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Rebonack

2012-09-30, 04:30 PM

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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.

Earl of Purple

2012-09-30, 04:39 PM

The Sitar's Strings

'Ekkehard' does have some magical senses; he has the ability to see in the dark, but he cannot detect magic without actively searching and that can be detected. "I can sit here, and drink, look around, and see only humans, no point-ears, greenies, stunties, or anything else in sight." 'Ekkehard' smiles.

Also, 'Ekkehard' isn't human himself.

Reposting this as the new thread ninja'd me.

horngeek

2012-09-30, 09:15 PM

[Red Zone - Just a Park]

The Chrysalid shot by Sophie isn't further wounded by the bullet to its leg, but it also can't get up again because of the bullets already in its eyes. The bullets to the heads of the zombies do nothing at all. Rather, the twitching of the zombies starts to get much worse, and they eventually bend backwards as two blades profuse from their chest. The zombies are blown to large chunks as a new Chrysalid bursts out of each of them.

Sophia's blinks. "...****."

She shoots once at each of newly 'born' Chrysalids, aiming at their eyes to slow them down at least, while pulling another clip out, ready to reload as soon as this clip runs out.

Devixer

2012-09-30, 11:08 PM

[Red Zone - Just a Park]

The two new Chrysalids near Sophie have their eyes down, so the bullets hit and deflect from the tops of their heads. They move at their fast pace to flank Sophie while hissing.

Noah will smell multiple different trails. One thing is common between them: blood.

The Chrysalid attacking Gniewomir gets an axe shoved in its mouth. The liguid fromits mouth starts to drip down the blade as it wriggles its head while keeping up its efforts to tear off his helmet. Anatolij's sabre isn't terribly effective; while the armor is somewhat weakened by the hex, there aren't any exposed weak spots. The Chrysalids still being fired upon will take a decent number of hits until they die.

The zombies aren't slowed by SMG fire. The sapper with the shotgun manages to take down one of the zombies, but the other five are still alive. A few seconds later, they cringe and they stop shuffling. Like with the other two, they bend over backwards and blade-limbs burst from their chests. In another instant, more Chrysalids have taken the place of the zombies.

[Elsewhere in the Red Zone]

A zombie is stumbling past the alleyway where the children are. There isn't much time to chat, though, as a Chrysalid bursts out of it before long. The new creature sniffs and looks around.

horngeek

2012-09-30, 11:13 PM

ThirdEmperor

2012-10-01, 01:12 AM

Reinholdt

2012-10-01, 10:04 AM

Aegis Vaults

Doctor Decibel shouts a warning to Divebomb!

"It's a trap!"

Before POW! happens cause the Doctor wasn't paying attention to the flailing arm. It's his own fault for having tunnel vision when it comes to these things really. Whoosh, clang! Fortunately the nature of smacking into a metal bank wall creates strong sonic vibrations that the Doctor uses through pseudo not even science to create a shield to soften the blow. Not that it keeps it from hurting, but it keeps it from being overly lethal. It'd be a grimdark comic indeed if he died from a single room toss.

Doctor Decibel chooses to spend this turn getting back on his feet, head ringing.

McBish

2012-10-01, 12:06 PM

[A[nother] Park]

"Nah, not at all." Sharon looks genuinely happy, indeed. "And I think I'll call him...Maurice!"

Maurice the lemur picks his head up as Sharon speaks his new name. He doesn't seem to mind it and curls back up resting.

Angie smiles glad to see that Sharon likes the little guy, and he seems to like her as well.

"I guess he like it."

-------------------

[Just a Park]

[Just a Park]

Sophia breathes in, then out, ejecting the clip and sliding in a new one. "Right... NEED SOME HELP OVER HERE!"

She then raises the pistol, her eyes searching for any obvious secondary weak spot on one of the Chrysalids... then firing at it. Depending on what they do, she'll likely only have time for one shot. But like before, that shot will be delivered with utmost skill and precision.

Noah was just about to follow one of the trails of blood but instead he hears Sophia's cry for help. He isn't sure how much help he will be but he starts running over. Unfortunately he was a good distance away and probably won't be there before the Chrysalids reach her.

Rebonack

2012-10-01, 12:55 PM

[Abandoned Skate Park]

"To be fair I'm not completely sure," Sigil replies with a laugh. "I'm still trying to figure that flute out. I know that it has something to do with the melody played. And I knew that it was aligned with fire magic. But beyond that?"

He gives a bit of a shrug.

"I haven't been able to get it to work myself. It has got to be something like evocation magic. Just with notes instead of words. I was sort of hoping you might be able to make some headway with it."

But apparently not.

Ah well.

Too bad.

McBish

2012-10-01, 03:32 PM

Rebonack

2012-10-01, 03:58 PM

[Abandoned Skate Park]

When in doubt set something on fire.

Always a wise plan.

Sigil laughs once more. "I tried that already, actually. No good. The flute doesn't burn and it didn't change anything. Ah well. Some things are meant to remain mysteries, right?"

Mysterious mysteries!

...

Of strange mystery!

McBish

2012-10-01, 04:12 PM

[Abandoned Skate Park]

"Weird. Oh well."

She shrugs and sets the flute down looking over each of the items in turn. She liked both the brass charm and the glass orb.

Rebonack

2012-10-01, 04:16 PM

[Abandoned Skate Park]

And now for the hard part.

Which to choose?

"You'll only be able to use one of them," Sigil cautions. "Otherwise it's possible to create some nasty feedback between the multiple foci. Using more than one focus for a spell is really tricky and not something I would suggest attempting without extensive knowledge and practice."

That's coming from personal experience.

Melding multiple types of magic together is something of Sigil's talent. And it has taken him a while to figure out how to pull it off safely.

Earl of Purple

2012-10-01, 04:29 PM

Elsewhere in the Red Zone

The three children note the Chrysalid with some surprise, and recognise a predator on at least the same level on the food chain, and probably slightly higher. So they open their mouths, revealing a large eyeball inside their jaws instead of teeth and open their eyelids, showing them to be small jaws which quickly extend on sinuous, boneless stalks. Then they hurry down the alleyway.

They aren't moving as fast as they can at the moment; they aren't aware of how fast it can move, they outnumber it, and if it follows they know the terrain better. Plus, they have good senses to use instead of sight and the alleyway is dark. There's a faint scent of rotting flesh within the alleyway, too.

McBish

2012-10-01, 05:03 PM

[Abandoned Skate Park]

Astrid looks between the two items before reaching down and picking up the glass orb. She holds it carefully in both hands.

"I like this one."

Rebonack

2012-10-01, 05:18 PM

[Abandoned Skate Park]

And thus the Phoenix Soul is chosen!

Once more Astrid will feel the sensation of being wrapped in warm, protective wings as the shadow of Theophilus once again touches her mind. Comfort, warmth, light, security. All these are things which the soul wishes to bestow upon those around it. To give to Astrid so that Astrid might give to others.

"A wise choice," the unicorn says with a nod of his head. "I'll see about getting in contact with Theophilus again. She said that if you chose the soulstone that she should like to meet you."

That would be pretty nifty, right?

Meeting a phoenix?

Morty

2012-10-01, 05:30 PM

[Red Zone - Just a Park]

The two new Chrysalids near Sophie have their eyes down, so the bullets hit and deflect from the tops of their heads. They move at their fast pace to flank Sophie while hissing.

Noah will smell multiple different trails. One thing is common between them: blood.

The Chrysalid attacking Gniewomir gets an axe shoved in its mouth. The liguid fromits mouth starts to drip down the blade as it wriggles its head while keeping up its efforts to tear off his helmet. Anatolij's sabre isn't terribly effective; while the armor is somewhat weakened by the hex, there aren't any exposed weak spots. The Chrysalids still being fired upon will take a decent number of hits until they die.

The zombies aren't slowed by SMG fire. The sapper with the shotgun manages to take down one of the zombies, but the other five are still alive. A few seconds later, they cringe and they stop shuffling. Like with the other two, they bend over backwards and blade-limbs burst from their chests. In another instant, more Chrysalids have taken the place of the zombies.

Anatolij growls and switches to his handgun. He hopes that firing point-blank will finally have some effect.
Gniewomir continues to struggle, trying to use the axe to tear the Chrysalid's lower jaw off. His helmet will be very hard to pry off.

Meanwhile, the newly born Chrysalids will be the targets of another grenade and a blast of witch-fire that's meant to cook their flesh. The witch has decided that she needs to give it her all.

Once their targets are dead, the other soldiers turn to new ones. The Chrysalids advancing on Sophia are fired upon from an assault rifle and a grenade launcher by two of the soldiers. The remaining ones turn their SMG and handgun on the newly spawned insectoids.

McBish

2012-10-01, 05:40 PM

[Abandoned Skate Park]

"That would be great, I would love to meet her."

Astrid has a giant grin on her face.

"And you are sure you are OK with me using it?"

Rebonack

2012-10-01, 05:48 PM

[Abandoned Skate Park]

The unicorn quirks an eyebrow at Astrid. Did she seriously just ask that?

"If I didn't think it would be a good idea for you to use such an object for your magic then I wouldn't have brought it with me," Sigil replies.

Well...

That makes sense.

Right?

This whole lesson is for her benefit after all.

"Unfortunately that's all the time I have available right now. When would be a good time for you to meet with me again?"

McBish

2012-10-01, 05:58 PM

[Abandoned Skate Park]

Astrid assumes the orb is worth a good deal of money and she doesn't get a lot of gifts especially one as valuable as this.

"I don't know, how about unspecified time later."

I'm sure a time will be found OOC soon enough.

"Do you want me to practice or anything before we meet up next time?"

Rebonack

2012-10-01, 06:19 PM

[Abandoned Skate Park]

It probably is!

But Sigil makes magical devices akin to the soul stone all the time. And given how many murder-hobos (adventurers) live in the Nexus there's a pretty decent market for interesting and unique artifice. Provides him with plenty of funds to pursue his own research which is, after a fashion, what these lessons are for as well.

"Alright then," the unicorn replies as he begins to gather the other trinkets into his saddle bags again. "Just try to get acquainted with her. Use your abilities through the stone and get use to her helping to guide you. Remember that any spells you're casting now are a joint effort. Farewell!"

And with that he begins trotting off toward the streets.

McBish

2012-10-01, 06:30 PM

[Abandoned Skate Park]

"OK, will do. See you later."

She waves goodbye as Sigil leaves. Then she sits down still having some time before she needs to leave. She practices summoning up flame using the orb. Seems she is eager to get started on using it.

Lex-Kat

2012-10-01, 10:03 PM

{outside of Trog's}

Caroline covers her eyes when the sticks collide. Hey!! She rubs her eyes. That hurt! she growls, now in her Catoline form.

"Gah!" No fair! A bright flash of light is the cheapest NPC trick in the book. Because it always works. ALWAYS. No one even knows why, it just does.

So long as said NPC leaves the area immediately like a ninja. Going invisible counts.

"Stupid flashes." :smallannoyed:

After waiting for her vision to clear up, Catoline looks to Vincent. Well, should we go?

Devixer

2012-10-01, 11:07 PM

[Just a Park]

Sophia breathes in, then out, ejecting the clip and sliding in a new one. "Right... NEED SOME HELP OVER HERE!"

She then raises the pistol, her eyes searching for any obvious secondary weak spot on one of the Chrysalids... then firing at it. Depending on what they do, she'll likely only have time for one shot. But like before, that shot will be delivered with utmost skill and precision.

[Just a Park]

Noah was just about to follow one of the trails of blood but instead he hears Sophia's cry for help. He isn't sure how much help he will be but he starts running over. Unfortunately he was a good distance away and probably won't be there before the Chrysalids reach her.

Elsewhere in the Red Zone

The three children note the Chrysalid with some surprise, and recognise a predator on at least the same level on the food chain, and probably slightly higher. So they open their mouths, revealing a large eyeball inside their jaws instead of teeth and open their eyelids, showing them to be small jaws which quickly extend on sinuous, boneless stalks. Then they hurry down the alleyway.

They aren't moving as fast as they can at the moment; they aren't aware of how fast it can move, they outnumber it, and if it follows they know the terrain better. Plus, they have good senses to use instead of sight and the alleyway is dark. There's a faint scent of rotting flesh within the alleyway, too.

Anatolij growls and switches to his handgun. He hopes that firing point-blank will finally have some effect.
Gniewomir continues to struggle, trying to use the axe to tear the Chrysalid's lower jaw off. His helmet will be very hard to pry off.

Meanwhile, the newly born Chrysalids will be the targets of another grenade and a blast of witch-fire that's meant to cook their flesh. The witch has decided that she needs to give it her all.

Once their targets are dead, the other soldiers turn to new ones. The Chrysalids advancing on Sophia are fired upon from an assault rifle and a grenade launcher by two of the soldiers. The remaining ones turn their SMG and handgun on the newly spawned insectoids.

[Red Zone - Just a Park]

Both of the Chrysalids near Sophie start to approach her in an almost teasingly slow manner. But one of them is hit in the back by assault rifle fire, and the other by a grenade. The one hit by the grenade is blown away and down to the ground, and it quickly starts to get up. The one hit by rifle fire isn't hurt, but turns to the source and screams at the soldier before starting a new approach

For Gniewomir, tearing off the Chrysalid's jaw will be just as hard as tearing his helmet off is for the Chrysalid. It keeps struggling and screaming, but it seems to be finally getting a bit weaker.

The SMG and handgun fire does nothing to any of the new Chrysalids, even though they're hit. The grenade is a bit more effective, but it doesn't severely wound any of the creatures. The witch's fire, fortunately, does cause one of them to cringe and scream in pain, as the magic essentially goes right through their armor.

Of the three Chrysalids who remain unharmed, one of them tries to get to Gniewomir and Anatolij, while the other two remain moving around the other bikers to flank them.

[Elsewhere in the Red Zone]

The Chrysalid almost takes some steps into the alleyway, but the smell of flesh hits its senses. The sight of mouth-eyes wasn't exactly a good thing either. It backs up - they wouldn't make good shells. It does, however, let out a low growl that the not-children should hear. The message behind it is quite clear - These are ours. Find your own.

The Bushranger

2012-10-02, 12:19 AM

[A[nother] Park]

Maurice the lemur picks his head up as Sharon speaks his new name. He doesn't seem to mind it and curls back up resting.

Angie smiles glad to see that Sharon likes the little guy, and he seems to like her as well.

"I guess he like it."

"That's good! I think he'll like the temple too." Sharon giggles, scritching Maurice's ears a little more before sighing. "It's so peaceful here."

Reinholdt

2012-10-02, 11:03 AM

{outside of Trog's}

After waiting for her vision to clear up, Catoline looks to Vincent. Well, should we go?

{outside of Trog's}

"Yeah." Vincent says, grumbling about flashes being so cheap.

"Hey... when did you change?" :smallconfused: He asks as they head out. Catoline also willing to walk with him to a quest area is new too.

Lex-Kat

2012-10-02, 12:17 PM

{Outside of Trog's}

"Yeah." Vincent says, grumbling about flashes being so cheap.

"Hey... when did you change?" :smallconfused: He asks as they head out. Catoline also willing to walk with him to a quest area is new too.

Catoline glares at Vincent. When that pipsqueek blinded us. I took over, in case he attacked us. She turns to walk away, possibly the wrong way, Come on. Let's get this over with.

Reinholdt

2012-10-02, 12:26 PM

{Outside of Trog's}

"Alright." Vincent says, falling in step.

Fortunately there is no wrong way! You just keep going until you reach one of the four town edges, and then the map becomes big and you're standing on a town. Vincent takes over from there anyways. Once you're at that point there's a wrong way, but he's not horribly concerned about it.

"You know, we haven't really had much chance to talk." Other than Catoline glaring and hating and running away.

They can reach the Hunting Grounds thread whenever you post there.

Earl of Purple

2012-10-02, 02:53 PM

Elsewhere in the Red Zone

The 'children' hiss back, meaning that the alleyway is their territory and any mortals that go through, or zombies for that matter, are theirs. Also, they aren't the ones smelling of rotting flesh; they're rather fussy, and prefer to eat only the tongue, liver and kidneys of their prey. Besides, they're already shells, sort of- each has the next generation of larvae in suspended development within their abdomen. When one is killed, the larvae awaken and eat their way out.

Zefir

2012-10-02, 03:36 PM

Reposting this as the new thread ninja'd me.

The Sitar's String

Unless he wears a I'm disgused sign Zefir can't really see it. He could feel it if magic is around him, but he couldn't say if it's a disguss or not.

"Yeah that's the only place to have such a view."

The Alexandrian

2012-10-02, 03:47 PM

[The Sitar's Strings]

And Becky appears at roughly the same time, on the opposite side of the crowd. She's wearing her usual (well, current usual) outfit, which is cut very high in the hips, just as high in the back, and rather low in the front. It probably catches a lot of attention.

Of course, the fact she's rather pale and has red eyes might also catch attention in these parts, as she leans back against the wall, one stomper-boot-clad leg tilted back as she looks across the crowd for Clarissa.

[Sitar's Strings]

Clarissa's aura of psychopathic evil switches to one of lust without fair warning! With a quick spell, her tails are cloaked and invisible to the naked human eye! She spies Becky within the minute, her eyes being, naturally, drawn to Becky given their special relationship. With a brisk bounce in her step, Clarissa attempts to kick, shove, and jostle her way to Becky, blazing a trail through an elderly couple, a little kid with a balloon, a distracted mother, a teenage punk with more than enough piercings to make his kryptonite standard refrigerator magnets everywhere, and a decrepit geriatric man with her fists and her Mighty Foot.

"I'm sooo happy to confirm you made it, lover. I thought I might've lost you in the portal for a second there."

Clarissa attempts to hug Becky warmly and hungrily kiss her on the side of her neck.

"Okay, so I was thinking we maunder into the restaurant pretending we're two friends gadding about Inside reviewing eateries for a credible, celebrated column of a local newspaper. We'll chat up the staff and improvise until, at some point, we commence sloppy make-outs and you divest me of my costume. I've a scantier costume underneath this one that will be more to your liking, I'm certain."

With that, Clarissa stops repressing her unique mix of heavenly and demonic beauty. The very act of looking at her becomes highly addictive. To touch her would be an experience well-worth dying for, and that is not an uncommon or unreasonable price to pay for such euphoria. Her voice is a siren's song! Every inch of her body is perfect. She's sublime. People within a three-foot radius of her feel the burdens of life lift from their shoulders. They feel at peace and re-energized, ready to take on the world and all of its injustice! They would be thralls to her as electrons are slaves to positive charges as if she desired them to be. She is exerting some control over their minds through the sweet-scented pheromones she's engaged, but not much. Perhaps Becky is immune to the pheromones to some extent, as Clarissa loves Becky not as a puppet but as a person and might have taken steps to ensure that she isn't intoxicated by them. But perhaps she'll be extraordinarily susceptible to them! I dunno!

The time for demonic/heavenly proliferation is upon us!

"Stigma smashing. How exactly are we to do this, Becky? What's your plan?"

UncleWolf

2012-10-02, 04:15 PM

Liquor Store

It was his third trip to the store in two days and even though he stumbled everywhere and the owner tried to get him to stop his drinking binge, Vinny stepped out of the store with another load of bottles in his arms and headed on home.

happyturtle

2012-10-02, 04:17 PM

Liquor Store

And Billie is on her way to the liquor store, as she's sober and intends to change that situation rapidly. "Vinny!" :smallsmile:

UncleWolf

2012-10-02, 04:21 PM

Liquor Store

Billie's voice causes Vinny to stumble to a stop and drop a bottle of cheap rotgut booze before he is finally able to give her a nod. "Evnin' ma'am." He says, still drunk but at the point where he's able to still comprehend things.

happyturtle

2012-10-02, 04:23 PM

Liquor Store

Billie leans in to give him a kiss. "I'm sorry about the other night, but I'm ready to make it up to you."

UncleWolf

2012-10-02, 04:32 PM

Liquor Store

"Sorry ma'am." Vinny says after the kiss and leans his forehead against hers for a moment. "The knife cut I got in the alley already got stitched up, but I dun mind if you feel like makin' it up to me some other way." He says with a mischievous smile and tipsy tone.

happyturtle

2012-10-02, 04:38 PM

Liquor Store

"Any way you like, tiger," Billie says. She takes a couple of bottles from him to keep him from dropping them, and then helps herself to a few swallows. "Just name the place."

UncleWolf

2012-10-02, 04:42 PM

Store => Vinny's Place

"My place." He tells her before leading the way. Once they're there, he sets the full bottles next to the dozen or so empty ones and pulls off his coat, showing the large bandage on his left shoulder, before looking for a glass he hadn't used. It's obvious he's been drinking for several days straight at this point.

happyturtle

2012-10-02, 04:46 PM

Vinny's Place

"You got hurt again. Maybe you should try a safer line of work." Billie says. Then she looks around. "You've been drinking alone. That's no good at all."

UncleWolf

2012-10-02, 04:53 PM

Vinny's Place

"Got hurt takin' you home, ma'am." Vinny explains. "Not you, other you." He says with a frown before shuddering and taking a long pull of a bottle before sitting down and staring at his hands for a minute. "Youse ever rip a man's jaw off fer the fun ov it, Billie?" He asks.

In all his time with her, this is likely the first time he had ever called Billie by her name instead of Ma'am.

happyturtle

2012-10-02, 05:16 PM

Vinny's Place

Billie has to think about it. "No, I don't think so. I've dislocated a jaw or two with a punch, but never torn off."

UncleWolf

2012-10-02, 05:28 PM

Shadowcaller

2012-10-02, 05:43 PM

[Lefty's]

"We'll be talking to determine her guilt and crimes." Is all the dwarf answers to that. To speed this scene along, the dwarf asks the naiad to accompany them back to the Remnant HQ where they will be talking with her at length. The elf only examines the cave. He'll leave the actual investigation to those more specialized. Soon enough they'll take Lefty and the naiad back to the HQ. They tell Saura that if they need to, they'll be in touch with her and Cessie.

Once they've left, Sakura heads over to the counter where Cessie is hiding. "Hey Cessie. They're gone now."

[Lefty's]

"Finally!" Sakura can hear Cessie's voice but will be unable to see her friend. "I thought they'd never leave so I weaved up a invisibility spell while I was waiting." So the dryad will not really be able to see the sorceress right now even if she can hear her voice.

Gullara

2012-10-02, 05:46 PM

[Lefty's]

Sakura laughs. "You do know how silly you are, right?" She leans against the counter, shaking her head. "You can come out for sure now. No one's probably gonna recognize you like that anyway."

Shadowcaller

2012-10-02, 05:55 PM

[Lefty's]

"Hmph, I'm not going to show myself like this!" The mage insists, refusing to even use the C word. "This is completely unacceptable. So undignified, we need to get back to the keep at once and pray Harnel don't see you." She still refuses to turn visible again too.

Gullara

2012-10-02, 06:21 PM

[Lefty's]

Sakura laughs again and holds out her hand. "Fine fine, you can stay invisible. But at least hold my hand so I know where you are."

Shadowcaller

2012-10-02, 06:32 PM

[Lefty's]

"It isn't even funny, just look what they done to your hair!" She exclaims before Sakura can feel her friends palm being pressed into hers. "I don't get why you are being so calm about all this, it's horrible!"

happyturtle

2012-10-02, 06:34 PM

Vinny's Place

Vinny closes his eyes for a moment before reopening them, looking quite a bit more sober than before. He apologizes right before doing so, but he goes into explaining what happened after Elaine appeared, in detail. He obviously doesn't relish what he did and seems quite a bit bothered, but at the end he growls. "They deserved it though." He adds, looking darkly at the bottle in his hands.

Billie straddles his lap and tries to meet his eyes. "Of course they did. I know that type. A bird like Elaine, they'd have eaten her for breakfast if you hadn't been there."

Gullara

2012-10-02, 06:38 PM

[Lefty's]

"Because I know you're gonna fix it. There's no reason to worry about it now since it's not actually hurting anything." She's certainly recovered from her earlier anger and fear. It sure is hard to keep her down for long.

Shadowcaller

2012-10-02, 06:41 PM

[Lefty's]

"Well, of all transformations I have suffered, this one of the worst ones." The mage replies with a shake of her invisible head as she starts heading to the keep. "It completely ruined the remainder of our night out too."

horngeek

2012-10-02, 06:46 PM

McBish

2012-10-02, 07:05 PM

[A[nother] Park]

"That's good! I think he'll like the temple too." Sharon giggles, scritching Maurice's ears a little more before sighing. "It's so peaceful here."

"It really is. You can almost forget that you are in the city. I'm glad you were able to come with me."

Angie smiles and takes Sharon's arm again and keeps walking down the path.

-----------------------------

[Red Zone - Just a Park]

Noah keeps running towards Sophia drawing closer still to her and the Chrysalids that were moving towards her, probably should reach them next post.

Gullara

2012-10-02, 08:23 PM

The Bushranger

2012-10-02, 09:46 PM

[A[nother] Park]

"It really is. You can almost forget that you are in the city. I'm glad you were able to come with me."

Angie smiles and takes Sharon's arm again and keeps walking down the path.

"So am I," Sharon says, smiling happily as she goes with Angie down the path. A couple of turduckens bobbing on a pond nearby.

***

[Sitar's Strings]

Clarissa's aura of psychopathic evil switches to one of lust without fair warning! With a quick spell, her tails are cloaked and invisible to the naked human eye! She spies Becky within the minute, her eyes being, naturally, drawn to Becky given their special relationship. With a brisk bounce in her step, Clarissa attempts to kick, shove, and jostle her way to Becky, blazing a trail through an elderly couple, a little kid with a balloon, a distracted mother, a teenage punk with more than enough piercings to make his kryptonite standard refrigerator magnets everywhere, and a decrepit geriatric man with her fists and her Mighty Foot.

"I'm sooo happy to confirm you made it, lover. I thought I might've lost you in the portal for a second there."

Clarissa attempts to hug Becky warmly and hungrily kiss her on the side of her neck.

"Okay, so I was thinking we maunder into the restaurant pretending we're two friends gadding about Inside reviewing eateries for a credible, celebrated column of a local newspaper. We'll chat up the staff and improvise until, at some point, we commence sloppy make-outs and you divest me of my costume. I've a scantier costume underneath this one that will be more to your liking, I'm certain."

With that, Clarissa stops repressing her unique mix of heavenly and demonic beauty. The very act of looking at her becomes highly addictive. To touch her would be an experience well-worth dying for, and that is not an uncommon or unreasonable price to pay for such euphoria. Her voice is a siren's song! Every inch of her body is perfect. She's sublime. People within a three-foot radius of her feel the burdens of life lift from their shoulders. They feel at peace and re-energized, ready to take on the world and all of its injustice! They would be thralls to her as electrons are slaves to positive charges as if she desired them to be. She is exerting some control over their minds through the sweet-scented pheromones she's engaged, but not much. Perhaps Becky is immune to the pheromones to some extent, as Clarissa loves Becky not as a puppet but as a person and might have taken steps to ensure that she isn't intoxicated by them. But perhaps she'll be extraordinarily susceptible to them! I dunno!

The time for demonic/heavenly proliferation is upon us!

"Stigma smashing. How exactly are we to do this, Becky? What's your plan?"

Becky sighs in delight as Clarissa's aura takes hold. She might be somewhat resistiant, given her time spent around the Mask Temple, but she certainly has what few inhibitions she had stripped away!

"I can't wait to see the costrume...and plan? Well your plan sounds as wonderful as any, Clarissa dear," the barely-clad shadowmancer purrs, nibbling at her companion/friend/lover's neck!

McBish

2012-10-02, 10:51 PM

[A[nother] Park]

I am not entirely sure how a live turducken would work so instead I imagine several fully cooked turduckens floating there in that pond.

"So have I told you that I am rich now?"

Jacklu

2012-10-02, 10:51 PM

[Sitar's Strings]

The door swings open ominously. A foot adorned with a worn cowboy boot steps in. The floor creaks and dust puffs into the air. Another booted foot follows. The door swings close once more. Above the boots are faded jeans, knees sporting torn holes. A belt with a wide buckle holds them up. A flannel button down shirt is tucked neatly into the pants. Topping the newcomer is a ten gallon hat, tilted low to obscure their face. A long stem of grass shifts from one side to the other as the stranger shifts it from left to right in their mouth.

Which one of you dirty dogs shot my Pa?

....

No.

Hey, wait! I was just goofing around.

No. No no no. I was going to introduce a really cool character. They had a magic lasso and everything.

Yeah, I saw that guy. They were kinda stupid, actually. Besides, I've always wanted to make that entrance. The camera pan was great, right?

....

*sigh*

Besides, I'm boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo- *gasps*ooooooooooooooooooooooooooored.

Fine. Okay. Fine.

Yay!

Latalla looks around the Sitar, having stood there for a few minutes inexplicably talking to herself. She rotates her outfit back to her traditional adventurer's garb. She ponders her hat before rotating it to her trusted worn fedora. She looks human. Blue eyes, blond hair, big smile, all the right number of limbs and such. Not much to say about her inhumanly cheerful disposition, though.

She looks around excitedly.

I've never been in here before.

She grins, looks for a victim RP partner person to talk to.

The Alexandrian

2012-10-02, 10:55 PM

[Sitar's Strings]

'S a shame that Clarissa is afraid of cranking romance up to the next level with Becky and Dave. She's killed people with divine curtains on purpose or when she's been careless on multiple occasions so she moderates romance with lovers she wants to live (more or less).

Becky would have so much more fun with Clarissa if Clarissa didn't care for her or her company as much as she does! :smalltongue:

"I'm supposed to save this for the show, but here's something for you in advance."

Clarissa whispers into Becky's ear, attempting to reciprocate Becky's affections in full by kissing Becky once more and attempting to trace little circles on the other side of Becky's neck.

She'll attempt to break off from the romantic displays seconds later, strolling up to the door of the Sitar's Strings and attempting to hold it open for Becky to pass through. Because seeing Becky strut through the door will make holding the door totally worth it.

DoomITP

2012-10-02, 11:43 PM

The Red Zone Inside

A well armed man, grizzled with age and a guarded expression can be noticed walking down the streets.

Jacklu

2012-10-03, 12:29 AM

Sitar's Strings

....so then I said to him, "you can have this treasure over my dead body" which was pretty funny because I was, like, cut right in two at the time, right? So anyways, I totally kicked his butt and he got all grumpy about it, but orcs, amiright?

The NPC she is talking to was trying to enjoy a salad. They glance around the room, trying to spot somebody to come to their aid.

Good gods, somebody intervene before she starts telling her "bear story".

Oooh! That is a good one. So, I'm walking through the woods one day when I see this big shaggy something down by the river. And I think to myself, how much shag does something have to have before you can call it shaggy? So I walk right down there and.....

The NPC faceplants into their Ceasar salad, all hope of rescue lost.

Shadowcaller

2012-10-06, 05:17 AM

[Lefty's]

"Yeah, I know. On the bright side, we get to see Cora and Bastion." Sakura aims a silly grin Cessie's way. "I haven't seen them in like, days!" Babies clearly make everything better. :smalltongue:

[Lefty's==>Streets]

"We're not seeing the babies until I can turn us back, besides, they're probably sleeping at this point." The sorceress wasn't enjoying motherhood quite as much as the dryad. With all the screaming it could be a great relief when the twins were finally asleep. She knew it could only get better with the years though, at least until their teens...

Gullara

2012-10-06, 12:47 PM

[Streets]

"Aw. Well maybe if I'm lucky they'll be up while I'm there." Sakura replies. Only if they're not screaming of course. She knows how hard that can be, and it can only be worse with twins.

Shadowcaller

2012-10-06, 01:41 PM

[Streets]

The sorceress shakes her head, "You were really the one that was supposed to have twins of us." She states with a faint smile.

The Alexandrian

2012-10-06, 02:02 PM

[Red Zone - Dodgy Blind Alley]

Her day had been terrible. The store she was employed at was robbed. Her school was shut down due to a mutant infestation. She had to skip lunch because someone had burned down the restaurant she always fed at.

And to top it all off, now she was late!

A panting, young girl sprints round a corner into a sketchy back-alley in a particularly run-down neighborhood of the Red Zone. She's late. The sun is beginning to set. As it slowly rolls over the horizon, there's only one thing on her mind.

She must reach her home. Her little flat with eight locks and barred windows. It's late. And when the light is vanquished the criminals come out to play and the monsters openly hunt whatever luckless victim stirs on the streets. The stars don't even shine on this section of the city. Or the moon. Every night the sky promises eternal darkness until the sun overthrows the treacherous shade and reclaims its throne, sending the monsters back to the hell they crawled out of.

For twelve hours at the most.

The girl is a fair-skinned maiden, no older than sixteen. Her body hasn't quite reached maturation as of yet. It is slightly underdeveloped. Her figure is lean. It is obvious that she will grow to be quite a gorgeous woman. Her hair is of a chocolate tone. It is as soft as velvet, as is her skin. Her eyes, clouded glades of muddy water, and her gaze appear to be boring straight though the objects she beholds rather than only capturing one of their faces at time. Her lips are redder and more intense than blood.

Hanging from her work bag, a patchwork rabbit is tied by the arm. It sways to and fro, black button eyes sewn onto its battered, dirty face by a mere thread. There's an abnormally...alien...look to it.

She constantly has a very...depressed...air about her. She drowns in melancholy. She is not at all as merry as a girl her age should rightly be.

She's a hybrid. She once was human. Now she's something more. Something much, much more.

And that's when she identifies it.

A brick wall blocking the road forward. This detour wasted more time than it saved! Maybe she can blast through it! But if that fails, she'll be that much closer to her demise...

"Dang!"

She sighs as she takes a moment to breathe and think. She could scale the wall! Yes! That's how she'll pull this off!

In a flash, she's hopping atop garbage cans, bounding up walls and vaulting over the railing of a fire escape. With a running start, she leaps off of the fire escape, aiming for a point high above the wall she is determined to overcome. She clears the wall, crashing to the ground, her tumble cushioned by bags of shredded paper below her.

Outstanding! She's that much closer to her flat. That much closer to her salva-

"Hello? What have we here?"

Oh gods. Oh gods. She's out of the frying pan and into the fire.

She's landed in the middle of five gang members. Their shirts are of the same hue. They've baggy pants. Two of them are armed with assault rifles and one with an rpg.

This... This is bad!

"Please don't hurt me!"

"Haha! Why'd we run around doing anythin' like that fer? Undamaged goods of fine quality fetch a high price in the slave market."

As if tonight couldn't get any worse...

Murkus

2012-10-06, 02:12 PM

Aegis Vaults

Eh, collateral schmateral. A hero's job is to see that lives are saved and villains vanquished, time nicked and schemes foiled, not worry about the few million dollars worth of property damage he might cause along the way.:smalltongue:

With a mighty CLONK the robot takes a sonic kick to the chest, pounding a foot shaped dent into it's metal hide and causing sparks to burst from it's joints. In counter-attack the droid flails at the doctor, swinging it's stretchy metal arm about like a whip and trying to smack him across the room. Only it's left arm though. Whatever delicate machinery the doc crunched must have controlled it's right, which now trails uselessly on the ground.

And on the other side of the corridor, Divebomb's bombing dive might be interrupted! The ghostly bandit has finally regained control of his puppet, using the possessed bank director to activate one of the vault's many defenses! In front of Gelley, glowing blue lines leap from wall to wall, forming a net of solid light right in her path!

If Divebomb is quick and agile she might be able to get through without touching the lines, but if she does, they'll cling like death itself and give her a nasty electric shock to boot, the voltage starting out fairly low but continuously ramping up until she ceases to move or somehow disables them.

Aegis Vaults

Doctor Decibel shouts a warning to Divebomb!

"It's a trap!"

Before POW! happens cause the Doctor wasn't paying attention to the flailing arm. It's his own fault for having tunnel vision when it comes to these things really. Whoosh, clang! Fortunately the nature of smacking into a metal bank wall creates strong sonic vibrations that the Doctor uses through pseudo not even science to create a shield to soften the blow. Not that it keeps it from hurting, but it keeps it from being overly lethal. It'd be a grimdark comic indeed if he died from a single room toss.

Doctor Decibel chooses to spend this turn getting back on his feet, head ringing.

Decibel's warning not only serves to annoy Gelley, it likely saves her life. The heroine's eyes widen as the light forms, and her thrusters flip to reverse position. In a blast of blue fire, she loses all momentum, grinding on the metal floor before stopping just inches from the barrier.

Too slow. She'd been too slow. Can't hesitate like that again. For now, she contents herself with picking up a nearby robot corpse and tossing it at the hardlight grid.

[Temple of Splendours]

Shrike chuckles, putting her arm around Fettina and wriggling against her side. A little. "...well, I'll give you chocolate. Or even better: fudge. Mmmm." The Exalt's eyes sparkle in delight at the thought of that. "And I can't drown. Dodge Charms." She winks.

...yes, she can dodge drowning. This is what Exalts do!

Temple of Splendours

"You can only swim through butter when it's molten, otherwise you're walking on it. Chocolate might be good for swimming, though. I'm not too familiar with the stuff." She's from a Medieval-ish type world with some technologies from further forward and others are stuck slightly behind. There's the compass and telescopes, but no gunpowder although some of the large frigates closely resemble those from the Golden Age of Piracy. Meanwhile, some cultures use iron, bronze or even stone weaponry, whilst others use glass.

"We really oughta organize one of these things," Tina says to the girls, smirking. "Not like I haven't got money to burn. You think the Council would mind if we turned GloG's lake chocolate for a day? Y'know, without killin' everything in it?" There's gotta be magic for that.

Gullara

2012-10-06, 02:13 PM

[Streets]

Sakura laughs. "Think of it this way. Since you only want a couple kids anyway, it saves you the trouble of having to be pregnant more. I guess it woulda been a time saver for me too, but something tells me I don't mind being pregnant as much as you."

Devixer

2012-10-06, 02:14 PM

[Red Zone - Dodgy Blind Alley]

Any of the people in the alley may hear the screams of a fleeing horde. They may also hear the scittering of a creature sniffing out its prey.

DoomITP

2012-10-06, 02:27 PM

The Bushranger

2012-10-06, 02:28 PM

((It's alive! It's Alive!! IT'SSSS ALLLIVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!)

[A[nother] Park]

I am not entirely sure how a live turducken would work so instead I imagine several fully cooked turduckens floating there in that pond.

"So have I told you that I am rich now?"

Well, there is a character I have (who I keep forgetting I have) who is a turducken rancher. But the image of delicious turduckens bobbing on the waves is just too funny...

Sharon is distracted from the poultry by Angie's comment, and she double-takes.
"W-what? No, you didn't. How'd that happen?" she asks, grinning, happy for her friend.

***

[Sitar's Strings]

'S a shame that Clarissa is afraid of cranking romance up to the next level with Becky and Dave. She's killed people with divine curtains on purpose or when she's been careless on multiple occasions so she moderates romance with lovers she wants to live (more or less).

Becky would have so much more fun with Clarissa if Clarissa didn't care for her or her company as much as she does! :smalltongue:

"I'm supposed to save this for the show, but here's something for you in advance."

Clarissa whispers into Becky's ear, attempting to reciprocate Becky's affections in full by kissing Becky once more and attempting to trace little circles on the other side of Becky's neck.

She'll attempt to break off from the romantic displays seconds later, strolling up to the door of the Sitar's Strings and attempting to hold it open for Becky to pass through. Because seeing Becky strut through the door will make holding the door totally worth it.

Yes, yes Becky would. :smallamused: :smalltongue:
The shadowmancer shivers in telight at the soft caresses, nearly tackling Clarissa then and there and completely forgetting their goal. But she manages to contain herself (Yes, Becky did contain herself. Try not to faint.) and, with a wink to Clarissa, does indeed strut through the door.

The image of her stepping inside, with her raven-black hair, red eyes, pale skin, barely-there bodysuit (especially barely-there in the lower back) and incongruous knee-high stomping boots is one that no doubt makes an impression...

****

[Temple of Splendours]

Shrike laughs at Tina, grinning ear to ear.
"Have I told you that I like the way you think, girl? Don't think we could do GLoG's lake, though. Safe change or not, the mermaid who lives in it might get a little pissy. Plus, y'know, there's a lot of kids around there."

Make the kind of stuff youShrike wouldn't mind doing in a lake of chocolate fudge somewhat awkward. Or even inadvisable.

"I do know of some nice secluded ponds and lakes and hot springs though," the Exalt purrs, wriggling her eyebrows.

Shadowcaller

2012-10-06, 02:41 PM

[Streets]

"That thought have actually hit me." Cessie replies cheerfully, Sakura's laugh managing to distract her from her distress. "Though I doubt it will stop Harnel from asking me of another child in a year or two anyway."

Gullara

2012-10-06, 02:57 PM

[Streets]

"Oh, I bet Harnel could be plenty happy compromising with you about it. And maybe you'll change your mind sometime." Sakura glances at where Cessie is out of the corner of her eye. "And besides, my kids in a year or two need playmates." She giggles.

Morty

2012-10-06, 03:18 PM

[Red Zone - Just a Park]

Both of the Chrysalids near Sophie start to approach her in an almost teasingly slow manner. But one of them is hit in the back by assault rifle fire, and the other by a grenade. The one hit by the grenade is blown away and down to the ground, and it quickly starts to get up. The one hit by rifle fire isn't hurt, but turns to the source and screams at the soldier before starting a new approach

For Gniewomir, tearing off the Chrysalid's jaw will be just as hard as tearing his helmet off is for the Chrysalid. It keeps struggling and screaming, but it seems to be finally getting a bit weaker.

The SMG and handgun fire does nothing to any of the new Chrysalids, even though they're hit. The grenade is a bit more effective, but it doesn't severely wound any of the creatures. The witch's fire, fortunately, does cause one of them to cringe and scream in pain, as the magic essentially goes right through their armor.

Of the three Chrysalids who remain unharmed, one of them tries to get to Gniewomir and Anatolij, while the other two remain moving around the other bikers to flank them.

The bikers use their communicators to call for support. Those things will need heavy weapons to bring them down.

Two of them rush towards the Chrysalids approaching Sophia. They try to draw their attention and give her time to retreat.

Gniewomir, sensing his enemy's weakness, redoubles his efforts as a surge of divine power goes through him. His whole body is sheathed in Svarog's fire.

Anatolij drives towards the approaching Chrysalid, only to retreat at the last moment. Right now, they need to keep them occupied until support arrives.

Shadowcaller

2012-10-06, 03:38 PM

[Streets]

"I can't say I won't change my mind considering I originally considered not having children at all but until then I think your horde of children have to do with Bastion and Cora. We can't all be mothers of the year can we?"

The Alexandrian

2012-10-06, 03:53 PM

Dodgy Blind Alley

Alder watched the scene from a safe distance, his grizzled features hardened into a scowl and he drew one of his many pistols and leveled it at the first gang member who was armed.

I dunno if you boys want to keep that up. Might not be healthy.

His voice was calm, but the intimidating aspect of it was his eyes, they said that he could and would shoot each and every one of them before any one of the gang members could fire a shot.

[Red Zone - Dodgy Blind Alley]

Any of the people in the alley may hear the screams of a fleeing horde. They may also hear the scittering of a creature sniffing out its prey.

[Red Zone - Dodgy Blind Alley]

Skittering is generally a quieter sound effect, pretty easy to miss when there's so much action already going on centerstage! And screaming? That's not out of the ordinary in this neighborhood.

When Alder intervenes, a seemingly unarmed gangsta points at him.

"This ain't none of yo business, old man. Why don't ya holster your weapon, limp home, and eat your bran flakes 'n watch yourself some black-and-white tv. Now go on before you're old and cripple. Scram!"

The gang laughs at Alder as the two riflemen raise their guns in response to the leveling of his pistol. They don't train their guns on him just yet. They think he's a funny-man with no spine.

And so they underestimate their enemy...

DoomITP

2012-10-06, 04:18 PM

Dodgy Blind Alley

Alder fires his pistol once at each of the armed gang members, each shot aimed at their center body masses. Before the sound of the final shot ends Alder has pointed his pistol at the remaining unarmed men.

I figure your day will end a whole lot better if you let the young lady go.

Gullara

2012-10-06, 04:33 PM

[Streets]

Sakura grins at Cessie. "I don't know about mother of the year, but I do my best." Even so, it sure feels good to hear Cessie say that. "We still don't really know how many kids we want. I just know I want more. We'll just figure it out as we go."

Shadowcaller

2012-10-06, 04:45 PM

[Streets]

"Why do you want so many of them exactly? Aren't you afraid some of them might start feeling left out?" That had happened to her. "I remember that my mother barely talked to me while she were alive."

happyturtle

2012-10-06, 04:45 PM

The Sitar's Strings

Sitar's Strings

....so then I said to him, "you can have this treasure over my dead body" which was pretty funny because I was, like, cut right in two at the time, right? So anyways, I totally kicked his butt and he got all grumpy about it, but orcs, amiright?

The NPC she is talking to was trying to enjoy a salad. They glance around the room, trying to spot somebody to come to their aid.

Good gods, somebody intervene before she starts telling her "bear story".

Oooh! That is a good one. So, I'm walking through the woods one day when I see this big shaggy something down by the river. And I think to myself, how much shag does something have to have before you can call it shaggy? So I walk right down there and.....

The NPC faceplants into their Ceasar salad, all hope of rescue lost.

"Ma'am, please take a seat and stop disturbing the other customers," Emily, the teenage waitress, begs Latella.

[Sitar's Strings]

'S a shame that Clarissa is afraid of cranking romance up to the next level with Becky and Dave. She's killed people with divine curtains on purpose or when she's been careless on multiple occasions so she moderates romance with lovers she wants to live (more or less).

Becky would have so much more fun with Clarissa if Clarissa didn't care for her or her company as much as she does! :smalltongue:

"I'm supposed to save this for the show, but here's something for you in advance."

Clarissa whispers into Becky's ear, attempting to reciprocate Becky's affections in full by kissing Becky once more and attempting to trace little circles on the other side of Becky's neck.

She'll attempt to break off from the romantic displays seconds later, strolling up to the door of the Sitar's Strings and attempting to hold it open for Becky to pass through. Because seeing Becky strut through the door will make holding the door totally worth it.

((It's alive! It's Alive!! IT'SSSS ALLLIVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!)

[A[nother] Park]

Well, there is a character I have (who I keep forgetting I have) who is a turducken rancher. But the image of delicious turduckens bobbing on the waves is just too funny...

Sharon is distracted from the poultry by Angie's comment, and she double-takes.
"W-what? No, you didn't. How'd that happen?" she asks, grinning, happy for her friend.

***

[Sitar's Strings]

Yes, yes Becky would. :smallamused: :smalltongue:
The shadowmancer shivers in telight at the soft caresses, nearly tackling Clarissa then and there and completely forgetting their goal. But she manages to contain herself (Yes, Becky did contain herself. Try not to faint.) and, with a wink to Clarissa, does indeed strut through the door.

The image of her stepping inside, with her raven-black hair, red eyes, pale skin, barely-there bodysuit (especially barely-there in the lower back) and incongruous knee-high stomping boots is one that no doubt makes an impression...

The pimply faced boy waiter goes to the door, and just kind of stands and ogles Becky. He remembers something about having to ask non-humans to leave, but... cleavage.......
......
.........

Earl of Purple

2012-10-06, 05:08 PM

The Sitar's Strings

When 'Ekkehard' sees Emily, he smiles. If she looks his way, he'll give a small wave to acknowledge that he's seen her.

Also, I thought that Clarissa and Becky were both visually identical to a normal human- no funny coloured skin, extraneous appendages, overly large dentures, strangely shaped ears or any similar differences.

Elsewhere in the Red Zone

The 'children' hiss back, meaning that the alleyway is their territory and any mortals that go through, or zombies for that matter, are theirs. Also, they aren't the ones smelling of rotting flesh; they're rather fussy, and prefer to eat only the tongue, liver and kidneys of their prey. Besides, they're already shells, sort of- each has the next generation of larvae in suspended development within their abdomen. When one is killed, the larvae awaken and eat their way out.
I think this was missed...

The Temple of Splendours

"There's a mermaid in the lake? Huh, I don't think I've met her. Regardless, I must suggest we use another lake or pond- I live there too, after all, and I can't see how you'll take everything out without killing it and that's my food." Myrim's surprised about the discovery of the mermaid, as she was completely unaware of her presence.

Mindfreak

2012-10-06, 05:14 PM

The Sitar's Strings
Having been playing the same background music for a while now, Treb continues playing!
He figures it'd be best to keep it simple.

---

An Alleyway
A man is panting above another's body, holding a bloody blade in his hand.
((Interaction please!))

McBish

2012-10-06, 06:15 PM

[A[nother] Park]

Well, there is a character I have (who I keep forgetting I have) who is a turducken rancher. But the image of delicious turduckens bobbing on the waves is just too funny...

Sharon is distracted from the poultry by Angie's comment, and she double-takes.
"W-what? No, you didn't. How'd that happen?" she asks, grinning, happy for her friend.

"Well someone finnallly tracked me down to give me my grandpa's fortune. Which I didn't know he had when I was a kid. He was an adventurer for years. Apparently some friends of his had been taking care of it, helping it grow for years."

Anige shrugs. She had been happy to hear she was getting an inhertiance from her grandfather, but disspaointed when it turned out to be only money. She had hoped for something with more sentimental value.

The Alexandrian

2012-10-06, 08:13 PM

[Sitar's Strings]

The couple doesn't strike me as physically inhuman, yes. The existence of eye color-altering contacts and vehement gothic flair would lead me to hypothesize that Becky is human with stylistic preferences matching those of a goth. And Clarissa is disguised, with theatrical verve, as a human policewoman. Her tails are cloaked and a simple illusion has been cast that restores a quasi-human quality to her mouth. Granted, their auras may speak volumes for their true natures, if Becky has one or someone is acutely sensitive to Clarissa's.

But nevermind that! The play must go on!

A smiling Clarissa sways into the restaurant, blowing a bubble with her gum as she advances. She attempts to hug Becky and run her hands down to the base of Becky's spine as she pauses beside her friend. Clarissa additionally attempts to greet her with a devoted kiss. An impassioned kiss that might transfer the minty wad of gum she was chewing into Becky's ownership.

"I apologize for my tardiness, my love. They held me up with a debriefing, and you know how merciless and monotonous those are. So here I am, so late I haven't even had time to change into an evening dress! I just...I couldn't wait to see you, y'know."

Jacklu

2012-10-06, 09:33 PM

Sitar's Strings

Latalla blinks a few times.

Did anyone else just notice the universe blink off for a few days? Anyone?

She turns to the waitress.

I mean, surely you felt that, right?

Gullara

2012-10-06, 11:10 PM

[Streets]

Sakura gives Cessie a sad look and shakes her head. "I wouldn't let that happen. I just look at Laela's little, smiling face, and I know I want..." She pauses, looking for the words. "More of that. I love her more than anything, and I guess I have a lot more love to give." She smiles to herself, looking off down the street.

Devixer

2012-10-06, 11:15 PM

Sophia (not Sophie, Sophia) raises her pistol, searching for any weak spots, while drawing a large combat knife...

[Red Zone - Just a Park]

Noah keeps running towards Sophia drawing closer still to her and the Chrysalids that were moving towards her, probably should reach them next post.

The bikers use their communicators to call for support. Those things will need heavy weapons to bring them down.

Two of them rush towards the Chrysalids approaching Sophia. They try to draw their attention and give her time to retreat.

Gniewomir, sensing his enemy's weakness, redoubles his efforts as a surge of divine power goes through him. His whole body is sheathed in Svarog's fire.

Anatolij drives towards the approaching Chrysalid, only to retreat at the last moment. Right now, they need to keep them occupied until support arrives.
[Red Zone - Just a Park]

The Chrysalids near Sophia are successfully distracted by the two bikers. They turn their heads, and then the rest of their bodies and let out a scream before starting their approach.

The Chrysalid grappling Gniewomir is engulfed in flame. It screams in pain, and in a last ditch effort to cause damage, vomits up its poisonous spit, trying to get it on him. His power armor will more than likely protect him.

The other Chrysalids stay with a cautious approach, unsure why some of the bikers are riding away now. A couple of them break off, trying to get into the rest of the Red Zone.

Elsewhere in the Red Zone

The 'children' hiss back, meaning that the alleyway is their territory and any mortals that go through, or zombies for that matter, are theirs. Also, they aren't the ones smelling of rotting flesh; they're rather fussy, and prefer to eat only the tongue, liver and kidneys of their prey. Besides, they're already shells, sort of- each has the next generation of larvae in suspended development within their abdomen. When one is killed, the larvae awaken and eat their way out.

The Chrysalid crouches low and growls again, before moving away from the alley to join the rest of its group.

[Dodgy Blind Alley]

If they can't hear the skittering, then the people in the alley may hear the low hiss of a Chrysalid slowly moving in front of the alley's entrance. A viscous fluid drips from its jaws as it eyes each of its prey.

[An Alley]

The man may hear a pittering noise on the rooftops above him.

Zefir

2012-10-07, 03:36 AM

((This mights got missed ))

The Sitar's String

Unless he wears a I'm disgused sign Zefir can't really see it. He could feel it if magic is around him, but he couldn't say if it's a disguss or not.

"Yeah that's the only place to have such a view."

The Sitar's String

Zefir takes a look around. The woman coming first act's strange. Even thought he only heard part of the story. Maybe she is insane? Well the nexus itself is insane so maybe this is ok.

And then Becky and Clarissa entered. At first Zefir wasn't aware who they are, but as Clarissa spoke up he remembers the voice. He tries to stay calm and may obviously avoid looking at Clarissa.

An Alleyway

At the entrance stands a giant stone scorpion, looking into the alley. He can't make out what happens there he just hears the panting.

"All right?" he asks into the alley.

Shadowcaller

2012-10-07, 08:46 AM

[Streets]

"Yes, I understand what you mean." Cessie replies with an literary invisible nod. "For me Cora and Bastion feel enough however. I'm not sure I could have time for many more with my new position at watch and everything else I have planned."

Gullara

2012-10-07, 09:58 AM

Mindfreak

2012-10-07, 10:21 AM

An Alleyway
The man ignores any and all sounds as he goes to work on the body.
Taking the blade in hand he stabs it deep into the man's chest, causing the man to start to shrivel and wrinkle.
"Yes my lord...drink...drink!"

---

Landing Zone
Dun duuuuuuun dun dun dun duuuuuuun...
Dun dun dun dun dun dun.
A ship of Alterian make is landing!

Beans

2012-10-07, 10:29 AM

[Landing Zone]
When the boarding ramp opens down, a girl comes out. Ram-like spiral horns in orange and flat-gold eyes contrast with her dull black hair and concrete-grey skin; similarly dull are her black top and pants, her umber jacket and kama (it's a Star Wars EU term but it sounds better than "buttcape", which it is).
She glances back up the ramp into the hold of the craft.

Mindfreak

2012-10-07, 11:06 AM

Landing Zone
Ayakan, a Alternian girl with short horns, a black shirt, and clown pants comes down the ramp.
The pants are new.
Oh, and by coming down I mean she has tripped and is tumbling down.
Rubbing her head she stood back up.
"Ow..."
She blinked at her friend.
"So...yeah, we need more supplies, man. Specifically more supor slime. I'm down to my last pie." she said with a smile, looking at her friend with glazed over eyes.

Beans

2012-10-07, 11:08 AM

[Landing Zone]
Cacida sighs.
We'll have to get you pants you can stop falling over in as well... I'll work on getting you more sopor slime.
For now, let's figure out where to stay.

Mindfreak

2012-10-07, 12:10 PM

Landing Zone
"Sounds good, Sis!"
Ayakan will proceed to look around.
"I have no idea where we'll find a hive around here though..."

Beans

2012-10-07, 12:14 PM

[Landing Zone]
We may have to find a place to dump our sylladexes in, a sub-basement or something that nobody cares about... hopefully they accept payment in what caegars and dekacaegars we have...
((Assuming troll currency has higher denominations than caegars.))
Cacida frowns.

Mindfreak

2012-10-07, 12:40 PM

Landing Zone
Ayakan just stares at Cacida.
She's quite high right now on supor slime.
"Deka-whatsists?"

Beans

2012-10-07, 12:45 PM

[Landing Zone]
She manages to avoid facepalming, but only with effort.
Our planet's money, dear... come on.
She reaches to take her younger friend's hand, looking to head off in search of somewhere to live.

happyturtle

2012-10-07, 03:24 PM

The Sitar's Strings

[Sitar's Strings]

The couple doesn't strike me as physically inhuman, yes. The existence of eye color-altering contacts and vehement gothic flair would lead me to hypothesize that Becky is human with stylistic preferences matching those of a goth. And Clarissa is disguised, with theatrical verve, as a human policewoman. Her tails are cloaked and a simple illusion has been cast that restores a quasi-human quality to her mouth. Granted, their auras may speak volumes for their true natures, if Becky has one or someone is acutely sensitive to Clarissa's.

But nevermind that! The play must go on!

A smiling Clarissa sways into the restaurant, blowing a bubble with her gum as she advances. She attempts to hug Becky and run her hands down to the base of Becky's spine as she pauses beside her friend. Clarissa additionally attempts to greet her with a devoted kiss. An impassioned kiss that might transfer the minty wad of gum she was chewing into Becky's ownership.

"I apologize for my tardiness, my love. They held me up with a debriefing, and you know how merciless and monotonous those are. So here I am, so late I haven't even had time to change into an evening dress! I just...I couldn't wait to see you, y'know."

Red eyes are generally associated with vampirism or demon heritage. People who want to use inhuman characteristics as fashion will have to prove their humanity to get into Sitar's Strings.

Unless they are two impossibly smoking hot women and the waiter attending the door is a teenage boy. :smalltongue:

At any rate, the teenage boy waiter is still speechlessly ogling Becky.

((Tag: BR))

Sitar's Strings

Latalla blinks a few times.

Did anyone else just notice the universe blink off for a few days? Anyone?

She turns to the waitress.

I mean, surely you felt that, right?

Emily blinks back. "Er, no? Can you please take a seat? I can offer you a window seat, a seat at the bar, or a traditional shadowy corner."

A seat at the bar will place Latella with Zefir, Earl's character whose name I forgot, and the npc Kareem.

((This mights got missed ))

The Sitar's String

Zefir takes a look around. The woman coming first act's strange. Even thought he only heard part of the story. Maybe she is insane? Well the nexus itself is insane so maybe this is ok.

And then Becky and Clarissa entered. At first Zefir wasn't aware who they are, but as Clarissa spoke up he remembers the voice. He tries to stay calm and may obviously avoid looking at Clarissa.

An Alleyway

At the entrance stands a giant stone scorpion, looking into the alley. He can't make out what happens there he just hears the panting.

"All right?" he asks into the alley.

((Tag: Earl))

Earl of Purple

2012-10-07, 04:07 PM

The Sitar's Strings

((Sorry Zefir; I did indeed miss that post.))

"I wish there were more places that were human-only. Just for the variety; I'd still come here most often." If Latella arrives, he nods slightly.

((His name is Ekkehard Ohtheresson, or Blagzrukel if one knows his true identity as a Glabrezu demon permanently polymorphed.))

Elsewhere in the Red Zone

When the Chrysalid moves on, the three 'children', with mouths and eyes open, will approach the ex-zombie. They'll check how fresh and intact it is before they do anything else. Hopefully the tongue, eyes and liver are all present.

An Alley

A child is here, watching the murderer and his knife stab the corpse. They appear to be about eight and is an almost baseline human girl with dark, purple-tinged skin, long blonde hair that hangs down in slightly twitching dreadlocks to her waist. She is keeping here eyes closed, yet seems perfectly aware of what is going on in the alleyway.

Morty

2012-10-07, 06:04 PM

[Red Zone - Just a Park]

The Chrysalids near Sophia are successfully distracted by the two bikers. They turn their heads, and then the rest of their bodies and let out a scream before starting their approach.

The Chrysalid grappling Gniewomir is engulfed in flame. It screams in pain, and in a last ditch effort to cause damage, vomits up its poisonous spit, trying to get it on him. His power armor will more than likely protect him.

The other Chrysalids stay with a cautious approach, unsure why some of the bikers are riding away now. A couple of them break off, trying to get into the rest of the Red Zone.

Gniewomir will try to throw the Chrysalid off of him. His armor will indeed protect him from the spit.

The other bikers will try to keep the Chrysalids focused on them. Two of them will drive around the ones heading off, trying to corral them back to the park. One of the bikers drives off, intend on getting into position far away from the park, from where he can snipe.

Backup will arrive next post.

Mindfreak

2012-10-07, 06:11 PM

Landing Pad
Ayakan is grabbed by the hand!
She will follow her friend anywhere!

---

An Alleyway
The man removes the blade from his victim who's now drained.
"Will you rise now, my lord? Has your appetite been sufficiently...wetted?"
Cue the Chrysalid and scary child to do something!

UncleWolf

2012-10-07, 06:13 PM

Billie straddles his lap and tries to meet his eyes. "Of course they did. I know that type. A bird like Elaine, they'd have eaten her for breakfast if you hadn't been there."

Vinny's Place

Vinny meets her eyes and looks like he's about to say something for a moment before he decides better and just finishes the bottle in his hand and tosses it aside, into the cheap metal bin he uses for a trash can. He'll lean up to kiss Billie hungrily for a moment before breaking off and pulling out a letter from his pocket, showing it to her. "For after." He explains after setting it on the endtable and going back to trying to kiss her.

Beans

2012-10-07, 06:14 PM

[Streets]
They'll be wandering the streets a while before they find a suitable building.

happyturtle

2012-10-07, 06:19 PM

Vinny's Place

Vinny meets her eyes and looks like he's about to say something for a moment before he decides better and just finishes the bottle in his hand and tosses it aside, into the cheap metal bin he uses for a trash can. He'll lean up to kiss Billie hungrily for a moment before breaking off and pulling out a letter from his pocket, showing it to her. "For after." He explains after setting it on the endtable and going back to trying to kiss her.

Billie doesn't hesitate to take hold of Vinny and carry on what he's started. She only takes care to make sure a bottle is nearby. She's still sober when the curtain starts, but by the time it's over, she's happily drunk.

UncleWolf

2012-10-07, 06:37 PM

Vinny's Place

When Billie next wakes, she'll find Vinny at the stove, cooking breakfast. He doesn't seem too worse for wear because of the drinking and last night, but she might notice that the music is off so it is possible he has a hell of a hangover. The idea is reinforced when he winces when the grease pops rather loudly.

happyturtle

2012-10-07, 06:48 PM

Vinny's Place

Billie, of course, has no hangover, thanks to Dionysus. She's still conditioned from years of being hungover to be somewhat quieter than her usual boisterous self, and walks over to Vinny to grab his ass and kiss the back of his neck.

The Bushranger

2012-10-07, 07:06 PM

[A[nother] Park]

"Well someone finnallly tracked me down to give me my grandpa's fortune. Which I didn't know he had when I was a kid. He was an adventurer for years. Apparently some friends of his had been taking care of it, helping it grow for years."

Anige shrugs. She had been happy to hear she was getting an inhertiance from her grandfather, but disspaointed when it turned out to be only money. She had hoped for something with more sentimental value.

"That's pretty cool." Sharon smiles, and goes to squeeze Angie's hand, realising how she probably feels. "Maybe someday we could try to, I dunno, retrace his adventures or something."

[Sitar's Strings]

Becky does, indeed, have a demonic aura, for those who can detect such things. Cuthan demon, to be precise.
And there is possibly Slanneshi taint on top of that...

She shivers at Clarissa's touch, returning the kiss and sliding her hands down Clarissa's back, accepting the trrandfer of gum and chuckling softly. "That's quite alright, my love. I know how those things are. I think you look simply smashing," she purrs, before turning back to the doorboy!

Which, of course, likely puts her well-displayed assets (a) rather close and (b) at ideal height for even better ogling.
"Table for two, please?" the shadowmancer asks, her voice sultry enough that, were it syrup, it would be oozing, not dripping, from a spoon.

UncleWolf

2012-10-07, 07:14 PM

Vinny's Place

Vinny reaches back after the grab to pull her close for a soft kiss. "Mornin' Ma'am." He whispers before nodding to the letter on the counter. "You cen probbly read that while waitin'. Almost done wit' breakfast."

happyturtle

2012-10-07, 07:23 PM

Vinny's Place

"Oh horsefeathers! What does she want now?" Billie says. :smallannoyed: She snatches up the letter and flings herself down on a chair, in full flounce mode.

It takes her a few minutes. It's a long letter, and Billie is not much of a reader. But her angry mood fades to a combination of guilt and sadness and sympathy as she gets to the end of the letter.

When she's done, and Vinny's done cooking, she hands it to him. "I dunno what to do, Vinny." :smallfrown:

The Sitar's Strings

The teenage boy waiter doesn't say anything - just takes out his cameraphone to get pictures of the two women, while continuing to ogle. Hormones are 100% in control now.

UncleWolf

2012-10-07, 07:30 PM

Vinny's Place

Vinny takes his time to read the letter as well, stirring the food with one hand before he sets the letter aside and dishes out the food. He's quiet for a couple minutes as he ponders how he'd respond, but eventually he does speak. "Ma'am, there's a coupa things that I can see." He admits as he begins to pour a couple glasses of orange juice. "First, if either ya need a place ta rest or change or ta "talk" somehow, ya can use the apartment." He says with a nod towards the bed just as an example. "Other than that...well." Vinny starts, scratching his chin in thought before continuing. "You could give me the names of a few of tha worst ya knew here."

happyturtle

2012-10-07, 07:40 PM

Vinny's Place

Billie looks at her plate. "It ain't that easy, Vinny. You know how I am. I'm an easy lay, so most guys are nice to me. If they don't treat me right, I don't stay. I didn't think that they might act all different to a dame that don't put out."

UncleWolf

2012-10-07, 07:44 PM

Vinny's Place

"Sure it is." Vinny says before turning his back for a moment to pull on a fresh shirt before starting his meal. "All men are *********. Me included, Ma'am. Youse just git to see tha friendly-like side. Pimps are nasty things fer example. Vicious if theys don' git their way."

Shadowcaller

2012-10-07, 07:51 PM

[Streets]

"Yeah, I gotcha. I wouldn't expect you to to be as crazy as me at least." The dryad giggles. "Taking care of just Laela is a lot of work, and I bet two is even more, huh? And three or four even more than that." Not that Sakura seems to mind one bit. "Adir wants to find someone to hire to help take care of the kids. I said we could talk about it more, but I'm still not sure."

[Streets]

"I could try to help you find someone reliable if you want Sakura, there are so many strange people these days so you have to be extra careful. Especially if they're going to take care of your children."

Gullara

2012-10-07, 08:00 PM

Jacklu

2012-10-07, 09:05 PM

Sitar's Strings

Man, you people are not very aware of your surroundings, then. Sure, I'll take a table. Actually, I think that guy over there just referenced me in narrative.

She turns to face Zefir.

Hey, its rude to call people crazy! Even if it was not in dialogue.

She huffs a little, then turns back to the waitress.

Seat me with other people. I'll cover their bill, whoever it is. And make sure it is PCs.

Mindfreak

2012-10-07, 09:25 PM

The Protest
Oh dear...
In the middle of a square with a rather nice fountain, men and women are protesting! With signs that say things like: Leave Inside to us! And: Can't keep us down!
Not to mention chanting:
"Hey hey! Ho ho! The Council and Remnant have to go!"
...
Oh dear...
There's even a booth with a man handing out flyers with their beliefs and demands on them, and a stage where a man is talking about the injustice of the system!
...
Oh dear...

---

Streets
Ayakan has barely any idea what they're doing.

Beans

2012-10-07, 09:33 PM

[Streets]
It takes a lot of haggling, but Cacida finally gets them into the sub-basement space.

Devixer

2012-10-07, 10:37 PM

Elsewhere in the Red Zone

When the Chrysalid moves on, the three 'children', with mouths and eyes open, will approach the ex-zombie. They'll check how fresh and intact it is before they do anything else. Hopefully the tongue, eyes and liver are all present.

An Alley

A child is here, watching the murderer and his knife stab the corpse. They appear to be about eight and is an almost baseline human girl with dark, purple-tinged skin, long blonde hair that hangs down in slightly twitching dreadlocks to her waist. She is keeping here eyes closed, yet seems perfectly aware of what is going on in the alleyway.

An Alleyway
The man removes the blade from his victim who's now drained.
"Will you rise now, my lord? Has your appetite been sufficiently...wetted?"
Cue the Chrysalid and scary child to do something!

[Elsewhere in the Red Zone]

All that's left of the ex-zombie is some unidentifiable chunks. The children may be able to find a tongue or eyes somewhere in the mess.

[An Alleyway]

The Chrysalid up above lets out a low growl as he peers down on the man. A few drips of poison fall from its mouth to the ground as it hisses.

[The Protest]

One of the people watching the protesters is one of the lesser-known personnel of Remnant, Iamar. She paces among the crowd in her robes, hood up as always.

[Grey Zone]

A woman in reinforced leather armor is walking along the streets, looking around at the various factories and warehouses here.

McBish

2012-10-08, 01:12 AM

[A[nother] Park]

"That's pretty cool." Sharon smiles, and goes to squeeze Angie's hand, realising how she probably feels. "Maybe someday we could try to, I dunno, retrace his adventures or something."

Angie misses her grandfather the most out of any of the family she knew. He was closer to a father for her then her own dad. Getting all this money from him dredged up some old memories of him. Being able to take a trip to get closer to him would be something she would love to do.

"That would actually be great. He never really talked about them with me as a kid, but I bet I can dig up some old dirt on what he did. I would love to do that."

Zefir

2012-10-08, 01:34 AM

The Sitar's Strings

((Sorry Zefir; I did indeed miss that post.))

"I wish there were more places that were human-only. Just for the variety; I'd still come here most often." If Latella arrives, he nods slightly.

((His name is Ekkehard Ohtheresson, or Blagzrukel if one knows his true identity as a Glabrezu demon permanently polymorphed.))

The Sitar's Strings

((It was the last post on the last page. That happens quiet a lot.))

"That's right. Every other race has it's place only they could enter. I hope this bar will stay for a while."

He takes a sip of his drink, still avoiding Becky and Clarissa so he don't get noticed. Then his attention goes over to Kareem.

"Is somthing going on?"

Obviously Zefir doesn't know how to ask him about another anti-non-human mission.

happyturtle

2012-10-08, 04:23 AM

Vinny's Place

Vinny's Place

"Sure it is." Vinny says before turning his back for a moment to pull on a fresh shirt before starting his meal. "All men are *********. Me included, Ma'am. Youse just git to see tha friendly-like side. Pimps are nasty things fer example. Vicious if theys don' git their way."

"First man I killed was my pimp." Billie pokes at her meal. "You called me Billie last night. Can you call me Billie again?"

The Sitar's Strings

"Nope," Kareem says. HT is not feeling well enough to GM anything. Zefir should probably come up with his own ways to go after non-humans, perhaps with Ekkehard's help.

"Right this way, ma'am," Emily says to Latella, not understanding most of what she says, and leads her to the bar where the other PCs are sitting. Emily gives Ekkehard a quick smile. He'll see that she's covered her bruise well with makeup, but it's still there.

Mindfreak

2012-10-08, 08:45 AM

Streets
Ayakan tries to get her friend's attention.
"Hey...Sis?"

---

The Protest
The protest continues! The chanting continues, as does the peacefulness of the rally.
"Down with Remnant, down with the Council!"

Beans

2012-10-08, 09:25 AM

[Streets>Sub-Basement]
Cacida blinks.
Yes, dear?

Shadowcaller

2012-10-08, 10:30 AM

[Streets]

"Oh yeah, definitely. That's one thing I'm worried about." Sakura says with a nod. "I'm just not sure about it. I want to take care of my own kids, you know? Having someone else taking care of them besides Adir, or like you and Harnel, just doesn't seem right to me."

[Streets]

"I understand that Sakura and I understand that you love taking care of them, but you didn't take Laela with you here did you? Sometimes we need some 'me' time, like what we did now and that wouldn't be possible if there weren't someone else take care of the children would it? Imagine if you just want to spend some time alone with Adir, who would take care of the children then?" Cessie argues, trying to focus on the conversation rather than that it's still quite a bit until they will reach the keep.

ThirdEmperor

2012-10-08, 11:48 AM

Gullara

2012-10-08, 11:56 AM

Zefir

2012-10-08, 03:42 PM

The Sitar's Strings

"Nope," Kareem says. HT is not feeling well enough to GM anything. Zefir should probably come up with his own ways to go after non-humans, perhaps with Ekkehard's help.

"Right this way, ma'am," Emily says to Latella, not understanding most of what she says, and leads her to the bar where the other PCs are sitting. Emily gives Ekkehard a quick smile. He'll see that she's covered her bruise well with makeup, but it's still there.

The Sitar's Strings

Zefir just wanted to talk to him. The other thing is he doesn't know how far he can trust other people. Most of them use magic and that is something Zefir dislikes. He turns to Ekkehard.

"So, somthing going on?"

Earl of Purple

2012-10-08, 04:19 PM

The Sitar's Strings

"I know of a clan of kobolds in the Blue Zone. Filthy rat-lizards have packed about twenty of themselves into a two-bedroom house. It's bound to be dangerous; kobolds aren't too smart, and to house that many in such a small building they're bound to be breaking some safety regulations. Burning the place down would almost be doing them a favour, really." It's also going to be dangerous because kobolds are very good at building traps, and a few years ago most were forcibly conscripted into the army of a megalomanic dragon, and have had weapon's training.

Elsewhere in the Red Zone

The not-children retreat, abandoning the corpse where it lies in its separate piles. They've got plenty of bodies to eat in their alley. One quickly scoops up a small piece of flesh and devours it with its mouth-stalks.

An Alleyway

The child remains where it is, standing and watching. It's ready to spring into action, though that's not to obvious from its stance. Its eyes and mouth are closed.

Jacklu

2012-10-08, 04:36 PM

Sitar's Strings

Latalla, now seated next to Ekkehand and Zefir, looks at her lunch companions and grins. First she turns to Zefir.

Hey, first off, I'm really sorry about reading your narrative stuff. I won't do that again, promise. To make up for it, I'm covering lunch! How about some of those little emptied out potatoes that have sour cream and bacon bits and green onions on them?

She looks at Ekkehand.

Oh, I totally agree. Godawful creatures, Kobolbs. Always going around, rik rik riking and learning about friendship and love. Only good for melting down into gold or making into a potion or something. The show was never really clear on that. Wait... Are we talking about kobolds or smurfs? I always get the two mixed up. One of them is blue and the other is named as if they should be blue, but I can never remember which way it goes...

The Bushranger

2012-10-08, 05:03 PM

[A[nother] Park]

Angie misses her grandfather the most out of any of the family she knew. He was closer to a father for her then her own dad. Getting all this money from him dredged up some old memories of him. Being able to take a trip to get closer to him would be something she would love to do.

"That would actually be great. He never really talked about them with me as a kid, but I bet I can dig up some old dirt on what he did. I would love to do that."

"Then it's settled," Sharon says happily, her face lighting up with excitement. "It'll be awesome!"

McBish

2012-10-08, 06:06 PM

[Red Zone - Just a Park]

The Chrysalids near Sophia are successfully distracted by the two bikers. They turn their heads, and then the rest of their bodies and let out a scream before starting their approach.

The Chrysalid grappling Gniewomir is engulfed in flame. It screams in pain, and in a last ditch effort to cause damage, vomits up its poisonous spit, trying to get it on him. His power armor will more than likely protect him.

The other Chrysalids stay with a cautious approach, unsure why some of the bikers are riding away now. A couple of them break off, trying to get into the rest of the Red Zone.

Noah runs up to Sophia looking like a fairly excited if a bit angry dog. His ears perked up and his head swiveling around keeping an eye on his surroundings.

"You called for help?"

Noah looks to be a mix of blue collie and some other breed of dog. Though he can talk and he seems fairly calm for being in the middle of a chrysalid invasion.

---------------

[A[nother] Park]

"I know he did a lot of camping when he was out. I haven't been camping in ages. I will figure out where we will be going soon."

Angie sounds quite excited herself.

Shadowcaller

2012-10-08, 08:42 PM

[Streets]

"You could babysit them, right?" Sakura says with a little laugh. "I guess you have a point, though. It's already kind of hard to get some alone time when I feel like collapsing into bed every night."

[Streets]

"That's exactly what I'm talking about, just imagine what two babies will be like then and I have a lot of other things to do as well. There are a lot more people depending on me then my children." She states while they slowly starts to reach the cliff where the keep is standing upon.

Gullara

2012-10-08, 09:23 PM

[Streets]

"Yeah, I guess so. I guess I'm just not as busy as you. At least not yet. After the baby and my sister are born, things might be a lot more crazy." Sakura says with a little laugh. "You got lucky with Kirin showing up, though. I have no idea who I'd want helping with the kids."

Chaotic Bob

2012-10-08, 10:03 PM

[A Street]]

A flicker of purple, and a similarly colored unicorn is deposited on the side of the road.

Twilight Sparkle is visibly exhausted, a worn look in her eyes and what appears to be a burn mark along one side of her horn, yet she is smiling and standing fairly steadily.
"That wasn't as difficulty as you suggested."

A pulse of energy from the six-pointed star on her flank, stretches into the vague outline of a larger pony, superimposed over the unicorn in a gentle gray color.
It speaks with its own voice, crisp and even.
"Partial Harmony is easier to fix than Chaos. The Princess had already done most of the work, long ago."
"But this place..."
"Greater magic will be needed here."

They begin to walk, perfectly synchronized as if the outline was nothing more than a peculiar suit.
Twilight frowns, considering as she watches a group of Inside citizens move along, a mixed batch of races and creeds.
"How do we start? Ibby said they'd resist..."
"The deeper the Chaos, the stronger the repulsion to Harmony. A common denominator must be found. A vague approximation, if necessary.
Start with a foundation. Gather data, but quickly. There is little time before the land reacts, or your friends misguidedly intervene."

A moment of silence between the two, as the smaller equine thinks.
It's a brief silence, as she's always prided herself on being fairly good at logicking out solutions to problems.
"Well, the vast majority of intelligent species here seem bipedal to some degree. Not all of them, certainly, but most of them.
We could use that and investigate the tavern my friends had found. It seemed to have an even representation of the city's inhabitants."

"Let us not dally."
With the suggestion from Twilight, the superimposition smiles and they turn a corner.
An idea and purpose in mind, the pair moves onwards towards Trog's Tavern.

Zefir

2012-10-09, 01:41 AM

Sitar's Strings

"We talk about Kobolds. And as far as I know they aren't blue expect you strangle them or put them into blue paint." he sais to Latalla. He obviously ignores or didn't hear the first part .

Then his attention goes back to Ekkehand.

"They are really annoying. I only know their kind using fireballs to burn down things and all. I really wonder how they managed to stay in one room without burning it down."

Shadowcaller

2012-10-09, 06:57 AM

[Streets]

"I have a few suggestions actually, before Kirin showed up I was considering hiring a professional servant from Hestopia. I know that it might not suit you, but perhaps there is servants to hire here as well? Otherwise I know a few good ones." Cessie suggests as they are slightly closer reaching the slope leading up to the keep.

Gullara

2012-10-09, 07:41 AM

[Streets]

"Someone from Hestopia wouldn't want to come here, would they? It'd sure be a long way from home for one thing." Sakura says. Not to mention Hestipian people never struck her as well suited to the Nexus.

Shadowcaller

2012-10-09, 07:57 AM

[Streets]

"It might be hard to get someone here, true. The nexus is not public knowledge in Hestopia after all." In fact they are trying to cover it up. "There is however a few here already but I think you should go with what you yourself think is best. You could always just ask around for a baby sitter." Or you could always ask Zelia.

Gullara

2012-10-09, 08:00 AM

[Streets]

Sakura nods. "I'll talk to Adir and we can figure something out. Lemme know if you think of anyone before that, though." Sakura says. Zelia doesn't occur to her at the moment, but perhaps she'll think of her later.

Shadowcaller

2012-10-09, 08:09 AM

[Streets]

"Of course, but we're almost at the keep at this point so let's focus on turning ourselves back now so we don't need to suffer this embarrassment any more." Cessie replies as they finally reach the cliffs. Now they just need to go up them, the next post can probably in Mithar Keep.

Mindfreak

2012-10-09, 08:46 AM

Sub-Basement
"Sis...why are there spiders everywhere?"
She looks up at the ceiling with her glazed eyes where there are no spiders.

---

An Alleyway
The man looks around and sees the girl.
"What do you want?"

---

The Protest
More people come in to check out The Protest!
And yes, they're all NPCS :smalltongue:
The Protest against Remnant and the Council interfering in Inside continues to go strong!

Beans

2012-10-09, 08:51 AM

[Sub-Basement]
There are none, dear.
You're just really stoned.

Reinholdt

2012-10-09, 08:57 AM

Aegis Vaults

The robot slams into the grid and is caught, like a fly on a spiders web, sparks dancing across it's metal chassis and limbs twitching spastically in the current. A resonating buzz fills the room, rising and rising and echoing from wall to wall until the superheated metal is strained to it's limits and, with an ear-splitting BOOM!, shatters into a hail of molten shrapnel.

The lights flicker off. The defense grid goes with them. "Well, uh, hah! You've only fallen right into my evil trap! What could be worse than being trapped in the dark with... A ghost?!" Mr. Ghost doesn't sound quite as assured of his inevitable victory as he's trying for.

Aegis Vaults

"Quite probably being trapped in the dark with a werewolf. Or a vampire. Or a giant spider. Or..."

Doctor Decible hates not answering questions.

Anyways, the dark doesn't scare him because... he has the power to utilize echolocation! By waving his hands around in a pattern that would most likely be very embarrassing if he could actually be seen doing it, high pitched sound waves above the normal hearing spectrum spread out and bounce back upon hitting objects and inform or Director of Sound of their location. Said ridiculous hand movements may or may not be forgotten in future issues and begin to cause continuity contradictions and inconsistencies in writing.

Granted, I don't think he stopped to think that of all the things echolocation can find for him, a ghost probably isn't one of them...

Mindfreak

2012-10-09, 09:40 AM

Sub-Basement
"I'm stoned?"
She looks down at her body and begins trying to brush invisible things off.
"Oh god! Get these stones off!"

Beans

2012-10-09, 09:42 AM

[Sub-Basement]
Cacida sighs and pats her head.
C'mon, let's get our hive set up.

Mindfreak

2012-10-09, 09:54 AM

Sub-Basement
Ayakan nods.
"And how are we going to do that?"

Beans

2012-10-09, 09:55 AM

[Sub-Basement]
She opens a door to a bare concrete room and... shoulders her pack or starts emptying her sylladex depending on whether they actually have sylladexes.

Mindfreak

2012-10-09, 09:59 AM

Sub-Basement
If they didn't they should see a doctor :smalltongue:
Ayakan releases her Sylladex!
Her laptop and many, many empty pie tins fall to the floor.

Beans

2012-10-09, 10:05 AM

[Sub-Basement]
Cacida gets her computer out as well as a portable recupracoon. Only had room for one, so they'll have to share---and the sopor-cyst (what I imagine they get the stuff from anyway) wouldn't be able to produce enough for two 'cupracoons anyway.

Lord Magtok

2012-10-09, 10:38 AM

The Sitar's Strings

James Dalton sits alone in a small booth, drinking a cup of coffee, periodically glancing at his phone to check the time, and generally minding his own business. He's a human of medium height, rather narrow shoulders, brown-haired and about 25 years of age. Aside from some red blotches around his cheeks where he's been burned before, a faint tobacco odor about his person, and small, weasely little eyes quick to narrow at anyone and everyone who comes near, there's not much else to say about him. Like so many other young men his age, he's jaded, emotional, quite selfish, and prone to thinking he'll live forever. Just another sad little human trapped in a world where he doesn't belong. Looking at him, you'd never suspect he did time under Remnant's penal company for multiple counts of murder in the first degree.

happyturtle

2012-10-09, 11:10 AM

The Sitar's Strings

"If you two are doing anything with fire, you want Dalton along," Kareem says to Ekkehand, jerking a thumb in the direction of Magtok's character. "He's the expert."

Jacklu

2012-10-09, 02:09 PM

Sitar's Strings

Wouldn't it be more effective to freeze the whole building in a block of ice? As a warning to all the other smurfs in the area. This is Gargamel's turf! Right? Either way, I can help. I'm good at destroying stuff too.

She... she really is. -_-

The Bushranger

2012-10-09, 03:47 PM

[A[nother] Park]

"I know he did a lot of camping when he was out. I haven't been camping in ages. I will figure out where we will be going soon."

Angie sounds quite excited herself.

"That'll be awesome!" Sharon declares, going to give Angie a hug.

Earl of Purple

2012-10-09, 04:16 PM

McBish

2012-10-09, 04:20 PM

[A[nother] Park]

Angie happily hugs her back, carefull not to knock off Maurice the Lemur from his pearch on Sharon's shoulder.

"Do you want to invite anyone else on the trip?"

UncleWolf

2012-10-09, 04:22 PM

Vinny's Place

"First man I killed was my pimp." Billie pokes at her meal. "You called me Billie last night. Can you call me Billie again?"

Vinny's Place

"What about the oth-" Vinny starts before falling silent a moment. His expression is one quite serious for him, but he appears to be struggling with something. "S-Sure, ma- Billie." He says in the end.

happyturtle

2012-10-09, 04:26 PM

Vinny's Place

Billie leans in and kisses Vinny. "It doesn't have to be all the time. I just like hearing you say it. You have a sexy voice." :smallwink:

She might be, consciously or otherwise, trying to change the subject.

UncleWolf

2012-10-09, 05:02 PM

Vinny's Place

Vinny gives a grateful nod and returns to looking down at his food for a minute before speaking up. "You don't want me to do anythin' about it, do yous?" He whispers, feeling a bit helpless about the ordeal that Billie is going through.

happyturtle

2012-10-09, 05:09 PM

Vinny's Place

Billie shrugs helplessly. "I would, Vinnie, but I don't know who to name! I don't know which of the guys who bought a roll off me might have done it. I don't even remember everyone I've shagged."

She looks away. "I'm a gutter whore at heart, Vinnie. I ain't never been anything else."

The Bushranger

2012-10-09, 05:14 PM

[A[nother] Park]

Angie happily hugs her back, carefull not to knock off Maurice the Lemur from his pearch on Sharon's shoulder.

"Do you want to invite anyone else on the trip?"

Sharon shakes her head, also careful of Maurice.
"I don't really know anybody else well enough anymore," she admits.

UncleWolf

2012-10-09, 05:19 PM

Vinny's Place

When Billie calls herself a gutter whore, Vinny's neck tightens and he clenches his teeth for a moment before closing his eyes, trying to relax himself. When it finally works, he reopens his eyes and continues in a tense tone. "Billie, if you want to feel better about this, and have her feel better about it too, then yous need a safer place. If yous can't guarantee her safety when you switch..." He says before looking her in the eyes and giving a small shrug. "I can't be everywhere, Ma'am."

McBish

2012-10-09, 05:19 PM

[A[nother] Park]

"Yeah me either. Guess it will be the two of us, and Maurice of course."

At one point Angie almost went on a camping trip with Angela and a few other girls from HALO, but that was before she became leader, then left with no warning. She still hasn't talked to Angela since she came back. About this time they should be completing their loop around the park.

The Bushranger

2012-10-09, 08:26 PM

The Temple of Splendours

"There's a mermaid in the lake? Huh, I don't think I've met her. Regardless, I must suggest we use another lake or pond- I live there too, after all, and I can't see how you'll take everything out without killing it and that's my food." Myrim's surprised about the discovery of the mermaid, as she was completely unaware of her presence.

"There is," Shrike confirms with a nod. "And don't worry, I know some delightfully secluded lakes that would work perfectly," she adds, almost purring...

...as she tosses a handful of syrup at Fettina. :smalltongue:

[A[nother] Park]

"Yeah me either. Guess it will be the two of us, and Maurice of course."

At one point Angie almost went on a camping trip with Angela and a few other girls from HALO, but that was before she became leader, then left with no warning. She still hasn't talked to Angela since she came back. About this time they should be completing their loop around the park.

"It'll be awesome," Sharon confirms, nodding happily. "High adventure and fun!"

And clearly BR should hook her upget her to talk with Angela.

McBish

2012-10-09, 09:03 PM

[A[nother] Park]

"I can hardly wait. Hopefully he adventured some place warm."

That would mean she would have to talk to BR and Angie has been pretty hermit like with most of the people she knew before she vanished.

The Bushranger

2012-10-09, 09:17 PM

[A[nother] Park]

Indeed. But I think he's supposed to visit her at some point anyway...

"Oh, I don't know. I kinda like the cold," Sharon observes with a grin.

McBish

2012-10-09, 09:24 PM

[A[nother] Park]

"Yeah well those of us who aren't half ghost still get chilly sleeping outdoors sometimes."

She smiles and hugs her friend again.

Thanks. I'll see you soon."

The Bushranger

2012-10-09, 10:18 PM

[A[nother] Park]

Sharon sticks her tongue out at Angie and returns the hug.
"I'll be ready for you."

McBish

2012-10-09, 10:26 PM

[A[nother] Park]

Angie waves and heads off, heading towards her office in the Red Zone.

Zefir

2012-10-10, 01:45 AM

The Sitar's Strings

"That's still Smurfs, not kobolds, I'm afraid." Then he turns to Kareem and Zefir. "I think I'll go ask him. Thank you, Kareem. If you're in, would you mind joining me, Zefir?" Unfortunately, Latella seems a bit too unstable for Ekkehard's liking, so the invitation isn't extended to her. Though she could invite herself along and he won't stop her.

The Sitar's Strings

Zefir will follow along. He will leave the talking to Ekkehard for now since he knows about the 'mission'. Latella will just get a strange look from Zefir. He still isn't sure what drove her crazy in the past.

happyturtle

2012-10-10, 07:54 AM

Jacklu

2012-10-10, 02:05 PM

Sitar's Strings

Latalla follows Ekkehard and Zefir, either oblivious to the fact that she wasn't actually invited, or simply not caring.

Oh boy! I haven't gotten to go on an adventure in a long time! I hope my battle music is still working. I haven't tested it recently.

She is grinning from ear to ear. Clearly she is excited.

UncleWolf

2012-10-10, 04:20 PM

Vinny's Place

After a moment, Vinny sighs. "Dun have to think about my sugges'in right now, Billie. Just...sometime." He says, conceding the argument a bit for now.

happyturtle

2012-10-10, 04:30 PM

Vinny's

Billie nods, and eats silently for a while. Finally she gives him a sidelong glance and says, "So, you met her. What did you think?"

UncleWolf

2012-10-10, 04:39 PM

Vinny's Place

"Nice 'nuff dame, but she ain't my type." Vinny admits. "Too flighty and proper." He tells Billie with what he hopes is a reassuring smile, but probably ends up giving her something more akin to a grimace instead.

happyturtle

2012-10-10, 04:52 PM

Vinny's Place

"The way I always saw it, she got the nice home and the husband and the kid and I got nothing. So I didn't think I owed her nothing." Billie closes her eyes tightly and clenches her fists. "Dammit, Vinny, I want to find those ****s and tear their ****s off too. They ain't got no right to treat a lady like that, even if she is a right bitch."

UncleWolf

2012-10-10, 05:01 PM

Vinny's

"No Billie, I can take care of them, but youse need to give me a chance." Vinny tells her a touch sadly, his smile fading.

happyturtle

2012-10-10, 05:09 PM

Vinny's Place

"You'll have to talk to her. Get descriptions. Places if you can. If I know those things, I might be able to give you names." Billie says.

UncleWolf

2012-10-10, 05:31 PM

Vinny's

The mobster reaches across the table to take her hand and give it a small squeeze. "I will, ma'am. Promise. Now lets not worry about it any more. I'm sure there are better things yous have on mind to do."

The Alexandrian

2012-10-10, 06:27 PM

The Sitar's Strings

The teenage boy waiter doesn't say anything - just takes out his cameraphone to get pictures of the two women, while continuing to ogle. Hormones are 100% in control now.

[Sitar's Strings]

Becky does, indeed, have a demonic aura, for those who can detect such things. Cuthan demon, to be precise.
And there is possibly Slanneshi taint on top of that...

She shivers at Clarissa's touch, returning the kiss and sliding her hands down Clarissa's back, accepting the trrandfer of gum and chuckling softly. "That's quite alright, my love. I know how those things are. I think you look simply smashing," she purrs, before turning back to the doorboy!

Which, of course, likely puts her well-displayed assets (a) rather close and (b) at ideal height for even better ogling.
"Table for two, please?" the shadowmancer asks, her voice sultry enough that, were it syrup, it would be oozing, not dripping, from a spoon.

[Sitar's Strings]

Clarissa's unearthly, photogenic, attention-addicted sin, Pride, makes a guest appearance as the garcon snaps pictures of herself and Becky. Clarissa will pose for the waiter, her right leg bent at the knee and as she attempts to slide it up the side of Becky's leg. She was once trained as a model, and that training shows in the glamour, grace, and glitz behind each and every one of her flawless moves and features. Her poses, surprisingly, will emphasize Becky as the main attraction, so long as Becky is more than willing to play along.

"Perhaps we should request a booth. If the night carries on like this, we might discover a scandalously positive use for it."

Clarissa winks and flashes Becky a satisfied, devious smirk.

-------

[Dodgy Blind Alley]

If they can't hear the skittering, then the people in the alley may hear the low hiss of a Chrysalid slowly moving in front of the alley's entrance. A viscous fluid drips from its jaws as it eyes each of its prey.

Dodgy Blind Alley

Alder fires his pistol once at each of the armed gang members, each shot aimed at their center body masses. Before the sound of the final shot ends Alder has pointed his pistol at the remaining unarmed men.

I figure your day will end a whole lot better if you let the young lady go.

[Dodgy Blind Alley]

Alder's test of the hardness factor of the gang members' skin will produce likely unforeseen results! The criminals, although rookies, were intelligent enough to equip light body armor! Therefore, low caliber rounds are somewhat slowed before they shred through one of the rookie's abdominal region (it's just a flesh wound) and knock the wind out of the other, incapacitating him temporarily as he wheezes and adjusts to the sting of the impact.

But there are more pressing and rewarding matters at hand than terminating a vigilante and enslaving a young girl. An alien is at the gates! Its corpse would sell for a small fortune of gold on the black market to an uninformed buyer.

"Ignore this bum and take down that freak!"

Could scrap it for parts...

The rpg delinquent will attempt to fire his missile at the Chrysalid!

Exploiting this distraction to the fullest, a panicked Eericka attempts to bash through a reinforced metal door to escape from her doom in this squalid trash-heap of a neighborhood! She's...not making much progress toward that goal. Absolutely none.

DoomITP

2012-10-10, 06:35 PM

Alder decides to take advantage of the gang members new target and moves towards Ericka.

Miss, if you'd please follow me. I can get you out of here.

Alder, stows his pistol on his belt and watches the gang members fight the Chrysalid.

The Bushranger

2012-10-10, 07:01 PM

[A[nother] Park]

Sharon waves back, and heads back to Inari's with her new lemur friend!

At least she didn't name it Julien. :smalltongue:

===

[Sitar's Strings]

The teenage boy waiter doesn't say anything - just takes out his cameraphone to get pictures of the two women, while continuing to ogle. Hormones are 100% in control now.

Clarissa's unearthly, photogenic, attention-addicted sin, Pride, makes a guest appearance as the garcon snaps pictures of herself and Becky. Clarissa will pose for the waiter, her right leg bent at the knee and as she attempts to slide it up the side of Becky's leg. She was once trained as a model, and that training shows in the glamour, grace, and glitz behind each and every one of her flawless moves and features. Her poses, surprisingly, will emphasize Becky as the main attraction, so long as Becky is more than willing to play along.

"Perhaps we should request a booth. If the night carries on like this, we might discover a scandalously positive use for it."

Clarissa winks and flashes Becky a satisfied, devious smirk.

Becky laughs huskily, winking at Clarissa as she is, indeed, more than willing to play along, arching her back slightly as her bare leg is teased by Clarissa's, her arm around her companion's waist.

"Oh, I think that might be the best idea I've heard yet for the evening," she declares, before looking back to the young chap serving as maitre d', who, she suspects, will be in need of a hankerchief before long to stop the nosebleeding, if he doesn't already. "Can you arrange that for us, darling?"

Lord Magtok

2012-10-10, 08:03 PM

The Sitar's Strings

The Sitar's Strings

"If you two are doing anything with fire, you want Dalton along," Kareem says to Ekkehand, jerking a thumb in the direction of Magtok's character. "He's the expert."

The Sitar's Strings

"That's still Smurfs, not kobolds, I'm afraid." Then he turns to Kareem and Zefir. "I think I'll go ask him. Thank you, Kareem. If you're in, would you mind joining me, Zefir?" Unfortunately, Latella seems a bit too unstable for Ekkehard's liking, so the invitation isn't extended to her. Though she could invite herself along and he won't stop her.

The Sitar's Strings

Zefir will follow along. He will leave the talking to Ekkehard for now since he knows about the 'mission'. Latella will just get a strange look from Zefir. He still isn't sure what drove her crazy in the past.

James glares at the two. Try not to take it too personally though, he glares at everybody. Life just hasn't been the same for him since the zombies disappeared.

Devixer

2012-10-10, 10:28 PM

Gniewomir will try to throw the Chrysalid off of him. His armor will indeed protect him from the spit.

The other bikers will try to keep the Chrysalids focused on them. Two of them will drive around the ones heading off, trying to corral them back to the park. One of the bikers drives off, intend on getting into position far away from the park, from where he can snipe.

Backup will arrive next post.

[Red Zone - Just a Park]

Gniewomir successfully throws the Chrysalid off. It lays on the ground, trying to crawl away. This shell was too strong for it.

The other Chrysalids that haven't already escaped are corralled into the park, and can't really do much. They're very fast, but the bikers are ultimately faster.

An Alleyway

The child remains where it is, standing and watching. It's ready to spring into action, though that's not to obvious from its stance. Its eyes and mouth are closed.

An Alleyway
The man looks around and sees the girl.
"What do you want?"

It's about now that the Chrysalid drops down from its spot on the other side of the man from the child, hissing.

[Dodgy Blind Alley]

The Chrysalid is hit by a rocket, and spoke plumes over the alley. Surely, it's dead from something that potent, right?

In another instant, an inhuman scream is heard, and the Chrysalid dashes through the smoke towards the man who fired the rocket at him. It doesn't seem harmed at all by that, and it's going very fast. Once it makes its approach, it tries to grab the man by the shoulders.

McBish

2012-10-10, 10:40 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

A small building in the old slums in the red zone. It used to be an general store with a large upstairs apartment. It was one of the first things Angie had bought up, and remodeled. Now it acts as a free clinic, and is where Angie keeps her office. A surprisingly small office, cramped into a closet sized room. She has her chair, a desk and just enough room for two chairs opposite it.

If one is paying close attention, the upstairs should have quite a bit more space then is accounted for. Maybe there is a secret room around, or a whole bunch of storage.

Angie sits at her desk reading over some reports on a few of her projects.

The Bushranger

2012-10-10, 10:42 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

And from the door there sounds a knock.
A knock made of a gentle tapping.
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at the chamber door.

McBish

2012-10-10, 10:46 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

Angie blinks a few times and then looks up. She tucks away her papers in a drawer.

"Come on in."

The Bushranger

2012-10-10, 10:48 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

The door opens, and in steps a ravenBR, who smiles and waves.
"Hey, squirt. Thought I'd drop by..."

McBish

2012-10-10, 10:55 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

Angie grins widely seeing BR and gets up to give him a hug.

"Hey yourself. It's good to see you."

The Bushranger

2012-10-10, 11:25 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

And Angie gets a big hug in return!
"Good to see you too, Angie. So...I hear you've been up to stuff lately?"

McBish

2012-10-10, 11:31 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"A good amount of stuff yes."

She briefly explains her inheriting the money from her grandfather.

"So I have been working on several projects to help improve the city. Like this clinic."

The Bushranger

2012-10-10, 11:47 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"So, all grown up and rich too. You've come a long way."
John chuckles, then turns serious.
"You're doing good, Angie. I'm proud of you."

McBish

2012-10-10, 11:55 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

Angie blushes at this turning away from John.

"Till I manage to give it all away at least. Thanks John."

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 12:15 AM

[Angie's Clinic]

"You're welcome."
He pauses, then...
"...say, you have any coffee around here?"

McBish

2012-10-11, 12:24 AM

[Angie's Clinic]

"Yeah, here come on back."

She takes goes to the back wall and hits a panel which swings open a door reveling the hidden room. It looks to be a small little studio apartment. She goes to the small kitchen area and throws on the kettle.

"How have you been?"

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 12:25 AM

[Angie's Clinic]

"...oh, hey, the Batcave." John grins, following Angie through the secret door. "I've been alright. Working out a lot, actually."

McBish

2012-10-11, 12:31 AM

[Angie's Clinic]

"My own little fortress of solitude. Working out huh? Any particular reason?"

She closes the door shut behind John, motioning him to take a seat at the little table up against the wall near a little window. She gets the coffee ready and hands John a cup.

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 12:37 AM

[Angie's Clinic]

"Thanks."

He takes a seat, and accepts the coffee, trusting Angie to have remembered just how he likes it.

Namely, with a little coffee in his sugar and creamer. :smalltongue:

"And I think I like that better," he says with regards to the naming. "As for working out, I just felt the urge, you know? Been awhile since I got out and smacked stuff around."

Primarily since he's so riduculously OP without nerfbatting so his player keeps him drinking coffee.

McBish

2012-10-11, 12:50 AM

[Angie's Clinic]

Angie hasn't forgotten that he likes to ruin his perfectly good coffee like that. She takes hers just a bit of milk.

"I get that I guess. Not that I often have the urge to go out to smack stuff around all that often. So have things been good at HALO?"

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 12:53 AM

happyturtle

2012-10-11, 02:30 AM

Vinny's

Vinny's

The mobster reaches across the table to take her hand and give it a small squeeze. "I will, ma'am. Promise. Now lets not worry about it any more. I'm sure there are better things yous have on mind to do."

"Yeah, I sure do," Billie says. After the rough curtains last night, what she wants today is slow and gentle - if Vinny is up for it.

The Sitar's Strings

The teenage boy is trying to get his thoughts together enough to say something, when a large hand clamps down on his shoulder. "That's quite enough ladies," says Brian Starling, who decided to leave his VIP booth to intervene. "This is a respectable restaurant, not a brothel. You're going to have to leave."

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The Alexandrian

2012-10-11, 11:36 AM

[Sitar's Strings]

"Mmmm! As if!"

Clarissa's tongue is a little too tied up to communicate effectively with Brian! :smalltongue:

Clarissa would take a stab at breaking away from Becky and circling Brian like she were a shark in an old ocean terror movie before returning to her place at Becky's side if she weren't so dreadfully busy with more pressing subjects at hand. :smallamused: She does take a second of her time to generously give Brian a hungry, predatory grin from the depths of her stomach, where his heart might be were this not a peaceful protest. She'll attempt to swipe his fancy-dancy, posh top hat of status right off of his head, don it, and play keep away with it should he attempt to reclaim it.

Her tails uncloak and her rows and rows and rows of razor-sharp pearly whites are bared for an instant. Her wings, as white as the virgin snow as if their master was designed to be as pure as the driven snow, rip two giant, clean holes through the back of her dress shirt, brought to bear in the hope of establishing a perimeter around Brian's front and sides, a net from which he shan't be freed without some hassle.

Clarissa is not setting the stage to bully Brian just yet...

She would much rather try to beat up his eyes and brain!

Full-blown pheromones, lust aura, mind-fogging, personality, voice, and magic casting go! One of Clarissa's seven sins, Lust, seizes control of her!

-------
[Dodgy Blind Alley]

The Chrysalid should be able to grab the rocket man by the shoulders without running into any problems at all!

After it catches him, however, that becomes another story entirely... Two flashy energy beam saber armed gang duelists (the two who weren't visibly armed previously) attempt to plunge their weapons into any exposed portion of the Chrysalid as the sabers spark to life while the rocket man, who is likely restrained by the alien for the most part, attempts to headbutt the Chrysalid if any of its body parts are within range.

Eericka nods at Alder compliantly. He's a godsend...or so it seems. But she doesn't know who he is or what his role in this line of events is. He could be a slaver working with that gang's competition. He could be a murderer or a serial killer who stalks the streets at night searching every shadowy corner for victims of a specific height or with a specific hair or eye color. :smalleek:

But right now, she's willing to trust him. At least until they're out of this mess. But he's got to have a motive for being out and about on the streets this late at night. No good man survives a night outside in this neighborhood. Not even one.

DoomITP

2012-10-11, 12:21 PM

Alder nods to her and then draws out a pair of silver spheres. The first one, he throws with enough force to send it flying into the street just outside of the alley. Once that is done he grabs hold of the second sphere, places his hand on Ericka's shoulder and then in a flash of light, the two of them should now be at the location of the first sphere. Alder then points down the street.

Let's move.

He says as he takes off at a jog, making sure that Ericka keeps up with him.

McBish

2012-10-11, 01:33 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

BR-the-player has managed to cut back to just a shot of half-and-half in his product of the bean.

"Yeah, pretty much. Occasional drama, occasional Tobian rampages, occasional missions to Smite Evil," John says, sipping his coffee.

McBish the player gets all his caffeine in the form of energy drinks on the rare times sugar can't keep him awake.

"Yeah, that's good. We never managed to doing many smite evil missions back in my day. I bet Tobias is happy with that. He had mentioned something about how HALO is 'blind and deaf' though."

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 03:00 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

Oh, and sugar in the coffee too of course. Just not as much as in the ghosts of coffees past.

"Tobias? Happy? Grumpy is more like it. At least he isn't as grumpy as the reputation of that chap over at NO." John chuckles, sipping his java. "But we are setting up more contacts too, yeah."

===

[Sitar's Strings]

As the kiss gets broken and Mr. Boss arrives to declare them out, Becky eyes him with a raised eyebrow and a somewhat displeased look.

Even as she catches her breath, which does interesting things to the exposed parts of her anatomy.*

* This would, of course, be most of them.

"Oh, is it that we're not allowed to show our affection for each other, Hm? Is...that..."

She trails off as Clarissa goes all 'RAWR LUST', and her eyes start following her companion's movements quite intently.
She's able to resist tackling her on the spot.
Somehow!
It's an unprecedented display of self-restraint!

happyturtle

2012-10-11, 03:14 PM

Sitar's Strings - Becky and Clarissa

((This scene should probably be separate from the Ekkehand plotting))

Clarissa acquires one top hat. It is a well-made top hat. Silk. Clearly very expensive. Starling does not deign to play "keep away" with Clarissa though. Even if she immediately returned the hat, he'd burn it rather than wear it ever again. :smallyuk:

The various employees of the restaurant react to the wave of lust. Emily drops a tray of food and staaaares absently at Clarissa, while the teenage boy waiter loses it completely. (The less said about him the better.) A bartender watches and drools, but does manage to hit the alarm, sending a shrieking klaxon to assault the ears of the inhabitants.

Starling, however, holds up under the Lust onslaught remarkably well. Amazingly well. He stands in the circle of Clarissa's wings and stares her down with the power of utter disdain and complete conviction in his own superiority.

"Get. Out." :smallannoyed:

Oh, and absolute asexuality. That helps a lot.

McBish

2012-10-11, 03:23 PM

Earl of Purple

2012-10-11, 03:33 PM

An Alleyway

The corners of the child's mouth turn up in a smile. Then the child's mouth opens, revealing she's not really a child; instead of a mouth is a large eyeball with a blue iris and a square pupil. Her eyes also open, revealing themselves as small, fanged maws which quickly extend onto stalks. The murderer won't get a good look, though; the child jumps up and runs on all fours up the wall, waiting near the top. The Chrysalid's bigger; it gets first dibs of the man, and hopefully can't reach the 'child'. Hopefully the person that's already dead won't be eaten, so that way the 'child' at least gets a meal.

The Sitar's Strings

Unfortunately, it's three people- it seems Latella decided to tag along. "Hello. I'm Ekkehard Ohtheresson, and we're going to burn down a house infested with kobolds. Kareem said you know lots about arson, and that I should talk to you." Ekkehard does hope that James knows enough to stop him from getting burnt again.

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 03:35 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"Well, if it's not a bother, sure." BR raises an eyebrow at the size of Angie's portion, though. "And you're more than welcome to help out. I'd like that."

McBish

2012-10-11, 03:45 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

The croissants are actually pretty large, and with a good amount of meat and cheese on each. She takes just a few moments heating up the meat and cheese on the stove till it is nice and warm. She sets his plate in front of him and then sits down across from him to eat.

"Good, I have missed you, though I will admit, I sometimes peaked in to see how you were doing, emphatically speaking."

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 03:52 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

That brings a bit of a blush to his cheeks, and a chuckle.
"Hopefully you didn't pick up anything too embarassing," John quips, as he munches on a croissant.

McBish

2012-10-11, 04:07 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"Don't worry, I probed just enough to make sure you were still alive and unharmed. I wouldn't want to intrude on something to embarrassing, which I am sure your mind is full of."

She has gotten a lot more controlled at using her powers on her trip, having experimented and learned a lot while she was "gone".

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 04:11 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"Well, of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most."

BR chuckles, and nods. "...and, thanks. I should visit more often. I worry about you sometimes, you know."

McBish

2012-10-11, 04:16 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"I can be quite worrisome sometimes, I know, and I would love to have you visit more often. Besides Sharon you are one of the few people who I am really close to."

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 04:22 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"Well, then, I'll have to do that, won't I?"
He nods, smiling, and reaches to give Angie's hand a squeeze.
"And really? I'd have thought a pretty woman like yourself would have lots of attention," he half-teases, although he's serious about the compliment.

McBish

2012-10-11, 04:31 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

Angie shakes her head. "Oh I meet a lot of people sure. Either I work with them, or they work for me, and then there are the families who..."

She sighs not sure how to explain her story, she figures she will go with the abridged version of it.

"You remember how I have angel blood? Well after a series of events, and all the healing I have done, the few resurrections. Well people are calling me a saint, they have paintings of me in their church. It is sorta creepy, but they are all really nice people. It's just hard to get to close to someone who sees you like that."

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 04:33 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"...ahhh, I see. Yeah, that could make it...awkward," the ghost admits, nodding in understanding. "But I suppose it's better to be known as a saint than...otherwise. And I promise I won't be ordering any stained-glass windows of you anytime soon," he adds, seeking to make her smile.

McBish

2012-10-11, 04:39 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

Well he gets his wish as she grins at him.

"Good if I heard you got converted I would have to track you down and beat some sense into you."

Angie hates having all friends with perma-deadtimed lovers/spouses, it makes it so awkward to bring up their love life, so she doesn't.

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 04:55 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

Mission accomplished!
BR grins back, going to ruffle Angie's hair with a chuckle.
"I'm going to hold you to that, then."
And indeed it does, although he's not going to bring it up himself.

McBish

2012-10-11, 05:31 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

Angie shakes her head, brushing her hair back into place.

"And I will hold you to visiting me more."

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 07:59 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"That's a deal."
And with that, more coffee is drunk.
Siiiiiiiiip.

McBish

2012-10-11, 08:16 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"Hey do you have any camping gear around, I am going on a trip with Sharon soon."

She finishes up her sandwich and assuming John is done she takes his plate to the sink to wash them off really quick and puts them away.

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 08:17 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

He is indeed done, and leans back in his chair a bit, crossing his arms and looking thoughtful.
"Yeah, I do. How much do you need? Two whole sets, just the basics, just advanced stuff?"

McBish

2012-10-11, 08:30 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"I am not sure. I still haven't figured out exactly where we are going. I don't really have any gear, so we will probably need two full kits."

She tucks her plates away and offers John a warm up on his coffee.

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 09:03 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

And he gratefully accepts.
"Well, then, two full kits. I can get those set up in a hurry for you. Send them here?"

McBish

2012-10-11, 09:11 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"Yeah that would be great. I still have to figure out where exactly we are going, so there isn't a huge rush. She suggested we go to some of the places my grandfather had gone adventuring. The only problem is figuring out where that was. I was still a little kid when he passed, he didn't tell me about stuff like that."

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 09:13 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"That sounds pretty awesome," John says, smiling encouragingly. "Hey, I could help you figure things out. If you wanted?"

McBish

2012-10-11, 09:22 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"Yeah? That would be great I have a few ideas as where to start but they are a bit of a stretch. One of my old trainers knew him, had adventured with him. But I haven't seen her since I was 13. Besides that I might be able to reach out to our old bosses."

Doesn't sound like she really looked forward to talking to her old bosses, who he also apparently worked for.

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 09:40 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"I get the feeling you're not too fond of the old bosses. Want me to come along?" he offers, reaching to put a hand on Angie's shoulder.

McBish

2012-10-11, 09:46 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"It would be more like stick around. I would try and summon up someone. I don't have a travel pass to and from heaven.

And I will admit I have been a bit sour to them after my last mission with them ended up with me stuck in hell."

John might remember the last time Angie reappeared in the Nexus she had just gotten out of Hell, and wasn't all that stable mentally. That was when she actually first started living at HALO.

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 10:01 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

He nods, remembering indeed.
And tries to pull Angie into a hug, guessing that she's having memories of that right now, most likely.
"Yeah. That would kind of sour things."

McBish

2012-10-11, 10:17 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

Those memories are never very far from Angie's thoughts. And while she isn't all that upset at the moment she is happy to have another hug.

"Though I will admit, they haven't been terrible to me. They are after all angels. They are the ones that got me the money. They set me up with a pretty sweet accountant who has been very helpful in setting up all sorts of deals. I wonder if he could get a hold of them."

She says thoughtfully.

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 10:38 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

And John is happy to provide the hugs. So, it's all good!
"That sounds like a good plan, at least from what you've said. Somebody reliable who you can trust."

Lord Magtok

2012-10-11, 10:44 PM

The Sitar's Strings

Unfortunately, it's three people- it seems Latella decided to tag along. "Hello. I'm Ekkehard Ohtheresson, and we're going to burn down a house infested with kobolds. Kareem said you know lots about arson, and that I should talk to you." Ekkehard does hope that James knows enough to stop him from getting burnt again.

James raises an eyebrow. This one isn't the least bit subtle, is he?

"Whoa whoa whoa, now hold on. That's all very fine and dandy, Mr. Echo Ottersong, but how do I know you're not just my parole officer in a magic dress? He's been trying to pin everything from the apartment fires to the Magtok slaying on me to get my ass back in the Pen Company. Who's to say this isn't just a Remnant sting op?"

He shakes his head, and holds out a hand. It's palm-up, extended towards Ekke, as if waiting for something to be dropped into it.

"Like I told everyone else, I had nothing to do with that tenement fire. There's no proof I was anywhere near it, and even if I was, the only way I would ever tell you is if you made this case unprosecutable or something. Like say, paying me to tell you what you want to hear? Something around six gold, maybe? Can't take testimony that's there because of a bribe, can we?"

McBish

2012-10-11, 10:47 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"He is a bit strange but in a good way. I know how to summon him up, but I would prefer to do it in my office, I like this place to stay private, or at least mostly private."

The Bushranger

2012-10-11, 11:24 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"Alright. Want me to stick around 'till after? I can head outside and be ready in case you holler or anything," BR offers.

Murkus

2012-10-11, 11:32 PM

The Temple of Splendours

"There is," Shrike confirms with a nod. "And don't worry, I know some delightfully secluded lakes that would work perfectly," she adds, almost purring...

...as she tosses a handful of syrup at Fettina. :smalltongue:

The Temple of Splendours

"There's a mermaid in the lake? Huh, I don't think I've met her. Regardless, I must suggest we use another lake or pond- I live there too, after all, and I can't see how you'll take everything out without killing it and that's my food." Myrim's surprised about the discovery of the mermaid, as she was completely unaware of her presence.

"Oh, you're from GLoG too? I went there for a while. It's how I met Shri--" Splat! Syrup to the face. Tina uses a pair of fingers and wipes the stuff from her eyes. "I'm gonna get you for that one."

Aegis Vaults

The robot slams into the grid and is caught, like a fly on a spiders web, sparks dancing across it's metal chassis and limbs twitching spastically in the current. A resonating buzz fills the room, rising and rising and echoing from wall to wall until the superheated metal is strained to it's limits and, with an ear-splitting BOOM!, shatters into a hail of molten shrapnel.

The lights flicker off. The defense grid goes with them. "Well, uh, hah! You've only fallen right into my evil trap! What could be worse than being trapped in the dark with... A ghost?!" Mr. Ghost doesn't sound quite as assured of his inevitable victory as he's trying for.

Aegis Vaults

"Quite probably being trapped in the dark with a werewolf. Or a vampire. Or a giant spider. Or..."

Doctor Decible hates not answering questions.

Anyways, the dark doesn't scare him because... he has the power to utilize echolocation! By waving his hands around in a pattern that would most likely be very embarrassing if he could actually be seen doing it, high pitched sound waves above the normal hearing spectrum spread out and bounce back upon hitting objects and inform or Director of Sound of their location. Said ridiculous hand movements may or may not be forgotten in future issues and begin to cause continuity contradictions and inconsistencies in writing.

Granted, I don't think he stopped to think that of all the things echolocation can find for him, a ghost probably isn't one of them...

Gelley laughs in the face of darkness! Well, not literal laughter, that would be silly. She just sighs and switches on her visor's nightvision - hopefully the ghost is still visible when she uses it. "Can you just give it up already? I'm trying to make a good impression on my new boss here."

Gniewomir will try to throw the Chrysalid off of him. His armor will indeed protect him from the spit.

The other bikers will try to keep the Chrysalids focused on them. Two of them will drive around the ones heading off, trying to corral them back to the park. One of the bikers drives off, intend on getting into position far away from the park, from where he can snipe.

Backup will arrive next post.

A spaceship - if the asteroid with thrusters attached could be called such - soars into view. Some giveaway metal components poke out, most notably the cockpit, but otherwise it's a featureless gray rock.

The other notable feature is the pair of twin-linked autocannons mounted on the ship's underbelly. The rotate, locking onto the Chrysalid that's currently straddling Gniewomir, and fire. A superheated metal slug zips through the air, and provided Gniewomir makes no sudden movement, he might find his assailant suddenly disintegrated in a flash of gore.

A ramp opens on the side of the ship, and standing on that ramp is the imposing alien called Teq Vraal. There's a tremendous rifle in his hands, nearly ten feet long, and he shoulders it to take aim at the nearest Chrysalid. His squad, meanwhile, ropes down onto the street, all of them dressed in hefty-looking body armor.

Zefir

2012-10-12, 01:34 AM

The Sitar's Strings

Zefir just stay's behind Ekkehard and listen to the boy. As he hold up his hand he tries to whisper to Ekkehard.

"I don't think he got what we asked him for."

McBish

2012-10-12, 11:02 AM

[Angie's Clinic]

"If you want to stick around and meet him you can. He is an intellegent octopus."

She smiles and heads back into her small office.

-----------------------

[On The Way Home]

Calvin and Chairty leave Remnant and start to make their way towards Calvin's uncle's home. And with Calvin leading the way they will be taking a roundabout sort of path. Hoping on and off various train routes, crossing busy streets and circling around. Chairty might assume that Calvin is lost or still being affected by the drugs.

The truth is that Calvin is worried, this sort of attack came out of nowhere and hit him hard. He is much more used to dealing with physical threats not mental ones. So he is in full out paranoia mode, looking for tails or faces he has seen before but doesn't know who they are. All that sort of fun stuff. During the walk he is very quiet, distracted by his thoughts.

happyturtle

2012-10-12, 02:03 PM

On the Way Home

"Hey, you okay? I think we've passed this street before." Charity asks.

McBish

2012-10-12, 02:19 PM

On the Way Home

"Oh yeah. Sorry about that I was making sure no one was following us. I know it may seem a bit paranoid, but old habits and all that. We should be there soon."

Not to mention the fact that he had just had people try to take control of his brain.

happyturtle

2012-10-12, 02:40 PM

On the Way Home

"I can't really blame you, after what happened," Charity says.

McBish

2012-10-12, 02:50 PM

Earl of Purple

2012-10-12, 03:44 PM

Temple of Splendours

When Myrim sees Tina get hit by the syrup, she smiles and dives under, swimming through the syrup till she's at Shrike's foot and tries to give it a tickle.

Morty

2012-10-12, 04:04 PM

[Red Zone - Just a Park]

Gniewomir successfully throws the Chrysalid off. It lays on the ground, trying to crawl away. This shell was too strong for it.

The other Chrysalids that haven't already escaped are corralled into the park, and can't really do much. They're very fast, but the bikers are ultimately faster.

Gniewomir doesn't chase the Chrysalid, instead joining the other bikers in trying to corral them. Meanwhile, backup has arrived.

The first to arrive are five heavy bikes with riders clad in much heavier armor than Anatolij and his men. The bikes' backs are painted in a motif of white wings on red background. The bikers are holding something that looks like powered lances. Then there's an armored truck with a HMG nest on the roof.

Upon arriving, the new bikers will attempt to charge the Chrysalids, each aiming for one monster. If they hit, the lances will impale the aliens with tremendous energy, multiplied by the technology they're equipped with.

Meanwhile, the truck pulls over and the machine gun begins firing on the Chrysalids not attacked by the Hussar bikers.

The Bushranger

2012-10-12, 04:20 PM

[Temple of Splendours]

Shrike grins impishly at Tina - then jumps with a squeak as she's tickled, going to scramble out of the syrup and onto the edge of the pool rather stickily!

===

[Angie's Clinic]

If this were Tobias, there would likely be some sort of tentacle joke in response to that description. BR, however, just raises an eyebrow and looks intrigued with a nod. "Sure, that sounds different."

McBish

2012-10-12, 06:07 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"He is quite a guy."

Angie takes a seat behind her desk picking up her phone and hitting a series of numbers before hanging up. A few seconds later a small doorway of light appears above the empty chair. It swings open and crawling out comes a large Octopus. He settles onto the chair, with three tentacles below him holding him up so he is closer to the level of a person sitting in a chair.

"Ah, hello there Angie and friend, how are we all doing today?"

Another two tentacles close and fold away the door into nothingness, some sort of ancient looking script flowing across its skin on those two tentacles.

"Doing very well Fabian, this is my old friend John."

"Hello John."

The Bushranger

2012-10-12, 06:09 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"Pleased to meet you. Full name's John O'Connell, any friend of Angie's is a friend of mine," the ghost says with an nod, a bit surprised that it's a literal octopus despite the description.

happyturtle

2012-10-12, 06:26 PM

[On the way Home]

"Yeah I think my life is going to get a lot more complicated till this all gets sorted out. By complicated of course I mean dangerous."

He says as a way of warning her that hanging around him could get her hurt, or in trouble. He doesn't want her to leave him alone or anything, he just would feel guilty if he didn't say anything, then something happened.

"Hey, I wouldn't make a good medic if I was scared of a little danger," Charity says. She's lying. She is a confirmed coward and hates danger. But she's faced down her own fears enough times since arriving in the Nexus to know she can do it, even if she'd rather turn and run.

McBish

2012-10-12, 07:09 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

"Fabian Littoral. A pleasure to meet you. So how can I be of assistance?"

"Well we were hoping you might be able to get in touch with the group that recommended you to me. I was hoping to find out more about my grandfathers adventures. Specifically where he had been. I'm trying to plan a trip."

"I see. I doubt I will get to many specifics, but finding locations even just general shouldn't be to hard. There should be some record of it. Celestial bureaucracy has a long memory."

------------------

[On the way Home]

"Hey if you think these guys are after you, or watching you, will you let me know. I know you have other friends that can probably take care of it, but these guys came after me."

He frowns and then gives a shrug. They are now standing in front of a very large looking mansion in a nice neighborhood, Calvin doesn't seem to be going any further, must be home.

Jacklu

2012-10-12, 10:33 PM

Sitar's Strings

Latalla looks from her companions to James and back.

I don't know what's going on-

As usual.

Sorry. Continue.

AS I WAS SAYING. I don't know what's going on, but if gold needs to change hands for this to get going, I can cover that. One moment.

She holds out her hand and a sword appears in it. It vanished and is replaced by a brick. That, in turn, vanishes and a chainsaw takes its place. A rocket launcher, a hammer, a knife, a whip, a banana peel, a high tech blaster riffle of somekind.

Hold on, I have it here somewhere.

A mason jar plugged with a massive cork, a scythe, and finally, a bunch of gold coins appears in her hands.

Yay! I knew I had those on my weapons roll table somewhere.

She proceeds to attempt to dump the coins in James' hands. There is a lot there. Probably three times as much as he was asking for. This, incidentally, was how she was planning on paying for dinner.

The Bushranger

2012-10-12, 10:52 PM

[Angie's Clinic]

BR stays respectfully quiet, but it's clear from his expression that he hasn't particularly cared for celestial bureaucracies in the past.

happyturtle

2012-10-13, 04:52 AM

[On the way Home]

"Hey if you think these guys are after you, or watching you, will you let me know. I know you have other friends that can probably take care of it, but these guys came after me."

He frowns and then gives a shrug. They are now standing in front of a very large looking mansion in a nice neighborhood, Calvin doesn't seem to be going any further, must be home.

"I will," Charity says to Calvin, then turns to face the mansion. "Your home?"