Once upon a time there were seven blind bats. Or thirteen... i forget. Anyway, they were a bit hungry for fresh blood, because they were Vampire blind bats, so they looked around for something to bite. Except they couldn't look around, as they were blind, which you should have realized already.

But their unerringly keen senses of smell led them to a plump, juicy, blood-filled elephant - which in this story stands for all reality. Got it?

The Gangrel bat bumbed into the tail and said, Aha! this elephant is really a twitching animal! That is what I shall become.

The Brujah broke his fangs trying to bite the hoof and said, Aha! The elephant is like a hard, stony, insensate pestle that crushes all beneath it with pitiless abandon! That is what I shall become.

The Nosferatu bat flew into the elephant's butt and said, Aha! The elephant is really a wrinkled, stinky, puckerede, desiccated mass that lives in a dank cave! That is what I shall become.

The Tremere bit the head and said, Aha! The elephant is really a puny little brain struggling to control a vast and powerful body! That is what I shall become.

The Ventrue felt the legs, and sai, Aha! The elephant is really a powerful, upstanding pillar that can bear all weight with strength, but with very little suppleness or resilience! That is what I shall become.

The Toreador felt the trunk and mouth and said, Aha! The elephant is really a great, firm shaft or a warm, moist hole! That is what I shall become.

And the Malkavian bat, blinder than all the rest, swooped down and managed to miss the entire elephant. Aha! said the benighted Malkavian, as it flapped past. The others are making a huge fuss over an elephant that is really a big lot of nothing! Well that is what I shal become.

And so, I say unto you, flap on!