[S] Matine: Enter

DM_Tzivos: -BEGIN-
DM_Tzivos: While Eon is chatting away with Echosprite, he hears a small *beep* coming from his computer
SharpComedian: Eon heads towards the beeping "hey let's continue this inside, those clouds aren't good to inhale"
SharpComedian: Eon sits at his Husktop checking what's up
DM_Tzivos: On his screen, Eon sees a prompt covering the entire screen, displaying the words CONNECTING TO CLIENT
DM_Tzivos: After a few seconds and a neat little tune, Eon's screen opens to a view of a large, empty space with Matine sitting in the
           middle with her husk-top in front of her
SharpComedian: SC: oh so you're alive now, cool
sadisticStargazer: SS: Why w=ouldn't I b=e aliv=e?
SharpComedian: SC: turn of phrase, you usually respond faster
sadisticStargazer: SS: I'v=e g=ot this thing in my ch=est, but =oth=er than that I'm fin=e.
SharpComedian: SC: what in your chest?
sadisticStargazer: SS: H=ow'd I g=et that. anyway?
sadisticStargazer: SS: It's lik=e this big h=ol=e. Kind =of surpris=ed it d=o=esn't hurt m=or=e, actually.
sadisticStargazer: SS: What=ev=er, l=et's g=et t=o th=e gam=e!
SharpComedian: SC: HOW'D THAT HAPPEN?!
SharpComedian: SC: and don't act so chipper
sadisticStargazer: SS: I d=on't kn=ow :?
sadisticStargazer: SS: What d=o y=ou m=ean chipp=er? I'm just b=eing mys=elf!
SharpComedian: SC: the fuck is it even, you fuck up again
sadisticStargazer: SS: Again? Y=ou m=ean this happ=en=ed B=EF=ORE?
DM_Tzivos: looking at his screen, Eon can see bandages wrapped around Matine's stomach, and they look like they've been worn for quite
           a few hours
SharpComedian: SC: if it's a stab wound then i already freaked out about it
SharpComedian: SC: probably should change those bandages over
sadisticStargazer: I look at the bandages.
sadisticStargazer: SS: Nah, I think th=ey'r=e g=o=od f=or n=ow.
sadisticStargazer: SS: C=om=e =on =E=on, st=op stalling! Gam=e tim=e!
SharpComedian: SC: why am i even worrying about you
sadisticStargazer: SS: Pr=obably  b=ecaus=e I'm y=our my kism=esis? I m=ean that's what y=ou sh=ould b=e d=oing!
DM_Tzivos: surrounding the edges of Eon's screen is a series of tabs and menus with various names. The currently open menu displays
           four large, mechanical devices and one captchalogue card with holes punched into it
SharpComedian: SC: oh i remember these, sure let's play, prepare for new furniture
SharpComedian: Eon places the Alchemiter in the current room
DM_Tzivos: The alchemiter lands with a heavy *thud* next to Matine
sadisticStargazer: SS: =O=oh, I r=em=emb=er this! I did this with Sanaht, =exc=ept that tim=e I was =on th=e =oth=er sid=e! It'll b=e
                   fun t=o b=e th=e cli=ent this tim=e!
SharpComedian: SC: are you sober rn?
sadisticStargazer: SS: What d=o y=ou m=ean? I'm p=erf=ectly fin=e!
sadisticStargazer: SS: Why ar=e y=ou acting s=o w=eird :?
SharpComedian: SC: ...okay then
SharpComedian: Eon places the Cruxtruder close by the alchemiter
DM_Tzivos: The cruxtruder lands with an equally heavy *thud* in between the alchemiter and a wall
SharpComedian: SC: got anywhere else i can put this stuff, we can talk about your mindset in a sec
sadisticStargazer: SS: =Oh, just wh=er=ev=er y=ou want. I can cl=ean it up lat=er.
SharpComedian: Eon checks the controls to see if he can look for more space
DM_Tzivos: There is currently space for at least one more device in the current room, and Eon sees some small camera controls in the
           top-left corner of his screen
SharpComedian: Eon places the next machine down, the totem lathe
DM_Tzivos: The totem lathe lands with a less  heavy *plunk* next to the cruxtruder
SharpComedian: SC: oh yeah btw, Echo's back and alive :)
sadisticStargazer: SS: =Oh, that's w=ond=erful!
DM_Tzivos: Matine - roll perception
sadisticStargazer: !roll 1d20
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20) [14] : {14}
DM_Tzivos: Matine can hear some faint noises coming from the direction of the troll village nearby
SharpComedian: SC: yeah i'm now in a much more happy and less hatey mood
sadisticStargazer: SS: D=o=es that m=ean w=e can't b=e kism=esis any m=or=e?
sadisticStargazer: SS: Ar=e y=ou br=eaking up with m=e =E=on?
SharpComedian: SC: still debating, it's like my passive bitterness to stuff is down, i still don't like what you do
sadisticStargazer: SS: Is that why y=ou'r=e acting so strang=e t=onight?
SharpComedian: SC: how am i strange tonight?
sadisticStargazer: SS: Y=ou'v=e just b=e=en qu=esti=oning =ev=erything I do!
SharpComedian: SC: because i've been worried
SharpComedian: SC: also nearly died so a little on edge
sadisticStargazer: It might not be visible to Eon, but Matine starts tearing up.
sadisticStargazer: SS: =Oh thank y=ou!
DM_Tzivos: Matine's head begins to ache more
sadisticStargazer: SS: D=on't scar=e m=e lik=e that : )
SharpComedian: SC: hey / think you got someth/ng /n your eyes
DM_Tzivos: Her vision blurs slightly and for a split instant she has visions of random trolls, their faces covered in tears
SharpComedian: SC: also you catch/ng me at an emot/onal t/me made me forget my qu/rk aga/n
DM_Tzivos: Matine hears for a split instant dozens of anguished cries of fear and pain
sadisticStargazer: SS: =Oh n=o!
SharpComedian: SC: what?
sadisticStargazer: SS: What happ=en=ed?
SharpComedian": SC: just meeting Echo aga/n, k/nda a b/g th/ng
sadisticStargazer: SS: =Oh! It must hav=e b=e=en so awful having to g=o s=o l=ong with=out a lusus. I d=on't kn=w what I'd d=o if I
                   l=ost All=oc=er!
SharpComedian: SC: where /s the guy anyway
SharpComedian: Eon places the last machine
DM_Tzivos: a small *beep* can be heard from Eon's computer as there is no more space in the current room to place any more devices
sadisticStargazer: SS: Just th=e stabl=e right?
sadisticStargazer: SS: Why w=ould h=e b=e anywh=er=e =els=e?
SharpComedian: SC: outs/de r/ght
sadisticStargazer: SS: Y=eah silly! That's wh=er=e th=e stabl=e is!
SharpComedian: Eon looks around for space in the house, but checks outside for the stables
DM_Tzivos: There's plenty of space in the house as Eon can see two libraries sitting above the current room, a large bedroom above the
           libraries, an entertainment room sitting atop the bedroom, and a rooftop observatory at the peak of the hive
           moving his camera over to the stables, he sees that its burned to a crisp
SharpComedian: SC: how b/g /s your fuck/ng h/ve?!
DM_Tzivos: all that remains is charred, broken scraps of wood and ash
SharpComedian: SC: HOLY SH/T THE STABLES ARE BURNT DOWN
sadisticStargazer: SS: =Oh n=o! P=o=or All=oc=er :(
SharpComedian: SC: /'ll check around for h/m
sadisticStargazer: SS: It's pr=etty big th=ough. Th=er=e's pr=obably s=om=e spac=e upstairs!
SharpComedian: Eon check the area with the camera
DM_Tzivos: roll perception
SharpComedian:!roll 1d20+1
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20+1) [11+1] : {12}
DM_Tzivos: As Eon moves the camera around the hive's perimeter, he just sees the vista surrounding it and the nearby forest in the distance
DM_Tzivos: there's some kind of light source coming from the forest
SharpComedian: SC: fuck / can't f/nd h/m but there's someth/ng com/ng from the forest
SharpComedian: Eon checks it out
DM_Tzivos: Eon is unable to check it out as the camera's reach only extends so far beyond the hive
SharpComedian: SC: careful, the l/ght isn't g/v/ng me a good feel/ng, especially know/ng what you do to people
sadisticStargazer: SS: What I d=o? I d=on't d=o anything t=o p=e=opl=e!
SharpComedian: SC: you exper/ment on people and cut them open to see what happens. you also go out and take trolls from the nearby
               v/llage.
SharpComedian: SC: /t's why / hate you
sadisticStargazer: SS: What! I c=ould n=ev=er d=o s=om=ething s=o awful!
DM_Tzivos: Matine's vision suddenly goes spinning wildly
sadisticStargazer: SS: Wait, ar=e y=ou just kism=esis-ing m=e?
sadisticStargazerL SS: W=ell I hat=e y=ou t=o=o!
SharpComedian: Eon place the last machine in the library and the card by her
sadisticStargazer: SS: And y=our bad j=ok=es!
SharpComedian: SC: that wasn't fl/rt hate, at least not all of /t
sadisticStargazer: SS: And y=our dumb lusus!
DM_Tzivos: the punch designix lands with a *plunk* in the library and the pre-punched card floats next to Matine
           Matine's vision begins to spin wildly
DM_Tzivos: her head is beginning to ache
sadisticStargazer: SS: =Oh, c=o=ol! I r=em=em=er this part!
SharpComedianSC: you better get go/ng before meteors come and attack you
SC: hey you okay? you're not look/ng so hot
sadisticStargazer: SS: =Oh crap. =E=on, is th=e w=orld spinning f=or y=ou t=o=o?
SharpComedian: SC: NO WHAT'S WRONG
sadisticStargazer: SS: I d=on't kn=ow?
DM_Tzivos: Matine begins to see visions of trolls laying on surgery tables, their abdomens cut open
SharpComedian: SC: FUCK, gotta get mov/ng before you d/e
DM_Tzivos: she hears their anguished cries and pleas for mercy
sadisticStargazer: SS: =OMG WHAT DID YOU DO
DM_Tzivos: some struggle against their restraints
DM_Tzivos: others just weep faintly
sadisticStargazer: SS: I'M SEEING THEM
DM_Tzivos: Matine sees herself, smiling through it all
sadisticStargazer: SS: PEOPLE ON TABLES AND CUT UP
SharpComedian: SC: MAT/NE FOCUS I/M R/GHT HERE FOCUS ON ME NOT WHATEVER YOU'RE SEEING
sadisticStargazer: SS: STOP IT EON OKAY
DM_Tzivos: slowly, she begins to hear voices; moaning, crying voices
sadisticStargazer: SS: WHATEVER YOU'RE DOING PLEASE STOP
SharpComedian: SC: /T'S NOT ME / WOULD NEVER HURT YOU
DM_Tzivos: The voices utter one word
DM_Tzivos: murderer
sadisticStargazer: I collapse on the floor holding my head in my hands.
SharpComedian: SC: MAT/NE
sadisticStargazer: SS: EON IF IT'S NOT YOU THEN WHO IS IT
DM_Tzivos: the voices being to subside
DM_Tzivos: Matine's vision clears again
SharpComedian: SC: focus on me
SharpComedian: SC: okay?
sadisticStargazer: SS: =Oh thank g=od it's g=oing away.
DM_Tzivos: in the back of her head, she can still hear them, see them, but they no longer obstruct her vision
sadisticStargazer: SS: I d=on't car=e if w=e'r=e kism=esis d=on't =ev=er d=o that again!
SharpComedian: SC: trust me that wasn't me
SharpComedian: SC: /'m not ps/on/c remember
sadisticStargazer: SS: Th=en h=ow did it happ=en ?!
SharpComedian: SC: you're by a low blood v/llage r/ght? they're better w/th th/s stuff
SharpComedian: SC: you were see/ng bod/es r/ght
sadisticStargazer: SS: Th=er=e's n=o=on=e =els=e h=er=e!
DM_Tzivos: as Matine's vision continues to clear, she can see a faint, cerulean glow radiating from the cruxtruder
sadisticStargazer: SS: Why w=ould they d=o it th=ough? I'v=e n=ev=er d=on=e anything t=o th=em!
sadisticStargazer: SS: Y=es, it was t=erribl=e!
SharpComedian: SC: you better break that top off, we can talk /n a sec
SharpComedian: SC: also / know, from exper/ence
sadisticStargazer: SS: =Okay, It was just s=o awful, =E=on.
sadistic_Stargazer: I try turning the wheel to get the top off.
SharpComedian: SC: /t's okay, /'m here. so know you're not alone
DM_Tzivos: Matine's head begins to ache some more as from the glow a faint whisper can be heard saying, "You can't deny it"
           turning the valve presses something against the lid of the cruxtruder, but it remains firmly glued to the device
SharpComedian: SC: move out the way of /t /'ma throw someth/ng, what's heavy here
sadisticStargazer: I whisper to myself "N=o, n=ot again..."
sadisticStargazer: SS: Th=er=e's n=ot a l=ot h=er=e, but th=er=e's pl=enty =of stuff upstairs!
SharpComedian: Eon checks for something heavy upstairs
DM_Tzivos: Eon sees plenty of extra large tomes laying around the two small libraries, plenty of them heavy enough to crush a small
           murder-beast
SharpComedian: "hmmm... good enough" Eon clicks and drags a tome downstairs and throws it at the lid
DM_Tzivos: roll acrobatics
SharpComedian: SC: watch out, fly/ng knowledge
SharpComedian: !roll 1d20
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20) [8] : {8}
SharpComedian: "-fuck"
DM_Tzivos: The tome goes flying and misses the cruxtruder by a few feet, landing with a *thud* on the floor
SharpComedian: SC: round 2
SharpComedian: !roll 1d20
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20) [1] : {1}
SharpComedian: "FUCK!!!"
DM_Tzivos: The tome goes flying even further than before, crashing through the ceiling above and back into the library
               from the new hole falls a bunch of small books,
SharpComedian: SC:: how does that even happen?
SharpComedian: SC: sorr/ about your h/ve
sadisticStargazer: SS: J=e=ez, =E=on! Try t=o l=eav=e s=om=e hiv=e f=or m=e t=o sl=e=ep in :P
DM_Tzivos: the books rain down and litter a section of the floor around Matine
SharpComedian: SC: call /t a g/ft from above
SharpComedian: SC: maybe you should try your weapon /nstead the controls are shock/ngly bad
sadisticStargazer: SS: W=ell if y=ou'r=e r=eally s=o=o=o inc=omp=etant...
SharpComedian: SC: fuck you too
sadisticStargazer: SS: N=ot r=eally, just b=eing a ksm=esis there :)
SharpComedian: SC: same :P
sadisticStargazer: I take out my morningstar and whack the heck out of that machine.
DM_Tzivos: roll to hit
SharpComedian: SC: forgot you had that th/ng
sadisticStargazer: SS: Haha, y=ou r=eally ar=en't at y=ou'r=e b=est t=oday ar=e y=ou!
SharpComedian: SC: says you
sadisticStargazer: SS: (Just b=eing a kism=esis again :))
SharpComedian: SC: you gonna h/t the th/ng already
sadisticStargazer: SS: =O=op! Haha, s=orry! It's just s=o much fun talking t=o y=ou! <3<
sadisticStargazer: !roll 1d20
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20) [12] : {12}
SharpComedian: SC: yeah same to you too <3<
DM_Tzivos: The morningstar flies through the air in a competent manner and smacks the lid with a solid *CRACK* of steel-on-steel
DM_Tzivos: the lid comes flying off and a bunch of cerulean cruxite dowels follow it
DM_Tzivos: Matine's head aches once more
DM_Tzivos: the whispers begin to murmur
DM_Tzivos: the dowels flying out of the cruxtruder begin to resemble blood spurting out of a freshly dissected troll
sadisticStargazer: I whisper again, a bit louder this time. "No! Bad voices!"
SharpComedian: SC: you know what to do next r/ght
sadisticStargazer: "Ew"
sadisticStargazer: SS: Yup!
DM_Tzivos: on the front of the cruxtruder a timer glows and displays the timer 11:11
SharpComedian: SC: are you mutter/ng to yourself there
sadisticStargazer: I take the card and a dowel and put them in the lathe.
DM_Tzivos: the dowel fits perfectly into the space between the clamps and the card fits into the slot on the device
sadisticStargazer: SS: =Of c=ours=e n=ot! That w=ould b=e w=eird.
SharpComedian: SC: we are we/rd tho
DM_Tzivos: Matine - roll perception
sadisticStargazer: !roll 1d20
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20) [20] : {20}
DM_Tzivos: You can hear all too clearly the sounds of impacts and explosions coming from outside
DM_Tzivos: you can faintly begin to pick up a burning smell
DM_Tzivos: it reminds you...
SharpComedian: SC: yo what's happen/ng rn
DM_Tzivos: visions begin to flood Matine's head
DM_Tzivos: memories of Allocer fleeing a burning stable
sadisticStargazer: SS: Y=ou w=er=e AAHHHHH
SharpComedian: SC: WHAT'S WRONG
sadisticStargazer: SS: NO ALLOCER NO
DM_Tzivos: flesh burning and boiling as the fire continues to consume
SharpComedian: SC: YOU'RE SEE/NG SH/T AGA/N AREN'T YOU?
sadisticStargazer: SS: AAAHHHHHHH NO GET OUT GET OUT
DM_Tzivos: Matine's head is pounding, but her vision gradually clears
DM_Tzivos: 10:00
SharpComedian: SC: MAT/NE PLS FOCUS ON ME, YOU NEED TO HAVE SOMETH/NG TO HOLD ON TO MENTALLY WHEN TH/S HAPPENS
SharpComedian: you're stronger than that
sadisticStargazer: SS: =Okay, I think I'm fin=e n=ow.
sadisticStargazer: SS: I'm s=orry, d=on't kn=ow what happ=en=ed th=er=e!
DM_Tzivos: the lever on the totem lathe has yet to be pulled; it beckons Matine forward
sadisticStargazer: I smile weakly and give Eon a thumbs up.
sadisticStargazer: I yank that lever so hard.
SharpComedian: SC: same to you to
SharpComedian: SC: that's provocat/ve
DM_Tzivos: the lever comes crashing down and the totem lathe gets to work at carving
sadisticStargazer: I wait for it to be done and then grab it.
SharpComedian: SC: well the "fun" part /s next
DM_Tzivos: within a brief moment it finishes and the device returns to a dormant state; the clamps loosen and the needle is returned to
           its original position
DM_Tzivos: Matine - roll perception
sadisticStargazer: SS: I kn=ow! I g=et t=o lik=e f=old a pap=er hat =or s=om=ething! I'v=e n=ev=er d=on=e that b=ef=or=e!
sadisticStargazer: !roll 1d20
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20) [3] : {3}
DM_Tzivos: as you move to grab the carved dowel...
DM_Tzivos: http://listenonrepeat.com/watch/?v=ig0G32Ng2lM&list=PLCLeSTzz6traVjW5R8M20AfpZwpNW4J0m&index=28
DM_Tzivos: The entrance to your hive bursts open in a blast as you hear a very familiar, yet menacing roar
SharpComedian: WHAT THE FUCK!?
DM_Tzivos: Allocer stomps his hooves furiously against the floor as he bellows a guttural cry
sadisticStargazer: "N=o All=oc=er! Calm d=own!
SharpComedian: SC: /sn't that your lusus
DM_Tzivos: Allocer charges blindly in your direction
DM_Tzivos: !roll 1d20+2
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20+2) [15+2] : {17}
DM_Tzivos: !roll 1d2+2
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d2+2) [1+2] : {3}
DM_Tzivos: Allocer charges towards you and clips your shoulder, sending you flying
DM_Tzivos: Eon's turn
SharpComedian: SC: WHAT THE FUCK /S W/TH H/M
SharpComedian: Eon throws a dowel at the raging lusii
DM_Tzivos: roll acrobatics
SharpComedian: !roll 1d20
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20) [4] : {4}
DM_Tzivos: the dowel goes flying and embeds itself in the wall nearby
SharpComedian: "FUCK!"
SharpComedian: attack again
SharpComedian: !roll 1d20
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20) [5] : {5}
DM_Tzivos: another dowel goes flying into the wall
SharpComedian: "FUCK
DM_Tzivos: Matine's turn
sadisticStargazer: I try calming him down. "N=o All=oc=er, pl=eas=e! It's =okay, just calm d=own!"
DM_Tzivos: it's impossible to calm the beast like this
DM_Tzivos: it's as if he's under the control of something or someone
SharpComedian: SC: LOW BLOOD BEAST TAMERS
sadisticStargazer: "=Oh n=o! I d=on't want t=o d=o this, but..."
DM_Tzivos: Allocer rears his head and stands on his hind legs as a meteor lands close nearby
SharpComedian: C: HOLY SH/T WE FORGOT THE METEORS
DM_Tzivos: the ground begins to shake
sadisticStargazer: I fire off a couple of fireballs (minor slot so they don't miss) and avert my eyes.
sadisticStargazer: !roll 2d4+2
@Tyche[Dice]: (2d4+2) [5+2] : {7}
DM_Tzivos: The fireballs arc through the air and hit Allocer as he loses his balance on the quaking earth
DM_Tzivos: he falls over, his flesh catching fire and charring
DM_Tzivos: roll acrobatics to maintain balance
sadisticStargazer: !roll 1d20+1
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20+1) [17+1] : {18}
DM_Tzivos: You manage to maintain your balance as the ground shakes
DM_Tzivos: Allocer is currently prone, moaning and neighing loudly and desperately
DM_Tzivos: his turn is skipped
DM_Tzivos: Eon's turn
SharpComedian: SC: don't worry about k/ll/ng h/m we can br/ng h/m back l/ke i d/d w/th Echo
SharpComedian: Eon chucks a dowel again
DM_Tzivos: roll acro
SharpComedian: !roll 1d20
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20) [14] : {14}
DM_Tzivos: hit
DM_Tzivos: roll 1d2
SharpComedian: !roll 1d2
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d2) [2] : {2}
SharpComedian: "woohoo"
DM_Tzivos: the dowel hits Allocer with a firm *THUD* as it bounces off him
DM_Tzivos: he neighs loudly and painfully
SharpComedian: Dowel number 2
SharpComedian: !roll 1d20
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20) [6] : {6}
DM_Tzivos: the dowel goes flying into the wall with its two friends
SharpComedian: "fuck"
DM_Tzivos: Matine's turn
sadisticStargazer: I do the fireballs again.
DM_Tzivos: roll to hit
sadisticStargazer: !roll 2#1d20+3
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20+3) [8+3] : {11} (1d20+3) [1+3] : {4}
DM_Tzivos: the first fireball hits
sadisticStargazer
!roll 1d4+1
@Tyche[Dice]
(1d4+1) [1+1] : {2}
sadisticStargazer: By the way, I am crying as I do this.
DM_Tzivos: the second fireball drops short and briefly ignites the floor in front of you
DM_Tzivos: the flame dies as quickly as it starts
DM_Tzivos: Allocer manages to get up from his prone position
DM_Tzivos: he stamps his hooves in fury and charges forward
DM_Tzivos: !roll 1d20+2
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20+2) [2+2] : {4}
DM_Tzivos: In his furious haste, Allocer charges in the direction of the dowels embedded in the wall
           he hits the wall and rebounds quickly, stopping himself just a few feet in front of Matine
DM_Tzivos: Eon's turn
SharpComedian: Eon looks around to see who's controlling Allocer, that is if his hunch is right
DM_Tzivos: Eon is unable to find anyone in- or -outside the hive, as the vista outside the hive is quickly catching fire and the smoke
           is obfuscating his vision
SharpComedian: "fuck" Eon hurls another couple dowels at Allocer "sorr/ buddy"
DM_Tzivos: roll acro
SharpComedian: !roll 2#1d20
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20) [4] : {4} (1d20) [16] : {16}
DM_Tzivos: The second dowel hits
DM_Tzivos: roll 1d2 damage
SharpComedian: !roll 1d2
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d2) [1] : {1}
DM_Tzivos: the dowel bonks Allocer on the head
SharpComedian: "...woo..."
DM_Tzivos: Matine's turn
sadisticStargazer: I continue crying, even more now, and throw yet more fireballs
sadisticStargazer: !roll 2#1d20+3
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20+3) [12+3] : {15} (1d20+3) [7+3] : {10}
DM_Tzivos: both hit
sadisticStargazer: !roll 2#1d4+1
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d4+1) [3+1] : {4} (1d4+1) [2+1] : {3}
DM_Tzivos: the fireballs hit Allocer squarely in center-mass and leave large, charred chunks of skin and hide
DM_Tzivos: Allocer looks severely injured
DM_Tzivos: He musters the energy for another charge
DM_Tzivos: !roll 1d20+2
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20+2) [4+2] : {6}
DM_Tzivos: and yet he misses, and in his critical condition, falls over in front of the cruxtruder
DM_Tzivos: as he collapses, a small blue kernelsprite pops out of the device
DM_Tzivos: it hovers over Allocer's charred, blackened body
DM_Tzivos: Matine's turn
sadisticStargazer: SS: =Oh! =E=on! i kn=w what happ=ens n=ow! Hurry, put All=oc=er in the =orb!
sadisticStargazger: I try lifting the body into the kernelsprite.
sadisticStargazer: !roll 1d20-1
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20+-1) [3+-1] : {2}
DM_Tzivos: the mouse cursor is unable to lock on to Allocer as he is still alive
DM_Tzivos: the fury begins to fade from Allocer's eyes
DM_Tzivos: all that's left is pain and whimpering
DM:Tzivos: Allocer lets out a weak, almost inaudible cry of pain
sadisticStargazer: Still sobbing I decaptchcalogue a scalpel (without thinking as to why I would have one on me), get down next to
                   him, and slit his throat.
DM_Tzivos: allocer doesn't resist, and in his eyes you can see what looks like a semblance of gratitude as the life fades from his
           beady eyes
DM_Tzivos: kernelsprite begins to float around more erratically, and it dives for Allocer
DM:Tzivos: Matine is pushed back by a blinding explosion of light
DM_Tzivos: in front of her floats the sprite, but now with Allocer's head
DM_Tzivos: Matine's vision blurs once more, more intensely than anything that came before
DM_Tzivos: the voices are at a shouting level
DM_Tzivos: "YOU KILLED US"
DM_Tzivos: "YOU CUT US TO PIECES"
sadisticStargazer: I smile weakly, and reach out to touch him.
sadisticStargazer: "NO! NO I-"
DM_Tzivos: "YOU USED THAT WRETCHED TOOL TO TORTURE US"
DM_Tzivos: "YOU MUST PAY"
DM_Tzivos: "PAY"
sadisticStargazer: "NO! I WOULD NEVER!"
DM_Tzivos: "REPENT"
sadisticStargazer: "YOU DONT UNDERSTAND! I HAD TO SAVE HIM"
sadisticStargazer: "IT WAS THE ONLY WAY!"
DM_Tzivos: the voices begin to overwhelm you in their anger and pain, and once more you're caught in a vortex of anguish and suffering
DM_Tzivos: roll sanity to endure
sadisticStargazer: !roll 1d20
@Tyche[Dice]: (1d20) [13] : {13}
DM_Tzivos: You barely manage to hang on and endure the torrent of hatred and tortured cries. You remember the carved dowel
sadisticStargazer: Struggling, I grab the dowel and stumble over to the alchemiter. When I get there, I throw it on to the smaller
                   platform.
DM_Tzivos: it lands on the platform and a brief explosion of blinding cerulean light blocks your vision before you can see a large
           cruxite tome with thick pages laying on the alchemiter
DM_Tzivos: 1:00
DM_Tzivos: outside, the fire begins to burn even more intensely than before
DM_Tzivos: meteors are crashing more frequently
DM_Tzivos: explosions can be heard every minute
sadisticStargazer: I fall on my hands and knees, still barely able to move from the storm inside my mind.
sadisticStargazer: I crawl over to the book and throw it open.
DM_Tzivos: inside is a phrase scrawled in writing only you can understand
DM_Tzivos: *GRASP FOR KNOWLEDGE AND TEAR IT FROM THE HANDS OF THOSE WHO OPPOSE THEE*
sadisticStargazer: I yell it out in ragged breaths. "GRASP FOR...FOR KNOWLEDGE AND TEAR IT... TEAR IT FROM THE HANDS OF THOSE WHO...
                   WHO OPPOSE THEE."
DM_Tzivos: nothing happens as you recite the phrase
sadisticStargazer: "NO, NO, NO! I DID WHAT IT SAID! FUCK THIS BOOK!!!!" In my rage I start ripping pages out of the book.
DM_Tzivos: 0:10
DM_Tzivos: as you rip out pages, the book begins to glow brighter
DM_Tzivos: 0:07
DM_Tzivos: brighter still,
DM_Tzivos: 0:03
DM_Tzivos: 0:02
DM_Tzivos: and with the last page....
DM_Tzivos: 0:01
DM_Tzivos: you're blinded by light
DM_Tzivos:  -END-