What the ♥♥♥♥ did you just ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ say about me, you little cammie? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in Berkeley in '72, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on the Sabbat, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in Brujah warfare and I’m the top kindred in the entire Anarch armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the ♥♥♥♥ out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ words. You think you can get away with saying that ♥♥♥♥ to me over the Internet? Think again, ♥♥♥♥♥♥. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of ghouls across L.A. and your Haven is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your second life. You’re ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ going to your final death, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare fangs. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to maxed out Celerity and Potence and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the West Coast, you little ♥♥♥♥. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ idiot. I will ♥♥♥♥ fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ dead, fledgling.