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Bloodlines Games in Progress / Re: Gangrel Walkthrough!
« Last post by Katapagan on Today at 07:15:32 AM »
Wow, you should get the Up 9.0 which has "Skip Intro" option! Why play the unpatched version?
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I always wondered how awesome it would be to have one of the WOD disciplines IRL. To be honest, I am stuck with this question since they all are (well, most of all) awesome.

Which WOD discipline would you pick? And what would you do with it? It will be a level 5 discipline.

No matter how awesome Dominate would be, I would choose Celerity, then curse myself for not choosing Dominate. With Dominate, I would get hired at a big corporation for a huge sum of pay with no actual duties! I would just run around and beat assholes with Celerity though, and it STILL looks more appealing than Dominate xD
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Bloodlines Tech Support / Re: Unofficial Patch 9.0 released!
« Last post by Katapagan on Today at 06:44:51 AM »
Yeah, but can't you add another option? I know this will fall under modding, but it would be really cool in UP :)

Sorry, but the tutorial is one of the worst parts to edit and I'm not touching it when I don't really need to ;)!

Ah allright, I feel you bro :) Maybe one of the CE coders can do it...
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Interactive Story Board / Angel of Mercy, Angel of Death, Part 2
« Last post by Rick Gentle on Today at 01:24:30 AM »
Well, there's just no helping it. This whole situation was your fault, so now you've got to be the one to clean it up.
Fuck, that's a horrible way to think about rescuing a little broken baby.
You test the handle of the passenger door, taking a moment to peer up at the SUV, then gingerly crack the door open as the handle gives. It groans loudly, the hinges undoubtedly bent in the crash - at least this end of the van fared better than the whole front half. And the baby is still alive, which is more than you can say about its mother...
Propping open the door on your hip, you lean into the car to check on the child more closely.
"Hhh..."
It breathes. Just. It breathes just like your granddaddy did on his death-bed, right before your father pulled the plug on the respirator. God, it sounds creepy. You really don't want to reach your hand in to touch the baby on its little sky-blue jumper, but you do. It doesn't respond except for a hitch in its breath.
"H-hh...!
You rest your hand on the baby's back - lightly! Lightly! - as you crane in and slide your other hand under its chest. You try to lift it up without meaningfully moving its torso, but it head wobbles forward and in a second of panic you jerk it up in a fright that you broke it. Broke it even more.
"H-aaahh...!"
If you were still breathing, you'd get a really sick punched-feeling right in your throat. As it is, you consciously suck in a breath to steady your nerves and your hands, and ever-so-slowly draw the baby towards you. Thankfully, it keeps breathing while you do s-
*bump*
Theshitwasthat! It sounded like a car door slamming, and you're sure as hell it wasn't the driver's door!
The baby gets left face-up on the seat as you sidle backwards out of the doorframe and jerk your head to look at the SUV.
Aw, fuck. You hate it when you're right - the passenger door of the SUV is now closed. That means there was someone left alive (animate) to close it. And they probably know you're here.
Fortunately, you've got a chance. The blood in your veins surges like you got a shot of adrenaline to the heart as you move fast as thought past the passenger side of the van, down along the driver's side of the SUV, around the back, and KINKLE goes the passenger window as you bash your elbow through it. The flying glass moves prettily through the air according to your altered perception of time, seemingly as seconds pass by before the glass hits... something.
Then the shards come flying back out at you in a haze of razor edges, cutting into your face and puncturing the white of your left eye as blackness counter-attacks. Roiling shadow finishes off the broken glass around the windowframe on its way to your head, giving you a resounding slap against your cheekbone and driving a piece of glass into your flesh. It wouldn't seem like it had the leverage to get up that much force, but, fuck, apparently it does!
You stagger back a step, hand instinctively clutching your brutalized face as the shadows twist and grasp the frame of the window and wriggle like a spider's legs climbing out of a hole. Whatever is in the SUV is getting out, and for the wrong second you're stunned enough to let it.
An explosion of blackness propels the entire door straight out - and into you, cracking into your knee hard enough that you're pretty sure it breaks, doing the same thing to your out-thrust elbow. To add injury to injury, your own hand crumples into your face and your vision goes black, blacker than the shadow.
Somehow you ended up on the ground, head aching behind the sharp pain of the glass in your face and what feels like numerous broken bones in your left-hand limbs. You immediately try to heal yourself while rolling out from underneath the door - or anyway, that was the plan Mostly all you can do is shrug and drag yourself out from under it. Finally, you get most of the way out and get a look at what's attacking you.
You have got to be kidding yourself. It's a teenie girl, white as white can be, strutting her stuff in a tank top and denim shorts. She's got a wicked smile on her face whose curve matches the twisting shadows she's got coiling around her arms like so many black cobras. Fuck this.
Your body thrums with power as you kick-start your vampiric super-speed again, this time also feeding the "strength of twenty men" into your arms (well, the one that's still working) as you pick up the busted door and throw it at her. Between your speed and power, it catches the teenie-demon by surprise and sends her rocketing back into the hood of the SUV. How does SHE like the broken bones?
"aaa-AAAA-HHH!" Not well, it sounds like, the sound of her short, sharp, pained scream stretching out in your ears like some bad recording. The door falls slowly to the ground, and behind it she's got a midsection as well-crushed as the poor driver of the van. That's gotta have gone through to the spine.
It's a shame for her that all your pity has been spent on the baby that she made you hurt. It's a damn shame that all your pity has been spent on the death of that baby's mother. It's a real huge fucking shame that all your pity has been spent on your broken bones and gashed eye. Yup. It's a shame, alright.
Before she can even properly crumple to the ground, you're on her, delivering a nice solid blow to her head with your working right arm, and then another one to her ribcage. Bones splinter under the force of both blows, and she suddenly doesn't have the breath - or probably the actual lungs - to scream anymore. Funny thing - neither does the baby.
It takes another few rage-fueled blows to finish her off. Once her skull goes, so does she - a smear of ash across the hood of the SUV and falling in a soft pile by the front tire.
Then the downer hits you, and you sag, wishing the healing in your knee would speed up so you can collapse onto them without doing even more damage. You lean into the SUV's open doorframe and brace yourself against the passenger seat. Whew!
But, hell, you survived! So maybe your sire was right about a couple things after all, but your point still stands, right? Hell, yeah, it does! You can take care of yourself and you're suddenly aware of how great unlife is and how stupid this all sounds to your own head. Okay, calm down just a little. There could be another fucker to deal with.
No-one in the driver's seat. No-one in the middle seat. But as you rip open the back door of the SUV, there is someone back there.
Aw, damn. Tonight's just not your night. There's another one. At least this one is fully-grown, but in about as bad a shape as the baby-child. Blonde, skinny, late teens maybe, bound and gagged and bleeding from a scalp wound. A smear of blood on the back wall probably means she hit her head in the crash. What's the word - concussed? Umm... no... You're pretty sure that "concussed" doesn't cover that much blood. At least she's not a vampire. Nope. Fully mortal, from what you can tell. Blood smells like it. Blood smells like friggin' ambrosia right now. Fine wine. Fresh steak. The only blood in the whole world, as far as you're concerned.
There's just the one problem: she doesn't look like she could survive anything more.
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Bloodlines Games in Progress / Re: Gangrel Walkthrough!
« Last post by Nanaloma on April 23, 2014, 07:25:49 PM »
Speaking of that - the Nosferatu option was not (IMO) done well in Bloodlines; I think they just didn't flat out get the time needed to do it the way they likely wanted (and it has sooo much potential).   Is this being looked at?
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Bloodlines Games in Progress / Re: Gangrel Walkthrough!
« Last post by Nosferatu Numbers Station on April 23, 2014, 06:49:03 PM »
Even if I could get the hang of the timing, I just can't stand seeing my character hopping around like some dementated bullfrog.

Just another thing for them to fix on Project Vaulderie.
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Bloodlines Tech Support / Re: Unofficial Patch 9.0 released!
« Last post by Wesp5 on April 23, 2014, 04:21:31 PM »
Yeah, but can't you add another option? I know this will fall under modding, but it would be really cool in UP :)

Sorry, but the tutorial is one of the worst parts to edit and I'm not touching it when I don't really need to ;)!
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Bloodlines Tech Support / Re: Unofficial Patch 9.0 released!
« Last post by Katapagan on April 23, 2014, 03:52:25 PM »
CE had an option to go through the tutorial area by yourself, without the info boxes :)

If the CE can do it, the UP could do it too, but I'm all for restoring content and not removing it :)!

Yeah, but can't you add another option? I know this will fall under modding, but it would be really cool in UP :)
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Bloodlines Tech Support / Re: Unofficial Patch 9.0 released!
« Last post by Keex on April 23, 2014, 03:33:21 PM »
The Patches Scrolls is maxed out due to the Amazon sale, but someone already uploaded the patch here:

http://www.sbock.net/upload/VTMBup90.exe


Woot! Now thats much better!. Now i can begin to play with the game properly Patched for the very first time, i hope it can fullfil my expectations. Thanks!  :taunt: :rock: :smile:
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Bloodlines Tech Support / Re: Unofficial Patch 8.9 released!
« Last post by Wesp5 on April 23, 2014, 03:14:00 PM »
The thing about electrolines is perfect! What occupies me is why everything else is doing the same (like, lights in Nosferatu underground) - looks really odd and maybe it wasn't intended to be that way.

Hm, I could theoretically turn it off in some levels but I figured all the lines everywhere are supposed to behave mad :)!

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I've encountered the Malkavian talk to TV while the main news broadcast was still on - so, he was talking simultaniously.

This shouldn't be possible. I'll rearrange the Python script, maybe the old one wasn't hidden fast enough, but no promises.

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And from very beginning Jack shows no interest in my look (and it can be the issue since there're pretty many Nosferatu - but! - there're pretty many Malks and he reacts to that!).

This seems to be a personal taste matter of Jack and without special line we couldn't improve on this anyway.

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About fighting Sabbath level (in case they had SO many troops how comes they couldn't defeat LaCroix) - and how comes there are many unprofessional guards (blue shirts) in the tower (since LaCroix is clearly anticipating my arrival and nows my capabilities).

I figure that LaCroix lost a lot of people during the attack of the Sabbat and the Sabbat lost their best men too.

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And one last thing (general) - Giovanny mansion feels really empty - there're several simply empty rooms with nothing in them.

I already restored a lot of stuff into the Giovanni crypts but I wouldn't know what to place in the empty mansion rooms.
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