So, after the whole fiasco with Priscilla Gibbs, we went back (without Felicity, who was feeling ill) to try and see who was gonna clean up the masquerade breach, so we could eat him/her of course.
The person who turned up was none other than Mikal, one of Modius’s, and he was doing some weird… mind-trick thing on the people. Looking back, he wasn’t really trying to clean up the masquerade breach, actually, but hindsight is 20/20.
Thanks to Duke’s splinter servant, he went down easily, and Ginny diablerized him, and… well… then we found out he was a Black Hand infiltrator of all things. We decided to keep it a secret and burned the body (well, Duke burned the body while I ran away, screaming).
After this, we decided that we wanted to get back at Deuces for what happened earlier that night (and also because he’s a fucking douchebag). Duke tracked him down to his pawnshop, and thanks to some fine tactics as well as a big ass, belt-fed machine gun (her name’s Betty), we were able to clear out his goons and take him out. Unfortunately Duke torched his ass with thaumaturgy, so we couldn’t eat him. Boo.
After kicking Giovanni ass, we headed home and began to plot our next night. I also rang up Wendy and told her about my success that night, as well as setting up an appointment the next night so she could teach me some things. We agree to meet at the Walk.
Well, the next night eventually comes around. Duke is… off somewhere, doing God knows what. Ginny and I head down to the Walk, and almost as soon as she sees me Wendy pulls me into the bathroom and makes me spill the beans about the Black Hand infiltrator. I agreed that I would punish not only my packmates but myself as well, so we headed down to the graveyard.
I ripped out Ginny’s fangs, crucified Duke on a poorly constructed cross, and then Wendy cut my arms off, and… that’s when I decided that maybe the Path of the Inner Voice wasn’t really my thing. I think she got kind of pissed when I told her that as she left in a huff, but you know what? Any path that makes me shit on my friends is no path for me. I’d much rather shit on other people WITH my friends.
The three of us went our separate ways for the night. I decided to head down to Hell House where I had a long talk with Tyler. Not only did I get my arms back, but she told me about a little thing called the Path of Cathari. It sounded good to me, so she told me to go and really corrupt a guy’s life and turn it to shit and report back to her.
In short, I met up with a dude at a strip club who was having his bachelor’s party and getting married the next day. I pretty much used Presence to encourage him to do a lot of drugs, go down to a brothel and have lots of dirty sex, and then to top it off I called down his fiancé to watch him crumble before her. It was FANTASTIC. Tyler couldn’t be more impressed.
The next night, I officially took on the Path of Cathari. Meanwhile, Duke had plans of embracing someone, so he told Ginny and I meet him down at the graveyard. We kidnapped a jogging couple and made our way down there. When we got there, I tied the poor bastard to a grave while I buried his wife alive with the embraced goth Duke brought along. Unfortunately, when she came up, she was still hungry and had to eat the guy. :(
Bah. Next time.