<Mary_jane`^> "I wonder if you can eat your own soul... It'd be like having sex with yourself."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "I don't think so. The drink is talking, or maybe I am too. I'm remembering random things, like the first name of grass, and the word all wise men know."
<Mary_jane`^> "What are they?"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Mu. But it only applies if the wise person is a cow, or speaks Chinese."
<Mary_jane`^> "I speak Chinese moo."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "I don't think communists are allowed to be wise anyway."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I smell a mugger," happily. "I think I'll eat his soul. Then he won't mug us."
<Mary_jane`^> "Nonono let him mug us."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Oh, okay."
<Mary_jane`^> "I think we're out of money anyway."
<AlcarGM> There is a sound behind you, a switchblade unsheathing itself in the darkness, a cold and empty sound with death in it. Or something like that. You're too drunk to care.
<Mary_jane`^> "We have no money go away!"
<AlcarGM> The victim - err mugger - is a tall, desperate looking man in serious need of some fix. "I don't care! Give me - your walls! And . and jwewls! I mean it! I have a knife!"
* Mary_jane`^ stops swinging and turns around "Mugger mugger go away come again another day..."
<Mary_jane`^> "Our walls?"
<AlcarGM> Nora smiles at him lazily. He blinks, confused, and something leaves his eyes, but he never notices.....
<Mary_jane`^> "I can give you sex!"
<AlcarGM> Mugger: "Wallets! I meant wallets! I'm knew at this, okay? Now - give it! I need it!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Your knew?"
<Mary_jane`^> "You want my sex then?"
<AlcarGM> Mugger: 'You can't read typo! Shot up!"
<AlcarGM> (( :p ))
<AlcarGM> Mugger: "Everyone plays everquest! I'm an elf!" as he tries to stab you again, wildly.
<AlcarGM> Luna is laughing.
<AlcarGM> Luna: "I could make him an elf!"
* Mary_jane`^ slaps his hand "That woman you've been flirting with and having cyber sex with... It's probalby gary... He's naked right now... He comes before zac."
<Mary_jane`^> "Oooh... An elf."
<AlcarGM> Luna giggles.
<AlcarGM> Your mugger is now an elf. 6' tall, pointed ears, hair to die for.
<AlcarGM> Luna: "I was mean. He'll stil have split ends."
<AlcarGM> The mugger stares at his hands. Drops his knife, raises them to his ears and stares, horrified.
<Mary_jane`^> "On the ears?"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "For his velvety soft hair."
<Mary_jane`^> "Shooo little big elf."
* Mary_jane`^ looks down "i'm bleeding."
<Mary_jane`^> "You know what we should do? We should see if vampires can suck my blood."
<AlcarGM> (( lol! ))
<AlcarGM> Nora claps her hands. "That would be fun! I can make them explode? Can you make them explode?"
* Mary_jane`^ humms and walks to the vampire bar
<AlcarGM> It's be a good hours walk :p
<Mary_jane`^> "We need a faster way."
* Mary_jane`^ flags a cabbie
<AlcarGM> Luna: "But we have no money. We spent it in strippers."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "And they never took their skin off."
<AlcarGM> She pouts.
<AlcarGM> A real hunk is sitting at the bar, spilling out his woes to the new bartender, a tired pretty woman. "Yeah. I'm not a real angel, but it's my name. Was going to help this girl i n Californa, but then she goes and gets her drivers liscence and jut leaves to see the world. Whole town gets overrun by demons and she dies of an OD in San Fran. Nothing goes right in my life."
<Mary_jane`^> "How about get my close friends and I" Running a finger down his face "A nice hot drink."
<AlcarGM> Angel: "Last girl I got a hot drink turned out to be 15 and her mother tried to have me arrested for seducing a minor. Ah, what the hell? Can't be worse than a hellmouth." He buys you drinks. Lots of drinks. Oodles of drinks.
<AlcarGM> MJ might get to kill Angel :p
<Mary_jane`^> it'd be too wierd
<AlcarGM> awww :p
<AlcarGM> Nora: "We were poisoned...."dreamily. "We should be dead, but we're strong. Like Ox. And Bull." She blinks. "Someone needs to know.. whewre we are? Do I talk to voices.. in my head?"
<AlcarGM> No reply, at all.
* Mary_jane`^ falls backward and looks up at the sky
<Mary_jane`^> "I do, sometimes."
<AlcarGM> Nora nods, and begins talking, mostly mummbling. "It's a mad voice. And frantic. Like a mouse. Can't eat his soul."
<Mary_jane`^> "Does he squeek?"
* Mary_jane`^ pulls out her phone "My brother squeeks."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "not yet.... keeps asking ..where I am I am here. I keep saying that. Ooh! Make him squeak!"
* Mary_jane`^ pushes redail
<AlcarGM> Sal's voice is frantic "WHERE ARE YOU?!"
<AlcarGM> Your chest is .. hurting.. distantly.....
<Mary_jane`^> "Sal, squeek for me."
* Mary_jane`^ hits the phone on the ground a few times
<AlcarGM> Sal: "Tell me where you are!" wildly. He's crying. But he' not squeaking.
<Mary_jane`^> "I said squeek."
<Mary_jane`^> "Why don't you just say it straight, that I just need to give up?"
<AlcarGM> Krisha: "Giving up is foolish. No one should give up. I said surrender, and to yourself. Knowledge is the realest of powers, and there is much that even Jehovah has forgotten. Eris can remind me, and truth can be brought to bear even on creators. There is nothing mean fear more than truth, Mary Jane, but also nothing they desire anymore. Even Merlin." And he's no longer there.
<AlcarGM> and .. end of session!
<AlcarGM> unless you want to do other stuff?
<Mary_jane`^> well yes
<Mary_jane`^> I wasn't done
<AlcarGM> ok, k!
<AlcarGM> Session 50.5!
* Mary_jane`^ looks at the staff
<Mary_jane`^> "I think you have something you've been meaning to tell me?"
<AlcarGM> The staff does not reply, nor react.
* Mary_jane`^ pets one of the snakes on the head "Fine... THanks for all your help, though."
* AlcarGM resists the urge for them to bite mj
<AlcarGM> one poisoing per session is enough.
<Mary_jane`^> "Who the hell would help ME?"
<AlcarGM> A voice behind you says "Maybe I would!" Female. Cheerful. And perky.
* Mary_jane`^ turns behind her slowly, almost afraid
<AlcarGM> A tall, drop-dead gorgeous woman with blond hair and blue eyes who puts even you to shame smiles at you, happily. "Hi!" she says, cheerfully. "My name is Sara! I'm the third angel!"
<AlcarGM> And ..end of session! For real this time!
<AlcarGM> Cuz I need to get to sleep :p
<Mary_jane`^> "So... How do you plan on helping me?"
<AlcarGM> Sara: "We can have sex!"
<AlcarGM> Sara: "Sex is good! It's an afro with a dizzy yak!"
<Mary_jane`^> "I was actually hoping someone would tell me, I don't know, about the white light, teh staff.. Something useful."
<AlcarGM> Sara: "Oh! A white light is when you get semen in the eyes!"
<AlcarGM> Sara: "And a staff is a penis. But a long one, instead of a wand or rod! A fishing pole is when the penis is deformed! You don't know much, do you?!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Are you the one with the barbie dolls?"
<AlcarGM> Sara: "But Darelle is gone, because I said hi to her, and she exploded and died. I forgot we do that to ghosts." She claps her hands. "You know about me!"
* Mary_jane`^ rolls her eyes
<AlcarGM> She snaps her fingers and barbie dolls with switchblades come out of the trees.
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah, those."
<AlcarGM> Sara: "I made them!"
<AlcarGM> Sara: "because they are cute!"
<AlcarGM> The barbie dolls laugh to themselves quietly, like high pitched mice. You can't shake the disturbing impression that they want to rip your arms off and feed you to a dog.
<Mary_jane`^> "Why the knives?"
<AlcarGM> Sara: "Because they want them! It makes them feel real and it's hard to cut off a penis with just small mouths without teeth! They have Issues! So I am helping them!"
<Mary_jane`^> "You have issues... You would put luna to shame."
<AlcarGM> Sara frowns, considering that. "Oh! You mean the light you made?!"
<AlcarGM> Sara: "That was you!"
<AlcarGM> Sara: "Then why are asking me if you were you?!"
<AlcarGM> Sara looks, well, puzzled. Even more than normal. "Are you okay?!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Just go away."
<AlcarGM> Sara: "Oh!" She claps her hands over her mouth. "I wasn't supposed to talk about that!" She vanishes.
<Mary_jane`^> "Thank god."
<AlcarGM> The barbie dolls all look at you, licking their lips, but vanish as well.
<Mary_jane`^> "So you don't know who he is either?"
<AlcarGM> The door laughs, then, the sound hollow and ugly. "He has many names, and I know them all."
<Mary_jane`^> "So then why don't you tell me?"
<AlcarGM> The door is silent, the chants, low and carefully. "In days gone by I once was Ygg, E'er Woden they did name me, And I was Har and Janafar, And also hailed to Thiridi. Bileg I'll be, and Vandufar, Till falls the mighty ash tree! Then I'll be Ygg as one I was E'er Woden they did name me!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Wait, who are we talking about now?
<AlcarGM> Door: "Vetgam, the wanderer; also known as Odin. This is his hall, and you are not welcome here child of midgard."
<Mary_jane`^> "Listen, I would like to talk to him. I think he wants to see me anyway... If for nothing more than to kill me, although I don't know that for sure because I haven't talkt to him yet."
<AlcarGM> Odin is old, and thin, wearing a drab brown cloak and sitting in a large wooden chair at the far end of the hall. He seems to be asleep but you can't shbake th efeeling he's watching you.
* Mary_jane`^ walks over to him
<AlcarGM> The ravens look up, and you hear wings all around you, cold and beating, but they just watch.
<AlcarGM> Odin doesn't react.
* Mary_jane`^ walks up to him and looks him over "You're alot thinner than I had imagined."
<AlcarGM> Finally one of the ravens looks up at you., and into you. "The god is not here. He is with us, abroad in the worlds. Searching."
<Mary_jane`^> "For what?"
<AlcarGM> "A foolish endevour," the second raven says, its voice the same as the first raven, but it doesn't seem to be looking into you, as much as around you, or through you. "The sought is the seeker, and there is no seeker, and nothing to be sought. We are all just the absence of our abscence and the abscence of our presense. Perhaps. Words are weak things, and only give understanding."
<AlcarGM> "Forgive my brother," the first raven says. "He likes to pretend he exists."
* Mary_jane`^ sits, crossing her legs, and closes her eyes and finds inner piece... or atleast tries to go inside herself to look around.
<AlcarGM> Okay.... you fall inside, or perhaps outside. You are .... somewhere. You have no body, but you're here. No eyes, but you're seeing. The only other thing around is your shadow.
* Mary_jane`^ looks her shadow over, and wondering how she has a shadow, looks for the source of light
<AlcarGM> The shadow is all around, and inside. It's dark, and white, and blue all over, and there is no light, and no darkness. Nothing to see, and nothing to be seen.
<Mary_jane`^> Then how do I see my shadow?!
<AlcarGM> You have no idea, but you strongly suspect it's best not to think too hard about it.
<Mary_jane`^> that's a good excuse alcar
<Mary_jane`^> for when you can't think of an explenation "Just don't think about it too hard."
<AlcarGM> lol. Well, it *could* be explained. But it would be long-winded and wouldn't matter in any event :P
<AlcarGM> and I don't think MJ is ready to discover nothing exists because there is no where for it to exist.
<Mary_jane`^> just shut up while you still have your lips =p
<AlcarGM> lol. hmm?
<AlcarGM> it's true, tho, as far as the game goes.
<Mary_jane`^> it shouldn't be
<Mary_jane`^> I want the game to be fun, not a mind bender
<Mary_jane`^> I mean, I don't want to ahve to take a hit of acid before every session just so I can understand what's going on
<AlcarGM> The Dark Wood laughs. "What makes you think there is more than darknrss?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Because darkness is like... What is caused by light. There has to be balance. The staff knows that, and I believe in the staff."
<AlcarGM> The Dark Wood: "But it all ends in darkness, as it began in darkness. There was darkness before creation, and there will be darkness after it. The night is older than the light that was brought into being, and a piece of it lies in all that exists, to judge and to destroy."
<Mary_jane`^> "There is still balance. Isn't that the point of judgement?"
<AlcarGM> The Dark Wood: ".. perhaps. There is a darkness inside the darkness."
<AlcarGM> Tad: "It can't all be dark. This is silly. If it is all darkness, why were people given light? Because she called up light, from a place older than you."
<AlcarGM> The Dark Wood is silent, as if waiting, or listening to something.
<Mary_jane`^> "He has a point."
<Mary_jane`^> "Wait... He does?"
* Mary_jane`^ looks at Tad "You have a point... That's..." Under her breath, "a first."
<Mary_jane`^> "I think I know too much."
<Mary_jane`^> "What the hell was that?" Walking slower
<AlcarGM> No reply. The wood is silenced by some power greater than it. The creatures are around, hiding in the trees.
<AlcarGM> "Dark things, I believe," Jacob says from behind you.
* Mary_jane`^ continues for its heart
<Mary_jane`^> "Who are you and how did you get here?"
* Mary_jane`^ turns quickly
<AlcarGM> Jacob blinks. "I think you know who I am, and I had help. Blaise, to be precise. I'm a little surprised I could come at all."
* Mary_jane`^ opens her mouth to say something, but instead tells him "You have to understand that right now I trust you about as far as I can throw you. You ARE inside me and I AM being attacked by something."
<Mary_jane`^> "Stay close and by my side. We're going that way." Pointing
<AlcarGM> Jacob looks at you. "You think I am attacking you?"
<Mary_jane`^> YES YES I DO! MJ's character is saying to himself
<Mary_jane`^> her player...
<Mary_jane`^> you there? I mean seriously...
<AlcarGM> And yes, am here. Probably need coke, though
* AlcarGM gets some.
<Mary_jane`^> lol coke
<AlcarGM> the drink, that is :p
<AlcarGM> You can feel power coming down the web, to repair it....
* Mary_jane`^ follows the power with her own magic
<AlcarGM> Tad: "Something Bad is coming......" from around the shadow...
<Mary_jane`^> "I know."
<AlcarGM> It's ... big. Like looking into a sun, but brighter than any son .....fire, and hate, and terrible will ..... power enough to destoy even Luna as if she wasn't there at all.
<Mary_jane`^> "That's odd.."
<AlcarGM> Tad: "Fuck," in a very small voice. "It's too big. Too strong. Merlin ... can't stop it.. run....."
<Mary_jane`^> "Nonono... This is interesting..."
* Mary_jane`^ considers this and calls for any light around her
<AlcarGM> "It's a piece of Merlin's power," Tad shrieks. "That's NOT interesting! That's death!"
<Mary_jane`^> Dear Mr. Sun, Mary Jane Consequence cordially and humbly requests an audience with you to discuss the issues of the moon, mars, your name for further invitations and anything else that may come up. If at all possible please come in human or otherwise non-mind exploding form or skin melting. Please meet her for tea and biscuts at the starbucks in <city> on <street> at 11:00 am.
<GeminiRai> hah, he does not want to help his sister.
<GeminiRai> I guess he is mean.
<tatterdemalion> little sisters are annoying :p
<tatterdemalion> even if you are celestial bodies.
<GeminiRai> Yes, but that doesn't justify wanting them to be insane so they don't bother you:P
<tatterdemalion> It does to the sun :)
* Mary_jane`^ eats slowly and considers what she needs to do before arthur and merlin come... and comes up with nothing that doesn't involve everyone dieing
* Mary_jane`^ walks for a while, wondering who would want to find her that doesn't already know where she is
<AlcarGM> Merlin .. oh, wait, he probably does.
<AlcarGM> The Sweepstakes people. You could be a winnner!
<AlcarGM> Okay. You're a good 10 blocks from the zoon when you feel the power of the wards around it. Serious power, with no energyt wasted at all. Brain-dead or no, Sara can do something right. Or, more likely, got the forumla out of a book with lots of pictures and did it right :)
<Mary_jane`^> if it involves sex I'm sure she can do it right... the sad part is that this probably doesn't
* Mary_jane`^ continues on toward the zoo
<AlcarGM> (( tantric angelic sex. On the head of a pin. ))
<GeminiRai> <AlcarGM> (( tantric angelic sex. On the head of a pin. ))
<tatterdemalion> or with a pin :p
<tatterdemalion> Sara: "It's like acupunture! Except with a penis!"
<Mary_jane`^> "I suppose. I would have healed the moon but with the sun's threat and the fact that I have no idea what I'm doing, I think it would hurt more than help."
<AlcarGM> She nods. "The moon is what it is, the sun is what it is. I am what I am. Changing things only makes them worse, most of the time. Change is inevitable, but we much prefer it's the change we choose."
* Mary_jane`^ scratches at her wound idly "Does healing something mean that we are rejecting change though?"
<AlcarGM> The earth chuckles. "No one can save anyone else, not really. They have to save themselves, find their own path, and their own way. You can't make a better world for people. People must do it themselves, otherwise it's just a cage."
<AlcarGM> She shrugs. "I am not sure. But there are some wounds not meant to be healed, some harm that had good behind it. Imagine your world if Christ had not died in the cross. Some wounds, some sacrifices, are not meant to be healed unless they are to be robbed of all thier menaing."
<Mary_jane`^> "If I were protected, and I stood a chance to begin with, the other sparks of creation would seek me out. That would be why I have so much power. Everything is attracted to me... Asking for help, I hope. If they're here to hurt me it would be... odd."
<AlcarGM> "I wouldn't be surprised if some did try and destroy you. Saviours are always killed, sometimes out of fear, sometimes because they know people must save themselves. It is a far better thing to give others the tools to become heroes than to be the hero for them."
* AlcarGM grins
<AlcarGM> Saviours are always killed, sometimes out of fear, sometimes because they know people must save themselves. It is a far better thing to give others the tools to become heroes than to be the hero for them." was fun :p
<AlcarGM> Tho I suspect it runs counter to most anime :)
<Mary_jane`^> yeh no shit?
<AlcarGM> Heh. So not just me? :)
<Mary_jane`^> You veered from 'most anime' at about session 2 or 3
* Mary_jane`^ goes home, because she is being strongly pointed in that direction and also because running away would mean having to deal with mimir, who she really does not want to have anything to do with right now
<Mary_jane`^> but know this! I will not admit anything until Anne grows wings!
<Mary_jane`^> Well, she doesn't have to grow them, they can just appear but... She needs them!
<Mary_jane`^> that was... easier than I expected
<AlcarGM> which? :)
<Mary_jane`^> explaining why the fbi was after her =p
* AlcarGM nods. She'll want details when she's calmed down :p
<AlcarGM> But someoine who storms over to your friends out to accuse her of kidnapped you into a lesbian cult is NOT calm.
<AlcarGM> or even rational :p
<AlcarGM> Though Nora may never let you forget it :)
<GeminiRai> By the way, for reference to that, fairy wings are hypersensitive. Eltanan said so.
* Mary_jane`^ frowns
<Mary_jane`^> "Why do parents go to PTA meetings instead of staying home and spending that time with their kids."
* Mary_jane`^ finishes the dishes and dries her hands and calls Jaymie
<AlcarGM> you get her machine at home.
<Mary_jane`^> "She must be on duty..." Leaving a message for her
<AlcarGM> what message? :p
<Mary_jane`^> (( Yoyoyo call me foo I da pimp dadday! ))
<AlcarGM> (( ..... no :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> "He's not... what did he say... 600? yet... I'm not sure... evidently he thought he was young."
<AlcarGM> Gabe shrugs. "The vampires could have been lying, of course. They do have stories of Dracula, and vampires from Rome who bite off noses, but Victor was the oldest one people actually could verify still existed."
<Mary_jane`^> "Oh, he said that when he was burning and about to die."
<Mary_jane`^> "I mean, why would he lie to me when he's well... on fire?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Oh... I'm pretty sure the ninjas are killing people though... and I'm fairly sure it's random."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Why?" curiously, looking relieved at the change of topic.
<Mary_jane`^> "I dunno, probably something to do with their ninjaness..."
<AlcarGM> Gabe grins. "I hope that's not a real word."
<Mary_jane`^> "What? Ninjaness? I imagine it is... In their heads atleast. They're pretty ninja... It's like smurf I guess... But they're not smurfs."
* Mary_jane`^ checks the back yard for mushrooms and sits back down "Atleast I'm pretty sure..."
<AlcarGM> Carl says three words - in the High Tongue, as an aid for the spell, not to actually do anything since he knows the High Tongue has no power (:p).
<AlcarGM> Something comes at you, invisible .. and shatters before reaching you.
* Mary_jane`^ ignores it
<AlcarGM> Oh, fyi the 3 words in the High tongue translte as "By the Power of Grayskull"
<Mary_jane`^> "What kind of ward is this?" More to her shadow than to carl
<AlcarGM> Carl: "A level 18 binding ward."
<AlcarGM> (( I would have hadded some silly japanese sounding stuff to it, but couldn't think of any offhand :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Is that better than level 13?"
<AlcarGM> Carl: "Yes," coldly.
<AlcarGM> Rick: "You ..." He raiseshis cross. "YOU WILL CEASE YOUR EVIL! THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPELLS YOU!"
<AlcarGM> To your surprise, his finger starts moving again, his faith actually breaking the spell.
<Mary_jane`^> Well... not really
<Mary_jane`^> my surprise that is
<Mary_jane`^> "Crap... Carl used too much power... He's broken."
<AlcarGM> Jaymie looks over at him. then "Shit.. what did you do?"
<Mary_jane`^> "I didn't do anything. I told him to stop, but... Like i was trying to tell him he could have died..."
<Mary_jane`^> "You guys didn't help... I mean he didn't trust me but... You really need to get him some help though."
<Mary_jane`^> "It's something in his head... His sanity, some memories, his motor skills... anything could be broken."
<AlcarGM> Rick : "IN NOMINE .... etc."
<AlcarGM> err, the etc. after :p
<AlcarGM> though the image of him bellowing "IN NOMINE ETC!" is amusing :)
<AlcarGM> Jaymie: "Mary Jane Consequence, for breaking and entering -"
<AlcarGM> Rick: "And unholy black magick for which she will burn for eternity in the fires of Hell."
<AlcarGM> Jaymie steps on his foot. Hard.
<Mary_jane`^> "There isn't a law against magic, people do it all the time in like.. wicca and stuff."
<AlcarGM> Rick:: "There should be. This is one nation under God!"
<AlcarGM> The elevator dings, you get out. Chief Lance Christensen's office is a large corner suite in the south west corner, filled with books, pictures of various predecessors, and almost no personal touches at all besides a photo of him at Disneyworld. Lance is a tall, broad shouldered man in his late 50s with cheerful blue eyes, grey hair, and looks at you a moment too long before nodding when you enter the office. "Good evening. You're Mary Jane, then?"
<Mary_jane`^> (( "Oh lord... gotta go..." MJ disapears ))
<AlcarGM> (( lol ))
<Mary_jane`^> . "Good evening. You're Mary Jane
<AlcarGM> (( huh? :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> cut off
<AlcarGM> "Good evening. You're Mary Jane, then?"
<AlcarGM> (( ah good. Though you were doing some weird reply to him :) ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Well, I don't plan much. Plans are usually scratched at the last minute anyway, so I stopped doing that a long time ago."
<AlcarGM> Lance: "Then what are you aiming for, precisely? We have a psychic who does contract work for us, and she keeps seeing your face, and a sword. Among other things. Something is happening, and I suspect it would be wise if the police were not your enemies in it. I trust we understand each other?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Well how would I know you wouldn't be anyway?"
<AlcarGM> Lance: "Well, there is that. But, you see, the police aren't entirely oblivious to the subtle worlds. I know enough to know something big is going down, and it may well be the end of the world. Again. And that you are involved. Besides, our psychic is listening in, and can tell if people are lying. It's rather useful when people ask for time off for the funeral of their grandmother."
<Mary_jane`^> "You hire your psychic as your HR?"
<AlcarGM> Lance: "Of course. We do have a budget."
<AlcarGM> Lance nods. "Hmm. Leslie thinks you're telling the truth, at least....." He frowns. "She does want to know who warded you, though, as a professional favour."
<Mary_jane`^> "Everyone and his dog, likely. I have more wards on me than the vatican."
<Mary_jane`^> "She needs to be more specific."
<AlcarGM> Lance; 'NO, she says your own, a blessing, and some complicated ritual warding by someone else."
<Mary_jane`^> "Sounds like the fisher king she's describing. The ritual that is."
<Mary_jane`^> "And I was exadurating, being sarcastic."
<AlcarGM> Lance: "Hmm. There is one? That might explain ...." He trails off. "Never mind. She's offering something in return, if there is anything you want to know."
<Mary_jane`^> "Only if my mom's awake right now."
<AlcarGM> (( LOL! ))
<AlcarGM> Lance blinks, looking surprised for the first time. "Ah. She says your mom is not awake."
<AlcarGM> Nora opens the door. "Geeze, about time. And Jeeves said he didn't change the -" she stares over your shoulder. "What the hell is that?"
* Mary_jane`^ doesn't look "What does it look like?"
<AlcarGM> A small throwing star made of two razor blades flies past your shoulder at Nora.
<Mary_jane`^> "Does it look like a ninja?"
* Mary_jane`^ pushes Kiesha and Gabe into the kitchen and shuts the door
* Mary_jane`^ turns to her assaulter
<AlcarGM> Nora yelps and ducks just in time, the blade cuttin through hair instead of her face.
<AlcarGM> Nora: "What in the name of...."
<AlcarGM> You see barbie dolls. Many, many barbie dolls. With knives.
<Mary_jane`^> "You're joking."
<Mary_jane`^> There has to be a simple way to get rid of them
<Mary_jane`^> Without using force
<Mary_jane`^> because, well, MJ does that too much
<AlcarGM> lol. That is true :)
<Mary_jane`^> so let's think through this
<Mary_jane`^> They're made by an angel that likes sex
<AlcarGM> and are killer barbie dolls :p
<AlcarGM> Jacob appears beside you. "They're from the other angel," tersely.
<Mary_jane`^> "I know."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "You .... know?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Yes. Her name's Sara."
<AlcarGM> Jacob blinks. The red glow that was blazing up in his eyes dies and he looks at you in horror. "Oh, my God...."
<Mary_jane`^> "Shh, we have enough problems as it is."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "But she.... she .... she can't be ... you said Darelle said the last angel was .. powerful .... she's just .... she's just an angel who's had sexwith almost every angel in heaven."
<AlcarGM> The barbie dolls aren't making any effort to attack either of you, but aren't leaving either.
<Mary_jane`^> "But she also has free will."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "...... God really hates me.. he sent ... her..." in the same horrified tone. Your angel is in shock :)
<Mary_jane`^> "you mean, you and her..." Motioning with her finger and her hand
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "WHAT KIND OF USE OF FREE WILL IS FUCKING MOST OF THE HEAVENLY HOST?!"
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "No! She hadn't gotten down to the bottom rungs of the choir yet."
<Mary_jane`^> "Sounds like her idea of a good time."
<Mary_jane`^> "She used to be human.. where'd she come from?"
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "Babylon. The famous whore, before hte city fell. She ... uhm .. with God...and was made an angel...." He's bright red.
<Mary_jane`^> "Anyway, don't start shooting just yet.. I'm thinking."
<AlcarGM> Jeeves: "I'd rather shoot whatever made them. Who makes barbie dolls come alive to attack people?"
<Mary_jane`^> "And they only attacked Nora."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "They're hunting demons, then. Probably their only hobby aside from sex."
<Mary_jane`^> "They're dolls, how do they have sex?"
<AlcarGM> Jeeves: "What she said."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "I think we're better off not knowing."
<AlcarGM> Jeeves: "What he said. Now, how do we get rid of them?>"
<Mary_jane`^> "Jacob makes a bunch of ken dolls to lead them away from us."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "I am NOT stooping to her level!"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Okay. SO I might have melted one when I was six. But that's no reason for an army of them to attack the house!"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I mean, it was just one barbie doll. I can't be the worst offender for that. You broke some too, right?" to you.
<Mary_jane`^> "What barbies? Hardly, they were my idols when I was a kid."
* Mary_jane`^ goes to the living room
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Then your brother must have, or other people. I mean, sure I melted one ... maybe two .... but that's no reason for an army of them to attack me!"
<AlcarGM> Nora: ".... what kind of person hunts down demons with barbie dolls?"
<Mary_jane`^> "An angel named Sara."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "A Catholic?" with a grin.
<AlcarGM> Nora: ".. and I thought Jake was weird."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "Excuse me?"
<Mary_jane`^> "He is."
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "*I* am an angel of the Lord."
<Mary_jane`^> "And what is she?"
<AlcarGM> Jacob crosses his arms and says nothing :p
<AlcarGM> The news, not surprisingly, does not cover an army of barbie dolls massacring an army of ken dolls on their way to the zoo. Probably because the couldn't think of a negative angle for the story.
<Mary_jane`^> "Damn.. I kind of wanted to see an aerial view of it."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Oh, shit. Is this going to happen often? I mean, I have classes tomrorow."
<Mary_jane`^> "Heh... I hope not. I have to get back, though."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Mind you, Mrs. Thompson might like barbie dolls invading bio.:"
<Mary_jane`^> "Gabe, you and Kiesha could probably come by and say you're here to see Sal, but I know my mom won't let Nora in."
<AlcarGM> Nora grins. "I could come by in a dominatrix outfit," with a smirk.
<Mary_jane`^> "I imagine you could..."
<Mary_jane`^> "But take her to the bedroom before you do anything. Later." And disapears =p
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Mind you, I don't think I ever saw Jeeves laugh so hard as when your mom told me I'd kidnapped you for sex...."
* Mary_jane`^ closes the door and goes to her room
* Mary_jane`^ sits on her bed and goes to talk to her shadow, she has an unfinished conversation with him
<AlcarGM> Your room is nicely normal and empty of aliens. So far.
<Mary_jane`^> (( Although I don't remember what the conversation was about... I remember it was unfinished ))
<AlcarGM> (( Then we're in the same boat :p ))
<AlcarGM> Tad: "Oh. Hi. I was watching the sky and wondering what happens when stars fall. Nothing else up, except the alien was ... strange, in here. Watching everthing, in everything, like a kid shoving his fingers into the first cat he dissects and playing with the intestines."
<Mary_jane`^> "Sounds like Luna."
<Mary_jane`^> (( You disected a cat when you were a kid? ))
<AlcarGM> Tad: "I thought it was the dream of every little boy," almost seriously. A quick grin. "Do you need anything?"
<AlcarGM> (( no comment. ))
<AlcarGM> (( j/k ;p ))
<Mary_jane`^> "The moon was scared by something inside of me, when she was looking in. I wonder if I could look in too..."
<AlcarGM> Tad: "You are in. But we can't see ourselves, in any event. Not really. All we see are objects."
<Mary_jane`^> "So what object scared her so much?"
* Mary_jane`^ hmms and looks up at the sky, for say a moon
<AlcarGM> The moon is here, barely visible behind the sunset, but it's big and silver and pretty, like a giant coin.
<AlcarGM> Tad: "The truth scares most honest people."
<Mary_jane`^> "I have an idea."
<Mary_jane`^> LoL the dreaded 4 words to come from MJs mouth
<AlcarGM> yes :p
* Mary_jane`^ goes to the penis of the moon...
<Mary_jane`^> this is disturbing on so many levels
* AlcarGM grins.
<Mary_jane`^> First of all
<Mary_jane`^> what is a giant stone penis doing in MJ's mind
<AlcarGM> There are important plot reasons for it believe it or not ;p
<Mary_jane`^> why is luna in it
<Mary_jane`^> the penis
<Mary_jane`^> and 3rd
<Mary_jane`^> IT'S MOVING
<Mary_jane`^> "Anyway, I have to get back, my mom should be home soon."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "I could come visit!"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "I could come out of your head, like a goddess!"
<AlcarGM> (( Go ahead and explain THAT to your mom :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Sane isn't boring."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "it is, too. You have to pretend you exist."
<Mary_jane`^> "Is not! We had lots of fun when you were sane. Anyway, I have to go."
<Mary_jane`^> "Damn... Something is in this bathroom and it's wierd."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha sniffs, then frowns. "There is .... something .. like a tang. Or Tang."
<AlcarGM> You hear your mother walking up the stairs.
<AlcarGM> Kiesha frowns, her face elongating ,and growls softly, sniffing. "Magic."
<Mary_jane`^> "Aha I knew it!"
* Mary_jane`^ looks at the shower intently
<Mary_jane`^> "But where?"
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "I'm not sure....."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "In the shower itself? It's ... .weak. She takes her shirt off. "Here. I don't want to rip my clothes."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "I smell better as a wolf."
* Mary_jane`^ takes the shirt
<AlcarGM> She starts taking her pants off. "And clothing is just toasted."
<Mary_jane`^> brb gotta reboot
<AlcarGM> Your mother opens the bathroom door. "MJ, are you .... in ..... here ....."
<AlcarGM> Anne looks at her daugher. Then at the almost naked 8 year old. Then her daugher. Then back at Kiesha. Then at you.
<Mary_jane`^> "Something's wrong. What is it?"
<AlcarGM> Anne: "It's not you. It's me."
<Mary_jane`^> "What is it?"
<AlcarGM> Anne: "It's nothing," firmly, lying to herself and you.
<Mary_jane`^> "You're lying to me. I can tell."
<AlcarGM> Anne: "Then that is my privledge as your mother," firmly.
<Mary_jane`^> "I thought you wanted to talk about important things?"
<AlcarGM> Anne: "It's not -" she trails off. "Look. I know you and Nora might ... be more than friends. You've always been close. No. Don't answer. I don't need to know. I just had a horrible thought, when I opened the bathroom door. That's all."
* Mary_jane`^ raises an eyebrow
* Mary_jane`^ has raised both eyebrows now
<Mary_jane`^> "Uh-huh... So why did you go to your room?"
<AlcarGM> Anne: "To think."
<Mary_jane`^> (( "Does it smell like wet dog?" ))
<AlcarGM> Anne: "Why I don't like certain things. Why I thought you would ever - do things. How I could think that at all."
<AlcarGM> (( LOL! ))
<AlcarGM> Fenrir: "She is not a wolf. The insticts .... are not there. at least, she and the pack with be dogs, the mating of wolf and human. She knows it, and fears it. Fear is never useful."
<AlcarGM> (( yhmm? ))
<Mary_jane`^> "The only time she'll force her instincts is when she can't think."
<Mary_jane`^> (( She and the pack with be dogs? ))
<AlcarGM> (( Yup. ))
<Mary_jane`^> she and the pack with be dogs
<Mary_jane`^> ... is that just bad english or did you type something wrong?
<AlcarGM> Fenrir: "It is .... personality. They will never be wolves. They can't be wolves. They make packs, and give each other names. Human affections, human desires."
<AlcarGM> (( err, meant to be wil be :p ))
<AlcarGM> .. wll.
* AlcarGM kills the typo demon.
<Mary_jane`^> "How could I help her?"
<AlcarGM> Fenrir: "Make her admit the truth to herself. I could tell, but I am not her pack and she would see my words as orders."
<Mary_jane`^> "Which truth is that? That she'll go mad if she doesn't?"
<AlcarGM> Fenrir: "That she needs a master, even if the master never knows he is a master."
* Mary_jane`^ sighs
<Mary_jane`^> "This will be an interesting conversation, then."
<Mary_jane`^> "You need a superior, someone to tell you what to do."
<AlcarGM> Keisha: "WHAT?!"
* Mary_jane`^ shrugs
<Mary_jane`^> "A master and his dog... It's the only way for you to not go insane."
<AlcarGM> She stares at you as if you have lost your mind. "I"m not a dog!"
<AlcarGM> Keisha: "I am not!"
<AlcarGM> She glares at you.
<Mary_jane`^> "How do you intend to prove it?"
<AlcarGM> Keisha: "Because I'm not! I become a wolf."
<Mary_jane`^> "A wolf in body, but what are you in mind?"
<AlcarGM> Keisha: "Me, duh."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "And it doesn't help when the GM won't type my name right!"
<AlcarGM> You appear back in your bedroom.
* Mary_jane`^ removes the giggle spell and unlocks the door
* Mary_jane`^ opens it
<AlcarGM> Kiesha practially barges into Sal's room. He's not typing at the moment, just frowning at the screen. "Okay.... so .... uhm ....." He looks at both of you. "Are you okay?"
<Mary_jane`^> "We're fine."
<AlcarGM> Gabe half turns his chair, sensing something, and Kiesha grabs him by the throat with one hand and snarls: "I could tear your head off."
<AlcarGM> Sal: ".... ths is fine...?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah, we're fine."
<AlcarGM> Sal: "are you sure?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe takes a deep breath. "What was that about?" very carefullly.
<Mary_jane`^> "She can't see our power. Everyone in our.. Pack... Just knew who was more powerful than the next. She needed to see for herself."
<Mary_jane`^> "She needs to know her place, but she won't admit it."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Her place. Great. So you wanted her to try and turn me into ....." he trails off. "Her... place. You mean ..... hierarchy, and ... oh."
<AlcarGM> Sal: "Oh? Oh? She tried to kill you!"
<AlcarGM> Sal: "Don't you know ANYONE normal MJ?!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Wolves tend to do that."
* Mary_jane`^ falls onto the bed
<Mary_jane`^> "No... actually I don't."
<Mary_jane`^> "Wait! wait, no, she's kind of wierd too."
<Mary_jane`^> (( jayme =p ))
<AlcarGM> (( Mrs. Thompson? :p ))
<AlcarGM> (( oh, okay ;) ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Sorry about that Gabe, but I was affraid if I warned you, we would be back where we started."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "You mean she thinks I'm ..... what .... dominant?" incredulously
<Mary_jane`^> "Technically, she needed to know the hierarchy of the group, mostly."
<Mary_jane`^> "She measures that by power."
<AlcarGM> Gabe sighs. "Power isn't everything."
<Mary_jane`^> "It is to a wolf."
<Mary_jane`^> "I don't think she will start taking orders around, but she just needed to know who was running things."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "I mean, there's more than just . .fancy power. There's authority, and experience, and all of that Not someone stuck on a floor with a bleeding leg."
* Mary_jane`^ nods at him
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah you do look kind of pathetic."
* Mary_jane`^ grins and helps him up
<AlcarGM> He returns the grin. "If someone told me it would lead to a werewolf wanting to tear my head off I'd have gotten a tattoo or something."
<AlcarGM> She contiues to glare. "That's not fair. He didn't even smell powerful," angrily.
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah, he hides it better than me. Plus I have so much power that I leak."
* Mary_jane`^ realizes she dropped her shield when she was accross the street, and turns it back on
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "It wasn't even real power, anyway. Just will..." she sniffs.
<Mary_jane`^> "He didn't want to hurt you.'
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "I could have won," but she doesn't even convince herself. "I don't want to ... be a .... a .. dog. What if he knows? He knows stuff. Like . .stuff. He's always looking at things."
<AlcarGM> paranoia lite.
<AlcarGM> omg. La Fin De Siecle Paranoia :)
<AlcarGM> The Computer: "Who wants sex with Your Friend!"
<AlcarGM> Kiesha sits up abruptly, looking horrified. "But .. but I'll see him again. What do I do?!"
<Mary_jane`^> "See who again?"
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "Him! I tried to rip his head off," as it slowly (and belatedly) sinks in. "What's he going to say?!:
<Mary_jane`^> "I doubt he'll mention it. I told him it was just you testing him as a wolf would another. He understood."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: ".... oh." she looks rather relieved.
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "Your brother must have, uhm, thought that was strange."
<Mary_jane`^> "He doesn't know if he won or not."
* Mary_jane`^ nods
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "I could threaten to take his head off, too, so he doesn't feel left out?"
<Mary_jane`^> "He thought you were wierd to begin with, though."
<Mary_jane`^> "Uhm... NO."
<Mary_jane`^> the problem with her choosing gabe
<Mary_jane`^> is that gabe may die after the final battle
<AlcarGM> yes :p Then she could pick Sal, and slowly eviscerate all the male NPCs!
<Mary_jane`^> or not
<Mary_jane`^> Sal wouldn't be powerful though
* AlcarGM nods. Yeah. Unless he challenged her to a duel hacking into something :p
<Mary_jane`^> Unless gabe made him his successor which I would hate to see, because if gabe was gone for 5 years, sal would be stuck in his bedroom for like 20
<AlcarGM> "Let's see who can type Paradise Lost first." "Paradise what?"
<Mary_jane`^> anyway, MJ is going to try her best to keep everyone alive so it will likely end up MJ being the dead one
<AlcarGM> lol! That would make the sequel rather hard :P
<Mary_jane`^> yes and no
<AlcarGM> unless you possesed the angel Sara, as revenge for a previous campaign :p
<AlcarGM> Sal blinks, surprised, and looks up. "What .... what was that about?"
<Mary_jane`^> "She's a werewolf... She was doing the wolf thing. Haven't you ever seen on like the discovery chanell where wolves fight to see who is the alpha?"
<AlcarGM> Sal: "Uhm, yeah, but wolves fight each other, they don't threaten to kill people in wheelchairs!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Well, she was trying to get him to fight."
<AlcarGM> Sal: "That's .... that's just stupid. I'm just glad she didn't pick me."
<Mary_jane`^> "He's in her pack, and she needed to know his power."
<AlcarGM> Sal: "Can I NOT be in her pack? Please?"
<AlcarGM> Sal: "I'm not going to be friends with someone who might decide to try and take my head off!"
<Mary_jane`^> "She only does that if she thinks you may be above her. Just show her that you're subbordinate and you'll be fine." with a grin
<AlcarGM> Sal:" How?" eagerly
<Mary_jane`^> "Don't make eye contact, and keep your head tilted downward, and call her ma'am."
<AlcarGM> He nods.
<AlcarGM> (( TRhis will be fun. Anne: "Sal, why are you calling an eight year old girl ma'am?" ))
<AlcarGM> The class is half over when there is an denoucement (err, annoucement. Realy...) over the PA dsystem: "Would the foillowing students please report to the office. Mary Jane Consequence., Luna Parsons, and Nora Robins. Thank you."
<Mary_jane`^> "Huh... That's us."
* Mary_jane`^ stands and puts her things away, and goes to the office
<Mary_jane`^> "Your last name is Parsons, Luna?"
<AlcarGM> Luna nods. "Because it was my fathers."
<Mary_jane`^> "Huh." Notting the fact she didn't call him daddy
<AlcarGM> Nora: "That's the way it normally is, Luna."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Oh. I always thought people just picked named, because who has consequence as a last name? It's a result, a word, not a name. You should change it."
<Mary_jane`^> "I'll consider it."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "My father is dead, too, but I don't hold it against the people who killed him. Everyone dies. It's, like, a giant metaphor for life. No, wait, maybe it's not."
* Mary_jane`^ grabs the back of luna's chair again, stoping her from swinging
<AlcarGM> Rowling continues to ignore Luna. "We're not the FBI you know. We're the Special Branch. We deal with demons, and magic, and mweird shit. Officically, you are weird shit, and we're hear to deal with you by any means necessary to protect this country. I trust you understand?"
* Mary_jane`^ smiles, almost as if she could hear Rowlings misspelling of here.
<AlcarGM> Rowling shoots the GM for being tired.
<Mary_jane`^> "Listen..." Leaning forward "Have you ever heard of Merlin?"
<AlcarGM> Rowling: "A dead sorcerer. Yes. Everyone knows about him."
<Mary_jane`^> "He died and went to hell, so he took over hell, did you hear that story?"
<AlcarGM> Rowling: "Something of it, from an operative in Fernando Poo."
<Mary_jane`^> "Something of it? Perhaps you need to start with someone with a lower profile than us, then. This is the major league, here. We're not some random witches."
<AlcarGM> The room gets cold. Not magic. Just personality. "Major league, you little vomitous mass?" Rowling hisses softly, her eyes slits. "You're murders, and if I think you plan anything - anything - to harm this country, I will personally tear our your heart and feed it to my dog."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "She's a good person. She mademe sane once, and no one would ever do that." She stands, looking angry. "And you are just stupid!"
<Mary_jane`^> "I don't have to listen to you tell me I'm lying when your resources are obviously," motioning to straub "mistaken."
<Mary_jane`^> "luna, don't."
<AlcarGM> Luna's power fills the room . .then ebbs. "Why not?" she demands.
<Mary_jane`^> "Because we don't need more trouble."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "As much as I'd like to see it, I'm with MJ. We have enough troubles, even if yo would probably get a medal."
<Mary_jane`^> "Listen." Writing something down "Go to your fisher king in DC and tell him if he doesn't give you the information, you'll say this in the middle of the city."
* Mary_jane`^ throws a note pad at her
<Mary_jane`^> "He'll talk."
<AlcarGM> (( Moon kills FBI agent. Rest of Special Branch sends Thank You card to the moon .. :p ))
<AlcarGM> Jacob nods. "Anything else?"
<Mary_jane`^> "That's all for now, we'll talk later. Go before you kill that agent, and thanks."
<AlcarGM> He vanishes.
* Mary_jane`^ goes to the lunch room
<AlcarGM> Agent Rowling exists the meeting room, gun in hand, but sees notnhing besides the three of you .... and students staring at her gun .... She puts it away and glares at a few. "Can only students here shoot people? Surely your teachers would like to bring shotguns to class and mow down you useless degenerates." In the meeting room, Principal Rickards says "Oh, shit..." as visions of Publicity Relations Nightmares dance before his eyes :)
<Mary_jane`^> "Ok Luna, no killing people while we eat, ok?"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Why would I kill anyone while we're eating?!"
<Mary_jane`^> "The same reason you did it last time."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "They were bothering me."
<Mary_jane`^> "Well, don't kill anyone."
<AlcarGM> The cafeteria becomes almost ominously quiet when the three of you enter. No one at the Popluar Table says hi, or anything ,and students are staring at Luna with open "Oh, crap?" looks on their faces. She is, of course, entirely oblivious
<AlcarGM> Nora mutters "Save the world and see your social life go into the toilet."
<Mary_jane`^> "It happens to the best of us... It's only what 8 more months?"
* Mary_jane`^ gets her lunch and sits down at a newly emptied table
<AlcarGM> The table empties fast when the three of you approach it. News like Luna gets around :p
<AlcarGM> Kiesha answers on the first ring. "K.
<Mary_jane`^> K. ...?
<AlcarGM> Just "K".
<AlcarGM> Pause then. "K here. You know. Answering the phone? Is this anyone of Michael's retarded friends?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Your name is K?"
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "It's shorter, okay? Geeze."
<Mary_jane`^> "Heh, what's up?"
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "Uhm, not much. Gabe wanted me to go with him to visit the earth, or something, but that was before I, well, tried to uhm rip his head off."
<Mary_jane`^> "Just because I'm saving the world doesn't mean we can't do stuff together."
<AlcarGM> Your cell phone rings.
* Mary_jane`^ answers
<AlcarGM> Q: "Very funny."
<AlcarGM> Sal: "MJ?" nervously.
<AlcarGM> Sal: "Uhm. Where are you?"
<Mary_jane`^> "On my way home. Why?"
<AlcarGM> Sal: "Uhm. Tell me sometjhing about me only you would know."
<Mary_jane`^> "Uhh.. Hmmm... That's a tough one. Let's see, oh, there's that one time I cought you going through my underware drawer, and you made me promise I wouldn't tell anyone because you said it was just a school project and no one could know."
<Mary_jane`^> (( I couldn't think of anything in game that jake or someone else hasn't been there for =p ))
<AlcarGM> (( lol. ))
<AlcarGM> Nora: "He what?"
<Mary_jane`^> "I'm not supposed to tell you." Covering the mouthpiece
<AlcarGM> Sal: ".... maybe . .something less ... uhm ... embarassing?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Oh... Did you want me to try again?"
<AlcarGM> Nora grins wickedly. "Tell him I have some pairs, if he wants to try them on something. Not that they'd fit, but it's the thought that counts."
<AlcarGM> Sal: "Someomne was in the shower, when I came home. And since mom and dad's cars were gone, I thought you'd be at school. I checked, cuz there's weird burglars, and it looks like you."
<AlcarGM> Nora: ".... Wow. More panties for your brother?"
<Mary_jane`^> "So you looked in the bathroom and you saw me... Wait, you saw me naked!?"
<AlcarGM> Sal: "The curtain was up! But it's either you or some other girl, okay?"
<Mary_jane`^> "You could have knocked... Did you knock?"
<AlcarGM> Sal: "No, I didn't. You always lock it." Silence. "That sounded bad. I meant, we always lock it, and stuff, and if it was some burglar.. you know what I mean!"
<Mary_jane`^> "I'm starting to wonder if I do."
<AlcarGM> Sal: "That's not funny."
* Mary_jane`^ stares at herself
<Mary_jane`^> (( Damn i'm hot... ))
<AlcarGM> Mary_jane`^: "Do you mind? I'm having a shower."
<Mary_jane`^> "Who the hell are you?"
<AlcarGM> (( no lesbian clone sex! ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( You sure? ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( It'd be like lesbian twins ))
<AlcarGM> (( .... well. Maybe not ;po But sparkie demands pictures. ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( He would... ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Great, but who are you when I am me?"
* Mary_jane`^ pokes herself and looks about her "i've never seen myself at these angles before..."
<AlcarGM> Mary_jane`^: "A spell. Duh."
<Mary_jane`^> "Please don't insult my intellegence, you ARE me."
<AlcarGM> Mary_jane`^ turns around in a circle, smirking.
* Mary_jane`^ points at a mark on her back "Didn't know I had that."
<AlcarGM> Mary_jane`^: "Som I'm best suited to insult it."
<AlcarGM> (( You know, if MJs life wasn't screwed up enough already the watrer spirit could do some nastily evil things with her family. ))
<Mary_jane`^> "And lock the door next time!" to the shower
<AlcarGM> (( but the GM reeally doesn't think the game needs that :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( It doesn't ))
<AlcarGM> (( even if incest is one of those anime staples. ))
* Mary_jane`^ goes to her room to sulk... much like her clone would do =p
<WarezBert> i know ashlk is running it
<WarezBert> but u have any advice for amber games in general?
<WarezBert> or about my char in specific
<alcar[sleep]> aslhk isn't running it. Fennec is, he's just using aslhk's site for the powers etc. stuff on it.
<alcar> Only advice is TRUST NO ONE! Except my PC, if I play., She is completely trustworthy in all respects.
* AlcarGM doesn't want to go there :P
<Mary_jane`^> (( I do... but MJ doesn't ))
<AlcarGM> (( lol. Well .. then ... Sal and your ... clone .. in the shower. Crap. The poor kid is going to have Problems. Shall be fun :) ))
<AlcarGM> (( Sal: "I have a relationship with my sister's clone." Other Self Help Group people: :"You sick pervert!" ))
<Mary_jane`^> "We'll just have to confront him." To blaise "He's visiting the earth right now so he shouldn't be too hard to find."
<AlcarGM> Blaise: "Visiting .. .the earth? You mean that literally?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Well... Yes I suppose... The earth as in the spirit?"
<AlcarGM> Blaise: "I'm surprised. She's a recluse, last I heard. Brain damage from oil spills and the like."
<AlcarGM> Blaise: "You want to be destroyed?!"
<Mary_jane`^> "No, I want to ask why he wants me destroyed."
<AlcarGM> Blaise: "Because you are a threat, of course. jesus was destroyed for the same reason, with more justification I think."
<Mary_jane`^> "I'm going."
<AlcarGM> Blaise: "You are being stupid and foolish."
<Mary_jane`^> "I am not, if I find out why he wants me dead then I can fix it."
<Mary_jane`^> "Then, MAYBE he'll be on my side."
<AlcarGM> Blaise grabs your arm. "Listen to me. Here, in the universe, you have some protection. This is God, not some power or magician. If he wants you dead and you are in his terrirtory you will be dead. Have you ever even read the old testatment? THAT is the god you would be face, and He would destroy you bfore you can even begin to ask a single thing!"
<Baliadoc> y'know, now i picture Jesus showing up in the end armed with an AK to back MJ up.
<Baliadoc> "You forgot to finish the job, Papa. Now I'm going to finish you."
<Baliadoc> I so wanna play Jesus now.
<AlcarGM> Blaise: "God destroyed cities. Races. People. He is NOT a kind and loving deity. He's a dictator, and you don't make deals with someone like that!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Do you want me to ask him here? Do you honestly think he'll answer?"
<Mary_jane`^> "OH GREAT MERCIFUL GOD!" To the sky "WHY DO YOU WANT ME DEAD!?" ... ... ... "See, I told you it wouldn't work."
<AlcarGM> 1d100 - hit by lightning?
<sparkie> AlcarGM 1d100: 42 - hit by lightning?
<AlcarGM> Well, you get the answer to life, the universe, and everything. But are not, alas, struck by lightning.
<Mary_jane`^> "Do you want me to ask him in high tongue? Maybe that'll get his attention..."
* Mary_jane`^ asks him in high tongue why he wants her dead =p
<Mary_jane`^> (( You're an idiot ))
<AlcarGM> the GM smacks his forehead and agrees with Chaos`^
<Mary_jane`^> I never met that giant dog from the soul trap
* AlcarGM grins. I wondered if you'd recall that :P
<AlcarGM> He'll show up.
<AlcarGM> and you've met him a few times. Though you don't know that.
<Mary_jane`^> I have?
<Mary_jane`^> now I wonder who it is =(
<Baliadoc> well, you're about to die, so no reason to worry!
<Mary_jane`^> "I am not an idiot! I'm proving my point. He's not listening."
<AlcarGM> A voice behind you says, "No! But I am!" And Sara grins happily. There are no killer barbie dolls with her, this time.
<Mary_jane`^> (( Maybe she's insane ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Hi sara. Will you take me to heaven?"
<AlcarGM> Sara: "And since I am the voice of God.. well, no, not really .... though he did make interesting voices when we shagged ..... " she smiles fondly in recollection. "Do you know He liked it doggie style?! And ... no! Because you are not dead!"
<AlcarGM> MJ learns more strange and unusual facts about Jehovah.... :p
<Mary_jane`^> Alcar, you're going to hell
* AlcarGM laughs. Oh, quite likely, but I plan to take the scenic route :p
<Mary_jane`^> "Then tell me why god wants me dead."
<AlcarGM> Sara: "You offend his delicate sensibilities." Pause. "I made a joke!"
<AlcarGM> (( Sara: "You offended Sparke too often...!" ))
<AlcarGM> Sara: "You have too much power and you scare Him, of course! After Jesus, he destroys people with lots of power to be safe!"
<Mary_jane`^> "That's just stupid. Why does he really want me dead? Is it because he wants the universe to end when merlin comes?"
<AlcarGM> Blaise: "..... if I had knows angels were like that when I was younger I would have embraced the missionaries."
<Mary_jane`^> "She's an idiot."
<AlcarGM> Blaise: "And yet she spoke from the Revelation of John the Baptists's head, after it was severed. I'd only heardof it as myth, myself, but that is close to what I had heard. Minus the slippery when wet."
<Mary_jane`^> "I heard the whole thing."
<AlcarGM> Blaise: "That is ... rare. I didn't believe there was an extant copy, save at the vatican."
<Mary_jane`^> "It was a dream."
<AlcarGM> Blaise: "And you trust it? Trust is not a thing of dreams .. though revelations are. Curious."
<Mary_jane`^> "Excalibur has never lied to me."
<AlcarGM> Blaise: "And you know that how?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Did you have anything in mind?"
<AlcarGM> Blaise: "Perhaps aiding the angel instead of spuring her?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Are you serious?"
* Mary_jane`^ walks toward the zoo slowly "Really serious?"
<AlcarGM> Blaise: "She IS what is shielding the zoo, so yes."
<Mary_jane`^> (( nu-uh she's an idiot, trust me, I know these things. I've known her for a few years now. Idiot 100% ))
* Mary_jane`^ walks slowly toward teh zoo
<GeminiRai> (( I always thought she was rather neat. ))
<AlcarGM> (( hehe ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( She's stupid. I can't stand her ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( I suppose it doesn't help that the first time I met her she raped my character's foster son ))
<AlcarGM> Jacob appears behind you a few moments later. "Yes?" a bit sharply.
<Mary_jane`^> "Ask Nora if she wants to have a three-way with sara."
<AlcarGM> Jacob pauses, then says :"Excuse me?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Did I sound like I was joking." She doesn't sound like she's joking... or happy with even asking
<AlcarGM> Jacob: "Why are you even asking this?"
<AlcarGM> Blaise: "Do shut up and look at the zoo. And think about the angel. Do the math."
<AlcarGM> Jacob frowns, then vanishes.
* Mary_jane`^ looks at the zoo
* Mary_jane`^ walks away from the zoo feeling dirty
<Mary_jane`^> "I can't believe I did that..."
<AlcarGM> Blaise: "Everyone makes sacrifices in wars."
<AlcarGM> You vanish, and appear in woods. Tall, broad trees wider than houses and a moon overhead far closer to the earth than any moon in your world.
* Mary_jane`^ frowns and shakes her head and looks around for any civilization
<AlcarGM> Yousee no civilization at all. The trees are odd, withered from cold and winter though it feels like summer and there AlcarGMre no fallen leaves, as if the branches rotted away. The air smells .. .strange, because it doesn't smell of anything at all. THere are no night sounds, save for the scutting of insects in the distance.
<Mary_jane`^> AlcarGM is there?
* AlcarGM looks confused.
<AlcarGM> err. Ooops
<AlcarGM> are no fallen leaves :p
* alcar wonders if the shamans have advice about raping one's totem animal.
<Mary_jane`^> but they're the embodiment of age... age has negetive effects, why haven't they experianced any?
<AlcarGM> Because they're walking cosmic prinicples. They look like old ladies because they want to. It's not like gods experience arthtitis :)
<Mary_jane`^> but they are the embodiment of all of this
<Mary_jane`^> they're just denying it
* Mary_jane`^ forces upon them this fact
<AlcarGM> .. How, exactly? They can't die. (Or at least not until Fenrir :p)
<AlcarGM> it' be like trying to convince deathn to suicide, which isn't possible :)
<AlcarGM> Fenrir growls "Go away. This isn't your fight."
* Mary_jane`^ informs them, in as truthful a way as possible, that though they have been killing, aging and ending things, they have neglected themselves, and that it would be a bad idea to let it continue.
<Mary_jane`^> It's not impossible
<Mary_jane`^> You just have to be a smooth talker
* Mary_jane`^ informs them of this, without uttering a word ofcourse =p
<AlcarGM> They ignore you :)
<Mary_jane`^> you suck
<Mary_jane`^> the staff is about balance, and the odds are in their favor right now =p
<AlcarGM> And they shouldn't be able to DIE, so balance might restore them all :)
<Mary_jane`^> them not being able to die is unbalanced
<Mary_jane`^> it throws the universe off
<Mary_jane`^> the fact that they're here is throwing the universe off
<Mary_jane`^> itSHOULD destroy them
<AlcarGM> Uh, no. Whatever made them is far, far more powerful than the creator of a univcersre. You're free to trry tho :)
* Mary_jane`^ glares at the gm and wishes to argue the point more, but the fact is that she is being attacked by a very deadly old woman
<AlcarGM> The old woman, after bllocking you, is ignoring you entirely. Fenrir is the threat. To them, you're a minor distraction and nothing more.
<Mary_jane`^> (( I know where you live ))
* Mary_jane`^ assumes the staff has no effect and calls it away with a mental thanks and is back at square 1
<AlcarGM> You call the staff. The world ... moves... You hear something, like a a distant note of song.....
<Mary_jane`^> (( oh.. nevermind... You must be lagged )
<AlcarGM> It's white, and very bright in your hands, and the world is moving around it, the stars changing and turning green.
<AlcarGM> THe "dead' Ride stand, whole and unharmed, listening to the sound.
<AlcarGM> Fenrir: "Oh, fuck."
* Mary_jane`^ thinks to herself that that didn't work
<AlcarGM> Loki has stopped burning and has the same look on his face.
* Mary_jane`^ tries plan ZZ
<Mary_jane`^> (( I hate you alcar. ))
<AlcarGM> (( well, you se t them free of the universe :) ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( You could have said that ))
<AlcarGM> (( they'll .. uhm .. like that. inasmuch as they can be said to like anything. ))
<AlcarGM> (( MJ doesn't know that happened :P ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( Then why did you tell me? ))
<AlcarGM> (( just cuz :) ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( I told you it's hard to keep ooc with ic, there has just been so much going on in the game never never tell me something ooc, it'll leak =p ))
<Mary_jane`^> "It's a lie stacked on a lie, which is a lie that's lieing to the lie about lieing."
<Mary_jane`^> "Have you EVER told the truth?"
<AlcarGM> Loki: "Of course I have. Properly applied, the truth is more devastating than any lie could ever be."
<Mary_jane`^> "Yes, ofcourse. I think, though, that everything you say is a lie on one level or another."
<GeminiRai> (( actually, everything he says is the truth. You saw it. ))
<AlcarGM> Loki laughs, sharply. 'And the same isn't true of everyone else? No one knows themself, no one can. We all tell lies to make life worth living and we all deceive. I am merely honest about it."
* Mary_jane`^ gives him a look but shakes her head
<Mary_jane`^> (( No he's not, he just lied to me about that... ))
<AlcarGM> You vanish, and appear in Babylon. Or rather, it was Babylon, but the streets are filled with bodies and moon seems to haven fallen from the sky and, quite literally, crushed the centre of the city.
* Mary_jane`^ opens her mouth to say something, but isn't exactly sure what to say and shuts her mouth quickly
* Mary_jane`^ looks aorund
<Mary_jane`^> "You could have atleast warned people you were goign to die..."
<AlcarGM> He blinks, confused. "No one ever wants to know things. Until it's too late. I have seen the serpent turning, I have watched the city burning, and wondered why the omens were ignored. Deal the cards and trade the glances, rolling the dice and taking the changing, making bargains that our souls can illl afford..." He hiccups.
<AlcarGM> Fisher King: "Oh, they knew. We were all dead anyway. Just a .. y' know .. waking dream." He waves a hand vaguely. "And I saw a dagger before me, and I finally got courage, to end it. Obscene mockery. Things should be allowe dto die, to rest."
<Mary_jane`^> "What the hell? Just... What the hell?"
<AlcarGM> The fisher king of doomed bablyon blinks blearily at you. "Made.. .perfect sense. He who has ears, let him see! He who has eyes, let him hear. Or .... something. I'm dying, you know. For the last time. Until the stars die out .... " He trails off .. then quickly down more drink.
<AlcarGM> Snake: "But words all lie because they they are but tools excecept perhaps the Old Tongue that was, but lost in the hands of fools."
<AlcarGM> (( nah, it wouldn't ;p ))
<Mary_jane`^> "I know the high tongue... Don't I?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Wait... Old tongue? That's different."
* Mary_jane`^ frowns at that
<Mary_jane`^> "Where can I find it?"
<AlcarGM> Snake: "But there is knowing and knowing. You must understand that there is nothing to know or be understood. That is what lies behind balance, the God that has no name, the prisoner resigned to nothing being ever the same."
* Mary_jane`^ stares at it
<Mary_jane`^> "As much as I like you, you are making no sense."
<AlcarGM> The snake hisses softly, amused. "We are trapped by what we are, the same as you and even stars. This is always true: we are what we are, unless we wish to change, but we never lose are scars and nothing can ever change."
<AlcarGM> (( Damn, this is hard :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( What is? ))
<AlcarGM> (( rhyming snakes :) ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( I didn't notice they were rhyming ))
<AlcarGM> (( lol. Then it worked. ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Where can I find this god with no name?"
<AlcarGM> Snake: "The creator above all creators cannot be sought nor found. The destroyer about all destroyters cannot be sought or found. The name that can nenamed is not the eternnal name."
<Mary_jane`^> "Then what's the point?"
<AlcarGM> THe snake hisses, amused. "To life? Perhasps only to ask why. The Creator? Because it wanted a creation? We cannot find ourselves, nor see ourselves, nor truly ever die. We are the thing we seek, if we but look in-out-side creation."
<AlcarGM> The other snake stirs. "Brother, that made no sense at all. You have to ecuxse him, I fear he's ill and desperately needs his dried frog pills."
<Mary_jane`^> "Dried frog pills?"
<AlcarGM> Snake 2: "Sanity, or a semblance of it. He saw outside one and had a fit. Went on about shadows watching us from mirrors and many other silly fears. But that there is a God that mad all we know, but we do not know why this should be show. We are just snakes, fixing things with balance and luck and little things."
* Mary_jane`^ scratches the second snake
<Mary_jane`^> "Well, if nothing you're both interesting to talk to."
<AlcarGM> (( and hard for the GM to make up stuff for :P ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( Just make them like any other npc... ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( They're just snakes that talk =p ))
<AlcarGM> Snake1: "The real truths can never be spoken and only experienced once we have woken from the dream of senses."
<AlcarGM> (( in rhyme :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( That's not my problem =p Like I said I never noticed they were rhyming, infact i figured you dropped it ))
<AlcarGM> The real truths can never be spoken / and only experienced / once we have woken/ from the dream of senses .. nope :P
* AlcarGM just has to avoid any semblance of meter otherwise it'd take too long to make up their dialogue :p
<Mary_jane`^> that's why it doesn't work
<Mary_jane`^> "Oh... Oh well, if I didn't hurt you, that's good. What law?"
* Mary_jane`^ scretches under one's chin
<AlcarGM> Snake1 hisses happly. "The law of the god whose name dods not exist not even for this who serve it ..." pause. I hissed."
<Mary_jane`^> "Yes, you did."
* Mary_jane`^ grins "You guys need more practice."
<AlcarGM> Snake2: "You really need to work on your rhyme, though that will seem funnny at a later time. We are bound by ancient decree from before time ran, you see. We cannot tell the truth simply, because then it would be worth nothing. You see?"
<Mary_jane`^> "It doesn't matter though, as long as you're talking, I'm ok."
* Mary_jane`^ would be very very bored if they weren't talking
<AlcarGM> snake2: "How does that make you okay? Time passes when while we these words say."
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah, it would be time waisted sleeping, I think. Everyone i know is either having sex, or talkign to someone else, or investigating something, or just mad at me."
<AlcarGM> Snake1: "That was even worse than mine. At least I can speak words that don't seem to rhyme or come in herds. Anger is never good to anyone. It takes root deep and never leaves, no matter what anyone wants to believe."
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah, I don't think he's angry, he's just... I dunno, I hurt his pride... or his honour. I can't follow him though, because I promised I wouldn't."
<AlcarGM> Snake1: "Promises are made to broken. If we only followed roads that others had taken we could get nowhere fast."
* Mary_jane`^ raises an eyebrow at him
<Mary_jane`^> "It was less a promise more a bargain. If I go there it will just make him more angry. I want him to be unmad right?"
<AlcarGM> Snake2: "But honour is trust and important to all of us. To hold to ones word is more than to one sword. If you lose honour you can lose nothing more, it's sad but true."
<AlcarGM> (( The GM, meanwhile, goes slowly insane from having to make these rhymes work all the time. ))
* Eltanan frets. and worries. and rages. and dispairs. and lusts. WAY too much of that last one.
* alcar is a practising asexual at the moment. Great for ignoring lust :)
<alcar> Probably too good for it, I imagine.
<alcar> but when everyone you meet whose cute is straight it's either be asexual or get irate.
<alcar> OMG. The game is blurring into other channels. Kill me now.
<Mary_jane`^> You know
<Mary_jane`^> I expected to find myself in my brothers bedroom trying to seduce him
<Mary_jane`^> is it really his sister if it's a spell?
<Mary_jane`^> does that count as incest?
<AlcarGM> hrm. I have no idea. I doubt the issue comes up often :p I'd say yes, though.
<Mary_jane`^> The taboo behind incest is because of the resulting pregnancies
<Mary_jane`^> what if it's not a problem? Plus there isn't any blood that is the same.. the only thing that links him to the spell is that it looks like his sister
<AlcarGM> You think MJ'll think of it like that? :)
<Mary_jane`^> "No, I want to know, tell me. You're always silly."
<AlcarGM> Anne: "Oh, gee, thanks. And it was just things when I was younger. Odd dreams, nightmares, stuff like that. Nothing important, really. I just had an over active imagination. I even started seeing little people, like fairies, and auras. New age nonsense like that."
<Mary_jane`^> "Oh. And they gave you pills for that?"
<AlcarGM> Anne nods.
<Mary_jane`^> "Wow, sounds pretty serious. Nah, I wouldn't worry about it if I were you. What makes you think it's happening again?"
<AlcarGM> Anne: " I don't know. Just, for a moment, I looked at you and didn't reecognize you at all. There was a sword, and blood, and you were stabbing someone..." she shakes her head. 'Silly."
* Mary_jane`^ eats her ice cream and drops her shield "Really?"
<Mary_jane`^> (( You're evil MJ... ))
<AlcarGM> (( LOL! ))
<alcar> Jar jar rocked!
<alcar> And I liked the ewoks.
* Eltanan shoots alcar
<alcar> You must have to look at it as a kid woiuld and let your inner child out.
<alcar> Stop starving it you meanie!
<Eltanan> My inner child was molested and killed when I was eleven.
<alcar> Excuses, excuses.
<alcar> mind you, I liked Jar jar causing the republic to fail .... darth binks would just be fun.
<alcar> things like that are why I can never run a star wars rpg :)
<Eltanan> that is correct.
<Eltanan> that is exactly why you can't run a star wars rpg. :)
<alcar> but the ewoks as an order of dark jedi would be cool. Care bears, without the care.
* Mary_jane`^ eats and goes outside to wait for nora
<AlcarGM> Hrm. Nora is probably having three way sex with the whore of babylon and and Jacob, remember?
<Mary_jane`^> for 18 hours?'
* Mary_jane`^ walks to school
<AlcarGM> This IS Sara we're talking about :P
<Baliadoc> ((if you don't remember that... you've got some problems))
<Mary_jane`^> (( She's been doing it since about 6 last night... ))
<Baliadoc> ((and if your natural response to being reminded is to start walking to school, you've got some Problems. note the capitalized P.))
<AlcarGM> (( It's worse than you think Bali. MJ suggestted the three way :) ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( I didn't think she'd DO it! ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( I thought she'd laugh and say she's not gay ))
<AlcarGM> (( well she wasn't. At least not bi. After Sara, who knows? :p ))
<Baliadoc> ((... i can't capitalize enough letters to capture of the gravity of your situation.))
<Baliadoc> y'know, i've been thinking about this, and i think what's weirder than you running only one game at the moment is that there's only one person in it.
<Baliadoc> that's, like, unheard of.
<AlcarGM> You look behind you. and see people. It doesn't take to look to trecognize Ralph in a wig and trenchcoat, trying to be inconspicuous. He's trying so hard that a lot of people are staring at him.
<AlcarGM> He follows you to Bio, still trying to be James Bond. You have ot fight the urge to laugh. He's actually ducking into shadows, changing wigs and once wearing underwear on his head, hopefully by mistake.
<AlcarGM> Mrs. Thompson has the class gets seated, and decides to inform you all that the human race really IS decended from monkeys. She includes diagrams. And slides. And by the end of the class half the class wll never procreate/.
<Mary_jane`^> she's insane
<Mary_jane`^> more than luna
<AlcarGM> oh, yes :p I think I'll tranfer her to uni, for the second campaign :)
<AlcarGM> (( would just need to give her different pet theories. ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( You can't do that... I'll pick a different uni I swear ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Luna... what happened to babylon?"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "The king killed himself, or let someone Bad kill him. And poof." She snaps her fingers. "I'd been planning a shopping spree for ages, too! The only think left standing was the starbucks."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "AND they were out of lattes."
<Mary_jane`^> "Oh... I see. Hey, will you be at the final battle?"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "I'm invited?!"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Is it BYOB?"
<AlcarGM> (( please say no to drinks :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah, as long as you're on my side." With a grin
<Mary_jane`^> "But no drinks." for the gm
<AlcarGM> (( though the idea of Luna getting everyone shitfaced and the battle being called off by an urgent need for the porclain god is strangely tempting. ))
<Mary_jane`^> "The world won't end, I'm seeing to that."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "But what if it does? What if someone forgets to pay the reality bill, or we lose? We could lose. You can't have victory unless you have failed."
<Mary_jane`^> "You just have to set that thought aside and hope that we win. We will win. Think of it this way, if the world ends then you probably won't have to worry about it."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Good point!"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "How do you use a soul? I was taught they are decoration. Like brains."
<AlcarGM> that'd be one screwed up relationship.
* AlcarGM smiles evilly.
<Mary_jane`^> it'll have to be in c2 though
<AlcarGM> .. hrm. Couldm involve his ghot. That would be fun.
<Mary_jane`^> if his ghost is what he sees himself as
<Mary_jane`^> he comes back as a girl
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "I'm in a relationship with a paraplegic transsexual ghost. ....I need help."
<AlcarGM> actually, that passes "needs help" by several light years.
<Baliadoc> and involves a lot of my patented Capital Letters.
<AlcarGM> LOL. Yes :)
* Mary_jane`^ looks up at Luna "it's just a waiting game now."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "I don't like waiting."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "I know! I could kill the other two seals."
<Mary_jane`^> "Yes, but that would be insane."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "No, no, no. If the die BEFORE Merlin planned, we have an edge."
* Mary_jane`^ frowns
<Mary_jane`^> "You... Have a point."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Like, we can be waiting for them when they arrive."
* Mary_jane`^ shakes her head
<Mary_jane`^> "That's a first..."
<AlcarGM> Luna sighs and looks sad. "It's because I'm sane. I can't help it."
<AlcarGM> and some SO for MJ does neeed to enter the second campaign .... any ideas?
<AlcarGM> signifigant other
<AlcarGM> like, boyfriend.
<Mary_jane`^> a witch or wizard... someone she knows won't be too freaked about her past
<Mary_jane`^> maybe victor
<AlcarGM> lol. That would be ... interesting.
<AlcarGM> "Well, the second time we met she almost turned me into ashes....."
<AlcarGM> The only problem is he's 600 years old. MJ is human. Attraction = nil :P
<Mary_jane`^> Then probably some random witch or wizard then
<AlcarGM> unlike certain tv shows where centuries old vampires routinely fell in love with proto-Saras :p
<Mary_jane`^> "Alright... Tonight at sundown we're all meeting."
<Mary_jane`^> "The zoo."
<AlcarGM> Gabe just nods. "There's ... something else. About it."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "I need to ask you to ... do something. During it."
<AlcarGM> Gabe takes a deepbreath, meeting your gaze. "Kill me. Sword. Through the heart."
* Mary_jane`^ looks at him, and at Luna and back at him, then at luna
<Mary_jane`^> "I was joking when I said it was contageous. What did you do?"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "I didn't do anything!"
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "Yeah?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Tonight at sundown at the zoo, the final battle. YOu comming?"
<AlcarGM> Kiesha hesitates. "I don't know... I mean .... I don't want to die.. or - or see anyone else die..."
* Mary_jane`^ nods
<Mary_jane`^> "No one will blame you if you don't. You're young, and there will be plenty of other battles."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Wait. So what do we do this afternoon?"
<Mary_jane`^> "We could just do it, on the floor?"
<AlcarGM> Luna pauses.
<AlcarGM> Jeeves pauses.
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Do what?"
* Mary_jane`^ walks for the seals trying not to get too close to the men
<AlcarGM> Boys. Definitely boys. And some men. THey're all just .. .standing arond ... drawn here, and serioiusly confused.
* Mary_jane`^ walks quickly
<AlcarGM> You manage to ignore a LOT of people taking out unnatural needs in ways involving other things. And probably animals. Fire hyrants. Random body parts...
<AlcarGM> Luna: "I feel like I just walked into the twilight zone. Only worse."
<AlcarGM> Luna just nods.
<AlcarGM> You reach the seal cage without problems. Largely because the GM reallyt doesn't WANT to rp what problems would be.
<AlcarGM> There are seals. And three people. One of the seals is dead. The other two seem to be sleeping.
* Mary_jane`^ looks in the cage
* Mary_jane`^ stares for a few minutes
* Mary_jane`^ clears her throat
<AlcarGM> The people are a) naked, b) not human, c) having sex, and d) all of the above. The only thing preventing a mass rushing of seriously confused teenagers is the power they're ..generating .. is keeping them away. A few tried to get close and from the loooks of things exploded. Or at least parts of their bodies did.
<AlcarGM> The three of them turn, looking at the same time. Something ...crashes into you. Desire. Need. Wanting.... Belonging...
<AlcarGM> Sara waves. "HI!"
<Mary_jane`^> "See luna, I think she's crazier than you ever were."
* Mary_jane`^ waves
<AlcarGM> Jacob and Nora are, quite obviously, otherwise engaged.
<AlcarGM> Sara: "This is fun! DO you want to join? You'd ned to be breing toys. We only have one man, and I think he's getting tired."
<AlcarGM> Luna, wisely, does not reply.
<Mary_jane`^> "No, we're here to break up the fun."
<AlcarGM> Sara: "But we're making power. And the other two seals are alive. And well. And happy!"
<AlcarGM> Sara: "And for the past seven hours Merlin hasn't even attacked the ward. I think he's watching!"
<AlcarGM> (( ways to defeat Merlin never considered previously...... ))
* Mary_jane`^ leans on the pole and stares "Yeah... Probably..."
* alcar shakes his head
<alcar> I hate it when players take the advice of npcs in a game :P
<alcar> NPC: "Wait! If we destroy the last of the seals before Merlin, we can choose when the final battle happens!"
<alcar> PC: "That's a good idea!"
<alcar> Me: "Uh...."
<AlcarGM> Luna is eating a ham and green bean sandwich.
<Mary_jane`^> "Is that good?"
<AlcarGM> Luna nods. "I felt like having both. And there was bread."
<AlcarGM> (( which is pretty much verbatim what I said to a coworker when I did it.... :P ))
<Mary_jane`^> ((... You actually did that? ))
<AlcarGM> (( Yup. ))
* Mary_jane`^ walks out and shuts the door
<Mary_jane`^> "Tyler's like... 14."
<AlcarGM> Luna nods. "And had sex with the whore of bablyon and a succubus." She considers that. "I'm trying to see a downside to that."
<Mary_jane`^> "He's 14! She is a totaly craddle robber."
<Mary_jane`^> (( I almost called her a grave robber, which would have been wierd ))
<AlcarGM> (( very :p ))
<AlcarGM> Nora is making eggs. .... and nods when you arrive. "We ready?"
<Mary_jane`^> "yeah, I'm going to the zoo now."
* Mary_jane`^ saves the game
<AlcarGM> Blaise appears beside the cage, frowning. "Too many people out there for me to be certain if the wards will hold. Are we all ready?"
* Mary_jane`^ stretches her back and breathes deeply "Where's Luna?"
<AlcarGM> Nora : "Watching from the moon, I think. She said something about planning her entrance. And a wardrobe."
<AlcarGM> (( Luna comes disguised as Merlin: "Surpr ---- ack...." ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Almost. You want to drop the wards now?"
<AlcarGM> Sara snaps her fingers. "Done!
<AlcarGM> Everyone tenses.
<AlcarGM> Nothing happens.
* Mary_jane`^ looks at the seals
<Mary_jane`^> "So were your wards even doing... Anything?"
<AlcarGM> Sara: "They stopped Merlin from killing them!"
<AlcarGM> She regards the seals critically. "Maybe they need to have sex?!"
<Mary_jane`^> "They look kind of dead."
<AlcarGM> Nora hefts Thor's hammer thoughtfully.
<AlcarGM> A seal blinks owlishly.
<AlcarGM> Sara: "We could kill them and eat them!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Oh, maybe they're not."
<Mary_jane`^> "You can kill them, if you want."
<AlcarGM> You never see Lancelot move, only Phil's blade in front of you a hairsbreath from your face and then the two of them are gone, moving too fast for you to follow. Rain and thunder ad lithing are filling the air, and you can hear magic and power and bodies are falling. But, somehow, around you and Arthur it's quiet, almost calm....
<Mary_jane`^> "Just a minute."
* Mary_jane`^ closes her eyes and calls for the staff
<AlcarGM> You can almost feel it, just outside your reach. Merlin's will is keeping it from coming. And it does NOT like that.
* Mary_jane`^ pulls harder, opening her eyes and looking unhappy herself
<AlcarGM> Arthur: "I once thought they were lovers, you know, but it was love instead. Equals. Lancelot could have been .... well. No matter. What's done is done. I am here for Excalibur, woman."
<AlcarGM> The king walks towards you, ignoring the chaos and bedlam entirely. "That would be you, yes."
<Mary_jane`^> "Who is watching hell right now?"
* Mary_jane`^ goes for arthur's heart
<AlcarGM> Arthur blocks, with a smile, returning it with a thrust aimed for yours. "Merlin, I imagine. He's quite powerful. I'm amazed your friend is stopping him at all."
* Mary_jane`^ assumes her power isn't working right now
<Mary_jane`^> "Yes, well..."
<Mary_jane`^> "Camelot had to fall. Nothing lasts forever."
* Mary_jane`^ tries the truth thing on Arthur =p
<AlcarGM> (( lol. To do what? ))
<Mary_jane`^> See what Gwenevere saw, hopefully
<AlcarGM> Arthur blinks ....... your gazes lock .. and, for a moment, he stops. "I ... loved ...we couldhave ... made the world live ... if she'd ... been true.........."
* Mary_jane`^ doesn't break the gaze, but thrusts for his heart
<AlcarGM> Your blade punches through his guard and into his heart. He blinks.. confused... and his sword falls to the ground. He reaches out a hand .. hesitantly... "Guinevere?"
<Mary_jane`^> "For what it's worth Arthur... I forgive you."
<AlcarGM> Arthur: ".... as I killed you ... I am ...... love does.. .terrible things......" he slides off your sword to the ground in the rain. "I .... can't ... forgive ... my.."
<Mary_jane`^> "Love is forever."
<AlcarGM> Merlin: "You little bitch."
* Mary_jane`^ looks up, at Merlin
<AlcarGM> He is Not Happy. Seriously not happy.
<AlcarGM> Merlin: "DO you KNOW how long I planned this and you KILLED him?"
<Mary_jane`^> with cappital NH
<AlcarGM> You are in your body, unharmed, untouched, and Merlin is above you. There is blood on your sword, and a hole where power should be inside you ..... but the sword is blue, and Truth speaks .....
<AlcarGM> Light fills the world around you, drawn to truth, and from it...... something ... a cage... you need to cage Merlin ......
* Mary_jane`^ cages merlin =p
<Mary_jane`^> (( Isn't that what I was TRYING to do? ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( Thank you captain obvious =p ))
<Mary_jane`^> "We should get everyone to a hospital..."
* Mary_jane`^ pulls out her phone, and calls the police chief, checking Gabe's pulse
<AlcarGM> Nora looks where Fenrir was, then just nods....
<AlcarGM> There is a pulse. very faint, and the air around him is static ... but a pulse.
<AlcarGM> Lance Christensen answers the phone with "What now?"
<AlcarGM> Pause, then "Is your fireworks show finally over?"
<AlcarGM> Ambulances ewnter the remains of a zoo, filled with bodies, blood, and craters.....
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I think .. after this ... I am going to sleep for a week...."
* Mary_jane`^ drops the phone and looks around for pulses, lives
<Mary_jane`^> "I think, after this, i'm going to cry for a week. Remind me next time, that I hate being the savior."
<AlcarGM> Tyler is alive. Nora and you are. Gabe is .... and no one else is here. Either gone, missing..... or perhaps dead.
<AlcarGM> Nora: "At least there was something to save."
* Mary_jane`^ hugs her best friend hard
<AlcarGM> Nora returns the hug hard.... then lets go.. "What the fuck fo you mean, NEXT TIME?!"
<Chaos`^> that was fucking awsome
<alcar> lol! Glad you liked it :)
<Chaos`^> best campaign i've ever been in
<Chaos`^> it's the 1st i've actually ended on a good note
<Chaos`^> i've only ended 1 other
<alcar> LOL! That is true :)
<Chaos`^> which is the (now) 2nd best campaign
<Chaos`^> which was lolad =p
<alcar> poor Merlin though ... all his dreams, toend up,being trapped by his anima in a giant penis shaped tower with Sara......
<Chaos`^> Plus, in the end, no one died, except maybe luna and blaise but that's a maybe
<Chaos`^> you know how much I hate characters dieing =p
* alcar laughs. Yes :) Gabe WAS going to die, but he became too much fun :p
* alcar tended to make 3/4 of the plots up as they went along .. .and figure it out later. Which was fun, but sometimes confusing :p
* alcar 's original plot had Sara as God.
<alcar> in disguise :P
<alcar> because, what better disguise is there....
<Chaos`^> just no
<WarezBert> then how about the fridge is an incarnation of the dhali lama?
<alcar> "I have to go now. Tibet must be freed."
<alcar> "Dad, what?"
<alcar> "I have to fee tibet. my people are in danger."
<WarezBert> "bzzt" *dispenses ice*
<alcar> "Dad... what are you talking about?"
<alcar> "THe fridges need my aid! I can hear them, calling out over the radio waves, begging for new models!"
<alcar> Maybe not.
<WarezBert> yea lol
<WarezBert> maybe a robot that got built originally for some mundane purpose, such as one routine task... got upgraded to have a little choice/decision making in order to do that job better, then got left alone for a LONG time to go crazy.... or in this case sentient.
<WarezBert> im not clear on the difference :p
<alcar> "I can put lids on bottles. I can put lids on bottles. I CAN PUT BOTTLES ON LIDS! I AM SENTIENT NOW!"
<alcar> trying to justify sex with a clone of your sister is bound to be weird :P
<alcar> not that I speak from personal experience or anything.
<Chaos`^> I need to enlist the aide of a black hole to fix Sol
<Chaos`^> it's like old star meets new star kind of thing =p
<Chaos`^> less fix him, more make him grow up
* alcar laughs.
<alcar> That would likely be a Bad Idea :p
<Chaos`^> I imagine I could get a grey to give me a ride...
<Chaos`^> no way, that'd kick ass
<alcar> And MJ is no longer a Power., so make it Really Bad Idea, in Baliadoc Caps :)
<Chaos`^> MJ didn't have good ideas when she had power
<Chaos`^> wha tmakes you think she'll have good ones now?
<alcar> Good point :p
* WarezBert is advertising : Player Character available for rent/permanent home... toilet trained, won't make a mess of your campaign... :)
<alcar> since exactly what Merlin was imprisoned in his vague so I had the whole "tree" and nimue being a fortelling of the future.
<Baliadoc> lol, nice!
* alcar thinks it was probably needlesss complex.
<Baliadoc> eh, complexity keeps you from having to explain things ;)
<Baliadoc> easy to confuse players.
<alcar> lol. True :)
<alcar> Tho that has backfired :P
<Aerdan> life's like that.
<Baliadoc> well... i suppose no plan is failproof ;)
<Baliadoc> but if ninjas teach us anything, it's that a smoke bomb and quick feet are always a solid backup plan.
<Aerdan> then again, true witches follow the Celtic gods...
<alcar> Heh. Yeah. Right :)
<alcar> witchcraft as a magical system is full of "Do whatever you bloody well want" as far as I can tell. Like Zen magick. :p
<alcar> which would be a really strange idea.
<alcar> "I do magic by not doing magic at all. The magic that matters is the magic that is never cast. The real magicians knoews that magic is not real, nor unreal."
<alcar> or something like that.
<Baliadoc> something like that. ;)
<Chaos`GM^> Your mouth taste green and you are very thirsty. The smell of breakfast hits you like a bag of soccer balls that are made of brick. Your stomach disagrees with your legs and you fall out of bed. You don't recall letting anyone into your private kitchen, but because it is a part of the main building anyone with a key could get in.
<Rene> (( hrm, this setting have AIs? Like, to turn lights on and stuff?" ))
<Chaos`GM^> (( Absolutely! why wouldn't it!? ))
<Rene> (( Cuz you didn't want any? :p ))
* Rene attempts not to groan. "Lights." Coughs. "Lights on, please."
<Chaos`GM^> (( T'ch ))
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine comes out of her room in a skirt entirely too short and a shirt entirely too low. She has a pair of sunglasses entirely too big and her makeup is entirely too dark.
* Rene ,wisely, says nothing about any of that.
<Chaos`GM^> She smiles "Ready honey?"
<Chaos`GM^> She skips her way to the door, entirely too happy.
* Rene nods, ignoring the honey., and follows carefully, keeping an eye out for fans, mostly.
<Chaos`GM^> She goes out the door. The driver isn't there, no one called him. But that doesn't matter, because she walks. To the store.
* Rene squints at the sunlight and makes a note to compensate for that if anyone tries to kill them, though he doesn't expect any asssassin to actually bother getting up early. Which is why he's prepared for one, since if he was one he'd get up early.
<Rene> (( cyberpunk, where paranoia is an essential survival trait :p ))
<Chaos`GM^> She looks up and down the street "You know Rene. This city is boring."
<Chaos`GM^> She walks over to a parked car on the side of the street and climbs up on its roof "LOS ANGELES! LISTEN UP! I AM JASMINE! WHO WANTS TO HEAR ME SING?"
<Chaos`GM^> She throws her hands in the air and a crowd begins to gather "Is that really her?" They ask "THE jasmine? It looks like her from the tv. Probably a look alike though."
<Rene> "Being alive is not boring," very carefully. "People DO have a tendancy to try and kill famous people? Especially the more... obsessive fans."
<Chaos`GM^> She looks down "Don't worry I know what I'm doing."
* Rene looks for the most probable areas for people to shoot her from while she's on the car and comes up with too many for his liking. "I very much doubt that. We have the water. Let's go insane."
<Rene> err, inside :P
<Chaos`GM^> She begins to dance on the car and sing one of her more signature songs "Fuck you asswipe"
<Chaos`GM^> Which doesn't get much air time
<Rene> (( .. hopes he's getting paid a LOT to body guard her :P ))
* Rene blinks. "What's wrong?" sharply.
<Chaos`GM^> "Make it stop!" She yells from her knees
* Rene helps her up, assuming she isn't wounded, and looks around for . .whatever she is referring to
<Chaos`GM^> Besides the smoke coming from down the street and people running around like the world is about to end, nothing special.
<Rene> "Make what stop?"
<Chaos`GM^> "Take me home. Please."
* Rene helps her up. And does so.
<Rene> Assuming someone didn't, say, blow it up as part of a piece of performance art.
<Chaos`GM^> "i don't know, don't you have a safehouse somewhere or something? You know the whole spy thing don't you?"
<Rene> "No, I don't. Know the spy thing, that is. And I do own a small place. Mostly for storage, and family if they visit."
<Chaos`GM^> "We need to go there. I need to hide. They can't find me..."
<Rene> "A former employer bought it for me. Under another name, because he was paranoid, but since someone did bomb his tooth brush and blow the side of his face off, not paranoid enough. It could be traced to me."
<Chaos`GM^> She takes off the crossbow and drops it on the floor
* Rene winces.
<Chaos`GM^> She has tears in her eyes but doesn't cry audibly
<Rene> "A weapon isn't to be treated ...." *sighs* "Jasmine?" carefully, ignoring the small voice saying he shouldn't be familiar when on duty. "What is this place? Who is after you, and why?"
<Chaos`GM^> She looks up, and looks like a lost puppy. She doesn't say anything, she only looks at you.
* Rene just waits, trying for calm, reminding himself they were "just" weapons. It's not like they had names. Wait. They did. Tries for calm again and mostly succeeds.
<Chaos`GM^> "I just KNOW i have to be here. I KNOW they're comming, I KNOW that they're inside of your appartment now. I KNOW there are five of them. I don't know how, or why."
* Rene almost says something possibly sarcastic ..... then blinks, calm vanishing behind a sudden stilliness. "Five of what?"
* Rene reminds himself it could be a coincidence. "Have you felt this ... instinct ... before?"
<Chaos`GM^> She rocks on the bucket. The metal ground clinks lightly.
* Rene is quietly relieved and relaxes a little. "So. We are runing from five ... people. Only, you don't know why. Or to where. Or if there are kin fact people."
<Rene> "I had been hoping you'd contradict some of that."
<Rene> "Such as a speculation as to why people want to dead?"
<Chaos`GM^> She nods
<Rene> (( They're music critics. I just know it. ))
<Chaos`GM^> "He'll be mad at me, because of what happened."
<Rene> "Who will be?"
<Chaos`GM^> "I don't know. SOmeone close to me... Old... I looked up to him... I don't know it's something important."
<Chaos`GM^> , after know =p
<Rene> (( lol. Okay. I was getting worried trying to parse that :p ))
<Chaos`GM^> No, it's just a loose piece of floor
* Rene loosens it to see if anything is under it.
<Chaos`GM^> You lift it up slightly, Jasmine steps on it quickly nearly crushing your fingers "Wait!"
* Rene looks up. "Yes?"
<Chaos`GM^> She stares at the floor "SOmething important..."
* Rene looks at her, then at the floor. "Well?"
<Chaos`GM^> "A knife. Give me a knife."
* Rene givs her his eighth-best knife, in case she damanges it.
<Chaos`GM^> She types in the year, the screen flashes error and goes back to counting down, 20 seconds
<Chaos`GM^> "The letters, something about them."
<Chaos`GM^> (( Where did you get 1 9 15 1? ))
<Rene> (( vowels in Arizona :p ))
<Rene> (( only thing I could think of. ))
<Chaos`GM^> (( So close... ))
<GeminiRai> d00d, there's four words that shouldn't be on the bucket:P
<GeminiRai> All of them have less than 9 letters
* GeminiRai raves
<alcar> oh! LOL!
<alcar> Damn. I was making it way too complicated :P
* alcar was removing vowels, cutting out vowels and letters that duplicated....
<alcar> it's why I really suck at riddles :)
<Rene> it should have a singularity.
<Rene> or a black hole, at the least.
<Rene> Give new meaning to a briefcase bomb
<Rene> actually, I think in a cyberpunk world meme bombs would make the most sense.
<Rene> sort of like idea.
<Rene> ideas that spread, via Dawkins book about selfish genes, iirc.
* Rene asks google for teh specifics.
<Rene> A unit of cultural information, such as a cultural practice or idea, that is transmitted verbally or by repeated action from one mind to another.
<Rene> So, say, you could have meme bombs making people insane ,or going into cannibalistic orgies
<Rene> Or do alien invasions via memes.
<Chaos`GM^> cannibalistic orgies?
<Rene> Well,orgies is perhaps not the best word for it :P
<Rene> feasts? Make people in a crowd devour each other and the like.
<Chaos`GM^> where is your mind?
<Chaos`GM^> cannibalistic orgies?
<Chaos`GM^> I can imagine it too, is the sad part
* Rene 's mind is .... special :P
* Chaos`GM^ shivers
* Rene picks a random second hand store, and has Jasmine get something ... normal. Bland. But with lots of free movement for running away, if it becomes necessary.
<Rene> (( Victorian dress and high heels, baby! ))
<Rene> "Do you know any meddocs who'd do a favour?"
<Chaos`GM^> "What? I don't know anyone... I mean there's some singers and stuff but I think everyone either wants me dead, or wants the money." She seems distracted from her pain to yell at you
<Rene> "You're famous. Of course you know people ... and what money?"
<Rene> (( Now that you're hurt, helpless, got my place blown up and are insane .. .no. I wouldn't sell you for money. Though the player is all for it ;P ))
<Chaos`GM^> "Nothing. We need a doctor. Don't you know any doctors? Something? An EMT? I'm hurt damnit!" She moves her foot to stamp it on the ground she's laying on, but it hurts and she screams
<Chaos`GM^> (( She's not very smart I'm affraid =( ))
<Rene> (( so I've noticed :P ))
<Rene> The meddoc should call himself Dr. Who. And his lab the tardis :p
<Chaos`GM^> I refuse
<Rene> awwww :p
<Rene> Dr. Steve?
<Chaos`GM^> How about
<Chaos`GM^> The spin doctor?
<Rene> "We do NOT have time for games here, Jasmine. What in the name of Saint Gibson is going on?"
<Chaos`GM^> She frowns and hands you a scotch "I suppose I have alot of questions, but you seem to know more of what's going on than I do. I would like to know my name, though."
<Chaos`GM^> "I doubt it's Yang. Though they did say I was married... Are you my husband?"
* Rene puts the scotch down. "No. I am Rene. Your bodyguard. Now quit being foolish."
<Chaos`GM^> "Rene? Sounds like a woman's name... Am I a lesbian?"
<Chaos`GM^> She looks you over "You don't look like a woman, but you never can tell with Lesbians."
* Rene doesn't shake her. .... yet. "I wouldn't know. Now stop acting like you lost your memory and give me some answers here."
<Chaos`GM^> "What do you want me to tell you?"
* Rene starts ticking things off on his fingers. "One, why we're here. Two, how you knew to come here. Three, who is after you. Four, why. And lastly, how much of a bonus am I getting for this?"
* Rene is assuming OOCly she's the kind of person would WOULD fake amnesia to get out of answering a question she didn't want to :p
<Chaos`GM^> She looks through the rest of the bag, pulling out the pistol and ammo
<Chaos`GM^> She sets them lightly on the bed, holding them like a bottle of nitro
* Rene looks as well.
<Rene> "I hope this sparks memories. Perhaps of your last trip to a mall at Christmas time?"
* Rene checks the name on the card
<Chaos`GM^> Yin Yang
* Rene looks at it. "Hah."
<Chaos`GM^> She looks at you "What?"
<Rene> "The name."
<Chaos`GM^> She looks at it "Is it funny?"
<Rene> "Somewhat. Old fashioned. Do you know how to use these weapons?"
<Chaos`GM^> "I suppose it's like riding a bike?"
<Rene> "I have no idea what a bike is, but I don't see why not. AI, is there a shooting range in the hotel?"
<Chaos`GM^> There's a silence as the AI contemplates your sanity, then "No."
<Rene> (( it's cyberpunk :p I don't see why there wouldn;'t be one :) ))
<Rene> "Do you have a camera in the hallway?"
<Chaos`GM^> "No. I have a scanner."
<Rene> "Can you scan whoever is out there?" patiently.
<Chaos`GM^> "It's not Mrs. Yang."
* Rene pauses. "Could that be because Mrs. Yang is in the room right now?"
<Chaos`GM^> "Yes, also the scan does not register as Mrs. Yang."
<Chaos`GM^> She cringes again, pulls the trigger and misses again.
<Rene> "Look. You left it for a reason. Don't think. Just do."
<Chaos`GM^> She looks at you oddly "Let's see YOU do it!"
<Rene> "I don't use guns."
<Rene> "They're unfair."
<Rene> "and not .... civilized. A sword is. A sword you can see, and respond to. Guns just murder. A sword is art."
<Rene> (( realizes belatedly that Rene would have made a fun jedi, and ponders jedi in cyberpunk :p ))
<Chaos`GM^> "What? You don't know how to use it and you're telling me to just do it?"
* Rene frowns. "I know *how* to. I merely choose not to."
<Rene> "It is a matter of honour in battle."
<Chaos`GM^> You walk outside, into the light of midday. The streets are busy with people going to their lunch hour. A man runs through the crowd toward you. He is looking behind him, and you see two police officers chasing him.
<Chaos`GM^> You get the feeling you should be remembering something important right now...
<Rene> (( well that's a useless feeling :p ))
<Chaos`GM^> "They didn't notice us. You ok?"
<Chaos`GM^> She nods "You get hurt?"
<Chaos`GM^> SHe walks toward the Hotel
* Rene shrugs. "Unless he cut me with some strange drug, yes."
* Rene also typed dog for drug the first time, by accident :p
<Rene> (( that would have been really strange :p "NO! Not a poodle!" ))
<Chaos`GM^> There is none, except a few non perishables such as instant mashed tomatoes and a chocolate bar.
<Chaos`GM^> (( and no tomatoes was not a typo =p ))
<Rene> (( .. right. ))
<Chaos`GM^> AI: "Excuse me, there seems to be..." Pausing "Five people outside that are not Mrs. Yang."
* Rene blinks. "Can you say anything else about them?"
<Chaos`GM^> "They haven't knocked. They seem to be standing. I don't have much more information."
<Rene> "Jasmine, your AI has no name. Would you like to name it?"
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine looks at you oddly "What? Uhm... Why?"
<Rene> "Because it's yours?"
<Chaos`GM^> "Oh ah... What's a good name for a computer?"
<Chaos`GM^> AI: "I rather like Gary."
<Rene> "Hal? Skynet? Chaos? .. or Gary."
<Chaos`GM^> She blinks and goes to the briefcase and checks everything in it, and grabs her bag and puts it on the table.
<Chaos`GM^> She looks at you "Well?"
* Rene tapes a deep breath. "Find cover, and be careful."
* Rene gos over and knocks on the door.
* Rene gets out of the way of it after that, swords out :)
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine hides under the table
<Chaos`GM^> Gary: "Someone seems to have knocked on the door."
<Rene> "Yes, if you don't mind.:"
<Chaos`GM^> You hear gary muffled through the door...
* Rene marvels that for an insanely expensive room they skimped on the ai
<Chaos`GM^> She goes to bed, and after a good hour there is another knock on the door
* Rene opens the door.
<Chaos`GM^> Five men are standing outside in black suits looking around the hallway
* Rene closes the door :P
<Rene> "SOrry, we don't want any."
<Rene> (( <-- is dead :p ))
<Chaos`GM^> The door closes as they realize it was opened, they look at you and are gone behind the door
<Chaos`GM^> Gary: "Would you like me to send them away?"
<Rene> "Ah, if possible, or ask what their business is?"
<Chaos`GM^> You get the feeling there is something important you should be remembering...
* Rene is getting used to this feeling :p
<Chaos`GM^> Your left arm goes numb and your blood feels cold comming from your shoulder.
* Rene doesn't plan to get used to this one :P
* Rene shakes his head, dismissing it. "Where are we?"
<Chaos`GM^> "SOme country manner. Evidently there's a man here that's a natural enemy of Mr. Snow. He said we can stay for two days."
* Rene nbods. "Well. Shall we go meet him?"
<Chaos`GM^> "Uhm... I'd rather not."
* Rene blinks. "Why not?"
<Chaos`GM^> "Well, I overheard the agents talking to him. He doesn't seem to pleasant."
<Rene> "Most people aren't. And if this Mr. Snow is after you, we need to learn something about him."
* Rene grins. "Besides, you can generally judge a person by their enemies."
<Chaos`GM^> "He could be after you. Maybe that's why you fell unconsceous."
* Rene frowns, then nods. "Perhaps. BUt I have no idea why. You, on the other hand, are a mystery. People like to solve those."
<Chaos`GM^> "You want to solve me?"
<Rene> (( Rene's player wanders off to plot the Mystery Machine and gang in cyberpunk.... ))
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine leans back and flips the chanell
<Chaos`GM^> "Crappy news, nothing happy on those things."
<Rene> "Well, there is the secret of life."
<Rene> "Mind you, I wouldn't trusy anything coming from an academic. He probably discovered sex."
<Rene> "The secret of life is the discovery of interlocking compo - ooh - components for . ..ahhh .... reproduction." "Professor hound?" "ooh... err .. yes?" "Is there a reason you are being serviced my a prostitute below the table during our interview?" "Secret of life, my good man." "You .. never had sex before." "Well, once. But I was busy taking notes."
<Rene> so, that's not going to be his message? :p
* Rene raises an eyebrow. "Who is Snow, anyway?"
<Chaos`GM^> "Terrible violent man. Would you like some tea?"
* Rene nods. "We'd love some. Do you know what he does, or why he might be after us?"
<Chaos`GM^> "No idea, i just know that we hate eachother. Snow isn't his real name, but thats how he signs his letters."
<Chaos`GM^> Your host walks toward the kitchen.
* Rene follows. "What do you hate him for?"
<Chaos`GM^> "Because he keeps trying to kill me. I don't take too lightly to that."
* Rene nods. "What did you do to him?"
<Chaos`GM^> "No idea."
<Rene> "It would seem we have that in common, then."
<Chaos`GM^> "Good, I'm glad not to be alone." He says this sarcasticly. He leads you into the kitchen and begins some water for tea.
<Rene> (( Damn. Sometimes I wish Rene was more cyberpunk and'd just kill this fellow so Mr. Snow leaves them alone :) ))
* Rene thanks him, and finds some healing stuff, and uses it on himself and Jasmine.
<Chaos`GM^> healing stuff?
<Chaos`GM^> You pull out some holy water and throw it on your head and say a prayer.
<Rene> nanoboobs, whatever else :P
<Rene> ... nanobots.
<Rene> damn weird typo :p
<Chaos`GM^> yes well now I know where your mind is...
<Rene> (( definitely not on boobs :p ))
<Chaos`GM^> (( Freudian slip ))
<Rene> (( gets a better belt. ))
<Chaos`GM^> (( I could say so many things to the belt comment, but I'll let it slide ))
<Rene> (( :p ))
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine is staring at the window "Is he supposed to be doing that?" As you enter. She doesn't turn to watch you walk in.
* Rene looks out the window
<Chaos`GM^> There seems to be what looks like a butler, on the green lawn, he is dancing with... A dead dog...
* Rene blinks.
<Rene> "I have no idea."
* Rene watches
<Chaos`GM^> "Should I shoot him?"
* Rene stares at Jasmine. "... Why?"
<Chaos`GM^> He's doing a waltz. There seems to be a stereo near him, but you can't hear anything
<Chaos`GM^> "Well he's insane and he might go postal and kill everyone."
<Rene> "That applies to most everyone you meet. We can ask our host."
<Chaos`GM^> "If I should shoot him?"
* Rene nods. "Exactly. I imagine he is short on butlers."
<Chaos`GM^> He walks outside and to the edge of the patio and watches the butler tango with the dog
* Rene watches both him, and the butler.
<Chaos`GM^> The old man has an open mouth and the butler seems to have found a rose that he is biting and trying to get the dog to take from him
<Rene> "I take it this is not a normal occurence?"
<Chaos`GM^> The old man shakes his head "What the hell?"
<Chaos`GM^> The old man walks out to the lawn "Hey, what the hell are you doing?"
<Chaos`GM^> The butler looks at him "I'm ending the session!"
* Rene looks for atttackers! Because he is kind of paranoid.
<Rene> "No, you're not! SHOOT HIM, JASMINE!"
<Chaos`GM^> Ok, we last left our heros watching a butler dance with a dead dog, and the master of the manor, who's bushy white hair and beard block the view is yelling at his butler, asking him what he's doing.
<Chaos`GM^> The butler stops and regards the White puffball with a look, and answers "I'm dancing, can't you see that?"
* Rene is looking for people with guns. Or darts. Since he thinks it is a Trap.
<Chaos`GM^> Erm... You are totally paranoid
<Chaos`GM^> No guns, no darts, no people.
* Rene has a client to protect. If he is not paranoid, he does not get paid :p
<Chaos`GM^> A nice tango song comes on, and the butler takes the rose from the dead dog's mouth and dances in a nice tango. The puffball of a man is staring in amazement, he fixes his hair and looks at you "I believe he's quite mad."
<Rene> (( pictures arguging with the estate of the deceased over payment of monies owed..... ))
<Rene> "I trust you have a spare butler?"
<Chaos`GM^> Old man: "What? No! No, I don't keep spares in closets just in case."
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine: "Should I shoot him now?"
<Chaos`GM^> The butler throws the rose at you from his teeth and keeps dancing
* Rene regards the rose as if it was a bomb.
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine: "You were supposed to catch it, you know."
<Rene> "Oh. My last employer did. Then again, she was rather strange and did the same thing with lovers, and her parents. Clones and memory implantation, mostly. I never did want to know the details."
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine: "Shall we dance as well? The music is rather captivating."
<Rene> "And be poisoned?" to Jasmine. "Obviously *something* went wrong with him. Tho I fail to see how Mr. Snow, or anyone, could benefit by driving a Butler insane ... perhaps it was a random effect nanite plague?"
<Chaos`GM^> The old man regards jasmine much like he did the butler, or perhaps how he would a piece of bread that has turned green.
<Chaos`GM^> Old Man: "I would call the dogs on him, but he trained them. Plus he's holding a dead one hostage."
<Rene> "... hostage?"
<Rene> btw, the idea of a dead dog being a hostage is kinda stupid :p I mean, you don't kill a dogand say "Don't come near me!" to a pack of trained killers and expect it to work :)
<Chaos`GM^> He isn't really a hostage
<Chaos`GM^> It was the old man being sarcastic =p
<Rene> Ah. That didn't come through well, then :)
<Chaos`GM^> I mean, how would you feel if you saw the man who serves your food was suddenly dancing with a dead dog?
<Rene> With luck I shall never have to find out.
<Chaos`GM^> The old man watches the window to the world that is on the door
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine finishes her meal and lays down "I think it's going to be a while." You hear gunshots "Yeah, I also think you need to invest in new dogs."
<Rene> "How many dogs are there?"
<Chaos`GM^> Old man: "About twenty... Maybe twenty five, i don't remember."
<Rene> "Do you have any cameras of the yard?"
<Chaos`GM^> He nods "But we can't see them from here. This is a safe room, you don't watch tv in a safe room. YOu sit and worry about your future and remember suddenly that you forgot to install an oxygen tank and that you have twenty minutes before the ari runs out."
<Aerdan> . o O (*snerk*)
* Rene stares at him. "Then HOW IS THIS ROOM SAFE?!"
<Chaos`GM^> He shrugs "I suppose we'll have to ask whatever higher power you believe in when our air runs out."
<Rene> "... and that air comment was serious?" very slowly
<Chaos`GM^> You hear more gunshots, and a guard hits the window with a scream, and is dragged downward with a few growls at knee level coming through the door
<Rene> "I hope you have weapons in here?"
<Chaos`GM^> Old man: "No, it's locked for a reason."
* Rene is calm. Almost happy, even, since something is happening, and he likes paranoia to be vindicated.
* Rene pauses. Stares at the old man. "Doors can be unlocked, you know."
* Rene is now seriously wondering how this person survived assassination attempts.
<Chaos`GM^> Well, they never got THIS FAR before... Snow wasn't after him that badly =p
<Chaos`GM^> but he REALLY wants you...
<Rene> (( Rene is ignoring the voice in his head saying "you know, this is all YOUR fault.". Becasuse it might not be, and doesn't matter if it is :) ))
<Chaos`GM^> You climb into the SUV. The dogs sit and watch you, wondering why you're leaving them at home this time. They look like lost puppies.
<Rene> How big is the SUV?
<Rene> "Do you want to bring the dogs? They look lonely."
<Chaos`GM^> It could hold about 8 people comfortably.
<Chaos`GM^> Old man: "What? are you insane? They might eat us!"
<Rene> ... as if he hadn't killed two of them.
<Rene> "They did defend the homestead," with a shrug. "But you're probably right."
<Chaos`GM^> we last left our erm... Hero... In an SUV speeding away toward LA at unknown speeds. You're fairly sure you don't want to know the speeds. Jasmine sits in the passenger seat with a high powered rifle resting on her shoulder and you sit in the back seat staring at three dogs who are not, currently, talking.
<Rene> (( Cyberpunk has heroes?! :p ))
<Chaos`GM^> Stop making fun of my cyberpunk!
<Rene> "You just shot four people. Or less. I trust you are aware of this?" sarcastically.
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine:"I what?"
* Rene stares.
<Chaos`GM^> The old man looks at her, considers throwing her out, but decides it's better to drive, hoping the fifth isn't on lookout below.
<Rene> "See Hotel. See Jasmine lift up gun. See people in hotel. See Jasmine shoot people. See varoious Spots die. I trust you are following this?"
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine:"I think I got them both. The spotter and the shooter that is. They were after another in my line of site."
<Rene> (( "The dogs." ))
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine:"The spotter and shooter. One of them uhm... I don't know... There were five... I think. It's hard to remember..."
<Rene> "Okay. How did you know there were five people there?"
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine seems to be thinking rather hard about something... SHe scratches her head and looks around "Why aren't we at the mansion?"
* Rene stares at his boss.
* Rene does NOT hit her.
<Rene> "What do you mean?"
<Chaos`GM^> "I was laying in bed watching the news, next thing I know I'm--Why is there a rifle in my lap?"
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine:"You say I've killed five people. I don't remember it. And all of a sudden I wake up from watching the news to... Sitting next to Santa... And what is that smell?"
<Rene> "probably the dogs."
<Chaos`GM^> She sniffs
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine:"Dogs? When did we get dogs?"
<Rene> "You wanted seeing eye dogs. Because you're really blind," very sarcastically.
* Rene frowns. "Jasmine, call the hotel and see if you still have the room you had...."
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine:"Is that an order, sir?"
<Chaos`GM^> She sounds really, very sarcastic
<Rene> "No. It is the only place you have that hasn't blown up. Assuming you didn't break the lease and forget to tell yourself."
<Chaos`GM^> You hear teeth grinding and she grabs the console phone and stares at it
<Rene> the employer/employee relationship is breaking down :p
<Chaos`GM^> She gives you a sideways glare and dials information, asking for the number, then calls the hotel
<Chaos`GM^> "This is Mrs. Yang. Is my room still ready? Yes? Good. Thanks."
<Chaos`GM^> SHe hangs up
<Chaos`GM^> "It's still there. It hasn't Blown Up yet." In Baliadoc Patented Caps.
<Chaos`GM^> You there?
<Chaos`GM^> just making sure
<Chaos`GM^> I was begining to think I was playing with myself...
<Chaos`GM^> ... that didn't come out right
<Chaos`GM^> Reporter: "--o reports on the assailants of this disasters, we'll keep you posted. again if you just tuned in, it seems that a large missile base in washington was attacked just moments ago, we are not sure yet as to the missile's function--wait... ... I'm getting reports that the base was part of the asteroid defense system."
<Rene> "Seems the government failed."
<Chaos`GM^> Riley: "Everyone was busy in Texas."
<Chaos`GM^> Reporter: "This base was a satalite of the Texas system used for testing. I am being told that the missiles were all set to destroy themselves just moments before the place blew up. The crater you see is..." there's a pause "This can't be right, one moment while I get confirmation of that. I am now being told that the country is all on high alert. If you are watching this Stay indoors and do not venture into the public, allow the police to work."
<Chaos`GM^> (( I like the part about if you're watching this... I actually heard that once... ))
<Chaos`^> btw, when I saw apportation I read 'abortion'
<Chaos`^> that's why luna's insane...
<alcar> That would be an interesting use of magic...
<Chaos`GM^> You almost get the distinct feeling that you are not being followed.
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine: "Me sit still? Anyway, I think we could join the police force."
<Rene> "Why the police?"
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine: "Because it's the most dangerous. Sounds exciting."
<Rene> "... okay, then."
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine: "you don't think so?"
<Rene> "Well, dangerous can be good. Except that I'm your bodyguard. It might be harder to guard you in a fitre fight with Scientologists or Buddhist mercenaries."
<Chaos`GM^> She considers this...
<Chaos`GM^> The gm considers adding them...
<Rene> (( guerrilla buddhist mercenaries rock, man! ))
<Chaos`GM^> Man in center: "We are the big boys, and with great power comes great responsibility, you are all to report to myself, or one of these men. Get to know them. Your jurisdiction is throughout the entire city and, after a scan of your qualifications, you will all outrank other militia throughout the city. Wear your rank insignia and read the book to learn them, you'll need it."
<Rene> (( "POWER! You give me power! First, the militia! SOON - THE WHOLE WORLD WIL BE MINE! MINE FOR THE TAKING! MIINNE! MWAHAHAHA!" proabably wouldn't go over well, eh? :p ))
<Chaos`GM^> (( no... ))
<Chaos`GM^> The soldiers begin scanning IDs, giving the name and their field rank.
<Chaos`GM^> A man walks up to you, opens his hand for an ID, and pulls up a scanner.
* Rene hands it to him, of course.
<Rene> (( "No, you can't have it! It's mine!" .. would be a bad reaction. Must .. be .. Rene.... ))
<Rene> (( for some reason by brain is chanelling comic book super villain tonight. ))
<Chaos`GM^> (( Yeah... ))
<Chaos`GM^> He stands and walks over to Jasmine, who hands him her ID.
* Rene wonders what exists that is not genetically bred, but refrains from asking.
<Chaos`GM^> He scans it "Mrs. Wu... You're married?" He raises an eyebrow at you. "Hmm... One moment, please." He walks over to the commanding officer.
* Rene looks at Jasmine and raises an eyebrow.
<Chaos`GM^> They have a conversation, the commanding officer walks over to Jasmine and looks her over, and looks at the scanner again. He rescans the ID and scrolls through it.
<Chaos`GM^> He hmms and looks Jasmine over again
<Chaos`GM^> "Wu... I'll have to make a call on this one. Continue."
<Rene> (( "It's okay. She's married to me." *Pets dogs* "We had boys." ))
<Rene> (( pity Rene'd never say that normally :p ))
<Chaos`GM^> Your tentmate is an ordinary looking, middle aged man, clean shaven with small glasses. He has long dark hair that is well kept, and he wears a standard issue Flak jacket and has his clothes as well kept as his hair.
* Rene nods to him. "Good evening. I'm Rene."
<Chaos`GM^> He seems to be reading the book of five rings, by Miyamoto Musashi. On the floor by him is a large, heavy looking .50 caliber rifle, and two large automatic pistols.
<Chaos`GM^> (( Rene Wu... hmm... ))
<Dev> ((OMFG ITS ME :P))
<Rene> (( .. It is?! CAN I KILL HIM? PLEAASSE? ))
<Rene> (( :p ))
<Rene> (( "But, sir, it was Kentari in disguise. You don't know what he's really like!" ))
<Chaos`GM^> Marcus pulls out his pistol quickly and shoves it into the man's eye "Listen kid, this is martial law, we are either going to like you or hate you. And we don't let the people we hate live very long."
* Rene sighs. "It's Martial Law. It's called that because the military is in charge. We are part of that. So, effectively, we can kill you. You were going to kill each other anyway, after all."
<Rene> "So talk. Now. Or we make you get up and dance."
<Chaos`GM^> Man1: "Fuck you. If you could have killed me you would have done it already. Where are my brothers man? Let my people go!"
<GeminiRai> You're going to have a cyberpunk game that focusses on people having kids and making them into dogs?
<alcar> No, on the whole genetic/anything stuff.
<alcar> The whole 'if it can be done to rats, it can be done to people. and peope would do it'. Whole face lifts/body lifts/weird bodies and the like.
<alcar> if you can grow new armds, and have nanites made to grow the arm for you however you like it.
<GeminiRai> Everyone can be Rene
* GeminiRai nods
<GeminiRai> Or Rene with 8 arms and natural blades for fingers
<alcar> well, cybernetic stuff would be good for armies, and the like. Soldiers would HAVE to stay in service, just to pay for parts/upkeep/all of that.
<alcar> They'd be like Windows :P
<GeminiRai> Well, you can quit, but they'd take away all your cybernetic stuff
<GeminiRai> which wouldn't leave you with much.
* alcar nods. And I'd assume are made so that they can't get nanites, or whatever. Or it becomes really expensive.
<alcar> growing new arms'd be easier than liver etc.
<alcar> or cheaper at least.
<alcar> and nanites could always get fried/shut down/whatever'd.
<alcar> nanite plague, and people start melting and sprouting random limbs....
<alcar> turn everyone in a 4 block radius's blood to acid. Stuff like that :p
<GeminiRai> And suddenly the people who don't trust technology are looking pretty good
* alcar nods. Yeah. Luddites rule the world!
<alcar> would be anicely screwed up ending to a CP campaign
<Chaos`^> i think
<Chaos`^> the problem with D&D
<Chaos`^> is that it's too popular with bad players
<Chaos`^> it's an entry level system
<Chaos`^> a bad player can become a good player, and graduate to better systems... better meaning that the good players play them.
<Chaos`^> Take Risus for example ^^
<kentari> D&D is the star trek of fantasy
<kentari> sure, it is cool for a beginner
<kentari> but it quickly becomes cliche
<Fennec> Paranoia is a game where you suck up to the GM more than anything else, I think :)
<Renelle> You'd think that I'd hate Paranoia from that, but I don't
<Chaos`^> I just watched trinity blood
<Chaos`^> it's a good show
<alcar> whats it about?
<Chaos`^> it's a post apocolyptic vampire/religion/politics thing
<Chaos`^> it's about a priest that's a vampire's vampire
<alcar> a vampire's vampire?
<Chaos`^> yeah, he sucks the blood of vampires
* alcar would think most vampire'd do that. They're predators, after all.
<Chaos`^> it's kind of cool
<Chaos`^> and kind of wierd
<Chaos`^> think of it as a vegetarian cannibal then =p
<Rene> yes! Anyone with a gun going to face other people with guns counts as a friend. Especially if they're willing to be a human shield.
<Chaos`GM^> Rene has issues
<Chaos`GM^> atleast he's lost his paranoia
<Rene> Oh, that is pure Alcar :p Rene is nice. he'd never use someone has a human shield unless they were a) bad or b) already dead.
<Chaos`GM^> or c) not human?
<Rene> "Hmm," after a few hours of watching. "I wonder when we get replaced."
<Chaos`GM^> "When they get what?"
<Chaos`GM^> Marcus: "I imagine the people comming in and out periodically are the replacements."
<Chaos`GM^> He looks down the sights of his gun...
<Rene> "No, I mean us. Surely they have a night shift. Or at least a shift tomorrow..."
<Chaos`GM^> Marcus thinks about this a minute "I imagine we would get replaced, if we told anyone where we were."
* Rene grins. "There is that, as well."
<Rene> <Rene> "Marcus shot people, we questioned two, I killed them, and we watched a warehouse. Rather boring, really. You?" .. hmm. Boring was not the best word choice :p
<Chaos`GM^> The first voice replies, "We were stuck doing cleanup in camp today. I think the old man is hiding something. Like some viagra. Did you see his partner? I can't believe those two. They're like a newly married couple."
<Chaos`GM^> The second voice: "What's a viagra?"
<Chaos`GM^> First: "It's like a hot dog. Old people use it to have fun with women."
<Chaos`GM^> Second: "You mean like frisbee?"
* Rene looks back to where the dogs are talking ... and jut shakes his head
* Rene swears softly, then throws a knife at the guard, aiming to knock him out between the eyes. UNless he's, say, cyborged, ijn which case through the head.
<Chaos`GM^> Marcus: "you go first. I'll back you up from a distance. I'm not very good at close quarters."
* Rene nods, and calmly walks towards the fight.
<Rene> (( "You're not? What do you do in bed with your wife, then?" ))
<Chaos`GM^> (( "Shoot from a distance." >< ))
<Rene> (( hehe ))
* Rene throws knives! Aiming to kill, because they were really rude.
<Chaos`GM^> they belong to a gang... Did you expect them to have brains?
<Chaos`GM^> You hit the men comming after you. Are you throwing knives at the others?
<Rene> Well, no, but I did expect them to have an adequate survival instinct :p
<Rene> Nah, going to the fight with swords, after retreiving knives. Swords make a better impression, after all.
<Chaos`GM^> you're about to kill them... Yet I'll be damned if they're not impressed.
<Chaos`GM^> LoL you gunna just kill them all or leave a few?
<Rene> Sword = more chance they'll change their mind and actually stop. A knife in the head or heart isn't as much of an option :p
<Rene> leave a few alive, or each gang, with a really stern warning.
<Rene> rally stern = not dead. Mising limbs are okay.
<Rene> "What are the practical advantages to not having to distill liqueur?"
<Chaos`GM^> He shrugs "The smell in the air... you can bottle it before it's fermented... And if you sell it before it's alcohol it's still legal, technically, so you won't get caught."
* Rene nods slowly. "How did they find you?"
<Chaos`GM^> He looks up "Are you kidding? I'm famous!"
<Rene> "I've never heard of you. Possibly because I don't know your name. I'm Rene. And you are...?
<alcar> Tho Rene isn't good at actual cop work, in terms of stopping riots :P
<alcar> killing everyone involved did work, but isn't exactly a practical solution.
<Chaos`^> no, not really
<Chaos`^> but, martial law really isn't a practical solution
<alcar> Heh. Sadly, things like "So in my game you Sanity stat measures your manliness. The less Sanity pINts you have the more gay you are." make me WANT to run a CoC game and use that.
<alcar> The Deep One minces towards you, spinning around on ballet slippers, the entrails of the ballet dance they were made from trialoing behind like frills.
<kentari> that is so sweet :P
<alcar> Trevor was fun. Having a character one never played become an npc in another game is quite amusing :p
<kentari> He was the funnest character I've never played
<Caltak> I'm thinking we'd probably have code names also... That way, the real names give us a sence of humanity, and the code names sound really tough and menacing and are good for shouting to each other in combat. :P
* Rene nods. Yeah.
<Caltak> I mean, you don't want to be shouting orders to the elite genetically enginered soldier named Eugene. It seems weird.
* Rene considers. "We don't really have anything to report..... best go on. Though you might need to borrow the guns from some corpses for extra bullets."
<Chaos`GM^> He puts the gun behind his back and grins "Wrong size. I should be fine, I'll just have to take a few two to one."
* Rene returns the grin, deliberastely not looking at Scream's corpse and reminding himself it was just a dog .. but even so, he'll mourn later. Killing is a good way to start.
<Rene> "We need to find out where the second gang is, then, otherwise eliminating one won't help much."
<Chaos`GM^> Marcus walks out of the room.
* Rene follows, not looking back.
* Rene reflects that not looking back is a good motto given his line of work, and buries the thought. He'll deal with everything later. If there is one.
<Chaos`GM^> Marcus: "I bet if we ask one of those ah... Crows or whatever, the ones doing the alcohol.. I'm sure they have some idea where their enemies are. Otherwise they're stupid. Either way it will answer a question."
<Rene> Hope killing hound (if he is really dead) didn't ruin any plots.
<Chaos`GM^> Yes and no
<Chaos`GM^> I had a contengency
<Chaos`GM^> I DID order you to kill him
* Rene wantred to get him to examine Jasmine. But couldn't give much away with Marcus there ....
<Chaos`GM^> I can't expect you not to =p
* Rene nods :P Rene is going ot have achat with ,whoever is charge over that ;p
* Rene nods, eying the dumpster to see if they could move it in front of the side door.
<Chaos`GM^> you could, but any reasonable cyborg could just kick it across the alley and out of the way
<Rene> Street gang. Doubt they got cyborgs :p
<Chaos`GM^> Well, I suppose he's not reasonable if he's kicking giant heaps of trash and dead boddies around, but you get the point =p
* Rene nods :p
* Rene shifts it in front ofd the door anyway.
<Chaos`GM^> Marcus: "How do you suggest we start a fire, though?"
<Chaos`GM^> Marcus: "you smoke?"
* Rene shakes his head "Only when I'm on fire. No explosive rounds?"
<Chaos`GM^> He shakes his head "I normally shoot at people with my guns."
<Caltak> I want to be stealthy, but I don't think adding a lot to Espionage just to be good at stealth seems right even though stealth could be considered part of it; on the other hand, making them seperate seems like a waste of that 1 die in Espionage.
<Rene> well, the 1 die is free :p
<Caltak> Yeah, but just because something's free doesn't mean it's valueless.
* Rene nods. Could just say it' what he concentrated on.
<Rene> "I removed his head," flatly. "It was quicker, and over. Not a lingering painful death, but a release from a longer time of pain. Sometimes .... we have to do necessary things, no matter how hard they are."
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine: "How do you know it doesn't hurt? Have you ever had your head cut off?"
<Rene> "I know it hurts, but it is fat quicker and less painful than dying by degrees slowly and alone, damn it!"
<Rene> far quicker :p
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine: "How the hell would you know? It could have been the most painful thing that could happen to someone.. SomeTHING! He was your friend Rene!"
<Chaos`GM^> I like fat quicker
<Chaos`GM^> it sounds like quaker oats with butter and lard
<Rene> "He was ... dog ....." trails off. "Perhaps ... becoming a friend. I killed a friend once, years ago. Training, back home. A cousin. He broke his neck badly in a fall. He ... .asked it. What I did then .. .and ... with the do - Scream .. it was a duty. Friendship's duty, perhaps. If it had been you, would tyou rather die in agony over a long time than have it ended quickly, by a friend?"
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine: "So you go around breaking peoples necks and killing them, saying it was mercy? I sure as hell wouldn't want YOU to do it!" She quickens her pace, but not before "You don't even sound sorry."
* Rene thinks Rene has a good point there :p
<Rene> if they do marry they'd best not ever get into a debate on assisted suicide ;)
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine: "So you go around breaking peoples necks and killing them, saying it was mercy? I sure as hell wouldn't want YOU to do it!" She quickens her pace, but not before "You don't even sound sorry."
* Rene quickens his as well. "I don't have time to right now. I have - a report to make duties to preform. Later, and alone. Then I will allow it. But falling apart would not have helped then, and won't help now."
<Chaos`GM^> Jasmine: "You don't have to fall appart, but you could atleast pretend to be sad!"
<Chaos`GM^> (( "this is me! this is my sad face, see?" Smiling... Oops, frown "Sad!" ))
<Rene> "I will later. After - the other team has gone, and been sent out. THere is .. more than him to be sad for, today..." quietly to himself. "Duty is a fine calling. A noble thing, most days. I was raised to do it. To do what had to be done, and only after to feel, or weep, or care. That is the way of things. But . .sometimes .... sometimes ... I think duty wears away at the soul, like water over rocks. I do not know."
<Chaos`GM^> (( You should tell her about how the dog reffered to himself in the third person, and asked you to kill him... That should brighten her mood... ))
<Chaos`GM^> NANO ZOMBIES!
<Chaos`GM^> zombies that are controled by nanos!
<Rene> Rene does not want to be a nano zombie plzkthx :p
<Chaos`GM^> just a spark here, a spark there and the body will still move after death... get it timed right and it could act like a real person =p
<Caltak> Hmm, the mention you made earlier of the human-eating aliens gives me the idea of there maybe being aliens who would take infant humans to raise them as pets.
<alcar> lol. Greys :P
<alcar> And yeah, that would rock.
<alcar> "But it followed me home! Can I keep it?"
<Caltak> "Absolutely not! It might be cute now, but in a few years it'll be chewing up the furniture and leaving messes on the rug!"
* alcar nods. That'd rock.
<Caltak> I think it'd be good if they were physically imposing kind of like the Jakathri, so that a human definately wouldnt be a real threat to any of them, which would be why they wouldn't see a problem with having one in their homes.
<Caltak> Or a couple, if they make sure to neuter them.
<alcar> lol. Yeah.
<alcar> I can see THAT being hushed up :p
<alcar> "No, no, no! Prime Minister does NOT translate as First Pet! The English really want him back, and his wife. Please?"
<alcar> Then later "What do you MEAN, you neutered them?!"
<Chaos`GM^> Your grandfather answers the phone, "Tordson Dojo."
<Rene> "Hello. Rene here. This might be akward, but I'm in a hurry. No time to chat. I was wondering who the family sells our services to, when we do so, Master?"
<Chaos`GM^> He's silent for a moment "It's good to hear you're alive Rene. We don't sell our services, you should know that."
<Rene> "I see. Why wouldn't I be alive, then?"
<Chaos`GM^> Master: "Because you haven't called in two years or longer."
<Chaos`GM^> Master: "You should call your grandfather more often, he's getting old you know. Anyway, what makes you think we're selling our services?"
<Rene> "Ah. Well. I have been .... busy. Ah. I'll be home soon. It's that .. I encountered men, who tried to kill my employer. Who fought like our family would. I was hoping you could shed some light on who else would be training people in older weapons?"
<Rene> if his family turns out to be Jewish, Rene is screwed :P
<Rene> "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'VE BEEN BUSY?" *Mother lashes out with Rolling Pin of Doom*
<Rene> "Right. Okay," to the others. "This makes no damn sense, but those men fought like my family would. It seems my grandfather's brother split with him and founded a different school, probably the source of the men working for Mr. Snow, unless he is Mr. Snow. Why they want Jasmine, or why they were hired ot kill her, I have no idea."
<Chaos`GM^> Riley: "Probably the same reason they want me dead..."
* Rene nods. "So, we need to know that reason is. What could you have done to offend his honour enough to send bushels of people to try and kill you?"
<Chaos`GM^> He shrugs "I've always been really humble I thought... Well, I was, until he started sending death squads. I can have an ego now, I think."
* Rene grins. I'm overthinking this, aren't I?' :p
<Rene> it's just like me with riddles.
<Chaos`GM^> Riley gave you a pretty big hint, though it's kind of snuck in there...
<Rene> "Huh... so we need to find Snow.... Gary, can you tell me what address 123 - 555 - 1212 is located at?"
<Chaos`GM^> "Washington, D.C."
<Rene> "And a secretary answerwed with Mr. Snow's office. So .... it's got to be a really secret number, since you didn't know who Snow was .. even so, to answer with "Mr. Snow's office" is odd..... Can you narrow it down, Gary?"
<Chaos`GM^> Gary: "It's the phone number to the white house."
<Rene> "Oh. Lovely. O.... kay. To any specific office?"
<Chaos`GM^> Gary: "Front gate."
<Rene> "Thank you very much for not saying the oval office.
<Chaos`GM^> The main hallway has lines on the floor following the hallways. YOu walk into the hallway, and you are hit with a feeling of vertigo, and you feel that there is alot of things you should be remembering right now. And you suddenly remember what pain feels like. Your face burns as if someone has been using it as a punching bag.
* Rene stops, shaking his head slightly. "What ... in....?" *looks around warily, hand on sword*
<Chaos`GM^> Riley shakes his head "My guess is to go where there are flashes of light."
<Chaos`GM^> He points to a room down the hallway where light comes streaming through the door windows.
* Rene nods, and goes there, wondering what hit him . ..and if his memories might be as changed as Jasmines....
<Rene> (( the player notes that it took far too long for this notion to occur to Rene :P ))
<Chaos`GM^> (( Wow... I didn't think it would even come up in the campaign... ))
<Chaos`GM^> (( I figured it'd end up to be one of those 'missing plots' ))
<Rene> (( lol. It occured to ME during the second or first session. But Rene thinks he's really good and wouldn't get tricked, and didn't even notice when Riley pointed out that him drinking would be rare :) ))
* Rene continues to fight, mentally composing his apology to his father in the next world, knowing he won't win but refusing to surrender. He has his honour, and Jasmine is safe. That's all that matters.
<Rene> See, this is why no sane person would want to be a hero :p
<Chaos`GM^> maybe heros are the only sane people.
<Rene> Hrm.... nah.
<Chaos`GM^> "The code? My... Father... Snow.. He wanted to blow up the moon. It was the launch code for the missiles. Only two people in the world knew one half of the code... Well four if you counted me and belle."
<Rene> "So he was...." blinks. "Whby would anyone blow up the moon?"
<Chaos`GM^> She looks at the floor "To prove that he was god..." She shakes her head "He was stupid and insane. It doesn't have to make sense. Once you go so far underground, you start to go crazy."
<Rene> "Or you forget how to stop. Did .. everyone else make it out?"
<Chaos`GM^> She nods "My brother tried to kill you, but I got him first... Riley's ok, he's staying with me for a while until he gets his new complex worked out. The dogs are pretty lonely, though. They don't have anyone to talk to. Riley said you had an entire conversation with them?"
* Rene nods. "Hound changed them."
<Chaos`GM^> She nods "He's a smart man."
<Rene> "... is?"
<Chaos`GM^> "Or was..." She frowns at the floor "Sorry, I was really close to him when I was a kid."
<Rene> "No. My fault. I'd hoped.. perhaps he had....." *shakes his head* "Of all I did in this, that I regret the most."
<Chaos`GM^> She shakes her head "He was a scientist, he didn't have ethics. Some people thought he deserved to die."
<AlcarGM> Chaos - have MJ and Vance had sex yet?
<Mary_jane`^> you ask all the strange questions
<Caltak|sleepytime> He could have asked about positions, you know.
<Mary_jane`^> Is MJ a virgin, has MJ had sex with Vance, will she climb the moon's penis again?
<Mary_jane`^> sparkie, have MJ and Vance had sex yet?
* AlcarGM eyes chaos....
<AlcarGM> is one of those yes or no things ;P
<Mary_jane`^> No, absolutely not. She doesn't go around banging the first thing that moves, you know!
* sparkie was going to say yes, and start listing all sorts of specifics.
* AlcarGM is not surprised, sparkie :p
<Mary_jane`^> good thing I didn't wait for an answer!
<Mary_jane`^> "I'm sure it's something you could teach me later" Though i imagine I already know most of them "For now show me how to do the finger thing."
<AlcarGM> He nods. "You just have to think of fire. What fire is, what it does ... and know that there is fire everywhere. The universe was all fire once, or will be, or never was. I don't thinkk it, uhm, matters. You just bring the fire out of the air into your" he snaps his fingers "hand," and a small yellow flame flickers to life in his palm.
* Mary_jane`^ frowns at him and holds out her hand and stairs at it for a few minutes "It feels warm?"
<AlcarGM> You can feel the power inside you, distantly. You've avoided using it, or even thinking about it, but it's there...
* Mary_jane`^ doesn't use it and pretends to be struggling
<AlcarGM> Blue fire begins to flicker around your fingers. You quench it before it becomes visible.
<AlcarGM> Vance: "It's not hard. I mean, you have to have some natural talent, to learn it ... how much do you have?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Ok... It's not working... I have to think of fire... Everything is fire.. The world is a flame... the world is a flame... the world is a flame... the world is aflame, the world is aflame..." Which is probably the last thing the former savior of the world and sworn enemy of sol should be saying.
<AlcarGM> (( yes :P ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Hardly. She was just crazy."
<AlcarGM> Vance: "Most people who get into magic are, I think. They start seeing things, and thinking they're gods, or demons,or whatever...." *he shakes his head8
<Mary_jane`^> "Or kings or queens or fae or... Would you like more tea?"
<AlcarGM> He nods. "It's rather good tea. And all of that. It's amazing what people will believe sometimes, but people do scary things sometimes because of stuff like that."
<AlcarGM> Vance: "It's like the kings and queens of all those countries inbreeding for the Perfect Heir. They ended up with all those weird diseases. I mean, what would you do if you had a kid end up like that? Sometimes I think it would be a favour to .... help end their pain."
<AlcarGM> This is Vance's way of telling you he's met someone else and they got married.
<Mary_jane`^> "I suppose. I can't see demons inbreeding, though."
<AlcarGM> Vance: "Well, there are said to be different types of demons," with a grin that doesn't quite reach his eyes.
<Mary_jane`^> "Oh? I wouldn't know, i've never met one." My god I'm the biggest liar of the century...
<Mary_jane`^> by never met one, what i really meant to say is that I'm rooming with one...
<AlcarGM> Vance: "I'd be worried if you had."
<Mary_jane`^> "You're lucky we didn't run to the bedroom and start doing it... Want some tea?"
<AlcarGM> Kiesha grins. "I'd have said hi then, but he'd have probably jumped out the window or something in surprise." She shudders. "Very lucky. I have enough problems hearing it in the apartment. cheap walls." She nods.
* Mary_jane`^ pours her a glass and hands it to her
<AlcarGM> Kiesha takes it. "Gabe's place has neighbours. Who do it a lot. Normal people would never hear, but - ick. It was funny the first few times. Now it just feels icky."
<Mary_jane`^> "Maybe you can sneak in their room and take pictures and leave them on their counter. That will make them move out quick."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha actually considers that. "Nah. Then I'd have to watch them. Listening is bad enough."
* Mary_jane`^ laughs "I was kidding, I can't believe you thought about that."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: :"Well, they're really annoying!"
<AlcarGM> (( "A werewolf took pictures of me and my wife and is bribing us to leave our home!" - Weekly World News Headline... ))
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "Next monday," with a sigh. "It's just so ... stupid."
<AlcarGM> She nods. "None of the stuff they teach matters. They act like stuff like history is real, and can be nailed down like a vampire and won't rise again with some different interpretation or something like that. They don't even think any werewolves are real, or any of it."
<Mary_jane`^> "How can you survive in the world if you don't know how it thinks?"
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "Last year I got suspended for 3 days for asking the class what our history teacher wore the previous day. There were over a dozen answers, so I asked him if that was true, if no one could be sure what he had worn, how did anyone know wha happened at Waterloo, or any of it? So he suspended me, for 'questioing his authority' or something.....It's not thinking. It's . .like it's made to make people not think."
<Mary_jane`^> (( OMG it was cartman! ))
<AlcarGM> (( yes :P ))
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "They see stuff happen, and then just pretend it didn't, or explain it away, or flat out deny it.: I asked Gabe if some wizards invented schools to hide magic from muggles and stuff, but he said he didn't think so. Makes it even worse."
<Mary_jane`^> "You've been watching too much harry potter."
<Aerdan> . o O (Heh.)
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "It's fun, and harmless fun. And Rowling didn't sacrifice any 3 headed god on St. Andrew's even to make it famous," firmly.
<AlcarGM> (( meant to type goat. God is .... strange :p ))
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "Gabe keeps saying that just to annoy me."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "It's just - I don't know what to do about it."
<Mary_jane`^> "About what? His dreams? I don't know what to tell you. Until he opens up and talks there isn't much you CAN do."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "I don't know if he ever will. It's .... like he's pretending to himself it never happened. I saw my dad do that. I know what it costs. And I can't just ... .not do anything."
<AlcarGM> She finishes the tea, mostly out of reflex, not looking at you.
* Mary_jane`^ sighs
<Mary_jane`^> "I can't tell you what she did. It's not my secret to tell. What I can tell you is that it wasn't fun for him. I would want to forget it too, the thing is, he probably remembers it too well every day. Talking about it may make him feel worse."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "I don't see how it could. People make walls. Barriers. Closets. Whatever we call them. Lies we tell ourselves, to hide from things, like the world, or who we are and - everything. But things like that, walls like that, even the smallest ones are really high-maitenance."
<AlcarGM> (( which is also her subtle way of saying MJ needs to stop hiding, if only subconsciously ;P ))
<Mary_jane`^> "I think if you're persistant enough, he will open up, but it will take time."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "But it's been four years!" in the teenagers 'that's a wole LIFETIME' voice
<sYn> "i wont kill."
<AlcarGm> Hunter stares at sYn, looking puzzled. "Why not?"
<sYn> "SIN does that."
<sYn> "i don't like seeing the lights go out when people die"
<AlcarGm> Hunter: "Great, so you're insane. You do anything else?"
<Darkpaw> "We all deal with it in different ways, I suppose. If Sine has 'SIN' do it for him, let's just accept that it's how he gets through it. You obviously deal with it well, or don't need to, or whatever."
<AlcarGm> Hunter: "Deahth is as natural as life. I just help it along. It is what we were made for, unless you want to talk the aliens to death?"
<AlcarGm> (( wonders about a species that could be talked to death.... ))
<Darkpaw> (( hyper-sensitive hearing. ))
<AlcarGm> (( good point :p Say hello and watch heads explode ))
<Darkpaw> (( I just been sort of disturbed by the thought that Hunter could have a grand old time trying to kill me all day. ))
<AlcarGm> (( LOL. Yes. Though he'd have a lot more "fun" as it were trying to kill sYn :p ))
* sYn is intrigued, and listens on.
<AlcarGm> Woman: "And, to top it all off, he wants to sleep with me. No, really. Carl. I know, he's old, but there aren't that many elligible bachelors around anymore, evne if he DID take the Bush option to avoid the war and hide as some national guard."
<AlcarGm> Girl: "Not only do they get grown in lobster tanks, black eyed kids gets sold to aliens," solemnly. "For booze."
<AlcarGm> Woman: "And I say untu you that the new Jerusalem will rise into the stars, and our children will take their place among them with the Djinn and we will shed the cold bonds of matter and become star-people as we were before we were trapped her by the demiurge. The stars wil comre right.I saw the truth in a bowling alley, and a monkey exploded for it."
<Darkpaw> (( lol! ))
<Darkpaw> (( I feel like I want that on a t-shirt. ))
<AlcarGm> A boy: "So I told her that she was ugly as a Hachi and mom slapped me for insulting my sister so I got grounded. But the subway is underground, so I'm just being really grounded."
<AlcarGm> Voice: "Now coming into Ellis station. All passengers continuing to Central statioin please remain on board. Ellis station, next stop."
<AlcarGm> (( which? :p ))
<Darkpaw> (( "The stars wil comre right.I saw the truth in a bowling alley, and a monkey exploded for it." ))
<AlcarGm> (( discoridan creation mythology meets chthulu :p ))
<AlcarGm> A standing aphid says something, in a language sounding like German, aka someone throwing up into a barf bag on a Boeing 747.
* Darkpaw blasts it.
<AlcarGm> Aphid: "Please leave this room. Stop. Project is in critical stage. Stop."
<Darkpaw> "Sorry, no can do."
* sYn flows along the floor towards it, seen only as a faint shimmering distortion where he is.
<AlcarGm> Aphid: "Energy frequency must be - " Hunter shoots its head off.
<AlcarGm> The remaining 4 aphids look atr each other, then at all of you, one even looking right at sYn. A chittering humm fills the air.
* Darkpaw keeps on blasting bugs like it's some kind of Raid commercial.
* alcar chuckles. Poor Hunter. He;'s the walking sociopath, but als the weakest of the bunch :)
<Caltak> A fervor for killing only gets you so far.
<alcar> Yeah. Ah well. That'll change whe the alien mesh in him starts taking him over.
<alcar> But that's for a session down the road :)
<Caltak> I had a hunch something like that was going to happen.
<Caltak> hmmmmmmmmm hey Chaos, you think I should try playing?
<Mary_jane`^> You'll get addicted
<AlcarGM> (( Oh, and do Cyrus's parents live in town or far away? ))
<Cyrus`> um. I'm going to go with Far Away. Just because.
<AlcarGM> You don;'t want your mom to get fairy wings? :p
<Cyrus`> (( its mostly because I never pictured his parents, more than anything else. ))
<Cyrus`> (( but also, family members tend to meet horrible fates. ))
<AlcarGM> You find, somewhat to your surprise, that you are being watched by a young girl, probably someone's daughter. SHe looks ot be six or seven, but her eyes look older, as if she's seen year pass or watched far too much TV for her age. She's wearing white shorts and a white shirt and looks at you seriously, as if sizing you up.
* Cyrus` seems puzzled for a moment, but then just nods and smiles politely.
<AlcarGM> She makes a descion and walks over to you to say, with the Important Manner of a child imparting grave secrets, "My mom says the tooth fairy isn't real."
<Cyrus`> "Do your baby teeth disappear and get replaced by money while you sleep?"
<AlcarGM> She shakes her head "But my friend Lisa's are. Mommy says it's because Lisa's mommy is rich. Do you believe in the tooth fairy mister?"
<Cyrus`> "Well, I've never seen her, myself. But I do believe there are lots of things in the world that can't always be seen."
<AlcarGM> "Oh." She considers that. "I think they can be, but people just don't look," firmly.
* Cyrus` smiles. "I think that's pretty true, too. You have to want to see them."
<AlcarGM> She grins. "I think you're cute," and walks off to find her mummy.
<Cyrus`> "Thanks." quietly to himself, as he goes back to his book: "Now if only girls my age thought that, I'd have more of a social life."
<Mary_jane`^> "Now, I don't know how much you know about magic, but... Magic for a witch like me is really about asking for help from the powers around. And you can usually control that power. However, when you're low on air and trying to run to whereever with as much power as you have in reserve... The powers that be tend to take you where they see fit."
<AlcarGM> Vance: "Be what?"
<Mary_jane`^> "In my case, the powers that be seemed to see fit the stone age..."
<Mary_jane`^> "Powers that be.. the... Powers... Everything. The gods, the elements, the dead... The powers."
<AlcarGM> Vance: "Oh. And ... people made a painting of you?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Well, i'm getting to that."
<Mary_jane`^> "It turns out that I was taken to, what I thought at the time was another world. Kind of like.. The spirit world, or atlantis. I happened to apear infront of a tribe of warriors on their vission quest. I don't know how much you know about the past, but with shamanic tribes the people went out and when they saw a vision it told them stuff."
<Mary_jane`^> "Well when you see a girl wearing blue jeans, a tight shirt and a glowing sword, you tend to listen."
<Cyrus`> "I was young, and needed the money, so I posed for some cave-paintings..."
<AlcarGM> "in the nude."
<Cyrus`> well of course
<Cyrus`> tat goes without saying.
<Cyrus`> (( Hell yeah, going on a date with a painfully shy wiccan. can life get any better? :P ))
<AlcarGM> (( hehe. ))
<AlcarGM> The linch crowd is leaving Bob's Diner as you arrive, so you have your choice of tables.
<Cyrus`> (( Heck, maybe those possible-vampire-esqu dudes will show up and mug me! That'd be awesome. :P ))
* Cyrus` leads them to a booth, and lets her sit first, like a gentleman. :P
<AlcarGM> She sits, a bit nervously, but at least is looking at your face and not your shoes. Partially because she'd have to look under the table :p
<Cyrus`> (( yeah, that would be a little odd. :) ))
<Mary_jane`^> MJs price for her magic was her mortality
<Mary_jane`^> the more she used the longer she lived
* AlcarGM nods. two sparks of creation = "mortality? I had that somewhere....."
<Cyrus`> Wow, what a "price."
<Mary_jane`^> Mimir is immortal
<AlcarGM> Yup :p
<Cyrus`> I for one know that if that was my only price, I'd be flinging magic around like ti was going out of style.
<AlcarGM> But then you'd get to live, having saved the world, to see it end :p
<Mary_jane`^> magic IS going out of style
* Mary_jane`^ walks to the cave painting of her and stares at it for a long time, thinkin
<AlcarGM> The voices aren't as loud anymore. Gabe seems to have looped them.
* Mary_jane`^ looks at the fly on the wall, then back to the painting listening to the voices
* Mary_jane`^ shakes her head "How could I help you... She told me not to come back..."
<AlcarGM> No replies. Just petitions and prayers down throgh the ages to their idol, somehow finding you 40,000 years after they were dead and gone. It was more than a small tribe. Thousands, in their heyday, before the dark times .Before the empire, no longer forgotten, rode over their lands and they died .. but prayed, for an intercession, for time to change, for what was to not be what was
<Mary_jane`^> "I can't change the past." Running her fingers through her hair
<Mary_jane`^> "I can't fight the roman gods... I can't fight the german gods... I can't fight the gods."
<AlcarGM> No reply, just their certainty that time isn't stable, that the past is as fluid as the future ..and ytou recall fragments of the dream last night, of an island that now never was, and a war ended by being made to never occur at all ...
* Mary_jane`^ shakes her head "It will cause trouble..."
* Mary_jane`^ sighs and walks away... They've waited 40,000 years, they can wait for me to eat lunch.
<AlcarGM> in this game at least it's far more curse than blessing to outlive all you care for.
<Cyrus`> If you save the world and X number of people who never would have been born get to live their lives before the next time the world ends, that's something.
<AlcarGM> The thing is one isn't actually saving it, if it's doomed anyway. It's like building a dam of sandbags and all the time the water is leaking through. In the end, it's futile and they will only live, what, a hundred years at best, if they're lucky. To an immortal, that's a mayfly :p\
<Cyrus`> Every day is a shining jewel. What each person does with it is their own business.
<Mary_jane`^> besides, only evil people want to be immortal
* AlcarGM nods. it is like being a politician in that respect :p
<AlcarGM> You both order, and Callie is quiet after, looking down at her hands nervously.
<AlcarGM> After a bit she looks up. "I'm sorry. I'm just - not good at .. this..."
<Cyrus`> "No, it's... fine, really. I mean, I'm not the life of the party, myself..." *pause* "Really though, you shouldn't sell yourself short." *looks away slightly*
<AlcarGM> (( lol. Way to go, Self Esteem Man :p ))
<AlcarGM> She blushes a bright red.
<Cyrus`> (( whats that supposed to mean? ))
<AlcarGM> (( just found it funny :P ))
<Cyrus`> (( no, what? ))
<Cyrus`> (( I'm at a bit of a loss. ))
<AlcarGM> Callie: "It's just..... " she trails off. "I'm sorry. I'm just ... not good with people. I never know what to say."
<AlcarGM> (( "Oh, it's fine that you suck. I kind of do, too." .. that sorta thing :) ))
<Cyrus`> (( Aw man, is that how it came out? I was tryin to say she didn't need to appologize for something like that... ))
<AlcarGM> (( I know. It didn't come out that way, to her. Just to me :) ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Atleast I know I can't trust him. It's better than not knowing."
<Mary_jane`^> "I don't know if he.. or she'll want to talk to me though." Looking up at Dan "Want to meet a god?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "But sometimes even liars tell the truth. Properly applied, the truth is far worse than any lie.
<AlcarGM> Dan: "What ARE you people?"
<Mary_jane`^> "That's a good question. One I can't answer."
* Mary_jane`^ looks at Vance "Well?"
<AlcarGM> Vance: "You're serious?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Would I lie to you?"
<AlcarGM> There's a silence, broken by Vance saying, hesitantly, almost gently: "... when didn't you?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Then I guess you'll just have to trust me."
<Gemm> go to sleep you two. =P
<AlcarGM> Sleep? What is this . .sleep? :p
<Mary_jane`^> we've initiated caltak into our zombie clan
<AlcarGM> Callie: "Little girl?"
<Cyrus`> "Oh, at the coffee shop beofre, some little girl was asking me about the tooth fairy. Then some... weird guys took her outside. They vanished in a weird way... but I didn't do anything. I hope she's okay."
<AlcarGM> Callie: "I saw you talking to ... an old woman, with a necklace of bones. No, teeth. Like. ... offerings."
<Cyrus`> "Really... her eyes seemed... older. I almost thought that was my imagination."
<Cyrus`> "Did you see the ones she left with?"
<AlcarGM> She shakes her head.
<Cyrus`> "Darn. There was definately something weird about them."
* Cyrus` realizes he hadn't started eating, and so does.
<AlcarGM> Callie: "There's something weird about everyone, if you look long enough," with a shy grin.
<AlcarGM> Callie manages to close her mouth and just shakes her head. "I think I saw. . fields."
<Cyrus`> "Like... grassy fields?"
<AlcarGM> She nods. "Like .. beyond the fields we know."
<AlcarGM> Callie: "She looked .... scary, almost."
<Cyrus`> "Well, damn. Unless there's some kind of trails of breadcrumbs around here..." *looks around, half-expecting to see one.*
<AlcarGM> You don't see any, at present.
<AlcarGM> Callie: "Does this .. happen to you often?"
<Cyrus`> "Um, well... notthing this significant, no."
<Cyrus`> "This is definately a new record of weird, but she is in trouble... I feel sort of obligated to help."
<AlcarGM> Callie: "Even if you don't know her?"
* Cyrus` thinks for a moment. "Well... I mean, it's the right thing to do... right? I mean... if someone needs you to be a hero, can you just go 'Sorry, I'm busy.'?"
<AlcarGM> Callie: "I guess .... I've just met anyone who .... thought like that."
<Cyrus`> Havoc Mon. It's like a Rastafarian Supervillain.
<AlcarGM> Hm? :p
<Cyrus`> in the topic
<Cyrus`> I saw Havoc Mon
<AlcarGM> She follows you outside, looking at the campus. "What kind of people make a city where you can't see the sky and you can't feel the ground?'
* Cyrus` shrugs. "Progress, unfortunately. People don't care as long as they think they're getting somewhere."
<AlcarGM> Callie: "I know, but ... sometimes... I tell you something, I have this feeling that this city's dying " She shakes her head. "Sorry."
<Cyrus`> "The world's dieing..." starts walking quickly. "I have an idea."
<AlcarGM> Callie: "Maybe. I dreamed it ended once, and no one cared or noticed." She follows, somewhat to your surprise keeping up easily.
<Cyrus`> "Maybe it did. I sometimes feel like I missed something important."
<AlcarGM> Callie: "I sometimes feel like that about my whole life," quietly.
<alcar> Yay! I now have aliens who mutilate crops.
<alcar> Got their instructions wrong :P
* alcar thinks they have a lot of trouble getting cows into circles.
<AlcarGM> Callie nods and follows you into the wheat. You do find some mutilated crops, since somealiens got their instructsion from home wrong, but other than that it seems a normal field ... except the sky is twilight, and you're sure it's not that late.
* Cyrus` looks at the sky. "Is it just me, or did it get late really fast?"
<AlcarGM> Callie: "I don't know...." she frowns. "It's no longer cloudy...."
<AlcarGM> The corn whistles far and wee (like a ballon man) and you can hear something moving through it, somewhere to your left.
<Cyrus`> "Hmm. Maybe we're not in Kansas anymore." *stops, at hearing the sound, turnign that way*
<Cyrus`> (( "Don't make me get my water glass, damn it!" ))
<AlcarGM> (( *hehe ))
<AlcarGM> Corn rustles ....... and the GM pictures corn rustlers, like the cowboy kind, and blames it on lack of sleep. Something is moving.
<Cyrus`> "Who's out there? Or... what, as the case may be?"
<AlcarGM> "Something scary," a soft whispery voice says.
<Cyrus`> "Is that so?"
<AlcarGM> "Oh, yes," the voice says, but something is odd about it. A voice, but no breathing. "It's my nature, you see."
<Cyrus`> "To hide in corn?"
<Cyrus`> "Oh, wait, I get it."
<Cyrus`> "You a scarecrow?"
<AlcarGM> Silence, then the scarecrow steps out of the corn, not making a noise. It's about 4' tall,and well, it's a scarecrow. Stuffed with star, black button eyes, a wide grin, and all of that. And .. strangely . .thee is something, if not scary, as least unsettling about it.
<Cyrus`> "Jeez, when I made that Kansas crack, I didn't expect to actually be in Oz."
<AlcarGM> "Not oz," the scarecrow says in it's dry, whispering voice. "Oz is further away, down the green road. Into the green."
<Cyrus`> "I thought the road was yellow."
<AlcarGM> The scarecrow considers that gravely. "It may be. I am a scarecrow of very little brain, after all."
<Cyrus`> "Well, anyways, you didn't happen to see two gys in red caps with a little girl and/or an old woman, did you?"
<AlcarGM> Callie: "Where are we? I mean, you see this too, right? I'm not going mad?"
<Cyrus`> "yeah, I see it. The corn and the scarecrow, anyway."
<AlcarGM> The scarecrow shakes his head. "I saw a queen, and old men some say are the husbands of thehag ride, but they flew overhead and scard me."
<AlcarGM> She looks rather relieved. "Oh, good. I was afraid I was going insane."
<AlcarGM> (( not that there is anything WRONG withn that. Vacation in a padded cell . .get to bite people all you want.... free rent ... ))
<Cyrus`> "...ooookay. In that case, could you direct us to the Tin Woodsman? Heart or no, he might know who I'm talking about."
* Cyrus` is really, really trying to take this in stride at this point. :P
<AlcarGM> Scarecrow: "This is not oz. The only woodsman I know is the one who returns."
<AlcarGM> Scarecrow: "This is not oz. The only woodsman I know is the one who returns."
<Cyrus`> "Ok, ok, fine. Nevermind. Which way did they go?"
<AlcarGM> He points west. "Go west, young man. But if you do, you may never return, and surely not return unchanged. And there is still death in the lands beyond the fields you know."
* Cyrus` blinks.
<Cyrus`> "Um, wow."
<AlcarGM> (( Callie: "I have a bad feeling about this." ))
<Cyrus`> (( "Yeah, no shit." ))
<AlcarGM> Scarecrow: "Do you like it? I've been practising my introduction to the land under the hills.
* Cyrus` looks at Callie. "You know what? I think I want to see this through... But you don't have to come, if you don't want to."
* Cyrus` glances back at the Scarecrow. "Um, yeah. Nicely... foreboding."
<AlcarGM> (( the Scarecrow, of course, is not going to admit that 'there is still death beyond the fields we know' is from a neil gaiman novel, because that would diminsh the impact of his warning if he had to cite sources :P ))
<Cyrus`> (( lol ))
<AlcarGM> Callie: "I .. came this far. And I'm part of the story now, aren't I?"
<Cyrus`> "Yeah, I suppose so. And what a story it'll be, eh?"
<AlcarGM> The scarecrow nods and bows. "I am sorry, but it is so. A queen waits in peril, and you must go. If you return, please come back alive and tell me of yout sriv.. ing..." it trails off, frowing. "No, not rhyming next time...." and wanders off into the file. "Strive? Dive? Contrive?" to itself
<AlcarGM> Callie: "This is all very strange. And I'm worried we might miss classes, you know."
* Cyrus` watches him go, and shakes his head.
<Cyrus`> "Well, yeah, but that's the risk you take when you go on an epic quest into anothe realm, I guess."
<AlcarGM> You walk west, through the twilight that nver sets, and the field slowly gives way to lush rolling hills that, in grand Fantasy Land tradition, only have animals if it's germaine to the plot and never have things like insects. In the distance, a few sheep are eating in a field, with a girl wathcing over them.
<Cyrus`> "Well, at least she seems to be keeping track of them. So it's probably not Bo Peep." as they continue..
<AlcarGM> Callie: "But those are just ... .stories... where ARE we?"
* Cyrus` shrugs. "Dunno. I just figure, the stories could have come from somewhere. Or maybe this place comes from stories. Whatever, I'm just speculating."
<AlcarGM> She nods and follows you over the fields. You should be tired, or hungry, but you don't feel otherwise. A small sliver of the mon is visible through the slouds overhead.
<AlcarGM> The girl watching over the sheep is by the road, as you walk down it. Oddly, following the twisty road is faster than taking a shortcout over the fills.
* Cyrus` follows the road then, regardless of that not making logical sense.
* Cyrus` waves to the girl in passing. "Hi there."
<AlcarGM> The girl is wearing a pretty white dress, and casrring a crook (staff, basically). And, when you get closer, looks up in surprise and turns towards you. "Travelers?" she asks, and is blind, you realize, her eyes roving around in their sockets like newborn hamsters living in her head.
* Cyrus` suddenly wants to ask how she watches sheep while blind, but stifles himself. "Indeed we are."
<AlcarGM> (( how do you thinkshe loses them? p ))
<Cyrus`> (( oh god damn, it is her, isnt it? ))
<AlcarGM> "We don't get many anymore, from the real worlds," the girl says, looking sad. "We used to, but the world changed."
<Cyrus`> (( lol, I just bluffed my mom into thinking I woke up early. ))
<AlcarGM> (( "It moved on," she says. "Go, There are other worlds than these." .. Nah. Abused star wards. King is pushing it :P ))
<AlcarGM> (( lol! Oh? :p ))
<Cyrus`> "That's a shame. This place seems nice enough."
<AlcarGM> She nods. "It is, in summer, when the sun it up, and warm. But winter is coming. The dark, killing winter."
<Cyrus`> "Dang. Should've brought a coat."
<Cyrus`> "Hmm, you said real worlds, right? So, this world isn't real, per se?"
<AlcarGM> Callie stifles a sudden giggle.
<AlcarGM> Little Bo Peep: "No, but it will be here when those who dreamt of it are gone, and their worlds beside," in a small, sad voice. "Every night, I lose my sheep. I stumble around, and they always go home without me."
<AlcarGM> (( seeing eye sheep. The new rage. ))
<Cyrus`> "Couldn't you, say, tie a rope to them, or one of them at least?"
<Cyrus`> "That way, you'd always know where to find it."
<AlcarGM> "I've tried, but I always lose the rope. I have to lose them, you see. It's in the stories, and I have to be blind, so I cannot find them."
<AlcarGM> Callie: "But .. the story isn't like that....."
<Cyrus`> "Yeah, I don't remember them saying you were blind. I always thought you were just distracted, or something."
<AlcarGM> Bo Peep: "You came here seeking a girl,didn't you?" as the sheep wander away.
<Cyrus`> "Yeah. The scarecrow called her a queen. All I know is she's sometimes a little girl, and sometimes an old woman with a necklace of teeth. Oh, right. Tooth fairy. Now I get it."
<AlcarGM> Bo Peep: "You can't go looking for her!" in an alarmed voice. "She is evil."
<Cyrus`> "The tooth fairy?"
<AlcarGM> Little Bo Peep nods, looking as pale as her sheep. "She teaches children they can sell their body parts for money."
<Cyrus`> "It's just their baby teeth, those things fall out anyway. It's not like she's buying organs off of them."
* Cyrus` is, secretly, enjoying this.
<AlcarGM> (( of course. He's a D&D player :p ))
<Cyrus`> (( Aye. I leave here a boy, I come back a level 12 Sorceror with a staff of spell-storing. ))
* alcar grins. This is fun. I made up the whole plot as it went along :p
<Caltak> It's funny how I intended to run into MJ to try to get in on her plot as a secondary character, and instead I'm in Mother Goose realm while she contemplates being a goddess to cave-people.
<AlcarGM> The woman nods. "Children have no respect for their elders anymore. Now me, I lead a peacable life. Not trouble by anyone's strife." She nods, absently scratching her cats head
<AlcarGM> Dame Trot watches the two of you walk away, calm and content with her life because she kills anyone who bothers her and eats them, feeding the rest to her cat.
<AlcarGM> Callie walks towards the wood. "Something is very weird here."
<Cyrus`> "Everything has been since we arrived."
<AlcarGM> Callie: "But the homes look like .. jails. What kind of fairy tales are these? That old lady looked .. creepy. In her eyes."
<AlcarGM> The woods atre tall, and indeed rather dark as you approach them. You sees the eyss of various animals reflecting through some trees, but none of them approach either of you.
<Cyrus`> "Grim fairy tales, I guess." *smirks* "Okay, that wasn't as funny as it was in my head."
* Cyrus` decides to cut one from a tree but hesitates, making sure Callie is standing back first... and then does so, but gets ready to jump back if the tree gets pissed and attacks him.
<AlcarGM> The tree doesn't, but you hear a small "ouch" as you remove the branch.
<Cyrus`> "Sorry. I might need this."
<AlcarGM> Tree: "You could have just asked," in a sullen voice.
<Cyrus`> "Oh. My appologies, then. I thought you might not answer if I did."
<AlcarGM> Tree: "Well, I *might* have been busy, but we'll never know NOW, will me? Meanie."
<AlcarGM> Tree: 'How would YOU like it if I cut off one of your fingers without asking?"
<AlcarGM> Callie: "I'm sure we wouldn't. He did say he was sorry."
<AlcarGM> Tree: 'Oh ho! Lovers! Going to carve your initials in my chest next, were you, you little thief?"
<AlcarGM> Silence, then a rustling of bushes and a wolf comes out. Walking on his hind legs. And wearing a dress that doesn't fit that well at all.
<AlcarGM> Wolf: "Are you going to grandma's house?" his voice a deep growl. "I know a shortcut."
<Cyrus`> "Not unless granny lives in a tower."
<Cyrus`> (( "Do either of us look like we're wearing red riding hoods? Piss off." ))
<AlcarGM> Wolf: "Err .... she does! It's just .... undergoing renovations. So she's .. in a cottage."
<Cyrus`> "Look, Big Bad.. you mind if I call you that? Anyway, I can appreciate you're just doing your job here, but we really don't need to get sidetracked at this point. So, thanks and all, but we'll just be sticking to the main trail, if it's all the same to you."
<AlcarGM> He gives you both a pleading look and whines. "Please. The girl is on a milk carton and can't get out and I'm hungry....."
* Cyrus` looks at the wolf, and sighs. "You ever consider, you know, just acting like a normal wolf, at least occasionally? You know, all fours, no cross-dressing? I'm not saying all the time, but... you know, just take a break from it."
<AlcarGM> Wolf: "Now wear my dress?!" in a horrified tone. "It's mine! I ate her and put it on and I'm the grandmother now! I have SHARP TEETH! I like ... I like giving milk to fairies! And knitting! And .... things .. grandmothers do. Like sleeping with girls in beds and eating them, okay? Youm have a problem with that?"
<Cyrus`> "Most grandmothers don't do that, from my understanding."
<AlcarGM> Wolf: "Well ... well .. it's a cultural thing. Obviously you wouldn't understand."
<AlcarGM> Wolf: "Could I eat the girl? She looks like she wouldn't scream much."
<AlcarGM> The wolf considers thatr, staring atr you with bright amber eyes. "Do you have two older brothers?" warily.
<Cyrus`> "Do I look like a pig or goat to you?"
<AlcarGM> Wolf: "... not at the moment," wisely.
<AlcarGM> Wolf: "Then you're not a prince on a quest either?" hopefully.
<Cyrus`> "Well, I'm no prince, but we are on a quest of sorts."
<AlcarGM> Wolf: "Well, one out of three isn't bad odds," and leaps through the air for Callie.
<sparkie> AlcarGM 3d6: 8
<Cyrus`> OMG! DICE!
<Cyrus`> WE ARE ALL DOOMED!
* Cyrus` runs for the fallout shelter.
<Mary_jane`^> ... you're rolling in this game?
<AlcarGM> But of course. Risus uses dice after all :p
<Mary_jane`^> LoL no it doesn't, it just pretends to
<AlcarGM> Well, yes :p
<Cyrus`> Isn't that the beauty of it, though? It pretends to have rules.
<AlcarGM> The path takes you not to the grandmother's house, which is good, but after a while you find the remains of a home made of staw. THen wood. Then brick, which seems to have been bulldozed down.
<Cyrus`> "Ah, so I guess he figured it out."
<AlcarGM> Callie looks at the house, then shakes her head. "What next?"
<Cyrus`> "Hopefully we won't run across the bears, but even so, maybe they won't bother us as long as we leave their property alone."
<AlcarGM> Callie: "Bears? Oh. Well, I don't even like porridge."
<Cyrus`> "Hmm, what else... *ponders* There might be dwarves, but they shouldn't be a bother... hmmm..." *thinkfs of Jabberwocky, and quickly dissmisses it. Forcefully, even.*
<AlcarGM> You walk, and after a time you actually spot a bear. He's about 3' tall, bright golden, and looks like winnie the pooh except he;s siting on the ground with his paws stuck IN a hornets next and crying.
<Cyrus`> "Ah, damn." *hurries over* "Do you need help?" *still far enough away to not get attacked by hornets, hopefully.*
<AlcarGM> The bear looks up, tears trickling down his cheeks. "I'm sorry. I'm just a bear of very little brain." There is something wild in his brown eyes that reminds you of the wolf.
<Cyrus`> "Hey, we all make mistakes. I'll give you a hand, if you promise not to try to hurt us after I do."
<AlcarGM> Bear: "Oh, No! I have to be in here. It's my punishment, by Owl." He pulls one swollen red paw out of the nestr and regards it mournfully. "I thought it was honey. I thought it came in diffferent colours." He sobs. "Christopher? Can you forgive me? I thought it was honey."
<AlcarGM> Callie: "Goddess...." in a shocked voice.
* Cyrus` flinches.
<Cyrus`> "uhhhmm. okay then. We... gotta go."
* Cyrus` starts continuing along the path, quickly.
<AlcarGM> Callie follows just a quickly. "This is ... mad! It's ... mad,:" at a loss for something else to say, since she's was brought up to be polite.
* Cyrus` muttered, "we're all mad, here..." then normal tone "Well, I suppose it could be worse, too."
<Mary_jane`^> "Well... I suppose four years ago, after I banished Merlin... I sort of left my past become the past... And then, when I denied it longer, I started to pretend it never happened. As time drug on I met you, a wizard with all this power, that reminded me of what I used to be. I couldn't leave you because I liked you to much." Laughing lightly "I know it sounds corny but I was attatched... So I feigned ignorance..."
<AlcarGM> Vance: "Oh. But ... I'm not powerful."
<Mary_jane`^> "You think you're not powerful because you don't have Sight, but that just means you have power elsewhere."
<AlcarGM> Vance: "Everyone else with magic does!" Then: "Sorry. It's just ..... it's like being blind, to everything else."
* Mary_jane`^ nods
<Mary_jane`^> "Not knowing if you're girlfriend is lieing too you can play a big factor in that... I'm sorry, if it helps."
<AlcarGM> Vance: "How would that help?" in a confused voice.
<AlcarGM> Yay, Cyrus is getting the visit to Neverland MJ never did take :P
<Cyrus`> Yeah, and is the good Neverland, not the one where you get inappropriately touched.
<AlcarGM> But he was aquited of all charges!
<AlcarGM> You get onto the pirate ship, whose name the GM has forgotten, and see the Lost Boys all fixing ropes and rigging. But your gaze is drawn to the only girl, who can only be Wendy. She's tied to the main past by a thin rope, her clothes are dirty, her hair matty, and there's a look in her eyeslike someone one step from broken.
<Cyrus`> "The worst part is that all these story perversions make a sick sort of sense..." *quietly, to Callie*
<AlcarGM> Callie: "Do they?" with a fury that surprises even her.
<AlcarGM> Peter Pan, perhaps better called Peter Pimp, is standing besideher, proudly. "Are you sure you don't want to change your mind?"
* Cyrus` blinks. "Well, I'm not saying they're any less wrong... it's just... er... nevermind."
<Cyrus`> "Aye aye." *heads down*
<AlcarGM> Callie follows, looking ready to hit someojne. The brig is easy ot find, and quiet large. A thin man is sitting in it, head down and looking exhausted. He looks up when you arrive, and you see Captain Look.
<Cyrus`> (( rofl. ))
<AlcarGM> Captain Look: "H-hello?" nervously.
* Cyrus` looks at Callie. "Is it just me, or does he look like who I think he looks like?"
<AlcarGM> Callie looks in, then at you. ".... neverland ...... " in a horrified tone.
<Mary_jane`^> I wanted to meet Cyrus..
<AlcarGM> he is currently meeting Michael Jackson in a brig :)
<Cyrus`> Yeah, it's pretty fucked up.
<AlcarGM> Captain Look: "I shoudn;'t be here," in a weak, exhausted voice. "I just slept with them. I never touched them. I just looked. Can you - can you tell Peter that?"
<AlcarGM> Callie: "....."
<Cyrus`> "Geez, you really are him, aren't you?"
<AlcarGM> Captain Look: "I think I used to be someone else. There was a clock. I hear a clock, and a man died, and I was .. on a pirate ship. I thnk I used to dance?"
<Cyrus`> "Yeah, you were the King of Pop. Seriously though, the kid thing keeps getting you into trouble. You really need to find a new hobby."
<AlcarGM> Captain Look: "It's not a hobby. THey're .. they're the only ones who don't judge. Who don't make fun. Who .. who .. then Peter got older. He ... started doing things., to Wendy. To the others. Becoming his father. Wendy called it that, so he put her here, then somewhere else. I have been .. .lonely. Trapped."
<AlcarGM> Captain Look: "Please.. I don't know you ... but .. free the girl. I never had a - childhood. I think I was a star. It's hard to - to remember. But I can hear her crying, some nights. I would free her, but I can't."
* Cyrus` looks around conspiratorialy, then leans in and whispers. "When we get there, I'll see what I can do."
<AlcarGM> (( Maybe he can pay peter pan a few million dollars and settle out of court.... ))
<Cyrus`> (( lol ))
<Cyrus`> (( fly the lost boys to another country ))
<AlcarGM> Callie: "Then what can we do? I'm not sure if I could do a spell to stop all of them...."
<Cyrus`> "Its a tough one. I mean, they outnumber us, and can fly. Bleh, if only I really could get some fairy dust, that'd even the odds some. I wonder where Tinkerbell is... I sure hope he didn't kill her, or something."
<AlcarGM> Callie shivers. "I doubt he killed her," looking a bit green.
* Cyrus` thinks, and shudders a bit, too. "Good point..."
<AlcarGM> You fly, right past callie and to the hatch. The axe hits it again, almost breaking through.
* Cyrus` kicks it open and bursts out, flying up and crowing, just to mock Pan.
<AlcarGM> Peter Pan's jaw drops, then his eyes blaze with fury. The axe flies through the air towards you
* Cyrus` tries to knock it away with his spear.
<AlcarGM> You manafe to, but collide into a sail doing so, since flying is rather new to you :p
<AlcarGM> Peter flies up towards you, a knife in his hand and death in his eyes.
<AlcarGM> Callie flies out, dragging Captain Look and shoving him towards Wendy.
<AlcarGM> The lost boys.. hesitate .... not hating the Captina.. but they want wendy more ....
<AlcarGM> Tinkerbell is muttering weak fierce war cries.. something about "chew it up and spit it out" .. best not to listen to closely :P
<Cyrus`> "Pan, you've grown up in all the wrong ways. It's a shame." *flies up onto the rigging and lands on the horizontal part of the mast to try to goad him into doing the same, to duel. (Hey, it works in cartoons.)
<AlcarGM> lol. To your surprise, it actually works and he does not. "I CAN'T GROW UP!" he screams, lashing at you with the knife wildly, his face ugly with rage
<Cyrus`> "Girls usually like maturity, yes. But there's a lot to be said for kindness, and caring. They want someone sensitive, too."
<AlcarGM> You hold him, easilyt. He's . .a lot stronger than he appears, but he's fighting with nothing but anger, and that just makes him sloppy. "Let go of me! Let go of me!"
<Cyrus`> "Not until you calm down," more like a parent than he realizes.
<AlcarGM> Peter Pan: "I'M NOT A CHILD!" as he struggles, trying to bite your hand :p
* Cyrus` tries to force Peter's own arm in front of his face. "You just said you can't grow up."
<AlcarGM> You manage it, but he's wiggling around like an eel and does't seem like he's going to tire anytime soon. "THE STORY WON'T FUCKING LET ME! I HAVE TO HAVE SEX WITH WENDY WITH A STICK! A STICK!"
<Cyrus`> "Then let's leave the fucking story. To hell with this place. You can come with us to our world when we leave, and grow up for real."
* Mary_jane`^ looks down at Maxine "What is this circle?"
<AlcarGM> maxine: "Just.... sitting ina circle and calling up wards, and then invoking the goddess by the 4 directions..."
<Mary_jane`^> "Which goddess?"
<AlcarGM> maxine: "Uh .... *The* Goddess?"
* Mary_jane`^ shakes her head "Does she have a name?"
<AlcarGM> Maxine: "All goddess are one gooddess, all gods are one gods. It's .. .part of the creed."
* Mary_jane`^ stares at Maxine
* Mary_jane`^ stares at Maxine some more
<Mary_jane`^> "How long have you been doing magic?"
<AlcarGM> One of the not-as-scared-now witches looks up through the ruins of her mascara. "I . .I name her the Lady. The B - Blue Lady. I saw her, in a dream. But .. I never told anyone, because she has a sword."
<AlcarGM> (( *smiles evilly* ))
* Mary_jane`^ shivers and gets a stinging down her spine
<AlcarGM> Vance looks at you, wide-eyed....
<Mary_jane`^> "Are you.." Clearing her hoarse throat "Are you serious?"
<AlcarGM> Callie nods, glaring at Peter, the glow around her fading. "I - I think so. I don't know what I did. What is HE doing here?"
<Cyrus`> "What, you wanted me to murder him?" *a bit surprised* "He's just disturbed. Being trapped as a kid sqews your concept of reality after a while, I think."
<AlcarGM> Callie: "And that makes this all right?" angrily.
<Cyrus`> "Of course not. But it's not like he killed anyone. Besides Hook, but that was the croc, and we knew about that."
<AlcarGM> Callie: ".. you want him to come with us?" horrified.
<AlcarGM> Peter: "W - wendy....?"
<AlcarGM> She breaks awa from Captain Look and runs asway to the other side of the ship. Captain Look follows, looking worried.
<Cyrus`> "I just thought... you know... being able to grow up might even him out a little..."
<AlcarGM> Callie: "So he can grow up to ... " she closes her eyes, taking a deep breath, then another. "S-sorry. I just ..... he *hurt* her..."
<AlcarGM> Peter Pan stares at Wendyt running away, and is hurt a swell a stricken look in his eyes, bt he doesn't try and chase her. He just hugs himself, shivering even though it's warm out.
* Cyrus` suddenly feels like he's the bad guy for not killing him, from Callie's natural female guilt-trippery.
<Cyrus`> I'm guessing the pixie dust'll crap out when we leave here, huh? :(
<AlcarGM> it might, or might not ;)
* AlcarGM thinks Cyrus flying around;d be fun :0
<Cyrus`> (( :D ))
<AlcarGM> "It's like that Adams book. Leap to the ground and forget to fall. Hah! Just kidding. I bet that hurt?"
<AlcarGM> The tower is no longer a castle. Or, to be more exact, it is a castle. If a giant penis counts.
<AlcarGM> Peter: "....."
<AlcarGM> Callie: "Is it bad that I think I've seen that before?"
<Cyrus`> (( OOCly, I'm going "oh, fuck." ))
<AlcarGM> (( *grins* ))
<Cyrus`> "Um, well... that depends."
<Cyrus`> (( "Because I've seen it on the cover of the Little Mermaid VHS." ))
<AlcarGM> Callie turns bright red. "Not .. like that..... I mean .. in a dream."
<AlcarGM> Callie: "..that's not better."
<Cyrus`> "Oh. Well, I don't know. Was it a bad dream?"
<AlcarGM> Callie: 'I - I don't remember."
<AlcarGM> (( Peter: "It reminds me of CL..." ))
<AlcarGM> (( Peter: "Err .. I'm joking... " ))
<Cyrus`> (( "Yeah, but without the glitter, right?" ))
<AlcarGM> (( ... ewww! ))
<alcar> And Mimr is really not someone Cyrus wants to meet :p
<alcar> Mimir is bad. She royally screwed up Gabe, Nora and almost MJ.
* alcar is probably not having her show in this game because, well, I don't like GMing her :P
<Caltak> lol, you created a character you have an averstion to playing? lol...
<alcar> When an NPCs idea of fun is sexual torture, it's not fun :p
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I thought we'd ..retired . or something."
<Mary_jane`^> "Not with the dreams comming... Oh! Gabe found a picture from some cave people who were prayign to me so I got the chance to turn down being a goddess as well... It seems my past is haunting me."
* Mary_jane`^ shakes her head "You know you don't have to get involved this time, right?"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Screw that. We're friends....I hope mine past doesn't show upt. I really don't want to meet my clones," She takes a bite, then says "That came out too . .casual, didn't it?"
* Mary_jane`^ nods
<Cyrus`> I wonder what the game would have become if MJ had decided to do the goddess thing afterall. :P
* AlcarGM had plans for Cyryus to be the reincarnation of a high priestess of mJ :)
* Cyrus` fishes out a few sparse breakfasty-items from their hiding spots, and sets them out for Peter to pick something that strikes his fancy, then unwraps some Pop Tarts and starts eating one without bothering to toast it.
<AlcarGM> Peter eats it hesitatly a bit, then devours it. "That .... was good." He looks around some more warily. "This is the .... real world?"
* Cyrus` nods. "Or one of them, maybe. But as far as I know, yeah."
<AlcarGM> He nods. "It feels .. like home, a bit. Neverland. Like .. echoey," with a puzzled frown, then shakes his head. "Do I .. live here?" he points to the wardrobe.
<Cyrus`> "If I said yes, I'm sure I'd be descended upon by Child Services in an instant. No, for the time being, I'll give you the bed, and I'll take the floor. But hoopefully, we'll get something better set up as soon as possible."
<Mary_jane`^> "Forget the rules, show me my magic or I will do nothing."
<AlcarGM> Silence, then a soft laugh. The eyes open, far larger than you. "You amuse me, mortal." And something . .claw? tentacle? Neither? Both? moves in the living darkess, and you see . .the magic. Your magic, glowing in the air, lpooking much like a very small seed of blue fire. It's all alone, and very afraid.
<Mary_jane`^> "There it is. See, I knew you could be reasonable."
<Mary_jane`^> "Now, what must I do?"
<AlcarGM> It's gone, as you see it. "And must be claimed through fire, and pain, and darkess. Those are the rules," simply.
<Mary_jane`^> "And you still follow these rules? Why?"
<AlcarGM> Ygg: "What makes you think I have a choice?"
<Mary_jane`^> "There is always a choice."
* Mary_jane`^ grins "One is just harder than the other."
<AlcarGM> Ygg: "You would do the hard one, then?"
<AlcarGM> (( I love it how players like to make things complicated for themselves :) ))
* Mary_jane`^ grins wider "I haven't been tested in four years. I wouldn't mind a good challenge."
<Cyrus`> (( lol. ))
<AlcarGM> (( *shakes his head* ))
* Cyrus` starts walking to the next closest MJ on the list.
<AlcarGM> You find the one on campus in the A dorms. A-E are the . .more rambunctious ones. She is about 5'4', double your weight, and rap music is blaring from your rom, making nearby windows vibrate.
<AlcarGM> Mary Jane: "What do you want?" she yells, smoking a cigarette.
<Cyrus`> "Er, sorry to bother you... but ah... do you know anything about.. Lilith, or Mimir?"
<AlcarGM> She frowns. "You mean my ex? What the fuck does she want now?"
<Cyrus`> (( damn my luck... ))
<AlcarGM> (( had to :p ))
<AlcarGM> Ygg: "Rules are rules, here as much as elsewhere. No one breaks rules but they create new ones, and everything has prices."
<Mary_jane`^> "Yes, and some prices are less than others, all that fluff. You said you were about truth, but you're lieing to yourself."
<AlcarGM> Ygg: "All truths are lies."
<Mary_jane`^> "You are mistaken, everything is true."
<AlcarGM> Ygg: "Even false things?"
<Cyrus`> "What should... we do?"
* Mary_jane`^ looks at Cyrus "You a witch at all?"
<AlcarGM> Nora nods, then looks at Cyrus thoughtfully. "I don't know. What can you do?"
<Cyrus`> "Uhm... not that I know of. I'd be willing to learn, though?"
* Mary_jane`^ nods "Anyone can do magic."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I doubt you'd want to learn anything I could teach," with a smirk. "But you do know Callie, so if that's Luna's disguise you should notice her."
* Mary_jane`^ walks out the door
<Cyrus`> (( "Can you teach me to make people have sex with me?" ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( Probably, that's her big skill ))
<AlcarGM> (( "Yes." ))
<Cyrus`> (( "Awesome, sign me up." ))
<AlcarGM> Okay, Cyrus back in game2, MJ here....
<AlcarGM> (( or we can end for the night, if ppl are tired. ))
* Mary_jane`^ goes to the library
<Mary_jane`^> (( You're joking... Right? ))
<AlcarGM> (( lol. I'm not tired, but cal IS 3 hours ahead :) ))
<Cyrus`> (( I'm not tired. I think I've successfully bludgeoned my sleep cycle into submission. ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Why am I hiding?"
* AlcarGM Quit (Ping timeout)
<Mary_jane`^> because i'm leaving, Mkay!?
<Cyrus`> the Circle got to Alcar.
* sparkie Quit (Ping timeout)
<Cyrus`> and sparkie, as well.
<AlcarGM> You sense the circle watching, or some of it, and a ball . .they don't know where you are, yet....
<AlcarGM> Tad: "..... they're getting closer. Distract them! We need a distraction. Take off your shirt of something. They could be men."
<Mary_jane`^> "oh my god..."
* Mary_jane`^ sighs
<Mary_jane`^> "This is rediculous."
<Cyrus`> "Well, the dome's gone now, anyway."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "UNless something got her. Shit. Things were normal ....." she sighs, looking around as you reach the building "MJ?"
<AlcarGM> You see . .something .... beside the building. A man, made out of leaves, pop cans, and debris, with coat hangers for fingers. Six of them, wearing ragged clothing.
* Cyrus` STARES. Then taps Nora, and points.
<AlcarGM> Nora looks. Blinks. "Okay. I hope those aren't MJ."
<AlcarGM> Carl wakens at your Command, looking around in confusion. "Wolf . .wolfd was.....goingot eat me...?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Carl, tell me abut the circle."
<AlcarGM> He turns towards MJ: "My .. my Lady? I tried to find you, but you left the city and I could not."
<AlcarGM> Carl: "I even removed my eyes, but it didn't help. I still See you. Like a thing I see."
<Mary_jane`^> "Where is the circle?"
<AlcarGM> Peter: ".... why are we going with them?" whispered to Cyrus :p
<Cyrus`> You know, if those cavepeople still need a god, I do wave a spear around like a primitive... j/k :P
<AlcarGM> That would be funny :p
<Cyrus`> "Behold, the new holy symbol: a twenty-sided die!"
* alcar is now known as AlcarGM
* Chaos`^ is now known as Mary_jane`^
<Caltak> (( lol, I was about to join #game2 and I was like, "Oh yeah, I forgot. We're actually in the same place." ))
* Caltak is now known as Cyrus`
<AlcarGM> (( heh ))
<AlcarGM> Curreently, in true Comic Book fashion where the heroes meat and fight, MJ is holding a sword to Cyrus and demanding he produce a spear Cyrus has no idea how to produce. Peter Pan had stood up, knife in hand, and is glaring at MJ. Kiesha is just watching, figuring MJ knows what she is doing.
<AlcarGM> Gabe is just staring at both of you in confusion :p
* Cyrus` looks rather shocked.
* Mary_jane`^ raises her eyebrows
<Cyrus`> "I- I tried! It won't come, okay? I don't know what's wrong with it, but it wouldn't come!"
<Cyrus`> (( and my dirty little mind perverted that the instant I typed it. *sigh* ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Wonderful.. you carved a talking tree to death."
* Mary_jane`^ sighs and sheaths her sword
<Cyrus`> "No, not the whole tree, I cut a branch off and sharpened it."
<Mary_jane`^> "So then it grew a tip?"
<Cyrus`> "The spearhead just sort of appeared while we were fighting the wolf."
<Cyrus`> "Yeah, the Big, Bad Wolf. He was wearing a dress and wanted to eat us because Red Riding Hood was missing." *completely seriously*
* Mary_jane`^ looks at Gabe "Where are they?"
<Cyrus`> (( the more I talk about that adventure, the more I sound like a lunatic. ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( Noooo! You're joking? ))
<AlcarGM> Gabe: 'What, magic weapons? How should I know?"
<Cyrus`> (( I'm just glad Pan's here as proof. ))
<Mary_jane`^> "The circle Gabe, Focus."
* Cyrus` put his hand to his neck. "Man... that was a little extreme."
<Cyrus`> (( I mean, jsut because I have a magic weapon from another world that's seemingly more powerful than a demon and only shows up when I need to kill things, is that any reason to almost kill me?" ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( Wanna know what's wierd? Peter pan can fly and fight at the same time... How can you think happy thoughts when you're killing people unless you're a sadist? ))
<Cyrus`> (( who said he wasn't? ))
<AlcarGM> The ghosts are turning themselves into a wall around the three of you, stetching from floor to ceiling in a shimmer of pale grey.
* Mary_jane`^ pushes power against them
* Cyrus` backs up a little from them, looking unsure.
<AlcarGM> The ghosts recoil from then push, but hold together, forming a cage.
<AlcarGM> Kiesha growls at the circle, which actually retreats a little from that for a moment, some of the ghosts dissolving from the cage in fear.
<Mary_jane`^> "Wonderful... More ghosts."
* Mary_jane`^ looks for an eye in the cage
<Cyrus`> "And here we are with no cleric..." *muttered*
<Cyrus`> "Huh? Oh, er... nothing."
<Mary_jane`^> I meant what are they DOING
<AlcarGM> Tad: "Oh, them? Just a death spell. They need the ball to focus it and take karmic backlash, but it's refusing to work. I think the fisher king is doing something to it."
<Mary_jane`^> "WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY THAT EARLIER!?"
<AlcarGM> Tad: "It's not a very good one."
<Mary_jane`^> "So who's it going to kill? I mean, I'm trying to protect my friends here too."
<AlcarGM> Tad: "Oh, us, but it won't get through the wards."
<AlcarGM> The old witch is looking distinctly annoyed as you come up the stairs. Something slams into your wards, making you dizzy for a moment but nothing else.
<Mary_jane`^> "Why are you doing this?"
<AlcarGM> :"Orders," the witch says. "We do not allow .. interferce, in the Circle."
<AlcarGM> Witch ;"You ... really do have strong wards... interesting. We'd been told to expect otherwise." A bind slams down around you. "Magic must be protected from the world. It is not ready for magic yet."
<Mary_jane`^> "So why are you killing ME?"
<Cyrus`> (( the same reason the government kills people. You know to much, and are willing to share. ))
<AlcarGM> Witch: "For the same reason government kill speople. You know too much, and are willing to share. We can't have more Initiates in the world at present."
<Cyrus`> "Um, I'm gonna see if they have a band-aid or something."
* Cyrus` gets out of the car.
* Mary_jane`^ turns "Something wrong?"
<Cyrus`> (( I just said *points up* ))
<Cyrus`> "Well, the bleeding hasn't stopped."
* Cyrus` heads inside.
* Mary_jane`^ sighs and follows him
<Mary_jane`^> "Where are you going? We have a first aid kit at the apartment if you hold on."
* Cyrus` stops. "Oh. Ok. I just didn't want to bleed all over the interior of the car."
<AlcarGM> Peter comes of the elevator has you head inside, scowling. He's holding some gauze in one hand, and glares at Cyrus. :"The . .werewolf . said you'd need this?"
<Mary_jane`^> "It's been bled in before."
<AlcarGM> (( "many times." ))
* Cyrus` shrugs. "Nothing come without risk. Part of being a hero is putting yourself in harms way for the greater good."
<AlcarGM> Nora stares at you. "Greater good? Besides not dying?"
<Cyrus`> "Yeah, you know, the good of others. If I can make other people's lives better, whats a little hardship?"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "become a stand up comedian, then."
<Cyrus`> "I've been told I'm not very good at telling jokes."
<AlcarGM> Nora sighs and shakes her head. "I've done the hero thing. We did it, four years ago. In three weeks I was .... hurt, cloned, discovered I was a half demon, and ended up fighting demons of Hell and Merlin! We lost four yeas of our lives trying to deal with the shit that went down from that. Being a hero is NOT a good idea. You can still get out, Dor - Cyrus."
<Cyrus`> "And miss all that excitement?"
<AlcarGM> She blinks. Stares at you. "Excitement?!"
<AlcarGM> Poor Nora. Cyrus is a D&D player. She should just give up now :p
<Cyrus`> Yeah, basically. :)
<Mary_jane`^> Viva la resistance!
<Cyrus`> Damn Magic Mafia.
<Mary_jane`^> yes, soon they will demand protection erm... power
<Mary_jane`^> I wonder what currancy is amont witches
<Cyrus`> "I'm gonna make you an offer you can't refuse..." *BIND!*
<Cyrus`> Eye of Newt.
<AlcarGM> Peter: "It came from clouds. It - it might have." he wobbles in the air, then quickly lands on the roof. :"Vines, from the clouds. It ... he . .shouldn't be here. If it is him. We can't come here."
<Cyrus`> "Who shouldn't?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Hehe, jack, maybe."
<AlcarGM> Peter: "Stories. Us. From . the boundary. We can't cross o ... " he looks at MJ sharply, then just nods once.
<Mary_jane`^> "I was joking..."
* Mary_jane`^ frowns
<Cyrus`> "Jack? Oh, that Jack..."
<Mary_jane`^> "This is bad... I need to speak with the Sree, then."
<Cyrus`> "I wasn't aware that Jack would murder, though. Steal, yeah, but..."
<Cyrus`> "Well, other than giants."
<Mary_jane`^> "Well, maybe he was Jack the ripper and the beanstalk."
<AlcarGM> Peter: "The - giant killer. He'd kill. .. adults, in the boundary worlds. He ... I was told he'd . .got better. Gone after. .the real giants, the .. old ones. With a knife. A knife he .. . cut people a lot with.... "
<Mary_jane`^> "I was joking... WHere'd he find the knife?"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Maybe . .you should stop joking?"
<Mary_jane`^> "I know.. This is freaky."
<Mary_jane`^> "It's a thing of evil.. It creates a sadistic mind.. Whoever... TOUCHES the blade becomes an instant killer."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "It wants to be to used. To kill. Calls to peopel. The spirit of murder and pain..." she shakes her head, as if trying to forget it.
<Mary_jane`^> "I'm sort of glad I burned her body, now."
* Mary_jane`^ shivers
<Cyrus`> "Oh, it's one of those intelligent, cursed weapons. Yeah, those are nasty."
<Mary_jane`^> "It's a weapon from beyond creation."
<AlcarGM> (( lol. I can picture Cyrus looking for details on it to give it stats ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( In risus terms Kill(5) Narcodic (3) Kill User's good side (20) ))
<Cyrus`> (( "Ok, so it has a DC 25 to resist the mind control..." ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( Hardly, it means it has 20 d6 die vs your whatever =p ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( 5 at best ;))
* Cyrus` (( has never played Risus. :P ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( 20 is a bit above impossible.. I think 10 is Godlike ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( If nto less ))
<Cyrus`> (( I mean my character. n/m ))
<alcar> fairy tale story characters coming into the real world just can't be good.
<alcar> Jack: "... so .. many ... .giants...." *brain explodes*
<alcar> Knife: "Cool! A new . .hey. You're putting me in an EVIDENCE bag? What the hell?"
<GeminiRai> alcar, You wrote a dream where MJ wants to kill you?
<alcar> Erm. No. I don't think so.
<GeminiRai> MJ becomes murder to kill you!
<alcar> Well ... yes ....
<alcar> Could be seen that way.
<GeminiRai> Well, you and lancelot.
* alcar never thought of that.
<GeminiRai> But killing you would probably be enough.
* alcar makes a note to never tell Chaos where he lives.
* Cyrus` quietly gets ready for the day, then writes Peter a note saying he went to class and when he'll be back... and then suddenly wonders if he's literate.
<AlcarGM> You could draw a picture :)
* Cyrus` takes another sheet of paper and draws a clock face showing the time not too long after class gets out, and a crude image of a stick figure walking in a door.
<Cyrus`> (( yeah, I thought of that. ))
* Cyrus` draws next to it a picture of a short stick figure opening the door and puts a big X on it.
* Cyrus` thinks, and then draws a window and puts an X on that, too.
* Cyrus` decides that should cover it.
* Cyrus` tapes them up in a conspicuous location.
<Cyrus`> (( Peter: "so... the door and window have treasure in them?" ))
<AlcarGM> (( * Peter gets a shoven and begins digging a hole through your door. ))
<Cyrus`> "Hey. Sorry about that, but I didn't want to wake you."
* Cyrus` puts his bag down and starts taking things out of it, such as the food, and his books and stuff.
<AlcarGM> Peter: "Oh! It's okay. I once slept through an earthquake. I'm a good sleeper."
<AlcarGM> (( "And I'm really a sleeper agent for the Red Queen." *pulls out a gun* ))
<Cyrus`> (( Oh noes! ))
<Cyrus`> (( oddly enough, the first thing I just thought is that something like that would remove a complication nicely. :P ))
<AlcarGM> (( lol ))
<AlcarGM> (( that is worrying, unless the complication you meant was your PC being alive :) ))
<Cyrus`> (( either way, it'd simplify everything. ))
<AlcarGM> He points at your drawning. "That's a really bad drawning."
<Cyrus`> (( either way, it'd simplify everything. ))
* Cyrus` nods. "Yeah, I know. I can do a bit better, but this was just a quickie to let you know what I was doing."
<Cyrus`> (( Plus, that's rather good by paleolithic standards. ))
<AlcarGM> Peter: "I *can* read., you know," in an affronted tone. "Wendy -" he hestitates, then leaves memory lane. "she taught us how to. She had a book.":
<Cyrus`> "Ah yes. I forgot that. Well, I'm sorry, then. But you know, just wanted to be sure."
<AlcarGM> He nods. "It's okay. It wasn't a good book. The dog just kept running, and spot is a stupid name for a dog anyway."
<Mary_jane`^> "Do you have a place to stay?"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "The moon, of course."
* Mary_jane`^ frowns "That's no fun... We have a spare couch you can use if you want."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "But I get frequent flier miles going to the moon. And you snore."
<AlcarGM> She grins.
* Mary_jane`^ clenches her Jaw "When did you ever sleep around me before?"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "We didn't?"
<AlcarGM> She frowns. "I thought we had. Maybe I forgot."
* Mary_jane`^ raises an eyebrow at her
<Mary_jane`^> "I can still see truth, I hope you know."
* Mary_jane`^ hmphs "you've been sneaking around in my room while Iw as asleep, haven't you?"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "I forgot that we hadn't yet. You know. Slept. Something like that. I'm not sure anymore."
* Mary_jane`^ raises an eyebrow
<Mary_jane`^> "Speaking of sleeping with people, I have a boyfriend now."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "What is he?"
<Cyrus`> MJ: "Interested in a three-way?"
* Cyrus` hides
<Mary_jane`^> "You're not staying on my moon again, are you?"
<AlcarGM> Luna follows. "He must be nice then. I'll try to not make fun of him." She skips along absently. "Oh, no. It's too crowded right now. You should charge rent."
* Mary_jane`^ blinks "What?"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "You know, a fee."
<Mary_jane`^> "No I mean.. it was just my magic in there last time I checked."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Oh. Maybe they left already."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "I think they were bears."
<Mary_jane`^> "...Bears... IN my head?"
<AlcarGM> She nods. "Uhm. Three weeks and change? Something like that. They kept staring at me and saying I needed to be a good person."
* Mary_jane`^ drops her jaw and picks it up, prelacing it "Bears in my head were playing police?"
<AlcarGM> Luna nods. "That isn't normal for you?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Why would it be? Were there bears last time?"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Well, no, but I thought you'd brought them in to keep you happy. Like drugs. Except furrier."
* Mary_jane`^ shakes her head "Nope..."
<Mary_jane`^> "I imagine they were there because of the open space or something... Anyway it should be void except my magic. If you find bears tell me... Though I imagine my freespace is smaller now that the power is gone... The point I'm trying to make is, would you tell me before you go in there?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Or atleast when you get there..."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Well, they probably left. I think they were like gpysies. And they might have been gay. They kept talking about rainbows and stared a lot at me. Maybe they want to make people gay in the happy way? Or both ways. They couod be like gayness ninjas hiding inside the head. Warriors of the rainbow."
<Mary_jane`^> Gay rainbow ninja bears! Film at 11!
<AlcarGM> The care beares, actually :p
<AlcarGM> hence the staring :)
<Mary_jane`^> "The ninjas control the TV."
<AlcarGM> He frowns at the air. "Open." The world .. lurches to your left, and you find yourself standing on a street of the city. Except the sky is a haze of drawn breaking overhead and the buildings around you look to be made out of barbed wire and glass wound tgether, surrounded by electrical fences and dead grass.
<AlcarGM> Gabe looks around, then grimaces. "Lovely."
<AlcarGM> Peter is wearing what he was wearing when you first met him, here and looks around in wonder.
* Cyrus` looks at a building. "Kind of reminds me of some video game I saw once... Silent Hill, I think."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Welcome to what suburbia looks like inside the real city, then." he sighs, and begins down the street.
<AlcarGM> Kiesha just sniffs. "No vampires. That's a bonus. but they normally avoid burbs anyway. Too many JWs."
* Cyrus` follows.
<AlcarGM> Peter flies right up into the air with a "Wheeeee!"
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "Jehovah's Witnesses. They object to vampires for the whole blood transfusion thing."
* Cyrus` almost asked why thered be JW's here, but remembers the comment about nightmares. :P
<AlcarGM> The grey looks up *please?* in your head. *a probing? I need to <following by a very vivid imagine of a rather terrified teenage boy being probed. Painfully> *need. To procreate.*
<AlcarGM> (( Thois is why Greys are dying out. ))
* Cyrus` goes wide-eyed and backs away, rather quickly. "S-sorry, I'm not really into that sort of thing..." *hurriedly*
<AlcarGM> (( Grey female: "It's still not working. We're doing somethng wrong, Xxkjeg." ))
<Cyrus`> (( you'd think they'd figure something like that out. ))
<AlcarGM> (( I bet the women just don't want to be stuck with kids. ))
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I think .. I think I'm hungry."
<Mary_jane`^> "There's lettuce in the fridge."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I threw it out. And it doesn't have a soul. Cabbage does. But that's because cabages are smarter than humans. Someday we'll all evolve ki nto cabbages and get turned into coleslaw."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "Left, four blocks. The junkies are blocking off a road."
<AlcarGM> Gabe sighs. "Great. You might want to stay back," to you. "THey tend to get violent."
<AlcarGM> He turns down a side street that wasn't there a moment ago, or maybe was and you couldn't see it.
* Cyrus` follows, at a little distance.
<AlcarGM> The street is filled with dust bunnies. Most of them leaping out of shadows and getting high off of open spaces and roling around giggling like mad.
<Cyrus`> (( rofl ))
<Cyrus`> (( thats awesome ))
<AlcarGM> Kiesha growls, and they quickly scatter off the street. A lblock ahead of you is a giant barricsde of junk, mannerd by what look like pop cans chanting "Say NO to be recyled!"
<AlcarGM> a teddy bear with its mouth sewen shut is looking up at you holding a pamphlet protesting animal experimentation\
* Cyrus` takes the pamphlet and looks through it briefly. ((Actual animals or stuffed animals?)) "Uh, I could probably fix that for you." *gesturing vaguely at its mouth*
<AlcarGM> (( stuffed ;P ))
<AlcarGM> Tjhe bear blinks a few times, and looks up in surprise, and claps its hands together.
* Cyrus` pulls out his pocket knife that he keeps forgetting he doesn't have ((unless it dosnt work for some reason))
<AlcarGM> it works.
<AlcarGM> Gabe is saying "humans LIKE to recycle. I can't every well change the city so no one does," impatiently. It seems to be an old argument.
* Cyrus` kneels down, opening it. "Hold still..."
<AlcarGM> The bear looks rather worried and trembles slightly but is otherwise still.
<AlcarGM> (( no anaesthesia?! :P ))
* Cyrus` very carefully cuts the strings that're holding its mouth shut
<Cyrus`> (( you dont get anathesia when they remove stitches anyways. ))
<AlcarGM> The bear blinks a few times, a tear trickling down a cheek as you finish and hugs you tightly.
* Cyrus` smiles. "Hey, no problem."
<AlcarGM> The bear pulls back., then says in a very hoarse and scratchy voice: "Your soul is MINE!"
<Cyrus`> (( aw man, I was just typing how I was pleasantly surprised that the bear *didnt* try to kill me, and here you go an ruin it. ))
* Cyrus` blinks. "Wait, what?"
<AlcarGM> Bear: "Oops!" It covers its mouth with its paws. "I must have planned that for the scientists. I am so sorry, but I am abear of very little brain. THey have it on a shelf."
* Mary_jane`^ looks at the cieling and starts crying "It's not real."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Why does the hyena? I don't know why."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Sex is real," firmly.
<Mary_jane`^> "NO nono.." Crying and shaking her head "It's not REALLY the universe... It doesn't feel the same."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "It was changed. I saw it, from far away, on my way to nothing where nothing is all. It was very bright. Like a lightbulb!"
* Mary_jane`^ sniffs
<Mary_jane`^> "It's not real... This is fake!"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "'s ... 's one of those metaphors? LIke a normal phore. . But complicated?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Nonono... It's really... I SAW it! It was HUGE! and bright and it talked but I don't think it liked me."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Probably wanted sex."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "There is more to life than sex." She frowns. "But no life without it."
<AlcarGM> Bear: "You are a good person, and I thank you. How can I repay you for being nice?"
<Cyrus`> "Oh, no need. The satisfaction of a good deed done is enough for me."
<AlcarGM> The bear looks rather surprised. "Oh. Then you are a saint?"
<Cyrus`> "Um, not that I'm aware of."
<AlcarGM> Bear: "Oh." He plops down on the ground. :"Then I am very confused! You can't go around giving things away. It's rude!"
<Cyrus`> "It is?"
<AlcarGM> Bear: "No one should do things no one else can pay them back for. It just breeds resentment. Gratitude is the hardest thing to bear. I know that, because I used tobe a furture cookie and that is what I said."
<AlcarGM> (( it's a future cookie. People always forget that.. :p ))
<AlcarGM> Nora: "You should have sex. You have a boyfriend. They exist for sex."
<Mary_jane`^> "I missed you Luna... And when I was alone this summer... I didn't even have nora to talk to, I would talk to the moon at night... I hoped you'd be listening."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "We could call him."
<Mary_jane`^> "Noooo He would think I was a slut..."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "I used to listen, but then I stopped talking."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "All women are sluts. All men are .. are .... soldiers. 's called life."
<Mary_jane`^> "Nonono, it's called sexism!!"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "That's just made up by women who aren't getting any. And . .and .. need ot justifdy. Why they don't get any. cuz they are ugly."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Everyone is ugly once you crack the yoke.'
<Mary_jane`^> "I don't get any... but he hasn't asked... atleast not very bluntly.."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Maybe he is just shy! You need to be forward. Like, naked. "
<Mary_jane`^> "No, he'd run away because I'm ugly." Crying more
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Then you hit him on the head and ..and drag him nback to the cave. It's not rape if you love him."
<AlcarGM> Nora nods.
<Mary_jane`^> "I don't know... I'd rather have coleslaw."
<AlcarGM> Bear: "They you are a saint, if there is nothing you want." He looks up. "I am called Mister Bear."
<Cyrus`> "My name's Cyrus Valiton." ((and its interesting that the first time I say my full name to a character, its to a teddy bear))
* Mary_jane`^ stands, falls backward, and stands again "I have to go." Stumbling
<AlcarGM> Luna: "We all have to go. But .. but thren we arrive, and we never left. Because the keys are always lost."
<Mary_jane`^> "No, I have to go to the bathroom."
* Mary_jane`^ stumbles to the bathroom
<Mary_jane`^> "What's outside?"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Things that are not inside."
* Mary_jane`^ stumbles to the door
<AlcarGM> Luna follows, weaving slightly. "I think ... I think .... I forget what I think. I was thinking."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Should we leave money for coleslaw? That is what I am thinking. Now. Or a few moments ago. Now keeps moving."
* Mary_jane`^ pulls out a wad of money "Incase she can't convince him..."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Who?"
<Mary_jane`^> "The guy she's having sex with."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Oh. 's not a guy. Girl. Doing deliveries. She brought us coleslaw."
* Mary_jane`^ coughs "Really? I wouldn't mind seeing that." Walking outside
<AlcarGM> Luna: "She bought it to the door. It wasn't much to see."
<AlcarGM> You waken with a nice headache the next morning.
* Mary_jane`^ rolls over grabbing her head
<AlcarGM> The room lurches, and for a moment everything seems ... different. Smells are .. crisper ... and there are trumpets, and hunting horns.. and then it returns to what passes for normal again
* Mary_jane`^ crawls out of bed and looks around for Luna
<AlcarGM> She is in the living room watching the tv.
* Mary_jane`^ takes a cold shower
* Mary_jane`^ redresses her burn and goes to the kitchen to get water
<AlcarGM> You take a very long, very cold snhower. It helps get rid of the pouding, and the water helps a lot as well.
* Mary_jane`^ stomps into the living room and looks around for Nora
<AlcarGM> You hear Nora stumnbling in thebathrom, muttering something about "who used up all the cold water?"
<AlcarGM> They have lunch, and begin playing a session of D&D. You're reminded of Ralph :p
<AlcarGM> Shockingly there is a girl playing with them.
* Mary_jane`^ eats behind them, slowly
<Mary_jane`^> what is SHE wearing? =p
<AlcarGM> Just jeans, and a t-shirt. Like everyone else, she doesn't seem to notice the knights are in armour.
<Mary_jane`^> it's not a girl
<Cyrus`> You can tell already?
<Mary_jane`^> it's a guy playing a girl, which is totally sick, and totally gay you know? I can't believe anyone would actually DO that
<Cyrus`> Yeah, tell me about it.
<Cyrus`> That's so perverted.
<Mary_jane`^> totally, it's like... I don't know it's almost like a mental rape you know? You can't get any so you play some chick
<Cyrus`> That's almost as bad as those freaks who refuse to roleplay as humans and always have to be some kind of monster or something.
<Cyrus`> I mean, you're not a Minotaur or whatever, so get over it.
<Mary_jane`^> totally, you just gotta admit who you are and live with it. I mean, I can see roleplaying a person that is almost exactly like you, because you'd be good at it, right?
<Cyrus`> Yeah, totally.
<Mary_jane`^> I've had too much la fin lately
<Mary_jane`^> I tried to call one of my co-workers 'luna' today
* Cyrus` looks at Peter's hand. "How bad is it?"
<AlcarGM> Peter frowns, then opens it. It looks like third degree burns, but as you 1watch the burns begin to fade. He's a bit pal,e but shrugs "it's okay. We heal fast. It melted my knife, though. I stabbed hook with it!"
<Cyrus`> "I wasn't aware you stabbed Hook. I knew you fought each other and that the croc ate him, but... *shrugs* WEll whatever. We can get you a new knife later."
<AlcarGM> Peter: "It was *mine*..." he scowls "And it was magical! No dragon should be able to melt it"
<Cyrus`> (( "Yeah, and how do you think we attracted the croc, anyway? Hook's entrails, duh." ))
<Cyrus`> "I dunno, dragons can be pretty powerful."
<AlcarGM> (( *grins* Pretty much :p ))
<AlcarGM> Peter: "yeah, but it's only the Western ones that are evil.:
* Cyrus` shrugs. "Well, it's not like we can question the thing. I seems to have made it rather dead. *mutters:* Must've got a natural 20...."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "It could be the drink is making you see things before they happen. Sometimes the effect can be seen before the cause." She frowns at the coffe. "I don't like this. It's making me sound sane."
* Mary_jane`^ pours herself some coffee
<Mary_jane`^> "Or maybe its the opisite. I'm seeing the past."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Oh. THen try not to change it. I wouldn't want to wake up and find out that we were ruled by Darth Bush."
<Mary_jane`^> "Why would someone get together to Lark?"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "To eat birds?"
* Mary_jane`^ drinks her coffee too fast and does a reverse blow, and pours another cup
<Mary_jane`^> "Those knights said they were at some kind of lark last night and saw a werewolf in a dress."
<AlcarGM> Well, they'd said something about the lark in the woods. Maybe it's really a euphemism :p
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Oh. Maybe it was an orgy?"
<Mary_jane`^> "They're playing D&D right now, with dice."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "D&D?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah... I have no idea what it is but nerdy kids usually play it."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "If it involves dungeons, we can be sure larks are orgies."
<AlcarGM> the larp people became real knights. I am soo having the larp do paranoia next :)
<AlcarGM> dead bodies everywhere :P
<Mary_jane`^> i refuse
<Cyrus`> or CoC
<Cyrus`> CoC would rule.
<AlcarGM> lol. CoC would be awesome.
<Cyrus`> Um, Call of Cthulhu.
<Mary_jane`^> Never use that acronym again
<Cyrus`> Paranoia Engenders Needless Irreversible Sacrifice.
<Cyrus`> "No, LARP. Live Action Roleplay." *as if explaining to a slow person*
<Mary_jane`^> "What's that? Some knights were talking about it today. Do you know craig, the werewolf? he was wearing a dress?"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "You mean like Cowboys & Indians?"
* Mary_jane`^ opens the door and goes back to her meal
<Cyrus`> "Knights?" *ignores Nora's question* "What do you mean, Knights? Like, in armor?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah, two of them. They went to class, but no one noticed... I figured it was just my Site acting up. I was pretty waisted last night."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I doubt it. Knights couldn't really be good cowboys."
<Mary_jane`^> "They could if you gave them swords..."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha sniffs. "The air is ... cleaner here. Strange."
<Cyrus`> "I didn't see any industry last time I was there."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "No, I mean...." she shakes her head. "I'm not sure. It smells. Innocent. Purer." (("Like babies breath."))
<Cyrus`> "It wasn't very pure before... It was actually a bit corrupt, it seemed."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha shrugs. "That's.... " she stops. "..I am not saying we're not in kansas..."
<Cyrus`> "I made the mistake of saying that last time."
<AlcarGM> the field has turned into corn, again. As if you stepped throuugh a doorway. You seem to be near the edge of the field and you can hear voices. Men, it sounds like
<Cyrus`> (( And if anyone should it's me, cause you're more like ToTo. ))
<Mary_jane`^> Pappa smurf can I lick your ass?
<AlcarGM> It's actually a plot :p
<AlcarGM> WEell, not the smurfs gangbanging Smurfette, but what the tv shows :p
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Everyone has secrets. We have to, to have places to hide. Otherwise we have nothing private in our lives. Like celebrities. It's why they don't become gods."
* Mary_jane`^ motions a finger in the air, as if to symbolise she is speaking wisdom "A good friend does not watch her friend kiss a friend and brag about it!"
<AlcarGM> Luna considers that. "I like that. It's very fortune cookie. I prefer 'suck face' because it would also cover some forms of possesssion."
<AlcarGM> You walk. You can see the fire to the south, and several emergency vehicles go by with their sirens singing strange songs, as if they were glorying that it could be the end of the world.
<Mary_jane`^> "Hmmm... I think that's the apartment we found Maxine in."
<AlcarGM> The park is the same one you went to earlier. Swingset. Playground. A few lonely trees. An old woman is feeding some dicks breadcrumbs, but they likely won't follow the trail back to her home.
<AlcarGM> Err .. ducks.
<Mary_jane`^> freudian slip eh?
<Denise^_^> what game is this?
<GeminiRai> Mortal City!
<GeminiRai> The sequel to The end!
<GeminiRai> Er, La Fin!(de siecle)
<Denise^_^> what happens in it?
<GeminiRai> Don't know!
<GeminiRai> I'm guessing the mortality of a city comes up.
<GeminiRai> Well, it's called mortal city after all.
<GeminiRai> It seems to suggest that a city is not immortal!
<GeminiRai> Perhaps it is going to be destroyed by militant trash.
<GeminiRai> in La fin, Mary Jane, an angel, a succubus, a fisher king, the moon's soul, a wizard, a little girl werewolf, and a butler save the world by killing Merlin, Arthur, and several million demons...well, and other stuff along the way.
<GeminiRai> At the end, MJ sacrifices most of her power, which comes primarily from being the embodiment of a spark of creation from the beginning of the universe(as well as holding another)
<GeminiRai> And Mortal City is the people who managed to survive.
<GeminiRai> the trash thing was just something that happened last night:P
<Mary_jane`^> what's anne's maiden name?
<AlcarGm> Hrmn .... i have no idea.
<Mary_jane`^> my point is
<Mary_jane`^> that MJ saw the dragon
<Mary_jane`^> and said he knew she was a consequence because he met her mom whe she was a kid
<Mary_jane`^> but she wouldn't have been a consequence then
<AlcarGm> lol! That is a good point...
<AlcarGm> oops :p
<Mary_jane`^> anyway, it's highy suspect =p
<Mary_jane`^> bah, I've dealt with tired before =p
<AlcarGm> yes, but you were |337 then :p
<Mary_jane`^> I'm still |337, you can't outgrow \337tness
<AlcarGm> Well, yes, but not in the same way :) And you're feeling very tired.
<Mary_jane`^> But the light is just upahead... Just a little longer?
<AlcarGm> The lkight is all around you. blue and red, and yoiur body is feeling further away.. as if you could just wander out and never go back
<Mary_jane`^> Oh, good... No wait..
<AlcarGm> distantly, a void seems to be yelling your name but it's very far away
<AlcarGm> eerr, voice :p
<AlcarGm> You sense some .... things... becoming aware of you, but you have no idea what they're saying, nor how to reply to them.
<Mary_jane`^> "Erm... Excuse me, has anyone seen Luna?"
<AlcarGm> Whatevcer is aware of you ..says ..or does . .something, but you have no idea what. Your brain can't make heads or tails or anything else about whatever is here.
<Mary_jane`^> (( English seems to be the universal language in TV shows... ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Erm... What I mean to say is... Could you tell her I"m here? I'm sort of waiting for her."
<AlcarGm> (( Yes, but not to 134th dimensional beings who are wondering if you are a virus :p ))
<AlcarGm> Something .. pushes at you. Searching. Or looking. Or maybe it's mating with you. You are not sure :p
<AlcarGm> So, a pan-dimensional entity slums into a 4th dimensional universe. "hi mom!" Or not :P
<AlcarGm> You drift backwards.. or downwards ....'that-wards' probably decribes it best, and find yourself back in your body again. it feels cold, and strange, and it could probably stand to lose a few pounds.
<AlcarGm> Tad: "Are you completely batshit?!" frantically, from your shadow.
<AlcarGm> The fact that a voice is talking to you from your shadow would, of course, normally make it a rhetorical question :)
<AlcarGm> Your class is a lecture on comparative religions and you find the prof's suggestion that Bugs Bunny is Loki in the modern world quite amusing, if nothing else.
* Mary_jane`^ wonders if he hit the acid this morning, and drinks coffee after class
<AlcarGm> (( it makes some sense; they're both tricksters :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( I prefer not to think about it ))
<AlcarGm> You drink some more coffee and are feleing ..well ..awake, if nothing else. Tad is busy remaking wards, and ignoring you
<Mary_jane`^> i'm mad at myself
* AlcarGm grins. Yup :P
<Mary_jane`^> MJ should go to a cullinary school just to piss people off
<Mary_jane`^> "YOU BURNED THE SALAD! HOW DO YOU BURN SALAD!?"
<AlcarGm> lol! Yes :)
<AlcarGm> "It is physically impossible to burn a caesar salad!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Erm... I gratted the cheese a little fast?"
<AlcarGm> So . .what is Brianna going to be..
* AlcarGm ponders
<Mary_jane`^> a delivery girl?
<AlcarGm> oh! Got it.
<Mary_jane`^> she's just really good at her job
<AlcarGm> Please, in this game? No one is normal :p
<Mary_jane`^> one can dream
<Mary_jane`^> I need a good word to use in Hightongue
<Mary_jane`^> what's Hightongue for Home?
<AlcarGm> "I stubbed my toe!" alkso know, in the tongue of a lesser age as, "$^%^!"? :p
<AlcarGm> Erm. No idea....
<Mary_jane`^> Don't you have a dictionary or somethign?
<AlcarGm> Wait.. "Kedva" :p
<AlcarGm> of? :p
<AlcarGm> no :p
<Mary_jane`^> How do you get the words?
* AlcarGm makes them up based on other words. Tad Etad is sanskrit :p Kedva is from Jainism.
<AlcarGm> I think.
<AlcarGm> it might have ben Kevda.
<Mary_jane`^> Kevda flows off the tongue better
<Mary_jane`^> I'll use that
<Mary_jane`^> "She doesn't have a soul... And she doesn't not have one either... SHe doesn't NEED one."
<AlcarGm> Nora: "... what the hell doesn't need a soul?"
<AlcarGm> Nora: "besides lawyers and politicians."
<Mary_jane`^> "Here's a hint... Her family's from Ireland."
<AlcarGm> Nora: ".... oh."
* Mary_jane`^ drinks some more Tea, letting Nora sort through it
<AlcarGm> Nora :"But .. she Looks human..."
<Mary_jane`^> "They all do."
<AlcarGm> Nora: "No, I saw through the ones at that ..bookstore thing."
<Mary_jane`^> "They weren't hiding it well."
<Mary_jane`^> "They thought they were in control."
<AlcarGm> Nora: "There's something else beind them ... shit. I mean .shit. What is up with the lack of normal people in this world to bloody well screw?!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Her lack of a soul is a dead givaway... You might want to mention it to her."
<AlcarGm> Nora: "Right, like THAT is going to come up in a casual conversation...."
<AlcarGm> Tad: "I'm not insulting you you dumb noodeloaf! YOU. CAN'T. SAVE. HER. We don't have enough power to get far enough!!"
<Mary_jane`^> "How can I get enough power, then!?"
<AlcarGm> Tad: "Become a source for Merlin," sarcastically. "There's no other power than strong in this universe for a source. And he's no longer in this universe thanks to you and Gabe so that's out."
<AlcarGm> Your Shadow isn't lying.. but he's not telling the whole truth either....
<Mary_jane`^> "Tell me... I can't lie to myself for long!"
<AlcarGm> Tad: ".... wanna bet?"
<AlcarGm> he sounds afraid :p
<Mary_jane`^> "Don't make me come in there!"
<AlcarGm> Silence in reply :p
<Mary_jane`^> "Tell me."
<AlcarGm> More silence. He is making wards. Against you.
<AlcarGm> You suspect the Circle would laugh themselves to death if they could see this :p
<Mary_jane`^> "You can't ward from ME! I AM ME!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Why me... Uhg!"
<AlcarGm> Tad: "Listen. We became ... when we .. woke up .... when we saw.... that was nothing. Anyone can become that, if they need to. Anyone can do it. The grail is ..magnitudes above that. It could bring her here in . .seconds."
* Mary_jane`^ stares at Tad
<Mary_jane`^> "First you were affraid of it, and now you're trying to talk me into it?"
<AlcarGm> Tad: "No. I'm saying it's the only way to do it, if you want to do it. And I ..am you. Mostly."
<Mary_jane`^> "Yes, then you know that the answer is No and that I'm going to try to help her help herself."
<AlcarGm> Tad: "Oh. Good luck." he doesn't add that it's a waste of time, but you can see it in his eyes. He looks almost sad
* Mary_jane`^ shoves a pile of rope into his arms "Atleast make yourself useful and swim out to the coral line and make some bueys for the incomming ships."
<AlcarGm> Tad: ".. what ships?"
<Mary_jane`^> "I don't care! You're thinking about me dieing too much and you need to stop. If a ship were to ever come in, it needs to know where it can land and where it can't. Get to work."
<Mary_jane`^> "We need to lose weight, which means you need to do more manual labor." Nodding sagely
<AlcarGm> Tad: ".. what?"
<Mary_jane`^> "I'm joking. You need something to occupy yourself. Get to work."
<AlcarGm> To save time, and end@scene .. you follow. The path is weaker now, and you're more following your own trail than hers, but you do follow. You have no idea if you make it as far as before, or further, but you don't sense her at all. Just infinity unfolding around you like an onion of infinities piled on each other.
* Mary_jane`^ yells a few times, brightens herself up with blue light, then gives up when her power gets low
<AlcarGm> You seem you hear the music of . .flutes...? when you brighten yourself
* Mary_jane`^ leaves all the same, she can't venture far on her power
<AlcarGm> The fluting was strange and thin, and there might have been drunms..but it was far away
* Mary_jane`^ checks on Tad before goign to bed
<AlcarGm> Tad is making ships now ;)
* Mary_jane`^ frowns at him
<Mary_jane`^> "I suppose that's one way of doing it..."
<AlcarGm> Tad: "The Buoys need a use."
<Mary_jane`^> "You could build a port city, if you get bored... but more importantly we need a library for you to learn the magic stuff so you can tell me when I need it most..." Thinking to herself "Can't see how I can get a library in my head of things I don't already know."
<AlcarGm> Tad; "Everyone forgets things."
<Mary_jane`^> "Then the library will be of what I've forgotten." Nodding to herself "I think."
* Mary_jane`^ puts a hand on his shoulder "LIsten..." Motioning to the bouys and ship "This is optional... I just don't want you dwelling over death all the time. Do what you want, I just hope this helps.."
<alcar> lol. It's msotly that your subconsciousness thinks you have a death wish :p
<alcar> like superheroes who become normal and still try and give Galactus a wedgie
<Chaos`^> I'll have you know
<Chaos`^> that superheros do become normal and try to give galacticusususes a wedgie... and in the end they get their powers back
<AlcarGM> The 4 tax collectors don't look at al lplaced at the old man saying he can't pay any more taxes. The one standing beside his horse frowns, even as you're ytrying to work your head around taxes in story book land. "Children, then."
<AlcarGM> Old man:"Excuse me?"
* Cyrus` steps out and walks over. "Good sirs! Can't you perhaps overlook it this one time?"
<AlcarGM> Tax collector: "Subsection 4, article 33a of paragraph 16 of book 4 of the tax laws clearly states that children can be substitutes as tax payments, provided theyn are nice and plump and not too stringy."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha "What are you - " Then mutters something under her breath and follows you
* Cyrus` blink-blinks. "The Sherriff is a cannibal, now?"
<AlcarGM> The Tax Collector stares at you disdainfully. "Of course not. They're told to witchesin exchange for magic. " He then frowns at a list. "I don't recnognize you. Where are you from, strangers?"
<Cyrus`> "The r-- Bellona."
<AlcarGM> The Tax collector stares at the money in your hand. "How did you come into the kingdom of King Dick -" *one of the other tax collectors coughs* "Ahem. King Richard the Lionhearted without ever using the local currency - unless you are vagrants?!"
<Cyrus`> "We travel simply, and live off the land."
<AlcarGM> Tax Collector: "NO one lives off the land in this day and age. Arrest them for thievery," to the other 3 tax collectors.
<AlcarGM> They draw their swords/.
<AlcarGM> Old Man: "Er. I do. With my farm?" in a small voice. No one pays any attention to him :p
* Cyrus` puts up his hands in a calming gesture. "Good sirs, I do not wish to fight, but I have far too much to do to be arrested at present."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha walks for a bit, then says "They're going to want you to slay a dragon, you know."
<Cyrus`> "Tch, yeah, probably."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "No probably. I overheard two of the others. Apparently a live dragon slayer is almost unheard of."
<Cyrus`> "I can easily imagine why."
* Cyrus` doesnt seem all that worried, strangely.
<AlcarGM> She nods. "at least it scared them. killing people - even tax collectors - is a bad way to enter any new place."
* Cyrus` nods. "Exactly."
<Cyrus`> "I hoping we can just manage to rolepl--talk our way through any problems like that, untiul we can figure out what's going on here."
<AlcarGM> You walk down the road, past other rather shoddy farmsteads. Lots of green rolling hills, and to thw west Sherwood Forest, of magestic trees and probably famous outlaws as well. As long as it's not the Disney version with antropomorphic animals.
<AlcarGM> Kiesha doesn't catch the slip and just nods. "I think they need money."
<Cyrus`> (( but I like anthropomorphic animals. ))
<AlcarGM> Kiesha sniffs the air. "Nothing i'd call dragon. People. Lots of animals. Some scents I have no idea about ....." She shrugs. "That oldman didn't seem to have much at all."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "You can't tax dead people, after all."
<Cyrus`> "No? *shrug* Might be because he's just a background character. This is all a Story, afterall."
<Cyrus`> (( oh, much money? ))
<Cyrus`> (( I might have read that wrong ))
<Cyrus`> (( I thought she meant much scent. :P ))
<Cyrus`> (( which is it, so I can correct myself if need be? :P ))
<AlcarGM> (( lol. money ;p ))
<AlcarGM> Kiesha gives you a blank look. "What?
<Cyrus`> "Hmm? Oh, you meant money? Sorry. In that case, farmers aren't usually known for being the richest people, unless it's an unusually wonderful season, or something."
* Cyrus` looks at Kiesha. "So, as I was saying earlier, want a lift?"
<AlcarGM> Kiesha nods.
* Cyrus` picks her up carefully and flies them to the other side.
<AlcarGM> John scowls and gijves you both the finger.
<Cyrus`> "Show some manners! She is a lady, afterall."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "....so why are we following the road? Couldn't you just fly to the castle?"
* Cyrus` blinks.
<Cyrus`> "Er, I guess. But... I mean, that kind of removes all the adventure, doesn't it?"
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "Adventure?"
<Cyrus`> "This is a storybook land. What's the worst that could happen?" ((and just then, something unimaginable horrible occurs, just cause I said it.))
<AlcarGM> You come to a clearing as you say that. There;s a knight, with a sword, in black armour.
<AlcarGM> Kiesha stops. "I didn't smell him.,..."
<Cyrus`> (( Cthulhu: "Hi, hows it going?" Keisha and Cyrus: *heads explode* ))
<AlcarGM> Knight: "None shall pass."
* Cyrus` grins madly. "Stand aside."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "What's funny? WHatever that is, it's not human...."
<AlcarGM> Knight: "None shall pass."
<Cyrus`> "I have no quarrel with you, good Sir Knight, but I must cross this br--oh. Clearing."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "What are you talking about?"
<AlcarGM> Knight: "None shall pass." He draws his sword.
<Cyrus`> (( "Shut up, you're ruinging it!" ))
<Cyrus`> "Wait, aren't you supposed to say, 'Then you shall die?'"
<AlcarGM> Knight: "None shall .... what?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Gabe... They want you dead... D-E-D DEAD."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Lots of people do. I can't do much about them right now, so I'll deal with the water later, whenever there's resources to spare on it, okay?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Resources... what? What else is bothering you? THis is serious gabe.. I saw kiesha beign torchered and you dieing."
<Cyrus`> (( he's irregular :P ))
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Kiesha and Cyrus are .. I have no idea where, primarily. Some junk fairies created a god somehow, there are dragons in the heart of the city and at least 7 dwarves... should i go on?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Stories are... comming here?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe nods. "I think so. It's the only thing that explains the dragon. I should have had Peter try and find out where it came in last night, but I was . .being stupid, and didn't."
<Mary_jane`^> "Just one dragon?"
<Cyrus`> (( Just?!? ))
<AlcarGM> The knight charges. Your spear has appeared in your hand, luckily :P
<Cyrus`> (( just as I expected. ))
<Cyrus`> "Hah!" *sets spear against his charge swiftly, aiming for his shoulder*
<Cyrus`> (( I can totally see his arm coming off and he cries and goes home cause he already botched the whole thing up :P ))
<AlcarGM> Your spear hits.. and punches through the shoulder. THe knight staggers back, bleeding. "What did you do THAT for?" in an ominous aggreived tone :p
<Cyrus`> "Um, you were attacking me."
<AlcarGM> Knight: "It's what I DO! I'm a Black fucking Knight! ONly, not the fucking, since i stil can't figure out how to get this sodding armour off and that really doesn't impress the ladies. Especialy when they have to oil me."
<Cyrus`> "You can't honestly expect people to just let you attack them with a sword."
<AlcarGM> Knight: "Do YOU want to be a black knight, huh? You think you can do it better than me?!"
<Cyrus`> "At least I know the lines properly instead of just chanting 'None Shall Pass' like a broken record."
<AlcarGM> Knight: 'I have no idea WHAT you are talking about, but if you're from the union you can get lost!"
<Cyrus`> "Well fine, we'll just be on our way, then."
* Cyrus` starts walking.
<AlcarGM> You've almost left the clearing when the knight says "Hey, wait a minute...."
* Cyrus` walks more quickly. :P
<AlcarGM> Thre knight reaches the edge of the clearing as you leave it, and seems unable to leave himself. "GET BACK HERE! I'LL GNAW OFF YOUR BABY TOES!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Alright... no funny business." Looking at his clown suit of an outfit "And change your clothes you look like you belong in the circus."
* Mary_jane`^ grins at him and goes to the couch to sit down
<AlcarGM> Gabe:: 'Drycleaners in the heart of the city leave a lot to be desired. And I can't change the pants," with a shrug. "Not without help. So they're fine."
<Mary_jane`^> "They're... PINK..."
* Mary_jane`^ sighs, and walks over to gabe's laundry pile
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "They're clothing. I'll live."
* Mary_jane`^ uses some magic to clean off a set of clothes
<Mary_jane`^> "You will do nothing of the sort. We will change and you will look better. When was the last time you took a bath?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Thursday, okay?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Bathroom, you, NOW!"
<AlcarGM> he stares at you, then just nods.
<Cyrus`> That's so funny how MJ is talking to a Fisher King like that.
<AlcarGM> Ygg: "Fae do not ... involve themselves.. with mortals. They remain outside all stories by not acting in them."
<Mary_jane`^> "She's not exactly a mortal. SHe's half demon."
<AlcarGM> Ygg: "THere is no force that could make them do so ..... save one, and I shall not name it."
<Cyrus`> (( Plot. ))
<AlcarGM> (( Ygg: "Excuse me? That's a stupid name for someone." ))
<Mary_jane`^> he's going to send the chick... the mean evil.. NASTY chick.. er.. wolf.. cub... female...
<AlcarGM> Yup. The one that is feisty :P
<Mary_jane`^> Fenrir has trouble with her
<Cyrus`> Get her spayed. She'll calm right down.
* AlcarGM grins. That would be a session in itself :P
<AlcarGM> THe guard frowns. "There is the ... man ... in the woods. Some say he is a man. others a devil. People leave the land because of his crimes."
<Cyrus`> "Oh? Can you tell me more?"
<AlcarGM> The guard looks around conspiratorily and lowers his voice. "Robin of the Hood."
<Cyrus`> "Oh, him? He's supposed to be here. No, I meant something bigger."
<AlcarGM> Kieshan manages to turn a laugh into a cough.
<AlcarGM> Guard: "What? HERE?! In the city?!"
<Cyrus`> "No, in Sherwood. It's part of the story. What I'm looking for is something big and out of place."
<AlcarGM> Guard: "Story?! The man is ruining our kingdom! He steals, and gives to his friends, and the government kills whoever is trafficking in stolen goods and some of it ALWAYS goes missing and taxes go up and he robs the tax collectors again . .and people call him a hero?!"
<Cyrus`> "I thought he gave to the poor."
<AlcarGM> Guard: "Oh, sure, if you're his friend or family, or his swiss bank account maybe! Like the poor can use gold coins? 'Here, mate, I have gold!' 'where did you get it from?' ' uh ....' and then they're in jail.:"
<Cyrus`> "Wait, did you say Swiss Bank Account?"
<AlcarGM> Guard: "Of course I did. You've nevter heard of a bank? They're this Jewish heathen invention."
<Cyrus`> "No I know what a bank is. But isn't sending money to Switzerland a huge pain in this time period? I thought sticking your money into a Swiss Bank Account was just a modern-age thing."
<AlcarGM> Guard: "What age IS this if it's not the modern age ye daft loon?"
<AlcarGM> Ygg: "Do you have any other reason to trouble me, mortal?"\
<Cyrus`> (( "I just love your sparkling personality." ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Huh? Oh, i was hoping you'd want to get involved.. being the eldest... Doesn't that make you a leader or.. Figurehead or... Hero or something?"
<AlcarGM> Ygg: "it means I nhave survived where others died, by knowing when to pick my battles."
<AlcarGM> (( aka I am a coward :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Great... This is a nice battle to pick... So, you comming?"
<Cyrus`> (( he's such a shut-in. He needs to get out and mingle. ))
<AlcarGM> Ygg: "No."
<Cyrus`> (( OH! Maybe he stays in the dark all the time cause he has horrible dragon-acne. ))
<AlcarGM> Ygg: "If the Fae are pushing at the boundary lands, the stories will come to your world for refuge. There is nothing I could do to prevent that, even if I wished to. I have not lived long by gaining ulcers trying to herd cats."
<Mary_jane`^> "Listen... I need your help... and you are just avoiding the inevitable... You even ran into my head."
<AlcarGM> Silence, then: "It was large enough, and safe until you came barging into it," reproachfuly. "Do you know nursery rhymes?"
<Mary_jane`^> "A few."
<AlcarGM> Ygg clears its throat, then chants: "For every evil under the sun, There is a remedy or there is none. If there be one, seek till you find it; If there be none, never mind it." The ts eyes close. "Go away."
<Mary_jane`^> "No! You are the one, then!"
<Mary_jane`^> "You are very bad at dissuading me."
<AlcarGM> Ygg: "For one with knowledge of the High Tongue, you have a poor grasp of English. What part of 'Go away' do you not understand?"
<Mary_jane`^> "How did you know I knew High Tongue?" I never used it infront of him =p
<Cyrus`> (( he lives in your head. go figure. ))
<AlcarGM> Ygg: "It is written on the skein of your soul."
<Mary_jane`^> "I have birds on my soul?"
<AlcarGM> Ygg: "... pardon?"
<Mary_jane`^> "You said you read the skein of my soul... Like a flock of birds?"
<AlcarGM> Ygg: "I *meant* like a thread, or tapestry."\
<Mary_jane`^> "Oh. You could have said thread.. or tapestry."
<AlcarGM> Ygg: "I am a dragon. I have a reputation to maintain. We do not say 'hey, dude'".
<Mary_jane`^> "You just did..."
<Mary_jane`^> "My world isn't a very fun place for freeloaders... You could atleast PRETEND to do your job and be the eldest... It's a responsibility you now."
<AlcarGM> Ygg: "It is because I survived, where others died. Nothing more."
<Mary_jane`^> "It also means you have a responsibility... It's like falling into being hero of the world... You just have to do it."
<Cyrus`> (( I want to see you evict him, just so you can try to explain a huge dragon popping out of your head in Gabe's apartment. ))
<AlcarGM> Ygg: "I am NOT a hero. I am a dragon, and we have far more sense than to be heroes. We leave it ot knghts. And then we eat them."
<AlcarGM> Rolodex: "That is true, but you are not powerful enough to kill one who cannot die."
<Cyrus`> "How can I get more powerful, then?"
<Cyrus`> (( Initiate + Spark :P ))
<AlcarGM> Rolodex: "Find his heart, of course, and his name. Knowledge is true power, in stories. Luck, courage, and accepting aid when offered, and not harming in exchange for aid."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha frowns. "There's a lot of stories...."
<Cyrus`> "Hmm. I'll bet that's going to be tricky."
<AlcarGM> The dragon nods. "Tricks help, too. Even in your world, everything is a Story. Only here, it is .. more obvious."
<Cyrus`> "Can you tell us any more about him, so we can figure out who he really is?
<Cyrus`> (( hmm, I suddenly got a weird theory that popped out of nowhere. ))
<AlcarGM> Rolodex: "I do not know any more than I have said, and it is all myth and legend in any event."
<AlcarGM> (( oh? :p ))
<Cyrus`> (( Yeah, I got this strange notion that it's going to end up being Jesus or something. ))
<AlcarGM> Rolodex: "To know the name of something is to understand that. The Enemy hides its name and nature to increase the fear..."
<AlcarGM> (( .. rofl! ))
<Cyrus`> "I doubt I can trick him into giving his name, and people around here probably won't know anything. Hrm."
<AlcarGM> Rolodex: "the Wizard in Oz may know, but Oz has closed it's borders due to the Munchin rebellion."
<Cyrus`> "Well, we'll just have to break in, I guess."
<AlcarGM> Rolodex: "I have no idea how you'd do that. You'd need allies, for one thing. And power in this world."
<Cyrus`> "I have a spear that I slew a dragon with. I got it from this world originally."
<Cyrus`> "Plus, the Tooth Fairy owes me one."
<AlcarGM> Rolodex: "Hmm. Magic items are .. useful, but anything given can be taken away, lost, or destroyed. It can be most vexxing, especialy if you didn't keep the recipt."
<Cyrus`> (( I dont know why it didnt occur to me right away that I shouldnt be mentioning slaying dragons to a dragon. *sigh* ))
<AlcarGM> (( I am not sure either. She has decided to ignore it since you're obvious THAT kind of hero :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( Can wolves frown? Nevermind.. ))
<Cyrus`> (( Fenrir can do as he pleases. ))
<Cyrus`> (( he swallows the moon, remember. ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( Luna wouldn't like that... ))
<AlcarGM> (( unless it was in a sexual sense. ))
<Cyrus`> (( Well then, she'd better make with the bribery. ))