[Day: Tuesday, June 29th. Time: 9:15 p.m.] [You killed Hitler! You're in Ensof's bar, in different bodies. Ensof is in the door holding a sword in one hand and a head in the other. Not-Chie- Actually-Lazar got punched out, and is lying in a nice heap on the floor. The MiBs escaped, and Hitler's dead. Who's gonna pick up his tab now?] [Session Start!] ( Not me, that's for sure. ) I'll say it again, despite my religion... What the hell? (Well, his pizza got ruined.) * Reizar rubs at the back of his head, turning to see Ensof. He quickly hides the pan he's holding with his other hand. "Uh... hi?" * Mamei waves cheerfully. "Hiya, Ensoff." * Chisanjya takes the opportunity to stand up, rather wobbly, and go over to check on Lazar-herself. * Choria waves and grunts in Ensof's direction. * Asanjei stands up from healing Chisanjya and woozles a little, walking over to a booth and plopping down. Should I ask why a vampiric Hitler's corpse is in my bar? No. Dunno about 'should'. You could, but the aswer's not-good, and you should really thank us for killing him for you... uh, I think we killed him, anyway. * Makoto topples gracelessly out of a bathroom mirror, grabs hold of one of he cermacic sinks, and manages to fall heavily on his ass without twisting an arm TOO badly or busting head or tailbone. After taking a minute or two to orient himself, he creeps to the nearest door and peers out. * Mamei kicks the corpse a little. "Hey, you're dead, right?" * Asanjei scratches her head. "Unless you weren't actually asking if you should ask, and instead telling us we should." moo * Chisanjya looks up from her unconscious body. "Staff through the heart. I think he's dead." I think he's pretty dead. I staked him really good. Anyway, Ensof, we kinda had this problem. We came to talk to you, and then Hitler showed up, and he was gonna kill you, and we collectively decided this was a bad thing, so we stopped him from doing it. That's not a problem, right? I hope not. * Choria nods. [The corpse does not twitch. A cow armed with weapons suddenly charges through the door, though, but Ensof turns and decapitates it.] (Bwahaha.) (Hehehe.) (Heheh.) * Reizar gives a Lazar-ish nod. And tosses the pan onto the table with other cookware. * Ensof shrugs. "Stranger things have happened." Yeah, tell me about it. No kidding. * Ensof yells, "Emily! Get a mop!" [Emily comes out of the kitchen with said mop. "Okay Mr. Ensof!"] * Makoto emerges from the bathroom and into what appears to be a bar in which his friends, a historic despot, and a big mess currently occupy. "Gott im Himmel, you guys were tough to find. What did I miss?" * Chisanjya stands back up, wobbles a bit, and then sits back down. She points at her unconscious body. "Seems okay. Just out. Didn't sleep well last night, and possibly some residual stuff from yesterday." Only on Thursdays. Woo, how do you manage to exert yourself this much? * Reizar blinks. "Anyway, I'm gonna put this stuff back in the kitchen." He goes about scooping up all the stuff he brought out. "Sorry 'bout your chairs, by the way," he apologizes as he starts to lumber into the kitchen. * Reizar stops, though, and blinks at Makoto. "Where the hell were you?" I was... what happened to your voice? * Choria sits down on the wall. "You'd be surprised." * Chisanjya waves. "Heya, Makoto. Where the hell have you been?" * Ensof shrugs. "Everyone's gotta use the restroom." My voice is just fine, it's just the accent and word choice that's off, 'cause I'm not Lazar. Makoto? You missed all the fun. * Makoto hops. * Reizar goes back to lumbering. He's almost sullen now. * Ensof tosses the head into a nearby wastebasket. * Asanjei flops on her back. "Yeah, man, we've got a story to tell you." And why is Chomei on the... oh, for fuck's sake, you're all switched! Like I said, you missed all the fun. Bingo! * Reizar calls out from the kitchen, "And we're having a fuckin' good time about it, too!" Hey, watch the language in my bar. Yeah. My middle finger's just flipping with joy. * Asanjei calls back to Rei - "Bring me back an apple!" Sorry, uhm... sir. This is really messed up, though. Everybody's emotions are coming out of the wrong bodies. * Reizar puts something back with a loud clang. "'Kay!" You picked a great time to go wherever the hell you've been, Makoto. Yeah, well, it wasn't really all my choice. So you know which of us is which? Yeah, guess! * Makoto nods. "I've been around you guys enough to be able to pick out each person's emotional... uhm... I guess you could call it a signature." It's like a game only there's nothing to win! * Ensof meanwhile folds his arms. "Why do the crazy people always come to my bar?" Because it's a nice bar? Except Asanjya, but I figured her out by elimination. Aww. Why not? Crazy people need alcohol too. Some would argue that they need it more. * Makoto shrugs and looks at Rei's body as he says "I haven't known her long enough." But I don't drink. * Reizar comes lumbering back with an apple, which he proceeds to toss to herself. If that makes any sense. * Asanjei snags it out of the air, while still laying down, and proceeds to dig in with a relish. * Ensof points at the apple. "That ain't free, y'know." Sure, I got it. Lemme get her wallet. My wallet. That thing. * Asanjei points to Hitler with her toe. "He's buying." Oooh, good point! * Makoto walks switly over to Lazar's body and hugs it before it can do anything else. "Heya, cutie." * Mamei runs over to Hitler's body and looks for a wallet! * Reizar lumbers over to Rei's backpack, thuds down, and looks through 'till he finds some money. He blinks at Makoto. "Where were you?" * Chisanjya leans forward, resting her arms on the table and then her chin on her arms. She looks tired, and a bit drained. * Mamei takes any shiny medals he may have, too. And other valuables. [Mamei mugs Hitler!] (Awesome.) ( ^_^_v ) (Best session evar.) I had to keep some security people away from the car, Rei. Sorry I didn't get back in time to see you off. They were pretty nosy. I got your note, at least. * Reizar lets out a sigh. "Yeah, okay." * Reizar grumbles, "You can stop hugging me now. Doesn't really matter." And if Lazar wakes up and sees it happening, he'll freak. On second thought, keep hugging. Well, he's got enough yen to cover the tab easy. He's also got lots of funny money. * Mamei waves some German Marks around. * Chisanjya laughs quietly. Yes! Fruit is on the house! What about alcohol? * Reizar facepalms. Rock on rock is a little disconcerting. * Choria rolls his eyes. * Makoto chuckles and pulls away from Lazar's body. "Right. No nerves now. Anyway, so... you're in a bar. There's a generations-old fascist leader freshly dead on the floor, and everybody is acting strangely even for... well, everybody. Somebody care to fill me in?" Life sucks. What else is new? Someone dropped a spirit bomb that I was gonna be part of when we killed the metal demon, and we all got switched. * Asanjei raises her head and looks at ...herself. "Hey! Don't get me drunk, I've got to keep using that liver." * Mamei finishes by taking his medals and his socom pistol. "I bet these'll sell." I won't get you drunk. Just one little drink. I don't think that should get you drunk, unless you've got some horribly low alcohol tolerance. Naw, that ought to be okay. Haven't figured out how to fix it yet. I really hope we do, because it's weird, even for us, like Maria being lame and Chomei snatching stuff. And we need to talk to Ensof, because Dracula's causing trouble, and he can help us with that. Stopping Dracula, I mean, not cause trouble. We do that by ourselves. * Asanjei flops back, looks at the finished apple, then tosses it onto the table and stands up, heading back into the kitchen. Awesome. * Chisanjya doesn't get up, though. * Ensof shrugs. "You misheard, then. All I know about Dracula is he's old." * Makoto winces. "I'm glad you weren't part of the bomb. You killed the demon, huh? That's good, at least. Ensof... I take it Ensof is--ah, okay." Oh, we don't need to know about Dracula. * Reizar looks at Ensof. "That's cool, because we're not here to ask you for combat tips. It's something about a race of people you're part of, and Maria's part of, well, she'd be part of it if she were in her normal body." Mister Big 'n' Fangy's looking into you guys. Yeah. So we need to get the fuck back to our own bodies. Hmm... That figures. Yeah, if you know body-swap magic, that'd be reeeeeally cool. * Asanjei pops out of the kitchen, eating grapes and carrying an armload of fruit. "I'm workin' on it as we speak." * Mamei nodnodnods. Definitely. * Reizar steals some fruit, remembers he can't eat, and gives it back. * Mamei stops nodding, but the Pointy Hair of Chomei keeps bobbing for a while. "Woo, weird." It figures, you know? I spend most of my life wishing I didn't have my abilities, and now that I don't, I miss them terribly. Wow, you too? You too? * Reizar grumbles, "Least I could feel the carpet." Yeah. I miss other things, too. * Asanjei dumps the fruit on the table, then picks up her book and dives into it. "Don't worry, Rei, you'll get to eat all the damn fruit you want when we switch back." I miss being male. Why the hell would you miss being male? Well, no, I don't know any body-swap magic. Unless you want me to blow up your bodies and sew them back together or something. Because then I wouldn't wake up with a FUCKIN' BACKACHE. * Reizar wrinkles his nose, which looks really funny on Lazar. "Eew. No." * Chisanjya eyes Ensof. "No. I don't think that'll be necessary." If it makes any of you feel better, you're all pretty much the same as you always were to me. I mean... bodies are mutable anyway. From my point of view. * Asanjei frowns. "But apparently abilities aren't." * Reizar sighs and leans his head back against the wall. * Mamei points and laughs at Choria. "Ha-HA! I have passed the curse on to you, foolish male!" Which puzzles me, 'cause I thought mine would definitely be tied to my soul, not my body. Maybe a part of my soul stayed behind or somethin' and that's why Laz's got 'em now. But I don't really care about the theory. I just want us all back. * Reizar looks sideways at Makoto. "We still need to talk, you know." * Makoto turns to Rei-in-Lazar's-body and nods. "I know." 'Kay. * Reizar closes his eyes again. Make it stop. So, uh, Ensof. Will you pretty please help us please? Help you what? Go back to that place? Well, sort of. I dunno if I'm ready to meet our people, yet? But we kind of need to thwart Dracula an' all. I think everyone'll be happier if we thwart him, anyway. * Asanjei grabs a banana and mutters something about invisibility. First of all, I'd like my body back. I don't want to be mistaken for someone else while running down there. Oooh, good point. I should prolly be me when we go there. 'Cause, yeah. Yes you should. * Chisanjya nods emphatically. "Very good idea." Eh, you don't wanna go there. But we have to. Or we at least need to be between there and the bad guys. Your people? Where are you from, Maria? I dunno. Same place he is. *points at Ensof* * Makoto looks Ensof up and down for the briefest moment. "Okay. Would you mind if I asked where you're from, sir?" But I've only ever lived in orphanages and alleys an' stuff. I have no idea about the other people in the same race as me. I've usually insisted I'm human, even. Yeah. It's kind of a secret, and I've got a lot of trouble on my back as it is. * Chisanjya sighs. Couldn't you tell a member of your own race, tho? * Makoto shrugs. "Fair enough. If Maria doesn't remember anything about it then it'll probably stay a secret. So... you said something about Dracula being there. Wherever the two of you are from, I mean. That's bad, right?" 'Sides, I'm sure they Greater Than Thous don't need you're help anyhow. They can eliminate Dracula and his entire army with a yawn, or something. Greater Than Thous? Oh. Exiled, huh? Greater wha huh? I'm lost. Sounds like the city leader's an ass. Bah. To them I might be. But I quit. * Reizar is so helpful! Ahh, gotcha. Okay, but, uhm, if they're that tough, what happens if Dracula gets 'em on his side? * Makoto nods his understanding. Then he gets a lot more powerful, and they'd still be as annoying as they are. * Asanjei doubletakes at her book, then, wide-eyed, turns the page, muttering some more. And you're not worried about Dracula getting more powerful? * Ensof rubs his head. "It's sarcasm. Jeez." I doubt Dracula would get them on his side. He's more likely to get fed up with trying and wipe them all out. * Makoto grins faintly. "Are they that arrogant?" You don't know the half of it. They literally see themselves as the Chosen Ones. Chosen by their own gods, mind, and gods forbid you don't believe in their religion. * Chisanjya leans forward and her braid wraps itself around her upper left arm. "Damn. Hate people like that." * Mamei fidgets. "Okay, uhm, but." It gets better. Oh? * Ensof points to his golden eyes. "See these?" Wow, they're real bitches, eh? They come in three colors: Copper, silver and gold. But you won't see any coppers or silvers around; they're all killed at birth. They're not "Holy" enough. Ew. But... * Reizar opens his eyes now and frowns. Yup, bitches. * Makoto peers at Chomei's eyes... the eyes in Maria's body. * Choria currently has gold eyes, I guess. But... my eyes weren't gold when I was born? I don't think, anyway. They weren't when I was young? * Chisanjya looks disgusted at Ensof's latest statement. That's just wrong. * Ensof shrugs. "They should've been." * Asanjei claps shut her book and digs into a pear. She eyes Ensof. "So are they really big into Plato?" Never heard of him. Which probably means he's a heretic. Naw, just an overbearing philosopher with an ego bigger than his brain. * Reizar speaks up: "If Maria's weren't gold when she was born, she could have been a half-breed. If your race is able to interbreed with humans, anyway. It'd explain why she doesn't remember the city of doom, too." * Mamei is confused! ;_; * Ensof shrugs. "Could be anything." True enough. There are plenty of half-breeds of everything else nowadays. And if he was a human, well, he may as well have been a gorilla. Sounds like great people. Much resistance to this philosophy? * Makoto bristles a little. "Sometimes half-breeds are the only way a race can survive." That'd make sense, yeah. * Reizar looks at Makoto for a second, then back to Ensof. * Chisanjya just listens. Anyway, unless you liked getting looked down on and made fun of, you probably don't want to go there. Couldn't we all just pop in some golden contacts and mingle? But we can't stick to walls and stuff. * Ensof laughs. "Hope you can walk up walls and cast a variety of powerful magicks." I keep saying. We don't need to *go* there, we just need to know where it is so we can prevent someone else from going there. Well, collectively, yes. * Makoto looks at Maria-in-Chomei's-body. "Magic? Have you been holding out on us, Maria?" No? How the hell am I supposed to know magic? * Reizar gives him a thumbs up. "I can stick to walls. Normally." You think street bums are all wizards or something? And I'm used to being looked down on! * Choria shrugs. I've had enough of being looked down on by people, thank you very much. * Ensof leans his sword against the wall. No, Maria, but I think we've established that you're a very special kind of street bum. Anyway, back to subject at hand. Dracula and the superhumans. * Asanjei throws an orange at Chisanjya. * Ensof sighs. "I can take you there if you want, but I think it's a dumb idea." * Chisanjya catches it. She gives Asanjei a quizzical look. Then let's not go. Fine. Okay, that was fun. How do we save the world from a remote location, then? It's a good question. We do get paid for this, and money aside, I kinda like the world as it is. * Asanjei smiles, and then bites into a kumquat. * Choria shrugs. * Chisanjya blinks, then smiles back and starts peeling the orange. * Mamei glares at Cho. * Makoto shakes his head suddenly. He looks as though he's about to say something for a moment, but the feeling is apparently fleeting and he keeps his mouth shut. * Chisanjya pops a slice of orange into her mouth and chews thoughtfully. Yeah? (To avoid confusion, that was directed at Mamei.) * Reizar looks at Makoto and pokes him in the arm. Maybe a little painfully, but he don't know his own strength. Nnf. * Mamei mutters something about needing air and walks outside. It's nothing, really. Just that a few months ago and I wouldn't have given a flying flip about the fate of the world. [Mamei opens the door only to see... something coming towards the bar. What, she's not sure; it's too dark to see.] Eh? Whazzat? * Reizar grins, just a little. "Bad influence, huh?" Ensof, I think you've got more weird visitors. Lucky you. * Chisanjya swallows another piece of orange and looks over at Maria. "What's going on?" * Ensof glances outside, snatching up his sword. "Hnnn... Just my night." * Makoto grins back at his now-golem-y girlfriend. "Yeah, I guess so. My father told me not to hang out with people like you." What are they? He was right. You'dve probably lived longer. * Reizar sticks his illusionary tongue out at Makoto. "Yeah, but it's worth it. Once I get my tail back, anyway." * Reizar lumbers back to his feet. Ugh. * Asanjei opens her book again, munching on a persimmon. * Choria stands up and jumps to the floor. [The dark shapes get into the light enough so that you can see what they are: two men in medieval armor, carrying battle-axes and tower shields.] * Chisanjya reaches for her sword, then realizes that it's in her bag, and her bag is on the floor next to Lazar. * Makoto grins hugely, then turns toward the door to see what's going on. "What's out there?" * Mamei blinks. "They regulars here?" * Reizar blinks down at Makoto. "Okay, you being shorter than me is really freaking weird. Ensof, can I borrow your kitchen again?" * Ensof keeps his gaze towards the outside. "Go for it." Just in case. Cool. [Meanwhile Emily makes herself scarce.] * Chisanjya decides that waiting might be good. * Reizar scrams back into the kitchen. More like wanders slowly, but hey. * Choria walks over to the door way. [Behind the armor, a voice calls, "Come on out, Et'Ada! Our master wishes to speak with you."] * Asanjei looks up from her book. "This can't be good." * Makoto murmurs after Reizar. "Hey, don't sweat it cutie. I know a few really big people. I can be taller. Well, I can be somebody who's taller, anyway." * Chisanjya looks over at Ensof. "That'd be you, I take it?" Yeah. Dumb name, isn't it? I like the one you're using now better, yeah. Very. No offense. * Mamei resummons Rownal. "Yeah, actually." Not my name. What my people call themselves. * Asanjei winces. "Bad luck." I can't give you my name. It's kinda unpronouncable in your language. * Reizar wanders back and starts setting up a nice pile of throwable sharp/heavy/metal things. "Hey, you could be a smorfy." * Choria pulls out a longbow. Oh. That works. .... Point And damned if that doesn't sound stupid. But at least I get a tail. Uh, when I'm not a golem. Anyway. [More dark shapes spread out from behind the armor.] ( Gimme hearing checks! ) 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Reizar (2d6) and gets 8. * Makoto smirks. "This is looking nasty." 2d6-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Chisanjya (2d6) and gets 6. 2d6 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Asanjei (2d6) and gets 7. ...yeah, but at least 'smorfy' sounds a funny kind of stupid, right? * Dicesuke throws the bones for Makoto (2d6) and gets 7. It makes me think of little blue guys with white stocking caps that sing songs while they skip through the forest. 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Choria (2d6) and gets 3. 2d6+1 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Mamei (2d6+3) and gets 11. ...your imagination is weird, Rei. I like it that way! * Chisanjya walks over to where her bag rests and pulls out the demon-killing sword. Better to be prepared than not. Why blue? Because unless your television's funky, they're blue. Trust me. I'll show you sometime. She will. [Anyhow, sounds like bones!] Uh, right. * Asanjei pointedly does not grab her staff out from the vampire Hitler. Guys? You hear that? Yeah, makes me want to dance. ... Great. We got skeletons. No? This body hears bad. Your ears are lame, Chomei. * Asanjei nods. "Yeah." * Reizar blinks. "I mean, skeletons." Oh, crap. I left my spear in the mirror. ...you mean your yo-yo? * Reizar starts looking through his weapons. "Blunt weapons do full damage." [The voice calls again: "Come on! We don't have all night!"] Laz isn't gonna be needing my other sword, Makoto, if you wanna use that. I don't think we need the special demonstuff for this. Good time to remember your RPG rules. ( *laughs* ) Damn straight. Curse me for using a bow. I only do half and they're immune to criticals. ... You're such a geek, Chomei. What the hell? I didn't know people lame as you could be geeks. Huh? No, I mean my spear. I have my yo-yo in my pocket. But one of those humans in Hell gave me a spear before I followed you guys out. Sure, I'll take that spare sword... * Chisanjya eyes Reizar and Choria. "One of these days, I'll figure out what you two are talking about." * Ensof heads on out. "Alright, guys, I'm having a bad day as it is." * Choria shrugs. "I'm a geek how I chose." ...I don't get it. * Chisanjya withdraws it from her bag and hands it over to Makoto. "Enjoy." * Reizar starts pushing his pile closer to the door. Golem PUSH! * Makoto grabs the sword and gives it a few practice swipes. "I don't get it either, Maria." * Asanjei does a little practice levitation with a banana and a starfruit. "I think I'm ready. Are we gonna have to fight again?" * Reizar looks up from his pile and to Makoto. An odd look goes over his face, then he shrugs to himself and peeks out of the door. "I bet." Eh. We always have to fight. * Choria draws an arrow back. "It's a fact of life." [The voice says again, "Ensof, I presume? They call me Dullahan, and-"] I don't care what they call you. It'll be Deadahan in a sec. ( Unless Ensof can use the Destroy Undead. ) * Chisanjya adjusts her grip on the sword, taking into account her longer fingers. "This is where I really miss being me." ["Fine, we'll skip the pleasantries. Capture him, kill the others."] ( Gimme init rolls! ) d6+6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Chisanjya (d6+6) and gets 7. d6+7 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Choria (d6+7) and gets 11. d6+7 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Makoto (d6+7) and gets 10. d6+6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Asanjei (d6+6) and gets 11. d6+7 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Reizar (d6+7) and gets 10. d6+8 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Mamei (d6+8) and gets 9. [Order: Ensof, Choria, Asanjei, Dullahan, Makoto, Reizar, Armor 1, Mamei, Armor 2, Chisanjya, Buncha Skeletons.] [Ensof's turn!] * Ensof immediately runs up the side of the nearer building surrounding his bar and chants a spell, sending an illuminating light towards the sky; it goes up about ten feet then hovers and gets brighter, allowing you to see what your fighting; probably a good thing. [And what you're fighting is 6 skeletons, 2 suits of armor, and a decapacitated guy armed with a sword and carrying his own head.] [Choria's turn!] * Choria runs out and jumps onto the roof. Damn you for not having Steady Hand. Yeech, walking dead. Lazar would have something to say about this... [Asanjei's turn!] If he were awake. So I'll do it. * Asanjei ..... ducks back inside! Woot for forethought. Blah blah at least it's not were-waffles. Them's very dangerous in Transylvania, yarr. Too bad he's KO'ed. You're missing hearing me speak with a funky accent. Yarr? Rei, he's not a pirate. He is now. * Makoto laughs despite himself. [Dullahan's turn!] * Chisanjya chuckles. "Point." * Choria is dull. No laughing here... yet. [Dullahan points at the group! "Now! Attack!" Two marshmellows bounce up to Chisanjya and Mamei. They grow super huge for a sec as they open giant mouths with razor sharp teeth and try to eat them!] ( Gimme def rolls! ) (... WTF?) 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Chisanjya (2d6) and gets 7. ( Peter gave me the idea ages ago. Were-marshmellows! XD ) (No.) * Reizar blinks at them. "Damn, I guess were-marshmallows really do exist." ( Hehehe. ) [Chisanjya gets bit by a were-marshmellow! It's really painful.] (I started typing that before Brett said anything. @_@;) Ow! Yes, and they're eating *me*! 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Mamei (2d6-3) and gets 3. [Mamei has better luck avoiding the marshmellowy doom.] [Makoto's turn!] What the *hell*? Am I wearing a sign that says "bite me?" (Did I forget to tell you about that? Sorry. ^^;) (Haha!) * Makoto rushes the head-toting wondergoon with Chie's sword and slashes recklessly. 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Makoto (2d6-3) and gets 5. (Whoo!) [Despite his recklessness, Makoto scores a hit on Dullahan's shoulder.] [Reizar's turn!] (Just what Asanjya needed...another curse) * Reizar picks up a cleaver and chucks it at the wonder-marhsmallow that bit Not-Asanjya-Really-Chie. "Hey, offa my best friend in my not best friend's body! No offense, Asanjya!" (Yeah, I know. What am I know, a vampire demon summoner were- marshmallow with prehensile hair? Stop screwing up my body! ;_;) 2d6-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Reizar (2d6-2) and gets 10, a CRITICAL FAILURE!!! "My momma always said, you gotta take the good with the bad. Have a little bad." (PFFT.) (Oh my god, this is bad.) (... not cool.) (... Um, wow. This is VERY bad.) ( Oh my... Not-Asanjya, gimme a def roll! ) 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Chisanjya (2d6) and gets 8. [Not good indeed. Chisanjya gets grazed by a cleaver.] ( ;_; ) (... Now I'm going to be a DEAD vampire demon summoner were- marshmallow with prehensile hair.) Shit I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry! [Armor 1's turn!] Ow! It's okay, Rei, just don't do it again! * Chisanjya tries to not look like she's in pain. [The armor chucks its axe at Choria! Ranged def, Choria!] * Reizar flails and looks almost like he's about to cry. It's adorable. Lazar would roll over in his grave if he were, y'know, dead. 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Choria (2d6) and gets 4. (Woot!) ( He's unconscious! Is that close enough? ) (Is he rolling? *checks*) Rei, it's all right! You were trying to help me out! These things happen! But I wasn't s'posed to hit you! It's okay; we're still getting used to being this way! I don't WANNA be this way! [Choria dodges out of the way of the axe which, to her surprise, goes back to the armor's hand.] Well, let's take out these things and we'll work on getting back to ourselves! [Mamei's turn!] (I'm imagining Lazar saying all this stuff and I can't stop laughing. ^^;) ( Hehehe. ) ( Chie's taking it well, for someone who's about to die >.> ) * Mamei fires a windy arrow at one of the skeletons! 2d6-2 (Yeah, tell me about it. Less talk more dodge, woman!) * Dicesuke throws the bones for Mamei (2d6-2) and gets 2. ( No worries. This body's just a renter. ) [The arrow damn near obliterates the skeleton.] (Hey, I inherited your sucky DCV. ;p) (And a penalty on top of it. ;p) (Asanjya inherited my sucky everything. I laugh at her. Ha ha ha.) (The idea being you don't get close enough for it to matter!) [Armor 2 chucks an axe at Mamei! But misses.] [Chisanjya's turn!] (I shouldn't be! I'm in the back.) * Chisanjya stabs at the marshmallow! "Eat me, will you?" 2d6-1 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Chisanjya (2d6-1) and gets 10. [Chisanjya stabs the ground to death!] [Ensof's turn!] * Chisanjya swears up a storm. * Ensof swears up a storm too. A lightning storm, and a bolt of lightning falls and obliterates two skeletons.] [Choria's turn!] ...shiny! Maria, you really should learn that magic stuff! Yeah, I should! *_* * Choria draws an arrow and fires at one of the skellys! 2d6-1 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Choria (2d6-1) and gets 8. [The skeleton laughs at Choria, and the arror flies harmlessly though its mouth and out the other side.] [Asanjei's turn!] * Choria flicks off the skeleton. * GhostAsanjei busts out the door, all ghostly-like, and runs for the nearest alleyway, hunting for a decently heavy garbage can. [Being only one alleyway here, choices are limited, but she does find one!] [Meanwhile, the skeletons go!] [The skeletons pull ribs out of their sides and fling them at various people. Most of them miss, but Mamei needs a def roll.] 2d6-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Mamei (2d6-2) and gets 9. [Mamei gets beaned!] [Dullahan's turn!] Ow! [Dullahan slashes at Makoto, who's right in front of him! Defense roll, Makoto!] 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Makoto (2d6) and gets 6. [Makoto is slashed by Dullahan. They're trading slashings.] [The marshmellows try to eat Mamei and Chisanjya again! More def rolls!] (...do I need to bother or are they astral marshmallows?) * Makoto grunts and staggers a little, but having part of his body slashed open only seems to make him angry at this point. 2d6-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Chisanjya (2d6-2) and gets 1. ( By the way, in their natural state, the marshmellows are diminutive, so +2 to hit them with ranged attacks ) (What are they, Rabbites?) [Chisanjya avoids a second chomping!] ( Actually, that's not too far off. ) (Cute!) (So cute! They suck. You suck. ... Right. Good boy.) 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Mamei (2d6-3) and gets 7. [Mamei gets bit by a killer marshmellow!] [Makoto's turn!] Ow! * Makoto growls and slashes at the head under Dullahan's arm in one of his strangest disarming attempts ever. 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Makoto (2d6-3) and gets 4. (Whee!) (Disheading?) [Makoto cuts his arm, causing him to drop his head. "Oh, now look what you've done!] (He lost his head!) [Reizar's turn!] (Vorpal weapons chop off an enemy's head on a crit. Which for most beings, means they die.) * Makoto only grins wickedly back at his headless opponent. * Reizar picks up a wok and chucks it at the marshmallow attacking Chie-really. "Don't hit her don't hit her don't hit her!" 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Reizar (2d6) and gets 7. [The marshmellow gets wokked.] [Armor 1's turn!] [The armor chucks an axe at Ensof, but he darts out of the way quickly. Meanwhile Dullahan screams, "Idiots! We need that one alive!"] [Mamei's turn!] So hard to find good help these days. * Chisanjya grins at Rei. "Thanks!" * Reizar seems to feel much better than he did before and beams. "Welcome!" * Mamei forgets her bow for a second and tries to stomp on her sugary foe. 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Mamei (2d6-3) and gets 5. [Maria succeeds!... But... She gets go on her shoe! Really sticky goo.] ( You can move, but you're at a +1 to defense and body rolls, 'cause you can't use your foot very well ^^ ) [The other suit of armor chucks its axe at Choria! I'd say again, but it's doing it for the first time, 'cause last time it was the other one. Either way, she needs a defense roll!] 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Choria (2d6) and gets 6. (Yes, but more importantly, is the marshmallow dead?) * Mamei yechs. [Gooed and dead. ^^] [And Choria is grazed by an axe. Yow.] (... You're trying to make up for Jesse not being here, aren't you, Brett? >.>) [Chisanjya's turn!] ( I can be funny too ;_; ) (*patpat*) * Chisanjya takes the opportunity to duck behind a table and start chanting. [Buncha skeletons turns!] [The skeletons chuck bones! Choria and Mamei, gimme ranged def rolls!] 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Choria (2d6) and gets 2, a CRITICAL SUCCESS!!! "Hey, a crit! Remember this next Christmas." 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Mamei (2d6-3) and gets 4. [Choria catches the bone!] [And Mamei dodges the bone.] * Choria looks at the bone. "What am I, a dog?" [Ensof's turn!] (Throw it back! Throw it back!) * Ensof drops down from above, driving his sword through the top of a skeleton's skull all the way down. It crumbles pretty quickly after that. [Choria's turn!] * Choria throws the bone at the axe-guy. 2d6+2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Choria (2d6+2) and gets 7. (Woot! Made it!) (Haha!) [The bone hits the armor and... pretty much bounces off harmlessly.] (Worth it.) [Asanjei's turn! She has a garbage can!] * GhostAsanjei TK-grabs the trashcan, and takes to the air with it! * GhostAsanjei drops it on the headless guy. 2d6-1 * Dicesuke throws the bones for GhostAsanjei (2d6-1) and gets 4. (I'm takin out the trash! Aaaahahahahah...... ugh.) ( Roll me a d4 ) d4 * Dicesuke throws the bones for GhostAsanjei (d4) and gets 3. [The trash can falls on Dullahan, landing right on what's left of his neck, knocking him to the ground.] (Go, Asanjya! ^_^) Yeah! (Hee!) [However! He does get back up. He takes a slash at Makoto, too, but misses.] [Makoto's turn!] * Makoto practically pounces on Dullahan, slashing Chie's sword diagonally downward at his headless foe. 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Makoto (2d6-3) and gets 4. [Makoto cuts him again!] [Reizar's turn!] * Reizar grabs a large cooking pot and hurls it at one of the armor guys. 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Reizar (2d6) and gets 7. (*hugs her new ACV* Can I keep it? I mean, not the body, but the ACV is nice.) [The pot strikes the armor, making a small dent in it.] ( Hehe. ) Aww, that's just annoying. [The armor retalliates by throwing an axe at Reizar! Which she needs to try to dodge] 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Reizar (2d6) and gets 10. [The axe strikes Reizar, making a small dent in him.] [Mamei's turn] * Reizar blinks, then shrugs to himself. * Mamei takes aim at one of the suits of armor, and fires another windy arrow thing! 2d6-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Mamei (2d6-2) and gets 5. [The arrow strikes the armor, making a decent sized hole in it. Interestinly, no blood comes out.] [The armor decides to return the favor and throws an axe at Mamei.] [Which she needs to avoid] 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Mamei (2d6-3) and gets 8. [Which she doesn't quite avoid, and gets struck with an axe.] [Chisanjya's turn!] * Mamei hisses in pain! * Chisanjya pops up from behind the table and gestures at the armor that just hit Maria. "Icy tendrils grip your heart/Alas, you have no chance/Your spirit frozen fast forever/Speared by the Freezing Lance!" 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Chisanjya (2d6) and gets 10. [The freezing lance shatters against the far wall.] [The skeletons throw bones! Missing entirely!] (Go skeletons!) [Ensof slashes another one. One skeleton left!] [Choria's turn!] ( Mindless undead are so cute when they fail. ) * Chisanjya hangs her head. "I so suck at this." It's okay, you'll get your body back and then you'll be back to hacking things and chanting wards and stuff! ( Yeah Chie. Everyone knows that's all you're good for :P ) (Yes, thank you, kick me while I'm down. ;p) ( It's my job! ) (I was gonna say. :P) (You're very good at it. ^_~) ( I work on commission ) * Choria fires at the skellys! Com'on, I gotta hit one of them. 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Choria (2d6) and gets 12, a CRITICAL FAILURE!!! "Some things just aren't meant to be." ( Gimme a def roll, Choria! ) 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Choria (2d6) and gets 9. [The arrow richochets off of three walls and strikes Choria in her foot.] (Dicy Lubs you...WITH FIRE!) (Wow, nice shot!) * Choria curses. Hey! [Asanjei's turn!] * GhostAsanjei swoops down and attempts to just flat out TK-grab Dullahan. (Okay, Dicey, the next roll gets Gideon to sleep with Gwen! Let's see your dedication!) 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for GhostAsanjei (2d6) and gets 5. (...) (That's barely any dedication at all! But I made it.) (Yup, they're meant for each other.) (?_?) (... YES.) [Asanjei grabs Dullahan, who's now struggling to fight while floating slightly above ground. He hacks at Makoto, and misses.] [Makoto's turn!] (Hold him still while Makoto makes mincemeat out of him) * Makoto snarls and hacks at the wriggling undead-thing. 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Makoto (2d6-3) and gets 3. [Makoto makes minced-meat out of him! Eewww.] [Reizar's turn!] * Reizar pulls that axe out of himself. "Oh for... where the hell do they *get* all those axes, anyway?" he mutters to himself as he chucks it at a skeleton. 2d6 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Reizar (2d6) and gets 2, a CRITICAL SUCCESS!!! "I love you. Do you love me too? Y_ N_" (DIEDIEDIE!) [The skeleton gets gibbed.] (Woot, axes win!) (Going to extremes!) [The armor throws an Axe at Mamei! Def roll Mamei!] 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Mamei (2d6-3) and gets 1. [Mamei avoids the axe!] [His turn!] * Mamei shoots at the armor! Again. 2d6-2 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Mamei (2d6-2) and gets 1. [The armor crumbles.] [Chisanjya's turn!] 'Bout time. * Chisanjya ducks and chants again. * Ensof runs up to the remaining armor and slashes it, causing a good-sized dent in it. [Choria's turn!] * Choria shoots at the one suit of armor that's left standing! 2d6-1 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Choria (2d6-1) and gets 1, a CRITICAL SUCCESS!!! "I love the smell of a crit in the morning." (Gwahahaha!) (Those are to make up for our crit fails, apparently.) (Yes. <.<) (...) (Dicy's in an odd way) (It was the Gideon/Gwen thing.) [The armor gets stuck in the arrow. Or the other way around, depending on how you look at it. But it still moves!] (I hate you, Dicey. Gideon will never ever ever succumb!) [Asanjei's turn!] * GhostAsanjei grabs the trashcan and heaves it at the armor despite its apparent lack of effect! 2d6-1 * Dicesuke throws the bones for GhostAsanjei (2d6-1) and gets 7. [The trashcan misses the armor!] [Makoto's turn!] * Makoto pivots as soon as his headless opponent drops to the ground and rushes for the last "bad guy" standing. He lunges right at the center of the suit of armor with Chie's sword... 2d6-3 * Dicesuke throws the bones for Makoto (2d6-3) and gets 5. [Makoto puts his sword through the armor, and it collapses into a pile.] * Reizar blinks and lowers the skewer he was about to throw. "Okay, that wasn't so bad, I guess. Uh, sorry about that, Chie. Really. You okay?" * GhostAsanjei floats back down to the ground. * Makoto draws the sword out of the armor and hacks it again for good measure. * Ensof grumbles. "What a night." * Chisanjya peers out from behind the table. "Is it over?" She then stands up, trembling slightly. "Yeah, Rei, I'm gonna be okay. Asanjya should probably take a look at me. And get my sword back from Makoto, please?" * Reizar frowns a little, tosses the skewer on the pile, and lumbers over to Makoto. * Choria takes the arrow out of her foot. "Fuckin' bastards." She jumps down. "That was interesting." Chie, your sword is AWESOME! I gotta hit something ELSE. * Makoto looks around for a likely target. * GhostAsanjei ducks inside. * Reizar taptaps Makoto on the shoulder. Huh? * Chisanjya puts the demon-killing sword away. "Not anyone here, please. And I'm glad you liked it. Did much better with it than I have." * Choria eyes Makoto. "Don't make me hit you before you actually start killing people for the joy of it, Makoto." * Mamei EYES Makoto. "Do NOT hit me with a sword." * Asanjei walks back out, all physical again. Should probably give it back, right? I'm gonna go clean this goop of my foot. Frankly, I'd have sworn you were helping them kill you. * Chisanjya sighs. "I hate this. No offense, Asanjya. But I can't defend my friends anymore - hell, I can barely defend myself!" It just sucks. * Chisanjya puts her head down on the table. * Mamei wanders off to do that, yeah. * Makoto turns around and looks up at Lazar, borrowed sword raised and ready. "Wha-? Oh... I can't... maybe... hit something else with it first?" It's not that bad... Well, okay, so maybe it is. Nope, there's nothing left for you to hit. C'mon, Makoto. * Reizar grabs him by the arm and starts dragging him back to the bar. This time, he really *can* do that. * Asanjei sits down at the table. "I'm sorry. It's hard for me to be Rei, too. She's all flying and ghosty and FOOM and I'm not used to it." * Chisanjya looks up. "And I've been getting you hurt, and I really haven't meant to. I'm sorry." Aw, it's okay. Um, as long as my parents don't notice. But that's not likely to be an issue. * Makoto gasps and drags his feet as Lazar pulls him along. "Anything would be fine, Rei. Really. A telephone pole, maybe. A parked car. Did you see the way this thing cut through metal and everything?" * Chisanjya half-smiles at Asanjya. "Thanks." Yeah, I saw, and it'd be really cool, but can't we save the random property damage for something that isn't so damaging? Actually. * Reizar grabs the sword, not really caring if it's the slashing end or not, and pulls it from Makoto's grip. Hey! I was still playing with that! * Asanjei picks up a kiwi and bites into it, skin and all. * Chisanjya looks at Chomei. "How'd you make out?" * Reizar grunts and keeps dragging Makoto along. "Fuck, I'm even grunting like him. Make it stop." He tosses it onto the table in front of Chie. You were outside, so I couldn't really see what was going on. I shot myself in the foot. * Chisanjya takes her sword, and then blinks. "You what?" I gotta get this reflecting arrow trick down. Could come in handy. Of course, right NOW it only happens when I don't want it to. * Makoto stares longingly at the sword, and pouts. "I wasn't finished." * Chisanjya tries very, very hard to keep herself from laughing. "You. Have the worst luck. Ever." I'd let you slash me, only Lazar probably wants his body back intact and I normally can't take slashings too well. Yeah... well... Yes, I do. * Makoto sighs. I guess you're right. * Chisanjya pats her shoulder. "We have to work on that." * Mamei comes back, with clean pants! * Makoto looks away from the sword and smiles crookedly at Reizar. "Thanks, cutie." * Choria looks over at Chisanjya. "Yeah... Maybe AFTER I get my body back, though." * Reizar lets go of Makoto's arm and generally looks awkward. "Yeah, so... um... I'll put the stuff back." He starts collecting random cooking supplies and taking them to the kitchen. I didn't miss anything, did I? * Chisanjya smiles at Choria. "We will." * Makoto moves around to gather up other random cooking supplies. "I'll help." Okay, just don't start stabbing things with a butter knife or something. We don't need to fix butter knives. They bend easily. * Chisanjya sits back up. "So, this is why we want to get our own bodies back ASAP. Definitely increases our effectiveness." * Makoto chuckles. "Fair enough. I think the moment's passed. Try and think about nice things, maybe that'll help too." * Reizar tries to think about nice things. Like getting back in her own body, even if she would be less effective at disarming Makoto. Er, that way. Yes. Makes us slightly less likely to die painfully the next time we're attacked by something or other. Tell me about it. I dunno what it is about us and fights. We're like fight-magnets or something. * Ensof rubs his head. "Hmm... Well, I can tell you where that place is if ya want. If you're still planning to go there." We are. And, uh, if you could teach me some magic when I'm back to being me, that'd be cool, too? Please? * Choria sighs. * Asanjei is back to poring over her bok. [Session End!]