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Requiem: Terrible Songs by Uncle Gadi
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That Awkward Dance | Gangrel Girl |
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To the Tune Bad Romance by Lady Gaga, cover by Halestorm | To the tune of Brown Eyed Girl by Van Morrison |
dedicated to Leon Ostrain Largward | dedicated to Nora Quinn |
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Daeva Girl "Dancing" | My Trip to Brisbane |
To the tune of Porn Star Dancing by My Darkest Days | To the tune of My Generation by The Who |
dedicated to Meredith Winchester-Roe | dedicated all the people at Bootcamp |
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Sounds of Violence | I'm Gaspar and I'm okay |
To the tune of Sound of Silence by Simon & Garfunkle | To the tune of I'm a Lumberjack by Monty Python |
dedicated all the people at Bootcamp | dedicated to Gaspar Acosta Da Blanca |
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One Night In Geelong | Name |
To the tune of One night in Bankok To the tune by Murray head | |
dedicated all the people of Geelong | |
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Other Songs not attributed IC to anyone
Gaspar | Title Goes Here |
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By Mick Atwell, To the tune of | To the tune of |
dedicated to Gaspar Acosta Da Blanca | dedicated to |
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Requiem: Stories by Old Man Delphi
Of Moon above, and Wolf below
- This is a tale, countless ages told
- Among the Wolf, to cub from old.
- It is a story of true love,
- Between Wolf below, and Moon above.
- The Wolf and Moon were One they say,
- The closest of friends, to this very day.
- The sky at night their hunting grounds,
- Their depth of love, it knew no bounds.
- A Serpent’s tale of righteous pride,
- Chased the Moon, who tried to hide.
- She fell to Earth, Wolfs' heart grew sore,
- The Moon still flew; the Wolf no more.
- The faithful Moon shines loving light
- To call the Wolf back to their flight.
- To light his way back to her side,
- Apart, for duty and for pride.
- The Wolves tell of a night to come,
- When Wolf returns to Moon, his One.
- The Wolf at night calls to His Mate,
- All alone, cursing Fate.
- And to this day the Wolf will cry,
- A mournful Howl to the night sky.
- This is the story all cubs know,
- Of Moon above, and Wolf below.
The Tale of the Cassius the Obscure
- It was in Linz, near the turn of the 20th Century. There was a courtier there by the name of Cassius. Cursed by his embrace with the horrors of the Nosferatu. As a neonate he was never happy with his rebirth and had come to visit me for guidance and a prophesy of his future. Now I think on it, it was strange. I thought the gods to be playing a trick, or perhaps some benevelonce was amusing them, but their words were that he would rise above the circumstances of his existence. It seemed to bring him some measure of hope.
- He set about trying to find his path, his way to overcome his curse. He delved into all kinds of forbidden knowledge, our conversations were quite interesting and often lasted well into the night. He travelled through Europe visiting ancient sites of significance, gathering what knowledge he could and trying to make sense of it all.
- It was just before the first Great War I think... Having exhausted the knowledge he could accumulate in Europe over the previous hundred or so years, he turned his eyes to the African continent. He travelled to Egypt. I do not know exactly what happened there, or what he found, for his grip on sanity more tenuous when he returned. He became more skittish, secretive and obsessed with incorporating these experiences into his knowledge. He would talk about a new aeon of kindred existence.
- He became obsessed with the works of Alister Crowley, the Englishman, and his Order of the Golden Dawn. He devoted his study to the precepts of the spiritual philosophy called Thelema.
- It was about this time that we noticed a difference.
- We could not feel his presence anymore. He did not smell Kindred, though he still most certainly was. It was like his beast, his predatory aura was obscured.
- The neonates began to call him Cassius the Obscure.
- Many went to him in search of this knowledge. Some tried, but the..processes he subjected them to often left them as broken, half shadows of themselves. The Prince, She decreed that no more of the court could study with him. He became a hermit and retreated to the hills of the city, only coming in a few times a year, and still with that same strange void of aura.
- Neonates, eager to learn his tricks would still, in defiance of the law, seek him out. If they learned the trick...well, they never returned to Linz to spread the tale.
- I have the diary of one Neonate who went to visit him..one of the poor souls who was so broken, it was deemed merciful to force the torpored sleep on him to let his mind rest. It tells of strangeness and tribulation. The secret of the actual transformation...well It is not contained in that book, and after a few pages, well I think that Pavel went quite mad. It is mostly gibberish. Perhaps some of the songs that were written in the 1960's could have benefited by the visions he described, or maybe that painter Salvador Dali could have made more sense of it.
The Tale of the Ravens
"There one was a Lord in the Isle of Italia. He had grown fat on the land, and worked many a slave to an early death. He had several strong sons, but what he wished for was a daughter. So he and his wife would make offerings to the gods and pray that they would be blessed with a girl child. The gods are fickle creatures, and a blessing is sometimes a curse, and so it pleased them to test the Lord. They indeed granted his wife fecundity and she soon bore him a girl child, but the child was sickly and grew weaker by the day. The Lord was distraught, and so he sent his 4 sons off to find a cure for the child, telling them not to return unless they had a cure. They boys left and began their search, travelling first to the nearest town. Finding no cure there, they searched further. Still no cure to be found. Finally, they had a lead. It was told that on the slopes of Gran Sasso d'Italia, a plant with a flower white as snow would be the remedy they sought. The brothers had hope for the first time. They made their way across the treacherous countryside, avoiding bandits and creatures alike. There on the slopes, after a long climb they found the plant they were searching for. Taking the single bloom, they carefully made their way back over the precipitous rocky slopes. Half way down the slope, they began to fatigue and sought shelter. One spotted a cave just meters from their location. It was a short, but hazardous climb from their location, but offered the only source of shelter. They crowded into the mouth of the cave and huddled together for warmth. A deep growl emanated from further in the cave. The brothers startled awake as glowing amber eyes emerged from the darkness. Overcome with fear, they scrambled from the cave and out onto the ledge, the creature snapping at their heels. As they climbed over the narrow ledge, one slipped on the unstable ground, falling over the edge. Only the quickness of his older brother prevented his falling to the sharp stones far below. The bloom however, slipped from his pack, tumbling over the edge and picked up by the wind and taken far from their grasp. Scrabbling to escape the creature on their heels, they made their way back down the mountain disheartened as their mission seemed beyond hope. Defeated, they returned home. The lord, their father was not sympathetic to their plight. Their sister, his beloved girl was sicker still, and the boys had failed him. He disavowed them, saying that no sons of his would return in such disgrace and banished them from his sight.
The boys were not seen again
After they left, the girl’s health improved and she grew into a beautiful and happy child. She never knew of her brothers, and her life was happy with her parents, who doted on her and gave her everything she wanted. As she grew to adulthood, she began to hear rumours about her brothers from people in the town. Always in shadows and spoken of in whispers, lest the Lord discover.
She was a strong willed and spoilt child, used to getting her way, and do she determined to leave her father’s house and find her missing brothers.
She first went to the nearest town, asking about her brothers, and if they may have passed this way many years ago. The old wise woman remembered a take of 4 brothers looking for a cure for their sister, and how they travelled the country looking for it. The girl thanked her, and moved to the next town. On and on she went, until at in a town at the foot of Gran Sasso d'Italia. She heard a story. Four brothers looking for a cure foolishly went up the mountain to looks for a cure. Foolish, because all knew that the mountain was the lair of a wild beast, who preyed on animals and townsfolk alike. They had come twice she was told. The second time, they did not return.
Not deterred from her mission, they girl determined to climb the mountain to search for the fate of her brothers.
Climbing the mountain was perilous, but she persevered. As she climbed, 4 Ravens circled overhead watching her progress, waiting for her to slip that they might take advantage of her situation.
The climb was more exhaustive than she had predicted, and soon, she sought shelter from the battering winds.
She found a cave along a narrow and uneven path, but it was the only hope of shelter. Carefully she made her way into the mouth of the cave and took her rest.
A deep growl emanated from further in the cave.
She startled awake as glowing amber eyes emerged from the darkness.
The ravens flew into the cave, surrounding her, screeching at the creature in the cave.
The Lord was troubled by his daughter’s absence. He had given her everything that she had ever wanted and was angry at her demands to find her brothers, the very brothers who had failed her as an infant. He gathered his men and sent them off in search of her. They did not return.
He levied more from the town to search for his missing child. Still none returned.
The townsfolk defied him. They would no longer send their husbands and sons on his missions. Rumour of the cursed family spread. A darkness had befallen them it was whispered.
That was when 6 Ravens were seen flying over the town, heading towards the Keep.
None could say what happened in the Keep that night. The Lord’s wife was never able to say for sure. Her eyes grew wild whenever she was asked about it.
The Ravens were spotted again, once, leaving the keep.
The Lord was never seen again."
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