Khabor: Enter

[19:17] <Bin_Man> Farron's computer begins playing music once again.
[19:17] <Bin_Man> A box pops up requesting a CLIENT be entered.
[19:17] <urbanUmbra> Farron looks at it, then dismissed it for the moment, slightly confused
[19:17] <urbanUmbra> *dismisses it. Sorry
[19:18] <Bin_Man> The SERVER box is locked, with oceanicDystopia listed underneath.
[19:19] <urbanUmbra> Poor aquium. He was very upset with me. It was kinda cute, in my opinion, but what can a troll do?
[19:19] <Bin_Man> A window displaying Trollian pops up, as if in suggestion.
[19:19] <urbanUmbra> Hm? I give it a look.
[19:20] <Bin_Man> Several handles are listed, including morningGlory and savageGourmet.
[19:21] <urbanUmbra> Hm. Let's message the first one. Trollian has an add on that automatically connects me with fellow users of the dating website, "looking4rail"
[19:21] <Bin_Man> (Phrasing)
[19:21] <Bin_Man> It appears he is online.
[19:21] <urbanUmbra> UU: Well, hello! How are you? I assume you're a premium member, too?
[19:22] <morningGlory> MG: I'm sorry, very, but who is this?
[19:23] <urbanUmbra> Ah. You... Didn't see my profile when you matched me?
[19:23] <urbanUmbra> ((Sorry, forgot the prefix))
[19:23] <morningGlory> ((Wanna just drop them?  Already have handles))
[19:23] <urbanUmbra> ((Yeah, let's do that))
[19:23] <morningGlory> What profile?
[19:24] <Bin_Man> Beeflysprite sees that you are accomplishing your task and shoots you a thumbs-up from the hallway.
[19:24] <urbanUmbra> It must have been a glitch. No matter! We can see how compatible we are here! I am Farron Errata. My interests include 80s music, money, fine art, money, selling said fine art, money, taking said fine art, and money.
[19:25] <urbanUmbra> Did I mention the money?
[19:25] <morningGlory> Indeed.
[19:25] <urbanUmbra> What about you?
[19:25] <morningGlory> But you also mentioned art, fine.
[19:25] <Bin_Man> The CLIENT box begins to blink incessantly.
[19:26] <urbanUmbra> "Okay, okay, jeez!" I input "morningGlory"
[19:26] <morningGlory> Which I happen to be quite the afficionado for myself.
[19:26] <urbanUmbra> "Now shaddup, will ya? I'm mackin' on a moirail!"
[19:26] <urbanUmbra> Eheheh, is that so? Do tell!
[19:26] <Bin_Man> You screen freezes for a moment, and you see a portly troll standing in an art studio next to a meat sculpture.
[19:27] <morningGlory> Well... I paint frequently, rather.
[19:27] <Bin_Man> He appears to be typing in sync with MG.
[19:27] <urbanUmbra> "Oh!"
[19:27] <urbanUmbra> Are you... Sharing video with me? Moving a little quickly, but I guess that's okay!
[19:27] <Bin_Man> A menu takes up a large portion of the screen.
[19:27] <morningGlory> Excuse me?
[19:28] <urbanUmbra> You're showing me a meat sculpture, yes?
[19:28] <morningGlory> I... what?  How did you-?
[19:28] <morningGlory> Khabor looks around
[19:28] <urbanUmbra> I assumed it was you!
[19:29] <urbanUmbra> But I suppose I have never seen such an odd streaming client.
[19:29] <urbanUmbra> It has a large number of buttons. Interactive?
[19:29] <Bin_Man> It is indeed interactive.
[19:29] <urbanUmbra> *I click on one
[19:29] <Bin_Man> A selection of machines are displayed, as well as a card.
[19:29]  * morningGlory grabs a finger-full of paint and smears it across his laptop's camera
[19:30] <urbanUmbra> Oh! Is this some sort of donation system?
[19:30] <urbanUmbra> *I click on one of the machines
[19:30] <morningGlory> I don't understand what you're talking about.
[19:30] <morningGlory> How did you hack into my computer?
[19:30] <urbanUmbra> Consider it a starting gift. This is what moirails do, yes?
[19:30] <morningGlory> Excuse me!?
[19:30] <Bin_Man> The machine appears, hovering over Khabor.
[19:31] <urbanUmbra> Oh! How incredible! It looks very expensive! I can assure you that my bank account can handle it, however!
[19:31]  * urbanUmbra maneuvers the machine around a bit, setting it down in Khabor's room
[19:31] <urbanUmbra> You know, come to think of it, Aquium did something very similar.
[19:31] <Bin_Man> (He has like 400 rooms)
[19:32] <urbanUmbra> Perhaps this is...
[19:32] <urbanUmbra> ...oh no... I am terribly sorry.
[19:32] <urbanUmbra> It would appear that I have roped you into something without your approval.
[19:32] <morningGlory> Yes, I am aware, very, of that!
[19:33] <Bin_Man> The floor under Khabor's feet vibrates suddenly.
[19:33] <urbanUmbra> If we do not hurry, you have minutes to live.
[19:33] <morningGlory> WHAT!?
[19:33]  * morningGlory jumps up
[19:33] <urbanUmbra> So you must follow my instructions very closely, alright?
[19:33] <Bin_Man> (Not making a very good first impression)
[19:34] <morningGlory> Are you threatening me?  How are you doing this, even?
[19:34] <urbanUmbra> No, no such thing.
[19:34] <urbanUmbra> The thing is, there are meteors approaching your hive.
[19:34] <Bin_Man> You hear Plumefather squawk in distress from another room.
[19:34] <urbanUmbra> It is about to be destroyed, you with it.
[19:34] <urbanUmbra> So we must hurry.
[19:34] <urbanUmbra> I am placing a few machines down in a room not too far from you.
[19:34] <morningGlory> "Plumefather, here!"
[19:35] <Bin_Man> You hear him run in the other direction.
[19:35] <urbanUmbra> If you have a mobile communications solution, I highly recommend taking it with you.
[19:35] <morningGlory> "No!  The way, other, you fool, feathered!"
[19:35] <urbanUmbra> ((Ah. Interesting quirk.))
[19:35] <morningGlory> I have a laptop.  Where am I... required to take it?
[19:35] <Bin_Man> He turns on his heels (talons?) and returns to you, standing nervously in the doorway.
[19:36] <urbanUmbra> Take it with you to the room across the hall. That's where I've set these machines.
[19:36]  * morningGlory nods instinctively, grabs the laptop, and gestures for Plumefather to follow him into the art gallery across the hall
[19:36] <urbanUmbra> Once again, you've my sincerest apologies.
[19:37] <Bin_Man> He follows.
[19:37] <urbanUmbra> On your left, as you enter, you'll see a machine with a valve on it.
[19:37] <morningGlory> "Boy, good."
[19:37] <urbanUmbra> You must open that valve.
[19:37] <morningGlory> What are these?
[19:37] <urbanUmbra> The one I am currently referring to is the cruxtruder.
[19:38] <urbanUmbra> Opening it will net you a large dowel-a cruxite dowel, if I am not mistaken-and an irritating ball of light.
[19:38]  * morningGlory doesn't bother typing in a response.  Instead, he tries to open the valve.
[19:38] <Bin_Man> With what?
[19:38] <morningGlory> His arms
[19:38] <urbanUmbra> Just sigh exasperatedly and throw up your hands if you need help.
[19:39]  * morningGlory twists the wheel
[19:39] <morningGlory> !Roll 1d20+4
[19:39] <NOTTyche[Dice]> rolled 1d20+4 --> [ 1d20=15 ] | {19}
[19:39] <Bin_Man> The lip pops off, and the wheel comes off with it.
[19:39] <morningGlory> "Oh!"
[19:39] <Bin_Man> Spookfather appears spooked by this, and he runs off into the hallway once more.
[19:39] <urbanUmbra> ((That's actually very bad))
[19:40] <morningGlory> I apologize, I had no intention of
[19:40] <urbanUmbra> ((Because he needs that wheel for alchemy))
[19:40] <morningGlory> "Plumefather, bad!  Return, immediately!"
[19:40]  * morningGlory chases the dumb bird
[19:40]  * urbanUmbra sighs
[19:40] <Bin_Man> It seems he needs a moment to calm down.
[19:40] <Bin_Man> The chase only seems to excite him more.
[19:41]  * morningGlory scowls, then trudges back.
[19:41] <Bin_Man> You hear something clang to the floor in the gallery behind you.
[19:41]  * morningGlory picks up the pace
[19:41] <morningGlory> What now?
[19:41] <Bin_Man> As you reenter, you see a purple pole of some more, as well as a floating orb.
[19:42] <urbanUmbra> you must first give something to the orb.
[19:42] <Bin_Man> *some sort
[19:42] <morningGlory> Excuse me?
[19:42] <urbanUmbra> Hit it with something.
[19:43] <morningGlory> Anything?
[19:43] <urbanUmbra> Anything at all.
[19:43]  * morningGlory decaptchalogues one of his like fifty blank canvasses, and does his best to whack the orb over the head with it
[19:44] <Bin_Man> Roll Dex.
[19:44] <morningGlory> !Roll 1d20
[19:44] <NOTTyche[Dice]> rolled 1d20 --> [ 1d20=18 ] | {18}
[19:44] <urbanUmbra> ((Damn strat, you go dude))
[19:44] <Bin_Man> The orb reacts immediately, rapidly shifting in brightness.
[19:45] <morningGlory> "Boop."
[19:45] <Bin_Man> As it settles down, you see a crudely rendered rectangle within it.
[19:45] <urbanUmbra> Excellent. Now that that's done, you've further work to do. There are still further variables, but for now, we have control over the pace here.
[19:45] <morningGlory> What is next?
[19:46] <Bin_Man> You notice a timer counting down.
[19:46]  * urbanUmbra deploys the card
[19:46] <morningGlory> ... Are you certain, quite, that the pace is under our control, entirely?
[19:46] <Bin_Man> The timer reads 3:34
[19:46] <urbanUmbra> On that card, you should see an item, and there's a lathe next to the cruxtruder.
[19:47] <urbanUmbra> Stick the card and that odd dowel in it, and press the button.
[19:47] <Bin_Man> The card appears to display a decorative box of some sort.
[19:47]  * morningGlory follows the instructions of the mysterious Internet stranger
[19:48] <Bin_Man> The machine eats the card and carves the totem.
[19:48] <urbanUmbra> Excellent! Now, put that totem on the pedestal next to the last machine, the alchemiter.
[19:48] <morningGlory> Well, very.
[19:48]  * morningGlory does that too
[19:49] <urbanUmbra> Now is the moment of truth. Good luck, friend.
[19:49] <Bin_Man> The machine whirs into action, and you notice movement outside the window.
[19:49]  * morningGlory looks outside.  Another trapped creature?
[19:50] <Bin_Man> A purple iron maiden (that is completely separate from your armor) appears in midair before dropping into the deathmaze.
[19:50] <Bin_Man> The timer reads 2:56
[19:50] <morningGlory> Luck with... what, exactly?
[19:52] <Bin_Man> Meanwhile, Beeflysprite floats up behind Farron.
[19:52] <urbanUmbra> Your entry item. It's the variable here. Go!
[19:52] <Bin_Man> "Oh, a Purpleblood? Good choice."
[19:52] <morningGlory> Go where!?
[19:52] <urbanUmbra> "He's... Something, I suppose. I'm certain if the circumstances were better..."
[19:53] <urbanUmbra> Go get that iron maiden!
[19:53] <morningGlory> It's in the maze, death!
[19:53] <Bin_Man> The timer continues to tick.
[19:53] <Bin_Man> Dramatic tension builds.
[19:53] <urbanUmbra> You'll die if you DON'T go in there!
[19:53] <Bin_Man> Sweat beads.
[19:53] <urbanUmbra> Go! And win one for the gipper!
[19:54]  * morningGlory hesitates, looking back and forth between the reinforced window looking down on the maze, and his computer
[19:54] <morningGlory> ((Any sign of Plumefather?))
[19:55] <urbanUmbra> I have a limited ability to manipulate the environment around you. I'll help where I can, if it makes you feel better.
[19:55] <Bin_Man> Plumefather curiously peeks his head in through the door.
[19:56] <Bin_Man> He gives the orb an odd look.
[19:56] <morningGlory> "... Well, very."
[19:56]  * morningGlory sets the laptop aside, and starts walking down to the ground floor.
[19:56] <morningGlory> "Plumefather.  Follow."
[19:56] <Bin_Man> Roll Animal Handling
[19:56] <morningGlory> !Roll 1d20+1
[19:56] <NOTTyche[Dice]> rolled 1d20+1 --> [ 1d20=17 ] | {18}
[19:57] <Bin_Man> He stands up at-attention, ready to follow your commands.
[19:57] <Bin_Man> He falls in step behind you.
[19:58]  * morningGlory goes down to the small opening in the bunker, one of the ones Plumefather sneaks through when he wants to go out into the maze or to gather some of savageGourmet's pies
[19:58] <morningGlory> "Outside."
[19:58] <Bin_Man> He obeys.
[19:59]  * morningGlory , already a larger troll than most, attempts to squeeze through the small opening.
[19:59] <Bin_Man> The walls around you begin to crack slightly.
[20:00]  * morningGlory gives them an annoyed look, and resolves to maybe eat fewer pies
[20:00] <Bin_Man> Plumefather grabs your shirt with his beak and begins to pull.
[20:01] <morningGlory> "Thanks, many."
[20:01] <urbanUmbra> You know, I have several exercise routines I can share with you if you ever want to slim down a bit. My favorite part is the crunches. I can do over one thousand now.
[20:01] <Bin_Man> The section of wall around you crumbles, sending you sprawling into the maze.
[20:01] <Bin_Man> A beartrap snaps shut a few feet away.
[20:01]  * morningGlory gulps
[20:02]  * urbanUmbra attempts to trigger traps where he can see them in the maze, in an effort to make the path safer.
[20:02] <Bin_Man> In what manner?
[20:02] <urbanUmbra> Dropping items on bear traps, snapping tripwires
[20:03] <morningGlory> "Plumefather.  Find the suit.  Fetch."
[20:03] <urbanUmbra> Or otherwise revealing pitfalls
[20:03] <Bin_Man> Farron is mostly effective in his attempts, but he inadvertently triggers several traps in the process.
[20:04] <urbanUmbra> I'm intentionally triggering them
[20:04] <urbanUmbra> Primarily so Khabor doesn't trigger them
[20:04] <Bin_Man> (By that I meant flamethrowers start spouting, etc.)
[20:04] <urbanUmbra> While I trigger them, I make several ableist statements
[20:04] <Bin_Man> (stuff that wasn't active before)
[20:04] <urbanUmbra> Also, I body shame the traps
[20:05] <Bin_Man> #notalltraps
[20:05] <Bin_Man> Plumefather begins to run blindly through the maze.
[20:05]  * morningGlory closes his eyes.  He's been gazing down at this place for sweeps now.  Every single day, a new appearance.  New blood splatters, new corpses, but below those temporary changes it's always the same maze.  The same thing he built, he designed, for the express purpose of keeping his world quiet.  It's failed him, and so it is to be dealt with in the same manner.
[20:06] <morningGlory> !Roll 1d6+3 Rage duration
[20:06] <NOTTyche[Dice]> rolled 1d6+3 --> [ 1d6=2 ] | {5}
[20:06] <Bin_Man> (Can you explain the effects again?)
[20:06] <morningGlory> 1 temp HP, Advantage to attack rolls and death saves
[20:07] <morningGlory> Enemies also have advantage to hit me, though
[20:08] <Bin_Man> You hear metal clanging before noticing that a nail is flying towards you.
[20:08]  * morningGlory decaptchalogues a blank canvas into the nail's direction, with intent to intercept it
[20:09] <Bin_Man> Roll Dex
[20:09] <morningGlory> Does it count as an attack to try and knock a projectile out of the air?
[20:09] <Bin_Man> Sure.
[20:09] <morningGlory> !Roll 2#1d20
[20:09] <NOTTyche[Dice]> rolled 2#1d20 -->  | [ 1d20=1 ]{1}, [ 1d20=4 ]{4}
[20:09] <urbanUmbra> Wow
[20:09] <morningGlory> Okay not much better, but beats a critfail
[20:10] <Bin_Man> The board triggers the trap again, sending another nail flying at you.
[20:10] <Bin_Man> The first nail continues to approach.
[20:11] <morningGlory> ((Should I... roll to dodge, or... ?))
[20:11] <Bin_Man> Go right ahead.
[20:11] <morningGlory> !Roll 1d20
[20:11] <NOTTyche[Dice]> rolled 1d20 --> [ 1d20=15 ] | {15}
[20:12] <Bin_Man> You nimbly sidestep the nails.
[20:12] <Bin_Man> They continue past you into your hive.
[20:12] <Bin_Man> You see the iron maiden about 30 feet ahead of you.
[20:13] <Bin_Man> You also see plumefather chewing on a dead Climbbeast about 50 feet away.
[20:13]  * morningGlory swings his hookchain, overhead, at one of the walls Plumefather uses to dart around the maze
[20:13] <morningGlory> "Plumefather!  Bad!  Here!"
[20:14] <Bin_Man> He looks up at you and remembers his task.
[20:14] <Bin_Man> The hookchain slides into place.
[20:14]  * morningGlory climbs
[20:14] <Bin_Man> Plumefather runs up to the maiden and looks to you for instructions.
[20:15] <morningGlory> "Open!"
[20:15] <Bin_Man> He pecks at it.
[20:15] <morningGlory> "Attempt, good enough."
[20:16] <Bin_Man> Through the window, you see the timer blink at :22
[20:16]  * morningGlory tries to approach the iron maiden, making his way across the top of the narrow wall above the traps
[20:16] <urbanUmbra> "Think he'll make it, Beefly?"
[20:16] <Bin_Man> "Eh."
[20:17] <Bin_Man> The wall shakes underneath you.
[20:17] <Bin_Man> It was not built to support this sort of weight.
[20:17] <urbanUmbra> *Savage.*
[20:17] <morningGlory> "I BUILT YOU!  YOU WILL SERVE YOUR PURPOSE!"
[20:18]  * morningGlory yells wordlessly at it for a couple precious seconds
[20:18] <Bin_Man> The iron maiden lies motionless.
[20:18] <Bin_Man> Plumefather looks confused.
[20:18] <urbanUmbra> As opposed to lying motionful
[20:18]  * morningGlory , dominance asserted over the wall, rushes the rest of the way, jumping when he reaches a point close enough to do so without setting off anything more
[20:19] <Bin_Man> Nothing goes off.
[20:19]  * morningGlory takes Plumefather under one arm, and uses the other to yank open the iron maiden
[20:20] <Bin_Man> The blades within await.
[20:20] <Bin_Man> The timer reaches some obscenely low number.
[20:21] <urbanUmbra> Like, two?
[20:21] <Bin_Man> Something like that.
[20:21] <urbanUmbra> Me two, thanks
[20:21]  * morningGlory vaguely wishes he still had his laptop, so that he could express doubt at this whole situation one last time
[20:22]  * morningGlory then steps inside, wardrobifies off his own version of the metal prison, and closes the door.
[20:23] <Bin_Man> Farron sees yet another flash of light.
[20:23] <Bin_Man> Khabor sees nothing.
[20:23] <Bin_Man> Plumefather sees eternity.
[20:23] <Bin_Man> The timer does not reach 0.
[20:23] <Bin_Man> Everything goes black.
[20:23] <urbanUmbra> "He looks like a fun one. I don't know how suited he is for moirallegiance, though."
[20:23] <Bin_Man> "You should go for it, man."
[20:25] <urbanUmbra> ==END?==
[20:25] <Bin_Man> ==END.==