[ACRO] GLoG 28: The People's Republic of Magtok

[happyturtle]

PLEASE READ BEFORE POSTING IN THIS THREAD!


The Good League of Good is an organization devoted to the redemption of evildoers. All of our members are either good aligned or trying to become good.
To become a member PM either FF Fanboy, Haleyintraining[Leave of Absence], Happyturtle, Kaelaroth, Lex-kat, or Saint Nil.

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OOC: All players are welcome to make a character to join GLoG. The PM requirement is only so we know who is around. We aren't running auditions or anything. :smallsmile:

IC: Your character may be refused entry to the premises or asked to leave if they are not of good alignment or if they cause trouble in character.
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Also, before you join, read the Rules of the Spork (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4768413&postcount=489). If you are not a member, then when your character arrives, you will be outside the front door and must roleplay getting entry.

Membership form:


Name:
Current Alignment:
Desired Alignment:
Profession:
Race:
Age:
Why do you want to join GLoG?
Any other important information:


Bulletin Board (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=108523)


Full Members list here. (http://goodleagueofgood.wikidot.com/list-of-characters)

New GLoG HQ Map
Ground Floor


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Front Entrance - Where people go in.
Great Room - The main lounge.
Infirmary Wing - Only slightly more equipped than the average hospital. Expect to be here. A lot.
Member Quarters - Where people sleep. Rooms can be fully customized, and several times bigger on the inside than they really should be, due to dimensional mojo.
Gazebo - Step cautiously, and you may just survive.
Pool Area - Indoor Pool and Hot-tubs.
The Armory - If you can kill someone with it, it's there.
The Conservatory - Rare plant specimens abound!
Covered Walkways - Are Covered.


Basement 1


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Water Works - A veritable mass of pipes.
The Vaults - Shiny...
The Labs - Beware the Mutant-Half-Were-Pirate-Zombie-Dog.
Detention Blocks - Totally humane, we swear! :smalleek:
Sparring Pits
Training Mats
Shooting Range
Obstacle Course Area - Over eleventy billion possible combinations!


Basement 2


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Secret Drone Factory - Completely Inaccessible. Who built it? SECRET! Who designed the drones? SECRET! How do the drones even get from the factory to the base if it's 'completely inaccessible' anyway? I SAID IT'S SECRET GODDAMIT!
Particle Accelerator - Why do we even have one of these? :smallconfused:


Old GLoG HQ Map
Great Room
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Portal between GLoG and Farthing Cottage. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=111819) Requested by Kaelaroth.

If you have a question, please read our FAQ first, it may already have been answered:
FAQ:

What's the point? Isn't there already a good aligned organization? Why didn't you just join HALO?

OOC, we have nothing against HALO. (IC may be a different story.) However, we wanted an organization that only allows good-aligned members and focuses on the redemption of evildoers. If the real world can have multiple organizations for the purpose of doing good, we don't see why the forum can't hold more than one as well.

No seriously. Aren't you just a HALO clone?

Not intentionally. We have our own purpose and our own mission, which overlaps somewhat with HALO's, but is not identical.

Why don't you let anyone post in the main thread without PMing first?

OOC answer: Honestly, we tried it, and it was too chaotic to read.
IC answer: You don't let strangers wander into your house at all hours, do you? We just want to know who is in our house.

Still, it seems awfully rude. You've offended a lot of people.

We're sorry. We didn't mean to. :smallfrown:

What's the point of the visitor's centre?

We still want to play nicely with others! So we set up the visitor's centre thread to provide an IC access port.

Are you part of the Town? Or are you in an extra dimension?

We didn't really know at first, but when AMEN contacted us, it seemed clear that we inhabited some sort of reality with AMEN and HALO. Which means we aren't Town. I think. (Really, we're making this up as we go along!)

New answer: Everyone's a part of the town, but the rules are different here, Town laws do not apply. ACRONYM rules do. So respect the rules, and we will all get along just fine. :smallbiggrin:

Will you be interacting with the other groups?

Yes, but we haven't worked out the mechanics yet. We're officially at war with AMEN, but we don't want random fighting going on in our headquarters. So we might be setting up a war thread or a plot thread or something, but we don't know yet.

As far as HALO goes, we have no formal ties with them, though there is some membership overlap, and we're currently in discussions. IC, some of us have formed a negative opinion of HALO. It doesn't mean we have a problem with you OOC. (Honestly, Turtle isn't the brightest crayon in the box, and she's very defensive about being a former evildoer.)

We interact with other groups quite a lot, though the war with AMEN has come to an end.

GLoG is a pretty silly name, isn't it?

Yes. Yes it is. One of our founding members used to belong to the Evil League of Evil (If you haven't heard of it, google 'Dr Horrible'), so when she turned good, it seemed reasonable to form the Good League of Good.


Members Only Areas:
Some areas of the base are DNA locked and alignment locked so that only members with no evil intent can enter unescorted. These include the Security Room, the Armoury, the Detention Wing, and the Artifact Vault.

Artifact Vault - Set next to the Armory, this is where GLoG's major artifacts are stored. The door is DNA locked to members only.
The Brightheart
The Brightheart is a plain orb, set upon a stone plinth labeled 'The Brightheart'. Also on the plinth is a note that says:
'Do Not Remove. Ever. No, not even then. (But maybe then.)'
The Brightheart itself glows with inner light, and throws up a positive energy blanket of moderate strength (heals most surface wounds, and makes undead sick) a few meters in radius. Touching the Brightheart results in having a large amount of positive energy run through you (heals all wounds, and drives undead to near death). Inside the plinth itself is a gate to the Negative Energy realm, which draws off the excess positive energy from the Brightheart. Should the Brightheart be removed, and taken away from the base without the necessary preparations being made, two Very Bad ThingsTM will happen.
A) The Brightheart's positive energy will not be siphoned off, and so it will be returned to full strength, throwing up a powerful positive energy blanket about a kilometer in radius, and killing anyone who touches it, living or no, through sheer positive energy overdose.
B) The gate to the Negative Energy realm will become unstable and tear, creating a giant Negative Energy rift in the middle of GLoG.

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Here's our Wiki (http://goodleagueofgood.wikidot.com/start)

What defences does GLoG have? Find out here (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5398371&postcount=444).
Security cameras (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5229752&postcount=219) (you don't need to read it before joining, but this seemed as good a place to put it as any)
And finally, The Drones in GLoG. (http://goodleagueofgood.wikidot.com/glog-drones-list)
The GLoG/HALO portal:
The portal between GLoG and HALO is still open, providing instantaneous transportation between the two organisations.
But anyone passing through it arrives outside the front door. If they've already been cleared (previously interacted with GLoG without hostilities), they can walk straight in without having to roleplay out knocking on the door and so on.
First time visitors, or people who have previously caused trouble have to wait for someone to undeadtime to decide whether they can enter the building (GLoG), or not.

[AmberVael]

Falgorn reappears to collect the paper. "Show some decency. It's not your mother's house."

The paper still being balled up in Glorious Serenity's hand, Falgorn fails to collect it. She doesn't even respond to him, just brushing past and ignoring his presence.

[Jacklu]

Tia rounds the corner and enters the main hall in the process of pulling a shirt and pants on over a red bikini. She stops and looks at Glorious Serenity, taking her in. ((psst, this is a subtle request for a description :smallwink: )) The young woman with short red hair and green eyes glances around the room to be sure nobody else came in with her.

[AmberVael]

Glorious Serenity is not a normal woman. She is tall, easily clearing six feet, and has a good deal of muscle, though not to the extent that it detracts from her appearance. She has an air of intimidating, herculean perfection about her, and her skin gleams as if it had been oiled. Her hair is tied back in a long black braid, and her green eyes rove over the base as she examines it, trying to find anything of interest...

Serene looks down at Tia and raises an eyebrow at her.
"And you are?"
Her voice is soft, but filled with authority.

[Jacklu]

Tia gulps and looks up at the woman. She recognizes deserved authority when she hears it. Masha Saotome.

[AmberVael]

"Tell me, Masha, where are the champions of this place?"
Serene focuses her heavy gaze on the girl, the full weight of her presence falling hard upon her.

[Jacklu]

Tia trembles and sinks under the weight. I... I don't know. I just got here. As the weight bares harder and harder upon her, her stance shifts. She slowly and subtly falls into a defensive stance. Hard to identify to those who are unfamiliar with the martial arts, it is a well designed and practiced stance. The kind that tells a master that there is more going on with her than appears on the surface. Are... Are you looking to fight somebody?

[AmberVael]

Danger.
Think Serene and her demon at the same time. In an instant, her sheathed sword has been swung down in a counter position to Tia's stance, mimicking a similar martial arts style, but implementing the sword in its use.

Tia may notice that the sword in question is disconcertingly difficult to understand. Despite how it is quite obviously there, it could be any size from a short sword to a oversized claymore, and any shape from rapier to falchion. It's very confusing....

"Perhaps... is that a challenge?"
There is a vivid interest in Serene's eyes now.

[ThePhantom]

Marley walks into the great room.
"Uh oh."

[Jacklu]

Tia eyes the sword, trying to focus on its form and size. Giving up on that, she sets her eyes on her opponent's. A smile creeps onto her face. I guess it is. Her fighting spirit flares up around her. Her position shifts into an offensive one. For a moment, I thought you were somebody else. But seeing as you are not him, I think I might enjoy a good spar.

[AmberVael]

"I'm quite certain I am not a man."
Says Serene, shifting into a more defensive stance, a flicker of green light forming around her.
"And I accept your challenge. Come at me when you're ready."

[ThePhantom]

Marley runs out of the room and heads to the security room.
"Sure, they might want a duel, but I prefer something more certain when dealing with a problem. Now, how let's see, how send a massive amount of security drones?"

[Jacklu]

Tia flashes and vanishes in a blur of acceleration. She leaps to the side, flanking Serenity to the left. She lands and springs towards her opponent. She aims a powerful chop at the woman's weapon hand, seeking to disarm her before the fight gets underway.

[AmberVael]

As Tia shifts her position, Serene blurs to one side to keep opposite and facing her, matching the speed displayed by her opponent.
"I race the wind as it blows, learn from its swiftness."
As Tia strikes, her entire form seems to ripple and blur, her movement slowing as she gains a position out of the path of the blow.
"Who can touch the air, or catch the breeze in their hand?"
Her sheathed sword whirls out and under the girl's arms in an attempt to deliver Tia a solid blow to the stomach.

[Jacklu]

Tia reads the attack at the last moment and reverses direction, allowing the blow to propel her backwards as apposed to knocking the wind out of her. A small, round object falls to the ground at Serenity's feet. A short fuse fizzles before the fire bomb explodes is a flash of bright light and concussive noise. Not deadly, but a good flash bang. Happosai Fire Burst! Tia lands and falls into a ready position again.

[ThePhantom]

"Here we go. Now, lets just give our follow member a chance to win this, before I send in the drones."

[AmberVael]

Time slows to a crawl for Serene, and she leaps up and backwards, gathering momentum at an impossible rate as she lips one hundred and eight degrees in the air, landing on the ceiling feet first and skidding along it, completely ignoring that gravity should be pulling her in quite the opposite direction.

"What mars the grace of the zephyr, or tells it where it must go? Only the fool questions its passage."

She races along the ceiling and leaps down towards Tia, her sword flashing out in a flurry of strikes as she flips and regains her footing on the ground.

[Jacklu]

Tia follows her movements, pivoting in place so that she is always facing her opponent. As Serenity descends towards her, Tia grabs her shirt and tears it off. She wraps it rapidly around her wrist, twisting and binding the material to give it a bit of extra strength. As Serenity launches her flurry of blows, Tia uses the shirt covered wrist to block them, always twisting her wrist to impact the side of the blade when possible. As soon as the buffet ends, Tia tears off the tattered remains of the shirt and throws them at Serenity. A thin wisp of smoke trails the cloth, tell tail of another explosive. Tia waits for the exact moment Serenity moves and vaults in a path that will give her an interception and a chance to launch her own blitz of lighting punches.

[AmberVael]

Serene side steps and moves her sword to bat the bomb out of the way as she dashes off to the side- movement which is quickly checked and reversed as Tia intercepts her. The warrior deflects each blow with neat twists of her arms, pushing the attacks away to try and throw the woman off balance before striking out with an overhead sword stroke that makes the air hum loudly with its speed.

[Jacklu]

Tia is frustrated by her opponents impressive speed. She wouldn't have pegged her for being this swift, judging from her size and build. She tries to land blows until Serenity returns with her own attack. The girl disengages, throwing her weight down and back, allowing her to drop away from the weapons arc just in time to hear it go singing by. Oops, that sucker is deceptive in its dimensions. Too late does Tia realize the sword is several inches longer than she thought a moment ago. There is a rending tear as she doges back and rolls to her feet. She checks herself for injury quickly and finds her borrowed pants now pinned to the floor by Serenity's weapon. Vidalia is going to be mad... On the bright side, the fan service quota of this fight just sky rocketed, for those who can keep up with the action, as Tia is now wearing nothing but a red bikini. She holds up her hand and motions for her foe to come at her. Her next attack requires her to allow her enemy to stay on the offensive while she skillfully draws her in an ever narrowing spiral path. She only hopes that Serenity is too focused on landing a blow to note the intentionality of her moves.

[AmberVael]

Serene leaps forwards, moving in the spiral and spinning with it, using the movement to her advantage as she launches a wave of four arcing and spiraling cuts at Tia.

"Who dares step into the tempest- defy the storm and brave the cutting wind?"

Her sword vanishes as she completes the fourth stroke, but she whips out with her opposite hand in a surprise, wide strike, and the sword flickers into being as she strikes with it before fading back into nothingness after the attack.

[Jacklu]

Tia dodges the first three strokes, further leading her foes into her trap. The final blow catches her by surprise, landing heavily against her side. She grunts with pain as the blow opens her barely healed wounds for her scuffle with a wild wolf just the night before. Too late. She reaches the center and of the spiral and raises her fist upwards. Flying Dragon Ascension Wave! She lets loose a blast of stone cold battle resolve that draws the fiery battle spirit she and Serenity had left behind in a spiral inward and up. The energies converge, rushing together upwards, creating a powerful whirlwind that strives to suck Serenity upwards and send her careening out of control though the air.

[AmberVael]

Watch out!
Serene's demon shouts in her mind, but Serene leaps into the whirlwind, flinging upwards and riding the wave of energy upwards, being thrown away from Tia, but doing so in a controlled manner that once again sends her skidding along the ceiling until she slows, at which point she drops and does a neat flip to land on her feet.

"You're far better than I expected."

[Jacklu]

Tia faces her and grins. I could say the same. Not many survive that attack in one piece. She coughs and winces. Blood flows from the re-opened wounds on her side. I seem to be at a bit of a disadvantage. Mind if we give this one more good go to see who come out on top?

[AmberVael]

"Tempting as it is, you are injured, and I do not wish to further complicate your problems. To fight against you successfully might end up with me using more force against you than you can take."
Serene flips her sword across her back, standing straight.

[Jacklu]

Tia seems a little confused by this response. She starts to disagree, but realizes that she probably wouldn't win if they did go all out at this point. Fine. But this is not a win for you. This is a postponement till a later date. She holds her side to try to staunch the bleeding.

[AmberVael]

"...as you wish."
Serene gives Tia a formal, almost mocking bow.

[Lex-Kat]

Vidalia wakes up, and upon not seeing Tia, runs out of the hot tub, barely remember to grab her top as she went, which she takes the time to put on.

Once in the great room, she sees Tia bleeing, and a stranger facing her.

Tia!!! She screams as she runs to her side. Let me help you!

[The Bushranger]

Sam checks Dani, and the stuff, for any tracking devices or other... unpleasantness.

She'll find...well, nothing at all. However it does appear that Dani was injected with something...






Meanwhile, of attention to people elsewhere, there's a knock at the main door.
Or, perhaps rather, at where the main door used to be.

[RabbitHoleLost]

Nikolai softly padded from her room once again. She was making a habit of this, running from the kitchen to her quiet, nearly empty room.
As usual, a scarf was tied around her neck, her flesh almost completely covered in long billowy fabrics of purple and black.
The red-head moved slowly back to the kitchen, taking up her spot from earlier in the day.

[Reinholdt]

Reinholdt's in the kitchen. When'd he get it back? "Hello Nikki." Sly grin here.


*****

Butler answers the once door. :smallfrown:

"Hello sir. Welcome to GLoG sir. Pardon the mess sir. How may I help you today sir?"

Replace sir with ma'am as needed.

[Jacklu]

Tia is about to say something snarky in reply when Vidalia comes running into the room. She looks at her and visibly drops out of combat ready mode. Vidalia. I'm okay but... The clothes you lent me got ruined. Sorry.

[The Bushranger]

It'd definitly be ma'am.

Because it's Patricia standing at the door!

Er...hello. Looks like you had a bit of an accident here... She studies the ruined door, then removes her glasses, tucking them away and revealing her bright blue eyes. You must be Butler.

[RabbitHoleLost]

"...Reinholdt." Nikolai begrudgingly greeted the cat man, the feeling of being covered in slime overcoming her. Her skin prickled into goosebumps, and she stopped in her tracks, moving no closer to Reinholdt.

[Reinholdt]

"Well... sit down." He pats the seat nearby, though there are seats across from him as well. "I hope you've been doing well."


*****

"Ah, yes ma'am. I'm not really sure what happened here ma'am. Sorry about that ma'am. What can I do for you ma'am?" He ushers her inside.

[RabbitHoleLost]

"I hope you won't be offended if I refuse." Awkwardly, the necrophiliamancer shuffled her feet under her, watching the linoleum floors intently.
"I've been well enough, since Rayd's returned."

[Reinholdt]

"Rayd, huh? He's the one who shows you... special affection?" A la torture.

[The Bushranger]

Well, my mom always told me stories about here, and I though I'd stop by to see it for myself. Stepping in and looking around in wonderment, Patty almost seems like she feels she's inspecting a museum...

[RabbitHoleLost]

Nikolai's face turned a lovely shade of crimson as her glance shot up, turning into a hard glare on the catman.
"That..that isn't any of your business at all."

[Reinholdt]

"No, I suppose it isn't. Cats are naturally curious, didn't you know?" He waves that aside dismissively. It was pretty obvious anyways from what little he saw earlier.

"But aside from that, I believe I owe you an apology. What I did was incredibly inappropriate and rather foolish. I'm sorry."


*****

"Certainly ma'am. Would you like to see a tour ma'am?" Say yes!
>>

[Lex-Kat]

That's okay Tia, I'm more worried about your bleeding. She attempts to take off Tia's shirt, because it's the only one available, and uses it to stop the blood flow.

Let's get ou to the infirmary.

[The Bushranger]

No thank you.
Dang! :smalltongue:
I pretty much know how everything is, my mom visited her friends here a few times...
The black-haired girl blinks.
Then blinks again.

...Serene?

She gives Vidalia and Tia a quick nod, not phased in the least by the shirt removal.

[RabbitHoleLost]

Again, Nikolai lifted her hand, almost mechanically, to trace her finger down along her chest, which had the single long scar that Reinholdt had inflicted on her once before, though it was hidden by her shirt.
"You aren't a simple cat, and we both know that." She hissed.
So uncharacteristically angry, she was, when it came to Reinholdt.
"And a simple apology won't solve anything. You would have raped me, maybe killed me. You don't seem remorseful about it in the least."

[AmberVael]

Serene would do something in terms of Tia and and Vidalia, but as she is addressed, she turns to look in the appropriate direction.
"Ah, Patricia. I didn't expect to see you here, though I suppose once I was finished with the door, anyone could wander in."

[Reinholdt]

Reinholdt bites his lip and narrows his eyes at her. "But I didn't did I? I suppose you're under this impression that I'm as happy and cheerful as I act to be, huh? I can assure you, I've had remorse a plenty. But whatever. I'm not actually looking for your forgiveness. Just that you know." He knows better than to go around in life expecting forgiveness.


*****

"Serene ma'am? No, I don't think we have any of that type of shampoo ma'am. We do have head and shoulders though ma'am."

[The Bushranger]

Patty rolls her eyes cheerfully at Butler. Actually, I've been told Pantene is the only thing that gets out deadtime ooze. She shakes her head and then nods to Serene. Well, the feeling is mutual. I really should have stopped at HALO first but I figured mom is probably off on that eternal honeymoon of hers so I thought I'd stop by here first instead. Patty chuckles. So, how many XP did you get from the door?

[Jacklu]

Well considering that her shirt is her bikini top... <.< Off it comes! =D And so the half naked Tia is led to the infirmary.

[RabbitHoleLost]

And Nikolai looks positively disgusted now.
"You're so...so..." Disgust morphed to frustration, as the young girl found herself to be without any readily available insults. She'd never had need for them before.
"There's something seriously wrong with you, Reinholdt!"
Duh.

[AmberVael]

"I'm sorry?"
Serene doesn't seem to have comprehended anything Patricia said.

[Reinholdt]

"So I've heard. Repeatedly. By everyone who has ever met me." :smallannoyed:
Maybe that's why they keep leaving him.

"Well... can't say I didn't try to apologize at least."


*****

Butler leaves to go test that shampoo theory.

[billtodamax]

Curses, ninja'd by the second page. Well, Vlad enters the great room and looks around.

[The Bushranger]

...I'm just as surprised to see you here as you are me? Patty condenses her words for the benifit of her audience. :smalltongue:


((Um, Bill?
...
What bleeding girl? What person behind the door?))

[AmberVael]

Serene was more thrown off by the Mechanics speech (which Vael's character refuse to comprehend), and the mention of someone she has no knowledge of.
"I got that much."
Says Serene rather severely.

[RabbitHoleLost]

Crossing her arms, she continued to give Reinholdt a not-nice stare.
"Perhaps someone is trying to tell you something."

[Reinholdt]

"That I'm Dangerously Insane? I suppose someone is..." Joy.

[Lex-Kat]

After cleaning up Tia's wound and bandaging it up again, if Tia allows her to, Vidalia will give her a new shirt and skirt to wear. There ya go.

I have to go to bed. When you get tired, you can come into my room to sleep, if you want.

Then Vidalia goes to bed.

[Reinholdt]

Reinholdt leaves for now, knowing Nikolai has fallen into deadtime without mentioning it to anyone. Curse those invisible oozes.

[The Bushranger]

:smalltongue:

Well, then, you got everything that needed to be said, I suppose. Patty chuckles and tosses her hair in a bemused fashion. So aside from the poor defenseless door getting its backside handed to it, have you been...entertained here?

[AmberVael]

"I have indeed. But I think I must take my leave for now..."
Serene says, stretching her arms.

[billtodamax]

((BR? read to the end of the first page, then imagine you're posting from there. I is dumb.))

Vlad walks into the kitchen.

[The Bushranger]

((Ah. I wondered...no worries. :) ))

Aww, leaving so soon? I'm sure we'll bump into each other again at some point. Patty waves, actually looking, for a moment, genuinely dissapointed at Serene's departure, before giving a nod to Vlad and turning to give herself the self-tour of the base.

[AmberVael]

"No doubt."
Serene smirks and leaves.

((Deadtime))

[billtodamax]

Vlad nods back to Patty. Then he gets some generic food.

[Jacklu]

Tia is bandaged and dressed. She waits for a little while after Vidalia has gone off to bed before leaving the infirmary. She wanders through the quiet halls for a little while before heading back towards Vidalia's room. She stops at the infirmary on the way back and gets herself a glass of water which she carries with her. When she reaches the room, she strips down and places her cloths in a neat pile out of the way on the outside of the door. She then dumps the cold water on herself. A moment later a fox curls up on the makeshift bed outside Vidalia's room and settles down for the night.

[Ashen Lilies]

Is that Khiansa wandering around GLoG, mooching around as if looking for a friend... or a hug... or a... a... a......... pleasedon'thurtme? :smalleek:

But yeah. Looking for someone. Maybe Chelonie. Or a plot clone of Chelonie.


...
Meanwhile, the front door is being fixed by Engineering Drones. And the Rose Garden is being replanted as well, the soil apparently having become the most fertile soil... anywhere, thanks to Falgorn.
And look, there's a drone in a suit overseeing the replanting. A weird looking suit too.

[Reinholdt]

And is that Reinholdt the humanoid catman about to turn the corner and run into Khiansa?
Probably.
For chaos purposes purely.

[Ashen Lilies]

And strangely, there is no flipping out. Only a look. A look strong enough to make paladins quail before his might. It worked on the elves. And not those tree-hugging hippie elves either. I mean those overpowered, super-fast, magic-slinging, Paolini-described uber-humans of Herculean strength. Of course, said elves didn't have long to quail before Khiansa killed them.
And then he speaks. In a light, calm tone, as if conversing with a beloved friend.
"I was not aware you were a member here. Or are you up to your usual mischief."
If you can call attempted universal destruction mischief.

[happyturtle]

And behold! A plot clone of Chelonie wheels into the greatroom, her wheelchair's electric motor humming in a way she finds intensely annoying.

[Reinholdt]

Mischief! and Mayhem! and Carnage! and... I'm sorry. What were we talking about?

Reinholdt shrinks back slightly, though recovers quickly from the initial glare. "I've only recently joined."

Reinholdt looks over at Chelonie. "Hello. Feeling any better?"

[Ashen Lilies]

Indeed. She's going to have to get one of those magitek ones. Much more quiet. The only problem is that if you get hit by any sort of counter-magic, you get stopped dead. But an EMP would do the same for her current one, so blah.

"Hello. It's good to see you."

[happyturtle]

"I'm feeling fine," Chelonie says. "It's good to see you as well, Khiansa. I'm glad you weren't affected as badly by the hospital as I was."

[Reinholdt]

"The hospital?" :smallconfused:
He's heard rumors of its destruction.

[Ashen Lilies]

"I wouldn't quite say that. I'm loath to give you something else to worry about, but I think you need to know this. The Brightheart... [dramatic pause]... has been stolen."

[happyturtle]

"The hospital is destroyed. Khiansa and I tried to clean it out, but it's too big a job for a small team. And I was exposed to something there that acted as a trigger for chronic fatigue syndrome." Chelonie frowns at the news of the Brightheart. Didn't Magtok say he was using it? She tries to puzzle it out, but the brain fog just makes her confused and tired. "Any idea who took it?"

[Reinholdt]

Reinholdt doesn't miss a beat and his face turns to that of surprise when he hears this. He was honestly expecting it. If Khiansa hadn't told Chelonie earlier than it was a trap to test him. Either way, his reaction needed to be the same.

Stupid simulcram. Finishing the job after Reinholdt thought it was dead and after joining GLoG.

Still, he stays quiet for Chelonie.

[Ashen Lilies]

"I checked the security feeds. It was a cat. And not the one with us here."
He completely ignores Reinholdt.

[Lord Magtok]

Oh dear. Magtok probably should've taken the time to cut out that bit of footage.

[happyturtle]

And so Chelonie jumps to exactly the wrong conclusion about the wrong cat for the wrong reasons. "There's been another talking cat around here, with a blue star. I tried to kill it, but it escaped. I can only speculate that the lich took more than one cat with him from Reinholdt's homeworld."

Her volume drops and her words slow as she speaks. Talking and thinking this much is making her tired.

[Reinholdt]

La de da. Reinholdt is ignored. Of course then Chelonie drops something of a bomb on him. Even if he knows it's not the cat that stole the Brightheart. If it was the Simulcram, Chelonie would've pegged it as Reinholdt.

So either she's delusional or... she's telling... the truth...

Reinholdt pales considerably and makes his way to a chair to sit rather finding all his strength has quite disappeared in seconds. Stunned Reinholdt is stunned.

[Ashen Lilies]

I wonder if she'll achieve ultimate arcane power?

Khiansa, seeing Chelonie's exhaustion decides not to press the matter.
"You should rest, Chelonie."

[happyturtle]

"Yeah... I think I should... take some rest..."

And Chelonie uses the joystick on her wheelchair to take her back to her quarters. Her steering is a little clumsy, but nothing to be too alarmed about.

Her player goes to have a rest as well. Stupid cfs.

[Reinholdt]

Sit.
Sit.
Stare.
Stare.
Sit.
Stare.
Drool a little? Nah. None of that fortunately.
Sit.
Stare.

Until Reinholdt decides it's time to go check the security footage to verify what Chelonie said. To the security room.

[Ashen Lilies]

Hey look. It's Phoenix, looking... oddly blank. I think it's the Deadtime Ooze attached to the base of his neck.
...
Braaiiiinnnsss.....

((Feel free to deadtime him into the plot or something. If it's not too much trouble.))

[Neon Knight]

Corentin Apollinaire, Gentleman Adventurer, leads a pair of horses into the shadowland around GLoG, hopefully bearing Crimson, Irene, and Quinn. Arriving at GLoG, he would help them all dismount before leading the horses a short distance away to his servant, Giles, who would take the horses from there.

[Reinholdt]

Irene arrives outside with the rest of the group. "Wow. What happened here? You know what? Nevermind. I don't want to know." If those idiots had listened to her in the first place this never would have happened. Now they're reaping their just desserts. Hmph.

[AmberVael]

The shadow land around GLoG has receded a fair bit by now, but the flickery, shadowy area is still there.
"Um... well, we'll all need to stand over there. And hold hands."
Crimson says, pointing to the shadowland.
She looks extremely ashamed at Irene's comment.

[Neon Knight]

Corentin nodded to Crimson, then turned to Irene. "Do you want me fetch... Phoenix, was it?"

[Reinholdt]

"Yes that's right. Phoenix. He's the guy over there." Irene points. How convenient. "HI PHOENIX!!" She waves.

[AmberVael]

Crimson smiles faintly, and moves to take Corentin and Irene's hands.
"Come on then."

[Neon Knight]

Corentin gently took Crimson's hand, giving it a soft reassuring squeeze before waiting for her to begin.

[Reinholdt]

Irene snatches Phoenix's hand in one of hers, while taking Crimson's hand with the other.

I don't think it'd be a stretch to presume Quinn is holding hands too.

Hippies. :smallyuk: :smalltongue:

[AmberVael]

Crimson smiles up at Corentin, then closes her eyes and begins focusing, murmuring quiet words.
The shadow around the group begins concentrating and growing.

[Reinholdt]

Irene's seen this trick once before. Still is a bit creepy though. Those underworlders and their shadows. Oh well. She holds on tight and waits patiently.

[Neon Knight]

Corentin hadn't, but he was used to just going with the flow. And he trusted Crimson. So he too waited patiently and silently.

[Morty]

Wenomir is in the training room again, this time doing pull-ups.

[AmberVael]

(Sorry, a coworker came along and I had to talk to him)

Crimson's magic pulls them all into the Underworld. (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=111002&page=13)

[Reinholdt]

Irene poofs.


*****

Reinholdt punches the wall in the security room, having finally found what Chelonie was talking about. The catman ignores the hurt as his body shakes. It was true. It couldn't be a coincidence either. Calublufiok... that bastard. He always had one more trick up his sleeve.

"AARGH!!" Reinholdt decides the best thing to do right now is to kick the wall. Repeatedly. Ignoring any damage he's doing to himself.

So loud banging can probably be heard from the security room right about now.

[Falgorn]

Marcos wakes up, and goes out of his room, still wearing his jammies!

[The Bushranger]

Quinn stays quiet, but gives Crimson's hand a squeeze when she notices how the girl is looking down...

And off they go!





Meanwhile in Sam's room, Dani starts to toss and turn in her by now obviously drugged sleep

[FireFox]

Sam is in her room, watching over the sleeping Dani. On the desk is the original bag of Dani's purchases.
You dirty ninja.
Sam reaches out to lay a comforting hand on Dani's shoulder, trying to stir her out of it.

[The Bushranger]

Pirates > ninjas!


Dani immediatly calms at Sam's touch, her restlessness ceasing as she relaxes.

[FireFox]

Sh... It's okay... I'm here... Sleep, love... Sam sits on the bed next to Dani, and softly strokes her arm

[The Bushranger]

Dani seems to calm even more, and the very smallest of smiles appears on her face, as she shifts a little and tries to hug Sam's arm...

[FireFox]

Sam's arm is grabbed, and probably results in the older woman shifting on the bed awkwardly due to the pain of having her arm twisted.

[The Bushranger]

Ouch. Poor Sam...
Dani, in her not-hardly-consious-at-all state, isn't letting go, either, clinging tightly almost as if she were holding a life preserver.

[Morty]

Wenomir is still in the training room, doing an excercise routine.

[FireFox]

Sam finally lies down above Dani, crossing her T, as it were, with her arm straight down and being held tightly.

[The Bushranger]

And Dani looks to be...peaceful, now, not quite holding as tight but still being a cling-on.

[FireFox]

Sam continues to lie there quietly, proping her head up on her free hand.

[Reinholdt]

The loud bangs in the security room have probably stopped by now.
Probablllly.
*BANG*
Ok. No. But they have slowed considerably.

[Morty]

Wenomr hears the bang. He grabs his sword and heads there from the training room. He's not wearing his armor though, just a worn, loose brown shirt.

[Reinholdt]

Tis merely Reinholdt. Based off of that bloody fist and bloody shoe and the blood on the wall, someone's been pitching a fit. A second look would show that Reinholdt himself seems relatively unharmed, if obviously exhausted and frustrated. Silly unnatural healing.

The screen is paused on an image of Chelonie in the rose garden with Dani and a brown cat with a blue star if I remember it all correctly. Chelonie is pointing the gun at the cat.

[Morty]

Okay, what's with the noise? Wenomir asks. He can't seathe his sword, so he just kind of leans on it.

[Reinholdt]

"What?" Someone speaking up seems to snap Reinholdt out of whatever thoughts he was lost in. He looks around a bit at the quasi-mess.

"Oh. Sorry about that... I just... sorry."

[Morty]

Nope, "sorry" won't suffice. What is this blood doing on the wall? He glances at the screen, which confuses him even more.

[Reinholdt]

Reinholdt sighs and rubs the back of his neck. "It's mine. I guess I hit the wall too hard a few times." If he was stronger he may have created some actual dents.

A few times being a number of times in the last three to four hours that he's been attacking the innocent wall.

[Morty]

Why? Wenomir asks, clearly unwilling to let go of the issue.

[Reinholdt]

Reinholdt points at the screen.

"That... that... that cat! That talking cat with a blue star just like the one I had! Calublufiok had another one under his thumb and he hid him from me all these years!" Reinholdt is too tired from being mad to get more mad, so no wall punching occurs.

[Morty]

Well, what did you expect? He was a genocidal, evil lich straight from a low-grade legend. Of course he hid stuff from you.

[Jackalajack]

George wanders back after a sufficiently long dead time. Where was he? Who knows. Definitely not anything related to character exposition, nope nope.

"Oh gosh that was an ultra long adventure I had and I am so super glad to be back! Gee, I wonder where everyone is!"

[Reinholdt]

Reinholdt's eye twitches. "I am aware of that, thank you very much." :smallyuk:

"I knew that more than anyone. He hid stuff from me all the time. It's just... the fact he's put someone else through all... that... and I was fairly certain he didn't take anyone else from my world."


*****

Butler spots George! Go shirtless catman butler go! "Hello sir. How are you doing today sir?"

[Morty]

Oh, right. Wenomir remembers what he heard about Reinholdt's life. Well, what makes you think it's someone from your world?

[Jackalajack]

"Oh gosh, sir, I am so very fine thank you for asking!" responds George, flashing his Wide-Smile™. "And how are you?"

[Reinholdt]

"Well... the star mostly I guess. It's pretty unusual for a talking cat to have a star like that. But Calublufiok had copies of the original. And Chelonie said so..." He got so wrapped up in being pissed off, he didn't really consider other options.

Largely because the coincidence in the matter and the odds would be so astronomically high...


*****

Butler's trademark smile! It's catching! Oh well. He smiles back. "I'm doing well sir. I haven't seen you here before sir? Are you new here sir. Or are you a vegeteranian sir?"

[The Bushranger]

And, finally, Dani's eyes start to flutter open a little, as she relaxes her grip on Sam's arm a bit.

[Morty]

Wenomir rubs his forehead. You know, I'm pretty sure I've seen talking animals around here. And star is a common enough shape.

[Jackalajack]

"Well yes I am sort of knew, but not really. I have been here for a few days although yesterday and the day before I have been doing things and gosh I am glad to be back the people here are so very nice! Like you! But no I am not a vegeteramushickle...vegeteragladun...vegetable person."

[FireFox]

Sam makes sure the first thing Dani sees is her smiling face, so she doesn't panic or worry.

[Reinholdt]

"I guess..." Just seems so unlikely to have any other explanation though.


*****

"Vegeteranian sir. Not vegetable sir. Vegetables are plants sir. Vegeteranian is someone who's been around a really long time sir. Have you been given the tour yet sir?"

[Morty]

Do you know where that cat is right now? Coincidence or not, paranoia pays off 'round here.

[The Bushranger]

And, after a moment of frantic looking around, Dani manages to focus on Sam's face, and visibly relaxes back into the bed.
Y...came for me. she whispers, each word clearly a great effort.

[Jackalajack]

"Oh. No I have not been given a tour. But a nice robot showed me the kitchen and then I found the training room where I met this girl named Zee and she showed me the medical place after she knocked somebody out because they were fighting and I think fighting is wrong." explains George. "But gosh if you're offering to give me a tour I will be very much happy to come along!"

[FireFox]

Assuming the grip on her arm has been loosened, Sam tries to shift so she's lying next to her partner. I did. Are you all right, Dani?

[Reinholdt]

Hehe. Doesn't it?
Reinholdt shakes his head. "No. It left a number of days ago and I only just found out about it. The blood rain outside would've covered any scent so tracking it isn't really an option. It could be anywhere by now."


*****

Butler smiles. Yay! A tour! He hasn't gotten to do that in a while! "This way sir!" If George follows he'll show him the various places. The great room, the infirmary, the library, the member's quarters, the Strange Purple Glowy Things (portals), the labs, the detention cells, the unused offices, unused shrines, the now dead rose garden, the now dead conservatory, the training room, the armory, the hot tub, the swimming pool, the suana, the fountain out front, the enclosed open wood space (gazebo), the artifact vault, the pipeworks, the sparring pits, the shooting range, the obstacle course, the laundry room, and finally the Great Closet.

Lots of sirs.

[The Bushranger]

It has.
Feel...fuzzy. Sore...
Dani turns to try to curl up against Sam, tucking her head under her partner's chin. Knew you'd...be there, save me.

[Morty]

Drat. Well, let me know if it shows up again. Wenomir turns to leave.

[FireFox]

I'll always save you. Sam swallows hard and puts an arm around her. Dani, I need you to focus, all right? How are you? Everything fine?

[Jackalajack]

For every sir, George has a "gosh", "gee", "golly", "super", "ultra", or "really".

"My that was a super interesting tour Mr...Mr...Mr...What's your name? I'm George" asks George, curious.

[The Bushranger]

Dani smiles at Sam's words, snuggling closer, and trying to wrap her still fogged brain around things. I'm...tired. Weak. I...think I'm alright other...otherwise.

And then something occurs to her, and she starts to sniffle.
Sorry I...left...disobeyed. Thought I could...buy presents...

[Reinholdt]

Reinholdt nods as Wenomir leaves. "Alright." He looks back at the monitor before shutting it off. Bah!

He goes to clean himself up before heading to the vault. There was a book he still wanted to investigate.


*****

Butler bows to George. "Butler B. Butler sir. A pleasure to meet you sir. Can I get anything for you now that the tour is over sir?"

[Jackalajack]

"Well gee, not really! I don't need much. But could you pretty please tell me what the B. stands for in your name? Is it Butler? I bet it's Butler!" inquires George, sitting down somewhere that is appropriate for sitting.

[FireFox]

They drugged you, love. You'll be fine... Sam tries to kiss Dani's head and snuggle back, but finds herself watering up. It's okay... I... I have your bag here...

[AmberVael]

There is a faint tapping on the newly repaired door.
Here's hoping someone will answer it this time... :smalltongue:

[Reinholdt]

Butler grins widely. "That's right sir! It's Butler Butler Butler sir! I choose the name myself sir. You're very clever sir." Nobody's ever guessed his middle name before!

Out loud...

[Morty]

And lo, Wenomir, who put his armor on in the meantime, opens the door.

[The Bushranger]

Dani smiles and hugs Sam as tightly as she can.
You...do? Good...
She manages to giggle softly.
Early...presents then. Love you...

[AmberVael]

It's Serene again!
She actually looks moderately displeased that she doesn't have an excuse to bash down the door again.
The herculean, sword wielding warrior woman nods her thanks to Wenomir and will simply brush past him and into the base unless otherwise stopped, the alignment detector screaming "EVIL" once more.

[FireFox]

God, I love you too... She starts crying and hugs Dani back.

[Jackalajack]

"Well, gosh, I think such a super nice person needs an extra cooler name! It needs to have triple more uniqueness!" George thinks a bit before going "Aha!" then he shakes his head, saying "No..." before going "Aha!" once more. "How about...Super Butler the Magnificent?!"

[Morty]

Hey, hey hey hey. Who do you think you are, just barging in without so much as a word?

[AmberVael]

"I am Glorious Serenity. Step aside."
The woman says with supreme confidence.

[Reinholdt]

Butler raises an eyebrow. "Super Butler the Magnificent sir? But I'm not made of metal sir. Besides, I rather like my name sir."

[Morty]

Wenomir doesn't seem very impressed. He folds his arms on his chest. Alright miss Serenity, would you mind telling me what are you doing here?

[Jackalajack]

"Well okay then Mr. Butler! So if you call yourself Butler Butler Bushlah...excuse me, Butler, then you must have a real name, too! What is your obviously really cool real name?"

[The Bushranger]

Dani clings tightly to Sam, wanting to tell her not to cry, but not having the strength. Finally gently leaning up to try to kiss away her tears.

[Reinholdt]

"Well I usually just call myself Butler B. Butler sir. And that is my real name sir. I chose it when I was fifteen like everyone else sir. I suppose there is the number I used to be sir. 34126 sir."

[FireFox]

When you... I was so... Dani's action just brings more tears from Sam. I couldn't bear to lose you...

[AmberVael]

"There is no need for me to answer that."
Glorious Serenity says softly- not in a menacing way, just a quiet one. Her arrogance and confidence remains, however.
"If you wish to question me, do it with your sword."

[Jackalajack]

"Just...like...everyone else?" George tilts his head in confusion.

[Morty]

Listen, lady. I'm the member here, and one interested in security at that. You're the visitor, so you're expected to state your intentions. I won't draw my sword unless I have to. The last sentence is spoken though his teeth.

[AmberVael]

"A hero need give no reason for their actions- the might of their deeds should be enough."
Says Glorious Serenity, and she will attempt to push past him.

[Reinholdt]

"Yes sir. All the other catgirls and catboys in my family sir." He smiles.

It's a large family.

[Morty]

Wenomir stands firmly and unless Glorious Serenity is really strong, she's not likely to be able to move him.

[Jackalajack]

"Oh. I've never really met any cat people before. I've met cats, though, but I am super pretty sure that they don't choose their names at fifteen. Oh well, I will take your obviously very honest word for it!" replies George. "What is your family like?"

[AmberVael]

As it so happens, Glorious Serenity IS really strong. However, she only wants to brush past him, not bulldozer over him, so she's brought up short.
"Do not be so impudent. Move aside."
She backs up a step and sweeps out her sheathed sword.

[The Bushranger]

And now Dani's crying as well.
Aww...
I'm sorry... She hugs Sam as tightly as her tired body possibly can. Can't...lose you either.

[Morty]

Wenomir assumes a defensive stance, but he doesn't draw his sword yet.
Look, I'm giving you one more chance to end this without violence like civilized people. Why. Are. You. Here? Just tell me this and you're free to come in.

[FireFox]

It's okay, love, it's okay... Sam sighs and squeezes her tightly. Sleep...

[Jacklu]

Tia the fox wakes up and yawns wide. She stands slowly and stretches sorely. Her wounds are still a bit painful, but she will be okay for now. She takes a moment to clean out her fur before heading off in the direction of the kitchen.

[Reinholdt]

"What is my family like sir?" Butler scratches his head and thinks. Thinking hurts his head. Oh well.

"Well it's very large sir. And we're all trained really well at what we do sir. And everyone's quite polite sir. And prepared for any extra activities our employers might need us for at night sir. All in all, pretty friendly sir."

[The Bushranger]

Dani nods, and tucks her head back under Sam's chin, snuggling as close as she can and closing her eyes. Y'sleep too...

[Jackalajack]

"Well that is just super cool and good! Your entire family are all butlers, then? Surely a few of you must get really kind of bored with that and want to do something else! Like have triple fun being a clown! Or maybe a dentist! Dentists are really important because without them a lot of people would have really nasty teeth, except me! My teeth are always super shiny because I brush them three times a day!" George says, flashing his Wide-Smile™ again.

[AmberVael]

"Heroes stand apart from civilization and society and make their own rules!"
States Serenity. She continues pointing her sword at him.
"I demand you stand aside."

[Falgorn]

Marcos comes back and ignores door stuff happening. He proceeds to wander. Hoping to crash into someone intelligent. Or good. Hopefully both. He sees the Fox in El Kitchen-o! He smiles at it.

[FireFox]

No... Sam closes her eyes though. I'll stay awake and protect you.

[Morty]

Wenomir sighs. Oh, gods. No, I won't stand aside. He draws his two-handed sword from the seathe on his back.

[The Bushranger]

Dani would, ordinarily, protest. But she's too tired to do so. Instead just smiling a little as she starts to drift off to sleep.

[Reinholdt]

"Well we're not all butlers sir. There's quite a few waitresses and pet handlers and car drivers and..." He starts listing stuff off. It's a decent sized list filled with all sorts of domestic jobs. His collar bell tinkles a bit as he talks. "...and gardeners sir."

[AmberVael]

Serene still hasn't bothered to take her sword out of its sheathe, and now that he is preparing for combat against her, Wenomir will likely realize that her sword is very difficult to comprehend. It's size and shape are so variable that it is impossible to tell what kind of sword it is- it could be anything from a double edged short sword to an over sized scimitar.

She appears to be waiting for Wenomir to make the first strike, or at least demonstrate that he is ready.

[Jacklu]

The fox looks up at Marcos and tilts its head to one side. It scratches at a cupboard door and looks back at him hungrily.

[Jackalajack]

"Well gosh that is a really super long list! But they all seem so servant like. You should have super lots of fun and try a place of power! I know, you could run for president! People would like you ever so very much and I am sure they would vote for you!" remarks George, completely and utterly serious.

[FireFox]

Sam holds Dani securely.

[Morty]

So? Are you going to fight me or answer my question? Wenomir is holding his rather plainly looking sword downwards, in a non-offensive stance.

[Falgorn]

Marcos laughs, and goes to the fridge. Instead of the cupboard. He gets some steak, heats it up, then puts it a bowl. How nice of him. He likes animals. Like kitties! And doggies! And foxes!

[AmberVael]

Serene is quite through with waiting, so her answer is an instant snap from resting to combat. She closes the gap she made between them and sweeps out two strikes in but a single second, the air shrieking with protest as she cuts with her sheathed sword at his leg and then at his side.
Her attacks are heavy enough to shatter bone quite easily.

[Reinholdt]

"A place of power sir? You mean like those things going on on the fridge sir? I'm just a butler sir. I don't even know what a president does sir."

[Morty]

Wenomir reacts instantly, moving his leg back so that the attack misses and deflecting the other attack with his sword. It's magical, so it doesn't break. The air around him begins to disctinctly smell of brimstone and sulfur. He makes a strong, diagonal overhead chop at Glorious Serenity.

[Jacklu]

Tia licks her chops and waits expectantly for the food.

[Jackalajack]

"Well you should research power in your free time and then get some of it because I think you would very much like it! I hear it is all kind of ultra cool!" replies George before deciding that he's slightly bored of the current conversation. "Okay well I'm going to wander off now so have lots of fun and think about what I said! Bye!" He wanders off as mentioned...

...And wanders to the door where the fight it taking place! "Good golly gosh please don't fight that is all kinds of super bad and you might really kind of hurt each other!"

[Falgorn]

Food is fed! And Marcos tries to pet and heal the fox. And then deadtimes.

[AmberVael]

Serene shifts out of the way of Wenomir's attack, her form blurring, and she is about to attack again when she hears George. At that point, she simply pauses and stares at George, her sword drooping to the ground.
"...what?"
Her voice is filled with complete, utter disbelief.

[Morty]

Wenomir's thoughts at hearing George are quite similiar, but he doesn't let it distract him. He places the sword inches from Glorious Serenity's throat.

[The Bushranger]

And Dani falls into a peaceful sleep, feeling safe and content in Sam's arms.

[Jackalajack]

"Yes, fighting is all kind of really bad because people get hurt in lots of ways and when people get hurt it is obviously really ultra bad because no one wants to be hurt!" George flashes his Wide-Smile™

Just as Wenomir puts his sword to Glorious Serenity's throat, George protests "No no no that is really bad I think you really ought to put that down! You could hurt her!"

[Reinholdt]

"Umm... alright sir. Bye sir." Butler goes off. He doesn't really care for power or anything like that. Oh well. Interesting cause he actually has some modicum of it now.

Not that he uses it for anything but to clean faster.

[AmberVael]

Glorious Serenity doesn't even react to the blade positioned near her throat, instead just looking to George. Apparently she's unconcerned with her fight.
"Hurting people is typically the point of fighting- and no one wants to be hurt, but some people have it coming."

[Morty]

Indeed. Like people who come into places and refuse to show their hosts basic politeness. Wenomir ignores George for the moment, focusing on Glorious Serenity.

[Jacklu]

The fox eats the food happily and is pleasantly surprised by the healing. She goes to lick the deadtimed Marcos before heading off into the base once again to explore.

[ThePhantom]

Marley heads out of the security room, after sending a few security drones to the great room.

[Jackalajack]

"But gosh why would you ever want to hurt someone on purpose? That is even triple worse!" asks George, curious. "People before tried to tell me that sometimes you have to fight and don't have a choice, but I think that is all kinds of super silly because you always have a choice not to fight!" George bobs his head as he says this, almost in rhythm with his voice, which is very sing-songy.

[AmberVael]

"Or perhaps those who think their rules apply to others."
States Glorious Serenity. Her hand is up in front of her throat now. Huh. That movement was quick...
"Now, I'm going to tell you something, mister. You have a choice not to fight- but choosing not to means I'm going to hit you. Hard. Which option do you choose: fight, or not fight?"

[Jackalajack]

"Well gosh I would choose not to fight because why so ever would you want to hit me super hard? I have not done anything really bad to you and I really think that you should smile a bit because you probably have a very pretty smile, which is so wasted if you do not use it!" George states as he flashes his own Wide-Smile™.

[Morty]

Wenomir breathes heavily, trying very, very hard not to get angry, but his red eyes burn like two coals now.
Oh dear, poor little pompous brat doesn't want to obey the rules when at someone else's house. Shut up and get out. Yeah, he somewhat fails at being calm. It doesn't actually matter if Glorious Serenity looks young or not, Wenomir just went with the first word he could think of. The sword doesn't move.

[Jacklu]

Tia heads into the great room and stops to watch the situation with Serenity. The fox sits and observes.

[AmberVael]

"Ah... but first things first, of course."
Serene says, looking towards Wenomir, directing her attention away from George. She looks completely serious and blurs backwards, her form scarcely capable of being seen as she moves (though this is not because of her speed... She doesn't move quite that fast). her sword flicks back up into an offensive position, and she lunges in once more, feinting with an overhead strike that she swiftly turns to a diagonal slice at Wenomir's chest.

[Morty]

Wenomir takes a dive back, so the sword bounces off his armor instead of breaking his ribs. He gnashes his teeth in pain but doesn't fall down. He thrusts his sword, also at a great speed, towards Glorious Serenity. There seems to be a trail of smoke behind him now, and the stench of sulfur grows strong.

[Jackalajack]

"Gosh, please pretty stop!" states George again "Why are you fighting anyway?"

[AmberVael]

((Her sword, again, is still in its sheath- until the sheath is removed, it is more of a blunt force than a cutting one))

The sword thrust goes through, but gives a resounding DING as it hits Serenity's flesh. She manages to brace herself against the thrust and use the moment he is offbalance from it- his sword extended and unable to defend himself- to lash out with her sword at his shoulder, trying to smash in the armor and crack his collar bone.

She's likely going to have a big bruise from that strike he gave, but something prevented his attack from connecting fully- she isn't wearing armor, so it can't be that, but Wenomir may begin sensing some demonic influence over her, clinging to her like armor. It gathered at a single point when he struck, deflecting the attack.

[ThePhantom]

Marley keeps walking and asks a drone where Butler is.

[Reinholdt]

Statement: Butler is in the laundry room.
Bitter musings: Drones and Butler do not get along.

[ThePhantom]

"Thank you. And about that other thing, I think I can do something about that problem."
Marley heads to the laundry room.

[Reinholdt]

Really? Huh. *shrugs*

Butler is there doing laundry. He smiles at Marley. That's the guy he voted for in the voting thing! Yay Marley! "Hello sir. How are you today sir? Can I do anything for you sir?"

[Morty]

((Oh, sorry. It's late and I missed that.))
Wenomir screams as Serenity's sword hits his shoulder and the sound of cracking bone can be heard. His eyes glowing, he aims a punch at Serenity's face with his other hand - and as the fist speeds towards her, it begins to glow with red light, the strike becoming incredibly fast and strong against anything of demonic origin.

[ThePhantom]

"Well, I need some help researching a little something. By the way, the drone says that you and them aren't getting along. Any reason why?"

[billtodamax]

Look! Security drones! They prepare to open fire on Serenity.
Statement: Please cease fighting
Addition: Injury may occur

((I might have to deadtime soon
I'm gone.))

[Reinholdt]

"Researching something sir?" :smallconfused:
"You found something and lost it and need to find it again sir?"

Butler hmphs a little at the drone comment. "I've never gotten along with the drones sir. They keep trying to steal my job sir." Opening the door... cleaning... etc.

[AmberVael]

Serenity goes to dodge, but Wenomir's blow comes out far faster and stronger than she was expecting, and manages to clip her.
And by 'clip' I mean hits her on the right cheek instead of on the nose. She staggers back a bit, and now white, swirling substances like a strange, liquid mist can be seen curling over her form.
"I see you are a more worthy adversary than I am used to dealing with."
Her jaw cracks unpleasantly as she snaps it into place, readying herself again.

[Jackalajack]

George decides if they won't stop fighting, he'll have to make them stop fighting...but how? Aha! "Gosh, Mr. Sir person, I just realized something! This lady is my sister and we've been separated for many many years and she came to see me! I would really super like it if you would stop trying to hurt my sister please! We have so many much things to catch up on!"

[Morty]

I'm honored, Wenomir spits out, trying to manuever his sword with a seriously injured arm and not doing very well. He's not really paying attention to George right now.

[ThePhantom]

"Well there is one thing that the drones do that you don't do. They can fight, and you don't. And you do have something that the drones don't have. You are a lot less likely to be controled by a villian, and you can leave GLoG, the drones can't."
Marley smiles.
"And no, Butler, research don't mean that. It means finding out about something."

[Reinholdt]

"Oh, I see sir. I'll do what I can sir, but I'm not too good at finding things out sir. What do you need to find out sir?"

[AmberVael]

"But you are still not worthy enough to see me unsheathe my sword. Stand aside and I will not harm you further."
Says Glorious Serenity, gesturing for him to move aside with her sword.

[ThePhantom]

"Well, the first thing is where we could find enough books in order to find one that has anything about what I want to know about. You know anyplace like that?"

[Jackalajack]

George's blatant lie to stop the fighting falls on deaf ears.

[Morty]

Wenomir swears. Oh, so I see you follow the code of honor of bullying your way though everything. He spits.

[AmberVael]

"If that is the way you wish to view it, yes, it is. Do you want me to bully you further?"
Asks Glorious Serenity.
"Because I can most certainly oblige."

[Reinholdt]

"Books sir? Why we have a library right here in GLoG sir! Didn't you know sir?" If not, then Butler has failed as a tour guide. Poor Butler.

[Morty]

Wenomir gnashes his teeth and frowns. So you're ready to take on our entire base, then?

[ThePhantom]

"Okay then. Then you and I will go through those books. Come Butler."
Marley heads to the library.

[AmberVael]

"It would be a most intriguing challenge, I admit."
Says Glorious Serenity with a devilish grin.

[Reinholdt]

"As... as in... read them sir?" :smalleek: But books had big words and most all the books in the library didn't have pictures and stuff. It was hard to read books!

Butler follows anyways of course.

[ThePhantom]

"Don't worry, Butler. I know you have a hard time with big words, so you'll mostly doing the legwork. I'll do the reading."
Marley takes a seat.
"Okay. So, do you know how the library is organized?"

[Jackalajack]

"Could you stop? Seriously it would be all kinds of bad for any of you to get hurt any farther or maybe even worse, die!" frowns George, looking a little dishearted now.

[Morty]

Then so be it. Drones! Wenomir points at Glorious Serenity. This person is now a threat and is to be shot on sight!

[Jackalajack]

"Please no, kind drones! That would be oh so ever bad!" George says, exasperated. "Can we not talk this oh or something super good like that? Maybe over some super yummy tea?"

[Reinholdt]

Pfft. As if that drone thing worked. Didn't work on Magtok. :smalltongue:

"Ummm... not really sir." Stupid dewey decibel system. Butler looks down and shuffles his feet a bit.

[Kaelaroth]

As George failed to command, and merely requested, Wenomir's commands are obeyed. Two level I security drones, nearby, fire their blasters at Glorious Serenity, while two more start to float towards her, their warsporks out at the ready!

[AmberVael]

"That seems somewhat unsporting."
Says Glorious Serenity, eyeing the drones. If they immediately start shooting at her, she'll probably start running away like hell.
Edit: And they do, so she flees, darting out of the way.
"This isn't the end!"

[Jackalajack]

Suddenly George deadtimes. Oh well. It's not like he was being paid attention to anymore.

[Kaelaroth]

Two more shots are fired at her retreating form, while the warspork-wielders move back to protect Wenomir, should she do something creepeh.

[Reinholdt]

Reinholdt pokes the book in the vault. *poke poke*

[Morty]

It's because it is. Wenomir never really got any of this "fair fight" or "sporting behavior" nonsense. I thought as much, he mutters as Glorious Serenity flees. Then he takes his broken arm inside the base and to the infirmary, deadtiming.

[Kaelaroth]

The book unfurls in its typical manner, shortly flicking to a page on:
"To Locate Felines". Huh.

[Falgorn]

Marcos undeadtimes and goes to see the commotion. He sees the fox, and smiles. He tries to pick it up and stroke it.

[Reinholdt]

"Oh no you don't book. I'm looking for answers. What are you really and how do you relate to Astir?"

[Kaelaroth]

"To Summon a Lich". "To Rescue a Voidwraith". "To end the Earth." Are all spells, briefly suggested by the book, before its page flicker blank.
A picture of Furiel starting to blossom onto its parchments.

[ThePhantom]

"You don't? But I thought that a Butler of your skills would know where books would go. After all, wouldn't you have to put books away all the time?"

Marley sighs.

"Well, we can work this out, I think I can make a few pictures to help you figure out where the different books are."

Marley reads a little of a book on each of shelves, and draw a picture relating to the subject.

"There, now start getting me books."

[Falgorn]

What happened? he asks, concerned.

[Reinholdt]

Reinholdt glares somewhat at the book. Maybe if it caught him earlier. He has different goals now and most certainly does NOT want Calublufiok around anymore.

"Furiel? The angel that turned to glass and shattered or melted or something? What about it? I can take you to where it died, but I need some convincing here."


*****

Butler doesn't have to put any books away cause no one ever uses the library! "Certainly sir. Right away sir." It takes him a little while to get a hang of it, and some review of his ABCs, but soon Butler is bringing books back without any trouble at all.

[Kaelaroth]

There is a moving picture on the book's pages. How odd. Settle down, and enjoy the brief and somewhat boring show.
There's a man, who looks somewhat like Vorka's handsome self, though older, rounder, happier. Sitting at a desk. And, floating, ethereal, behind him, is Furiel, who whispers words into his ear - words that are then transcribed into a set of parchments.