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<blockquote data-quote="Calinon" data-source="post: 2122139" data-attributes="member: 13737"><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>EPIC Headquarters</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>Mega-city of New York</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>October 27, 2120</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>Sanjay</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Oh," is all Monica says, but she looks relieved at least. After a bit of trying to listen through the door, unsuccessfully, the two of you head for breakfast in the mess hall. Cosmo is just leaving as you are about to go in. He seems exceedingly cheerful, whistling a little tune and balancing a metal cannister on a finger as he merrily jaunts past you. He doesn't even pause to insult or threaten either of you.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"O... kay... that was wierd," Monica says as you enter the mess.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">The two of you get your food in relative peace and quiet, but about halfway through chowing down, Monica looks towards the door. In one fluid motion she switches to hybrid form, which does amazing things to how her skirt fits. Her ears twitch, and in another fluid motion she changes back.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"They're here!" she says, abandoning her plate and grabbing your arm. "C'mon!"</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>Johan</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Too confusing," Anna says, squeezing the bridge of her nose between her fingers.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Jennifer seems to listen to you, however, and it appears she believes you.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><em>Diplomacy (DC12): 15 succeeds (she likes you afterall)</em></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><em>Jennifer's sense motive (DC20): 25 (so you better not be lying...)</em></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">She starts to climb down when the other Johan rises up behind her, from the far side of the robot. Before you can do anything, he lunges forward and grabs her. "Gotcha, ya little weasel!" he says. With your focus upwards at Jennifer, you missed him forming a human pyramid out of himself. He absorbs his duplicates in quick succession, ending up standing on the floor with Jennifer. "Gimme that," he says, pulling the glove away from her as she struggles to get away from him.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"I was being good!" she squeals. "Lemme go!"</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">While your other self doesn't notice, Mr. Bunny suddenly has a very large lack of interest in the stuffed bunny, and doesn't seem so much a cuddly bunny at the moment. He is ponderously picking himself up off the floor with an angry expression. More troubling, you hear a slight crackle from the robot beside you as it's power core starts to activate.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Anna may not notice Mr. Bunny, but she definitely notices when the diagnostic panel connected to the robot lights up. She pushes a button and nothing happens, resulting in her pushing the button several times rapidly.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Uh oh," she says. "Maybe you should let her go, Johan," she says with much concern.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>Vince</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Your quest to find and contact Michelle isn't successful. When you get to her room, her door is ajar and peeking inside it looks like "Hurricaine Jessica" has struck again. You find yourself once more thankful that you scare the ever loving crap out of her. Getting out to the parking lot, however, you find all the vehicles available to you. There's that van, and that van, and that SUV, and Trailblazer's 'Vette, and that bus and... It takes about half a second to find Trailblazers spare keys in the car pool office.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Your drive to the hospital is short, but you are pretty sure that you only made a handful of moving violations. With a squeal of the brakes you slide to a halt in front of the hospital, drawing everyone's attention from nearby. As you get out, you garner yet more attention. A pair of onlookers even snap a few photos. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Nobody screams or attacks you.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Jun Po is standing outside of the hospital in a pair of ill fitting men's jeans and an overlarge t-shirt. Both are rolled up significantly. She is also barefoot. She looks very relieved that you are here, and doesn't make a single comment about your driving.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Thank goodness, Vincent," she says, and you can't help but think she looks very much like a child... mind you, one that can punch through a steel door... in those clothes. "I do not think another hour in Doctor Johnson's spare clothing would be bearable. I think I am ready to... you have a tail," she says to you matter-of-factly. She looks at you with a critical eye. "I do not recall that, or you being that size, nor those spikes. I particularly like the horns; very much like those on one of my relics."</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Nobody screams or attacks you.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"Nice car," she comments finally, with a knowing smirk.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>Aboard the EPIC Jet</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>X12</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">The jet starts its approach. BA ... I mean X12 ... looks like he's starting to come to (but not until we land har har!).</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>Michael</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">"He'll be fine, once Monica gets a hold of him. Monica, Monica, Monica, Monica, Monica!" Dara says, bouncing in her chair as the plane starts its approach. "I bet you remember Monica," she says, poking you. "She doesn't like you very much after what you and Cosmo did, you know," she says. "I can't wait to show her the new stuff I designed! We're gonna have so much fun tonight! Well, after she has her X time," she snickers. "Whatcha gonna do tonight, huh?"</span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><em>The landing and ruiniting will be next. Sorry to you folks on the plane. I should be introducing you fairly soon, Deva, depending on what happens with the folks at EPIC here in the near future.</em></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Calinon, post: 2122139, member: 13737"] [FONT=Times New Roman][B]EPIC Headquarters Mega-city of New York October 27, 2120[/B] [B]Sanjay[/B] "Oh," is all Monica says, but she looks relieved at least. After a bit of trying to listen through the door, unsuccessfully, the two of you head for breakfast in the mess hall. Cosmo is just leaving as you are about to go in. He seems exceedingly cheerful, whistling a little tune and balancing a metal cannister on a finger as he merrily jaunts past you. He doesn't even pause to insult or threaten either of you. "O... kay... that was wierd," Monica says as you enter the mess. The two of you get your food in relative peace and quiet, but about halfway through chowing down, Monica looks towards the door. In one fluid motion she switches to hybrid form, which does amazing things to how her skirt fits. Her ears twitch, and in another fluid motion she changes back. "They're here!" she says, abandoning her plate and grabbing your arm. "C'mon!" [B]Johan[/B] "Too confusing," Anna says, squeezing the bridge of her nose between her fingers. Jennifer seems to listen to you, however, and it appears she believes you. [I]Diplomacy (DC12): 15 succeeds (she likes you afterall) Jennifer's sense motive (DC20): 25 (so you better not be lying...)[/I] She starts to climb down when the other Johan rises up behind her, from the far side of the robot. Before you can do anything, he lunges forward and grabs her. "Gotcha, ya little weasel!" he says. With your focus upwards at Jennifer, you missed him forming a human pyramid out of himself. He absorbs his duplicates in quick succession, ending up standing on the floor with Jennifer. "Gimme that," he says, pulling the glove away from her as she struggles to get away from him. "I was being good!" she squeals. "Lemme go!" While your other self doesn't notice, Mr. Bunny suddenly has a very large lack of interest in the stuffed bunny, and doesn't seem so much a cuddly bunny at the moment. He is ponderously picking himself up off the floor with an angry expression. More troubling, you hear a slight crackle from the robot beside you as it's power core starts to activate. Anna may not notice Mr. Bunny, but she definitely notices when the diagnostic panel connected to the robot lights up. She pushes a button and nothing happens, resulting in her pushing the button several times rapidly. "Uh oh," she says. "Maybe you should let her go, Johan," she says with much concern. [B]Vince[/B] Your quest to find and contact Michelle isn't successful. When you get to her room, her door is ajar and peeking inside it looks like "Hurricaine Jessica" has struck again. You find yourself once more thankful that you scare the ever loving crap out of her. Getting out to the parking lot, however, you find all the vehicles available to you. There's that van, and that van, and that SUV, and Trailblazer's 'Vette, and that bus and... It takes about half a second to find Trailblazers spare keys in the car pool office. Your drive to the hospital is short, but you are pretty sure that you only made a handful of moving violations. With a squeal of the brakes you slide to a halt in front of the hospital, drawing everyone's attention from nearby. As you get out, you garner yet more attention. A pair of onlookers even snap a few photos. Nobody screams or attacks you. Jun Po is standing outside of the hospital in a pair of ill fitting men's jeans and an overlarge t-shirt. Both are rolled up significantly. She is also barefoot. She looks very relieved that you are here, and doesn't make a single comment about your driving. "Thank goodness, Vincent," she says, and you can't help but think she looks very much like a child... mind you, one that can punch through a steel door... in those clothes. "I do not think another hour in Doctor Johnson's spare clothing would be bearable. I think I am ready to... you have a tail," she says to you matter-of-factly. She looks at you with a critical eye. "I do not recall that, or you being that size, nor those spikes. I particularly like the horns; very much like those on one of my relics." Nobody screams or attacks you. "Nice car," she comments finally, with a knowing smirk. [B]Aboard the EPIC Jet[/B] [B]X12[/B] The jet starts its approach. BA ... I mean X12 ... looks like he's starting to come to (but not until we land har har!). [B]Michael[/B] "He'll be fine, once Monica gets a hold of him. Monica, Monica, Monica, Monica, Monica!" Dara says, bouncing in her chair as the plane starts its approach. "I bet you remember Monica," she says, poking you. "She doesn't like you very much after what you and Cosmo did, you know," she says. "I can't wait to show her the new stuff I designed! We're gonna have so much fun tonight! Well, after she has her X time," she snickers. "Whatcha gonna do tonight, huh?" [I]The landing and ruiniting will be next. Sorry to you folks on the plane. I should be introducing you fairly soon, Deva, depending on what happens with the folks at EPIC here in the near future.[/I][/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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