Nagisa Quest First Scene

[02:04] <Denton> You were Midorikawa Nagisa, or Pretty Idol Beautiful Nagisa. You lived life with your head in outer space, daydreaming the weeks away, until the time you lost everything. Including your interest in things outside your own. You have made the wish to the incubator, a wish to rule the world, to make it yours, all of it. To do what with it? You didn't
[02:06] <Denton> know that yourself. You were gifted a revolver that shot out air bullets, which were deadly upon impact. Your sole power was a bag of holding, which held, as you found out through trial and error, everything imaginable. Your body was encased in armor, which had saved your life plenty of times.
[02:07] <Denton> But everything changed when you woke up in some bed with a bloody knife in your hand with someone's dead, stabbed to death body laying at the foot of it. He looked like he had tried to get away, but was cut down swiftly.
[02:08] <Denton> What do you do?
[02:08] <Mai_Ikari> Genuflect.
[02:10] <Udz> N-no one can know I did this. Shove the body in the bag, shove the knife in the bag, get out discreetly
[02:14] <Denton> You scooted out of bed, still holding the knife. You began to prop yourself onto one knee, genuflecting the corpse, but you stopped halfway in the act. Why would you show respect to some poor sap that got knifed? You straightened up and scanned the room for some sort of large, man sized bag. No one should know that Pretty Idol Beautiful Nagisa killed someone.
[02:17] <Denton> You found a bundle of bags laying on a table nearby. The table also held a lamp. You proceeded over to it, checking for sirens, or someone to show up, but neither happened. You grabbed a bag, flapped it open, and realized it was large. Maybe large enough to put the body into it.
[02:17] <Denton> You attempted just that, going head first with him, but the corpse only went in mid-thigh deep. Shit, you muttered, checking for any alarms again. Still safe. Now with this obstacle, what do you do?
[02:19] <Udz> No, it's- it's supposed to go in the bag of holding. Or do things only come out of it? Does it look like we're in a house, a hotel, or what?
01[02:20] <Mai_Ikari> Possibly the bag of holding is so full that you can only get stuff out, can't put it back in. Location question is important.
[02:23] <Denton> Feeling your paranoia ramp up, you scanned your environment. Really, where were you? Cheap ceiling and walls with cracks and holes marring them, the basics of any traveler: A bed, a tv, a table that held bags of trash and a chair to go with it, a closet of, if one assumed, clothes, and a bathroom. You also noted a window with no drapes. It looked dark outside.
[02:26] <Denton> You looked at the corpse again, then the knife, which was bloody, still fresh, and around yourself. Your mind was churning all this information in a pot of boiling thought. Meanwhile, what do you do next?
[02:28] <Mai_Ikari> Sounds like a cheap (literal) hole-in-the-wall hotel. Knife has fingerprints, dispose of it in a body of water a long distance from here, so wipe it off on the dead guy's shirt or something and hang on to it. But disposing of the body will be tricky, given the environment.
[02:28] <Udz> Well, you didn't answer the question about the bag of holding. Can we put new things in, or just take things out?
[02:29] <Mai_Ikari> Strangely related, I have too damn much experience with disposing of bodies in fiction.
[02:29] <Denton> Oh yeah. Well, from how it's specified, it only outputs, not takes in.
[02:29] <Israelhexen> Hm
[02:30] <Israelhexen> Well it doesn't look like we'll easily be able to get rid of the body
[02:30] <Israelhexen> can we pin this on someone else?
[02:31] <Udz> Okay. So, is there a bathroom, with a bathtub?
[02:31] <Denton> Yes. You are Nagisa, and you are living life. Life has no rules or barriers.
[02:31] <Israelhexen> I was asking my fellow players. Trying to offer ideas, you know?
[02:32] <Mai_Ikari> We've got a Bag of Many Things. At the worst, we pull some high-grade incindiaries out of the bag, put the body in the bathtub/shower, and leave no useful remains. Or hotel.
[02:32] <Israelhexen> Wait
[02:32] <Israelhexen> before that
[02:32] <Israelhexen> make sure we burn off the fingertips and pull out the teeth
[02:32] <Israelhexen> have to make sure
[02:32] <Mai_Ikari> If you have to worry about that, you're not talking the grade of incindiaries I'm talking.
[02:33] <Israelhexen> It's simpler to pull out the teeth and grind them down elsewhere
[02:33] <Israelhexen> Less risk of setting the whole place on fire, too
[02:35] <Mai_Ikari> What's out the back window, what's our location? Back alley below us? River? A nice view of the state penitentiary?
[02:36] <Udz> After cleaning the knife, and safely stowing it in our inventory, dump the body in the tub, pull the teeth, and fill the tub with flesh dissolving acid. If we can pull anything from the bag, I don't see why we can't pull that out
[02:36] <Udz> We don't need to entirely destroy the body, just do enough to not link it to us, in the hopes that there aren't other records that could.
[02:37] <Israelhexen> ^
01[02:37] <Mai_Ikari> If we're in a hotel, we probably paid for it, which gives at minimum a name and a face to the hotel manager.
01[02:38] <Mai_Ikari> "We went in and found the barely-identifiable remains of a body in her bathtub" isn't really going to improve our murder investigation.
[02:38] <Israelhexen> The bag ocntains 'everything imaginable', correct?
[02:38] <Denton> You focused in on the bathroom. What did it look like? You jaunted on over, turning the light on. A single bulb came to life, showing you the bathroom. Only a shower stall with a toilet and a tiny rectangular mirror over a sink. Really, your suspicions were confirmed, it was a flea bag. You looked over your shoulder over at the window.
[02:38] <Denton> [Correct]
[02:39] <Israelhexen> After getting rid of the body, we could just get an amnesia-causing solution and dose the manager.
[02:41] <Mai_Ikari> If the bag functions directly off our imagination, then yeah, some sort of aerosol amnesia can would be a much cleaner solution to our problems.
[02:41] <Udz> Hm, yeah
[02:41] <Denton> {As it's worded, it is powered by our imagination and it contains everything we could imagine. It only outputs.]
[02:41] <Israelhexen> That is about the most broken power ever. Bueno.
[02:42] <Udz> Then we combine tailored amnesia with being highly suggestable. The MIB neuralyzer, basically.
[02:43] <Israelhexen> Slippery slope, here we go!
[02:43] <Israelhexen> wheee~
[02:43] <Mai_Ikari> Then as worded, we have been failing to think with portals, so to speak. Pull a bag out of the bag. This bag should be somewhat larger than the corpse, airtight when sealed, and immune to any acid.
[02:43] <Mai_Ikari> Place body in bag, pour entire-human-body-dissolving acid into the bag.
[02:44] <Denton> You went over to the window and tried prying it open. You couldn't open it, so you forced the thing open, using your magically enhanced strength. It submitted, but it won't ever work right again. Cold wind rushed in and you popped your head out. Five stories up, you could see a run down urban development going to hell in a handbasket. It made Hell's Kitchen
[02:45] <Denton> Look downright high class. You scanned the sky, saw stars, the half waning moon, and lots of black. It was night, and the night was young. You brought yourself back into your room shared by a corpse. Now what should you do?
[02:45] <Mai_Ikari> Then pour magic turns-acid-to-water juice into the bag, pour bag contents down the bathtub drain, roll up and stow the bag until we can dispose of it (and the knife) in the river or a dumpster. Amnesia the manager for good measure.
[02:45] <Mai_Ikari> We were never there, and the body never existed.
[02:45] <Udz> Sounds like setting the place ablaze would be doing the city a favor...
[02:46] <Israelhexen> I support Mai's plan
[02:47] <Udz> But yes, I'll stick with the body via magical acid bag as laid out by Mai
[02:47] <Israelhexen> But first
[02:47] <Israelhexen> loot the body
[02:47] <Mai_Ikari> Our location will mean that few if anyone will care about Corpse-sama's disappearance, so there shouldn't be any lasting consequences.
[02:48] <Israelhexen> Wait, no, we don't need to loot the body, we don't even need money ever. And if we did we could just pull that out of the bag.
[02:44] <Denton> You went over to the window and tried prying it open. You couldn't open it, so you forced the thing open, using your magically enhanced strength. It submitted, but it won't ever work right again. Cold wind rushed in and you popped your head out. Five stories up, you could see a run down urban development going to hell in a handbasket. It made Hell's Kitchen
[02:45] <Denton> Look downright high class. You scanned the sky, saw stars, the half waning moon, and lots of black. It was night, and the night was young. You brought yourself back into your room shared by a corpse. Now what should you do?
[02:45] <Mai_Ikari> Then pour magic turns-acid-to-water juice into the bag, pour bag contents down the bathtub drain, roll up and stow the bag until we can dispose of it (and the knife) in the river or a dumpster. Amnesia the manager for good measure.
[02:45] <Mai_Ikari> We were never there, and the body never existed.
[02:45] <Udz> Sounds like setting the place ablaze would be doing the city a favor...
[02:46] <Israelhexen> I support Mai's plan
[02:47] <Udz> But yes, I'll stick with the body via magical acid bag as laid out by Mai
[02:47] <Israelhexen> But first
[02:47] <Israelhexen> loot the body
[02:47] <Mai_Ikari> Our location will mean that few if anyone will care about Corpse-sama's disappearance, so there shouldn't be any lasting consequences.
[02:48] <Israelhexen> Wait, no, we don't need to loot the body, we don't even need money ever. And if we did we could just pull that out of the bag.
[02:49] <Denton> You needed clues. This wasn't normal, someone had their eyes set on you and you were blind as a bat. Your life was threatened! You needed to rise up to that threat and show them whose boss. You laughed slightly. You wanted to rule the world, after all! Make it all yours, and some piss ant was nipping your budding aspiration. You laid the knife on the ground
[02:49] <Israelhexen> Though knowing who it was might ne good.
[02:49] <Udz> Actually, how is he dressed?
[02:49] <Israelhexen> Be, even.
[02:50] <Mai_Ikari> Checking him for a wallet, at least, would be a good idea before disposing of the body in previously-described methods.
[02:50] <Udz> http://www.batoto.net/read/_/127413/gate-thus-the-jsdf-fought-there_v1_ch9_by_ak-scanlations/28 Oh god. The dude's face in the third panel. Too funny
[02:52] <Denton> and pulled him off the bed, laying him out. He had a horror stricken face, mouth open in endless screaming. Gaunt face, five o clock shadow, brown hair. You would know what his eyes were if he had any. He was dressed as a business man that ran into bad luck, and regretted it for an entire happy hour. You patted him down, searched his pockets, did all but
[03:01] <Denton> searched his body cavities. He had a wallet, well worn, thinning, frayed at the edges. You opened his wallet up only to find a few twenties, and a photo ID. You hurriedly scanned the ID for any important tidbits and learn that this man was a Smith Weston, and he was 39 years old. His sex was male, obviously, and his eyes were grey.
[03:03] <Denton> His address was 308 Aspen Rd inside Black City. You knew of that place. Another low class residential zone, but a helluva lot better than this place. Do you take the sixty dollars?
[03:05] <Udz> We may, MAY, have murdered this guy, but we're not a thief. Pocket the ID, leave the wallet on the bed, then get on with disposing of the body.
[03:06] <Mai_Ikari> We have a bag of infinite dollars (but we need to be careful to always specify non-sequential bills dated a few years ago when pulling money out, lest we look like bank robbers), and petty theivery is below the future ruler of the world.
[03:08] <Mai_Ikari> And yeah, pocket the ID, never know when that might come in handy.
[03:09] <Denton> As the future ruler of this world, you wouldn't descend from your throne and stuff your hand into some commoner's pocket. You weren't a thief, and on top of that, you had your bag of imaginary outputting. With that you didn't need taxes. You pocketed the id into your inventory, and reached below your breastplate to pull the only magic you possessed.
[03:11] <Denton> Your purse of resourcefulness. Burgundy in color, it looked like a coin purse, big enough to only allow your hand in. You opened it. Ultimate noir filled your bag. Thinking about a slightly larger than a man sized bag that was immune to acid and airtight when sealed, you reached into it. Your hand dangled in nothingness, groping, until the bag slipped into
[03:13] <Denton> your grasp. You held it in your grasp, and pulled it out. Your bag came out, just as you imagined it. You place the purse back under your breastplate and got to work getting poor Smith Weston into it. His entirety in the bag, you grabbed your purse and opened it so the entrance faced the bag. You thought about acid that would turn to water as it cooled super
[03:15] <Denton> quickly. You dug around inside to clear the way, and the acid came out like a waterfall. It filled the bag a goodly amount before you closed the purse and bag up. You tied it off, and waited a few moments. You listened to the air, heard coughing, someone knocking on another door, but otherwise all quiet. Were the cops going in quiet? You had to be going. You
[03:18] <Denton> shook the bag up violently, then ran to the bathroom, reopening it up to pour the wretched remains of a business man. Liquified man slopped out, and went down the shower drain. You shook the bag again to make sure all of Smith Weston got out before going for the knife and stowing it inside. You closed it off, stashing it into your inventory.
[03:18] <Denton> Now, how to escape?
[03:20] <IsraelMobile> We need to find the manager and fix his memory before we leave this place.
[03:20] <Udz> Pull a wire-camera-thing from the bag that we can stick under the door to see what's happening in the hallway.
[03:21] <Mai_Ikari> Reach into bag, pull out glases / headpiece / whathaveyou that work like Batman's Detective Mode from Arkham City.
[03:21] <IsraelMobile> Obtain cloaking device from bag, sneak out into the hallway, and start looking
[03:22] <Udz> I like Mai's, actually. We need to find out what we can without opening the door first.
[03:23] <Mai_Ikari> Yeah, opening the door is gonna result in flashbangs and tear gas if our paranoia is sufficiently justified.
[03:24] <IsraelMobile> True.
[03:24] <Mai_Ikari> At which point it's too late to go out the window with said cloaking device.
[03:24] <Udz> A camera/scope with a fiber optic lens/whatever is what I wanted to say. Like this thing http://www.amazon.com/ProVision-PV100-Flexible-Fiberoptic-Scope/dp/B00002255Q
[03:25] <IsraelMobile> yfw magic bag is now utility belt
[03:25] <Udz> Totes
[03:25] <Denton> You still had one thing to do: Stir up the motel's manager's memory. You were the cook and he was the batter; it was only natural for him to forget. You a pair of x-ray glasses before pulling them out of your purse. They... looked exactly like 3D glasses but had spirals on the lenses. Heh, so much for imagination. You perched them onto your nose and saw
[03:27] <Denton> a blue print of the structure. Blue for empty space, white for the outline of objects. You saw past the door and out into the hallway. Nothing. You looked side to side. Left was a fat man waddling around in his room. Nothing in hallway. Right was... stairs. An end unit, evidently. You scanned everywhere, and saw nothing unusual. N-not that you traveled here
[03:29] <Denton> much, mind you. You were about to take them off but you stopped. You had looked down for an instance, and saw something interesting. You focused in, and saw eight heavily geared up men walking single file through what looked like the lobby. You also swore the manager, or someone working here, had pointed them to the stairs.
[03:30] <Denton> Life was grand, and it got grander by the moment. Looked like the plan had changed, maybe, you still had a few minutes of relative silence, since they were worried about losing men. What do you do? Alter your plans? Go invisible and slip out?
[03:30] <Mai_Ikari> Grab belongings, possibly start fire, cloak up, out the window. Double points for antigravity cloak.
[03:32] <IsraelMobile> Pour blood-dissolving nanites on the sheets before we go, then GTFO.
[03:32] <Udz> I'd say go up to the roof, rather than out the window. Also, close the window.
[03:33] <Udz> Actually, never mind about closing the window. It being open leaves more options for them to consider
[03:33] <IsraelMobile> SWAT team comes in: no body, no blood, no signs of struggle.
[03:34] <Mai_Ikari> That'll look great on their report, and hopefully slow down any further pursuit. Still, means we're too late to erase our face, have to assume we're wanted from here on out.
[03:35] <IsraelMobile> Heh
[03:35] <IsraelMobile> See
[03:35] <IsraelMobile> All they have is that guy's word
[03:36] <IsraelMobile> No evidence whatsoever
[03:36] <Mai_Ikari> So yeah, any sort of blood-removing aerosol / liquid / nanotech on the apartment's new paintjob, then since we've got a few minutes, head out the door and for the roof.
[03:36] <Udz> We may be wanted by cops anyway, on suspicions of vigilantism.
[03:37] <IsraelMobile> Now, this is assuming they're operating within the bounds ofthe law
[03:38] <IsraelMobile> Which is not certain
[03:38] <Udz> Indeed
[03:38] <Mai_Ikari> Worst case scenario, they're a black-ops anti-meguca force. But we should be dead already if they were, given the power scale they'd have to deal with on a regular basis.
[03:38] <IsraelMobile> Hell, these guys may not even be SWAT
[03:39] <Mai_Ikari> So it's a fairly safe assumption they're SWAT or a couple levels of Secret higher than that.
[03:42] <Denton> Brain's not cooperating with me now. ._.
[03:42] <Mai_Ikari> Noooooo, writer's block D:
[03:43] <Denton> Apologies but
[03:43] <Denton> http://i.imgur.com/0nnJI.jpg