Main Room
Gordon pulls out a mic, which boadcasts to the whole base.
"Nephrim, Prometheus, I want your prisoners out here, I have a few questions for them."
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Main Room
Gordon pulls out a mic, which boadcasts to the whole base.
"Nephrim, Prometheus, I want your prisoners out here, I have a few questions for them."
[Main Room]
The Operative might notice Zefir's... ...whatever it is, specially designed to damage Psions and apparently things that aren't machines.
The henchman sighs and calls:
Gordon, there's someone looking for you!
EDIT: ((Also, Phantom, don't forget that Cyrus asked a question.))
Sorry, I don't always check for all the things.
Gordon sighs as things keep building up, he can't take care of everything at once.
"Currently, more than you have. It seems like we have another guest, and someone will get to leave here. And Moff, don't do that."
[Main Room]
The Operative makes his way to Gordon, but waits for him to have time. The ghost has a lot of patience, and doesn't care too much about the physical health of his members.
[Nephrim's Room]
Which part is she stabbing? I have a specific location for the heart, but I can't tell whether it would be hit or not without more information.
The claws aren't terribly effective against the scales, the wounds not being deep enough, and healing too quickly, for a hand to plunge into.
Karyana's blood starts to become a very strong base.
[Main Room]
"Of course! You're right." Moff lets the henchie out to the slingshot and takes the helmet. He then puts the helmet on himself, climbs into the slingshot... "Fire when ready, Green!" The henchie pulls the slingshot bqack and fires Moff 8 into the other henchmen. The first gets impaled while the others get knocked to the ground.
Nephrim's Room
Well, I hadn't said which wrist blade was in Karyana's heart, but if it was her left then her right blade is now in the heart and the left is stabbing. Since she's side-on (or so I've been picturing it) she was either stabbing high-torso or low torso, and now she's stabbing either low-torso or high-torso, depending on which side she was stabbing before.
Also, the blades are made of hard light, I don't think their alkaline nature will have any effect on them.
The two claws will work together to break the scales.
Gordon's getting ignored because Nephrim's a little busy right now.
[Nephrim's Room]
It's stabbing low torso, then. Her third and final heart is almost punctured.
She starts to melt into a mist of blood.
Prometheus's Lab
Prometheus sighs, and waits just outside the entrance to the dungeon. He has no intention of going in there just yet. Better to let the Clones weaken Rael a bit more.
Dungeon
Well, Rael can run fast, sure, but it's a five by five room, there isn't much space to run in. The Clones continue firing, knowing that with limited space to dodge, they eventually should get lucky and score a few hits. Assuming they don't all die first.
Nephrim's Room
I don't know the rules about it, but I think if I could alter my body at will and had multiple weak points, if somebody was pinning me down but couldn't move because then I'd be able to move, I'd move one of the weak points to where they can't reach. But as mentioned, I don't know the rules.
Nephrim can't do anything to a mist of blood. Except maybe fall through it. She morphs back into a human shape and will keep the blades where they are (moving the one almost hitting the heart so it does hit the heart, if she knows it's almost hit the heart) to make sure this is Karyana dying/respawning elsewhere/getting banished/whatever rather than an escape ploy.
[Main Room]
At Gordon's response, Cyrus frowns.
I - I see. If that is the case, I'll take my personal project elsewhere.
The Planeswalker walks off.
Outside Prometheus' Lab
Cyrus walks up to this area. If he can operate the teleporter, he'll just walk in. If not, he'll... ...knock? Signal? Something?
Nephrim's Room
Nothing will stop Karyana from escaping under the locked door.
Nephrim won't chase Karyana; as far as Nephrim's concerned, Karyana is an enemy and a spy. She'll tell Gordon and the others that as soon as she's healed her wounds- it won't do to show them she's weak and wounded, let alone that she was beaten.
[Nephrim's Room -> Main Room]
In that case, Karyana probably arrives in the Main Room soon after, at which point she turns back into herself, though regenerated and still in a combat form.
[Main Room]
The Mad Hatter turns away from the television to inspect Karyana from his position on the couch through a goofy pair of 3D glasses. He pushes up the glasses as an absurd and very insane grin crosses his face.
"My! It looks so realistic! You guys definitely have to try this!" :smalltongue:
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[Also Main Room -to- Kitchen]
Clarissa, evidently bored with every single event currently transpiring in the Main Room, embarks on a journey which eventually leads to the kitchen where she decides to fix herself something to eat! Given that Clarissa eats sapient beings, this could potentially go very, very badly. It doesn't help her case any that she used her acute sense of smell to locate the kitchen and didn't end up there merely by chance...
Kitchen
Clarissa may well run into Legion, currently sprinkling some sort of obscure spice onto an overgrown waterfowl. Shortly before throwing it in the oven. The Lady hums to herself. While she's not the best cook, she doesn't mind doing it.
Main Room
Here, a crack begins to worm it's way up the largest wall.
Kitchen
Jasper swaggers back in, having overseen the henchman and the hired golems unloading all the ice cream into the freezers. Waiting for Legion's cooking project to reach a point where it won't go up in flames if she's distracted, he attempts to wrap his arms around her and pull the Lady into a kiss, at the same time attempting to slip a vial of the potion they schemed up into her pocket. "Well, fancy meeting you here, Miss Legion, and might I say you're looking as stunning as ever?"
[Kitchen]
"Well aren't you two cute." Kirk comments from his position just inside the kitchen. Dang he's quiet, didn't even here him come in.
[Kitchen]
Clarissa nods timidly to Legion and contorts her face into one of slight repulsion when Legion and Jasper begin smooching right in the middle of the kitchen. She has half a mind to tell the pair to get a room, but she manages, against all odds, to suppress that urge, averting her eyes, pulsing with a primal light, and her attention to the refrigerator and freezer, searching for body bits to nom all the while. While body bits don't quite satisfy her cravings, they do frequently stave off her hunger, if only for a few hours.
Kitchen
As evidenced many times, Legion hates it when Jasper kisses her in front of everyone. PDA's are not her thing, even with just Clarissa watching.
Still, she can't complain too much, and at least it had a purpose. She pats her pocket briefly before wrapping an arm around Jasper in turn. The Lady grins at the cowboy, then blushes a little when Kirk pipes up. She averts her eyes. "Cute isn't the word I'd use." Legion's eyes move again. To the drow. "Uh, I haven't seen you around."
Kitchen
Jasper's hardly unaware of Legion's dislike for being kissed in public, but he couldn't think of any other way to give her the vial. As it is, unless someone in the room has x-ray eyes, they shouldn't have noticed it.
"Cute? Nah, don't think you got the vernacular quite right on that, cute don't quite do it justice." Jasper says, grinning at the world in general with a sort of mischeivous glee. "But it was a good try, I'll give you that, mister...?" The last bit is phrased as a question, Jasper having never met Kirk before.
[Kitchen]
Kirk shrugs, giving her a smirk. "Been a while, yeah. Nice to see you though." He turns his attention over to Jasper. "Kirk Locke. A friend of Legion's." He steps toward the pair to extend his hand to the other man. "And I don't think I know you're name either."
[Kitchen]
By this point, Clarissa has located a severed arm somewhere in the AMEN freezer. Her efforts weren't so pointless and futile after all, it seems!
Without delay, Clarissa jams the chunky bit of flesh into a microwave, sets the timer for five minutes, and presses the start button. Now it is only a matter of time before some poor chap's arm gets chomped on!
Mwahahahahahahaha!
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[Main Room]
The Hatter stares at the crack forming in the wall for a good minute, doing absolutely nothing to halt its progress as of yet. Why? Because, even though the crack looks real, it mustn't be! It's just the 3D glasses being totally stunning again, and that is pure awesome. You just stare through the 3D glasses and then you win! Life is really that simple!
Kitchen
"Jasper Thorn, scoundrel and thief." Jasper introduces himself, shaking Kirk's hand. "Good to meet ya. If I might ask, what's going on around here? I'm considering joining up, seein as Watchtower turned out to be a bunch of dour sticks-in-the-mud."
Kitchen
Legion lets the boys talk, pulling away from Jasper and glancing toward Clarissa. "Hey, I'm making dinner, if you want any..."
Main Room
Two sets of fingers writhe out've the crack and, with a tremendous heaving, start to force it apart. The crack widens, splitting all the way up the wall, and out've slips what appears to be Jack Empty.
He fills the space beyond the opening, ending the endless places, a grey void going on forever. He fills nothing because he is nothing. The spirit of that great black abyss.
His eyes are little more than burning pits, his grin a mask for something unnameable, his suit writhing in forgotten shapes. There's no trace of the human anymore, as mad as he was.
The grey thing has a long look around.
[Main Room]
Karyana heads over to Gordon, and says "You wanted to see me?"
[Dungeon]
Rael is several times, though his other arm isn't yet broken.
The size of the room should make it fairly easy for him to get to them. He tries to simply slam the first one into the wall, and if that doesn't disable it, rip its throat out with his toothed beak.
[Kitchen]
"Couldn't tell you too much to be honest. I've been away for quite a while, so I'm not exactly up so speed." Kirk removes his sunglasses and stashes them away in his jacket. "My only advise is to take what Gordon tells you with a grain of salt. Trust the higher ups like Magtok ans Jack more." He pauses. "Not sure if Jack's been around though."
Main Room
"More of you have someone here for you..."
Gordon then notices the inhuman Jack Empty. Oh dear, this is bad. Now he has two things from beyond reality around.
[Main Room]
"Sorry for the confusion. I got cut off early on... I take it Rael's here?"
Main Room
Zefir just lifts his hand so the lightning miss and instead hit's an henchman. Sadly to notice that the 'bomb' becomes dust just after a last wave.
And then Cryus goes off, the brain is gone and the spooky man appears.
Zefir will then just go of laugthing
[Kitchen]
Legion is fearless! Did she not just see the whole severed arm shoved into a microwave thingy? I mean, seriously! She is offering to cook for a beast that has been called, by a collective of scientists well respected in the field of MAD!, a gluttony incarnate. Furthermore, Clarissa eats people. Not just the Rot type of eat people, where he merely sucks their blood (maybe it'd be more fitting to say that Rot drinks people)! She gulps down their body bits, omnomnoms their lifeforces, and tortures them for days on end while doing so, if she is in the mood to do such unspeakable things to others. Legion may not yet know that she is fearless, as she might not yet understand what she has just offered to do, but she will soon learn. Soon. Very soon. Like in this post soon.
"This is a truly exceptional happenstance, ma'am!"
Clarissa grins as a much more trenchant and plying tone steadily drips into her voice. The change is subtle at first, but it grows ever more present with each passing moment, like water pouring from a faucet, slowly filling a chalice with its quiet stream of sparkling purity or maybe more like that gritty, tepid flow of bubbling mud strained with only a bloody kerchief which barely passes for water which drizzles from the "heavens" in some areas of the Nexus.
"That is a very kind offer, though I do regret to say that I must pass it up this time around. I'm on a strict diet, you see, and my hunger continually beckons me hither and thither to feed. Speaking of which,-"
Clarissa swallows hard, eyes still fixed on the microwave as if the state of both her life and health rested upon the magnificent machine.
"-do you know of any...err...expendable people that nobody would really miss if they were to be missing that dwell close to here, perchance? I'm feeling more than a little...peckish...right now, what with all this talk of dinner and all."
But there hasn't been much talk of dinner at all! Geeze, Clarissa! Can't you go for just one day without eating anyone!
Yep! This one might be recalcitrant, Gordon. Ready the manacles and the jailhouse! We might have need of them yet.
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[Main Room]
Hey! Jack is back! Hold on! The Hatter hasn't yet met the emptiness which is the very essence of Jack. Darn!
"Look out, Moe! There's something strange in there!"
The Hatter couldn't really be that clueless...could he? :smallconfused:
Kitchen
"Magtok? I do believe I've already met him, charming fellow, tried to trick me into attacking GLoG." Jasper says, tone sarcastic. In his opinion, anyone with a position of any authority in AMEN probably got said authority by lying, double-crossing and backstabbing, and ain't exacty trust worthy. "Anyway, I thought this Gordon fella was, y'know, in charge of AMEN?"
Dungeon
The Drone is rammed into the wall, snapping it's neck, and explodes a second later in a spray of toxic acids, while the others continue firing.
Prometheus's Lab
One of the mages activates the teleporter platform for Cyrus. How nice. Apparently Prometheus considers him mildly trustworthy.
Prometheus's Lab
Cyrus silently thanks the mage for doing so, or more loudly if the mage happens to be right there.
Anyway, he'll head down, looking for Prometheus and probably passing the various bits of damage Sarah caused along the way.
When he finds his friend, for lack of a better word, he'll tell Prometheus: "Hey, I don't know if you got the message, but Gordon's calling for the prisoners. One seems to have outmaneuvered Nephrim, but the other two are in your care. Since they aren't up, I'm assuming that there's a problem?"
Excellent. Hopefully, that will damage the net. Rael is hit in the left side, if I'm picturing this correctly. It'll take a while to eat through his scales.
He charges at the other two Drones, trying to crush the skull of one, and repeat his earlier tactic with the other.
Kitchen
"Hey, Gordon's cool." Legion interjects, just before Clarissa pipes up. The Lady looks at her with eyebrows raised, obviously a little apprehensive, but not as terrified as she should be. "Um... the henchmen are good for that. They just get cloned. Rot says they taste stale though." Legion blinks, and seems uncomfortable. She's getting far too chummy with monsters and psychos.
Main Room
"What, no applause? Should I be offended?" Jack waves at the lot of them, starting forward at a slow, patient clip. Behind him, the crack starts to spiderweb across the wall. Despite that fact, if some whackjob tries to touch the spreading void, it'll still feel pretty solid.
Main Room
"Well, Jack, its just that you didn't used to be able to just come out of a crack in reality. Its a bit unsetting."
Okay, it sounds like Jack, but it doesn't fully look like Jack. Maybe he got more Objects and that's the reason behind this transformation.
[Kitchen]
Kirk shakes his head. "If you say so." He seems to be replying to both Legion and Jasper. Kirk's never had a high opinion of Gordon. The resent confrontation has done nothing to improve that.
"Anyway, I was thinking that we could go out for drinks and catch up." The statement is clearly directed at Legion, but Jasper is by no means disregarded. "So what do you two say?"
[Kitchen]
Clarissa is more than a little embarrassed about having to resort to asking Legion that fateful "whom should I eat" question herself. Clarissa thought that she could go through this whole interview without chomping on anyone. Boy was she wrong! Whatever Clarissa eats right now would be comfort food, though. Clarissa should exercise her essentially nonexistent self-restraint right now else she'll risk getting all flabby and out of shape. Counterpoint! Clarissa cannot get flabby or out of shape. She's a super monster! Super monsters are naturally immune to such things, especially when one of their powers is the ability to bend their physical manifestation to their will! Haha!
"Umm, thanks. I'm new here, so I don't know most of these things."
As a matter of fact, Clarissa is probably more afraid of Legion than Legion is of her. Legion has been a member of AMEN for much longer than Clarissa. Thus, Legion has seniority over her. With as little as one sentence, Legion could get Clarissa tossed out of AMEN forever! That is some serious power that Legion wields from Clarissa's standpoint!
"I won't, uh, get in trouble if I dine on these henchman guys tonight, will I?"
Further hesitation, Clarissa? Let me help you with that. JUST DO IT DANG IT! :smallfurious:
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[Main Room]
The Hatter genially waves back at Jack!
"Greetings! That was boss!"
Yes, Hatter. Yes it was.
[Main Room]
The Operative continues to wait for Gordon to address him. He completely ignores Jack, which is probably a little rude, but the specter is uncaring. Only four people were part of his reason to be here in the first place, and Jack isn't one of them.
Main Room
Gordon turns to face the Operative.
"Hello, there. Sorry about the lack of attention, but I do have a number of things that require my attention. Please have a seat, this could take a while for things to be made ready."
Kitchen
"Well, sounds like a fine idea to me. I'm pretty sure we can grab a few drinks and make it back in time for the party." Jasper says, after a moments thought. "So, what do you do around here, if I may ask?"
Prometheus's Lab
"How unfortunate, then, that the girl got herself killed trying to escape. Any chance you can revive her?" Prometheus says, taking his eyes off the door for a second to speak to Cyrus.
Dungeon
As the second Clone is killed, it loses it's grip upon the grenade it was holding. The grenade that had only about a second left till it exploded. As the Clone's grip loosens on the pin, it detonates in an explosion of fire, heat, and a massive flash of light, triggering the grenades held by the other Clone as well and turning the tiny prison into a furnace, the heat easily enough to reduce both Clones to skeletons and shatter the bones to pieces, the stone floor cracking and warping.
[Main Room]
"Take your time. I'm not impatient." The Operative doesn't sit anywhere, though. He figures it really doesn't matter whether he stands or sits.
Prometheus's Lab
Cyrus frowns.
Sort of. Do you think Gordon will notice if she's shambling around and mumbling about brains?
I guess I could bring her back as a vampire, but somehow I think increasing her power while keeping her free will is probably the wrong way to go...
He notices the fireball in the next room.
"Er..."
Kitchen
"Sure, Kirk. I'd like that." Legion glances toward Jasper for his opinion, when Clarissa pipes up again. The Lady's a little surprised at this monster's timidity, and it shows on her face. She - oh, gods help her - she jokes about it. "The henchmen might. But otherwise, no."
Main Room
"Thanks, man. Good to know I still got it." Jack nods toward the hatter while his void continues to replace the floor and walls. The grey man turns his attention to Gordon. "I think this place could use some renovation, don't you? Or... expansion."
[Kitchen]
"Excellent. I look forward to it." Kirk smiles easily at the two. Coming back to AMEN was alright. At least for a little while. It's been a good opportunity to catch up.
"As for what we do around here. I'm sure Legion could tell you as well as I. Basically whatever we want until a job comes up."
[Main Room]
After a while has past Zefir comes back from his room. He stretches himself like he just woke up what in fact he did. His whole appereance is now back to normal. So no silly laugthing no crazy expression in his face. He is quiet normal now... well he's in AMEn is quiet more normal than the common stuff here.:smallbiggrin:
He takes a seat in front of the TV and starts watching TV, like nothing happened.
[Dungeon]
Rael burns, dying quickly. Gordon is almost certainly not going to be happy, but the escape attempt was stopped.
[Main Room]
Karyana growls.
Prometheus's Lab
Prometheus sighs. "Well, that was likely the end of our other captive, I'm afraid. Any chance you can capture their souls? I'm sure having something to interogate will help me explain this." Prometheus says, scowling. How is he supposed to restrain fools that refuse to surrender, be incapacitated or cease killing everyone around them? Next time, he'll just seal them in cryostasis
[Main Room]
Zefir looks over to Karyana. I'm not sure who this char is since I seem to met near every one of your chars and this one has no link^^.
"What's up?"
Prometheus's Lab
Cyrus looks a bit peeved when he hears that the other one died too, but quickly turns it into a smirk.
Maybe. How long has the first been dead, and do you have any quartz lying around?
Prometheus's Lab
"Not for more than a minute or two." Prometheus says, and neatly catches two quartz lenses one of the mages tosses him from the workshop above. "Will these do?" Each of the lenses is around two pounds of quartz, having been used to test the diffusion of light and the suitability of the material for focusing lasers.
Prometheus's Lab
Yes, that will do just fine. I used to use diamond for this, but Quartz is significantly more abundant.
He'll take one of the lenses, and pull a pair of magic-sensing goggles out of his pocket, pulling them on quickly. Spotting Sarah's soul just kinda floating around, a black line extends from it before dragging the soul into the lens.
That's one...
A voice spontaneously is emitted from the lens.
What is this place? It's dark in here...
He'll attempt to hand the lens back to Prometheus, and take the other one, searching for Rael's soul.
((For the record, it's a pretty shoddy binding. So much as cracking the lens releases the soul, and Cyrus himself can release it at will.))
[Kitchen -to- Cloning Chambers]
Clarissa shoots Legion a nervous, forced smile.
"Uhh, thanks. I'll see you around, I guess."
The monster hurries out of the kitchen and to the Cloning Chambers, where she begins greedily nomming henchmen! Oh the horror and terror! I'll save you all the mental scarring that would result from this player describing it, but the whole act is more than a little bit disturbing.
Hope whatever monitors the security cameras has a strong stomach.
Sad thing is, this is Clarissa being tame. After her probationary period, she might switch over to much bolder mannerisms when dealing with AMEN business and other AMENites.
The Door
A resounding crash comes from beyond the Door, as if something is trying to break it in. Then another, and another, louder and louder, using more and more force until either the door splinters from the impact or, y'know, someone opens it.
Karyana currently has beaked, spiny, tentacles for legs, a long crocodilian mouth with serrated teeth, eight arms, all clawed, and thick scales covering her body.
"Rael just died."
Rael's souls is found pretty easily. However, if he tries to snare it, he'll get "Please state your name, titles, and any and all reasons for this request.".
[Main Room]
Zefir just shrugs.
"And?"
[Main Room]
"You're the one that asked."
[Main Room]
sight How people miss the obvious. well he don't care about the death, but his and was menat other.
"And why are you growlin? Mental connection or anything like this?"