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<AlcarGM> Deexter: <Are you sure you're okay?>
<Snapshot> <What makes you ask?>
<AlcarGM> dexter: <You were stuck with government people for two days. That's never fun.>
<Snapshot> <Oh. Psh. I just had to think on my feet alot. It's hard to explain to them why turning an extremely wealthy boy into a pile of superhuman goo was a good idea when even I don't think it was a good idea.>

<Snapshot> i'll so take eugenics on solo. i can do it!
<Snapshot> ... except, no master J.
<AlcarGM> lol!
<AlcarGM> Master J is just Scary.
<Baliadoc> is his power still somehow limited? i hope so?
<AlcarGM> yeah :)
<aslhk> I can take out Master J!
<Baliadoc> thank god.
<aslhk> I would have to mail alcar some cash, though
<Baliadoc> lol
<aslhk> it might take a few sessions =P
<Baliadoc> dude, i have a feeling i'm gonna go sickhouse on this guy...
<aslhk> lol
* aslhk frets =p
<alcar> lol.
<aslhk> that sounds unpleasant

<alcar> now Creason just has to get Wayne up and functional for Sunday!
<alcar> because, well, the idea of him showing up to join the team is too fun to resist
<Baliadoc> ...
<Baliadoc> yeahhhh
<alcar> or probably fun for just me :)
<Baliadoc> you frighten me ;)

<Aerdan> what kind of fuckin' language doesn't have a "not-equals" operator? >:|
<kentari> huh? :P
<FireFennec> Allow me to make a note: The PCs are supposed to be incompetents, not the players!
<Aerdan> Kent: Apparently I can't ask Excel to see if Cell A doesn't contain the same thing as Cell B without a lot of effort.
<FireFennec> that's it
<FireFennec> I'm gonna work on my webcomic now
<FireFennec> if anyone actually finishes their sheet, send it

<FireFennec> Commie scum
<FireFennec> get my hopes up... a paranoia session! I get to GM it. It'll be FUN!
<FireFennec> and an hour and a half later I still don't have anything from the players
<Aerdan> I'm sorry.
<FireFennec> and half the prospective players aren't here
<Corran> I think I've finished.

<Corran> So do you think Berk could join Paranoia?
<FireFennec> I'd let Arafat in for a game of Paranoia if he could fill out the darned sheet already =b
<Aerdan> lol
<Aerdan> Except arafat is *dead*.
<FireFennec> he ain't dead, he's just restin!

<FireFennec> Berk: got the sheet?
<Berk> yup
<FireFennec> Berk: type !paranoia
<Berk> Corra's working through it with me
<FireFennec> Berk: the blind shall lead the blind?
<FireFennec> no, wait... in the land of the blind the one-eyed man is king? :)
<Berk> pretty much
<Berk> what about the man who thinks he can see?
<Corran> Berk needs his group and society.
<FireFennec> Berk needs to type !paranoia

<FireFennec> all these numbers are on a scale of 1 to 20, btw
<Berk> 20 being good?
<FireFennec> yes
* sparkie won't give higher than 15 without bribes.
<Berk> then how did I get 18 Moxie?
<FireFennec> Berk: that was a joke, son

<FireFennec> And always remember to backstab your fellow Troubleshooters at the earliest safe opportunity.
<FireFennec> they're going to try and do it to you at some point, after all :)
* Corran will not turn on anyone until they do on him whether or not he dies.
<FireFennec> Conclusion: Corran will die early and often
<FireFennec> Corran: you must be insane. :)
<Corran> what tipped you off?
<Berk> hes corran

<FireFennec> Corran: you turned in that Commie mutant traitor, remember?
<alcar[nano]> red = ratted someone out to Your Friend. Basically.
<Corran> besides, if people know I won't turn on them they might keep me for last.
<Corran> huh?
<Berk> or use you as easy connon fodder
<FireFennec> Corran: that's how you got where you are today!
<Corran> Then I confessed to a priest or something.
<FireFennec> TREASON!
<FireFennec> wait, how do you know a priest?
<Corran> Not sure.
<Berk> then backstab away and keep a priest handy

<FireFennec> if we can start before 1am that'd be great =b
<Corran> I need to get some sleep tonight. I have work at 7 in the morning :)
<FireFennec> this from the guy who comes in at 10 without his sheet ready and I still haven't gotten it 2.5hrs later

<FireFennec> Berk: you spent all the 30 points?
<Berk> ya
<FireFennec> DCC it to me, or send it to my gmail
<FireFennec> Okay, for future reference, rename your sheet before you DCC it
<FireFennec> I don't need five dozen "paranoiapcsheet.rtf"
<Berk> point
<Corran> do you want me to send you mine?
<FireFennec> yeah
<FireFennec> that'd be a plus
<FireFennec> Berk: could you DCC it again? =b
<FireFennec> It seems to have not-overwritten my blank sheet.
<Berk> actually I can't, I forgot to give myself a name

<Corran> fennec, sending it.
<FireFennec> stalled.
<Corran> what did?
<FireFennec> the DCC
<Corran> how do we start it?
<alcar[nano]> ...

<FireFennec> "Corran-R-SAN, to briefing room [DELETED FOR SECURITY REASONS] within 9d."
<FireFennec> "I assume that's you?"
<Corran-R-SAN> "Yes it is. What does that mean?"
<FireFennec> "It means you are due in briefing room [DELETED FOR SECURITY REASONS] within 9d. You'd better get going."

<Chaos`^> ahhh
<Chaos`^> 3 games in a week is kind of alot, not that I can't do it, I just can't commit to it
<Chaos`^> like 2 games and MAYBE an extra, but only maybe
<alcar[nano]> Try GMing 3 :p
<alcar[nano]> Know the feeling :p
<Chaos`^> so I'll tell you... Yes for now, but check with me 5 minutes before the game and i'll give you a for sure answer =p
<Chaos`^> if I don't show up then it's a no ;)

<Chaos`^> we need to put mitch in front of reporters more often
<Chaos`^> i'm reading up and he is everything I whish I could do infront of some of thes epeople
<alcar[nano]> which people?
<Chaos`^> reporters

* alcar just had visions of a psychotic Toon character with nukes. Characters in Toon can't die. Characters in most other games can. Especially from nukes.
<Corran> lol.
<alcar> gritty, angsty cartoon :p
<alcar> like the 90s superheroes.

* The_Computer sets FirestormZero on fire.
<The_Computer> Wait, wrong nick. I .... execute you for thinking about committing treasonous acts!
* WarezBert eats FirestormZero... mmmm.... crispy and treasonalicious
<The_Computer> It's the Ma-R-THA treason handbook, for all cooking occasions.

<Chaos`^> letting the reader assume what's the worst thing that could happen to him, could be far more effective than comming up with something yourself
<Chaos`^> because you don't know what every reader's fears will be
<sparkie> it should be me.

* alcar[nano] wold like to, someday, rnu a game along that lones with differing power levels among pcs. Would require players willing to do that tho :p
<alcar[nano]> and would be best if the pcs played a family :)
<Baliadoc> didn't you talk about doing that at one point?
<alcar[nano]> Yeah.
<alcar[nano]> never did tho :)
<Baliadoc> well... someday
* alcar[nano] nods. I think it would be cool.
<alcar[nano]> would require 2-3 sesssions spent just making PCs I suspect.
<Baliadoc> more than likely.
<alcar[nano]> it *would* be cool tho. All the usual improbabilities of why the pcs get together etc. can be ignored, as can getting them together for a first session and the like.
<alcar[nano]> and rping family dynamics can't be anything BUT fun :p
<alcar[nano]> unless players really and truly sucked.
<alcar[nano]> or only just played D&D
<alcar[nano]> But I repeat myself :p

<Fennec> please, fellows, all roll against your skill with lasers. :)
* you-R-DED ducks "STOP SHOOTING ME!"
<you-R-DED> I don't have a skill with lasers! OMG I'M DEAD!

<Fennec> A loud, siren-type alarm begins to sound.
<Luna-R-ANN-1> I push the Jackobot out of the control room.
<Luna-R-ANN-1> I then check to see what this alarm's all about.
<Spa-R-KIE> "Friend Computer, we seem to have a small weapons malfunction but evertything is fine now!"
<Fennec> The jackobot slides out of the control room.

<you-R-DED> "WHo let the scrubot in!?"
* you-R-DED pulls himself up
<Luna-R-ANN-1> "You did, Citizen You. You were supposed to guard the door."
* you-R-DED leans against a wall
<Spa-R-KIE> "Citizen Luna-R is looking into it! The Computer will of course note your valiant effort to contain the Jackbot at debriefing."
<Fennec> The scrubot begins to clean up various debris from where the jackobot fell, including some switches from the switchboard.
<Luna-R-ANN-1> "Friend Scrubot! Leave the switches behind!"
<Fennec> (( currently dislodged ))
<you-R-DED> "You were in charge of the door, you took on that duty by placing the reinforced chair, and you failed by opening the door for the jackbot! Traitor!"
* you-R-DED shoots Luna
<Spa-R-KIE> "Unfortunately for you, Luna-R accidentally struck you with a stray shot, but everything is fine now. See? She's looking into the disturbance."

* Fennec tried afflicting someone in the first attempted campaign with a series of too-tight uniforms...
<Fennec> nothing came of it though
<Chaos`^> hmm
<Chaos`^> there should be a game revolving around women in tight uniforms and microskirts
* alcar has visions of shooting troubleshooters in too-tight uniforms for having erections. "Mutation!"

<Alicia> My problem with high level D&D roughly translates as...
<Alicia> Fighters Suck
<Alicia> Really, what's the POINT of a level 20 fighter or rogue?
<Alicia> I know you can kill things, but...
<Alicia> I prefer characters who can do more
<alcar[nano]> It's D&D. Killing things is the point :p

<alcar[nano]> Jesus: "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?" God: "Apolonius had more exp and was a higher level avatar than you. Sorry."

<aslhk> I am getting tired of playing brutish people
<alcar> a brutish ARTIST!
<aslhk> lol!
<alcar> A troll landscape artist who makes abstracts art out of other people.
<aslhk> lol!
<aslhk> combination of concepts is funny =P
<alcar> "Isn't it *sniff* a thing of beatuy?"

<aslhk> I wanted to play a vegetarian in d&d before =P
<aslhk> like peta-style
<alcar> rofl!
<alcar> that'd rock, too.
<alcar> "I'd have been here earlier but the guard are after me. Something aboutr slaughtering twenty fox hunters with a repeating crossbow." "but .. you DID do that." "Oh, right."
<aslhk> lol
<aslhk> "So what? They were going to shoot the foxes!"
<alcar> yep :p
<alcar> barge in on the king's venison dinner with the body of his son "COOK AND EAT THIS YOU HEARTLESS BASTARDS!"

<alcar> PETA D&D PC .. goes animism :p
<alcar> "You! You tripped over that rock. Did you apologize?! Did you?!"
<aslhk> lol!
<aslhk> YES!
<aslhk> I should play an animist =P
<alcar> Animist cleric saving the souls of blades of grass....

<Marc> i think someones lost the dog again, brb
<Marc> he had stuffed himself under my bed
<Marc> theres a 3 inch gap...
<Marc> bloody rat dogs
<Marc> last time he escaped my brother walked around the place asking random people if they had seen a small brown dog, it played out like an RPG
<Marc> one random guy said "you might want to try the vet, people are always bringing lost animals there"
<Marc> so he goes to the vet, and the dog is there :P
<Marc> randomly biting people
<Marc> even my brother......... but then after a while he realised it wasent just another random NPC, and was nice toward him :P

<Fennec> any chances of a game tonight?
<alcar> Nope., gots the work tonight, tomorrow, sunday, and no clue for next week at all :)
<Fennec> Tuesday! next weeek! you insensitive clod! =b =)
<alcar> Yes! Will be one then unless they have me work :p
* Fennec coughs.
<Fennec> I swear, sir, if the games here weren't so darned good, I'd take my business elsewhere! :)

<GeminiRai> ok, I get teh high int, dex, con, and chr
<alcar> But strengh is the most important stat!
<alcar> Wait, wrong game.
<alcar> :p

<Mitch`> ((Oh, right! We were going covert and checking for traps.
* Mitch` looks for :D :D :D ventillation ducts! This is, after all, 4color. That kind of thing works! Right? :>
<AlcarGM> lol. But of course!
<AlcarGM> You spot the ducts. They're rather large, made especially for aliens who need to drop down on people.
<Mitch`> "Excellent. You aren't too heavy, are you?"
<AlcarGM> Dexter looks at you oddly. <<No.>
* Mitch` whispers and gestures for the ducts, proceeding in a stealthly manner! Looking out for people, too. "Oh.. by the by .. don't go poking around, you know, with your brain and all. Someone might notice."
<AlcarGM> (( ( Dexter: <I don't eat. It helps the angst> ))

<AlcarGM> ONe of the dog faces looks aroud, sniffing the air. "Boss? Thought I smelled. something ..." He sniffs his armpits. "Oh. never mind."
<Victor> [hmm... wonder if they can still lick their own crotches?]
<AlcarGM> The dog faces get on after the rest of you do and the elevator goes down for a good 10 seconds or so.
<AlcarGM> (( it's four coour. No one has crotches ))
<Victor> [wait... then they wouldnt be very good henchmen...]

* Johnny turns and faces the door
<AlcarGM> Spike frowns at that. "Your friends survived then?"
<Johnny> "Hopefully."
<AlcarGM> Darren looks at the shaft. "So .... if it's brute.... "
<Johnny> "They're very resourceful."
<Manus> "We don't even know if they were upstairs."
<Johnny> "If its brute, could you do me a favor, Manus? Could you beat him with me?"
<Johnny> "I just wouldn't hold back is all."

<Linda`^> i guess i'm stuck with you
<Linda`^> everyone else is ignoring me
<Linda`^> ...
<AlcarGM> sorry, kinda busy ;P
<Linda`^> you mean with the game? the one i'm supposed to be in right now? Nooo!!
<AlcarGM> with the players who are with the the actual group, yes ;P

<AlcarGM> Dexter: <I don't think Spike is in this base. I'm not sure. A lot of the places of it below us are hard to sense. I think they keep things down there.>
* Victor shrugs
<Victor> "so. do we leave or loot?"
* Victor smiles to show he's kidding
<Johnny> "Well, I dunno."
* Mitch` looks around.
* AlcarGM busts out the treasure tables and rolls d20s.
<Johnny> "We saved spike, thats for sure, maybe he'll consider that in the future."
<Mitch`> "Whatever we're going to do, we should hurry up and do it. Before cops get here and blame us for the explosion."
* Victor replaces the d20s with 20s
<Victor> [20$ bills. in my experience, when rolling treasure, bribery works. :p]

* Mitch` looks around for interesting stuff before heading back for the cable..
* Johnny looks around in the animal room :P
* Victor makes sure the animals have some water at the very least
<AlcarGM> mitch sees a lot of things in cages that will probably give him very interesting dreams for the next few nights.
<AlcarGM> (( hopefully not wet dreams. Wait. Four colour :p ))
<Mitch`> ((Do they look edible?))

* Mitch` pauses a moment, looking at the cages.
* Johnny wants a pet, a very unnusual one, maybe if I can take something out of her that is small, and looks like it could be cared for by him
<Mitch`> "They look rather miserable.."
<Johnny> (plus, its better than being down here :P)
* Johnny looks for something tropical :P)
* Mitch` idly grabs a pistol out of his pocket, "Are we supposed to just leave them here to suffer?"
<AlcarGM> Johnny - you find one small creature... it looks like someone tried to cross a rabbit with a parrot and got sometjhing with ears that foncution as wings, bright red, and rabbit feet. With fur.
<Johnny> "Well, we're totally not shooting them!

<Johnny> "Hey dex, tell this thing I'm friendly."
<Mitch`> "You're going to take care of them all? Like Linda did with the brain-eater?"
* Johnny points
<AlcarGM> Dexter nods. <Okay.>
<Johnny> "I feel bad for them."
<AlcarGM> The rabbit-parrot purrns.
* Mitch` cocks the gun, "So do I."
<Johnny> "Besides, I always wanted a bunny parrot

<Mitch`> "And besides! We already have a pet brain eater!"
<Mitch`> "We're heroes, not zookeepers!"
<Johnny> "he's not a pet."
<Johnny> "The brain eater."

<Mitch`> "Wait. Are we stealing?"
<AlcarGM> Mitch finds what looks to be a really furry puppy dog .. with 2 heads, 2 tails, and 6 legs :p
<Johnny> "Maybe."
* Mitch` looks around at everyone and their pets. And decides against even handling one. ;p Though he does tap on the cage of the puppy dog, idly.
<Johnny> "not really caring right now, though."
<AlcarGM> Who wants a half monkey half pony? :)
* Mitch` just STARES at Johnny.
<Johnny> "What?"
<Johnny> "Spike sucks."
<Mitch`> "Nothing. Just admiring the kind of hero you're becoming."
<Mitch`> "Have you ever lost a fight before?"
<Johnny> "I'm staring to think its not all I thought it would be."
<Johnny> "Don't give me that devils advocate crap right now."
<Mitch`> "Hmm. Superior Man would've said something like that, too."

* Mitch` looks around, "Magi, can you find a person that teleports?"
<AlcarGM> Magi: "If we have something of the teleporters, yes."
<Mitch`> "Would an arm suffice?"
* Mitch` goes to the fridge and looks for it! :P
* Linda`^ follows mitch and watches him oddly
<AlcarGM> Mitch finds the arm is gone because the Byakhee was hungry.
<AlcarGM> j/k
<Mitch`> "I remember putting it in foil and putting it next to some leftovers. I think. It might've been a dream."
<Linda`^> "Oh my god... I think i'm going to be sick... I eat things from that fridge... Don't you have a specimine fridge or something!?"
* Mitch` digs around, helping himself to a soda while he's at it. :P
<Mitch`> "This IS my specimen fridge."
<Linda`^> (( Is that what that was? I thought it was finger food ))

<Johnny> "You took some girls arm!?"
<Mitch`> "She left it."
* Johnny blinks
<Mitch`> "She didn't teleport completely."
<Johnny> "A prosthetic?"
<Linda`^> "Get a new one... I don't want to eat out of that fridge if there's an ARM IN IT!"

<Linda`^> "IT'S A DEAD ARM! that's like half a dead body... WHat if it became zombified and started contaminating our food!?"
<Mitch`> "Linda. Two words."
<Mitch`> "Tin. Foil."
<Johnny> "Should have used ziplock, dude."
<Mitch`> "It stops brain control, it'll stop zombification."
<Johnny> "No other brand has the green seal!"

<Linda`^> "Tinfoil doesn't stop brain control!"
* Mitch` looks to Linda, "Oh yes it does."
<Linda`^> "No it doesn't! Put on a tinfoil hat and see if dex can read your mind!"
<Mitch`> "Fine."
* Mitch` grabs some foil and makes himself a samurai shaped tinfoil hat. :P

<Johnny> "Well, you see, if you put something really smelly in the fridge, unprotected, it flavors all the rest of the food, its because frost free refrigerators draw out moisture from food."
<Johnny> "I don't want to be eating leftovers, arm flavored leftovers, that is."
<Mitch`> "Good thing I coated it in honey, then, to preserve it."
<Mitch`> "I think. That may have been part of the dream. In fact ..."
* Mitch` doesn't mention much else about the matter!
* Johnny opens his mouth, but it seems he can't say anything else :P
<Linda`^> "YOU COATED THE ARM WITH HONEY!? that's like... super zomie enhancer stuff!"

<Victor> "oh, and since i never see you anywhere but in disasters or police stations, wanna go play some video games or something sometime?"
<AlcarGM> He frowns. "Video games?"
* Victor shrugs
<Victor> "what do you do for entertainment?"
<AlcarGM> Reed: "Build things."
<Victor> "well thats... goood....."

* Linda`^ grabs the arm and wraps it up well and grabs a marker and marks it "ARM DO NOT EAT"
<AlcarGM> Dexter doesn't look over. <You might want to add the arm isn't a weapon. Just in case Reed arrives.>
* Linda`^ adds "NOT A WEAPON"
* Mitch` suddenly gets an evil idea. And makes a note to take the arm down to Creason's house, later..... ;p

* Mitch` whispers to Dexter, "I'll give you to make Linda get a haircut. A mullet."
* Linda`^ steps out of the office "You say something mitch?"
<AlcarGM> Dexter ignores Mitch, and Linda :P
<Mitch`> ((aww :P))
<Mitch`> "Maybe."
* Linda`^ goes to the table and finishes her drink "Was it directed toward me?"
<Mitch`> "What if it was?"
<Linda`^> "Then you'd have to repeat it because I didn't hear you."
<Mitch`> "I'd HAVE to?"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <He was wondering what kind of flowers you like on a date.>
* Linda`^ nods "Yes, unless you changed your mind and didn't want me to hear it."
* Mitch` glares at Dexter with any and all telepathic malice he can muster! :P
<Linda`^> "oh how sweet... I like roses, lots of roses... Oh! but there's this blue flower I like that I saw the other day that--He didn't really say that did he?"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <He just doesn't like me telling you about it.>
<Linda`^> "Oh how sweeet!"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Why do you think he's always fighting with you? It how he expresses his true feelings.>
<Linda`^> "I would accept him more if he got a full haircut, not that half hair thing he has."
<Johnny> "Mullet."
* Mitch` can be heard gritting his teeth with anger! >:E
* Johnny turns away
* Johnny is shaking!

<Victor> "how about the dumbed down robots?"
<AlcarGM> Reed: "That is easy eno8ugh, except getting them to work without making them sti;ll susceitpile to ...:" he frowns and finds some paper, and begins skwtching something.
* Victor gets a post it, and writes "when you figure out the robots, tell magi before you bring the demonstration unit by, then pulls it off the pad and presses it softly to the side of reed's head before setting off to base"
<Victor> when i get there let me know :p

<Mitch`> "You rubbed me?"
* Linda`^ nods
* Mitch` shivers.
<Johnny> (you know, charcoal and paper :P)
<Linda`^> "Everyone but you saw it."
<Victor> "too bad Mitch`, because that was probably the one and only time she'll jump on you like that..."
<Mitch`> "She jumped on me, too?!"
* Mitch` looks unhappy. :P
* Linda`^ shrugs to mitch
<Mitch`> "Linda, don't ever touch me like that ever again."
<Linda`^> "Is it another woman? I'll understand if it's another woman."
* Mitch` opens his mouth to say something, but bites his lip.
<Mitch`> "Now isn't the time to talk about it."
* Linda`^ gasps "Another man maybe?"
<Victor> "that would be more believable"
* Victor snickers
<Mitch`> "That's low. I'd stop while you're ahead."
* Linda`^ shrugs "We'll talk later, then."
<Mitch`> "No, we won't."

* Mitch` waits until Linda leaves, "Victor, I am very much involved with a woman, for your information."
* Victor raises an eyebrow
<Mitch`> "I'd appreciate if you didn't encourage Linda."
<Victor> "living?"
* Victor snickers
<Mitch`> "Dude."
* Mitch` sighs.
<Victor> "i'm sorry dude, but i never encouraged anything"
<Mitch`> "You won't tell ANYONE this, got it?"
* Victor nods and smiles
<Victor> "what if Dexter finds out?"
<Mitch`> "Don't worry about Dexter."
<AlcarGM> (( Dexter already knows :p ))
<Mitch`> (( Thank you, Mr. Greek Chorus. :P ))
* Mitch` looks right..
* Victor watches Mitch shake like an epileptic ;p
<Mitch`> "Magi, turn yourself off for a second!
<AlcarGM> Magi: "Done."
<AlcarGM> Magi: "One second up."
<AlcarGM> Magi: "acknowledged."

<Victor> "magi, please ignore our conversation until i say Heironyous again"
<AlcarGM> Magi: "acknowledged."
<AlcarGM> magi decides not to poiint out that if he's ignoring it, he won't hear the word, and chalks it up to another example of human amusement to tell other AIs about.
<Victor> actually alcar
<Victor> remember that a computer can set up a pattern recognition program
<Mitch`> ((yeah, yeah. This is 4color. We don't worry about such things ))
<Mitch`> (( :P ))

<Mitch`> "Anyway."
<Mitch`> "The girl I'm with right now..."
* Mitch` looks left and right again..
<Mitch`> "Is Linda's mom."
<Mitch`> "Which is why I'm not going to bring up these kinds of things to Linda. You understand, yes?"
<Victor> "ok, well... you really should tell her at some point, before she finds out on her own"
<Mitch`> "She'll find out, eventually."
<Victor> "because you probably could ruin her and her mom's relationship a bit"
* Mitch` pictures in his mind a wedding. :P

<Tass> for alcar's quick, free for all universe, I'm making a HOL character! :D
<alcar> oh? :p
<Tass> Yes!
<Tass> the bionic grapefruit
<Tass> with his quizinart of DOOM!
<Tass> or however its spelled
<Tass> or maybe penultiHobo
<Tass> no can match his scrounging abilities!
<alcar> penultiHobo? lol
<Tass> yeah
<Tass> his secret power is he gives really awkward hugs

<StarBlue> one of my party meembers: "I know of dragons with feet like rabbits ... tis true, i swear!"
<alcar> lucky dragons feet. Probably hard to carry around, though...
<alcar> build your home inside one.
<alcar> actually, a home made from the corpse of a dragon would be intersting....
<Stormdancer> Alcar - smelly, I would think.

<AlcarGM> It's currently Friday moning, and 6 am. Dawn has come and gone and the city is waking up as oyu arrive at the warehouse serving as the Wereworld set. A few black limos containing vampires and other creatures of the night * from the night shift are leaving in a stately procession much like hearses.
<AlcarGM> * Not including Michael Jackson. Really.

<AlcarGM> Andre, ze Director/auteur/whatever, is up and about. Perhaps he never sleeps. Or maybe his fat is from subsisting on the hearts of young upo and coming actresses. Nah. Probably not.
<AlcarGM> Andre spots both of you. "Capital! Capital! After last morning, the sub-director doing your scene with the undead had problems. I believe the cameramen all quit." He trils a shill laugh. "As if it was real zombies, and not extras. People are so silly, but I think they just get infected by the operatic hollywood mentality."
* Brisby scribbles down "operatic hollywood mentality"
<AlcarGM> THe director frowns at Mrs. Brisby, mildly put off. Then again, anyone in holllywood learns to fear people writing things down in notebooks. "What are you doing, my dear?"

<AlcarGM> The director looks rather relieved. "I see. Well. Todays scene for you is ... hrm...." He frowns. "i had it somewhere..... oh yes! Be yourselves. Be peole conscripted into a movie who are not actors and act as horribly as possible. Overact! Emote! It's a family scene. You -" he points a stubby finger at Brisby "are pregnant, you have to tell ...." He frowns at Arkane. "your husband, here, about it. But he is not the father of the child. I have no idea who is. Possibly a space alien. Are you ready?"
<Brisby> (ecstatic) "No!"
<AlcarGM> (( the GM notes that going from wirting to running a game tends to lead to verbosity..... ))
<ArkaneSalvos> "...I was going to say, I'm ready if she is."
<AlcarGM> Andre: "PERFECT!"

<Brisby> incidentally, if this scene somehow causes Brisby to become in any way pregnant... or, for that matter, anyone ELSE... =b
<AlcarGM> why wopuld it do that?! :p
<Brisby> because you're evil? :)
<Brisby> I suppose I *shouldn't* be giving you ideas =0

<ArkaneSalvos> "She's my 'wife' and telling me she's pregnant. I'm not the father."
<Brisby> "What he said."
<AlcarGM> Mary Kelley frowns, thennods. "How... pedestrian." She studies Brisby thboughtfully. "Are you pregnant, dear? it would be much more effecive if you were."
<Brisby> "Uhh... no?"
<AlcarGM> She frowns. "We could magick it, I suppose. It mostly goes away."
* ArkaneSalvos quirks a brow. "'Mostly'?"
<AlcarGM> Mary Kelly: "Magic isn't exactly reliable." She flexes her fingers and regards Mrs. Brisby thoughtfiully.
<Brisby> (( "Why not have him do it?" <points to ArkaneSalvos> ))
<ArkaneSalvos> . o O (Ahh...I'll pass, thanks. :P)

<AlcarGM> Mary Kely returns, studies the destroyed camera., and sits back down.
* Tracey`^ crashes through the door
* Tracey`^ looks brisby over "Honey! I heard you crying!"
* ArkaneSalvos turns and glares at Tracey. "IT WAS YOU, WASN'T IT?!"
* Tracey`^ looks at the man and smiles "Who is this hotty?"
<Brisby> <sobbing> "Please... no!!! Not now!!!"
* ArkaneSalvos takes a deep breath. "She is--was--hell...She's my wife, as of about 18 days ago, and I found out she'd been sleeping with another man three months ago, when we'd beeen engaged for a month or two."
<AlcarGM> (( "a month or two?" "I've been drinking. I can't remember!" ))
<ArkaneSalvos> . o O (lol)

* Tracey`^ stands and walks over to arkane and touches his lips softly with a bright smile
<Tracey`^> "Let's make love first, then we can talk."
<ArkaneSalvos> "Right here?"
<ArkaneSalvos> . o O (Oh, my...)
<Tracey`^> "MM... Yes!"
* Tracey`^ pulls herself onto him and begins to rub around
<Tracey`^> (( You'll have to excuse tracey, she has a mind of her own ))
<ArkaneSalvos> "Shouldn't we move to a loveseat first...?" he asks, mmmmmmmming as you rub him.
<ArkaneSalvos> . o O (Oh, I am. :) )
* Tracey`^ pushes Arkane onto the floor "What's wrong with this?"
* Brisby sighs and collapses into unconciousness, or a fairly good imitation thereof.
<Tracey`^> (( Alcar is gunna fall over when he reads this ))

* Tracey`^ jumps on Arkane and smears his face with lipstick
<ArkaneSalvos> "...Point..." He moves a paw to a breast, and squeezes it gently.
<ArkaneSalvos> . o O (Hehehe...)
<ArkaneSalvos> . o O (...I've been furry far too long for my own good.)
<Tracey`^> (( Far... Far too long ))
<ArkaneSalvos> . o O (Sod you. :P)

<AlcarGM> (( .... ))
<Tracey`^> (( I'm trying to delay for the gm... ))
<Brisby> 01:20 <@Tracey`^> (( Alcar is gunna fall over when he reads this ))
* ArkaneSalvos 's face elongates, a muzzle forming as he sprouts fur and his ears move to the top of his head as they become pointy. His shoes fall off as his feet and legs transform into digitigrade fox legs/paws.
<AlcarGM> Mary Kelly stops reading her book at looks up, watching. The remaining cameraman looks rather horrified. And his name should not be changed to Woody.
<ArkaneSalvos> . o O (*giggles)

<AlcarGM> Quite a few other sets have gone silent, watching.
<Tracey`^> "Mmm... Nobody's watching... You're into S&M aren't you?"
<ArkaneSalvos> "Not particularly."
* Tracey`^ pulls a whip from underneath the loveseat and cracks it a few times "Are you sure?" Frowning and sounding oh so disapointed
* ArkaneSalvos shudders. "While I can't be truly harmed by non-silver objects, they still hurt like a bitch.
<AlcarGM> (( "And I should know. My mother was one. Wait, wrong species." ))

* ArkaneSalvos shrugs. "...just not a male. How on earth did she get pregnant, though? Spell?"
<Brisby> (( smell! ))
* Tracey`^ shrugs and cracks the whip at Arkane "Wouldn't you like to know?"
<ArkaneSalvos> "She's my wife. Of course I'd like to know."
<AlcarGM> Andre ze Auteur himself comes over to watch.
* Brisby blinks ostentatiously.
<AlcarGM> mary Kelly goes back to her book :)
<ArkaneSalvos> "Unless you're telling me I have no legal rights because I'm a werefox..."
<Brisby> "Wait, you're a wha?"
<ArkaneSalvos> "Werefox. It runs in the family."
<AlcarGM> The cameraman starts laughing, trying not to.
<Brisby> "You- wha- WELL then!"
<Brisby> "I guess I'm GLAD it's not your baby!"
* Brisby gathers herself up.
* Tracey`^ smiles and helps brisby up
<ArkaneSalvos> "So you admit it..."
<ArkaneSalvos> "...Whore."
<Brisby> "Vulpecular clod."

<Brisby> this is insane, btw. :)
<Brisby> I hope you've got the quotefile filling fast. :)
<AlcarGM> Oh yeah :p

* Tracey`^ goes to the coffee shop she left her minion in
<AlcarGM> She is there!
<Tracey`^> ofcourse she is!
* Tracey`^ walks over and sits down sipping her newly bought coffee
<Tracey`^> "I just got the perfect person for your first."
<AlcarGM> She looos at you "Oh?!
* Tracey`^ pulls out a card and hands it to her "Yes and she'll give you money too, she's into the prostitute thing."
<AlcarGM> Kathi takes it hesitantly. "Oh! But what if she is a psycho serial killer, or something?"
* Tracey`^ giggles to herself and rather giddily states that she is such a pimp
<Tracey`^> "Huh? Oh, right... Good point. I guess you should take this with you then." Handing Kathi a 9 tail whip
<AlcarGM> (( LOL ))
<AlcarGM> Kathi looks at the whip, thne at you. "I'M not a serial killer!" (I like bran flakes)
<Tracey`^> "You should probably use it anyway, she needs a little discipline.

<Brisby> (to ArkaneSalvos) "Have we met? I don't recall your name..."
* ArkaneSalvos swallows. "I don't think so..."
<ArkaneSalvos> "May want to check your notebook in case you forgot."
<ArkaneSalvos> "...cos I could've forgotten, too."
<Brisby> "Mrs. Brisby. Did you tell the directress-lady your name was Saliva-something? Wait, that's not quite right...
* ArkaneSalvos facepaws. "My name's Arkane Salvos, ma'am."
<AlcarGM> The day crowd begins to thin out and the afternoon actors come on, and the GM doesn't want to know what a facepaw is, but a small black censorbeast covers ArkaneSalvos to be on the safe side.
<Brisby> "Ah, Salvos. Salve. Hail to the chief! Arakne... arachne... hail to the spider? oh, nevermind."
<ArkaneSalvos> . o O (A 'facepaw' is similar to a 'facepalm'.)
<AlcarGM> (( it remains anyway :p Becayuse it is a nice, friendly censor beast worth no experience if you kill it ))

* Tracey`^ grabs the reddest beef on the table and puts it on the plate
<Brisby> Tracey`^: you are overdoing it with the faux vampire deal ;)
<AlcarGM> Psh., Only difference between avampire and demon is the latter hasn't been butchered by anne rice yet :p
<Tracey`^> oh, nono overdoing it would be to suck the blood
<Tracey`^> of one of the crew

<Tracey`^> you will NOT quit the game on me like that, it's inhumane
<Tracey`^> i still deserve an hour extra!
<Alcar> you got that during last nights session.
<Tracey`^> I mean I had been begging for a week for some extra lolad but noooo we have to wait untill the game day
<Tracey`^> well it's the game day now!
* Alcar points to previous comment.
<Tracey`^> there was no sessio last night
<Tracey`^> you can't tell me i got an hour from last night if there wasn't anything last night!
<Alcar> chaos - that's just a technicality.
<Brisby> yes he can :)

<aslhk> an easy way to start, GeminiRai, is to come up with a Character Type!
<GeminiRai> a Character Type?!
<aslhk> Do you want to be Gun Toting Maniac/Hero/Cowboy!?
<aslhk> Do you want to be a Disenfranchised Comic Book Character (no tentacles)
<aslhk> Do you want to be an ex-celebrity?!
<alcar> like .. cyberspaceman from the stars .. or .. forgotten cartoon character! 1970s silent film star!
<aslhk> do you want to be a LEGENDARY HERO OF OLD who disney killed =P
<aslhk> yes!
<aslhk> *laugH*
<alcar> 1970s silent film star would be weird :P
<aslhk> lol
<aslhk> yes =P
<alcar> 'But ... they had SOUND then...." "So the studio was behind the times!" "They had colour, too." "SHUT UP!"

<aslhk> GeminiRai, IS IT DONE!?
<GeminiRai> No!D:
<alcar> lol!
<aslhk> OH NO!
<aslhk> what about now?!
<GeminiRai> lol
<GeminiRai> It's not even started!
<aslhk> OMG!
<aslhk> you are so far behind!
<aslhk> you'd better hurry to catch up!

<GeminiRai> I could be the main character from my barely started book!
<aslhk> yes!
<aslhk> that sounds pretty obscure! *laugh*
<GeminiRai> He has l337 swordskillz! And mysterious power!
<aslhk> lol
<alcar> ooh! That is fun.
<aslhk> how does he handle being Shot By Guns!?
<alcar> Deflect bullets feat
<GeminiRai> lol:D
<aslhk> lol
<GeminiRai> He would probably panic and jump into the bushes or something!
<aslhk> that sounds reasonable =P

<GeminiRai> Hm!
<aslhk> can he see dead people?! does he know when he is in danger?!
<alcar> "That's . .wine..." "It's the spirits of my grandfather."
<alcar> </horrid pun>
<aslhk> lolol
<aslhk> that is kind of ironical! :D
<aslhk> alcar, that is awful =P
<alcar> it's your fault :p
<aslhk> DO NOT BLAME ME!
<aslhk> you made the pun!
<aslhk> I just set it up =P

<GeminiRai> He does know things!
<GeminiRai> Mysterious things that he has no right to know!
<aslhk> Excellent!
<aslhk> Mysterious Knowledge
<aslhk> there you go! =p if you include the circumstances under which it usually kicks in
<aslhk> you will be better off =P
<alcar> "It generally kicks in shortly after I die."
<alcar> that would be worrisome :p
<aslhk> unless you are like alcar =P
<aslhk> and like to find EXCEPTIONS TO MY STATEMENTS! *laugh*
<alcar> think of it as very special inclusions!

<aslhk> He needs to be able to interact with the world!
<GeminiRai> can he be a narcyleptic schizophrenic with an irrepressable urge for killing?
<aslhk> he needs to be able to make rational decisions (not well, mind you--he can be retarded)
<aslhk> nope!
<GeminiRai> What if he is unable to actually kill anyone because everyone he wants to kill doesn't exist?
<aslhk> rational decisions =P

<alcar> <GeminiRai> What if he is unable to actually kill anyone because everyone he wants to kill doesn't exist? .. I see a PC in that, tho....
<aslhk> lol
<aslhk> oh no! =P
<alcar> "But why would I kil them? They don't exist. I am seeking the illuminati." "But .. there is no illuminati." "I am prepared to wait."

<Brisby> Aerdan: maybe you could run a game..
<Brisby> seeing how we have these... shortages =b
<Aerdan> that's what the FF campaign over on Nightstar was going to be...
<aslhk> nooooooooO! not FF!
<Brisby> eh, I wasn't exactly enthralled with the concepts presented :)
<Aerdan> I'm not exactly known for being particularly original >.>
<aslhk> Maybe you should be!
<Aerdan> but that requires work!

<Creason> OH God! Mitch has a thing for Linda!? That'd be a lot more tweaked than it is if Dex didn't have his thing for me!!!
<AlcarGM> lol!
<AlcarGM> (( that ewas actualy Dex being evil :p Mitch really has a thin for Linda's mom. ))
<Creason> ((... jesus. that doesn't make it any better.))
<AlcarGM> (( no ;p ))

* Creason changes out of his costume, having been wearing it for, like, a day or two or something.
<AlcarGM> But this is foour colour! BO is a thing of the future! :p
<Creason> lol, good point ;)

<AlcarGM> Reed stands there for a few seconds., then "Right." And walks towrds the door. "We're keeping him down the hallway. How do you remain solid?" briskly.
<Creason> "Well, like my predecessors, my metagenes have been stablized mostly by the catalysts in the pills."
<Creason> "My genes being somewhat prone to volatility due to my non-metahuman parents."
<AlcarGM> Reed: "I see." He frowns. "We tried that. I don't believe it's working. Some silly naniite clusters keep resisting being eradicated. Quite persistent, even if they are rather poor worksmanship. Do you actually go to the washroom as a normal human would? And, if not, do you masturbate?"
<AlcarGM> A police officer walking by stops, stares, then just shakes his head and keeps going.
* Creason does much the same thing, then hurries to catch up
<AlcarGM> he doesn;'t even nlotice the pause, just waiting for the reply. (to a question the GM should add never, ever occured to even wonder about during pc generation and never, ever should have
<Creason> ((yeah. why that would be important to know... i'm not sure.))
<AlcarGM> (( reed is thinking of it in terms of hardness and elastcity and what wayne could be made out of. Things no one would want to ponder :p ))

<AlcarGM> Reed: "That should be interesting to watch develop." He stops before a rather imposing metal door. "Me." The door opens. Inside is a large plastic (or something) cage, with a giant .. wlel. .green jello shape in it you assume to be Wayne, and, oddly, Dexter standing outside it, just looking at it.
<Creason> "I've been trying to figure out why Wayne isn't becoming more cohesive, once the pills have had a chance to take full effect. I think, maybe, his abilities are preventing him from it."
<AlcarGM> Reed: "What would be the use of that?"
<Creason> "I don't know. I imagine being liquid has its uses."
<AlcarGM> Dexter doesn't turn around. <If you want to make him into a slurpee, yes.>

<AlcarGM> The Green Blob (aka Wayne) moves sluggishly to the wall of the cage.
<AlcarGM> Reed: "Hrm. I think he recognizes you. Would you be considered his sire, or mate...?" to himself.

<AlcarGM> The door opens and Reed comes in, lugging a rather large 4' cube box labelled "ground deer"
<AlcarGM> Reed closes the door and says "Would one of you.. heroes.. take this box to the top pf the cage and open it?"
* Creason does it from where he's standing, using an arm for leverage while the other three manage the crate
<AlcarGM> You manage it easily. Reed does somethig and the roof dissolves, the box and meat falling inside. Wayne - or whatever he's become - glomps the box,devouring it.
<AlcarGM> Reed: "I mixed the deer with your blood and some stuff that should be his blood. It should work. If not, he will explode," as if discusing the weather
<Creason> "That's... a novel approach. And I thought what I did was bad..."
* Creason watches, somewhat nervously
<AlcarGM> Reed: "Bad?"
<Creason> "You know, forcing him to take the pills."
<AlcarGM> Reed: "Itprovided new data. How would that be bad?"

<AlcarGM> The shape flows over the food, which dissolves, then flows upwards like jello and turns into Wayne, standing in the cage naked.
* Creason grimaces
<AlcarGM> Except, of course, for underwear.
<Creason> "There's a sight I won't be able to get out of my head for a while."
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Me neither.>
<Creason> ((thank god. nevermind that last thing ;))
<AlcarGM> Reed: "Why no other clothing?" to himself. He mutter something about testing the pruporrted indestructibility of underwear and CERNE.

<AlcarGM> Wayne: "Hi!" His fingers turn into tentacles and he waves them at you vigorously.
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Oh. My. I saw that in a movie once.>
<AlcarGM> (( Dexter: <Could you leave us alone for an hour?> .... so .. so NOT 4 colour :[p ))
<Creason> "Eesh. Fully grown, and without any practice at what he does. I really should've thought things through before I did this..."
<Creason> ((lol, yes ;))

<AlcarGM> Wayne waves bye bye to Dexter and stares at you curiously. Then starts making faces. And given stretching, he's making a lot of them :p\
* Creason just watches him
<Creason> "Enjoying yourself?"
<AlcarGM> Wayne's face shifts back into normal and he nods eagerly, giving you bambi eyes. "Hungry."
<AlcarGM> the bambi eyes are quite realistic. You guess the ground deer wasn't that well ground after all.
<AlcarGM> j/k

<alcar> Dog dark secret: Is really the father of the children in the AA game :p
<Fennec> I think it would be best put as... "omgwtf"
<alcar> "So, wait.. you're not my husband .... you're some kind of clone, and the dog is really .... Oh, dear...."
<alcar> would be cool :p
<Fennec> he's a simulacrum! =)
<Fennec> (that's a cool word btw)
<Aerdan> the 'daddy' is an alien; the 'dog' is the real daddy transformed.
<Aerdan> replace 'alien' with 'demon' to taste.
<alcar> or fairy. Same thing all around really :p
<alcar> "I'm married to a fairy and my husband is a dog."
<alcar> nice tabloid headline :)
<Fennec> sounds like a potential conflict of interest, anyway, cool :)
<alcar> and the dog trying to get his children to obey him would be terribly amusing.
<GeminiRai> a few lost fingers would probably be enough to persuade them.

<alcar> of course, finding out about the dog being their father would be difficult.
<alcar> As would be show and tell at school.
<alcar> "I followed my daddy around for a day. He ate from a bowl, crapped in the back yard, and bit the post man, and slobbered all over my shoes."
<alcar> "Then he tried to hump my leg .. yes, Mrs. Teacher?"
<Fennec> but if the dog is already doing that, it's freaky enough :)

<Chaos`^> Just like there should be no other game acronymed lolad
<Chaos`^> It's like naming your kid Jesus
<Chaos`^> it just shouldn't be done
<Chaos`^> "I talk to jesus all the time, he carries a crowbar and steals hubcaps" or something like that
<Chaos`^> It just confuses people
<Chaos`^> especially if they don't know how to pronounce it
<Chaos`^> "I talked to Jesus today, he says hi."

<Chaos`^> run some lolad foo'
<alcar> no! I is writing, and eating, and stuffies.
<Chaos`^> 2000 words and we'll call it done
<Chaos`^> you can count my words as words too!
<Chaos`^> and our nicks too
<alcar> Chaos - no, you don't want that :P
<Chaos`^> i don't care
<alcar> I'll just do a series of 444 character passages :)
<alcar> in purple prose
<Chaos`^> Just nike it
<alcar> "As you step outside the sun shines down upon you not unlike a stage light because it isn't a stage light at all, and the strret is filled with the hustble, bustle, and rustle of various people going around and ignoring all of you in much the way that people tend to ignore people to prove their common humanity. Or, in this case, vampranity, wereanity, and various other states that may or may not exist nad may never not have been human at all.
<alcar> So the sun shines down on the wicked and the innocent alike because it's a good for nothing bastard like that, and the street moves arond you, or the people move because yo're all just standing in the liminal place between darkness and light, a doorway to other realms and other selves, and perhaps you do not need ot continnue forward. But what if you died, and in death you were asked if you could go back, and change one moment,
<alcar> and redo one thing you had never done? And what if this was your second chance, and this moment? The light turns red. You get run over, your blpood pooling around you all sticky and moist, like cake mix.

<Chaos`^> oh aslhk
<Chaos`^> I hate you, because you started a new lolad... no that's too strong a word. I dislike your motives =p
<aslhk> lol
<aslhk> Chaos`^, what are my motives?!
<Chaos`^> Making a game with the acronym LoLaD!
<aslhk> that's not a motive!
<aslhk> I am too lazy to run my own game
<aslhk> so I decided to run alcar's instead!
<Chaos`^> Now I really dislike you for doing that and filling the game!
<aslhk> lol
<aslhk> it is not really lolad!
<aslhk> it just has the name to make me feel more lazy
<Chaos`^> oh
<Chaos`^> I dislike your lazyness
<aslhk> good!
<aslhk> I dislike yours, as well!
<aslhk> we should throw them in an arena and watch them FIGHT!

<FreudianDave> they let people who hang out on IRC teach first grade?
<kentari> :D They don't have to know about game1.

<kentari> make a hot chick who wants to date a professional gambler
<kentari> :P
<Chaos`^> ah, no
<Chaos`^> Date the stripper
<kentari> the stripper is a man
<Gemm> heh, no he's not!
<Fennec> the stripper is a DOG!
<alcar> lol gemm
<Gemm> I mean she!
<Gemm> Or it!
<Chaos`^> lol
<alcar> sure you do :p
<Fennec> we talking one of those sexual reassignment cases? :)

<Chaos`^> How can you not know you're a man?
<Fennec> sexual reassignment after circumcision injury is the usual pattern
<Chaos`^> Just one day you look down "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?"
<alcar> very rigid parents :p
<Gemm> But didn't doctors at one time cut "it" off because maybe the parents wanted a girl?
<Fennec> but generally you'd notice something...
<alcar> who forbid you to look at or think about genetalia
<Fennec> homeschooling!
<alcar> "You mean I'm a man?!"
<Chaos`^> omg
<kentari> lol
<Chaos`^> I am not having this conversation
<Chaos`^> anyway yeah
<alcar> actually, that would be funny to play....

<Gemm> oh man... why did, in creating my AA characters background, just think of him being the bastard son of Ann Coulter and Charlie Manson?
<kentari> because ann coulter is attractive
<Gemm> I know that
<Gemm> I wanna write her a letter telling her that I'd love to jump her bones. +P
<FreudianDave> william shatner is the coolest person alive
<kentari> I'll sign it with you
<Gemm> one of them
<kentari> :P
<Gemm> heh
<kentari> I would love to have her child
<kentari> I mean
<kentari> for her to have my child
<kentari> :P
<Gemm> I'd love to have her childREN
<Gemm> She'd probably make me.

<Chaos`^> crap
<Chaos`^> that's another pc i have to make
<Chaos`^> i hate making pc's
<Chaos`^> I mean, give me a stick figure and I can make him interesting
<Chaos`^> personality and past is only slight motivation

<Chaos`^> hey
<Chaos`^> bad news everyone
<alcar> chaos - oh?
<alcar> ... you're not dead, are you?
<alcar> Because we can work with that!
<Chaos`^> no
<alcar> Channel use would skyrocket with a dead person in it.
<Chaos`^> HOWEVER
<Chaos`^> My schedule has changed and I cannot make any games except those on tuesday and wednesday

<Keith> !generate female
<sparkie> Keith, your new name is VICKEY LYNAH
<Keith> ahh if it was only that easy to get a female into ones life

* Sandra` runs her hand over the dish of mints, counting them to herself.
<Fennec|GM> You count 333 mints.
<Fennec|GM> JUST kidding!

<Melissa> "Oh! Well, I guess they'll serve drinks on the flight, then."
* Melissa puts the papers she was editing into her laptop case and brushes off her pants. "Well. I guess we'll have more time ot talk during the flight. It was nice meeting you," to Adam
<Adam`^> "I would recomend uhm... Sex... Uhhhh.... Sex... On the beach! Yeah it's good, it's like all tropical... Good."
* Melissa blinks.
<Adam`^> "Oh... Right... Ok, see you uh.. On the flight."
* Melissa stares at Adam. "What?" in a puzzled tone.
* Kendrick barely stiffles a chuckle, hearing Adam. ;p
<Adam`^> "Uh... It's a mixed drink?"
<Melissa> "Oh! I'm sorry. I thought -" *Blushes slightly* "Sorry."
<Adam`^> "Huh? Oh... OH! Uh.. yeah... It's good too..."

<Fennec|GM> The airline attendant is blaming sunspots for the delay as people walk by.
<Kendrick> "Sunspots?"
* Kendrick shrugs, not wanting to know!
<Fennec|GM> "That's what I'm told, ma'am."
<Kendrick> ((:P))
<Fennec|GM> (( oops, haha ))
<Kendrick> ((np dude ;p Its the story of my life))

* Sandra` takes out the Playgirl she brought along with her. Thinking to herself, 'I can't wait to read the articles in this latest issue.'

<Fennec|GM> "During your flight, our alitiude, speed, and the outside air temperature will be displayed on this screen." She points. "The Concorde is made of aluminum, and the entire plane will become about two feet longer in flight due to the increased temperature."
* Kendrick wonders if Adam can boast those kinds of figures, but can't think of a diplomatic way to communicate this curiosity, so says nothing.
<Adam`^> (( Wouldn't you like to know ))

<Kendrick> I'm totally gonna score with Darlene
<Melissa> ...
<Kendrick> Just to spite Adam
<Kendrick> ;D
<Melissa> Repeat after me: This is NOT Ios
<Kendrick> k
<Kendrick> "I WILL WIN AGAIN"
<Kendrick> oops
<Kendrick> I just can't
* Melissa laughs
<Kendrick> say it
<Kendrick> ;p

<Sandra`> "Ok ok, but how about this joke for ya, eh?"
<Kendrick> "Hmm? Go ahead."
<Sandra`> "How do you make five pounds of fat look nice?"
<Kendrick> "How?"
* Kendrick isn't looking at Sandra. ;p
<Sandra`> "Put a nipple on it."
* Jim starts laughing way too much for a joke that lame
<Sandra`> "And see," she shows Kendrick the picture next to the joke, "there's a picture of this guy's ass, which makes it even more comical."

* Kendrick shrugs a bit, and looks back to Jim, "What sort of Doctor are you, if I might ask?"
<Adam`^> "Yeah... I'm pretty sure."
<Jim> "Medicine, my man. What do you do?"
* Kendrick almost says Your Mom, but bites his tongue.
<Kendrick> "I'm a traveller."

<Fennec|GM> The display says you're going at Mach Sixteen and that it's -453 degrees Farenheit outside. You are also about 4 billion feet high.
<Adam`^> "Uh... The display's off..."
* Adam`^ follows Jim
<Kendrick> ((omfg its the triangle we're all doomed))
<Fennec|GM> The display flickers, and indeed, it turns off. :)

<Fennec|GM> d20
<sparkie> Fennec|GM d20: 8
<Kendrick> d20?!?!
<Fennec|GM> wait
<Fennec|GM> d100
<sparkie> Fennec|GM d100: 47
<Kendrick> ((oh god))
<Kendrick> (( :P ))

* Kendrick locks the door! "I'm not decent!"
<Kendrick> "I mean."
<Melissa> "I think I know that just fine."
<Fennec|GM> (( darn straight you're not! ))
* Kendrick can be heard sighing. ;p
<Melissa> "Darlene?" loudly. "Are you all right?"
* Kendrick disguises his voice. >:D "I'm spiffy!"
<Melissa> (( LOL! ))
<Kendrick> ((btw I can't disguise my voice ;p))
* Melissa attempts to open the door :P
<Melissa> by force, if need be.
<Kendrick> (( :P ))
* Kendrick throws Darlene in the lavatory and closes the door. ;p
<Melissa> (( .... ))
* Kendrick thinks better of it and goes in, too, so he can lock it.
<Fennec|GM> (( I thought you WERE in the lavatory? ))
<Kendrick> ((Oh, riiight.))
<Kendrick> ((I got so mixed up :S))
<Kendrick> ((We are.))

<Kendrick> "Just give me five minutes. Ok?"
* Kendrick grins stupidly. ;p
<Melissa> "No, it is NOT okay."
* Kendrick in the meantime grabs a handkerchief, wets it, and places it on Darlene's forehead
* Melissa once again attempts to open the door. "I don't think you should be alone with her."
<Kendrick> "Oh, relax. I'm not gonna make a sweater out of her or anything."
* Kendrick does that quiet, voiceless laugh that you do when you are trying to not laugh but can't help it ;p
* Melissa pauses, since that's a rather new euphemism for rape in her books. "You... what?"

* Adam`^ uses the intercom this time
<Fennec|GM> The pilot replies with colorful language.
<Adam`^> "Uh... this is your passenger speaking... We need someone to come back here and help us with a stewardess trying to kill herself."
<Fennec|GM> Curses. "Again?"
<Jim> "Tell him to bring a flashlight!"
<Melissa> (( .. flying the friendly airlines ))
<Adam`^> "Uhm... Yes? And we need a flashlight, I think."

* Melissa accepts it. "What ... happened? She ... did you see a glow?"
* Kendrick cracks open a pack of.. snacks. And starts munching.
<Kendrick> "Glow? What glow?"
<Melissa> "She was glowing. There was that .. purple light. That hit you."
<Kendrick> (( >:E ))
<Kendrick> "Purple light? Are you ok?"
<Melissa> (( you are evil :p ))
<Kendrick> (( :> luv ))
* Melissa blinbks, looking confused. "She ... threw you threw the air," slowly, reluctantly. "I saw it."
<Kendrick> "Riiight. Maybe you should sit down."
<Melissa> (( rofl! ))
<Melissa> "But ... I saw it..." in a small voice, looking ... beaten, in a way. "She ... threw you .. through the air .... she glowed...."
<Kendrick> "People don't glow, though.."
<Fennec|GM> (( You big fat meanie! ))
<Kendrick> (( WELCOME TO MY HELL ;p ))
<Melissa> "Her eyes glowed. I saw them!" desperately. "How do you explain it?!"

* Adam`^ walks to the back of the plane, looking worried
* Kendrick looks up at Adam. "Hey."
* Melissa stares at Kendrick, considering some very unladylike things. "Why ... why did you saw you saw none of it, then?!"
<Adam`^> "So you do go blind when you're... Uhm what are we talking about?"
<Kendrick> "Because that's the easiest way to explain it."
<Kendrick> "If I can't explain it, I don't think about it, and it never happened. Get it?"
* Melissa blinks, then just nods. "But it happened."
<Kendrick> "Not if anyone asks us, it didn't. Riiight?"
<Adam`^> "What happened?"
* Kendrick nods slowly and encouragingly
<Kendrick> "Oh, I shared my snacks with her and we talked about stuff. That's all."
* Adam`^ gasps and looks at the both of them!
<Adam`^> "You didn't!?" To Melissa
* Melissa shakes her head slightly, looking tired. "But ... it happened. We can't pretend it didn't."
* Adam`^ looks sad "I always loose to the good looking ones..." About to cry and slumping his shoulders, going back to the front of the plane
* Kendrick blinks.
* Kendrick just starts laughing. :D
* Melissa blinks, then looks confused. "What was he talking about?"

<Jim> "What'd you do to her?"
<Kendrick> "Nothin. Why?"
<Jim> "What. Did. You. Do. To. Her."
<Kendrick> "No. Thing. Why?"
* Kendrick stares. Not looking all too pleased.
<Jim> "Why the hell did I find her with a bruise on her head back here in the bathroom after you came back here to score with her?"
<Jim> "Furthurmore: Why the hell did she shoot blue lightning like the emperor from star wars out of her hands at you?"
<Jim> "In addition, why was she not breathing at one point?"
<Kendrick> "Oh."
<Kendrick> "I beat her senseless and then taught her the art of necromancy."
* Kendrick rolls his eyes.
<Jim> "No, seriously, what'd you do to her?"
<Kendrick> "She fell, I have no clue, and probably because she was unconscious."
<Jim> "Why was she unconscious?"
<Kendrick> "I'm a gambler, Jim, not a doctor!"
* Kendrick glares. :P

* Jim glares harder, the way only a doctor in a bad mood who wants another drink can glare
<Kendrick> "You fancy yourself a doctor, aye?"
<Kendrick> "Well what kind of doctor keeps his license after diagnosing someone with BEING A JEDI?!"
* Kendrick sighs, "Unless we're actually getting somewhere, I'd like to go sit down."
<Fennec|GM> (( blue lightning? It was a purple flash, people! ))
<Jim> "Why was she unconscious?"
<Jim> ((sorry, misunderstood the description))

<Fennec|GM>Darlene takes a sip. "Did you know Bastille Day is named after the dog?"
<Kendrick>"Really? That's quite interesting."
<Fennec|GM>"It's-a sort of like a poodle, it's French!"
<Fennec|GM>"Except it's smaller. And tastes better."

<Alicia> Murdering someone with pringles boxes?
<alcar> no, murdering and then putting the remains in pringles boxes.
* Alicia wonders if it's even possible
* alcar grins. The game IS going to be weird. The hardy brothers wil have to figure out how it was done :p
<alcar> and who did it.
* alcar contemplates fitting the entire body into one container.
<Alicia> Secretly
<Alicia> By a ninja
<alcar> Nah. I'm avoiding ninjas. They're too normal.
<Alicia> I never thought I'd hear that

<kentari> what game is that for again? :P
<Tass> you will remember!
<kentari> oh hey
<kentari> that was an accident
<kentari> creativitiy
<tatterdemalion> ... which sums up 4 colour perfectly!
<kentari> :P it could've happened to anyone
<Tass> oh yeah
<Tass> I get to use the same excuse when johnny destroys the world

* kentari will be as a street magician
<kentari> but rather than pulling a quarter out of your ear
<kentari> IT WOULD BE YOUR SOUL!!!
<tatterdemalion> "Stand still. I'm trying to .. ergg . .get your soul out. Jesus, man, do you *ever* clean your ears?"

<Fennec> and FreudianDave has left #game1 permanently, from what I hear
<Fennec> SO!
<kentari> Why's that?
<kentari> Is he ok?
<Fennec> he took Alcar seriously

* Melissa gets up, nervously, and goes over. "Is it .. normal.. sleep?" sounding rather foolish asking the question
* Adam`^ points to the passenger's eyes
<Fennec|GM> It's gotten almost reasonably bright outside, and you can make out what appears to be rock wall scooting along.
* Melissa looks.
<Melissa> "oh, shit," in a very small voice
<Kendrick> "Mm. Up to you."

<Fennec|GM> ;)
<Melissa> Mel would save the chicken even if its eyes WERE glowing :p
<Kendrick> :P
<Melissa> PETA membership is bad for things like this. Really bad for werewolves, too, I imagine.
<Melissa> "But we can't kill it!" "He's going to rip our faces off!" "It's revenge for how we treat the animal kingdom."

<Fennec|GM> "But I assure you, I have taken care of it already. We will have plenty of time for these pleasantries of civilization."
<Adam`^> "That usually happens after the discussion of the job, incase I decide I don't like you and leave, you didn't waiste your time trying to be my friend."
<Fennec|GM> She smiles.
<Melissa> "Excuse him. It's been a long day for all of us."
* Adam`^ looks at melissa and waves everyone off
<Fennec|GM> "I shall consider your employment begun immediately. I have prepared a cash advance."
* Kendrick 's eyes turn to dollar signs.
<Kendrick> "What's the catch?"
<Adam`^> "What's the JOB?"
<Melissa> "What are we doing?"
<Kendrick> (( err no that's kentari, not kendrick. ))
<Kendrick> (( Yeah, I'm going with adam ;p

* alcar wanders off to design vecnas vorpal toilet plunger for d&D ... a defence system against otyughs
<robertsloan2> otyughs?
<alcar> D&D critter than lives in sewers etc. and eats bodily waste
* alcar had a DM who used them a LOT :p
<analog> but if they eat bodily waste, what do they excrete?
* alcar isn't sure the do... we never thought about it :)
<analog> maybe those little blue urinal tablet things?

<alcar> You arrived in Davisville late last night by train and found ytour rooms booke dfor you at the Days Inn. It's currnetly seven a.m. and you're woken from a sound sleep by someone pounding on the door of your room (room 331).
<alcar> Joe took 333, and isn't awake or up yet. Judging by the drinks he had on the train trip, he's probably sleeping off a hangover right now.
* FrankHardy makes a mental note to observe Joe for signs of alcoholism and to possibly stage an intervention.

<FrankHardy> "Thanks for the phone!"
<AlcarGM> Steve: "Huh? Oh. No problem. Hey, if you want breakfast, there is the Laughing Moon Cafe down the block to the left. Good breakfast food."
<FrankHardy> "That sounds like a keen idea!"
<AlcarGM> Steve blinks and looks at you for the first time, not sure when he last heard someone use the word keen. He shakes his head.
* FrankHardy grins blindingly

<AlcarGM> Joe says something about a date with the little man pounding on his head when you knock on his door and says he'll call you later, when he's awake and his head isn't hurting. You doubt it's from a migraine.
* FrankHardy frowns, and begins to mentally compose the speech he will give at Joe's intervention
* FrankHardy yells, loudly and clearly, "I'm going for breakfast at the Laughing Moon Cafe! It's just down the block! TO THE LEFT! Got that?"
<AlcarGM> Joe: "Ow! Stop yelling man! I get it! I'll, uh, join you for lunch later. Somewhere. Just stop yelling. Please?"
* FrankHardy leaves for the Laughing Moon Cafe, with a spring in his step and a smile on his face

<AlcarGM> The current custom is a young nerdy looking man in a suit typing on a laptop eating a bagel, an older couple in their sixties drinking some tea, and a young pregnant girl wearing a leather jacket and dyed hair.
<AlcarGM> The waitress, a one-pretty woman in her thirties with a nametag reading "Patty" smiles warmly when you enter. "Good morning! I'm Patty."
* FrankHardy is drawn by forces he does not understand to sit at a table near the pregnant girl
<AlcarGM> The old couple looks at you when you come in in a careful silence, as if you were an alien walking into their world. Even the kid typing on his laptop gives you a once-over that clearly says "You are not from here"
<FrankHardy> "Good morning! Gosh, I'm hungry. What's the special today?"
<AlcarGM> the pregnant girl is drinking some coffee and reading a book by Dr. laura called "Happiness, Your Baby, and Get Married You Slut" She seems to find it amusing.

<AlcarGM> the pregant girl flips some pages and moves in the chair. You get a sight of her shirt. An arrow points down to her stomach with "baby" on her stomach and a second arrow up at her face with "dyke" written on it.
<AlcarGM> (( wonders if such shirts really exist. ))
<AlcarGM> (( I think they'd be cool :p ))
<FrankHardy> ( omg yes )
<Mori-neko> ((if they don't exist, they ought to))
<AlcarGM> The pregant girl looks up at you challengingly, feeling your regard. "You got a problem?"
* FrankHardy puts his thoughts of Joe's intervention on hold and starts to think about the problem of farming land near large bodies of water
<FrankHardy> "As a matter of fact, I do."
<AlcarGM> She stares at you. "Oh, what?" in tones suited to starting world war three.
<FrankHardy> "I'm looking for a missing woman. My aunt Gertrude, in fact, a rather wrinkled, tiny woman." *gestures about Gertrude's height with his hands*

<AlcarGM> Emily: "Well, it was nice meeting you Frank. I hope you find your Aunt."
<FrankHardy> "Thanks, Emily! Good luck with your dykes!" *beams*
<AlcarGM> (( LOL! ))
<AlcarGM> Emily blinks and stares at you oddly. "Uh. Thank you?:"
* FrankHardy quickly pays Patty and escapes the threat of social interaction with a girl

<AlcarGM> The south end of the town (over the bridge) is mostly scattered homes and a few subdivisions further down, and native land between them as evidenced by fields with lots of signs of advertising various TV shows, politicians, and companies.
* FrankHardy looks forward to seeing the Sleuth, running his fingers over its hard gleaming hull, and polishing it with all the energy that his strict moral codes deny him release
<AlcarGM> The boat house is a large boathouse and a few forlorn docks from the time back in the 30s whenthe town was, if not thriving, at least a viable port. It looks rather unsafe, but hasn't fallen down yet. An old but spry man with jeans, suspenders, and a plaid shirt is sitting on the docks fishing.
<AlcarGM> (( ROFL ))
<AlcarGM> (( horrible mental images there. ))

<AlcarGM> the boat house is, currently, locked, and the lock is surprisingly new compare dto the condition of the boathouse itself, which leaves a lot to be desired. A small building next to it, barely large enough for a booth and bed, is currently empty and the keys hang from a rack on the wall.
<FrankHardy> ( What would Jesus do? :P )
<AlcarGM> (( bomb it in the name of Allah? :p ))
* FrankHardy looks at the keys thoughtfully, then at the lock. Then looks at the keys again. Puts his hand on his chin and thinks deeply. Looks at the lock.

* FrankHardy unties Sleuth, and pilots it outside the boathouse
<AlcarGM> You find the keys hidden under the seat, as per usual, and pilot the Sleuth outside. It handles, like always, as a dream.
* FrankHardy sighs with contentment
<AlcarGM> The sky looks fine, but from past experience you know that if you go out it's liable to storm. Not that the Sleuth is cursed or anything. That just always happens. At least you have a first aid kit in the glove compartment and falres ,or should if Tony hasn't used them.

<AlcarGM> most of whatever is in the compartment is definitely flesh, and bits of shattered bones like picking through cheap salmon. The glint, after you dig around it carefully and try not to think of something that seemed like an eyue you poked through, turns out to be Tony's Rolex*, a gift from his father.
* FrankHardy digs out the piece of metal with his tweezers
<AlcarGM> * No, he's not mafia. Honest.

<alcar> How does a gryphon have sex with an elf and the elf survive?
<StarBlue> why wouldn't they?
<alcar> Claws. Teeth. Heat of passion.
<StarBlue> kinky masochist elf with regeneration equipment? :)
* Keri has joined #sffmuse
<alcar> "It was a love bite" "You took his head off." "I said I was sorry!"
<alcar> lol! now THAT would be fun.
<alcar> and it does suit elves. They must run out of woodland creatures at some point.
<Keri> LOL. what a line to come in on.

* Melissa takes a shabby thick book of the shelf and opens it up idly.
<Melissa> (( "What a strange dedication. "Hastur Hastur Hastur" is odd. Who gives someone their last name as their first and middle name too?" ))

<Adam`^> "You pushed a button?"
* Kendrick looks for a portion of floor not moving, to stand on.
<Melissa> "In the bookshelf, where a book was." *looks at the floor* "This is quite interesting."
<Adam`^> "Why did you push a button!?"
* Adam`^ goes toward the door
<Melissa> "Because it was there."
<Adam`^> "You are banned from pushing buttons from now on!"
<Kendrick> "Why not? Its only a button."
<Melissa> (( this explains everything you need to know about human behaviour :p ))
<Kendrick> "Which button was it, anyway"
<Fennec|GM> There is a metallic clang, and the floor in the center of the room has now opened into a wide round hole. It is dark below, with glints of light shining off of something with free electrons.
* Melissa walks over to the bookshelf. "The one behind this book," touching the shabby boo, and looks at the hole, then up at the suit. "You want to explain this?"
* Kendrick heads over, exposes the button, and presses it again.
<Fennec|GM> Nothing happens.
* Kendrick presses it over and over. :P

<Fennec|GM> Glass part is broken. As you approach you feel the static charge increase. The glass part probably used to be insulation of some sort.
<Fennec|GM> There now a humming noise coming from the machine, rather low, a few octaves below middle C.
<Kendrick> "Hey, Adam, I have an idea."
<Adam`^> (( It's the phantom of the opera ))
<Kendrick> "Hum this note."
<Adam`^> "Yeah?"
* Kendrick hums a G. :P
<Adam`^> "Why should I hum it?"
<Adam`^> "You hum it."
<Kendrick> "I have to hum another one."
<Kendrick> "Just do it."
* Adam`^ hums G, looking anoyed
* Kendrick hums a FREAKING E FLAT.

<Kendrick> "Quickly, stand on one foot!"
* Kendrick yells to Adam, looking at a gauge.
* Adam`^ walks over to Kendrick
<Kendrick> "One foot!"
* Adam`^ stand infront of kendrick, and raises a foot... Only to bring it down quickly on kendrick's toes
* Kendrick freaking punches Adam in THE FACE.
<Adam`^> "Oops sorry, the one foot thing... OUCH!"
* Adam`^ gets punched
* Sandra` will start pulling at the wire Adam was indicating to be pulled.
<Kendrick> "I hate having to kick ass like that, but I don't need you getting all passive aggressive on me at the world's end."
<Adam`^> "It wasn't passive."
* Adam`^ is rubbing his eye
<Kendrick> "Oh, my bad. It tickled, so, you know.. I thought..."

<Adam`^> "Whatever, it's the end of the world and i'm stuck with a bunch of idiots to save it... I guess all we can do is stand here and watch the electric guage grow."
<Kendrick> "And what's wrong with that? At least we'll be sure to get into Heaven first."
<Kendrick> "If you're a Jehova's Witness, this is actually not that bad a deal, you know."
* Kendrick snickers :>
* Adam`^ laughs "Heaven..."
<Adam`^> "I'm not going to Heaven."
<Fennec|GM> A window of night appears in the storm above, and you can see the moon shine down.
<Kendrick> "Sucks to be you, dude."
* Kendrick looks around for more buttons. ;p

* Adam`^ assumes he finds nothing, and goes back toward Kendrick "How much time do we have before we die?"
<Kendrick> "You ask me like I know?"
* Adam`^ points at the guage
* Kendrick shrugs, "I dunno what it means."
* Adam`^ sighs and looks at the guage "How close to the red line are we?"
<Fennec|GM> It's at the red line.
<Kendrick> "It's at the red line."
<Adam`^> "It's at the red line!"
<Kendrick> "Yes."

<Fennec|GM> The percipitation outside has changed into a lovely but dense snowfall.
<Fennec|GM> (( in case I didn't make it clear, it was a nice summer day when you arrived here. :))
<Adam`^> (( We just watched ball lightning go to a machine that disapeared, a woman die, and a man disapera in a flash of blue. I don't think we're worried about the weather. ))
<Adam`^> (( According to melissa we're worried about getting paid =p ))
<Melissa> (( she/'s being practical :p Finding someone in a city requires having money :) ))

<Melissa> "Uh ,..... maybe you might want to stay in there...."
<Adam`^> "Why would she need us to stop a long winter? How do you stop winter?"
* Adam`^ follows melissa "Why?"
<Melissa> "I don't know. I do know that the floor out here is new and, well," looks back at Adam, then points to the picture hanging on the wall that wasn't there before.
* Adam`^ looks at the picture that wasn't there before
<Melissa> "I think," with the kind of maniac calm of someone who has passed their personal comfort zone and gone really far beyond it, "the world was destroyed, and we're in a new one."
<Fennec|GM> It's a bowl of fruit!
<Adam`^> "You got that from a bowl of fruit?"
<Melissa> "It wasn't there before. At all." *stops and stares at into a mirror*
<Adam`^> "Maybe the woman put it up there when we were waiting for her."

<Adam`^> "Ok... we need to think christmas is on a saturday... and it's past 1840..."
<Adam`^> "When was the next christmas on a saturday after 1840."
* Melissa considers that. "I have no idea."
<Adam`^> "Me either..."
* Adam`^ looks for a calander
* Adam`^ panics and takes his glasses off quickly
<Adam`^> "Good thing no one saw me."
<Melissa> "Very Clark Kent."
<Adam`^> "You'll have to guide me."
* Adam`^ smiles at Melissa "if anyone asks we're courting."
<Melissa> "Sorry. I'm still trying to come to grips with all this. It's mad. ...." stops. looks at Adam. "Guide you?"
* Adam`^ points to his eyes
<Fennec|GM> (( blind! with a short 'i' sound. ))
<Melissa> "...how well can you see without them on?"
<Adam`^> "I can tell that you're caucasion."
<Melissa> ".... wonderful."

<Adam`^> "Everyone's at church, if they ask we arived this morning looking for our aunt, but she doesn't live here... I'm english, you can be my american bride."
<Fennec|GM> There are more people on the street now, heading towards the church.
* Melissa nods. "Let's just hope they've discovered america. I'll be really shy and not say much."
<Fennec|GM> Most of the women are wearing ridiculously wide hoop-shirts, however.
* Melissa stares at the clothing and shudders. "Defiinitely not much. And I'd best not take this coat off, since I've just got a t-shirt under it."
<Melissa> "THough if I do take it off, we can see the priests reaction to Balaenae nobis conservandae sunt," with a grin.

* Melissa returns the pat in what she hopes comes off as a loving fashion and thanks the priest. "We'd best not keep you. Thank you for the serice, Father."
* Adam`^ smiles to the black figure next to the priest
* Adam`^ doesn't notice it's the alter
* Adam`^ turns and leaves
* Melissa bites the inside of her lip and turns Adam around and exists the church qickly ;p

* JoeHardy moans, rubbing his forhead, definitely feeling the rum and cokes.
<AlcarGM> The hotel room (333) consists of an old twin bed,a dresser with a bible in it and some pillows, an old TV that shows mostly static, a bathroom that could use serious cleaning and an antique heater that actually produces heat. The walls are a pale yellow, the floor dirt-brown, and it's definitely not a five star resort.
<AlcarGM> Frank - You hear Joe moving around in the room, so either he's finally really up or he's having tremors :p

* JoeHardy looks around, if possible takes a quick shower, shaves, and gets dressed.
<AlcarGM> Joe seems to not even need a shower. Maybe he showered last night and forgot.His clothes (which he slept in) are a little rumpled but otherwise fine.
<JoeHardy> (( funny thing is, I really do have a bad hangover right now, so if I get distracted... that's why. ))
<AlcarGM> (( Ah! Playing REALLY in character. Capital! :p ))

<FrankHardly> "Joe, I found this in the Sleuth's glove compartment. Doesn't that look like Tony's watch?" *produces the baggie of goo*
* JoeHardy looks at the goo... description?
<AlcarGM> Joe - it looks like, well, flesh and bones and blood ... and a rolex like Tony had. It coulod be your imagination, but it seems that the bag moves, as if ewhatever is in it was alive still.
<JoeHardy> "Ok... well, let
<JoeHardy> let's use our mystery solving skills."
<JoeHardy> "That obviously looks like dead remains."
<JoeHardy> "Tony's watch is in the bag."
<AlcarGM> (( well, more pureed remains :p ))
<JoeHardy> "Put them both together, and either he had a blending accident with mrs. ziplock, or he's dead."
<FrankHardly> "Yeah. I think it means... Tony's in trouble."
<JoeHardy> "No shit Sherlock."
* JoeHardy rubs his head.

<Aerdan> . o O ('Frank Hardly'?)
<JoeHardy> (( i know ))
<FrankHardly> "Hm. Maybe you're right. But do we have time to take this out of town and check in at Daphne's house today?"
<FrankHardly> ( Pun )
<JoeHardy> (( that was bad )) "Hmmm... well, as much as I don't like having that with us, it can wait a little bit."
<Aerdan> . o O ('bad'? try 'criminal'.)

<FrankHardly> "Does your room have a refrigerator?"
<AlcarGM> It does not, unfortunately. Though you do have a small cooler with some half-melted ice and two beers in it still.
<JoeHardy> "Well... we could use the cooler. Good idea."
<FrankHardly> "Well, there's no help for it. Sorry, Tony, if that is indeed your real name." *holds the bag up uneasily while speaking to it*
<AlcarGM> (( beer flavourd with human remains. ))
<FrankHardly> ( lots of wines used to be refined with bone char )
<FrankHardly> ( and fish guts )
<JoeHardy> (( Iron Chef Mystery Ingredient Chest! ))

<JoeHardy> "Yeah... think I should have another beer?"
<AlcarGM> And so begins The Hardy Boys and the Case of Why Did We Black Out Last Night And Why Am I Wearing Panty Hose ...

<AlcarGM> You manage to get some ice from the day time staff at the Days Inn, an older woman in her early 50s with a nametag reading "Sara". She's rather thin, wrinkly, and wearing too much make up. She also flirts with joe while giving him the key to the ice machine
<FrankHardly> ( horrors! )
<JoeHardy> "Gee. Thank you!"
<JoeHardy> "Nothing wrong with a mature woman. I'll even share."
<JoeHardy> "Kidding." Joe smiles
<JoeHardy> ((obviously said a good distance away. ))
<AlcarGM> Sara: "No problem!" with a kind of maniac cheer normally associated with ADD children dipped in vats of speed or brainless blonds in their teens.
<AlcarGM> She tgives you both what she assumes of a seductive leer but looks more like something from The Mummy
<Fennec> (( good lord, 50-year-old Sara? ))
<AlcarGM> (( yes :p ))
<Fennec> (( you sick, sick man ))
<JoeHardy> (( I'm kidding. Brothers do this kind of stuff. ))
<Fennec> (( not you ))
<Fennec> (( alcar ))

* JoeHardy retreats to the room, ditches the baggie, and heads to the boat.
<AlcarGM> Joe returns with ice, the encounter with Sara having sobered him up much like encountering a pro-lifer while eating an abortion-on-a-stick would from them sheer horror of the situation.
<JoeHardy> (( for some reason i feel like a drug-dealer))

<AlcarGM> He frowns, glaring at you, then brightens a little. "I've seen you on TV, haven't I?"
* FrankHardly grins widely
<FrankHardly> "Why yes, sir, that's possible!"
<FrankHardly> "Just recently, we cracked the mystery of the Witch-Master's Key!"
* JoeHardy feels embarassed.
* FrankHardly glows
<JoeHardy> Always gotta go bragging about the Witch-Master's Key, the Old Man's Shoe, the Donkey's Tail...
<FrankHardly> "Don't forget The Missing Chums!"
<AlcarGM> The old man nods, looking rather mollified. "That's good. We could use .... " he looks around conspiratorily "investigators here. No one asks questions. No one turns over stones." He winks.
* FrankHardly lowers his voice
<Fennec> (( time to start overturning every paving stone you come across ))
<FrankHardly> "Well, sir, we could certainly use some hint of... what stones need overturned."
<Fennec> (( until you get in trouble :))
<AlcarGM> (( "But .. that's a sewer cover..." ))
<JoeHardy> (( What are you doing to mother's grave?!?!?! ))

* FrankHardly feels a shiver of delight trace his spine as he greets the Sleuth for the second time today
* FrankHardly puts the key in the ignition and turns it
<AlcarGM> Joe looks a little quesy and not as excited as you are, probably because of all the waves. He doesn't even say that it's his turn to pilot the Sleuth.
<AlcarGM> The engine rumbles to life like the purring of a giant pussy
<AlcarGM> ... cat.
<FrankHardly> ( bad alcar :P
<AlcarGM> yes :p
<AlcarGM> it was too terrible not to use :)
* FrankHardly laughs
<AlcarGM> Okay, the Hardy Brothers head to Barment village and the home of Daphne Hardy to find out what became of Aunt Gertrude.... end of session!
<FrankHardly> I have to wonder if that level of depravity is obvious on your face, if I were to see you in person

<Fennec> My guess is that Gertrude ascended to be come a vindictive demigod who will STRIKE THEE DOWN!
* Fennec wasn't paying attention though
* alcar laughs. The real truth is far more evil :)

<alcar> Joe's player being hung over was a nice touch :P
* alcar has best never have got arrested for fornicating with small animals just in case fsz decides to get into character even more.

<SnailSlug> 1 hour, 12 minutes, 56 seconds...
<SnailSlug> That's a really short game
<alcar> Yep.
<alcar> But it garnered 12 quotes. And the quotes are all that matter.
<Keith> <SnailSlug> 1 hour, 12 minutes, 56 seconds...
<Keith> <SnailSlug> That's a really short game
<Keith> and thats probubly a quote
<alcar> .... it is now :)

* alcar is now known as AlcarGM
* Johnnt is now known as Johnny
* Fennec is now known as Eliza
<Eliza> (( is this thing on straight? <fiddle fiddle> ))
<AlcarGM> It's Sunday Morning In Free- Met- Goth- New- Central City! The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, and the local cirehall is host to a very strange gather of heroes, wannabes, and talking animals
<AlcarGM> (( had started the list of other names, realized I'd forgotten the actual city name :p ))
<Alicia> (Goth New Central City. How... angsty. ^.~)
<AlcarGM> (( lol That WOULD be funny :p ))

<AlcarGM> Okay. You arrive at the firehall. A good 10 people are there, from the squirrel to the barbarian, to a rather strange figure weith4 arms and 4 legs trying not to be noticed by the a large tree.
<AlcarGM> They're just milling around and trying not to look at each other, tho one of them - a 16 year old kid with the face of a hamster - is screaming "I do NOT have a wheel! I am Hamsterine, and you will respect me or I will rip your head off and use your intestines for supper!" to a rather surprised girl about the same age.

<AlcarGM> Hamsterine spins around at your touch and lashes into you with inlulnerium claws .... .which break.....
<AlcarGM> Hamsterine blinks.... stares at his fingers, then stars crying.
<Eliza> (( the stars crying? is that like a meteor shower? ))
<AlcarGM> Darren, meanwhile, says that interviews aren't in any special order, and he can show off whenever he wants to, but a real barbarian hero probably would have tried to stop Hamsterine.
* Johnny is looking down, at his shirt! "My shirt! Er, his hands! Medic?"
<AlcarGM> starts :p
<AlcarGM> Hamsterine's fingers heal as you watch, with .. .Hamster Healing(tm).
* Eliza watches AlcarGM ham it up.

* Eliza backs up against the tree and raises a parasol, pointing it about defensively.
<Johnny> (oh, shit, its merry fuggin popins, and she's here to fight crime :P)

<Eliza> "Blimey! What are yew implyin' an' what in bloomin 'ell is Jim Bowen on 'ere?"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <I should have brought popcorn..>
* Johnny can't seem to close his mouth :[ ]
<AlcarGM> man-Spider, up in the tree, cowers and makes more webbing around himself.
<Johnny> (omg, I will end up murdering someone if this accent keeps up)

<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Maybe she thinks she's speaking eubonics?>
* Eliza stares up at the squirrel.
<AlcarGM> SuperSquirrel - a large brown squirrel - smiles at Eliza. "Hi! I'm SuperSquirrel. I'm here to try out as well. I can leap whole bushes in a single bound!"
<Johnny> "Ah, ahem, ah, yeah, er."
* Johnny looks around
* Johnny makes a run for it!
<AlcarGM> (( LOL! ))
<Johnny> (er, j/k :P)
<Eliza> "Enn where in ell is that..." <self concious pause.> "And just exactly where, I bid thee pray tell, is that voice coming from?"
<AlcarGM> SuperSquirrel: "Me! I can talk. You see my lips move, right? Humans...."
<Johnny> "Whoa, Dex, did you do something?"

<Johnny> (is this some sort of punishment? was johnny a pimping druglord lawyer and sweatshop owning pedophile in his previous life? huh?!)

* Johnny heads to the front! teh podium
<AlcarGM> Dexter joins Johnny, smirking.
<Johnny> "Alright, I think you all know why you're here, so I'm gonna keep this short."
<AlcarGM> Darren does after a bit, still looking nervous.
<Johnny> (because I'm tempted to call in an airstrike)
<Eliza> "I don't know why I'm here."
<Eliza> "Anyone mind telling me why I'm here?"

<Johnny> "I have here several city issued cell phones, they'll be used to contact you for hero purposes, and today, they'll tell me who gets on stage, and in what order."
* Johnny steps off the stage and starts passing them out
<AlcarGM> Thangor: ".. Cellphones?" He stares at it. "Can I have a crystal ball, or a scroll?" hopefully.
* Johnny sets a small tracker tag by super squirrel, good thing he remember she can't carry one herself :P
<AlcarGM> (( lol. ))
<Johnny> (collar, not the ear type :P)
<AlcarGM> SuperSquirrel grins and thanks you.
<AlcarGM> Hamsterine: "You know these things'll give us cancer, right?"
<Johnny> "Well, ah, no, it had to be cellphones."
<Johnny> "Well, yes, thats part of the weeding out process."
<Johnny> ( :D)
<Johnny> "But no, not really, since everyone knows errant radiation gives you superpowers, this is just like a little boost."
* Johnny tries to keep a straight face

<AlcarGM> You feel .. . something ... like a star going off, inside your head. It's a phone ... a .. communication device, like paper, except by words, and between people instantanously via numbers. You know how to work it, now, better than you did your lab equipment. Like you were born knowing it.
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <There. That's a cellphone. Now, what can you do?>
<Eliza> Do?
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <.... like ... > You get an image ot the blue person shooting . .energy? from his hands* <or> *and someone ... stretching ... naked... the imagine cuts off* <err .. not that..> *another, of bullets bouncing off of the man handing you the phone.* <Things like that.>

<Johnny> "By the way, My name is Sentinel on the field, I think I'm prety close to being invulnerable, and chicks dig super powers."
* Johnny holds up the phone, hits the randomizer, and steps off the podium
<AlcarGM> Darren grins. "Talisman, energy stuff. And he's actually right."
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Mindwalker, and guys do as well, so there.>
<AlcarGM> Thangor the Barbarian bounces to his feet, excited. "I won the initiative!" He practically skips over.
* Johnny starts writing once one of the new guys gets the signal :P
<AlcarGM> Thangor: "What do you want me to do?" eagerly.
<AlcarGM> Thangor: "I am a level 26 Barbarian," proudly. "I have a +18, 16, 15, 12, and 11 to hit with my vorpal sword." He waves the big btroadsword around. "And I have boots of speed, a cloak of cloaks, and 6 wands of fireball taped together. I've got a really good movement rate, and I'm strong and tough and I get lots of crits."
<AlcarGM> Thangor: "I can give you my character sheet?" helpfully.
<AlcarGM> Thangor: "I want to gain enough experience to reach level 30!"

<AlcarGM> Dexter: <No one else would wear what you are unles they were punishing themselves for having been born,> dryly
<Eliza> "Hey now, what's the meaning of that supposed to be? I'm a respectable gal, I is. <pause> Am. There is absolutely not the slightest thing wrong with this garb."
<Eliza> "Sir, if you're insinuating something about my propriety..."
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Now, where is .... okay. He'll meet us as the park.> He actually looks at you, raising both eyebrows. You notice someone plucks them regularly, and they're better than yours. <You could try pants. You know, so peoole cna be sure you have legs and aren't a cyborg warrior or smuggling Mexicans?>
<Eliza> <general sense of horror at the suggestion I go around half-naked. Expression to match.>
<Eliza> (( the very suggestion that women have legs! omgwtf! ))

<AlcarGM> Hamsterine grins and gets to feet as the buzzer goes off, tossing the phone back at the new arrivals. "You already know my name, bob. Wait. I meant bub."
<AlcarGM> Hamsterine glares at you and Darren. He's good at it. World-class, if it was a super power.
<AlcarGM> Hamsterine: "I kill things, and I can fight anything, and I won't stop intul it's dead. I'm tough, and I feel faster than any other son of a bitch out there. Got it?"
<AlcarGM> He walks back to the seat.
<AlcarGM> Darren mutters "I want him to meet Wayne."
* Johnny scribbles
* Johnny starts humming hamster dance in his head
<AlcarGM> (( hehe ))
* Johnny draws little hamtaro's beside his name on the sheet :D

<AlcarGM> Reed hesitates. "No. Well, I could try and make a time machine, but I don't know what when she came from, for one thing. And while the theory of time trave, is simple, the actual execution is difficult. And the police department flat out forbid me from making one for them."
<Eliza> "So."
<AlcarGM> Reed: "Time imachines are easy. It's working, successful ones that do exactly what you want that are hard."
<AlcarGM> Reed: "If you give me a week or two I could try a prototype. The atempt should me that I'll come back when I succeed and tell myself how to make it in order to ave valuable time."

<AlcarGM> Thbe fat kid blinks at the phone he was given goes off and shuffles up, openly staring at Darren's skin, then recalls himself. "Uhm. I don't have a name yet. I .." He mumbles something.
<Eliza> (( lethal flatulence? ))
<Johnny> (the spleen! :D)
<AlcarGM> (( .... I'd rather avoid that one :p ))
<AlcarGM> Darren: "We didn't catch that...."
<Johnny> "Embarassing power?"
<AlcarGM> He bites his lip, then says "I can make people suck."

<AlcarGM> The remaining hero, the man who looks . well ... chiseled from rock style good looks. The kind of handsome that's too handsome, comes forward. His eyes glow as if lit from within. You find you can't quiete meet his gaze, but you aren't sure why.
<AlcarGM> The man is silent for a long oment, then speak, his voice like muted thunder. "I Am Raphael, Angel Of The Lord."
* Johnny 's jaw drops
* Johnny pauses, gathering composure
* Johnny then nods :P
<AlcarGM> A double-barrelled shotgun appears in his right hand out of thin air. "I Am The Right Hand Of God." A pause. "Or What Is In It. That Was A Joke. It Was My First Joke." There are trumpets in hs voice now:." I Am Here To Wreak The Vengence Of The Almighty." they stop. " .. .And To Get A Green Card, If Possible."

<Pan`Ku> Raphael....they met Raphael.....
<Pan`Ku> you run some strange games Alcar
* alcar nods. With shotgun :)
<alcar> double barreled justice of the lord.....
* alcar bows. Thanks.

* Adam`^ smacks Kendrick in the back of his head as he barges in
<Fennec|GM> 2#d100 adam kendrick
<sparkie> Fennec|GM 2#d100: 84 10 adam kendrick
<Adam`^> (( How come I'm always the shitty roll? ))
<Fennec|GM> (( Sparkie hates you ))
<Adam`^> "Damnit, man, STOP DOING THAT!"

<Kendrick>"I hope you're not taking advantage of Melissa."
*Adam`^ opens the primary "Quiet, I'm trying to fix Melissa."
<Fennec|GM> (( I think it's called 'spaying' for the female ))
<Kendrick> "... Fix?"
<Fennec|GM> (( that is so being quotefiled ))

<Kendrick> "I doubt it. This is the 19th century, milk only comes from two places."
<Beck> "three..."
<Beck> "cows, goats, and ...well...we're all too old for that one"
<Fennec|GM> oh, come now! There was excellent ice delivery and transportation infrastructure in the 1850s!
<Beck> ((in america....this is europe, they don't have ice))

<Beck> "I say we do a little recon...recon...recona.....looking around"

* Kendrick calls up the stairs, "We're leaving! Let's go!"
* Melissa calls back "We're coming."
<Beck> "whoever's going..I dont' care"
<Kendrick> ((I bet they are. ;p))
<Beck> "but we need to figure out where we are"

<Beck> "we've gotta pick up some meat....I can't live on this cracker stuff....oh geez..there's no health foods in the 19th century are there?"
<Beck> "damnit"
* Beck drops and starts doing pushups
<Beck> "gotta stay in shape...."
<Melissa> (( lol Beck's lucky we aren't in scotland :P ))
<Beck> ((oh..that would be bad))

* Adam`^ nods and helps Melissa downstairs, grabbing the pants and putting his knife away
<Melissa> (( if he tries to destroy the pants, Mel will do the same to his clothing :P ))
* Adam`^ saved the pants, thinking he'd be nice
<Kendrick> ((You just wanna smell them later, sicko))
<Melissa> (( lol ))
<Adam`^> (( LoL ))

<Beck> "besides, the earth's got an over-abundance of cattle....just doin my part"
<Melissa> "You aren't 'just doing your part', you're increasing the problem."
<Beck> ((oooh..the salvation army was formed in London in 1865...fun))
<Kendrick> "What problem?"
* Kendrick stares blankly ;p
* Melissa stares at Kendrick. "Now I know how Marx felt."
<Kendrick> "Maybe you can meet her."
<Kendrick> (( :D Ba-dum *CRASH* ))
<Melissa> (( lol ))
<Fennec|GM> (( My father was a student of Marx. ))
<Fennec|GM> (( Miss Marks, in the first grade. ))
* Melissa ignores Kendrick
<Fennec|GM> (( Myself, I studied under Engle. Angle? Ingle? Engalls? whatever, phonetic-foo. ))
<Melissa> (( engels, iirc. ))
<Adam`^> (( English? ))
<Fennec|GM> (( Kindergarten. :-))

<Chaos`^> I met watson earlier this session
<Fennec> you sure?
* alcar hopes not :p Because if there really is a Sherlock Holmes here, Mel is going to get annoyed :)
<Chaos`^> oh yea
<Chaos`^> annoyed at what?
<Fennec> There's more than one doctor who's been in the corps in Afghanistan. :)
<alcar> the universe in general :)
<Chaos`^> We just went 70 on a steam engine
<Chaos`^> this world is fictional at best
<alcar> Mel doesn't see anything odd about though. For all she knows, they do 70 normally :)
<Chaos`^> Mel needs to be re-educated
<Chaos`^> all she knows is feminism and PETA
<alcar> and wicca :p

<Fennec> next session should be lovely :)
<Fennec> looking for the wrong college in the wrong town for the wrong [deleted for security reasons] to do the wrong [DFSR] and end up with the wrong... oh nevermind :)
<Fennec> bah, bad Fennec, get to sleep. sudo /sbin/telinit 0 already.

<kentari> It would have been so freaking awesome
<kentari> to have Vora and Cindy team up
<kentari> and fight crime
<kentari> :P
<Tass> LOL
<Tass> omg
<alcar> lol! Yes :)
<Tass> omg
<Tass> its in my head
<Tass> and its never going to leave

<kentari> The veratis of a character is in the player
<Tass> hold on while I look that up :P

<Chaos`^> eliza?
<Fennec> Topic for #game1-ooc is: * Eliza backs up against the tree and raises a parasol, pointing it about defensively. <Johnny> (oh, shit, its merry fuggin popins, and she's here to fight crime :P)
<Chaos`^> lol
<Chaos`^> does she fly?
<Fennec> No.
<Chaos`^> does she sound like super nanny?
<Chaos`^> Yew've beeeen varie varie nawtee!
<alcar> That is super dominatrix
<Chaos`^> omg
<Fennec> Chrissake, yewve got to be keddin me. She ain't doin nuffin of the sort, neither.
<Chaos`^> I totally want to have one of those adult nanies, that are really the sadists and they walk around showing themselves in revealing leather and cracking the whip

<alcar> Dominatrix Lass: "Now I will whip you.... damn, honey, this just ain't working." Johnny: "Sorry."
<Chaos`^> i want her to be my sidekick =(
* alcar laughs. This this game wasn't 4 colour there'd be one is soooo fast :p
<Chaos`^> How come Johnny gets her, I mean, she can't even hurt him
<Chaos`^> LoL
<alcar> "Yes! Defeat me, you manly heroes! Hit me with your sweaty hands!"
<Chaos`^> this game isn't 4 color, not anymore atleast
<Chaos`^> it stopped being 4 color when you decided to dm it
<Fennec> we're up to at least eight colors!
<alcar> No! It still is. Really....

<AlcarGM> The seven hear old girl who can turn into a monster looks .... a bit dubious. "But you hurt an angel."
<AlcarGM> The other woman just nods. "No problem," after giving all of you a long searching look.
<Mitch`> "He was gonna put a bullet through me!"
<Johnny> "Well, no, I held him down, to keep him from shooting anymore."
<Johnny> "Bullets are dangerous!"
<AlcarGM> The girl considers that. "Angels don't kill. Everyone knows angels are good."
* Johnny nods :P
<Mitch`> "I am allergic to them! Highly allergic!"
<Mitch`> "Bullets, that is."
<Eliza> (( maybe he's only an Angle of the Lord ))
* Mitch` kinda just smiles + nods to the girl.
<Johnny> "Well, maybe he just looked like an angel, and if he looked like an angel all the time, maybe he started thinking he was one, but he thought it was alright to kill. You see how these things can get mixed up?"
<Johnny> "angels don't make good heroes anyways."
* Mitch` looks at Johnny "Let's not worry about the details, huh?"
<Mitch`> "Someone might quote you."

<AlcarGM> She shakes your hand firmly and looks at Johnny and Darren. "Sorry I was late. I was held up by some weird nut trying to kill people."
<Mitch`> "Same here."
* Mitch` snickers ;p
<AlcarGM> She looks at Mitch and almost smiles. "I got into his head, and found your names, so I came here."
<Mitch`> "You go into heads?"
* Mitch` is no longer smirking :s
<AlcarGM> She nods. "I'm not good at it, but it's useful."
* Mitch` thinks, as hard as he can, of that annoying music he hears at work. :P

<AlcarGM> She nods and takes it. "Can I ask you a question?"
<Mitch`> "You just did."
* Mitch` smiles :D
* Johnny nods, giving mitch one of those looks :P

<Mitch`> btw alcar
<Mitch`> I still am recovering from that Amazon hero
<Mitch`> :x
<Gemm> Amazon has heros?
<Gemm> I thought they just had a big warehouse full of stuff.
<AlcarGM> hehe ken :p
<Mitch`> huhuhu
<Mitch`> :P
<AlcarGM> gemm - amazonian. Wonder woan, if wonder woman was a male cross dresser :p
<AlcarGM> gains powers from transvestism.
<Gemm> Oh... dear lord

<AlcarGM> Darren: "If it was Wayne wouldn't he be coming after us directly?"
<Mitch`> "No idea."
<Mitch`> "He's caaaraaazeee. He works under a different set of rules than we do."
<Mitch`> "I don't buy into any of that sane crazy stuff. He's just plain bonkers."

<Eliza> "If I may inquire, then, what is your last name?" (wouldn't do to go around calling him by his first name in public...)
<AlcarGM> Dexter looks at you oddly, then shrugs. "Tenebrus. I don't use it, since my family sort of doesn't want me around. Why?"
<Eliza> "I simply feel that it would be improper for me to refer to you by your Christian name on the street."
<AlcarGM> Dexter blinks a few times, then stares at you like you grew a second head. "Say what?"
<AlcarGM> Joy blinks, staring at you in surprise.
* Eliza consumes the milk and cookies.
<AlcarGM> Dexter: "You know .... things are a lot different here," carefully. "People don't care about the whole ... name ... silliness. And I'm not even Christian."
* Eliza assumes the "that's not going to stop me from trying" attitude of one who has been suddenly dumped in some distant colonial outpost on safari and finds the state of the native population leaves much to be desired, but is going to act properly ANYWAY!

<AlcarGM> Okay. You arrive in the base, and it's rather dark. No lights on at all.
<Linda`^> "Ah, Magi?"
<AlcarGM> The lights come on, as if reluctant to, followed by Magi's voice: "Yes?"
<Linda`^> "Has reed touched you yet?"
<AlcarGM> Magi: ".... he touched me in my private parts and I want to sue!"
<AlcarGM> j/k

* Johnny 's phone rings!
<Mitch`> "..?"
* Johnny answers :P
<Mitch`> "You gonna take that?"
* Mitch` taps his foot, making faces at Johnny every-so-often
* Johnny makes faces back :P
* Johnny then uh huhs, makes a quick look at the desk guy, straightening his looks and then hangs up
<Johnny> "Fire hall."
<Johnny> "Hamsterine apparently had too much sugar."
<Johnny> "I'll meet up with you guys later, alright?

<AlcarGM> (( how do you want to ger around, by bus? :) ))
<Mitch`> ((Yeah. ;p ))
<AlcarGM> Quite a few people stare when you get on the bus and the driver looks like she wants to start laughing
<AlcarGM> Darren: ".... we need jet packs, for people who can't fly...."
* Mitch` looks at the bus driver with a GLARE, "You got a problem, miss?"
* Mitch` deposits his bus fair with ATTITUDE!
<Eliza> (( bus fare, unfair! ))
<AlcarGM> The driver tells you heroes don't have to pay fare.
<AlcarGM> Darren just blushes a deep violet and tries to ignore people trying not to laugh. "I bet this never happened to the Protectorate."
* Mitch` 's attitude dissolves instantly, and thanks her with a smile. :D
<Mitch`> "Well, we could always just MAKE AN EXAMPLE of someone, but that wouldn't be nice."
* Mitch` lets his baton VZZT up a little bit ;p
<Mitch`> "Keep an eye out for that angel dude, though. Dealing with him AND Wayne .. wouldn't be cool."

* Victor dials Magi on the phone
<AlcarGM> Magi answers: "This is Magi. I am not going to die you dumbfuck!"
<AlcarGM> You detect a cetain amount of unwarranted hostility :p
<Victor> "huh?"
<Victor> "whats wrong Magi?"
<AlcarGM> Magi: "He wants to kill me!"
<Victor> "Who?"
* Victor is now running back to base
<AlcarGM> Magi: "no! NOOOOO!:" *line goes dead*

<AlcarGM> Dexter: "Yeah. Crap. I do not believe this." He hangs up the phone.
* Eliza is developing a strong suspicion that 'crap' is an impolite word.
<AlcarGM> Dexter: "You might want to go home Joy. Tell everyone to keep away from here in case the drug people try something else." He sighs. "I feel like I'm walking into a horrible sci fi novel, but apparently our AI went insane."
* Eliza sits there listening and sipping tea, whatever an AI is.
<Eliza> "So can you bring him to a sanitarium?"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: "It's ... uhm. Like a printing press. Except it's intelligent, and has weapons."
<Eliza> (( printing press? dudewtf! ))
<Eliza> (( you have GOT to be kidding me :))
<AlcarGM> (( quickest explanation he could think up :p ))
<Eliza> "Weapons? Its razor-sharp wit and subversive pamphlets?"
<Eliza> "And how is this different from your ordinary publishing house?"
<Eliza> "More or less dangerous than Johnathan Swift and Thomas Paine?"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: "uhm....." <damn, too slow. There. The tower of london... nice place. Well, imagine it was alive and could thing and use the weapons in it on its own. Something like that.>

<AlcarGM> Your phone rings shrilly, breaking off the tableau.
* Victor has plan, backs off from the wall and makes it visible again. then he walks away from the base and around a corner
* Victor pulls out his phone, lol
<Victor> [was just about to make a call :)
<Victor> "hello?"
<AlcarGM> Magi: "I want a large pizza! For me!"
* Victor hangs up

* Eliza wonders if she can render objectionable material in print less so, or in electronic media...
<AlcarGM> lol! Yes!
* AlcarGM wants to see Eliza vs the internet :p
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <This is a porn site with .... people ... in ... clothing ......?>

<Eliza> (( so, who wants to save money for prom? :))
<Eliza> (( now, when you shred this dress, what about the understructure that makes up the bulk of its mass? splintered? ))
<Eliza> (( there's steel and whalebone and the like in there... ))
<Linda`^> (( Can't very well get through the dress without destroying it's skeleton if you're cutting from the inside! ))

<Linda`^> "That and it's already been proven that Magi can be hacked... It's dificult, you know? Having an AI sitting around, listening to everything we say and watching what we do, and any smart villian can come in here and find out everythign about us..."
<Linda`^> "It could prove to be... a problem."
* Linda`^ nods "A friend that never leaves, you can always find him, and he can order parts in an instant, that's always nice."
* sparkie Quit (Ping timeout)
<Linda`^> (( Oops, I think I offended him ))
<AlcarGM> (( lol ))

<AlcarGM> Trevor: "Yes ...." he looks wistful. "All right. I can't promise anything, though." His one hand absently brushes the desk, which moves ot rub against him and purrs
<Linda`^> "Magi, you ok with this?"
* Linda`^ knows to get Magi's opinion first... Last time Magi was worried, it turned out that he had good reason ;D
<AlcarGM> Magi: "I would be honoured," simply, trying not to sound as eager as a little boy being given his first chainsaw and sent into a pet shop
<AlcarGM> (( That wasn't the best metaphor for magi. Something about bill gates and a nanovirus would have been better. Ah well. ))
<Aerdan> . o O (How about Hussein and the capability for world conquest?)

<Linda`^> (( Yes friend computer, I just had to use the restroom, I can't fight commie mutant trators that try to enter this room by releasing myself on them. ))

<AlcarGM> You reach the mall, which is naturally packed since it's a Sunday and everyone is out shoping on the Sabbath day so all will burn in hell. Oh, Sorry. That was Raphael. Bad archangel, using powers on the GM.

* Victor makes something invisible even less visible! hahahah! look! invisible... AIR!!!
<AlcarGM> (( that would be interesting. "Invisible invisibility. Double the price of the regular kind before it has half the calories." ))
<Linda`^> (( Actually, that'd be good for someone who has to see far distances, like a sniper that's trying to shoot someone from 30 miles away, just make the haze invisible... ))

<Linda`^> "Let's head over to the UBER KOOLER KLOTHES FOR MEN and see if we find anything."
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <You're trying to get back at me for Eliza, aren't you?>
* Linda`^ smiles and hums
<AlcarGM> Okay. You're not un Uber Kooler Klothes for Men, a clothing store whose Kids version was scrapped because Uber KKK was a really bad advertising slogan.

* Melissa blinks her green eyes a few times and frowns slightly. "This is .... strange, you know. I never thought I'd ever be in the past, or have to wear something like that," waves a hand to the dress. "It's ... " *shakes her head*
<Fennec|GM> (( you're still wearing the dress unless you intend to remove it now... ))
* Melissa removes it :p
<Sandra`> "Sorry I didn't take your dress off earlier."

<Fennec|GM> He closes his eyes, lost in thought. "Can't think of any offhand. Never intended to attend one, if you catch my meanin'."
<Kendrick> "You know anyone aroun here who would?"
* Kendrick tries to sound smooooth ;p
* Adam`^ thinks he sounds about a smooth as exlax
<Kendrick> ((purdy smoov))

<Fennec|GM> Slight delay ensues due to dressing. Leave a note at the front desk as you leave?
<Melissa> 'I could smuggle dwarves under this...."
<Sandra`> "They're actually rather... err. Yeah. Heheh, smuggle."
<Fennec|GM> (( as opposed to snuggle? ))
<Melissa> (( grumpy doesn't do snuggling ))
<Sandra`> (Sandra thought she meant little people, from back in the 21st century. :P)

<Adam`^> "Try to do some magic, that'll be cool."
* Melissa kicks Adam. "I am NOT trying magic. Can you get that through your thick skull? I wouldn't even know HOW to try it!"
<Sandra`> "Cool? Wouldn't it be more of a deterrent for us getting around anywhere?"
<Adam`^> "Just concentrate on blowing up a flower pot!"
<Fennec|GM> A young girl is presiding over several displays of flowers - A slight, slender young lady. Her light golden hair is tightly done in a rather large, curled hairstyle, and held in place with a hair-piece attached to what appears to be a white tripetal flower, freshly cut.
<Melissa> "I'd rather blow up your head," sweetly
<Adam`^> "You wouldn't want to mess your dress."

<Fennec|GM> "I have a dreadfully kind investor, a Colonel Pickering, who made this all possible."
<Adam`^> "Business is usually slow durring the colder months, I'm sure you'll have plenty of flowers in the summer."
<Adam`^> "Really? Where is the good Colonel from?"
<Fennec|GM> She pauses to recollect. "Cheltenham, Harrow, Cambridge, and India."
<Adam`^> "Wow, quite the list. And where do you hail from, if you don't mind my asking?"
<Fennec|GM> She blushes. "Drury Lane."
<Melissa> (( lol ))
<Adam`^> "Really? Ah, do you know the muffin man?"
<Fennec|GM> "Which?"
* Adam`^ shrugs "He lives on Drury Lane. It's an excelent place, if I do say so myself."

* Chaos`^ almost had 1 over kendrick
<Chaos`^> err i mean
<Chaos`^> nevermind
<alcar> what? :p
<Chaos`^> nothing...
<alcar> please tell me you aren't doing Ios again? :p
<Chaos`^> why would I tell you that?
<Fennec> uhoh, what's this?
<alcar> ...
<Chaos`^> 'snot important
* alcar curses player/pc knowledge :p
<Fennec> snot, eww :)

<Chaos`^> or we could roll up a theme lol
<Chaos`^> 1d3 past modern future
<sparkie> Chaos`^ 1d3: 3 past modern future
<Chaos`^> 1d3 cyberpunk; space ship; magicpunkwouldbefun
<sparkie> Chaos`^ 1d3: 1 cyberpunk; space ship; magicpunkwouldbefun
<Chaos`^> 1d3 postapocaliptic; justfuture; anotherworld
<sparkie> Chaos`^ 1d3: 2 postapocaliptic; justfuture; anotherworld
<Chaos`^> 1d1000 years in the future
<sparkie> Chaos`^ 1d1000: 4 years in the future
<Chaos`^> ...
<Chaos`^> 1d1000 does this thing work?
<sparkie> Chaos`^ 1d1000: 933 does this thing work?

<alcar> So, what kind of pc do you want? :p
<Chaos`^> i'm deciding on a theme for the year 2009
<Chaos`^> which is just stupid
* Chaos`^ sticks his tounge out at the bot

<Chaos`GM^> There is a hallway to your right that has the image of a man, standing next to a woman, perhaps it is where people get married in hell. it seems to be more quiet down that way.
* Jose` shakes his head and goes that way, unable to pray to drown the noises out because he's no longer one of the faithful.
<Tass> (lol, the commune is so isolated, they don't even know earth has already contacted aliens :D )
<Jose`> (( but of course :) Their aliens were a satellite showing old 1950 B movies :P ))

<Chaos`GM^> The dome seems to change it's voice into a more pleasant and exciting one "The walmart stores are built to distort sound, conversations are restricted to no more than two hexidecibles per person per minute, we pride ourself on making you comfortable."
<Jose`> "You're LYING! You're all lying!"
* Jose` backs through the big doors and looks around nevously, then practically leaps into the one marked men
<Chaos`GM^> The mechanical dome changes back into it's mechanical voice "This unit is incapable---"it fades out as you leave.

<Chaos`GM^> the green paper in his chest pocket, could infact be money
<Chaos`GM^> You feel a pressure on your head, and can hear some faint whispers from his head
* Jose` blinks and jumps back, surprised, and looking hurt. "I wanted the quiet!"
<Chaos`GM^> The whispers stop, but the pressure remains
<Chaos`GM^> YOu now have a fistfull of cash
<Chaos`GM^> and a bit of a headache
<Chaos`GM^> a man staring at you
<Jose`> where? :p
<Chaos`GM^> with very dull looking eyes
* Jose` blinks and turns, confused.
<Chaos`GM^> In his head

* Jose` looks at the money, but that would mean going outside, and it could be loud and hurt.
* Jose` makes a lettuce and ceasar salad sandwich instead :p
<Chaos`GM^> The lettuce is slightly rancid making your cheecks pucker and it smells sickly sweet, but you manage to eat it.
<Chaos`GM^> it is still quiet
* Jose` has two more, since he's hungry stil then puts it all back and goes to sit in the couch and revel in the quiet until he gets tired again or the weird man wakes up.
<Chaos`GM^> The former happens first, you manage to stare at the wall long enough that you get tired.
* Jose` goes to sleep them, feeling full and happy
<Jose`> (( and wakens with food poisoning.. :p ))

<Chaos`GM^> Even as you try to eject the air in your stomach, it is not satisfied and continues to try getting the last piece out... You feel a warm hand on your neck...
* Jose` freezes.
<Chaos`GM^> "Are you ok?" the female voice asks.
* Jose` blinks. "I think so. I ate some food," slowly
<Chaos`GM^> "Who are you?"
<Chaos`GM^> SHe reaches over and pushes a button on the toilet, it shuts and begins going through a cleaning cycle
* Jose` doesn'r move. "J-Jose. I brought the man here?"
<Chaos`GM^> "The man?"
<Jose`> "From the walmart? He was quiet. And - and he gave me mooney, but it's on the counter."
<Chaos`GM^> "He wasn't a man. He was me. What happened at walmart?"
<Jose`> "You were quiet. And some man said to leave, and I took you here."
<Chaos`GM^> "Are you going to be ok to move?"
* Jose` thinks about that, then nods.
<Chaos`GM^> "Good, go outside, i have to pee!"

<Chaos`GM^> "By the way." She grabs the money from the counter "Where do you live?"
<Jose`> "I - don't."
<Chaos`GM^> "Don't what? Live? You're dead?"
<Jose`> "No - " stops, thinking about that. "I don't think so."
<Chaos`GM^> She pulls out some of the alcohol from the fridge and pours it into a glass.
* Jose` looks a bit uncertain about that. "I never asked."
<Chaos`GM^> "So, you have to live somewhere. Where did you sleep before you met me at walmart?"
<Jose`> "Oh! I - can't go back. I ran away. I came to - to hell, and it's *loud* and - and -" Stops, breathes. "And I'm afraid of it, but I can't go back. I don't want to meet the aliens."

<Chaos`GM^> "Ah, the crazy house.. They let you out eh? Too bad... How old are you kid?"
<Chaos`GM^> SHe doesn't look to be more than 19
* Jose` blinks. "I don't know. We don't - they didn't keep track of dates."
<Jose`> (( prolly 10-14 I think, judging by actions so far. ))
<Jose`> (( maybe older It's not like he's had to make choice before :P ))
<Chaos`GM^> "Old enough to have sex right? I have this sweet deal going this week only, three tricks for the low low price of
<Jose`> (( LOL! ))
* Jose` blinks and actually looks at her, stunned. "We - we - we don't - don't talk about that... It's - it's bad ... and it's so loud out here. It's all anyone talks about."
<Chaos`GM^> "Sex? It's the THING the IN you know?" She shrugs "It's how I make a living."
<Jose`> "Oh. But you're damned anyway."
<Jose`> "So it doesn't matter."
<Chaos`GM^> "We all are. So you hungry? I have to go grocery shopping.. But I don't give out free meals."
* Jose` nods to being hungry and looks nervous. "What - what can I do?"
<Chaos`GM^> She shrugs "I don't know I'll think of something. Let me get dressed though." SHe disapears into the bedroom and we end the first and probably last session of "FUTURe PROSTITUTE WARS"

<Chaos`^> Jose is a little ignorant, but i guess it's to be expected =p
<alcar> Yeah. Cults are fun that way :)
<alcar> "Oh, that cult. We service them all the time."
<Chaos`^> lol
<alcar> Jose: "But ... but...."
<alcar> </shattering of innocence>
<Chaos`^> The fun part is that he's in hell, but it's nothing like the hell he was told about
<Chaos`^> plus, he's still trying to prevent being a hethen, it's not like he's going to a deeper hell or something
<Chaos`^> he will submit to the sins of the flesh

<alcar> It's winter in the City, and the snow is falling down gently, staining the snow a pale white over slusky and yellow marks of piss, making it almost into a pristine and fresh winter wonderland. You're walking home for work through it, feeling rather old and miserably. Who are you? :p
<Chaos`^> old?
<Chaos`^> miserably?
<Chaos`^> if i'm old
<Chaos`^> and miserable
<Chaos`^> I could be none other than the oldest thing imagined
* Chaos`^ is now known as Death`^
<alcar> Your bones ache with the cold, like a sadstic accupuncurist driving nails into your coffin as you walk. You remember, dimply, when the world was young and full or promse, and Dickens writing about the Winter of his Despair, but it had bee n winter long and long before that. Your memories touch down, like a hurricane sweeping through time giving you glimpses of past lives or past events, as if you had become unsuck from time itselff
* Death`^ is unsuck from time
* Death`^ is objiously better than time
* Death`^ sighs and wishes time weren't so busy
* Death`^ thinks it would be better if time stopped and smelled the roses once in a while.
* alcar blinks at the nick change. Okay...
<Death`^> (( I'm old and miserable
<Death`^> if I were old and happy i'd be... Eden or something

* Death`^ imagines eden is probalby lonely right now, what with that damned apple tree
* Death`^ sighs a boney sigh
<alcar> A few children scurry past you like unwanted abortions, giving you a wide berth without knowing why they do so at any conscious level. The olde rones, already too aware of thier own mortality, pale slighty and make warding gestures without ever knowing why. So it goes.
* Death`^ crutches himself with his scythe and smiles at everyone
* Death`^ is always smiling, which can be missleading to some
* Death`^ considers botox, but sadly he has no skin to inject, no muscles to firm and he's seen one to many sessions go bad

<alcar> One of the children looks up at and smiles, his eyes flecked with silver He's young, about 10 years old, and has been ten years old forever. He floats towards you, perhaps the oldest of the vampires, perhaps something else altogether but definitely something outside the reach of death
<alcar> "Good evening," Peter Pan says, smiling his mocking little smile.
<Death`^> "What's so good about it?" Grinning
<Death`^> "Where is that gay fairy of yours?"
<alcar> "Well, I'm not going to die, so everything is good. Whereas you, old sourpuss, just have to plod around and be rather a bore at parties." He smiles his bindingly white smil with teeth a tad too white and sharp. His face never loses the innocent look that lured hundreds of Wendy's from their homes to be meals. "I ate her, of course. There's no point to taking lights into dark places."

* Valur spits out a hundred mini lead panda figurines across christy's path
* Valur smiles broadly and flashes a thumbs up
<christy> lol
* christy manifests a large sweatdrop superimposed over the right side of her temple
* christy makes a fearsome battle screech and turns into a washing machine agitator
* Valur s jaw drops as he stares in confusion.
* christy agitates contentedly
* Valur sweeps his hand to the side and throws a dozen throwing knives in a wide arc across the agitator.

<alcar> this makes me want to run a horrible anime rpg game.
<alcar> with stupid powers
<alcar> "I turn into a dryer and EAT YOUR CHANGE, SOCKS, AND PENS!"
<alcar> "I use TPO-HAI! You no eat ..... Change, socks, and penises!"
<alcar> and stuff like that.
<christy> I would just use my special bloodline limit to determine that the flow of chakra was concentrated in the lint trap, which I would then send my small furry familiar to infiltrate
<alcar> lol

<Fennec|GM> There is a knock, knockknockknock-knock at the door.
* Adam`^ goes to the door and opens it a crack "Yes?"
<Fennec|GM> It's a lady, in a deep blue dress; she was downstairs earlier, and now she's here. "A visitor for your lady-friend."
<Adam`^> "Oh. Does she know you?"
<Melissa> (( we need to get calling cards :p ))
<Fennec|GM> "I presume not." She casts a vacant stare through the door, in the general direction of Melissa.
<Adam`^> "Oh. And what was your name?"
<Fennec|GM> "My name is of no consequence."
* Adam`^ shuts the door, and says loudly "Ofno Consequence is here to see you."
* Melissa finishes getting dressed. "Pardon?"
* Adam`^ shrugs "I guess you don't know her. What kind of name is Ofno?"

* Melissa looks at Adam. "Be ready for whatever. I don't like this ...." and goes over to open the door.
* Adam`^ nods
* Melissa looks at whoever it is, and waits.
<Fennec|GM> "Good afternoon. May I ask who it is that I have the privellege of addressing?"
<Adam`^> (( It's a tellemarketer of the 1800s!))
<Melissa> "You may. After I know who you are."
<Fennec|GM> "I am a representative of the Society to inquire your business in these parts."
* Melissa blinks. "And that would be .... ?"
<Adam`^> (( They have a society for that? ))
<Melissa> (( agony aunt socieity :p ))
<Fennec|GM> "Is he initiate?"
<Fennec|GM> (ih-nih-shee-it, like the adjective. not the verb.)

* Adam`^ unloads the first and checks the action on it(( Double or single? )), seeing if the pin moves smoothly without any stops or halts
<Fennec|GM> (( /me-has-no-clue-about-guns ))
* Caltak (( goes to call MyBrains.. j/k ))
<Melissa> (( LOL ))

<Adam`^> "Why do I have to tell all? I gave you my first secret, let's hear yours."
<Melissa> "You didn't give, I had to drag it out of you. And you left things out."
* Melissa says it as if stating a simple fact.
<Adam`^> "So did you."
<Melissa> "Not about auras."
<Adam`^> "Why are you affraid of the possibility that it might be some kind of magic?"
<Melissa> (( 'I know! Let's exchange character sheets!" ))
<Melissa> (( * Melissa watches the fourth wall implode ))
<Adam`^> (( LoL my life story is on my sheet =p ))

<FennecFoxen> 4d100
<sparkie> FennecFoxen 4d100: 201
<FennecFoxen> er
<FennecFoxen> 4#d100
<sparkie> FennecFoxen 4#d100: 64 19 5 87
* sparkie thinks 201 counts as masive failure!
<FennecFoxen> thank you for your input, Sparkie.

<FennecFoxen> Okay. There's a hansom cab waiting there; she gets in directly and it takes off.
<Sandra`> shoot...
* Sandra` looks around for any kind of transportation she can take
<FennecFoxen> ROLLER SKATES!

<Melissa> (( we'll have to vacuum it all out :p ))
<FennecFoxen> (( vacuum? ))
<Melissa> (( or leave it and go to another hotel. Let hte cleaning staff try and figure it out :P ))
<Sandra`> (OH, did you guys find a dead person too?)
<Adam`^> (( Not yet! ))
<Melissa> (( No, but I coated the floor in ivy :p So we shall have to clean it somehow :) ))
<Adam`^> (( We forgot to bring a vacuum... Do they have electrolux salesmen here? ))

<Fennec|GM> "Yes, I suppose young miss Trilium had a fit when she saw you come in; you must have been in a regular state. The child is sweet, if a little stupid."
* Melissa tries ot show no reaction to the name and just nods.
<Fennec|GM> "Most of her kind would be out tending to a country garden, but she had to come to the city to be with her beau."
<Melissa> "Meaning?"
<Adam`^> "I think it's french."
<Melissa> (( lol ))
* Melissa stares at Adam. "I know what beau means."

<Fennec|GM> She looks over in your general direction. "Ah, yes, Mr. Initiate. I suppose you might come as well."
<Melissa> "We are on a schecule of sorts .... how long would this .. whatever it is . take?"
<Adam`^> "Why me?"
<Adam`^> "We are?"
* Melissa wishes she could kick Adam from where she is :p
* Melissa settles for a glare. "Yes because we have to find that .... person, and get home. Remember that?"
<Adam`^> "Nonono, I want to see this."
<Fennec|GM> "Ah. And where praytell is Home?"
<Melissa> "America."
<Adam`^> "America, ofcourse."
<Melissa> "How long would ... this take?"
<Fennec|GM> "America is a large continent."
<Adam`^> "Yeah, it is isn't it?"

<Fennec|GM> "But come! You can be back by tomorrow afternoon at the latest. And why? because <slightly more formally>the Dead Wizards' Society commandeth it!" She stands.
<Adam`^> "We've been comandethed by a dead person."
<Melissa> "At least it's not a dead poets society."
<Fennec|GM> "No, by a society. Wizards' is plural in any event. Let us be off, though! Huzzah!"
* Melissa stands and follows the woman out. "Do you have a name we can call you by?"
* Fennec|GM (gm@host57.dyn52.wfu.edu) Quit (Quit: end of session)
<Adam`^> "Who are these dead people and how do they form a society?"
<Adam`^> "Ms. Consequence."
<Eliza> 01:52 -!- Fennec|GM [gm@host57.dyn52.wfu.edu] has quit [Quit: end of session]
<Adam`^> oh
<Adam`^> damn
<Adam`^> that sucks
* Adam`^ is now known as Chaos`^
<Chaos`^> I was just getting into it

<AlcarGM> Ralph: "Is there... something...I can help .. you with...?" He fumbles for his inhaler, gasping for air.
* Mary_Jane`^ raises an eyebrow
<Mary_Jane`^> "Not really, why?'
<AlcarGM> Ralph: "I could .. tell you ... a joke." He looks a bit better now and grins from ear to ear. "Because everyone should be happy! There's no reason to be sad, Mary Jane! Some day your prince with come."
<Mary_Jane`^> "Yeah, well, I hope it's not messy. Anyway, what do you need Ralph?"
<AlcarGM> Ralph: "Oh! Nothing." o.O(Being by your side if all I ever need / You make me feel alive / I want to plant my seed . .hey, wait. Bad mind! Bad!) "There was someone in the park asking for you! He looked like he was with the FBI!"

<Mary_Jane`^> "Did he say he was with the FBI?"
<AlcarGM> Ralph shakes his head. "No! But he had a black suit, and a black tie, and black sunglasses. And black hair, too."
<Mary_Jane`^> "Sounds more like the men in black to me."
<AlcarGM> Ralph's eyes get as big as saucers (well, not quite because it would be painfull to have eyes 8" wide). "Really? You think so?! That would be so awesome, Mary Jane!"

* Mary_Jane`^ rolls her eyes
<Mary_Jane`^> "Alright, I have to go to the park, then."
<AlcarGM> Ralph catches them and gives them back to you.
* Mary_Jane`^ begins walking that way
<AlcarGM> Ralph: "Do you want me to come?! I could be, like, your bodyguard!"
* Mary_Jane`^ takes them and puts them back, without thanking him
<AlcarGM> He follows you
<Mary_Jane`^> "My bodyguard? Can you even fight?"
<AlcarGM> Ralph hesitates. "No. But I can be beat up really good while you run away!"

<AlcarGM> He turns as you get closer, sniffing. "Ah ... " The sunglasses blink, as if they were eyes "Mary Jane I presume?" He smiles at you, the kind of creppy smile like Uncle Fred did before they had him locked away and chemically castrated for the incident with your retarded cousin Bob.
<AlcarGM> MIB: "You're coming with me."
<Mary_Jane`^> (( Great, my family came from Louisiana ))
<AlcarGM> (( No, kentucky! j/k ))

<AlcarGM> He frowns, then spots a coffee shop. "There. We can sit. You can drink. We'll see them arrive."
* Mary_Jane`^ nods and goes inside
* Mary_Jane`^ orders two grande evils
<AlcarGM> :p
<AlcarGM> you guessed the shop?! How?! :p

<AlcarGM> He folllows you onto it, frowning. "We need to be somewhere where you can hide."
<Mary_Jane`^> "Yeah? like?"
<AlcarGM> He gives a helpless shrug. "Somewhere crowded, with luck. They aren't stupid enough to act openly in large crowds yet. They don't have the numbers, and they don't want to alert Heaven. Not until the King or his Wizard reach this plane."
<Mary_Jane`^> "But... they already have, i mean, you're here right?"
<AlcarGM> He shakes his head. "Their emisaries have. Scouts and footsoldiers. The old wards and seals still hold, though three of the seals are dead. Stupid humans and hunting down seals .... I don't know how long the wards will last without the full compliment of seals. And if you die, all bets are off."

* Mary_Jane`^ looks at him "The most public place right now is probably at a party or something."
<AlcarGM> (( or school :P ))
<Mary_Jane`^> (( not in her dreams! ))
<AlcarGM> Jacob bites his lower lip and sighs. "That works, then. Anywhere with a lot of people who will see what happens should keep even them at bay for now."
<AlcarGM> (( lol. ))

* Mary_Jane`^ thinks this is also an extra long dream... and worries perhaps this is what coma's are like

<AlcarGM> You make it to school just in time for the warning bell for classes.
<Mary_Jane`^> (( LoL Warning bell, I love that name... They warn you before it starts ))

<AlcarGM> Jacob: "What can you tell your family? I wouldn't want them in danger from the Enemy."
* Mary_Jane`^ looks at Jacob and shrugs
<Mary_Jane`^> "I don't think I need to worry about it, I mean, If I really am in a coma then they won't miss me because they're probably at my bedside right now."
* Mary_Jane`^ sounds hopeful
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "... what?"

<Mary_Jane`^> "So are you like what exactly is your job up in heaven?"
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "I .... err .... " he trails off. "Nothing important. I'm in one of the angelic choirs."
<Mary_Jane`^> "What?"
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "I sing."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "Well... humm. Loudly, though."
* Mary_Jane`^ laughs lightly
<Mary_Jane`^> "They sent me a choir boy?"
<AlcarGM> Jacob blushes a bright pink. ".. yes."
<Mary_Jane`^> "The world is about to end and Heaven sends the Choir."

<AlcarGM> The guard blinks and looks and Jacob says "Now!" and leaps past them and out the door ... only the door revoles twice before he actually makes it out, stumbling a bit :P

<Marcus_Fenway> I hate modern movies, its all CG and no Story
<Marcus_Fenway> I guess playing D&D all these years has made me story dependant

<alcar> Hrm. I need to do something odd for ninjas....
<Alicia> Other than have them randomly appear?
* alcar nods.
<alcar> I've got that part coverewd qwell. They install neilsen boxes into people's tvs :p
* Alicia laughs
<Alicia> Like ninjaburger, but more ninjaTV
<Alicia> ... NinjaTV. Okay, that WOULD be odd

<AlcarGM> He scratches his head. "Oh. And you talk?"
* AudreyIII blinks. "Um, yes."
<AlcarGM> He nods. "Stands to reason. Talking plants should talk. Why was I here again?"
<AlcarGM> He snaps his fingers and opens his briefcase. "Hah! Release papers. You're to be freed from slavery ... err ... no. That's for Ronald McDonald. But I'm sure it's papers. Do you go outside?"
<AudreyIII> "Well, I have once or twice, breifly... but not on a regular basis, no."
<AlcarGM> The lawyer beams. "Capital! That's what I'm here for. Legal issues, lots of funding, scaring away little children. Yadda yadda yadda. The point is, you can go outside. As long as you keep the lab informed of your whereabouts and don't .." He frowns at the paper in his hands.".. err .... have children. With humans or .. plants."
* AudreyIII nods. "Yeah, my dad started giving me shot for that, already."

<AlcarGM> The lawyer smiles. (RUN! -Ed.) "Good. Good. Well. The insurance issues have been taken care off, so as long as you don't eat anyone or turn into Florrax the mind controlling plant from Venus, there shouldn't be any problems."
* AudreyIII tilts her head slightly. "Who?"
<AlcarGM> The lawyer chuckles. "No one. JUst some old villain from the 1950s I think. Nothing important. Ah. You
<AlcarGM> 're to make sure you get lots of water, and food, and not eat fast food."
* AudreyIII nods. "Okay then. I'll be sure to stick to the slow kind."

<AlcarGM> The creature hesitates. "Ah. They did not tell you I was here? This would be .. .a joke, yes?"
<Eliza> "Ummm.... yes?"
<AlcarGM> "Ah." The creature bobs its head, for lack of a better word. "I am Byakhee."
<Eliza> "Eliza Doolittle." Pauses. "I think Dexter might of meant it as a joke on us both, actually...."
<Mary_jane`^> (( Give it a dress ))
<Eliza> (( hold up! ))
<AlcarGM> Byakhee: "Ah! That one." It sounds either amused or annoyed. "It would do that. I won't eat you though."
<Eliza> "Nothing like that- something about a dress, I think... <pauses to think of a dress>"
<AlcarGM> Byakhee: "I do not eat clothing," slowly, sounding puzzled. "It gets caught in my mandibles."
* Eliza is Thinking of a Dress.
<AlcarGM> The creature ..... looks much nicer in a dress, since there is less of it to see. The dress, on the other hand, doesn't look nice since it was made as a prison (or clothing, depending on how you look at it) for people. It's deveoped some tears in places it shouldn't have holes looks and looks rather forlorn and ridiculous.
* Eliza considers it. Ah well. "It's an improvement, I suppose..."

<AlcarGM> The creature moves ... pauses, Examines itself. "Curious."
<Eliza> "Innit though? Can't understand a bit of why that happens myself."
<AlcarGM> Byakhee: "... You did this, yes?"
<Eliza> "Umm... Perhaps. Maybe. I think."
<Eliza> "I don't know much about such affairs."
<AudreyIII> (( "Can't you see it's the wrong season? I'm obviously a Spring!" *attacks* ))

<AlcarGM> Byakhee: "You do not know about clothing? But you wear some. Unless that is a form of punishment?"
<Eliza> "Heaven's sake, no. Why is it everyone keeps making a row about 'punishment' and all that business? I just don't know how it... pops into beein."
<AlcarGM> Byakhee: "But you create it. That takes energy." It regards you for a long moment. "Ah. You have much to spare, then, to not notice the effort."
<Eliza> ... "people in eez parts could learn a thing or two about proper clothing..."
<AlcarGM> The Byakhee stretches slightly, the dress shredding. "Proper means .. not comfortable?"
<AudreyIII> (( I can totally see her defeating villains by placing them in dresses so horrible, they don't even need to be put into Prison to learn the error of their ways. :) ))

<AlcarGM> The Byakhee moves out of the remains of the clothing ,sloughing it off. "I do not like this ... clothing, of humans. It is restrictive, and serves no use. Unless it is a mating tool, like bright feathers?"
<Eliza> (( And to think that the racism is wholly independent of the use of the term 'negro'... ))
<AudreyIII> (( Hell, 'Negro' was what passed for "PC" back then. ))
* Eliza blushes. "Well... I guess that... courting... is a consideration, yes..."
<AlcarGM> Byakhee: "Then why hide your plummage?"
<AudreyIII> (( dude, that monster is totally hitting on you! :P ))

<AlcarGM> The boy glares at you. "Well, I don't think so because you look funny and you don't even have ears so there!"
<Eliza> (( eat him! ))
<AudreyIII> (( Oh please, it will take more than that to make me break the rules. ))

<Eliza> "What do YOU think of my dress then, Mr. Magi?"
<Eliza> (( does this make me look fat? ))
<AudreyIII> (( If it said yes, how would you slap it? ))

<AudreyIII> "I see..." *sits down on the edge of the water, and looks in at the coins.* "So, what were you wishing for, anyway?"
<AlcarGM> The girl shrugs. "A supervillain. Mom doesn't want me to be a hero, and I'm too young to join the team because of stupid laws." She brightens up. "Are you a supervillain then? That would be awesome!"
<AudreyIII> "A villain? No, no... I don't break the rules. But why would you wish for a villain anyway? It's no fun to get into trouble."
<AlcarGM> "But if I beat up a villain, everyone will know I'm a hero and I can get a costume." She thinks about that. "Well, maybe not, but I'd be a hero. Could you be a villain for the mornin? We can pretend it's a game. And I won't hurt you much."
<AudreyIII> "Well, I don't know... I mean, I don't want to misbehave on my first day out."
<AlcarGM> The girl sighs and throws another penny in. "Oh. Your first day out of the zoo?"

<AlcarGM> Magi: "I don't believe there are any moon men though. Thee are a few martians left, and the venusians are, as yet, unwilling to communicate with us. Us being the AIs of course."
<Eliza> <mumbles> "Naturally..."
<AudreyIII> (( Cause no one likes the Humans. ))
<AudreyIII> (( But the AIs, thems good people. ))
<AlcarGM> Magi: "I believe they have a bias against silicon, which probably means sending models with breast implants ot meet them would be rater ineffective."
<Mary_jane`^> (( Aha! a sense of humor! ))
* Eliza 's eyes glaze over at 'breast implants'... I don't think she heard that
<Mary_jane`^> (( "THE TIGGOLE BITTIES" ))
<Eliza> (( you! dress! now! <squeeze> ))

<AlcarGM> Kate: "Does it hurt when we pick them? Because I used to pick lots of flowers for my mom when she was sick."
* AudreyIII seems a bit shocked. "I would imagine so! The plants I live with would get annoyed when they had something cut off of them... They got over it, but being picked right out of the ground? That can't be fun..." *winces a little at imagining it*
<AlcarGM> Kate looks crestfallen. "I never knew! I wish I could tell them I was sorry. Do plants to go heaven when they die?"
<AudreyIII> "Well they... *pause* Hmm... *thinks* I... I'm not sure. I'd better ask my Dad..." *seems a bit dismayed*

* AudreyIII nods. "It doesn't bother me that much. I'm pretty hardy."
<AlcarGM> Kate nods. "They don't because Mrs .Thompsoin told us that the evil capitalist pigs need the money an won't switch from oil to somethng efficent, like using air or canola oil."
<AudreyIII> "That's silly. What good is money if the world is dieing?"
<AlcarGM> Kate: "I don't know. I guess they can just move to a new one."
<AlcarGM> kate: "Mrs. Thompson even gave us a list of companies we shouldn't buy from because they were hurting the Earth, but mommy threw it out and said Mrs. Thompson was brainwashing us."
<AudreyIII> "Oh yeah, people do know how to go to space. But still, that'd be like... some kind of virus. Just going from planet to planet..."
<AlcarGM> Kate: "Mrs. Thompson said we should hurt al the CEOs. But then she got fired when she asked us about protests and explained how we could crawl through small shafts and poison people's coffee."
<AudreyIII> "Poison coffee? Well... I don't know if hurting them would be the best way to solve the problem. We just need to get them to understand what they're doing wrong."
<AlcarGM> Kate: "That's what mommy said. She said we should send letters and not death. I told her the letters would be made from killing trees and she spanked my bum." She pouts.

<AlcarGM> You enter thew circle, salute swords, and begin. He's, well, going at your pace. It begins normally enough, but after the third pass you feel something, like a surge of energy in side you, a sound like water, or perhaps thunder, pulsing in time with your blood.
* Mary_jane`^ ignores it, knowing that to get distracted now could mean death or worse, loosing again.
<Mary_jane`^> (( But not in that order ))

<AlcarGM> Phil just nods and steps backward, eyeing you carefully. "You really were practising..." He blinks, grins .... then backs up a bit, then a bit more. "Nice .. very nice.... Good ..." He moves, fast .... and, somehow, you manage to stop jhim from geytting all the way to your left side. For a moment, your sword blade seems to acquire a blue tinge to it....
* Mary_jane`^ gets distracted by the glow, and backs off quickly before he can strike
<AlcarGM> Phil: "That was impressive..." He stops, not taking the offensive, and looks at you. "Is something wrong?"
* Mary_jane`^ shakes her head "I thought I saw something."
<Mary_jane`^> (( OMG i'm turning highlander "THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE!" ))
<AlcarGM> (( LOL ))

<AlcarGM> Uncle Phil is stretching casually when you return and looks over. "Ready?"
<AlcarGM> He selects a sword, not at random this time, and steps into the circle.
* Mary_jane`^ nods and draws her own
* Mary_jane`^ closes her eyes and breathes in the power and exhales the weakness, and enters the circle
<AlcarGM> The sword has a definitely blue tinge to it, but only from certain angles.
<AlcarGM> Uncle Phil salutes you, and attacks, his sword a blur of motion like a cuisinart of death.

<Fennec|GM> It's Kendrick, knocking on your door.
* Adam`^ is currently not wearing his glasses and opens the door
<Fennec|GM> Kendrick- Adam`^ looks to be disoriented, and a trifle flushed...
<Adam`^> "Kendrick?"
<Adam`^> "You're still here?"
<Kendrick> "What's up?"
<Melissa> "The .. ivy."
<Fennec|GM> Kendrick- The entire room is covered with foliage. There's ivy all over the floor, flowers on all the surfaces, and even a rosebush over in a corner.
* Kendrick yawns. His hair is kinda messy, and he's wearing a more pajama like leisure suit.
<Melissa> And thee's a lot of other flowers recently bought, but they're likely under the ivy.
<Kendrick> "...What the.."
<Adam`^> "What?"
* Kendrick pauses a moment, biting his lip while thinking of a response, and manages:
<Kendrick> "Who's paying for all this?"
* Adam`^ shuts the door on kendrick

<Fennec|GM> Mrs C: <stabalizing Adam> "Come now! To the Door! You can bring your friend with us! Let us be off!"
<Adam`^> "We will leave after you answer my question."
<Fennec|GM> "Get thee off to a nunnery! Or some such."
<Fennec|GM> "Question?"
<Adam`^> "Blue?"
<Fennec|GM> "Blue is a question?"
<Adam`^> "What does blue do?"
<Kendrick> "Makes the sky. Now, let's go."
<Fennec|GM> "Ah, yes, how silly of me. But I couldn't possibly begin to explain it properly."
<Adam`^> "Who can?"
<Fennec|GM> "Yes. The sky. That's a fair summary. And water."

<Adam`^> wtf are you talking about?
<Fennec|GM> www.imdb.com/title/tt0066817/
<Kendrick> portabello road
<Kendrick> portabello road
<Kendrick> street where the riches of ages are sold
<Kendrick> everything
<Kendrick> and anything
<Kendrick> a chap can unload
<Kendrick> blah blah blah
<Kendrick> ad infinitum
<Kendrick> :P
<Adam`^> ok
<Adam`^> I want you to shut up for a minute
<Adam`^> and read what you just said

<Adam`^> "Well we have 45 minutes to spare, let's go shopping."
<Melissa> "For real clothing."
<Adam`^> "Absolutely!"
<Melissa> (( the shopping trip needs to be 4 hours, to break an in game record of 3.5 hours set by Mopdez ages ago :p ))
<Fennec|GM> "Real clothing? I assure you that the current, rather floral, dress you appear to have created is far from virtual."
<Adam`^> "What?"
<Fennec|GM> "And you're positively blooming in it."
* Adam`^ rubs his temples
<Adam`^> "What?"
<Fennec|GM> <to Melissa, of course>
<Adam`^> (( I know, I still don't understand, hence the two 'what's' ))
<Kendrick> ((Its a pun about her cup size. :P))
<Kendrick> ((*shrug*))
<Adam`^> (( No it's not, I know what the second thing means, but I don't know about the first ))
<Fennec|GM> (( you THINK you know what the second thing means... ))

<Fennec|GM> MsC motions you to stop.
* Adam`^ is getting tired of standing in the middle of the street looking like an idiot
* Adam`^ sighs and stopps
<Adam`^> "What now?"
<Fennec|GM> <to Melissa> "I think that you'll find if you put your mind to it, you should be able to.... make certain alterations.... to your current outfit more easily than finding a new one."
<Fennec|GM> "You'd prefer something with a little less... radius?"
<Adam`^> "She'd have something with no radius if she could manage it... Don't give her ideas."
<Fennec|GM> She takes out the aforementioned bottle of whateveritwas and pours some in a small glass. "Drink this. It may help to clear your mind."
<Adam`^> "Don't do it, it'll make you go blind."
* Adam`^ thinks about what he just said, and has a slight chuckle to himself

<Fennec|GM> "... you are not having another DROP of ?????? until you come with me to the Society. It's far too dangerous. We should go; now."
<Adam`^> "Don't we have to wait for ernie? Plus she needs to get taller."
<Melissa> "Very much so. I'm .... " *looks up* "I feel eight.Or ten. Something like that. This is ... insane!"
<Adam`^> "You're not eight or ten, more like... sixteen, seventeen? That's legal in this time peroid you know?"
<Melissa> "Isn't there some newton law about conversation or conservatories? Where does the rest of the weight go?"
<Fennec|GM> (( no, she's very much eight-ish. ))
<Adam`^> (( That's so cute ))
<Kendrick> ((str8 to her hips ;p))
<Kendrick> ((And no, its not cute))
<Kendrick> ((An 8 year old crazy woman is not cute :x ))

* Mel` stops at the river, and tries some of the water
<Adam`^> "That could be unhealthy."
<Mel`> "Just a guess...."
<Adam`^> "Victor told me once if I'm ever stranded and stuck in a forest, the last thing I want to do is drink from the streams or lakes."
<Mel`> 'It might be some of whatever drink she gave me that started this. It could end it, or something."
<Adam`^> "No, remember, the drink she gave you has a refined essense, it's a synthetic drink."
<Fennec|GM> (( pardon while your GM plots against you ))

<Adam`^> "What happened to me? What happened to YOU!?"
<Mel`> "I have no idea. I tried to visualize a lighthouse and green light ..... and I seem to have lost the dress, so things are looking up."
* Mel` gets out of the ... flower.
<Adam`^> "You're NAKED for one."
<Adam`^> "And for another, you're a FAIRY!"
<Fennec|GM> (( fairy-- slang, "disparaging term for a homosexual man"? ))
<Mel`> "I'm a WHAT?!"
* Mel` plops back down. "This is not happening."
* Adam`^ points a giant finger at Mel's back
<Adam`^> "A fairy, you're a whole 3 inches tall and you have wings."
<Adam`^> "Did I mention you're naked?"
<Fennec|GM> (( Hmm. "This is not happening" inventory for Melissa. ))
* Mel` wails "I don't want to be a fairy!"
<Mel`> (( would be rather long at this point :P ))
<Fennec|GM> (( so much for not-being-short ))
<Adam`^> "It's a little late for that!"

<Fennec|GM> You're managing a good hover at about Adam`^'s eye level.
<Mel`> "Okay... this is seriously weird...."
<Mel`> "It seems natural though .For fairies. Or something. Uhm."
<Adam`^> "Uhm?"
<Fennec|GM> (( Thirsty? How about a little soda? We have some Sprite... ))
<Mel`> "Meaning this is insane. I don't eve know why I'm still sane, or how, or what is going on here!"
<Fennec|GM> (( ooh, angry Tinkerbell. ))
<Fennec|GM> Oh, did I mention the voice? It's a little... high-pitched. Though it has a bit more of a musical quality to it.
<Mel`> (( oh gods ))

<Fennec|GM> He's staring at you. You're naked.
<Mel`> I have *wings* Being stared at by a man while naked is the least of my worries :P
<Fennec|GM> okie.

<StarBlue> anyone alive? :P
<StarBlue> analog: :P
* alcar sort of is
<alcar> running a gamre.
<analog> hi
<analog> alcar: running a game, or a gamer... the second sounds like fun (visions of swampland and forest, and you stealthily chasing a gamer with a gleaming steel blade between your teeth.)
<alcar> lol. Game :P
<analog> shame
<analog> :)

<Mary_jane`^> "So nora, you believe in magic?"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I've had a three way, so yes.:" She grins.

<Mary_jane`^> "Does that mean Aruthur is the king bent on owning the world?"
<Mary_jane`^> "That's pretty fucked up."

<AlcarGM> Nora throws her handbag at one ninja and kicks the other between the legs. You reach her as the third prepares ot o something definitely painful with his fist
<AlcarGM> Ninja #3: "Proectors of the saviour die as well," flatly
* Mary_jane`^ cracks the stick on the fist and turns to see where her three ran off to
<AlcarGM> The three behind you are two, one of them dropped by jacob, who is runing towards you with is left arm hanging rather limpy. The two ninjas look back, look at you, and simply vanish, as if swallowed up by the night.
<AlcarGM> Nora: "That .... that was ..... hey! What did they mean, protector?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Evidently you're my bodyguard."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "You're the one beating them up!"
* Mary_jane`^ puts her back to nora's "Watch my back, ok?"
* Mary_jane`^ looks around for more ninja
<AlcarGM> Nora: "R-right., I'll scream loudly, shall I?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Just tell me if someone is comming
<Mary_jane`^> "You wouldn't happen to know any magic would you? Seriously?"
<AlcarGM> You don't see any, and thne the light cast by the sticks brightens for you to illumate a good 30 yards, enoughto see two knives that you easily block
<AlcarGM> Nora: "What? No!"

<AlcarGM> The ninja leaps out of the trunk with a "Hiii ya!" rather doomed by Jacob stepping aside calmly.
<AlcarGM> Jacob looks at you, golden flecks dancing in his eyes. "What do you want done with him?"
* Mary_jane`^ sighs and steps out of the car
<Mary_jane`^> "It's not like me to kill somebody."
* Mary_jane`^ hits him at the base of his skull to knock him out
<Mary_jane`^> "They're all just a bunch of kids anyway."
<AlcarGM> The ninja hits the ground with a thud, his mask falling off.... a boy, about 10 years old.
<AlcarGM> Jacob blinks. "Children .... then send *children* for something such as this?"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Children? We - well, me - was scared of a bunch of kids? Damn, girl. YUou have ytour own children's crusade after you? You babysit some kid who reallyt don't like you?"
<Mary_jane`^> "No, I think it was that guy, he was their leader or something. He works for the king I think."

<AlcarGM> Nora: "Then what do I do? It takes years to learn self defence stuff!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Like I was saying, the magic thing seems easy enough to learn, I mean, it's mostly interpretation or something."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "And requires natural talent to use properly, as far as I understand it."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Great." She guns the engine and gets on the road again. "So what do I do?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Then you should try it and see if it works."
<Mary_jane`^> "Well, first you should see if you have the natural talent. Let me drive and jake can show you how it's done..."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "There are many kinds of magic. Kaballah is just one, and not one that is just learned, or used casually...."
<AlcarGM> Nora lets you drive, which is a first in one of her cars.
<Mary_jane`^> "She needs some kind of magic, I mean, it's not like she's going to just use it at school to cheat on papers... well maybe but she still needs it if she can do it!"

<AlcarGM> Jacob: "If it hasn't replied maybe you're overreacting?"
* Mary_jane`^ stares the moon down, feeling silly
<Mary_jane`^> "No, i'm not overreacting, she has a problem with me. If she would just TELL ME then we could resolve it."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "There is no one there." He pauses. "At least, no one I saw."
<Mary_jane`^> "She's there, and she's angry at something. I'd fix it if I knew what it WAS." Toward the moon
<AlcarGM> Jacob just shrugs. "I have no idea, then."
<Mary_jane`^> "Shh, we're having a moment."
* Mary_jane`^ is staring the moon down
<AlcarGM> The angel stares at you, then says nothing :p

<Mary_jane`^> "I know you can hear me. Come down here and say it to my face!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Whatever it is... If it helps... I'm sorry."
<Mary_jane`^> "I'd fix it, if I knew what your problem with me was."
* Mary_jane`^ will not give up easily
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "Maybe you better not do that," sounding a bit strained. "If the moon took you literally it would be noticed, and probably do horrible things to the weather."
<Mary_jane`^> "Bah, if the moon really does have magic she can send a personification or something."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I thought I saw a face, but are we sure it was the moon? If I had this magic, I wouldn't want anyone else to have it ..." *She grins* "I'd screen the moons calls."

<AlcarGM> Jacob is waiting by the car, looking around casually. He spots both of you and nods. "Good morning."
<Mary_jane`^> "How do you know what kind of god damned day it is."
<Mary_jane`^> (( I got that from that movie ah... we were soldiers =p ))
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "I know it's not one God damned," simply. "Otherwise it would be raining fire, or barbecued pork."
* Mary_jane`^ looks up at the sky and gets in the car "Let's just go."

<AlcarGM> Jacob: "God does NOT hate you," in a voice edged with strange harmonics. .
<Mary_jane`^> "How can you tell me God doesn't hate me? The world's about to end, the man that killed the devil is hunting me and he sends me the choir angel that can't even sing."
<AlcarGM> Jacob coughs, looking a bit embararassed. A few people look over, puzzled. "He does not. I am here, in His name, to aid you as best I can."
<Mary_jane`^> "We need to get to class."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "Mary Jane - " he hesitates, feeling for the words, then says slowly: "I am not powerful, by any angelic standard, but I will aid you with all the power I can bring to bear, and by any means I can manage. I will kill for you, if need be, and die to protect you." He takes a deep breath. "Fine. Classes. But .. please ...don't undervalue God in this. There is a plan, or at least a working."
<Mary_jane`^> "He thinks this is a joke, he's laughing at me right now, and rolling his little dice..." =p
<AlcarGM> lol

<AlcarGM> Ralph is sitting up in the bed and rubbing his now-healed arm and grinning from ear to ear. "It was just in Godzilla meets Superman!"
<Mary_jane`^> "What are you getting at? Are you crazy?"
<AlcarGM> Ralph: "When Clark Kent gets this bug on monster island and is taken to Dr. Moreau who heals him so he can stop Godzilla from destroying Tokyo again!"
<AlcarGM> The nurse stares. Stares some more. Picks up his chart, looks at him, then says "What the fuck is going on?"
<AlcarGM> The other two nurses stare in shock at their boss.
* Mary_jane`^ shrus
<Mary_jane`^> "I don't know."
<AlcarGM> Ralph just grins. "Godzilla healed me."
<AlcarGM> Jacob is standing in the corner of the room, looking very pale and tired but at least standing.
<Mary_jane`^> "Well, tell godzilla I said thanks. We have to get going."

<AlcarGM> Nora: "So, what do we if - when something wierd happens?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Stay near me and use that super cop battling skill you have, except against the demon things."
<AlcarGM> Nora rolls her eyes. "I have mace."
<Mary_jane`^> "Mace doesn't work... unless it's a holy mace or a hammer like mjolnir. We need to get you a magical hammer."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "... right. I'll put that on the grocery list, then."
<Mary_jane`^> "Make sure you get Mjolnir, I don't think anyone's using it right now."
<AlcarGM> (( you'd be surprised :p ))
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I'm sure my daddy can get it," sarcastically.
<AlcarGM> She calls home as you walk to the club. "Hi, daddy's answering machine. It's Nora, a liive questioning machine. Can I get THor's Hammer? I need it to kill demons. Thanks a bunch." She hangs up. "There," with a smirk.

<AlcarGM> Nora: "I need to get home anyway. I have to check my mail, and see if mom and dad are going away tomorrow. If so, we can so a big sleepover at my place."
* Mary_jane`^ nods "Ok, but don't blame me when it gets attacked by a 30 foot robot monster from hell."

* Mary_jane`^ looks at the clock "Shit I have to get going, bye!"
* Mary_jane`^ runs out the door =p
<AlcarGM> Your mother blinks. :"Excuse me?"
<AlcarGM> She follows you to the door. "What is so important that you have to miss breakfast?"
* Mary_jane`^ growls and grabs a piece of fruit
<Mary_jane`^> "My life!"
<AlcarGM> lol!
<AlcarGM> "What do you mean by that young lady?" your mom says as you dart past her out the door. "Mary Jane!"
<Mary_jane`^> "What?"
<AlcarGM> Anne: "Where *are* you going?"
<Mary_jane`^> "School!"

<AlcarGM> Anne: "You're not THAT late," she says, as the bus goes down the street past the stop.
<AlcarGM> Jacob is accross the street, siting on the bench and you see him stand very quickly when you run out, then relax when nothing comes out after you :p
* Mary_jane`^ whines as she misses the bus
<AlcarGM> Anne: "If you'd stayed a moment, I was going to say I can drive you in today."
<Mary_jane`^> "How can I not be that late? I just missed my ride!"
<Mary_jane`^> "oh..."
<Mary_jane`^> "You could have told me that earlier!"
<AlcarGM> Anne: "And who IS that across the road? He was there when I got the paper at 5 in the morrning. Are you sure you don't have a stalker?"
* Mary_jane`^ sighs and goes back inside
<AlcarGM> (( Angel Arrested to Stalking Saviour of Known World. "He just kept following my daughter around," the concerned mother reported. "An angel indeed! Real angels have wings. I just wish my daughter's first stalker could have been someone who didn't have mental problems." ))
<Mary_jane`^> "No, we goto school together, I told him I'd meet him at our stop this morning. He's a morning person, don't ask."

<AlcarGM> Sal: "I'll be out in a few minutes," sullenly
* Mary_jane`^ nods
* Mary_jane`^ steps outside of his door and waits
<AlcarGM> you close it, I hope :p
<Mary_jane`^> hell no
<AlcarGM> Sal: "Close the door!"
<AlcarGM> He looks like he's about to cry :)
* Mary_jane`^ grumbles and closes the door
<Mary_jane`^> damn brothers
<Mary_jane`^> i never knew they were so hard to deal with or I would have been easier on my sisters =p

<AlcarGM> Biology is boring, with Mrs. Thompson going on about how humans are a virus and should be eradicated and that the reign of terrorism humans have caused ot the ecosystem is about to end. She actually breaks her yardstick on her desk while emphasizing a point. The general boreed consensus is she forgot to take her meds.
<AlcarGM> (( The Gm secretly wonders if Mrs. Thompson should find out about the saving the world stuff and put MJ on indefinitely 24 hour detention so the world cannot be saved. ))

<AlcarGM> Nora: "I think your brother was born weird."
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah, but this is just... strange.. Anyway, I did ask him, he told me to leave."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "We were entering his room without asking." He hestiates, then says, "Well, the room was weird. I've been in tombs that smelled fresher."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "So we need face masks?" half-jokingly.
<Mary_jane`^> "Maybe he's a vampires!"
<AlcarGM> (( lol ))
<AlcarGM> Nora: "... but vampires aren't fat.:"
<Mary_jane`^> "No, jake made it smell new car fresh."
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah, they are, if they eat alot of people."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I never thought of that. Vampire bloat."

* Mary_jane`^ doesn't talk back and meets Luna and Nora "Ready?"
<AlcarGM> Luna nods, a bit hesitant.
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Sure. My car?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Good, this is going to be great!"
* Mary_jane`^ nods
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah, let's make it quick too."
<AlcarGM> Nora grins. Jacob, for a moment, is actually glad he's not going.
* Mary_jane`^ goes to the car, for the first time in a long time without an angel watching her back
* Mary_jane`^ is only slightly grateful
<AlcarGM> You reach your house in record time, even for Nora. Luna spends the while trip looking as pale as the moon and horrified. She's shaking a bit when she gets out in your driveway, her eyes wide. "Do you .. normally ..drive like that?" she manages.
<AlcarGM> Nora nods. "It would have been quicker if not for the red lights."
<AlcarGM> Luna just nods, repressing the urge to lose lunch in your bushes.
<Mary_jane`^> "You ran through them all."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "But they were there."
<Mary_jane`^> (( red lights slow time lol ))

<Mary_jane`^> "Ah, good, Jacob has your notes, you should look them over before you get to class if you have any questions for him."
<AlcarGM> Luna grabs them without looking. It's a *sheaf* of papers, a good 30 pages. For each of you.
<AlcarGM> Nora looks at the pages, then Jacob. "Uh. Thanks?"
<AlcarGM> Luna hurries past you to class
<Mary_jane`^> "Ah, good, he wrote a script."
<Mary_jane`^> "Anyway, see you after school, then."
* Mary_jane`^ looks over the papers
<AlcarGM> It's every single conversation he heard in the class, and the teacher's notes. And sounds heard. All in an elegant copperplate hand, very neat and precise, with calligraphy for new sections and everything.
<AlcarGM> (( angry angel, who? ))
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Okay.... should I read this or frame it?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Ah good, looks like Mindy failed her pregnancy test last night.. And Jerold is affraid he's the father... I love highschool."

<AlcarGM> And, as you're knocking on her door, finally says "What did you find in your brothers room?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Well, first we went inside, and it was dark and smelled of new car, it was ofcourse locked."
<AlcarGM> Jacob stares at you. And waits.
<Mary_jane`^> "Nora managed to pick the lock and there was no chain this time. We went inside and I checked for Sal while Nora and Luna looked around for something important. If ound five pieces of lint and a piece of hair that probably belonged to his girlfriend at one point except he didn't have a girlf riend so I'm not sure where it's from too long to be his."
<AlcarGM> (( very nice :P ))
<Mary_jane`^> "His closet was full of computer parts, mostly green and metal, and there were chips on them..."
<AlcarGM> The angel doesn't react other than to wait. He seems impervious to your sarcasm :)
<Mary_jane`^> "I think there were a few small ones and some big ones, but I couldn't count them that fast."
<Mary_jane`^> "up on the shelf were some clothes that used to fit him but don't anymore, and it's a long story so I won't bother you with the rest."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "I see."

<AlcarGM> He turns and glares at you. "What, that you like invading my privacy?"
* Mary_jane`^ shrugs "You go into my room all the time."
<Mary_jane`^> "Anyway, You're going to Phil's tomorow with me."
<AlcarGM> Sal: "I had it locked for a reason!" He's very angry ... and afraid, but you're not sure why.
<AlcarGM> Sal: "You -" he blinks. Stares at you. "What?"
<Mary_jane`^> "I said you're going with me tomorow."
<AlcarGM> Sal: "Fuck you."
<Mary_jane`^> "You don't want to go?"

* Mary_jane`^ looks at it and sighs "I hope Luna will be ok."
<AlcarGM> Nora opens the gate and pulls into one of the three garages and parks her car. "I hope she is sane, myself. What kind of father does she have?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Sounds like a pretty mean one."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "At the very least."
<Mary_jane`^> "I mean, she has terrible memory, she uses the same excuse every day... Something's up with them. I'll ask her about it tomorow, if she shows up."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Might want to be careful. What if you break her mind or something?"
<AlcarGM> You wander through the back garden. Or one of the gardens, at least. Even for late fal at least 3/4 of the plants are in bloom, the lawn is freshly mowed and the whole are has a kind of immaculate propriety without being forced or too noticable. It's nice, without being jarring or overkill.
<Mary_jane`^> "Break her mind just by asking questions. You can't do that!"
<Mary_jane`^> (( I only wish it were true =( ))

<Mary_jane`^> "Anyway, we'll worry about it when we break her mind, which isn't going to happen."

<Mary_jane`^> "Perhaps it's werewolves"
<AlcarGM> And then you spot something ... grey .. .going over the walls in the disance. Quick flowing movements.. at least 20 shapes.
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I don't have any silver. Well, besides my letter opener, and it's not like I'd stab them in the eyes with it."
<AlcarGM> (( :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( LoL ))

* Mary_jane`^ walks through the puddles of water still raining down on her and grabs her sheath
<AlcarGM> It's raining down from a sky new-filled with sullen stormclouds. The ground is drenched in wate,r the sprinkler system trashed and your sheath is cut up and gnawed, but stil servicable. Tho a werewolf widdled on it :p

<Mary_jane`^> A demon with Mjolnir would be pretty uber
<AlcarGM> yes :P
<Mary_jane`^> but this is an epic campaign anyway
<Mary_jane`^> so it'll be fun =p
<Mary_jane`^> I can see her walking around with the hammer strapped to her back
<AlcarGM> Nora: "It's ... performance art?"
<Mary_jane`^> It's like a trio pack of heros straight out of a manga
<AlcarGM> lol! good :)

<AlcarGM> She hugs you tightly, then finally lets go. "How .. how do you deal with it?"
* Mary_jane`^ wraps an arm around her shoulder
<Mary_jane`^> "I... I thought it was a dream at first, then I slowly came to realize it was real. By that time I was used to it."
* Mary_jane`^ sighs
<Mary_jane`^> "It's hard knowing that you have some power that's supposed to save the world. I mean, what happens if you die? Will the world end?"
<AlcarGM> Jacob says nothing to that, just watches both of you.
* Mary_jane`^ notices she has a nasty gash in her arm, and pokes at it
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I guess you just ... try not to think of it?"
<Mary_jane`^> "I think I'm going slowly insane."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "... what?
* Mary_jane`^ smiles "We can go insane together."
<Mary_jane`^> "It was a joke..."

<Mary_jane`^> "It makes it harder when you try not to think about it."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "But I could have killed them... and . .they were just children!"
<Mary_jane`^> "You have to grab onto it and try to control it, otherwise when you need it most, it'll only fight you."
* Mary_jane`^ nods "I could have as well... But we both turned out ok and the kids are fine."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "What about next time?"
* Mary_jane`^ sighs "The only thing you can do is live and go with the flow. You can't change it, but you can shift it."

* JoeHardy looks at the goo... description?
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "Since coming to this world I have done things I never knew I could and been things my Creator never made me to be. I do not know how I will be judged when I return, only that I do what I must here, and now. Being human is making choices, and living and dealing with the consequences. It's about judging, and standing up for what is right no matter what is costs you."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I .. don't know if I can do that. Kill someone. It's ... wrong. How can we do right by doing wrong?"
<Mary_jane`^> "You have to ask yourself where you stand and if you're willing to sell your soul to save everyone else's."

<AlcarGM> (( and .. how much time od you have? Want to end it here? ))
<Mary_jane`^> I have all night, nothing in the morning.. I have to meet someone online at 9 but... I think i can manage ;D
<AlcarGM> lol. K.
* Mary_jane`^ is going to regret it in the morning
<AlcarGM> (( we can end how, if you want to. ))
<Mary_jane`^> no
<Mary_jane`^> I didn't say I regret it now
<Mary_jane`^> I said I"ll regret it in the morning
<AlcarGM> (( heh ))

<Mary_jane`^> "You remember that whole magic conversation we had last time?"
<AlcarGM> Uncle Phil nods slowly.
<Mary_jane`^> "You see... There's this angel, you know from heaven?"
<AlcarGM> Uncle Phil: "An angel. All right. You're saying an angel is ..what ... fixing clothing?" sarcastically
<Mary_jane`^> "He was just now."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "Had it broken, had it just fallen apart, his sharme would have overcome even his courage. He came here, certain he would fail, and he tried. That was more courage than I've seen in most people."
<AlcarGM> Phil frowns at Jake, then looks at you. "He's your angel then, huh?"
* Mary_jane`^ shrugs
<Mary_jane`^> "You said it, not me."

* Mitch` shrugs, "ahh.. let's just walk around the general area, for now, at least."
<Mitch`> "What's the worst that could happen?" *DUN DUN DUN*

<AudreyIII> (( since when do superhero costumes have pockets? Isnt that against the rules? ))
* Mitch` is Mitch! He makes his own rules!

<AlcarGM> Darren: "So ... you have a fan club?" with a wicked grin.
* Mitch` finds a nice spot NEXT TO THE WINDOW
<AudreyIII> (( watch, as a car crashes in! ))
<Mitch`> "Eh.. everyone does. Some people just get asked for autographs."
<AlcarGM> (( *bows* ))

<AlcarGM> Darren: "Huh? Yeah. It's just getting weird. It's quiet, no big villains around." He shrugs. "And there's an angel that wants to kill you. OI can just see the press if we fight it out with an angel."
<Mitch`> "Hey.. who said he was an angel, anyway?"
<AlcarGM> Darren: "Well, he did...."
* Mitch` angrily bites into his mcburger
<Mitch`> "Is that good enough?"
<AlcarGM> Darren: "Well, he glows and has wings. If I saw it on TV I'd say it was an angel. Well, aside from the shotgun."
<Mitch`> "If Heaven's got some kinda problem with me, it can hit me with lightning right now and settle at that. I don't like being bugged by people who say they're angels."
* Mitch` thinks about that a moment.. and slides his chair away from the window a couple inches. :P

<AlcarGM> A few people get on the bus, spot you, and get right back off :P
<AlcarGM> A few people see you as the bus goes by and point, some looking surprised or interested. A few japanese tourists take pictures.
<AudreyIII> (( hehe, on the upside, I'm keeping to bus from getting overcrowded. :P ))
<AudreyIII> (( oh man, you just had to mention japanese tourists... *fantasizes about giant monster rampages...* ))
<AudreyIII> (( I miss UH. :P ))

<Johnny> "Anyways, Dex, what the heck does the Captain want, anyhow?"
<Eliza> "I think he eats fingers, personally."
<AlcarGM> Dexter shrugs. <Fingers.... that would be odd. You could get chicken fingers I guess.> He walks over and frowns at the rabbit. <Hmm. Wow. It's angry. Really angry. And something about ..... uhm...> Dexter stares at the rabbit. <Okay. Something was lost in translation there.>
* Johnny quirks an eyebrow
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Something about skulls and birdhouses and saying its name.> He shrugs. <Makes no sense to me.>
<Johnny> "What does it want to be called?"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <I think it likes the captain, but it wants to be called that a lot? it's really angry.>
* Eliza readies parasol for potential defensive action.
<AlcarGM> (( *snickers* ))

* Mitch` picks up the tray n stuff, putting it all in its proper place as he opens the door for Darren, "Its too bad Wayne didn't get a cell phone. We could just call him."
<AlcarGM> Darren nods. "Maybe he's in the phone book?" dryly
<Mitch`> "Worth a try!"
<AlcarGM> Darren: "I was kidding.."
* Mitch` heads for the nearest phone booth, weighing the humor of emerging as his normal self ;p
<AudreyIII> (( Bruce, Wayne. Address: Bruce Manor. Phone number: Turn on giant light. ))
<Mitch`> "You never know, man. We might find leads, on the way."

<Johnny> "You wanna go?"
<Eliza> "I'll go!" <get out of this place, the architecture is horrible and the furnishings inadequate>
<AlcarGM> Dexter shrugs. <Sure. You want to bring The Captain along?"
<Eliza> "Uhh, I fear for the safety of my delicate little fingers."
<Johnny> (What are you talking about? its like a giant purple Hawaiian mish mash.... with too many couches :P)

<AudreyIII> "I think you're a little confused about how vengeance works..."
<AlcarGM> Wayne steps over the bodies of the muggers, who are going to need serious hospital treatment soon* and starts to look angry. "This is preemptive vengeance, so they do not kil your parents!: wildly
<AlcarGM> * "Hi! My name is Wayne, and I'm the reason they added wheelchair access to Arkham"

<AlcarGM> Wayne: "You try and trap me! I WILL HAVE VENGEANCE!"
* Mitch` believes that is all the BETTER! :P
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <That's it. I've had enough of that word.>
* Johnny holds his hands up, "look, no trap here."
<AlcarGM> Wayne: "You killed us once, you wil not kill us again! We Will have tits!"
* Johnny gives him the wierdest look ever
* Mitch` almost looses his concentration as he stares blankly at Wayne's words. ;p
* Eliza marches over. "Mr. Wayne, I don't know what your problem is but your behaviour is most unrefined. You ought to be ashamed of yourself. Get a grrrip!"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <That's much better,> in a satisfied tone.

<AlcarGM> At that moment Wayne comes charing down the street towards your entire group, screaming "I will have vengenace on jay walkers and whoever cancelled baywatch!" in a mechanical voice.
<Eliza> "Beg pardon? What's baywatch?"
* Mitch` looks seriously displeased. >:E And runs towards Wayne with focused angar! :P
<AlcarGM> The cyborg wayne charges, having been programmed a bit too well by Magi :P
<AlcarGM> The rea Wayne (still stuck by johnny's grip): "SOmeone dares try and infere with my tits?!" wildly
<Mitch`> (( :P ))
<AlcarGM> Dexter falls over laughing :)

<AlcarGM> Darren: "... did he try and hurt you?"
<Eliza> "No... I think he tried to send me to Hell."
<AlcarGM> Darren: ".... by killing you or opening a portal?"
* Eliza considers. "It could have been either."
<AlcarGM> Darren: "... great. Well, with luck he won't get a drop on us again." He rubs his neck. "Drop. Hah. Falling to cause a small crater isn't my idea of fun."
<Eliza> ... "you OK?"
<AlcarGM> Darren shrugs. "Cuts and bruises. I'll be okay. The farmers field is toast, though."
* Eliza ponders "is toast" for a few moments.
<AlcarGM> Darren doesn't notice. "Okay. I know what I can do .. what can you do?"
<Eliza> "Do? I run a flower shop. Ran a flower shop. Nice little shop, down in the arcade at the railway station..."
<AlcarGM> Darren: "Uhm... I meant.. power wise? Like.. the speed, the clothing.. what else?"
<Eliza> "I managed to get an excellent assistant; she was really quite handy... we did excellent business in poinsettias and ... Oh."
<Eliza> "Umm, I'm Not Entirely Sure."

<AlcarGM> Mr Quirm goes to take the sword. "This WILL of course go on your record."
<Mary_jane`^> "Record of what? Is it like a music record? Are you writing a song about me? That's sooooo sweet!" And in true anime fasion... Hops up to him and gives him a large hug
<AlcarGM> Mr Quirm ignoes that.. and your hug (the latter rather surprising) and reaches for the sword.
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "She needs her sword," in the tone of voice that scrapes into you as if someone had begun digging out your heart with a dul spoon.
<AlcarGM> Mr Quirm ignores it entirely.
<AlcarGM> Jacob blinks, his jaw dropping.
<Fennec> (( it's a matter of national security ))
* Mary_jane`^ backs up from him
<AlcarGM> You doing anything to try and prevent him? :P
<Mary_jane`^> "Mr Quirm what's that on your face!?"
<AlcarGM> Mr. Quirm: "The sword, young lady," in a tone to brook no refusual, a tone even more powerful than the command of an angel, weighted with the awesome pettiness of bureaucracy!

* Mary_jane`^ squeels "EEEEEEEE! WHAT IS THAT!!!" Grabbing attention
* Mary_jane`^ is pointing at Quirm's face
<AlcarGM> Oh, you have enough attention. The entire hallway is watching :)
<Mary_jane`^> "It's pulsing!"
* Mary_jane`^ cowers from him
<AlcarGM> Jacob frowns and golden flecks flare in blue eyes, The PA system springs to life. "Vice Principal Quirm, Vice Principal Quirm, please repoort to the Art Class to be used as a nude model."
<AlcarGM> Mr. Quirm blinks.
* Mary_jane`^ straightens
<AlcarGM> A vein in his forehead IS now pulsing and he turns a deep shade of purple.
<Fennec> (( omgwtf ))
<Mary_jane`^> "You do nude modeling?"
<AlcarGM> The hallway erupts in laughter as he storms off towards the office, completely forgetting you.

<AlcarGM> Mrs. Thompon: "And, furthermore, if we look at the platypus in depth we realize that gender is entirely a construction of the mind. Boy, girl, man, woman. It's all things we invent. If you remove a woman's breasts due to cancer, is she less of a woman? Is gender really more than plumbing? Can we accept it's just artificial social constructs?"
<AlcarGM> (( she should be fired ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( She totally needs to be subjected to some stripping =p ))

<AlcarGM> Mrs Thompson: "And furthermore, all men begin as women. The male begins asd the female, and the male never loses that, it just removes part of it and replaces that with a 8 inch penis and thinks that everyone is somehow going to be better because they can piss standing up. But if you remove the penis, like with garden shears, or a blow torch, do you remove the man? Is gender more than a dichotomy? Are we all really nothing more tham hermaphordites?"

<AlcarGM> English, is, fortunately, more sane, as Mr Rootham begins his misconstruction of Hamlet into a postmodern story about how Hamlet could have easily dealth with his Oedipal complex bu having sex with his mother and that a REAL psychologist, upon being told that someone had monsters under the bed, would hand them a bat instead of saying the monsters weren't real since monster are real.

<AlcarGM> Once inside you get food, and water. Luna asks what is going on.
* Mary_jane`^ taps on the table thin lipped "Ok..."
<Mary_jane`^> "So... Hmm... How do I say this..."
<Mary_jane`^> "You know all about magic, right?"
<AlcarGM> Luna blinks; "You mean sex?"
<AlcarGM> Nora snickers

* Mary_jane`^ walks down the street looking around
<AlcarGM> Looking for anything, or doing anything?
* Mary_jane`^ is moping
<Mary_jane`^> sure, a man with a limp if I find anything, but other than that, no
<AlcarGM> You see the street. A woman out walking her dog, a man and his daughter out for a noonday stroll, an ole homeless man begging for spare change, a few mas-produced business people in straightjacket uniforms walking and talking, the bright like of money in thier eyes replacing their souls. The usual.
* Mary_jane`^ tosses change at the begger and ignores the others
* Mary_jane`^ goes somewhere quiet
<AlcarGM> The beggar catches it with a gap-toothed grin. "Keep two pennies for the eyes," he says cheerfully.

* Mary_jane`^ goes in and looks through the non fiction books for some old looking tome hidden in all libraries
<AlcarGM> (( So You Want to Be A Wizard? :P ))
<AlcarGM> (( is tempting.. :) ))
<AlcarGM> (( could do a lot with Duane, except for the lone Enemy bit. ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( That's actually a fiction book, good one too ))
* Mary_jane`^ was hpoing for a title more subtle and with more information
<AlcarGM> You wander through stacks of books gathering dust, the forgotten dinosaurs of the modern age. Most of them hardbacks, the kind of books sold that graviate to libraries like copies of Finnegans Wake to bookshelves, never to be read.
* Mary_jane`^ looks for any book that shows magic at all
<Mary_jane`^> (( not the necronomicon ))
<AlcarGM> (( awwww :P ))

<AlcarGM> An old woman is browsing the shelves as well, more layers of clothing than person, coloured like a tatterdemalion, or a gypsy. She looks up at you, then clucks her tongue disaprovingly. "Looking for magic, are you girly?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Mmm... Do you know where I can find some information on it?"
<AlcarGM> She shrugs. "The fisher king, if any, but you seek him, eh? I can see it. Can smell it, even. We are his people, we without homes. We're the city, some say. Dunno about that, but I feel him." She taps her forehead. "not here." then her heart. "but here. In the centre of things. Poor lad. Too young for his destiny, but aren't we all?"
* Mary_jane`^ sighs "So he could tell me?"
<AlcarGM> She nods. "If any can. He knows secrets, and what the only secret magicians seek is." She smiles, a bit sadly. :"Sometimes it's better to have a dream than to achieve it. Magic is like it. I used to be famous, then I was old, and used up, and forgotten. Magic uses us, no matter what the kind. It fills holes in the soul, and takes too much."
* Mary_jane`^ sighs
<Mary_jane`^> "I'm expected to use it... It's my fate."
<AlcarGM> She laughs, a little sadly. "Then run. No one should have to do what their fate tells them.We all have room to move, I think, otherwise what's the damn point, eh?"
<Mary_jane`^> "My fate is to save the world. If I run then I risk everyone else's."
<AlcarGM> "Oh." she blinks. "Well. I'm not sure what to say to that, only that I think the world is always being saved, by luck, and change, and design. There's more to the world, as the old bard said. I wish you well. And if you do save it, let me know."
<Mary_jane`^> "What was your name?"
<AlcarGM> She blinks, then shrugs. "I don't know anymore. I gave it away, or lost it, or put on a new one. The ilent movies, though, I was in them. I was star," wistlfully. "But all lights burn out, and they just go and light new ones instead."

<Mary_jane`^> "Can you show me to the fisher king?"
<AlcarGM> She shakes her head. "I don't know where he is, myself. Wish I did. Been over five years since we've seen him around. Oh, there's stories. Maybe he died, but there'd be a new one. Somewhere."
<AlcarGM> "If you want to find him, just follow your heart."
* Mary_jane`^ breaths deep and nods
<AlcarGM> (( now how useless is that, on a scale of one to ten? :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( I dunno... we'll see ))

* Mary_jane`^ looks up at the appartments, and at the buttons
* Mary_jane`^ pushes...
<Mary_jane`^> 1d100
<sparkie> Mary_jane`^ 1d100: 95
* Mary_jane`^ pushes appt# 95
<AlcarGM> lol! NIce ;)
<AlcarGM> (( but it's not 333! ))
<AlcarGM> A woman's voice answers. "Hello?"
* Mary_jane`^ is taken aback
<Mary_jane`^> The fisher king is a queen? =p
<AlcarGM> (( yes, the fisher king is a mtf transsexual! well, no. Tho it was tempting :P ))

<Mary_jane`^> "I'm looking for the fisher king, is he in there?"
<AlcarGM> There is a period of silence, then "May I ask who is calling?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Mary Jane."
<AlcarGM> "And may I ask what is calling?"
* Mary_jane`^ thinks
<Mary_jane`^> "I'm not sure."
<AlcarGM> (( "The savior of the known world, you biatch!" ... or .. not ... :p ))
<AlcarGM> Pause, then "I ... see. Why aren't you sure?"
<AlcarGM> (( wonders if the woman is really one of those internet psychology bots ;P ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Well, that's part of why I'm here... I'm supposed to save the world with some power I don't even know."
<Mary_jane`^> (( LoL! ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( I had an arguement with one of those for like an hour when i was really bored ))
<AlcarGM> (( Did you win? :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( No. ))

<AlcarGM> A young man comes of a bedrom into a rather spartan living room. He's around 9 or 10, it's hard to tell, and in a wheelchair. he uses it easily, as if he has for sometime, and his legs are thin and wasted. Its his eyes that get you, the brown of the earth and filled with a quiet, unspoken compassion and something one might label wisdom.
<Mary_jane`^> "Are you The Fisher King?"
<AlcarGM> The boy blinks, looking surprised. "You don't know?"

* Mary_jane`^ looks out the window "For all I know you could be another vampire luring me into a blood trap."
<AlcarGM> (( making the fisher king into a vampir.... I shudder to think of what that would do to a city :p ))
<AlcarGM> (( mactually, in retrospect it could explain LA ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( HAHAHAHA!! ))

<Aerdan> . o O (Good god...)
<Aerdan> . o O (alcar, if *all* 4ways sessions are this long, I'm not getting involved. :P)
<Mary_jane`^> (( This isn't 4 ways ))
<AlcarGM> (( LOL Aerdan! Different game :p ))

<Mary_jane`^> "Who or what is mars?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "War, of course." He looks surprised. "Don't you know even that?"
<AlcarGM> His mother: "Gabe!"
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Sorry. That didn't come out well."

<alcar> That was fun. I love throwing odd things into the mix. NOt only does hte pC have to save the world., but worry about accessibility issues for the final battle :p

<Mel`> "No way out?"
<Adam`^> "I don't know, that's what I'm looking for now."
<Adam`^> "You're my flashlight though."
<Mel`> "I'm a what?"
<Fennec|GM> You're glowing.
<Mel`> green?
<Adam`^> "My flashlight."
<Mel`> "Fuck me, I've become tinkerbell," in a stunned voice.
<Fennec|GM> green, not blatantly green, but green-ish.
<Adam`^> "I can't... You're small..."

<Adam`^> "Can't you wish yourself some clothes? It's really rather distracting."
<Mel`> "Clothing got me INTO this mess, and I'm not sure I could fly while wearing clothing."
* Adam`^ goes downstream
* Mel` tries to wish up a bikini :p
<Mel`> a green one. With flowers on it.
<Fennec|GM> d100 bikini, green, floral
<sparkie> Fennec|GM d100: 30 bikini, green, floral
<Fennec|GM> Poof.
* Mel` blinks. "Oh. That was ... oddly easy."
<Adam`^> "That actually... Makes it worse."
* Mel` waits for it to develop teeth and try yo eat her or something.
<Mel`> "Makes WHAT worse?"
<Fennec|GM> d100 teeth
<Adam`^> "The distraction."
<Mel`> (( .... ))
<sparkie> Fennec|GM d100: 47 teeth
<Fennec|GM> nope, no teeth. Not a one.

<Mel`> "I think we're lost."
<Adam`^> "We're not lost, I am precisely where I intend to be."
<Mel`> "So, it's everything ELSE that's lost?"

<Fennec|GM> (( Kindergarten. :-))
<Mel`> (( I knew that already :) ))

<Fennec> you sure?
<Fennec|GM> "I'm more concerned what could happen if you didn't."
<misembodiedadam`^> "Luck."
<Fennec|GM> "Is the young lady superstitious?"
<misembodiedadam`^> "The concorde rides on luck."
<Mel`> Mel: "No. But I've read things. And there are worse things than destroying a world. There's everything, for a start."
<Fennec|GM> "An engine powered by superstition would be a sight indeed.
<misembodiedadam`^> "It goes far to fast to not ride on luck and not crash."
<Mel`> (( "It's powered by bad news" ... sooo tempting :P ))

<alcar> So. Up for other game?
* Chaos`^ is now known as Mary_jane`^
<Mary_jane`^> No
* alcar is now known as AlcarGM
<AlcarGM> Okay.

<Mary_jane`^> see, these are the kind of powerful people I like
<Mary_jane`^> the ones willing to share information and willing to admit weakness
<AlcarGM> yes :P
<AlcarGM> anfd the fisher kingsd aren't really that powerful, practically speaking. He's got the memories of ALL his decendants, which gives up a big advantage, but it's a lot of people, and a lot of meories, so it's not that practical :p
<Mary_jane`^> atleast he's not like peta for plants
<Mary_jane`^> like poison ivy from batman

<AlcarGM> Gabe frowns at the hammer as Nora hands it to him gingerly, and grunts as it hits the ground. "Wow.. I can't ... even lift it.... Oh! It's .. Thor's right?"
<Mary_jane`^> "That's what we're thinking."
<Mary_jane`^> "Her dad got it for her but we're not sure how he found it."
<Mary_jane`^> "Do you know where it was seen last?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Only warriors, or people pure of soul, can lift it." He rubs his arm. "No fisher king is. We take in the land, the good and the bad. It's the why of the limp, the ouward price for power ...." He trails off, then shakes his head. "No, but I do know you'd only have it here if Thor was dead"
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "..... that's not a good thing..."
<Mary_jane`^> "There you have it Nora, your daddy killed thor so that you could have his hammer."
<AlcarGM> Nora: ".... that's insane! My father is a COO for a company, not a murderer!":
<Mary_jane`^> "I was kidding."
<Mary_jane`^> "He was probably already dead."

<Mary_jane`^> "Are you... Hungry nora?"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Huh? No." She looks alarmed. "Don't tell me this hamer did something to me...."
* Mary_jane`^ frowns and shakes her head "No... But the hammer chose you as it's new master."
<AlcarGM> Nora: ".... and that's good?"
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "Better than Thor returning from the grave for his hammer."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Okay. That's good. Dead guy shambing aroiund saying :"Hammer.. hammmer .." would be disturbing.

<Mary_jane`^> "Jacob, I will not let you boss me around, I'm going and that's final!"
<AlcarGM> Jacob stares at you ......
<AlcarGM> Nora: "You try that voice, Jake, and I swear to god I'll bash you on the head."
<AlcarGM> Jacob blinks. "I ... see. Mary Jane .. this is an affair of Heaven. I ... am charged to protect you, not to endanger you."
<Mary_jane`^> "Then I'm going to go endanger myself and you can come to my rescue."
<AlcarGM> Jacob stares at you for a long moment, then relaxes. "This is going to be a horrible report to Michael.... is there anyone else we can bring?"
<Mary_jane`^> "The vampires." With heavy sarcasm
<Mary_jane`^> "Besides, I need to practice this power to make it better."
<AlcarGM> jacob: "Suicide isn't a form of practise."
<Mary_jane`^> "Yes it is... Most power awakens durring a great time of need."

<Mary_jane`^> "I didn't want to say this infront of Jake, but... The reason the hammer picked you..."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "is...?" slowly.
<AlcarGM> (( "A surprise! Hah! Got you!" .. or not :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Jake infused a power into your hand, it's like an uber life force.. It's the tree with life and resurection stampped on it."
<Mary_jane`^> "Then there's your other, hidden power... It's a contrast... It's hungry and... Dark."
<AlcarGM> Nora: ".... fuck. Does that mean I .. I'm one of the enemy?"
* Mary_jane`^ hugs Nora "Ofcourse not.. Gabe said it himself, power is neutral, it's how it's used that makes it evil..."

<AlcarGM> lessee. Demon? Check? Magical weapon? Check. Infused with Tree of Life? Check. Jacob? Screwed. :p
<AlcarGM> his report is going to be fun for the other angels for centuries :P
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "But it's not my fault! She didn't even HAVE any demon in her! The player and GM added that later!"
<Mary_jane`^> He can blame it on the lack of training they give the humming angels
<AlcarGM> lol! Yes :p
<Mary_jane`^> He'll just report to his boss, the conductor and let him tell michael =p

<Mary_jane`^> "Your power is just geared toward something dark, but you don't have to use it that way... OK?"
<AlcarGM> Nora nods, but looks rather worried. "Okay.... but .. if I do .. .can you promise me somthing.....?"
* Mary_jane`^ looks at her, and nods
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Promise me you'll kill me, if it comes to that."
* Mary_jane`^ holds her tightly
<Mary_jane`^> "I... I can't promise you that but... But I'll do my best..."
<AlcarGM> Nora hugs you back and just nods. "Thank you.:"
<AlcarGM> (( Wow. This is a cheerful session :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( Yeah... We're gunna go fight evil! ))

<AlcarGM> (( Want to end here, with the PCs about to head out? ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( I have another half hour ;D ))
<AlcarGM> (( lol. k. ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( Can we vanquish evil in a half hour? ))
<AlcarGM> (( we can begin, at least :P ))

<alcar> Well. It was predictable, but fun anyway.
<Gemm> Or maybe it wasn't and you just couldn't tell.
<alcar> well, chaos expected Darelle to be sucked into the spirit trap :p So my subtle hints about it weren't that subtle ;)
<Gemm> I'm so glad I found this place all those years ago.
<Gemm> =P

<Kendrick> ((Kendrick may be wide awake, but kentari is sleepy))
<Kendrick> (( :/ ))

* Mary_jane`^ takes gabe to the bathroom to take a bath
<AlcarGM> Sal is in the kitchen, making something to eat. (sandwiches, if it matters). "MJ, I .... " he looks ... stares .... "uh .... " and says nothing as you go past. .oO(Okay. Sister looks like crap. Really weird guy does. And she just wheeled some kid who looks like be ran into a thornbush past the kitchen... do I want to know?)
<AlcarGM> (( and being a brother, of course the answer is yes :p ))

<Mary_jane`^> "He's a friend, I'm not lieing about that."
<AlcarGM> Sal: "And he fell into a bush? How stupid do you think I am?"
<AlcarGM> (( Nora: "On a scale of one to ten....?" ))
<Mary_jane`^> "He's in a wheelchair Sal, he went downhill and hit a bush."
<AlcarGM> Sal: ".. so he doesn't have a home to go to?"
<AlcarGM> Nora looks at her water glass and Sal's head, then decides it's not worth it. "Mind if I take a shower upstairs, MJ?"
* Mary_jane`^ nods to her "Since when do you decide who can and who cannot come in the house?"
<AlcarGM> Sal: "I just want to know why, okay? It doesn't make sense. If you want to lie to me you could at least be creative."
* Mary_jane`^ clears her throat
<Mary_jane`^> "We found an evil house that was the home of an angel wrath that attacked us, she threw jake nora and gabe into a bush and I used my power of truth to purify her body."
<AlcarGM> Sal stares at you for a long moment, then laughs. "See? That's better."

<Mary_jane`^> "Jake, take a shower."
<AlcarGM> Jacob blinks, then just nods and goes upstairs.
* Mary_jane`^ uses the downstairs shower
<AlcarGM> Your mother looks like she wants to ask something else, but instead goes into the bathroom gabe was in "Ah! Here's the windex," and goesback upstairs.
<Mary_jane`^> (( All this talk about showers reminds me I need to take one ))
<AlcarGM> (( lol ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( BBIAB, 20 min max... *cough* ))
<AlcarGM> Okay. You take a nice shower, tho the hot water begins to die after 10 minutes.
<AlcarGM> (( lol! ))

<Mary_jane`^> That's the 2nd time that's happened
<AlcarGM> what has?
<Mary_jane`^> Everytime we rp taking a shower
<Mary_jane`^> I have to take one
<AlcarGM> heh
<Caltak> kinky.
* AlcarGM plots other events. .. so ... say ...... rping the rape of Barney.....

<Mary_jane`^> "Any good wizards or witches around?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe nods. "I don't know about witches. Witching is inborn more than learned, unless it's changed a lot in the past two hundred years. The only good wizard around is probably Bliase, if he's not dead and actually is around."
<Mary_jane`^> "And how do we find him?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "He's the wizard who trained Merlin. Because he failed in teaching Merlin to overcome his demonic nature, he was cursed by God to wander the world until he makes it right. At least, that's what he told the fisher king back in about the 1500s." He shrugs. "Put an ad in the paper?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Now hiring, good wizard, 500 years experiance preffered, Good bennefits."
<AlcarGM> Gabe grins. "Seriously. Sometimes the simplest solution is the best one. Classified ad, or something. I know he actually missed the chance to defeat Merlin somehow around 1000 AD, because he was off in Australia or something like that. If he is around, he'll find it. The rest is up to him."

<AlcarGM> You hear the sound of a cell phone hitting a wall and breaking :p
* Mary_jane`^ runs into the kitchen
<AlcarGM> Nora is glaring at the phone, which is in pieces. "Someone answered. And then hung up. And then, I called. Again. That makes it 23 times. And the line is disconnected."
<Mary_jane`^> "Oh... Maybe you should try your mom."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Oh." She looks at the phone. "Oh. Right. Could I use yours? I think mine is broken."
* Mary_jane`^ shrugs "I'm pretty sure it is... You know that was a good phone... I mean, it was expensive too... If you didn't want it... I would have taken it."
<AlcarGM> Nora takes a deep breath. "Sorry. It's just .. .I guess I'm more tired than I thought. And .... I'm not sure i really want an answer. I mean . .what if my father had Thor killed?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Thor defeated a room of giants. I'm pretty sure your father doesn't know any hitmen that can kill him."

* Mary_jane`^ squeezes the blood out and breathes in deep, closing her eyes and envisioning spears from her first day... Spears in the sky... Made of Ice... Falling on the cars where their drivers are...
<AlcarGM> The sky burns overhead ,like by falling stars... red..... the colour of blood on the moon .... behind you, orange explosions light up the sky a few seconds later.
<Mary_jane`^> (( That backfired... ))
* Mary_jane`^ looks in her mirror to see if the cars are still there
<AlcarGM> They are definitely not there anymore :P
<Mary_jane`^> ...
<Mary_jane`^> I'm confused
<Mary_jane`^> please be more specific
<AlcarGM> the falling stars/spears blew them up.
<Mary_jane`^> oh...
* Mary_jane`^ didn't mean for COMETS to fall... Just like.. large pieces of hail... Damnit I overkilled AGAIN!

<Mary_jane`^> "I don't know... Gabe, how do we get back?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe sits up slowl, gasping for air. "Healed it..." His face is pale, a deaths mask lit by burning eyes. "I managed .... oh..." He blinks a few times. "Just .... think of pigeons....."
<AlcarGM> Nora: ".... pigeons.... what the hell?"
* Mary_jane`^ automatically thinks of pigeons, just by him saying it =p
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "City .. are the city. alive....." and you see a pigeon. Or perhaps it's an albatross . .for some reason, itr's also an eagle, and a raven . .and perhaps a phoenix... and the city returns, abruptly, as if someone stretched an elastic band too far and it snapped.
<AlcarGM> There is pigeon crap on the hood :P
<Mary_jane`^> "Awww... Nora I ruined your car!"
<AlcarGM> Considering all the ndnetations caused by the acid rain are *also* still there, you did :)

* alcar snickers.
<alcar> I like evil dreams for pcs
<alcar> Hello, a voice says. it's nice to meet you Chaos`^. But you don't know any chaos, except the swirl of a mad dream and your thoughts. This is all a game, played by people to pass time. It's not real, the voice says, and this is a True Thing.
<alcar> fourth wall? What fourth wall.....
<aslhk> lol
<alcar> <Chaos`^> I don't play it to pass time
<alcar> <Chaos`^> it's an addiction
<aslhk> lol
<aslhk> pwned

<AlcarGm> Nora drivs you back, muttering about how slow people drive and drops you both off at Phils. "And I'm getting you a cell phone, too, in case stuff hapens and you need to call someone."
<Mary_jane`^> "Uuhm... Ok.."
* Mary_jane`^ gets out and helps gabe out and goes inside
<AlcarGm> (( 911 . your one stop shop to.scare away the agents of King Arthur! ))
<AlcarGm> Phil is inside when you enter, currently sweeping the floor and muttering about parents and not being a daycare to himself.
<Mary_jane`^> (( I don't get it? ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Phil? How was your day?"
<AlcarGm> (( It might come up. Hard to have a secret war whne the ambulance ,police, and fire trucks are arriving :P ))

<AlcarGm> Mrs. Thompson: "What would happen to the world if we dressed up all the girlslike boys, and the boys like girls? Or dressed everyone the same. Everyone gets jeans! and t shirts! And we abolish tuxedos, and dresses, and get rid of the notion that boys and girls are somehow intrisically differentr. Imagine it! At prom night, you could go by your instinct and interest and abolish socieital norms!
<AlcarGm> "Imagine a world where people could be who they wanted and love who they wanted! A world where people can be themselves, and not fit into slots and placeholders and we abolish definitions and everyone uses zir, or zie." She writes both of the blackboard, underlining them fiercely. "Imagine a world where you could be free to be real. A world of magic, because magic is about reality."
<AlcarGm> Nora : "Wow. She's snapped."
<AlcarGm> Ralph: "Yeah. I was told I missed her really weird lectures."
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah, you did... She must have lost her pills.."

<AlcarGm> mrs. Thompons scowls at the class.
<AlcarGm> "Magic is what science is about. We push back the boundaries of the unknown, but we always leaves pieces of it behind us, and we never solve anything. We can't. We are part of the mystery, after all. All magicians are male, regardless of gender. Thrusting into knowledge, trying to pierce the unknown, lost in the masurbation fantasy of themselves as a cosmic voyeur.
<AlcarGm> "And all they find the is the feminine, the female, the mystery at the heart of it all.
<AlcarGm> "There is a theory you mind find interesting. Women were created in God's image, because women can create. Men,on the other hand, were made in the Devil's, because they destroy, because their capacity for hatred outweighs their capacity to love.And women are attracted to men, because women are always attracted to evil, and the forbidden, and secrets.
<AlcarGm> "Women are a secret men will never crack. And women sre a myth they are trapped in, and will never understand."
<AlcarGm> .. .and, fortnuately, the bell rings :p
<AlcarGm> Nora: "... does that make sense to anybody?"
<AlcarGm> Nora grins. "I guess this means you're male, though."
<Mary_jane`^> "You too..."
<AlcarGm> Nora: "no way. I just use the hammer, not do spooky stuff."

<alcar> but now your pc wil get to take a nice trip into the countryside!
* alcar ponders the road trip from hell.
<Chaos`^> nono, nora is driving so it will take half a day
<alcar> lol! Good point. Nora. Country roads.
<Chaos`^> lol!
* alcar is afraid for whatever you meet now.
<alcar> Tho it will give the Enemy a chance to really let loose ;)

<AlcarGM> He looks surprised. "You want to talk?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Uhm... Yes?"
<AlcarGM> The man shrugs slightly. "About what?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Well.. Why are you following me, for one."
<AlcarGM> "Oh, that." The man resumes his lazy smile. "To kill you, of course."

* Mary_jane`^ stands and looks at Jacob
<Mary_jane`^> "Hmm.. Where did you run off to?"
<AlcarGM> Jacob is just .... standing there, watching. "For a walk. I had to . . . think about things."
<Mary_jane`^> "And what did you come up with?"
<AlcarGM> Jacob meets your gaze. "Enough to see me through this." He blinks. "That is an ... interesting trick," in a suddenly strained voice. "I'd rather you didn't use it."
<AlcarGM> The power is still going through you .. no pain in the nexk now, but you're starting to feel tired.
<Mary_jane`^> "What trick?"
* Mary_jane`^ thinks and tries to release the power
<AlcarGM> Jacob smiles sadly. "I know I'm damned. I don't need to see it in your eyes, if you don't mind."
<AlcarGM> You let go ..definitely tired, but not dead. being not dead makes up for being tired, you think.

* Mary_jane`^ blinks and frowns "What are you..."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "It's not your concern. The battle was over, and won, and we survived."
<Mary_jane`^> "No, what are you talking about, I have no idea what you mean you don't have to see it in my eyes. I couldn't tell you if you're damned or not, it's not my decision."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "I created something that shouldn't have existed, and helped destroy another angel. Some things are ... beyond forgiveness. And yet, she gave me her power, her wrath., INsie, all this anger. It's rather..." He frowns "scary, actually. And I saw that, in your eyes. Truth. And truth hurts, most of the time."
<Mary_jane`^> "Every time she leaves she gives you something... She's quite the woman giving you gifts all the time."

<Mary_jane`^> "Let's just go..."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Where?"
<Mary_jane`^> "To the lake!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Oh wait... We were going to the spirit trap right? It can wait, I need a better weapon first... The last time... we got lucky."
<AlcarGM> Nora nods. "Definitely. And .. we have classes. ... oh, screw them. Saving the world is more fun."

<AlcarGM> You should have stayed at autumnfest! I had ninjas!
* AlcarGM sobs
<alcar> Oh, well. They'll have to show up soon amyway.

<alcar> Hrm. MJs truth talent is annoying. It makes the classic betrayal theme harder to accomplish :p
<Chaos`^> hahaha
<Chaos`^> She cannot be betrayed!
<alcar> well, it may happen anyway :p
<alcar> Just not in a way she suspects
<Chaos`^> nono
<alcar> eh?
<alcar> lol!
<alcar> One word: Jealousy :p

<Chaos`^> Look into those puppy dog eyez
<Chaos`^> no one can deny them!
<alcar> the puppy dog wants them back, though
<alcar> and it would be hard to do puppy dog eyes when MJ is showing people the truth about themselves through them :)

<AlcarGm> And you're off. Let's see. If Nora is travelling at 60mph, and the Enemy is travelling at 55mph .. j/k
<Mary_jane`^> LoL! Nora, travel at 60MPH? Whatever
<AlcarGm> You stop at McBurgerland, and get something that is technically called food and probably doesn't have expiration dates.
<AlcarGm> (( is that, too :P Okay. 90 :) ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( Getting closer... ))

<AlcarGm> Nora: "Okay. Gabe., you're in the front so get the map from the glove compartment. You do the navigation stuff if I get lost or we end up on Mars or something." She looks back in the mirror. "You okay?"
<Mary_jane`^> "I WON'T SEND US TO MARS!"
<AlcarGm> Nora: "I hope not. We'd kind of die."
<AlcarGm> Jacob: "I don't need to breathe." He thinks about that. "I doubt that helps you though."
<AlcarGm> Nora: "I mean, someone tried to kill you. That would make ME feel weird."
<Mary_jane`^> "Wait wait... I can't send us to mars, that would make it too easy."
<AlcarGm> Gabe looks back at you. "... easy?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah, I have to put mars and the moon back together... If I could goto mars that would make it easy."
<AlcarGm> Nora: "That's symbolic .. .right? I mean, we're not actually going to try and bash mars into the moon?" with a smirk as she cuts off a taxi.
<Mary_jane`^> "We're not?"

<Mary_jane`^> "Mars has nine moons, doesn't it?"
<AlcarGm> Nora: "I have no idea. I never paid attention in astrology, or whatever the class was."
<AlcarGm> Jacob: "I do hope you're joking."
<Mary_jane`^> "Maybe it's symbolic... Mars has given the moon nine other chances and each time she failed..."
<Mary_jane`^> "Or maybe it's the moon's nine lives, because the moon is a cat."
<AlcarGm> Jacob: "... Mars has two moons," slowly. "What do you do in school?"
<Mary_jane`^> "School?"
<AlcarGm> Jacob: "Never mind."
* Mary_jane`^ shrugs
<Mary_jane`^> "It still makes him a polygamist."
<AlcarGm> Jacob gives you a puzzled look. "Who?"
<Mary_jane`^> "MARS! Stay on topic."
<AlcarGm> Jacob: "..... it is a symbol," with a suspicious look, as if he thinks you're making fun of him.
<Mary_jane`^> "A symbol of polygamy."

<Mary_jane`^> omg
<AlcarGm> eh?
<Mary_jane`^> Alcar don't forget this is anime style too I keep forgetting that =p
<AlcarGm> lol. Forget what, exactly?
<Mary_jane`^> that it's anime
<Mary_jane`^> You can never get too serious with anime
<AlcarGm> lol.
<Mary_jane`^> just not possible

<AlcarGm> Nora: "Well, how about we sing along to, oh, the Beatles. Everyone knows the Beatles."
<AlcarGm> (( and as MJ sings "We all live in a yellow submarine" the car changes..... :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( Damnit I was about to.. YOu ruined it! ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( Now I"ll sing strawberry fields ))

<Mary_jane`^> MJ's mind, if anyone invades it, looks like a beach at sunrise, the sand is slightly wet and a small bonfire further up shore is lit, out in the ocean is the view of bouyes.
<AlcarGm> nice :)
<AlcarGm> but . .why do you think anyone would invade it?! :p
<Mary_jane`^> Yes
<Mary_jane`^> it fits her power nicely
<Mary_jane`^> now all we need is another pc
<AlcarGm> lol. For?
<Mary_jane`^> to invade her mind
<Mary_jane`^> so I can show off how much work I put into it!
<AlcarGm> lol.

<alcar> So ... players ....
<alcar> WarezBert - you there?
<Caltak> PLAYAZ!
<alcar> chaos'll likely be late. Bali, well.....
<alcar> probably won't show :P
* alcar tosses the Shin plot based on aslhk and bali's pcs out the window and watches it crash to the ground.
* Caltak pisses on it.
<Caltak> speaking of which, brb real quick.

<Caltak> You know, whenever I pictured #game1 as a physical place, I'd always imagine it as somebody's apartment, several stories up, with little to no furnishings at all.
<sparkie> With a fireplace, I hope.
<kentari> heh
<Caltak> With a small pile of broken crates or soemthing for Sparkie.
<kentari> Whenever I pictured #game1
<kentari> I thought of this strange, underwater city
<kentari> Where the geometry was.. all wrong..
<kentari> You could hear this strange, primitive chanting from deep within the cyclopean towers
<kentari> It was beyond normal hearing, though
<kentari> :D

<AlcarGM> So. Currently, the PCs were under quarantine because of evil plot by the Artificer began over 20 sessions ago finally coming to light :p
<AlcarGM> And, last I recall, were plaing Go Fish :p

<AlcarGM> Darren sighs: "So. What do you want to .. do in this world?"
<Eliza> <absently> "Eat cupcakes!"
<AlcarGM> Darren grins. "I mean, in this time."
* Eliza breaks out into song. ./~ All I want is a room somewhere, far away from the cold night air... with one enormous chair, oh wouldn't it be loverly? ./~
<Eliza> (( j/k ))
<AlcarGM> lol!
<AlcarGM> 4 ways, the musical! .. nah :p

<AlcarGM> You head below decks. .. and find a man standing beside you, in a neat grey suit, tie. 6', blond hair, blue eyes. He smiles charmingly. "Good day."
* Eliza (still cruising along while doing this) turns towards him, makes a polite bow of the head, and continues on towards anything which might afford more cover...
<AlcarGM> The man looks a little surprised at that, then says "I am sorry to be a bother, but we do need to converse. Your ... friend ... was in the way, so we removed him. He should be fine, though."
* Eliza pauses... hmm, well, so much for Ettiquite. "How may I... be of service?"
<Eliza> <looking about for some way to beat a hasty retreat>
<AlcarGM> Well, you could leap out and hope to survive jumping down to earth.....
<AlcarGM> The man seems to appear wherever you move otherwise, never losing his smile. "We have need of the services of someone like you." He reches into his pocket and shbows you a badge. "Agent Muldoon, fbi."
<Eliza> "The Federation of British Industry?"
<AlcarGM> He blinks. "Ah. No. The US government. I'm assigned to investigating temporal anomolies, which my partner, Scullery, doesn't believe exist."
<Eliza> "Well... uhh... most of the time, they don't!"
<AlcarGM> Muldoon: "Oh, I've heard THAT theory before. I don't believe it." He scowls. "I think this entire world is one, created every week at certain hours and doesn't exist at any other . .ah.... never mind. Just .. a thesis." He coughs. "The government has need of your ... unique talents."

<AlcarGM> Muldoon: "We need to find out what the Artificer is planning, and stop it. For that, we need someone not infected by this ... virus."
<Eliza> (( Find out the who, infected by the what? ))
<Eliza> (( geez, at least when Dexter explained stuff he could make it make better sense ))
<AlcarGM> (( Muldoon is insane :p ))
<Eliza> "What do the virus anomolies have to do with the temporal?"
<AlcarGM> Muldoon: "It's not my fault. I'm just badly written, you know. Sure, I could explain how the Artificer is planning to take over the city, but I don't actually know that yet, and ... I keep seeing the headings. Close up of face. Evening. Thought bubbles. Do you see thought bubbles?"
<AlcarGM> Muldon: "Oh! Well. That's not important. It's classified information. Need to know basis only."

<Eliza> "Bubbles? Soap bubbles... sometimes... but thought bubbles?" (not mentioning the silly habit of blowing tons of bubbles in her tea, like a naughty little girl)
<AlcarGM> Muldoon: "Besides, it's not like it matters. We'll just be cancelled anyway, with declining ratings.. Oh. See. Word bubbles! I can see them, when you talk, but no one else can. That's my super power, you know. I see the world for what is really is." He ;lowers his voice, dramatically: "We're just characters in a comic book!"
<Eliza> . o O ( comic... book. Foreign concept here. )
<Eliza> . o O ( can you see that, Mr. Buffoon? Err... Mulberry? Muldoon, that's it. )
<AlcarGM> Muldoon: "Well, it's not like you'll believe me. No one else does, and this will likely be edited out of the issue anyway....." He trails off. "Where was I? And why are you thinking at me? Or are you. Maybe I'm just imaging you thinking ..... No. That ways likes madness." He smiles brightly. "And I am sane."

<Eliza> "and who is this Artificer?"
<AlcarGM> Muldoon: "A supervillain who supplies extremely advanced technology to anyone with money and tends to delight in acts of evil for no known reasons, such as turning people into cyborgs and machines and the like."
<Eliza> "... I'm afraid I cannot agree to any sort of long-term commitment at this time, Mr. Spitoon, however..."
<AlcarGM> Muldoon: "Ah, it's Muldoon. And it would probably only be a few hours."
<Eliza> "what exactly did you have in mind?"
<AlcarGM> Muldoon: "You see, we have reason to believe that the Artificer has a baqse within this city, somewherwe in the sewer sysyem. We merely need you to examine said system, as best as you can, for anything unusual, not counting ninjas tourtures or alibino alligators."
<AlcarGM> err.. ninjas.. turtles.
* AlcarGM smacks typo. Tho it is interesting.

<Mitch`> "You're a girl, right? Have you even gone.. shopping?"
* Mitch` smiles the smiles of the blissfully ignorant! :P
<AlcarGM> (( You can take her shopping for flowers! ))
* AudreyIII looks up from the cup. "Shopping?" *curiously* "...Oh! I've heard of that. That's where you go to the place with all the items they want to get rid of, and they take all of that 'money' stuff and give them to you, right?"
<Mitch`> "... You poor, poor girl."
* Mitch` dabs the sides of his eyes with his paper towel
<AlcarGM> Kate: "You've never shopped?!" in a tone of horror.
<Mitch`> "You've missed out on so much."
* AudreyIII shakes her head to Kate.
<AudreyIII> (( "Not even on the Internet." ))
* Mitch` nods to Kate, "This is serious. I think we need to take her to... Sears."
<Eliza> (( the Artificer is up to no good, one of your compatriots is on Mars, and you're going SHOPPING?!? ))

<AudreyIII> "Well yeah, I know what clothes are."
<Mitch`> "Well, Sears is a place with all kinds of varieties of clothing! At great prices."
<AudreyIII> "Humans use them to cover themselves up because they think their bodies are ugly. My dad said I needed to wear some when I look like a human, so I do."
<Mitch`> "Even Linda and Dexter shop there."
<Mitch`> "Ugly?"
<AlcarGM> Kate: "I'm not ugly!"
* Mitch` blinks
<Mitch`> "I'd say its more for protection.."
<Eliza> (( MODESTY. ))
* Mitch` prays Kate keeps her clothes on. For the love of god.

<Eliza> "Umm... How exactly would I go about 'going down there'?"
<Eliza> "It's an awfully... small... hole."
<AlcarGM> Muldoon blinks .... "Oh...... I hadn't considered that." He mutters something about poor writing and panel problems. "Have you considered wearing something more comfortable?"
<Eliza> ... "in public?!?!?!?!"
<AlcarGM> Muldoon: "..... I meant ... in a clothing store." He points accross the road. "Good will. They sell .. modern .. clothing. Not that your clothing is period, anyway, I bet the artist was just lazy."
<AlcarGM> Muldoon: "You can't actually want to WEAR that, can you?"
<Eliza> ... "of course I do..."
<Eliza> ... "why shouldn't I?"
<AlcarGM> Muldoon: ".... oh." He looks rather stunned. "Well, it's up to you if you hate yourself," absently." He rubs his temples. "Why am I rubbing my temples..... never mind. I can hear the typing. Always .. .the typing. Incessant. Ah. Look .... can you ... get down the hole .... ?"
<Eliza> ... "What is so wrong with the dress that everyone assumes I hate myself?!?! IT'S WELL MADE, LOVERLY NICE AND IT FOLDS OUT LIKE A FLOWER AND IS EVER SO PROPER AND PRIM! I used to know people who would KILL for clothes so fine!"

<AlcarGM> Muldoon: "..... folding out like a flower is good for hippies, who prefer to wear flowers and not look like they're trying to hide saggy butts under a large dress and, in this age, you'd be lucky to find anyone willing to kill for that, unless it was halloween."
* Eliza plops down and begins to sob. Where's that handkercheif?
<AlcarGM> (( lol. ))
<Eliza> (( well, scratch 'inherent' ))
<AlcarGM> Muldoon blinks, staring at you. "Don't .. cry. I hate it when women cry. My lasyt girlfriend kept crying when I told her she really had to get to kinderarden. Please don't cry. I just .. well .. we need you down there." He points to the sewers.
<Eliza> (( it's not entirely inherent. Though there doesn't seem to be much use for Fine Ladies these days anymore either... ))
* Eliza only sobs harder. (The sewers, a step even below 'the gutter'...)

<Mitch`> "Now then.. hrm."
* Mitch` looks to Kate, "What's the first thing Audrey should get?"
<AudreyIII> (( Dead babies. ))
<AlcarGM> AudreyIII - the mall is crowded with lots of humans, and cars, and shops and sights and weird smells. The others barely notice since they're used to it.
<AlcarGM> (( on a stick. ))
<AudreyIII> "Wow, it sure is... lively here." *boggles*
<AudreyIII> (( Babies on spikes. Want a rack of babies? They've got babies on racks. ))
<AlcarGM> Kate frowns at AudreyIII: "A dress with flowers, of course!"

<AlcarGM> Kate: "She means ... wow. You've never been in the sewers?! Come on! We might even meet Leo and Raph, and Donnie and Mike!"
<AudreyIII> "Um, ok. ...Who are they?"
<AlcarGM> Kate: ".... Ninjas Turtles, of course. They're fun. But I've only met them once."
<AudreyIII> (( O_O ))
<AudreyIII> "Oh..."
<AlcarGM> (( why not? :) ))

<Eliza> (( was someone sending help for poor little Eliza? ))
<AudreyIII> (( No, now be quiet and die. ))

<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Great. Ah .. can you do something about a government agent?> hopefully.
<AudreyIII> "I... don't know. What do you want us to do about him?"
<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Woah... now would be good...> He starts runnning. <Super hero thing . you know, hit him a lot?>
<AudreyIII> "Oh. Um... Ok then..."

<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Okay... If you notice anything odd, say something.>
<Eliza> (( I'm odd! ))
<Eliza> (( well, it's dark, so I won't be tripping up AudreyIII.
<AudreyIII> (( "In that case, there's a weirdo in a dress back here..." ))

<AlcarGM> Dexter: <Okay. So much for subtle. There. Ahead of us ... north? Something like that..... there -> Followed by nothing as he collapses unconscious :p
<AlcarGM> Kate: "There's what?"
<AudreyIII> "Um, are you okay?" *trys to see anything to the north/ahead.* "Can you see anything, Kate?"
<AlcarGM> Kate:: "Walls.. and red. Is red good or bad?"
<AlcarGM> He's definitely not awake.
<AudreyIII> "I'm not sure..."
<AudreyIII> (( "It it dripping red?" ))
<AudreyIII> (( cause that would usually = bad ))

<Melissa> "Maybe i can just give up on this point.."
<Adam`^> "Well?"
<Adam`^> "No! giving up is why you still have wings."
<Fennec|GM> Okay. After a brief bout of sounding like some sort of a banshee, you finally get to mostly normal... there's still a hint of music, though subtler than before.

<Fennec|GM> Melissa- I am proud to report that you are 100% wing-free.
* Melissa blinks, rather surprised.
<Melissa> "Are they gone?"
<Fennec|GM> d2
<sparkie> Fennec|GM d2: 1
<Adam`^> "YES! YOU DID IT!"
<Melissa> (( *points at sparkie and laughs* I WIN! ))
* Adam`^ grabs her and swings her around
<Fennec|GM> There is a knock on the door. (( Where'd the door come from? ))
<Melissa> (( after spending several minutes in various places, with duplicates, wings, missing fingers... Mel doesn't find the door surprising :p ))
<Fennec|GM> Rather angry sort of knock. And Miss Consequence bursts in, looking displeased. She's got these wings...
<Melissa> (( ...... oops/. ))
<Adam`^> hahaha!
<Fennec|GM> (( oh, could have been worse. Could have been Adam. ;))

<Adam`^> "Urr... When did you decide to get wings?"
* Adam`^ is doing very well at not laughing
<Fennec|GM> "When did she <point> decide to ... gift them, to me?"
<Adam`^> "You don't like them?"
<Melissa> (( And now, in direct campaign corollary, MJs mother gains fairy wings. ))
<Melissa> "I did not! I was trying trying to make them go away for a last attempt. Sorry?"
<Fennec|GM> (( oh, sweet =b ))
<Melissa> (( I have no idea how, or when, but it shall happen :p ))

<Melissa> "At least it's not a dead poets society."
<Fennec|GM> ... Whoever he was, he's dead now.
* Adam`^ pats him down for anything useful
<Fennec|GM> take a swirly blue stone? take a flask full of a clear liquid?
<Melissa> lol. Seen a lot of dead bodies, Adam? :p
<Melissa> oh! And you got treasure!
<Melissa> wait Wrong game.
<Adam`^> Err... Adam's a chemist isn't he?
<Adam`^> crap...
<Adam`^> Oh well, roll with it =p
<Adam`^> I can't rewind and undue it...
* Adam`^ shrugs
<Adam`^> We'll just say video games made him hardened against it

<Fennec|GM> There is another body- a man whom you've seen before, at the hotel, and slumped over a display which appears to be a display of London, your friend Miss Consequence.
* Adam`^ is looking around the corner for anybody...
* Adam`^ walks quickly to the display and looks around the hall/room whatever it is
* Adam`^ is looking for the killer =p
<Melissa> (( OJ! Make it OJ! ... *coughs* ))
<Adam`^> (( SHHHH you're not helping ))

<Adam`^> "I'm trying to help... Just let me help you."
<Fennec|GM> She moves her head from side to side, weakly, and motions you down...
* Adam`^ looks at her "You don't have a heartbeat, I can help you."

* Adam`^ pushes her chest to get her heart started "You're going to live through this..."
<Fennec|GM> She coughs violently, and tries weakly to get you off of her...
* Adam`^ looks at her
* Adam`^ checks for a pulse again
<Adam`^> "You do normally have a heartbeat right?"
<Fennec|GM> <coughs and sputters> "Stop!"
<Fennec|GM> "No!"
* Adam`^ blinks
<Adam`^> "Seriously?"
<Adam`^> "I was joking... WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THAT!"
* Adam`^ thumps her on her now broken rib

<Melissa> "I wished the pig was safe, and that .. .well .. gestures to the wings. "I had these back, because apparently they're my fault, and the only way I got rid of them was putting them o someone else, then on the pig. So I tried to get them off the pig, and get the pig safe, and ended up in your flower room. Somehow."
<Fennec|GM> He is now staring at your.... wings.
<Fennec|GM> Tillie is also gazing at the spectacle.
<Melissa> "And no, I don't know how THAT happened, either. It began with trying to change a dress, and ended up as a plant, in a dream, as a fairy, and, eventually as me again, then here.
* Melissa thinks about that chain of events. "It's been a very strange day."

* Adam`^ sighs and turns to the display
* Adam`^ looks at it, for one, to see what it is, exactly
<Fennec|GM> It's a hologram. Or holograph. Or that's about the closest equivalent you could probably find.
* Adam`^ looks at it for anything relating to anything other than the city
<Adam`^> like flashing purple lights
<Fennec|GM> d100 flashing purple lights
<sparkie> Fennec|GM d100: 10 flashing purple lights
<Fennec|GM> You see no flashing purple lights. But, gazing at it, you just almost maybe begin to see some sort of color- a tower of green, rising from one spot in the city.
* Adam`^ looks around for a zoom button
<Fennec|GM> No buttons. =b And the color doesn't stay long.
<Adam`^> "Damn... ah... ZOOM!" slapping it
<Fennec|GM> d100 zoom!
<sparkie> Fennec|GM d100: 62 zoom!
<Adam`^> (( ... Seriously? ))
<Fennec|GM> (( none of my rolls are serious. ))

* Melissa tries to will the wings to be invisible...
<Melissa> 3#d100
<sparkie> Melissa 3#d100: 45 23 51
<Melissa> "Did anything happen" a bit nervously.
<Fennec|GM> Tillie: "I beg pardon?"
<Melissa> "Ahe the wings still visible?"
<Fennec|GM> ... "yes?"
<Melissa> "So much for that...."
* Melissa sighs. "It the weather nice out at least?"
<Fennec|GM> (( coming tomorrow: the mystery of the Invisible Pig! ))
<Melissa> (( lol. With Mel's luck :P ))

* Melissa concentrates, and wills herself fairy size to fly back to the hotel :P
<Melissa> 3#d100 ..... good bot...?
<sparkie> Melissa 3#d100: 95 70 100 ..... good bot...?
* Melissa is doing it nice and slow and ... dear god.
<Fennec|GM> (( BOOM! POW! ))

<Mary_jane`^> next time we run, remind me consequence has a broken rib
<Mary_jane`^> I'll cut her dress open and dress it for her
<Mary_jane`^> Adam has a knife for the sole purpose of cutting women's clothes off of them
<Fennec> (( so does this mean Mary_jane`^'s mom gets her rib broken too? ))
<AlcarGM> (( but of course! ))

<SilverHorse> What y'all playing?
<AlcarGM> Fin De Siecle!
<SilverHorse> Er...
<Mary_jane`^> we're rping a lesbian scene
<SilverHorse> whoa.
<Mary_jane`^> you into cyber?
<SilverHorse> </text log on>
<SilverHorse> er.. uh..
<SilverHorse> Well, that was kinda direct :P
<Mary_jane`^> lol
<Mary_jane`^> I'm joking
<Mary_jane`^> hopefully alcar won't make it go that far... but I've seen him cut it pretty close =p

<Mary_jane`^> it's ok, as long as nora doesn't jump her and start raping her, I'm pretty sure it won't turn out that way =p
<SilverHorse> It IS Alcar GMing, you know. I might happen.
<Mary_jane`^> yeah, you might... that wound't be good either
<Mary_jane`^> ;D
<AlcarGM> she's a succubus right now :p
<SilverHorse> Only you.
<Mary_jane`^> it was my idea =p
<SilverHorse> Oh god. lol
<SilverHorse> See what you are doing to people, Alcar?!

<AlcarGM> Nora wails: "I need sex and you're here! Come to momma!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Oh my god Nora... What is it?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Is it that power that was hidden? Is THIS it?"
<AlcarGM> Nora lunges at you .. you're damn sure it is.... :p
* Mary_jane`^ catches her and tumbles to the floor getting on top of her and holding her down
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I like being a bottom too ....." and you ... a small part of you . .wants to do this. Her power is PUSHING at you, looking for ways in, demanding . .needing.....
<SilverHorse> Whoa, this is gonna be a rape scene.
* SilverHorse gets some popcorn
<AlcarGM> .. yes ..the rape of a succubus.... there is so much wrong with that idea :p
<SilverHorse> Yet so many things right..
<Mary_jane`^> LoL

<AlcarGM> The feeling of dark power is gone, as if someone threw a rubber ducky into the room.

<AlcarGM> You are definitely awake. Wide awake. Super duper awake.
<AlcarGM> And definitely want sex. With a live person. Unfortnuately, you have to settle for the ringing of the room phone instead.
<SilverHorse> Well, the phone has to vibrate to ring the bell..
<Mary_jane`^> is it bad if 2 people thought of that?

<SilverHorse> what the hell
<AlcarGM> tormenting npc instead of answering questions. Good tactic.
<SilverHorse> I looked at the last two lines, and thought I missed something
* AlcarGM nominates MJ for saviour of known world.
<Mary_jane`^> it's called being mysterious
<SilverHorse> Or crazy.
<SilverHorse> Never mistake mysterious for crazy.

<SilverHorse> Well
<SilverHorse> This could get sexual too...
<SilverHorse> I need to get my mind out of the gutter.
<AlcarGM> ... I sure hope not ;p He's 9 years old :p
<SilverHorse> Oh.
<SilverHorse> Well. Shit.
<Mary_jane`^> lol

<AlcarGM> "Fisher king wisdom #42,331: Angry woman, do not anger. This means, do not speak."

<AlcarGM> Nora: "What kind of best friend am I if I tried to rape you eat your soul?!"

<AlcarGM> <AlcarGM> Nora: "What kind of best friend am I if I tried to rape you eat your soul?!" ... Dear Abby.....
<AlcarGM> "I looked through all those self help books and my problem seems to be unique...."
<Mary_jane`^> lol
<AlcarGM> "I am fast runnig out of best friends and...." :p

<AlcarGM> NOra: "I.. I can stop that part. But not .. the other .... it needs .. people. To feed on them..."
<Mary_jane`^> "How?"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Sex, lust .. i don't know if it sees a difference. ....." she trails off, then looks at you with complete and utter seriousness. "I guess my secrets out after all these years, huh?"
<Mary_jane`^> "You've known about it for a while?"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I didn't want you to know, of course. I mean, it's not really normal, and people aren't that accepting really."
<Mary_jane`^> "So if you have sex then you can better learn to control it?"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I mean, I know you always liked guys and all that...."
<AlcarGM> Nora is watching you VERY carefully :P
* Mary_jane`^ sits, staring at Nora seriously for a moment
<Mary_jane`^> "Ok... I'll do it."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "And I meant I know you'd never want to sleep with ... with...." she gives up and starts laughing, falling out the chair

<AlcarGM> Nora: "I mean, I spend my whole life thinking I'm some normal rich girl and now I might have to have sex with peope and drain them of energy like some kind of vampire from time to time ..... is it just me, or does that actually not sound that bad of a deal?"

<Mary_jane`^> jolg
<Mary_jane`^> is my new word
<AlcarGM> and what does it mean? :p
<Mary_jane`^> typo for jolt =p
<AlcarGM> yes, but it has to MEAN something :p
<Mary_jane`^> it means
<Mary_jane`^> jolt
<AlcarGM> but it could be a jolg! The suddent stumble or moment while jogging.
<AlcarGM> or something.
<Mary_jane`^> it's magic
<Mary_jane`^> it's my magic word
* Mary_jane`^ screams out "JOLG!"
<Mary_jane`^> and the world ends
<AlcarGM> lol
* AlcarGM adds that to plot.... or not ;p

<AlcarGM> She frowns at Nora, then tsks. "Interesting company, weilder of Excalbur. Angel and a half demon ..... rare company, in any time."
<Mary_jane`^> "Yes, well... The angel isn't supposed to know about the half demon..."
* Mary_jane`^ scratches her nose

<Mary_jane`^> "Fine, if she wants to break the rules, so will we."
* Mary_jane`^ gets in the car
<Mary_jane`^> "Drive."
<AlcarGM> Nora drives.
<AlcarGM> (( want to end here? ))
<Mary_jane`^> This isn't a scene ending
<Mary_jane`^> the scene ending is me killing the bitch
<AlcarGM> lol!

<Mary_jane`^> it is?
<Mary_jane`^> oh no, I haven't killed her yet
<AlcarGM> yes!
<AlcarGM> You may get to next session :p
<Mary_jane`^> And when I kill her
<Mary_jane`^> I'll tell the world her name
<Mary_jane`^> and her children's names
<Mary_jane`^> and then I will probably cast a few evil spells using said name
<AlcarGM> the mother of monsters :)
<Mary_jane`^> one being making her my eternal slave

<Fennec|GM> Okay. You ask Watson to let you out, as he's meandering off to bed... he complies.
<Fennec|GM> Tillie follows. It's snowing outside, and more than a little windy.
<Melissa> (( The power of several hudrogen bombs and she has to ask Watson to open the door. What is wrong with this picture? Well, besides Sparkie. ))
* Melissa attempts to (hopefully) reach the hotel, and keep by Tillie. "I should tell you I've never tried this before,...."
<Fennec|GM> Do you know which way the hotel is?
<Melissa> .... good point.
* Melissa asks if Tillie does :P

* Melissa is trying not to think about wha would happen if Tillie died.
<Melissa> "Well, on my last job I turned my employer into a fairy and killed her before she actually hired me but after she paid me."

* Mel` mopes, really hoping Tillie is all right.
<Adam`^> "Stop moping, she'll be fine... I'm sure they won't kill her right away..."

<SilverHorse> Was going through the old quotes etc trying to get the feel for Silvran again, and then geocities yelled at me
<SilverHorse> The sad part is, I don't remember typing any of that, short of wanting to rip the ladies head off, and the teddy bear
<alcar> Yeah. I find a fair bit that makes me go "uh ..... I wrote this?"
<SilverHorse> I think I can get back into him, if we ever play again.
* alcar hopes we do :p
<alcar> that's a fun game.
<SilverHorse> so do I
<SilverHorse> I've spent 8 months figuring out how to defeat the doom robot brain.
<alcar> rofl!
<alcar> I hope not :)
<SilverHorse> So far, I've come up with. A. Throw Andrew at it, Hide.
<SilverHorse> And B. Throw Clay at it, Hide.

<Fennec> http://www.jobpredictor.com/index.asp
<Fennec> "alcar, Your ideal job is a that you are a complete and utter nutter."
<Fennec> too true.

<AlcarGM> Nora brings the water and bags in and sighs, looking around. The room is two cheap beds, a tv from the 1970sw, a dresser, and a dinky little bathroom that is definitely not sanitary.
<AlcarGM> Nora: ".... they should have paid US to rent this crap."
* Mary_jane`^ nods
<Mary_jane`^> "Can you use your new power to clean it up?"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Demonic power to clean up hotel rooms .... " She thinks about that. "Short of having sex with the bathtub, I can't see how."
<Mary_jane`^> "C'mon, all love shacks need to be spiffy."
<AlcarGM> (( lol ))
<AlcarGM> Nora looks at you. "Very funny. Ha. Ha. Ha."

* Mary_jane`^ frowns at her "I thought we could have a little fun... It's just you and me... and no one will ever know."
<AlcarGM> Nora grins. "Nice try, but I'm not going to go all weird on you."
* Mary_jane`^ looks hurt and walks into the bathroom "Fine, I'm going to take a shower..."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Try and sanitize it first then."
* Mary_jane`^ cleans the bathroom, and takes a hot shower
<AlcarGM> IS MJ joking? :p
<Mary_jane`^> I was TRYING to get her back for the morning
<Mary_jane`^> but she's too good
<AlcarGM> lo... K. Good :p
<AlcarGM> cuz there is a good chance her succubus sense (that needs to be a real sense) would sense it ifshe was serious :p

<AlcarGM> The ninja reaches into his black tookkit and puts something into the back of the TV and begins to screw it shut again. "Working," shortly, in a rather peeved tone. "You shouldn't even be able to SEE me!"
* Mary_jane`^ blinks and walks over and looks to see what he's doing
<Mary_jane`^> "You're not doing a very good job of hiding... I mean, you're standing in the middle of the room taking appart the tv I was hoping to watch..."
<AlcarGM> He's putting the TV back together, rather expertly. "There is nothing wrong with it," rather crossly. He scowls at you and seems to fade away into the background.
* Mary_jane`^ checks the tv over
<AlcarGM> It seems perfectly fine. Whatever box he put in it fit easily.
* Mary_jane`^ wonders what the box was
<AlcarGM> The TV turns on. The ninjas voice is close to the door. "Please don't mention this. I just got this job."
* Mary_jane`^ waves him off "Yeah, ok."

<AlcarGM> Someone knocks on the door.
* Mary_jane`^ goes to the door and opens it
<AlcarGM> The ninja is stading there, looking rather embarassed, body language wise. "Excuse me?".
<Mary_jane`^> "Yes? Can I help you?"
<AlcarGM> Ninja: "Err.... do you know who is renting the suite next door? Only, Cliff was suppossed to be working there and I can't reach him."
<Mary_jane`^> "Uuuh... Oh, that's not good..."
* Mary_jane`^ clears her throat, "I hope jake didn't HURT him..."
* Mary_jane`^ walks out and knocks on Jake's door
<AlcarGM> The ninja stares at you. "I am a master of seventeen different martial arts. I doubt someone could HURT us."
<AlcarGM> Jacob opens it, surprised. "Is something wrong?"
<Mary_jane`^> "E..heh... yeah..."

<Mary_jane`^> "Jake, you seen a ninja around here? His name's Cliff and he was going to plant a bomb or something in your tv."
<AlcarGM> The ninja rather distinctly mutters "Especially not some pretty boy."
<AlcarGM> Ninja: "It's NOT a-" he cuts himself off.
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "Oh. That's what it was?"
<Mary_jane`^> "I have no idea... Did you see Cliff?"
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "No. I felt something, and Gabe said someone was in the room so I sent them where they actually wanted to be. I believe he's in Disneyland right now."
* Mary_jane`^ looks at the other ninja "Cliff is in Disneyland."
<AlcarGM> The ninja blinks a few times. ".... right."

<Mary_jane`^> "We should call the front desk and ask for a new tv."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "... it's not like we're going to watch this one, is it?"
<Mary_jane`^> "I don't trust a tv with a mysterious box in it!"
<AlcarGM> Front desk does answer your ring, but with "Did you spot it yet? I know it's around here somewhere! It's whiteand it drinks blood!" instead of asking, oh, if you want something.

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