Castle Fezwinkle

[Beholder1995]

Some distance Out of Town, deep in the midst of a swampy forest filled with monsters and traditionally spooky dead trees, on a cliff, in the middle of a perpetual thunderstorm, is the massive castle of the mad scientist Kornelius Fezwinkle. It is asked that you declare your approach to the castle instead of simply saying you enter it. Please and thank you.
There is no white text here.
A winding, muddy path leads through the swamp to the the castle, turning into a zig-zagging, narrow cliff that crosses over the slimy moat filled with two-headed crocodiles, all the way up to a heavy wooden door with thick brass knockers. The castle itself is pretty much a ripoff of frankenstein's castle, with a few quirks. Notably, piping and wiring are often seen jutting from the once masterful stonework. Things in the castle tend to be kind of gloomy. :smalltongue:
Really, there isn't.
Fezwinkle specializes in Golem creation, much as this (http://www.giantitp.com/comics/oots0576.html) guy does. It's either an homage or a ripoff. I just wanted to do a guy who made Golems, then I realized he was an almost total clone of Grubwiggler... so... yeah. Anywho, the castle is relatively hosptitable as long as you stay to the main hallways and rooms.
There isn't any white text here! Stop highlighting!
Assume that the castle has every kind of room imaginable, in addition to dungeons, myriads of passageways, and it's own flooded basement filled with legions of knickknacks of all sorts. If it exists, you can probably find it in Castle Fezwinkle.
Stop violating this post's privacy!
Yes, even one of those. :smalltongue:
Cut it out!

~-~

Fezwinkle creates golems and constructs of all sorts, and is entirely willing to do requests.
Stop it!
The residents of the castle, for now, are just Kornelius himself, Phil and Morris the wraiths, and the various Golems that roam randomly about the place.
Now!
Fezwinkle looks like this:

http://img29.picoodle.com/img/img29/3/10/22/beholder1995/f_KorneliusFem_a07b086.gif

Now Hiring:
There is no white text! Now scoot! *slams door*
-Lab Assistant
-Proffesional Assassin/Rogue
-Grave Digger and general Igor

[Beholder1995]

Fezwinkle, Phil, and Morris clamber into the castle and shut the door as the wind howls and the rain pours outside. The bottom of the wraiths' cloaks are covered in filth from the swamp. For some reason, Fezwinkle has managed to stay clean, except for the stains on his labcoat.

They have a crystal-coated gold dragon egg with them.

You boys can take that sucker down to the lab.

Phil and Morris give him a sort of half-hearted glare and do so.

[FireFox]

What, no white text in the OP? :smallconfused::smalltongue:

[Beholder1995]

What, no white text in the OP? :smallconfused::smalltongue:

Oh, right! Thanks for reminding me! :smalltongue::smallbiggrin:

[FireFox]

So, what happens with the egg...? :smallconfused:

[Beholder1995]

He'll put it in his collection!

That, or let it grow up some so he could make a... *rifles through monster manual two*... uh... a dragonflesh golem.

Yeah...

Fezwinkle enters The Lab. The two wraiths have placed the crystal-covered egg on a steel pedestal. Intruments of all sorts surround it on gantrys and arms. Machinery, gears, pipes, flashing lights, and all sorts of B-Movie props fill the lab. Entire walls are made of rivited steel and covered in levers and such. Towering glass and iron windows line one wall. Lightning flashes behind them and rain streaks down their panes.

Classic mad scientist all the way. :smallcool:

[FireFox]

Cool.

The egg sits there, being incubated by the magical crystal.

[Beholder1995]

Phil scratches the back of his head akwardly.

So... uh... what are you going to do about the crystal stuff?...

Fezwinkle sits down on a swivel chair surrounded on three sides by wooden workbenches covered in all manner of... stuff. He turns on an electric light and begins to tinker with them while absentmindedly replying to the wraith.

Don't know. I'm not sure if I want to kill and embalm it, or if I want to wait for it to hatch.

Why the heck would you want it to hatch?... :smalleek:

There isn't a thing in this world you can't make a construct out of, my boy. And let me tell you- there's a prime market for dragon flesh.

Ah... gotcha... >_>...

[FireFox]

Teh egg isn't going to hatch anytime soon. Not because it isn't ready, but because it is ready and being kept in stasis until Aurea is ready.

[Beholder1995]

The crystal is what's keeping it from hatching, right?

Also, when are Aurea and K gonna find out about this? :smallconfused:

[FireFox]

Pretty much. The crystal is keeping it alive, but also keeping it in developmental stasis...

When they walk into the main room and notice it's gone? Boudica's too busy to monitor it all the time. I dunno about Civvy...

[Mee]

Oh, well, Civvy doesn't have much to do, and I thought she should stay out of it.
How about if I PM you, FF. Telling you what she does?

[Beholder1995]

Right, but my point is when are they going to do that? :smalltongue:


~-~

Now... let's see...

Fezwinkle is rifling through crates underneath his workbench.

Aha!

He pulls out a wierdly-shaped black rock with carvings on it. He gets up and places it delicately on top of the egg. Then uses gorilla tape to secure it. :smallbiggrin:

Uh... what does that do?...

It's an artifact. Keeps it from being teleported. This one was a gift from my cousin.... Myria?...

he goes off into an old-man rambling.

[FireFox]

Dunno, not tonight... I've got stuff to do and I'll only be on for another 10 minutes... for one more post...

He can only place it on the crystal. Which means the egg could technically be teleported... :smalltongue:


Yeah, deadtime...

[Mee]

Noooo! FF!! Don't go!!! You haven't played Toby much if at all! I still have something funny to do!! *cries*

[Beholder1995]

He can only place it on the crystal. Which means the egg could technically be teleported... :smalltongue:

Blarg I say to that! Artifacts from your cousin Myria affect the crystal and egg! And plus, he used gorilla tape! :smalltongue:

Deadtime.

[FireFox]

sowwy Mee...


I don't plan on doing that yet, just wanted to point it out. :smalltongue:

[Mee]

'Sokay. I guess.

[FireFox]

... You should rename him Herbert West, Reanimator. :smallwink::smalltongue:

[Mee]

So, FF, seeing as the crystal is yours, would the magical, no-teleport thing affect the egg?
I'm just wondering, and this seems the place to ask.

[FireFox]

If the artifact projects an antiteleport field, then yes. If it has to be touching it, then no...

[Mee]

Okay.
So, how long you here for?

Oh, also, if dragons are magic, (and I'm pretty sure they are) wouldn't an anti-magic field kill the baby dragon?

[FireFox]

AMFs would not kill the baby dragon, but it would destroy the crystal with horrible effects... And I think that the artifact just projects an Anti-teleportation field...

[Mee]

I think so. But it's up to Beholder.

[Beholder1995]

Yeah. Just projects an anti-teleportation field.

Of course, now I know another way for Fezwinkle to get the crystal off... :smalltongue:

[FireFox]

You're not going to teleport it out of the crystal... Seeing ashow the crystal is what was keeping it alive... Well let's just say Boudica put a whole ot of things into that crystal...

[Beholder1995]

No, I meant the thing with the anti-magic field. Those 'catastrophic' results intrigue me... :smalltongue:


~-~

Fezwinkle is standing over the crystal with a strange buzzing hand-held device.

He uses it to try and take a sample of the crystal. Unless it's... REALLY hard, then the device will be able to take out a chunk about the size of a grain of salt.

[FireFox]

The crystal is of a type somewhat similar to quartz. Inspection of a sample will not reveal what kind of heavy enchantments are on it.

[Beholder1995]

He puts it under an oversized microscope.

Interesting...

He goes over to one of the gantrys, and pulls it closer to the egg. It looks like a heavy-duty drill with an incredibly thin bit.

Fezwinkle pulls his goggles over his eyes.

Didja see the picture of him I put on the OP? Didja? Didja?

[Nevitan]

William walks out to the.. front gate? door?

You hiring people?/Yelling

[Beholder1995]

Remember, it's a perpetual thunderstorm. No way anyone's gonna hear him over the rain, wind, and thunder.

Although, if you actually read the OP, you might know that there's a knocker... >.>...

[Nevitan]

Ok let me try again.

William darts up to the door, slipping only once on the mud, catching himself before he completely falls. He flies up to the door and slams into it,he notices the knocker in a few seconds, at which point he grabs it and hits it furiously.

[Beholder1995]

The knocks echo throughout the castle. But no one answers. Yet.

A pair of grime covered two-headed crocodiles begin to slowly make their way up the cliff.

[Nevitan]

William pulls out a crossbow and shoots at one.

[Beholder1995]

They're about two hundred feet away. The bolt barely manages to stay on course, but thunks harmlessly off the croc's thick hide.

They're not moving very fast, I might add. Oh, and they're about thirty feet long each.

He might want to keep trying to gain entrance into the castle...

[Nevitan]

William casts Spider climb on goes for a window.

[Beholder1995]

I meant keep KNOCKING. :smalltongue::smallsigh:

The windows are foggy and thick, and crossed with thick iron bars. Also, the castle walls are immesurably slippery, and it's about a five hundred foot drop. Also, it's still pouring down rain. This is like trying to climb up a waterfall.

The crocs are about 150 feet away from the doorstep.

[Nevitan]

Thats why he cast Spider climb.
as in the assassin's spell list.
He knocks on the window.

[Beholder1995]

There's a muffled thunk-thunk noise, but no more.

100 feet...

[Nevitan]

William casts Greater invisibility and climbs back down.

[Beholder1995]

Rain still splats off him, so anyone with a trained eye will still be able to see him... oh, well.

The crocs are a little over 50 feet away. Their lumbering sillouhets are black in the storm, lit up only by the occasional gargantuan lightning strike.

I like describing this place. :smallbiggrin:

[Nevitan]

Once William gets back down he runs at the crocodiles unsheathing his dagger and casting true strike.

[Beholder1995]

Uh... which does?...

As soon as he's close enough, two huge reptile heads lunge at him, open jaws filled with yellow teeth. Each head is nearly five feet long. Oh, and the heads are attached to one body, of course.

On second though, let's go with four heads. BOTH crocs are attacking him.

[Nevitan]

It gives him a +20 to hit, but four heads...

William jumps back once the crocs grow the extra heads.

[Beholder1995]

No no. They had two heads to begin with.

The first croc slams into the other one, cutting a deep gash into its left head. It erupts into a full-out fight. They begin to stray very close to the cliff edge.

[Nevitan]

Oh, I thought you said they both went to four heads.

William Throws a poisoned dagger at one of the crocs.

[Beholder1995]

It lodges itself into it's side, looking rather pitiful compared to the beast's massive bulk.

Also, one of them trips, carrying the other with it off the cliff edge, and they plummet down 500 feet into the moat below.

[Nevitan]

Bwahaha! free XP
William knocks on the door again.

[Beholder1995]

It slowly opens by itself, B-horror movie style. It's hard to make out what's beyond it at this point.

[Nevitan]

William drinks a potion of darkvision and walks in.

[Beholder1995]

Not necissary, as soon as he walks in, a few candleabras light up, revealing a relatively large room, walled with blackish stone and carpeted with a dull red and gold rug. There are at least four staircases in there, two empty double doorways, and around six brown wooden doors.

There are a few red-padded chairs and wooden desks in the room. And a riveted steel box with a few buttons and levers on one wall.

The door closes behind him, and, presumably, locks.

[Nevitan]

Fine, William walks in without drinking the potion and looks around for an owner, sneaking of course.

[FireFox]

The egg and crystal are still there...

[Beholder1995]

Uh... same stuff, Nev. No one appears to be in the entrance room.


~-~

Fezwinkle begins to try and drill a very thin hole through the crystal. Phil and Morris float into The Lab through the floor.

Uh... are you sure that will work?...

Morris, this sucker can drill through adamantine like a hot knife through butter. From what I've gathered from the sample I took, this crystal is easily under the drill's maximum hardness penetration level. It will work.

Uh... okay, then...

He looks around The Lab casually.

[FireFox]

It works.

Now, I can go get my Draconimicon book... but I believe that Golden Dragon eggs have to be kept above a certain temperature and in an open flame... So as soon as he breaches the incubating crystal, a raging magical inferno blasts out of it and will probably proceed to melt everything with a melting point of iron or lower in the lab... Goes for humans too.


((It makes sense. :smalltongue:))

[Nevitan]

William tries to find someone by walking around the castle.

[Beholder1995]

It probably won't breach it that significantly. It's like a syringe... it won't even break any kind of seal there might be. And magical inferno or not, the drill bit won't melt. :smalltongue:

[FireFox]

Eh. Soon as the bit is withdrawn then.

[Beholder1995]

William tries to find someone by walking around the castle.

All the doors leading out of the room are locked. As is the front door.

EDIT::: Fezwinkle steps away from the drill to check the silent intruder alarm. Which is blinking.

[Nevitan]

*Sigh*
OI! Anyone here!

[Beholder1995]

The metal box makes a shrill, beeping noise. An amused-sounding Fezwinkle is talking at the other end.

Hello?... Do you have an appointment?... :smalltongue:

[Nevitan]

No, I figured you didn't entertain much, and wouldn't have company

[FireFox]

Of course, the fact that something at all managed to break through the crystal is enough to trip certain other security measures...

[Beholder1995]

No, I figured you didn't entertain much, and wouldn't have company

Actually, I'm just fooling around with you. I'll be right down.

The box beeps again. Fezwinkle leaves the lab and tells Phil and Morris to watch the egg. They aprehensively stare at it.


~-~

That reminds me, FF- how much are these gods going to get involved?

[FireFox]

I'm going to try to keep Boudica away from this personally, but I may scramble the Druid Death Squad... :smallwink:

[Nevitan]

Stupid scientist types.

[Beholder1995]

@FF: So I can make a duplicate egg without anyone being able to tell which is which? Theoretically?

Also, now I'm not sure which I'd rather have. :smalleek::smalltongue:


~-~

Fezwinkle comes out through one of the wooden doors and the top of one of the staircases and walks down to Nev.

Also, there are mounted suits of armor in the room... just forgot to mention that... >.>...

[Nevitan]

so your Hiring a personal Assassin?

[Beholder1995]

That I am. Are you applying?

[Nevitan]

It would seem so.

[FireFox]

@FF: So I can make a duplicate egg without anyone being able to tell which is which? Theoretically?

Also, now I'm not sure which I'd rather have. :smalleek::smalltongue:


Hehe, no. Boudica is... she has Domain over pretty much everything you read about in a Biology textbook... she will be able to know which one is the real one. Also, a detect magic on the real egg will reveal a magical rune inherited from Aurea...

[Beholder1995]

A straight answer, please. Are you or aren't you?

Also, how do you feel about a little paperwork?

@FF: I meant besides Boudica.

And I don't see why a rune can't be duplicated... :smallconfused:

[Nevitan]

Yes, I am, and I don't care for paperwork
Hes eyeing the claws.

[Beholder1995]

Claws?...

Well, I'm afraid that if you want the job, you might have to-

he pulls out a relatively thin stack of paper from his labcoat.

-fill these in. Do you need a pen?

[FireFox]

@FF: I meant besides Boudica.

And I don't see why a rune can't be duplicated... :smallconfused:

The rune is made out of the eggshell. And yeah... but they could easily tell if there was life inside it...

[Nevitan]

The picture has claws..

Stupid papers. Can't I just kill something?

[Beholder1995]

Well... I don't really have a job for you at the moment, but I imaging I'll find work for you... soon... >.>...

He glances in the direction of The Lab.


~-~

@FF: Unless it determines exact species, I don't see why he can't just stick a dinosaur embryo in there, or something... :smallconfused::smalltongue:

[Nevitan]

Killing things right?

[FireFox]

If he has one of those and the means to make a duplicate egg, then yeah, he could do that...

[Beholder1995]

Oh yes. Most definitely.

Also, do you have any experience in digging up graves?... just wondering...


~-~

@FF: Sweet! Especially because dinosaurs are so much more common (and less lethal, I might add) in high-fantasy worlds than dragons! w00t!

[Nevitan]

No, I generally put them into the graves.. and leave them there.

[Beholder1995]

No, I generally put them into the graves.. and leave them there.

That's fine. But really, just sign here, if you will-

He holds out the bottom sheet of paper and a pen.

[Nevitan]

Maybe I'll just read it first...

[Beholder1995]

Atta boy. :smallamused:
The contract gives Fezwinkle Will's soul and all personal possessions.
He hands him the whole stack, about twenty pages worth of stuff. All standard, I might add. No soul-selling or anything of that nature.

[Nevitan]

Oh, standard papers for contractual murder:smalltongue:
He signs it with a fake name

[Beholder1995]

Good thing he didn't highlight the contract. :smalltongue:

Fezwinkle puts the papers back into his labcoat and holds out a hand for Will to shake.

Welcome to the team, my boy!

[Nevitan]

William shakes his hand
what team would that be?

[Beholder1995]

...

Team Fezwinkle, I suppose.

Er... actually, no team. Just welcome to the castle.

[Nevitan]

So what do you do here?
William looks around.

[Beholder1995]

Well... not much, unless you're just begging to do something... 'cause I have a basement that needs cleaning... and it's big...

[Nevitan]

No, I won't be doing cleaning work.

[Beholder1995]

Heh... you don't know what's in my basement... :smallamused:

[Nevitan]

apparently not

[Beholder1995]

No matter. Do you want a room here, or do you live somewhere else?...

[Nevitan]

I generally stay at an Inn, mostly because the barkeep doesn't remember to charge me.

[Mee]

So, if FF and Beholder are here, the plot can go on.
But . . . Beholder deadtimed. Apparently.
. . .. as did FF. *sigh*

[Beholder1995]

I generally stay at an Inn, mostly because the barkeep doesn't remember to charge me.

That's fine, but you're welcome to stay here as long as you don't mind drafts... and humidity... and golems walking around randomnly about the castle...


~-~

Anyway, the next day, Fezwinkle is back in The Lab, with Phil and Morris. The egg now has around three drill-things in it, along with metal pads attached to wires slapped on it. All that, plus what looks like a rune-covered iron band around its middle.

Also, there are two eggs, and the stuff is being done to both to them. Identical in every way. Every. Way.

Phil looks at them, confused.

How'd you get two eggs?... :smalleek:

I made a duplicate.

Bu-... how'd you get the crystal's edges so exact?...

Are you the three-time winner of the interplanar whittling competition, heavyweight division?

Oh.

Is there... another dragon in there?...

What? No, of course not. I used a Tyrannosaurus Rex embryo.

Where'd you get a baby T-Rex???

Fezwinkle stares at him.

Oh, right... basement...

Uh... have you decided what you're going to do with the real one?...

Well, before I do anything I need to find a way to remove that crystal without triggering a catastrophic magical explosion. Why do you think I haven't removed the drills?

The two wraiths take an abrupt step away from the eggs.

So... uh... do you know how you'll do that?...

Well, I've been testing that sample I took for magical readings, physical properties, etc. So, until I know just what that crystal does, I can't do anything to it. So don't remove the drills.

Oh, you can trust us on that... >.>...<.<...

What are you going to do with it after you remove the crystal?

You two ask an awful lot of questions for mooks.

We're bored!

I'm going to freeze the embryo with cryonics and sell it to the highest bidder.

...

Uh... For Science! (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForScience)

You liar. There isn't any science involved in this.

Yes there is! What do you think all that wacky stuff I hooked the egg up to is for? You know, besides Science? (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ForScience)

Meh...

Phil and Morris disappear. Fezwinkle shrugs and gets back to work.


~-~

And you know, Mee, if you really want to get the plot moving, you and FF could RP the discovery of the egg's missing-ness at the Seacave... unless you've already done that on PM...

[Mee]

We're going to. In fact, we're planning on moving the plot along just as soon as all three of us are online at the same time.
Probably today. What we've been doing is talking about it, figuring out what we're going to do. Today, that is done. And we can begin.

And we didn't do it via PM. We would do it in the seacave.

[FireFox]

I do not really appreciate you using information I gave you out of character and having your character know it through "research" that is frankly impossible and mildly godmodding. What is that called... Oh yeah, using OoC Knowledge... And identical in every single way? That also is godmodding, the rune on the one egg would be impossible to reproduce unless you cast the specific aging curse/ritual on it.

[Beholder1995]

I do not really appreciate you using information I gave you out of character and having your character know it through "research" that is frankly impossible and mildly godmodding. What is that called... Oh yeah, using OoC Knowledge... And identical in every single way? That also is godmodding, the rune on the one egg would be impossible to reproduce unless you cast the specific aging curse/ritual on it.

*ahem*


If he has one of those and the means to make a duplicate egg, then yeah, he could do that...

:smalltongue::smallconfused:

[Mee]

If he has the means, I think the rune copying is okay.
Never mind. I seem to have missed the first part of FF's post. :smalltongue: Sorry.
But . . . how, through research, did he find that gods are watching it? Also, you were told OoC about the fiery inferno, right? How would they know about it, IC?

Also, not un-deadtiming. Since I have like . . . 2 minutes. But I will later.
If you respond quickly, I could make another post here. Just. Pointing it out.

[Beholder1995]

If he's been watching Aurea and K enough to find out where they live, I don't see why its such a stretch for him to figure out that Civvy is their god, and, by extention, Boudica. As for them watching the egg... I dunno. Educated guess on his part.

Also, I imagine there are ways of telling that charms cast on the egg are deifically cast.

As for the inferno... I don't have the draconimicon, so I don't know how this applies to other kinds of eggs, but Fezwinkle's dealt with dragon eggs before. He has a collection, remember?

Unless, of course, the exploding crystal was a feature installed by Boudica and not naturally occuring in a dragon egg.

[Mee]

Well, first off, Civvy is not their god. And . . . how do you get Boudica from that? It makes no sense. Oh, also, as far as I know, their cave is scry-proof.

. . . as far as I know, other then the rune, the egg is just a regular egg. But talk to FF. Yeah, but every type of egg is different.

Well, then please say so. Instead of you assuming, and then us yelling at you. Please.

No idea, yet again, talk to FF. He's the one with the draconimicon, not me.

[Beholder1995]

Okay, granted, that was a bit of a stretch. *goes to edit it out*

And yeah, I should've asked first. But I was anxious. :smallsigh:

[Mee]

Yeah, you were a bit. Be patient. We have everything all ready, and, as soon as FF and well . . . us three are online at the same time, the plot will begin/keep going.
And no, we haven't played Aurea and K much, we've been busy with other characters/real life. Or they would have found the egg gone by now. I'm pretty sure.

[Beholder1995]

I just assumed Fezwinkle'd know about the crystal because he's dealt with other dragon eggs before and FF made it seem like he (FF) was getting this out of the draconimicon... so I also assumed it applied to ALL eggs.

Oky-doke.

*waits patiently*

[Mee]

Well, the keeping the egg in flame, and a certain temperature, is. (I think)
But the crystal is his. I think, again. Again: Talk to him.
And now, I must run again.
I'll be back later. Hopefully in a few hours.

And no, if you think, . . . white dragons, those conditions would kill it. Instead of incubating it.

EDIT: Actually, maybe not today. Turns out, we get to go shopping. Fun.
I'll try to stay here, but if I can't, it'll probably be tomorrow before the plot continues. Sorry.

[Beholder1995]

Well... the sample he took from the crystal would (I think) allow him to determine that it would explode violently if breached...

And it's not like he doesn't have detect magic spells at his disposal... again, he has


the means

And if not, then I guess it explodes and they all die. *shrug*

[FireFox]

*ahem*



:smalltongue::smallconfused:

If he has the means to somehow replicate the exact magic curse the egg inherited from Aurea, then he might be able to make the egg look exactly like that. But what I take offense at is your claim taht noone will be able to tell the difference. In that last post you quoted, I meant that "yeah, you can meka the eggs similiar, but there's no reason why my characters won't know the difference.

[Mee]

NOO!!! Beholder deadtimed again.
Well, I'm here for a while. We'll do the plot if/when he gets back.

[Beholder1995]

If he has the means to somehow replicate the exact magic curse the egg inherited from Aurea, then he might be able to make the egg look exactly like that. But what I take offense at is your claim taht noone will be able to tell the difference. In that last post you quoted, I meant that "yeah, you can meka the eggs similiar, but there's no reason why my characters won't know the difference.

Then there's no point in my even duplicating the eggs. The whole point was to just make the plot more interesting.

Will you accept my duplicating the eggs' charms (or at least, the aura it gives off) etc. as not-godmodding?...

[Mee]

Yay! So, everyone here? Should I begin?

[Beholder1995]

Da filler...

GET ON WITH IT!

[FireFox]

Then there's no point in my even duplicating the eggs. The whole point was to just make the plot more interesting.

Will you accept my duplicating the eggs' charms (or at least, the aura it gives off) etc. as not-godmodding?...

And I'm saying: IC RPing > doing things just to make plots more interesting. Boudica would know. She would tell the people sent on a retrieval mission this, if she does send anybody.

I don't know how he would go about duplicating a one-of-a-kind ritual involving my God of Law and Science...


But yeah Mee, go ahead.

[Beholder1995]

Meh... fine.

Only one egg, but still with drills, metal suction cups, and iron rune-covered ring about it.

Also, you never actually really replied to my PM... :smallconfused:

[Mee]

Okay then, FF.
So, please, can this be dropped?


A tiny crack appears on the eggy.

[Beholder1995]

Does it make a noise?

If so, the wraiths frantically dive for cover, and Fezwinkle whirls around, eyes wide.

[Mee]

Probably a cracking.
In fact, said cracking continues.
Spreading many more cracks over the surface of the egg.

[Beholder1995]

Phil peeks out over a prop piece of equipment.

Is... is it hatching?? :smalleek:

Fezwinkle says nothing. He just stands back and looks at the egg shrewdly.

[Mee]

The egg is covered in cracks. And I now need to talk to FF.

[Beholder1995]

Would removing the drills cause it to erupt into an inferno?

Fezwinkle, without taking eyes off the egg, slowly backs towards a large wooden crate and fumbles around behind him for something.

[Mee]

Ayup.

Also, please hold on the plot, until I can talk to FF. Please. I don't want you to keep doing things, attempting to stop me, as I just sit there, waiting for him.

[FireFox]

Once the egg starts hatching, the crystal shuts off all of it's magical functions and dissolves.

[Mee]

Then the egg hatches. Sending small bits of golden shell everywhere.
Next move is yours, Beholder.

[Beholder1995]

Fezwinkle pulls out a glass-looking canister about the size of an oil drum and slowly rolls it towards the hatched egg, eyes wide.

Phil. Morris. Get the drills out of the way.

They're 'noses' are poking over a desk.

Fat chance! You do it!

He shoots them a glare then cautiously looks at the hatched egg.

[Mee]

The egg is gone. And there should be a baby dragon, right?
Nope. Nothing there.

[Beholder1995]

The rune-covered iron band would've prevented teleportation... unless, you know... it was a god doing it... :smallsigh::smallconfused:

Fezwinkle looks shifty.

We are not coming out.

[Mee]

No, no teleportation.
Plus, the band was on the crystal.
When the crystal went, nothing was on the egg. Definitely not the baby dragon.

Which, by the way, is no where to be found.

[Beholder1995]

Okay, then.

Plot over. :smallsigh:


~-~

Fezwinkle swears under his breath.

[Mee]

No it's not.
Look around! As far as I know, everyone is cowering, looking at where the egg was.
Look. Around! :smalltongue:

[Beholder1995]

Fezwinkle looks around, as do the wraths. Kornelius slowly, Phil and Morris darting, like they expect to get attacked from any direction.

[Mee]

There's a baby gold dragon in one corner, cleaning excess membrane off.
Or, whatever. Slime. Getting that off. Preening.

[Beholder1995]

Fezwinkle slowly approaches it, glass drum in front of him, with the lid open.

Phil and Morris watch.

[Mee]

It watches him, idly licking a wing.

[Beholder1995]

He slowly gets a little closer to it.

[Mee]

It finishes with one wing, and starts on the other.

[Beholder1995]

He quickly tries to scoop it up, close the lid, and latch it.


~-~

And wyrmling gold dragons can not teleport. :smallannoyed:

Uh... I think...

[Mee]

They can't teleport.
However, it very, very quickly, (much faster then it should be able to, I want to add) hops out of the way.
And runs down the hall. Away.

[Beholder1995]

Door's closed. It won't be able to get out of The Lab...

Phooey...

He puts the barrel away, and heads over to a mini-refrigerator on top of a steel workbench.

[Mee]

Then he goes out the window.
EDIT: That Civvy just opened. Unless stopped, somehow.

[Beholder1995]

Window's closed.

Fezwinkle casually pulls out a juicy hunk of red meat out of the fridge and holds it at the dragon, raising his eyebrow in a do-you-want-it-or-what way.

EDIT::: Fine. The dragon gets away. But it's thunderstorming violently outside.

Oh, right, but Civvy stops the storm. :smallannoyed:

[Mee]

Civvy opened said window. The dragon goes out of it.
Again, unless stopped.

EDIT: No, she doesn't. It's a perpetual storm, remember? All she does is keep lightning from hitting him.
That is all.
I told you should wouldn't get involved much. And what did she do? She opened a window. Anyone could have done that.
She also kept lightning from hitting the baby dragon. Sure, what are the odds of it even getting hit? It's small, and moving fast.
She didn't do much of anything.

Also, you saying Civvy stopped the storm is a form of godmodding. Don't do it. Even in sarcasm.

[Beholder1995]

Fezwinkle sighs and closes the window.

Phil and Morris slowly get out from behind the bench.

EDIT::: In sarcasm? The very term implies you say something that you don't mean/isn't true. How is it godmodding??

[Mee]

The shell sits where it landed. Since it's an immobile object. :smalltongue:

Because some people can't tell sarcasm apart from normal speech. It is a type of godmodding. As far as I'm concerned.

[Beholder1995]

Phil, Morris, clean up the shell fragments. :smallsigh:

They aprehensively gets out brooms and dustpans and beging to try and do so...

Fezwinkle exits The Lab.

[Mee]

Please see beach post.
Also, a little girl appears.
"Actually, could I have the shell bits?"

[Beholder1995]

The two wraiths look at eachother, then at Civvy suspiciously.

Uh... little girl... I don't think so...

You'll... uh... have to ask... uh... Mr. Fezwinkle about that... :smallconfused:

[Mee]

"Oh, come on. He won't mind. Pleeeeease?" /little girl cute voice.
"They'd go beautifully into my collection. You know collectors, right?"
[insert winning smile]

[Beholder1995]

...

No, we'll really have to wait for him. :smallfrown:

He'll be right back. :smallfrown:

[Mee]

"Well, I hate to do this. But . . ."
She uses her powers to gather up the shells, then attempts to make them come over to her.
They could be stopped . . . somehow.

[Beholder1995]

They frantically try to grab the shells as they fly towards her.

[Mee]

They get a few, but she gets the rest.
She tries to get those few back.
Up to you if they can hang on or not.

Also, description (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EBoZJvogpx8) of Civvy. About 30 seconds, to about 2:40. :smallwink:

Well . . . since I need someone to play, Civvy disappears, leaving the few that the wraiths had in their hands.
But taking all the rest.
The two the wraiths grabbed are also pretty small. With no goo, or any type of DNA on them. Sorry.

[Beholder1995]

Phil managed to hold onto one shard of egg. They look at each other, then down at their one piece of egg.

Crap in a hat. :smallannoyed:

[Nevitan]

You guys suck at swearing. :smalltongue:

[Beholder1995]

They whirl around abruptly.

Where'd you come from?? :smalleek:

[Nevitan]

I've been here the whole timeapparently

[Beholder1995]

Uh... okay... :smallconfused:

Who are you?...

Also, Phil and Morris are wraiths.

[Nevitan]

I'm the castle assassin.

[Beholder1995]

Oh.

Oh.

They scoot away a few steps.

[Mee]

Civvy shows up again.
"Could I have those two little bits, please?"

[Beholder1995]

They reel back.

You again???

Er... uh... why? [/suspicious]

[Mee]

"Yup, me.

Because you can't use them."

[Beholder1995]

Maybe we just want to keep them.

But really, little girl... why do you want them?... don't hurt me...

[Mee]

"I want them, because it's a tradition.
Every dragon egg that hatches, the egg fragments need to be kept together.
Which is why I'm asking for the two you two still have."
[winning smile]

[Beholder1995]

...

...

Oh, those darn winning smiles...

They look like they're about to give in... when...

Fezwinkle bursts in. He looks at Civvy.

Little girl, what are you doing in here??

[Mee]

"I'm getting the remaining bits of the egg shell. That's all."

[Beholder1995]

Fezwinkle speed walks over to the three and snatches the pieces of egg out of Phil and Morris' hands. He tries to put them in his coat pocket, if nothing stops him.

Little girl, I don't know how you got in here or why, but you cannot have these egg shells. I'm sorry, but no.

[Mee]

"Why not? I have all the rest, and those two are of no use to you."
Nothing stops him.

[Beholder1995]

No matter. I'm keeping them. I... have a collection.

That's what she said...

[Mee]

"I have one as well.
And, if you're thinking of cloning it from the DNA on those, it's not going to work.
They are of no use.
And I have all the others. Just, give them to me, please?"
[winning smile]

[Beholder1995]

He grits his teeth and looks away.

No! I don't care, I'm keeping them!

Phil, Morris... show this girl to the exit.

They step between her and Fezwinkle, looking sympathetic.

[Mee]

Now she stops Fezzy.
She attempts to teleport the two bits of eggshell into her hand.
While making two small bits of gold plastic that shape and size of the two real ones.
If it works, she holds her hand so it looks as if she isn't holding anything.
Just . . . hand at her side, both hands in fists of 'rage'.

[Beholder1995]

Meh. I think this counts as interference of more than 'a little bit'. :smallannoyed:

Anywho, Phil and Morris try and shoo her towards the door of The Lab, which is open now. They look sympathetic.

Fezwinkle walks away.

Bratty little... when I was a kid...

[Mee]

You said yourself: The plot is done.
Also . . . this is what the ot brothers were like to everyone else.
(Ot = Zealot, Bigot, you get it.)

She is shooed out.
"Okay, bye."
She then leaves/disappears.

[Quinsar]

Posted at Comet I did!

[Beholder1995]

I haz done the edit...

[Mee]

I haz as well.

[Beholder1995]

You said yourself: The plot is done.
Also . . . this is what the ot brothers were like to everyone else.
(Ot = Zealot, Bigot, you get it.)

She is shooed out.
"Okay, bye."
She then leaves/disappears.

They live on in infamy?... *sniff* I'm so proud... [/missingthepoint] :smalltongue:

Phil gives her a cherry lolipop on her way out.

Careful now, it's thunderstorming out there. :smallfrown::smallsmile:

[Mee]

:smalltongue: Meh.

"Thanks. I will. Bye!"
She disappears. While opening the lollypop.

[Beholder1995]

Phil shuts the door.

Fezwinkle rather annoyedly does mad scientist... stuff.

I dunno. He fiddles with the van de graff generator in the background. :smalltongue:

[Mee]

Van De Graff? Whaaa?
Well, I'll stop posting. Since I have no characters here.

[Beholder1995]

Van de Graaff generator. (http://www.mos.org/sln/toe/gifsjpgstoe/famousshotinhangar.jpg) :smallconfused::smallbiggrin:

[Mee]

Ah, those. Okay. I just didn't know the proper term for them.

[Beholder1995]

Fezwinkle parks his buggy out back, in the garage, away from the rain. :smalltongue:

A series of pulleys and arms pulls the large cage with K in it to the Lab, while Fezzy takes the long way around up to the front gate.

Phil and Morris are playing go-fish on the Lab floor.

[Mee]

K is still in the cage. You hope. :amused :

[Beholder1995]

Fezwinkle enters The Lab. Phil and Morris are standing around the cage, which has found its way to a steel pedestal, looking at it, confused.

Uh... boss, what's-

Out of my way, boys. :smallannoyed::smallsigh:

They are shoved to the side as Fezwinkle goes up to the cage.

Oh, you're nice...

[Mee]

K's body sits there. Limp, and out of it. Good, the ninja text is still ninja-ey

[Beholder1995]

Why... why is The Cage here?...

Who is it this time?...

The father of the dragon that escaped. :smallsigh:

You're fitting a dragon in there??? :smalleek:

What-?... no, it's an elf!

Bu...

They are both taken aback by sudden strange images. :smalltongue:

[Mee]

:smalltongue: Still you don't notice! Huzzah!

K's body is still lying there. Out of it.

[Beholder1995]

The next day, all three of them are still in the Lab, along with the Cage. All night, this conversation has been going on:

...but Morris, there's no way a reptile can mate with a mammal!

Right, so the dragon must've been in humanoid morph when it was impregnated!

But in order for it to have given birth to an egg, and not a baby elf, or something, the mating process would've had to take place while the mother was in draconic form! And elves and dragons are simply incompatible!

Maybe the pregnant humanoid simply becomes a pregnant dragon when she reverts back to draconic form...

Are you saying that the elf baby... turns into an egg in the morphing process of the mother? No, the humanoid embryo inside her womb would simply die and... I dunno, explode out the side of the dragon! It just wouldn't work! An elf baby is incompatible with a reptilian mother! And what's more, somehow an elf managed to impregnate a dragon with an egg!

Good point... maybe the male elf turned into a dragon, then they did it...

That would make the most sense... it'd be the only logical way for the dragon to become pregnant with another dragon...

Right, as opposed to another humanoid or a half-breed...

Right, because if the mother was a human when they did it, there is just no way it could cause the dragon form of the Dragon to become pregnant with an egg...

Maybe it was elf-on-dragon, and they just did it a whole lot...

:smalltongue:

[Mee]

. . . :smalltongue:?

Anyway, K is here.
And did you see my beach edit?

[Beholder1995]

It still doesn't explain how Aurea managed to become impregnated with a gold dragon via an elf. :smalltongue:


~-~

And yes, I did. Would that be the real K, or a time clone?

[Mee]

Well, for that, you'd have to read the thread. Awww, but that would hurt your poor eyes. :smalltongue:
Anyway, it was K in dragonform.

Real K is now at home. You have a wonderfully made duplicate.
But you have no way of knowing it, IC.
So, carry on.
(And, since this is a clone, go ahead and golemize him.)

[Beholder1995]

Ah, thanks for clearing that up for me. It was really starting to freak me out how the heck they managed the baby dragon. :smalltongue:


~-~

There's a contraption made of three upside-down saucers suspended above the cage. They begin to emit a powerful sleep spell to keep the K clone incapacitated.

[Mee]

Don't see why. I mean, a full gold dragon, must mean that she was normal, and K changed. Scientific reasoning, you're doing it wrong. :smalltongue: /joke

It stays asleep. Not that it could wake up.

[Beholder1995]

Five of the cage's sides open up. The K clone should now be on what looks like an operating table.

Fezwinkle pulls on a fresh pair of gloves and shiny mad-scientist goggles.

[Mee]

It is. It . . . lies there.

[Beholder1995]

Fezwinkle, rubbing his hands together, hooks up a helmet to the K's head.

Phil and Morris are cowering behind a desk. Thunder booms and lightning flashes outside.

[Mee]

No, he tries to.
K rolls off the table in his sleep. :smalltongue:

[Beholder1995]

I'm sick of this plot. The castle tries to explode. (:smalltongue:)

[Mee]

It's your castle. But, before you do, could you just . . . cut K open? I'd hate to waste planning how the clone was made. :smallfrown: (:smalltongue:)

[Beholder1995]

Naw, I was joking. Kinda. I am getting tired of you constantly 'outsmarting' me. :smalltongue::smallsigh:


~-~

Fezwinkle... tries to cut him open, then. With a sharp surgical knife. Right down the chest.

[Mee]

Then don't force me into plots. Or it shall happen again. :smalltongue:

Inside . . . is dirt. Yeah, he's full of dirt. The skin is just shaped plants, growing in said dirt. :smalltongue:
Happened when he heard the mini-gun firing up. He jumped up, did that, then stayed up, as they took it away. :smalltongue::smallbiggrin:

Besides, now that that's over, you don't need me to annoy you any more.
You can keep this thread, it's a good thread. Just . . . don't kidnap K. :smalltongue:

[Beholder1995]

You practically asked me to kidnap K! I was perfectly willing to let it all go! Then you kept nudging me towards the beach!

Er... oh, well, then.


~-~

Fezzy does a classic NOOOOOO! and leaves The Lab. Phil and Morris poke the dirt.

[Mee]

Well, I said you could. Since he was standing there on the beach. Sorry. I won't do it again.

It's dirt. Nothing more.

[Beholder1995]

They stare at it for a couple seconds.

Then begin to make dirtcastles.

...

Eeew... :smallconfused::smallyuk::smalltongue:

[Mee]

What is there to eeew over? It's dirt. *shrug*
In fact, the plants now turn into normal plants.
It's a mound of dirt. Nothing more.

[Beholder1995]

I was referring to the fact it was in the midst of a sliced-open elf.

Oh, well. Nevermind, then. :smalltongue:

[Mee]

No, it's not.
And I'll stop posting here, since I have no one here IC to post with.
*leaves*