PC Gaiden 3- Spinal Taps into your faith.

tirkaroKujo:
Right so
tirkaroKujo:
first thing's first is what exactly happens once you escape from the market
Thrice:
Right, that's a thing that was supposed to exist at one point in time.
tirkaroKujo:
Depends on where you escape -to- first and foremost

Alloces:
Al (still dressed up like a fool of course) dashes out of the store, and heads for his office, mostly to change out of the clothes, mumbling to himself on the way. Unless he gets interrupted on the way, I don't think I'll be needing that other token. "Ungh...I didn't expect to lose to HER, weapon or not. Have I fallen out of touch in the past decades? I never would have let someone like that beat me before..."
Alloces: (( Might be a better idea to change at like, some convenience store or some shit ))
Alloces: (( But I guess "in the end it doesn't really matter" - Sir Ghandi Buddha ))
tirkaroKujo:
true enough
Alloces: (( Or no, it was "even" I think, oh well ))
tirkaroKujo:
Nobody quite has the nerve to interrupt you along the way, being awfully quiet outside
tirkaroKujo:
If you take a second to listen though, you can hear the sounds of a car driving recklessly outside
Alloces: (( on the way, or at my office? ))
tirkaroKujo:
at your office

Alloces:
Al gathers himself up after he's changed, and sets out a course for what to do next. "Whether I've lost my touch or not doesn't matter...I just have to get it back. And to do that, I've an idea in min---Now what is that? How many drunk drivers does this town have?" Al goes to, er, look out the window to see if there's anything going on, I guess?
tirkaroKujo:
A familliar white porsche just barely manages to nick the side of a building as it pulls up. Shortly upon its cessation, a dopey looking man and an angry young girl walk out of the vehicle, the man taking a full blow of verbal abuse that you can barely make out

Alloces:
Al's face breaks into a smile. "Just who I was looking to see...I have to say, they aren't very bright, coming here. But no more should be expected from lackeys of Penguin."

Alloces:
Al makes his way down to the lobby, assuming they're even on their way in. If they aren't, well, he does the same thing, but in a bit more of a hurry.
tirkaroKujo:
alright, just in case I get this wrong
tirkaroKujo:
your office is in the bar, right? Or is it an entirely different place.
Alloces: (( I uh, guess the bar ))
tirkaroKujo:
The two are on their way to walk into the bar, but they seem to be taking it slow, mostly due to Sialia being too busy shouting expletives at her partner.

Alloces:
"Are they perhaps simply ignorant? They must know I work here. And yet they come right after betraying me."
tirkaroKujo:
And yet, they make their way anyway. and just manage to catch a glimpse of you (presumably) walking out. The younger one breaks her constant state of yelling in order to sprint up to you.
Alloces: (( Well all right, though I was actually gonna just wait inside for em, guess it doesn't matter ))

Sialia:
She twirls her finger, covering her face with her arm, and seems to be aiming a sharp finger poke directly at your chest.

Alloces:
Al steps back to "dodge" the jab, and shakes his head, replying, "Why are you two here? I'd have thought you would want nothing to do with me. I cannot say I appear...valuable anymore? After all, you did decide to, ah, throw me out with the trash. just now."

Sialia:
The girl stops her sprint with a screech upon missing, and turns her head around, an obviously angry expression across her face. "That's some impressive foresight, but no; We haven't thrown you out just yet. Why would we? It's just Psychic Wars we're after, not anyone in particular."

Sialia:
"Now if you'll EXCUSE ME." Sialia lifts her finger in the air, causing a TV-shape marking of light to arise from Al's chest. The light dissolves into a fine stream of energy and is absorbed back into Sialia's finger.

Alloces:
"Oh? ...And here I was, under the impression you'd planted some sort of fallback on me, to activate, presumably, after I'd GOTTEN the Psychic Wars. Not that I managed to. Is there any reason to ask for my assistance any longer? Stronger than you I may be, but as you saw, I am nothing to people like them. Perhaps you should sift through your enemies for allies. Casey, as late as he was, seemed to have things covered."

Sialia:
"Casey? Don't make me laugh! He didn't even bother, the bastard...what an unreliable moron! Even when I'm using him as a tool he's too incompetant to even screw things up right! It's always 'Oooh, hey look at me, I'm Caaseeey, I'm waaay too cool to do things by the book! Oooh, aren't I so aawwwesome!' Either way, this whole day has been, like, a total disaster...but I'm not giving up anytime soon."

Alloces:
"No, I imagine you're not. Well, you've already done what I wanted to see you for. So, what more do you want from me, little miss backstabber? I do have more important matters to attend to."

Sialia:
the girl backs up in shock "Backstabber? BACKSTABBER? The entire objective I gave you was to backstab Casey after he got the ball! Don't try and play dumb with me! Guh, nevermind...I have a lot of work to get done tomorrow, so see yah. Don't try and die or anything, you never know when we'll need to grab you out of the toolbox again."
Alloces: (( back, sorry ))

Alloces:
"I meant backstabbing ME. Planting that little contingency....whatever it was, your Replicant I have to assume, without my knowledge, wasn't the most noble of actions. But fine, go along. I've got things to do myself. And you would do wise to be careful with your 'tools.' Even a master can crush his thumb or saw his arm off."

Sialia:
"Whatever gets the job done..." Sialia walks back into the car, sitting down with her arms crossed grumpily.

Pollo:
Her dopey partner looks around after the whole ordeal is over. He turns his attention to you and then politely bows, as if to say "Yeah, sorry about that" and hops back into the drivers seat.
tirkaroKujo:
and now short break
Alloces: (( dat dug ))
tirkaroKujo:
because I need to

Alloces:
'Things turned out better for me than I could have imagined...Now, then, it's too late to carry out any more plans. With that charity tomorrow, I shouldn't entangle myself in any other matters.'
tirkaroKujo:
back
tirkaroKujo:
guess we'll just skip on ahead to the din din then
Alloces: (( highly refutable ))
Alloces: (( I had something in mind but sorta forgot it was like 11 pm ))
Alloces: (( Welp I'm dead ))
Alloces: (( I never asked to have to fight Chef Excellence ))
tirkaroKujo:
It's now about 5 PM, and you arrive at the place Rosa told you to come a while back. There's a few buses outside, carrying swarms upon swarms of schoolgirls and elderly church goers.
tirkaroKujo:
The diner is a rather old-fashioned place, and the smell of all sorts of different foodstuffs flow throughout the air
tirkaroKujo:
Near the enterance, the all too familliar sister seems to be directing people around, and catches sight of you outside

Alloces:
"One would think they wouldn't need to take a bus...school's out by now, surely? I suppose that's how it is at boarding schools." Al takes some time to look around and check for anyone he--well, aight

Alloces:
*I'll just move down here for convenience*

Sister Rosa:
"Oh, there you are! Just right this way please, uh...wait, where did your band run off to?"

Alloces:
"Oh, them? Are they not here yet?" Al furrows his brow in thought. "Oh, well, nothing for it. They'll probably show up at the last minute. I try not to, ah, infringe on their time together, let them have their fun."

Sister Rosa:
"A shame...well if you'll excuse me, I'm a bit busy at the moment, so..."

Halford:
But before she can finish her words, the father from before shows up from behind and rests his hand on her shoulder. "It's okay, child. I'll handle things from here. You go make yourself comfortable."

Sister Rosa:
"Oh! Thank you Father Halford! I needed a break anyway...should I show you to your seat?"
Alloces: (( Back from eating ))
Alloces: (( or well preparing to do so ))

Alloces:
Upon recognizing Halford, Al says, "Oh, hello. Been a while, hm? Ah, yes, Sister, that would be fine. Musn't work yourself too hard."

Sister Rosa:
"I appreciate it. Right this way, we we have an open seating if you don't mind sitting next to a few other people. (Including me.)" Rosa leads you along the crowded halls as old-fashioned music rings throughout.

Alloces:
"Oh, I don't mind. After all, what would be a dinner without company?

Alloces:
"

Hina Tohru:
A slightly mature looking young girl turns her head around as soon as Rosa walks in through the door. "Rosa! There you are! Didn't the Father tell you not to push yourself so hard? C'mon, sit down, no need for all this trouble."
Alloces: (( the only thing I get out of that image is "what if Araki made Meduca" ))
Sister Rosa: (( well congrats, that's exactly what it is ))
Alloces: (( hippo ))

Sister Rosa:
"It's alright, it's alright...besides, I brought a friend over! This is Al, he's supposed to be the manager of the Father's favorite band...but it seems they aren't here right now, so he'll be with us for today."

Alloces:
"I'll be joining as well, of course. Sorry about them...I guess I wouldn't be too suprised if they never showed up, but for, er, the Father's sake, I hope they do."
Mimmy: (( and just for the sake of this whole thing, this map is about the opposite of literal ))
Mimmy: (( the way across from you to Mimmy is supposed to be one long table ))

Mimmy:
there's a space right below it where you're supposed to walk through
Mimmy: (( * ))

Mimmy:
Mimmy and the girl across from her looks silently around the room, and trades glances with everyone she can.
Alloces: (( ah ))
Alloces: (( Just so I'm not wrong here, that IS GSC Rival's "secretary" right ))

Sister Rosa:
"Think there were supposed to be a few more patrons here with us...must be in the bathroom right now"
Sister Rosa: (( and yes ))

Alloces:
Al's surprised to see anyone he actually recognizes, besides the Sister. He was expecting a bunch of random schoolgirls...or maybe he just knows that many random schoolgirls. "Ah...Hello, Mimmy. Fancy seeing you here, it's been, what now, a week?"

Mimmy:
"!!" "He-hello..." the woman somehow manages to speak words for herself for the first time in ever it seems. Her voice is incredibly raspy and squeaky, with long pauses to take in air in between short phrases. "Ar-are you...having fun....and getting work...done...?"

Alloces:
Al, uh, courteously ignores the girl's speech problems, albeit he's a bit surprised she replied. "Fortunately, no work at the moment. I expect to have some later, but for now, I'm glad to enjoy myself here. A nice break, wouldn't you say?"

Mimmy:
"Y...yes..." Mimmy takes out a hankerchief and coughs into it. "I'm sorry...I didn't bring him...to speak for me...today"

Alloces:
"No, I'd rather hear your voice than his, to be honest with you. You'd do well to speak more and keep that one on the backburner, I'd think." Al checks around a bit more, wondering if those lazy girls will ever show up...

Sister Rosa:
"They are taking a while huh? Well no matter." The sister reclines forward and casually rests her head on her hand. "What's been new with you, huh? These past few days have been strange, to say the least..."

Sister Rosa:
"Strange...and very scary. Very, very scary..."

Alloces:
"You have no idea. But nevermind me, I'm no worse for wear for any of it. I'm more concerned for you. What truly happened that night, if it scared you so badly?"

Sister Rosa:
"Oh, it's not much. It's just that..." The sister looks around the room, worriedly. "Sometimes it feels like things are breaking down around me. Everyone's getting more frightened, and unwarranted violence popping up more and more. I don't want to believe it's anyone's fault, but..."

Hina Tohru:
"Yeesh, you must think he's really trustworthy if you're willing to open up like that in front of him. Are you sure you're okay?"

Sister Rosa:
"I'm just fine...I find everyone worth trusting, but sometimes not everyone can handle the truth."

Alloces:
Al's...confused at that, and remembers Adel saying much the same thing, with the distortions of time. He doesn't think it's related, but at least he has some experience with it. "...I have heard of someone else in a similar predicament. But that can't be... Still, I think I know what may be causing this. I'll see what I can do. Until then, if you're worried for your safety, I'm not entirely helpless. Walking around town at night alone doesn't seem safe anymore, so if you need a hand, I'd be happy to help."

Sister Rosa:
"Thank you...that means a lot to me. But I'm also thankful I've had Father Halford's aid all this time. To be perfectly honest, even I may not be completely safe to be around at all times...but thanks to the Father, I've kept myself in check through all these years." She stares blankly at the window. "I owe so much to him...you wouldn't believe it."

Alloces:
Now that it's brought up, Al DOES recall some rumours about Rosa, but...well, there are probably worse ones about him. "It comes as no surprise to me that a priest is saintly. Worry not about safety, either. Nobody has perfect control. It's only natural to fly off the handle every now and again... Everyone here trusts you more than most anyone, I think, that should be enough."

Sister Rosa:
"Thank you. I appreciate it, but..." before she can carry on, the people from before finally arrive out of the bathroom area.

Yves:
"Heyooo! Sorry for taking so long, old Mary here was feeling a bit sick." An energetic young girl is leading around a very sickly woman, wrapped around her shoulder.

Marona:
"Ugh...it's alright, just the winter cold."

Sister Rosa:
"Oh, is that so? Feel like going home if it's that bad?"

Marona:
"No, no, I should be all right."

Alloces:
WELL THEN. No sense in hiding, Al figures,besides, surely she won't try and pull something here of all places. "Oh, so you're...Mary, hm? Nice to...ah, meet you. I'm Alloces. I do hope you get to feeling better."

Marona:
"*Cough* It's Marona. Thanks for the concern anyway." How strange. Even though you seem to recognize her as Zhen's right hand woman, she speaks to you as if she has no prior knowledge of you. "I think Rosa was talking about you before, right? You sound like a swell guy."

Marona:
She sits down, and stirs some tea left on her table. "Alloces, Alloces...I've heard a thing or two about you over the past year. People who have no right being brought up in a classy place like this."
Marona: (( *from people who, etc ))

Marona:
"At least, I assume I have the right guy? Alloces isn't really a common name..."

Alloces:
Al throws a smile toward the woman, though he is a little off-put by her apparently acting ability. It might even rival his. "Marona, then? Well, Marona, I imagine you do have the right man. Alas, I can't control what people say of me. Some get a little..bitter. Yet, I see no sense in holding it against them. One can't help the way they were brought up."

Marona:
"I'd rather not mind them." Marona takes a swig of the tea, clearing her throat after taking a sip. "Interesting place to come across you. Seems you have some pretty big fans walking around. Not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing..."

Sister Rosa:
"Oh you two! You seem to be getting along just fine...oh! It seems my drink might be getting here soon!"

Alloces:
"Depends on the fans. So many people liking me can't be all bad, for all that. And, naturally, it goes that neither can I!"
Sister Rosa: (( now you must roll an awareness check (scb) ))

Alloces:
« 1d10+4 = 3 + 4 = 7 » (waiting)
Alloces: (( I'm uh, gonna use one of my Lucky things here ))
tirkaroKujo:
sure why not

Alloces:
« 1d10+4 = 3 + 4 = 7 » Not going to use a Story Point to make "far more extreme things happen" though, I don't want a meteor oblitering Marona out of the blue

Alloces:
god dammit

Alloces:
That's the second time in two sessions I've gotten teh same thing with a reroll (fedup)
tirkaroKujo:
you see a waiter chatting things up and chuckling alongside another worker. Right next to him is another casual old man talking with a supposed business partner, but..the old man, in the middle of this, slips something (you can't really make it out) into the drink the waiter is holding. He doesn't break his casual expression, almost as if his arm is moving independantly from the rest of his body.

Waiter boy:
"Aaaahahahaa....okay, okay...someone order an ice tea earlier? Who's the lucky girl here?"

Sister Rosa:
"Ooh, that was me! Thank you very much..."

Waiter boy:
"Yes, yes, here you go. Don't be afraid to ask for refills now, sister!" The boy goes back to goofing around with his co-worker.

Sister Rosa:
The sister holds the iced tea in her hands. "This place always has the best tea leaves. It's good whether it's hot or chilled!"
Alloces: (( Back, sorry about that ))

Alloces:
Al follows the old man with his eyes for a bit, but only to get a general indication of where he went before deciding that he himself had best act sooner rather than later, and takes hold of the Sister's wrist. "Hold on, Sister! I wouldn't drink that, if I were you. It seems you may've been all too right to be afraid. Trust me, will you? And excuse me for a second...."
Alloces: (( and back again, but that should be the last time ))

Sister Rosa:
"Huh? Wait, where are you-?"

Humphrey:
The old man is still sitting where he once was, talking and joking with a friend across the table. "And then I told her, the roof may have snow, but that don't mean there ain't a fire burning down below! DOHOHOHO!"
Alloces: (( Oh great, Smashbot works for the BBEG. ))

Alloces:
"On second thought...could I borrow this? Here, you can have mine - you can get a refill of tea, yes?" Al takes the drink, if Rosa lets him, then...walks out the near door, trying to keep himself hidden from the man in back.
Alloces: (( apparently that was not the last time ))

Sister Rosa:
"Uh, oooh....kay?" Rosa looks a bit worried for Al's safety.

Marona:
Marona begins to eye Al suspiciously, but doesn't do much to stop him.
Alloces: (( All right, let's see what I can do here. There, like, a tray anywhere? ))
tirkaroKujo:
There's a single tray on the other table if you want to take one
Alloces: (( ah, I sorta meant out the door, like in the lobby or whatever, or another room ))
tirkaroKujo:
in which case there's probably plenty of trays resting out in the lobby
Alloces: (( Cool, I'll take one of those, put the drink on it of course, and then see if I can loop around to the back entrance of that room. Pretty sure I look the part enough to not have to steal a uniform or something ))
tirkaroKujo:
Guess you can try and do that
Alloces: (( Well, I could use a Story Point if I need to ))
tirkaroKujo:
nah, that's probably not required
Alloces: (( Right then, Al comes back around, to where Smashbot is, with the tea, which should still be fresh enough. And..I probably DO need to spend a story point to pray that this man both conveniently ordered an iced tea, and is nearly out. ))
tirkaroKujo:
Yes, yes you do

Humphrey:
"Oh old chap! Did you bring me the ice tea I ordered? Good show!"
Alloces: (( Pretty sure that's their INTENDED usage anyways ))
Alloces: (( not saving yourself from death ))
Humphrey: (( that's one way at least ))

Alloces:
Al bows to the man, "Yes, of course, Sir. Only the finest, for one of your caliber."

Humphrey:
"Yes, yes, ommfph, hold on, I think I have an itch on my back..." The man scratches his back, and straightens himself out. "There we go, now to finally quench this awful parched throat I've been having..."

Humphrey:
Once he scratches his back, you're able to percieve a loud buzzing sound

Humphrey:
The old man takes a drink. "Well that was well and good!" Be begins coughing. "Oh yes, a little too good, hmm..."

Alloces:
"Well, I'll leave you to your, ah, phone, sir." let's assume I don't suspect he's a robot

Bogart:
Nah, he was actually chatting with me or something
Alloces: (( I entirely assume I got the wrong dude ))
Alloces: (( but ah well ))
Alloces: (( And I just said "phone" because of the buzzing, vibrate and all ))

Humphrey:
"Hmm, yes, yes, very...ugh, I'm not feeling very well today, hmm. Think I may need to take a trip to the young men's room, excuse me!"
tirkaroKujo:
He runs off to the restroom; now things dpeend on if you stay here or run out to the back

Alloces:
'...Oh? So this must be what happened to Marona... Odd, I'd expected she'd have been in on something like this.' Al turns to his, er, "coworker," hoping he doesn't get noticed as a fluke, though he can probably cook up some excuse. "Excuse me, did that man seem sick or strange earlier? Or have you even seen him around? I'm worried for his safety, running off so soon like that." Al -does- make a point to try and stay out of view/earshot of the other table, at least.

Alloces:
suddenly, not soon*

Waiter boy:
"Huh? Sorry, I don't think I know him...or you for that matter."

Waiter boy:
"What are you doing here exactly? You some kind of new volunteer worker or something?"

Alloces:
"It is a big day today. I'm just helping out. A charity event warrants such actions, yes?"

Waiter boy:
"Fair enough. Have no idea what else you're talking about though..." The waiter begins to scratch his back. "Hmm, strange...back feels all itchy all of a sudden."

Waiter boy:
"Huuh, wait...now I have the sudden feeling I should be showing you out back somewhere. Follow...me?"

Alloces:
"Oh, heavens, no! We can't leave customers waiting, unless you've a very good reason?"

Waiter boy:
"We have some..." His back begins to twitch a bit. "Customer orders waiting out back. Yeah, that should be it. Come this way!"

Alloces:
"If you insist..." 'Perhaps I'll get to meet who's really in charge here...and then a bit more than meet. I'd feel bad for the old man, given he seems to have a pawn, but I just can't bring myself to.'

Waiter boy:
You head out into the back room, but on your way past the restrooms, you see an rather unusual sight. That unusual sight being the old man, on the ground. In a pool of his own blood. Sure hope he's okay. (He probably isn't)

Waiter boy:
"G-guh! What happened here!?"

Alloces:
"....I don't know. I need to see someone now, however. I'll be with you again in a minute? Er, don't drink anything, okay, boy?"

Waiter boy:
"See someone? Why don't you try calling the cops or something?"

Waiter boy:
"I mean, JESUS CHRIST, hell happened here!?"

Alloces:
"Calm down, boy, and keep your wits about you! Here, take my phone, you call the police. I'm worried about everyone else. Stopping what could be about to happen now is more important than making sure it doesn't happen again later."

Waiter boy:
"R-right, I'll hurry this up..."
tirkaroKujo:
As you make your way back, you begin to feel a slight tingle on your spine, as well as a mild buzzing sound.

Alloces:
*I guess I put that fire out, eh* '...Looks as if I have to hurry. I didn't even drink anything... It can't be poison, somehow, then is this the work of one of those Replicants?'
tirkaroKujo:
When you head back, you can see Rosa and the crew is being comforted by the Father while you were gone. It seems Rosa may be getting slightly worried about everything.

Marona:
"Ugh...on second thought, I feel like I might need to go home. It's getting really bad. *Cough cough* Sorry I couldn't be here longer."

Sister Rosa:
"Oh, it's all right, I understand! Don't hurt yourself too badly out there!"

Marona:
"Yeah, I can handle myself."

Alloces:
Al hurriedly makes his way back to the dining hall, looking worried. "Wait, Marona, was it? This may be an odd question, but...you don't hear any, er, buzzing, do you?"

Marona:
"Hmm? Now that you mention it, I did hear a loud buzzing noise when I first started getting sick. Think that was just some poor piping on the radiator though."

Marona:
"Not sure what that has to do with anything though."

Sister Rosa:
"Oh, there you are...! Did you bring me another ice tea yet?"

Sister Rosa:
"Oh never mind that though! Look, Halford came around to join us!"

Alloces:
"I fear it has all too much to do with everything, my dear girl. I don't want to start a panic, but did you have a drink first, or get ill out of the blue? Was there anything...it's hard to explain, a sensation like your very being was shaking?" Al walks around the table, turning his attention to the Sister for a moment, "No, I brought no drink, but I have a feeling you should thank me. I wouldn't advise drinking anything. Father, I'd like to ask you to call this off. It seems, perhaps, that there may be...ah, an odd case of food poisoning running rampant. I wouldn't want any more guests getting sick."

Alloces:
Right, Al is keeping his voice a little low, so as not to startle any other guests, though I dunno what good that'll do.

Halford:
The Father was distracted with something to the side before directing his attention back to you "Hmm, sorry? Did you say food poisoning? Is someone responsible for this?"

Marona:
"Uh, I don't think I had anything before. Had a few drinks before getting here, but I don't think it's related...bleh, I really need to get home."

Sister Rosa:
"Huh...did something get into the water supply around town? You'd think I'd have heard this on the news before..."

Alloces:
Al decides to..keep it low. "I'm not sure. It's a possibility I can't rule out, I suppose, but perhaps it's, er, simple contamination. Ah? You had nothing? Hmm...Still, it would be best not to, I'd think."
tirkaroKujo:
Now I need to know just how close you are standing to the table
Alloces: (( I'd probably be somewhere in the middle of the two ))
Alloces: (( Where uh, the cut-out wall is ))

Halford:
"Hmm, hold on, I'll go contact some...authorities to take care of this

Halford:
"

Hina Tohru:
"Hmm...water poisoning you say? What a drag..."

Sister Rosa:
"Just sit over here, I'll wait and see how this all turns out."

Alloces:
"Someone else certainly should. A waiter already has, but the more calls, the better."

Alloces:
"I wouldn't drink or eat anything, no matter what, for your own safety if nothing else. The best advice may be to simply leave, in fact."
tirkaroKujo:
And now you need to make a grim determination check
tirkaroKujo:
it seems the itch on your back is getting stronger and stronger

Yves:
"What a shame...I was having so much fun too!"

Hina Tohru:
"Something doesn't sit right here..."

Alloces:
« 1d10+2 = 8 + 2 = 10 » well niggers

Alloces:
Al turns to Marona, and lowers his voice, "...you wouldn't have happened to get an itch on your back before any of this, would you, Marona? I realize all these questions seem insane, but there's a good reason for them all the same."

Marona:
While you ask that, Marona looks at you with a mortified expression.

Marona:
All of a sudden, you notice that you grabbed a nearby cutting knife while your back was turned. You felt a tingle on your spine, and it causes you to perform a stabbing motion towards the Sister. However, you just manage to stop it before it caused any real damage
Alloces: (( GOD DAMN IT JACK ))
Alloces: (( I didn't want this shit to go hapnin AGAIN (D) ))

Sister Rosa:
Everyone else has sorta flinched back, while Rosa leans to the side, a look of terror on her face.
tirkaroKujo:
You've regained control for just a bit, and it now feels like something is crawling on your spine

Alloces:
Al staggers backward, and tosses the knife away, making sure to keep his hands away from any more. "...Agh...hard to believe, but it seems my will... Never mind, what are you all still doing here, after that?! Go on, be terrified of me if you will! So long as it gets you away! RUN, all of you!" 'Perhaps my earlier words were closer to the truth than I thought...'

Sister Rosa:
"That...buzzing...could it be..." The sister staggers back, eyes filled with fear and sudden realization. You feel like something just rocketed out of your spine, and it gives you a slight feeling of relief.

Mimmy:
"!!!" Mimmy jumps in shock. Before she realizes it, she grabs a knife and leaps out of the seat, performing a downwards stab towards the sister.
Alloces: (( Well I don't have Fast Reflexes. ))
Alloces: (( If she were stabbing ME I'd be fine I guess. ))
Mimmy: (( you can try at least ))
Alloces: (( I AM writing something up, not AFK ))
Mimmy: (( m ))

Alloces:
"Urgh...Sister!" I guess I can try something I'm actually trained in... 'I suppose there's no alternative. I had hoped to keep this particular fact of me hidden a bit longer...' Al grabs a napkin, jots some quick words on it as his eyes light up..black, I guess, and he concentrates, welling forth what power he can gather from a certain someone. He puts it all into his voice, distorting it and shouting, "Murderous harlot! Relinquish the knife before I turn my own blade on you!"
Alloces: (( and back that was a lie I actually did get called out for a second ))
Alloces: (( roommate being home is suffering ))

Alloces:
« 1d10+3 = 2 + 3 = 5 » Right, Intimidation

Alloces:
« 1d10+3 = 6 + 3 = 9 » Yeah I'm going with Lucky here

Mimmy:
The murderous harlot doesn't relinquish her knife, but she does just barely manage to avoid stabbing the sister directly thanks to your words throwing her off balance a bit.

Mimmy:
"I...don't know what...*COUGH COUGH*...I DON'T KNOW!"

Hina Tohru:
Hina jumps across the table and grabs Mimmy by the back. "Don't worry! I got this! Back! Back away!"

Sister Rosa:
"N-No, Hina! I don't think that'll work! STOP!"

Alloces:
Now he's got some time, Al goes to grab the knife from the girl, first grabbing her wrist so she can't stab him instead.
Alloces: (( Shit Lucy Polymorphed the table away ))
tirkaroKujo:
and now for a general awareness check

Alloces:
« 1d10+4 = 2 + 4 = 6 » m

Alloces:
I only got one more Lucky, I ain't using it here (waiting)

Alloces:
shit Marona's gonna knife me isn't she. I'm supposed to be over there, but I guess I didn't move my token, so oh well
tirkaroKujo:
you feel...as if something is whooshing in front of you as you grab her wrist. It feels like its making its way to your back.

Alloces:
"It's...tangible?! Rosa, you looked as if you recognized this before, what do you know? Actually, no, forget it! RUN!" Al twists around, attempting to get out of the way of..whatever it is that's trying to get ahold of him, while also attempting to...I dunno, crush the fucking knife I guess.

Sister Rosa:
The sister backs off out of the way. "I...but why? Why would..." She seems to be too deep in shock to really move that fast

Marona:
"Ugh..what the everloving FUCK is going on here? Is this your doing?"
tirkaroKujo:
You feel the crawling sensation on your spine just barely falling off as you turn around quickly. Perhaps you can try and cause some damage to it...

Alloces:
"Well, that's more like the you I know. That brought me back to reality... No, girl, this is not MY doing. There's something...wrong here. I fear someone may be after Rosa's life."

Mimmy:
"IT'S...NOT ME! I...SWEEAaaaar!" Mimmy runs out of breath for a while

Alloces:
Al, uh, let's see, would a Reflection move work here? I highly doubt just trying to kick nothingness is going to help here
Mimmy: (( try whatever you want (GST) ))

Alloces:
All right, Al summons forth his black reflection hourglass in the predicted path of the...whatever it is. If it's successful, the thing'll disappear into it, then come back out with a blackish aura...and, I suppose, be aimed at the ceiling, since it doesn't look like anyone's here. The move's also a Suppression thing, but...it can't really hit anyone to Suppress them.
Alloces: (( But maybe it'll suppress it for...a five-count or something. ))
tirkaroKujo:
Alright, try doing an attack roll then
Alloces: (( Well, technically, I sorta have to dodge it. It's only usable as an interrupt defensive response...I guess twisting out of the way counted? ))

Alloces:
« 1d6 = 2 » I'm not entirely sure what the AC roll would be here; dunno if I'm Range 0, or how much Control I have, or if I can spend FS. If the latter's okay I'll PROBABLY be doing that.
tirkaroKujo:
yes, you can spend FS

Alloces:
Though it's uh...defense would be halved? I'm not really rolling to hit IT, I'm rolling to the ceiling

Alloces:
« 2+2 = 2 + 2 = 4 » then
tirkaroKujo:
sure enough

Alloces:
Alloces uses 2 Fighting Spirit!

Alloces:
its*

Alloces:
not it's fuck you tirk*
tirkaroKujo:
you don't really damage it doing that, but you ARE now able to mark its position, as well as disable an apparent cloaking mechanism used by it

Spinal Tap:
Covered in a blackish-aura, you seemed to have attacked a giant, incredibly fast giant bug, bigger than the size of your head! It doesn't give off a feeling like any other giant bug though...this seems to be something on another level. Almost like a replicant...

Sister Rosa:
"It...can't be..." The sister moves further back.

Spinal Tap:
The bug eyes the sister for a moment and dashes directly at her, in a last-ditch attempt to cause some damage.

Alloces:
"So that worked... As should be expected from me. Everyone, stay away from that..." Al remembers that most people can't actually see Replicants... "Ah, black outline. Sister, go!"

Sister Rosa:
"But...but that's...why would..." Rosa is still too busy having an apparent BSoD moment upon the sight of the insectoid.
Alloces: (( Is it, uh, within "range 2" of me? ))
Alloces: (( Cause I guess I could try something if it's my "turn" ))
Hina Tohru: (( yeah sure ))

Alloces:
"Gah, Rosa, what is wrong with you?! Run!" Al nicks his finger on a knife, then stamps it into the napkin he'd written on earlier, pouring as much energy as he can into it.
Alloces: (( I'd uh, need 5 Control to power it up, but I don't technically NEED to do that I guess ))
Hina Tohru: (( perhaps not ))

Alloces:
« 1d6+2 = 1 + 2 = 3 » gonna spend FS

Alloces:
m

Alloces:
Alloces uses 2 Fighting Spirit!
Alloces: (( Actually...I DO still have one use of Lucky left. I'll spend a Story Point to use it in combat, I think... ))
Hina Tohru: (( you can I suppose ))
Hina Tohru: (( you should at least have a few story points left ))
Alloces: (( Yeah, I have 2 left after this ))

Alloces:
« 1d6+2 = 2 + 2 = 4 » Al's thumb shines black as a sigil appears on the fly, sapping at its energy, assuming this hits

Spinal Tap:
you just barely manage to make a nick on the fly, causing it to write in pain for a moment. You can hear the sound of someone falling over in the next room.

Hina Tohru:
Everyone else is still trying to get ahold of the situaiton...

Marona:
Marona grabs her stomach. "The user...they must be in the next room over!"

Alloces:
well er, the damage would be...

Alloces:
« (1d8+1+1)/3 = (4 + 1 + 1) / 3 = 2 » and I'd heal thatm uch, but I have lost no HP

Marona:
"Uugh, if only I had the strength to bring out my Replicant..."

Spinal Tap:
*Someone, somewhere in the world lost 2 HP*

Alloces:
"Luckily for us all, I don't NEED a Replicant. All of you, run, and close the doors behind you!

Alloces:
"

Hina Tohru:
"Right! Let's get a move on." Hina still has no idea what's going on, but snaps herself back hard enough to get back in line

Alloces:
"YOU especially, Rosa! Snap out of it!" Al himself bolts toward the door in the direction of the thump or what-have you, and turns to Marona before he leaves. "Do you think you still have the power to fend this off, if it goes after them? I can handle the user myself..."
Alloces: (( Oh wait, I forgot - they lost THREE HP, not 2 ))
Alloces: (( It's /3+1 ))
Alloces: (( so uh, woo ))
Alloces: (( course that damage was assuming they had 0 Stamina, so if they had 1 it would have been 2 still ))
Alloces: (( Or..m,aybe not, it's round up for some reason ))
Alloces: (( whatever ))

Marona:
"Ugh, I'm not sure..."

Spinal Tap:
The fly itself flies on over to the next room, presumably towards its owner. It seems to have been weakened by that shock.

Alloces:
"Well, nevermind now. It's cooperative, at least. Go on, then, get with them!"

Marona:
"Fine...I'll make sure nothing else happens here. I won't usually be this forgiving to you though, make no mistake."

Alloces:
"Yes, well, everyone must work together sometimes. They teach us that in kindergarten for a reason! Just make sure they're safe." Al goes back out the door...wondering why Waldorf over here hasn't moved

Alloces:
I mean STatler's dead, sure

Bogart:
who knows (GST)
tirkaroKujo:
You hurry over to the next room, where it seems the man who fell before is now just getting off his feet.

Halford:
"Ugh...damn. And here I thought it would be so easy...it never is though, is it..."

Alloces:
Aw damn it Statler you were kicking the Father's ass how dare you he's totally a good man

Spinal Tap:
The insect returns to the priest's side, buzzing about on his shoulder.

Alloces:
"...and now I see why Rosa was so surprised. A Father, trying to kill a Sister? And that language, too! But, I must say, I thank you for inviting me."

Halford:
"Seems my facade has been blown to shreds, huh? And here I was, trying my best to keep this up too. Was hoping getting Cheryl here would have been a perfect front to cover this all up.."

Halford:
"Sadly, when plans fall through, you need to take them into your own hands..."

Alloces:
"Cheryl, huh? Oh, I can't say that would have gone well...a bit of a tissy I've had with that one. If you thought you could blame HER for anything this intelligent, you were woefully mistaken. Would have been better off blaming me."

Halford:
"Hmm..she has had a slew of bad news around her recently. Figured she'd be the obvious suspect. At least I can stop pretending I actually enjoy that degenerate music."

Sister Rosa:
The sister crawls in the room, tears in her eyes and a pain in her side. "F-FATHER! Wh-WHY? Y-you don't really want me dead, do you!? DO YOU?"

Alloces:
"Well, I'm with you on that one. However, no matter how many interests we share, I simply can't have you trying to k-- ROSA! Get OUT of here!"

Halford:
The priest puts his head down, hands in his pockets. "Boy, do I have a lot of explaining to do. I love you Rosa. I really do. I really wish it didn't have to come to this."

Sister Rosa:
"But..you said, no matter what, you'd be there for me..! You'd make sure, even with my sinful innate ability, you'd be able to keep me safe at all times! Why would you do this, Father? Why?! WHHYYYY!?"

Halford:
"....I'm sorry, sister. I have no choice any longer. Especially now that I'm backed into a corner." The priest readies himself into a battle position. "Your ability is a hateful one. Even with my naiive optimism, I only had so long until the inevitable came about. It was for your own good."

Sister Rosa:
"Kugh..." The priestess holds her stomach, a sharp pain flowing through her even as tears roll down her cheeks. "But...you were the last..."

Halford:
"Nevermind her any longer. What do you plan on doing this time? Do you plan on wasting my time?"

Alloces:
"Sinful innate ability...now that sounds familiar. Rosa, it seems that not always is a demon more baleful and vile than a saint. Now, Rosa, GO! If you get involved here you WILL end up hurt even more than you are now..it's best to suffer only the one sort of wound." Al snaps back around to Halford, "No, Father, your own personal day of reckoning has come. It seems that God refuses to punish you, but you can rest assured that I have no such predilections for a man of faith."

Halford:
"Huh. You just don't get do you?" The priest looks up at the ceiling. "You've heard of Replicants, have you not? They're amazingly powerful tools, that place an ordinary man on the same level of an angel. But don't let that fool you..."

Halford:
The giant insect crawls and attaches itself to the priests spine. "Replicants are not the tools of salvation. They are not meant to help humanity. It is not an object of peace or love."

Alloces:
"Yes...I've something different. If, by some miracle, Replicants are angels and not simply destructive manifestations of the worst parts of people, then what I have, my "tool," is a devil."

Halford:
The priest twiches and writhes as the insect burrows itself throughout his spine. "They are tools of destruction. They bring about no happiness. They only bring pain and misery to others. They're demonic devices of hatred. Rosa was unfortunate enough to be granted one. I only hope, one day, god may forgive me for bringing myself to the same level as a demon..."

Spinal Tap Halford:
Spinal Tap Halford loses 2 hit points.

Spinal Tap Halford:
The priest BURSTS out of his clothes, as be transforms into a horrific cross between insect and man. What stands before you isn't like anything else you've seen before.
Alloces: (( bee transformation indeed ))

Spinal Tap Halford:
"Do you see how horrifying I've become? This is the fate that awaits everyone, in due TIME! If only you LET ME STOP IT!"

Sister Rosa:
The sister backs away...unstoppable tears still flowing through her eyes. "This is...why has god forsaken me...why did I have to be born so sinful...? This is all my fault..."

Alloces:
"...I've never seen anyone absorb their Repli---" Al gawks at the sheer size and...deformity of the beast in front of him, but eventually gathers his wits. "Let you stop it? How do you plan to do that, kill everyone with a Replicant? No, I think I'll stop the root of it all! After you, of course..."

Spinal Tap Halford:
"RAAAGH!" The insect man flies into a rage, and instantly attacks you!

Spinal Tap Halford:
 1 FS used! Initiative (1d8): 8 + 0 = 8 1 FS used! Control (1d8): 4 + 0 = 4
Alloces: (( luckily I still got two "hits" of that one more with the stuff ))
Alloces: (( unless those've already happened I guess ))

Alloces:
 1 FS used! Initiative (1d8): 4 + 0 = 4 1 FS used! Control (1d8): 6 + 0 = 6
Alloces: (( fine I'll just have to wait till I get hit ))
Alloces: (( wait no I'm god I forgo ))

Alloces:
t

Alloces:
one MOVE with the stuff*

Alloces:
Al goes on Full Defense, using Evasion

Alloces:
And...spends 2 FS on it, too, because fuck it.

Alloces:
Alloces uses 2 Fighting Spirit!

Spinal Tap Halford:
"RRAAAAAAAAH!" The abomination goes on full offense and grabs you by the torso! « 1d10+1 = 5 + 1 = 6 »

Alloces:
Well, SHIT.

Alloces:
That hits.

Spinal Tap Halford:
« 1d8+1 = 8 + 1 = 9 » "I've become a MONSTER!" The beast throws you so hard, you go crashing into the next room!

Alloces:
th-that WAS after Stamina right

Alloces:
Alloces loses 9 hit points.
Spinal Tap Halford: (( yes ))

Radio:
NOW PLAYING Celldweller - Own Little World http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g2eHh4GcJMQ
Timer reset! 99 seconds on the clock!
Timer falls from 99 to 95!

Alloces:
Al's sent plowing through the wall, and is completely taken out of his senses! But, assuming Halford shares his HP with Spinal Tap still, that Gradual Effect Move is still going on

Spinal Tap Halford:
Spinal Tap Halford loses 2 hit points.

Alloces:
Meaning he'd take 2 damage, I guess

Alloces:
Alloces is healed and gains 2 hit points.

Spinal Tap Halford:
Spinal Tap Halford uses 1 Fighting Spirit!

Alloces:
 Initiative (1d6): 6 + 0 = 6 Control (1d6): 5 + 0 = 5

Spinal Tap Halford:
 Initiative (1d6): 6 + 0 = 6 Control (1d6): 1 + 0 = 1

Alloces:
god damn everything

Spinal Tap Halford:
The beast runs up and socks you with a punch with its mighty pincers! « 1d6 = 5 » "God will NEVER forgive ANY OF US after this!"

Spinal Tap Halford:
« 1d4 = 1 »

Alloces:
Alloces loses 1 hit points.

Alloces:
aaand one activation of it
Timer falls from 95 to 91!

Spinal Tap Halford:
Spinal Tap Halford loses 2 hit points.

Alloces:
Alloces is healed and gains 2 hit points.

Spinal Tap Halford:
 1 FS used! Initiative (1d8): 2 + 0 = 2 1 FS used! Control (1d8): 8 + 0 = 8

Alloces:
"Urgh...no, I'd gather not... But I do not desire what I cannot get!"

Alloces:
 1 FS used! Initiative (1d8): 2 + 0 = 2 1 FS used! Control (1d8): 7 + 0 = 7

Alloces:
well then
Spinal Tap Halford: (( any attacks with priority? (CHEW) ))

Alloces:
Al's going to..use a Priority move, yep.
Alloces: (( Okay, was just checking it to make it sure wasn't response-only like one or two of my moves are. ))

Alloces:
Al readies himself, and moves a split-second before Halford can! He's using Triple-Edged Sword, and chooses to raise its Control cost by 1 to pour 2 LB into it and increase its power... An hourglass symbol appears below the insectoid Halford, and black, ethereal grains of sand rise up to tear away at his hide! Assuming any of this hits...if it doesn

Alloces:
't miss

Alloces:
er, if it doesn't HIT, I take a -1 penalty to Init or Control next turn, I think. It's got Harry and Increased Stun

Alloces:
Alloces uses 2 Fighting Spirit!

Alloces:
Alloces loses 2 hit points.

Alloces:
And I guess I'll throw in an extra Basic.

Alloces:
« 1d6+2+1 = 4 + 2 + 1 = 7 » +1 from more Control I guess too

Spinal Tap Halford:
You hit the rampaging insectoid!

Alloces:
« 1d8+2+1+1 = 1 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 5 » d8 from Str, +2 from Power up, +1 from combo, +1 from combat bonus

Alloces:
m

Alloces:
It uh, does have Increased STun, so I think that actually stuns him.
Spinal Tap Halford: (( by exactly one, yes ))

Spinal Tap Halford:
Spinal Tap Halford loses 5 hit points.

Spinal Tap Halford:
The raging man-insect goes flying back from the storm of sand, pure black tears rolling out of its eyes! "EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU! YOU'LL ALL BE DRAGGED TO HELL!"

Spinal Tap Halford:
 Initiative (1d6): 1 + 0 = 1 Control (1d6): 1 + 0 = 1

Alloces:
Al's shaken up by the yells, but he's used to doing it himself... "It's a good thing you DIDN'T blame it on Cheryl, if you can't even handle someone like me."

Alloces:
 Initiative (1d6): 5 + 0 = 5 Control (1d6): 5 + 0 = 5

Alloces:
Al takeso ut his pen and scribbles on the tablecloth, before stamping it with his blood as before, and pouring as much life as he can into the "ritual)...(which is a whole 2), causing that familiar symbol to erupt on both combatants' temples. "Now, then, let's truly get this started!"

Alloces:
Alloces uses 2 Fighting Spirit!

Alloces:
Alloces loses 2 hit points.
Alloces: (( Does....Priority ocunt as "going first" ))
Alloces: (( Though I guess it wouldn't matter, I won init anyways ))
Alloces: (( Would still be good to know for later ))

Alloces:
« 1d6+2 = 1 + 2 = 3 » 2 FS, and that's all I really get here.

Alloces:
Well...he's Stunned, I guess
Spinal Tap Halford: (( it goes first in terms of simultaneous init ))
Alloces: (( More meant for the +1 to Init from winning and hitting first ))
Spinal Tap Halford: (( doesn't quite say, but I assume so ))

Alloces:
« (1d6+1+2)/3+1 = (4 + 1 + 2) / 3 + 1 = 3.333333333333333333333333333333333 » Damage, I think that's the correct formula, I keep getting fucking confused by Stamina and shit.

Alloces:
Rounded up, but it wouldn't matter here, so just round down

Alloces:
Since I ASSUME "round up" only means if it's .5+

Spinal Tap Halford:
Spinal Tap Halford loses 3 hit points.

Alloces:
Alloces is healed and gains 3 hit points.

Spinal Tap Halford:
"What have I become!? Even I don't know anymore!"

Spinal Tap Halford:
 1 FS used! Initiative (1d8): 7 + 0 = 7 1 FS used! Control (1d8): 5 + 0 = 5

Alloces:
 1 FS used! Initiative (1d8): 8 + 0 = 8 Control (1d6): 3 + 0 = 3

Alloces:
"Hahaha...You're the first to take on such a repulsive form! If you're so disgusted by yourself...I can help you out of this!" Al runs up to the warrior priest and tries to crush in his carapace with a well-placed, powered-up boot!

Alloces:
Alloces uses 1 Fighting Spirit!

Alloces:
« 1d6+1 = 4 + 1 = 5 »

Alloces:
« 1d8+1 = 2 + 1 = 3 » Increased Stun, Fast Recovery, and Critical

Alloces:
None of which really activated except FR

Spinal Tap Halford:
Spinal Tap Halford loses 3 hit points.

Spinal Tap Halford:
 Initiative (1d6): 1 + 0 = 1 2 FS used! Control (1d10): 5 + 0 = 5
Alloces: (( You could still make a Basic, you had 5 Control ))

Alloces:
 Initiative (1d8): 3 + 0 = 3 1 FS used! Control (1d8): 6 + 0 = 6
Alloces: (( And I guess I also got +1 initiative due to acting first, but oh well ))

Spinal Tap Halford:
If the insectoid man could break down crying, it most certainly would! However, it instead vents its frustrations with a single forward slice of its arm blades!

Spinal Tap Halford:
« 1d6 = 6 »

Spinal Tap Halford:
« 1d4 = 1 »

Alloces:
Alloces loses 1 hit points.
Alloces: (( don't worry I know your pain ))

Alloces:
"Reduced to batting me away, are you? You may LOOK intimidating, but you're not as good as you seem!"
Alloces: (( also we sorta neglected the timer ))
Timer falls from 91 to 90!
Timer falls from 90 to 87!

Alloces:
Alloces concentrates and regains 1 Fighting Spirit.

Alloces:
Al attacks with his grinding sand once more, attempting to erode the man's exoskeleton and get at the soft, chewy center! Then, once it's weakened, he crushes it in with a powerful kick!

Alloces:
Alloces uses 2 Fighting Spirit!

Alloces:
« 1d6+2 = 3 + 2 = 5 »

Alloces:
« 1d8+(1d8)/2+1 = 7 + 3 / 2 + 1 = 9.5 » Uh, Increased Stun on both, Critical Hit and Fast Recovery on the second, and Harry on the first

Alloces:
Not sure if Elements on secondary hits apply their effects.

Alloces:
But Critical wouldn't activate, at least

Alloces:
Though I...guess it's implied since you can have two Launchers in one combo

Spinal Tap Halford:
The insect man's armor slowly breaks down as more pained cries erups from the priest who's lost everything!

Spinal Tap Halford:
Spinal Tap Halford loses 9 hit points.

Spinal Tap Halford:
 Initiative (1d6): 5 + 0 = 5 Control (1d6): 2 + 0 = 2

Alloces:
 1 FS used! Initiative (1d8): 7 + 1 = 8 1 FS used! Control (1d8): 8 + 0 = 8

Alloces:
This time, Alloces pours his very blood and soul into the grains, and moves forward to get a better handle on his enemy if he, uh, can...

Alloces:
Not sure if he just takes up the entire Range.
Spinal Tap Halford: (( yeah, you can still get into range 0 with him ))

Alloces:
« 1d6+1 = 6 + 1 = 7 » Since I've got no FS, for « 1d8+2+(1d8)/2+1 = 2 + 2 + 4 / 2 + 1 = 7 » damage. Control total there is 7; 3 for TES normally, but adding damage to it makes it cost 1 more Control, and 3 for my big-ol-boot

Alloces:
Again increased stun, but I'm...not really sure if it'd matter

Alloces:
Alloces loses 2 hit points.
Alloces: (( oh right he's already stunned so OFC it wouldn't ))

Spinal Tap Halford:
Spinal Tap Halford loses 7 hit points.
Alloces: (( also ))
Alloces: (( >It may or may not take a while ))
Alloces: (( we've just been at this for six hours ))
Alloces: (( some fucking how ))

Spinal Tap Halford:
The man slowly begins to limp forward, an obvious break down in its armor and skeletal structure beginning to show itself! "I won't...go to hell here..."

Spinal Tap Halford:
 2 FS used! Initiative (1d10): 6 + 0 = 6 Control (1d6): 3 + 0 = 3

Alloces:
 Initiative (1d6): 1 + 0 = 1 Control (1d6): 3 + 0 = 3
Timer falls from 87 to 82!

Alloces:
Al goes on full defense!

Alloces:
Using, er, Evasion, because his Defense is only 2 anyways.

Spinal Tap Halford:
Pieces of the insects exoskeleton shoot off of its back, and attack Al from every corner! « 1d6+1 = 1 + 1 = 2 »

Alloces:
Oh thank god.
Timer falls from 82 to 77!

Spinal Tap Halford:
 1 FS used! Initiative (1d8): 4 + 0 = 4 1 FS used! Control (1d8): 6 + 0 = 6

Alloces:
Al's hit!...and then withers into that black sand, revealing himself to've actually been beside Halford, and sweeps his legs out

Alloces:
don't go assumin I don't have a Sidestep Counter

Spinal Tap Halford:
"I won't accept this! I won't accept anything!"

Alloces:
« 1d6 = 6 » Unfortunately I do NOT have any way to make it hit

Alloces:
except that

Alloces:
Sidestep Counter(Only), Harry(1), Increased Stun(1), Fast Recovery(1), Knock Down(2), No Combo(-1) « 1d6+1 = 6 + 1 = 7 » damage with all that on there, and knocks him down

Spinal Tap Halford:
Spinal Tap Halford loses 7 hit points.

Alloces:
that's al ong way to go from having your legs swept out from under you

Spinal Tap Halford:
The insectoid goes slliding back, crashing into the wall and knocking over all the materials lining the shelves!

Sister Rosa:
"Father...please don't...foresake me...please..."

Spinal Tap Halford:
The monster slowly begins to rise up. "I'm...I'm sorry. Even though you've been my sole joy in life, the one thing that would have driven my truly mad would be to see you slip away, overtaken by the hateful demon within you. I thought I could save you from this...horrible fate."

Alloces:
Al's breathing is heavy and his heart's not really in it, but he's not hurt badly. "I do hope they'll forgive me for destroying a few plat--" Al flips around and grabs the Sister's arm. "Rosa! You're still here? Gracious, girl, are you okay?! I do suppose there's no reason to run anymore... Listen here, "Father," death is no salvation. The weak-willed ones may go mad, but these cannot be irreversible. Eliminating the people instead of the Replicants is akin to destroying an ocean instead of the enemy navy."

Spinal Tap Halford:
The bug slowly begins to walk up as pieces of its body begin to fall off "Eliminate the replicants? Do you really think it's that easy? People are their replicants. Once you destroy it, the user dies too. There's no one or the other..."

Spinal Tap Halford:
"In a way, it's less of an independent figure...and more of the reflection of the hatred in people's hearts."

Alloces:
"Now, see, I might believe that, but I have no Replicant, and I'm very much more alive than you are."

Spinal Tap Halford:
"Stand aside. I have no more remorse to be had left for my actions..."

Sister Rosa:
"Please, father...you have to stop this...I don't want either of us to die...!"

Alloces:
"Wouldn't destroying the Replicant simply eradicate the hatred within them? I am not so cynical to believe that one cannot live without hatred."

Alloces:
"It would be a fresh experience to see someone who DIDN'T, though."

Spinal Tap Halford:
"Sorry. But once you develop one, it's too late!"

Spinal Tap Halford:
Suddenly, a pair of wings bursts out from the back of the beast! "I won't let my actions be in VAAAAIIIIN!"

Spinal Tap Halford:
The beast makes a direct line towards the Sister, ready to strike with its deadly pincers!

Sister Rosa:
"FAAATHEER! STOP!"

Alloces:
Al's face contorts into a look of puzzlement, "Well, I'll just have turn back time, then. Perhaps the Psy--Rosa, behind me!" Al steps in front of the girl, assuming he can probably take a hit better than her.

Spinal Tap Halford:
All of a sudden, from out the window, the insect is pelted with a stream of non-stop bullets! Its trajectory is shot off course, and holes filled with black blood mark itself on every corner of its body!
Alloces: (( her Replican'ts a ??? ))

Linne:
"YAAAAAAAAAAH!" The policewoman accompanied by the upper half of a humanoid begins shooting a storm of lead into the beast, in a typhoon of metallic rage!

Sister Rosa:
"F-Father..."

Alloces:
"GAH! What are you DOING?! Are you trying to shoot US, too? Thank you for saving us, but that is quite enough now, he's down already!"

Spinal Tap Halford:
"I'm...sorry..." The beast loses its last inch of life once the final shot is fired.

Alloces:
"I don't gather I'd have needed the help, though..."

Linne:
She puts her gun away. "Phew...that wasn't an easy thing to do. Still, at least I got here before it was too late."

Linne:
"Are you two okay? I thought everyone was supposed to have left the area."

Sister Rosa:
"*Sniff* Father...why...it didn't have to be like this..."

Alloces:
"We aren't physically hurt, if that's what you ask. Rosa, he may have, at his very base, had good intentions, but the realization of his motives was less than worth of grief. Let's get out of here, for now."

Alloces:
y*

Sister Rosa:
Rosa can't stop her tears. "Who's going to stop the pain...now that you're gone? Why..."

Linne:
"Well hurry up and get the hell out of here! This way, move move!"
tirkaroKujo:
You're escorted by the policewoman outside of the diner, where a bunch of the girls and elderly church folk from before are being loaded back onto their buses, and some just going home by car and foot.

Alloces:
"They're lucky it was me here, and not some stray patron, or the both of us would be dead because of their sluggishness. Now, Rosa, you've still an entire church full of people who won't abandon you, as well as me. I meant what I said before, if you can still trust me."
Alloces: (( and brb ))

Hina Tohru:
"I heard about what happened. Halford seriously tries to straight up murder Rosa? What for?"

Sister Rosa:
"*Sniff* I...guess so..." The Sister picks herself up. "No matter what, there..there is still always work to be done to help the less fortunate than I."

Alloces:
"Ungh...a bit tactless, are we? Sister, helping others is a fine deed, but never forget yourself. You've been rather kind to me before, I wouldn't want to see you abrade yourself into nothing."
Alloces: (( first line was obv as Hina ))

Sister Rosa:
"Guuh!" She feels a sharp pain in her stomach. "The pain...I can still handle it, I'm sure of it. I just need a bit of rest from today..."

Hina Tohru:
"She certainly does. Come on, we're getting you to a bed as soon as possible. Sorry this whole dinner thing didn't work out."

Alloces:
"Are you quite all right...? You didn't actually drink anything, did you?"

Sister Rosa:
"No...I should have told you, but I've always had these pains. They only get really bad at stressful times like these. Normally the Father was always around to comfort me when they acted up, but...."

Hina Tohru:
"C'mon, we're getting some rest now. Staying out here won't be good for you at all."

Alloces:
"Hm...for now, she's probably right. This isn't an injury rest itself can heal, but it wouldn't hurt. I'll take care of things here."

Sister Rosa:
"Th-thank you. For everything, Alloces." Hina carries Rosa by her shoulder, and slowly limps away into a small car.

Marona:
The secretary from before walks out of the crowd. "I should have known. That Father was nothing but bad news, even before now." She lights up a cigarette, and puffs it out into the air.

Alloces:
Al watches Rosa get into the car, making sure she's all right, before turning to Marona. "I can't confirm or deny that, but never say anything like that around the Sister, if you would."

Marona:
"Heeh heh. It's the truth though." Marona casually leans to the side, hand in her pocket. "Guy's made god knows how many quack deals with some of the shadiest suspects in New Easton. Fucker's gotten himself in trouble so many times, it's unreal."

Marona:
"And I've seen what happens when he does. I've met up with the sister before, and half of those times she's covered in bumps and bruises, brass knuckle brandings, and cut marks from knives. Y'know where those came from?"

Alloces:
"I would say that God knows, yes...the Father likely did what he did in His name, after all. Certainly he seemed crazy enough. This is going to be an astounding mess to clean up... Especially given I expect no help from you or the police."

Alloces:
"Hm? Now what are you talking about?"

Marona:
"Thugs. She took god knows how many beatings (or worse) from subhuman gang lackeys, all because she wouldn't dare have them touch her precious Father. Look where that got her though."

Marona:
She blows a puff from her cigarette. "Girl had to learn the truth the hard way. Once a slimeball, always a slimeball."

Alloces:
"Hmph...I won't defend the man, it seems he deserved what he got, but Rosa already knows all of this. If she were going to hate him for such things, she already would. But when it comes to associating with thugs...I hear Zhen is quite fond of it as well."

Marona:
The lady busts out laughing "Dyofufufu! You're damn good." She smiles and gives her cigarette a few light taps. "Let's go out for beer or some shit. I feel like getting this all off my mind anyway. Don't worry, I won't try and strangle you or anything just yet."

Alloces:
"Hah...sure, I've no reason to say no....actually, give me one second. I have something to take care of. With that, Al turns to Linne, and asks: "You received a call, yes? The one who sent it - was it a young waiter with grey hair?"

Linne:
Linne turns her head after dealing with a few associated cops. "Yes, I could clearly tell his hair color from the sound of his voice." She sets her biting sarcasm aside "But yes, we got a call about some activities going on. Figured by the description it was related to those paranormal phenomena you surely got a good eyeful of before."

Alloces:
"Oh, so you never actually thought to look for who'd called? Fine, no matter. I'll get a new phone later..."

Alloces:
"Thank you for coming, anyways."

Linne:
"It's our job. If you think he lifted it or something, don't hesitate to call us again."
Alloces: (( naw that's cool when Tiffany tries to call me she'll get a surprise ))
tirkaroKujo:
And so you walk off with Marona, who shows a surprising interest in drunken karaoke.
tirkaroKujo:
also this totally ends the mini-session
Alloces: (( Makes sense ))
Alloces: (( mini my ass ))
Alloces: (( that was longer than any other session of Fight so far ))

Alloces:
also man my allegiances are all over the damned place