OOH OOH OOH OOH WHERE DID I GET SORTED
OH GOSH OH GOSH first instinct is ‘Toreador’ based on burlesque fun times but you’re also into politics so maybe Brujah?
Quick question: do you sing?
I DO SING.
Daughter of Cacophony, then!
BAM. YES. UNF.
What if there was a Malkavian psychologist who kept trying to help people sort through their Problems but just ended up unwittingly using Dementation on all of them? That’s not how you fix people, Malkavian.
In the same line, I could see the Tzimisce being adept plastic surgeons until they got bored and tried to just make THEIR version of perfection. So like their mortal patients would wake up with five prehensile dicks and the Tzimisce would just shrug and giggle.
Also I want there to be a Nosferatu Acceptance Group on their version of tumblr where they post body positivity pictures. FUCK THE TOREADORES’ UNREALISTIC BEAUTY STANDARDS. YOU ARE YOU. EVERY UNDEAD CORPSE IS A BEAUTIFUL UNDEAD CORPSE.
I love you, Toast.