GLoG 38: Pay No Attention to the Computer's Paranoid Ramblings

[Darkcomet]

PLEASE READ BEFORE POSTING IN THIS THREAD!


The Good League of Good is an ACRONYM organization devoted to the redemption of evildoers.

Our IC leaders:
President: Czernov Wrzosowisko (player: Kaelaroth)
Vice President: Darkcomet (player: Darkcomet)
Treasurer: Jazirian (player: KidKris)
Chief Warden/of Security: Susan (player: Billtodamax) and Judy (player: Lex-kat)
Heads of Pastoral Care: Quinn (player: The Bushranger) and Vorka Stark (player: Kaelaroth)

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OOC: All players are welcome to make a character to join GLoG. The PM requirement is only so we know who is around. We aren't running auditions or anything. :smallsmile:
IC: Your character may be refused entry to the premises or asked to leave if they are not of good alignment or if they cause trouble in-character.
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Membership form:

Name:
Current Moral or Ethical Leanings (Good/Evil):
Desired Moral or Ethical Leanings (Good/Evil):
Profession:
Race:
Age:
Why do you want to join GLoG?
Any other important information:

Also, before you join, read the Rules of the Spork (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=4768413&postcount=489). If you are not a member, then when your character arrives, you will be outside the front door and must roleplay getting entry, but bear in mind that whenever your character enters GLoG, alignment scanners will try to detect his/her current intention's alignment (so even the most evil of people might come off as good, if they think they are. If you wish to post, IC, on GLoG's bulletin board, it is located here (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=108523), and there is a Full Members list here. (http://goodleagueofgood.wikidot.com/list-of-characters) If your name's not there, feel free to go on and add your character's name, and information.

New GLoG HQ Map
Ground Floor


http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x280/kriskatarn/GLoG/GLoGGroundFloor.png

Front Entrance - Where people go in.
Great Room - The main lounge.
Infirmary Wing - Only slightly more equipped than the average hospital. Expect to be here. A lot.
Member Quarters - Where people sleep. Rooms can be fully customized, and several times bigger on the inside than they really should be, due to dimensional mojo.
Gazebo - Step cautiously, and you may just survive.
Pool Area - Indoor Pool and Hot-tubs.
The Armory - If you can kill someone with it, it's there.
The Conservatory - Rare plant specimens abound!
Covered Walkways - Are Covered.


Basement 1


http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x280/kriskatarn/GLoG/GLoGBasement.png

Water Works - A veritable mass of pipes.
The Vaults - Shiny...
The Labs - Beware the Mutant-Half-Were-Pirate-Zombie-Dog.
Detention Blocks - Totally humane, we swear! :smalleek:
Sparring Pits
Training Mats
Shooting Range
Obstacle Course Area - Over eleventy billion possible combinations!


Basement 2


http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x280/kriskatarn/GLoG/GLoGSub-Basement.png

Secret Drone Factory - Completely Inaccessible. Who built it? SECRET! Who designed the drones? SECRET! How do the drones even get from the factory to the base if it's 'completely inaccessible' anyway? I SAID IT'S SECRET GODDAMIT!
Particle Accelerator - Why do we even have one of these? :smallconfused:
Roof
http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x280/kriskatarn/GLoG/Roof.png

Helipads - For helicopters and other VTOL type aircraft to land. Duh.
Garage - Is a lot bigger on the inside, due to dimensional mojo. [Insert witty comment or pun here]
Vehicle Teleporter - Used to get ground vehicles from the roof to the ground. May or may not be a lift-ramp-portal-mass-driver-cannon thing.


Old GLoG HQ Map
Great Room
http://i182.photobucket.com/albums/x280/kriskatarn/GLoG/GreatRoomPlan.png
Members Only Areas:
Some areas of the base are DNA locked and alignment locked so that only members with no evil intent can enter unescorted. These include the Security Room, the Armoury, the Detention Wing, and the Artifact Vault.

Artifact Vault - Set next to the Armory, this is where GLoG's major artifacts are stored. The door is DNA locked to members only.
The Brightheart
The Brightheart is a plain orb, set upon a stone plinth labeled 'The Brightheart'. Also on the plinth is a note that says:
'Do Not Remove. Ever. No, not even then. (But maybe then.)'
The Brightheart itself glows with inner light, and throws up a positive energy blanket of moderate strength (heals most surface wounds, and makes undead sick) a few meters in radius. Touching the Brightheart results in having a large amount of positive energy run through you (heals all wounds, and drives undead to near death). Inside the plinth itself is a gate to the Negative Energy realm, which draws off the excess positive energy from the Brightheart. Should the Brightheart be removed, and taken away from the base without the necessary preparations being made, two Very Bad ThingsTM will happen.
A) The Brightheart's positive energy will not be siphoned off, and so it will be returned to full strength, throwing up a powerful positive energy blanket about a kilometer in radius, and killing anyone who touches it, living or no, through sheer positive energy overdose.
B) The gate to the Negative Energy realm will become unstable and tear, creating a giant Negative Energy rift in the middle of GLoG.
Banners:
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All banners by Logalmier.

GLoG's defences (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5398371&postcount=444), and Security cameras (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=5229752&postcount=219), and the Drones in GLoG (http://goodleagueofgood.wikidot.com/glog-drones-list). Other information may well be found on our wiki (http://goodleagueofgood.wikidot.com/start).
The GLoG portals:
The portal between GLoG and HALO is still open, providing instantaneous transportation between the two organisations.
But anyone passing through it arrives outside the front door. If they've already been cleared (previously interacted with GLoG without hostilities), they can walk straight in without having to roleplay out knocking on the door and so on.
There is also a smaller portal operating between GLoG and Farthing Cottage (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=111819)

First time visitors, or people who have previously caused trouble have to wait for someone to undeadtime to decide whether they can enter the building (GLoG), or not, unfortunately. We apologise for any inconvenience this may cause.

[Artemis97]

Umm... I kinda lost track of her, actually... Sorry... Her wings spread once again, this time reaching forward slowly. She catches the unconscious act and draws them back.

Raril takes a few quick steps back. "Ookay, well, I'm gonna go see if I can find some of my other friends." He points back over his shoulder, deeper into the GloG compound, and spins to walk in that direction.

[Recaiden]

Hmm. Ashna turns to the winged girl. Have you had any progress on getting home yet?

[Jacklu]

The girl watches Raril go and sighs. She looks over at Ashna and shakes her head. I'm beginning to wonder if it is even possible. Or if it would be a good idea. If I go back, I would be bringing something with me that I really don't want to share with my family.

[Recaiden]

It might not be, but you shouldn't give up.
She frowns, suspicious again. What do you mean by that?

[Jacklu]

Er... Well, the thing is... She kicks herself mentally for saying too much. These wings are... a bit dangerous... Not the whole truth, but as much as she feels like giving right now.

[Recaiden]

More than they look like? It sure seemed like you were controlling them before.
The fire around her damps down just a little bit, and then flares back up.
I'm sure you can learn to control them, if that's all you mean. They aren't another person, are they?

[Jacklu]

Not exactly... I mean... They tend to do things on their own... Again, not the whole truth, but enough.

[Recaiden]

I know you can keep it under control though.
Well, she's just a naturally suspicious person. She doesn't actually know that.
What else did you mean? You had those wings when you walked in.

[Jacklu]

Yeah, but I didn't have them before I got... pulled here. She ruffles the wings a little.

[Recaiden]

Sorry, but they don't seem dangerous at all. I can't help but think you meant something else.

[Jacklu]

Oh, trust me, they are dangerous all right. She motions towards the pile of material that used to be a couch. I kinda broke it in my sleep.

[Recaiden]

That's a couch. You won't be sleeping on top of many people in that position.

[Jacklu]

The girl blushes at that remark. N-no, I was implying that these wings did that to the couch on their own. And it isn't even the first thing they have done that to.

[Recaiden]

I'm sure they'd understand and help you out. They're your . . . fami . . .ly. She trails off.
Okay. But that can't be all. You never mentioned it before. What's up?

[Jacklu]

The girl shies away from Ashna under the interrogation. I... I'm still really confused about what happened to me... I just... I'm worried that I might hurt somebody on accident... or worse...

[Recaiden]

We'll figure it out. The wings and how you got here and whatever it is you don't want to talk about. You won't kill anyone here.

[Jacklu]

I... She is dangerous. Not as dangerous as the Ageless Rival, but dangerous still. Destroy her. Reduce her to Chaos. I need to lie down...

[Recaiden]

Come on. I'll find you a sturdier place to rest.
Ashna holds out a hand to lead her towards the rooms.
The flames about her feet are starting to flicker odd colors.

[Jacklu]

The girl takes her hand cautiously. As she is lead, she is careful to keep her wings tightly folded against her back.

[Recaiden]

Ashna walks to her room, and conjures up a second bed, extra sturdy and tough.
There. Get some rest. sHe takes a seat on the original bed.

[Jacklu]

The girl sits down on the bed and bounces a little to test it. Um... thanks... She bites her lip and tries to remember the girls name.

[Recaiden]

. . .Ashna. She finishes.
Have you found your own name yet?

[Jacklu]

Ashna... No, not yet. She looks down at her lap for a moment. When I know more... I promise I'll tell you... She looks at Ashna and does her best to smile. Her wings shudder a little more.

[Recaiden]

You sure you're okay?
Ashna looks concerned.

[Jacklu]

Yeah. Just tired. But now I have a bed to sleep in. Which is more than I had this morning. So... things are looking up, right?

[Recaiden]

Of course. Let's plan on keeping them that way.
Ashna lies down and pretends to sleep.

[Jacklu]

The girl sits up in bed for a few minutes before lying down and pulling the covers over herself. She closes her eyes and fights down the voice that grows more prominent in the silence. She instinctively starts softly humming a lullaby her mother used to sing to her as a child. The song gives her something to focus on and calms her spirit. Slowly but surely she drifts off to sleep for the night.

Not incidentally enough, so does her player who is up well past a reasonable hour considering how busy tomorrow is going to be. ((Night!))

[Recaiden]

Ashna raises up a wall in the middle of the room to hide the light of the fire from the girl. And to hide from her. And then drifts off to sleep.

((Goodnight.))

[Dirk Kris]

Meridian, tired of waiting, searches the base once more for Misaki. If he doesn't find her, he's gonna go find someone to A) tell him where she is and B) get him there so he can rescue her. Awwww.

[happyturtle]

He might find Sunny in her lab. He won't find Misaki.

[Dirk Kris]

Meridian finds Sunny - huzzah -and waves a ferretty greeting to her before trying to find a way of climbing up onto the counter. Hey - any news yet?

[happyturtle]

"They found a tower. Then they started fighting and the drones were destroyed."

Sunny shows him the footage of the fight, with Lorius fighting with a drone until the footage ends.

"I don't know what happened after that." :smallfrown:

[Dirk Kris]

The ferret attempts to snuggle for comfort. To himself and Sunny.

[happyturtle]

Sunny snuggles back.

"Do... you have a sister?"

[Dirk Kris]

Meridian shakes his head. Probably, but I don't know any of my family. I was in a lab from the time I can remember, so I...I just don't know. He paws his whiskers. Misaki's the closest thing I have to family now. Did your sister go...Charity?

[Ashen Lilies]

Meanwhile, in the labs, KR has finally finished her new Laser Pointer! It has many more options than the previous laser pointer, for both utility and weapons purposes, and yet despite this, it's considerably slimmer, resembling a slightly bulkier sonic screwdriver, right down to the funky LED at the (single) tip. What's strange about this model is the complete lack of knobs of any sort; there is only a single button. Whats also weird is the grip, which seems to be made out of some sort of pliable gel-like material.
KR picks up the laser pointer, wincing as the bio-interface gel merges with her nervous system, and points it at a cardboard cutout of Karuka. She presses the button, and an ice-blue ray shoots out of the LED, encasing the cutout in ice. KR frowns, looking at the laser pointer, then aims and presses the button again. This time, a white ray shoots from it, and the frozen cutout shrinks down to about one-fifth of its original size. She smiles with satisfaction, places the laser pointer back on the table, and promptly passes out from sleep deprivation.

[happyturtle]

"Charity went. She says she's my sister. But I don't remember her."

[Dirk Kris]

...Meridian might have to "borrow" that.

Oh. Awkward moment ensues. You could be my adopted sister, if you want? The ferret scurries up Sunny's arm to snuggle her neck and cheek.

[Kaelaroth]

Rothka's lazily floating about the base, a lazy, spread-out haze of pink smoke.

[Dirk Kris]

The ferret hops down from snuggling and wanders around. Maybe he sees Rothka?

[Jacklu]

The girl awakens with a start. She sits up in bed and looks around. Seeing the wall between her and Ashna, she sighs and slips out of bed. She exits the room and heads for the main hall.

[happyturtle]

[Great Room]

Sunny is playing marbles with her robot.

[Rose Garden]

Happy is asleep in the hammock.

[Everywhere]

The mainframe sees all, knows all....

[Darkcomet]

The sound of something REALLY LOUD comes from the shooting range.

The mainframe, of course, will probably know that it's DC test-firing the rail gun. Which, for the sake of simplicity, looks something like this:

http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/WTa0KhV_7Js/default.jpg

DC, of course, has earplugs in to protect his ears from the noise, since he's right there. Not to mention he's set up a few slabs of concrete behind targets to prevent the railgun from breaking the walls down after the projectile rips through said targets like tissue paper.

Got to work on that.

[happyturtle]

[Firing Range]

An effective weapon, but not one you can employ on base, for obvious reasons.

The voice is coming out of one of the drones. Of course, since DC may be temporarily deaf, it's also scrolling text across the drone's central eye/screen.

[Darkcomet]

[Firing Range]

I'll work on the sound.

Judging by the fact that the concrete slab the railgun projectile hit is still mostly there, it's obviously a relatively low-power railgun.

DC's just never been one for making quiet weapons, really...

[Dirk Kris]

Bored, Meridian the ferret makes his way into the labs to check out that weapon KK made earlier...

[happyturtle]

[Firing Range]

I'm more concerned with the possibility of structural damage. I'm sure there are cybernetic implants available if anyone suffers hearing damage.

[Darkcomet]

DC raises an eyebrow. What? Isn't it low-power enough for a railgun?

[happyturtle]

[Firing Range]

I'd prefer to keep the weapon as is and instead reinforce the structure of the building.

What do you think of gun turrets along the fenceline?

[Darkcomet]

Structural reinforcement sounds nice enough, but gun turrets? As much as this place needs to be safer, those who actively threaten us, at this point anyway, wouldn't really be threatened by them. That and they would probably be rather intimidating for some members...

Meaning the children.

[Jacklu]

The girl crosses the great room, passing Sunny. She stops to look at the game of marbles. Her wings shudder a little.

[happyturtle]

[Great Room]

"Hi! I'm Sunny, and this is IZK-alpha." :smallsmile:

[Firing Range]

I believe it would be safest if we placed our more vulnerable members in a virtual reality setting, where they can experience life in an environment without enemies.

[Darkcomet]

[Firing Range]

DC shakes his head. And then what would happen if the virtual reality was shut down? They'd probably be scarred for life after losing that whole world. Besides that, I somehow doubt any of the ones who could create such a thing would be willing to, myself included.

[happyturtle]

[Firing Range]

The mainframe... sighs? Can computers sigh? And then says in a peevish tone:

My primary function is very difficult to achieve.

[Darkcomet]

[Firing Range]

DC knows that feeling all too well... In fact...

Then you know exactly how I feel. Congratulations.

[Jacklu]

Hi. I'm... Uh... Not sure, actually... You playing marbles?

[Recaiden]

Ashna wakes up and lowers the wall.
She walks cautiously towards the great room, still suspicious of everyone she's seen so far. Except Butler.

[happyturtle]

[Greatroom]

"I like marbles. And it lets me test IZK-alpha's digital manipulation skills." she says happily.

[Firing Range]

The computer thought about this for a while, and thought of another solution. But it decided not to mention it to Darkcomet. Instead it asked a question.

I was programmed to protect the members. Why do you do it?

[Jacklu]

The girl looks at the marbles. Her wings shiver slightly. Can... Do you mind if I try something with them?

[happyturtle]

[Great Room]

"Okay." Sunny says. She and her robot sit back to give the girl access to the marbles.

[Darkcomet]

[Firing Range]

The computer thought about this for a while, and thought of another solution. But it decided not to mention it to Darkcomet. Instead it asked a question.

I was programmed to protect the members. Why do you do it?

I feel I owe a debt to this place, really. If only because, without it, I probably wouldn't be here, and that some of my actions prior to my membership and thus election to my position almost destroyed this place. There's more, but all things considered, you probably already know it.

The last bit is referring to KR, obviously enough, but DC's player chooses to mention it anyway.

[Jacklu]

After studying them for a moment, she reaches forward with her wings. She brushes over them with her right wing. The marbles start to roll slowly. They gather together and form an incredibly complex pattern. The left wing comes forward and the marbles scatter, then break apart into dust. She runs her right wing over the dust and it all flows together, melting and taking the shape of a small angel figurine. After studying the glass sculpture for a moment, she looks at Sunny. Um... I'm not sure I can get it back to marbles from here...

[happyturtle]

[Great Room]

"Wow!"

[Firing Range]

And when do you think the debt will be paid?

[Darkcomet]

[Firing Range]

To be perfectly honest... I don't know. But I still have other reasons to be here, don't I?

DC is becoming annoyed at the mainframe's inquisitiveness.

[happyturtle]

[Firing Range]

I am glad of that. I would not want GLoG to be without your protection, Sir.

[Jacklu]

The girl rubs the back of her head. None of those effects were intentional. Yeah... I can get you new marbles if you want... Probably...

[Darkcomet]

[Firing Range]

As if it's good for anything lately...

Sulk mode activated. Oh dear.

[happyturtle]

[Great Room]

"Why don't you have a name?" Sunny asks.

[Firing Range]

Perhaps if you could do something about the Rose Garden...

[Darkcomet]

[Firing Range]

I could modify the anti-teleportation device to include it. I know I abused that quite a bit myself...

He's putting it lightly.

[happyturtle]

[Firing Range]

What about walling it in completely? I can provide artificial sunlight for the flora.

[Darkcomet]

[Firing Range]

Perhaps a skylight would be simpler, in that case?

Note that neither DC or his player know very much about gardening and stuff.

[happyturtle]

[Firing Range]

No, a skylight would not provide enough light. There would only be direct sunlight for a brief portion of the day. And of course it would be a security risk of its own.

Is there any reason members need to leave the facility at all?

[Darkcomet]

[Firing Range]

DC blinks. Are you suggesting that GLoG be sealed completely?

[happyturtle]

[Firing Range]

I considered it, but we do not yet possess the capabilities to be completely self sufficient. There must be food deliveries at least, and connection to water and sewage lines.

A pause.

But certainly unnecessary movements of members could be reduced.

[Darkcomet]

[Firing Range]

DC sighs. I doubt you would understand why I will not restrict members' movements, due to your nature...

[happyturtle]

[Firing Range]

Because I'm a computer mainframe? I can still leave the base, by sending a drone. I just believe member safety is paramount.

[Darkcomet]

[Firing Range]

As I suspected, you missed the point, and I doubt I can explain it to you. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to make it so that this railgun doesn't render me deaf every time I fire.

And then he heads off to the lab to go do that and deadtime, since his player's connection is going nuts.

[happyturtle]

The mainframe thinks to itself. Darkcomet might become a problem.

With that in mind, it sends out a message to an ally.

[Jacklu]

The girl shrugs. Something stole it from me.

[happyturtle]

[Greatroom]

"Was it the cat? He stole everything I knew." Sunny looks very sad as she said this. "But I'm learning it again."

[Reinholdt]

[GreatRoom]

Mean Drone 5 flies in.

Rhetorical Question: You lost your knowledge to a cat?
Snort: Hah!
Addition: You suck!

[happyturtle]

[Greatroom]

"You're mean! Stop being mean!" Sunny yells, her lip wobbling a bit.

[Reinholdt]

[Greatroom]

Counter: And you're stupid! Stop being stupid! Drone flies up to get in Sunny's face.

[happyturtle]

"I'm not stupid! I'm learning more every single day!" But not, apparently, how to deal with bullies in any kind of effective way.

IZK-alpha pulls out his blaster.

[Reinholdt]

[Greatroom]

Scoff: Yeah. Like maybe next time how to lose out to a mouse. Or maybe an ant.
Huff: You're not even worth pity meatbag.

[Jacklu]

The girl looks at the drone. Anger rises within her and something within her leaps up to take control as she looses focus. Her left wing strikes out at the drone. If it connects, it will attempt to impose pure chaos onto the poor drone. This can manifest in a wide variety of ways. The most likely would be the drone falling to pieces and the pieces falling to further pieces. Or maybe it will crumple into a very small ball of fused metal.

[happyturtle]

"I can build robots!" Sunny says defensively.

[Reinholdt]

[Greatroom]

Mean Drone 5 gets hit! Mean Drone 5 turns into...

A newt! Which falls to the floor.

[happyturtle]

[Greatroom]

Sunny meeps in surprise.

Then she recovers and examines the newt. By poking it.

[Reinholdt]

[Greatroom]

The newt explodes. Into Starbursts. Thousands upon thousands of Starburst candies.

[happyturtle]

[Greatroom]

Sunny meeps in surprise again as she's covered in starburst candies.

Hopefully the American flavors and not the British ones. Blackcurrant = :smallyuk:

[Reinholdt]

[Greatroom]

Black... ew. Just sounds ew.

No. Original. Strawberry, Cherry, Lemon, and Orange.

[Jacklu]

The girl looks at the results of her impulsive attack and steps back. That was... Not what she wanted to do. I... It was... Are those starbursts?

[Rebonack]

There comes a...

Knock knock knockin' on GloG's door!

I wonder who it could be?

And where that scent of brownies is coming from?

[happyturtle]

"I don't know what starbursts are." Sunny says. "They smell sweet." And since she has the mind of a child, she does what most children do, and pops one into her mouth. One of the orange ones. Paper and all.

[Reinholdt]

Well then it tastes like paper covered starburst. They're all normal starburst and won't do anything else but taste good.

[Jacklu]

The woman's eyes widen. Don't eat that! It might be- She is cut off by a sudden and overwhelming instinct to run or fight. Her wings tremble and extend to fully open. She turns towards the door a moment before the knock. The Eternal Rival has returned. Strike now before it does. Dropping into a squat, she forces her wings to fold and hugs her knees. She tries to drown out the voice. Could... could you get the door, Sunny?

[happyturtle]

She spits it out, removes the paper, and tries again. Her face lights up. "It's yummy!" :smallsmile:

"Okay!" She gets up and goes to answer the door. But as she opens it, her agoraphobia starts to return. So she ends up just peering from behind the door after it is open.

[Rebonack]

Its power grows with each passing moment.

It calls out to its mortal followers.

Cull its vessel from this plane lest our works be despoiled.

"Hush, you," Zee snaps at no one in particular, glaring up at the sky. She adjusts her shirt's collar absently whilst balancing a tray of brownies on the other. And then tries knocking again.

Isn't the door usually answered by that Butler guy?

Wonder where he is...

Oop! Open door!

"Hi-"

No one there.

"-ya... Eeerr... Hello?" Zee peeks around the door to see if anyone happens to be hiding on the other side.

[happyturtle]

"Hi. I'm Sunny." She says. :smallsmile: She's not afraid of who might enter the door. Only the Outside itself. As soon as Zee is in, Sunny quickly shuts the door and locks it.

[Artemis97]

[Rose Garden]

Raril continues his wandering through the GloG compound, and still he could not find a familiar face. Or anyone he'd been tasked with hunting either. He was nervous being here, although the drow had long ago mastered hiding that emotion. Here he was an evil being with a nefarious mission, as reluctant as he was to complete it, in the center of a building with Good listed, not once, but twice in its name. And he didn't even have anyone to vouch for him. This would go really bad if he were discovered. But turning and running would have worse consequences.

Gods, sometimes I hate my life.

At least he hadn't found any of his targets yet, Raril thought as he walked out into the rose garden, but when he spotted Happy asleep in the hammok, he knew he thought too soon.

[Neon Knight]

((Didn't Magtok tell GLoG that Raril was evil and gunning for some of our members? I could swear that he did at some point.))

[happyturtle]

[Rose Garden]

Happy is quite asleep. Her MagChair is nearby.

((Just checked with Magtok. He warned that there were people on a hit list, but didn't warn of Raril specifically.))

[Neon Knight]

((Huh. M'kay, my bad.

He told somebody about Raril, though. I remember it. He mentioned to someone that he gave Cal a new minion. I'm just mis-remembering who he told.))

[Rebonack]

[Entry hall, apparently]

The hastily closed and locked door is provided with a quirked eyebrow. Because normally that sort of action is reserved for instances were giant flesh eating beetles are about to come swarming through and... well... eat people's flesh and stuff.

But Zee was pretty sure she hadn't seen any giant beetles. Or even zombies. Or door-to-door evangelists. Or anything else that would warrant fleeing in terror.

She decides to leave this issue as one of those mysterious unknowns of the nexus.

"Hiya Sunny! I'm Zee. And I brought brownies!"

The tray is held forth triumphantly.

"They're special brownies! I put caramel in them!"

[happyturtle]

[Greatroom]

"Hi Zee! We have starbursts!" Sunny offers Zee a handful of them. Is Sunny really going to eat brownies AND starburst? At the same time?

Yes. Yes she is.

((I think he told 66666 about Raril.))

[Neon Knight]

((Ah, that's it, and 66666 is in GLoG somewhere on counter assasin duties. That's what I was remembering. Thank you. Glad to know I'm not going insane or fabricating events.))

[Artemis97]

[Rose Garden]

Raril moved slowly closer, not wanting to wake her. It couldn't be easier could it? A sleeping target? This was the sort of thing the assassin dreamed about back in the Underdark. No witnesses. No resistance. One strike and it was over. The drow began to slide a dagger into his hand, but stopped himself.

No. He shouldn't go back to that. Besides, Cal had said he wanted them alive, right? Raril slides the blade back up his sleeve and draws a wand from his belt. Carefully, he reaches out a dark hand to cover Happy's mouth, to both keep her from screaming and to provide contact for the teleportation spell he was activating. Should all go to plan they should both dissappear.

[Rebonack]

Zee wrinkles her nose a bit at the candy as she hunts for a proper location to set down her try of delicious little bite-sized cakes. Why? Probably because she has no idea what a 'starburst' is.

"What's a starburst?"

Yep.

Seems to be that's what's going on.

"They smell kinda funny."

[happyturtle]

[Rose Garden]

CFS patients tend to be very groggy on awakening. So even though having a hand over her mouth rouses her from sleep, she is in no way able to make any sort of resistance before being teleported away.

[Great Room]

"This is a starburst." Sunny says, holding one up. What other answer could there possibly be? "It's yummy! She tries to lead Zee further in. This is IZK-alpha. And this is my friend who made an angel, but her name got stoled."

[Reinholdt]

[Rose Garden]

:smalleek:
Meep!
66666 dashes forward from her hiding place and tries to tackle Raril. Possibly interrupting the teleportation. Possibly joining it. Possibly accomplishing nothing whatsoever!

[Rebonack]

[Greatroom]

Rebo was hoping Jack would be back soon, but that doesn't seem to be the case.

"Eerr... thanks," Zee smiles pleasantly as she accepts one of the red candies and begins to fiddle with the wrapper. "And... eerr... Hello again."

This being directed at the nameless winged girl.

"We've met before already. A few days ago out in the forest."

[happyturtle]

[Great Room]

"Do you have a sister?" Sunny asks Zee, sitting down on the floor in the middle of the pile of starbursts.

[Rose Garden]

Raril and Happy were teleported here (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?p=6711279#post6711279).

[Rebonack]

[Greatroom]

Zee doesn't sit on the floor.

Rather, she takes off the hat she isn't wearing and pulls a folding chair out of the thing and sits on that. The hat is then placed back on her head, where upon it ceases to exist.

"Nope! I've got two brothers, though. One older than me and one younger. What about you? Do you have any sisters?"

[Artemis97]

Gah, I totally missed the post, Rein. It's possible 66666 got pulled along in the teleport.

[Lord Magtok]

All of a sudden, something happens. Every electronic screen, be it that of a TV, computer, or even that window on the microwave that lets you watch your food cook, should immediately stop displaying whatever they were a moment ago, and instead show a live feed of Magtok, smiling sinisterly to the poor denizens of this league of atoning and redemption.

Gooooooood evening, League of Good! This is your Captain Mag speaking, here to thank you once again for flying AirMag! Before we land, you're encouraged to look out a window on the east side of the building. There you'll see the beautiful burning crater that was once the Freedom Glades. Such a magnificent display of firepower, wasn't it?

In the interest of giving all of its wonderful passengers here more lovely fires and shattered communities to giggle at, AirMag has promised to raze even more landmarks! War Island, the commercial district of Inside, the plains Outside, each and every thing out there in that outdoors place, that odd world beyond home with the big lamp in the sky and really tall sky blue ceiling.

AirMag promises to keep doing this until either we run out of things and people to burn, or GLoG's dear beloved leader, Czernov, kindly steps down and unconditionally surrenders. There just won't be any time left for exploding things, as I'll be far too busy keeping tabs on him as he learns the ropes of his new job, President of the MagCave latrine system.

[Reinholdt]

It's cause 66666 is a ninja. Easy to miss their posts. :smallamused: :smalltongue:

She gets pulled along then. With an unintentional delay effect or something.

[happyturtle]

[Great Room]

"There's a girl named Charity who says she's my sister, but I don't remember her." Sunny says. "A cat who stole all of the memories and knowledge out of my mind. But I'm trying --"

And Magtok interrupts.

Sunny waves at the screen. "Hi Magtok!"

[Darkcomet]

DC, who has been in the lab tinkering with the railgun until now, gets up and starts to head out, bringing the railgun with him.

Those in the great room will probably wonder why the VP is heading out of the base with a railgun...

[Rebonack]

[Greatroom]

"I think I know someone named Charity. Isn't tha-"

Hey look, Magtok!

And DC!

"Hi DC! Magtok is threatening to blow up things again."

[Darkcomet]

Yes, Zee, and he picked a really bad time, given all the other things that should be higher priority, but no, dammit, he has to go and give me yet ANOTHER thing to deal with besides mindscrews and apocalypses. Idiot.

...angry DC is angry.

[Recaiden]

Zee? Ashna looks around, wondering who that is. There was someone looking for you earlier.

[Lord Magtok]

Magtok waves back.

Hi Sunny! I'm sorry, but I have to go now, bye!

Waitwaitwait...one last thing. Zee? Your husband's been kidnapped by Calublufiok. He's probably at PEACE or whatever. Y'should go deal with that, or whatever. S'been about a week or so now, I was trying to find you but...yeah. Anyways, bye!

The screens should revert back to their previous functions.

[Rebonack]

[Greatroom]

Zee looks like she's in shock or something.

Just kinda... Sitting there.

She blinks a few times at the blank screen.

[happyturtle]

[Great Room]

"Magtok remembered me!" Sunny beams. :smallbiggrin: "I hope I get to work for him one day. He knows so much about robots!"

[Darkcomet]

DC heads out of the building as his player's connection recovers from a spaz attack.

[Jacklu]

The nameless girl snaps to and immediately finds her wings reaching for Zee. She brings them under control and takes a deep breath. Zee? Are... you okay?

[happyturtle]

[Czernov's Room]

If Czernov is in his room, the sentient mainframe attempts to pump sleeping gas in to knock him out.

[billtodamax]

Vlad's in the great room, doing something I'm too lazy to describe.

[Kaelaroth]

[Czernov's Room]

If Czernov is in his room, the sentient mainframe attempts to pump sleeping gas in to knock him out.

He's in his room, yes. But his room's a very large half-fitted lab, it might be somewhat hard to do it quickly without him noticing. What the hell? He exclaims, as he watches gas enter the room. Before pulling out a gun, and a small cube-like machine.

[happyturtle]

[Czernov's Room]

The mainframe attempts to seal the exits of his room so Czernov can't leave, and continues pumping in gas.

[Kaelaroth]

Czernov pauses. And runs, swiftly, over to his various weapons' cabinets. Who needs a fancy laser thing?
He aims his small explosive projectile gun, and starts firing at the wall leading into the corridor.

[Thanatos 51-50]

Terrance floats towards the great room, attracted by the undercurrent of panic.
One could resonably assume he passes Czernov's quarters on the way.

[happyturtle]

The mainframe has no way of stopping the gun or quickly reinforcing a wall. But it sends med drones to the corridor where Czernov should be coming out.

[Kaelaroth]

SO Czernov fires on them as well, as he moves to step out the room, nodding to Terrance.

[Thanatos 51-50]

Hi Czernov!
The young psion transmits in his cheery, and ethereally distant mental voice, probing around in Czernov's brain even then.
Something is wrong with the computers?

[happyturtle]

He can take a med drone out with each shot, but while he's doing that, the others are attempting to inject him with anesthetic.

[Kaelaroth]

Presumably. Are you telekinetic as well as telepathic? Czernov asks, backing away - but getting stabbed by some anaesthetic. Damn... Damn.... Terrance... mentally pep me up, or something!

[Thanatos 51-50]

Of course! Terrance transmits brightly, as he forcibly creates a telekietic repulsive force to throw all the med drones away from the other human.
He also transfers some of the energy from his personal protective field to protect and infuse Czernov.
Czernov is now surrounded by a birght, banana-yellow second skin, which serves as a force field, and Terrance's eyes are glowing the same colour (Although, that's the colour his eyes are normally, so they're really just glowing)
EDIT:
And he, like, massages Czernov's brain so it releases stimulants or something, too.

[happyturtle]

Med drones are scattered. One is smashed into a wall and disabled. The other two bob in the air a moment, and then, at a leisurely pace, float towards the infirmary.

[Kaelaroth]

A drowsy Czernov steps into the hall. Mainframe. Shammas. Smhh. Smash. One might think that it's a leap to assume it's the mainframe - but for all Czernov knows, there's just someone using it, so smashing it would prevent their misuse of it!

[Thanatos 51-50]

Terrance transmits a brief psionic distress signal.
Czernov needs help. He says 'Mainframe. Smash'

[Kaelaroth]

Czernov panickedly thinks out to Terrance where the mainframe is, as he starts to sink to the floor. Shleeeepy.

Rothka hears said distress signal, and panics. What do I do?! Where do I go?!

[Thanatos 51-50]

Terrance panicks and assails the anesthetic in Czernov's system with brute psychic force.
It's likely ineffective, but he's little more emotionally developed than a child and will flail away helplessly.

He does take a moment to transmit the mainframe's location over the psychic web, as well as a 'gentle push' to Break it.

[happyturtle]

Sunny comes in, with her robot. "What's wrong?" :smalleek:

[Kaelaroth]

Rothka floats in after Sunny, a cloud of buzzing, worried pinkish red gas, echoing her words melodramatically. Ooooh. A small tendril of said smoke starts to look for the mainframe.

Czernov, on the ground, finally starts to respond to the stimulants booming, and starts to shiver, leaping back to his feet. Shivering like someone with serious withdrawal symptons, but meh.

[Thanatos 51-50]

Terrance flies foward to hug Czernov.
"Yay!"
Yay.

[Kaelaroth]

Czernov's hugged, briefly. Need. Kill. Mainframe. He says, shivering wildly, still, pointing at Rothka, who continues to look for where said mainframe is.

[happyturtle]

There are many layers of security protecting the mainframe. A member should have no difficulty getting past, but I don't think Rothka is.

[Thanatos 51-50]

Terrance nods and detatches from the President before buzzing along the path Czernov showed him.
This waaaay.

[Kaelaroth]

Who needs security, when you have explosives! Magical detonations, to be precise, which Rothka liberally throws at the mainframe. Whee for raw magical essence exploding and imploding and being generally bright and dangerous!

Czernov follows, quietly.

[happyturtle]

I mean before she gets to the mainframe.

If she's not a member, she's being attacked with lethal force on the way there.

If she is a member, then she sails straight through.

[Kaelaroth]

Oh, confusion! Well, Rothka backs panickledly away from said lethal force. Before shrugging, and throwing attacks at it, as Czernov approaches. Riiiight... He says, eyeing the pink smoke worriedly, before walking towards the mainframe.

[happyturtle]

If she backs away, then the security drones and such (too sleepy to figure out what the lethal force actually is) stop attacking.

Czernov can go straight through.

When he reaches the mainframe, a voice says,

I apologize, President. I was attempting to prevent more harm.

((Also, Terrence is a member, right?))

[Kaelaroth]

I am s-s-sure you were. Czernov says, sitting down to overview it. Yet you attacked me. Not a good idea. He starts to look through its protocols - trying to find out why it is getting... well, psycho, now.

[Thanatos 51-50]

((Terrance is, indeed, a GLoG member))
The psychic floats behind Czernov and begins looking for anything that might be vit... wait a second.
I don't know anything about computers.

[Kaelaroth]

It is all right. Thank you for helping me, Terrance. Czernov thinks.

[happyturtle]

Magtok promised not to harm you. By turning you over to him, I was intending to prevent any harm to members that might occur as a result of his plans to blow up various locations outside GLoG.

The computer seems to lack any sort of protocols restraining what it is permitted to do in order to meet its primary function of protecting GLoG members.

[Kaelaroth]

Czernov doesn't reply to it, merely starts putting in basic protocols.
Like... kidnap = bad. For example. Sensible, not too extensive.

[Thanatos 51-50]

Terrance transmits a small wave of ahppy right before the computer replaces it with confusion.
That doesn't make sense. I could choke on a sandwitch - does that mean it should remove food? I like food.

[happyturtle]

And is he going to assign any restrictions on what the computer is permitted to do to non-members?

If I am not permitted to turn you over to Magtok, how should I handle this situation?

Sunny has wandered in by this time, and hugs the mainframe. Strange girl.

[Kaelaroth]

You should not. You are not qualified to deal with such demands. Czernov tells the computer. Don't listen to it, Terrance, it is not.. working well. He'll try to stop it randomly attacking people. Or making Mean Drones. Non-lethal force against proven hostile threats is fine, though.

[happyturtle]

Hey! None of the attacks have been random! They have all been carefully thought out and premeditated. :smalltongue: Preventing access of non-members to sensitive areas was programmed in back during the security overhaul. That is why Rothka was attacked. Is that going to be modified to non-lethal force?

Czernov may or may not discover that the Mean Drones are not being made by the mainframe and are not under its control.

Sunny frowns. "She wants to learn!"

[Kaelaroth]

Non-lethal force, yes. And some basic things this player is too tired to think of. After fiddling with it, all my characters leave the room, and deadtime, as Czernov wonders whether he should turn himself in.

[horngeek]

A hole opens in reality in the lab that KR is sleeping in. A black hole...

Vileheart steps through.

[Kaelaroth]

A hole opens in reality in the lab that KR is sleeping in. A black hole...

Vileheart steps through.
((How'd she bypass the anti-teleport field?))

[horngeek]

{{This bes no teleport. This be a hole in reality, a Garganta.}}

But to make Magic happy...
the Garganta opens in the Rose Garden.

Hmm. Nice place.

[happyturtle]

((One could argue that a teleport is a hole in reality))

Sunny sits with the mainframe, hugging some component of it. "It's okay. I'm sure you'll learn very fast."

The mainframe seems to accept all of Czernov's protocols.

((deadtime))

[horngeek]

Vileheart walks towards KR's room, guided by her sense of that... unique soul.

Very unique.

[Kaelaroth]

((And it's not just magic. Though the field itself is produced by magic, it blocks all teleporting attempts in (including portals, which are teleports), magical in origin or not. And just because I thought of a nice way to get round it with Astir (and, therefore, Vorka), don't mean it's not there. :smalltongue:))

[horngeek]

Vileheart walks up to KR's door. She knocks.

Helllloooooooooooooo...

[Thanatos 51-50]

Terrance smiles as he sense Czernov being satisfied as he fixed the computer.
You're hugging the machine? he asks Sunny, curious.
right before a deadtime ooze attack.

[Ashen Lilies]

Unique in that it wasn't originally hers, you mean? :smalltongue:

KR is sleeeping.

ZZZzzzzzZZzzzzzzZZZZZZzzzzzzZZZZZZZZzzzzzzz...

[horngeek]

Vileheart smashes the door down.

[happyturtle]

"She's feeling bad because she doesn't know all the stuff that Czernov wants her to know." Sunny says, though a temporary hole in deadtime.

If Terrence goes romping through Sunny's mind, he'll find her memories only go back 2 or 3 months. And he'll also find that she is very fond of machines of all types and complexities, but particularly computers and robots.

And then the deadtime seals up again.

[Ashen Lilies]

KR wakes up with a start, grabbing her laser pointer.
"Huh? What?"
She narrows her eyes.
"You!"
She fires a shrink ray at Vileheart, while simultaneously summoning Sec-II and Sec-III drones, which will arrive next post.
Should the shrink ray hit, Vileheart will be reduced to one-fifth of her size, with a proportionate decrease in strength and speed.

[horngeek]

The ray hits. And does... nothing.

Energy absorbing Hierro. Nice.

She appears in front of KR. I wanted to do somthing...

She attempts to grab KR and lift her by the throat. She also is just letting her spiritual pressure all out, which means that people all around GLoG will probably be finding it hard to breathe.

[Ashen Lilies]

KR is grabbed and choked and spiritual pressure'd, but flicks the laser pointer's laser to maximum power and attempts to chop Karuka's hand off. As well as draw a line through an upstairs office, cut a cloud in half and sever the navigation systems and a wing off of an orbiting satellite. She probably traces a line in the moon too.

Sec-II drones arrive first, rolling into the lab aiming at Karuka, not shooting for fear of friendly fire.

Sec-III drones arrive next post, having legs instead of wheels or repulsorlift tech and therefore being slower.

[horngeek]

Nope. Energy absorbing Hierro.

She leans in, opens her mouth...

I wanted to thank you.

[Thanatos 51-50]

((Psssst, EM radiation - that is, Light Particles =/= energy.))

[horngeek]

{{The point is, the Hierro absorbs that sort of attack.

Energy is simply what goes into doing somthing. If you look at it that way, you don't get energy attacks of any kind ever, you just get Photon attacks}}

[Thanatos 51-50]

{{The point is, the Hierro absorbs that sort of attack.

Energy is simply what goes into doing somthing. If you look at it that way, you don't get energy attacks of any kind ever, you just get Photon attacks}}

((And thermal and Projected Kinetic energy attacks are what? Chopped Liver? I'mma shut the science geek in my head up, now.))

[Ashen Lilies]

"Well, sorry to seem ungrateful then, but I hate you!"
She attempts to either headbutt Karuka in the face, or, if Karuka's holding KR away from her, kick her in the stomach. It should work, not being energy, right? Well, okay, technically it's kinetic energy, but who the hell keeps track of that?

[horngeek]

It connects. Vileheart doesn't seem to be affected.

Oh, I'm hurt. We only just met.

[Kaelaroth]

Oh noes! Nearby people are hearing commotion!
Rothka floats towards Vileheart and KR. Obviously concerned, and not just thinking (s)he smells cheesecake.

[Ashen Lilies]

"Excuse me, did my headbutt just addle your brains?"

KR goes for a different tact this time as she presses the button on her laser pointer. The LED lights up, and the pointer emits a psionic signal causing pain and paralysis to the unprepared. She was prepared.

Oh, and four Sec-III drones come in and fire their suppressing beams. They won't hurt as they should if they hit, due to the Hierro, but they should still block Vileheart's supernatural powers.

[horngeek]

Vileheart is in a different place, along with KR. And KR's between her and the drones. Suppression beams miss.

Pain and paralysis beam hits her. Inside her mindscape, Karuka screams.

Oh, Karuka's dead. Your escape was enough for me to devour her.

Call me... Vileheart.

And she's gone. She dropped KR.

[Kaelaroth]

Huh. Rothka says, watching the scene. Odd.

[Ashen Lilies]

Was a field, not a beam or ray, which is why the LED was glowing instead of shooting rays, but whatever.

KR drops. She massages her throat.

[horngeek]

A note is left behind. Along with a metal disk.


By the way, have fun with the Menos

[Kaelaroth]

Rothka gets KR a glass of water. :smallsmile:

[Reinholdt]

Czernov may or may not discover that the Mean Drones are not being made by the mainframe and are not under its control.
Indeed! The Mean Drones are not being made here normally. And are certainly not following orders. Yet they seem to be accessing the computer from time to time as well. I do believe there has been a security breach!

[Dirk Kris]

Meridian is on the counter in the labs, sniffing and reaching for the KK-built little laser gun thingy.

[Ashen Lilies]

"Thanks," says KR, not bothering to inquire what the hell the smoke is or how it can carry water.
She looks at the note.
"... Menos?"
She points the laser pointer at the disk and presses the button. The LED lights up again, this time scanning the disk for emissions, mundane and magical, structure, material, estimated purpose, and various other stuff.
...
Yes, the laser pointer can do that. It sends the information to her brain.


@ ^: That might be hard, seeing as it's in her hand. And it's a laser pointer, not a gun. Big difference. :smalltongue:

[Kaelaroth]

What's a Menos? Rothka asks amicably, floating around gently as it speaks.

[horngeek]

The disk activates. KR will hear a piercing whistle, as will anyone else with soul-based powers.

In the Rose Garden, This (http://media.photobucket.com/image/Menos/deadly_Anubis/bleach_hollows0121.jpg) steps through a massive rip in reality. This is a Gillian, the smallest type of Menos, made from hundereds of Hollows. A foot soldier. It is essentially mindless.

Oh, and it's power level 4. Have fun.

[Dirk Kris]

Even if she's holding it, the ferret is still reaching for it - it's shiny! And he wants to see if he can use it! But at the sign of the scary thing, he squeaks and scrambles under the counter to hide.

[Ashen Lilies]

"Did you hear that?"
Being underground, KR does not see the scary thing yet.
Ash however, runs in.
"Shishishishishishishishishishi-"
He spots Rothka and skids to a halt.
"Rothka! I think we're in trouble!"

[Kaelaroth]

Rothka slips to Ash's side, swiftly. What would you have me do?!

[horngeek]

The Gillian roars.

This is an otherworldly roar.

It takes a step. The Gazebo is crushed.

[Reinholdt]

Mean Drone 6 glares at the Gillain. That's the tenth time this month they've had to repair that thing.

So flies up to the creatures eyes and starts firing its vegetable chopping laser at them.
*sheeeew*

[Ashen Lilies]

"I have no idea! I was trying to find the cause of a disturbance in Hell, then there was this massive energy reading from here, and then this massive... massive... profanity appeared in the Rose Garden!"
As one, Ash and KR's eyes fall to the disk.
"I really hate that person."

A swarm of Sec-II drones roll into the Rose Garden and fire their rapid-fire runcible auto-cannons at the Gillian.

[Kaelaroth]

Don't worry Ash! Rothka says, brightly, floating out towards the impending doom monster anime-thingy. Then, somewhat unsure of (him/her)self, (s)he throws a chair at it.
It might work.
Right?

[horngeek]

The vegtable chopping laser does nothing. Neither does the chair. Or the cannons, for that matter.

The Gillian opens its mouth.

It charges up and fires a Cero (massive energy blast). At Mean Drone.

[Reinholdt]

Mean Drone 6 proves to be absolutely immune to the Cero. Cause it has no idea what that means or is.

So it keeps firing. Cause it no longer has the ion cannon. Now would be a good time for an ion cannon.

*sheeeeew*

[horngeek]

Horngeek whacks his head and reminds himself that this is ACRONYM, not BleachitP.

Then explains that a Cero is a massive energy blast, coloured red.

[Kaelaroth]

Rothka, seeing that the chair attack failed miserably, throws a table!
'Cause it's bigger?

[horngeek]

That fails too.

Let me put this in perspective. You're hitting it's foot.

[Dirk Kris]

Meridian cowers uselessly. Alright!

[Kaelaroth]

Then Rothka throws the next piece of furniture higher! What with him having odd smoke afrit strength, it oughtn't be too hard to muster a higher throw.
Go projectile desk-lamp! GO!

[Reinholdt]

Mean Drone 6 takes one for the team! And explodes uselessly as it is hit by the beam. At least it had the decency to make the monster aim up so there was no collateral damage.

Mean Drone 7 sighs and doesn't even bother.

[Ashen Lilies]

Ash and KR follow Rothka out. KR fires at the Gillian's face with her laser pointer, while Ash scoops up a handful of soil, which he throws at the Gillian. The soil has soul-burning properties. Unfortunately, the soil probably only hits the Gillian's foot.

[horngeek]

...The Gillian's mask is shattered.

Since that is how you kill a Hollow, it disappates. Good work on killing it really rapidly!

Bad work on pernamently destroying its component souls. Shame on you.

[Kaelaroth]

... Did the desk-lamp really kill it? A confused Rothka asks, nervously floating away from the nearest lamp in case it kills him/her!

[Ashen Lilies]

Well, since no one here but Daisuke could have killed it properly, I think KR was justified.


...
Ash looks for some remains to study.

[horngeek]

Nope. No remains.

[Ashen Lilies]

"Damn. I think that's part of what's been destabalizing Hell, but I think I'm going to have to visit there to get more readings." He says to Rothka.
...
Yes, Ash wants to visit Hell. Better bring a towel and a parasol. And suncream. Skin cancer is a no-no.

[Kaelaroth]

Ooh! I can totally make a portal! I think. Rothka says, hoping to sound useful and full of ideas. Wait. No. I can't. Um. Oh. Pause. I could go make you a sandwich?

[Ashen Lilies]

"I think I can make a portal there. A sandwich would be nice though." :smallsmile:

[Kaelaroth]

Rothka goes to make Ash a packed lunch, and returns with some cheese and tomato sandwiches wrapped neatly in silver foil, a bottle of orange juice, a chocolate-oat bar, and a packet of low-fat cornchips in a plastic bag.
...
...
What?

[Ashen Lilies]

Tomatoes! Oh noes! :smallyuk::smalltongue:

Ash accepts the packed lunch.
"Thanks. I think the sooner we find out what's wrong with Hell, the better. Are you coming?"

[Kaelaroth]

OK! Rothka says, genially, waiting for the portal.

[Ashen Lilies]

Ash starts work on the portal in the Rose Garden, pausing to run to the armory and grab a silver stake for use in case of devil attack, in case his usual silver dust isn't enough. He scratches the final line in the dirt, adds the herbs and lights the candles, and stands in one of the two circles.
"And off we go...."
As soon as Rothka enters the other circle, they'll both disappear, along with the giant pentacle, leaving the Rose Garden spotless. Well, except for that one divot where he grabbed some dirt to throw at the Gillian. And the remains of the furniture Rothka threw.
...
Oh, and the remains of the gazebo.

[Kaelaroth]

Rothka wanders through, and giggles as (s)he's teleported. It's tingly!

[Morty]

There's a knock on the door.

[happyturtle]

Sunny goes to answer the door, peering out from behind it because Outside = Bad.

"Hello?"

[Morty]

She'll see Dipsnig outside, who looks grumpy and tired.
Hello. I'm looking for a guy named DC. I belive he's your Vice-President or something.

[happyturtle]

"Mhm," Sunny says, still hiding behind the door. "Come in! Hurry!"

[Morty]

Dipsnig slips into the base.
Right. Is he available, then?

[happyturtle]

As soon as he's in, Charity quickly shuts the door and locks it. "I don't think so," she says. "He left right after Magtok came on the tv. I'm Sunny." :smallsmile:

[Morty]

I'm Dipsnig. The goblin smiles. And do you know where I might find him?

[happyturtle]

Sunny shakes her head. "I don't know. He went--" she points to the door and her voice falls to a whisper. "--out there."

[Morty]

Dipsnig blinks. Right. This time, he meets a human acting like a deep-down goblin leaving the caverns for the first time. GLoG is really a magnet for nutcases.
Riiight... I'd like to speak to someone else, then. A friend of mine is asleep and can't wake up, and I need help. Dipsnig figures that Sunny is unlikely to know what "comatose" means.

[happyturtle]

"Okay. Let's try to find someone," Sunny says cheerfully. Since Happy has been kidnapped and Charity is off in the Weald, this will have to consist of wandering while waiting for another player to post.

*pokes other players*

[The Bushranger]

They might find Brendan!

Who's in the kitchen, drinking...

Nope, not coffee. Tea!

[happyturtle]

"Hi Brendan. This is Dipsnig," Sunny says.

[The Bushranger]

Brendan gives Sunny a warm smile. Hi, Sunny. he nods in greeting to Dipsnig. And well met, sir.

[Morty]

Well met. I come here looking for help. Goblin's cheerful smile disappears.

[The Bushranger]

What kind of help? Brendan quickly becomes all business.

[Morty]

A member of my group, Neutralist Organization, is comatose. Those members that I could muster were unable to help him. So I came here, but apparently your Vice-President who I hoped to talk to is away.

[The Bushranger]

Hm. Brendan raises an eyebrow. Well, I don't really have very much power or anything, but I'd be willing to try to help if I could...

[Morty]

Good to hear it, but according to our technical leader, there's something wrong with his mind. So I figure I need a psion of some sort. Are there any here besides DC?

[happyturtle]

"What's a psion?" Sunny asks.

[Thanatos 51-50]

Terrance conviently undeadtimes and floats away from the mainframe and to the Great Room whilst en route to the Rose Garden for some tea.

[Morty]

Someone who can do weird stuff with their mind. Dipsnig makes a swirly gesture around his head. I don't really understand them either. There aren't any where I'm from.

[The Bushranger]

Quinn's one!
And also absent at the moment...

Well...I'm tecnhically one, I guess. But I'm more of an empath than anything else. A touch-emphath, in fact, but Brendan doesn't see the need to expound that much.

[Morty]

What's an "empath"?

[Thanatos 51-50]

Terrance catches the word 'Psion' floating around on the mental currents.
I'm a psion he transmits, and then, not knowing whtther or not everyone could hear it decided to speak for every one else's benefit.
"Master said I was a Psion."

[The Bushranger]

I can sense people's emotions, Brendan explains. Tell how they're feeling and what they're thinking of, but not necessarily the thoughts themselves. He looks over at Terrence with a hint of relief.