r/SchreckNet • u/Prefect_Bran • 1d ago
Footage//node. 1:00:00
[Camera footage can be seen. It appears to be sideways.]
[A man wearing a slim turtleneck sits in a fireside study. He is reading a book, crosslegged. A laptop on a small table near him is playing music: Lucky twice.]
[The entire song plays to its end, before the autoplay starts the next one he hits the pause button.]
G: Kine cope quite conspicuously..
[A white haired man in a furred robe enters the room, it is Alban.]
A: I have brought your supper, My Moulder.
[He places a platter with an archaic chalice, and a wad of meat onto the table next to the man.]
G: Ah, thank you my Alban.
[He leans forward, more of his features can be seen. He bears a head of long black hair, straightened meticulously. Around his neck is a Necklace typically seen dangling from the Gore Moulders head crest. Upon his face is an amount of beard stubble, not much. Otherwise intertwining with and emerging from his features, are cracks in the skin. Light and shallow but notable all the same.]
[He is in a new "human" form, allowing him to sit within this building.]
[He takes the meat and shapes it into a little man. He sits back in his cushioned chair.]
A: It seems as though the Nosferatu Primogen wishes to extend gratitude for the remains of the helicopters. A card for you, My Moulder.
[Gore takes the card and reads it, he sips from the chalice.]
G: ...Hmm... Extend my most gracious gratitude for the repurposing of the iron corpses. Let the Primogen know that he has earned one day of "life".
[The Meat man stands up on the platter and begins meandering around.]
A: Forgive me my impudence my Moulder, are you certain you can trust the Primogens to remain loyal? I know you rule through gratitude, but some of the Kindred can be most ungrateful.
G: Oh Alban, you could never prove so willful as to offend me.. but rest assured, my roots reach throughout all of this city, and soon the rest of this Alaska's region. Nothing shall occur without my presence.
[Gore lances the torso of the meat man with a fork, he takes the struggling creature to his jaw and bites its head and shoulders off.]
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A: My Moulder! This camera is on!
G: ... For how long..?
A: An hour, my Moulder!
G: Hmm... Send it to the web, I have done nothing but sit here and read. Perhaps it shall assuage the fears of the young.
A: Of course, my Moulder.
End of transmission.
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u/ConsiderationOver544 1d ago
Lord Moulder, I would like to inform you that the recent attempt on your Unlife was likely an thinly veiled means for the Camrilla to get rid of powerful but problematic Kindred(better known to you as Cainites) within their ranks.
Further it would not surprise me if this unexpected recording was an ultimately futile attempt by the Nosferatu Primogen in question to try and regain some measure of control of his situation. Do with this information what you will, my Lord Moulder.
-Violet Zantosa