The Adventures of Fred
January 1, 1902 The first Rose Bowl between Michigan and Stanford was a complete success. 49-0 and Stanford walked off the field in the 3rd quarter. I had everything riding on that game, even my life as it turns out. After collect my winnings from the local pub, (I was up nearly $500!) I headed home to my wife and beautiful 3 children. The lights were already snuffed for the night and the whole family ate dinner without me, as usual. The only strange part was the fact that the door was warm to the touch. I entered without hesitating and called to my wife Jessica but she did not respond. That’s when I saw the worst thing I’ve ever seen in my life. It was 13 feet tall, spikes protruding from every limb, joint, and orifice. My night vision was terrible but I could still see it weighed well over 500 pounds and had covered the entire house in blood…my family’s blood. Before I could even scream it swung a claw right at my neck not quite severing it from my body, but then the strangest thing happened. At this point, I would have fully expected to ascend to a greater place. You know the type, white lights, angels, and pure ecstasy waiting for me at the end of the tunnel. Well I was at least half-right because it sure did feel good as opposed to the bone crunching swipe I had felt moments before. That was the last thing I remembered when I still had a life, a family, and a job. August 18, 2002 There was a soft rapping on the door. I tried to answer and tell whoever it was to come in but I could not speak. Pressure from all around had squeezed the air right out of my lungs and nearly collapsed my bed. That’s when I realized it was not a bed and the tapping sound was not someone knocking. After what seemed an eternity I could feel the “bed” being lifted from the pressure, then the prying of a crowbar. I was greeted by a man in a bright yellow silk suit. He announced his name as Jared Cole and told me we had lots of work to do. Within the first few months of my “awakening,” it was explained to me that I had been attacked by a group of rampaging Sabbat at the turn of the century not far from Northern Virginia. My entire family had been slaughtered and I only survived due to his own quick-acting instincts. He also informed me that it was not safe for me to tell anyone who I was or where I’m from and that I would need to move to Southern Maryland and look for a woman named Alex. He disappeared right in front of my eyes after that. August 19, 2002 The sun hurts. No, it burns. Why does it burn? What happened to me? August 22, 2002 I found her. Alex is real. Hopefully she has the answers I so desperately seek.
August 23, 2003 I’m now a fully acknowledged member of Southern Maryland. Wow has it already been a year since my last log? Alex has shown me that I am in fact a Malkavian. wait can she see this? She told me never to write anything down… August 24, 2003 WTF DID I DO WRONG? WHY DID THEY FUCKING KILL HER?! GOD DAMNIT ALL I WANT IS 1 FAMILY THAT IS NOT BRUTALLY FUCKING MURDERED BEFORE MY EYES. I WILL SPEND ALL OF ETERNITY BRINGING DOWN THAT POMPOUS FUCKING ASSHOLE VIKTOR SHULTZ. December 30, 2004 My transition to Winchester, Virginia was a complete success. There is a slight lacking of friendly faces but I’m still tougher and been through more shit than any of them have. I’ve been made Deputy Sheriff under a Brujah named Brash Michaels. Truly a badass, maybe he can teach me some of that Celerity. January 1, 2006 It’s my birthday today. Well…the one I celebrate. And it appears my long lost brother Jared fucking Cole has graced my town with his appearance. No wonder people just started disappearing again. January 2, 2006 I’m on the run now. Apparently Jared Cole was a fucking Setite and he had Vicissitude. What kind of a monster is he. January 5, 2006 They found me. Michael invaded my head and unlocked what was hidden from me. I face the Judgement of Set tomorrow. If this is going to be my last log…fuck you Jared Cole. January 20, 2006 I have faced Judgement and come out as a new man. I have a purpose now. Born a Setite, raised a Malkavian, perfect to infiltrate the Camarilla. Hell I already have status and a position why not use it for good? February 18, 2007 My home has been established. I have started my own coterie, and even began to draft new members including one Giovanni. Perhaps I can take his knowledge of raising corpses and pair it with my own knowledge to fulfill my master’s goal.
March 5, 2007 The Giovanni somehow have found out the Setites have kidnapped their brother. Good for them I’m just the Malkavian Deputy Sheriff. July 4, 2008 Ironic that the clan war would start on the day of Independence. Giovanni and Setites are officially at war and I’m the cause yet no-one from either party knows. May 15, 2010 My own family has turned against me. I’ve been run out of my home. I’m guessing it finally came out that I kidnapped that poor Giovanni bastard. No good came from it but it was worth the effort. Oh well time to go West. I heard Columbus is nice this time of year…