Molo and the Coyotes
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by Matt S Grant
CIA file # 10326-KCO
[KINDRED CLEARANCE ONLY]
COYOTES - Felony,Group/Z-3364
Group name: The COYOTES
Group affiliation: no Sabbat or Camarilla ties
Group founder:Syd Burn (?) - Malkavian - Pyrotechinical Expert
]:The supposed leader of the Coyotes has a checkered past with BOTH
Camarilla and Sabbat factions, and is known for his... ahem, EXPRESSIVE
Pyromania. Crazy and charasmatic, Burn's unpredictable tactics have blown
many opponents out of the proverbial water. A mad tactician who, at best,
could bring ANY sound city to it's knees.
Group roll call:
~Loki (Strago Von Burich) - Brujah - Weapons Expert - MISSING
]:A call for Loki means a call to arms; FIREarms, that is. Loki is nearly
UNMATCHED with any kind of weapon. Regardless of usage, distance, or even
damage capability. A little loopy from his many years in the 'service', Loki
is still as good as his aim. And his aim is VERY good...
~Houston 3 (?) - Caitiff - Head Scout - REFORMED
]:A silent partner from the beginning, Houston has been siding with the
Coyotes for better or worse. Seen around town just before a concentrated
attack by Burn & Co., Houston has been compared to the 'angel of death' that
flies over a battlefield, claiming souls. Feared by intelligent Kindred
everywhere, Houston 3 is a force to be reckoned with.
~Boogie (Richard Tassle III) - Ventrue - Information Broker - ACTIVE
]:On first look, Boogie appears to be a Disco Nightmare, but that's only on
the dance floor. Boogie, in fact, is the greasy wheel that protects and
saves the Coyotes from reprisals, jibes, and blood hunts. The calm, cool
manner in which he explains the situation, combined with his diplomatic
charm, makes all seem better, and the world turns on, despite the Coyotes'
~Molo (Vincent Pesto) - Gangrel - Aquisitions - ACTIVE
]:The youngest founder, Molo's rebellious attitude is a trademark of the
Coyote way of living. With his head-first approach, his blunt-seeming
attitude, and his street knowledge, he becomes more of a threat than most
Kindred even realize. Although working as a group is second nature to him,
Molo works best when he's alone... causing those to wonder where the REST of
~Beezwax (Harold Guiessweite) - Nosferatu - Ritualist - MISSING
]:The eldest and most devious of the Coyotes, Beezwax was the hidden link to
the magickal properties of the Coyotes' weapons & vehicles. With his library
of rare and deadly spells, he made the Tremere look like a joke unto
themselves. Extensive threads of power run from the entire occult world,
leading back to his twisted, yet able fingers.
~Nina Loco (Anita Logruss) - Brujah - Demolitions - ACTIVE
]:A recent addition, Nina Loco shows the courage to lead an army... or, in
this case, a strike force. Tenacious and stubborn, Nina will always find the
best way to ANY man's heart... through an explosive-charred ribcage. Sly as
a fox, and twice as attractive, Nina Loco clearly takes the position of
'wild child' of the Coyote pack.
~Dallas 13 (Jesse ?) - Caitiff - Assassin - ACTIVE
]:Supposedly a childe of Houston's, the Kindred known only as 'Jesse' has
been following his trainig as planned... and it shows. The caliber of force
shown by this impressively tall figure is astounding. Lately, more & more
has been seen of this new face... but, it seems as if he has yet to prove
his worth. Time will tell if Dallas is as effective as he may be feared to
~Lord Clyde (Clyde DeMarris) - Toreador - Second In Command - ACTIVE
]:Devious, crafty, and spiteful... that's the general agreement of all the
Coyotes on "Lord" Clyde's personality. Through and through, it proves
obvious that Clyde would be the Coyote in charge... except for Syd. At any
rate, jealous or not, Clyde works well as an informer, a back-up supplier,
more muscle, and even as a strike force leader, at times. However, it is
obvious that egomaniacal Clyde will try for the 'Head of the Table', at any
chance. This could be the Coyotes' weak link... or, perhaps, it's strongest.
~(Unnamed Escort) - (?) - Bodyguard for L. Clyde - ACTIVE (?)
]:A mysterious figure, sighted recently in Lord Cyde's company, has been
fingered as an accomplice to many of the recent crimes performed by the
Coyotes, and is wanted for questioning.
]:In 1968, a Malkavian pyromaniac named Syd Burn met with several other
'partners' in a casino in Las Vegas, NV. Their goal: to unify against the
government of America, cause rebellion, and start the downfall of the
National economy as we knew it then. This group consisted of a trigger-happy
Brujah (Loki), a young Gangrel malcontent (Molo), a spiteful old Nosferatu
geezer (Beezwax), a soft-spoken, yet powerful Ventrue Disco King (Boogie),
and an enigmatic Caitiff of questionable origin (Houston 3).
With much debate, Syd Burn rallied under a different cause; the almighty
dollar. This brought the idea of the group into focus, and with the plan of
doing government dirty work to help the American Congress fall into it's own
shit, The Coyotes were formed.
Most of 1968's remaining months were spent gathering supplies and vehicles
for the 'cause'. By the time Woodstock was being put together, the Coyotes
were mobile, and each with their own tricks installed into their respective
sleeves. And so, under Syd's command, the Coyotes officially rolled onto the
streets on June 17th, 1969.
]:The next four years saw the rise of Burn's gang to a status of 'Felony
Criminals', yet they were into so much government hoo-ha that the Coyotes
were secretly Congressional heroes. But, the plan was working too well; the
'system' was on a downhill slope, and soon, the exorbitant pay required to
keep the Coyotes on the Government payroll was impossible to pay.
This was what Syd wanted. Acting surprised and infuriated, Syd began to
loot towns and destroy any gas & oil stations along the way. This was the
beginning of the final surgical strike Syd had planned for... the end to
America's 'golden age'...
... but, he hadn't planned on resistance.
]:May 18th, 1975. The Hoover Dam was one of the last targets on the
Coyotes' list. After this, the end would be swift. Burn's bombs were in
place, and the police were helpless. Finally, Syd reflected, THIS would be
the one TRUE prank of pranks...
But, Syd was mistaken. Over the horizon, a group of locals came roaring
through the light fog, machine guns blazing and rockets firing. A King Cab,
a Cadillac, a dune buggy, and a Dodge truck, covered with weaponry, drove
down upon the totally surprised gang. Even with superior numbers, the
Coyotes were driven out of dentonation range, and the Dam was saved.... all
by a bunch of Vigilantes.
This was bad medicine for Syd, and the Coyotes as a whole were shaken by
the mere thought of a superior force to them. Syd was furious, and ordered
destruction on a nationwide scale. The Coyotes all went to different corners
of the country, looking to score the ultimate 'bang', for Syd and
But, at every turn, these 'Vigilantes' were right behind them. Each attack
earned defeat, and each defeat made Syd more & more mad for revenge. It
looked like the end to the Coyotes' little run, once and for all.
Syd, though, had a crazy plan... and, for a Malkavian, it wasn't half-bad.
]:The letter found the 'leader' of the Vigilantes, and on November 13th,
1975, Syd met face-to-face with his nemesis: the tough old trucker who only
introduced himself as 'Convoy'. The two met for 'negotiations', as Syd's
letter read, but Syd was fully intent on killing the old fart.
Convoy, though, had an ace up his sleeve as well... he, too, was of
Kindred blood, and when Syd revealed his true nature, so did he. The battle
began on foot, but eventually became a rip-roaring demolition derby, with
Syd as target practice.
With wily driving skills in full swing, the madman led the trucker into a
hollowed-out cavern, where the most incredible war on wheels took place.
Syd's plan was almost perfect: all he had to do was shake the geezer, head
out of the tunnel, and have Loki dentonate the well-placed explosives at the
mouth of the cave, trapping Convoy under tons of rock & dirt.
ALMOST perfect. You see, being a little loopy, Loki couldn't wait to blow
up the cave... and, completely by accident, triggers the bombs. The cave
collapsed in onto itself, seemingly sealing BOTH group leaders inside the
mountain. Somehow, Convoy found an exit, and was rescued from the deep
cavern by his own teammates.
Syd, on the other hand, did NOT escape the cave-in. After two months of
excavation, all that the Coyotes ever found of their esteemed leader was his
crushed 1969 Manta. With nobody to lead them, the Coyotes eventually spread
to the four winds by early 1976, despite the attempts by Molo and Boogie to
keep the group together.
]:The group remained out of circulation until late 1977, when they were
all summoned to a small motel in a dusty Arizona town by a man who none of
them knew. Suspicious, yet curious, the old gang of Coyotes headed to the
location, one by one.
Of course, some things had changed; Beezwax hadn't been seen since the
raid on the Los Angeles Sewer System earlier that year, and Boogie no longer
held his esteemed position within the Camarilla. Also, Loki had been taken
away by some Sabbat recruiters in late August. But, not all was bad;
Houston's childe, the stalwart Dallas 13, had shown up in her place, ready
to fight. A young upstart, Nina Loco, was attracted to the scene, and wanted
a cut in the deal. And, of course, young Molo was there, his new prison bus
at the ready.
The meeting was intruded upon by an older man, ready for retirement, it
seemed... but, there was something familiar about him. In time, the
gentleman introduced himself as 'Lord Clyde of Clan Toreador'. He wanted to
orchestrate the 'new & more vicious' Coyotes, as well as continue the
'ultimate scam' of destroying the U.S. Government, as per the missing Syd
Burn's plan. With hopes of Hell on Earth held high, the Coyotes were reborn.
Molo, leading Dallas & Nina Loco, headed to California. There, he
destroyed the San Fransisco arm of Pentex, Inc., and left dozens of gas
stations and rest areas in flames. Meanwhile, the newly appointed Lord Clyde
traveled to Texas, in search of the gallant freedom-fighter, Convoy. With
the help of Clyde's mysterious bodyguard, Boogie bombed Convoy's haven.
Returning to Arizona, the group of three ran into some of the old
Vigilantes, but this time, Clyde was ready where Syd was not. With superior
firepower and vehicular guerilla tactics, Clyde held-off the onslaught with
no trouble, earning him the Coyotes' respect. This, they thought amongst
themselves, was a LEADER.
Too bad they didn't expect treachery... or, they might have had a chance.
]:Houston 3's vehicle was spotted near the Hazard Motel, the Coyotes' base
of operations. When Clyde found out she had returned, he was OVERJOYED! This
meant the last peice of the Coyote puzzle could be put together, and the
picture would be clear. Lord Clyde rushed to meet Houston...
... a little too fast. At that moment, Houston honked her horn, and the
other Vigilantes, old faces with new, came from every direction. Clyde had
been duped, and it was going to cost him his life - but, not without a
fight. Clyde and the other Coyotes turned into war monsters, giving all they
could to keep the enemy at bay. With his escape, Lord Clyde vowed to put an
end to the Vigilante group, once and for all.
The next seven months were a personal Hell for the Coyotes. Not only did
they have those damned Vigilantes at each & every turn to worry about, but
Lord Clyde was becoming more & more demanding and tyrannical. Nina Loco was
pushed to her limits, Boogie became the group's 'gopher' by 'lowering his
standards' and going undercover as a cop, Dallas was blamed by Clyde for
Houston's betrayal, and Molo was overworked constantly, repairing the
group's vehicles at EVERY stop. The Coyotes were being had by Clyde, and
they were getting quite restless...
]:Lord Clyde and the ragged, weary Coyotes eventually holed up in an
abandoned steel mill in Pennslyvania. Clyde took this time to ponder, and
the others tried to take in some R&R... but, the jerk wasn't done with them
Clyde sent Molo to Missouri (to destroy an oil refinery), Boogie to
Louisiana (to set fire to Baton Rouge), Dallas to Florida (to foul-up the
NASA Program), and Nina Loco to the Border (for more weapons). This set the
Coyotes off & running... just like Clyde had planned.
In actuality, Clyde was a rip-off artist. He had been one of the
Vigilantes to begin with (in his Dodge truck), but had been aged & refigured
by Beezwax, prior to the Coyotes' first defeat. Angry at the loss of his
manly look, and pissed at being 'let go' by Convoy as a 'liability', Clyde
had wanted TOO MUCH revenge. Now, he'd have it on the bastards that got him
into this mess to begin with: THE COYOTES. If they hadn't started their shit
to begin with, Clyde wouldn't have gotten involved in the FIRST war.
Clyde took the entire stash of loot the Coyotes had stolen over the past
few years, a total in excess of $25,000, and ran for it. His trusty
bodyguard in tow, Clyde got as far as Baja California...
... before someone caught up with him.
]:Sitting in a run-down bar in Baja California's wastelands, Clyde thought
he had gotten away scot-free. It had been months, and now the year 1979 was
looking promising... especially with his small fortune at his side, watched
by the wary eye of his bodyguard. It seemed like things would be just peachy
for the Toreador, and that things would turn around soon... and they did.
When the door opened, the last person Lord Clyde expected to see was
young, scrappy Molo. Storming over to the table, Molo was close to frenzy.
Rabid, Molo threw accusations at the former Coyote leader, swearing him up
one side & down the other for his little trick. But, Clyde was smarter; he
made a bargain with the punk to bring the Coyotes BACK together AGAIN, but
for the full extent of the 80's... and on, to wherever it would lead. Clyde
spun a thousand different stories, full of promise and riches...
... and Molo told him he was full of shit. Before a fight could begin,
though, a messenger bolted to the table, pressed a letter into Molo's hands,
and begged him to read it. Molo, still quite agitated, opened the letter and
read. His face lit up, and he tossed a WIDE grin at Clyde.
"Th' BOSS... wants ta see me... and YOU, Shithead." Molo uttered. Clyde
was scared stiff; THE Boss? That could only be...
]:April 1st, 1996. Outside the Sewage Treatment plant in Athens, Georgia,
a man was spotted running from the main building like a madman, laughing
hysterically. The next moment, the entire plant was in flames, billowing up
to 10 stories high. The figure in question ran to a nearby parked Corvette,
newly purchased and emblazoned with flames flying back from the hood. Before
the man's head disappeared into the car, he shouted "Dust to dust... and
ashes... to ASHES!!!!!"
This marked a new beginning. Fifteen years in the planning, and now the
effort was applied. It was definate, this time, that there was to be a
destruction grander than all the rest...
... the COYOTES were back in town. And now, they are nearly unstoppable.
_Security Level #665-N9A