Intro Phase 4 - "Rebels With a Cause"
New Cast Appearing:
Storen as TheStoryteller, Franz, Marie, Various NPCs
Lucca as Trune
Session Start: Sun Apr 17 15:38:43 2005
New Meribia, Central Dist. - Dungeons
<TheStoryteller> Time passes slowly... or quickly.. or not at all? It seems like you've been here forever. All alone in a cell. The only human contact that you've had in what seems like ages is the pain from a Bree bunny girl's cat o' nine tails across your back. But even that is distant, as you've grown numb to just about everything...
<TheStoryteller> The only thing keeping you going has been the dreams. The voices are still with you even now. They are REAL... even if noone will believe you. You have to survive.. you have to SHOW THEM. You are the one that is right!
* Trune leans against one of the walls of his very tiny cell, starting at the floor with a distant gaze, and seeming somewhat disintrested of any activity that goes on around him.
<TheStoryteller> Bree's legendary Elementalor Staff glitters before your half-waking eyes on the floor. You start to reach out for it, but catch yourself. It's just a trick of the dim light... the real thing is far. far away from you.
* Trune draws his hand back and chuckles, "(w) Great, now I'm going fuckin' nuts. Splendid."
* Trune then sighs and goes back to his disintrested stare at the floor.
<TheStoryteller> A familiar sound of a baton clanging against distant metal bars is heard. The guard should be making her rounds right about now...
* Trune looks up just slightly, "And here comes the S&M bunny herself..."
<TheStoryteller> Your thoughts turn to escaping, but you've already tried every trick you know. This cell is specially warded against the use of willforce... an extremely rare dragon diamond is set in the floor, sucking up any energy expended in spellcraft.
* Trune leans futher back into the wall, smiling grimly, "Man, what am I gonna tell everyone when I get out? That I get beat up daily by a /bunny/."
<TheStoryteller> Just as the sounds grow closer, suddenly there's quite a different one! You hear the sounds of a scuffle beginning to emerge some distance away.
* Trune blinks and looks up.
<TheStoryteller> This is certainly rare. Anyone you've ever seen here has long given up hope of escaping.
<TheStoryteller> There's a small explosion, as the light travels down the corridor, flickering wildly. A metal baton goes skidding across the floor in front of your cell. :o
<Trune> What the hell? O_o
* Trune stands up now, trying to get a better look.
<TheStoryteller> It is soon followed by an utterly dazed and unconscious body of one of your tormentors... the blond haired, muscle-bound dominatrix in a black leather bunny suit. o_O
<TheStoryteller> [Bunny Torturer] Oooh... *passes out*
<Trune> W...wh...hey! Who's down there?! Mind letting me out? Help down there! Hello?!
<TheStoryteller> She almost looks like she enjoys the pain in some sick way. ^^
* Trune looks around his cell for anything to make noise against the bars, and finds an old tin food plate. He grabs it and begins to bang on the bars, loudly!
<TheStoryteller> Running up behind the fallen prison worker is a very short beastman. He can't be more than a boy. He is wearing a green tunic with metal accents, and his orange hair is unkempt and wild. He's got a bomb in one of his hands, and a knife in the other.
* Trune stops and looks utterly confused, "Who the hell are you? O_o You're just a kid."
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Whoo! That's a lot more bang than I thought!
<TheStoryteller> Franz puts the other one away, and turns to you.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] The name's Franz Jinzel. And I'm bustin' outta this joint!
* Trune's look grows a bit skeptical, "Wait, wait, let me get this right..."
<Trune> You're here, manage to smuggle in a BOMB and blow yourself out? Here, with these guards? How'd ya do that?"
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] 'Cause I'm the greatest thief in all Meribia! But unlike Bree, I got the people behind me!
<Trune> I heard you had light fingers, but that's kind of tough to believe. o_O Especially with the she-devil bunny babes.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] You've been getting the worst of it, at least since I was locked up yesterday.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] You musta really pissed her heinousness off!
<Trune> Looking at her crosseyed pisses her off.
<Trune> It must be my winning personality.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Torture like that is usually reserved for people who try to steal from her, like me. ;)
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Speaking of which...
<TheStoryteller> Franz steals the bunny guard's special jail key. He also gives her a good punch, since she was starting to come back around.
<TheStoryteller> Franz uses it to unlock Trune's cell door.
<TheStoryteller> The metal grinds open. You can almost hardly believe it at first. You're free!
* Trune takes a few slow steps out, at first uncomprehending, then looking estatic, "Oh...my...whoa. Thank you...geez, I can't believe this...."
<TheStoryteller> Immediately Trune feels the mental haze that has haunted him for weeks clear up.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] This is sure a special cell. Built for Hylan-types like you.
<Trune> Yeah, they moved me here when I tried to blow their asses to kingdom come. Course uh...didn't work too well regardless.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] I know the way to where your stuff's kept. We probably are going to have to take down a few more bunny bimboes to get out of here, too, so any help's appreciated.
* Trune nods, "I don't really know who you are, but anything beats what's back there."
<Trune> Which way?
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Hah, well we can talk all about it one we get outta here. I got a feeling we could become good friends...
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Anyway, follow me!
<TheStoryteller> Franz takes off down the hallway to your right...
* Trune follows close behind, but before he does he gives the S&M bunny guard a good kick in the side. ;)
<TheStoryteller> [Bunny Torturer] *mumble* Ohh... it hurts so gooood.... *mumble*
<TheStoryteller> Franz and Trune proceed thankfully without incident. You pass by some other cells, with people clawing at the gate.
<TheStoryteller> [Prisoner] Let me out! If I see another bunny I'll go insane!
* Trune looks guilty for a split second, but then continues onward without slowing.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Uhh.. sorry pal... I have to travel light. When the rebellion starts, we'll come for you first, though!
<TheStoryteller> Franz keeps going, rounding the next corner with Trune behind him.
<Trune> Rebellion?
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Yeah! There's a Goddess Festival tournament going on right now. One of my best men, Ryllan is going to challenge Bree to a match before everyone without her vaunted staff to protect her...
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] If we've rigged things right, we can show the world she's not invincible, and the people will rise up! She only keeps everyone in check with fear and greed...
* Trune instantly perks up, "Oh really? Without her staff?"
<Trune> . o O ( Intresting...Bree doesn't have her staff and Franz busts me out. Something tells me I wasn't a random target. )
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] That's right. The stipulation Jean set down is she has to not use it in combat. Her bodyguard Liza will probably have it or something. She wouldn't let it out of her sight otherwise.
<TheStoryteller> Franz finds a storeroom and picks the lock effortlessly. He's obviously done this many, many times.
* Trune hmms, keeping an eye out for any guards while Franz picks the lock.
<TheStoryteller> Inside you find a lot of randomly piled up clothing and personal effects. In one corner, Trune's equipment is resting, thrown there very carelessly. His clothes are not even washed, either. Sigh. :/
* Trune doesn't seem to care, "Aww, sweet!"
* Trune quickly gets equipped, as it were.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] By the way, you've probably realized I didn't just waste my time breaking you out without a reason. I heard you got locked up for trying to yoink that staff a few weeks back.
* Trune smiles a little, "I thought as much."
<Trune> Man, it's been a few weeks already?
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] You got guts and are maybe a little loony, but anyone who wants to weaken Bree is a friend of mine!
* Trune frowns, "Well, it wasn't the brightest idea I've ever ha--Hey. Did you hear about another guys who got locked up with me? Short, pudgy kid by the name of Heath?"
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Heath.. Heath.. uhh... *thinks fast*
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Oh, that kid. I heard he buckled under really badly to the torture, then got transferred somewhere else. Maybe one of those work camps out in the wilderness...
* Trune stops as if someone socked him in the stomach, and leans against the wall, "...Son of a bitch..."
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] He's got to work off his debt or some crap like that. :/
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Don't worry, it's sure better than being tortured by bunny girls every day!
<Trune> Least he's alive...
* Trune nods, "Yeah."
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] You good to go? Let's not linger too long. They're sure to find the body by now.
<Trune> Yeah, let's book it.
<TheStoryteller> Franz starts running back around the corner into the main hall, water dripping here and there from the damp cieling.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Oh hey, weren't you locked up with another chick?
* Trune glowers, "...No."
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Maybe I got it wrong then. But I saw her running around with the Bree guards at the mansion. I think she backstabbed you, bro...
<Trune> That's the short of it, yeah. She sold me out to save her behind.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Aw man. Just like a woman, huh? ^^
<TheStoryteller> Franz stops at a 4 way junction. Just as he does so, a bell rings out.
<TheStoryteller> *DING DING DING* *DING DING DING*
* Trune looks up, "Spit. I think they're on to us."
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] That was faster than usual. :P
<Trune> Faster than usual? How lousy is the guard here, anyway?
<TheStoryteller> Franz turns left. "I hope you don't mind taking the shortcut. With you along it's an option!"
<Trune> As long as we get out of here, I'm game!
<TheStoryteller> The footsteps and female voices echo down the corridors... you sure don't want to tangle with them if you can help it...
<TheStoryteller> Franz proceeds down a twisting path that becomes very narrow. It soon apruptly stops by a huge underground chasm. o_O
<Trune> Gaah---! O_o
<TheStoryteller> You can notice some things here seem out of place. The cave walls are punctured by what seems to be steel girders and glass. A ruin of something from long ago?
<Trune> Okay, this is new. Where the hell are we going?
<TheStoryteller> Franz studies the layout, looking for his 'shortcut'. It soon becomes obvious what he's thinking. Amidst the torn remnants of ancient buildings is a drawbridge, starting about 30' in front of you and continuing towards an exit. Only half of it is down, and the other is standing upright next to Franz.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Okay, see, I figured out last time that this bridge is one of those old 'Adept' machines. You know right?
* Trune nods.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] If you concentrate real hard it'll move! But I don't have the grey matter for this kinda thing!
<Trune> I'll see what I can do.
* Trune stands firm, closing his eyes and concentrating.
* Trune then pales and holds his head, his concentration faltering, "Gah."
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] You okay, Trune? You looked like you just saw a ghost.
* Trune shakes his head, returning to his previous stance, "Er...sorry. Thought I heard somethin', but I think I was wrong. I'll have this bridge down in a sec."
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] C'mon, buck up! Those tales of haunted ruins are just stories to scare kids!
<Trune> Y...yeah. Sure.
* Trune goes back to concentrating.
<TheStoryteller> Trune regains his composure and focuses on the drawbridge section. It begins to rumble, shaking off grime and grit from ages of disuse. It also scrapes the cieling, flicking pieces of cement off here and there as it slides inch by inch downwards.
<Trune> "(w) There we go...easy...easy now...easy..."
<TheStoryteller> Trune falters a bit at the end though, as it drops with a loud thunk! The way is clear now, though.
<Trune> Eh, not the best I've ever done, but it's down.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Right on! Now we can flank most of the guard stations.
<TheStoryteller> Franz tests the nearest section, tiptoeing out onto it.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Sturdy enough. One at a time...
<TheStoryteller> Franz crosses safely to the other hallway section.
* Trune begins to slowly cross the bridge once Franz is on the other side.
<TheStoryteller> Trune feels a bit uneasy, bit it holds well enough. Just as he crosses, one of the sections lurches downwards! It might not be safe to go back, now. Then again, who would want to??
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Mmm, well, not like we need this again. Let's go on. The exit is right past the warden's office!
* Trune starts at the sound, and looks behind him, "Oh man. Least we can't be followed."
<Trune> Right. Let's go.
<TheStoryteller> As if to emphasize Trune's point, he can make out some lights coming down the way they came.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Heh, you got it! Be prepared for a fight. She's a tough cookie...
<Trune> Is she tougher than the S&M Bunny back there?
<TheStoryteller> Franz hurries onward through the twisting path, as it turns into a much more normal corridor. The bricks on the walls are now good quality, and retain their original paintjob. The water damage from before fades as well. This must be well maintained.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] *nods* She's an elite Bunny Karate fighter. Nothing like those wannabees.
<Trune> Aw, damn. This'll suck then.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Just let me do the slicing and you get my back. I wanna see why you got such a special lockup myself! ;)
* Trune nods, "Like I said, s'gotta be my personality."
<TheStoryteller> Up ahead, you see lights flicker and loud voices. "What do you mean you lost them?! Idiots! Bree will have my head if I let him get away AGAIN."
<TheStoryteller> [Warden] Lock down everything, even the restrooms if you have to!
<Trune> Geez, now they can't even go wee? Sadists.
<TheStoryteller> [Bunny Guards] Yes ma'am!
<TheStoryteller> You come up behind a glass enclosure, as you see an angry blond-haired woman barking her orders to two younger, leather-clad girls.
<TheStoryteller> Franz puts his knife in his mouth, and takes out his second bomb. "No sense letting this go to waste..."
* Trune wideyes, "Shouldn't we be further away if you use that?"
<TheStoryteller> Franz winks in a dangerous manner and flips the bomb deftly into a ventilation duct above you. It clangs around a few times, before dropping right inside of the office.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Duck! ^^;
* Trune does so! ^^;
<TheStoryteller> [Bunny Warden] *turns around* What the...!
<TheStoryteller> KABOOOOOOM!!!
<TheStoryteller> The whole place explodes outward in a conflaguration, broken glass flying over your heads.
<TheStoryteller> When the smoke clears you find the two bunny guards knocked out, and the warden's pink bunny suit charred, with it's wearer coughing madly and yelling. "OOOOGH.. FRANZ! THAT'S IT!"
<TheStoryteller> Franz comes out of hiding and charges through the broken office door. "Hi babe, you miss me??"
<Trune> Wow, you're on a first-name basis with her? O_o
<TheStoryteller> [Bunny Warden] That's the third suit I've gone through this month! I'm going to shove that 'tude so far up your arse you'll be begging me for mercy!
<Trune> S'not like another suit is gonna do much for you, if you know what I mean.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Ooh, I'm real scared Marie. The last time I think it was you who were on your knees begging, eh? ;)
<Trune> ...Too much information!
<TheStoryteller> [Marie] You picked the wrong "time of the month" to mess with me, Franz.. >:|
~~ COMBAT! ~~
<TheStoryteller> >> Enemy Front: Bunny Karate Warden, Marie!
<TheStoryteller> >> Ally Front: Franz
<TheStoryteller> >> Ally Rear: Trune
<TheStoryteller> >> Round 1!
<TheStoryteller> >> Declaration Phase.
<TheStoryteller> [Marie] Prepare to feel the fury of a real Bunny Karate master!
<TheStoryteller> >> Marie begins assuming an attack stance, glowing with a pink aura.
<Trune> Ooh, I'm shaking, Saggy. Can I call you saggy?
* Trune twirls his athames and concentrates.
<TheStoryteller> [Marie] You little brat... keep it up and I'll torture you x10 worse than Samantha did.
<TheStoryteller> Franz prepares to attack!
<TheStoryteller> >> Battle Phase.
<TheStoryteller> >> Marie gathers all of her power, shaking her cute bunny butt once and splits into two! Both of them charge the ally group with fearsome fury! "Baniigaru Danmaku!"
<TheStoryteller> >> Franz is struck for 14! Trune is struck for 20!
<Trune> Motherfu--ow!
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Eh... that trick's not enough to stop the great Franz Jinzel!
<TheStoryteller> >> Franz attacks Marie with his combat knife
<Trune> Excellent trick, Saggy! That's almost intimidating!
<TheStoryteller> >> 1: Missed! 2: 21!
<TheStoryteller> >> Trune's action.
* Trune holds his athames out to his side, curls of shadowy energy swirling about his body as a spidery string of arcane words slips from his tongue. He then holds his athames outwards, and the shadowy energy draws inwards and then dissapears.
<TheStoryteller> >> Trune casts Mimir's Well! Dark power flows into his mind, raising Talent 25%!
<TheStoryteller> >> Round 2!
<TheStoryteller> >> Declaration Phase.
<TheStoryteller> [Marie] Saggy? You MALE!
<Trune> What? Saggy. It fits. Unless I want to describe your facial features, which are oddly remenisant of a hippo. May I call you Hippo Saggy? It can almost be a call name!
<TheStoryteller> Marie crouches low and prepares to leap at Franz, growling at Trune.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Hey, I like you already Trune. You've got some good lines!
<TheStoryteller> Franz prepares to strike again!
* Trune holds his athames again, concentrating.
<TheStoryteller> >> Battle Phase.
<TheStoryteller> >> Marie dashes at Franz in a blur, trying to distract his defenses with her feminine wiles. "Bunny Fury!"
<TheStoryteller> >> 1: 20! 2: 21! 3: Missed!
* Trune winces, "You okay?"
<TheStoryteller> >> Franz's Trick Flip activates! He hurls Marie across the room with a well timed dagger punch! She takes 40 damage from impact!
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Nice shot, but you're still too sloppy, sweetcakes.
<TheStoryteller> [Marie] Ooogh!
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Just hit her hard soon. I can't keep this up forever!
<TheStoryteller> >> Franz attacks!
<Trune> Don't worry, I got something in mind.
<TheStoryteller> >> 1: Missed! 2: Missed!
<Trune> Amazing, you're actually fast, considering those big saggy melons you've got, Hips.
<TheStoryteller> Marie dodges the blows easily, regaining her composure. "Franz, what are you watching? Heehee."
<Trune> I figured they must be deadweight!
<TheStoryteller> [Marie] You just wish you could have this body, magey-boy.
<TheStoryteller> >> Trune's action.
<Trune> I'd be a bit FREAKISH if I had your body. Ready, babe?
<Trune> Mother Green, Grant me a limb, and strike! Vine Whip!
* Trune concentrates as a large vine suddenly pokes up from one of the cracks in the ground. Growing at an alarming rate, it suddenly wraps itself around Marie's midsection, drawing her up into the air before slamming her down to the ground! The vine quickly unwraps itself and begins to wither, then dissapears.
<TheStoryteller> >> Trune casts Vine Whip! Marie is smacked around in something reminiscent of a bad tentacle flick.. 76 damage!
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Sweet! I knew I could count on you.
<TheStoryteller> >> Round 3!
<TheStoryteller> >> Declaration Phase.
* Trune grins and concentrates once more, "More where that came from."
<TheStoryteller> [Marie] Hey, you're more manly than you look. This calls for my secret technique.
* Trune whistles, "Aww, c'mon Saggy Hippo. Not on the first date!"
<Trune> I'm underage!
<TheStoryteller> Franz attempts to sieze the moment with his sticky fingers...
<TheStoryteller> >> Battle Phase.
<TheStoryteller> >> Marie blows a kiss to Trune! The sickly sweet phantasmal lips float along & land squarely on his lips... *SMACK*
<TheStoryteller> >> Trune takes 22 damage! But he resists MUTE!
<Trune> Bleh, bad breath.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Wha, you cheatin' on me babe?
<TheStoryteller> >> Franz runs around Marie in a circle, swiping her items and pinching her bunny butt on the way back!
<TheStoryteller> >> Franz gets some Angel Tears!
<TheStoryteller> [Marie] Hey, give that back!!
<TheStoryteller> >> Trune's action.
<Trune> Cord of flame, pierce the enemy with your power! Flare Arrow!
* Trune holds out his athame towards Marie, and a single point of flame appears at the tip of the blade, expanding and growing larger. Suddenly, it flies towards Marie in a stream of fire and smoke, impacting her dead-on!
<TheStoryteller> >> Trune's arrow of fire sails through the air and hits a very combustible fabric of her suit, setting it alight! Marie is Vulnerable to Fire!
<Trune> Hah, what's wrong Saggy? Those melons flammable?
<TheStoryteller> >> Marie screams as she is dealt 141 damage!
<TheStoryteller> [Marie] Why you little...!
<TheStoryteller> >> Marie tries to stop drop and roll... but about the only she does is drop. ^^
<Trune> Guess it wasn't a very good first date, huh Saggy?
<TheStoryteller> >> The enemy is obliterated!
~~ Victory! 3 XP, 2 MXP and 100 silver gained. ~~
<Trune> Let's go.
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Awesome. She's going to be feeling that for weeks!
<TheStoryteller> Franz makes a silly face at the defeated Marie, and steals her key!
* Trune whews, "Barbs or not, glad that's done with."
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Now we can get out of here. Let's get a quick bath at my safehouse & blend into the festival onlookers. I've got an idea...
<TheStoryteller> Franz unlocks the sturdy iron door that leads out of the prisons and up to the street level.
<Trune> An idea?
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] Yeah. When Ryllan does his thing and the crowds are all in a frenzy, you make a grab for that staff!
* Trune blinks, "...I like the way you think. O_o"
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] I don't care what the hell you do with it, just keep it far away from Bree!
<TheStoryteller> [Franz] It gives us a fightin' chance we'd never have otherwise.
<Trune> Consider it done.
<TheStoryteller> Franz nods, grinning at his roguish brillance, and heads into the shafts of sunlight...
* Trune starts to head after Franz, then stops momentarily, looking a bit disorented again. He then rights himself and follows.
<Trune> . o O ( Not much longer... )
<TheStoryteller> Trune steps out into the light. The warmth on his face after so long in the cold, wet darkness is almost like heaven. It urges you onward towards your mad dream with renewed vigor...
~~ SESSION END ~~
Session Close: Sun Apr 17 18:01:23 2005