Date: 5:36:40 PM, April 30th, 2017.
Nonna: "If we can get him on our side, it'll be a big plus for us. Keyword being 'if'..."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "So then... seems like it'll soon be time for that event with Vetrek... but there's still time for you to do some things first. Up to you. I'm busy researching what the next combat mission will be... I feel like we'll need to get deeper into their machinery if we want to set up shop more permanently here. But that depends on what you guys have in mind. Ah yes, Marley. I wouldn't put too much stock in that man. Well, I guess I shouldn't speak for the more well educated on the subject person.'"
King Demon: *Sighs* "Marley..."
Metal Man (GM): Borne casually walks in.
Commander Borne: "Marley is, was, will always be a drunken romantic."
King Demon: *Sees Borne* "Well, you're not him, at least..."
Commander Borne: "I don't think he's evil, though. He's just... the master of disaster. Tread lightly."
Valron: "He just seems to have ludicrously poor luck when it comes to picking sides."
Commander Borne: "The intel I have on Marley suggests that David Hale was happy to send him as far away from Alsa as possible after repeated disastrous attempts by him to establish order. It was, well, the New Questers who ultimately fixed everything, leaving Marley feeling pretty worthless."
King Demon: "He's also ridiculously powerful, if memory serves... and slightly less ridiculously insane."
Commander Borne: "Didn't help that he eventually figured out I had a hand in it too. He's always wanted to outdo me. Naturally he's failed. But you managed to make use of me and I used to be nothing more than an anti-Quester maniacal dictator. So... ...You probably know more about what to do than I do on this one."
King Demon: "Yeah, that's pretty much what you were last I knew you..."
Nonna: "It's a risk I'm willing to take. We'll just need to find a way to play to his strengths instead of letting him descend into further madness and depression."
Commander Borne: "I just give you the information, so that you know the background. Illian would have more info, but when I asked him, he began laughing. And he didn't exactly stop."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Illian's hope was that Marley would totally defeat me back when. I have to say, just thinking of that also makes me want to laugh. Mostly because he could have defeated me... if he actually didn't get upset so easily."
Valron: "...Yeah, the guy hasn't exactly had the best life experiences, to say the least."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "That's your briefing about trying to recruit Marley. He is worthwhile as far as being a semi-neutral entity we could send about to act as a diplomat for us. And, in a pinch, he can still blow s@#t up. Just not very... efficiently. Oh, and he knows magic! Which means he can help us find more. ...Always have some booze handy if you want anything useful outta him though. ...I wonder what would happen if we could get him off of the booze."
King Demon: "Why is it I can't remember whether it was you or Marley that had that damn staff?"
Commander Borne: "One thing at a time. If we get him here, then we can fantasize about a non-dysfunctional Marley. Neither of us had the staff, Demon. Jack did. Garrick attached explosives to it and detonated it. Then Illian blew Jack's face off with explosions."
Nonna: *Digs through the room's mini-fridge and pulls out whatever she can find that wasn't already taken by the others* "This should do."
Commander Borne: "No one mourned his passing."
King Demon: "Jack, that's right. Thanks." *Shakes his head* "I've been on too many missions and too many worlds to remember things straight, apparently."
Valron: "Didn't he have a secondary staff that got lost or something? I recall something about the Echidnas taking it in the aftermath or somesuch rubbish..."
Commander Borne: "I can't be bothered to remember but I can guess that might be the case."
King Demon munches on a burger and fries he somehow managed to get.
Commander Borne: "It was a holy tool so odds are they know how to make another one. But... it's also cursed."
Metal Man (GM): Nonna: You find some "Mack Daniel's." It has an image of a hooded figure with only one eye holding an old wooden staff on the front.
Nonna: *Has also changed into something more formal by now.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Oh, I almost forgot. You want to know where he is, right?"
Nonna: "Yeah. Since we have more access and he's not exactly subtle, I was about to ask when and where you last heard of him."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Well let me look on the cameras." *He plugs the dex into the TV.*
King Demon seems to have become lost in thought.
Metal Man (GM): The TV shows...
Kumiko curiously watches on.
Metal Man (GM): Food court, food court, swimming pool, guys playing pool... People playing space tennis.... Marley wandering in the lower-down part of town, punching homeless people in the face and stealing their alcohol... Some people shopping for groceries...
Nonna: "Hm, he really is a mess..."
Metal Man (GM): Someone building a new space-car out of a kit they ordered through an information terminal... That dragon guy smoking a strange cigar that glows orange... And back again.
Valron: "...Yeah, he's been a bit of a mess for a while, to say the least."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yup. Can't miss him, Marley is definitely in Lower Area 5. He's punching homeless people and drinking their booze. Or at least, he's finished the punching part. He's in the drinking phase right now. I figure you'll want to hurry before he becomes too incoherent."
Nonna: "So, shall we see how receptive he is to having employment again?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "No one is going to stop you down there. They tend to not spend a lot on security there, and... nobody is going to intercept him so obviously it's all yours. Including if you want to just beat the snot out of him."
Valron: "I'm not sure how happy he'll be to see me, but... sure. Why not?"
Nonna: "Okay. Let's go and say hello." *She turned to the door and held it open for Valron, Kumiko, and anyone else who decided to come along* "Oh, and Xavier. Keep an eye on that dragon fellow. I have a feeling he's going to be bad news."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yeah... the worst part is I think he controls the cameras too. Some of them go blank when he walks into corporate offices."
Valron: "Yeah... that guy seems pretty fishy, to say the least." *He nods, before going to head on out.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I've been having Nova look for anomalies and those stuck out like a sore thumb."
Metal Man (GM): You have the instructions: it's the same elevator Demon and Gelato took. You can just casually walk there. By now, just by dint of being on the planet enough, you've figured out how to walk the same way as the others, so it's not quite so stressful to blend in. The real question though, is what you'll find once you get down the elevator. You manage to walk right there, and the elevator is already there, ready for you to go take a trip down to the Under Zone.
Nonna: *R* "If you-know-who is on the move, let us know." *He heads into the elevator nonchalantly.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: *R* "Will do. I'll monitor the feeds."
Valron: *R* "Much appreciated." *Steps into the elevator as well.*
Nonna: "Let's just hope our pal isn't public enemy number one already."
Metal Man (GM): You go down the elevator. After a rickety ride down, you see... well... it's a dirt-filled area. Barrels full of trash that were being used for light and warmth have already been overturned. A path of destruction leads down the way, with several homeless people knocked out, punched in the face by someone who is inhumanly strong.
Valron: "Eh, doubtful. If anything, I'd imagine he's probably a relatively mild annoyance. Considering the most he seems to be doing is, well. ...Harassing people for their booze." *Sighs, shakes head* "I swear..."
Metal Man (GM): You can hear distant weary singing.
Valron: "Well, at least he's easy to track down."
Nonna: "I was more thinking it would be bad if he's irritated the locals so much that they'd be willing to tell higher ups about any goings-on around him out of spite."
Marley: "Oh I've beeen too far down in the dark midnight sea... underneath everything I bleed... crazy demon children with marble beams kill everyone..."
Metal Man (GM): Then you hear a loud noise, a fist punching metal.
Marley: "Nothing exists but me... everything is an empty world... nobody cares there's nothing to build..."
Metal Man (GM): It continues, in the background. There's nobody else really awake here since he punched them unconscious. His bootsteps can be seen, on the ground and sometimes on the faces of people he's punched or kicked out.
Nonna: *Sighs and approaches him with some confidence* "Marley. What are you doing?"
Valron: *And he just follows behind, making sure not to accidentally step on any of the knocked out hobos. They've already been through enough as it is.*
Marley: "Wha?" *He stares at Nonna, dropping his container of 'homeless person booze' and shattering it.* "You... what're you doin' here? I'm all useless to the likes of you. The story's ended! Well, except for th' story of Sloan's planet, which everyone forgot about, but..." *He laughs cynically.* "Nobody cares about THAT!"
Nonna: "Why is such a skilled officer like yourself reduced to living in the pits while so much is happening?"
Valron: "I mean, considering that everything happens so much, ah. It's kinda hard to get around to that when there's at least fifty other things going on."
Marley: "Everything I ever ran imploded. Alsa was a failure. Nothing... nothing even matters..." *He shakes his head.* "All there was, all there is, crazy girls with marble guns who killed people... when you've seen the horrors I have... you can't come back from that. It was me who helped lead Anthon to the Mad Man monolith, the one that ended up killing millions of innocent people..."
Nonna: "You're still alive, and still here. If you intended to give up, you would be dead already. You're still hoping for something, which is why you continue on. But you don't think you deserve it either, so you numb the pain of dissonance with drinking."
Marley: "...Then I helped get the Alsan Questers going when they first landed, and they killed even more..."
Kumiko: "There's no need to throw away your life like this..."
Marley: "...Then I supported that nonsensical Brawler bulls@#t... and then I helped Illian... when he went completely nutso... What can I do that won't curse you, though? It's been that way for everyone I ever worked with."
Valron: "I wasn't there for the entirety of Alsa, but I did see some of it. And I was around for that Brawler rubbish, and, uh. ...Look. I was there for the whole Illian mess."
Nonna: "Don't you think it's about time you stood up and lived life on your own terms?"
Marley: "Multiple times, I have tried that... but that's usually when things go wrong."
Valron: "That wasn't my brightest moment either, but I managed to bounce back from that just fine!"
Marley: "What should I do? Will you be the next victims of my bad judgment?"
Nonna: "We came here looking for someone to help us, as an equal."
Marley: "My hands are coated in blood..."
Nonna: "You recognize where you've gone wrong before, so you clearly have the self-awareness needed to get better. And besides... what would life be if nobody made mistakes?"
Metal Man (GM): He shakes his head, though his tone of voice changes.
Valron: "Besides, if you work with others, than at the very least, you'll have folks that'll be there to call you out on potentially making another disastrous judgment call."
Nonna: "The history of this side of the galaxy is filled with blood, with or without you. If not you, they would have found someone else."
Marley: "You really want to prove me wrong, don'tcha? What has it been... eight... eight years?" *He laughs semi-bitterly.* "Look, if you want to prove me wrong, then there's some things that have to..."
Nonna: "Now things are changing for the better."
Metal Man (GM): He trails off and goes silent a bit.
Nonna: "And you've already made a fine decision recently that didn't backfire in any way. That Marley I asked for help from during the war against Omnus had himself together. He was capable, and a trusted ally. Worthy of respect."
Valron: "Honestly, with the entourage we travel with? We're no strangers to working with people who have rather... checkered pasts, to say the least."
Marley: "Once the war was over, they had no use for me anymore. I had to accept a peaceable exile from Alsa for what I had done before."
Nonna: "Do you want that? Do you think that was fair of them?"
Marley: "They said as long as I was there... I would... potentially kill them all by helping 'the wrong people.' And... well... It's not like they were entirely wrong! So... I don't know what to do."
Nonna: "There's nothing wrong with being stuck."
Marley: "This universe is... these people are all strange... I have nowhere to live, and I have nothing to do, and if I start something it might be another Illian incident..."
Nonna: "That's why we're here now. To see if you want something better."
Valron: "...Not like I haven't been in that position, myself."
Marley: "And well, it's more than just that. There's something that was left behind that nobody even thought of... well I did but..."
Valron: "After the whole 'Brawler' thing finished up, I was just aimlessly drifting along Nintendus for the next five years after that."
Marley: "Sloan's people have their own planet. Well, had. When Sloan died, the planet went into anarchy."
Nonna: "We won't force you to do anything. It's only an offer."
Valron: "Any idea on what it's like now?"
Nonna: "If you were to join us, we could combine forces and check out Sloan's planet too."
Marley: "It... never reached Alsa level destruction but I've been completely unable to figure out what to do. There's... multiple factions... civil wars... It's like Alsa used to be without the magical curse. They aren't cursed by zombies or death, but... well..."
Nonna: "After all, we likely had a hand in what happened there by killing Sloan."
Metal Man (GM): He takes out a device and demonstrates a picture of the planet, which shows 3-4 major warzones that are basically a full on world war style destruction zone.
Marley: "And I helped indirectly with that, with the information about Sloan and all. I have ideas how to fix it, but they'd probably all just make it worse. So all I can do is try to ignore it by punching hobos and drinkin' booze. It isn't workin', though. If you will help with that, then I can... help you... ...are you really sure I would be a help? I seem to only harm people I 'help.'"
Nonna: "We wish to make up for mistakes and help make everything peaceful. But we still need your help with things, such as Sloan's planet, before they can be made a reality."
Marley: "Well, except those Alsan Questers... ...f@#k those people."
Nonna: "You're a capable person with experience. We'd like to see you as a friend and ally... an equal, rather than an underling to order around and never listen to."
Valron: "If it helps, you'll be in good company, at least. I mean, I did used to work with Illian back in the day. ...Until he shunted me off to Xavier's side. Long story, that."
Marley: "This reminds me of my other lingering issue... Never resolved the differences between me and your old Man, Nonna. He used me to get that monument, and then empowered the likes of Borne and Jack."
Nonna: "I'll be happy to arrange talks between you two, just like I did with Borne."
Marley: "While it backfired on him, he never did anything about the fact he used me. Never told me he'd be sharing it with those two... ...bitter, cursed husks. Had I known, there wouldn't have been any Mad Men. Especially not with Mad Molly there. She still taunts me even now, from beyond time and space itself. It's truly maddening."
Nonna: "And if it helps, I'll make sure he listens."
Marley: "All I hear now is that though Omnus was destroyed she... claims that she will ultimately overthrow Autumnus. Good luck with that one, Molly."
Valron: "Well, that sounds incredibly unlikely. Then again, it wouldn't be the craziest thing that happened..."
Marley: "Alright, so I guess I can't turn down your reasonable offer. ...Where are you people staying? Out there in space? Do you just warp everywhere? ...Better not be taking over part of this planet to build your own stadium."
Valron: *Stifling a laugh* "We haven't bothered with stadiums in a long time."
Nonna: "We have a nice room in the upper levels. The one with the pool. Otherwise we hang out on the Wing Fortress and also my command ship."
Marley: "No? Not plotting to just detonate an entire building? That's right, neither of you are Julian... and you aren't either... ...what's your name?" *Points at Kumiko.*
Nonna: "If we wanted to commit terrorism, we'd be on the Time Cops' side."
Kumiko: "Kumiko. That's all I can remember of my full name right now."
Valron: "Yeah, we just try our best to eke out some form of stability in this messed up universe."
Nonna: "How about it? We won't force you."
Marley: "I'm Marley. I... need to remember what my last name is too. I was once Marleson, but changed my name to fake my death after the disaster that was the Mad Man Project. The problem is this time I couldn't fake my death so I didn't have an easy out. ...Also, Nonna, that's the thing. Julian was against the Time Cops too. He wasn't just a terrorist. He was a madman. He wanted to kill everyone. Jus' like Illian. If I ever see him, then he's gonna take a trip into th' sun. ...But I don't think he'll be around anymore."
Nonna: "At the very least, we're not intending to bring harm or death to anyone. If you feel we are heading in that direction, then all the better that you're there to let us know."
Marley: "Well, that's the bad joke. I suck at figurin' that out. So it's more, you guys be good about it and don't trust what I have to say. After all, it took up until shortly before Illian went cuckoo fer me to figure it out. I had a nice chair on his ship n' everythin'. It was a front row seat to th' apocalypse. ...Now I want that chair back..."
Nonna: "I trust you to be able to do better this time."
Valron: "I kinda lucked out, in a strange, roundabout way."
Marley: "Well, yes. If you start talking about using chaos emeralds to rewrite reality, I'll stop ya. So... no casinos... no time traveling chaos emeralds from hell itself... no Garrick... Lemme think. Any of you have any plans to murder civilians with sniper rifles?"
Nonna: "And a fully equipped kitchen."
Marley: "That's about the last remaining thing I gotta ask about."
Marley: "Good. Panzer must be dead fer real then. Then again... Even a rube like me knows you ain't Questers. You're... these guys."
Valron: "Honestly, that whole mess with Borne ended up helping me a lot more in the long run, even if it did leave me in a situation where my equipment kinda got obliterated. ...Again." *He rubs his arm.*
Metal Man (GM): He takes out a faded poster he picked off of the ground. It's from when the Time Cops ruled the planet. It says... "BEWARE! THE OUTLIERS AMONGST YOU!" And it shows Nonna, Xavier, Gelato, Valron, etc
Marley: "Everyone kinda forgot about this, but I found it in the garbage. Funny how it's warning that you are subversive to 'the well planned order of Omnus' Nothin' about you bein' lethal either. Just that you are 'fighting against the protection of those who know better'"
Valron: *And there he goes again, trying not to laugh* "Oh, that's... that's rich. 'Well-planned'? Honestly..."
Marley: "I had to stare at it a bit. Questers who weren't jus' killin' everyone. I mean, you talked well on the radio, but... so did the other ones."
Nonna: "Actions speak louder than words."
Marley: "This tho... you can't fake Time Cops makin' posters warning against 'overly anarchic insurrectionists promising unreasonable freedoms' And among the freedoms seems to be the ability to insult Time Cops. What? Really? Tha' was what they were concerned about?"
Valron: "It didn't help that we were also helping Xavier reclaim Erastia, and the fact that that planet is pretty important to them."
Marley: "So, yes. This would be th' first time I'm not joining the bad guys. Fine, I'll go with yeh. Just... ...is Borne still on your side? I... don't really hate him as much as I used to but... ...it certainly will be awkward. I mean, I can kinda see... w hy he did what he did..."
Valron: "Yeah he is. Kinda my fault, that."
Marley: "If only I'd been like him towards those Alsan Questers. Woulda killed 'em all... no, no, that's the evil Illian type thoughts, stop that Marley. ...I still have one of those rinky-dink badges... heh."
Metal Man (GM): It's a big P that says "Protector"
Nonna: "He's chilled out considerably, in any case."
Marley: "I can show it anywhere to instantly get people to try to kill me."
Valron: "You too, huh?"
Nonna: "And if not, I'll vouch for you."
Marley: "I keep the badge in a case to remind myself not to do that again. Well, I bet you will. Right... we should... now get out of here. They have no security down here, but there are gangs down here. I've been spending the last ten months trying to find their leader so I could punch him out. It's... what you do when you have nothing to do. Plus, they've never fought a magically powered person like me."
Nonna: "Indeed. Boredom is a powerful drug."
Marley: "Their stupid pipes and rocks don't really phase me. It's weird how criminals on other planets are so afraid of death. Almost like they don't revive at the touch of some magic, you know? Couldn't imagine what it must be like... Partially why I had second thoughts, and took to just taking th' whiskey."
Metal Man (GM): In the distance, the sound of some footsteps can be heard.
Valron: "I mean, they don't come from bizarre nonsense death worlds, unlike the two of us, so..."
Marley: "So yeah, unless we want to beat them down, we should probably leave."
Valron: "...We should probably head out."
Nonna: "Of course, it'd be better if you could give up the drink entirely, but... that won't be possible so quickly, I imagine. Let's go."
Valron: *And there he goes. Sharp turn back to the elevator. He doesn't feel like dealing with punks right now.*
Marley: "I mean they'll let us just leave, after I punched out a guy named Diamond Joe so hard his stolen diamond cufflink broke."
???: "Hey! You! Get back here!"
Metal Man (GM): Marley starts jogging to the elevator.
???: "You still owe us for that cufflink you broke, you boozer! And Gold Guy's teeth! We heard you pawned his boots for booze!"
Nonna follows suit.
Metal Man (GM): You make it to the elevator. One of the gang members catches up... but then stares at Valron and Nonna and freaks out.
Gangster: "S@#t, it's... those people! Uh... we never met... ...don't warp in and kill our leader when he least expects it, we uh... we don't do anything that bad! ... ...Do keep that bum away from us though. He's a goddamn thief. Made out of... ...I don't know. I broke my fist on him."
Marley: "Eheh... uh... bye?"
Metal Man (GM): He gestures to the elevator button for Nonna or Valron or Kumiko to push.
Nonna: *Just gives the gangster a stern stare as she presses the button.*
Valron: *He just stifles a yawn.*
Metal Man (GM): The gang member backs off. You can distantly hear some other people talking.
Gangster 2: "What the f@#k happened there?"
Gangster: "Those Quester people are here!"
Gangster 2: "Oh... s@#t. Let's get out of here."
Metal Man (GM): You hear them run away. You make it topside again.
Valron: "Nice to know there's people with the sense to back off, at least."
Marley: "...I almost feel guilty, except they stole the things that I stole from them. I made certain of that before I took them. And they were crazy luxury items that most likely belonged to evil rich people. ... ...I'll try not to do it while working with you. Just... anyone with things like that reminds me of Jack, and then I see red. Or Julian, for that matter. Jack & Julian... we're lucky they never worked together."
Nonna: "Just give us some advance warning before you do, okay?"
Metal Man (GM): You make it topside. Interestingly, another person is there, waiting. A man in a suit, he looks rather miffed.
???: "Greetings. I see you have... troublemaker Marley. You would do best to turn him over. He is... erhem... wanted for mega-theft."
Nonna glares at the man.
Valron: "What we do with him is none of your damned business."
???: "An entire bar's stash... he stole Sir Thomas Dunry's card, madam."
Kumiko: "Sorry, but we shall do as we see fit."
???: "I mean... it is true. I cannot force you to turn him over. You are... much too powerful."
Nonna: "Excuse me? Well, we're here to deliver justice to my uncle already as it is. We're placing him under our custody to face trial at our home planet."
???: "Very well. I can submit legal papers as we will be suing him for the amount he stole. I just wish to make sure that Sir Thomas Dunry is made whole. Otherwise, anyone can just steal someone's card... and then no one will go to our games. I'm sure you understand."
Metal Man (GM): Marley looks rather sheepish. Last you knew, he really did commit the mega-theft.
Nonna: "We do. We'll make sure that's included in the charges."
???: "Good. If you wish to supervise dealing with that hobo, then you save us the money of processing him ourselves. As much as we feel we would have a more efficient means of doing so..."
Metal Man (GM): He sighs.
???: "It's still cheaper if you do it. We'll be in touch."
Metal Man (GM): He walks off, seemingly rather miffed.
Nonna: "Whispering" "Thankfully we're only here for another day or two..."
Marley: "Phew... I guess it's good that you came by."
Xavier Ridgecrest: *R* "I don't know what just happened, but that dragon person acted like he just heard somebody insult him over the phone, and then some cameras went out."
Valron: *He lets out a sharp breath, once he's sure the man is well out of hearing distance, looking rather annoyed in his own right* "Honestly... what a pest."
Xavier Ridgecrest: *R* "Maybe you should get back soon."
Valron: *R* "That sounds like it'd be for the best."
Nonna: "Just follow us, and act casual. It's not too far."
Metal Man (GM): Marley nods and uses his military training to do just that. He might be really dirty but, underneath it all, he still knows what he's doing. And/or, is so drunk that he can't get too anxious anyway.
Nonna heads back to the hotel room.
Metal Man (GM): You head back, just in time. There's a mysterious power outage in the area you just were, and you hear some loud noises out there that you can even hear from the hotel room. Xavier sees the camera feed restored, only to notice the elevator you used has now been mysteriously destroyed.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "That can't possibly be a coincidence."
King Demon: *Looking at the monitors* "Someone's pissed off..."
Metal Man (GM): The damage looks like somebody pretty strong literally snapped part of it in two, and the other part's melted. There's also bullet holes in the ground and walls near it.
Valron: "Definitely looks like they a bit cross, to say the least..."
Nonna: "Too fast to have been those gangsters."
Valron: "Probably a personal hitsquad or something..."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "It happened in conjunction with that dragon person getting upset. He vanished, the destruction happened almost immediately... you only barely wandered outside of the range of what happened."
Nonna: "So Vetrek has time cops here after all."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Most likely. There was a lot of encrypted traffic and strange goings on."
King Demon: "Think we can prove it?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Hmmmm..."
King Demon: "If we can, it'd prove they're violating the treaty, wouldn't it?"
Nonna: "Most likely the ones aiding him are low level soldiers. Expendable sacrifices."
King Demon: "I suppose so."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "We still have our Time Devices, which with the right spells, can help us track the other Time Cops. But would also announce to them we're doing it."
Marley: "Whoa... you're still fightin' them? I thought you killed Omnus and they left."
Nonna: "Right, we should probably bring you up to speed."
Valron: "That would be a good idea, yes."
Nonna: "Though maybe you should get cleaned up first."
Valron: "If anything, Omnus is just what I'd call a good start."
Marley: "..." *Pulls at his collar* "I would have totally been dead. Oh... oh, yeah, that would help. Lemme use the old spell..."
Metal Man (GM): He rolls up his sleeve, revealing his Alsan spells tattooed all over his body.
Marley: "Ah yes... alter."
Metal Man (GM): He casts it on himself and is now clean.
King Demon: "Hi, Marley..." *He seems to be unsure how to react to his presence.*
Nonna: "Xavier, can the reverse happen? They might have used some time spells just now. Could we detect them without exposing ourselves?"
Valron: "Oh, right. You're pretty much a walking spellbook."
Marley: "Hello, Demon. Not been tricked by Red Text lately, I hope? You never did listen to what the Alsan Questers told you to do anyway... I shoulda helped Red Text beat them, initially..."
Valron: "We killed him stone dead, Marley."
King Demon: "Eh, it's not like I wouldn't want to blow you up anyway."
Valron: "Like... at least three times."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "...Wow, that totally slipped my mind, they COULD be tracking us reverse-wise."
Valron: "He's stupidly persistent."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Could we detect them... not without a lot of preparation."
King Demon: "And don't get me started on the Alsa Questers, a lot of them were... less than smart."
Marley: "Well Demon, you technically are an Alsan Quester. But then again, you technically aren't... ...well the easiest question is this."
King Demon: "Me, I was just lost."
Marley: "Didya support Julian, Demon? Or hell, Garrick."
King Demon: "Ah hell no, I just wish I had stolen their money before they got blown away."
Marley: "If you didn't, then I have no beef with ye. Unless you like, loved Panzer or something. ...And if you liked Deloth, my only warning is that he was the only person worse off than ME!"
Nonna: "I hate to say this, but I'm moving our plan to capture Vetrek to tomorrow."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "We have everything in position to potentially capture him, so."
Valron: "I don't blame you for accelerating the plan, honestly."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "It's sort of now or never. They've begun to realize we're here."
Valron: "At this juncture, I'd rather we not linger too long, anyways..."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Our success has come at the cost of our cover."
Nonna: "They've already demonstrated that they have more awareness of our presence and activities than we could have imagined."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I can't say which thing did it specifically but if I had to put my finger on it, it's all related to that dragon guy and mixed in with Time Cops actively wanting us gone."
Nonna: "They're expecting us to strike at the buyout. That's where they'll set traps and have time cops around to take us out."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "The lower level people don't have a clue. But the higher level ones already seem to be wanting to catch us off guard."
Nonna: "So we're going to strike at the Olympics."
King Demon: *M* "Actually, I should ask my dad if he has access to their accounts and steal it that way..."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "We should go all in then. I'll have everyone prepped so that we can do everything at once."
Valron: "Sounds good to me."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "We'll want to corner Vetrek there while the others completely wipe out any cameras or security that remain, maybe even cause a power outage just like those Time Cops did. We capture him and flee the planet. That way nobody's the wiser. No coup can happen that way. At least, unless you have some more in mind. I'm all ears. Since I'm not the greatest planner. Just... that guy who's around."
Marley: "Well I'm certainly not gonna jinx it with my own baaaad ideas."
Nonna: "If possible, we'll need to find a way to locate the time cop plants and find a way to prevent them from reaching him in time, or reporting our presence there. Actually Marley, we'd like to know what you think, too."
Marley: "Those plants seem to want me pretty bad. I could serve as a decoy. Even if they caught me I don't know enough about 'cha to give anything useful away."
Valron: "Just tell me where you need me to be. I'm generally good for whatever, but... Up to you lot, really."
Marley: "Or, well, it doesn't have to be me that they catch. They can catch a fake me."
Metal Man (GM): Marley casts some more spells and a weird hollow wax sculpture of himself shows up to the side of him. Then he further demonstrates his abilities by casting Baton Toss to trade places with it.
Valron: "That could be useful. How many of those can you have with you concurrently?"
Marley: "They grab me, then I trade places with my fake. Maybe we put some bombs in it so they go boom. Time Cop pieces everywhere."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "As much as I want to destroy the Time Cops, that would be too easily spun against us."
Nonna: "We'd like to avoid bloodshed if at all possible."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Better to do something like make it just hilariously anchor them to the ground. Can't really spin that. 'Oh no, the Questers trapped me with a fake Marley!'"
Marley: "Right, you aren't... the Bloodvenging Ultra-Alsan Questers."
Nonna: "What are the chances that that dragon fellow is a time cop?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Medium. I have to admit he seems to know way too much."
King Demon: "Nah, I just like the chaos."
Valron: "Might be possible. Could also just be uniquely powerful in his own right. At the very least, he could certainly have ties to them."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "The trick is I can't tell where his time device is... we knew a dragon named Ryll once, but Ryll was blue, and he was way less sinister. Indeed, I have my doubts that Ryll survived after Autumnus consolidated control over the Time Cops. He was... too willing to compromise with the old Alsan Questers. But that does mean that if there was one dragon time cop there could be two. You never know, basically. On the other side, there have been reports of non-human entities that hold a lot of power on this planet."
Nonna: "He may the one coordinating and commanding the ones here."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "So it could also be the head of something big that's throwing his weight around."
Nonna: "He moves, and suddenly the area we were in is destroyed."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yup. Whether he is a Time Cop or not, he is obviously dangerous."
Nonna: "Do you know anything about him, Marley? You've been here a while, after all. Is he a new arrival, or a regular?"
Marley: "Oh... that guy... I don't know his name, people keep going 'Don't ask, he'll kill me' when I do. Besides that, everyone acts like he can invisibly kill people. Part of the reason I tested his patience, y'know. I hate people like that. Besides, I'm not from around here, so his shenanigans can't keep me dead. Not even Illian could do that. What I could tell, in between his cursing me under his breath, is that he must own something big. Like. Loads of dudes will appear and just attack people whenever he gets angry. Just kinda like what happened there."
Valron: "Think he might run one of the big five corporations?"
Marley: "Part of me wanted to see if I could kill his guys..."
King Demon: "Sounds like someone we need to keep a close eye on. Even once we're outta here."
Marley: "It seems like it. He seems to have some... trademark about him... and his goons... they all wear that weird black clothes and objects that have no branding mark on it. I've been told whatever it is has no name either. Like, that's the point of it or something?"
King Demon: "Like a Void?"
Marley: "It's... some weird Onta'vis thing. I could never see it selling at home."
Valron: "What a strange brand..."
Marley: "Nah, it's not The Void. The Void had a name. Whatever this is doesn't."
Nonna: "Based on what Lou told us, he's at least hostile toward us."
Marley: "Unless you mean, calling it a Void or Null, yeah, it's definitely some lack of a thing. If there is a common theme, it's that whatever marks are left by him and his people have no real calling card."
Nonna: "If he really isn't on the Time Cop''s side, we could even maybe turn them against each other if nothing else works..."
Marley: "I have asked before and people say they can't really bargain with him, like he's... unreasonable or something... The word 'five hundred years' keeps happening around him, anyway. Oh, and there was a legend that an assassin tried to kill him and he literally ate the assassin."
Valron: "That's certainly fishy..."
Marley: "I dunno if it's a silly rumor or not, but, well, it scares people."
Valron: "Maybe we should see if there's a greater context to the whole 'five hundred years' thing regarding that fellow at a later date."
Marley: "Jack probably would have killed him in twenty seconds flat, but that IS the thing... people haven't been able to really hit him with anything."
Nonna: "It it comes down to a fight, straight up force isn't likely to do the trick."
King Demon: "Hmmmm..." *Searches in his Dex for something about 500 years.*
Marley: "Like there are tales that he also did 'good' things like casually saving someone from a fire... by walking through the fire."
Smash Dex: *DING* "Five hundred years. An Earth measurement ported to Nintendus. Doesn't actually mean five hundred due to Earth's rotations being different from Nintendus'."
King Demon: "What is its significance on THIS world?"
Smash Dex: "Unknown. Database is not updated for Onta'vis."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Oh I wish it was but we have no Onta'visian Professor Oak. At least not yet. We could always try to find or hire one."
King Demon: *Looks to Xavier* "Ok, how do we upgrade these outdated pieces of... cow droppings?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Then we'd have something for the Dex to chew on. Well, it's possible to just buy the information and plug it in."
Valron: "Makes sense."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Or if you mean, a flashier, better computer? They sell them everywhere, but especially here. But a computer is only as good as the info in it!"
King Demon: "That's assuming you can trust what you buy."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yes. That is why I still use these things."
Nonna: "We have until tomorrow, anyway."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "And I don't have an Onta'vis database yet."
King Demon: "Well, maybe we should see if we can get one?"
Valron: "I have both the Smash Dex and my visor's built-in computer, so I've got options, at least."
Metal Man (GM): The Information Terminal, seemingly, could be of use with this.
King Demon: "Sounds like a plan."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I wish I could just steal one of these Information Terminals but they are... this new weird thing that happens to rely on a connected network instead of a giant database. It's a real turnoff, in my eyes."
Marley: "There's this bazaar where they sell literally everything. If you go there late at night nobody will see you and you can probably buy something. Just be careful because they're all creeps or otherwise shady."
Valron: "Oh, yeah. 'course."
Marley: "And... they also have no real morals, so don't go there unarmed."
Valron: "On the other hand, at least I can buy stuff, so... that's nice. Still have my chip from the last time I went here."
Marley: "They never bothered me much, of course. I had nothing of value. They wanted to try to steal the flesh off of my arms but then I lit one of them on fire. ...Don't worry, the others still wanted to do business with me even as their ex-associate burnt to ashes. They said he was a jerk. Then one of them sold his ashes. Yuck, all of them, creeps."
Nonna: "This place is certainly... unique."
King Demon: "Well, we can do either that or try to find a Terminal."
Metal Man (GM): There is an information terminal right in the room, but it is hotel property.
King Demon: "Think they'd be upset if we tried to hack it?"
Valron: "Mind, I'm not sure if a little over 41,000 Cronikos will exactly be enough, but... hey. It's there."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yes, they probably would."
Valron: "I'd imagine they'd be a tad unhappy."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "However, this is a corporate planet. Buying things is very possible."
King Demon: "Ok, is there another one nearby that we could access?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Presumably somewhere we could literally buy a portable information terminal that will work off-planet. ...Well yes, there are, but what would the difference be from this one?"
Nonna: "If you do go out to find one Xavier, don't go alone."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I don't plan on going out right now, it seems too dangerous. Besides, I'm as sneaky as a tank."
King Demon: "We won't piss off our hosts."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Oh. Well, I... guess we could hack an outside one but... is any of us even good at that? I'm not certain it'd be wise to hack them right after what happened, too. I had to... pay off people to hack that security camera. The prices are most likely going to go up after what happened. I know Kit has money but... not the kind they sometimes charge, heh. Not without doing a favor for one of the five corporations, anyway. They certainly do like those. If you have an idea, Demon, maybe after the heat dies down a little bit, you and I and Gelato can go out and do something to help get us the, er, 'rights' to hack or steal some of these terminals' data."
Nonna: "Sadly I don't think we'll have the time before going after Vetrek."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yeah... we will probably have to wait until after we deal with Vetrek, but it doesn't hurt to think ahead."
Valron: "Yeah, never hurts to have a few ideas for the future in mind."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Since once Vetrek is settled we'll need to make sure we aren't caught off guard afterwards. Need a continuous source of intel so that we don't get blindsided by Vetrek 2, 3, etc. We can even think about maybe asking Zinyo or whatever it is to reward us with that after we deal with Vetrek for them."
King Demon: *Shrugs* "I'm just thinking that having more information never hurts."
Nonna: "Fair enough."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "We'll keep that in mind, I think..."
Valron: "Could also see about finally getting that bounty on Sloan's head processed, while we're at it."
Nonna: "Let's hope things go as planned tomorrow. I'd prefer it if we didn't have to resort to fighting, but we should be prepared just in case."
King Demon: "Nonna, we're Questers, when do things EVER go as planned?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yup. I'll get everything ready on my side."
Nonna: "The key is getting things to collapse in our favor."
Valron: "Pretty much."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Constructive chaos, yes. Never entirely as planned, but not paralyzed by unexpected happenings."
King Demon: "Now THAT sounds like my kind of party!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yes, that's mostly why I figured you'd be a natural fit. We have everything we need to know, so for now, everyone is dismissed. Be careful if you go outside... with all that happened and all."
Nonna: "I think I'll stay in tonight. Might as well enjoy the pool and everything else before we get out of here. What are you guys going to do?"
King Demon: "Yeah yeah, no blowing stuff up randomly."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I've been saving myself for the final event, so that I don't have to worry about my cover being blown. Right now I've been fixing my golf club. I'm not good at this whole armory stuff, so I'm just practicing."
Metal Man (GM): He flips open the club and its... fantastically complicated inner workings, and casually pokes at it with tweezers.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "The repairman did a great job but I realized there's more inside here than even what he fixed. I figure if I can fix it myself I'll save a bunch."
Valron: "I'm... not really sure what I'm gonna do, myself."
King Demon: "Careful, don't electrocute yourself... wait, on second thought, go ahead and electrocute yourself. It'll be entertaining!"
Nonna: "We could always have a nice dinner."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "My hands aren't even made of flesh, so I can touch electricity and it'll just route it to my boots. By the way, that's why my handle on my golf club lights on fire. Anyone who steals it... oh god... I just realized... Digi's been burning his hands to ashes this whole time! ...He probably wears gloves... maybe... or maybe that's why his punches are so weak. Yes, a nice dinner would be nice. I believe we may as well since it'll be our last night here."
Valron: "Sounds good to me."
King Demon: "... Ya know, I kinda missed Digi... and the others. Should try to call them sometime and drag them back in here!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "He always had the choice to hang out with us, but..." *Shrugs* "I think he finally decided he had a place elsewhere. He wasn't really one for the kind of stuff we handle these days. And you know. That's his choice. Illian on the other hand wanted to kill him for not supporting him back then. At least until we defeated that Illian."
Nonna sits down and relaxes for a change.
King Demon: "Yeah, it's just... no offense to those present, but it'd be nice to have someone around I actually am used to being friendly to."
Marley: "Yeh, all Illian ever said was 'Digi can go roast in hell! I'll provide the hell!'"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Well... you can always get used to us." *Chuckles.*
Valron: "Don't worry. It took me a while to get used to being a part of, well. ...This whole outfit, myself."
King Demon: "Yeah, says the guy who ABANDONED ME IN A DAMN TIME RIFT!"
Nonna: "I won't bite."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Past me wasn't really a good person. I'm sorry that I did that."
Valron: "Hell, I used to work with Illian, so. y'know There was abit of inherent awkwardness there at first."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "It had gotten into my head back then that nothing really mattered than whatever insane ideas I had in my head, so, you being trapped in a time rift wasn't on my mind at the time."
Nonna: "At the very least, I don't see you as an enemy, annoyance, or anything remotely like that."
Valron: "...Honestly, part of me is still in some minor form of disbelief that I even managed to make it here in, well. ...Pretty decent condition, all things considered."
Marley: "Well Demon, you have to see it this way--the likes of us somehow didn't do what those other people did, and now we're here. So either we can marinate in th' past... the tasty... whisky-infused... delicous... alcholic past... ...or try to figure out what to do now."
Nonna: "At worst, your only beef with me is actually with my grandfather."
King Demon: "Yeah... though, all things considered, is it really a wonder why I occasionally say 'burn em all'?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "It's not a mystery. I used to think the same too. It was the Questers who rescued me from my own form of time rift. Though the other part was, back when, you were working with the Alsan Questers, and so some of those times we fought, it was really more of a proxy conflict. Now there's no Alsan Questers and you don't believe in what they did, so. There's nothing really left for us to fight over. If there is some way I can make it up to you, though, feel free to ask. I don't want to leave you thinking 'I'm stuck serving with this guy who doesn't ever care if I live or die!' That was what old me did. That's why I downloaded my past memories and stopped being a nutball. Except in battle, because watching enemies scream in horror is still funny. Also as Emperor of Erastia I have to hold myself to a higher standard. I can make you a Duke or something. They would totally love having an actual demon rule part of the country."
King Demon: "Now THAT sounds like fun!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "The Erastians love explosions, and like to play lava golf. Before I outlawed it, they would fight gladiator battles to the death. Now they are just regular battles with some Nintendian supplements so they don't die. Which is technically even more extreme since now they can destroy eachother Melee-style and come right back for another round. Become more about points than sadism, really. More explosions that way."
Valron: "Certainly sounds like you've been trying your best at curbing the crazier stuff."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "It's hard. People who are used to irradiating eachother for 'health benefits' and gaining 'power' by touching wall outlets are hard to un-crazy."
Valron: "It seems like you're slowly making a little progress, at least."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yes, the remaining Erastians have suffered 20% less mishap-related accidents and seem to be spending more time learning and less time exploding. The previous statistic, which was written in crayon on an envelope and found at the bottom of a trash can, suggested they hadn't bothered even thinking seriously about it before."
Valron: "I can only imagine how long ago that particular statistic even was, too..."
Nonna orders some food for everyone while they talk.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yeah, they were... they were hardly literate. Most of their machines did the thinking for them. That and a handful of really angry scientists, who made more death machines in order to deal with their hatred of the general population."
King Demon: "Hmmm, Nintendus related supplements to prevent death, you say?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yeah, the virtual-Stadium technology, which ensures instead of blood and gore they just get hit with the nerf-bat equivalent."
King Demon: *Evil smirk.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Some of them complain because technically we could simulate the blood and gore but..." *Waffles hand* "The last thing we need is a revival of the reign of Bloodthirst."
King Demon: "Ah, PG-rated violence is probably the best violence... occasional blood is nice though. I mean just look at pro wrestling!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yes, something like that can be used to potentially add excitement to longer drawn out battles, I agree. The kind that shows they've taken damage without it getting ridiculous. I'm not Wolfman, anyway."
Valron: "Makes sense."
King Demon: "And suddenly I'm in the mood to watch an area get carpet bombed with Bob-ombs..."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Sometime we could fire up the old arena at Nintendus, or, well, have an invitational battle at Erastia. It's all aboveboard there so they if anything would relish watching people from Nintendus fight, plus, well, Alsa... and Erastia... and Onta'vis... and probably even people from Rendar and wherever else there is. Since really, the way it all is... Julian wasn't entirely nuts, it's just he needed to find the right place. Alsa is too... too..."
Marley: "Too cursed."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yeah."
Valron: "Yeah, like..."
Marley: "Plus those were Borne's people's hometown. Those people were either evil or stick in the muds, or both."
Valron: "Even with all the work we've done to better it, there's probably just this whole... Thing that'd just not make it really worthwhile. On top of that as well, yeah."
King Demon: "Sounds like fun!"
Marley: "Woulda been better to go work with the Glitz Pit or those people of the 'Princess Peach' area... they had a more inviting attitude."
King Demon: "I suppose we can do that once this mission's done, though, huh?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yeah. We can do that afterwards, while we let the heat die down."
Valron: "Sounds good to me."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "We'll need to figure out where to go to help derail whatever evil Autumnus is up to while we do that, maybe invite some people who will give us intel or maybe help us."
Valron: "I can use the downtime to finally pick up that mech that's been sitting in Alsa's ocean for the past age..."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "We can't go to every planet after all--better if some of them come to us."
Valron: "If nobody hasn't scuttled it already."
Marley: "It's Alsa. You could probably pick it up even after it's scuttled."
King Demon: "I've always wanted to do commentary on a Stadium fight! Those guys get to have a lot of fun!"
Valron: "Last I recall, it was just sitting there and had plantlife growing on it."
King Demon: "Wait, that mech's still there?"
Marley: "Well, last I checked, nobody was going around blowin' up mechs. I was the last one on Alsa recently too, anyways. It should still be there. Thanks to Kit, Alsa is... very peaceful now."
Valron: "I meant to pick it up after the whole thing with Omnus came to a close. Hell, Borne even gave me the key for the damned thing so I wouldn't have to deal with the usual traps he loads onto his stuff."
Marley: "Everyone abhors violence after what all happened. David Hale is in charge, the new GUN is busy cleaning up the destruction. The Mushroom Kingdom is no longer plagued by anything except occasionally Mario losing his mind."
Valron: "Had this whole plan to convert it into a weapons platform for my ship. Maybe see if I could use it to make a super-mech for the MTA mode, too, but. Y'know."
Marley: "The revived Corallian or whatever it was Algol people are also there, as much as they are stewed prunes and unhappy that they were dead for most of the time."
Valron: "Can't say I blame them."
King Demon: "Occasionally? That dude has more drug issues than you do, Marley!"
Marley: "Yes. Even I knew not to touch what he touched."
Metal Man (GM): Some food arrives, various cheeseburgers, pizzas, etc, based on what the Questers here tend to order.
Marley: "It's been said Mario could only be cured by the highest level magician. If anyone is brave enough to try, even."
King Demon: "Nah... he's much more entertaining this way."
Valron: "I'm thankful I managed to- Oh! Well, don't mind if I do." *And there goes a few slices of pizza that're just loaded up on pepperoni. Not yet eating them, but he's got 'em* "Anyways, where was I? Oh, right. I'm thankful I managed to help them make it through that whole mess unscathed."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I'd try to help Mario, if I didn't fear his wrath. But now I wonder if the Nintendus Mario would help him. I mean, just imagine how weird that would be."
King Demon: "I'd be worried that Nintendus Mario would BECOME him."
Valron: "That sounds a tad surreal."
King Demon: "Though..." (dammit, I wanna make a NC reference but I'm not sure how canonized that shit is!)
Metal Man (GM): The Questers canonically encountered Dr. Donez. And indirectly, Fred the Spanyard. That stuff way back when did happen, it's just generally known as having taken place in its own other dimension.
King Demon: "It could be worse, it could be Citrus Man... or Bill and Fred."
Metal Man (GM): Much like Alsa and Nintendus Marios aren't the same.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Guh... I'm glad we don't have any route to encounter THOSE except through the X-Zone."
King Demon: "See?" *Chuckles* "It could ALWAYS be worse."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yes. Klumsy could be here."
Valron: "And it's not like we have to take trips through there all that often, either." *He says in-between bites of pizza.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "He could be threatening to take all your coins. For what, nobody would know. Just that he wanted everybody's coins. All. The. Time."
Valron: "Maybe it was all just a huge money laundering scheme that went terribly wrong."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "It resulted in his death,so, probably. But then he was alive and had a tomb full of challenges. Which were then later also destroyed. By clones of Questers, and Kuja."
King Demon: "If Klumsy shows up, I'm stealing his shell and beating him to a pulp with it... then wearing it as a helmet!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Well, we are the New Questers now... so basically what we do is act normal and then when he threatens us we beat him down. Because you just know he'd throw a fit at the fact that we're not janitors."
King Demon: "He still owes me coins!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I bet he does. Unfortunately, he took them to his grave. Literally. Then Kuja blew up his grave."
King Demon: "Which reminds me, I need to figure out the interest so I can get it out of his estate..."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "So technically Kuja owes us those coins. Except Gerald Robotnik blew up Kuja. And Illian did too. Gerald Robotnik escaped across time and space and we killed that Illian. The coins musta evaporated somewhere in the process of those multiple people being exploded."
Valron: "...Maybe we should just see if Dr. Mario has an off-world account we can hack into or something."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "True. I mean, technically he was killed by Garrick when I was busy hiding in the Stadium World, but... ...I bet his money's still out there."
King Demon: "Dr. Mario?" *Shudders* "Do we REALLY need to deal with that lunatic? He makes frickin' Oak look SANE!"
Valron: "And even the money of kleptomaniac psychopath is still good money."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Garrick did the world a favor and killed Dr. Mario, Demon."
King Demon: "Good point. OK, when we're done, let's go raid Dr. Mario's vault!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "He is dead. D-E-A-D. ...Much like the case with Jack, no one is clamoring to revive him. Except for the irony of using his own brutal implements to revive him."
Valron: "Especially not after we blew up his ghost."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Oh yeah, definitely."
Kumiko: "These... sound like interesting folks to have dealt with. Are there other folks like them we may encounter?"
King Demon: "I'd start singing BUSTIN, but I just noticed dinner's here. Excuse me." *Heads over to the food.*
Valron: "Lightning cannons are pretty much the best, honestly. ...At least, they're very satisfying to use"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yes. We are in the midst of dealing with Vetrek and other crazies. That dragon dude is definitely in contention for being the next insanity moment, anyway."
King Demon: "Though, the next time I get shocked by a giant rat, that rat is going to get blown up." *Sighs* "There is a part of me that kinda misses those days, much easier and more defined situation back then."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Unfortunately, with greater power has come greater difficulty in defining what we need to do. But... I feel like if we resolve this, we can spend more time hanging out and less time wondering about what to do."
Valron: "A good reward in its own right, to be sure."
King Demon: "Yeah, I guess there's just a part of me that misses the defined roles of who's a hero and who's a villain. Hell, half the time I don't even know what side of the equation WE are any more!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "The Time Cops plagued me from the start, and have been wrecking the universe since before this even began. Well, right now, it's... complex... We can't claim to be entirely pure good, but we are on the side of freedom and civilized conduct. We want to do the right thing and give people the chance to choose for themselves what to do. So we aren't... that sort of planet-centric way where we go around telling people 'WHAT YOU MUST DO IS WHAT WE SAY.' We're mostly here to prevent psychotic dictatorships and let people choose their fate, and stop those who try to take over the universe. So basically, we're the good guys, as far as us vs. Time Cops go. We try to be more neutral about planetary cultures."
King Demon: "Stop psychotic dictatorships?" *Looks at Xavier.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "The Erastian culture is one where they demanded I be their emperor. Part of my plan is to establish a constitutional monarchy after the war is over. Before I came along... They were ruled by the Celian Administrator. Who was using surgical implants to mind control people. And forced the remaining inhabitants to live in bunkers and eat ancient irradiated food."
King Demon: "I just still find it odd you being allowed, let alone asked, to rule a world, given what happened when you ran a stadium."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "You know that insanity I did back there? Erastia is my home planet. The insanity you saw there was Erastian. Technically they consider me a moderate. They wanted to commemorate my succession to the throne with a deathmatch. So, yes. I wouldn't actually be asked to run anywhere else. They asked me to rule Erastia after we overthrew the Celian Administrator and... also killed off the evil dictators who were in the bunker."
Nonna: *Snoozing while waiting for the food orders to get processed.*
Metal Man (GM): Ah, the food already arrived. Musta missed it XP
Valron: "Honestly, it's still a little wild to think about."
King Demon: "You should have been with us in the early days. That reminds me, I can claim something Mario can't!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "What's that, Demon?"
King Demon: "I killed Bowser!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Heh, yeah. You did. Mario only got to kinda bother Bowser."
King Demon: *Chuckles* "And Eggman, actually, now that I think about it."
Nonna: *Wakes up to the food already being there* "Oh..."
Louisoix: "...oh, guess I was kind of lost in thought looking at this file structure for these cards. I didn't miss anything important, did I?" *Yawns, for some reason.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Not much. We were just discussing how we killed various entities and the political structure of Erastia."
Valron: "Yeah, relatively normal stuff. ...Well, for us, anyways."
Louisoix: "...lot of blood on your hands, eh?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Not my hands specifically--depending on the era, Illian's hands, or even other people than any of us entirely. Also my hands are robotic so... the ones from back when aren't around anymore."
Valron: "We've been through a lot, to say the least."
Louisoix: "Ha, alright. Tell me, how probable do you think that we could input our data onto the databases here on this planet, for these cards? I think I can mess with the code here to make cards, but I doubt they would work without some sort of agreement on their end. It could be that, or find other people's data to use."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Well, we had some deal made with Zinyo such that we should be able to get some official cards... I believe in fact the others already have some working cards from earlier. That is, Nonna, Kumiko, and Kit Redgrave."
Nonna: "It could be useful in case things go south, though."
Valron: "That is very nice to know, at least."
Louisoix: "Oh, is that right... well, less work for me,then." *Thumbs up.*
Metal Man (GM): On that note, we can pause here. SESSION COMPLETE.