Oct 15, 2011

==Game Session: Oct 15, 2011==
*Storyteller: Mandi
*Format: Fantasy Grounds
==Characters Present==
*Devon Hollant
*Madison Kinde
*Evan Kinde
*Guillaume Arnaud Valjean Dantès Hohenstaufen-Fortaner du Arles
*Rava Dimir
*Babycakes
==Summary==
Last we left our intrepid anti-heroes, in response to Evan's unprovoked rampage, Madison entranced a few mortals staying at the hotel, Martin and Edwina, and you were able to get his hunger under control with the help of Devon's grapple. However, it was clear that the frenzies are getting more severe. Madison seemed to be getting more anxious about leaving the Oasis, and everyone received a little package from Teague (who picked up the deliveries at the Caliphate after they were left there anonymously). 
Rava and Devon struck off for the cemetery to collect some dirt, and Devon noted the presence of a few observing ghosts. Madison received a strange call from someone that clearly pissed her off, and she called someone else later (and seemed more weirded out) on while flipping through an old magazine from the 1980s. She mentioned something about Nate and seemed incredulous. She pressed the issue of returning to Cairo .
Fort becomes friends with a local, Hassan, who explains that some of the locals have drowned in the lake recently. "Heavy water," he explained. You all decided to check it out, and head up to the lake on a boat to see if there's anything going on.
Well lucky for you, there was! Rava said enigmatically that the water holds memories, and may be ghost snot. Evan postulated that it was some sort of leviathan's droppings, and Guy told a story about a bunch of misled children that drowned whose souls were trapped by the sea. After pinwheeling in the water, you reached the center of the lake. Devon noted that there was no reflection in the water, and Evan takes a sample of the water. The water was extremely cold and dark, and everyone began to hear voices. Madison tried to jump and Evan seriously considered it - they were stopped.
The water seemed to be singing, or something inside of it was, according to Fort. Devon was not convinced they were ghosts, and Rava pointed out that there were shadows lurking in the waves. Guy spoke in Latin with a fisherman on a boat, and Madison seemed distracted by voices from the lake, which caused her to desire to flee. Rava was then tangled with a shadow from the lake as Madison shot the fisherman right in the forehead. As they returned to the shore, Rava stated that the shadows were being controlled. 
They attempted to leave, but were stopped by two local fisherman on the shore who were holding a rocket launcher and a machine gun. Serious business. Devon stabbed one in the chest with his bone spikes, and the fisherman's eyes turned black. Rava appeared in the fisherman's shadow and slashes the fisherman's chest. Madison shot one repeatedly and dead-on, Guy attacked one with his sword in a flurry of slashes, and Evan shivved the fisherman's neck. The fisherman are clearly unnatural and soaked with shadows.
Evan is suddenly picked up by a speeding Asian woman who disappears with him back into town. Guy follows, and Devon, Rava, Fort and Hassan are standing on the beach. Madison returns to the bus while the others finish off the fishermen, who Fort tosses into the water. Rava was holding the shadows like snakes around her hands, and released them as Madison pulled up with the bus.
==Entire Log==
Chat log started at 15.10.2011 / 20:50:09
World of Darkness for Fantasy Grounds II
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It's nearly 8pm and the sun has finally set in the desert. Due to the low horizon, it takes a lot longer for the sun to settle. Everyone who was asleep last night is now awake, with one less blood point in their systems.{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): I believe in the Satanism of Ren McCormack{C}As you all wake up, you hear the faint sound of cackling coming from outside the hotel.{C}Campaign saved.{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): (The main character of Footloose){C}Evan is hopefully in his room alone when he gets up{C}Evan comes out of the closet{C}MJ (Evan): loooooooooooool{C}Guy is accustomed to the sound of cackling, and calmly shaves.{C}Anyone with animal ken may roll wits + animal ken. {C}Devon is already awake. Peers through the peephole of his door to see anything.{C}Devon: Wits +2, Animal Ken +2 (1 success ) [4d10 = 16]{C}Rava wakes up frantically rubbing her shoulders trying to get some invisible whatever off of her skin. She eventually regains her composure and rises. {C}Madison scrambles out from under the sheets. She takes a moment to get her shit together before stepping out into the lobby.{C}Devon walks over to the hole in his wall and speaks up a bit. "Rava."{C}Rava walks over and answers, "Devon."{C}Evan: Resolve +2, Composure +2 (0 successes ) [4d10 = 7]{C}Devon: I hear something like Hyenas.{C}Rava: It is probably hyenas.{C}Rava: They live around here, you know?{C}Devon: Mmm. {C}Rava: I'm hungry.
Guy can probably hear Evan's freakout, being in the next room.{C}Evan bursts out of his room, screaming. His clothes are already ripped and shredded in places, and he is trying to actively shred his skin. Also: Hodor.{C}Devon gets all of his shit together and pops on his backpack. He hears Evan and frowns. Definitely not coming out just yet.{C}Rava curls a lip as she hears the all-too-familiar sounds of a vampire losing their shit. "Ugh."{C}Guy emerges from his room in a hurry, bearing that huge fiberglass riot shield Devon found. "Doctor Kinde!"{C}Evan probably heads to the first human heartbeat that he can hear, either with or without auspex.{C}Guy is bout to shield bash a bitch to his senses.{C}Campaign saved.{C}Devon then goes outside to stop Evan. "Evan." Yeah, that's not helpful.
Babycakes is swimming in the pool. He's wearing at least 12 arm floaties all over his body.{C}Guy: Weaponry +4, Strength +2, Vigor +3 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [9d10 = 49]{C}Guy: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 7]{C}Rava opens her door to join the others. She watches passively as they go to help Evan.{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): can I also roll to grapple Evan or something if he escapes the shield?{C}Guy manages to push the shield against Evan so he's pressed against the wall.
Guy: Doctor Kinde! Get ahold of yourself!
Leetsepeak (Devon): I just want to hit Evan
Madison stays back, hoping the boys have got this.
Evan should roll str + athletics.
Rava folds her arms impatiently.
Devon stands just behind Guy, waiting to see if Evan gets out.
Evan: Strength +3, Athletics +1 (2 successes ) [4d10 = 29]
Leetsepeak (Devon): they should include 7 in there
Evan wriggles out from the shield and shrieks, jumping over the bannister and landing on his knees on the gravel below.
Storyteller: yeah they should
Devon jumps down to follow him. And hopefully grapple him.
Roll str + athletics to grapple please
Leetsepeak (Devon): I like to hold him down before I go to town
Leetsepeak (Devon): can I pop Vigor as well
Madison calls down from the upper floor. "Don't hurt him!"
Campaign saved.
Rava sighs irritably. "He needs food. Like we all do."
Devon: Strength +4, Vigor +2, Athletics +2 (2 successes ) [8d10 = 43]
Evan: Strength +3, Athletics +1 (0 successes ) [4d10 = 11]
Leetsepeak (Devon): evidence suggests Evan is the bottom
Guy recoils from being shoved back by the frenzy-strengthened doctor, regaining his footing and following toward where Devon wrestles with the man. "If you would but take care of yourselves panics like this would not be an issue!"
Leetsepeak (Devon): good luck with that
Evan: Strength +3, Brawl +3 (2 successes ) [6d10 = 33]
Devon easily tackles Evan and wrestles him to the ground. They are face to face, and Evan continues to howl.
Evan: Br:Surprise +4, -3 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 6]
Madison rushes into Evan's room and searches for his cooler of blood packs.{C}Devon: Strength +4, Brawl +3, Vigor +2 (4 successes you get 2 RollAgains) [9d10 = 55]{C}Devon: Reroll +2 (0 successes ) [2d10 = 12]{C}Evan: 0 successes [1d10 = 1]{C}Devon moves his head to the side, evading Evan's feral snaps. He is able to hold Evan down easily, and Evan can barely move.
Devon: Evan. Don't do anything to injure yourself without purpose.{C}Devon says this to a franzying vampire.{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): frenzying, too{C}Guy tosses the shield aside for a moment, following Madison. "Where does he keep his blood?"{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): FRANZY{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): THE REAL DANGER{C}Rava goes back inside her room and grabs her book. She reads it while standing on the balcony, occassionally looking up to survey the situation on the ground floor.{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): which show?{C}Storyteller: (boring emo drama here){C}Leetsepeak (Devon): oh, the Kindred show{C}Evan keeps baring those weird, blade-like fangs at Devon and snarling.{C}Campaign saved.{C}Devon looks at him like it's dirt.
Evan: Resolve +2, Composure +2, +1 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [5d10 = 32]
Leetsepeak (Devon): waking up with Devon on top of you
Madison: There's a cooler somewhere. He keeps it in a cooler.{C}Evan: Reroll +1 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [1d10 = 10]{C}Evan is able to regain some composure, but he is still desperate and seeking blood. He will still take the first thing that is available.{C}Evan: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 2]{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): that's some way to wake
Guy: Wits +3, Composure +3 (1 success ) [6d10 = 26]
Guy searches the room as best he can for this 'cooler'.
Storyteller: Evan can at least talk slightly now
Evan: Need to feed. Fuck...off.
Devon: Patience is a virtue.
Guy finds the cooler in the bathtub.
Evan: FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUDVONN
There's only 1 unit of blood left.{C}Evan: Strength +3, Athletics +1 (1 success ) [4d10 = 27]{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): Devon has four of them{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): in his pack{C}Evan: OFF. NOW.{C}Guy grabs the pack, calling to Madison - "I have all that is left, here." He yogs out to Devon and the Doctor, waving it.{C}Evan is struggling to get free, more than to try to bite at Devon.{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): should I roll for STR + Brawl again or no{C}No, you don't have to roll unless Evan gets 2 successes.
Devon: If you would stop struggling, I have what you need. 
Fort waddles up to the scene wearing a ducky inner tube. "What is wrong can I help Doctor Kinde?"
Leetsepeak (Devon): a big black
Leetsepeak (Devon): bloodpack
Campaign saved.
Devon: Babycakes. Reach into my pack. Get the blood.
Evan should roll wits + empathy 
Madison: Stay back, Fort!
Evan snarls and struggles to get to Fort. "GO. BACK. AWAY."
Fort looks paralyzed by indecision.
Devon is gonna call him Babycakes, whatever.
Evan: Strength +3, Brawl +3 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [6d10 = 31]
Evan: Reroll +1 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [1d10 = 10]
Guy turns over the blood pack in his hands, then eventually just holds it out to Evan.
Evan: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 5]
Leetsepeak (Devon): DEVON HAD FIVE SUCCESSES 
Evan: 1 success [1d10 = 8]
Devon: Strength +4, Vigor +2, Brawl +3 (3 successes ) [9d10 = 45]
Leetsepeak (Devon): 2 to 3
Leetsepeak (Devon): oh shoot, no
Evan grabs at the blood pack Guy has, and then is flattened again by Devon.
Evan: WWHHHHHHHHHY
Devon eases up for him to feed. 
Evan scrambles to grab the blood pack from Guy, but is pulled down by Devon. Locked in an ultimate struggle, like a bear vs. a unicorn.
Evan flails at Guy
Madison busts into Devon's room and searches for his bloodpacks. "WHERE?"{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): oh Madison{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): they're in his backpack, on his back
Quimpy (Madison): fffff
Evan: please please please stop it stop stop
Devon tries to hold him in a headlock like he's giving him a noogie. Instead he's giving him a blood pack.
Fort gets back in the pool and floats to the center, treading water cautiously.
Guy holds out the blood pack to Evan again, clearly dismayed. "Here, take it!"
Evan: Strength +3, Brawl +3, +1 (4 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [7d10 = 47]
Evan: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 2]
Leetsepeak (Devon): do I roll again or
Evan attempts to fling Devon into the pool
Storyteller: The cemetery is about a 15 minutes walk tops
Evan is more concentrated on blood though, so
Storyteller: Yes, roll again to keep holding him
Devon: Strength +4, Brawl +3, Vigor +2 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [9d10 = 40]
Devon: Reroll +1 (1 success ) [1d10 = 9]
Leetsepeak (Devon): wellp
Campaign saved.
Evan kicks Devon in the knee and breaks free of his grip.
Leetsepeak (Devon): hahahahahahah
Madison probably just steals something valuable from Devon's room instead. What a klepto.{C}Evan grabs at the blood pack from Guy{C}Fort drifts towards the other side of the pool.{C}Devon left nothing in his room, thanks for stealing the soap bitch{C}Evan stares at Fort while gnawing into the blood pack{C}Devon reaches into his own pack to produce another bloodpack for Evan. It's even shittier than that one!
Fort: hello
Leetsepeak (Devon): nahhhhh
Leetsepeak (Devon): oh yeah cakes
Storyteller: There's the hotel manager, and there are a few guests on the first floor, you assume{C}Guy takes a step back, as Evan bites into the plastic. "How do you let yourselves grow so hungry?" He pauses, then gestures at Evan. "...Well, you, you are burned. I understand."{C}Devon will at least try to cover Evan to make less of a scene. Maybe they're just looking at something funny together.
Leetsepeak (Devon): or maybe they're drinking blood, who knows{C}Evan is covered in blood, wearing torn clothes, and clearly still mad with hunger if not actually frenzied.{C}Madison doesn't like any of the stuff she finds in Devon's room. She heads downstairs to attend to Fort. Can't have him being eaten now, we're just getting to know him!{C}Evan staggers back into his room to change, if he can muster that much self control.{C}Devon hopes to god he can, he's embarassing the family.
Leetsepeak (Devon): stop making a scene, Evan
Fort climbs out of the pool and stands next to Madison. "Mister Doctor Kinde is mad."
Rava goes back into her room and grabs her purse. She emerges and heads downstairs.
Guy: No, Fort. He is just very hungry.
Campaign saved.
Devon looks around, trying to identify if anyone is watching via Auspex.Maybe he'll spot them or smell them or some shit.{C}Madison: Where are your clothes?{C}Rava 's brow tenses a bit and touches her purse. She starts to rummage through it.
Fort pulls a twix from his Dora the Explorer backpack on the deck. "He can have this. I am done with it." It's half-eaten.{C}Madison: He's allergic, Fort.
Evan exits his room, looking like he dressed in a hurry, which of course he did. He heads towards the homes in the distance without making a deal about it, because he has at least that much self control left.
Evan is pointedly not looking at Fort.
Fort picks up his clothes from the deck and gets dressed. He keeps the floaties on.
Evan is pointedly ignoring that blood filled, fleshy ghoul
Madison attempts to remove the floaties. They've made enough of a scene tonight already.{C}Fort reluctantly lets her have them.{C}Guy retrieves the riot shield, heading into his room to cut his long-ass hippie hair off and finish shaving.{C}Guy had, like, half a giant bushy beard during this entire thing.{C}Devon is still looking around for witnesses.{C}Rava stares at the ground for a moment with a wtf look on her face.{C}A window curtain in room 13 just moved.{C}Madison's phone buzzes.
Madison answers her phone.
Rava walks over to join the others.
Devon: Rava. You're hungry, yes?{C}Campaign saved.{C}Rava seems to be out of focus, staring into her purse. She takes a moment before answering Devon. "Mm? Yes. Yes, I am."{C}Guy flushes a large mass of blond hair down the toilet in his room, emerging to join the others with his instrument case.{C}Devon peers at her purse. "Room 13." he murmurs. {C}Rava arches a brow. "That's a bit out in the open don't you think?"{C}Madison talking into her phone, begins to raise her voice. "What/ No. Where do you get off calling now? What do you want?"{C}Quimpy (Madison): except question mark where that slash is{C}Devon: They've seen something.
Rava: Mm.
Madison: I'm not your 'doll'. And I'm busy right now. What is this about?
Rava: Shall we, then?
Rava eyes Devon, a small smirk playing on her lips.
Devon is not amused. He glances at the others.
Rava glances at Guy and his instrument case.
Guy peeks in on Madison. "Mademoiselle, do you need assistance?"
Campaign saved.
Evan knocks on a door or two, however many it takes for him to find someone at home
Madison: EAT SHIT AND DIE.
Madison puts away her phone, clearing her throat.
There are voices from room 13. Two voices, a male and female.
Devon moves with Rava all nonchalant in the direction of room 13. He knocks on the door.
Guy backs away suddenly at Madison's outcry, turning and covering his face. He is clearly rebuked.{C}Madison directed that at the phone but...she seems okay with telling off Guy as well for the moment.{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): I AM SO TINY{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): you caught the Devon{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): and you're not going back
Madison takes Fort along with him to join the others. "C'mon we need you to watch the door for us."
Campaign saved.
Leetsepeak (Devon): hahaha, that face
Leetsepeak (Devon): I see boobies
Leetsepeak (Devon): Guy will cover his eyes as he kills her
Quimpy (Madison): it looks like he's reacting to boobies{C}You hear the man say SHHHHH.{C}Male hotel guest: Uhh. Hello?{C}Rava glances at Devon.{C}Quimpy (Madison): Do I need line of sight to use entrancement?{C}Devon: Excuse me, are you alright? I heard a noise.{C}Storyteller: (In your case no, Madison can use her voice){C}Quimpy (Madison): shit yeah{C}Female hotel guest: We're fine. Thank you.
Madison calls into the room, reaching out to the people inside. "Can you let us in? It's very important."
Male hotel guest: I said shhhh!
Male hotel guest: We're fine. THANK YOU. Go away.{C}Evan keeps on knocking on doors, looking for someone to attack. Not very subtle.{C}Madison: Manipulation +3, Empathy +2, Majesty +4 (4 successes you get 3 RollAgains) [9d10 = 60]{C}Madison: Reroll +3 (1 success ) [3d10 = 21]{C}Male hotel guest: 0 successes [2d10 = 8]{C}Male hotel guest opens the door immediately. "Hello..."{C}Madison: Can we come in? {C}Madison is already walking in, past the man.{C}Rava smiles.{C}Rava follows Madison in.{C}The man is blonde with a ponytail. He's wearing a bathtowel and flip flops. The lady is on the bed wearing a robe. They probably came in from the pool before dark.
Campaign saved.
Leetsepeak (Devon): duude looks like a ladehhh
Guy is going to abstain from this blood party. Two mortals, five vampires? That's really, really pushing it. He lingers outside, with Fort and whoever else is out there.{C}Male hotel guest: Yes, yes of course. My name is Martin, this is my wife, Edwina. {C}Madison: Fort, stay outside the door and cover your ears. Devon, door.{C}Devon closes the door while the two of them stand outside.{C}Male hotel guest lets Madison in, and doesn't move his eyes away from her.
Fort stands with Guy. "Do we know them?"
Guy: No, Fort.
Devon: Fort. Tell us about your...
Devon: Poker Men.
Female hotel guest: Excuse me, but who exactly are you?
Fort: I have them ALL!
Madison looks at Rava, then the woman. Non-verbal communication.
Rava smiles, glancing at Madison with a tilt of her head.
Female hotel guest accepts that form of communication.
Guy contemplates 'poker men' and 'having them all'. "How often do you meet your poker men?"
Storyteller: Madison has the option to do whatever she likes to them. They wil not fight back.
Leetsepeak (Devon): maybe she can tell them what to do
Leetsepeak (Devon): ENJOY MY FRIEND, SHE'S GREAT WITH PEOPLE{C}Rava walks over and sits on the bed next to female hotel guest.{C}Madison leans in close and hold the woman in her arms. She tilts her neck atan angle for Rava. "Sit still. This won't hurt."{C}Rava chows down. She makes all sorts of mm and nn noises.{C}Fort: My favorite is Blastoise! His ability is Torrent and Rain Dish. He is 188.5lbs with a 5.9% catch rate and his abilities are Torrent and Rain Dish. That is a HIDDEN ABILITY!{C}Campaign saved.{C}Female hotel guest tilts her neck willingly.{C}Devon: I see. He must be very powerful.{C}Madison leaves her to that and takes the man on the floor. She makes out with him first probably, leaving smudgy lipstick stains all over before going for his neck to feed.{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): yeah{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): 1 Vitae = 1 point of lethal{C}Quimpy (Madison): I will go with 4. I'm not as desperate as Rava{C}Female hotel guest collapses on the bed, nearly drained. She passes out.{C}Quimpy (Madison): PATHETIC REALLY{C}Rava finishes, taking a handkerchief from her purse and dabbing her mouth. She smiles at the woman, nods to Madison, then rises, making her way to the door.{C}Male hotel guest lies down, making goo-goo eyes at Madison.{C}Guy 's eyes kind of gloss over as Fort describes the pokemon. "How does rain relate to poker?"{C}Devon is down with Guy and Fort.{C}Devon y'know, DOOOWNNNN.{C}Fort: Blastoise is a WATER-TYPE pokey-mon. He evolves from WARTORTLE! That's level 36.{C}Madison leaves him on the floor and steps out. "Next time anyone needs to eat, just ASK. We have to stop this shit."{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): nope{C}Guy isn't feeding on the couple, he has Rules from the Old World that he follows adherently.{C}Evan: Dexterity +3, St:Stalking +3 (3 successes ) [6d10 = 38]{C}Devon: Yes. Evan has not returned yet.{C}Rava walks upstairs and goes into Evan's room.{C}Devon: Madison. Who called?{C}Campaign saved.{C}Madison: None of your business but I think something is happening back in the city. We have to finish this as soon as possible.{C}Evan: 2 successes you get 1 RollAgain [8d10 = 39]{C}Evan: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 6]{C}Rava comes back down to join the others with a polite smile. "Something is happening in the city?"{C}Fort: Dexterity +3, Streetwise +2 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [5d10 = 36]{C}Fort: Reroll +1 (1 success ) [1d10 = 8]{C}Devon shrugs.{C}Madison nods. "Don't ask me what. I don't know."{C}Fort: 1 success you get 1 RollAgain [1d10 = 10]{C}Fort: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 7]{C}Evan: Presence +1, Subterfuge +2 (1 success ) [3d10 = 19]{C}Rava: Mm. I have business in the graveyard. That will be my first stop.{C}Guy busts out his mobile device and texts the sherriff. "Something, you say. Hmm."{C}Rava glances between them all.{C}Evan: Strength +3, Br:Surprise +4 (3 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [7d10 = 37]{C}Evan: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 6]{C}Evan: Willpower +5 (4 successes you get 2 RollAgains) [5d10 = 43]{C}Evan: Reroll +2 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [2d10 = 19]{C}Evan: Reroll +1 (1 success ) [1d10 = 8]{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): man what was THAT for{C}Guy texts very rapidly, like a pro. Watch how fast I can type motherfucker.{C}Storyteller: SOmeone's lucky day{C}Madison: I'll take Fort and find Evan before he does something else stupid.{C}Guy: I shall accompany you, Mademoiselle.{C}Devon: Myself as well.{C}Madison: Go with Rava. I'll come find you.{C}Hotel Manager walks out to the courtyard area. "Excuse me. Hello?"{C}Devon: Ensure he's safe.{C}Campaign saved.{C}Guy nods slightly, then bows slighty, turning to Rava. "Madame."{C}Madison walks past the manager, not acknowledging his presence. {C}Hotel Manager: Is there a Mr. Hugo here? Victor Hugo?{C}Rava bows slightly to Guy, then gives Devon a stern look, "You would let me wander around here by myself? I could get jumped." {C}Devon glances at Rava, like he's only now remembering what they planned. He ignores the Hotel Manager.{C}Devon: My apologies.{C}Hotel Manager waves a parcel in the air.{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): can we roll to recall who's alias that was?{C}Storyteller: Yes, double wits{C}Rava: Wits +2, Wits +2 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [4d10 = 24]{C}Rava: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 2]{C}Devon: Wits +2, Wits +2 (1 success ) [4d10 = 18]{C}Storyteller: (It was Guy's){C}Madison has already left to go find Evan with Fort. "Can you track down Evan? Do you remember how?"{C}Rava glances at Guy and elbows him lightly.{C}Guy blinks, with surprise, then quietly gasps. "Ah yes!" He turns to the hotel manger. "I am Victor Hugo, yes."{C}Fort: Yes. I saw him. I can follow his feets.{C}Fort immediately starts running into town.{C}Hotel Manager hands the package to Guy. "A man brought it here from Cairo this morning."{C}Hotel Manager holds out his palm.{C}Madison follows behind Fort. Dude, where's my brother?{C}Campaign saved.{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): with the car{C}Hotel Manager looks at Guy and then at his palm.{C}Hotel Manager >:|{C}Guy looks at the Hotel Manager, then nods slightly. "Ah, yes. Of course." He drops a wad of bills into his hand.{C}Storyteller: (It's empty){C}Guy opens his package with his straight razor.{C}Hotel Manager goes back into the lobby after nodding. "May your water taste sweet."{C}Devon observes Guy.{C}Rava eyes the package.{C}Guy does reply to the manager, with a polite "if Allah wills it".{C}Guy seems a little perplexed by the package, handing a post card to Devon and a photograph to Rava. After plucking from it a ring-box, he closes it once more, for the moment.{C}doomfunk (Guy): >investigate ring box{C}doomfunk (Guy): >open ring box{C}Rava studies the photograph.{C}doomfunk (Guy): eat ring{C}Devon looks at the postcard. What mysteries will it contain? The location of Carmen Sandiego.{C}Campaign saved.{C}Guy: Evidently Monsieur Teague found these delivered to us at the Caliphate, and sent them after us.{C}Rava: Did he say who it was from?{C}Guy: No, Madame.{C}Evan is still heading toward the hotel then, probably runs into Fort if he's being tracked.{C}Devon: Hmm. {C}Guy plucks a signet from the little box in his hand, sliding it onto his finger with a very mixed expression.{C}Devon looks around, trying to find SOMETHING.{C}Madison is with Fort when they cross paths with Evan. "You alright?"{C}Madison: I mean...considering...{C}Evan nods, "Sorry about...all of that."{C}Rava actually looks at the photograph now, and horror briefly flashes on her face as she studies it.{C}Devon: What is it?{C}Devon looks at Rava.{C}Rava shows Devon the photo.{C}Evan: At least the only thing with lasting damage is my pride.{C}Madison: We're going to meet the others at the graveyard. We need to finish this errand and get back to Cairo. Something is up. {C}Campaign saved.{C}Evan: I would prefer to not be away from my home while this injured, as well.{C}Devon frowns so hard his face caves in and becomes a black hole.{C}Evan turns, heading toward the cemetary instead.{C}Rava pockets the picture.{C}Devon: Keep close, I suppose.{C}MJ (Evan): cemetery ffs{C}Rava: Let's go.{C}Quimpy (Madison): mine was sufficiently creepy. thanks{C}Rava glances at Devon and Guy before taking off in the direction of the graveyard.{C}Hotel Manager: Mister Evan Doctor Kinde are you ok now?{C}Devon starts to walks towards the cemetary with her.{C}Storyteller: damn it{C}Storyteller: that was Fort{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): no it wasn't{C}Storyteller: they are ONE IN THE SAME now {C}Guy will be giving a magazine to Madison and a small parcel to Evan when the coterie reunites.{C}Guy as, like, a first order of business.{C}Evan: I'm fine. Thank you for following my instructions and waiting outside at the correct time.{C}Evan: I'm sorry if I was scary.{C}It's nearly 9pm when you start walking towards the Cemetery. {C}Leetsepeak (Devon): that took an hour{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): THANKS EVAN{C}Storyteller: Eating people, evan's crazy shit, and the parcels{C}Madison: Next time just ask me for help. We can't afford to make mistakes out here.{C}You see the shops are still open, as most businesses in Egypt don't close until 11pm or so, since they don't really open until after noon anyway.{C}Campaign saved.{C}Evan: You know I prefer to not bother you.{C}Evan: This was not what I intended to have happen.{C}Rava will be heading straight for the cemetery.{C}Devon: Evan, drop by the souk and get a new phone.{C}Devon promptly walks avay with Rava.{C}Madison: When it comes down to things like this? Bother me. The last thing I need is for Mosquito-Arms to kill you the next time that happens.{C}A man at the book store watches them walk by. He clutches a book to his chest and says a prayer.{C}Evan: Who? Oh. Yes.{C}Evan bargains like an old woman over the price of the phone at the souk{C}Madison is reminded of phones and dials up Teague on the way.{C}Storyteller: roll manipulation + persuasion {C}Leetsepeak (Devon): MEANWHILE, IN ITALY{C}Evan sets his phone up as he walks toward the cemetery, receiving a text message apparently right after he sets his phone up. "Fucking apple products. Mahdi won't let me live this purchase down."{C}Storyteller: just Evan, for haggling{C}Evan: Manipulation +3, ph/so unskill -1 (1 success ) [2d10 = 13]{C}Madison: Who the hell is Arthur? It's Madison. Is everything okay back there? 
You see a man shake a fist at Evan, then look pleased with their interaction. Weird.
Leetsepeak (Devon): hahahahaha
Guy hands Madison and Evan their magazine and parcel. "Teague.. sent these after us."
Rava , upon arriving at the cemetery, will take out a few plastic containers and begin gathering DIRT into them.
Campaign saved.
Devon watches. Well what do you know. It's dirt.{C}Evan looks dubiously at the package as he continues on to the cemetery with Madison. "Arthur is the goose."{C}Storyteller: Where does Rava get the dirt from?{C}Storyteller: Specifically{C}Madison flips through the magazine while talking on the phone. "You saw WHO? Are you fucking with me?" {C}Storyteller: The cemetery has a few dozen above-ground tombs. You can collect sand from the lids, the tombstones, inside a grave or the ground between graves.{C}Guy follows along toward the cemetery.{C}Bookstore Clerk: Evan's phone buzzes.
Storyteller: goddamn it
Madison: Nate DIED, Teague. Remember? You were there. 
Devon WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT, /CLERK/
Rava collects dirt from inside the graves and the ground between graves.
Evan prods at his phone, answering or checking the message as necessary
Madison: Are you alright? You don't seem yourself. Did something happen?{C}Evan texts back furiously.{C}Madison looks visibly concerned at the magazine. She quickly stuffs it into her purse.{C}Rava flares her nostrils. Old habit. She looks around for something, then turns to Devon. "Do you feel that?"{C}Devon looks at the grave like someone is there. "Hello."{C}There's nothing in front of him that Rava can see.
Campaign saved.
Rava tenses a brow, glancing at Devon and then whatever he's looking at, which is nothing?{C}Madison: Okay...Uh. Is something going on back in Cairo? I'm getting a weird feeling.
Devon: I feel nothing.
Storyteller: emo
Rava: Who are you talking to?
Leetsepeak (Devon): isn't just being emo{C}Rava: Is one of them here?{C}Devon: Yes.{C}Devon: We're not welcome, apparently. Are you finished?
Rava: I think so.
Devon: To the others, then.
Rava nods and walks briskly the hell out of there.
Devon totally does seem unnerved, in spite of his tone.
Evan turns his phone to silent and shoves it in his back pocket.
Rava hands Devon a plastic container of dirt. "Like we discussed."
Evan: takes a moment and opens the package, wondering what's in the boooox{C}Storyteller: already told you {C}Madison: Just call if you see Nate again. Or anymore werefucks. Call me, okay? We'll be back in Cairo as soon as we can.
Devon takes the dirt and puts it away. "Yes." He looks at the others when they arrive. "We've got what we needed, and an additional warning."
Devon: Wha-?
Guy: I thought Nate was ash. What is going on?
Rava arches a brow. "Werewolves?"
Fort comes back to the group from the Candy store with a friend.
Evan: Wait, is that all we needed?
Campaign saved.
Evan: It's dirt.{C}Devon: I said the same.{C}Rava: Astute.{C}Devon looks at Fort's friend.
Rava: It isn't all we needed. You got a phone.{C}They're talking about poker men.
Rava smiles.
Evan looks at Fort, and the friend. "Hm. Right. There you are."
Everyone should roll double int.
Rava: Intelligence +4, Intelligence +4 (1 success ) [8d10 = 36]
Madison: Intelligence +2, Intelligence +2 (2 successes ) [4d10 = 22]
Quimpy (Madison): oooooh
Evan: Intelligence +4, Intelligence +4 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [8d10 = 48]
Evan: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 5]
Storyteller: is doom afk?
Guy: Intelligence +2, Intelligence +2 (1 success ) [4d10 = 21]
Storyteller: devonnnnnn
Devon: Intelligence +4, Intelligence +4 (0 successes ) [8d10 = 30]
Leetsepeak (Devon): ouch
Quimpy (Madison): i make maximum use of madison's tiny birdbrain{C}Evan is just staring at the friend for a second before he says, "You know we're not done. Here, I mean. We as in, us, ah."{C}Rava: Certainly not.{C}Evan: We need to find information. We didn't just come here for your worthless grave dirt.{C}Rava rolls her eyes.{C}Madison hangs up the phone. "Whatever we're gonna do we should do it fa--"{C}Evan looks like he would gladly roll her face{C}Madison stops to stare at Fort's new pal.
Campaign saved.
Evan: Hassan. Maybe you can help us?
Evan: If you're feeling less tired?{C}Guy: I must say, I do not understand why there would be so many automata in this village.{C}Fort: Yes... I was tired but I'm fine now. How can I help my out of town friends?
Storyteller: damn it
Hassan: that was me
Devon clenches his fist, looking at "Hassan."
Rava eyes Hassan.
Hassan: 0 successes [2d10 = 10]
Hassan seems oblivious.
Evan puts his hand on Hassan's shoulder, "Have you heard of anyone going missing lately? Anything like that?"{C}Hassan is about 18 years old and is eating a milk chocolate cadbury egg and holding a dusty DS with a pokemon blue game loaded in it.{C}Evan seems pretty focused on Hassan.{C}Hassan: Missing? I guess... you mean like dead?{C}Fort whispers something to Guy. He looks pleased with himself.{C}Evan: Yes...or just someone who appeared to move away suddenly{C}Guy leans toward the huge man as he whispers.{C}Campaign saved.{C}Guy nods toward Fort. "Thank you, that will be quite useful to know."{C}Hassan: Well, some of my friends moved to Cairo and Alexandria. I am considering goign to Alexandria myself.{C}Hassan: Of course, we do lose a lot of people in the lake...{C}Hassan: But I mean, they just drown.{C}Rava: Lose?{C}Evan shakes his head slightly. "Can you show me---us to the lake?"{C}Hassan: Well no one can swim really. It's that heavy water. I read about it in national geographic.
Devon whispers to Rava.
Guy opens his mouth for a moment, then closes it. "Heavy water?"
Evan: You know. Deuterium.
Rava looks around, whispering back.
Hassan points north. "Sure. There are boats at the boat house, go rent one and meet me at the shore if you want to sail though. I can't afford them."
Guy: I rode with a Hans Deuter once. What is this deuterium?
Evan: It's...you know, I'll tell you later. Alright, Hassan. Thank you.
Devon: Intelligence +4, Occult +3 (1 success ) [7d10 = 39]
Storyteller: Anyone may roll int + occult to think about this weird water stuff
Evan starts heading in the direction of the boat houses, looking generally miffed.
Hassan runs up towards the lake.
Rava: Intelligence +4, Occult +3 (1 success ) [7d10 = 25]
Guy: Intelligence +2, Occult +2 (0 successes ) [4d10 = 12]
Campaign saved.
doomfunk (Guy): CURSE OF THREEEEEEEEE
Devon follows him, but slowly. He keeps glancing at the shadows, then Evan.
Madison: Intelligence +2, Occult +1 (1 success ) [3d10 = 18]
Evan: Intelligence +4, Occult +1 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [5d10 = 27]
Evan: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 4]
Leetsepeak (Devon): Evan, the one who won't believe it{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): perfect{C}Quimpy (Madison): Mr. Kinde sr. told the kiddies about deuterium aaaall the time{C}Evan: Deuterium is quite poisonous you know, in large doses.{C}Evan: I have no idea whether such things naturally occur, honestly...{C}Evan: people around here probably think it's some kind of leviathon's leavings. Or ghost snot.{C}Rava: Ghost snot may not be far off.{C}Evan: Did you know that a rat can only live with deuterium for a week before it dies?{C}Rava: Ectoplasm is.. a /thing/ you know.{C}Evan: Strange that people continue to live here...considering its primary effect in humans with long term exposure is sterility.{C}Guy: Hah, like we have to worry about that.{C}Evan talks over Rava like she's spouting childish nonsense
Rava shakes her head. Children.
Madison: Right. Boat. Let's go see what this mess is about.{C}Campaign saved.{C}Devon: Yes.{C}Guy covers his mouth after a moment. "Hassan, what are the ages of the people who disappear?"{C}Rava looks up, as if remembering something. "I'd like to get a sample of this water."{C}Hassan is on the shore.{C}Guy hustles over to Hassan to ask him that.{C}Evan: You know, I heard a funny story from a friend when I was growing up, this just reminded me...something about water being a mirror between the worlds of the living and the damned.{C}There's no one in the boat house. Except if you have auspex, then you can clearly see a man tending the cash register.{C}Evan pays the man whatever the rate is on the board for a boat rental. "Yella."{C}Devon: Go on.{C}Devon crosses his arms and looks at the man behind the register.{C}The man points to a boat with the number 13 painted on the side. It has 2 oars.{C}Rava: It also holds memories.{C}Evan: Well, my friend believed that water which was closer to the damned was heavier. It's a fairy tale.{C}Evan smiles at Rava like she's completely retarded. "Okay. So, there's your boat."{C}Guy: In places, it also holds the souls of thousands of children foolishly thought to be protected by God.{C}Rava ignores it because she knows she's right and heads onto the boat.
Fort: I don't like these stories.{C}Evan: The children's crusade, eh?
Campaign saved.
Guy: Mhm. I am not fond of that story, either.
Evan: I thought that was supposed to have been disproven.
Storyteller: Your stunt doubles are at the swimming pool apparently
Guy: Ah, Doctor Kinde. An excellent rule of thumb in dealing with Catholics is that every member of their church lies to them.
Guy: Speaking as a good Catholic in life, this is absolutely the case.
Rava laughs at Guy's remark.{C}Quimpy (Madison): i'm swimming to america
Quimpy (Madison): bye guys
Evan: Generally speaking, humans lie. There's little need to be more specific about motives{C}doomfunk (Guy): hits the other shore, i'm jogging to america
doomfunk (Guy): bye guys
Quimpy (Madison): ZEUS
Quimpy (Madison): so three gods go to the beach
You get to the beach and notice Hassan sitting on the shore, tossing rocks in the water.
Guy: Hassan, how old are the people - generally - who disappear?
There are two fishermen on the shore, pulling in a net, and you can easily see another fisherman in a solitary boat just a short way out on the water.
Campaign saved.
Leetsepeak (Devon): I'm on a boat and{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): it's going fast and
Hassan: I dunno. Some kids... some young people... some adults. Couple old people...
Guy nods slightly. "Thank you, Hassan"
Madison asks Fort to make her a sandcastle while the others decide who will get on the boat.
Leetsepeak (Devon): ride on dat bitch
Leetsepeak (Devon): who is he
Quimpy (Madison): hahah
Guy takes an oar.
Rava sits back.
Guy: Stamina +3, Weaponry +4 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [7d10 = 44]
Guy: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 4]
Devon stands like captain morgan. But not really.
Hassan: Double stamina to row the boat. 
Guy is rowing this fucker alone? You fucking slackers
Devon will offer to roll.
Madison helps row.
Devon: Stamina +3, Stamina +3 (1 success ) [6d10 = 26]
Guy: Stamina +3, Stamina +3 (0 successes ) [6d10 = 22]
Rava doesn't help with a goddamn thing.{C}Madison steers then.{C}Quimpy (Madison): Fuck rowin'
Campaign saved.
Evan: Stamina +2, Stamina +2 (1 success ) [4d10 = 18]
Leetsepeak (Devon): goddammit guy
Madison: Strength +1, Drive +4 (1 success ) [5d10 = 26]
Leetsepeak (Devon): we're barely makin' it
doomfunk (Guy): goddamnit my fucking dice in every game ever
Madison is able to hold onto the rudder but can't quite turn the boat from the shore.{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): I still think 7s should count as successes{C}But that's ok, the boat is a little stagnant for about 10 minutes.
Evan gives Rava a look, "As you pointed out, being sterile hardly matters to us, as does being chivalrous. Get rowing, Zsazsa."
Storyteller: roll again
Guy: Stamina +3, Stamina +3 (1 success ) [6d10 = 28]
Guy was the one who made the sterility joke..!
Devon: Stamina +3, Stamina +3 (2 successes ) [6d10 = 35]
doomfunk (Guy): the boat: spins
Leetsepeak (Devon): are you there god, it's me connor{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): the fuck you doin'
Quimpy (Madison): do i need to roll again too?
The boat starts to spin towards Devon's side.{C}Hassan: yes{C}Madison: Strength +1, Drive +4 (1 success ) [5d10 = 30]{C}Rava: I'm sorry, I must have missed it when you became my commander.
Guy: Mon Dieu, Devon, not so much force! We need it steady, we could tip!
Madison is able to keep the boat mostly steady, it doesn't spin, but it goes no where.{C}Quimpy (Madison): Hassan is probably laughing at us{C}Devon: I am sorry.{C}10 minutes pass. Fort is waving at the fishermen.{C}Guy: Stamina +3, Stamina +3 (0 successes ) [6d10 = 19]{C}Devon: Rava, Evan. Don't fight.
Devon: Stamina +3, Stamina +3 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [6d10 = 29]
Evan: Strength +3, ph/so unskill -1 (0 successes ) [2d10 = 12]
Devon: Reroll +1 (1 success ) [1d10 = 9]
Madison: Strength +1, Drive +4 (0 successes ) [5d10 = 15]
Evan pesters his sister in an attempt to help steer
The boat pinwheels for 10 fucking minutes.
Guy: Stamina +3, Stamina +3 (2 successes ) [6d10 = 32]
Devon: This is not good.
Fort vomits overboard.
Devon: Stamina +3, Stamina +3 (2 successes ) [6d10 = 40]
Campaign saved.
Leetsepeak (Devon): oh thank god
Guy highfives Devon while they row.
Devon returns the high five.
Madison: Strength +1, Drive +4 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [5d10 = 30]
Madison: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 5]
You arrive at the center of the lake. It's dark and very calm out here.{C}Guy: Some neonate tried to tell me the high five was a promissory gesture for future coitus between men.{C}Roll wits + investigation {C}Guy shakes his head slowly. "It is clearly celebratory! Anyone can tell this."{C}Devon: Wits +2, Investigation +2 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [4d10 = 25]{C}Devon: Reroll +1 (1 success ) [1d10 = 8]{C}Guy: Wits +3, -1 (1 success ) [2d10 = 11]{C}Rava: Wits +2, Investigation +2 (0 successes ) [4d10 = 14]{C}Evan: Wits +3, Investigation +2 (0 successes ) [5d10 = 20]{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): DON'T WORRY GUYS
Leetsepeak (Devon): I GOT THIS
Madison: Wits +3, Investigation +2 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [5d10 = 34]
Madison: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 1]
Devon: There is no reflection in the water.
Fort: 1 success you get 1 RollAgain [3d10 = 16]
Fort: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 3]
Devon: And it's far too calm.{C}Rava takes out a vial and submerges it underwater in order to fill it.{C}Guy: Is this water?{C}Everyone is so exhausted when you reach the center of the lake at nearly 10pm that you all zone out, relishing the serenity of the peaceful water.{C}Storyteller: (except Devon){C}Leetsepeak (Devon): shittery is afoot{C}Guy is quite accustomed to zoning out. Catholic mass is fucking stone dull.{C}Evan stares at the water, having a highlander moment{C}Rava: Composure +3, Resolve +3 (3 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [6d10 = 38]{C}He remembers something tragic. Someone also lost their head. No big.{C}Rava: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 7]{C}Devon glances at the others. {C}Campaign saved.{C}Madison stares at the water like a dumbass.{C}Guy is fingering his signet ring.{C}Rava just sort of shivers a moment before taking the vial out, slowly. She stares at it like it's a kaleidoscope.
Devon: Rava. Take your sample.
Rava: I did. Look at it.
Rava holds it out to Devon while still staring into its murkiness.
Devon: Yes. Fascinating. Evan? Madison? Is there anything else?
Evan looks like he's about to reply with his scientific opinion as usual but then just shrugs. {C}Rava: It's very cold. /Very/ cold.
Evan: Willpower +5 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [5d10 = 25]
Evan: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 6]
Evan: No.
Devon: This is an unnatural phenomena, clearly. Guy? Fort?
Evan says this more to the water than to Devon.
Devon goes rigid, looking out to the water. "You are not here."
Roll resolve + composure to refuse to do what I told you in Skype.
Madison shivers as she stares at the surface of the lake. She tries to get a closer look without going over.
Devon: Resolve +3, Composure +2 (3 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [5d10 = 36]
Devon: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 2]
Guy: Resolve +3, Composure +3 (4 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [6d10 = 49]
Guy: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 2]
Leetsepeak (Devon): we are heroes
Campaign saved.
Rava: Resolve +3, Composure +3 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [6d10 = 33]
Rava: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 6]
Guy: Did anyone hear that?
Rava puts the vial away and stares out into the water. Her expression is melancholy.
Devon: We're being bewitched.{C}Roll wits + occult. {C}Rava: Grandmama?{C}Storyteller: (everyone){C}Rava: Wits +2, Occult +3 (2 successes ) [5d10 = 24]{C}Guy: Wits +3, Occult +2 (1 success ) [5d10 = 25]{C}Devon: Wits +2, Occult +3 (2 successes ) [5d10 = 31]{C}Evan says firmly, "I don't hear anything."{C}Evan: Wits +3, Occult +1 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [4d10 = 21]{C}Evan: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 4]{C}Devon: Rava. Madison.{C}Rava blinks, looking over at Devon.{C}Madison: Occult +1, Wits +3 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [4d10 = 21]{C}Madison: Reroll +1, Resolve +3, Composure +2 (0 successes ) [6d10 = 20]{C}Quimpy (Madison): sorry about that{C}Devon: Your grandmama is not here. Focus.{C}Rava: Yes.. Yes, how ridiculous.{C}Both of the Kindes are standing at the edge of the boat. Madison is about to jump. Evan looks hesitent but willing.{C}Rava glances back at the water like she doesn't really believe that.{C}Guy grabs Madison by the wrist. "Mademoiselle."{C}Devon goes to Evan, putting a very firm hand on his shoulder. "Evan."{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): man{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): you guys do a faux french accent just like my brother{C}Evan shrugs Devon's hand off his shoulder. He puts his arm around Madison, and sits her back down at the rudder also.{C}Madison turns to Guy and seems to snap back to the real world. "I...sorry."{C}Rava: We've found the prime suspect it seems...{C}Guy holds up his other hand. "No, no. Just have a seat, your brother is right here." He nods to Evan.{C}Evan: Water.{C}Campaign saved.{C}Rava: Yes. "It's water."{C}Devon: Haunted.{C}Devon: It is haunted.{C}Rava nods.{C}Evan: Great.{C}Fort: They're singing.
Rava: I don't suppose anyone here is capable of performing an exocism?{C}Rava says this with an air of amusement.{C}Guy makes an odd choking noise in the back of his throat.{C}Rava turns to Fort. "Singing?"{C}Evan: If you want to tell the prince about singing, haunted water, that is your business.{C}Guy: Ahm, tut tut. Let's see if I can remember how Father Luc went about it.
Fort nods his head and points at the water. "In the water, deep down. Singing. It's really pretty."
Rava turns her head to the side, as if trying to listen.
Evan: I would recommend that we attempt to find out ...about those people from the hotel, and then leave.
Devon is looking over the edge of the boat. His expression is focused though, not that panzy shit the rest of you bitches had before.
Campaign saved.
Evan: Resolve +3, Composure +2, Auspex +3 (3 successes ) [8d10 = 42]
You see the other fisherman getting close.
Devon: Whatever is beneath us, it is not the ghosts.
Storyteller: he's just on a pleasure cruise.. in ghost infested waters{C}Madison heads back to the rudder. "Let's get out of here."{C}Devon: I see shadows. I do not know what they are.{C}Devon: Swirling...{C}Rava: Shadows.{C}Fisherman: You there!{C}Guy: Sir!{C}He speaks in heavily accented Arabic.{C}Rava peers into the warer.{C}Rava water*{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): Scooby Doo water{C}Guy clears his throat quietly, then offers the distant fisherman an "Ave."{C}Fisherman: What are you doing out here?{C}He seems to ignore Guy's word.{C}Evan is squinting at the beach, at something other than the fishermen.{C}Guy: Nos quaeritis absentis.{C}Campaign saved.{C}Evan: Let's leave.{C}Evan: Intelligence +4, Academics +1 (1 success ) [5d10 = 28]{C}Rava: Wits +2, Obtenebration +3, Intimidation +3 (3 successes ) [8d10 = 50]{C}Evan is literate in latin, but doesn't hear it spoken often clearly{C}Rava: 1 success [1d10 = 9]{C}Devon: Intelligence +4, Academics +2 (2 successes ) [6d10 = 30]{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): I'm just riding coattails don't mind me{C}Fisherman replies in Latin. {C}Madison stares at the shore and fiddles with the rudder. "Fort. Devon. Start rowing."{C}Evan: Oh, that's not ominous.{C}Evan: Stamina +2, Stamina +2 (3 successes ) [4d10 = 28]{C}Guy continues the conversation in Latin, then pauses. "Please, give me a moment. He is concerned for us."{C}Evan: Nope.{C}Campaign saved.{C}Madison: Get ready for a fight when we get to shore. We're no longer welcome here.{C}Madison: Strength +1, Drive +4 (1 success ) [5d10 = 23]{C}Devon: Stamina +3, Stamina +3 (1 success ) [6d10 = 24]{C}Evan: What?{C}Devon: Explain.{C}Madison: The people in the boats know who we are. I don't think they're the only ones either.{C}The boat sways in Evan's direction, Madison keeps it steady, but suddenly the boat jerks to a stop.{C}Rava seems to be wrestling with... something.{C}Devon: Rava...?{C}Evan: Stamina +2, Stamina +2 (1 success ) [4d10 = 13]{C}Devon: Stamina +3, Stamina +3 (2 successes ) [6d10 = 28]{C}Guy: What happened to the boat? Have we.. struck something?{C}Rava is fixated on the water, arm outstretched, with a strained expression.{C}Devon: Guy. Stop her.{C}Rava: No,{C}Rava: I am fine. The shadows.{C}Campaign saved.{C}Fort takes an oar and starts rowing.{C}Fort: 2 successes you get 1 RollAgain [8d10 = 40]{C}Fort: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 4]{C}Guy holds Rava's wrist for a moment, anyway. "Be very careful."{C}Fort grabs the other oar and starts rowing the boat himself.{C}Rava: The shadows in the water. They won't let go.{C}Fort The boat stays put, but he is trying with all his might.{C}Devon: Stamina +3, Stamina +3 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [6d10 = 33]{C}Devon: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 3]{C}Rava almost sounds panicked, "They won't let go of me."{C}Devon strains too.{C}wits + occult{C}Guy gives the fisherman a nod of his head, and then barks at him in Latin.{C}(everyone){C}Rava: Wits +2, Occult +3 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [5d10 = 26]{C}Evan: Wits +3, Occult +1 (0 successes ) [4d10 = 18]{C}Guy: Wits +3, Occult +2 (3 successes ) [5d10 = 36]{C}Rava: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 2]{C}Devon: Wits +2, Occult +3 (4 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [5d10 = 40]{C}Devon: Reroll +1 (1 success ) [1d10 = 9]{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): DON'T WORRY GUY
Leetsepeak (Devon): I GOT THIS
Madison: Wits +3, Occult +1 (1 success ) [4d10 = 12]
Guy: My friends, I do not think the lake will let the boat go until it has someone.
Rava: Me.
Guy stands uneasily in the boat, removing his gloves and body armour. "No, Madame."
Devon: I would prefer to give it Fort.
Guy: I will not allow that.
Madison pulls her handgun from her bag and aims at the fisherman. She fires. "Him."
Evan stares at Madison blankly.
Quimpy (Madison): help a dummy out with what to roll
Rava: Wits +2, Obtenebration +4, Intimidation +3 (4 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [9d10 = 59]
Rava: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 4]
Madison: Dexterity +4, Firearms +3 (4 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [7d10 = 52]
Madison: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 1]
Leetsepeak (Devon): dayum gurl
Rava: The shadows. Something is controlling them.
Leetsepeak (Devon): sounds like Bulletstorm
Leetsepeak (Devon): the only game where you can blow somebody's asshole{C}Rava: It's command of them is strong.
Leetsepeak (Devon): with a gun, to clarify
Campaign saved.
Quimpy (Madison): I can touch people's assholes from far away{C}Quimpy (Madison): just sayin{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): she has that power{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): duchagne, mane{C}Madison shoots the fisherman directly in the forehead. The impact is so perfect that the force tips his balance and he flips right off his little boat and falls into the water. There is no splash. Not even a noise.{C}Storyteller: nothing but net{C}Devon waits for a sign. Any sign.{C}Guy does not know how he feels about this, at all.{C}Rava isn't paying attention.
Evan 's lips are drawn in a thin white line. He's just looking at Madison.
Devon tries to row again.
Devon: Stamina +3, Stamina +3 (3 successes ) [6d10 = 37]
Madison blows on the barrel of her gun and returns to the rudder to help steer the boat.
Madison: Strength +1, Drive +4 (4 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [5d10 = 37]
Guy nods and pats Fort's shoulder. "Row, my brother."{C}Madison: Reroll +1 (1 success ) [1d10 = 9]{C}Rava gazes into her palm with an arched brow. She takes out a vial and places whatever she had in her hand into it and then stows it in her purse.{C}Devon: They likely heard the shot.{C}Quimpy (Madison): shooting people in the head gives madison amazing powers{C}Once the boat is released, it shoots towards the shore with Devon and Fort's combined efforts. Madison grabs the rudder and directs them against the overwhelming undercurrent and is able to return them to shore quickly. The boat skids onto the beach next to Hassan.
Devon quickly hops off. He looks ready for trouble.
Guy tugs his gloves and vest back on as he dismounts the skiff. "Is there anything else we need from this place?"
Rava does the same, looking deeply disturbed.
Campaign saved.
Madison does the same, pulling her other pistol and slinging her handbag over her shoulder. 
The two fishermen from the shore rush towards you all.
Storyteller: Zeus and his naked man servant, Hecubus
Devon watches them approach. Looks at Madison. "Madison."
Guy flicks his case open, snatching his longsword from within as it drops to the ground.
Guy has been rehearsing that move, probably.
Madison fires two shots at the leftmost fisherman as they approach. 
Zeus, the local fisherman, takes out a heavy machine gun and points it towards you.
Leetsepeak (Devon): jesus christ that is NOT what he meant
Storyteller: Roll iniative please.
Leetsepeak (Devon): ... WELL THEN
Storyteller: Actually I'll use the flat rate.{C}Devon{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): bitchin{C}Rava 's eyes widen at the gun.
Devon tries to close the distance while his left hand erupts into some very nasty looking spikes.
Devon hopefulyl hit one of them if he can!
The main fisherman with the long beard and the machine gun is standing on the shore about 10 feet away. The tattooed assistant is holding a freaking rocket launcher, and is 30 feet away. Clearly they don't care about themselves. Hassan is 10 feet away and is hiding behind a picnic table.{C}Devon has eleven speed!{C}Campaign saved.{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): can I roll to do violence?{C}Storyteller: Yes, absolutely{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): derp question but STR + Brawl + Bloodworking for attacking with Skewer, right?{C}Storyteller: Str + brawl +_ bloodworkery{C}Storyteller: yep{C}Devon: Strength +4, Brawl +3, Bloodworking +4, +1 (5 successes ) [12d10 = 82]{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): oh derp{C}Devon: I forgot my weapon{C}Devon: Skewer +2 (0 successes ) [2d10 = 10]{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): poop{C}Devon: DON'T WORRY GUYS
Leetsepeak (Devon): I GOT THIS
doomfunk (Guy): guy gives anyone trying to shoot guns at him a -3 btw
doomfunk (Guy): fuck yeah armor
Devon charges like a horse on fire at a derby race, and stabs the fisherman in the chest several times. The fisherman howls, and his eyes turn black.
Leetsepeak (Devon): also this is totally the first time Guy & Rava have seen the spikes
Leetsepeak (Devon): JUST SAYING
Rava
Storyteller: you can describe the spikes if you want
Guy hasn't seen weirder shit, really, but has more important stuff on his mind also holy shit that bitch just flopped through a shadow{C}Rava is focused on getting rid of launchy mcrockets right now{C}Quimpy (Madison): Newsflash: You've been standing in my shadow for awhile, Rava 8)
Storyteller: MAH CROCKETS
Zeus, the local fisherman, : 3 successes you get 2 RollAgains [3d10 = 28]
Campaign saved.
Zeus, the local fisherman, : Reroll +2 (1 success ) [2d10 = 10]
Leetsepeak (Devon): with 2 vitae expended, Devon becomes Spike from X-Men
Leetsepeak (Devon): what's he gonna do to a bitch in his face with that{C}Rava: Dexterity +3, Knife +1, Specialty +1, Weaponry +4 (4 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [9d10 = 55]{C}Rava: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 1]{C}Zeus, the local fisherman, : 0 successes [1d10 = 5]{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): a what shot?{C}Rava seems to almost evaporate or something bizarre, and suddenly appear behind the ab center fisherman. She takes her knife and slices him down his chest as he twirls around to face her. He howls in pain and screams in her face.{C}Quimpy (Madison): called shot{C}Quimpy (Madison): like 'i stab him in the butt'{C}Guy{C}Storyteller: Yes{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): tag teaming{C}Storyteller: (btw be thankful that Madison hit the other guy right in the forehead like that and he lost his balance, he was worse than these dudes){C}Guy: Vigor +3, Weaponry +4, +1 (3 successes you get 2 RollAgains) [8d10 = 46]{C}Guy: Reroll +2 (0 successes ) [2d10 = 11]{C}doomfunk (Guy): So that's 3 damage, +3 for it being a longwsord, +1 for it being a thrusting attack, +2 more for my spiral cut maneuver
doomfunk (Guy): 9?
Campaign saved.
Leetsepeak (Devon): so Devon's spikes do 2 damage + what?{C}doomfunk (Guy): your roll results, and then any maneuvers you add to them{C}doomfunk (Guy): Since they're long, and sharp, Guy could teach you his form of fencing - it's good with thrusting attacks{C}doomfunk (Guy): giggity giggity goo{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): and maneuvers are a called shot?{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): ahhh,{C}Guy readies his sword and squares his body, charging with significant might. As he charges over the sandy shore, he easily jumps over Guy's sandcastle and jumps in the air, bringing down his sword in a spiraling cleave that lands in the shoulder of the fisherman. As the sword meets flesh and severs it to the belly button, the fisherman slumps to his knees and drops the weapon in his hands.
Guy just rob roy'd that motherfucker.{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): Guy should pick it up{C}Evan{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): Devon will afterward if he doesn't
Leetsepeak (Devon): phat loot
Storyteller: Yep
Leetsepeak (Devon): they're terrorists{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): fucking libs{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): evan please hide{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): well that's a missed opportunity
Campaign saved.
Guy totally had to plant his foot on the dude to extract his blade, too.
Evan: Dexterity +3, Br:Surprise +4, Nudge Nudge +2 (4 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [9d10 = 55]
Evan: Reroll +1 (1 success ) [1d10 = 9]
Leetsepeak (Devon): well Zeus is dead
Leetsepeak (Devon): Creepy
In an vicious pounding, Evan takes his knife and repeatedly jabs it at the base of the fisherman's spine. The head slumps down like a ragdoll and the man's jaw slides open with an unnatural howl.
Madison
Leetsepeak (Devon): wait which fisherman
Storyteller: Billy zane
Campaign saved.
Quimpy (Madison): I am going to activate celerity for this next move
Storyteller: Righto
Madison runs the fuck away from the beach and back towards the hotel parking lot and the bus.
Storyteller: lawl
Quimpy (Madison): I'm all done{C}Madison is able to safely get into the bus. {C}Quimpy (Madison): 1 dot{C}Quimpy (Madison): it's an exit strategy bitches
Fort: Maddyson?
Leetsepeak (Devon): bitch wait
Fort: Strength +4, Brawl +4 (5 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [8d10 = 56]
Fort: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 1]
Leetsepeak (Devon): Devon will too
Leetsepeak (Devon): they can each have half
runs up to the Zeus guy, picks him up and tosses him in the lake.
Madison has probably started the bus already and is heading back for the beach in the bus. GET ON DA CHOPPAH.
Guy: Resolve +3, Stamina +3 (3 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [6d10 = 32]
Storyteller: whoops
Guy: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 6]
Guy feeds without grossing everyone out. Carry on.
Rava has standards. She does not partake.
Leetsepeak (Devon): did Fort throw him in the lake?
A strange woman runs out of fucking no where, picks up Evan, and carries him off. Just like that, bitches.
Evan feeds off the other corpse, looking completely disgusted by the whole process
Devon: ...
Rava: Wh--
Evan flails?
doomfunk (Guy): how much blood did the corpse guy and devon are splitting haaawhat?
Devon: It has to be.
Devon: Evan!
Rava: Has to be what?
Zeus sinks in the lake, makes no splash.
Devon: Li.
Guy charges after that bitch.
Devon runs too.
MJ (Evan): goodbyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyye
Rava runs too?
doomfunk (Guy): oh no my magic items
raises his rocket launcher, even though he should be double down dead. And aims it directly at Rava.
Zeus: whoops
Leetsepeak (Devon): you don't know its Li{C}Zeus's minion raises his rocket launcher, even though he should be double down dead. And aims it directly at Rava.
Leetsepeak (Devon): Devon just said it
Zeus's minion: 3 successes you get 1 RollAgain [7d10 = 47]{C}Zeus's minion: Reroll +1 (1 success ) [1d10 = 9]
Campaign saved.
Leetsepeak (Devon): you should have helena roll for driving
Leetsepeak (Devon): to see if she accidentally runs the woman over
Zeus's minion speaks in Latin and shakes the rocket launcher wildly, triggering it only an inch from Rava's face. Smoke envelopes them both.
Leetsepeak (Devon): Nasty Rava
Leetsepeak (Devon): corpses fused
Hassan hides.
Devon
Storyteller: Rasty Rate
Rava grunts in pain, loudly as the smoke envelopes them.
Devon stops before he even starts, leaping at the smoke to slash with his skewer at the... man.
Quimpy (Madison): Ratty Ronald
Rava: Intelligence +4, Occult +3 (2 successes ) [7d10 = 36]
Devon: Strength +4, Brawl +3, Bloodworking +4, +1 (4 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [12d10 = 76]
Devon: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 1]
Devon takes a single spine and jabs it directly through the fisherman's heart. It falls to the ground as Devon continues to pummel it with his palm, essentially spine-fucking it into the ground.{C}Rava{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): wait shit{C}Campaign saved.{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): oh well, he can fingertongue it in a moment{C}Rava: Wits +2, Intimidation +3, Obtenebration +4 (3 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [9d10 = 57]{C}Rava: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 4]{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): go spines/wp{C}Rava stands above him and sticks both of her hands into his open wound and yanks a stream of shadow from his body. The rest of the fisherman stops moving and slumps into a puddle of flesh and bone. Rava holds the squirming shadows in her gloved hands, and raises it over her head as she hangs onto it.{C}Guy{C}Nvalt (Rava): go Dark/Dark{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): together, we're pretty badass
Leetsepeak (Devon): I think Guy ran after Evan
Guy did, yes.
Evan
Madison
Storyteller: Dex + drive + specialty
Leetsepeak (Devon): she can do that because her blood is french though
Campaign saved.
Storyteller: It's a perk{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): Madison{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): she's Duchagne
Madison: Dexterity +4, Drive +4 (3 successes ) [8d10 = 46]
Madison: 1 success [1d10 = 9]
Madison is bookin' it down the road. She can go towards Libya, Alexandria, Cairo or Luxor. Her choice, she is as free as a bird.{C}Quimpy (Madison): sorry, got up to grab some cereals. I thought Guy and Evan would DO STUFF{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): in the butthole{C}doomfunk (Guy): evan's deathly afraid of homosexuality
doomfunk (Guy): THANKS DAD
Hassan: 0 successes [8d10 = 36]
Madison regretablly heads back for the beach to swing around and pick up her pals. She parks far enough away not to get stuck in the beach.
Fort tosses the other fisherman into the lake easily and then screams into the sky, "MADDYSON WAIT!"
Rava is holding shadows that crawl over her arms like snakes.
Devon: Rava. Deal with that. We have more pressing matters at hand.
Rava makes a face, eyeing the shadows and reluctantly releasing them into the atmosphere.
Quimpy (Madison): FYI none of you are getting on this bus without Evan.
Quimpy (Madison): Just sayin'{C}Campaign saved.{C}Everyone gets +3 xp for RP, +2 for plot development, +1 for combat.{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): any bonuses for our wiki work?{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): or Nvalt's inspiring rendition of how it's dirt.{C}Yep everyone gets +2xp for wiki work this week, and all drawings get +1xp each. <3{C}Nvalt (Rava): I'm assuming Rava and Guy are getting their bonus xp as well?
Well your "make-up" xp yep
'MJ' disconnected
Leetsepeak (Devon): the plot thickens
Campaign saved.
Quimpy (Madison): we'll mount it on the bus{C}Quimpy (Madison): battlebus{C}Campaign saved.{C}Campaign saved.{C}Bookstore Clerk: 4 successes you get 1 RollAgain [20d10 = 102]{C}Quimpy (Madison): shadowroll{C}Bookstore Clerk is secret ninja citizen{C}Leetsepeak (Devon): he works for that monster hunting muslim group{C}Campaign saved.{C}'doomfunk' disconnected{C}Campaign saved.{C}'Quimpy' disconnected{C}'Nvalt' disconnected
Campaign saved.
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