Date: 7:03:25 PM, May 16th to 9:22:04 PM, May 16th;
10:32:55 PM, May 16th to 11:54:44 PM, May 16th, 2013.
Metal Man (GM): Recapitulo
The group was fighting the title, trademark battle of Confrontation: Questers vs. Illian.
*Several side-cuts to scenes of Illian being frozen, hit by music, fireballed, and thrown around*
And, it was going quite terribly for Illian.
A lone man against an entire Quester group, he simply had no chance. Even with the power of his space ship preventing anyone from going FULL space ship against him.
Florina: "Ahahaha! Xavy Two, you're so silly! Let's stop playing and go get some ice cream and then have some pasta! Warm treats to go with cold sweets! Maybe the Supper Lord can help us out..." *She keeps throwing suspicious looks at his equipment... money making opportunity!*
Metal Man (GM): (this pause brought to you by Metal's ADD and talking to Dragoshi)
Continuation
Illian MacGregor: "I will show you who is the supper lord. Behold, the master of bread!"
Metal Man (GM): A ship lands next to Illian and opens up, revealing a figure shrouded in the shadows inside.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "You're drunk, Illian! Drunk with injuries! I'm the only one allowed to talk like that!"
Illian MacGregor: "I'll steal your schticks AND YOU WILL LIKE IT."
Walther Pierce: There must be a mistake. Back to the kitchen with you!*
Florina: "Hello Master of Bread! Do you make rainbow bread? It's my favourite, and I'd like to sell some at my store sometime, so we should work out a licensing agreement over dinner!"
Valron calmly steps out of the ship, his dark orange eyes glancing around, before settling on Illian and glaring at him. As for what this 'master of bread' looks like, he is a humanoid black dragon, standing at 6'3" with a lean, toned build, wearing a dark gray mantle coat over a dark blue t-shirt and blue jeans. He would then speak to Illian, sounding quite irked.* "First off, what the /fuck/ is wrong with you? Seriously, charging into the middle of things like an idiot. And secondly, did you seriously just say that?"
"Because that just sounds kind of... wrong coming from you, to be honest."
Florina: "Hi!" *She waves at him.*
Illian MacGregor: "You forget easily, don't you, Valron."
Metal Man (GM): He'd whisper something at Valron.
Valron: "Oh, ah. Hel... lo." *He'd wave awkwardly, before shifting his focus to Illian. He would then whisper back to him.*
Illian MacGregor: "Now then, we should defeat these people, before they further pollute the universe--" *Listens to Valron.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "You guys in some sort of secret relationship or something, or is there a reason you need to hide what you say?" *Grins trollishly.*
Illian MacGregor: "Bah, your taunts. They mean nothing." *Reloads shotgun* "On the other hand, they will be good last words..."
Valron then breaks from the whisper, before laughing at Xavier's response. "Pfff, me and him? Good to see you've kept your sense of humor."
Florina: "Hey, Master of Bread! We're all going for ice cream and pasta with Xavy Two. Wanna come with us? I think he's in a bad mood though, even though I'm just trying to be his friend..."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Of course! Illian traded away his for that stupid cape."
Illian MacGregor: "You..." *Clenches fist* "Have said enough! Have at you!"
Metal Man (GM): Order: KitOrbel, Walther, Xavier, Illian, Florina?, Gelato, Valron
Valron: "Besides, he's not even my type." *He'd idly point a claw at Florina.* "Her on the other hand... maybe. /Anyways/, enough of that. Was hopin' to have gotten more important things dealt with beforehand, but... That's how it goes, I guess."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Join us, Dragoshi. That nutcase who CLAIMS to be sane demeans us both by existing."
Walther Pierce: "That and he's far below killing civilians."
Valron: "...My apologies, but I honestly don't have the taste for being a Quester anymore."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "The Questers you hate are gone!"
Metal Man (GM): KitOrbel, although KitOrbel isn't here. Or is she?
Valron: "...Even so, I must still decline, Metal."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I'll be there when this is over and Illian is in a corner covered in pies. Don't let some fad about dudes in orange capes blind you to the possibilities!"
Valron: "...Possibilities? I have quite a bit of those under my mantle, to say the least."
Florina: "Okay, Xavy Two, you need to calm down!" *[Unnamed Freezing Spell]!*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Too bad Ill Pill isn't going to let you use them."
Valron: "Or would that be potential? Hm."
Illian MacGregor: "I--" *frost.*
Metal Man (GM): Hit.
Valron: "This is quite unfortunate. I was hoping we could at /least/ maybe have the decency to other problems out of the way first before getting into this sort of muck..."
*He sighs.*
Florina: *8 damage, +10 from my buff, dodge reduced by 4, weak to electricity* "So stay put, and we'll be having ice cream in no time!" *[Attack-lowering debuff]!*
Metal Man (GM): Also, forgot that his dodge was q9, so now it's q5.
He flies aside from it.
Illian MacGregor: "You have damaged me, but not my resolve, witch!"
Gelato: "Eeeeee~" *Gelato launches himself gleefully at Illian.*
Florina: "Huh? Resolve? Why do you carry cleaning products with you, Xavy Two?"
Illian MacGregor: "I protest, it is Xavier who uses Lys--gaaack!"
Gelato: *He blips briefly through a time vortex, nibbling on Illian's weapon. -1 damage and accuracy. Next up: back to KitOrbel to shield her again! DR +16, Block +4, Dodge +2. End of turn.*
Illian MacGregor: "Gah! Time magic? What is this sorcery?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "What, d'ya think we've just been sitting around doing nothing this whole time?"
Valron: "Mmph. To be honest, I'd rather be focusing on much more... problematic forces right now."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yes. Leave Illian to his folly!"
Florina: "Aww, but I want you to have an ice cream date with all of us!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "We have no reason to fight. He's the only one we seek to punish--and even then, only because he forced us to fight him!"
Walther Pierce: "The sooner I get off this accident the better."
Gelato cheeps at Valron, keeping his master shielded. Don't shoot her. D:
Xavier Ridgecrest: "As much as we could probably take you, Dragoshi... or whatever your name is now... what I actually want is..." *Pauses* "...Oooh. Right. That big war over there. ...Which I already got... ...so in all reality, we could pile into my car and leave!"
Illian MacGregor: "Over my dead body!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "See? SEE?"
Valron: "Illian. Your rashness is blinding you to the real problems."
Illian MacGregor: "The Questers are here! If I kill KitOrbel and Xavier, vengeance will be mine! Those damned Questers who ruined my name must burn."
Walther Pierce: "And you think you'll just stop after that?"
Valron: "Vengeance can come later."
Florina: "Xavy Two, stop being so stubborn and have FUN WITH US!" >_< *She's sounding angry...*
Valron: "We've got bigger problems. You /know/ what I'm referring to."
Illian MacGregor: "Bah! If you don't agree with me, I'm quite sure Garrick will!"
Florina: "Don't make me call your mother!"
Illian MacGregor: "He wants nothing more than to see these abominations wiped off the face of the planet! Everyone who has touched Smash Energy is tainted and must be purged. The attempt to remove Smash Energy failed, because their bodies appear to produce it--and other energies--naturally!"
"Only once they are dead can their infection be removed."
Florina: "What's Smash Energy, Xavy Two? It sounds like an energy drink, with a kick!"
Illian MacGregor: "The other issues are proceeding fine, Valron." *He would point.* "So what is your plan? Leaving me to fight them?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "It's the energy that makes us tick. Illian has mistaken soul energy for evil."
Florina: "Smash Energy(tm)! The universe's first Alcoholic Isotronic Drink! Wow, I'm fully recovered, and smashed!" *She giggles.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "So, Valron. going to attack, or just hang out? I wouldn't mind talking to you while Illian makes a fool of himself."
Metal Man (GM): Valron: You may pass your turn or do other things, up to you.
Figured.
Florina: "Come on, Master of Bread! Ice cream awaits, and so does a trip to the patent office!"
Valron: "Rrrghh. Proceeding /fine/? Look, if I hadn't come here late, the Mushroom Kingdom would've fallen into Borne's hands! Or possible even worse yet, Sloan would've had a few more nasty cards up his sleeve."
Gelato: ;-; *Don't hurt KitOrbel...*
Valron: "...Though if you're going to be stubborn, then I suppose there's nothing I can do, huh?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Saving the Mushroom Kingdom? Sounds pretty good to me."
Florina: "I can organize food and water aid for the people there!"
Illian MacGregor: "I must complete the mission, Valron. We're winning! The time has been bought. If we quit now though, they could very well interfere! Just consider this an old fashioned spar. I'll even save killing them for another time if you'll just help!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Begging his own allies to help." *Waggles a finger* "Pathetic. Listen to reality, Valron. That loser lost years ago, and doesn't know it."
Valron: "...Do you /promise/ to leave them alive?"
Florina: "I can give you as much as ice cream as you want, my treat!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "He beat Kuja, but he never realized he wasn't me. Then he got mad at me for BEING me."
Walther Pierce: "Check his fingers when he responds."
Illian MacGregor: "...Yes, though I give no promise of not KOing them. If you insist I don't kill them..." *He throws up his hands.* "Whatever! We just need to beat them up a bit!"
Valron: "...Right. My apologies, but. I have my reasons for doing this. I hope that you lot can understand later on. Illian, do you have any spare weapons? I... kinda had to sacrifice mine to ensure the Mushroom Kingdom's safety."
Walther Pierce: "Doing your job. Fair enough."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Well if you want to just spar, that's fine with me." *He would gesture* "Show us what you've got then, Valley!"
Illian MacGregor: "..." *He takes out his short-range shotgun and hands it to Valron.*
"Here. That should deal with the vast hordes of Questers."
Florina: "Hmph... no ice cream for you, then, Master of Bread. Or maybe I should say Journeyman of Bread!"
Valron nods in thanks, taking it, before glancing at Florina. "Maybe on a better day than this."
He then sighs, taking a moment to examine it, gauging its capabilities.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Bah, what in the world is that, Illian? Some sort of party favor?"
Illian MacGregor: "You'll see."
Florina: "Can I have one as a symbol of our friendship, Xavy Two?"
Illian MacGregor: "Buh... what is wrong with you? You..." *He just growls and stands there.*
Florina: "Pretty please with a roaring clawship cookie on top?"
Valron nods, before glancing around, taking a deep breath as he looks at his targets, glowing with a faint surge of Smash Energy, before leveling the shotgun and firing, a massive wave of green fire coming out of the shotgun, threatening to engulf all of them! (Silent Fury, Caustic Flare, 10 Smash Energy spent to make this a hit-all)
Metal Man (GM): I would count it as fire in this case, complete with how it 'burns'
Gelato gets hit full-on by the fire, protecting his master...
Xavier Ridgecrest: *Is hit.*
Gelato: "AAAAAAAAAAAAIEEEEEEE!" *It's a primal scream of pain, as he shrivels in the flame, cracking and screeching.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: *Is on fire* "Ninjas won't be able to hit me anymore!"
Florina is roasted, and breathes out some smoke. "Ouchies... that wasn't very nice..." *She begins to cry.*
Valron winces as he hears the scream. "...My apologies."
Illian MacGregor: "Hah! You're all doomed! Now to k--...heavily wound you!"
Metal Man (GM): Hm. Is KitOrbel here? Or not?
Walther Pierce: "AGHWAHHH" *He starts to run around in a panic, running in a random direction briefly, before turning toward the car, until finally pulling stop-drop-roll maneuvers. He just lies there after the flames dissipate, still alive, but not by much.*
Valron glances at Illian, not looking amused.
Florina: "W--what did I ever do to you...? All I did was ask if you want to have ice cream and make some bread, and... and... you tried to blow me up..." *She's sobbing uncontrollably at this point.*
Valron sighs, taking a deep breath. "...I am so, so sorry."
Gelato clings to KitOrbel, still trying to protect her, even while he wails in pain like a wounded animal.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "This doesn't make you look very good, I have to say. Even moreso to Illian, who appears to endorse use of chemical weapons on innocent bystanders!"
Valron: "I was hoping to scare you off."
Illian MacGregor: "You must be purg--er, defeated temporarily, for the good of the universe!"
Metal Man (GM): KitOrbel would absorb the extremely powerful energy that was just used into a green marble.
Florina: "I only wanted to be your friend, Xavy Two and Breadguy... and... and... uu..."
Metal Man (GM): Then she would release it directly at Valron and Illian.
Valron: "...I am sorry. I am so, so sorry."
Metal Man (GM): It would explode violently, threatening both of them.
Illian would get a taste of his own weapon, the "Chemical" aspect being used against him and causing -2 to block and -10 DR to him, while also burning him. It would do the same to Valron.
Damage total from it would be 36 to Illian and to Valron, before DR.
Valron lets out a groan of pain as he stumbles back a little from the marble, before taking a deep breath, albeit still burning.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "We will not be 'scared' away! We were intentionally trapped here, so we can't run away!"
"Not unless we want to be lasered to bits by those space ships!"
Valron: "...Egh."
Walther Pierce: *It hurt. Flesh barely still hanging on, but he was alive. Barely. Walther did the only thing he knew to do and got up, slowly approaching--perhaps limping--towards Xavier's car and sliding inside.*
Illian MacGregor: "It's meaningless. You will be defeated, and the world will see you for what you are--fools. Just one Defender can defeat all of you at once. Then Garrick will come here and end this, and all of you will be dea--knocked out and powerless."
Gelato keeps crying, making Illian's dramatic speech a bit hard to hear.
Valron: "They'd /better/ only be knocked out."
Metal Man (GM): Walther goes to safety in the car.
Valron: "I do not take kindly to people who break their promises."
Metal Man (GM): Anything else from Walther?
Walther Pierce: "I... really wish there were medical supplies here... Or I could just take a nap... but this vehicle wouldn't be able to stick around..."
*He messes around with the keys, trying to find the right one that would fit the vehicle, plugging it in and activating it.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "This battle has changed now though. You use your allies as tools, you attack us with chemical weapons you trick your allies into using? You are the dishonorable one!"
Illian MacGregor: "No. Any tactic can be used to kill monsters."
Metal Man (GM): The car starts up. Illian points at it.
Illian MacGregor: "See! You already plot to cheat! Go ahead and try. It'll be blown to smithereens."
"Once you are dead... the world will be safe from monsters."
"...You will not die here, but you will be rendered close enough." *Crosses arms.*
Metal Man (GM): 1 TP to get in the car, 1 TP to start it--ending your turn. It's invisible enough that, if it weren't interacting with the grass, it'd be totally unseeable.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Bah! BAH! You call yourself a hero? You're a treacherous, vengeful machine!"
Florina: "I'm not a monster! You're the one forcing people into a situation where they have no choice but to fight, and then call us monstrous when we fight back!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I knew something was wrong when the Sword of Light worked on you! Only monsters would be harmed by that!"
Metal Man (GM): Xavier takes out the Sword of Light.
Valron: "...Wait, /what/?"
Illian MacGregor: "He has warped it. There is no reason it harmed me earlie--"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Enough! You have crossed into a realm of darkness! Even I am good compared to YOU!"
Metal Man (GM): Xavier runs at Illian and then wildly swings at him with the Sword of Light.
He's hit every single time, just barely failing to evade due to remaining ice on him.
Oops. Dodges the last one though.
The added burn effect from the previous attack, plus the Sword of Light glowing violently, causes Illian to be lit on a holy fire.
His armor malfunctions as he falls backwards, having already been extremely wounded from earlier.
Valron: "...Sir!"
Metal Man (GM): He clenches a fist as his armor's flotation dies and he crumples in a burning heap.
Illian MacGregor: "Damn... you... Questers! You... will... NOT... succeed!"
Valron: "...Well, just me and... all of you guys."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Succeed in what? Not dying horribly to your chemical weapons?"
Metal Man (GM): Xavier would sheath the sword.
Gelato: ;-; *A bit of flaked goo falls on Illian.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "We came here to deal with Borne, not you. The Time people are doing just that."
Metal Man (GM): Xavier shakes his head.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "My people are wounded. I could easily kill you, but that would expose them to harm. Unlike you, I don't plan on using them as tools of murder."
Florina: "Stand down, Breadguy! I'm willing to forgive you, just this once..."
Valron: "...I never intended to fight you guys."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I'm leaving, and if you fire on the ship, I will crash the Valhalla directly through your base. I may not survive the destruction of my car, but you certainly won't survive the continent you're on suddenly being annihilated."
Valron: "At least, not /now/. No, my priorities were set on greater problems."
Illian MacGregor: "You... can't... leave..." *Illian stands up slowly, burning.* "You... must... DIE..." *He stumbles on the floor, and is KO'd.*
Valron: "Particularly Sloan."
Metal Man (GM): He grabs the goo with his last movement, in a particularly strange last gesture for the moment.
A Solarian mage appears out of nowhere before Valron.
Valron: "...What is it?"
Solarian Mage: "The leader is incapacitated. His orders for us to not intervene expired with him. You are next in command, Valron."
Valron: "...Right."
Solarian Mage: "We are awaiting your orders. We can destroy the heretics, or allow them to escape and die a more honorable death in a less unfair context. We are unsure what has come over our leader, but it is not a true Solarian thing."
Florina struggles to stay standing, her pajamas either charred in parts, or still on fire in others. "Anyone... need help? I can... patch you up."
Solarian Mage: "Only the blasphemer Xavier and KitOrbel were to be killed. The noncombatants were to merely be scared away."
"That he handed you that shotgun without warning... shows a serious collapse in morality."
Gelato: *Kaff* ;.;
Valron: "...I would like to talk to them some more. After we're done, they are to be allowed to leave in peace."
Solarian Mage: "So. Do we let them leave, or... risk becoming Tak-Shar and kill them?" *He would nod.* "The way of darkness has been refused again. As it should be."
Valron: "We should not be wasting our time on this when we could be taking care of Sloan and Borne."
Metal Man (GM): The Solarian mage would nod, as the ships would turn around.
Solarian Mage: "We shall engage our true enemy, then, now that the Outsider-Consul is incapacitated for now."
Metal Man (GM): Some of them would drag off Illian, not particularly being careful in dragging him on the ground.
Valron would then drop the shotgun. "Good. Also, once I'm done, I would like to talk about developing new weapons to combat such foes."
Metal Man (GM): Some acting like he's some sort of radioactive waste.
Xavier would gesture to his car.
Valron: "And I want to be kept updated on Illian's status. ...In any case..."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "All right... everyone into the car." *He would, depressedly, go to enter, having 'won'... but not really.*
Metal Man (GM): He would point at Valron, though.
Florina stumbles toward Gelato, and then casts a healing spell on him. "Okay little guy, it'll have to do until we get back."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "You know what foul things his weapons do now, Valron. If you do that again, I shall have to believe you did it for real. Don't make that mistake again."
Metal Man (GM): Xavier would then grin and hold up the Sword of Light, as it glows ever brighter.
Valron: "...I'd rather make peace with you, to be honest."
Gelato: *He crackles as he tries to move his dried skin, still resolutely clinging to KitOrbel's skin.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Perhaps, if you can get that lump of lead out of your way. ...You really should just kill him."
Valron: "Or at least figure out how to snap him out of this."
KitOrbel: "Mascot, let go... I'm okay, okay?"
Valron: "Mmh. To be honest, I want to make sure there's some way to smack some sense into him before I decide that it's truly no use. ...I must sound pretty soft, huh?"
Gelato: *He's still clinging, seeming rather scared.*
Florina: "Let's... let's go. I'm not interested in talking peace with someone who tried to shoot us in response to being asked to go out for a treat." *She would turn to the car and hop into it.*
Valron: "..."
*He lets out a deep sigh.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "No, Valron." *He would peek out the window.* "You sound like a Quester."
Metal Man (GM): Then the car would float up into the air, with no further comment, after KitOrbel is helped in.
Gelato: *Finally, he painfully retracts himself. His former crystal-clarity is now a smoky, sickly green, and he lies on KitOrbel's leg, twitching.*
Valron would mutter to himself. "No, I sound like someone /sensible/."
He takes a deep breath, before looking up into the sky. "I've got a long, long road ahead of me."
Metal Man (GM): We'll move to the Quester view for this part, to conclude theirs. Then, I plan to conclude Valron's missing piece and Garrick's in the following days, or perhaps even some parts tonight.
Valron: "...And I have a feeling that it just got even longer."
Metal Man (GM): Xavier glances to the others, slumped on the dashboard as it floats towards Nintendus.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Ugh. I'm... sorry that all happened. I didn't expect Illian to... ...show up at all, let alone go insane on us."
Walther Pierce: "I couldn't hear any of that from here. I assume Valron just up and quit after Illian went down?" *His voice slightly rasped as he spoke.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yes. He doesn't want to fight us. Most of Illian's faction doesn't."
Florina would get to work using her healing on everybody in the car.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "The trick is that Illian and, presumably, Garrick want me and KitOrbel dead, but for whatever reason Illian has become even more obsessed and now doesn't care who dies."
KitOrbel: "Ssssh... Sweetie calm down, everything'll be okay..." *She bites her lip and starts messing with her wand.* "Healing tonics, healing tonics, antidotes... This would be so much easier if you were a pokemon..." >.< *She sighs,* "Guys I've got item summoning powers. Who wants a healing potion... Or two. I think I can get them in grape flavor."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I'm okay." *He would say this as part of his armor clatters to the floor.* "Or I should say, I've died too many times to remember what pain is. I encountered something interesting though."
Metal Man (GM): Xavier would take out his Smash Dex.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Something... that could very well prove what went wrong a while ago."
Metal Man (GM): It would show sine waves on there.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I need a real scientist to read this, but it would appear that the negative feelings combined with the Smash Energy created an effect that felt much like Evil Wolfman's own energy beams."
KitOrbel: "Emotions effecting Smash Energy- that's not exactly a first is it?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "...Which would explain the whole reason some Questers went really, REALLY bad..."
KitOrbel: "... That's what I mean."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "...Yeah. It's actually just the next in a long line of people."
Florina: "I'm tired... all that fire and healing wore me out. Nappy time is at hand..." *She yawns loudly.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "It appears Smash Energy is highly suggestible."
KitOrbel: "... Is that what happened to my mother?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "...Possibly. ...And to me, actually."
"...And to Deloth..."
"And..." *He stands there, muttering at least 20 names.*
KitOrbel: "Take your time, we'll make a list when we get home."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "...It seems Smash Energy makes it very easy to become influenced by negative emotions. And if you fall for them..."
Metal Man (GM): Xavier would hold out the Sword of Light again.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "... ...And that's why the Sword of Darkness worked so well on us. It shouldn't have. No magic item can just MAKE everyone evil."
"Not unless something was making them supernaturally easy to control."
Florina: "Let's get some ice cream when we get back... you've all earned it." *She would then pass out.*
KitOrbel: "... That explains my lack of morals back when I was a kid."
Walther Pierce: "...You know, I just remembered we left that ship behind back there. Bit of a waste."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "So... the truth is that Smash Energy is a weapon... one which is always on, even if you don't notice it. If you are not careful, it can turn you into a monster." *Grits teeth* "I had no clue until I saw what it did to Illian... I'd assumed everyone else had just been evil the whole time... and that my own actions were justified... Oh. That ship?" *He shrugs* "I didn't want to risk the wrath of those Solarian-heads."
KitOrbel: "I treated murder and subterfuge like a game... I've grown up since I've lost it, I'm a different person now. I feel a lot more free and I feel kinda bad for what I did in my younger years... Like- you know. Using my mother's soul as a weapon against the man she told me was my new father. For giggles."
Editor's Note: Smash Energy doesn't make people believe murder is a game. However,
Xavier Ridgecrest: "...But... the good news is this means, as long as we work as a team, supporting one another, we can protect eachother from any evil the Smash Energy might do."
*Clenches a fist* "What we must do next is save Valron before he is corrupted by the evil of Illian's corroded Smash Energy... ...and deal with Alsa."
Gelato: *The dragon peers up at Xavier.* "...cheep..."
Metal Man (GM): The car lands at HQ. Outside of the car is a bunch of healing items, left out by some nearby Stadium Staff members.
Gelato: *Guh, he's still full of acid. Bath time.*
Metal Man (GM): Mewtwo is there, looking rather worried.
Mewtwo would look to the Questers and cross his arms.
Walther Pierce: leaves the vehicle, noticing Mewtwo's presence. "That's right, I should meet all the staff members before I go home for the day. Or who I can, at least."
Mewtwo: "I'm... happy that you survived... but disappointed that Xavier took you on such a dangerous mission with no training."
Metal Man (GM): Xavier would walk out and look to Mewtwo.
Mewtwo: "You endangered them all with your dangerous antics, Xavier. They were not ready for Alsa or Illian."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "But I just needed the ship for--"
Mewtwo: "No buts. You should have taken the ship here."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "The ship had no brakes! I'd pointed it to--"
Mewtwo: "Had you pointed it here, that wouldn't have mattered."
Florina was still passed out in the car, their earlier conversation about Smash Energy having gone unnoticed. She was drooling, mumbling something about a Master and home made pudding.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "But..." *He would stop.*
Mewtwo: "It's not all bubblegum and rainbows, Xavier. There's a reason I retired in your other reality."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Alright, fine, I won't take them to Alsa again until they are ready!"
Mewtwo: "You had better stick to that. I could feel from here. Garrick would have killed you all. And unlike Illian, he had no evil energy rendering him stupid."
"He simply hates you. A pure hatred, rather than a frustrated chaotic impulse."
"Perhaps it would have tainted him afterwards, but you would be dead."
"That would render it pointless to really contemplate."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "...Fine. I will actually stop doing things on a whim and plan next time." *Sighs* "Can we stop with the serious talk now that the danger of sudden death is gone?"
Mewtwo: "...Yes. But I am watching you. Not because I want to punish you. But for your own safety. If you get yourselves killed, Illian, Sloan, or Borne may overrun the entire galaxy."
"Garrick, though unlikely to rule the galaxy, may also cause great damage. It is liable that he and the other Defenders may be tainted if Illian is not stopped. But the way to stop him will be not by jeopardizing the others."
KitOrbel: "..." *She smiles softly at Florina and Walther,* "Meet Xavier's adamant Mewtwo. Lover of Spicy foods."
Metal Man (GM): OOC Note: During this time, the other Questers would be healed/cleaned/whatever as necessary.
Mewtwo: "Yes." *He would look to KitOrbel.* "You can thank me for existing later. Without me, Xavier's insane plan to make doors that are automatically opened by guns shooting them would become reality."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Hey! That was a perfectly interesting idea!"
Mewtwo: "Even though Questers can heal all sorts of wounds, I think it goes without saying that was stupid."
Gelato soaks in a tub of water, purging the acid and rehydrating. He looks a lot better as his gel skin regrows and clarifies.
Walther Pierce: "And I would rather save my ammo for more important things."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "You didn't even get my violent pogo stick of doom idea before shooting it down!"
Mewtwo: "Do you really thing making a laser-edged pogo stick would not result in a lot of foot-less people?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "But then we could all be pirates!"
Mewtwo: *Sighs* "This is what I spare you from, anyway."
KitOrbel: *She just hugs Xavier's Mewtwo.* "OhgodthevoiceofReasonandSanityhowI'vemissedthee."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I'll find a way. A way to not lose my feet to lasers!"
Mewtwo: "As long as it's only your feet that are endangere--" *He would be hugged and sort of stand there awkwardly like a cold fish, returning the hug in that sort of 'I am not very comfortable with hugs' way before continuing to talk* "--d. Otherwise, unacceptable."
Florina woke up upon hearing KitOrbel's introduction of Mewtwo. She'd fall out of the car in a sleepy stupor before rising to look at Mewtwo.* "Um... hello! I'm er... um... ah... Florina, the great witch and alchemist, at your service. If you don't mind my asking, where can I get a new pair of purple pajamas? These seem to be ruined."
Mewtwo: "Oh." *Looks to Florina?* "Well..."
Metal Man (GM): Mewtwo would levitate a healing potion at Florina. The glowing energy would repair the clothes AND Florina.
Mewtwo: "Don't ask how it works. Xavier did once."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Nanomachines? How do you get nanomachines out of mushrooms?"
Mewtwo: *Facepalms.*
Florina: "Oh right, I forgot about... that. Thank you, Mewtwo! Now, where can I go and sell things? I've got an Empire to start!"
Gelato runs out of the tub, waddling up to KitOrbel and looking quite chubby from the waterlogging. He starts concernedly checking her over, sniffing and making sure that she's okay.
Mewtwo: "Hm. Good, because we have literally no one to sell things. Game and Watch left during that mystery dead period, and he'll only come back a year from now..."
KitOrbel: *She lets go and dusts herself off.* "I should be getting back to my Mewtwo now. Last he heard from me I was complaining about Xavier leaving me behind and stealing a car..."
Mewtwo: "Right this way."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Right. You DID steal my car, KitOrbel."
Metal Man (GM): He would then... shake KitOrbel's hand???
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Welcome to being a car thief. I knew you would figure it out eventually. Now try stealing space ships!"
Mewtwo: "..." *Sighs.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Just be careful in landing them. I don't need more treadmarks on my helmet."
Florina: "It... was nice to meet all of you, maybe we can go get some of that ice cream tomorrow~" *With a wave, she'd disappear, following Mewtwo.*
Gelato: *Sniff sniff sniff sniffsniffsniffsniff* "Cheep?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Ice cream? Excellent!"
Metal Man (GM): Mewtwo would float off, showing Florina to the item shop area. We'll continue that part next session.
Leaving Xavier here to continue talking though, for now.
Walther Pierce: "I guess that's today's work done, then. Should I stick around for anything or just head home?"
Gelato: :3 *KitOrbel's okay, and so is Xavier. Gelato's happy once more, running to try and cuddle with both of them at once.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Oh. You can hang out here--eep." *Hugs Gelato back* "You're the first thing I can hug without fearing of crushing it into dust, you know, Gelato. It's kinda strange... ...Since normally my attempts to hug anything could probably be considered a lethal attack of doom."
*He taps all the angular nasty bits on his armor. *
"...And don't ask me how I take a shower, or... sit in chairs made for sane people..."
Gelato: :D *Hugs! All is officially right with his world again after the scary fire.*
Xavier Ridgecrest: "...My head still hurts from the subway... The Erastians never were one for convenience."
Walther Pierce: "I do own a house that I pay the bills for. I should at least make use of it."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Ah, right. Those hundred coins should help."
"I really should discover how to give out other currencies, but every time I go to the Toad Bank, they scream 'OH NO THE QUESTERS ARE HERE TO BUY US OUT AGAIN!!!!'"
"I think it has to do with that time Garrick went back in time and prevented Julian from buying a bank. Thus defeating Waluigi and Wario, somehow."
"And then Mack somehow got the bank instead. That's right, the Stadium janitor became a bankster."
"...I try not to think about it because all of that actually happened in the future."
"Indeed, I think I need to find Amnesia dust. Unfortunately, only Illian created Amnesia dust."
"My past exists mostly to cause technicolor hallucinations."
Metal Man (GM): Xavier would gesture to HQ.
Gelato: -w- *Zzz.*
Walther Pierce: "Write a book sometime."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "The warp room can take you home, Walther, it knows where you came from. Oh... I should, probably."
Metal Man (GM): Xavier takes out a bunch of notes badly taped together.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "This is all I have though... and it's a horrible mess! I can hardly make sense of it all."
"The history of what happened is so confusing, I can use it as a weapon!"
Walther Pierce: "When page four is followed by page thirty-seven, yes, it is confusing."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I just want to skip to the good parts."
Walther Pierce: "Too bad words are hard to weaponize."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "...Hahahahaha. You say that, but here." *He flips to a page that says 'THE X-ZONE'*
Metal Man (GM): 'And then, Aetos said "SHOE" and a huge word, the letters 'SHOE' literally appeared and attacked the man with spinning cheese danishes for eyes.'
Xavier Ridgecrest: "... ...Ow. My brain. I'll keep thinking about it, though."
"Maybe I can make it a real weapon."
Metal Man (GM): Xavier takes out his Smash dex and plugs it into his time device.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Hm... yes... I could shoot exploding holograms of past things..."
Walther Pierce: "We'll see." *And then Walther proceeds back towards the Warp Room, ready to head back and... something. Who knows.*
Metal Man (GM): +4 EXP to KitOrbel, Walther, Xavier, Florina?, Gelato, Valron
Xavier stands there, with Gelato still there, as he then types into the device.
Gelato: *Snrreee.*
Metal Man (GM): It displays a hologram of Charles. Then of Aetos. Then of Julian. He flips through them. Ivan, Illian, Grodus, Doopliss...
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Hmmmm... I could definitely do SOMETHING with this..."
Metal Man (GM): The session fades as Xavier contemplates what to do with the old information.
Metal Man (GM): Aftermath
Xavier is walking inside the HQ, late at night. Everyone is mostly gone.
Xavier is walking down the hallways of HQ. He looks at his dex. There he sees the locator for Razor. He quietly makes his way to Razor, some sort of data in his other hand.
Razor isn't inside HQ, so much. Rather, he's resting up on the roof, sitting down with an arm propped up on one raised knee, the other lightly clutching a canteen. His cloak is set aside, wings stretched out behind him as he seems to ponder the night sky in silence.
Xavier Ridgecrest: *Walks out onto the roof, staring at the ruins of Mt. Questmore in the distance.* "I finally figured out... what made Charles go mad. The Smash Energy... is only as good as you are."
"...And that leads me to worry about Garrick."
Razor: "You're only worrying about him just now?" *He sighs and arches forward a little bit, wings stretching further out behind him.* "...makes a lot of sense, thinking about it... I always said it didn't define me, it's just how I adapted to this world. It's a tool like any other, right?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yes. The weak willed, however, become the tool of its desires instead of the other way around. And any explosive energy naturally wants to cause destruction."
"That's why in the end, pretty much everyone controlled by it became the same. Evil Wolfman may even have been their destroyed souls coalescing into one being."
"The issue is, Garrick's hatred has taken him too far. He could be corrupted by it. He hates and most likely has avoided Smash Energy, but he could become contaminated."
"Illian has become a fountain of negative Smash Energy. If Illian is not destroyed or defeated, his aura may corrupt Garrick."
"Illian is too far gone to really be a threat, but Garrick, given the chance, may think he can control it and get far more than me killed."
"Naturally, I talk to you because you can operate sight unseen and prevent this from ever coming to pass."
"Like it or not, I am the face of the New Questers, and they will follow me even if I tried to sneak off on my own."
"You however, could... assassinate Illian... ...or talk Garrick out of it... or something."
Razor: "Destroyed, defeated... or somehow purified. If the Smash Energy can be infused or corrupted... couldn't it possibly be removed or purified?" *He raises his canteen and takes a quick sip.*
Metal Man (GM): Xavier would take out the Sword of Light.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I tried, but Illian was unwilling. The energy burned him, and it only drove him deeper to the darkness. This was the same as basically any other recipient of that darkness excepting Aribar."
"Only if the person is willing to change could the energy be removed."
"Naturally, I would try to convince Garrick, but he would respond with semi-automatic weapons fire and profanity."
Razor pushes up to his feet. "Of course he wouldn't give it up. Not to you." He closes his eyes for a moment as he folds up his wings, then looks back towards Xavier. "I'm not keen on the idea of being an assassin... when it comes down to it, I'm a soldier, always have been from the day I was born... and convincing Garrick of just about anything seems incredibly unlikely. He was always pretty"
-Rampage- stubborn, and that just seems to have gotten worse over the years..." "
*He brings up a hand to lightly stroke the bit of scruff starting to grow on his chin.* "...I mean, it might be possible to convince him of SOMETHING... at the very least getting him away from Illian..."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "To be honest, it's been so long. Everyone like him has had to be killed. They just don't learn. I don't want it to be that way, but he's becoming another Charles. It's not that I even want to, but..."
"...He'll just keep coming."
"There is only one other idea that I have thought..."
"...He came from a distant land."
"If we send him back, then perhaps we can end all chances of him threatening us."
Razor: "...if he looked in a mirror and saw that... that might knock some sense into him, y'know?" *He raises an eyebrow towards Xavier.* "What, you wanna send him back?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yes. He... never really belonged here. His anger seems to be related to that."
Razor: "Possible. Then again, neither do I."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "True, but you are aligned with chaos. Much more adaptable than him."
"He refuses to understand that in this world, anyone can be a soldier. Of their own free will. And that the things from his world don't apply here."
"It has helped him in the past, but now it basically threatens to turn him into a pawn of darkness."
Razor folds his hands behind his back and looks back up again. "...what would it take to send him back?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Well..."
Metal Man (GM): Xavier would take out his smash dex and time device.
He would pry off a cover welded over it, revealing the actual time-device bits, including a million and one different settings knobs, holograms and such.
He would flip open the dex to about where Garrick first showed up, listed as 'Alex Gorvan.'
Xavier Ridgecrest: "The approximate time signature of when he showed up can be used to figure out how to send him back. The issue is this."
Metal Man (GM): Xavier points to the fuel gauge--his time device is entirely depleted.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Only the other Time Cops in this realm have compatible energy for this device, and will guard it with their lives. We could try to convert another energy into it, but I'm no scientist."
Metal Man (GM): He'd then point to scorch marks all over the device.
Razor: "That sounds like a recipe for disaster."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "It's by no means a sure thing."
Metal Man (GM): He'd slide it shut.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "It would send current Garrick to his homeworld, right after his old self left it. If he was deprived of his tech, there would literally be no way for him to return here."
"The Time Cops sealed us off from the other worlds."
"The only reason I have any new Questers is using the Warp room to summon them... and as you might guess, I've stopped taking just anybody in."
"It's no silver bullet though, I'm open to better ideas."
"We simply need to come up with a solution."
Razor: "Yeah, I noticed. You've got a pretty solid bunch gathered here." *He lightly cracks his neck.* "I think it's a start... at the very least, getting that device operating properly would be a hell of a boon. This means getting some Time Energy source, right?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yes. A Time Energy source would basically allow me to use it like a Time Cop would. I know--this one was stolen from Ael himself."
"It would allow us to repair the hole in reality, too."
Metal Man (GM): He points to... a still faint but visible speck in the night sky.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "The Time Cops use these devices to repair reality, normally."
Razor nods and closes his eyes after eyeing that speck. "Well, guess I've got a proper target."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "That's what the sane ones were supposed to do... They just became drunk with power after it became clear nobody was keeping tabs on them."
"And now they think they can seal this world off and let it eat itself."
"But if we can repair the hole in reality... then once and for all, the chaos can be solved. Not the dance between good and evil, mind you, but..."
Metal Man (GM): He'd gesture to the Stadium.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "The need for Questers, and all of this madness. I have plans elsewhere, myself."
"It's been a nice gig, but, we can patch this up and be on our ways to other things."
Razor: "It's a hell of a start, Mets. You think I have a chance at snatching this power from them?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yes. The Time Cops have no clue who you are. Or if they do, they don't know what you're capable of. Illian's madness means the ones serving him are likely to be distracted."
"Borne is also at work. The Time Cops are alone and poorly defended."
Metal Man (GM): Xavier would flip the dex and cycle through the images.
Ael - Cold Logician - Failed Time Cop Executor - Master of Wizardry
Arbiter - Clock Goliath - Time Traveling Calculator - Master of Machinery
And the final one...
Lyx - Metal-Being - Failed Time Cop Enforcer - Master of UNKNOWN
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Ael is in Illian's headquarters. The Arbiter is hidden, because he cloaks himself. And Lyx... ..." *He would stare at the device.* "Lyx is hiding inside Borne's city? What? ...I never bothered to check where he was in all this time."
"Lyx was the first one to actually try to kill me, but he had a fairly good sense of humor about it failing and actually retired."
"Out of the three, he is the most likely to simply give it to you for a fair trade."
"Ael is... the exact opposite, likely to only lose it through you stealing it or killing it."
"The Arbiter is a mystery and also excruciatingly powerful. It is a puzzle as to how you'd get it out of him at all."
"Granted, he most likely has enough fuel to make us masters of this universe. Which is precisely why trying by force against him would be suicide."
"It's also why nobody can really touch him... but also why he doesn't touch anyone. Conservation of energy."
Razor: "Sounds like I need to get back to Alsa either way. Lyx seems the best starting point... and hell, if I play my cards right, I could use his aid as leverage against the others if they try to interfere."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Potentially. Lyx is the only one who realized that it was a folly. Borne is highly busy, and as far as I recall didn't even recognize you as a threat. You could probably get a good start looking for him in Capital City during all of this."
Razor: "Yeah, still pretty sure Borne's got no idea who I am. The only problem is Garrick, and if you're right, Illian's gonna have him distracted doing something else... not to mention him having to deal with Borne as well."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Illian's... meltdown ought to distract Garrick, anyway. In any case, the warp room should carry you there. I'll keep the heat off by doing my normal missions, so everyone thinks the Questers are only capable of normal missions."
"...Oooh. Right. You'll need a ship. My bad."
"Alsa is locked off, I keep forgetting."
Razor: "Yeah."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Hm."
*Puts hand to his helmet* "Maybe we should figure out something for you to ride in."
"What would you prefer?"
"Since... I don't want the REDITS to strand you there. That bag of bolts would at the least need retrofitting."
Razor: "It worked for me last time... barely. There anything on this planet that'd be inconspicuous or low profile enough WITHOUT being a piece of junk?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Let's see. Egg-o matic... nope. MTA... nope. My invisible Diablo SV..." *Pauses* "... ...Why don't I have more than one of those again? Oh, right. The stolen Time Cop engine is one of a kind. ...And can't power my time machine. I tried. It teleported me to a time where other people told me that joke about being warped to a time that was on fire was no longer funny."
"...However..." *He would put a hand to his helmet's chin.*
"We could always install a cloaking device in another CAC... one that is small and quiet."
"The technology, based on the proof of concept, would simply mean the car has no real weapons other than being completely invisible."
"Since it requires a lot of energy to run."
"Granted, being completely invisible is pretty nice."
"Finally, a way to avoid those annoying people in the street who demand a 'moment' of your time."
Razor: "I don't need weapons for this. I don't plan on getting into a fight in a vehicle."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Good thing. I'll have Oak or... whoever it is I have now... build the vehicle." *He'd look.* "Anything else? It'll... take another day, but beyond that you'll be free to go where you wish. Hopefully, to help be in front of anything that might hit the newer people, so that we find out ahead of time."
Razor: "I'll be around, Mets. That lot seems pretty damned competent... even if KitOrbel's acted a bit... off. Keep a careful eye on her."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I am. She's an Alsan Quester..."
"...So we let her think she fools us... while watching anything she does."
"If I happen onto something... you can help be the one who sets her on the track or sends her packing."
"I believe she feels relatively senior to everyone else and underestimates me in the extreme."
"We can make it clear she's sorely mistaken, should anything malicious come out of her."
Razor: "...can do. I think I could swing her in the right direction, at least... Alsan or whatever, she's not so far out there as Garrick."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yes. Of the Alsan Questers, it is clear she was too young to be corrupted like they were."
"It is only a slight taint, one which can probably be buffed out."
"The Alsan Questers left no lasting legacy, anyway. In time the other legacies will fully consume any damage they did to the reputation."
"In any case, I must go back to my investigation. I am trying to see if I can use those old memories I recorded to perhaps... deal with modern situations."
Razor: "Learn from the past, and look to the future... but never forget the present." *He smirks and takes another swig of his drink.* "...my brother once told me that... seems like ages ago."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Heh." *He would lean on the railing.* "I'd have a wise saying of my own, but all I was told over and over again was that I was a moron." *He would chuckle to himself.* "Deeply ironic how most of those people died, but here we are talking. Maybe I'm too stupid to figure out how to die."
Razor: "You wouldn't be the first... but I think it's just because you've still got something to do."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Most likely. When this is over, I have unfinished business with things completely unrelated to this ball of wax. I came here to forget those, but as my brain clears, it becomes clear that I can't run away from that anymore."
"Anyway, nice talking." *He would glance to the edge.* "Maybe one day we can do this again, and Garrick can be here, and we can just forget all these complicated battles and things... they can just be the past."
"Because they sure don't do anyone any good."
Razor: "That'd be nice... that's something to look forward to."
Metal Man (GM): He'd then slowly leave... you can leave a comment, then we'll fade here and pick up again next time you got some free time, since this should free you from worrying about "I gotta wait again!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Indeed."
Razor closes his eyes for a moment... then sits back down on the roof, looking up towards the sky.