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Overlady: Attack of the Minions (Thread II)

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MinorGryph said:
My point was that with all the starting advantages Louise had, due to lack of experience she still screwed up enough to need multiple rezzes by blues. Henrietta is starting by tackling a harder target with less support and a haphazard plan. This does not bode well for her survival.
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The fuck are you on about? When did she ever die?
 
bdun140 said:
The fuck are you on about? When did she ever die?
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Against the Bloody Duke for sure, not sure if other times were just severe injures or actual rezzes.
EarthScorpion said:
"Don't move, overlady," she heard, over the fog of the pain. "Maxy, get the arms!" She would have shouted something at the minion who said something so utterly stupid, but she was in rather too much pain for such things and her breath just didn't seem to want to obey her. Ha. Ha ha ha. Clearly... clearly she should shout at it. Shout at her breath.

Ha. God, it hurt so much.

"Let go! What I ever do to you?"

"Fettid, got the knife? Good? That very stupid question, Bob. You gotta know I not forgive. And you too annoying to forget. On count of 'Cut', do it Fettid! One, two, five..."

"Three."

"... shuddit, Maxy, I very distracted right now. Three, cut!"

It was like soothing balm in her veins. It was not like the healing sensation of water magic; it felt better than that. It wasn't cold and didn't make her feel slightly sick. No, it felt like... living. Louise refocused her eyes and gasped, her breath coming cleanly and pain-free. Before her stood a cluster of shamelessly gore-covered minions and the slowly disintegrating corpse of another, dissolving into a pool of sticky black slime.

"What did you do?" she breathed, eyes wide.

"We explain later," Maxy said casually. "Vampy grampy biggest problem right now."
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MinorGryph said:
I thought she was crashing the ship so she could steal it and get herself + zombie horde to Albion while Louise was out with the other windship.
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If that was the case, she wouldn't want to crash it (ship + fall + ground = no ship), and she wouldn't need to specify "Council-owned". It's pretty clear she just wants to destroy valuable Council property by sneaking undead saboteurs on-board.

Though if she suppressed her sense of the dramatic and thought it through, she'd realise it would be simpler to take the vampire route and get her undead minions brought on board as cargo. No need to move or breathe, after all.

MinorGryph said:
Henrietta has demonstrated zero ability for long-range control over her undead.
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Which is, in fact, exactly the problem she details in this chapter.
 
Revlid said:
If that was the case, she wouldn't want to crash it (ship + fall + ground = no ship), and she wouldn't need to specify "Council-owned". It's pretty clear she just wants to destroy valuable Council property by sneaking undead saboteurs on-board.

Though if she suppressed her sense of the dramatic and thought it through, she'd realise it would be simpler to take the vampire route and get her undead minions brought on board as cargo. No need to move or breathe, after all.

Which is, in fact, exactly the problem she details in this chapter.
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TBH I don't really see how kicking the Council like this helps her goal of stealing Wales corpse.
 
EarthScorpion said:
I set them on fire and burned them to ash. Duh.

Oh wait, you didn't take the upgrade to let you burn enemies to ash and the one which stops most of them healing from burns (unless they have high level healing effects that can overcome it). Gosh. Looks like there's a reason for taking all those Magic upgrades.
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Truly a spacebattler's response to the problem. Fire doesn't kill them? Then you aren't using enough fire.
 
EarthScorpion said:

She had found herself talking to Pallas a lot, especially during the daytime when the other kind of Catt she could talk to was asleep. It was sad to say, but she got more intelligent conversation from a cat than she did from either her sister's maids or from minions. Pallas didn't constantly say things like "It's not my place to think about that, milady overlady", or "I dunno, milady overlady", or "Argh argh argh milady overlady are using too many words what are long and hard to think about, what did I do right, this are a form of torture".
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I liked this-- the "other Catt" reference.

"What I are wondering," Maxy said thoughtfully, waving a burning torch around for light, "is if they was mwhahaha evil monks who do stabbing of people on stone tables, or if they was the kind who go 'Stop right there, I are going to stop you!'." Casually pilfering one of the corpses, he pulled off a necklace. "I are thinking this one was actually a nun," he added. "That are meaning they was probably the Good kind of monk. Evil nuns no are wearing robes made of so much cloth. They is wearing much less."
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Heh. A keen analysis of the situation.

"What were you doing here?" she whispered to them, slowly approaching one of the figures that hadn't yet been minioned. There were two of them, slumped up against a wall. "What killed you?"
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Hmm... the minoned here doesn't match the earlier minion'd. Might want to pick one and go with it. Though given that it's a made up verb, I suppose it doesn't matter too much. :)

But then again, she wasn't a good girl. Her mother had been very clear about that. She'd told her again and again that she was lustful and controlled by her vices and brought shame to her family and what-would-your-father-think. And being a good girl got you locked in a tower for something that wasn't your fault. Being a naughty girl got you power over life and death itself. So, really, there was no point in being a good girl. Being bad was much more useful.
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I do enjoy Henrietta.

Her metal-clad feet clanked on the rough stone. This area seemed familiar. The holes dug into the stone walls broke the architecture. In these tight quarters the undead monks could only attack along a narrow line, and so ran headlong into the minion. Sometimes she had to burn things up, but in all honest, she was fine with that. She was perfectly fine with-
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headlong into the minions? I assume there's more than one.

Blue and red fires warred in a great bonfire in the centre of the room. Raising her left hand, Louise considered the strange feelings emanating from the fires. There was the soft kitten-warmness of Evil, but something much more painful and cold. Probably Good, given it was the opposite feeling to the pleasant feelings of Evil. Kneeling around it in a circle were dead kneeling figures. Insofar as long as Louise could tell from the long-dead monks and nuns, their robes were more expensive and there were more gold necklaces and the like. That probably made them the leaders.
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Insofar as Louise could tell-- as long looks like it might have been missed in an edit.

Well, that sounded a lot like necromancy to Louise's ears, so really she was doing the right thing by destroying them. Anyone self-deluded enough to practice necromancy for a 'good cause' wasn't the sanest apple in the box.

Louise frowned. She couldn't help but feel that metaphor had gotten away from her slightly. Clearly a sign of how tired she was.
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Clearly Henrietta has the right idea in keeping her extracurricular activities under wraps. Though breaking the news when Louise is far away and has some time to cool down might not be a terrible idea if she succeeds.

"Sorry, sorry," Cattleya apologised. "But you're going to need bed rest! Lots of bed rest! Which means it's just going to be down to me to make sure your plans go according to… well, to plan! Don't worry! You can trust me!"

Louise groaned. She had thought things were going well.
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Heh. A good chapter as usual.
 
MinorGryph said:
TBH I don't really see how kicking the Council like this helps her goal of stealing Wales corpse.
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That's because it doesn't. They're two different goals.

"The same good girl would also probably not have a plan to have some of the zombies board a Council-owned windship as passengers and then make it crash. As soon as she managed to get the hang of making the zombies do what she said, she would do it! She really would! And then she would need to find a way of getting to Albion while the overlady had the windship, in the name of True Love."
 
MinorGryph said:
Man I'm just going to assume the necromancy and/or loss of her True Love have given her dementia at this point.
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...or she could end up going the Gendo route if she gets traumatized enough or gains access to enough eldritch power/knowledge, which in this is perfectly possible to gain.

So giant naked clone of Wales in the sky and everybody turned into Tang... yay. On the other hand we might get a Minion/Undead run NERV that should be suitably hilarious.
 
Lyxi said:
Louise was the one bullied by a busty redhead.
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Which reminds me that though we've discussed how combat may go between our Evil and Good parties, we've not really touched on what emotional turmoil may come out of Louise getting outed (alignment wise) in front of Kirche and her party.

Although come to think of it, Louise will probably end up outing herself. Especially if Kirche opens her mouth. So helmets getting knocked off is probably something that doesn't even need to happen.
 
Kung fu monks. A trope I happen to be quite certain EarthScorpion completely loathes.

So he made them undead kung fu monks. Powered by HOLY.

This is hilarious on multiple levels.
 
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