Friday, March 16, 2007
03-15-2007 21:35:26 Sunfallen has joined the team
03-15-2007 21:35:39 [Team]E.VAC: Good evening, doctor. If doctor you are.
03-15-2007 21:35:43 [Team]Sunfallen: Good afternoon.
-15-2007 21:36:11 [Team]Sunfallen: What credentials would you like me to tell you about?
03-15-2007 21:36:29 [Team]E.VAC: None. My boss at Longbow is running a background check.
03-15-2007 21:36:47 [Team]E.VAC: No offense is meant. We just have to be very careful around Ben's ability to deceive.
03-15-2007 21:36:49 [Team]Sunfallen: I've received my medical degree from Harvard.
03-15-2007 21:36:58 [Team]Sunfallen: I understand entirely.
03-15-2007 21:37:01 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Mostly, we're concerned that you weren't another one of Ben's illusions.
03-15-2007 21:37:05 [Tell]Keen Frost: wasn't Sunfallen an alt of yours?
03-15-2007 21:37:11 [Tell]-->Keen Frost: bingo! :)
((I love Keen to pieces. He is amazing in his trying to acclemate himself to American lingo and English - I wish I could do that. Too bad he's so young and a plane trip to Brazil wasn't so expensive, not to mention I don't know a word of Portugese - no, correction, I do. Va. To go.))
03-15-2007 21:37:17 [Team]E.VAC: What is it that you wanted to talk about?
03-15-2007 21:37:25 [Tell]Keen Frost: who's playing it then? :)
03-15-2007 21:37:49 [Team]Sunfallen: I wanted to discuss Masonry's case with you, Doctor Page. He speaks very highly of you.
03-15-2007 21:37:57 [Tell]-->Keen Frost: Me on my laptop.
03-15-2007 21:38:05 [Team]E.VAC: Pace.
03-15-2007 21:38:06 [Tell]Keen Frost: oh! Altitis Multiplus! :P
03-15-2007 21:38:16 [Tell]Keen Frost: (coolness! :D)
03-15-2007 21:38:28 [Team]Sunfallen: As you know, Masonry is not the best reporter of information.
03-15-2007 21:38:43 [Team]Sunfallen: I sincerely apologize for that
03-15-2007 21:39:02 [Team]Masonry Redux: Hey, Doc.
03-15-2007 21:39:08 [Team]E.VAC: Believe me. I've watched Mason deny he needed help when he was on fire.
03-15-2007 21:39:22 [Team]Masonry Redux: Hey!
03-15-2007 21:39:39 [Team]Sunfallen: ::: chuckles:: Classic.
-15-2007 21:40:00 [Team]E.VAC: Kind of on a clock here, doc. What did you need to talk to us about?
03-15-2007 21:40:03 [Team]Sunfallen: Regardless, allow me to simplify my findings for you; I will be happy to send you a full report.
03-15-2007 21:40:27 [Team]Sunfallen: One: The Kheldian who's joined with this host is insane.
03-15-2007 21:40:36 [Team]E.VAC: Duh.
03-15-2007 21:40:45 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: I'm not a doctor, and I could've told you that.
03-15-2007 21:40:55 [Team]Sunfallen: Two: My specialty is extractions of Nictus. I have not had a good success rate with it.
03-15-2007 21:41:19 [Team]Sunfallen: However, I have taken something you suggested to him, and it seems to have worked.
03-15-2007 21:41:27 [Team]E.VAC: ...you're looking to turn Mason into a case-study. A guinea pig. ((You know, this is a good idea.))
03-15-2007 21:41:56 E.VAC is astounded that someone might've listened to one of his suggestions. :D
03-15-2007 21:41:57 [Team]Sunfallen: Masonry does not take advice when it's given, you know. But thinks about it and mentioned it to me.
03-15-2007 21:42:17 [Team]E.VAC: What's that? What'd I say?
-15-2007 21:42:22 [Team]Masonry Redux: I hate being talked about in the third person.
03-15-2007 21:42:40 [Team]Sunfallen: We got him some paint.
03-15-2007 21:42:51 [Team]E.VAC: Oh. Cool.
03-15-2007 21:42:51 [Team]Masonry Redux: And I lost five hours of my life!
03-15-2007 21:43:11 [Team]E.VAC: Better than losing all of the rest of your life.
03-15-2007 21:43:19 [Team]Sunfallen: The piece is still in development, and when it is finished, he'll show you. But Ben did it.
03-15-2007 21:43:30 [Team]Masonry Redux: He took me over, totally!
03-15-2007 21:43:30 [Team]E.VAC: ...oh. Imagine my joy.
03-15-2007 21:44:04 Obsydian Fyre mutters something about pictures of dead kittens.
03-15-2007 21:44:10 [Team]Sunfallen: Doctor, rehabilitation such as this means we need to take small steps. If this begins to calm that Nictus in him then so be it.
3-15-2007 21:44:53 [Team]E.VAC: You weren't there for the "admitting he has a problem" step.
03-15-2007 21:45:09 [Team]E.VAC: Sounds like you got off light. So far.
03-15-2007 21:45:42 [Team]Sunfallen: No. Guess what, Doctor. You're helping him whether you like it or not. And if I have to put an order in to Longbow for it, I will.
03-15-2007 21:46:06 [Team]Sunfallen: I could turn his case entirely over to you if you wanted.
03-15-2007 21:46:33 [Team]E.VAC: Don't get pushy with me, doc. I'm betting I outrank you. If you want my help, ask for it. Ordering me around is the wrong way.
03-15-2007 21:46:35 [Team]Sunfallen: You seem to know him well enough to help him. Provided he accepts your help.
03-15-2007 21:46:51 [Team]Masonry Redux: Pissing contest...
03-15-2007 21:46:58 [Team]E.VAC: Shut up, Mason.
03-15-2007 21:47:14 [Team]Sunfallen: Do you want his case or not?
03-15-2007 21:47:28 [Team]E.VAC: A doctor should never get too close to his patient. I'll help, especially in the field, but I can not and will not take lead.
03-15-2007 21:47:33 [Team]Masonry Redux: Jesus, isn't she pushy.
03-15-2007 21:47:54 [Team]E.VAC: If you push the case on me, I'll just have Mason committed.
03-15-2007 21:48:00 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Let's hope she doesn't act like that with Ben. Ben'll probably eat her.
03-15-2007 21:48:04 [Team]Sunfallen: If it's necessary.
03-15-2007 21:48:11 [Team]Masonry Redux: Committed!
03-15-2007 21:48:14 [Team]Masonry Redux: Wait just a second!
03-15-2007 21:48:27 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: E, wait... you wouldn't do that, would you?
03-15-2007 21:48:34 [Team]Sunfallen: Ben and I have already discussed his situation
.03-15-2007 21:49:05 [Team]E.VAC: I can't be your personal physician, Mason. We're friends. I'm too close to you to give you adequate medical care. Regardless of how it happens, some other doctor has to be in charge of you. Period.
03-15-2007 21:49:10 [Team]Sunfallen: He's in his own little world.
03-15-2007 21:49:21 [Team]Masonry Redux: But you can't commit me!
03-15-2007 21:49:32 [Team]E.VAC: I can and will. If I have to.
03-15-2007 21:49:37 [Team]Sunfallen: If necessary, Masonry, we've already discussed this.
03-15-2007 21:49:42 [Tell]Keen Frost: commit as in... getting married? :P
03-15-2007 21:49:53 [Tell]-->Keen Frost: No, as in go into a mental hospital.
03-15-2007 21:50:01 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: He won't committ you, Mase. He's just trying to get your.... doctor off his case.
03-15-2007 21:50:02 [Team]Sunfallen: We have also discussed extraction.
03-15-2007 21:50:08 [Tell]Keen Frost: oh, didn't know that.
03-15-2007 21:50:18 [Tell]-->Keen Frost: no problem.
03-15-2007 21:50:45 [Team]Sunfallen: I will be his lead physician, you may do what you've been doing. Masonry, you must do what he says.
03-15-2007 21:50:52 [Team]Masonry Redux: Oh come on...
03-15-2007 21:50:57 E.VAC chuckles evilly
03-15-2007 21:51:04 E.VAC coughs
03-15-2007 21:51:15 Obsydian Fyre glares at E. "Stop that."
03-15-2007 21:51:21 E.VAC grins
03-15-2007 21:51:27 [Team]Sunfallen: You have everything allowed to you and more to function in society, Masonry. Enough chances have been given.
03-15-2007 21:51:45 [Team]Masonry Redux: Yeah, yeah, I don't need the lecture from you, I already got it from Manticore, thank you.
03-15-2007 21:52:10 [Team]Sunfallen: So, is it agreed that you will accept responsiblity for him in the field, Doctor?
03-15-2007 21:52:30 [Team]Masonry Redux: I'm a damn...
03-15-2007 21:52:37 [Team]Masonry Redux: I dont' know what I am.
03-15-2007 21:52:43 [Team]E.VAC: I would appreciate you sending me everything you have on the case, doctor. Leave it care of me at the Longbow HQ in King's Row. I'll pick it up later tonight.
03-15-2007 21:52:58 [Team]Sunfallen: Agreed. Masonry, do what he says.
03-15-2007 21:53:04 [Team]E.VAC: Once Longbow has confirmed your identity and credentials, I'll give you everything *I* have.
03-15-2007 21:53:09 [Team]Masonry Redux: Jawohl, Herr Komandant.
03-15-2007 21:53:14 [Team]Sunfallen: Masonry....
03-15-2007 21:53:26 [Team]Masonry Redux: Yes, yes, I'll do what he says.
03-15-2007 21:53:49 [Team]Sunfallen: Good. Clear.
03-15-2007 21:53:51 Sunfallen has quit the team
03-15-2007 21:35:39 [Team]E.VAC: Good evening, doctor. If doctor you are.
03-15-2007 21:35:43 [Team]Sunfallen: Good afternoon.
-15-2007 21:36:11 [Team]Sunfallen: What credentials would you like me to tell you about?
03-15-2007 21:36:29 [Team]E.VAC: None. My boss at Longbow is running a background check.
03-15-2007 21:36:47 [Team]E.VAC: No offense is meant. We just have to be very careful around Ben's ability to deceive.
03-15-2007 21:36:49 [Team]Sunfallen: I've received my medical degree from Harvard.
03-15-2007 21:36:58 [Team]Sunfallen: I understand entirely.
03-15-2007 21:37:01 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Mostly, we're concerned that you weren't another one of Ben's illusions.
03-15-2007 21:37:05 [Tell]Keen Frost: wasn't Sunfallen an alt of yours?
03-15-2007 21:37:11 [Tell]-->Keen Frost: bingo! :)
((I love Keen to pieces. He is amazing in his trying to acclemate himself to American lingo and English - I wish I could do that. Too bad he's so young and a plane trip to Brazil wasn't so expensive, not to mention I don't know a word of Portugese - no, correction, I do. Va. To go.))
03-15-2007 21:37:17 [Team]E.VAC: What is it that you wanted to talk about?
03-15-2007 21:37:25 [Tell]Keen Frost: who's playing it then? :)
03-15-2007 21:37:49 [Team]Sunfallen: I wanted to discuss Masonry's case with you, Doctor Page. He speaks very highly of you.
03-15-2007 21:37:57 [Tell]-->Keen Frost: Me on my laptop.
03-15-2007 21:38:05 [Team]E.VAC: Pace.
03-15-2007 21:38:06 [Tell]Keen Frost: oh! Altitis Multiplus! :P
03-15-2007 21:38:16 [Tell]Keen Frost: (coolness! :D)
03-15-2007 21:38:28 [Team]Sunfallen: As you know, Masonry is not the best reporter of information.
03-15-2007 21:38:43 [Team]Sunfallen: I sincerely apologize for that
03-15-2007 21:39:02 [Team]Masonry Redux: Hey, Doc.
03-15-2007 21:39:08 [Team]E.VAC: Believe me. I've watched Mason deny he needed help when he was on fire.
03-15-2007 21:39:22 [Team]Masonry Redux: Hey!
03-15-2007 21:39:39 [Team]Sunfallen: ::: chuckles:: Classic.
-15-2007 21:40:00 [Team]E.VAC: Kind of on a clock here, doc. What did you need to talk to us about?
03-15-2007 21:40:03 [Team]Sunfallen: Regardless, allow me to simplify my findings for you; I will be happy to send you a full report.
03-15-2007 21:40:27 [Team]Sunfallen: One: The Kheldian who's joined with this host is insane.
03-15-2007 21:40:36 [Team]E.VAC: Duh.
03-15-2007 21:40:45 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: I'm not a doctor, and I could've told you that.
03-15-2007 21:40:55 [Team]Sunfallen: Two: My specialty is extractions of Nictus. I have not had a good success rate with it.
03-15-2007 21:41:19 [Team]Sunfallen: However, I have taken something you suggested to him, and it seems to have worked.
03-15-2007 21:41:27 [Team]E.VAC: ...you're looking to turn Mason into a case-study. A guinea pig. ((You know, this is a good idea.))
03-15-2007 21:41:56 E.VAC is astounded that someone might've listened to one of his suggestions. :D
03-15-2007 21:41:57 [Team]Sunfallen: Masonry does not take advice when it's given, you know. But thinks about it and mentioned it to me.
03-15-2007 21:42:17 [Team]E.VAC: What's that? What'd I say?
-15-2007 21:42:22 [Team]Masonry Redux: I hate being talked about in the third person.
03-15-2007 21:42:40 [Team]Sunfallen: We got him some paint.
03-15-2007 21:42:51 [Team]E.VAC: Oh. Cool.
03-15-2007 21:42:51 [Team]Masonry Redux: And I lost five hours of my life!
03-15-2007 21:43:11 [Team]E.VAC: Better than losing all of the rest of your life.
03-15-2007 21:43:19 [Team]Sunfallen: The piece is still in development, and when it is finished, he'll show you. But Ben did it.
03-15-2007 21:43:30 [Team]Masonry Redux: He took me over, totally!
03-15-2007 21:43:30 [Team]E.VAC: ...oh. Imagine my joy.
03-15-2007 21:44:04 Obsydian Fyre mutters something about pictures of dead kittens.
03-15-2007 21:44:10 [Team]Sunfallen: Doctor, rehabilitation such as this means we need to take small steps. If this begins to calm that Nictus in him then so be it.
3-15-2007 21:44:53 [Team]E.VAC: You weren't there for the "admitting he has a problem" step.
03-15-2007 21:45:09 [Team]E.VAC: Sounds like you got off light. So far.
03-15-2007 21:45:42 [Team]Sunfallen: No. Guess what, Doctor. You're helping him whether you like it or not. And if I have to put an order in to Longbow for it, I will.
03-15-2007 21:46:06 [Team]Sunfallen: I could turn his case entirely over to you if you wanted.
03-15-2007 21:46:33 [Team]E.VAC: Don't get pushy with me, doc. I'm betting I outrank you. If you want my help, ask for it. Ordering me around is the wrong way.
03-15-2007 21:46:35 [Team]Sunfallen: You seem to know him well enough to help him. Provided he accepts your help.
03-15-2007 21:46:51 [Team]Masonry Redux: Pissing contest...
03-15-2007 21:46:58 [Team]E.VAC: Shut up, Mason.
03-15-2007 21:47:14 [Team]Sunfallen: Do you want his case or not?
03-15-2007 21:47:28 [Team]E.VAC: A doctor should never get too close to his patient. I'll help, especially in the field, but I can not and will not take lead.
03-15-2007 21:47:33 [Team]Masonry Redux: Jesus, isn't she pushy.
03-15-2007 21:47:54 [Team]E.VAC: If you push the case on me, I'll just have Mason committed.
03-15-2007 21:48:00 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Let's hope she doesn't act like that with Ben. Ben'll probably eat her.
03-15-2007 21:48:04 [Team]Sunfallen: If it's necessary.
03-15-2007 21:48:11 [Team]Masonry Redux: Committed!
03-15-2007 21:48:14 [Team]Masonry Redux: Wait just a second!
03-15-2007 21:48:27 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: E, wait... you wouldn't do that, would you?
03-15-2007 21:48:34 [Team]Sunfallen: Ben and I have already discussed his situation
.03-15-2007 21:49:05 [Team]E.VAC: I can't be your personal physician, Mason. We're friends. I'm too close to you to give you adequate medical care. Regardless of how it happens, some other doctor has to be in charge of you. Period.
03-15-2007 21:49:10 [Team]Sunfallen: He's in his own little world.
03-15-2007 21:49:21 [Team]Masonry Redux: But you can't commit me!
03-15-2007 21:49:32 [Team]E.VAC: I can and will. If I have to.
03-15-2007 21:49:37 [Team]Sunfallen: If necessary, Masonry, we've already discussed this.
03-15-2007 21:49:42 [Tell]Keen Frost: commit as in... getting married? :P
03-15-2007 21:49:53 [Tell]-->Keen Frost: No, as in go into a mental hospital.
03-15-2007 21:50:01 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: He won't committ you, Mase. He's just trying to get your.... doctor off his case.
03-15-2007 21:50:02 [Team]Sunfallen: We have also discussed extraction.
03-15-2007 21:50:08 [Tell]Keen Frost: oh, didn't know that.
03-15-2007 21:50:18 [Tell]-->Keen Frost: no problem.
03-15-2007 21:50:45 [Team]Sunfallen: I will be his lead physician, you may do what you've been doing. Masonry, you must do what he says.
03-15-2007 21:50:52 [Team]Masonry Redux: Oh come on...
03-15-2007 21:50:57 E.VAC chuckles evilly
03-15-2007 21:51:04 E.VAC coughs
03-15-2007 21:51:15 Obsydian Fyre glares at E. "Stop that."
03-15-2007 21:51:21 E.VAC grins
03-15-2007 21:51:27 [Team]Sunfallen: You have everything allowed to you and more to function in society, Masonry. Enough chances have been given.
03-15-2007 21:51:45 [Team]Masonry Redux: Yeah, yeah, I don't need the lecture from you, I already got it from Manticore, thank you.
03-15-2007 21:52:10 [Team]Sunfallen: So, is it agreed that you will accept responsiblity for him in the field, Doctor?
03-15-2007 21:52:30 [Team]Masonry Redux: I'm a damn...
03-15-2007 21:52:37 [Team]Masonry Redux: I dont' know what I am.
03-15-2007 21:52:43 [Team]E.VAC: I would appreciate you sending me everything you have on the case, doctor. Leave it care of me at the Longbow HQ in King's Row. I'll pick it up later tonight.
03-15-2007 21:52:58 [Team]Sunfallen: Agreed. Masonry, do what he says.
03-15-2007 21:53:04 [Team]E.VAC: Once Longbow has confirmed your identity and credentials, I'll give you everything *I* have.
03-15-2007 21:53:09 [Team]Masonry Redux: Jawohl, Herr Komandant.
03-15-2007 21:53:14 [Team]Sunfallen: Masonry....
03-15-2007 21:53:26 [Team]Masonry Redux: Yes, yes, I'll do what he says.
03-15-2007 21:53:49 [Team]Sunfallen: Good. Clear.
03-15-2007 21:53:51 Sunfallen has quit the team
03-16-2007 01:30:41 [Team]Masonry Redux: Show me, rabbit.
-16-2007 01:31:02 [Team]E.VAC: Shove it, cockroach.
-16-2007 01:31:24 [Team]Masonry Redux: You would. He'd let you.
03-16-2007 01:31:53 [Team]Masonry Redux: Shame, that form was much more appealing.
03-16-2007 01:31:56 [Team]E.VAC: I take it back. He does have the horns.
03-16-2007 01:31:57 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Interesting thought processes you have, Ben.
03-16-2007 01:32:13 [Team]E.VAC: And I guess the three fingers are kinda like a pitchfork.
03-16-2007 01:32:32 [Team]E.VAC: No tail, though. Pity.
03-16-2007 01:32:42 [Team]Masonry Redux: Demons and devils are more of Fyre's domain.
03-16-2007 01:32:52 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Used to be.
03-16-2007 01:32:55 [Team]E.VAC: Think spraypaint would stick to that?
03-16-2007 01:32:58 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Not so much anymore.
03-16-2007 01:33:10 [Team]Masonry Redux: So the two of you have exchanged knowledge of such things.
03-16-2007 01:33:18 [Team]E.VAC: I'm picturing him in a bright lobster red. Maybe with black accents.
03-16-2007 01:33:21 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Um, huh?
03-16-2007 01:33:51 [Team]Masonry Redux: Magic, Fyre - have you forgotten?
03-16-2007 01:33:58 [Team]E.VAC: Oh! Oh! Wait! Shiny all-over black. And we can send him to kidnap podlings.
03-16-2007 01:34:25 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Back off, sewer breath.
03-16-2007 01:34:28 [Team]Masonry Redux: I am ignoring you, Jay.
03-16-2007 01:34:48 [Team]Masonry Redux: Your imperfections make you unworthy of my attention.
03-16-2007 01:34:54 [Team]E.VAC: Seems a popular pastime. Too bad I'm too annoying to ignore for long.
03-16-2007 01:34:54 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: What do you know about magic, Ben?
03-16-2007 01:35:03 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: He totally is.
03-16-2007 01:35:12 E.VAC grins
03-16-2007 01:35:15 [Team]E.VAC: Thanks, Fyre.
03-16-2007 01:35:21 [Team]Masonry Redux: I know nothing of magic.
03-16-2007 01:35:59 [Team]Masonry Redux: I care nothing for magic - only for the beauty before me - even if it is tainted.
03-16-2007 01:36:08 Masonry Redux reaches for Fyre.
03-16-2007 01:36:15 [Team]E.VAC: He's been poring over Nathan's memories, looking for ways to insult and belittle us. Only problem is, he has raw data but no comprehension. Things he thinks will cut to the quick...
03-16-2007 01:36:19 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Tainted, huh?
03-16-2007 01:36:25 E.VAC mind-blasts Ben. (changes back to human form - Player Note: I am thinking that Ben gets the full force of the blow and Mase gets the residual effects which hurt, but aren't as powerful as what hit Ben. A normal human would be a babbling idiot - and Ben, I'm thinking, is totally stunned.)
03-16-2007 01:36:39 [Team]Masonry Redux: Ow, son of a bitch!
03-16-2007 01:37:02 [Team]E.VAC: No touching. Bad lobster.
03-16-2007 01:37:18 [Team]Masonry Redux: He wasn't supposed to--
03-16-2007 01:37:31 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: I was sort of curious--
03-16-2007 01:37:41 Obsydian Fyre looks carefully at Masonry.
-16-2007 01:37:45 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Supposed to what?
Masonry Redux: "She's so pretty," he says, "you cared about her, I can talk to her, she'll change her mind about you, don't worry about E, he'll come around...you go sit in the corner over there..."
03-16-2007 01:39:10 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: You let him out on purpose?
03-16-2007 01:39:41 [Team]Masonry Redux: He kept pestering me. And making me miss. And distracting me, pulling me in different directions.
03-16-2007 01:40:13 [Team]E.VAC: Dammit, Mason... I'm a very patient man, but you're wearing that patience to a thread.
03-16-2007 01:40:13 [Team]Masonry Redux: You dont' have that, do you, Fyre?
03-16-2007 01:40:25 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: You let him out on *purpose*? To "talk" to me? Becauce he was *pestering* you?
03-16-2007 01:40:49 [Team]Masonry Redux: You don't have someone on top of you and pestering you and demanding...
03-16-2007 01:41:03 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Not now, no. But I did.
03-16-2007 01:41:18 [Team]Masonry Redux: Yeah, wha'd you do, tell her go away?
03-16-2007 01:42:02 [Team]Masonry Redux: You have no idea, E, none, how it feels to have something inside you that's not you that everybody's terrified of - even me.
-16-2007 01:42:12 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: No. I ignored her. Because she was evil, and she wanted to kill everyone who didn't see things her way, and destroy everything she didn't approve of. Sound familar at all?
03-16-2007 01:42:38 [Team]Masonry Redux: Ignored her? He can control me!
03-16-2007 01:42:49 E.VAC quietly strips off his left glove and rolls up his sleeve, green scars glowing and pulsing in the dim light.
03-16-2007 01:43:00 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: She controlled me. Do you think that hospital burned on its own? (Player note: I don't remember that she was evil. I remember that they had a symbiotic and respectful relationship. Hey, if she can change, so can I.)
03-16-2007 01:43:01 Masonry Redux thumps his chest. "He can stop--" ((I should have said, :: turns to E:: at this point. It was 2 am. I couldn't read the letters by then.))
03-16-2007 01:43:09 [Team]E.VAC: Something inside me that's not me that everyone's terrified of?
03-16-2007 01:43:55 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: I certainly wouldn't have let her out to "talk" to anyone.
03-16-2007 01:43:56 [Team]Masonry Redux: He lies. (( meant this to be Ben's voice but I was so tired I couldn't think straight))
03-16-2007 01:44:07 [Team]E.VAC: Don't you dare think you're alone, Mason. All three of us have had things to deal with.
03-16-2007 01:44:19 E.VAC tugs back on his glove.
03-16-2007 01:44:30 [Team]Masonry Redux: It is a demon.
03-16-2007 01:44:57 [Team]Masonry Redux: But didn't you think, you couldn't control her?03-16-2007 01:45:10 [Team]Masonry Redux: I mean, did you think you could control her.
03-16-2007 01:45:25 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Not on my own. That's why I got help.
03-16-2007 01:45:28 [Team]Masonry Redux: He's a Peacebringer, for God's sake.
03-16-2007 01:45:49 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: He's evil.
03-16-2007 01:46:01 [Team]E.VAC: He may resemble one on the surface, but his heart is Nictus.
03-16-2007 01:46:36 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: He thinks I'm pretty, yeah. But he also thinks I'm "tainted." I'm pretty sure he was going to try to kill me, when you let him out to "talk" to me, if E hadn't stopped him.
03-16-2007 01:46:46 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Thanks for that, by the way, of course, E.
03-16-2007 01:47:09 [Team]Masonry Redux: He was ... he was ...
03-16-2007 01:47:15 [Team]E.VAC: Oh. Uh... You're welcome.
03-16-2007 01:47:40 [Team]Masonry Redux: :: whispers:: he was going to take away the taint...
03-16-2007 01:47:49 Obsydian Fyre gives E a smile before going back to glaring at Mason.
03-16-2007 01:47:55 [Team]Masonry Redux: He would have killed you...
03-16-2007 01:47:55 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: And what the hell does *that* mean?
03-16-2007 01:48:46 [Team]Masonry Redux: E. I'd better go back to barracks.
03-16-2007 01:48:59 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Oh. So, he would have killed me, but my corpse would have been pretty. Nice.
03-16-2007 01:50:01 [Team]E.VAC: I think you're right, Mas. Definitely time for you to go.
03-16-2007 01:50:10 [Team]Masonry Redux: I think... maybe... are you sure you still want me to ...
03-16-2007 01:50:24 [Team]Masonry Redux: Call me in.
03-16-2007 01:50:43 [Team]E.VAC: We'll see.
03-16-2007 01:52:01 [Team]Masonry Redux: Good night, then.
03-16-2007 01:52:17 [Team]E.VAC: 'Night.
-16-2007 01:31:02 [Team]E.VAC: Shove it, cockroach.
-16-2007 01:31:24 [Team]Masonry Redux: You would. He'd let you.
03-16-2007 01:31:53 [Team]Masonry Redux: Shame, that form was much more appealing.
03-16-2007 01:31:56 [Team]E.VAC: I take it back. He does have the horns.
03-16-2007 01:31:57 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Interesting thought processes you have, Ben.
03-16-2007 01:32:13 [Team]E.VAC: And I guess the three fingers are kinda like a pitchfork.
03-16-2007 01:32:32 [Team]E.VAC: No tail, though. Pity.
03-16-2007 01:32:42 [Team]Masonry Redux: Demons and devils are more of Fyre's domain.
03-16-2007 01:32:52 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Used to be.
03-16-2007 01:32:55 [Team]E.VAC: Think spraypaint would stick to that?
03-16-2007 01:32:58 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Not so much anymore.
03-16-2007 01:33:10 [Team]Masonry Redux: So the two of you have exchanged knowledge of such things.
03-16-2007 01:33:18 [Team]E.VAC: I'm picturing him in a bright lobster red. Maybe with black accents.
03-16-2007 01:33:21 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Um, huh?
03-16-2007 01:33:51 [Team]Masonry Redux: Magic, Fyre - have you forgotten?
03-16-2007 01:33:58 [Team]E.VAC: Oh! Oh! Wait! Shiny all-over black. And we can send him to kidnap podlings.
03-16-2007 01:34:25 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Back off, sewer breath.
03-16-2007 01:34:28 [Team]Masonry Redux: I am ignoring you, Jay.
03-16-2007 01:34:48 [Team]Masonry Redux: Your imperfections make you unworthy of my attention.
03-16-2007 01:34:54 [Team]E.VAC: Seems a popular pastime. Too bad I'm too annoying to ignore for long.
03-16-2007 01:34:54 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: What do you know about magic, Ben?
03-16-2007 01:35:03 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: He totally is.
03-16-2007 01:35:12 E.VAC grins
03-16-2007 01:35:15 [Team]E.VAC: Thanks, Fyre.
03-16-2007 01:35:21 [Team]Masonry Redux: I know nothing of magic.
03-16-2007 01:35:59 [Team]Masonry Redux: I care nothing for magic - only for the beauty before me - even if it is tainted.
03-16-2007 01:36:08 Masonry Redux reaches for Fyre.
03-16-2007 01:36:15 [Team]E.VAC: He's been poring over Nathan's memories, looking for ways to insult and belittle us. Only problem is, he has raw data but no comprehension. Things he thinks will cut to the quick...
03-16-2007 01:36:19 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Tainted, huh?
03-16-2007 01:36:25 E.VAC mind-blasts Ben. (changes back to human form - Player Note: I am thinking that Ben gets the full force of the blow and Mase gets the residual effects which hurt, but aren't as powerful as what hit Ben. A normal human would be a babbling idiot - and Ben, I'm thinking, is totally stunned.)
03-16-2007 01:36:39 [Team]Masonry Redux: Ow, son of a bitch!
03-16-2007 01:37:02 [Team]E.VAC: No touching. Bad lobster.
03-16-2007 01:37:18 [Team]Masonry Redux: He wasn't supposed to--
03-16-2007 01:37:31 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: I was sort of curious--
03-16-2007 01:37:41 Obsydian Fyre looks carefully at Masonry.
-16-2007 01:37:45 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Supposed to what?
Masonry Redux: "She's so pretty," he says, "you cared about her, I can talk to her, she'll change her mind about you, don't worry about E, he'll come around...you go sit in the corner over there..."
03-16-2007 01:39:10 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: You let him out on purpose?
03-16-2007 01:39:41 [Team]Masonry Redux: He kept pestering me. And making me miss. And distracting me, pulling me in different directions.
03-16-2007 01:40:13 [Team]E.VAC: Dammit, Mason... I'm a very patient man, but you're wearing that patience to a thread.
03-16-2007 01:40:13 [Team]Masonry Redux: You dont' have that, do you, Fyre?
03-16-2007 01:40:25 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: You let him out on *purpose*? To "talk" to me? Becauce he was *pestering* you?
03-16-2007 01:40:49 [Team]Masonry Redux: You don't have someone on top of you and pestering you and demanding...
03-16-2007 01:41:03 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Not now, no. But I did.
03-16-2007 01:41:18 [Team]Masonry Redux: Yeah, wha'd you do, tell her go away?
03-16-2007 01:42:02 [Team]Masonry Redux: You have no idea, E, none, how it feels to have something inside you that's not you that everybody's terrified of - even me.
-16-2007 01:42:12 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: No. I ignored her. Because she was evil, and she wanted to kill everyone who didn't see things her way, and destroy everything she didn't approve of. Sound familar at all?
03-16-2007 01:42:38 [Team]Masonry Redux: Ignored her? He can control me!
03-16-2007 01:42:49 E.VAC quietly strips off his left glove and rolls up his sleeve, green scars glowing and pulsing in the dim light.
03-16-2007 01:43:00 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: She controlled me. Do you think that hospital burned on its own? (Player note: I don't remember that she was evil. I remember that they had a symbiotic and respectful relationship. Hey, if she can change, so can I.)
03-16-2007 01:43:01 Masonry Redux thumps his chest. "He can stop--" ((I should have said, :: turns to E:: at this point. It was 2 am. I couldn't read the letters by then.))
03-16-2007 01:43:09 [Team]E.VAC: Something inside me that's not me that everyone's terrified of?
03-16-2007 01:43:55 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: I certainly wouldn't have let her out to "talk" to anyone.
03-16-2007 01:43:56 [Team]Masonry Redux: He lies. (( meant this to be Ben's voice but I was so tired I couldn't think straight))
03-16-2007 01:44:07 [Team]E.VAC: Don't you dare think you're alone, Mason. All three of us have had things to deal with.
03-16-2007 01:44:19 E.VAC tugs back on his glove.
03-16-2007 01:44:30 [Team]Masonry Redux: It is a demon.
03-16-2007 01:44:57 [Team]Masonry Redux: But didn't you think, you couldn't control her?03-16-2007 01:45:10 [Team]Masonry Redux: I mean, did you think you could control her.
03-16-2007 01:45:25 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Not on my own. That's why I got help.
03-16-2007 01:45:28 [Team]Masonry Redux: He's a Peacebringer, for God's sake.
03-16-2007 01:45:49 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: He's evil.
03-16-2007 01:46:01 [Team]E.VAC: He may resemble one on the surface, but his heart is Nictus.
03-16-2007 01:46:36 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: He thinks I'm pretty, yeah. But he also thinks I'm "tainted." I'm pretty sure he was going to try to kill me, when you let him out to "talk" to me, if E hadn't stopped him.
03-16-2007 01:46:46 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Thanks for that, by the way, of course, E.
03-16-2007 01:47:09 [Team]Masonry Redux: He was ... he was ...
03-16-2007 01:47:15 [Team]E.VAC: Oh. Uh... You're welcome.
03-16-2007 01:47:40 [Team]Masonry Redux: :: whispers:: he was going to take away the taint...
03-16-2007 01:47:49 Obsydian Fyre gives E a smile before going back to glaring at Mason.
03-16-2007 01:47:55 [Team]Masonry Redux: He would have killed you...
03-16-2007 01:47:55 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: And what the hell does *that* mean?
03-16-2007 01:48:46 [Team]Masonry Redux: E. I'd better go back to barracks.
03-16-2007 01:48:59 [Team]Obsydian Fyre: Oh. So, he would have killed me, but my corpse would have been pretty. Nice.
03-16-2007 01:50:01 [Team]E.VAC: I think you're right, Mas. Definitely time for you to go.
03-16-2007 01:50:10 [Team]Masonry Redux: I think... maybe... are you sure you still want me to ...
03-16-2007 01:50:24 [Team]Masonry Redux: Call me in.
03-16-2007 01:50:43 [Team]E.VAC: We'll see.
03-16-2007 01:52:01 [Team]Masonry Redux: Good night, then.
03-16-2007 01:52:17 [Team]E.VAC: 'Night.
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Benakasar is an artist. He was wrapped up in his own little world for many years and patronized throughout them. Therefore, he believed that he was one of the best Kheldian artists ever. Whether or not he really is will be eventually decided. When he got shot by a Void (he didn't try to save someone; someone tried to save him), he learned to hate them. He also saw that a hero existed to defend innocents, and that the particular hero was "beautiful" to him.
When he first joined with Nathan, he decided to let "him" drive until he understood what was going on around him. Unfortunately, Nathan believed that he no longer existed, and another fractured personality came forward, Masonry. Masonry was Nathan, but Nathan didn't want to believe it. Also, Ben didn't want him to believe it, either.
Ben provided many instances of alleged contact with people that may or may not have really happened. He clouded over instances, twisted words and some of Nathan's thoughts into what he wanted - he was an artist (Kheldians use a different word that directly translates into "manipulator"), after all, and he could put Nathan to "sleep". He sometimes assumed Masonry's personality as a test drive, but couldn't stay long because the world ran him down.
Ben's world was his own, perfect in his eyes. Imperfections didn't exist in his world. Everything he created was perfect and precious and beautiful. And now, out in this world, in the human world (imperfect creatures in the first place), there's so much imperfection, so much wrong.
The first wrong thing is the injustice around him. What happened to E got right to him and he came out as vengeful Masonry - yes, I can bring beauty by battling the injustices of the world. Well, the world's a rather big place, and there's too much injustice going on to simply beat up a few Hellions and say you're done. Plus the mediocrity (yeah, how pompous is that) of the world irritates him.
Going back into Masonry's "husk", he contemplated things and watched Masonry go through the world. Seeing Kit's sorrow at Masonry's death generated feelings in Masonry which Ben appreciated - wish for comfort and to protect this fragile creature (in his mind). I can do that, he thinks. Well, too many women don't want to be protected. They're tough enough, thank you.
Meanwhile he saw things by appearances. Any scar, any mark, any small imperfection in voice, manner - basically, what didn't match his version of beauty (Providence is beautiful to him; so is Mally Able in his/its bug form - but E is not because he has to use the reinforcement in his arm), was considered "marred" and imperfect. It didn't belong in his world. It didn't belong in this world.
Forget about Fyre. Fyre rebuffed everyone--again, another one of those "tough females". Therefore she was a Warshade before she joined with Serra - in Ben's opinion. He also vehemently holds onto what he thinks is right, even if it's blatantly wrong. An example: He will constantly think E's present "boss" is the "boss" who tortured him, and he believes that such an imperfect being as E would gravitate to the imperfect "boss" who created him. He will also believe Thad is a perfect physical specimen, no matter how he treats women. (I need to explain Masonry's anger that he projected to Kit - maybe Nathan's angry at Thad's treatment of her?)
Once he realizes his initial perceptions are wrong, he switches entirely. You're no longer perfect. However, I'm not sure if there should be exceptions. Thad, Kit, Scott, Providence, Rusty (oh, I can only imagine how he feels about him!).
He can control Nathan by still being able to manipulate his emotions and feelings. He distracts him and kind of slips in around Nathan's consciousness. However Ben can't hold Nathan back entirely, because Nathan will realize that he's being distracted and will fight his way out of the "dream" that Ben placed him (E's word: "contained"). What Nathan needs to do is head Ben off at the pass, and that's what he's working on now. Ben comes out when Nathan's scared, mad, unconscious, or sees something particularly amazing (new graphics card, doncha know).
What's going on behind the scenes: Painting therapy. Ben is allowed to "come out" during painting or other artwork. When he does, he's calm - but, again, Ben's in his own little world of his own creation, and nothing else seems to exist. When Masonry has to go to work, I'm not sure what will happen to Masonry during work.
My plan tonight is to present Sunfallen rerolled onto the soon-to-be-renamed Silent-Bob account, as a translator/reporter. Though Ice offered Hope's services. That will be absolutely fun!
When he first joined with Nathan, he decided to let "him" drive until he understood what was going on around him. Unfortunately, Nathan believed that he no longer existed, and another fractured personality came forward, Masonry. Masonry was Nathan, but Nathan didn't want to believe it. Also, Ben didn't want him to believe it, either.
Ben provided many instances of alleged contact with people that may or may not have really happened. He clouded over instances, twisted words and some of Nathan's thoughts into what he wanted - he was an artist (Kheldians use a different word that directly translates into "manipulator"), after all, and he could put Nathan to "sleep". He sometimes assumed Masonry's personality as a test drive, but couldn't stay long because the world ran him down.
Ben's world was his own, perfect in his eyes. Imperfections didn't exist in his world. Everything he created was perfect and precious and beautiful. And now, out in this world, in the human world (imperfect creatures in the first place), there's so much imperfection, so much wrong.
The first wrong thing is the injustice around him. What happened to E got right to him and he came out as vengeful Masonry - yes, I can bring beauty by battling the injustices of the world. Well, the world's a rather big place, and there's too much injustice going on to simply beat up a few Hellions and say you're done. Plus the mediocrity (yeah, how pompous is that) of the world irritates him.
Going back into Masonry's "husk", he contemplated things and watched Masonry go through the world. Seeing Kit's sorrow at Masonry's death generated feelings in Masonry which Ben appreciated - wish for comfort and to protect this fragile creature (in his mind). I can do that, he thinks. Well, too many women don't want to be protected. They're tough enough, thank you.
Meanwhile he saw things by appearances. Any scar, any mark, any small imperfection in voice, manner - basically, what didn't match his version of beauty (Providence is beautiful to him; so is Mally Able in his/its bug form - but E is not because he has to use the reinforcement in his arm), was considered "marred" and imperfect. It didn't belong in his world. It didn't belong in this world.
Forget about Fyre. Fyre rebuffed everyone--again, another one of those "tough females". Therefore she was a Warshade before she joined with Serra - in Ben's opinion. He also vehemently holds onto what he thinks is right, even if it's blatantly wrong. An example: He will constantly think E's present "boss" is the "boss" who tortured him, and he believes that such an imperfect being as E would gravitate to the imperfect "boss" who created him. He will also believe Thad is a perfect physical specimen, no matter how he treats women. (I need to explain Masonry's anger that he projected to Kit - maybe Nathan's angry at Thad's treatment of her?)
Once he realizes his initial perceptions are wrong, he switches entirely. You're no longer perfect. However, I'm not sure if there should be exceptions. Thad, Kit, Scott, Providence, Rusty (oh, I can only imagine how he feels about him!).
He can control Nathan by still being able to manipulate his emotions and feelings. He distracts him and kind of slips in around Nathan's consciousness. However Ben can't hold Nathan back entirely, because Nathan will realize that he's being distracted and will fight his way out of the "dream" that Ben placed him (E's word: "contained"). What Nathan needs to do is head Ben off at the pass, and that's what he's working on now. Ben comes out when Nathan's scared, mad, unconscious, or sees something particularly amazing (new graphics card, doncha know).
What's going on behind the scenes: Painting therapy. Ben is allowed to "come out" during painting or other artwork. When he does, he's calm - but, again, Ben's in his own little world of his own creation, and nothing else seems to exist. When Masonry has to go to work, I'm not sure what will happen to Masonry during work.
My plan tonight is to present Sunfallen rerolled onto the soon-to-be-renamed Silent-Bob account, as a translator/reporter. Though Ice offered Hope's services. That will be absolutely fun!
Fool. Humans are such fools. He believed me. They all did.
This body was mine to control. I could bring such beauty into the world. I could show these humans not only the art of the Kheldian, but that which would bring joy and emotion to the masses of humans.
Some beauty that is here: it is wrong.
Fyre has beauty but she is marred because of the Nictus that resides in her. E-VAC has beauty but he is marred with scars emotional and physical. Such marred beauty must be fixed or destroyed. Nathan would have had beauty if he had not killed innocents and had not tried to destroy himself. Artemis has such beauty as do Serena Star, Equilibria, Thad, Emerald Flight, Providence. They have no scars, they are perfect. Scott is not perfect but he strives to be. Wild Eye may have beauty. Synecology also - Nathan's memories of them are incoherent.
With this imperfect host I will present beauty - and eradicate the errors.
This is Ben's PoV of what he is. Ben's just nuts.
This body was mine to control. I could bring such beauty into the world. I could show these humans not only the art of the Kheldian, but that which would bring joy and emotion to the masses of humans.
Some beauty that is here: it is wrong.
Fyre has beauty but she is marred because of the Nictus that resides in her. E-VAC has beauty but he is marred with scars emotional and physical. Such marred beauty must be fixed or destroyed. Nathan would have had beauty if he had not killed innocents and had not tried to destroy himself. Artemis has such beauty as do Serena Star, Equilibria, Thad, Emerald Flight, Providence. They have no scars, they are perfect. Scott is not perfect but he strives to be. Wild Eye may have beauty. Synecology also - Nathan's memories of them are incoherent.
With this imperfect host I will present beauty - and eradicate the errors.
This is Ben's PoV of what he is. Ben's just nuts.
Friday, March 9, 2007
I was a posting maven yesterday. I did three things.
First, this was a response to a post by Wir where she had Electryck tear out part of Rusty's shoulder because she thought that Rusty would take Sapphire away. Rusty head-butted her and ran like hell.
Rusty ran, seeing his impending death with every step. If I’m going to die, then why am I running?
Instinct overrode the panic and crushed that dissenting voice. He knocked over crates as he tore through alleyways and turned sharp corners. One path opened up in his sight, only one, one he hadn't done in a very long time. He could hear her roar of fury not very far behind him.
The alleyway opened up to a dock where a huge tanker lay moored. Dockworkers looked up at the red bird-woman's cry, not at Rusty's approach. He got to an open section of the dock and stopped. He planted his feet firmly, tossed his head up defiantly, watched as the red streak headed right for him. He heard only the thump of his blood in his ears, saw only the red and white wings flapping and getting closer and closer -
She slammed hard into him. It was like hitting a brick wall. She fell backwards on the tarmac.
Rusty, his hands balled into fists and his focus entirely on the red form on the ground, took two steps to the stunned raptor. He ignored the fact that she was female; he didn't even see her as a human, only as a predator who had injured him. He ignored that he would be weak with his left arm, that he looked through the red haze of blood in his left eye. His rage blinded him to eveything but his focus - it even blinded his foresight. He approached her from behind and stomped hard on her wings, close to her back. He heard the satisfying snap of bones in the wings.
She roared in agony, twisting to grab and bite him, but Rusty had moved away. He concentrated on the here and now, using her movements to predict her actions. When she twisted, he kicked her hard in the face.
That wasn't enough, and only served to enrage her further. Fine, he thought, and kicked her again. She grabbed at him, raking his leg, her nails going through his boot to the flesh. He didn't feel it. He stepped away so she could get to her knees.
"Coup de grace, bitch," he snarled, and stepped forward, delivering a full-body uppercut right on the Angel's jaw. The force of it picked her up and slammed her down on her shattered wings.
He stood over the unconscious creature and waited to be sure she wouldn't move. As the dockworkers bled out from behind the assorted crates to examine the battle's results, he turned and walked away, heading toward the ferry.
Then, Sapphire posted that she shot Rusty point blank and dumped his body into the bay.
Next, is this.
Hope almost jumped out of her chair when someone threw open her door. Her natural center of calm allowed her to only turn her head to see who came in.
Rusty stood in the doorway, shirtless with a huge gouge across his forehead that almost reached his left eye. She continued her visual assessment; he was missing part of his shoulder. "I need medical assistance," he said shortly.
"What happened?" She noted the gouges on his forehead that had generated most of the blood on his face.
"Just fix it," he snarled, sitting down hard on her bed. "I'll need to get back to the ship and get some Permacol to rebuild my shoulder."
"If you wish to return to the ship we must inform Emerald."
"Yeah, yeah, fine, fine, go by the god damn book. Go on, get her before the graft won't take."
Hope tapped her communicator which sent a ping to Emerald. Since each ping was distinct for each member of the crew, Emerald would know exactly who was contacting her. She only needed to look at the automatic GPS to find out where Hope was - two doors down.
Emerald entered the room as the door was still open. "Rusty! What happened to you?"
Rusty glared at her defiantly. "I just got my shoulder ripped out by a man-eating angel and my ass kicked by your great-something grandmother."
This has set up Emerald to respond. Lastly, I decided to post Masonry's aftermath. The first one is when Masonry meets up with Scott and it didn't change from the post that I presented here. However, I redid the second post below to have a set-up for Kit.
"Kit, I can't."
Kit turned sideways on the couch and saw Masonry standing shirtless in his jeans and boots, holding his armor and costume in his arms as if to present them to someone. His mace was placed squarely on top of the small pile. Then he dropped everything, the metal arms clanging on the wood floor, the mace teetering off the pile to roll sideways onto the floor.
"What's the matter? Everything okay?"
"I didn't realize that it was attuned to Nathan's body chemistry. Most of the time the rock was in him, not just in this."
"Mase, what're you talking about?"
"The armor. I can't make the rocks anymore."
"I can try and fix it for you." She looked down at the arm bands that served as his armor. Masonry gave her a slight smile; she had been itching to tear it apart since they day they met.
"Sure, if you want." He took the mace from the pile. It felt too light and awkward in his hand. "I don't think I'm ready to go out yet."
Kit looked at the armor, then to the communicator, then to Masonry. Masonry let the mace fall out of his hand and hit the wood floor, sticking into it for a moment before falling over again. "Let's go take care of this now," she said, and jumped off of the couch.
"But Jake and Syn - "
She was already talking into the comm mike, "Jake, yeah, hi - no, I - wait. I'm going to have to go after the Freakshow later; I have to help Mase here get his armor up and working. Sure. Have a drink for me. Bye." She had arrived at the pile of armor and bent to lift up an arm. It was heavier than she thought and she dropped it. "Geez, Mase, how do you walk around with this?"
He picked up the pile as if it was a mere mound of clothes. "You get used to it." He followed Kit into her workshop.
"Put it right there," she pointed to a table in the center of the room which was immaculately cleared. Everything else in the workshop seemed a hodgepodge of tools, gadgets, items half completed, but very neatly set in boxes and groupings.
"Darce'd be jealous," he said, stepping back and leaning against a counter. She pulled at one of the arms and yanked it toward her.
She took a simple Allen wrench and started to separate the parts. "What did you mean it was attuned to Nathan's body chemistry?"
"I'm not Nathan."
She kept her eyes on the armor but her hands stopped working. "So who are you?"
"Masonry."
Now she looked up at him to see him standing there, his arms crossed, smiling at her. "So what's going on? What's so funny?"
"Nathan believed that you were smart enough to come to your own conclusions when presented with answers to your questions. I was answering your questions with, uh, 'just the facts, ma'am'."
"What are you?"
"A Kheldian blended with a human host."
She put her tools down and her eyes widened. "A squid!" she whispered.
He shook his head. "I can't assume that form. I'm too perfectly blended."
She blinked. "I'm sorry, what?"
"It's difficult to explain."
"Try me."
"Usually, when a Kheldian bonds with a human, one consciousness asserts itself over the other, or a common ground is found where both consciousnesses share the same body. In my case, Nathan died, and Benakasar the Kheldian also died, but their memories and knowledge, and the emotions attached to those memories, are mine."
"Nathan's dead?"
"Yes."
She stared at the armor, then Masonry, then the armor again. He watched her concernedly and wished he knew what was going on in her head."Kit, I can't."
Kit turned sideways on the couch and saw Masonry standing shirtless in his jeans and boots, holding his armor and costume in his arms as if to present them to someone. His mace was placed squarely on top of the small pile. Then he dropped everything, the metal arms clanging on the wood floor, the mace teetering off the pile to roll sideways onto the floor.
"What's the matter? Everything okay?"
"I didn't realize that it was attuned to Nathan's body chemistry. Most of the time the rock was in him, not just in this."
"Mase, what're you talking about?"
"The armor. I can't make the rocks anymore."
"I can try and fix it for you." She looked down at the arm bands that served as his armor. Masonry gave her a slight smile; she had been itching to tear it apart since they day they met.
"Sure, if you want." He took the mace from the pile. It felt too light and awkward in his hand. "I don't think I'm ready to go out yet."
Kit looked at the armor, then to the communicator, then to Masonry. Masonry let the mace fall out of his hand and hit the wood floor, sticking into it for a moment before falling over again. "Let's go take care of this now," she said, and jumped off of the couch.
"But Jake and Syn - "
She was already talking into the comm mike, "Jake, yeah, hi - no, I - wait. I'm going to have to go after the Freakshow later; I have to help Mase here get his armor up and working. Sure. Have a drink for me. Bye." She had arrived at the pile of armor and bent to lift up an arm. It was heavier than she thought and she dropped it. "Geez, Mase, how do you walk around with this?"
He picked up the pile as if it was a mere mound of clothes. "You get used to it." He followed Kit into her workshop.
"Put it right there," she pointed to a table in the center of the room which was immaculately cleared. Everything else in the workshop seemed a hodgepodge of tools, gadgets, items half completed, but very neatly set in boxes and groupings.
"Darce'd be jealous," he said, stepping back and leaning against a counter. She pulled at one of the arms and yanked it toward her.
She took a simple Allen wrench and started to separate the parts. "What did you mean it was attuned to Nathan's body chemistry?"
"I'm not Nathan."
She kept her eyes on the armor but her hands stopped working. "So who are you?"
"Masonry."
Now she looked up at him to see him standing there, his arms crossed, smiling at her. "So what's going on? What's so funny?"
"Nathan believed that you were smart enough to come to your own conclusions when presented with answers to your questions. I was answering your questions with, uh, 'just the facts, ma'am'."
"What are you?"
"A Kheldian blended with a human host."
She put her tools down and her eyes widened. "A squid!" she whispered.
He shook his head. "I can't assume that form. I'm too perfectly blended."
She blinked. "I'm sorry, what?"
"It's difficult to explain."
"Try me."
"Usually, when a Kheldian bonds with a human, one consciousness asserts itself over the other, or a common ground is found where both consciousnesses share the same body. In my case, Nathan died, and Benakasar the Kheldian also died, but their memories and knowledge, and the emotions attached to those memories, are mine."
"Nathan's dead?"
"Yes."
She stared at the armor, then Masonry, then the armor again. He watched her concernedly and wished he knew what was going on in her head.
So now I wait for responses.
First, this was a response to a post by Wir where she had Electryck tear out part of Rusty's shoulder because she thought that Rusty would take Sapphire away. Rusty head-butted her and ran like hell.
Rusty ran, seeing his impending death with every step. If I’m going to die, then why am I running?
Instinct overrode the panic and crushed that dissenting voice. He knocked over crates as he tore through alleyways and turned sharp corners. One path opened up in his sight, only one, one he hadn't done in a very long time. He could hear her roar of fury not very far behind him.
The alleyway opened up to a dock where a huge tanker lay moored. Dockworkers looked up at the red bird-woman's cry, not at Rusty's approach. He got to an open section of the dock and stopped. He planted his feet firmly, tossed his head up defiantly, watched as the red streak headed right for him. He heard only the thump of his blood in his ears, saw only the red and white wings flapping and getting closer and closer -
She slammed hard into him. It was like hitting a brick wall. She fell backwards on the tarmac.
Rusty, his hands balled into fists and his focus entirely on the red form on the ground, took two steps to the stunned raptor. He ignored the fact that she was female; he didn't even see her as a human, only as a predator who had injured him. He ignored that he would be weak with his left arm, that he looked through the red haze of blood in his left eye. His rage blinded him to eveything but his focus - it even blinded his foresight. He approached her from behind and stomped hard on her wings, close to her back. He heard the satisfying snap of bones in the wings.
She roared in agony, twisting to grab and bite him, but Rusty had moved away. He concentrated on the here and now, using her movements to predict her actions. When she twisted, he kicked her hard in the face.
That wasn't enough, and only served to enrage her further. Fine, he thought, and kicked her again. She grabbed at him, raking his leg, her nails going through his boot to the flesh. He didn't feel it. He stepped away so she could get to her knees.
"Coup de grace, bitch," he snarled, and stepped forward, delivering a full-body uppercut right on the Angel's jaw. The force of it picked her up and slammed her down on her shattered wings.
He stood over the unconscious creature and waited to be sure she wouldn't move. As the dockworkers bled out from behind the assorted crates to examine the battle's results, he turned and walked away, heading toward the ferry.
Then, Sapphire posted that she shot Rusty point blank and dumped his body into the bay.
Next, is this.
Hope almost jumped out of her chair when someone threw open her door. Her natural center of calm allowed her to only turn her head to see who came in.
Rusty stood in the doorway, shirtless with a huge gouge across his forehead that almost reached his left eye. She continued her visual assessment; he was missing part of his shoulder. "I need medical assistance," he said shortly.
"What happened?" She noted the gouges on his forehead that had generated most of the blood on his face.
"Just fix it," he snarled, sitting down hard on her bed. "I'll need to get back to the ship and get some Permacol to rebuild my shoulder."
"If you wish to return to the ship we must inform Emerald."
"Yeah, yeah, fine, fine, go by the god damn book. Go on, get her before the graft won't take."
Hope tapped her communicator which sent a ping to Emerald. Since each ping was distinct for each member of the crew, Emerald would know exactly who was contacting her. She only needed to look at the automatic GPS to find out where Hope was - two doors down.
Emerald entered the room as the door was still open. "Rusty! What happened to you?"
Rusty glared at her defiantly. "I just got my shoulder ripped out by a man-eating angel and my ass kicked by your great-something grandmother."
This has set up Emerald to respond. Lastly, I decided to post Masonry's aftermath. The first one is when Masonry meets up with Scott and it didn't change from the post that I presented here. However, I redid the second post below to have a set-up for Kit.
"Kit, I can't."
Kit turned sideways on the couch and saw Masonry standing shirtless in his jeans and boots, holding his armor and costume in his arms as if to present them to someone. His mace was placed squarely on top of the small pile. Then he dropped everything, the metal arms clanging on the wood floor, the mace teetering off the pile to roll sideways onto the floor.
"What's the matter? Everything okay?"
"I didn't realize that it was attuned to Nathan's body chemistry. Most of the time the rock was in him, not just in this."
"Mase, what're you talking about?"
"The armor. I can't make the rocks anymore."
"I can try and fix it for you." She looked down at the arm bands that served as his armor. Masonry gave her a slight smile; she had been itching to tear it apart since they day they met.
"Sure, if you want." He took the mace from the pile. It felt too light and awkward in his hand. "I don't think I'm ready to go out yet."
Kit looked at the armor, then to the communicator, then to Masonry. Masonry let the mace fall out of his hand and hit the wood floor, sticking into it for a moment before falling over again. "Let's go take care of this now," she said, and jumped off of the couch.
"But Jake and Syn - "
She was already talking into the comm mike, "Jake, yeah, hi - no, I - wait. I'm going to have to go after the Freakshow later; I have to help Mase here get his armor up and working. Sure. Have a drink for me. Bye." She had arrived at the pile of armor and bent to lift up an arm. It was heavier than she thought and she dropped it. "Geez, Mase, how do you walk around with this?"
He picked up the pile as if it was a mere mound of clothes. "You get used to it." He followed Kit into her workshop.
"Put it right there," she pointed to a table in the center of the room which was immaculately cleared. Everything else in the workshop seemed a hodgepodge of tools, gadgets, items half completed, but very neatly set in boxes and groupings.
"Darce'd be jealous," he said, stepping back and leaning against a counter. She pulled at one of the arms and yanked it toward her.
She took a simple Allen wrench and started to separate the parts. "What did you mean it was attuned to Nathan's body chemistry?"
"I'm not Nathan."
She kept her eyes on the armor but her hands stopped working. "So who are you?"
"Masonry."
Now she looked up at him to see him standing there, his arms crossed, smiling at her. "So what's going on? What's so funny?"
"Nathan believed that you were smart enough to come to your own conclusions when presented with answers to your questions. I was answering your questions with, uh, 'just the facts, ma'am'."
"What are you?"
"A Kheldian blended with a human host."
She put her tools down and her eyes widened. "A squid!" she whispered.
He shook his head. "I can't assume that form. I'm too perfectly blended."
She blinked. "I'm sorry, what?"
"It's difficult to explain."
"Try me."
"Usually, when a Kheldian bonds with a human, one consciousness asserts itself over the other, or a common ground is found where both consciousnesses share the same body. In my case, Nathan died, and Benakasar the Kheldian also died, but their memories and knowledge, and the emotions attached to those memories, are mine."
"Nathan's dead?"
"Yes."
She stared at the armor, then Masonry, then the armor again. He watched her concernedly and wished he knew what was going on in her head."Kit, I can't."
Kit turned sideways on the couch and saw Masonry standing shirtless in his jeans and boots, holding his armor and costume in his arms as if to present them to someone. His mace was placed squarely on top of the small pile. Then he dropped everything, the metal arms clanging on the wood floor, the mace teetering off the pile to roll sideways onto the floor.
"What's the matter? Everything okay?"
"I didn't realize that it was attuned to Nathan's body chemistry. Most of the time the rock was in him, not just in this."
"Mase, what're you talking about?"
"The armor. I can't make the rocks anymore."
"I can try and fix it for you." She looked down at the arm bands that served as his armor. Masonry gave her a slight smile; she had been itching to tear it apart since they day they met.
"Sure, if you want." He took the mace from the pile. It felt too light and awkward in his hand. "I don't think I'm ready to go out yet."
Kit looked at the armor, then to the communicator, then to Masonry. Masonry let the mace fall out of his hand and hit the wood floor, sticking into it for a moment before falling over again. "Let's go take care of this now," she said, and jumped off of the couch.
"But Jake and Syn - "
She was already talking into the comm mike, "Jake, yeah, hi - no, I - wait. I'm going to have to go after the Freakshow later; I have to help Mase here get his armor up and working. Sure. Have a drink for me. Bye." She had arrived at the pile of armor and bent to lift up an arm. It was heavier than she thought and she dropped it. "Geez, Mase, how do you walk around with this?"
He picked up the pile as if it was a mere mound of clothes. "You get used to it." He followed Kit into her workshop.
"Put it right there," she pointed to a table in the center of the room which was immaculately cleared. Everything else in the workshop seemed a hodgepodge of tools, gadgets, items half completed, but very neatly set in boxes and groupings.
"Darce'd be jealous," he said, stepping back and leaning against a counter. She pulled at one of the arms and yanked it toward her.
She took a simple Allen wrench and started to separate the parts. "What did you mean it was attuned to Nathan's body chemistry?"
"I'm not Nathan."
She kept her eyes on the armor but her hands stopped working. "So who are you?"
"Masonry."
Now she looked up at him to see him standing there, his arms crossed, smiling at her. "So what's going on? What's so funny?"
"Nathan believed that you were smart enough to come to your own conclusions when presented with answers to your questions. I was answering your questions with, uh, 'just the facts, ma'am'."
"What are you?"
"A Kheldian blended with a human host."
She put her tools down and her eyes widened. "A squid!" she whispered.
He shook his head. "I can't assume that form. I'm too perfectly blended."
She blinked. "I'm sorry, what?"
"It's difficult to explain."
"Try me."
"Usually, when a Kheldian bonds with a human, one consciousness asserts itself over the other, or a common ground is found where both consciousnesses share the same body. In my case, Nathan died, and Benakasar the Kheldian also died, but their memories and knowledge, and the emotions attached to those memories, are mine."
"Nathan's dead?"
"Yes."
She stared at the armor, then Masonry, then the armor again. He watched her concernedly and wished he knew what was going on in her head.
So now I wait for responses.
Friday, March 2, 2007
I used to listen to a lot of alternative stuff (R.E.M. - older - Collective Soul, Stone Temple Pilots). For fight scenes, thanks forever to the Matrix, it would be electronica (Fatboy Slim, Chemical Brothers, Propellerheads).
I subscribe to XM radio and also to Napster. Luckily I can listen to XM here at work, and I mostly listen to - in order - XM Pops (peppy popular Classical), Cinemagic (movie soundtracks), XM Classics (Classical music. entire symphonies), The System (electronica/dance), BPM (House electronica), 70's, 60's, 80's, 90's, Big Tracks/Top tracks (classic rock).
Personally I like classical because many times I've never heard it before in my life, there's no words so I can't associate certain things to it, so I can sit and listen and see pictures run before my eyes.
Napster has "radio stations" as well but they're not half as good as XM's. So if I see something I like (which, I've noticed, happens to be Mozart a lot), I write it down and go find it on Napster later.
I subscribe to XM radio and also to Napster. Luckily I can listen to XM here at work, and I mostly listen to - in order - XM Pops (peppy popular Classical), Cinemagic (movie soundtracks), XM Classics (Classical music. entire symphonies), The System (electronica/dance), BPM (House electronica), 70's, 60's, 80's, 90's, Big Tracks/Top tracks (classic rock).
Personally I like classical because many times I've never heard it before in my life, there's no words so I can't associate certain things to it, so I can sit and listen and see pictures run before my eyes.
Napster has "radio stations" as well but they're not half as good as XM's. So if I see something I like (which, I've noticed, happens to be Mozart a lot), I write it down and go find it on Napster later.
Okay, this pisses me off. If I don't sell anything, I'm not a bona-fide writer. If no one reads it, I'm not a writer. Don't even consider calling myself a writer because I'm not out there selling myself or selling my shit.
Bullshit.
I put words on a page, I write. I convey ideas, I write. Someone might read them, someone might not, but dammit I write.
Writer at Large has fallen into that same trap. So, I've noticed other writers that I read on blogs. I must sell. Why don't I? Two reasons. 1) The belief that if you write, you write, and it'll be published after your death. 2) I'm a coward. I live in my own little world, thank you very much, and would much prefer to not have anyone come at me from any sides.
Some say that my characters are distinctly different but I think they're all the same. Masonry, Luther, Casey, all have the same baritone voice. Ice thinks it's a tenor, but I went to listen to some operatic voices and I don't hear him like that. I hear him as the baritone. Not quite as deep as the bass-baritone illustrated on that page, and definitely not as deep as the bass (had to go elsewhere for that voice). Casey, though, is a little lighter in the early years, but as he gets older he gets deeper and darker. More later.
Bullshit.
I put words on a page, I write. I convey ideas, I write. Someone might read them, someone might not, but dammit I write.
Writer at Large has fallen into that same trap. So, I've noticed other writers that I read on blogs. I must sell. Why don't I? Two reasons. 1) The belief that if you write, you write, and it'll be published after your death. 2) I'm a coward. I live in my own little world, thank you very much, and would much prefer to not have anyone come at me from any sides.
Some say that my characters are distinctly different but I think they're all the same. Masonry, Luther, Casey, all have the same baritone voice. Ice thinks it's a tenor, but I went to listen to some operatic voices and I don't hear him like that. I hear him as the baritone. Not quite as deep as the bass-baritone illustrated on that page, and definitely not as deep as the bass (had to go elsewhere for that voice). Casey, though, is a little lighter in the early years, but as he gets older he gets deeper and darker. More later.