<AlcarGM> The angel strides towards you. "But you have been touched by the Pit, given sacrifices of food to it, and there is darkness in your soul..."
* Cyrus` kicks the engine back to life. "Well I can see you've got everything under control here so.." *peels out*
<AlcarGM> Wings unfurl and the angel fgoes skywartd, coming down towartds both of you, the sword burning.
<AlcarGM> Teddy: "So, he meant Darkness as in .. .you, right? Because I'm an atheist," over the engine. ".... possibly retired now."
<AlcarGM> Angel: "HOLD YOUR STEED," with divine authority behind it.
<Cyrus`> "Well I'm assmung he can sense my magic and he'd probably want to cleanse it, or you know, just kill me... either way not so good. Plus he is, in fact, chasing us." *takes some evasive driving, turning down random streets and such*
<AlcarGM> The engine shudders, choking up.
<Cyrus`> "Oh come on now, Darkfire, this is really not the time." *tries to rev it back to life*
<AlcarGM> The bike - neighs, in fear.
<AlcarGM> Nora sighs. "She didn't mention a boyfriend, did she?" hopefully
<Cyrus`> "You mean Teddy?"
<AlcarGM> Nora:" Hah! Yes. You've met him?"
<Cyrus`> "Well, yeah. He was there with us. His teacher... Lance or whatever had showed up with him at my house before the angel came, and he got upset when I told him I was living there and I guess went to talk to Gabe... and then sort of left Teddy at my house, so we talked for a bit and then I tried to take him home, and that's when the angel showed up."
<AlcarGM> Nora: "So..... can you tell me where he lives? I haven't met him yet, and she won't tell me a thing."
<Cyrus`> "Well I did finally drop him off there afterward... you won't, like, do anything that's going to get me in trouble for telling you or anything, are you?"
<AlcarGM> She shakes her head. "Nah. I just want to meet him before MJ introduced us. If only to bug her."
<Cyrus`> "Oh. Ok. He's over at <address>. He's dealing with an issue with his room mate right now, though."
<AlcarGM> NOra:" Can't be worse than mine."
<AlcarGM> She waves ahand, the smell of brimstone in your nostrils a moment, and draws several demonic symbols in the air.
<AlcarGM> A portal appears, and 3 throwing knives come through it.
<AlcarGM> She ducks at the last moment. "... on the other hand...."
<AlcarGM> The ninja sees nora, and gasps something about an angel.
<Cyrus`> "Ron?"
<AlcarGM> The ninja does not seem to be ron. A year or two younger, and concussed :P
<AlcarGM> Nora smirks. "Okay. this is getting amusing...." she picks up the ninja, wandering back to the portal to Teddy and Ron's aparrtment, poking her head through carefully.. "My god! It's full of ninjas!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Can demons from the underdark possess angels?"
<AlcarGM> Sara blinks a few times. "Fom the outer dark? Oh, eeew! Who told you about those?!"
<Mary_jane`^> "They did."
<AlcarGM> Sara: "Then angels?" in disbelief :P
<Mary_jane`^> "The demons from the outer dark told me about themselves."
<AlcarGM> Sara: "Oh, poopiesticks. that's just not good for anyone."
<Mary_jane`^> "No, it isn't. They're trying to take over hell. They've possessed a few demons, and we think one might have had contact with an angel. Are they affected too?"
<AlcarGM> Sara: "I should go work out some wards and ...." she brightens. "I bet they'd love sex!" She snaps her fingers, making a portal in the air. "This is going to be fun! Thank you for letting me know!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Wait-- We want to help."
<AlcarGM> Sara; "It's okay! Making up new sutras is best done alone!"
<Mary_jane`^> "We want toh elp get rid of it."
<AlcarGM> Sara: "before I have sex with them?!"
<AlcarGm> Teddy: "You want me to wash or dry the dishes?" after you're done.
<Cyrus`> "Eh, um. Sure, I'll wash 'em and you can dry." *hands him a dishtowel and starts washing the dishes, then after shows him where they all go and helps put them away.*
<AlcarGm> He does so quickly, memorizing your layout as you go. "I'll need tot ake a couple of hours and just memorize the place. Steps,. math, all of..." He stops,the dishtowel half way to your fridge. "It sounds like you have rats, too."
<AlcarGm> (( "Once the portal to hell's away, all the rats come out to play." - a new proverb! ))
<AlcarGm> The circle flares, and there is now an old black one-eyed tom with a missing eye in the circle, tail rather ratty and paw raised in the middle of a swipe. "Now, you can ask uncle..... mousie?"
<AlcarGm> The cat puts down his paw, then looks up at you, eye narrowing. "Tuna replaced a good mouse, magician?"
<Cyrus`> "Oh, sorry, didn't mean to interrupt. I've just been having some issues with vermin, and am in need of some assistance from someone of your expertise."
<AlcarGm> The cat considers, eating the tuna because its there, but not being bound by the summoning as a result, oddly. Possibly because no one's ever made a cat do something the cat didn't want to do.
<AlcarGm> The cat sniffs. "Imps?"
* Cyrus` nods. "A whole lot of them were invited here by a a dark force before it was banished away."
<AlcarGm> Cat; "Oh, nasty." He licks his shoulder. "What's in it for me? Imps taste awful. They *say* they're low in cholesterol, but they are imps."
<AlcarGM> Sara considers, then grins, and the stairs flare blue-white, Lancelot vanishing.
<AlcarGM> The stairs return to Normal and Sara blinks a few times, then hiccups and topples back down them to the ground."Ow."
* Mary_jane`^ catches her, since she's behind her...
<Mary_jane`^> "It's not like you to get drunk. Where's Lance?"
<AlcarGM> Sara; "Heaven of course," cheerfully.
<Mary_jane`^> "Why?"
<AlcarGM> Sara: "He was on the staircase. SOMEONE had to go."
<AlcarGM> Sara shrugs, standing. "Besides, he'll likely kill everyone who would have tried to stop me! It's perfect!"
<AlcarGM> Sara: "Except that he could die before we have sex!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Stop you from what?"
<AlcarGM> Sara: "God is a prude," as if that should be obvious.
<AlcarGM> Sara: "And the whole whore thing is, like, WAY out of proportion.He was shy, and .... well." She absently twirls her hair. "What's it called if you rape the creator of your universe?"
* Mary_jane`^ moves her to the nearest empty booth
<Mary_jane`^> "Tell me the whole story."
<AlcarGM> Sara: "I just did, silly!"
<kentari> lool
<kentari> sara as the aizen of sex
<kentari> you are a terrible person
<AlcarGM> thak you :)
<Mary_jane`^> "Why do you insist on doing everything alone?"
<AlcarGM> Sara gasps, eyes widening in shock. "I never do sex alone!"
<Mary_jane`^> "Fine, everything ELSE."
<AlcarGM> Sara: "..... there's an everything else?"
<Leafy> "Meet any exciting super-heros?"
<AlcarGM> Lily: "Actually, we have one working here, if you can believe *that*."
<Leafy> "Really? How exciting?"
* Leafy grins.
<AlcarGM> Lily: "Up until people attack the place, maybe." She shrugs. "Insurance wanted it, though, so we don't have much choice. I can't quite see how having a green fairy woman serve drinks is going ot attract, well, normal people," waving to the nearly empty shop.
<Leafy> "You don't? Hmmmm. I take it that you are Not a typical twenty-thirty-something male, then..."
* Leafy sips the orange mocha frappucino?
<AlcarGM> She blinks at that, then snorts. "You ever try getting tips out of those? Or see how they leave washrooms? But don't mind me; it's still just very ... strange. I don't even really know her yet."
* Leafy nods. "I take it she's not around at the moment, in any event..."
<AlcarGM> Lily: "Nah, she'd be out here. We can't have her making things i the back without a proper medical and the like; government regulations. HGumans have to wear hair nets... everyone else, it's some case by case thing."
<AlcarGM> (( the government health inspectors must make small fortunes, in Defenders :P ))
<AlcarGM> Benjy is sitting in the tree, head in her hands, with Karen aiming a small laser pistol at her.
<AlcarGM> Karen: "This is my warning. Get down, whatever you are. You hurt my friend."
<AlcarGM> Benjy: "I did not!"
<AlcarGM> The tree she's on .. explodes, sending shards of tree into mecha, and sending Karen diving to the ground.
<AlcarGM> Benjy plops down on the ground, surprised, smoking gently, wings pretty much gone. "I guess that was me?!"
<AlcarGM> Dennis: "Aha!" The mecha charges, legs moving at least.
<AlcarGM> Benjy: "YTou're going to run over fairies?!"
* Nascent dives over to Benjy. "Fairy twin powers activate! Form of an eagle!" *morphs into an eagle and flies off with Benjy in her talons*
<AlcarGM> Benjy: "Form of a dunce!!" and this time it's by choice, as energy is focussed...
<AlcarGM> the mecha shatters to pieces as if hit with a giant hammer.
<AlcarGM> Benjy: "ooh! My head went ligh...." and she passes out
<Thaumaturge> ((Shape of a dunce, you mean.))
<Nascent> "Pfft, you were supposed to say 'Shape.'" as she airlifts them from the scene.
<Leafy> "I know, and... I'm sorry, since I haven't been entirely forthcoming. And by 'not entirely forthcoming' I mean, not forthcoming at allllllllll.
<AlcarGM> Lily stares at you. "You're a superhero," shr shrugs. "You have secrets. It doesn't bother me."
<Leafy> "Well... I just think that if you're talking about your 'high school sweetheart' as if he's out of the room, he shouldn't secretly be in the room eavesdropping-like."
<Leafy> "... now just think a moment and parse that..."
<AlcarGM> Lily: "You're george?!"
<AlcarGM> j/k
<AlcarGM> Lily blinks, staring at you. "What atre you trying to say?" not wanting to know...
<Leafy> "Orange mocha frappucino."
<AlcarGM> Lily: "..... you went through all this to tell me you want another drink?!"
<AlcarGM> Supper is quite good. A little dry, but defintely better than storebought crap. The cat spends the time muttering about changing meals sometimes and see how YOU like cat food
<AlcarGM> Tedy: "Sorry; it's just been a really odd week."
<Cyrus`> "Oh, I agree. I'm just saying, it probably won't be this nuts all the time."
<AlcarGM> Teddy just nods, hoping your right.
<AlcarGM> You finish supper, and there is indeed abag of apples in the fridge. 3 of them, quite red ones, in the veggie keeper.
<AlcarGM> When you Look at them, however they'll full of invisible worms with fangs.
<Cyrus`> "Mmm, that was really good." *remembers to actually give the cat some of the catfood, heh...* "Don't forget, Nermal, I already agreed to give you better stuff on occasion." *and then goes to check those suspicious fruits! And also the apples. And no, I don't know what that was supposed to mean.*
<AlcarGM> Definitely wicked witch stuff.,
<Fennec> (( make her a pie! ))
<Cyrus`> "Ah, so you want to try sparring?"
<AlcarGM> He nods. "If you do that sort of thing?"
<Cyrus`> "Sure, could be fun. Would be a nice change to be in a fight that isn't life or death."
<AlcarGM> Nermal: "If you're not a cat, you are a mouse," looking up from dinner
<Nonny> black. cat has a god complex, i swear.
<Sammi> They all do.
<alcar> Nope.
<alcar> God has a cat complex.
* alcar thought everyone knew that
<Cyrus`> "Mean or not though, he apparently gets results. I mean, you can take on a swarm of ninjas and come out mostly unscathed."
<AlcarGM> Teddy: "Yeah, but they weren't that good. Or prepared. You'd think a ninja would be smarty enough to ignore appearances?"
<AlcarGM> Nermal: "humans....." the cat cleans his tail disparagingly.
* Cyrus` shrugs. "Eh, you'd think. I have heard theories though, that the skill of a ninja is inversely proportional to the number of ninjas present. Groups of them always seem to fight more poorly than lone individuals."
<AlcarGM> (( lol! ))
<AlcarGM> Teddy: ".... really? That's just odd..."
<AlcarGM> There are 3 raps on the door to your house....
<Cyrus`> "I'm no expert on the subject, mind." *moves to get a drink from the fridge, but stops at the knocks and goes to the door.*
<AlcarGM> A girl in a red dress, with hood, is standing outside, looking a little nervous.
* Cyrus` looks for a basket.
<Cyrus`> (( as in, if she has one with her. :P ))
<AlcarGM> She has ..... a small detonator in her hand instead of a basket and bares too sharp teeth, eyes gleaming yellow. "I'm wired with c-4, bastard, so back off."
<AlcarGM> Lance; ".... tango? I'm not familiar with that one."
<Mary_jane`^> "I could teach you?"
<AlcarGM> Lance: "I assume it is obscure?"
<Mary_jane`^> "It's spanish, I think."
<AlcarGM> Lance: "Offensive, or not?"
<AlcarGM> the dojo is at least empty....
<Mary_jane`^> "It's a dance... You... know how to dance, I assume?"
<AlcarGM> Lance: "I know of some used to disguise forms of combat, yes. I believe there are other bastardised uses for them," dismissively
<Mary_jane`^> "Okay..." Drawing her sword, "Tango's a lot like that, except you don't try to kill the other person... and you don't fight..."
* Mary_jane`^ attacks him
<AlcarGM> he blocks. "Ah! But if you mean as I thnk it is for getting dates, correct? The mating game is always a battle, and someone always loses unless both parties are wise."
<Mary_jane`^> why don't we ever roll when I fight Lance?
<Mary_jane`^> maybe it's because he has like 20 dice in fighting lol
<AlcarGM> Nah, he's just beyod those d6s ;P
<Mary_jane`^> lol
<AlcarGM> d20 all the way!
<Mary_jane`^> lol
* Sparkie just wants to roll frikken' dice here, people. Screw rules light. I want gurps! I want D&D! I want (to be) god, and poetry, and sin!"
* Sparkie demands the right for the rest of you to be unhappy
* Mary_jane`^ goes back to the park, pulling out her phone
<AlcarGM> in the heart of the city, it thinks it's an iphone.
<AlcarGM> Poor, deluded thing :p
<Mary_jane`^> cute
<alcar[afk]> ken - toss aline if/wheh you're about. Need to do some Defenders w/ Harold :P
<kentari> hrm.. currently really not sober
<alcar[afk]> ... and? :p
<kentari> dude
<kentari> drunk defenders...
<kentari> Is never good!
<kentari> last time someone was drunk, we declared war on the haud
<kentari> ...whoever they are.
<AlcarGM> Barney: "Isn't this a neat place?!" He twirls around. "I've already had sixteen people try and kill me!"
<Harold> "S.. sixteen?!"
<Harold> "Argh! Benjy, ... we need to go home."
<Harold> "There's something very bad here, you know."
<Harold> "Dinosaurs... have to eat broccoli. All the time."
<AlcarGM> Benjy: "Well, some of the players might not have been present, but they don't like Barney I guess!"
<AlcarGM> Benjy: "You're just making that up! Besides, it's fun here."
<Harold> "Still, though, your body's still back in Dennis' place. His girlfriend has been playing Makeover with you!"
* Harold goes for a swift secondary attack.
<AlcarGM> Barney blinks a fewe times, then flickers and turns into .... well.. something bigger with far too many tentaclres. "WHAT!?"
<AlcarGM> Then snaps back into Barney. "Oops. I think I broke another of the rule-things. How do we get back?!"
<Harold> "Yeah! Well, she's been wanting to. We need to get home before she finds the nail polish."
<alcar> Now, we just need to run a session with Harold stuck in VR Earth, and everyone can rp console characters, demanding he press A for their help.... :P
<kentari> haha
<Mary_jane`^> "I was having a conversation with a demon in the TV... He wanted me to make a portal to hell in the basement."
<AlcarGM> The stableboy is waiting outside by the stables and sweeping up desultorily as you arrive, no doubt waiting for the day he discovers he is the lost heir to a far away kingdom.
<AlcarGM> .... which would be interesting to find out when he is, say, 83 or so ;P
<AlcarGM> (( "I'm what? After years of toiling for....?!" *suffers fatal heart attack* ))
<AlcarGM> The man eyes you both, then lowers the crossbow. "Did you see our guide? He was taing us t see other things, but I wanted to find snarks and I think I lost them."
* Cyrus` shakes his head. "No, you're the first we've seen. We only just entered the wood."
<AlcarGM> Man: "This is so horrible. It's like the time I lost my family in El Dorado. Only they kept managing to find me again." He slings the crossbow away. "You do have names, right?"
<Cyrus`> "I'm Cyrus, and this here is Teddy."
<AlcarGM> "Call me Ishmael."
<Cyrus`> "...what, seriously?"
<AlcarGM> Ishmael blinks a few times. "What do you mean by that? It's my name!"
<AlcarGM> the entire street changes under the flare of energy, every building and object tunring into .... well. No need to mince words: Lemon Meringue.
<AlcarGM> The leader seems to have vanished, or perhaps was turned into the ingredients.
<AlcarGM> Nascent is, briefly, it, and then back to herself.
<AlcarGM> TShe good news: it didn't reach the coffeeshop. The bad news: well, the rest of the street :)
<Nascent> "Hubba..wha? I felt delicious there for a second!"
<Leafy> "Oh, no! I hope there weren't civilians..."
* Leafy dials Urge. :P
* Thaumaturge answers before the first ring!
<Thaumaturge> "What the HELL is going on there?!?!"
<AlcarGM> People are coming out of the homes, very, very confused ;P
* Nascent looks around for the rod, frowning. "Ut oh, I think it got meringued..."
<AlcarGM> a 60 some hippie runs down the street screaming that his flashback is hunting him down :)
<Leafy> "A minor villian associated with the Tastemaster has turned much of the area into lemon meringue."
<AlcarGM> offering Nascent buttons is like offering kender candy :p
<Leafy> Nascent is a lot like a shape-shifting kender
<Nascent> >_>
<Nascent> <_<
<Nascent> I take things slightly less often. :P
<Leafy> yeah
<Leafy> hence only 'a lot like'
<Leafy> :D
* Tyrell pushes the door open, hard.....
<GemmGM> The door catches on the latch as you open it. You hear a scream as it thuds.
* Tyrell pushes it open by hand, then, quickly :P
<GemmGM> The chain breaks as you push the door open, and you find a man, on top of a woman.
<GemmGM> Man: "What the hell are you doing?!"
<GemmGM> Woman: "I told you to put the sign on the door, asshole!"
<Tyrell> "Sorry, I'm with the Moral Majority. Wrong room. Thought you were a senator."
* Tyrell closes the door
* Cat closes her eyes.. "Corn field.. corn field..." and SEARCHES!
<GemmGM> There's a cornfield to the northwest, and southeast, and southwest...
<Fennec> (( it's like Google-searching for "the"! ))
* Cat stomps! "Grrrr! This whole PLACE is cornfields!"
* Cat angrily finishes up a pop, and sets it on the ground.. playing Spin the Bottle to idly divine where to look first!
<GemmGM> ((Is this some psionic power you have that you're using?))
<Cat> (( nah XD ))
<GemmGM> ((Sparkie you dick! :P))
* Tyrell goes to sleep, then, and dream about ... centaurs. Yes. For... no particular reason.
* Cat dreams the same dream she always does... each and every death-cry of the world's dying during her slumber...
<Tyrell> (( my dream is better! ha ha ha ha!:P ))
<Cat> (( I know :( ))
<Tyrell> (( .. but possibly more painful :p ))
<Cat> (( >:D ))
<Cat> (( Save a horse.. ride a centaur. ))
<GemmGM> (( I Don't need to be blowing iced tea out my nose. cut it out. >:P))
<Tyrell> (( hehehe ))
<GemmGM> 2d6+8 Is this horrible, or greatest horrible?
<Sparkie> Sorry, I'm on strike. Bugger off. If you really want to know, your result was 2.
<GemmGM> your random script isn't so random, huh? :P
<Sparkie> chance of that now 1 in 100
<Sparkie> it was 1 in 50
<Sparkie> and we got it twice that quickly :P
* Sparkie doesn't DO random.
* Sparkie only does fun!
* GemmGM gives Sparkie a hug.
<GemmGM> You are MADE of Fun(tm).
* GeminiRai has a strange urge to design a sparkie vibrator
<Harold> Tp to Dino: "Benjy?"
<AlcarGM> TP back: "I don't know any Benjy's. *I* am an dinosaur!"
<Harold> In benjy's voice? :P
<AlcarGM> yep :P
<Harold> christ :P
<Harold> Everything Benjy does shall be visitted upon you by Cat, so help me Gods ;p
<AlcarGM> lol!
<kentari> :P Done with Sara herself. Making the ship now.
<kentari> FYI, we have 30-some half-decent crew memebrs. Lovingly referred to as Captain Saritta's "Harem" :P
<Unknown_GM_> wow
<Unknown_GM_> lol
<kentari> companion is ghetto cheap
* Ililiiqi is kind of glad this pc is neuter now :p
<kentari> anyway, they're mostly meant as fuel for some of Saritta's abilities. ;p
<Fennec> see, this is why I don't hang out on this ship :P
<Ililiiqi> I guess this proves that even cyborg fairies can be sticks in the mud...
* Ililiiqi shakes his head tragically.
<Ililiiqi> "You seemed to want it to have bubbles but it didn't have enough Is it better now?"
<Saritta> "The hot water has no bubbles anymore, its all gasseous! And the cold water doesn't come through the pipes .. did you make it ice?"
<Ililiiqi> "Bit if it goes ice, it could rupture t he piples, so I stopped that. It was a major design flaw."
<Saritta> "Hmmm .. well, as good as that is, the key feature of the pipes is what water comes out. Liquid water! So, even though it could get hotter or colder.. its got to still be liquid water, you know?"
<Saritta> "Could you .. re-optimize it, like that? :D"
<Ililiiqi> "oh."
* Ililiiqi scratches head. "Okay!"
* Ililiiqi floats back down to do that, instead.
<Unknown_GM_> The hot and cold waters get changed to their original settings, since they were optimal as they were for what Saritta describes they should be. They will take a while to get to their original tempratures however, so the showers need to be put offline for the time being.
* Saritta quickly institutes a No Sweating Policy -- no one can work hard enough to sweat or get smelly until the showers are back online.
<Unknown_GM_> you sniff in some strange gas that isn't lavender, feel light headed and start to walk to your room, next thing you know you wake up in a cloning tank
<Unknown_GM_> 27's gunna be pissed
<Unknown_GM_> You land gently on the planet, thanks to Jimmy's elite piloting skills, and no thanks to the captain's. She was busy adjusting her swimsuit.
<Unknown_GM_> there is a sign next to a display of cameras: "The new XFILTRA1005A built with you in mind! The most powerful AI EVER helps you set up your shots just right! It focuses and can adjust colors. It even helps you loose weight, on film or in real life! Diet plan included."
<Ililiiqi> lol!
* Ililiiqi eyes it with the closest thing possible for it to lust and reaches pokes its head in to see how well the camera was made :p
<Ililiiqi> actually, Sara as The Computer would be a demented Paranoia game
* Ililiiqi suspect no one would play :p
<kentari> Its called System Shock
<kentari> :P
<Ililiiqi> The Computer: Putting the Tough back into Tough Love
<Ililiiqi> The Computer: Do you have what it takes to be more than just friends with Your Friend?
<Unknown_GM_> ...
<Unknown_GM_> that's a porno waiting to happen
<kentari> Yes. :P
<kentari> reincarnating crew memebrs is so cool, btw
<kentari> it completely reshapes the genre ;p
<Unknown_GM_> 13: "I may not know what prime numbers or perfect squares are, but I'm a really good gunner and I make a great quiche. You didn't ask if we knew math in our interview, all you wanted were pretty people who didn't mind cloning and could stay up late hours."
<Saritta> "Hey! That's why I like you!"
* Saritta smiles :D
<Saritta> "We'll review your prime numbers and stuff a little, maybe. Ooh! I could dress up like a teacher!"
<Saritta> "Hrm. You have a point. Her breathing is kinda shallow.. maybe she just needs to breath better?"
* Saritta leeeeans in a little and performs mouth-to-mouth, wiggling a little as she fights the temptation for tongue action. We're dealing with something serious!
<Unknown_GM_> you push breath into her, but she doesn't respond much.
<Saritta> "Hrm... no luck. You try it!"
* Saritta points authoritatively at 13.
<Unknown_GM_> 13 looks at the beautiful and dieing 16, and swallows hard, putting his lips on hers. The scene seems to go in slow motion, and looks really very romantic, until he blows really hard into her mouth.
<Saritta> "Not that hard! You're gonna break something, like that!"
<Unknown_GM_> 13: "I never took CPR!"
<Saritta> "Oh .. well, just make out with her, then, until I figure out what to do!"
* Ililiiqi wanders off to quarters, and puts it on a table, gets in front and waves at it :)
<Unknown_GM_> you put it on the table and get in front of it, and wave.
<Ililiiqi> "Hi?" to it
<Unknown_GM_> Camera: "Oh, an Omalu, a rare species to see on camera." It takes a few photos. "They're like bigfoot."
<Ililiiqi> "UHm..... uhm...." *looks around for any writing tablet, solidifies hands and writes on it. "I'm the one who fixed you. You just can't here me," in a very childish scrawl, and holds it up to the camera
<Unknown_GM_> Camera: "You spelled hear wrong."
* Ililiiqi stares at the board, then erases, writes some more. "We ned[crossed out] need to be .. talk?"
<Unknown_GM_> Camera: "I'm the most powerful AI, ever, and even I don't understand what you just wrote."
<Saritta> (( Best AI ever. :P ))
<Ililiiqi> "YOU'RE STUPID!" *glares at it and sniffs*. then writes "You. Me. Talk? HOW?"
<Ililiiqi> you've seen Red Dwarf, I trust? :P
<kentari> yes ;p
<Ililiiqi> They were planning an ep once where thr toaster took over the entire ship :p
<kentari> lol!
<Ililiiqi> if the camera does, we will have done red dwarf proud :)
<alcar> Before I forget
<Chaos`^> hmm?
<alcar> if we get AP in the space game, remind me to spend it on Weapon attack -Drain (soul, 3) for the camera :)
<Chaos`^> lol
<alcar> it makes such perfect sense!
* Cat approaches the girl! And rests a hand on her head, "With your permission, I'd like to take a reading, Mr. Quail?"
* Cat .. gets a cell phone out of her pocket. Yes! :P
* Cat opens it up and a little letter Psi pops up on the screen with some random "scanner" crap .. thank the lord for mundane Projection abilities ;p
<GemmGM> Robert nods, "If you don't mind I'm going to go check in with my wife."
<Tyrell> The psiPOD
<GemmGM> Robert: "Oh, don't worry about your tricks. I lured you here just as planned! BWAHAHAH!"
<GemmGM> j/k ;P
* Cat passes the phone over her, blah blah blah, but REALLY initiates some telepathic bonds :3
<Cat> Yes.
<Cat> Psipod. :D
<Alcargm> mind check, -2 :p
<Tarah`^> aha
<Tarah`^> I anticipated this!
<Alcargm> dice? :p
<Tarah`^> 2d6+8
<Sparkie> Tarah`^ 2d6+8: 17(9)
* Tarah`^ knows you too well! I always put a mind shield on my characters!
<Alcargm> (( no mind shield :P ))
<Alcargm> (( regular mind check. ))
<Tarah`^> damnit
<Tarah`^> I didn't anticipate this
<Tarah`^> 2d6+3
<Sparkie> Tarah`^ 2d6+3: 6(3)
<Tarah`^> can't I just keep my first roll?
<Stacey> So! Who is with me in a quest to find out the pleasure centres of slimes?
<Terri> there is an entire fetish dealing with slime girls
<Stacey> ... really?
<kentari> Yes...
<kentari> There is...
<kentari> :3
<Stacey> "Hello? It's perfectly good money. Turn it back to normal, fall it a finders fee."
<Jacky> "Ummm, we're at this bank, where some bad shit went down. I suppose some emergency services would be necessary to get things in order now."
* Jacky turns to those arguing over the money. "It'll turn back into regular money in a few minutes."
<kentari> "Sure thing! I'll send ya the police! Do you need an ambulance? I can even send a helicopter, if its real bad!"
<Terri> (( Yes! What's his name got SHOT! ))
* Stacey is pocketing ze money now :p
<kentari> "Oh, hold on.. looks like we already have an ambulance on the way."
<Jacky> "I dunno. Whatever you normally send out to these types of situations. God, you suck at your job."
<Terri> (( You're a bad hero! ))
<kentari> "What? Oh, you don't sound like you're hurting for help, but fine! Have a nice day!"
<kentari> You hear sirens moments later.
<Terri> (( You're both bad heros!)
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<Sparkie> AlcarGM 2d6+14: 24(10)
<Arbiter> what was the blimps name?
<Arbiter> Eri?
<Arbiter> erui?
<AlcarGM> Eir
<AlcarGM> <Chris`^> "Everyone, you're standing inside Eir. Treat her with the utmost respect."
<AlcarGM> <Chris`^> "It stands for help, and mercy."
<kentari> lol
<kentari> Chaos made this thing?
<kentari> WHY ARE WE GOING INSIDE IT?
<Arbiter> oh no, I was just using Chaos' tags.
<kentari> oh. ;p
<Arbiter> since "Chris" is already taken.
<AlcarGM> Benjy: "And he was ....." he looks up. "You were torturing someone!" scandalized :P
* Thaumaturge loooks to Arby, like the way a housewife would when the husband owes an explanation :P
<Arbiter> "Oh god, someone hasn't erased that part of his mind yet?" j/k ;P
<AlcarGM> Dennis is currently downing tums with water, and making what looks like a taser out of a toaster, eyeing Benjy
<Arbiter> "Benjy, we're home now. And there's nothing to worry about."
<AlcarGM> Benjy: "Yes there is! You were being mean!"
<AlcarGM> Dennis stops making the taser and just stares at Benjy in disbelief.
<Arbiter> "Benjy... I was in the military for 4 years. I've done plenty of bad things in the past. I'm still haunted by them, and sometimes I do... bad things... but I have friends who help me overcome these things."
<AlcarGM> benjy: ".... Oh." he looks considerably surprised. "Really? I thought Dennis was joking when said lobotomy."
<Thaumaturge> "And you -- if you don't start talking -- are a villain."
* Thaumaturge waggles a finger at Suit :P
<Thaumaturge> "There's a reason we're called Heroes, you know."
* Thaumaturge looks around, and his face darkens.
<Thaumaturge> "Its because Saints would be a misnomer."
<Thaumaturge> "Mind Crush him, Benjy!"
<Thaumaturge> ((j/k :D))
<Chaos`GM^> Norman: "It's not like we can do much... Maybe we can try and get hired onto the case as a third party? Like those psychics do?"
* Darrick looks at him. "You're psychic, then?"
<Chaos`GM^> Norman: "Uhm... no.. But like that tv show, we can pretend to be psychic, but we're just really good detectives. You're really good, I mean you found the diary in what? Two hours?"
<Darrick> "I got lucky. It happens, and to me more than some others, but it's nothing to rely on. Besides, if we snowed the police department, they'd be very unhappy with us. And msot of them don't trust 'psychics' for obvious reasons, since the vast majority are frauds. If word gets out they're resorting to psychics it tends to reflect badly on the department."
* Darrick finishes eating. "We'll try city hall about that house and figure out what case involves the diary. If we cna figure out what that is, we could at least help somewhat or find something to exchange for it."
<Chaos`GM^> Norman shrugs "So... to the city hall then?"
<Darrick> 4d6 - finding used copy of the necronomicon!
<Sparkie> Darrick 4d6: 19 - finding used copy of the necronomicon!
<Chaos`GM^> err what?
<Darrick> ... yay! not a library edition!
<Chaos`GM^> seriously?
<Darrick> gods, no :P
<Darrick> Darrick != insane :)
<Chaos`^> Ken wake up!
<kentari> huh what? :P
<kentari> I just put some water on the boil
<Chaos`^> well
<Chaos`^> run that one game with the magic girls
<Chaos`^> please
<kentari> That one game.. :P
<kentari> omfg
<kentari> OMG OMG
<kentari> He said please! QUOTE IT!
<Arbiter> "You think you can just take Justice into your own hands? You think Justice can only be given to one country on an entire planet? You want to let Justice down?"
* Arbiter starts to go off while walking him down some halls.
<AlcarGM> Suit: "You - you fool! I serve necessity, a higher god thanyour pathetic... PUT ME DOWN!"
* Thaumaturge notices something, off-camera, and nearly falls out of the panel.
<Arbiter> "I serve Justice. No government. No state issued liscening. Justice did not hand me a diploma and give me a smack on the butt as I walked out onto the street."
<kentari> sweet
<kentari> we both survived the superkill technique, gemm ;
<kentari> ;p
* Sparkie is not happy!
<Arbiter> heh
* Arbiter can survive anything. C'mon now.
<Arbiter> And I'm not all that worried about you. :P
* Arbiter kids. ;p
<kentari> Can you survive being outted to your girlfriend? :P
<Arbiter> physically, sure. :D
<kentari> :X
<Arbiter> She already shot me! :D
<Tara`^> "Where did you learn... How to do that?"
<AlcarGM> He walks to the home, then shrugs. "Father. He could do stuff with his feet too: once broke a brick wall without even trying. I'm not that good."
<Tara`^> "Oh..." Following him "Could you teach me?"
<AlcarGM> He looks surprised at that, then shrugs. "I could *try*, but dad said it was only passed down through the blood. He's call it a bloodline limit, I think it was, and laugh oddly. Always did like making jokes that never fit this world."
<Tara`^> (( =p ))
<AlcarGM> (( had to :p ))
<Kai`^> "He gave me the coroner's report. I assume you took pictures? Collected SOME evidence?"
<Kai`^> (( Odd that the chief works the night shift... that's usually an 8-5 desk job... ))
<AlcarGM> He frowns, asbently sticking a figure in one ear and wiggling it about. "Nope."
<Kai`^> "Nothing? They do teach you how to handle a crime scene around here right? It's very standard. And very important. And very legal."
<AlcarGM> "Didn't see the point, what with nothing there and all."
<Kai`^> "There is always something."
* Kai`^ sighs, and shakes his head
<AlcarGM> The lieutenant shrugs. "Forensics sniffed the place over, found nothing."
<Kai`^> "Alright, I expect your full cooperation in the future on the matter, however."
<AlcarGM> He brightens at that. "Sam Adams Utopias."
<Kai`^> "Excuse me?"
<AlcarGM> "What's the matter, they don't teach you harvard types decent bribes anymore? Find me those, buddy, and you'll get so much cooperation you'll have to remove me from yer ass."
<AlcarGM> the crime scene remains as empty as a prostitute's promises when you arrive back at it, except someone has added even more grafiti, this time a pentagram in purple chalk.
* Kai`^ notes "Grafiti common on crime scene. no uniforms watching. Evidence possibly tampered, will not hold up in court, but may be my only lead."
<AlcarGM> You push it open, and spot an older woman currently eptying your luggage out onto the one twin bed, muttering to herself.
<AlcarGM> (( http://www.leslyebloom.com/images/PshpTenn/Old_Woman_WEB.sized.jpg ))
<Kai`^> holy shit she's scary!
<AlcarGM> Skipper is.... no where to be seen.
* Kai`^ looks inside the bathroom quickly, then points the gun at the woman.
<Kai`^> "Hold it."
<AlcarGM> You see no Skipper, not even a gilligan. The old woman turns around, surprisingly spry for an old bat, and glares at you from ice-blue eyes marred by cataracts. "Where is ..... wait, who the bloody h-e-double-hockey-sticks are you, young man?!"
<Kai`^> "Special agent Sharpe, FBI. Get down on the ground and spread your arms and legs. Keep them where I can see them."
<AlcarGM> ""I am doing no sucgh thing! At my age, you think I could even GET Down to the floor, let alone get back up? Didn't they teach you younglings any respect these days?!" She wags a finger at you. "And the gms phone just rang!"
<Kai`^> "I don't care how old you are, you are young enough to break and enter into a special agents hotel room, then you're young enough to get down on the FUCKING GROUND!"
<AlcarGM> "Go away! I - I'll kill you if you don't," voice higher than before, cracking.
<Kai`^> "Ok, you need to calm down. I'm trying to help you."
<AlcarGM> "You can't!" The coat.. begins smoking, oddly. Perhaps he's lighting a joint?
* Kai`^ rips the coat away "Drugs won't help you, you need to just calm down!"
* Kai`^ calls 911 with his other hand
* Kai`^ suspects crack or meth =p
<AlcarGM> Younrip the coat away, and stare down... the kid... is now skin and bones, as if he's ancient, and his skin begins to blister and smoke under the sunlight as he lets out a pitiful scream.
<AlcarGM> "911," a woman's voice says over your phone. "How can I help you?"
<Kai`^> "Oh my god! You've caught yourself on fire!"
* Kai`^ tries to pat out the fire with the jacket
<AlcarGM> 911 woman: "Harold, I told you not to call this line! What happens in vegas STAYS in vegas."
<AlcarGM> and 911 hangs up on you.
<Kai`^> "Ok, helps on the way, you're ok..." Putting the hand under the jacket too
<AlcarGM> NO response now except weak whimpering. Smoke comes from under your coat, and more smell of burning flesh with it.
<Kai`^> "Damnit, are you still on fire?" Looking around for a fire extinguisher or a fire hose or some source of water
<AlcarGM> You spot a garden hose behind a trash bin, complete with sprayer, hooked up to an outlet..
* Kai`^ takes what he can get and grabs it, spraying the jacket down
<AlcarGM> the smoke gets thicker, and the whimpering is now weak gurgling, replaced by : "Kill me," in an elderly voice
<AlcarGM> the water sprays, and your jacket goes off the body... along with skin, and muscles....
<AlcarGM> you now have... huma bones, charring under sunlight, and moving.... as if trying to reach the door.
<kentari> oh god
<kentari> what the hell IS that :P
<AlcarGM> a vampire :P
<kentari> wow
<kentari> you're gonna give me nightmares :P
* Kai`^ checks the fridge =p
<AlcarGM> there are 3 bottles of red wine in the small fridge, nothign else. It's also working, but isn't actually plugged in.
* Kai`^ shuts it and looks at the boy
<AlcarGM> The kid stares at you, scared, then says: "Wallace," in a small voice.
<Kai`^> "Care to explain what just happened... Wallace?"
<AlcarGM> He just stares at you in silence for a few moments, then just shakes his head
<Kai`^> "We both didn't just have the same hallucination did we?"
<AlcarGM> he licks his lips nervously, then looks up at you. "You didn't see anything," holding your gaze with his, wrapping his arms around himself tightly. "You saw nothing!"
<AlcarGM> Nothing happens, however.
<Kai`^> "Care to tell me about Jessica?"
<AlcarGM> he blinks, looking confused. "What ARE you?!" shivering.
<Kai`^> "FBI."
<AlcarGM> Wallace shrugs, walks over and turns into mist, flowing trough the cracks.
<Kai`^> "Holy crap!"
* Kai`^ jumps back
<AlcarGM> A few seconds later you here: "Awww, no!" from the other side.
<Kai`^> "What was that?" In a whisper
<AlcarGM> Wallace: "Stupid, stupid girl!"
* Kai`^ knocks on the door
<AlcarGM> There is a sigh, and he opens it.
<AlcarGM> The interior is lit by candles, and there is a large red pentagram on the floor.
<Kai`^> "Are you a vampire?" Still whispering
<AlcarGM> Wallace: "You didn't ...... uh, yes."
<Kai`^> "eeh!" Backing away from Wallace "You could tell people these things before they drive you around!"
<Kai`^> "So...So what's that?"
<AlcarGM> Wallace sighs. "It's not like I'd drink your blood," making a face. "Human blood has allthese diseases and chemicals in it now, it's like drinking raw sewage."
<Kai`^> "Great so... Nothing else I gather... Let's just go to bed..."
<AlcarGM> Wallace just nods, heading to the couch and sitting on it to meditate
* Kai`^ grabs the syrup from the cupboard and sorounds himself with it before laying down
<AlcarGM> lol
<Kai`^> (( Who knew vampires could be vegetarians! ))
<kentari> (( foreplay? ))
<Kai`^> "Why are you bothering me?"
* Kai`^ kicks her in the ribs =p
<AlcarGM> She grunts slightly, but doesn't move, squeezing your throat and catching your right hand with her left, baring your wrist. "We need power to win, little human," her voice dropping a few octaves
<Kai`^> "There's a power plant a few miles from here, I'm sure they'd be happy to run lines to your house."
* Kai`^ kicks her again
<AlcarGM> She frowns, then shakes you like one would a dog. "The more you struggle, the better the blood is," with a grandmotherly smile.
<Kai`^> "I'm just doing it because I don't get to kick old women where I come from. Always wonder what it felt like."
* Kai`^ grins, and kicks her again
<AlcarGM> She stops smiling at that.
* Kai`^ calls the emergency pope hotline!
<AlcarGM> There, alas, is not one! :(
* Kai`^ wonders if ther ereally is an emergency pope hotline...
<AlcarGM> (( possibly, for the exorcists! ))
<ken> there is
<ken> its called PRAYER :P
<alcar> hehehe ken ..... nah, that goes higher :po
<alcar> the pope is just a figurehead, after all.
<ken> ah
<ken> true
<ken> :P
<alcar> If he had real power, more people would get smote by lightning.
<Fennec> the Pope's supposed to shephard the lord's flock, not to machine-gun down any passerbys making rude remarks about his estate
* Kai`^ runs in and buys some real maple syrup
<AlcarGM> Okay, you hop out, goes inside.
<AlcarGM> Getting anything else?
<Kai`^> OH!
<Kai`^> Yeah
* Kai`^ grabs some entertainment magazines, and some tabloids
<AlcarGM> The girl on cash rings it through without a word, figuring it's for the wife or something.
<Kai`^> Yeah, that all looks like something a pregnant woman on bed rest would ask for...
<AlcarGM> (( along with candy .... ))
<AlcarGM> Now all you need to do is come back the next day for a wire hanger and torch, and just smile nervously at the girl....
<AlcarGM> anyway!
<AlcarGM> Wallace: "how does geting PETA fanatics murdered make sense?" curiously
<Kai`^> "It doesn't. But that's not my goal. I'm trying to give Hedgeville the publicity it doesn't want."
<AlcarGM> The vampires just shakes his head. "They won't be happy."
<Kai`^> "I wasn't happy when they tried to kill me. Twice."
<AlcarGM> Wallace: "Yeah, but pushing people up against walls is *bad*."
<Kai`^> "They pissed me off."
<AlcarGM> He stares at you, then shrugs. "Fine. If you've got stones to throw, thow them. But as bad as the city is, if we had a real war it would get much worse."
<Kai`^> "This is nothing more than something to distract them and give me room to work."
<Kai`^> "HOLY CRAP! MY DOG GOT TURNED INTO A POODLE!"
<AlcarGM> The kid at reception answers. "Trail Vet. Office is closed for the evening, so you're lucky I answered the phone. Speak."
<Kai`^> "What did you do to my dog!?"
<AlcarGM> A pause, then: "This is the vet's office. Neutering animals is NORMAL."
<AlcarGM> Receptionist Kid, Hereafter known as Jim: "If you *really* are disturbed, Mr. Morris, you can go by fake dog testicles. Got it?"
<Kai`^> "He turned into a poodle!"
<Kai`^> "I'm not Mr. Morris! I'm the guy with the unconscious dog."
<AlcarGM> Jim: "Oh. The one that ..... look, dogs don't turn INTO poddles. Lay off the hooch, maybe?"
<Kai`^> "He's a poodle! And a mean looking one at that."
<AlcarGM> Jim: "You didn't bring in a poodle," in a slow talking-to-stupid-people-and-presidents-of-large-countries voice. "Therefore, you don't *have* a poodle. Aren't you glad we clearned this up? Oh, look at the time. Got to go!"
<AlcarGM> he hangs up on you.
<AlcarGM> Jim: "I have no idea what you're going on about," lying quickly. "Please leave, before I call the police."
<Kai`^> "I think you know. I'm a cop. I can tell when someone's lying."
<AlcarGM> Jim: "Not City," softly.
<AlcarGM> He moves, leaping at you with inhuman speed.
<Kai`^> "I'm with the FBI."
<Kai`^> "Whoa!"
* Kai`^ hops out of the way
<AlcarGM> you leap, barely, and Skipper slams into him, only to be tossed aside with ease.
<Kai`^> "What are you doing?"
<AlcarGM> Wallace just walks over, grinning, showing fangs. "He's being stupid..."
<AlcarGM> Jim: "I'm not ending up in area 51!"
<AlcarGM> real reason all FBI agents hate the X Files :P
<alcar> mad scientist rational motivation #43: "I just wanted someone to read my thesis and like it."
<alcar> "It's the only reason I got into cloning. You have to believe me!" "And the death ray?" ".... critics are a plague. They must be eradicated!"
<sparkie> After all, happiness is mandatory.
<gemm> yes yes, the cake is a lie.
<gemm> =P
<sparkie> The cake is mandatory rations, citizen!
<gemm> oh dear
<sparkie> All Troubleshooters will be given free cake upon successful completition of missions with no clones lost for any reason among the crew!
<alcar> the cake is not a lie; no one ever gets it though :p
<gemm> lol
<gemm> that'd be a great mission goal
* alcar nods. Have no one die.
<alcar> And then get nailed with treason for failure to allow the cloning staff to serve The Computer properly.
<robert13779> They wandered onto an elven path.
<robert13779> and, that might be one of my Forester elven roads that leads into different worlds.
<robert13779> Which would significantly jack with their quest.
<Kayara-14163> hmm
<robert13779> so they'd actually have a reason NOT to just ramble on but to try to find their way back!
<Kayara-14163> make it go to a dead end depressing place then!
<alcar-39004> Chapter title: "Cubicles. Everywhere."
<alcar-39004> :p
<Kayara-14163> hehehe
<alcar-39004> I get this fun ideas of D&D monsters as accountants, trying to balance the dungeon budget when avengers are always pillaging from them and spending hordes of money to debase the value of gold in their economic ignorance :)
<AlcarGM> you dodge and run, making the door as she throws the knife at you.
* Cleve`^ jumps through the doorway, or opens it quickly and runs out if it's not
<AlcarGM> You run out, and there are stares, and a rather surprised man in a shop selling various books and academia supplies who gives you a puzzle look when you run out the door.
<AlcarGM> Where to?
<Cleve`^> the fuck away?
* Cleve`^ sprints as quickly as he can away from the crazy bitch
<AlcarGM> You make it half way down the street before someone sucker punches you, hard, right in the kidneys.
<Cleve`^> "Nnngah!"
* Cleve`^ falls face forward
<AlcarGM> The pain intensifies, feeling as if smeone is scrapin a blackboard on the insides of your eyes
<Cleve`^> "You made me feel the pain!"
<AlcarGM> "I'll do more than that," and she swings, impossibly fast, her fist colliding with your face. You feel bones snap and go airborne, landing a good 100 feet away on the ground.
<AlcarGM> On the plus side, there si no pain below your neck.
<AlcarGM> That is, also, the downside.
<Cleve`^> "I... I can't feel my legs..."
<Cleve`^> "Wait..."
* Cleve`^ gets up
<Cleve`^> "I'm fine now..."
<Cleve`^> "What'd you do?"
<AlcarGM> She stares at you. "This?" and swings again :P
<AlcarGM> 5d6
<sparkie> AlcarGM 5d6: 19
<Cleve`^> 5d6 god I hate her
<sparkie> Cleve`^ 5d6: 21 god I hate her
<Arbiter> "..... Cory?"
<AlcarGM> Cory: "... let me guess, you're going to be late?"
<AlcarGM> Cory: "You're not having an affair, are you?" She .. sounds like she's joking :P
* Arbiter chuckles a bit into the phone.
<Arbiter> "Cory... it's just... I'm... I'm Arbiter... and I'm heading off onto another mission that I feel might not end in the best of circumstances..."
<AlcarGM> (( "You can admit it if you are. There's this great therapist, Dr. Doom, on TV...." ))
<AlcarGM> Cory: stares at you..... "Mask," flatly.
* Arbiter takes it off, revealing who he really is.
<Arbiter> "You won't tell, will you?"
* Arbiter grins.
<AlcarGM> She stares at you, looking shocked. "You .. think I would.... you didn't even trust me?" She steps back. "What kind of safety is there in lying to someone, chris? I don't even know you anymore!"
<Arbiter> "Do you KNOW what kind of evil threats <I> face? I don't want you hanging off the threads I balance on!"
<AlcarGM> (( nice :) ))
* Arbiter walks up closely to her. Holding out his hand to her.
<Arbiter> "I'm sorry... but I... I love you Cory. And I didn't, and never, want to lose you."
<AlcarGM> Cory: "That's not the point! You don't protect people by lying to them, damn you!" She looks about to cry, and holds it back with an effort.
* Arbiter grabs her and hugs her, saying nothing but "I'm sorry..."
<AlcarGM> She almost pulls back, then returns it. "You are going to explain things when you get back," very carefully. "And you are going to survive, and come back. And I am going to curse you, and throw things, and you better pretend it hurt. You got that?"
* Arbiter smiles, grandly, proudly, and as happily as he can, then kisses her romatically, verily!
<AlcarGM> she returns it, then shoves you in the chest. "Give them justice, okay? And if you don't come back alive, I'll never let you forget it!"
<Chaos`^> and we don't need two soldier types, and we don't need two magician types
<Chaos`^> the only real healing class is the oracle
<tatterdemalion> it's besm. Two of any type are good, since no one makes the same kind of character :)
<kentari> I doubt you'd make what I've made, Chaos.
<tatterdemalion> this ain't D&D, after all. There's no classes :P and dynamic powers isn't the same as magic, in any event.
<Chaos`^> yeah but you get specific skills when you go with an archetype
<Chaos`^> you know
<Chaos`^> BONUS!
<Chaos`^> plus i'm good at playing crazy characters
<Chaos`^> since well... I am
<kentari> suitable for quotes, that is
* Sparkie points out divine intervention is forbidden.
<Sparkie> Even if it means more dice are rolled, they're the wrong kind of dice.
<kentari> :P
* Chaos`^ pumps divine intervention
* Sparkie murders.
* Sparkie believes in Tough Love.
<AlcarGM> "What do you want then?" Maeve says.
<Cleve`^> "Real magic. Fireballs and wind and... Flying and... And... dragons! And making my brooms clean up after me!"
<AlcarGM> Maeve: "That's why people hire servants," as if you were slow.
<AlcarGM> :p
<Cleve`^> "But... magic is... better. neater... Cheaper... and fireballs and wind and flying and dragons!"
<AlcarGM> Maeve: "Everyone knows there's no such things as dragons. Professor Higgins, at Polytechnic over in Mrak'ten, proved they were just giant lizards who died out."
<AlcarGM> Maeve: "The - appearing here thing. That. I felt it inside my head like a ... a ..... like trying to hold a library." She shudders. "I don't know how often anyone can do that and survive."
<Cleve`^> "Oh... It's only one word though... Do you know any more?"
<AlcarGM> The first book has written on it Malleus Maleficarum. aka Hammer of Wizardry. A very old text on how to find and kill wizards. The second one is an alchemists herbal, mostly an attempt to find the philosopher's stone.
* Cleve`^ checks out the one on how to find wizards
<AlcarGM> Maeve: "I don't think anyone can hold more than one...."she eyes the book in the dresser without opening it and wraps her arms around herself. "I don't want this!"
<Cleve`^> "You're the one who did this to us..."
<AlcarGM> Maeve:" I just wanted a demon!"
<Cleve`^> "Don't you think it's a little late to be changing your mind?"
<Cleve`^> "A demon would have been better?"
<AlcarGM> Maeve: "It wouldn't have been you!"
<AlcarGM> Book: "You were bound by old names, demon." It's quieter now, as if tired. "You should be in agony."
<Cleve`^> "I'm not a demon. I told you that. She thought I was a demon as well. WHy does everyone think I'm a demon?"
<AlcarGM> Maeve: "Right. Give me that damn book; I'm breaking its spine now.:"'
<Cleve`^> "No, don't!"
<Cleve`^> "You tried to kill me too."
<AlcarGM> Maeve: "yes, but that was *me*."
<Chaos`^> alcar promised no psychic stuff
<Chaos`^> and i seriously doubt the pcs will fight eachother that much
<Chaos`^> this isn't paranoia
<Sparkie> The Computer would like it made known that all statements made by the high programmer alcar-u-suk don't apply to me.
* Sparkie thinks all games are Paranoia.
<Sparkie> some people have drugs, but I have this one crazy dream of Paranoia, forever.
<Harold`^> "Benjy gave me an idea a moment ago. We could try waking up the Earth before the Worldsmith does."
* Harold`^ looks at Tumbler to gauge her reaction
* Arbiter turns to Urge looking a bit worried. "I'm not going to have to punch Her, am I?"
<AlcarGM> Tumbler: "I've been trying to convince him not to, if only because most worlds seem to go insane when woken up before they want to be. But it could be our only option, if we can pull it off right."
<AlcarGM> Dennis just... stares at Arbiter
* Harold`^ blinks at Arbiter.
* Harold`^ looks at Arbiter a moment more
<Harold`^> "Who said Earth's a chick?"
<Harold`^> "I mean, that would explain the going insane when its woken up early bit, but.."
<AlcarGM> Cory attacks Harold with her heretofore unknown power of Third-Wave Feminism!
<AlcarGM> j/k
<Arbiter> "I don't know."
* Harold`^ mumbles something about idle hands and devil's workshops.
<Sparkie> Arbiter 2d6+21: 23(2) Justice Blocks Punch!
<Arbiter> ((Fuck off Sparkie...))
<kentari> what kinda attributes you got?
* Sparkie has dice. AND fire.
* Sparkie is also very pretty.
<Chaos`^> uhm
<Chaos`^> precog, postcog... healing, regen... i think that's all
<alcar> in other words: combat shield!
<alcar> throw at enemy to slow, attakc and kill. Get healed. Repeat...
<alcar> try and justify the honour in *that* ....:)
<kentari> hrm
<kentari> interesting.
<kentari> Would you be willing to be tied to my character's arm? :P
<Chaos`^> excuse me?
<Chaos`^> could you explain that?
<alcar> ... what's to explain?
<Sadie`^> "oh, yes, I see... SO what can you do?"
<AlcarGM> Moshoe: "Tricks of the eye, making things float, reading mins since the GM lulled you into not getting mind shield. You know, all of that."
<AlcarGM> j/k
<AlcarGM> Wood explodes to the left as the stable for the Drunken Pony shatters apart with a sound akin to thunder with sound.
<Green> "My name is Green Giroux. We're going to... damnit..." Green stops on his dime and turns towards the stable.
<Sadie`^> "Look up."
* Sadie`^ looks up
<Green> "This place is hitting Hell." He runs, Sadie in tow, towards the stable.
* Green takes a quick glance up.
<Elton> ((thunder with sound... :P))
<AlcarGM> There is a man floating in the air above the stable.
<Elton> ((god help us to identify thunder without XD ))
<Sadie`^> (( I hear it all the time, I dunno about you... ))
<AlcarGM> (( bad joke: Goodkind's sword of truth novels have a character who has an attacm that is thunder without sound :p ))
<Green> man, seriously, sparkie go to hell or implode, or or something terribly horrible.
<Green> ok... so Sparkie lovse me in 4color games, but take me out of it and it starts to hate me...
<kentari> lol
<kentari> :P
<AlcarGM> The chosen, somehow, evades you desite a blade in his chest, you're not quite sure *how* but he seems to be ignoring the pain entirely and points his hands towards you...
<AlcarGM> 2d6+10 - ranged, attack!
<Sparkie> AlcarGM 2d6+10: 18(8) - ranged, attack!
<AlcarGM> Green, def? :P
<Green> 2d6+4 def...
<Sparkie> Green 2d6+4: 10(6) def...
<Green> ken: "Don't bother with much defense. It'll be cool."
<Green> dick :P
<Sadie`^> lkol
<kentari> just wait :P
<kentari> juuust wait.
<kentari> Don't calculate any damage just yet :P
* Sadie`^ orders a plate
<AlcarGM> The one-eyed barbarian actually brings you both a plate of sausage, taters etc. all basically shoved together into a surprisingly good mess.
* Elton eats, of course, with a fork and sharp looking knife.
* Sadie`^ stares at her food, and picks at it a little, before eating slowly
<Sadie`^> "WHere'd you learn to fight like that?"
<Elton> "Where'd you learn to walk?"
<Sparkie> kentari 3#2d6+13: 21(8) 19(6) 19(6)
<kentari> miiiind bullets :P
<AlcarGM> 2d6+9 -shield - if sparkie is kind and generous
<Sparkie> AlcarGM 2d6+9: 21(12) -shield - if sparkie is kind and generous
<AlcarGM> 2#2d6+9 -shield - if sparkie is kind and generous
<Sparkie> AlcarGM 2#2d6+9: 11(2) 11(2) -shield - if sparkie is kind and generous
<AlcarGM> ....
<kentari> Sparkie..
<kentari> Is schizo :P
<AlcarGM> what the hell? :p
<AlcarGM> Justice Lad wanders off for a bit to check on General Justice, who he says is 'recovering from the black hole', which probably means getting beated up by black guys in a bar or something made to sound heroic :p
<Arbiter> "Why would you do something so obviously corrupt for a sum of money you might never see because of the risks?!"
<AlcarGM> Man:"We didn't expext supers!"
<Arbiter> "You knew you were breaking one out though, yes?"
<AlcarGM> He nods. "Some kid, no details given."
<AlcarGM> Tumbler appears beside you. "Snagged the one boy in the breakroom, and Breaker. The police are dealing with the last of these idiots."
<Arbiter> "Wouldn't you think breaking someone out of jail who has powers would bring down some heroes with powers to stop you? Hell, you're in Dune City. You should've expected it anyway."
<Thaumaturge> ((ahaha, nice :P))
<Arbiter> "Now, march down into that station and turn yourselves in. Tell the rest of your men to surrender."
<Arbiter> "NOW."
<AlcarGM> The man blinks, then just nods and they head for the stairs as the fire alarm in the building goes off.
<Arbiter> "Stop!"
<Ericka`^> "How do you feel about mandatory school uniforms?"
<AlcarGM> "Do you have to wear one, too?"
<Ericka`^> "What are you goals, Mr. Farber, and how could this school help you achieve them?"
<AlcarGM> Jeromy: "I wish to become a casanova," with a slight smile, as if he's said a joke no one else gets.
* Ericka`^ nods, waiting for him to finish
<kentari> there's not much you add to wanting to be a casanova.
<kentari> :P
<kentari> its sort of a self-standing package deal
<AlcarGM> that's what he thought :P
<AlcarGM> also: bad pun:p
<kentari> :>
<AlcarGM> He realizes you want more. "It's a question of power, really. Everyone wants it; going through the heart makes more sense. Breaking hearts works, too, I suppose. But it's easier to make people love you than anything else."
<Ericka`^> "And how can this school help you achieve this goal?"
<AlcarGM> He grins. "One has to start somewhere, hmm?"
<AlcarGM> Clarence raises his hand.
<Ericka`^> "Yes, Clarence?"
<AlcarGM> Clarence: "If it's so hard and dangerous, why learn it?" He takes a deep breath. "Why did you?" boldly.
<Ericka`^> "Because only in the land of the blind is the one eyed man king."
<AlcarGM> Jeromy chuckles at that, softly. "Or stoned to death. Historically speaking," with a thin smile.
<Ericka`^> "Only if he's found out."
<Ericka`^> "Don't tell me you don't believe in Magic... You've used it before."
<AlcarGM> She pulls energy from inside her up around her, just in case.... but remains in this world. "I'm fine on my own," throwing the book down on a desk and turning to the door. "Besides, the typeface you used is atrocious."
<Ericka`^> "It was handwritten... 300 years ago."
<AlcarGM> She turns back and glares at you. "I'm fine on my own. I don't need advice from some book, or you."
<Ericka`^> "Please be aware that the teachers in this school are protected from... manipulation."
<AlcarGM> "I don't need that," she says scornfully.
<AlcarGM> She smirks. "I have breasts. That's all the magic women need."
<AlcarGM> And what do you do for your evening? :P
<Ericka`^> I dunno... tv, sex, smoking, sex, tv, sex, sleep, sex... something similar to that
<AlcarGM> The evening definitely serves to help ignore any merlin-wannabe types, but the morning comes as it always does, along with the rat race....
<AlcarGM> at least none of your students show up with 'problems' during the night....
<Ericka`^> good
<Ericka`^> that's always a good sign of progress!
<Fennec> (problems? like bananafish getting stuck in their ears?)
<Ericka`^> shut up fennec
<Fennec> I don't think Ericka`^ likes me giving anyone ideas..... :P
<Ericka`^> you don't say?
<Ericka`^> "A lot of things are power. Knowledge is power. Electricity is power. Fire is power... Each of them can kill, but they have other, more usefull purposes."
<AlcarGM> Pattie: "Fine, what's the more 'useful' purpose of magic, then?"
<Ericka`^> Fuck if I know
<AlcarGM> lol!
<Thaumaturge> "First of all... who is Breaker?" :P
<AlcarGM> (( "Well, you know those panels in your basement?" ))
<Thaumaturge> (( "Those are called 'coffins,' first of all." :P ))
<AlcarGM> (( "Curses! That is what I get for outsourcing my villainous lair!" ))
* Arbiter looks him straight in the eye. "What do you know about someone called the Worldbreaker?"
<AlcarGM> He blinks and the smile vanishes as his face turns the colour of dirty snow. "W-what -- I don't know.... I DON'T KNOW!"
* Thaumaturge ducks out of the way, randomly. :P
* Arbiter crotches and covers up with his cape.
<AlcarGM> The air around him explodes, destroying everything ... matter shatters, the ground and air ripping apart as an explosion flares out, levelling a good square mile.
* Thaumaturge holds up his cape, but would seem to have caught on fire.
* Arbiter looks to Breaker, seeing if he's still standing.
<AlcarGM> Tumbler is - gone. Fire hit, and she vanishes within it.
* Thaumaturge is also seemingly gone!
* Thaumaturge is now known as Pile`of`Ashes
<AlcarGM> Breaker is standing, now skin and bones over flesh as if whatever he did sucked the fat and muscle out of his body. He drops to his knees, coughing weakly.
* Arbiter runs over to Breaker. "You alright kid?"
<AlcarGM> Breaker: "F-failsafe," weakly, his voice a faint croak. "Cold. V-very cold."
<Pile`of`Ashes> <Dare you to say Worldsmith again.>
<Erica`^> "Sunbright... is there a problem?"
<AlcarGM> Sunbright: "Isn't it obvious?!"
<Erica`^> "Your feet won't stop moving for some strange reason, and you have to keep walking?"
<AlcarGM> Sunbright: "I want that - that weird kid who walks funny," refusing to say his name, "out. He keeps -- staring at me when he doesn't think I'm looking like some kind of puppy dog and it's really dsiturbing. Please," she adds, belatedly.
<Erica`^> "I can't kick a student out just because he has a crush on you. Have you considered talking to him about it?"
<AlcarGM> Sunbright: "No one would have a crush on me," firmly. "He's probably a serial killer."
<Erica`^> "I'm pretty sure he has a crush on you. Weren't you listening to him yesterday?"
<AlcarGM> Sunbright: "I was trying not to. he sounds goopy."
<Erica`^> "Boys do that. You know, you're not exactly homely. It's not surprising you have an admirer."
<AlcarGM> (( psychic vampire diets...... the real reason why they go to goth clubs! ))
<AlcarGM> the ball swirls, and is devoured by the vortex, which fluctates wikdly for a moment and shatters apart as Jeromy wakes up abruptly from *that* :p
<Clarence`> "I think it worked!"
* Clarence` beams
<AlcarGM> Duane: "That's -- one word for it, definitely."
<Clarence`> "I hope it won't make him fat..."
* Clarence` pouts, worriedly :P
<AlcarGM> Duane: "He probably threw up."
<Clarence`> "He seemed to be the type to really care about how he looks."
<Clarence`> "Ewww!"
<AlcarGM> (( psychic vampire diets...... the real reason why they go to goth clubs! ))
<AlcarGM> Duane blinks. "What would *you* do if someone force-fed you a meal and you weren't prepared?"
<Clarence`> "Uhm.. wow.. maybe we shoulda done the 'here comes the airplane' thingie, first?"
<AlcarGM> Duane: "......"
<Clarence`> "You know! With the spoon?"
<AlcarGM> Duane: "You probably could, couldn't you?"
* Clarence` pantomines ;p
<AlcarGM> She snorts at that, clearly not believing you. "Look, it's really quite simple. What makes us human ins't the happiness, but the sadness under that. It's the core of things, that sadness. We're all going to die, often in pain because few people *get* a happy ending, and we'll all get hurt and disullusioned, and our joys mean so much because they're so rare -- but it doesn't matter, does it? Life's the only game in town."
<alcar> the funniest part about star is she's ignoring the entire other side of what she said.. if it's the only game, and you get it once, you have to live it to the fullest :p
<kentari> exactly ;p
<kentari> Clarence's interprettation of all that
<kentari> is that its a defense, or a mood.. its.. what she's Got to say
<kentari> he doesn't need to challenge her
<kentari> he can love her without fighting with her :P
<alcar> poor star :p
<kentari> y'know? :P
<kentari> which, well
<kentari> poor star :P
<alcar> kindness is one of the nastiest weapons :)
<kentari> it is one of the few that trumps cynicism
<alcar> Yup.
<Clarence`> "Are you meaning to imply that Miss Ericka's girlfriend is an angel?"
<Clarence`> "But my dad said people like that went to hell.."
* Clarence` ponders. :P
<AlcarGM> Duane: "She used to be, I think. And if I've learned anything from dreams, it's that helland heaven seem to be our own inventions. Heaven's just harder to reach, since people can't embrace love..." He shakes his head."Sorry. Feedback."
<Clarence`> "Feedback?"
* Clarence` looks at Star a moment, thinking of something silently.. he's gonna help her find Heaven! :P
<AlcarGM> Duane: "Hers. You -- probably shouldn't meet her yet."
<AlcarGM> (( lol! ))
<AlcarGM> (( Star: "You want me to b ecome a lesbian..?" ))
<AlcarGM> Okay, next morning is.. fieldtrip time (tm). The students are to be outside the classroom and waiting at 8 am....
<Ericka`^> yay
* Ericka`^ grabs a van and pulls up in front of the school
<AlcarGM> Jeromy is late, but that's to be expected. Pattie is actually on time, and dresed for hiking. Until now, you'd never seen hiking shoes with heels, but she has some.
<AlcarGM> Duane's just wearing generic jeans, t-shirt. Everyone else has school uniforms on and Clarence is late as well.
<AlcarGM> Bree walks over to the van, looking a little worried.
<Ericka`^> (( Hiking boots with heels are not... hiking boots
<AlcarGM> (( somehow, she has found some :P ))
<Ericka`^> aha!
<Ericka`^> army boots!
<Ericka`^> http://www.mydivascloset.com/4calaupbofor.html
<Ericka`^> why'd you pick 7, alcar?
<Ericka`^> npcs
<kentari> hehe
<Ericka`^> he was complaining about having a big staff
* AlcarGM was insane.
<AlcarGM> Next question? :p
<Ericka`^> lol
<Ericka`^> just remember
<Ericka`^> you did this to yourself... I said only two or three...
<AlcarGM> well, it's not like they'll all survive :P
<Ericka`^> You're going to KILL MY STUDENTS!?
<kentari> hahah
<kentari> :P priceless
<AlcarGM> The gym is, since it's a Saturday, empty.
* Ericka`^ pulls out a picnic basket and hands everyone a sandwich
<AlcarGM> Everyone finds their own spot to eat, Clarence walking over to ask Jeromy something. What're you doing?
* Ericka`^ pulls out soda, but since her player isn't getting paid anything, it's generic brand. "CALL ME, COKE! WE CAN DO A COMMERCIAL!"
<AlcarGM> The school district sues you for promoting cocaine use amng the students under its' zero tolerance policy :P
<Sadie`^> "So where are we headed off to next?"
* Elton being silent can only imply his understanding of 'we' in that context.
<Green> "What leads you north?"
<Elton> "What else?"
* Elton pauses, considering.
* Elton doesn't say anything, but smirks a little, withholding some sarcastic comment.
<Sadie`^> "War?"
* Green looks to Sadie, "And you, the mentally stunted one. What will you find yourself doing?"
<Sadie`^> "Leaving. You do one good deed and everybody wants you in prison..."
<Elton> "Good deed? A good deed would be miraculously rebuilding the inn. You just helped individuals.. there's no glory to be had in small victories."
* Green looks at the two of them, considering some dire fate for them both.
<Sadie`^> "So I helped some people. Stop making me feel bad about it!"
<Elton> "feelings are choices, kid."
<kentari> 2d6+11 elton atk soldier (vitals) ;P
<Sparkie> kentari 2d6+11: 16(5) elton atk soldier (vitals) ;P
<kentari> damn
<kentari> I dun like that so much. :P
<kentari> 2d6+11 elton atk soldier (vitals) ;P (redo 1)
<Sparkie> kentari 2d6+11: 16(5) elton atk soldier (vitals) ;P (redo 1)
<kentari> fuck you sparkie
* Sparkie bows
<kentari> way to waste my divine energy ;p
<Arbiter> "Do you go to school Chris?"
<AlcarGM> Chris: "Nuh uh. I get tutors, and computers and such."
<AlcarGM> (( "Sometimes it gets hot in the box my dad made." ))
<Arbiter> :D
<Arbiter> "Oh, what kinds of things do you learn about?"
<AlcarGM> (( could not resist that joke :P ))
<AlcarGM> Chris: "Math, and sutff, like how things bend and stretch and how people are all good and neat and -- stuff."
<Arbiter> "Just good? Or have you read about the bad ones too?"
<AlcarGM> Chris: "Nobody is bad; they're just misunderstood," earnestly.
* Thaumaturge looks slightly floored. :P
<kentari> alas
<kentari> I need to step out :P
<kentari> Can I leave this in your hands, gemm?
<Arbiter> The comic that uses the same panels every comic.
<Arbiter> Hmmm, I have not been drinking, so it should be ok.
<AlcarGM> You move, like the ninja, but for a moment your body recalls your real body as someone shakes it. Blades slash nthrough you, *hurting*....
<AlcarGM> The ninja moves towards you
* Clarence` winces, a little more gutsy in the dreamworld.. but not immune to pain.
<Clarence`> "This can't be honor!"
<AlcarGM> The ninja looks surprised you're even standing, but says nothing, entirely intent on business...
<AlcarGM> your attack/thingy/fun!
<Clarence`> "There's no way! I won't accept that you think this is trully honorable!"
<AlcarGM> Ninja: "Honour alone does not pay bills," flatly.
<AlcarGM> (( Ninja credit cards.... naaah.. ))
<Clarence`> "What if we can pay you more? Huh?"
* Ericka`^ makes sure any students in the dorm right now feel really tired
<AlcarGM> bree looks up, sensing *that* and gives you a questioing look.
<Ericka`^> "I don't want anyone walking into this..." Not really looking at bree, but answering her question
<AlcarGM> Kendall moves quietly between Bree and the dead ninja so she can't see him :)
<AlcarGM> Clarence blinks a few times at your effect and fights backa sudden yawn. "Is - is the school under attack again?!"
<Ericka`^> "No. Go back to your room. I'll take care of this."
<AlcarGM> Clarence nods, figthing back a second yawn and the effect, and asks if Kendall wants to stay in his room. "We could call Duane!"
<AlcarGM> Kendall smiles shyly at that and nods.
<AlcarGM> Bree hesitates, not wanting to invite herself :p
<Ericka`^> "Bree, go with them. You need the rest anyway."
<Ericka`^> "Kendall, stay here a minute."
<AlcarGM> Bree nods and heads back to Clarence's room, and Kendall blinks and just nods, studying the ground and scuffing the floor with a shoe.
<AlcarGM> Clarence: "You can have my bed," to Bree, and Bree does a double take at that, stares into blistering earnestness, and just follows.
* Ericka`^ goes to her office and digs through her rolodex
<AlcarGM> You dig, find card, and #... 1 900 number, naturally :p
<Ericka`^> lol
* Ericka`^ dials
<AlcarGM> The phone ansers on the third ring. "Sara's sexy ladies!" a... man trying to sound a like a woman says.
<Ericka`^> ...
<Ericka`^> ...
<Ericka`^> ....
<Ericka`^> .....
<Ericka`^> "Uhm, I'm actually looking for ah.... Jeeves?"
<AlcarGM> Man: "Not Sara? Shiiit! I mean....." a click, and then a man's voice, brisk and impatient. "Yes?"
<kentari> you win
<kentari> :P
<AlcarGM> hm? :p
<kentari> you used sara
<kentari> ;p
* AlcarGM nods :) best. Use. Ever.
<Ericka`^> "I also offer favors..."
<AlcarGM> "ah! Favours are always useful. And you are, then?"
* Ericka`^ has to look up her last name
<Ericka`^> "I'm going by Ericka Caesar at the moment."
<AlcarGM> Nuh huh! Roll Int. check to see if you remember it!
<Ericka`^> =p
<AlcarGM> (( I once played a D&d game like that :( ))
<Ericka`^> Silly GM risus requires no intelegence!
<Ericka`^> or... intelligence of which I have none
<alcar> Lucius comes upon you as you're putting the last wards back together. "Everyone okay, ma'am? I had this one hysterial student babbling to me about ninjas a bit back, and you're normally off Sundays?"
* Ericka`^ nods "There were some people that tried to get into the dorms... luckilly nothing happened, but I decided to hire on some security staff to help prevent it in the future. I'll make an anouncement tomorrow."
<alcar> Lucius:"Is everyone all right?" looking worried.
* Ericka`^ nods "Everything's fine. I'll be here for a while setting up a guard and getting the new security staff assigned. I've called in someone to come tonight."
<Ericka`^> "You should go home for the night. I'll give you the details tomorrow."
<alcar> He nods, shaking his head. "in my day schools didn't even need security. Heh. Sounding old, now." He heads home, shaking his head alittle that such things happen in a good town like this.
<Ericka`^> heh
<alcar> (( "Well, it was really just ninjas." "Oh, them?! I thought we were innoculated after the last outbreak." ))
<Clarence`> "Everyone's gonna think I'm weak and .. and now they all have a reason! I was better off in the coma!" :(
<AlcarGM> Duane blinks, then stares at you, his grin vanishing. "You really think that?"
<Clarence`> "I ... it.. of course they're gonna think I'm worthless, now!"
<Clarence`> Utterly ignoring the second statement he made ;p
<AlcarGM> Duane: "And you'd be better off in a coma, then? Is the dream-Sunbright better than the real one, then?"
<AlcarGM> He ignores the first comment in response :)
<Clarence`> "Th.. n.."
* Clarence` makes contorted faces that only make sense in dreams :P
<AlcarGM> He just stares at you implaccably, waiting.
<Clarence`> "They're the same! Why does no one realize its all the same? Why.. why can't I be... the same?"
<AlcarGM> He closes his eyes a moment and sighs softly, then opens then. "Because things aren't like that, Clarence. Dreams are - ideals. Projections. Wishes. Fantasies. But they're ultimately not real, even if they're as real as anything else. Dreams only speak the language of the heart. There's also the language of the head, and the world itself," tapping the ground, the real world dimly visible below you for a moment.
* Clarence` sighs after a moment, the object of his anger no longer in the here-and-now to keep fueling it.
<AlcarGM> Duane: "There are a lot of ways of hiding from the world, Clarence. Often we do it without meaning to, or because we're scared, or it's too complicated. But sometimes it surprises us, and it can be worth it. Friends can be, at the very least. And people who don't see below the surface aren't worthy of being your friend. Got it?"
<AlcarGM> Dog: "A god, possibly. Funny thing about any god is that their resume never matches their claims. If anything made the universe, even we haven't met it. That we know of."
<Clarence`> ".. That's silly! Its *right there* in Genesis, Dog... I guess you can't read, though." :P
* Clarence` has decided Clarence is Devout ;p
<AlcarGM> Dog: "Why would I? Words lie. Scents you can trust."
<Clarence`> "Its more than words! Jesus, he's.. its in your heart, too, you know?" :P
* Clarence` Witnesses to a Totem.. ulcer #2. :P
<AlcarGM> Duane gives you a look of utter disbelief.
<Clarence`> "Jesus loves you even if you're a talking dog and even if you're.. made of energy?"
<Clarence`> "SECOND! ... I have a friend that eats Fear. If you guys could collect some and stuff... that'd be cool? I've been trying to think of a good present for him. :P"
<Clarence`> "I mean! Some that.. you don't need, or whatever, or a liiiittle teensy bit of what you eat, or.. you know."
* Clarence` totally loses his authoritative air :P
<AlcarGM> Dog stops scratching the itch, looking amused
<AlcarGM> Nightmares: "Fear-eaters? A vampire, as a friend?!"
<Clarence`> "V-v-v-v-vampire?!?! No way! He's just kinda creepy."
<Clarence`> "And eats feelings. I think he likes fear best."
<AlcarGM> The nightmares stare at each other, then at you.
<Clarence`> "Anyway! I don't want him to eat me. So if you guys could spare some of your food, for me to send him? I mean.. if he's full.. then its not so dangerous, after all."
* Clarence` scratches his head. :P
<AlcarGM> "Err," Puke Green says, "psychic vampires eat all emotions. You know?" with a helpful smile filled with far too many teeth, enough to make a shark dentist jealous with envy
<Clarence`> (( lol ;p ))
* Clarence` heads for the roof, looking happy.
<AlcarGM> Someone has planted two roses in one corner of the garden already.
* Clarence` .. blinks, and smiles, a little.
* Clarence` tries something! He finds a comfortable nearby spot and collapses, making a straightaway for a not-haunted Park in the dreamplace..
<AlcarGM> you sleep, and appear in a park easily enough
* Clarence` walks up to the nearest bed of flowers, addressing them insomuch as the flowers are there for conversation.. :P
<Clarence`> "Hi! My name's Clarence! I'm.. workin' on a garden, at my school! There are already some flowers .. roses! there.. they need friends.. would any of you want to move there?"
* Clarence` pays attention to the, erm, voiceless.. primal emotion type thingies he suspects things like flowers make instead of thoughts. :P
<AlcarGM> The flowers rustle, and one says: "We are dream flowers, boy. We only grow in dreams."
<Clarence`> "Well, I know! But.. you could grow in the dream of the garden at my school, instead?"
<Clarence`> "If you want to!"
<AlcarGM> a few of them consider that, and follow you into the dream of tha garden, which is mostly echoes of the garden that used to be here; it was fairly pretty in its day
<AlcarGM> before the dark times. Before the fertiizers.
<Ericka`^> "I trust you both read chapter 3?"
<AlcarGM> Pattie: "When do we get to sacrifice the rats?"
<Ericka`^> "We won't be making blood sacrifices, not in this class."
<AlcarGM> Pattie: "So, we just do dissections in science and not magic class?"
<Ericka`^> "The animals are already dead when they show up in science class."
<AlcarGM> Pattie; "And?" stubbornly
<AlcarGM> Kendall just shakes his head.
<Ericka`^> "And they weren't killed in this school. You're more than welcome to burn herbs, or throw dried remains in the mix... as long as they're not human. Just no blood sacrifices."
<Ericka`^> "Try not to kill too many people, around the other students, would you?"
<AlcarGM> He smiles slightly at that. "Anyone who truly fights knows killing is one result. Life is not a game."
<Ericka`^> "Could you at least wait until they're actually fighting you? And not while they're in the middle of a siezure..."
<AlcarGM> Jeromy shrugs. "Dead enemies are preferable to live threats; I find I have little use for concepts such as honour. They serve to merely be nooses people tighten around their own necks."
<Ericka`^> "I'm sure you enjoy a good challenge every now and then."
<AlcarGM> Jeromy: "Within reason."
<AlcarGM> Pattie: "Now *why* would anyone think you were helpless?" voice dripping irony. "Find someone else; I'm trying to hide spells from our headmistress."
<Clarence`> "O.. okay.."
* Clarence` looks around.
<Clarence`> "Why not just.. do them.. in dreams? She seems t-to be kinda.. clueless with things there?"
<AlcarGM> Pattie: "Because in dreams you do dreams. Not magic."
<AlcarGM> "Magic," she says impatiently, "is done in the magical world, if it is to affect this one at all."
* Clarence` folds his arms, "Have you... tried? Or do you j.. just believe what you were t-t.. told you couldn't do?"
<AlcarGM> You focus, and the Gm ignores the dicebot blithely. The door forms, the effort causing the world to swim about you sickeningly for a moment, but you manage it, feeling as it you just tried to run a four minute mile.
<AlcarGM> bree is shaking you, and you're lying on the ground
<Clarence`> lol ;p
<Clarence`> "Wh.. where... u.. uhm.. it.. ... h-hi?"
* Clarence` smiles weakly
<AlcarGM> She gives you a worried look, trying to keep you awake, and the shadows bitch-slap you in the magicla world a few times :)
<AlcarGM> She just gives you a worried look in return.
<AlcarGM> (( Shadows: "Ooh! Look! A pinata! If we hit it, dreams can fall out!" ))
<Clarence`> (( oh god :P ))
<Clarence`> (( don't tell jeromy ))
<AlcarGM> (( But, the Gm notes that running an rpg to take revenge for one the player ran would be fun .... :p ))
<Clarence`> (( It is. :D ))
<AlcarGM> (( you have done this? :P ))
<alcar> ken - what game? :Lp
<kentari> cereus. ;p
<kentari> ... aaand kbesmu.
<alcar> lol. What was the latter a response to? :p
<kentari> Honeslty?
<kentari> Sparkie :P
<kentari> Power was pure revenge for Sparkie.
* Sparkie blinks
* Sparkie is.. flattered, I think.
<AlcarGM> Pattie sniffs. "Dreams are just dreams. They don't mean anything."
<Ericka`^> "Of course they mean something. Sometimes more than others."
<AlcarGM> She waves a hand. "Oh, right, so dreaming about being chased by squirrels would mean what?"
<Ericka`^> "You are affraid of squirrels."
<AlcarGM> Pattie: "Hardly. They're just furry little hell-rodents."
<Ericka`^> "That's more something for Duane or Clarence to answer."
<AlcarGM> (( Duane: "it's sex; everything is about sex in dreams." *stares at Pattie's dreams* "but you know that already, right?" ))
<Ericka`^> "There's more to the heavens and the earths, Pattie, than are dreamt up in your philosopies."
<AlcarGM> Pattie: "I don't have a philsophy; I have credit cards."
<alcar> I suspect my character, if any, will be a little insane. Obsessives tend to be :)
<kentari> I expect you to make him as picky as a philolohist can be :>
* alcar nods. Anal retentive comes to mind :P
<alcar> stir coffee exactly 3 times etc.
<alcar> plius, power flux for weapon == "Remove dust from ruins.." etc.
<kentari> ;p
<alcar> Be fun to try and use properly, since he'd want to do as little damage to a scene as possible....
<alcar> or she. I'm getting a mostl female vibe for the idea....
<kentari> Obsessive crazy person?
<kentari> Me too. :P
<alcar> lol!
* kentari takes off his hat. Moment of Silence.
<Sparkie> No one who can roll dice is dead to me.
<kentari> There must be a roller :P
<kentari> haha
<kentari> argument for the existence of God...
<alcar> lol!
<kentari> someone must roll the dice! That someone is God
<alcar> "Evne iuf the dice are thrown where we cannot see them, someone must throw them!"
<alcar> The Gamer God. Rolling them critical failures out of love....
<alcar> "See, your life isn't My fault! Stop blaming Me! I just rolled the dice!"
<alcar> "Yeah, and who made this dice?" "What is your security clearance, citizen?"
* Clarence` nods and sits there for a little while, pondering over how he should feel about Bree thinking *he* should be the President..
<AlcarGM> (( heheh. ))
* Clarence` looks at his player warily, knowing its already gone to HIS head :P
<Clarence`> "I.. l-let's.. uhm.. I mean .. the .. a.. uhhhh.. pacing doesn't... h-have to be this slow? I.. I w-want.. to see if I can.. d-daydream and still... you know... ... fight."
<AlcarGM> He looks a little dubious, but nods and picks the pace up a little easily.
* Clarence` follows along as best he can, encouraging Kendall that its okay if he looks tired -- he has to get tired for it to work!
<AlcarGM> Kendall looks worried at that, but does push your limits a little, leaving you puffing a bit.
* Clarence` tries to at least control his breathing all martial-artsy style while he attempts to repeat what's worked before in his thoughts, etc., to Daydream proper.
<AlcarGM> Kendall; "T-t-the energy? The -" he waves a hand sideways. "It w-w-w-went ..... s-s-s....t-there aren't d-dir-drections? B-but up? Down? L-like that. Below ... here, and -and - and above the s-s-s-spirit world? LIke - like there's some p-p-p-p-place, and all of -of this is be-between it?" he gets out, panting a little after despite not being winded, and looking frustrated. "Words d-d-d-don't --- th-th-they don't f-f-fit it."
<Clarence`> ((God.. I can feel your pain, typing that out. :P))
<AlcarGM> (( yes :) ))
<AlcarGM> (( <- never making an npc like this again, damn it :P ))
<Clarence`> (( <- same, with PCs ;p ))
<Ericka`^> "I don't think I appriciate you comming here and accusing ME of attacking you. Why the hell would I bother to attack you, or your master?"
<AlcarGM> Merlin: "Because we know whart you are," coldly, drawing himself up. "And what kind of suck brothel you plan to run to get power for yourself. And," with a smirk, "we could tell your 'students'."
* Ericka`^ laughs
<Ericka`^> "Why would I care what you tell my students? I don't even know you!"
<AlcarGM> Merlin: "You will, eventually. We have a weapon you cannot hide from to force the lies out of your lips. And we will see how much remains of your ideals when people see you for what you really are."
<Ericka`^> "More idle threats, yet here you stand, looking like an idiot. I'm not going to run away from every stage magician that comes around threatening to do some bad thing to me."
<AlcarGM> He just smiles, looking almost gleeful for a moment, then reaches into his pocket...
<AlcarGM> (( and produces a handgun. "To hell with spells, eat lead and be dead!" ))
<Ericka`^> (( MY ONLY WEAKNESS! HOW DID YOU KNOW!? ))
<Clarence`> "Were... was the .. erm.. energy? Useful? I'm still not sure if it stays Real when it leaves my hands."
* Clarence` gestures to where it last was in his hands ;p
<AlcarGM> Jeromy: "It was - different."
<Clarence`> "I told them to find and gather Fear, back when I noticed you... liked it when Duane had it, back with the needle.. people. They've been working since then, pretty much."
<Clarence`> "My .. nightmare army, I mean. I guess that's a good name for 'em."
<AlcarGM> Jeromy: "A more creative name could be useful, when you have to use them in war."
* Clarence` looks utterly surprised.
<Clarence`> "I ... could use them, for something like that?"
<AlcarGM> Jeromy: ".... what, precisely, do you think armies are for?" bemused
<Clarence`> "Intimidation? If you get them killed, they're not much of a use for anything."
* Clarence` shrugs helplessly :P
<AlcarGM> He laughs at that, softly. "You'd make a good general, then."
<Clarence`> "Ah! Yeah. I'm working on being abel to Dream while I'm awake. I .. noticed that you were in a lot of people's dreams. I didn't know you were such a popular guy! How do you find the time to meet so many people?"
<AlcarGM> Jeromy: "I mostly walk by them. Their imaginations do the rest."
* Clarence` actually chuckles at that
<Clarence`> "See, that's what I'm talking about, with.. Presence. I don't have that."
<AlcarGM> Jeromy: "That isn't - a kind of pressence you'd want, unless you plan to magically make jukeboxes come to life?"
* Clarence` goes wide-eyed
<Clarence`> "You're sure they're not just on Demo, right?" :P
<AlcarGM> Jeromy: "Hm?"
<AlcarGM> He looks puzzled.
<Clarence`> "Demo. Erm.. demonstration. A lot of them will play things every now and then, to kinda.. remind people that its there and they can spend money on it?"
<Clarence`> (( lol. Awesome :P ))
<Clarence`> (( He thought he was the fonz ;p ))
<kentari> Anyway!
<kentari> The Infinite Fortress is one of the more well-known and desirable places to be in the solar system. The best equipment, the best officers... of all the giant, floating, lonely vessels strewn about, that you ended up on This One is some sign of some measure of good fortune.
* Orin`^ Quit (Ping timeout)
<kentari> Unless you ping timeout.
<kentari> Then you pretty much just suck.
<kentari> your mechas all work perfectly
<kentari> by some strange fluke ;p be it your repairs, or them surviving the incident
<Joan`> definitely repairs, here :P
<Orin`^> too bad i don't have a computer scanner in my mecha!
<Joan`> or, say, a way to get it to here? :p
<kentari> :P
<Joan`> that would be the funny part.
<Joan`> "Here is the.. scanner. Woah, sorry dudes."
<Zerda> what do you mean? Mine's severely damaged. Operating off a fraction of its original pre-disaster power! that's why it's only a couple hundred of points!
<Zerda> :P
<Joan`> lol!
<Joan`> that *would* be fun. Spend the whole time weeping....
<Joan`> "Oh, sure, this armour is decent, but before it was damaged the decals were.... I can't talk about it. Tearing up."
<Orin`^> 2d6+6 the fucking screen god damnit!
<Sparkie> Orin`^ 2d6+6: 10(4) the fucking screen god damnit!
<Orin`^> why do my rolls keep getting lower?
<Orin`^> "So... can you talk to it, if I open this thing up?"
<Orin`^> "It might be alien..."
<Orin`^> "Or human..." quietly to himself
* Joan` looks pleased. "That would be wonderful."
<Joan`> Joan meets Predator....
<Zerda> haha.
<Joan`> "But we haven't worked out a .. basic...... syntaxxxxx...."
<kentari> You find "Uhura's Guide to Information Relays"
<Joan`> (( Does it have a subsection on the tonsils of Kirk? ))
<AlcarGM> Clarence: "Uhm, well, we were in the gym, Miss Ericka, doing the martial arts? And carl and sam.... came in and had - had a weapon, and the men came in, and then Jeeves and Ken and he - beat them up," giving you a bright grin and a look of "help!'
<Ericka`^> ...
<Ericka`^> Kendall is worse too
<Ericka`^> "Kendall?"
<AlcarGM> Kendall just nods.
<Ericka`^> "Could you emphasise on what he said?"
<AlcarGM> Sam:"He," pointing half-accusing at Kendall, and waving her hand to the ceiling "jumped! To the roof! That's not even possible!"
<Ericka`^> "Perhaps we could let physics determine what's possible, Miss Jones. It's not us to decide."
<Clarence`> "A... are you okay here? I always.. thought.. like, in s-stories and m-movies and .. stuff.."
* Clarence` gives him a worried, assessing glance :P
<AlcarGM> Jeromy: "Hmm?"
<Clarence`> "H-holy ... g-g-g-ground."
<AlcarGM> He stares at you for a long moment without expression, then says: "Unitarian churches don't count. Nor Catholic. Only Mormon ones do."
<AlcarGM> Jeromy eyes the dvs, then you. "Shall we go, then?"
* Clarence` nods! He doesn't want to make this guy suffer. ;p
<AlcarGM> He waits until you are walking back, then says: "How do you watch them?"
<Clarence`> "There's pictures inside! Reeeeeaaaally .. tiny versions. Th-they... we use a .. d...dvd player."
<AlcarGM> Jeromy: "Ah. I do not have one of those. UNless the room comes with them?"
* Clarence` ponders! :P
<AlcarGM> (( "Yes it does. You put it in the air conditioning unit and...." ))
<Clarence`> ((rofl. I knew someone who tried that, once. They tried to mount things in the giant A/C unit at dorms.. it was terrible :P))
<AlcarGM> (( ..... wow ))
<AlcarGM> He's quiet several minutes. watching the end of the first episode of Buffy, then says: "This is - parody, then?"
<AlcarGM> (( "Actually, it's a documentary...." ))
<Clarence`> "Actually... s-some people think its... a d-d-documentary."
<AlcarGM> Jeromy: "...."
<Clarence`> "Th.. there's a reason so many people are.. d-dreaming about you, after all."
<AlcarGM> Jeromy: "I - see."
<AlcarGM> Jeromy nods. "And yet, at some point, one has to discover there are things more important than survival." He walks over to the door, then looks back. "Breaks? Nothing changes, Clarence. It merely gets worse."
<Clarence`> "I ... th-think ... you sound a little too much like M-miss Ericka, there."
<AlcarGM> Jeromy: "Perhaps. Or she like I."
<Clarence`> "You use words that.. mean things. She just.. moves words around."
<AlcarGM> (( "For behold! I come unto you bearing Alcar Memetics(tm): changing the way you think, one campaign at a time!"* ))
* Clarence` makes a waving gesture with his hands, pantomining unintelligibly ;p
<AlcarGM> (( * Offer void when Sparkie is taken into account. ))
<Seraphna> 1d20+25
<Sparkie> Seraphna 1d20+25: 26(1)
* Seraphna nods. Evil as ever.
<Ericka`^> "That was all. Oh, I also wanted to know how you intend to vote for a leader amongst yourselves."
<AlcarGM> Clarence: "We could .. put names into hats!" looking excited
<Ericka`^> "You could also fight to the death."
<Ericka`^> Or not
<Joan`> Item: Cool decals 4 (Aura of inspiration 1, armour 2)
<kentari> ;P
<Joan`> also: bumper stickers for mecha would rock.
<Zerda> "If you can read this, eat flaming death!!!"
<Joan`> "If you can read this, you have been within range of my distruptor cannon for over 2 minutes."
<kentari> he's got the main cmoputer online
<kentari> and what does he do about the door?
<kentari> He shoots it. :P
<Chaos`^> i tink
<Chaos`^> dragons want virgins
<Chaos`^> because the pretty ones are never virgins
<Chaos`^> the fat ones are
<AlcarGM> He heads to the dorms to sleep, you drive home without a problem .. save that it is your turn to make supper.
<AlcarGM> or, you know, order it
<Ericka`^> ORDER IT!
<AlcarGM> Okay, you order.....?
<Ericka`^> pizza
<Ericka`^> since we ordered pizza before this whole mess started...
<AlcarGM> Pizza arrives, along with you, because of the miracle of the modern cell phone.
<AlcarGM> Hillary has lit candles, and says hello when youn enter, causing the pizza delivery man to wish he had access to a) a camera and b) a you-tube account*
<AlcarGM> *though, if he did, you would be obligated to sign up explicitly to rate the result with as many stars as possible
<Ericka`^> lol
<Ericka`^> "Oh, hello."
<AlcarGM> (( couldn't resist that one :) ))
<AlcarGM> A small obsidian fairy appears beside your shoulder. "Hi," cheerfully.
<Ericka`^> "She was confident that she would win today. A little... what's the word..."
<Ericka`^> If its name is rachael i am going to kill you alcar
<Ericka`^> "Oh, hi."
<Ericka`^> "Conceited."
<Ericka`^> "That's right."
<Fennec> (( Rachael is generally not obsidian :P ))
<Ericka`^> "You've met deranged cultists summoning ancient unspeaking things?"
<AlcarGM> Len: "Briefly. It mostly involved them meeting the front end of my car. A few times."
<Ericka`^> "I doubt your car gets along well with other bodies in its way."
<AlcarGM> Barbie: "It runs on human blood only during the night night of a new moon," around a bite of food.
<AlcarGM> Len: "it seemed the easiest way to deal with them at the time."
* Ericka`^ contemplates a vampiric car...
<Ericka`^> nah too hard to make
<Ericka`^> "I'm sure pattie could learn a few things about discretion of power from that story." Loudly, and maybe through the van windows
<AlcarGM> (( and really hard to explain to the AAA what happened to your car after youaccidentally skidded into a church with it ))
<Ericka`^> (( It blew up... No idea why... ))
<AlcarGM> The superhero spots both of you and flies over. "Halt! I am Commander Soundwave, sworn protector or the dune city IRS building. State for reasons for being here," in a loud booming voice.
<Arbiter> "Well, lucky for you, buck-o, that I'm not Captain Grammar. Nope, you've run yourself across ole Arbiter, Champion of Justice. And with me here's my pal Benjy, the.. umm... the Boy of a thousand voices!"
<AlcarGM> Benjy gapes. "The what?!" he squeaks out.
<AlcarGM> Soundwave: "That is not much of a voice," dubiously.
<Arbiter> oh, you should run the logs of Defenders sessions through a script that counts how many '!' are used each game. :P
* Arbiter grabs something nearby, not Benjy, and hits her with it.
<Arbiter> 2d6+15 Slammed!
<Sparkie> Arbiter 2d6+15: 21(6) Slammed!
<AlcarGM> The woman snaps her fingers, and the desk floats into the air and back where it was. "Barging into our offices without an appointment is not tolerated, nor encouraged. You will explain yourself, or I will turn my attentiont o the child protecting you."
<AlcarGM> lol. You hit her anyways? :)
<Arbiter> yes
<AlcarGM> lol!
<Arbiter> This whole game would be so much different if it weren't 4-color
<AlcarGM> gods yes :P
<AlcarGM> it *would* be funny to do a giant retcon/redo of Defenders and toss the 4-color out the window.
<Chaos`^> heh
<Chaos`^> it'd turn bad real fast
<AlcarGM> gods yes :p
<AlcarGM> Duane waits until you're done, then says: "Why do magicians ignore the dream world?"
<Ericka`^> "Because they assume that magic is better than dreams."
<AlcarGM> Duane: "See, I don't understand that. Dreams may be less stable, but there are level higher than magic, closer to the spirit world."
<Ericka`^> "Then you can hapilly write a book about it and publish it for all magicians to read."
<AlcarGM> He snorts. "I have better things do with my time than that. It just seems odd that you all ignore it."
<Ericka`^> "Now you're making generalizations about all magicians."
<AlcarGM> Duane shrugs. "If a shoe fits....."
<Ericka`^> "That's how fungal infections spread."
* Ericka`^ sleeps pretty deeply, and probably doesn't have much time to dream
<AlcarGM> the one dream you recall has Clarence in it doing a two step and singing "We are the champions" loudly and off key.
<Ericka`^> heh
<Ericka`^> everyone sings we are the champions off key
<AlcarGM> Hillary wakens when you do in the morning, rubbing her head. "I had the strangest dream last night."
<Ericka`^> "Did it involve Clarence singing off key?"
<AlcarGM> Hillary: "I thought that was on-key. Isn't it how everyone sings it?"
<AlcarGM> Okay, by the power of Headmistress, classes are altered!
* Ericka`^ has Lucius do it, and finishes up some other paperwork...
<Ericka`^> =p
* Ericka`^ heads to class
<AlcarGM> :p
<AlcarGM> So like the Sorceress, delegating everything to he-man :p
<Ericka`^> he's a good man
<Ericka`^> plus that's sort of his job =p
<alcar> Also, I could not find any acutal jar jar binks slash on google
* alcar is quite happy about this.
<LadyIslay> slash?
<alcar> But there is now a void in the internet. And someone must fill it.
<LadyIslay> o.O
<GeminiRai> aww, you cannot have a superhero saga without incest
<GeminiRai> Your fans demand it
<GeminiRai> or at least good old fashioned cest
<alcar> and, they're 6. 6 and incest == no :P
<alcar> You do, however, bring to mind the one type from ages about about Incestoids
<alcar> But.... no.
<alcar> "Release the incestoids!" "We can't, sir." "Why not?" "Ah, one guess what they're doing?" "oh." "You know those lasers you wanted mounted on their heads, sir? Permit me to state it was a really *bad* idea."
<AlcarGM> Shadow: "Huh? Oh! I'm Shadow." There's a line of white in its face as it grins. "I'm a supervillain," proudly.
<Tsoma> "I can.... er, no, I can't see why. Why don't you give me your speach you reserve for interlopers before you destroy them?"
<AlcarGM> Shadow considers that, scratches his head. "I guess I've never destroyed anyone?" wide white eyes appearing in his face. "You want me to start?" The shadow flickers, then flows and becomes more solid, shifting form.
<AlcarGM> http://game1.fennecfoxen.org/oppressors/img/shadow.gif
* Tsoma diverts all power to conversion :P
<AlcarGM> Shadow: "HUh?" The tendrils vanish. "I'm not a - whatever that is, exactly. I asked what you are. You haven't said yet. So are *you* picking a fight?"
<Tsoma> "I don't even know what you are. Killing you and scavenging your various essences would be useless at this point, as I am near full capacity."
<Tsoma> "Bobby is a name, yes, what I am? also a name. I am Tsoma. Does that satisfy?"
<AlcarGM> Shadow stares at you, and then changes, darkness forming into nanites, to convert a target into shadow as if mirroring you. ".... I guess?" warily. "Why're you on earth, Tsoma?"
<Tsoma> "Because my prison was broken, I extrapo.... I think."
<AlcarGM> Shadow: "Oh. Prisons *suck*," with feeling.
<Tsoma> "That they do."
<AlcarGM> (( "Like, there was this Peter kid, and it took me *forever* to get away from him, and...." or... not. ))
* Tsoma 's form undulates as he breaks up into a cordlike mass, and he ropes and makes sure he's covereing a lot of ground,and just for effect, te them up with the good constables clothes while other parts of him are making sure he's pinned down
<Tsoma> (ties them up)
<AlcarGM> Constable: "Steadman, Constable. Serial number 3243-3042!" he .. screams, trying to ... well, whatever he's trying. Possibly to keep in control, or protect his mind from telepathic assault. It does little for the front of his pants, however.
<Tsoma> "Well, I can excise the portions of your brain that make you hold to the concept of self preservation, or you can just help me out a little bit."
<AlcarGM> Shadow just watches, looking a little better, saying nothing though
<Tsoma> "Either way, I don't want to kill you. Your organs will fail that way, and I care nothing for you mind. So if you cooperate, you can keep that useless hunk of meat, gotcha?"
<AlcarGM> Steadman: "Useless? I hhave 3 sons!" bristling.
* Tsoma 's hands break into thousands of extremely fine looking surgical tools, and plus a bunck of hooks, and well, ones he thought up on the fly :P
<AlcarGM> Shadow: "...."
<AlcarGM> Shadow: "Tsoma, alien dentist. Yeah, that's scary."\
<Tsoma> "I meant your brain, actually. Your reproductive organs are useful as well."
<Chaos`^> SHIT
<Chaos`^> I forgot mind shield!
<Chaos`^> fuck fuck fuck
<AlcarGM> Why would you need that?!
<AlcarGM> One of the punks turns, sneers. "Get lost. This is the territory of the Jokers, girl." He pulls out a switchblade, flicking it open. "Run along home to mommy."
<Hanna`^> "The Jokers? Are you kidding me?"
<Hanna`^> "What kind of a name is that. Don't tell me you dress up in makeup and start laughing maniacally too?"
<Hanna`^> Do comic books exist in this world, anyway?
<AlcarGM> Punk :"Cypress Hill Jokers. *The*," menacingly. "And we do columbian neckties like you wouldn't believe, girly."
<AlcarGM> (( but of course! Everyone likes reading about the adventures of The Accountant, and other people in the strange comic book world of life without superheroes. ))
<AlcarGM> You eat, and spot a man in jogging shorts carrying pamplets leaping over nearby rooftops.
* Hanna`^ chews her sandwich and watches him... he one of those new enforcers?
<AlcarGM> He looks human, though pretty athletic, and seems to be taping notices to rooftop chimmneys and such. he spots you and does several leaps, eventually making your building and panting for breath a little.
* Hanna`^ hides her bread and cheese in an air vent and locks it so birds can't get ot it
* Hanna`^ finishes eating her sandwich
<Hanna`^> "hi."
<AlcarGM> The man catches his breath, then holds out a pamphlet. "Have you recieved your copy of the Watchtower? The servants of Satan will not control this world, and the serpent shall be ground under the heels of the Almighty Redeemer!"
<AlcarGM> or, maybe, not.
<Hanna`^> i would have believed it
<Tsoma> so chaos!
<Tsoma> what does your character do?
<Hanna`^> magnets
<Tsoma> I see gemm's is mostly a jerk :P
<Hanna`^> she's also polite
<Tsoma> didn't you just gut two people? :P
<Neurosia> He is a jerk because he gets things done! :P
<Hanna`^> You'll be hard pressed to find an etiquette book that tells you not to stab your hosts.
<Hanna`^> "What time is it?"
<AlcarGM> Wilbur: "3 pm," curtly. "You can get out before we have happy hour."
<Hanna`^> "When's happy hour?"
<AlcarGM> Wilbur: "Whenever you aren't here."
<AlcarGM> Irwin almost smiles at that, tossing Wilbur a pepsi*.
<AlcarGM> * behold the power of product placement.
<Hanna`^> "So you only want me gone for an hour?"
<AlcarGM> Wilbur: "Forever. Or do I have to kill you again?" sweetly, baring teeth in something resembling a smile
* Neuroia is shorter than he might have appeared on tv, standing at only 5'6". His arms are wrapped in a dark plastic/nylon, his chest and legs covered by the same material.
* Neuroia wears a headpiece that's reminscent of a child's dreams of villians in comic books.
<Hanna`^> SHREDDER!?
<AlcarGM> (( rofl! ))
<AlcarGM> there is a drive in it, tachyon-based, and a weapons system that was tied into the psyche of the pilot. It seems decent, though the commications grid is terribly complicated and contains just about every possible commuications device, most of them jury-rigged and wired together in a giant mess.
<Tsoma> if I could pick the most valuable thing out here, what would it be?
<AlcarGM> Thhe drive is definitely the most valuable, and the easist part to remove.
* Tsoma looks it over to make sure if the drive is removed, the whole thing won't blow for some reason
<AlcarGM> It won't. The only thing the drive seems tied into, besides (barely) to the control is a toilet. Not even to the weapon systems, when tachyon weapons are pretty nasty.
<Tsoma> MUAHAHAHAHAHA
<Tsoma> why is the tachyon drive hooked to the toilet?
<Tsoma> is that because it relies on bullshit? :P
<AlcarGM> :P That makes more sense than the real reason :)
<Tsoma> "So, ah, you still plan on doing that?"
<AlcarGM> Dr. Destruction: "Oh, that? No, no. It was mostly a project in high school in the 60s. I imagine hydroponics has advanced since then."
<Tsoma> "I mean the destroying the world thing."
<AlcarGM> Dr. Destruction: "Well, my wife did take the kids when she left..." He's quiet a few moments. "I haven't really decided. Seems almost no fair, without heroes to stop it."
<Tsoma> "Times are serious now, Doc. It's not fun and games anymore. I really wonder what your wife would do, well, if you saved the world for her, y'know? Makes some douche who has a steady job seem, well, just not it anymore."
<Tsoma> "But that's not important right this moment. Right now it's make ground, or else."
<AlcarGM> Dr. Destruction: "Save it?" He sounds surprised. "Whatever for?"
<AlcarGM> Dr. Destruction: "New Orleans is a wasteland, many of its refugees crammed into formaldehyde-ridden trailers. There are more nuclear weapons than ever. The waters are rising and the atmosphere rife with poison. The economy is being driven into the ground by corporate housing scams. America’s military budget is larger than WWII, thanks to a war that’s lasted longer. Thousands upon thousands are homeless, maimed or dead
<AlcarGM> .... there seems little worth saving."
<AlcarGM> Dr. Destruction: "Well, there is HBO. And women. Ahem. And your proposal, then?"
<Tsoma> "There will always be the future. Humanity is a machine. A machine that is fueled by the hopeful and the hopeless. A machine that spits out despair and ingenuity more acute than the last. And that's why it needs to go on, to breed multiple upon multiples of changes and alterations."
<Tsoma> "Earth may not last, but humanity must."
<AlcarGM> Dr. Destruction: "And to what end?" gently. "Everything comes to an end, after all. That is the only thing we seem guaranteed, my boy, no matter the fools who prate on about sentience being sacred or unique. it all gets old.Used up. Winds down."
<Tsoma> "Ideally? Ideally there is no end, there is only progress, nothing worth working towards, just working towards something. Whoever will be alive at the time will determine that, and those poeple will die and new goals will be born."
<AlcarGM> Dr. Destruction: "Ah, well. I'm no longer young, you know. There's little fire left.I see a world run out of explorers, having only exploiters. And people wonder why we turn to drink." He sighs. "What do you want from me?"
<Tsoma> "The end may very well come, but not without the fullt gamut running it's course. And things are -far- from over. All the kind and daring are dead, all that is left are the desparate and the anbitious."
* Neuroia is looking directly at the kid. "The next time you go screaming through my mind or anyone else's you had best be in a heap of pain and at the ass-end of a death note."
<AlcarGM> he looks up and glares at you. "You try having six blocks of losers die inside your head sometime, asshole. I can show you."
* Neuroia turns to the goon that asked about him. "I'm Neuroia, and I'm trying to bind together a force to take care of our infestation problem."
<AlcarGM> The goon frowns, then relaxes a little. "Children?"
<AlcarGM> The kid gives him the finger.
<Neuroia> "He needs some training, some discipline, but otherwise can be useful to the cause."
<AlcarGM> KId: "You want discipline? You try being privy to the emotions and dreams of people tapped into the planet and going through puberty." He makes a face, as if swallowing something bitter. "Then imagine trying to keep something sane that was five kids like that combined into one damn being. Then we can fucking talk."
* Neuroia leaves heading out to look for the others.
<AlcarGM> Hrm. I assume Initech would have told you about the warehouse, or at least send to an email.
* Neuroia will head in that direction then.
<AlcarGM> You are half way to the warehouse when you hear screams below you and see a wolver in were form leaping out through the roof of a church and dragging a pregnant woman in her 30s behind him.
<Neuroia> ((I'm not a superhero, I am not a superher
