Welcome to Johnny's brain and how it WuRkZ... Welcome, welcome welcome! I and myself included are glad that yoU koUld make it here this special occasion! For what happend is even more amazing than the Camarilla leting us (that being Malkavians) in their Sect! Even more amazing than the fact "Friends" are still on the air! Even more amazing than-... well, you get the idea...My wonderfull demeanted Childe, Rocmar, found a way for me to spread my madness with but the touch of a few fingers, and a wonderfull, evil, maniuplative computer. In my HomePage, you'll find out what it means to be a Malkavian, A few of my lyrics to some songs you might know, a couple (or a million) of friends who encouraged me to do something or nothing, my reasoning on how Jello is like Earth, and perhaps, if your lucky, I might tell you the answer to "Why is a raven like a writting desk?" So sit back in your societies banality filled minds, and enjoy this escape that I've prepared for you.... But untill then, heres a brief history of me. I was 17, and I was engaged to a woman named Sandy. I was mortal, but alas, she was knot. She was Malkavian, and I knew that not. I didn't have the slightest thought of the posibility of her being mad, she just acted weird, thats all. I had a friend, who turned out to be a Tremere. He knew of my relationship with Sandy, and he hated her for being a Malk. So he decided to do something crule to us both, Sandy and I. He managed to capture Sandy, the day of my 18th birthday, tie her down with chains and rope; and boil her blood to make her to weak to escape him. I went to his house that night after he called me up to just hang out. As soon as I walked in he Embraced me. After the Embrace, he drain me of my blood only giving me enough to weakly crawl. He threw my body into the same room with Sandy. And there I frenzied shortly. I nearly killed her, though I had no willpower of my own to stop. Jason, the Tremere, killed her, decapitating her head before I had time to react. I carry the guilt of Sandy's death on my shoulders to this day. To make a long story endless, I was forced to stay with Jason, or else, die myself. I would have gratefully accepted the later, but I was vindictive towards him for stealing my love. I needed to stay, only to find the knowledge I needed to kill him. Three years later I ran away. He chased me up to Virginia, and the hunt ended there, as I ran into a pack of Gangrel. I will never forget them. They were family to me, and quickly took me in after they knew of my situation. They taught endless hours of their clan's disciplines to me. So I now retain the knowledge of Protean. After about twenty-five years of living with them, I moved on finding my purpose in life, to be Malkavian, like Sandy. I moved from city to city, searching for a member in the mad clan. Finally I came to Ashland. I found a woman by the name of Eden there. My first sight of her was when she went into frenzy. I thought I was dead, but merely weak. We became friends after that encounter, and I found out that she was Malkavian. After a month of proving myself worthy, she re-embraced me into her clan. I was known since then as the "Great Malkavian Experiment" in Ashland. For no one tried switching clans before in their undead lives. I was the first. And because of the world illusion forcing people to not believe something thats hard to believe, there fore, I was noted as a Malkavian masquerading as a Tremere. I then decided to let people believe that, so I wouldn't be bothered by their questions. I quickly gained alot of respect in my clan, and was voted the Malkavian Primogen of Ashland after six months of living there. And that's only a VERY quick summary of my life. If I was more detailed, I would have mentioned how I found a new love, a new way of living again, embraced four mortals total in my undead life, and found sweet revenege on my origanal Sire, Jason McLeary. (but thats another story)

Links to other sites on the Web

My Childe's homepage
Care to chat with some kindred? Try Ashland chat site.
The best Malkavian Page (besides mine) ;)
To see how I and myself included view the world
To see the friends of mine that don't no ,know better to hang with a Malkavian

"Were all mad here, I'm mad, your mad. Otherwise you wouldn't have come here." Cheshire Cat

© 1997 jc_nonreality@hotmail.com


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