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Contents 1 Lineage for Isabella Cuerdas 2 Well Known Character Facts (at Game Start) 3 Cosas 3.1 Las Casas 3.2 Los Vehículos 3.3 Las Niñas 4 Background 5 Prologue 6 Viva Las Vegas 6.1 1933 6.2 1934 6.3 1935 6.4 1936 6.5 1948 6.6 1951 6.7 1955 6.8 1959 6.9 1960 6.10 1961 to 1968 6.11 1969 6.12 1970 6.13 1971 6.14 1972 6.15 1974 6.16 1975 6.17 1976 6.18 1977 6.19 1980 6.20 1984 6.21 1989 6.22 1991 6.23 1996 6.24 2002 6.25 2003 6.26 2004 6.27 2006 6.28 2007 6.29 2009 6.30 2010

Lineage for Isabella Cuerdas

• Jorge Ortiz - Invictus (dead)
• Veles Lazarak - Circle of the Crone -

Primogen

• • Anthony Lazarak - Circle of the Crone
    • Grayson Lazarak - Circle of the Crone
  • Cha - Carthian Movement - Hound
    • Franco Martinez - Invictus
    • Michelle Costillo - Carthian Movement

Sheriff

Well Known Character Facts (at Game Start)

• Every few years the rumor mill starts up in regards to Cha and her penchant for Vitae drinking. The gossip continues for a while, asking who in the city she wasn't bound to (as though that number might be fewer than the numbers that she was bound to) but the gossip never seems to last long. After all, who would openly admit to giving Vitae to an addict? And in all likelihood, some one was there that she had slept with and/or had fed from. If she was good enough to be discreet about their, uhm, relations, then perhaps they should be as well.

• She has two childer, Franco Martinez, who joined the Invictus and Michelle Costillo who stayed with her in the Carthian Movement. After Franco joined the Invictus, they'd had a falling out and for a while Cha acted as though she didn't have a childe at all and she had no idea who or what Franco was. They've since reconciled. Michelle and Cha were at one point lovers and maybe still are? They both seem to have random spells of intense jealousy every few years.

• She's been Hound since 1972. At first the appointment was questioned, she didn't seem like much, she's short and scrawny and a Carthian and a slut besides, but she's served the city loyally since then. And anyone who has had a run in with her doesn't doubt her ability anymore.

• She speaks with a really thick Southern Californian Mexican accent mixed with slang so it's not atypical for her to say something and no one will have any idea if what she said was in English or in her crazy mix of Spanglish slang. ((Please don't hesitate to PM me if you have Spanish as a Language. I'll be happy to translate))

• Her full name is RIDICULOUS. When she defected from the Circle of the Crone she changed her last name to Cuerdas and asked that the residents of the city respect her asking this of them, but she never explains why.

• She can in fact speak perfectly clear English, but when she does she speaks very slowly and carefully, like she's translating mentally before she says anything.

Cosas

Las Casas

The Ameristocracy - Chances are you don't know where this is.

2108 Sunset Place - If Cha's ever brought you home with her, this is where she took you.

Los Vehículos

Lowrider Chevy Impala

The Murder Van

Las Niñas

Carmencita

Denise

Risa

Background

Prologue

Isabella Maria y Jesús Medina Gutierrez was going to have a good life. Her early childhood, filled with happy snapshots of family life, was the perfect setting for success. Parents who loved her and a big family that had fun parties filled with music and love and laughter. That’s what she used to imagine at least when she would lay awake listening to kids crying all night long at Five Acres. Five Acres liked to imagine itself as a community center for children without families where can be raised in safe and caring community but that wasn’t the reality. The reality is that the children were often ignored and when they weren’t they were being disciplined harshly for minor infractions. This was supposed to build character, they said. All it built though were bullies and kids who let others bully them.

After a while children who are abused and unloved have to find small comforts where they can and Cha found hers. She started to bully the other children, taking enjoyment in her control of the others. She then moved onto the staff, getting them to react was her only goal in life, the more pronounced the reaction the more she enjoyed it. She wasn’t always cruel, sometimes she was a model child, thrilling in the confusion her behavior confused, the way the staff were tentative with her at first, as though they were unsure if she would flip on them like a switch. Once they relaxed that’s what she would pounce and eventually that’s what landed her in juvie for the first time.

She spent a lot of time in juvenile hall as a teenager which was surprising, girls weren’t criminals then! Her judges were shocked by her actions. But they kept sentencing her all the same. Juvie is where she first ran into ExP. She had gotten it into her head somehow that she was from Echo Park so ExP felt like home to her even if they were only the boys and even if they did treat her like shit. She was convinced that if she could get into ExP she could go back to Echo Park and maybe find the happy family life that she’d imagined on lonely nights at Five Acres.

When she finally left Five Acres at the tender age of 14, by left of course she ran away, she went straight to Echo Park and tried to get initiated into ExP. But the Echo Park gang didn’t take women. No gang did. But she hung on anyway. One day she heard a rumor that there was a man who was giving one of ExP some trouble and they were going to figure out how to deal with him. Cha took matters into her own hands. Yes, she ended up with a broken nose and cheek bone, a dislocated shoulder, ten stitches and her knuckles broken but she’d made the man pay.

She spent 7 glorious years with ExP after that. Oh, sure, she was violently raped on a regular basis, jailed, spent nights in the hospital often, had three abortions and had one baby and was in a coma for a week but she was protected, and she was respected, she had money and jewelery. She was cared for, she had a family.

Of course nothing ever stays and in the late 1920 when population in the Los Angeles area was booming there were the inevitable gang wars. The Mexican Mafia was slowly and quietly taking over the city and eventually set their sites on the Echo Park Gang. The war was violent and bloody and after months of fighting there were only a handful of ExP left, none of whom were in any position to protect her from eMe. eMe was fascinated by the woman who was so fiercely fighting against them at the side of ExP and they tried to make her theirs. She would have none of it though, she belonged to ExP for life. So she packed up what little she had and left for Vegas to live with a cousin of one of the ExP O.G.s who had been killed.

Viva Las Vegas

1933

It was hard to find work in Vegas, I've never held down a job so I took Macho's offer and became one of his girls. It wasn't so different from being with ExP except now I got paid direct. Sure I had to give a split to Macho but he protected me and it was easy. These fuckers I think enjoyed fucking a vata, like it was thrilling to be with some one who wasn't white. I didn't complain. There was one guy... he would come in once a month, ask for me specifically, I liked him, there was something about him that I just mmm. I talked to him for real. Told him my story. When he left I always felt weak, had to take the rest of the night off he wore me out that bad.

His nombre is Jorge Ortiz. He doesn't bother telling me this until after I'm already dead. Kindred, I didn't even believe him until he showed me what he could do. And his dientes, that wasn't even normal how they grew like that so now I'm Kindred too and I'm his.

But it doesn't last long. No se suponía que debía ser de esa manera.

1934

No one made too big a fuss for him making me pero I think that pissed him off? No ser. He ignored me a lot then, I think he was bitter but I was ok with that. I ain't never expected to be treated good by a man. Just as long as he took care of me todo era bueno. He did a lot of shit to me though, that I didn't know at the time but it wasn't allowed. Sometimes when I got hungry he fed me, from him. Sometimes he would bring people over and make me do things for them. I didn't know it but we were breaking the Masquerade something fierce. He was doing it for the money, I was doing it for him. One night this guy came into our home and took us both and dragged us across the city to Elysium. It was a trial. He was sentenced to death but I was spared on account of how Veles spoke for me in court. He adopted me because I didn't know nothing about how to be Kindred. He told me later I reminded him of his madre. He gave me the choice of being his familia or being unmade.

1935

I guess I learn pretty well. Veles teaches me about Kindred society and a little bit of how he does things with his blood. We go to Elysium sometimes but I'm not real comfortable there. Even though I'm nothing David Greenburg offers to help me find a Daeva mentor to help me learn how to be a proper succubus. He makes me swear that I keep it quiet forever though.

There ain't no other Mexicans and every one's like clase alta and it's weird. I think they all think I'm stupid because I don't talk much and I don't always understand what they're saying. That's fine by me. I'm better out in the street anyway.

I have a brother also now that I have a new sire. It's very strange, mi familia nuevo pero it's nice.

1936

I'm getting better at dealing with other Kindred. Pero I'm still putting a lot of my time out in the barrio. La eMe is showing up in Vegas and I'm not real happy about them being up in mi cuidad. SLV is my land not theirs. I need to put some of these putos in their place. Toño always seems down for lunch and he's not so bad, for a gringo.

Some one tried to take out Toño. I'mma tear this city apart. No one fucks with mi hermano.

Didn't turn up nada. Went to Veles to see what we could do. I got itchy and real thirsty. I needed something and he didn't stop me from nothing. He did lecture me forever about it, but I gotta wonder, has he ever tried?

1948

It's been fourteen years since I was dead so I throw a Quinceañera for myself. I don't think the Kindred in the city really understand what was going on but I think everyone had a good time. Except this new girl that I heard some Kindred talking about in Elysium. She looked like she smelled something nasty all night, like she was above this kind of thing. Fuck her. Of course I said something in Elysium, it's one thing if you ain't having fun, but the way she was acting? It got worse when she decided that it was a good idea to disrespect me in front of everyone. Thankfully her sire got a good head on his shoulders. What do I want for my boon? Hmmm. Tal vez un perro...

1951

I've got myself a good amount of contacts in the city. Dealing with criminals and stuff ain't so different when they're in city hall than it is when they're on the street. And the parties are fun. Rich bitch been sniffing around with my buddies. I hope she thinks twice about that next time.

1955

Twenty years now I've been Chorus Veles tells me. He says it's time for me to make a decision. I get what he's talking about but I've never understood the whole deal with the tree and the spirits. How's a building gonna have a soul? No tiene sentido! So he does this thing... says it's my entrance. It's like a test. I don't even like talking about the shit I seen but I knew then that this wasn't the deal for me. I have nothing but respect for Veles, he took me in, he taught me how to be independent, he showed me shit that I wouldn't have been able to learn otherwise but this was too much.

1959

That puta! How's she gonna get me shut out from my own spot? I'm not welcome there anymore?... Madre de puta! Coma mierda maricóna. Me cago en tus muertos! Puta is still angry that I fucked her play. I do gotta give her props though. That was a good move.

1960

Sometimes I like to read the papers from Los Angeles, see how the city is doing. Especially my area you know? It's good to find out that ExP is back in effect, but I read something... My boy got killed by La eMe. He was only 33 those maricóns. I don't really want to leave Vegas pero mi hijo. Some one has to pay for this.

Yeah it was surprising when Violet offered to lend me a little something to keep me tight while I was gone. I sent him back just like I said I would, with a little present. Hope she likes it. Maybe some night she'll realize soy más de lo que parece.

1961 to 1968

That was messy. I knew it would be. I was pretty lucky that ExP took credit for it or the whole thing might have been investigated a little more deeply than I can afford for anyone to. I straight up lost it in there. I found out that Pedro, my boy, had a son. He was 15 and they killed him too. Execution style. I snapped then. And you know what, it felt good. Scary good.

I was going to leave then and go back to Vegas but I got caught up by the Carthians one night. I ain't never met one before. They knew that it was me that done La eMe because one of them saw my anger in a vision. I think it was probably the Shadow, they can do stuff like that. They would protect me, they said, from the Prince, if I came with them. They was trying to deal with La eMe for a while, but couldn't risk the Masquerade the way I did. I told them I didn't know nothing about politics and they said that didn't matter. I could be with them because everyone needs to be somewhere and I had a place with them.

I ran with them for awhile. Los Angeles was a whole new kind of city now, violent in ways it wasn't before. It was different from Vegas too. It wasn't as strict, nada era tan formal. And best of all I fit in somewhere. Don't get me wrong, mi familia was there for me but I was still fuera de ellas, like I was outside looking in. They didn't act like I was estupido o nada. It was a violent time for me and it was a struggle sometimes to keep myself in check. They helped me with that too... taught me como centro de mí mismo y meditar.

1969

It was getting hot here for us. Memo dipped his fingers where they weren't wanted and now all of us hadta get the fuck. We figured we should just travel a while, hit up some cities through Cali, see where the road takes us. Estoy muy emocionado, moving on. El mundo is grande y tengo todo el tiempo en el mundo.

We hit up O.C. then San Fran. A lot of shit changed for me in San Fran. That's where I met her. I got her to come travel with us. The blood probably didn't hurt none.

1970

Back in Vegas. Didn't no one seem too happy to see us neither. The city changed a lot since I left. More Kindred now, apparently Carthians from all over hopped over to Vegas and try to make a buck off the city.

She looked so sad when I ran into her on the strip. Sure she's a brujah and I don't got any kind of love for her but damn she was so fucking sad. It wasn't gonna be a thing, I was just gonna invite her over for a drink on this piece I got at home who likes X. Figured she'd tell me to fuck off but she didn't. Damn Vivi tastes good.

1971

David was always real good to me, even when I wasn't nothing. Even after I think he made sure on the down that I was took care of. Maybe it some kind of penance for how my sire turned out, maybe it was something else, but it's a fucking shame that he's sleeping now. Shit feels empty now somehow. Emptier than usual so I go to Vivi's.I wasn't planning nothing, serious. Just maybe help her feel better, like maybe that'd help me feel better? We fucking did it again. I can't do this again, I can't get tied up in her like that.

1972

Those fucking cabróns. How you gonna flat out plan to tomar el control de cuidad. And I guess I get some of it, like the Carthian thing but I don't think the answer is what they think. And besides that The Prince already salvó mi vida when I just got dead. Que le debía. Vale la pena el precio.

Yeah summatha Carthians, they weren’t too happy with me when se ofreció la posición, but what am I supposed to do? Tell ‘’him’’ no?

Esto se está poniendo peligroso. Sometimes when I am in my good head I think maybe this is a problem, but usually...that's not what I'm thinking with. Toño was fun though, violent, like he was testing to see if I could handle it. Pude manejarlo.

1974

Aye, he’s so cute, venir a mí, como no sé lo que está buscando. Mhmm. Yeah I’ll show you how shit goes.

1975

I talked to the Prince and asked him if I could and he said yeah. So now Paco is mi hijo.

I went to Toño to ask him about money. He is doing bueno por sí mismo. I wanted to do good with money myself but I never learned and a lot of this is muy confuso. Bonds? Stocks? No sé. So I went to talk to mi hermano. He helped clear a lot of it up. He tells me about how SLV was maybe going to look. So that's where I get my shit settled con firmeza.

1976

I been working on getting my sway back. It's been kinda hard but I managed with some help from my crew. City, street and parties. Life's almost good enough again. Paco is about ready to get released. He ain't turned out how yo pensé pero he's still a good kid, gonna make me real proud.

1977

Que el hijo de puta desagradecida de un hijo de puta. Le dije que le iba a enseñar, que se haría cargo de él por los siglos de mierda ¿qué hace? El puto escupe en la cara. Culo maricón. ¿Uso de mí de esa manera? Voy a mostrarle mierda. Él no es hijo mío.

Alright, maybe I shouldn't have smacked him and disowned him. And yeah yeah, I did the same to Veles, pero this is ...

No, it's no different. Things ain't always work out how they should.

And like shit wasn't bad enough. I met this belleza who just came to the city. Yeah, we hooked up. It was fucking great. First time some one else doing the biting. Damn that shit feel good, no wonder no one don't try to stop me. It wasn't just my blood or mi coño. Esa puta quería mi alma. She didn't last long when I realized what the fuck. Turns out that James knew what the fuck and didn't warn no one but everyone but me. Like a mierda jefe he was trying to get our shit torn up for keeping her safe.

Fuck that mother fucker. I got some good shit out of him from it though. Coño idioto. He's fucking lucky.

1980

I got permission again and I know just who to bring over. I swear I ain't felt like this since Lefty. Es como si mi corazón sigue latiendo. She's perfect.

1984

Grayson fucked with the wrong bitch. I don't care if they was fucking, putas se putas pero what he did? Yeah I got a scratch but I taught that maricón a lesson. You don't fuck with what's mine. I knew Toño would get all irritado and maybe he went un poco loco but yo entiendo. I obviously react the same way. Good thing he understood that it was Grayson who done wrong, not me.

1989

Fucking hunters coming into my town. Mi corazón did so good with tracking them fuckers down. After that the Hunters got hunted down. It was something really special, mi familia all working together. Yeah we got some bruises, but we took them down.

1991

Las cosas están quiet ahora. So I was feeling generoso when I met los rusos. I understand what it's like to be the minority, to be the forastero so I gave them a hand. De forma gratuita even! We'll see how they hang here. They're different from the rest of the crew, real different

1996

I met niñas como ella before, trying to play with fire like we something to calentarlos. They never learn though, sólo se quema. Yeah it was a good few months but she started thinking it was more, like thinking it was more than a thing when it ain't never even been a thing. I took a recuerdo. Hoped that would show her this wasn't shit for me but sex and blood. Sexo y sangre, eso es todo lo que hay lo es.

Me and Paco been working together on some things. Not a lot, probably because he don't want people talking about us. Like how they going to do modos. ¿Por qué? Puta van a puta. I can't complain too much though, he is doing good and I am proud even if I don't like his decision. So I helped him with some shit and he gave me a puppy. Es bonito! I think I will name him Risa because he makes me laugh.

2002

Es increíble la forma en que la historia se repite. First it was Vivi with me and now her childe and mine. I know Vivi taught him better though. The small boon no significa nada, pero su orgullo, maybe he learned not to disrespect like that.

2003

Es una cosa to dislike me, it's another thing to hate me but I can not stand it when bitches don't respect me and that's what that sombra de puta did. At a fucking party none the less. Does she even know how lucky she is that I didn't darle una astilla. Papi was there. I think that's part of the reason I held back. Hopefully the only reason. I can't be that fucked up over just a taste right? Either way, fuck that shady bitch.

2004

¡Dios mío! I didn't expect that they would help me out any. I mean after all que no me conoce pero they did it anyway. I can't believe I run this shit now. It has been a long ass 90 something years. Times like this makes me wonder, if I was still alive how long would I have been dead by now? But instead? Instead I'm like some madrina de la mafia.

2006

¿Por qué tengo la sensación de que esperaba más? Doesn't matter. Aint no lie that I got me a new girl all the same. Magnífico.

2007

Creo que puedo give his props for talking to me primero. But serio, my own blood? South Las Vegas got my tag all over. I'm not gonna be tacaño, I can share fine but when you try to step up and tell the city, my city... When he gonna learn?

2009

Keeping on top, that shit ain't easy. Especially not when there's always new shit in the city, putos who don't know what's mine. Usually when I go pagar una visita my reputation is already there but I guess not this time. Fuck. I knew I shoulda ate before but I thought maybe... That shit went bad quick like. I hope I broke that putos jaw, talking to me like that but in looking back maybe I can admit this wasn't such a good idea. I la siguiente cosa saber I'm in an alley way and this maricon has a blade in my back. Fuck. I hear some one and then they're kicking me and shit. I can't even move, fucking cameras. Gracias a dios that Deangelo was close. I don't even know why he was there, pero serio...

I thought I was off juice. No es mentira, I was good but he just smelled so fucking nice. I tried to make all kinds of small talk like maybe I could distract myself, pero yo no le importaba. I got him dinner after. I tried to make a joke, usually I buy my bitches dinner and show them a good time first, but I think he was freaked out. Don't nobody teach him nothing? He got over it quick enough though and I gave him a little juice from SLV for a few months for getting me out before I lost my shit.

2010

¿Qué chingados Diablillo? Coño.