Some Fluff I Wrote About a Possible Toreador Bloodline

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######The Curious Case of Oxford Toreadors

######by Lord Timothy Becket.

######True Bloods and Antitribu

Since shortly after the dawn of the Sabbat there have been two major bloodline for each of our Camarilla clans. The clan proper, within the Camarilla, and the Antitribu, the sick perversion of the clan which resides with the Lasombra and Tzimisce. Now naturally both halves of the clans tend to show clear hostility, for example, while the core Nosferatu lament about the tragic short straw they've drawn in unlife, the antitribu believe that their deformity was a gift from Caine, showing them the true nature of the beast within. The competition between the Lasombra and their Masquerade keeping cousins is also a heated battle which I may muse on another time. However, there is one clan which has, for centuries, broken the mould by holding little to no hostilities between the true clan and their Sabbat cousins; Clan Toreador.

######Oxford

Now no group better exemplifies the unity of the bloodlines than the Oxford Toreadors. Established at the height of the renaissance, the Oxford Toreadors where originally a group of Toreadors made up of those kindred of the blood of Arikel living in Oxford who wished to reunite the fractured clan for good. In order to do this, they devised a way to create a new bloodline, one which encompassed the critical eye of a True Toreador and the Exotic passions of an Antitribu. To do this, they indulged in a “cooperative embrace”, more crudely known as the “Oxford Circle-Jerk” to their detractors.

######The Circle-jerk

The cooperative embrace was a ritual which involved between 3 and 9 kindred of the same generation. As an exercise, Oxford Toreadors would be paired up by generation, with one Artist to every Pervert. Before the embrace, a prestigious Toreador would be picked to mentor the neonate and act as his “sire”. A young man would be selected among the Oxford elite for his artistic prowess and taken from his quarters in the middle of the night. The process would begin by heavily inebriating the young man with opium and wine, before stripping him completely naked and having him perform... unusual.... sexual acts. When the would be sire was satisfied with that the preperations where ready, he would give the boy the kiss until he was completely dry while the set of pairs would simultaneously spill blood into a cup. Once the boy was completley dry and the cup was filled, the antitribu would each light a candle. The candles purified the blood of any blood born diseases. If the embrace was successful, an Oxford Toreador was born.

######The Result

An Oxford would now experience the life of both an antitribu and a true blood, becoming a deviant fetishist with an eye for beauty. They would leave the brood as their time at the college would expire, going on to work for whichever faction they wished. In later years it became customary for the adoptive sire to take his charge on a tour, to meet other successful Oxfords, once the neonate had graduated.

######Among us

And so, the Oxfords spread among various Anarch, Sabbat and Camarilla communities, adopting the masquerade of the relevant bloodline. If any Toreador you know was embraced in Oxford or attended Oxford University, if your Harpy has an unusual predisposition to public humiliation. or the pervert applying your tattoo has a particular fascination with Rennaissance art, you may be rubbing shoulders with an Oxford Toreador.

Posted Oct 10, 2016, 10:35 PM UTC

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Bogatyr1•

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I like where your head is at, but I'm not sure that a 'weird orgy' followed by an inter-political viniculum ceremony fully captures the raw body-horror of a fraternity circle jerk competition with the loser having to consume the pizza. Perhaps instead the famed participants meet once every century and are forced to gorge on tainted, rotten blood until it leaks from certain plugged orifices, and the last one to leak has to feed the amassed concoction to a new candidate (who has no artistic or creative merit whatsoever) and embrace them, to adopt a dullard to slowly and painfully teach the ways of the Toreador, with traditional prohibitions against disposing of this stain upon the kindred that one has been saddled with, to ultimately prove, through the generations, which faction has superior skill and ideology through the uplift of the basest cretin plebeians and charlatans (but it is really more of an exercise of the twisted Toreador sense of humor, a desire to slow down the opposition, and a demonstration of disgust with the shortfalls of society in producing vapid, meretricious, and artless "basic bitch" sheep devoid of any form of creative or intellectual integrity).

It would be quite a story to have such a victim who only learns over time that the local leaders of both factions had come to an agreement to select them as a candidate out of disgust for their lifestyle and personal shortcomings, to live as a pariah and symbol of shame and humiliation for their sire, and even be mocked and reviled among the ghouls, who seem infinitely more suave and talented, but still not allowed to leave Oxford. To find eventual respect or redemption from such humble beginnings while still retaining one's humanity or path would constitute a great struggle, which I am sort of envisioning to be like this Toast of London scene https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DvR2p6mhL_k

Anyhow, that is just one possible interpretation of your concept from a Tzimisce-ish personal perspective. Best of luck with your bloodline development.

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pixiekiller123OP•

That's really good, I really like how you've spun that, thanks! the post's intention was just kind of to outline the basic idea of the clan, while presenting it in the iu document format. I could see my author, an unnecessarily optimistic Camarilla kindred, trying to present an unbiased point while simultaneously accidentally insulting various groups, mostly by treating Camarilla variants as "standard", deciding to withhold the more tzimisce-esc aspects in order to further his "shining example of clan unity" agenda. The circle-jerk thing wasn't necessarily meant to be representative of the actual act, rather being an in-universe nickname that makes it seem a lot grosser than it is, it's important to realise that this group is actively calling for cross-faction unity, which even other toreadors may find slightly too far. The term (or a precursor to it) will have originated with a prudish observer of the act who saw the corruption of a young man and presumed that the slurry of perverted acts where indicative of the disgusting Sabbat roots of the organisation. He failed to realise that this was in fact a toned down version of what the founding Perverts had in mind, due to the artists insisting that the psychological trauma suffered by the boy may be a bit too much.

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Bogatyr1•

Interesting insights, thank you. I caught the spirit of dismissive propaganda tilt in your excerpt in my first reading, while hoping that you did not mean "Lord Timothy Becket" to be "Beckett" http://whitewolf.wikia.com/wiki/Beckett who is known throughout the books to be a more impartial and objective observer of the childer of Caine. I'm also not sure whether you intended 'Timothy Becket' to be associated with the Irish playwright Samuel Beckett since Oxford has an experimental theater trust award named after Beckett and an entire theater commemorating his work http://www.fosterandpartners.com/projects/samuel-beckett-theatre/ ...which would seem strange since Samuel Beckett was a fan of the themes of symbiosis and ritualism and absurdist existential flailing against the meaninglessness of being, which Lord Timothy Becket might oppose, based on what seems to be his more traditionalist views of the clans.

The ceremony in question really reminded me of the 'twisted party games' list from White Wolf's "Ghouls: Fatal Addiction" detailing how groups of kindred torture their ghouls (some Tzimisce apparently play 'Pin the Tail on the Ghoul with vicissitude', har har har), and since this book was re-released recently on DriveThru RPG I thought that might be what inspired your idea, but it pleases me that you ultimately see a deeper significance for your bloodline and the ceremony, since I personally was not happy with the superficial and casual sillyness of those passages in the Ghoul sourcebook.

I personally think that 'horror party games' or ceremonies hold the potential for a lot more sensual, visceral, and immediate significance in drawing out new feelings and insights and drives from their players or participants than White Wolf (or an eye-rolling Lord Timothy Becket) suggests, like

Riding Atlas (recording accessible with the 'AudioMp3' button near the bottom of the post)

http://pseudopod.org/2013/07/17/pseudopod-342-riding-atlas/

or War (begins at 28:29 in the recording if you click the 'AudioMp3' button near the bottom of the post)

http://pseudopod.org/2011/11/11/pseudopod-255-flash-on-the-borderlands-ix-its-war/

or 13 Tzameti

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=54jn0_ugqco

or the fate of the protagonist's girlfriend in the film Requiem for a Dream where addiction makes the character a hollowed and desperate sex-object for the attentions and pleasure-games of wealthy businessmen.

It's my opinion that LARP-focus by the developers of the WoD sometimes does a disservice to the gameworld of imagination since safety mechanics and polite rock-paper-scissors scripts built into the encounters constrains transformative epiphany through emergent gameplay, LARP (or even hardcore S&M roleplaying as detailed informatively in podcasts like 'the Risk story podcast') are too manufactured to capture the immediate and primal immersion of good films, plays, or well-written stories discussing truly perverse or extreme circumstances that challenge the audience or player-characters with sincere and lasting emotional engagement.

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pixiekiller123OP•

Re: Sir Timothy. The name began with Becket, however I couldn't rightly attribute my own homebrew trash to such a distinguished NPC. So then I called him Thomas Becket, after the saint but changed to Timothy instead. I haven't written much other such fluff but I think I'll pen it in Sir Timothy's name in the future. I also like the idea of him being a slightly mediocre camarilla based kindred historian who is almost entirely relying on people reading his work by mistake, purely because the name "Becket" is on it.

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Bogatyr1•

Ha ha ha, how delightfully trollish. That is awesome.

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