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