Session Start: Thu Nov 22 20:00:06 2007
Session Ident: #taw
* Logging #taw to 'logs\EsperNet\#taw.20071122.log'
<DeathStar> Stardate: 10-587.12.31
<DeathStar> Location: Unknown
<DeathStar> 6* The team awakens in a big empty room with two exits to other parts of the building. The front door is sealed off with metal, as is the windows. What is most strange is they don't have any memories for the last 10 hours.
* Jackieness is now known as Cassandra`
<Kit> <Chii> Nandatou...?
* SPoC rubs his face as she looks around. 1"What the hell..."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren groans as he sits up, holding his head.
* Marcus` slowly looks around, blinking his eyes as they slowly adjust. "..."
* Jennifer` opens her eyes, looking about in confusion, brishing hair out of her eyes.
<Kit> 6Freyja giggles in the background, causing Chii to turn. 1"You little bi-- no, wasn't you."
<SPoC> 6Dias pushes himself using the wall to brace himself. 1"God, it's like I spend an entire day drinking."
<Kit> <Freyja> Afraid not. Just funny how I seem to have fallen for it too. Twice lately, I must be slipping.
<Jennifer`> "Where are we...?"
<Marcus`> *Theron rests against the wall, eyes locked onto the ground.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina rubs her head. "My head is pounding."
<Cassandra`> ...I think I suffered an internal power fault...
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grabs his vicodin bottle and pops a pill.
<Marcus`> I feel like I got into a fight with a bottle of jack, and it won.
* SPoC pats herself down, checking herself for her weapons.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> Omega Coke headache!
<Kit> 6Chii checks her person for the small arsenal she carries.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl growls loudly like an animal. "Okay, I'm pissed."
<Marcus`> Sounds like, kitten.
<Kit> <Freyja> Good! Then when I learn of something, I know who to tell.
<SPoC> 6Dias slaps himself and he shakes his head.
* Jennifer` rubs her head. "...Can anyone remember anything about blanking out? Like... how did we get here? Why?"
<DeathStar> <Katrina> The last thing I remember is taking a shower.
<Marcus`> *Theron sighs slighly. "I was reading my book."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren stands up, eyeing the empty room. A paper is taped to the wall, with big letters written in cranyon.
<Jennifer`> "I was having some food..."
<Cassandra`> ...I was doing my aerobics...
<SPoC> I was watching Cass do aerobics, than just white.
<SPoC> NRP: Dias
* Marcus` pulls himself to his feet, eyes scanning the room. "That's because she punched you."
<Kit> <Chii> I was in a shower." 6Her eyes shift.
<Jennifer`> "I suppose we should be glad we remember anything."
<Kit> <Freyja> I was praying.
<SPoC> <Dias> Which is why I'm not shocked, just confused that I'm here.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren lumbers over and reads the paper quietly.
* Jennifer` gets up and starts to look around, joining Warren.
<Marcus`> True. *he nods to Dias, then shifts his eyes to Warren*
<Kit> 6Chii inspects Katrina, given that crowding a note will likely do no good when Warren will read it or hide it anyway. 1"Are you alright?"
<Jennifer`> "A game...?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> *grunts*
<Jennifer`> "Looks like a little kid wrote it..."
<SPoC> I do not like games. 6She notes
<DeathStar> <Katrina> I'm fine. Just confused.
<Marcus`> Think Chad is having a good joke?
<DeathStar> <Warren> *rubs his temples* No, not a kid.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl glares at everyone, clearly feeling the anger.
<Cassandra`> Then who?
<Jennifer`> "Not a kid? You know who?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> The only game I like is the drinking game.
<Marcus`> The one with the quarters?
<SPoC> <Dias> I hope this game requires the ladies to take their clothes off.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren strains to think through his headache. "I was investigating something. A serial killer."
<DeathStar> <Warren> Police couldn't figure out who he was or his pattern. Liked to leave notes in cranyon.
<Jennifer`> "Not good..."
<Marcus`> <Theron> Definitely not good. *he stands now*
<SPoC> <Dias> Oh, I won't like this game than.
<Cassandra`> ...reminds me of that investigation into thos high school deaths...
<Jennifer`> "He left you pills... did he leave anything else?"
<Kit> 6Chii turns her head and slowly, irritably stares at Freyja.
<Kit> <Freyja> I said already, it's not me.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren checks. His weapons are gone. He grunts.
* Jennifer` checks for her gun, sighing, "...Great..."
<Jennifer`> "Cheryl? Can you form your whip?"
<SPoC> There are two exits. Which one do we take?
<Marcus`> It's a good thing Dias' body is a weapon, I can throw him at the guy.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> ... 6* She eyes the device missing from her arm. "No."
<Cassandra`> Hmmm... *runs an internal diagnostics on her integrated arsenal*
<DeathStar> 6* Cassandra's weaponary is offline
<Cassandra`> ...how the...? My internal weaponry is out of commission.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Makes sense.
<SPoC> <Dias> I still have my fists.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes the north exit, and the south exit.
<Kit> 6Chii grumbles at Freyja, then crosses her arms. 1"I'm lacking my blades, guns, shurikens, kunai, flash bombs, incendiaries, smokescreens, and..."
<Marcus`> If I was the guy, i'd definitely not live your gear-like arsenal online.
<Marcus`> NRP: leave*
* Jennifer` looks around more. "Two doors... claims it's a game.. who else doesn't like the idea of seeing what's behind the doors?"
<Kit> 6Chii snaps a few times. 1"...Don't think I can use ninpo or foxfire here."
<DeathStar> 6* A voice begins to speak. An eerie, child like voice, that is clearly not a child's, begins to speak. "Heeeeello."
<SPoC> 6Dias eyes Marcus suspiciously.
* Marcus` glances up. "Oh that's just lame." He frowns.
<Kit> 6Freyja returns the greeting gleefully. 1"Hello!"
* Jennifer` looks about, instantly creeped out.
<DeathStar> <Voice> Like a fly in my web, I carefully caught you all. And now we're going to play a game. Like in the movies.
<Cassandra`> ...to knowck it out though...he had to have his hands all over me... *shiver*
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> *rocks on her heels*
<DeathStar> <Voice> At midnight, all of you will be dead from the various things I put in your bodies. However, if you can escape before Midnight, you may just live
<DeathStar> 6* Warren looks up, frowning.
<SPoC> I find it creepy. 6She looks around
<Kit> <Chii> May? We may or may not? Tch.
<DeathStar> <Voice> As they say in showbiz, let the games begin.
<Marcus`> What time is it?
* Jennifer` matches the frown, biting her lip nervously.
<SPoC> Something in my body? 6She lifts her shirt and begins examining her skin
<SPoC> <Dias> Some guy touched my body. That's digusting.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes his watch. "We have 2 hours and 15 mins."
<Kit> <Freyja> Technically with only a voice, it may not have been a male.
<Jennifer`> "We should get started then..."
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Figures. Stroke of midnight on new year's eve.
<Marcus`> *Theron shifts slightly, having been silent most of the time. "Then do we split up or all go one way?"
<Marcus`> And here I was hoping to be wasted by then.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> They always die in the movies if we split up.
<DeathStar> *they
<Kit> <Freyja> I wonder if they are obsessed with new year's resolutions?
<Jennifer`> "So which way do we go?"
<Marcus`> <Theron> "Then which way do we go?"
<SPoC> 6Dias blinks at Freyja than shakes his head. 1"We should go north.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> We also should not have sex!
<DeathStar> <Warren> South it is.
<Jennifer`> "Yeah, south."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren turns and walks for the southern door.
<SPoC> 6Dias hmpfs and crosses his arms.
<Kit> 6Freyja heads northward. Chii looks at her and begins heading south.
* Jennifer` heads after Warren.
<Marcus`> *Theron eyes Myria. "What does Sex have to do about it?"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl hops up and moves for the south door. Katrina stands as well.
* SPoC moves after Warren, she puts her shirt backd own.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes the door, not moving to open it.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren motions at Marcus. "You do it."
* Marcus` rubs the back of his neck, eyeing Warren. "I've seen those movies, let Dias do it."
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> That's what happens in these human movies. The most promiscuous individuals are always targeted first.
<DeathStar> <Warren> But I just told you. So do it. Or I'll activate your chip.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren gestures at the door impatiently.
* Jennifer` looks down, hiding a grin.
* Marcus` eyes Warren and steps forward to open the door.
<SPoC> 6Dias scuffs his foot and he moves to the south
<DeathStar> 6* The door knob turns slowly.
<Marcus`> <Theron> I see.
* Marcus` pushes out to open it.
<DeathStar> 6* The door opens slowly.
<Cassandra`> Watch out for the flying knives.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Well, go through it.
<Marcus`> ...
<Kit> <Chii> That's comforting.
* Jennifer` watches.
<Marcus`> I hate you. *he steps through it*
<Kit> 6Freyja glances at everyone going south and tries the northern door.
<SPoC> <Dias> Don't be a wuss Marcus.
<DeathStar> 6* The door opens for Freyja.
<DeathStar> 6* Marcus finds himself in a hallway, with 5 more doors.
<DeathStar> 6* And as staircase at the far end.
<Kit> 6Freyja lets it slide open on its own momentum and peers.
<DeathStar> 6* Freyja finds herself in front of a staircase leading down.
<SPoC> <Dias> Don't games like these usually give clues or something?
* Marcus` coughs. "Well. Lead the way, Dias."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> That's assuming he wants us to win.
<SPoC> <Dias> Whatever. 6He throws his hands up and moves past the group and into the hallway.
<DeathStar> 6* Nothing happens to Dias.
<Kit> 6Freyja glances upward, around, then begins heading downward with a cheery whistle.
* Jennifer` sticks to Warren, watching Dias with interest now.
<Marcus`> Which door, Warren?
<SPoC> <Dias> Wuss. 6He moves down the hallway.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes all the doors, then shrugs.
<Cassandra`> ...hey...anyone notice we're missing somebody...?
<Kit> <Chii> Check them all, then we can take our pick.
<Kit> 6Chii crosses her arms. 1"We're missing Setsuna, if that's what you mean, Cassandra."
<DeathStar> 6* Freyja arrives in the basement. She's four steps from the bottom. It has a lot of boxes and other storage, plus a furnance of sorts.
<SPoC> And the little girl that shows up randomly.
<Marcus`> Right. Go ahead, Chii. *he motions*
<Kit> 6Chii glares at Marcus. 1"You really are a wuss."
<Cassandra`> I mean...someone who was with us. Freyja is gone. *crosses her arms*
<DeathStar> 6* Warren walks along the hallway.
<Kit> 6Chii moves forward and turns the knob on the first, assuming nothing happens, she does this repeatedly, pushing them all open with her foot.
<SPoC> <Dias> Hey Marcus can you get furry? 6He glances back at him
* Marcus` shrugs. "I'd rather not try."
<Jennifer`> "Can he like... sniff a way out or something?"
<DeathStar> 6* An explosion rips open from the second foor, nailing Chii.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren is knocked off his feet.
* Jennifer` is as well, falling back.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl falls back onto her back.
<SPoC> 6Dias blinks being at the end of the hallway.
* Marcus` falls onto his ass, skidding. "SEE!"
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina shields her face. "Jesus Christ, Chii!"
<Kit> 6Chii flits back, landing against the far wall with her feet-- Losing her abilities, but not her skills.
* SPoC topples off landing on Cheryl
<DeathStar> 6* Chii is KOed. It WAS an explosion
<Kit> 6Chii falls to the ground.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina moves over, checking Chii's singed flesh.
<Marcus`> That's why I didn't want to do it. *he stands up*
<Marcus`> <Theron> Is she alright?
<DeathStar> <Katrina> No.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren stands up. "Anyone else stupid enough to open all doors?"
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl pushes SPoC off and rises.
<SPoC> <Dias> No.
* Jennifer` tightens the sleeve over her bad arm and fidgets.
* Marcus` shakes his head.
<DeathStar> 6* A piece of the wall falls down a second later.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> Not me!
* SPoC lands beside Cheryl now she rubs her head. 1"Sorry Cheryl."
<Marcus`> *Theron frowns, then glances towards where the piece of wall fell.
<DeathStar> 6* The second room. It's pretty much trashed, though; no clues inside, no doubt.
<SPoC> <Dias> Since the first door didn't explode. I nominate we look into that one first.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina picks up Chii, since she's not going anywhere.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Be my guest. 6* He motions.
<Cassandra`> Watch out for tripwires.
<SPoC> <Dias> Oh you bastard. 6He sighs and moves back down the hallway, eyeing the singed and burned Chii and he peers into the 1st room.
<Kit> 6Freyja taps her lip, regarding the furnace and peruses the boxes and whatever might be around or written on them, as well as the steps before her and the ceiling of the room.
<DeathStar> 6* It looks liked a child's bedroom. Complete with a small, yet tidy bed, and action figures and dolls on a dresser. The window is sealed off.
* SPoC stands up and dusts herself off.
<DeathStar> 6* No clues from mere visuals.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl helps SPoC up.
<SPoC> <Dias> It's a kid's bedroom...And it's kinda creepy.
* SPoC smiles at Cheryl. 1"Thanks."
<Jennifer`> "Action figures... and dolls?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> Kids are creepy. No offense. 6* He tells Jennifef.
* SPoC squats and he leans inside the room, peering around for any trip wires
<SPoC> NRP: Dias
<DeathStar> 6* There appears to be no trip wires this time. At least, near the door and what he can see of the bed and dresser.
<Jennifer`> "None taken." *she holds up her bad arm*
<SPoC> <Dias> It appears clean. 6He puts a foot inside.
<DeathStar> 6* Nothing happens.
<Marcus`> What's the point of looking around a kid's room?
<DeathStar> <Warren> Maybe the key to get out is inside.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren makes a duh face.
<SPoC> <Dias> Not sure scooby. 6He steps in, albeit actually cautious for once.
* Marcus` eyes Warren. "Your duh face looks odd."
<DeathStar> <Warren> You smell like wet dog.
<Cassandra`> Well, shall we search it then?
<SPoC> 6Dias begins creeping over to the dresser
<DeathStar> 6* The room does nothing evil to Dias. The eyes of the doll peer at Dias as he moves closer.
<Marcus`> Fair enough.
<SPoC> <Dias> Ok that's just creepier. 6He pauses, staring at the doll. He takes a step to the side
<Jennifer`> "I never liked dolls..."
<DeathStar> 6* The eyes seem to follow Dias.
<SPoC> <Dias> This doll keeps staring at me.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Maybe it likes you. 6* She calls from the hallway.
<Marcus`> Careful, it might shoot laser beams out of its eye.
<Jennifer`> "Why don't you inspect it then?"
<SPoC> We should kill it than. 6She calls from the hallway
<SPoC> <Dias> Yeah, I'm gonna touch a doll with creepy eyes. 6He sighs then moves closer to it
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina works on tending to Chii's burn wounds, though doesn't really have anything that tend wounds, she just likes to appear useful.
<DeathStar> 6* The doll does nothing.
<Jennifer`> "Oh come on Dias, it just wants you to hug it!"
<SPoC> 6Dias gulps than snatches the doll and leaps away, covering himself in a ball
<Kit> 6Freyja bends down and runs her finger along the steps, checking for dust.
<DeathStar> 6* No dust.
* Kit is now known as Freyja
<Marcus`> And he called me a wuss. *he says with a sigh*
<DeathStar> 6* The doll begins to talk. "The secret is inside me." 6* The doll explodes.
<Jennifer`> "Has the... oh creepy..."
<SPoC> 6Dias goes flying
<DeathStar> 6* Warren holds up a hand as the room explodes. He eyes Dias laying down in a bloodied mess.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Two down.
<Marcus`> Oh fuck. *he moves over to check Dias' pulse.*
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl bends down and quickly begins to try to apply some clothing to his wounds, to keep him from bleeding to death right there.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> Thta looks painful. *rocks on her heels*
* Freyja sighs and slowly enters the room looking left and right, much more cautious since it seems that this place is frequently or thoroughly cleaned being no residue from the furnace or dust over time.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren offers Cheryl a vicodin to give him.
* Marcus` does his best to help Cheryl.
* Jennifer` looks about to see if anything might have come out of the doll besides an explosion. She stays by Warren though.
<DeathStar> 6* As Freyja steps on the last step, the stairs explode under her. There seems to be a pattern to the madness.
<DeathStar> 6* Or a sell on bombs.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren bends over and grabs a key from the doll, that somehow survived. He squints.
* Freyja is now known as Kit
<Jennifer`> "Well that's a bonus."
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina glances over her shoulder. "Did you hear something?'
<Marcus`> *Theron glances up. "There was another explosion." He informs Warren.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren frowns . "Freyja, probably. We'll assume she's dead."
<Cassandra`> ...I told you she was missing...
<Marcus`> <Theron> I shouldn't go retrieve her?
<DeathStar> <Warren> If you must. But hurry. I'd hate to see you blow up next.
<Marcus`> *Theron nods and shifts off to retrieve Freyja.
<SPoC> This guy uses to explosives too much.
<Cassandra`> She disappeared in the room we started in...so she probably went through the north door.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> He must have a fetish.
<Marcus`> Perhaps that's his thing?
<Cassandra`> Warren, what can you tell us about this serial killer?
* Jennifer` sighs, "Can we talk about the killer after?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> He earned the nickname Ghoul because of he has cut his victims to death. Oh, and he uses explosives. Starting now.
<DeathStar> *of how
<DeathStar> 6* Warren pops a vicodin.
<Marcus`> Ghoul, eh? Nice name. Better than bubbles.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stablizes Dias as best she can, but he's clearly not going to live long if they don't get out.
<Marcus`> *Theron moves through the room they woke up in and then through the next door, albeit carefully, he glances down to steps as he creeps down.
<Cassandra`> Starting now? Unusual for such a drastic change in MO.
<SPoC> Who's Mo?
<DeathStar> 6* Theron wound find Freyja, all bloodied and ruffled, in a pile of charred wood.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Ghoul likes to change things up, apparantly.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Or we're special.
<Marcus`> *Theron frowns and attempt to surgically remove her so that no other things go boom.
<Marcus`> You're special Warren.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren moves to the stairs that lead up, squinting at them.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl picks up Dias.
<Cassandra`> Or this isn't actually Ghoul.
* Marcus` stands with Cheryl, stepping back out into the hall.
<DeathStar> <Warren> It's him. 6* He notes in that Warren is awesome voice.
<Jennifer`> "It's some jerk who wants to kill us in a sick game, that's enough for me."
* SPoC snuffs at Cass for ignoring her and she moves after Warren
<DeathStar> 6* Warren lets out his breath. He clearly doesn't fancy walking up the stairs.
* Jennifer` stays with Warren, eyeing the stairs.
<Marcus`> *Theron would then move to return back to the group with the bloodied Freyja.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina winces when she sees Freyja.
<Cassandra`> And that's Modus Operandi...no a name. *moves after them*
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> *skips along after them too*
<DeathStar> 6* Warren motions at Marcus. "Go up the stairs and tell me if it's safe."
<Marcus`> Dude...
<Marcus`> *Theron sets her down and does his best to stop the bleeding.
<DeathStar> <Warren> What? If Dias could survive holding an exploding doll at point blank, I'm sure you can make it up the stairs.
<Jennifer`> You could always go Wolfie.
<Marcus`> I'm fragile goods. *he moves over to the stairs, inspecting to see if there are in trip wires or if any of the first four steps look they are on one of those pressure plates that makes things go boom*
<DeathStar> 6* They look normal.
<DeathStar> 6* But I'm sure Freyja thought the same thing.
<Marcus`> <Theron> Freyja's bomb was under a step. *he notes*
* Marcus` glances back and frowns. "Wonderful." He creeps up them slowly, keeping low and peering for the usual bomb related clues.
<DeathStar> 6* As Marcus steps on step six, it makes an odd creak sound
<DeathStar> <Warren> Stop.
* Marcus` pauses.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl groans. "That was a bomb."
<Marcus`> ....oh crap. Now what?
<DeathStar> 6* Warren considers. "Think you could jump fast enough back down here?"
<SPoC> It sounded out of key.
<Jennifer`> "Blow it from a distance, or dismantle it?"
<SPoC> With him on it? I like that idea.
<Marcus`> It would be painful, but, better than being exploded, I guess. On three? Step back.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren leans to the side.
<Cassandra`> PRessure trigger is already down. Its either a dud or its going to blow as soon as he lifts his foot.
* Jennifer` leans to the side.
* Cassandra` moves back...
* SPoC moves back, a lot
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl prepares herself to catch Marcus.
<Marcus`> One, two, ....Three. *he pushes off and jumps back towards the bottom of the steps*
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> *wtaches to see whathappens*
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl catches Marcus and covers them both up at the bottom of the steps. Nothing happens.
<Marcus`> My hero. *he says with a swoon*
<DeathStar> 6* Suddenly, a giant metal ball falls from the ceiling on the second floor and rolls down the stairs.
<DeathStar> <Warren> ... Nice.
* Marcus` pauses. "Oh shit."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl tenses, then grabs Marcus, throwing him to the side.
* SPoC slides into the childs room doorway
<DeathStar> 6* Warren runs back.
* Marcus` is thrown to the side, makes a face.
* Jennifer` moves with Warren.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl dives. As the ball reaches the bottom step, it explodes.
<Marcus`> *Theron leans over Freyja, grunting from the explosion.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina frowns, biting her lip.
* Marcus` pulls his arm over his face, slamming into the wall roughly.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sits up, groaning. Her clothing is ruined slightly, and her right arm is blistered and burnt.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Fuck. OW
<DeathStar> 6* Warren looks at the ruined lower half of the staircase.
<Jennifer`> "So now we get to climb..."
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> I think I saw something like this from a human movie..but the ball didn't go blooey.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl leans her head against the wall. "I think I got a concussion."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren kneels down, checking Cheryl, then grunts. "Wait here."
* Marcus` shifts over to her side. "How many arms do I have?"
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grabs the 7th stair and pulls himself up, when spikes pop up from the floor and impale his hand. He lets go and falls back, cursing
<Jennifer`> "Warren!"
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes the stairs. "Spikes? SPIKES? ... Nice."
* SPoC leans back out and she scuddles over to Cheryl, kneeling down.
* Jennifer` catches him a bit, nearly falling over, having been follwoing him.
<Jennifer`> "This guys a clever bastard."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren holds his damaged hands. So much for shooting.
<SPoC> Maybe the key's for once of these doors.
* Marcus` nods his thanks to Cheryl and stands, glancing at Warren. "You think all the other steps have spikes?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> I don't know. Find out.
<Cassandra`> The starcase may be a decoy.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren tries to wrap his own hands.
* SPoC stands up she moves to the 3rd door and stands beside it, she grabs the knob and slowly tries turning it.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> ...let me help... *moves to help Warren bandage up*
<DeathStar> 6* It turns.
* Jennifer` moves to help then realises how hard it is to wrap anything with one hand.
* Marcus` looks to the steps and glances around for a piece of board.
<DeathStar> 6* Some of the stairs have lift tiny pieces of board.
* SPoC lets it go and she moves to the next door, repeating the same process
<DeathStar> 6* It turns.
* Marcus` picks up a piece of board and then takes it in the tip of his fingers, standing up on his tip-toes to press into the 8th step.
<DeathStar> 6* Nothing.
* Jennifer` does her best to help Warren finish wrapping up.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren nods his thanks to the two.
* SPoC moves to the last door and tries it with the same process
<DeathStar> 6* Turns.
* Marcus` extends to try and get to the 9th step, being careful to not touch the 7th as he presses down on it as well.
* SPoC lets go and looks at Warren. 1"They're all unlocked
<DeathStar> 6* Nothing.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Noted.
<Jennifer`> "Maybe the door we need is beyond one of these."
<Cassandra`> The key may be for the door outside.
* Marcus` turns to Warren. "8th and 9th are clear. Only the 7th has spikes.
<Marcus`> At least, that I can reach.
<DeathStar> <Warren> It could be to a door on the next floor.
<Marcus`> *Theron kneels there besides Freyja, frowning that he can't help her furthur.
<Cassandra`> Up the stairs then?
<Marcus`> If someone can lift me up, I can check the following stairs.
<DeathStar> <Warren> *motions* Go ahead.
* Marcus` glances to Cass.
<Marcus`> Help me up?
<Cassandra`> Alright. *moves to lifts Marcus up to reach the higher steps*
<SPoC> Well since I don't feel like getting blown up. I'm leaving the doors shut
<DeathStar> <Warren> Good strategy.
* Marcus` holds onto Cass and then carefull steps onto the 8th step.
<DeathStar> 6* Nothing happens to Marcus.
<Cassandra`> Got it?
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes his watch. "2 hours until we're all dead." 6* He notes.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Just to let you know.
* Marcus` pulls the piece of step up and presses into the 10th as he moves up. "Yeah." He continues this process be it safe.
<DeathStar> 6* Marcus reaches the second floor.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grunts, then just uses Cassandra as a stepping stone to get up the steps.
<DeathStar> 6* Without her permission.
* Marcus` makes sure he isn't going to be hit then calls back down. "All clear except for 7th."
* Jennifer` looks over Warren's hands worriedly. "This is a sucky New Years party."
<Cassandra`> ...some warning next time...
* SPoC reaches down to lift help Cheryl up
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> Me next! *jumps, using Cass' head as a stepping stone*
<Cassandra`> 6<14Cassandra6> Damn blue girl!
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl waves SPoC off. "I'll wait here until my head is clear."
* Marcus` lifts Freyja up. "It'll be hard to move the wounded up past that 7th step."
<DeathStar> <Warren> Leave them down here for now.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren examines the second floor. 10 more doors. Yay.
<SPoC> Ok. 6She nods and moves up the steps using the left over pieces. skipping the 7th step
<Marcus`> NRP: Yeah that was theron.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina stays with the wounded. She's a good nurse.
* Jennifer` pulls herself up, looking about. "This... really..."
<Marcus`> *Theron nods and rests Freyja on the floor, he moves to get up the stairs, with Cass' help, reaching out a hand to help her.
<Marcus`> I hate doors.
<DeathStar> <Warren> That's just irrational. I hate what's on the other side.
* Cassandra` pulls herself up on to the 8th step with Theron's help.
<Marcus`> *Theron nods to Cass and moves up glancing at the doors.
<SPoC> I think I'm developing a rational fear of doors.
<Marcus`> Ok, that's better than just hating doors.
<Marcus`> What's your favorite number? *he glances at Warren*
<DeathStar> 6* Warren moves to the first door, puts his back against the wall, reaches out, turns the knob, then pounds it open with his wounded fist, making a face. He then slides away from any explosions
<DeathStar> 6* No explosions follow.
* Marcus` shifts to the side of the door and slowly peeks inside.
<DeathStar> 6* It's a room full of mirrors.
<Marcus`> Dias would love this room. *he notes*
* SPoC stares into the room. 1"Ooooooh."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grunts.
<Cassandra`> Mirrors...nice...broken glass will be a dath trap.
<Marcus`> <Theron> Those are the worst kind. *he glances around at the other doors*
<DeathStar> 6* After a long unconscious period, the damaged Chii would wake up to a world of pain.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren ignores the mirror room. He figures Marcus and SPoC can handle it, if they choose.
* SPoC grabs the piece of wood from Marcus and she chucks it in at a mirror then moves beside the door
<Jennifer`> "What I wanna know is who the hell would live in a house with rooms like this."
* Marcus` widens his eyes and slips back. "Way to warn me."
<DeathStar> 6* The mirror shatters. Bullets come flying out into the hallway.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren whirls around as bullets fly by.
* Cassandra` dives!
* SPoC stares at Warren, across from him. She just waves
* Jennifer` turns and watches in horror, "Good God..."
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> *leaps out of the way!
<Cassandra`> This isn't a house for living in!
<Marcus`> *Theron watches the two dive and coughs.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren shoots SPoC in the face. At least, in his mind.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina props Chii's head on her lap, sensing her consciousness.
<SPoC> He likes bullets too.
<DeathStar> 6* The bullets finally stop.
* Marcus` waits till after the bullets stop and glances back inside.
<DeathStar> 6* A gun on a pedastal can be seen from behind the shattered mirror; smoke rises from the barrell.
<SPoC> You should go check it out now Marcus.
<Jennifer`> "A sentry gun?"
<DeathStar> 6* Warren just rubs his face.
<Marcus`> ...I've been sticking my neck out this entire time. It's your turn. *he slips past that doorway, moving down to Door Three&
* SPoC leans in and kneels down, she glances around the room.
<DeathStar> 6* There's about 5 other mirrors
<DeathStar> 6* Warren steps to the side of door 3; lest there be a gun or a bomb
* Jennifer` gets out of the way as well. "Knock yourselves out..."
* Marcus` glances at Warren. He kicks out to kick the door open, then shifts to the side of the door, not wanting to be sploded or shot.
* Cassandra` and Myria stay out of the doorway...
<DeathStar> 6* The door doesn't even get kicked open.
* SPoC glances back down at the stairs for something else to throw.
* Marcus` pauses, and eyes the door. "What the hell?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> Does this look like an action movie?
<Marcus`> You punched that one. *he motions*
<Jennifer`> "Horror or Thriller."
<DeathStar> <Warren> I turned the knob first, idiot.
* SPoC pulls off one of her shoes and she hurls it at the mirror next to the one she broke. She ducks back around the wall
* Marcus` sighs. "Well that's lame." He shifts to turn the knob, most of his bodystill to the side.
<DeathStar> 6* Nothing happens.
<DeathStar> 6* The knob breaks off.
<DeathStar> 6* Then....EXPLODES!
<DeathStar> 6* Warren is knocked back on his ass.
* Jennifer` hits the wall, groaning. "...Damnit this is getting old..."
* Marcus` freaks out with the knob breaks off and moves to drop it, but he's still not that fast, he's knocked back, sliding along the floor.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina runs her hand through Chii's hair, assuming the girl doesn't want to talk
<DeathStar> 6* Warren sits up. "He dead?" k
* SPoC peers back inside
<Jennifer`> "There's so much hope in your voice."
<Marcus`> *Theron shifts up to check on Marcus.
* Jennifer` moves over, helping Warren up.
<DeathStar> 6* Marcus is in about as bad of a shape as Dias.
<Marcus`> <Theron> I have bad news. And I have good news.
* Cassandra` skids back along the floor, arm raised to protect her face from the blast...
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes Cassandra skidding back 2 minutes after the explosion
<DeathStar> 6* Warren slowly turns back to Theron. "Yes?"
* SPoC pulls her other shoe off and she chucks it another mirror than hides back again
<DeathStar> 6* Nothing happens.
<Marcus`> <Theron> He's alive, but like Dias, very injured. Choose which you believe to be bad and good.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren makes a noncommital sound, then moves to try door 10
* SPoC hmpfs out of throwable things. 1"Can I have his shoes?
* Marcus` is now known as Theron
<DeathStar> 6* Gas leaks out from the mirror room.
<SPoC> Oh god. 6She grabs the door and slams it shut
<Theron> If you require them. *he stands up*
* Jennifer` looks over. "Oh... shit..."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren glances back. "What?"
* Jennifer` moves away from that door. "Gas."
<Cassandra`> Gas....another explosion will turn this hallway into a deathtrap...
<Jennifer`> "Another explosion will be really bad."
<SPoC> Gas...6She begins backing away from the door
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes all the possible death trap doors.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Then we better choose wisely.
<Theron> Often times, seven is chosen as a lucky number.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren motions for Theron to try 7.
* SPoC backs all the way over to Warren.
<Jennifer`> "...Yes... let's use lucka nd supertition..."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren uses SPoC as a human shield.
<Cassandra`> Luck and superstition makes about as much sense as anything else in this madhouse.
* SPoC shifts Warren infront of her
* Jennifer` moves behind SpoC and Warren.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> *hides behind Warren and SpoC
<DeathStar> 6* Door 7 awaits Theron.
* Theron takes a breath and then moves over to the door, he presses his back against the wall beside it and reaches out to turn the knob, then shifts his leg to kick back to open the door, he moves back against the wall and closes his eyes.
* Jennifer` eyes Myria trying to take her spot.
<DeathStar> 6* The knob is...locked!
* Theron pauses. "It is locked."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren tosses him the key.
* Theron catches it and slides it in, turning to open it, repeating the kicking process that never actually happened before in the earlier post.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> *gets behind Jennifer then
<DeathStar> 6* The door pops open to reveal a lifesize human maniquin. It has been butchered with knife marks and claw marks, and has an envelope taped to it's missing jaw.
* Jennifer` looks up and back at the older woman trying to hide behind a 15 year old.
* Theron eyes the maniquin. "Disgusting."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grunts a response.
<Jennifer`> "Well... read it?"
* Theron makes sure there are no possible trips between himself and the manniquin.
<DeathStar> 6* Doesn't appear to be.
<Cassandra`> Now that mannequin looks more like you described the previous victims...
<DeathStar> <Warren> I hadn't noticed the correlation.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren says blandly.
* Theron carefully shifts over to the mannequin, then checks to make sure the envelope isn't attached to a trigger that will cause another explosion or something of that sort.
<Cassandra`> Well...I think the claw marks are what's more interesting...
<DeathStar> 6* He would, in fact, notice a little trip wire to the missing jaw line
<Theron> There is a trip wire. *he informs them, then looks to see if there is anyway he can get to read the letter without tripping the trap*
<DeathStar> 6* Ha ha. No.
<Theron> No way to get it without triggering the trap. *he says with a frown*
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grunts.
* Theron steps back and glances out at them. "Suggestions?"
<DeathStar> 6* Warren motions at his handy sidekicks.
* Theron sniffs slightly to see if the gas has filled the hallway yet.
<SPoC> None that end up with something exploding
<DeathStar> 6* Not yet.
<Theron> We've still got a little time. Cass, trigger it, you're the most durable one present.
<SPoC> How do we know a letter will survive?
<Kit> 6Chii peers up at Katrina with one of the most irritable expressions she's had aside from when she openly tried to strangle Freyja.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina just gives her a vicodin
<Cassandra`> Alright...move back. *moves over, taking the letter between two fingers*
<DeathStar> <Warren> Clearly, Cassandra will protect the letter with her body
<Kit> <Chii> ...Was that cyanide?
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Yes, dear.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> *tries to make herself smaller behind the others*
<Theron> We hope. *he shifts out of the room* Good luck, Cass.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren gives Cassandra a salute.
<Kit> <Chii> Appropriate. Freyja didn't have much more luck than I did, it seems. I feel better.
* Jennifer` just shakes her head.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> She's worse off than you.
<Kit> 6Chii glances away, twitching. 1"Fine, I feel a lot better."
<DeathStar> <Katrina> She could die.
<Kit> <Chii> ...
<Kit> <Chii> Well, we can't have that. I haven't found a soul yet.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> That's my sweet Chii. 6* She notes dryly.
* Cassandra` then tightens her hold on the letter and then leaps forward toward the others!
<DeathStar> 6* The head opens up and launches a spike through CAssandra's back.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren blinks once, staring at the spike that is lodged through Cassandra.
<Cassandra`> ...well...the claw marks and knife cuts...least the spike is in...theme...
* Jennifer` stares, therapy is going to cost a lot later.
* Theron pauses. "...I..." he frowns, shifting over to check on Cassandra
* SPoC leans in eyeing it. 1"I don't like your new piercing.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren takes the letter oddly. "I think that spike is poisoned." 6* He notes, opening the letter.
<Kit> 6Chii grins, after wincing on her first attempt. 1"I ...try." 6She says this, but the last few remarks have belied growing concern.
<Theron> What makes you think that? *he glances at Warren*
<DeathStar> 6* Warren motions. "It looks slick."
<SPoC> It did go through her chest.
<DeathStar> <Warren> I hadn't noticed. 6* He notes dryly.
<SPoC> Than you should be more observant
* Theron shifts her to her side. "Hang in there, Cass."
<Cassandra`> ...well...its a good thing that I was the one who pulled it then... *pushes the spike back out*
<DeathStar> 6* Warren takes the spike and rams it through SPoC's eye ball
<DeathStar> 6* At least in his mind.
<Jennifer`> "...SO what does the letter say?"
<DeathStar> 6* Warren moves over and opens door ten. "A series of numbers. Get the others up to the second floor. I'll be back."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren moves inside.
<Theron> Alright. *he shifts motions for SPoC to help him, moving back to the others*
<Jennifer`> "A-Alright..."
<Cassandra`> Honestly...this isn't so bad. Explosion might have actually hurt...normal human would be dead right now.
* SPoC moves back down the hallway and down to the stairs, stopping on the 8th step.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stands up. "You guys ready?"
<SPoC> Warren believes so, yes.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl picks up Freyja and hands her off to SPoC.
* Theron jumps down past the 7th step and moves up to the first injured, Dias. He lifts him up and moves over to SPoC, shifting to he doesn't touch the 7th Step as he lfits him up.
* Theron waits for SPoC to take Freyja.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina rises with Chii. "Come on."
* Cassandra` goes to rip the door to the mannequin room off its hinges, planning to place it over the hole in the stairwell.
* Jennifer` walks back, trying to see if there's anything she can do to help.
* SPoC grabs Diasn and moves him back up stairs, setting him down on the 2nd floor. She moves down for the next person
<Theron> Pull the people away from the gas, Jennifer. *he informs, glancing to Chii and Katrina, he moves over to lift Chii up, taking her to SPoC*
* Cassandra` sets up the ramp... then readjusts her top to secure the hoel through her.
<Cassandra`> Self-repair systems will take care of it after a while...
* Jennifer` starts doing so, bringing them closer to the 10th door, down the hall.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> *helps Jennifer move the people.
* SPoC grabs Chii and moves her onto the second floor and comes back
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina pulls herself up, as does Cheryl, albeit slower.
<DeathStar> 6* The 10th door is open, inviting Jennifer into it.
* Theron does a double check to make sure that is everyone, the moves back up, 7th step aside.
<Kit> <Chii> ...Judging from the looks of things, it hasn't been any more fun since I went out.
* SPoC moves down the hallway.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> It's been a real blast.
<Kit> 6Chii face palms, then winces.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina sticks with the wounded, providing emotional comfort.
* Cassandra` heads back to the others.
* Theron kneels there. "Warren said he would be back."
* Jennifer` walks over to the 10th door, peeking inside.
<DeathStar> 6* It's ... a staircase!
<DeathStar> 6* Leading upward!
<Kit> <Chii> How long was I out? Are we doomed yet?
<DeathStar> 6* Warren peers down the staircase. "It's clear. I used the numbers on the paper to unlock the exit."
* Jennifer` steps back, eyeing the stairs.
<Jennifer`> "Should I get the others then?"
* Theron glances at Jen, then stands hearing Warren's voice.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Unless you want to wait around for 1 hour and 20 mins.
* SPoC grabs Dias and tosses him over her shoulders. She moves down to Jen.
* Jennifer` turns and calls out, "Let's go guys!"
<Cassandra`> Alright, lets move out.
* Theron lifts Marcus up and moves over for the stairs.
* Jennifer` heads up.
<Theron> Cass, are you able to carry Frejya?
* SPoC moves up the stairs
<DeathStar> 6* The staircase leads them to an attic, full of manniquins who peer at them. On the far side is an open door, with rain visible and hearable. It seems a storm is going on outside. Warren moves back out into the rain; it appears they are on the roof.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina helps Chii up the stairs.
<Theron> Please do so. *he says to Cassandra and then moves to walk up the steps*
<SPoC> It's the exit. This means we win than doesn't it? 6She moves after Warren, stepping out in the rain
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl walks up, babying her woudned arm.
* Cassandra` lifts up Freyja.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren glances back, already soaked. "Maybe."
* Cassandra` heads up.
* Jennifer` moves out with him. "We're... on a roof..."
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> *skips up to the attic*
* Theron scans the room, then shifts his eyes to focus on Warren as he moves for the open door.
<SPoC> Maybe there is a clue in one of the mannequins.
<DeathStar> 6* One manniquin has shiny things on it, taunting and tempting Myria.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> Look! Shinies!
<Theron> Do not touch Myria. *he warns*
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina helps Chii out int othe rain.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> b...but...shinies...
<Kit> <Chii> The voice did say we -may- get out alive.
<Theron> Myria. *he says again, sternly*
<Kit> 6Chii leans on Katrina for her support, but does stubbornly try to exert most of the effort herself.
<DeathStar> 6* The shinies call to Myria.
* Cassandra` carries Freyja out on to the roof...
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> ...b...b...but...
<DeathStar> 6* Warren wipes at his nose, then notices blood. He pauses.
<DeathStar> 6* He grabs SPoC, inspecting her nose.
<Theron> You will die. *he warns*
<DeathStar> <Warren> Dammit.
* Jennifer` stares at Warren.
<Jennifer`> "What...?"
<SPoC> What? 6She looks at him worried
<DeathStar> <Warren> Whatever he put in us is still killing us, I believe. That or my vicodin is a bad batch
<Cassandra`> ...awww... *walks back toard Theron*
<SPoC> Give me one of your vicodins.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren hands it over.
<Jennifer`> "Maybe... we have to get away from the house...?"
* SPoC sniffs it then pops one back handing the bottle back.
<SPoC> No, they seem good.
<DeathStar> 6* The childish voice begins to speak again, from outside. It sounds like the person is on the roof with them. "Hello, boys and girls. I'm glad you got out with enough time for round 2."
* Theron shifts around, ready to fight.
<Kit> <Chii> Need I repeat the 'may.' It's not over.
<Cassandra`> ...they lied.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl whips around.
<Kit> <Chii> You little snot, you're lucky I don't know where you are, or I'd have fun inventing ways to reduce you to ash in the slowest possible manner.
* Jennifer` whirls around, looking for the owner of the voice.
<DeathStar> <Voice> If you want your candy, like good boys and girls, you better hurry. You have to get to the place it all began.
<DeathStar> 6* Jennifer would see... a comm.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina just frowns. "It all began?"
<Theron> Is he talking about our HQ?
<SPoC> Where it all began? Back downstairs?
<Kit> <Chii> Anyone have memories, yet?
* Jennifer` walks over to the comms, not touching it. "He's not here..."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren leans over the side of the roof. "I think I see our van. Maybe there's a clue in it."
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina shivers from the cold rain. She hates being cold and wet.
<SPoC> How are we going to get to it? We're up here and it's down there.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren wipes the hair out of his eyes, then looks for a way down; there is none, sadly.
<Cassandra`> How many stories?
<DeathStar> <Warren> Three.
<Kit> <Chii> If I weren't blasted that'd be a cinch. Or if Freyja were conscious.
<Theron> I can try to climb down, but it works better if I have my knives.
<Kit> 6Chii observes Katrina, holding one arm around her, but it's not much.
<Cassandra`> I could make it myself...doens't do much good if the rest of you can't though.
<DeathStar> <Warren> We have no time to waste. 6* He begins to climb over the side.
<Jennifer`> "You could go down, then bring us a ladder."
<DeathStar> 6* Warren tries to climb down, slips, and falls, landing roughly on the ground.
<Jennifer`> "D-Dad!
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl peers over. "Nice." 6* She mimics Warren.
* Jennifer` goes over to the side, staring down, looking worried.
<Cassandra`> Alright...I'll head down...and try catching you as you coem down... *leaps over the edge, landing on the ground*
* Theron glances over the edge. "What about the wounded?"
<DeathStar> 6* Warren groans on his back.
<Jennifer`> "Toss them to C-Cass?"
* SPoC moves to the edge of the roof and peers down
<DeathStar> 6* Warren gets to his feet, wobbling, then grabs his leg. He hobbles to the van.
<Theron> I'm not sure if they could take that kind of a fall. *he pauses* I suppose we have no choice.
<Jennifer`> "They die here, or down there, they have a chance down there..."
<Theron> Cass. On three. Catch. *he lifts Marcus up*
* Cassandra` readies...
<Theron> Three. *he drops him towards Cass*
* Cassandra` catches Marcus.
<Kit> 6Chii stares down grimly. 1"Anyone have a coat or something?"
* Theron shifts to repeat the process with Dias.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina shakes her head.
* SPoC hands Dias to Theron
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl rolls off the edge and lands like a cat without Cassandra's help.
* Cassandra` sets Marcus down and gets ready to catch again.
* Theron nods to SPoC and then lifts Dias up. "THree." He drops him.
<Kit> 6Chii squints, then begins removing her shirts. 1"This sucks."
<SPoC> Now me. 6She moves to jump.
* Cassandra` catches Dias.
<Cassandra`> Hey, wait! *drops Dias and moves to catch SpoC
* Theron moves over to lift up Freyja, moving back over to hold her, waiting on Cass to get ready.
* SPoC leaps over
<Cassandra`> Wounded first! *tries to catch SpoC
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl helps carry the wounded off the wet and freezing grass to the van.
<Kit> 6Chii drops her shirts over the edge. 1"Use those to catch us, will you? I can't have Freyja dying because you jolted the life out of her."
* Theron glances at Chii's chest.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina raises a brow at Theron.
<Kit> 6Chii drapes an arm around herself and also raises a brow to Theron.
* SPoC stands and smiles at Cass. 1"Thanks!" She hops off to the van
<Theron> It is slightly cold out here. *he notes, readying Freyja to drop*
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stuffs Dias into the back.
<Cassandra`> Alright, ready for Freyja! *gets ready*
* Jennifer` shakes her head a bit.
<Theron> Three. *drops her*
* Cassandra` catches Freyja.
<DeathStar> 6* Freyja's neck breaks
<DeathStar> 6* No, ha ha, just kidding.
<DeathStar> 6* Or am I?
* Kit twitches visibly as they do it the same way as the others and don't bother using the clothes she dropped. 1"Son of a.."
<Kit> NRP: Chii
* Cassandra` puts Freyja down.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl returns and stuffs Freyja into the back seats.
<Theron> Cass is better than that. Now go. *he motions*
<Kit> <Chii> Could have said that -before- I stripped. Okami...
<DeathStar> <Katrina> He just wanted to see you naked.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl stuffs Marcus into the overhead luggage bin.
<Kit> <Chii> I wished to discuss ninjutsu techniques with him, but this was not one of them.
<Theron> It could be a valuable tech.
<Kit> 6Chii lurches over the edge, praying for the first time in her life.
* Jennifer` stands, runing her hand through her hair to get some water out of it, wishing she'd worn heavier clothing.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina shivers, her breath visible in the pouring rain.
* SPoC leans into the van. 1"Will it start?
* Cassandra` gets ready.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren sits in the passenger seat, going over folders and files.
<DeathStar> <Warren> It's probably boobytrapped.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren frowns with enlightenment as he reads the notes.
<SPoC> Than it's a good thing you did not start it
<Jennifer`> "Go Chii, we don't have time."
<Kit> NRP: Uh, she did, half a paragraph ago.
* Cassandra` catches Chii
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina steadies herself to go next.
<Jennifer`> NRP: Lurches is an odd word.
<Theron> MRP: Very much, so.
<Cassandra`> Next! *puts her down on her feet*
<DeathStar> NRP: So is aphrodisac!
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina steps off.
* Cassandra` moves to catch Kat!
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina is caught by Cassandra. She hugs her.
* Jennifer` moves to go next, steadying herself.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren motions. "Go undo any bombs."
<Kit> 6Chii stumbles and awkwardly hobbles toward the van.
* Cassandra` gets ready to catch Jennifer.
<SPoC> Alright. 6She drops to the ground and roles on the van
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina lets go, helps Chii into the van, and gets inside, shivering and soaking wet.
<Jennifer`> "Here I come!"
* Jennifer` hops down.
* Cassandra` catches Jennifer!
* Theron takes the time to begin climbing down now that everyone is off of the roof. "Catch me if I slip, Cass."
* Jennifer` hugs her too and scrambles down to good, solid earth.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl sits in the back, her long blonde hair dripping water everywhere. She looks annoyed.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> *leaps down!!!
<Cassandra`> No warning?!
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes his watch. "1 hour." 6* He announces to those dramatically going down as slowly as possible.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> *nestles against cyborg cleavage...
* Jennifer` climbs into the van, wringing out her hair.
<DeathStar> 6* SPoC finds no bombs or traps.
* Theron pauses mid-climb and eyes Myria falling past himself. "Oh jesus." He sighs, having forgotten her. He jumps off after halfway down and rolls, standing back up, moving to get in the van*
* SPoC rolls back under and pops the hood. She peers for any trip wires before opening i
<DeathStar> 6* Clear.
* SPoC opens the hood
<Cassandra`> ...down, you... *walks into the van with a clinging Myria*
<DeathStar> 6* Warren motions at Theron. "You will drive the van."
<DeathStar> 6* Seems good.
* Theron does a walk around the backside of the van to look for traps before getting in. "I'm an alien, I don't know how to drive>"
* SPoC shuts the hood and moves into the drives side and peers under the dash
<DeathStar> <Warren> ... Seriously?
<Theron> I've never taken the test. *he says with a nod*
<DeathStar> 6* Warren goes back to the folder. "Jennifer, you're driving."
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> Our conveyances have different methods of control too!
<Jennifer`> "Wh-Wha... kay... ummm..."
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina sneezes and shivers miseribly.
<DeathStar> 6* Clear.
<Theron> SPoC is in the drivers seat. *he notes, sliding in the van*
<SPoC> It appears clear. 6She looks over at Warren
<DeathStar> <Warren> SPoC scares me.
<Kit> 6Chii rests on Katrina, still very much annoyed, but fixated on Freyja.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grunts in approval to SPoC.
<Jennifer`> "I'm not even olod enough to get a learner's permit..."
<Cassandra`> ...Jennifer is a 15 year old.
* SPoC looks back at Theron. 1"I can drive?!" She looks at Warren a look of eagerness on her face
<DeathStar> <Warren> Would SOMEONE drive. We're going to die in 57 mins.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes them all like they're stupid.
* Jennifer` looks out the window and recollects her insane and entirely screwed up life... not too bad.
<Cassandra`> I'll drive! *moves to take over the driver's seat*
<DeathStar> 6* Warren opens his vicodin bottle and pours all the pills into his mouth.
<Kit> <Chii> I'll fucking drive if we can ge-- ...
<Kit> 6Chii stares toward Cassandra and just sighs.
* SPoC is shoved over and she plops onto the floor between Cass and Warren
* Cassandra` starts up the engine...
<DeathStar> 6* Warren hands CAssandra an address in Tokyo.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Apparantly we were investigating this place when he caught us.
<Cassandra`> And where are we now? *gets the van moving*
<DeathStar> <Warren> Well, clearly here.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren just gives her a look.
<Cassandra`> That doesn't tell me the way back to Tokyo, does it?
<DeathStar> <Warren> We're in Tokyo, I believe. You know. Jsut a guess.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes the buildings.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren spots a street sign, then grabs a map. He pauses, then points it out. "We are here."
<Cassandra`> Well, let's see...that street sign say that...so that means...we go this way.
<Cassandra`> And do we have any firepower back there?
<DeathStar> <Warren> No.
* SPoC looks back and forth between the two
<Theron> Just a bunch of dying people and a half-naked girl.
<SPoC> Half naked girl? 6She looks back
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes the map. "It'll take 40 minutes if we go the long way around town. But if we cut through, we can make it sooner. However, it means going through the New Year's Eve parties and gatherings.
<Cassandra`> ...great...wonder if we were being blown up by our own grenades and detonation packs.
* Theron points at Chii.
<Cassandra`> What's you call?
* Alicia has quit IRC (Quit: Night!)
<DeathStar> <Warren> I don't know about you, but the idea of having 10 minutes to find a cure doesn't set will with me.
<SPoC> I believe time is of the essense here. 6She stares at Chii's chest
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina pulls off her damp shirt and puts it over Chii's breasts. "God."
<Cassandra`> Then through the heart of town then.
* SPoC stares at Kat's bra now
* Cassandra` turns the wheel, sending them toward the heart of the party.
<DeathStar> <Warren> It will require fancy driving. 6* He notes douvtfully.
* Jennifer` looks at the two scantily clad girls and looks away, shaking her head.
<DeathStar> 6* So far the streets are empty. It seems this is a designated talk time.
<Cassandra`> NRP: I'll take this moment to go AFK
<SPoC> NRP: WE'RE DEAD!
<Theron> NRP: LOL!
<DeathStar> NRP: Totally dead.
<SPoC> Are you not cold now Katrina?
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Is there a problem? 6* She asks SPoC. "It isn't polite to stare."
<Theron> Any clue on what he infected us with?
<DeathStar> <Warren> No.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Do I look like I'm stopped being cold?
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina shivers as if to make a point.
<Theron> That is disheartening. *he frowns*
* SPoC pulls her shirt off and holds it out to Kat
<DeathStar> <Katrina> No thanks.
* SPoC blinks. 1"You are obviously cold. You should put it on.
<Kit> 6Chii holds up her fingers and snaps, attempting to form her fire.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> It's wet. It would be pointless.
<DeathStar> 6* Nothing.
* SPoC grabs it with both hands and she twirls it, tightnening it up. She then pulls and squeezes out as much water as possible.
<DeathStar> 6* The seat is soaked.
<Kit> <Chii> Whatever we're infected with is a strange thing indeed. I imagine it's what's preventing most of us from accessing our abilities, but since Freyja and I tap our spirit... what manner of bastard are we dealing with?
<SPoC> A man who most likely studied us all. 6She holds the shirt out again
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina takes it and puts it on.
<Jennifer`> "Creepy."
<Theron> That it also disheartening.
<DeathStar> 6* Suddenly, they're about to hit a car!
<Theron> SPoC! *he points forward*
* SPoC turns to eye the incoming car. She jerks the wheel to move their van right
<DeathStar> 6* Warren slams into the window as the van goes right. They're heading for a lamppost.
* SPoC swerves left now.
<DeathStar> 6* They ram into the side of the other car.
* Theron covers up his eyes, assuming that will make it go away.
<Cassandra`> NRP: Back
* SPoC waves to the car next to them.
<DeathStar> 6* The car spins out and crashes. Now they're hurtling toward a police barricade for all the idiots in the rain to celebrate.
<DeathStar> 6* Thankfully, not many idiots, so they shouldn't run over TOO many.
* Cassandra` turns the wheel, away from the barricade
<DeathStar> 6* Cassandra is now heading the wrong way.
<SPoC> AIIIEEEE!!!! 6Goes flying into Warren. Her chest smashes against his face
<DeathStar> 6* Warren makes a face.
* SPoC looks down at Warren, blinking
* Cassandra` thrn brings the van around, aiming for the part of the barricade with the least revelers behind it as she hits the accelerator.
<DeathStar> 6* CAssandra rams the barricade through. Now, she's in people territory. Two people stare in fear as she drives right at them, like a mad bitch from hell!
* Cassandra` turns to avoid the pair.
<Theron> Honk at them. They'll move.
<DeathStar> 6* Left, Right, Up, Down, Left, Right, Up, Down, Left, Right
<DeathStar> 5
<DeathStar> 4
<DeathStar> 3
<Theron> NRP: LOL!!!
<DeathStar> 2
<Cassandra`> lrudlrudlr
<Theron> NRP: Oh thank god i'm not driving.
<DeathStar> NRP: LOL!!!!!
<DeathStar> 6* Cassandera, in the most brilliant manuever ever, hits EVERY single person
<Cassandra`> NRP: ...wait...I'm suppoed to do the opposite?
<DeathStar> <Warren> That's ... one...way to do it
<Cassandra`> NRP: I didn't know that!!!
<SPoC> NRP: We've always did the opposite
<Jennifer`> NRP: It always has been. Forever.
<Cassandra`> NRP: ...I never did this before...
* SPoC looks forward, her chest still in WArren's face.
<DeathStar> NRP: You did it against wind!
<Cassandra`> NRP: ...when?
<Theron> Um. That was interesting.
<SPoC> NRP: And you watched us do it constantly!
<DeathStar> 6* Warren leans back. Thankfully, no one is dead.
* Jennifer` stares out the window. Therapy, lots and lots of therapy.
<Kit> NRP: Even I've done it, how can you not have!? x_x
<Cassandra`> NRP: ...I just can't remember...
<DeathStar> NRP: Here comes roudn 2.
* SPoC hops off Warren and she stares down at her chest then at Kat's.
<DeathStar> 6* Left, Right, Up, Down, Left, Right, Up
<DeathStar> 5
<DeathStar> 4
<DeathStar> 3
<Cassandra`> rldueld
<Cassandra`> r not e
<Cassandra`> rldurld
<DeathStar> 6* CAssandra knicks only one person's wheelchair this time
<Theron> That was much better.
<Jennifer`> "W-Wheelchair..."
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina covers her eyes.
<DeathStar> 6* Last bit and they're through
<Kit> 6Chii flails around, grabbing Freyja to keep her from bouncing around. 1"What the fuck are we doing!?"
<DeathStar> 6* Right, Right, Left, Left, Right, Up, Down
<DeathStar> 5
<DeathStar> 4
<DeathStar> 3
<Cassandra`> llrrldu
<DeathStar> 6* Cassandra busts through the second barricade with no casualities.
<DeathStar> 6* And she saved 20 mins!
<DeathStar> 6* Warren offers Cassandra a vicodin
<Cassandra`> ...thanks...for all the good it does me now. *pops it anyway*
* SPoC looks down at her own chest then at Kat's.
<Theron> At least you didn't kill anyone. *he notes*
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina looks confused. "Now what?"
<Jennifer`> "So many people..."
<DeathStar> 6* They arrive outside the address.
<DeathStar> 6* It appears to be a normal looking house.
<SPoC> You're chest is different than mine. 6She notes
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina just rubs her hands together, opting not to comment.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl wakes up from her concussionary sleep.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren opens the door to his side and eyes a person's cane wedged in. He takes it for his broken leg.
* Jennifer` looks at Cheryl. "It's not good to sleep with a concussion..."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'll keep that in mind.
<Cassandra`> ...what else did your fodler say? *climbs out*
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes the house. "Apparantly we believed the serial killer was here. But all my notes on why I thought this is gone."
* SPoC hops out into the rain, her body getting soaked again.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina stays in the car. Cheryl gets out, looking at the house.
* Theron steps out, and eyes the house.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> And the glass is still standing! *hops out*
<Cassandra`> If the killer is here...then what was the story with the little house of horrors?
<DeathStar> 6* The house is dark and uninviting
<DeathStar> <Warren> Maybe he likes to kill away from home.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren eyes the yard, poking it with his cane.
<Jennifer`> "And blow people up at home."
* Jennifer` hops out.
<Kit> 6Chii tends to Freyja, since she'd probably know her best, after all, but it's a strange role reversal.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren stands there, the minutes ticking away, as he eyes the house.
<Theron> We're losing time, Warren.
<Cassandra`> We should make a move.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Agreed. Go forth.
<SPoC> We should send the walking talk to do it.
* Jennifer` moves to Warrens side to assist him as needed.
<Cassandra`> Front door?
* Theron cautiously steps towards the front door, eyes peeled for traps as usual.
<DeathStar> <Warren> I leave that to your discrestion.
* Cassandra` nods and follows Theron...
<DeathStar> 6* Warren leans on the cane, studying the house.
<DeathStar> 6* The grass does not, in fact, attack them. Nor the bushes.
* SPoC stares at the house, studying it
* Theron moves up toward the front door and glances back at Cass.
<Cassandra`> ...ready when you are, Theron...
* Theron nods.
* Theron shifts to the knob and attempts to open it.
<DeathStar> 6* It's locked.
<Cassandra`> Kick it in.
* Theron motions for Cass to use her big robot leg to kick it in.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren rolls his eyes.
* Cassandra` nods and moves forward, kicking at the door.
<DeathStar> 6* The door is kicked in. A machine gun fires into the two, taking them down.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren winces.
<SPoC> This is not funny. 6She notes
<DeathStar> <Warren> Depressing, really.
<DeathStar> 6* The gun runs out of bullets.
* Theron had jerked to pull Cass aside, but they still got hit a nice amount of times, he falls down, and just lays there in pain.
<Kit> 6Chii turns her head slowly. 1"...I heard gunfire."
<Cassandra`> ...n...not...happy...right now...
<DeathStar> 6* Warren motions. "You're in next, SPoC."
<SPoC> We're going to have to kidnap another doctor. 6She eyes Warren. 1"Oh no no no, you go first.
<DeathStar> <Warren> I'm a cripple. You go.
<SPoC> I'm a girl.
<DeathStar> <Warren> You're my subordinate.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina massages her temples.
* Theron just groans in response to Cass.
<SPoC> I was your subordinate. You don't hold rank.
* Jennifer` rubs the back of her head with her good hand and sighs.
* SPoC nods proudly to herself
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> Too bad I don't have my nurse uniform...
<DeathStar> 6* Warren brings his cane down on her head.
* SPoC winces, pouting.
<DeathStar> <Warren> In. Now.
* SPoC sniffles and turns, moving towards the house now
<DeathStar> 6* Warren watches her go.
<DeathStar> 6* The front door has been kicked in for SPoC.
<Kit> <Chii> Katrina.
* SPoC slowly looks inside
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Yes?
<DeathStar> 6* She can see a machine gun on a pedastal. Behind it, is a nice neat living room, with a vial on the table that reads: CURE
<Kit> <Chii> You won't like. Punch me if I kiss you, will you?
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Huh? 6* She looks at Chii confused now. "Look, Chii, we aren't going to die, I assure you."
* SPoC pokes her head out. 1"There's a vial that says CURE.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren leans on his cane. "And do you believe it?"
<Kit> 6Chii pauses thoughtfully. 1"You're sure?"
<SPoC> I don't know, should I?
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Well ... pretty sure.
<Kit> <Chii> ...Mm, okay.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren pops a vicodin. "Use your own judgement."
<SPoC> I'd rather use yours.
<Kit> 6Another pause. 1"Well, just in case?"
<DeathStar> <Warren> I-- 6* He grabs his heart and falls over.
* SPoC blinks and eyes Warren. 1"Warren?"
<DeathStar> 6* Warren lays on the ground, not moving.
* SPoC clicks her tongue and shes moves in to the vial, eyeing it for booby traps
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina goes to answer, then leaps out of the van to check on Warre, despite the rain.
<DeathStar> 6* It appears clear.
<Jennifer`> "D-Dad...?'
* Jennifer` kneels down, shaking him a little.
* SPoC grabs the vial and runs out quickly
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> *kneels down to check Warren* I can do this without the nurse uniform!!
<DeathStar> 6* SPoC runs over a hidden trip wire.
<DeathStar> 6* Spikes come flying from the side at her.
<Kit> <Chii> Huh, that's never a good omen." 6She mumbles, ripping away part of Freyja's tattered dress and tying it around her chest before stepping out slowly and moving for the house.
* SPoC rolls forward.
* Theron props himself up against the side of the house, he took more than 5 rounds though, so he's done.
<DeathStar> 6* The gun comes back to life and fires at SPoC.
* SPoC pushes against the ground to roll to the side now.
<DeathStar> 6* A figure climbs out of the back of the van, and suddenly stabs Myria in the back
<DeathStar> 6* With wolverine claws.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> "EEEEEEEE!"
* Jennifer` looks up at the scream. "M-Miss Myria?"
<Kit> 6Chii turns, peering back into the van. 
<Kit> <Chii> What the fuck?
* Theron widens his eyes, trying to get up and save Myria, but hisses, falling back down. "Myria." He gasps.
<DeathStar> 6* A man wearing a mask with it's lips stitched together laughs, cackling. The killer is ALWAYS in the back of the van
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina whips around, only to have herself stabbed in the shoulder.
* SPoC stands up and leaps through a window.
<Kit> 6Chii steps forward, giving these two opportunities, and lacking a weapon, drives her foot in a solid move for the movie stereotype buff.
<DeathStar> 6* The man laughs, cackling like an insane child. He stabs at Chii's throat.
* Jennifer` stares
<DeathStar> 6* SPoC lands outside in the rain.
* SPoC dashes towards Warren.
<Kit> 6Chii falls back onto the floor of the van to avoid that, crying out in pain, but drives her foot for any man's weakness.
<DeathStar> 6* The man has no weakness in the groin!
<Kit> <Chii> Well fuck.
<DeathStar> 6* He stabs downward at Chii's stomach.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren lays on the ground, not moving.
<Kit> 6Chii rolls to her side, cursing in ancient language as she's gashed anyway, pressing one foot off the side of the van to give her leverage for another kick to its head.
* SPoC slides over to Warren and she bites the end of the vial off. 1"God I hope this is the cure..."
<Jennifer`> "SPoC hurry... give him some..."
* Jennifer` picks up Warren's cane.
* SPoC suddenly slaps Warren across the face.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren is slapped
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina gets to her feet, and punches the guy in the back
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> *whimpers*
<DeathStar> 6* He's punched and kicked in a combo.
<Jennifer`> "SPoC?"
<SPoC> Ok, he's not faking it. 6She tilts his head back and pinches his mouth and pours a little bit into his mouth.
<DeathStar> 6* The entire area explodes and everything goes black
<Kit> <Chii> DOES EVERYTHING NEED T---
<DeathStar> 6* Suddenly, everyone can see again as visors are removed from their head and a light comes on. They seem to be all circle.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren walks in, spinning his cane. "18 minutes to spare. Gosh."
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina sits up, wincing.
* SPoC sniffles, rubbing her nose.
* Jennifer` blinks, unclenching her fist, shaking her head to regain focus.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl rises slowly. "Oh, you're dead, Carmichael."
<Kit> <Chii> What kind of sadistic bastard makes -everything- explode?
<SPoC> <Dias> That was so sweet!
<Kit> <Freyja> Well, that was fun!
* Theron is now known as Marcus`
<Cassandra`> ...kind of a one trick pony...
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> *still whimpers*
<Marcus`> You were knocked out after the first 10 minutes, Dias.
<Kit> <Freyja> Next time I'd like a bigger role though, the tragic victim doesn't suit me.
<SPoC> You hit me in the head with your cane. Meany. 6She sticks her lower lip out.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Clearly that was my VR duplicate.
<SPoC> <Dias> So?
<DeathStar> 6* Warren grabs his datapad, eyeing their test results.
<Jennifer`> "Well... at least we got through it..."
<Marcus`> <Theron> Barely.
<DeathStar> <Warren> Anyway, I think you're already for the real thing. After the new year is over, we'll be going after the man who put all in this mess.
<DeathStar> 6* Warren gives them all one look over, then steps out.
<Jennifer`> "Don't we always do things just barely?"
<Kit> <Chii> Fuck that. Katrina, can we sit this one out?
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> He totally tried to kill me with a ball. A BALL!
<Marcus`> I think it was aimed for me, Cheryl.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl points at Marcus. "You shut up."
<SPoC> I think he knows you fear balls Cheryl.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> *starts crying!!!
<Kit> <Freyja> Oo, so there's a sequel." 6She floats out after Warren.
<Jennifer`> "Myria... it was just a sim, you're fine..."
<Marcus`> *Theron shifts over to Myria, he taps her face lightly to get her to stop crying*
<DeathStar> <Katrina> I'm still cold, I think
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
<DeathStar> 6* Warren tosses the cane to the side as he heads for his room.
<Kit> 6Chii walks over and clutches Katrina.
<Marcus`> Want me to make you some more soup, Kat?
<Marcus`> *Theron places his hand over Myria mouth. "Myria. Calm yourself."
<DeathStar> <Katrina> I'll pass. I don't think I can eat after that.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> *turns bluer*
* Jennifer` sighs and gets up, stretching. She walks over and pats Myria's head.
<Marcus`> Fair enough. Dias, you hungry?
<SPoC> <Dias> I could warm you up another way. 6He wiggles his eyebrows at Kat
<DeathStar> <Katrina> You wish.
<Kit> 6Chii stares intently at Katrina.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina peers at Chii slowly.
<SPoC> <Dias> What? I was just going to give you my hoody.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl marches off to think of revenge.
<Kit> 6Chii attacks her. In an aggressively nonviolent manner.
<Marcus`> <Theron> Come'on Myria. Let's go find you an Omega Coke.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina falls over. "You okay, Chii?"
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> Ok!!!
* SPoC looks over at Marcus. 1"Hell yeah I'm hungry."
<SPoC> NRP: Dias
<Jennifer`> "That's all it takes?"
* SPoC eyes Kat then suddenly darts off
<Kit> <Chii> Apparently I'm perfectly fine.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> I hoped you learned a big lesson from this! 6* She nods.
<Marcus`> Come'on, I think i've got this cooking one-armed thing down. *he walks off*
<Cassandra`> Damn...where is Setsuna at a time like this...?
<Marcus`> *Theron stands now. "Come'on, then." He extends his hand.
<SPoC> <Dias> Oh...It's your cooking? I don't know anymore.
<DeathStar> 6* Meanwhile, Setsuna battles a serial killer with knives
<Kit> 6Chii squints irritably. 1"Yep, I learned I lost over twelve hours of my life to a dumb game.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> I---happy new year, Chii.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> *takes his hand*
<Kit> 6Chii nods to Katrina. 1"I intend to!"
<Marcus`> *Theron leads her off in search of wonderous Omega Cokes.
* Jennifer` sighs and watches Myria go.
* Marcus` stops and glances back at Dias. "It's better than nothing."
* Jennifer` trots out and into the hall.
<SPoC> <Dias> Good point. 6He moves off with Marcus
<Marcus`> I was thining of mixing cheese with the hunk of ration. Call it ration-ala-mode. *he walks off with Dias*
<SPoC> <Dias> Cheese doesn't make it ala-mode. Ice cream does you idiot.
* Jennifer` hops up a bit and taps Marcus on the back.
<DeathStar> 6* And so, the team learned a valuable lesson in friendship, teamwork, and life. And these lessons would carry on into the new year to make them stronger, and better than before.
<Marcus`> Really? How the hell did you know that? *he pauses and glances at Jen&
<DeathStar> 6* But probably not.
<DeathStar> -END MAIN EPISODE-
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<Kit> 6Chii spends her new year's being aggressive with Katrina for a change-- Probably a good thing the VR room cleared out.
<SPoC> <Dias> I slept with a female chef for awhile.
<Jennifer`> "Want to train with me? I need to get better fighting with one hand."
* Marcus` drop his mouth open. "I'm hungry."
<Jennifer`> "After food! I am too."
<Marcus`> Then you and Dias can help me name my cheese creation. *he moves towards the Mess Hall*
<SPoC> I don't know, you limbless people are starting to creep me out.
<Marcus`> You're lucky that was just a sim, or else you'd probably be limbless too.
<Jennifer`> "We could start a gang."
<Marcus`> Right, we could be the crips. Maybe Warren would join?
<SPoC> Bah, I would've bounced back from it.
<SPoC> NRP: Dias
<Jennifer`> "Well you can kist be all jealous when we get cyborg limbs."
* SPoC is now known as Dias`
<Jennifer`> *just
<Marcus`> I personally don't want a cyborg limb. *he moves towards the kitchen to try and fix something nice*
<Dias`> Cyborg limbs are for wimps. If a man can't win with his normal body parts, he's not good.
<Marcus`> I'll remember that when you do something stupid and lose your leg.
<Dias`> Yeah like that'll-Oh, har har har.
<Cassandra`> NRP: Dias' "mini-me" is blown odd... he comes back sporting a chrome plated jobby! "Cyborg limbs are the new bling bling!" :D!!!
<Marcus`> Didn't your best buddy have a cyborg arm anyway? *he looks up at Dias*
<Jennifer`> "I'm not a man, I'll take the limb."
<Dias`> Yeah yeah. 6He waves Marcus off.
<Cassandra`> 6<12Myria6> *sets up a booth with signs reading 'The Doctor is In' and 'Cyborg stuff'
* Marcus` finishes trying to make the rations more appealing with cheese and slides them out for the others, he pauses and takes a bite. "...I miss fancy restaurants." He says with a sigh.
* Jennifer` tries it. "Pretty good."
<Dias`> I'm allergic to cheese. 6He stares at the cheese
<Marcus`> Sucks for you. *he continues eating, nodding to Jennifer* You know I doubt your father would like you hanging out with me.
* Dias` shrugs and begings to eat the cheesy ration.
* Kit is now known as Kitzzzune
<Jennifer`> "He wouldn't?"
<Marcus`> He doesn't like me. At all.
<Jennifer`> "Cuz you knocked up Angela?"
* Jennifer` eats more of her ration.
* Marcus` shrugs. "I guess."
<Jennifer`> "Well of course he'd be pissed about that."
<Marcus`> Not my fault, really. I blame her.
<Dias`> That's why I always wear protection. And if I don't have any, I play in the mud.
<Marcus`> Besides, me and Dias aren't exactly the best role models.
* Dias` belches, sliding the empty ration away.
<Jennifer`> "Right. Takes two to make a baby."
* Jennifer` sticks out her tounge.
* Jennifer` finishes her ration. "Warren's my role model. I just wanna train with you."
<Dias`> You want to train from someone who just learned how to fight with one hand?
<Marcus`> Yeah, I'm not very good, actually. Dias can still kick my ass.
<Dias`> And that's just using my feet. 6He nods proudly
<Marcus`> Oh don't make me embarass you.
<Jennifer`> "You both have more experience then me."
<Dias`> I thought you spent an entire year with that pale chick.
<Marcus`> SPoC could probably kick both of our asses. *he notes, playing with his leftovers*
<Dias`> I doubt it. You could even beat her I bet.
<Jennifer`> "SPoC could likely take you both out... I guess you're right."
<Dias`> You would say that.
<Marcus`> Guess you might want to ask her. *he shifts to throw away his trash*
<Dias`> Think she'd let me have sex with her after I beat her?
* Cassandra` is now known as Jackieness
<Jennifer`> "Warren has her train me whenever... I jsut wanted something extra."
* Jennifer` tosses her trash. "Well... darn... I have no idea what to do anymore."
* Dias` shrugs and leans over and slaps Marcus
* Marcus` pauses and eyes Dias. "What?"
* Dias` tisks. 1"See? Still slow."
<Marcus`> I'm just too tired to dodge.
<Dias`> You're always too tired to dodge. 6He waves his hand dismissively
<Marcus`> Then you should stop smacking me.
<Dias`> I gotta test your reflexes chief.
<Marcus`> Sure, sure. *he steps away and begins to walk away from them*
* Dias` looks over at Jen and wiggles his eyebrows
* Marcus` is now known as Xan|Gone
<Xan|Gone> -Mini End!-
Session Close: Thu Nov 22 23:33:47 2007

Session Start: Fri Nov 23 20:14:36 2007
Session Ident: #taw
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<DeathStar> 10-588.1.1
<DeathStar> Location: HQ
<Kit> 6Chii dozes off after 'attacking' Katrina, having resumed a state of unconscious complacency to rival any sort of overzealous drunk. Empathics, even reverse empaths, can have this effect, apparently.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina reads a book, after having declined any deviant activities with Chii, despite the unexpected attack.
<Kit> 6Freyja leans over, staring downward at the book, having made one of her non-existent entries.
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina peers backwards, offering a slight smile. "Hello, Freyja."
<Kit> <Freyja> Morning, hee. It was an interesting game, was it not?
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Don't say that around Warren. He might decide to do it again.
<Kit> <Freyja> Oh? You didn't enjoy it?
<DeathStar> <Katrina> It wasn't really my thing.
<Kit> 6Freyja grins broadly. 1"It might have been a little rudimentary, but the fundamentals were entertaining."
<DeathStar> <Katrina> I'm sure Warren can think of something else for you, then, if you let him know.
<Kit> <Freyja> Perhaps later. I have another game in mind.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Another game? 6* She puts a piece of paper into her book to keep her place, setting it down.
<Kit> 6Freyja inclines her head to the side, eyeing Chii as she presses a finger to her lip. 1"Mmh."
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina raises her brow slightly as she glances at Chii, then at Freyja.
<Kit> <Freyja> Are you happy with the way she is?
<DeathStar> <Katrina> That isn't my place to say, Freyja.
<Kit> <Freyja> Eh? As one who observes, one who is speaking to the person's true self, or as one concerned with the integrity of a person's feelings?
<Kit> <Freyja> Because I must assure you, that your investment in this little one is far from negligible.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> You two share a complicated bond, and relationship. One I don't fully understand. However, I think Chii should be allowed to try to develop in a manner she wants to develop in.
<Kit> 6Freyja's grins widens. 1"You're in luck. See, I'm not prepared to give her my soul, perhaps later."
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina just blinks.
<Kit> <Freyja> Yet maybe as our resolution, or perhaps her birthday, we can give her a heart. It's a beginning.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> I confess I don't fully understand.
<Kit> <Freyja> I do not intend to force her any direction she is opposed to-- In fact, quite the opposite. She wishes to develop without my concurrent relationship, right?
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Yes.
<Kit> 6Freyja laughs softly, holding up her hands. 1"I would just like to see what it's like, this child's 'growing up.'"
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina shifts in her seat, holding a curious look on Freyja.
<Kit> <Freyja> As one who's lived their life watching everything's devolution to nothingness, it might be very entertaining to instead watch something evolve for a change. I might have lost touch with my humanity a long time ago, but it's clear that it's something Chii wishes to possess.
<Kit> 6Freyja inverses her interlocked fingers and stretches over her head. 1"One's not truly human without a heart."
<Kit> <Freyja> Of course, I use the term 'human' loosely.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Do you ever want to get back in touch with your 'humanity'?
<Kit> 6Freyja pauses a moment, then giggles. 1"Well, we'll see. Perhaps I'm selfish like that and would rather see if it's even possible before staking two of myselves."
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Sometimes you have to take a leap of faith, as they say.
<Kit> <Freyja> Believe me, I know.
<Kit> 6Freyja loses her amusement, for the second time since she's appeared. 1"However, it's easier to ascend, then it is for the fallen to reascend. Though people might not realize it, she's far purer than I."
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Everyone falls from time to time. It's what you do after you fall, that defines you.
<Kit> 6Freyja's lips thin, curling upward slightly. 1"Ho, I quite enjoy myself as I am, and I prefer to focus on one achievement at a time, however complicated it may be."
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Fair enough.
<Kit> 6Freyja floats over Katrina, reclining in the air itself as she settles afront. 1"So, how about it?"
<DeathStar> <Katrina> How about what?
<Xanatos> *Theron reads his book in the main room, after having an epic quest of Omega proportions.
<Kit> <Freyja> Truly, the more that participate, the greater the effect it may have, but in the end, if you don't, what's the point?
* Xanatos walks about. Being a ghost an all, it'd probably be better known as floating.
* Xanatos isn't really. But his player can dream!
<DeathStar> 6* Katrina inclines her head slightly. "I can't say what will be, or won't be, Freyja. Life is like that."
* Xanatos is now known as Marcus`
<Kit> 6Freyja slides over slightly, patting Katrina atop the head in the manner she's done to Chii. 1"I'm not asking for marriage here, dear. I'm asking you to have a little fun with me."
<Kit> <Freyja> Then we can see who else is up to the task.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> No. 6* She shakes her head. "I don't see this a game, Freyja. Will I be here for Chii if she needs me? Most certainly. I'd like for her to become independent and her own person."
<Kit> 6Freyja considers this, floating backwards from Katrina, then leans forward, smiling gleefully. 1"Well, that's pretty much what I wanted to know. Splendid!"
<Kit> <Chii> ...The hell's all the noise?
<Kit> 6Chii sits up, squinting at... nothing. Freyja's left as abrubtly as she appeared.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> It's nothing important. 6* She picks up her book
<Kit> <Chii> ...I've got a bad feeling.
<DeathStar> <Katrina> Natural enough.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl is in the training room, working out with her whip.
* Marcus` is in the training room, watching Cheryl working out with her whip. Well, he supposed to be doing push-ups, but he keeps getting distracted.
<Kit> <Freyja> Greetings, non-lazy kids!
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl deactivates the whip and begins to go through some basic street fighting techniques; it seems she doesn't go for fancy, just brutual.
* Marcus` stands up and eyes Cheryl. "This reminds me of why I don't try to hit on you." He glances at Freyja and simply nods in greetings.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> You could hit on me, but I'd just hit back. With my fists.
<Kit> <Freyja> It seems like a wise enough decision." 6She skiffs along near the ceiling, observing while Cheryl replies in turn.
<Marcus`> Good thing i'm not like Dias, he's into that kind of thing.
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<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl doesn't respond; that much is obvious to anyone.
<Marcus`> So who taught you how to fight like that? *he asks after a moment, shifting do pull-ups on a training pole.*
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> My intelligence
<Marcus`> Wait, you taught yourself? *he pauses mid-pullup and glances towards Cheryl*
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> It's not hard to figure out what hurts people, and what doesn't.
<Marcus`> I guess that's a good point. *he resumes doing his pullups* So do you desperately miss your kid? It's been a bit of time since you saw him.
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl just grunts at that; Warren would be proud.
* Marcus` does a set and drops down, tilting his head at Cheryl. "Should I be scared? Or freaked out or something?"
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Has anyone told you that you talk way too much?
* Marcus` shrugs slightly. "Not really."
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> Well, let me be the first. You talk way too much.
<Kit> 6Freyja inclines her head. This conversation is awkward even for her.
<Marcus`> Fair enough. Just being friendly. *he shifts back to resume his push-ups*
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl goes back to doing whatever a Cheryl does.
<Kit> <Freyja> Do you two dislike, or like one another? It's difficult to tell, once in a while.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'm neutral.
<Marcus`> Same here. *he breathes out, lifting up*
<Kit> <Freyja> I see. So, then, now that we have that settled. How about the gloomy ninja-sprout?
<Marcus`> Huh? *he drops down, finishing his second set*
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl just stares.
<Kit> 6Freyja contains herself long enough to assume a glare upon her face, aiming her fingers in mock gun patterns at Marcus.
* Marcus` eyes Freyja. "If I feel threatened I will have to kill you."
<Kit> 6Freyja laughs. 1"You suck at charades. And I'm impersonating a twin, two points down for you."
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl goes back to not caring.
<Marcus`> Right. *he turns back to doing pull ups*
<Dias`> 6Dias walks by Freyja, slapping her ass as he passes by. 1"Yo Marcus."
<Marcus`> Yo Dias. *he breathes out a 10 as he rises*
<DeathStar> 6* Cheryl yawns; too many people in here now.
<Dias`> 6Dias hands Marcus a note and he turns, walking off again.
* Marcus` watches the note fall to the ground since his one hand is doing pull-ups.
<Kit> 6Freyja wavers down to her feet after being accosted, peering curiously as Dias enters and leaves. She picks up the fallen note, turning it so Marcus can read.
* Marcus` tilts his head to read the note.
<Dias`> 6He see's paper, since it's folded, like all secret notes are done like
<Marcus`> NRP: HAH!
<Kit> 6Freyja is detailed unnecessarily further by player unfolding some god forsaker note so we can spend an extra line reading it, or probably not.
<Kit> <Freyja> Does he normally do things like that?
<Marcus`> Makes him feel special. *he reads*
<Kit> <Freyja> Isn't he?
<Marcus`> Yep. *he resumes doing pull-ups, apparently satisfied with what is read*
<Kit> <Freyja> Do you like games, Marcus?
<Marcus`> Sometimes. Depends on the game.
<Dias`> 6Dias steps back in again and pats Freyja on the back. 1"Sorry 'bout smacking your ass like that. I've never smacked an ass while it hung from the cieling."
<Kit> 6Freyja smiles at Dias, giving him a dismissing. "1Mmh."
<Dias`> 6Dias smiles back, his trademark smile.
<Kit> 6She glances toward Marcus. 1"I want to play a little game with Chii, but it won't be any fun if I don't get a few others to join in."
* Marcus` eyes Dias for a moment, before glancing back to Freyja. "Oh?"
<Kit> <Freyja> It won't take much effort. Just need people to be nice to her, deliberately. I can almost garauntee it'll drive her insane."
<Dias`> So we have to lie? That's totally against my code of ethics.
<Kit> 6Freyja raises a finger. 1"Granted, the key people would be impossible to persuade to join in without ridiculous collateral, but we can still have a little fun."
<Marcus`> Doesn't sound like fun to me.
<Dias`> I don't know, that doesn't sound fun at all. I'm more into petty practical jokes, fart jokes and the likes.
<Kit> 6Freyja raises an eyebrow to Dias. 1"What's being kind have to do with lying?"
* Dias` waves his hand as if that explains it all
<Kit> 6Freyja looks at him oddly. 1"You're strange."
* Dias` waves his hands again, as if explaining everything
<Kit> <Freyja> Lying would be telling her she's a considerate and loving person.
<Marcus`> And being nice to her sounds boring.
* Dias` sighs and pulls out a chart from his pant leg and he unrolls it for Freyja, it's a pie chart with fancy data on it
<Kit> <Freyja> Me being kind would be refraining from telling you that most remembered heroes aren't unkind simpletons privvy to petty pranks.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> You should realize now that talking to Dias is a pointless venture.
<Kit> 6Freyja turns her head, smiling to Cheryl. 1"It's unfortunate that I have a conscious, however skewed it may be."
<Dias`> I'm a "SUPER" hero. Totally differen't cases.
<Kit> 6Freyja turns her back on Dias-- and his chart.
<Marcus`> You talk funny. It's annoying. *he shifts away from the two to get on a practice map*
* Dias` shrugs and rulls the chart up, throwing it to the side
<Kit> <Freyja> Boring, huh? Well, there's a reason I played with souls and you did not, I guess. People are interesting to me, not what I can suppress with my fist.
<Dias`> Touch my soul and I'll break your nose.
<Kit> <Freyja> I wouldn't touch your soul with a Dark One.
<Dias`> Uhhh, how cute.
<Marcus`> Touch my soul and Dias will break you nose. *he waves, going through a training routine*
<Dias`> Oooh! I like that one. 6He claps his hands together gleefully
<Kit> <Freyja> Technically I already have. A heart to heart doesn't always require taoist intervention.
* Dias` lifts his hand up, getting ready to break her nose. He looks at Marcus for permission
<Kit> <Freyja> Sadly, Dias has also touched your soul.
<Marcus`> Who's having a heart to heart? *he holds up a hand for Dias to pause*
* Dias` sighs, never one to enjoy being told to wait to break something
<Kit> <Freyja> What would you call this request of mine, then, Marcus?
<Marcus`> A game, you said.
<Kit> 6Freyja holds her hands behind her, leaning over slightly. 1"Mm, but whom does it involve?"
<Marcus`> Your evil step-sister. Or is it good...
* Dias` makes a face of anger, having a perfect shot to break her nose right now.
<Kit> <Freyja> Little Chii may be my twin, but that is because we are of one soul, exitent of one body long ago. We were, and are, one being, but ceased to function like one. She's made the choice to become her own, denying our 'sisterhood' as you might refer to it, since we returned as outcasts.
<Marcus`> Thanks for the long speech on crap I already knew.
* Dias` hangs his head, his body teetering, a good sign he's asleep now.
<Kit> <Freyja> Take it for what it might be, my games are childish, but the only one I reckon with is myself. The stakes are placed only on what I can lose. A heart to heart, it is, since I am asking for your help in fixing what I cannot.
* Dias` jerks his head up. 1"What if there's nothing to be fixed?"
<Marcus`> You want her to be one with you again? Is that what you're asking?
<Kit> <Freyja> I never took you for a pessimist, Dias.
<Kit> 6Freyja smiles at Marcus, shaking her head. 1"I wouldn't need help for that."
<Dias`> That's pessimistic? I thought I was being the other big word. Since you know, I said she's fine the way she is.
<Kit> 6Freyja just giggles at Dias' remark, eyeing Marcus in a sleepy manner. 1"If I merely wanted that, it would be... how you say, a 'pain in the ass,' but I could manage on my own. Rather, I think what she wants is best for her. In order to truly allow her to grow, she needs to learn what I lost, becoming who I am."
<Marcus`> Then it sounds like something we can't help with.
<Dias`> Yeah, we're only good at punchings with the occassional kicking
<Kit> <Freyja> Mm, I don't think so. But you -are- incredibly lazy.
* Dias` eyes Marcus. 1"Did she just say we're not good at punching thigns with the occasional kicking?
<Marcus`> Apparently.
* Dias` crosses his arms, eyeing Freyja now
<Kit> 6Freyja giggles, holding up her hands. 1"Extremely lazy, far more than I." 6She flickers, on to her next of the list.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> What a strange person.
<Dias`> I hope she flickers herself right into a wall sometime. 6He grumbles
<Dias`> Obvioulsy she has brain damage.
<Marcus`> I find it funny how we are lazy because we don't actually care enough about Chii to 'help' her or whatever.
<Dias`> All I'm saying is, who says she needs help.
<Marcus`> Apparently her know it all sister.
<Dias`> Maybe she needs to be fixed. 6He shrugs
<Kit> <Chii> I feel better.
<Dias`> I wonder if fists and the occassional kick will do it. 6He looks over at Cheryl. 1"What do you think?"
<Marcus`> Oh well. *he begins to punch and the bit, going through his routine.*
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> I'm staying out of this.
* Dias` sighs, expecting that.
<Dias`> Uh oh. 6He stands there
<Marcus`> Uh oh? *he glances at Dias*
<DeathStar> <Katrina> That's good.
* Dias` suddenly turns and dashes out.
<DeathStar> <Cheryl> He needs help, too
* Marcus` watches him run out, then glances at Cheryl. "Yes, indeed." He shift his knee up, as part of his routine.
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<DeathStar> -END-
Session Close: Fri Nov 23 22:01:49 2007