"Oh no, they aren't going to call out the Invictus, are they?!"

Truth is, yes, this writer is going to. And going to do so in the very first issue, because there needs to be a standard adhered to. If you want to be a part of the Hold, then you have to accept that your doings are going to be cataloged and dispensed at leisure. Unless, of course, you live in Reno, in which case you're perfectly welcome to avoid notice, since no one cares about you anyway. Anyway, honestly, this isn't about covenants as a whole, this is about individuals, who also comprise covenants. Remember that.

The Crime: No one really knows.
(But we know he's up to something.)
In a way it's something of a funny little thing to be even mentioning here, but anyone who has spent any time around Mycah Thaine knows he's up to something. Normally, you're pretty happy that you can deal with a Kindred and get something back, but everyone who has ever dealt with Mycah Thaine always has that little niggling feeling that he's doing something nefarious.

Truth is: no one wants to really know.

Think about it. If he asks for some strange requirements in his dealings with you, are you going to really ask what for? Don't you have the dreaded feeling that he's going to actually answer your question sometime? And don't you dread the feeling that you might hear: "oh, just plotting to overthrow the Overlord" or something of the sort? Because if he did even say that, and you didn't report it, you'd be liable for treason when he makes his move, and if you do report it, you'd be rape-victim-in-a-mental-ward of the year.

But let's talk past that. Let's talk about what we know he does. We know he makes up insults so he can utilize his darling cousin (creepy Ventrue incest? Yummy!) to try and come in and smooth it over. Except darling cousin has her own issue with anything not constructed from her obsession with storybooks. So the smoothing over usually turns into some kind of bratty bitch-fest where she's quick to call everyone ever a whore, or stupid or <insult generic insult here>. Then she wants to act friends later.

Dear Mycah, this is a crappy plan!
We're onto you!
Better try a new one!

The Crime: No one likes Bambi, bitch.
(But maybe Deion likes white girls with doe-eyes?)
Already having been addressed on the ringleader's section somewhat, Vera Hughes has managed to endear herself in a special place. Mostly, all of us are realizing what a frothing bitch she is.

It's not the good kind of endearing bitch, either. It's the sort of bitch who goes out of her way to pretend to be an innocent victim of her cousin's schemes by willfully going out and doing his business deals with other Kindred. After having seen how she bullied the easily bully-able Warren Richards into paying the boons of another Kindred who was in the process of evading (we really should call them out here, but Richards isn't on blast here) himself, rather than accounting them for evasion, I don't know how she expects any of us to believe she's incapable of any wrong-doings.

But that's not all, she insists on declaring any woman with actual comfort with their own bodies and how they ply them (or don't) as whores. Frankly, Vera, just because you're brainwashed by the patriarchal horde that resides in the Lancea Sanctum and Invictus into thinking that more than one lover is a crime doesn't give you the right to act as though a woman who is strong and capable of being free with their choices is somehow less than you. News flash: this isn't 1900, stop slut shaming you fucking bitch.

Besides, you can't even get away from the fact that everyone knows you're nothing but the Prince's whore on the side. Put that into your frilly pipe and smoke it for the next time you want to try and slut shame anyone in this city. It's Las Vegas, and obviously they're just following from your lead.

Dear Vera, remember: you are a gold digging slut.

The Crime: LOL, REALLY? Too many to count.
(But, said woefully sadly, we love the entertainment.)
While Troy Evans hasn't swan dived off of our city's Eiffel Tower to the street (yet), we know that in the interests of doing his duty, he totally would see it done if he needed to.

There's not really even a good place to start with this guy. How many "what the fuck did he just...." things have you personally witnessed? And let's not even get into how often he talks about how awesome William of Hawke thinks he, Troy Evans, is. Really, we think that William of probably just needs some weekly entertainment. Can't blame the man for that, now can you?

We're mostly wondering why Evans even tries to act serious. No one can take him seriously when he acts serious because it comes off a bit like Jerry Springer does with civic disputes. He's lucky the Invictus even allow him to exist in their august ranks. I mean, they're all Quality and Lords of the Nights, Troy Evans fits right in there!

Hell, we heard a rumor that Troy Evans even was so awesome that he managed to get himself punched by the non-violent Prince in the middle of a club. That's special! How many other people do you know can be so awesome as to get their employer to punch them in the middle of a crowded club when the employer might as well have a membership to Pacifists anonymous? What's that? You said you didn't know that happened? Well... now you do. You can thank me later.

We're kind of wondering if this is going to come up as a grievance. The consensus on "is Troy Evans a gigantic worthless idiot?", it's a damn mystery.

Dear Troy, how come you let Raheem do your job better than you?