Andy
Andy Amber, Self-Proclaimed Voivode of San Francisco
Cheryl: I'm gonna use the money to buy an orphanage and then bulldoze it.
Pam: Why?!
Cheryl: Shits and grins. And screams. "Wah, porridge, wah!" Hahahahahaha!
Pam: Well, maybe she'll die.
-Archer
You're Not My Supervisor!
Andy Amber is the world's worst Tzimisce. He lives in a big house that he moved into and locked the nice gay couple that were going to flip it in the basement and the story goes that one of them ate the other one because he forgot to feed them. He has giant dogs that rumor has it occasionally get out, hunt and eat the local homeless people.
He thinks most of his clan are a bunch of imaginationless degenerates who cover themselves in dick-nipples because they have a conceptualization of what's shocking akin to that of a fuckbaby blend of Garth Ennis and a teenage Canadian Incel with ADHD.
He became a Koldun because he thought that magic powers sounded bitchin'. And he was right, they are.
He co-habitates and co-dependents with a Malkavian who between the two of them seems to be the more mature and sane of the pair.
His stated goals include creating a Revenant family bred for maximum hotness.
He's expressed a hatred for Tremere not because they're a bunch of dirty sneakin' thieves but because they made magic boring. WHO DOES THAT?
Wait.
Did I say he was the world's worst Tzimisce?
*Gasp* I said that would happen, and it did! Omigod, what if I have psychokinetic powers?
I don't know. Just try to only use 'em for good.
...No.
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| Name: | Andy Amber |
| Apparent Age: | Adult |
| Clan: | Tzimisce |
| Nature: | Celebrant |
| Demeanor: | Deviant |
