Umm... vezi ca lista ta cu tipurile de vampiri e incompleta, aia-s doar vampirii prezenti in Vampire the Masquerade Bloodlines, jocul celor de la falimentatul Troika. De fapt cartea de capatai pentru vampirii WhiteWolf (care se ocupa de fapt de RPG-uri pen and paper si banuiesc ca pentru asta is si multe din cartile alea) este
Book of Nod, si iti recomand tot ce tine de ea.
Oricum, o lista mai completa a clanurilor ar fi:
Bjujah
Gangrel
Malkavian
Nosferatu
Toreador
Tremere
Ventrue
Tzimice (i-ai intalnit si pe astia in Bloodlines)
Asamite
Lasombra
Giovani
Ravnos
Setite,
grupati in diverse factiuni (cum ar fi Camarilla sau Sabatt) si uniti sub diverse interese. Probabil ca mai is si alte bloodlines minore.
Apropo, si eu am jucat Gangrel, dar asta doar pentru ca am o slabiciune pentru werewolves, si cum nu erau accesibili...
Imi pare rau doar ca nu am sa-ti dau Book of Nod si ce tine de ea, dar ar trebui sa fie de gasit - doar internetul e mare.
Si aici o poveste really funny, gasita pe undeva pe internet, care mai si explica cate un pic diferentele dintre clanuri. Eu am ras de m-am prapadit :D. Recomand sa paste-uiesti totusi textul in vreun notepad ca e greu de citit asa, chiar daca am mai incercat sa-l mai formatez (ale naibii atasamente ca nu m-am descurcat cu ele)
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The Antediluvians
The scene is a vampire meeting during which the Kindred Clans
decide what each others flaws are. The clans are the Ventrue, Toreador,
Brujah, Malkavians, Tremere, Tzimice, Nosferatu, Asamite, Lasombra,
Giovani, Ravnos, Setite and Gangrel. If you want to familiarize yourself
with these vampire clans and the story concept behind Vampire: The
Masquerade I recommend that you read The Book of Nod, by White
Wolf.
Ventrue: Okay folks. We have another problem. The "kids" want to know
how we tell each other apart...what makes us unique.
Toreador: That's easy...we are all unique...special..beautiful in our own
way, we--
Brujah: Shut the hell up. He means like what separates CLANS you
pantywaiste.
Malkavian: Never waste panties...Too hard to find this time of year.
Ventrue: Yes Brujah. What makes us ... fit into a ... category. What
makes us into our CLAN.
Brujah: Yeah ... just another way for the "man" to keep an eye on us.
Malkavian: What man? Where? *looks under the table*
Brujah: Shut up before I mash you kook.
Ventrue: *sighs* Any suggestions?
Toreador: Signature clothing?
Tremere: Necklaces? Mystical pendants?
Malkavian: Cheese ... Different cheeses assigned to each clan. There
are alot of different types to chose from you know?
Brujah: *looks to Nosferatu* Yeah ... lemme guess who Limburger is ....
Nosferatu:
I heard that!
Ventrue: I was thinking more along the lines...of a weakness...a..subtle
flaw, or characteristic.
Malkavian: I call Kryptonite!!!
Brujah: *smashes him on the head* Then I must have a Kyrptonite fist.
SHUT UP!
Malkavian: uoonnrk
Ventrue: Okay ... Brujah ... yours will be your temper and violence ... For
obvious reasons.
Brujah: TEMPER? WHAT TEMPER?
fricking suits
You'd be pissed too if
you had to sit between a Nosferaty and a Malkavian.
Ventrue: *coughs* Torrie, since you love art ... you will be known as the
artist clan.
Toreador: *sighs, dramatically* Tragic ... yet ... beautiful. Agreed.
Malkavian: *mutters in a small voice* I still want Kryptonite.
Brujah: *SMACK* Hehe. Temper ... okay ... Cool ... Im liking this!
Malkavian: Unnnggh
Nosferatu: *scratches his chin causing skin to flake off* And my flaw?
*long silence*
Ventrue: *shivers* We'll get back to you, Nos ... Gangrel ... Yours will be
... everytime you frenzy ... you look more like an animal.
Gangrel: WHAT? What do you mean "You look more like an animal??"
Ventrue: It starts off small. You know ... fur ... deep voice... maybe horns....
Gangrel: WHAT??? Oh COME on! Torrie gets to moon over stupid
drawings and I get a fricking BEAK? Yeah ... that's REAL fair
*grumbles
into a growl*
Assamite: And I?
Tremere: You can't drink kindred blood *laughs* It's poison. Your hair
falls out and you look like him. *points to Nos*
Ventrue: Agreed
Nosferatu:
Still waiting ...
*silence, Malk giggles*
Assamite: Why does TREMERE get to pick my weakness.
Tremere: Lump it pal.
Ventrue: Tremere ... if Assamite can't drink kindred blood ... then you
have to drink from ... all of your elders.
Malkavian: No one got Kryptonite?
Brujah: *SLAP* Temper ... LOVE it!
Ventrue: Lasombra ... hmm ... no reflection.
Lasombra: You should give THAT to Nos ...
*Stifled giggling from the Malkavian*
Nosferatu: ... Im still waiting ...
Ventrue: *coughs* Er, be right with you Nos
Is that acceptable Lasombra?
Lasombra: Yeah ... but you guys have to tell me when I have something
on my chin.
Ventrue: No problem. Hmm ...Tzimice ... You're weakness ... will be ...
Malkavian: Having a clan name no one can say or spell?
Ventrue: Yes. Err, no. You ... must sleep in your native soil! Or have
some in your coffin
Gangrel: WHAT??? I get WEBBED TOES and she has to sleep in DIRT??
What the HELL!!!
Tzimice: Agreed.
Gangrel: I want a new one ...
Nosferatu: Still waiting
have you forgotten me?
*Silence*
Ventrue: Moving right along
Giovanni
Your Kiss hurts
no pleasure
in your bite.
Toreador: *mutters* You can say THAT again ...
*Entire room looks to Torrie*
Toreador: Oh ... sorry ... was that out loud?
Giovani: One off night ... plagues you for your unlife ...
Ventrue: Ravnos. You are a criminal by nature.
Ravnos: *gives back Ventrue's wallet* Sorry.
Ventrue: *blinks taking it* Um ... no. I meant *shakes head* Oookay.
The money too ...
Ravnos: Oh ... here ... sorry.
Nosferatu: When do I get one?
Brujah: At birth...
*Stifled laughter*
Ventrue: Ahem ... You over there. Setite ... yours is ... you don't like the
light
Gangrel: OH FOR CRYING OUT LOUD?? I get a set of BAT wings and he
doesn't like bright lights??
Malkavian: Fly my little monkeys ... Fllllyyyyy!!! *collapses into giggles*
Brujah: *raises hand and Malk winces*
Setite: *grins* Agreed ... fair and just. *winks*
Gangrel: *points* He WINKED!! You two had A DEAL SET UP?? God DAMN
IT!!! What a crock.
Nosferatu: If you continuing ignoring me ... I will get UGLY.
Malkavian: Too late ...
*Stifled laughter*
Ventrue: Am I missing anyone?
Malkavian: Do I get Kryptonite?
Tzimice: You, little man, have ENOUGH problems ... you don't need an
additional flaw.
Ventrue: Then it is settled ....
Nosferatu: You have forgotten yourself ... and I.
Brujah: Yeah. Mr.Picky. What is YOUR flaw.
Ventrue: *smiles* I am picky ... about what I eat ...
Gangrel: *stands up throwing chair back* I am LEAVING!! *pointing
around the room* I get udders like a fucking COW and YOU get to sleep
in DIRT? YOU are a fussy eater? YOU get to look at art ... YOU ...
*finger stops on Nosferatu* ... Okay, I guess it could be worse ...
Nosferatu: Oooh, I get it! I am the unflawed clan ... gotcha.
Brujah: *laughs* Yup ... that's it.
Ventrue: *coughs* Meeting adjourned.
*Malkavian, as he follows everyone out, very quietly singing*
"Im a lumberjack and Im ok, I sleep all night and I work all day"