|_|_|_|_|_  First Floor West (bradbury 1st floor) 5:19am
|_|_|_[]|_  The rain has soaked through the high ceiling completely, making
|_|_()|_[]  the floor into a slick, greenish mess of pulped carpet and mold.
|_|_|_[]|_  Sometimes, when you step on it, a cloud of greyish spores shoots
|_|_|_|_|_  up and coats your pantleg.  That can't be good.
            The hallway runs northeast and southeast.  Further down the
 hallway, another staircase leads up.  A dusty wrought iron staircase leads down
 into the lobby.  It has seen much better days than this.
 A security cam is mounted high on the wall.  A tenant list is mounted on the
 wall.
[ Exits:  northeast  southeast  < up  > down  +146  +146a  +147  +148  +149  +150  +151  +152  +153  +154  +155  +156  +157  +158  +159  +160 ]
Charlatan yells, "HO, ADVENTURERS! I COME TO SELL BONGS AT A REASONABLE PRICE!"
Charlatan yells, "I HEARD RUMORS IN THE MEAD HALLS THAT I WOULD FIND A WILLING CUSTOMER HERE!"
Torn comes trudging up the stairs.
Torn lays her palm on the scanlock in the door to apartment 147.  It beeps once.
Torn opens the door to apartment 147.
Torn heads through the door to apartment 147.
You head through the door to apartment 147.

|_|_|_|_|_  Apt 147 (bradbury 1st floor) 5:27am
|_[]|_|_|_  Dawn's first light pours through the windows.
[]|_()|_|_  A homecam is bolted to the wall.
|_[]|_|_|_
|_|_|_|_|_

There's a duffle bag on the floor.
Deo and Torn are standing here.
[ Exits:  out(door to the hallway) ]
Charlatan exclaims, "Greetings, adventurers!"
Torn says, "O_o"
Deo says, "O_o"
Deo asks, "Whose this?"
Torn asks, "Who are you?"
Charlatan asks, "Looks like dragon weather today! How fare thee?"
Torn asks, "Who are you????"
From your wristpad: Shezbot2100 pages, 'Y'
You bow.
Torn says, "God damnit."
Charlatan says, "I am Charlatan, rogue extraordinaire."
Deo asks, "ummm would you mind leaving sir rogue extraordinaire?"
Torn asks, "Well what the fuck are you doing here? How do we know we can trust you?"
Charlatan asks, "Who said you could trust a rogue?"
Charlatan exclaims, "It's gold and riches I seek!"
Deo says, "Look you seem nice and all but please leave"
Charlatan says, "I'm sorry, I cannot."
Torn says, "Fuck you."
Charlatan says, "Outside are orcs."
Deo gets a skull bong from the duffle bag.
Deo gets a NEW bag of weed from the duffle bag.
Deo gets a rolling paper from the duffle bag.
Torn says, "Fuck you. HOP OUT."
Charlatan says, "I seek refuge."
Charlatan says, "Please do not be rude, Sir Torn."
Torn says, "You just said you seek riches."
Deo says, "Not here sir "
Torn says, "Sir? I'm a chick."
Deo says, "We're poor"
Charlatan says, "I do seek riches, but outside are the foul beasts of night."
Charlatan says, "I cannot quest for jewels with them about."
Torn gets a machete from the duffle bag.
Deo says, "...ok your funny"
Deo says, "babe he'll slaughter you"
Torn says, "He needs to leave."
Charlatan says, "You should set aside your blade, Torn, you are well outmatched."
Torn says, "Like I give to shits? I'd die before I let some stranger in here."
Charlatan puts away his robe and wizard hat.
Charlatan flicks out his shiver sword with a soft subsonic hum.
You sigh.
Charlatan asks, "You're quite sure of this?"
Deo says, "Listen Charlatan i say you seem nice because we're not dead and our stuff isnt gone"
Charlatan exclaims, "I have no desire to take your things!"
Deo says, "Babe please that thing is humming"
Deo says, "Not like we have much"
Torn groans.
Torn puts a machete into the duffle bag.
Torn says, "Fine."
You nod.
Charlatan says, "Wise decision, you wench."
Deo asks, "So...what do you want?"
Torn asks, "WENCH?"
Torn says, "FUCK YOU"
Deo says, "Hey thats my girlfriend not a wench"
Torn gets a machete from the duffle bag.
You sigh.
Deo says, "babe please"
Charlatan says, "I call them like I see them, young master Deo."
Deo says, "Look please apologize to her"
Charlatan says, "A wench is a wench. Excuse my bawdry tongue, but this is how we speak in Undertyre."
Torn says, "You fucking weasel."
Deo says, "-_-"
Torn says, "THIS ISN'T UNDERTYRE."
Torn says, "THIS IS OUR GOD DAMN APARTMENT."
Torn says, "I DEMAND YOU LEAVE."
Charlatan says, "You're right, I have traveled far and wide to come here."
Deo says, "Errr"
Deo asks, "Why here?"
Charlatan says, "Only to find, of course, that the citizens of Freedom City are...far from welcoming."
Charlatan says, "I seek the runed Sword of Drizzt, Protector."
Torn says, "Gee, I wonder why."
Torn points at you.
You shake your head.
Deo says, "He does have a point this city is a bunch of assholes"
Deo says, "I would know"
Deo grimaces.
Charlatan says, "Such ferocity will only get you killed often, I am afraid."
Torn says, "Well he acts like a threat, he's going to get what he deserves."
Charlatan asks, "What do I deserve, wench?"
Deo says, "He isnt threatening hes just being kinda qoofy"
Torn says, "I swear to God if you were here I'd kick your scrawny ass so hard."
Charlatan asks, "I am here?"
Torn says, "In my neighborhood, I mean."
Charlatan says, "This is your apartment, wench."
Deo says, "LOOK charlatan cut to the point what is it you want because lets face it i cant stop you"
Torn says, "DON'T BE A WISE ASS."
Deo gets a cigarette from his pack of cigarettes.
Deo puts away his red lighter.
Deo gets out his cigarette.
Deo lights his cigarette.
Deo takes a hit from his cigarette.
Torn taps on her wristpad.
Torn says, "Don't GIVE IN GOD DAMNIT"
Charlatan says, "I seek only sanctuary. I will simply stay here in silence for a time, until I can cast spells again."
[ DND ]: Charlatan says, "Torn says, "I swear to God if you were here I'd kick your scrawny ass so hard.""
Deo takes a hit from his cigarette.
Torn says, "FUCK YOU. Get out."
[zotnet] mojo says, "no way, if you don't suffocate and arevirtually immune to cold space should welcome you"
Torn says, "Go find someone else to hang with."
Charlatan says, "No others are foolish enough to open their doors to me."
Deo takes a hit from his cigarette.
Torn says, "You're not welcome here."
Torn asks, "FOOLISH?"
Charlatan says, "They know the dangers that lurk in this town."
Torn says, "I HAD NO IDEA YOU WERE THERE."
Deo says, "Yeah I know i am pretty foolsih"
Charlatan asks, "Well, you DID open the door, did you not?"
Charlatan says, "I was standing right outside."
Deo says, "You kinda walked in yourself"
Torn says, "I didn't read it."
Deo takes a hit from his cigarette.
Charlatan says, "You should learn to read, wench."
Torn says, "There are NO DANGERS outside."
Torn says, "YOU CAN GO."
Charlatan [to Deo]: I do not like her, young master Deo. She is insulting.
Deo says, "Look you want 'sanctuary' stop calling my gf a wench"
Deo takes a hit from his cigarette.
Deo tosses away a butt.
Torn says, "FUCK YOU I SAW THAT"
Torn says, "I'm territorial. YOU'RE HERE, YOU'RE DEALING WITH IT."
Torn says, "But, you can always LEAVE."
Charlatan [to Deo]: I would gladly stop calling her a wench if her words were not so full of bile.
Torn says, "Then you won't be hearing anything."
Torn says, "FUCK YOU."
Torn says, "WEASEL."
You sit on the floor.
Deo says, "This is her apartment not hers you yourself should know to respect someone in their domain"
Torn says, "You fucking WoW dweeb."
Deo says, "*your"
C
harlatan curls up into a ball and falls fast asleep.
You feel completely relaxed; every bit of stress has drained out of you.
Torn says, "OHHHHH. ASSHOLE."
Torn pushes you.
Torn says, "GET OUT"
[ DND ]: Charlatan says, "i am pretending to be asleep now and his girlfriend is raging like a mad woman"
Ugh.  All that bile splattered all over you is starting to feel...strange.  Your skin feels cold.
Charlatan stirs awake, sitting up.
You stand up from the floor.
Charlatan says, "Please do not interrupt my sleep, or I shan't be able to use magical devices properly."
Torn pushes you.
Charlatan says, "If it's pushing you seek, ye shall find it."
Charlatan opens the door to the hallway.
Charlatan puts away his shiver sword.
Charlatan lunges at Torn!
Charlatan grabs Torn and pins her arms behind her back.
Torn says, "I'll disturb whoever the fuck I want."
Charlatan shoves Torn to the door to the hallway.
Charlatan lets go of Torn.
Torn goes stumbling to the door to the hallway.
Charlatan closes the door to the hallway.
You sigh.
You sit on the floor.
The door to the hallway swings open.
Charlatan closes the door to the hallway.
The door to the hallway swings open.
Torn arrives from the door to the hallway.
Torn says, "YOU DIDNT LOCK ME OUT DIPSHIT"
Torn says, "MY FUCKING APARTMENT"
Torn asks, "RING ANY BELLS?"
Charlatan says, "Of course not, I can't lock your doors."
Torn says, "Don't you ever do that again."
Torn says, "EVER"
Charlatan lunges at Torn!
The door to the hallway swings shut.
Charlatan grabs Torn and pins her arms behind her back.
Charlatan opens the door to the hallway.
Charlatan shoves Torn to the door to the hallway.
Charlatan lets go of Torn.
Torn goes stumbling to the door to the hallway.
Charlatan closes the door to the hallway.
The door to the hallway swings open.
Torn arrives from the door to the hallway.
Torn says, "FUCK YOU."
Charlatan licks the tears from your face.
Deo exclaims, "STOP THAT OR IM GETTING THE COPS!"
Torn says, "GO DIE."
Charlatan exclaims, "Delicious!"
Torn spits at you.
Torn exclaims, "I'm not fucking crying!"
Charlatan lunges at Torn!
Charlatan grabs Torn and pins her arms behind her back.
Charlatan lets go of Torn.
Charlatan slaps his dick against Torn's face, then slides between her lips.
Deo lunges at Charlatan!
Charlatan moves aside and deftly kicks Deo in the crotch!
The door to the hallway swings shut.
Torn says, "HUGJL"
Charlatan slides his cock around on Torn's face.
Charlatan nods in approval.
Charlatan cautiously humps at Torn's face, mechanically thrusting in and out, then pulls out.  You're not sure how much Charlatan really enjoyed that.
Deo lunges at Charlatan!
Charlatan moves aside and sends Deo sprawling.
Deo says, "GET THE FUCK OUT OR IM CALLING THE COPS"
Torn says, "You fucking RAPIST."
Torn pushes you.
Charlatan says, "Rape is not a crime in this city, miss."
Deo says, "ILL KILL YOU YOU SLIMY PIECE OF SHIT HOW DARE YOU COME IN HERE AND DISRESPECT ME AND MY GIRLFRIEND"
Torn says, "Yeah, IT IS."
Charlatan says, "Also, you loved it."
Torn says, "EW. DONT FLATTER YOURSELF."
Torn says, "YOURE CHODE WAS SICK."
Charlatan exclaims, "MISPELLING!"
Torn spits at you.
Torn says, "I dont CARE."
Deo opens the door to the hallway.
Torn spits at you.
Deo lunges at Charlatan!
Charlatan moves aside and sends Deo sprawling.
Deo attacks you!
You rush aggressively at Deo.
You stand up from the floor.
Charlatan flashes a deadly strike at Deo!
You stop fighting Deo.
Charlatan backs away from Deo, hands raised.
Deo throws a clumsy blow at Charlatan.
Deo backs away from Charlatan, hands raised.
Torn spits at you.
Torn says, "GO."
The door to the hallway swings shut.
Charlatan asks, "Do you have any food?"
Charlatan exclaims, "My, I'm famished!"
Torn exclaims, "NO!"
Torn pushes you.
Torn growls.
A SARS-infested concubine arrives from the door to the hallway.
You bow.
Charlatan [to the SARS-infested concubine]: Greetings, concubine!
SARS-infested concubine asks, "What seems to be the problem Deo?"
Torn says, "GET HIM OUT."
Charlatan [to the SARS-infested concubine]: I come to sell fine goods from the Eastern lands.
Torn points at you.
Deo says, "This man should not be in here Charlatan needs to leave"
Torn says, "NO HE'S A RAPIST"
From the door to the hallway, you hear a loud knock.
Charlatan [to the SARS-infested concubine]: They have made repeat threats on my person!
Charlatan opens the door to the hallway.
McBain arrives from the door to the hallway.
Torn says, "DONT ANSWER OUR DOORS"
McBain closes the door to the hallway.
Torn asks, "WHOS THIS?"
McBain asks, "We got a call there was a problem here?"
SARS-infested concubine says, "A cop."
Charlatan [to Torn]: Sorry, I was trying to be polite!
McBain [to Deo]: What's the situation?
You bow to McBain.
Torn spits at you.
Torn growls.
Deo [to McBain]: Charlatan is trespassin
McBain opens the door to the hallway.
McBain attacks you!
McBain heads through the door to the hallway.
McBain arrives from the door to the hallway.
Charlatan [to McBain]: Master McBain! I have heard rumors of your strength in the mead halls!

McBain attacks you!
You rush aggressively at McBain.
McBain calmly lines up his samaritan at Charlatan.
Charlatan throws a clumsy blow at McBain.
[C/M] McBain knocks Charlatan's punch aside.
[ Stopped attack. ]
[ -31 19/50 ]  So cold...  Your back!
[ -7 12/50 ]  OW!  Your back!
[M###C] Charlatan shudders; McBain's samaritan shot blasts a gaping hole through his back!
OUCH!  The pain makes you fumble your attack.
You wince and shrug off the shock.
Charlatan inhales sharply as his eyes roll back into his head.
[ queued 'door' ]
[ -17 17/500 ]  Shit.
Tendrils of thick black fog erupt from Charlatan's mouth like ghostly tentacles, swirling as they fill the room with darkness.
You grunt and strain under your heavy load.
You try to escape from McBain!
You head through the door to the hallway.
You head through the door to the hallway.
You got away!
_|_|_|_|||  Lobby (bradbury) 8:10am
_|_|`'_|||  The words 'faded grandeur' were coined for this place.  Seven
_|[]()<>||  stories of apartments surround a central atrium, each a wraparound
_|_|[]_|||  balcony with wrought iron railings.  A pair of elevators, broken
_|_|_|_|||  for years, rise on either side of the terraces.  What was once a
            lovely garden is now a packed-flat refuse dump choked with dead
 weeds.  Far overhead, a smashed out greenhouse roof does nothing to protect
 from the elements.  Morning light through the dusty windows bathes the room.
 A stained plaid sofa sits against the wall.  A stained plaid sofa sits against
 the wall.
 A sign over the door to the north reads 'Showers'.  A heavy steel door is set
 into the west wall.  A wide wrought iron staircase leads up to the first floor.
 A metal trapdoor is set in a corner of the floor.  It is covered in green
 crusty stains.
 There's an automat against one wall.  A security cam is mounted high on the
 wall.  A helpful electronic display is mounted on the wall ('read display').
There's an old chair on the floor.
Roy Poorman is standing here.
[ Exits:  north  east  south  west  < up  +down(trapdoor) ]
You empty your mind and let the mutation take over...
Charlatan's eyes roll back and his face contorts silently.

Afterwards:

[][][]      Apt 314 (helliday inn) 8:12am
[]//[]      Morning light through the dusty windows bathes the room.
[][]()

[ Exits:  +in(trophy room door)  +in(shower door)  +in(closet door)  out(door to the hallway) ]
The door to the hallway swings open.
The C3-50 attacks you!
A C3-50 arrives from the door to the hallway.
The C3-50 swings its shock baton at Charlatan in a brutal strike.
You carefully engage the C3-50, with regret for your pacifist principles.
Charlatan throws a clumsy blow at the C3-50.
The C3-50 attacks you!
A C3-50 arrives on the C3-50's heels.
Health   [ 12/50 ]
Thirst   [ 0/500 ]
Hunger   [ 134/500 ]
Stress   [ 45/500 ]
You're WANTED!
[BRDB]   [ 15/200 ]
[FCPD]   [ 10/200 ]

Prison time.

Then came the mails!

  257 on Charlatan (#297934)                    // Fri Jul  3 22:50:22 2009 CDT
                                                // From: Torn

  You, are a bastard. you know that? >:(. I swear to God if anyone terrorizes
    us like you did.....
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After telling her I would probably have left after 30 seconds if I didn't find the anger funny, I got this one:

  258 on Charlatan (#297934)                    // Fri Jul  3 22:52:12 2009 CDT
                                                // From: Torn

  We're poor. Hilariously insulting? Hilarious? Ha. Right. What state do you
    live in? We'll settle this guy to chick.
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When asked if she was serious:

  260 on Charlatan (#297934)                    // Fri Jul  3 22:56:49 2009 CDT
                                                // From: Torn

  Oh no, I'm serious. :). I don't like being fucked with. And you better not
    post that bullshit anywhere.
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Well, here we go.