GLoG XI: We failed our "Witty Title" check (DC 3).

[happyturtle]

"... Mr Amakirr?"

[Fan]

"Cruor of midnight astrum fulsi super mihi , quod addo unending moestitia ut meus hostilis."
Ignoring her completely Fan continues to chant the light from his blade filling the room the bodies of the labms being turned into pure blood that flowed into the blade drawn by some invisible force Susan protected by her PLOT immunity. then a new voice spoke in both susan, and fans head.
"Greetings children."

[happyturtle]

Susan steps back and clings to the door frame, completely terrified.

[Fan]

The voice speaks again as it and Fan struggle for control.
"Oh, no need to fear child. My taste for blood has been sated by this fool. thought he could use me to defeat this "Draken" charecter, A most novel idea if you ask me. I think I'll get revenge for his imprisioning of me inside this blasted blade instead."

[happyturtle]

"Who... what are you?" Susan asks.

[Fan]

The blade cackles madly for a few second before it responds.
"Why he never told you how he got a blade this powerful? Why, I'am Fanboy's mentor, and Creator Vlad Dracule First of the Vampires."

[happyturtle]

Susan faints.

[Fan]

Before she faints she will notice that Fans eyes have turned from the usual clear azure to a burning dark Crimson.
"Foolish children."
Says the blade... Then as if by a sheer act of will Fan clasps the blade with his other hand smashing a bottle of a clear golden ichor on its side shouting. "EGO redimio vestri pectus pectoris vesica of midnight astrum."
The red glow fades, and Fan runs back over to Susan seeing if she is okay.

[happyturtle]

Susan is unharmed. It was just a faint.

"Mr Amakirr?"

[Fan]

Fan helps Susan up swearing lightly under his breath.
"I'm so sorry that you had to be here for that Susan. the room was contained so that he couldn't have done any damage to the outside world. I'm so sorry Susan. I didn't want anyone to get hurt anymore than they were, and I thought that I could control him... I was cocky, and I was arrogant, and I almost got another person hurt because of it."

[happyturtle]

"I know you're only trying to find your wife. But... that thing? Did you stop it? It said it was going to kill you."

[Fan]

"That thing was Vlad Dracule. he was the first Vampire, and he is also the one who taught me just abut everything I know. I imprsioned him within bright shriek about 10,000 years ago, and thought he would be weakened enough by now for me to use him to kill Draken."

[happyturtle]

"What happened? Is he free now?"

[Fan]

"What happened? Is he free now?"

"I attempted to unbind him just enough for some of his true power to leak through. I went abit to far, and unbound him completely. what I used to rebind him was Angel's Blood. I managed to pick some up from the the Astral Deva's I got the Dragons eggs from. Anyway no, hes not free entirely... He still has a little power, but he'll never be free again."

[happyturtle]

All of this goes quite over the non-magical Susan's head.

"Then... what will you do now? How will you find Mrs Amakirr?"

[Fan]

"I'm going to have to track her the old fashioned way. The magical teleport that he used is only a day old so the residule traces should still be there. In other words I'm going to follow his trail with the Spork. Hopefully I can track him with the Artifact."

[Darkcomet]

An image of DC fades in.

I was afraid I might have to step in for a moment there.

[happyturtle]

"God be with you, Mr Amakirr. I will pray for your success," Susan says.

[Fan]

"thank you for your Blessings Susan. I have to go now though."
With that fan takes the Spork of Power off the mantle, and egins the audrious task of tracking his teleportation.

[happyturtle]

Susan leaves him to it and goes to the kitchen to make meals for everyone, since she's perfectly capable of cooking without modern appliances. This is when she discovers DC-09 in the oven.

Unable to do anything to reactivate him, she puts him in the greatroom and hopes that Czernov or Wenomir or Alexander will be along soon to repair him.

[Vespe Ratavo]

The police box appears. Vespe steps out, holding his empty hands up. It's okay, I come in peace. Seriously.

[happyturtle]

Susan sees him and steps back warily. "What do you want?"

[Fan]

He will find the Spork of power aimed at his head.
"And we tottaly have every reason to even attempt to believe you."
His voice is laced with a satrcastic tone so obvious that it would take a very smrt person to get it wrong. (smrt is intentional.)

[Darkcomet]

Image-DC sighs at being ignored and fades away.

DC-09 still just sits there, inactive.

[happyturtle]

((sudden deadtime due to arrival of niece to spend the night))

[Vespe Ratavo]

Go ahead, check me, I've got no weapons. If anyone bothers to check, Vespe's telling the truth - he's got no weapons on him.

[Fan]

((Nice location OOC. Strawberry Fields forever!))
"Fine, but I'm warning you one false move, and... well it doesn't even need to be said again. First things first WHY did you come here?!"

[Vespe Ratavo]

I've come to tell you that Turtle is alive and well, she's not being tortured or hurt in any way, physical, mental, or emotional, she's been cured of her shifter disease, and she's currently taking a nap with Lex, who's also been fully healed. Thought you might like to know.
((Thanks ))

[Fan]

I've come to tell you that Turtle is alive and well, she's not being tortured or hurt in any way, physical, mental, or emotional, she's been cured of her shifter disease, and she's currently taking a nap with Lex, who's also been fully healed. Thought you might like to know.
((Thanks ))

"Oh, yes that is prehaps the most believeable story I have ever heard. I dont doubt the physically part since our connection even if damaged would have transmitted extreme agony, but Mentally, and emotional I highly doubt. This is DRAKEN we are talking about. Even at my wedding he somehow managed to possess my wife, and deal with that whole sapphire slayer crap never actually raising a hand until the end game in which he got his ass handed to him."

[Vespe Ratavo]

If you don't want to believe it, that's your choice. I'm just a not-so-humble messenger, do with this news what you will. Vespe turns to get back into the box - if you want to stop him, now's the time.