You have just entered room "ASA Atlantien Sim."
Bobius411: Hi everybody.
BossManAlfa ASA: d'you invite jorge?
Bobius411: SN?
Mushin Yiqi: ::Throws himself prostrate before his superior::
BossManAlfa ASA: I'll get him
Bobius411: Tobias is the only other I've invited.
Bobius411: ::Twiddles thumbs::
BossManAlfa ASA: well we're the only ones online and not AFK and interested.
Mushin Yiqi: ::Raises his hand:: I'm not interested
Mushin Yiqi: (j/k)
BossManAlfa ASA: ::THWAPP::
Bobius411: Start the sim... I'm itching to RP. ::Scratch scratch scratch::
BossManAlfa ASA: lessee...here's the low down:
Mushin Yiqi: I'd say we need more people, but the SL works fine with what we have now. People just need to show up.
BossManAlfa ASA: SL?
Bobius411: ::Whisper:: storyline
BossManAlfa ASA: oh right.
BossManAlfa ASA: umm well then you can recap mux?
BossManAlfa ASA: b/c I'm needing to unwind everything at the moment and figure out everything that's going on. ::Ducks head::
Bobius411: ::Turns to Mux: Yeah... recap.
Mushin Yiqi: ... wait, I'm supposed to recap?
BossManAlfa ASA: you said the SL was fine, that means you remember it!
Mushin Yiqi: uhh...
Mushin Yiqi: um
Mushin Yiqi: weren't - OH!
Mushin Yiqi: No wait, that was a while ago
Mushin Yiqi: I think that our last sim left off with me struggling to force a Destiny line
BossManAlfa ASA: ok, now, I'll give the summary of most recent events. That's true.
Mushin Yiqi: But I think Vin was in the meeting room
Mushin Yiqi: all I remember is "I sense a disturbance in the force."
BossManAlfa ASA: Vin witnessed ATlanta trash the meeting room b/c she was emotional, then she went out to a dyke club.
BossManAlfa ASA: Gabe made a flamey swordy thing.
Bobius411: Is that right after the speech?
BossManAlfa ASA: yeah
Bobius411: K.
BossManAlfa ASA: Rico goes out on the steps of the gov't building and talks to some guy...
BossManAlfa ASA: guy is just like it's ok to be ga
BossManAlfa ASA: y
geORGeYpORGeYasa has entered the room.
BossManAlfa ASA: W00T!
Bobius411: Hey.
geORGeYpORGeYasa: ((excuse my tardy...im leaving for college tomorrow...got so much crap to do
geORGeYpORGeYasa: ))
BossManAlfa ASA: ok, so then matt was assigning gaurds to everyone and various other craziness.
Bobius411: Lets rp.
BossManAlfa ASA: oh and the CoE wants Justane dead.
BossManAlfa ASA: SIM.
BossManAlfa ASA: ~~~~~~
BossManAlfa ASA: :::sits in room, bored as hell::: :::looks at guards:::
BossManAlfa ASA: how am I suppose to inspire confidence if I can't leave THIS BUILDING?
BossManAlfa ASA: ::glares at gaurds::
Bobius411: ::Justane is milling about in lonely alleyways:: How am I supposed to do my job like this... stupid, stupid, STUPID!!! ::He's almost hitting himself over showing his picture to the group and having it all over the city now. His
Bobius411: staff is in his right hand, he's in his heavy cloack and everything, face hidden::
Bobius411: cloak**
BossManAlfa ASA: ::storms out of room, guards effortlessly keeping up with the sick JhedalKunk:: VIN! VIN! Where are you?!
Bobius411: ::He makes his way onto a roof via a fire escape, glancing down towards the building with Atlanta in it from afar:: I'll never see her now...
BossManAlfa ASA: ~~Meanwhile~~ ::The Council of Elders is closing on Justane's domain/home::
Bobius411: Random citizen on the roof: ::Turns towards Justane:: Hey, aren't you-
Bobius411: ::Justane sees this and bounds over the side of the building, taking off and running:: GOD-DAMNIT!!!
BossManAlfa ASA: ::growls:: GABE! VIN! Where they hell are they?
Bobius411: ::Justane has several hideouts... one in this city. He makes his way towards this one::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::random citizen reports it, but Justane is long gone...::
Bobius411: ::Justane is lifting the loose subway vent to his hideout when he spots his contact:: Hey... what the heck is this about?
Bobius411: ((Closing in as in there or watching from afar?))
BossManAlfa ASA: ((approaching the site, about to raid it, but if you see your contact...))
geORGeYpORGeYasa: ::gabe hearing the angry sounding JhedalKunk's calls leaves the currrently undescribed hallway to meet Atlanta::
Bobius411: ((I figured I'd skip the boring search for it.))
BossManAlfa ASA: C: Didn't I tell you that we'd reward your actions...
Bobius411: I didn't kill them yet...
Bobius411: I need more time! They have my picture everywhere!
BossManAlfa ASA: Those actions are no more important than your other actions.
BossManAlfa ASA: We like to reward our servants....
Bobius411: ::He's exceedingly angry. His face is twisted in rage behind his mask, his muscles bulging, just something he does when angry:: Not... now... I need a way in... thats all I want right now.
BossManAlfa ASA: ::suddenly armed Atlantiens of all tallnesses appear behind her with various weapons - and yes, a laser shooter::
BossManAlfa ASA: Gabe....
BossManAlfa ASA: Gabe...
Bobius411: ::He's holding the vent open, standing there and ready to enter:: Wait... whats... what...
geORGeYpORGeYasa: yes...?
BossManAlfa ASA: Where the hell is Vin?
Bobius411: Whats this about?
BossManAlfa ASA: We...need to go rally the city...I need to clean this city up, get them on the move, so we can more on...
geORGeYpORGeYasa: I have no idea.
BossManAlfa ASA: You are not an atlantien.
Bobius411: No shit...
BossManAlfa ASA: You SERVE us. You are nothing but a cave dweller without us...
BossManAlfa ASA: ::the gaurds move, and attack enmass, leaping out of the sewers and attacking enmass:::
Bobius411: ...If thats how you wanna put it, yeah...
Bobius411: ::Justane finds himself surrounded::
Bobius411: ((Wait... they jump on him already?))
BossManAlfa ASA: ::but the mass is somewhat disorganized, etc.::
BossManAlfa ASA: ((yeah they're sons of bitches, get inventive :P ))
Bobius411: ::Justane thrusts his staff at the nearest thug and jumps up to a fire escape. Soon he's dashing for the roof::
Mushin Yiqi: ... ::Vin stares thoughtlessly at one of the buildings in the city, appreciating it for some obscure flaw or protrusion, when the guards heading for Justane pass by him, shaking him from his spontaneous loss of thought:: Huh...?
Bobius411: You sons of bitches! Whores!
BossManAlfa ASA: ((Mux, you're lost.))
Bobius411: Inferior fucking.... mutants!!!
Bobius411: ::All while making his way to the roof::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::they chase after him, of course::
Bobius411: ((Justane is rather incoherent when he's in a rage.))
Mushin Yiqi: (( Vin is, I'm not. Heh. ))
Bobius411: ::Justane doesn't know why, but finds himself making his way, rooftop to rooftop, towards Atlanta's building::
Mushin Yiqi: (( Oh, wait, you mean Vin should be lost, to further the coolness of the storyline? ))
BossManAlfa ASA: ((A- You have gaurds mux, they are gaurding Vin. B - the gaurds are not jumping Justane, the Council of Elders's troops are))
BossManAlfa ASA: ((no I mean I think you lost the actions of the plot))
Mushin Yiqi: (( Blast, foiled again ))
Bobius411: ::Justane ducks behind each thing he can find, his practice in this matter hopefully gaining him some lead::
Mushin Yiqi: (( Do they have communicator thingummies? ))
Bobius411: ::He's incoherently screaming obscenities towards the gaurds at each chance::
BossManAlfa ASA: ((yeah...on their hands and collars...))
BossManAlfa ASA: ((Some elite operatives may have gotten sub-vocal implants))
Mushin Yiqi: (( Okay, nix my last RP line. I'm assuming 'lanta's got guards, too? ))
Bobius411: ::Justane spots a large tank of explosive liquid on the roof of one building, perhaps for heating or whatnot. A slam from his staff opens it. He takes out a cigarette lighter, standing his ground as the liquid puddles on the roof:
Bobius411: Come get me.
BossManAlfa ASA: ((everyone has many gaurds))
Bobius411: ((This OK, DM?))
Bobius411: ((Or whatever title you've given yourself.))
BossManAlfa ASA: ((yeah works for me, Atlantiens are not fond of fire))
BossManAlfa ASA: ((CO :P))
Mushin Yiqi: ::One of the guards nudges Vin as he walks down the street, temporarily distracted by something:: Guard: Atlanta is looking for you.
Bobius411: ::The roof has been flooded with explosive, flammable liquid. Justane is standing on the lip of the roof, ready to jump::
BossManAlfa ASA: Gabe...how do you think we should go about this. I need his head on a pike in the town square.
Bobius411: ::He's almost entered a trance. He's ready to pull the lighter, blowing the building to pieces when the troops approach::
BossManAlfa ASA: But first, I need to interrogate him, get all the knowledge he has.
geORGeYpORGeYasa: hrmm
Mushin Yiqi: (( Would they call her Atlanta, or The Jhedal'Kunk or somethin'? ahh, semantics)) Oh, uh... where? ::The guards, knowing the streets better than he, escort him to Atlanta quickly::
geORGeYpORGeYasa: well hes proven to be quite resourceful
geORGeYpORGeYasa: lets blow him up.
BossManAlfa ASA: ok but first we need him
Bobius411: ::Justane spots Vin nearby on the ground.::
Bobius411: ::His hood was thrown back, perhaps he might notice him and the dangerous situation about to go off::
LtCJoeASA has entered the room.
Bobius411: ::Turning back to the gaurds::
Bobius411: troops, whatever**
Mushin Yiqi: (( tiz tha j03 ))
LtCJoeASA: (TONIGHT?!)
BossManAlfa ASA: ::the CoE troops freeze and stare at Justane like at a madman::
LtCJoeASA: (Mother fucker, where we at?
BossManAlfa ASA: ((to make up for missing sunday))
BossManAlfa ASA: ((in the government building))
Bobius411: ::Breathing hard:: I have NO PROBLEM with killing all of you and everyone in this building...
Bobius411: In fact, I don't know whats stopping me right now...
Bobius411: Now...
Bobius411: We can all put this nonsense asside, let me finish my work, and forget this has ever happened.
Bobius411: Or...
BossManAlfa ASA: ((umm jorge can you update while I handle this?))
Bobius411: ::Readies to strike up a flame::
geORGeYpORGeYasa: ((i can try))
Bobius411: We can all make the evening news.
LtCJoeASA: (w00t)
BossManAlfa ASA: ::the gaurds glance from one to another, and to the contact ultimately::
BossManAlfa ASA: ((ack, not gaurds, minions :P ))
Bobius411: ::Glances down to Vin and his gaurds::
Bobius411: ::Back to the minions::
BossManAlfa ASA: ((Vin does have gaurds, minions is to keep which group is which clear))
Mushin Yiqi: ::Vin gazes up at Justane, his brow furrowing as he gestures for the guards to not do anything... yet::
Bobius411: Well... What does the fearless little mother figure think of this situation? ::Referring to the contact, of course::
BossManAlfa ASA: Elder, please leave us, when you are safe, we will destroy him, without risking your life.
BossManAlfa ASA: Your wisdom is needed more than our swords...
Bobius411: ::Justane is poised to jump to the next building while causing the conflagartion he's prepared::
BossManAlfa ASA: Contact: ::nods and leaves, swiftly, a small group leaving with her::
Bobius411: conflagaration*?
BossManAlfa ASA: ((who knows, I can't spell))
Bobius411: ::Shouting, enraged:: Leaving me to kill everyone, you whore!?
Bobius411: ::This might be causing a spectacle below, with crowds looking up to the masked figure, as well as those minions with swords::
BossManAlfa ASA: Contact: ::bristles and turns around:: Kill him.
BossManAlfa ASA: Now.
BossManAlfa ASA: ((yeah well, true that)).
BossManAlfa ASA: ::crowds mill around, upset, but wisely fleeing :P::
Bobius411: ::Justane feels a pang of regret:: What was that?
BossManAlfa ASA: ::the minions swarm the building, granted, only like 9 remain there, but they swarm anyway, they're special, they can do that::
Bobius411: ::Click. Click..::
Bobius411: ::A tall flame leaps from the lighter, he drops it and lunges to the next building::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::2 gaurds survive -- injured, but still coming after him as they call into their HQ for more help::
Mushin Yiqi: (( Wait, wait ))
Mushin Yiqi: ::Vin's eyes widen as he sees the lighter fall, and the intensity of his need unleashes a waygate for the magic to flow through him, extinguishing the flame of the lighter as it tumbles through the air::
BossManAlfa ASA: ((with a subvocal thingy))
Bobius411: ::Plunk!::
Bobius411: ::Justane stands and turn around::
Bobius411: What the?
Bobius411: ::Justane runs to the street, jumping off the building, landing on one of those canopy things. He drops to the sidewalk::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::okay...the guards survive, they are so amazed that they aren't crispy critters::
Bobius411: ::quietly:: Two options...
Mushin Yiqi: Whew... ::Vin sighs a breath of relief, hastily putting together his collapsible staff::
Bobius411: What the fuck, I'm crazy...
Bobius411: ::Loudly:: POLICE!!!
Bobius411: HELP!
LtCJoeASA: (O.o)
BossManAlfa ASA: :::it takes them a moment to regroup and chase the council elders:::
BossManAlfa ASA: ((you updated, Joe?))
Bobius411: ::Justane drops his staff, pulling his cloak off and putting his hands in the air::
BossManAlfa ASA: ((Oro....))
LtCJoeASA: (Somewhat...just finding a spot to jump in, 'cuz I'm still a bit confused)
Bobius411: ((Turn himself in for possible life in prison, die now?))
BossManAlfa ASA: ::a few nearby policeman had already been diverted to the skepticle and more are en route::
LtCJoeASA: *spectacle :-)
BossManAlfa ASA: ((lol. oops))
Bobius411: ::Hands up, surprisingly calm. His head tips down. He is more defeated now than ever in his life::
LtCJoeASA: (So, where's is everyone, exactly?)
BossManAlfa ASA: ((Gabe/Atlanta, gov't building. Vin in city observing this, Justane in city....))
Mushin Yiqi: (( Vin is standing about a hundred yards away from Justane, who is being surrounded by police. ))
BossManAlfa ASA: ((all of the merry marauders have guards)
BossManAlfa ASA: )
BossManAlfa ASA: ((LOTS of Gaurds))
Bobius411: ::Justane's eyes begin to tear a little:: I was so damn good, too... what's happened to me?
BossManAlfa ASA: Policewoman: "holy shit...it's the assasin...
LtCJoeASA: (I'm assuming Matt's gonna just get word of this and come running...you know, head of police and all...)
Bobius411: ::Glances to Vin on his way to turn to look at the minions overhead::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::minions disperse so the cops can't question them::
Bobius411: ::His mask hides all his emotions. The mask hides even his eyes::
Mushin Yiqi: ::Vin watches, his jaw set and eyes harsh and assessing, his conflicted expression clearly visible as his gaze follows Justane::
BossManAlfa ASA: Remove your mask, you son of an at'ten.
Bobius411: ((at'ten?))
BossManAlfa ASA: ((it's just an insult, Atlantine version of son of a bitch, but at'ten is not bitch...it literally means "outsider"))
Bobius411 has left the room.
BossManAlfa ASA: ((that did NOT just happen.))
LtCJoeASA: (Son, of, the, bitch.)
BossManAlfa ASA: ((what the mother....))
Bobius411 has entered the room.
LtCJoeASA: (w00t!)
Mushin Yiqi: (( *at'ten, jo ))
LtCJoeASA: (hehe)
Bobius411: ::Justane looks to the officer who spoke to him:: It stays on or I tell you nothing.
Bobius411: I assure you, I am the one responsible for the walker colony incident.
LtCJoeASA: Policeman: ::contacts Matt back at the Gov't Building:: Sir! The assassin! We've got him, come quick!
BossManAlfa ASA: ::as the first of the police go to arrest him, other go to disembowl him::
LtCJoeASA: ::meanwhile, back at the Main Gov't building...::
Bobius411: I surrender!!
BossManAlfa ASA: ::Atlanta damn well better receive the same info::
Bobius411: ::He's wearing his armor. His weighted staff lays harmlessly on the pavement::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::cops fight a pitched battle to hold off the lynch mob and get him out alive::
LtCJoeASA: ::Matt receives the transmission, and immediately gets Atlanta, Gabe, and everyone else that's there but not really there as NPCs all the news about what's happened. He tells them to meet up outside the building ASAP::
BossManAlfa ASA: ((alive so he can face...justice??!))
Bobius411: ::His hands up. Justane could have been a body builder, with all the work he's had to do for his job::
BossManAlfa ASA: Gabe. lets move. I can't believe this is finally happening.
Bobius411: ::Looking blankly ahead:: They needed me... I'm more nothing now than ever...
BossManAlfa ASA: ::moves, but isn't too fast::
Bobius411: ::He still has his hands up.::
LtCJoeASA: ::Matt immediately jets to the front of the building the second he ends the transmission:: Haha! We've got this fucker now...
geORGeYpORGeYasa: ::follows right next to atlanta::
Bobius411: I'm no danger to anyone... I have nothing left... Nowhere to hide... no... purpose. ::These last sentences are rather quiet, directly mostly to himself, although audible to the officers willing to listen::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::reaches front of building:: Lead on, general.
Bobius411: ::Justane is surprised he hasn't been cuffed yet::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::yeah well that's cause I type slow these days::
LtCJoeASA: They're this way! Let's go! ::Matt runs off towards the big spectacle...::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::goes after as best she can::
BossManAlfa ASA: ((that should have been ooc))
LtCJoeASA: ::by now, there's a big fuss and crowd surrounding the area, so Matt yells out to clear the way:: Out of the way! Police coming through!
Bobius411: ::A member of the lynch mob gets through the police. After blocking the attack, Justane subdues the mom member painfully::
Bobius411: ::A snap is heard as he reflexively breaks the person's arm::
BossManAlfa ASA: ~~ but the crowd is in mob mode and doesn't part readily ~~
LtCJoeASA: ::Matt wrests the Brother Sword from its sheath, and its metallic ring shimmers throughout the air:: Out of the way, I said!
Bobius411: ::Leaves the mob member on the ground, looking around, still feeling very defeated::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::the police continue their pitched battle as reinforcements arrive from the militants, selected for their discipline and adherance to protocol::
Mushin Yiqi: ::Vin circles around the mob as he hears Matt approach, waving him down as he nears the mob::
Bobius411: ::The mob continues to chuck rocks and bottles at the cops and Justane::
Bobius411: ::Its very near a riot::
BossManAlfa ASA: ((damn I want a bowl))
LtCJoeASA: ::Matt looks for the guards, and sees Vin waving, and "cuts" a path through the crowd to Vin:: This way, Atlanta, Gabe!
Bobius411: ::Justane stands there, not getting hit and absurdly out of it for the situation::
Mushin Yiqi: I think they may kill him. ::He says impassively, looking at the indifferent Justane::
BossManAlfa ASA: Atlanta: Not before I...::takes a breath:: not before he is found guilty in a court?
Bobius411: ::He's still looking blankly ahead, oblivious to the destruction:: I'm... nothing...
LtCJoeASA: ::Matt comes over to Vin, and looks around:: Where is he?
Bobius411: ::The crowd parts for the Matt, afraid of the sword. Those who see and recognize Atlanta stop very quickly::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::police and soldiers slowly disperse parts of the crowd, clearing a transmission pad to Justane::
Bobius411: ::With the reinforcements, many give up. Within minutes, a few stragglers are all that remain::
BossManAlfa ASA: Atlanta: Well...they finally noticed us... ::snorts::
LtCJoeASA: ::with the crowd dispersing, he locks his eyes on Justane:: You...
Bobius411: ::These are subduded. Justane collapses, sitting on the curb, head in his hands::
Bobius411: ::He's breathing heavily, looking down::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::policeman try to arrest or charge the rioters as they prepare to beam Justane to iso::
LtCJoeASA: ::Matt launches himself down towards Justane, standing over him in a few moments::
Bobius411: ::He begins... Now wait a minute. You don't mean... Crying?::
Bobius411: ::Justane's body is soon wracked with sobs::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::stands absolutely flat footed::
Bobius411: ((Manic depressive... God, I love insane characters.))
LtCJoeASA: ::Matt still glares, the anger, the vicious, barely held in check anger burning in his eyes. In a very stern, bitter voice, he speaks:: Stand up, scumbag.
BossManAlfa ASA: ::As are most of the police::
Bobius411: ::Justane looks up::
Bobius411: What?
Bobius411: ::His mask still hides his face completely::
LtCJoeASA: ::Matt's sword is still out, and is pointed down towards Justane:: I won't repeat myself again. Stand up, you fucking asshole. Stand the fuck up, NOW!
Bobius411: ::He stands. He comes out about Matt's height or taller:: ((I think I said around 6'... let me check))
BossManAlfa ASA: ((whatever))
Bobius411: ((OK, yeah.))
LtCJoeASA: ::Matt takes a step back, glaring into the eyes of the cold-blooded assassin who killed the entire Walker Colony...:: Hands on your head.
Bobius411: ::He turns to Matt, doing as told:: I'm nothing now...
LtCJoeASA: Shut your mouth!
LtCJoeASA: You have no right to speak here! Not after what you've done!
BossManAlfa ASA: ::just watches, furious, yet filled with pity::
Bobius411: I'm no threat to you... everything that was ever stable in my life has been turned against me... the council wants me dead...
LtCJoeASA: There will be a time for you to talk. ::he raises the sword to press against his chest armor, and glares at him::
Bobius411: ::His hands are on the back of his head. Even with his rippling muscles he seems somehow smaller, no threat when he's this completely despairing::
BossManAlfa ASA: *This could be a trap. He turns himself in, we use his information or take him in and we're doomed. we leave him in a cell or order him killed and somehow he'll get out alive*
BossManAlfa ASA: *But...what if...?*
BossManAlfa ASA: Vin.
LtCJoeASA: ::Matt fights with his anger to actually hold himself back from beheading this man right here...::
BossManAlfa ASA: Get me the most powerful and most trained telepaths in the colony.
LtCJoeASA: (They got cuffs on him yet?)
BossManAlfa ASA: Matt, hold your sword back...
Bobius411: ::His head goes down, like he was looking at the sword. But he isn't. Cops click cuffs onto his wrists::
Bobius411: ::After putting his arms behind his back, of course::
BossManAlfa ASA: Matt. Sheathe your sword.
LtCJoeASA: ::He backs his sword away very, very slowly, almost like it kills him to do so...:: Take him away...
Mushin Yiqi: Yes...? ::Vin takes a while to respond, staring at Justane as if he were a demon come to Earth - or an angel. Something about his gaze is distrustful, wary, moreso than usual::
Bobius411: ::Looks to everyone through his mask::
BossManAlfa ASA: Vin...I ... see to it the telepaths report in 1 hour to the police station.
Bobius411: ((I don't know what the cops would do with him... anyone else want to take it?))
LtCJoeASA: ::Matt slowly, so, so slowly, sheathes the Brother Sword with a very stiff, forced motion::
Bobius411: I'm no threat... I'm nothing...
Mushin Yiqi: ::Vin nods resolutely:: I'll go tell them myself. ::He glides away, flanked by his guards::
BossManAlfa ASA: :::turns to officer:: I want many gaurds, pointing weapons at him every moment until I arrive with those telepaths, understood Candai?
Bobius411: Destroy the council...
Bobius411: ::Starting to get mad:: They've screwed me over... they won't get away with it...
LtCJoeASA: ::Matt's visibly trembling in anger as the police lead him away to the detention cells::
Bobius411: ::He turns to the first officer to touch him with an almost wild growl, straining as if to break the cuffs::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::police nod and they transmit away in a blink, blah blah blah::
Bobius411: ((And I sit back to watch for the ten minutes that I have left.))
BossManAlfa ASA: ::atlanta sighs:: I suppose you all want an explanation?
LtCJoeASA: An explanation? ::Matt's words are forced, and very, eerily quiet::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::winces::
Bobius411: ::Justane is thrown into a cell with many gaurds around it. He's in a rage, kicking the bars and such::
Bobius411: ::He seems almost feral in his raging state::
BossManAlfa ASA: He was a tool of the Council.
BossManAlfa ASA: If he's still a tool, we'll destroy him as planned.
Bobius411: ((Note to self: Justane is no longer a tool...))
Bobius411: ((Check.))
BossManAlfa ASA: If he isn't...If he isn't their tool....then I don't what we'll do...but we should know that first.
BossManAlfa ASA: ((LOL.))
Bobius411: ((I'd rather not be the first playerkill in the sim, okay?))
LtCJoeASA: The only reason I didn't kill him was because he could provide us with information. That's the only thing that stopped this blade from creating a bloodbath here.
BossManAlfa ASA: ((lol, no worries))
BossManAlfa ASA: ::turns to Matt, getting enraged herself:: Matt! Had you done that I would have dismissed you, and removed the sword from your possesion.
BossManAlfa ASA: It is not a weapon of rage like most swords, but one of unknown wisdom.
BossManAlfa ASA: AND YOU ARE MY GENERAL.
BossManAlfa ASA: ::quiet, steely voice:: and I am your JhedalKunk, your Comrati...and someone who on my deathbed could still kick your ass.
BossManAlfa ASA: He lives until I say otherwise.
Bobius411: ((Damn, son.))
BossManAlfa ASA: Which I will do soon, I Do not doubt.
Bobius411: ((She wrecked him.))
BossManAlfa ASA: ((she's a bit touchy about murder))
LtCJoeASA: ::he growls at Atlanta, and choosing to dismiss the subject, averts his eyes from Atlanta, and storms off towards the cells::
Bobius411: ::He can be heard screaming obscenities, the worst he can think of, as he repeatedly kicks the bars with everything he's got. I wouldn't be surprised if one of them dented.::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::growls, slumps back and sighs::
Bobius411: ((Timeskip to telepath arrival?))
You have just entered room "ASA Atlantien Sim."
BossManAlfa ASA: ((smooth))
Bobius411: ((I'll email you the log.))
LtCJoeASA: *Dismissed...removed...gr...I'll be happy to give that fucking asshole the 'justice' he deserves...Even if Atlanta doesn't know what I'm going through right now...I'll find a way...oh, I will...*
BossManAlfa ASA: ((Somehow, I Didn't lose it...))
Bobius411: ((?))
Bobius411: ((Crazy.))
BossManAlfa ASA: ((yar))
Bobius411: ((But you left...))
Mushin Yiqi: (( AGH! The bright blue screenname! It.. kills my retinas! ))
BossManAlfa ASA: ((booted...windows stayed open))
Bobius411: ((I see.))
BossManAlfa ASA: ((bob is cyan to me, you are yellow, I cannot deal))
Bobius411: ((Well... skip time to telepath arrival, I can eke fifteen minutes out.))
LtCJoeASA: ::Matt grins, running a devious scheme through his head...:: *If I can't kill him...pain is just as good...*
Bobius411: ((Please?))
Bobius411: ::Notices Matt approach his cell:: Lemme out!!!
BossManAlfa ASA: ~~~~ Telepaths arrive~~~~
BossManAlfa ASA: ::Atlanta arrives moments later::
Bobius411: ::By this time, Justane is tired out, sitting in the back of the cell, facing the bars::
Bobius411: ::His hands are still cuffed behind his back::
LtCJoeASA: Let you out?
Mushin Yiqi: ::Vin arrives with the telepaths, deep in thought::
LtCJoeASA: ::Matt laughs:: Let you out? HAH!
Bobius411: ((Depends on the time skip...))
BossManAlfa ASA: *Shit. more of this. Crap crap crap crap.*
Bobius411: ::He's mumbling to himself in the cell::
Bobius411: (("Crazy Person"))
LtCJoeASA: It's about time you got here, Vin.
LtCJoeASA: Maybe we can get this over with now.
Bobius411: ::He's mumbling things about the council, what he plans to do and such... All very violent, but not with his normal enthusiasm.::
BossManAlfa ASA: Matt, please. ::Soothing voice:: We're going to verify the truth or falsehood of his claims...then we can act.
Bobius411: ::looking through his mask at the telepaths:: Who are your friends?
Bobius411: I wasn't told to kill... them... too...
LtCJoeASA: Well, I'll be right here...::he walks over to the corner of the room, standing there, glaring at Justane:: Right here.
BossManAlfa ASA: They're telepaths.
Bobius411: Heh... that crock of shit...
BossManAlfa ASA: They are here to plumb the reaches of your dark mind and determine your crimes. And if you tell the truth in having left the council of elders.......
Bobius411: Don't get me started... I'm going to kill every last one of those dried-up windbag whores if its the last thing I do...
Bobius411: Nobody, but NOBODY fucks me over, you here?
BossManAlfa ASA: ::Arches an eyebrow::
BossManAlfa ASA: Will you make this easy, or no?
BossManAlfa ASA: It's easier if they can touch your skin, less...painful for you.
Bobius411: I worked for them since I was fourteen... four years of my life, doing all the shit they couldn't get connected to, and this how they they repay me.
Bobius411: ::Looks through his mask:: I don't care about a little pain...
BossManAlfa ASA: T: It's...more than a little.
Bobius411: ::Justane sits in his cell, silent, for the moment, just looking at them through that dark, spooky mask::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::atlanta takes a seat, leaving the telepaths to their work::
BossManAlfa ASA: We do not need to touch your face...just your skin, a hand will suffice.
Bobius411: ::He stands, walking up to the bars::
Bobius411: ::His hands are cuffed behind his back::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::no offer is made to unlock them::
Bobius411: ::His armor is still on him, the leg plates, the chest protector, the massive shoulderpad:: Well?
Bobius411: Get it over with already.
Bobius411: ::He pushes one bare shoulder to the bars::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::telepaths sigh, almost in unison and reach into justanes brain::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::a few break off suddenly, vomitting violently or just in chill terror::
Bobius411: ::Justane's mind is tormented... its almost like three personalities vying for control. There's that near-boundless rage, the unending despair, and the cool, collected fighter::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::but the rest continue bravely, some tearing even as they do::
Bobius411: ::Chuckles at those who pull away:: Scary, huh?
Bobius411: Too much for you skinny bastards?
BossManAlfa ASA: :::as they search through his mind for his crimes he is filled with a nerve searing pain::
Bobius411: ::Shakes, trying to pull away. He lets out a tremored ::Owww!
BossManAlfa ASA: ::one of the telepaths who broke off shakes:: You...animal...you...:::flees the room:::
Bobius411: ::At least a hundred brutal bludgeonings. All council's orders::
Bobius411: ((I'm really pushing it...))
Bobius411: ((Should I go now?))
BossManAlfa ASA: ::And Atlanta watches dispassionately as the telepaths struggle on, she stares at Justane, more interested in his actions than theirs::
Bobius411: ::He's trying to pull away, the pain incredible::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::they break telepathic contact::
Bobius411: ::He falls to the ground on his ass, despair taking over::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::the backlash in incredible as suddenly his mind is alone again inside itself, the pain instense:::
LtCJoeASA: ::Matt watches on from the corner, intently interested in the goings on with an immense passion::
BossManAlfa ASA: ((GMTA dude :P))
LtCJoeASA: (O.o?)
BossManAlfa ASA: ((Great Minds Think Alike))
Bobius411: ::He turns away from the bars, making his way back to the back of the cell::
Bobius411: ((Vin?))
LtCJoeASA: (heh.)
BossManAlfa ASA: ((I was about to hint he should fall down go boom))
Bobius411: ((We need an ending!))
BossManAlfa ASA: T: The council wants him dead...but he...
Mushin Yiqi: (( It only works if it comes naturally, man ))
Mushin Yiqi: (( You can't schedule genius ))
Bobius411: ((...Okay. Peace.))
Mushin Yiqi: (( Heh e))
BossManAlfa ASA: Send me a report as soon as you can. ::to council::
Bobius411: ((Anybody need me to get the log?))
LtCJoeASA: Are we done with these telepaths? Because I want to start with my way of questioning now...
BossManAlfa ASA: ((to telepaths))
Bobius411: ::He sits, facing away from the bars, wracked with pain but unwilling to cry::
Bobius411: ((Bye.))
BossManAlfa ASA: We are done with them Matt. But a deep scan like that is worse than nearly any torture you can meet out.
Bobius411: ((It's been real... don't mess up his history too much.))
Bobius411 has left the room.
Mushin Yiqi: (( Seeya, guys. I'm getting some sleep. ))
Mushin Yiqi has left the room.
BossManAlfa ASA: ((next dude to talk to Bob tell him I need a full character bio))
LtCJoeASA: Oh, I just find it relieving, and more fulfilling for a good old interrogation.
BossManAlfa ASA: Ahh, so we can be as barbaric and cruel as we believe him to be?
BossManAlfa ASA: Using his pain to sooth our own?
LtCJoeASA: ::Matt shifts his glare from Justane to Atlanta::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::arches an eyebrow::
LtCJoeASA: I want to simply pay him back for the Walker Colony.
LtCJoeASA: It's not just what he did. It's beyond that. It's personal.
geORGeYpORGeYasa: ((i gotta run guys. i got stuff to pack yet, and i wont be back online till the 26th prolly...things will setlle down past then though))
BossManAlfa ASA: ::looks at the mess on the floor -- that is Justane:: I know. but...I'm a Christian, Matt.
BossManAlfa ASA: ((kay. good luck at college dude!!!!!))
LtCJoeASA: But you don't need to worry, I won't do anything that you'd find..."unholy...
BossManAlfa ASA: ((don't do anything I didn't do!))
LtCJoeASA: (word, luck and peace out!)
geORGeYpORGeYasa: ((hahah. yeah, thanks. ill talk to yall in a few days))
geORGeYpORGeYasa has left the room.
BossManAlfa ASA: It's not about love, Matt. Who are we to condemn him until we know all we can? And even then...Jesus told us to do to others what we'd want them to do to us.
BossManAlfa ASA: What does that say about him, if on some level that's what he wanted us to do to him?
BossManAlfa ASA: And frankly, I'm not a fan of being tortured...
BossManAlfa ASA: Or killed.
LtCJoeASA: ::he lessens the glare upon Atlanta:: Look, I know that you're all Bible-abiding and whatnot. Now, I won't kill, or even torture this man.
LtCJoeASA: Frankly, from the things I've seen, the telepaths have done that plenty.
BossManAlfa ASA: ::blinks::: ::hadn't been expecting that::
LtCJoeASA: So, now that you've done what you wish with Justane, let me ask you a question.
BossManAlfa ASA: of course...
LtCJoeASA: Would you want to be probed like that?
BossManAlfa ASA: :::sigh:: He did agree to it - after a fashion...And I've already been probed like that, it just took longer.
BossManAlfa ASA: 30 minutes in fact.
LtCJoeASA: It doesn't matter if it's already been done to you.
BossManAlfa ASA: No. But it brings a certain peace after the initial madness.
LtCJoeASA: As you said, you should only do to others what you would want.
BossManAlfa ASA: I'm alive today because of that...
LtCJoeASA: Would you subject yourself to a probing like that, right now?
BossManAlfa ASA: ::looks out:: short of that, I could see no way to possibly spare him.
BossManAlfa ASA: And...part of me felt that I shouldn't kill him.
BossManAlfa ASA: I think it was Excalibur. I think it wanted him alive.
BossManAlfa ASA: Besides....::smirks::
BossManAlfa ASA: he's got a great body.
LtCJoeASA: ::he winces at the mention of the sword, but doesn't show it for long::
BossManAlfa ASA: ::turns and heads for the door::
LtCJoeASA: ::that, on the other hand::
BossManAlfa ASA: (((That could be a good ending...the arch dyke checks out justane's body?))
LtCJoeASA: I don't know whether you're a hypocrite, or some sort of twisted benevolent person...you are truly an enigma, Atlanta...truly an enigma.
BossManAlfa ASA: ~~~END SIM~~~
BossManAlfa ASA: blah...got better at the end.
LtCJoeASA: Now that is how to end a sim.
BossManAlfa ASA: I need to clean up this site, organize my shit and get my mojo back.
LtCJoeASA: Heh!
LtCJoeASA: What I wanted to do was pull Matt into this sort of doubt in Atlanta and Co.
LtCJoeASA: Maybe a little misdirected rage, slowly twisting him.