[NEXUS] WATCHTOWER 5: 100 Rooms of DOOOM!

[Ashen Lilies]

Jutting out of the side of Overlook Waterfall like some sort of weird catherdral that got turned on it's side and converted into a fortress, is the WATCHTOWER.
Who built it? Unknown (A sect of mages known as the Dillinites). What purpose does it serve? Unknown (Dillinite Forward Command Base). How do people even know about these things? A sort of sixth sense, really, which tells everybody in Acronymia when a new thread is created (Unknown).


Previously abandoned, the WATCHTOWER has now been refurbished, thanks to the constant attentions of the members. However, due to recent events it still bears several craters and battle damaged bits and the like.

OOC NOTES & RULES


No destroying the place, or doing something to it that'll produce a similar effect (for example, no placing a massive time freeze on the entire area forever), unless it's part of an epic plot, and you've run it through me. You're allowed to damage it, but destroying it just takes the fun out of it for all the other players.
No godmoding/godmodding. Even if it's permitted in some ACRONYMs, it isn't in the WATCHTOWER. The occasional mishap's OK, repeated offense isn't.
Please try and keep posts longer than one or two lines of speech. Description is appreciated. One-or-two-liners that don't do much are OK once in a while - but not regularly.
If you want random smashy hahaN00BlulzFun, here's not the place. Anything spammy, random, or just plain annoying, can go! Of course, if your silliness is in moderation and well-roleplayed, and considerate of other players, then welcome in.
Romance/Fanservice/Secks/WOOHOO!/Whateveryawannacallit is acceptable here, but remember to curtain once it goes past the snuggling stage, and be aware that there may be IC repercussions for dropping the curtain whenever you're online, as this is a thread with a mission. And said mission does not involve f***ing like rabbits.





THE BUILDING


Ground Level/First Floor


Courtyard - A courtyard, surrounded by walls. Bare, and pretty much uncultivated, the courtyard is filled with grass, wild flowers and bomb craters. A gravel path leads from the main gates (or rather, what's left of them) to the main entrance. Off to one side is a well and an small, overgrown apple orchard, dotted with stones carved with fading runes of growth and plenty. Off to the other is what might have once been a vegetable garden, and a large animal pen, which is now an ad hoc stable building for the rare occasion people bring horses or other animal mounts to the WATCHTOWER. Near the building, against the cliffs, construction golems are building a sort of lift to the gantry up above.
Main Room - A sort of wide, square lounge area. There are several low tables and comfy chairs. To one side is a 'fireplace' which is really just a stone recess occupied by the illusion of a fire, and several heating glyphs (restored by KR). No chimney, you see. Several torch brackets hang on the walls but are empty. Light here is provided (as in all rooms of the building) by glyphs in the ceiling. At the back are three doors, leading to the barracks and stairway. Near the fireplace is a secret panel that when pressed by an active member opens up a Doorway to the Safe Room. Non-members pressing the panel will have no result.
Stairway - A small square room dominated by a spiral staircase which leads up the tower, to identical such small square rooms on every floor. Has two doors, which lead to the Main Room and Kitchen.
Kitchen - A kitchen. It contains modern kitchen equipment. It's also square. Has a door leading to the stairway. Has never been visited. Ever. For shame, people.
Barracks (East) - An 'L' shaped corridor, which leads off to several bunk rooms. Each room was originally designed to house four soldiers, but has since been re-furbished to provide a sort of quarters for a single (or perhaps two) member(s).
Barracks (West) - An 'L' shaped corridor, which leads off to several bunk rooms. Each room was originally designed to house four soldiers, but has since been re-furbished to provide a sort of quarters for a single (or perhaps two) member(s). One of the rooms has become a miniature shrine to the Demon Dalachrech, Lord of Invertebrates.
Showers - A shower room accessible at the end of each barracks corridor.
...
Wait wait wait, public showers? How barbaric! :smallyuk: Public MIXED-SEX Showers? How... Yeah, it's barbaric. :smalltongue:




Second Floor


Stairway - A small square room dominated by a spiral staircase which leads up the tower, to identical such small square rooms on every floor. Has four doors, which lead to the Library, Offices, Infirmary and Labs.
Library - A large room, with a large window that overlooks the courtyard. In the center of the room is a statue, perhaps a shrine to some long-forgotten god of knowledge, that has been covered with a purple cloth, and a sign that warns 'Do Not Remove Upon Pain of Death.' How strange. Radiating out from the statue are masses upon masses of shelves, upon which sit books on all topics, but mostly magic. At one wall is a secret panel that when pressed by an active member opens up a Doorway to the Safe Room. Non-members pressing the panel will have no result.
Offices - A sparse room that doesn't see much use. The office contains a back-up mainframe, as well as filing cabinets where hard copies of important information (and member forms) are stored. The offices also provide storage space for the dozen or so Construction Golems that were left behind.
Infirmary - A stark white clean room, with several partitions. Each segment contains a bed, as well as various medical equipment both magical and technological. The beds themselves are sturdy, quite comfortable, and also have straps if restraining the patient is necessary. There are several shelves in each section containing medicine and healing herbs and stuff.
The Labs - Previously where the Dillinite mages performed unholy experiments and summoned volatile beasts. The first room is a semi-circular one, which leads to four labs which are separated from the 'main' room by thick blast doors and decontamination chambers. Access to this room is restricted to Members only, or guests accompanied by a Member, as determined by a magical handscanner. The four labs vary wildly in appearance, due to the differing styles of the resident MAD SCIENTISTS (and mages). Each one, however, contains magical interface panels linked to computers, which can be used to control laboratory functions.




Third Floor


Stairway - A small square room dominated by a spiral staircase which leads up the tower, to identical such small square rooms on every floor. Has four doors, which lead to the Security Room, Arena and the two Vaults.
Security Room - Access restricted to Members only, as determined by a magical handscanner. If WATCHTOWER were a ship, this would be the bridge. Overlooking the courtyard, this room is filled with magical interface panels which control the base defenses, internal and external, as well as the prison cells. Computer wires and ports interlink with the panels, converting mana signals into binary, allowing control from one of the computer terminals in the room for the less magically inclined. The computers are also wired to the WATCHTOWER mainframe, which is located in this room, allowing for access to the main database. The mainframe can only be accessed from the computers in this room. Internal defenses include magical forcefields in every doorway that can be activated singularly, or all together in an emergency. External defenses include extra strong magical forcefields on the main gate and doors, as well as magical forcefields over the windows. There are also a variety of cunning magical traps buried in the courtyard and the path to WATCHTOWER, that may be deployed for explosive effect. Forcefields may remain active for roughly 4 hours before having to recharge (for 24 hours), or until they are beaten down or dispelled. Traps take a roughly 12 hours to recharge. Simply dispelling the forcefield or traps (or indeed, any of the various glyphs in the building) only deactivates them. More powerful spells (like a Mage's Disjunction, for instance) must be used to get rid of them permanently. At one wall is a secret panel that when pressed by an active member opens up a Doorway to the Safe Room. Non-members pressing the panel will have no result.
Arena - A large, squarish (and yet also roundish) Arena. It's been somewhat refurbished as a training room/gymnasium, with some training equipment, a few dummies and bags and a weapon's rack.
Prison Cells - A 'C' shaped corridor that surrounds the Arena. The prison cells are actually along the inside of the C, allowing them to open up directly into the Arena. Something that the Dillinites used regularly, to much enjoyment. The cells are sparse, three walled affairs containing a chamberpot and a mattress. The rear wall is hinged, to open into the Arena. The front of the cells is barred, of course, and the bars can be magically charged or supplemented by a magical forcefield, activated from the Security Room.
Vaults (East) - An 'L' shaped room, this particular Vault acts as an armory, containing racks of weapons and armor (magical or not) left behind from the Dillinite days, as well as a few extra additions.
Vaults (West) - An 'L' shaped room, this particular Vault holds some gold, and would hold other items of great value (including artifacts) except there aren't any. Has higher security and more traps and forcefields than the other vault, except there's nothing much to guard. Sorry! Come back later and try again.




Basement


Safe Room - A large room located deep underground, filled with mattresses and several months of consumables. Virtually impregnable, and accessible from the main building only via secret Doorway in the Main Room, Library, Security Room or Observatory. The Doorway may also be used to return to any of these locations (even by non-members, if they entered through different means or as a guest). In the back is a small door that leads to the Escape Tunnel. There is also a large bronze door, locked and inscribed with runes of sealing and warding, which leads to the Catacombs. This room is teleport proof, scry-proof, psi-proof, spy-proof, teleprot proof, and whatever other proofs you care to imagine (including 180-proof!) save for Epic MagicTM.
Escape Tunnel - A long tunnel. It leads to a hidden one-way trapdoor further south, near the Taverna Generica.




Catacombs

A bunch of catacombs and stuff below the basement. Excitement and plots sure to be found here, as well as a viable avenue for a sneak attack. This isn't technically, part of the building, merely a network of DungeonsTM under it. NO probably has a tunnel leading into here. If not, they're being painfully lax with their network.



Observatory Level


Observatory - Accessible through a trap door at the top of the spiral staircase. The room is enclosed at the front half by a tremendous glass dome, which serves as the focus for the powerful scrying spell etched all around. In the center is a raised circular viewing platform, with more runes etched around. On three sides are magical interface panels linked to computers like in the Security Room. The computers here are partially networked to the Security Room computers, and allow searching to a copy of the Central Database. The computers and interface panels are primarily used, however, to control the view from the observatory. The scrying spell is capable of reaching across a large area of the planet, as well as deep space. Things can also be viewed from any angle, eliminating conventional obstacles, however things underground or inside buildings cannot be seen. The scrying can of course be severed, blocked or traced back to its source using magic. There is a door to the side of the Observatory that leads to the Airship Gantry. At the back wall, opposite the Gantry door is a secret panel that when pressed by an active member opens up a Doorway to the Safe Room. Non-members pressing the panel will have no result.
Airship Gantry - Jutting out the side of the cliff, and even slightly set into it for protection, is an large gantry, accessible from the Observatory, which acts as the dock for WATCHTOWER's Zeppelin, which has yet to be named. It's pretty awesome. There is room for expansion, and the WATCHTOWER construction golems are starting to build a large lift so that land-based vehicles and mounts can be stored up here as well.

::Vehicles::

A large, heavily armored zeppelin with psychedelic patterns painted all over the envelope, as well as a pair of angry eyes and mouth. The gondola, while not as eye-blindingly colorful, has a memorial to Butler B. Butler painted on the side. The zeppelin has a rather large cargo hold, as well as a separate bomb-bay, which can drop rather large bombs (though they are currently in rather short supply). It's armed with a rather heavy variety of weapons, including: two disruptor quad-cannons mounted in the aft of the envelope (one ventral, the other dorsal); two heavier disruptor quad-cannons mounted on either side of the gondola and two long-range flamethrowers mounted on the fore. The thing is powered by one of DC's zero-point modules, and can pretty much stay aloft and fire forever, carrying no fuel except for that which goes in the flamethrowers. It has energy shielding, though prolonged use cuts into the ship's energy supply significantly.
A smaller airship stolen from Lethargia, built for transport. It has controls, two seats for the pilot and co-pilot, and cages in the back for prisoners. It's presumably driven by combustion engines and propellers. Not after KR's done with it, though.





MEMBERSHIP FORM

Name: (Include Titles and Aliases your character would be willing to divulge)
Alignment: (Your character may well lie here)
Age: (As a rule, we tend to frown on toddlers grouping up to fight Eldritch Abominations and psychotic liches.)
Sex: (People who answer 'yes' or otherwise engage in similar smartassery will be shot.)
Species: (If a dog or other animal/creature without thumbs, a pawprint is perfectly acceptable here. The other fields... get a scribe or something.)
Profession/Class: (Pretty straightforward, really.)
Power Level: (Using the Quinsarian Rating)
Power Source: (Natural, Supernatural, Science, Arcane, Divine)
Other Important Information: (General Warnings, FYIs and death-threats against those who would kick your puppy.)



FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS - Submit a Question today!

What the hell is WATCHTOWER's purpose, anyway?
An excellent question! And one that I've just noticed is not answered in the OP in any way! Which is terrible! Anyway, whereas GLoG concerns itself with redeeming evil-doers (and healing the sick and sheltering refugees etc.), HALO smites them and AMEN are them, WATCHTOWER doesn't typically concern itself with concepts of good and evil in any way. Rather, WATCHTOWER exists to deal with massive scale threats to the Nexus, like apocalypses or vast demonic invasions. Of course, given that evil-doers tend to be the ones who cause those things, WATCHTOWER tends to be pitted against the forces of evil more often than not, but is unlikely to concern itself with muggings, murders or exploding taverns. Also, calling WATCHTOWER a 'Good' organization is likely to draw the ire of some of the more omnicidal members around.



LIST OF MEMBERS


KR (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=6884776&postcount=3) - Kid Kris
Darkcomet (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=6886219&postcount=8) - Darkcomet
Wenomir (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=6893601&postcount=9) - Morty
Decker (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=8926720&postcount=922)- happyturtle (unofficial)
Dominic (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=6910832&postcount=86) - billtodamax
Mipaff - Lord Fullbladder, Master of Goblins
Squeaky Shoes Man (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=6922161&postcount=147) - Reinholdt
Crodelus (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=6927038&postcount=161) - Hyozo
Terrowin (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=6998420&postcount=336) - Earl of Purple
Briony Davena (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=7095027&postcount=572) - happyturtle
Karuka Kurosawa (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=7225014&postcount=788) - horngeek Deceased?
Turtle Brightember (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=8926720&postcount=922) - happyturtle
Yamako - iElf
Darius Jaezred (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=8310256&postcount=954) - Darius Midnite
Kazio (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=8647514&postcount=330) - Beans
Shawna von Letters (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=8646746&postcount=316) - The Bushranger
Jeremy (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=8982542&postcount=1045)- Wolfbane
Ilyena (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=8996043&postcount=1132) - The Moff
Sunny Evans (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=9107724&postcount=628) - happyturtle
Merrak - VampireRot
Efrim - Snares
Butler B. Butler (restricted access) - Reinholdt
Catherine (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=9576596&postcount=666) - horngeek




This OP will be subject to updates, so even though major updates will be posted or generally mentioned in the Nexus OOC thread, it would be advisable that you check back regularly. Also, whenever this thread reaches 50, I'd ask no-one else start the new thread, at least until all the pictures are in, or until I say okay.

[ApeofLight]

Andrew does as told going over to KR and holding his hands over her. There is a faint glow of darkness around his hands as he tries to draw the bad magical energy out of KR and into a small dark orb between his hands.

Repost of Andrew's last actions in new thread.

[Moff Chumley]

Ilyena gets glared at. Then Dominic turns back to Rebecca, muttering something about positive energy.

Ilyena is not Dominic's favourite person right now!

Ilyena reacts with surprise. I fail to see what I did wrong. It's a treatment that's always worked in the past.

But, you know, that would mean one of Chumley's characters did something helpful. And we can't be having that, can we? :smallsmile:

[Ashen Lilies]

Of course not. :smalltongue:

Description pl0x. How does Andrew do it, and how powerful is he? The contamination is pretty strong, and tangled up in a whole variety of exciting ways, and it's doubtful it would really be that simple.

[Murkus]

Dar leans back, watching the magic with fright and curiousity. He remains quiet, however, and stops swaying along with his humming.

[billtodamax]

You didn't even check! You didn't even look to see what was wrong with her! Just blasted away with positive energy! There are always complications! Always! Noone ever checks! Positive energy is dangerous and frequently unpredictable! He shouts at Ilyena.

Woah. Might have hit a nerve here.

He sighs, and rubs his temples.

Look, I know you were just trying to heal her, and because of what you've done, quite a lot of those people won't need much more help. Just... just check next time.

Dominic doesn't like positive energy. Could you tell? :smalltongue:

[ApeofLight]

Specifically? He's basically slowly converting his own life force into magical energy and using it to 'feel' what's wrong/figure out how to undo it.

In the case of this problem he's following the patters of magical energy and undoing them from KR and any other magical effects currently effecting her. He then takes the undone magic energy and is storing it in a new way. An evil black marble.

And he can go until he either A:passes out or B:dies. Probably A will happen first that will be a significant amount of power being used.

[Moff Chumley]

Ilyena takes an deep breath, as if he's about to start lecturing Dominic on why he's wrong, why he didn't have time to check, why everyone in the room at the point in time he cast the spell was healed by it (except for the dragon who was apparently done for anyhow)...

But he just walks away.

[Ashen Lilies]

Andrew... fails! Mostly because the magical contamination is the only thing preventing someone from just waltzing in and pressing the LOL I GOTZ DA HEALIN' MAGIKZ button on KR and fixing everything. And that's no good at all. >.>

[ApeofLight]

Andrew... starts to slump and then stumble... and then falls to his knees. " Urghh... Ah... I... I can't do it... " He says sounding woozy.

[billtodamax]

Oh gods, another casualty. Dominic says, rushing over to Andrew, and attempting to pick him up and put him on a bed.

Then he'll try and see if the magical contamination on KR stops any kind of magic working, or just healing.

[Ashen Lilies]

Any kind. It's not like an anti-magic field or anything, it just tends to react in funny ways with foreign magic. Dominic should know, however, that the contamination will fade with time.

[The Bushranger]

Jeremy is easily carried to his room. Shawna will notice that he's much lighter than he should be however, and the places where he was burned are going to take a long time to heal. Even though he was healed with negative energy, the positive left a very bad impression.

Shawna sets Jeremy in his bed, then pulls a chair over to sit next to him, reaching out to softly put her hand atop one of his.

"We won. I think."

[UncleWolf]

[Jeremy's Room]

Through cracked lips, Jeremy manages a slight smile. "Good." he says before going into a painful coughing fit. He had figured that healing magic would hurt him badly, but had hoped it wouldn't be this badly. The blade in his left hand steams as he holds it close before it finally melts away into the shadows made by his arm.

[The Bushranger]

[Jeremy's Room]

"I have a lot of things I need to ask you," Shawna admits, looking concerned. "But they can wait. You need to regain your strength. You could have...been hurt even worse than you were."

[billtodamax]

Any kind. It's not like an anti-magic field or anything, it just tends to react in funny ways with foreign magic. Dominic should know, however, that the contamination will fade with time.

Damn. There goes plan A.

B time! Alright!

We're going to need to operate. You a surgeon? He asks the doctor that DC brought. Need to get these bullets out, I don't have any idea how my magic will affect her. We'll set the bones while she's under.

Dominic's gonna be sooooo annoyed if Jeremy dies because he wasn't taken to the infirmary. :smalltongue:

[UncleWolf]

[Jeremy's Room]

Jeremy forces himself to sit up against the wall and nods. "Go ahead and ask, I-I will be fine." He says, wincing in pain already. It's obvious that he really isn't okay, but is trying to cover that.

[The Bushranger]

[Jeremy's Room]

"...as you wish."
Shawna takes a deep breath.
"Your sword. It felt. Well. Rather...wrong. As if it were not meant to be. Which is not to say it felt bad, but..." She shrugs, not sure how to phrase how the feeling feels...

[Moff Chumley]

>.>

<.<

Hey chicka bum bum

[Morty]

Wenomir is in the infirmary, heavily bandaged, leaning against the wall in grim silence.

[Darkcomet]

Damn. There goes plan A.

B time! Alright!

We're going to need to operate. You a surgeon? He asks the doctor that DC brought. Need to get these bullets out, I don't have any idea how my magic will affect her. We'll set the bones while she's under.

Dominic's gonna be sooooo annoyed if Jeremy dies because he wasn't taken to the infirmary. :smalltongue:

He is!

And as indicated, he can be godmodded for the purpose of this. Whoo.

[ApeofLight]

Oh gods, another casualty. Dominic says, rushing over to Andrew, and attempting to pick him up and put him on a bed.

Then he'll try and see if the magical contamination on KR stops any kind of magic working, or just healing.

Andrew waves Dominic off. " No, I'm fine. Just tired is all... "

[Morty]

Wenomir scratches his head, wincing as a burn mark on his wrist pains. I'd offer myself as a blood donor, but I don't think it'd be a good idea...

[UncleWolf]

[Jeremy's Room]

"...as you wish."
Shawna takes a deep breath.
"Your sword. It felt. Well. Rather...wrong. As if it were not meant to be. Which is not to say it felt bad, but..." She shrugs, not sure how to phrase how the feeling feels...

"It's because it is wrong." He says, his throat healing a bit to let him speak louder. "I am no longer something that belongs in this world. And my soul, my weapon, is a stain on the world." Jeremy says, sighing. "I am something unholy, an abomination that walks the world."

[happyturtle]

[Main Room]

A white raven flies in, shifting into a man, kneeling next to the sky dragon.

You came.

Don't try and talk. I'll take care of...

I go. You stay. I will miss you.

Don't leave me alone... Raven begged.

Hrafn, shut up... I leave three parts of me in this world. My hatchling. My blood. My breath. Fight well, my friend.

The body slowly faded away, dissipating into a hollow wind that swept through the room, leaving Raven behind. Alone.

[The Bushranger]

[Jeremy's Room]



"It's because it is wrong." He says, his throat healing a bit to let him speak louder. "I am no longer something that belongs in this world. And my soul, my weapon, is a stain on the world." Jeremy says, sighing. "I am something unholy, an abomination that walks the world."

"...I see."
Shawna falls quiet, thinking, then realises something Jeremy said, and looks up in surprise.
"The sword...it is your soul?" she asks. "Literally?"

[UncleWolf]

[Jeremy's Room]

Jeremy nods and summons up the sword. It's blade is smaller, and chipped, damaged by the positive energy. "It is. It's the very essence of my being and most of my power. If it dies, I die." He offers it to her to see it again if she wishes. "For a time at least. I can never be truly killed."

((Poor Ingi v.v))

[The Bushranger]

[JR]

Shawna hesitates, then reaches to accept the soul-sword, much more...cautious with it, now that she knows what it is.

"Would this then be one of those deals where, if you are 'killed', you are...banished, essentially, from this plane for a time?"

((Indeed. v.v))

[UncleWolf]

[JR]

"Something like that. It's more of it takes a great need or act of great violence to form enough emotion to summon me back." The sword feels light, and the red script on it slips away from where her hands are.

[The Bushranger]

[JR]

"Ahh. I see."
Shawna (who somehow knows about the fate of Roland, despite not having been there) nods. "I suppose then, that we should hope that things do not come to that, then?"
And after a minute, she goes to hand the sword back to Jeremy.

[UncleWolf]

[JR]

He takes the sword back and it vanishes into shadows again. He smiles a bit sadly and leans back. "Any more healing magic, and I won't have much choice in the matter."

[The Bushranger]

[JR]

"I suppose, then, that we will have to ensure to keep such magic away from you in the future, then," Shawna says with an emphatic nod.

[happyturtle]

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

Sunny is yelling. Someone might hear her.

[Ashen Lilies]

"Well isn't that interesting." Says The Highly Annoying Cat, most likely sitting on Sunny's head as he watches the drama unfold on Sunny's viewscreen. Unless of course she's mind-melded with the robot and looking directly through the camera, in which case, disregard this post.
"That wouldn't be the mistress of the house in that Tavern, would it?"

[happyturtle]

She's not mind melded with her robot. Magtok wouldn't teach her how to make a machine/mind interface. :smallfrown:

"Gah!" Flailing occurs at suddenly having a cat on her head. "What do you want? Get off!!"

[Ashen Lilies]

The cat refuses to budge, somehow remining on her head without needing to resort to such drastic measures as digging his claws into her scalp.

((deadtime, unfortunately))

[happyturtle]

Flailing at the cat, Sunny goes to look for DC.

[Darkcomet]

DC is currently pacing around outside the infirmary for fairly obvious reasons.

[happyturtle]

Sunny comes in, with a cat on her head. She looks at KR, then back at her screen, then she hands her screen to DC. "The Cat just got somebody pregnant, and there's someone at the Taverna who looks just like KR!" :smalleek:

[Darkcomet]

"...how did you get this information?" DC's currently staring at the screen, half in utter confusion at the KR duplicate and half in rage at Reinholdt.

The confusion part is probably why he hasn't just used that personal teleporter of his to go to Taverna to kill Reinholdt already.

[happyturtle]

"Ibit series stealth robot. That's a live picture." Sunny says.

[Darkcomet]

"I'll be back." DC will hand the screen back to Sunny before using his personal teleporter to head off to Taverna.

Oh dear.

[UncleWolf]

[JR]

"I suppose, then, that we will have to ensure to keep such magic away from you in the future, then," Shawna says with an emphatic nod.

He closes his eyes and lets out a slow breath as the terrible burns flake off, showing new skin underneath. "By Chaos, that really hurt..."

[happyturtle]

Eventually, Raven gets to his feet and goes to the infirmary, where he begins using non-magical herbal medicine to try and heal KR. Not because he knows about the magical contamination (although it's probably on her chart by now) but because he still hasn't recovered from all the healing he did back on Zephyr Island. It's still the same day for him.



Sometime much later, Turtle returns. She scrawls a note to DC and leaves it on the door to his lab. "Am back. -Turtle"

[The Bushranger]

[Jeremy's Room]


He closes his eyes and lets out a slow breath as the terrible burns flake off, showing new skin underneath. "By Chaos, that really hurt..."

"Is there anything that I can do to assist in making it hurt less, aside from allowing time to take its course?" Shawna asks, looking concerned.



[Elsewhere]

On one of the walls of the base, a swirling blue portal opens, and a young woman comes tumbling out!

She's wounded in the shoulder, and the side of the abdomen, and a few more bullets come whistling through the portal after her, before it closes with a hissing roar.

[happyturtle]

[Elsewhere]

Three robots show up, blasters pointed at her. "State your business."

I think Sunny needs to tweak the AI a bit more. :smalltongue:

[Darkcomet]

[Elsewhere]

Trent is lurking nearby, laser rifle readied.

[UncleWolf]

[JR]

Jeremy shakes his head. "Not really. I'm mostly healed now, but it drained a lot of my strength. It's going to be a while before I'm back to par."

[The Bushranger]

[Elsewhere]

Unfriendly robots with blasters and a chap with a rifle!

Susan's luck is batting 1.000 today.

"My...business? Please...help..." she gasps out.

Before passing out.

And bleeding all over WATCHTOWER's floor.



[Jeremy's Room]

Shawna nods in understanding. "Well then. If you would like, I can keep you company until you are able to get out and about once more."

...and we're still going after the Cat at some point, right? :smalltongue:

[happyturtle]

[Elsewhere]

The robots will try to disarm the wounded woman before taking her to the infirmary.

[Darkcomet]

Trent is distinctly not amused by this, even as he follows the robots. "Oh for the love of...can we even support someone else in the infirmary right now?"

After all this, I think DC might just hire a full-time medical staff or something.

[UncleWolf]

[JR]

He smiles and nods. "Please, I'd be grateful for the company." He sighs a bit. "I hope I don't put you off too much now."

[The Bushranger]

[Elsewhere>Infirmary]

There's the futuristic blaster that Susan carries (per her tektek), a vibroknife in each boot, and her belt, which is some sort of device - but which appears to be burned out...

...being unconsious, she's disarmed and carried off.



[Jeremy's Room]

Shawna shakes her head quickly.
"You do not. You are perhaps...different, than the others. Yet you are still you, and that is something that I appreciate, and enjoy."

[UncleWolf]

[JR]

Jeremy smiles and leans a bit on Shawna. "Thank you." It's not long before he closes his eyes to rest against one of the few people he trusted completely.

[happyturtle]

[Infirmary]

Raven starts to work on his newest patient.

Two of the robots remain on guard, while the third carries the gear to Sunny's lab to be taken apart and investigated. >.>

[The Bushranger]

[JR]

Shawna, for her part, remains awake, her own aches and pains fading slowly, as she puts an arm around Jeremy.

"Let me be your rock, to hold you against the insanity. To be understanding when no-one else is, and to remember the good times in the maddining," she quietly quotes a poet from her time.

[UncleWolf]

[JR]

Jeremy falls asleep, and Shawna will see shreds of shadows rip themselves away from the dark corners of the room, joining with his. It seems to be happening at the same rate of his healing. During this though, Shawna will barely hear(more of feel) pleading whispers flutter through the air to him, people begging him for help, for aide that he can't give them at the moment.

In his weakened state, it seems it takes a bit more effort for the voices to reach him.

[The Bushranger]

[JR]

Shawna shivers a bit at the sensations of the voices, more felt than heard...but whispers, barely aloud, figuring it can't be 'heard', but feeling the need to say it, nontheless...

"Paitence. Aid will arrive in time. Vengeance never sleeps, but its avatar requires rest."

[happyturtle]

Sometime much later, Turtle returns. She scrawls a note to DC and leaves it on the door to his lab to everyone, and leaves it on the bulletin board in the main room. "Am back. -Turtle"



Getting another idea entirely, Magtok turns around, and promptly hovers over to Darcy. A note is passed into her hand, with "READ IT AND BURN IT" written in pen at the top.

Hold on, you said you wanted the directions to Lulz earlier, right?

Magtok then turns back towards his office before he can get an answer.

Below, it details Ebon's plans to end the world, the fact that Gordon probably has known all along, and that since Ebon was the one to reprogram the minions, the only trustworthy NPCs in the area are his own MagBots. It says to talk to him about the matter later, in the office, and to consider going on an off-base mission very soon before things get ugly.

Underneath the first note, is Magtok's note. Apparently she didn't follow instructions and burn it. :smalltongue:

((If you want to fight Ebon's plot, please have your character wander by the bulletin board, as I'm not sure when I'll have time to undeadtime Turtle to tell people.))

[UncleWolf]

[JR]

The words don't seem to hear her, or at least follow her speech, and simply flow to him. It's likely going to be this all night...

[The Bushranger]

[Infirmary]

Susan, presumably, is set to work on by whoever's here.



[Jeremy's Room]

Shawna closes her eyes, and tries to relax, holding Jeremy close as he sleeps.

[billtodamax]

Oh for gods' sake. Dominic says, as he sterilises his hands with magic, a face mask already over his mouth (not that it's visible, through the shadows under his hood.

He's laid surgical equipment on a tray next to KR's bed.

Does anyone in here know basic first aid? He asks the infirmary at large. Just, patch her up, and I'll try and get to her. He says, pulling a large canister of amnesiac gas of some sort to the side of KR's bed.

He'll put her out/make sure she stays asleep with it, before beginning the surgery.

[happyturtle]

Basic first aid plus herbal medicine is what Raven is providing.

[Ashen Lilies]

Yay surgery. Yay herbal medicines. Raven and Dominic will find their endeavors about as successful as can be hoped for.

[Murkus]

Dar is sitting and meditating next to KR's bed. If he had gods to worship, one might believe him to be praying. He hums quietly, a sound that grows louder if one steps but a couple feet closer to him.

This humming may be calming to the doctors, perhaps helping them better concentrate on their work while keeping a peaceful demeanor.

[Morty]

Wenomir is sitting on a chair in the infirmary. He's still bandaged, but he seems to be healing quickly. Must be natural toughness.

[The Bushranger]

[Infirmary]

Susan (for that is who is here) has a bullet wound clear through her shoulder, another buried in her thigh, and yet another having grazed her abdomen.

She does nothing, being unconsious. :smalltongue:


[Jeremy's Room]

Shawna is sound asleep here, her arm around Jeremy.

[billtodamax]

Then KR will likely find that the bullets have been removed, along with the splinters of bone if that's appropriate treatment for a splintered bone or two, Bill doesn't know. Her stomach and lung will have been stitched up, in a way that's completely medically safe and probably won't cause any uncomfort.

She'll have a small scar on her stomach and her collarblade.

Bones are set and she'll have thick binding around her waist to protect ribs, and her arm will be in a sling to stop movement of her collarblade.

She'll be wearing one of those hospital gowns. Of course the infirmary has them.

And she'll probably be recovering from the anasthesia.

Her condition has been downgraded to: Not about to die right now.

This means that Dominic has gone to work on Rebecca, sending the other doctor to work on Susan.

The doctor will be mainly focusing on her thigh, to make sure that she doesn't bleed to death from the important artery in it which Bill can't remember the name of.

Dominics hands are glowing a sickly green as he starts to attack the curse which is trying to turn most of Rebecca into metal.

[FireFox]

It's the femoral artery, I believe, Bill. :smallsmile:

Oh look, Toby's approaching and knocking at the door.

[Morty]

The door is opened by the building's AI named Askepios. It takes the form Tobias considers the most familiar and friendly. Good day sir, how may I be of assistance?

[FireFox]

Uh, hi. He smiles, with a charm that is probably lost on the AI. I'm here to provide information about a world-ending, demonic exalted. Also, I heard there was an illusionist here? I need a scroll to help stop him.

[Morty]

The illusionist you have heard of might be my master and creator, Ilyena. However, he is currently unavailable. Deadtimed, that is. I shall fetch a member. And after a while, Wenomir arrives, not wearing his usual armor but only a sleeveless shirt, bandaged up and in a foul mood. Oh it's you, Tobias. Good day. Askepios said you have some info for us.

[FireFox]

Oh! Hi Wenomir! The Druid grins in exaggerated cheerfulness. Some Exalted's out to end everything. Thought you should know. May I come in?

[Morty]

Wenomir facepalms. What, again? We're still recovering from stopping the last two *******s who tried to end the world. Yes, come in. Wenomir steps aside as Askepios fades into the background until he's required again.

[FireFox]

Yeah, I heard about that. Thanks. He briefly becomes serious, then smiles again and steps in. Anyway, Rein and I think we can really throw a wrench in his works, so we're not asking you to come in until things get really bad. Rest up and finish recovering, and we'll call in the cavalry later. I don't think this Ebon Mirror guy is close to ending the world, but Rein says he definitely wants to.

[Morty]

Wenomir snorts. I suppose Reinholdt can be believed on that issue. He made it clear he doesn't want the world to end last time he was in WATCHTOWER. Now, who is this guy, why does he want to end the world and what do you need an illusion scroll for?

[FireFox]

Reinholdt said he was an "Abyssal Exalted" the first time we talked about him. He says he's kind of a nihilist who wants to end everything. Oh, supposedly he was able to turn another Exalted, my sister-in-law Shrike, over to his side. I don't know how that happened, but I know she's tough. He shakes his head and sighs. If things get really rough, and they're stronger than I am, I have an idea for a specific illusion that will give me a very strong advantage, I think.

[Morty]

Another one who thinks we're all better off dead, eh? Wenomir's education most definetly didn't contain words such as "nihilist", but after meeting Rein a couple of times, he learned what it means. I can see Shrike fighting by this guy's side. He still hasn't got over that one assasination attempt at a GLoG member. What sort of illusion is it?

[FireFox]

Exactly. He bites his tongue about Shrike, personally believing she wouldn't want to willingly end the world, since she seemed adamant about not taking jobs that hurt kids. Oh, I don't want to get into specifics... Suffice to say, I think it might be my greatest PsyOps idea yet. He grins at the demonhunter.

[Morty]

Alright, I'll take your word for it. I'll ask Ilyena about making that scroll when I meet him. What else do you know about this... Ebon Mirror?

[FireFox]

Well... Rein's done his research. He mentioned something how he can't be defeated unless we get him to defend someone he cares about. But what does a world-ender care about? Rein isn't sure we can kill him, but he wants to do some reconnoitering and find out what his plans are. Then we'll just use hit and run tactics to keep him from ending the world, or whatever...

[Morty]

Wenomir grumbles. Another superpowered godling, then. I don't suppose I'll be of much use. Anyway I can't believe I'm saying it, but Reinholdt might be right. We should proceed carefully.

[FireFox]

Yeah... He shrugs and looks around. So, any news about AMEN?

[Morty]

They seem to be mostly romping around, making noise. We had a scrap with them in a flying city some months ago and we need to retrieve a soul-stealing dagger from one of them that he took from GLoG after KR put it there for safekeeping. I think they also have plans to conquer Inside. Or at least their leader does, but they don't listen to him that much. At least based on Turtle relayed when she was spying on them.

[FireFox]

Good, I'd much rather stay in GLoG and help people there, but... If they mess with my family one more time, I will kill every last one of them. It's a very cold, calm threat.

[Morty]

What did they do to your family? Wenomir raises his eyebrow.

[FireFox]

The Druid laughs. They tried to kidnap all of the GLoG children once, including my daughter, and I had to fight this teleporter called Jack. Then they kidnapped Daisuke's daughter, and I had to join AMEN in order to get her freed. After that I sort of blew their base up and escaped. Then their leader, this stupid dragon named Gordon, used blood magic to capture me... I rather doubt they'll try anything again.

[Morty]

Wenomir nods solemnly. He had no idea Tobias has a daughter, but he hadn't met him for a long time before this visit. Good job. I met this Jack myself. He's the guy who has the dagger right now. Very dangerous and very annoying. AMEN has definetly changed from the bunch of clowns it used to be.

[FireFox]

Toby blinks. Jack has a soul-stealing dagger? Oh, that's great... Fantastic.

[Morty]

Cool, isn't it? KR have it to GLoG for safekeeping, but Jack got it from them somehow. We were thinking about how to get it back, but then the apocalyptic stuff happened.

[FireFox]

I don't know anything about that... He shakes his head again. 'Course, I was dead for awhile.

[Ashen Lilies]

KR is treated, and coming off the anaesthesia, though she might not be awake for a while yet until she recovers a bit more. She's also in a gown!
Hopefully it's one of the more modern designs which don't involve being able to see all the way to Florida... >.>

[Morty]

Wenomir is surprised by this statement, to say the least. Dead? Whoa. I realize being dead is only a minor impediment here, but still. Was it AMEN who did you in?

[FireFox]

Well, my wife is a paladin, so she can bring me back every time. So getting killed is just a way of retreating, a way they don't expect. They weren't expecting me to be a suicide bomber, so I was able to blow up half their base. Fun times. Isn't it a cunning tactic? He grins, not exactly looking the sanest...

[Morty]

The demonhunter's expression is carefully blank. It's certainly unorthodox. Especially for someone coming from a place where people stay dead. But hey, I don't argue with what works.

[FireFox]

I'll have to come up with a new trick now, of course... Toby then deadtimes.

[Morty]

Wenomir turns away from the deadtimed Tobias and goes to the infirmary to check on the people there - KR, the girl from NO and this strange person who showed up wounded. After seeing they're either stable or worked on by doctors, he leaves to wait for Toby to undeadtime or something else to happen.

[Murkus]

Ordo and hopefully Raz arrive, stepping towards the front entrance.

The psion knocks. He can be godmodded so far as going inside.

[Project_Mayhem]

Raz (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=9256985&postcount=177) also indeed arrives. He seems to be letting Ordo take the lead.

[Darkcomet]

And DC's back again, outside the infirmary. Again. Whoo. How fascinating.

[Morty]

WATCHTOWER's AI, Askepios, greets Ordo and Raz. Good evening, sirs. What business do you have with WATCHTOWER?

[Project_Mayhem]

Raz looks at Ordo and sees he's offline

Hi, I'm Raz, and this is Ordo. We're with the NO. Can we come in in speak to someone?

[Morty]

Please wait here. I shall bring a member. Askepios goes to look for a member who could talk to the two NOers.

[Project_Mayhem]

I'm assuming Raz and Ordo are waiting outside the door to the main room?

[VampireRot]

Merrak could talk to the two 'NOers'! And yes, they should be. To give Raz time to do some stupid thing that he'll no doubt do, Merrak is in his room. He heard the knocking, but doesn't want to play doorman for WATCHTOWER. But he'll probably have to. :smallannoyed:

[Morty]

((Yes, they are.))
Askepios will ask Merrak to meet the two people outside the door, then. He will also inform any member he runs across about it.

[Project_Mayhem]

Raz doesn't appear to do anything stupid

If anything is detecting magic and watching, he isCasting some form of spell that in creases his sympathetic connection to the area continually while he's here unless anyone stops him

[VampireRot]

Sympathetic connection? :smallconfused: Like, making him seem more sympathetic to people, or...

Merrak, who is a tall and buff drow with a nasty scar across one of his eyes, grumbles at Askepios and makes his way to the door. He looks over Raz and the deadtimed Ordo, a bit annoyed.

"Yes? You say you're from NO?"

[Project_Mayhem]

It basically means how magically close you are to something. It's a Mage the Awakening thing. characters not familiar with that kind of magic may well not recognise it. It appears harmless, or at least not actually harmful.

Uh yeah, hi. I'm Raz and this is Ordo. Can we come in? We wanna talk about an investigation.

[VampireRot]

Okay. Merrak can't detect magic at all, so it won't matter.

"The name's Merrak."

Merrak raises an eyebrow but nods and beckons them in. As he brings them into the main room, his hands habitually lay on his wicked looking spiked mace and longsword. Not an actual grip, but a touch that could easily bring the weapons into his hands in an instant.

"So, NO does mercenary work? Who or what are you investigating, and what does it have to do with WATCHTOWER?"

[Project_Mayhem]

While Raz talks, he casts a spell that searches and locates hidden rooms, doors and alcoves. His sympathetic connection spell continues

He also wishes that Ordos was not deadtimed

Well, my colleague here has more info on this operation than me, but we've recently just been hired to hunt down a missing artefact. A flaming sword of some description. We picked up a lead that it might be being held here?

[VampireRot]

Well, I don't know about any secret passages or anything, but he'll probably be able to sense the infirmary. Lots of wounded people in there.

"A flaming sword? Can't say I've ever seen that. You should probably ask DC or Ilyena, they'de know more about it than me."

Merrak wonders about the flaming sword. Such an enchanted item couldn't be too rare, so it must be more powerful than usual flaming weapons or hiding some other secret. Hmm. Oh well, Merrak heads toward the infirmary to find DC to hand off the questioning "NOers" to.

[Project_Mayhem]

Raz follows, although technically uninvited.

[Darkcomet]

DC spots the approaching group and scowls. "Oh, what now?"

[VampireRot]

Merrak shrugs.

"NO. Investigating some flaming sword or something."

And with that, the drow stands aside to watch.

[Project_Mayhem]

For the third time, Raz nods and says

'Hi. I'm Raz and this is Ordo. We're with the NO, on an investigation. Who are you, if you don't mind me asking?

Then it hits him that this was the scary guy in the pub. Ah Well.

[Darkcomet]

"You may refer to me as DC. Now, I know what you're looking for, and no, you won't be getting it. For one thing, the former owner once worked for Calublufiok, a lich hell-bent on destroying the multiverse, and for another thing, it's broken." The psychic's hands flare up with a dark reddish aura briefly, the effect quickly subsiding.

He's really not in the mood for this.

[Project_Mayhem]

Well, thanks for the honesty I guess

Raz thinks for a second

This might sound stupid, but if its broken why would there be a problem with us having it?

[Darkcomet]

"It's on fire. It's also filled with negative energy. Regardless of the condition of the blade itself, it's still dangerous. You're asking me to turn over a weapon to someone who helped to try to end the world. Tell me...what is this organization supposed to do, exactly?" DC has a point, there.

Giving it to someone like that would be kind of stupid, especially given WATCHTOWER's purpose.

[Project_Mayhem]

Raz shrugs

Fair point I guess.

His eyes wander around for a second

Eh, well you probably aren't going to hand this to us, so we'll stop wasting your time then for the moment. Here's my card if you want to get in contact

He hands DC a card

[Moff Chumley]

Ilyena undeadtimes, and if Tobias is still there, Askepios will find him for Ilyena. You need some assistance?

[Murkus]

Ordo places a hand on Raz's shoulder, approaching the other psion/psychic/whatever with a bit of a huffy glare. "One second there, pal. Now, listen a minute Mr. DC..."

The psion tries to keep from seeming too annoyed, as he doesn't want to piss DC off, but he's not exactly feeling like a bundle of sunshine right now.

"This former servant of Kalebfiok or whatever, you should know, is now a middle school teacher." He frowns. "And even if he did still want the sword for Armageddon and whatnot, is it really all that important? I mean, how much more power is a flaming sword going to grant him? It can't be that important for ending the world, can it?"

He holds his hands out in a gesture of appeal. "C'mon. We're just trying to do our jobs. And we can still get paid for a broken sword."

[Darkcomet]

Why are all the psychics irritable?

"Flaming sword filled with negative energy. It strengthens him. And giving it to him would give him a potential advantage in combat if he has it reforged." DC sighs. "Look. You're mercenaries. There's no profit in getting wiped out of existence, you know that?" It's all very simple, yet the mercs don't seem to get a simple concept like 'not giving weapons to apocalyptors!'

DC's day just keeps getting better and better.

[Murkus]

It's in the genes, I tell ya, right along with the psychic abilities.

"It's one skeleton!" Ordo complains, crossing his arms in an irritated stance. "How much trouble could he really cause you guys?"

"And what part of middle school teacher did you not understand?" He points off in the direction of PACK. "You can go check for yourself. That school? PACK? He teaches music there now. People trust him with their children."
More likely, people trust the school with their children, and trust them not to hire people who are evil maniacs. Of course, Admiral might not be an evil maniac any more. I guess we'll see.

[UncleWolf]

[Jeremy's Room]

Shawna is sound asleep here, her arm around Jeremy.

Shawna may wake up to feel Jeremy turn a bit to kiss her forehead, feeling better. He sighs though, hearing the calls for him to do his job. He was still weak, but needed to keep going.

Shadows begin to slowly crawl over him.

[FireFox]

Ilyena undeadtimes, and if Tobias is still there, Askepios will find him for Ilyena. You need some assistance?

Toby smiles at him cheerily. Are you able to craft a scroll for a powerful auditory and visual illusion?

[Darkcomet]

[Outside the Infirmary]

DC rolls his eyes as Ordo forgets one very simple possibility. "Perhaps they simply don't know. But let me tell you something. A very significant amount of the attempts to end the world can be traced to one intelligent, talking cat, who also once worked for Calublufiok, and went on continuing that work for a time. Even without his boss's super-magic, he's still, ultimately, the root of the last one." Like DC needed another reminder of Reinholdt today. "When it comes to those who would kill us all, no one can be judged by something so simple as race or power. In this case, doubly so, considering those he worked for and with."

[Murkus]

Ordo sighs. "Then I suppose we're at an... impasse? Is that how it's pronounced?" He says it in a manner resembling 'impass'. Even I don't know if that's how to say it. The psion lets his arms hang down. "Frankly, I don't know if he'll do any sort of 'evil deed' with that sword. And frankly, I don't care. Caring is your job, not mine. And I'm sure you can do it well enough. Keep people from ending the world, and such? But you gotta figure, if he doesn't get this weapon back, he'll probably just make another anyway. It's not gonna matter."

The psion puts his hands in his pockets and heads for the door. He looks to be giving up. "You were right, Raz. Let's get out of here. Maybe we set up some negotations another time."

[Moff Chumley]

Toby smiles at him cheerily. Are you able to craft a scroll for a powerful auditory and visual illusion?

Ilyena frowns. Yes, but it'd be much simpler if I cast the spell myself. What do you need, exactly?

[FireFox]

If I find myself fighting someone who wants to end the world and, for some strange, unfathomable reason, find myself outmatched, I need to, at the most opportune time, make them perceive a false reality. He hands Ilyena a slip of paper. Specifically, I need these false sensory perceptions.

PM en route.

[Darkcomet]

[Outside the Infirmary]

"Impasse." DC pronounces it correctly. Whoo. "Incidentally...I don't believe the Empire will like it if I inform them you took a job from the same person who led an army to assault Inside. Why, I do think they would react quite badly to anyone working for a war criminal like him..."

...is he trying to blackmail them into submission?

[The Bushranger]

[Jeremy's Room]


Shawna may wake up to feel Jeremy turn a bit to kiss her forehead, feeling better. He sighs though, hearing the calls for him to do his job. He was still weak, but needed to keep going.

Shadows begin to slowly crawl over him.

Shawna stirs at the kiss, smiling in her sleep. But doesn't awaken, or, at least, doesn't seem to come awake.




Susan is successfully kept from bleeding out! And presumably is fixed up. But is still unconsious.
And people might wonder [i]why she was being shot at when she dove through a portal into the base...

[Murkus]

Well, Ordo hopes that they'd be neutral in affairs besides this specific job. He hopes Dipsnig would be able to work it out. He hopes Inside wouldn't find some excuse to come and trash NO.

But hopes are put aside for rage.

He whirls, eyes flashing gold with psionic might, and marches back towards DC. A distinct aggressiveness in his gait. He's probably shorter than the other psychic, so he might be less intimidating than a taller man.

DC might also notice one of Ordo's hands morph into a claw, a reflex from anger. "Are you trying to blackmail us, you son of a bitch?"

He's very direct.

[UncleWolf]

[Jeremy's Room]

Jeremy smiles back. "See you soon..." he whispers to her before the last of the shadows wrap around him. After a moment, Shawana will feel him vanish to do his job.

[Moff Chumley]

If I find myself fighting someone who wants to end the world and, for some strange, unfathomable reason, find myself outmatched, I need to, at the most opportune time, make them perceive a false reality. He hands Ilyena a slip of paper. Specifically, I need these false sensory perceptions.

PM en route.

Ilyena takes the paper, reads it, and nods. How much time do I have? The more complicated I make the illusion, the better it'll react to what the subject attempts. It'll take a very complicated spell to actually be convincing, if I'm not on site.

[Darkcomet]

[Outside the Infirmary]

A dark red forcefield springs into existence between Ordo and DC the moment the latter sees that the former seems to be readying himself for combat.

Then he goes on.

"I believe I'm trying to point out that being willing to work for the likes of him will ultimately end poorly. There will be a time when the Empire won't need me to tell them. What happens when they find out about something like this on their own? You won't have anyone's restraint or kindness to stop them then." Ordo might pick up that DC does believe what he's saying. "If you're too blind to see the big picture, however, then that's your problem, not mine. But I won't let you assist monsters like him because of your stupidity."

[Murkus]

"We. Are. Neutral." He almost shouts, claw curling together an inch or two from DC's forcefield. "We are not stupid. We are not ignorant! We just don't care about your goddamned neverending battle between good and evil! Because us, and I'm sure a lot of other regular folks, are sick and tired of it!"

The psion suddenly no longer looks tired. Infuriated, lively, but not weary as he is usually. "We're normal people doing our jobs. Working hard for a day's pay. Sometimes we help people, sometimes we don't. But at least we aren't sitting on our asses most days, forgetting the average Joe's plight. And definitely not clinging to grand delusions of righteousness."

"From what I know, Watchtower may defend this world from threats, but it doesn't change anything. It doesn't make things better. It always stays the same. Maybe if you did your job a little better, it wouldn't!" The psion clenches his fists, trying to cool his anger. It will do him no good here.

"The Empire will understand. I hope they will. But I don't need you preaching in my face, pretending you're better! Or kinder, or smarter!"

Maybe that's not what DC intended, but it seems to have struck some sort of chord.

[Darkcomet]

I think Ordo's rant was just the straw that broke the camel's back with regards to DC's restraint.

"You think I haven't tried to make a difference!? You think I haven't tried to help people!? You know nothing!" The forcefield DC put up suddenly moves forward, trying to shove Ordo away. "You don't know how many damn times I've tried, only to be betrayed, or have some nihilistic freak destroy everything I'd worked for! Never again, you hear me!?"

Ordo might notice a strange effect to some of DC's words (the italicized ones, specifically). They seem to have a strange psychic 'echo', as if being transmitted telepathically and spoken verbally at the same time.

He's really losing it.

"I won't let anyone help that happen again! Not the cat, not the lich, not any shortsighted idiot, not any nihilist, not anyone! I won't give them a damn micrometer! I won't let you help them!" The psychic is quite visibly shaking by this point, barely restraining himself from outright attacking.

"Get out. Now. And tell Dipsnig that if he insists on trying to retrieve the thing, I'll kill whoever he sends."

[Moff Chumley]

A Moffclone pokes his head in the frame... then thinks better of it and leaves. :roach:

[billtodamax]

DC may well remember that Terrance/Rebecca are in the infirmary, and that they introduced themselves as from NO, I think.

Or he might not. They only mentioned it once.

In any case, Dominic is hard a work on the curse that's turned most of their arm metal, and has managed to reverse it so far so that only the shoulder and upper arm are still metallic.

He's sweating intensely however, although noone in the infirmary should be able to perceive it.

[happyturtle]

Susan is successfully kept from bleeding out! And presumably is fixed up. But is still unconsious.
And people might wonder [i]why she was being shot at when she dove through a portal into the base...

They might, but it isn't as if anyone can ask her as long as she's unconscious. :smalltongue:

Turtle arrived during that last outburst, stepping quietly into the room and adopting a combat stance.

[Project_Mayhem]

Raz puts his hands in his pockets and keeps his eyes on Turtle. He silently casts several defensive spells, and co-locates a duplicate back to the NO.

[VampireRot]

Merrak steps back as the psions get angry. His grip on his weapons gets stronger, but he doesn't draw them. Yet.

[FireFox]

Ilyena takes the paper, reads it, and nods. How much time do I have? The more complicated I make the illusion, the better it'll react to what the subject attempts. It'll take a very complicated spell to actually be convincing, if I'm not on site.

Take all the time you need. He shrugs. I'm not going to rush you. Really, I care about it being convincing more than I care about having it soon. I'll be at GLoG, and you can contact me there when it's done.

[billtodamax]

Dominic's plot clone raises his hand, it glowing a sickly green colour, as his voice rings out.

Cease Fighting. As might be noted by the bold and italics, it's got a powerful compulsion effect to go along with it, which is aimed at everyone in the room.

***

Meanwhile, in the infirmary, Dominic is still working on Rebecca/Terrance. He's got the spell concentrated on her shoulder now, and is starting to work more seriously on the lightning.

I need someone with positive energy. She's been effected by negative energy.

[Darkcomet]

DC may well remember that Terrance/Rebecca are in the infirmary, and that they introduced themselves as from NO, I think.

Or he might not. They only mentioned it once.

He meant anyone sent to retrieve what's left of the Admiral's sword. >.>

Note the first part of that sentence, silly.

Anyway, Dominic's compulsion effect earns little from DC. The thing about angry psychics is that they are angry psychics likely to be resistant to that soot of thing.

Though Dominic does get a rather irked rebuttal. "**** off, I already told him to leave."

[Project_Mayhem]

Raz's mental shield takes the edge of the compulsion, but he is still affected by it. If Ordo is still angry, he tries to calm him with a silent mind spell.

Edit:

Then he nods, and moves his mouth as if speaking to someone. No sound comes out. Nor can any magic be detected.

[Morty]

Wenomir is sitting in the infirmary and wondering what all the racket is about. He stays there, though, figuring DC will handle it and he won't be of much use there. He'll step in if a fight breaks out.

[Murkus]

Ordo, being an Egoist, is less resistant than DC to these mind-affecting things. He just glares at the other psychic a moment longer.

Then he smirks. A thin, cruel little smile. "Oh, so it isn't just self-righteousness bottled up in there." He turns, to Raz. "C'mon, Raz. We'll let them get back to being useless."

With a solid glare at practically every Watchtower member in the room, he heads for the door. Unless attacked by DC, naturally.

[Project_Mayhem]

Did DC take Raz's card before flipping out at ego?

In any case, Raz shrugs apologetically, and follows Ordo out

[happyturtle]

Turtle was completely affected by Dominic's compulsion and stopped fighting at once.

Oh wait. She never started fighting.

[VampireRot]

Merrak, being the puny fighter he is, stops all the non-existent fighting he was doing. Despite not being too effected by the compulsion, Merrak scowls even more. Because he recognizes it and realizes if he were actually fighting, nothing would save him from throwing his weapons to the floor and donating to charity. Grumblegrumble stupid magic grumblegrumble.

[nanobot_swarm]

DC or Ordo might notice, should they look up a bit, might notice a large area of light being seemingly bent. If they can hear over the sound of their own fury, they might catch a soft chuckle.

[Project_Mayhem]

Ooh, Raz has 360 vision and can locate stuff in a 10 metre radius. And see magic. Anything?

[nanobot_swarm]

He'll be able to see it, the shape is hard to discern, but in general he'll see something like an invisibility coak covering something which is vertically ten feet.

[Project_Mayhem]

Ok. He doesn't react. 360 vision means he doesn't even look at it directly.

[Murkus]

Ordo continues for the door, not noticing the chuckle.

[Project_Mayhem]

Raz shrugs and leaves. Heading for NO presumably

[Darkcomet]

DC would probably have refused the card, alas.

"USELESS!? If not for us, you would no longer exist! And yet, you waste that by trying to get me to help you retrieve a weapon for one of those...those..." He trails off, not able to find a sufficiently offensive term for those who would try to end everything.

But there is one thing remaining.

Ordo might hear something else, this time a simple telepathic message.

Let me show you.

The message is followed by a series of images and telepathic commentaries being transmitted into Ordo's brain. It's not an actual link, unfortunately-Ordo thinking won't get a reply from DC, unless of course he initiates one himself, if he can.

The first is of Calublufiok's first defeat, in a cave and on a platform surrounded by lava (I think that was it, anyway), the lich being finished off by Wenomir. That would be one of our members killing Calublufiok.

The second is an image of the Felinian (catpeople) army marching on Inside, led by the Admiral. This one doesn't seem as clear, as if taken from a photograph of some sort-and not DC's own memory. The proof of what your client did is there.

The next is an image of a desert, marred by apocalyptic blizzard, earthquake, and lightning effects, along with something else DC-the-player doesn't remember, and he's not sure about the lightning one anyway. Whatever's correct is what's shown.

A towering tentacled monstrosity is in the center of the image, WATCHTOWER's airship further out, DC flying underneath it, with an orange energy cannon glowing brightly, and a telekinetically wielded rail gun. Yet he returned-and transformed himself-but I was more than happy to correct that. The image flickers, changing to one where DC is firing the cannon on the monstrosity, a gigantic beam bursting forth, soon followed by rail gun fire.

And much more recently... Another image comes, this one of KR sealing Shepherd's soul away. From the last one we stopped. Your friend's assistance was much appreciated, and she's being treated in the infirmary now.

We could let her die, but we won't. We could all say 'screw this' and leave everyone to fend for themselves. Wouldn't mind retiring, after everything. But someone's got to clean up the mess. GLoG is incompetent. You've aptly demonstrated that at least part of NO doesn't give a crap. Wonder what that friend of yours thinks about you helping that type after this. We're the only ones in this damn Nexus who seem to be willing and able to do anything.

Your opinion of me is irrelevant, but never call this organization useless.

Doesn't seem like DC noticed the chuckle. He makes no further move against Ordo or Raz.

[Murkus]

Ordo looks back over his shoulder, pausing to watch the images. He blinks it away, glaring at the psychic. Those calming spells seem to be working. "No. You're right. You're not useless. You've kept us alive. And for that, I am grateful." He takes a deep breath. "But what have you improved? What have you changed for the better? Can you name one thing?"

Ordo opens the door for himself and Raz. According to the other thread, however, Raz has already teleported. So the psion prepares to go. "All you've done is retain the status quo. And that won't work forever."

He closes the door. No slam, just a quiet creak as he departs.

[happyturtle]

Turtle plops down on the sofa. "They sure want that sword awfully bad."

[VampireRot]

Merrak smirks at Turtle. Who he doesn't actually know.

"That's probably because they never succeed in any of their jobs."

Off-screen information gathering happened sometime. I dunno when, but it did.

[Ashen Lilies]

Nothing! Wanna know why? Because it's NOT OUR JOB! Go to GLoG, Ordo. :smalltongue:
...
At least, that's what KR would have said (sans tongue) if she was awake. But she's not. So yeah.

[Darkcomet]

DC would like to think he has. Runs that power company in Inside and all that.

But his motives weren't exactly selfless. Mostly it was to provide funds for WATCHTOWER. It seems to have worked out well enough so far, though.

That doctor was certainly helpful.

DC sighs. "I don't understand. No amount of money should be able to motivate anyone to help someone like that..."

[nanobot_swarm]

Another chuckle is made, directed at DC's statement, a bit louder than the last.

[Darkcomet]

"Who's there?" DC seems a bit less enraged now that Ordo is gone.

Still sounds rather irritated, to say the least, though.

[Moff Chumley]

Take all the time you need. He shrugs. I'm not going to rush you. Really, I care about it being convincing more than I care about having it soon. I'll be at GLoG, and you can contact me there when it's done.

Ilyena smiles, already planning out the spell. Excelent. It probably won't take the form of a scroll, just so you're aware, but it'll be plenty easy to use. I'll get started on that, shall I?


I need someone with positive energy. She's been effected by negative energy.

If Ilyena were present, Dominic would recieve an extremely whithering glare, and would probably be ignored. However, he's not.

[nanobot_swarm]

The figure does not show itself, but speaks and says, "Opps, let laughter get the better of me. Heh heh. My name lacks true importance in the grand scheme of things, so you really don't need to know it. How would your name compare?"

[Darkcomet]

"I'm just DC." Or that's what he refers to himself as.

Wonder what his actual name is?

"Now tell me what you're doing here." In the meantime, the rather irritated psychic is now psychically scanning for any minds in the general area the figure's voice is coming from.

[VampireRot]

I dunno Darkcomet. Can't think of anything that DC might stand for. :smallconfused: It's a mystery.

Merrak's here! And ticked off, though you're lucky he can't sense psychic scans, or he might be more angry. Right now he's peering at where the figure should be based on the bent light and voice.

"Who are you? Make it so we can see you. Or else..."

Merrak is good at killing things he can't see. Comes with the blindfight training most drow fighters get. Might wanna un-invisible. :smalleek:

((@V But its obviously implied and obvious. :smalltongue:))

[Darkcomet]

((He never said those were his actual initials. :smalltongue:))

[nanobot_swarm]

Another chuckle, "All you had to do was ask."
The invisibility cloak comes off, and you probably wish he put it back on, he aint exactly easy on the eyes. The figure is humanoid, albiet lacking legs, with stumps where they would be. The creature has a hood-shaped head with several red, glowing eyes floating around where there appears to be nothing else. On the outside a human skeleton is formed with black bone, with the main differences being that the shoulders are more like pauldrons, the fingers end in claws, and there is no skull. The bones cover over a body made seemingly by carving purple granite.
"Why am I here? One of the members of my organization has apparently gone missing, so his brother hired out a contract with NO to find him. The Psion was looking for him, not having much else to do currently, I followed him around. Seems he currently could not interrogate the elf child I saw Gaius chase, but I continued to follow nonetheless."
Reading the mind produces interesting results, you can't discern anything you can understand, all his thoughts seem to be static and wind blowing through trees.

[VampireRot]

Merrak steps back. Despite living in a drow city for all his life, this is a bit more than anything he's seen there. And he's seen a lot there.

"Woah..."

...

:smalleek:

...

"Well, he left... So you can go follow him more."

[Darkcomet]

It is not, however, more than the worst DC's seen. 'course, in this business...

"Yeah, what he said. I won't stop you. Though I have to ask...if you're following him around, what would it take for you to sabotage any move they make against us?" Oh dear. He sounds rather vengeful, to say the least.

[nanobot_swarm]

Now he's just laughing, "What could you hope to bribe me with? I hail from the Shadowlands, and the currency you use is useles there. I am well off back there, and most of the goods you make are quite flimsy. For me you have nothing, but for my boss, the story might be different. You might convince him to aid you, and he can get another member to do the deed."

[Darkcomet]

DC's already-existing frown deepens. That wasn't the answer he was hoping for. "Currency? I didn't mean to suggest a monetary bribe. I was asking what you might want, and you may be surprised at what I have access to."

[nanobot_swarm]

Despite lacking a chin, it makes a chin stroke-motion. "Perhaps...
Would you happen to possess the means to open a hole in space-time directly to the Shadowlands?
"

[Darkcomet]

"Theoretically, assuming you were willing to give me the location, dimensional coordinates, et cetera, yes. But what would you do with such a thing?" DC's always the suspicious one.

Even if he can't get this guy to sabotage NO's efforts, perhaps there is information worth getting yet...

[nanobot_swarm]

"You might have heard of a 'Dark World' which is a term we find horribly offensive, so don't use it. It exists as an opposite to your world, one several actually, though unlike those, it doesn't intersect with yours, thus buildings there don't exist simultaniously here. Travel between here and there is difficult, few can do it, and it seems only the Man with the Umbrella is willing to transport, but you have to be apart of his Legion of Travesty. I want that to change, I want a bridge from here to there, so travel is easy, and so regular folks can do it as well. Besides, if the Legion of Travesty is all we have as representatives, then that just paints us all as fear-mongers and monsters.
And yes I'd be willing to give possible weakspots in the fabric of reality."

[Lex-Kat]

An onion rolls into the front door. It looks around, finds a shadow, and rolls toward it.

After a bit of sniffing, it heads toward the kitchen. Let the Onion Revolution re-begin!!

[Reinholdt]

But Butler is in the kitchen cooking stew!
I don't think he has the heart to use onions.

Granted, that probably doesn't stop them from having onions in the kitchen.

He hums away while stirring, unawares of the impending onion attack.

[Lex-Kat]

There's a rumbling in the kitchen pantry. The sound of a paper bag can be heard ripping.

[Reinholdt]

Butler's ear twitches at the sound. Curious he turns and looks, but doesn't see anything. Huh. He takes a step over and opens the pantry door to look inside. Maybe it was that very annoying cat. Or the eldritch cat. Or maybe the ants had finally found their way into his ant traps.
... That's a bit of a stretch on that last one.

[UncleWolf]

Butler is likely to find several of his ant traps melted by powerful chemicals, and ants simply wandering around through cracks in the walls and such, taking old scraps of food and bits of trash to the secondary hive in the catacombs.

His ant traps seem to be ineffective, but at least these ants seem to help clean house.:smalltongue:

[Lex-Kat]

But more importantly, there is an explosion of Onions erupting from the bottom of the pantry and heading out of the kitchen.

If one were to listen real close, they may here the onions screaming, Freedom!! at the top of their non-existant lungs.

[Reinholdt]

Butler is just about to get the Raid and start killing nasty ants when he's bowled over by a bunch of onions! :smalleek:

"Eep sirs and ma'ams!" Butler exclaims from his position on the floor as onions roll over him to get to where they're going.

[Lex-Kat]

One of the onions stops and turns toward Butler. Butler? it asks in a possibly familiar voice.

[VampireRot]

Merrak glances into the kitchen to see what all the commotion is.

...

"I'll pass."

He makes his way to his room.

[UncleWolf]

Even the ants seem startled at the talking onions, and most of them skitter out of the room, leaving just a scant few to watch.

[Reinholdt]

"Vidalia ma'am? Is that you ma'am?" Butler never knew she died, since he was prisoner at the time and died shortly thereafter.

He hops up and goes to pick up the onion that talked, beaming wide.

[Lex-Kat]

{Kitchen}

Likewise, I don't think Vidalia ever heard that Butler died, as she was already dead. Didn't know that Decker died either.

Yes. I'm starting up my revolution, again. What are you doing here?

[Reinholdt]

{Kitchen}

"Good luck with the spinning ma'am. It's fun for a while ma'am, but then everything gets dizzy and I generally have to sit down afterwards ma'am." Usually only worth it if someone is spinning with you.

"I'm the new butler here ma'am! GLoG was all outside ma'am and didn't need a butler anymore ma'am. So I got a job here ma'am." :smallbiggrin:

[Darkcomet]

[Main Room]

((Argh. Think the ISP was screwing with the connection, there. Sorry, Nanobot.))

"What's this 'Legion of Travesty'?" Seems DC's continuing his information hunt. He also notices that there is something suspicious going on.

If this guy doesn't like the Legion of Travesty, and therefore isn't one of them...how did he get here?

But he doesn't accuse the mysterious being of anything just yet.

Meanwhile!

[Kitchen]

Because I don't play him enough, Trent (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=8175094&postcount=508) stumbles into the kitchen. "What the hell...?"

[Reinholdt]

[Main Entrance]
Butler leads Gordon here! And brings him inside. Where he insists Gordon wait until he can go to the kitchen and get Gordon a good meal to eat. Which Butler does. And then all the stuff he was doing happens.

[Kitchen]

"Not hell sir. Decker lives there sir. This is the kitchen sir. Excuse me sir. Let me know if you want some stew as well sir." He holds the Vidalia onion in one hand and grabs the stew with the other in order to head back out to the Main Room and offer Gordon some stew.

[Main Entrance]

"Here you go Gordon sir." :smallsmile:

[ThePhantom]

[Main Entrance]

Gordon smiles.

"Thank you, Butler."

Gordon looks around the entrance while he waits.

[Ashen Lilies]

In the Infirmary, KR starts to stir...

[Morty]

Wenomir, who has just entered the infirmary after a training session, to apply new bandages and check on KR, notices the stirring and stands beside her bed.

[Ashen Lilies]

KR starts a bit, and her eyes open, staring at the ceiling for a moment before she realizes where she is.
"How long was I unconscious?" She asks, to no one in particular. It's like she expects someone to be standing beside her, just waiting for her to wake up. Or maybe she just sensed Wenomir's presence through the FORCE.

[Morty]

Wenomir crouches next to the bed. Five days.

[Ashen Lilies]

"That long? Strange... I suppose the magical contamination present in my system due to the overloading of my- sorry. I shouldn't spend my few minutes awake babbling uselessly. What's been happening while I was out?" :smallconfused:

[Morty]

Wenomir rubs his temple. Well, let's see... the doctors have been hard at work keeping you and the other wounded people alive. Two guys from NO came in to ask us to hand in some flaming sword. DC argued with them, audibly, and they left. Also, Tobias the druid arrived with info about another nutjob who wants the end the world. He sighs.

[Ashen Lilies]

"Of course." KR rolls her eyes.
"Water. Is there water? I'm really thirsty."

[happyturtle]

Raven is asleep in a chair in the infirmary, having collapsed a few days ago of exhaustion after working for 3 days straight with no sleep.

[Morty]

Let me get you some... Wenomir pours KR a glass of water, his player assuming there's bound to be some in the infirmary. He also glances worriedly at Raven.

[Ashen Lilies]

KR takes a sip of it, before seeming to grow tired, eyes heavy and her blinks lengthening until she's spending more time with her eyes closed than open.
"Hmm... 10 minutes awake, able to hold a conversation... not bad." She falls asleep again. Being comatose for nearly a week really does leave one exhausted...

((deadtime))

[Lex-Kat]

[Kitchen]

"Not hell sir. Decker lives there sir. This is the kitchen sir. Excuse me sir. Let me know if you want some stew as well sir." He holds the Vidalia onion in one hand and grabs the stew with the other in order to head back out to the Main Room and offer Gordon some stew.
Vidalia remains quiet until he's just about to give Gordon his stew. Well, I gotta go Butler. be safe.

She rolls out of his hand, unless he gets a better hold of her, and heads off to find her refugee onions.

[Reinholdt]

[Main Entrance]

"Bye Vidalia ma'am. Make sure to visit often ma'am. Or tell me where you're staying so I can visit ma'am." :smallsmile:
Butler's missed Vidalia perhaps most of all during his literal deadtime.

Butler turns back to Gordon and lets him finish his stew. "Ready for the tour sir?"

[ThePhantom]

Gordon, who was napping in a chair wakes up.

"Whu? Oh, right, the tour. Yes, I'm ready."

[Reinholdt]

"Right this way then sir!" :smallsmile:

Butler starts to lead Gordon on the tour. Starting with the kitchen and the barracks and the showers and the courtyard and then the Main Room. Where we should probably pause as Butler waves happily at DC before intending to lead Gordon towards the stairs.

[ThePhantom]

Gordon follows Butler, and gives DC a smirk as he enters the main room.

[Darkcomet]

Gordon does not go unnoticed, and pretty much instantly, he'll get a kinetic blast aimed at him, strong enough to send him flying-in human form, anyway. "Why the **** did you let him in!?" Well. At least DC gets a convenient reason to snap this time.

[Reinholdt]

:smalleek:
"He asked for the tour sir. It's in the job description sir." It's basic politeness! Someone asks to come in, you let them in and treat them as your guest!

[ThePhantom]

Gordon is sent into the wall.

"Ooff. Is this really the way to treat a guest?"

Gordon tries to pick himself up.

[Morty]

Wenomir sighs when he hears the shouting and crashing and leaves the infirmary. He's still unarmored and unarmed, but that doesn't make him unthreatening. When he sees the situation, he says: I see.

[Darkcomet]

"GUEST!? You expect me to treat you, the conqueror-wannabe ex-leader of AMEN, as a guest!?" DC reaches into a jacket pocket, and that beam rifle of his-currently with a black power cell in place-appears, pointed at Gordon.

At the same time, Gordon might get an odd sense of something reaching for him, as if invisible-psychic-tendrils are reaching out and trying to grab him by his limbs to keep him down.

This is really just a fancy way of saying 'it's telekinesis'. DC-the-player is just experimenting with ways to make it less difficult to use without it being unstoppable or anything like that.

"Give me a reason not to shoot you. And be quick about it."

[ThePhantom]

Gordon's limbs are bound. But still he smiles.

"Simple Darkcomet, cause you need my help."

[Morty]

No. You claim we need your help, Wenomir says, matter-of-factly. We have absolutely no reason to trust anything you say.

[Reinholdt]

Butler goes to hide behind Wenomir, his ears drooping and his tail poofed, really rather confused and really hoping no one will shoot anyone.

He deadtimes.

[Darkcomet]

DC gives a very small nod at Wenomir's words. "I think he put it rather well." Better hurry up and talk before you get shot, Gordon!

[ThePhantom]

"Really? I thought this was the world saving group, not the antievil group. And just because I want a city, you act like I'm one of your usual foes. Trust me on this, I don't want the world to end, after all, if it does, that means I don't get to take control of a large part of it."

Gordon has a plan to get out this if DC decides to get rougher, in case he doesn't believe him.

[Morty]

We're a group dedicated to end threats. People who try to enslave cities count as "threats" in our book, even if they're not very effective. But, I suppose we might hear what you have to say... Wenomir looks at DC, uncertain.

[Darkcomet]

DC distinctly does not explain his reasons for wanting Inside protected from AMEN. Gordon doesn't need to know these things.

"If you have something I give a damn about to say, say it. I have a feeling you didn't come here just to complain about us not liking you." He's awfully impatient, isn't he?

Of course, it's not like he hadn't already been irritated enough before this...

[ThePhantom]

"I know how to get rid of the death moon heading our way. And I am very willing to give you a hand dealing with Ebon Mirror."

Gordon keeps on smiling.

[nanobot_swarm]

"The Legion of Travesty, to which I am a member, is a group of us Shadowlanders who got together and decided to try and scare people over in this world. Of course, nobody with the ability to do so while still possessing a sound mind would never help us, so we turned to the Man with the Umbrella. We wanted some mostly harmless fun, but he's starting to let some violent guys in, like Gaius, his brother's all right, but he was a violent moron. I doubt its going to get any better either, so now I want portal to the Shadowlands, so the main populace of this world can see were not all bad. Also maybe introduce you all to diversity, honestly, all the races here look the same, cept for pointy ears or height and what-not."
Then all this business with the AMEN leader occurs and he goes silent.

[Darkcomet]

"Ah yes, the moon. I understand there's already a plan in place to deal with it. And...Mirror. Hm. I already know about the obvious issue with the henchmen." Lousy spies. "I suggest that you kill them."

DC then gestures in the direction of the Legion of Travesty member, with one (non-middle) finger raised, telling him to wait a bit.

[ThePhantom]

"If we are going to talk, you could let me out of this."

Gordon moves his head, since that's the only thing he can move.

[Darkcomet]

Gordon is released rather unceremoniously.

[ThePhantom]

Gordon stands up.

"Sorry, but that wouldn't work. But I'm working on fixing that. So, it looks like you have everything undercontrol then. Nothing going on that would wreck you day."

Gordon thinks for a moment.

"Oh yes. I need to ask you something or else I'll get in trouble when I get back."

[Darkcomet]

"Can't you just rampage around the cloning tanks and kill them while they can't come back?" At least DC's guessing they're using the cloning tanks, since he does know AMEN uses them, at least. "And what is this something else?" DC's tone indicates that he would prefer it if Gordon got to the point quickly.

[ThePhantom]

Gordon puts his hands in his pockets.

"One of my members, the drow girl, asked about your daughter. I'm supposed to find out how she's doing."

Gordon pulls one hand out.

"And just a word to the wise, you need to control your temper. Or at least, chose your targets carefully."

[Moff Chumley]

Ilyena listens quitely. When DC first attacked Gordon, he looked like he was about to do something. But he didn't. So now he does nothing, and listens.

[VampireRot]

Drow girl? Hm? Merrak, who was totally there the whole time, looks quizzical. What was Ilpholin doing this time?

I think Merrak knows Ilpholin at least. :smallconfused: Not too well, but she was there when the drow squad came to the surface and stuff.

[Darkcomet]

DC glares at Gordon. "Tell her I said that's none of her damn business. And I normally can. You came at a very bad time." What with dealing with Reinholdt and the stupid mercs already. Not to mention the inherent stress of said daughter being stuck in the infirmary. Oh. And meeting her clone was kinda unpleasant too. Especially since she and Reinholdt are apparently friends.

That disgusts him. A lot.

[ThePhantom]

Gordon shugs.

"I see, I'll be going now."

No info about the Objects or D_Lord for DC now. They'll regret that later.

Gordon heads out.

[Darkcomet]

"I'll...ugh. I think I'm going to snap at this rate. Sorry." DC heads to his room.

Guy needs a break.

[Morty]

Wenomir leaves his room, tying his ponytail. He wodners how the rest of the encounter with Gordon went, since he was deadtimed for most of it.

[Darkcomet]

Whoo fluffposts made out of boredom...

DC remains in his room looking over information in his own personal database, under the heading 'Enemies (Living)'.

Reinholdt (Prime)
The one that gassed GLoG. Currently unaccounted for. Utterly deranged. Had extreme regeneration capabilities before his death.

Kill upon discovery. Negative energy or elemental fire cells of VSW-002 likely effective against regeneration.

Reinholdt (Clone)
Magtok's little pet clone. Currently a non-issue, will eliminate the instant he crosses the line.

Has befriended someone who looks unnervingly like KR. At least I assume it was him. Awaiting opportunity for DNA analysis.

He and the other one deserve much more than death, but it'll have to do.

Ebon Mirror
Exalt. Evidently moving to take control of AMEN. Gordon is aware of his nature, thus probability of him taking over AMEN is low. Still problematic.

Likes using undead minions.

AMEN
With the lava cannon and Lethargia gone, the threat level from AMEN is vastly lower. Unfortunately, Turtle had to be removed from her position as a spy. Will rat Magtok out to the Empire should this become more of an issue again.

Gordon's insistence on trying to conquer Inside makes fighting AMEN very simple, given my alliance with the Empire, especially with the success of the Mortal Coil unit and IA Spec Ops Commandos.

Henchmen
Many apparently augmented with subcutaneous armor and arm-guns. Hopefully these should become a non-issue once Ebon Mirror is dealt with.

Cat Monsters
Encountered by Imperial commandos when they were disabling Lethargia. True capabilities unknown.

Gordon
Dragon. Wings are vulnerable to attacks, as Armitage demonstrated during the battle at Lethargia. Highly dismissive of others, easy to oust if he becomes the leader again. His insistence on trying to conquer Inside is a...problem, though the more reasonable AMENites seem to be inclined to keep him in check. Has a thing for kidnapping Marley for some reason.

Ilpholin
Apparently has an obsession with KR. Purple hair and...similarities to a nymph strike me as rather ominous. Kill on sight.

Jack Empty
Tough bastard. Survived a full blast from Armitage's stealth shuttle's laser weapons. Recommend area effect weapons rather than piercing. Fire apparently somewhat effective, given performance of VSW-002's elemental fire cell against him. A member of the group opposing Gordon's highly aggressive behavior.

Moff
Many clones, against AMEN making itself a large target. Useful for manipulating events against Gordon.

Magtok
Head of MagCorp corporate empire. Likely to cave in under threats of sufficient power. Quite cooperative when it comes to dealing with apocalypses. Still warrants caution. Similar to Jack and Moff in his stance against Gordon.

NO
Mercenaries, apparently willing to work for those trying to end the world, given enough pay. Should they become an issue again, report their work with the Admiral to the Empire, regardless of whether or not suspicions of his motives are correct. He's still a war criminal, even without that, and the Empire won't appreciate them working for him very much.

Likely a non-issue in the long run, given ample blackmail material.

The Admiral
Former lich minion of Calublufiok. Led the Felinian assault on Inside and GLoG. Wants his sword back. Too bad it's broken.

Apparently somehow came into ownership of a soul-eating dagger. Dagger currently in NO's custody as I await further information on him.

Not particularly powerful. Positive energy recommended regardless, due to undead status.

Atropus
Undead Elder Evil moon. Armitage informed me that he met someone who had encountered it before, and reported that he detected a higher-than-normal level of ambient negative energy. This likely means that Atropus radiates negative energy.

It's possible that I could modify a few MACEs to radiate positive energy to counteract the effects somewhat, should the worst come.

I have already contributed to the joint effort to eliminate it. Hopefully the Empire and the Spheres won't disappoint.

General Drelin
The bastard who destroyed my life.

General Vettel reported a satellite sighting of the Spectre sending a smaller craft fleeing before entering a massive portal. Current location unknown.

I hope he doesn't come back. But if he does, I'll kill him myself.

Gods know it's overdue.

He's a cyborg, making acting based on his age rather unintelligent. Kill quickly, preferably, and avoid long-range combat, as he's a sniper. Likely to be aboard the Spectre. Beware of heavy bombardment and sudden attacks.

KR-15
One of my greater mistakes, but also my greatest success.

K-Corp's sudden destruction does not bode well. '15 was smart enough to not just let that happen. He's almost certainly still out there.

Where...where, I don't know.

Resistant to traditional anti-droid weapons. Recommend high-powered weapons. Voidsteel dagger likely effective, though getting into melee range could be a problem.

[Ashen Lilies]

KR undeadtimes where she's spent the past few days, in the infirmary. Though she might not actually have to stay in much longer. Another week, at most, perhaps thanks to the healing trance she's been using. In fact, she's been healing exceptionally well, even by her standards, though her hip, for instance, remains too fragile to walk on, and thus she's still confined to her bed. She sits up in the steel bed, leaning against the back (lower spine supported by cushion), dressed in that high-necked green medical gown with the clasps at the back (indeed, this may be the only time she's ever been without trousers), dozing with eyes closed, perhaps thinking about how to deal with the various situations she's likely been kept up to date on during her intermittent hours of wakefulness during her player's internetlessness. Instructions too, would have been issued, and assuming they were followed, the jars containing Cynthia and Shepherd would have been locked in a secure steel box in the vaults, awaiting further protective measures.

[nanobot_swarm]

The strange creature from the Shadowlands still waits in the same spot it was when DC left to rest after threatening a man at gunpoint. It seems to not have moved an inch.

[Morty]

Wandering around the base, Wenomir(looks like his player's avatar) runs across the Shadowland creature.
...and who might you be? He asks, scowling.

[nanobot_swarm]

The nightmarish being shifts its position to get a good look at Weonmir, the eyes within its hood of a head move around as if in a bowl of water. Finally it states,"I had been making a bargain with your leader to open a portal to the Shadowlands, but he had to threaten someone with a gun and put me on hold, then went to sleep as fatigue consumed him. Presently I await for him to resume. "

[Morty]

I assume that by "leader" you mean DC. Wenomir makes no effort to correct the creature. Although DC and KR aren't leaders of WATCHTOWER, he thinks of them as such - simply because he's too used to obeying someone's orders. Should I fetch him?

[nanobot_swarm]

The eyes finally stop moving and focus on Wenomir, saying,"Yes that would be most helpful. He seems to have forgotten about me."

[Morty]

Fine, then. Wenomir sends Askepios to notify DC that the Shadowlands creature is still in the base.

[Reinholdt]

Butler is around, tending to the garden in the Courtyard. Betcha you forgot we even had one didn't you?

[billtodamax]

Susan is now getting the medical attention of both Dominic and nameless doctor, with the name less doctor patching up the bullet wounds that weren't near a major atery while Dominic's hand glows a sickly shade of green.

He'll pass his hand over her thigh a couple of times, checking it out. If there's no magical interference or any major complications, he'll attempt to plunge his hand into her thigh, his magic hopefully causing her clothing and flesh to flow over his hand as he reaches for the bullet. He'll try and pull the bullet out, her flesh and clothing probably flowing back together neatly.

Rebecca has a circular bandage on her shoulder, surrounding what Dominic could get the curse down to, which is a small metal spot, about 10cm in diameter. There's an IV drip to her arm, with some pale blue liquid that seems to glow pulsing through it. It appears to be healing the necrosis, so it's probably some form of positive energy. The lightning burns have a thick, sage-green paste on them.

[Morty]

Wenomir returns to WATCHTOWER, still indignated and holding the slave market flier in hand. He goes to look for other members.

[Ashen Lilies]

KR is of course, in the infirmary, her situation not having changed much since the last post.

[Morty]

Wenomir finds KR in the infirmary. He gets straight to the point. Hi. I just got back from Trog's... and here's what I found there. He shows her the flier advertising a slave market just outside the borders of Inside.

[Ashen Lilies]

KR reads the flier quickly, her face betraying no emotion. She looks at Wenomir.
"Do you have a plan?"