The FATED #florajojo 2/19/2017

DiscoDude: **---BEGIN SESSION---**
DiscoDude: **Session logging commenced**
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Pigoth 2nd, 563! Mew York was established little more than a hundred years ago with the Kadath/Aroria/Mew purchases! It is nary less than a month until Jenuvmas is upon this city again, and the snow is drifting down upon the grand opening of the Mew Cosmopolitan Museum of Art!
DetectiveCaillou|GM: It is now that two individuals step out of a cab which they shared, almost by fate! A stern satyre - on the hunt for leads in a mysterious series of incidents - and a dashing young fox just looking to make connections.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: The two of them lock eyes for a second, as the cabby swears at the slow progress he now has to make through the crowded drive.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Perhaps they will share a word before heading up the wide, illuminated steps to music box that is the new Cosmopolitan, or else part ways into the celebration without a word?
Pirrue: (I think that's your cue, <@!Alias> and <@!Tinncev>!)
Alias: (yes)
Tinncev: (yup)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Like my third person narration? :3)
Tinncev: (I like it!)
Pirrue: (now I'm rereading your narration and picturing it read in the JJBA narrator's voice XD)
Alias: "Ah, you there fella, just coming to sight-see? Or are you an artist of some sort?" Alias says, trying to his best to sound the coolest possible
Tinncev: Tinncev looks over at the fox and speaks, "I'm a sort of artist, you could say." They spoke, "I did not quite catch your name in the cab...What was it? I am Tinncev, and you are...?"
Alias: "The name's Alias, nice to meet ya." Alias says, extending a hand towards Tinncev "Listen, bud, Y'know, let me tell you a secret. Every artist has... A person, Y'know? That is, if they intend to make strides in... Making sick-ass cash, get it?"
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Nice period dialogue. XD)
Alias: (I am trying my darnest, but I neither was alive then, nor there XD)
Tinncev: "Nice to meet you too, Alias." He turns towards the building now, "And by person you mean mananger, right?" He turned to them, keeping a straight face. They didn't seem to be around from here, at least from Mew York, must have been raised somewhere else.
Alias: "I KNEW that a sharp pal like you would know what a pal like me would mean by 'a person', of course." Alias says, rubbing his chin with the hand that was extended for a hand-shake... And ignored...
DetectiveCaillou|GM: The one called Alias was interested in one artist in particular; a young up-and-comer named Pirrue, who was recently commissioned by one Duke Strawberg of Gnawth to create a mechanical piece. There was a particular reason why he was focusing on this piece.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: About a week ago, it came out on the news that a threat letter sent by one "Hermes" claimed that he would steal the "soul artifice" on opening night, and Alias was sure that Pirrue's piece is what he meant.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: This Hermes was notorious for stealing art and artifacts from places of preservation all over Owel, and it was rumored that his base of operations was here in Mew York. This was why Tinncev was here, as well.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Over the past few months, approximately a dozen women have gone missing in Mew York, with only the words "FOR MY ART" left in their stead. Foul play is highly likely, and certain anonymous tips have lead some to theorize that Hermes is the one responsible.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: So would the two head up together together, separately, or not at all?
Alias: (Well, we really don't share much of our ulterior motives, I don't think)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (I might have to duck out in a bit to wish my sister a happy birthday soon.)
Alias: (ok)
Tinncev: Tinncev has already headed up towards the cosmopolitan museum, _I wonder if this 'soul artifice' is a woman as well, maybe he plans to steal her instead of her art if she makes mechanical artworks_ He left behind Alias, walking away without even a, "see ya."
DetectiveCaillou|GM: "Hello, and welcome to the grand opening." The receptionist was a polite and meek cat. "Apologies for the inconvenience, but due to the recent threat made to the establishment, all paying guests will have to comply to a weapons search by our guards here."
Tinncev: "Not a problem, ma'am." Tinncev responds, and walks over to the guards and allows them to search his person.
Alias: "Oh, it's perfectly fine bud, I can assure that my only weapon is my sharp coolness." Alias says, striking a pose "Bring the popo, my body is ready."
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Pff)
Pirrue: (if disco existed he would totally be wearing disco pants)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Do either have weapons?)
Tinncev: (Nope he doesn't have any.)
Alias: (Alias might have a multi-tool that is too small to be considerated a weapon)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Tinncev passes the guards without a single erroneous item being found. The guards give Alias a strange look, but find nothing on him, either. The two both head into the crowd.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: What do they do from here on?
Alias: "Told ya, boys, Alias here's as clean as... Um... Soap!" Alias says, walking backwards while he 'dusted off' his biker jacket
Tinncev: Tinncev looks for the directory to see if there was anybody here that was commissoned by Duke Strawberg of Gnawth, hoping to get straight to the point and finding this person.
Alias: _Alias proceeds to try to seek after Pirrue, trying to mingle with the public and listen in to the conversations._
Tinncev: (I assume having the the title duke your art commissions would be made public.)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Both shall roll Clever.)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (BBIAB)
Tinncev: !roll 4df (Clever)
DiscoDude: <@Tinncev> rolled 4df for -2 [4df = [+][-][-][-]] (Clever)
Tinncev: (wait I messed up)
Alias: !roll 4df+3 (clever)
DiscoDude: <@Alias> rolled 4df+3 for 2 [4df = [-][-][ ][+]] (clever)
Tinncev: (Yeah I forgot the 3...derp)
Tinncev: !roll 4df+3 (Clever)
DiscoDude: <@Tinncev> rolled 4df+3 for 2 [4df = [ ][+][-][-]] (Clever)
Alias: (So?)
Pirrue: (he's AFK)
Pirrue: (probably on birthday-related business)
Alias: (Right)
Tinncev: (He said he has to clean the dishes)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Ima see if I can talk'n'type.)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Okay, turns out I can't do both, and also, I'm back.)
Alias: (WB)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (So you both got 2s.)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Tinncev attempted to scan the directory, but doesn't get far before he notices the duke himself out of the corner of his eye; a manticore cloaked in a foreign-looking poncho that covered his body, his stern face recognizable from the news.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Alias searches, until he notices what appears to be the curator - a graceful, cheery looking scrycoon in a dapper vest - conversing with some high profile guests concerning an artist he had with him.
Tinncev: Turns around casually and makes an attempt to walk towards him to ask him a single question...Or follow him if that turns out to be a flunk.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Strawberg: "Hm? Er, what is it? I'm busy."
Alias: _Alias attempts to approach the group, just enough to be able to overhear them, hopefully without raising suspiscions._
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Roll sneaky, Alias.)
Tinncev: "Sorry, Duke Strawberg, I was wondering if you could direct me towards the art piece that you commissoned." He asks, keeping cool and calm.
Alias: !roll 4df+2 (sneaky)
DiscoDude: <@Alias> rolled 4df+2 for 0 [4df = [-][ ][-][ ]] (sneaky)
Alias: (omg, the dice gods are playing with us today)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Lady: "Oh, do come closer, young man! The curator just got here."
The curator stepped forward to meet Alias.
"Ah, hello," he said as he took a kerchief to his forehead, "I'm Mr. Anjou, the curator, but you can call me by my given name, Groovejet. I was just introducing this fine young lady here. She's an artist from Cenastre!"
Alias: "Ah-ah, of course!" Alias tries to save his ill-fated attempt at evading attention
DetectiveCaillou|GM: The lady in question was a blocky looking reptile whose species evades Alias. "I am Cread, seeing as this man forgot to give my name. He also forgot to ask yours. He forgets to do lots of things."
Alias: _Alias approaches the circle_
Alias: "Yo, the name's Alias, nice to meet ya buds."
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Strawberg: "Ah, no, I'm afraid. The wing it will be displayed in is still being prepared, I hear. Off limits, I'm afraid."
Alias: (This is for Tinncev)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Tinncev is brushed by, and when he turns around, he comes to face a rather bulky commons fox.
"Ah, heheh, sorry. I'm... I'm just here to see my love. I won't bother you. Name's Pepper."
Tinncev: Tinncev was about to say something before being bumped by the fox, "Nice to meet you Pepper, but I have a question. Do you happen to have access to a wing for Duke Strawberg's commission?" He asks, "And if you don't mind me asking, who is your lover's name?"
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Groovejet: "Ah, hello there Alias. Do you have a family name? Aurorians often do. What brings you here?"
Alias: (Pirrue is a he, right?)
Pirrue: (nope, she)
Tinncev: (HEH)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Pepper: "O-oh! That's why I'm here, actually. It's a shame I can't see my love's work yet. It must be perfect, right? Like her? Oh my..." He wanders off. Tinncev notices the duke giving the retreating fox a wary look.
Alias: "The surname's Foster, if that interests you so much." Alias says, crossing his arms and then giving a nod with his head, trying his best to look cool as he does it. "But hey, I just came here because Pirrue is going to be showing off an art piece of her makin', y'know? I hear that work *drips* with cool mojo, y'know?"
Tinncev: (blehehe)
Pirrue: (for the record, this is Pirrue's first work)
Pirrue: (like, the first thing she's ever put on display)
Tinncev: (I knew it.)
Alias: (Yes, but hey, people can be saying whatever they want from an unborn baby)
Pirrue: (true, he could just be bullshitting XD)
Tinncev: (Can I roll clever to tell if it's a lie?)
Tinncev: (But either way, he's going to follow that fox)
Tinncev: Tinncev seemed a bit suspicous of the fox and follows him about 10 steps away from him, and keeping the same walking pace as he had before.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Cread stomps the ground: "Damn that woman, Strawberg's commission should have been mine! Why did he change it to her when she has had zero of the experience?! I have never even heard of her before yesterday!"
Groovejet tugs at his collar, clearly uncomfortable: "Ahem, there's no point in questioning a patron, you know. Perhaps you might come back into his grace?"
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (First make that detect lie Clever roll you wanted, Tinncev.)
Tinncev: (Alrighty)
Tinncev: !roll 4df+3
DiscoDude: <@Tinncev> rolled 4df+3 for 5 [4df = [ ][+][ ][+]]
DetectiveCaillou|GM: No, he's not lying. Pepper was completely genuine about everything he said. *He's Clearly In Love*, though something does seem to be making him tense.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Crap, asterisks are code in this app.)
Alias: "Yo, sounds like you need a *person*, Y'know? That could get you connected to buyers 'n stuff... I mean, you don't happen to have one, do you lady?" Alias says, stuffing his hands on the pockets of his Biker Jacket.
Tinncev: ( ** = Bold )
Pirrue: (whoop!)
Pirrue: (maybe a pair of -hyphens-?)
Pirrue: (or, yeah, just mark 'em in **bold**)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Tinncev: -He's Clearly In Love-
Tinncev: (rip no notes either)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Shit. XD)
Pirrue: (DiscoDude doesn't do notes yet either ^_^; )
Tinncev: I guess we could make a goggle doocs?)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Just put it on your character sheets.)
Alias: "I mean, Pirrue probably had *a person*, Y'know? But that's me thinkin' 'n sayin' it, if ya know otherwise, I'd be enlightened if you shared." Alias said, leaning slightly fowards
Alias: (Also, I did two "moves")
Tinncev: (Gotcha, I put it on there)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Cread: "I need no 'person', and I should slam you if you are making romantic advances on me."
Just then, a taller scycoon - a hybrid? - approaches.
Groovejet: "Oh, this is my daughter, Tsubaki. She's also an artist."
DetectiveCaillou|GM:
Tinncev: (perfect!)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (How do I view it?)
Tinncev: (The lil pin at the top of the browser)
Tinncev: (Next to the bell and two people)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (I'm on an app, but I found it anyway.)
Alias: (Omg, what is the name of that person... that helps artist to get commissioners and stuff? Like... The middle-man?)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Tinncev, now that you've ascertained his truth telling, roll clever again.)
Pirrue: (broker? agent?)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (<@!Tinncev>?)
Tinncev: (Sorry, bathroom break)
Tinncev: (I'm back)
Alias: "Yo, ya got me pegged all wrong. The *person* I mean is a broker, an agent, a manager, yo. It has nothin' to do with romantic anythings. Except, dunno, romantic art for commissioners? But I digress."
Tinncev: !roll 4df+3 (Clever)
DiscoDude: <@Tinncev> rolled 4df+3 for 3 [4df = [+][-][-][+]] (Clever)
Alias: "Ah, Tsubaki, nice to meet ya. The name's Alias, Alias *foster* if you're into surnames just like yer papa."
DetectiveCaillou|GM: As Tinncev was about to follow after Pepper, he notices two Gnolls off near one exit leading out of the hall. Note that in this period, Gnolls were not generally accepted in places of high standing. Yet, these ones just had to flash something at any dissenter that came near them, and they were left alone, with fear in the eyes of those retreating. They couldn't be with the museum or the police, so... Wait, they're heading into a staff-only area.
Tinncev: Tinncev quickly makes their way to the gnolls, something is definitely up, _Hermes might be here!_
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Tsubaki: "Charmed." She paused with a look of knowing on her face, as if she Alias from sometime. "I don't think either of us really need a broker."
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Alias, roll Clever.)
Alias: !roll 4df+3 (Clever... C'mon dice gods!)
DiscoDude: <@Alias> rolled 4df+3 for 5 [4df = [+][+][-][+]] (Clever... C'mon dice gods!)
Alias: (That's DEFINITIVELY above-average!)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: That Tinncev dude seemed to be on the move, after a pair of... Gnolls? Alias may be foreign, but the ostracism of Gnolls was as much of a thing up north as it was here - actually, it was worse. He also knew that these two had to be connected (yeah, *that* way) if they managed to not get thrown out yet. *These Two Were Trouble*, that's for sure.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Alias: -These Two Were Trouble-
DetectiveCaillou|GM:
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (What will Alias do?)
Alias: "Y'know, ladies? Sir? I'm sorry, I gotta go 'n do business around, after all, one does not get mad cash if idle." Alias says, pulling a comb from his pocket, and cobing the top of his head. "So, see y'all around, 'till next time."
Alias: _Ailas then turns around, stuffing the comb back in his pocket, and tries to sneakily follow the three individuals._
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Hm, I'll skip rolling for this so we can get on with it.)
Alias: (Well, everyone might be so busy that success is guaranteed)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Tinncev, with Alias behind him, follows the twin gnolls further into restricted territory. The ritzy front gives way to an industrial underbelly. They soon find themselves in a rather large loading dock, which had the occasional worker moving a crate or two in order to help set up. Soon after warding off these workers with some sort of pin, one of the gnolls scratches himself and looks around. "Is someone there," he asked, as he began to turn around.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Both shall roll Sneaky or Quick.)
Tinncev: !roll 4df+2 (Quick)
DiscoDude: <@Tinncev> rolled 4df+2 for 0 [4df = [ ][ ][-][-]] (Quick)
Alias: !roll 4df+2 (Sneaky)
DiscoDude: <@Alias> rolled 4df+2 for 4 [4df = [ ][+][+][ ]] (Sneaky)
Alias: (It seems that the dice gods favors the COOL DUDES)
Tinncev: ( :u)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Alias ducks behind a corner as Tinncev dives behind a box ahead, causing a thudding noise when he lands.
"Whazzat? Who there?!" The other twin reels around. The smarter one comes around and sees Tinncev.
"Oh, someone who is too curious," he said, "I advise you leave unless you want to be hurt." He flashes that pin at Tinncev, and he recognizes it as belonging to the Pawe crime family.
Tinncev: (What is the Pawe Crime Family?)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (The group Chef Antonio will run in the present day. :3)
Alias: _Alias snickers "Heh, that's what you get, maybe if you had a *person* you'd be not in trouble at all."_
Tinncev: (aaah)
Tinncev: (Well...Time to use my 「IN BLOOM」, Tinncev NEEDs to know)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: "I hear that!" Alias felt a shiver go up his person. "Come out!"
Alias: _Alias presses himself against the wall, covering his mouth in the hopes of holding back the yelp of surprise_
Tinncev: Tinncev stands straight up and looks at them, "Well I guess today is coming 「IN BLOOM」then?" He looks at them straight faced and attempts to restain the one closest to him with his {Binding Vines}!
Tinncev: (Can they perciev stands?)
Tinncev: (Probably not though)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (No.)
Tinncev: !roll 4df+7 (QUICK + BINDING VINES)
DiscoDude: <@Tinncev> rolled 4df+7 for 7 [4df = [+][ ][ ][-]] (QUICK + BINDING VINES)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: !roll 4df+3 (Forceful)
DiscoDude: <@DetectiveCaillou|GM> rolled 4df+3 for 4 [4df = [-][+][+][ ]] (Forceful)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (You aiming for the smarter one, or the stupider one?)
Tinncev: (Smarter one)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Or wait, they can, but... Let's say they can, but they're just Standless thugs here.)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Either way..)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (No, wait...)
Tinncev: (If you don't have a stand you can't see what's on you)
Tinncev: (Alla Killer Queen with the mini tank)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (I know.)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (They can see it, though.)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Explanation later.)
Tinncev: (ah okay)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (So right now, you're tied.)
Tinncev: (me?)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (You'll just get a boost at this rate.)
Tinncev: (Oh I thought I was **TIED** up)
Tinncev: (I'm fine with that XD)
Tinncev: (No boost is alright)
Tinncev: (So I'm p sure this ends up in a contest, right?)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Suddenly, the flower on Tinncev's right eye writhes before shooting vines out at the smarter of the two gnolls, giving him an *Ensnared Arm*.
"Gah! What on earth?! Is this a Stand?!"
"I hit someone now?!"
"Yes!"
DetectiveCaillou|GM: VS Duran twin 1: -Ensnared Arm-
DetectiveCaillou|GM:
Tinncev: "So this is a **stand**. Never heard of that term before..."
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Alias can jump in now, or wait.)
Alias: _Alias watches from around the corner, absolutely baffled at what he sees and hears_
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Angry Young Man very much exists at this point, BTW.)
Alias: (I am assuming Alias does not *yet* knows he has a stand, and that it will appear once he gets threatened or something)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (He got stabbed with a Stand arrow like a week ago.)
Alias: (Oh)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Or I dunno.)
Alias: (I thought this was... Y'know, in the family)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Maybe he inherited it.)
Alias: (After all, the guy back then was very particular in knowing Alias' family name)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (When else would this begin? Also, can't a guy want to know surnames?)
Alias: (that is true XD)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Anyways, it doesn't matter; you have a Stand, like Jotaro had a Stand; you just had it.)
Alias: (I am sorry for pulling this on you, DC, but can we have a "reveal scene" down the line that Alias' stand manifests itself to protect Alias?)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (*kicks self for not mentioning stabbing incident*)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Pirrue was going to have the "this is my 'Stand'?" scene.)
Alias: (Woop)
Alias: (I thought this was what was going to happen to Alias, sorry!)
Pirrue: (where the hell *is* Pirrue in all this. I've been on standby for almost three hours now. 😦 )
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (I'm sorry! 😦 This is taking way longer than I was expecting.)
Pirrue: (i wish I'd known in advance she wouldn't be showing up in the first session; I had *plans* for this evening. 😦 )
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Who said it was about to end?)
Alias: (Maybe we should *move on*)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Yeah.)
Tinncev: (Y/N does Alias come out to help Tinncev)
Tinncev: (Since that still wasn't answered)
Alias: (N, for now)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (I think I'll treat these guys like Mooks for now, to speed things along.)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Tinncev grimaces as the other gnoll comes forward to take a swing at him!
DetectiveCaillou|GM: !roll 4df+2
DiscoDude: <@DetectiveCaillou|GM> rolled 4df+2 for 3 [4df = [ ][+][-][+]]
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Just +2s and +0s from here on out.)
Tinncev: !roll 4df+2
DiscoDude: <@Tinncev> rolled 4df+2 for 3 [4df = [ ][ ][ ][+]]
Tinncev: (These Dice Gods really are keeping me on edge)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (No invokes so far.)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Tinncev manages to block the shot, but gets a *Bruised Arm* in the process.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: VS Tinncev: -Bruised Arm-
DetectiveCaillou|GM:
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Alias watches on as the first gnoll moves to attack as well. Will he continue to stand by?
Alias: (Do you want me to participate?)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Sort of? Or don't, if Alias is selfish.)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (It's tough working with selfish characters, though. XP)
Tinncev: (That cool guy facade seems selfish)
Alias: (he's pretty selfish, I'll give you that much. I'll cook up a selfish reason for him to join in)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (For favors! XD)
Alias: "'Da popo is gonna be showing around because of these morons, then I'll be dragged out just because of my cool looks and my cooler jacket... Damnit! I am going to lose my chance at Pirrue! Everyone has only been turning me down today- Everyone has been turning me down EVER! That makes no sense! I am so cool! I am supposed to be treated like the goddamn cool dude that I am!" Alias says, his blood boiling from frustration.

"This is just so UNCOOL! And because a bunch of morons, I am probably going to lose the last, and best, chance I've ever had..."

"This makes me... So... ANGRY!"
Alias: _As Alias' rant reaches its peak point..._
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Is he just saying this around the corner? XD)
Alias: (Yes XD)
Alias: _His stand materializes, just close enough to the trio. The Angry Young Man, looks down to the most brutish of the two Gnolls, and lashes against him, by generating spheres of outward force!_
Alias: _Angy Young Man uses {OUTWARD FORCE}!_
Alias: (also, I am going to spend a fate point to ALSO stun my target)
Alias: (I can do both, right?)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Yeah, that's the idea.)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (But {OUTWARD FORCE} is something you tak on to a normal attack.)
Alias: (yes, gonna roll that!)
Alias: !Roll 4df+4 (forceful+{OUTWARD FORCE})
DiscoDude: <@Alias> rolled 4df+4 for 4 [4df = [-][-][+][+]] (forceful+{OUTWARD FORCE})
Alias: (*sigh*)
Alias: (You can make whatever entrance you will... The dice gods will decide if it was a good entrance)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: !roll 4df+2
DiscoDude: <@DetectiveCaillou|GM> rolled 4df+2 for 4 [4df = [ ][ ][+][+]]
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (You can invoke if you want.)
Alias: (DICE GODS, WHYYYYYYYYYY)
Alias: (YES)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (No one's done it yet. XD)
Alias: (I'll use my invoke! can I?)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Your boost, you mean?)
Alias: (That)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Sure. You take these guys more seriously because of it.)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: As Angry Young Man's fists descend upon the smart twin, wherever the fists collide, his flesh is forced away in a spherical shape, like a small bubble (harder than steel) just popped into existence around the fist. The attack really (KNOCKED THE WIND OUT OF HIM).
DetectiveCaillou|GM: 1st Duran twin: [1][2][X] (Winded)(!)
DetectiveCaillou|GM:
DetectiveCaillou|GM: That twin is too winded to act!
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Won by 2, plus 3 WC. :3)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Tinncev's turn to act.)
Tinncev: Tinncev goes in to try and bind the dumber gnoll! "Thanks for the help, Alias, didn't know you were here." He shifts his head a bit to face him.
Tinncev: !roll 4df+4 (Quick + Binding Vines)
DiscoDude: <@Tinncev> rolled 4df+4 for 1 [4df = [-][-][ ][-]] (Quick + Binding Vines)
Tinncev: (hhhh)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Reroll?)
Tinncev: (Yeah, is that a stand refresh?)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Your Stand has aspects, and- yup.)
Tinncev: (Oh...I'll use Stabbing thorns with my refrsh)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Alright. Reroll!)
Tinncev: !roll 4df+4 (REROLL!)
DiscoDude: <@Tinncev> rolled 4df+4 for 5 [4df = [ ][ ][ ][+]] (REROLL!)
Tinncev: (YEAAAAH)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: !roll 4df+2
DiscoDude: <@DetectiveCaillou|GM> rolled 4df+2 for -1 [4df = [ ][-][-][-]]
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (KER-DEATH... If this was an attack. XD)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: The vines wrap completely around this twin, rendering him immobile. ("What?!")
DetectiveCaillou|GM: VS 2nd Duran twin: [Immobilized][!!]
DetectiveCaillou|GM:
Tinncev: ( :3c)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Hm... Just realized I forgot to unpin -These Guys Were Trouble-. Then I found out there was no unpinning.)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Anywho.)
Tinncev: (You jump to the pin and then unpin it)
Tinncev: (If I give me the pin/unpin feature I can do that for you)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: The dumber twin tries to break free.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: !roll 4df+2
DiscoDude: <@DetectiveCaillou|GM> rolled 4df+2 for 1 [4df = [ ][ ][ ][-]]
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Aaaaand he doesn't!
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Alias's turn.)
Alias: (Well)
Alias: _Alias' stand don't give it a rest, he will just keep on going, just like the Angry Young Man that he is._
Alias: !4df+4 (Forceful +{OUTWARD FORCE})
Alias: !roll 4df+4 (Forceful +{OUTWARD FORCE})
DiscoDude: <@Alias> rolled 4df+4 for 4 [4df = [ ][+][ ][-]] (Forceful +{OUTWARD FORCE})
Alias: (The dice Gods...)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: !roll 4df+2
DiscoDude: <@DetectiveCaillou|GM> rolled 4df+2 for 0 [4df = [-][ ][-][ ]]
Alias: (Well, this settles that)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: "TOOOORATORATORATORATORA!! TOOOOORAA!!!" Tinncev's vines actually break from the twin as he flies back into a pile of crates.
Alias: (YESSSSS!)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Tinncev's turn.)
Tinncev: Tinncev goes in for some quick punches to the gut for the first twin! (Using the aspect for [ Winded ! ] )
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (The first twin was the one that was KOed.)
Tinncev: (I thought I got the dumber one?)
Tinncev: (Ah well)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (You got the dumber one with [Immobilized][!!].)
Tinncev: (OH! I had the Ensared Arm, sorry)
Tinncev: (Well I'm going to just punch quickly this time at the immobilized, not gonna use an invokes)
Tinncev: !roll 4df+2 (Quick)
DiscoDude: <@Tinncev> rolled 4df+2 for 4 [4df = [ ][+][+][ ]] (Quick)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: !roll 4df+0
DiscoDude: <@DetectiveCaillou|GM> rolled 4df+0 for 0 [4df = [+][+][-][-]]
DetectiveCaillou|GM: *SMACK!* Tinncev's fist collides with the less literate gnoll's face, giving him a (Broken Nose)(!) to boot.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: 2nd Duran twin: [1][X][3] (Broken Nose)(!)
DetectiveCaillou|GM:
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Oh, right, my turn.)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: The gnoll tries to break out again.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: !roll 4df+2
DiscoDude: <@DetectiveCaillou|GM> rolled 4df+2 for 1 [4df = [ ][+][-][-]]
DetectiveCaillou|GM: And fails!
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Alias. :3)
Alias: _The Angry Young Man turns to the last remaining Gnoll..._
Alias: *"Tora..."*
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (BTW, where is Alias himself in all this? I figure that Angry Young Man's range is pretty short.)
Alias: _And then proceeds to rain strikes against him as well_
Alias: !roll 4df+4 (Forceful +{OUTWARD FORCE})
DiscoDude: <@Alias> rolled 4df+4 for 4 [4df = [ ][ ][-][+]] (Forceful +{OUTWARD FORCE})
Alias: (omg)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: !roll 4df+0
DiscoDude: <@DetectiveCaillou|GM> rolled 4df+0 for -3 [4df = [-][-][-][ ]]
Tinncev: (AYY(
Alias: (Anyways, Alias is really not that far... He's, having some revelations)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (DED)
Alias: (DC, please, take it away)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: "TOOOORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORA!!!"
DetectiveCaillou|GM: "TOOOORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORATORA!!!"
DetectiveCaillou|GM: "TOORAAAA!!!"
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Tinncev's vines snapping again, the other gnoll goes flying across the room, before hitting the underside of a lid that was propped open and falling into the box it belonged to, ending with a *SLAM* as the lid falls closed as it's startled from the impact.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: ("- SITUATION FINISH! -" XD)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (The label read {To 1211 Grand York Ave. - Cosmopolitan Museum of Art}. XD)
Alias: "Alias, I, who was watching this... Knows not what to say... But what I said."

"Er, I mean. YO! Those suckers got what they got comin' for 'em! That's right! Alias gon' deliver for ya!"
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (???)
Alias: (Don't worry about that)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (With the way he "normally" talks, I wouldn't be surprised if he originally came from the Aurorian equivalent of The Sticks. XD)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Any reaction from Tinncev?)
Tinncev: Tinncev approaches the box and and looks at the label before looking into the box.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: The 2nd twin was definitely out cold. If it weren't for you checking and confirming his pulse, you were sure that this guy Alias and this punching ghost he has (another "Stand"?) had killed them.
Tinncev: "...Alias, you and I seem to have the same powers." He turned, reaching out to shake his hand, "sorry for not shaking your hand earlier...It slipped my mind."
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Alias?)
Alias: _Alias shakes Tinncev's hand "Yo, no probs! Hey! Y'know, I just got you out of a bind, eh? Speaking of which, how 'bout we make ourselves scarce, what you say?"_
DetectiveCaillou|GM: *B-B-R_R_RRRRRIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNGGGG!!!*
Tinncev: "I still need to get into that wing that was commissoned by the Duke." He spoke, "I'm not leav-" he turns to the sound. "What in the?"
DetectiveCaillou|GM: You both suddenly hear the screem of an alarm.
Alias: _Alias **instantly** makes himself scarce_
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Both of you, roll Clever.)
Alias: !roll 4df+3 (clever)
DiscoDude: <@Alias> rolled 4df+3 for 2 [4df = [ ][-][ ][ ]] (clever)
Tinncev: !roll 4df+3 (Clever)
DiscoDude: <@Tinncev> rolled 4df+3 for 4 [4df = [+][-][ ][+]] (Clever)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (<@!Pirrue>; You're about to appear.)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: You both hear the scream echoing through the place over the alarm from somewhere in the direction of where the closed exhibit would be, but only Tinncev could make out the words;
"It's Hermes! Hermes killed my baby!"
Tinncev: "If you're going to put some use to your powers, come with me. **HERMES** is here, and he's in the closed off exhibit, I'm going there right now." He says as he turns and runs towards the exhibit.
Alias: "Oh- Um..."
Alias: _Alias considers for a moment turning tail and escaping the opposite direction_
Alias: "What the hell... This is all probably just a dumb dream" He whispers to himself, before following Tinncev
DetectiveCaillou|GM: The two of them run until they reach a service door leading out of the back area and into the closed exhibits. It's easier to tell where the yelling is coming from now that they're close enough to hear it without relying on the echo chamber that was the emptier parts of the museum.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: "I'll kill you!" *BANG! BANG!*
Tinncev: (Was that a female or male voice?)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Male both times.)
Tinncev: (Ah okay)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Should I keep narrating?)
Tinncev: (yeah, we're still runing towards there)
Alias: (We really can't participate in the action if we didn't arrive yet)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: The shots help them find the place, and as they feared, it was where Pirrue's piece was meant to be showcased... But nothing could have prepared them for what they saw in that room!
DetectiveCaillou|GM: The podium that once had a photo taken of it for the articles in the news; empty! Only a rope stopped just above it, and nearby was a male cat unloading his pistol upward.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Alias looks up, and notices a shadowy figure looking into the open skylight, one hand clenched to their shoulder, and in the other hand... it's hard to make out, but he couldn't imagine it being anything other than that stolen piece. Meanwhile, Tinncev was looking down at the podium's base, which made him gasp.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: As the figure dissapears from view, Alias turns to tell Tinncev about it, then notices it - or rather, *them* - as well.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: The one they were both looking for, Pirrue... was lying on the ground.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Her throat was slit.
Tinncev: "...Shit." was all they could muster.
Alias: "Welp, now that is an stillborn artistic carrer, if I ever saw one." Alias says, putting own his sunglasses
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (<@!Pirrue>, you're about to become relevant now.)
Pirrue: "Ggggghhhhhhhhk!"
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Not *now*! XD)
Pirrue: (whoop!)
Alias: "Oh, hey... By they way, is any of us paremedics... Yo?"
DetectiveCaillou|GM: "H-how can you make fun at a time like this?!" The cat points his probably empty gun at Alias. "This is my daughter you're talking about!"
Tinncev: "I wish my abilties were reversed, but alas." He then turns towards the cat, "Look...wait...Was the man a Common Fox?" He asked, pointing at the man.
Alias: "Yeah, and I came to this exibition only to see her work... And all I got to see was her work get stollen- Well, not the only thing."
DetectiveCaillou|GM: "N-no, I couldn't get a good look, but I know it's Hermes! I saw him holding her opus!"
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Anybody going to examine her?)
Tinncev: (Can I carefully examine her?)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (You can make the attempt, yes.)
Tinncev: !roll 4df+2 (Careful)
DiscoDude: <@Tinncev> rolled 4df+2 for 3 [4df = [+][+][ ][-]] (Careful)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Tinccev gets down on his knees and begins to feel the body. Already cold? Not body temperature, anyway. "A-are you a detective or a doctor?"
Tinncev: "I'm a detective yes, I'm here to investigate the missing person's."
Tinncev: "And I came to the conclussion that Pirrue was next...Didn't expect it be like this though."
DetectiveCaillou|GM: "O-oh. Okay? That's horrible..." Wait, no rigor-mortis? Tinncev manages to notice mushrooms growing out of her back, and stands up, realizing what was happening. He's heard of her kind before... but to think he would get such a prime witness.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Suddenly, out of sight of everyone, Pirrue's eyes dilate.
Pirrue: "Ggggghhhhhhhhk!"
Tinncev: "MOTHER OF-" Tinncev lurches back and falls on his ass, a lil bit scared about the body suddenly coming to life.
Alias: "Well, would you look at that, excuse meself a bit while I pass out, will ya?"
Alias: _Alias falls backwards, flat, passing out instantly_
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Pirrue remembers her family, her Necropossum mother, her Cat father. She remembers having a passion for tinkering, but never going far with it. She remembers getting commissioned out of nowhere by some Gnawthian duke to creat *art* for some reason, but being in no position to turn it down...
DetectiveCaillou|GM: She remembers building it to the duke's specifications, and signing the papers to have it displayed in the new Cosmopolitan Museum of Art. She remembers being here on opening night, meeting and greeting VIPs she didn't recognize. She remembers heading off to get one final look at her work before it became perpetually swarmed by onlookers.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: She remembers a hand clasping over her mouth as she gazed upon the piece. She remembers the cold steel of the knife as it slit her throat, and the cold chill that ran through her as her body heat began to leak out with her vital blood. She remembers not fearing death as a concept, but also being very afraid in this moment.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: She does not remember who the voice that spoke to her belonged to, but she does remember the words.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: "Ah, I am so sorry to make you feel this pain, this pain that makes it seem like I hate you..."
DetectiveCaillou|GM: "But... If this isn't love, then why does it feel so good?"
Tinncev: (ouch)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: She remembers the noise of something creaking open, the voice swearing, and being dropped to the floor as she lost consciousness.
Pirrue: "Ghhhh. GhhhhhhHHHHHHK..." Pirrue clutches at her neck and tries to stand. She casts her gaze desperately in the direction of the pedestal where her work - her *masterpiece* - was supposed to sit. Gone.
Tinncev: "Are you..okay?" Tinncev asked, a bit confused, and absurdly shocked that she is still alive. somehow.
Pirrue: "Ghhhhhhhhhh..." Pirrue stares down, as if trying to figure out why her voice isn't coming out. Recollection reconciles with reality. "N-no," she finally says, drawing upon some improbable quirk of her biology to finally speak.
Tinncev: "You can talk...that's good...Sorry to sound harsh, but did you happen to hear the name of your assailant?"
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Pirrue's Dad: "You mean murderer?!"
Pirrue: "I don't...it's *gone*. It's ***gone.*** Someone took it and they did...did *this* to me." She raises a bloodstained hand to her line of sight. "What am I supposed to do like *this?*"
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Pirrue's Dad: "Honey, just because you're walking around, doesn't mean you didn't die! I know how Necropossums work; I married one!" He turns to Tinncev. "You will find who did this, right?"
Alias: (Mooooneeey...)
Pirrue: "*I know I'm dead, dad!*" Pirrue says, not quite a shout but very close to the border of it.
Tinncev: "Yes, I'm already on this case, and I'm here to bring this Hermes to justice."
Pirrue: "What the hell. I'm not even...*wasn't* even a grown-up yet."
Pirrue: _is clearly reeling from pretty much everything that's hitting her at once here._
DetectiveCaillou|GM: "... Indeed you did marry me. I wondered what all the screaming was..." Pirrue's mother has just entered the room, behind with Groovejet, Tsubaki, Cread, and a few guards. Tinncev notices duke Strawberg enter soon after.
Pirrue: _whimpers and runs to her mother._
Alias: (Meanwhile, Alias is the one passed out in the ground)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Oh. XD)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Then Tinncev did.)
Tinncev: (Duke...something...)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Mother: "There there. To be honest, I was always hoping you would first die young and beautiful... but not like this. What happened?"
Tinncev: (Not buckwheat XD)
Pirrue: (Strawberg.)
Tinncev: (thank you)
Tinncev: Turns to look at the Duke, giving them a straight face at them. "Duke Strawberg." He spoke, keeping his hands behind his back, trying to keep formal.
Pirrue: "He took it...someone took it...the thing I built..." She can't quite seem to bring herself to speak of the circumstances of her death.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Groovejet: "What *did* happen here, exactly?? This is an utter disaster!"
Tinncev: "I suspect Hermes...Or someone by the name of **Pepper** did this, and maybe Hermes is their alias." Tinncev thinks about this out loud.
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Tinncev notices that Pirrue seems to have a second wound; this one in her stomach, though this was mostly healed somehow.
Tinncev: He turns to Pirrue, "Were you stabbed in the stomach?"
DetectiveCaillou|GM: Pirrue shivers at the name Pepper. He'd been stalking her for the past few weeks, and she's turned down several advances already.
Pirrue: (was she?)
Pirrue: (...OH!)
Pirrue: "Wh-who cares? Stupid arrow..." She shudders. "I feel like I need to lie down...in my *bed*, not a *coffin*..."
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Er, she wasn't conscious for that.)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (She remembered a slit throat, not a stomach wound.)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Gah, I'm butchering this.)
Pirrue: (oh.)
Pirrue: (sorry, i didn't realize)
Pirrue: (i figured it was the arrow but)
Pirrue: (hang on, she wears overalls! How could Tinncev spot a stomach wound?)
Tinncev: "I care, because other woman have gone missing, and this Hermes left notes of something among the lines of, 'for my art'. I'm going to bring this man to justice...or this Pepper, either way."
Alias: (Blood?)
Alias: (Dunno)
Pirrue: ( *shrug* )
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Sharp stuff > cloth.)
Pirrue: (wait, uh)
Pirrue: (you said the wound had healed)
Pirrue: (which means it's been there a while?)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Not when it's with a certain weapon. ;3)
Alias: (Maybe the arrow's... Magic?)
Pirrue: (uh yeah I know she was stuck with the Stand Arrow)
Pirrue: (i just didn't know any of this info in advance or the context of it so I could respond properly to it)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Can we just move on?)
Pirrue: (i mean)
Tinncev: (yes please let us continue)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (I'm sorry about this, really.)
Pirrue: (i know getting stuck with the Arrow gives her Stand powers; I just didn't know the point was she was stabbed with it while she was "dead.")
Tinncev: (I don't think <@!Alias> can stay much longer)
Alias: (It's 3 am over here)
Tinncev: (yeah)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (I'm getting kind of tired, myself. Should we wrap this up soon?)
Tinncev: (We should wrap this up)
Pirrue: (please)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Please yes, or please no?)
Pirrue: (please let's wrap this up soon I've been up since 3:30AM and it's now 10:20PM XD)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Pff Okay.)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (What was the previous not OOC line?)
Pirrue: (Tinncev)
Tinncev: "I care, because other woman have gone missing, and this Hermes left notes of something among the lines of, 'for my art'. I'm going to bring this man to justice...or this Pepper, either way."
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (Not necessarily him, but yeah, he's a suspect.)
Tinncev: (yeah)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: (How about we just have last lines now?)
Tinncev: (That was my last line haha)
Pirrue: (good with mine, too)
Alias: _Alias remains passed out, unaware of the present events... For now_
Tinncev: (roundabout plays aaand)
Tinncev: (scene?)
DetectiveCaillou|GM: < TO BE CONTINUED /|/|
DetectiveCaillou|GM: !end