Conversation with email@example.com at 7/11/2011 6:24:59 PM on firstname.lastname@example.org/ (jabber)
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(6/20/2011 11:31:20 PM) shurato2099: Take off the head or say whatever command phrase is on the scroll to shut them down.
(6/20/2011 11:33:24 PM) shurato2099: The kid: He made it ... busted up, but he made it. I heard on the radio. And Manfriedi didn't own what I took! That book'll clear my Gramps' name and I wasn't gonna just sit around like my old man!
(6/20/2011 11:34:22 PM) shurato2099: The older of the two women sighs, "Who -helped- you, boy? I doubt that you could write your proper name in Hebrew, let alone pen an animation scroll!"
(6/20/2011 11:36:08 PM) edorries: I wanna know why the old dude needs his name cleared anyway. And why this cat thinks stealing something will fix it.
(6/20/2011 11:36:47 PM) nmorse: Did the golems get wedged in the Deli?
(6/20/2011 11:36:49 PM) shurato2099: No screaming or crunching from inside the deli, oddly enough.
(6/20/2011 11:37:45 PM) Mike Hammond (James D): Pick up his phone, see what name & number he was talking to.
(6/20/2011 11:37:57 PM) shurato2099: The kid: All he wanted was some junk of that old gangsters! He stole all of that stuff, too!
(6/20/2011 11:38:17 PM) shurato2099: There's a crunch of gravel and broken glass from just outside the alleyway.
(6/20/2011 11:38:51 PM) Mike Hammond (James D): (Has he appeared to react to Judy at all, as a note?)
(6/20/2011 11:38:54 PM) shurato2099: The kids smiles, "Sounds like my boys are on their way back ... "
(6/20/2011 11:39:31 PM) Chris: Heather seems distracted by something. "That's probably them coming around the corner now. I hope you remember the shutdown code, lad."
(6/20/2011 11:40:05 PM) nmorse: Reach over to the hovering Glock, and cock the hammer back. "Yes, they are. But they are way over there."
(6/20/2011 11:41:06 PM) nmorse: Per by 5. Was the safety even off on this thing?
(6/20/2011 11:41:14 PM) shurato2099: The kid: Of course, I know it! (sweating a little) What, do you think I'm -stupid-?! (from the gothy girl) Gee, let me think ...
(6/20/2011 11:43:05 PM) shurato2099: (on closer inspection of the weapon, the safety was still on. )
(6/20/2011 11:43:18 PM) shurato2099: (Amateur night. )
(6/20/2011 11:43:20 PM) Mike Hammond (James D): (apparantly I'm the good cop today) "Look, this could turn really ugly, or we could all sit down calmly with fewer shambling monsters and loaded firearms and talk things over. If you've got a legitimate and short-term use for one of those artifacts, we may be able to arrange something. "
(6/20/2011 11:43:23 PM) edorries: I'd tie his shoelaces together, but if he can't remember how to shut 'em off, he'll probably have to run too.
(6/20/2011 11:45:09 PM) shurato2099: The kid: It's just a damn ledger, man! Shows my Gramps only borrowed money from the mob back in the day, he wasn't launderin' for 'em! He died in the joint!
(6/20/2011 11:45:45 PM) edorries: Argh. I really really don't wanna go look him up there, y'know?
(6/20/2011 11:46:56 PM) nmorse: He telling the truth?
(6/20/2011 11:47:57 PM) shurato2099: The sword hasn't buzzed a bit.
(6/20/2011 11:48:17 PM) Mike Hammond (James D): Sigh. "That's maybe a bit trickier, but there's a statue of limitations that may help here... plus hopefully most of the main actors are retired if not dead. You do realize that a stolen ledger is going to be difficult to admit as any kind of evidence, right? "
(6/20/2011 11:50:01 PM) shurato2099: The kid: It doesn't matter. It proves it. Even if its just for us, it proves it.
(6/20/2011 11:50:44 PM) nmorse: "Ok, you wanted a ledger. Perhaps you could explain the OTHER items missing from the warehouse?"
(6/20/2011 11:50:45 PM) Chris: Then why did you need to steal it, kid? Come on, be honest with yourself. You want /someone/ to acknowledge that he was a decent guy, right?
(6/20/2011 11:51:36 PM) shurato2099: The gothy girl is up and peering out of the alley, "Uh, hey, not to seem to pushy dude, but if you know that command word or whatever ... you might want to use it. We've got three of those things incoming ... very ... slowly. And one looks like it caught a bus."
(6/20/2011 11:52:49 PM) nmorse: Aside "A semi, actually. And yes. Incantations please."
(6/20/2011 11:52:57 PM) shurato2099: The kid: The guy that helped me write the scrolls ... he had this shoppin' list of stuff he wanted out of ol' Manfriedi's place. Just a buncha junk.
(6/20/2011 11:53:09 PM) Mike Hammond (James D): "Golems like trucks... I don't think it will catch on as a marketing jingle. You seem to be in pretty far over your head; we're just trying to get things straightened out with the minimum amount of people getting hurt. "
(6/20/2011 11:53:10 PM) shurato2099: The older of the two blinks a moment, "A semi-what?"
(6/20/2011 11:53:52 PM) edorries: Semi-crushed, now.
(6/20/2011 11:53:57 PM) Chris: "And /now/ we finally approach the truth." Heather turns to the woman and murmurs, "A truck. We need to -talk-..."
(6/20/2011 11:54:25 PM) shurato2099: The kid licks his lips a moment before he shouts in Hebrew, <... and God go with you! ... and God go with you! >
(6/20/2011 11:54:31 PM) shurato2099: The footsteps stop.
(6/20/2011 11:54:46 PM) shurato2099: ... and start up again.
(6/20/2011 11:56:22 PM) Mike Hammond (James D): "Some of that "junk" were stuff that, were they Hebrew rather than Catholic, should have been locked away in a restricted genizah to molder in peace. I'm pretty sure your "friend" is not telling you some important things."
(6/20/2011 11:56:35 PM) shurato2099: The gothy girl shakes her head, "Don't think that did it. Glatuu, Barada, Nictu! Nope, not working."
(6/20/2011 11:57:17 PM) nmorse: "Nope. Brent! You recall anything useful?"
(6/20/2011 11:57:25 PM) Chris: "Like your command phrase being a piece of crap, for example." Heather growls a curse under her breath and reaches into her pocket for a handful of runestones.
(6/20/2011 11:58:04 PM) shurato2099: The older of the two women glances towards Mike, "What else did he take?"
(6/20/2011 11:58:26 PM) nmorse: 'Barbeque the head, hope the scroll catches fire? I don't think we need those things wandering into any MORE traffic."
(6/20/2011 11:58:30 PM) markh: (Am I here, or on the phone?)
(6/20/2011 11:58:55 PM) Mike Hammond (James D): "We're a pretty literate bunch here... can *anyone* recall a story where creating a golem didn't go horribly awry? Some days the stories are there for a reason, you know.
(6/20/2011 11:59:26 PM) shurato2099: (hand wavey time to get here. If he used the scroll method ... its kind of like writing the golem's OS custom every time. If the kid didn't know exactly what he was writing ... well ... )
(6/21/2011 12:00:22 AM) shurato2099: So yes, we have a Brent.
(6/21/2011 12:00:41 AM) Chris: And, sigh, it's midnight.
(6/21/2011 12:00:48 AM) shurato2099: Ack, you're right.
(6/21/2011 12:01:09 AM) Mike Hammond (James D): "Stuff to be filed away in the Vatican, and by filed away I mean in the Indiana Jones / Warehouse 23 sort of way. Possibly the right gauntlet of Saint Joan of Arc, among others."
(6/21/2011 12:01:25 AM) markh: (I'm fluent in hebrew, any particular skill you want me to roll?)
(6/21/2011 12:01:42 AM) shurato2099: occultism would be good.
(6/21/2011 12:01:47 AM) nmorse: "Obscure Hebrew liturgy"
(6/21/2011 12:02:04 AM) markh: Roll(3d6)+0:
(6/21/2011 12:02:26 AM) edorries: I could try lifting it out. Maybe
(6/21/2011 12:02:28 AM) markh: Occultism or mystic creatures by 7
(6/21/2011 12:02:51 AM) nmorse: Grab floaty gun. Pull back slide. Check ammo. Any hope that his partner at least loaded the thing with some kind of bane round, just in case?
(6/21/2011 12:02:54 AM) shurato2099: She blinks, "How in blazes did it wind up here? Nevermind, New York ... "
(6/21/2011 12:03:47 AM) markh: (If I was his "Partner", I'd make sure to load it with rounds that won't do anything. Clean up the loose ends.)
(6/21/2011 12:04:17 AM) nmorse: At least it's loaded.
(6/21/2011 12:04:24 AM) shurato2099: His phone starts to ring from where he dropped it.
(6/21/2011 12:06:32 AM) shurato2099: As they round the corner, we'll fade to black. You have three golems, all covered in black tool dip and dressed like bikers. One of them looks like he caught a truck .. his helmet is gone, he's flattened out in odd places (one arm is hanging limp and one of the legs actually seems to have a knee) and a lot of the tool dip is scraped off.
(6/21/2011 12:06:48 AM) Chris: "Pick that up and answer it. On speaker..."
(6/21/2011 12:10:16 AM) shurato2099: He flips open the phone, "Ah. I see that you've tried to shut down our little toys, Benjamin. It is too bad for you that we cannot aford to have any loose ends in this endeavor. I hope that you had good use of the book you wanted and that those with you appreciate your craftsmanship. For a stablehand, you weren't bad." The voice was clearly on the other end of a distorter.
(6/21/2011 12:10:38 AM) nmorse: "Hand glock off to brent, rummage in messenger bag for the canister of salt. If they bounced off the ward on the deli door, we might be able to keep them going for hours.
(6/21/2011 12:12:17 AM) Mike Hammond (James D): Mike waves frantically at Percy's crystal pendant... at this particular instant, this cell phone has an ethereal connection to the phone at the other end
(6/21/2011 12:12:37 AM) edorries: Slick daddy-o there. Real charmer.
(6/21/2011 12:13:05 AM) nmorse: Nod, point Brent at an imaginary line on ground, snatch Benjamin's phone.
(6/21/2011 12:13:49 AM) shurato2099: Ben's pretty much just staring aghast at the phone. And *sniffsniff* exuding the scent of surrender.
(6/21/2011 12:13:56 AM) shurato2099: Snatching it is pretty much casual.
(6/21/2011 12:13:59 AM) markh: (It'll take a minute to cast the eye, if that is what you want me to do.)
(6/21/2011 12:14:36 AM) nmorse: (no, if I'm scrying, we need you to be warding)
(6/21/2011 12:15:07 AM) shurato2099: roll it.
(6/21/2011 12:15:28 AM) Chris: (If someone else can ward us, I can try to dispel 'em...)
(6/21/2011 12:15:38 AM) markh: (My word of protect? My spirit barrier won't likely work on golems.)
(6/21/2011 12:15:48 AM) nmorse: (please be up the block at the landscapers, please be up the block ar the landscapers) Scrying by 24. 16km.
(6/21/2011 12:16:15 AM) shurato2099: Not up the block at the landcapers. The trail is leading off into Manhattan.
(6/21/2011 12:17:07 AM) Mike Hammond (James D): I do have a Dispel Summon, but it's slow-acting. Normally we'd need to subdue the targets, although in this case we might be able to get them plodding in a small loop
(6/21/2011 12:19:01 AM) nmorse: mute Ben's phone. "He's on the move, towards manhattan
(6/21/2011 12:19:05 AM) Mike Hammond (James D): (Also, it might not be powerful enough without some extra work)
(6/21/2011 12:22:04 AM) shurato2099: 16 km should get you into Manhattan, I think. So, yeah.
(6/21/2011 12:22:37 AM) shurato2099: Anyway, it is after midnight so we'll call it here.
(6/21/2011 12:23:08 AM) edorries: OK. Reminder, I'm out playing lady on Sunday. :-/
(6/21/2011 12:23:56 AM) shurato2099: Roight.
(6/21/2011 12:23:58 AM) Chris: Two weeks from tonight is July 4th, I'm assuming that we will not be meeting that evening?
(6/21/2011 12:24:11 AM) shurato2099: Quite likely not.
(6/21/2011 12:24:16 AM) edorries: I will actually be available, as far as I know. :-)
(6/21/2011 12:24:32 AM) Mike Hammond (James D): Possibly; we've got vague plans involving fireworks if the weather is nice
(6/21/2011 12:24:42 AM) Mike Hammond (James D): If the weather is sucky, we may well game
(6/21/2011 12:24:44 AM) shurato2099: Unless it rains catestrophically, then we'll be exposing Anya to movies.
(6/21/2011 12:25:01 AM) shurato2099: Or that.
(6/21/2011 12:25:08 AM) markh: Okay... I'll see people later, hopefully.
(6/21/2011 12:25:14 AM) shurato2099: Seeya!
(6/21/2011 12:25:19 AM) markh: Better go before I lose connection again.
(6/21/2011 12:25:23 AM) markh: night!
(6/21/2011 12:25:23 AM) Chris: Perhaps arrange an alternate date by email?
(6/21/2011 12:25:24 AM) edorries: Byebye!
(6/21/2011 12:25:28 AM) shurato2099: Night!
(6/21/2011 12:25:30 AM) nmorse: Night!
(6/21/2011 12:27:55 AM) edorries: <wave>
(7/10/2011 4:46:47 PM) cgallett: test