<AlcarGM> You wander off the path for a bit, and finally find the mewrry men. Via a not so merry Friar stumbling through the woods singing about "Mary, Mary, Was a Virgin, til I stuck her full of sin .."
<AlcarGM> with accompanying hand gestures
<Cyrus`> "Sober up, you're disgracing yourself."
<AlcarGM> The friar spots you, and blinks, surprised. "You - you got no right to shay - say that. Only God can judge me." He hiccups.
* AlcarGM is quite disturbed the friar tuck "song" popped right into my head.
<Cyrus`> yeah.

<Cyrus`> "You know what? You're too drunk to waste this speech on. Just take me to Robin."
<AlcarGM> Tuck: "If . system can be broken, maybe it needs fixing, eh? Eh? Eh? Eh?"
<AlcarGM> He grumbles, and stumbles back towards the Merry Men, basrely noticing that you follow since he's convinced you're DT anyway :p
<Cyrus`> (( DT? ))
<AlcarGM> (( delerium tremens (sp?) - the whole withdrawal from the drink stuff :) ))
<Cyrus`> (( oh ))
<Cyrus`> (( I wouldnt know. ))
<AlcarGM> (( Denial is the first sign! ))

<AlcarGM> There are men with bows and sword around, at least a hundred all told that you notice offhand, probably more in other buildings, locations, or hiding.
<AlcarGM> A tall man approaches you, a sword in hand. "Who are you?" he snaps.
<Cyrus`> "I'm Cyrus Valiton of Bellona, and I'm seriously considering wearing a name tag. Who're you?"
<Cyrus`> (( I have to introduce myself properly, or I'll never get known properly :P ))
<AlcarGM> Will Scarlett blinks at you. "Will Scarlett, archer and confidante of Himself, and I don't believe you are from around these parts. Spies for John, perhaps?"
<Cyrus`> "Tch, Hardly. I hate John, because I'm supposed to. Despite that, I think your operation has sort of strayed from its initial vision."
<AlcarGM> he blinks, loooking taken aback. "Say what?"

<Cyrus`> I'm trying to force Robin and his Merry Men to fix their operation as part of a larger plan to save a world, and MJ and Gabe are eating Pizza and reminiscing. :P
<Cyrus`> That feel sort of unfair, to me.
<Mary_jane`^> actually
<Mary_jane`^> we're arguing over whether MJ was selfish in killing gabe or not

<Cyrus`> "In short, I hear you've become a bit corrupt. The drunken Friar over there singing about sex with virgins named Mary sort of confirms it. You're harming the poor by your actions, which isn't right."
<AlcarGM> Will Scarlett: "Wha the hell? Where do youn get off being high and mighty, mister?"
<Cyrus`> "I read your story when I was little. I know what its supposed to be. This isn't it."
<AlcarGM> Will Scarlett: "Story? What the hell are you talking about? I didn't write no story about nothing.
<AlcarGM> A few poeple are coming over, most armed, and curious . .so far just curious :Lpo
<Cyrus`> "This is bigger than Nottingham, or your world, even. That's all I'll say about that, but the point is that you've all gone offtrack here."
<AlcarGM> Will Scarlett: "Excuse me? *I* have gone off track? We are robbing the rich and giving to the god-damned poor you self righteous shit!"
<Cyrus`> "You're robbing from everyone and, from what I've heard, keeping far too much of it. You've got to be more strategic here."
<AlcarGM> Will Scarlett: "What the hell? I mean, what the hell? Where do you get off telling us what to do ,buddy?"
<Cyrus`> "Because I'm trying to save you god-damned world from being taken over by some shithead immortal with no heart!"
* Cyrus` takes a deep breathe, and puts a hand to his temple. "Sorry. I'm just getting frustrated."
<AlcarGM> Will Scarlett: "You're a loony, is what you are."

* Mary_jane`^ raises an eyebrow "Have you been paying any attention to the real world, at all?"
<AlcarGM> Tad: "I have been making a city. It is an art. So .. err.. no."
<Mary_jane`^> "I see... Well I brought Gabe, and Fenrir.. and Gabe's evil bear."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "bear?"
* Mary_jane`^ looks at Gabe "The one on your lap."
<AlcarGM> Tad: "Oh!" He looks alarmed ."But I didn't finish the walls, or the .. the .... well. I guess... it'll have to do. You could have warned me you were bringing guests!"
<Mary_jane`^> "I figured you were watching... You tend to do that."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "... Oh. That bear." He blinks. "Is there a reason your magic is currently harry potter?"
* Mary_jane`^ shrugs "He likes Harry potter?"
<AlcarGM> Fenrir frowns at the bear, but says nothing.
<Mary_jane`^> "I don't pretend to understand his motives most of the time.
<AlcarGM> Tad: "And he's cute." Except not for the scar thing. That could use, like, plastic make over, or whatever it is." The scar vanishes. "The liibrary is this way," he says, heading down a street
<Mary_jane`^> "He's cute... great he's gay..."
* Mary_jane`^ sighs and follows Tad
<Cyrus`> (( Um, he's you. And you're female. And the fact he might like guys troubles you? ))

* AlcarGM wants to see clerics use Turn Undead on Jesus now ;P
<Cyrus`> I always figured he counted as a demi-god.
<AlcarGM> it'd be an awesome! "This is my god, vampire, and in HIs name i turn .. wait. I turned Jesus, too?! What the hell?!"

* Cyrus` lifts off the edge of the well (( and hopefully isnt grabbed by a pissed off ghost of a little girl )). "Guess we should head out."

<Mary_jane`^> "Is she still trying to get in?"
<AlcarGM> Tad: "Yes, but it's easy to keep her back. You just had to tell the bear to try, didn't you?"
<Mary_jane`^> "It wasn't an invitation, it was a threat."
<AlcarGM> Fenrir: "You have any interesting relationship with your power," in an amused tone.
<AlcarGM> Tad: "Next time, could you clarify that to invisible bears?"
<Mary_jane`^> "I wasn't aware that language in my own head was sensitive. Would you like me to use the high tongue? It's rather specific."
* Mary_jane`^ turns to Fenrir "He doesn't like the way I do things..."
<AlcarGM> Tad: "Yes, if it means Miimir doesn't try and kill us!"
<AlcarGM> Fenrir: "Rather high strung."
<Mary_jane`^> "he doesn't like being dead."

<AlcarGM> Kiesha sniffs the air, then growls and shifts to human. "Something is following us."
<Cyrus`> "What, again? I swear, if it's that Wolf again... Not that I have anything against wolves in general. Just the one."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "No .... people." She sniffs. "Young people. And.. music?" She frowns back at the woods. "Close, too. Fly, and fast." She changes, taking off over the hills.
<Cyrus`> "From kids?" *shrugs, and flies after her*
<AlcarGM> She growls something, annoyed, but since she's a wolf you have no ideaa what it was.
<AlcarGM> A minute later children come out of thew woods. Many of them, 10 years old at the latest, some as young as two . .all of them running after you silently, singing to themselves though you can't hear the song. THeir movements are. odd. Disjointed, as if they were dancing, or trying to. And they look hungry.\
<AlcarGM> (( Yup :p ))
<Cyrus`> (( holy shit, really? ))
* Cyrus` looks back over his shoulder. "Oh, I get it." *flies faster*

<AlcarGM> And . .because it's a hospital .. . it takes over an hour for the staff to actually notice you, and an hour in total before you end up in a room with an elderly doctor who frowns at youg leg when you take your clothing off and get into a ridiculous hospital gown.
<AlcarGM> "So ... a friend shot you with an arrow, hmm?"
* Cyrus` likely has some cheap health insurance that gets paid by his parents that may or may not actually exist.
* Cyrus` nods.
<Cyrus`> "Yeah, it was getting dark and we really should've packed up... I got in the way like an idiot."
<AlcarGM> "Huh. Your friend bandage it?" Doctor Atkins asks, removing the bandage
<Cyrus`> "Well, we sort of both put this together until I could get back to the dorms and call a cab."
<Cyrus`> (( "Didn't you have aheart attack?" ))
<AlcarGM> (( "Of course not. I'm Famine." ))

* Cyrus` slides out of the bed, and checks his calendar to make sure he didn't have something to do today that he might have spaced about.
<Cyrus`> (( there's homework too, but aside from that. ))
<AlcarGM> Nothing listed. There is a message on your marchine from one of your larp buddies about a D&D game monday night and cookies falling out of the sky.
<AlcarGM> you suspect that must be the plot of the game.
* Cyrus` sincerely hopes not.

<AlcarGM> Chaos - who is MJ having over tomorrow? ;p
<Mary_jane`^> Fenrir
<AlcarGM> ah, but that's in her head :p
<Mary_jane`^> yes
<Mary_jane`^> but I don't want them jumping out of my head in the middle of dinner =p
<AlcarGM> Vance: "pass the . .giant wolf ...."
<Mary_jane`^> yes
<AlcarGM> that would rock :)
<Mary_jane`^> no
<Mary_jane`^> that's why she is waiting until after they leave =p

<Cyrus`> "I need to ask the Wizard about the name of the Lightbringer who's taking over the story realm."
<AlcarGM> Peter; "I never heard about that. But Neverland was never important anyway. When the Black Queen and White King were fighting their war, the never entered Neverland."
<Cyrus`> "I think this started recently. It's why the dragon showed up in the Heart of the City, and why MJ saw knights."
<AlcarGM> Peter nods. "THe Black/White war ended in stalemate long ago. THey ran out of pieces for the board, and couldn't abgree on the colour of cjhildren if they married. Chess pieces shouldn't do things like that."
<AlcarGM> Peter: "I always thought beige would have been nice, but no one ever asked me."

<AlcarGM> You might want to introduce Peter to a shower as well :p
<AlcarGM> Though explaining him being here toanyone else in the bathroom might be difficult :)
* Cyrus` sniffs. "Geez Pete, have you been washing at all? wait, nevermind. Silly question."
<AlcarGM> Peter: "You told me not to leave! And I didn't, even when I was hungry."
* Cyrus` nods. "Right, right, nevermind. That was good. Hmm... if I take you to the showers here, that could be a little weird."
<Cyrus`> "Oh well. Guess that settles it." *grabs a change of clothes for him* "Let's go see MJ."
<AlcarGM> (( considers what people woudl do to cyrus when a 12 year old kid ended up i the showers. "Oh! I am living with Cyrus, but no one is to know that." ))
* Cyrus` drives them to her apartment, to show her the DVD and ask if Peter can shower. :P
<AlcarGM> k, game1 :)
<Cyrus`> (( "He doesn't make me sleep in the closet anymore, he lets me sleep in his bed." ))

<AlcarGM> Cyrus is limping, and Peter Pan .. .welll.. he spent 2 dsays ain dorm room with little food.He needs a shower. Yesterday :p
* Cyrus` is standing with a crutch, and a bandaged leg. He holds out a DVD in a case.
<Cyrus`> (( or, no crutch actually, easier to jsut limp ))
<AlcarGM> Peter still looks wary of you.
<Mary_jane`^> "Oh my god you stink... Bathroom, NOW!"
* Cyrus` hands Peter the change of clothes he brought.
<AlcarGM> Peter: "But what if the white beast tries to eat my foot again?"
* Mary_jane`^ looks at Peter
<Cyrus`> "The whit-- Ok, I need to go over this with you, don't I?"
<Mary_jane`^> "If you don't take a shower now, then you'll have to wait outside."

<AlcarGM> The DVD is labelled. La Fin De Siecle: The Complete Series
<AlcarGM> it seemed to be anime.
<Mary_jane`^> "Uh... La Fin De Siecle... Mmm... End of Century? Sorry my french is a little rusty..."
<Cyrus`> (( I can't wait for the Mortal City OAVs. ^_^ ))
* Cyrus` brings her attentiont to the cover art, if it hasnt changed from before.
* Mary_jane`^ looks at the cover art
<Cyrus`> "Anyone there look familair to you?"
<AlcarGM> It's a picture of You. Nora. And Jake.
<AlcarGM> Rather good pictures.
<Mary_jane`^> "Erm... That's interesting... Where'd you get it?"
<AlcarGM> You have the sword. Jacob a firey halo, and Nor's eyes are black and she looks ... well .. like a dominatrix. Your eyes and breasts are also disproportionatly large :p
<Cyrus`> "The story realm. It appeared while I was explaining to Robin Hood that he was a Story."

<Mary_jane`^> "We have to find out who made this."
<Cyrus`> "The thing just sort of appeared, and there was some laughter. That's it."
<Mary_jane`^> "Ok.. Then we have to find this #game1 publishing."
<Cyrus`> "Check the phone book?"
* Mary_jane`^ sighs "I doubt they're HERE..."
* Mary_jane`^ checks the phone book
<Cyrus`> "Online?"
<AlcarGM> It's, of course, not in the phone book.
<AlcarGM> The phone rings.
* Mary_jane`^ answers the phone
<AlcarGM> "Seven days," a female voice, old and grouchy, whispers. Giggles. And hangs up.
* Mary_jane`^ frowns
* Mary_jane`^ hangs up on her
<AlcarGM> (( .. waits for MJ to thtrow the phone through the wall :p ))

<Mary_jane`^> "Ok... So someone knows this stuff... and is publishing it... But who..."
<Cyrus`> "Yeah, I'd like to know, too. I could send them some scripts about me."
<AlcarGM> Peter: "Probably a god. they invented the first stories, and Wendy told me stories about this one who used ot disguise himself as a vase, or a bird, and have sex with people."
<Cyrus`> "Zeus?"
<Mary_jane`^> "No, not a god."
<AlcarGM> Peter: "Oh! I think that was it. Or daddy."
<Mary_jane`^> "Daddy?"
<AlcarGM> Peter: "Huh?"
* Mary_jane`^ Quit (Ping timeout)
<Cyrus`> (( the gods came for her. ))
<AlcarGM> (( so it seems :p ))
<AlcarGM> Peter: "Maybe I got that one.She tried to explain moms and dads but I never got it."
<Cyrus`> "Well, that is a tiny bit complicated."
<AlcarGM> Peter: "I know. She never even believed storks brought her."

<AlcarGM> Peter gets in. "I could probably give it pixie dust and make it fly. If you want it to?"
* Mary_jane`^ drives
<Mary_jane`^> "NO."
<AlcarGM> (( Tad: "YES! PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE?" ":p ))
<Cyrus`> "It would make it faster, probably."
<AlcarGM> Peter pouts. "You didn't have to yell!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Absolutely not!"
* Cyrus` comforts Peter.
<AlcarGM> He sulks.
<AlcarGM> If he wasn't so afraid of the truthseer he'd probably do it anyway :p
<Cyrus`> (( I'm almost tempted to. :P ))
<AlcarGM> You reach Gabe's apartment in what is, for you, a record. Not Nora speed, but rather fast for you :p
<Cyrus`> (( but I dont want him getting blamed ))

<AlcarGM> Gabe flips it over a few times, looking at it. "I think there was a spell here ..... one time. Old magic.... the oldest spells could only be worked once, in the span of the universe. Most of them have been used, a few might be hoarded somewhere." His frown deepens. "If anyone asked, I'd have said that all the olde magics were used. Someone must have really hated you .. or liked you .. to do it."
* Mary_jane`^ clenches her jaw
<Mary_jane`^> "Even IF it was only used once... They know now everything."
<Cyrus`> "Maybe that was the only copy, though."
<Mary_jane`^> "How would they know enough to put it IN a copy?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "No, I mean ... one shot. One ... use. Viewing. Whatever you call it."
<Cyrus`> "Maybe the Magic knew." *shrug*
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Maybe they just said your name and it created itself?"
<AlcarGM> (( and inside MJ, Tad collects royalties ))
* Mary_jane`^ breathes deeply
<Cyrus`> (( rofl ))

<Mary_jane`^> "I suppose the easiest source of power would be magic."
<Cyrus`> "Where could I go to learn that? Gabe said everyone can do it anyway."
* Mary_jane`^ shrugs
<Mary_jane`^> "I suppose you could try the religious studies building... The Circle is there."
<Cyrus`> (( "I need to get a class level in Sorceror." ))
<AlcarGM> (( he should say that to the circle people :) ))
<Cyrus`> "Aren't the Circle bad?"
* Mary_jane`^ shrugs
<AlcarGM> (( "I need to fireball. It's level 3 right? I don't want to be munchy, though." ))
<Mary_jane`^> "They claim to be witches, they act like magicians... It's point of view anyway. Your chances of becomming initiate with them is slim, though."
<Cyrus`> "Initiate?"
* Mary_jane`^ nods "They have a quota on initiates."
<AlcarGM> Peter: "A real witch," a bit nervously. "The real witches in the boundary land ae like that. They eat kids in ovens."
<Cyrus`> "What is that exactly?"
<AlcarGM> (( which MJ could never do. "What, I burnt the baby again?!" ))
<Cyrus`> (( "Hansel, why is that gingerbread house all black and charred?" "I don't know Gretel, but it looks disgusting. Let's go home." ))

* Mary_jane`^ stands and walks over to the tv and calls up some of her reserve moon power
<AlcarGM> MJ gets a pale silver light around her....
<AlcarGM> Peter: "ooh! Sparkly!"
* Cyrus` watches.
<AlcarGM> The TV remains a TV. For now.
* Mary_jane`^ writes a binding around the border, and seals it with a large rune in the middle of the screen in a rather cryptic language that has nothign to do with anything but everything to do with something and is completely equal with everything.
<Cyrus`> (( that makes my brain hurt. ))
<AlcarGM> (( aka a + sign. ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( I was talking about the language ))
<AlcarGM> (( disguised as an = sign ))

<AlcarGM> Fenrir shows an hour later. Pauses, looks at your TV.
<Mary_jane`^> "I think I'm being watched."
<AlcarGM> Fenrir: "You don't like commercials?"
* Mary_jane`^ shakes her head "There's the power of some god in it... It's watching... It destroyed Nora's wards this morning. I thought it wasn't something to worry about, but I think I know who it might be."
<AlcarGM> Fenrir: "God, hm?"
* Mary_jane`^ shrugs
<AlcarGM> He looks at the TV curiously. "Who?"
<Cyrus`> (( Ted Turner. ))

* Cyrus` buzzes the room.
<AlcarGM> You buzz, and Gabe answers with "hello?"
<Cyrus`> "Hey, it's Cy again. Sorry to bug you, but no one's given me your phone number. Or theirs. So I have to visit everyone in person."
* Cyrus` tries not to sound bitter.
<AlcarGM> Gabe laughs. "Sorry. Come on up." He buzzes you in
* Cyrus` floats in, and to hell with old ladies.
* Cyrus` knocks.
<AlcarGM> He opens the door. Looks up. "Floating up stairs is not a good idea.."
<Cyrus`> "The doctor said to stay off my leg, though."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "I doubt he meant to fly."

<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Single room schoolhouse work? Only it's haunted."
* Cyrus` raises an eyebrow. "LIke, actually haunted, or people just say it is?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Oh, actually. It's why the rent is cheap."
<Cyrus`> "Oh. Um. No one's died, or been horribly maimed, have they?"
<Cyrus`> (( maybe I can appeal by saying "All your incessant haunting is making it so I can't get my homework done for classes." ))
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "I don't think so...." His frown deepens. "Oh. Okay. That's new. It's a dog. I think .... it was trying to find it's masster after it dieed and jut... got attached to the place."
<Cyrus`> "A dog? In a schoolhouse? That's kind of random."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Probably follows it's master couldn't be seen, I guess."
<AlcarGM> (( "Of course it's random! The GM made it up on the spur of the moment! .. and, well, haunting by animal ghosts are rare :p ))

<WarezBert> dont really need martial training when you have telekinesis
<WarezBert> u just slap them in the face with the equivalent of a freight train
* alcar[away] nods. I don't care if there is psi or what ... magic even is possible, hidden under science :P
<WarezBert> and watch as their head goes flying
<alcar[away]> one of the alien species w/ nanotech is convinced they really do magic.
<WarezBert> hehe
<WarezBert> nice
<Fennec> hmm...
<Alicia> Quantum Physics is magic?
<alcar[away]> They've never found anyone who could convince 'em otherwise :)
<Fennec> understanding it is

<Blackpaw> I bet the scis like that there are two radiation emitters. Probably hoping I'll go sterile. I'm just glad I decided to have awesome regeneration.
<AlcarGM> lol. Yes :)

* Syn floats out from behind a building, looking for all the world like a flying saucer (think grade B 50's movie style)
* Syn has the letters sYn on one side of his bottom
<AlcarGM> (( and "Made in Taiwan" ))

<AlcarGM> Blackpaw disembowels an unfortnuate man. Officer Bruce Sterling, 62, about to retire that week. He is mourned by his wife, Gerda, his 3 children and 7 grandchildren.
* Blackpaw blinks, and mutters, "Oops. Forgot they were so fragile..."
<Li_Ming> (( go for the strapping young men ))
<AlcarGM> Syn starts throwing poplice officers into each other, having a nice snack on bullets. What's Li Ming doing?
* Blackpaw snaps to, and tackles another, in a non-lethal manner.
<Blackpaw> (( mmm, strapping... No! Must supress!! ))

<AlcarGM> The Grek is coming down, and Li_Ming hiding behind Blackpaw.....
* Syn builds himself into a mesh of extremely thin sharp edges, something like a hammock made out of cheese wire. then he positions himself below the alien.
<AlcarGM> (( ouch ))
<Blackpaw> (( I was waiting for him to do something like that. :P ))
<AlcarGM> Nighteyes stops at the alley entrance, looks up at the alien, at Syn, back at the alien, back atr Syn, then goes back around the corner :p

* Syn luaghs raucously and runs towards the target building in the guise of the Grek
<AlcarGM> (( with shopping bag? :p ))
* Syn holds his shopping bags to his side!
* Syn smiles
* Li_Ming EMPs the place once they get close.
<AlcarGM> The EMP hits. The lights go out in the building, and a few moments later some puzzled humans stream out. Bureucrats who, seeing a Grek running at them, wisely try and get the hell out of the way :p
<AlcarGM> one of them is saying "We didn't do it! Honest! Don't kill us!"
* Syn opens his skull and shows them a crosspiece of a grek's head
<Syn> "i'm already dead!"
* Syn laughs monstrously
* Syn crashes through the front gates running for the main building
* Blackpaw wonders exactly what the point of taking the disguise was if you're going to do things like that.
<Li_Ming> (( the fear factor? ))

<AlcarGM> One of the pilots makes a decusion and his plan dive bomps towards you....
<Syn> "lets get down that elevator shaft, unless anyone else has a good idea"
<Blackpaw> "Let's move!!"
* Syn sprints
<AlcarGM> She shakres her head. "TOo many cjhoices.. bombs. . aline . .things.. virus? I can't tell!"
<Li_Ming> EMP as we're heading down... =b
* Blackpaw takes off like a shot to the elvator with Li Ming and the gun.
* Syn sprints like a sprinty person
<AlcarGM> The elevator .. is not there as you head uder ground. Above you a plane crashes into the street and explodes, the pilot getting a medal for bravery delivered to his widow, who eventually sells it for painkillers
<Li_Ming> what's with these "pilot getting a medal for bravery delivered to his widow" stories? is this supposed to be the Iliad? :)
<AlcarGM> Nah, just me having fun :p

<AlcarGM> Most of the knightrs seems to be a cross between star wars and the middle ages as seen in D&D. A few salute, the rest look uneasy and you cross the compound easily yo some surprisingly normal-looking set of strets, exccpet the buildings along them seem to be ghosts.
<Cyrus`> "Huh. Haunting Houses. That's a switch."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Lost streets, I tnhink THe name changes, the buildings remain. I'd love to know how knights like that ended up here, though...."

<AlcarGM> The old man pulls the birds off the fire. "Hm. Done, I think. Would you like one?"
<AlcarGM> There's 4 birds on the stick, each rather small and golden-fried.
<Cyrus`> "I ate earlier. But thank you very much for offering."
<AlcarGM> Peter takes one, of course.
<AlcarGM> The old man nods, and hands Peter some tums. "Take after .Phoenix is low in calories, but high on heartburn." He looks at Gabe. "a stranger, helping you - perhaps you're growing up."
<AlcarGM> Gabe grins. "Maybe. But this isn't about me."
<AlcarGM> The old man nods and looks at you thoughtfully. "That is true. What do you seek, boy?"
<AlcarGM> Peter gulps the bird down. Then a few moments later burps, then screams and downs tums, gasping for breath.

<Cyrus`> "I seek the strength to stop the Lightbringer, so I can bring things back into balance."
<AlcarGM> The old man stirs the fire with his stick. "Magic only brings change."
<Cyrus`> "Yes, and what I want to do is change things back to the way they were before the Lightbringer."
<AlcarGM> Old man: "Hmm. Change is inevitable. There is never any going back, not really. You cannot cross the same river twice, and all of that."
* Cyrus` seems confused. "Why wouldn't you be able to... oh, because the river is different because the water's always flowing. I see."
<AlcarGM> Peter: "...but there are bridges...,"
<AlcarGM> The old man nods. "It's no longer the same river, you are no longer the same person."
<AlcarGM> Peter: "Is it the same bridge?"
<AlcarGM> The old man ignores that easily.

<alcar> Alicia - Mary Sue, call of cthulhu.
<alcar> That would be interesting :p
<alcar> "Oh, why are we looking for cthulhu? Someone should have said so. I have him in a playpen back at my place, but that rascal keeps getting out!"

<AlcarGM> Vance: "Oh." He watches the watch for a while.
<Mary_jane`^> the watch? the time?
<AlcarGM> It'd 9:05
<AlcarGM> err, the water ;p
<Mary_jane`^> what is vance watching?
<Mary_jane`^> lol

<AlcarGM> Vance looks up at the sky. It's still entirely clouds, with the moon a faint glow behind them. "I wish we could see the stars."
<Mary_jane`^> "Why?"
<AlcarGM> Vance: "No reason. I just like seeing them. They're so big, but we contain parts of them. Just a good reminder that all our problems really are small."
<AlcarGM> (( MJ: "Vance, I'm pregant." ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( You know what would be really really freaky about that? ))
<AlcarGM> (( besides the fact that MJ and Vance haven't had sex yet? :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Right... They're children."
<Mary_jane`^> (( Actually that's it ))
<AlcarGM> Vance: 'Hmm?"
<Mary_jane`^> "The lifetime of a sun is billions of years... Most of the stars that we see are children."

<AlcarGM> Son-of-the-Owl: "Being a Shaman is ... seeing behind the curtain. Seeing some things for what they truly are, and not being able to look away. A Shaman has to deal with things, move between things. Cannot look away. Even if something isn't a shaman's fault, it becomes their responsibility. To make choices for others who won't make choices. To give people what they need rather than what they want. And no one, ever, will thank you for that."
* Cyrus` shrugs. "That's mostly what a hero does anyway, just more serious."
<AlcarGM> Son-of-the-Owl: "Heroes? THere are only people caught up in circumstances beyond their control. No one sane wants to be a hero. Heroes die alone, removed from all they love with unmarked graves the only thing to show they died."
<Cyrus`> "...I want to be a hero. That's sort of why went through this, so I could set things right."
<AlcarGM> Son-of-the-Owl: "And then what?"
<Cyrus`> "And then it's on to the next problem."
<AlcarGM> Son-of-the-Owl: "And then you die. THere are no old heroes. heroes are made for famous last stands and being villified while they're alive and praised once they're dead. Nothing more."
<Cyrus`> "Well... if you say so. All I know is I want to do what's right."

<AlcarGM> Gabe: "He can already See. And kindly stop putting your own dreams on everyone else please. He wants to be one, to save people. It's a better reason than most others."
<Cyrus`> "I already made a magic spear. But that's not the point. If I'm so impulsive and nearsighted, becoming a Shaman could only help me. I'd gain wisdom, and make better choices."
<AlcarGM> Son-of-the-Owl: "You don't gain anything. You just lose any chance you could have of a normal life. What's the use of being about to see fairies in flowers or totems if none of it can do anything to stop someone you love from dying? You don't gain wisdom. Everyone else just thinks you do so you make it up as you go along and then, one day, you make ya mistake and everything falls apart - and you have no choice but to keep going and not look back." He laughs once, sharply. "Good motto for shamans. never look back. You never know what might be gaining."
<Cyrus`> "What is with everyone and a normal life? Listen, I don't want a normal life. Normal is boring. I want as fantastic life. So what if I get eaten by a troll or something? I won't be bored, and I can make a difference in some way along the way."

<AlcarGM> You sleep and (as soon as it posts) .... you
<AlcarGM> http://alcar.suddenlaunch3.com/index.cgi?board=mcstuff&action=display&num=1119692367
<AlcarGM> dream!
<Mary_jane`^> I think i'm starting to become affraid of the dreams

* Mary_jane`^ drives liesurely and parks in Gabe's apartment lot
<AlcarGM> The car parks smugly, pleased at having eaten yhet another parking citation
<Mary_jane`^> lol
* Mary_jane`^ walks up to Gabe's apartment
<AlcarGM> Hey, it IS magical! It can be your mecha :p

* Mary_jane`^ waits in the parkinglot, fiddling with the controls of Nora's car
<AlcarGM> Trying to do anything in paeticular? Like activate the Plasma Cherry Beam Death-ray?
<Mary_jane`^> that would be neat, but no, fiddling witht he lights, whipers, radio..
<AlcarGM> Same thng, then. So, 3d6 go blow up the school again...
<AlcarGM> 3d6
<the_computer> AlcarGM 3d6: 8
<Mary_jane`^> LoL
<AlcarGM> Nope. Needed a 18. Sorry, sparkie.

<GeminiRai> And of course, he *will* have to save her.
<alcar> yes :p He's a Hero :p
<GeminiRai> and she loves him. It would be hard to keep him from saving her.
<GeminiRai> even if she is evil.
<alcar> and she'll save him a time or two as well. Should be amusing.
<GeminiRai> heh
<GeminiRai> that sounds interesting!
<GeminiRai> A lady in red cloak swoops through the area touching everyone. They all die. She winks at Cyrus and flashes off into the distance
* GeminiRai nods
<Q[z]> That take on good and evil sounds a lot like it came out of DnD
<GeminiRai> Sometimes I wonder about you, Qworg
<alcar> lol. Well, she's not evil. Probably psychotic, but she was raised by nuns so that's inevitable.

<alcar> hero = commit any crime, and get away with it. Because you're a hero.
<Qworg> Indeed, I usually end up with a community worshipping me for entirely the wrong reasons.

<Mary_jane`^> "I can tell you... He won't be happy you kept it from him for so long... How unhappy I don't know... I can also tell you that he might think the same thing and feel bad for you that you can't do anything about it... But you're only... 13? you shouldn't be worrying about how to have sex right now anyway..."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "I know *that*. But .. it's like ... one of those things. It's like . .why people date."
* Mary_jane`^ sighs "Let's say you do need a break, some time alone to think about the whole thing, to see how much you miss him when he's gone... Who will take your place? you're the only one who knows his favorite pizza topping... You know how he likes his coffee... And you know that pink pants are never to be worn..."
<Mary_jane`^> "Why people date?" raising an eyebrow
<Mary_jane`^> "Sex leads to kids, and I'll have you know the last kid I had was in a past life and she turned out to be very much insane."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "I know! That's the problem. If he hates me, he might have to find someone else.. and the dating this is, like, for sex. I mean, you date someone hoping ot get closer later. Otherwise it's like having this chocolate cake behind glass, and the glass never goes away."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: ".. and I don't know if I could even have kids! I could have puppies, for all I know...." She blinks. "You had a kid?
<Mary_jane`^> "Is it? I hear married couples rarely have sex anymore..." Looking out the window "It's become a joke..."
<Mary_jane`^> "Well I imagine in past lives I've had several."

<Chaos`^> it's LAAAAAATEEEEEE
* AlcarGM is now known as alcar
<alcar> yes!
<Chaos`^> later than i've ever stayed up before
<Chaos`^> i'm gunna have a hell of a time at work tmorow
<Chaos`^> damnit alcar
<Chaos`^> never ever let me do this again
<alcar> lol. I won't :p
<Chaos`^> 5:00 is my stopping point =p

<AlcarGM> Peter: "I could get a job .... if I knew what that was. I'm pretty sure I could get one. Or catch it."
<AlcarGM> Is it wrong that when I think of Peter Pan + job I see him in the porn industry? :p
<Cyrus`> Yes.
<Cyrus`> Very much.

<AlcarGM> Him: "Okay. Why should we hire you over someone else?"
<Cyrus`> (( "Because I have a magic spear, can fly, will be soon studying shaman magic, and am trying to save the world." ))
<AlcarGM> (( "Not another one of those!" ))
<Cyrus`> "I've never done drugs and don't intend to... I like helping people--you know, if they have questions about anything, and I'll do my best to always be reliable."
<Cyrus`> (( I didn't want to just say "I'm reliable" because I didn't want to say that and then not show up one day because I'm trapped in another world or some shit. ))
<AlcarGM> (( hehe ))

<AlcarGM> The Resident Association TA person who basically makes sure everyone behaves and probably won't ever graduate since he's looking for a PhD and all of that is standing there, looking a trifle apologetic. "Ah, good. You're home. Someone was saying you've been having a minor here for the past or so."
<AlcarGM> RA: "While relatives can visit, that needs to be cleared with me since the rooms are single person occupancy only."
* Cyrus` blinks sleepily. "Huh? Oh... oh yeah, sorry. Hey, can I talk to you about this tomarrow?" *fights a yawn* "I haven't been getting enough sleep lately."
<AlcarGM> He nods. "All right. You do have someone here, then?"
<AlcarGM> (( "He's hiding in my wardrobe, and I'm really hoping he didn't go to Narnia by mistake. ))
* Cyrus` nods. "Yeah, my cousin. Hey, Peter?" *looks around, but doesnt open the door any further* "Pete? Where are you hiding?"
<AlcarGM> Peter pops his head out of the wardrobe. "Hiding?"
<Cyrus`> (( I'm just glad I'm already making arrangements to move out at this point. ))

* Mary_jane`^ hmms and leaves again... looking for a tall building
<Cyrus`> is MJ ready to end it all? :P
<AlcarGM> hm?
<Cyrus`> looking for a tall building. :P
<AlcarGM> lol

<Cyrus`> (( We don't need to start a homoerotic pedophilia subplot. ))

<AlcarGM> The RA smiles sympathetically. "I had the same problem myself. Thoughnever anyone to show around campus. What school do you go to?" to Peter.
<AlcarGM> Peter blinks, realizing you'd never made one up then just shrugs. "It's a school."
* Cyrus` curses silently in his head for not researching Private schools in Maine.
<AlcarGM> (( or giving his parents names? :p ))
<AlcarGM> The RA looks a bit taken aback by that. "I guess you don't like it?"
<AlcarGM> Peter jusr shrugs.
<Cyrus`> (( kids his age don't refer to their parents by the first names anyway. ))
<Cyrus`> (( I wasn't even 100% sure of mine at the time. ))

<Mary_jane`^> "I have never been accused of being wise."
<AlcarGM> Moon: "Wisdom is a variable possession. Know when to run." and it's presence is gone.
* Mary_jane`^ sighs and goes to the kitchen to make dinner
<Mary_jane`^> what... me? run?
<Cyrus`> Oh, you will.
<AlcarGM> Heh
<Mary_jane`^> i don't even run form my own cooking

* Mary_jane`^ looks in the peephole to see who it is... and how they got past the buzzer =p
<AlcarGM> It's a thin old man in a red baseball cap.
* Mary_jane`^ opens the door "Hello?"
<AlcarGM> The old man smiles. "Oh? Good afternoon? I am here enquiring about finding someone?" in a soft, lilting voice.
<Cyrus`> Oh, you're fucked now.
<Mary_jane`^> 'sok
<Mary_jane`^> MJ doesn't trust people with red hats right now
<Mary_jane`^> something about papa smurf

<Cyrus`> Don't you dare sell me out, girl. :P
<Mary_jane`^> sell you out?
<Mary_jane`^> for all I know he's your grandpa
<Cyrus`> My grandpa would call me a boy-child? o_O

<AlcarGM> Old man: "Will he return?"
<Mary_jane`^> "I don't know?"
<AlcarGM> Old man: "Oh? Are you certain?"
<Mary_jane`^> "I know that I do not know?"
<AlcarGM> Old man: "Very well?" and he moves, inhumanly fast, figers from one hand now claws and burying themselves in your stomach. "I owe him pain?"
* Mary_jane`^ grunts, coughs, but tries her hardest not to show how much it hurts... Forcing words "You're paying me?"
<AlcarGM> Old man: "You will die now? Cap will be red? He will know?"
<AlcarGM> His other fingers have become claws, and he calmly begins pulling out intenstine, his faded blue eyes glittering with something akin to join as blood comes out.
<Mary_jane`^> "No, no, and yes."
<AlcarGM> Uhm. What *are* you doing? :p
* Mary_jane`^ flares all of her power and attacks without mercy
<AlcarGM> Oh, good. Because chatting with someone has he removes your stomach would be .. .probably not a good tactic :p

<AlcarGM> mj is going to have some fun words to say to Cyrus :p
<Caltak> :P
<Caltak> "You had a hard time with one? I killed two of them. I didn't even have my spear, either. I thought you were the savior."

* Mary_jane`^ gets up and undresses infront of nora to symbolize the fact that she wants to go to sleep now.. as in now
<AlcarGM> Nora shakes herhead, muttering about crazy people,and goes to sleep.
<AlcarGM> In her room :p
* Mary_jane`^ does the same
<AlcarGM> K. You go to sleep. And Nyarlathotep wonders at humans who ask Azathoth for directions...

<AlcarGM> I want to see ghost realtors selling ghost homes for some reason. fun things to do when you're dead....
<Cyrus`> *person hires preist to do exorcism on the house, house itself vanishes*

<Chaos`^> no one bothers to invite me to the game =(
<AlcarGM> Erm., I assumed you were busy since your nick had not changed :P
<Chaos`^> it didn't change because I wasn't invited =p
* Chaos`^ is now known as Mary_jane`^
<AlcarGM> .. since when do you have to be invited?
<AlcarGM> are you now a vampire?!
<Mary_jane`^> ...
<Mary_jane`^> no
<Mary_jane`^> i mean
<Mary_jane`^> wait, yeah, I mean no

<AlcarGM> Your class is a 3 hour social anthropology course focusing in on religion and how it affects people in the modern world. The prof is at least interesting and takes questions from the class.
<Mary_jane`^> he's not a demon is he? All good professors are demons
<AlcarGM> No :P
<Mary_jane`^> damn
<Mary_jane`^> ah well
<AlcarGM> A she, and she is not a demon nor does she run a secret organization for the government to breed humans and demons.
<Mary_jane`^> ...
<Mary_jane`^> does she run it for HC, then?
<AlcarGM> Of course she doesn't since it doesn't exist.
<Mary_jane`^> yes it does
* AlcarGM was making a poor Buffy joke, was all :p
<AlcarGM> Really.
<Mary_jane`^> it's got a stock symbol and everything =p
* AlcarGM coughs.
<Mary_jane`^> erm... ok
<Mary_jane`^> What's her name?
<AlcarGM> Maggie Walsh.
<AlcarGM> (( *grins* ))

<AlcarGM> Sal: "What do you need?"
<Cyrus`> "Well you see... It's kind of a long story, but I have Peter Pan living with me. I was kind of hoping you could forge some documents so I have some kind of explanation besides 'Oh, he's Peter Pan who followed me home from Storyland.' Even though that's what happened."
<AlcarGM> Silence. Even the typing stops for a few moments. "Oookay. Uhm. Right. Peter Pan. This is a joke, right?"
<Cyrus`> "Er, no actually. You do know about the whole... magic thing, right?"
<AlcarGM> Sal: "Uh, yeah, but .. Peter Pan? That's just weird. Okay. What's be look like?"
<AlcarGM> Sal: "Wait, Just scan a few good pics of him. I assume you want him to be related to you? Brother? Cousin? Foster care kid?"
<Cyrus`> "Well, I sort of told a couple people he was my cousin from Maine, so doing something else might cause a problem later. Hmm. Would have to come up with why he'd be staying with me, though..."
<AlcarGM> Sal; "Hmm. Your last name, date of birth, place, and parents names?" quickly. "Let's see.... his parents could have died in a car crash and he's plannig to dress up as a giant beagle and avenge them?"

<Mary_jane`^> "So you did arrange for a price? What was it?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe shrugs. "Just above the sternum."
<Mary_jane`^> "What?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Bit more of... me," with a shrug.
<Mary_jane`^> "I don't understand?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Spine. From there down. A few more muscles lost. I'll live, as I said."
<Mary_jane`^> "What? You paralized yourself MORE!?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "not much more. A inch. it was up to there, after I .. died. A price for coming back. Like I said, I'll live. World won't end."

<Mary_jane`^> "Right... Ok.. How do you kill a redcap?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "A .... you fought one of those?! No wonder Nora was freaking out on the phone."
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah... She sent it to hell."
<Mary_jane`^> "It wants me dead."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "hell will just love that...." he goes towards the door. "You know why? I don't think they like going to the realer worlds too often. They're weak here."
* Mary_jane`^ follows him
<Mary_jane`^> "Why are they scared of truthseers? Peter is too... I don't know how I can hurt him... I tried."
<Mary_jane`^> "not peter, the redcap."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Oh. Good. I was worried for a second."

<AlcarGM> The deputy mayor steps back and says three words quickly, a rather pathetic binding smacking into your wards and dying of acute embarrassment
<Mary_jane`^> "We came to ward up your office.. It was broken last night... We figured we'd protect you... Even if you want him dead..."
* Mary_jane`^ stops and looks surprised "What was that? Why can't I move?"
<AlcarGM> Mayor: "You .. he ... he's here?" He turns white with terror and looks about to faint.
<AlcarGM> Deputy mayor: "It worked? It worked?" he stares at the book. "It ... works...?"
<AlcarGM> http://images.amazon.com/images/P/0764551019.01.TZZZZZZZ.jpg is the book he is reading from :)
<Mary_jane`^> "Nah, i'm kidding."
* Mary_jane`^ doesn't move though, and gives a nervous grin
<AlcarGM> The deupty mayor quickly flips through magic for dummies desperately.

<AlcarGM> The Mayor points the knife at you. "You will FORGET this...."
<Mary_jane`^> "Forget what?"
<AlcarGM> Power comes from it. Blood magic, and the burning of voter registration cards....
<Mary_jane`^> "Where am I? Who are you... Mayor Lameaux? Why are you naked?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "I'm ... done ....." behind you.
<AlcarGM> Mayor: "Ah .. ah..... aerobics! Excercises!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Gabe.. I can't move and the mayor is naked..." Turning to him and winking so the mayor or deputy mayor can't see it
<AlcarGM> The mayor waves the knife wildly at Gabe: "FORGET!"
<AlcarGM> The knife explodes :P
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "O...kay. Uhm. Maybe we should go and .. leave them to their exercises?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Forget what... Mayor Lameaux? Why are you naked?"
<AlcarGM> Mayor: "..... please just go?"

<Mary_jane`^> "Wait... Were we about to have sex? Why is there blood on you... Did you seduce me? i can't remember!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Why can't I move? Is this date rape?"
<AlcarGM> The deputy mayor begins giggling hysterically.
<AlcarGM> Gabe snickers behind you.
<AlcarGM> Mayor: "I .. no.... you may. ..." he waves the hilt of the knife. "LEAVE!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Gabe? Gabe help! I can't move! I think they're trying to-- Are you in on it too!?"

<AlcarGM> You arrive at Luna's old place. Gabe jsut wheels around it once, sketches a few things in the air and comes back to the car. "There. That should keep it shielded. Don't want the Circle using it again." You notice he's wet his pants, but oddly in the car you dind't smell a thing.
<Mary_jane`^> "You want to stop by your house before we hit the next place?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe:just nods, his ears bright red. "If .. you don't mind?"
* Mary_jane`^ goes back to gabe's appartment and helps him change
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Thanks," as you head back out. "It's just so..... humiliating."
<Mary_jane`^> "Eh, we all have our weaknesses... Don't let it get to you, or it'll be used against you by the vampires."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "... pardon?"
<Mary_jane`^> "They hate you..."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "I know. I don't see how it could be used by vampires, though."
<Mary_jane`^> "Well it's humiliating.. they make you mad and you fall in
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "... I never thought of it like that...."
<Mary_jane`^> "You should... people want you dead... You have to stay on your toes."
<AlcarGM> Gabe grins. "Then I'm really in trouble."

<alcar> MJ is going to start having the weird hit her again :)
<Chaos`^> ... going to?
<alcar> Yes :P
<Chaos`^> All I ask for is the staff =p
* Chaos`^ is now known as Mary_jane`^
<Mary_jane`^> well
<Mary_jane`^> the snakes atleast
<Mary_jane`^> they were fun
<alcar> lol. It's actually showing up eventualy.
* alcar is now known as AlcarGM
<Mary_jane`^> great
<Mary_jane`^> eventually
<Mary_jane`^> I'm not good with eventuals... I was hoping this session

<AlcarGM> (( His paper route will likely lead to amusing UFO reports :p ))
<Cyrus`> (( I told him he would need to use a bike and not fly :P Of couse, he doesn't necessarily have to listen. ))
<AlcarGM> (( more fun when he doesn't :p ))
<AlcarGM> (( "Where my pap - " *lands on head* "What the?" ))

<AlcarGM> The passenger shooots at you, a bullet hitting the back window,and bounding off. Nora must have invested in really good bulletproof glass.
* Mary_jane`^ doesn't stop...
<AlcarGM> You make the turn. The limo turns, but slower since it's longer .... though the back end seems to be shortening itself in your rear-view mirror as you watch . .and you mtake two streets before they've finished and lose them, at least for now.
<AlcarGM> (( Limo mecha! .... drat. I forgot a nice Decepticon sticker for it :p ))

<Mary_jane`^> "Who are you?"
<AlcarGM> The ninja hesitates, then says "No one of consequence," and a drops a smoke bomb :p
* Mary_jane`^ wishes she had a gun at times like these... and instead stops the bomb from blowing smoke by a quick bind
<AlcarGM> She makes for the window, pauses, looks at the bomb. Then tosses two more down
* Mary_jane`^ locks the window the same way "Really, who are you?"
<AlcarGM> She reaches it .. blinks .... tugs.... then attempts to break it with sword, and is quite surprised when her blade bounces off your binding. "Bloody hell. First the nut in the psych ward and now this...." She glares at you. "I am installing cable," defiantely.
<Aerdan> . o O (Installing cable, huh?)
<Aerdan> . o O (More like installing cameras. >.>)
<AlcarGM> (( well, and neilson boxes for ratings, but that's a sideline :p ))
<AlcarGM> She glares at the window as if it personally offended her and her sword seems to vanish. "If I may continue?" cooly.
* Mary_jane`^ Quit (Ping timeout)
<AlcarGM> the ninja laughs! "Super sneak death attack way blow 385 hai! You were pinged!"
<AlcarGM> She goes back to work.

<AlcarGM> Son-of-the-Owl's voice is quiet, droning: "Remember the space between waking and sleeping, between the real and the dream. That is where magic is. Between things. In the nooks and crannies ..... You may open your eyes now."
* Cyrus` opens them slowly.
<AlcarGM> You open them, and there is now a fire burning between you with twigs that was not there before. The air is cleaner, and somehow .. brighter, as if impurities had been removed from it. The trees around yo ae taller, and thinner, and moving to breezes you can't feel. Most of themhave eyes, and strange bark-smiles full of quiet sadness.
<AlcarGM> Son-of-the-Owl .... isn't there. Or, rather, he is, but he is older, harsher worn, with features more suited to the Inuit than to the plains inidians, and there is a a bow in hand and his ears are pieced with earings. Lastly, wolf eyes burn from his face and you can see a wolf over his head, or in it, or in him ..
<AlcarGM> The image of the him you now, the old man, and the wolf totem flow and seperate and merge in a dizzying succession like water rippling in a pond.
<AlcarGM> Thee are voices in the air, high pitches breezes shouting greetings to each other and the grass is whispering sweet nothingsa s it makes loves to your bodies, the press of skin and clothing to it orgasmic.
* Cyrus` blinks and seems to try to focus his vision, but doesn't close his eyes again or try to look away from it all somehow. "Wow... there is a lot..."

<metallicshadow> shamans are called road men in my religion
<metallicshadow> they are said to walk the good red road
<AlcarGM> red road? Like, with the blood of sacrifices? :p
* metallicshadow rolls his eyes
<Cyrus`> makes sense to me.
<AlcarGM> Easy link to voodoo, too. And sacrifices are de rigeur in any religions in any event. The gods need to be fed and placated.
<AlcarGM> But we'd best not get into what Barney gets

<AlcarGM> He nods slowly. "Good. Then we shall begin."
<AlcarGM> And you spend the next five hours just meditating until he decides, grudgingly, that you are passable at it. "You may begin to See things, as you walk the red road, or move into the green. The power will waken, and you must harness it however you choose to."
<Cyrus`> (( Dabbling in meditation would likely be good for Shamans. Take some time to become one with all things and clear your thoughts and not worry about how hyperactive everything is. :) ))
<Cyrus`> (( lol, you just stole that ))
<AlcarGM> (( yup :) ))

<AlcarGM> You walk back slowly. The path is still a path, the buildings are still buildings, but something has changed. It's nothing you can define, just a feeling of ... awareness, as if you were waking up from a long sleep. The peole you pass seem to glow faintly with pale blue auras and, occassionally, you see a shape around them . .one nerd walks by, and you can see the Enterprise over his head, firing beams at people as he glares at them, protecting his personal space
* Cyrus` just watches things with interest as he walks
<AlcarGM> besides him, you catch a few other totems, mostly animals that hide when they realize you can see them.
* Cyrus` would try to reassure them, but wisely decides not to attempt to coax animals behind people that no one else can see.
<AlcarGM> Nah, go ahead :p Visit the psch ward!
<Cyrus`> (( "Um, what are you doing?" "I was talking to the fox." "Excuse me?" "You know, your totem. The fox. It was scared and hid." *person backs away* ))

<Mary_jane`^> "Uh... I have satalite, no cable needs to be here. You're the cable company, I don't want it."
<AlcarGM> Ninja: "We do not care what you want," haughtily.
<Mary_jane`^> "Did you manage to install your cable?"
<AlcarGM> She nods. "It was .... complicated. Your TV must be a new demo model."
<AlcarGM> (( "And the imp in the back was yelling at me the whole time." ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Uninstall it and leave."
<AlcarGM> She shakes her head. "I am afraid I cannot do that. Ninja honour."
<AlcarGM> Ninja: "I would die before betraying CLAW .. .cable."
<Mary_jane`^> "Then just leave."
<AlcarGM> She frowns, then nods and gathers her toolbox and leaves . .via the door, which likely offends her delicate ninja sensibilities.

<AlcarGM> The driver pulls out an Official Badge and waves it. "Agent Agent, FBI. Special Branch. Get lost, kid."
<Mary_jane`^> "Agent... agent?"
<AlcarGM> He nods, once, scowling.
<Mary_jane`^> "Why are you sitting here, then?"
<Cyrus`> (( Investigating. :P ))
<AlcarGM> The passenger smirks. "I think it's why he joined. Just to say that. And we're doing surveil-"
<AlcarGM> Agent Agent: "That information is on a need to know basis. And you, girl, do NOT need to know."
<Mary_jane`^> "Oh... but you're not watching me, right? 'cause I had this limo try to run me over yesterday, i thought it was the strip club getting its revenge for people asking for me. I don't strip, but they like ask me to because everyone wants my body."
<Cyrus`> (( um, lol ))
<AlcarGM> (( ... ))

<AlcarGM> You enter the room to see a short, thin female .... at least, the face is female. The rest of the body is as sexless as a barbie doll, more child than adult, with long brown hair and Brianna's eyes. it's ..vcovered in thin shadows, like a cloak or wweaving, and blood is flowing from ugly gashes all over, as if something with big claws ripped into it
<Mary_jane`^> like a cloak or wweaving, and blood is flowing from ugly gashes all over, as if something with big claws ripped into it
<AlcarGM> . :p
<Mary_jane`^> rofl

<AlcarGM> She shakes herhead, her body becoming translucent as you watch. "No time .... fisher king .. opened them the way. .. here. It's ..... falling into ..... the boundaries..... the moon .... watch .... them ......" and she's no longer there.
<Mary_jane`^> "Nora, I need some power..."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Here," simply, and power flows into yo .. it's .. icky. Like an oil slick, but power.
<Mary_jane`^> "Alright... Let's see how far we can go..."
<AlcarGM> (( .... uh ... oh ))
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Someone tried to kill her," simply. "Take what you need."
* AlcarGM is now known as GMDucksandCovers
* Mary_jane`^ breathes deep, and teleports as far as she can toward the Faerie, following the Fae's magic as best she can from the descriptoin from Clotho in a dream

* Mary_jane`^ looks exhausted and leaning against whatever is solid next to her
<AlcarGM> You lean against a tree, which mumbles soething about "why not cut me down for a fence post while you're at it?" in a surly tone.
* Mary_jane`^ leans harder on the tree and sighs
<AlcarGM> You can feel some other power wakening somewhere close, attracted by Blood ..... curious, and old. "Mistress?" a voice whispers through trees, smelling of sawdust and sounding like creay floorboards: "oh.. you are not the Witch ... I miss her...... she has touched you .. tell her I am missing her.... so long since children were cooked in me..."
<AlcarGM> The tree mutters about "fence post? Hah! Why not a coat rack? A table?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Who's there?"
<AlcarGM> Tree: "Oh, no one at all. Don't mind me. Why not just cut me down now and get it over with?"
<AlcarGM> Voice: :"Oh! You hear me? No one's been here in so long. The gingerbread house made the myths and I'm all alone. I just want some juicy children to eat..."
<Mary_jane`^> "I'm not talking to you, shut up."
<Mary_jane`^> "yes, you.."
<AlcarGM> Tree: "Of course! No one talks to me! If I fall down in the forest, would I even make a sound?" It sobs
<Mary_jane`^> "I wish that you wouldn't... infact, just be quiet."

<Chaos`^> it's rather dark, considering all the deaths, mia's and stuff
* alcar nods. A lot of that was the intro for Cyrus :p
<alcar> And a reminder to MJ about costs of being a hero :)
<alcar> Maxine's ghost might show up. I liked her.
<Chaos`^> well
<Chaos`^> i suppose if she were a smart girl she'd give up now
<Chaos`^> if it weren't for me then she would have
<alcar> lol.
<Chaos`^> but i keep pushing her along because I need a game to play in

* Cyrus` nods to him. "I'm here to see Ms. Simpson."
<AlcarGM> The man nods, calls on his cell, and lets you inside. Ms. Simpon is reading old files, and making liberal use with a papper shredder when you come in. Her totem is a cat-lady, with whip, and appears from time to time to snap the whip at you and bat her eyelashes :P
<AlcarGM> Ms. Simpson: "Thank you for dropping by. At least something good comes out of getting the short straw and having to look over old files."
<Cyrus`> (( oh man, if only my character was more like me, I'd hit on her. ))
<AlcarGM> (( lol. ))

<AlcarGM> The pegs come out easier after the first one, the last coming out with barely a tug. Under it turns out to be a 7' by 7' crudgely drawn pentagram, which begins to glow with a silvery sheen
<Cyrus`> (( Hmm, that could be good for summoning things with. ))
<Cyrus`> "Ahh, a pentagram."
<AlcarGM> HELLO? a voice says.
<AlcarGM> CAN ANYBODY HERE ME? IS ANYONE OUT THERE? TESTING, TESTING, 6 6 6...
<Cyrus`> "I could probably ask the same thing."
<AlcarGM> SINCE YOU ARE SPEAKING, WE ASSUME YOU COULD.
<Cyrus`> "I mean, since I'm talking to a pentagram."
<AlcarGM> WE ARE *NOT* A PENTAGRAM. WE ARE A PORTAL OF POWER, THANK *YOU* VERY MUCH.

<Cyrus`> "Nah, I really don't need another loan... especially not from Hell. As far as the blood sacrifice thing, how long would it end up recharging the circle, out of curiosity?"
<AlcarGM> 75 OF YOUR STANDARD EARTH YEARS.
<AlcarGM> FOR TWO PINTS, THE CIRCLE REMAINS ACTIVE FOR 200 YEARS.
<Cyrus`> "I probably won't need it for that long. And if I do, I could always get more. Anyway, the one pint thing sounds pretty reasonable, I guess..."
<AlcarGM> OH, ALRIGHT THEN.
<Cyrus`> "There wouldn't be any unexpected outages or anything, would there?"
<AlcarGM> OF COURSE NOT.
<Cyrus`> "Ok then... So I just sort of cut myself and put the blood in the circle, then?"
<AlcarGM> THAT IS CORRECT.
<Cyrus`> (( I realize it's so odd to just be like "Ok sure, I'll give this weird talking pentagram some blood." but, I mean... 1 pint for free electricty? That's a bargain. ))
<Cyrus`> "Ok, hold on a sec."
* Cyrus` goes upstairs to clean off his knife before doing it, to avoid infection or something.

<AlcarGM> YThe cut stings, and youre blood flows out for a a good three minutes before the poortal sighs a happy burbly sigh THAT IS ENOUGH
* Cyrus` covers the cut right away.
<AlcarGM> The circle turns golden for a moment, then ... INTERESTING. HMM.
<Cyrus`> "Oh, yeah, I have... some stuff in my blood."
<AlcarGM> WE DID NOT ANTICIPATE THAT. PLEASE HOLD. Silence for a few moments. FORGIVE US FOR BEING BLUNT BUT ARE YOU HUMAN?
<Cyrus`> "Why, what else would I be?"
<AlcarGM> MOST THINGS IN THIS WORLD AREN'T HUMAN. A pause. OFFERING ACCEPTED. THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATRONAGE.

<Cyrus`> (( Hmm. If the phone is Hell-powered, how am I sposeta know what the number is? ))
<AlcarGM> (( 666-6666 of course. ))

<AlcarGM> Sam Kidd: "This is MY city, and not your concern, no matter what you are!" He's practically vibrating with rage, but you can see the fear in his eyes under that.
<Mary_jane`^> "So you DID do something, right?"
<AlcarGM> Sam Kidd: "You WILL LEAVE NOW!" and his will fills the air.. hits your wards. and breaks .... He gapss and slumps back onto his bed, his face drenched in sweat. He's stronger than you thought, probably thna even he stil thought, but he's old, and used up, and he's simply not strong enough to force you out.
<Mary_jane`^> "Listen... If you tell me what you did, then maybe I won't get mad."
<Cyrus`> (( damn women and their lies! "If you just admit it, you won't get in trouble" BULLSHIT! ))

<Cyrus`> (( I've killed two Red Caps and a Dragon, and yet I still feel worried that anyone can kick my ass if I'm not careful. :P ))

<Cyrus`> "Have I worked magic around you before?"
<Cyrus`> (( "Because it'd relaly help if you told me how I did it." ))
<AlcarGM> Scooter: "I was not always a horse, master. I am quite sure of that. You used to ride me in a different way. I had .. wheels? Like a cart? Anbd you'd push your leg on me. It was nice. Very much like sex, master."
<Cyrus`> "That was a slightly disquieting thing to say, but permissible. And yes, I remember that, but I wasn't sure if you did."
<AlcarGM> Scooter: "Did I insult you, master?"
<Cyrus`> "Oh, no, not at all."
<AlcarGM> The horse looks relieved.

* Cyrus` rides until they are a little ways away from any houses, then stops them. "Ok, I think I'll try working some magic, then." *dismounts* "Inexpertly, but it may work."
<AlcarGM> Scooter, wisely, gets a polite distance away from you.
* Cyrus` ponders a moment, then tries drawing some semblance of a magic circle in the snow, just winging it as he goes.
* Cyrus` looks it over.
<Cyrus`> "Hmm. Ok."
<AlcarGM> Okay. You manage that easily enough.
<Cyrus`> "Let's see..."
* Cyrus` holds his hands over it. "I call to whatever powers might hear me, to aid me in my quest. Help me find a witch who can guide me to the one I seek."
<AlcarGM> Anything else?
* Cyrus` waits, and if nothing happens, goes, "Oh. Material componants." And pricks his finger and lets a drop of blood fall on it, since that's the extent of what he's ever done to make magical things happen. :P

<AlcarGM> The drop of blood stains the new fallen snow a ruby red. And the circle begins to glow with a pale violet light ...... turns darker....a nd the snow meltas, the steam turning into darkness and a hand forms out of the shadows pointing west.
<Cyrus`> "Ah, there we are. Thank you." *nods to the steamy hand*
<AlcarGM> The darkness hangs there a moment.... then fingers brush each other in the universal symbol for 'tip, please'

* Mary_jane`^ looks for growing thing
<AlcarGM> You don't see it.
<Cyrus`> (( is that all you ever think about?! :P ))

<Cyrus`> "How would I attain one?"
<AlcarGM> "Save a damsel in distress? A princess? A prince, if you are inclined. Or desperate for someone to save.
<Cyrus`> "Ah, ok. Regular hero stuff. I can do that. I just need to find some royalty in danger, then."
<AlcarGM> "Anyone in danger can do, of course, and in any world.. And true royalty lies in cottages as well as castles."
<Cyrus`> "Any world? Ah, good, that should make things easier. Probably. Hmm. Thing is, though, I should probably get about getting what I need quickly, since the Sister's problem seems like a rather urgent one. You wouldn't happen to know of any dragons, would you? I suppose I could return to Nottingham and ask Rolodex if she'll be shedding any time soon, but I'm not sure how far that is from here."
<AlcarGM> (( lol. ))
<AlcarGM> (( that would be an interesting request. ))
<Cyrus`> (( "Hey, remember me? That guy that barged in that day, and offhandedly mentioning killing one of your kind? Yeah, well, I need a favor." ))

<AlcarGM> There are no ninjas, fae, or anything else in your apartment. Just the TV. Currently showing the weather channel for Bellona. A nice, clear night with lots of sunshine.....
<Mary_jane`^> "Yes, thank you for the insite.."
* Mary_jane`^ throws her things on the couch and gets ready for bed
* Mary_jane`^ walks over to her bed and flops in it, landing with a thump
<Cyrus`> (( a night with lots of sunshine, Alcar? ))
<AlcarGM> (( .. oops :P ))

* alcar has no idea what to do with the snakes, though I got some ideas on the way home from work.
<Chaos`^> they're fun
<Chaos`^> i like them
<alcar> Yes :P But they WON'T be doing rhyme again. That was hard :)
<Chaos`^> LoL maybe that's what the runes are?
<alcar> Nah, I know what those are.
<alcar> Krishna made it out of his own power, originally. a truth seeking device to determine if he shoud bring judgement on whomever he was around.
<GeminiRai> lol, a note sent to the snakes from the omnicreator "You can talk normally now, that was exhausting."
<alcar> He eventually got really annoyed by the rhyme and just dropped it off down a well :)
<Chaos`^> LoL
<alcar> lol! Tempting, Rai....

<Cyrus`> "Well, I have my ways of getting to hard-to-reach places."
<AlcarGM> Dame Gothel does not seem surprised at all. "Ah, that's what old James thought too. Him and his inventions. We never did find the rest of his body, come to think of it."
<Cyrus`> "...point taken. But I want to at least try."
<AlcarGM> She finishes the tea. "We told him seven league boots were just a story, but he and M insisted on making them. Said it would only take six steps to reach the dragon, at best. and he'd go down in history as Bond James Bond. Never did know why his last name was his first, but a step taking seven leafgues and the scream as he stretched." She shakes her head. "I doubt I'll forget that until the day I die. I believe he caught fire at some point, too

<AlcarGM> The witch watches you leave and checks the tea, eventually feeding some to the blind mice under the floor and watching the die, wondering what you were that the poison didn't take you, since you'd have fed her for a whole winter.
<Cyrus`> X_X

* Cyrus` tries to open the trap door, but checks for hidden traps first! 1d20! Or just opens it.
<AlcarGM> You die!
<Cyrus`> (( Damn! ))

<AlcarGM> He turns towards you anfd the man is gone, replaced by something else close to 40' long and glittering, shades of black you never knew existed flowing and moving like dark water over crystal. It looks more like a chinese dragon, and if it has eyes they are the same colour as it's skin and not visible at all.
<AlcarGM> "A Shaman, eh?" The dragon bends down, looking at you. "Could be. You smell of power, for all you hide it. Hmm. I've never eaten a Shaman before."
<Cyrus`> "Wow. You look very impressive."

<AlcarGM> Well, that was fun. Dragon scale armour is a nice leather jacket. And the dragon hoarded chocolate and watches Survivor.
<AlcarGM> Poor Cyrus :p
<AlcarGM> Though he alone may know the truth of the sudden loss of chocolate all over the world when Survivor is cancelled in 15 years

<AlcarGM> Luna has finished eating and is sleeping on your couch by the time you finish the shower. The water is ice-cold half way through the shower as the building heater gives out.
* Mary_jane`^ screams and rinses off quickly, jumping out "Damnit..." and getting dressed and books ready
* Mary_jane`^ shakes luna lightly "Luna, you wanna sleep in my head? it's probably safer."
<Mary_jane`^> (( Which sounds really wierd ))

<AlcarGM> The professor frowns at you enter, looks at the watch, gets your name and suggets that, next class, you try to actually arrive on time like everyone did, if it's not a bother.
<Mary_jane`^> "Yes sir..." breathing heavilly
<AlcarGM> He nods. Aside from class, the class goes well, though it's slow and dull and you can swear that you hear horses outside from time to time...
* Mary_jane`^ packs her things and heads back home
<Mary_jane`^> (( Wild horses? ))
<AlcarGM> (( oh, no. Just LARP students hunting down the football team ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( LoL ))

<AlcarGM> The lance hits, but breaks. The knight laughs, and chage, preparing to cut the head off of the football player, which might limit his career prospects.
* Cyrus` steps up and readies his spear/trident to parry the blade, which, come to think of it, a trident could be pretty good for.
<Cyrus`> (( you know, catch it between the points. ))
<AlcarGM> You manage to do that easily, dsince the knight in question has never fought with a real sword before, or been in a real fight. He drops the sword and sputs his horse away from you, galloping across campus in search of either a new weapon of an alibi :p
* Cyrus` yells after him. "Now don't let me catch you harrassing people in Bellona again!"
<AlcarGM> (( On the plus side for the knight, the police are unlikely to ask David if he was in 15th century armour trying to run over the captain of the football team like his friend Rick claims ))

* Mary_jane`^ sits down on the couch "Also my brother's infected with something."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Crabs?"
<Mary_jane`^> "No, some evil thing or good thing... Not sure... But like... I dunno I tought of a virus or something... Something controlled by someone is all I know."
<Mary_jane`^> "I don't think he has crabs atleast."

* Mary_jane`^ leans back "So the knights assaulted the football team?"
<AlcarGM> Vance: "Apparently five or six of the team, by actual knights on horseback," quickly, trying not to blush. "The rest of the team is just .. missing."
<Mary_jane`^> "Maybe they were the knights."
<AlcarGM> Vance: "Huh. Never thought of that..."
<Mary_jane`^> "i'm a unique thinker."
<AlcarGM> Vance: "Would be a really weird way to get rid of teammates you didn't like though. I mean, where does someone get ahold of 15th century armour, and horses?"
<Mary_jane`^> "A magic portal to the 15th century?"
<AlcarGM> Vance: "With knights willing to give up their horses and armour to strangers who probably don't know how to put it on?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Then maybe the knights came out of it and kidnapped half the team and assaulted the others."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Maybe they bet for the wrong side in a football game and came into the future to exact their vengeance?"
<Mary_jane`^> "I doubt they bet on football in the 15th century."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Why not? They could have a portal to now. And radios."

* Cyrus` looks up at the spare moon, and really looks hard at it. He tries to find anything Wrong or Different about it.
<AlcarGM> (( spare moon, keep one in your trunk...... ))
<Cyrus`> (( great for cloudy days or when you need that extra bit of light for a night-time stroll or human sacrifice. ))

<Mary_jane`^> "Ok... So we find the queen and talk her out of it? Have you ever tried nagotiating with a fae?"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "No. I dragged you away from those ones in Municiburg, if that counts. I think I was running away, though."
<Mary_jane`^> "Right... Exactly... Any other ideas?"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "We could threaten to ...... I have no idea. Give then an iron acupuncture? Make up a play about them that's really insulting?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Iron accupuncture?"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Nailgun."

* Cyrus` shuts the combo door behind them, and leaves the castle, thinking about returning to the Real Bellona.
<AlcarGM> Peter blinks a few times at the moonlight and follows. The trip back is harder, as if something *wants* you to remain him, is telling you that this is where you belong, in the stories, in the fantasies....
<AlcarGM> You appear in the real world outside city hall, which is crowded with people demannding to know what is going on. The real mayor, who does look a bit like the bEast, or at least does have a beard*, is trying to say "We have no idea."
<AlcarGM> * the beard is not blue. Honest.

* Cyrus` walks up to you after the class adjourns.
<AlcarGM> You arrive at the class. The topic among the student body is :"what the hell was that last night?" pretty much :
<AlcarGM> Make a save VS Cyrus!
<Cyrus`> (( lol ))
<AlcarGM> You fail. Cyrus walks up to you.
<Cyrus`> "Hey, MJ."
* Mary_jane`^ sneezes as she leaves class, making a bright cloud of something come out of her nose "Excuse me..." Walking out...
<Mary_jane`^> "Huh? Oh, hey."
<AlcarGM> (( Cyrus: "Do you like the moon I made?" ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Oh, something came by to see you the other day... red hat and all that, wanted to know where you were."
<AlcarGM> (( MJ: "Wait, that's him behind you!" *waves* ))
<AlcarGM> (( .... has to stop thinking of ways for the pcs to kill each other :p ))

<Mary_jane`^> "Oh, something came by to see you the other day... red hat and all that, wanted to know where you were."
<Cyrus`> "A Red Cap? oh, dear... It didn't hurt you, did it?"
<Mary_jane`^> "not really... Well yes, but I didn't know where to tell it to go find you so I sent it to hell instead. It'd be nice if you stopped telling immortal assassins where I lived."

<Cyrus`> "So you don't know what put it there?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Put what? Oh the moon? It was the fae."
<Cyrus`> "The Fae again. Okay. Must be related to the Lightbringer issue, then. All the more reason to deal with that soon. So, yeah, I've gotten dragon scale armor and I already had a weapon, so I just need to get a Title so I can help the Sister of Mercy and we can get into Oz."
<Mary_jane`^> "A title?"
<AlcarGM> (( "BUt Nora calls you Dork Boy. Does that count?" ))

<Cyrus`> "I wouldn't say I'm any friend of Robin Hood. I beat him up and threatened him to get him to stop being so greedy and ruining the economy. He wasn't really giving to the poor as much as he was supposed to."
<Mary_jane`^> "Erm... So? You gunna beat up all the greedy people? I suggest you start at HC headquarters."
<Cyrus`> "Greed wasn't the issue, exactly, it was that he wasn't being true to the story."
<Mary_jane`^> "Uuuuh... Ok?"
<Mary_jane`^> "So you beat him up?"
<Cyrus`> "I tried to reason with him first! Even after he shot me. But he was being a pain."
<Mary_jane`^> "Who cares? I mean... he's just a story... Stories change. Everyone knows that."
<Cyrus`> "Well... not always for the better."
<Mary_jane`^> "So? There's always villians in stories... everyone knows that too."
<Cyrus`> "Yeah, there's supposed to be. But the hero isn't supposed to be a villain. Well, there are rare exceptions I'm sure, but in the classic stories that's usually the case."
<Mary_jane`^> "Oh?"
* Cyrus` nods.
<Mary_jane`^> "Ever heard of king arthur?"
<Cyrus`> "What about him?"
<Aerdan> . o O (Tale-telling time :D)
<Cyrus`> (( Yeah, and I've been trying to end this conversation a few times cause its late :P ))

<Chaos`^> that was fun
* tatterdemalion nods. Though MJ is the last person who should be criticizing people for handling situations :p
<Aerdan> :P
<Chaos`^> LoL
<Chaos`^> We just have different points of view on what's important
<Chaos`^> like robin hood stealing from a city... that's minor
* tatterdemalion nods. But important to that city :p
<Chaos`^> lol
<Caltak|InspectEyelidInterior> (( Yeah, Cyrus is less selfish. Just because it doesn't directly effect him doesn't mean it isn't worth fixing. And with that, I'm really gone. ))

<Alicia> ... okay, I just found the most fscked up skill ever
<Caltak> what?
<Alicia> Exalted's Craft(Courtesan)
<Aerdan> usually used in reference to those who roleplay younger characters.
<Alicia> The mind just... boggles
<Alicia> What are you crafting?
<alcar[work]> make up. Powder. Clothing.
<Alicia> At least Craft(War) makes a little bit of sense
<alcar[work]> Yes. It's for politicans who want to make people die :p
<alcar[work]> Craft(War Invitation)
<Alicia> What's funnier... one of the Exalted Charms lets you craft without tools
<Alicia> So you can fight a war without an army
<Alicia> Or... umm... courtesan without... umm... whatever

<AlcarGM> Suit glares at you, the barks: "Did your previous mission strike you as unusual?"
<LiMing> "Yes. I did not get any Chocolate afterwards." <vague disgruntlement>
<AlcarGM> The man stares. Then says, very evenly, "Anything else?"
* LiMing considers.... and shrugs. "Maybe a few things."
<AlcarGM> A deep breath, then: "Elaborate," crisply.
* LiMing considers a little more. "More than a few, maybe. Hmm. Lots of things. No, everything."
<AlcarGM> The suit smiles slightly. "Well, at least one of them has a damned brain. Why did you not abort it?"
<AlcarGM> The scientist winces. "Sir, we made them to obey orders. Not selectively....." he trails off under a glare.
<LiMing> "The mission was operating well within normal operational parameters. Mostly. And when it wasn't we were already coming back anyway."
<AlcarGM> The Suit blinks. "The destruction of several blocks, visibility to to the public, an army, and a failed assasination are within normal parameters?!"
<LiMing> "Of that mission."

<AlcarGM> He starts munching on the bar. "Okay, briefly your last mission wasn't clear by head office. Renegade general found out about the complex, hated the Grek, and got around some slick security protocols. End result is a massive fiasco, though no one blames you. Much."
<LiMing> "What's a fiasco?"
<LiMing> "Is it one of those paintings on a wall?"
<LiMing> "or is that just a Fresco?"
<AlcarGM> Andrews: "It's a screw up. Stealth agents aren't suppossed to make the evening news." he shrugs, sitting down. "But nothing can be done about it,mso we go forward. With ... well ... if you had a choice for a mission, what would you like to do?"
<LiMing> "Eat Chocolate."
<AlcarGM> Nighteyes: "Not have to kill people."
<AlcarGM> Andrews sighs. "Eat chocolate?"
<LiMing> "Oh, you want a Mission mission."
<AlcarGM> He nods. "Yes."

<alcar> next modern game I'm in I have to make a pc with 10 hardened un unnatural, or the equivalent.
<alcar> Just for the sheer amusement value of wandering around being utterly blase about everything, or trying to at least.
<alcar> "Oh, well, sentient genital lice trying to take over your body and rule the world? Well ... I guess that's new. Does is hurt?"
<alcar> Actually, I'm not sure most players would want to be in a game that included "sentient genital lice trying to take over your body"

<Mary_jane`^> "I had a wierd dream."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "More than normal?" dryly.
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah, actually."
<AlcarGM> Luna looks curious. "What was it?"
<Mary_jane`^> "I'd rather not talk about that part. You just said I looked wierd, I was telling you why."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "It could be important. The moon may have changed things."
<Mary_jane`^> "Erm... I doubt it was like that.. It was about me, and my brother... and sex."
<AlcarGM> She looks unusually serious. Then blinks. "And that's not normal?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Uh... No."
* Mary_jane`^ raises an eyebrow at her "Do you have a brother?"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "No."
<Mary_jane`^> "Nevermind, then... I just wondered if you'd had sex with him."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "I probably would have." SHe frowns. "I wonder if I split, if I'd end up with a brother. I could find out."
<Mary_jane`^> "Uh... No."

<Mary_jane`^> "Ok... Then let's not... Let's do something to keep your mind off of it... Want to go watch some strippers? Hmm... All they have in this town is female's though... Are you a lesbian?"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "I've never found out."
<Mary_jane`^> "That was kind of a joke... I mean... unless you want to go watch female strippers..."
<AlcarGM> Luna: "It depends. I prefer it with skin off. It's more real."
<Mary_jane`^> "That's gross."
<AlcarGM> Luna; "Never know until you try."
<Mary_jane`^> "No, seriously... Skin is real... Trust me.."

<AlcarGM> Luna: "Anyway, I'd rather be .. doing something."
<Mary_jane`^> "Like?"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Getting my moon back. I wonder if it could be blown up?"
<AlcarGM> Luna: "Or turning that person who sent me into Nothing into a piece of modern art."
* Mary_jane`^ Quit (Ping timeout)
<AlcarGM> Doh!
<AlcarGM> COME BACK! Your boyfriend is being run over by a car!

<AlcarGM> (( is now pondering the efficacy of ninja strippers ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( How would the ninja know I was going to a strip club? ))
<AlcarGM> (( Well, some of them must have jobs besides installing cable. But I was thinking more in general. Stripper Ninjas: The series! ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( Uhm... ))
<Mary_jane`^> (( I'll pretend you never said that ))

* alcar once played a Conspiracy X game where my pc had a grenade thrown into his chest... .and took no damage.
* Alicia laughs
<Alicia> I'm reminded of D&D stupidity, like the barbarians who shove daggers into their foreheads to intimidate because "it's only 1d4 damage"
<alcar> lol!
<alcar> Never had a player try that one....
<alcar> but it DOES make sense :p

<Mary_jane`^> "These people are insane..."
<AlcarGM> Voice: "I'm not insane! My name is Chris, and you're my character damn you." .... or not :p
<AlcarGM> (( though the idea of the players and GM being locked up in a mental ward in the game is strangely compelling ))

<Mary_jane`^> "You shouldn't even be here..."
<AlcarGM> Gretel flinches. "Then whwere should I be?" coldly, power in her and around her. A house.. an oven....
<AlcarGM> Nora: "We're looking for the circle, not to be ... eaten by an oven....." she grins wickedly. "Oh, oven......?" and her power begins to fill the air, calling to it....
<AlcarGM> Gretel: "What -what are you doing?!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Back in your own little fairy tale... Hi, I'm from the real world.. the one where truth is a natural thing? Yeah... Nice to meet you... I imagine stories don't like truth because TRUTH HURTS. Go home, if you don't want to see the truth then you don't belong here."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I'm seducing the oven of course. We could use a new one."
<Mary_jane`^> "uhg... Nora, no fighting, remember?"
<AlcarGM> Gretel: "We have no home to go to, and your truth can't hurt. You lie," coldly....." but the power aroound her is sluggingly fading, moving.
<AlcarGM> Nora: "I'm not fighting. I'm just seducing an oven."

<Mary_jane`^> "Stop seducing the oven... I don't want to take you to a burn ward..."

<Mary_jane`^> "She may be cleaver but she isn't very smart."
<AlcarGM> (( .... I hope that was a typo. But if not, it's an interesting idea :) ))

<Mary_jane`^> "COME OUT COME OUT!"
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Maybe you're scaring them away."
<Mary_jane`^> "I don't scare anyone these days..."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Hello? Lots of magic."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "DO you think most people could make the whole park light up?"
<AlcarGM> Tad preens :p
* Mary_jane`^ sighs
<Mary_jane`^> "Well, they're usually insane or stupid... Stupid people aren't scared of anything..."
<AlcarGM> Tad: "I could - oh, shi ----" silence. Something HITS your wards. Hard. Power, and a lot of it.
<Mary_jane`^> "See?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Here it comes... Hrm... YOu know the last time he said that... Hrm... Oops."

* Mary_jane`^ smiles and walks for the phone
<AlcarGM> She just nods. and leaves.
<AlcarGM> 3d5
<sparkie> AlcarGM 3d5: 13
<AlcarGM> err.
<AlcarGM> 4d6
<sparkie> AlcarGM 4d6: 10
<AlcarGM> Yoiu make it to the phone easily.

<AlcarGM> The ninja sighs. "What's your TV, then? It already has cable, and we didn't hook it up."
<Cyrus`> "It does? Oh, that's new. It probably has something to do with my... well, let's say generator. It's a bit unique. But as far as I know, my TV was normal before I brought it here."
<AlcarGM> He nods, then says: "Thanks." Goes to the window, then stops. "Uh . .what are you? I mean, why did you see me? I'll have to tell my supervisor about it.
<Cyrus`> "Shaman in training."
<AlcarGM> Ninja: "Oh. You're native?"
<AlcarGM> he looks around for discarded beer bottle surreptitiously, hoping you seeing him is really DTs

<AlcarGM> It looks like a TV. It's TVness is very evident. When you look at it more intently, it turns itself on to static, and youget the feeling someone - or some thing - is watching you
* Cyrus` makes faces at it experimentally.
<AlcarGM> A voice whispes through the static...
<AlcarGM> All you know I know: veering plans and desk clerks glancing at the clock before lunch; shadows cowling at light ringed mirrors and freight elevator ghosts grinding a thumbful of grease on a steel handle; student riots; know that the dark woman Marked shook her heads last week because in six months prices have risen outlandishly, how sextastes after you've held it in your mouth, cold a whole minute.
* Cyrus` tries to make it out.
<AlcarGM> it trails off into silence.
<Cyrus`> "Hmm."
<Cyrus`> "WEll, that was freaky."
<Cyrus`> "You know, you're really not making me trust television any more than I did."

<AlcarGM> that was fun, tho :)
<AlcarGM> it's hard ot interrogate over the phone when your mom is asking you to take out the garbage

<AlcarGM> The phone rings again, 10 minutes later.
* Cyrus` was scribbling some more ideas, and picks it up. "Yes?"
<AlcarGM> Voice: "I assume you never called them?" mockingly. "Or whoever your parents really are?"
<Cyrus`> "Look, you need to lay off the narcotics."
<AlcarGM> Voice: "I know you are not Cyrus. You are not who you claim you ..... are.... "
<Cyrus`> "If I'm not Cyrus, then it's news to me. If you manage to find out who I *am* instead of who I'm *not,* then get back to me." *hangs up*
<AlcarGM> Voice: "You ..aren't ..... " a gasp ... then: "I'm .. busy right now. Really .. .busy..... stop doing that.... please......?" another gasp. "I'm ..serious now. I'm on the .... ooh .. phone.. MJ ..stop..."hangs up*
<Cyrus`> (( x_x ))
<AlcarGM> (( *smiles evilly* ))
<Cyrus`> (( I guess we can assume that got in before I hung up ))
<Cyrus`> (( because its evil. ))

* Mary_jane`^ searches for the staff with her mind again "This is way off..."
<AlcarGM> You feel it, or something at least, to your left. And something else... like an echo ...
* Mary_jane`^ turns left "This way..."
<AlcarGM> Tad: "uhm, boss? I just felt myself."
<Cyrus`> (( "There will be time for that later, Tad." ))
<AlcarGM> (( lol ))

<Mary_jane`^> "Bad news all around... Let's hurry."
<AlcarGM> Tad: "Like I'm other there, too., but not me. Close... like .. .a diferent version?"
<AlcarGM> Jeeves: "What is it?" calmly.
<Mary_jane`^> "Well even though I wasn't born in this world... I still was."
<AlcarGM> Jeeves: "And meeting yourself would be bad?"
<Cyrus`> (( obviously. alternate reality versions are invariably evil twins. :P ))
<AlcarGM> (( or at least you can wish they are :p ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Well, considering the people I may be, yes."
<AlcarGM> Fenrir gives you a thoughtful look.
<AlcarGM> Nora: "like what?"
<Mary_jane`^> "I mean, it could be good, but let's not take the chances..."
<AlcarGM> She nods. "Right. But I'm not eating your soul."
<Mary_jane`^> "Well it won't be the first time I've killed myself.."

<AlcarGM> He sighs, and towels off his hair. "There;s a tv god? Wow. Do the other appliances have one?"
<Cyrus`> "Nah, I doubt it. Most other appliances don't get the same level of attention a TV does, even if they get used almost as much."
<AlcarGM> (( the microwave god: "I am the ... " *ding* "..... damn." ))
<AlcarGM> (( the microwave god: "You! Get back here!" ))

* Mary_jane`^ looks up and down the glass field
<AlcarGM> it's currently empty, though the remaining buildings might have people - or at least things - in them.
* Mary_jane`^ walks into the glass city "Just walk and try not to attract too much attention..."
<AlcarGM> And so a truthseer, a demon, the fenrir wolf and a man in a trenchcoat with enough weapons to finance a few small wars walk across the remains of Municburg and 'try not to attract too much attention '.. and we end the session!

<AlcarGM> Motivational Man!
<AlcarGM> He does motivational speeches that no one can ignore! People hearing his speeches become better workers, more efficient, and generally better people all around. He can only use the power when he is happy and wanting to make other people happy and cheerful. The power lasts for 10 minutes, or longer if he continues his pep talk.
<Mary_jane`^> lol
<Mary_jane`^> all motivational speeches work about that way
<Mary_jane`^> what makes him 'super'?
<AlcarGM> who said anything does? :p
<AlcarGM> he's convinced he's a superhero :)
<Mary_jane`^> someone give him a nice pep talk that 'anyone can be super'?

<AlcarGM> The Procrastinator
<AlcarGM> He has the power to never finish anything he begins.This power coud actually be useful, since things around him simply don't finish (like countdowns on bombs), but since he's never finished anything he began he's completely unaware that it's a superpower
<AlcarGM> After being kidnapped by an evil mutant-hating ground, The W Men, he learned he had the power to not finish things, but he never got around to learning much about it (well, he began to.....). he also has a half finished costume, loist in the closet he began to clean a while back.
<Cyrus`> heh, nifty
* AlcarGM nods. Would be fun to rp :)
<Mary_jane`^> not really
<Mary_jane`^> i mean, I'd start to rp him...
<Cyrus`> I would try to RP that, except I have this policy about not RPing characters who are too close to how I really am. :P

<AlcarGM> Okay.. we let off with municiburg a giant nuclear magickal waste (this is serious, because of the k in magic). And four very unique people about to cross it and try to be inconscpiuous.

<AlcarGM> The leader draws himself up ... andNora smiles at me. He blinks a few times, rather dazed, and decided to find somewher . . quiet :p And private. Where he won't be interrupted
<Mary_jane`^> me? you?
<Mary_jane`^> Nora is seducing the GM
<AlcarGM> Err... him...
<Mary_jane`^> yeah...
<AlcarGM> otherwise this would be aREALLY weird session :p

<Aerdan> . o O (Try sayin' the word on the staff? >.>)
<Mary_jane`^> (( The trouble is, I don't know how it's pronounced =p ))
<Aerdan> . o O (So look for the pronunciation?)
<Mary_jane`^> (( It was hard enough to know what the word actually meant... I doubt it could be uttered by a mortal tongue =p ))
<Aerdan> . o O (So use a nonmortal tongue. *cough*)
<Mary_jane`^> (( I would, but I haven't figured out how to do that yet ))
<Aerdan> . o O (Maybe one of your allies...?)
<Mary_jane`^> (( Fenrir has already said it's beyond him ))
<Aerdan> . o O (True, but he's not the only ally you have.)
<Mary_jane`^> (( Nora can't, Jeeves is a human, Kiesha is mortal, Luna is busy pretending to be mortal, Gabe is human mostly, Jacob is busy being tyler, Clotho is busy having sex... ))

<AlcarGM> She sighs, slumping in the seat. "Have you ever wanted to tear out Vance's throat? or, uhm, the human equivalent?"
<Mary_jane`^> "There's a human equivalent?"
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "Uhm .... being really mad and wanting to hurt him? Like .. " she frowns. "Not ripping his head off, but ... simliare? Hitting him with a rolled up newspaper?"
* Mary_jane`^ turns to Kiesha
<Mary_jane`^> "No, not Vance... He was trained well before I got to him."

<AlcarGM> Standing by himself and waiting for you sitting on a rock is Harold Wordsworth the Fourteenth, Enforce for the Circle, Warden of the High Peak, Holder of the Staff of Suren, Lord of the Seven Thames, Wizard of the Blue, Wielder of the 9 rods of Dominion, Protector of the Lost Word, and Holder of the (a) Grail. He's holding his staff in one hand and looks bored.
<Mary_jane`^> did he gain a few titles?
<AlcarGM> (( Of course :) I can't introduce him much longer .I'm running out of titles to add :p ))

<Mary_jane`^> "What does the circle think it can get out of the staff?"
<AlcarGM> Harold: "Power, of course. Enough power to make the magic do their bidding, to make the world Right." he smiles sardonically. "Of course, that would mean right for them, naturally.'
* Mary_jane`^ begins feeding the staff power, since they're in the zoo anyway
<AlcarGM> The staffd beings to take on a pale blue light.
<Mary_jane`^> "That's what Merlin wanted with the grail.. and heaven, ofcourse."
<AlcarGM> Harold: "That, of course, was not a secret. Anyone could have guessed that."
<Mary_jane`^> "I was hoping there was some darker secret behind the obvious."
<AlcarGM> Harold: "There seldom is. People are quite simple about what they want, by and large."
<Mary_jane`^> "Too true."
<AlcarGM> (( Harold has obviously never browsed fetish porn. ))

<Keith> 3#1d3
<sparkie> Keith 3#1d3: 1 2 3
<Keith> oh now thats real desisive
<Keith> 3#1d3
<sparkie> Keith 3#1d3: 1 3 2
<Keith> ???
<Keith> 3#1d3
<sparkie> Keith 3#1d3: 1 2 3
<Keith> 3#1d3
<sparkie> Keith 3#1d3: 1 2 3

<Mary_jane`^> "Ah, another threat..." Without so much as a warning, pulling the power keeping her together that was MJ's to begin with
<AlcarGM> The power returns. Your clone gives a slight gasp of pain and looks a little fuzzy around the edges, but nothing else.
* Mary_jane`^ smiles and laughs lightly "You've grown."
<AlcarGM> Tad: "Er. Point of order: this is her locii. She's ... majorly strong here. Uhm. And trying to ..... seduce me?" in an amused tone.
<AlcarGM> She returns the smile, her laugh sensual. "Oh, yes. In ways you'd never dream of. You're afraid of your power. I, am not."
<Mary_jane`^> "Ah, yes... However the house is still standing."
<AlcarGM> She smiles. "That's because we haven't started yet."
* Mary_jane`^ looks for her source of power, whatever is linking her with the house... They always have a rune or a symbol or pentagram linking them... Only humans can link without that.. right?
<AlcarGM> She seems to have bound herself TO the house. She IS the link. Hence, it being her source, and part of her. She made herself into a magician....
<AlcarGM> You have no idea how she could be separated without a) a lot of damage and (more importantly) b) your mom at least noticing something
<Mary_jane`^> Bah, forget that... I'll pretend there was a bomb in her tub

<AlcarGM> The clone smiles. "You want to play hard? I could tear this entire building down around you."
<Mary_jane`^> "But you won't, because it is your power."
<AlcarGM> Clone: "It won't be if you destroy me now, will it?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Well, a falling house won't hurt me."
* Mary_jane`^ points to her head "I've launched through a few cement walls before."
<AlcarGM> Clone: "It will your mother, and brother...." A binding attempts to hold you, but you're not male and Tad snaps it apart with a snicker.
<Mary_jane`^> "What about them? No one lives forever. I've changed since the battle, I'm going to outlive them anyway.. Why not get unatatched early?"
<GeminiRai> You're supposed to wait until *after* something swiftly kills everyone you care about to become a crazy hardened immortal.
<Mary_jane`^> lol i'm bluffing =p
<AlcarGM> Gemm - lies! For best effect, BE the thing that kills everyone you care about :p

<Mary_jane`^> "If you want to live, then you will have to give in."
<AlcarGM> Clone: "To what?!"
<Mary_jane`^> "For one you'll have to stop fucking my brother and stealing his power!"
<AlcarGM> Clone: ".... what if he wants me to?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Then atleast don't steal his power."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "He doesn't .... not inside, where it matters. He was 10. He was becoming a teenager. It could have been Nora. His own mother. Any woman. Anyone willing, because he never thought anyone would.... his hormones spoke, not him. And your guilt and games and the shame kept it going..."
<AlcarGM> Clone: "Then . .then what do I do?"
<Mary_jane`^> "What do you WANT to do?"
<AlcarGM> Clone: "TO BE FREE!"
<AlcarGM> Snake1 to snake2: "My hormones never speak." Snake2: "You you have no idea how happy that makes me brother."

<Mary_jane`^> "I'm sure Gabe can come up with a few conselors you can talk to... that can keep the magic secret to themselves... Do you want that?"
* Mary_jane`^ looks up and at her mom "We're fine... just talking... Can we be alone?"
<AlcarGM> ASnne nods, and goes inside.
* Mary_jane`^ turns to Sal
<AlcarGM> Sal: "That ... might be best. I ...." His fists clench. "I'm ... sorry. I should never have. Ever. It .. was sick. And wrong."
<Mary_jane`^> "She had the power of a succubus... she could have seduced a cucumber..."
<AlcarGM> (( Sal: "Huh? the clone? No, I'm talking about your barbies I hid from you and crucified when you were six." ))

<AlcarGM> The wards are strong, and burn, rain smoking at it hits them.
<Mary_jane`^> "Hmm... Wards..."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Charming." She looks the wards over. "Wow. You should be a demon, you know. You have this knack for making enemies."
<AlcarGM> Tad: "Half of this is meant to stop us. Err. At least half. And that's not including the ones on the house proper.
<Mary_jane`^> "No... And for the record, this doesn't count as heated."
* Mary_jane`^ pushes power into the wards to break them
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Oh, come oh. At least *some* of those have to be lethal. You owe me twenty bucks."
<Mary_jane`^> "No, this was up before we made the bet... This was from last time."

<AlcarGM> Gregory: "A question, nephew. Did she try and kill you? and if not, who?" There's power in it, forcing an answer.
<AlcarGM> Vance: "It was black cars. Four of them, just . .came down the street, as if out of thin air. I don't know why. You can leave now."
* Mary_jane`^ smiles at Greg
<AlcarGM> He, naturally, doesn't smile. "Then I will have to find out."
<Mary_jane`^> "Great! See you later."
<AlcarGM> Vance: "It -"
<AlcarGM> Gregory reaches out with one hand ..and sticks his fingers right through Vance's forehead into his head.
<Mary_jane`^> "Oh, wait, this is the part where you stop, Greg."

<AlcarGM> the phone rings.
<Mary_jane`^> "AH..."
* Mary_jane`^ checks the ID and answers it
<AlcarGM> "What have you done?" Gregory demands, Not Happy At All.
<AlcarGM> (( you can tell, cuz of Baliadoc Patended Caps. ))

<Mary_jane`^> "Nora, Can you do something for me?"
<AlcarGM> She grins. "Depends what it is."
<Mary_jane`^> "Heh, nothing you'll like, I"m sure... It's just... I don't trust those kids that Luna's hanging out with.. They threttened us by baking.. I think they're just... Trying to get her into the oven..."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Well, yeah. But it's Luna we're talking about. I don't care how weak she is - would ANYONE want to eat her?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Yes... They're as insane as she could ever be."
<Mary_jane`^> "I just have a bad feeling... and when I have a bad feeling, it's usually right."
<AlcarGM> (( well, yes. becuse the GM is evil. ))
<AlcarGM> Nora: ".... you want me to make sure two children from a fairy tale don't burn the soul of the moon in an oven?"
<Mary_jane`^> (( she gets her feelings from me because i know you ))
<Mary_jane`^> "Exactly... Trust me, the oven is more powerful than it looks, I think Mimir used to live in their house and ate children..."
<AlcarGM> (( :p ))

<Mary_jane`^> the sad thing is, MJ only knows death magic because that's all that's been done on her =p

<AlcarGM> The library is the only part of the town standing, at the moment. He rest is being rebuilt by, well, naked elves.
<Mary_jane`^> "...Where did these elves come from?"
* Mary_jane`^ creates a fountain at the center, and a bench to sit on, but sits on the ground instead
<Mary_jane`^> "So if you're supposed to be male, and these elves are naked and male... does that make you gay?"
<AlcarGM> Tad blinks. "Oh, them. I'm not sure why they're here. You probably need to get laid. Besides, I only look male anyway."
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah, I suppose... But they're good scenery... Make them make the town... Mythical industrial... elfin.. That'll be interesting.."

<Mary_jane`^> "When is it?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe shrugs. "Three house, real time."
<Mary_jane`^> "What?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "In three house."
<Mary_jane`^> "What the hell is a house."
<AlcarGM> err, hours. Sorry.
<Mary_jane`^> ROFLMAO
* AlcarGM has no damn clue WHY I wrote house twice :P

<Chaos`^> and scales but that's kind of stupid
<alcar> Yes :P
<Chaos`^> besides, the scales represent judgement, and that's another step up ;)
<alcar> Scales, and start asking for hearts and a feather.
<Chaos`^> LoL
<Chaos`^> the sad part is that i understand that joke =(
* alcar laughs. How is that sad?!
<Chaos`^> I know too much about history because i sit on my computer too much =p

<GeminiRai> These sort of weird coincidences happen all the time though. People can't just up and die without someone stumbling across them at a pivotal moment.

<AlcarGM> Okay... we left off with MJ about to take on the terrible task of eating cafeteria food in a hospital.
<AlcarGM> The dice bot demands rolls for food poisoning, but we can ignore it. Vance's father is sleeping (more or less) on a chair, Vance is upstairs min the remains of a room you severely redecorated, and the jello is actually not that bad.
<Mary_jane`^> yep
* Mary_jane`^ eats the green jello and stares at it for a bit, wondering what magic makes it stay together like a solid, even though it looks liquid...
<AlcarGM> Kiesha wolfs down a burger. Gabe, wisely, just has water.
<LiMing> (if you must know.... the magic of gelatin, a translucent brittle solid substance, colorless or slightly yellow, nearly tasteless and odorless, which is created by prolonged boiling of animal skin and connective tissue.)
<LiMing> (On a commercial scale, gelatin is made from by-products of the meat and leather industry, mainly pork skins, pork and cattle bones, or split cattle hides.)
<Mary_jane`^> (( I know how geletin is made.. it was a joke >< ))

<Caltak> hows it goin? :D
<AlcarGM> Is going good, but work has lead to busy end of shifts :(
<AlcarGM> wehich means the weekend sessions of this game end up rather late, your time. But, aside from that, life is food. You?
<AlcarGM> Err, life is good.
<Caltak> lol, life is food.

<Mary_jane`^> "Expose his affair with his wife?"
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "How does someone have a affair with their own wife?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Uhg... Nevermind."

<AlcarGM> You reach the top of the hil. What looks like a giant rock made out out of trasyh is there, with eyes. And claws. And sharp teeth, since it has quite a few mouths.
<Mary_jane`^> "Talk about low self esteem..." Quietly to herself
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Uh .. yeah....."
<AlcarGM> The creature growls, in different notes. It doesn't move, yet, but you suspect it's faster than it looks. It'd have to be.
<Mary_jane`^> "This isn't where we're meeting is it?"
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "About half an hour walking past this, I think."
* Mary_jane`^ walks around the trash heap without a word
<AlcarGM> It moves in front, splitting into two as it does so.
* Mary_jane`^ stops "Ok..."
* Mary_jane`^ sets Gabe down "I'm really not in the mood for this." Searching her folds for the sword, drawing it after a bit of searching
<AlcarGM> The creature blinks, looking a bit worried.
<Mary_jane`^> "If you move now, no one gets hurt."
<AlcarGM> The creature considers that, then moves a clawed arm to rip your face off :P

<AlcarGM> The girl wakes up witha yawn, watches them argue, and wanders over to you. She's thin, definitely homeless, mexican. And grins. "Hi! It's nice to someone knew here."
<Mary_jane`^> "Hi... How are you?"
<AlcarGM> She grins. "Bored. They just talk a lot."
<Mary_jane`^> "Doesn't surprise me."
<AlcarGM> London is saying something about energy conservation and applied metathermodynamics.
<Mary_jane`^> "Do they actually get anything done?"
<AlcarGM> She nods. "Mostly banishing people for saying they get nothing done. But they are important. Cities being angry with people is bad, even if they are other cities. New York learned that with the whole world trade centre. Baghdad might not be much, but it's old. And had genies."
<AlcarGM> (( see? It WAS Saddam's fault. ))

<AlcarGM> Gabe: "He's in critical care. We'd need a healer. A good one."
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah... Where's jake when you need him..."
* Mary_jane`^ sighs and thinks "I know of a saint.. but she can't heal... No idea."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "He's in a psychiatric hospital."
<Mary_jane`^> "He's WHAT? WHERE!? When were you going to tell me!? I thought Tyler would just... forget about it... Like a coma!"
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Was looking for people for your brother, earlier. Fou d out about him by accident. And was going to today, but we've been busy. It sort of slipped my mind."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: ".... okay. Maybe we DON'T go with a healer in a loony bin?"
* Mary_jane`^ runs her fingers through her hair "Damnit... This day can't get any worse..."
* the_computer perks up.
<Mary_jane`^> "No, Tyler couldn't do anything if he wanted..."
* the_computer readies dice.

<AlcarGM> Kiesha just nods. "Do you love him?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Oh yes, I think I do..."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "How do you know?"
* Mary_jane`^ shrugs "It's hard to describe... Just... I feel special around him."
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "That's it?"
<AlcarGM> She looks disappointed :P
<Mary_jane`^> "No, the rest is really hard to describe, and I"m not going to even try.. Better people than me have failed at describing love."
<sparkie> it's when you want to burn someone alive but you don't.
* sparkie wants a prize.
<Mary_jane`^> no that's marriage

<AlcarGM> The door is opened by a tired orderly in a white lab coat, reading "Doug" in it. He's thin, bespecaled, pale, and a vampire. "Oh, you're the .... doctor?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Ofcourse I'm the doctor."
<AlcarGM> He looks yo over, then shrugs and hands you a clipboard. "Sign here. We've got Mr. Smith on the fifth floor. With the ... difficult .. cases."
* Mary_jane`^ signs '/////' on the board
<Mary_jane`^> (( Doctor's slant =p ))

<AlcarGM> He looks at you, his eyes blue from edge to edge now, burning with fire. "You are a truthseer."
* Mary_jane`^ looks up from her notes "And what is a truthseer Mr. Smith?"
<AlcarGM> He blinks, looking surprised for the first time. "YOu are lying," in an accusing tone. "How can you lie?"
<Mary_jane`^> "And how do you know I'm lieing?"
<AlcarGM> Andrew Smith: "Truthseers should never lie. You're weak."
<AlcarGM> He laughs, a little sadly. "You think he loves you. But he doesn't know you. He's never killed like you. He thinks you're a good person. A nice person."
<Mary_jane`^> "Yes, well I haven't been admitted to a mental hospital..." Writing down 'shows signs of god complex' on her sheet "Tell me about yourself Mr. Smith."

<Mary_jane`^> "He's in the mental hospital because he's been having dreams of me torchering him."
<AlcarGM> Gabe "Oh ... you haven't, I take it?" with a straight face.
<Mary_jane`^> "It's a future."

<AlcarGM> Tyler turns towards you. "You .. I .. I've seen you," slowly,carefully.
<Mary_jane`^> "No, you've only seen me in dreams... But not all dreams are true."
<AlcarGM> Tyler: "Mine are. They always happen." He shudders, not seeing you but rather some inward hell. "always."
<Mary_jane`^> "Your dreams are just possible futures based off of wierd maths embedded in your head."
<Mary_jane`^> "They're not set in stone, they are just the most likely to happen."
<AlcarGM> Gabe: "Way tomake him feel better," as he comes back over.

<AlcarGM> Tyler enters the room. Dan is there, pacing back and forth. Kiesha is just lounging against the wall and nods when you enter.
<AlcarGM> Tyler stops, looking at Chesed and Geburah above the bed with a puzzled expression of faint recognition, then dismisses it and looks at Vance. "Uhm. How do I heal him?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Hmm... Let's see... Jake did it by, well first he just kind of willed it to happen... if that didn't work he used contact, plus will... And if that didn't work he just told the wounds to Heal... Never got farther than that."
<AlcarGM> Tyler: "Told them to .. uh. .. right..." He walks over, putting his hands on Vance's chest. "Heal ..... please?"
<AlcarGM> Dan: "THIS is yor healer?" a bit disbelievingly.
<AlcarGM> Kiesha: "Hey, he just got out of the asylum. Give him time."
<AlcarGM> Strangely,that doesn't seem to comfort Vance's father :p

<AlcarGM> The snake .. is bigger, here. It had 4 legs. Wings. A long tail, and is now black, but not a boring black ..more thousands of shades of black glittering like dark mirrors. Burning white eyes regard you coldly as the dragon, a good 3 stories tall, looms over you
<Mary_jane`^> "Huh... Who the hell are you?"
<AlcarGM> The dragon looks down at you. "My name .... is ..... Fred."
<Mary_jane`^> "Fred?"
<AlcarGM> The dragon nods.
<Mary_jane`^> "Uh-huh... What are you doing here Fred?"
<AlcarGM> It somehow seemsa a bit less menacing now. Fred just isn't that much of a dangerous name, really.
<AlcarGM> Fred the Dragon: "Killng anyone who comes looking for the King."
<Mary_jane`^> "Uh... Why?"
<AlcarGM> Fred the Dragon: "Because I owed him a favour, and this is the favour. I trust you will leave? I don't actually like killing. It's more a hobby."
<Mary_jane`^> "It must have been a big favor, I mean... you're risking your life out here."
<AlcarGM> Fred stares at you as if you're stupid. "I very muchn doubt that, mortal. *I* am a dragon."

<Mary_jane`^> "Dragons can die... How do you think Ygg became eldest? He's stupid and... weak."
<AlcarGM> Fred: "Ygg is a coward, and a fool. When the revolution comes, he will be the first against the horde!"

<AlcarGM> You thrust. The dragon moves, but not quite fast enough. The other dragon images vanish, and Fred moves back slowly, blood dripping from a nasty gash through one wing.
* Mary_jane`^ is trying her hardest...
* Mary_jane`^ turns to Fred
<AlcarGM> Fred: "You actually *hurt* me....." He looks astonished.
<AlcarGM> He begins to circle you slowly, warily.
<Mary_jane`^> "He wouldn't have sent just anyone to take care of a fisher king.."
<Mary_jane`^> "You can leave now... Perhaps we may both survive."
<AlcarGM> Fred: "Leave? Nonsense! This is the most fun I've had in centuries!"
<Mary_jane`^> "You're insane, aren't you?"
<AlcarGM> Fred: "Isn't everyone?"

<AlcarGM> Tad: "We could try blood magic. His blood is on the ground....."
<Mary_jane`^> "I've never done blood magic with someone else's blood."
<AlcarGM> Tad: "Maybe we should start?" a little desperately.
<Mary_jane`^> "Don't be so scared... We've been through alot worse with alot less..."
<AlcarGM> Fred the Dragon: "How ... interesting." He breaks the spell with a thought, looking you over thoughtfully.
<AlcarGM> Tad: "Err ... right. Remind me of one?"
* Mary_jane`^ tries to use the blood on the ground to call some of the old magic to bind the dragon...
<Mary_jane`^> "Well... When I think of it, I'll tell you. You just need to remain calm.. That's how people get killed, by panicking."

<AlcarGM> You limp,a nd reach the fae glamour around the street and home. It's a bit bigger now.
<AlcarGM> More intricate. And definitely airmed to keep you out. He also removed the message you wrote :P
* Mary_jane`^ shoves the staff in the ward and twists it sideways violently, breaking it...
<Mary_jane`^> (( It being realative to which is stronger =p ))

<Mary_jane`^> "Please tell me you're worn out from trying to take your city back."
<AlcarGM> Sam Kidd: "You are getting to be very annoying, you know. Bellona IS mine. And you are NOT welcome here."
<Mary_jane`^> "I don't care. I came on the request of the chained god. He demands justice."
<AlcarGM> Sam Kidd:L "How ... melodramatic. I don't know any such god. I do know that Fred should have killed you. He was good enough to, after all, unless there is much more to you than I thought."
<AlcarGM> He is looking at your breats, natch.

<AlcarGM> You walk upstairs, and into the apartment. Nora looks rather relieved. "It's not midnight... you manage to get to him?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Yeah, but I had to fight a dragon.. it was pretty gorey..."
<Mary_jane`^> "By the way, I can't lie anymore."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "Oh. Well, don't call your mom anytime soon, then."

<Mary_jane`^> If you'sk me I th'k it's him, he seems sh-shady! He pos'd y'r'dad with blood m'gk! Seems t'me like he'd want s'mone dead... m'be me. But th'guard was 'fter you so I don' think it was him, could've been th'person he ment'nd th't might've killed you from before, who was he talk'n bout?"
<Mary_jane`^> "Doesn' matter much to me who he was reffr'n too i jus think he should fin' other waysof gettin' informat'n."
<Mary_jane`^> "You know it's bright in here I think I'm going outside."
<AlcarGM> (( .... what? :p ))
* Mary_jane`^ stands up and walks for the door
<AlcarGM> (( please don't use the internet language changers :) ))
<AlcarGM> Vance follows, throwing his coffee in the garbage. Nora says to have fun.
<Mary_jane`^> (( That isn't an internet language changer, that's the product of too much caffeen in the span of about 10 minutes =p ))
<AlcarGM> (( ..... ))

<AlcarGM> Vance: "... and I thought having a car try and kill me was .. bad. How many times have people tried to kill you?!"
<AlcarGM> (( Pauses the game for half