[Nexus] Inside 52

[Rebonack]

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Flag of Inside, flown over all Remnant and Government Installations

Current Events: A Marmite shortage has been reported in the slums! Is anyone brave enough to gather the much needed yeast extract?

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 is the center of a planar Nexus, a crossing point between all possible (and some impossible) 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 realities.

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


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.

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 and Streets
Zones:
In the Zone(s): The City of Inside is separated into three zones that represent the general threat level color coded for your convenience.

The Blue Zones are upper-class, well to do portions of Inside. You're pretty darn safe here.

The Grey Zones consists of the more traditionally urban parts of inside. Certainly no gated community, but it isn't immediately life threatening either.

The Red Zones represents the parts of the City that are degenerate, destitute, or downright dangerous. Sometimes all of the above. If you're poking around a Red Zone be ready to get jumped by Orks or ghouls or killer robots or something.

Streets:

Can you tell me how to get, how to get to Hodgepodge 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. The Riftline monorail public transit system allows for quick and easy access between the many Streets of Inside. Best of all it's fast and free!

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

Hodgepodge Street: The generically modern setting! Hodgepodge 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.

Steele Street: Need a Victorian location with all sorts of choking industrial pollution? Need an always-night urban landscape with superficial resemblance to 1800s London? Well Steel Street is by far the best place Inside to come down with Black Lung Disease! With spooky stinky fog, gross waterways, and the occasional murderer who may or may not be spring-heeled. Come for the fish and chips! Stay for the gritty atmosphere!

Arkham Street: Spanning 1920s-1930s style fantastic horror, Arkham Street is home of such spooky locations as Philip Memorial Library, the haunted Carter House, and Dunwich Park. Ah Arkham Street, where the clustering gambled roofs sway and sag above the attics where witches hid from the king's men in the dark olden days of Town. The Town is gone, but the witches are still here! And the monsters, and the cultists, and the regular folks just trying not to lose their minds.

Metropolis Square: It's Atom Age or Deco Punk or whatever you want to call it! 1930-50s era retro science fiction with ray guns and mad scientists and nuclear powered robots who just want to learn the meaning of love. This part of Inside is known for its slick hats, era cars, smooth jazz, a robotic workforce, and square-jawed heroes.

The Skyway: High up above the tops of the tallest skyscrapes one can find The Skyway! A high future urban cityscape of floating buildings of glass and chrome and steel and plastic. And a space port too, if you feel like leaving the planet for whatever reason. Think Jetsons with more foot paths. Riftline, of course, grants access to The Skyway to for those not blessed with flying cars.

Need some cyberpunk action? You got some cyberpunk action! The gritty future of cyber-criminals clashing against government and corporate forces! With cyborgs and hackers and stuff! Grungy urban sprawl, a decaying job market, and an oppressed underclass mark this area of Inside. Burnt Chromes Street is the distopian counter-point to The Skyway's more optimistic vision of what the future holds.

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.

Deadwood Street: The wild, wild west. Located on the edge of Inside this is the western part of the city. And that means any kind of western. From spegetti to steampunk to magical. Whether you need to hang around a saloon, have a duel a high noon, or go riding off into the sunset Deadwood Street is your best bet.

PokéStreet: By popular demand! This one should be obvious enough. PokéCenters and PokéMarts and PokéGyms and PokéParks and PokéNarwhals and everything else Poké-related! Great place to visit if you feel like watching some adorable animals beat the tar out of each other. Just watch out for the tall grass. You never know what might be lurking in there.

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

The The Temperance Teahouse (Grey Zone) Owned by Artemis

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In an old section of the city stands a wooden building of ancient construction. From inside comes the sound of good conversation and, occasionally, music being played. The scents of exotic teas, spices, and good foods drift out onto the street. along with the scents and sounds come an aura of peace and comfort. It's a nice place here, you could definitely stick around for a while, to escape the general madness of the city.

Two wings extend out from the main building. To the north (the right side as you face the tea house) is an extension of the main structure, still made of wood, the architecture is slightly different and more brightly colored, and also noticeably newer. The west side of the building is surrounded by a stone wall, enclosing a garden. The garden ends at a low stone building running the length of the west wall.

[Restaurant]Inside the restaurant is filled with tables and chairs, spread out across the dark hardwood floors. Thick wooden pillars support the second floor and the roof, their tops carved with geometric designs. At the north side of the restaurant is a long counter, surrounding an open kitchen. Steam and smoke drift up from the fires and the woks used for cooking. A shelf along the back wall is filled with dozens of tins, each containing a particular tea or herbal blend. Interspersed among them are tea kettles, each one used to brew a particular type of tea.

The center of the restaurant is open to the second floor. Stairs lead up to more seating on the second level, which looks down on the restaurant below over carved wooden balconies. The ceiling above the open space is painted with a mural of a golden dragon floating through the clouds and circling the sun.

Seats on the west side of the building go fast, as they offer the best view of the gardens. The south and east sides offer views of the bustling streets below. The north side of the second floor has no windows and sits above the kitchen, so it is often darker and smokier than the rest of the restaurant.

Menu[B]Drinks

Herbal Tea
Green Tea
Black Tea
White Tea
Yellow Tea
Red Tea
Blue Tea - Mentally stimulating.
Purple Tea - Very relaxing and slightly hallucinogenic.
Iced Tea - Served sweet or unsweet, with or without lemon.
Sake - Available chilled, heated, or at room temperature.
Lychee Wine - A rich sweet drink with a deep golden color. Pairs well with seafood. Served cold.

Food

Dim Sum
Sushi
Stir Fry - Served over rice or noodles
Noodles
Soup
Rice Cakes

Sweets

Ice Cream - Vanilla, Green Tea, Red Bean, and Mango flavored.
Dragon's Beard Candy - A spun sugar similar to cotton candy.
Moon Cake - A dense sweet cake around a salted egg yolk "moon".
Sun Cake - A crunchy pastry filled with a sugary cream.
Tempura Fried Bananas - Served over ice cream.

[North Wing]The north wing of the restaurant is of newer construction. It is more brightly painted and more heavily decorated than the main restaurant. Two doorways on each floor lead to a U shaped hallway that runs through the north wing. Sliding paper screens from the inner walls, so that they can be slid aside and make the spaces much larger. The lower floor holds private rooms that can be reserved for larger parties or special meetings. These rooms typically have a long low table surrounded by cushions. The second floor rooms have more flexible floor plans. Most have tables and chairs, often used to host card or board games. A few can be rented out for sleeping quarters, but patrons are reminded that the walls are, literally, paper thin. Disruptive behavior will have you evicted without a refund.

[Garden]The west wing of the tea house is a large garden surrounded by stone wall. A circular gate leads directly from the garden to the streets, as well as doors leading into the restaurant. The garden itself is carefully kept, trees and bushes trained and cut into pleasing shapes. Stone lanterns and statues decorate the garden. Two pools filled with koi fish sit diagonally from one another, connected together by a stream filled with river rocks. The sound of trickling water fills the garden. A winding path leads through the garden and over a low stone bridge. On the far side of the bridge, the path passes through another circular gate guarded by two stone dragons on plinths. the pair stare down at any visitors, questioning their intentions in passing through their gate.

Beyond the Dragon Gate the path becomes perfectly straight. On either side are large black stones surrounded by carefully raked white sand. The path passes under a red Torii gate before encountering the low stone building at the far side of the garden. The building runs the full length of the west wall and is open to the garden. Large prayer wheels line the opening and are turned by the breeze or visiting people. The walls within the building are heavily decorated and covered in hanging scrolls. At the center of the building is a shrine, covered in candles. Behind it is a mural depicting scenes of a warrior, a golden dragon, and the sun. Sitting on the shrine a wooden statue of a warrior, sitting in meditation, his sword set aside. The wood is lacquered and carefully inlaid with delicate patterns in gold. From the statue emanates a strong aura of peace, which spreads throughout the entire property.

NPCsHideki - A large man with a red face and a long nose, he is most often found in the kitchen, cooking up tasty things.
Hanako - An older woman, her black hair streaked with grey. She is Hideki's wife and most often found behind the counter serving tea.
Sakura - A lovely young woman and the daughter of Hideki and Hanako. She acts as a waitress and sometimes plays music.


OOC: Please Read. Important information.
The Teahouse and garden are protected by an aura of non-violence. Violent acts cannot be committed here. You cannot attack another patron or do anything that would cause them bodily harm. Anyone who attempts it will find it extremely hard to convince themselves to do it. If a particularly willful person overcomes this compulsion, something in the environment will intervene, as if by seemingly random chance, to protect their victim as if by divine intervention. Because that's exactly what it is.

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.

[Lord Magtok]

[Truth, Streets]

"Unfortunately, I don't think there's any way to get you back in a timely fashion. Come with me," he'll wave her to follow, allowing her to be behind him. She's the person with the gun after all, it'll probably make her feel safer, "There's a couple places that are willing to offer discounts to people that are displaced from time, as it were, and I've got enough to cover your first month's rent if you need me to. It won't be fancy, but it'll be functional enough. I'm sure someone with a little weapons training can figure out how to get some money around here."

Truth, Streets

"No, I don't need a month's rent. I'm not staying here. I don't care if I can't go home right away, just tell me how to get back."

Stupid alien. Just because she can't get home right this minute doesn't mean she wants to spend the rest of her life here!

[Lady Serpentine]

[Park]

"Sorry about that.

Huh. So, the deities of your world aren't very benign, then?"

"Why do you say that? I was talking about the ghosts... And eh, it varies. I'm from here, actually, so there's a pretty big mix of deities."

[horngeek]

[Park]

"Gah. Sorry, I misunderstood you...

...wait, did we actually introduce ourselves? I'm Zila Delanna."

[Lady Serpentine]

[Park]

"Maeve Telliar. It's nice to officially meet you, Zila... You mentioned you're an immigrant? Do you need a place to stay?"

[horngeek]

[Park]

"Well, more 'got sucked in'... and I'm currently staying at one of the inns, although I suppose I should look for somewhere a little more permanent..."

[Lady Serpentine]

[Park]

"Sorry, that's just what we call people who get stuck here... And if you like, you could stay with us, then? It's not the nicest place in the world, but it's got plenty of room, and we don't charge rent..."

[horngeek]

[Park]

"Oh? Where's your place?"

[Lady Serpentine]

[Park]

"A ways out in the city, in the Red Zone... Right near the edge of the next one in, though."

[horngeek]

[Park]

"Well, if it's okay with everyone there... I don't want to intrude."

[Lady Serpentine]

[Park]

Maeve shakes her head, smiling.

"Nah, it's fine... If anything, Khair will probably be glad for the company. I haven't been able to be around as much as we'd like lately..."

[horngeek]

[Park]

"In that case, I'd be happy to accept your hospitality, at least for now."

Zila smiles gratefully.

[Lady Serpentine]

[Park]

"You want to go there now, then?", Maeve asks, returning Zila's smile. "She should be home..."

[horngeek]

[Park]

"If you want, sure."

[Lady Serpentine]

[Park -> Home]

And, presumably, they head off to Maeve's then!

[horngeek]

[Park=>Maeve's]

So they do...

{{Post in the Home thread?}}

[Chaotic Bob]

EMBOH

"I'm not getting into a fight with a dog, Libby."

What could possibly be so undignified as to argue with a mutt, after all? That's not even taking into consideration Maggy's phobia of canines, which would definitely come into play here. The only thing scarier than a horrible devil-spawned hellhound is a talking horrible devil-spawned hellhound, after all.

"Framing could probably work, though. Hrm..."

Borrowing an idea or two from that cube buzzing about his MagCave, our cyborg aims for the darkest, most angsty-looking antihero in the immediate vicinity, trying to 'accidentally' trip into that individual from behind, his foot entangling itself on his robe in a manner you really would expect to happen more often than it does. On the way down, his palm slaps a very sticky, spikey explosive device into the poor bastard's back, which immediately starts blinking and beeping. Whoops, how clumsy of him!

"Ack! Oh, sorry, I tripped. Here, you dropped your-OH HOLY **** HE'S GOT A BOMB!"

Let's see security deal with that. Preferably from a safe distance away, as Magtok intends to make good on his frightful civilian act, and cowardly flee back towards wherever he last left Libby. He'll need to move fast, this distraction can only last so long.

"Did you see any stairs? Or elevators? Downstairs would be our best bet, if they have a basement. People just love burying their money for some reason."

Now is not the time for wry commentary on Nexus society, Magtok. Run! Find something other than bland, useless foyer to explore while the guards are still freaking out!

[EMBOH]

The cube inspired you to plant a bomb on someone?
That's an odd leap of logic, Maggy.

Libby doesn't comment past a slightly raised eyebrow, before he comes rushing towards her, as security descends upon the poor framee.

Literally descends.
Three of them have jetpacks and taser-guns.
That poor guy is going to be in for a rough few seconds, even as he flails about wondering who-the-heck-has-a-bomb-oh-gods-why-is-my-back-beeping.


"High Security, the jet-equipped individuals, have moved from their perch above the lower-access stairs.
This way."
Not batting an eye at the horrible pun she just committed, the reaper swiftly moves towards the far end of the bank, where lies a fairly standard electrical security lock door guarding the stairs.

Just because this is the Nexus and they know better than to not-lock their valuables, or even the pathways to their valuables.


Libby brushes her hand across the lock, the lights dim out and fade, and she opens the door before descending into the lower level.

Assuming Magtok doesn't do something silly, like suffer a sudden guilt complex and stop to help the poor guy that security is now throwing to the ground while they neutralize his bomb, he will be greeted by the sight of a sterile-white hall!

Complete with directions.



Security -------->
<--- Primary Vault

[Lady Serpentine]

((Yep! (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=15249632&posted=1#post15249632)))

[Morcleon]

[DMC 2.0]

"Please use the term deity. churches are buildings witch can be filled by the deity. Not the other way around."

Mia seems a bit unpleasent as Yuki used this term.

"With most you don't mean all. So what's with the Not 'most'?"

[DMC 2.0]

"Ah, my apologies." Yuki smiles sheepishly and rubs the back of his head nervously. "Deities, then."

"And yes, some of them can be rather too forceful. There used to be one known as Takano, very overbearing, even in his supposed crusade for good. He would constantly try to force his paradigm of 'good' upon all he set eyes on."

[Lord Magtok]

EMBOH




[EMBOH]

The cube inspired you to plant a bomb on someone?
That's an odd leap of logic, Maggy.

Libby doesn't comment past a slightly raised eyebrow, before he comes rushing towards her, as security descends upon the poor framee.

Literally descends.
Three of them have jetpacks and taser-guns.
That poor guy is going to be in for a rough few seconds, even as he flails about wondering who-the-heck-has-a-bomb-oh-gods-why-is-my-back-beeping.


"High Security, the jet-equipped individuals, have moved from their perch above the lower-access stairs.
This way."
Not batting an eye at the horrible pun she just committed, the reaper swiftly moves towards the far end of the bank, where lies a fairly standard electrical security lock door guarding the stairs.

Just because this is the Nexus and they know better than to not-lock their valuables, or even the pathways to their valuables.


Libby brushes her hand across the lock, the lights dim out and fade, and she opens the door before descending into the lower level.

Assuming Magtok doesn't do something silly, like suffer a sudden guilt complex and stop to help the poor guy that security is now throwing to the ground while they neutralize his bomb, he will be greeted by the sight of a sterile-white hall!

Complete with directions.

More precisely, the cube's latching onto the back of a giant robot inspired Magtok to do something vaguely similar. I imagine the consequences of those two actions are to be vastly different from one another, though.

"I could've gotten the lock myself, you kn-Oh wait, that's why you did it, isn't it?"

Rules rules rules rules. Libby and her restrictions on everything. He killed Zeus, took the Thunder God's head right off his shoulders, with instantaneous goat-telefragging! That should've been the end of it! Who's going to object or interfere, when one of them is a sexy, robed god of death and destruction, and the other is Libby?

"Man, if I'd known it was going to be this easy, I wouldn't have even bothered inventing that giant safe-hauling machine. Let's go smash security first; I didn't pack a rocket launcher or anything for the vault door."

How hard could the security systems be for our Magtok? I mean, he only dabbles in things like hacking and programming every rare once in while, not really devoting much time or resources to any specific field, but even so, half of Magtok's face is a computer. Shouldn't be that hard, right?

[Zefir]

[DMC 2.0]

"Ah, my apologies." Yuki smiles sheepishly and rubs the back of his head nervously. "Deities, then."

"And yes, some of them can be rather too forceful. There used to be one known as Takano, very overbearing, even in his supposed crusade for good. He would constantly try to force his paradigm of 'good' upon all he set eyes on."

[DMC 2.0]

Mia giggles a bit. The image of a god forcing his paradigma over some toasts comes into her mind. The burnt ones are the evil and the well made are the good.

"And I assume you got a nature god who asks all his followers to not harm any plants?"


I've never been to that hotel. How about there, just for the new experience?"

"Ok." Mr C just says and gives Jace a proper dicription how to get to the Hotel.

[Everysize Hotel]

((Open for more guests))

The everysize hotel is a tall building, looking like most mid class hotels from the outside. The only odd thing is that the size of the windows is different every floor. Starting with big windows for large people, then some small then some normal windows and so on. The hotel has specialized to get a fitting room for every size.

The reception inside shows this, too. There are 5 desk for the most common size. from Tiny to large. There is even one lift for every size. And a lot of differetn people seem to use the service the everysize hotel offers.

A beautiful eflen woman stands behind the desk for human sized people.
"How can I help you?" she askes Jace with a lovly voice when he comes closer.

[Morcleon]

[DMC 2.0]

Mia giggles a bit. The image of a god forcing his paradigma over some toasts comes into her mind. The burnt ones are the evil and the well made are the good.

"And I assume you got a nature god who asks all his followers to not harm any plants?"

[DMC 2.0]

Yuki gives her an amused look. "No, actually. The nature god treats all of nature as nature, not just plants. Mountains, oceans, the sky, the underground, all are his domain. And the occasional thinning out of overgrowth can be very healthy to an ecosystem."

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

"Oh you know how I want to consummate this union."

"A handshake will suffice, unless you have some other preferred method."

Joy. The word game anyways. "You and those affiliated with you will not use Tobias' children or grandchildren to harm Tobias in any way, with exception to Callie Pyrsol. You and those affiliated with you will not perform any attack on GLoG that kills anyone other than Tobias or causes any lasting damage. In exchange..." Reinholdt waves his hand to Reynard, so he can fill in the blanks on the other side of the deal.

... You will help achieve my goals and provide me with feedback so that we can worth together for mutual profit and pleasure. With a serious expression on his face, he extends his hand to shake. No word games, no clever tricks, just a deal Reynard intends to follow.


Thariza will walk along the patrol route, ready for a fight.

Hector takes point, ordering Pleithar to follow behind him and Thariza to watch their backs. He appears nonchalantly relaxed, casually strolling along and offering smiles to passing citizens. But the Charr may notice that he is scanning the tall buildings surrounding them a little anxiously.

[Deathkeeper]

"Ok." Mr C just says and gives Jace a proper dicription how to get to the Hotel.

[Everysize Hotel]

((Open for more guests))

The everysize hotel is a tall building, looking like most mid class hotels from the outside. The only odd thing is that the size of the windows is different every floor. Starting with big windows for large people, then some small then some normal windows and so on. The hotel has specialized to get a fitting room for every size.

The reception inside shows this, too. There are 5 desk for the most common size. from Tiny to large. There is even one lift for every size. And a lot of differetn people seem to use the service the everysize hotel offers.

A beautiful eflen woman stands behind the desk for human sized people.
"How can I help you?" she askes Jace with a lovly voice when he comes closer.

Jace looks around a bit before answering.
"I'm looking for a friend of mine I'm supposed to meet. Little lizard fellow? Gold armor?"

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

Reinholdt will shake Reynard's hand.
How utterly anti-climatic. :smalltongue:

[Zefir]

[DMC 2.0]

"So a world owning Nature god and a lawful stupid god. Sounds like they make enougth trouble to give the people something to do."

[Everysize Hotel]

"You mean master C? Then you must be master Jace. He told us that you will come. I call him right away."

The woman will then take the phone and call the room. It needs a few moments until the call is answered.

"Master C? The person you wait for is here. [Description od Jace]. I send him to your room. Goodbye."

She hangs off the phone and turns back to Jace.

"He waits for you in Room 231. Take the lift of your size to 2nd level and then go right."

I should mention, the hotel is much larger from the inside, then you see from the outside.

[Deathkeeper]

Everysize Hotel

"Thank you." Jace says to the receptionist (Zebes bows) before following her instructions to find C's room. He knocks, of course.

[Halae]

Truth, Streets

"No, I don't need a month's rent. I'm not staying here. I don't care if I can't go home right away, just tell me how to get back."

Stupid alien. Just because she can't get home right this minute doesn't mean she wants to spend the rest of her life here![Truth Street]

"Look, I didn't want to when I first got here either, but even if I wanted to go home, I've got no way, just like most people. For better or worse, you're probably stuck here." Karrus says

[Morcleon]

[DMC 2.0]

"So a world owning Nature god and a lawful stupid god. Sounds like they make enougth trouble to give the people something to do."

[DMC 2.0]

"Well, there used to be a lawful stupid god." Yuki grins, leaning back. "Haruka and I kinda... took care of that problem."

[Devmaar]

[Market Street]

Abrek is strolling down the street when he notices the unusual figure of the trading crustacean. He wanders over and enquires So, what manner of trinkets are these?

[OrchestraHc]

[Gothic Rooftop]

Calvin reaches into his pants pocket and pulls out a piece of cloth that could easily work as a blindfold. He rumples it up and tosses it to Young Star. "That's OK I am going to stick around here. I have a few things I should be doing anyways. Call me when you are done?" Calvin seems to be calming down a bit. He is glad this whole task is almost done.

[Gothic Rooftop]

"I'll see if I can't get any information out of him, though I may have to bring him back," Young Star admits as he tries to blindfold the mage. "Locking him up forever wouldn't be the strictest sense of legal." With that he try to lift the mage up with one hand and fly him off. "Adios"

[Market Street]

((I think It's technically TE's turn, so please excuse my lack of response))

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

Reinholdt may find a small card with a phone number on it in his hand. First things first. Tell Callie to stop shadowing Hadrian.

[ThirdEmperor]

Market Street

"Many kinds, very good, five gold. Talk to my friend here." Melbourne seems rather unwilling to speak to the four-armed ape, instead tugging at Pepperjack's arm to draw his partners attention towards the inquisitive passerby.

Dealing with the customers is Frederick's job for a reason- If Mel was to do it, why, his sparkling intellect would shine through in a moment and then the jig would be up! Besides, listening to ape-chatter is already giving him a headache.


Nort's Place

"So the range could be expanded with a portal network." Sounds promising. But Nort brought something up earlier.. "You mentioned safety precautions. Would these prevent the device being used to endanger living beings?"

[OrchestraHc]

Market Street

Rather touching that Melbourne considers Pepperjack a friend. "That would be me. These trinkets are exactly as they appear, odds and ends, bits and pieces anyone could find around the house. But for five gold coins, Melbourne the Mystic can enchant these items with spells for anything you'd like. All you need do is simply ask."

[horngeek]

On the Way to the Library

Zila hums softly as she and Lovejoy walk along the street. "That seems... rather impersonal."

{{She's continuing the conversation they were having as they left. :smallsmile:}}

[DJ Yung Crunk]

On the Way to the Library

Lovejoy visibly shudders as he steps out on to the street, briefly regretting his choice in attire. He crosses his bare forearms to better cover them. "You're telling me. Growing up the closest thing I had to a mother figure was Mary Tyler Moore" He picks up his pace to keep up with Zila, walking side by side with her. "So what about you? Where do you come from? What was life like there?"

[McBish]

[Gothic Rooftop]



"I'll see if I can't get any information out of him, though I may have to bring him back," Young Star admits as he tries to blindfold the mage. "Locking him up forever wouldn't be the strictest sense of legal." With that he try to lift the mage up with one hand and fly him off. "Adios"

"Alright." Calvin doesn't seem concered at all with having this be legal. But he gets Young Star's perspective, silly heros. Calvin watches them fly off and then will climb off the building heading through the streets making sure he isn't followed before heading home.

The mage is quiet as Young Star blindfolds him. He is curious about this wormhole and witch that he is going to meet. But he is going to try and orginize his thoughts to try and send a mental message to someone before he gets dragged to a new dimension.

==========================

Nort's Place



"So the range could be expanded with a portal network." Sounds promising. But Nort brought something up earlier.. "You mentioned safety precautions. Would these prevent the device being used to endanger living beings?"

"Yes, the saftey settings on it are very good. There are probably a few ways that you could make it dangerous but for the most part if you tried the machine will freeze up and refuse your commands." Which is really helpful when you are learinging how to operate it by guess and check.

[Devmaar]

Market Street

Rather touching that Melbourne considers Pepperjack a friend. "That would be me. These trinkets are exactly as they appear, odds and ends, bits and pieces anyone could find around the house. But for five gold coins, Melbourne the Mystic can enchant these items with spells for anything you'd like. All you need do is simply ask."

"Anything? Surely you must have some limits?"

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

Reinholdt may find a small card with a phone number on it in his hand. First things first. Tell Callie to stop shadowing Hadrian.

Taberna Lavernalis

Reinholdt takes the card and looks at it briefly before stepping away to call Callie on his cell phone.
He got a family plan.

*brrng brrng*

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

After a few rings, the call is answered. Hello?

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

"Hello Callie. It's me, Reinholdt." Reinholdt replies.

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

In the pause that follows, you can practically hear her start sweating as she tries to figure out how he got this number and what he wants. ... Oh. Um. What's up?

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

"Reynard said to stop trailing Hadrian." Reinholdt explains after a moment's pause. Just to let her sweat a tad longer.

[horngeek]

On the Way to the library

Zila hums. "Well, I'm from a world called Rhivaron… that's the most common name for it, anyway.

As for what it's like… not as much technology as here, that's for certain."

[ThirdEmperor]

Nort's Place

"But there are insects nearly everywhere. Are small enough lifeforms ignored?" One would suspect they'd have to be, considering the abundance of micro-organisms. The question is where the cut-off point lies.

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

Okay. She still sounds surprised, but seems to easily accept that. Anything else?

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

"Umm... no, not really. Unless you wanted to swing by to say hi. That's all." Reinholdt shifts about awkwardly.

[Lost_Deep]

A Park!

It's a beautiful day.

In fact, it's an utterly mindbogglingly beautiful day. It's an utterly perfect day. It's that perfect temperature, just enough wind, and a nice blue sky with a could parked just in front of the sun so that no one gets the sun in their eyes. The birds are chirping, the bugs are down, and the pollen and dust is caught up in the morning dew.

Its the kind of day that fake emo kids ignore with all their might and makes real emo kids doubt if life really is only suffering.

On this utterly perfect day, Kate is going for a walk through a park. She's well-rested, just recently caught up with a friend, earlier this morning she figured out a programming problem that had been bugging her, and today is pay day. It's like random chance tried to mess with her again and hit the other side of the bell curve.

[Lord Magtok]

Truth Street

"Just because you gave up doesn't mean I will! I'm leaving, as soon as I can. That's all there is to it."

Seems like Julianna isn't quite willing to let go of the idea of going home just yet. She spent the entirety of her life on that world, everything she's ever known, learned, and done has been relevant to that world, and that world alone. How could she just leave it and abandon all hope of ever going back?!

A Park!

Hey, y'know who hates perfect days? What Pumpkin. What Pumpkin despises perfect days. Not so you'd notice, though. Perfect days are hated, yes, and intensely so, but not any more than anything else. Hold on, let me rephrase: What I means is, What abhors everything in the Nexus. People, animals, plants, sunshine, metaphysical concepts, his own miserable existence...nothing escapes What's hatred. Certainly not perfect days, and definitely not Kate.

Kate might get the strangest feeling that her luck is about to change, and not for the better. There is someone, something, somewhere, lurking. Behind her, above her, below her, right in front of her, who knows, but it's out there, it is watching her, and it is hungry.

[Lost_Deep]

A Park

Kate, suddenly suffering a moment of paranoia, looks around. She's a bit off the beaten path here, she doesn't expect anyone else to be around. After a moment, she looks up, too. Just in case.

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

Mm... Goodbye then. And she hangs up, apparently not in the mood for chatting. Or maybe she just wants to contact Reynard and ask him if he really does want her to stop shadowing Hadrian. Because, man, can you imagine if Rein was bluffing?

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

Been there. Done that. You have to play it straight sometimes or bluffs are useless!

Reinholdt hmms and puts the phone away before sitting down again. He imagines this'll practically be his home now. Well this clone's anyways.

[Lord Magtok]

A Park

Nothing out of the ordinary. Except that pumpkin's a bit out of season, isn't it? And I wasn't going to bring it up at first, but who leaves a perfectly good black suit folded up on the ground in the middle of a park? It looks expensive too, the sort of suit you'd guard with your life against stain, not the kind of thing you'd just callously abandon to the elements like this. The poor thing's probably got mud all over it and everything!

[Lost_Deep]

A Park

Huh.

Kate doesn't think too much of it. She looks around for an owner of some sort, but if there isn't anyone there she shrugs and moves on.

Not the oddest thing she's seen walking through her park.

In fact, even off-screen she's seen odder things. She really doesn't think much of it.

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

Reynard laughs, then turns serious. Now, I'll be needing you to post your decryption of my message on the Wall.

[DJ Yung Crunk]

On the Way to the library

Zila hums. "Well, I'm from a world called Rhivaron… that's the most common name for it, anyway.

As for what it's like… not as much technology as here, that's for certain."

Lovejoy narrows his eyes in confusion and disappointment "You don't have to be so clinical. Come on, there's gotta be more to it than that"

[Halae]

Truth Street

"Just because you gave up doesn't mean I will! I'm leaving, as soon as I can. That's all there is to it."

Seems like Julianna isn't quite willing to let go of the idea of going home just yet. She spent the entirety of her life on that world, everything she's ever known, learned, and done has been relevant to that world, and that world alone. How could she just leave it and abandon all hope of ever going back?![Truth Street]

Karrus stops and looks back at Julianna, "Look kid, I'm trying to be helpful. I would have given a lot for someone to put a roof over my head when I first got here. I'm not saying you'll never go back, but it's not such a quick solution that you won't need to sleep from time to time. you want to fend for yourself though? Go ahead. See you around." He'll wave... and begin moving off in an entirely different direction. Seems she touched a nerve.

[The Bushranger]

[Marketplace]

Here, moving from stall to stall and acquiring a variety of meats, fruits, and vegetables, all freshly picked that morning (or, some claimed, the next morning using timey-wimey Stuff) was Aeryn. The owner of Erin's Emporium hummed softly to herself, examining a shelfful of freshly butchered poultry at Chicken For The Chicken God, and found herself wondering whatever had happened to that nice turducken rancher girl...

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[Halae]

[Marketplace]

A certain white haired girl may be suddenly bowled over by another individual in a rush. She hadn't been watching where she was going, and now she's run into someone! (possibly) knocked both of them over, too.

[The Bushranger]

[Marketplace]

Thankfully, Aerin's shopping basket is (a) a Bag of Holding, and (b) has a Land On Cat's Feet spell applied. So nothing spills!

Well, except Aerin, who's likely now flat on her back, blinking dazedly in surprise, and trying to get the number of that truck that just hit her!

[horngeek]

The path to the library

"Ah… I'm not really good at emotive descriptions…"

Zola rubs the back of her head awkwardly. "Anyway, we're nearly there."

[Halae]

[Marketplace]

"Oh! Sorry!" the person that ran into Aeryn says, pulling herself off the half-ghost girl, "Wasn't watching where I was going."

She reaches down a scaly, clawed hand to help Aeryn up. If the half-ghost cares to look, She'll see a black haired woman covered in light green scales. The draconic cast of her face prevent her from being truly pretty, though her smile is quite pleasant. She's currently wearing a pair of jeans, her feet, uncovered, being digitigrade. on her upper body, she wears a tank top that, while showing off a little cleavage, is very far from being revealing. a long, muscular tail waves behind her legs, and she has a slight hunch; probably compensating for the feet and tail. a pair of horns are on her head, and she has hazel eyes.

"Are you alright? I didn't spill anything, did I?"

[The Bushranger]

[Marketplace]

"Oh. No, I'm fine, thanks. I should have been watching where I was going," Aeryn observes, taking the offered hand with a smile and, once pulled to her feet, dusting herself off. "You seemed to be in a hurry - is something up?"

She paused, then chuckled to herself. "Sorry, I'm getting ahead of myself, I haven't even introduced myself, have I? Aeryn O'Connell," she says, doing so.

[OrchestraHc]

[Gothic Rooftop]

"Alright." Calvin doesn't seem concered at all with having this be legal. But he gets Young Star's perspective, silly heros. Calvin watches them fly off and then will climb off the building heading through the streets making sure he isn't followed before heading home.

The mage is quiet as Young Star blindfolds him. He is curious about this wormhole and witch that he is going to meet. But he is going to try and orginize his thoughts to try and send a mental message to someone before he gets dragged to a new dimension.

Gothic Rooftop -> Time and Space Unknown

Young Star has no means to notice or stop a telepathic message, but that better be a short one as they aren't terribly far from the portal. After some short time of flying around, the mage will feel the hero turn around and then fly backwards. It will probably make the mage feel like a square peg trying to fit into a star-shaped hole, but he somehow still fits.

"It's really a shame I had to blind fold you, This always looks awesome." And so they fly to the realm of Young Star and his ilk.

((Shall we take this to random?))


"Anything? Surely you must have some limits?"

Market Street

"Naturally more difficult enchantments may raise the price, as is fair, but I can assure you, Melbourne the mystic's skills in the realm thaumaturgic are rarely rivaled. Please tell me what us what you wish and we shall see."

[Halae]

[Marketplace]

"Halia Dhuun," the half-dragon says, returning the shake, "I'm not in a hurry. Sometimes I just like to run. Faster than I should, evidently."

[The Bushranger]

[Marketplace]

"Well, better you ran into me than anger the Chicken God." Aeryn grins, motioning to the stall behind her before grabbing her basket. "So, are you new around here? I don't think I've seen you before, and I shop every week here..."

[Halae]

[Marketplace]

"Yes, but my player wants to avoid all the start-up crap A little. I've been here long enough to know what's what, at least." She says, "The whole between meeting point of the worlds thing, right?"

[The Bushranger]

[Marketplace]

"Yep. I'd give the rest of the speech but Zee probably has the copyright on it." The half-ghost giggled, then turned serious. "So, anyway, was there anything you were looking for or just getting exercise? I was about to try and find a large ham..."

[Halae]

[Marketplace]

"Exercise, mostly, but also seeing the sights. Being new to the city doesn't really help matters, you know? Still a lot better than where I was." She smiles, "What about you? I guess you've been here a long while?"

[Zefir]

[DMC 2.0]

"Well, there used to be a lawful stupid god." Yuki grins, leaning back. "Haruka and I kinda... took care of that problem."

[DMC 2.0]

"Let's skip the details." Mia sais a bit ammussed by the choice of Yukis words, but still a follower of another god. It would feel like someone tells you how he dealt with an uncle.

((I'm running out of ideas what Mia might ask.^^ Maybe we should go on or does Yuki have something to say?))


Everysize Hotel

"Thank you." Jace says to the receptionist (Zebes bows) before following her instructions to find C's room. He knocks, of course.
((Sorry for delay I waited for your post and missed that it was right after mine.))
Everysize Hotel

"One moment." Mr. C's voice comes from inside. Then it makes a sudden clong as if something hit the door. The door opens and Mr. C sits on the doorknob a bit exhausted.

"Come in."

The room is standard for a mid level hotel. It's a place you can stay several week. In the mid of the room lays a bag. Obviously a handy haversack and some clothes are prepared on the bed. The small golden armor lays next to them.

"So how did things go?"

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

Reynard laughs, then turns serious. Now, I'll be needing you to post your decryption of my message on the Wall.

Taberna Lavernalis

Reinholdt frowns. Having those willing to get their 'hands dirty' for their own wishes was rarely a good thing.

"All of it? What about the part I didn't finish?" Reinholdt asks.

[Devmaar]

Market Street


"Naturally more difficult enchantments may raise the price, as is fair, but I can assure you, Melbourne the mystic's skills in the realm thaumaturgic are rarely rivaled. Please tell me what us what you wish and we shall see."

Hmm, your claims are impressive. Let me think... Abrek scrathes his chin as he ponders I'll keep it simple, I think. How about a trinket that would allow me to change the colours of my eyes. Not just the iris you understand, the whole eye.

[Deathkeeper]

((Sorry for delay I waited for your post and missed that it was right after mine.))
Everysize Hotel

"One moment." Mr. C's voice comes from inside. Then it makes a sudden clong as if something hit the door. The door opens and Mr. C sits on the doorknob a bit exhausted.

"Come in."

The room is standard for a mid level hotel. It's a place you can stay several week. In the mid of the room lays a bag. Obviously a handy haversack and some clothes are prepared on the bed. The small golden armor lays next to them.

"So how did things go?"

Everysize Hotel

"Spectacularly, truth be told. I just nabbed a job at Arcanus so all the materials were easy to get."
Jace pulls out a small wooden box from a pocket in his cloak. Opening it reveals a silver disc on a chain a few inches in diameter. In its center is a small green stone, and etched into the silver is the image of a dragon encircled around the stone, which almost appears to be winking.
"Polymorph effect to a half-dragon*, as requested. Extends the effect by slight use of wearer's natural magic. Perfectly safe and almost unnoticeable for about fifteen to eighteen hours, which is when it might start to actually cause minor strain. It only needs about eight hours to reset itself after being used. The only real limitation is that it turns off if you fall unconscious for any reason. Trust me, magic drain and sleep don't mix well. When worn it's activated and deactivated by touching the stone with the command word, which is Absarka."

*Let's assume Jace got C's request right. That's what the picture was labelled as (and looked like) but if it wasn't actually supposed to be one just fix it appropriately.

[Morcleon]

[DMC 2.0]

"Let's skip the details." Mia sais a bit ammussed by the choice of Yukis words, but still a follower of another god. It would feel like someone tells you how he dealt with an uncle.

((I'm running out of ideas what Mia might ask.^^ Maybe we should go on or does Yuki have something to say?))

[DMC 2.0]

"Mhmm... that would probably be a good idea." Yuki chuckles. "Shall we get going? As I recall, you wanted to visit that place...?"

((Yeah, shall we move things along? :smallsmile:))

[Lord Magtok]

[Truth Street]

Karrus stops and looks back at Julianna, "Look kid, I'm trying to be helpful. I would have given a lot for someone to put a roof over my head when I first got here. I'm not saying you'll never go back, but it's not such a quick solution that you won't need to sleep from time to time. you want to fend for yourself though? Go ahead. See you around." He'll wave... and begin moving off in an entirely different direction. Seems she touched a nerve.

"Wait!"

Yeah, I think we all saw that reaction coming. There's no way she's going to last out here all on her own, and she knows it.

"Thanks for the gun, comrade! I'm going to go sell it now, and spend all the money hookers and blow!"

Ha, that should get him running back! The mysterious translator forcing her to speak in English didn't quite capture the spirit of what she meant to say, but that was an alright translation, I guess. Hopefully Karuss will understand she wasn't being serious.


A Park

Huh.

Kate doesn't think too much of it. She looks around for an owner of some sort, but if there isn't anyone there she shrugs and moves on.

Not the oddest thing she's seen walking through her park.

In fact, even off-screen she's seen odder things. She really doesn't think much of it.

A blade cuts through the air, making a rather distinct sound as it flies right by Kate's head. She might find her hair to be quite a few inches shorter, all of a sudden, but her neck should be just fine, miraculously enough. There's a humanoid thing made of the aforementioned pumpkin and expensive suit standing behind her with a knife, and I don't think he's a barber.

[Lost_Deep]

A Park

A bit of her hair is suddenly shortened, and Kate spins around to see the pumpkin with a suit.

What?
(No pun intended, that's pure surprise.)

Kate's initial reactions, either talk or switch to dragon form and run, are stalled long enough for the snazzily-dressed pumpkin to be able to do something.

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

Yeah, go ahead and say you haven't cracked it, but it's probably a Bad Thing. I want you to warn everyone, basically. See if we can't shake things up around here. The Trickster grins.

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

"Fine." Reinholdt says without another word and standing to go graffiti a public building.

[Halae]

"Wait!"

Yeah, I think we all saw that reaction coming. There's no way she's going to last out here all on her own, and she knows it.

"Thanks for the gun, comrade! I'm going to go sell it now, and spend all the money hookers and blow!"

Ha, that should get him running back! The mysterious translator forcing her to speak in English didn't quite capture the spirit of what she meant to say, but that was an alright translation, I guess. Hopefully Karuss will understand she wasn't being serious.[Truth, Streets]

Karrus simply waves without even turning around. She can do whatever she wants with the damn thing, it's not his only weapon, and he knows she's not that stupid. He's not turning around for her. She'll have to come to him.

[The Bushranger]

[Marketplace]


"Exercise, mostly, but also seeing the sights. Being new to the city doesn't really help matters, you know? Still a lot better than where I was." She smiles, "What about you? I guess you've been here a long while?"

"Quite awhile," Aeryn confirms, nodding with a quiet sigh as, for a moment, she thinks about those lost over the ages, then smiles once more. "In fact...I guess I'd count as an old-timer, now. It's just kind of snuck up on me."

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

Reinholdt returns. "It's done." He takes a seat. Now to wait and see who shows up.

[DJ Yung Crunk]

The path to the library

"Ah… I'm not really good at emotive descriptions…"

Zola rubs the back of her head awkwardly. "Anyway, we're nearly there."

Lovejoy stops walking and grabs Zila by her shoulder to stop her "Not good at it or don't enjoy it? You'd be surprised how often people get the two confused." He folds his arms and waits for a reply.

[Chaotic Bob]

EMBOH



More precisely, the cube's latching onto the back of a giant robot inspired Magtok to do something vaguely similar. I imagine the consequences of those two actions are to be vastly different from one another, though.

"I could've gotten the lock myself, you kn-Oh wait, that's why you did it, isn't it?"

Rules rules rules rules. Libby and her restrictions on everything. He killed Zeus, took the Thunder God's head right off his shoulders, with instantaneous goat-telefragging! That should've been the end of it! Who's going to object or interfere, when one of them is a sexy, robed god of death and destruction, and the other is Libby?

"Man, if I'd known it was going to be this easy, I wouldn't have even bothered inventing that giant safe-hauling machine. Let's go smash security first; I didn't pack a rocket launcher or anything for the vault door."

How hard could the security systems be for our Magtok? I mean, he only dabbles in things like hacking and programming every rare once in while, not really devoting much time or resources to any specific field, but even so, half of Magtok's face is a computer. Shouldn't be that hard, right?

[EMBOH]

"I mostly just deactivated it because it was going to make a lot of noise whether you did or not."
Practical answer.
Libby gives a rather pleasant smile with it though.
"We'll get more time to see your wonderful mind at work, I'm sure."


They do some walking, take the fork to the SECURITY pathway, and Magtok says something completely stupid.


The next thing anyone knows, is that a massive white-metal vault door is looming before the both of them, in what very clearly isn't a security office.

Four little fist-sized pyramid-prism structures jut out of its four most extreme edges, tapered into fairly wide points, but otherwise this whole affair seems peculiarly unornamental.
No death-bots, security cameras, laser trip wires, floor sensors...

Just a really massive vault door blocking off the end of a hallway that leads to the exit somewhere behind them and around a corner.

[horngeek]

Path to the Library
"Really? This is more important to you than trying to find your girlfriend?"

Zila sighs. "Both. Either. I've never been good at answering open-ended questions, I never know where to start.

What do you want to know about my world? Dilosa, City of the Dark Elves, built in a gigantic cavern, gate of the Deeps? Serintariel, with a ruling family that mixes Desert Elf and human blood, a port where all races meet and trade? Idal, the First City, where Nalon ruled and found the road to godhood?

…huh. That works."

[DJ Yung Crunk]

Path to the Library
"Really? This is more important to you than trying to find your girlfriend?"

"Hey, she's a tough chick, she can take care of herself"


Zila sighs. "Both. Either. I've never been good at answering open-ended questions, I never know where to start.

What do you want to know about my world? Dilosa, City of the Dark Elves, built in a gigantic cavern, gate of the Deeps? Serintariel, with a ruling family that mixes Desert Elf and human blood, a port where all races meet and trade? Idal, the First City, where Nalon ruled and found the road to godhood?

…huh. That works."

Lovejoy is visibly taken aback as he tries to absorb the bouillabaisse of syllables he just heard. "Oh, wow, that's a pretty action packed world you got there. Did a lot of sightseeing, did you?"

[horngeek]

[Route to Library]

"Yes, I've traveled a fair bit. Action-packed? I described cities, not wars."

Zila gives Lovejoy an odd look. "Surely your world has great cities of its own?"

[Hattish Thing]

Taberna Laveralis

Martyn strides into the tavern. Well, to anyone else it's a figure in a shabby brown cloak. To all that could sense magic though, this figure drops in potent magic. He's not even human anymore, more demon than man. (:smalltongue:) he radiates black and twisted magic, and an ancient and foul presence can be detected as he walks. He moves close to the bar before his shabby cloak drops off his shoulders, revealing the man. He's blonde, fairly handsome except for his left face... Which must be deformed or something seeing as he's wearing a metal mask with a red lense on it. His right eye is blue, but they radiate cold anger, and hatred... Martyn shares his body with the ancient demon of hate, Rage. And his constant scowl as his eyes hungrily gaze over the world betrays his nature, seeing as every good and pure thing in the world makes Martyn seem to wince and scowl a little more.

He wears shining white armor that seems to be part flesh, part metal. It clings tightly to his thin body, his armor covering dark red silk clothing. His left hand up to just below the elbow is encased in a pure white gauntlet, a power glove. His left hand clicks and whirs mechanically. For though underneath the gauntlet is a fleshy arm, the gauntlet is moving and controlling flesh there now. The glove also has five buttons. Each a different color. He wears a dark red cape that's ripped at the bottom from sheer flight speed ripping the cloth. His boots are a dark grey with crimson as well. His right hand is normal, and a gold wedding ring shines on it. Around his neck is a necklace with a silver chain, and a glass heart. The heart has a crack running through the front of it.

As Martyn steps slowly, the temperature around him distinctly drops, at least twenty degrees, and wherever he walks the wood freezes over. Marty finally speaks out. I had heard from the Wall, that you had plans for the destruction of GLoG? I am... Interested in what plans you have. My name is Martyn, and Rage. We are one. I want to pay society back. Will you help me? I am the strongest man alive, a mortal god.

[Zefir]

Everysize Hotel

"Spectacularly, truth be told. I just nabbed a job at Arcanus so all the materials were easy to get."
Jace pulls out a small wooden box from a pocket in his cloak. Opening it reveals a silver disc on a chain a few inches in diameter. In its center is a small green stone, and etched into the silver is the image of a dragon encircled around the stone, which almost appears to be winking.
"Polymorph effect to a half-dragon*, as requested. Extends the effect by slight use of wearer's natural magic. Perfectly safe and almost unnoticeable for about fifteen to eighteen hours, which is when it might start to actually cause minor strain. It only needs about eight hours to reset itself after being used. The only real limitation is that it turns off if you fall unconscious for any reason. Trust me, magic drain and sleep don't mix well. When worn it's activated and deactivated by touching the stone with the command word, which is Absarka."

*Let's assume Jace got C's request right. That's what the picture was labelled as (and looked like) but if it wasn't actually supposed to be one just fix it appropriately.

Everysize Hotel

Mr. C looks over the object Jace brought. The first thing he looks for is. How does he activate it in his current form. I mean he is a few inch in size and his little paws are even smaller. That may be a problem, right? And yes the picture was half dragon, assuming dragons are a sub type of lizards or at least close to them.

"I see. So what's the prize?"


[DMC 2.0]

"Mhmm... that would probably be a good idea." Yuki chuckles. "Shall we get going? As I recall, you wanted to visit that place...?"

((Yeah, shall we move things along? :smallsmile:))

[DMC 2.0]

"Give me a day or two and I'm ready with a slight example of the nanits."

This can be time skriped and we can assume she made it.

[Deathkeeper]

Everysize Hotel

C can put a paw on the gem and activate it as long as the chain is in some way circling his neck. Obviously there would be a lot of spare chain but that doesn't matter as long as the clasp is shut. It also can be shrunk easily, Jace just couldn't make it start that size because it'd be hard as heck to work with.

"Eh. [moderate sum] is fine. This was more for fun than profit, really. Sorry about the size; I really couldn't make it much smaller. It's why I can't do rings well. It'll still work fine as long as the chain's touching your neck. And shrinking it shouldn't interfere with it at all."

[DJ Yung Crunk]

Route to the Library

Sure... New York, London, Tokyo, Cleveland... Not that I've been to any of them myself. I never got further than sunny Crabgrass Pines myself. I was kind of a nester."

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Laveralis

Reinholdt doesn't recognize Martyn as the stuttering Marty he met back in the day.

"If you're so strong, why are you here? Surely you don't need help?" Well he needs help certainly, but not of that kind.

[McBish]

Gothic Rooftop -> Time and Space Unknown


Young Star has no means to notice or stop a telepathic message, but that better be a short one as they aren't terribly far from the portal. After some short time of flying around, the mage will feel the hero turn around and then fly backwards. It will probably make the mage feel like a square peg trying to fit into a star-shaped hole, but he somehow still fits.

"It's really a shame I had to blind fold you, This always looks awesome." And so they fly to the realm of Young Star and his ilk.

((Shall we take this to random?))


((Sounds good.))

"Of course you would have to rub that in wouldn't you." The mages voice sounds a bit weaker like he is feeling nauseated.

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

Nort's Place



"But there are insects nearly everywhere. Are small enough lifeforms ignored?" One would suspect they'd have to be, considering the abundance of micro-organisms. The question is where the cut-off point lies.

Nort looks troubled that he hadn't even considered that fact before. He frowns slightly as he thinks about it. I will admit that I never had any problems with bugs before. The spaces I have used it in tend to be pretty barren, abnandoned buildings and patches of desert. Perhapes small enough life forms are shoved out of the area of affect?" Nort doesn't sound very sure.

[Morcleon]

[DMC 2.0]

"Give me a day or two and I'm ready with a slight example of the nanits."

This can be time skriped and we can assume she made it.

[DMC 2.0]

"Alright then."

[T-t-t-timeskip!]

Yuki smiles over at Mia. "Hey there, Mia. You ready to leave?"

[Lord Magtok]

EMBOH


[EMBOH]

"I mostly just deactivated it because it was going to make a lot of noise whether you did or not."
Practical answer.
Libby gives a rather pleasant smile with it though.
"We'll get more time to see your wonderful mind at work, I'm sure."


They do some walking, take the fork to the SECURITY pathway, and Magtok says something completely stupid.


The next thing anyone knows, is that a massive white-metal vault door is looming before the both of them, in what very clearly isn't a security office.

Four little fist-sized pyramid-prism structures jut out of its four most extreme edges, tapered into fairly wide points, but otherwise this whole affair seems peculiarly unornamental.
No death-bots, security cameras, laser trip wires, floor sensors...

Just a really massive vault door blocking off the end of a hallway that leads to the exit somewhere behind them and around a corner.

"...Huh. So I guess we really shouldn't have gone that other way then? Nice save there, I guess."

Damn! Magtok missed out on a perfectly good trap which could've been really fun to work his way back out of! How unfortunate, that he should actually avoid something as dangerous and terrible as that!

"So it looks like it' safe-cracking time. I think I have a blowtorch or something somewhere..."

Magtok produces a goose with an excessively long, tapered neck instead of a blowtorch. Given the flames that are soon bursting from its beak, I don't think anyone's going to mind the slight inaccuracy in his choice of words. He targets those pyramid-prism things, figuring those are probably hinges or tumblers or something else like that. He might just be damaging the locks beyond repair and sealing the vault closed for all he knows, but hell, it's not like this door came with an instruction manual or anything.

Besides, worse comes to pass, Libby can magic something up, right?

Truth, Streets


[Truth, Streets]

Karrus simply waves without even turning around. She can do whatever she wants with the damn thing, it's not his only weapon, and he knows she's not that stupid. He's not turning around for her. She'll have to come to him.

Ugh, what an inconsiderate jerk, making her come running back to him and calling her bluff like that. She ought to test that forcefield of his one last time for this sort of nonsense.

"Fine, I'll take your damn charity. But as soon as I can handle things on my own we are through, devil."

And then she's going back home, because **** this Nexus and its smarmy aliens. At least back home, all she has to worry about are human soldiers, not this six foot demon lord who doesn't have the good sense to fall over dead when he's being shot at.

A Park


A Park

A bit of her hair is suddenly shortened, and Kate spins around to see the pumpkin with a suit.

What?
(No pun intended, that's pure surprise.)

Kate's initial reactions, either talk or switch to dragon form and run, are stalled long enough for the snazzily-dressed pumpkin to be able to do something.

What doesn't waste any time on introductions, insults, or apologies. He goes right for the kill, attempting to immediately atone for his failure to execute Kate with his first strike by swinging downward with a second, bringing a sharpened pair of scissors down towards the poor girl's forehead. Even with What's strength, that's not liable to kill her, but it should get him well on his way to doing so, if it penetrates deep enough.

[Lost_Deep]

A Park

Kate sees the scissors coming, and dodges back several steps into a loose combat stance. There was a pumpkin and a suit trying to kill her! What?

After a moment, she decides that this is a homicidal pumpkin and that there is no point staying in her nice fleshy human form, so she sacrifices yet another outfit for a transformation into dragon mode. Wings, a robotic third arm, pixie antenna, scales, claws, jump boots... quite the sudden change.

[ThirdEmperor]

Nort's Place

"Hm." Useless. Or, not useless, but not useful right now. "We have an infestation of sorts to clear. Is there any way you know of to bypass these safeties?"


Market Street

"Can be done. Can be done, but.." Melbourne squints at the four-armed ape, sizing it up. Sketchy creature. Good. Sketchy sorts are adventurers or thieves, always have money. "Tricky. Double price, ten?"


Central Park

It's a beautiful day. Butterfrees and beedrills float lazily between flowers, rattatas foraging through the tall grass, where they're hidden from the hunting eyes of the pidgeotto circling high above.

There's a scrabbling sound from the old burrows dug into the steep cliffs that divide the park. A second later a young man clambers his way out of the tunnels, his clothes and hair matted down with dirt. By the time he shakes the worst of it out and looks up the park has gone still, quiet. Not a living thing in sight.

The creatures watch him carefully from the edges of the wild grass, waiting to see what he'll do. Humans. Humans came and took their kind away, brought them back changed, servile. Maybe this one would pass them by-

Unaware of his watchers, the young man takes a step towards the thickets. A slight rustle reaches his ears as one of the creatures shrinks back from the edge. "Aha! I hear you there." Grinning confidently now, he walks straight for the brambles...

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

Reynard waves to the newcomer. Right now he looks like a handsome man of about 30 years, with blood red hair and eyes. He's wearing khaki shorts and an unbuttoned red hawaiian shirt. Hello Martyn and Rage! Please, take a seat. Can I get you anything to drink?

[Hattish Thing]

Taberna Lavernalis

Martyn does not wave back, he's too busy thinking about the possibility of being attacked, and what to do if that happens. Which also means he's preparing spells in his mind silently, just in case. He would have no qualms about decimating a city block in order to escape. He recognizes Reinholdt from GLoG, and his eyebrow goes up in curiosity. ...You? Reinholdt? You're from GLoG. I met you. Don't you remember G-Good ol' M-Marty? His voice changes before returning to his icy cold and harsh tone. Help? Hardly. I just need allies. The more attackers there are, the less the chances are I will get injured. Think about it. So you've decided to betray GLoG? Just leave Vidalia and Butler to me... He then grins horribly, and it seems like things are moving in his throat... Then he closes his mouth. :smallconfused::smallyuk::smalleek:

He then turns to Reynard. ...I don't know you. Who are you? I heard of you from The Wall. You must be powerful, and wise to be publicly announcing your plans. Or an idiot. Either way, you'll be useful. And... Let's see, I know a little something I used to make from when I was a bartender. I want a normal Red Wine. He takes out a glass of crimson liquid, probably blood and waits for his drink to arrive...

[Earl of Purple]

Central Park

The human might find himself waylaid. Something doesn't want him to reach whatever it is that is rustling in the brambles, and that something is making its displeasure known by trying to Bite his rear as it hisses something deep and threatening. "Ssseviper..." Should he turn, he will see an eight-foot-long black snake behind him with yellow hexagons decorating parts of its hide. It has long fangs, and most threatening of all, a blade on the end of its tail.

The Seviper is not yet old enough to have developed a poisonous bite, but its long fangs promise intense pain should its blow land regardless.

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

Reinholdt snorts. "Some god you are." Rein turns on his stool to brood over his drink and look someplace else. Grump grump brood.

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

I am Reynard. I put my plans on the Wall in a cipher, so that only the cleverest would know them. Surely that is why you are here. He pours a glass of red wine for Martyn, then casually leans back on the couch. I think we can help each other out. Of course, I'll be needing some proof that you are as powerful as you say you are. If I were to give you a very powerful target that isn't GLoG, would you be willing to attack it?

[Hattish Thing]

Taberna Lavernalis

Martyn doesn't like Reinholdt's blatant disrespect. Martyn will attempt to raise his powerglove and cause Reinholdt's stool to hover in the air with Reinholdt before causing it to rocket back down to the ground, probably crashing through floorboards. Martyn then turns back to Reynard.

He'll wave his hand and the drink will move to him, he also causes his red liquid to mix with the Red Wine, the liquid floating through the air and into the wine. Martyn will then raise an invisible kinetic shield around him in case Reinholdt cares to shoot him or something.

Cleverest? Flattery will get you nowhere. But thank you, nonetheless. It shows you make an effort to please others. Either a sign you're weak or very intelligent. I'm not sure which one you are yet. Another location? Fine. I already destroyed The North Forest in Outside, and took over a Hermitage and changed it into my fortress.

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

Reinholdt has no control over the stools in the least, though it might be bolted down or something. It's not his bar.

He does, however, have control over his own personal compliance with gravity and merely stays in the air when the stool crashes back down, though now quite a bit more pink. "An ass too. Wonderful." Float float grump brood float.

*pokes to Trogs*

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

The wooden stool and floorboards suddenly take on the physics of rubber, bouncing off each other harmlessly.
Ignore him, please. He's good in a fight, but a terrible conversationalist. Now... I'd like to see you go to the Altaran Irregulars' headquarters in Inside and destroy the Airborne Aircraft Carrier Sanctuary.

[Hattish Thing]

Taberna Lavernalis

Marty watches physics change. Well, that was interesting. Martyn raises his eyebrow and looks over at him. Altaran Irregulars? Well, that's much like attacking Remnant itself... A bit hard to do. Explain about the Sanctuary. I need information, numbers of guards... Things like that.

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

You're right, it's definitely a challenge. But an intelligent, powerful mortal god such as yourself should be able to pull it off. I have no idea how many guards are there, but it's a powerful, flying aircraft carrier with dozens of fighters and bombers. It has enough firepower to completely annihilate any organization in the Nexus. If you don't think you can completely destroy it by yourself, I suppose I could help you out. Reynard grins.

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

Reinholdt floats back down to his seat and can be skipped for the time being.

[Hattish Thing]

Taberna Lavernalis

You're right, it's definitely a challenge. But an intelligent, powerful mortal god such as yourself should be able to pull it off. I have no idea how many guards are there, but it's a powerful, flying aircraft carrier with dozens of fighters and bombers. It has enough firepower to completely annihilate any organization in the Nexus. If you don't think you can completely destroy it by yourself, I suppose I could help you out. Reynard grins.

Martyn grins and begins to chuckle softly. ...It flies? It's a flying carrier? Perfect... What does it rely on? Propellers, I hope? He begins thinking up an attack plan. What is it made of? Would trees go through it?

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

I've seen propellers, but it may have some sort of antigrav technology. Also, I'm sure its hull is heavily armored. Boulders would probably work better than trees, and powerful missiles would be even better. I don't know where you could get some surface to air missiles, though.

[Hattish Thing]

Taberna Lavernalis

I've seen propellers, but it may have some sort of antigrav technology. Also, I'm sure its hull is heavily armored. Boulders would probably work better than trees, and powerful missiles would be even better. I don't know where you could get some surface to air missiles, though.

Martyn nods. Well, I can easily freeze propellers. Antigrav? Can't do too much about that... I could send boulders at the ship at high speeds... Missiles? I have magic, and numbfrost. If I froze the boulders and set fire to the trees before throwing them it would do more damage... Take me to the area?

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

It's currently perched on top of a tower on Cirrus Street in the Blue Zone. Easy enough to find. Reynard shrugs. Although, since its not in flight right now, perhaps you'd be better off by teleporting above it, breaching the hull, and destroying it from the inside.

[Hattish Thing]

Taberna Lavernalis

It's currently perched on top of a tower on Cirrus Street in the Blue Zone. Easy enough to find. Reynard shrugs. Although, since its not in flight right now, perhaps you'd be better off by teleporting above it, breaching the hull, and destroying it from the inside.

Martyn nods slowly. That'd work... I'll teleport on top of it, and teleport a few large boulders with me to throw on top of the deck... It'll smash through, and I can float inside and begin to destroy everything... So, would you be watching? If so... Follow.

He'll begin walking out and will be walking slowly into The Blue Zone.

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

I have a scrying circle, so I'll watch from here. But good luck!

[Hattish Thing]

Blue Zone

Martyn is here. He will look around for the Altaran Aircraft Sanctuary. Once he sees it, (If he does) he'll go invisible. Next he'll have several large boulders teleported and turned invisible as well. Next, he'll attempt to teleport on top of the Tower on Cirrus Street, about fifty feet above the carrier. He'll look down, and let his player describe.

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

Reinholdt sips his coffee. "So by shake things up, you meant cause massive random explosions?" It works but...

[Halae]

Truth, Streets



Ugh, what an inconsiderate jerk, making her come running back to him and calling her bluff like that. She ought to test that forcefield of his one last time for this sort of nonsense.

"Fine, I'll take your damn charity. But as soon as I can handle things on my own we are through, devil."

And then she's going back home, because **** this Nexus and its smarmy aliens. At least back home, all she has to worry about are human soldiers, not this six foot demon lord who doesn't have the good sense to fall over dead when he's being shot at.[Truth, Streets]

"Glad to hear you came around. Let's keep going then." Karrus, if Julianna follows, will lead her to an older building in grey zone, "it's a bit run down, sure, but the guy inside is nice enough. Here." He'll take a pouch off of his waist where it had been hanging and hand it to her, "There's enough in there for the month plus food. All my money is at home, so I won't miss it too much. Anything else before I go?"

The apartment building itself is this brown blocky thing that looks like it's seen years of wear and tear with only the essential levels of maintenance. it's completely unremarkable, otherwise.
[Marketplace]

"Quite awhile," Aeryn confirms, nodding with a quiet sigh as, for a moment, she thinks about those lost over the ages, then smiles once more. "In fact...I guess I'd count as an old-timer, now. It's just kind of snuck up on me."[Marketplace]

Halia grins, and can't help herself as she reaches up to Aeryn's hair, "Is that the reason behind the white? You're way too young and pretty to have that normally."

[Darkcomet]

Blue Zone

Martyn is here. He will look around for the Altaran Aircraft Sanctuary. Once he sees it, (If he does) he'll go invisible. Next he'll have several large boulders teleported and turned invisible as well. Next, he'll attempt to teleport on top of the Tower on Cirrus Street, about fifty feet above the carrier. He'll look down, and let his player describe.

The Spire is easily found, it's quite easy to spot. Sanctuary is, naturally, on top of it.

However...

There may or may not be a comical-sounding fizzle noise. One way or another, Martyn immediately finds out that the area he just tried to teleport into is under the bounds of an antiteleportation system, which makes enough sense considering the thing up there is a flight-capable aircraft carrier. He would likely have to go higher for that plan to work at all.

Less conveniently, the sound of sirens immediately blares from the Spire. Evidently they are well-aware that someone just tried to teleport into the area covered by their antiteleportation systems.

Oops.

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

That big ship offends me. The Trickster stands up and makes his way to the bar. Would you like to watch the action?

[Hattish Thing]

Spire

Marty was expecting something like this, and readies his incredibly overpowered magic. Well, first he flies, up. Fast. He's soaring through the air and attempts to fly up near the top, blasting massive fireballs as he does so from each hand. THe six massive boulders become visible, and fly along with him, circling around him, acting as a temporary physical shield. Anything comes close to him, he's simply try to implode.

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

"... Fine." Might as well. The coffee here is terrible anyways.

[The Bushranger]

[Marketplace]


Halia grins, and can't help herself as she reaches up to Aeryn's hair, "Is that the reason behind the white? You're way too young and pretty to have that normally."

Aeryn blushes at that, and giggles softly, shaking her head. "Thanks. But no, it's because of my abilities." She smiles, tossing said white hair, and holding up a hand as it flares briefly with a nimbus of green energy. "Ghost powers, you see."

[Halae]

[Marketplace]

"... ghost powers? You're dead?" Then why does she need to eat? Halia does not understand! Bad input. shutting down.

[The Bushranger]

[Marketplace]

"Ghost powers, not ghost. Kinda...half-ghost," Aeryn explains. "A mad sorcerer did it."

Then there was the Dup-o-Matic, of course...

[Halae]

[Marketplace]

Halia blinks, "Oh. That'd do it then." she scratches the back of her head, "uh... how exactly did that all happen?"

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

Rein just isn't manly enough for real Turkish coffee. :smalltongue:

In Vino Veritas! The puddle of red wine on the floor is now a scrying screen that shows the aircraft carrier. Reynard gives the flaming hawt human a smug look, showing off his ability to set things up in advance.

[Darkcomet]

[Sable Spire, Blue Zone]

And so it begins.

A shimmering energy shield flares to life as the giant fireballs blast at the tower, finally justifying Vyrn's often-derided paranoia regarding security. The man was always prone to ever-increasing security measures, and it seems to have paid off...finally.

Shortly afterward, those compartments all along the Spire, mentioned in its location description? Those nearest the top (since that's where he'll be) open up.

They reveal an even greater extent of Vyrn's paranoia. The hatches open and out slide the concealed turrets. Concealed twin-linked anti-air laser turrets.

And thus did giant rapid-fire double-lasers begin blasting away in Martyn's direction. This can be limited by the tower's structure-they can't exactly shoot through the tower! But twin-linked rapid-fire laser turrets are nothing to laugh at, and will likely shred the boulders pretty easily. Boulders being boulders and not built to withstand bombardment like that.

As if giant rapid-fire anti-air lasers weren't enough, lower on the tower, there are missile turrets being revealed, all linked to the base's own advanced radar system. So there are also missiles being fired, which prove quite able to guide themselves around the building and other obstacles and fly towards Martyn. Missiles being missiles, these are also pretty likely to blast his little boulder shield to bits.

Should Marty fly above the tower and over the carrier itself, he will promptly find even more firepower flung his way, in the form of more of those laser turrets shooting at him from the carrier.

Finally, and perhaps most oddly, a single figure clad in sleek black power armor flies (yes, flies) up from the carrier, seeming to be carrying some sort of high-tech heavy rifle. That design, should anyone somehow know of such things, does not match anything known to exist in Remnant or the Irregulars' arsenal. Said figure will not be doing much...yet. Probably because he doesn't want to get caught up in that missile barrage flying Marty's way right about now!

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

Reinholdt doesn't go out of his way to be impressed. Probably because he figured any pool of liquid could become a scrying pool. Never really occurred to him it ever had to be set up before hand or anything.

"Well Damn. It's Drelin. There's some old-school nostalgia for you. First guy I know of who tried to muscle in on my sniper rifle shtick too."

[Hattish Thing]

Sable Spire - Blue Zone

Welp, time for Martyn to earn that A plus power rating. :smallamused:

He observes the massive amount of firepower flying his way, and all the thoughts of why humanity is so terrible rush through his head, slowly causing Marty's magic to get even stronger. A shield, hah! Marty simply waves his power glove, and the powerful magic of his Anti-Shield spell (Suitably strong, seeing as it was one of the three things Calublufiok gave him, so probably strong enough to take down most of the tower shield.) So, supposing that works, Martyn's own powerful Kinetic Shield activates. So, a glowing blue force field appears around him. (The Spell Kinetic Shield on his Character Sheet) At the same time his dark red cloaks magic and technology activates! (Dark Ree Cloak: A dark crimson cloak lined with red velvet that conceals metal wires and circuits. It can project a forcefield capable of blocking both physical and magical attacks, and can also teleport the wearer short distances. In addition, it has antigrav coils, allowing a fall from any distance at leisurely speed with no damage.)

So, his shields are up now, and he's probably taken down a section of the tower's shields now too!

Well, missiles and giant fricken lasers come flying Martyn's way. They first barrage of missiles and lasers completely obliterate the boulders (Which were very large, and meant to smash into the tower.) So, a cloud of dust appears around Marty, and bits of rock shrapnel fly down below him.

...
......
..........

Dust cloud whisks away and Martyn is still alive and uninjured, but of course his big powerful weapons are obliterated. Not too great. He's pissed now. If there are still missiles and lasers firing, his Kinetic Shield spell is now taking the full brunt of the barrage, and his spell will be broken next turn. For now, he decides to once more show off his A plus power rating.

He decides to make things cold. Really cold. He summons a numbfrost blizzard, the same kind of blizzard that froze The North Forest solid. So, a massive collection of snow clouds suddenly appear on top of the tower, covering the tower and about fifty feet around it. It begins to snow heavily, and hail stones about the size of basketballs. So that might deal a bunch of damage to the turrets and windows of the tower.

Okay, that was his spell... Now for his powerglove. He uses the Purple mode on the powerglove, which enables extremely powerful telekenesis, which is what the glove is famous for. He'll raise the hand, and attempt to cause the barrage of missiles and lasers to go straight back to where they came from.

(All attacks on the tower are attempted, of course.)

[Darkcomet]

[Sable Spire, Blue Zone]

First off, the shield bit.

It does indeed appear to cause a huge shield disruption, visually spotted as this big bright blue flare, though it doesn't seem to drop it. Probably needs a bit more!

Giant icy basketballs, as it turns out, seem to be no match for shields and heavy armor.

The missiles are stopped by the telekinesis, but don't seem quite able to fly back at their launch sites, seeing as they explode the moment they're stopped. The lasers...being lasers, I'm more or less certain it would be exceedingly difficult to apply telekinesis to them, unless one can use TK on light now. So those are probably still coming.

What of that guy that flew out, though? He quickly proves he's not Drelin when he turns intangible and fittingly translucent, an ability normally attributed only to Vyrn himself with regards to the Empire and its successors. He flies at oddly high speed out of the worst of the hailing (closer to Martyn, in fact) and resumes being solid.

Up closer, the armor in question is oddly ornate-the helmet seems stylized to look like a crown, of all things, and the chest is marked with an old Imperial emblem in navy.

Vyrn, for that is who this guy is, unceremoniously levels the oversized rifle at Martyn. Said rifle's barrel swirls with a bizarre black aura briefly before it fires, spewing tiny slivers of metal towards Martyn at ludicrously high speeds, with a high rate of fire.

It seems he has revisited his old automatic gauss rifle. Yes, he had one of those once.

The thing is, this weapon is significantly different. The testbed for its technology was the missile strike on the MagCave, you see, and so this is much more painful than a regular old auto gauss rifle. The rounds it fires are imbued with magic thanks to a powerful artifact, granting it greater ability to punch through magical defenses for one thing, and causing the rounds to explode upon impact with anything. Said explosions are tiny, not even the size of a grenade's, but are explosions nonetheless, with enough force to blast bone and most armor apart.

Fortunately the tiny slivers are too small to leave large amounts of psycho magic radiation like the missile did.

All in all, Martyn is now being targeted by Vyrn's Supergun and the lasers now. No more missiles. Also there is snow and hail.

Meanwhile, the Sanctuary is lowered from its safe spot at the top of the tower, being retracted further into it. A hatch quickly seals over the carrier, shielding it from further attacks. Whoops.

[Hattish Thing]

Sable Spire, Blue Zone

Okey-Dokey.

Martyn swears loudly as the first spell didn't work. Okay. No damage to the Tower yet.

The missiles are stopped, yay! However lasers are still coming and are being absorbed by the magical shield. Okay, magic shield is holding..... aaaaand, gone. The lasers broke the first Kinetic Shield (The Spell). Now lasers are still firing at Martyn, but are blocked by his second layer of shielding. (The Cloak which protects from both physical and magical.) It's absorbing lasers now.

Then, Emperor Vyrn fires a gun that quite frankly, is really fricken awesome. (Got to hand it to you Vyrn, you know how to make badass weapons.)

The shrapnel bits fly at Martyn, who just smirks. He should have not underestimated the weapon. The shrapnel smashes right through the magical part of the Red Cloak's protection, and the explosions cause the physical part to fade away too, causing Marty to fly backwards flipping over. The white armor appears to be a little burnt, and Marty's even more pissed off.

Now he's only protected by the Mark Two Power Armor, which still can absorb a ton of damage. So, it will now begin to absorb the lasers into the armor, so lasers aren't doing much damage, though the armor power levels are slowly fading. Once it's out of power, it becomes normal plate armor. Martyn looks down and notices that the tower is not connected to the ground! So he casts Elemental Shield now, which would protect him from elements.

There's his spell, now for his Powerglove. Marty will attempt to zap Vyrn into retreating with the Blue Mode of the Powerglove. (Blue button: Shoots electricity much like Emperor Palpatine's force abilities. Each finger shoots a burst of electricity, and can target (Obviously) five people at once.) So now, Vyrn might suddenly feel electricity course through his body as all five bolts of lightning from all five fingers target him. I hate you all...

(All attacks attempted, I won't godmod.) :smallsmile:

[The Bushranger]

[Marketplace]


Halia blinks, "Oh. That'd do it then." she scratches the back of her head, "uh... how exactly did that all happen?"

"It's...a long story," Aeryn says, her expression turning sad. "I'd need a couple of drinks to get into it."

[Darkcomet]

[Sable Spire, Blue Zone]

Electricity was always a favorite of the Empire under Vyrn, you know.

They had multiple electricity-based weapons, including grenades and, more relevantly, Vyrn's own personal lightning cannon. Martyn probably isn't aware of this fact, but it turns out badly for him.

The electricity is drawn to one of Vyrn's gauntlets, which causes him to lower the gun and hold it in the non-electric'd hand. The electricity visibly sparks as it courses through the gauntlet, strangely localized to it instead of running through the bastard like it's supposed to.

For his part, Vyrn, were he not covered in power armor, would look almost amused.

"Oh, you poor, ignorant fool." He raises his hand towards Martyn, and he quickly demonstrates why that was a bad plan. Namely, that gauntlet of his is a lightning gauntlet itself, and launches an overcharged lightning blast at the guy who mistakenly overcharged it. Bad blunder, that.

Oh, and the lasers are still firing.

[Hattish Thing]

Sable Spire, Blue Zone

Well, Martyn looks up at Vyrn to get a face full of lightning! Marty begins to plummet down to the ground, shaking a bit from electrical overload. The elemental shield blocked a little bit of the lightning, but it still hurts Martyn a lot. The shield is also blocking the lasers a little... But he's still being hurt by laser blast after laser blast.

After three seconds of flying and getting shot however, he teleports, and will attempt to teleport right behind Vyrn, and attempts to grab him, and then fly full speed at the tower, attempting to see if he can rocket through the tower or just smash Vyrn to paste using The Tower's shield. He also uses his Powerglove to attempt to drain energy directly from Vyrn using the Black Setting. Oh I'm the fool?

[Darkcomet]

[Sable Spire, Blue Zone]

Once again, there may or may not be a comical fizzling noise as Martyn's teleport attempt is blocked by the Spire's systems. Again.

"Yes, I do believe you are. Now do me a favor and die already."

As such, the attempt probably leaves him open as Vyrn opens up with another torrent of fire from that crazy magitech gauss gun.

This is not going well, is it?

[Hattish Thing]

Sable Spire, Blue Zone

Martyn this time dodges the brunt of the shot, except for a piece which blows a part of his armor, and with the laser shots blasting him, Martyn's armor is at forty percent and decreasing. This is going very badly for Martyn. So, for his spell he attempts to implode that gun. He points his normal hand at that gun, and it might suddenly cave in on himself, while he then tries to fly at a very high speed at Vyrn, and attempts to grab onto him, and head straight for the ground, thinking he can smash Vyrn into the ground. No.

[Darkcomet]

[Sable Spire, Blue Zone]

The gun is a magitech weapon fueled by a powerful artifact. Powerful artifacts, such as they are, tend to be resistant to wanton attempts at destruction.

Said artifact, thus, prevents the gun from being imploded like that. Ouch.

The next attack goes much better, with Vyrn getting grabbed and slammed to the ground. Except...he doesn't hit the ground, using his intangibility power to fall straight through when he would've impacted, armor and weapons and all.

After which he will float back up behind Martyn, solidify, and start unloading the magitech gauss rifle at him at point blank range.

[Hattish Thing]

Sable Spire, Blue Zone

Okay, ow. Martyn's taking a lot of damage. None of his spells seem to be working. Well, Martyn's now on the ground, and then is shot at point blank range. OW! **** you! His armor is now at 20% and decreasing... Marty will then turn around and cast fire storm on Vyrn, attempting to create about a twenty foot storm of fire right onto Vyrn, to distract him a bit. Next, he uses the White Setting on his Powerglove and his armor automatically recharges ten percent, and is gaining power, but Martyn can't use the Powerglove for anything else right now. He flies back about ten feet, to evade the storm he just summoned, and then uses his Roar. (loud enough and strong enough to shatter eardrums, fracture bones, damage the ground and send people flying) JUST DIE!

[Darkcomet]

[Sable Spire, Blue Zone]

Vyrn first flies upward out of the fire, his own flight capabilities combined with the tech in the armor making it quite quick.

The 'Roar', though, sends him flipping through the air a bit, the worst of it stopped by his armor. Afterward, he flies towards Martyn, still shooting.

In addition, it turns out attacking a faction headquarters is rather likely to get you swarmed! Four other Irregular troopers move in around now since they're closer to the ground, and begin firing on Martyn with their up-powered blaster rifles. Those are fairly good, but not ridiculous like Vyrn's gun. The four are arranged so they're not all clustered together, spread out around this area.

There's probably more where they came from, too.

[Hattish Thing]

Sable Spire, Blue Zone

Martyn is frowning and very much upset. Nothing was working for some reason. Okay, the gunshots from the Regulars do nothing. Doctor Harald's armor was top class.

Vyrn's gun still hurts him pretty bad. Five percent fades away now. Okay, goons to kill. His Power Glove switches to Black Setting and stops healing the armor, and now he waves his hand, and the Regular's might find their life force sucked out completely, all their life force absorbed into Martyn's.

He also causes a massive magical fist to appear in the air, and it attempts to punch Vyrn away, and upon successful contact, will probably send him flying a fair distance.

[Darkcomet]

[Sable Spire, Blue Zone]

The Irregular troopers aren't killed outright, it seems but they're in no good shape now, two collapsing outright. The remainder don't seem inclined to do much either, instead retrieving their comrades and moving away from the fight.

Vyrn, however, dives under the giant fist. That leaves him unable to aim the gun easily, but he does instead launch another blast of lightning Martyn's way. It's not overcharged like last time, but lightning is lightning.

A sound can be heard from above as the Spire opens again. Sanctuary can't launch fighters from its current position since it's still not elevated. They might be pulling something up there, though.

[Hattish Thing]

Sable Spire, Blue Zone

Okay! Martyn's in pretty good shape now, having drained collectively enough life force to heal his armor back to full power! Martyn's feeling good now, and looks up to see something big is going on. Bad. That's bad.

He then sees electricity zap towards him. Okay... Ow. The electricity also absorbs into Martyn's Powerglove! Seems we both suck at that... He doesn't fire the electricity, but has it be absorbed by his armor system.

Next, that big fist will attempt to grab Vyrn! Or at the very least get that gun from him. Next, Marty casts Summon Monster. He can only summon Ice Elements, but five of the things appear, and begin to circle around Marty. The numbfrost elementals begin freezing anything nearby, blasting balls of numbfrost in all areas. Upon contact, a numbfrost bolt freezes anything solid.

[Darkcomet]

[Sable Spire, Blue Zone]

For his part, Vyrn dives into the ground again to avoid getting grabbed. How irritating. He doesn't come back up quickly this time for some reason, which is...odd.

The Irregular troopers have already retreated.

Martyn won't have much time to ponder that, though, as what happens is, an Irregular gunship launches (it's a VTOL, so it can do that) and starts raining heavy laser cannon blasts on the area, mostly trying to eliminate the summoned help.

If he's looking, Martyn might spot another VTOL aircraft going off in the opposite direction for some reason. Odd.

Vyrn does not reappear this round.

[Hattish Thing]

Sable Spire, Blue Zone

Well, laser cannons blow apart Martyn's ice elementals. The elementals move and take the place of their creator, giving their lives to keep Martyn from harm. So, Martyn takes no damage, but his elementals are destroyed.

Martyn is angry and raging, and his powers are strongest in this state. He will use the hand and his powerful telekinesis to try and grab the first VTOL and have it fly through the sky and smash into the Spire. At the same time, he casts Kinetic Shield again.

[Darkcomet]

[Sable Spire, Blue Zone]

The gunship is rather far away, and has some warding-it'd be stupid not to have any defense. It does get knocked around in the air, though, rendering it unable to do anything aside from have its pilot try to maintain control of it.

Other than that, another missile gets shot at Martyn from the Spire. Presumably not the swarms it could be because they're concerned about collateral when he's closer to the ground.

Or it might be a diversionary tactic or something. It's difficult to tell.

[Hattish Thing]

[Sable Spire, Blue Zone]

The gunship is rather far away, and has some warding-it'd be stupid not to have any defense. It does get knocked around in the air, though, rendering it unable to do anything aside from have its pilot try to maintain control of it.

Other than that, another missile gets shot at Martyn from the Spire. Presumably not the swarms it could be because they're concerned about collateral when he's closer to the ground.

Or it might be a diversionary tactic or something. It's difficult to tell.

Okay... Missile. Marty will hover in the air and simply causes the bits of jaggedly sharp ice to float off the ground and fly to the missile to blow it up before it reaches Martyn.

Next, Martyn looks around. (Could you identify any of the surroundings? Houses and such?)

Martyn will then cast his shields all over himself again, and that's his turn.

[Darkcomet]

[Sable Spire, Blue Zone]

(I'm not really sure there. Though I don't think anyone would want to live right next to the Irregular main base, I'll note.)

Martyn's looking around is likely interrupted. First, the gunship regains its bearings and fires a pair of laser cannon blasts down at him.

Next, immediately afterward, Vyrn will pop up out of the ground and fly up directly behind him, this time wielding a much heavier looking gun. Think 'big rocket launcher'-size, only...well. It is an anti-tank beam cannon. Which he is firing at the back of Martyn's head at point-blank range immediately following the laser cannon blasts.

He still has the heavy rifle, though-attached to the back of his armor, currently.

[Hattish Thing]

Sable Spire, Blue Zone


.....Okay, ouch.

Well, Martyn's at max shields and max health with his armor. The cannon blasts and Vyrn's blast decimate all of Martyn's shields, and Martyn can't cast anymore shield spells now. Martyn's eyes go wide as he realizes what just happened. He turns straight around and will try to grab Vyrn by the neck, and whether he succeeds or not sends a bolt of Fearblaze at Vyrn, most likely freezing him.

He now has no shields. Meaning next time those cannons from the VTOL hit him? It's going to hurt badly. Marty also attempts to teleport, hopefully with Vyrn.

[Darkcomet]

[Sable Spire, Blue Zone]

Gravity is a wonderful thing sometimes, as Vyrn here proves by simply falling away from the grabbing attack. The Fearblaze bolt strikes the beam cannon he's carrying (it's pretty big), forcing him to toss it aside.

He then turns transparent, intangible, and there's a bizarre sense of smugness radiating from him.

There's also another comical fizzling noise, presumably, because Martyn has continued to forget there is an antiteleportation system in place around this area.

Which...leaves him wide-open as...

The gunship fires its laser cannons again.

Uh-oh.

[Hattish Thing]

Spire, Blue Zone

Meant numbfrost there, derp. Martyn can't use Fearblaze.

Okay, laser cannons hit Marty's back, and do a nasty 60% Armor loss damage. Alright, Martyn is at forty percent with no shields. He'll attempt to fly away. Vyrn just keeps dodging him and flitting away, and Martyn couldn't use his most devastating attacks here. He'll fly at high speeds away, but as he flies he'll try one more time for that telekenesis to grab Vyrn and take him with Martyn.

[Darkcomet]

[Sable Spire, Blue Zone]

The gunship just keeps blasting away, further supplanted by another missile barrage as Martyn tries to fly off. That'll probably interrupt any TK attempts against Vyrn, who is likely difficult to grab anyway. What with the ghosting thing. He's still doing that. He can try anyway if he doesn't feel like shifting his focus to avoid getting blasted by missiles.

If Martyn gets in the right angle again, the Spire's laser turrets will also open up on him again.

And at the same time, the VTOL from the other direction? Yeah, it rounds around the tower (it probably dropped the cannon for Vyrn or something) and starts shooting at Martyn too. Whee, even more lasers.

Attacking militaristic faction bases alone really isn't a good idea! Let this lesson be learned well.

[Hattish Thing]

Sable Spire, Blue Zone

Martyn had underestimated the base. He certainly won't be making that mistake again.

Okay, Marty's flying... and then more lasers and missiles and nasty things. Lasers burn and hurt him, and the missiles and all that cause the power armor to shut off, so now Martyn's going to be actually taking physical damage from shots. Hopefully now he's out of range to the point where he can teleport? If not he keeps flying fast, and sends a spell of Mass Freeze backwards.

What that is, is a massive cone of fearblaze which probably freezes missiles and things coming his way.

[Zefir]

[DMC 2.0]

"Alright then."

[T-t-t-timeskip!]

Yuki smiles over at Mia. "Hey there, Mia. You ready to leave?"

[Timeskip Somewhere]


Mia now wears another outfit. Instead of the fine robe she wears a fine journey dress. It's not perfect for this, but it's much better then her robe. MDM is still right behind her.

"Hello Yuki, Yes I am."

Everysize Hotel

C can put a paw on the gem and activate it as long as the chain is in some way circling his neck. Obviously there would be a lot of spare chain but that doesn't matter as long as the clasp is shut. It also can be shrunk easily, Jace just couldn't make it start that size because it'd be hard as heck to work with.

"Eh. [moderate sum] is fine. This was more for fun than profit, really. Sorry about the size; I really couldn't make it much smaller. It's why I can't do rings well. It'll still work fine as long as the chain's touching your neck. And shrinking it shouldn't interfere with it at all."
Everysize Hotel

Well them Mr. C tries to use the amulett then and assuming Jace didn't force in any traps it should work. So Mr. C sit's on the ground nacked looking up and down the body.

"That's awesome. It feels so different."

He attemps to stand up, but fails. His normal body just got paws. He isn't used to have legs and knees. Without help this might need a while.

[Darkcomet]

[Sable Spire, Blue Zone]

Not quite yet, no. Vyrn's paranoia means the area around the base is teleblocked for a good ways around. Later on he'll probably say something like 'and you called me paranoid'.

The next missile barrage gets blocked by ice! However, that's not what Martyn should be worrying about this time, oh, no.

Instead, it's Vyrn, who solidifies back where he is, and takes aim with that gauss gun of his again. That black aura that was seen earlier swirls around the barrel much more swiftly and visibly, thicker and ever more ominous-looking.

Then he fires a single shot after Martyn. A single shot, overcharged with the artifact's magic to create a projectile with power even beyond those laser cannons. Said magic also makes it capable of much longer-range attacks, and as for the weapon's explosive properties...well.

Let's just say the explosion's not so tiny this time. The size of a grenade blast minimum, only much more powerful than one. Just, you know, more localized.

[Hattish Thing]

[Sable Spire, Blue Zone]

Not quite yet, no. Vyrn's paranoia means the area around the base is teleblocked for a good ways around. Later on he'll probably say something like 'and you called me paranoid'.

The next missile barrage gets blocked by ice! However, that's not what Martyn should be worrying about this time, oh, no.

Instead, it's Vyrn, who solidifies back where he is, and takes aim with that gauss gun of his again. That black aura that was seen earlier swirls around the barrel much more swiftly and visibly, thicker and ever more ominous-looking.

Then he fires a single shot after Martyn. A single shot, overcharged with the artifact's magic to create a projectile with power even beyond those laser cannons. Said magic also makes it capable of much longer-range attacks, and as for the weapon's explosive properties...well.

Let's just say the explosion's not so tiny this time. The size of a grenade blast minimum, only much more powerful than one. Just, you know, more localized.

Ooookay, this blast from the gauge almost kills Martyn. Needless to say, he's bleeding out quite a bit, and panicking. He activates the White Setting, and his body starts healing slowly. The extra boost from the gun must have gotten Martyn a little closer to leaving? Because Martyn's going extremely fast in the air, and attempting to teleport second after second.

[Darkcomet]

[Sable Spire, Blue Zone]

That would do it, yes. However...that explosion? Was significant enough to have the irradiative effect I mentioned before.

Meaning, Martyn has likely been blasted with a sort of deadly magic radiation that will be very bad for him, mostly in the form of being generally disruptive to his casting (magic radiation scrambling) and generally being likely to slowly melt his flesh the longer he doesn't get the radiation purged somehow.

It'll likely cancel out with the regenerative ability, but at the same time, that still leaves him bleeding out.

Other than that, he's free to teleport away in terror now.

[Hattish Thing]

Taberna Lavernalis

Martyn teleports straight here, seeing as it was the easiest place to hide out. The first thing he does is take out a cable from a pocket, and jam it into a socket in the wall, and sit down and wait for his suit to power back up, second he casts a spell that will assure his teleportation cannot be detected.

That radiation? That... Doesn't really work. Martyn is not effected by radiation, or things like that. He's a demon, not really a man anymore... and practically made from magic. The magic that pretty much makes him up can't be scrambled or blocked, so no radiation happens. But Martyn is still bleeding out everywhere.

He also takes out two white cartridges filled with power packs, which he jams into the back of the Powerglove like batteries. This allows the White Setting to activate and run, healing Martyn. ****. There... That's pretty impressive for one man.

[Deathkeeper]

[Timeskip Somewhere]


Mia now wears another outfit. Instead of the fine robe she wears a fine journey dress. It's not perfect for this, but it's much better then her robe. MDM is still right behind her.

"Hello Yuki, Yes I am."

Everysize Hotel

Well them Mr. C tries to use the amulett then and assuming Jace didn't force in any traps it should work. So Mr. C sit's on the ground nacked looking up and down the body.

"That's awesome. It feels so different."

He attemps to stand up, but fails. His normal body just got paws. He isn't used to have legs and knees. Without help this might need a while.



Everysize Hotel

Jace really isn't bothered at C's current lack of clothes. Of course Zebes isn't.
"You need any help? Zebes and I went through this when we were in school once. Long story."

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

I misread high-tech heavy rifle as high-tech sniper rifle. Go figure. :smallsigh:

"You know what you did wrong? You didn't dodge. Anything. No battle experience at all. Always keep moving in a fight. Shields should be a back-up tool for when you do get hit, but you shouldn't be getting hit nearly as much as you were." It's just bad!

Reinholdt also really kinda wants to shoot Marty as he teleports in, but will let Reynard decide that.
Ah, when has that ever stopped him from doing anything stupid? This guy can't be allowed to decimate GLoG. This is probably Rein's best and only chance to take Marty out for good. Just have to be sneaky about it...

As Rein talks, he goes over to where Marty's seated, intending to clap him brotherly on the shoulder with one hand. And trying to put a bullet through Marty's head with a heavy Magnum that appeared out of nowhere just now using the other hand. Ohhh, he's going to feel that kickback for weeks using that thing one handed.

Reynard can stop him at any point before reaching Marty though. So best to wait on FF now.

[OrchestraHc]

Market Street



Hmm, your claims are impressive. Let me think... Abrek scrathes his chin as he ponders I'll keep it simple, I think. How about a trinket that would allow me to change the colours of my eyes. Not just the iris you understand, the whole eye.


Market Street

"Can be done. Can be done, but.." Melbourne squints at the four-armed ape, sizing it up. Sketchy creature. Good. Sketchy sorts are adventurers or thieves, always have money. "Tricky. Double price, ten?"

Market Street

The well dressed man nods in agreement with his companion "I would have to agree. The orb of the eye does not generally change it's color, to affect it without harming you or your biology would be a difficult work. For your safety and his effort, I would have to insist."

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

As he watches the fight Reynard falls silent, all of his jocularity fading away. True, Martyn had very poor tactics, but the Irregulars' base was even more powerful than anticipated. Still, thanks to the scrying pool, they now had a very good idea of Vyrn's capabilities.

As Martyn shows up, Reynard turns away from the scrying pool and walks towards him, frowning in concern. I am truly sorry; I had gravely underestimated those bastards. Next time you will have plenty of back up. I think we need to get some powerful long range missiles, don't you agree?

Then the Trickster does three subtle things. First, he makes it so that the outlet Martyn is plugged in to drains him even further, not recharges. Second, he scoops up some of the radiation clinging to him and seals it off for later analysis. Third, he covers every surface of the room, including what Martyn is sitting and leaning on, with holy symbols. The entire building is now sanctified holy ground blessed by the Goddess Laverna. That should weaken the demon, hopefully.

[GrandDM]

[Sable Spire, Blue Zone]

That would do it, yes. However...that explosion? Was significant enough to have the irradiative effect I mentioned before.

Meaning, Martyn has likely been blasted with a sort of deadly magic radiation that will be very bad for him, mostly in the form of being generally disruptive to his casting (magic radiation scrambling) and generally being likely to slowly melt his flesh the longer he doesn't get the radiation purged somehow.

It'll likely cancel out with the regenerative ability, but at the same time, that still leaves him bleeding out.

Other than that, he's free to teleport away in terror now.

Yeah... sorry, but Rage has other ideas. The radiation is expelled from Martyn and will irradiate the area around him, killing anyone close. The spirit's essence wells up in Martyn's wounds, further accelerating the healing process. He'll be fully healed in about thirty seconds.

*EDIT*

Just saw Hatter's post:

1) The batteries in Harald's armour are good for about a decade, so no need to recharge, and

2) The Power Glove's healing is rendered fairly unnecessary by the healing factor from Rage - as above, Martyn will be completely healed in about half a minute, even without Harald's biotech and mechanical enhancements and the Power Glove.

[Hattish Thing]

Taberna Lavernalis

Ahah, didn't know that about the armor! Nice to know.

So, The Powerglove is recharging, and Martyn's now at full health. His armor is not. His armor is attempting to recharge, but at zero power, it's not getting any larger, which Martyn can clearly sense seeing as the armor is bonded with him.

So, Martyn is at full health, just without the armor's special abilities. He's not charging, and after a minute of Reynard talking, he stands up, and moves to the outlet, taking the plug out and putting it back in... It's not working. So, Martyn turns around, the holy symbols not doing too much to an elder demon of Rage. As in, no damage and such, but Martyn is feeling a bit ill.

He'll attempt to grab a chair and throw it as haqrd as he can out the window of the tavern. I'm back at full strength and such, but my armor won't recharge. Where's an outlet? I can just go elsewhere and be back. Yes, you gravely underestimated everything. So... Well, so did I. I went in without a plan of action, just blowing things up. Next time, I'll have a decisive plan.... So, get me an outlet. Or.... You know what, nevermind. Harald packed more batteries Rage just told me. I'll just change batteries... He wills it and his armor switches batteries.

Fix your inn, kay? Now what.

[Morcleon]

[Timeskip Somewhere]

Mia now wears another outfit. Instead of the fine robe she wears a fine journey dress. It's not perfect for this, but it's much better then her robe. MDM is still right behind her.

"Hello Yuki, Yes I am."

[Somewhere]

Nodding, Yuki takes out his scalpel. "Wonderful then. Let's go."

With a spin, he violently stabs the tip of his scalpel into the air, a crackling smell of metal filling the area. He slowly drags the blade vertically down, a long slit appearing within the fabric of the world. Reaching the floor, he pulls back his tool and pokes at the hole. "It's stable and properly aligned. Come on, jump in!"

Yuki gives Mia a cheerful smile and squeezes into the gap. The edges will expand to accomodate any size of entry.

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

I think you missed Reinholdt's post (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=15282974&postcount=158). Reynard doesn't even have time to finish speaking before Martyn is attacked.

[Hattish Thing]

Taberna Lavernalis

Well, seeing as Rage healed him back to full health on the way here, but Martyn's without shields and such, he's shot. Of course, the helmet would still be on from the battle, but the faceplate is down. So, Martyn would have been shot, would it not have been for his hatred of physical contact, so, he won't even let Reinholdt get close to him, plus Martyn doesn't like Reinholdt. So, as Reinholdt approaches, Martyn will give him a glare and sit himself on a chair, but he'll block Reinholdt from getting too close by having a chair move in front of Reinholdt.Don't touch me, I don't like being touched... Nasty animal.

[McBish]

Nort's Place



"Hm." Useless. Or, not useless, but not useful right now. "We have an infestation of sorts to clear. Is there any way you know of to bypass these safeties?"


"Possibly inside of the field. It would be easier to incipacitate then it would be to kill." Nort might be able to get the machine to kill someone in the field but it would be tricky to say the least, and probably not super reliable. "As I said it wasn't meant to be a weapon."

[Halae]

[Marketplace]

"It's...a long story," Aeryn says, her expression turning sad. "I'd need a couple of drinks to get into it."[Marketplace]

Halia frowns, "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to; it's not that important."

[Zefir]

Everysize Hotel

Jace really isn't bothered at C's current lack of clothes. Of course Zebes isn't.
"You need any help? Zebes and I went through this when we were in school once. Long story."
Everysize Hotel

"Yeah, help might be good here. I'm not really used to have arms and legs."

Obviously! He seems to swing his arms around uncontrolled and his leg just seem to not move.

[Somewhere]

Nodding, Yuki takes out his scalpel. "Wonderful then. Let's go."

With a spin, he violently stabs the tip of his scalpel into the air, a crackling smell of metal filling the area. He slowly drags the blade vertically down, a long slit appearing within the fabric of the world. Reaching the floor, he pulls back his tool and pokes at the hole. "It's stable and properly aligned. Come on, jump in!"

Yuki gives Mia a cheerful smile and squeezes into the gap. The edges will expand to accomodate any size of entry.

[Somewhere]

Mia nods as she follows. MDM will hold up the gap so Mia has no problem to get in. Squeezing in ruins the hair you know?

[Deathkeeper]

Everysize Hotel

Jace offers and hand to pull him up.
"Let's help you up then. Standing should come first."

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

Well, seeing as Rage healed him back to full health on the way here, but Martyn's without shields and such, he's shot. Of course, the helmet would still be on from the battle, but the faceplate is down. So, Martyn would have been shot, would it not have been for his hatred of physical contact, so, he won't even let Reinholdt get close to him, plus Martyn doesn't like Reinholdt. So, as Reinholdt approaches, Martyn will give him a glare and sit himself on a chair, but he'll block Reinholdt from getting too close by having a chair move in front of Reinholdt.Don't touch me, I don't like being touched... Nasty animal.

Taberna Lavernalis

Admittedly when Rein's post started, Martyn was a highly wounded, easy target. Being suddenly fully healed certainly would have changed a lot.

As it is, Reinholdt goes to pull out his big old Magnum and level it at Martyn as if to shoot. He doesn't intend on shooting, but wants to find out what Martyn's instinctive reaction to about to get shot would be. There's always one.

"More human than you..."

[Hattish Thing]

Taberna Lavernalis

Martyn hears the gun being taken out much faster than a normal human could, but that still doesn't negate the shock of hearing someone ready a gun behind them. The first thing Martyn does, (Staying true to what little is left of his old self), is vanish.

He teleports across the room (If he can) and will reappear behind them, on the other side of the room, from there he readies his Powerglove, and blue sparks of electricity jump around his hand. He doesn't fire either. What the **** is going on here? Drop that gun, or I will blow apart this place. Reynard, control your minion.

Martyn's eyes flash about, though he is at full power. He'd just come from extensive contact, and was a little bit spooked at how powerful Vyrn was.

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

Gun? What are you talking about? He is holding out a drink. Are you not thirsty after that fight? Reynard's voice is calm and soothing, very hypnotic even. Martyn successfully teleports, but only that once. Now the place is dimensionally anchored. The speaker system turns on, softly playing a holy hymn being sung by an angelic choir. That should add to the effect of the holy symbols covering every inch of the room.

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

I thought Rein was in front of Martyn not behind his back?

Reinholdt hmphs and puts the gun away anyways. He learned all he needed to know for now.

[Hattish Thing]

Taberna Lavernalis

I don't even know, this got confusing... Let's see if this is right.

Reynard is by a table? And Reinholdt is standing in front of where Martyn was, and Martyn is across the room.

The choir is certainly annoying Martyn, and now he's just spooked by Reynard and Reinholdt. He'll attempt to fly right through the roof, attempting to smsh through the wood and such. I don't trust you.

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

Martyn is just going to bounce off the ceiling, like jumping on a trampoline. Everything looks shiny. Be not afraid. You can trust us. Take the drink. Are you not thirsty after that fight? Reynard goes to the bar and grabs the bottle of wine, then hands it to Reynard, who pours a glass full and gives it to Reynard, who offers it to Martyn.

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

Reinholdt would have much preferred Martyn actually leaving as that certainly played right into Rein's hands. Last thing he needs is Martyn to actually feel comfortable with Reynard.

The cat grumbles something about how the most destructive always flip out at the mere thought of being destroyed as he goes back to his seat for coffee. It's not beholden to the concept very well.

[Hattish Thing]

Taberna Lavernalis

Martyn frowns, not knowing what to think. He'll softly float back down to the ground, but at this unsheathes a black sword from thin air. He points it at Reynard but doesn't move it. The blade is an anti-spellcaster weapon. Meaning anything it strikes is drained of magic. He'll wave it through the air. Stop that music, NOW! And I'm leaving, you guys can fight your own wars. I am fine on my own. You go fight by yourself. He'll attempt to walk backwards, leaving with his blade pointed at Reynard. He'll use his telekinesis to attempt to find that weapon Reinholdt was using, and cause it to fly towards Martyn's hand.

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

Reynard sits on the couch next to Reinholdt. Don't be such a sourpuss! Reynard plops down on Reinholdt's other side. Would you like me to get you some fresh coffee?

Reynard looks over his shoulder at Reynard and Reynard, who shrug at Reynard. Reynard continues to offer the glass, layering more magical suggestions into his soothing words. Do not leave. It is dangerous out there. You are not fine on your own. Stay with us. We will help you.

Behind the bar, Reynard nudges Reynard to turn up the volume on the sound system. Reynard squints against the bright, painfully white light coming from the windows and door at the front of the building. Since Martyn has his back to the windows, he won't notice something with too many eyes and wings sailing past on a course of fire.

[The Bushranger]

[Marketplace]


Halia frowns, "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to; it's not that important."

"Let's just say that when all was said and done...there wasn't much left of the sorcerer." Aeryn's tone is neutral, but it should be clear there's an unsaid 'and what there was needed a mop' after that. "And things got more complex after that."

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

Look at that! The Magnum comes flying right over to Martyn. Guess it couldn't get hammerspaced. Safety's still on though.

"You came to us, remember? You're the most pat-." Reinholdt pauses in what was going to be an awesome taunt and blinks a bit as he looks past Martyn. He... that...

"The, uh, strongest you have please." Reinholdt replies to Reynard.

[Lord Magtok]

A Park

Kate sees the scissors coming, and dodges back several steps into a loose combat stance. There was a pumpkin and a suit trying to kill her! What?

Yes, him. So you've heard of our murder golem, then? :smalltongue:


After a moment, she decides that this is a homicidal pumpkin and that there is no point staying in her nice fleshy human form, so she sacrifices yet another outfit for a transformation into dragon mode. Wings, a robotic third arm, pixie antenna, scales, claws, jump boots... quite the sudden change.

Not expected. Not altogether surprising, but not expected, either. At least things will be moderately more interesting this way, though. The scissors are dropped, and a one-handed, knife-size macuahuitl comes out instead. Damn, a knife-macuahuitl?! Where did What get a classy number like that?

[Gullara]

[Philip Memorial Library]

Xavier and Kirin arrive in the city and head for the library for their research. As they near, Xavier has apparently gotten quite talkative. "I've heard a fair bit about this library, but I've never had the opportunity to visit before now. It sounds like quite a fascinating place. It's really hard to believe I've never made the time. I'm not sure any description I could come up with would do it justice, or be wholly accurate. We will just have to see won't we." Looks like they're here. just a matter of going inside now.

[Lost_Deep]

A Park

No, that's just her internal reaction. What just happened? What's going on? What is that? You know, what? General confusion.

Anyway, Kate takes one look at the obsidian-toothed thing and jumps.

Straight up, intending to escape via altitude. Once up there she can just fly away, it's not like he can follow her.

Right?

Philip Memorial Library

"I've been in it before. It's creepy. It's really creepy." She does not have the best memories associated with this place... she thinks it might have been coincidence, but if it was not...

[Gullara]

[Philip Memorial Library]

"Oh really? Maybe I should have been more specific earlier, then. Oh well, you didn't need me drilling you for information when we were about to come here anyway." Xavier says with a chuckle. he's a bit to caught up in his own excitement to notice the discomfort Kirin might be displaying. "It sounds like what I've heard might be accurate, then." He comments as he opens the door and steps inside, pausing long enough to hold the door for Kirin to come in behind him.

[Lost_Deep]

Philip Memorial Library

"I'll give you, from what I found and what I've heard, that this is probably the best place for what we want," Kirin says, looking around. "But it's creepy."

Street

Copi comes out of the portal to the Dream world, and continues the... conversation. "Perhaps if I met some of the other beings, I would have a better opinion, yes. In retrospect, it does strike me as rather desolate. However, that might be because I wasn't expecting to find anyone..."

[Slii Arhem]

A Rubbish Bin

Not just any rubbish bin mind you, this is one of the higher traffic rubbish bins in the city of Inside. If it's not changed out twice a day by city workers offscreen, it'd be overflowing with trash and unwanted objects in no time.

A fact that our malleus magnificentum is counting on. Eris fades into view across the street from the trash can, where she'd been casing it all day. Just one of many that she'd taken the time to personally inspect for suitability. This had to be one of the best. Not too upscale a neighborhood, mostly college kids looking to cut corners and live lean. The kind of people who might notice something peeking out of a garbage can and investigate if it were shiny enough.

Under her arm is one such shiny object. Well, not shiny yet, but that's part of the plan. Stolen from under an author's nose by reaching through the fourth wall, this black, bog-standard looking typewriter was oodles of fun when she first used it, but it seems to have run out of juice to make the kind of broad, sweeping changes that she most enjoys. Time to get rid of the old thing and move on to greater glories.

Pulling an apple out of thin air, she quickly mashes it into the keys of the typewriter with a wet squelch, engulfing the whole thing in light and coming out the other side of the flash with a shiny new Chrometop miBook. It's last year's model, but that will likely throw off suspicion as to why it's in the trash. People who go for these gadgets rarely keep them after the new one comes out.

That done, she tucks it under her arm and innocently waltzes up to the trash can, drops the laptop into its slot so that one edge of it sticks out temptingly, and walks off without a care in the world. Whoever finds it, it's bound to cause some mischief without any more effort on her part. Who knows, maybe it'll even be wild enough to catch her attention in a few weeks and remind her that she'd done something with it!

Probably not though. All that remains is the satisfaction of a mischief well managed.

((This is a closed character intro until further notice.))

[Lord Magtok]

A Park

The not-really-a-man in a suit doesn't need to follow Kate. He's got his ranged weapon right here, and she's about to find out that getting away from our beloved murdergourd isn't quite as easy as it looks.

A hammer is hefted up and out of his suit. A very special hammer, that belonged to a very special god. A weapon so blessed, only the worthy can lift it off the ground, much less wield it adequately in a fight. What lifts up his arm so that the legendary Mjolnir might kiss the heavens. There is a great crackling, crashing, hideous bolt of lightning that stabs its way down from up above, which might very well pierce Kate's wings on its way down to the sacred weapon our What Pumpkin has switched to. She better get down her and face him, or he might just do that again.

[Halae]

[A Rubbish Bin]

There's a girl here. Mousy, scrawny, and in most ways unremarkable. She's been an NPC her entire life, but that's about to change, now isn't it? Her name is Eliise Ellendale, and she's a writer. Not that that means a whole lot, given she just writes odd little stories about the people she meets and the famous individuals in the Nexus. That said, she's broke, and has an older computer that's dying.

Which is what makes the sight of a working computer in the trash very tempting. She'll look around first, wondering if anybody is paying attention, before picking it up out of the garbage. After a moment to check all the outer components to make sure there's no damage, and being satisfied that it's in good repair, she'll hold it to the front of her denim jacket with a grin. A new computer! Must be fate, right? Fate works like that. Or karma. Karma works too.

[Rebonack]

[Philip Memorial Library]

Creepy?

HA!

Not all parts of the library are creepy. Some parts of it are just mildly unnerving.

Like the receptionist there at the front desk, a woman who looks like she get the sanity blasted from her mind. Eyes wide and staring, skin pale and gaunt, white hair slicked back. Certainly not a pleasant sight. She's peering off into oblivion as usual.

Beyond the front desk is the library proper.

What are the intrepid seekers of knowledge after?

[Lost_Deep]

A Rubbish Bin
((Yes, I was invited to this scene))

Overhead, there is an odd buzzing noise. A moment later, four long, segmented, translucent green legs touch the ground and decelerate a woman in Green. With forest green hair and a light green lab coat, her bright blue eyes still stand out somehow. She seems pleased with her landing, and the extra limbs simply disappear. She turns to look at Elise with a smile... it's not clear whether she only just now noticed her or whether she knew she was there the whole time.

"Hello."

A Park

Kate begins falling. The lightning actually makes her pass out for a moment, but when she wakes up she manages to twist and land on her feet.

However, that's all she can do right now. She suddenly has aches... in her head, her eyes, her arms, her bones. It takes her a moment to work through the sudden haze of pain and back into full awareness.

[Hattish Thing]

Taberna Lavernalis

Reynard sits on the couch next to Reinholdt. Don't be such a sourpuss! Reynard plops down on Reinholdt's other side. Would you like me to get you some fresh coffee?

Reynard looks over his shoulder at Reynard and Reynard, who shrug at Reynard. Reynard continues to offer the glass, layering more magical suggestions into his soothing words. Do not leave. It is dangerous out there. You are not fine on your own. Stay with us. We will help you.

Behind the bar, Reynard nudges Reynard to turn up the volume on the sound system. Reynard squints against the bright, painfully white light coming from the windows and door at the front of the building. Since Martyn has his back to the windows, he won't notice something with too many eyes and wings sailing past on a course of fire.

Martyn doesn't listen to Reynard, he doesn't control his mind like that, Rage does. And I seriously doubt Reynard could sweet talk Rage. Though that thought makes me chuckle. :smallbiggrin:

Aaanyway, Martyn doesn't see it, but his special senses from Calublufiok allow him to hear juuust fine. He can hear the thing coming even through the sound system, and the first thing he does is fly at it, Powerglove out, attempting to fly at it and punch it with a fist that packs Martyn's natural superstrength plus The Powerglove's superstrength, plus the Mark Two's superstrength. So, in other words... It's probably going to feel that one.

[Morcleon]

[Somewhere]

Mia nods as she follows. MDM will hold up the gap so Mia has no problem to get in. Squeezing in ruins the hair you know?

[Elsewhere -> Atriol]

Mia (and maybe MDM) will find herself in long white hallway, with blank doors extending far into the distance. Yuki can be seen a few doors away. He turns to Mia and nods. "Ah, welcome to the Hallway. It's not an actual hallway, of course, but it's what it tends to be visualized as by most 3D entities."

He glances around for a second before stabbing his scalpel through a seemingly random door. "This is the opening to Atriol, the place I told you about." The door creaks open, and he quickly motions Mia to enter.

[Zefir]

Everysize Hotel

Jace offers and hand to pull him up.
"Let's help you up then. Standing should come first."

Everysize Hotel

Mr. C takes the help. Going up may be harder then Jace thought, since it really seems like he isn't using his legs. But after he stands he keeps standing.

"Wohhow. This is high. Normaly I kiss the ground with my face."

He will need some time to get things right. Still a new experience.

"I hope you don't mind the delay in payment, but unless I can walk propobly you need to wait."


[Elsewhere -> Atriol]

Mia (and maybe MDM) will find herself in long white hallway, with blank doors extending far into the distance. Yuki can be seen a few doors away. He turns to Mia and nods. "Ah, welcome to the Hallway. It's not an actual hallway, of course, but it's what it tends to be visualized as by most 3D entities."

He glances around for a second before stabbing his scalpel through a seemingly random door. "This is the opening to Atriol, the place I told you about." The door creaks open, and he quickly motions Mia to enter.

[Elsewhere -> Atriol]

MDM is allways next to her. he was just a gentleman to open the path for her, something you don't see much today. She will follow silently. there isn't much to say, but obviously she is impressed how easy the plane travel goes.

[Deathkeeper]

Everysize Hotel

Jace shakes his head.
"No problem at all. You probably should sit down now so you can get some practice moving your legs and feet without falling over."
He's also willing to help him over to the chair/bed. Hopefully C has enough sense to not sit on his own tail :smalltongue:

[ThirdEmperor]

Central Park

The human might find himself waylaid. Something doesn't want him to reach whatever it is that is rustling in the brambles, and that something is making its displeasure known by trying to Bite his rear as it hisses something deep and threatening. "Ssseviper..." Should he turn, he will see an eight-foot-long black snake behind him with yellow hexagons decorating parts of its hide. It has long fangs, and most threatening of all, a blade on the end of its tail.

The Seviper is not yet old enough to have developed a poisonous bite, but its long fangs promise intense pain should its blow land regardless.


As amusing as a snakebite to the rear would be to everyone except the poor sap getting bitten, the human has the sense to turn when he hears a snake, just in time for the seviper to pounce, sinking it's fangs into his upper leg.

And a snakebite to the leg isn't very amusing at all. Except maybe to the snake.

The young man falls backwards into the dirt with a yell of pain, kicking his leg frantically and batting at the snake in an attempt to dislodge it. Poison hasn't occured yet as a possibility- The pain of those two little teeth cutting through his flesh and muscle is enough to occupy all parts of his mind not shut down in panic.

[Lord Magtok]

A Park

What isn't a patient man. Or a patient pumpkin-headed monstrosity thingy, either. He carelessly drop the hammer to the ground, certain that nobody else could possibly hope to steal it, and returns to the macuahuitl knife thing. He lifts the bladed instrument up, and tries to bring it down, before the fog of pain passes. It's time to see if Kate's insides are as wacky and transformation-prone are her outsides.

[Lost_Deep]

A Park

What's blade... doesn't cut very deep. Kate's dragon scales protect her from being cut apart, but there is still some wounds. A few of the teeth may even get caught in her flesh, but it's going to take more than that to end her. Kate lashes out, more or less blindly, with her dragon claws. She's fairly strong right now: thanks to being a half-dragon she's about as strong as an Olympic athlete.

[Lord Magtok]

A Park

Claws. Not ideal for What's suit. Those tears are going to take quite some time to repair. Hell, it might even be better to just replace this one altogether. There's always going to be another heavy sleeper out there with glass windows, a walk-in closet, and an easily severed head, right?

What continues swinging with the obsidian-edged weapon, refusing to back off and lick his wounds, or giver Kate room to retreat or get her bearings. He attempts to seize a shoulder of hers with his free hand, limit her defensive options so he'll be in a better position to simultaneously bludgeon and slash the life out of her.

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

Reynard waves from the couch to Reynard behind the bar. Reynard passes along a mug of boiling hot Turkish coffee (with a healthy pour of Soma into it for extra strength) from hand to hand to hand until it reaches Rein.
"They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet
Quaff immortality and joy."

Reynard chuckles in amusement and tries to run his fingers through Reinholdt's hair. Come, let us be "Imparadis'd in one another's arms."

"Dark with excessive bright". Reynard mutters as he winces against the light.

Reynard tells Reynard what he saw through one of the windows.
"The other shape,
If shape it might be call'd that shape had none
Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb;
Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd,
For each seem'd either,—black it stood as night,
Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell,
And shook a dreadful dart; what seem'd his head
The likeness of a kingly crown had on."


Perhaps you'd like to leave through the basement, Reynard asks,
"Where eldest Night
And Chaos, ancestors of Nature, hold
Eternal anarchy amidst the noise
Of endless wars, and by confusion stand;
For hot, cold, moist, and dry, four champions fierce,
Strive here for mast'ry."

The thing with too many wings is long gone by the time Martyn turns around, but as he looks out the window he can see another being, floating in a bright, empty void that definitely does not resemble Inside. It is four wheels, two nestled inside the other two, all covered in eyes and on fire. Martyn would have to leave the building in order to attack that one, but something about that bright light outside should be screaming to his self-preservation instincts. If he has any. So the question is: Does Martyn stay in the building or does he step out of it?

"Who overcomes
By force, hath overcome but half his foe."
Reynard pedagogically lectures to Reynard, Reynard, and Reynard.
"Long is the way
And hard, that out of Hell leads up to Light."

"Such joy ambition finds." "The hell within him." and "A heaven on earth." You must "Awake, arise, or be for ever fall'n."
Reynard pipes up. And execute their hairy porpoises!
Reynard sighs at Reynard. It's "Execute their airy purposes." you idiot.

[Lost_Deep]

A Park

Okay, no.

Kate's adrenaline suddenly starts working for her, and she turns oh her energy field. What will probably find it unpleasantly burning the hand he was trying to grab her with.

In addition, Kate gives the ground a stomp that sends her flying backwards a bit and sprays some dirt. This is mainly to give her some breathing space, a moment to compose herself and bring up the crosshair on her third arm's energy weapon. Also, she activates her built-in blade. If this thing won't let her escape, then-Is that Mjolnir? Why-no no ponder it later. If she can't escape then she's going to have to fight!

She suppresses the urge to panic.

[UncleWolf]

[Junktion Junkyard]

"Would you be willing to let me fix her up? It'll take some time, and more time to find the right parts for a good fix, but this sort of work is what I live for." May seems eager, her eyes lighting up as she has ideas.

Junktion Junkyard

Rapture takes a thick cigar from her cleavage as she ponders and lights it with a couple puffs. "Well..." She starts, blowing out a thick cloud of noxious smoke. "I think that'd be just about Shiney, really. Tell you what. You patch her up with my sister here, and you'll be part of the crew. We need to get a couple more people too if we're gonna work her right."

Hair, Nails, Scales, and Claws

Fab had been having one hell of a rough day before he entered the saloon. Even through the stress and running away from his fans though, he still looked...Fab-ulous. Now he just needed to feel like it.

So, where else was better than at his boyfriend's Salon?

Fab is a great tall man, easily six and a half feet in height with hip length luscious blonde hair and muscles so toned they look artificial. Not to mention his absolutely breathtaking smile and angelic face. The Magazine Nexusmopolitan's leading male model was all real though.

Entering the Salon, Fab locked the door behind him and flipped the sign to "Closed" before pulling the shade down over it, hoping to hide is presence from the adoring fans that had chased him down the street. Once done, he leans against the door, ear pressed against it, and once the sound of dozens of feet sprinting past fades, he sighs in relaxation before heading over to his boyfriend, Brightclaws, to drape himself in the Wolfen's arms.

"I might have tiger's blood and the DNA of Adonis, but by all the Gods, save me from the fangirls! They're gonna kill me!" He exclaims exasperatedly. "If I got tossed to them, they'd tear me to pieces! Sure, I wouldn't mind a few of the fanboys in my early days before I met you, but still! And work is even worse! 'Here, put this on.' 'No, try this.' 'No, wear this Freudian Slip.' Ugh! Thank the gods for the nude shots!"

[Reinholdt]

Taberna Lavernalis

Reinholdt drinks heavily from the coffee. Eve this isn't enough to deal with this right now. Why on earth did he stop drinking again? Rum would make this all so much more bearable.

It's like... Calublufiok with his old dimension hopping, but with less endless void and more modern day cthulhu horror poetry readings. And...

Oh wait. There was some sort of question there amongst the far too friendly hair ruffling. No wait. Not a question. An order? Gah. It'd help if Rein knew what that word meant. As if anything has meaning in this realm. "... If that is your wish." Rein just hopes it doesn't mean what he thinks it means.

[Hattish Thing]

Taberna Lavernalis

Martyn twitches as he turns to face the thing and hears Tobias chanting something. This was about to get very bad. He could tell... So, Martyn begins chanting himself, channeling his and the demon's potent Black Magic. 1 Dies iræ! Dies illa Solvet sæclum in favilla Teste David *** Sibylla! (Day of wrath and doom impending, David’s word with Sibyl’s blending, Heaven and earth in ashes ending! The day of wrath, that day will dissolve the world in ashes as foretold by David and the Sibyl!)

Quantus tremor est futurus, Quando iudex est venturus, Cuncta stricte discussurus!

(Oh, what fear man's bosom rendeth, When from heaven the Judge descendeth, On whose sentence all dependeth. How much tremor there will be, when the Judge will come, investigating everything strictly!)

Tuba mirum spargens sonum Per sepulchra regionum, Coget omnes ante thronum.

(Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth; Through earth's sepulchres it ringeth;
All before the throne it bringeth. The trumpet, scattering a wondrous sound through the sepulchres of the regions, will summon all before the Throne.)

Mors stupebit, et natura, *** resurget creatura, Iudicanti responsura. Liber scriptus proferetur, In quo totum continetur,Unde mundus iudicetur.

(Death is struck, and nature quaking,
All creation is awaking,
To its Judge an answer making. Death and nature will marvel,
when the creature arises,
to respond to the Judge.)

I AM DEATH!

At Martyn's last shout, waves of powerful Hellfire will begin to burst fout from him in a twenty degree wave. That might damage Reynard, Reynard, Reynard, Reynard, and Reinholdt. (However man Reynard's there are.) Next, in a forty foot wave, Black Magic summoned from the darkest pit of Rage's domain bursts out, the pure demonic magic will attempt to cause the ground to dry out, the wood to fall apart, and any living matter to shrivel up. It also will envelope everywhere around Martyn in that forty foot wave in an inky black and poisonous cloud. The final effect is that Martyn places his two hands together, and a beam of what can only be described as pure evil will launch at the white thing, attempting to corrupt and destroy it.

While the wicked are confounded,
Doomed to flames of woe unbounded call me with thy saints surrounded. Once the cursed have been rebuked, sentenced to acrid flames: Call Thou me with the blessèd.

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis

Tobias isn't here and nobody is chanting, only reciting. Do you not understand what is going on?

"So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear,
Farewell remorse; all good to me is lost.
Evil, be thou my good."
Reynard embraces Reinholdt and leans in to kiss him as the entire building falls apart and they are consumed by Hellfire.
"The mind is its own place, and in itself
Can make a heav'n of hell, a hell of heav'n."

Martyn destroys the Taberna Lavernalis, and with it his protection. Now he is stranded in Heaven, surrounded by inhuman, positive energy. If all the archdevils of Hell were to appear in this place like Martyn did, they would be ripped apart by the Holy Power. No mortal man should be able to survive this, much less a demon with delusions of power. Countless Ophanim, Cherubim, and Seraphim surround Martyn, bearing down on him with the Aweful and Terrible Might of God. His beam of pure evil is but a candle in an ocean of pure Good. And as he realizes that there is no escape from this doom he chose for himself, Reynard's mocking voice sings in his ear one last time.

"Pie Iesu Domine,
dona eis requiem. Amen."

[Hattish Thing]

Heaven? :smallconfused:

Well, Martyn's dead. He can't do anything here to prevent this, but attempt to teleport away by sending himself back to Earth, if he can. The power and holy energy is splitting him from Rage, which would not kill Marty immediately. But you can see he's starting to be exorcised, as his body is twisting and he's shouting in pain. He'll attempt to teleport away.

[happyturtle]

Hair, Nails, Scales, and Claws

"Oh gorgeous, that's the price of fame," Brightclaws says, baring his fangs at his boyfriend's entrance. "I still have two people in the mud baths, so mind your manners."

[UncleWolf]

Hair, Nails, Scales, Claws

"Sorry." Fab says with a small sigh as he heads back to the door to reopen the place now that the fans are gone. "If you could give me that heavenly treatment you do with my hair and face, it'd really calm my jittery nerves." He says with a small frown as he holds up his hand to show that his perfectly trimmed nails are trembling ever so little.

[happyturtle]

HSNC

"No, no, leave the closed sign up. I'll let the clients out when they finish." Brightclaws says, then comes close to Fab, eagerly sniffing his hair and face. "You... smell... divine."

[UncleWolf]

Hair, Nails, Scales, Claws

Fab sighs happily and relaxes into Brightclaws' arms. "Thank you. And you feel as wonderful as ever." He says with a sly smile. "It might just be you doing it, but I feel relaxed already by the atmosphere."

[Lord Magtok]

A Park

This fight (for that's what it is now, an actual fight instead of the originally predicted execution) is getting all the more interesting with every passing moment. Should've been over sooner, but our murderous monster underestimated his victim. Man, What really needs to stop being so goddamn lenient with his targets, lest he get something really interesting next time. He picks up the hammer, now wielding the primitive blade and divine bludgeon simultaneously, the smell of burnt leather still clinging to the hammer-hand Kate had electrocuted. What Pumpkin patiently approaches Ms. Kyland once more, Mjolnir's lightning cackling in anticipation as he runs towards his prey.

[Lost_Deep]

A Park

As lightning crackes around the hammer, Kate flinches. Stupid improperly grounded cybernetics... she'll just have to fight through it.

Kate ramps the energy on the laser gun in her third arm to approximately "I want that thing to die horribly" and fires at What's torso. Part of her wants to aim at the hammer arm, but she doesn't want to risk missing that powerful of a blast.

[Terumitsu]

[Street]

"That is probable although equally so that you simply were not anywhere that people would have normally been found.. Or simply moved too quickly for any to ask for the time of day... Metaphorically speaking." the Entity supplied. It could be any number of things, really, but those were simply the most likely.

"Regardless, it may at least give you something to think of if even only in passing." they said. That was really all that they could hope for. Any further action was simply a bonus, really, as helping expose minds to interesting events was generally a reward enough on it's own. It was somewhat like poking a black box with various stimuli and finding out what it creates and produces. Or, well, there was more to it but that was certainly one of the reasons that might be applicable.

[Reinholdt]

Tabernacle

Matryn's chanting. That's never a good thing. Reinholdt opens his mouth to explain to him he needs to calm down. That acting rashly when it comes being dimension hopped is a bad thing and sometimes fighting isn't the answer. Trust him, he's been through situations similar to this before.

Such things are interrupted by Reynard kissing him though.
Rein's pretty dumbfounded at first. Then he feels the heat of lust overwhelm him. The spark between two people that only purely erotic couplings can create. The fire of...
Oh.
No wait, all that's just real flesh and bone consuming fire.
Nevermind.
Hellfire even, followed by Heaven's Light. Normally it's the other way around. Can't trust Disney at all!

On the upside, Reinholdt never would have imagined dying, then going to Heaven.
Or vice versa as the case may be.
...
Achievement unlocked?

[Halae]

A Rubbish Bin
((Yes, I was invited to this scene))

Overhead, there is an odd buzzing noise. A moment later, four long, segmented, translucent green legs touch the ground and decelerate a woman in Green. With forest green hair and a light green lab coat, her bright blue eyes still stand out somehow. She seems pleased with her landing, and the extra limbs simply disappear. She turns to look at Elise with a smile... it's not clear whether she only just now noticed her or whether she knew she was there the whole time.

"Hello."[A rubbish Bin]

Ellise is surpised when Copi appears, holding her laptop out in front of her almost as if it were a shield. Oh geeze, what's going on? There's this girl with crazy powers here. Wait, she said a greeting. Response? Yes respond!

She opens her mouth to say something and ends up saying "Green."

YOU FOOL! Abort! Abort now!

Junktion Junkyard

Rapture takes a thick cigar from her cleavage as she ponders and lights it with a couple puffs. "Well..." She starts, blowing out a thick cloud of noxious smoke. "I think that'd be just about Shiney, really. Tell you what. You patch her up with my sister here, and you'll be part of the crew. We need to get a couple more people too if we're gonna work her right."[Junktion Junkyard]

"I can work with that," May says enthusiastically, "Every tank crew should have an enginseer."

[Lost_Deep]

A rubbish Bin

"It's a fine color. It's almost hard to believe that it's a mix of blue and yellow. Rather, it seems to be closer related to blue than to yellow. Yellow-green is a sick color, while blue-green is the color of the ocean, a natural and healthy color. Quite interesting, hm?"

"However, chances are I startled you and your brain is switching between fight or flight mode and socialization mode. Take a moment, take a deep breath, and try again. Here, let's try introductions: I'm Copi Kate." She offers a handshake.

[Halae]

[A Rubbish Bin]

It's a long moment before the girl responds, "... Ellise Ellendale," she says, extending a hand to shake, "Were you just flying?"

[Earl of Purple]

Central Park

Have you seen the size of Seviper's fangs? They are not little.

The Seviper releases her fangs, before coiling up ready to strike again. She enjoys this game; the human makes funny noises when her teeth strike!

[Lost_Deep]

Street

"It is was very interesting, and I thank you for showing it to me. I will think about it, rest assured of that."

Copi never stops thinking.

A Rubbish Bin

"Indeed. It's quite enjoyable. However, it's also very complex. Lots of things to fine-tune, modify, optimize. Wing shape dictates a lot of what you can and can't do, but that itself is because wing shape also dictates the way the wing moves. However, the actual surface of the wings also dictate a lot of what one can and can't do. Of course, this would be simpler if I could do wingless flight, but I can't. Not yet, anyway."

Copi does not have wings, it might be noted.

[ThirdEmperor]

Central Park

No. No, they are not. Especially when they've been clamped down into your thigh.

The human makes more funny noises, a strangled whimper escaping as he fights to hold back the building scream of pain and terror. Suddenly this hallucination isn't so fun- If it even is a hallucination. The pain burning, pulsing, writhing, searing through his leg feels real. Very real. All too real.

Pushing himself back along the dirt with his good leg the man tries to distance himself from the coiled serpent, digging one hand in to the inner pockets of his coat. There's a knife in there somewhere. Not a very good one, more for show than fighting, but a blade is a blade.


...
By the looks of the giant python's scaled armor, he doubts even a sword would be very effective.

Oh gods. This had better be a hallucination.

[FireFox]

Taberna Lavernalis/Heaven/Paradise Lost

Martyn will be able to teleport away. But why would he want to? I mean, apart from the legion of eldritch angels attempting to devour him and the entire plane violently rejecting his corrupted existence. Who would willingly flee Heaven? Stay, Martyn, and embrace redemption. Give up your Rage and become whole once again.

Reynard wasn't permanently killed, but a large part of him was ruined by this little dimension hopping trick. Not even someone as powerful as The Trickster could get away unscathed. And his base of operations was completely destroyed, of course. The spot where the bar of Laverna stood before being plane shifted is now an empty lot in Inside.

[Morcleon]

[Elsewhere -> Atriol]

MDM is allways next to her. he was just a gentleman to open the path for her, something you don't see much today. She will follow silently. there isn't much to say, but obviously she is impressed how easy the plane travel goes.

[Atriol]

After Mia steps through the door, Yuki will quickly follow, retrieving his scalpel from the frame. Closing the portal, he reappears beside Mia. They are in a small cave, roughly hewn, with a stairway curving out to one side. "Good... I see that we're all here in one piece."

"We're not in Atriol proper yet, but in a demiplane off the main system. Direct travel to the area is blocked by a very dangerous array. Come, it's only a short journey from here to the gate system." He smiles and begins walking up the stairs.

[Earl of Purple]

Central Park

I feel bad now- I thought the person was trainer who'd be able to fight the Seviper on their terms, not a Nexus-newbie thinking he's hallucinating. Oh, well, too late now- let's torture him more, yes?

The Seviper is staying crouched back, waiting for him to take out whatever he's reaching for. It might be fun! And if it's an empty pokéball, she'll ensure that he won't live to regret it.

[Halae]

A Rubbish Bin

"Indeed. It's quite enjoyable. However, it's also very complex. Lots of things to fine-tune, modify, optimize. Wing shape dictates a lot of what you can and can't do, but that itself is because wing shape also dictates the way the wing moves. However, the actual surface of the wings also dictate a lot of what one can and can't do. Of course, this would be simpler if I could do wingless flight, but I can't. Not yet, anyway."

Copi does not have wings, it might be noted.[A Rubbish Bin]

"Wait, wings, was that that green stuff you used to land?" Ellise asks. If it turns out she can shape that stuff, Ellise is going want, nay, have to write about her. It'd be a good way to break in the new computer!

[Lost_Deep]

A Rubbish Bin

"Indeed, but that's a rather long story. Interesting, I'll give you, but long. But please, I am curious about you. What do you do?"

The question is left open-ended, for what she chooses to answer the question with is just as interesting as the answer itself.

[Halae]

[A Rubbish Bin]

"I write," Ellise says, "Usually about people and things that I meet. Just little stories, you know? I hope you don't mind, but with everything you just told me, I'm likely to write about you. I just got a new computer and need to test it out anyways."

[Lost_Deep]

A Rubbish Bin

"No, I don't mind. Odd coincidence: I want to go into writing, too. I have some ideas for fiction and I would like to get them down and see if they sell."

Copi silently finds the idea of writing fiction about people you know odd, but certainly won't speak up about it. It's the kind of odd that you can see from a normal person, as opposed to the usual nexus odd.

[Halae]

[A Rubbish Bin]

"Maybe we can share stories some time. Do you have an email address or phone number?" Eliise has a wide smile spreading across her face. A writing buddy! And a really interesting one too! This is going to be great!

[Lost_Deep]

A Rubbish Bin

"Hmm... would you believe that this is the first time that it's come up? I don't have a cell phone or a computer, or enough money to likely get one. However, there is one little thing I can do." Within herself, Copi tries to examine and memorize the "fingerprint" of Ellise's mind; she should instantly recognize Ellise whenever she's in Copi's psychic sense range. "There. I remember you, and I'll keep a watch out for you. If there's some physical places you frequent, I can watch those when I want to find you when I do have some contact information."

[ThirdEmperor]

Central Park

Not a pokèball but a knife, with silver inlaid upon the grip and a blade that gleams with untarnished polish as it's pulled from the scabbard. Not a tool that's seen real use. Doesn't matter. Any weapon is better than none and the human clings to it like a lifeline, jabbing threateningly at the air between him and the snake as he continues to back away.


And I wouldn't worry too much. The man has enough magical power to get to the Nexus under his own steam- Drive him far enough and he might have another trick or two.

[Earl of Purple]

Central Park

I stopped feeling bad by the time I pressed 'Submit Reply' :smalltongue:.

"Ssseviper." The snake lunges forwards and to one side, curling around and trying to Wrap the human in its coils and give him a big hug and maybe crush him a little.

[Halae]

[A Rubbish Bin]

"Uh, alright. My apartment is on the corner of Dursley and Abbington. I don't know the address offhand, but it's apartment 201. Drop by whenever you like." she says curiously. What had Copi just done? It was weird.

[Lost_Deep]

A Rubbish Bin

"I will sometime. For now, what would you like to talk about? I would like to get to know you, and there is no better way to do that then by discussing various things." Copi will step away and gesture, inviting Ellise to walk as they talk.

[Halae]

[A Rubbish Bin]

"Hmm... well, why don't you tell me about the abilities you have?" Ellise suggests, walking, "I'm very curious." Might be necessary for the writing, after all!

[Lost_Deep]

A Rubbish Bin

"Well, at my core I'm a psychic. Mental powers, mainly, but I consider such things to be morally questionable. I also have some telekinesis. The psychic limbs are an extension of that by way of some focusing devices that were built into this body."

Built into... you know, Copi has some seams some places like she's not quite a real person. And her eyes... if you look at her bright blue eyes from the wrong angle they're creepy.

[Halae]

[A Rubbish Bin]

It seems that Ellise has caught on, and unless Copi stops her, will try to stop the psychic by placing her hands on either side of Copi's head, so she can get a good look into the green-haired girl's eyes. If she came any closer, it'd look like she was trying to kiss Copi, but the look on her face is that of curiosity and wonder.

[Lost_Deep]

An alley

Copi lets her get in a good look. They're... doll's eyes. They're like eyes taken from a doll.

"Would you like to hear the whole story? It'll be somewhat vague, blurring people involved, but it's a good story. Truth, it seems, is stranger than fiction."

[Halae]

[An Alley]

Ellise backs off, "Only if you want to," she says. Was Copi already telling her things? Why? They'd just met, and she hadn't even asked. Still, she was definitely curious.

[ThirdEmperor]

Central Park

The human lunges as well, stabbing and slashing along the serpent's length as it twists it's coils around him. He's not stronger than a normal human nor, as mentioned previously, very well armed, and snakeskin is quite tough, but this is a rather young Svepir so who knows?

He might even manage to annoy it a little. :smalltongue:

[Lost_Deep]

An Alley

"Well, the short version is that I was held in sensory deprivation until I went mad. I then went so mad that I came back around to a mockery of sanity. I then ticked of one powerful entity, getting myself kicked out of said deprivation, and entertained another who gave me this body."

"The reason I am telling you this immediately," Copi suddenly says, "is because I want to know how you'll react. I'm an abomination, mentally, and a simulacrum of life, physically. What do you have to say about that?"

[Halae]

[An Alley]

Ellise's eyes light up, "Does that mean you have detachable parts?! Sometimes I just want to take my legs off because I don't want to get up. Taking off a body part would be a great way to deal with excess pain!"

Seems she's somewhat glossed over the "Abomination" and "Madness" parts

[Lord Magtok]

A Park

As lightning crackles around the hammer, Kate flinches. Stupid improperly grounded cybernetics... she'll just have to fight through it.

Kate ramps the energy on the laser gun in her third arm to approximately "I want that thing to die horribly" and fires at What's torso. Part of her wants to aim at the hammer arm, but she doesn't want to risk missing that powerful of a blast.

What ducks the blast, before continuing onwards with his sprint. Oh, that's alright. He didn't really need the upper half of his head, anyways. It wasn't doing anything important, after all.

That said, if he doesn't finish this quickly, he might not get a chance to finish it at all. One more blast like that and What Pumpkin's not so likely to get through it as well as he did this time around. What sweeps low with the hammer, aiming for his prey's hip. If he connect, it's probably going to hurt. :smalleek:

[Lost_Deep]

An Alley

Acceptance due to geek/nerddom and maybe ADD. No sign of full realization or careful thought on the matter. It's amazing how much you can learn from a non-sequitor.

"No, it all stays on. But please, keep talking. I want to try and guess something about you."

A Park

Jump up, momentary gain high ground, spend rest of energy on doom kick. No problem-

Kate is sent sprawling. She is not fast enough to do that. Just not fast enough. Her hip is intact (thank you reinforced bones) but she's not going to be doing anything because between the impact and the pain from the electric field, not to mention any real shock discharged into her body, is more than enough to keep her from doing anything for a bit.

[Halae]

[An Alley]

"Oh," Ellise says, blinking, "well, I don't meant to make light of the trauma you've gone through, but I have to say the result is fairly impressive. You have a very nice body, whomever made it must have been an amazing craftsman. and you say the... green things are from amplifiers you have embedded in your body? May I see them? Can you show me how tangible the limbs they make are?"

Seems she's more obsessed over Copi's capabilities than anything else.

[Lost_Deep]

An Alley

"No, you can't see them. They're embedded in my skin, and my outfit does not lend itself to disrobal. As for the limbs themselves..." a small, translucent green thread tries to worm it's way up to Ellise's shoulder and... pop! There should be a 4-inch tall translucent green Ellise, standing on Ellise's shoulder. It's doing Copi's best imitation of Ellise's body language.

It's more or less solid, and it feels like it has the proper softness, but not the accurate texture.

[Halae]

[An Alley]

Impulsively, Ellise goes up to give the translucent image of her a hug, testing its tensile strength.

"Amazing! Just absolutely amazing!"

[Lost_Deep]

An Alley

Mini Ellise, though momentarily confused, hugs back. She's about as strong as you would expect. "I can easily carry myself around, but emitting large amounts of force tires me quickly. Detail, however, is much easier for me."

"Now, how about we play a game? You can ask a question, then I can ask one, and on, but each time we set a limitation on the question to be asked. For example, I would like your next question to not be about my powers."

She doesn't seem upset at all, in fact she seems to act like she's playfully posing a challenge.

[Halae]

[An Alley]

Ellise grins, letting go of her translucent mimic, "Alright then. Is there a meaning behind your name? My restriction for you is it has to be about something you've thought of yourself."

[Lost_Deep]

An Alley

"There is. It's clear as day, if you ponder the following: I was someone before the sensory deprivation, wasn't I?" There... give her a bit to chew on. see if she can puzzle that out.

"And while I might not fully understand your limitation, I believe that the question, 'Am I right in guessing that you like science fiction?' should count."

[Gullara]

Philip Memorial Library

"I'll give you, from what I found and what I've heard, that this is probably the best place for what we want," Kirin says, looking around. "But it's creepy."


[Philip Memorial Library]

Creepy?

HA!

Not all parts of the library are creepy. Some parts of it are just mildly unnerving.

Like the receptionist there at the front desk, a woman who looks like she get the sanity blasted from her mind. Eyes wide and staring, skin pale and gaunt, white hair slicked back. Certainly not a pleasant sight. She's peering off into oblivion as usual.

Beyond the front desk is the library proper.

What are the intrepid seekers of knowledge after?

[Philip Memorial Library]

"Oh I'm sure it'll go just fine." Xavier says reassuringly. Then he leads th way up to the desk. It's only at the last moment he notices that there receptionist isn't quite... right. "Um... hello ma'am. Could you help us find a book? We're looking for books on magical body alteration for some research of ours."

[Zefir]

Everysize Hotel

Jace shakes his head.
"No problem at all. You probably should sit down now so you can get some practice moving your legs and feet without falling over."
He's also willing to help him over to the chair/bed. Hopefully C has enough sense to not sit on his own tail :smalltongue:

Everysize Hotel

Well, Jace should have told that instead of just thinking, because C is sitting on his tail as he got helped.

"Does sitting allways hurt? I feel a strange pain close to my lower back. Or is that something I need to get used to?"


[Atriol]

After Mia steps through the door, Yuki will quickly follow, retrieving his scalpel from the frame. Closing the portal, he reappears beside Mia. They are in a small cave, roughly hewn, with a stairway curving out to one side. "Good... I see that we're all here in one piece."

"We're not in Atriol proper yet, but in a demiplane off the main system. Direct travel to the area is blocked by a very dangerous array. Come, it's only a short journey from here to the gate system." He smiles and begins walking up the stairs.

[Atriol]

Mia nods and tips on MDM with her stuff, who then becomes human size. The stairs are human size so MDM would have a hard time walking them up.

"Are there guys in black suits with sunglasses on the end of the stairs? I don't like when they scan my body."

This is more meant as a joke then really seriouse, the question with the men in black not the scanning.