GLoG VII: Now Vampire Free!

[Fan]

Lex dies. Because no one helped her.

So, Vespe, are you ever going to do anything in the Doctor What thread?

Fan will pull out a gem, and cast raise dead on Lex tears treaming down his face.

[Lex-Kat]

Lex breathes again. But only barely.

She instantly tries to skitter away from Fanboy. She still looks as she did before she died, but her eyes have a wild look about them.
((I could be mean, and not let her live))

[Fan]

OMG, fan will take her to the infirmary, and use greater restoration to heal any poison that may have been inside her (Lotsa heal ranks to identify.), and then he will begin mashing up charcoal is its arsenic, holy water if its a undead level drain thing, or some de tox if its a drug. (no diea, but I've been reading BOVD.)

[Lex-Kat]

((Lex is suffering from starvation, dehydration, and a major lack of sleep. Her body is eating itself, from the inside out. Nobody did anything with her after she came back to GLoG. So she's been slowly dying.))

[Fan]

He will get some lex some pure water, and a simple fare of bread, and soup (You dont want anything rich, or high in substance after starvation otherwise you'll just get worse.)

[Lex-Kat]

((See, wasn't that simple. Not everything can be cured with magic.))

The monitors will show that Lex has stabalized. But she will be bed ridden for days. She falls asleep, with a mild sedative.

((DEADTIME))

[Fostire]

((See, wasn't that simple. Not everything can be cured with magic.))

((WRONG: a regeneration spell would have healed you just fine, some creation spells to make food, and a sleep spell and you'll be as good as new . I like magic))

[Fan]

((WRONG: a regeneration spell would have healed you just fine, some creation spells to make food, and a sleep spell and you'll be as good as new . I like magic))

((ORLY? I happen to as well.... I can do CRAZY things with a modfied Eclipse spell.)

[Lex-Kat]

((WRONG: a regeneration spell would have healed you just fine, some creation spells to make food, and a sleep spell and you'll be as good as new . I like magic))

Actually, unless you plan to God-Mod me, it only works, if I say it does. And it wouldn't have. I get bored with magic. I want roleplaying.

[happyturtle]

((Lex is suffering from starvation, dehydration, and a major lack of sleep. Her body is eating itself, from the inside out. Nobody did anything with her after she came back to GLoG. So she's been slowly dying.))

((But... iz not Turtle's fault her player is either at work or asleep when you're online. She'd spend time with you if she could. ))

When/if Lex awakens, she'll find Turtle sitting next to her, watching over her anxiously. Turtle has used a potion to shrink herself to pixie size, and is sitting cross legged on the bed next to her, alternately singing and praying and crying.

[banjo1985]

Seb appears through the portal, he must have spent the last few days checking out limbo. He whistles under his breath as he looks around the entrance chamber.

"Nice pad... bit sterile though."

He folds his application with his slender fingers, within seconds it's not a sheet any more but a little paper dove. He waits to see someone to give it to.

"Anyone in here alive? The drone said to hand this to one of you, but I'll find a corspe if I need to!"

Seb laughs a little and wanders down the corridor, looking for someone to pester with the required bureaucracy.

[Ashen Lilies]

Khiansa *pops* in next to Seb. He is, as usual, looking a bit pale and veiny from lack of sleep.
You can hand me that paperwork, and I'll pass it on to Annalee later.

((speaking of Khiansa, when I finally make the 'Choose your adventure' PLOT thingy, should it be open to everyone or just GLoG?))

[Saint Nil]

(I say just GLoG, or AMEN will have a fieldday tring to kill you)

[Ashen Lilies]

((Good point. Though I'd just like to mention that whatever happens, Khiansa is gone. It just wouldn't feel right ending his PLOT so spectacularly just to have him still there and doing mundane stuff with GLoG. Or he dies brutally. Either way, he's gone. That's sorta half the reason I introduced Kris in the first place.))

[Saint Nil]

(Aw, Khianas was cool. )

[Ashen Lilies]

((Heh. He's lucky. The original ending involved him dying brutally. Now he gets a chance at a better ending. The original ending is still there as one of the three 'good' endings though. That is, if they can be called 'good' endings. But I is revealing too much. We might not even get that far!))

[Saint Nil]

(Wow, poor Khianas)

[Ashen Lilies]

((I know, but making a hard choice between three seemingly bad endings is part of being good, no?))

((Deadtime. If Banjo comes back, Khiansa will give him the tour. He won't be much for conversation. Impending doom lack of sleep does that to you.))

[banjo1985]

Seb apprasies Khiansa and puts his palm to his lips, blowing the paper dove to the newcomers waiting hand.

"Take it you're alive then? Excellent."

Seb gives a lazy salute and follows the man around on the tour, taking in the base.

[Boo]

Seb and Khiansa run into Mr. Quinne near the end of the tour. They're in the garden since it's better than being in the kitchen.

[banjo1985]

Seb looks up at Mr Quinne and whistles under his breath.

"My my, aren't you a big one. To whom do I owe the pleasure?"

He has a quick look around the garden, finding it a little bright for his tastes. Still, he's polite enough not to comment.

[Boo]

For a little description, Mr. Quinne is basically a marrionette (or a manikin) made out of mithral. He's 6'2" and really wears no clothing. Not much point if you ain't got no junk.

...ok, that was just bad.

"I'm known as Mr. Quinne. May I know your name? Oh, and Khiansa, I'll take it from here." Just so Khiansa isn't just standing there trying to blend in with the scenery.

[banjo1985]

"Coolio's. I'm Sebastian Pewter, but please, call me Seb. I'm the first to admit it's rather stuffy."

Seb salutes to Khiansa as he leaves and grins.

"So, what's it like around here? Lay of the land as it were."

[Boo]

If you have trouble reading the text, just highlight it.

"That's a good question Mr. Pewter, er, Seb. Lots of hallways, and lots of rooms. It's big, but feels small.

Some of the people here are a bit odd, even more so than me, but I think you'll get along with everyone. Right now we're all deciding who is to be the Vice President of this place, although to be honest I have no idea what that job entails. Something about being in charge whenever Mr. Nil isn't around.

I hope you aren't the type that get's angry often. It seems to be popular here."

[banjo1985]

Seb takes this all in, laughing a little at the last comment.

"Angry? Angry I am not...takes a lot work me up Mr Quinne."

He laughs again, as if something in the question is funny to him.

"So Nil's the top guy around here then? Good to know. Vice President...well I wouldn't no about that. Do we have the right to vote? Even grennskins like me?"

[Boo]

"If you're a member, yes." He taps a tree with his foot. Not sure why, just to give him something to do and add more to this post. Maybe.

Gotta go in 30 minutes. Places to go, people to kill. Y'know, the usual.

[banjo1985]

((off in minutes myself, so no worries ))

"Ohhh democracy, how delightful!"

Seb laughs and picks a gold pocket watch from his jacket. Mr Quinne can see that it has no hands.

"Anyhow, I must go, pick out some quarters and whatnot. I have to meet someone tonight and I want to have a room first. Any process I need to go through for that?"

[Boo]

"Sounds to me like you have something special planned. I'd say you'll have a room by the time you get back. Usually its number appears on a map with your name beside it. The room should recognize you as the owner."

I'm just going to assume the map thing right now. Too little time to look it up.

@V: See ya! Off to school with me now.

[banjo1985]

"Hehe, well fancy that. Aint this the fancy place?"

Seb laughs again tips a little salute, a habit he seems to not even notice he does.

"Special....yeah, you could say that. See you around, Mr Quinne."

Seb walks off out the garden, whistling a tune under his breath. It's actually 'Fire' by the Crazy World of Arthur Brown.

((deadtiming, for a few hours at least))

[happyturtle]

((undeadtime))

Turtle is in the infirmary with Lex.

George is in the living room doing a workout video.

Susan is by the fireplace doing needlepoint.