AGWW Online - Log 2003/05/31

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Sidestory: The Search for Kat

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 Asmodai (Virtual Adepts) - played by Asmodai
 Jack (Personality Fragment of MC's) - played by Fuzzy
 Kat (Personality Fragment of MC's) - played by Asmodai
 Marcello Keagan (OoH bani Thig) - played by Dingo
 Mark Hassan (Alh-I-Batin) - played by Tariq Kamal
 Moonchild Farstrider (Dreamspeakers) - played by Fuzzy
 Moira (MC's Familiar) - played by Fuzzy

 ST - Asmodai

<Mark_Hassan> and it might take a while?

NAV1 chirps happilly and appears next to MC

<Marcello_Keagan> Don't worry.. time doesn't matter.. if something doesn't kill me first, I may live forever.

<Mark_Hassan> well, you said it was possible to die here.

<MC_Farstrider> unless of course, we just use the sample as seed }:]

<MC_Farstrider> and have it umm grow normally

<Mark_Hassan> ah.

<Mark_Hassan> I can see where this is going.

<MC_Farstrider> well in his state he's kinda like Tolkein's Elves

<MC_Farstrider> immortal unless they die

<Marcello_Keagan> Exactly..

<Mark_Hassan> yes.

<Marcello_Keagan> and there is some other advantages to this state.

Asm0dai is now known as Storyteller

<MC_Farstrider> I do want to learn more about Forces and computers

<MC_Farstrider> (with a program as my bf ;))

<Mark_Hassan> (well, it puts a whole new spin into 'long-distance' relationship)

<Storyteller> (mc don't call Forces Forces... it is sort of out of character...)

<MC_Farstrider> I wonder if teora can uplink you, like she does for Hanni?

<Marcello_Keagan> (For me it isn't...)

<Marcello_Keagan> Yes, she can do that..

<Marcello_Keagan> But then I'd just be a plain.... hmm.. I think I've watched too much Startrek..

Mark_Hassan laughs

<Marcello_Keagan> But I've got an idea, that might just work..

MC_Farstrider listens

<Marcello_Keagan> You remember that holographic doctor on board of Voyager ?

<MC_Farstrider> yes

<Mark_Hassan> that somewhat camp man?

<Mark_Hassan> yes.

<Marcello_Keagan> You also remember he had some device that allowed him to walk around the ship, and do things ordinary humans also can do ?

<Marcello_Keagan> Perhaps someone could build a thing like that..

<MC_Farstrider> say -- maybe ACy could build you a prortable projector

<Mark_Hassan> hmm.

<Marcello_Keagan> It would be fun for some things..

<Mark_Hassan> it might not give you as much freedom as you want, though.

MC_Farstrider thinks back to the night of her "party" ;)

<Mark_Hassan> I mean, would it work outside of AC's ship?

<MC_Farstrider> thew doctor used it all over know space

<Marcello_Keagan> Well..ehrm.....MC... stop thinking that.. we could also do that in here... I already... stumbled upon... well... one of those places....

<Storyteller> (probably not... the moment someoen shorted you or discovered you were holo you'd get hit by a ton of Paradox... :))

Marcello_Keagan turns red

<Mark_Hassan> (Storyteller: that's what I'm saying)

<Mark_Hassan> um. hmm. right.

<Marcello_Keagan> (Yes I know Storyteller.. but it's still fun... and in space a lot of things go better than on Earth)

<Mark_Hassan> what brings you two over to the DW?

<Mark_Hassan> I mean, right now.

MC_Farstrider sighs

<Marcello_Keagan> I live here.

<MC_Farstrider> "The Search for Kat" to borrow again from startrek

<Mark_Hassan> I know, Marcello. And, who?

Asm0dai enters the Web... he seems to be searching for someone...

<MC_Farstrider> hmms -- Spock put his Spirit into McCoy then when his body was resurrected by the Genisi planet the Vulcans put him back in his own body

<Marcello_Keagan> Query not recognized. Rephrase. *Best robot voice*

Asm0dai goes to the bar, and asks areound for Marcello... or MC...

<Mark_Hassan> I think real life isn't like Star Trek, MC.

MC_Farstrider thinks where is a Will there us a Way

Asm0dai finds out that they are in the Zeppelin Deck, and chnages his suit to a proper groomed White suit, and shortens his hair, loosing the ponytail... he lraves the shades and heads towards the Zeppelin Deck...

<Mark_Hassan> (and there be Paradox to Pay, too)

<Mark_Hassan> oh. hello, Asmodai.

MC_Farstrider does not think restoring the natural order is Paradoxical at all

Asm0dai notices the group, and heads towars them...

<Asm0dai> Hello all...

<MC_Farstrider> Hello Asmo

<Marcello_Keagan> The natural order... well the moment I ended up here, I stopped believing in that things...

Asm0dai remains standing...

<Marcello_Keagan> Greetings Cryptkeeper *BIG GRIN*

MC_Farstrider continues to fret of Kat

<Asm0dai> (you have been reading too much Digital Web 2.0 it seems to me... that is not a name a Thiggy liek you would know :))

<MC_Farstrider> err over

Mark_Hassan thinks of EC Comic's Cryptkeeper, and says:

<Mark_Hassan> He looks a little fresh for the Cryptkeeper, Marce.

Asm0dai seems to ignore Marcellos remark...

<Marcello_Keagan> (Hell, they say it to the old guys in public.... and mostly not get "twipped" for it)

<Asm0dai> I see we have the hanger on kid here...

Asm0dai looks at Mark grinning...

Mark_Hassan shrugs.

<Marcello_Keagan> Well I've been hanging around here for quite some time... the lingo kinda sticks..

<Asm0dai> Though I am not sure if you want him in on... MC's problem...

<Mark_Hassan> I was from Bogarts. They had an audition for me.

<Mark_Hassan> I came in here, and Marcello waved me over. What was I going to do, be rude to him?

<MC_Farstrider> Ma: can you sense anything on your/our link?

<Marcello_Keagan> Yes, I still can.

<Asm0dai> ... I am here to inform you about Kat... the feel web Han and I dropped came to fruitition...

<Marcello_Keagan> hmm ?

Mark_Hassan has no idea what the lot of you are talking about.

<Asm0dai> we have someone that looks quite similar to MC in one of the sectors... she was seen wandering there 13 hours ago...

Mark_Hassan shrugs.

<Marcello_Keagan> 13 hours... thats a long time...

<Storyteller> Not that long...

<Asm0dai> Not that long...

<Asm0dai> I believe she may still be in the general area...

<Asm0dai> unfortunately I cannot join you... you will have to head after her yourselves...

<Asm0dai> I have some... duties to attend to in 12 minutes...

Mark_Hassan wonders why he said '12 minutes' as opposed to something more vague.

<Marcello_Keagan> Where is this sector located ??

<Asm0dai> I will give you the location... though you will need to take care of it... if you manage to miss her, I still have the feelers outside...

<Asm0dai> So yu may catch her yet...

<Marcello_Keagan> any dangerous sectors you know of closeby ?

<Asm0dai> ... not that much... but it is quite far out... those places were formatted a long time ago... and since the last whiteout most of them weren't put back up properly...

<Asm0dai> I really don't know what you will find there... but if you get into trouble bail out.. .and wait for the cavalry...

Mark_Hassan is completely lost at sea now.

<Marcello_Keagan> okay..what's the pressing business you have

<Asm0dai> ... though I am not sure do you want to take this self proclaimed n00b with you...

<Asm0dai> ...that is not your concern... suffice to say I will not be in the Web for a while...

<Mark_Hassan> I have no idea what's going on. Asmo, I may be a newb, but I'm no idiot.

<Asm0dai> Yes... but the problem is this is quite a private thing... and I am not sure are you to be trusted with something like that...

<Mark_Hassan> I'm not going to jump in without a damn good reason.

<Asm0dai> Anyway... it is your choice marcello...

<Asm0dai> and Mc's of course

<Mark_Hassan> hell, I'm not even sure what the hellyou guys are talking about.

<Asm0dai> it is her we are talking about here...

<Marcello_Keagan> Well if Mark here wants to join us in the search for a person..

<Asm0dai> Anyway I gotta run...

<Asm0dai> I wish you luck... inform me on the standad data drop on your success...

<Asm0dai> and don't try to be a hero... if you get into nastiness... get out...

<Asm0dai> ...you still aren't quite ready to survive here...

<Mark_Hassan> geez.

<Asm0dai> ...you still aren't quite ready to survive here...

Asm0dai seems to look at MArcello and MC

<MC_Farstrider> can someone fill me in

<Asm0dai> and Marcello... do care about whiteouts and backlash...

<Marcello_Keagan> Asmo found Kat in a sector.

<MC_Farstrider> I was lost from when Asmo arrived

<Mark_Hassan> Or "someone like you"

<Marcello_Keagan> He can't help us look, he gave me the coordinates.

<Asm0dai> you are quite in a world of hurt if you messed up...

<Marcello_Keagan> We are to try and find her and bail if stuff seems dangerous..

<MC_Farstrider> ok

<Asm0dai> >r 3

<MC_Farstrider> NAVI can you give me a route to the coordinates?

<Asm0dai> (okay no dice bot... won' be needing it much anyway)

<Marcello_Keagan> Mark, we are going to search for a person who looks just like MC.

<Marcello_Keagan> Care to help ?

<Mark_Hassan> well, all right. but why do you need me around anyway?

<Marcello_Keagan> (roll x d10)

Asm0dai nods to them and turns around... soon leaving through the huge laquered doors...

<Marcello_Keagan> Stay here if you want... it was an invitation.. not a request..

<Marcello_Keagan> MC care to go ?

<MC_Farstrider> (Marc don't you have a copy of the script?)

<MC_Farstrider> of course

<Marcello_Keagan> (I've got my own script.. type roll x d10)

Marcello_Keagan will do a trick though..

Marcello_Keagan is now known as d1ng0

<MC_Farstrider> roll 4 d10

d1ng0 --> "MC_Farstrider rolls 4#d10 and gets 10, 8, 8, 1."

<MC_Farstrider> ok

<MC_Farstrider> I asked NAVI for a route

Marcello_Keagan has joined #agww

Mark_Hassan considers joining Marce and MC.

NAV1 chirps and overlays the table with a holographic grid display...

d1ng0 is now known as d10bot

<MC_Farstrider> can you follow this map?

Marcello_Keagan looks at the holograhipc grid..

NAV1 continues over the display to cut pieces of the web into sectors... soon the map rotates and in 3d shows the Demise entry... at least the one that looks liek the entryway to a Las Vegas Casino

<Marcello_Keagan> (thats the point we should leave from ?)

Marcello_Keagan memorizes the map.

<Storyteller> You notice that he maps seems to create a small holographic dotted line that seems to go somewhere away from the Demise...

<MC_Farstrider> I gues we follow the dotted-line ?

<Mark_Hassan> pleasant. outside the Demise.

<Storyteller> (what did you expect? Kat to wait for you in a room in the Demise ?)

<Marcello_Keagan> Yes, shall we go

<Mark_Hassan> (Storyteller: why, yes)

<MC_Farstrider> ok - we go

<Mark_Hassan> (;))

<Mark_Hassan> Hmm. Do you need my company then, Marc?

<Marcello_Keagan> Need ? No.. Not really.. but I would mind if you accompanied us..

<Marcello_Keagan> (wouldn't)

<Mark_Hassan> hmm? so that I don't tell anyone else about Asmo's findings?

NAV1 happily chirps and lands on MC's shoulder... still projecting the map on the table...

<d10bot> I don't care who you tell about Asmo's findings.. we are just going to look for someone who looks like MC.

<Mark_Hassan> well, all right, then.

<Mark_Hassan> (don't worry about it)

<Marcello_Keagan> Shall we leave and see where we end up ? Lets just follow the dotted line, to where X marks the location of our treasure....

<Mark_Hassan> ...and hope there aren't any pirates.

Marcello_Keagan goes to where the dotted line starts..

<Storyteller> (does anyone here remember what happened the last time we went on a treasure hunt ;))

<Marcello_Keagan> (no, I wasn't in the game back then)

Mark_Hassan follows Marcello

<Storyteller> (MC was :))

<Marcello_Keagan> (MC ?)

<MC_Farstrider> (oh umm the bracelets)

<MC_Farstrider> yes I'm here

<Marcello_Keagan> MC ?? Are you coming too /

<MC_Farstrider> of course \

<MC_Farstrider> you know I need Kat

<Mark_Hassan> who is this 'Kat'?

<Marcello_Keagan> Her missing alter ego.

<Mark_Hassan> 'alter ego'?

<MC_Farstrider> its a bit complicated

<Mark_Hassan> right.

<Marcello_Keagan> It's complicated..

<MC_Farstrider> good description though :)

<Mark_Hassan> I think I'll wait for a time for a proper explanation, then.

<MC_Farstrider> me thinks again about "The Search for Kat"

Marcello_Keagan changes his outfit to a pair of jeans, a plaid shirt and hiking boots.

<Storyteller> As you head outisde the Zeppelin deck, NAVI turns into a small 3d gree narrow pointing the general direction of the location Asmo provided...

Mark_Hassan changes into a tunic, white shirt, jeans and hiking boots, as well as a backpack slung over his shoulder.

MC_Farstrider likes the outfit, and ciopies it

<Mark_Hassan> sorry, I mean't vest.

<Mark_Hassan> (not tunic)

Mark_Hassan (has forgotten what a tunic looks like)

<MC_Farstrider> (thats marc not mark)

NAV1 complies to MC's choice and gnerates the garments...

<Marcello_Keagan> (ehrm asmo.. she copies my appearance :))

NAV1 creats a small display in front of MC... will we find means of transport or head on our own?

Marcello_Keagan has heard something about mass transit around here..

<MC_Farstrider> NAVI: information request... is there a "mass transit" like way to get us the sector where the subject is located?

<Storyteller> (there is no mass transit... and Dingo, MC cannot create clothes of her own accord... and you are getting the most basic clothes...)

NAV1 flashes a red NO

<MC_Farstrider> I guess we walk then

<Mark_Hassan> so we'll have to hike it there?

<Marcello_Keagan> (Storyteller.. changing appearance is really easy in the DW....even sleepers can do that..)

Mark_Hassan shrugs, and conjures a walking stick.

<Mark_Hassan> everyone all right?

<Storyteller> (yes... with a int + computer roll :))

<Marcello_Keagan> Yes, lets just walk..

<Mark_Hassan> lead the way.

NAV1 shows MC A schematic of a some sort of a hover platform...

<MC_Farstrider> (is there a reason my MC can't then?)

<MC_Farstrider> (why)

Mark_Hassan looks at the hover platform, and goes, "hmm."

<Storyteller> (becasue I wish to avoid rolsl as much as possible... an you have NAVBI anyway to do it for you...)

NAV1 seems to be waiting for some sort of anwser from MC...

<MC_Farstrider> (the only way MC can learn is to do things and its not reasonable to not let her try to learn)

<d10bot> Where is that MC ?

<Marcello_Keagan> (and MC, I can get along with ST wanting to have as little die-rolls as possible)

<Mark_Hassan> at the back there, looking at that floating schematic.

<Mark_Hassan> it's some kind of hovering platform. looks pretty interesting.

NAV1 creats a question mark in front of MC

<NAV1> (MC you got the clothes Navi deals with that...)

<Marcello_Keagan> Where is that platform MC ?

Mark_Hassan points at the schematic.

<Mark_Hassan> Not yet built. Wanna give it a whirl?

<MC_Farstrider> (I fear he's going to run out of power and then since you wont let her do for herself we'll have to quit till it can recharge

<MC_Farstrider> while she is actively trying to do new and different things)

NAV1 creats a small holo display in front of MC... in the upper right corner is the platform rotating, next to it seems to runnign code in a language you never saw before... and there seem to be soem sort of buttons I nthe lower rigth corner...

<NAV1> (well you DO need to learn to micromanage NAVI... it is your pick what it can do and when... if you use it as little as possible there are 4 hours... and otherwise there is less... I depends on the effort how little)

<MC_Farstrider> (are the bottons marked?)

<Mark_Hassan> (besides, if NAV1 fails, there's still us. It's not you're on your own)

<Storyteller> (one seems to be a yes button... the other is a cancel button)

<MC_Farstrider> Marc input?

<Storyteller> (of course... AKt is the self reliant one... no?)

<MC_Farstrider> (has no idea what NAVI is tryuing to say)

<Mark_Hassan> (Storyteller: Who?)

<d10bot> I think he's asking wether you want to platform or not..

<MC_Farstrider> (me tries to puzzle out the language with liguistings and int)

<d10bot> The language is probably the code of this hover platform..

<MC_Farstrider> roll 6 d10

d10bot --> "MC_Farstrider rolls 6#d10 and gets 10, 8, 6, 3, 3, 4."

<Storyteller> Nope you don't have a clue what it is...

<MC_Farstrider> push yes

<Storyteller> (dingo do you want me to kick MArcello or are you gonna play Marcello? :)

<Marcello_Keagan> huh ?

<Marcello_Keagan> (ACK)

<Storyteller> (Thank you :))

<MC_Farstrider> (what if abnything happens)>?

<Mark_Hassan> (we'll cross the bridge when we get there)

<Marcello_Keagan> Don't worry too much MC.

NAV1 removes the holoscreen, and the small arrow turns into NAVI... it twirls around creatigna wireframe... as the wiereframe is created in mid air, there seems to be code flutterign across it...

<Marcello_Keagan> If Asmodai's information is right this will be something like a walk through the Rockies..

NAV1 twirls faster and faster around the wireframe creating texture...

<Mark_Hassan> wonderful.

<Mark_Hassan> pretty good work, this. what is it?

Mark_Hassan points to NAV1

<Marcello_Keagan> It's a Geomid.

NAV1 continues even faster and creates comfortbale mats and cushions on the platform... the platfrom is about 10x5 meters...

<Mark_Hassan> a wha?

Mark_Hassan looks confused.

<Marcello_Keagan> A techno-spirit.

<MC_Farstrider> Geomid is a type if Weaver Spirit

<Mark_Hassan> right. techno-spirit. I'll keep that in mind.

NAV1 finnaly seems to settle in glowing brightly right into the mat... in the center of the mat there is a small screen with data scrolling across it...

<Mark_Hassan> so...

Mark_Hassan gestures towards MC, bowing politely.

<Mark_Hassan> After you, madame.

<MC_Farstrider> me walks to the screen and looks at it

Marcello_Keagan follows MC...

Mark_Hassan jumps on the platform, and finds a seat...

<MC_Farstrider> (whats it say)

<MC_Farstrider> hello?

Marcello_Keagan sits down

mc2 has joined #agww

NAV1 waits for all of them to settle and then suddenlylunges forwars with frantic speed... strangely the cushions seem to prevent any inertia from affecting you... you onyl feel the speed in your hair...

<NAV1> ("HAIR"

<MC_Farstrider> I guess its transportation

<MC_Farstrider> (me thinks a tech magic carpet?)

<Mark_Hassan> Pretty quick... I wonder why our faces aren't distorted by the winds?

<Marcello_Keagan> Because there is no wind.

<Mark_Hassan> very matrix-y, Marce.

<Marcello_Keagan> There is only wind, if the creator of the sector wants there to be wind.

<Mark_Hassan> I get it now, all right. So where are we going again?

MC_Farstrider pays attention to the mapping display and whee we are on it

<Marcello_Keagan> Somewhere way out there..

<Mark_Hassan> right. been out here often?

<Marcello_Keagan> Not that often.

<Mark_Hassan> Mmm.

<MC_Farstrider> (/me remembers the ride to the moon)

<Marcello_Keagan> You ?

<Mark_Hassan> once, really. my first time in here, I appeared in a... sector, was it?

<Mark_Hassan> anyway. a sector outside the Demise.

<MC_Farstrider> (sectors appear to be mini-realms, at least to MC)

<d10bot> Yes.

<Marcello_Keagan> Yes

<Marcello_Keagan> (darn)

<Storyteller> The background seems to swirl around you changing fast...

<MC_Farstrider> (/me wonders if the committee will be adding "Wrong Windows Syndrom" to DSM-IVr?)

<Storyteller> There seems to be a swirling of code, color, and graphics around you...

<Mark_Hassan> (yeah, okay)

Mark_Hassan sits down in silence for a bit.

<Mark_Hassan> (afk, guys)

MC_Farstrider pays attention to the mapping display and where we are on it

<Mark_Hassan> (back)

<Storyteller> Suddenly there seems to be huge rise aroud you... there are places that you see mto be crashing into...

Mark_Hassan swears.

Marcello_Keagan pays attention for anyone that might follow us.

<Storyteller> The paltform seems to move to the left and right...

<Storyteller> and next to you the thigns whizz fast...

<Storyteller> This little thing seems to really know how to control eve nat these speeds...

<NAV1> You are werving left and right... up and down...and all aroudn yo uthere seem to be large pieces of scenery looming aroudn you,and in front of you... yet the little Platfrom heads on...

<Mark_Hassan> I have GOT to get one of these things.

Marcello_Keagan sits back and relaxes a bit

Marcello_Keagan (has quite a headache at the moment due to severe heat, so sorry if things don't go as fast as planned)

<Mark_Hassan> (Marcello_Keagan: Don't sweat on it. I'm all sore from my shopping yesterday)

Marcello_Keagan (taps his foot impatiently)

<Mark_Hassan> (You ain't the only one. What's keeping you up, Asmo?)

<Storyteller> (i am doing soemthing here... jsut pretend thet scenery is whizzing above your heads... I will be rigth back :))

Mark_Hassan (sighs)

<Marcello_Keagan> (that helped.. put my head under a very cold shower)

<Mark_Hassan> (Marcello_Keagan: NOT a good idea. Take a painkiller, you.)

<Marcello_Keagan> (Did that already an hour ago.. head still hurts..)

<Mark_Hassan> (Marcello_Keagan: Geez. My condolences. It's not daytime over there is it?)

<Marcello_Keagan> (Nope.. it's 23:36 here)

<Mark_Hassan> (Marcello_Keagan: Whoah. Okay. And it was hot there too, huh?)

<Storyteller> (back... sorry about this)

Mark_Hassan shrugs at Storyteller

<Storyteller> As the scenery seems to get shape you notice that you must be slowing down...

<Mark_Hassan> Well, that's a relief. Do you know where we are, Marce?

<Marcello_Keagan> No clue.. ask the Navi

<Mark_Hassan> Uh. Hmm, all right.

Mark_Hassan looks somewhat uncertain.

<Mark_Hassan> Hello, Nav1.

Mark_Hassan waves uncertainly at Nav1

<MC_Farstrider> NAVI: please display location on the map

Mark_Hassan goes, 'hmm'.

<Mark_Hassan> friendly little fellow.

Marcello_Keagan laughs

<Storyteller> As the hover panel slows down you notice that you seem to be in a dark area that hasa a darkned sky... the sector has obvisouly been blown up yb the Whiteout... there are scarps and pieces of metal all aroudn the place... as you are lose to stopping you notice in the distance a huge sink like platform...

NAV1 chirps and stops running code and presents somethign that looks like a fragamented disk... there is a smal larrow flashinfg and all the sourroundign parts are marked as corrupt...

<Mark_Hassan> friendly little place. And the Adepts called the DW the 'hope of the future', did they?

<Mark_Hassan> damn, I'd like to see what their nightmares are like.

<MC_Farstrider> (you'd really rather not)

<Mark_Hassan> (was being sarcastic, silly :))

<Storyteller> This is obviously a sector that has taken a lot of damage... wht is odd is that the "sink" shape seems to go towards ground... and the closer it gets the thicker it gets... (like a hourglass with its down part smalelr then the up part)

<Storyteller> (actually this is a VA nightmare)

<MC_Farstrider> Marc can you pick up any activity on the link?

<Storyteller> (nope...)

<Marcello_Keagan> With Kat ?

<MC_Farstrider> yes

<Marcello_Keagan> I have no connection with Kat..

<MC_Farstrider> *sighs*

NAV1 slows down and lanbds above a small clearing that isn't covered totally in pieces of scrap...

<Marcello_Keagan> Corrupted Sectors are bad..

NAV1 chirps happily...

<Marcello_Keagan> Don't try any tricks..

<Mark_Hassan> paradox?

<Marcello_Keagan> Thank you Navi.

<Marcello_Keagan> No.. whatever trick you do will be corrupted somehow..

<MC_Farstrider> (me would like to save the program for this creation)

<Mark_Hassan> hmm. you think we shouldn't use any sensory tricks, then?

<Mark_Hassan> we might be able to find a direction, at any rate.

<Mark_Hassan> or we could use Nav1

<Marcello_Keagan> No tricks, we just have to find her the old fashioned way.

<MC_Farstrider> yes: Navi is not magick

<Mark_Hassan> or at least, if anything happens, it would happen to Nav1.

<Marcello_Keagan> When did I mentioned magic, I said, no tricks..

<NAV1> (Navi has it stored in it.. it is one of the thousands of templates it came with... the stuffi wrote down are jsut the more common stuff it does... it is just that stuff like this takes a lot from it)

<Storyteller> (it is so nice when there are no Web trained people here to tell you what is exactly with this sector :))

<Mark_Hassan> Marcello_Keagan: You better make yourself clear, Marc. No tricks, but yes to magic?

<Marcello_Keagan> Magic is a trick too.

<Marcello_Keagan> Just be yourself and very carefull.

Mark_Hassan shrugs.

<Mark_Hassan> well, all right: but now what?

<MC_Farstrider> (me tries carefully listening [perception+alertness] {keen senses}

<MC_Farstrider> trying to see if she is calling out for help, or any other noises

<Storyteller> (no need for a roll)

<Storyteller> There only seems to be a soft hush of wind... and uttor devoidness of all other sound

<Mark_Hassan> I'm tempted to see if there are any minds here.

<Storyteller> (be my guest...)

<Mark_Hassan> (Hold on. Opinions, guys?)

<MC_Farstrider> NAVI: is this the sector the corrindates pointed to? [yes/no]

<Storyteller> (actualyl Mark you have to chosoe your own... noone here actualyl know what they are talking about... for that you needed Han or Asmo...)

<Mark_Hassan> (Nonetheless. I still would like an opinion)

<Storyteller> (you are askign for an opinion as a player... ask in character...)

<Storyteller> ( I will not give you knowledge that you are yet to learn :))

NAV1 bleeps and creats a small holofield in front of MC displaying that you are in the general location where your lookalike was seen..

<Mark_Hassan> (wait, hold on. I did ask for an opinion. up there. I'll make it explicit, anyway)

<Mark_Hassan> Hmm. Marcello. D'you think it's a good idea if we used our 'tricks' to checkout the area?

<Storyteller> (well ask them then...)

<MC_Farstrider> I don't know enough about the "rules" to be of much help

<Marcello_Keagan> Well you can try if you want..

<Mark_Hassan> all right. don't mind me, boys.

<Mark_Hassan> {Mind 1, Corr 1 effect: search for mind. Rolling 4 dice, Arete Roll}

<Mark_Hassan> roll 4 d10

d10bot --> "Mark_Hassan rolls 4#d10 and gets 4, 6, 9, 8."

Mark_Hassan closes his eyes, and silently concentrates.

<Mark_Hassan> (tap, tap, tap, Storyteller :) Don't leave us hangin')

<Storyteller> Mark as you extend you perceptions you feel the emptiness of the area... but there seems to be somethig nin the distance that flashed shortly... it was in the general direction of the sink liek shape...

<Mark_Hassan> There's something in that sink-like... thing.

<Mark_Hassan> I'm not too sure what it was. It just... flashed so quickly.

<MC_Farstrider> I guess we have to go look then\

<Mark_Hassan> no choice.

<Mark_Hassan> Marce?

<Mark_Hassan> Marce? Are you all right?

<Marcello_Keagan> (sorry went for fresh air)

<Mark_Hassan> (NP)

<Marcello_Keagan> We could look..

<MC_Farstrider> ok

Mark_Hassan walks cautiously towards the sink.

<MC_Farstrider> (me continues to use her keen senses to look for both Kat and anmy possible problems)

<Storyteller> The ground is relativley solid... but your sorroundigns truly are warped and bizzare...

Marcello_Keagan will follow MC and Mark closely..

<NAV1> As you move from the hover platfrom it dissapears and NAvi appears next to MC)

<Mark_Hassan> MC, ask NAV1 to alert us if anything screwy happens.

<MC_Farstrider> (me thinks of Wolverines sniffing the air)

<Mark_Hassan> (surely not :) that seems a little out-of-theme for MC, don't you think?)

<MC_Farstrider> NAVI: please save that program, (for later use), and let me know if anything out of the ordinary happens

<MC_Farstrider> (whta using the Gifts the Goddess gave her??)

<Mark_Hassan> (well, no. I was thinking more of how hairy Wolverine was)

<Storyteller> (nothing :))

d10bot (shudders)

<Storyteller> (i wouldn't relly on normal senses here anyway)

<Mark_Hassan> (If you insist)

<Storyteller> (dingo I jsut had a vision... of Marcello and Wolverin in bed... naked... you really need to get your head examined

:))

<MC_Farstrider> (me thinks: Lions and Tigers and Bears, Oh My!)

<Marcello_Keagan> (Marcello wouldn't mind actually)

<Mark_Hassan> I'm going to take a look at the sink, guys.

<Marcello_Keagan> Be carefull.

<Storyteller> (oh geez... so you are into smelly hairy kanucks? :))

Marcello_Keagan scans the terrain around the sink.. looking for any movement.

<Mark_Hassan> {Mind 1, Forces 1, Corr 2: Sensory Magic. Arete roll, 4 Dice}

<Mark_Hassan> roll 4 d10

d10bot --> "Mark_Hassan rolls 4#d10 and gets 4, 1, 10, 4."

<Mark_Hassan> (I certainly hope THAT was a failure)

<Storyteller> (it was a failure...)

<Mark_Hassan> (thank god. so what happens?)

<Storyteller> (nothing)

<Mark_Hassan> Bugger. Something's screwing around with my senses. Marce, anything you can see?

Mark_Hassan is at the edge of that sink-like thing, now, unless the ST says otherwise.

<MC_Farstrider> Marc: how would I do shifting of vision here (life1,corr2) here ?\

<Storyteller> (the sink like thing is REALLY far... yo uwill need to walk for a while)

<Storyteller> (you wouldn't MC...

<Mark_Hassan> (so Mark is still walking. how's our progress?)

<Storyteller> (no life in the web... )

Marcello_Keagan take a small moment to make a good top-down view of this sector. For that he codes an ordinary scrying spell with a holographic screen projected from a crystal ball as the point of origins. This thing is supposed to be able to move around.

<MC_Farstrider> (so what corr2+forces1? corr2+mind1?)

<Storyteller> The ground is pocked with holes and the place really lokks liek it is in dire need of repaor...

<Marcello_Keagan> (Would probably be a correspondence 2+forces 1 effect)

<Marcello_Keagan> (With Prime 2)

<Storyteller> (Corr 2, Forces 3, Prime 2)

<Marcello_Keagan> (Can do, but why Forces 3 ?)

<Storyteller> (Force creation...)

<Storyteller> (anyway you need to make me a int + computer first)

<Marcello_Keagan> (I need some output...it's just an ordinary scrying device)

<Storyteller> (or it is gonan be vulgar)

<Marcello_Keagan> roll 5 d10

d10bot --> "Marcello_Keagan rolls 5#d10 and gets 1, 9, 7, 9, 9."

<Marcello_Keagan> (2 or 3 suxxesses)

<Storyteller> (marcello... 4 dice your arete is still 4)

<Marcello_Keagan> (this is the computer roll)

<Storyteller> (okay then you may proceed)

<Marcello_Keagan> roll 4 d10

d10bot --> "Marcello_Keagan rolls 4#d10 and gets 2, 5, 2, 6."

<Marcello_Keagan> (just a signle success)

<Storyteller> As you code and try to apply your new found knowledge yo useem to create the orv... but is suddenyl fizzles and dissapears...

<Mark_Hassan> tch. That's a shame. You all right, Marce?

<Marcello_Keagan> Yes, I'm alright..

<mc2> NAVI: Can you display a view of the "sink" object from above it looing down?

Marcello_Keagan shouts "KAT !!"

<Mark_Hassan> Whoah, whoah. Marce, don't do that. We don't know if we're alone.

<Marcello_Keagan> Then you disconnect and I run.

<Mark_Hassan> Like I'd leave you here.

NAV1 writes... Only if I move to the locvation above it...

<Marcello_Keagan> It seems like a sandglass ?

<Mark_Hassan> hmm.

<Marcello_Keagan> timeglass

<Storyteller> You notice how Dingo's shout seems to Echo eearily acrosss the whole place...

<mc2> we continue to walk toward the thing

<Mark_Hassan> hour-glass.

<Mark_Hassan> hmm.

<Marcello_Keagan> don't hover above it..

<Storyteller> (hourglass... but only visually)

<Marcello_Keagan> It may be that the whole sector there is "sunk"

<Storyteller> Kaaat.... aaat....aaaat....aat....at....T....

<Mark_Hassan> freaky echo.

<Mark_Hassan> hmm.

<Mark_Hassan> I wonder how sound works here?

<Mark_Hassan> I'm going to take an acoustic reading of this whole place. Just to see if there are any anomalies on energy and stuff.

<Storyteller> The echo can still be heard.. .though faintly...

<Mark_Hassan> {Force mapping: Forces 1, Corr 2. Arete Roll: 4. That all right, Storyteller?}

<NAV1> (yep)

<Mark_Hassan> (basically, I want to generate a map that shows how forces interact within the whole area.)

<Mark_Hassan> roll 4 d10

d10bot --> "Mark_Hassan rolls 4#d10 and gets 8, 6, 1, 7."

<Mark_Hassan> what, two suxx?

<Mark_Hassan> (that was OOC)

Marcello_Keagan starts to walk towards the hour-glass hole..

mc2 continues walking (ever listening an watching)

<Storyteller> You feel your conciusness going around the place enveloping everything... you feel electrosn whizzing through the structure of the place... as your sight goes onwards... you notice that there seems to be a huge disonnace where the sink seems to be...

<Mark_Hassan> (dissonance? forces dissonance?)

<Storyteller> (you cannot pin it... is seems to be really odd... it is like nothing you ever saw before)

<Mark_Hassan> Something weird on the sink, guys. It's bending the energy around it.

<Mark_Hassan> (how large an area, ST?)

<Storyteller> (you feel that the sink may actualyl be huge...)

Marcello_Keagan is already en route to the sink.

<Marcello_Keagan> (I'll stop when things really turn nasty)

<Storyteller> (okay I will be needing a perception + awarness from each of you...

Mark_Hassan is, too, but begins to count subconsciously in his mind, trying to get a fix on the place...

mc2 continues walking (ever listening an watching)

<Mark_Hassan> {Corr 1 effect: sense corr anomalies. Arete roll, 4}

<Mark_Hassan> roll 4 d10

d10bot --> "Mark_Hassan rolls 4#d10 and gets 8, 8, 2, 5."

<Storyteller> (wait)

<Mark_Hassan> (all right)

<Storyteller> (you cna forget that roll... I told you to wait)

<Storyteller> (okay I will be needing a perception + awarness from each of you...)

<Mark_Hassan> (waiting, waiting)

<Mark_Hassan> rold 7 d10

<mc2> roll 6 d10

d10bot --> "mc2 rolls 6#d10 and gets 10, 1, 6, 5, 2, 2."

<Mark_Hassan> roll 7 d10

d10bot --> "Mark_Hassan rolls 7#d10 and gets 7, 2, 2, 7, 4, 2, 7."

<Marcello_Keagan> roll 5 d10

d10bot --> "Marcello_Keagan rolls 5#d10 and gets 4, 9, 1, 2, 5."

<Marcello_Keagan> (nothing)

<Mark_Hassan> (3 suxx)

<Mark_Hassan> (assuming diff 6, of course)

<mc2> 1 if diff 6

<Mark_Hassan> (ST?)

Mark_Hassan (is all tense and anxious ^_^)

Marcello_Keagan (loves painkillers, cold water on his head, feet in a tub, cool water drink)

<Mark_Hassan> (LoL, geez dingo.)

<Storyteller> Dingo you fall to the floor... you feel dizzy there si somethign strnage with this place (1 level of bashing damage)

<Marcello_Keagan> (Marcello please)

<Marcello_Keagan> ouch.

<Mark_Hassan> (I was thinking he was suddenly trying to make you fall down IRL, LoL ^^)

<Storyteller> Mc you didn't notice anything but somne sort of a strange hum...

<Mark_Hassan> (and me?)

mc2 seeing Marc fall, goes to help him

<Storyteller> Mark... you suddenly felt that somethign has changed...

<Storyteller> Something close to you...

<Storyteller> maybe a few feet to the right...

<Storyteller> ... maybe behinf that huge piece of scrap...

Mark_Hassan uses all his magical senses (Forces, Mind, Corr) on that area

<Mark_Hassan> roll 4 d10

d10bot --> "Mark_Hassan rolls 4#d10 and gets 1, 1, 3, 10."

Mark_Hassan walks towards that area, than. Runs, at any rate

<Storyteller> (oh god...)

<Storyteller> Mark you keel over and fall down... your icons eyes start bulging anf bleeding...

<Storyteller> You feel in horrid pain...

<Storyteller> and you cannot move...

<Storyteller> You scream on the top of your lungs

<Mark_Hassan> (I coulda done that myself, you know)

<Mark_Hassan> (I was going to scream, anyway)

d10bot stands up again...

<d10bot> (ack)

<Storyteller> (then please do... you are writhing in agony anyway... good roleplaying is a plus... stayka will be awarding XP based on how entertaing thsi log will be ;))

Marcello_Keagan stands up again.

mc2 goes over to Mark

Mark_Hassan starts swearing like a sailor, digging his fingers down on the ground.

<mc2> cursory exam

Marcello_Keagan looks around..

<Storyteller> Marcello you notice that Mark is on the floor...

<Mark_Hassan> (tell me when the pain is over, please)

<Storyteller> (Mark you are in huge pain -5 dice to all dice pools and have suffered a lethal leveld of dmage to your mind... (can heral onyl with time))

Marcello_Keagan looks around at what might have caused that...while preparing to run like hell.

<Storyteller> (roll me a int roll Mark)

<Mark_Hassan> roll 4 d10

d10bot --> "Mark_Hassan rolls 4#d10 and gets 2, 3, 7, 8."

<Mark_Hassan> (hold on, I can't. -5 dice pool.)

<Storyteller> (okay you won't trun into a gibbering idiot as a aftereffect,though you may feel some amnesia considerign minor factes of your life for a week or so)

<Storyteller> (this is a reflexive roll)

<mc2> NAVI: can you heal his icon?

<Mark_Hassan> (no magic, of course. 4 arete)

<Storyteller> MC you notice that Marcello seems to be writhing on the floor...

<Storyteller> (sorry not MArcello Mark)

<mc2> right I went over to him when he fell

<Storyteller> He is curled in a fetal ball and is holdign his hands to hie eyes...

Marcello_Keagan is on the lookout for whatever caused this and prepares to run like hell.

<mc2> NAVI: can you heal his icon?

NAV1 goes next to Mark and loosk at him...

NAV1 blinsk red andd goes back to MC

Mark_Hassan 's voice goes all hoarse.

<Storyteller> Okay... Marcello... you head behind that huge piece of shrapnell?

<Mark_Hassan> (any way I can actually break out of this?)

<Storyteller> (only time... you screwed your mind over...)

<Marcello_Keagan> (Hell No, I stay where I am.. I actually like my life)

<Marcello_Keagan> (or whatever is left of it)

<Mark_Hassan> (yay, and hurrah. Less than two sessions, and I'm dead. What a wonderful life)

<Mark_Hassan> (Screw it. Any way I can spend Willpower to stop this effect?)

Marcello_Keagan codes himself a nice little fireball (dealing aggravated damage, Forces 3/Prime 2)

<Storyteller> (nope... this is actualyl dmage to your head... literally)

<Storyteller> (marc... computer roll)

<Marcello_Keagan> (I'll maintain it as long as needed)

<Marcello_Keagan> roll 5 d10

d10bot --> "Marcello_Keagan rolls 5#d10 and gets 8, 3, 7, 10, 4."

<Marcello_Keagan> (3 successes)

<Marcello_Keagan> roll 4 d10

d10bot --> "Marcello_Keagan rolls 4#d10 and gets 1, 3, 8, 3."

<Storyteller> You suddenly create a ball of flame in your palms...

<Marcello_Keagan> (and nothing on the fireball)

<Storyteller> And it suddenly hushes out...

Marcello_Keagan recodes.. spending a willpower and a quint on the actual effect.

<Storyteller> (Mark... if you concntrate for a turn you can speak... but you won't be able to get better till your mind manages to relax...)

<Marcello_Keagan> roll 5 d10

d10bot --> "Marcello_Keagan rolls 5#d10 and gets 1, 1, 4, 2, 8."

<Marcello_Keagan> crash..

<Marcello_Keagan> nothing spend yet..

<Storyteller> your code miscompiled..

<Marcello_Keagan> aaaargghh..

mc2 asks NAVI to create a staff weapon 4dice

Mark_Hassan concentrates, while his 'eyes' and 'nostrils' bleed...

<Storyteller> (well it is your dice bot... if you jsut seucceded all the time someone might think you were fudging it... be happy that everoyne thinsk you are a nice fair player... )

<Marcello_Keagan> (hehehe, this dicebot is fair.. too fair sometimes)

<Mark_Hassan> MC, Marce... don't mind me. I'll be fine. Just... get that damn thing.

NAV1 whizes in fron ot MC creating a wireframe Spear... that shifts into a Native American Shaman spear engraved with carvings and with feathers on top...

<Storyteller> (mark yo uare one willpower down... as you manage to say those words... you still feel like shit...)

<mc2> thanks you

<Marcello_Keagan> What was that.....

<Mark_Hassan> (lethal damage to head. Geez. That's tissue discorporation to the head. A stroke. I'm barely 30 and I have a stroke)

<mc2> marc what do you want to do?

Mark_Hassan bites his tongue to keep from screaming.

<Storyteller> (yep... but your magic botch caused it :))

<Marcello_Keagan> I want you two to get out of here....

<Storyteller> (look on the bright side... the only aftereffect will be that you will miss some memory)

<Mark_Hassan> (that's a bloody stroke! If I was unlucky I'd have been a drooling vegetable!)

<Storyteller> Marcello... you are the closest one to the wall...

<Marcello_Keagan> Yes ?

<Storyteller> you seem to be hearing some sort of a song... it is really quiet... and really slow...

Mark_Hassan 's tongue begins to bleed, from the pain.

<Marcello_Keagan> I hear singing....

mc2 listens carefully

Marcello_Keagan walks over to the wall carefully..preparing to bolt at the first sign of trouble..

<mc2> can I hear it?

<Storyteller> (not from where you are standing)

<mc2> I see marc walking to toward wall and try to catchup

Mark_Hassan begins to groan anew, scratching his face as the pain raises to a new crescendo.

Mark_Hassan 's face begins to bleed from the scratches, as his icon begins to flicker and lose definition.

<Storyteller> MC as you come closer you notice that there is a soft, eerie song coming from behinf the wall MArcello is going into...

<Storyteller> MArcello you are coming aroundf the wall...

mc2 tries to place the language (int+liguistics)

<Storyteller> Marcello you are blinded by some huge light, and cannot see anything... you suddenyl feel as if yo uare falling...

<mc2> roll 6 d10

d10bot --> "mc2 rolls 6#d10 and gets 6, 3, 1, 4, 10, 10."

<Storyteller> MC... as you try to place the song... it reminds you of something... a song you were sang while you were a little child... only this one seems quite a bit sadder...

<Storyteller> You notice that Marcello has gone behind the Wall...

Marcello_Keagan curses

<mc2> (ST: child when? before or after the rescue?)

<Storyteller> (after)

<mc2> (something I heard from the CoG then ...)

<NAV1> (MArcello for the good of the plot you will be silent from now on till you hear about your fate :))

<Storyteller> Mark... you are feeling a bit better... the world seems to be focusign around you... your penalties are currently only at -4

mc2 walks to the wall - listening closely

<mc2> (I want to try to identify the language)

<Storyteller> As you go closer, the melody seems a bit louder... yet it seems that is is quite a bit longer... and that it is quite sadder fro mthe one you heard...

<Storyteller> (it was whatever langauge they sang it to you in)

<mc2> NAVI: do you detect sounds here other than myself, marcello and mark?

<mc2> (I'm trying to determine if its a mind effect)

NAV1 heads closer to MC...

NAV1 lights up green

<mc2> NAVI: is the sound from behind this wall?

Storyteller lights up green again...

<Storyteller> Mark you are feeling a bit better... still the pain racks you...

<Storyteller> (-3)

<mc2> (what level forces do I need to make a forces shield?)

<Storyteller> (2)

<Storyteller> (navi could also try and make you some amror...)

<Mark_Hassan> (hold on, ST: did I go through a botch earlier on?)

<Marcello_Keagan> (DONT DO THAT)

<Mark_Hassan> (Sorry >_<)

<Mark_Hassan> (never mind, ST)

Storyteller uses a knife to cut the silence in the channel

<Marcello_Keagan> (I was told to keep quiet. But my DONT DO THAT, seems to have startled MC)

<mc2> (using the technique I developed in the battle, I start coding a shield meant to deflect energy wepeons and filter strong "forces" in the environment.

<Mark_Hassan> (It was for me, actually. I was about to do a major blunder)

<Storyteller> (ii guess you use NAVI as the foci and gice it the specifications?)

<Storyteller> (talk to NAVI...)

<mc2> I'm writing the code in Iwapo' which is the focus for the effect)

<Storyteller> (sorry WTF is Iwapo ?)

<Marcello_Keagan> (Iwapo is the spirit's tongue according to the Werewolves)

<Storyteller> (in that case you will need to roll me a int + comp roll)

<mc2> the natural language of Spirits

<mc2> roll 4 d10

d10bot --> "mc2 rolls 4#d10 and gets 8, 9, 10, 9."

<Storyteller> (WTF? okay that is another stupidity... there is no "Spirit Langauge" as such.., spirits talk in manifest emotions...)

<mc2> not bad ;0

<Storyteller> (you need Spirit 1 or Spirit talkign gift to understand spirits)

<Storyteller> (gaah back to the game.. .we will talk later)

<Marcello_Keagan> (There is a spirit language.. just check the spirits ways)

<Marcello_Keagan> (and what is Enochian)

<mc2> The Spirit Ways dissagrees with yu

<mc2> another language in the same family

<Storyteller> AS you code the thing, for the first time you notice that you ae gettign the hang of thsi weird thing with the computers...

<mc2> the spirit ways has a mechanic for translation

<Storyteller> (okay Arete to make it work)

<Storyteller> (I SAID AFTER THE GAME!)

<mc2> roll 4 d10

d10bot --> "mc2 rolls 4#d10 and gets 9, 6, 5, 8."

<Storyteller> Suddenly the air around you cracks... you notice that there seems to be a partialy see through green field sourroundign you...

<Storyteller> Mark you are feeling a bit better... stilly ou feel liek shit (still -3) the bleedings have stopped...

<mc2> I continue to listen to the singing

<mc2> I try to understand what the words are saying

<Storyteller> ... it continues, not loosing tone...

<Storyteller> It is constantly the same...

<Storyteller> (actualy it is irrelevant... all the Nursery rhimes are gneralyl the same in concept.. the idea is for th child to feel loved and not alone)

<Storyteller> (i never saw Garou as singinf nursery rhimes...)

<Mark_Hassan> (well, Garou do have children ^_^)

NAV1 bleeps 3 time with a red light...

<mc2> (quite so... mostly epic ballads and story songs)

<Storyteller> (i know... it is quite fun to imagine a nursery rhime from the moth of the Wariors of Gaia :))

<Mark_Hassan> (later, folks -- let's get this wrapped up first)

NAV1 displays his batteries that seem to be close to shutting off...

<mc2> nods

<mc2> ok slowly advance toward where I last saw marc

<NAV1> As you head towards the palce slowly, you notice the song seems higher in tone...

<Storyteller> Mark you feel a bit better and can see MC moving towards the wall... yet you cannot get up...

NAV1 comes closer to MC

Mark_Hassan hacks out some blood, and swears.

<Mark_Hassan> (can I speak coherently, ST?)

<Storyteller> Yep... though it will be a bit ragged and raspy...

NAV1 pings loudly and dissapears into a shower of code

<Mark_Hassan> (still with the dice-pool penalties, yes?)

NAV1 has left #agww

<Storyteller> (yes but they are not the problem for you speakng... you onyl feel like shit...)

<Mark_Hassan> (of course)

Mark_Hassan closes his eyes and tries to rest, and gain some strength.

<Storyteller> As you come closer MC you round the wall and dissapear from Mark's sight...

<mc2> (is waiting to see if she is being talked to by Mark)

Mark_Hassan tries to breathe regularly, and not make a sound.

<mc2> ok then\

<Storyteller> And yo usuddenly hear the song loudly and are flashed by a huge bright light...

<Storyteller> Your eyes hurt fro mseeing the light...

<Storyteller> it pains you horridly...

<Storyteller> But soon the light fades...

<Storyteller> you are in a small wood grove...

<Mark_Hassan> (tell me when I'm fit enough to stand up, ST)

<Storyteller> night is around you... and rain is falling...

<Storyteller> (yep)

<mc2> is marc here?

<Storyteller> You feel your clothes getting wetter and wetter...

<Storyteller> There seems to be a small cave from which the song is coming...

<Storyteller> Yep...

<mc2> walk to the cave

<Storyteller> (no you cannot see Marcello)

<Storyteller> As you go towards the cave you notice it is not actualyl a a cave... but only a small outcropping... from under it come sounds of the song, broken by sighs....

<mc2> as little as I know I';m guessing a gateway

<Storyteller> Under the outcropping you can see a small form curled up in tattered robes

Form_in_Robes has joined #agww

Form_in_Robes is moving slowly and continuing to sing the song...

<mc2> go to form

Form_in_Robes seems to be stopping her song with loud sighs...

<Storyteller> She doesn't seem to noticer oyu coming closer...

<mc2> using the Gift of Tongues -- try to speak with her in her language

<Form_in_Robes> (nothing happens...)

<Storyteller> (nothing happens... you feel as if you have lost all your powers)

<mc2> hmm

<mc2> sit down

<Storyteller> (the moment you notice that... you realise you are compeltely cut off from your avatar... and your awakened senses... it makes you feel really bad...)

Form_in_Robes continues the haunting tune...

<mc2> (I'm a caregiver, and this person needs care)

<Storyteller> (and you are also completely cut from your powers... and eve the fiant feeling of spirits that always followed you...)

<mc2> I try to comfort her. quietly hold her hand

Form_in_Robes doesn0t give her hand... doens't turn and only sings the tune...

<Storyteller> (MC... could you please start roleplaying a mage completely cut off from his powers, or do I need to force you do a few willpower rolls?)

<mc2> hand on shoulder then, attempting connection

Form_in_Robes moves away

<mc2> (that senario was already done, I guess you've forgotten)

<Storyteller> (in the cave you had yur powers.. .sthe conenctions where the one that were disabled.. .anyway you freaked out there...)

<mc2> (Kat did, MC was not there)

<Form_in_Robes> (so you don't feel anythign about completly being cut of from your powers ?)

<mc2> *sighs*

<mc2> (I guess this is useless)

mc2 has quit IRC (Quit: Leaving)

<Mark_Hassan> (well. I wonder what happens to me)

<Storyteller> I think I am gonna kick her... what the heck is wrong with her ?

<MC_Farstrider> *sigh*

<MC_Farstrider> (MC is not here...

<MC_Farstrider> Jack come in)

<Storyteller> (all she needs to do is repeat the scen I nthe cave... that I swhat I expected... and what any mage woulf feel like...)

<Mark_Hassan> (whoa, Asmo. Chill)

<Mark_Hassan> (back down. chill.)

<MC_Farstrider> (you successed to chansing away the caregiver)

<MC_Farstrider> (Jack took over)

MC_Farstrider is now known as Jack

<Storyteller> (ok I didn't notice yo uhad two nicks here... I forgot about the others...)

<Storyteller> (the situation is the same...)

Jack stands and reviews the situation

Jack leaves the cave as the firgure obviously doesn't want help and marcello is still missing

<Storyteller> YOu are standing outside the cave, rain is falling on you, and the form has energetically been agianst you touching it... Mark and Marcello seem to be missing...

<Storyteller> ... and there is als ot the fact that you have lost your avatar... and the whole awakened perception of the world....

<Storyteller> (that would be the recap)

<Jack> (as a protector - I use what ever resources I have - I am not a mystic)

<Storyteller> (umkay...)

Form_in_Robes suddnely speaks....

Form_in_Robes has a female voicce tht seems ragegd and torn by too much crying...

<Form_in_Robes> so how does it feel to be lost?

Jack is now known as nikki2

nikki2 returns to the cave... hearing voices

nikki2 feels very much like the time we were held captive by the cult

Form_in_Robes speaks with scorn and hatred

<Form_in_Robes> You are as lost as I was...

<Form_in_Robes> and you deserve it!

<nikki2> I think not!

Form_in_Robes seems to be realyl aggitated...

<Form_in_Robes> ...oh you do...

<nikki2> you have only just met me (5 mins of presence)

<nikki2> how do tell me about *M*

<nikki2> *Me*

Form_in_Robes laughs... it is a strange laugh... quite scary...

<Form_in_Robes> I have known you since you were...

<nikki2> I think your the one with the problem

<Form_in_Robes> and you have deserved it...

<Form_in_Robes> you are a pitifull one...

<nikki2> nobody deserves to be abused

<Form_in_Robes> YOu do!

<nikki2> *NOBODY*

<Form_in_Robes> You left me!

<Form_in_Robes> with that bastard!

<Form_in_Robes> and he dropped me!

Form_in_Robes moves fro mthe shadows and you can see your own face...

Form_in_Robes is now known as Kat

<Kat> You have abused me...

<nikki2> (catually they don't look that much alike)

<Kat> I was there to protect you...

<Kat> (actualyl you dind't describe them visually... but feel free to describe how she looks...)

<Kat> And you first left me with that... that... bastard!

<Kat> and he neither cared for me nor watched me!

<nikki2> Kat is androgenous with the same red hair and violet eye

<Kat> he got rid of me as soon as he was in danger!

<nikki2> slimer than either nikki or MC

<Kat> (umkay...)

<nikki2> Kat is much stronger also

<Kat> And now I have you here...

<Kat> and you are not even aplogizing!

<Kat> you betrayed me...

<nikki2> I think you haver confused with MC

<Storyteller> We were all one... different parts...

<Kat> We were all one... different parts...

<nikki2> I'm a social altar that my job

<nikki2> nope -- not even close

<Kat> I know what you do...

<Kat> but we were a whole...

<nikki2> nope

<nikki2> always many

<Kat> we were many that formed a one...

<Kat> and that is why you betrayed me...

<nikki2> perhaps in the CC sense of the One

<Kat> each one of you could have reasoned and stopped the other from doing this...

<Kat> Yet you each stayed and didn't care about me!

<Kat> you left me alone...

<Kat> and you even didn't go after me... I have been here alone for a eternity!

<Kat> At least I had something to play with!

Kat smiles...

nikki2 is now known as ^MC^

<Storyteller> You notice that the rains has intensified and lightning flashes are coloring the sky...

<^MC^> you should not accuse Nikki

<Kat> Oh I should...

<Kat> you are all guilty!

<Kat> you have left me...

<Kat> ...alone...

<^MC^> she was chased away by marc

<Kat> in this forsaken place...

<Kat> there is no Gaia here...

<Kat> only cold reason...

<^MC^> I see that

<Kat> ... you really betrayed me...

<Kat> amd now I have you here...

<Kat> who knows what I could do to you!

<^MC^> that was not our intent and you know that

<Kat> I know nothing!

<Kat> you betrayed me... you are the ones that are dangerous...

<Kat> I will not let you hurt me again!

<Mark_Hassan> (still on the floor, yes, ST?)

<^MC^> I see

<^MC^> So you think our attempt to obtain help for you was

<^MC^> another plot?

<^MC^> I think you are influenced by the environment here

<Storyteller> Mark you have leaned on one of the shrapnels and you feel quite a bit better... you feel liek you ould try nad coordiante movement... but you still fear for standing up (-2)

^MC^ advances

<Kat> YOu wanted to use me!

<Kat> you need me since you are weak without me!

Mark_Hassan sits up, then. No standing.

<Kat> And I know why HE needed me!

<Kat> He won't get it back... it is mine now...

<^MC^> I wanted to help you, if the method chosen was a ppor one

<Kat> You trapped him with me...

<^MC^> then that *is* my fault

<Kat> though I did not want you to...

<^MC^> I only meant well

<Mark_Hassan> (I'm going to see if I can try to heal myself. Life 3, was it?)

<Kat> I scremed in your head not to trust him... we were always hurt by strangers...

<Kat> and you went and got entangled with him!

<Storyteller> (Mark... no)

<^MC^> *sigh*

<Mark_Hassan> (ah, damn shame)

<Storyteller> (you are messed up mentally... there is no Life sphere in the Web anyway)

<^MC^> perhpas his curse did effect us

<^MC^> leading to his present state

<Kat> the only curse here was you!

<Mark_Hassan> (any way of temporarily getting over that? Mind 1, perhaps?)

<Kat> why was I cursed with all of you?

<Kat> (yes but due to all thsi stuff it will be harder... and there will be some penalties even if you force yourself back... you could also ned up hurting yourself...)

<^MC^> what would have us do?

<Kat> I would have all of you perish!

<Kat> and then I could be happy!

<^MC^> I think not

<Kat> You have destroyed me...

<Kat> tortured me!

<Kat> I deserve better...

<^MC^> I agree you deserve better

<Mark_Hassan> (no way of doing this without straining me, huh? okay. I'll sit. Doesn't look like I'm in danger anyway)

<^MC^> we should have found a better way to resoolve the problem

<^MC^> your wanting to kill Asmodai wasnt the best way either tho

<Kat> There is no resolve...

<Kat> there is only my choice...

<Kat> I have you here...

<Kat> he should have died...

<Kat> he didn't allow me to conenct to anything outside his little domain!

<Kat> they all shoudl have died!

<^MC^> you have me\

<Kat> annd HE shoudl have suffered for endless times...

<^MC^> I cannot answer for anyone else

<Kat> I don't need you...

Kat seems to b a bit hesistant

<Kat> ... I hate you!

<^MC^> well, perhapos, but I *NEED* you

<^MC^> do you not understand that I

<Kat> I am you!

<Kat> You ae not me!

<Kat> I want that body... I want a life!

<^MC^> am unable t function without you

<Kat> I want to leave this Gaia forsaken place

Kat seems to fight tears

<Kat> ... I have you here...

<^MC^> honey, I was wrong -- I'm from perfect

<Kat> I will hurt you...

<^MC^> far from

<Kat> and I will hurt HIM!

<^MC^> go ahead, I will not fight you

<^MC^> regardless of what you think,

Kat sneers...

<^MC^> I love you

<Kat> You always wee the spineless one!

<Kat> ... you don't!

<Kat> you hate me!

<Kat> YOu left me With HIM!

<^MC^> yes, I love you

<^MC^> that was wrng and I am sorry

<^MC^> (I advance and try to hug her)

Kat pushes you away...

Kat seems to be red with anger... though her eyes are cover in tears

<^MC^> I was wrong --- that does not mean I did not mean well

<^MC^> that does nopt mean that I don't love you

<^MC^> I means I'm human

<^MC^> humans do make mistakes

<^MC^> I want to make it up to you

<^MC^> to find the right path

<Kat> How?

<Kat> How will you make it up!

<Kat> I ahev suffered here...

<Kat> I was alone... lost...

<Kat> I haven't felt like this since...

<Kat> since...

<Kat> ...since...

Kat starts crying...

<^MC^> I would take the memories from you

<^MC^> since ... I know

<^MC^> (I advance and try to hug her)

Storyteller doesn't fight

Kat doesn't push you away...

<^MC^> (*grin*)

<Storyteller> (LOL :))

^MC^ is so sorry ... I have no idea

<Mark_Hassan> (heh :))

<^MC^> (while huging ... a switch)

^MC^ is now known as Dani

Kat continues crying...

<Dani> Kat!!!! were u beed?

<Dani> wez mised u lots an lots

<Dani> I hapi yu bak wit usses

Dani kisses kat

Dani is now known as ^MC^

<^MC^> Kat: I truely am sorry for your pain

<^MC^> I accept that it was my fault, I really thought I was doing

<Kat> But...

<^MC^> yes (listens)

<Kat> ...i was alone... here... in this hellhole...

<Kat> you left me..

<Kat> Why didn't you go after me=

<^MC^> I have been searching for you

<Kat> you were more worried about HIM then me

Kat continues to cry...

<^MC^> I asked the people that understand this place to help look for you

<^MC^> so I could come find you\

^MC^ holds Kat tenderly

<^MC^> I do love you, Kat

<Storyteller> (mark you feel better... you coudl try and get up... but for the next two days you will have -1 dice to your dice pools)

<Kat> ... What will we do?

Mark_Hassan stands up, then, groaning.

Mark_Hassan wonders where everyone else is.

Mark_Hassan scratches his head.

<^MC^> We will find a way to get back together

<Mark_Hassan> Where the hell is everybody?

<Kat> ...i can put us back together...

<Kat> ... what will we do with HIM ?

Mark_Hassan winces a little, as a vein in his head twitches.

<^MC^> I'm more interested in you just now

<Kat> ... I didn't want to hurt you... I jsut wanted you to feel like I did...

<^MC^> honestly, I do understand

Mark_Hassan can't get that buzzing sound from inside his head... it feels like he's had a hangover.

<Mark_Hassan> Hello?

<^MC^> you are my strength

<Storyteller> (noone heard you)

<Mark_Hassan> (I guessed as much)

^MC^ kisses Kat's forehead sisterly

Kat sons and shakes and hugs MC...

^MC^ smiles weakly at Kat

^MC^ asks the spirits how to get home

<Storyteller> (no magic remember? this is the Web anyway)

<Storyteller> (Mark what do you do ?)

<^MC^> umms -- how do get outta here?

Mark_Hassan looks around.

<Kat> I will take us out... just hold me..

<Storyteller> They don't seem to be here...

<^MC^> (just because no one is listening, doesn't mean she can't pray)

Kat continues crying...

^MC^ holds Kat closely

Mark_Hassan shrugs.

<Mark_Hassan> At this rate, if I don't do anything I'll be stuck here...

Mark_Hassan looks around worriedly.

<Mark_Hassan> Ah, screw it.

<Mark_Hassan> (do I remember where MC and Marcello went?)

<Storyteller> (yep)

Mark_Hassan goes behind that piece of rubble where MC and Marcello disappeared.

<Mark_Hassan> (like I'M using magic right now)

<Storyteller> Suddenly you notice that Marcello seems to be paralysed and unmoving...

<Mark_Hassan> mmm.

Mark_Hassan feels for his 'pulse'.

<Storyteller> and fuerther along MC seems to be hugging some person in tattered robes in the corner...

<Storyteller> (no pulse... this isn't alive!)

<Mark_Hassan> (you sure? no subroutines mimicking human processes?)

<Storyteller> (nope...)

<Mark_Hassan> (tsk)

<Storyteller> (who would do that ?)

<Mark_Hassan> hmm.

<^MC^> (what like vamps making a heart beat?)

<Mark_Hassan> (he would -- his 'Residual Self-Image' to quote from the Matrix. but never mind.)

Mark_Hassan looks at MC and... that girl.

<Storyteller> (Web is not the Matrix)

<Mark_Hassan> (of course, ST)

<Mark_Hassan> MC...

<Storyteller> YOu cannot tell if that is a girl..

<Storyteller> it is covered by MC too much...

Mark_Hassan sounds really hoarse.

<Mark_Hassan> (well, okay. That... thing)

<Kat> (back to us)

Kat is still sobbig

<Mark_Hassan> MC, hello.

^MC^ hold her closely -- stroking her head comfortingly

Mark_Hassan walks towards MC.

<Mark_Hassan> MC?

<^MC^> Mark - are u ok?

<Mark_Hassan> I feel like dog-crap. Thanks for asking, anyway.

<Mark_Hassan> Marcello's a little stiff and unmoving. No pulse or anything, but that doesn't tell me much.

<Mark_Hassan> I'd probe him, but I feel a little delicate, and I don't want to risk anything just yet.

Mark_Hassan goes 'phew'.

<^MC^> p[erhaps geting out of this sector and someplace more stable?

<Storyteller> noone seems to have heard you...

<Kat> We never went anywhere MC...

<Kat> I took from HIM what I needed...

<^MC^> Kat: you said you had a way to umm get us back together?

<Kat> and I used it...

<Mark_Hassan> mmm. And you're Kat, are you?

<Kat> look around...

<Storyteller> You heard the last comment MC...

<^MC^> used it?

Kat sees Mark and seems to tense up...

<Mark_Hassan> hiya

<Mark_Hassan> thanks for the major headache.

<Storyteller> You are back in the Web...

<^MC^> (i take it the other place was midnscape of sorts?)

<Storyteller> You are clinging to KAt, and MArk si standing next to Marcello that seems to be compeltely umnoving...

<Storyteller> (Yes)

<^MC^> Kat what did you do?

Kat smiles...

<Kat> I hurt him...

<Kat> ... he hurt me...

<Kat> ...so I took his power... and hurt him...

<^MC^> I see

<Storyteller> Okay back to Marcello

<^MC^> do you think he hurts now?

<Storyteller> Marcello after your fall, you were placed in a huge white room... there there was no sound, space or form... only bright light... and the feeling of your mind being ripped apart and reknitted at some twisted scientists lesiure...

<Storyteller> When compared to Technocratic methods they really were a kiddie Train ride...

<Marcello_Keagan> Nothing here ?

<Storyteller> Your mind is screaming... every part of you is screaming...

<Storyteller> your whole existence iw being ripped apart and placed back together onyl to be ripepd apart again...

<Kat> you see... I gave him all I felt when he dumped me...

<Kat> and repeated it for ewternity...

Mark_Hassan begins to look worriedly at Marcello's still form.

<Kat> that will teach him...

<Mark_Hassan> no it won't.

<^MC^> oh I see

Kat looks at Mark...

<Kat> Who is he?

<Mark_Hassan> someone unlucky enough to get in your way.

<Kat> I will trap hi mas well... noone will hurt us!

<^MC^> he and marc came with me to find you

<Mark_Hassan> (oh, bloody hell)

Kat seems to want to break away from MC

<^MC^> to rescue you\

<^MC^> hon -- don't

<Mark_Hassan> (Asmo, mind shield. Form shield for mind. Mind 3?)

<^MC^> he didn't do anything but try to be a help

<Kat> (actually mind 1...)

Kat seems to relax...

<Kat> Yes e isn't HIM

<^MC^> right

<Mark_Hassan> of course not. I don't even know who you are.

<Kat> Asmodai didn't come to search for me...

<Kat> I knew he hated me...

<Mark_Hassan> he was busy.

<Kat> ... at least he is not as this prick...

<^MC^> actually, he and Hanible were the ones that found where you "fell" to

<Kat> Asmo never tricked me into beliveing me and hten destroyed me from inside!

<Mark_Hassan> whoah, buttercup. Calm down.

Kat looks with wild disbelief at MC

<^MC^> her name is Kat

<Mark_Hassan> Thanks.

<Mark_Hassan> Hi, Kat.

<Mark_Hassan> My name's Mark.

<^MC^> Kat... please try to calm down

<^MC^> its over. we're going home

<Mark_Hassan> ...not yet.

<Mark_Hassan> I'd like to know what happened to Marcello.

<^MC^> as I understand it,

<Storyteller> I punished him!

<Mark_Hassan> mmm. why?

<Kat> I punished him!

<Kat> he betrayed me!

<^MC^> Kat fed him what she left in a closed loop

<Mark_Hassan> right. Kat, dear: why did you do that to Marce?

<^MC^> (think the mind effect the Crow: StH used)

<^MC^> she was "put" into his mind as what was supposed to be a "vacation"

<Storyteller> He hurt me... so I hurt him...

<Mark_Hassan> mmm.

<^MC^> apparently it didn't work as expected

Mark_Hassan nods at MC, and holds his finger up. Just a moment.

<Mark_Hassan> why did you hurt him?

<Mark_Hassan> (to Kat)

<Kat> Because he hurt me!

<Mark_Hassan> and you wanted to teach him a lesson?

<Mark_Hassan> was that it, dear?

<Kat> ... no I wanted hi mto suffer... forever...

<Mark_Hassan> hmm. can you keep it up?

<Mark_Hassan> forever, I mean..

<Storyteller> I have his power... I know him...

<Kat> he is now mine!

<Mark_Hassan> of course. but you're human, like him. right?

<Kat> I am a part of MC... and this man has hurt us...

<Kat> I take vengeance for all of us...

<Mark_Hassan> does MC want this?

<Mark_Hassan> do the rest of 'us' want this?

<Mark_Hassan> have you asked?

<^MC^> Dani just wants Kat to come home

<^MC^> Jack misses her, he has to do his job and hers

<Mark_Hassan> and does 'Dani' and 'Jack' want Kat to torture Marcello forever and ever?

<^MC^> Nikki is just confused as to the reaction

<Mark_Hassan> Is that what they want, MC? For Kat to become a torturer?

<Kat> I...

<^MC^> of course not. "we" think he's had more than enough

<Kat> ...i am not a torturer...

<Mark_Hassan> aren't you?

<Kat> ... I am punsihing him...

<Mark_Hassan> really?

<Mark_Hassan> for whom?

<Kat> for US!

<Mark_Hassan> what did everyone else say, other than you?

<Storyteller> (nobody said one would be completely straight after all she has goen through)

<Mark_Hassan> (of course not)

^MC^ is now known as Dani

<Mark_Hassan> and, Kat dearest: are you sure you want this?

<Mark_Hassan> because you'll have to keep it up, you know. forever and ever.

<Dani> I nowed kat no wanna be lik de bad ppls waz

<Kat> ...i...

<Mark_Hassan> you won't be able to leave Marcello behind. He might escape.

Kat looks down...

<Dani> kat nic ladi

<Mark_Hassan> we'll have to go, but if Marcello can't wake up, we'll have to leave him here.

<Kat> I will let him go... and I will gho back to MC...

<Kat> and the others...

<Kat> do you all want me back?

<Dani> tank yu

<Mark_Hassan> No, you can't. you'll have to watch HIM.

Mark_Hassan Marcello.

Mark_Hassan points at Marcello.

<Mark_Hassan> if he gets away, he'll come after you, and all the people around you.

<Mark_Hassan> do you want that?

Dani is now known as ^Amber^\

<^Amber^\> of course child.

^Amber^\ is now known as ^MC^

<Mark_Hassan> MC wants YOU back, Kat. Not a murderer or a torturer.

<^MC^> Kat of course we want you back

<Mark_Hassan> let him go, Kat. It's the only way.

<Mark_Hassan> let him go. Go back to where you belong, with MC.

<Mark_Hassan> forget Marcello.

<Mark_Hassan> he's not important any more.

<Mark_Hassan> you have *her*.

Mark_Hassan points to MC

<Kat> iii...

^MC^ corrects "US"

^MC^ hugs Kat sisterly

<Mark_Hassan> well, okay, them.

Kat suddenly flashes with light and starts to join with MC...

<Kat> I will...

<Mark_Hassan> good girl.

<Kat> ...and iwill give you one greater thing...

<Mark_Hassan> (oh no!)

<Mark_Hassan> (::hides::)

Storyteller shines with light enveloping MC as well

<Storyteller> They both shien so that they are almost hard to see...

<Storyteller> yet all of them seem to join...

Mark_Hassan shades his eyes...

<Storyteller> and at one moment there is only one form created from light...

<Mark_Hassan> jesus and mary, tom, dick and harry!

<Storyteller> (LOL)

<Mark_Hassan> what the HELL was that?

<^MC^> (a merger?)

<Storyteller> Suddenly Marcello... your torment stops... you suddenly feel like falling again.... unfocused... changed...

<Mark_Hassan> (LoL. yes. where are the golden parachutes)

Mark_Hassan looks at Marcello, worriedly.

Kat dissapears within MC leaving her with the option of all of them joining into one, once MC is ready for it...

Kat has left #agww

<Storyteller> MC you are whole again...

<Storyteller> you feel a rush of elation and power...

<Storyteller> your avatar is back... and you feel alive again... and you can feel Kat in the back of your head...

<Mark_Hassan> Marce? You okay?

<Storyteller> In the meantime the paralysed form of Marcello drops to the floor... it seems to twitch and contract on the floor...

<Mark_Hassan> Marce?

Mark_Hassan waves his hands over Marce's eyes.

Marcello_Keagan opens his eyes which have a mad gleam to them....

<Mark_Hassan> oh, no. no no no no.

<Mark_Hassan> geez, no. That better be you, Marce.

<^MC^> marc are you there?

<Mark_Hassan> she's gone, Marce. Don't lose it.

Storyteller sits backand prepares to take care of the judging and concldudign the following thing...

<Mark_Hassan> (hold on, hold on!)

<Mark_Hassan> Don't bloody lose it, Marce. We're all depending on you.

<Storyteller> Marcello... you have came back in huge pain... you feel liek total shit...

<Marcello_Keagan> (MC: Your usual spirit connection with me returns only static.. it still exists though)

<Storyteller> you effectivley have 7 levels of Lethal damage... but you still live... an ca nremember the suffering you felt for the times...

<Mark_Hassan> (how would we heal someone on the DW?)

<Storyteller> You also don't feel powerless anymore...

Marcello_Keagan is silent and "takes" the pain inside...

<Storyteller> (with l33t computer skills in normal cases... though not in this case)

<Mark_Hassan> (argh! AFK)

<Storyteller> (this is just liek your brain dmage...)

<Mark_Hassan> (back)

<Mark_Hassan> (geez. how much damage did I get anyway?)

<Storyteller> (1 lethal)

<Mark_Hassan> (okay)

<^MC^> (thinks Marc needs some R&R)

<Storyteller> (he could use some... he went through hell and back)

<Mark_Hassan> we'll need to get him carried.

<Mark_Hassan> don't you dare stand on me, Doctor Marcello Keagan.

<Storyteller> He is still on the floor gibbering incoherently..

<Mark_Hassan> (wait. you said l33t computer skills. can I try to heal him using my computer skills?)

<Storyteller> (as I said... not in this case)

<Mark_Hassan> (hm. he doesn't have a body, though)

<^MC^> (how long till Navi can recall that flying carpet?)

<Storyteller> (a lot)

Marcello_Keagan 's eyes (he coded those completely emerald a while back) have a mad gleam and start glowing more and more..

Marcello_Keagan seems completely calm however.

<Mark_Hassan> damn. there doesn't seem to be much of a choice.

<Mark_Hassan> (I'll try and code us some kind of transport. something like what Nav1 conjured, but slower. Can I make the roll?)

<Storyteller> (comp + int to make the transport.. then arete to make it work)

<Mark_Hassan> (-1 dice roll penalty, yes?)

<Mark_Hassan> roll 6 d10

d10bot --> "Mark_Hassan rolls 6#d10 and gets 1, 8, 10, 2, 2, 6."

<Mark_Hassan> (int 4 + comp 3 - 1 die)

<Storyteller> You managed to create a small transport.. though no as elegant s the one you saw

<Mark_Hassan> no problem. whatever works.

<Mark_Hassan> now arete to make it work...

<Mark_Hassan> roll 3 d10

d10bot --> "Mark_Hassan rolls 3#d10 and gets 6, 9, 5."

<Storyteller> YOu managed to create a skiff that may work...

<Storyteller> you should be able to to put eveoyne one it...

<Mark_Hassan> okay, okay. we've got that running.

<Mark_Hassan> geez, it ain't as pretty as the one we rode in, but it's a good first try,

<Mark_Hassan> MC, help me get Marce on the skiff.

^MC^ is now known as Jack

Mark_Hassan gets Marcello on side.

Marcello_Keagan suddenly rises in the air, moves to a "standing" position, and lifts up.... his eyes start to glow with a green light that encompasses his whole body after a while.

Jack helps Mark with Marc

<Mark_Hassan> (oh, wait. conflict. can he do that?)

<Jack> (he's really the green lantern ;))

<Storyteller> (yes... in this case)

<Mark_Hassan> O-kay. never a good sign, floating around while glowing like that.

<Mark_Hassan> let's get the jimmy-jammy hell out of here.

<Storyteller> Marcello seems to be acting really strange...

<Storyteller> what do you guys do?

<Mark_Hassan> (watch him. get back to the Spy's Demise. what else? fight him?)

<Mark_Hassan> (*I* can't)

<Storyteller> (your pick...)

<Jack> I ask Kat what did you do to him?

<Storyteller> (nothing... I jsut trapepd his mind ina a loop of torture)

<Marcello_Keagan> Within the green light you can see binary numbers rumbling, it seems as if he's being slowly destroyed from the inside.

Mark_Hassan touches Marcello's head, and tries to probe him using Mind Magic.

<Mark_Hassan> {roll arete, less one penalty}

<Mark_Hassan> roll 3 d10

d10bot --> "Mark_Hassan rolls 3#d10 and gets 7, 3, 4."

<Storyteller> Mark.. .you suddenly feel chaos.. .and as you touch you are burned

<Mark_Hassan> oh, shite.

<Storyteller> roll 3 d10

d10bot --> "Storyteller rolls 3#d10 and gets 4, 5, 7."

Mark_Hassan pulls away his hand, as if burned.

<Storyteller> Okay 1 lehtal health level...

<Mark_Hassan> damnit.

<Storyteller> Now roll willpowere

<Mark_Hassan> ow!

<Mark_Hassan> permanent or temporary?

<Storyteller> You felt a blast of pure hatred and evil

<Storyteller> Permanent

<Mark_Hassan> roll 5 d10

d10bot --> "Mark_Hassan rolls 5#d10 and gets 7, 4, 3, 6, 10."

<Marcello_Keagan> The green light slowly starts to extend from his in binary code transforming body...

<Storyteller> You manage to colelct yourself after feeling the contact with chaos...

<Storyteller> still it seems that Marcello is going...

<Mark_Hassan> damnit. MC, stay AWAY.

Jack wonders if the curse wasn't effected by Kat working

<Mark_Hassan> or whoever you are. YOU! in the dress! don't... come... NEAR him!

Jack is with you at the skiff

<Mark_Hassan> (shit. please say we're not up and flying yet)

<Marcello_Keagan> The light starts to cover more and more terrain every second and Marcello keeps rising higher and higher untill he seems like a Green Sun in the sky of this sector.

<Jack> (thinks he's gonna blowup)

<Mark_Hassan> he's gonna go any second. care to try and stop him?

<Storyteller> He seems to be shinign extremely bright... his form is lost there is only swilring of chaos and particles of code..

<Mark_Hassan> damn it, first that major blowout, now THIS...

<Mark_Hassan> why do I hang out with crazy people?

Jack begs pardon

<Jack> we are crazy

<Jack> ?

<Mark_Hassan> begging your presence. not now.

<Mark_Hassan> all willworkers are crazy. and please don't argue semantics while we're in danger.

Marcello_Keagan starts to laugh maniacally...

<Storyteller> Suddenly the light seems to be going faster and faster

<Storyteller> and it is coverign more and more space...

Jack thinks maybe we should leave, yes?

<Mark_Hassan> YES.

Mark_Hassan jumps on the skiff, and waits for Jack to board.

<Jack> onbroad

Mark_Hassan floors it.

<Storyteller> As you suddenly hjerk away you feel the light going after you... it envelps everythign icluding you...

<Mark_Hassan> damnit!

<Mark_Hassan> (we're gonna die, aren't we :P)

<Storyteller> For a sudden moment you feel as if you were suspended in time...

<Storyteller> ant that endless pain wracked thorugh your midns and bodies...

<Mark_Hassan> (yay)

<Storyteller> You feel the anger of a man... his hatred... his will to survive... and finaly his torment...

<Storyteller> And you still feel all of this in one moment that seems to go through you...

<Mark_Hassan> I'm going... to... regret... doing... this...

<Jack> (hey maybe he can get rid of the curse)

<Mark_Hassan> (curse? I just want to get out here ALIVE)

<Storyteller> you can see only light around you... and verythign seems to go... the last thing the both of you see before total blackness is a strange ripple in the Web...

<Mark_Hassan> (and...?)

<Storyteller> And...

<Mark_Hassan> Hey, you other person. You still alive?

<Jack> .

<Storyteller> The web suddenly shatters at the point of Marcerllos effect... the riplels and fractures head in all directions ripping the sector apart and reweawing it into a total mockery of its former appearance...

<Storyteller> you both hear nothing, see nothing and do nothing!

<Storyteller> (this is a cutscene)

<Mark_Hassan> ("How two idiots destroyed the Web". I can see that.)

<Storyteller> The web itself colliddes and mashes with itself... soon the sector is left as a barrne wasteland... without any hope of using it again...

<Storyteller> ...

<Mark_Hassan> (and what happens to poor us?)

<Storyteller> MC... you wake up on the Meteor with a huge headache...

<Storyteller> you are bleeding from your eyes, nose, and ears...

<Storyteller> you feel huge pain...

<Storyteller> (7 levels of lethal damage).

<Storyteller> ... and you drop to the floor half dead... the last thing you saw was Acy runnign towards you to see what is wrong...

<Storyteller> Mark... you see the real world... and then cover your computer by puking blood...

<Storyteller> you fall on the keyboard feeling liek total shit...

<Mark_Hassan> pleasant image.

<Storyteller> (5 levels of Lethal)

<Storyteller> YOu drop on it and loose consciusness...

<Mark_Hassan> (this is gonna take months to heal by myself.)

<Storyteller> In the meantime...

<Storyteller> ... in the darkness...

<Jack> (guess MC will be in the sick bay for a while)

<Storyteller> a form of pure data is suspended...

<Storyteller> ...there it feels alone...

<Storyteller> and then hears a voice...

<Storyteller> ... you have the potnetial... now we will remake you so you can continue your fun work...

<Storyteller> the voice echoes in the room with sounds of endless gibbering...

<Storyteller> The data from screams...

<Storyteller> The darkness envelops all...

-- To Be Continued --

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