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Joey Fallon

Joey Fallon was a normal boy by most standards. Grew up in a rich family, coddled from the start. Born in the U.S., his father was an Archaeology Professor at Princeton. He moved the family to Egypt in 1991, Joey was just 10. His father had heard of the newly uncovered tomb of King Amon Sutekh and jumped at the chance to head the team to dig there first.

Having arrived in Egypt, his father was always away. leaving he and his mother there alone in their hotel. His mother tired of this existence, and decided that she and Joey would go back to the U.S. One night soon after, she took Joey with her down to the dig to tell his father they were leaving.

Upon entering the tomb.. she could tell things were not right. Where was everybody? The tomb was dead silent.. not at all too far from the truth. She decided to check an adjoining chamber, she fell to her knees when she entered the room.. finding her husband and his team of students all laid open like lab experiments. Joey, however, was fascinated by all this.. he actually chuckled with amazement.. much to the horror of his mother. She moved to pick him up.. but suddenly froze.. impaled through the back by some ceremonial spear. She was raised into the air off of her feet.. so that gravity would push her body down further onto the shaft.

Joey watched all of this.. unphased. That is probably why he still walks the Earth today.. trapped in unlife. You see, his father's team had fallen prey to a sect of Capadocians.. there in Egypt to further their twisted studies. Joey, showing his immediate interest in death, was embraced then and there. His sire later resented what he had done.. turning a child into a childe. None the less, he tutored him the same as he would any other childe.. and set him loose upon the world ten years later. Joey, now a 20 year old trapped in a 10 year olds body, was quite evil and fiendish. His sire had taught him to use his apparent age to his advantage.. conning the unsuspecting into lowering their guard.. just long enough for Joey to slash their Achilles with his surgical scalpel. Yes.. Joey is indeed a monster, and has come to reside in the city of monsters.. the city of murder.. Detroit.

Samedi

Ms.Momer

Penelope (Rose) Momer...a typical turn of the century gal. Her mother impressed on her that she must make a "good match" and "landing a good husband" was always foremost on her mind.

She was tiny, even for her times. At 4'7" and less than 80# men naturally wanted to coddle and take care of her. Her long, auburn hair and huge blue eyes landed her an older, widower. A mortician, but that was fine, respectable, and by the looks of things, very very profitable.

Mr. Momer lavished his young, lovely bride with clothes and gifts, asking only that she make herself scarce when certain of his "friends" stopped by for a visit to the mortuary below their home.

The years rolled by, the 1920s promising to be very liberating for females. Unfortunately, Penny was no longer able to contain her curiosity about these strange people that seemed to so enjoy visiting her husbands workshop. One evening she was caught spying on a little gathering. Her fate was sealed. She was embraced to insure her silence, and the plan worked very well. Finding herself suddenly a grotesque monstrous thing was nearly mind shattering. And the stench! Her sire laughed at her attempts at suicide and guarded over her for many years, teaching her and humoring himself with her despair at what she had become.

She of course, left the husband. The man that had not raised a hand to help save her from becoming what she was, Samedi. In fact, she was to find out some time later that he was one of their ghouls, and relished having a wife among the true clan members.

She took for herself a lovely little Chinese house keeper, using her clans trick of ghouling to keep the girl close. ShangHia has been faithful for many years now to her mistress, and pities the woman her ugliness and solitude. The steward is quite skilled at handling Madams affairs for her, and making excuse for the abominable aroma that seems to trail around after Mrs. Momer.

Over the decades Mrs. Momer has become skilled in the ways of the dead, who thankfully don't complain much about her smell. She has also practiced making herself appear as her former, red haired, youthful and beautiful self, occasionally succeeding very well in the charade.

Time marches on, and Mrs. Momer still remembers some of the old, home made toxins, the old poisons, some untraceable...plants and herbs and all forms of natural nastiness...yes, there are many ways of disposing of ones enemies...

The Mortals

Niki A Nash

She knows a little of everything; jack of all trades so to speak. She believes in ghosts and vampires after meeting Madam Starry Iyes, a card reader. Niki knows the personal ass't to the mayor pretty well and chief detective of homocide of DPD and of course the editor of Detroit Free Press. Her partner is Jason Roberts. He is wonderful photographer and a good friend.

She owns a small house- approx. 1500 sq ft. fenced in with a small neglected garden area. Small savings account. Loaded PC at home with a laptop (loaded) for her work. A 357 mag. Several types of 35 MM and other photography equipment and accessories: Digital, video, and so on. A 2000 VW bug, silver/blue covert. All the usual things for nosy news reporters hehe. Cell phone, etc.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~ HISTORY / BACKGROUND ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Her father was a PI and her mother was a nurse. They rarely saw one another and that lead to Niki doing for herself. She eventually got into the newspaper business and moved to Detriot to make a name for herself there. She has been there for 3 years now and works for Daily Free Press.

Tia De Sade


	Detroit By Night \| home The Others Cappadocians Joey Fallon Joey Fallon was a normal boy by most standards. Grew up in a rich family, coddled from the start. Born in the U.S., his father was an Archaeology Professor at Princeton. He moved the family to Egypt in 1991, Joey was just 10. His father had heard of the newly uncovered tomb of King Amon Sutekh and jumped at the chance to head the team to dig there first. Having arrived in Egypt, his father was always away. leaving he and his mother there alone in their hotel. His mother tired of this existence, and decided that she and Joey would go back to the U.S. One night soon after, she took Joey with her down to the dig to tell his father they were leaving. Upon entering the tomb.. she could tell things were not right. Where was everybody? The tomb was dead silent.. not at all too far from the truth. She decided to check an adjoining chamber, she fell to her knees when she entered the room.. finding her husband and his team of students all laid open like lab experiments. Joey, however, was fascinated by all this.. he actually chuckled with amazement.. much to the horror of his mother. She moved to pick him up.. but suddenly froze.. impaled through the back by some ceremonial spear. She was raised into the air off of her feet.. so that gravity would push her body down further onto the shaft. Joey watched all of this.. unphased. That is probably why he still walks the Earth today.. trapped in unlife. You see, his father's team had fallen prey to a sect of Capadocians.. there in Egypt to further their twisted studies. Joey, showing his immediate interest in death, was embraced then and there. His sire later resented what he had done.. turning a child into a childe. None the less, he tutored him the same as he would any other childe.. and set him loose upon the world ten years later. Joey, now a 20 year old trapped in a 10 year olds body, was quite evil and fiendish. His sire had taught him to use his apparent age to his advantage.. conning the unsuspecting into lowering their guard.. just long enough for Joey to slash their Achilles with his surgical scalpel. Yes.. Joey is indeed a monster, and has come to reside in the city of monsters.. the city of murder.. Detroit. Samedi Ms.Momer Penelope (Rose) Momer...a typical turn of the century gal. Her mother impressed on her that she must make a "good match" and "landing a good husband" was always foremost on her mind. She was tiny, even for her times. At 4'7" and less than 80# men naturally wanted to coddle and take care of her. Her long, auburn hair and huge blue eyes landed her an older, widower. A mortician, but that was fine, respectable, and by the looks of things, very very profitable. Mr. Momer lavished his young, lovely bride with clothes and gifts, asking only that she make herself scarce when certain of his "friends" stopped by for a visit to the mortuary below their home. The years rolled by, the 1920s promising to be very liberating for females. Unfortunately, Penny was no longer able to contain her curiosity about these strange people that seemed to so enjoy visiting her husbands workshop. One evening she was caught spying on a little gathering. Her fate was sealed. She was embraced to insure her silence, and the plan worked very well. Finding herself suddenly a grotesque monstrous thing was nearly mind shattering. And the stench! Her sire laughed at her attempts at suicide and guarded over her for many years, teaching her and humoring himself with her despair at what she had become. She of course, left the husband. The man that had not raised a hand to help save her from becoming what she was, Samedi. In fact, she was to find out some time later that he was one of their ghouls, and relished having a wife among the true clan members. She took for herself a lovely little Chinese house keeper, using her clans trick of ghouling to keep the girl close. ShangHia has been faithful for many years now to her mistress, and pities the woman her ugliness and solitude. The steward is quite skilled at handling Madams affairs for her, and making excuse for the abominable aroma that seems to trail around after Mrs. Momer. Over the decades Mrs. Momer has become skilled in the ways of the dead, who thankfully don't complain much about her smell. She has also practiced making herself appear as her former, red haired, youthful and beautiful self, occasionally succeeding very well in the charade. Time marches on, and Mrs. Momer still remembers some of the old, home made toxins, the old poisons, some untraceable...plants and herbs and all forms of natural nastiness...yes, there are many ways of disposing of ones enemies... The Mortals Niki A Nash She knows a little of everything; jack of all trades so to speak. She believes in ghosts and vampires after meeting Madam Starry Iyes, a card reader. Niki knows the personal ass't to the mayor pretty well and chief detective of homocide of DPD and of course the editor of Detroit Free Press. Her partner is Jason Roberts. He is wonderful photographer and a good friend. She owns a small house- approx. 1500 sq ft. fenced in with a small neglected garden area. Small savings account. Loaded PC at home with a laptop (loaded) for her work. A 357 mag. Several types of 35 MM and other photography equipment and accessories: Digital, video, and so on. A 2000 VW bug, silver/blue covert. All the usual things for nosy news reporters hehe. Cell phone, etc. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ HISTORY / BACKGROUND ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her father was a PI and her mother was a nurse. They rarely saw one another and that lead to Niki doing for herself. She eventually got into the newspaper business and moved to Detriot to make a name for herself there. She has been there for 3 years now and works for Daily Free Press. Tia De Sade