]
Sun Jul 6 0:01:32 Or three, I am old enough to not give a fuck about any of this crap because I have better things to do then tell a stranger my name and ranks. If you must now know, I am Bellisa Damita, daughter of King Ferdinand.. run off like a good little sod now before I tell the harpies there is a new Sabbat spy in town. Not that I wouldn't enjoy hunting you down and torturing you before watching the Prince behead you in court.
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 23:57:38 ::chuckles, now healed...but he does turn his neck to the side with a loud "crack":: Well placed punch. One. You are no Elder. Or T-T-Two. You are Brujah and above t-t-the need for such obvious age worship.
Sat Jul 5 23:55:31 *She folds her arms over her chest and frowns at him.* Oh please enlighten me on your thoughts because I cared so much about them before that now I MUST be dying to know right?
Sat Jul 5 23:54:19 Elder. ::nods:: I gave you my name, most Elders are so full of t-t-themselves to immediately give t-t-their own. T-t-that you did not means one of t-t-two things.
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 23:53:08 Oh I will do worse to you then that. Do you always treat elders with such disrespect? Are you really that stupid?
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 23:51:26 Or....you'll knife me? ::eyeing her blade::
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 23:49:56 You question me? Run along and do your homework. *A shake of her head, she has things to attend to.*
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 23:48:24 More respect? Why? ::absently readjusts his jaw::
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 23:47:43 *A low growl to him.* Next time we meet I expect more respect from you child. *She slides the blade away and waits for him to leave before going about her business.*
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 23:44:53 ::his head snaps back, and he's thrown against a wall of the alley, he barely holds himself up...almost falling to his knees, a mortal would likely be dead:: A difficult way t-t-to test a hypothisis...but effective. Enjoy. ::as he rises, shifting vitae:: The rest of your evening.
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 23:43:44 *Her fist connects with his jaw and she hops back, drawing her combat blade for her next attack, waiting to see if he will fight or flee.*
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 23:42:58 ((3 bashing))
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 23:42:47
Dice Validated Dice Rolled-4D10:4,3,1,2
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 23:42:39 ::and the small Latino connects...::
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 23:41:57 (4 plus 2 potence=6)
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 23:41:22
Dice Validated Dice Rolled-6D10:9,3,7,8,5,8
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 23:39:52
Dice Validated Dice Rolled-4D10:2,8,8,2
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 23:39:45 ::and the scholar attempts to dodge::
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 23:37:43
Dice Validated Dice Rolled-9D10:7,6,3,8,5,5,4,10,7
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 23:22:32 *Her lips purse slightly* Fine, you've made your choice, just remember I asked. *She moves quickly to punch him in the jaw.*
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 23:20:36 Which game? ::he adjusts his glasses::
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 23:19:20 *She stares at him as he follows then turns and stalks right up to him.* I can make your life very very uncomfortable, are you sure you wish to be on my bad side so early in the game?
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 23:18:11 Fair enough. ::but he keeps following::
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 23:17:39 *She halts and glares at him* What the hell? Do often follow strangers when they say they are leaving? I do mind if you join me, I didn't even want to speak to you let alone have you as my companion for the night you crack pot.
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 23:16:10 Mind if I join you? ::and he follows::
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 23:13:51 (alleys not allies)
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 23:13:43 *A mere grunt to the man and shakes her head, why does he think she might even remotely care what he has to say. A quick glance over* Well nice meeting you Mr. Cojack but I need to be going. You have fun now. *She heads across the street and off into one of the allies.*
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 22:57:50 More t-t-truth to t-t-that than you know.
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 22:57:05 How is that interesting? You obviously have no life, I.. I have plans.
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 22:56:35 Nor do I. And yet...we wait outside. Interesting.
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 22:55:57 *Her eyes flicker to him again, annoyance in them.* I do not care who you are, I do not go to church.
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 22:48:18 David C-C-Cohen, by the way. Sounds like a lovely service. T-t-they would welcome you inside, perhaps even feed you. It is t-t-the Christian t-t-thing to do. I'd join you, but my Sabbath ended at sundown.
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 22:45:49 *She ignores him, as long as he's quiet, it's enough. She'll only be here long enough to hear the service and then she'll move into place for her meal to be served. She can hear the preacher going on about God having risen again and walking among them... can hear him praising God for sending them hope.*
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 22:43:52 Because you asked so nicely. ::finds a streetlamp to lean aganist, watching Bellisa watch the Church::
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 22:42:44 *A roll of her eyes and shakes her head.* You really ARE as stupid as you look... how nice for you. Now why dont you run along and get mugged like a good lil boy and stop bothering us adults who have better things to do. *Again looks at the church, licking her lips a bit as she focuses.*
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 22:41:19 Quite a bit of anger you have t-t-there young lady. Perhaps you should be on medication, or listen t-t-to less rap music. ::chuckles softly::
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 22:40:10 *She watches her church again as the congregation enters for their nightly mass. She then tugs her hood off and snarls at the little man.* I didn't ask you for your opinion fool.
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 22:38:18 ::takes his glasses off...and produces a hankerchef, wipes the lenses and puts the glasses on once more, studies Bellisa intently:: Funny, you don't look like a God.
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 22:36:22 *OH great, a real winner. What ever happened to survival of the fittest? * Mine! *She growls out slowly and tilts her head* Understand? It is not a hard concept.
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 22:34:32 T-t-this place? ::nods toward the Church:: Does it not belong to God? ::yes, that was a stutter::
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 22:32:39 *She purses her lips a moment then speaks again, no accent though she seems to be spanish.* I said keep moving, this place is mine. *Her voice stays low, one might have to strain to hear her.*
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 22:26:38 Pardon? ::his accent English, with a hint of something else::
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 22:22:32 ::cuts a glance toward Bellisa, and raises an eyebrow::
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 22:21:38 *She narrows her eyes slightly as the man eyes her church and growls a bit* Keep moving professor.
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 22:20:05 : pauses near a corner, looking back at the church::
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 22:17:01 *She licks her lips as they continue to bicker over the next victim...er disciple. Bellisa grows tired of listening in and lets her eyes wander, after all she has hours before she receives her new follower. The eyes skim over David a moment, idly wonders what dexter is doing in the slums and debates how long it will be before he gets mugged. A faint smile is brought to her lips, all these years later and it still amuses her to think of people getting their asses kicked.*
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 22:11:52 : passes the Church as well, adjusts his glasses as he does so, he looks out of place in this area, but exudes a non threatning aura::
[Bellisa Damita]
Sat Jul 5 22:08:21 *In no hurry, the woman saunters down the street, keeping her hazel eyes on the small group in front of the community center of a run down church. Currently wearing black jeans and a t-shirt, black hoodie which is pulled up to hide her face. She is pacing while watching the group, to the untrained eye she's just another dealer.

The small group is formed of three currently, the preacher, the thug and a small latino woman. They murmured amongst themselves and studied the other church goers carefully as if trying to choose one. *
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 22:04:44 ::watches and listens, trying to find particular accents amoung the residents of the area::
[David Cohen]
Sat Jul 5 22:01:44 ::has his driver drop him off, and he begins to wander, calmly making his way through the Rack, not hunting, because he has not been given permission to do so yet. Simply taking everything in::

[Bellisa Damita]
Tue Jul 15 8:54:41
Dice Validated Dice Rolled-6D10:5,2,7,3,4,5

*This week she was not plagued by the pest, he had not returned to bother her. Perhaps he had learned his lesson, though from years of experience she knew it was unlikely. People were stupid and once they became vampires it really didn't dissipate. It really was something that would never cease to amaze her... how easily one would put their life at risk.

She entered the rec center and studied the room, with each week the altar and throne were being decorated more and more. A small crowd gathered outside the actual church as if hoping to meet this new messiah that had come. They would have to wait though, dinner came first. Tonight a young man, no tattoo's or scars on his dark skin and his eyes held intelligence. Bellisa wasn't too worried though since he seemed eager not suspicious, so far her other disciples had chosen well.

She sat in the throne made for her and watched the young man kneel before her, murmuring her praise.*

Rise child and come to me, embrace me and I shall accet you as one of my chosen ones.

*The man scrambled to his feet and approached slowly, doing as asked, Bellisa embraced him in return, held him close and bit down on his neck. She fed as she needed from him before whispering soothingly in his ear.* You are a chosen one, it is up to you to spread my word. No one is safe from my wrath, the world will come to an end if all do not bow down and see the error of their ways. You must tell them... you must encourage your fellow mortals to stop their sinning ways. Be cleansed! *With that she releases the man and nods for him to go which he does after praising her again.

This time once she is finished, she prepares herself for the others who have come to see her. As the small crowd shuffles in, staring unabashedly they would see the woman sitting on the throne with a black cloak around her, the hood pulled up. She would then lower the hood and offer her most charming smile.* Come, enter my children, ask your questions.

*She would answer what she could, making shit up the whole time, telling them what they wanted to hear. Once the last of them was gone, she would then head out into her other life... or unlife. *

[Bellisa Damita]
Fri Aug 15 12:30:17
Dice Validated Dice Rolled-3D10:6,5,10

*She showed up at the church tonight in a black trench, full length with the hood and slipped in the back door. She knew they'd be waiting and they were, all their heads bowed in prayer to their false god. A small smile escapes her lips before the jacket is remove.*

It is good to see you have passed my test... that your faith is not wavering.

*They all look up and she can see the hope and excitement in their eyes, they had just started to doubt she'd return to them.*

I would never abandon you my disciples... for you shall carry my message forth. Soon... very soon I shall move all you true believers to a new church... a new center for our lessons.

Tonight I will speak to you of the crimes being committed... children being stolen from hospitals, animals being killed for no reason, rapes, murders, tortures this city and it's sins are bringing forth. We must all do our part to stop such sins, we must remove the people that poison our city.

YOU can be a part of the cure, you can evoke change and move our city into a new dawn. YOU all have the power within you, as a group or alone you can work to save the innocent!!

You must all make your stand and show me you are committed to serving me. To find your way into the heaven beyond, to do your part to save a soul. Prove to me, you are capable of being one of my warriors.

*They all bow their heads and she watches each as their minds whirl with the possibilities before them. A slow smile touches her lips, not as wicked as it would normally be, afterall she had an audience. They would be good followers and people would die... *

NOW, I must christen my newest disciple and I will be back next week, no worries.

*They all file out and leave a rather large man who looks a bit rough around the edges. He reminds her of Devin, very large and built tough but he looks a little nervous and so seems soft to her.* Come here my child... do not be afraid for I am your salvation.

*He approaches and presses a kiss to her outstretched hand before sitting beside her chair and resting his large head on her lap.* I'm Marty.. I'm not 'fraid just wanna make ya proud so I can go to heaven and see my baby again.

*Bellisa strokes his hair lightly and whispers what he wants to hear.* Oh you have already made me proud and your child awaits you but doesn't want you to rush...she loves you too much. *The sex of the child was a guess but men call their daughters babies and their sons are called their boys. She must have been right because he completely relaxes against her and she bites into his neck, feeding from the man before releasing him.* Everything is going to be all right now, don't you see it? *He stares into her hazel eyes and slowly nods.* Yes.. yes I see it now. I will do what you want, I will be the best, you'll see.

*A smile from Bellisa and she motions him out.* Oh I know you will Marty...now I must be on my way, to spread my word. *She slips her trench back on as he leaves, waits 15 minutes then leaves as well.*

2008-08-29 16:50:58 Bellisa Damita rolls 4 dice to Feeding 6,6,4,6 (3 successes)

*Bellisa strolled into the Rec center like she owned the place... which she probably could say she does. The priest bows to her and kisses her hand as she removes her trench coat.

A soft smile to the man.* Our church is coming along nicely don't you think? *He nods quickly and murmurs praise to her before motioning her into the main room. *

*There are three strapping your men, thugs one might call them. A brow raises and Bellisa smiles, very nice, they will be welcome in their motley crew.* Good evening my children...

*They all kneel as if she were royalty... after all she is their God, or so they think. Each man will then stand once more and two would leave the room, allowing her time with each one. She'd spew the words they were so eager to hear, the lies they'd eat up like candy. She'd drink from them and dismiss each with a falsely tender hand.

Once finished she'd don the trench once more, say something soothing and warm to the priest and be on her way, reminding them of their work at the new church.*