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No one is there. This is where it all leads. The end of it. Inquisit was buried once, and he probably will be again. Last time he awoke in the City, but there's no guarantee it will be there next time.
It will just be him, alone with the nothing that's left.
Speed is on vacation and is trying convince-his depressed-ass self that today was fun even though it opened with the single most humiliating moment of his life that will haunt his dreams for years to come
Caulk Bite 6One of the multitude of Dans infesting this placeRegistered Userregular
edited August 2013
[Inquisit] [Ψ Fregdup] A:[Yen] [ ] [ ]
18/57 6/180/03/3212/162/40/00/04/40/120/00/00/0 Auto: On [Retired Detective Chief Inspector][Rational][Hard Boiled][Advanced Self-Modifying Arcanoton][Reduced Core Efficiency][Fused Torso] +[Damaged Torso]
i: Sleveless trenchcoat, fedora, cigars, built in (stealth crossbow w/ ∞ spare bolts[palm], magnifying glass, lockpicks, secure data port and cable, lighter))
"Nothing left. Alone. These are the ideas that the oppressive consciousness of this Haze damned place is trying to make me think are my own. I pull out a cigar, clip and light it. I take a few minutes to enjoy the stogie, harsh winds blowing the smoke away to mix with the other fumes of the blasted landscape."
And he does just that. After tossing the spent nub to the ash, he starts to shout "You think it's that easy? Introduce some depressing thoughts and watch me break down from sadness, or something? Sure this is thing that's gonna happen sooner or later, but it hasn't yet! Now either you step it up and give me something good, or stop putzing around and let me go!"
Samedi looks at his companions, if they have any idea on how to approach this new scene.....and Nope! they seem be perfectly fine with him dealing with this. "Ya'll is knockers on a nun. Straight Useless. I swear."
In his best sitcom affectation he hollers back "Well hi hon. I hope ya' don't mind but, brought my friends back from the home from the plant." He darts flat against the wall beside the doorway so when whom or whatever comes out and sees Dean and Merrick, Samedi can sneak behind them and into the kitchen.
Dark Red phonepost
'Shit', Irridan mutters at the smell of his blood. He keeps his hand on the engine and walks to the hatch, opening it and stepping through.
Penny steps through the front door of the police station and into a wide open room of red plastic, at the center of which is a thick hexagonal column. Robotic arms spring from the column at various points, each arm sporting a handful of holographic displays. She's barely stepped into the room when a siren blares.
Clyde inspects a low-hanging arm. Does it have buttons or some way to adjust the displays? How much weight could it support? Does it twitch when tugged, try to push him away?
The corners of Christina's mouth twitch every so slightly when she sees the room, forming a small frown for a fraction of a second.
"Okay, yeah, I get it," she says as she walks in a idly picks up a blueprint. "So this is how you're attacking us now, huh? You really think it'll work better than bullets?"
She crumples up the paper and tosses it aside. "Please. I'm better than that."
"Alright, you little shit," Kain tells the hollowness, holding it tight. "You're going to end this little charade now. What do you even want to achieve? Fighting me is useless."
He walks in the direction where he heard Christina's call come from.
size="1"][Merrick] [] A: [] [] [ ]
10/25 0/00/08/155/100/00/010/100/00/00/0 Auto: On [Draconist Pastor][Calm][Scholarly] [Pyromancer]
I:[Pastor's Mantle][Draconist Scripts]
While the magic man plays at subterfuge Merrick tries a more direct method going down the long hallway and inspecting the doors, or at least tries to find something to boost him up to reach the knobs.
As Inquisit stomps out his cigarette, the crunch of ash washes out over a landscape of smoking ruins, their edges twitching angrily. The Tower still stands in the distance, and he can just make out a fortress wall far to his left. This is not what might come, this was what was, or maybe what might have been.
The paper curls strangely, too soft in Christina's hand. The laughter rings out again, from beyond her bedroom's door, out in the hallway that curved through the house.
The arm follows Clyde's movements, making sure its holographic displays are always pointed toward him. It remains in place as he reaches toward it. The display is covered in a lot of gibberish HEXCode, coupled with flashing images that, after a moment, he pieces together as visual feeds from the downed HEXCommandos.
Kain walks through the dark for a moment before it's cut away, the world returning as he steps out into the darkless space between Irridan and the far wall. The dwarf walks past him and reaches toward the hatch, but it opens well before his hand can touch it, six components twisting silently away from each other.
Color roars through the air beyond the hatch, bright enough to sting Irridan's eyes, and nearly send Kain's extraordinary senses screaming back into the dark. A thin catwalk runs around the edge of the large spherical chamber, breaking away from the wall to spiral inward toward the hexagonal column that stands, like a miniature HEX, at the center of the room. All around the column, Colors swirl and race, motes of Red, Orange, Gold, streams of Royal Blue, streaks of Tan, and Medium Purple, so bright that it's almost unbearable.
[9%/15%] "That's nice, honey," the voice calls back to Samedi. A HEXCommando, scaled up to match the rest of the room, wearing a DarkRED apron and oven mitts, trundles out into the living room. "Just make sure you're friends leave by 8:00, we've made plans with the Johnsesonistens."
The Baron finds the kitchen to be, aside from the size, a perfectly ordinary kitchen. There's a pot of something on the stove, and scribbled pictures stuck to the fridge.
Merrick dashes down the hallway. The majority of the doors are open or at least ajar, save for the one at the far end of the hallway. A brief glance through each doorway reveals a bathroom, a couples' bedroom (with separate beds), and a stairway leading down to a basement.
It looks like a bunch of childish drawings of a DarkRED man and a bunch of randomly Colored people. In one near the bottom, there's a Red stick figure wearing what might be a jacket, shooting flames at another stick figure.
[17%/65%] Clyde gets a good ten feet up before he notices that the branches appear to be "handing" each other a display, passing it off from one to another to raise it up to Grenadier's level.
The screen has a model number in the corner, but the rest off it is taken up by a very large "offline" warning.
So, the reason I've sometimes been slow at updating recently is that last Thursday me and my girlfriend moved into an apartment together, so there's been a lot of work to do with that.
Since my computer is partially packed, it's lead to phoneposts like this!
Dark Red
Stepping onto the catwalk, the Dwarf takes a moment just to take in the view, looking for any other features of the room.
He then gets a bandage from his toolbelt and patches himself up the best that he can.
[Brother Samedi] [ Fregdup]: [Yen] [IceBERG] [] 42/428/205/204/1525/280/20/09/1017/431/11/1 Auto: On [Shadow Sorcerer][Crazy Fast][Vampire: Booze][Electrokinesis] [Broken Ribs]
i:[Hexxcom, Slick Suit (w/Flower), Pistol, Adon Island Slims, Illodo Vodka, Soul Stick
He finds himself smiling at the picture on the refrigerator even if he doesn't know why. Sammy's shadow throws back her head and cackles triumphantly.
Since he's already in the kitchen the Baron figures he might as well see if they got some giant alcohol around. Jamming his Soul Stick in the refrigerator door Samedi leans his whole weight into it in an attempt to pry the massive door open.
The room appears to be otherwise featureless - a ball of red plastic filled with a chromatic storm. As Irridan reaches for his bandages, he notices that the cuts and blood are gone, and were probably never there to begin with.
[42%/45%] With some effort, Samedi manages to get the door open. There's half a six-pack left on the bottom shelf.
Acer tries to filter the bird monster list. He needs some heavy fuckin' artillery here. Some kind of Ra-ass motherfucker. Preferably multiple Ra-ass motherfuckers.
He's also still waiting for his question to get answered or at least acknowledged come on
"Lets see what they have in the rumpus room. Hey Dean, the ruse seems to be working let's get a move on" The pastor goes down into the mysterious basement secretly hoping the shadowmancer will bring him a cold one, maybe they will have a pool table!
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Caulk Bite 6One of the multitude of Dans infesting this placeRegistered Userregular
edited August 2013
[Inquisit] [Ψ Fregdup] A:[Yen] [ ] [ ]
18/57 6/180/03/3212/162/40/00/04/40/120/0 Auto: On [Retired Detective Chief Inspector][Rational][Hard Boiled][Advanced Self-Modifying Arcanoton][Reduced Core Efficiency][Fused Torso]+[Damaged Torso]
i: Sleveless trenchcoat, fedora, cigars, built in (stealth crossbow w/ ∞ spare bolts[palm], magnifying glass, lockpicks, secure data port and cable, lighter))
"Alright, I'll bite. Senses back to full, let's see what my magic robot eyes can see." He checks for other landmarks before focusing on the fortress, looking for any distinguishing or familiar features.
Samedi opens one of the 200% larger than average beers and guzzles it down. He hopes it does something about the nasty [Broken Ribs] he got eariler from that little stunt with with Acer.
Samedi takes a long swig of the booze before spitting out the mouthful of DarkRED, liquid plastic.
Merrick and Dean both head into the basement which looks, aside from the over-sized faux-wood stairs, absolutely nothing like a basement. The room is little more than a cramped little space with flat, featureless walls, a low ceiling, a single, small podium protruding from the center of its floor. A small handle protrudes from the top of the podium.
Inquisit doesn't find much in the way of landmarks, at least, none that he recognizes. The fortress, however, he places almost immediately - it's the old keep in the business district, but it hadn't seen military occupation since the Founding War. That would make this... The pesky error floating at the edge of Inquisit's mind finally clicks into place - the ground is too far from his eyes, he's too large.
The detective is ripped from this observation by a rough hand on his shoulder.
Christina takes a few steps down the hallway before she hears a door creak slowly open. The laughter returns, followed by a low, electric hum.
The noise washes away as a hand grabs her shoulder and hauls her through the wall.
Ziggy drags Inquisit and Christina into the light around the entrance to roaring Color of the Heart. "Sorry," he says, straightening his back and taking a drag from Kain's cigarette. "Hard to smell your Color in the Dark."
Irridan traces his way across the spiral walkway, Color swirling about him, weaving through his legs as he walks. He reaches the column, and, this close, he can hear the thrum of engine within. Even with the noise storm around him, its noise is distinct, and perfectly clear.
It's a bit closer to ill-kept Cadillac than choir of angels, but, hey, what're ya gonna do.
Far above, I match eyes with Acer X and wait. I wait while his not-so-covert search of HEX's files turns up a large "Ra-Ass" bird currently serving as a hazecraft out of Avaren. After a long moment of tapping my foot, I sigh and shrug. "Fine." I walk to the edge of the platform and look down into the dark. "Though I've told you most of what I know. I don't remember anything beyond the first world. That strange little misshapen thing. Y'know, from the outside, it was segmented. Like a doodle-bug. Not the point, I suppose.
"I got tired of looking in through the skin of the world. I started to plan, you know this already. I began to build HEX before the Slates ever woke up in that dungeon. I was preparing. Testing things. I poked my toe into the water of that reality and proved pretty concretely that my presence, unaltered, sort of wreaked havoc on things. So I stripped a bunch of things out, put them into the Tower. Over time, I realized that I'd have to forgo the world thing. If I wanted to have any interaction, it would have to be out here.
"I'm working things out as I go. I don't know what I am. I don't know what you are, or where you come from. This took millennia, but it's still all been me winging it. This is all new. All different." I pause, and smile slightly, putting a hand on Acer X's shoulder. "I'll give you some info, on the house. Down there, just a few dozen feet from where Samedi is now, there's a switch. I built it into the Tower before I ever put this body together.
"You see, I had no way of knowing what effect corporealization would have on me. The vulnerabilities it might open, the side-effects it could inflict on my mind, all unknowns. So I made provisions, should I become... compromised." I lean forward. "In a little room, at the bottom of the Tower, I built an eject button."
Caulk Bite 6One of the multitude of Dans infesting this placeRegistered Userregular
edited August 2013
[Inquisit] [Ψ Fregdup] A:[Yen] [ ] [ ]
18/57 6/180/03/3212/162/40/00/04/40/120/0 Auto: On [Retired Detective Chief Inspector][Rational][Hard Boiled][Advanced Self-Modifying Arcanoton][Reduced Core Efficiency][Fused Torso]+[Damaged Torso]
i: Sleveless trenchcoat, fedora, cigars, built in (stealth crossbow w/ ∞ spare bolts[palm], magnifying glass, lockpicks, secure data port and cable, lighter))
Inquisit stands up and straightens out his hat and coat. "S'alright, kid. I was just sitting on my ash, anyway. Thanks for the redirect." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out two more cigars, holding one up for Ziggy. "Want one?"
Ok, now, is there a way to increase the bird-interest level of a nearby puddle to a level that will attract this giant godlike bird monster? Because surely a sun deity equivalent can act least give the tower a hard time.
Acer considers this new information. "And suppose I were to initiate the eject sequence. What would happen to You? Would it be lethal?"
Caulk Bite 6One of the multitude of Dans infesting this placeRegistered Userregular
edited August 2013
[Inquisit] [Ψ Fregdup] A:[Yen] [ ] [ ]
18/57 6/180/03/3212/162/40/00/04/40/120/0 Auto: On [Retired Detective Chief Inspector][Rational][Hard Boiled][Advanced Self-Modifying Arcanoton][Reduced Core Efficiency][Fused Torso]+[Damaged Torso]
i: Sleveless trenchcoat, fedora, cigars, built in (stealth crossbow w/ ∞ spare bolts[palm], magnifying glass, lockpicks, secure data port and cable, lighter)) He expertly cuts and lights the stogies, handing one off to Ziggy when he's done. "So, shall we go in, Zig? Christina?"
[Merrick] [] A: [] [] [ ]
10/25 0/00/08/155/100/00/010/100/00/00/0 Auto: On [Draconist Pastor][Calm][Scholarly] [Pyromancer]
I:[Pastor's Mantle][Draconist Scripts]
"Well lookee here! Does that look like a release to you Dean or what?"
Merrick approaches the podium and inspects it for any details on how to operate it besides "Pull"
"Hopefully Samedi finishes his tallboy soon and lends a hand in case Big Red left any more surprises down here."
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It will just be him, alone with the nothing that's left.
Speed is on vacation and is trying convince-his depressed-ass self that today was fun even though it opened with the single most humiliating moment of his life that will haunt his dreams for years to come
He's also hella sleepy
http://www.audioentropy.com/
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[Retired Detective Chief Inspector][Rational][Hard Boiled][Advanced Self-Modifying Arcanoton][Reduced Core Efficiency][Fused Torso] +[Damaged Torso]
i: Sleveless trenchcoat, fedora, cigars, built in (stealth crossbow w/ ∞ spare bolts[palm], magnifying glass, lockpicks, secure data port and cable, lighter))
"Nothing left. Alone. These are the ideas that the oppressive consciousness of this Haze damned place is trying to make me think are my own. I pull out a cigar, clip and light it. I take a few minutes to enjoy the stogie, harsh winds blowing the smoke away to mix with the other fumes of the blasted landscape."
And he does just that. After tossing the spent nub to the ash, he starts to shout "You think it's that easy? Introduce some depressing thoughts and watch me break down from sadness, or something? Sure this is thing that's gonna happen sooner or later, but it hasn't yet! Now either you step it up and give me something good, or stop putzing around and let me go!"
42/42 8/20 5/20 4/15 25/28 0/2 0/0 9/10 17/43 1/1 1/1 Auto: On
[Shadow Sorcerer][Crazy Fast][Vampire: Booze][Electrokinesis] [Broken Ribs]
i:[Hexxcom, Slick Suit (w/Flower), Pistol, Adon Island Slims, Illodo Vodka, Soul Stick
Samedi looks at his companions, if they have any idea on how to approach this new scene.....and Nope! they seem be perfectly fine with him dealing with this. "Ya'll is knockers on a nun. Straight Useless. I swear."
In his best sitcom affectation he hollers back "Well hi hon. I hope ya' don't mind but, brought my friends back from the home from the plant." He darts flat against the wall beside the doorway so when whom or whatever comes out and sees Dean and Merrick, Samedi can sneak behind them and into the kitchen.
'Shit', Irridan mutters at the smell of his blood. He keeps his hand on the engine and walks to the hatch, opening it and stepping through.
LoL EU West nickname: Irridan
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[Grenadier-Bretteur] [Hyper Reader] [Dramatic Flair] [Parkour]
[I: [Combat Jumpsuit], [Specialized Reintegration Watch], [Variable Explosives Belt], Sword-breaker, [Flash-Flare Gun], Flashbangs (2)]
Clyde begins to size up this one-room police station that for all anyone knows, only has one...support column?
Was the police station described way towards the beginning or something? There wasn't a description when Penny ran in.
[Clyde] [Φ Karsif] A: [Shit Rats (8)] [] []
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[Grenadier-Bretteur] [Hyper Reader] [Dramatic Flair] [Parkour]
[I: [Combat Jumpsuit], [Specialized Reintegration Watch], [Variable Explosives Belt], Sword-breaker, [Flash-Flare Gun], Flashbangs (2)]
Clyde inspects a low-hanging arm. Does it have buttons or some way to adjust the displays? How much weight could it support? Does it twitch when tugged, try to push him away?
16/28 6/15 0/0 6/10 5/5 0/0 18/20 5/5 0/0 0/0 Auto: On
[Action Scientist][Sexy][Resourceful][Marksmanship]
i: Combat-ready Lab Coat, Toolkit, Pistol, Tablet PC, Irradiated Hunting Rifle, Jet Pack, Hot Pants, Jenis Stellar mkI Airscooter
The corners of Christina's mouth twitch every so slightly when she sees the room, forming a small frown for a fraction of a second.
"Okay, yeah, I get it," she says as she walks in a idly picks up a blueprint. "So this is how you're attacking us now, huh? You really think it'll work better than bullets?"
She crumples up the paper and tosses it aside. "Please. I'm better than that."
[Kain Fuery] [Ψ Fregdup] A: [Yen] [] [] []
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[Senior Special Agent][Determined][Hyper Awareness] [Immortal]
i: Pistol, [Tea Shades], HEXcomm
Kain stands up.
"Alright, you little shit," Kain tells the hollowness, holding it tight. "You're going to end this little charade now. What do you even want to achieve? Fighting me is useless."
He walks in the direction where he heard Christina's call come from.
http://deicidecomic.tumblr.com/
READ MY COMIC ^^
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[Draconist Pastor][Calm][Scholarly] [Pyromancer]
I:[Pastor's Mantle][Draconist Scripts]
While the magic man plays at subterfuge Merrick tries a more direct method going down the long hallway and inspecting the doors, or at least tries to find something to boost him up to reach the knobs.
The paper curls strangely, too soft in Christina's hand. The laughter rings out again, from beyond her bedroom's door, out in the hallway that curved through the house.
The arm follows Clyde's movements, making sure its holographic displays are always pointed toward him. It remains in place as he reaches toward it. The display is covered in a lot of gibberish HEXCode, coupled with flashing images that, after a moment, he pieces together as visual feeds from the downed HEXCommandos.
Kain walks through the dark for a moment before it's cut away, the world returning as he steps out into the darkless space between Irridan and the far wall. The dwarf walks past him and reaches toward the hatch, but it opens well before his hand can touch it, six components twisting silently away from each other.
Color roars through the air beyond the hatch, bright enough to sting Irridan's eyes, and nearly send Kain's extraordinary senses screaming back into the dark. A thin catwalk runs around the edge of the large spherical chamber, breaking away from the wall to spiral inward toward the hexagonal column that stands, like a miniature HEX, at the center of the room. All around the column, Colors swirl and race, motes of Red, Orange, Gold, streams of Royal Blue, streaks of Tan, and Medium Purple, so bright that it's almost unbearable.
[9%/15%] "That's nice, honey," the voice calls back to Samedi. A HEXCommando, scaled up to match the rest of the room, wearing a DarkRED apron and oven mitts, trundles out into the living room. "Just make sure you're friends leave by 8:00, we've made plans with the Johnsesonistens."
The Baron finds the kitchen to be, aside from the size, a perfectly ordinary kitchen. There's a pot of something on the stove, and scribbled pictures stuck to the fridge.
Merrick dashes down the hallway. The majority of the doors are open or at least ajar, save for the one at the far end of the hallway. A brief glance through each doorway reveals a bathroom, a couples' bedroom (with separate beds), and a stairway leading down to a basement.
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[Shadow Sorcerer][Crazy Fast][Vampire: Booze][Electrokinesis] [Broken Ribs]
i:[Hexxcom, Slick Suit (w/Flower), Pistol, Adon Island Slims, Illodo Vodka, Soul Stick
Samedi goes to check what's scribbled on the refrigerator pictures. Bringing over a chair or stool if necessary.
26/47 7/38 0/5 2/17 3/5 2/2 0/0 0/0 2/2 4/5 0/0
[Grenadier-Bretteur] [Hyper Reader] [Dramatic Flair] [Parkour]
[I: [Combat Jumpsuit], [Specialized Reintegration Watch], [Variable Explosives Belt], Sword-breaker, [Flash-Flare Gun], Flashbangs (2)]
"Oh man."
Clyde begins to climb, brachiating between the various HEXarms checking their feeds for someone's in particular.
"Ziggy, Ziggy, Ziggy. What happened to you?"
The screen has a model number in the corner, but the rest off it is taken up by a very large "offline" warning.
Since my computer is partially packed, it's lead to phoneposts like this!
Dark Red
Stepping onto the catwalk, the Dwarf takes a moment just to take in the view, looking for any other features of the room.
He then gets a bandage from his toolbelt and patches himself up the best that he can.
LoL EU West nickname: Irridan
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[Shadow Sorcerer][Crazy Fast][Vampire: Booze][Electrokinesis] [Broken Ribs]
i:[Hexxcom, Slick Suit (w/Flower), Pistol, Adon Island Slims, Illodo Vodka, Soul Stick
He finds himself smiling at the picture on the refrigerator even if he doesn't know why. Sammy's shadow throws back her head and cackles triumphantly.
Since he's already in the kitchen the Baron figures he might as well see if they got some giant alcohol around. Jamming his Soul Stick in the refrigerator door Samedi leans his whole weight into it in an attempt to pry the massive door open.
The room appears to be otherwise featureless - a ball of red plastic filled with a chromatic storm. As Irridan reaches for his bandages, he notices that the cuts and blood are gone, and were probably never there to begin with.
[42%/45%] With some effort, Samedi manages to get the door open. There's half a six-pack left on the bottom shelf.
'Curious' he says to no one in particular and starts walking down to the pillar.
LoL EU West nickname: Irridan
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[Action Scientist][Sexy][Resourceful][Marksmanship]
i: Combat-ready Lab Coat, Toolkit, Pistol, Tablet PC, Irradiated Hunting Rifle, Jet Pack, Hot Pants, Jenis Stellar mkI Airscooter
Christina sighs in frustration.
"You know," she says to the air, "if you're gonna go rummaging through my mind, the least you could do is get to the point."
She walks out into the hallway.
that was quick.
http://deicidecomic.tumblr.com/
READ MY COMIC ^^
Acer tries to filter the bird monster list. He needs some heavy fuckin' artillery here. Some kind of Ra-ass motherfucker. Preferably multiple Ra-ass motherfuckers.
He's also still waiting for his question to get answered or at least acknowledged come on
http://www.audioentropy.com/
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[Draconist Pastor][Calm][Scholarly] [Pyromancer]
I:[Pastor's Mantle][Draconist Scripts]
"Lets see what they have in the rumpus room. Hey Dean, the ruse seems to be working let's get a move on" The pastor goes down into the mysterious basement secretly hoping the shadowmancer will bring him a cold one, maybe they will have a pool table!
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[Retired Detective Chief Inspector][Rational][Hard Boiled][Advanced Self-Modifying Arcanoton][Reduced Core Efficiency][Fused Torso]+[Damaged Torso]
i: Sleveless trenchcoat, fedora, cigars, built in (stealth crossbow w/ ∞ spare bolts[palm], magnifying glass, lockpicks, secure data port and cable, lighter))
"Alright, I'll bite. Senses back to full, let's see what my magic robot eyes can see." He checks for other landmarks before focusing on the fortress, looking for any distinguishing or familiar features.
Remind me which question that was.
I'm currently beating the hit out of dolphins down in Florida so it's kinda hard to find time to update
The siege posts in particular are taunting me
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[Shadow Sorcerer][Crazy Fast][Vampire: Booze][Electrokinesis] [Broken Ribs]
i:[Hexxcom, Slick Suit (w/Flower), Pistol, Adon Island Slims, Illodo Vodka, Soul Stick
Samedi opens one of the 200% larger than average beers and guzzles it down. He hopes it does something about the nasty
[Broken Ribs] he got eariler from that little stunt with with Acer.
Dean heads down into the basement as well because why not
I asked what the nature of th narrator's existence was, he said it was a long story, I said I've got time
http://www.audioentropy.com/
I asked what the nature of th narrator's existence was, he said it was a long story, I said I've got time
http://www.audioentropy.com/
Merrick and Dean both head into the basement which looks, aside from the over-sized faux-wood stairs, absolutely nothing like a basement. The room is little more than a cramped little space with flat, featureless walls, a low ceiling, a single, small podium protruding from the center of its floor. A small handle protrudes from the top of the podium.
Inquisit doesn't find much in the way of landmarks, at least, none that he recognizes. The fortress, however, he places almost immediately - it's the old keep in the business district, but it hadn't seen military occupation since the Founding War. That would make this... The pesky error floating at the edge of Inquisit's mind finally clicks into place - the ground is too far from his eyes, he's too large.
The detective is ripped from this observation by a rough hand on his shoulder.
Christina takes a few steps down the hallway before she hears a door creak slowly open. The laughter returns, followed by a low, electric hum.
The noise washes away as a hand grabs her shoulder and hauls her through the wall.
Ziggy drags Inquisit and Christina into the light around the entrance to roaring Color of the Heart. "Sorry," he says, straightening his back and taking a drag from Kain's cigarette. "Hard to smell your Color in the Dark."
Irridan traces his way across the spiral walkway, Color swirling about him, weaving through his legs as he walks. He reaches the column, and, this close, he can hear the thrum of engine within. Even with the noise storm around him, its noise is distinct, and perfectly clear.
It's a bit closer to ill-kept Cadillac than choir of angels, but, hey, what're ya gonna do.
Far above, I match eyes with Acer X and wait. I wait while his not-so-covert search of HEX's files turns up a large "Ra-Ass" bird currently serving as a hazecraft out of Avaren. After a long moment of tapping my foot, I sigh and shrug. "Fine." I walk to the edge of the platform and look down into the dark. "Though I've told you most of what I know. I don't remember anything beyond the first world. That strange little misshapen thing. Y'know, from the outside, it was segmented. Like a doodle-bug. Not the point, I suppose.
"I got tired of looking in through the skin of the world. I started to plan, you know this already. I began to build HEX before the Slates ever woke up in that dungeon. I was preparing. Testing things. I poked my toe into the water of that reality and proved pretty concretely that my presence, unaltered, sort of wreaked havoc on things. So I stripped a bunch of things out, put them into the Tower. Over time, I realized that I'd have to forgo the world thing. If I wanted to have any interaction, it would have to be out here.
"I'm working things out as I go. I don't know what I am. I don't know what you are, or where you come from. This took millennia, but it's still all been me winging it. This is all new. All different." I pause, and smile slightly, putting a hand on Acer X's shoulder. "I'll give you some info, on the house. Down there, just a few dozen feet from where Samedi is now, there's a switch. I built it into the Tower before I ever put this body together.
"You see, I had no way of knowing what effect corporealization would have on me. The vulnerabilities it might open, the side-effects it could inflict on my mind, all unknowns. So I made provisions, should I become... compromised." I lean forward. "In a little room, at the bottom of the Tower, I built an eject button."
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[Retired Detective Chief Inspector][Rational][Hard Boiled][Advanced Self-Modifying Arcanoton][Reduced Core Efficiency][Fused Torso]+[Damaged Torso]
i: Sleveless trenchcoat, fedora, cigars, built in (stealth crossbow w/ ∞ spare bolts[palm], magnifying glass, lockpicks, secure data port and cable, lighter))
Inquisit stands up and straightens out his hat and coat. "S'alright, kid. I was just sitting on my ash, anyway. Thanks for the redirect." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out two more cigars, holding one up for Ziggy. "Want one?"
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Ok, now, is there a way to increase the bird-interest level of a nearby puddle to a level that will attract this giant godlike bird monster? Because surely a sun deity equivalent can act least give the tower a hard time.
Acer considers this new information. "And suppose I were to initiate the eject sequence. What would happen to You? Would it be lethal?"
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Speed clicks the numbe a few times, but it doesn't seem to have an "edit" option.
Again, I shrug. "It was designed to incapacitate. I built in a 24 lockdown as well to ensure I couldn't just stand up and reconnect myself."
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[Retired Detective Chief Inspector][Rational][Hard Boiled][Advanced Self-Modifying Arcanoton][Reduced Core Efficiency][Fused Torso]+[Damaged Torso]
i: Sleveless trenchcoat, fedora, cigars, built in (stealth crossbow w/ ∞ spare bolts[palm], magnifying glass, lockpicks, secure data port and cable, lighter))
He expertly cuts and lights the stogies, handing one off to Ziggy when he's done. "So, shall we go in, Zig? Christina?"
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[Draconist Pastor][Calm][Scholarly] [Pyromancer]
I:[Pastor's Mantle][Draconist Scripts]
"Well lookee here! Does that look like a release to you Dean or what?"
Merrick approaches the podium and inspects it for any details on how to operate it besides "Pull"
"Hopefully Samedi finishes his tallboy soon and lends a hand in case Big Red left any more surprises down here."
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[Senior Special Agent][Determined][Hyper Awareness] [Immortal]
i: Pistol, [Tea Shades], HEXcomm
Kain is really glad that he's wearing shades.
The special agent walks up to the column and checks it out.
"So this it, huh. The Heart. How about that."
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