Nef's Stereotypes

These are Nef"s feelings towards the others in this world of darkness

 

Assamite: I learned the hard way that these fuckers aren't to be messed with. You need someone dead? Fine, hire them, let them do their jobs and pay them. Deceit is not a word you want to hear them speak.

Followers of Set: Who gives a fuck?

Gangrel: Can you say Wanna-be? These boys are afraid of mosters and Werewolves but they want to be them. They are mangy wanna-be dog boys. They are not worth a damn. So go run in your forests, jump off your trees and don’t forget your milkbones. Did I mention that they are some furry fuckers?

Giovanni: We were Mafia before they knew the Mafia was cool. And anybody that thinks fucking long dead people is cool, well that just don’t sit right with me.

Lasombra: Tricky bastards. They think they can make you commit suicide and think it's your fault. I have had the unfortunate task of working under one of the most powerful and ugly Lasombra I have ever met. Lets hope that don’t happen again.

Malkavian: It has been my great honor and luck to know the smartest, wittiest, cutest woman in kindred society and she happens to be a Malkav. How does it go? Don’t judge a book by its cover. They are some of the most intelligent kindred around. So be nice and make some Malkav friends.

Nosferatu: Like the Malkavians, the Nos hide a genius behind their curse. Their thirst for knowledge will however be their downfall. Nobody likes a nosey bastard. Especially when they smell like the sewer and look like road kill.

Ravnos: I never gave these kids much thought until I married on. That’s when I realized that they are Gypsy Brujah. They have suffered the same injustices, and have a similar history. There is only one thing I can say that drives me nuts about these kids. Their insistence on holding on to mortal traditions.

Semedi: EWWWW!!! When you're dead you're dead but is it really necessary to wear it on the outside?

Toreador: I have never met such a large group of fudge packers in my life! Good God these guys make me sick. Walking around in their frilly shirts carrying paint brushes and spitting out crap they call poetry. They have no talent, no guts but they are good for a quick fuck.

Tremere: Any kindred that will sign his life away to one person has got to be stupid. The day my clan asks me to become bonded to a single member, is the day Brujah-4ever becomes Brujah-sometimes. The tremere need to learn how to think, act and live for themselves.

True Brujah: HA! Their own leader couldn’t fight off his childer which made way for people like me. Even though I'm not supposed to know this, I thank the beautiful Anis for the chance. The True Brujah cannot see that there is no room for philosophy anymore. We were rebels then we are rebels now and this is a time for action. Their pitiful grudge against us will only lead to their deaths.

Tzimisce: Ugly is one thing but Jesus Christ. If art were ugly the Tzimisce would be Toreador. But hell if you need some plastic done, these are your boys. I once saw one of these guys turn a mans bones into mush and refuse them in his feet. That was nasty.

Ventrue: If the word worthless had a physical form they would be it. I have never met a Ventrue worth the blood he has drank. Bitches to the highest degree. No nuts, no guts and not even a work out.

Caitiff: Nobody give the clanless credit. But it has been my experience that one rises in the face of adverstiy. While this isn't true for all of them, do watch yourself around others. Another great thing about them is they are easy to manipulate. Can you say cannon fodder?

Camarilla: A group whose time has expired. Their ideas and traditions are of the old times. There is no room anymore for diplomacy. Revolution and hostile takeovers are the only way. And they are so vain they won't even see their end coming.

Sabbat: while I believe that the Brujah don’t need a group to claim. The Sabbat has the right ideas, they just need some non-Lasombra direction. They are more action than talk which suits me fine. And when I get what I want, they will be a distant memory.

Garou: howls and barks Dog boys. Good for beating things up. That’s it. They stink they are ugly and they piss me off. I hate dog boys.