{ACRO!!} Good League of Good LIV: Sleeping with the Lights On

[Lex-Kat]

PLEASE READ BEFORE POSTING IN THIS THREAD!

If you're new to GLoG:
The Good League of Good is an ACRONYM organization devoted to the redemption of evildoers and the care and support of those in need. If you are looking to smite evil, please check out HALO.

If you are new to Acro or ffrp, please come to the Acro OOC thread (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=138065) and introduce yourself first. :smallsmile:

Our IC leaders:
President: Happyturtle Amakirr (player: Happyturtle)
Vice President: Daisuke Hayashi (player: Horngeek)
Treasurer: Jazirian (player: KidKris)
Chief Warden/of Security: Susan (player: Billtodamax) and Judy (player: Lex-kat)
Heads of Pastoral Care: positions open

***
OOC: All players are welcome to make a character to join GLoG. The post-in-ooc-thread-first request 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 cause trouble in-character.
***
Membership form:

Name:
Current Moral or Ethical Leanings (Good/Evil):
Desired Moral or Ethical Leanings (Good/Evil):
Profession:
Race:
Age:
Why do you want to join GLoG?
How can you contribute to help support this organization's goals?
Any other important information:
Preferred room assignment:


((see room list and choose))


Character room assignments:
{table=head]Location|Character|Player|Room|Notes
Main Lodge|Happy Amakirr, President|Happyturtle||
|Charity Evans|Happyturtle
|Otaso|Hyozo
|Phoenix|KidKris
|Anshu|Iames
|Nimai|Iames
|Tomris Nafisim|Je dit Viola
Cabin 1|Jazirian, Khiansa|KidKris|
A|
|Susan, Head of Security|billtodamax|
C|
Cabin 2|Amadeus|Happy Days Falgorn|
A|
Cabin 3|Crodelus|Hyozo|
A|
Cabin 4|Shania|Lex-Kat|
D|broken windows
Cabin 5|Coplantor|Coplantor|
A|Visitors Cabin|
Cabin 6|Marley|ThePhantom|
A|
Cabin 7|Helykaan|Je dit Viola|
A|
Cabin 8|Koyuki|Piggyebil|
A|
|Krysta|Lex-kat|
B|
Cabin 9|Coma Nothing|Beans|
A|
|Vashal|Quinsar|
A|
|Yamako|iElf|
B|
Cabin 10|Brendan, Ashna|Bushranger, Recaiden|
A|
Infirmary|Eko|Earl of Purple|
[/table]

Each cabin has rooms A-D. The main lodge has plenty of bunk space, but there are no separate rooms.

Cabin 5 is reserved for visitors who do not want to stay at the lodge. They are requested to check in at the main lodge, where any member can give them permission to stay for a few days. Longer than that, and unless they are in need, they would be requested to either join or move to their own place or one of the local inns.


Description of the new GLoG setting:
After the original GLoG building was destroyed by an army of catpeople, the survivors took out a mortgage and purchased Phoenix Lake Campground. Facilities include the main lodge house, a bathhouse with separate male and female sections, a stable (no horses present), various picnic shelters, and a few scattered cabins. It's set in the foothills of the Acro mountains, and mainly surrounded by woods. There are many hiking trails nearby leading to mountaintop vistas, waterfalls, seacoves, and various other locations, both within this thread, and in the Outside thread. The campground is also within easy walking distance of the Taverna Generica and the city of Inside.

At the lake, there is a small dock with a little shed nearby where a few canoes and paddleboats are stored. (They probably should be inspected first before trying to put them in the water.) The swimming area has a GIANT slide and a rope swing. Because GIANT slides and rope swings are awesome. :smallbiggrin: There is also a playground under the trees, set back from the lake somewhat, and a set of horseshoe pits.

Having been built on a Generic Ancient Burial Ground, Phoenix Lake Campground is haunted by various ghosts. They are generally harmless, and for the most part glad to have some company, though pranks and hijinks may occur. Ghosts, like the drones of old, can be NPC'd by anyone. They tend to speak in Gray.

Speaking of drones, there are very few remaining, all of which are the basic hospitality drones rather than the war-ready Security drones. They can still be NPC'd by anyone, but there should never be more than one per player in the area. No more drone swarming. :smallfrown:

Surroundings:

South, by Neon Knight:
[Lake, Southern Shores]

Our descriptive tour starts here, because NK has jurisdiction here.

The southern shore is a gentle slope descending into the waters of the lake, sandy here and there, and perfect for waders and swimmers. There are no high banks along the water, which is normally quite pleasant. Being winter, of course, it is rather chilly. The foliage around the lake isn't prickly or harsh at all, and a free trees provide shade for those inclined to lounge nearby.

[South Meadow]

Immediately south of the central shoreline is a rather nice meadow. Although winter has robbed it of some joy and vitality, [South Meadow] will be a lovely spot for picnics when warmth returns, with soft grass, pretty blooms, and an arrangement of surrounding trees that lets in just enough wind to cool you off in the summer but blocks enough so that the windchill doesn't freeze you.

[South Forest]

As the tree line thickens, conifers and deciduous trees grow in thick clumps, making a patchy canopy overhead. Hiking trails wind through it here and there, but it is mostly overgrown; the southern woods are a more remote and neglected part of the campground.

The bare wooden limbs of the deciduous trees contrast sharply with the continued vitality and life of the firs and other conifers. The elevation gently slopes up the deeper south you go, wit forested hills rising and eventually the great peaks of the mountains forming the southern part of the valley.

North, by EleventhHour:
[Once in a lifetime, you get a new beginning]

GLoG, was blown apart and torn down, those who visited it mourned the loss of such an extravagant building, and for the loss of a landmark they grew up with. When they heard word of it being rebuilt, from almost the ground, people came to see, and to work. The following is an excerpt from a journal of a woman who came to see the new place...

On the northern shores of the lake, 'tis easy to see why they pick such a place. To the south it one range of mountains, sandy beaches and old forgotten trails, on the north side, things are rockier. For example, even as I write this, I stand on the head of a short cliffside some six feet above the glistening blue waters, well they are frozen over with ice at the moment, glittering in the sun, but I can imagine the summer view...

To look around, turning in an eastward fasion, it's easiest to notice the grey mountain peak of the beginning of the northern range, the massive waterfall feeding the lake shining white even from here, there are the forested groves and the low growing holly bushes, some dead for the winter, others still a vibrant green as thier sort dictates. To the north, I will have to travel through the woods, to be looking upon the sights. Coming back 'round to the west, you can see the battered place of old, where a graveyard must have stood, some pitted old pillars and laystones of granite grown over with moss, and pushed aside by saplings.

Upon starting the climb up the hillsides about the mountainous locale, I noticed that where some rockslides had taken the face away from the lower mountain revealing black, midnight cracks into the roots of the world, leading who knows where, and sealed for who knows how long. Ah! I have reached a merry pinnacle, about halfway up those imposing peaks. Oh, 'tis cold, certainly, but any who dare venture up this far are surely in for a treat of wonder. Looking down across the forest, you can see the blackened trees to the west, and the breaks in the treeline where the cabins and lodges stand empty, with the little cleared roads drawing snaked pathes between them.

Up here, you can taste the frigid air, and only the lowest growing bushes are able to grow at all. Miraculously, when I stopped in a little enclave on the side of the hill, heading back down now, there were blueberries growing! In the middle of winter, no less! Unfortunately, there was a storm brewing, and I had no time to stop and wait. One thing did catch my eye though, on the way down, that somehow I couldn't see from the peak, and I have yet to drop by the main lodge itself to see, but from here I could see a tree, massive beyond reason of twisted branches and a trunk easily as large as a house, I would say it was a blue ash, but they couldn't possibly grow so tall...

Island: (by Rebonack)
In the midst of the lake there is a small island. Getting here is a bit of a swim unless other means of transportation are available.

It's generally sandy with more than a few alder trees quite happy to take advantage of the water. Everything is powdered with a light application of snow, disturbed by only the occasional bird footprints. Isn't exactly the sort of location large animals come to.

The place is largely wooded with the occasional granite boulder sticking out of the snow, strange swirling petroglyphs etched into them. And in the middle of the island is a structure of decent size. A low, squat building of stacked stones. Looks to be a crypt of some kind.

Should one step into the barrow...

It's dark inside. And kinda wet. The walls are carved with the same odd swirling sigils that were found on several of the stones outside. In the middle of the ruin lies a huge stone table, ancient glyphs ringing the edge. The slab appears to have broken ages ago, split right down the middle. Several windows allow sunlight to filter in, causing the various stone to cast long shadows.

Or at least they do when the skylights aren't covered in snow.


Buildings:
Main Lodge: This large building contains an industrial kitchen with a cafeteria style serving area, and an open space that was once used as the dining hall. The space is warmed by a massive fireplace. Bunk beds are lined up on one end of the hall, opposite the kitchen, and a few comfy chairs and sofas are beginning to appear around the fireplace as they are procured. The building itself is made of stone.

Bathhouse: This building is divided into the men's and women's bathhouses, with entrances at either end. It has shower stalls, a line of sinks, and toilet stalls in each. By now, the shower curtains have been replaced and the whole area has been scrubbed to cleanliness and usability.

Cabins: Each cabin has 4 rooms, each with shelves and space for three bunk beds. The ones nearest to the lodge have been cleaned out and are habitable, though they lack furniture and any source of heat.

Infirmary:
The outside of the infirmary looks just like all the rest of the buildings. Nothing distinguishes it at all.

But inside, everything is white, with silver highlighting. Even though it doesn't seem possible, when looking from outside, sunlight filters inside. Giving the place a warm feeling with natural light.

A soft, soothing music filters through the whole building and words can barely be heard saying words of healing and comfort, like: "You are going to be okay." "We'll take care of you." "You are dear to us." and so on.

Each room is walled off for a limited amount of privacy, because the pixies know that humans seem to need this. Strange. But it is limited. There are no doors.

Kinda looks like this:
______________________________________
|___/___/___/___/___/___/___/___/___/___|
|__/___/___/___/___/___/___/___/___/___/|
|__________________________________---|
|_\___\___\___\___\___\___\___\___\___\_|
|__\___\___\___\___\___\___\___\___\___\|


Except the angles are more severe, so that people on the other side of the hall can't see into anyone's room. Only someone intentionally looking in, can see you.



Ghosts:

{table=head]Ghost|Player|Notes
Teenage Prankster|Hyozo|Seems to enjoy tormenting Charity
Bloody gentleman|Hyozo|
Ironbeard|Happyturtle|A dwarven gentleman rake
Lady Anastasia Miranda Ophelia Stuart|Happyturtle|former royal courtesan
Nurse Piper|NPC|Former camp nurse, thinks of the GLoG infirmary as her domain
Lady Phoenix|ThePhantom|the lady in the faded red dress
Vidalia|Lex-kat|Former member of old GLoG
Heather|Happyturtle|Drowned teenage girl
Jase|Happyturtle|teenage boy
[/table]

http://public5.tektek.org/img/av/1001/d10/1026/f540261.png (http://tektek.org/avatar/33956942)


Attention villains:
Conflict is great! It's the heart of any story, and there isn't much to roleplay without it. However, as a player to player courtesy, please check in with the players who are active at any given time before launching an attack. Not everyone wants to roleplay combat scenes, and sometimes there are other things going on (http://www.giantitp.com/comics/oots0497.html) that players don't want to interrupt for a random fight. Either a PM/IM to players, a short post in thread to say ((Mind if I introduce a villain here?)) or a longer post in the OOC thread if it's a larger plot is appreciated.

Also, please don't plan any villainy that will result in destroying the base or having the same effect (poisoning the lake, burning down the forest, etc.)

Base Defences:
So Khiansa goes around the grounds, casting alarm spells around the surrounding woods, and wards against the weaker classes of undead, devil or demon (eg. Those least likely to be PCs :smallwink:), weak wards to limit the strength of destructive magic, and other such weak fields of protection, in order to make things a bit safer in general, before he can eventually go back over and make stronger, more selective wards.
After setting up the wards, he'll start the considerably harder work of magically fortifying the buildings themselves, especially the lodge, weaving spells of protection and strength in between and through the building materials, so that they may better withstand attack.

NB: As part of a continuing effort to move away from DnD and become more freeform, there is no longer any inbuilt organizational capability of 'alignment detection'. Individual PCs may or may not have this ability.


Reference images:

Main lodge:
http://www.campgreenville.org/myimages/img_1464.jpg

GIANT slide:
http://www.campgreenville.org/myimages/historical_4.jpg

The lake:

http://www.campgreenville.org/myimages/img_1545.jpg




***When this thread reaches 50 pages, anyone can make a new GLoG thread, which grants them the right to choose the title and (optional) theme song. Please be willing to keep the cabin list updated, and check that the link to the Acro OOC thread is current. If you anticipate being away from the forums much during the lifetime of the thread (each thread usually lasts a few weeks) then please let someone else do it.***

[Lex-Kat]

Nothing happens when she touches the feather, and Shania is able to carry it/keep it wherever she likes.
Shania goes to sleep in her room.

It's been a long day.

[Lord Iames Osari]

"Having a fight at a party is no fun!" Jamie declares, before, spotting an oak tree with a low-hanging branch near the lake, running over to it and hopping up onto the branch!

"Yeah!" Nimai hops up after her. "Have you seen Holly or Abigail?"

[McBish]

Sophia, a young women of about 16 walks around the camp ground looking around.

[Lex-Kat]

An onion will begin following Sophia around. It tries hard not to be noticed.

[McBish]

For awhile Sophia doesn't notice it, then she glances back and smiles a bit. A onion, following her. Oh that is just silly.

[Lex-Kat]

The onion, seeing her glance back, tries to hide behind some tall grass. :smalleek:

[McBish]

Sophia sits down looking at the long grass the onion went and hid behind. Hey there little guy it's OK you don't need to hide.

[Lex-Kat]

The onion rolls out a little. He seems nervous. You... you won't eat me?

[McBish]

Of course not. Never been a big fan of vegetables, and I would never eat anything that can talk. I'm Sophia. She says smiling at the onion.

[Lex-Kat]

I'm... The Onion. If it could smile, it would. My mistress sent me to spy on you. What are you doing here? It rolls closer to Sophia.

[McBish]

I heard about a place that had a mission to help people. I figured I could come and check it out. Who is your mistress, does she live around here?

She says starting to reach out to pet the onion.

[Lex-Kat]

The onion flinches away from the hand, still not 100% sure of her motives. Vidalia. She lives here in GLoG. But she doesn't want to be seen by those she's watching.

The onion rolls back, deciding to chance the pet. She wonders, do you wish to join GLoG? What can you do, other than pet onions?

[McBish]

Sophia will let it take it's time to get comfortable with getting petted, just gently rubbing and scratching, making sure not to tear off any skin.

I see, well I am sort of interested in joining. And I am a pretty good fighter, and a decent musician. Plus I do like helping people when I can.

[Lex-Kat]

Well, let me show you around then. The onion, rolls past Sophia. First thing you may have noticed was the watchtower, built for us by HALO. A vine springs out of the onion, somehow staying stationary even as it rolls.

And over here are the cabins. You can choose to either take a room in one of the smaller ones, or the Main Lodge. Another vine points toward the Main Lodge.

[McBish]

Very nice. You guys have a nice little rustic thing going on here. She says looking around. She seems to be enjoying the tour from an onion.

[Lex-Kat]

Yeah. It's not as good as our previous home. There was a magical training arena below. The infirmary was second to none, or so I hear. But this place is nice.

They begin to pass the only white building. That is the new infirmary. Built by the Amazonian Pixies as a gift. I've heard rumors that it is imbued with magical healing properties. The onion whispers conspiratorially.

[McBish]

I see, what happened to the old place. She says sounding interested in the history of this place.

[Lex-Kat]

It was destroyed during the invasion of catpeople. And then, when the catpeople were cleared out, It was over-run by some spacebugs.

The Onion rolls on. And over here is Lake Phoenix. Note the Giant Slide and Rope Swing. Also, there are ghosts that seem attracted to this place. Most of them seem to be teens. And I haven't seen any malicious ones yet.

And back here are the shower rooms. One for each gender. We do have children running about also. So if you plan any curtain pulling, do it someplace private, please.

Halfway through this last paragraph, Sophia may note that the voice becomes more feminine. The Onion begins to shift into a beautiful woman with long black hair, and bright green eyes. So, what do you think? She's wearing a white halter top and jean skirt.

[McBish]

It seems very nice. And don't worry I think if I start to pull any curtains my dad will break his word and come kick the butt of whoever I did it with. So are you the onion's mistress? Sophia says smiling but blushing a bit.

[Lex-Kat]

That I am. Vidalia smiles. And it's too bad. You are such a cute young thing. Vidalia gives her a wink. So, do you have any questions? More specifics?

[McBish]

Don't think you are the first to tell me that.

Well what is it that you guys do? I mean I heard you like helping people, that is about it.

Sophia doesn't seem uncomfortable with being called cute by Vidalia.

[Lex-Kat]

Well, on occasion we hear about a village being harrassed and we send help. Or if someone comes here, looking to change their.... wicked ways, we will attempt to redeam them. Some are more successful than others.

I used to be a very bad little onion-girl. But with the help of a couple of people I loved and cared for, I changed. And now I'm here helping those who helped me.

Vidalia will begin walking toward the Main Lodge. Are you hungry? We have some good food here as well.

[McBish]

Sophia stands up and starts to follow her.

Yeah that sounds like something I would be interested in helping out with. And not just for the promise of good food.

She says chuckling a bit.

[Lex-Kat]

Vidalia smiles. The food isn't that good. Vidalia leads Sophia to the Main Lodge, and then to the kitchen. What would you like? We don't have anything gourmet.

[McBish]

Oh I just enjoy a good meal. How about some hamburger or hotdogs. She says thinking about good camp food.

[Lex-Kat]

Coming right up. Vidalia goes into the kitchen and begins to prepare some hamburgers.

A moment later, she comes back out. How do you like them?

[McBish]

Medium rare please and thank you. Sophia answers looking for a place to sit down.

[Lex-Kat]

There's benches and tables in the dining hall. There are likely other characters there. Characters whose players haven't posted since, oh I don't know, the third thread? But they are chatting among themselves, protected in a perma-deadtime that no one else can penetrate, until they pull themselves out.

With a nod, Vidalia goes back into the kitchen. Moments later, she emerges with a plate of four hamburger patties, a second plate with buns, mustard, ketchup, lettuce, green peppers, mayonnaise, relish, and pickles. No onions.

There are tendrils holding all the different condiments. Here we go. She sits down across from Sophia.

[McBish]

Sophia sits down to eat. Thank you so much, this looks great. She takes one of the hamburgers and starts to put on all sorts of fixings on it. So you've been here for a while then. Is this place fairly busy. I imagine living so close to the Nexus would provide all sorts of situations to be dealt with.

[The Bushranger]

Don't forget the NPC Alex and Alexis who are probably in the dining hall, happily being NPCs.
:smallfrown:

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[Lakeside]


"Yeah!" Nimai hops up after her. "Have you seen Holly or Abigail?"

"I haven't seen Holly. But I did see Abigail! She helped fight off the bad man who wanted to take Daddy away. Except he wasn't fighting." Jamie gets a worried look. "I hope she didn't think she did something wrong and ran away!"

[Lord Iames Osari]

[Lakeside]

"I haven't seen Holly. But I did see Abigail! She helped fight off the bad man who wanted to take Daddy away. Except he wasn't fighting." Jamie gets a worried look. "I hope she didn't think she did something wrong and ran away!"

"Me too." Nimai looks around. "So what are we doing?"

[The Bushranger]

Jamie shrugs. "I dunno. Sitting on a tree branch?"
She giggles.
"It's really nice out here!"
She swings her legs, smiling.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Nimai nods in agreement and looks out over the lake.

[The Bushranger]

Jamie looks out as well. They spot Nessie!
"When are your mommy and daddy going to go try and catch those bad guys?" she asks.

[McBish]

Sophia puts away her food while sitting in the main cabin. She looks around to see if anyone is undeadtimed and interested in talking.

[Lord Iames Osari]

"Soon," Nimai says. "There's a lot of cleaning up to do. An airship crashed."

[The Bushranger]

Quinn's in the Infirmary, and Jamie's by the lakeshore with Nimai, if Sophia wants a conversation partner. :smallsmile:

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[Lakeshore]

"Wow! Really? I hope nobody was hurt too bad," Jamie says earnestly. "Mommy could help if they were!"

[McBish]

Sophia does indeed feel like stretching her legs. So she stands up and starts to walk. The two girls at the lake might see her, she wonders how warm the water is.

Sophia by the way is a 16 year old girl that looks human, and has short spiky blond hair.

[Lord Iames Osari]

[In a Tree by the Lake]

"I think they got everybody out already. But they still have to deal with the ship."

[lord pringle]

An elven woman with a harp and a cat walks in to the GLoG area and shouts so someone will come see her E-E-E-Excuse Me Is this G-G-GLoG? Here's m-m-m-my form. she says as she will hand over this form written in pen
Name:
Current Moral or Ethical Leanings (Good/Evil): Good Evil Evil
Desired Moral or Ethical Leanings (Good/Evil): Good
Profession: Bard/ druid Blighter Druid
Race:Elf (Not a Drow!)
Age: 54
Why do you want to join GLoG?: to redeem myselfand prevent others from doing what I did.
How can you contribute to help support this organization's goals?: I can cast magic to effect plants. Keep the facilities lush and green. And I know how to make good S'mores.
Any other important information:
Preferred room assignment: 6b

[The Bushranger]

[Lakeside Tree]

"Oh. Well. That's good then."
Jamie nods, and then, spotting Sofia, waves cheerfully!

Jamie (http://public5.tektek.org/img/av/1003/d17/0002/e1ee810.png) looks to be about 7, with red hair and brown eyes.


[Elsewhere]

Dr. Quinn (http://public4.tektek.org/img/av/0908/d28/1318/8d8d494.png), Medicine Woman, a brown-haired, greenish-brown-eyed palading of freedom, telepath, and champion of a goddess, emerges hearing the newcomer, and accepts the form with a smile. "Welcome to GLoG. I'm Quinn, head of pastoral care and soon to be member of the Trimuvirate, and you might be?"

[ApeofLight]

Garth is sleeping peacefully beneath a tree.

[McBish]

[Down by the lake]

Sophia waves back to Jamie and to Nimai as well.

[The Bushranger]

[Sittin' on the tree by the lake...]

"Hello!" Jamie calls to the teenager. "I'm Jamie! Who are you? Do you like pretty colors?"

[McBish]

[By the Lake]

I'm Sophia. And yes I think pretty colors are well, pretty. I don't have any reason not to like them. Who are you?

[The Bushranger]

"Jamie Misaki Catherine Druid," Jamie says proudly. "But I'm just Jamie! And this is my friend Nimai," she introduces her fellow Magical Girl. "It's great to meet you Sophia."

[McBish]

Nice to meet you to Jamie and you to Nimai, do you guys live here?

She says smiling.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Nimai nods, but says no more because her player is distracted right now.

[The Bushranger]

"Yup!"
Jamie nods happily.
"My mommy and daddy live here and I do too! Nimai's mommy and daddy don't live here though. So I don't see her much."
She frowns a little.

[McBish]

Well that is too bad. Though it seems like this place is a good place to live, and to have friends over.

[The Bushranger]

"It's the best!"
Jamie nods eagerly.
"Do you live here? I'd like to be friends! Maybe you could meet Holly and Abigail and Decker too."

[McBish]

No I don't live here, yet at least. I've been thinking about joining up though. It seems like a nice place.

[ApeofLight]

Garth continues his peaceful and lazy nap beneath a tree near the main base.

[The Bushranger]

"It is!" Jamie nods happily. "It's nice and safe and the best people live here."


((Would post somebody for Garth, but I'm not feeling up to it, sorry Ape. :smallfrown:))

[McBish]

((Only got the one character.))

Yeah it seems like a very nice place to live. I also think it would be nice to help out with the whole helping people thing.

[The Bushranger]

Jamie nods eagerly.
"I help too! Me and Nimai and Holly helped take care of a bad man recently."
She smiles broadly.
"He was being mean and attacking people but we teamed up and blew him away!"

[McBish]

Wow that is impressive, it's always fun to blast away bad men.

[The Bushranger]

"Yeah! I wouldn't want to do anything to good people. Or not-good people who didn't deserve it." Jamie nods with conviction. "But he did and we stopped him."

[lord pringle]

[Lakeside Tree]

"Oh. Well. That's good then."
Jamie nods, and then, spotting Sofia, waves cheerfully!

Jamie (http://public5.tektek.org/img/av/1003/d17/0002/e1ee810.png) looks to be about 7, with red hair and brown eyes.


[Elsewhere]

Dr. Quinn (http://public4.tektek.org/img/av/0908/d28/1318/8d8d494.png), Medicine Woman, a brown-haired, greenish-brown-eyed palading of freedom, telepath, and champion of a goddess, emerges hearing the newcomer, and accepts the form with a smile. "Welcome to GLoG. I'm Quinn, head of pastoral care and soon to be member of the Trimuvirate, and you might be?"

I-I-I'm C-C-C-Claire. Nice g-g-green place you got here.

[McBish]

Sophia smiles and nods. Yeah hurting good people is never fun, and should be avoided at all costs. Sophia says solemnly.

[The Bushranger]

Quinn smiles reassuringly at Claire. "It's good to meet you, Claire. It is nice here, and I think you'll find the people here kind and generous."

Except for Tobias, of course.
But he's Quinn's fiancé, so he gets a pass. :smalltongue:

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Jamie just nods emphatically, in complete agreement with Sophia.

Of course, with bad people, her daddy's side of her comes out to play. :smallamused::smalltongue:

[McBish]

Meh Sophia has some angry blood in her as well. She often flies into rages during fights.

So who would I talk to about becoming a member here.

[lord pringle]

Quinn smiles reassuringly at Claire. "It's good to meet you, Claire. It is nice here, and I think you'll find the people here kind and generous."

Except for Tobias, of course.
But he's Quinn's fiancé, so he gets a pass. :smalltongue:

Th-Th-Th-Thanks. Do they l-l-l-l-let people repent?

[The Bushranger]

Absolutely! In fact, that's kind of why we're here," Quinn explains. "The whole point of the Good League of Good is redemption."


Yes, people, yuk it up about how terrible we are at it. >_> :smalltongue:

---

Remember, Jamie is the Spawn of Tobias. :smallamused::smalltongue:

"You could talk to Auntie Susan or Daisuke or maybe Mommy could help you!" Jamie smiles broadly.

[McBish]

Yeah well Sophia comes from Kyrian, so I'd say they are about even.

Ah I see. I guess I'll go and find one of them. It's been nice talking to you.

[lord pringle]

Absolutely! In fact, that's kind of why we're here," Quinn explains. "The whole point of the Good League of Good is redemption."


Yes, people, yuk it up about how terrible we are at it. >_> :smalltongue:

C-C-C-Cool! Where will I be St-t-t-taying?

[The Bushranger]

"We have cabins for our members," Quinn smiles. "You can choose any of the unoccupied ones, or take a cot in the main lodge."

---

Heh. :smallbiggrin:

"You too! I'd love to talk again." Jamie waves cheerfully.

[McBish]

Sophia starts to walk around looking for a Susan, or an older lady that sort of looks like Jamie, or a guy named Daisuke.

[lord pringle]

"We have cabins for our members," Quinn smiles. "You can choose any of the unoccupied ones, or take a cot in the main lodge."

---

Heh. :smallbiggrin:

"You too! I'd love to talk again." Jamie waves cheerfully.

Sweet. She says with a smile where is the nearest empty c-c-c-cabin?

[The Bushranger]

"I'd suggest Cabin 2, Room B," Quinn says with a smile.

Sophia might spot Quinn talking to Claire, she looks a good bit like Jamie but with brown hair.

...and, alas, a deadtime ooze nomming on her. :smallfrown:

[lord pringle]

thank you!

[McBish]

Sophia wanders about for a bit and manages to find a membership form in the main lodge. She sits down to fill it out.

Name: Sophia Rilynt'tar
Current Moral or Ethical Leanings (Good/Evil): Good
Desired Moral or Ethical Leanings (Good/Evil): Good
Profession: Traveling Performer and doer of deeds
Race: Sayian godspawn
Age: 15
Why do you want to join GLoG? It seems like a good orginization. I have known people that have had a hard time being good all the time and would like to help out those that need it.
How can you contribute to help support this organization's goals? I am a decent fighter and a good listener.
Any other important information: Nothing much.
Preferred room assignment: Anywhere with a roof over my head.

Once she is done filling out the form she pulls out her lute from it's case and after quickly tuning it she starts to play for a bit.

[ApeofLight]

Garth continues his nap beneath a tree.

[The Bushranger]

Quinn, meanwhile, shrugs off that nasty deadtime ooze and, spotting Sophia, heads in her direction.

((Hm. Erin should meet Sophia some time. Since she knew Kyr.))

[McBish]

Ah yes, wasn't that the evil one? Not actually related to Sophia, due to alternate versions of people.

Sophia stops playing seeing someone approach. Hello there.

[The Bushranger]

((Dunno how Kyr in HALO fit into things, other than he was BR's romantic rival of sorts for awhile. Of course, Raistlin wound up beating them both...))

"Good evening." Quinn smiles. "I understand you wish to join us? I'm Quinn, Head of Pastoral Care."

[McBish]

((Meh I think he was different Kyrian was before the migration and then Kyr made an appearance while Kyrian stayed in Enup.))

Sophia smiles. Yes I have the form right here. I am Sophia. She says handing her the application.

[The Bushranger]

((...sounds like the Two Erins syndrome. :smalltongue:))

Quinn takes the application, and arches an eyebrow a bit after reading it. "Godspawn? Sounds like something Draken would say. Well, that's all good then, and welcome to the Good League of Good. Would you perhaps be interested in helping out in the infirmary?"

[McBish]

Yeah I was being a bit literal there. Being the spawn of two gods, though honestly I don't have a whole lot of special powers from it.

And sure I can help a bit. Though I really only know basic first aid. I don't really have too much magic myself.

She says with a smile.

[The Bushranger]

"Well, that's good, because most of my talents lie in the magical end of healing. So somebody to help handle the non-magical end would be good. Just be careful until Nurse Piper decides you can be trusted. That...might take awhile," Quinn admits.

[McBish]

Sophia just shrugs not knowing who Nurse Piper is. OK, though I am usually better at causing injuries then fixing them up. Also I heard you guys were big into the redeeming thing right, how does that work?

[The Bushranger]

"Not too well."

"Basically, we try to set an example for people who want to do better," Quinn explains after a moment's thought. "To create an environment where people can reflect on what they've been, meditate on what they want to be, and do good deeds."

[McBish]

Oh OK then. I guess I can do that. So the infirmary huh, I don't suppose you could give me a tour? She says starting to put away her lute.

[The Bushranger]

"I certainly can." Quinn smiles. "By the way, it's good to see another artist here. We could use some additional musicians."

She waits until Sophia is ready, then leads the way to the Infirmary.

[McBish]

Sophia puts the lute on her back and will follow. My pleasure. I've been playing and singing since just a little before I could actually pronounce most words correctly.

[The Bushranger]

"That's pretty amazing. My daughter is a bit of a painter, although she didn't start as early as you," Quinn explains as they cross the outdoors pasth to the Infirmary.

[McBish]

Yeah well, music runs in my blood. She says looking around the compound as they walk around.

[The Bushranger]

"It's a good thing to have there."

And then they arrive at the Infirmary, which is quite well stocked, and Quinn shows Sophia around all the things her player doesn't know well enough to describe. :smalltongue:

[McBish]

Yes I agree that it is. How about yourself any musical talent?

She is mindful of her tour in the infirmary doing her best to remember where everything is in case she needs to use it someday in an emergency.

[The Bushranger]

"Not musical, per se, but I love singing." Quinn blushes a little. "I guess I have a little talent at it."

[McBish]

Oh well that is musical, I'd love to hear you sing sometime. Sophia says with a wide smile.

[The Bushranger]

Quinn smiles back. "Perhaps you shall. Maybe we could try having you play while I sing, even?"

[McBish]

Sure that sounds like a plan. Though I think we would need an audience for that. She says smiling and hoping to make Quinn blush just a bit more. Maybe we could have a bonfire or something.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Nimai undeadtimes.

[The Bushranger]

She's successful, because Quinn's thinking about Toby being in the audience. :smallwink: "Maybe marshmallows, too? Jamie and her friends would love those, I bet."




Speaking of Jamie, she undeadtimes as well.
Still out on a limb. :smalltongue:

[McBish]

Sure, bonfires are good for cooking all sorts of things. And I'd like to meet some other members her as well.

[The Bushranger]

Quinn nods. "Things can be quiet here sometimes, but I think you'll enjoy it here. Oh, you might get to meet some of the ghosts as well."

[McBish]

Oh yeah the onion mentioned something about ghosts, are there lots of them here?

[The Bushranger]

"The...oh, you mean Vidalia. Yeah, there's lots of ghosts here. Nurse Piper is one, even. She's a...bit gruff at times, but she's very good." Quinn sighs. "Better than me, probably, even."

[McBish]

Sophia smiles. Well at least they aren't the violent throwing your stuff around kind of ghosts then.

[horngeek]

Abigail is around. :smalltongue:

[Lord Iames Osari]

Speaking of Jamie, she undeadtimes as well.
Still out on a limb. :smalltongue:

Nimai looks up the tree. "Have you ever been to the top?"

[The Bushranger]

Abigail might spot Jamie and Nimai sitting on the branch of an oak tree by the lakeside!

Jamie looks up in the tree and shakes her head. "Nope! Only this high."

She then spots Abigail and waves enthuiastically!

---

"Some are pranksters. You'll want earplugs when one messes with Charity's stuff." Quinn laughs.

[McBish]

Sophia laughs. Ok will do. Also about sleeping arrangements, I'm guessing it's pick your own room in one of the cabins?

[The Bushranger]

Quinn nods. "It is. Some of the rooms are occupied (and the list needs to be updated) but there's a few available still. More if you don't mind fixing up some of the rattier cabins."

[McBish]

Sophia nods. Right then I think I'm going to go grab a room and get some sleep.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Abigail might spot Jamie and Nimai sitting on the branch of an oak tree by the lakeside!

Jamie looks up in the tree and shakes her head. "Nope! Only this high."

She then spots Abigail and waves enthuiastically!

Nimai waves to Abigail too. "Hi, Abigail!" she calls.

[The Bushranger]

"Alright." Quinn nods. "I'll see you in the morning then?"

---

Jamie keeps waving! :smalltongue:

[McBish]

Will do see you in the morning.

She heads to an empty room to get some rest.

[Ashen Lilies]

There seem to be sounds of distress coming from Cabin 1. Room A, in fact. And the distress is seemingly coming from a certain Gold Dragon Rogue, and GLoG's treasurer.
Help!

[happyturtle]

Happy hears the Sounds of Distress and goes running to Cabin 1A, bursting in without knocking. Or, you know, attempting to.

[lord pringle]

Happy hears the Sounds of Distress and goes running to Cabin 1A, bursting in without knocking. Or, you know, attempting to.

Claire comes running after in pajamas holding her lyre.

[Ashen Lilies]

She'll find that bursting in is somewhat hard, given that the door is open, and Jazirian is in the doorway. If she's particularly insistent, she could push Jazirian out of the way, close the door, take a few steps back, then burst in. If she's still sane however, she'll just slip past the stunned Jazirian to see Phyllis on the floor, not in the best of health. You know, given part of her have been burned to oblivion, and she has a hole through her face. Curiously, besides the pool of silver blood ruining the floor, the room does not seem to be adversely affected. That wallclock needs straightening though.

[happyturtle]

Well she wouldn't go pushing past Jazirian since he was the one calling for help.

"What is it? What happened?"

[Ashen Lilies]

Jazirian steps aside, letting her see the mess on the floor.

[happyturtle]

"... Who did this? Are you hurt?"

[lord pringle]

"... Who did this? Are you hurt?"

If so should I heal you?

[Ashen Lilies]

"I-I'm fine. I just came in and then-"
Yeah. Corpse.

[lord pringle]

"I-I'm fine. I just came in and then-"
Yeah. Corpse.

((what happened?))

[happyturtle]

There isn't much to say. She can't say it's okay, because it's clearly not. She can't swear to find the killer, because she has no particular forensic abilities, magical or mundane. So... she squeezes Jazirian's shoulder (oh noes! godmodding! :smalleek:) and then kneels down to touch the body and see if it's still warm.

[lord pringle]

There isn't much to say. She can't say it's okay, because it's clearly not. She can't swear to find the killer, because she has no particular forensic abilities, magical or mundane. So... she squeezes Jazirian's shoulder (oh noes! godmodding! :smalleek:) and then kneels down to touch the body and see if it's still warm.

Shall I b-b-b-bring h-h-h-him bac-c-c-ck?

[happyturtle]

She'll find that bursting in is somewhat hard, given that the door is open, and Jazirian is in the doorway. If she's particularly insistent, she could push Jazirian out of the way, close the door, take a few steps back, then burst in. If she's still sane however, she'll just slip past the stunned Jazirian to see Phyllis on the floor, not in the best of health. You know, given part of her have been burned to oblivion, and she has a hole through her face. Curiously, besides the pool of silver blood ruining the floor, the room does not seem to be adversely affected. That wallclock needs straightening though.

((This))

"No. She was the servant of Freya <some goddess whose name I don't know>. It isn't our place to bring her back." Happy says.

Happy:
http://i431.photobucket.com/albums/qq40/happyturtle-avs/avatar22.png

[Ashen Lilies]

Phyllis is a she.
It is reasonably warm, yes. Less than 10 minutes since death.
Jazirian is just sort of standing there. Freakin' dead people in his room.
...
Plus, there is the matter of Morizan.

[happyturtle]

Should I handwave in that Happy met Morizan sometime? Because otherwise, she wouldn't have any idea.

"The body is still warm. Maybe we can find whoever did this." Happy rolls a completely untrained forensics check!

Unless there are silver-blooded footprints leading away, or something equally obvious, this is not likely to succeed.

[Ashen Lilies]

Yeah, okay.

Happyturtle rolls an 8! She deduces that the burns were caused by fire. =D
Hail to her forensic skills!

[happyturtle]

"Do you know where Morizan is? We don't want him to see his mother aunt like this." Happy says, as ooc knowledge myteriously is transmuted to ic knowledge.

[Ashen Lilies]

Aunt.
"He's usually by the lake, this time of day."

[happyturtle]

It's totally not Happy's fault that she has a forgetful and absentminded player!

"Okay... one of us needs to stay here and clean up the body, while the other goes to talk to him. Take your pick." And since it would be self roleplay if Jazirian took option 2, I imagine he takes option 1.

Also, Happy has apparently never seen CSI, or she would know not to disturb the crime seen.

Also, someone needs to do a Horatio Caine quip, but I got nothing. :smallfrown:

[Ashen Lilies]

It looks like the angel...
*glasses*
...has joined the choir.
YEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHH.... no. Like Jazirian's touching that. He's the treasurer, not the corpse bather.
"Should we move her to the infirmary?"

[happyturtle]

I meant clean up the corpse from the cabin, not clean the corpse itself. :smalltongue:

"Yeah."

Happy, being unsqueamish about blood and guts and corpses and such, finds a blanket to put over the body, and then picks it up to carry to the infirmary.

The blanket isn't for her, it's for whoever might run across her path on the way to the infirmary.

[Ashen Lilies]

Yeah. It's pretty horrific.

((Deadtime. Jazirian can be godmodded for basic stuff.))

[The Bushranger]

And Quinn, working in the Infirmary, looks up as Happy arrives.

Bearing an Ex-Phyllis.

":smalleek:"

"Oh gods - what happened?"

She rushes over to help place Phyllis, who may or may not be pining for the fjords about now, onto one of the infirmary beds.

[happyturtle]

[Infirmary]

"I don't know. We need someone who can do divinations. Maybe Khiansa." >.<

"I need to go find Morizan." Happy says.

[ApeofLight]

Garth is in the main lodge sitting in front of the fire place.

[lord pringle]

[Infirmary]

"I don't know. We need someone who can do divinations. Maybe Khiansa." >.<

"I need to go find Morizan." Happy says.

I c-c-c-could t-t-t-try to d-d-d-do the d-d-d-divin-n what ever you just s-s-s-said Claire says looking freaked out and tense with her st-t-t-tudder getting visibly worse

[The Bushranger]

[Infirmary]

Quinn looks a little different than before. A little more weary, perhaps.
That's continuity catching up with her after her return from rescuing Krysta.
She does notice Happy's new look, but now's not the time for questions...

She nods to Claire, having no idea what they're divining or who Morizan is. :smalltongue:

"Probably a good idea. What do we need divined?" she asks Happy.

[lord pringle]

[Infirmary]

Quinn looks a little different than before. A little more weary, perhaps.
That's continuity catching up with her after her return from rescuing Krysta.
She does notice Happy's new look, but now's not the time for questions...

She nods to Claire, having no idea what they're divining or who Morizan is. :smalltongue:

"Probably a good idea. What do we need divined?" she asks Happy.

I d-d-d-don't kn-kn-kn-know! I'm n-n-n-new here!

[The Bushranger]

Quinn smiles reassuringly at Claire, and reaches to put a hand on her shoulder. "Just take a deep breath and relax, dear. Of course. That's why she needs to tell us." She nods torwards the deadtimed Happy, even as her words carry a soft, gentle quality she hopes will calm the nervous elf.

[happyturtle]

[Infirmary]

"We want to find out who killed Phyllis and why. We don't know if anyone else here is in danger." Happy says.

[lord pringle]

Quinn smiles reassuringly at Claire, and reaches to put a hand on her shoulder. "Just take a deep breath and relax, dear. Of course. That's why she needs to tell us." She nods torwards the deadtimed Happy, even as her words carry a soft, gentle quality she hopes will calm the nervous elf.

after I bit of calming her self down claire says I'm not sure if I-I-I-I'm for this job, I'm not a trained diviner.

[The Bushranger]

"But you can try, right?" Quinn continues speaking in a soft, gentle voice. "The only way to get better at something, is by practicing at it. If it works, that's great. If it doesn't, no harm's done."

...it's not like Phyllis is going to get any deader, after all.

[lord pringle]

"But you can try, right?" Quinn continues speaking in a soft, gentle voice. "The only way to get better at something, is by practicing at it. If it works, that's great. If it doesn't, no harm's done."

...it's not like Phyllis is going to get any deader, after all.

Claire puts her hands on the corpse she starts to hum as she then screeches out NO! NOT THE FACE! as she slumps down.
so yes there was harm done:smalltongue:

[The Bushranger]

Well, no harm to Phyllis, anyway.

Quinn rushes over and goes to put her arms around Claire's shoulders to try and hold her up, and reassure her.

[lord pringle]

Well, no harm to Phyllis, anyway.

Quinn rushes over and goes to put her arms around Claire's shoulders to try and hold her up, and reassure her.

touching Claire will cause a bit of a magical backlash...
you will see claire holding a lyre in a dead forest when a showder comes up to her envelopes her and she screams NO! NOT THE FACE!

[The Bushranger]

((a shadow, you mean?))

Quinn winces, and tries to project feelings of calm reassurance and safety, using her mental abilities.

[The Bushranger]

Jamie, meanwhile, goes to hop down off the tree branch to the ground!

[horngeek]

Zamira and Shrike arrive here!

Drunk. :smalltongue:

[The Bushranger]

As skunks!

And heading for Cabin 8 in a wobbly fashion, where Shrike (thankfully not singing on behalf of young ears about) holds the door for Zamira.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Nimai jumps down with her and makes a beeline for Abigail.

Meanwhile, Maralah approaches the front gate.

[horngeek]

And Zamira staggers in! :smalltongue:

[The Bushranger]

Jamie follows Nimai with a broad grin on her face!

---

Shrike follows Zamira in, closes the door, then tries to seize her Lunar Mate for a deep, passionate, and loving kiss.

[horngeek]

Zamira kisses back! Hmmmm...

[The Bushranger]

"Mmmmhmmm."
Shrike is in complete agreement with that assessment of the situation, as she tries to steer them both torwards the bed, remove pesky garments, and stay standing all at once.

Pick any two. :smalltongue:

[horngeek]

Zamira starts to topple over! :smalltongue:

[Lord Iames Osari]

[The Entrance]

Maralah enters and begins wandering around.

[Lakeside]

"Hi, Abigail! How are you?" Nimai asks.

[The Bushranger]

Onto the bed they fall, as Shrike reaches for the curtain!

---

Jamie keeps following Nimai, and waves to Abigail. "We found a tree that's great for climbing!"


((as her player hopes for more time tomorrow. G'nite everybody))

[horngeek]

{{Good night. :smallsmile:}}

The curtain falls! :smallamused:

----

Abigail grins. I'm great!

[Lord Iames Osari]

[Lakeside]

"Jamie said you got into a fight because somebody was trying to take her daddy away?"

[Outside]

Maralah wanders.

((Deadtime till tomorrow))

[horngeek]

Um... I sort of shot him, yeah.

[lord pringle]

Claire is still slumped over in the infirmary mumbling things to her self

[McBish]

Sophia wakes up and stretches in her bed. She gives one last hug to the small fox doll she has before tucking it away and heading outside.

Once outside she stretches in the sunlight starting to go through a few stretches much like Tai Chi.

[The Bushranger]

[Infirmary]

Quinn is still trying to comfort Claire.

[Lakeside/Outside]


[Lakeside]

"Jamie said you got into a fight because somebody was trying to take her daddy away?"

[Outside]

Maralah wanders.

((Deadtime till tomorrow))


Um... I sort of shot him, yeah.

"It's OK!" Jamie hurries up and tries to hug Abigail.

[horngeek]

Abigail hugs back! Thanks. I didn't really hurt him, wasn't trying to...

----

The curtain may rise. :smalltongue:

[Lord Iames Osari]

[Lakeside]

"It's good to protect people," Nimai says.

[Outside]

Maralah spots the three girls and slowly approaches.

[horngeek]

Abigail spots her, and waves! Hi!

[Lord Iames Osari]

[Lakeside/Outside]

Nimai turns to look who Abigail is waving to, just as Maralah begins to transform into Dark Princess Tamesis!

[horngeek]

Abigail looks at Tamesis. Eh?

The gem in her pocket flashes. Danger.

Abigail takes it out. Um... set up!

And she's enveloped in a flash of light.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Nimai also goes into her transformation sequence!

[horngeek]

And then... Abigail appears, in her Magical Girl outfit! :smalltongue:

[The Bushranger]

Jamie double-takes between the two of them, then grabs a stick and in a gust of wind transforms into the Druid Princess Mikani!

She figures if everybody else is doing it, there must be a reason.

She still moves closer to Nimai and Abigail, though, and a step behind them.

---

In Cabin 8, Shrike is likely sound asleep and smiling. :smalltongue:

[horngeek]

Zamira, smiling, waits for Shrike to wake up.

{{Also, only an hour and a half left, then I'm off for the weekend}}

[The Bushranger]

Shrike does wake up after a little while, stretching, yawning, and smiling at Zamira.

((Aw. Have fun over the weekend!
Going to be out birding a good bit myself.))

[horngeek]

{{I'm going to do... A TRIATHALON! :smallbiggrin:}}

Zamira smiles. Hey, there.

[The Bushranger]

((Awesome!))

"Hey, lover mine."
Shrike smiles back, then it changes to a bit of a grin.
"I'd forgotten how good it felt to get that wild..."

[horngeek]

Zamira grins. Well, it was pretty wild, yeah...

Not sure I want to get up today. Just content being here...

[The Bushranger]

[Cabin 8]

"And too sore to get up, I bet." Shrike winks, then chuckles softly. "I suppose we could stay in today, if you wanted..."

[horngeek]

Well, that too. Maybe spend the day not moving...

Zamira winks.

[The Bushranger]

"You know, you should be careful. I might take that as an invitation."
Shrike winks back, and reaches for the wand of ooze. :smallamused:

[horngeek]

Zamira chuckles. Oh, is it?

She puts her hands behind her back. Hmmm... maybe just my hands and feet for now. All right?

[The Bushranger]

Shrike nods, and activates the wand, the sap quickly securing Zamira!
She then snuggles up to the side of her Lunar Mate and closes her eyes.
"You know. I'm glad we were able to find each other. Really glad."

[horngeek]

Zamira snuggles up with Shrike. So am I.

We're both very lucky...

I mean, look at Desus. :smallyuk:

[The Bushranger]

Indeed. :smallyuk:

"There's a time I wouldn't have believed in luck. I guess I have to now."

[horngeek]

Or Fate.

Zamira smiles.

[The Bushranger]

Shrike smiles back.

"That too."

And she drapes an arm across Zamira as she leans up to kiss her cheek.

[horngeek]

Zamira is kissed! Hmmmmm...

[Lord Iames Osari]

[Lakeside]

Kirana's transformation just barely completes before Tamesis sweeps her sceptre through the air and sends a cutting arc of necrotic energy flying at the three girls.

[horngeek]

Protection.

A blue dome of energy pops up between the girls and Tamesis.

[The Bushranger]

[Outside]

Jamie eeks in surprise and drops flat to the ground!

Which rumbles and shakes a little when she hits it. :smalleek:

----

[Cabin 8]

Shrike tries to roll over onto on top of Zamira without breaking the kiss. :smallwink:

[horngeek]

Zamira is rolled onto!

{{Also, 20 minutes left before I have to go.

...can we continue when I get back? Really sorry to hold you guys up... :smallfrown:

gone now, actually}}

[The Bushranger]

And Shrike pulls the curtain!

((s'fine with me...))

[Lord Iames Osari]

[Outside]

"Maralah! Why are you attacking us?" Kirana calls to her deathly double as the dark princess's attack splashes against the energy shield.

"I am the champion of peace and enlightenment, the soothing shadow after the painful light. I am Dark Princess Tamesis!" is her only response, but for the first time her voice is not devoid of emotion.

[The Bushranger]

"I'm the Druid Princess Mikani, and I can't say it's nice to meet you!" Jamie calls back, picking herself up as she realises she didn't get fried, and spinning her wand in one hand rather stylishly. "And you didn't answer her question! That's rude!"

[horngeek]

Abigail points her staff at Tamesis. Guided Shot.

A number of blue balls of energy appear around her, and shoot off- about five head straight around the shield and towards Tamesis... and as they, hopefully, distract her, the remainder shoot straight up.

[celtois]

(Alright here goes nothing)

A rather young lady with long dark black hair, and verdent green eyes finds near the edge of the GLOG site, she'll try and find her way to the main lodge.

She is dressed in green sleeveless tunic that appears to have been of a very fine material and a pair of tan leather breeches. Across her back she has a rather large backpack with all sorts of odd whimsical looking trinkets hanging from it, she wears a long hunting knife at her belt and along side of it has some sort of instrument, it appears to function as a wind instrument of sorts.

Deadtime I'll be back tomorrow, I hope

Still nobody here :(

[Lord Iames Osari]

Abigail points her staff at Tamesis. Guided Shot.

A number of blue balls of energy appear around her, and shoot off- about five head straight around the shield and towards Tamesis... and as they, hopefully, distract her, the remainder shoot straight up.

Tamesis fires off pulses of necrotic power, bursting the energy balls like bubbles.

"I'm here to bring you to Oblivion!" she cries, glaring at the blue energy shield. "But if you'd rather hide than fight, maybe I'll just go find some other people to enlighten."

"This isn't like her. She's never shown so much emotion before. I think something must've happened to her," Kirana tells the others. "We need to help her."

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Workshop]

After a long time of inactivity, light comes from the windows. Grinding noises are heard as well.

[horngeek]

Hai!

Abigail points her staff at Tamesis... as the other five energy balls come shooting down towards the Dark Magical Girl!

{{They shouldn't kill her. Stun, knock out if lucky. She's got a binding spell planned in the aftermath of this.}}

[celtois]

The new girl finds herself drawing closer to the source of the above commotion and, her hand slowly drifts towards her knife, as she continues walking she mutters a brief phrase under her breath in the language of the fair folk "Naeran a shria, lathenia oro"

[KerfuffleMach2]

A window opens in the workshop, and several drones fly out. They resemble insects in shape. They quickly spread out over the area of GLoG.

[celtois]

"Doro san tai!" one of these insects happens come a touch close to the new girl who besides cursing throws herself to the ground, startling more then a few of the local wildlife.

[KerfuffleMach2]

The insect quickly stops and hovers. It's almost as if it's watching her.

It has brightly glowing blue eyes and a metal body.

[celtois]

The new girl remains perfectly looking up at this unnatural being, from the look in her eyes it's taking most of her will power not to bolt. A number of pixies can be seen hiding amongst the grass around her. The drone might notice when her hand starts moving slowly towards her hunting knife.

[KerfuffleMach2]

It does.

And it slowly flies back a little.

However, it does not go away.

Maybe it's curious? Or, at least it's current controller is.

[ApeofLight]

Garth a large looking male human is wandering around smiling and taking in the sights and smells of the wildlife around camp.

[celtois]

and the new girl is torn, as terrifying as the metal monstrosity is she does want to find out where she is, nothing around here is familiar and these things just go to prove how weird this place she is in is, and yet it doesn't seem that different at least the forest doesn't feel that different.

She slowly draws her hunting knife before finally making a sound "Nirra dan asorkae, verit bael " from the inflections in her voice she seems to be expecting some sort of response from the bug.

[The Bushranger]

Tamesis fires off pulses of necrotic power, bursting the energy balls like bubbles.

"I'm here to bring you to Oblivion!" she cries, glaring at the blue energy shield. "But if you'd rather hide than fight, maybe I'll just go find some other people to enlighten."

"This isn't like her. She's never shown so much emotion before. I think something must've happened to her," Kirana tells the others. "We need to help her."

[By the Lakeshore]

"Um, well if she needs help we should! But how?" Mikani asks worriedly, pointing her wand at Tamesis, but not firing... "Hey! If you won't attack for a minute we can talk!" she calls!

[KerfuffleMach2]

The bug hovers for a moment. Then it turns and flies slowly away. After a short distance, it turns back around and hovers.

Maybe it's wanting her to follow?

((Is she speaking elven?))

[celtois]

((Nah she's speaking what is essentially druidic, it's an ancient fae dialect ))

She slowly stands and follows the insect, she however glances around warily as she does so. A few fairies fly after her.

[KerfuffleMach2]

((Ah. I was just wondering, because Runner has learned some elven by now.))

The insect drone flies ahead of her, not going too fast. Eventually, it'll lead her just outside of the workshop.

A metallic voice comes from the workshop. Hello. Can you understand what I am saying? If not on the first try, the voice will go through a few languages.

[celtois]

She continues to follow it stopping just outside of the workshop. " I am... understanding"

(First try, though her grammar doesn't seem to be great.)

[KerfuffleMach2]

Ah, good. That insect-like object is a creation of mine. My name is Runner. What is yours?

Curious that the voice stays inside.

[celtois]

As curious as her not entering perhaps.

"A creation? You life maker? I am being Rosa, spirits ....bless meeting"

[KerfuffleMach2]

A pleasure to meet you, Rosa. I am not a life maker. That is a drone, which is an object controlled by somebody. It is not alive.

Forgive me for not coming out. But, I think my appearance would shock you.

Are you new here?

[celtois]

"A golem? No no it fine. If I is new matter where is here?" She shifts uncomfortably clearly being more then a little wary of this situation

[KerfuffleMach2]

Like a golem, yes.

This area is the base of a group called the Good League of Good. It is also called GLoG, for short. This building is a workshop I built, so that people can build what they want.

[celtois]

"Glog glog glog glog!? What is a GLOG? A GLOG is where? New i think I am"

[KerfuffleMach2]

GLOG is a sort of nickname for this group. It is easier than saying "Good League of Good".

[celtois]

Good League of Good? So they nice? Why angry fight sounds close if they nice? She seems to be growing less tense as she is no longer holding her hunting knife in a vice like grip.

[KerfuffleMach2]

I am not sure. People tend to have different opinions on many things, and that can lead to fights. I do not like it, but that is how it is.

[celtois]

"Help we should? Fight angry fight bad!"

[KerfuffleMach2]

Rosa might hear the sound of pneumatic pistons as Runner shakes his head.

No, I do not think so. This seems to be a more personal issue between the people involved. We should only get involved if it gets out of hand.

[celtois]

"Out of hand? How fight get out of hand?" If she does she doesn't seem to react overmuch to the noise, besides a slight wince perhaps

[KerfuffleMach2]

Well, maybe they will start moving it around, and putting other people in danger. It is a possibility.

At this point, I think it would be fair if you knew what I looked like, since I know what you look like. I must warn you, though. I may look scary at first. Mostly because of my size. But, I am not scary.

Are you ready?

[celtois]

"Maybe I am so, shocked I will try not to possess" She looks at the entrance unsure of what to suspect

[KerfuffleMach2]

Alright. Here I come.

And, slowly, Runner steps out of the entrance. He stops just past the entrance.

Rosa might notice the similarities between the insect drone and Runner. Like similar body materials, and the same eyes.

Seems Runner's most recent transformation was his small helicopter. The blades of the tail rotor hang from his left wrist, and the main blades hang from his shoulders.

[celtois]

Not quite was she was expecting. She tries to stand still bravely but she is quite obviously shaking in fear and the little fairies are all hiding behind her. "Oro ay Machinus"

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner gets a slightly worried look on his face.

I am sorry. I do not mean to frighten you.

[celtois]

"GggGolem! Ashierus oro" She backs away slowly.

(She appears to be having trouble keeping tongues straight)

[KerfuffleMach2]

Ah. Actually, I am not a golem. I am a living being. You are not the first to find that hard to believe. Runner stays where he is, careful not to make any movements that might scare her.

[celtois]

"Ashierus oro!" She despite her rather panicked expression doesn't look like she might bolt however she is holding the hunting knife in her hand really really tightly, enough that it probably hurts

[KerfuffleMach2]

Please calm down, Rosa. I will do you no harm. Again, I apologize for frightening you. I merely thought you should know who you were talking to. I probably should have waited for that.

[celtois]

That seems to shut her up, perhaps she got the gist of it, one way or another she is still shaking and holding a knife, just not shouting anymore

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner takes the lack of yelling as a good sign.

Again, I apologize.

I am going to sit down now, okay?

If she nods, he does.

[celtois]

She nods ever so slightly. Watching him very carefully...

(However I have to go. Deadtime see you around :smallsmile:)

[KerfuffleMach2]

((Adios!))

Runner slowly sits down and crosses his legs. Kinda funky looking, actually.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Hai!

Abigail points her staff at Tamesis... as the other five energy balls come shooting down towards the Dark Magical Girl!

{{They shouldn't kill her. Stun, knock out if lucky. She's got a binding spell planned in the aftermath of this.}}




"Um, well if she needs help we should! But how?" Mikani asks worriedly, pointing her wand at Tamesis, but not firing... "Hey! If you won't attack for a minute we can talk!" she calls!

As Tamesis deals with the other energy spheres the way she did with the first wave, Kirana shakes her head. [b]"That won't work. We'll have to combine our attacks and show her the power of love and friendship!" She poses dramatically, thrusting her sceptre towards the heavens.

"I am the champion of beauty and justice! No matter how deep and dark the despair and loneliness that cloud your heart, the light of love and friendship will pierce through and bring hope for tomorrow!"

((I'll give the two of you the chance to do some speechifying of your own before I kick off the big flashy combo attack. :smalltongue:))

[The Bushranger]

Mikani nods, lifting her own wand into the air following Kirana's lead.
"I am the Druid Princess Mikani, defender of nature's beauty and leader of pure hearts! Know that no matter what you have done you can be forgiven!"

[ApeofLight]

Garth is sleeping beneath a tree right now.

[horngeek]

Abigail, in contrast to the other two girls, doesn't give a speech, instead looking down at her Device. Rising Guardian?

Buster Call. Load Cartridge.

Several cartridges are ejected from the device, as a sphere of glowing blue light appears in front of the tip and a magical circle appears under Abigail's feet. Guys! Shoot at the sphere, and I'll focus our powers!

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Workshop]

Now seated comfortably, Runner looks at Rosa.

So, I think it is safe to assume that you have many questions.

[celtois]

"Questions I do possess. This place is where?"

[KerfuffleMach2]

Well, this area is called the Nexus. It is a sort of crossroads. A spot where many dimensions meet.

[celtois]

Necksus, Neksus, Nexus....How? She seems to have called down a bit the fairies on the other hand don't seem to have

[KerfuffleMach2]

I am not sure. People tend to arrive here different ways. I came on a scouting mission for my people.

[Lord Iames Osari]

Kirana and Mikani channel their attacks into the sphere, unleashing beams of gold and blue-white light that twine around each other in a double helix as the ground rumbles underfoot.

"EARTH-SHAKING SOLAR LOVE BUSTER CALL!"

As the attack hits, the battlefield is suddenly shrouded in thick clouds of dust spreading from the point of impact.

Then when the dust clears, Tamesis is sprawled on the ground, battered and barely conscious, her sceptre flung from her outstretched hand.

Kirana goes over to her and kneels down, offering a hand as Tamesis's eyes flutter open. "We don't have to be enemies. Let's be friends. ... I've always wanted a sister." She smiles.

Tamesis looks at the offered hand, up to Kirana's face, and her emotionless mask, already cracked, breaks completely, and she dissolves into tears.

[The Bushranger]

Mikani crosses over to stand next to Kirana, and smiles a little, looking worried for their...former enemy?
Not sure what to say, she stays quiet for a long moment.
"I'd like to be friends..."

[horngeek]

Abigail nods. No reason we can't be friends!

After all, Defeat means Friendship! :smalltongue:

Steam hisses out of Rising Guardian.

[celtois]

Why you...Ashierus?

[KerfuffleMach2]

Runner tilts his head a little.

Ashierus? I am sorry, I do not know what that means.