How would you go about escaping the Methuselahs who created your lineage?
Our group is running a campaign that’s mostly for fun, with a focus on comedy. We were in the middle of a climax involving the Sabbat, and due to our own screw-ups—and some bad dice rolls—an absurd number of mask breaches occurred, affecting the entire world; now, the Technocracy is just about ready to snap and declare all-out war. Things have gotten so bad that the Methuselah who created our characters' entire "family tree" has woken up, and the GM described a rage so intense that they are sweating blood without even spending blood points. How would you go about escaping? The situation has escalated to an unbelievable level.