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Scene Three
Chapter Three: Rhapsody
Scene One: The Tucson Museum of Art
mgrasso> All right. If people want to check out last time's log: http://www.homegame.org/mgrasso/diversion/chapter10.html
mgrasso> And to summarize: going through the art museum, we encountered numerous chimera animated from the dreams of the artist Arthur McCoughey's young son, Peter.
mgrasso> We eventually found him hiding in the Egyptian exhibit, with the animated painting of his dad's protecting him. It was a mummy.
mgrasso> Gemma turned into a cat and commanded the mummy to stop, halting the furious battle.
mgrasso> We then coaxed the young boy out of his hiding place, and that's where we left off.
Julia> (which was very cool. :)
Mandy> /nick me
Sam> That was cool.
*** Julia is now known as Ingrid
mgrasso> So, we're all standing around the Egypt exhibit. Gemma is a cat, and everyone else is just talking to the kid.
*** Erica is now known as Gemma
mgrasso> Let's get into character
*** Sam is now known as Jack
*** mgrasso sets mode: +o Jack
mgrasso> It's about 11:05 by now, on Monday night.
mgrasso> You're all in the Egypt gallery with young Peter McCoughey.
Ingrid> What are we going to do with him?
mgrasso> Excellent question.
Gemma> (I can only vaguely meow, right?)
Jack> Have all the guests been cleared out?
mgrasso> Yes. You can communicate to the fae and chimera around, but not mortals. If the boy was enchanted, though...
Ingrid> (MeowMeow Kitty!)
Ingrid> Is he enchanted?
mgrasso> Jack: your earpiece has been transmitting status reports from the main gallery; the guests have cleared out, although there's still a police presence out front.
mgrasso> Ingrid: no, he is not.
Ingrid> But he could be...
mgrasso> Yes.
* Gemma paws at James' leg
* Ingrid asks the boy if he would like some Glamour gum.
mgrasso> Ingrid: the father taught the boy well about candy and strangers. Charisma + Persuasion, diff. 8.
James> /me bends down... yes kitty?
James> damn.
* Jack uses the radio to try and ascertain the father's whereabouts.
Jack> (Shades of Elian)
* Gemma waves a paw in the air and eyes James' hands
mgrasso> (It's so weird how it works one time and not the next)
Ingrid> !dice 6 8
* DiceWell Ingrid rolls 6d10 at difficulty 8. S/He gets 1 success.
* DiceWell 4 6 8 7 4 2
James> (totaly weird)
mgrasso> Jack: Arthur McCoughey has been taken to a local downtown hospital for observation.
mgrasso> Ingrid: "I'm sorry. My dad said never to take things to eat from strangers."
Ingrid> Well, that's probably very smart.
* James scratches behind the cure Gemma kitties ear
James> (very very very weird)
James> cure=cute
Jack> (quietly) I'd like to talk to Mr. McCoughey and find out what he knows about all this . . .
James> maybe you should let your cop buddies know that we found the kid.
* Gemma mrrrowls loudly
* Ingrid takes care to keep some distance between herself and the kitty.
mgrasso> (I'm sitting back and letting you guys come up with the next move on your own)
mgrasso> (No GM interference here :) )
* Gemma rubs up against Ingrid's legs, leaving a few cat hairs behind
* James laughs
* Gemma puffs her little tail up in the air and saunters back over to James
Jack> I guess you're right, James. I wonder whether it's safe to take Peter to the hospital.
Jack> These people he's afraid of might be expecting that.
James> Peter-do you want to go back with your dad, while we figure out what the furk, shit, uh, I mean, damn, um, what the heck is up about those people you told us about?
James> how about setting up a body gaurd, could you do that Jack?
Jack> I think so...
mgrasso> The boy stares blankly at James. "I'd... I'd like to see my daddy, yes, if I could. I don't know what's going on."
* Jack radios one of his men about setting up a police escort for the boy.
mgrasso> Jack: Manipulation + Police Proc., diff. 5.
* Gemma quietly leaves the room
James> that's what were're trying to figure out now kid, our bigest concern right now is keeping you and your dad safe.
Jack> !dice 3 5
* DiceWell Jack rolls 3d10 at difficulty 5. S/He gets 1 success.
* DiceWell 6 7 1
mgrasso> Wanna blow a WP on that?
Jack> Yeah, let's.
mgrasso> OK. Your persuasive ways allows you to get a cruiser to take the boy to the hospital, with full police guard.
Jack> (to the group) shall we accompany him?
Ingrid> Yes, please. I'd like to get out of this weird place.
* Gemma returns, back in her human form
James> maybe. then we can talk to the father- if he's up to it, and find out more about what ever it is this poor kid is scared shitless of.
James> hey cutie, long time no se
* James smile
Jack> My thoughts exactly, James.
* Gemma smiles back
* Gemma eyes Ingrid's stockings and smiles even more
mgrasso> All right. The boy follows you out of the art museum. All the paintings are normal now. Of course, the modern sculpture is still bent and broken from Jack attacking it/falling on it. :)
* Jack whistles innocently as they pass it.
mgrasso> You're out in front of the museum, and three police cruisers are here, lights flashing.
James> ohhh... how grand.
mgrasso> "Officer Duran," nods a trooper waiting with the door open.
* Jack gets in the cruiser with the boy.
James> who do you want to ride with Peter?
mgrasso> It seems the boy trusts Jack most of all.
mgrasso> He's all but holding his hand as the two of them get in the back seat of the police car.
James> oh shit!
Gemma> Shit?
James> guys hold on a sec... I gotta go get my Jacket and tie!
mgrasso> You can hear Peter say, "Wow, I've never been in a police car before! Can we have the siren on..." as the door shuts.
James> those are rented
mgrasso> (Mellie, I need the name of a downtown hospital, stat!)
James> /Me makes a mad dash back in the building "be right back"
James> (argh)
* Ingrid smiles after James.
mgrasso> Mr. McCoughey is at University Medical Center.
mgrasso> (thanks, mellie!)
* James comes back, rumpled jacket in hand
Gemma> All those lovely medical students having their way with him...
Gemma> (:D)
DiceWell> (:) is not a valid number Gemma.
Jack> !dice 3 5
* DiceWell Jack rolls 3d10 at difficulty 5. S/He gets 1 success.
* DiceWell 8 2 4
James> (wtf!)
Ingrid> Well, shall we follow in my car?
mgrasso> Who brought cars tonight?
James> I donno- Gem, did we take your car or mine?
mgrasso> Who owns cars?
Gemma> Yours
mgrasso> I know Ingrid does. James too.
mgrasso> Gemma, do you drive?
Ingrid> I have a Lexus.
Gemma> Yes
* Gemma rode with James
Jack> !dice 3 5
* DiceWell Jack rolls 3d10 at difficulty 5. S/He gets 2 successes.
* DiceWell 6 10 4
mgrasso> OK, so James driving, Gemma shotgun?
mgrasso> Ingrid in back?
Ingrid> I'll drive myself.
mgrasso> Ah, ok.
mgrasso> It's only a few blocks to the Medical Center anyway.
* James looks menacingly out the window at Ingrid- giving her a "wanna race?" glance
mgrasso> The cop car leads the way. Occasionally, the siren goes on for short bursts. You can see Peter bouncing up and down happily in the back seat.
Jack> !dice 3 5
* DiceWell Jack rolls 3d10 at difficulty 5. S/He gets 3 successes.
* DiceWell 8 6 5
Scene Two: University Medical Center
mgrasso> So, the drive over to the hospital is uneventful except for the massive server crash. :)
Gemma> (hehe)
Ingrid> heh!
James> (oh good.)
mgrasso> You are now at the hospital. Police escort you to a room, and you see a doctor standing outside, talking to another police officer. Jack recognizes him as one of the others who were on detail with him.
* Jack approaches, flashing his badge quickly.
Jack> What can you tell us?
mgrasso> "Jack, this is Dr. Vashram. He's taking care of Mr. McCoughey." The officer notices the boy behind you. "Um, one of you'd better take the boy somewhere." he whispers to you.
*** mgrasso sets mode: +o spudboy
mgrasso> Jack, Ingrid, Perception + Investigation, diff. 7
* DiceWell Jack rolls 5d10 at difficulty 7. S/He gets 3 successes.
Jack> !dice 5 7
* DiceWell 3 9 3 9 9
* DiceWell Ingrid rolls 6d10 at difficulty 7. S/He gets 3 successes.
Ingrid> !dice 6 7
* DiceWell 3 6 9 3 10 9
mgrasso> Jack, what will you do with Peter?
mgrasso> Jack is standing near Doc and officer, and Gemma, James, and Ingrid are behind them with the boy.
mgrasso> About 15 feet behind. -> [Gemma] PING
* Jack goes over to the Oathcircle.
James> well, Jack?
Jack> Peter, would you like to go for a walk outside?
mgrasso> Peter looks up... way up, at Jack. "Sure!" He seems eager to go anywhere with Jack.
James> oh come on!
* James looks exhasperated
mgrasso> Jack and Peter walk out, and, afterwards, the doctor and the officer come over to you.
Jack> Wait for me over by the door Peter, I'll be right there.
mgrasso> Oops. My bad.
mgrasso> That's a better idea.
Jack> (to the group) Find out what's wrong with the father.
Jack> I think this doctor's a shrink.
Ingrid> Me too.
James> can't we just drop him here? we arn't a furking babysiting service
mgrasso> Dr. Vashram and the officer are already on their way over.
Ingrid> I'll talk to him.
* Gemma sighs
* Jack will take the boy outside.
mgrasso> Dr. Vashram is an Indian gentleman, about 50 years of age, with short grey hair.
mgrasso> "Yes, you are... acquaintances of Mr. McCoughey?"
James> so whats the diagnosis doc?
Ingrid> Dr. Vashram? I'm Ingrid Kane.
Ingrid> Can you say what's wrong with him?
mgrasso> "Ah yes. Very well, Ms. Kane. I shall tell you of his condition. Mr. McCoughey has suffered a profound psychotic break."
Ingrid> Oh my.
mgrasso> "You are very lucky he did not lash out at his surroundings. I have him in his room in four-point restraints."
James> shiit
mgrasso> "Yes, it is veeeeery serious. Does the boy have anyone to stay with, I must ask you?"
mgrasso> "For if he does not, he will have to go with Social Services."
Ingrid> Of course he does, Doctor. He can stay with me.
James> no- the boy doesn't have anywhere to stay.
mgrasso> "All right, do you have some documentation of a relationship with the boy?"
mgrasso> (James, I'm ruling Ingrid got that out before you could)
mgrasso> (That's the first time something like that happened :) )
James> (that's fine- I'll say it anyway)
mgrasso> (hah, okay)
mgrasso> Dr. Vashram looks at Ingrid and James quizzically. "I am not understanding... does he stay with you or not, Ms. Kane?"
Ingrid> No I don't, but I think he'd be better off with someone he knows. So yes, he will stay with me.
James> no, he doesn't
* James glares at ingrid
James> may we have a moment doctor?
Ingrid> Pardon me.
* Ingrid walks away with James.
Ingrid> What is your deal?
mgrasso> "Certainly. The man is... as you might say, not going anywhere in a hurry." Dr. Vashram laughs creepily.
James> what the furk are you doing?
mgrasso> (where's Gemma?)
Gemma> (tied up in phone land, but back now)
Gemma> 9argh, brbr again)
mgrasso> (okay.)
James> we can't guarantee to keep the kid safe while we look for who or what did this to his father- the kid isn't our problem- he'll be okay for a couple of nights with ss.
Ingrid> And you think *they* can keep them safe?
Ingrid> Maybe Jack knows someone in SS who can.
James> that's what *they* are supposed to do- I don't think any one is going to get him in his sleep... the but if we took him with us... I mean shit Ingrid-
James> maybe, we could ask him.
James> Ingrid- one question.
Ingrid> What's that?
James> why didn't you hocus pocus up some Id, a picture of the kid, something?
Ingrid> Hocus pocus? That's not what I do, James.
* Ingrid laughs
James> okay, sure... all i know is that you put on your make up and I looked like the pizza guy.
Ingrid> Yeah, but that was different. At that point we hadn't even found the kid yet.
Ingrid> Anyway, what are we going to do now?
James> oookay... do you even think linearly?
* James shakes his head
* Gemma stiffles a laugh
James> any way-
mgrasso> You all see Jack and Peter coming back into the hospital hallway, and they are accompanied by Douglass mac Liam.
* Ingrid smiles.
Ingrid> Nice to see you again, Daniel.
mgrasso> And you, Ingrid. We have much to discuss at the mission.
*** spudboy (spudboy@216-40-2-108.novia.net) has joined #Changeling-Tucson
mgrasso> Douglass peers at the doctor near the hospital room.
mgrasso> "We need to take the boy somewhere, unless you think bringing him along Enchanted will serve as well."
James> what's this "we"?
James> Gem, did you hear a we?
Ingrid> Well, I could certainly try enchanting him again now that he's settled down.
Gemma> Not at all, James.
mgrasso> Douglass leaps towards James and grabs him by his shirt.
mgrasso> Would you like to dodge?
Ingrid> (oooh!)
Gemma> Back off, you thug!
James> I thought I heard a we, but I could be mistaken, since there is no we... not with douggie here anyway?
James> yeah, I'll dodge
mgrasso> Ok, Dex + Dodge, diff. 6
* Gemma rolls her eyes at Douglass
James> !dice 5 6
* DiceWell James rolls 5d10 at difficulty 6. S/He fails the roll!
* DiceWell 3 3 1 2 7
mgrasso> Douglass slams James up against a wall.
James> furk you ass hole- we didn't walk out on you
mgrasso> "Listen, you... little, worthless tinker. I've had enough of your disrespect for our lords, and for what's important. Now SHUT UP and pay attention."
* James spits at him
Gemma> Oh, someone shove this man off of his high horse.
* Ingrid jumps forward to take Douglass's arm.
James> thats what I think of your lords- atleast I have some honor
Ingrid> Hey, both of you, stop it.
Ingrid> I think this fight can wait until later, hmm? Don't we have other things to be doing right now?
mgrasso> A couple of the cops pay close interest in this melee.
James> !dice 3 6
* DiceWell James rolls 3d10 at difficulty 6. S/He gets 2 successes.
* DiceWell 3 6 7
mgrasso> Douglass backs off, seemingly drained.
mgrasso> "I... I need you. All of you. More importantly, the County needs you."
* Jack waves the cops along "nothing to see, it's under control."
Ingrid> Do tell us why, Douglass?
mgrasso> "There are... fae practicing Rhapsody about. They did that to him!" He points towards Arthur's room.
mgrasso> Peter looks confused, and on the verge of tears.
* Ingrid kneels down to put her arm around Peter.
mgrasso> "You... none of you know what Rhapsody is, do you?"
Ingrid> I think I do... tell us, though.
* Jack shakes his head no.
James> hey pete- you want to play with something? don't be surprised though, okay? (James digs a palm pilot out of his pants, and infuses it with a pt of glamor)
mgrasso> Douglass sighs, and speaks to everyone, as Peter pays attention to James.
* James hands it to Peter, and then smiles... and says "be brave, we're going to help your daddy"
mgrasso> "Rhapsody is the most damaging form of harvesting Glamour from mortals," Douglass eyes Gemma and James, "for it destroys their creativity... forever. It leaves them a hollow husk, and sometimes can kill them or turn them insane."
mgrasso> "That's what happened here. We know that there may be as many as three fae involved in systematically destroying Arthur there."
James> is there anyway to help him now?
mgrasso> "No." Douglass sighs. "Such is the legacy of Rhapsody. He will be forever ruined."
James> poor pisher
mgrasso> "Such is the legacy of rampant Unseelieism."
Ingrid> How horrifying.
mgrasso> Douglass smirks a bit smugly, but ultimately hollowly.
* James gets up in dougs face
* Ingrid shudders
James> you want to go again?
Gemma> Yet somehow more appealing than rampant Seelieism.
mgrasso> Douglass says, "You don't approve of this, do you, young nocker?"
* Ingrid rolls her eyes
mgrasso> "This... Rhapsody?"
mgrasso> "Destroying a Dreamer for eternity?"
* Jack looks with horrified sorrow at Peter.
Jack> !dice 3 7
* DiceWell Jack rolls 3d10 at difficulty 7. S/He gets 1 success.
* DiceWell 7 1 10
James> it goes against my don't shit where you eat policy, if that's what you mean...
mgrasso> Douglass simply raises an eyebrow and says, "We need you to come back to the freehold and help us. The Count has agreed to put you up for the night." Douglass observes Ingrid's chimerical wounds, "It looks like you need some rest."
mgrasso> You hear Peter crying as Jack approaches him.
Ingrid> Does the boy come with us?
Jack> Peter, I'm so sorry.
Jack> What? What do you mean?
mgrasso> Douglass looks at the boy, and says, "He might as well now. He won't remember anything in the morning anyway."
* Ingrid looks at Peter sadly.
James> then don't tell him now- he will find out in the real world- It'll make it easier for now!
Jack> What?
Jack> Everyone, something's up with Peter. Peter what is it?
Ingrid> What's he saying?
Jack> I think he's enchanted. I think maybe he can see me.
mgrasso> Peter looks at Jack, then at Ingrid. "Why do you look so... oh, no..." and he continues crying.
James> oh yeah- he can.
* James walks over
James> pete? you gonna be okay?
mgrasso> Peter looks at James. "Um... I..." and he goes back to playing with the Palm Pilot.
* James tossles his hair
mgrasso> He seems completely lost in the Pilot.
James> what's he playing?
mgrasso> Douglass looks at James. "Well, he's definitely placid now."
mgrasso> "Let's take him back to the freehold."
mgrasso> "Ms. Kane!" Dr. Vashram calls over to you.
James> (what's he playing?)
Ingrid> Yes, Doctor?
mgrasso> James: it seems to be some game with multicolored blobs eating each other.
mgrasso> "What will happen to the boy, have you decided?"
James> !dice 3 8
* DiceWell James rolls 3d10 at difficulty 8. S/He fails the roll!
* DiceWell 2 2 6
Ingrid> Oh yes, Doctor. This is Peter's uncle Daniel. He'll be staying with him tonight.
mgrasso> "I... see"
mgrasso> Ingrid: Manipulation + Persuasion, diff. 7.
* Ingrid crosses her fingers.
Ingrid> !dice 5 7
* DiceWell Ingrid rolls 5d10 at difficulty 7. S/He gets 2 successes.
* DiceWell 2 2 8 9 4
mgrasso> "Very well, then. Please leave us a number where he can be reached."
mgrasso> Douglass gives the doc his number.
mgrasso> Shall we back to the freehold?
Ingrid> Yes, excellent idea.
James> hey, I was thinking that if we all clap our hands and believe in fairies, the sain will be sain again.
* James is ever sardonic
James> sain #1= guy
mgrasso> Douglass leads the convoy back to San Xavier del Bac.
mgrasso> Jack and Peter ride with Ingrid.
mgrasso> Douglass leads the way on the back of his motorcycle/trusty steed.
* Gemma mocks Douglass' motorcycle with James throughout the ride to the mission
mgrasso> Remember, it's a powerful dove-grey stallion in the Dreaming.
James> then we mock doug for his pretensiousness
* Ingrid admires Doug's steed. (*snortle*)
Gemma> Either way, he's mocked. Mocked!
Gemma> Ingrid: How freudian of you.
Ingrid> Meow. :)
* Jack just sits looking sadly at the boy.
mgrasso> Back at the freehold, the mission is a hive of activity. Almost every fae in the Tucson area is milling about with the news, and an official court has been called for tonight.
* James looks flirtatiously at Gemma.
James> "you know, you are just about the sexiest cat I've ver seen"
mgrasso> You exit your cars and enter the mission.
Scene Three: The Freehold
* Gemma just laughs
mgrasso> The main hall of the freehold is just about as busy as it was the night that Ingrid, Douglass, Gemma, and James met each other, on Imbolg.
mgrasso> Multiple conversations melt into one another and chimera leap and dance around the walls and corners of the freehold's main hall.
*** Gemma is now known as Solangia
*** James is now known as Aranth
*** Ingrid is now known as Artemisia
*** Jack is now known as Rolando
mgrasso> James sits down in a corner somewhere, entertained by a sentient ball of yarn and a tiny 4-inch tall silver dwarf.
mgrasso> Not James, Peter. Sorry.
Aranth> hahahaha!
Artemisia> hah!
* Aranth follows peter- can I have the video game? you can Have it back later?
Aranth> (James likes to keep track of his stuff)
mgrasso> Solangia, give me a Perception + Kenning, diff. 6
Solangia> !dice 6 6
* DiceWell Solangia rolls 6d10 at difficulty 6. S/He gets 1 success.
* DiceWell 7 10 1 6 1 4
mgrasso> Aranth: you easily retrieve the Palm Pilot. The cool games are gone once you get it back.
* Solangia lightly rubs the back of her neck
* Aranth scrutinizes the screen for smudgey little fingerprints
* Solangia looks around
mgrasso> Douglass speaks with Artemisia and Rolando.
Rolando> !dice 3 7
* DiceWell Rolando rolls 3d10 at difficulty 7. S/He gets 1 success.
* DiceWell 3 6 8
Artemisia> !dice 5 7
* DiceWell Artemisia rolls 5d10 at difficulty 7. S/He gets 3 successes.
* DiceWell 1 10 10 10 10
Aranth> yowza
Artemisia> huh.
* Aranth rejoins sol.
* Solangia gives Aranth's arm a little pat and then wanders off
mgrasso> (heh)
* Aranth looks quizically after her
* Solangia puts an extra little swish in her hips and a puff in her tail for Aranth's benefit
Aranth> you know, I'll never understand her- (he says to a floating chimera or something)
* Aranth smiles
mgrasso> Solangia wanders over to the corner of the room.
mgrasso> Is anyone going over there?
* Aranth stands there feeling stupidly alone for a moment, then walks back over to the boy
Aranth> (still keeping an eye on Sol)
mgrasso> The boy is rapt with his new chimerical friends. They're flocking around him like moths to a flame.
mgrasso> Perception + Scan, Ingrid and Jack, diff. 6.
Artemisia> !dice 5 6
* DiceWell Artemisia rolls 5d10 at difficulty 6. S/He gets 3 successes.
* DiceWell 7 9 3 2 6
Aranth> that's cool- and Art and Rol? where are they?
mgrasso> Talking to Doug in the center of the room.
Rolando> !dice 5 6
* DiceWell Rolando rolls 5d10 at difficulty 6. S/He gets 5 successes.
* DiceWell 7 10 6 10 10
Aranth> hmmm... lets amble over there...
mgrasso> Aranth goes over to the Seelie congregation.
Aranth> before officially "joining" them, what do I hear?
mgrasso> "...her name's Analise."
mgrasso> Aranth pops up. :)
Artemisia> How's Peter, Aranth?
Aranth> hey, (he indicates the corner) making some new friends
mgrasso> Douglass looks at Aranth and says, "My anger... sometimes it takes hold of me. I apologize for assaulting you. It was not honorable."
* Aranth sizes him up
mgrasso> Aranth: Per + Empathy, diff. 5
Aranth> !dice 6 5
* DiceWell Aranth rolls 6d10 at difficulty 5. S/He gets 1 success.
* DiceWell 2 7 8 1 1 9
mgrasso> Aranth: it's likely he's not lying.
Aranth> we all get angry (he says tentatively, in an "I guess thats okay sort of" voice)
mgrasso> "Well, I do apologize. Please forgive me. I forget not everyone looks at things in the way I do."
Solangia> Aranth! Can you bring the uptights -- er, others over here? * Solangia does the "come here" hand wave
mgrasso> Solangia is standing, conversing with a fox pooka.
mgrasso> Analise is a fox pooka; she has very short-cropped black hair in her mortal seeming, touching with red highlights. Her fae mien shows long deep crimson hair on her head, sharp, prominent eyebrows, and a long, flicking red furry tail. Her voile is a deep bronze kimono.
Aranth> sure bet babe
mgrasso> Analise sizes you all up.
Solangia> Analise, this is Aranth. And some others.
mgrasso> "Anyway, as I was saying, it sounds like they're after Tara."
mgrasso> "The supposedly evil satyr, who Rhapsodized your poor little mortal?"
Solangia> Well, they're always after someone, aren't they?
Solangia> (who said that? her?)
mgrasso> Yeah.
mgrasso> "She's a friend of mine." Analise says.
* Rolando looks a bit dubious.
Aranth> dum dum dum!
mgrasso> Analise eyebrows the troll.
mgrasso> "What don't you believe?" Analise flutters her eyelashes.
* Artemisia looks frostily at the pooka.
mgrasso> "Everything? A little bit of it? Somewhere in between?" She smiles.
* Rolando looks a bit taken aback
Aranth> really, is she a "friend" or a friend friend
Aranth> ?
mgrasso> "Oh, sure, we're all liars, aren't we, Solangia, dear? The whole bunch of us pooka." Analisa clucks her tongue.
Solangia> Indeed. I'm telling you the truth when I say we're all liars.
mgrasso> Analise stifles a sudden cackle.
* Aranth shakes his head a little
Aranth> I love the metaphysics of pookadom
mgrasso> "Anyway, let me testify on behalf of my friend Tara."
mgrasso> "Rhapsody? Oh, that's really rich. Little Tara's just interested in fun and games, and screwing with the mundanes a little bit. She'd never wipe one out."
mgrasso> "She likes hanging out with them too much."
Artemisia> Well if your friend Tara wouldn't... who would?
mgrasso> "Hell, I dunno. I certainly wouldn't. Rhapsody's too messy."
mgrasso> "In fact, you'd have to be nuts to do it. The punishment is exile in the Far Dreaming."
Aranth> Rhapsody must be one hell of a something though- a rush, a surge, maybe even an orgasm- I mean look at the name...
Solangia> Has she fallen into a new crowd that doesn't mind the mess or the punishment?
* Solangia gives Aranth the oddest look
mgrasso> To Solangia: "The only 'crowd' she's ever hung out with is the mortals on gothic/industrial night at the Velvet Tea Room."
Rolando> What about the other two? Email, was it...and Merlin?
* Aranth looks innocently back
Aranth> "what?"
mgrasso> "She has her own little... coterie down there."
mgrasso> "Email? What kinda name is that, Rocky?"
mgrasso> Solangia: Intel + Area Know, diff. 8
Rolando> You tell me...
Solangia> !dice 6 8
* DiceWell Solangia rolls 6d10 at difficulty 8. S/He fails the roll!
* DiceWell 6 7 5 2 7 4
Solangia> (d'oh)
mgrasso> Solangia: you've never been to the Velvet Tea Room.
mgrasso> Rolando, from Analise: "I don't know anyone named Email. Or Merlin."
Aranth> hey-what did the chick at the gallery look like again?
mgrasso> She was a satyr, in dark clothes, matching this description.
Solangia> So, what day is usually the goth night?
mgrasso> She has short auburn hair, and looked to be around 22, 23.
Aranth> how did these people look when the dude went loco?
mgrasso> Solangia: you'd need to do some research for that, since you failed the Area Knowledge.
mgrasso> Aranth: refer back to Chapter One.
Solangia> (drat.. i can't just ask her?)
Aranth> link?
mgrasso> http://www.homegame.org/mgrasso/diversion/chapter9.html#scene3
mgrasso> Oh, analise doesn't know.
mgrasso> Actually, http://www.homegame.org/mgrasso/diversion/chapter9.html#scene2
mgrasso> It's at the end of scene 2.
mgrasso> Beginning of scene 3.
mgrasso> And I really have to get to bed soon, folks.
Aranth> me too...
Artemisia> yeah, me too.
Rolando> That's cool y'all.
mgrasso> So, why don't we cut it here.
Rolando> Sounds like a plan.
mgrasso> And say that it's goth night... on thursday. :)
Solangia> all right
mgrasso> Which it is. All it'll take is a phone call to find out.
mgrasso> So, it's off to be gothy on Thursday. :)
Solangia> whoo! black eyeliner here I come.
Rolando> Every White Wolf game needs its goth quota.
mgrasso> Sam: I know. I would've gotten shut down otherwise. :)
Aranth> "oooh"
mgrasso> "Oh we're so f*$#%in' dark..." o/~
Rolando> Union rules don't ya know. :)
Artemisia> Oh, goody! Angst.
mgrasso> Heh. Hope people liked it tonight.