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Hexenritter posted:I'd love to see someone on faculty help get Julie an apprenticeship with a DocWagon crew What about her criminal SIN?
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CourValant posted:What about her criminal SIN? That's something we need to tackle. For those more in the know: what can we do? Also post your favourite horchata recipe. I've never tried it and it sounds yummy. Hexenritter fucked around with this message at 05:57 on Nov 5, 2017 |
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Mexican horchata sounds like liquid rice pudding Which actually sounds really loving good. And won't punch your intestines like eggnog will.
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Xarbala posted:Mexican horchata sounds like liquid rice pudding Think of the carbs!!
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CourValant posted:Think of the carbs!!  except rice pudding
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All right. I may not be able to finish tonight, but I'll give it an attempt. If not I'll finish up on Monday. It looks like we're going to attempt to pump everyone for information. Going with team Cryosheep. No time to explain. Tell us everything. This will put us at a minor negative, but will save time which is important. This is the future and Julie will probably have her bad reputation from her criminal record expunged. Further as this is year two stuff she's probably going to have a better reputation. On the bad side, this future Fuzzy is full of pain and anguish and the friendship they have is not doing so well. Same with Edward. I'm going to see if I can pump them for information by spending edge instead of burning it. Julie is going to call for Maureen and roll 2d6. We'll get that many rounds. I'm going to say ten seconds a piece to ask questions. I'll be counting with a stopwatch so we may get cut off in the middle of something. Once she's here Julie is gone. That is unless she gets injured in which case Julie has to find her in a crowd that's currently being fired upon. Writing now.
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Ice Phisherman posted:All right. I may not be able to finish tonight, but I'll give it an attempt. If not I'll finish up on Monday. Dude, as much as I want to see the new update, its getting waaay late/early on the East Coast, time change or not. Go. To. Bed.
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Ice Phisherman posted:I'm going to see if I can pump them for information by spending edge instead of burning it. That Edge is going towards rerolling failed dice, not adding a piddly 2 to her dice pool, right? Also, if you're still awake, save your work and go the gently caress to sleep.
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Mexico City Horchata Ingredients: 1 1/3 cup uncooked long-grain white rice 2 cinnamon sticks 4 cups water , divided 1 1/2 cups milk 2 teaspoons vanilla extract 2 teaspoons ground cinnamon 1/3 - 1/2 cup sugar , to taste Instructions: To a blender, add rice, 2 cups of water, and 2 cinnamon sticks. Blend about for 2 minutes or until the rice and cinnamon sticks are roughly ground. Add the remaining water and blend again. Pour contents into a pitcher or container with a fitted lid and place on your countertop overnight (or for at least 8 hours). Pour the rice mixture into a fine mesh strainer, into a pitcher. Discard the rice. Stir in the milk, vanilla, cinnamon, and sugar (to your preference). Chill until ready to serve. Stir well before serving and serve over ice.
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Deadmeat5150 posted:Mexico City Horchata I was hoping you'd offer up a recipe, thank you. Just need rice, cinnamon sticks, vanilla extract and a mesh strainer, though failing that I could strain it through cheesecloth like I've done when teabags have burst when making my gf's iced tea. Seriously though, that sounds so good @Ice, I'm glad to hear that you might have solved your health dilemma, that's awesome. so my tablets predictive text tried to suggest dildo when I typed dilemma... I don't know what that says about me 
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Cheesecloth works too. Ive had that recipe written down in my notebook for nearly twenty years. I don't even remember who I got it from.
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Hey, this is a no frowny face zone! Glad you're on your way to solving your health issues. Do let us know if there is anything we can do to help. We'll see you Monday! Deadmeat5150 posted:Mexico City Horchata Yep, the unholy trinity of Carbs, Sugar, and Dairy. Hexenritter posted:so my tablets predictive text tried to suggest dildo when I typed dilemma... I don't know what that says about me I for one am not surprised by this revelation.
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Apparently the Spanish variety of horchata is made from tiger nuts, which sounds like it could get people in trouble. I mean, tigers are a protected species.
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Xarbala posted:Apparently the Spanish variety of horchata is made from tiger nuts, which sounds like it could get people in trouble. /rimshot Thank you folks, he'll be here all week, try the veal!!
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Xarbala posted:Apparently the Spanish variety of horchata is made from tiger nuts, which sounds like it could get people in trouble.  Very good, goon sir. 
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Julie and Mrs. Maureen - Saturday - January 22nd 2075 – Late Morning - Seattle Streets Julie's body hurt as she got her feet under her. Her knees wobbled and she tasted blood. Distantly she couldn't believe Fuzzy had hit her. Fuzzy who'd been so gentle as to start hunting with a camera, Sasha had told her once many months ago when they both took night classes for magical safety together. Who'd taken on three men in an alley, but went back to heal them despite the danger. That girl had just callously hit Julie in the jaw. Julie noticed her hands were scraped and her face throbbed from the impact of Fuzzy's fist and the ground. Strangely enough no one else seemed to notice her but Fuzzy. Mother Bear was shouting. "All right kids, follow me. We're getting out of here right now!" she yelled. Fuzzy looked towards Mother Bear and then with a look of pure hatred she looked towards the melee. It scared Julie to see that look on her friend's face. "Julie! We need to go right now!" screamed Mrs. Maureen. "Where are you?!" "I'm over here at the aid station!" Julie bellowed back. There was a pause before her teacher responded. That space was filled up with screams and gunfire. "Okay, I'm coming to you!" she responded. "Stay where you are! Keep down!" More shouting. Screams of rage mixed with screams of terror. More gunshots. Rapid now. Fully automatic. Julie lowered herself without returning to the ground. "Fuzzy, please, just listen. I can't explain what's going on, but I just need you to answer my questions and fast," said Julie. Fuzzy's head whipped around. There was comprehension on her face. Even amazement. "Again?!" she screamed over the din. Her look of hatred turned to desperation as she fished in her pocket. Fuzzy already knew what Julie was going to ask. She thrust something into Julie's hand. It was a piece of paper folded over on itself too many times to easily open. "Talk to LeBlanc! There's only one of her! She doesn't have any kids! Kenji is going to get recruited by her! Let it happen!" screamed Fuzzy, desperately. "Tell Sasha I'm sorry! Don't let me make the same mistake again! Promise me!" "Fuzzy, I..." started Julie. Fuzzy whipped out a black knife and pressed it to Julie's throat. "Promi-!" she started. What Fuzzy was going to do or say was never finished. There was a touch on Julie's shoulder and she was ripped away from that place. Julie and Mrs. Maureen - Saturday - January 22nd 2075 – Late Morning - Blake Island, Southwest shore Julie's head hurt. It was dark and as she opened her eyes she saw the moon. No, two moons. There was a stinging pain in her forehead, but it began to withdraw. The pain did not recede, in fact it intensified as the spirit's claw which was pushed into Julie's forehead was slowly drawn out. The darkness was its fur. The moons its eyes. Julie vomited, but the spirit wasn't done pulling out its claw and her head was tilted back. She nearly choked on her own sick as it still came up. Mrs. Maureen was screaming. White teeth erupted from that black fur, offset not where teeth normally would be. Instead it was centered under one of those saucer-like eyes. Its mouth opened and it spoke. "Knowledge," it rumbled. The spirit vanished. Now allowed to lower her head for the claw of the creature was gone. Julie's mouth and esophagus were stuffed with the contents of stomach. She emptied desperately coughed up what she could onto the sand of the beach. She hacked and wretched to clear the vomit that was backed up and choking her. Soon it was gone, but she was covered in her own sick. Still, she wasn't allowed to fall apart. Her teacher needed her. She knew who she was to the community. She was a healer. It was obvious to her. She was a healer and someone needed her. She checked her teacher for any signs of injury but didn't find anything obvious. Mrs. Maureen's normally beautiful face was twisted in panic and terror and covered in sand and tears. She clung desperately to Julie's school uniform and then scrabbling to touch something safe, Julie herself and locked onto her with an iron grip. Julie rocked and shushed her until her screams became whimpers and sobs. Julie rocked her teacher and Mrs. Maureen allowed herself to be comforted. However during this Julie went to the familiar, darkly humorous refuge of healers: Gallows humor. This was by far the strangest thing that happened to her, but it hadn't been the worst. Julie couldn't help but smile wryly, but quickly suppressed it. Perhaps after today Mrs. Maureen would gain perspective on what it was like to be Julie Freeman. Julie and Mrs. Maureen - Saturday- January 22nd 2075 – Evening - Blake Island, Medical Cabin Mother Bear and armed men, Blake Island's guard, met Julie halfway as her teacher leaned on her shoulder for support as they traveled down a trail back towards the cabins. They'd taken her away and Mother Bear inspected Julie for wounds. There was a thin cut at her throat and a bleeding wound in the middle of her forehead which in all the confusion she hadn't noticed. A bit of healing magic from Mother Bear took away the first, but the mark on her forehead never went away. It was reduced down to the size of a large freckle, but the mark was permanent. The men escorted her teachers and her to the island's medical cabins. "Connie isn't speaking to me so I'll just have to ask you," said Mother Bear. Julie was laying down in a bed. She'd been hooked up to a device and her chest and head were covered in medical sensors. They were even wired too. Slightly anachronistic in a wireless world. "Connie?" asked Julie, groggily. Julie felt absolutely wasted. She'd learn later that she and her teacher had been at her initiation for over eighteen hours straight. The fullness of her bladder and the dryness of her throat attested to that. "Constance. Your teacher, Mrs. Maureen. She's not talking. I think that'll pass though. So since I can't what happened from her so I have to get it from you. Your throat was scratched, but you had a pretty nasty wound in your forehead. We'll have to get you scanned, but I don't think there's any frontal lobe damage. You're lucky. You'll still confined to the bed though until we can get you to a hospital for further evaluation. I'm pretty sure you're okay though. Not that I'm going to take any chances. Now you're going to tell me what happened," said Mother Bear. "Okay...I initiated. Mrs. Maureen helped me," said Julie. "Huh. Okay. I'd heard about that. Let me check her method. Hmm..." pondered Mother Bear. Her eyes slid out of focus as she checked augmented reality for notes through her glasses. "A spirit. Trusted. The one from the ritual at Christmas. Hmm...Some peyote, music and a guided trip. So this is high level stuff but it's all kid gloves or you'd have someone on site guarding the two of you. What happened?" asked Mother Bear. "Umm...I don't remember the ceremony," admitted Julie. "Yeah, that's pretty normal. Found yourself plunged into a memory or something?" asked Mother Bear. "Yeah. Home," said Julie. Mother Bear winced ever so slightly. Julie was too tired to notice. "Let's skip to the part where you got injured. What injured you?" asked Mother Bear. "The spirit had its claw in my forehead," whispered Julie. She shuddered the the memory of it. She hadn't felt it slide in, but the feeling of it sliding out made her nauseous. "So it attacked you?" asked Mother Bear. "I don't know. Maybe. I don't know much about these things. I don't know what's normal or not. Maybe it's claws scratched me? Everything is fuzzy," said Julie. Julie furrowed her brow at her final word. She felt a memory stir, but it was too vague and she too tired. The fullness of her bladder again distracted her. "Can I go to the bathroom?" asked Julie. "I need to pee." She waved at the sensors attached to her chest and blushed as she realized she only had on a bra and pulled up her blanket self-consciously. She hadn't remembered that happening. Wired as they were it'd be impossible to go to the bathroom. She'd drag the machine they were attached to. "Just a minute," said Mother Bear. She walked away with slow, shuffling steps to a supply closet. Julie was reminded again of something. Fuzzy. She dug through her pocket and pulled out a small, square piece of paper. She unfolded it and found it came apart easily as if it'd been opened and closed over and over again. She thought she was having trouble focusing for a few seconds, but no. The words on it had been liberally stained with tears. She read what was left on that well handled, well folded piece of paper. It's words were cramped and the scrawl was almost childlike. "Win one argument?" asked Julie, confused. There was no time to think of why she had this in her pocket or what it meant. Paper was rare after all. However, Julie still felt drained. She heard Mother Bear come back from the medical supply closet. She folded the piece of paper and shoved it back into her pocket. Mother Bear came back again with those slow, shuffling steps and handed her something plastic and pink. Some sort of container. "A bedpan?" asked Julie. "Can't I just go to the bathroom?" "Nope. You're not getting up unless it's to go to the hospital. If you can wait they can give you a bedpan there," said Mother Bear, wryly. "Can't we...Do something else? Anything?" whined Julie. "Well if you're really too unwell to use a bedpan I can lube up the old catheter," sassed Mother Bear. Julie pulled her bedpan closer to her and was reminded that no matter how bad life gets it can always get worse. There's no such thing as rock bottom. At least not to her. "The bedpan is fine. Thank you," she said, quickly. CYOA Time Julie's memory is a little scrambled, but her friends are coming to see her. I'll make a memory test to see what Julie remembers. Each hit will give her access to that information now rather than later. They're going to be curious. What do we (try) to tell them? What do we not tell them? We had a successful run! The dice worked out well in everyone's favor again. We've been having a lot of luck with runs. It's always fun and games until that one failure that makes everything worse. Luckily that failure never happened. We did run out of time for Edward though and couldn't ask him a question. I actually wrote to a point, talked for fifty seconds (I rolled a 5 on 2d6, so fifty seconds) and deleted everything I wrote after that. 2 karma for surviving. 1 karma for completing some objectives. We did not complete all objectives. 1 for difficulty 1 for learning something 1 for bringing back Mrs. Maureen safely 6 karma total. This is knowledge karma. We're currently at 38 karma, but 51 lifetime karma. We never had to burn any edge. Burning edge would not have made Mrs. Maureen arrive slower either. As soon as we called her the clock started ticking. Those are the risks. We don't know what kills Kenji and leaves Edward. New options have opened up: We can try and get Julie's criminal record expunged. This will cost 10 karma and a narrative event. We can reduce her racism down from metahumans to just elves. The racism she felt was internalized, not externalized. She felt inferior. Racism towards orks, trolls and dwarves can simply be let go for 4 karma. We'll have to deal with her racism towards elves at another time. Minuet, Roberta and Skylar, her bullies, have been reinforcing those bad feelings so she can't let those feelings go. We can learn new spells at 5 karma each and we'll have two weeks to learn spells as it's the beginning of a new semester. Unlike Fuzzy, Julie has run to the end of her free spells. Six is all she can have for free due to how I rolled her up. Fuzzy gets eight. We can find a tutor to upgrade her skills. Getting a new skill at 1 costs 2 karma. Upgrading to 2 costs 4 karma. Upgrading to 3 costs 6 karma and so on. It will also mean leaning on a contact or it will cost her money if we don't have an appropriate one. We can also upgrade her attributes. Getting an attribute from 1 to 2 costs 10 karma. 2 to 3 costs 15. So on. Or we can save for the spirit. Finally, we get metamagic. It was necessary to get a spirit ally, but it doesn't eat up the metamagic slot. Julie gets access to neato magic. They augment magic she can do or grant her access to powers not covered by spells. Here's the list, but that's a lot. I don't suggest digging through it unless you're a numbers nerd like me. So I'll give you a list of possibles. http://adragon202.no-ip.org/Shadowrun/index.php/SR5:MetaMagics_List#Adept_Centering_.28Adepts_Only.29 Centering: Resist drain by doing obvious stuff. Chanting, playing an instrument, dancing, whatever so long as it's obvious. One drain per initiation grade. Flexible signature: Disguise our astral signature so it can't be linked to us, pretend to be someone else's astral signature or simply reduce our signature (magic lingers for a few hours, this makes it linger for less) Masking: Pretend to be mundane or bigger or smaller in terms of magic than we actually are. It tends to fall apart under anyone good at assensing though. Psychometry: Read the history of an object. We can choose to turn this on or off. Roll assensing + intuition + initiate grade. We currently suck at assensing though so if we wanted to use this skill we'd have to pump assensing. Also it can be extremely uncomfortable. Greater Ritual: We don't roll for rituals when helping. Instead we add our dice in magic directly to the pool as if they were all successes. It also gets bigger by six meters, lasts six days longer, and adds six to the effect (Julie's magic rating, essentially). Add 2 drain to all rituals. Ice Phisherman fucked around with this message at 19:51 on Nov 6, 2017 |
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Shadowrun write-up. Short, but there was plenty that could have went wrong. If something went wrong it would've went a lot longer. Or not if Julie bought the farm. Call for Mrs. Maureen - Need 3 hits. There's no yelling modifier so I'll roll straight charisma + willpower -2 for all the noise. She needs 3 hits. She succeeds with 3 hits. 2d6 roll. 5 on the roll. 50 seconds. Julie's dice pool for charisma 5 + etiquette 1 + street cred 6 - notoriety 3 + loyalty 1 - distraction 1 = 9 dice. She needs 3 hits. Critical hit on Fuzzy with 5 dice. We learn all. We ask two questions and get three answers. It looks like Fuzzy has been through this before. That’s how I justify getting three complex questions out of Fuzzy in fifty seconds. Fuzzy talks about what’s most important to her first: Fuzzy hands Julie a paper. An answer to an unasked question. This was most important to her. 1. Question: Which LeBlanc did they talk to? Answer: There was always just one LeBlanc. She has no kids. 2. Question: Where did you find the evidence? Answer: We didn't. LeBlanc approached Kenji and recruited him. We ran out of time before we could talk to Edward. Every ten seconds Maureen will be in danger. She's rolling 4 dice for edge. Glitches means she stops. Critical glitches means she is injured and immobilized. No exceptions. We roll four times. 1. Critical hit. She's safe for the next round. 2. Safe. 3. No hits no glitches. She makes headway but she has been tossed about in the crowd. Rolling damage. She takes 3 stun damage and is at a -1 penalty for the next roll. 4. One hit. She gets to Julie. Julie is back by the aid station and way from the main body of fighting. However she can still be injured. She rolls 4 dice as well on an edge test. She gets a bonus because she’s away from the main body of fighting. However Mrs. Maureen has to take an extra turn getting here. She's safe for that turn, but Julie isn't. Glitches means she stops. Critical glitches means she's injured as she's further away. No exceptions. 1. Critical hit. Safe until the next round. 2. Safe. 3. One hit. Safe. 4. No hits no misses. 5. One hit. Safe. Julie is transported out. No burned or spent. Super lucky rolls. Julie has initiated. Mrs. Marueen has suffered 3 stun drain. It's noon of the next day. Composure rolls. Julie is okay with four hits. I finally had a use for that edge stat. Mrs. Maureen gets no hits and is loving terrified. She's not a combat hardened shadowrunner. She's a schoolteacher and is screaming and crying inconsolably. However since she didn't glitch or critically glitch she'll get over it.
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dont be mean to me posted:Hrm. The SINs (basically their ID's) would be Lone Star corporate, not UCAS (Seattle metroplex, basically). Forging corporate SINs, real or fake would be about as difficult as any government nowadays doing it. quote:On a totally unrelated note I swear, how far back in physiological age can someone Leonize? I'll say as far as their skeletal and bone structure allows. So to the age of a teenager. Anything smaller than a teenager, say a child, would need major reconstructive surgery and it would be incredibly invasive. A teenager though? They've often grown as large as they're going to be. It'd screw up their essence though. Since this has been stated several times so far I'll state it again. Christina's essence is messed up in a full body way. Her medical records said it was from a degenerative illness. Ice Phisherman fucked around with this message at 11:16 on Nov 6, 2017 |
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Ice Phisherman posted:The SINs (basically their ID's) would be Lone Star corporate, not UCAS (Seattle metroplex, basically). Forging corporate SINs, real or fake would be as trivial as any government now doing it. In other words, the only necessary conditions for Dr. LeBlanc LeBlancing herself, then going undercover as first one of her own daughters and then another, would be being short enough as an adult to pass for a mid-teenager (^ ^ ^ or maybe not even that  ) and being compatible with her own method of total self-deception.At this point I have to wonder if she ever planned to deploy her methods at any scale at all. ... If LeBlanc isn't herself just a front for/victim of the method and whoever/whatever created it (which may still be a consciousness in that body!), but that's going into straight-up Eclipse Phase territory. Of course, this is all conjecture; you'd need some sort of expert in diagnosing wrecked auras and tanked essences to gather concrete information, which again probably aren't on Blake Island (and I don't know enough about Shadowrun to know if you can even determine the past value of an Essence score, and I'm assuming from observing Kenji/Edward that this condition already precludes determination of, or rather invalidates, any expected value). dont be mean to me fucked around with this message at 11:33 on Nov 6, 2017 |
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dont be mean to me posted:In other words, the only necessary conditions for Dr. LeBlanc LeBlancing herself, then going undercover as first one of her own daughters and then another, would be being short enough as an adult to pass for a mid-teenager (^ ^ ^ or maybe not even that  I can't help myself.
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I think the dropping the initial racism against orks, trolls and dwarves for 4 karma is pretty important considering where we have a home now. Getting the criminal record expunged is important too, but as long as we can get to be licensed healer while that still is over our heads I think it can wait.
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HiHo ChiRho posted:I think the dropping the initial racism against orks, trolls and dwarves for 4 karma is pretty important considering where we have a home now. Getting the criminal record expunged is important too, but as long as we can get to be licensed healer while that still is over our heads I think it can wait. Seconded.
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The metamagic question is easy, Shielding is right up Julie ally and is something she would try to do anyway. Getting rid of her internalized racism is also an important stepping stone for her. She just Initiated into the shamanic tradition, she has found out a great deal about herself. She knows who she is now, knows exactly who she is, there's no mistakes during a vision like that. Also, Our esteemed storyteller posted:LeBlanc has no kids! See! Hah! Christina is the surviving kid from Edward's group. LeBlanc herself is infiltrating the school for some reason.
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Ice Phisherman posted:"Talk to LeBlanc! There's only one of her! She doesn't have any kids! Kenji is going to get recruited by her! Let it happen!" screamed Fuzzy, desperately. "Tell Sasha I'm sorry! Don't let me make the same mistake again! Promise me!"l Okay, so the list of things we know right now: The Olivers get arrested for a criminal conspiracy to manufacture a drug crisis to win the police contract. Sasha kills herself. Edward kills Kenji. There is only one LeBlanc; she has no kids. FutureFuzzy wants us to talk to her. FutureFuzzy wants us to let Kenji get recruited by LeBlanc. All of FutureFuzzy's pain links back - somehow - to Sasha's Fuzzy-coupon to win one argument. That's a whole lot of bullets to dodge, but at least we know they're coming now. I think that the number one person we need to talk to about all of this is Fuzzy, and the number one person we need to talk to about LeBlanc is Kenji. We don't have enough details to actively direct them, but FutureFuzzy gave us specific clues that might nudge their behavior into a less catastrophic pattern if we pass that on. Some things are bigger than these kids. Outside of their control. But with any luck, and a little knowledge, maybe they can at least keep each other safe from (or at least survive) the fallout of the two big threats looming on the horizon. LeBlanc and Tempo. Edit: Oh, right, karma. Got too caught up there. I think that losing her prejudice is important. Just orks and trolls for now, if that's possible. Those are mostly the ones she's had good interactions with. Aside from that, save that Karma for the Ally Spirit. Also, for Metamagic, is there any way that she could get some type of memory-delving effect? Something that lets her go back and re-experience old memories, but with the ability to clean fresh details that she didn't notice the first time around. It ties in with her memory-Initiation, and it fits with her mind always dwelling in the past. Plus, in the practical sense, it could let you have pseudo-eidetic memories, re-case a location over and over, and so on. If you'd rather keep it to canon ones, rather than making stuff up, though, I definitely understand. Homebrewing something like that can get out of control fast. jagadaishio fucked around with this message at 14:27 on Nov 6, 2017 |
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We don't actually know if Edward will have killed Kenji. We don't know many details about the LeBlanc method or whether Edward's control of Kenji is incomplete or defective. 'Do Not Lie' seems a weak point and is the linch-pin of Kenji's existence. Something could have been important enough for Kenji to have lied (and thereby have committed suicide) about. Something that was done to Edward/Kenji to analyze LeBlanc subjects differentially versus Christine could have rendered Edward incapable of making or sustaining Kenji - or Edward could have simply become so depleted that he couldn't sustain Kenji anymore. Yeah, Edward could have sacrificed Kenji because otherwise they were both dead, especially if Kenji was already doomed, but even if Edward's a sociopath disposing of Kenji is currently far from what he sees as his own best interest. But maybe someone should keep an eye on his therapy.
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jagadaishio posted:All of FutureFuzzy's pain links back - somehow - to Sasha's Fuzzy-coupon to win one argument. I thought it was rather obvious that Sasha used the coupon to force Fuzzy to let her kill herself. We did after all vote that both of them take the coupons very seriously. What else would Fuzzy be this obsessed about that she keeps the coupon always on her person? Also: Julie can now win one argument against Fuzzy
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Nov 6, 2017 15:18
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Serious enough that Fuzzy would have let a scrap of paper win out over fifteen years of extreme survival programming? Possible, but unlikely. More likely the argument will have led to knowledge or actions Sasha couldn't live with, or that she will have killed herself indirectly, or that Fuzzy sees it as Sasha having killed herself indirectly (like Sasha having pursued knowledge that will have gotten her killed by Ares InfoSec or Knight-Errant Internal Affairs or something). Fuzzy would have kept it any which way as a memento. Potential future perfect tense is hard. Also: Julie only gets to use that if Fuzzy honors the coupon from someone other than Sasha, and if it's this serious it's probably a promise for Sasha alone. Loophole if Fuzzy and Julie end up each other's dearest friend or dating, but even if Sasha's out of the picture that doesn't really seem in character for either of them. On the other hand, existential stress is a hell of a drug. dont be mean to me fucked around with this message at 15:37 on Nov 6, 2017 |
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Nov 6, 2017 15:32
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I like where you are going with that so my potential idea is for Julie to give the coupon to NowFuzzy. So then both Fuzzy and Sasha have coupons to win one argument, and they both take them very seriously. and get them to both use it in the same argument that lead to Sasha killing herself
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Nov 6, 2017 15:45
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HiHo ChiRho posted:I like where you are going with that so my potential idea is for Julie to give the coupon to NowFuzzy. So then both Fuzzy and Sasha have coupons to win one argument, and they both take them very seriously. Oh, poo poo, I like that. Have Fuzzy keep that Future Coupon for exactly the moment to counter Sasha winning a fatal argument.
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Nov 6, 2017 16:05
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Well then I figure we should spend 4 karma on dropping most of the racism, and 10 on getting rid of the criminal SIN. The SIN is gonna be a huge obstacle to us getting licensed as a healer, the Powers that Be don't tend to look kindly upon convicted magical murderers much less give them permission to use magic on other people. Save every single ounce of knowledge karma for the spirit, I want a nerd friend. E: Oh, as for who we should tell what - tell Fuzzy everything. She's the most pragmatic of the bunch and key to this whole thing, we should work with her the most. Maybe tell Kenji that Christina is not who she seems to be, but don't tell him about his impending deletion. Try and keep Sasha out of the loop on any of the heavy stuff, for obvious reasons. Even just poo poo like "I saw riots against Knight Errant" would be enough to cause trouble. She's a good kid, but she's a super sheltered corp princess who loves cops. Crazycryodude fucked around with this message at 17:19 on Nov 6, 2017 |
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Nov 6, 2017 16:50
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There's a slight problem with the coupon stuff: Julie doesn't know about the Sasha/Fuzzy coupon book And Julie has no clue what was going on with that vision or if it was the future: she's going to talk to the teacher first. Even then, she'd probably talk to edward/Kenji about LeBlanc first, rather than talk to Fuzzy about this poo poo- she has no clue how to deal with what Fuzzy said or gave her.
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Nov 6, 2017 18:13
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She's totally going to show Fuzzy the coupon and tell her what FutureFuzzy said. Fuzzy will fill in those blanks.
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I don't think she will immediately: at the very least not till she's had a talk with the teacher about WTF was going on and what it meant. Julie isn't a brave, bold person, she's meek and doesn't like to draw attention, things which make using future knowledge quite hard for her to do.
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