The Dancing Fox Inn 60: Now with more Arabics

[PallElendro]

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((Banner by Celtois))

Welcome to the Dancing Fox Inn! Come and try our one of a kind beverages and food, chat with friends, or grab a private room and relax. All are welcome to the Dancing Fox Inn. (Except for anyone whose name begins with an L.)

We would like to ask, please, no smoking in the establishment unless you are on fire. We understand that there are often exceptions. Thank you for understanding. Be sure to enjoy your stay.
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Map:
There is no map. The Inn has as much space as is needed, as many tables as is needed, as many rooms as needed (Upstairs), as many corners as needed, and so on.
There is, however, a description:
WOO! Descriptions!
Description:
The inn is . . . indescribable. Size wise, anyway. It has as many tables as needed, and as many chairs as needed. So that needn't be said as well.
However, the floors have been . . . completely changed.
They were rough hewn logs. They are now laminated hardwood. All of the broken, dirty glasses and silverware have been removed, and replaced with better, more functional (And clean) ones. The kitchen is, by far, the best room in the inn. Sparklingly clean, the best equipment out there, and so on. The entire inn has been renovated. It is now made of better wood, and is much cleaner. It's not the prettiest building in the town, but it's functional. Which is what counts.
Also, any damage done to the inn will fix itself by the next day. So don't worry.

Disclaimer: The only thing changing about the inn is the size. So it will allow anyone in. And will supply as many corners as needed. Nothing else is changing. And it never does change. It just . . . you watch it, it . . seems to stay the same, but you know it changes, but . . . it doesn't, but . . .. (Think about it, and your head (or whatever contains your central nervous system) will explode. This is quite an endevour to clean, so please refrain from such an action)

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Current Staff:
Nerick- Barkeep and Manager
???- Barboy (Apply within)
Gabriella - Barmaid
Julie - Waiter
Jessica - Cook
Psudonym - Bard
(If the person with the job, such as the barboy, if that person does not come around for a month (Or so), they lose the job. Not to be mean, but to clear up the space, so that someone else who might want it can have it.)
NOW HIRING: A Waiter / Waitresses, Barboy.
If you're none of these but think you can help, ask about a job, ask Nerick, IC.
((Also if you have a Banner idea, please, PM it to... dunno, Quinsar or Celtois.))
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NPC's:
Name: Naim Elless.
Race: Human.
Gender: Genderless.
Description: Completely average height, weight, and so on.
He's the bartender when Nerick isn't around.

Banana phone!
THE MENU:
Be sure to keep an eye out for our DAILY SPECIALS!
Wines*:
Chimera Cabernet - A hearty red with hits of oak and black cherry.
Elven Wine – imported straight from Elven lands unless the cart turned
Merfolk Merlot - Full-bodied with a hint of rose.

Bar Drinks*:
Swampwater - A delicious lemon-lime delight but a tad . . . swampy
Shocker Lizard’s Chider – Sends a shock through your body, bound to wake you up electro-zaps!
Mai Tai - Dark and pineapple juice. PINEAPPLE!!
Sneak on the Beach - Vodka, Cranberry juice, pineapple juice and Peach Schapps. *sneak sneak sneak*
Rust Monster - Scotch and Drambuie drink and your sword explodes.
Coffee - buzzzzz. You'll never sleep again!
Ice Liqueur - Guaranteed to cool you down. . . .
Dragon's Liver Buster - The strongest drink in the house. Don't say we didn't warn you... (Doesn't actually make your liver explode) Actually, say we didn't warn you. And sue. :P
Ichor Liquor - Made from a fermented mix of various kinds of blood, the perfect drink for vampires and similar creatures, like Kurvis. Silly Kurvy.
Haley's Liquer - named for the redheaded rogue, a sweet creme liqueur, excellent over ice. And while you're asleep, she'll loot your body
Wizard Blizzard - The effect depends on the spell stored in it. Other than that, it's made with crushed ice and Bourbon. Or Bigby's Crushing Tactical Nuke.
Manticore Martini – a regular Martini but stirred with a spike from a Manticore tail, giving it an exotic taste.
Melon Juice – relaxes the mind - Now available without alcohol!
Green Tea - with a hint of sugar Coffee? Tea? Monster?
Beholder's Earl Grey - It's a tea named after everyone's favorite abberation. Need I say more? Yes, actually. What's in it?
Root Beer – For those who have a weak stomach
Cold Milk – For the kids
Burning Brandy- To keep the Archbishop happy.
Apple Cider - Non-alcoholic, fruity goodness!

Beers, Ales & Such*: Beer beer beer jiddily beer beer beer!
Thunder Ale - puts a boom in your tummy Then your tummy explodes!
Grim Brewery brand Ginger Ale - deathly good Hmm . . . lawsuit, anyone? If it does kill, than it's murder, but if it doesn't, than it's false advertising.
Dwarven Brandy - comes from dwarven lands
Pirate's Drink (Rum) - Be drunk while saying "Yarrr!" Garr! Arr! Marr! Blarg!
Guilders Ale - a tasty treat that doesn't mess with your mind Or does it?
Rouges Rum - Warning: You may pickpocket while drunk No 'may' about it.
Fairy Ale - You'll think you can fly Really should upgrade this to Red Bull, as that does give you wings.

Fizzy Drinks: (courtesy of Leigh and Mee. Thanks!) Yes, yes we are.
Blueberry buzz - Spyte soda, with blueberries, and blueberry syrup in it.
Banana beer - Root beer, banana slices, whipped cream on the top, and a cherry on that. Or cake.
Leigh special - A warm coffee (Bubbly, of course...with your choice of a hazelnut or chocolate flavor), with a swirl of peppermint, a stick of cocoa, and optional sprinkles and whipped cream. OR ELSE!
Triple threat - Root beer and coffee swirled together, with a lemon wedge jammed on the rim. But not willingly
K's special - Carbonated water, mixed with cream, pineapple flavoring, coconut sprinkled on top, then a few strawberries dropped into it. Very good. Nope. *cries*
Ice cream float - Your choice of flavors.
The cute drink - Just like K's special, but it has some fruit on the top. A lime slice as a smile, and two cherries as eyes. It's cute. It also comes with a little umbrella. Arrr.
Spryte - the regular, boring drink.

Food:
Peanuts Nu uh. What are we arguing about?
Chips & Dip and salsa! Not since I have my LAZOR VIZUN!!!
Curry - Chicken, beef, pork, or seafood Msorry, I like curry.
Cured Ham Steak Correct you are. 5 extra awesome points to you.
BBQ Hydra Heads *gags*
Salads (Spring Greens, Caesar, and Italian Pasta) No no, springs, like, trampolines.
Pork Chops Hmmm . . . 'And he's watchin' us all with the poooooork! Of the chop!' doesn't quite fit . . .
Mutton Chops Judo chop?
Golden Apple No no no, will cause wars
Fish (Cod, Eel, Trout, Salmon) – Served with a lemon wedge or lime.
Fresh Bread And me.
Fine Aged Cheddar >:p
Fava Beans An those pork chops
Birdseed for all those avians out there.
Berries - all kinds, blue, black, straw purple, mauve, hamster.
Roasted Quail - kinda like a small turkey but not. See?
And anything else you may want. Just ask.

Dessert:
Muffins Sadly not.
Brownies Selling cookies . . . mutter mutter.
Slice of cake (Chocolate, cheese, whatever...) Yes it is. You need to play Portal.
Milkshake If I could actually eat it . . .
Cookies For Dallas You mean Pony.
Pie (Pick a flavor) Turquoise radish.

*Can substitute the alcohol for a magical liquid that can make anybody drunk, no matter what the resistance, for a little extra.

We hope you enjoy your stay at the Dancing Fox Inn!

Some Excellent Poems So they say.
Dancing Fox Inn (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5113391&postcount=1400) and DFI '09 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5592826&postcount=1146)
The Ballad of the Inn (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4780487&postcount=714)
We Dream of a Town (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4561030&postcount=61)

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Now, compare THAT menu with this (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=78455) menu. Much more awesomer, huh?
You don't see that . . . . . . . . . ./\ by the way.
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Also, you guys can enjoy the final few posting rooms before coming here.

[Je dit Viola]

In the new thread, Violet is here!

Her dark red hair, tinged wtih demonhood, has been growing out more, and it's long enough to put in a ponytail now.

She walks over to a chair by a table, and sits, chilling and waiting.

[Rebonack]

Did she miss the horrible undead tentacle monster with all the teeth?

The one that is, even now, reaching out to wrap a limb around her and heft her up into the air with the intent of devouring her in a most unpleasant fashion? Because that's exactly what it's aiming to do right now.

The laser of the undead woman burns another ill smelling hole into the beast's bulk, but that doesn't seem to bother it all that much. And in this particular case bothering the creature not that much results it in snatching up a table and flinging it at the woman.

Improvised weapon ahoy!

Seems it's going to require a bit of effort to kill this thing.

Probably a fair bit of clean up afterward, too.

[Beans]

Table.
Incoming.
Vo, leaping out of the way, is hit in the leg and sent spinning across the floor.

[Je dit Viola]

Ooh, yes. She did miss it. So did I. I should really read the old threads more often.

Violet, who used to be undead but is no more (for the second time), is lofted up into the air. "Hey, let go of me!" she struggles. If only she could reach her weapon...either the rapier or the dagger will do...

Oh, wait. That's a whip. What good will a whip do?

Aha! Like that! After some contorting, Violet manages to get into a position so that she can crack the whip at the beast. Beasts are usually afraid of whips cracking in their faces, because it's loud.

[Rebonack]

Sadly the monster in question seems terribly lacking when it comes to ears. Though the gash in its flesh caused by the whip isn't at all appreciated. The thing's mouth opens wide, teeth ready to receive poor Violet into the thing's gullet.

Hopefully she'll manage to wriggle free in time. Or maybe one of those adventurers will stop dawdling around and help.

Or maybe not.

Who knows?

Oh...

And if that thing eats Violet she might end up undead again.

Just can't seem to get away from it, can she?

[Beans]

Eat me!
Vo literally plucks out her right eye and tosses it at one of the monster's mouths.
If it gets in, the eye will explode.

[Je dit Viola]

Maybe Leo could come; he'd help his mom. So would her daughter, who looks pretty much exactly the same as Violet, except a half year younger and less vampire/demon-y.

Or, maybe she could just try to get out, herself.

Since her children aren't here to come rescue her, she tosses the whip away, and continues to struggle out. Ooh! An exploding eyeball, that's pretty weird. You don't see one of those every day.

It kinda gives her an idea - she starts humming something (she is a musician, after all), which causes her hands to ignite, as she tries to pry herself free. Even undead don't like burning up. Besides, the music doesn't just make her hands fiery, it also makes it harder to hold onto her (along with draining the life of nearby people, but undead tentacle-things usually don't have life to be drained).

That, coupled with the explosion from the eyeball, will likely get her free.

[PallElendro]

The Freelance Guild walks out of the Mordenkainen's Mansion.
Hey, what the heck is that??

[Rebonack]

Something large and unpleasant, obviously.

Between flaming hands, wriggling, and the explosion in the mouth the monstrosity was trying to stuff her into, Violet is freed! Isn't that swell? The tentacle holding her explodes for some reason too. Not really sure what's up with that.

The undead tentacle monster is starting to look a bit worse for wear, though it doesn't seem to have the mental capacity for so much as self preservation either. As such it doesn't flee, but rather rakes at everyone nearby with limbs covered in teeth.

Why teeth and not claws or Talons Rebo really isn't totally sure.

Maybe it's because things with random teeth are creepier than things with random claws.

[Beans]

Vo gets sliced across the abdomen.
Her blood pretty much spurts out; it's hot and black and oily.

She keeps shooting her DR revolver at its limbs.

[Je dit Viola]

Violet, now freed, quickly bends down to grab her whip again, and backs up. No, her hands are no longer flaming, so it's okay.

The reason she backs up is because there's a gun. And friendly fire is a no-no.

Keeping a wary eye on the tentacles, she keeps all the other people back away from the teething tentacles.

"MY BABY!" screams a woman somewhere. Why does this woman keep on leaving her baby in dangerous places?
The baby is right next to the tentacle monster. Really close, almost snatched and eaten by the tentacles' teeth.

Vi has to make a quick decision - save the baby and get shot or save the baby and get eaten? Oh, well. It's out of her control anyway. She runs forward, ducking under a tentacle, to block the undead beastie from the baby, putting herself over it as a human shield.

[Beans]

Vo sees Vi leaping for the baby and growls.
But she adjusts her area of fire so that she's shooting at bits of the beast that aren't so close to Vi.

[PallElendro]

Alright, freak! I can Turn Undead with you if you're a Lurker, so put the people down, the tentacles away, lest I turn you, and my employer Strike you!
The holy symbol starts to glow brightly, Elendro's sword a little whiter than usual.

[Rebonack]

The undead monster, since it happens to be rather lacking in ears, doesn't hear the paladin (or possibly Cleric)'s threat. It just keeps on flailing its horrible limbs at people. Some of which are getting shot off at this very moment.

Oh, hey! Violet is moving again!

The thing aims to lash a tentacle around her ankle and yank her into the air once more. Probably still wants to eat her.

Why?

Who knows.

Probably because PCs taste better than NPCs.

Or something.

[Chas the mage]

Chas is here, playing guitar. His charisma can be seen from outer space, One hour of conversation with him is equivalent to 16 years of college, He can disarm you with his looks... or his hands... either way. If he were to give you directions, you'd never get lost. And you would arrive at least 5 minutes early, He doesn't need credit cards, his word is good enough. If there were an interesting gland, his would be bigger than most men’s small intestines.

Richard is here, drinking a gin and tonic.

Liam drinks.

The half dozen some soldiers are playing a table-top role-playing game.

A man enters. He has a Mosin Nagant sniper rifle a crossed his back, and wears a navy blue jumpsuit, with a buttons down the front. On the back there are a series of numbers and letters. He has a ratty beard and untamed black hair.

[The Bushranger]

Pat undeadtimes.

Sees a young woman being snatched up by a tentacle monster!

And everybody knows what tentacle monsters do with young women.

Good thing Violet isn't a Japanese schoolgirl.

Anyway, the tentacle monster just might find itself on the receiving end of a pair of blazing green ectoblasts.

Think Delayed Blast Fireballs, just green and with extra ectoplasmy goodness.

[PallElendro]

No? Lesser Turn Undead!
Holy Strike!

[Je dit Viola]

They probably do. Except NPCs don't fight back, unless there's a PC onscreen. And they don't fight back when there's a PC onscreen, unless the PC's fighting them. Or, if they have a fancy name.

Violet holds the whining baby close to her chest, and feels the air whoosh as the tentacle swings to grab her ankle again.

"Not again. Not this time." Seriously, getting attacked by tentacle monsters is starting to get old. Although, this is the first that's tried to eat her. The rest were anime-tentacles.

The demon-descended (and angel-descended) woman rolls, clutching the baby, away from the tentacle-beast, away from its grasping teeth. Rolling, barely dodging it, all while trying to soothe the baby with a lullaby.

But then, she rolls into a table; she can't roll any further. Stupid tables, why are there tables in a place where they know PCs are going to be fighting?

[Beans]

Vocusta (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=6174835&postcount=155) keeps on firing death rays at the monster. She's going all Star Trek on its arse.
I'm the only undead atrocity around here, you walking meatloaf.
Now die so I can get back to hating everything about myself.
She has not yet regrown her right eye. Bloody socket, yay.

[Jokasti]

Tareno sits down and sighs.
It's been a long time.

[Rebonack]

((Hey Pally? Could you describe the attacks your PCs are using? What they're aiming at? What the attack looks like and does? I can't really respond to just the name of some spell from some game since I don't know what it does.))

Oookay, so let's break things down. The holy-types are doing something. Probably something that would cause physical harm in some way to the big beasty. Though Rebo isn't exactly sure what that harm would consist of.

The undead lady is still shooting doom rays at the thing. Pew pew!

...and Pat just threw a fireball that detonates in a forty foot wide fireball with enough force to instantly vaporize a normal human being. Holy crap, seriously? Are you kidding?

The tentacle monster is slain along with several halpless civilians it had grabbed.

Nice going.

[Beans]

Vocusta looks over at Pat. Oh, hey, he yelled at her and Riki last night because they were tussling.
...
Well, that's over with.

[Chas the mage]

Chas sees the civilians slain and reaches into his pocket...

((DEADTHYME))

[PallElendro]

zOMG! Dramatic tension!

[Je dit Viola]

Good thing the baby's still alive. Since Violet was mostly blocking the blast with her back.

And, thanks to her rebirth by demonhood (along with her unusual ancestory), she doesn't get incinerated by the ghost-ball. Also, she was away a little bit. And, other reasons that aren't worth it to go into detail unless someone asks - there's too many little small things that add up to say why she survived.

Looking down at the baby with her bluish green eyes, she gets up, and brings the baby to its mother. "...here." She seems a little sad that people got incinerated. More than a little sad. Sad enough that the mother doesn't flee and scream from her demon/vampire/human appearance.

[The Bushranger]

...and Pat just threw a fireball that detonates in a forty foot wide fireball with enough force to instantly vaporize a normal human being. Holy crap, seriously? Are you kidding?

The tentacle monster is slain along with several halpless civilians it had grabbed.

Nice going.

...can we say it was only a 10-foot fireball? >>

Also, he's hung out with Starkiller for too long...

...sighing, Pat shakes his head and walks over, intending to raise the innocent civilians who were collateral damage. He can do that.

[Beans]

Vo looks at an opportunity to cowboy-spin her gun and say something pithy.
...
To hell with it.
She holsters it and returns to her corner, then works on regrowing that eye.

[PallElendro]

So can my cleric, and my two wizards, Wish or Limited Wish may get them. Also, my Paladin has researched Raise Dead for pallies.

[Rebonack]

Well if you're going to use a DnD description for a reference then you had best be clear on the blast radius, silly!

Oh.

Yeah, the undead thing is very dead. It's corpse is on fire and busy smelling terribly unpleasant. And as the thing burns away a number of thick, rock hard egg-looking things are gradually exposed.

Not like a chicken egg, mind you.

More like a Zerg egg.

All green and sort of translucent and icky.

And there appear to be people that the monster swallowed inside. Which is no doubt bad.

[The Bushranger]

Good point.

And Pat will heal/raise who he can, using spoooooooooky life energy transfer of his own to them, before studying the "eggs".

"...you know, I've got a bad feeling about this."

[Je dit Viola]

"Eew," says Violet, turning back to the dead beast.

There's eggs, with people in them. That's really gross. She takes a step closer, to get a better look. Really nasty.

"Glad to see they're all alright, at least..."

She's, like, right up close to them, now, trying to decide if it would be better to break them out, or if that might hurt them, or something.

[PallElendro]

Raise Dead. Whoa, those are nasty. True Seeing... with this, I should be able to see the people in these...

[Rebonack]

True Sight allows Bold Blue Text to see the gross egg things as they truly are!

...which would be gross egg things. Go figure.

They're already sorta translucent. Enough to see the people inside writhing in agony as their corpses are twisted and tainted and corrupted, their souls unable to escape to the after life to find relief from the suffering now set upon them.

Which is probably bad.

The eggs then burst open and the people who had been trapped inside come shambling out.

The look a lot like the tentacle monster now.

Just with vaguely humanoid bodies.

Even while they scream with pain and torment the six unlucky victims attack anyone nearby with claws and teeth and barbed tentacles.

[Beans]

Vocusta sighs and stands, redrawing her gun.
You poor unfortunate souls.
Let me do for you what I can't do for me.
She begins firing at them.

[PallElendro]

urrk! Radiant Delirium!Effect: stuns the "undead" as well s a lot of radiant damage.

[The Bushranger]

"You know, I really shouldn't have said that."

Pat phases his way through a table on his way moving back - even as the white-haired chap in the EarthForce uniform draws his PPG, powers it, and starts shooting blasts of red plasma at the critters!

Thankfully PPG blasts don't damage non-organic materials.

Pew pew pew!

[Je dit Viola]

Violet backs up away from the eggbomination beasts, and unravels her whip into her left hand. "Hey, everyone. Please exit the inn, in a calm fashion," she convinces the NPCs. She doesn't want any more to be blown up by ectoplasm.

Should any of the undead squid things go after the NPCs, like that little girl over there, Violet will be ready to slash her whip around its body to restrain it for a while.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna undeadtimes. And sees fighting.

Her fists quickly become encased in ice as she steps back, to see what all is going on.

[PallElendro]

Oh geez, that was close! Power Attack! Quickened Disintegrate!

[Rebonack]

The recently spawned and dubbed eggbominations don't prove to be anywhere near as resilient as the monster that had spawned them. Between the efforts of the various PCs the nasty things are dispatched with little real difficulty.

Limbs blasted off. Holes in torsos. Asploded heads.

These all seem to either slow the things down or kill them outright.

And once the reanimated corpses are destroyed the souls of the fallen are able to move on to their proper rest.

Yay!

...still lots of gross stuff sitting on the floor.

And where did that thing come from in the first place, anyway?

[PallElendro]

Elendro seems to notice something wrong. Oh, gods, oh gods, this can't be good! No, no, no! NOO! Not now!

[Beans]

Vo looks at the splattered and charred remains.
You're welcome.
She mutters, heading back to her corner.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna looks around, slightly confused.

What was that all about?

Her fists are still covered in ice.

[The Bushranger]

Pat sighs, holstering his PPG.

"Well, that was a decidedly random encounter. Wonder where it came from."

He'd say a prayer for the souls of the departed, but he gave up on faith long ago...

And so he heads back to his table a little sadly.

[Je dit Viola]

Violet, regardless of being reborn as a demon, still has her faith, and says a quick, silent prayer for them.

She goes to the doorway to tell people they can come back in, if they don't mind nastiness all over the floor.

Meaning, the janitors come back in first to clean up.

After that, she sighs, and goes back to her chair - oh, wait. That chair's been slimed. Violet just decides to stand, and ponder about the thing.

[PallElendro]

Ugh, I have... thithhh, *sinks eyes in the back of his head.

Apparently, the main reason for the death throes is the drop of that plasm on his finger. He twitches a bit, and goes unconscious. In fear.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna fists go back to normal. She sees Elendro freaking out over his dirty finger.

Quit your yelling. Come here.

[PallElendro]

Wha-- ok.

[That guy's location]
I obviously have no idea when this thing expands for my mutation.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna isn't quite sure what he's talking about.

But, she'll take his finger, then wrap her hand around it. He should feel like there's a hose aimed at his finger. After a moment, she takes her hand away. His finger should be clean. And wet. Her hand is wet, too.

There you go.

[PallElendro]

That was friggin anticlimactic.

That was friggin anticlimactic. But what about your hand? You never now when sentient life from some modern day horror films will strike back.

[KerfuffleMach2]

She raises an eyebrow at him. Then her hand freezes over again.

There. Freeze it to death.

[PallElendro]

That was also anticlimactic.

That was also anticlimactic, but thanks. Here. For saving me from a cruel fate, and your own, 100 gold pieces.

Wow, you sure overcompensated for that.
Well, narrator. I'm just trying to get some decent roleplaying XP.

[Je dit Viola]

Now that the place is cleaned up enough, Violet can sit down in peace.

She sits down on the chair, and puts her feet up (not on the table, but on the chair on the other side of the table.)

The reborn-demon smiles, and closes her eyes. She doesn't look much like a demon, though. Just highlights of demonic, mostly held back by her other ancestry.
And, she has pointy teeth, like a vampire's. Not quite as pointy, but still noticible, nonetheless. And yet, she's not a vampire - obvious by her flush face.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna decides to not question Elendro. She might get a headache from it.

Uh, thanks. Her hand returns to normal and she goes back to her seat.

[PallElendro]

After that hell, Elendro goes to the Men's Room to drive out the vomit caused by the initial eggs, and the thought of a mutation of that. He pukes for 30 seconds continuously. Then uses some mouthwash.

[Je dit Viola]

Violet decides to order some food.

An omelet? No, that might make her sick, because of the egg-squid-thing. How about just some orange juice, and a crepe? Sure. She orders that.

[PallElendro]

Elen's back, and decides to adventure to drown the skeezy feeling of tentacle invasions.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna looks over at Violet.

So what was all that?

[Je dit Viola]

"I don't know. Some kind of undead tentacle thing." She wasn't here when it came in. "I just came in, and then it grabbed me and tried to eat me," she replies.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Well that's...different. Glad I just missed it, then.

[Je dit Viola]

"Yeah, I know."

"We could have used your help, though." Less people would have died. She closes her eyes again. As far as she knows, one of those people could have been her past neighbors.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Oh, trust me. If I could've, I would.

[Ranger Mattos]

Mattos walks up to the counter and orders a Wizard Blizzard, bread, cheese, roasted quail, and a slice of apple pie.

[Je dit Viola]

Violet smiles, a bit sadly. "But we can't change what happened." Oh, well. That's a common problem with growing up nearby the Nexus. She lived fifty miles out, on a farm until the angels came and destroyed everything, trying to purge the impure demonic taint.

Oh, look her food arrived. She forces herself to be less sad.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna nods a little. Yeah. Unfortunately.

[Beans]

Vo stares at a picture of herself---back when she was alive---with Chris. From their college days.
She hears that woman, the one who saved the baby, mention change.
Nothing's gonna change the world.
Nothing's gonna change.

[Je dit Viola]

Vi nods. Then, she starts eating her food.

'Cause I have to deadtime for a while. Bye!

[KerfuffleMach2]

((Night Viola!))

Merna goes back to her table.

[Beans]

Vo just stares at the picture in her hand and rubs her eyes.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna sees this. She watches Vo for a minute, then gets up and goes over to her.

Hey. You okay?

[Beans]

She looks up at Merna.
She holds up the photo and points to Chris.
That's Chris.
She points at herself (her younger, live self) in the photo. This was me... but I barely recognize that face anymore.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna looks from the picture to Vo, then back. She has a look on her face. Not of surprise. Probably concern.

What happened?

[Beans]

Somehow... the woman he ended up marrying... came back in time to when he and I were in high school. And she told him that they would get married, have kids...
He forgot all about that in college. I was his, he was mine, we were together.
And then... I died.
I came back like this, it's what I was researching... and he remembered that it wasn't me he was going to marry.
He left because he said he had to.
They're happy together.
I'm not.
I'm really not.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna gets a slightly sad face. She'll sit next to Vo and put a comforting arm around her shoulders.

[Beans]

Thank you.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Least I could do.

Look...I think you may need to move on...that might be best for you.

[Beans]

She nods.
Yeah.
I... yeah.

[KerfuffleMach2]

How long ago did this happen?

[Beans]

About... three years ago.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Okay.

Yeah, I think the best thing is to find a new guy. Or girl. Whatever.

[Beans]

Yeah...
Someone who likes the undead... maybe I'll find someone dead like me.
She tries to smile.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna gives a soft smile.

Hey, I hear necrophilia is all the rage right now.

And I'll be back later.

[Beans]

Vo nods, trying to retain her smile.

[Quinsar]

Vo puppet is asleep, snoring.

[Beans]

Vo puts away the picture.
She watches the little puppet sleep.

[Quinsar]

Still sleeping she scratches at her face.
Grr...

[Beans]

Vo watches, intrigued.

[Quinsar]

Stupid people...
I'll...
Kill you....
Grr...

[Beans]

Shhh, little Vo.
Let them die on their own.
Let them do it because they can.

[Quinsar]

She grrs one more time then rolls over and stops.

[Beans]

She gently rubs her puppet's back with a fingertip.

[Quinsar]

After a bit, the puppet yawns and starts to wake.

[Beans]

Hey, sleepyhead.

[Quinsar]

Hey big me...
I'm just tired...

[Beans]

Mmmhmm...

I think I need to find a boyfriend.

[Quinsar]

Why?
Men are pigs.

[Beans]

Not all of 'em...
This Vo isn't quite as sexually loose as the goddess one... or the one that slept with Delilah, for that matter.

[Quinsar]

Puppet Vo just hates most things...

Getting in relationships sucks and leads to pain.

[Beans]

So does loneliness.
At least being in a relationship gives you a shoulder to sob into...

[Quinsar]

I guess. So, who you goin 'after?

[Beans]

I guess someone who doesn't mind being with an undead chick...
Maybe there's some nice undead guys around somewhere...

[Quinsar]

Maybe.
But I really don't smell any death around here, big me.

[Beans]

Yeah...
The undead just... don't have a place here, really. We're like scattered ashes.

[Quinsar]

Yep.
You should find a shovel and a cemetery.
The loser who made me probably knows necromancy.

[Beans]

O... okay...
Wouldn't a morgue be simpler?

[Quinsar]

Yeah, easier to find the body, but it's harder to break into a morgue.

[Beans]

I'm a mad scientist with a gun that shoots lasers.
I think I'll manage it...

[Quinsar]

Okay...
I'm ready when you are, big me.

Dinbner, back soon.

[Beans]

Vo swallows hard and stands up.
I-I'm ready.

[Quinsar]

Puppet Vo nods, and tries to float onto big Vo's shoulder.

[Beans]

Vo lets her, then heads out the door to... wherever.

[Quinsar]

Out the door!
Yay!
I have no idea where...
PMs maybe.

[Beans]

Vo returns!

[Quinsar]

Puppet Vo follows her in.

[Beans]

So... just wait until Quinsar gets back?

[Quinsar]

Yeah...
Quinsar arrives awhile later.

[Beans]

She waves to him.

[Quinsar]

He waves back and walks over.

[PallElendro]

The Freelance Guild returns. They're are heavily injured, Aliyara trailing blood since she got to town.

[Beans]

He waves back and walks over.

Hey there.
I was, um... wondering...
Would you mind reanimating this one body for me?
She pulls the case from her hyperspace pocket, lays it on a table, and opens it.
The dead guy's inside.

[Quinsar]

Why?
It depends....

[Beans]

It's not for anything... evil...
It's just... I was hoping that he could be my... boyfriend...
She seems nervous about all this.

[Quinsar]

Okay...
But no ensavement or anything, he has personal choice, even if he wants to di again.
Quinsar begins to cast.

[Beans]

Of---of course. She nods.

[Quinsar]

A minute later, Rico's coughing, and undead...

[Beans]

H...
H-hello...

[Quinsar]

What?
Where am I?
Quinsar casts a spell to clothe him in what he was wearing at the time of his death.
He's this;
http://public5.tektek.org/img/av/1002/d27/1930/a3ae434.png

[Beans]

This is the Dancing Fox Inn. In Town. Which might be Inside, or a part of Inside, I have no idea.

[FireFox]

Unfortunately, Tony notices the necromancy. Fortunately, he was drinking at the time, and needs to clear his airways before he can do anything. So he chokes in mortified outrage.

[Quinsar]

Quinsar nods and goes to sit down.



Are you an angel...?

[Beans]

Vocusta (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=6174835&postcount=155) smiles a little.
Not exactly...

[Quinsar]

Who ate you? Why am I...?
He look a his undead skin, mortified.

[Beans]

What do you mean, who ate me?
And... you died, but you got brought back.

[Quinsar]

Iphone sucks for typing.
Are you...>.>




Th-that's great!

[Beans]

Eye-foan?
Wut is eye-foan?
Yeah... my name is Vocusta.
She smiles, hoping she doesn't look too bad.

[Quinsar]

I can go back to fighting, to making things right...

[Beans]

Where... w-where were you fighting?

[Quinsar]

Around Town, and now I can go back to it, thank you.

[Beans]

Oh... what are you fighting against?
She tries to keep her tone casual and a little cheery.

[Quinsar]

Depends.
He shrugs.
Lotsa people.

[Beans]

Oh...
I've fought before... in retrospect, it wasn't a good cause I was fighting for.

[Quinsar]

Yep, well, I should get going, thanks.

[Beans]

O-okay.
Bye... good luck.
She smiles.

[Quinsar]

He stands, and starts for the door, he's limping slightly.

[Beans]

She watches.
N...
Need any help?

[Quinsar]

I think my leg is screwed up...

[Beans]

Want me to take a look at it?
I might be able to help some...

[Quinsar]

He nods and goes to sit at the booth, he pulls up his pant leg...
Three bullet wounds.

[Beans]

Vo pulls out her toolkit.
Alright... luckily, most undead don't feel pain, so this probably won't hurt at all.
She goes to remove the bullets with a pair of forceps.
Most likely, he feels no pain... but feels the forceps digging around in there. Weird.

[Quinsar]

He shudder, but lets her work.

[Beans]

Well, those are out...
Test your leg again.

[Quinsar]

He stands and walks around, working better now.
Thank you Vocusta.
Well, bye.
I'd like to see you again, but I probably won't, so have a nice un-life...

[Beans]

Okay, be safe...
She lets him go.

[Quinsar]

He heads out, leaving.
Go get 'im!

[Beans]

I can't.
I have to let him choose what he wants to do.
I can't force him.
She'll wait till he's left the building and gotten a little away from the door before she lets herself start to cry.

[Quinsar]

Fine.
Puppet Vo sighs.

[Beans]

Vo puts her head down in the booth and cries.
I'm *snif* sorry I wasted your time like that.

[Quinsar]

It's okay big me, I have nothing better to do.

[Beans]

She sits up.
At... at least I made him happy...

[Quinsar]

Yeah, maybe if he survives he'll come back.

[The Bushranger]

Alternatively, she could get un-undeadified...

Anyway, Pat undeadtimes, still reading at the corner table.

[Beans]

Yeah...
But maybe he'll also get the treatment I get.

People locking their doors and bolting their shutters.
The stares.
Kids throwing things at me in the street.

That last one hurts the most, 'cause I love kids...

[Quinsar]

Yeah, maybe.
It sucks, but, either way he'll probably be back.

[Beans]

I hope you're right.

[Quinsar]

Yep.
Want me to follow him?

[Beans]

O-okay...
But be careful, okay?

[Quinsar]

I promise.
I'll scry call if I can.
She floats towards the door.

[Beans]

Once the puppet leaves, Vo realizes that the tiny wooden replica of herself is the only person she has.
She sits in silence.

[Quinsar]

The puppet leaves, and I deadtime for a while.

[The Bushranger]

Pat turns a page.

Trumpets and fanfare sound!

[Beans]

Riki isn't there to fight with Vo, so there's no noisy catfight going on.
She just sorta... sits in a booth and stares at her empty hands.
Yay silence!

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna undeadtimes again. She looks around. Good. No strange egg creature things.

She'll give a wave to Vo.

[Beans]

Vo waves back at Merna. It's a small wave.

[KerfuffleMach2]

How you doing? Merna comes over to sit with her.

[Beans]

Okay, I guess.
I had a guy reanimated... he was grateful, went back to finish fighting the war he died in.
I... I didn't gain anything, but I made somebody happy...
That's... not so bad...

[KerfuffleMach2]

That's good. Really good, actually. Maybe you should see about opening a business for that stuff. Help keep your mind off things.

[PallElendro]

The Freelance Guild comes from outside on their weekly patrol of the last city hired to them.

[Quinsar]

In floats puppet Vo.
She's missing her right hand, and some of her hair is burnt. He clothign is a bit scorched too.

[Beans]

Vo is about to reply, but sees Puppet Vo.
And runs over to her.
Oh my gods!
What happened to you?

((BTW, Fuffle, Shades sez it's time for Abigale to have her baby, which shall happen in a hospital in the Town Random Locations thred.))

[Quinsar]

I followed him, it didn't work like I planned...

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna goes to look at the puppet as well. Who did this?

((Yay!))

[Quinsar]

I dunno, between the shotgun fire and incendiary grenade I didn't get his name.

[Beans]

Oh, I'm sorry... this is my fault, I shouldn't have sent you out there...
She tries to hug the puppet.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna thinks for a moment. Well, I can think of one thing to do. Go kick some ass.

[Quinsar]

It was my fault, I tried to break in.
And it's not your fault big me.
Hugged/

[Beans]

She looks up at Merna, then down at her damaged puppet.
...
Right.
Let's go kick some ass.

[Quinsar]

Quick deadtime again, sorry.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna's fists ice over again.

Ready when you are.

[Beans]

Vo draws her revolver.
Ready.
Maybe I'll get lucky and be destroyed.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Can't think that way. Cause then you'll lose.

[Quinsar]

I love destroyin' stuff like a good girl, but I don't think we should go there...

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna looks at the puppet. Sometimes, people need to be taught a lesson the hard way.

Also, it's been a while since I got a good fight in. A lady has to stay in shape.

[Beans]

I love destroyin' stuff like a good girl, but I don't think we should go there...

They have 'nades...
We'll need a tank at least.
I'll get to work on that.

[Quinsar]

Yeah, but let's not attack there...
they were just defendin' themselves, and they looked good...
I don't think it'd be good to attack good people...
Like Rico...

[KerfuffleMach2]

So, why did they attack you then?

[Beans]

Yeah, but let's not attack there...
they were just defendin' themselves, and they looked good...
I don't think it'd be good to attack good people...
Like Rico...

...
Right.
I... we don't need to fight.
It won't help anyone.

[Quinsar]

Because I kicked out their back windo trying to get in...
Right big me.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna lets out a sigh and shakes her head a little.

Not to sound mean, but that was kinda dumb on your part.

[Quinsar]

I was trying to help big me...
She frowns, looking to the ground.

[KerfuffleMach2]

I know. Like I said, I wasn't trying to be mean.

She looks at Vo with a wry smile. So, this guy you helped...was he cute?

[Beans]

Still hugging her puppet, Vo nods.
I hoped he'd stay with me... so I wouldn't be as lonely as I am...

[Quinsar]

He's the guy I was following...
I heard him talk about you, big me!

[KerfuffleMach2]

So, after you healed him...did you just say he's good to go? Did you ask him to dinner? What'd you do?

[Beans]

I... I couldn't ask him to dinner, I mean... he was talking about how he had to go back and finish what he started...

Wait, he talked about me?
W-what did he say?

[Chas the mage]

Chas is here, playing guitar. His charisma can be seen from outer space, One hour of conversation with him is equivalent to 16 years of college, He can disarm you with his looks... or his hands... either way. If he were to give you directions, you'd never get lost. And you would arrive at least 5 minutes early, He doesn't need credit cards, his word is good enough. If there were an interesting gland, his would be bigger than most men’s small intestines.

Richard is here, drinking a gin and tonic.

Liam drinks.

The half dozen some soldiers are playing a table-top role-playing game.

A man enters. He has a Mosin Nagant sniper rifle a crossed his back, and wears a navy blue jumpsuit, with a buttons down the front. On the back there are a series of numbers and letters. He has a ratty beard and untamed black hair.

[Quinsar]

He said a girl helped him, and that she was really nice...
they weren't too happy about his undeath...

[Beans]

He said a girl helped him, and that she was really nice...
they weren't too happy about his undeath...
Vo looks first happy... then sad that she caused trouble with the guy's friends.
Oh... that's...

[Quinsar]

They were discussing whether or not to kick him out.

[Beans]

Vo's face falls.
Oh, no...

[Quinsar]

But then he'll come back here, right?

[Chas the mage]

Chas plays his guitar.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna looks at Vo.

If they do kick him out, that'd be a good time to show up to help him more.

[Beans]

But then he'll come back here, right?
Y-yeah, but... I wanted to help him, not... make him get kicked out of his organization...

She looks at Merna and blinks.

[Recaiden]

Riki throws a knife over her shoulder at Chas. [Insulting word] musicians.
Then she walks over to the soldiers and asks if she can join the game.

[Quinsar]

Yeah, what she said!:smallbiggrin:

[Beans]

Vo smiles tentatively.
Well... i-if I can help him, that's good...

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna nods.

And that'll open the door to get to know him better, and then takes things from there.

[Quinsar]

Speaking of which, Rico (http://public5.tektek.org/img/av/1002/d27/1930/a3ae434.png) walks in, he's frowning...

[Chas the mage]

"How respectful..." Chas mutters.

"Sure" one of the soldiers, presumably the DM, responds. the players appear to be playing dungeons and dragons, or some version there of. All are around level 9 and the setting is what appears to be fairly generic fantasy, with allusions to the empire from which they hail.

[Beans]

Rico?
Are... are you alright?

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna decides to head over to the bar, so as not to be in the way.

[Quinsar]

the puppet floats along with Merna.
You are that loser who made me's girlfriend, right?




Yeah.. I'm fine...

[Beans]

Glad to hear that...
Did... something happen?
You seem a little upset.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna raises an eyebrow at the puppet.

What?

[Quinsar]

ZThey said I couldn't fight anymore... Called me a demon...




You're the girlfriend of the wizardy guy, right?
The loser who made me.

[Beans]

Oh... I-I'm so sorry...

[KerfuffleMach2]

Yeah, I'll let him know you said he's a loser.

Also, the correct term would be fiancé.

[Recaiden]

Isn't their reality a generic fantasy setting?
A character sheet and dice appear in front of Riki, and she sits down. For now just listening, waiting until her character can enter the story.

[Quinsar]

Can you ask him to make me a new hand?
And some hair?



It's not your fault...

[Beans]

Yeah, but I...
Yeah.

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna nods. Sure. Just don't get it blown off again, okay? She smirks a little.

[Quinsar]

It's okay.
It's probably best that I'm back here.




PVo nods.

[Beans]

Well... anything else I can help you with?

[Quinsar]

No.
What can undead do...?

[KerfuffleMach2]

Merna orders a drink and glances in Vo's direction every so often. Just to keep an eye on things.

[Beans]

No.
What can undead do...?

We don't feel pain.
Well, physical pain.
Alcohol and drugs don't affect us.
We don't need sleep.
I'm not sure about you, but the type I am, we can regenerate lost pieces by eating food.
We can remove and reattach our limbs.

[Chas the mage]

They live in a setting that could be considered slightly more than 20 minutes into the future (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/TwentyMinutesIntoTheFuture) plus magic and some fantasy stuff, and the setting of which they are role-playing is a medieval version, based on what actually happened in the setting.
The characters all seem to be good or neutral in some manner. The leader of the party is a paladin and they are currently in a crowded market in the city of Camalann, which is the capitol of their empire

[Quinsar]

Oaky...
That's cool, I guess....

[Recaiden]

Historical fiction! Riki loves history. She's trying to decide on a character to fit into a goody party like that, and chatting with the soldiers.

[Beans]

Yeah...
Sad thing is, a lot of people can't stand us.
Sometimes I feel like we're ashes scattered by the wind.

[Quinsar]

But instead of being scattered, why not stand unified?

[Beans]

That's exactly what I've wanted to be able to have us all do... but pulse or no pulse, people seem to find it hard to listen to a mad scientist.

[Quinsar]

Yeah, well I think it's a great idea.

[Beans]

She smiles.
Well, sometime we should put it into action.

[Quinsar]

Yeah.
He smiles and sits down.

[Beans]

Maybe... someday... we undead will have our own nation.
A place we can all call ours.

[Chas the mage]

The party leader is a paladin (I think I mentioned that already), there's a cleric, a elven ranger, a dashing blade, a monk from the east, and a dwarven warrior. One of the soldiers recommends a rogue, if you could come up with a good reason for a good or neutral alignment, a noble of some variety, and another soldier suggests an arcane spell-caster.

[Quinsar]

yeah....
That'd be amazing.

[Beans]

Vo's been a bit of a dreamer since forever.
She starts sketching something on a napkin.