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Arc 3 Post 23: Going for a Ride
Going for a Ride
25st of July 2006 A.D.
As you are considering what to do next Clippy, rings with a familiar and welcome ringtone. Ignoring the raised eyebrow from Lydia at the personalized touch you answer: "Hi Harry, do you have something for us on these Pathfinder people?"
"Not really," he sounds frustrated, almost angry with himself. "The Little Folk don't know anything except they are bad news, which I knew already from what you told me about them. I wasn't able to get in touch with any senior Wardens and all the people I did manage to contact knew was that they are active in Europe and the Council is not 'actively at war with them', from the way that was said I am guessing a lot of wizards might prefer that we be at war with them given what they get up to."
"Harvesting the nightmares of retirees for arcane components," you answer grimly. "That is what they were up to this time around. Listen, ask Bob if he knows what gossamer is and who might be harvesting it. I get the feeling it's not very commonplace even as far as weird cults go."
There is a pause as you hear Harry go down into the basement then Bob speaks up himself: "That sounds like Fomor, they would have the know-how and the crazy to harvest something like that. They started out as enemies of the fey, sometimes allies though there aren't many in Winter or Summer who will admit that now. The Fomori were the losers in a one battle too many, they backstabbed their way into no one trusting them so they started going downhill, cutting more deals, cutting more corners. Now they are shadows and twisted reflections of all that comes from the sea, banished giants and fallen gods too bitter to die, untied by a single common purpose."
"I'm guessing not their love of chocolate chip ice cream?" you interject.
Bob huffs a laugh. "Nah, revenge on the mortals that abandoned them, on the powers that replaced them, the sort of thing every bitter old spirit and hoary ancestor ghost wants, only they had the smarts to band together so they could cling on through the ages. There were stories that they even learned how to recruit human to their cause, though they don't stay human long."
"Yeah, we've met." You shake your head. Once the phone passes back to Harry you add: "Listen there's a lady in Chicago who knows more about this stuff. Maybe you could talk to her. She goes by..." you trail off. "You don't have a computer."
"Should I?" Harry sounds confused.
"I'll get you a computer even if I have to build it myself," you proclaim before saying your goodbyes and ending the call.
Speaking of making stuff myself.... You take a long look around, up at the roller coaster, then all around, beyond the reach of Lydia's magic You don't see bent rebar and broken glass, rusted wiring and torn hoses moldering away, you see possibilities. "Well we are in an amusement park."
"No, you're not gonna...?" Lydia's shocked act would be a lot more convincing if it did not end in a giggle.
"Clippy I'm gonna need some simple submersible designs," you ask your assistant as you set out to look for materials
Lost 2 Essence -> Now at 10/12
As it happens there's a lot of stuff to be found By the light of Lydia's anima, by the whispers of the curious dead come to see what all the strangeness is about. A Flying Turns sled, one large enough that you could sit in your father's lap comfortably and there would be place left for Lydia, to serve as basis for the machine. Helium gas bottles from old air balloon kiosks. Windows from a burned down dance hall. Wiring from various places. As you look at the gathered scrap, and concentrate, multiple robotic manipulators spring into existence around you, ready to follow the design you based on what your faithful electronic minions found. The sled is covered in metal sheets, welded together, the gas bottles are renovated and made into both an air supply system and emergency thrust, a long length of hose and some plastic bottles becoming individual air supply channels in case of hull breach.
"I'm not saying this isn't very impressive Molly, but I'm pretty sure this is in breach of health and safety regulations," your dad says as he leverages one of the plates into place for the stream of green plasma that will weld it in place.
"Which regulations?" you quip back, affixing the thing by the simple repeated application of your fist to the still molten edges. One of the cooler things about your conjured tools is that they physically cannot hurt you, their fire does not burn you, the electricity does not shock you, you can literally hold a live wire in either hand and let the current pass through without harm.
"Yes," dad replies in his best deadpan voice.
About an hour had passed since you started and the sled is now covered in metal sheets, welded together, the gas bottles are renovated and made into both an air supply system and emergency thrust, a long length of hose and some plastic bottles becoming individual air supply channels in case of hull breach. Pieces of broken windows are heated, and then reformed into portholes. An old roller coaster engine is given new life and a serious tune up to drives the propellers, freshly made from a pair of old weather vanes through a series of newly cut gears. A complicated mechanical steering system takes shape from random pipes and chains. There was even time to add a pair of gas powered harpoon guns, fashioned from some pieces of rebar, guy-wire and yet another gas bottle take place at the front.
"So... what color do you think we should make it?"
In response dad starts humming a certain melody.
And that is how the Yellow Submarine comes to stand on the pier by lake Erie ready to plumb its depths looking for monsters hidden in the depths, though before you can push it into the water you hear upon the errant wind the rumble of a boat's engines. Peering in that direction you can just make out a trio of boats by the same buoy Clarence had pointed out.
Fortunately binoculars are a a kind of tool. Through them you can see diving gear strewn on decks and among the twenty or so people... a familiar face. "Looks like the Red Court had the same idea we had."
What do you do?
[] Let the vampires go first, you will clean up the winner afterwards
[] Try to get the vampires to back up, you do not want them getting their claws on whatever down there
[] Attempt commandeer the aid of the Red Court in this matter
[] Write in
OOC: Remember Demonic Primacy of Essence and Exalted Social stats apply, what would be entirely unthinkable for say Harry in terms of getting the vampires to do what he wants is merely difficult for Molly
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Rolls
Harry Investigation, sadly a dud because he was asking for obscure information and is not that well liked by the old wizards who would know the most on the matter
Bob on gossamer, jackpot
Making of the Yellow Submarine
Spotting the vampires, only one success needed, once you spot them boats are not that stealthy
Harry Investigation, sadly a dud because he was asking for obscure information and is not that well liked by the old wizards who would know the most on the matter
Bob on gossamer, jackpot
Making of the Yellow Submarine
Spotting the vampires, only one success needed, once you spot them boats are not that stealthy
Discounting 1s because it's a key ability you got 3 successes, which is a solid success an the absurdly difficult task Molly set herself.
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Does this mean "revenge"?
Yes, I do. fixed.
And we also had some help from ghosts, apparently. Still was difficulty 8. Yeah okay.
No bonus dice for Cyberdevils helping with design? Intelligence + Craft = 7 dice, excellency to 14, 2 dice for stunt (I assume) up to 16, base DC 9 (yeeks), -1 for ghosts helping getting it down to 8. So, by my calculations, no effect from cyberdevils looking up designs. I am guessing they didn't find anything?
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For what it is worth, that's as hard as it gets, IIRC, according to vehicle construction and maintenance rules from M20. Bigger and more complicated stuff requires more sux, but difficulty never gets above 9.
That said, two dots of Fortune + BSM and we would've been rolling entirely sane DC 6, here. Probably would've managed far before rampires arrival.
That said, the fact that we actually succeed in constructing this thing is pretty funny. What next, an air superiority jet?
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They shortened the duration by providing you a basis to work form, but there were no designs for the specifications you needed and the materials you were using so they could not provide a roll bonus on top of what.
A cartel sub of our very own. Beautiful.
It's too bad we have to abandon it afterwards. Just imagine the look on Harry's face if we popped up next to the water beetle in a submarine made of decaying amusement park scrap, fueled by hellfire and the well wishes of dead carnies.
It's too bad we have to abandon it afterwards. Just imagine the look on Harry's face if we popped up next to the water beetle in a submarine made of decaying amusement park scrap, fueled by hellfire and the well wishes of dead carnies.
He'll just have to be happy with a demon computer we'll make for him.A cartel sub of our very own. Beautiful.
It's too bad we have to abandon it afterwards. Just imagine the look on Harry's face if we popped up next to the water beetle in a submarine made of decaying amusement park scrap, fueled by hellfire and the well wishes of dead carnies.
...And maybe, a heating system. IIRC his apartment is pretty cold and got no warm water. Given that is literally five minutes of work for Molly now, we prolly should fix that.
I mean, yeah, this looks kinda ridiculous when you stop to think of it. Very shortly (as in before autumn) we are likely to be capable of making true wonders. I'm kinda interested in what kind of computer Molly would be able to make for Harry that his techbane wouldn't (completely) break. Vacuum tubes maybe? I mean, he's not likely to accept demon-possesed gifts.
in principle, if we were wiling to commit about a week (probably) we could sail it through Lake St. Clair, up St. Clair river to lake Huron, and finally down to lake Michigan. We might violate Canadian border a bit, I think.A cartel sub of our very own. Beautiful.
It's too bad we have to abandon it afterwards. Just imagine the look on Harry's face if we popped up next to the water beetle in a submarine made of decaying amusement park scrap, fueled by hellfire and the well wishes of dead carnies.
Or we could rent a trailer and tow it home.
Or we could (maybe) use an HMP on it and start a new urban legend (or command it to sail home).
On the subject of the vote - either command their help, or warn them away. Utility and reputation against operational security. Not sure what's better yet.
He is already OK with HMP stuff. He'll accept demontech as long as Molly accepts it.
On the other hand, how mischievous of an entity would you want in charge of your hot water? Harry might actually be more comfortable cold.
Devil submarine sounds like the good kind of bad idea, so we should go for that.
I disagree on the reds though. Those guys are basically the Dresden Files version of Drow for all the backstabbing they do. If they know we're around there's good odds they pull something on us. Better to slip in after them and make sure no one from either side make it out.
Little baby devils we summon are perfectly super-loyal. We, uh, kind of rescue them from worse-than-death lifestyle every time we use that charm.
We tell them not to mess with Harry, they won't.
Assuming none escape, this loses us an opportunity to interrogate cultists.
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I have to wonder how Lash would feel about this, and how introduction of a multiple demonic non-hostile entities to his household would affect Harry's view of Lash.
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They're loyal to the limits of their nature. They won't break our orders, but they will look for some sort of entertainment.
Can't Lydia interrogate them?
Even if she can't we can use the crown to ask for everything a particular individual knew about their organization and get much the same effect.
While I normally advocate for using the crown often, I think in this case we want to interrogate them normally (well, with all the buffs we have), and then use the crown as a follow-up.