Tiffany Korta

You know option A & C would make for good parallel threads with one group trying to negotiate a peace whilst the other stop people from within tearing the fragile peace apart. Not sure if any of characters would help, unless they need a good lawyer... :)

“Of cause Beyond Good and Evil. I’m sure you believe in red of tooth and claw as well.†As she spoke Lucy carefully picked out a suitably sized stone and sent it flying, knocking the mugger on the side of his head. “They was talk about eugenics back in my day. I was never a fan of it myself, I heard of lions tending there blind pack mates and other such things. And there this idea of what it called… Chaos Theory? That you can never predict the outcome of events, after all if I might humbly suggest your most successful child was a complete accident. Besides…†she gave a wicked grin “If you let the weak survive it makes them easier to control, less of the strong. Isn’t that an advantage to strive for?â€

k, I'll put a post in finishing it all up, unless anybody has anything to add. But for now here's the first follow on. IC and OOC

OOC for this. Right the first few bit and pieces you need to know. Considering the time you've had the Ansible you've had enough time to do some research. The device isn't Grue or Lor or any of the major interstellar species, it's a large dome like structure about the size of a laptop with black glass like finish and the obligatory flashing lights. The device is pared to a similar device via Quantum entanglement which means it can't be hacked without breaking the link with it's fellow. The ship is hidden by a Perception filter and you'll only be able to see it once you're in the room with the Ansible.

As she left the elevator to the Laboratories she made a note that the sky had darkened, maybe there would be a thunderstorm after all. The Scientist attention however wasn’t on the device but instead the view from the window. “Mrs Hawthorn I really think you should see this.†Hanging in the sky was a large starship which, to judge by the peoples reaction below, was somehow invisible except to them. “Yes that is interesting I think I have a few calls to make.â€

Roseus Corporation Headquarters, Freedom City, 22nd May 2012 Nikki was in a good mode as it was, despite the weather report this part of the city was clear and cloud free, and her own personal ward seemed to be masking her presence allowing her to travel outside more often. And to top it all the device had suddenly activated. They had discovered the device at the offices of Farel BioTech, the only remaining artifact from there alien allies. Any other traces of the aliens had disappeared of the, literal, face of the Earth. She had some of best scientist and technician work on the artifact, and had even made discrete inquiries to other Hi-Tech companies, but no one could figure out how to make the item work. Most agreed that it some kind of Interstellar communication device, an Ansible if you will, but they couldn’t begin to fathom how to make it work. But today it had suddenly sprung to life receiving a signal from an unknown source.

Currently the Grue Ambassador Li’inx was explaining just this situation to the leader of this world Nes-63 a massive elder of the Tine, the size of a Greyhound Bus. “Might Nes-63 we the Grue wish to help you against the Lor aggressors. But you must show us a sign of faith, to build a trust between us two great people.†The Tine was thoughtful for a moment it tentacles undulating as it considered its options. Final it spoke in a booming voice. “One of my spawn, Nes-456, was on this disputed planet, this Earth. There he discovered one of your own people, a Rogue Grue.†Li’inx face could not hide his disgust at such a thing “Maybe it we bought this creature to you…â€

Soo-Tine VII, 7 Solar Days Ago… Physically Soo-Tine VII could not be described as a small world it was a large gas giant, brown from it strange Bromine atmosphere. Neither could the Tine, the massive Squid like creatures that “swam†in the bromine skies. On an interstellar scale however they were tiny, dwarfed by the mighty Lor Republic and Grue Unity. Both interstellar nations were currently showing an interest in the Tine, the Lor for their violation of a “Protectorate†planet. The Grue had a more insidious reasons, the Tine were masters of genetic engineering and not a single drone, unlike the Grue themselves, had ever gone rogue. This the Meta-Mind decreed that they must have, so for now the Grue fleet was protecting the Tine holding a similar Lor fleet at bay.

Yeah sound good and the whole continuous sound handy . And I'm happy to keep it all as fluff and all.

k, And we are up IC is here, OOC is here.

OOC for this Right by My Side

Sat in the tiniest of dressing room Agnes was trying had to keep calm. Since her return to the pop scene this was probably her biggest break, yes it was the equivalent to local telly but it could be enough to bring her to public attention. Plus it was the first time she would be seen since she had been stuck in her hero form, she was trying to hide the fact that she was now permanently six foot tall with heels, but someone was sure to notice. She had decided to perform her newest song in a jazz style with an all local band of some of the best musician she could find, and a wonderful slinky sequined black dress. What could possibly go wrong?

Onika Studio's, Monday 21nd May 2012 It was a small studio, but one with big dreams. At the moment they were creating content for the local market. And they were having some measure of success, especially with their new game show Box O Money. It main gimmick was a massive Perspex box filled with cash; they claimed a billion dollars, which would count out each winners money. So proud were they of this success they would proudly proclaim this to all there visitors and show the box to all the visiting audiences. Now they were try to pilot a chat and variety show using a local radio personality with a variety of local and acts from outside known for their local connection.

In that case he probably meant Eighteen sixty three . Another HP and another illusion effect this time to dress appropriate.

“Great our cultist is a South will rise again freak, still I bet he was freaked that one of our kind kicked his arse.†Whilst some of past lives she had done some questionable thing a hundred year ago she was campaigning with the abolitionists and right now she was marching with the Suffragettes. Actually right now there were two of her she could remember exactly what she was doing right now… And what she was wearing… “Well this clobber isn’t going to help us right now.†She concentrated, this was more complicated than a simple book, and light began to flow around her and Subito’s body. From memory, her other memory, she drew on designs of working class clothes of a couple of years ago to cloth them in something a little more suitable for the time. She also took the time to drop her height down to her normal 5’5â€. A 6’ woman would attract attention at any time. “there that should do. Okay Semus show us where this idiot went.â€

Lucy suppressed a wince at the memory the Gravestone bought back for her. A few second was all it took, but she was sure that he noticed. “My family were sentimental like that.†She put a note of sarcasm in her voice but the sentiment was genuine “It was a family plot and it was one of the last before the graveyard closed. As far as I know the plot is empty…†She pushed the wheelchair along in silence for a few moments. “Are you not afraid of the spirit that is meant to haunt the cemetery? It’s said it punishes wrong doers. Or are you a bastion of purity?†despite herself she couldn’t help but smile.

The slightly nervous woman seemed to have evaporated at the two hero assurances, replaced by the more confident business woman of before. “Of cause all of my company resources are at your disposal. I’m happy to share everything we find, or turn it over to a third party if you wish. But I’m going to need some way of contacting you.†She held her hand out to stop any arguments “I know you have secret identities and all to protect. We’re actually looking at setting up a mobile company I’m sure I can find some suitable phone that only the three of us can use…â€

I have players, I have a plot, I even have a baddie! Expect something in the next couple of days.

K, I figure a post or two then we can call it a day, but... I'd like, if you're willing, to spin off two threads to resolve the set-up done here. The first is to do with Nes and his plan, the second I like to call Starlight & Synth go to (a) Hell. I've been stalling a little whilst I try to figure out plots for the two, the Hell part still a work in progress, but I have an idea for the other (it involves a trip into Spaaaccceee). Let me know what you think.

History Roll, 1d20+4=18. About right considering.

Agnes rolled her eyes as she dialed down her aura to just a faint glow. “Not this again, look we’re just like you. And if that doesn’t work think of us as a booze induced illusion. Just an undigested bit of Guinness...†She crouched down and offered Seamus a hand. “Anyhow a Snape should stand tall and proud not grovelling in the mud like some Muggle.†She stopped herself from laughing and instead gave a encouraging smile. “Oh well let start with the basics. What year is it?†she turned to Subito “I’ve always wanted to say that.â€

Without missing a beat Lucy stood up and took her place behind the chair. “Lucy will do fine, after all we’re almost family.†She leaned towards his ear and gave a stage whisper “In my few short months in the 21st century I’ve learned never to jump to conclusions. And I would never dream of underestimating you.†The sentiment was sincere. She began to push the wheelchair up to the sidewalk with hardly any effort, after all she could lift car without effort. She doubted that the occupant would be quite so simple. Out of habit she put on her sunglasses to hide her cold dead eyes. “I normally come up here to talk to the Reverend up to the church and tend my Grave at the cemetery. But that might not be appropriate, let’s just see where the spirit takes us.â€

Blodeuwedd Diamond in the Rough First and Final Voyage Instant Action: Just Add Ninjas! y Dderwen Reputation Revenant Meeting the Master Summoning Shenanigans The Sins We All Share Third Time Sucky You're a Wizard, Harry Young Britannia Right by My Side Slave to Time We are such stuff (News) GMing Double Pink Starlights were meant to fly Points to YB first then any remaining to Blodeuwedd.

Totally unprepared Cerys panicked as she was lifted up by the unseen assailant. He then preceded to frog march her towards the crowd of people Whilst Cerys wasn’t exactly on form she was still well trained with habits that automatically kicked in. Three of them looked like straight up jocks, they wore those jackets that were popular among there kind, they were sports men not fighters and shouldn’t be too much trouble. The other three were more problematic they looked like gangsters and were probably armed if it came down to a fight they would be the trouble. “Well look what I’ve found.†With that all eyes turned to her. She knew what she said next would determine what happened next. The problem was she had nothing to say.

Without being asked she perched herself on one of the chair scattering the room, which was probably a antique. “I’m not one to keep score or anything but I seem to have out smarted both of your other efforts, I believe I’ve earned the right to be addressed by my real name. I’d asked your but I sure you wouldn’t tell me, what with names having power and everything.†She looked thoughtful for a few seconds before answering his question. “I feel a hunger for knowledge but that can wait after all we have quite some time for answers. How about a nice walk in the fresh air first? The sunlight is lovely at this time of day.â€