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As Cole and JR duck into Forward Thinking a veritable cloud of flying, batlike imp creatures decends on Andy's car. They start tearing it to pieces, and lighting bits of it on fire. Several break off into the air and shriek out into the night. Reinforcements show up shortly after in a second cloud of the vile little things. Something else roars in the darkness, uncomfortably close. Another answers, and a third. Cole and Hugues recognize the sound of the church-demon's roar instantly. And so begins the Assault on Forward Thinking. This is a multi-wave fight, made of personally designed critters. No templates. I'm warning you right now not to waste your best (limited) attacks on the first wave. Hugues can have one more pre-combat turn to throw up the wards while they murder Andy's car, but these imps are stupid fast so you probably don't want to be wasting time taking a shot at them. INIT- ROUND 1 FlameBat Imps FireBat Imps JR Mitsuo Hugues Cole pre:FlameBat Imps Stats: Athletics 4+1, Fists 3 at weapon:1 Stunt: Fire Resistant. Has 2 extra stress boxes when defending against fire. Physical: ()()() Mild -2: Moderate -4: Severe -6: pre:FireBat Imps Stats: Athletics 4+1, Fists 3 at weapon:1 Stunt: Fire Resistant. Has 2 extra stress boxes when defending against fire. Physical: ()()() Mild -2: Moderate -4: Severe -6: mistaya fucked around with this message at 23:13 on May 22, 2012 |
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Hugues Turner Fate Points: 1 Hugues grumbles, looking at all the imps. His weapons more focused for taking on one big baddie at a time, not swarms of things. At least Cole and hopefully Mitsuo could handle that part. "I hope Andy has insurance on his car." Then again, for someone who fought demons for a living, the premiums would be insane. Bicycles are cheap and healthier for the body and environment. He pointed Cole and JR to the turned over desks and tables that were being used as cover in the sides of the building. "Get behind those. We've got the floor trapped here too, but it's not active now. Upstairs is our fallback position." Once they were past his traps, Hugues activated the Wards and defenses on the place, and carefully navigate the floor to avoid setting Mitsuo's defenses off, and leaped behind the desk next to Cole. "With those numbers, it won't take long for them to break in. Get ready." (Whatever Action to bring up the Wards and move behind cover.)
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It's quiet for a minute, then something starts tapping on one of the windows. Talons scrape along the glass like nails on a chalkboard and then the windowpane shatters as a tiny fireball smashes through it. Imps crawl through the bars by the dozen, divebombing the closest person to the window, who happens to be Cole. The Warden takes a couple scrapes but nothing serious. Flamebats knock a hole through the window (Difficulty 3, Flamebats roll Weapons: /-/+ +3 = 3, window dies.) Firebats use their Inhuman Speed to move into the house zone for free. They can't use their magic attack inside thanks to the threshold, weak as it is, so it's just claws. Did a random roll to find out who was unfortunate enough to be the closest man to the window, of course it comes up Cole. Imps attack, weapon +/+- +3 = 4 at weapon:1 Cole defends, athletics +-+- +3 = 3. takes 2 stress. First blood!  JR is up! pre:Name: Cole Defenses: Athletics +3 Aspects: Veteran of the Vampire War. Come Hell or High Water. Mental: () () () () Physical: () (X) () Mild (-2): Moderate (-4): Major (-6):
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Jenny Hirsch FP: 4 Jenny looks down at the leather pouch, then back to Claire. She smiles, a real genuine smile that's been harder and harder for her to come by lately. Even with all the suffering, Claire was proof that she could make a real difference. "Thank you, Claire. Really." Turning back to Ada and seeing the hash she'd made of trying to detach the IV. "Hold on, you're going to hurt yourself. Hurt yourself more, I mean. This will sting a little," Jenny said as she got a firm hold on the tubing and gently worked it out, "but the painkiller should help. You're sure you're up for this? It's - fine. But it's not going to be pleasant if Strauss finds out you took off. Not to mention that you haven't exactly had full treatment for those burns." After Ada was fully dressed, Jenny wrote a short note for the nurse indicating that a family emergency had called her away and that Ada was under the care of Dr. Illegible Scribble in the Scribblesworth Department. It might stop Strauss from freaking out when she discovered that one of her big fish clients had checked herself out. At least, it'd stop her from instantly freaking out. "I'll pull the car around to the exit around back - it should be a short walk. Then we'll get out of here." Drive drive drive to the church.
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J.R. - FP: 2 JR rushes into the room, just ahead of Cole. "I hope this dry gulch works, because we got a few friends on the way!" The imps punctuate his remark by bursting into the room. With the demons here, it wasn't necessary to keep up the priest act, and JR gladly pulls his revolvers out of the briefcase and fires a shot. Guns --+/ +5 = 4 with a weapon:3 Piell fucked around with this message at 06:48 on May 24, 2012 |
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Mitsuo - FP: 1 While the poo poo approaches the fan, Mitsuo surveys the ward-traps he's just finished placing. In the west corner, between the front door and the conference table, lies trap #1. Scratched into the floor are long, spindly-looking characters, so thin and wispy as to be barely visible. It took multiple concentric rings of these featherweight runes to build any strength into the spell. In the end, though, Mitsuo's satisfied that anything caught in the ritual's blast radius will be pinned in place by powerful vortices of wind. Ward the first, a +5 vs. Might Wind-element block against movement or physical attacks by the targets of the spell. If we divide the first floor into five equal-sized squares, this will affect all targets in the southwest square, with a duration of three exchanges. Command word activation. Total complexity 9 is covered by Mitsuo's Lore 3, a Lore maneuver, and Lore and Discipline maneuvers from Hugues. Controlling 2 shifts per roll with Disc 5 means only a -4 is a problem, rolled 0 1 0 2 -2. His eyes flick across to the other corner. There, in black ink from Mitsuo's calligraphy set, is an asymmetrical cluster of odd-looking characters, so randomly and awkwardly built as to be almost amorphous. He just hopes the power drain from the spell's effect is enough to slow down whatever comes to play. Ward the second, a +6 vs. Conviction Void-element maneuver to apply "Enervated" to the targets. Affects all targets in the southeast square. Command word activation. Total complexity 8 is covered by Mitsuo's Lore 3 +1 since it's a Void effect, and Discipline and Lore maneuvers. Same 2 shifts per roll at +5, rolled -2 2 -3 0. Satisfied, Mitsuo turns his attention to the sounds coming in from outside, mulling over the trigger words for each ward in his head. He makes one last check of his armor vest's Velcro fastenings, loosens each sword in its scabbard, touches the hilt of the obsidian dagger thrust through his sash, and finally lets himself relax in readiness for the oncoming assault. Just in time, too, he thinks as the imps crash through one of the high windows. Stepping right, he pivots left, dodging around the furnitre as he sweeps the katana out of its scabbard. The first cut rises to nearly straight up. Mitsuo twists the blade forward and the second cut is straight down, slashing vertically into the cluster of imps. He stops it just above horizontal and snaps the blade back up into an overhead stance. Weapons +4 --/+ = +3 attack at Weapon:3. pre:Name: Mitsuo Offense: Weapons +4 Defenses: Weapons +4, Athletics +2, Armor:1 Aspects: Dashing Forward, Cause for Alarm, Kingdom of Shadows Physical: () () () Mental: () () () () Mild (-2): Moderate (-4): Major (-6):
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OK since you're all so enthused with zones here you go. Have zones. We're all starting in InnerZone 1 since there's a few combats done and I'm not rewinding that. Feel free to do movement related things, but traps are zone wide so don't be in one when it gets triggered. Enemies will not trigger them without a reason (like following you into a zone or having to use the door.) So you may need to move them with Might or whatever. Inner Zone 1 and 5 have the scene aspect "In Cover" but you have to pay to use it. Inner Zone 2 has the Ennervate trap. Inner Zone 4 has the Wind trap. The door is trapped. White zone borders are all 0, black are 6 as they are concrete. The reinforced windows are 3, the bars add another 3 unless you're small enough to fit between. ON TO BATTLE! Imps evade JR's shot with --++ +5 = 5. JR Has Officially Missed.  Imps continue to evade Mitsuo with a +/-/ +5 = 5. Imps laugh at your slow human reflexes! J.R. struggles to line up a shot on the imps but either the potion is throwing off his aim or they're just that fast because his shot goes wide. Mitsuo isn't doing much better, his sword flashes just a bit slower than the jeering imps. Something sniffs and growls at the broken window and a long sticky tongue lashes through the bars. But the whatever it is is too large to break in, and it drops to the ground with a whump. Rough calls come from the area outside the door.
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Hugues Turner Fate Points: 1 In hindsight, maybe they should have done something with the door. Or at least put a distracting bug lantern up to distract and zap the small fries. Although a distraction would be really helpful, since they were moving too fast for anyone to hit. So Hugues let out his standard high pitched whistle he used for summoning pixies. Because he currently wasn't under a tree and no pixie would go anywhere near this much hellspawn, the pixies wouldn't come. But the imps would hear and get distracted. (Deceit Manuever to place "Look! A Distraction!" on FireBat Imps. +/+/ +3 = 5!)
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As Jenny's car pulls into the church parking lot, the two women can see a young man's body lying in a fetal position in the pool of light emitted by the lone streetlamp. Ada's breath catches in her throat but it's not Father James. It's Dennis. He's not dead either, just... lying there on the cracked blacktop, shivering. What is he doing there? -- Cole has not had a good day. It isn't the worst day in recent memory, but it's been frustration after annoyance and spirits he needs to blast something straight back to hell. His casting orb glows midnight blue as he clenches his right hand into a fist. "Iqhwa!" The imps shriek in pain and terror as the blood in their wings ices over and they crash to the tabletop, frail bones snapping and popping like broken twigs. Maddened by pain and grounded, they swarm towards Hugues, who is still up on the table. Meanwhile the second pack of imps has navigated the broken window and divebombs J.R. At the same time something big hits the door and it makes a crunching noise, but doesn't give way. There's a noticable dent now. Imps roll a 0 on a flat Disc defense and are properly mezzed. Distracted is sticky 5 turns. Cole apparently is sick of this poo poo because he does a water evocations, 7 shifts, /++- +7 = 8. Imps defend, //-- +5 = 3. Oof. 12 damage. 2 consequences and a 2nd box. Round 2! Thing outside doesn't breach the door this turn. Firebat Imps attack Hugues! +-+- +3 = 3, Weapon:1 Flamebat Imps move to Zone 1 and attack JR! ++/+ +3 = 6, Weapon:1 pre:FireBat Imps Stats: Athletics 4+1, Fists 3 at weapon:1 Stunt: Fire Resistant. +2 armor when defending against fire. Physical: ()(X)() Mild -2: Moderate -4: Ice on the Wings Severe -6: Imploded! mistaya fucked around with this message at 07:02 on May 24, 2012 |
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J.R. - FP: 2 JR attempts to avoid the imps, but they swarm around him and cut him several times. Luckily, his duster (even under the disguise) proves resilient to their claws, and he comes away with only a few minor wounds. The swarming imps do not distract him from noticing a quartet of imps accidentally lining themselves up, however, and JR's bullet slams through all four of them. Athletics +//- +5 = 5, so JR would take 2 stress. Use my duster to reduce it to 1. Guns /+/+ +5 = 7, +2 from the tag equals 9, with a weapon:3, at the flamebat imps. pre:Defenses: Athletics (Dodge) +5, Armor:1 (use mental stress to re-use) Applicable Aspects: The Last Gunfighter Ballad, The Devil's Right Hand, The Man Comes Around Applicable Stunts: Shoot 'Em Where It Hurts: Ignore armor 2 or less Physical: (x) () () () Mental: () () () () Social: () () () () Any Mild (-2) Consequence: (), Any Moderate (-4) Consequence: () Any Major (-6) Consequence: (), Any Extreme (-8) Consequence: ()
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Mitsuo - FP: 1 -> 2 Self compel on Dashing Forward to completely ignore the imps and focus on the bigger threat. Feinting left and right to ward off approaching imps, Mitsuo spares a look for the door. That's a mighty big dent. Cracks around the hinges. Won't last more than thirty more seconds. He lowers the sword, holding the blade below waist level, trailing behind as he walks. "Incoming! Get rid of these imps. I will greet the newcomers." Without waiting for a reply he ducks low, moving across the room towards the front desk. In his mind he starts to run through tactical scenarios, angles of attack, proper small-squad responses to various levels and types of threat. Distracted, he hooks his foot on a chair shoved up against the wall and sprawls on the floor, completely prone. Athletics +2 ---+ = 0. FACEPLANT He gets his feet back under himself as quickly as he can. Rather than moving across the room to a tactically sound position, though, he's stuck in the open, right in front of the rapidly-disintegrating front door. Frustrated and feeling short on time, he faces the door and sets his feet, standing low and wide with the sword still hovering just off the ground behind his back foot. He fixes his gaze on the door and takes a deep breath. Chest heaving, he waits for the door to burst. Welp. Readying to receive the charge. Discipline +5, -1 supplemental action, -+++ = +6 result. Mitsuo has his "Feet Planted."
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Hugues Turner Fate Points: 1 "You two can handle it, I'll move with Mitsuo." Hugues hollered, dashing ahead and practically leaping over Mitsuo as he faceplanted. The Wardflames on this of the building hadn't been triggered yet, but there could easily be more imps, or worse, ready to barge in at any second. (Athletics -/+- +4 = 3... Good enough to go from IZ1 to IZ5.)
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"Oh fine, just leave us with the problem." Cole growls, pulling a globe of water out of his orb and hurling it at the imp pack like a water balloon. It hits one, popping and showering most of the group. "Iqhwa!" The water freezes and imps plummet to the ground, squealing. It's not quite as nasty as the last attack, he's too worried about the huge dent in the door to concentrate as much and several of the imps are left unfrozen. Something roars outside and the door clanks, then bursts inwards, torn completely free of its hinges. Mitsuo gets his first good look at a pair of Licker demons, the bigger, meaner brothers of the eyeless horror that Hugues, Ada, Jenny and Cole had encountered at the church what seemed like months ago. Then the wind trap explodes and the demons hiss as they're flung backwards, all the way across the street. Mitsuo thinks he can see something else out there in the distant darkness. Something humanoid that glows green and sits on a mutated horse, but before he can look at it clearly a third Licker bounds in the front door and he has to focus on not getting impaled by the thing's claws or hung up on it's disgusting tongue. It whips its head back and forth, tongue flicking like a snake's. The remaining imps rally and dive at Cole, but he ducks and they don't manage to catch him this time. -- Imp crew #1 is blown back to hell. Flamebat imps are still untouched (and have Hugues' Distracted tag on them.) Cole blasts the imps with another water attack. +--+ +7 = 7:weapon7 Imps dodge -++/ +5 = 6. Take 8 damage which forces 2 consequences and a 2nd. Licker 1 attacks the door (difficulty 4.) Fists +++- +5 = 7. Door blows inwards. Licker 1 and 2 are standing outside the door and get hit with the wind trap. Defend at 3 and 4 respectively, so they both get blown across the street. Licker 3 was over by the window, and sprints for the open door. /+// +3 = 4, has no trouble moving to Inner Zone 3 with Mitsuo. Imps are pretty pissed at Cole, and go for him. -//- +3 = 1. Cole defends, -/-+ +3 = 2, manages to dodge by virtue of only rolling a -1. Yay. Updated Map:  pre:Name: Cole Defenses: Athletics +3 Aspects: Veteran of the Vampire War. Come Hell or High Water. Mental: (X) (X) () () Physical: () (X) () Mild (-2): Moderate (-4): Major (-6): pre:Fire Imps 2 Stats: Athletics 4+1, Fists 3 at weapon:1 Stunt: Fire Resistant. +2 armor when defending against fire. Physical: ()(X)() Mild -2: Frostbitten Moderate -4: Impsicles Severe -6: mistaya fucked around with this message at 07:18 on May 25, 2012 |
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J.R. - FP: 2 JR fires off his revolvers several time, each shot dropping at least one imp, and several dropping two in a single shot. In a few seconds, all the imps have been dealt with. "Great, more of 'em!" he shouts. Guns +-+/ + 5 = 6, plus the 2 consequences and the tag from Hugues' manuever, makes it 12 to hit with a weapon 3. That is enough to finish off the imps. pre:Defenses: Athletics (Dodge) +5, Armor:1 (used) Applicable Aspects: The Last Gunfighter Ballad, The Devil's Right Hand, The Man Comes Around Applicable Stunts: Shoot 'Em Where It Hurts: Ignore armor 2 or less Physical: (x) () () () Mental: () () () () Social: () () () () Any Mild (-2) Consequence: (), Any Moderate (-4) Consequence: () Any Major (-6) Consequence: (), Any Extreme (-8) Consequence: ()
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Ada duSang - FP: 1Conversation On The Way posted:Jenny pulls the car out into the street as Ada hops in, turning onto the main road and stopping at a red light. Jenny glanced at Ada, noticing her slumped against the car seat. This was a bad idea, and Jenny was already developing second and third thoughts. "Okay. So we had to leave the hospital in a hurry because something bad is about to happen to Father James and Andy. What bad thing are you talking about, exactly?" As she spotted Dennis lying in the street, Ada's heart froze. They were late. In spite of the vision's warning, they were far too late, and something had- No. A second look at him caused Ada to breath a sigh of relief. He was still breathing - he looked terrible, but didn't seem to be sporting any noticeable wounds. Maybe they still had time to prevent the disaster, moving as fast as she could, Ada approached Dennis and gently placed a hand on his shoulder. "Hey. What are you doing out here?"
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"Hiding." Dennis says. "Go away." He covers his eyes with one hand.
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Ada duSang - FP: 1 "Hiding? From what?" Ada said, frowning. "C'mon, get up. You can't stay out here like this." She said, reaching for Dennis' shoulder to pull him up. "Let's get into the church. It's unsafe out here."
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Dennis doesn't move, and Ada can feel him shaking under her touch like a terrified animal. A cool breeze blows through the empty parking lot and he cringes, huddling in further on himself. "Can't think about it. She'll come back. Make me do things again. Thought coming here would... fix me. Didn't. Can't hide in the dark. Have to... stay here." The light on the pole above them flickers, but remains on. Dennis sobs. "Go away, please? She's looking for me."
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Mitsuo - FP: 2 The Licker hauls rear end into the building, its head darting from side to side as it charges towards Mitsuo. He waits until the last possible moment. Finally, as the nasty claws and monstrous tongue come much too close, he shuffles sideways to dodge the brunt of its momentum and brings his sword forward in a low, deadly arc aimed at the creature's knee-analogues. Weapons +4, tag from Feet Planted +2, --++ = +6 attack with Weapon:3. pre:Name: Mitsuo Offense: Weapons +4 Defenses: Weapons +4, Athletics +2, Armor:1 Aspects: Dashing Forward, Cause for Alarm, Kingdom of Shadows Physical: () () () Mental: () () () () Mild (-2): Moderate (-4): Major (-6):
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The demon tries to dodge but Mitsuo was ready for it and it had come in too eager. The sharp blade bites into flesh and dark blood flows. But it isn't enough to cripple the beast. Licker 3 defends! ++/- +3 = 4, -1 from armor = 4 stress. Marks 4th. pre:Licker 3 Stats: Athletics 3, Fists 4 at weapon:3 (claws+strength), Armor:1 Physical: ()()()(X) + ()() CATCH: True Faith Mild -2: Moderate -4: Severe -6: Jenny and Ada do some Lore-vestigating at 2 and 4, respectively. Jenny tries to think this through logically. He doesn't seem posessed for the moment, but having just been through the ordeal she's pretty sure this is the reaction of someone who has been, recently. If the rescue had taken much longer, it could have been her lying on the ground in a fetal position instead. Well, assuming she lived that long. The pool of light strikes her as important somehow. It's almost a perfect circle. Maybe... a Circle circle? Had Dennis crawled in instinctively? He seemed to think it was protecting him somehow. Ada just feels sick. She's seen this kind of thing before. Blood magic isn't always pretty and sometimes... Sometimes people go looking for power in places they shouldn't. Sometimes they find something too strong, and it overpowers them. Dominates them. It erases memories, feelings, humanity, and leaves behind instructions or compulsions. If the person realizes the inconsistencies, it's often too late. And the erasure... is permanent. Whatever Dennis had lost, whoever he'd been before, was gone. And it wasn't coming back. mistaya fucked around with this message at 07:34 on May 26, 2012 |
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Ada duSang - FP: 1 -> 2 As she looked over Dennis, Ada felt a surge of pity wash over her. He was hurt, in ways that not even the best care could heal. He'd been...broken. "We can't help him." She said quietly as she stood up. "He played with fire and got burnt. There's nothing we can do for him now, except find a safe place for him to stay in." Glancing at the church, Ada shook her head. They didn't have enough time to help Dennis right now. "Come on, Jen. We need to find Andy and James. We can come back for Dennis later." Accepting a compel on the Deathstone's Aspect to make Ada rush in, heedless of Dennis' plight and possible dangers. There's no time to waste, after all! Transient People fucked around with this message at 07:58 on May 26, 2012 |
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Jenny Hirsch FP: 4 Jenny shakes her head, still kneeling by Dennis's side. "No. I'm not leaving him. I've..." The street is suddenly cold, and she shivers against the air. Her voice comes out low and cracked. "That could have been me, Ada. Do you understand? I'm not leaving him out here alone." Jenny coughs, struggling out of her jacket as the New Orleans nighttime warmth returns. Warmth should help him recovery, for as much as he could recover. "Go check on them if that's what you're so worried about, but I'm not going anywhere." As Ada walks away, Jenny flips open her purse and paws through it for a moment before coming up with a piece of chalk. Hughes had said to always keep it on her, and it might be just what he needed now. Frowning with concentration, she begins to trace the outline of a perfect circle on the ground.
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Dennis flinches as Jenny sets the coat on him, but then he grabs it and pulls it tight against himself. He doesn't say anything else for a long minute, but watches as Jenny draws the circle around the pair of them, following the edge of the puddle of light. "Why are you helping me?" He asks, very quiet. "I think I did something bad again. She whispers and then I black out..." He pulls the coat over his face. "Not Dennis. She took my name away. It's not Dennis. I can't remember..." When the circle closes, Dennis give an audible sigh of relief. "Quiet. It's quiet. How?" He pokes his head out from under the coat. Jenny gasps. His eyes... they're different. Mismatched. One green and one blue. The skin around his blue eye is horribly scarred. He'd been under a glamour of some kind, but whatever powered it was cut off inside the circle. -- Ada knocks on the side door of the church. A few tense seconds pass before Andy opens the door. "Ada? Lord, what happened to you?" He didn't invite her in until she walked in of her own accord. As a member of the Compact he had rights to their home base's threshold. He led her back to the priest's living quarters and she confirmed that all three men were fine. James was sleeping fitfully in his room and didn't look like he'd be going on any midnight strolls. Lauden and Andy were anxious and judging by the nearly empty coffee pot they were planning on pulling an all nighter. "What's going on? This isn't part of the plan." Lauden demanded, looking pale. He still hadn't quite recovered from watching JR turn into a copy of himself and he wasn't sure he could take any more magic tonight. mistaya fucked around with this message at 08:50 on May 26, 2012 |
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Ada duSang - FP: 2 Having found everyone alright...or nearly so...Ada heaved a sigh of relief. They hadn't arrived too late to help, after all. It wouldn't be another close call like with Jenny and the demon. "We've got reasons to think some nasty or another is going to come after you." She explained to Andy and the Father, after considering her words for a moment. "Worse still, Father James is in danger, and the biggest threat to him is himself. He might be suicidal. You need to keep an eye on him and don't leave the church until the sun breaks, no matter what. Whatever it is that's coming, it probably can't come in here." She said, before adding, "Jenny's here with me. She's outside taking care of the boy, but she'll come in soon enough. We'll have to keep an eye out until day breaks. Can I count on you for this?" She asked.
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Hugues Turner Fate Points: 1 Dammit Mitsuo, why'd you have to stumble and get the demon on top of you? Either way, it looked like the force trap on the door took out some of the reinforcements. Hugues crouched up from his cover point behind the desk, aimed at the demon and fired. He wasn't going to be able to do this much, and he needed to conserve his shots. (Fire Gauntlet, +-+/ +4 = 5! at Weapons:6 to Licker 3.) pre:Defenses: Athletics +4, Discipline +4, Rapport +0. Applicable Aspects: Clone of a WWII Warden, Protector of the Small, You Only Live Twice Physical: ( ) ( ) ( ) Mental: ( ) ( ) ( ) Social: ( ) ( ) Any Mild (-2) Consequence: () Any Moderate (-4) Consequence: () Any Major (-6) Consequence: () Any Extreme (-8) Consequence: () Used: Right Fire Arrow Gauntlet
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Hugues' firebolt slams into the Licker's side and scorches its bare skin. It lets out a pained whine. Licker 3 defends! -+/- +3 = 2 takes 9-1 armor = 8 damage. 6th box and a mild. pre:Licker 3 Stats: Athletics 3, Fists 4 at weapon:3 (claws+strength), Armor:1 Physical: ()()()(X) + ()(X) CATCH: True Faith Mild -2: Singed Moderate -4: Severe -6: "All right then." Andy says with a nod. "You sit down before you fall down, and we'll keep tight. That was the plan anyway. The Warden seemed pretty sure he was going to draw down the lightning away from here, but we all knew it wasn't a guarentee. Now what kind of nasty are you worried about? Don't try to tell me a bad feeling got you out of bed and down here in this condition." Lauden takes another look in James' room but he's still there, snoring slightly. He closes the door. "He's been depressed, true, but suicidal?" He looks at Andy who just shrugs. "I guess I'll make another pot of coffee." he says with a sigh. "That boy, he spent a great deal of time here today. He didn't have any ID or any idea who he was." "He was an Empty Vessel." Andy said, sadly. "We've seen them before, Lauden. You know we can't do anything about it. They don't last long, after they get that bad. We gave him some food and comfort while he was here. That's all anybody can do." "I know." Lauden said, shuffling over to the coffee pot.
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J.R. - FP: 2 JR slides over the table and fires at the Licker quickly, taking little time to aim. Guns -/// + 5 = 4 with a weapon 3 (and ignoring the armor). pre:Defenses: Athletics (Dodge) +5, Armor:1 (used) Applicable Aspects: The Last Gunfighter Ballad, The Devil's Right Hand, The Man Comes Around Applicable Stunts: Shoot 'Em Where It Hurts: Ignore armor 2 or less Physical: (x) () () () Mental: () () () () Social: () () () () Any Mild (-2) Consequence: (), Any Moderate (-4) Consequence: () Any Major (-6) Consequence: (), Any Extreme (-8) Consequence: ()
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"My eye? Is there something...?" He reached up to touch it with his right hand. The skin of his hand was a different color than the rest of his arm. It was paler. The same self-made scars ringed his wrist as if he'd been clawing at it. And there are... bite marks. "What's wrong?" He shook his head, unconsciously scratching at his wrist again. He doesn't seem to be consciously aware of the mismatched pieces.
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May 27, 2012 05:29
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Jenny Hirsch FP: 4 Jenny pauses for a minute before answering. "It might be nothing. Hold on." Diving back into her purse, she comes up with a small penlight a few moments later. "I'm going to check your pupil responses - nothing to worry about, it's just a medical test." The dilation was slow but normal, which was not a good sign but it could have been worse. "I'm going to need you to take some of your clothes off so I can get a better look. I want to take a look to make sure nothing's wrong that might be hidden under the outer layer." As Jenny helped him get his shirt off while not breaking the circle, she racked her brain to try and come up with a question that might trigger something useful. "What else do you remember about the woman's voice? Do you know what she looks like, or anything I could use to find out who she is?" Scholarship -//+ +4 = 4 to do a full body examination and see what else is out of place. RPZip fucked around with this message at 05:55 on May 27, 2012 |
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Dennis complies without any resistance. He's terribly thin, like he's barely been eating for a month, but the rest of his body is his own as far as she can tell. His hair is long enough to cover his ears, but when he pulls the shirt over his head, Jenny finds the final piece of the puzzle. One ear is much darker, and has two holes for piercings... and the same scratch marks behind and around it. The mismatched parts have been healed perfectly into the young man's own body. But they aren't his. They don't match their mates, the color and shape and size are all wrong. "She's not a woman." Dennis says, shivering. "She's..." His eyes suddenly grow three sizes, as he looks at something behind Jenny. "She's here." he says. Jenny turns. There's something standing outside the pool of light. It's hard to make out the shape at first, but as it approaches it seems to give off a dark red glow of its own. A female demon. Very traditional succubus, cloven hooves, long diamond tipped tail, inky black hair to her waist. And wearing nothing but a little strip of leather over the naughty bits. "Mel." Dennis whispers, terrified. He clutches at Jenny's shirtsleeve like a child. "No, I won't. I'm in here now, you can't make me." The succubus stops at the very edge of the circle. "My little Denizen has found a playmate, I see." Her voice is milk and honey and snakes and spiders. "You killed my brother today, girl. I am... impressed."
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May 27, 2012 06:15
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Ada duSang - FP: 2 "I could use some of that. Haven't had the best of days." Ada murmured as she took in the pair's words. Something about them just seemed...off. James wasn't suicidal? Impossible. The vision hadn't lied to her before when it broadcasted what was about to happen to Jenny, and there was no reason to believe it was lying to her now. But then again, Lauden had been watching over him. If anyone would know about James' mental state, it'd be him. Something was off here. Something was... "...Oh, gently caress." Ada said, softly, before raising her voice. "You don't think there's any incubi out there with a score to settle and the means to do so, right? Particularly the kind who can cause despair?" She asked. Transient People fucked around with this message at 08:05 on May 27, 2012 |
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"Incubi?" Lauden looks confused. "Why would one of those things be interested in James?" "She's talking about the vampires." Andy says, very serious. "The ones who took Claire. Or who were holding her for whatever did. I was wondering how involved they were, myself. Demons don't cross over without someone to hold the leash, and the closest thing we've seen to that was back on the yacht. You think they're targetting James? Why? He shouldn't be of any use to the ritual now, they've already got what they wanted from him." "How much do we really know about this ritual, Andy?" Lauden asked. "James is the only survivor, maybe they need him to die before they can complete it. Or maybe they just want to tie off loose ends. The Warden wanted me to move him out of state but if we left him unprotected and something did come back to finish him I'd never forgive myself."
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Jenny Hirsch FP: 4 There were four main thoughts spinning through Jenny's head as she stared at the demon. One was comprised of a string of rather vile profanity, freewheeling through her brain and getting her heart pounding furiously. The second train of thought was just screaming. The third was telling her that she shouldn't show fear in front of a demon, because it'd only provoke them... and the fourth thought, which quietly butted in but was still somehow louder than the rest, told her that the outfit was really, really tacky. It was the last thought which made everything snap into place. Jenny stands straight, facing the succubus with her arms held loosely at her sides. Project calm strength. Her voice is calm, even a little cultured with traces of her old upper-class New York accent creeping in. "I can't take all the credit, 'Mel', but I'm more than willing to be a team player that way." With mock sincerity and concern, Jenny continues. "It must hurt to lose your team - sorry, your brother - like that, 'Mel'. A great loss to us all, really, to have him taken so suddenly and permanently." Rapport /-/+ +5 = 5 to try and fish for information, get her to say more than she intends.
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Ada duSang - FP: 2 "Not just James." Ada said, shaking her head. "He's a part of it, but not the only one. Far from it. Another target..." She said, as she locked her eyes on Andy, "...Is you. You're marked, too. It might be part of the ritual, or it might not, but if a chance to get you out of the way comes up, I don't think any of the monsters we're fighting will pass it up, Andy." Ada mused, as she shook her head. "But there's no point in speculating about it. It's enough to know that trouble's on the way, and to be prepared for it. Speaking of which..." Ada said, looking at Lauden. "I could really use some of that coffee. Jenny too, probably, once she's gotten Dennis to calm down a bit."
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Mel laughs. One of those sincere belly laughs for when something is truly funny. She wipes a tear away from her eye with one claw tipped finger. "Oh I LOVE mortals. So defiant!" She catches her breath, smiling and revealing long fangs. "You have a lot to learn about demons if you think I had any particular fondness for Hexxisoth after he stopped being useful to me." The Name shudders through Jenny like ice down the back of her shirt. Hexxisoth, the demon who had invaded her mind. He was dead. D-E-D dead. He couldn't hurt her anymore. "Come along my little Denizen." she beckons to Dennis. "I would not see you come to harm by this... do gooder. She is your enemy." He covers his mismatched ears. "Don't want to. Can't make me." "Oh but I can. We had a deal. You gave yourself to me freely. A pity you can't remember anymore, my loyal servant. Your mind is full of holes. Shall I plug them up again?" Dennis gasps. "You can fix it?" He scratches furiously at his mismatched wrist, putting it up to his mouth and biting down on the skin. Like a child sucking his thumb, it's a reflex, a comfort. An unconscious reaction to a foreign presence. Blood stains his lips as he... sucks on the wound. "Of course I can." The demoness purrs, taking a step back from the circle's edge. "I will fix you right now, give you back your name, all you have to do is break that circle." --- "That's been true for decades, Ada." Andy says, looking worried. "Marked... By what? What aren't you saying?" There's a thump and a cry of pain from Father James' room. Andy moves first, throwing open the door. James is sitting up in his bed, dark circles under his eyes. Clutching his wounded arm. "It's happening again." he says. "I can feel it. It hurts, Lauden." "It's just the nerves, the doctor said..." Lauden started. "NO. That's not it. I can feel my hand. Like it's still attached only... somewhere else. This isn't normal."
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J.R.'s shot rings out and hits the Licker demon hard in the shoulder, ripping through muscle. It retaliates with a lunging swipe at the only person in range, Mitsuo. Meanwhile its two friends make it back to the door in a blind frenzy. Flesh sizzles as the fire trap cooks the pair of them on their way back in. Licker 3 defends! Athletics +--/ +3 = 2, takes 5. 5th box. Licker attack Mitsuo! Fists /-/+ +4 = 4 at Weapon:3. pre:Licker 3 Stats: Athletics 3, Fists 4 at weapon:3 (claws+strength), Armor:1 Physical: ()()()(X) + (X)(X) CATCH: True Faith Mild -2: Singed Moderate -4: Severe -6: pre:Licker 1 Stats: Athletics 3, Fists 4 at weapon:3 (claws+strength), Armor:1 Physical: ()(X)()() + ()() CATCH: True Faith Mild -2: Moderate -4: Severe -6: pre:Licker 2 Stats: Athletics 3, Fists 4 at weapon:3 (claws+strength), Armor:1 Physical: ()()()(X) + ()() CATCH: True Faith Mild -2: Moderate -4: Severe -6: mistaya fucked around with this message at 20:47 on May 28, 2012 |
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Jenny Hirsch FP: 4->3Tacky Demon posted:"I will fix you right now, give you back your name, all you have to do is break that circle." Uh oh. Jenny turns to Dennizen, kneeling down with her back towards the demon again. "Don't listen to her. Listen to me. I can help you. I've already stopped the whispers, and with time I can do more. She'll only hurt you again, just like she has in the past." Jenny's words didn't seem to be working especially well. Denny was still staring at that... thing with slack-jawed amazement. So she slaps him and tries another tack. Grabbing his unreplaced hand, she drags the limp limb around so the forearm was covering his eye. "See no evil." The modified arm goes up to cover the ear. "Hear no evil." And with her own two hands, she grasps both hands and covers them. "Do no evil. I can help you, but you have to trust me." Rapport /--/ +5 = 3, dropping a fate point to bump it up to 5 if the roll actually gets used to determinate anything.
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Dennis looks conflicted. He seems like he wants to believe Jenny but the promise of getting his name and identity back is too tempting to ignore. Mel claps slowly. "Ah, a wise old saying. All my hard work, corrupting this poor innocent young man, undone by a single heartfelt plea!" She laughs again. "Oh if it were only so simple. But I tire of this game girl. The Denizen is mine, of his own free will. He may have been knocked senseless by that idiot faerie's magic, but he knows what he's supposed to do. Why else do you think he came here, of all places? To seek refuge in a church? A church that just so happens to house his final mark?" She looks up at the light above them tapping her finger on her red lips. "You cannot save a man who sells his own soul. Nor would he want you to. He got what he paid for. It would be such a pity to have to take it back..." Dennis freaked. He batted Jenny's hands aside and dove for the edge of the circle. "Leave Alyssa alone. You promised!" The circle fizzles with a dull popping sound. Mel lifts Dennis by one arm, pulling the young man into a close embrace. "There, there. Such a wicked faerie, to dispel my domination so." And then she kissed him. At first nothing happened, he shrank away from her touch in fear, but then he started to lean into it. This situation is about to get real unfriendly, it may be time to run!
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Jenny Hirsch FP: 4 Well, gently caress. Jenny turns and sprints for the church. She's alone and outnumbered, and this demon was scarily powerful. Dennis seemed to be completely gone, too, and there just wasn't anything more she could do without throwing her own life away. She just had to reach the door and - the door rattled against the lock as she tugged at the handle. Doublefuck. Jenny slams her hand into the door, fist pounding against it as she yells for Ada or Andy or something to come and let her in really quite quickly. Cursing as she does so, she prepares her shield. If nobody came in the next few seconds, this would get interesting in a hurry. "Adddddaaaaa!" pre:Defenses: Athletics +2, Shield Ring (+4) Applicable Aspects: Apprentice to..., Ingenue's Intercession, "Inhuman Means Subhuman" Physical: ( ) ( ) ( ) Mental: ( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) Social: ( ) ( ) ( ) Any Mild (-2) Consequence: ( ) Any Moderate (-4) Consequence: ( ) Any Major (-6) Consequence: ( ) Any Extreme (-8) Consequence: ( ) Used: Grandmother's Holy Dagger
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