So, you’re stuck:  Not sure what should happen next, how the plot should unfold, or what sort of twist to add.  It happens to all writers, for a variety of reasons.  One easy way to come up with some quick inspiration is to turn to the radio.  Switch on a station that plays music you like, and when the next song starts, take note of the first lines (or the first lines of the first verse).   If you need to, google the song to get the lyrics.  And then consider how that particular line could apply to the story you’re working on.  Let your mind wander over how to make whatever the lyric is fit with what you already have.  It might be something you can use directly, or something that will have a tangential aspect.   However you apply it, the result is likely to have a random feel to it which can breath fresh air into a stale situation.

To illustrate, I tuned into Sirius Channel 14 – Classic Vinyl.  Ironically, Led Zepplin’s “Ramble On” was the first song up:

“Leaves are falling all around, its time I was on my way. Thanks to you, I’m much obliged for such a pleasant stay.” My take on it would be to have a key NPC make an unexpected departure.  Why?  Where are they going?  Are they gone for good?

Next was Mountain’s “Mississippi Queen” (a ban of my RockBand experience).

“Way down around Vicksburg, around Louisiana way, lived a Cajun lady, aboard the Mississippi Queen.  You know she was a dancer, she moved better on wine.” The obvious suggestion to me would be to introduce a new NPC, a woman.  If a literal interpretation is possible, then by all means, make her a Cajun, a dancer aboard the Mississippi Queen.   In any setting, an exotic, mysterious woman who becomes a part of you story can be an instantly interesting direction to go.

Followed by the Allman Brothers Band, “In Memory of Elizabeth Reed,” an instrumental.  Obviously, you might be inspired by it, or you can do what I did and switch over to Sirius Channel 22 – First Wave, where the first song up was “Walking on Thin Ice” by Yoko Ono:

“Walking on thin ice, I’m paying the price for throwing the dice in the air.  Why must we learn it the hard way, and play the game of life with your heart?” I’m starting to get the impression that the Intertubes like my theory and thus are offering up easy examples.  Perhaps you can find a way to put your players where they slowly realize they’re in jeopardy.  Or maybe taking a chance isn’t going to pay off.

Pixies “Gigantic” – “And this I know:  His teeth as white as snow.  What a gas it was to see him walk her every day into a shady place.” Oh my… a variety of possibilities, neh?
Let’s switch one more time, this time, over to Sirius Channel 1 – Hits.   Here, we stumble upon the Kings Of Leon’s “Use Somebody”:  “I’ve been roaming around, always looking down at all I see, painted faces fill the places I can’t reach.” Strangers, half hidden, watching your players?
Then the Bird and the Bee – “Love Letter to Japan”: “From the west to the east I have flown to be near you.  I have come all this way to be close, to be here with you. And now, all my heart I will lay down precisely at your feet.” Eek, romance!  Having an off-screen romantic interest suddenly appear would definitely be a surprise, don’t you think?
Over on the Hair Nation, Sirius 23, Judas Priest “Living After Midnight”:  “I took the city bout one a.m, loaded, loaded. I’m all geared up to score again, loaded, loaded. I come alive in the neon light. Thats when I make my moves right.” A nice evocative lyric like this is always good for sparking various possibilities… any ideas?

My wife is enamoured with all things Vampire, at least in their most modern incarnations:  True Blood and Twilight.  She’s played, and enjoyed, D&D, and plays Warhammer Online regularly.  And having seen the Vampire books in my office, she’s indicated several times she’d be interested in playing. I’ve had books from both incarnations of White Wolf’s World of Darkness, but [Confession Time] I’ve never played or run games with them.  My greatest experience with the system came fifteen years ago on some of the World of Darkness MUSHes that were out there.

I considered options for a setting.  We live near Atlanta, but I couldn’t get excited about the city as a setting.  London, New York or Boston would be great, but my real world experiences there are limited.  It would require a lot more work on my part to learn enough about the areas to make them come alive for myself.  So, I decided to create my own setting city.  While building a setting would also take work, I would me infinitely more familiar with my own creation and would be able to incorporate all the elements of other cities I admired.

New Salem as its now known is situated along the Atlantic coast, somewhere between New York and Washington.  It was originally founded in the late 16th century by English Colonists, who developed the settlement they called Fort Hope, on a peninsula of forested land jutting out between two rivers.  The city quickly became an important port, and played a pivotal role in the Revolutionary and Civil Wars.  Now, its home to about five million people.  It is still a key port, connected by river and rail lines to the interior of the country.  Research, pharmaceuticals, chemicals and industrial goods are the underpinnings of the local economy.

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Then my wife and I sat down to create her character.  We started with who “Lilly” was before she was embraced.  A rebellious heiress to a Shipping magnate, fresh out of college in the mid-1920s.  After a bitter argument with her father over settling down, she left the family home on The Heights and moved in with some of her politically active friends in a large house in Kayless, near the port.  The house was the headquarters of the communist movement in New Salem, drawing students, academics and intellectuals from around the city.  The focus of their energetic activities was breaking the iron grip of the elites on the working class.  The movement was encouraged and advised by Martin, a wealthy Dutch political activist and writer who frequented the headquarters for late night strategy sessions.  He said little, but listened carefully, and seemed to take a liking to Lilly.  The tension on the west side of New Salem grew, and eventually broke into violent encounters between the young communists and the thugs hired by the Industrialists, including Lilly’s father.  This culminated with an all-out attack on the headquarters house:  A large company of thugs, longshoremen, and off-duty cops broke in, beat anyone they found, and set fire to the house.  Lilly was beaten and left for dead, one of many.

She would have died.  But she was rescued and taken to Martin, who embraced her.  Martin, as it turns out, was Mekhet, a Carthian leader in the city who had been using the movement as both a herd and a goad against New Salem’s Invicitus leadership.  After being pushed a bit too hard, someone pushed back, and after the attack on the Communists, sought out and captured Martin.  They discovered Lilly, his illegal childe.  She was walled up inside the concrete foundation that was poured at the site of the old headquarters, and left to starve and fall into torpor.   Only to awaken eighty years later…

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Having run through this prologue with Allyson helped me flesh out several areas of the city, both physically and politically.  I’ve not made any decisions about the NPCs for the Chronicle, I know that the city will still be in the capable hands of an Invictus Prince.

New Salem

New Salem