[Nexus] Inside 47

[Rebonack]

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Flag of Inside, flown over all Remnant and Government Installations

Current Events: Human supremacist sentiment is growing in Inside, centered at the Human-Only restaurant known as the Sitar's Strings. The public stance of the group is for segregation of races, while decrying species based violence, but that violence continues to grow.

The title is a misnomer, of course. No doubt the moniker of this place was settled on after a brief conversation that started with, 'Wouldn't it be funny if...?'. But now the name has stuck.

But what is this place, you ask?

Inside is everything within the City Walls. As opposed to Outside, which is everything without. This strange, whimsical city seems to be the center of a planar Nexus, a crossing point between all possible worlds. One can find just about anything in this wondrous place, dreams that defy imagination and terrors that freeze the soul. People and whole places are regularly drawn into the Nexus, added to the chaotic melting pot of all possible realities.

And more than a few realities that aren't possible.

The city is surrounded by defensive walls, with an artificially and accidentally created moat outside the walls, a moat that has been diverted into a river-channel for one many bodies of water flowing through Inside. A gap in the walls and a bridge allow for entrance into the city proper, the main gate opening up to welcome newcomers Inside.

Welcome, traveler, to the City of Inside. The only boundaries you find within are the bounds of your own imagination.


Rules, Zones, Streets, and Locations


Rules


1:Please Spoiler any Fanservice in this thread! It is accepted that there will of course be some, and that romance and curtains happen. However, please be courteous to others and spoiler any scene that goes on for a little while, and if it reaches the point, curtain. This is so you can stay within forum rules, as well as letting those uninterested in the scene, pass by. Thank you. :smallsmile:

2:Godmodding is not permissible! As stated in the rules in the FFRP Central Thread, (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=166066), godmodding is generally not allowed without permission. If you're shaky on what might be, and what might not be godmodding, please follow the above link.

3:The DOOM-Shield. Inside is currently equipped with a techno-magic shield that mitigates "global" effects to a survivable level. This is to prevent anyone from simply killing all the NPCs, or affecting the entire city. For example, a plot that envelops the entire city in sub-arctic temperatures, will find that the cold isn't as bad as it should be, and survivable.

4:Remnant. Please remember when doing any plots or large events, that even though it has it's own thread, Remnant (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=211872), the Inside Police Force and Army, is located in Inside, and may respond to events, or may be asked to respond to them. More information on them will be provided later.

4:All Inside-Wide/Nexus-Wide plots need to be brought up in OOC first! We all want to have the entire city be cast into a frozen wasteland from time to time, but such things need to be brought up in OOC first, to allow players plenty of warning, and so people don't feel like anything is being forced upon them that they don't want to RP.

5:Inside is not Space! Anything involving massive spaceships, meteors, satellites, Lasers From Space, and the like, do not belong in this thread. Few PCs have the ability to fight off an orbital bombardment, so it is considered unfair to be able to call down such things inside Inside. It can be assumed that the Doom Shield prevents such things from occurring. The place for these sorts of things should be in Outside, or another thread all together.



Zones, Streets, and Locations


Please PM Rebonack to have a new location placed in this registry.

Zones:

In the Zone(s): The City of Inside is separated into three socioeconomic zones color-coded for your convenience.

The Blue Zone is upper-class, well to do portions of Inside.

The Grey Zone is the portion of the City that is middle-class. It also includes many commercial and industrial portions of the City.

The Red Zone is the of the City that is degenerate, destitute, or downright dangerous. Sometimes all of the above.

Streets:

Can you tell me how to get, how to get to Generic Street? The City of Inside also has a number of Streets. The Streets aren't a street in the literal sense, but rather portions of the City with a particular theme. While one can find anything anywhere in the City there are none the less areas were certain settings predominate.

If you have an idea for a Street feel free to suggest it in the OOC thread. :smallsmile:

Known Streets:

Generic Street: The generically modern setting! Generic Street is perhaps the most plastic of the Streets, displaying a decent mix of all settings, though modern predominates. Generally speaking most locations without a Street name will be found here. The most commonly seen locations here are the Streets and the Slums. Occasionally The Rooftops if someone is feeling daring.

Arkham Street: Spanning 1920s-1940s style sci-fi and horror, Arkham Street is home of such spooky locations as Philip Memorial Library, the haunted Carter House, and Dunwich Park. The more upscale portion of Arkham Street is known as Metropolis Square, a metropolitan area sporting Diesel Punk style robots and rayguns and mad scientists oh my!

Cirrus Street: Cirrus Street is the FUTURE! sci-fi portion of Inside. Most commonly seen are the post-apocalyptic Bombed Out Zone with its never-ending zombie vs Martian vs killbot vs mutant war and the hopeless squalor of the Underhive. In addition to these areas there's also the chrome and glass clad Skyway. Think Jetsons with more foot-paths. Repulser Trams connect the Skyway to other portions of Inside for those not blessed with flying cars.

Market Street: Market Street is the ye olde portion of Inside, complete with bards, fools, open market places, and the occasional damsel in distress. While products of any age can be found in the sprawling street booths everything is done ye olde style-e. If you need a chase scene to crash through a fruit-cart this is the place to do it.

Yellow Dog

At the edge of the city of Inside, a unique street marks the border between the wilderness and the world of men. Two rows of wooden buildings stare at one another from across the sides of a dusty, unpaved street. The dark brown wood is bare, held in place with rough nails, only the occasional brightly painted sign relieving the earth tone monotony. This street is called Yellow Dog, and it is a little mining town right out of the Old West.

Well, not quite right out of the Old West. You see, anything and anyone that has even a little to do with the West comes to Yellow Dog. It doesn't matter what kind of West you're from; a Fantasy West with dragons and demons, a Steampunk West with stompy mechs powered by cloud benching coal furnaces, a Samurai West were a man's sword is as trusted as his six-gun, a post apocalyptic or futuristic West were revolvers come in laser form and the horses are robots; heck, even folks from just the plain old regular West are welcome here, and they don't mind strangers round these parts. This is a place were a gaggle of fur trappers and buffalo hunters haggle with a squid faced merchant about the worth of their haul. This is a street where dwarf and gnome gold miners walk into town, comparing the size of the nuggets they've panned from the rivers as they head towards the saloon. This is a place where you can pass a man dressed like a Union Cavalry Officer talking with a robot cowboy on a steel horse. You can walk down the way and pass a mysterious man who greets you with a "Konnichiwa, pardner.", as his samurai sword rattles lightly against his holstered pistol. Gunslingers, cowpokes, gamblers, bandits, prospectors, pioneers, profiteers, preachers, snake oil salesmen, trappers, hunters, townsfolk, wildmen, and things much weirder all mingle along this dusty lane.

Welcome to Yellow Dog, pilgrim. Enjoy your stay.


Locations:
Azik's Enchantments(Player: Harnel, Grey Zone)

Those in the area will hear a rumbling as the Nexus begins pulling in something larger than just a single person. Reality bends, and the shape of portal opens above a certain street corner. For a sickening moment, nothing happens, but then things start coming out of the portal - all of them are bricks, building up finally to a door and a roof, with tiny windows built in. There's even a large chimney sticking out of the center of this strange, conical building that begins puffing rainbow smoke almost immediately.

A creature steps out the front door, though many wouldn't consider it a creature - He is a warforged, a living golem. Covered in what appears to be adamantine plates, he looks up and down the street, his longcoat catching in the breeze. as it flutters, one can see a multitude of wands, schema, and scrolls all attached to several belts around his waist and upper legs. On his eyes he wears a pair of blue tinted shades, despite his lack of ears, and the metal orbs that serve as his eyes glow green behind these spectacles. He looks up and down the street. He doesn't seem to be particularly disturbed by the change in location, but he does take the time to call out, in a metallic voice:

"Azik's Enchantments is open for business! Come find a potion, a wand, a scroll to fit any need! We have spellbooks for beginners and experts! Weapons of all shapes and sizes, and armor unlike anything you've ever seen! Come find what you're looking for here!"

And then he heads back inside. So much work, so little time. Inside is as strange as outside, with magic trinkets lining the walls on shelves, but all behind the counter, to keep any stupid kid with the idea to steal something from doing so. You can find just about anything magical here, and that which you can't find, Azik the Warforged can make within a more than reasonable timeframe.

Emergency Bunkers

Eight bunker-like structures in a ring-like arrangement at about the midpoint between the walls (or the docks) and the center of the city have been completed.

The interior of each is rather dull, rather befitting a bunker, but there are underground areas beneath the visible bunkers. These are similarly dull and military-styled, but they also act as hospitals.

These are mostly designed with emergencies such as shelling in mind, and are usually closed.

Emergency Clinics
Like the bunkers the clinics are spread through-out the City and are equipped with technology akin to a modern emergency room. Since there's no magical healing available the speed of recovery is going to be noticeably lower than what is available at one of Inside's many temples. However their availability makes them absolutely vital in the application of life-saving care.

Erin's Emporium (Player: The Bushranger, Grey Zone)

Construction Gnomes have been hard at work renovating a small store along one of the various merchantile roads. Well, it was small. Now it's bigger on the inside.

And filled with every sort of weaponry imaginable, from across the multiverse. From blaster carbines to P-90s, surface-to-air missiles to ballistas, zats to nunchucks, they're all here.

Is that a siege crossbow sitting in the corner?

Evolution Industries Headquarters + Factories (Player: Darkcomet, Blue Zone)
The headquarters of the company known as Evolution Electronics and Power is a fairly standard-looking modern-day tower in appearance, not quite reaching the level of skyscraper.

The company owns a large factory nearby, used in production of its MACE units, and potentially other products, should it be desired.

The company also possesses a number of other factories around the city, used for production of weaponry and other military materiel.

Retail outlets for Evolution's products are scattered around the city.

Finders Keepers (Player: Reinholdt)

[Gray Zone]

Sitting right near the edge of the Red Zone, a new shop has opened up. It's a basic looking office, part of a larger building. Out front is a sign,


FINDERS KEEPERS*
We find missing people, kidnapees, deadtime victims and more.

*And no we don't actually keep them. It's just a name.

Inside, is a secretary typing away at a typewriter. She directs customers to wait until their turn, at which point she sends them back to meet the shop owner, one Heinrik Hurtz. He is most clearly not related to any superheroes whatsoever. This is a fact in and of itself, proven clearly by the fact that Heinrik wears glasses.

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Hastings and Sons Mortuary (player: Kid Kris, Grey Zone)
Near one of the older parts of the city sits a large and somewhat dour building of brick and mortar, built in the traditional sense, with a metal plaque by the door that reads (predictably enough):

Hastings and Sons
MORTUARY
For the preparation of the dearly departed.
And indeed, should one go in one should find all the trappings of a conventional mortuary, including several large visitation rooms, run by this guy:

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Though of course, usually without the zombie there.
In recent times however, the true business of the resident Mortician has branched into a more heretical bent, offering certain services to the living impaired (more commonly known as the foul Undead). These start at simple healings and flesh grafts (the flesh occasionally obtained 'legitimately', when a body comes in for cremation and the Mortician gives them an urn full of wood-ash, but usually corpses are obtained through donations from customers or good old fashioned grave-robbing). But services can also range into body part replacement and augmentation for the undead who wishes his creator had seen fight to give him a giant lobster claw or retractable venomous spines, or even full body/flesh reconstruction for the self-conscious lich (or lich in disguise, though making your new flesh look like someone else usually costs extra) or the zombie in his golden years. These customers usually come in through the back door, where there is a plaque listing the full list of services. Though of course some are brazen enough to come through the front door anyway.

((PM if you wish to interact with the Mortician, as Kid Kris may not always check the thread.))

MagMart (Player: Lord Magtok, Blue Zone)
An absurd mash-up of K-Mart, Wall-Mart, Target, and every other vile retail chain, MagMart is staffed by an unswervingly loyal Magbots, lobotomized talking cats that are too brain-dead to know any better, several voodoo spirits, and a pickle jar that everyone insists is a sentient being that only communes with those who truly believe in it.

Here you can find everything from curtains to carpets, macaroni to monkeys on motorcycles, groceries to zombies. The staff is always happy to help (or else), and if you aren't entirely satisfied with your shopping experience, you can pay a small fee to watch the MagMart employee of your choosing get fired out the MagMart complimentary employee morale cannon.

Magnificus Theater (Red Zone)
This large theater is an attempt to bring culture to the city of the Inside. Plays are regularly show here, and if desired other events can be held here.

The walls of the theater are colored with three shades of blue in a wave pattern. Inside the theater are a pair of grand staircases, with the railing colored gold, while the stone of the stairs is white. The stage itself is one of the largest in the Nexus, carefully designed for the greatest enjoyment.

Rules: Please, no violence. If you must have some violent action in a theater, pm me first.

Sable Spire (Blue Zone)
A great, black-colored tower now stands at the highest point of the Skyway. Appearing mostly similar to a modern-day skyscraper, albeit more futuristic, reinforced, and armored. Upon close examination, some parts of the tower appear to conceal compartments of some sort, likely something along the lines of concealed defensive turrets. the top portion of the tower is rather different in appearance.

It appears as a truly massive hatch, similar to what one might see over a missile silo under normal circumstances.

This hatch opens into the landing area of the aerial aircraft carrier Sanctuary, the main asset of the Altaran Irregulars. Said landing area is set to act as an elevator, capable of moving up to the top of the tower or moving back down to conceal whatever is landed (usually the aforementioned carrier) under the heavily armored hatch.

The Spire, constructed by Remnant in an alliance with the Altaran Irregulars, is now a major base for the the latter, who currently act alongside Remnant in protecting the city. Their troops largely use the same equipment as Remnant's, but use the old Imperial black-and-navy color scheme to distinguish themselves.

The Misspelled Cemetary (Grey Zone)
It's the rain that makes for the perfect atmosphere.

Since the party left the well lit cobbles lanes of the Market Streets the sky has opened up upon our intrepid band of adventurers with a vengeance. The wind howls through barren trees as the rain descends in sheets. The heavens are split by a ribbon of lightning and a roar of thunder.

A massive cast iron gate surrounds this place of once hallowed ground. Yes, hallowed once but no longer. The earth appears dead. Rotten. A phosphorescent green fog creeping along the ground. Misshapen fungus and molds clinging to crumbling monuments. Corpses exposed on the surface, half-eaten with decay.

The gate creeks open of its own accord as the party nears.

And above the gate, in rusted iron letters, reads:


The Misspelled Cemetary

Needle and Thread (Blue Zone, Player: Artemis97)
On one side of a wide cobblestoned street is a small shop. The sign hanging over the door depicts a simple spool of thread, pierced by a needle. No words were included, as a courtesy to those who could not read, nor were they needed. It was clear from the merchandise displayed in the two large windows on either side of the door that this was a clothing boutique. The right side displayed the latest in women's fashions, dresses and skirts in unique designs, all detailed by hand with beading and embroidery. The left window showed men's clothing, from a beautifully tailored three piece suit, cut from expensive fabrics, to the very best in adventuring style, rugged and sturdy, clearly built to last.

Inside, racks and manequins display more clothing, split down the middle between men's and women's fashions. The back wall held rolls of fabric, some plain, others with obviously magical properties. A large, three-sided mirror sits in the back corner, next to a small changing stall. On the other side is a small counter holding a cash register, behind that the door that led to a small workroom.

The Needle and Thread is a clothing shop specializing in custom tailoring and specialty designs. It is owned and operated by Lillith Rock, and the kindly fiendish woman can usually be found behind the counter, or working on orders in the back workroom.

Pontius' Custom Constructs (Player: Earl of Purple, Grey Zone)
The caravan of 6 wagons (I never said 3! Well, I did, but still.) arrives at a warehouse, previously for sale. The gnomes lead the golems and other constructs inside, and get to work. The warehouse has an open yard at the main entrance, and several golems, like crude figures of worked stone or wood, stand in the yard. A gnome wearing an apron over smart-yet-practical artesan's clothes and puts a sign up.


Pontius's Custom Constructs
Golems of Any Material* at Unbelievably Low Prices!!!**
You Won't Find a Golem, Gargoyle, Guardian or Homonculus Cheaper!!***
Come Now and Buy 1 Get 1 Full Price!!!****



*Flesh has an additional charge. **Define 'low'. ***Except at our competitors. ****Terms and conditions apply.

Sanctuary Fortress of Zoemaytare (Player: Rebonack, Red Zone)

Like so many other prominent buildings in Town, or not so prominent buildings for that matter, this place seemed to pop up out of nowhere over night.

Buildings are like mushrooms in Town. Probably spread via spores, too.

Regardless, here it is. A rather sizable campus marble hewn from the mountains some distance away. Carved and hauled here near the edge of the slums where they were no doubt assembled. Though... no one can quite place a finger on when this happened.

Though the buildings aren't of only cold hard stone, no. There are timbers as well. Not what one might expect, however. They seem almost organic. As though they had grown into place rather than being hewn.

Oddness aside, the temple is arranged in a rather interesting fashion. Several concentric wall and courtyards ending in a central temple.

The outer wall is lower than the rest, each tier of the temple built onto higher ground like a wedding cake. Each wall is topped with a roof supported on the inside by pillars, creating a sheltered walkway. The exact use of these porches depends on the section of the temple one happens to be in.

Anyone is allowed entry through the first wall and into the first court, the Court of Meeting. Beyond the second wall only worshipers of Zoemaytare are allowed admittance to the second court, the Court of the Blessed. Beyond the third wall only the priests are allowed, where they carry out holy rituals within the temple itself.

The Court of Meeting is dedicated to service of those the worshipers of Zoemaytare dwell among. Food is prepared for the hungry here and given out without expectation of recompense. Those without a place to lay their head are allowed to sleep within the porch. The grounds beyond the porch are devoted to a wondrous garden boasting vibrancy and spectacular color. This are is always comfortably warm and brimming with life. Wounds heal faster as the body is refreshed. Undead creatures will find that remaining here is decidedly uncomfortable.

The sky above the temple seems to be perpetually clear, filled with pleasant sunlight in the day and cloaked with gossamer stars at night. Benches are set up here and there, under trees with hanging branches and above fragrant shrubbery. A lively stream flows endlessly in a circuit about the Court, spilling into several larger pools and meandering up a small outcrop of stone before cascading back down the other side.

This section of the temple is tended by members of the faith. Not priests, though devote. They can be found tending the garden and serving warm food. When in service to the temple these devotees wear a white linen ephod bearing the symbol of a willow tree, ornately rendered in blue thread. They'll be more than happen to answer any questions. Priests tend to have stricter ceremonial garb, including a blue tunic and white robe in addition to the ephod.

Welcome, traveler. May you be more blessed when you leave than when you came.

New information that isn't readily noticeable at first glance at the temple will be added here.

The temple grounds are protected by a dampening field that blocks unauthorized teleporation and dimensional shifting. The place is something of a fortress after all. Being able to pop in and out at will would defeat the purpose.

Zoemaytare isn't a god of (fill in the black) but rather the patron and protector of her people. As such, her domain, if she even has one, is over all that her people do. The people in question are collectively known as the Zoeos, and this particular temple is their first major venture into Town. At present their stated goal is to set up trade relations and aid the city. This is ministered through the temple on account of the Zoeos government being a theocracy.

It just so happens that there's a dungeon under the temple, though the entrance to it is well hidden.

NPCs thus far:

Potentate of the temple: the head priest and administrator. He has yet to be seen 'on screen' though he has been referred to.

Regent Zachius: And elderly human with a coppery complexion and deep-set wrinkles, the sort of face one expects of a person who has spent a great deal of time in the sun smiling. He's a kind old fellow who is in charge of the Court of Meeting.

Regent Stephen: A younger human who smells rather distinctly of wolf. He's in charge of the dungeons of the temple and seems to be a rather caring and compassionate fellow. It's his job to bring the cases of prisoners before the Potentate.

Regent Thadeus: One of the priests who aids in minor upkeep in the temple proper. He usually isn't seen outside the temple and since his position doesn't put him in much contact with the common folk he tends to be somewhat aloof and judgmental. Also happens to be an elf. Those snooty elves!

Bognus Thundershield: a lay dwarf that operates the temple's teleporter, primarily from Trog's. Though people can be 'ported in from elsewhere as well. While it isn't commonly known, this device can send people over rather long distances, though it's somewhat inaccurate when doing so. Bognus is a bit gruff, though generally good natured. He speaks with a thick Scottish Dwarven accent.

St. Guinevere's Sanatorium for Lunatics and Object Seekers (Player: Anyone, Gray Zone)
This insane asylum exists for people questing after Objects from the Holders Mythos. Anyone can run an Object quest, but please look at the community agreed guidelines first (http://tinyurl.com/5w42x5c) as it helps keep things consistent.

If you want to use the Sanatorium for other uses, feel free, but expect it to be a house of unspeakable horrors. :smalltongue:

The Sitar's Strings
"By humans, for humans". This restaurant employees only humans and only serves human customers. It is a meeting place for the human supremacist movement. IC Owned by Brian Starling and managed by Jan Lamar. Non-humans with good disguises can get in without being challenged.

Players: (HT as owner/manager, C'nor as waitress Maeve, Mindfreak as entertainer Treb)

The Temple of Dalachrech (Player: Earl of Purple, Grey Zone)
The first room entered is a foyer. On the walls are red drapes with silver, two-tailed scorpions embroidered on to them, and next to the door is an ornate font. The granite font stands about waist height, and is a plinth with a bowl of unholy water. Winding around the font are carved centipedes. A door away from this chamber leads to the main prayer hall. This room also has drapes with the two-tailed scorpion device on the walls, and a red velvet carpet flanked by wooden pews leads to an altar at the far end. The altar is covered with red velvet, with a gold statue and red candles placed upon it. The statue depicts a demon with a centipede's body, a scorpion's tail with spinnerets next to the sting, a stag beetle's head and the claws of a praying mantis.

This is a hidden location in the Grey Zone. Please PM Earl of Purple if you wish to interract there. The Temple is now open to the public.

Trollfinger, Ironpick & Greencheek, Mining & Engineering (Player: Morty, Blue Zone)
A run-down building near Trog's Tavern was bought by three goblin enterpreneurs with a large crew and now houses their mining and engineering company. Everyone who needs something dug, built, repaired or blown up is welcome.

Warwick Works (player: happyturtle, Grey Zone)
In the industrial area, a building is rented and has a new sign put out front.


W
Warwick Works

The building itself consists of a small office area in front and warehouses in back. There is no indication of what sort of business this is, but a certain cyborg with a satellite might recognize the logo and name.

Witch Which's Wish Shop (Grey, Player: Haruki-kun)

Welcome. If you have stepped into this store, it is because you have a wish.

The store is big, ancient and beautiful. It has a large garden with colorful flowers, a pond with fish and running water, and chirping birds. This is the outside of the store. The inside, however, is, to put it simply, gloomy. There’s burning candles and incense everywhere. From the hall where you enter you are led off into a side room with a low table and cushions around it. A tall, masked and unnamed stranger brings tea and snacks to the guests. The Witch sits opposite and rarely ever moves.

RULES (OOC):
This is a Wish shop. Your character will only enter this shop if he has a wish. Whether the wish is granted or not is a different issue.
Witch Which is in charge of the shop and will grant wishes to everyone who asks, regardless of intent or alignment, as long as the appropriate price is paid. Under certain conditions:

Condition one: Witch Which will not haggle. She couldn’t lower a price or overcharge even if she wanted to. A balance must be kept in order for the wish to be granted.

Condition two: When a Wish directly affects another player’s character in a way that would be considered godmodding, the other player must agree first.

Condition three: The Witch may not reject any wish unless the price is too high to be paid. Wishes to take a life or to destroy the world, for example, carry a price higher than anyone can pay. ANYONE.

Condition Four: The Witch will never engage in battle. Be glad. The Witch is the very definition of True Neutral.

Condition Five: The store is not hard to access; in fact, there’s a big sign outside and everything. However, the store’s grounds exist in a special separate dimension, protecting it from anything that could destroy it, up to and including plot.

Condition Six: Haruki-kun reserves the right to alter the conditions if he feels they’re causing problems such as godmodding or similar issues.

(Haruki-Kun wishes for a PM to be sent to him upon someone entering the shop so he knows about it.)



Inside's Defenses, Remnant, and The Council


Defenses

As stated above, the city of Inside is defended by the Walls, Moat and DOOM-Shield, but it is also defended by a more "mundane" force field that can be called upon in times of need, as well as a number of more conventional defensive capabilities, nearly all of which are manned and controlled by Remnant(Controlled for the most part by Wolfbane). These include things from Emergency Bunkers, Relief Stations, Anti-Aircraft Cannon, and the like.

Remnant

As stated before, Remnant is Inside's police force, army, and main defensive body. It is made up of the remains of what was once the Acronymian Empire, and consists of hundreds of men, women, and machines, both soldier and civilian, sacrificing their daily lives and time to make sure the city of Inside is relatively safe for it's citizens. There are Remnant Outposts all throughout the city, with the main HQ in Blue Zone, and less Outposts in Red Zone. These can be reached fairly easily, and allow people to report crimes, turn in criminals, collect bounties, and even ask to be recruited. Remnant controls most of Inside's defenses, but also controls Rapid Response Units capable of stopping fires, providing emergency medical aide, and even disaster relief to clean up debris and fix buildings and roads damaged by the day to day events of Inside.

Squads of Remnants patrol the streets "every so often" and should anyone need one, can interact with them(Please PM Wolfbane upon doing so, however).

As a note, Low-Level Remnants can be Godmodded! They can be assumed to fight the fires that pop up, but can also be asked to provide basic information. This also means that they can be bribed for less well-known information such as someone's name and rank, or to look the other way for a small crime, such as theft. Anything more, please PM Wolfbane to let him know, in case there is something that needs clarified. The Remnants can be godmodded to be killed on occasion, but if it happens too fast, too often, Wolfbane may step in and RP it out. Once again, please PM Wolfbane if you plan on killing a Remnant NPC.

What is NOT Godmoddable:

-Getting Security Codes
-Accessing Secure Areas
-Killing off more than one or two NPCs at a time, or killing a Named Remnant NPC/PC
-Stealing Identities
-Destroying Remnant facilities

It is not impossible for these to happen, but with proper warning provided to Wolfbane, it can be RP'd out and attempted. However, it should be noted that only Low-Ranking Remnants can be Godmodded in this way.

Council

The Council (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=195380) is the "ruling" body of Inside. A small group of individuals reside on it, and decide Inside Policy. People can go here for diplomatic relations, trials, or other activities that may concern dealing with an actual government instead of a police force or army.

[Jacklu]

Junkyard of the Forgotten

"****, they've choked off the window! We'll have to...the door! Get to the door, Roosevelt."

"Commander, I don't think that we'll have time to-"

Oh look, it's Needs! He's finally caught up again! Is...is he riding Kate's pod like a giant flying horse carriage thing, barreling his way through the monastery like some sort of horrible alien rocket thing? Is that seriously what's happening right now?

"WEEEEEE! EVERYBODY OUT OF THE GODDAMNED WAY! I'VE GOT A FIST FULL OF MAGIC, A HEAD FULL OF EMPTY, AND A POD FULL OF PEOPLE! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

He's not slowing down. He's...he's not even slowing down a little, or trying to turn or anything. Oh crap, he's going to charge right at that wall and try to smash a hole right through it, isn't he? He is! Aaaaagh! Dive out of the way and take cover! If it works, follow him out through the gaping hole before something collapses!


Kabam! Two crashes at once. The first is the pod smashing through the wall and flying out of the monastery, and the other is the back wall of the chapel collapsing as something big and angry pushes its way through. Out the hole in the wall is a good idea.

Outside, the monastery looks like it is alive as a multitude of minimags crawls down its outer walls, scattering into the refuse landscape. The monastery quakes as whatever is pursuing them pushes its way through the chapel, crashing through support arcs and walls with a reckless and single minded abandon.

***

A1-66 is not angry that she has been stolen. He is not upset that his plans have fallen through. No, this is only a setback. He simply needs to start again. He has the time. There are other backups of the Mistress to access and copy. However, he will need to reset this failure of his plan to its zero state. An easy enough task. He has plenty of firepower. Besides, the monastery was growing old anyways. He begins to leisurely arm his weapons systems as he tears through another support arch, taking aim at the wall ahead of him.

***

Oh, a third explosion. This time from some sort of plasma weapon, judging from how the stonework is melting. Something looms on the other side of the hole. A glint of red light sparks in the smoke. Running might be a good idea at this point.

*BABOOM*

Yeah, running. Good idea.

[Mr. Moon]

Red Zone

[Red Zone]

Ace might occasionally hear very quick footsteps, or an argle argle noise as he makes his way through the alleyway. Whatever these creatures might be, they're watching him.


Red Zone

Ace isn't the only person looking into the missing people of the Red Zone. Another person is too. The person in question is an elderly lady. She's wearing a floral dress and a white woollen waistcoat. She has red handbag on her shoulder and she's carrying a stout wooden shaft attached, via a heavy-duty chain, to a large steel ball studded with iron. Mrs. Bloodplunder has attempted hiding the flail in her handbag, so it bulges oddly and half of the shaft sticks out. She's a pure-blooded human, although her son is half-orc.

Ace thumbs his deck of cards, creating a snapping-whirring sound as the plasticized paper flicks in place. He makes his way from alleyway to dirty alleyway, standing tall even as his gaze darts from shadow to shadow.

When he hears the sound of footsteps, Ace hurries to catch up to them. Turning the corner, he pauses in a moment of startled confusion when he sees Mrs. Bloodplunder.
A granny with a flail in her purse.
Okay. Sure.
He'd seen weirder things in this city.

"Excuse me, ma'am," he says before approaching, not wanting to startle her. "Have you seen anything unusual?"


~***~

Park

Victoria continues her turn, hoping to either break the engines completely or force them into reverse to slow the ship further.

The engines' roar grows even louder as they strain ever harder to track Victoria's motion. Certain parts begin to glow a dull cherry-red as the engines and supports begin to heat up. One engine begins to rattle as it strains against its mast, shaking in dangerous circles that grow ever wider. It might come flying off, soon.
Meanwhile, what remains of the ship is becoming less and less ship-shaped with every passing moment. It's forward slide slows to a crawl, and then stops entirely. The smouldering hunk of metal sits at the end of a deep, muddy gouge. Anyone attempting to touch it will probably get burned quite badly.
The screams coming from inside have stopped, at least.


Once the ship stops moving, the Doctor staggers to a halt. Still carrying Amil over his shoulders and panting for breath, he turns to stare at the wreckage.
Well then.
That certainly was a thing.
And, oh look. There's another injured girl over there. In a tree, this time. Good choice, reflects the Doctor. Trees were nice.

Gently setting Amil down, the Doctor takes a few steps towards Copi to examine her from a distance. She was bleeding some sort of weird gel. He didn't want to touch it quite yet.

The TARDIS

The TARDIS

The Captain hisses in pain and draws his mangled hand back, dropping the useless weapon. "Why does everything have to explode?" So inefficient.

Still, with that obstacle dealt with, he moves on to the console to get this TARDIS up and moving. Though he is considerably slowed at this point with his hand being as it is.

Probably because you stabbed it while it was collecting energy, Mr. Captain. Not the best idea.

The console is in quite bad shape. Does the Doctor even have any idea what he's doing? Many interfaces are badly damaged, barely working or replaced with entirely different devices. Wires and cords hang about hap-hazardly, with no concern towards tripping hazards. What would appear to be a large wooden mallet has been left laying on top of the console. He hasn't been trying to get the TARDIS to work by hitting it with a hammer, has he? :smalleek:

[Lord Magtok]

Oh, a third explosion. This time from some sort of plasma weapon, judging from how the stonework is melting. Something looms on the other side of the hole. A glint of red light sparks in the smoke. Running might be a good idea at this point.

*BABOOM*

Yeah, running. Good idea.

Junkyard of the Forgotten

Or flying! Flying works too, right? The two MagClones jump at the pod, hoping to hitch a ride and maybe provide some covering fire as the flying pod person is sent zooming through the air back the way the team came in. HazMag's a decent enough shot with his rifle, and Roosevelt could probably, I dunno, throw a really big rock at the thing they're running from, maybe. The important thing is that running isn't very efficient in this setting with all the trash everywhere though, not fighting back.

[Murkus]

Light Street

Vul/Teq continues to glare at the pony, clearly displeased. "This is useless. I want to talk with your superiors. Find out what's going on, because you clearly have no idea." He likely means the Princess or Queen or what have you. I can't quite recall which.

DMC

Cornelia will have some tea, then. She's gotten plenty of sleep, and doesn't much need an afternoon pick-me-up. "Goin' on twenty years now. It's... mad, that's what it is. Seein again. Mad n' wonderful." She smiles.

Repost for the new thread. With some edits.

[happyturtle]

Light Street

Missy puts in a Remnant alert to notify her at once if any flying ponies are spotted on the satellite view or by other Remnant patrols.

This is likely to be highly ineffective.

[Jacklu]

Junkyard of the Forgotten

The monastery quakes. Huge cracks spread through its walls and with a thundering crash it collapses.

The dust does not have time to settle before the stone heaves and explodes outwards again. From the ruin climbs a monstrous machine. It has six gargantuan legs that attach to a central body/head. More than a dozen round red glowing eyes cover its face. Bristling across its body are numerous guns that all open fire on the fleeing team. Gatling ammunition whizzes past them, globs of green plasma streak towards them, a good dozen missiles scream in their direction. Clearly it has no compunctions about killing Miss Kale.

Ahead of the team, the opening they fell through still hangs open in the sky. The edges of the gap are blurring, though.

[Beans]

[Theater]
They eventually reach the theater, presumably, unless otherwise obstructed!
Reposting from last thread.

[Artemis97]

[Park]

Victoria notices that an engine might break loose and swings back around to land in front of the ship. At worst, it was just going to drive itself further into the ground. A better predicament than having a rogue engine fly directly for her.

[Mindfreak]

The red-colored text doesn't continue tho', for by now the poor spook has had his words tickled away in a gale of involuntary laughter, going red in the face from lack of breath. Poor fellow's going to need weeks of sulking to rebuild his wounded pride after this catastrophe.

Seto Kaiba Memorial Tournament

"Welp, game over, you sucked. Seriously. Who still uses Celtic Guardian?" With that, Leon tributes his Krebons to summon the Overdrive Teleporter, paying out one thousand life points to activate it's effect and summon two more Psychic Commanders to the field. Both of which are tuners.

A flash of blinding light obscures the Teleporter and one of it's minions, and when the light fades, left in it's wake is the Hyper Psychic Blaster. But that ain't all. Oh no, it ain't. Now Leon flips his trap card, Assault Mode Activate, switching the Psychic Blaster into it's more powerful assault mode form! Finally, using the third Psychic Commanders effect, he lowers the Kuriboh's attack and defence by three hundred each and sends the Blaster to annihilate it!
Seto Kaiba Memorial Tournament
As Leon attacks, Jiyu discards Kuriboh, making all battle damage he takes 0.
He then smiles at Leon as he draws a card before a face up card is revealed.
It's Change of Heart.
"I use Change of Heart to take control of your Hyper Pyschic Blaster and attack you!"
At this point I think that the Hyper Pyschic Blaster is going to do so much damage that...Leon loses.
At least I think he does. I haven't looked at any rule changes for the newer cards and am playing with my old deck that I have at my house.

---

Slendy and Boogy
Slendy keeps tickling him.
That is until he just drops him on the ground.
"Anyways, I'm kinda busy. Still gotta pick up milk."

---

Bakeries!
Hunter runs over to Witch, talking to her in hushed tones as a strange cry comes from the rooftops.
A large gob of liquid came flying at the ground in front of Iamar, smashing into it as the acidic properties do their work on the ground.
If Iamar looks up, she'll see this:
http://spawnkill.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/l4d2-spitter.jpg

[Rebonack]

[Park]

Amil slowly gathers herself to her feet, hands melding back into... well... hands. Rather than the weaponized limbs she had been using to make pirates less of a threat via application of violence.

That tends to solve quite a few problems!

Anywho!

Amil rises to her feet, glaring at the nearby pirate ship venomously.

"Serves you right!" she spits at the ruined craft. Then attention turns to the downed robot!

And fiendish girl.

And...

Some guy?

"Ah... thanks for the save back there?" Amil pipes up. "I'm pretty glad that ship didn't grind me into a nasty stain in the grass."

[Lord Magtok]

Junkyard of the Forgotten


Junkyard of the Forgotten

The monastery quakes. Huge cracks spread through its walls and with a thundering crash it collapses.

The dust does not have time to settle before the stone heaves and explodes outwards again. From the ruin climbs a monstrous machine. It has six gargantuan legs that attach to a central body/head. More than a dozen round red glowing eyes cover its face. Bristling across its body are numerous guns that all open fire on the fleeing team. Gatling ammunition whizzes past them, globs of green plasma streak towards them, a good dozen missiles scream in their direction. Clearly it has no compunctions about killing Miss Kale.

Ahead of the team, the opening they fell through still hangs open in the sky. The edges of the gap are blurring, though.

"As fast as you can! Get us out of here as fast as you goddamned can! Bob, weave, whatever you do, don't get us ****ing hit, Needs!"

HazMag passes Roosevelt his pistol, and then proceeds to unload with his MagService rifle. The two work in tandem to try to take down anything that looks like it might be capable of taking damage from such wimpy, lame-ass mundane weaponry. Missiles that need to be prematurely detonated before they can reach the pod, eyes that might be guiding its weapon, anything.

Meanwhile, Needs Food Badly takes the cables he'd been using to pretend to be a horse-drawn carriage driver, and instead puts the thing in his mouth, gritting his teeth as he leaps off of the pod, striking a Superman-esque pose as he opts to be the horse, and pull the pod himself with freaky eldritch magic stuff, instead of the slightly slower telekinetic route he'd been taking a moment ago.

[Lost_Deep]

Park

Copi is still unconscious. The blue liquid appears to be about the consistency of blood. There isn't a lot of it, and it would be easy enough to take her out of the tree without touching it if you wanted.

[Devixer]

[Bakeries]

Iamar curses in Arabic and jumps back from the acid. She looks back at the thing that spat it. In response, she activates the stealth armor underneath her robes, cloaking from view. Iamar sheathed both of her weapons and sprints to the building the Spitted was on.

[Red Zone]

Both Ace and Mrs. Bloodplunder may hear an increase in the volume of the footsteps already present. A soft hiss comes from nowhere in particular.

[Lady Serpentine]

Reposting from last thread.

[Theater]

Indeed they do, assuming no-one stops them.

"What do you want to see?"

[Beans]

[Theater]
I'm fine with whatever you want to see.
Khair shrugs, working a crick out of her neck.

[Chaotic Bob]

[Light Street]

Undoubtedly Missy's little request will get a hit immediately.

"Wish granted."
Princess Luna (http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2012/002/7/1/princess_luna__s_aurora_by_laurenmagpie-d4l40dm.jpg) descends.
Rather grim-faced, as she has been much this entire trip.

She had sent Rainbow Dash to begin the warning, while she confirmed Twilight's condition with Ibby and Rarity, with the full intent of appearing herself to fix the undoubtedly numerous holes that would exist in Dash's explanation.
If it could count as one.


Rainbow Dash does a quick sort of bow.
"Um, is Twilight okay? I should really go che-"
"Return to the...'metal monkey's cave. The others are there and I shall be along shortly. There is a plan in place."
"Twili-"
"Now."

Rainbow Dash will be rather promptly exiting the scene, without further interrupting.

[Jacklu]

Junkyard of the Forgotten

A few of the shots manage to damage a missile, downing it in a heap of garbage. One of them explodes, taking out several around it. A third spirals off course, hitting a hill of discarded C-4 from about a million unfinished heist stories that never got off the ground. As they near the portal back, the hill detonates, sending up a mushroom cloud. The shock wave ripples across the landscape, hitting the pod and sending it tumbling. And suddenly they are under the hole back home. It is rapidly evaporating even as they enter it.

Needs finds himself jerked to a stop and might lose a tooth or two. Where there had been a hole in the universe is now plain old soil. The cables run down into the ground. Looks like he is the only one to make it through. Sort of. The others are there, just buried as the portal collapsed back into being earth and rocks. Miss Kale will probably be fine in her pod, but Haz and Roose might not be so well off. Not unless they can breath dirt.

***

A1-66 stops firing the moment the portal closes. There is no point wasting ammunition. The explosive hill was unforeseen. He sends out a signal to the scattered minimangs. They need to rebuild.

For a moment he is unsure how to proceed. He cannot protect Miss Kale while she is alive, and he cannot preserve her properly if she is not dead. He ponders the situation. For now, he will wait again. She will either survive or she won't. He has time. Plenty of it. He will rebuild and continue to plan.

[Lady Serpentine]

[Theater]
I'm fine with whatever you want to see.
Khair shrugs, working a crick out of her neck.

[Theater]

In that case, Maeve picks something that seems like it'll be reasonably good, and goes to pay for tickets and popcorn.

"What do you want to drink, Khair?"

[Beans]

[Theater]
Just water, please...
Most people wouldn't be able to tell, but Maeve can see the subtle movements around her mask that indicate she's smiling.

[Lady Serpentine]

[Theater]

Maeve smiles back, and nods, getting a large thing of water for Khair, and a soda for herself; presumably, that done, they head to the theater proper.

They should have their pick of seats, and there are a few minutes before the movie starts, should Khair want to talk to her or anything.

[Beans]

[Theater]
She has nothing to talk about yet, but sits next to her and pulls her facemask down so she can sip at her water.

[Lady Serpentine]

[Theater]

In that case, Maeve simply smiles, sipping her own drink and nibbling her popcorn, and the movie will presumably start without delays.

[Beans]

[Theater]
She watches with her; even if the movie isn't that good, this is something unheard of for her---being able to go out with Maeve and watch a movie.
Khair stares in rapt attention.

[Lord Magtok]

Junkyard of the Forgotten

They can't breathe down there, Needs. They need your help. You'll have to dig deep, deeper than you've ever dug before, Needs.

"Dig."

What? No, not with your hands, you fool! They'll be dead, long dead, before you get even halfway down! You're going to have to be more creative than that!

"Dig."

I don't see what all those silly symbols and patterns you're marking with the dirt could possibly do. I mean, it's not like Lovecraftian mythos creatures that live underground or something. It's all about the ocean, it's always been about the ocean, and expecting Cthulhu to dig someone out of the ground for you is just ridiculous.

"Dig."

Are you even listening to me, Needs Food Badly?! What the hell do you even intend to accomplish by-

D̟̠̰̗I҉̰̞̦͚̯̣̤͡G̼̼̣͝!̩̱̳̳͕̭̝̟

Needs suddenly ceases being anything even remotely human. Worms, millipedes, spiders, rats, and all other manner of vermin fly out from his voluminous robes. He It stares at the ground, and it immediately begins rotting away, as if being eaten by some unseen acid. Everything within that occult circle that Needs drew begins falling apart, swiftly clearing a hole in the ground for the pod and his squadmates. It might not be fast enough, though. Needs is doing the best he can without doing irreparable harm to reality itself, but maybe damaging reality and letting the squid people march into his brain was necessary this time. Only time can tell.

[Lady Serpentine]

[Theater]
She watches with her; even if the movie isn't that good, this is something unheard of for her---being able to go out with Maeve and watch a movie.
Khair stares in rapt attention.

[Theater]

The movie is actually quite good; it got into the Nexus through the out-world culture mining market, according to the advertisements they saw for it, and it seems that whoever brought it back was the first one to haul Labyrinth in, or at least the first one to make it publicly available.

[The Alexandrian]

The Theater

There is a brief, terrifying, maddening second that Teq thinks it's finally over. Those cannons are going to eat him alive. And he'd deserve it, too. But, further bolstering his belief that Fate is on his side, Demon Queen explodes onto the scene. The Queen takes down not one, but both of the mech suits, scarcely allowing the first to gain his feet before she falls upon the second.

Unfortunately for the (other) mass murderers, Teq has not been crouching idly by. His hands move independently, detaching two separate parts from his belt and linking them together. The resulting weapon looks almost organic - it's short, almost a pistol, lined along the barrel by insectoid ridges that pulse and glow with a soft golden light. This, he levels at the oncoming projectile.

A terrifying howl issues from the weapon, and shrieking like a throng of damned souls, a blast of pure psionic energy is unleashed. With the sanctified Hatred of a thousand screaming zealots, this energy turns the flying metal shield to dust. It splashes across Teq, coloring his visor with what used to be refined minerals, but he doesn't notice in the least.

Without missing a beat, this weapon is turned on the unoccupied trooper, and a second shot is fired. If he can, he'll slag the thing's arm, severing it at the joint in a shower of sparks and Hate.


Theater Plot

A satisfied grin comes to Demon Queen's face as she hears the crunching sound when the suit tipped over. Lucky for her they went down easy. She turns her body to face the second suit and preps herself to repeat the move. That's when she hears the rocket boosters from the second suit kick on. Her eyes dart to that suit for a moment, then back to the second suit in time to see it aiming for her.

She swears again and runs, trying to get into a position that lets the first guy block the shots.

Unfortunately for her, guns tend to be faster than people. The back of her calf gets hit with a couple rounds. They all grazed, but even so, it's a mini-gun. She falls down on her intended target, crying out in pain. At least she got the first suit blocking the second for her.

At this point, those who are sensitive to such things may feel a surge of demonic energy from her as the demon bound to the stone embedded in her chest starts to take over. It doesn't want her to die, because then it would die. As such, her form starts changing. The wounds close during this process. In a matter of a moment or two, instead of Demon Queen, there now stands a creature that resembles a tiger-like cat in shape and stance, but entirely covered in black, leathery scales. And also possessing Demon Queens head, with the scaly addition. Her eyes are still red, but now with slits for pupils, and her mouth has changed enough to accommodate fangs.

Demon Queen gives a growl, then leaps at the first guy, seeking to test how strong their suits really are. Her claws can tear through cement and stone, and with enough force, can even cut steel. Anything that is stronger than steel will be hard for her to cut, but given enough time and energy, she could do it.

[Theater Plot]

[Teq and Demon Queen]

[Teq]

Oh good gods! What in tarnation is that! Its energy readings are off the charts! :smalleek: Here is comes! Hit the deck!

Bzow!

EXP get!

The mech's arm disintegrates into a cloud of twinkling dust! Don't inhale those shards! The fine metal powder could do a number on one's respiratory system!

The mech staggers backwards, its arm popping and zapping... Well, the juncture where its arm would have been hinged, that is.

A ripple of electric current pulses across the shell of the armor. The operator's HUD is flickering on and off, vibrating unstably. I'll hazard a guess that the gat gun arm was blown to bits and the arm with manifold possibilities but that is infinitely less threatening wasn't the object of the Teq's heavy demolition weaponry's blast!

Teq is immediately marked as a Heavy Weapons Guy armed with a "Beam Cannon" via the HUDs and onboard computer banks of the powered suits of armor. A priority target! He is to be eliminated with extreme prejudice before Demon Queen. Ranking up isn't always a good thing!

But, until the controller of the nearly totaled mech reroutes the flow of power through his suit, he won't be able to engage Teq or Demon Queen with any weapons system.

[Demon Queen]

Demon Queen is marked in much the same manner as Teq. She's labeled "Psychic - Mutant" on the HUDs of all functioning powered armor suits. Priority target number 2. Second on the hit list of the mob bots.

Demon Queen, depending on her approach to pouncing on the armed powersuit (hee!) may be met with a shock! Quite literally, in fact! High-voltage shocker shields online! Hopefully, if this scenario does transpire, and it is liable to, she'll take down the robot without the "necessity" of having to push through a muscle spasm while doing so. If she resists the electrical deterrent, the mech will thrash wildly for a time before attempting to bash her off of it with its shield arm. The outer layer of the suit is composed of plates of boron carbide. This outer layer is welded to an inner titanium frame. Whether or not Demon Queen can crack the mech's driver's pod open to gain access to the soft nut piloting the metal gear wannabe under these conditions within is left completely up to you!

-------


[Theater Plot]

Well Fade shows near no reaction. Maybe he is stunned. It's good that The circle still works to absorb the flames. Fade is indeed stunned by the grenade, but his shadow self keeps the magic up for now.


[Theater Plawt]

Jane moves out of the vision of the two units so she can pat out the flames on her arm. She wishes she'd brought her cloak augs as she jumps up the wall and jabs her spear into the wall as a foothold. She pulls out yet another weapon from beneath her cloak - an extendable crossbow, which she loads with an odd-looking bolt. She takes aim and fires at one of the mechs. If she hits, it should course electricity through the mech.

[Punch and Judy Fade and Jane]

[Fade]

It's clobberin' time! Hold still, Fade! This won't hurt a bit!

It'll hurt a whole lot! If it connects, that is!

The mech that hasn't been tasked with fighting off Jane attempts to step up to Fade and knock him aside with a strong sweep of its flamethrower arm! It is a rookie's mistake to underestimate an opponent in the heat of battle! This operator is more concerned with class and style than impaling Zefir on the tip of his blade, which he had a perfect opportunity to attempt but he didn't. Fade's lucky that this pilot is an inexperienced kid, or he'd have tried to finish him right then and there. He might've succeeded too!

Maybe...

[Jane]

And just like that, Jane disappears from the mechs' field of vision hence scope. The mechs don't have a super-sonic turning ratio of which to speak. While the mechs can track Jane movements, they can't align their weapons with her quickly enough to flame-broil her before her electric pulse arrow hits Jane's foe.

Zap!

The mech suffers minor elemental damage! Tips and tricks of the war-mongering trade, always install surge protectors! Yessir! Surge protectors save money in the long run!

The damage isn't very pronounced on the legs or pod of the mech. The sword arm gets off the hook unscathed too.

But the flamethrower arm...

Might've been a smart idea not to leave any circuitry, insulated or not, exposed like that...

Cue malfunctioning flamethrower!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

One flamer unit is now firing of its own volition, weakening the structural integrity of the stage upon which the mech is positioned by burning it to cinders. The operator rashly thwacks the device with his sword arm, deactivating it temporarily through a "prudent", timed reboot.

In doing this, he damages the flamethrower. One of its black fueling tubes is now barely exposed.

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[Theater Plot]

Shrike

Shrike is indeed leading from the front; she won't be sending anyone to their doomy doom of doomed doom if she isn't heading there first. And at seeing the pistol being pulled, her hand flicks out -

- sending a long, slender, pefectly balanced dagger, its long blade gleaming and hilt glinting with gold, psychic electricity crackling around the whole thing as it flies torwards the guard's hand!

Shrike

Doom! Have another plate of DOOM!

These guards are no ordinary guards. They're god-killing apocalypse-grade SUPER!guards. Well, that's not entirely true, but they are all active PCs of mine hailing from other regions of the Nexus! And they're here for the exact same reason Shrike and Demon Queen are.

Shrike's dagger will most likely be caught by the flat of the dagger's blade by the guard she flung it at. The guard winces as the electricity crackles through her body. Good thing she's grounded since she's wearing rubber-soled shoes!

Her reflexes are insane. That's a prerequisite for the completion of her personal objective.

She dropped her pistol, though. She's not much of a threat armed with a single throwing dagger, however perfectly weighted it may very well be.

"We're here to bury the Cultists of the Ivory Crow like the scum they are. Stand aside! Our quarrel is not with you!"

The guard shouts above the commotion, watching her quarry book it away from the theater.

Everyone has sounded the retreat from the theater tonight, but some have a better case for flight others.

[Beans]

[Theater]
Bless them for bringing Bowie to the Nexus, then.
Additionally, Khait does have a radio in her room, one from before the plague; when she's not sleeping, she tends to accompany her activities with one of several radio dramas.
When the film is over, Khait gives Maeve's hand a squeeze.

[Lady Serpentine]

[Safe Theater]

((*makes a note to have someone introduce Theater of the Mind*))

Maeve smiles, squeezing back.

"How'd you like it?"

[Beans]

[Safe Theater]
Best thing. Thank you forever.
She squeezes her hand again, smiling, before replacing her mask.

[Lady Serpentine]

[Safe Theater]

And Maeve once more returns the squeeze.

"You're welcome, Khair. Now that we have the money, I'll make sure to do stuff like this for you more often..."

[Beans]

[Safe Theater]
Thank you again...
She purrs her broken-engine purr, starting to stand up.

[Jacklu]

The slums once more

Reality abhors a vacuum. More than that, it abhors.... whatever Needs is doing to it. A hole is dug! A speedy hole. The team +1 has made it back in one piece! Well, except the +1, who was like that when they found her, so it doesn't really count.

Mission success.

Miss Kale is safely trapped inside her claustrophobic pod and unsure whether she wants to pound against the glass to be let out or not.

[Lady Serpentine]

[Safe Theater]
Thank you again...
She purrs her broken-engine purr, starting to stand up.

[Safe Theater]

Maeve smiles, helping her friend up if she seems like she needs the assistance.

"And, once again, you're welcome."

---

[The Sitar's Strings]

Meanwhile, backtime from all that, Maeve shakes her head at Zefir's offer.

"I appreciate the gesture, but... I don't really have the money to hire a fireworks specialist. Besides which, I don't think the neighbors or Remnant would be too happy about using one's services in the city anyway."

Plus, the only person she'd take with her to see fireworks is a catgirl, which would probably end quite badly, given who's offering her the card, and she's not going to go on her own and leave Khair to sit around in the house while she's out watching them.

[Zefir]

[The Sitar's Strings]

Zefir blinks a few times still offering the card.

"With offering his service I meant I pay for him so don't worry about the price. And i think if you don't plan to have the firework right now he will be able to inform the local authorities about the firework."

She may not trust him, but Zefir has no plan is doing anything harmful. After all he wants to stay at this place. Who cares about some money for a firework if he has to leave the Sitar's strings?

DMC

"20 Years? Wow that nearly your whole life right?" Assuming she looks like in her twenties if I remember right. otherwise she would say something more fitting.

"It's a shame we didn't met earlier."

MDM serves the tea, but as Mia spoke up he looks down on her reproachful. She isn't even 20 years old so meeting much earlier wasn't even possible.

[Theater Plot]

Well if he really thought of impaling Zefir he would impale thin air since Zefir the char isn't here and Zefir the player has the 4th wall as protection.:smallbiggrin: It's funnyhow my chars jump in here and away.^^

Back to the theater. the blow hits. Well no wonder since he wasn't really able to move it's just good that it wasn't the sword that could have done quiet more damage. The blow hits him right into his face, but instead of falling/flying away Fade just slides a few feet to the opposite direction of the hit (So if the firearms was his left arm he slides to the right by the foce of the hit.) Fade's face smokes and that doesn't come from the hot punch. It comes from his own blood which just vaporize in contact with light souce of these levels.

The mech may notice that just befor his hit Fade's shadow has grown again filling nearly the whole wall bhind him. This way he saved himself from flying away. And now shaking off the stun grenade Fade rushes forward to grab the mech. If he manages to do so the mech might soon notice that it's not a wise choice. fade prooves to be very strong, even strong enougth to let the metal under hsi hands crack. Fade attemps to hoick of the arms from the mech making him ... unable to fight back. Well he attemps to should the robot proove more durable he will just throw him away exactly where Jane is.

You wonder why? she stunned him with her grenade, he doesn't know her ergo enemy.

[Lady Serpentine]

[The Sitar's Strings]

Maeve smiles, and takes the card, though she shakes her head again.

"Thank you, then, I suppose. Though don't worry about paying him for me for a while... There are other problems that I don't really want to go into; I was trying to put you off without having to get into them. Nothing against you or your friend, just... Personal stuff that would make it unlikely I'd be able to watch them without causing other issues."

[happyturtle]

Light Street


[Light Street]

Undoubtedly Missy's little request will get a hit immediately.

"Wish granted."
Princess Luna (http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2012/002/7/1/princess_luna__s_aurora_by_laurenmagpie-d4l40dm.jpg) descends.
Rather grim-faced, as she has been much this entire trip.

She had sent Rainbow Dash to begin the warning, while she confirmed Twilight's condition with Ibby and Rarity, with the full intent of appearing herself to fix the undoubtedly numerous holes that would exist in Dash's explanation.
If it could count as one.


Rainbow Dash does a quick sort of bow.
"Um, is Twilight okay? I should really go che-"
"Return to the...'metal monkey's cave. The others are there and I shall be along shortly. There is a plan in place."
"Twili-"
"Now."

Rainbow Dash will be rather promptly exiting the scene, without further interrupting.



"I'm Staff Sergeant Halifax of Remnant. What is your plan?" Missy asks. Which is not the same thing as actually offering to help carry it out, but overall she's mildly inclined more towards trust than suspicion at this point.


1

Temple of Cunningham

A plot clone of Missy Halifax, in civilian clothes, slows as she walks past the temple, and then stops completely. She was raised as an Orthodox Arnaudin, and in religion, the heretic is often judged far more harshly than the heathen. But she's walked past this temple several times a week now, taking Jefferies to school, and she's starting to wonder if perhaps she should go in.

Finally she takes a few steps into the garden and sits on a bench by the meditation pool, biting her lip and feeling like an intruder.

[Morty]

[Temple of Cunningham]

As it happens, Sophie is there for her weekly visit. She comes to the Temple to meditate, pray and think about various problems in a quiet environment.

When she spots an unfamiliar person who just entered the premises, she approaches her. She's wearing a simple white shirt and sand-colored loose trousers.
"Welcome to the Temple of Cunningham. What brings you here?"

[Beans]

[Safe Theater]

Maeve smiles, helping her friend up if she seems like she needs the assistance.

"And, once again, you're welcome."
She gets up alright, and will head off to the restroom with her---she finished most of her water, after all.

[happyturtle]

Temple

"Um... I'm not really sure. I guess I came to... pray?" Missy says, her voice full of uncertainty.

[Morty]

[Temple]

Sophie quirks an eyebrow. She "guesses" she came there to pray? Strange. It seems that something is troubling this woman.
"Everyone is free to pray here, of course. Are you familiar with the beliefs of the Sacred Order of Cunningham?"

[happyturtle]

Temple

"I was raised Orthodox Arnaudin. I'm... really not sure how different things are here. The Orthodox church forbids violence, even in self-defence." Missy says. "I'm a Remnant now, so I'm not exactly welcome back there."

[Morty]

[Temple]

"An Orthodox Arnaudin? Well. I've never actually met one," Sophie says. "We discourage violence here, but allow for self-defense." She really, really wishes she didn't have to use violence, but she does. "I'm sorry to hear that your path in life conflicted with your upbringing, though." Hopefully it's a neutral enough remark. She has no idea about the details of the situation.

[happyturtle]

Temple

"I wanted to do more. Protect the people of the city, you know? It's just hard for me to believe that's wrong," Missy says. "I'm Missy. Missy Halifax."

[Morty]

[Temple]

"I'm Sophie Mouchabiere. Nice to meet you. I wasn't raised to believe in the Order's faith. I joined it a bit less than a year ago after having been stranded in the Nexus. And I certainly understand your reasons, but it can't have been an easy decision." She pauses. "No matter how hard you try to stay a pacifist, violence finds its way to you."

[Lord Magtok]

The Slums Once More


The slums once more

Reality abhors a vacuum. More than that, it abhors.... whatever Needs is doing to it. A hole is dug! A speedy hole. The team +1 has made it back in one piece! Well, except the +1, who was like that when they found her, so it doesn't really count.

Mission success.

Miss Kale is safely trapped inside her claustrophobic pod and unsure whether she wants to pound against the glass to be let out or not.

Upon recovering his teammates and the pod they were sent to recover, Needs Food Badly doesn't revert back to his normal state. Nope, not this time, folks. In fact, if anything, an aura of awfulness and terrible just grows even stronger about his person. He seems to ooze with every step, and be in several places at once, without occupying any more space than he usually does.

D̟̠̰̗I҉̰̞̦͚̯̣̤͡G̼̼̣͝!̩̱̳̳͕̭̝̟D̟̠̰̗I҉̰̞̦͚̯̣̤͡G̼̼̣͝! ̩̱̳̳͕̭̝̟D̟̠̰̗I҉̰̞̦͚̯̣̤͡G̼̼̣͝!̩̱̳̳͕̭̝̟

HazMag doesn't seem too rattled by it all, though. He orders Roosevelt to contact the MagCave and request a bulk delivery telewarp back, before striding right up to Needs, rifle in hand.

"Sorry Needs, this is for your own good!"

With that last syllable, he grunts and thrusts forward with the butt of his weapon, somehow hitting NFB right in the forehead, despite the fact that Needs was totally three feet to the left of where HazMag swung the thing. Our abomination of a wizard sways, his unearthliness abruptly fading away along with his consciousness, until Needs is just a silly little man in a splotched robe again, lying helplessly on the ground and drooling like an idiot.

"Gods, I hate when he does that ****."

Unless there's any further interruptions, the crew will be returning with Kale to the MagCave in a matter of minutes.

[happyturtle]

Temple

"Unless others are blocking the way. I guess I fight to keep Morningside as innocent and safe as it was when I grew up." Missy says. "Prophet knows they'd be over-run if we stopped manning the walls."

[Morty]

[Temple]

"That they would," Sophie says. "It's a noble thing to fight so others don't have to." It's what she does, but she doesn't like to advertise the fact that she's a Hunter. Now that Imbued are in the Nexus, it would compromise their security. "'We live in a world that has walls, and those walls need to be guarded by men with guns'. "

[happyturtle]

Temple

"Is... is that taught here? At this church?" Missy asks.

[Morty]

[Temple]

"It is," Sophie says. "It's a controversial passage, but most of us do agree that even if we abhor violence, there are those who do not. I think... for every dozen people who live and thrive in comfort and peace, there's one who has to forsake it for their sake," she adds. It's clear she knows what it's like.

[happyturtle]

Temple

"Are you one of those too?" Missy asks, meeting Sophie's eyes.

[Morty]

[Temple]

Sophie nods, slowly.
"It shows, doesn't it? Yes, I am. Joining the Order helped me remember that I don't do it in vain. And... I hate fighting, I really do. When I can, I help people without fighting. But sometimes I face something or someone who only understands a bullet."

[happyturtle]

Temple

"I've been in this job for ten years. I had the chance recently to quit but... I couldn't. I feel like this is what I should be doing. I'm just not sure about how my faith stands -" Internally, Missy gets a reminder beep of the time. "Oh, I need to go and pick up my... my friend's daughter from school."

[Morty]

[Temple]

That was a curious pause before "friend". But that's not the kind of thing Sophie is nosy about.
"Of course. If you want to talk about it some more, I'm here at this time of the week. At other times, I'm in GLoG."

[McBish]

[Streets]

Tai, the cloaked snake woman, leans up against a wall for extra support. She may have managed to escape the abomination, but she still has poison running through her body. She had hoped that her natural ability to resist poison would be enough but it is now clear to her it won't be. She hadn't really made to many friends since coming to the Nexus, she had been doing her best to stay under the radar.

So poisoned and a bit lost Tai pushes off the wall and without a clue on where she is going starts to wander the streets.

[Reinholdt]

The TARDIS

Probably because you stabbed it while it was collecting energy, Mr. Captain. Not the best idea.

The console is in quite bad shape. Does the Doctor even have any idea what he's doing? Many interfaces are badly damaged, barely working or replaced with entirely different devices. Wires and cords hang about hap-hazardly, with no concern towards tripping hazards. What would appear to be a large wooden mallet has been left laying on top of the console. He hasn't been trying to get the TARDIS to work by hitting it with a hammer, has he? :smalleek:

The TARDIS

It started collecting energy after he had started attacking and blew up in the same action. There wasn't particularly much he was able to do about it. :smallannoyed:

"Sloppy." Is the Captain's only comment about the Tardis' controls. All the same, the Captain goes to work on getting this thing running. Surely with his intellect he'll be able to figure out these various contraptions that the Doctor Frankensteined onto his TARDIS.
Hopefully...
Shame he has to hurry.

[happyturtle]

The Temple

"Oh, GLoG? I've been thinking of taking Jefferies there to meet some other children. I've heard there are quite a few out there." Missy says.

[Morty]

[Temple]

"Oh, yes," Sophie says with a smile. "We do have plenty of children, both older and younger. I assume Jefferies is your friend's daughter. You're welcome to bring her there."

[happyturtle]

Temple

"Good, then perhaps I'll see you again soon," Missy says. "Thanks for listening."

And she'll head off to Jefferies' school to pick her up.

[Morty]

[Temple]

And Sophie returns inside the temple. That was certainly an interesting chance meeting.

[Mindfreak]

[Bakeries]

Iamar curses in Arabic and jumps back from the acid. She looks back at the thing that spat it. In response, she activates the stealth armor underneath her robes, cloaking from view. Iamar sheathed both of her weapons and sprints to the building the Spitter was on.
Bakeries
Spitter looks around for Iamar before giving up and just spitting all around the building, causing acid to fly at the ground around the building.

Hunter finishes talking to Witch before climbing up the wall, mind set on helping out Iamar.

[Mr. Moon]

Park

[Park]

Victoria notices that an engine might break loose and swings back around to land in front of the ship. At worst, it was just going to drive itself further into the ground. A better predicament than having a rogue engine fly directly for her.


[Park]

Amil slowly gathers herself to her feet, hands melding back into... well... hands. Rather than the weaponized limbs she had been using to make pirates less of a threat via application of violence.

That tends to solve quite a few problems!

Anywho!

Amil rises to her feet, glaring at the nearby pirate ship venomously.

"Serves you right!" she spits at the ruined craft. Then attention turns to the downed robot!

And fiendish girl.

And...

Some guy?

"Ah... thanks for the save back there?" Amil pipes up. "I'm pretty glad that ship didn't grind me into a nasty stain in the grass."


Park

Copi is still unconscious. The blue liquid appears to be about the consistency of blood. There isn't a lot of it, and it would be easy enough to take her out of the tree without touching it if you wanted.

One by one, the engines over-heat and die. Roaring vacuums become sucking sighs. A mast crumples from pressure, and the spinning engine crashes to the ground with yet another explosion. Small grassfires burn around it, but they're largely ignored bye the Doctor.

The Doctor's more concerned about the girl who's bleeding what appears to be electricity.

Oh, look, the girl who also fell from the sky has woken up! Maybe she can give the Doctor some answers. "Hello!" he says, oddly cheerful for someone who just spent the last ten minutes frantically running from an exploding pirate ship. It's almost as if he does this sort of thing all the time. "I'm the Doctor. You wouldn't happen to know this girl, would you? Oh look, you're back! I knew you could do it! Very well done!" The Doctor adds when Victoria drops back down. "Can I have my sonic screwdriver back?"

The TARDIS

The TARDIS

It started collecting energy after he had started attacking and blew up in the same action. There wasn't particularly much he was able to do about it. :smallannoyed:

"Sloppy." Is the Captain's only comment about the Tardis' controls. All the same, the Captain goes to work on getting this thing running. Surely with his intellect he'll be able to figure out these various contraptions that the Doctor Frankensteined onto his TARDIS.
Hopefully...
Shame he has to hurry.

Well, yes. There is that, I suppose.
Ah well. C'est la vie.

A charitable person might say that this particular TARDIS has a lot of character. Quite a lot of character. Absolutely dripping with character. A less charitable soul would probably point out that said character is mostly just hiccups and terribly designed user interfaces. TARDISes may be designed for six pilots, but the Doctor seems to have gotten around that by clumping things together that shouldn't be clumped together. Controls have to be cajoled into working, and sometimes stop as soon as the Captain looks away from them.

However, despite the difficulty of the consoles, the Captain manages to get the TARDIS running. The drive hums cheerily, and a monitor lights up somewhere to the Captain's left.

>ACTIVATING PRIMARY RUNNING SYSTEMS
>...
>...
>...
>PRIMARY RUNNING SYSTEMS ACTIVATED
>ERROR: CHAMELEON CIRCUIT DAMAGED
>ERROR: SECONDARY AND TERTIARY FCD WARP CUPLINKS NOT FOUND
>ERROR: DELTA THERMOVENTALATION SYSTEM DAMAGED
>RUNNING ACTIVE SCANNING SYSTEM
>WARNING! UNKNOWN SYSTEM
>SCANNING FOR KNOWN FREQUENCIES
>ERROR: NO KNOWN FREQUENCIES FOUND
>SCANNING FOR SELF-AWARE LIFE
>SELF-AWARE LIFE FOUND. RUNNING EXAMINATIONS
>LOCAL POPULATION IS: CONTACTED. TECHNOLOGICALLY ADVANCED. CAPABLE OF SELF-DEFENCE AGAINST INVADERS.
>TIMELORD OPERATIVES ADVISED CAUTION
>CALCULATING TRAVEL ROUTES
>WARNING! UNKNOWN SYSTEM
>WARNING! CANNOT PLOT ESCAPE VECTORS
>WARNING! ESCAPE FROM CURRENT SYSTEM NOT POSSIBLE

[Lady Serpentine]

She gets up alright, and will head off to the restroom with her---she finished most of her water, after all.

Off they go, then, Maeve having finished off most of her soda as well.

Presumably, unless something decides to attack the theater, or something similar, they'll then return home?

[Rebonack]

Wow is that ever a lot of warnings...

*ahem*

[Park]

"Amil Wightson. And sort of...?" Amil replies with uncertainty and a small frown. "She's a friend of mine. I think? Except now she's a robot for some reason?"

Well!

That isn't very informative at all!

"She was just a normal human last time I saw her. But the Nexus has this absolutely terrible habit of vomiting strange all over normal people if we get stuck here too long."

Take Amil for example! Once normal, now dripping with strange. Thems the breaks.

Now time for a question of her own!

"The doctor of what? Science? Medicine...?"

[Lost_Deep]

Park

"Robot" may be misleading.

While she does appear to be artificial, you can see seams at her joints, she obviously has some kind of not-quite-skin covering, but at the same time she seems to be alive. She's breathing, for one thing, and the green hair on her head seems to be real hair... albeit, dark green.

Also, the bleeding part. As a general rule, robots don't bleed. "Artificial life form" would seem to be more accurate.

[Beans]

Off they go, then, Maeve having finished off most of her soda as well.

Presumably, unless something decides to attack the theater, or something similar, they'll then return home?
[Safe Theater > Streets]
Indeed, home they shall go (unless things get did).

[Lady Serpentine]

[Safe Theater > Streets]
Indeed, home they shall go (unless things get did).

[Streets]

Once they're back on the streets, Maeve pulls out her lighter again, the brand on her right hand once more starting to glow as they return.

[Beans]

[Streets]
Khair follows closely as always.

[Reinholdt]

The TARDIS

"What?! That's unacceptable. Get us someplace else this instant you hunk of junk." The Captain says, using the hammer... errr... culturally for good measure as he switches switches and levers levers.

If they can't leave the current system for the time being, they must at least leave the immediate area.

[Halae]

[Alleyway]

"You don't know where you live?" Arel doesn't know what to do now. She can't just leave her. "Okay, we're going to figure this out." She goes and picks up the remains of Tabitha's clothing. "Here, cover yourself with this."[Alleyway]

Tabitha will take the shredded sweater and hold it up against her chest, now just staring in a sort of creepy-attraction sort of way at Arel.
[QUOTE=Terumitsu;13750704][Deep Down Coffee]

I see. came the response. It made a sort of sense, really. Like if one wasn't paying attention while mixing chemicals or the like then the end product would be faulty. I don't see any problems if you have an area already set up. the muse said, expressing little resistance on her part. While it would be in another person's dwelling, she doubted that Sora would go to all this trouble if they happened to be some kind of kidnapper or something. That aside, it simply made sense to go where the tools were already in place, after all.

"Maybe.. Um.. We could just share one? And.. Save the other for later?" Riss muttered, putting an idea forward. It seemed to be the most obvious answer given the quantity at hand. At least, it was the most obvious to her.


[Deep Down Coffee]

"I dunno. Wasn't sure how much you ate." Mimi rubs the back of her head awkwardly. Whoops. "Saving one works I guess.""I could live with just sharing one, yes," Sora says, smiling. It did look pretty good after all. He'll then take a moment to look down at Riss' response on his phone, "Alright then. We can go whenever you're ready, whether that be in a day or two, or right after we finish up here. I've got nothing planned for the day."
[The Poor Knight - Later]

Correl is actually busy writing a letter as the strange entity comes flying towards him.

It's at this point the letter is interrupted by the mischievous spirit as the knight only again feels himself shrink slightly. Well, this would't do.

Drawing his from from the scabbard he turns to face the being. "Is it you witch? Don't think you can deceive by pretending to be something else."
The Poor Knight - Later

Kate walks down the street just in time to see the Kami head into traffic. Crud... she watches it for a moment, seeing what it will do next...

She doesn't really notice Correl yet.
The kami just giggles at Correl's accusation, skipping off into traffic. A car swerves off to avoid hitting her, and barrels into the side of a building, barely missing a woman walking along. The driver, if someone cares to look, has been knocked unconscious but is otherwise alright.

The Kami pays none of this any mind, and goes over to poke a man in the ribs, resulting in a pair of bat ears forming on his head. He seems too stunned to act at this point.

[Augurine Elmouse]

In another part of the city, a certain former farspawn is taking his girlfriend out to dinner, but he hasn't yet told her where they're going, just to dress a bit formally. Eric himself is wearing a nice looking black dress shirt and grey dress slacks. No tie, as the design of the shirt means he doesn't need one. Plus, he hates ties. Despite the nice clothing,however, he still hasn't bothered to get any nice footwear; he's wearing heavy duty steel-toed work boots, since that's what he wears normally. He would have told Julie that she doesn't have to dress too formally if she didn't want to.

And She will be brought before the restaurant at this point, the babies safely tucked away at home and sleeping like angels, "Here we are, love."

[Slii Arhem]

Augurine Elmouse

Hopefully sleeping like angels. Julie will know if anything terrible happens though, so she's not too concerned if they wake up and get into some mischief.

The succubus herself is wearing a long, tightly-fitted shimmering blue dress, with a single slit up the right side to mid-thigh, and a scoop-neck. It is fairly formal, but she insisted that she'd been working on it for a while now, and wanted the chance to show it off. This seemed like the perfect opportunity.

"Thank you darling." She smiles, and leans in to kiss him on the cheek before they head inside. He's been away at his new job far more often than she'd like, but finally her and Eric are going to have a moment to themselves that doesn't involve feeding and entertaining babies, or psychic training, or even curtains just before bed after a long day at work. That seemed to be all their life together involved for the past two months or so, so she's extremely grateful that Eric thought to suggest this.

[Lost_Deep]

Augurine Elmouse

The Auguine Elmouse isn't too busy, most of the tables are open. A group of beings made from pure energy eat... something, a Serperior family much on some poffins, an human and a Quarian have a talk in a booth, a group of sentient jellyfish enjoy some greens, something with entirely too many mouths devours a turquoise crab... Actually, no, that appears to be a sloppy makeout.

The waitress shifts slightly as the pair approaches. As in, her form shifts... she appears to be some kind of shapeshifter.

Her hair is black, but has just a bit of a purple tinge to it. Her eyes are black with white pupils, and her hands appear to be translucent. When she speaks, she speaks in tongues.

"Welcome to the Augurine Elmouse."

[Halae]

[Augurine Elmouse]

"Thank you. Could we get a more secluded seat? A booth, or something," Eric asks, His tail swishing from side to side. He'd heard this place was able to cater to just about anyone, but given the gibbering mouther over there, Eric hadn't truly expected something quite so expansive. Despite this, he does a goo job keeping it off his face; Julie should be able to detect his agitation though, either through his tail or by other means.

[Slii Arhem]

Augurine Elmouse

Rather than comment on it, Julie simply takes Eric's hand in hers and smiles at the hostess, while discretely attempting to snag his twitchy tail with her own and wrap the two together so she can give it a reassuring squeeze.

"That would be lovely if you could find one." Julie agrees. Some privacy is definitely what the doctor ordered. Not because of the vast array of races in front of her, she could care less about that. She just has a few things on her mind she'd like to talk to Eric about, and in front of others isn't the best place for that.

[Lost_Deep]

Augurine Elmouse

"Of course. Please follow me."

The waitress will lead them to a corner booth, out of the way and highly secluded. Fine red vinyl and an unobtrusive but ornate overhead lamp, very fancy.

"What would you like to drink today?"

[Halae]

[Augurine Elmouse]

"Just water, for me," Julie, of course, knows he very rarely drinks anything other than orange juice, water, and milk, and two of those are rather childish to be ordering at a restaurant. Julie will also have definitely gotten a hold of Eric's hand and tail, and he squeezes back to show that the reassurance is helping.

[Gullara]

[Alleyway]

"...Okay." Arel runs her hands through her hair. "Okay, how about I take you to a hospital. You can get that cut treated and I'm sure they can track down someone that knows you." And Arel can go home and forget this ever happened. "Follow me." She will lead Tabitha toward Lots of Hope Hospital if she's willing.

[Slii Arhem]

Augurine Elmouse

"A single glass of white wine, sweet, with a low proof. Bubbly if you have it, but it's not important." Julie rattles off in contrast to Eric's order. She knows what she likes when it comes to wine, and on a formal occasion like this she's willing to indulge in a single glass.

Rather than sit across the table from him, Julie will try to guide him to her side of the booth, so they can lean on one another as they sit. Flighty young girls may think that sitting like that and staring into your partner's eyes was the height of romance, but Julie knew that nothing beat skin contact and body heat.

[Lost_Deep]

Augurine Elmouse

"your drinks will be out shortly." The waitress then places a pair of menus on the table and disappears.

[Halae]

[Augurine Elmouse]

Eric will indeed be guided into sitting next to Julie! It also allows him to maintain the comforting hold of tail wrapped in tail. He'll pick up the incredibly extensive menu and start looking it over as he says, "Well, it's not exactly as I imagined it would be, but it's a nice place, nonetheless."

Julie may also catch him sneaking a glance at her scoop neckline, though he tries to be subtle about it. Eric isn't terribly good at subtle.

[Alleyway]

Tabitha just nods, and begins following Arel. she barely knows where they're going, too hopped up on the yellow musk to care. She was simply following what Arel told her to do.

[Slii Arhem]

Augurine Elmouse

"It's very nice. Whoever tipped you off about this place deserves thanks, both yours and mine. Assuming the food is as good as it smells." Julie starts thumbing through her own copy of the menu idly, looking for one section in particular and not having much luck yet.

When her eyes catch where his are going, she adjusts herself in the dress with something bordering on a smirk, "Do you like it? I know it's not as plunging as my normal evening wear, but that's what my inspiration called for this time. It might even be good for dancing in, who knows?"

[Halae]

[Augurine Elmouse]

"Well..." Eric blushes a bit, but grins, "let's just say that sometimes things that cover more can be a good deal sexier, you know? Too bad I can't dance all that well without help."

[Beans]

[Red Zone Streets - Entrance]
A rusty pickup truck drives in, its bed containing something bulky and covered by a tarp. It sputters and buzzes, coughing and bucking as it drives sluggishly around, the driver looking for... something.

[KerfuffleMach2]

[Demon Queen]

Demon Queen is marked in much the same manner as Teq. She's labeled "Psychic - Mutant" on the HUDs of all functioning powered armor suits. Priority target number 2. Second on the hit list of the mob bots.

Demon Queen, depending on her approach to pouncing on the armed powersuit (hee!) may be met with a shock! Quite literally, in fact! High-voltage shocker shields online! Hopefully, if this scenario does transpire, and it is liable to, she'll take down the robot without the "necessity" of having to push through a muscle spasm while doing so. If she resists the electrical deterrent, the mech will thrash wildly for a time before attempting to bash her off of it with its shield arm. The outer layer of the suit is composed of plates of boron carbide. This outer layer is welded to an inner titanium frame. Whether or not Demon Queen can crack the mech's driver's pod open to gain access to the soft nut piloting the metal gear wannabe under these conditions within is left completely up to you!

[Theater Plot]

Demon Queen's pounce will consist of a quick crouch and leap right at the head of the suit. Her size, momentum, and powers should work to topple the suit over.

But, of course, electricity stands in her way. Stupid electricity.

She'll still hit him. And go to roll off him as he falls backwards, snarling from the electricity. Seems she didn't like that. She also knows now that she can't open up the suits without getting shocked badly.

So, time for plan B.

Energy emanates from her again as she arches her back slightly, growling. She quickly swings her front paw horizontally in front of her. The suited man should suddenly be swept to the side. Like he was an empty plastic bottle.

Seems her powers are stronger in this demon form.

[Slii Arhem]

Augurine Elmouse

Julie's returned smile could light a warehouse with its brilliancy, "I'm glad you approve. As for the dancing, we've been working on your telepathy quite a bit. Maybe we could take a test run of that, and I could show you what else it's useful for, other than simple conversation." He might already have an inkling from using his far powers in his previous incarnation, but he'll have found out that under Julie's tutelage that there's a large gap between the ease of starspawn abilities and the concentration and knowledge required for psionics.

"Specifically, it can let two bodies move as one during complex actions by letting each know where the other is moving before it happens. It's a very open link compared to just words being shared, but perfectly doable if both people know what they're doing." Here she goes again. She can't seem to help herself with these short little lectures about psionics these days. Thankfully, she's not going any further into it right now.

[Halae]

[Augurine Elmouse]

"Yes, I imagine that would be amazing, wouldn't it?" Eric says, smiling, "But let's avoid the lessons for tonight, shall we? We're supposed to be enjoying ourselves away from all the stuff we've been doing," He puts an arm around Julie's waist, "Unless, of course, there's something you want to talk about."

[Lost_Deep]

Augurine Elmouse

((Feel free to continue until I have time to post for this))

Lots of Hope Hospital

When Arel brings Tabitha in, they are quickly surrounded by a number of clicking and dinging rocketfairies. A doctor and a stretcher will come out of somewhere, and unless someone stops it Tabitha will be taken away to be tended to.

Oddly, a number of the rocketfairies will hang around Arel, especially eamining her vines and her back... they might be uncomfortably in her personal space.

The receptionist seems unimpressed by this. "Don't worry, it shouldn't be any trouble. Would you like to come over and fill out the form?" The form is just basic stuff; where the patient was found, what the status of the patient was, any relation to the patient or knowledge about prior conditions.

[Slii Arhem]

[Augurine Elmouse]

"Yes, I imagine that would be amazing, wouldn't it?" Eric says, smiling, "But let's avoid the lessons for tonight, shall we? We're supposed to be enjoying ourselves away from all the stuff we've been doing," He puts an arm around Julie's waist, "Unless, of course, there's something you want to talk about."

Augurine Elmouse

"There is, in fact. Did you know that the twins are over two years old now? Their bodies, I mean. That means that besides the bottles we have in the fridge, it's best if we stop letting them drink from the tap, so to speak. Their immune systems are as good as they'll get by now. So if you'd like me to, I think you've officially graduated from milk-maid today." Now that is good news. She probably could have started weaning them off a few days ago, and they've already been eating solid food while in the daycare, but this was the right occasion to break the news, in her mind.

[Halae]

[Augurine Elmouse]

"Praise be!" Eric says over-dramatically, "I suppose that means you can finally work the hormones out of my female body, huh? Though I suppose if it comes down to- No, I probably shouldn't finish that sentence. You might actually make me do it." Eric continues to blush, before sighing a bit.

[5a Violista]

[A Pleasant Cul-de-Sac]

Celia starts working on the dishes again, but more distractedly. "I don't think I could blame you, with that much turmoil."
A Pleasant Cul-de-Sac

"After that, though, everything went better. I learned to play music," says Elizabeth, with a sparkling-clean plate, trying to decide in which drawer or cubbyhole or stovetop or wherever it goes. "Now, that's my favorite thing to do."

The Dishhelper smiles, and turns straight toward Celia's face. "It's always been a dream of mine to become a famous rockstar."

[Gullara]

[A Pleasant Cul-de-Sac]

Celia smiles back. "I have to say, that's pretty cool. How long have you been playing then? I bet you have some serious talent." The bunnygirl heads over to a cupboard and opens it up, revealing where the plates go.

[Lots of Hope Hospital]

((Will get a reply up here tomorrow.))

[5a Violista]

A Pleasant Cul-de-Sac

"The rest of my life after I moved," says the woman, unwilling to reveal her actual age. She puts a sparkling clean plate with the other plates. One point! Now she moves onto a cup.

"I just played in the park, though, while my husband was off fighting fires." She played a lot! So she's pretty good. And her husband (who was unfortunate enough to be in a building when it exploded...but fortunate enough to save several lives in the process) was a firefighter! How cool!


Near a windmill where 30 vampires were recently slain 4 months ago and a small stream in the middle of the city

A man who looks like he hasn't slept in a couple of days walks down a small road that passes by a windmill. He also looks like he hasn't shaved in a couple of days.

He has a cape fluttering in the wind in a really dramatic kind of way, and he has a sword hilt sticking up over his shoulder. (Man, I really like those swords on their backs.)

He stops by the small stream, and kneels down to get a drink, and cool off his face by splashing water on it.

((New character!

And now I'll go to sleep so I can go to Math Class early tomorrow.))

[Zefir]

[The Sitar's Strings]

Maeve smiles, and takes the card, though she shakes her head again.

"Thank you, then, I suppose. Though don't worry about paying him for me for a while... There are other problems that I don't really want to go into; I was trying to put you off without having to get into them. Nothing against you or your friend, just... Personal stuff that would make it unlikely I'd be able to watch them without causing other issues."

[The Sitar's Strings]

That's still a bit strange for him. Other problems she don't want him in? What is she talking about? They just know each other a few minutes? And there is only one thing that might cause her to say such things. Something with a non human person. Not hard to guess since this is the only thing Zefir talked about. Zefir is well aware that nothing against you means its only against him.

"Yeah Personal stuff, nothing against me. As I said still your choice."

[happyturtle]

The Sitar's Strings

Kareem, the man sitting near Zefir, turns to Maeve. "Miss, I'd like to order my dessert. Crème brulee and coffee please." He looks at Zefir. "Would you like some as well? The desserts here are very good."

[Beans]

[Sonozaki Greenhouse]
Weeded-over.
Unused.
Strewn with graffiti, broken glass from windows and bottles, cigarette butts.
Perfect.
The truck wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon, but that was alright. She has a place now, and she can write on the Wall herself now, even!
Now she just needs to find food.
Bodies.
Shouldn't be hard.

[Slii Arhem]

[Augurine Elmouse]

"Praise be!" Eric says over-dramatically, "I suppose that means you can finally work the hormones out of my female body, huh? Though I suppose if it comes down to- No, I probably shouldn't finish that sentence. You might actually make me do it." Eric continues to blush, before sighing a bit.

Augrine Elmouse

Julie looks at him owlishly, not really believing what he's implying there, "Eric, there's no indication that I'd even want more children to take care of, as unstable as everything has been I don't know if it's safe to think about it. Even if I did, there's no way I would put you through that. I can't imagine putting myself through it again willingly without a lot of consideration." More than a lot, but she's unwilling to tell Eric that she'll never be ready for more children, and she doesn't even know how true that will be. She's gone through so many changes already, she couldn't say for herself what she might do in the future.

"But yes, I'll put you back to normal now. Well, maybe not here in the restaurant, but as soon as we get a moment to ourselves, I promise." Come to think of it, she wouldn't be surprised if this place catered to dual-gendered welfs that look like tieflings with shapechanging succubus girlfriends. Still, drawing out Eric's prize appeals to her still-present mischievous side.

"It'll be a while before you stop actually producing milk, but what I do will be the beginning of the end."

[DoomITP]

[Sonozaki Greenhouse]
Weeded-over.
Unused.
Strewn with graffiti, broken glass from windows and bottles, cigarette butts.
Perfect.
The truck wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon, but that was alright. She has a place now, and she can write on the Wall herself now, even!
Now she just needs to find food.
Bodies.
Shouldn't be hard.

Sonozaki Greenhouse

Whoever is nearby might notice that a rather scruffy looking Lee is walking in the greenhouse's general direction though it seems that he hasn't noticed her.

[Beans]

[Greenhouse]
The greenhouse used to be pretty opulent, a pretty botanical garden. The building itself is round with a low cone top, and there are cracks and breaks in some of the dirty windows.
Inside, it's sort of like a wedding cake structure, with concentric circular tiers that once held different displays of plants. Now everything is mixed in and unkempt.
He won't see anyone inside, but there's that old crappy truck parked by the entrance...

[DoomITP]

The truck draws Lee's curiosity. He walks towards the truck, eventually trying to see if anyone is in the truck.

[Beans]

[Greenhouse]
Nobody's in le truck!
The doors are unlocked to the large greenhouse, so he can indeed get in if he tries.

[Lost_Deep]

Augrine Elmouse

The waitress will re-appear with their drinks. She will place them on the table, and then ask, "Are you ready to order, or would you like a bit more time?"

[DoomITP]

Lee will step into the greenhouse, trying to avoid touching anything.

[Beans]

[Greenhouse]
He'll hear a gentle rustling and creaking from across the building; the central tiered structure prevent him from seeing what it is.

[Halae]

[Augurine Elmouse]

"Good enough for me," He says in response to Julie. Then the waitress arrives once more! "Hmm. Ah, I know, why don't you order for me, Julie? I imagine you have much better taste than I do."

[DoomITP]

[Greenhouse]
He'll hear a gentle rustling and creaking from across the building; the central tiered structure prevent him from seeing what it is.

Lee will step forward slowly.

Is anyone in here?

[Slii Arhem]

Augurine Elmouse

"An expert now, am I? Well flatterer, I'll have you know I don't know thing one about fancy food, but let's see what I can come up with." Julie finally finds the section she'd been half-looking for, and skims it for a few moments before declaring, "We'll have two orders of stuffed grape leaves, and a large greek pizza to share. Green olives, not black."

She half-turns to Eric, looking for approval, "Anything special you want on your half of it? It's mostly feta and goat cheese and lots of spice for seasoning, with more veggies than anything else for substance."

[Beans]

[Greenhouse]
Huuungryyy...
Didja bring me somethin'?
More rustling, creaking, heavy footsteps.

[DoomITP]

Lee almost jumps, though his training takes over less than a second later as he begins moving towards the voice.

Depends on what you have.

[Beans]

[Greenhouse]
He'll see a large mass of plant material, some living and some dead.
Don't got much... still have some nectar though...
It starts to move!

[Halae]

[Augurine Elmouse]

Eric scratches his chin, "I have no idea what I'd get that wouldn't ruin the flavor, so I'll just have the same as what you're having, alright?" He's never been a big one for vegetables, but being technically an elf has made them a lot more appealing recently. Must be the type of elf he is.

[DoomITP]

If the plants move closer to Lee his hands will start to glow with energy just in case he needs to start burning something to escape.

Who are you?

[Earl of Purple]

Red Zone

"Nothing unusual that might account for the disappearances. I assume you're looking into them, too?" Then, a hiss. Mrs. Bloodplunder gets her flail out of her handbag surprisingly fast, and holds it like she knows how to use it as she looks around. "I was hoping for slavers or a group against the human-supremacists, but that didn't sound like slavers or anti-human-supremacists."

[Lost_Deep]

Augurine Elmouse

"Very well. It will be out in a minute."

the waitress will gather up the menus and then disappear again. She is very good at the "non-intrusive" aspect of her job.

[Beans]

If the plants move closer to Lee his hands will start to glow with energy just in case he needs to start burning something to escape.

Who are you?

They rustle and shake, dead leaves falling away.
Dunno name.
Jus' hungry.
Got anythin'?

[DoomITP]

Uh... I don't really have anything on me at this second but if you really need food, I'll get you some.

[Slii Arhem]

Augurine Elmouse

"A minute? Well, at least the service is prompt. I don't think I'll time them on that one though." Julie remarks as she leans a bit more heavily into Eric's shoulder, sighing in a mix of contentment and contemplation.

"You know, we should figure out where we're going to send Prism and Scylla to school. I don't know if the GLoG daycare will start offering schooling anytime soon, and with how fast they're growing, they'll need a lot of knowledge crammed into their heads before long if we want them to be up to speed with others their age." Even though they're only a bit over five months old, they're already almost as advanced as their apparent ages, and she's worried that if she doesn't start finding ways to teach them soon, she'll miss the window where they could learn the most in the blink of an eye.

[Beans]

[Greenhouse]
The plant mass... stands up. (http://warnerator.deviantart.com/art/Plant-Monster-255068179)
The bulb begins to open.
Mm... haven' found any dead people to eat yet... you can bring some?

[DoomITP]

I can't give you dead people. The people in the city tend to dislike things that eat people. Dead or otherwise.

[Beans]

[Greenhouse]
Between the bulb's petals, he'll get a glimpse of white skin and a purple eye.
Why not? Nobody's usin' bodies if they's dead...

[DoomITP]

They feel it's... Disrespectful to the people who used to live in them.

[Beans]

[Greenhouse]
Oh...
So what do I do then?

[DoomITP]

Greenhouse

Lee shrugs.

You could eat something else.

[Beans]

[Greenhouse]
Oh... like what, then?

[DoomITP]

Regular meat like you get at a store. It's dead too so I figure it would work.

[Beans]

[Greenhouse]
That stuff means buyin'.
Buyin' means moneys.
Don' got moneys. Can't get 'em.

[DoomITP]

What about that nectar stuff? Is it something that you could sell?

[Beans]

[Greenhouse]
Maybe...
How do I do it though?

[The Bushranger]

[Needle and Thread]

And so Jamie and friends arrive! Hurrah!

[Earl of Purple]

Needle and Thread

Natalie will look around the store with wonder, trying to see a section marked 'Shapeshifter'. And hope they happen to have a range for eleven-year-old girls.

Oddball is also rather excited, and looks around.

[Gullara]

Lots of Hope Hospital

When Arel brings Tabitha in, they are quickly surrounded by a number of clicking and dinging rocketfairies. A doctor and a stretcher will come out of somewhere, and unless someone stops it Tabitha will be taken away to be tended to.

Oddly, a number of the rocketfairies will hang around Arel, especially eamining her vines and her back... they might be uncomfortably in her personal space.

The receptionist seems unimpressed by this. "Don't worry, it shouldn't be any trouble. Would you like to come over and fill out the form?" The form is just basic stuff; where the patient was found, what the status of the patient was, any relation to the patient or knowledge about prior conditions.

[Lots of Hope Hospital]

"Oh, alright." Arel glances at the rocketfairies nervously. Arel fills out the form quickly. She found her in an alley intersecting with [Street], she writes that Tabitha had those wound when she found her, no relation and any previous knowledge of her. Arel fills out the form as accurately as she can until she gets to the place to fill out her own name. She hesitates, and then writes 'Eve'. "Uh, you can probably find someone she's related to, right? I need to get home."


A Pleasant Cul-de-Sac

"The rest of my life after I moved," says the woman, unwilling to reveal her actual age. She puts a sparkling clean plate with the other plates. One point! Now she moves onto a cup.

"I just played in the park, though, while my husband was off fighting fires." She played a lot! So she's pretty good. And her husband (who was unfortunate enough to be in a building when it exploded...but fortunate enough to save several lives in the process) was a firefighter! How cool!

[A Pleasant Cul-de-Sac]

"Ah." Celia decides not to get into talking about her husband seeing as she used past tense. "You can practice here as much as you want. I don't mind and I bet the kids would love it."

[Needle and Thread]

Salix walks alongside Jamie. Once they enter the store, she looks around curiously. "This is a shopping?"

[Devixer]

Bakeries
Spitter looks around for Iamar before giving up and just spitting all around the building, causing acid to fly at the ground around the building.

Hunter finishes talking to Witch before climbing up the wall, mind set on helping out Iamar.

Iamar rolls under and dodges the acid coming directly for her, and tries to jump right at the wall and take hold of anything she can use to climb.

[Halae]

Augurine Elmouse

"A minute? Well, at least the service is prompt. I don't think I'll time them on that one though." Julie remarks as she leans a bit more heavily into Eric's shoulder, sighing in a mix of contentment and contemplation.

"You know, we should figure out where we're going to send Prism and Scylla to school. I don't know if the GLoG daycare will start offering schooling anytime soon, and with how fast they're growing, they'll need a lot of knowledge crammed into their heads before long if we want them to be up to speed with others their age." Even though they're only a bit over five months old, they're already almost as advanced as their apparent ages, and she's worried that if she doesn't start finding ways to teach them soon, she'll miss the window where they could learn the most in the blink of an eye.[Augurine Elmouse]

Eric scratches his chin, leaning onto Julie as well, "I don't think we'll have to. A trick I figured out while I was a starspawn was that I could read books instantly if I focused on them hard enough. I'm thinking we can teach the girls to do that, and just buy some textbooks for them to focus on."

With no hint of it on his face, Eric's tail will reach around to tickle Julie's back a bit. He's hoping to catch her off guard, though the odd tail movement may alert Julie, whose tail is still wrapped around his.

[Slii Arhem]

Augurine Elmouse

"That's assuming that they'll learn how to do that on their own, or with you guiding them. Still, there's going to be more important things than just that. They need interaction if they're going to learn how to handle other people, and grow up emotionally. School is a good way to do that if we can, or at least somehow exposing them to more people than just GLoG's daycare. I'm pretty sure they're the only ones still going since Flamecrest was taken off with her parents." School certainly isn't ideal, but Julie is grasping at straws right now. She wants the two to be their own people, and to give them the best chance at that as she can.

[Halae]

[Augurine Elmouse]

"Why don't we introduce them to some adults then?" Eric says, "Given how quickly they're going to get older, and the fact that if they're anything like me they'll prefer adult company, I'd say dunking them headfirst into the adult world may be preferable. They'll grow far faster than any children we introduce them to anyways. There's also the ghosts around the camp; I've seen some of them take an interest in the girls."

Theoretically, the GLoG daycare also likely has some NPC babies attending.

[Slii Arhem]

Augurine Elmouse

If there are, Julie hasn't seen them. It's understandable considering she doesn't hang around much when she has to use their services,"Adults might be best, but let's not neglect other girls around the camp. Reelshka's niece, Keo, and Jamie could all look after them until they grow past them, and none of them seem to shun girls younger than themselves." Julie counters, before 'eep'ing and shuddering at the touch along her spine.

"You saucy little..." She brings a hand up and tries to cup Eric's jaw, a small amount of psionic energy pulsing along her fingers. If she touches him, he'll find that the inside of his mouth is suddenly ticklish for a while. It's only affecting his senses, and not an outright physical manipulation, but if he's going to play dirty then she'll make him regret it.

[Mr. Moon]

Red Zone

[Red Zone]

Both Ace and Mrs. Bloodplunder may hear an increase in the volume of the footsteps already present. A soft hiss comes from nowhere in particular.


Red Zone

"Nothing unusual that might account for the disappearances. I assume you're looking into them, too?" Then, a hiss. Mrs. Bloodplunder gets her flail out of her handbag surprisingly fast, and holds it like she knows how to use it as she looks around. "I was hoping for slavers or a group against the human-supremacists, but that didn't sound like slavers or anti-human-supremacists."

"I am." Ace nods. "Remnant's too damn useless to police this part of Inside. Someone's gotta keep the peace." Ace wasn't sure just what this was. Granny was certainly right - the fact that humans were vanishing was suspicious, but what he'd seen and heard didn't look like anything he'd seen. Before he can say anything to this effect, though, a sound draws his attention.

The magician whirls around, peering into the shadows. With a flick of his wrist, he draws seven cards off the top of his deck and tosses them up into the air. They fly up several feet, but settle to a stop floating in a halo above his head. Seven Tens of Diamonds drift in lazy circles, spinning in place like planets in orbit as they go.

Narrowed eyes scanning from left to right, Ace takes a careful step forward. "Come on out..."

[DoomITP]

[Greenhouse]
Maybe...
How do I do it though?

You'd get someone to put it in bottles and then go see if people wanna buy it.

[Beans]

You'd get someone to put it in bottles and then go see if people wanna buy it.
[Sonozaki Greenhouse]

Soun's real comp'cated...
Hard...

[DoomITP]

Well, I'd be willing to help. What is the nectar exactly?

[McBish]

[Blue Zone]

The Hudson family had lived in the Nexus for a long time. They have grown wealthy over the years through various enterprises that some of which were legal even. They have trained thieves and assassins over the years, all family members. They had worked in the background never creating a large ripple so they didn't attract to much attention.

Now their house is on fire. Not that anyone inside will care, seeing as they are already dead.

Calvin watches the house burn from across the street shaking slightly.

[Murkus]

Theater Plot

Teq was most definitely aiming for that gatling gun. Dangerous thing, that. But before his foe can turn something else into a weapon, Teq decides not to let him walk away. Swirling arms of energy twist around his weapon, mingling with the glittering particles that were once a ballistic shield.

The Vraal stands, firing again, even his tremendous hands knocked back from the recoil. Another screaming blast of power is sent toward the mech-warrior, this time at his cockpit. Hopefully Teq can finish this in one go.

By this point, Teq is having trouble focusing on much besides his enemy. The explosions, the other suit, the battle on-stage - he's quite oblivious.



DMC

"20 Years? Wow that nearly your whole life right?" Assuming she looks like in her twenties if I remember right. otherwise she would say something more fitting.

"It's a shame we didn't met earlier."

MDM serves the tea, but as Mia spoke up he looks down on her reproachful. She isn't even 20 years old so meeting much earlier wasn't even possible.


Cornelia blushes a bit, considering it a compliment. No need to for Mia to say anything else - while Nelia's far past twenty, it's hard to determine an exact age. The scars, combined with her ancestry, give her a somewhat younger appearance. "Oh, no. Gettin' on to forty now." She smiles. "Even so, m'glad ye came along. I jus' wish we could get all the scars."


[Light Street]

Undoubtedly Missy's little request will get a hit immediately.

"Wish granted."
Princess Luna (http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2012/002/7/1/princess_luna__s_aurora_by_laurenmagpie-d4l40dm.jpg) descends.
Rather grim-faced, as she has been much this entire trip.

She had sent Rainbow Dash to begin the warning, while she confirmed Twilight's condition with Ibby and Rarity, with the full intent of appearing herself to fix the undoubtedly numerous holes that would exist in Dash's explanation.
If it could count as one.


Rainbow Dash does a quick sort of bow.
"Um, is Twilight okay? I should really go che-"
"Return to the...'metal monkey's cave. The others are there and I shall be along shortly. There is a plan in place."
"Twili-"
"Now."

Rainbow Dash will be rather promptly exiting the scene, without further interrupting.


Light Street

"I'm Staff Sergeant Halifax of Remnant. What is your plan?" Missy asks. Which is not the same thing as actually offering to help carry it out, but overall she's mildly inclined more towards trust than suspicion at this point.


The pony descending gives Teq/Vul a bit of pause. That was... convenient. For once. He has nothing to add, for now - though his expression remains on the skeptical side. The tall Vraal adjusts his ballistics-coat.

[Beans]

Well, I'd be willing to help. What is the nectar exactly?
[Greenhouse]
A tentacle flicks out with a wooden cup full of a pale, goldish liquid.
If he tries it, it's pleasantly sweet.
Careful, people what gets it want lots more after...

[DoomITP]

Lee pauses before trying the nectar.

What do you mean?

[Beans]

Lee pauses before trying the nectar.

What do you mean?
[Greenhouse]
There was these people before I lived here. They brought bodies an' I ate 'em an' I gave 'em nectar an' they always came back and they wanted it...
Sounds like it might have addictive properties.

[DoomITP]

That keeps Lee from trying the stuff.

Maybe if we knew more about the stuff. You can get in trouble for selling stuff like this if it really is addictive.

[Beans]

[Greenhouse]
The person inside the bulb seems to nod a little, not really understanding but sort of.

[Chaotic Bob]

[Light Street]

Convenience is the prerogative of princesses and the Nexus.
She may have even done that on purpose. But maybe not.

Luna stares at the Vraal for a moment, before looking to the one who is actually properly addressing her.
She does not expect obeisance, as she is not their royalty, but introductions are polite.

A slight incline of her head is granted in return, coupled with her own.
"Princess Luna of Equestria."
Straightforward, simple. She hasn't had need for a military title in...many hundreds of years.
"At present my plan is to ensure that you are forewarned of any risk that may be looming over your nation. I would not leave you ignorant to problems of our design.
You are equipped to deal with magic, yes?"

Many technological countries seem...woefully under-prepared for it.
But this one seems to sport many peculiar varieties of everything.

[happyturtle]

Light Street

"Remnant is, yes. Personally, I am equipped to defend against magic, but I am not able to perform it." Missy says.

[Artemis97]

[Park]

"Of course." Victoria hands the sonic screwdriver back to the Doctor. The half fiend looks on with concern at the two injured women. "Do either of you want healing? I know a bit of magic. Not much, but it will probably do until we can get you to a temple."

[Mr. Moon]

The TARDIS

The TARDIS

"What?! That's unacceptable. Get us someplace else this instant you hunk of junk." The Captain says, using the hammer... errr... culturally for good measure as he switches switches and levers levers.

If they can't leave the current system for the time being, they must at least leave the immediate area.

Oh look. It's working now. The engine whirs into life, with a sound (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k0hs4KrkFp8) the Captain may be quite familiar with. There's a soft, almost imperceptible rattle as the TARDIS moves through space.

Moments later, it stops. The TARDIS has arrived at a new location. But where?
Only one way to find out... (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=13768674&postcount=950)

Park

[Park]

"Amil Wightson. And sort of...?" Amil replies with uncertainty and a small frown. "She's a friend of mine. I think? Except now she's a robot for some reason?"

Well!

That isn't very informative at all!

"She was just a normal human last time I saw her. But the Nexus has this absolutely terrible habit of vomiting strange all over normal people if we get stuck here too long."

Take Amil for example! Once normal, now dripping with strange. Thems the breaks.

Now time for a question of her own!

"The doctor of what? Science? Medicine...?"


Park

"Robot" may be misleading.

While she does appear to be artificial, you can see seams at her joints, she obviously has some kind of not-quite-skin covering, but at the same time she seems to be alive. She's breathing, for one thing, and the green hair on her head seems to be real hair... albeit, dark green.

Also, the bleeding part. As a general rule, robots don't bleed. "Artificial life form" would seem to be more accurate.


[Park]

"Of course." Victoria hands the sonic screwdriver back to the Doctor. The half fiend looks on with concern at the two injured women. "Do either of you want healing? I know a bit of magic. Not much, but it will probably do until we can get you to a temple."

"Time." The Doctor smiles at Amil, before his attention is taken by Victoria returning his sonic screwdriver! "Ah, thank you!" he says, giving it a quick flip in his fingers. "If you can treat Amil and her friend here, that'd be great."

Temples, though. That was odd. You'd think a city this advanced would have hospitals as centres of healing, not temples. Not something he'd never seen before. Plenty of planets and cultures had temples that were all but hospitals. This was probably one of them.

"Now, a robot, you said?" Sonic screwdriver in hand, the Doctor turns his attention to Copi. The little chrome wand makes a high pitched buzzing noise and emits a blue UV light from the tip. "No. Not quite a robot. Artificial life form. Somewhat biotic. Very interesting. When you're done here, Victoria," the Doctor says, stepping back and tucking the sonic screwdriver into his pocket, "I can give you a lift to the temple."

[Zefir]

The Sitar's Strings

Kareem, the man sitting near Zefir, turns to Maeve. "Miss, I'd like to order my dessert. Crème brulee and coffee please." He looks at Zefir. "Would you like some as well? The desserts here are very good."

The Sitar's Strings

"Yeah." Zefir says obviously far away with his thougths why this woman act so strange. He only can assume things, but unless he spies on her he won't know it. Maybe that can be arranged.
He shakes of the thougths to become clear again.

"Well I hope your not lying at me mister. I haven't got a good desert for years now."




Cornelia blushes a bit, considering it a compliment. No need to for Mia to say anything else - while Nelia's far past twenty, it's hard to determine an exact age. The scars, combined with her ancestry, give her a somewhat younger appearance. "Oh, no. Gettin' on to forty now." She smiles. "Even so, m'glad ye came along. I jus' wish we could get all the scars."


[DMC]

Mia takes down her tea. Her smile dissapeared. She sights. People allways want more but never give something on your own. As she speaks up Mia appears different. Even if nothing changed the impression that Mia now is a much older woman might be there.

"Thats what I thought you wanted to talk. It was really hard for me to get your eye back. Not only the strength I need."

She looks up at MDM as if looking into another face. Maybe now Cornelia notice that MDM appears like a smaller copy of the pictures she saw outside.

"I'm also bound to Deus Mechanicus."

She waits a bit not knowing how Cornelia might react to that, but befor she says something Mia continues.

"As a god his power is fuled by people who belive in him. That doesn't need to be a cleric."

Now Mia waits for her reaction. Hopefully she caught the point.

[happyturtle]

The Sitar's Strings

There are several nice desserts to choose from. It's up to Zefir to order one and decide if he likes it.

[Murkus]

Light Street

"Quite so," Vul assures the Princess. Not only is the Vraal very proficient at it, he has anti-magic weapons which can be provided to Remnant in a pinch. "Why is it you ask?"

DMC

Cornelia's always prepared to give more for this. She'd give just about anything, in fact. Which is why, when Mia edges into worshiping a strange god, she says, "Um... I can do that." She isn't sure how to start, though, so Nelia just shifts in her seat awkwardly.

[Shadowcaller]

The Kami pays none of this any mind, and goes over to poke a man in the ribs, resulting in a pair of bat ears forming on his head. He seems too stunned to act at this point.


The Poor Knight - Later

Kate walks down the street just in time to see the Kami head into traffic. Crud... she watches it for a moment, seeing what it will do next...

She doesn't really notice Correl yet.


The Poor Knight-Timeline 1

"He did?" Alfred's mother asks, her voice somewhere between surprised and impressed.

"Oh no," Alfred embarrassedly protests. "I wasn't near so much help. I went along with him and the girl, Sadei, for a while, but I wasn't there when he actually changed back. Even so," he says as he bows politely to the knight. "Thank you for the compliment." Raising his head, he fidgets with his hands, struggling to figure out how to ask what he wants to ask. "Sir Correl? Um... Since my mother is here, I was wondering... Could you- COULDYOUTALKTOHERABOUTLETTINGMEBEYOURSQUIRE!"

His mother didn't seem to register that borderline gibberish request, and looks to Correl for an answer.

The Poor Knight - Later

As the spirit just decides to ignore Correl disappears in a flash and appears a moment later just next to the kami. He then reaches out and attempts to cast a sleep spell on it as it's distracted transforming people.

[The poor Knight -Earlier]

The knight blinks, what did Alfred just say? "Ah... would you mind repeating that Alfred? I didn't manage to make it out." Correl asks with an confused expression.

[Bakery]

As Elias is working he suddenly hears the door to the bakery opening and Hekta steps inside carrying two sticks. "Elias! You must come at once! It's really cool!"

[Lost_Deep]

The Poor Knight - Later

Kate, now noticing Correl, will leap over the traffic to land a bit away from the Kami. She doesn't want to mess up the knight's efforts, and as thus is staying away for now... but is ready to act if anything goes wrong.

[Rebonack]

[Park]

A doctor of time?

Is that even a thing someone can be a doctor of?

Maybe he's a physicist of some kind. Amil knows that there were rumblings about some physicist back in her home making some revolutionary discoveries about time before the Nexus up and snatched her.

Ah well. Probably doesn't matter much.

"I think I should be fine, I heal fairly quickly. And... I'm really not sure how my friend would respond to healing, magical, mundane, or otherwise."

The fact that Kate has apparently been turned into a not-quite-robot has probably changed the way the poor girl works a bit.

[Lost_Deep]

Park

She appears to have mostly stopped bleeding, so... presumably she has some kind of natural healing. She isn't waking up, though... and that position does not look comfortable. Unless they can wake her somehow, she's at least going to need help getting down from the tree.

[happyturtle]

[Bakery]

As Elias is working he suddenly hears the door to the bakery opening and Hekta steps inside carrying two sticks. "Elias! You must come at once! It's really cool!"

"Hekta, I'm working." Elias says. "I can't leave yet."

[Shadowcaller]

[Bakery]

Hekta looks at Elias with sad eyes. "Aww..." She let's out in a tone of utter despair. "But you will really like it. I will even tell you what it is if you come along!"

[happyturtle]

Bakery

"How long will it be there?" Elias asks.

[Shadowcaller]

Bakery

"I don't know, maybe just a little while!" Elias might remember that Hekta's only have a very loose grasp of time though. She barely knows what minutes and hours are. Time is only divided into days and how long it feels like.

[happyturtle]

Bakery

"I will come out after I close the bakery," Elias says. "That'll be in 45 minutes. You can go wait in my room if you want."

[Chaotic Bob]

Light Street

"Remnant is, yes. Personally, I am equipped to defend against magic, but I am not able to perform it." Missy says.


Light Street

"Quite so," Vul assures the Princess. Not only is the Vraal very proficient at it, he has anti-magic weapons which can be provided to Remnant in a pinch. "Why is it you ask?"

Good answers.
Luna gives a little nod and a wave of her horn. Purely for demonstrative purposes, a cobalt aura surrounds the appendage, leaving a little trail of energy through the air.
"It is highly probable that the problem entity in question will be quite proficient in the use of unicorn magic, as its chosen host was quite the exemplary student of it.

To that end, it is unlikely to be a physically coordinated opponent, and will presumably attempt to avoid it as possible."
Theory, of course, since she isn't actually sure if Twilight knows and of the more martial talents. She certainly seemed too bookish for that.

[happyturtle]

Light Street

"The 'host' as you put it, is a friend of yours - a civilian - yes? So we want to take her alive, and we have various techniques for attempting that. How much danger will she be in if we seem likely to succeed? Will the entity try to kill her?" Missy asks.

[Zefir]

The Sitar's Strings

There are several nice desserts to choose from. It's up to Zefir to order one and decide if he likes it.

The Sitar's Strings

And there zefir thought he invites him.

"Bring me the same as him." He sais to Maeve.

DMC

Well that's a suprise. Most people are more defensive. She holds a hand up in defense.

"Such a thing can't be done like loading a gun. It eeds time, like wounds need time to heal. I still won't force you, but if you go on I would like you to tell thers. We are small right now, but I won't give up."

[Mindfreak]

Bakeries!
Hunter continues climbing!
Iamar will find her actions quite successful!
Hunter reaches the top, moving silently on the rooftop, trying not to alert Spitter.

---

At the Threads shop with Jamie and Natalie
Rainbow is indeed here with them!
She looks around, taking in the immense amounts of clothes that surely must be here!

[Devixer]

[Red Zone]

Ace gets his wish in only a few seconds. A completely black, vaguely insectoid creature (http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120524085414/xcom/images/6/6a/XCOM-EU_Chrysalid.jpg) dashes out from the shadows of the alley straight to the man with the cards. It's fast, far faster than its size or limbs should indicate.

[Bakeries]

Iamar climbs all the way to the rooftop of the building. She's much faster than an average freerunner, but she still probably won't get up there before Hunter. Once she gets onto the rooftop, she remains cloaked and draws her sword.

[Earl of Purple]

Red Zone

Mrs. Bloodplunder turns and sees the creature, though is currently on the wrong side of Ace to do anything about. "Move! I can deal with this!" Mrs. Bloodplunder doesn't mean to disrespect Ace's abilities, it's just that she doesn't know Ace's abilities, whilst also knowing her own abilities and being immensely confident in them.

[Mindfreak]

Bakeries
Hunter moves silently behind an air conditioner before leaping forward, pouncing at Spitter!
They begin to rustle and tussle, the Spitter splattering his hood with her acid.

[Devixer]

[Bakeries]

Iamar uncloaks and dashes to the scuffle, trying to grab the Spitter and force her to face the ground. She seems rather stronger than her looks would suggest.

[Artemis97]

[Park]

"Well, if you're sure." Victoria responds to Amil, shrugging her shoulders, her wings rising and falling with the motion. She then looks up at the woman in the tree. "Do you want some help getting her down?" The half-fiend asks, stepping closer. She was fairly strong, and wings were useful for getting things, or in this case people, down from up high.

[McBish]

Red Zone

Calvin is out running, not from anything, just running. He runs randomly at obstacles to see how he can overcome them. He had kicked off his shoes before he started, so he was running barefoot. He leaps over walls, climbs up walls, squeezes through cracks. Eventually though he makes a mistake and slips off a rooftop and falls with a crash into an alley.

[Lady Serpentine]

The Sitar's Strings

And there zefir thought he invites him.

"Bring me the same as him." He sais to Maeve.


Maeve nods, and heads off to give their orders to whoever it is she's supposed to give them to.

[Mr. Moon]

Red Zone

Letting out a startled curse, Ace takes several quick steps backwards and away from this strange multi-limbed thing. As he scrambles away, he lashes out with his right hand with palm held flat. The seven cards floating around his head whiz through the air, suddenly gaining the properties of card-sized sheets of razors. He's too startled and there's too many cards for them to have much precision, but they're all aimed in the direction of the insectoid thing.

Mrs. Bloodplunder should have plenty of room to get to work now!

Park

"Well, you know her better than the rest of us..." the Doctor admits. "I'd still like to take her to that temple, though. Come on, Victoria. Don't touch the fluid." With the half-fiend's help, the Doctor reaches up to carefully lower Copi to the ground.

[Murkus]

DMC

Well that's a suprise. Most people are more defensive. She holds a hand up in defense.

"Such a thing can't be done like loading a gun. It eeds time, like wounds need time to heal. I still won't force you, but if you go on I would like you to tell thers. We are small right now, but I won't give up."

"Well... what do I need to do?" Cornelia asks, pursing her lips. Asking how to join a religion. Urrgh.

I'm afraid I didn't understand Mia's third or fourth statements.


Good answers.
Luna gives a little nod and a wave of her horn. Purely for demonstrative purposes, a cobalt aura surrounds the appendage, leaving a little trail of energy through the air.
"It is highly probable that the problem entity in question will be quite proficient in the use of unicorn magic, as its chosen host was quite the exemplary student of it.

To that end, it is unlikely to be a physically coordinated opponent, and will presumably attempt to avoid it as possible."
Theory, of course, since she isn't actually sure if Twilight knows and of the more martial talents. She certainly seemed too bookish for that.


Light Street

"The 'host' as you put it, is a friend of yours - a civilian - yes? So we want to take her alive, and we have various techniques for attempting that. How much danger will she be in if we seem likely to succeed? Will the entity try to kill her?" Missy asks.

"What is this magic capable of?" Vul asks. Beyond making horns glow, that is. "Is it particularly dangerous?"

[Zefir]

DMC

((Third was meant that she tells others that this religion might offer help to others. People aren't open for new things and it's allways good to have some word-of-mouth advertising.
The last is that they are low in number only 12 filling a place where hundret could life and outside this place none knows about them.))

"Don't worry. It's rather easy. As all religions we have something like an agenda. As you note Deus mechanicus is the god of machines. We belive that he brought them to us. With the time people rebuild this machines and so technologie took place."

She makes a short break looking at MDM who nods. MDM heads away searching for something.

"True belivers can hear the voice of machines. Each machine, a toaster or the fridge, have an intelligence. We just can't normaly hear them."

MDM comes back holding something in his hands. It's small so she can't see it first, but he offers it to her. It's the smal wind-up toy/robot who gaved her the message before.

"This little guy should help you and will also be a test. Find out his name."

[Chaotic Bob]

[Light Street]

A series of good questions, that Luna is not entirely sure of the answers to.
Something that distresses her more than a little.

But she represses this, as she must. She's a bit of a hothead, compared to her sister, but this isn't the time for that.
"I would...prefer Twilight be taken alive."
Her first friend.
"But if it comes down to it, do what is necessary. It won't care for her body or yours. Self-destruction should not be a risk, if it sees a way out."

Now, about that magic. Last time it drew on the host's traits, geared towards primary function and misguided desire.
Night eternal, in that situation.
Twilight is just...magic. Simple but pure. Too broad.

Misguided desire then.
What did the little unicorn desire? Knowledge seems a good candidate, with her love of research. Poor fit for aggressive action, however.

Princess Luna frowns a bit.
"While not strictly true, I would assume capability for anything and highly dangerous.
The entity will seek a focus for the host's magic, but I cannot be sure what that would be at the present time. The host was an exemplar of magic for our kingdom, the range is broad."
Friendship? That makes for a poor aggressor as well...

[happyturtle]

Light Street

"We'll do our utmost to take her alive," Missy says. "Do you know where she is?"


The Sitars Strings

Kareem studies Zifar. He seems to be perpetually angry, and that probably makes him dangerous. Maybe they don't want him in their group. But perhaps they could run a test.

After Maeve is gone, Kareem says, "You seem like a man who wants to change things."

[Lady Serpentine]

[The Phones]

Should anyone be on the other end of the number that was recently left on the Wall, they will most likely find that someone is calling it.

[happyturtle]

Phones ?

If this is Brian Starling's number, he'll answer "Starling here."

If it's someone else's number, then that doesn't happen.

(I'm pretty sure more than one number has been left on the Wall recently, so you might want to specify which player left the one you're after.)

[Beans]

[The Phones]

Should anyone be on the other end of the number that was recently left on the Wall, they will most likely find that someone is calling it.

[Phones]
Someone picks up!
"H'lo?"

[Lady Serpentine]

[Phones]
Someone picks up!
"H'lo?"

[Phones]

"You said that you're interested in acquiring bodies?", the person on the other end, apparently a woman with a rather pleasant voice, inquires.

[Beans]

[Phones]

"You said that you're interested in acquiring bodies?", the person on the other end, apparently a woman with a rather pleasant voice, inquires.

Uh-huh... need'm. Hungry. You c'n give?
The voice is quiet and not all that articulate.

[Zefir]

Light Street

"We'll do our utmost to take her alive," Missy says. "Do you know where she is?"


The Sitars Strings

Kareem studies Zifar. He seems to be perpetually angry, and that probably makes him dangerous. Maybe they don't want him in their group. But perhaps they could run a test.

After Maeve is gone, Kareem says, "You seem like a man who wants to change things."

The Sitars Strings

Perpetually? Not really the statement from him to the man was in a friendly sound. Just forgot to mention it. As the man spoke up the desert came so Zefir didn't answer immediatelly. He takes a bite of it.

"Depends. I don't want to change the dessert it's deliciouse."

[happyturtle]

Red Zone

Calvin is out running, not from anything, just running. He runs randomly at obstacles to see how he can overcome them. He had kicked off his shoes before he started, so he was running barefoot. He leaps over walls, climbs up walls, squeezes through cracks. Eventually though he makes a mistake and slips off a rooftop and falls with a crash into an alley.

Charity Evans, a human woman in her late 20s, is coming home from one of her EMT courses when she hears the crash. She enters the alley cautiously, wanting to check on the person who just fell, but wary enough to be ready to run if needed. "I'm a medic. Don't move. Can you speak at all?" she calls.

http://img834.imageshack.us/img834/9163/tek503654c9763ea9795990.png (http://tektek.org/avatar/50548258)

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The Sitar's Strings

"Told ya it was," Kareem says.

[Devixer]

Red Zone

Mrs. Bloodplunder turns and sees the creature, though is currently on the wrong side of Ace to do anything about. "Move! I can deal with this!" Mrs. Bloodplunder doesn't mean to disrespect Ace's abilities, it's just that she doesn't know Ace's abilities, whilst also knowing her own abilities and being immensely confident in them.


Red Zone

Letting out a startled curse, Ace takes several quick steps backwards and away from this strange multi-limbed thing. As he scrambles away, he lashes out with his right hand with palm held flat. The seven cards floating around his head whiz through the air, suddenly gaining the properties of card-sized sheets of razors. He's too startled and there's too many cards for them to have much precision, but they're all aimed in the direction of the insectoid thing.

Mrs. Bloodplunder should have plenty of room to get to work now!

A few of the razor cards miss the creature, but most of them hit it... and bounce off, appearing to do absolutely no damage to it. It stops for a split second when it's hit, then continues rushing to Ace, intent on grabbing him. Mrs. Bloodplunder will probably get to it first, though.

[McBish]

Red Zone

There is a slight groan from the boy laying on the ground. He seems to be conscious but doesn't respond right away. Then ignoring her words he sits up rubbing his head.

"Huh, what?"

[happyturtle]

Red Zone

Charity kneels next to him. "I'm a medic. Please hold still and let me see how badly you're injured."

[OrchestraHc]

[The poor Knight -Earlier]

The knight blinks, what did Alfred just say? "Ah... would you mind repeating that Alfred? I didn't manage to make it out." Correl asks with an confused expression.

The Poor Knight - Earlier

Please don't make him say it again. It took all his courage to say it the first time. "I..." he begins meekly, "I wanted to ask about... Her permission... about being your... squire?" he finally squeezes out.

Alfred's mother heard it that time, her eyes widening in the surprise. "His squire? Alfred, dear, I don't know about that."

[McBish]

Red Zone

"Medic? Oh, OK. I think I'm OK."

He blinks a few times staring straight ahead doing his best not to move. Chairty might notice the fairly large gash on his arm from somewhere along in the fall.

[happyturtle]

Red Zone

"Here, let's take a look at that arm," Charity says. "Talk to me. Tell me your name and what you were doing. Is anyone chasing you?" That last part is good information to know, but mostly she wants him talking so she can try and judge if he has a concussion or is at risk of going into shock.

She attempt to take hold of his arm and apply appropriate first aid. She has the supplies in her messenger bag of holding.

[Lady Serpentine]

Uh-huh... need'm. Hungry. You c'n give?
The voice is quiet and not all that articulate.

"Certainly. How many do you need? I should be able to procure a reasonable amount for you within a day or so..."

[Beans]

"Certainly. How many do you need? I should be able to procure a reasonable amount for you within a day or so..."

[Phone]
'S many as y'can, but... s'this gonna need payin'? Don' gots moneys, only gots nectars, an' guy said s'a-dik-tiff an' tha'means I shouldn' givvit to people...

[McBish]

Red Zone

"Calvin, my name is Calvin. No one is chasing me, I was just running."

He lets her take his arm to take care of the wound there. She may notice that there is a large bruise up on his shoulder, old enough where it isn't from the fall.

"I am pretty sure I'm not concussed by the way, didn't hit my head that hard. Thanks by the way."

Besides the bruise he has several visible scars, one under right eyebrow partially concealed, one on the side of the neck that points up to his ear. Two more are on his palms each identical a single line running across the palm, and large like he had been cut several times. Though those wounds are pretty hard to spot and Calvin does his best to keeps his palms out of sight though that might be hard with her bandaging up his arm.

[happyturtle]

Red Zone

"I'm Charity Evans. This really isn't a safe place for running around in," she says. "The vampire infestation from a year or so ago is mostly died down, but there are still plenty of monsters."

[McBish]

Red Zone

Calvin frowns a bit at the word monster. It might be hard to notice but it obviously struck some sort of nerve.

"Yeah, I know. I am usually better at taking care of myself then this though. You don't seem worried to be wandering around by yourself."

[happyturtle]

Red Zone

"I have an emergency teleport device in case of trouble." Charity says. "If I didn't, I definitely wouldn't be in this neighbourhood without an escort. Do you live around here?"

[McBish]

Red Zone

Calvin starts to get up to his feet.

"Oh, that is a handy device I guess. Like I said though, I can usually take care of myself. I am tougher then I look."

It is hard to look tough after having slipped and fallen from a rooftop.

[happyturtle]

Red Zone

"Mmm... I guess most people around here are," Charity says, with a sigh. She really hates the violence in the Nexus, but she's made a home here and can't just walk away. She'll get to her feet as well, watching to see if he's keeping his balance. She's pretty sure he's not concussed, but it doesn't hurt to be sure.

[McBish]

Calvin keeps his balance fine.

"Yeah I guess so. Listen thanks though, I hit a piece of metal on my way down. Probably would have turned nasty before I would have gotten it cleaned up."

Calvin doesn't hate violence, he got over that a long time ago. Charity probably would have noticed that he didn't seem to mind any pain from the fall or cut, beyond the first groan that is. Pretty stoic for a teenager.

[happyturtle]

Red Zone

"You're welcome. If it starts to feel hot or swollen in the next few days, you'll want to go to a clinic to get it looked at in case it's infected. Actually, you should probably come in anyway to get a tetanus shot. Rusty or dirty metal is the kind that is the worst for that."

Damn. I can't think of a hook for Charity to keep poking around and learning more about Calvin.

[McBish]

Red Zone

"Don't worry I will get it healed up eventually."

Calvin starts to turn then stops. He knows how the night will go if he wanders off now, at he doesn't like where it will go. So he takes a lesson from a well dressed orc and takes a chance.

"Have you ever smoked Hooka? Um, because there is a place I like to go not to far from here, want to join me?"

[happyturtle]

Red Zone

Charity laughs. "Now that sounds like fun. I haven't smoked in ages. I'll just have to text my boyfriend so he won't worry."

The last bit is thrown in just as a 'hey, just so you know, kid..' though she doesn't think he's trying to hit on her. But she does want to make sure. Some teenage boys can be pretty clueless and think 'I'm talking to you' means 'I want you take me now'.

[McBish]

Red Zone>>The Original Hank's Hookas*

"Good call wouldn't want him thinking you got attacked by a monster."

He grins a bit as he picks up the message crystal clear. Not that it was truely needed, he understands her wanting to warn him off.

"Yeah I like the place, it's not to far from here."

He will start to lead the way to The Original Hank's Hookas*, which is located in an old part of Inside that doesn't seem to get much traffic anymore.

*Not to be confused with Hank's Hooka of way back when.

[happyturtle]

The Original Hank's Hookas

Charity sends her text as they walk. "Are you a Nexus native? I've been here about 3 or 4 years I guess."

[Earl of Purple]

Red Zone

Mrs. Bloodplunder will charge forward, swinging her flail towards the insectoid creature's head. The flail begins to give off an indigo light as it is swung, but this is not the limit of its magic; it also hits far harder than it should, in addition to being lighter in Mrs. Bloodplunder's hand than it should be.

[McBish]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

"No, I only recently moved here with my uncle, almost a year ago now. It has been an interesting transition. But we are starting to settle in I guess."

He will open up the door to the hookah bar. Inside there are several shallow pits with couches or pillows inside and a hookah in the center. The lighting in each pit varies from bright to almost completely black. The rest of the room is dark except for red lights on the floor showing where to walk. Servers come in and out of a door in the back of the room with different sheesha and new charcoals for the customers. They are free to pick one of the many open pits, menus inside include a wide range of flavors, lots of berries and fruit, then some weird stuff like chocolate brownies or various types of meat. Bacon is listed as a staff favorite.

[DoomITP]

[Greenhouse]
The person inside the bulb seems to nod a little, not really understanding but sort of.

Why don't you come out of there? I could see about better accommodations at least. Maybe we'll come up with some solutions on the way/

[happyturtle]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

"Oh wow... I've never seen any place like this." Charity says, wide-eyed. And then blinking because of the smoke. "I just used to do weed in college before I dropped out."

She's studying a lot harder now for her EMT qualification than she did then for her art major. :smalltongue:

[McBish]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

"Yeah I found it one day by accident. I have been coming back ever since when I sort of want to get away from stuff. I usually just read by myself though."

He motions to one of pits with couches that is fairly bright.

[happyturtle]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

Charity sits where directed. "So it's just you and your Uncle? What about the rest of your family?"

[McBish]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

Calvin takes a seat on the couch next to the one she is sitting in.

"He adopted me after I lost the rest of my family. So it's just been me and him for a long time. He is really the only family I can really remember all that well."

He grabs a menu of the table and passes it over to her to take a look through.

((They should have pretty much any flavor you might want.))

[happyturtle]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

Charity will look for something without tobacco, but other than that, will pick something that sounds interesting. She had been expecting pot, but with so many flavours here, would rather try something new. "My sister came here first, but when she didn't stay in touch, I came here to look for her. We have a little bit of family back in the world we came from, but we've got more family here, since she married and had a little boy. And we have friends that are as close as family."

[McBish]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

While Seesha in real life is only tobacco it seems they have learned how to apply it to pot as well here. So the flavor are for either here. And he is going to let her pick. He doesn't have a favorite, he always tries new ones when he comes in.

"My uncle and I used to travel more often, but he decided to settle down here. We have been working on getting his business up and running."

[Zefir]

The Sitar's Strings

"Told ya it was," Kareem says.

The Sitar's Strings

After he had taken another bite he makes a break.

"Still what's your point?" He asks straith but polite.

[happyturtle]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

While Seesha in real life is only tobacco it seems they have learned how to apply it to pot as well here. So the flavor are for either here. And he is going to let her pick. He doesn't have a favorite, he always tries new ones when he comes in.

"My uncle and I used to travel more often, but he decided to settle down here. We have been working on getting his business up and running."

Charity chooses a pot flavour then. Which she really shouldn't be doing as she's a responsible person now with a real job as a medic, and not a flaky artist like she used to be, but Charity doesn't always make the best decisions.

>.> Plus Remnant hasn't implemented random drug testing for employees.

"What business are you in?" she asks.


The Sitar's Strings

After he had taken another bite he makes a break.

"Still what's your point?" He asks straith but polite.

"You seem pretty dissatisfied with the city. Usually people who feel like that either leave, or they try to change things." he says.

[McBish]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

Calvin often chooses the pot as well, but he didn't want to choose it for her as well. He doesn't worry about the pot, it is no where near the worst decision he has made.

"He imports rare items and gemstones, a lot of stuff for magic users around here. I help him out with his security."

Someone very good at spotting lies might sense there is more to it then that.

[Rebonack]

[Park ==> Temple of Some Kind?]

Amil aids in fetching Copi from the evil clutches of the tree!

That evil tree, going and clutching people like that. Will it ever see the light and cease its clutching ways?

Anywho...

The genestealer has no idea where this temple that they're going to is in. So she'll just follow the lead of the others. And ask questions!

Questions are very important sometimes.

"Were those pirates following you?" she inquires of the Doctor.

[Zefir]

"You seem pretty dissatisfied with the city. Usually people who feel like that either leave, or they try to change things." he says.

The Sitar's Strings

"It's hard and most things get unnoticed, especially when your outnumbered."

The sadness of his words is easy to catch.

[Mindfreak]

Bakeries!
Iamar will find her move successful!
However, more acid wells up inside Spitter's mouth before trying to release!
Iamar might find acid on her very soon, and Hunter definitely will be losing his hoodie.
However, Hunter takes the moment after she spits to grab Spitter's throat, preventing her from being able to spit.
"You better have something to cover her mouth."

[Lost_Deep]

Park ==> Temple

Copi will be carried. She isn't too heavy, but touching some of the blue liquid will result in a small jolt. There shouldn't be any trouble carrying her to the temple other than that, though.

[happyturtle]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

Calvin often chooses the pot as well, but he didn't want to choose it for her as well. He doesn't worry about the pot, it is no where near the worst decision he has made.

"He imports rare items and gemstones, a lot of stuff for magic users around here. I help him out with his security."

Someone very good at spotting lies might sense there is more to it then that.

Charity is not very good at spotting lies. She's not bad at it either. Just average. As she smokes, she takes out her sketchpad and starts idly sketching. Not capturing faces very closely - more of the atmosphere of the place. "I'm an artist, but I decided to go back to school to become a medic."

1


The Sitar's Strings

"It's hard and most things get unnoticed, especially when your outnumbered."

The sadness of his words is easy to catch.

"If you're outnumbered, you just have to think smarter. Hit more important targets. Did you know the elves have a sky base where they can watch over the Nexus? Why don't the bastards stay in the forest where they belong?"

[McBish]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

He tries to watch her draw always fascinated by people creating things.

"That's cool it seems like you know what your doing."

He says motioning to his bandaged arm.

"I bet you'll be a great medic. Where do you think you'll find work after training?"

[happyturtle]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

"Remnant, I hope. I'm doing some of my clinical training there," she says. "They tend to see some of the worst cases, especially when there are large scale attacks."

[McBish]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

"Oh yeah I guess that makes sense."

He stiffens up a bit hearing that, but then tries to hide it by slumping down in the couch. It's not like she is an officer or anything someone who he could get in trouble for talking to. She is just a medic in training. He tells himself this as he tries to relax.

[Shadowcaller]

Bakery

"I will come out after I close the bakery," Elias says. "That'll be in 45 minutes. You can go wait in my room if you want."


The Poor Knight - Earlier

Please don't make him say it again. It took all his courage to say it the first time. "I..." he begins meekly, "I wanted to ask about... Her permission... about being your... squire?" he finally squeezes out.

Alfred's mother heard it that time, her eyes widening in the surprise. "His squire? Alfred, dear, I don't know about that."

Bakery

"Fiiine, I'll wait in your room then." Hekta replies before she runs off to Elias room to see if she can entertain herself with something laying around inside.

The Poor Knight - Earlier

"I think he got the talent actually." Correl says nod a thoughtful nod. "It's hard work however and carry many responsibilities. An squire is as responsible for his knight as the knight is to him. A good squire fills in where his master is lacking. Do you think you can handle that Alfred?"

[Girl's Night Out - The Sitar's Strings]

Cessie and Sakura attempts to enter the restaurant and look around for seats unless anyone stops them of course.

[happyturtle]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

"Oh yeah I guess that makes sense."

He stiffens up a bit hearing that, but then tries to hide it by slumping down in the couch. It's not like she is an officer or anything someone who he could get in trouble for talking to. She is just a medic in training. He tells himself this as he tries to relax.

Charity seems to be occupied enough with the sketching not to notice his tension. "It's kind of dumb, me working for them, because I'm a pacifist. But my world has a tradition of pacifists working in the military as medics in war time. Quakers and such. And this world is pretty much a constant war zone. I'd rather just paint, but..." she sighs and shrugs her shoulders. "I guess I felt like I needed to do more."


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Bakery

"Fiiine, I wait in your room then." Hekta replies before she runs off to Elias room to see if she can entertain herself with something laying around inside.

1

There is a deck of tarot cards, a book on reading them, Elias's clothes, a few other small possessions that I'm too lazy to try and think up. Nothing extravagant of course. He's just an apprentice.

If Hekta is particularly nosy, she might find the loose wall board where Elias is hoarding his savings.


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[Girl's Night Out - The Sitar's Strings]

Cessie and Sakura attempts to enter the restaurant and look around for seats unless anyone stops them of course.

Emily, a teenage girl, stops them at the door. "I'm sorry, but this is a human-only establishment."

[McBish]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

"Your a pacifist?"

It doesn't seem like a judgement, more like he is curious. He hasn't had to much interaction with any who could be anything like a pacifist.

[happyturtle]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

Charity half-smiles. "That's me. Rarest creature in the Nexus."

[McBish]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

He chuckles a bit at that.

"Not just the Nexus, they are pretty rare anywhere I think."

[Gullara]

Emily, a teenage girl, stops them at the door. "I'm sorry, but this is a human-only establishment."

[Girl's Night Out - The Sitar's Strings]

"Human only?" Sakura asks, clearly puzzled. "Why do you say that?" It doesn't make sense to her. What possible reason could there be for it?

[happyturtle]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

"Not so much in my homeworld." Which happens to be the modern USA. "Most people there, at least in my country, can go their whole lives without ever using lethal force or having it used on them. They don't decide to be pacifists, they simply don't ever have to choose."

"Being a pacifist back there means protesting against the death penalty for criminals, or against war. Here, it means facing down AMEN thugs armed only with a sketchpad."

The Sitars Strings

"It's the owner's policy," Emily says, smiling pleasantly, if you didn't know what she was saying. "And our customers like it this way."

[McBish]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

"Must be nice there. Maybe a bit boring but nice."

And he knows there are more people like that around here, he just doesn't often deal with those kind of people.

[Halae]

[Lots of Hope Hospital]

"Oh, alright." Arel glances at the rocketfairies nervously. Arel fills out the form quickly. She found her in an alley intersecting with [Street], she writes that Tabitha had those wound when she found her, no relation and any previous knowledge of her. Arel fills out the form as accurately as she can until she gets to the place to fill out her own name. She hesitates, and then writes 'Eve'. "Uh, you can probably find someone she's related to, right? I need to get home."[Lots of Hope Hospital]

Tabitha will do what she's asked to do by the rocket fairies or nurses and the like. She's... her eyes are glazed over like she's high. There may be something in her system. she's not even responding to much in the way of outside stimuli right now, and her pupils are dilated. The gash along her face down to her chest is going to need stitches, but the vines on her shoulder look deliberate enough that it's unlikely she got them unknowingly put there.
Augurine Elmouse

If there are, Julie hasn't seen them. It's understandable considering she doesn't hang around much when she has to use their services,"Adults might be best, but let's not neglect other girls around the camp. Reelshka's niece, Keo, and Jamie could all look after them until they grow past them, and none of them seem to shun girls younger than themselves." Julie counters, before 'eep'ing and shuddering at the touch along her spine.

"You saucy little..." She brings a hand up and tries to cup Eric's jaw, a small amount of psionic energy pulsing along her fingers. If she touches him, he'll find that the inside of his mouth is suddenly ticklish for a while. It's only affecting his senses, and not an outright physical manipulation, but if he's going to play dirty then she'll make him regret it.[Augurine Elmouse]

Surprsingly, Eric sees this coming, and moves his head out of the way of her hand, and turns it around on her. Eric will grab her hand in both of his own, and say, "I love you."

Even as he states this, he'll attempt to redirect the psychic energy coming in on Julie's finger. Not disable or deflect, or anything like that, just something significantly easier. If it works, Julie's own mouth will have the ticklish feeling to it, though she could easily power through his attempt at turning this around. Hopefully for him, the surprise of this may catch her off guard.
The Poor Knight - Later

As the spirit just decides to ignore Correl disappears in a flash and appears a moment later just next to the kami. He then reaches out and attempts to cast a sleep spell on it as it's distracted transforming people.[The Poor Knight - Later]

The sleep spell simply fizzles, its target apparently immune to such shenanigans. It does, however, get the attention of the Kami, who grins when it sees Correl, and leaps forward, swinging a hand at him.

You an just tell, if that hand hits, it'll be bad.

[Beans]

Why don't you come out of there? I could see about better accommodations at least. Maybe we'll come up with some solutions on the way/

[Greenhouse]
What's better 'commodations? The bulb fully opens to reveal a white-skinned, purple-hair-and-eyed girl clad in drab rags.

[Lady Serpentine]

[Phone]
'S many as y'can, but... s'this gonna need payin'? Don' gots moneys, only gots nectars, an' guy said s'a-dik-tiff an' tha'means I shouldn' givvit to people...

"I'll take the nectar if you wish to give me some, but otherwise, no. I have a surfeit of them to dispose of, and this is as good a way as any."

[Beans]

"I'll take the nectar if you wish to give me some, but otherwise, no. I have a surfeit of them to dispose of, and this is as good a way as any."

[Phone]
Thanks... bring 'm to the big greenhouse what's all cracked an' dirty, please.

[Slii Arhem]

[Augurine Elmouse]

Surprsingly, Eric sees this coming, and moves his head out of the way of her hand, and turns it around on her. Eric will grab her hand in both of his own, and say, "I love you."

Even as he states this, he'll attempt to redirect the psychic energy coming in on Julie's finger. Not disable or deflect, or anything like that, just something significantly easier. If it works, Julie's own mouth will have the ticklish feeling to it, though she could easily power through his attempt at turning this around. Hopefully for him, the surprise of this may catch her off guard.

Augurine Elmouse

Surprisingly, the turnabout seems to work for an instant, but is fizzled out by what seems to be an instinctive undoing of the effect by its perpetrator, "That would be why I concentrate on almost all of my psionic abilities, rather than link them to the person I put them on and let them fade on their own time. It works even better when you can split your focus and concentrate on many things at once. Like this..." Julie leans in for a kiss charged with a tiny bit of erogeny just for fun.

[Lost_Deep]

[Lots of Hope Hospital]

Tabitha will do what she's asked to do by the rocket fairies or nurses and the like. She's... her eyes are glazed over like she's high. There may be something in her system. she's not even responding to much in the way of outside stimuli right now, and her pupils are dilated. The gash along her face down to her chest is going to need stitches, but the vines on her shoulder look deliberate enough that it's unlikely she got them unknowingly put there.

[Augurine Elmouse]

Surprsingly, Eric sees this coming, and moves his head out of the way of her hand, and turns it around on her. Eric will grab her hand in both of his own, and say, "I love you."

Even as he states this, he'll attempt to redirect the psychic energy coming in on Julie's finger. Not disable or deflect, or anything like that, just something significantly easier. If it works, Julie's own mouth will have the ticklish feeling to it, though she could easily power through his attempt at turning this around. Hopefully for him, the surprise of this may catch her off guard.

[The Poor Knight - Later]

The sleep spell simply fizzles, its target apparently immune to such shenanigans. It does, however, get the attention of the Kami, who grins when it sees Correl, and leaps forward, swinging a hand at him.

You an just tell, if that hand hits, it'll be bad.


The Poor Knight - Later

As the spirit just decides to ignore Correl disappears in a flash and appears a moment later just next to the kami. He then reaches out and attempts to cast a sleep spell on it as it's distracted transforming people.


[Lots of Hope Hospital]

"Oh, alright." Arel glances at the rocketfairies nervously. Arel fills out the form quickly. She found her in an alley intersecting with [Street], she writes that Tabitha had those wound when she found her, no relation and any previous knowledge of her. Arel fills out the form as accurately as she can until she gets to the place to fill out her own name. She hesitates, and then writes 'Eve'. "Uh, you can probably find someone she's related to, right? I need to get home."

Nurf... let's take this one at a time...

[Lots of Hope Hospital]

Arel-is thanked and reassured that they will and permitted to leave.

Almost.

The rocketfairies seem to be... less cooperative. As she turns to leave, several will try to grab onto one of the tentacles and pull it out of the way so that the others can get in close and look at how they connect to Arel's body.

"Hey! Get away from her! I'm sorry, miss, they don't really cooperate with us..."

Tabitha-A blood sample is taken, she is asked several questions to see if she's in shock, the vines are examined closely and, if it can be done without hurting her, removed. The lacerations are similarly studied... suffice to say that a number of modern medical things are done to get a full list of what's wrong with her.

[Augurine Elmouse]

The waitress appears with the pizza, places it on the table, and then disappears. No trouble!

[The Poor Knight - Later]

Think fast!

Kate will pull out her holy symbol and try to put a ward on Correl... unfortunately, she isn't very fast so the ward won't go into effect until a moment after Correl is touched/dodges the touch.

[Halae]

[Augurine Elmouse]

Julie will find Eric has readied a turnaround for the erogeny in the kiss as well, but he certainly goes into it with enthusiasm. It is difficult to focus on more than one thing at once, but it's lovely when you can manage it.

[Outside Augurine Elmouse]

There is a light puff of orchid colored energy in an alley outside the restaurant as a toddler is deposited in the area outside the restaurant where her parents are currently having a duel of sexy psychic wills. It's scylla! The half succubus farspawn girl.

Of course, this rapid transport in trying to locate her parents may have tipped off a thing or two that's sensitive to fluctuations in the veil.

[Slii Arhem]

Augurine Elmouse

Eric will soon find out what Julie meant by concentrating on many things, as behind that little tingle of compressed sexuality is another effect that copies any effects used on her and returns them to sender. So while she does get hit with a taste of her own medicine, she was clearly expecting it and is looking to get around Eric's own defense with a simultaneous second attempt.

[Lady Serpentine]

[Phone]
Thanks... bring 'm to the big greenhouse what's all cracked an' dirty, please.

[Phone -> Greenhouse]

Later that day, a tall, pretty, woman with shoulder-length black hair, and eyes that seem to eat any light that comes near them, slips out of the air in the Greenhouse, unless something would prevent her from doing so.

[Gullara]

[Lots of Hope Hospital]

Vines! Not tentacles. =I

"Hey, let me go!" Arel's nerves are already fried today, she doesn't want to deal with this right now. She tries t tug the vine away and take a few steps away from the rocketfairies. Not before the one examining her will see that the vine smoothly transitions into her back near the spine. It's very much a part of her.

[Beans]

[Phone -> Greenhouse]

Later that day, a tall, pretty, woman with shoulder-length black hair, and eyes that seem to eat any light that comes near them, slips out of the air in the Greenhouse, unless something would prevent her from doing so.

She'll see a big... bulb... planty... thing on four legs creak and rustle over to her, white skin and purple hair visible between the bulb petals.
Bodies lady?

[happyturtle]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

"Must be nice there. Maybe a bit boring but nice."

And he knows there are more people like that around here, he just doesn't often deal with those kind of people.

"Yeah. I get homesick sometimes. But my family's here, so what can I do?" Charity says. "What kind of world are you from?"

[Rebonack]

[Outside Augurine Elmouse]

There is a light puff of orchid colored energy in an alley outside the restaurant as a toddler is deposited in the area outside the restaurant where her parents are currently having a duel of sexy psychic wills. It's scylla! The half succubus farspawn girl.

Of course, this rapid transport in trying to locate her parents may have tipped off a thing or two that's sensitive to fluctuations in the veil.

...suddenly baby?

Well.

That's certainly different.

And as one might expect the appearance of such a strange creature is sure to attract attention that may or may not be positive! Who knows what kind of dastardly being might do terrible things to...

Umm...

A weird squiggly child with tentacles?

[McBish]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

"I originally come from a world a lot like this. Bits of magic, though a lot less then this. A bit under the tech level here, still have cars and cell phones. Though I spent a lot of time away from it all. Sort of lived off the grid out in the woods with a bunch of others for a few years. Shortly after my uncle adopted me.

[happyturtle]

Hooka place

"Sounds nice," Charity says. "My sis has a place like that. It's so isolated the only way in is by teleporting, or with a very smart mount." Like a sentient motorbike. "It's amazing how many stars you can see from there."

[McBish]

The Original Hank's Hookahs

"Yeah, I guess so. I didn't see too many stars out there. It was, well sort of like a monastery I guess. A few nights every now and then spent outside every now. But yeah, it really could be pretty I guess.

Calvin shrinks back into the couch he is sitting in as he talks. A dark look crosses his face as he remembers his time spent there.

[Halae]

Augurine Elmouse

Eric will soon find out what Julie meant by concentrating on many things, as behind that little tingle of compressed sexuality is another effect that copies any effects used on her and returns them to sender. So while she does get hit with a taste of her own medicine, she was clearly expecting it and is looking to get around Eric's own defense with a simultaneous second attempt.[Augurine Elmouse]

Well, given the already present kiss, Eric just tries to deepen the kiss, followed by a few moments later pulling away, a blush on his face as he looks at her with a funny lopsided smile, "Well, alright, you got me there."
...suddenly baby?

Well.

That's certainly different.

And as one might expect the appearance of such a strange creature is sure to attract attention that may or may not be positive! Who knows what kind of dastardly being might do terrible things to...

Umm...

A weird squiggly child with tentacles?[An Alley Near Augurine Elmouse]

To be fair, she's not a baby, but rather a toddler, being two years old developmentally already. She stands up on her tentacles and looks around a bit, "Mommy?"

If nobody responds to her, she'll try her hand at teleportation again; an exertion of will, Yog-Sothoth's domain. She wants to find her parents, but isn't very accurate about finding them.