(To a Camarilla Prince with archons all around him.) "Ummm, hey, I'm
looking for your main squeeze. Yeah, you heard what I said, 'I'm looking
for your main squeeze.'"
- Gutless Bite.
Gutless Bite - a name picked up from a hectic telephone conversation
with a Chinese friend - is my (Don's) first Sabbat character and Catherine
Tremaine's partner in crime. His past is as convoluted as his brain, and
if I had a dollar for every stupid thing he's ever done, I'd be a rich
man. Suffice to say, he is not a model V:tM template, but every time I
whip out his screwed up, maxxed out character sheet, I have a ton of fun.
Like Catherine, tHe KoWbOY has done it all but not in the evil, ruthless
sort of way. I attribute his success and survival to dumb luck.
G.B., as he is so affectionately known, did not begin unlife as a
Malkavian; rather, his journey into the Sabbat was with the cold and
calculating Lasombra. Plucked out of the battlefields of World War I, G.B.
was unceremoniously dumped into the vampiric world with no warning at all.
His sire was his captain, and his sire's sire? Well, that was a big
question mark. Instead of throwing away a perfectly capable shock troop,
the sect decided to pair him up with the newly emerging Catherine
Tremaine. Originally only intended to be her muscle, G.B. proved to be a
valuable asset with his blunt ways and unswerving devotion to friendship.
Riding the coattails of Catherine's success, G.B. grew older and more
powerful but unfortunately no wiser. The Lasombra were worried: they had a
loose lipped moron playing Rambo in enemy territory. He was making a
mockery of his Lasombra blood, and were it not for his accomplishments, he
would've been a prime target for extermination. Really now, when was the
last time a cello case totting Lasombra pranced around the main stage at
the Palla Grande pretending to be a cowboy from that old Schwarzenegger
film, "The Villain?"
When the Friends of the Night put their collective foots down on his
antics, G.B. didn't even notice, nor did he care. The infuriated Lasombra
set out to kill him, but they didn't even have to move a muscle. After a
badly botched spying mission, G.B. was labeled a traitor and a war party
was called, lead by none other than his cohort, Catherine.
Finally, after exhausting all his options, G.B. went to the Giovanni
and offered all his fortunes and relics for a second chance at life. The
Giovanni graciously accepted. In a stroke of remarkable dice rolling and
dumb luck, our hero entered Italy a vampire and exited a mortal.
Unable to stay away from his sect, the wayward kOwBoY returned to New
York, biding his time. More dumb luck shot his way when he spotted
Catherine with her pack in the middle of a vicious battle. Without
thinking, G.B. went to assist them and for his efforts, he was embraced by
a Malkavian. Many trials and tribulations followed, but every time, G.B.
came out on top.
This man has survived his packs, his sires, Inquisition, and Les Amies
Noir. Whether fun n' games or heated crusade, he has always exited the
fray with a goofy smile on his face. After realizing that his story
potential has become nil to none, the fabled Gutless Bite now resides in
London where he runs a firearms store called "G.B.'s Hut of BOOOOM!"
Like I said, not your model V:tM template.
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