Date: 5:31:37 PM, September 1st; 6:32:28 PM, September 4th; 4:25:59 PM, September 7th; 5:04:13 PM, September 8th, 2012.
Metal Man (GM): Xavier's ship. You figure out you've landed by the abrupt slamming noise and the ship stopping. The door to the bridge would open, revealing Xavier flew out the front window and to... somewhere. Before you is a hill with the sides and top blown off. It looks like a huge bomb went off on it.
Ederick Holmes surveys the scene from the bridge and makes a mental note that things actually can be blown up before they get somewhere. He then disembarks the ship to catch up with Xavier.
Metal Man (GM): Xavier is picking himself up out of some ruins.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Man... it's like the Questers hit here... but we're the Questers! Look at that debris on the front door! How are we to ever get in?"
Metal Man (GM): He misses the hole in the wall the size of a Voltorb.
Ederick Holmes glances inside of the little hole. "Dunno. Maye there's another entrance?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Good question. Let me see... Nope. Nothing."
Metal Man (GM): Perception to look, or you can investigate the rubble. Or something else. The Wing Fortress has its guns too.
Ederick Holmes looks about the place. Besides the debris around the front door, how wrecked up is this place? Are there any glass windows that they could break open? Is the roof all slanted, or could there be an entrance up top?
Metal Man (GM): It looks like it was a bunker, and it exploded. No windows, but the roof was basically a top of a hill until it exploded. You could probably try to climb up there.
Ederick Holmes: "We could try to come in from the top. Does that suit have a jetpack?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Hmmmm... ..."
Metal Man (GM): He gets an evil grin on his face. Then he takes out... the Star Board.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "No, but I have... a rocket skateboard! ...I'm a bit heavy to fly straight up with it... maybe you should try it."
Metal Man (GM): Note--it would use the Pilot: Small Incredibly unwieldy rocket device to pilot, so you'd be at a disadvantage. DEX mod though!
Ederick Holmes: "Rocket skateboard, huh? Once or twice I managed to catch some waves in Emerald City. Wonder if that's close." *He'd take the board and set it on the ground to get on. He tries to power it up and hope something Xavier owns has a "Slow and working" option to climb upward to the roof. d20+4 Just DEX.*
Metal Man (GM): You rocket straight up there. You discover--very quickly--that Xavier's insanity with piloting it is, really all his insanity. It was made for someone not as heavy as him. And it has sane controls. You figure out how to lean and land atop the hill, finding a checkerboarded floor and a bunch of debris thrown about. And a door to the downstairs.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Good luck out there! I'll make sure nobody takes the ship!"
Ederick Holmes: "Will do!" *He tucks the board under his arm and heads down into the lab, wondering if there's any clues as to what trashed this place.*
Metal Man (GM): You'd walk down and soon see none other than Professor Oak sweeping up the mess.
Professor Oak: "Ohhh this is not good... everything wrecked... my best equipment stolen by Team Rocket..."
Metal Man (GM): He looks at you and flinches.
Professor Oak: "Gah! D-don't rob me! I've already lost everything!"
Ederick Holmes: "A robbery? Don't worry, maybe I can help. Name's Eddy Holmes. Guess you could say I'm something of a retired cop who came here to find a Professor Oak."
Professor Oak: "Team Rocket stole a Transformer, my money, and my Pseudo-cube bazooka! Why, that's me! At least you can help me, I need to find those crooks and apprehend them."
Metal Man (GM): He points to his smashed up office.
Professor Oak: "Think you can find any clues?"
Ederick Holmes: "I think I might be able to help here. Mind if I do this on one condition, though?"
Professor Oak: "Depends on the condition, young man. I've been tricked before and I'm not going to let it happen again... Oh, it's just too bad I lost most of my trillion coins, it's almost like I never stole them from Aribar in the first place..."
Ederick Holmes: "A friend and I will try and get your stuff back, and you look over our ship, install in stuff for us, maybe see what we need to help fix it up, stuff like that."
Professor Oak: "Hm. That can be arranged, young fellow. Just don't set off my self destruc--oh. The intruders already did that."
Metal Man (GM): His office is behind, easily accessed. Meanwhile, he looks at his poketch. It shows the time...
Professor Oak: "What IS taking Dr. Mario so long I wonder..."
Ederick Holmes sets the Star Board down somewhere where he won't forget it and takes out a notebook. "Okay then. Now, does this place have any sort of surveillance equipment? Anything that might have caught the perps? Would there be any kind of motiv..." He trails off, just now realizing that he's heard about Team Rocket and Oak from Alsa. He notes the odd similarity down and continues. "Er, Know where they might have taken this stuff?"
Professor Oak: "Oh... oh. You just reminded me. I had a tracking chip in my bazooka! Yes... and they took it! Look for the PC... it's in this mess somewhere... it can find them."
Ederick Holmes thanks the professor heads into Oak's office. He would give the room a brief look for any tell-tale clues that might identify specific members of Team Rocket before heading to the PC to check out his options.
Metal Man (GM): Work clothes in place. Now... You see the destruction yourself. Some sort of broken glass case that looks like somebody smacked the inside of it... without even touching whatever was inside directly. Like, no exterior damage--all interior. You also see a bunch of shiny dust thrown around. And the door looks like it was blown up with a bazooka.
Ederick Holmes makes a note to ask Oak about the odd damage patterns before sitting down at the PC and seeing what he could salvage from it. Maybe snooping on what the Professor's been working on, seeing if there's any recorded surveillance footage or anything, checking for that Pseudocube bazooka tracker, and so on.
Metal Man (GM): Hi Demon. When you have time, if you have time, we can do some sessioning with you. Unfortunately this is near the end of this session, but I figured I could at least get you up to date for the next one. You see the PC. By the luck of the Irish, or something else, it was neither destroyed, nor logged out. Perception check or Knowledge (Tech). Note that the former will spend more time looking for signs of stuff on his desk or easily found, non-technical things.
Ederick Holmes: *d20+6 Perception. Knowledge isn't quite Ed's strong suite.*
Metal Man (GM): Suit. You are very perceptive and notice a bare few of wires and pseudo cube bits hooked to the computer, and some sort of tracker for it. No footage of the attack though, unfortunately.
Ederick Holmes: "Finding it was easy enough. Let's see how it works." *He'd try to tinker with the thing a bit. See if he could turn the tracker on or find a way to display its location on the computer.*
Metal Man (GM): You click the icon. It shows it to be outside. Out front... Right in front of the Wing Fortress. Huh. Somewhere by the front door of the bunker...
Ederick Holmes is narrowing the possibilities down to three choices: Xavier stole it while piloting the Wing Fortress, Oak has gone mad and is going to ambush him, or Team Rocket's actually hiding outside. He checks to make sure his gun is loaded before leaving it light in his holster and going back to the good professor. "Your tracker says it's right outside."
Professor Oak: "Huh? Well, that's odd. We should go and look for it then. Here, I can lead the way."
Metal Man (GM): He'd go to do just that.
Ederick Holmes follows Oak.
Metal Man (GM): He opens the front door, and you see a bizarre scene. Dr. Mario pointing at Xavier.
Dr. Mario: "You-a have to pay me for my services!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I'll shoot you so dead even you can't revive yourself if you try to make me!"
Dr. Mario: "Oh-a yeah? I have-a THIS!"
Metal Man (GM): He points the bazooka at Xavier. Wait... he has the bazooka???
Professor Oak: "Dr. Mario, what are you doing with that bazooka?"
Dr. Mario: "MAMA MIA! You-a... you-a dropped it and I-a found it! The thieves thought they had it but I-a took it back!"
Professor Oak: "Hm, I guess so... but why are you pointing it at him? He never did us any wrong."
Ederick Holmes: "How did you know thieves stole it?"
Dr. Mario: "I-a revived him after Seraphis killed him. And... and... it was Team Rocket-a! I have a recording!"
Metal Man (GM): He plays a soundbyte... perception check, Ederick.
Ederick Holmes cautiously walks over to listen to it.
Metal Man (GM): It says "We're blasting off again!" and it definitely isn't him, but... you have no clue who or what that is. It isn't Jessie and/or James, and you know of them from Alsa.
Dr. Mario: "You-a see. I-a found it in their blastoff crater! I was-a going to return it... then my-a former boss came-a here and he-a owes me over 90,000 coins!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I didn't ask to be revived, one of my SPs did it!"
Dr. Mario: "You-a run that Stadium. You-a owe me!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Not if I can blow you to bits for trying to collect!"
Dr. Mario: "Helpful-a stranger, please tell-a him to see the-a light of gold. I'll-a even split the-a bounty!"
Ederick Holmes: "Gold reminds me of something else. You happen to find any in that blast crater? Or a Transformer?"
Professor Oak: "I want my bazooka back. It isn't yours, Dr. Mario."
Dr. Mario: "Uhhh... no!"
Metal Man (GM): He sounds less than sincere.
Ederick Holmes smells something even more crooked than Metal's dented armor. He tries to fish up something else from Mario. "Doctor, do you realize Oak puts tracking devices on things like his bazooka? It's what drew us out here."
Dr. Mario: "...Uhhh... no I-a didn't. Why did you-a do that Oak?"
Professor Oak: "Hm. Well, the good news is that means he hasn't been in my room, otherwise he'd know that already. The bad news is I want my bazooka back, and now."
Dr. Mario: "Just-a one more moment!" *He points it at Xavier.* "Give-a me the coins!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: *Points Deathmachine* "I'll send you to heaven first! They say there's no wealth up there because it can't fit through the eye of a needle!"
Dr. Mario: "Mama-mia! I'm-a gonna have to blast you first then!"
Professor Oak: "Do something! They'll both blow up my lab if they aren't stopped!"
Ederick Holmes looks back and forth between the stand-off, trying to think of something... Ah, gold! That's it. "You don't want to do that, Doc."
Metal Man (GM): Bluff or Diplomacy check, or intimidate... unless you're going to note something else.
Dr. Mario: "Give-a me one reason! I-a already plan to get-a Team Rocket after I-a get my coins! No-a one fools Dr. Mario and lives!"
Ederick Holmes: "He doesn't have any money in that tin-can of a suit. I'm guessing you're carrying a considerable sum on your person. How well does paper and gold hold up to explosions?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "No one tries to kill me more than once and lives!"
Dr. Mario: "Uhhhhh..."
Metal Man (GM): Diplomacy/bluff check on that one.
Ederick Holmes: *d20+4 ... Bluff?*
Dr. Mario: "You-a have it all wrong! I-a don't carry my gold on-a my person. Hah! You-a lose!"
Metal Man (GM): As he says that, Xavier fires the Deathmachine at him.
Dr. Mario: "Mama mia!"
Ederick Holmes: "Not eve--Woah!"
Metal Man (GM): The insane Mario from Alsa is shot out of the Deathmachine, then... Metal summons a Dry Bones and bites it, harming his teeth... Metal's clock randomly catches on fire, setting his left arm on fire... Then a clockwork giant Mechanized Elite Space Pirate appears to aid Metal.
Alsa Mario: "Mama mia! I-a tripped into a painting again!"
Dr. Mario: "Who-a are you?"
Alsa Mario: "Oh-a no! It's-a Grodus! We have to-a defeat him, other me!"
Dr. Mario: "You-a appear to be suffering from too much of a delicious mushroom syndrome!"
Alsa Mario: "Mama Mia! How do I cure-a it?"
Dr. Mario: "Give-a me all your coins, then-a defeat Grodus!"
Alsa Mario: "Okey Dokey, Other Me!"
Metal Man (GM): He hands Dr. Mario a ton of coins, then goes to attack Xavier.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Inexplicably appearing Space thing! Kill him!"
MEP: *Clickwhirr beep.*
Ederick Holmes: "Hey, hey, hey! That guy's not Grodus!"
Alsa Mario: "Oh-a no! It's-a Mecha Bowser! And-a Elvis is telling me not to fight him! I'll-a show you, Elvis!"
Ederick Holmes: "Look, doc, you got some money. Call it even and give Oak back his stuff."
Metal Man (GM): He leaps at the MEP. The MEP is smashed on the head and takes... Hm. Confirmed crit with his stomping boots... He smashes the MEP into trash.
Dr. Mario: "...I-a got my coins, now my-a insane clone will kill-a him so I-a can take his ship!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Little help here, Ederick? This guy looks tough."
Metal Man (GM): Xavier opens fire on Alsa Mario. He hits him once. Alsa Mario falls to the ground, bleeding from the ginormous shell that just blew him across the way.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Nevermind."
Dr. Mario: "..."
Ederick Holmes: "Hey, you can't take our ship!" *He pulls out his pistol and almost fires a shot off at the crazy Mario.*
Alsa Mario: "I-a can't beat you! It's-a Culex and Elvis! They're too powerful!"
Metal Man (GM): He runs away and trips into a hole in reality, vanishing.
Dr. Mario: "I-a still have my bazooka. And I-a only got 700 coins! Do you-a want to risk firing that thing again and dying from-a a misfire, Metal-a Man?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I can just shoot you with my gun, you know. It nearly killed your more normal self in one hit."
Ederick Holmes: "You came out ahead today. Probably a lot more than you're letting on. Give Oak back HIS bazooka, tell us where you saw Team Rocket at and where they went, and get on your way."
Dr. Mario: "I'm-a stronger than him..."
Metal Man (GM): Diplomacy check again, to see if it makes him feel like negotiating. Or intimidate, whichever you want.
Dr. Mario: "You're-a right. I-a can take you both on!"
Metal Man (GM): He aims the bazooka... goes to fire... nothing happens.
Professor Oak: "Oh. You know, that's why I had a remote kill switch installed."
Metal Man (GM): Oak holds up his Poketch and its "kill switch" screen.
Professor Oak: "That's quite enough, Dr. Mario. We can go find money elsewhere."
Dr. Mario: "..."
Metal Man (GM): He drops the bazooka, then shakes his head.
Dr. Mario: "You-a take it back. I'm-a going to make my-own secret base and-a show YOU how to get coins, you-a old coot!"
Editor's Note: Somehow I remembered this plot point, though it took me SEVEN YEARS to deliver on it...
Metal Man (GM): He shakes his fist, then leaps into a mysteriously-appearing warp pipe and vanishes.
Professor Oak: *Sighs* "I only teamed up with him because there was no one else. I tried out a day or two with the other Metal Man, but he replaced me with Garrick... something about using his machines for popcorn wasn't his idea of 'science.'"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Normally I'd respond to that by firing the Deathmachine at you, but I fear for my life after what almost happened there. Welcome aboard, Oak."
Professor Oak: "But... my lab! How are you going to fit that in there?"
Ederick Holmes looks over to Xavier. "Popcorn-maker. Needed function of the Wing Fortress, right?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I have a giant hook. Yes. Definitely! I'll grab your lab and... sorta smush the contents in... and then we can leave!"
Ederick Holmes: "We'll appreciate your work, professor. We'll help you pack up and maybe extract some revenge on the other Metal Man."
Professor Oak: "I'm not so hot on harming him, but then again, anything is better than Dr. Mario. I have the sneaking suspicion he stole everything... When you have time, we should steal it back, AND his coins too. Stupid crazy maniac..."
Metal Man (GM): He mumbles to himself and starts moving things.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Well, good work there, Ederick! We'll be off in no time... And we better, because we only have a few minutes!"
Metal Man (GM): He starts rushing to get things under way. We can pause here, I think... we're using the medium track on Pathfinder so your EXP is... whatever an encounter's worth is on that.
Metal Man (GM): Recap. The group went to Professor Oak's lab to take the Transformer. Through a bunch of wacky antics, they did just that. They now have the means to free Ael from the trio he is stuck in. The group is now on the Eternal Dauntless. Illian stands there, thinking.
Illian MacGregor: "Hmmmm..."
Metal Man (GM): He paces about.
Valron: "What's on your mind?"
Illian MacGregor: "Seems it is for the best we rescue Ael."
Metal Man (GM): He gestures to the empty room.
Valron: "Indeed it does."
Illian MacGregor: "The others are all somewhere else. I'll just have to make do with what we have. If you should succeed, he shall be your partner until we find... more reliable people."
Valron: "Suppose so, yes. Back to Time Cop HQ, then?"
Illian MacGregor: "Indeed." *He opens the warp.*
Valron nods, entering the warp.
Metal Man (GM): You see... The Time Cop HQ has continued to rot, and fall apart. Pieces are thrown about everywhere. Avul is standing there, kicking Augustus in the face, over and aver again.
Avul: "Why won't you DIE?"
Autumnus: "If you had to ask, it's because my nose is over ten thousand times denser than your foot."
Avul: "But the heat beams... all of it! You survived..."
Evil Wolfman: "Even my powers cannot touch you!"
Autumnus: "It's quite simple. I never lived to begin with, and I do not choose to leave this plane, no matter how much damage you do to me or this place. You can try all day. You can try all night. I just won't care. I've outlived ten times the people you have. I've been saying this over and over again, but you just. Don't Get. It."
Avul: "Bah! I'll find a way! You there, Dra--Valron! Kill him! Kill him good!"
Autumnus: "Nevermind that nonsense he's saying. You can't kill me either."
Valron: "I'd rather talk to Ael, thanks. ...No, seriously, patch him through."
Ael: *Appears, though strained* "Yes... you came! I... had to let them win for a while so they wouldn't get suspicious."
Valron: *Doesn't say a word, just handing Ael the Transformer.* "Let's not waste time, then."
Ael: "Yes. I'll take this and--"
The Void: "Nooooo! NOT ONE OF THOSE!"
Evil Wolfman: "One of what?"
Valron: "Shut up, Void. Ael, now!"
The Void: "That thing can--"
Metal Man (GM): *CLICK* They both are sucked into the device.
Metal Man (GM): He would drop it onto the floor.
Valron: "Sorry about taking a dog's age to get that thing."
Autumnus: "...Good work, Ael. Now heal me and get us back in operation."
Ael: "Oh. Did I hear something?"
Valron: "Did you?"
Ael: "An old man who never, ever listened to reason, stuck on the floor. I had a plan. A plan you have activated, Drago--Valron."
Metal Man (GM): He holds up his hand, and the rooms begin fixing themselves.
Valron: "Now, what would that plan be?"
Ael: "The Time Cops ran themselves into the ground by trying to maintain a 'good' image. They used their people like toys and threw them away. And now this is all that's left."
Valron: "You mean 'not much of anything'?"
Ael: "An empty room full of destroyed garbage. I have a plan... but it requires actually doing something."
Valron: "Yeah. And I kinda took the only other thing of value. ...And that would be."
Ael: "Come with me. We must take control."
Metal Man (GM): He begins walking up glass stairs that assemble out of thin air.
Valron nods, following behind Ael.
Autumnus: *Cough* "You go ahead and try his words... I'll still be here when you fail."
Metal Man (GM): You reach the top. There, are the pieces of the Arbiter, thrown about.
Valron: "...I was wondering where that guy was."
Ael: "The Arbiter... he's the cause of this. He doesn't know anything. He's so robotic he could never change, and let Evil Wolfman corrupt him."
Valron: "Aahh... So, what are we going to do with him?"
Ael: "Do you know how to operate any machinery? I'm going to... dump him and Autumnus onto some deserted planet. And reroute the controls to me. But I need someone to confirm with me."
Valron: "I'm somewhat decent with technology, yes."
Ael: "Autumnus won't... and the others wouldn't."
Metal Man (GM): He stands at one panel.
Ael: "All right... activate your panel and I'll activate mine."
Metal Man (GM): Roll a knowledge (Tech) roll for this one.
Valron nods, standing at the other panel.
Metal Man (GM): Ael waits for your input as he readies a spell for his panel.
Valron: *1d20+5 Here goes... *(Knowledge (Tech))
Metal Man (GM): Ael uses an Activate Spell on his side. The Arbiter is reassembled. Just in time for some weird component in his chest to be ripped out, then violently stuck into Ael's chest.
The Arbiter: "...You will soon learn the illogical nature of this action. But it is also how I got here in the first place. So I cannot interfere without destroying myself."
Valron: "Funny how that works out, I suppose."
Metal Man (GM): A portal forms, and he vanishes. Autumnus is a bit more noisy, as he is so heavy dragging him violently scratches and rips the floor. He grabs the Transformer, looking at you.
Autumnus: "I swear on my eternal existence, Ael... I will master the evil in this box... then end both of you."
Valron: "Didn't feel like killing myself, though. It'd be a waste of a good shi... p."
Metal Man (GM): Hm. Just realized I need to work on some slides. And that is an awesome cliffhanger. Let's pause it there and resume sometime either tomorrow or later.
Valron: *...but yeah that was amazing.*
Metal Man (GM): Depends how fast I can finish my slides. I need to get them ready by tonight, so I'll be in a hurry anyway.
Valron: *still working on the slides, mortar.*
Metal Man (GM): The slides were defeated. Lemme put a pizza in the oven and I can continueate.
Valron: *Pizza in the oven or are you fighting it now.*
Metal Man (GM): Pizza in the oven in a moment, just doing some other-channel work, sorry.
Valron twiddles thumbs.
Metal Man (GM): No more distractions now. Ok. CONTINUATION OF THE ALIVE PEOPLE Anyway. Autumnus is dragged into the portal.
Autumnus: "Enjoy your foolish and short tenure as leader--the Dweezil will make sure you die soon enough."
Metal Man (GM): He then vanishes into the portal.
Valron: "...So. What're the chances of that Transformer coming back to bite us?"
Ael: "Fairly large, but I'm not going to do what he thinks I'm going to do."
Valron: "Do tell."
Ael: "I've learned things while being dead, and that's that the way I did things before was stupid. Certainly, emotions are dangerous and to be controlled. But to forget they control other people was my undoing. He will attempt to retake this place. I will let him "*retake*"it by planting a massive dimensional bomb in here that will go off on him."
Valron: "Mm. A good thing to learn."
Ael: "If he comes in, his place is destroyed, even if he can survive anything."
Valron: "Yes, good. At the very least it should be amusing to think about his reaction."
Ael: "Now, we have to get to work. Tell me, what were the Dweezil doing? I have fought them before. They must believe I am dead if they are even a thing to be discussed at the moment."
Valron: "I'll get to you on that in a second." *He taps his badge* *C:Illian* "What is the current status of the Dweezil? Last I recall you said they were rapidly taking over Alsa's sector. Are they still in the middle of doing so?"
Illian MacGregor: "They have consolidated control. Red Text has gone into hiding. Little comes in or out in space. There is scattered fighting on the surface but it seems to only be a probing maneuver--they haven't decided to invade there for real yet."
Metal Man (GM): Oops. I guess it would be convenient to assume that.
Ael: "So I see. We are to deal with them immediately."
Valron: "Indeed. Best not to waste a moment."
Ael: "Naturally this means taking out a weapon. That is a problem."
Metal Man (GM): He flips through the computer systems and finds... nothing.
Ael: "My ship can't take them on. Your ship can't take them on. Not without being destroyed, anyway. I can burn a spell looking but... you have any ideas?"
Valron: "...Well. This is highly problematic."
Ael: "I am not above stealing whatever we should need, either. The Time Cops got us into this mess. Until it's over I have no reason to adhere to their meaningless rules."
Valron: "Mmm... I'm afraid not, sorry. Don't know if there'd be any other ships that would be good for this. At least, as far as I can recall."
Metal Man (GM): Had to post in a scene in the other RP.
Illian MacGregor: "Well, I know of a few."
Metal Man (GM): You'd see several ships. One is Jack's Time Cop ship. The other is a massive Dauntless Clone made by Borne. Another is Garrick's ship.
Illian MacGregor: "Jack's not going to just let you take his ship. But it's the best match. Borne's is not high tech enough, or at least I hope it isn't... and Garrick is AWOL."
Ael: "It's up to you, Valron. You were the one who rescued me, I'm just going to provide the magical muscle."
Valron: "Honestly, as amusing as it would be to take Jack's ship, Borne would probably be the saner option. So, I feel going after Borne's ship would be the best choice, unless either of you has a very good reason as to why you think we'd be able to take Jack's without much of a problem."
Ael: "While I would want to take Jack's ship, my power is not up to the task yet. Garrick's ship... what happened to him anyway?"
Illian MacGregor: "He left after a misunderstanding of some sorts and we have yet to find him. Anywhere."
Ael: "Hmph. You use technology, that's why."
Valron: "Yes. It's been a bit baffling."
Ael: "A bit of scrying and I can find him, no matter where he is. We possess here the assets of the Time Cops... mostly... and my magical library."
Valron: "We have the magic of the Book's page as well but I'm unsure how useful that'd be."
Ael: "You have... what."
Metal Man (GM): He stands there, staring.
Valron: "...Don't you remember? You gave it to us when you were Avul."
Ael: "One of the most powerful things in the universe... just sitting there."
Metal Man (GM): He rubs his head.
Ael: "I don't think the others wanted me to know that."
Valron: "We were originally going to use it to try and get rid of Jack but apparently that would just fall flat on its' face. ...Well, gat damn."
Ael: "They also made sure to eat my spell power pool, which is why the Dweezils have not suddenly been melted into a gigantic ball of copper yet. And I still plan to destroy this 'Xavier Ridgecrest', by the way. He's just not my first problem anymore."
Valron: "Aye. Xavier's a bit on the low-end of things for the moment."
Ael: "Let me check." *He creates a huge sphere of energy and looks through time and space. After a few moments he narrows his eyes and disperses it.* "Nope. He's hiding somewhere I can't see. I am reminded of Xavier Ridgecrest, in that he too was missing when I needed to find him most."
Ael: "You have any clue of places he would hide? I spent all my time chasing Xavier. Some other Quester hardly registers to me."
Metal Man (GM): Yes. Correct. Of course, you'd have to ask Illian for that.
Valron: *C:Illian* "Sir. Would you know of any areas that Garrick would use as a hiding place?"
Illian MacGregor: "Well, I know Garrick fairly well, given we worked together to destroy Kuja. In fact the last time I saw him it was at his base. Even before then he was there. We should check there, even if he isn't there. If he isn't there we might be able to build a new ship using the machines there. One problem though. After our previous shenanigans in that realm... they're liable to be onto us. We might have to deal with the Hands or worse."
Ael: "So, that's an option, if you want to fight them. I'm not sure that's a good idea. I can destroy what I want... to a point." *He makes a fizzling noise with his fingers.* "They haven't died and come back to life recently and the barrier there is likely to screw with my magic."
Valron: "Mm. To be honest, I still feel that going after Borne's ship is the best option."
Ael: "I will agree with you. Borne may even negotiate."
Valron: "Traveling to Garrick's base would take too much time and Jack... is, well. Jack."
Illian MacGregor: "As much as I hate to admit it, now that Garrick is not with us, we can simply tell him he can make as many Deathguards as he wants and Garrick clones all over the place. We could use a Garrickclone of our own at this rate..."
Valron: "Ghhh... Yes, unfortunately. So, we're all in agreement, then?"
Illian MacGregor: "Yes."
Metal Man (GM): Illian AND Ael make a portal to Borne's place.
Ael: "... ...Take whichever you want, it doesn't matter."
Metal Man (GM): He walks into the portal.
Valron: *He nods, entering the portal as well.*
Metal Man (GM): You appear in the office at Capital City, on the 99th floor. Borne is busy sitting there, having a shot of Admin Booze. He looks to you and cradles his fingers.
Borne: "Back again, I see. I've been waiting, really."
Metal Man (GM): He gestures... to the skies. Full of Dweezil ships.
Valron: "Ah, yes. The Dweezil."
Borne: "I remember our early meeting well. What was it... no Deathguards. Oh... no Garrick clones either. I wonder what we could have used right now. Hmmmmmm. Probably more of that crazy fellow the Questers had who could make super powered explosion sticks and death rays. Too bad... we're all out of those."
Ael: "I understand completely. The Questers killed me, not realizing they doomed the Time Cops to being led by worthless old people."
Borne: "Odd. I thought you Time Cops had it handled..."
Ael: "Judge Dredd. Handling anything. You destroyed his ship, remember?"
Borne: "Of course, I was screwing with you."
Metal Man (GM): He would lean up and drink his glass.
Borne: "We need to destroy the Dweezil, and we need to do it my way."
Valron: "I'm willing to listen."
Metal Man (GM): He taps his fingers.
Borne: "I realized, Garrick isn't actually the epitome of perfection. Magitek... isn't actually useful at all. You didn't want me to use him, so I used someone else. Someone... better."
Valron: "And who would that be?"
Metal Man (GM): A door opens and... a yellow shirted Dr. Robotnik walks in.
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Just as you ordered, master. I have created all of the weapons you needed!"
Valron: "...Are you serious."
Borne: "He is not... the Dr. Robotnik you blew up. I created him from scratch."
Valron: "Then again, I do admit. He does make quality weapons."
Borne: "Pieces here or there... altered to work for me. He's just as smart, but also so loyal he will die to protect me. I killed ten earlier versions testing that."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Er, yes, sir. You don't want to risk leaping into a shredder again. My... other brothers died valiantly protecting you and I'm not very big on... joining them."
Valron: "I see."
Borne: "Don't worry, Robotnik number 11. You're the special one. You get to marshal the war force against the Dweezils, using the remnants of what you reverse engineered from the only person as smart as you are--Red Text. The special ingredient in your raid is these two. Deliver them to the flagship at all costs."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "But sir. This will likely kill everyone, destroy all the ships and--"
Borne: "I know."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Oh."
Valron: "That's kind of the point, I'm guessing. That it's going to be messy."
Borne: "Don't worry about dying, I've recorded your dying moments and fed them into you each time you were rebuilt."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: *Winces* "I'd been trying to forget those."
Borne: "Remember them because the Dweezils LOVE to use spikes. Lots and lots of them."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: *Gulps.*
Borne: "If you survive, I will allow you to actually wear the color... purple."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Not red?"
Borne: "I made a deal with Red Text. Only he may be red."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "...Close enough, anyway. Er, and who are these lovely... people... you are sending me to insert on that ship?"
Borne: "Oh, right. I made sure not to put those memories in you. Might drive you mad to know what they are. The one who is a dragon of sorts is Dragoshi. He was a Quester here, but not very much, and didn't do much. He shoots things."
Valron: "Valron. My name is Valron. Dragoshi is dead and buried."
Borne: *Shrugs* "Call him Valron, I don't want him throwing a fit on the flight over."
Valron: "Thank you."
Borne: "The other fellow is Ael, who should not be alive. Why are you alive, Ael? Have you truly broken reality yet?"
Valron: "You can thank me for that."
Borne: "Oh. Great. It's a traveling duo that destroys reality."
Valron: "Suffice to say, it's a long story, and I don't really want to recount it."
Borne: "Make sure to do that to the Dweezils at full velocity. I would like them to just... vanish... thank you very much."
Ael: "There is a precedent for this, you know. Don't you know--"
Borne: "Blah blah blah Dyne blah idiocy blah Echidna. It still makes no sense, and when you are done with this, I am going to find out how you people keep coming back to live and strangle it to death. Now. Go on. Kill the Dweezil. Before I get tempted to make clones of Digifanatic."
Valron: "Don't even joke about that."
Borne: "I will give them ships, so help me God. They will fly around destroying all the Stadiums in the universe."
Valron: "RIP every casino in Alsa."
Borne: "So... do this well. Or it will be aviary Digital time. For you, for the Dweezil and everyone else."
Valron: "Clearly you should just designate the Dweezil as living Casinos or. ...Yeah."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Come this way, please... before he decides to set me on fire for not obeying him."
Borne: "That was only the first three times. I had to make sure the delay was due to cognition delay."
Valron: "Yeah... I think it's high time we got moving." *He nods, following Robotnik along.*
Metal Man (GM): He leads you to a helicopter on the helipad. It's a retrofitted Trevor helicopter--all antigrav. Very sleek.
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "I must warn you, he is very firm. As in I am quite sure you will get to your destination... but I would very much like not to die if you could arrange it. Say, maybe for a reward. Those... items and weapons I'm famous for, maybe?"
Valron: "One of these rigs. Been a while since I've seen something like this. A good offer."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Oh, yes. My first project was to rebuild this... without any tools. Then I had to fly it around the world twice. If it failed, it would be my fault and kill me. My past selves must have made him very mad!"
Valron: "I must say, you did quite well with what you didn't have on hand."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "My thumb may never be in the same shape again, but thanks!"
Metal Man (GM): Ael silently sits in the back, looking superior and above it all. He takes off in the helicopter, flying towards a small base.
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Now we had to... redo that base you destroyed because... well, you destroyed it. And I had to do it... well it took multiple of me to do it... ...Anyway, the point is we might have had a better ship had you not blown that up first. Just a... little handy notice... before you go blowing us up again."
Valron: "...Yeah, sorry about that. Not much I can do when I'm outnumbered five to one in terms of people wanting to blow stuff up."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "I hear the Garrick clones had free will, even, before one of them betrayed him."
Valron: "...Oh. That base. I was thinking of something else."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "It must be interesting, not being zapped in your brain for thinking anything bad of your master."
Valron: "A tad. Certainly not as painful, at least. ...I do wonder where that clone ran off to, though."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "It appears Borne killed him once it was discovered no Garrick clones were allowed to live. He said Garrick insisted that they all die. People don't seem to like Garrick anymore, he seems synonymous with catching on fire, then dying. In any case, here we are." *He lands on the roof and gets out, walking quickly down a stairwell.*
Valron: "Huh. Unfortunate. Would have been nice to have him around." *He shrugs as he heads out of the roof, quickly following along.*
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "I agree, but no Garrick clones are allowed. We even made sure by killing some ordinary people who looked like him. It's the law throughout the nation. If you look like him, you die or are sent to another planet."
Valron: "That's... problematic."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "I believe there is also a large wall Borne built somewhere listing all the people killed to ensure no Garrick clones exist anywhere. Borne is very strange like that."
Valron: "I've... noticed."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Not my style, but, I can't complain. Literally. It might zap me in the brain."
Metal Man (GM): He makes it down to the hangar level of the base.
Valron: "Best not to let that happen."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Right, here is the ship. The Dauntlesses are going to be destroyed in this flight, not because they wouldn't survive, but because they had also been deemed too much like Garrick. Borne has invented his own ship, the 'Cutter', and I made it work."
Metal Man (GM): A large, spear shaped ship sits before you, full of GUN logos.
Valron: "...Maybe I should've leveled on that 'no Garrick clones' thing because this is kinda... much. Regardless."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "He made sure to kill the me who suggested that my own past self's styling in ships might be useful, so we are definitely only using classic Mad Man design cues. No Time Cop, no Garrick, and definitely no Robotnik things!"
Metal Man (GM): He walks aboard, leading you to the cockpit.
Ael: "It's plain as day."
Valron: "Just his own thing. Understandable." *He nods, walking over to the cockpit.*
Ael: "He's the kind of person who twists things just to spite people. Pathetic."
Valron: "It's vaguely comical in the most screwed up sort of way."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Er uh, no comment. Now, sit here, I'll... I'll get you onto the ship. You... you could be nice and make sure I don't die, but Borne said I'm not allowed to directly ask you. Up to you! ...I do like not dying."
Metal Man (GM): The ship powers up.
Valron: "We'll try and make sure. At least, I will."
Ael: "Relax. The two of us will make you live solely to annoy Borne."
Valron: *He chuckles* "Agreed."
Ael: "You obviously are not the final model he intends. So if we make you live forever... he will be stuck with you."
Valron: "Honestly, I'm glad we're on the same side this time."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Er, of course!" *BZZZT* "I mean, er, yes. Though death is useful for progress. But I will succeed in the mission."
Valron: "Alive, preferably."
Metal Man (GM): The ship flies out, along with the Dauntlesses. The Dauntlesses, loaded with what appear to be Deathguards, suicidally fly into the Dweezil ships. Surprising them, as they appear to have not expected so many ships, nor suicidal ones. Over and over again, the image of Dauntlesses cutting through the ships, only to valiantly die trying to fight too many ships at once occurs. You begin to reach space, where the true blockade begins.
Valron: *Mutters* "Such a lack of coordination is disgusting..."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Right, that's most of the Dauntlesses. I've been told you should put these space masks on because the windshield might break."
Metal Man (GM): He hands you masks. Breath ones. Ael looks at it with disgust.
Valron: "Well if Ael doesn't want his, then you can have it."
Ael: "No mage needs one of these. But, for your reference, Valron, they are normal and not cursed."
Valron: *He shrugs, putting his mask on.*
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Oh... uh... huh! That's a good point. Why didn't he give me one..." *He takes it.* "Most excellent!"
Valron: .oO(Special one... right.) *He takes a breath as he looks at the mess ahead.*
Metal Man (GM): You see a ton of ships forming some sort of barrier made of electricity.
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Well, I was supposed to fly straight into that and let you get through over my dead corpse, but now I have an even better idea!"
Valron: *Examines the ship cluster, looking for some sort of weak spot in it.* "And that would be?"
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Can one of you man the ship while the mage zaps the ships and I overclock the force fields? Er... and by one of you I mean Valron."
Valron chuckles, before smiling beneath the mask "Of course. I don't mind getting my hands dirty with piloting things. It's been a while since I've piloted a ship, but I liked to think I haven't rusted all that much."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Good. Good. You make sure we don't crash while I make sure we don't explode."
Metal Man (GM): He walks off as the ship begins violently being bombarded with weird rods that explode.
Valron nods as he goes to take the pilot's seat.
Metal Man (GM): A large satellite flies in your way. Time to take evasive maneuvers! Yes. I do. We'll use Ride for this one, if you have it.
Valron: *d20+7 Let's get this started right, then.*
Metal Man (GM): You veer to the side. Ael meanwhile tries his concentration on some ships out there. He doesn't do so well.
Ael: "Dammit. Too much post-revivification illness."
Valron: *Checks to see what this ship even has in terms of weapons to see if he can't provide some support.* (Unless he can only really just dodge stuff but. Eh.)
Metal Man (GM): When not spending your entire turn dodging things, you find none other than... PHASE CANNONS Which, if they are anything like the gun, should basically kill everything.
Valron: "Are the Phase Cannons safe to use? Or, well. Safe as anything can get on this hot mess of a ship?"
Metal Man (GM): Seems he was just being a jerk and felt like giving you a puzzle.
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Oh... I wasn't supposed to tell you about those but you found it on your own. Uh, yes, they work. Well. Give me a moment first with this."
Metal Man (GM): He seems to barely keep the shields going.
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "...Best not to use them yet."
Valron: "Understood. Will continue performing evasive maneuvers."
Metal Man (GM): Speaking of that, huge ship at 6 o'clock, gunning for you. Time for more maneuvers.
Valron: *d20+7 woah dangmobiles.*
Metal Man (GM): You don't quite make it. But what happens with Ael? You see the ship get a bead on you, then violently explode.
Valron: "Whew... Thanks for covering me."
Ael: "The Explode Spell CAN explode entire ships... if you master it. I don't have many more of those left in me though."
Valron: "Status on the shields?"
Metal Man (GM): Dr. Robotnik then adjusts the shields...
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "I found an extra shield generator down here. We are... several times overpowered."
Metal Man (GM): You near the head blockade ship.
Valron: "Phase Cannons are go, then?"
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Uh... fire the Phase cannons now, maybe?" *BZT* "Ow. I guess Borne was hoping you wouldn't find them."
Ael: "That just means he should lean on the button until everything in front of us is a charred mass."
Valron: "Heh. Tempted to take this as my reward. One phaser hellstorm, coming right up!" *PHASE CANNONS, FIIIIIIIRE.*
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Er... he would obviously not go for that. But... I am not him."
Ael: "We'll see about stealing it when this is over."
Metal Man (GM): You watch the ship in front of you glow violently for one moment.. ..Then vanish in the next, leaving molten metal and parts everywhere.
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Hm. That DID use a lot of power. Do take care not to use them again until the heat gauges are down, or we will be molten metal next."
Valron: "Understood." *He nods, keeping track of the heat gauges.*
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "And he told me that is only allowed once you are safely there so that you don't melt."
Metal Man (GM): They're currently maxxed--the one flaw of this gun. It'll take... 2-3 rounds to cool. You near the head ship.
Valron: "Has he not heard of cooling systems? Eesh..."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "I try not to build them. I fear what might happen if I invented good enough ones. What remains of my free will is willingly abstaining from doing things like that."
Valron: "I... see. Fair enough."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "That's also why he didn't want you to know they existed. I made sure they would overheat. I don't want him to have a perfected weapon... It would be against my original self's wishes."
Ael: "Right, let's finish this..."
Valron: "Don't blame 'im."
Metal Man (GM): You finally get a comms. It is of a man, shrouded in metallic bits.
Valron: "Makes wanting to sn-" *He stops, patching the comms through* "What do you want?"
Dweezil Commander: "You! You are the mad people trying to melt us into scrap! For no reason! Your world is awful and unordered, run by the Mad Time Cops! Our sensors detect you are not implanted with Borne mind control chips. Defect to us and you will be paid lavishly!"
Ael walks near Dragoshi, appearing on his screen.
Valron: *He glances at Ael like 'Is he serious'.*
Dweezil Commander: "Oh... f@#$!"
Metal Man (GM): The comms cuts out and several ships begin running away.
Ael: "Last time I met them, I melted their ships into a gigantic ball of copper."
Valron: "...Tch. I was hoping to threaten them into paying us lavishly for survival and blowing them up anyways."
Ael: "Then solidified it and destroyed their homeworld with it."
Valron: "Oh well. At least this simplifies matters."
Ael: "If I even had 1/10th of my magic power that would be happening again. Instead, I have to use this limousine of a ship. Take us to their main ship, I'm dealing with them."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "But they are running away! Surely we can just let them do that!"
Ael: "They're just going to refactor their plans to actually deal with me if we let them."
Valron: "And chance them trying this stunt again? Yeah, that too."
Metal Man (GM): They look to you--your decision. Which is now obvious.
Valron: "Honestly? Let's cut off the head."
Ael: "Take us onto the ship. Robotnik can stay behind and live."
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Right... right..."
Metal Man (GM): He'd point to the controls for forcibly boarding for Valron. The enemy ship is massive and slow, so...
Valron nods, taking note of those controls as he goes to make use of them.
Metal Man (GM): An easy piloting check to break on. Their guns alone cannot seem to breach the shields of the ship you're on.
Valron: *1d20+7 Let's do this.*
Metal Man (GM): *SLAM* You smash into them, opening up a hole to board on.
Ael: "It is time we paid them a little visit."
Metal Man (GM): He cracks his knuckles and goes to walk aboard.
Valron: "Gun or blade? Which would be better for this?"
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Right... I'll keep the shield up so they can't kill me..."
Valron: *He walks off, following Ael along.*
Ael: "I'm going to say blade. They love guns."
Valron draws his scythe, nodding.
Ael: "Which is to say, they have stupid uniforms with big holes in them for knives to fit in."
Valron: "Don't have a knife, but this can carve them up nicely."
Ael: "Get ready. They tend to send a small football team at invaders."
Valron: "Very nicely."
Ael: "They make metal clanky noises when they die too."
Valron: "If it clanks hard enough it's dead. Gotcha."
Metal Man (GM): He walks to the gap and idly blows it up, throwing shrapnel inside everywhere. Revealing the hallway ahead... and the aforementioned enemy swarm.
Valron gets into stance as he takes note of the swarm, counting their numbers.
Ael: "Time to smush some Dweezils..."
Metal Man (GM): There's a good 7-10 of them. Aaand... we'll pause here. I wanna plan out this battle some. Get some more solid stats up and stuff. And my hands are tired. But. There you go. EXP will be given after that battle is finished and include events so far.
Metal Man (GM): RECAP The group... well... Valron and Ael... set about dealing with the Dweezil Imperium, despite Borne's half-hearted "help" They flew their ship, violently crashing into the flagship after incinerating the opposition. They are about to board when they get another comms call. Continuation
Illian MacGregor: "I found someone else to help you on your mission. I assume you want their help? I guarantee they should be better than Borne at helping you."
Ael: "You're asking us if we want help as we walk onto a ship outnumbered 1500 to one?"
Illian MacGregor: "...Right, I forget these things sometimes, old Quester habit."
Metal Man (GM): He presses some buttons and Volt's character shows up out of the aether next to Valron. Volt's character would have been briefed on the mission (Help Valron and Ael break into the ship) but not much else, as this was a rather short notice thing.
Valron: "Yeah, that was kind of... silly. Either way, thanks for the extra person."
Illian MacGregor: "Make sure to tell them anything I missed... I just had to be in a real hurry here because, well, I found them as you were busy fighting the entire fleet at once. I'll cover your ship while you invade. They're distracted and can't seem to properly focus on the Eternal Dauntless. Just don't take too long, their ships are powering up to leave this dimension. I think they realized you called their bluff. But don't get too cocky either. They aren't tinker toys you can just break."
Metal Man (GM): Volt: Introduce your character here--description, etc.
Volt does so.
Valron: "Right. Don't waste time, and don't be dumb about things. Got it."
Metal Man (GM): I'll give you time to describe your character and such, before we move on.
Ael: "Hm." *Looks to the new arrival.*
Valron glances over at the new person-type thing as well.
Volt: *useless but the runic tattoos that latticed her exposed flesh was enough to lay claim to her magical nature.*
Ael: "Hm. Reminiscent of Pandora. Hopefully not as loud and annoying." *He would glance about.* "When you're not dazed by teleportation tiredness..." *He points ahead* "Follow me, I know where to go on this blasted ship."
Valron: "I hope not. I've had enough of that sort of idiocy for a long time. And yes, that would be a good idea."
Eithne Hearthenholme: "Ohies? She sounds fun, Oi wagah." *Was her only response as she teetered her tiny form after Ael, head a little foggy from the sudden relocation.*
Ael: "'Fun' is a way of putting it. Just... add Dys before it and ctional after it. She was the latest and greatest of attempts by Autumnus to drive me insane by giving me a bad protege."
Valron: "...Sounds like a series of horror stories that'd be great to hear another time."
Ael: "Given you haven't screamed about how you're going to kill everyone on the ship immediately though, I can be fairly certain you aren't going to be like her. Yes. I was actually trying to help the Alsa Questers escape Xavier Ridgecrest."
Eithne Hearthenholme: "Keel ye? 'ardly any profit there, innit?"
Valron: "Good lord, the Alsa Questers. That was a mess I regret staying around with. Not like I had much of anywhere else to go, though." *He grumbles.*
Ael: "There is definitely more profit in looting these people than killing them at the moment, the Time Cops are devoid of equipment. Even if these... THINGS... use inferior machines."
Metal Man (GM): You reach a huge gate blocking the way, it just pops in the way via mechanical movers.
Ael: "All right... I know how these people work. I will move the gate. You will kill the lackeys they send to accost me."
Valron: *He also grumbles something about 'stupid lousy goddamn statues' under his breath.* "And yeah we do need to loot some stuff. I'm sure it can be converted into something a bit better later on down the line anyways. And, will do."
Eithne Hearthenholme: "So wots the plan then? Guns ablazin'?"
Valron: "Tch. Nah. Best to jam sharp things into 'em."
Eithne Hearthenholme: "Well, Oi amn't got guns any'ow. Oi'm a might lackin' in the sharp things department too but Oi wagah they dun loike cold all the same."
Valron: "Whatever works best."
Ael: "Well, guns or sharp things, or magic... anything really. They use rather weak footsoldiers... So. Get ready, because this is going to set off their alarms."
Eithne Hearthenholme: "Weak? They stupid too?"
Valron: *Nods, quickly getting into stance, scythe at the ready* "If they're weak, then we might not need to care much about their intelligence."
Ael: "Fairly dumb, yeah. Their leader isn't too bright either, but he can shoot your nose off and then shoot it twice again while it's still in the air. If we must fight him, leave it to me, otherwise you two will be brightly colored stains on the ground when he's done with you. Though I think we'll bypass him entirely..."
Eithne Hearthenholme: "Oi rathah loike me nose." *She noted as she widened her footing, her fingers wiggling eagerly.*
Metal Man (GM): He starts pulling the gate. Mechanical sounding alarms go off, then a metallic door cranks open. A man with a strange looking mechanical pistol walks out, covered in clockwork insignias as he points it at you.
Pawn: "In the name of the Dweezil Armada, I strike at thee!"
Metal Man (GM): Roll inits.
Valron: *d20+5 Should be right...*
Metal Man (GM): Order: Eithne, Dragoshi, Pawn. The Pawn is 20 feet away, to your right. You don't need to spend any time to turn in place to face him though. And yes--I have begun giving them semi-proper stats, which means they will have weapons and equipment things on them... Take your time, I consider this a bit of an introduction thing, nothing too hard. Even if you do mess up I'll just note that Ael is at least a level 10 if not higher. Mostly just introducing you to the basic stuff, for now. Noted.
Eithne Hearthenholme: *plants both her feet firmly, her eyes widening and an angry roar escaping her throat as she channels her magic...*
Volt: *d20+4 Haunted Fey Aspect.*
Metal Man (GM): What kind of save for this one? Fort, ref or will? He is fairly feeble minded, as most of his peers are. Now I check the effects on that one.
Eithne Hearthenholme: *and surrounds herself with a chaotic mess of writhing tentacles, flailing about with people entangled in those coiling tendrils.* "FEAR ME!"
Metal Man (GM): Hm. brb one sec, phone. Looked at the spell. It gives you 1 DR/Cold iron. You have a link to it so I can double check this? Fear effects that do anything stat wise have a thing listed for that. I mean. 1 DR is nice. It just isn't going to scare anyone. :p
Volt: *Lemme look. might have read the wrong spell. That's unfortunate. I get 1 DR.*
Metal Man (GM): Yup.
Pawn: "What a strange and scary thing you are! ...I must still fight you anyway!"
Metal Man (GM): Well, it DOES make you look scary, so maybe if you got a second spell that inflicted fear I could rule a bonus to that when they're used together, maybe...
Valron rushes the pawn, scythe lowered to the side, before going to attempt to tear into it with a fierce upwards swing!
Valron: *d20+4 Power Strike.*
Metal Man (GM): Hm. Running towards it... I believe that provokes an AoO? Aye, but you move into his threatened area. Ah. He can't make a ranged attack of opportunity though. Carry on then. Just keep in mind a melee-wielding or higher level opponent could probably AoO you for that. Yeah. No way is he going to dodge that. That be Pathfinder--move the wrong way and they can AoO ya. You deal him a mighty blow, blasting away half his HP in one hit. He is bloodied, but not dead.
Pawn: "You will face the wrath of the Dweezil for your actions!"
Metal Man (GM): He decides to shoot at you point blank. Not that he has any real chance of hitting a fighter with that accuracy. Whatever that is hits, or if you needed to succeed some DC it probably succeeds.
Eithne Hearthenholme and she lets loose an inhumanly loud, sonic scream.
Volt: *2d6 sonic damage.*
Metal Man (GM): He cringes, then falls over, dead. Leaving his bizarre pistol on the ground and his now useless, slashed up armor. Weird Pistol: 1d6, 19-20 crit
Ael: "Right... that's just one of them. I'm about to rip this thing all the way down and cause a small crowd of those guys to appear. You ready? Or... do you have some other plan?"
Metal Man (GM): The door he came from is still open at the moment. Alarms are still going off but not much. Well, yes. You determine it is a shoddily made piece of rubbish pistol that doesn't even do as much damage as it should. Mass produced by some cheap copper/tin press, you're amazed it still works after a few shots. You can use it, but you'd almost do better by selling it for scrap.
Valron: "Tch. I've got much better firepower than that garbage."
Ael: "If you see any ones with shiny guns it's probably good time for you to run, any of them they give shiny guns are gonna kill you. Sort of out of your range. They think you two are tho only ones aboard, I've made myself invisible to their sensors, you see."
Eithne Hearthenholme: "Roight then, on we go, duckies?"
Ael: "Yeah. Take out this next group and we can break into their engineering and make sure they get stranded very far away from this area."
Valron: "Sounds like a solid plan."
Metal Man (GM): He begins ripping the gate to shreds with magic. The alarm goes off... three more of those guys with guns walk in. They look almost entirely the same.
Pawn 2: "So you killed one of us. Now try three, you fools!"
Metal Man (GM): They all load their pathetic guns, ready for round 2. Roll inits.
Eithne Hearthenholme: "Cute, they think theys people."
Metal Man (GM): Order: Valron, Pawn 2, Pawn 3, Pawn 4, Eithne. Pawn 2 is right next to Dragoshi and the other two are to his right.
Valron goes to deal with Pawn 2 first, attempting to carve a nice chunk out of it with another fierce swing of his scythe.
Valron: *1d20+5 I screwed up that first power attack roll whoops d8+7 enjoy your horrible wound.*
Metal Man (GM): You hit him. Like a dump truck. He gets torn up. It's like that first battle all over again.
Pawn 2: "Aaargh!"
Metal Man (GM): Pawn 2. He fumbles for his gun and tries to shoot you back. He hits some air. Pawn 3. He tries to shoot you too. He blows up his gun. Pawn 4. He decides to shoot at Eithne instead.
Metal Man (GM): He hits some air a ways over her head.
Valron: "all of you are terrible at this."
Ael: "Yeah, these are their low level goons."
Pawn 2: "Ghk... why are there so many of you? There were only two last I checked!"
Pawn 3: "They said there would be only a few people to kill!"
Pawn 4: "Damn, these pistols really do suck."
Eithne Hearthenholme: "It's like theys children." *She holds up her hand almost carelessly and lets loose with a Ray of Frost to try and finish off Pawn 2.*
Metal Man (GM): He gets frosted up in the face. His weird beard is frozen.
Pawn 2: "Ow."
Valron: *Simply swings his scythe at Pawn 2, attempting to finish him off, using the momentum of his swing to try and hit Pawn 4 as well.*
Valron: *1d20+6 if this hits Pawn 2, proceed to attempt Cleave @ Pawn 4 1d8+4 damage for Pawn 2 1d20+6 Cleave @ Pawn 4*
Metal Man (GM): Hm. Hit, miss, hit. Let's see if the first one actually kills Pawn 2... Oh, I thought the 8 was an accuracy roll, heh, whoops. Yup, it does, so roll damage for Pawn 4. He gets bloodied up as well while Pawn 2 falls over like limp bread. Pawn 3 He takes his time fishing another play-toy pistol from his pocket, eating his turn. Pawn 4 He tries to shoot Dragoshi, probably in vain. 3 damage.
Valron grumbles a little as he's shot, not really feeling all that worse for wear. A bit annoyed, but not much else.
Metal Man (GM): Hit. He's nearly but not yet killed by that.
Valron: *1d20+6 If Pawn 4 is hit, Cleave @ Pawn 3*
Metal Man (GM): Hit.
Valron: *1d8+4 damage for Pawn 4 1d20+6 Cleave @ Pawn 3*
Metal Man (GM): Juuust enough to kill Pawn 4. Then... hit there.
Valron: *1d8+4 Be grateful that scythes don't have an increased crit range. Seriously.*
Metal Man (GM): Pawn 3 tries to shoot Dragoshi with his pistol, now that he finally got it out. 5 damage.
Valron: *Actually steps back a little from the force of that shot, before shaking himself off. That one certainly stung quite a bit.*
Metal Man (GM): Hit.
Valron attempts to get the last Pawn out of the way, attempting to carve it open with another fierce strike!
Valron: *1d20+5 Power Strike.*
Metal Man (GM): Finally, you manage to miss. He goes to shoot back at you. And hits some air.
Eithne Hearthenholme: "This one is a might persistent." *She notes as she gathers mana into the palms of her hand for another round of magic missile.*
Metal Man (GM): He ducks around it... seems like the RNG has decided not to let anyone hit for the moment.
Valron: *Once again tries to crush the Pawn under another devastating scythe swing.*
Valron: *d20+5 PS you're dumb 1d8+7 also damage.*
Metal Man (GM): He's almost but not entirely dead. Pawn 3. So he tries to hit you with another shot! Now he's just being annoying, as he slowly whittles at your health. That hits. Too bad I don't think those can crit. Good news: You probably don't need crit damage to kill him.
Volt: *2d6 sonic damage.*
Metal Man (GM): He falls over backwards, and stays dead.
Ael: "Hm. Guess those guys gave you a bit more trouble. Not surprising. They can start to sneak up on you."
Metal Man (GM): He rips the gate out of place.
Ael: "Now follow me, we've got a room full of gadgets to explode."
Valron: "I've felt worse. ...No, seriously, I could recount several tales of the ludicrous amounts of abuse I've taken over the course of my life, but time is of the essence."
Ael: "He's not kidding... the job he was on made being a Time Cop look nice."
Valron: *He coughs as he drinks a potion before following Ael.*
Ael: "Space ships. Evil turtles. Extraterrestrials with lightning death weapons. Hm. That's in his future, not his past. Oops."
Valron: "...So, it's business as usual. Glad to know."
Eithne Hearthenholme: "Roighto. Sounds loike somma the dreams Oi've had aftah too much o' the green wench."
Metal Man (GM): He walks through the corridor and idly waves a hand, causing a bunch of guys like the ones you killed to fall down and die up ahead.
Ael: "Sorry to chew into your practice but it'd take us all day to kill those the hard way."
Valron: "Honestly? I don't mind."
Ael: "That's why I came here anyway, to help make this quick."
Eithne Hearthenholme: "You'll 'afta tell me 'ow you did that."
Valron: "Should we take part of their armor to see if we can get anything of use out of it? Or is that for after we're done?"
Ael: "It's a bunch of trash mob armor, really. If you're hard up for armor you can buy some real armor from me with those coins your leader pays you in."
Valron: "So it'd be better converted to money than anything else. ...If one would even get anything out of it."
Metal Man (GM): You walk slowly through a series of pistons and tubes, a huge mechanical engine room. The machines drive huge arrays of cogs and gears that somehow power the ship.
Eithne Hearthenholme: "Oi could appraise a set, tell ye 'ow much its worth."
Valron: "So... what do we mess up first?"
Ael: "Well, those gears are what we mess up, mostly." *He blows some of them away.* "I don't have a lot of spells so feel free to blast some of it for me. Being dead drained me of my special powers for a bit, unfortunately, otherwise I wouldn't be needing any help at all with this..."
Valron nods, switching out to Phantom's Machinegun, going to casually blast away at the cogs. "Giant ball of copper and all that, right?"
Eithne Hearthenholme: "Wot do you wagah they weigh?"
Ael: "About 8 pounds each, due to those worthless gears."
Eithne Hearthenholme: "So much fer that plan." *She mumbles. She wont be of much use here.*
Ael: "Yeah, we'll be out of here soon anyway. This is just some cleanup work before the real thing."
Metal Man (GM): The gears fail, the ship begins to fall apart in places. The lights dim.
Valron: "That enough?"
Ael: "Now, just this way and we'll be off the ship."
Metal Man (GM): He opens a portal and goes to walk right into it.
Valron: "...Should I make sure that clone is al... right."
Ael: "Well, they took my turf."
???: "Oh, yes, do follow him into that portal, don't question anything."
Valron: "In any case, we should get back to that Cutter, right?"
Ael: "I'd do what he said, that idiot isn't going to tell you anything useful. Yes, this goes to the Cutter."
???: "I understand you have been aiding those Time Cops. The people who mismanaged your realm into chaos."
Valron: "Excellent." *He whistles a small tune as he heads off into the portal. No time for this bull.*
???: "You'll--" *WHOOSH.*
Metal Man (GM): You reappear on the Cutter. A Yellow-uniformed Robotnik salutes you.
Eithne Hearthenholme: "Wanna feel a pretty face in on wot that voice was at some point?"
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Uh, uh, good work. No one came for me. Their ship is about to... fly into a wasteland!"
Ael: "Oh, you can see what he looks like."
Valron: "Good to see you're still doing alive and well."
Metal Man (GM): He shows an image of some stern looking man in silver armor with some glowing revolver.
Ael: "Laconius, Head Imperator of the Dweezil Imperium."
Valron: "...So, how bad is the glowing hellvolver he's got there?"
Eithne Hearthenholme: "Bet that revolver would fetch a pretty penny, yeah?"
Ael: "It can home in on your weak point to further kill you when he's already gotten a critical hit on you."
Valron: "So it's an overkill blaster."
Ael: "He's killed a number of Time Cops with it, and he seems to delight in marking them off on the side of the barrel."
Valron: "...Guy's got a good taste in firearms, I can say that much."
Ael: "Nasty sort, he'll talk your ears off, then shoot them off. What we have here, anyway, is a ship that is ours. Right, fake Robotnik?"
Dr. Robotnik Clone #11: "Er... I can't disobey Borne."
Ael: "Same to me." *He starts flying the ship away from Alsa.*
Valron: "Welp. All in a day's work, I guess."
Eithne Hearthenholme: "Oi call the biggest room."
Ael: "I'll be taking this for the Time Cops. You two can go back to your leader's ship. Or you can stay with me and have the best ship. That Illian person doesn't quite know how to manage anything, really. How many Xaviers has he killed anyway?"
Valron: "The best ship? Also, out of 88? Not a one, though that's because he can't really kill Xaviers."
Ael: "I haven't killed one either, but I'm fairly certain I'll kill one first."
Valron: "They feed off time energy and are pretty much unkillable by anyone packing it. Kinda why we're important."
Eithne Hearthenholme: "Yer call... Valron, was it?"
Illian MacGregor: *C* "I'm opening a portal for you to return to my ship. We can meet with Ael later to discuss a potential Time Cop alliance."
Metal Man (GM): A portal to the Eternal Dauntless appears.
Ael: "Well, I guess it doesn't matter. He'll probably let you go here any time you want if I have my way. Though he'll probably want you to stay housed on his ratty ship..." *He shrugs* "More room for me..."
Metal Man (GM): It'll remain usable, but Illian probably wants to debrief you... and he won't pay you if you don't come back :p
Valron: "Eh. We'll probably be keeping in touch, anyways." *He shrugs, making his way over to the portal to the Eternal Dauntless.*
Ael: "Yeah... I'm sure you'll be visiting again anyway."
Metal Man (GM): He goes to work on the ship, making it more... blue. You do so, warping back to the ED... and then we pause here. I'm outta steam and need to rest. I'll figure out your rewards when not feeling about ready to fall asleep.
Metal Man (GM): Continuation. In a series of strange events, Ederick Holmes acquired for Xavier, one Professor Oak and his laboratory. Now, as they fly through space, Xavier stoically stands there, staring out the window.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Hmmm... I guess we have a scientist now... now to remember what it was I was doing again... There was a list somewhere... let me remember where it was."
Ederick Holmes pages through his notebook. "Trying to break the stalemate back home, getting back at Illian, getting revenge on that Doctor Mario..."
Metal Man (GM): The windshield has been... duct taped into place. It still hisses a bit, air escapes here or there.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Hm. You're right. I need to get back at all those people. And with my SCIENTIST, it shall be... something something."
Metal Man (GM): He presses a button.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "OAAAAK!"
Metal Man (GM): Oak walks in.
Professor Oak: "Please don't shout. I still have PTSD from when you used to do that."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Nevermind that. I need vengeance!"
Professor Oak: "You do know that warp core in the center of the room may be subtly mutating us all with its unshielded time energy, right?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Bah! What do I care, I sold my genetic purity for more phazon."
Professor Oak: "...Right."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Now let's get to the vengeance making. Hm. Let's see what the scanner says."
Metal Man (GM): He sits down, presses some buttons, and then a screen actually pops up.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Hot diggity. I managed to not blow us up looking up the news!"
Metal Man (GM): A bunch of scribbly data shows up.
Ederick Holmes glances over at the screen. "Can you, uh, translate, boss?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I'm trying to understand..."
Metal Man (GM): He stares at it.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Hm. That's right. This is a corrupted font... thing..."
Professor Oak: "Let me fix this."
Metal Man (GM): He types some things in. It reloads the font.
DWEEZIL INVADE ALSA
BORNE SHIP ATTACKS AND CRIPPLES HEAD DWEEZIL SHIP
Ederick Holmes: "Heeey, that reminds me. We ever install Joe? At least more than setting it up on the--what's invading Alsa?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Beats me. Oh... Joe. That's right!"
Metal Man (GM): He gives Joe to Oak.
Professor Oak: "This is a pokedex... no, a Smash Dex. Sky High's dex???"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Put that into the computer so we don't have to fight with it ever again."
Professor Oak: "...Oooookay."
Metal Man (GM): He takes out a chip and sticks it into the control panel. The computer goes blank, then suddenly a Game Boy style BEEP is heard.
Joe: "Oh. Wait. This isn't a Smash Dex. What... where am I?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "The Wing Fortress! You run this thing now!"
Joe: "But... I don't even know what half of these things do."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "No matter... just robo-learn them all!"
Ederick Holmes raises an eye at the computer. "Huh! It does talk."
Joe: "I do talk, just not unless needed. But this is something I need to talk about... your ship is a mess."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Boy is it ever. Clean it up!"
Joe: "I don't mean that kind of mess. I mean... several compartments are venting atmosphere. The engines are half melted. Your bizarre time contraption threatens to fall loose and kill us all."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Sounds normal to me."
Joe: "If these weird text files you wrote about 'Killing Annoying Science Man' are true, you're going to want to fix this ship before you challenge him."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Can't Oak do that?"
Professor Oak: "I deal in computers and artifacts, and Pokémon. Not fixing entire ships. Sorry."
Ederick Holmes: "It's a fixer-upper! Helps you live your life like each day's your last. 'Least that's what I tell myself."
Joe: "Well, you may be able to live in this thing, through the grace of luck, but your odds of winning against Illian are .02% currently."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Never tell me the facts!"
Joe: "...I can also give you the directions to him if you decide that risk is still doable."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "That's more like it! Let's burn that pansy to the ground!"
Ederick Holmes: "While that's an AWESOME idea, boss..."
Professor Oak: "Uh... you did notice that your ship's lasers are mostly offline, right?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Huh?"
Ederick Holmes points to Oak. "We never got much of a chance to repair the place after escaping Alsa."
Professor Oak: "You must collect enough parts to destroy him. Your ship is critically low on them."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Oh no! A fetch quest! That's even worse than being the drummer on Side Quest! I'm going to have to find a way to fix the ship all at once then. Hmmm. How could I do that..."
Metal Man (GM): He puts a hand to his chin.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I can go ANYWHERE in time, to make this happen, you know. So if any of you have any ideas based on the history of everything, I'm up for that. I don't feel like this current time is the most... profitable choice."
Ederick Holmes: "All I know is Alsa. There's a handful of nations with shipyards big enough to fix this thing, but Borne wouldn't let us back in."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Hm. So what you're saying is we go back in time to when he would let us in, or even when he was dead. Didn't you work for him or something?"
Ederick Holmes: "For far too long, yeah. Don't know if time travel would... Hm."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I've Time Traveled around Alsa so much, I half wonder if Dyne is just a result of that one time I accidentally sent Jack into the past. Or if the Time Cops are just future Mad Men!"
Ederick Holmes takes a minute to mull things over. "Was sittin' in Emerald City waitin' for something to happen for years. You'd have to go back to before he was waiting for you to show up or put up all those defenses."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Hm. Yes. I have some data. Hm. We could pop in while the Alsa Questers were making a mess. In fact, I think I know the best time to do it. He was making all those defenses, right? Well... who said they didn't come from us? We trade him data on his current defenses so that he ends up having them, in exchange for fixing this ship. Time stays the same because I'm fairly certain his bizarre knowledge of the Time Cop invasion came from one of these trips anyway."
Ederick Holmes laughs at the thought. "Hot damn! Headin' back to when all the big movers-and-shakers were around? Sounds like fun."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yeah. We can just get the equipment. I don't think anything will happen. Hopefully. ...If we see Julian though, I have data on when he went to leave Alsa. We could always mess with that. He vanished after all, it's not like time had any other plans left for him!"
Joe: "You do know that this will subtly change the future, even if it is highly likely judging by this messed up history I have detected that you already did it and you are just fulfilling a prophecy..."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Who cares about it though? As long as Ederick doesn't mind we should be safe. Otherwise Alsa is full of creeps like Red Text. I couldn't be happier to see that all get messed up."
Ederick Holmes: "Long as I don't become my own grandpa, should be fine. Fun even!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Well, there you go."
Professor Oak: "All right, but one thing. Take this."
Metal Man (GM): He takes out a weird cube.
Professor Oak: "This... is the Time Cube. It will warn you of impending future erasures that would be bad for you. I made it ages ago. Never used it, because I'm too old for time travel. Celebi could time travel, but I wasn't about to try it..."
Ederick Holmes: "Handy."
Professor Oak: "I only had it made just in case the Questers used Time Travel. Thankfully, they never did."
Metal Man (GM): He hands it to Ederick.
Professor Oak: "You can hold it because, Xavier would probably lose it."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Normally I'd object. But then I realize I have at least 20 of my weapons missing. I'll take the safe route... this one time. Now to go mess up time itself!"
Metal Man (GM): He smacks the Time Engine and you feel time changing... strangely... as the ship goes to warp speed.
Ederick Holmes takes the cube and looks it over before pocketing it. "Here we go!"
Metal Man (GM): It's a glowing, six-sided cube. It glows slightly, detecting the time travel. You're soon over Alsa, circa... .a bunch of years ago. But... give me one moment to look at the logs so I can properly note the current events and/or who you are going to have to deal with depending on where you go! Almost have it, just reading some more transcripts to get my idea 100% in line.
Ederick Holmes: "Times like these I wish I kept track of old lotto numbers. Or copied some patents I could steal. Ooh! Could totally make a bank account and get years of interest."
Metal Man (GM): Hm, just a bit more...
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I wish I kept better track of what happened here. Just trying to remember gives me a migraine."
Ederick Holmes: "It was pretty interestin' to read about the Questers years ago. Too bad it's been more than a few years since school."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yes. Why in fact--" *WARP* *You finally finish warping. The ship is over Alsa. The first thing to appear on the screen... it's Red Text.*
Red Text: This doesn't make any sense. This ship doesn't even come from this timespace. Who are you and what are you doing here?
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Hm. It's that slimy loser that loves Illian. Why don't we just blow him up." *He goes to press the button... the Time Cube vibrates loudly and makes an alarm noise.*
Ederick Holmes: "Hey, uh, bossman. Bad idea."
Professor Oak: "Hm. Guessing from the noise, I'm going to suspect doing that would change history in a way incomprehensibly annoying or bad."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "What? Fine. Somebody else talk to him, because I don't think I can fake that Illian guy."
Professor Oak: "The only person actually native to this place is Ederick. He can tell him some series of lies maybe?"
Ederick Holmes: "You like that engine doohicky we picked up from Emerald City, right? Imagine if it wasn't there 'cause Alsa wasn't here 'cause that Red Text was dead?"
Metal Man (GM): The keyboard is open for Ederick to use.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "...Hmmm... you're right. That's why I place you in charge of getting him off our case so we can go fool Borne."
Red Text: Hm. The ship is pretty messed up and silent. I guess it isn't the biggest threat, but I insist you explain things before you bother moving again, or I might blast you. Or hack you. Or both.
Ederick Holmes: "Oh. Improv style. Gimme a moment." *He approaches the keyboard and thinks.* "Crazy idea, but let's try some half truths." *He begins typing on the computer while telling Oak and Xavier what he's saying.*
Metal Man (GM): Any Knowledge (Alsa) or Knowledge (Local) can be used to help dig up data too... If you get stuck.
Ederick Holmes: "We're just passer-bys looking to repair this ship, get some supplies, and head on our way."
Red Text: You warped through time... I detect that Time Cop drive, you know. ...Ow. My head. Judge Dredd's Time Drive... ...in your ship and also crashed on the planet. That shouldn't even be possible. It's clear you need repairs, but I also need something myself. How about we trade on this, strange time travelers?
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Trading with him? Hah! Only if we can fool him!"
Professor Oak: "Be careful, we don't want to tell him anything that would ruin time itself. Use the Time Cube to check any ideas you have before you do them."
Ederick Holmes takes his hands off the keyboard. "Some sound suggestions here. Let's see if we can get what he wants, though." He sets the Time Cube by the keyboard. "What do you have in mind?"
Red Text: Judging from the decay patterns and the match to previous era-Quester ships, you are in possession of information either from the past or future... most likely future as the decay pattern on the drive indicates a lot about it sitting and rotting... I want to know one thing. One simple thing. Tell me if those Questers down there really mean anything in the end. Should I be making sure I'm on their side, or are they just completely irrelevant to history?
Professor Oak: "The cube should be able to tell us if that's a safe thing to answer..."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I'm pretty sure I know this one." *He coughs, then laughs.* "You can tell him... hahahah... they're entirely meaningless!"
Metal Man (GM): The cube doesn't make any noises.
Ederick Holmes looks back to the others. "One single question. Not that bad... And the cube doesn't seem to care. Huh."
Professor Oak: "Of course, it's hard to say. That may be harmless due to being true OR false... I never paid attention to the things that happened here."
Red Text: With Borne in power and the Questers moved to a remote island, I get the feeling they probably aren't as important as a friend claimed they were... But it's good to make sure.
Ederick Holmes: "I remember reading that the Questers and Red Text fought a lot. Worst case scenario they just bicker some more, right?" *He would put his hands back on the keyboard.*
Professor Oak: "It seems fairly set in stone at this point that they always bicker, if these logs I'm reading are right."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Worthless, all of them."
Ederick Holmes: "Pretty meaningless and worthless. Let's put it this way: there's no Questers on Alsa in the time period we came from."
Red Text: ...Hm. That is not too shocking, but... to know that is incredibly valuable. Go on your way--you saved me a lot of wasted time.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "All right, full speed ahead to... hmmm. Wherever on that big continent Borne is."
Metal Man (GM): The ship flies over the much smaller, still damaged looking Capital City. You get a comms.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Hm. I'm going to make it so only you are present for this one, Ederick. Might mess with history if any of us peanut gallery types get seen with you."
Ederick Holmes nods. "That should be the place. Marley should be kicked to the curb at this point."
Metal Man (GM): The image turns on. To Ederick, he'd see a younger, much shinier looking Borne.
Borne: *C* "All right, whatever the hell this thing is, tell me what you are before I send my new fleet of ships to destroy you. I just got done moving the Questers off to another continent and dealing with Sloan and the evil Garrick Fy'aar. I don't need mystery Ship #3 to ruin my day now."
Metal Man (GM): Given the time he doesn't precisely know who Ederick is. Ederick on the other hand still remembers the "Avengers" and their protocols, including how to note being in the organization... and his old badge... The fist smashing an image of the Questers... it's anyone's guess what it is in this time, but... you can always check.
Ederick Holmes would try to recall some of those old signs from the more mental parts of Borne's bootcamp. *d20 Knowledge * .oO(Why did I goof off during Borne Appreciation Week?)
Metal Man (GM): You remember, partially because you always had to do it before Borne. And there he is, looking better and more idealized than even before! It'd be as simple as holding up the badge, noting your name and position ("Venture Platoon") and then also noting, as you just now remember, "Temporal Scenario #4!" As he even put in a code for those given he expected time travel to occur. You're not sure if all of this will actually work but it's better than nothing, the cube doesn't seem to mind. (Though you're not sure if the cube reads minds...)
Ederick Holmes: "Boy, sir, do I have some good news for you!" *He'd hold up the badge with a crooked grin and hopes he has a chance to spit in the man's coffee. He'd go off-name just so he doesn't screw himself over in so many years.* "Ah, Joe Smith, Venture Platoon. Got a Temporal Scenario #4."
Metal Man (GM): He would stand there, confused for a moment, then take out a bunch of papers laying around,
Borne: "Damn. Sending agents to myself from the future am I? What's the situation that I've sent you back for? Have to make sure Time Cops haven't stolen my organization from me or something, nothing big."
Ederick Holmes: "Almost the exact opposite, sir. We're giving some neat-o tech to you in exchange for some time in the shipyard with the engies. Repairs and resupplies."
Borne: "Hmmm..." *He puts a hand to his chin.* "That sounds almost too good to be true... which means it probably is... which means I should do it anyway because if you have any secret traps for me I can simply destroy them. Not going to lose my streak after defeating the Questers and Sloan. All right, if what you say is true, then land in Westopolis. Right... here." *He points at a part that... used to be the Quester Stadium.* "That part is nice and large, since I cleared out those invaders from this planet a while ago. I'll be there to inspect this... thing... personally."
Ederick Holmes: "Sure thing, boss-man. Just, ah... Well, nah. You're probably not afraid of the mutations or anything."
Borne: "Mutations? What of them?"
Ederick Holmes: "Well, just familiar ol' tinglies for the bridge crew by now. Can't say all the combat details since future you classified that stuff, but our time core is a tad... Undershielded after some heavy fighting above Alsa."
Borne: "Hm. Last thing I need to do is to turn into Vylch. There's a reason I have him handle that highly unstable reality engine project to send the Questers home... Vylch can go and deal with the core then. That sound fine with you? I'm sure you'd like it to stop irradiating you. In exchange... maybe I can figure out what to do with that ship crashed onto my nation's shores..."
Metal Man (GM): The cube beeps a bit.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "That's right, if he had a functioning one of those, a lot of people would be screwed!"
Ederick Holmes: "Ooh... The last guys didn't tell you about that? That thing's practically a ticking nuke. I mean, if you leave it there you don't need to worry 'bout it. I can personally say it's been a huge boon. It's just going to be beyond your reach for quite a few years."
Borne: "Hm... fine. I'll take what you have and repair your ship fast enough that it doesn't kill us all when it eventually explodes. Now land before I change my mind... I have bigger things to handle."
Ederick Holmes grins and gives a cheesy salute before leaving Xavier to cut the comms and land.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Right. Everything is going to plan. Landing now. Why... it seems nothing at all should go wrong."
Ederick Holmes: "Hey, think there's any souvenirs from the Quester's stadium we could pick up while we're there?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I'm not detecting anything down there. I'm thinking it's over on that island I heard about."
Ederick Holmes: "Shame. Always heard they had neat gizmos."
Metal Man (GM): The Time Drive starts acting odd as you go to land.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Is it always supposed to do that?"
Metal Man (GM): The Time Cube begins to also act up.
Professor Oak: "Strange, it wasn't doing that earlier. Is it us?"
Joe: "No, I've just detected... yet another Wing Fortress."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Buh?"
Ederick Holmes: "Huh. Think it could be just another period of you, boss?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Mayb--"
Metal Man (GM): *WARP* A heavily wounded Metal Man falls in.
Metal Man: "Damn! Undone by my own Questers! Now to--what the hell?"
Metal Man (GM): He stands up and stares at Xavier.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I don't remember this happening to myself..."
Metal Man: "You're me! And I'm you! But this isn't where I was supposed to wind up!"
Metal Man (GM): The Time Drive slowly begins to overload, as the ship lands.
Joe: "It doesn't like him being here one bit, I can tell you that."
Metal Man: "This doesn't make any sense... what am I doing with my Wing Fortress HERE? The Questers just defeated me for saving them from themselves!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Oh no. This must be one of my previous incarnations before I overwrote them with the current me. He's like me, but he's also like Illian, and it makes no sense at all!"
Metal Man: "Who are these people? I am the real Xavier Ridgecrest, fool! And The Void must be destroyed!"
Metal Man (GM): He stands up, then falls on his face.
Ederick Holmes: "Okay, Metal Men, let's get off this thing before that drive explodes."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Don't have to tell me twice."
Metal Man (GM): He drags himself off by the remaining leg.
Metal Man: "But technically we heard that line twice!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Shaddup and I won't think of replacing you with me somehow before I can figure out what's going on."
Ederick Holmes takes the Time Cube and follows them.
Metal Man: "No one can silence Xavier Ridgecrest!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "You're calling yourself no one."
Metal Man: "...Oh."
Metal Man (GM): You walk outside, into the area. You see you're in a crater where the Quester HQ was here. There's huge soundproof walls in all directions.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Well that's just great. If I break these I just know it's gonna harm history."
Metal Man: "You moron. I am the one who protects history! The Void will be killed. I will save the world like I did those Expelians!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Now that just makes no sense at all."
Ederick Holmes: "Boss, that sounds weird coming from you."
Metal Man: "Well, I became their God! They worshiped my toaster. Then the Questers ruined it all by invading!"
Ederick Holmes begins pacing back and forth, thinking. "You know, we don't have long until Vylch gets here. What are we going to do here?"
Metal Man: "The right thing. Kill Garrick!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Kill Garrick?"
Metal Man: "He killed me with a MAC Cannon shell!"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Hm. I should kill him..."
Metal Man (GM): Time cube beeps.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "...Sometime that won't screw up all of history."
Ederick Holmes: "Hey, getting distracted by the real issue here."
Professor Oak: "I checked the logs. This Metal belongs slightly further ahead in the future. He must have gotten deflected by our time device."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Can't we warp him there?"
Professor Oak: "Not with the Time Engine about to explode."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Let's shove him under the ship or something, he's starting to annoy me."
Metal Man: "Fools! I can save you all!"
Xavier Ridgecrest smacks him.
Metal Man (GM): Vylch starts walking into view.
Ederick Holmes: "Great. We're running out of time. So I take it doing any sort of time warpery would make things go boom right now? Let's just shut him up and hide him for now."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yeah."
Metal Man: "You won't get away with this! I have a bunch of things to do and--"
Metal Man (GM): Xavier kicks his suit, destroying his suit speaker.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Old trick. Don't show anyone else how to do it or I'll put three speakers on my suit just to make sure that doesn't happen. You find somewhere to put him while I go talk to Vylch."
Metal Man (GM): He'd walk over to talk to Vylch. Your choices to hide Metal Man are...
Ederick Holmes looks about. Is there rubble from the stadium nearby?
Metal Man (GM): Under the ship: He might crawl out and it's close... hm. There ARE some chunks of foundation laying around.
Vylch: "Zo, you are here to give us the information?"
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Yes. Pay no attention to anything behind me. Those are our assistants."
Vylch: "But you aren't Ederick..."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "I'm his cousin!"
Vylch: "That seems very unlikely..."
Metal Man: "Mmmph."
Metal Man (GM): You drag him away without much difficulty.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "All right, we, have a temporal situation... you take the stuff and fix this ship and we can all be happy."
Ederick Holmes: "Suit's surprisingly lighter when you're missing some limbs."
Vylch: *Throws hands up in the air* "Show me the stuff before I make a move I regret later."
Metal Man: *Quietly due to speaker being gone* "Blame those... Questers... bah..."
Metal Man (GM): You eventually drag him to safety and hidingness.
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Uhhh... Ederick will be around to do that in a minute. You can't look at my stuff directly without it destroying your... past-brain."
Vylch: "Reallee? Vatever. Hurry oup, I have important zeenks to do."
Ederick Holmes would take out the phase pistol. "Now, see this? I'm gonna hope you know about the Mad Men and how they can mess you up. Think it over and stay put until we get back." He smiles at Metal and pockets that handcannon before jogging back to the ship and the others.
Metal Man (GM): He stares at you and goes silent, realizing what you have. You walk to the others. Vylch is looking nonplussed.
Vylch: "Make with da tech or I ve goink now."
Xavier Ridgecrest: "Right away. Uhhhh... you have some means you use to give tech to those people, right Ederick?"
Metal Man (GM): The old dex you used is on the ship still, but it was also something you used while under Borne.
Ederick Holmes: "Give the tech? Oh, right. Yeah, let me just... Fetch it. Was getting it ready before I came over." *He would rush back into the ship, grabbing Oak and dragging him along if he's still outside.*
Vylch: "Tsk." *He taps his foot, waiting.* "Zis had better be worth it."
Metal Man (GM): You do so.
Professor Oak: "Huh? What do you need me for, young man?"
Ederick Holmes: "Didn't think this whole plan through!"
Professor Oak: "Hm. What can I do then..."
Metal Man (GM): The dex sits there, next to it is the chip.
Ederick Holmes: "I've seen first-hand what Borne has. This ship's faced his most advanced ships. No idea how to give that to the weird guy outside."
Joe: "The drive is holding steady now that the irritant has been removed..."
Professor Oak: "Hm. Let me cross-link the logs and Borne's tech. Hm... seems I can't find anything... must be a bad connection..." *He taps his pocket computer.*
Ederick Holmes: "'ey, Joe, can you scrounge up video or combat logs or anything with this ship's fight against Borne?"
Joe: "Sure, let me take a look..."
Metal Man (GM): ...And on that I'll pause for now. Gotta get ready for work and stuff. +300 EXP, +333 GP/coins In any case, thanks for showing up as usual, Ari. I'll try and get that next person we need for the Xavier side.