Post by Alden J. Blethen on Sept 5, 2014 21:56:28 GMT -8
And the money keeps rolling in from all directions.
Even durring a depression, people have to get their news from somewhere, and which the P.I. being run by a less than reputable source, the Herald quickly becomes the paper of record. It's hard not to learn from other people mistakes, when they are made so publicly as Hearst's. Give the public what they want, and keep the hacks fed on cheep booze and cigars. The masses love the guy on their side. In 1915. Alden "dies", choosing to move on to embrace his life as a vampire. He still runs the family, through skill and verve.
Tragedy sells. Riots, war, depression, it all adds up. "Give 'em hell! And sell newspapers".
His rise to the position of Seneschal, not whole unremarkable, he was always a stalwart supporter of the Prince. If a kindred of lesser means need to speak to His Lordship, Blethen was the gatekeeper. Sometimes a little grease would be needed to turn the key, but that's just perks. But the neonate, that tried to step beyond his station, quickly found out that he had pressing business elsewhere, or would forget why he was even standing before this busy man in the first place.
Even durring a depression, people have to get their news from somewhere, and which the P.I. being run by a less than reputable source, the Herald quickly becomes the paper of record. It's hard not to learn from other people mistakes, when they are made so publicly as Hearst's. Give the public what they want, and keep the hacks fed on cheep booze and cigars. The masses love the guy on their side. In 1915. Alden "dies", choosing to move on to embrace his life as a vampire. He still runs the family, through skill and verve.
Tragedy sells. Riots, war, depression, it all adds up. "Give 'em hell! And sell newspapers".
His rise to the position of Seneschal, not whole unremarkable, he was always a stalwart supporter of the Prince. If a kindred of lesser means need to speak to His Lordship, Blethen was the gatekeeper. Sometimes a little grease would be needed to turn the key, but that's just perks. But the neonate, that tried to step beyond his station, quickly found out that he had pressing business elsewhere, or would forget why he was even standing before this busy man in the first place.