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Re: Oddestsey III
With hours of rummaging through Crabmeisters vaults having to be put on hold for Phil and finished for the imminent task of protecting V€™s machine. After a quick call to Blotter to arrange a meet up, Patricia, Maurice and Phil change into their disguise forms. While Patricia and Maurice get upon the tandem and ride out, Phil gleefully jumps into the organists chair and with a short but incredibly dramatic chorus, the airship rises up through the tall pillars and out a pair of gigantic doors which open above it and it soars out into the night€¦
Maurice and Patricia make it to V€™s rendezvous point first, as they dash through the rain drenched streets, spraying passers by from the tyres passing through puddles. When they arrive they find two figures waiting for them. The first is instantly recognisable as the masked figure of V - spinning his cane through his fingertips. Next to him is a slightly different figure - an incredibly humourless looking man with a grey suit and a pair of large round glasses. This figure is made all the odder by the fact he appears to be translucent.
It is this gentleman that starts to talk while V continues to throw his cane into the air and catch it. €œI am V€™s lawyer Mr Tower and I have a few forms for you to fill out€Â. He quickly passes you a few non disclosure forms and contracts that put heavy penalties on betraying him. As however you have no intention of doing so anyway and the forms don€™t ask for anything invasive that a false identity won€™t protect against you fill away. While you are filling this out police begin to arrive, and you see Blotter striking a dramatic pose on top of a gargoyle in the gloom several stories above you. A light high above indicates what the two presume to be Phil.
After a quick briefing, the heavily shuttered building front they stand outside to reveal a rather large, incredibly armoured truck. It€™ll proceeds slowly with everyone following on foot alongside. Maurice surreptitiously scans the vehicle, and while it detects €œover-rated€ and €œvibranian metals€ matching the missing Mass Manipulation Matrix, but missing the magical metals that would identify it as a potential stolen MMM.
V then extends his cane and it sprouts helicopter blades and he flies off into the night. The lawyer just fades from visibility.
* * * * *
At AK Industries Taranis looks around the room holding the URP. Upon closer inspection there are light footprints in the dust. A closer inspection still leads to even more worrying conclusion - the footprints seem to cut into the stone itself very slightly, only very lightly but still, as if where there taloned footprints touch the stone is not longer there.
The footprints circle around the machine a few times and then exit through the door. However, they seem to have materialised within the room itself. Taranis follows, out of the room and along the corridors, she passes a demonic cleaner who gives him a smile and a nod and passes by. Otherwise it€™s eerily quiet. It veers through ever more winding and empty passages until it enters a small empty room, Taranis enters and the door slams shut behind him€¦
* * * * *
Despite all the concerns of a robbery, the journey seems uneventful, but the buildings loom above them in the tight roads they travel through. They catch odd glimpses of Blotter making improbable leaps between blocks of buildings. The rain beats down on them, but all is still in the streets except for the flashing neon signs and odd pedestrian willing to brave the rain.
It is twenty minutes from the pier where they are due to drop off that Blotter notices a figure ahead of his rooftop path. It is still as stone, and he hadn€™t noticed it earlier - it is currently peering down at the path.
Blotter sneaks up behind the figure, club raised, and challenges him to identify himself. The figure shushes him without turning around and beckons him over with a finger. Blotter, still with his club raised, approached cautiously. The figure points to the convoy and then shushes Blotter as they watch€¦
Ahead of the convoy, something is happening to the road.
* * * * *
The things started appearing moments after the door snapped shut. Inky things coming out the corners of the rooms€¦ like living shadows. One lunged towards him but Taranis swings his lightning rod down towards it and blasts a torrent of electricity out the end, incinerating it. More are coming though and a blast at the wall to try and escape proves fruitless - the room has thick insulated walls.
Taranis arcs round projecting electricity through his foes, blasting them apart but more and more seep through walls like ink€¦ The sound in the room raises to a cacophony of thousands of whispers.
* * * * *
The road seems to boil ahead of the convoy and shapes itself into a humanoid figure. A tarmac elemental. The armoured truck grinds to a halt and the thing advances - and then bats away a squirrel like policeman away as if it were nothing. Patricia runs at it while the other police open fire with their assorted weapons, though nothing seems to do any damage. The huge dread knight mace scrapes along the ground as Patricia runs, and swings it upwards giving the huge beast and swings it upwards, catching the beast beneath the chin and sending it backwards. It catches its balance and lunges back into the fray.
Meanwhile, thirty skeleton warriors in conquistador outfits with ancient rifles and rapiers appear around the truck. Maurice does a flying kick into one, shattering its ribcage and spins round decapitating two more with croissants. However the next few are formidable swordmen, and he enters a duel with them.
Blotter tries to leap down to the aid of his friends, but suddenly he finds himself restrained by thousands of butterflies flying around him in such a way as to restrain him.
The figure them himself explodes in a shower of thousands of techni-coloured butterflies. Above them, Blotter watches as Phil seems to be battling a giant robotic mosquito from his airship, while simultaneously playing Ride of the Valkyries on the organ.
Down on the streets more skeletons are appearing by the moment. Patricia and the tarmac elemental are in a brutal stalemate, while causing huge collateral to the streets. Numerous police officers are down, mostly unconscious, but a porcelain lady police woman is lying shattered on the pavement. A manticore and a clockwork woman are the only officers still fully in the fight, and even they are being swamped.
Maurice suddenly shouts in pain as a lead ball shoots through his shoulder. He whirls a croissant across the street and shatters the legs of that skeleton, but it is now harder to fight. He notices other figures appearing - teleporting in like the skeletons - paramilitary figures but with rune covered armour and hexagonal prism rods as weapons with a number of clicking rings upon them. They are advancing on the survivors, rods raised when suddenly butterflies explode everywhere.
The rods are clicked several times and the paramilitary types fire at Maurice. He closes his eyes out of reflex, but the pain never comes. Butterflies dance around him protecting him from the attack. He turns to see the new figure - dressed in a patchwork jacket of many colours with a broad smile on his face. Three of the paramilitary types advance on him. He grins even wider and thrusts forth his left hand, expelling a beam of butterflies that disintegrate the left side of the attackers torso. A second beam propels the attacker forty feet down the road and when the butterflies disperse there is nothing left but dust.
The figure waves his arms and butterflies burst from everywhere€¦ the skeletons, remaining paramilitary and tarmac golem disintegrate. But then the next few seconds time warps slowly€¦ literally. Even as the butterflies pass, four more paramilitary types appear. The first rams their rod into the ground, creating a bubble around them€¦ the next two open fire and bolts of light lance through their saviours chest. The third€¦ he presses his rod and time slows to a fraction of its normal pace and points it at the truck - then in slow motion, the truck, the contents and the beetle-driver appear in blue schematic form in layers quickly appearing in the air next to it, and before anything else could happen, it concludes and the four vanish again leaving the truck intact.
Maurice runs over to the Butterfly man who smiles wryly at him despite lying on the floor with a chest with holes in it. €œBonsoir ma fellaw frrrenchman! Ah have played all ma cards for now. I hope it helped. Bon nuit!€ He then disappears again, though now all the butterflies are tired looking and blood red€¦
On the rooftop Blotter finds himself released, and in the sky above, a short riff catches the mosquito well and the thing crashes down onto a rooftop nearby.
More police arrive soon along with ambulances. Everyone is bandaged and taken off who needs it, and the porcelain lady is collected in a dustpan. Though its suggested she€™ll live, but will no longer be fit for active duty (you hear mention of emergency glue). The remaining people quickly finish the journey to the docks where the truck drives aboard a ship which is then locked up tightly. V does not look pleased with the news of the attack when he arrives, but rather than blaming any of you, looks rather grim.
* * * * *
Taranis feels weary€¦ he has been fighting for a while now and his electricity levels are draining fast. There are a few cuts on him where the creatures have got a claw at him, but there are no physical cuts€¦ but a feeling of bitter cold where they touched€¦
Even as he feels faint the door slams open. A silhouette steps through and grabs something from its belt which fills the room with light, and the whispering turns to screams as the shadows dissolve. Taranis takes a minute or so to be able to see again. Before him stands a man with sunglasses a shirt and a utility belt.
€œHello Taranis€¦ I€™m Athorna, and I€™m afraid you and your friends are in far more danger than you know!€Â
END OF DAY 4
With hours of rummaging through Crabmeisters vaults having to be put on hold for Phil and finished for the imminent task of protecting V€™s machine. After a quick call to Blotter to arrange a meet up, Patricia, Maurice and Phil change into their disguise forms. While Patricia and Maurice get upon the tandem and ride out, Phil gleefully jumps into the organists chair and with a short but incredibly dramatic chorus, the airship rises up through the tall pillars and out a pair of gigantic doors which open above it and it soars out into the night€¦
Maurice and Patricia make it to V€™s rendezvous point first, as they dash through the rain drenched streets, spraying passers by from the tyres passing through puddles. When they arrive they find two figures waiting for them. The first is instantly recognisable as the masked figure of V - spinning his cane through his fingertips. Next to him is a slightly different figure - an incredibly humourless looking man with a grey suit and a pair of large round glasses. This figure is made all the odder by the fact he appears to be translucent.
It is this gentleman that starts to talk while V continues to throw his cane into the air and catch it. €œI am V€™s lawyer Mr Tower and I have a few forms for you to fill out€Â. He quickly passes you a few non disclosure forms and contracts that put heavy penalties on betraying him. As however you have no intention of doing so anyway and the forms don€™t ask for anything invasive that a false identity won€™t protect against you fill away. While you are filling this out police begin to arrive, and you see Blotter striking a dramatic pose on top of a gargoyle in the gloom several stories above you. A light high above indicates what the two presume to be Phil.
After a quick briefing, the heavily shuttered building front they stand outside to reveal a rather large, incredibly armoured truck. It€™ll proceeds slowly with everyone following on foot alongside. Maurice surreptitiously scans the vehicle, and while it detects €œover-rated€ and €œvibranian metals€ matching the missing Mass Manipulation Matrix, but missing the magical metals that would identify it as a potential stolen MMM.
V then extends his cane and it sprouts helicopter blades and he flies off into the night. The lawyer just fades from visibility.
* * * * *
At AK Industries Taranis looks around the room holding the URP. Upon closer inspection there are light footprints in the dust. A closer inspection still leads to even more worrying conclusion - the footprints seem to cut into the stone itself very slightly, only very lightly but still, as if where there taloned footprints touch the stone is not longer there.
The footprints circle around the machine a few times and then exit through the door. However, they seem to have materialised within the room itself. Taranis follows, out of the room and along the corridors, she passes a demonic cleaner who gives him a smile and a nod and passes by. Otherwise it€™s eerily quiet. It veers through ever more winding and empty passages until it enters a small empty room, Taranis enters and the door slams shut behind him€¦
* * * * *
Despite all the concerns of a robbery, the journey seems uneventful, but the buildings loom above them in the tight roads they travel through. They catch odd glimpses of Blotter making improbable leaps between blocks of buildings. The rain beats down on them, but all is still in the streets except for the flashing neon signs and odd pedestrian willing to brave the rain.
It is twenty minutes from the pier where they are due to drop off that Blotter notices a figure ahead of his rooftop path. It is still as stone, and he hadn€™t noticed it earlier - it is currently peering down at the path.
Blotter sneaks up behind the figure, club raised, and challenges him to identify himself. The figure shushes him without turning around and beckons him over with a finger. Blotter, still with his club raised, approached cautiously. The figure points to the convoy and then shushes Blotter as they watch€¦
Ahead of the convoy, something is happening to the road.
* * * * *
The things started appearing moments after the door snapped shut. Inky things coming out the corners of the rooms€¦ like living shadows. One lunged towards him but Taranis swings his lightning rod down towards it and blasts a torrent of electricity out the end, incinerating it. More are coming though and a blast at the wall to try and escape proves fruitless - the room has thick insulated walls.
Taranis arcs round projecting electricity through his foes, blasting them apart but more and more seep through walls like ink€¦ The sound in the room raises to a cacophony of thousands of whispers.
* * * * *
The road seems to boil ahead of the convoy and shapes itself into a humanoid figure. A tarmac elemental. The armoured truck grinds to a halt and the thing advances - and then bats away a squirrel like policeman away as if it were nothing. Patricia runs at it while the other police open fire with their assorted weapons, though nothing seems to do any damage. The huge dread knight mace scrapes along the ground as Patricia runs, and swings it upwards giving the huge beast and swings it upwards, catching the beast beneath the chin and sending it backwards. It catches its balance and lunges back into the fray.
Meanwhile, thirty skeleton warriors in conquistador outfits with ancient rifles and rapiers appear around the truck. Maurice does a flying kick into one, shattering its ribcage and spins round decapitating two more with croissants. However the next few are formidable swordmen, and he enters a duel with them.
Blotter tries to leap down to the aid of his friends, but suddenly he finds himself restrained by thousands of butterflies flying around him in such a way as to restrain him.
The figure them himself explodes in a shower of thousands of techni-coloured butterflies. Above them, Blotter watches as Phil seems to be battling a giant robotic mosquito from his airship, while simultaneously playing Ride of the Valkyries on the organ.
Down on the streets more skeletons are appearing by the moment. Patricia and the tarmac elemental are in a brutal stalemate, while causing huge collateral to the streets. Numerous police officers are down, mostly unconscious, but a porcelain lady police woman is lying shattered on the pavement. A manticore and a clockwork woman are the only officers still fully in the fight, and even they are being swamped.
Maurice suddenly shouts in pain as a lead ball shoots through his shoulder. He whirls a croissant across the street and shatters the legs of that skeleton, but it is now harder to fight. He notices other figures appearing - teleporting in like the skeletons - paramilitary figures but with rune covered armour and hexagonal prism rods as weapons with a number of clicking rings upon them. They are advancing on the survivors, rods raised when suddenly butterflies explode everywhere.
The rods are clicked several times and the paramilitary types fire at Maurice. He closes his eyes out of reflex, but the pain never comes. Butterflies dance around him protecting him from the attack. He turns to see the new figure - dressed in a patchwork jacket of many colours with a broad smile on his face. Three of the paramilitary types advance on him. He grins even wider and thrusts forth his left hand, expelling a beam of butterflies that disintegrate the left side of the attackers torso. A second beam propels the attacker forty feet down the road and when the butterflies disperse there is nothing left but dust.
The figure waves his arms and butterflies burst from everywhere€¦ the skeletons, remaining paramilitary and tarmac golem disintegrate. But then the next few seconds time warps slowly€¦ literally. Even as the butterflies pass, four more paramilitary types appear. The first rams their rod into the ground, creating a bubble around them€¦ the next two open fire and bolts of light lance through their saviours chest. The third€¦ he presses his rod and time slows to a fraction of its normal pace and points it at the truck - then in slow motion, the truck, the contents and the beetle-driver appear in blue schematic form in layers quickly appearing in the air next to it, and before anything else could happen, it concludes and the four vanish again leaving the truck intact.
Maurice runs over to the Butterfly man who smiles wryly at him despite lying on the floor with a chest with holes in it. €œBonsoir ma fellaw frrrenchman! Ah have played all ma cards for now. I hope it helped. Bon nuit!€ He then disappears again, though now all the butterflies are tired looking and blood red€¦
On the rooftop Blotter finds himself released, and in the sky above, a short riff catches the mosquito well and the thing crashes down onto a rooftop nearby.
More police arrive soon along with ambulances. Everyone is bandaged and taken off who needs it, and the porcelain lady is collected in a dustpan. Though its suggested she€™ll live, but will no longer be fit for active duty (you hear mention of emergency glue). The remaining people quickly finish the journey to the docks where the truck drives aboard a ship which is then locked up tightly. V does not look pleased with the news of the attack when he arrives, but rather than blaming any of you, looks rather grim.
* * * * *
Taranis feels weary€¦ he has been fighting for a while now and his electricity levels are draining fast. There are a few cuts on him where the creatures have got a claw at him, but there are no physical cuts€¦ but a feeling of bitter cold where they touched€¦
Even as he feels faint the door slams open. A silhouette steps through and grabs something from its belt which fills the room with light, and the whispering turns to screams as the shadows dissolve. Taranis takes a minute or so to be able to see again. Before him stands a man with sunglasses a shirt and a utility belt.
€œHello Taranis€¦ I€™m Athorna, and I€™m afraid you and your friends are in far more danger than you know!€Â
END OF DAY 4
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