<Paul`> "And yeah, people have tried to kill them a few times, which is one of the reasons we moved up here."
* Mitch` blinks.
<Mitch`> "Oh."
* Paul` fails to mention the bit about all the people trying to kill HIM because of his mom, the spawn of the elder gods, etc.

<manus> You are a FEARSOME MONK! Your hands are all you need to defend yourself from anything: anything but TRUE LOVE!

<AlcarGM> Alex: ".. right. Tell me again why I'm helping you lunatics."
<Billy`^> "I killed a dog."
<AlcarGM> Jane: "And I killed a bird for you."
<AlcarGM> Alex: "This is insane. You know that, right?"
<AlcarGM> Jane: "I could kill you. And you could come back. Then we could debate it." She smiles.
<Billy`^> "I'm not the one who can't die."
<AlcarGM> Jane: "Of course not. You died."
* Billy`^ nods to jane
<AlcarGM> Alex wisely decides to shut up/.

* Billy`^ goes to the back, feigning the bathrooms, and sneaks off to the priest's office
<AlcarGM> Okay. Jane follows, making no noise.
* Billy`^ goes inside and looks around
<AlcarGM> The priests office is closed,and door locked. Shame that not even the church is trusting anymore.
<AlcarGM> Does Billy know how to pick locks? :p
<Billy`^> no
<Billy`^> c'mon who the hell would sneak into the priests office?
<Billy`^> wait... nevermind

* Hugh` tries to get a sense of what state his mind is in... if it's still there.
<AlcarGM> You get... thoughts. LOTS of thoughts... likre a dam cracking. "They keep doing it. To me. Writing, on the walls. All the time. Even the dead ones. No. Never meant that. Just ot stop it. To sto them all.Make them Obey. Authority is to be trusted. To be used. But the children are singing. No. Who is singing? Feel ... dislocated. Split. Brekaing apart. Sometnhing is wrong. No! Thinking about problems makes them worse. Walk away."
<AlcarGM> He doesn't move. "I have to know .. what is wrong with me..."
<Hugh`> "He's pretty cracked..."
<AlcarGM> Lance: "This is just lovely."
<AlcarGM> Owen blinks, and grabs your hand, tightly. <What. ... is that?>
* Hugh` looks at Owen "Where?"
<AlcarGM> Owen points to the princpial, his hand shaking slightly. <It's ... wrong. Bad.>
<Hugh`> "Oh. That is/was/might have been the principal."
<AlcarGM> Owen: <but that's not a person.>

<AlcarGM> You don't find any diary, but a large annotated copy of the bible shakes when you pull it out of the shelf.
<AlcarGM> as if it was hollow.
* Billy`^ opens the book
<AlcarGM> The book has a msall inscription "In my heart is a hole. That is God. In god's eye there is a mote. That is me. - Andrews."
<Billy`^> erm
* Billy`^ looks tos ee what was shaking
<AlcarGM> The hollow part of it contans a small, orante box. in the box is a finger bone, well polished.
<AlcarGM> It's not yours.
<Billy`^> it's the priests...
<Billy`^> what?
* Billy`^ closes the box and puts the book back

<AlcarGM> The door to the office snaps open with a crash.
* Billy`^ dives behind the desk
<AlcarGM> Jane: "....."
<AlcarGM> Sara is standing in the doorway, her expression grim, and a shotgun in her hand. "Get up," coldly. "You defile the Church of the Lord with your presence."
* Billy`^ peeks over the desk.
<Billy`^> "What the hell?"
<Billy`^> "Sarah? What the hell are you doing?"
<AlcarGM> Sara: "Getting answers." SHe levels the gun at Jane. "You brought a demon into the church. Why?"
* Billy`^ stays behind the nice safe BIG WOODEN DESK THAT WILL HOPEFULLY BLOCK BULLETS

<AlcarGM> Sara: "Sara is fine now. You and your demons will not be."
<AlcarGM> She levels the shotgun at Jane. "Goodbye."
<Billy`^> "Wait!"
* Billy`^ jumps infront of jane
<AlcarGM> Jane: "You idiot, I can -"
<AlcarGM> You see the shotgun. Cold, hard. Sara stares at you, her expression empty of anything kind, and fires....
<AlcarGM> d100, pls :p
* Billy`^ closes his eyes tightly
<Billy`^> 1d100 baby! The death of the best freaking character ever!
<sparkie> Billy`^ 1d100: 73 baby! The death of the best freaking character ever!
<AlcarGM> You feeel Jane, grabbing, trying to throw you aside.. something. . "I could have changed.. dodged it...." and the pain hits, like nothing you remember. And you open your eyes.
<AlcarGM> And Jane attacks you, slamming her fist into your face.
<AlcarGM> What do you do now? :p
* Billy`^ rolls
<Billy`^> "ACK! Am I dead!? Is this hell?"
<AlcarGM> YOu troll and evade ... the shotgun in your hands hits the floor with a clatter of metal as you bump into your body.
<Billy`^> ...
<Billy`^> Oh my god
<Billy`^> I hate you so much alcar

* Billy`^ is now known as Sara`^
<Sara`^> (( for the record, I hate alcar ))

<AlcarGM> Jane: ".. Billy?!"
* Sara`^ sniffs
<Sara`^> "Not anyomre."
<AlcarGM> Sara: "I did NOT! YOu get out! You're not fun! You never even had sex with me!"
<Sara`^> "Shut up! Stop it..."
* Sara`^ cries and gets in the fetal position
<Sara`^> "Ok... I'm ok... I'm not going crazy..."
<AlcarGM> Jane: "mind if I do?"
<Sara`^> "what!?"
<AlcarGM> Sara: "GET OUT! Out! Out! Out! You aren't - oh my god! I killed you! He killed you! He used me to killyou! He said it was for sex!"
<AlcarGM> Jane: "What ... is going on .. here?"
<Sara`^> "How did you plan on getting out of this one? I am not going to jail for murder because YOU KILLED ME!"

* Sara`^ breaths deep and looks down "How do you breathe with these things?"
<AlcarGM> Jane: "... easily?"
<Sara`^> "I mean, it's just so much.. dead weight..."
<AlcarGM> Jane: "And you thought that when you were in Billy's body?"

<tatterdemalion> Hmm. Come to think of it, Bali said he'd make it, too :p
<Chaos`^> and you believed that because?
<tatterdemalion> hope! :p

<AlcarGM> Tina: "You need to eat healthier. Eat the bran flakes."
<Linda`^> "The what? What's wrong with these?" *raises up bag of M&Ms for breakfast*
<AlcarGM> Your mother frowns at the list the doctor gave her, and determines she can half half a carrot.
* Linda`^ looks at the list "What's that?"
<AlcarGM> Tina: "That is junk food, dear. I shouldn't even be buying it. It could rot your teeth, and we don't have decent dental... Oh, just an eating list, for the models. Scary, really. I believe it's a 300 calorie a day diet." She grins. "I told them brushing my teeth twice a day would put me over the limit, but they didn't find it funny."
<AlcarGM> (( Is it sad that I'm actually wondering if toothpaste would count for calories in a diet? ))
<Linda`^> "I bought them... You know that could kill you... not getting enough calories, as much as you work too"
<Linda`^> ((Yes))

<Linda`^> "Who made up that name... arbiters... Jeeze.. I'll have to... Uhm... So what did you do when you were young?"
<Linda`^> "Oh hey, I'm working on this project.. fo ruh... science fair.."
<AlcarGM> Tina: "Well, ran around saving people, of course. But the world was much simpler then. no one tried to sue us, or demasnd we show in court, and no one got killed. A golden age, I think. A better time, a more innocent era. Before Superior Man went bad."
<Linda`^> "I need some... seed money."
<AlcarGM> Tina: "Seed money?" She looks amused. "Does it involve those M&Ms, dear?"
<Linda`^> "No. It involves lasers."
<AlcarGM> Tina: "Oh. That's all right then. How much do you need?'
<Linda`^> "How much can you give me?"

<AlcarGM> Tina: "Nice try. What do you *think* you need?"
<Linda`^> "Ten thousand?"
<Paul`> (( lol! ))
<Linda`^> "i'll take fifty dollars though."
<Linda`^> "Lasers aren't cheap you know..."
* Linda`^ munches on her m&ms and milk
<Paul`> (( the breakfast of champions! ))

<AlcarGM> Your mom nods. "Morning."She's watching the news and shakes herhead. "More super-children. The world gets stranger every year. Have you ever thought of joining one?"
<Paul`> "Um. That was actually me and some kids from school. Mitch just made up the name... apparently it makes the police happy." *seems rather embarassed*
<AlcarGM> Your mom stops in the process of flipping a pancake. "Oh...." She looks over at the TV. "I never thought to wonder - you had a earth monster try and stomp on you, son! When were you planning to tell us this?"
<Paul`> "When you asked how my first day of school went."
* Paul` grins sheepishly

<Linda`^> "We decided to get some short wave radios instead..."
<AlcarGM> Darren: "With what money?"
* Paul` makes a mental note to check into a part-time job as a firefighter
<Linda`^> "We'll find something."
<AlcarGM> Nell: "We could look into sponsors. Put Coke labels on our costumes."
<Linda`^> "Do they do that?
* Paul` looks at Nell like she's crazy
<Paul`> (( "Instead of the Arbiters, we could be the Corporate Whores! I could change my name to Pimpmaster P, and you two could be Tricksie and Moneymaker!" ))
<AlcarGM> Mrs. Veritas: "Of course. Commercials, and the like. Doctor No! and Starbucks, which apparently is a lie, is the classic example. A few other heroes, like Nike Man with superspeed, do exist. But among serious heroes it's considered tacky, at best."

<Paul`> (( if gamma waves were usable, the military would already be using them for wireless communication, given that it takes like a meter of lead to shield from them ))
<Linda`^> (( This is the comic book world... everything is possible ))
<Paul`> (( their wavelength is too long to carry useful amounts of data ))
<Johnny> (they are almost useless, really, irl)
<AlcarGM> (( They are. They just haven't told us, because the public is afraid we'll all mutate into jolly green giants ))
<Johnny> (well, unless you love cancer :P)
<Paul`> (( lol ))
<Linda`^> (( COMIC BOOK WORLD! ))
<Linda`^> (( There is no cancer in comic books ))
<Johnny> (lies :P)

<Paul`> "Heroing isn't about money, it's about Doing the Right Thing!"

<AlcarGM> (( Wayne: "I am one with the night!" Reporter: "What does that entail, exactly?" W: "Being one with the night!" R: "Like . .you're a shadow?" W: "No!" R: "I'm confused." W: "I am one .. with the night!" R: "Ah. You're hiding in the corner of the studio..." W: '"I am one with the night! You canot see me!" R: "But you're right there.." ))

<Mitch`> "Thanks for all the help, by the way. If you want a vacation or something that is legal and all, just let me know. I don't know if you're that programmed though."
* Mitch` says programmed like it means "advanced" or something
<AlcarGM> Robot: "I would like Chanukah off."
<Mitch`> "No problem."

* Johnny pulls outs a hald a dozen folded masks :P
<Mitch`> "What are those, Johnny?"
* Johnny hands 3 to mitch and 3 to Darren, "If I get partially incinerated, toss me another, would you?"
* Mitch` .. nods.
<Mitch`> "If I get partially incinerated, please keep me from dying."
* Johnny nods :P
<Johnny> "Alright, Arbiters, we ready for this?"
<Linda`^> "If I get partially inceinerated make my death quick
* Mitch` blinks.
<Mitch`> "That's grim.. Is that a new costume, Wayne?"
* Mitch` smirks

<Mitch`> "We have the technology.. we can reprogram that robot."
<Mitch`> "Better... faster... stronger.."
* Mitch` blinks a bit. :P

<Linda`^> "So we made superior man leave a bad guy... Guys I actually think this is a first..."

<AlcarGM> Your class schedule just tells you to go to room 405, east wing. All you know is your parents talked a LOT with the school and government before sending you here and pu;lled a plot of favours for whatever reason.
* Creason sighs. It's not easy being a slightly unpredictable science experiment.

<Creason> "Ah, okay. Nice to meet you, Mrs. Veritas. I'm Creason Holpepper, the new kid."
<AlcarGM> She nods. "Oh! Holepepper? I belkieve I talked with your father. He seemed quite proud of you."
* Creason takes a seat near the front... gets kinda intimidated by the closeness to the teacher, and stealthily slinks back a few seats without ever really standing up, and does this a few more times over the course of the next few minutes.

<AlcarGM> You hear a voice inside your head. <Stupid. Kids playing adult games.>
* Creason waves his hands at his head, looking around for a second.
* Creason spins his head around (just his head)
<AlcarGM> Dexter just smirks. <What're you looking at?>
<Creason> "Seriously, dude, that's annoying!"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <And your head spinning around isn't?>
* Creason turns back, raising his hand
<AlcarGM> Mrs Veritas: "Yes?"
<Creason> "He's doing the head thing again."

<Creason> "So we're supposed to practice? I don't quite get it."
<AlcarGM> Dexter looks around the room. "Who cares. What's it like, stretching? Can you stretcjh specific body parts?"
<Creason> "I dunno. What's it like to not stretch?"
* Creason stretches his fingers out all alien-like to answer the other part
<AlcarGM> Dexter: "Normal." He looks around the room, frowning. "So what's sex like if you sttetch, then?"
<AlcarGM> (( Okay, I think that went beyond 4 colour. Damn. ))
* Creason blushes, though, and doesn't answer :)
<AlcarGM> Dexter smirks, his expression at odd with his almost mechanical voice. "You're not saying you never tried?"
* Creason decides to stretch a little, weaving through a few of the desks. once he gets a firm grounding, and starts making the desks move around like a roller coaster.
<Creason> "Dude, I'm 14! That's sick!"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: "So? I was 8."
<AlcarGM> (( makes a mental note that goth telepath is really bad for 4 colour ))
<aslhk> (( goth = bad =P ))

<Creason> "You really need to find something to do with that mind of yours. Write poetry, or something."
* Creason attempts to help him up
<AlcarGM> Dexter glowers at you, which is hard to to while stopping a nose from bleeding. <Fine. I was wrong. Sorry,> sullenly.
<Creason> "Yeah, go figure. The next time someone says stop, just stop. There's no reason to be so... I dunno, evil about it? Like, I don't even want to eat."
<AlcarGM> Dexter; <I don't like people hitting me, okay?>
<AlcarGM> (( and that's why I became a superhero .. err ..let me rethink this.. :p ))
<Creason> "Dude, I was talking about the sex stuff!"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <..... oh.>

<AlcarGM> Okay. We end with you having a rather unconfortable lunch with your classmate and praying - if you are the praying sort - that you really hope the rest of the class isn't like this :p
<Creason> i sure as hell pray now. ;)
<aslhk> lol!
<AlcarGM> lol
* Creason takes his supplements, and then... uh... sits around, pretending to have lunch :)

<AlcarGM> Nell: "Well, I've got about 60 dollars to my name for spending. Any store in particular you want to go to?"
* Linda`^ thinks "Let's get something to wear tomorow for our funeral."
<AlcarGM> Nell. "... what?"
<Linda`^> "Wellmine anyway.. If my mom finds out I skipped class I'm a dead woman." With a smile, heading into the clothing store
<sparkie> But unknown to Linda that was really her latent precognition power kicking in ... what?
<Linda`^> ?
* sparkie wants dice rolled.
<Linda`^> lol

* Linda`^ picks something pink and puts it up to her chest "What do you think?"
<AlcarGM> Nell: "Well, Mitch might like it."
* Linda`^ growls and puts it back quickly
<AlcarGM> Nell grins. "You don't like?."
* Linda`^ raises an eyebrow "He's all yours if you want him.
<AlcarGM> Nell: "Hardly. Though the image of us dividing up the team for sex is delightfully twisted."
<AlcarGM> (( Nell: "Dibs on Wayne! Hah! Got you!" ))
<Linda`^> (( NOOO!! Ok, I'll take Darren, but only if he doesn't go blue on dates. ))
<Linda`^> "You're not into the orgy thing?" This is so not four color.
* Linda`^ picks up something black this time, tight as well "What about this?"
<AlcarGM> It's your fault this time. Not mine :p
<AlcarGM> Nell: "Not bad. I like it."
<AlcarGM> (( Nell: "Because I want you instead, so there!" ... or . .not :p ))
<Linda`^> (( Oh my god me too!!! Wait.. not.. four... color... bad.... images... ))

* Linda`^ tells the makeup-artist behind the counter to make her friend over, while she goes to find clothes for her.
* Linda`^ goes and picks out bright and vivid colors for nell, a skirt
<AlcarGM> Okay. The make up artist is secretly.. Ms Paint! And uses the make up to control people! Or not :)

<AlcarGM> Nell watches the TV while waiting. "I met him once, you know. Awesome Man. Years ago."
<Linda`^> "Oh yeah? What was he like?"
* Linda`^ is busy in the bathroom yelling out
<AlcarGM> Nell: "Scary. But in a good way. It's like everyone is told to be good, but was good. Wholesome. Old fahsioned. He helped me make a good choice. We all try and be heroes, but he IS one. It was rather intimidating."
<Linda`^> "What choice was that? Which color looked good on you? I don't think even he has a fasion super sense."
<AlcarGM> Nell: "Oh, just in helping my foster mom find out about me."
<Linda`^> "Find out what about you? I mean she can't be your foster mom without knowing about you..."
<AlcarGM> nell: "Well, no, but our powers are sort of the same. So he told her about me, and then met me and talked with me. Scared the other kids at the halfway house to death."
<Linda`^> "Oh, really? That's neat... So did you get his number?"
<AlcarGM> Nell: "No. I don't think he even has a phone. Really old fashioned, you know. Why?"
<Linda`^> "I wouldn't mind having some super kids with him."
<AlcarGM> Nell: "...."

<Linda`^> (( FWIW your character went through all of our heads and now everyone is mad at him ))
<Mitch`> ((Bali is not dexter! :P))
<AlcarGM> (( lol. Bali's pc isn't dexte :p ))
<Mitch`> ((.. Is he? :P))
<Linda`^> (( He's not? ))
<Baliadoc> ((No! Sweet Jesus, no!!))
<Baliadoc> ((Dexter is teh Anti-Christ!))

<AlcarGM> <Linda`^> all this time I was being nice to him because I thought he was a PC and I didn't want to make a PC go down so his player couldn't play...
<AlcarGM> Dexter has been making friends :p
<Creason> ROFL

<AlcarGM> Mr. Kimpuh: "That was the warning," flatly. The air blurs as he shakes the kid rather qukckly. Dexter shakes his head, his nose bleeding and looking rather rattled - literally.
<AlcarGM> Nell: "Er ... Mr. Kimpuh. he is a student....."
<Linda`^> "Please don't abuse my team mate Mr. Kimpuh."
* Mitch` lets the others speak for the feelings he shares!
<Creason> "Aw man, he isn't seriously gonna be on the team, is he?"
<AlcarGM> (( and Creason speaks for the other feelings everyone shares :) ))
<Mitch`> "We don't have anyone quite like him on the team already.. he'd be an asset, you know."
<Creason> "I agree with part of the word 'asset.'"

<AlcarGM> Mrs. Veritas: "Well, so far your impromtu lessons - dealing with threats - have been against superior forces." She puts a map on then table. "The very south end. Not ghetto, but mostly drugs, and drug deealers. Most of the superhero teams don't have time to deal with it. I'd like you all to try. The only threat is likely people with guns, so you'll have to be ca\freful."
<Linda`^> "You want us to tell people not to do drugs?"
<Mitch`> "ONLY?!"
<Mitch`> "ONLY guns?!"
* Mitch` gawks.
<Manus> (lol!)
<Mitch`> "I mean. I'm already busy tonight, but .. still.."
<AlcarGM> Mrs. Veritas: "Hardly. To stop drug dealers, instead. Take them down, basically." She looks at Mitch. "Yes?"
<Mitch`> "ONLY guns??"
* Mitch` blurts out, as if unable to communicate the sheer disbelief of it all, "GUNS!"

<Linda`^> perfect scenerio of someone trying to hide their powers: They get kidnapped and they make a phone like on that one movie that dials a random number.. "Ok, I've got someone.. it's a machine... Oh my god it's my home macine!" "Good tell your mom to call the police!" "I can't do that she doesn't know-- Hi mom, just me checking in, I'm going to be late tonight, bye!" "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!?" "I froze I didn't know what to do!"

<Creason> "This'll be awesome! I hope my mom finished my outfit, like she said she would."
<Mitch`> "Your costume?"
<Creason> "Well, yeah. Costume sounds kinda... Halloweenish."

<Creason> <So, would it bother you if I started projecting... I dunno, show tunes at you?>
* Creason starts singing the "OOOOOHHHHHH" in Oklahoma for a long as he can keep concentrated on it :)
<AlcarGM> (( LOL! ))
<Creason> :)
<AlcarGM> hehehe
<AlcarGM> <Manus> Never why people are cool?
<AlcarGM> <AlcarGM> You begin to hear Creason in your head singing the "OOOOOHHHHHH" in Oklahoma <That's cool?>
<AlcarGM> <Manus> Wow! Yeah, I love that song
<AlcarGM> * Manus does the same with zest =P
<AlcarGM> <AlcarGM> no reply :p
<Creason> LOL
<Creason> sweet!!

<AlcarGM> Nell: "Okay. So. Five of us, and a lot of drug dealers. Any thoughts?"
<Linda`^> "How do we even know who's a drug dealer and who's not?
* Creason gives Dexter a really dark look, and starts turning on a couple little devices, sticking some pads here and there.
* Creason grumbles at Dexter
<AlcarGM> Nell: "Good question ... will you kids please knock it off? .... I'm guessing whoever tries to shoot us."
* Creason blinks
<Creason> "You're kidding, right? You're just gonna walk around and wait for people to shoot at you?"

<Creason> "Some of those people need help! Have we gotten ahold of the police yet?"
<AlcarGM> The girl dexter helped looks around nevously, then latches onto Creason as the only person close to her age "i want to go home."
<AlcarGM> Darren: "Give me a second...." he walks outside, then shoots energy from feet, goes up, and glows, lighting the area up like a giant spotlight, then crashes down.
<Creason> "Um, totally! Are you alright now?"
<AlcarGM> Darren: "Ow..." from a middle of a hole. "Well. I hope that got someone's attention."
<AlcarGM> The girl gives Creason a confused look, then smiles. "I . .am? it's gone! It's gone! I'm ... me again..." She hugs Creason :p
* Creason looks for a phone in the room :)
<AlcarGM> Creason - there is one in the far corner :p
<Linda`^> (( Looks like somebody has a girlfriiiiieeeeeend! ))
<AlcarGM> Darren comes in, looks at the phone. "That would have been easier...."

<Nezumi> ... I read about a GM who apparently thought that since Shadowrun had an odd combination of genres, it was a comedy game. He tried to run it like Toon Cyberpunk, without prior warning. One character even got squashed by a falling safe.

<AlcarGM> Okay. Of all the ways to spend an evening, escorting a stumbling telepathic goth kid who needs make up tips home somehow never made your list of fun things to do.Wonder why.
<AlcarGM> About five blocks from the nice house Dexter looks a bit better, A lot less pale, at least. <Better.>
* Linda`^ puts his arm over her shoulder and sighs "Don't be getting any ideas about this..."

<AlcarGM> Dexter: <"friend" .... that's funny. I don't believe in friends. We use each other. It's what people do. Control. Bind.>
<Linda`^> "So you're saying you made me help you home? That you made me feel worried when you weren't feeling well? You made me come along to make sure nobody on my team got hurt?"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <... I could have.> He's silent for a long time, just walking, then <Why? Who do you .. help people, with no benefit?>
* Linda`^ shrugs
<Linda`^> "It's what I do."
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <But it's stupid! It doesn't make sense!>
<Linda`^> "Nobody said it had to make sense."
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <No, I mean ... you get nothing from it, gain nothing from it. Nothing changes. It just gets worse.>
<AlcarGM> (( nicely goth, I think :p ))

<AlcarGM> Dexter: <They don't find a cure. A month. Superspeed increases the size. Parts of her always moving fast.>
<Linda`^> "Where are you getting this!? Stoppit it's not helping! I don't want to think about that!"
* Linda`^ looks scared at her mother
<AlcarGM> Tina: "What?!"
* Linda`^ begins to cry and rushes to her room
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <From a future. I see them. Nothing definite. Just what may be. *puzzlement* Is something wrong?>
<AlcarGM> Your mother grabs your arm as you go past, not too firmly. "Linda. I don't want to think about it either. But it will be all right!"
* Linda`^ would glare a deadly glare of hush and sarcasm... if dexter were tehre...
* Linda`^ instead gives it to her mother
<AlcarGM> (( the sad part is he thinks he's helping. ))
<Linda`^> (( I know it's so sad!! ))

<AlcarGM> Dexter: <It's what doing to happen, if the cancer goes bad. All I see is that it does. 9 of 10. Sorry. Should she know? She thinks she's going to live. I could tell her.>
<Linda`^> "No! That won't help at all!"
<AlcarGM> Tina steps backwards, confused. "How won't that be right?"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <oh. *confusion* Why do you cry now and not when she is dead? Is that a hero thing?>
<Linda`^> "No, it's not its... A daughter thing..." Zoning her own mother from her vision and talking to dexter
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <But ..... I did, when my mom died. I cried for hours.> pause <Except she's not dead.> pause <Sometimes it's confusing. Is that why you cry?>

<Linda`^> could my life get any worse?

* Linda`^ sighs and goes to her window, turns off her lights and opens it quietly
<AlcarGM> Your mother doesn't hear, thankfully.
<Linda`^> (( OR is that what you want me to THINK? ))
<AlcarGM> (( or did I type that so you would think it's what I didn't want you to think when I really wanted you to think I didn't want you to think that? ))

<AlcarGM> Okay. You run rather quickly, and you're fast. After about 10 minutes, you hear gunshots ahead of you, up a street . .and a car - a convertible - coming down the street. Tho you've neve rquite seen an all black car trialing shadows before. As you get closer, it seems to *be* shadows, as if made from them. You recognize Derek and Nell. Nell seems to be slowing - or stopping - bullets from a white van following close behind.
* Linda`^ runs in the oposite direction, jumping *into* the car as it passes
<AlcarGM> lol. Okay. You leeap in the back,a nd the floor of it gives way slightly under your weight.
<Linda`^> "What... What the hell is going on here?"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <People are shooting guns. If you didn't notice?> sarcastically.
<Linda`^> "WHY ARE THEY SHOOTING GUNS!?"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <The temple didn't want me going inside. I think. I can't hear thoughts inside it. So mafia people shot at me.>
<AlcarGM> Nell: "This is making sooo much sense.."
<AlcarGM> Bullets bounce off the shield, but it's easily holding.
<Linda`^> "Why didn't you stop at the doors? Turn around and say "Thank's nevermind"?"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <...... people do that?>
<Linda`^> "YES!"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Oh. I normally get them to just let me in. It's good for free movies.>
<Linda`^> "Friends don't shoot at you either! Not with real guns, with intention to kill, while chasing you down the streets of central!"

* Linda`^ sees nell and dexter off and sulks home
* Linda`^ makes it to the tower and looks up at the balcony that is her condo... ten stories up... Happyness indeed... Now how the hell is she going to get up there?

<Alcar> alien mafia men in flying white vans.
* Alcar figured it'd be nicely 4 colour.
<Alcar> and silly.
<Alcar> cept for the missiles and guns part.
<Alcar> I *did* resist the urge for a white bronco.

<AlcarGM> <AlcarGM> Dexter: <All dark. Dark. Coming. Darkness. Fleeing. Universe get bigger. What chases it? What does it run from?!>
<Manus> lol!
<AlcarGM> is a good question, too :p
<Manus> hm!
<Manus> it is getting bigger, not running
<Manus> obviously it is watching television and eating too much
<AlcarGM> lol

* Manus pulls out a lunch box and investigates the contents, bemused.
<Manus> "I don't want to move anything. It is all in there so perfectly."
<Manus> The full lunchbox has been packed. There is not an inch of "dead space"
<AlcarGM> manus - the napkins in the box are folded very crisply. As if someone ironed them, if it was possible to iron them
<AlcarGM> even the bags are without wrinkles :)
* Manus gawks
<Manus> "Look at the lunch box! Look at this!"
<Manus> "It is practically a work of art!"
* Manus is in a world of his own =p
<Manus> "How did she do that?"
<AlcarGM> Darren looks into the box. "Wow. That's kind of scary."
* Manus nods
<Manus> "Giant robots do not frighten me at all, but I am intimidated by this lunchbox."
<AlcarGM> Darren: "I'd hate to be you at christmas."

<AlcarGM> The cafeteria is empty, except for a young in a chefs apron doling out stew. He looks surprised to see both of you come in. "I thought all students wee in the auditorium."
<_Paul_> "We're not."
<AlcarGM> Nell: "Err ... we're .. uhm... in a special class..."
<_Paul_> (( lol! ))
<_Paul_> (( *makes a retarded face* ))
<AlcarGM> (( she sucks as lying on the spot :P ))

<Manus> "Could someone else just take something out of this lunchbox?"
<Manus> "I think I'll be okay after the first thing is removed."

<AlcarGM> You hear a sound you don't like, a gun being drawn...
<AlcarGM> The "chef" fires the uzi from behind, spraying a swath of metal death at both of you :)
* _Paul_ grabs nell and dives to the floor
<AlcarGM> You hit the floor as bullets go overhead like pissed off bees.
* _Paul_ hurls his soup bowl at the chef's head with his other hand
<AlcarGM> Nell: "What the hell?!"
<AlcarGM> The bowl hits unerringly and the chef falls back, bullets spraying the ceiling as he drops the gun and hits the ground, unconscious.
* _Paul_ stands up quickly and looks around for any other assailants
<AlcarGM> No other ones in sight.
<AlcarGM> Nell scrambles to her feet. "The cook just tried to shoot us?!"
<AlcarGM> (( it's the new lunch menu ))
<AlcarGM> (( side order of columbine ))

<AlcarGM> The cafteria looks like someone hosted a small war. The middle of the room has a giant pile of melted metal on the floor that could be bullets and a lot of shrapnel and holes all over from the grenades.
<Linda`^> "Where's Nell?"
* _Paul_ looks down at Nell
<_Paul_> "It's safe now... I think."
<AlcarGM> Nell stands up behind Paul. "Safe.." She looks around. :"You have an odd idea of safe."
<_Paul_> "Safe is when you're not about to die."

<AlcarGM> 4 men, uniformed, with Big Guns. Not uzis. Something high tech .They round the corner, and point at the three of you. "No one move," one of them barks.
* _Paul_ freezes
<AlcarGM> Darren does the same.
<_Paul_> "Oh my god! Please don't hurt us! We'll never be late again!"
* _Paul_ looks scared

<_Paul_> (( well, this is working well so far ))
<_Paul_> (( a bunch of guys with huge scary guns are leading us to a pep rally ))
<_Paul_> (( worst day of school ever ))
<Manus> (( Yes! Everything is working out perfectly! ))

* _Paul_ is going to try to sneak into the crowd and sneak his way up into the rafters using his leet warfare and flight and stuff
<_Paul_> And then sneak up above where the leader dude is stealthy-like
<AlcarGM> lol. Okay. It's close, since the men are good, but it's simply too large a crowd for them to watch. You manage it, rather easily.
<_Paul_> (( man, we need dexter ;P ))
<_Paul_> (( i like how Linda`^ coopted him, potentially sacrificing the life of EVERY STUDENT IN THE SCHOOL ))
<_Paul_> (( ah well, paul has good stuff *prays* ))

<Linda`^> "Does something happen when the leader gets shot?"

<AlcarGM> Your intuition twigs you in some to see two more.. except they're in some red armour, modelled like star wars .. coming in the fire door. Their hands are glowing.
<AlcarGM> Dulchamp: "Dear God...."
<AlcarGM> The teachers, tied up rather thoroughly, ttry to get in the way but really can't....
<_Paul_> (( hm, this looks bad ))
<AlcarGM> The main doors burt open as well, but the men outside are met by Darren, who lets loose with a wide-angled blast on them, also taking iut some of the wall and runing the doors in the process :p
* _Paul_ will melt a chunk out of the support beams/stuff overhead so it drops on the guys in armor
<_Paul_> (( hopefully it's good armor! ))
<_Paul_> (( heheh ))
<_Paul_> (( but that is pretty four color, so i feel safe ;P ))
<_Paul_> (( this whole 'not killing people' thing sucks ))

<AlcarGM> Darren blasts some who withstood the first, easily, and looks down. The student body is staring.. one student on fire a little, whom they could have sworn was shot many times, and another glowing blue.
<AlcarGM> Darren: "Uh...... hi? .... we're just .. helping...." he trails off under the stares, getting stage fright :p
<_Paul_> "Is everyone ok?"

<_Paul_> <You guys wanna go get something to eat? I'm starving, and the lunch guy tried to kill me before i could eat my soup.>

<_Paul_> "Do you drive?"
<AlcarGM> Darren: "Uh, no. But I think I could go up....I felt somrthing, in there.... this is gonna look stupid..." He frowns. "Energy... low.. think . .erm.. happy..." and go upwards, rather quickly, into the sky and trailing blue light and an "oohhh shiiiii..."
* _Paul_ follows, just in case he needs some help or something
<_Paul_> (( paul has pretty much resigned himself to going with the flow, since everything is so weird here ))
<_Paul_> (( lol ))
<AlcarGM> He does manage to stop above the clouds, as least.
<AlcarGM> Darren: "Oh, wow. Err. This is weird. at least I manage straight lines... or something...." *looks down* "I can't believe I'm doing this. This is just ... cool. uh. How the hell do you find out where to go from up here? "
<_Paul_> (( second star to the right... ))

<_Paul_> "Let's go to the mall, I wanna try the cajun place."
<AlcarGM> Darren: "Right. Uh. It's cold, too." *goes down* "Okay...." You manage to make the mall, with a lot of directing, and backtracking, but you do make it and arrive safely. Well,e xcepting for when Darren sort of hits the ground, but you're good for lots of bruising and swelling.
<AlcarGM> Darren: "Okay, so I don't have landing down. I can't believe I flew. Like, in the air...."
<AlcarGM> he grins. "Do you .. do it all the time? I mean, it's like ... flying. Well, it is flying. I mean...... Oh, hell, I don't know what I mean."

<AlcarGM> The receptionist goes back to work, berating herself for not asking you out, but you're here to visit a patient, she reminds herself. .oO(but he looked so hot)
<_Paul_> (( lol ))
<_Paul_> (( l.o.l. ))
<_Paul_> (( yeah, but i hear he's a bit of a flamer, if you know what I mean ))
<AlcarGM> (( *chuckles* ))
<_Paul_> (( ;P ))
<_Paul_> (( and the punnishment continues ))

<AlcarGM> Dexter doesn't react for a good 3 minutes, then notices you, with <?? Oh. Was away. She's sleeping.>
<_Paul_> <Away where?>
* _Paul_ realizes that he's starting communicating psychically automatically, and finds that a bit odd
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <*an image, of .. lights. Pale, different colours. A field, a sky of them, like stars, all around you, each a note of a song, or voice...* Browsing. Lots of strange minds here.>
<_Paul_> <Sounds interesting! That's some power you've got.>
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <*Shrug* it's me.>
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <And not intersting. You know the most common thing, the most common emotion in your head, in anyone's head?>
<_Paul_> <What's that?>
<AlcarGM> Dexte: <Guilt.>
<_Paul_> (( *feels guilty for not guessing that* ))

<_Paul_> <Why is that, do you think?
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Because we all do things we hate, we regret, we don't like. We all suck, and we try and hide it and mostly we forget it. But it's all there. Festering, like a boil. Under everything. All the things we never did, all the things we should have been. It's the first thing in any mind, once I get below the surface and secrets.>
<AlcarGM> (( yay for goth! :p ))
<_Paul_> <What about me?>
<_Paul_> (( bwahahah ))
<_Paul_> (( paul is so going to fuck with his gothness ))
<_Paul_> (( first the death thing ))
<_Paul_> (( now the guilt thing ))
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <You have holes. Where you died. Parts -> you feel him shy away from something <harder to read.>
<_Paul_> <Guilty holes?>
<_Paul_> (( wow, that sounded a lot less dirty when i thought it ))

<_Paul_> <So what do you do for fun? *curious*>
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Fun?> ((Is fun allowed? I'm goth!)) <Float in minds. Listen.>
<AlcarGM> Dexter; <Like ... bath water. But thoughts. Drifting.>
<_Paul_> <Sort of like surfing, only through minds instead of water?>
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <*nods* No words. Words.... just move air. They don't get the real. Do you scare yourself, with what you do?> abruptly.
<_Paul_> <Not really. It's like anything, I mean, I'm sure people are really scared the first time they go skydiving or bungee jumping or whatever, but if you do it every day, you get used to it, and it just becomes normal. I was five the first time I died, I didn't know it wasn't normal for a long time.>

<_Paul_> <I guess fun is more a state of mind than anything you do, you know?>
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <like goth.>
<AlcarGM> (( :p ))
<_Paul_> <Right, I guess.>

<AlcarGM> Nell drinks more of the coffee and grins. "So am I. I guess we're better than we thought. Which is good. You okay?"
<_Paul_> "Yeah, I'm fine. Seems like Dexter ended up the worst off of all of us."
<AlcarGM> Nell: "He did?"
<_Paul_> *shrugs* "He's the only one who seems like he's still suffering anything."
<AlcarGM> Nell grins. "Maybe it's just angst. And depression. And his fashion sense."
<_Paul_> "Yeah, well, we're all the same in that we're all different in our own way, I guess. Or something."

<_Paul_> "Actually, I like Dexter, he seems like he's a really good guy at heart."
<_Paul_> "Sure he's got some problems, but who doesn't?"
<_Paul_> "Like me... I just ate, and I'm already hungry again."
<AlcarGM> Nell: "he doens't talk. and he spent last night in my dreams. THAT was weird." She shrugs. "Go eat. I'm fine, thanks to you. And thanks for the visit."
<AlcarGM> (( Paul then morphs into his Tarrasque form and..... ))

<alcar> nonsense! The PCs will survive seening the Elder Gods. They're all normal, well adjusted inviduals.
<MisterInfernalCheese> paul is the most normal, well-adjusted one of the lot
<MisterInfernalCheese> and he grew up in the ghetto, and has died and come back from the dead like 20 times
<alcar> lol. Which is sooo well adjusted :P
<MisterInfernalCheese> lol
<MisterInfernalCheese> yeah
<MisterInfernalCheese> well, he mostly thinks of himself as a normal guy
<MisterInfernalCheese> if you think of yourself as a freak, you will be
<MisterInfernalCheese> ;)
<alcar> Denial, the most important superpower :p

<aslhk> hm!
<aslhk> I don't like not-memorable as four color =P
<aslhk> that is more UA
<aslhk> not four colour1
<aslhk> victims are memorable!
<aslhk> er
<aslhk> =P
<aslhk> villains!
<alcar> lol

<Chaos`^> i need to start playing male characters more often though
<Chaos`^> i'm right in the middle of the living room where everyone can see me typing
<Chaos`^> and if they keep seeing me using girl nicks they'll think something's up
<alcar> lol!
<Chaos`^> i already think they think that
<Chaos`^> i'm affraid to play linda and sara now =(
<Chaos`^> infact i'm not in a game currently that I play a male anymore
* alcar chuckles.
<Chaos`^> you should bring back lolad 1 so.... i can play cecil again ;D

<AlcarGM> Dexter needs piercings. That's what he needs....
* AlcarGM forgot about those.
<Mitch`> :>
<Mitch`> that can be arranged
* Mitch` equips ninja sword. >:D
<AlcarGM> lol

* Linda`^ looks the leather over, and finds a long sleeved short cut vest with matching skin tight pants "These are nice."
* Mitch` looks to the mother.. :s
<AlcarGM> Tina raises an eyebrow and looks at Linda. "Please tell me you're joking."
* Mitch` takes a metaphorically symbollic step back from the ensuing dialog.. casting an eye to the men's fitting rooms, briefly.
* Linda`^ doesn't look like she's joking "Why? It looks nice, besides yo... I know alot of people who wear this stuff.."
<AlcarGM> Tina: "Leather? Maybe if you;'re a cow, or into the whole goth look, or are a couch..."
* Mitch` speaks up! "We have synthetics, if you're against leather leather." And points to a rack of pleather purses and such. :>
<Linda`^> "Fine, what would YOU like to see me in?"
* Mitch` thinks and says crisply, "My bed."
<Mitch`> ((omg j/k))
<Mitch`> ((:D))

<Mitch`> ((:D We are Sears.))
<Mitch`> ((The next supervillain of the future is going to own a mall, you know?))
<Mitch`> ((And use it to brainwash the customers, slowly and legally ;p))

<Mitch`> "It is never too late .. for justice."

<AlcarGM> Tina cools the lava coming towards her by moving at superspeed, and notices.. "Linda! Get AWAY from here!"
<Mitch`> ".. You haven't told her, have you?"
<AlcarGM> You manage to get the last of the people running away, and hopefully safe.
* Linda`^ looks at Tina and smiles and waves "Hi Mom! GOOD WORK!"
<AlcarGM> LOL!
* Linda`^ looks at mitch and shakes her head "And I don't plan on telling her."

<AlcarGM> Tina: "GET AWAY FROM HERE, YOU KIDS!"
<Linda`^> "Disapear, guys..."
* Mitch` calls out to Tina, "Relax Ma'am. I'm with Sears. The Hero Department."

<AlcarGM> Magma Lord: "YOU WILL NOT STOP ME! FIRST, THIS PITIFUL STREET - THEN THIS ZIP CODE WILL FALL BEFORE ME!"
<AlcarGM> Magma Lord: "AND THE ONE BESIDE IT, FOR THE ODD NUMBERMED HOUSES!"

<AlcarGM> A wind funnel brings *more* acid and Magma Lord screams as the AC hits as well, then literally melts into the ground with a despairing wail of "NOOO! MY PLAN! MY PLANNN! NO COOKIES FOR YOU!"
<Mitch`> ".... Cookies?"
* Mitch` shrugs and turns off the pump, checking to see how many gallons he ended up using..
<AlcarGM> lots :p
<Mitch`> ;p
* Mitch` is glad he doesn't have to.. pay..for... it..
* Mitch` looks around to see if the attendant is looking at the pump. Then will hit it to make it reset. :P

<AlcarGM> The press arrives a good 10 minutes later, via news van.
* Mitch` waves politely. And decides he is going to have fun with the press. >:D
<AlcarGM> A young cub reporter reaches you first, looking eager. "James Olson! Do you have anything to say to the press about what happened here, Mr .. uh .. who are you?"
<Mitch`> "My name isn't James!"
* Mitch` tears his nametag off before it gets filmed. :P

<AlcarGM> James Olson: "Ah .... what happened here?"
<Mitch`> "The name's James Olson. You JUST addressed me... you don't remember my name after one sentence?! Some kind of reporter you are!!"
<Mitch`> "Well, this is a gas station!"
* Mitch` gestures around him
<Mitch`> "And that, sir, is a Lava Monster."
* Mitch` makes monster noises, impersonating the Lava Monster.
<Mitch`> "Its last words were..."
* Mitch` grabs the microphone and starts gnawing on it, growling, "NOO COOKIES FOR YOUUUU!"
* Mitch` stands up proper now, as if he just didn't gnaw the microphone.
<Mitch`> "Some heroes came. I'm just on my Meal break.. I do work for Sears, you know."
<AlcarGM> James Olson: ".... Oh! Ah. What one? The Lava People? The Magmoids? Montel Man? Magma Lord? The Magmites?"
<Mitch`> "MAAAAAGMAAA!!!"
* Mitch` grabs the mic again and gnaws on it mercilessly.
* Mitch` tears off the foam part and starts chewing it. :D And awaits the reaction of the reporter.
<Linda`^> (( ROFLMAO! ))

<Creason> "Although, I suppose he'll probably just go get himself killed without anyone around to help him, now."
<Mitch`> "Or try to prove himself by killing us. Its what I'd do."
<AlcarGM> Darren: "Yeah. I'll go make sure Wayne's okay...." He goes for the lockers.
* Mitch` adds a quick, "Hypothetically speaking."
<AlcarGM> Darren stops and gives mitch a weird look, then keeps going.
* Creason raises an eyebrow at Mitch
<Mitch`> "Hypothetical, guys."

<AlcarGM> Dexter gets up, wincing. <Not. I felt it. in his head. something .. broke.>
<Creason> "Oh, that's good to hear... You alright?"
<Mitch`> "Well, yeah. I'd break if everything I was based on was smashed, too.. I think that's a normal thing."
<AlcarGM> Dexter" <Felt it. Hard. Not a good thing. No no. He was .. not sane. not .. normal. Consumed. If you're not sane, and you get broken .... what happens?>
<AlcarGM> Seeker: "Hopefully, he learns a lesson."
<Mitch`> "Dunno. I guess that's how villains are made?"
<Creason> "Dude, Mitch. You've gotta get off this villain thing. You're waaaay too into it right now."
<Mitch`> "Well, I was thinking about Magma Lord, that's all."
<Mitch`> "We fought him last night. It was weird how we could kill a monster without remorse.."
<Mitch`> "I don't like that. If we're so nice to innocents, why are we so quick to convict a creature that hasn't even had a proper education in how to act?"
* Mitch` sighs a bit, as if getting a heavy thought off his chest. :P

<AlcarGM> Dexter: <he didn't die,> absently, staring at the lockers.
<Mitch`> "Our intent, though... we were trying to kill him. .. Weren't we?"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <*blinks* No one told me we were.>
<AlcarGM> Darren begins wondering about Mitch.. :p
* Creason scoots wayyy over to the other side of the gym from Mitch

<Mitch`> "A lot of people are like pinatas.. or those caramel bunnys.."
<Mitch`> "Beneath their shell they're all gooey inside."
<Mitch`> ".. You know?"
<AlcarGM> Darren: "not from first hand experience, no."
<Mitch`> "You have this way of making me sound like I crack open people's heads and eat their brains."
* Linda`^ raises an eyebrow at mitch "Gooey?"
<Mitch`> "Gooey. You know. Those caramel filled chocolate easter eggs."
<Mitch`> "They're hard on the outside. Tough. But gooey on the inside, and soft."
<Mitch`> "Its an analogy, people!"

<Mitch`> ".. I think we should tell Ms Veritas about Wayne"
<Mitch`> "Before he flies to the hall of justice and bombs it, or something.."
<AlcarGM> (( now there is an idea.... ))
<Mitch`> "Hypothetically speaking."
<Mitch`> ((I h8 u))
<Mitch`> ((:P))
<Creason> "Dude, you think about this evil stuff a lot, don't you?"

<AlcarGM> Darren: "This is .... weird. I mean, he wasn't a friend, but he was on our side."
<Johnny> "I didn't really get to know him, really."
* Mitch` nods to Darren, in agreement.
<Johnny> "We never really talked much."
<Mitch`> "That doesn't change that fact that we have responsobilities, though... Will we have to take him down?"
<Creason> "I've seen it happen before. Normal people want to be super, to do good, so badly, that they often go evil just to accomplish it."
<Mitch`> "If so, we should do it quickly.. before he makes a plan that renders our skills useless. He knows us well."
<Mitch`> "I know the feeling.. I almost looked on e-bay for superpowers.."
<Mitch`> "In fact, I did find a classified add.."

<AlcarGM> The gorlillias try and break through the Creason barrier, but find it rather difficult. Mind you, them beating on you *hurts*, stretchy or no, but you can hold you. OY do find yourself suddenly horrified to realize you won't be able to give results to your parents, though :p
<Creason> oh crap...
<Creason> i am soooo in trouble.

<AlcarGM> Gorillas are coming up, about 1000' yards away on the stair, marching.
<AlcarGM> Linda - your cell phone rings :P
<Linda`^> Linda doesn't have a cell phone!!
<AlcarGM> (( doh! ))
<Mitch`> ((Mitch does :P))
<AlcarGM> Mitch's rings, then :p
<AlcarGM> Mitch: It's your mother. "Mitch! Just calling to see how you are today. I heard there wa some other incident at schol. Did you remember to pack your lunch?"
<AlcarGM> The gorillas spot you, and begin to charge. 10 abreast, in a realllly long row
* Linda`^ puts a wall on the stairs
<Linda`^> "I don't know how long I can hold them."
<Mitch`> "Oh. Yeah. I packed it. I also am packing an extra helping of JUSTICE. I'm fighting a gorilla army."
<Mitch`> "No, not the kind on CNN."
<Mitch`> "The kind on the Wizard of Ozz."
* Mitch` covers the receiver, saying to Linda, "My mom called me."
<Linda`^> "Mitch, hurry, we need to get down there."
<AlcarGM> "Oh! Well, make sure you don't get burned and come back safely! We're making chicken pot pie for supper."
* Mitch` looks at the gorillas, "Fine." And holds the phone in one hand and the sword in the other, and charges, while talking to his mother.
<Mitch`> "Oh boy! I love Chicken Pot Pie!"

* Linda`^ grabs mitch and turns him toward the ledge...
<Linda`^> "We're jumping it."
<Mitch`> "You want me to JUMP!?"
* Linda`^ points at the other end of the ocean "The queen's down' there."
<Mitch`> "Hey mom, if I don't come home, yell at this guy named Seeker about it."
* Mitch` is still holding the phone :P
<Mitch`> "Can we bounce such that we go over the army, L- ... "
<Linda`^> "On my count... One... Two... Three... GO!"

<Mitch`> "So, Mom, do you know Seeker?"
<Mitch`> ((:D ))
<Mitch`> "He was teaching gym.. kind of arrogant, but in a way that suggests he has the right to be."
* Mitch` talks with his mom while plummeting :P
<AlcarGM> Mitch's Mom: "I've heard of him. Oh. Drat! Your father needs to call some people about the plumbing. You be careful!"
* Linda`^ grabs mitch and pulls him off of the edge with her, sky diving all seven thousand feet, or whatnot, shield up aiming toward the other side of the ocean.
<Mitch`> "You too, Mom! See you toni- oh, uhm, I'll be coming home late tonight. I have to go talk to a friend. Bye!"
* Mitch` hangs up as they plumet :P
<Linda`^> "If we don't make it, I want you to know... I always hated your haircut."
<Mitch`> "Thanks, Linda. If we don't make it, I want you to know about my other super power. I can come back to life.. but I come back as a brain-eating zombie. I'll make a point of eating your brains first."
<Mitch`> ".. Hrm. That wasn't as good."
<Mitch`> "Oh. Right."
<Linda`^> "As long as you come back as a stylish brain eating zombie."
<Mitch`> "According to Sears, you have large thighs."

<AlcarGM> You plummet down, and down..... the air gets hot, the shield turning a pale grey, but keeping out most of the heat. You canmake out shapes now. Dozens. Hundreds. Heroes, from all over the city, flying, blasting, and shooting their way intom the horde. Looking like nothing so much as a giant wart on Gods nose, compared to the size of the army.
<Linda`^> "She has to be at the other end..." More to herself than Mitch
<Mitch`> "YOU ARE NOT CERTAIN?!"
<Mitch`> "I WOULD STRANGLE YOU IF WE WEREN'T FALLING!"

<AlcarGM> You pass through the barrer. You're standing on a ledge of a giant cavern. The air is stifling hot, and the smell of brimstone and sulpher fills the air. perhapds 300 yards to the left gorillas are coming up a staircase.. 10 abreast in an enormous row, like ants.
<AlcarGM> Looking over the ledge you can see more.. miles down..... and a faint glow that is heroes, trying to slow by the tide. YOu can't even count how many of these things there are., Billions. Or more. And they just keep coming....
<AlcarGM> Darren: "Dear God...."
<Paul`^> "Wow."
<Paul`^> "At least THIS is something I'm familiar with."
<AlcarGM> Darren stares at Paul "WHAT?!"
<Paul`^> "You know, hordes of invading demon monkies? Happens all the time in Southern Kansas."
<Paul`^> "I'm kidding."

<AlcarGM> Ypou're bonucing .. and bouncing.. and gooing .. it seems like there is no damn end to it....
<Mitch`> "This is retarded!"
<Linda`^> "It has to end sometime!"
* Mitch` gets a good bounce and then tries to dive down and slice up the ground as best he can.
<Mitch`> "No it doesn't!"
<Mitch`> "For all we know we're in hell, which for all we know didn't even exist until we got here!"
* Linda`^ stops and follows mitch down shielding around them
<Linda`^> "If you have a better idea..."
<Mitch`> "I do."
<Mitch`> "An atom bomb."
<Mitch`> "Just fly the thing right in, and all the heroes can go get lunch."
<Linda`^> "There are far too many for an atom bomb!"
<Mitch`> "If this is an illusion meant to test us, or something, I'm going to be sooo irritated."

<Mitch`> "Maybe the hive mind is just a guy in a gorilla suit with a fancy gadget."

<Paul`^> (( "WE NEED MORE TYPEWRITERS! ))
<AlcarGM> (( LOL Paul`^ ))
<Linda`^> (( ROFLMAO!! ))

<Mitch`> "Check it out, stupid cavern thing. I got one of your eggs."
<Mitch`> "And I'm hungry."
<Mitch`> "End this nonsense.."
* Mitch` tilts his head back, holding the egg above his mouth precariously.. :P
<Linda`^> (( WHen you crack it, gurgle it and then swallow it with a smile =p ))
<AlcarGM> (( lol ))
<Linda`^> (( I saw that once in a porno flick.. except it wasn't an egg... ))
* Mitch` cracks it open with his hands and lets the egg ooooze into his mouth like the caramel filling of an easter egg chocolate candy.. then swallows loudly and wipes his mouth off with his sleeve.
<Mitch`> "Or I'll eat every egg in here."
* Mitch` is so going to be sick all weekend :(
<AlcarGM> The air turns silent...\
* Mitch` grabs the second egg, with a look of rage and radiating the mood to match!
<Mitch`> "Don't think I'm joking! You must value these things!"
<Mitch`> "I take it they are your kids."
<Mitch`> "To me they are CANDY!"
<Paul`^> (( LOL ))

<Paul`^> "I'm doing great! A little hungry, though."
* Mitch` blinks and takes of the ninja t-shirt. :P
<Mitch`> "That thing is so hot its not funny..."
<Linda`^> "Paul, you hardly did anything... I had to keep mitch running... do you have any idea how hard it is to lead mitch into something?"
<Mitch`> "Its a matter of knowing what you're about to do."
<Paul`^> "How hard is it?"
<Linda`^> "IMPOSSIBLE! I actually had to drag him off the cliff to get here!"

<Creason`> <I don't... think I can see. Did it go dark?>
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <n - no.... are you .. hurt?>
<Creason`> <I can't really feel anything? It's weird. Whatever I just did, I've never done it before...>
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Wait....> you feel a slight presure. <Oh. I think you're harder. I can't get shadow through it.> Long pause. <Can you stop it? I thin kthe heroes are coming, and I doubt you want them cutting through you.>
<Creason`> <Good point. Hold on... Right. Just a second...>
<Creason`> <... Um... there's a problem.>
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <What KIND of problem?>
<Creason`> <Nothing's happening. I'm trying to relax. And i'm not changing.>
* Creason` sounds really scared
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Oh *giggles* this is kind of funny. hey come, and can't leave ...... sorry. tired. try ..... will a change? to soft?>

<Paul`^> "Did I miss anything this morning in class?"
<Linda`^> "Only the EVIL SEEKER"
<Mitch`> "No, Paul. Wayne went crazy."
<Mitch`> "Seeker wasn't evil.."
<Mitch`> ".. He's just pragmatically just."
<Paul`^> "Wow, what happened?!"
<Mitch`> "With a mullet, he would be Amazing."
<Linda`^> "Yes he was, he has secrets and he made wayne go insane and nearly did the same to dexter. If that's not evil..."

<Mitch`> "Evil is doing so for a bad purpose. Didn't you listen to him at all?"
<Mitch`> "He said that Wayne would DIE in the field. DIE stupidly."
<Linda`^> "He did it because I challenged his authority, all he had to do was apolligize! that's it! NOPE he had to make dexter cry!"
<Mitch`> "You ALWAYS challenge authority!"
<Linda`^> "Wayne had powers other places, he could have suggested adifferent path for wayne, not just shoot him down where he stood!"
<Mitch`> "I mean. A hero that works above the law is not a safe hero!"
<Linda`^> "BECAUSE AUTHORITY NEEDS A GOOD CHALLENGE!"
<Mitch`> "You get into the Superior Man stuff!"
<Mitch`> "I BEG TO DIFFER!"

<AlcarGM> Awesome Man looks back and forth between the two of you, then at paul, the says "Ah. Good to see young lovers letting off some steam."
<Linda`^> "HE WAS WRONG!"
<Mitch`> "YES HE IS WRONG!"
* Mitch` glares at Awesome Man
<Mitch`> ((:P))
<Linda`^> "THEN WHAT ARE WE ARGUEING ABOUT!?"
<Mitch`> "That was NOT Awesome."

* Mitch` glaaaares
* Linda`^ glares back
<Mitch`> "I could say something mean."
<Mitch`> "But my father told me never to make a girl cry."
<Linda`^> "I don't cry."
<Mitch`> "I just ate someone's children. Don't think I couldn't make you cry."
* Linda`^ gives him a challenging glare
<Paul`^> "..."
* Mitch` does not return it
* Paul`^ flies on ahead, leaving the two to bicker

<Creason`> "Can we not have that happen again anytime soon?"
<AlcarGM> Darren: "I'd like it if it never happened again."
<Johnny> "Indeed."

<The_Computer> Tass 15d6: 54
* The_Computer rolled too high.
* The_Computer demands Tass reroll for a lower result
<Tass> 15d6
<The_Computer> Tass 15d6: 46
<The_Computer> better.
<Tass> still, its around 50
<Tass> 15d6
<The_Computer> Tass 15d6: 50
<Tass> :D
<alcar> ...

<Alicia> Stay right where you are. A Feminist Special Ops Team will be there shortly. :P
<kentari> I'll take them all on.
<kentari> With my Y chromosone. >:E
<Alicia> LOL
<kentari> The Y stands for YES

<kentari> ZOMG
<kentari> A TEAM OF VILLAINS THAT DISGUISES AS A BOY BAND!
<kentari> >:D
<alcar> ROFL!
<alcar> Oh yeah :p
<alcar> That would rock.
<alcar> Especially if they find out they like being the band more than villains.
<alcar> "And, hey, we're icons. We'll just get out anyway."
<alcar> we gotta make em :p
<kentari> :> I will work on it later!
<kentari> They will be high school students
<kentari> so we can actually meet them ;p
<kentari> I'll say they got on "Making the Band" and were brainwashed into a life of crime by an evil manager

<Keolah> MegaTitleGen: <Sleeping Civilization> <The Second Life> <Legal Magic>
<alcar> Legal magic would rock. "And now, by subsection Xvii, paragraph b, referring to page 231 of Volume 2 of the magician vs. the universe, I conjure thee by this incantation . .saving for the warranty, which reads as follows .... wait, where was I?"
<Lev> 'whenever someone casts a spell they must list the law that allows or dissalows it'
<Tia> good way to prevent ANY magic =P
<alcar> IN NO EVENT SHALL THE POWERS GRANTING MAGIC OR ITS SUPPLIERS BE LIABLE FOR ANY DAMAGES WHATSOEVER INCLUDING DIRECT, INDIRECT, INCIDENTAL, CONSEQUENTIAL, LOSS OF BUSINESS PROFITS OR SPECIAL DAMAGES, EVEN IF THE POWERS GRANTING MAGIC OR ITS SUPPLIERS HAVE BEEN ADVISED OF THE POSSIBILITY OF SUCH DAMAGES
* alcar always liked that part of warranties.
<Lev> you forgot acts of god
<alcar> that would be a 200 page appendix to the novel :p
<Lev> hahah that it would

<alcar> Hm. Tass, is the White Wolf version of HOL the same as the other one?
<Tass> they have a white wolf version of hol?!
<Tass> wait
<Tass> is it published by black dog?
<alcar> Released by White Wolf in 1994 under the Black Dog Adults Only Imprint
<Tass> might be the same thing
<Tass> I only know of one HOL
<Tass> that sounded bad :P

<AlcarGM> http://www.geocities.com/alternity1/hero/awesomeman.jpg is awesome man, for reference :p
<Creason> heh, gotcha
<Creason> wow. he really does look awesome.
<AlcarGM> lol.
<AlcarGM> That's good then :)

<Linda`^> "What are those pills for?"
<Creason> "Mmm? That's my lunch."
<Linda`^> "Your lunch? What the heck kinda lunch is that?"
<Creason> "It's the kinda lunch someone with a constantly changing internal structure eats. My parents aren't too sure I can handle solid foods."
* Linda`^ blinks, and nods
<Linda`^> "So if you're so stretchy does.. Nevermind."
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <It does,> very amused.
<AlcarGM> Dexter:<I asked him.>
<Creason> "Dude! Shut up! Geez!"
* Linda`^ looks wide eyed at Dexter, then at Creason

<AlcarGM> Dexter: <*smirks*>
<Creason> <Dude! You really suck!>
<Creason> <See if I lose control of my genetics to save your scrawny hide again... sheesh.>
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Of course I suck .. what's your problem?>
<Creason> <Aw shut up. It's been a long weekend.>
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Oh? Your parents tested you more?>
<Creason> <... I turned into some sort of bizarre metal while fighting off a horde of Doom Apes. Yes, they tested me!>

<Mitch`> "I say we worry about a leader when we need one.. if we make a defined structure, we give our enemies a weakpoint to attack."
<AlcarGM> Darren: "Why not have a fake leader then? So it's not really a weak point?"
<Creason> "Hey, good idea Darren!"
<Mitch`> "That's not a bad idea."
<Linda`^> "A fake leader? Well a leader and a subleader would be ok... I mean we can take care of ourselves but someone needs to be incharge of figuring out who needs to be where. I mean it's mroe a matter of knowing what they can do, as it is to where they are best placed."
<Mitch`> ".. Sub? We go from having one title to actually having a pecking order. I'm not liking this."
<Mitch`> "The quickest way to break up a team is to try to decide who has the most important role."

<AlcarGM> Darren: "Why were you late? Can't you just .... bounce to school, or something?"
<Mitch`> "I'm sure his parents wouldn't approve."
<Creason> "I do that swinging thing, most of the time. My parents are just... excited, about my development over the past few days. It's been a rought weekend..."
* Creason heads for the gym while we talk, getting back into his costume
<AlcarGM> Darren: "What, they tied you to a table and took blood samples and stuff?"
* Mitch` blinks, "Just as I don't want to know what Linda and Nell do, Darren.. I don't want to know what Creason's parents do, either.."
<AlcarGM> Darren: ".... that's just sick."
<Mitch`> "Dude. You so have a dirty mind. There's no denying it."
<AlcarGM> Darren: "Me?!"
<Creason> "You really don't want to know what I went through. It was... tiring."

<AlcarGM> Awesome Man: "Actually, in 20 minutes now. Grapevine. There's two jewelry shopson Brantford s4treet, Hodkings and Son and Emerald City."
<Mitch`> "We had better hurry! Which one do we choose? Or should we split up and cover both?"
* Mitch` ponders a bit, "Maybe Creason and I could take one. Darren, Dexter, think you could handle the other?"
<Creason> "What would make the most sense? You're the one who's good at this stuff." *to Mitch*
<Mitch`> ((buahaha. :P We call that convenient division. ))
<Creason> ((heh))
<AlcarGM> Darren nods. "Sure."
* Mitch` looks at Creason, "Well, I just thought that since their names both started with D, that it kind of made sense..?" \
<Creason> "The simplest tactic is generally the soundest."
<Mitch`> "So we'll go to the Emerald City. Dexter, keep in touch!"

<Mitch`> "These were for lunches. But they will make fine masks!"
* Mitch` passes one out to each hero-in-waiting present. :P
* Creason already has one of them Robin-esque masks on, so he's good :)
<AlcarGM> Dexter stares at it. Then shrugs and puts it on :p
<Mitch`> "One sec, Dex."
<Mitch`> "Don't move."
<Creason> "I am so not walking out into the hall with one of those on. Some of those normal girls are hot!"
<AlcarGM> Dexter frowns, but doesn't move.
* Mitch` pulls out a sharpie and draws a big smilie face on Dexter's, before poking eye holes on it (this is after he has put it on)
<Mitch`> "There. Perfect."
<Mitch`> "No one will suspect!"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <And what would you do with them? Stretch them a lot?>
<Creason> "You know, I'm trying, and you're totally ruining it!"

* Linda`^ checks Nell's drawers
<AlcarGM> she's not here, so you can't. Hah!
<AlcarGM> that was horrible :p
<Linda`^> yes

* Mitch` gets up from behind the counter or wherever with his ninja shirt on, and is holding the two silver letter openers... and runs to where dexter is, to help! By hurting werewolves! :P
<AlcarGM> Mitch breaks the display case. The saleswoman gives him a cold look.
<SilverHorse> << Egads quit saying silver, I keep running up the stairs all happy someone wants to talk to me >>

<Creason> hmm... just so you know, i'm gonna try sending a pair of arms back into the jewelry store. I'm gonna try and steal all the jade stuff before Flit can :)
<Creason> mostly i'm just gonna put it somewhere altogether, but i want to make sure she isn't getting it while we're distracted :)
<AlcarGM> lol!

<AlcarGM> The 2nd flunky leaps for Mitch, who was thrwn int the door of the starbucks :p
<Mitch`> "Gah!"
* Mitch` tumbles around, "Didn't work!"
* Mitch` looks around realy quick, "Oh, Duh!"
* Mitch` throws the letter openers at both of the flunky's eyes! >:E
<Mitch`> ((At the same time! In one fluid motion of doom! :P))
<AlcarGM> The flunky wolf continues forward by pure momentum, howling in agony and hots the doors with a scream of pain, trying to get the letter openers out of its eyes
<AlcarGM> (( and that's NOT a four colour move, fyi :p ))
<Mitch`> ((oh... :P oops... :/))

<Creason> (smart jewelry thiefs suck.)

<AlcarGM> The saleswomen from the Emerald City comes out, waving her hand at Creason. "Him! THat's the one who robbed my store!"
* Mitch` looks to the Officer, "This girl, she could teleport. She left her arm, though."
<Mitch`> "I guess some powers end up costing up .. an.."
* Mitch` bites his lip again.
<AlcarGM> She stumbles over the emeralds Creason brought outside.. and is abit confuse.d "And that, one .. he stole letter openers!"
* Mitch` points to the woman, "THAT CRAZY WOMAN TRIED TO KILL ME!"
<Creason> "Gah! Woman, we were trying to save your stuff from being stolen! Relax!"
<AlcarGM> The police officer counts to 20, then asks, patiently, for your names :p
<Mitch`> "HER PRICES ARE SO HIGH THAT THEY ARE ALMOST A CRIME IN AND OF THEMSELVES!"
<Creason> "Mitch, dude?"
* Mitch` gives "Mr. Fix-It" as his name ;p
* Mitch` looks very angry!
<Creason> "Breath. And stop helping."

<Mitch`> "Yeah, but .. this isn't the kind of work that'll make us look good. Is it?"
<Creason> "We'll get her. Hopefully this won't hurt business around here too much."
* Creason shrugs at Mitch
<Mitch`> "I mean, I freaked out and stabbed the guy's EYES. And then I ended up having her arm on my hands.. this just isn't a good day, I don't think."
<Mitch`> "It was weird, though, because I was holding onto her arm. I think that's what made it stay behind."
<Creason> "Look, we're still learning. Chalk it up to experience. And, uh... don't throw letter openers into peoples' eyes."

<Linda`^> (( I'd like you all to know, that every time I was with you, you never got SHOT or BITTEN... bruises can't be helped. ))
<Mitch`> ((Yeah well I have the guts to throw letter openers at people's eyes to keep my team safe! :P))
<Creason> ((what're you talkin' about!? I've been shot AND bitten when you were around!))
<Mitch`> ((Hey.. yeah!))
<Mitch`> ((I've suffered all kinds of pains for Linda! :P))

* Mitch` claps his hands, "I have it!"
<Mitch`> "She might come back for her arm!"
<Mitch`> "If we keep track of that arm, we may be able to find her without looking very hard at all."
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <What's she going to do, glue it back on?>
* Mitch` shrugs, "Teleport right next to it? I dunno. Wouldn't you come back for your arm, though?"
<Mitch`> "I mean her mother gave that arm to her, for crying out loud! Its not something you casually part with!"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Oh, yes. She can keep it as a converation piece.>
* Mitch` rolls his eyes, and then recalls how difficult it would be to do so if there were letter openers in them, and sighs.

<AlcarGM> btw, arm wasn't bleeding. The wound sealed itself when she jumped
<Mitch`> Ah. Thank goodness
<Mitch`> :P
<AlcarGM> lol. That's good? :p
<Mitch`> Mitch doesn't want the poor girl to DIE :P
<Mitch`> He wants her to go to Re-Education :D
<AlcarGM> lol!

<Mitch`> duuuude
<Mitch`> I should have kept her arm.
<Mitch`> Best. Back scratcher. Ever.

<Creason> "Hey Mitch, this sounds weird, but see if you can get me a sample from her arm. I might be able to analyze it at home. And my parents might have a way of tracking her or something. They always seem to know when I'm doing something I shouldn't..."

<SilverHorse> Hey alcar..
<SilverHorse> We need to do some damn UH
<SilverHorse> Its been six months! Which means its time!
<alcar> lol SH. True :p
<SilverHorse> Put it in the topic!! :D!
<alcar> But Caltak hasn't been around lately while Bali has, which is a weird switch :)
<SilverHorse> I saw him on AIM last night..
<SilverHorse> I'll make him come
<SilverHorse> Set a date.. next week?
<alcar> setting a date would require having time.
* SilverHorse cries
<SilverHorse> I need my psycopathic healer stress relief

<Chaos`GM^> She leads you through some drab grey halls, you see no one on your way to the council circle. There are five Jedi awaiting you, one small purple one, and four humans. They watch you arive and Marii approaches them "Council, this is Mrlii Jacob spoke of." They nod in turn and the small purple one looks at you and waves you to walk forward "Aproach young one." In a voice that would remind your player of frank oz for some reason
<Mrlii> (( who is....? :p ))
<Mrlii> (( asks the players ))
* Mrlii blinks a few times, the solmenity of the situation finally sinking in a little and comes closer, twitching her nose nervously.
<Chaos`GM^> (( He did the voice of Yoda =p ))
<Mrlii> (( ah :p ))
<Chaos`GM^> They all look you over, the purple one talks first "Why are you here young one?"
* Mrlii looks rather surprised and blurts out "You don't know?"
* Mrlii scrunched her brow and frowns. "But .. if you don't know, I could be in the wrong room. I was told it's about becoming a jedi." *looks worried* "She did call you the Jedi Council, right?"
<Chaos`GM^> "We are. Why do you want to become a Jedi?"
* Mrlii is considerably relieved about that. "Well, I was asked, and it's better than making tapestries like mom does. They're good, though! You should get one. But I don't make good ones. And I like to learn things. And jedi help people. I'd like to help people. If that's okay with you?"

<Chaos`GM^> "I sense Anxiety in you. Anxiety is of the dark side." He watches you.
<Mrlii> "Oh! It is? My dad gets really nervous speaking to crowds. Is he of the dark side? Because mom always says he's trying her patience. I hope he's not. I like my dad."

<Chaos`GM^> "Building your strength in the force will tempt you to turn to the dark side. Can you handle the temptations the dark side offers?"
* Mrlii bites her lip, thinking. "What does it offer? I've never heard of this. I mean, I've been offered alf alfa, from strangers, and said no. And free rides i always bad, like mom said. She doesn't like free stuff. She says it costs too much.:"

<Mrlii> (( wait .. if vanity is bad, do all Jedi have permanent bad hair days? ))

<Chaos`GM^> You feel your arms tingle as if they're falling asleep, perhaps it's the fact that you've been zapped there so many times... Your arms seem to move themselves and you hear the voom of the blade as it swishes and a zap as a blaster bolt hit's the blade. "Good!" Marii says "We will break now."
<Mrlii> "Wow.... .it's like they weren't my arms...."
<Chaos`GM^> "They were your arms, they were just guided by the force. You'll have to excuse me, I must speak with a few of the other masters."
<Mrlii> (( "It's like they were tentacl .. Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Krugman R'lyeh wagn'nagl fhtagn! Aiiiiiii!!! ))

<Mrlii> "What's Koobla cream?"
<Chaos`GM^> "Mmm... It's really sweet and thick and creamy... and it tastes so good... We never get any here, but my master takes me when we do something big."
<Chaos`GM^> (( He soundsl ike a slave. ))
<Mrlii> (( But..what kind? asks the player who begins picturing Jedi BDSM ))
<Chaos`GM^> (( Bah... ))
<Chaos`GM^> "Mmm... It's really sweet and thick and creamy... and it tastes so good... We never get any here, but Master Tek takes me when we do something big."
<Mrlii> (( and that image only feeds the S&M part... ))

<Mitch`> omg
<Mitch`> I watch CSI
<Mitch`> this is my ELEMENT
<Mitch`> :P

<AlcarGM> Darren: "Makes sense.... shall we go, then?"
<AlcarGM> Darren: "Err .. after asking about classes....?
<AlcarGM> Mrs. Veritas grins at that. "It's not a problem."
<Creason> "Um... you don't mind us skipping homeroom, do you Mrs. Veritas?"
* Creason breaths a sigh of relief
<Creason> (damn, you type faster, for having to be 7 people...)
<AlcarGM> (( lol ))

<Mitch`> "I was born ready. Ready ... for justice."
<AlcarGM> (( at that point, Mitch suffers from a sudden bowel movement of injustice ))
<Mitch`> ((lol Creason's superpower is having bowel movements))
<Mitch`> ((along with other organs moving ;p))
<Creason> ((lol))

* Mitch` pulls out his jumpsuit-like black suit, which he just steps into. :P Its stretchy lycra lined with some sort of metal here and there!
* Mitch` looks around for a second, and puts on his Ninja Shirt mask, and grabs his trusty confiscated ninja sword.. just in case!
<Creason> ((... rofl))
<Mitch`> "I think I might change my hero name to .. All That is Ninja."
<Creason> ((I like how your costume description grows each time you put it on, Mitch :))
<Linda`^> "Ninja? you look like a.... We should go."
<Mitch`> ((Well each time I read the last one and clarify it. :P))
<Mitch`> ((I'm in a costuming class, too. So each session, I know more!))
<Mitch`> ((Like today I learned about darts. :>))

* Linda`^ points to the dirty bathroom "It was spotless yesterday, but I could feel it if I ran my finger across it."
<Linda`^> "I thought it was invisible dirt from somewhere."
<Mitch`> "Hrmmm...."
* Mitch` goes into the bathroom..
<Mitch`> "You ran your finger accross it? That means you planted your finger prints.. hopefully the police don't notice."
* Mitch` nearly puts his nose up to the wall as he stares at the dirt..
* Linda`^ rolls her eyes "I was her friend, I would have had my finger prints in here anyway."
<AlcarGM> (( no .. comment..... ))

<Mitch`> "That's weird.."
<Mitch`> "Nell took showers .. right?"
* Mitch` ponders... "You know..."
<Mitch`> "This is just weird."
<Linda`^> "If you ask me, it's probably just her father's dirt.."
<Linda`^> "Maybe he was trying to wash his hands of his crimes, and left it all over the bathroom."
<Mitch`> "What is his dirt doing here?"
<Mitch`> "Is this metaphysical dirt, or something? "
<AlcarGM> Darren: "Maybe it's just dirt. Nell might not have kept a sparkling clean bathroom...."

* Linda`^ snaps her fingers "That's it! It was HER father! The Native american man! That's right! He told me to stay away from nell... SO he's mad at ME... But what does that mean?"
<AlcarGM> Darren looks at Linda.. "what?"
<Mitch`> "Huuuuuh?"
<Linda`^> "Nell and I went to this club the other say, and I saw this man and he told me to stay away from his daughter... nell said she didn't know her father or something like that... I figured he was mistaken."
<Linda`^> "But if I saw him then... This would be... Tuesday... He would have been out of jail at that time!"
<Mitch`> "You actually SAW this guy? And .. why did he want you to stay away from her? What were you two doing at a club together...?"
<Linda`^> "We were looking for... a companion..." Raising an eyebrow as if this explains itself.
<Mitch`> "So you were picking up chicks with her?"
<Mitch`> "I mean. Guys."
<Mitch`> "I'm used to saying that to other guys."
* Mitch` turns around and looks at the wall a bit more!

<AlcarGM> Creason, Darren, Linda and Mitch reach the site of the battle... and nothing is there. Just a .... weird black hole.....
<Mitch`> "... Should we go inside?"
<Creason> "Maybe I should take a look real quick?"
<AlcarGM> Darren: "What if you can't get out...?"
<Creason> "I'm just gonna stick my head in. Make sure I don't go too far away, eh?"
* Creason extends his head slightly to demonstrate
<AlcarGM> He nods. "Be careful."
* Mitch` nods as well.
<Mitch`> "We should each grab a leg, Darren."
* Mitch` grabs one! :P
* Creason wraps his arms around a couple of buildings, just to make sure, and pops his head on in!
* Creason is then immediately killed when his head is ripped off in the swirling vortex of a singularity
<Mitch`> (("We don't tell his mother a word of this."))
<Creason> (("He fell down the stairs."))

* Mitch`2 snags the cuffs and the gun. :P
<AlcarGM> k :)
<Mitch`2> They might come in very useful!
<Mitch`2> :P
<AlcarGM> of course. Mitch can have bondage with mitch! Top and bottom!
<AlcarGM> Or not :)

<Linda`^> "So where's Nell damnit..." TO herself seeming worried
<Mitch`2> "Relax.. if all we were worried about was her father .."
<Mitch`> "And her father's now dead.."
<Mitch`2> "Doesn't that make her safe?"
<Creason> "Unless, say, she can't get out of where ever she is and will die if we don't find her, dude!"
<Linda`^> "No, not if she killed him!"
<Creason> "Linda? I think this was pretty much all us."
<Mitch`> "You sure?"
<Mitch`> "I think he was dead when things started fading."
<Mitch`> "We were inside him and him was fading."
<Mitch`2> "It makes sense.."
* Mitch`2 nods. :P

<Linda`^> "Wait, it hadn't crumbled completely when we left... That means he's still alive!"
* Mitch` slaps his forehead.
<Creason> "Oh, you didn't see it when I got out. It was pretty much gone."
<Mitch`> "It means we're lucky we got out in time, Linda!"
<Creason> "You should stop worrying so much, Linda."
* Linda`^ rubs her temples "Ok... ok..."
<Mitch`> "We still need to figure out if this is reality."
* Johnny pinches Mitch`

<Mitch`2> "Uhh... The might of the mullet?"
* Mitch` shrugs helplessly :P
<Mitch`> "That's .. uhm .. my twin brother."
<Johnny> "No, really, clone ray, what?"
<Mitch`> "I don't know."
<Mitch`> "Metallo or whoever was messing with my head. When everything went back to normal, I was like this."
<Johnny> "You're switching lines in your conversation!
* Mitch` looks around.
<Johnny> "Thats why I'm assuming its something more."
<Mitch`2> "Come play with us, Johnny.."
<Mitch`> "Come play with us, Johnny.."
<Mitch`> "I just always wanted to see someone do that in real life."
<Johnny> "See? Thats just this children of the Corn crap that I don't need." :P

<Johnny> "We have creason."
<Johnny> 'We don't need no steeenkin car."
<Johnny> "But sure."
* Johnny heads outside, rushing like :P
* Linda`^ is already running south
<Creason> "Crap. Let's get moving. Darren, grab whoever you can."
<Mitch`> "Indeed."
* Mitch` follows!
* Creason wraps up as many people as he can get a hand on and starts swinging, picking up Linda on the way
* Linda`^ gets picked up
<Linda`^> "We need to hurry!"
<Creason> "I'm working on it. Some of you REALLY need to diet!"
* Creason goes as fast as he can :)

<Johnny> "We breaking the doors, or can anyone pick a mean lock?"
* Creason looks at Mitch for the door thing. This seems to be his area of specialty
<AlcarGM> Darren: "never picked a lock before. Why not knock on the door?"
<Mitch`> "Yeah.. knocking works.."
* Johnny tries the main door when he gets there, to see if its plain old open
* Mitch`2 saunters up and knocks on the door..
<Creason> ((see? i was totally right.))

* Mitch`2 pulls out his ninja-sword.. :P
<Mitch`2> "Ancient lockpick."
<Johnny> "Maybe I should take point, Mitch, that sword might conduct."
<AlcarGM> Mitch - old fashioned skeleton key style door.
<Mitch`2> "Ehh.. in that case.."
* Mitch`2 hands Johnny his sword. :P
* Johnny hands it back :P
* Johnny commences to peel the door :P
<Mitch`2> "Woah! Stop! Damages, remember?!"
<Johnny> "Ah."
<Mitch`2> "Doors like this are rare."
* Johnny peels the lock, then :P
<Mitch`2> "Just peel out the lock"
<AlcarGM> Darren: "Guys... we've been inside someones head.... we've seen dead bodies.. and we're being slowed down by a DOOR?!"
<Mitch`> "We're being slowed down because we're being NICE to a door."

<Johnny> "Anyone got containment for denise!?"
<Mitch`2> "Yeah!"
* Mitch`2 pulls out some cuffs.
<Mitch`2> "Gotchya covered."
* Johnny holds her wrists to the guard rail
<Creason> "Dude! You're gonna cuff her? That's horrible."
<Johnny> "We have no choice, or time!"
<Mitch`2> "Dude! Scissors to the chest!"

* Mitch`2 checks his pockets to see if he's got another set of cuffs.. just to be safe. :P
<AlcarGM> of course!
<AlcarGM> There're monogramed LL
<AlcarGM> :p
<Mitch`2> Weiiird. :P
<Mitch`2> oh
<Mitch`2> loise lane :P
<AlcarGM> nope, other LL :p
<AlcarGM> bald :p
<Mitch`2> ohhhh
<Mitch`2> :P

<AlcarGM> A voice.. from the crowd? loutside it? the playdoh? whispers through the room. "Messenger . .are you the soul...?"
* Creason watches from the door, somewhat stupefied by what's going on.
<Mitch`> "Uhm ... "
* Mitch` waits to see if this works before tackling that question. :P
<AlcarGM> Darren stands by Creason, looking rather wary.
<AlcarGM> No reaction Mitch. They all just stare at you .....
<Creason> "He's going to wake them up, they're going to go crazy, and I'm going to have to go on crowd control while a telepath beats the crap out of my mind. This is going to be great."
<Mitch`> "The Soul is The Soul."
<Mitch`> "To ponder beyond that is to INVITE ITS WRATH."
* Mitch` shakes the play-doh, to illustrate the scariness of wrath.
<AlcarGM> Crowd-voice: "Tekeli-li Tekeli-li...." over and over....
<Mitch`> "ARGH! Stop! That's freaky! Just go back to singing."
<Mitch`> ".. But sing something by Styx."

<Mitch`2> Dude that was messed up on all kinds of levels
<Mitch`2> I'm going to be scared at circle time tomorrow with the kindergarteners

* Johnny stops at the playdoh mound, though, and picks it up :P
* Johnny proceeds to move around to everyone and break off a hunk and hand some portion of it to everyone
<Johnny> (assuming they take it :P)
<Mitch`> "This is deplorable."
* Mitch` gasps at Johnny
<Mitch`> "You just ruined the hivemind! Or something!"
<Mitch`> "Do you even understand the play-doh?!"

* Creason proceeds to squeeze through, and tries to open the door from the other side... unless he's attacked to death :)
* Johnny waits for creason to work his mojo before he forces the door
* Creason REALLY tries to open the door now
<AlcarGM> Johnny rends his way through the door. ... on the other side, a hallway, wide. IN the middle of it Nell, tied up, unconscious. Around her, some .. circle? ... drawn in symbols that you can't look at without your head hurting, and don't make sense - or make too much sense. Moving around the circle is a woman who looks a bit like Nell, older, skin sagging. .and eyeslike a strill, dark night,m eyes that have looked right into Hell.
<AlcarGM> Creason helps from his end, rather desperate :p
<Mitch`2> "God damnit.. this is not what we need right now."
<AlcarGM> Darren: "What. The. Hell?!"
* Mitch`2 pulls out the gun he "borrowed" and just shoots the woman. In the arm. :P
<Mitch`2> ((well.. no.. that's not 4 color :P))
<AlcarGM> (( you think? :p ))
<Mitch`2> ((I am beginning to feel the limitations of this genre! :P))

<AlcarGM> The woman blinks as Creason tries to stop her and smiles, so sweetly it's even more scary than the chanting she was doing. "it's too late, dear. I opened the door. The sins of the father musn't be passed down."
* Mitch` rolls his eyes, a little. :P
<Mitch`2> "Lady .."
<AlcarGM> Johnny - a few cracks emerge, going through the circle. The cracks.. begin to glow with a sickly green light....
<Creason> "Ma'am, you can't kill her! That's just not right!"
<Mitch`2> ".. Pro-Choice has a statute of limitations."
<AlcarGM> Nell's mother doens't seem to hear you, if she even can anymore... "It was so dark.. so I let the light in.... so bright..... like a ... star....." For a moment,she almost seems to see you, then smiles .. "Nice doggy. Tindy .. wants to play?" to somehting no one else can see

<alcar> and if you think having your father be a big time villain and your mother driven so insane by daddy that she becomes a cthulhu cultst is weird.. Nell is just an NPC. Imagine what I have planned for pcs via backgrounds :P
<alcar> Hm. I doubt the last will help get Tass to finish his pc :p
<Baliadoc> rofl
<Baliadoc> i am worried ;)

<Chaos`^> Oh! your character is going to be quizzed about the jedi code too... =p might wanna look it up, just in case, it's in the players handbook under... The jedi code
<Chaos`^> it's under the force subsection 'the jedi'
<alcar> can I just make things up instead?
* alcar could quote zarathustra!
<Chaos`^> ah no
<Chaos`^> 'cause that'll get you killed bad!! =p
<Chaos`^> or not
<Chaos`^> Just remember, there is no emotion; there is peace and the rest will come t you... or not
<Chaos`^> that's all you need to remember about the code, is tht first quote
<Chaos`^> it's a little oath/poem/stupid thing
<alcar> I have my version of it.
<alcar> There is no emotion; there are emoticons. There is no ignorance; there is /ignore. There is no passion; there is trolling. There is no death; there is the /quit.
<Chaos`^> I've got that lightsaber construction book i sent you and we'll start doing that as well
<Chaos`^> ...
<Chaos`^> That's funny!

<alcar> damn it. I hate having to read the jedi code. It makes me want to kill someone.
* alcar keeps mentally ticking off "propaganda"
<alcar> "The Jedi who heeds not the council of the Force, to the dark side listens" .. uh, but the Force is composed of BOTH sides. *ding* Nice try, but you lose.
<Alicia> Yeah, that is a little messed up
<alcar> so the jedi code is nothing more than propaganda to get people to use the Light side, but that's wrong since the force is BOTH sides, in harmony.
<alcar> but due to the lies they're fed, neither side'll see that
<alcar> my PC shall point that out, if only to drive Chaos nuts :p

* alcar sighs. I should have made my PC smarter. She's too nice to say things like "So, us subjective people will come up with an objective view?"
<kentari> It is my beleif that an objective VIEW can never exist
<kentari> objective means no conclusions are drawn
<kentari> the closest you could get is logic :P
<Alicia> I like logic
<Alicia> ...
* Alicia CRIES at the thought of Jedi Spock
<alcar> ooh Alicia! Thank you! That should have been my pc :p
<alcar> turn the Enterprise all into jedi.
<alcar> That would rock.
<kentari> that's what I would have made

<Chaos`GM^> "I believe it is you who requires shelter."
<Chaos`GM^> He opens the door that is a few meters off the ground and walks into the ship "come in, I have dinner cooking."
<Mrlii> 'Oh!"
* Mrlii follows the kind alien inside, but not before checking the force to be on the safe side, because she's head there's people who eat kushabin
* Mrlii suspects Marii would be really annoyed if she got eaten by mistake

<Alicia> ... I had a thought, but...
<Alicia> A Will To Power RPG would be plain ridiculous
<Alicia> Unless it's basically Amber
<Alicia> "I make the world explode" <GM> It explodes. What now?
<Marcus_Fenway> <gm> you blow up the planet apparently forgetting your on it... What now ?
<Alicia> Someone made a character... in a superhero game (I think)... who's only power was to destroy the planet

<Chaos`GM^> "What do you know about sublight engines?"
<Mrlii> "A little bit, but not much. I grew up on lots of ships."
<Chaos`GM^> "Could you reconfigure one?"
<Chaos`GM^> (( He's asking a small rabbit child to reconfigure his sublight engine... ))

<alcar> well, her name, a pc bckground and stats would be nice :p
<Tass> indeed!
<Tass> but I'm not about to give you enough rope to hang me with, alcar :P

* Alicia laughs at the idea of having an NPC called "Monster Manuel"

<Keolah> Random Character: Zabak Smith. Half-Orc Male. Sleek black hair, puke green eyes. Sacrifices babies to walk on water.

<Keolah> So I was imagining this minotaur guy I had worshipping Kikubaaqudgha.
<Keolah> "I smite thee in the name if Kikubawhatsit!" Kikubaaqudgha seems disinterested.
<Keolah> "I slay thee in the name if Kikuwhateverthehell!" Kikubaaqudgha yawns.
<Keolah> At which point said Minotaur gets frustrated and converts to Zin.

* Taklinn takes out his Handaxe and chops open the ribcage, then reaches in with his hand to pull the ribs free and sifts through the organs. Next he chops open the scull and pulls out the brain scrambling it around a bit.
<Sin{DM}> Perous wattches Arden and Taklinn with rapt fascination
* Elsiah watches Tak, amused.
* Arden finishes with the bodies, and makes the comment to Elsiah,"All three of the men died by asphyxiation in one form or another."
<Sin{DM}> (dwarven autopsy)

<arden> "Elsiah, could we have one of shadows priests speak with her spirit?"
<Elsiah> "If she's dead, yes."
<arden> "Well, her body is cold and draws no breath, so I am assuming she is dead."
<Sin{DM}> (maybe I should teach arden not to assume....)

<Keolah> Random Event: A cutpurse has stolen a horse from the stables.
<Baythan> "cutpurse"
<Keolah> the cutpurse was apparently experimenting in Grand Theft Equine.

<Keolah> Random Event: A chieftain is found to be having an illicit affair with a intern. They deny any involvement.
<Keolah> lol

<Keolah> Random Event: A chieftain is found to be having an illicit affair with a cutpurse. The matter is further exacerbated when they're found to be pregnant.
<alcar> ...
<Baythan> they?
<alcar> best not ask.
* alcar assumes elves were involved.

<Keolah> Random Character: "What is the meaning of life?" Shazmar: "To entertain me." Random character gets drunk in an attempt to forget this.

<alcar> hm. Running harry potter in UA....
* alcar thinks that would be horribly fun
<alcar> Voldemort could be the Comte de Saint Germain, of course. Dumbledore'd be Alex Abel .... hrm. Ron would grow up to be The Freak....
* alcar stops now.

<Chaos`GM^> He leaves you to your devices and goes to his cockpit... Do you do anything for the four days you're in space?
* Mrlii tries to contact Marii while meditating :p
<Mrlii> she said we could, so I don't see why I can't from here. Force-mail!
<Mrlii> "You've got .... force!"

* Mrlii is sure she'll be able to contact Marii when she tries. Optimism bonus for using the force? :p
<Chaos`GM^> I don't think so

<Chaos`GM^> but I tell you what
<Chaos`GM^> I'll let you roll for it
<Chaos`GM^> affect mind, dc 20
<Mrlii> lol. But .. that means using sparkie!
<Mrlii> d20
<sparkie> Mrlii d20: 7
<Mrlii> See? :p

<Chaos`GM^> You continue to dig through the rubble, and a few hours later you are finished. YOu have excavated an entire canyon by yourself. A small rabbit...

<Chaos`GM^> The remnants of the canyon... YOu look around, impressed at yourself, small, insignificant rocks are scattered about. In the distance you see a pair of stone legs... a statue... or it WAS. There seem to be several strewn about. Walls seem to be scattered about, a smaller room here than was up above the cliffs.
<Chaos`GM^> BOOM TELEPATHY CHECK!
<Mrlii> d20+2
<sparkie> Mrlii d20+2: 3(1)
<Mrlii> lol!
<Chaos`GM^> You look around wondering what you should be doing right now... nothing seems to happen for several minutes... Minuts that would normally have been spent doing something telepathically enclined... OR NOT!!!
<Mrlii> Sparkie, leading PCs to the dark side since 1999!
<Chaos`GM^> You see the blue flicker once more

<Chaos`GM^> This one contains a larger cube, and two more smaller cubes.
<Chaos`GM^> each look unique in their colors and sizes, the large one sticks out as about double the size of the others.
* Mrlii looks for a bag to put them in.
<Chaos`GM^> indeed you do not have one, nor is there one in these ruins.
<Chaos`GM^> but...
<Chaos`GM^> TELEPATHY CHECK! DC 15!!
<Mrlii> d20+2 !
<sparkie> Mrlii d20+2: 3(1) !
<Mrlii> ....
<Chaos`GM^> oO
<Chaos`GM^> are you serious?
<Chaos`GM^> d20
<sparkie> Chaos`GM^ d20: 18
<Chaos`GM^> huh seems fine to me
<Mrlii> lol

<Chaos`GM^> None are around. YOur force senses are working perfectly though.
* Mrlii closes the ship and checks out the alien, doing basic first aid that she knows, and then using Heal Other for the rest.
<Chaos`GM^> heh
<Chaos`GM^> I'm evil
<Chaos`GM^> Roll
<Mrlii> d20+2
<sparkie> Mrlii d20+2: 17(15)
<Mrlii> rar!

<AlcarGM> You manage to move the piano. You're stronger than a normal person, but it's still not that easy. A young girl - 12 years old, all told, is behind it, cowering among other boxes and furniture. You have no idea how she dragged it in fromt of her, but she is definitely a patient and looks very scared.
* Linda`^ kneels down to her "Are you ok?"
<AlcarGM> The girl whimpers, not looking squammous at all, and looks up at you, her wide facre almost gibbous in the light from the light. She gulps a few times, confused. "I - I want to go home," in a small voice. "They're saying the bad words up stairs. The bad, bad words. I can hear them! They're .. calling .... calling the dark gods.. calling..." her eys get wide, as if seeing some horrible thing you cannot imagine "calling them collect."

<Creason> ((yowza. sorry i'm late.))
<AlcarGM> (( heya. Is okay. Linda is currently trying to savre a Byakee that an insane girl wants to keep as a pet because she's never had a dog before. ))

<AlcarGM> There is a long pregnant pause, and the creature... unfolds. The cloak some kind of wings.. not leather, nor anuytimng you can think of .. You see ...a creature, a hybrid winged thing... not altogether crow, nor mole, nor buzzard, nor ant, nor decomposed human being, but something you cannot and must not recall.
* Linda`^ stares in awe
<AlcarGM> (( http://home.iprimus.com.au/tarturus/art/byakhee72.jpg and http://www.apocprod.com/Pages/de_aequilibritatis_mundi/SB678_images/byakhee.jpg .. tho the second one rather sucks ))
<AlcarGM> Yo feel something in your mind just ..... refuse to accept it, blanking out what you're seeing and trying to make it more intelligble, more sane.
<AlcarGM> The cloak .. wings .. fold up, covering it again. "I am not . .something you would . .want to save."
<Linda`^> "Why? You seem nice enough. Outward appearances are something I do not judge on."
<AlcarGM> (( ..... sanity. . blasting .. mythos creatures meeets four colour super heroes "You seem nice enough!" ))
<Linda`^> (( He hasn't shown any outward evil =p ))
<AlcarGM> There's no mistaking the sense of disbelief you get. "... Nice....?"

* AlcarGM grins. This is hborribly fun. I have this horriuble image of the Byakhee in a superhero outfit.

<Linda`^> "Yes, but you have already said you have been changed."
<AlcarGM> Byakhee: "But not ... into what. Nor... how."
<AlcarGM> Girl: "I was thinking about pokemon."
<AlcarGM> Byakhee: "I do not know .. that entity."
<Creason> ((hehehehe))
<AlcarGM> (( couldn't resist :p ))
<Linda`^> "It's... A fiction.... They're... Lesser in evil." Trying to explain pokemon...
<Linda`^> (( It was hard to say that last part ))
<Alicia> ( Call of Pokethulhu! )

<AlcarGM> Okay... you arrive at schol. Classes have ended, and the school is empty except for teachers meetings, band practice, and janitors.
<AlcarGM> (( well, and Creason breaking into homeroom, but that's not important. really. ))
<Creason> ((yeah. all i've done is gone evil. nothin' to see here. move along!))

* Linda`^ goes to the teacher's hall thing... whatever it's called I forget
<AlcarGM> (( teachers hall? ))
<AlcarGM> It's rather quiet without the students going around .. which is probably good.
<AlcarGM> You mean, like, the staff room?
<Linda`^> YES
<Creason> ((i like the idea of one of those halls with the giant statues of past teachers, and a large throne with a sword of power behind it))
<Linda`^> (( Yes and the person who can pull the sword is destined to become principal... ))

<AlcarGM> jeeves: "Details. Life is made of ... Oh. Dear me. Hmm. How well did Seeker get along with your team mates?"
<Creason> "Well, he sorta crippled our telepath for a bit, and I think he may be a major contributor to Linda's ulcer levels. Oh, and he drove Wayne insane. I would've liked him, but he was just starting to get mean."
<Creason> "Uh... So let's just say it was bad."
<AlcarGM> Jeeves: "Ah .. hmm. I see. And, in your opinon, would any of your teammates wish to have hurt Seeker?"
<Creason> "Well, past members, perhaps. I think Wayne's officially quit. He tried to kill all of us."
<Creason> "But I don't think any of the others would... why do you ask?"
<AlcarGM> Jeeves: "Because, if the Blot is correct, Seeker has been ... murdered."

<AlcarGM> Mr. Sinclair: "Well, you can't very well go walking around in broad daylight," to the creature. "And I assume your .. biology .. involves eating?"
<AlcarGM> The Byakhee just nods.
<Linda`^> "Eating what?"
<AlcarGM> Mr. Sinclair: "Well. there you have it. You'll have to live in the wild, then. You can't very well get a job, except perhaps as a daytime talk show host." he waves a hand, irritated. "Or as a guinea pig for experimentation, but I suspect that most scientists wouldn't be able to look at you for long without their entire world view collapsing. Cowards."
<AlcarGM> Byakhee: "Blood. Flesh."
* Linda`^ sighs "He may LOOK unatural, but he exists and he has feelings, he can't very well just go out into the middle of nowhere and expect to live! First of all we have to protect him from his enemy."
<AlcarGM> Mr. Sinclair: "A carnivore, of course," as if you are mentally challenged. You did know the ...." for a moment, he almost hesitates " eye stalks, and suckers. Clearly predator, and the cla .. appendages, are clearly of the carnivorous nature. What do they teach children in school these days about biology?"

<AlcarGM> Okay.. the scene is a small motel, rather crappy .. one of the suites has been surrounded in police tape, mand a young rooke with a pale gren face who looks like he's going to be sick is standing outside.
<AlcarGM> He practially jumps as you arrive and would wet his trousers, but he seems to have done that earlier. he asks for your name in a quavering voice.
<Creason> "Um... Snapshot. Of the Arbiters. I'm here to help."
* Creason heroically changes nicks!
* Creason is now known as Snapshot

<AlcarGM> You enter the .... living room. It's rather horrible, but that's mostly because it looks like the inside of several teenagers bedrooms rammed toggether with scatered pizza boxes and needles all over the place.
* Snapshot is thankful he does have your average everyday stomach.
<AlcarGM> There is a kitchenette, but it is rather empty and thee are things growing in the sink that rejmind you of the time your father tried to force grow a petri dish.
<AlcarGM> You can hear someone moving around in the bedroom.
<Snapshot> "He wasn't the cleanest of superhumans..."
* Snapshot heads for the bedroom
<AlcarGM> A low, intense voice says "Rented. One night," from the bedroom and you enter to see Ink Blot, a superhuman you've never met or heard of, looking up from a tarot deck scattered on the bedroom floor. (( http://www.geocities.com/alternity1/hero/inkblot.jpg ))
<AlcarGM> Ink Blot: "Hrmm." He stands and looks you over curiously. "Rather young for this game."
<Snapshot> ((heh!! Rorshach (sp?)!))
<AlcarGM> Beside him, the bedroom consists of a bed with a rather blurry chalk diagram of two people on it.
<AlcarGM> (( yep :) ))
<Snapshot> ((sweet))

* Linda`^ nods to the creature "But you can't hide away forever, even a Byahkhee needs companionship!"
<AlcarGM> Byakhee: "My people are .... gone. I am .. the last of .. .my kind."
<AlcarGM> (( must . .resist... all .. other . .superman .. references..... ))
<Snapshot> ((hehehe))
<Linda`^> "Well, I'm sure we can supliment it."
<AlcarGM> The Byakhee is silent for a very long time.
<kentari> ((It digs you.))
<AlcarGM> Mr. Sinclair seems to actually look at you for the first time. "Well, I do assume it has some kind of reproductive system, but I doubt you'd be compatible."

<Snapshot> "He thinks he can make our powers go away. I don't think he can stop mine, completely. I needed to put myself into an extreme situation, and crawl out."
* Snapshot looks at Ink Blot
<Snapshot> "But, shouldn't we be worried about, y'know, him being dead? And who did the deading?"
<AlcarGM> Ink Blot: "I'm questioning suspects," evenly.
<Snapshot> "Oh. Mind if I have a look around?"
<AlcarGM> Ink Blot: "Yes. Where were you during the last four hours?"
* Snapshot blinks
<Snapshot> "Let's see. I went home from school, and my parents weren't there. So I did a few things there and went out to run some errands. Along the way, I found out that Seeker was dead."
* Snapshot definitely doesn't seem to get it :)

* Snapshot heads for it, staying low at this point, and slowly stretching around and under display cases, being careful not to move his back much
<AlcarGM> The stretching .. hurts.. but you manage. And see an old man, dusting off a display case.
<AlcarGM> http://www.firsttvdrama.com/help/need/alfred.jpg
<AlcarGM> He looks up, hearing something. "Master Wayne?"

* Snapshot is flatter'n a pancake, stretched over a large area of rock
<Snapshot> "Leave that to the fire crew..."
* Snapshot just lies there
<AlcarGM> Dexter actually grins, his voice almost normal, human. "You ... look kind of funny..." He starts to gigle, helplessly. "Going to .. .sleep now.. I think....."
<Snapshot> "Crap. You are alive, right? You shouldn't sleep!"
* Snapshot attempts to move, and notes that it just isn't working
<AlcarGM> Dexter: "tired...... too. Pushed...... far."
<Snapshot> "... Shoulda... listened to me."
<AlcarGM> Dexter: "Just... normal sleep. Need... quiet......." he slumps against a rock, out of your field of vision. "m' sorry.... couldn't... help more... love you.." and passes out.
<AlcarGM> (( yes I am evil :p ))
<Snapshot> ((... you freak.))
<AlcarGM> (( it was too horrible an idea not to do. ))
<Snapshot> "... So gross..."
* Snapshot passes out too

<Chaos`^> i'm sorry kentari, but if it's between bagging a girl and 4ways, we'll have to kick you out of the game if you choose the girl.. tell her tomorow.

<Creason> oh. did they recover Wayne??
<AlcarGM> of course not! it's four colour. The villains always survive up to and including nuclear explosions :)
<Creason> heh. just making sure :)
<AlcarGM> And other situations are covered by twins, robot decoys, and clones :p

<AlcarGM> You catch Dexter looking at you out of the corner of his eye, concerned. You're rather bruised. That must be it....
<Creason> yeah... right.
* Creason attempts to avoid eye contact as much as possible
* AlcarGM snickers.
<Creason> :)

<Mitch`> "Seeker? Wayne Killed him?"
<AlcarGM> Johnny arrives in class late, to see Linda, Creason and Dexter looking, well, like someone beat the living crap out of them :) Which someone did.
<Creason> "Yeah, dude. Very dead. So dead as to not be here anymore."
* Johnny walks in and takes a seat, "Goodness, another gym teacher?"
<Mitch`> "Well then. Wayne is officially a criminal now."

<Linda`^> "He came from some kind of person called the closer that summoned him and wants to kill him."
<Johnny> "But it eats and lives in a third dimension world...."
<Linda`^> "Which is why we have to protect him. He is the last of his kind."
<Johnny> "I would hazard a guess that you made contact, and were able to communicate with it?"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <It's an analogy! It's what looking at it dies. it erodes sanity, I think. I don't want to know more. Some girl .. imprited it, with human feelings, ideas. I don't know how well.>
<Mitch`> "We don't have to protected the last of ALIEN BRAIN EATERS."
<Linda`^> "We would know better if you FOUND HIM."
<Mitch`> "We have to DESTROY it."
<Mitch`> "Linda. Do you know how important your brain is to life as you know it?"
<Linda`^> "Mitch shut up, you have no idea what we're talking about."
<Mitch`> "YOUR BRAIN, DAMNIT! ALIENS EATING YOUR BRAINS! AND YOU WANT TO SAVE IT! MAYBE YOU'VE ALREADY SUCCUMED TO ITS EVIL POWER."

<Mitch`> "Right now he is trying to terrorize us and force us to make decisions and be predictable. To play into his plans."
<Mitch`> "We need to stay calm and look at all the possibilities. That way the odds of anything he has planned will actually work is that much smaller. See?"
<AlcarGM> Darren: "Stay calm?" He take a deep breath, trying for calm. "Fine. But you can't keep underestimating him."
* Johnny nods
<Johnny> "Dude is Nucking futs, thats someone you don't treat lightly."
* Johnny smirks, "In that way, he kinda got what he wanted."

<Johnny> (Did I miss something?)
<Mitch`> ((You missed a lot!))
<Johnny> (I have no idea what store they are talking about :P)
<Mitch`> ((The letters came from a Mailboxes, Etc.))
<AlcarGM> (( the mailboxes etc. one :p ))
<Johnny> (so... why does everyone think there is a bomb at this place? :P)
<Mitch`> ((I don't know.))
<Creason> (...because Wayne bombs the fuck out of everything? :)
<Mitch`> ((;p))
<AlcarGM> (( because it's Wayne :p ))
<Mitch`> ((Wayne likes xplojuns))

<Creason> "Because Wayne hasn't got any demands, Mitch! For the love of God, he wants us to suffer for what's happening to him! Do you not get that?!"
<Mitch`> "Wait .. we're supposed to be suffering?"
<Mitch`> "Crazy people are the most methodical, you know! Just look at."
* Mitch` almost says Linda. "Nell's grandmother, or whoever."

<Linda`^> "Are you sure... You'll be happiest... alone?"
<AlcarGM> Byakhee: "Your world is ... above. In light, in ... what you call sanity. I do not wish.... to destroy that. Some things... one must walk away from."
<Linda`^> "It is not sane up there."
<AlcarGM> Byakhee: "Your idea of.. sane it is. Mine is what.. destroys your mind."
* Linda`^ nods "Anyone who spends too much time up there... thinking about what really happens... They end up... Not sane."
<Linda`^> (( *coughalcarcough*
<AlcarGM> (( hehe ))

<AlcarGM> Byakhee: "You would not survive knowing what .... reality is. Even we ... idd not know until .... too late."
* Linda`^ grabs some paper from her pockets and a pencil "Listen, you need help from a friend... and I don't care what you say, I'm your friend... If you need help or just to talk or to make someone insane, ANYTHING, you can find me at the school monday through friday eight to three..." Writes the address down. "Just... come by sometime... ok?"
<AlcarGM> (( laughs ))
<AlcarGM> There is a long pause, then "As you wish."

<AlcarGM> (( The cthulhu mythos creature just quoted the princess bride. I am happy. ))
<Linda`^> (( Byakhee: "My name is indigo montoia, you kill my father, prepare to die!" ))
<AlcarGM> (( actually, it may do a variant of that at some pint :P ))

* Creason nods, looking at Dex
<Creason> "So, who you with?"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <You.>
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