Oct 8, 2011

==Game Session: Oct 8, 2011==
*Storyteller: Mandi
*Format: Fantasy Grounds
==Characters Present==
*Devon Hollant
*Madison Kinde
*Evan Kinde
*Mahdi
*Nasty Nate
==Summary==
Summary here
==Entire Log==
The sun finally sets in the City of the Damned, and a chilly, crisp night emerges. Devon is sitting on a stone bench outside the tomb where Guy is presumably resting peacefully. The others awaken and are able to emerge from their tombs.
Evan: Strength +3, Strength +3 (4 successes you get 2 RollAgains) [6d10 = 47]
Evan: Reroll +2 (0 successes ) [2d10 = 4]
Campaign saved.
Leetsepeak (Devon): dayum evan
Evan flings the stone lid off of his sarcophagus, and immediately starts looking for the cooler he brought with him.
Guy: Wits +3, Resolve +3 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [6d10 = 27]
Devon is sitting outside, plugging away at something on his laptop. 
Guy: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 1]
Evan 's weird blade-like tusk fangs are out. He sits down by the cooler and begins to drink from the bloodpacks in as controlled a fashion as he can muster, but he's clearly starving.
Rava chips off a bit of the tomb she emerges from and places it in a small, circular container. She then digs her knife into the stake wound she suffered every so slightly. Anyone watching probably thinks she's some kind of insane grave defiler.
Devon seems to be texting on his phone now too.
Evan does not feed in front of others, so this would be likely the first time any of these people including Madison have seen him consume blood.
Babycakes knocks on the tomb doors repeatedly. "Good morning! umm... night? Good night. Good hello. Wake up?" He sounds a little nervous.
Devon: Babycakes.
Evan looks intensely disgusted and unhappy, with his stolen arabic-dude face.
Devon flags him down.
Guy emerges from the tomb he shared with Devon, pinching the bridge of his nose and looking generally grumpy.
Babycakes: Yes Devon Hello.
Rava finishes whatever she's doing and stows the container and her knife in her satchel-purse. She turns her attention to Evan and cants her head to the side.
Devon: The bus is safe?
Devon nods politely to Guy as he emerges.
Babycakes: Yes Mr. Devon. I fixed it up good nuff.
Devon: Explain.
Guy returns the nod with a modest bow. He has a, uh, shield slung on his back.
Campaign saved.
Madison sits in the coffin, fixing her hair and makeup. She takes a pair of scissors to her hair and starts to chop out something edgy and fashionable.
Evan just stares fixedly at nothing in particular while he's drinking his blood packs. He goes through about ten, leaving very few left in the cooler, which is filled with melted ice water.
Babycakes: Maddy-son can drive it but it needs gas. Tank lining busted up. I got it patched up using scrap from here. The nice man showed me spares.
Devon: Nice man?
Guy has a bushy beard and really, really, really long hair, as well. He sits down, unfolding a straightrazor, and sets to shaving.
Guy: Dexterity +2, Weaponry +3 (1 success ) [5d10 = 27]
Rava begins arranging herself cosmetically after staring at Evan's feeding habits for a moment. She reapplies her gothy eye-shadow and ensures her hair is presentable.
Babycakes points to a small wizened man standing by the gate. He's wearing a traditional galabiyya and head scarf, and sports a dashingly frazzled old man's beard.
Evan stares at the old man, horrified.
Evan hides his blood packs, and straightens his clothing.
Devon closes his laptop and stands up to look at the old man. ALSO he's wearing a new, clean shirt.
Abdul waves his hand at the others, "I'm Abdul. Your bus should work." He walks with a noticeable limp.
Rava finishes primping and walks over to Guy and Devon. She eyes the old man.
Evan grabs his suitcase and a bag with a red cross on it from the bus and disappears into a crypt
Guy pauses shaving long enough to nod politely. "Thank you, Abdul. We appreciate your assistance." He resumes scraping the blond brush from his face.
Madison walks up to Abdul non-chalantly and gives him a kiss on the cheek. 
The bus is parked by the other side of the city. Babycakes looks pleased with his work.
Abdul looks shocked.
Campaign saved.
Madison: Have you been paid for your work, sir?
Devon turns to Babycakes. "Take these onto the bus." he indicates some heavy bags. 
Leetsepeak (Devon): filled with der weapawns
Babycakes: I gave him my DS.
Madison: Do what Devon says, love.
Abdul: He gave me a gadget. Strange thing but I can pawn it.
The bus is about 2 minutes walk away.
Madison nods. "Good, good."
Abdul: Are you folks staying in the City? 
Madison: Not if we can help it. Moving on.
Abdul looks at Madison's legs for a moment too long.
Rava: What a ghastly thought.
Rava: Who would want to stay in a city of dead people?
Guy folds his razor closed, sealing his shaving creme. "People live here."
Devon stands, putting his laptop back into his backpack. His hand stays in the backpack however as he looks on at Abdul.
Madison winks at Abdul. A moment later she leaps forward and tries to tackle him to the ground.
Rava: Yes, I know that. Merely making--oh.
She falls through him and lands on the ground.
Babycakes: Uh oh.
Rava tenses a brow at the display.
Madison: It's one of them!
Rava: My word are you always this tactless?
Devon takes his hand out of his bag slowly. He takes a quick second to focus on Abdul.
Babycakes: I CAN KILL IT Maddyson! I remember how I do it.
Campaign saved.
Babycakes looks confused for a moment, "But he was nice."
Guy: puts his things away, rising from his seated position. "But he helped you fix the bus, yes."
Rava: You will do nothing.
Guy apparently narrates his life.
Abdul: I mean you lot no harm.
Rava: How will it look to the rest of the Wraiths if we kill one of them for helping us?
Devon: Intelligence +4, Empathy +3, Auspex +2 (5 successes ) [9d10 = 57]
Leetsepeak (Devon): I SEE THINGS
Rava smiles politely at Abdul. "Please excuse her behavior. You know children."
Madison: I wasn't going to kill him. Just making sure.No offense Abdul but we can't have just anyone in our business.
Madison gets up off the ground and dusts herself off.
Quimpy (Madison): that was an obvious lie, should I roll like..manip + subterfuge for it?
Storyteller: Yes
Madison: Subterfuge +3, Manipulation +3 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [6d10 = 28]
Madison: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 5]
Devon takes his hand out of his bag and puts it on. Not like he can cut it.
Quimpy (Madison): I think you have to roll against their wits + composure or something
She seems pretty convincing, and Abdul isn't leaving or attacking, so that's a good sign.
Evan: Intelligence +4, Medicine +3 (3 successes ) [7d10 = 44]
Evan was attending to his facial issues. He catches up with the group with his freshly doodied up face.
Evan emerges from the crypt freshly bandaged and changed, with his two bags and his cooler.
Evan has a doodied up face now as well
Campaign saved.
Leetsepeak (Devon): INT + Emp + Auspex, MJ
in + emp + aus
Rava eyes Guy and walks over to him, whispering.
Evan: Intelligence +4, Mental Unskilled -3, Auspex +3 (0 successes ) [4d10 = 16]
Leetsepeak (Devon): it's because Devon is more open minded
Evan thinks the man seems pretty normal for a human.
Evan turns around abruptly.
Evan hums absently, and then turns back to the group. "So, we done here?"
Madison: Live and let live. Thank you for the bus, Abdul.
Rava takes a step back, eyeing the ground.
Devon frowns at Madison. Why, who the fuck knows.
Guy: Wits +3, Resolve +3 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [6d10 = 32]
Guy: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 4]
Campaign saved.
Evan frowns at Devon. You know why.
Babycakes frowns. He doesn't know anything.
Rava continues her hushed conversation with Guy.
Abdul: Can I give you some advice? Free of charge.
Guy seems startled for a moment, during the quiet exchange with Rava.
Devon: By all means.
Madison pays no mind to any of this and starts to move toward the exit.
Abdul: You are night creatures, is this right?
Evan looks at Abdul like a lobster just grew wings and flew into the air singing show tunes.
Devon: And you were a mage once.
Rava glances up at Abdul.
Abdul smiles a little. "That was a long time ago."
Devon: Yes. Continue.
Abdul taps his chest. "You are missing something," he sounds very serious about it, then he points to some gas tanks. "Have those, someone left them here last week."
Evan: That's your 'free advice'?
Guy turns up his sleeve for a moment, turning slightly away from everyone, and hands something to Rava.
Abdul: I did not charge you, did I?
Devon: Evan.
Evan: I expected something needlessly poetic
Evan: Devon.
Devon: Help me carry these gas tanks to the bus, please.
Evan: Why, yes sir. Right away.
Rava smiles at Guy, bowing to him before putting whatever she gave him into one of those circular containers.
Devon goes over to grab one. 
Campaign saved.
Evan shifts his bags so that he can pick up a gas can. He's got a suitcase, a crash kit (which is a big bag full of medical supplies) and an oversized cooler already, so this likely looks absurd.
Abdul shrugs. "Then here is such a thing for you, Evan Kinde, the one borne of Anong's blood; They are coming for you."
Devon stops and stares at Abdul.
int + academics, bonus for kindred lore
Rava eavesdrops.
Evan: Excellent. Shukran.
Rava: Intelligence +4, Academics +3 (0 successes ) [7d10 = 27]
Evan hobbles along.
Guy: Intelligence +2, Academics +1 (0 successes ) [3d10 = 13]
Devon: Intelligence +4, Academics +2 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [6d10 = 33]
Devon: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 2]
Leetsepeak (Devon): Devon knows a lot of things. *o*
Madison derps along happily towards the bus, likely with Babycakes on her heels.
Rava: If we are quite finished bothering the spirit I think it is time we left.
Evan: Madison, do you remember---no, nevermind. I think you were too young.
Devon carries the gas tanks to the bus with Evan. He looks back at Abdul. "Thank you for your assistance."
Rava goes to the bus.
Babycakes sits in the driver seat. "Honk honk! Time to go."
Evan: Ma as-salaamah.
Rava stops before climbing onto the bus and stares at Babycakes. "I do not think he is qualified to drive."
Evan gives Abdul 'the salute' and gets onto the bus with his bags after the gas is done being poured in the tank or whatever.
Guy offers Abdul a quiet bow, and follows onto the bus.
Madison thumbs toward the seat behind the driver's seat. "Behind me, love. It's the best seat on the bus anyway."
Campaign saved.
Devon gets into the bus and stops to stare at the back seats.
Evan watches as Madison tells Babycakes to sit in his seat.
Devon like something is seriously wrong.
Babycakes: Maddy-son?
Madison: Hm?
Babycakes gets into the seat behind her. "When we arrive, can we do the special hug again?"
Devon would also prevent any of them from going to the back of the bus either. "We have passengers."
Evan stares at Madison, agast.
Guy: Special...?
Guy is genuinely clueless here.
Rava steps onto the bus. As she does so her eyes fade to jet black. 
Madison: Whatever you want. Mind your business.
Babycakes: I don't want to show you. Your face is icky.
Evan double-takes and looks to the back of the bus, "Great. More free advice coming our way."
Rava stares at the back of the bus as she takes her seat in the middle.
The gate from the city of the dead is open, and the road continues west towards the Oasis.
Evan seats himself, and pointedly asks in a deadpan tone, "Special hug."
Rava smirks slightly, "Should we charge them for passage?"
Devon watches the back for any reaction from whatever the hell he's seeing. He has no witty time for witty banter.
Babycakes leans over the seat looking at Evan. "I don't have anything to do. My toy is gone."
Evan: Composure +2, Resolve +2 (3 successes ) [4d10 = 28]
Guy: Mr. Cakes, would you like me to tell you a story, while we drive?
Campaign saved.
Evan twitches visibly but retains his composure. "Madison, you and I need to have a little chat when we arrive at the resort. I mean it."
Leetsepeak (Devon): midichlorians
Leetsepeak (Devon): word up
Babycakes: Yes sir funny face.
Devon: Drive.
Guy slides up to sit next to Babycakes.
Guy: Manipulation +3, Expression +1 (1 success ) [4d10 = 20]
Rava primps herself before opening her book to read as they drive.
Madison: Evan. None of your business. Leave it be. 
Guy starts spinning a yarn about brave knights and princesses, and suchlike.
Evan keeps staring at Madison, "No."
Madison starts the bus and pulls onto the road. She gradually puts speed on as they go along. Don't want to overdo it on a vehicle that's broken down once already.
Devon is still standing like an asshole on Ghost Hunters while staring at the back, while they move.
Rava doesn't look up, "Devon. They are likely harmless."
Devon: Yes.
The bus continues to drive towards the Oasis, and those who can see the activities in the back are encouraged slightly by the fact that they seem to be unaware of your existance too.
Evan: It is perfectly well my business if my sister intends to molest her child-minded cohort.
Madison: Do you want to do this now? We can do this now if you'd like. I said leave it alone.
Devon: Don't crash.
Guy quietly chokes for a moment while telling Babycakes about some kind of shark-dragon on motorcycle rollerskates.
Campaign saved.
Devon is still watching the back.
Babycakes: Dr. Kinde I am not a Hort I promise.
Evan: You know who you sound like? Our father.
Devon quirks his head at the backseats.
evan and madison roll wits + resolve please
Evan: Wits +3, Resolve +2 (3 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [5d10 = 33]
Evan: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 6]
Rava continues reading comfortably in her seat. She seems amused by the ghosts and the fighting siblings.
Madison: Wits +3 (0 successes ) [3d10 = 8]
Leetsepeak (Devon): well shit
Quimpy (Madison): derp sorry, my cursor was stuck,rolling again
Madison: Wits +3, Resolve +3 (3 successes ) [6d10 = 37]
Devon visibly tenses.
Leetsepeak (Devon): I have a modifier of 8 and 3 Dex + 2 Composure
Madison veers off the road a moment at the word 'Father' but rights their course quickly. 
Rava looks up suddenly and turns slightly towards the back of the bus.
Campaign saved.
Evan turns his head to stare at the people in the back of the bus, as though they ought to know to shut the fuck up.
Madison honks the horn at nothing in particular. 
Babycakes: Honk honk!
Guy quietly does his best to recapture Babycakes' attention with his highly juvenile story about the knightly turtles Hans, Bans, Jans, and Franz.
Leetsepeak (Devon): Franz gets assassinated
Leetsepeak (Devon): OH SPOILERS
Guy: Expression +1, Manipulation +3 (2 successes ) [4d10 = 25]
Babycakes seems enthralled with the story. "Is there fighting?"
Evan gets back to staring accusatorily at Madison
Madison suddenly exclaims! "Shit!" 
Madison: I think I hit something.
Guy: Yes, they are knights! Knights who don't fight are called lords
Babycakes: I don't have to right now thank you Maddy-son.
Devon: Keep going.
Rava stands, pulling one of the circular containers out of her satchel and sitting next to Devon.
Evan stands up, looking behind the bus for some sign that they hit something.
The bus bumps over something hard, and everyone jumps up a foot in the air. The tire starts to wobble and the bus comes to a half.
halt
Evan probably hits his head.
Devon hits his head as well. He quickly checks the really big heavy duffelbag.
Rava likely drops the container. Luckily it wasn't open.
Leetsepeak (Devon): because what if it turned on the landmines
Guy definitely hits his head. When he lands his hood is partially up, and over one eye. "Is everyone alright?"
Roll dex + athletics please everyone
Madison tries to bring the bus to a controlled stop on the road. 
Devon: Dexterity +3, Athletics +2 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [5d10 = 28]
Guy: Dexterity +2, Athletics +1 (0 successes ) [3d10 = 13]
Madison: Dexterity +4, Athletics +2 (2 successes you get 2 RollAgains) [6d10 = 38]
Devon: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 7]
Evan: Dexterity +3, Athletics +1 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [4d10 = 23]
Madison: Reroll +2 (0 successes ) [2d10 = 5]
Madison roll dex + drive + bonus to while doing stuff
Evan: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 7]
Rava: 0 successes [2d10 = 3]
Quimpy (Madison): what's the bonus?
Babycakes: 2 successes you get 1 RollAgain [6d10 = 41]
Babycakes: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 1]
Leetsepeak (Devon): yeah, it is, so +1
Campaign saved.
Madison: Dexterity +4, Drive +3, +1 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [8d10 = 43]
Madison: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 5]
Babycakes, Devon and Evan all easily hang onto their seats, but everyone else is knocked to the floor or hits their heads.
Leetsepeak (Devon): six on academics and 7 on occult
Madison is able to easily steer the bus so it does not get trapped in sand. She can tell that there's a flat tire, and she knows that there is a spare.
Storyteller: (Nothing happens, no damage for the fall)
The other passengers look annoyed at the sudden stop.
Rava tenses her brow, rubbing her head. She looks around for the dropped container.
Evan gets his crash kit out and once the bus is stopped he jaunts out to go see what they hit and whether it's worth saving.
There is a body on the road.
Devon goes with Evan rather urgently. The shadow must shadow him.
Guy: Mr. Cakes, can you stay here for a moment?
Babycakes: Yes sir Guyman.
Madison opens the bus doors for Evan as ANGRILY as possible. Hisssss.
Guy doesn't wait for an answer, steps out of the bus promptly.
Evan might be an ass, but he's a well trained medic. On spotting the body he'd move faster.
The door falls off.
Rava finds her container and stows it, walking off the bus to join the others.
Evan sets his crash kit down next to the body and inspects it in as a detatched a manner as possible.
Campaign saved.
Rava watches passively. Dead body? Who cares.
Devon stands over Evan and watches.
Leetsepeak (Devon): what are we rolling?
Madison stays on the bus with Babycakes. She seems angry still.
Devon: Resolve +3, Composure +2 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [5d10 = 35]
Devon: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 5]
Babycakes: Roll Composure + Resolve, +1 bonus for any humanity die BELOW 6.
Rava: Resolve +3, Composure +3, +1 (3 successes you get 2 RollAgains) [7d10 = 39]
Rava: Reroll +2 (0 successes ) [2d10 = 13]
Guy: Resolve +3, Composure +2 (1 success ) [5d10 = 26]
Leetsepeak (Devon): Guy and Devon are le grossed out
Guy: Eugh. I've seen worse, but.. eugh.
Evan: You know what's worse? Stepping on a land mine.
Rava rolls her eyes. "Do we have time for this? The bus is damaged."
Guy: Or having boiling oil tipped on you.
Devon crosses his arms, covering his mouth with one. He says nothing.
Leetsepeak (Devon): one hand
Leetsepeak (Devon): ONE HAND
Babycakes: Devon roll wits + empathy
Madison gets off the bus, gesturing for Babycakes to follow her. She ignores the others and looks for the spare tire.
Babycakes follows her.
Babycakes: Oh what's that?
Babycakes rushes over to the body.
Madison: Stay with me! I need you to change the tire!
Campaign saved.
Babycakes: 0 successes [2d10 = 9]
Evan: Oh, yeah. Napalm is ah, the closest I've gotten to boiling oil. Wait, no, there was that time when a guy in the MASH tripped and fell into the cooking oil.
Babycakes throws up all over the road near the body after he gets close enough.
Evan: Intelligence +4, Medicine +3 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [7d10 = 40]
Evan: Reroll +1 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [1d10 = 10]
Guy pats Babycakes on the shoulder.
Evan: Reroll +1 (1 success ) [1d10 = 8]
Madison calls out. "I warned you!"
Rava makes a disgusted face. "Ugh." She shakes her head and makes her way back onto the bus.
Devon watches Evan work intently. Somewhat creepy.
Rava will check the back to glean the whereabouts of their stowaways.
Madison tries to remove the spare tire from the storage compartment under the bus herself.
Evan looks at Babycakes, his hands covered in his own blood as he utilizes his blue alchemie methods to inspect the body. 
Evan has his fingers in the corpse's eyesockets, "Huh. Interesting."
Evan: He's been dead for a while. Less than six hours, more than one. Guessing three?
Guy watches intently, as well. Different fascination than Devon, but still fascinated.
Guy: How can you tell that, Doctor?
Devon: Intelligence +4, Expression +3 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [7d10 = 36]
Babycakes wipes his mouth and cries. He doesn't know why.
Devon: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 4]
Evan speaks as though he's doing a report on an autopsy, "His eyes are completely gone, which isn't consistant with his being hit by a car."
Evan: Warmth of the cadavar, lack of rigormortis.
Guy: Crows will eat the eye first.
Evan: Yeah, they weren't eaten, and I've never seen a crow in Egypt.
Storyteller: Rava roll int + composure please
Rava: Intelligence +4, Composure +3 (4 successes you get 2 RollAgains) [7d10 = 45]
Rava: Reroll +2 (1 success ) [2d10 = 12]
Evan gestures as he says, "Good observation though."
Campaign saved.
Evan: Looks male. Butter-side down. Heh. Eh.
Rava exits the bus again, eyeing Babycakes. She walks over to him with a vial.
Madison: Strength +1, Resolve +3 (0 successes ) [4d10 = 18]
Babycakes throws up again when butter is mentioned.
Guy: If they weren't eaten, why are they gone?
Madison drops the tire on her feet."FUCKING BULLSHIT."
Madison: Do all of you need to do that?
Guy: Actually -- do your work, Doctor, I am going to help the lady.
Babycakes gets up to go help Madison. His face is covered in tears.
Rava begins wiping Babycakes' tears with her thumbs, "There there, darling. It's all right." 
Evan: Wits +3, Occult +1, Auspex +3 (4 successes ) [7d10 = 46]
Guy hustles over to the bus. "I am sorry, madame. Medicine has simply come so far since my day, it is very interesting. You'll forgive me my momentary distraction, I hope - let's get this wheel on the carriage."
Rava: Manipulation +2, Wits +2 (1 success ) [4d10 = 19]
Evan: Stamina +2, Resolve +2 (0 successes ) [4d10 = 12]
Evan: Composure +2, Resolve +2 (1 success ) [4d10 = 20]
Evan looks shaken somewhat. "I wonder..."
Babycakes is distracted by Rava's boobs. He rests his head in her hands.
doomfunk (Guy): The last thing his eyes saw before he died: Two penises.
Storyteller: Those aren't my glasses
Campaign saved.
Rava collects Babycakes' tears in the vial.
Leetsepeak (Devon): almighty GM, lookit skype
Rava eyes Madison.
Guy does strongman things for Madison. Not as well as Babycakes could, but unlike Babycakes, Guy is an adult about it.
Madison drags the jack out to Guy too. "Thank you. At least someone still knows how to treat speak to a lady."
Madison said that loud enough for Evan to maybe hear.
Guy also doesn't feel pain, so if he drops the jack on himself, he'll totally be cool with it.
Quimpy (Madison): oops
Leetsepeak (Devon): I am speakin' for your treats
Leetsepeak (Devon): please divest yoself of yo treats so that I may speak with 'em
Quimpy (Madison): speaking for treats is how all interactions between sexes works really
Devon: Intelligence +4, Academics +2 (2 successes ) [6d10 = 30]
Evan: Hmm. We should leave as soon as possible.
Rava stows the vial and then suddenly grabs Madison and... kisses her.
Leetsepeak (Devon): man what
Quimpy (Madison): what was the roll not to vomit again? :V
Guy was about to say something while jacking the bus but then LESBIANISM happened and he DOES NOT UNDERSTAND THAT.
Evan stands abruptly, the blood coating his hands shedding like water off a duck's back. 
Madison tries to struggle away. WHAT THE HELL.
Babycakes stares.
Rava lets her. She gives Madison a wink and is all ;> as she walks back onto the bus.
Madison: Fucking knew it.
Devon is walking with Evan. Doesn't give a fuck.
Evan grabs his med kit and rushes back to the bus, his reaction less than nothing toward the whole lesbian affair, "We need to get gone, and now."
Devon: Intelligence +4, Occult +3 (3 successes ) [7d10 = 44]
Campaign saved.
Guy: I-- erm, working fast as I can, Doctor.
Please roll int + occult + rava has +2 bonus to thinking about this no eyes thing.
Guy: Intelligence +2, Occult +2 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [4d10 = 27]
Guy: Reroll +1 (1 success ) [1d10 = 8]
Babycakes goes to help Madison and tells her that he can take care of the bus. "Please rest Maddyson I can do it kk."
Rava: Occult +3, Intelligence +4, +2 (2 successes ) [9d10 = 45]
Leetsepeak (Devon): DEVON WINS
Evan tosses his bag in the bus in his seat, and moves to help with the bus if he can.
Leetsepeak (Devon): AGAIN
Madison: Intelligence +2, Occult +1, +2 (1 success ) [5d10 = 21]
Evan: That man on the road.
Evan: He was a hunter, alright? Something...was in his head. He was concussed on the road and died of exposure.
Guy: So, I just put the new wheel on, yes? And then we tamp these bolts back in?
Guy: He had the devil in him. Yes, we must hurry.
Madison pats Babycakes on the shoulder affectionately and returns to the front of the bus. She steps on the fallen door loudly. "Free air conditioning!"
Evan gathers the bolts, "Yes, get the wheel in place if you will."
Devon looks at Evan. "Something was summoned. It killed him. Shadow magic."
Rava walks over to join the rest, "Sorcery. Someone killed him by summoning an.. incorporeal creature." 
Devon nods appreciatively to Rava for the BACKUP.
Evan: Right. And the wicked witch threw a pumpkin at him. Get in the bus if you want to play make believe.
Babycakes fixes the tire and returns to the group, muscles bulging like a cheap romance novel cover.
Rava smiles at Devon, "You've studied."
Guy positions the wheel, and then Babycakes just does everything.
Devon: Mmm.
Evan watches Babycakes do everything, handing him the bolts as he works. "Good job."
Rava: Believe what you want, Dr. Kinde. We are vampires. There are ghosts on our bus. Is such a thing really a stretch?
Rava doesn't wait for an answer and climbs back onto the bus.
Evan: You are a mad woman.
Evan: She's a mad woman.
Devon climbs back into the bus. "Madison, please drive." 
Devon & Rava, roll int + expression or intimidation to cocksize. 
Campaign saved.
Rava: Intelligence +4, Intimidation +3 (3 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [7d10 = 48]
Devon: Intelligence +4, Expression +3 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [7d10 = 35]
Rava: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 4]
Devon: Reroll +1 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [1d10 = 10]
Devon: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 2]
Evan ushers the others who are still outside into the bus, and then climbs in himself.
Everyone is equally impressed by theirknowledge and their cocksizery.
Evan isn't.
Yes he is.
Except the cocksizery.
Guy totally doesn't understand what they're going on about but it sounds pretty dangerous.
HODOR
Evan is hodored
Devon is bigger anyway.
Rava doesn't have a cock
Leetsepeak (Devon): exactly
Storyteller: Devon should roll int + expression when he boards the bus again
Madison waits for the short bus to fill up again before starting the engines again.
Evan puts his hand on Madison's shoulder, "I'm sorry I compared you to -him- but I really must protest any continued interaction between yourself and Babycakes."
Evan: In that way.
Devon gets out his laptop and begins working on whatever the hell it is he's working on.
Evan: It's just wrong.
Storyteller: Whoops Devon already rolled that, ignore it
Guy: I am not sure I understand. Haven't we all molested Babycakes by this point?
The other passengers look rowdy until the bus starts moving again.
Evan: What? No.
Guy GENERATIONAL LANGUAGE DIFFERENCES
Evan: Are you telling me you have?
Rava: He is--mm.
Devon: Interaction of a sexual nature, Guy.
Guy: I try not to? But he's so easily agitated.
Rava stops herself, because it's funnier if this goes on.
Devon goes back to writing. He IS trying to kill that fun.
Babycakes: Please do the story not molesting.
Rava goes back to reading.
sits next to Guy.
Storyteller: woops, figure it out
Evan puts his fingers to the bridge of the stolen face's nose.
Storyteller: Madison roll dex + drive please
Devon: Rava. Please pay attention to our passengers.
Madison just shrugs away from Evan and starts driving again.
Leetsepeak (Devon): yup
Madison: Dexterity +4, Drive +3 (3 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [7d10 = 45]
Madison: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 1]
Campaign saved.
Quimpy (Madison): driving like a motherfucker
Guy: I-- oh, I see. Well, Mr. Cakes - when the rocket shark dragon found that the turtle knights had absconded with the princess, he called his mother on the telephone...
Rava: Of course, darling, but I need you to do something for me.
Guy: Manipulation +3, Expression +1 (3 successes ) [4d10 = 27]
Leetsepeak (Devon): what a yarn
Devon looks up from his writing.
Rava stands, sitting next to Devon and presenting him with a small container filled with... dirt. She glances back at their stowaways.
Madison deftly drives the single-lane road for an hour, only hitting one weird desert fox or rabbit on the way. She notices a lack of cars in either direction, which isn't uncommon, but it is a little unnerving considering this is a popular vacation spot.
Rava You are a sculptor. I want you to make something from that. Anything.
Devon: It's dirt.
Devon goes back to writing.
Storyteller: Devon int + crafts + sculpt bonus please
Devon: Intelligence +4, Crafts +3, +1 (5 successes you get 2 RollAgains) [8d10 = 50]
Devon: Reroll +2 (0 successes ) [2d10 = 9]
Rava crosses her legs. "Observant. This dirt however, is special."
It's dirt.
Rava: And I need it turned into something. By you.
Evan is looking toward the spectral passengers, and thus Devon and Rava.
Evan: If she wants you to eat the dirt, you should at least hedge a wager.
Devon looks at her again, taking a second."Do you have water?"
Campaign saved.
Babycakes: I do Mr. Devon.
Babycakes shakes a water bottle.
Devon: give it to me.
Babycakes gives him the water bottle. "It tastes like strawberries."
Babycakes: Maddyson's hair smells like strawberries.
Devon looks at it closely. Then the dirt. 
Rava: I'm sure, darling, thank you.
Rava smiles sweetly at Babycakes. It's totally fake.
Madison tries to drive a little more smoothly (as much as she can on this road) to make whatever they're doing back there a bit less bumpy. She's also watching from the rear view mirror.
Devon: If you give me clay, good clay, I can give you what you'd like.
Devon: I suspect you don't have good clay.
Evan is just looking at the ghosts at the back of the bus glumly. He clearly sees them whether he admits it or not
Devon goes back to writing.
Babycakes: I had play-dough but I put it in Rava's hair.
Storyteller: He didn't.
Rava: Mm. This was dug rather hastily. Very well. 
Madison can see lights on the horizon.
Rava gets very serious, "You what?"
Babycakes laughs loudly because he doesn't understand that she hates him.
Madison squints to get a better look at the lights.
Rava stows the container and rises, glaring at Babycakes all the way back to her seat.
Evan: He is clearly joking, princess.
Guy: Yes, madame. You have none of this dough in your hair.
Rava makes an irritated sounds as she sits, pulling her book out again to read.
Madison: We
Madison: We're almost there. Everyone be cool.
Finally the road is actually lit with road lamps again, as they are approaching civilization. The road up to this point has been barely lit and halfway covered with sand.
Quimpy (Madison): the wheeee was obviously her thoughts
Quimpy (Madison): because she won't be stuck on a bus with you guys anymore
Devon ignores EVERYTHING except his writing. What the hell has him so fired up?
Campaign saved.
Anyone with wits + survival can roll now. If you don't have survival, roll untrained.
Evan looks back toward the front of the bus, "Try not to hit any more dead people or molest any more brain damaged people, and we will be cool."
Rava: 0 successes [1d10 = 3]
Devon: Wits +2, -1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 6]
Guy looks the city over as the bus approches. "Lights aside, this looks... very like something from long ago. Except that taller building."
Leetsepeak (Devon): wellp
Evan: Wits +3, ph/so unskill -1 (0 successes ) [2d10 = 11]
Guy: Wits +3, -1 (0 successes ) [2d10 = 10]
Babycakes: Wits +3, Survival +3 (0 successes ) [6d10 = 20]
Babycakes looks up at the sky and frowns.
Babycakes: We need to go inside Maddyson and all everybody.
Leetsepeak (Devon): oh my
Madison: Wits +3 (1 success ) [3d10 = 18]
Evan: I'm sure everybody's been inside---
Babycakes looks confused.
Evan: Wait, why?
Rava laughs.
Evan: Do you see something?
Babycakes: Storm coming soon. I can tell because of the taste, the wind is gritty.
Evan: Ah. Thanks for letting us know.
Evan: That the wind is...yes.
Everyone can clearly see a tiny hole in the wall town near a small oasis.
Campaign saved.
Leetsepeak (Devon): Fog of war, everywhere
Madison pulls the bus into the parking lot of a hotel near the Oasis and turns off the engine.
Leetsepeak (Devon): can't see it, Mandi!
Leetsepeak (Devon): FUCKIN LOVE SOUQS
Campaign saved.
Campaign saved.
Campaign saved.
Leetsepeak (Devon): Yup
Campaign saved.
Leetsepeak (Devon): MEANWHILE...
Madison parks at the hotel and stops the bus. It turns off with a satisfying hiss. 
Devon: Evan. Have you checked in?
Rava primps her hair before standing, ready to exit.
Evan: Hm, what? No, not yet. Why?
Storyteller: Roll wits + composure, everyone, Devon gets +2
Devon closes his laptop and stands. 
Storyteller: circumstantial bonus
Rava: Wits +2, Composure +3 (1 success ) [5d10 = 23]
Evan: Wits +3, Composure +2 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [5d10 = 32]
Devon: Wits +2, Composure +2, +2 (1 success ) [6d10 = 20]
Evan: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 6]
Guy: Wits +3, Composure +2 (2 successes ) [5d10 = 24]
Devon glances around, confused. He looks to the back of the bus with his sight again, checking on their guests.
Rava tenses a brow, "Are there waterfowl in Egypt?"
Devon: I... Please do so. Nightly, they said.
Storyteller: madison plz plz
Guy: Of course there are. Did you hear a honk from the bus?
Rava: Yes. Did you?
Guy nods slightly, eyeing the engine block. "How do we open that?"
Madison: Wits +3, Composure +2 (2 successes ) [5d10 = 36]
Babycakes: you want the engine open? I can do it Mr. Guy.
Rava smirks a bit, "With strong arms."
Madison: There's a release inside the bus. I'll get it.
Babycakes: I can take it all apart into little peices and put it together again.
Madison: No. I'll open it. You wait here.
Babycakes: Ok Maddyson.
Madison goes inside to find the engine release for the bus and pop the hood.
Campaign saved.
Devon mutters something about Conan.
Madison releases the hood and it pops open. When the others look into the engine area, they see a small bloody egg nestled up next to the alternator.
Guy: Oh my.
Evan reaches in and gets the egg. 
Rava walks over to peer inside. "Wh...at?"
Evan: Well, let's check in.
Evan walks off with it, like this is just not a big deal.
A cat runs up to Madison and begins rubbing on her leg.
Quimpy (Madison): fffffuuuu
Madison panics and kicks the cat.
Evan checks in at the resort, with the name of their party.
Guy watches Evan like.. well, that just happened.
The cat goes flying into the air and lands in the pool. It swims to the side and runs away hissing and growling.
Guy: Madame, why you do this?
Rava frowns. 
Devon: exits the bus and follows Evan closely as he checks in. "Don't forget to call in with Bey."
Leetsepeak (Devon): fuuu
doomfunk (Guy): Mmelle, then
Babycakes: Maddyson doesn't like pussy cats.
Rava shakes her head and follows Evan inside.
Evan: I do not have a working phone, Devon.
Evan: I thre---it's broken.
Devon offers him his phone. "We'll replace yours while we're here then."
Guy: I can call Bey.
Rava: You know how to use a phone?
Evan: I intend to. Yes, Guy that would be excellent.
Madison sits in the bus, curled into a fetal position at the stairs leading out. She doesn't take her eyes off the cat.
Campaign saved.
Evan shakes his head at the offered phone, "Guy knows Ivrah, isn't that right? Let him report."
The lobby is pretty classy; marble floors and columns with beautiful persian rugs.
Guy: Yes. I have been comatose, not...
Guy glances at Babycakes. "I have no trouble with the phone."
Rava stifles a laugh. "Indeed."
Devon nods in agreement and puts his phone away.
Evan looks at Babycakes, "Where is Madison? Can you tell her to come along, so she knows where her room is?"
Guy calls Bey. His phone's an inexpensive flip.
Madison finally joins the others, satisfied the cat is not coming back. "I'm here."
Evan: tells the man behind the desk they need a room for two women, and rooms for four men.
Mahmud: I have a room for the women, and four rooms for the gentlemen.
Evan: Shukran. Keys please?
Mahmud hands them the keys and goes back to reading his paper.
Rava rolls her eyes at having to share a room. The tomb was enough. 
Evan gives him some baksheesh and takes the keys, handing them to their respective owners.
Rava takes the key.
Madison looks no less pleased. 
Evan won't let her have it
Devon takes his key and pockets it.
There's a woman standing by the pool as you exit the lobby. She sees you and goes into her room.
Rava: Dr. Kinde. My key.
Evan: Is Madison's as well. If you don't mind?
Campaign saved.
Evan gives Rava a look.
Madison: Let her have it. Whatever makes her feel better.
Rava: Your sister will just as soon lock me out in some childish fit of misdirected hatred. Now please.
Madison is distracted by the sad lady.
Evan rolls his eyes, and gives Rava the key. He then gives his own key to Madison. 
Evan: Take it, I'll share with Babycakes to keep him out of trouble.
Evan gives Madison....a look.
Rava smiles derisively. "Thank you."
Devon sees the woman. He acts unnatural. What? He's dead.
Evan is clearly saying that Madison is the trouble that Babycakes should stay OUT of
Madison gives it back to Evan. "No. I'll share with Babycakes. I have to find him something to eat anyway."
Madison is having none of that.
Evan: You know that's improper, and the manager of the hotel would kick you out.
Evan: As you two are not married.
Evan: Nor are you related.
Guy: Is that wise, Mademoiselle? You are young and unmarried, and-- Yes, the Doctor has it.
Rava: Did anyone else see the woman?
Devon: - I suspect we've been spotted.
Evan: Composure +2, Resolve +2 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [4d10 = 20]
Evan: Reroll +1 (1 success ) [1d10 = 8]
Rava cares not for these bullshit logistics.
Babycakes: I want to swim.
Rava: Yes.
Rava glances at Devon. "Living or dead?"
Evan: Wait to swim until we get you a suit from the Souk. Please.
Babycakes: Ok. I need a towel too.
Madison concedes the point. "Whatever. Let's go see the pool, dear. No swimming yet, we need to get you something to eat first."
Devon: Too quick.
Rava: Mm.
Everyone could probably go for a nice drink actually.
Evan: The resort comes with meals included.
Devon: Our guests went to pay their respects. Would you be interested in doing the same, Rava?
Evan: Babycakes, what is your real name?
Guy: What is so special about the Cathayan woman? She did not strike me as suspicious.
Devon gives her a meaningful look.
Rava smiles, "Of course."
Babycakes: I'm not sposed to say.
Madison: I liked it better when you were too busy with your own problems to bother me.
Evan: I do not want to call you Babycakes in public.
Babycakes: will you call me babycakes in private?
Evan gives Madison a withering look.
Campaign saved.
Evan: Whatever you prefer.
Evan: Madison, I need to examine his injury, to be sure he isn't going to have a seizure or any other "unfun" complications which you would undoubtedly find rather tiresome.
Rava offers her arm to Devon, "Shall we?"
Madison: I get it. But he just barfed in the middle of the desert. He'll be a better patient after he's eaten.
Devon looks at Evan, not accepting her arm quite yet.
Evan: Fine, we can go together to get him his meal from the hotel restaurant. 
Babycakes: My name is Sir Gent Jean-Pierre Fortner. You can call me Fort.
Evan has a rather annoyed look on his bruised face.
Rava waits politely.
Guy seems surprised at this. "Fortner, you say?"
Storyteller: roll wits + empathy anyone 
Rava: 1 success [1d10 = 8]
Madison: Wits +3, Empathy +2 (0 successes ) [5d10 = 21]
Guy: Wits +3, Empathy +1 (1 success you get 1 RollAgain) [4d10 = 19]
Babycakes: You can call me fort. Like a castle.
Guy: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 2]
Evan: Wits +3, ph/so unskill -1 (0 successes ) [2d10 = 6]
Devon: Wits +2, Empathy +3 (0 successes ) [5d10 = 23]
Leetsepeak (Devon): fuck, ow
Evan: Fort. Alright.
Quimpy (Madison): me too
Leetsepeak (Devon): I'm not used to FAILURE
Devon: Evan. 
Evan: Devon.
Devon: Will you be safe?
Rava smiles slightly, eyeing Babycakes. "Sergeant Fortner, then."
Guy: Sargent Fortner, was your father's name also Fortner?
Babycakes: Fort! Hehe just call me Fort.
Evan: What, at the restaurant with Madison and Baby--Fort?
Babycakes: Yes of course.
Campaign saved.
Devon looks at Madison. "Keep him safe. He's still weakened."
Madison takes Babyfort by the arm and waits for the others to decide if they want to pretend to eat or not.
Evan: As if that will happen.
Babycakes: Pappa's name was Maximillian Fortner. He is from a proud family. Me too because that's my dad.
Madison rolls her eyes at Devon. "Of course."
Devon then takes Rava's arm in a distinctly impersonal fashion.
Rava thinks it damn well better be impersonal.
Rava walks off with Devon to somewhere.
Quimpy (Madison): quick, cop a feel
Storyteller: (It's dirt)
Guy: Fort, my name is Guillaume Arnaud Valjean Dantes Hohenstaufer-Fortaner. I suspect we are related.
Babycakes: That's a lot of names.
Guy: My father was important, once.
Evan shakes his head at the strange show of Devon giving a shit. Moves to follow Madison and Fort.
Babycakes: Mine too but mine is dead. He was eaten by a monster.
Leetsepeak (Devon): so what, are there any provisions for going off on their own
Leetsepeak (Devon): like seperate boxes or something
Storyteller: Well there is a storm coming in
Leetsepeak (Devon): oh, so they should go inside or something now?
Guy: Mine is also dead, Fort. He died a long time ago. I am sorry about your father.
Babycakes: Me too. It's ok. I was little and I don't remember all of the blood as much anymore.
Madison leads them along to the restaurant as they speak and waits to be seated by someone.
Evan: If only I had such a memory.
Devon pauses Rava. "Perhaps it can wait."
Leetsepeak (Devon): yes it is
Leetsepeak (Devon): ghosts
Campaign saved.
Nvalt (Rava): gooo prudence
Rava: You're likely right. It will be there tomorrow night.
As Evan's watch beeps for 3am, everyone sees a few people come to the hotel courtyard and systematically enter their rooms.
Evan: Madison...I think the restaurant is closed for the night. It's 3am.
Roll wits + empathy 
yep
Madison: Wits +3, Empathy +2 (1 success ) [5d10 = 25]
Rava: 0 successes [1d10 = 4]
Devon: Wits +2, Empathy +3 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [5d10 = 29]
Devon: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 7]
Guy: Wits +3, Empathy +1 (0 successes ) [4d10 = 11]
ok and what
IM me, stop being obtuse
Evan laughs aloud.
Devon: Intelligence +4, Investigation +2, Auspex +2 (2 successes ) [8d10 = 42]
Evan doesn't really have the look of amusement, so the laugh is a little creepy
Evan is more than a little creepy honestly
Rava pilfers a steak knife and stows it in her bag.
Guy is also quite creepy. :(
Devon is quite cool, actually.
Campaign saved.
Evan whispers to the others, "Those people are like automatons. Did you notice?" 
Devon: walks back to the crew. "Identically dressed, moving in concert."
Leetsepeak (Devon): fuu
Rava: Systematic, yes?
Leetsepeak (Devon): Devon was infected with Der Monolaug
Madison: What was that about?
Rava looks at Devon and Evan. "Are they alive?"
Evan: Baby---Fort, do you have snacks you can eat tonight?
Devon: They're not.
Rava: Mm.
Devon: They aren't undead, either.
Evan: They're not afflicted by our condition.
Evan: Nor are they typical humans.
Guy: Garou?
Evan: They looked rather corpselike.
Rava: Prometheans. Maybe...
Devon: No. Nothing I've seen before.
Babycakes wishes he had his DS.
Devon: I studied one. He was...
Devon: Cold.
Rava eyes Devon, "A Promethean?"
Babycakes: I have kit-kat bars. 20 of them.
Leetsepeak (Devon): I should definitely roll something to realize what that is and try to compare notes
Evan: Alright...
Leetsepeak (Devon): what do, almighty
Babycakes looks in his bag. "No... I ated them."
Evan: Hmm.
Evan: Okay. We all...need food, right?
Madison laughs loudly.
Babycakes: Yes I am hungry. I want bacon.
Evan walks over to one of the rooms where the automatons went into, producing a bottlecap from his pocket.
Evan knocks on the door.
Campaign saved.
Rava watches Evan from afar.
Evan is still holding that bloody egg, btw
No one answers.
Leetsepeak (Devon): I was away, should I
Evan tries the door
It's unlocked.
Evan opens the door, "Hello? You dropped something."
Evan repeats himself in arabic.
Devon walks with Evan. He's like a hound.
You enter the room, it's pretty normal inside... a bed, a dresser, a bookcase. There's nothing personal in the room. No suitcases, no tourist brochures, no evidence of being used.
You see no one inside. The bathroom door is closed.
Evan frowns at Devon.
Evan shrugs, and continues on to the bathroom door.
Evan knocks, then opens the door. "Hello?"
It's unlocked and very dark inside the bathroom.
Devon will totally turn on his auspex to see.
It's extremely cold in the bathroom.
Devon: Intelligence +4, Investigation +2, Auspex +2 (3 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [8d10 = 43]
Devon: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 4]
Guy remains outside.
Devon goes all CSI on that fucking bathroom.
Rava joins Guy in standing around.
Campaign saved.
Evan touches the back side of the bathroom door hesitantly.
Madison is also outside. Frankensteins will be frankensteins.
Fort stands near Guy.
Evan looks like he might be ready to flee at any second.
Evan has no pride currently, that's for sure.
Fort: I wonder if I can use the bathroom yet.
Evan: Not in here. Stay outside.
Fort has Okayface.
Evan: Someone...take him to the lobby?
Fort: No i will wait.
Evan: Intelligence +4, Investigation +2, Auspex +3 (2 successes you get 2 RollAgains) [9d10 = 50]
Evan: Reroll +2 (1 success ) [2d10 = 15]
Storyteller: devon please roll that too
Madison takes Fortcakes away to the lobby to do his bizness.
Madison or not. Should have read more.
Fort follows her, talking about all of his pokemons.
Fort stays, but still talks about them.
Madison: Socialize +3, Empathy +2 (0 successes ) [5d10 = 27]
Madison doesn't seem to give a fuck about pokemons.
Madison tried to give a fuck. She really did.
Rava chats up Guy, "So you've known Ivrah for some time?"
Guy: After a fashion, hah.
Guy: I mean, clearly a time elapsed where I could not know him. ...Madame
Devon: Evan.
Campaign saved.
Evan: ...Devon.
Devon: You see this. What do you think?
Evan: I...
Guy waits for Rava to speak for a momet, then shakes his head and goes back to what he was doing.
Evan: I'm leaving this place, it's...unclean.
Fort tells Madison about boobasaur or shitsapox or some crap. He just goes on and on.
Devon: Wait.
Evan moves to leave
Rava: Of course. But no one really changes do they? Time's march being no different. 
Devon will move to stop him. ROLL.
Storyteller: int + occult
Evan: Intelligence +4, Occult +1 (2 successes ) [5d10 = 25]
Devon: Intelligence +4, Occult +3 (0 successes ) [7d10 = 23]
Leetsepeak (Devon): whoa
Leetsepeak (Devon): WHAT
Leetsepeak (Devon): Devon was actually stopping him for another reason, can we roll to actually prevent Evan from leaving?
Storyteller: str + brawl to keep evan back with force
Devon: Strength +4, Brawl +3 (3 successes ) [7d10 = 43]
Leetsepeak (Devon): hopefully not
Storyteller: no
Leetsepeak (Devon): he's just trying to manhandle him back to the bathroom
Evan: Composure +2, ph/so unskill -1 (1 success ) [1d10 = 8]
Campaign saved.
Evan is successfully restrained and seems to think about the stuff on the back of the door.
Devon: Evan. The blood. Can you take a sample?
Guy: I... believe a man can change, in time. I've seen it happen.
Fort: Evolve like pokemons.
Guy: Regardless, yes, I know Ivrah fairly well. When he was young and I far younger, I was set to him as a bodyguard.
Rava: I never have. But then I've not lived as long as you. Or Ivrah.
Evan looks alarmed at being restrained from leaving, and quickly tries to examine the blood, it's either that or confront being restrained.
Madison: Yes. Like Porkymen.
Devon would let him do that.
Fort: mmm pork.
Guy: Again, I spent a great deal of time unconscious. Time means nothing when you cannot experience it.
Evan takes a sample, muttering, "The offset, in the mirror. Clothes the same as the dead man on the road."
Rava: Quite true.
Evan: Chilled darkness, swirling shadows and a circle of script I cannot read.
Evan: Curiouser and curiouser.
Devon: I suspected a connection.
Evan pockets the sample, putting it in the pocket where he doesn't have the egg.
Devon reaches down to pick up a shard of pottery from the ground, examining it. "The same as what brought us here."
Evan stands, and gives Devon a look. "I would like to leave now. If you don't mind."
Evan: Intelligence +4, Academics +1 (1 success ) [5d10 = 27]
Devon: Yes, let's go.
Devon allows him to leave the room, and follows behind him.
Guy: Was there something you wsihed to know about him?
Campaign saved.
Rava: turns to Evan and Devon, speaking sidelong to Guy, "Perhaps later."
Devon takes the shard with him.
Fort: Maddyson can we do the special hug now? 
Rava: What did you find?
Evan has a very hassled look in his creepily pale eyes. "That language was assyrian. Who the fuck writes......."
Evan stares at Madison and Babycakes, looking instantly side-tracked.
Evan: Wits +3, Composure +2 (2 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [5d10 = 31]
Evan: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 5]
Evan: Fort, Madison needs to go to her room so she can be safe. You can't go with her or the people at the hotel will make her leave.
The room begins to shake slightly.
Rava blinks.
Quimpy (Madison): EVEN THE GODS ARE AGAINST THEIR LOVE
Evan hits the ground. PTSD is one hell of a drug
Devon glances around, confused.
Leetsepeak (Devon): mandi mandi
Rava looks around, more startled by Evan's reaction than anything.
Fort hits the ground too. Repeatedly. "stop!"
Guy touches his chest, with an odd look about his face.
Leetsepeak (Devon): are they suppositories
Devon: Intelligence +4, Crafts +3, Occult +3, +1 (3 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [11d10 = 60]
Devon: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 4]
Leetsepeak (Devon): yup
Storyteller: pot roll
Leetsepeak (Devon): put up butt, become ghost thrall
Madison bends down and looks around. "We should get away to our respective rooms."
Leetsepeak (Devon): Rava hasn't seen it
Guy kneels, to help Evan up. "Yes."
Devon holds up a hand to halt them. He's THINKING.
Rava glances back at the room they came from curiosly, then back to Devon. She folds her arms.
Campaign saved.
Evan stands on his own but nods to Guy so he knows it's appreciated. He takes Madison by the hand, "It's not safe here. You need to move."
Devon holds out the piece of pottery. "Do you recall what Hyapatia showed us?"
Madison, Guy and Rava see the same sort of similarly dressed people heading in this direction.
Evan picks up Madison and uses celerity to gtfo.
Rava: Ye--Let's go. We will discuss later.
Rava leaves. Rapidly.
Devon: ...
Madison is gotten the Frankenstein out.
Fort looks around.
Devon looks at Guy, then at the people.
Fort runs after Maddyson.
Guy heads over to his room, eyeing the people askance. Or is that askew?
Rava doesn't even look at them, she just heads to her room.
Devon is left alone. He retreats to his own room, watching them all the way.
They watch from their room windows as the people enter their rooms and close the doors in unison. The sun will rise in an hour.
Guy closes and secures his shutters.
Evan puts Madison at her door and tells her to lock it and not let anyone in. He then takes Fort by the hand, and retreats to the room they will share, intending to stay awake.
Storyteller: hubba hubba
Storyteller: boner fight!
Campaign saved.
Rava darkens her room completely. Not a single ray will penetrate her room. She takes inventory of the contents of her purse before retiring for the day.
Devon does the same and locks the door. He moves to sit on his bed, facing the door, with his machetes next to him. He does not rest.
Evan secures the closet so that he won't get exposed to any light during the daytime, and then he will examine Fort's head injury before withdrawing into his hidey hole.
Storyteller: int + medicine
Evan will also tell Fort that it would be unsafe for him to be present when Evan wakes up, and that he should eat at the restaurant during the day but not leave the grounds.
Evan gives Fort money to buy food or whatever.
Evan: Intelligence +4, Medicine +3, Blutalchemie +4 (3 successes you get 1 RollAgain) [11d10 = 59]
Evan: Reroll +1 (0 successes ) [1d10 = 7]
Storyteller: I'll tell you IRL what happened
The night ends on that note; as the sun rises, you are all locked away in your rooms. Under your beds, in your closets, in your bathrooms covered by mattresses, etc. You are all safe for the moment. As you close your eyes, you recall your dreams from the night before, and wonder if they will continue tonight.
Evan gives Fort a list of things to get from the pharmacy, also.
MJ (Evan): (along with a script for anything that would need it)
Everyone gets +4xp for the RP session, +1 for going over time willingly, and +2xp for all your hard work on the wiki!
yes that's 7xp
also nvalt gets +1 for the drarrring
AND 
I was going to say that
Campaign saved.
Chris gets +1xp for each of his drawings
Leetsepeak (Devon): aww nuts
Leetsepeak (Devon): I can't draw, damn you
you got xp for your writing leet
Leetsepeak (Devon): HOW MUCH
Leetsepeak (Devon): oh, yeah
Leetsepeak (Devon): can I trade it for cocaine
Leetsepeak (Devon): you should call it blood SCIENCE
Leetsepeak (Devon): night!
Nvalt (Rava): Rava may want to chat with Devon further about all this shit
Quimpy (Madison): orgy in Evan's room
Campaign saved.
Leetsepeak (Devon): they can do that
Campaign saved.
'Quimpy' disconnected
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Category:October
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Category:Fantasy Grounds