The Last Oddetsey

[kodster]

Eudial woke up in time for the cold voice to call out, and saw the tendrils drag the 2D being back in. She jumped to her feet. It was like someone had screamed inside her head, but that was meaningless now... wishing to conceal the vital weapon for now, she instead drew out the holy knife (from the Elven woman's statue in the church) and ran straight towards the building... before realizing the others were with her. She stopped and looked back.

"...coming?" said Eudial, raising her eyebrows.

[NFX]

Twitch looked around at his surroundings, slightly uncomfortable with the situation he was now involved in, someone's life or death in his ha-well...in his wings. Curse his not having hands. "I guess we have to..." he replied, following Eudial towards the building.

[majinb]

ohpost

The Spanish Inquisition starts chanting a battle cry.

Conesnatcher the squirrel starts sorting out the paperwork.

It's on.

[Badnik96]

"Erm, I'd rather follow the group if that's alright mister professor dude. You guys seem to have reached a consensus, I'm in."

Phantasmic Slammer follows the group into the building.

"Man, that professor guy creeps me out..." he says to himself.

[shadowflare]

Marisa follows the others inside. Gotta go rescue the people. Maybe there will be stuff to keep!

[steven_mcg]

"Erm, I'd rather follow the group if that's alright mister professor dude. You guys seem to have reached a consensus, I'm in."

But that's what I meant!

Urgh, forget it. Robots. So literal-minded. Wait for me, chaps!

[alex_holt]

TEAM HOSTAGE SITUATION

The team enters the building and follows the corridors through - it looks it was a fairly busy building until this situation went down, and would be well maintained if it wasn't for all the items people dropped during the shock of this assault. The lights are still on at this point, but appear to be on emergency power, while all the other technological gizmos this city is filled with are turned off. It is suspiciously quiet.

Eventually they find themselves heading on into the canteen - a room in the centre of the building with very minimal natural light, and as they enter the door is closed behind them. Several dozen hostages of various species are tied up to tables around an area of floor at the rear of the room, including some children. As they look around the room you can see the minions here:

A dark green human-sized rooster samurai
An Ogre with electrified knuckle dusters
A Wigglytuff necromancer
A tedious looking man with a sleazy little moustache holding loads of postcards

However, the leader is clearly the huge bulky figure in dark armour who stands in the centre of the room. On closer inspection it appears to be made of some sort of textured black plastic, and be secured with white joints.

"Not who I was trying to lure out, but you needed to die at some point anyway" the strange figure declares. "I can't have some people resistant to the rift running around, it would be bad form"

There is something about his voice - the quality of his voice doesn't sound quite normal, there is something a bit weird about it - though their questions are answered almost immediatly

"I am the Death of VHS, bearer of the Rift - any last words before you die?"

THE SPANISH INQUISITION

With the combined might of the team, the Demon stands little chance - suddenly finding himself attacked by daggers, the Demon lashes out a few times - but the skills and speed of Aurelia's squad means that the worst that happens if a few scratches on Goldrod's armour and a blast of acid breath dripping off Wentworth's shields for a few minutes. The Demon realises this is a losing battle and attempts to runs off, however Wentworth blasts him in the back with a spectrum beam as he escapes sending the Demon's unconscious face sliding into the mud.

Meanwhile Conesnatcher manages to finish the accounts, it turns out she had just incorrectly worked off new gross income rather than her net income, and had not been accounting for several deductables.

"Thank you great hero, you are truly my saviour! How will I ever thank you?" she says to the Squirrel. "Here, have this Hazelnut cake I was baking earlier!"

Meanwhile, she seems to entirely ignore the rest of the party - and also the large unconscious Demon furhter down the street, which might decide to seek revenge if it wakes up free. There appears to be a police station further down the road which might have some cells if needed.

[kodster]

(OOC: I wish to attack the Leader immediately - but let's discuss attack strategies on Skype, Hostage Situation party!)

[NWOWWE]

Looking through the list of information, Gaunt was already trying to formulate the ideal strategy. Obviously it wouldn't do just go barging in asking for this Phoenix engine, especially not if he was dealing with a true businesswoman. It didn't really help that he had no real money to haggle with, but maybe there could be another way. The accountant listed in this profile might have some personal knowledge about Ms. Triablos and that was a better starting point. And hopefully she wouldn't be as resistant to his charm ability as Eudial had been. That was still annoying him. Gaunt hated not being able to easily manipulate peoples emotions when he wanted to.

He turned to the cat.

"We'll start off going to the company's accountant. If we're going to infiltrate this place we need to know more about it's inner workings. And if we can make a good impression on this fellow it'll be all the better later on."

[Badnik96]

Phantasmic Slammer charges at the electric ogre dude and discovers he's much faster than before.

"rollin' around at the speed of sound, got places to go gotta FOLLOW MY RAINBOW"

[playzooki]

playzooki breathed

then he wondered where the other people had gone

then he ate more dinner.

then he wandered around vengeances castle, looking for something to do.

[kodster]

The leader is clearly the huge bulky figure in dark armour who stands in the centre of the room. On closer inspection it appears to be made of some sort of textured black plastic, and be secured with white joints.

"Not who I was trying to lure out, but you needed to die at some point anyway" the strange figure declares. "I can't have some people resistant to the rift running around, it would be bad form"

Eudial grinned; battle-lust was upon her. "Oh I can assure you, you'll be worse than just 'in bad form'," she hissed, fingering the hilt of the holy sword.

"I am the Death of VHS, bearer of the Rift - any last words before you die?"

"It won't be my last, but here's one - catch." With that, Eudial's eyes glowed like fire as, with her free hand, she flung a ball of hellfire at the being with great speed.

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(OOC: battle strategy. I want the main guy's head, so please leave him to me. :P My suggestions to my comrades is that Steve and either Badnik or GF93 take out the postman and the samurai, as they seem pretty quick and can distract me, and one of GF93 and Badnik (whoever didn't help Steve) go after the ogre. NFX I think would have an easier time with the Wigglytuff and Tracy can likely distract the leader and minions using her long-range spells; hell, looking up Marisa's powers, that magic would huuuurt. o.o

What I want to do against the Leader guy is conceal my Lance until he gets dangerously overconfident. He seems like the cocky type so I want to lure him into a false sense of security, thus I'll just pepper him with fire attacks (preferably hellfire) and use my blade for close-range combat. If the need calls for it, I've still been charging the loci so I can probably deck him with a powerful blast. Hell, I could try a combination of using the fire extinguisher and my newfound Sand-Attack to blind him. I'll do this when I have the Lance so he can't expect an attack. When I draw out my Lance I do wish to get close enough to him so I can attack him without fear of missing.

If the minions get too much, I'll use my Explosion Inducement power, either placing a palm on the ground and transferring detonation energy into them, or clapping my hands together and blowing them away that way. :P

I realize I probably didn't need all this but I want to be prepared and we don't have any real info on these thugs so yeah. :P)

[majinb]

Aurelia holds her communicator. Forget about the police station down the road, she had a better idea.

"George? Yeah, lovely to hear your voice, hey, listen, I have rounded up a sleazy looking demon here, all unconscious and everything, and I was wondering if you could teleport him back to the castle and put him in whatever holding facilities the castle has. You could? Great. No, The Spanish Inquisition don't wanna teleport back just yet, we are celebrating our victory here together with a poor old lady and hazelnut cake. Yeah, long story."

...

After finishing the final slice of hazelnut cake, and a final goodbye to the poor old lady, The Spanish Inquisition gets their collective behinds back on Maurice Francois's tandem bike, to continue their path through this strange world. Their next destination, New Melded's most read newspaper!

[steven_mcg]

The team enters the building and follows the corridors through - it looks it was a fairly busy building until this situation went down, and would be well maintained if it wasn't for all the items people dropped during the shock of this assault. The lights are still on at this point, but appear to be on emergency power, while all the other technological gizmos this city is filled with are turned off. It is suspiciously quiet.

Eventually they find themselves heading on into the canteen - a room in the centre of the building with very minimal natural light, and as they enter the door is closed behind them. Several dozen hostages of various species are tied up to tables around an area of floor at the rear of the room, including some children. As they look around the room you can see the minions here:

A dark green human-sized rooster samurai
An Ogre with electrified knuckle dusters
A Wigglytuff necromancer
A tedious looking man with a sleazy little moustache holding loads of postcards

However, the leader is clearly the huge bulky figure in dark armour who stands in the centre of the room. On closer inspection it appears to be made of some sort of textured black plastic, and be secured with white joints.

"Not who I was trying to lure out, but you needed to die at some point anyway" the strange figure declares. "I can't have some people resistant to the rift running around, it would be bad form"

There is something about his voice - the quality of his voice doesn't sound quite normal, there is something a bit weird about it - though their questions are answered almost immediatly

"I am the Death of VHS, bearer of the Rift - any last words before you die?"

You mean, other than "is that it"? If you seriously think a Dark Age monstrosity is going to depose the world's greatest criminal mind with something as banal as a hostage job, you've got another thing coming.

Specifically, this sword in this cane. Woopah!

Come on, you ruffians! Have at thee!

(Finally, a piece of the action!

(First things first, secure the hostages. I can use the Thoughtsteel to create shielding for the poor sods till the fight's over, but it may not be enough for everyone. One of the bigger lads can play defence in that case.

(Me, I'll leave the armoured tape recorder to the hothead and avoid the necromancer where I can. Ruddy magic. I doubt I can match the rooster in fisticuffs - never thought I'd have to say that again - so I'll stick with the other two.

(I can use try short-circuiting the ogre's dusters with either the mecro-morph, cane lasers or my own manual tools. He's stronger, but I doubt he can catch someone as light-footed as me so easily if I have to disable them up close. Once his weapons are gone, cool his brain with an ice beam and give him a concussive blast for the KO. That or feed him infinite Malteasers till he throws up. Wouldn't mind a distraction from one of you lot.

(As for the old git with the postcards, God knows what he's here for. Given the rest of this place, though, he must have some strange, horrifying gimmick about him. Blast the bugger with concussive sonic waves before he can put his tricks into motion and find out what's so fascinating about those cards after the fight. If he tries anything funny beforehand, tank with my bunker forcefield and bullet shield until either I think of something dashed clever or someone else does.

For great victory!

(D20 Roll: 3)

[NB: Alex, I'm away tomorrow until Tuesday, so no updates from me till then. Soz. ]

[NFX]

Glancing from one minion to the next, the parrot was more than a little nervous about what was actually going to happen. The main guy might have said they were going to die, but that didn't mean they were going to die. Did it? Suddenly, the blue and yellow robot shot off towards the ogre, Eudial threw a fireball into the face of the leader, and Twitch realised that the intrepid, mismatched group were actually in a proper, full-fledged fight now.

Instinctively, he gave a squawk and flew up into the air, before realising that he had actual wings of steel now. Sort of. The leading edges of his wings. The funny pink ball-looking creature didn't seem especially tough, so Twitch figured that would be a good test of what his new weaponry could actually do. From his high vantage point, the macaw shot down towards the floor, before levelling himself out and swooping along the ground, making a beeline for the small round pink thing...

(D20 Roll: 17)