By Phos (email@example.com)
The Wheezers are a fairly old bloodline; they have existed since about 1550. They were first created, in a proto-form, when the first European settlers in America began to smoke tobacco. They developed into a bloodline in themselves thereafter, feeding only from tobacco smoke. They developed from a German Caitiff of the sixth generation, and have been going strongly ever since. They are not generally seen in powerful positions, although one of their number is rumoured to be very influential in the FBI....
Dominate, Presence, Rauch
Wheezers look like normal people; they dress in the style of the current period. Some affect such things as pipes and cigarette holders, depending on the individual. There are some rumours that a high level Wheezer has infiltrated the government on behalf of the Camarilla, to prevent certain FBI agents from learning about the existence of vampires, but this could just be a rumor.
Wheezers tend to favor havens in bars or clubs, where they can freely indulge in their feeding. As the government becomes stricter toward tobacco manufacturers, they can expect to find it harder and harder to feed.
Caitiff, although some say that he may have been a member of the Tremere, or a Malkavian, or a Ventrue, and a whole host of other rumours.
Wheezers can come from almost any background; the only entry qualification is that they smoke. The more the better. So long as they are above the legal age; it is current practice to only embrace those who are old enough to smoke, in order to avoid attracting notice.
Social Attributes are primary, and Talents are usually emphasised. Most look a little older than they actually are, due to the aging/skin drying/wrinkling processes of smoking (Author's note: I'm a smoker. I know what it's like).
Whaddya mean, (whuhhhuuhhhh-huhuhuh) no smoking area?
Opinions of Others
Camarilla: They're okay. They leave us alone, and (hacking cough), we'll leave them alone.
"Um, I don't know. I've seen what they can do to their enemies, so I avoid them."
-- Aloysius Cromber, Tremere Ancilla
Sabbat: Who gives a shit. Got a light?
"They must be converted, but given that they all smoke, they might not be so good in combat. We'll have to think about it."
-- Jojo McTavish, Gangrel antitribu
Mages: The Ecstasy ones, whadoyoucallem, they're okay. The rest just suck.
Werewolves: Jeez, you light up once in their precious forests! Fire hazard, schmire-hazard!
"Jesus Christ, this lot don't care, do they? Mind you, they are easy to track; you smell the smoke a mile off."