Pokethulhu!!!

[Maerok]

On the otherside is a chalkboard on wheels. It looks like an obsidian slate with a maple border. The side facing the door has markings drawn on it with red chalk.

"Your eyes to popcorn, scalawag!"

[Kuma Da]

Parish White

"Uh...unconscious pentacruel, return!" Parish squats down and looks under the chalk board for a pair of legs. "I do like popcorn, but I'm also a little attached to my eyes. How about 'your appendix to popcorn!' ?"

[Fri]

Howard

What. In. The. Blazing. Crap. Is. That.

Just when you thought you've seen anything since you became a cultist, you meet this kind of things. This is exactly why I joined this group though.

"Uh... good day, sir, mister obsidian chalkboard?"

He then whispers to his friends.

"This guy seems to be battier than I thought."

[Elrosth]

Hazi nods. "Yeah... I hate old people... the wreched smells, the hollow voids they call conversation, the crocheting..." she shudders. "I've met crazier though, I used to work at a group home."

[Maerok]

This side of the chalkboard looks like a sort of circuit board written in blood. Dark light glints along various crimson trails as the board turns to face you all. On the other side there is a red circle drawn with a deep red chalk. The circle contains a few strange runes in it.

(A 2d Lore check would let you know these symbols had something to do with binding and communication; a 1d would let you know that the 'circuit board' in back is essentially the runic equivalent of an electronic one.)

"No, your appendix to lasagna! Have you no knowledge of the Tome of a Thousand Tomes? Well that is beyond the point. You possess thulhu, and that is enough." As it talks, the red circle flares on and off with an unholy light. It pauses for a moment. "I am HEL 9001."

[Kuma Da]

OOC: 1d12 lore check v lore of 9. (1d12)[7]

Parish White

"Oh, okay. I see what you are. Do you know how to operate the collider in the next room?"

[Maerok]

"Yes and no. I run off the soul of a binded accountant whose magic tuned sour when trying to predict the stock market. I crunch numbers. The device malfunctioned. You might have noticed the damage."

[Kuma Da]

Parish White

"Oh, okay. That's not much fun. Do you wanna come with us? We're going on a bit of a tour of the facilities. We could probably wheel you along, and you sound like you have a better idea than we do what's going on here.

Say...might you know where all the rare, experimental thulu are being held?"

[Maerok]

"What we've created here are creatures beyond the scope of 'mortal' thulhu. You'd need something.......... at something at least 66% more powerful than the standard dodecahedron crystals. And aside from a few interesting variants, I am most worried about the one that escaped. It is running rampant through the labs! And not just that. During the process, the Division-By-Zero Buffer burned up. We summoned what I believe to be a 'musician' of Azathoth."

[Fri]

Howard


"So you say you're really a sentient talking arcane obsidiant chalkboard?" Now Howard looks genuinely interested at the thing. "May we call you Hel? Do live as a talking chalkboard fun? What are you doing in your spare time if you're not calculating gliberous experiment? Do they really want to conquer the world using this facility?

[Kuma Da]

Parish White

Parish interposes himself between Howard and Hel. "What was that you were saying about extra-strength dodecahedrons? Does this place have them, or could you come up with a way to make them? I bet we could solve your hideously-strong-rogue-thulhu problem for you if you gave us a way to contain it, or to recruit other facility thulhu to fight it with."

[Elrosth]

Hazi, looking far more interested now that there might be a possibility of catching this huge thing, asks "So what do you mean 'musician'? Does he have some musical sonic power? And what are the 'interesting variants' you mentioned? Would they maybe help?"

[Maerok]

To Howard, responding as fast as he asks each question:
"Yes."
"Sure."
"It pays the rent."
"Contemplating the madness of my damnable existence."
"It is not an un-possibility."

"As for the musician, it is the bearer of a strange music box that helps keep the slumbering lord Azathoth slumbering. I am not sure whether the tremors experienced in the facility are the result of the musician on the move or the walls of this feeble reality collapsing in on itself. This thulhu has been named Pandaurora. It is the eighth abnormally abnormal thing created here in the two years of this lab's existence. The first being the so-called 'Decacruel'. Hmm."

HEL turned around on its wheels to survey the equipment for a moment. The room shakes and the lights flicker. "We have not been able to pinpoint the location of the Pandaurora. Details show that it breached the decacruel holding pen hours ago. There are runes in place to halt the escape of test subjects, but damage to the walls leads to a complete runic containment failure. Hmm."

He slowly wheels his way over to the corner of the room he had been hiding out at earlier. There's a giant metal shutter inscribed with runes and a high voltage sign. "The lower level of the installation is the most likely hiding spot now. I can grant you access, but for the sake of facility security I cannot divulge any information irrelevant to the immediate capture of the musician thulhu. This includes the seven, err, unspecified number of other aberrations contained therein. The public is only aware of the decacruel via our state-of-the-art giant square box with a mirror for a wall enclosure."

[Kuma Da]

Parish White

"Understood. And we're glad for the help. Really," avarice gleams briefly in his eyes, "but we're going to need some more firepower if we want to take down the musician. We need those amped-up dodecahedrons. If you can't tell us where they are, can you draw a map of the facility and cross out all the places where they're not?"

[Fri]

Howard

"Anyway, I wonder what happened to this facility's personnel. I doubt that they take the escape of several super version of thulhu and a dimensional horror thing lightly.

Where are your colleagues Hel? Well, other than that poor guy who was blasted by Parish."

[Maerok]

"Oh, they're far too busy to be bothered with that. As soon as the repair team gets off their lunch break I'd assume they'll get this machine up and running again. Business is business." The door jumps to life and slowly opens. Behind it is an elevator.

"The armory will be the first door on your left. There you will find something to capture that menace."

[Kuma Da]

Parish White

"Thanks." Parish heads straight for the armory.

[Maerok]

(It's an elevator. >.> All aboard?)

[Elrosth]

"All aboard!" Hazi calls out, marching on to the elevator.

[Fri]

Howard

"Well, yeah. If it's me, I dont think bacon sandwiches and pickles are worth the destruction of this facility (and the world) by a musician from hell and some pissed off super thulhu.

Though, pastrami sandwiches worth it any time.

Anyway, To the Armory!"

[Maerok]

The elevator shuts and slowly descends to the lower levels. The room below is square, with two doors on each wall. Other than that, it is a featureless, sterile white room.

[Kuma Da]

Parish White

"I read somewhere that whenever you're presented with two doors and no more information than that about which one to pick, go left. The right one usually leads to insta-death." Parish strolls across the room and opens up the left door.

[Elrosth]

Hazi also heads left.

[Maerok]

You have to stoop to avoid an ominous assembly of pointed blades and bear traps that hang over the door on the otherside. There's even a baking-soda and vinegar pipe bomb jury-rigged to detonate. From the looks of it they all rusted out a while time ago.

Past this, there is a row of tables with several ornate, rune-covered boxes.

[Elrosth]

"Ooh!" Hazi excitedly hurries to examine a box, heedless of any magical runey traps that might be on it.

[Kuma Da]

Parish White

Parish stands back and lets Hazi examine the boxes. And also maybe set off any magical runey traps that might be present.

[Maerok]

There are seven boxes on the table, each about a foot in every direction and painstakingly carved from some kind of wood, though you could swear it was bone. On the lid of each is a rudimentary little carving that seems to shift with the movements of one's eye. They seem to depict different thulhu, though none seem easily recognizable. But one looks like a ten-pointed star.

[Kuma Da]

Parish White

"Are these the upgraded dodecahedrons?" He walks over and carefully cracks one open.

[Maerok]

There's a blinding light!

[Fri]

Howard

"Gah! My poor eyes! My poor young eyes. I only got to use it for merely a decade! Mobeot, out and time-displace the hell out of anything that's trying to attack us (if there are anything that's trying to attack us)!"


With that, howard summoned his mobeot.