Oh Yey, Oh Yey, let this meeting of the Glass Walkers come to order!

Hello fellow citizens.

Tonight at our lodge we are here to discuss our corporate interest. I assume we can dispense with the formalities of disclosing our corporate holdings and get right to business.

First Item on the Agenda: Its well known that Pentex properties are offen insured, meaning that raids against their plants often result in huge payouts and settlements.

I think we should buy out Pentex insurers and deny them their claims. We will probably have to eat the cost, but it will insure our competitors are unable to recoup their loss.

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT!?! CORPORATE PORTFOLIOS? INSURERS? HOW FUCKING FAGGOTY HAVE WE BECOME IF WE'RE NOT OUT THERE RIPPING THEIR FUCKING THROATS OUT?!?

Pentex has a large black budget and federal ties to several government agencies. I'm not sure that would work.

Now, on the other hand, I have several thousand bottles of strawberry jam left over from from our fundraiser to keep Tom's Farm open. As I recall, someone here said they would buy it off me at cost and help me get rid of it...

Down boy!
Save that for when we are out in the field next week! This here is a moot to discuss business interests. Don't make me call Micky and Mooley up here and make you calm down.

Yes, miss paige, you had a question?

"The bank I work at continues its money laundering operations. Many of them are for drug cartels, but I've found a few documents for an unknown that keeps pouring money into our accounts, so much coming in it its getting hard to hide it.

It bears looking into.

(Grrrr...) Listen here old boy, its not about making money, its about sending message. I'm sure we will recoup the costs by expanding into the markets Pentex evacuates-

(*Snapjaw*) If we don't keep making money there will be nothing to distinguish us from the other tribes! We will be flat broke and out on our ass!

(Raises from chair, pulls gun)
BLAM!BLAM!BLAM!

(Composes Self, straightens tie)
Sorry about that old boy. Jenny, go check on pops and make sure hes not seriously injured. Perhaps we should move on to other matters.

Only Lupus in the room: "Whens Dinner?"

glass_ maps are my favorite CS maps.

Your tribe should have been antagonists for the Weaver, you are a tribe of a half assed cool idea.

Don't mind me , just... Watching.....yeah nothing to see here

We could possibly use allied dark net spirits to infiltrate the insurance network to deny access to Pentex affiliates. It would at the very least buy us time to stage an all-out attack. We've got the resources for that right?

Don't mind me mind just taking notes..... You were saying?

So why are you fine fellows so motivated to harm a legitimate corporation?

~ E C O T E R R O R I S M ~

Elaborate, bitte?

>legitimate corporation?
>Actively poisons and pollutes the physical and spiritual realms, employs numerous Banes, BSDs, Fomori, Kindred, and other horrors
>Have a gigantic fucking Bane buried beneath their main building that has corrupted pretty much everyone in the entire damn company, and will kill those who don't serve its interests
>Is the very embodiment of human apathy, despair, and corruption, and only wishes to corrupt everything into a mirror image of itself
>Directly serves the Wyrm, the very embodiment of destruction and corruption itself that seeks to consume all reality
>Legitimate corporation

Why yes. If you agree with every atrocity it has ever committed in its long, long history then I guess you could call it a "legitimate corporation".

Look out, here come the guys who ruined lawn darts, the easy bake oven and silly putty.

Pops: You kids today. You know, if you just would have let me put a warning label over that Spaceballs flamethrower, I'm sure we could have turned a profit in Mexico!

look, loook, were none of us kids here. We know where our money comes from. Contraband cigarettes, marijuana co-ops, a million little scams here and there.

We don't like Pentex cause they are cuttin' into our business. We may say its all for the cause or our family was founded by the Panneenee Brothers!, but half you kids didn't even show up to my pops funeral.

So lets not kid ourselves, its about the profit.

This thing with cuba, its not good for my business. It used to be I could pick up a case full of cheap cigars, print the cuban label on them, and sell a box of fifty for two grand. Then they started using the holograms. If the US releases them from sactions, I'll be out of business!

Or at least one of em, anyway.

So I keep trying to sell these girly magazines, you know, the old swimsuit covers? But the fuckin' internet is killin' me! Only place I can sell em is in Iowa. Those cornhuskers are so desperate for something to look at, they'll buy anything. At least they don't let their kids use the internet.

Heeey, you know who else might be interested? Those watchyamacallits, Mormons up in Salt Lake City. Last I heard they were pretty uptight, but times change eh? I could get a friend to loan me his old autodialer-

At least your not like my nephew, Kevin. Kid makes a fortune selling those Chink Cartoons, you know the ones with the freaky ass octopus and shit?

(Phil watch your fucking mouth!)

What are you my mother? I served in the Marine Core for 15 god damn years, I'm entitled to swear in the company of other men!

(Your still a pollack Frank)

Deal me in, would ya?

Ah, yes, back in Italy, when I came here to America... I remember it well.

(Pops!)

*Snore*-HUh-wHA?

(Pops, you fell asleep thinking about the old country again)

Ah yeah, Jimmy. I ever tell you I was a shoeshine boy back in the 60's in Cuba? Man, my old man...

So get this, theres this crazy broad, thinks shes a saint, shes against abortions, she says cause she had one herself, and to protest this insurance company, she kept having abortions, once every year, until the insurance revoked the policy.

Eventually they had to put a number on it, so they say, '5', We will cover 5 abortions. I was like, you cocksucker, you should only ever cover 1! If a woman gets raped twice, the second time shes gotta take the witness stand if she want us to cover their abortions!

We used to make exceptions for women who had been raped or molested. But now, every woman is 'entitled' to one mistake. You see how it is now? That lady, who got herself scraped every 12 months, she was definitely molested, ain't no reason she'd do that shit if she weren't catholic.

JEESUS, PA!!
This is fucking board room not a brothel! We are a respectable company, pa!

let me check my notes
Bane : evil spirit thing
BSD rogue werewolfs
Fomori: dudes possesed by Banes
Kindred: vamps

Fair enough, I put out the word that the Pentex corp would be a good target for a hunt. Still have my eye on you fellows though, in particular

I would like to thank all of ya for inviting me to the meeting.

And with not nearly as much horror as should have been felt, the Warders of Man had fallen to the Weaver.
Most of the Garou Nation would not understand that this spiritual collapse harboured in their midst was just as wretched as the fallen White Howlers, now Black Spiral Dancers, and would ensure that the Earth mother remained the perpetual victim of human depravation.

I thought I'd let you know that there's a hobo spying on your garbage in the streets down there and I'm pretty certain he's a gnawer because I was getting this sweet ass brass button just lying on the ground down there and he starts going on about how that button belongs to Marcus. I think, "Ok, sure. Marcus, yea" and then it hit me. Marcus is the mail clerk on floor two. I pass him all the time, on my way up here because I need to check in for the courier fee with Alice. How does this dude know Marcus? Well, I asked him and Marcus thought he worked here because apparently he had, quote, "that dog smell" because, he thinks, you know, you guys like to go bet at the track. Anyway, dude's name is Carl, and if Carl knows Marcus, that means he's been up to the second floor, which according to Alice doesn't even have a Cafeteria. Why would Carl be on the second floor? Turns out, there's a janitorial closet with a window right above his little trash pile, so I took a little flight up and its kept unlocked. Oh, and Joanne says you should call her about that thing and that you would know what it meant. Anyway, I got another parcel on the other side of town. Good luck with the hobo. He's kinda rude.