The Plot Thickens

Back on Earth Prime

*Nobody collapses on the ground also appearing is a lean black dog with a pointy tail*

*the Dog, seeing Tanith growls and interposes himself*

NO! We're here?? We're back on HALST's Island??

*Nobody looks up and sees Tanith and Mr X staring at Nobody. Nobody straigtens his hair, and then Summons a lawn chair*

It's alright Dumbdog, this is the good Tanith... I believe...

*Nobody turns to Tanith*

You know you never tol' me alot about that dimension you dumped your alternate-self in...

*He relaxs in his chair*

For example you never told me she could become a deity in mere hours...

Written by Tanith 04-03-2002 06:40 PM

*stares at Nobody*

Um... why do you have lipstick on your face?

Written by Tanith 04-03-2002 06:43 PM

But by becoming a Domain Lord, she'd never be able to leave Ravenloft. It seemed like a good exchange, since I'm never gonna go there and she can't bother me anymore.

Written by Nobody 04-03-2002 06:43 PM

*Reclines back a bit more, and closes his eyes*

That's another thing you didn't tell me...

You never told me your Mirror-self was such a great kisser!! I almost, almost Envy ol MunchKING...

Written by Tanith

*raises eyebrow*

And how would you know this? ...unless... oh.

*Mr. X stares at Tanith*

Er... I... uh... she is? Um... *blush*

Written by The MunchKING 04-03-2002 06:59 PM

Why you lucky little sonnava... If I wasn't in such a good from torturing Barney right now... I'd chop your head off for that... I might anyway...

OH Tanith... UMmmm... HELLO, I THE SCOURGE OF THE AU'S GREAT YOU!!! I AM THE MUNCHKING!!!

Written by Mr. X 04-03-2002 06:58 PM

*cocks his head aside, and raises his own eyebrow*

Interesting. But she isn't really you, so you have nothing to worry about, right?

..........Right?.....

Written by Tanith 04-03-2002 07:02 PM

*sputters* How would *I* know!?! It's not like I go around kissing people and asking them to rate me!

Written by The MunchKING 04-03-2002 07:03 PM

I'LL GIVE YOU A RATE, BABY!! What's the scale? "On a 1 to 10 your an 11??"

Written by Nobody 04-03-2002 07:05 PM

*opens his eyes*

Would you give it a rest?? I'm trying to relax here...

Written by Mr. X 04-03-2002 07:07 PM

Of course you don't Tanith. I believe you. And that means you've got nothing to worry about concerning any similarities and your mirror self have. I know I'm not ashamed of my other self, even if he does lash out violently at first sight of conflict. Psst......

MunchKING. C'mere brah, I need to ask a little favor from you.

Written by The MunchKING 04-03-2002 07:09 PM

YES??? WHAT FAVORS WOULD YOU ASK OF THE GREAT MUNCHKING???

Written by Mr. X 04-03-2002 07:22 PM

And so, Mr. X approaches the great, and incredible MunchKING, the holographic image of a younger, grizzled Marlon Brando overmapping his face. He grins, boisterous chuckle resounding from his throat as his power nullification affects the psychopath.

Just lay down and relax for a while. You're going to need it. Advice from.... The Meddler.

Snaps his fingers for dramatic effect as he shuts off MunchKING's neural impulses, then overloads his body's muscles with an electrical discharge. He fades from sight, body disappearing once again as he travels through the astral plane, leaving MK's body twitching on the floor.

Written by Tanith 04-03-2002 07:30 PM

*pokes the dozing Nobody*

Um.. Nobody? Your mirror self just died.

*shudders* Yeesh. I think I prefer KrispyKreme to this guy.

Written by Nobody 04-04-2002 07:01 AM

Oh just give hime a couple of seconds...

*an angel floats down and smacks s the Munchking causing him to wake up*

LIfe 3 never leave home without it...

Written by Ramz 04-03-2002 07:37 PM

Jeeezus Murphy guys, where have you been???

I've been here on HALST Island holdin' up the fort. Defending it from would be world conquerors, aliens, crazy robots, and killer dolphins!!!

What have you guys been doin'!!

*looks at Krispy, Tanith, and Nobody*

and why does Nobody have lipstick on.........Tanith...?

Written by Tanith 04-03-2002 07:40 PM

Don't look at me! I don't even wear lipstick! Much less *black* lipstick.

Written by CheeksTheToyWonder 04-03-2002 08:37 PM

Mystically returns to life as Munchking dies...

Hmm. Apparently not only did HE die, but all his influence failed on this dimension, too. That's good to know.... now...where were we? (**Grins evilly and cracks his knuckles**)

Written by The Watcher 04-03-2002 08:43 PM

You were on Athas, and you just tipped your Temple over.

More Woes in Ravenloft

Dear god, I thought these people would have killed themselves by now, or at least driven each other crazy. Well, they're close. And now, to seal..... their..... fate. *sighs as he watches the carnage unfold, then starts teleporting through different dimensions, continually dropping off an army of passengers throughout the local area*

Such a cruel fate to subject these creatures to this scourge. But even ones who wield as great a power as they must know fear. With a voice more dreaded than Jigglypuff, a monstrosity to make Galactus step back and gasp, and the most illogical existence to arouse such a rage from the populous since the Voyager crew...

Hit it boys.

IIIIIII looove yooouu Yooouu looove meee We're a happy fam-i-lyyy

Fear the purple dinosaur, and tremble when they speak his name.

Written by The MunchKING 04-03-2002 06:23 PM

* casts MUte* MUTE DAMN YOU!!!!!!!!!

*casts stop* Now your going to be tortued for the rest of you incrediatably long life you horrible monstroicty!!! *Grabs Barney* and ports him into the "Room of Eternal Suffering" from Spell bound

I'll leave him there for a few melinnium, then come get and subject him to what ever other tortures I can think of...

Written by The Watcher 04-03-2002 06:21 PM

A lone figure walks through a graveyard. Suddenly a pale man leaps in front of him from the shadows.

I'm looking for CheekstheToyWonder, have you seen him?

"No, he is a stranger to me. As for you, you are my dinner."

The vampire attempts to lunge at the figures neck, only to have his own grabbed by a hand of surprising strength.

I can not allow you to interfere with my mission.

The vampire's last expression is one of shock and surprise as the "man" quickly raises him up and impales him on a tree branch, causing him to burst into dust.

Hasta la vista, Baby.

And the Terminator walks on, determined to complete it's mission

Written by Tanith 04-03-2002 06:36 PM

Tanith appears in the corridor where Chief Defender is. Broken pieces of black crystal can be seen scattered around the floor. Chief D is looking for Cheeks, who he has lost earlier on in the maze of corridors.

Chief! What is the meaning of this! Look what you've done to my beautiful crystal hall decorations!

Don't say a word! I don't want to hear your excuses. You're to start cleaning this up *right now*!

As Chief D starts sweeping up the broken shards, Tanith shakes her head in exasperation and starts to recreate the crystal pieces one by one.

Plebians. Don't know to appreciate a work of art if it bit them. *grumble*

Written by Genma:TheDestroyer 04-03-2002 06:45 PM

(Sweeping up glass shards. Pieces of him are still smoldering from his fight with Munchking)

You may have gotten away this time, heinous cretin. But be forewarned, I will hunt you down to the ends of this realm and beyond. You will regret the day you trifled with me!

(Insert insane laughter)

Don't mind if I do! HAHAHHAHHHAHAHAAHAHAHAH!!!!

Written by Mg_knt 04-03-2002 07:49 PM

*calls Mr. X's office one more time* Look if your boss doesn't come meet with me something tragic will happen. *hangs up*

Written by Mr. X 04-03-2002 07:52 PM

*slips down from his traveling path in the astral plane and reaches out, yanking Mg_knt's body into the higher dimension*

Terribly sorry to keep you waiting all this time. What is it that you would like to speak to me about?

Written by Mg_knt 04-03-2002 07:54 PM

Nuclear weapons. A arms fair south of St. Petersburg in a few days. They are selling nuclear weapons including suitcase nukes and dirty bombs. I thought the Company would like to make a few purchases to keep them off the market?

Written by Mr. X 04-03-2002 07:57 PM

Purchase?

Dear sir, we needn't purchase. Not when I can simply remove them from the Earth with nary a thought. But thank you, your help is appreciated. You will be well thought of in the future.

Shall you need me to drop you off anywhere? Or can you exit this plane of existence yourself?

Written by Mg_knt 04-03-2002 07:59 PM

Mexico City,I have some business to do with the Zapatistas. By the way do you know where I can buy a Russian Submarine?

Written by Mr. X 04-03-2002 08:02 PM

Mexico, of course. I might as well stop and get some quesadillas while I'm at it.

Sorry to say, I am unaware of any submarines available for purchase at this point in time. You may have the power to take one, but I would advise against that course of action. But good luck.

Written by Ramz 04-03-2002 07:55 PM

Damn this! I am surrounded by fools!!!

*PunisherRamz walks into the mist.........*

I must go slay cannon fodder to ease my mind.

Written by CheeksTheToyWonder 04-03-2002 08:31 PM

Ahhhh! You killed Barney!!! Youuu...Bastard!!!!

Written by The Watcher 04-03-2002 08:51 PM

As Cheeks cries quietly alone in the corner, mourning the purple dinosaur, the air shimmers and a lone figure appears and hands him a pizza.

I was instructed to deliver this, and tell you there are more where it came. And also not to forget your mission.

The Terminator then steps back and shimmer into invisibility, the only sign of his existence a slight distortion in the air that could only be spotted if one knew where to look. It's mission completed, it starts to walk away, intent on returning through the portal to Khazan.

Written by Tanith 04-03-2002 08:59 PM

In a dark and windowless room, Tanith sits in front of several large mirror-like crystals. Each crystal shows a scene from somewhere in her Domain.

One follows Ramz as he walks away deeper into the mists of Ravenloft

Hm... It seems he has not noticed the small... surprises I've embedded deep in his subconscious mind. This should prove interesting... when he returns.

Another crystal shows the despairing Cheeks. It diligently relays to its mistress the arrival of the pizza-delivering T-800 and its departure. Tanith's eyes narrow at this.

Well, well, well. A terminator unit. How very interesting. I believe it will be staying for a while here... yes. *eyes glow with power*

I'm sure I can find a way to exploit this development. Hm...

Written by The Watcher 04-03-2002 09:05 PM

Returning to the portal it had entered it's plane from, the T-800 strode forward, prepared to walk through. As it reached the portal...

Written by Tanith 04-03-2002 09:18 PM

As the terminator approached the portal, the gateway suddenly sputtered and flickered out. The T800 unit stopped, and tried to analyze what is going on. It decides to follow its secondary directive and lay low. However, as it turned around, the mists surrounding him seem to solidify. Thin wisps of smoky grey reached out for the T800 as if ethereal fingers. Soon, the mists have completely obscured the terminator. When it finally dissipated, it left behind nothing but emptiness.

Written by Mg_knt 04-03-2002 09:29 PM

{Mr. Grimm}
*looks at his watch, looks up and a bank building explodes in downtown Mexico City. Turns and catches a bus heading into the country side.*

*speaking perfect spanish* Did you see that? I think Mexico City is getting to dangerous for me. Lucky the bank exploded after hours and hopefully everyone will survive.

Written by Manuel 04-03-2002 09:36 PM

(Meanwhile, standing atop the tallest spire in the largest city on Mirror-Thread Earth, Mirror-Manny raises his arms to the heavens as crowds of millions bow down to worship his mighty, mighty Taintedness. Quantum energy seethes around his hands as little tentacles sprouting from various parts of his body writh manically. A giant vien pulses in his forehead, seemingly ready to burst, as he closes his eyes and assumes a Buddha-like pose of contemplation. The crowd below, swayed by his Munchkin-level Mega-Charisma and Mega-Appearance, is torn between trying to imitate him while still keeping thier eyes open and screaming thier adoration. Thousands are crushed to death as they press against the metal railing that's long given way in places, the police having joined in the worship of him after the first ten minutes.

Then he opens his hands, and lets out an aweful, aweful scream which causes many people's ears to bleed, releasing a wave of Taint over the whole of the city. The crowd surges into adoring panic as dozens of people suddenly Erupt into horrible pink fleshy bags of abberattion and psuedopods. The power grid of the city flashes in dissonant, chaospheric tempos, matching the divine fervor of Mirror-Manny's thoughts...

Written by Ramz 04-03-2002 10:00 PM

*A few months later* (yeah, I sped up time, sue me)

PunRamz walks out of the mist accompanied by a 1st and 3rd circle demon

*looks at the 1st circle demon, handing it a letter*

I have an errand for you. Go deliver this to the Dark Temptress. I do not expect you to survive the encounter.

*Demon looks at letter, then looks at the ladies Dark temple*

I will do as you ask my liege.

good, now go....

*PunRamz turns and walks away with 3rd circle demon*

Now about my wish.......

Written by BlackWarMewtwo 04-03-2002 10:44 PM

I grow bored of this place. There is nothing to do, and lady Tanith has not yet chosen me as her preferred suitor. I should use my world traveling powers to go to another world and get her a present. I shall come back later.

Written by Mg_knt 04-04-2002 06:56 PM

{Mr.Grimm} *leaves a message on Mr. X's cell* What is The Company going to do to that thing(M-Manuel) in Tokyo? If need be the city can destroyed.*end of message.*

Written by deviljon 04-04-2002 09:28 PM

Ascension

*Deviljon prepares a sack of needed supplies for possible future rituals. He then spends a short amount of time evolving his symbiote with the fae. He is now able to cover his entire face with the symbiote without any adverse effects.

The time has come. He enters Ravenloft. A short distance away is the mist. He knew upon coming that he would be unlikely to make it far before the dark lady interrupted. Regardless, he gathers his vast strength and begins to teleport into the mist...*

I want a domain. You're welcome to try and stop me. If you think you can.

Written by Tanith 04-04-2002 09:39 PM

A chill wind blows through the Dark Lady's domain. Ominous words are whispered in the air. The Dark Powers stir, for a change is coming...

In her Black Tower, the Lady stands upon her highest balcony, eyes closed as if asleep. She communes to the Dark Powers that empower and torment her, listening carefully to their warnings.

Then, as the gloomy winds of dusk die down, the Lady's eyes open.

So. Another seeks his fortune in Ravenloft. And the Dark Powers keep their own counsel. Perhaps...

Hm. But first, let us see if he is worthy of what he seeks. Let us see just what this one can do.

So said, the Lady close her eyes once more. This time, instead of looking inwards, she extends her thoughts outwards, toward the boundaries of mist that shrouds Ravenloft. A slight prickling sensation alerts her to the incoming teleportation of the newcomer.

Upon identifying the interloper, the Lady gathers her Will and deftly redirects the teleportation. Redirects it to somewhere else in Ravenloft... somewhere far away... somewhere the intruder will soon find himself facing the darkness that is Ravenloft.>

Written by deviljon 04-04-2002 09:55 PM

*Deviljon feels his teleportation going awry and smiles. The power which drives the universe convalesces around him, making him more than he could possibly be without it. The dark fae runs through this place like a raging river. The minds that are his playground haven't revealed themselves yet, but they will, and he will play them like a broken harpsicord. Around it all is the skin, the blessed symbiote, the ultimate perfection of the flesh.

This place was designed to be a gauntlet, this Ravenloft, a place to harry the soul. Most souls don't inhabit a shell like Deviljon's however.

This place will nurture him. This place will allow him to transcend beyond the wildest crescendos of his imagination.

Nothing can stop him here. Nothing.*

Written by Mr. X 04-04-2002 10:05 PM

*raises an eyebrow*

Pathetic little sod. You can not even begin to fathom what it means to be evil. That second skin you treasure is only a companion in your insanity. All power gained needs clarity to be of true use, to have perception.

And you perceive nothing.

Which is all you can hope to be.

Written by deviljon 04-04-2002 10:13 PM

I'm as sane as I ever have been. I have followed the path of power, and it has rewarded me generously. Who doesn't see clearly? The path of evil is caring only for yourself. I've seen to the end of that tunnel and it leads to a place of solitude, where you have transcended every other being. My evil seems odd to you because I have paired it with Zen. I do not weigh it down with modern ideas of scheme and counterplot. When I reach the zenith of empowerment I seek, you will understand my evil. You will understand readily when I hurl you screaming through your own worst nightmare before I crush you with the ultimate joy of being better. Of being more. Tyrant? No. I am already self-sufficient. I will only become more so. Freed from such demands, I can crush who I want when I want to. I do not seek to rule, but to dominate.

Written by Mg_knt 04-04-2002 10:10 PM

Don't threaten me. The pieces are in place for a world wide revolutionary uprising. If you kill me it happens. I know much more then your organization will ever know. How many cities do you want rife with conflict or poisoned with radioactivity? I will help you as long as our relationship is mutally benefical.

Written by Mr. X 04-04-2002 10:37 PM

The original statement was directed towards deviljon, but............

You insolent little fool! Do you think I fear anyone, or anything? With a terrorist's lack of foresight, you do not even comprehend the level at which I would strike out. Your power is nothing compared to my own. Nothing you can amass will touch my influence, nor keep you safe from my grasp.


Deviljon..........

Crush me. If you dare. Or stand in my presence and face me. Unless you.. are.. afraid.

Written by The Watcher 04-04-2002 11:10 PM

The Meddler sat in one of his lairs, a grin of triumph on his face as his uncanny senses stretched across time and space.

And yet another potential threat succumbs to the lure of Ravenloft, thus clearing yet another obstacle to my plans. Excellent

The Meddler, of course, was quick to disengage his senses before Deviljon actually departed for the dreaded plane. He doubted that merely looking into it would be enough to ensnare him, but he wasn't one to tempt fate. Instead he turned his attention to a nearby viewscreen.

Lothos, patch into the feed from the T-800 unit dispatched to Ravenloft. Let's see if his situation has changed.

The screen displayed a scene devoid of anything but grey mist. The operating status data broadcast by its transdimensional transciever indicated that it was still functioning at normal capacity, but it was still lost within the clutches of Ravenloft.

Damn. What the hell's happening to it? Oh well, at least it accomplished its mission and provided some useful data. It seems I must rely on Cheeks to be my primary agent at that locale. Oh well, onto to other matters.

The Meddler picked up one out of many phones sitting on a side table, and hit the speed dial.

General, it's your benefactor. About the situation in Tokyo...

Written by CheeksTheToyWonder 04-04-2002 11:19 PM

**Scene** A beer in East Brooklyn.

Mirror Cheeks is hanging out on a barstool, visibly drunk, and scoping on the women.

Hey **hic** bab-ee. I just got back from Dungeons and Dragons land. You wanna come back to my place and see my +5 staff of growing?

Hey! Bartender! Another beer. And another one for my friend. And...hey, buddy, you haven't finished your first drink. Lemme help you with that. **gulp**

Marcel the Monkey (currently deceased) Nothing)

Y'know, monkey ol buddy, I coulda-da-da sworn there was something we was supposed to do back in Castle Freak-enstien before we got grabbed. Anyway, it'll come to me. Hey Baby! Wanna come up to my place? We can teleport to Paris, or just cuddle up in my unbreachable forcefield....damn! When do I get the powers of the guy who can score with the babes?

Marcel the Monkey (currently deceased): Falls forward into his beer.

**Sniffs** Geez, pal, SOMEONE doesn't smell like Teen Spirit today, if you know what I mean

Written by Mg_knt 04-04-2002 11:21 PM

*a white male with slicked back brown hair walks into the bar cheeks is at, he speaks with a thick russian accent* Vodka please.

Written by CheeksTheToyWonder 04-04-2002 11:37 PM

**Burp** Hey bab..**burp** Sorry, trenchcoat guy, you looked like a woman through my beer goggles. Lemme buy you a drink to make up for it.

Written by Mg_knt 04-04-2002 11:40 PM

{Mr. Grimm} Nichevo. (roughly translated as 'it can't be helped') Another vodka would be nice. *casts telepathy and probes Cheeks mind* So what are you doing with a dead monkey?

Written by CheeksTheToyWonder 04-05-2002 12:09 AM

Dead? Oh God No NOOO! Speak to me, Chim-Chim! Speak to me! **Sob**

*Instantly regains composure*

Well, probably having a cook-out later. What's up?

Written by Mg_knt 04-05-2002 12:19 AM

{Mr. Grimm}
*turns on convince to be a fanatic power*
What is this cookout thing? It is an American custom? You will tell me about the bearded person that is employing you. *empties the shot of Vodka.* I will be in town for a few days, if you want to talk another time you can reach me at this number. *hands Cheeks a business card.* You will call me tomarrow. *turns off convince to be a fanatic power.*

Written by CheeksTheToyWonder 04-05-2002 12:24 AM

Hmmm...What a nice man. I think I'll call him up the day after tomorrow and tell him all about the bearded guy who employs me. Or maybe I'll sit around in my underwear and eat cheese dips and throw clods of dirt at the senior citizens center. No. The first one sounds more fun.

Oh look! Chim-chim. You're bleeding all over the card the nice man gave me. I can't make out the number

Written by The Watcher 04-05-2002 12:58 AM

Showdown in Tokyo

As the maddened crowds thronged around the quantum charged monstrosity that was Manuel, the roar of their crazed chanting was drowned out by a new sound, that of retro-rockets firing and and metal masses meeting concrete.

Large, bulky figures started marching toward the insane abberant, determined to put an end to his depredations. The metal giants were Mecha, recently sold to the Japanese Government by a shadowy arms cartel only known as The Arsenal. The men inside were soldiers of the Japanese Defense Force, who had undergone extensive training to be able to operate it expertly. As they strode toward the monster that threatened their city they initiated numerous weapons locks on the creature, their minds insulated from his sanity-shattering influence by neuro-shielding systems.

Then, reaching optimum range scad seconds after their arrival, they let loose their vast array of precise destruction. Bright beams of laser light lanced out to burn him, while swarms of mini-missiles delivered their payloads. The screech of focused ultrasonic blasts filled the air, harmonizing with the supersonic whine of metal slivers launched by electromagnetic accelerators. From all directions, the instruments of death were all focused on one target; the abberant that was Manuel.

And in a secret underground lair an ocean away, one man sat watching to see how the events he set in motion played out. If the JDF succeeded, then he would be rid of a dangerous and unpredictable variable. If they failed, then he would at least have gained valuable information on the creature's capabilities and weaknesses, and The Arsenal would make more money selling the Japanese new weaponry to deal with the problem. No matter what, he would profit from the situation.

Written by Jaffa 04-05-2002 03:47 AM

A dark figure stalks alone in the mists. The hideous creature has the form of a tall man, but his features cannot be discerned. A shadow constantly moves over him, as if alive, wriggling and twisting on his skin. Piercingly blue eyes stand out from the shadows of his face, but their stare is cold and lifeless.

The man seems to be recording some kind of a log entry:

[Begin log] Ha, what fools these louts be. Shadowstalker is nobody's thrall. These other fools, so easily betrayed by their emotional minds, are nothing compared to me, and now that I've learned more of potential of this strange world, I have little need of them. The sorceress, whom I followed here to escape the destruction of Oblivion, is the only notable threat to my rise in power here. She, however, seems to be as much a slave to her sexuality as these others. A mind bothered with such distractions cannot hope to compete with one so focused as I. Still, she is a worthy adversary. I must find a way to deal with her. But first, there is the issue of fighting Lengthy, who Tanith has ordered me to face. The shadows are mine, and this world... has plenty. [End log]

The dark figure disappears to the shadows, as if becoming one of them himself.

Lengthy, the challenger wanders somwhere in the mists, when a barrage of flying boulders shoots out from somewhere. Lengthy grunts and turns around, but nobody's there. A stone spear then appears behind Lengthy and impales him.

Invisible, in the shadows, the figure observes as Lengthy's wounds disappear as quickly as they appeared. So that's one of his powers. What are the others? A tingling on the outskirts of Shadowstalker's mind leads him to suspect what one of them just might be. Perhaps, he thinks, there is a better way to handle this than brute strength.

"Who are you to challenge the Lady of this Domain", he speaks out, shifting out of the shadows behind Lengthy.

"You were a fool to reveal yourself", Lengthy says, grinning. "Now, you will serve me."

Shadowstalker feels Lengthy's charm touch his mind, and smiles to himself, his face again covered in shadow. He watches Lengthys facial expression, as it shifts from a smug smile to horror. His opponent falls down, whimpering and holding his head with both hands.

"Who's the fool now?" the dark figure mutters. Knowing that his enemy will soon recover even from this, he concentrates. The very earth around his opponent tears open, swallowing the helpless Lengthy. Cold, lifeless bedrock sucks him in as if it were quicksand.

Then there is nobody there. Only shadows remain.

Written by Lengthy 04-06-2002 04:03 AM

OOC: First off, no fair killing me when I was asleep!

Jaffa, quote: Shadowstalker feels Lengthy's charm touch his mind, and smiles to himself, his face again covered in shadow. He watches Lengthys facial expression, as it shifts from a smug smile to horror. His opponent falls down, whimpering and holding his head with both hands.

Shadowstalker began to laugh, knowing that shortly his opponent would be finished and he would have won his Dark Lady's approval, still, the job was not done and there was still one last thing to do..

"Hmm.. the pitiful fool is looking up, trying to make one last stab of defiance no doubt.. well no matter.. I'll simply end him now"

Lengthy looked straight up at Shadowstalker, his face locked in a horrible grimace and.... grinned?

"What else you got?"

"Wha.."

"You really thing I wouldn't prepare? I'm not some stupid two-bit supervillain, I did my research and I found out whjat your powers were, so I knew you'd try the old psychic torture on me... Wha a shame, youy could at least have been a little bit more... inventive... Of course you can't hear this because the molecules of your body ceased to move at the start of this conversation."

"Lets let them go shall we? Oh, but I think we'll leave your brain still and your heart too..."

"Well, that wasn't so tough now was it..."

Written by Jaffa 04-06-2002 04:35 AM

But if you're not happy, here's a better scenario:

Invisibly, Shadowstalker kept bombing Lengthy with all sorts of projectiles. After a while, he must've gotten sick of being smashed, and most of the projectiles just froze in midair.

Shadostalker decided that it wouldn't be very smart to get close to this guy, so he commanded the bedrock to open and suck Lengthy in.

Victory by TKO. Don't worry, you'll get out of there eventually.

Written by CheeksTheToyWonder 04-05-2002 10:44 AM

Hello, information? Yes, I need the number of the dude in the trenchcoat. Yes. The guy in the trenchcoat, with the slicked back hair. At the bar last night. Y'know.....Tawked like theees, radiated an aura of menace......

Ah. I see. No idea at all, huh? Dang.

Written by Mg_knt 04-05-2002 10:47 AM

{Mr.Grimm}
*the same man walks up to Cheeks, again he has a thick russian accent* Why haven't you called me yet?

Written by CheeksTheToyWonder 04-05-2002 10:56 AM

Ah. THERE you are. You want some monkey sammitch? Aw, c'mon. It's good. Anyway, I have the strangest compulsion to tell you about my employer. He's this bald, bearded dude. And he wants me to go spy on M-Tanith, although I'd do that anyway, Meeer-row! if ya know what I mean. She is WAY hot! But..maybe not as hot as Lengthy, who gives me a strange tingling in my loins whenever I'm close to him. Anyhoo sometimes I can put my hand through him (my boss, not Lengthy...although I don't know for sure, 'cause Lengthy always kicks me in the head when I try) so I think he might be a ghost or something.

And OH! He's got powers! HE can see anything! And teleport! And he gets 6 porn channels without even paying for them! And he's got a secret hide-out, but he won't tell me where, 'cause it's a secret. And I think he wants to take over the world or something, but I wasn't paying attention 'cause I was busy wrapping everything in his office in plastic wrap at super-speed while he was talking. And that's it.

Sure you don't want some monkey?

Incidentally: Today's powers= Jaffa

Written by Jaffa 04-05-2002 01:45 PM

After the defeat of Lengthy, Shadowstalker returns to his qurters in the Dark Lady's castle to regain his strength. A brief sensation of glee fades quickly under an all-encompassing hatred. The shadows flicker on his face, as he sits down to record another log entry:

The fool Lengthy was no match for me. No surprise there. I should hope that this show of prowess has convinced Tanith of my... loyalty to her. I do not need her eyes on my back, as my plans are set to motion. Her other servants could prove problematic in the future. I shall have to do all in my power to nurture the feud between them

Written by Tanith 04-05-2002 05:40 PM 04-05-2002 05:56 PM

...When he finished, he noticed a bright flash on the edge of his vision. Whirling around, he was met by the incongruous sight of a large, round, pink creature with enormous eyes. Cautiously, Shadowstalker approached the creature, who did not appear to be much of a threat. It looked up at him...

Jigglypuff: Jiggly! Jigglypuff!

Shadowstalker: ...

Jigglypuff: *pulls out a marker* Jigglypuff?

Shadowstalker: *eyes narrowing in suspicion* ...state your purpose here.

Jigglypuff: *holds marker under mouth like a microphone and starts singing to its new audience* "Jiiiigalyyyy-puff, Jiggaaaally... Jiiiiggaaally..."

Upon hearing its siren song, the Shadowstalker felt as though a drousy clound had been cast upon his mind. His eyes grew heavy with weariness and his body swayed precariously. Intellectually, a small part of his mind screamed in warning, but he could not focus his powers to avoid this threat. With unstable steps, he stumbled back to the window. Below, he could see the dim shape of a lower balcony through the gloomy mists. As the creature sang on, Shadowstalker pulled forth the last of his will and threw himself over the window-ledge. As he fell, he succumbed to the unnatural sleep wrought by the creature's song...

And somewhere in the Black Tower (perhaps in one of the scrying rooms?), the sound of dark laughter could be heard. Meanwhile, outside in the Tower courtyard, a dazed and battered Lengthy finally awakens from unconsciousness. He rises from the ground, grimacing with the bitter knowledge of his defeat... and the price he must pay for it.

Written by Jaffa 04-05-2002 06:00 PM 04-06-2002 03:50 AM

Shadowstalker woke up in a shadowy dungeon. He fel right at home. However, something seemed... wrong. He remembered stumbling out of the castle window after being attacked... by a purple ball? How humiliating that he, after defeating a powerful enemy, had fallen to a creature such as this. No doubt Tanith had something to do with this. Has she known all along? Could he possibly have underestimated her?

Shadowstalker tried to move, but his hands and feet were chained to the dungeon floor. With a passing thought, he ordered the chains to let him go. Good, his powers still seemed to work.

Stalker got up from the cold dungeon floor, oddly not feeling the chill. Actually, he didn't feel any aches, which was very odd considering that he had just fallen off a reasonably tall tower. He ran his hands over his body, but didn't find any bruises. His entire body seemed to be in perfect working condition, yet strangely cold. Shadowstalker felt his wrist for a pulse. There was none.

A temporary setback.

Suddenly the doors to the room Stalker was in swung open.

Written by Jaffa 04-06-2002 03:50 AM

Shadowstalker watched as the figure entered his small cell. Curiosity kept him still, as he waited for the comer to lurch towards him. It was a mage, or at least, by the looks of it, once had been. The skeletal figure wore heavy robes, that looked like they might once have been enchanted, but were now badly torn and worn out.

"Another sservant wakess", the creature hissed. "Follow mee, fledgling."

Shadowstalker considered what the creature had said. As interested as he was in finding out what exactly had happened, he was nobody's servant. While the lich didn't seem to understand his condition, he might bring him to someone who did. No, he thought, it was better to solve this on his own.

The lich stood there, staring at Shadowstalker curiously. "Youu... follow, nnoowww!" it growled. Then it said nothing more, as it's own robes became alive, starting to viciously attack it. Stones flew from the dungeon walls and crushed it's bones. A giant rocky fist rose from the ground, and smashed the lich against the wall, and the undead monster crumbled and fell.

Shadowstalker melded into the dark corner of his cell, and begun to travel the shadows of the dungeon. Watching, learning, thinking.

Written by Genma:TheDestroyer 04-05-2002 07:54 PM

Chief Defender was for all intents and purposes, bored. Ever since his fight with the Munchking everything had settled down. It wasn't a good time to be a mind-controlled/lust influenced slave nowadays. The only things he had done for the past little while was sweep the floors of the castle and organize his mistresses's shoe closet. He still wondered how even with magic how someone could possibly fit that many shoes in such a small space. Something was bothering him though, a memory. He remembered a black haired girl. She was angry most of the time, ignorant, boastful, stubborn, conceited, perverted,quick to jump to conclusions, and many other things that seemed to draw him to her even more. The confusing thing was he could only remember seeing her on tapes he had watched. Perhaps they were home movies? If so, why wasn't he on any of them. Wasn't she a past love of his? Why had they seperated? She was so tempting!

Then and there he made a decision, he needed her as much as he needed his mistress. How could he possibly choose?! He must have them both! With that resolved he set off to find his master. Maybe he could convince her to allow him to seek out his love. Surely she wouldn't begrudge him that would she? It would afterall, be another minion for her. Yes, it was decided, he would find this Akane. A black aura sprung up around him. It pulsed with every breath he took. The ground underneath cracked and split at the force his aura exerted.

YES, I WILL FIND HER! EVEN IF IT MEANS TEARING RAVENLOFT ASUNDER! AND BRINGING THE KINGDOMS OF IT'S INHABITANTS CRASHING DOWN UPON THEIR HEADS! he...hehe...hehaahe.....HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!

Written by Z-man 04-05-2002 08:20 PM

BlackWarMewtwo woke up to find himself on Earth prime.

"Well, that was a bust. I didn't get her heart and I wasted a lot of time that I could have been using to get more power. She, I think, may pay for wasting my time sometime in the future. First I need to find another super to absorb."

He uses his powers, and finds himself with Mirror-Cheeks and Mr. Grimm.

Written by Mg_knt 04-05-2002 10:54 PM

*looks at the newly ported in person. His telepathy scanning and probing BlackWarMewTwo's mind* What do you want?

Written by Z-man 04-05-2002 11:22 PM

Power. More power. Your power. Whatever.

Written by Mg_knt 04-05-2002 11:26 PM

*turns on his convince to be a fanatic power* You will be my pawn. I don't think you will be taking my power. You will totally dedicated to me In fact you will be my bodyguard. You will only follow me. You can start right now. If you follow any other then me, you will kill yourself. *grins* Do you get that?

Written by Z-man 04-05-2002 11:30 PM

I would, if I hadn't killed someone with a psi shield before I went to Ravenloft. My loyalties are bought, not manipulated.

Written by Mg_knt 04-05-2002 11:35 PM

Fine then. *casts invisablity and flight on himself and leaves the area*

Written by Z-man 04-05-2002 11:39 PM

Hmm, I was kind of hoping to be bought today. Oh well, can't have everything. He could have given me some neat powers.

*turns to Cheeks*

So, what do you have that means I shouldn't kill you?

Written by Tanith 04-05-2002 08:59 PM

The Lady of the Black Tower chuckled in amusement as she finished reviewing the interlude between the Shadowstalker and the Jigglypuff. Then, after checking one more time that the dangerous pokemon had been caught and secured in a safe place, she stood from the scrying worktable. Immediately, the crystal mirrors in the room fell dark. In the shifting shadows of the room, the Lady paused for a moment, as if weighing some matter in her mind. She was startled, however, by a loud crash from outside.

ChiefD: My Queen! I must speak to thee! *Crash* *Crash*

*walking out* Sigh. What is it *this* time, minion?

ChiefD: My fairest Queen, I must seek your leave to depart for a quest! I must search out the beauteous maiden that haunts...

The Lady silently regarded her chief minion. It was not the first time he had relapsed. Previously, it was enough to merely brainwash him again... but this time... this time there might be some advantage to make of this. Yes... There just might be some use for this typically useless underling besides destroying parts of her Tower and arguing with her guests. But first...

Ah. I see. That, again. Very well, you may leave. But first, I require one last service from you.

ChiefD: Whatever my fair lady wishes.

With a flourish of her hands, the Lady reached into the shadow behind her servant. With a sudden yank, she pulled at the very fabric of the darkness. The Chief Defender immediately fell to the ground in searing agony. The Lady ignored her screaming minion and regarded the black material in her hands -- the shadow of her servant, ready to be moulded as she wished. With a negligent flick of her other hand, she dismissed her recovering minion.

That is all. You may depart.... A word of advice, though. Your dreams may find truth *outside* of Ravenloft... if you can reach there. But know this: beware those who would stop you on your journey, and do not hesitate to destroy them. I have put the images of those who are against you in your deepest thoughts. Take heed of them.

So said, she disappeared into the shadows of the corridor with a swish of her robes

ChiefD: *weakly* I thank you, my Queen.

Written by Tanith 04-05-2002 10:20 PM

Sharp clicking of steps descended the black marble stairs of the Black Tower. Slowly, the Dark Lady emerged into one of her large hidden workrooms. In her hands, her former chief minion's shadow writhed as if alive. She ignored its feeble movements, and moved in front a large, dark red crystal that stood in the room.

Gathering her Will, the Lady seized the shadow in her hands and pressed into the crystal, caging it with the blood red depths. Then, with both hands pressed to the crystal, she closed her eyes and tilted back her head as she channeled her Will into the crystal. The smooth surface beneath her hands warmed, and began to glow an angry red, as it received the will of its mistress and began to work on the shadow constrained within. After what seemed like an eternity or a heartbeat, the Lady straightened, and stepped back, her hands trailing from the crystalline surface to fall at her sides.

With a small satisfied smile, she turned from the thrumming crystal to regard the two other occupied crystals in the room. One was totally black, and had shrunk drastically from its original size as it neared the completion of its task. Soon, it will birth a new warrior to stand at its mistress's side, totally loyal to its creator, and weilding the full powers of the being who's shadow it was created from.

The other crystal was dull grey in color, verging on bright chrome. It was roundish in shape, and gave off tantalizing chimes of almost-music as it pulsed. This creation would take longer to complete, since the crystal must work to warp an entire living being, rather than build up from a mere shadow. But once completed, the Lady would finally have a worthy familiar to bide by her side. A familiar both powerful and feared.

With one final glance at the trio of crystal chambers, the Lady turned and walked back up the narrow stairway that led to the single door to the room. As the door closed behind her exit, it shimmered, and then vanished, leaving nothing but bare marble wall behind. Meanwhile, in the darkness of the workroom, three sinister lights thrummed to their own living pulse.

Written by Ramz 04-06-2002 12:05 AM

PunRamz paces back and forth in his hidden laboratory awaiting a message from a domain ruler, after awhile he makes his appearance.

*A holographic image appears before PunRamz's face*

Dark lord - "I have received you're letter, what do want from me Sith?"

PunRamz - "I have a favor to ask of you, send me 3 of you're most powerful warriors and 3 of you're most powerful dragons. And make them obey my every command."

Dark lord - "Hahaha, this 'request' is unacceptable, what would I have to gain...."

PunRamz - "What you would gain from this is the death of 2 of you're most hated adversaries, 2 'thorns' in your side that have grown in strength so much that, even you, the blackest, most powerful in the realm cannot contain."

*silence from the Dark Lord for some time*

Dark lord - "very well sith, I will give you what you ask for.... under one condition of coarse."

PunRamz - "which is?"

Dark lord - "you must make it threw my realm alive. If you do not, you will become an undead ghoul who must endure an eternity of suffering, walking my land feasting on the souls of trespassers."

PunRamz - "..... very well dark one, I will undertake this 'mission' of yours."

*Dark lord’s hologram vanishes while a whisper lingers*

if you succeed, never ask a favor of me again, if you do, you will be destroyed....

*while PunRamz is left alone, with his thoughts*

..........fool, you're underestimation of my power shale be you're downfall......

*PunRamz makes ready for his journey into the mist....*

Written by The Watcher 04-06-2002 02:38 AM

The Cheeks Situation

Deciding it was time he looked in on his agent, The Meddler stepped into the Holographic Imaging Chamber.

Lothos, center me on Cheeks.

The computer complied with his request, and The Meddler found himself surrounded not by the gloomy lanscape of The Temptress' Domain, but the interior of a seedy bar on what appeared to be Earth. Surprised, the Meddler used his powers to ascertain Cheeks location, which confirmed his assessment of his whereabouts.

WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN BROOKLYN! I GAVE YOU DISTINCT INSTRUCTIONS TO STAY WITH THE TEMPTRESS!"

The Meddler then turned and recognized BlackWarMewtwo.

And I see you brought at least one of your collegues back as well. I want an explanation.

Before Cheeks can open his mouth the Meddler interupted him.

But not in front of him. Only you know I'm "here", and that's the way I want it to stay, got that? Don't say yes, just nod.

The Meddler then just stood and watched, waiting to see just what exactly was going on.

Written by deviljon 04-06-2002 07:34 AM

Very well, Tanith. I thought you were going to cook up some challenge for me but I guess not.

*Deviljon hardly feels the impact. The "meteor" which he pulled from the solid bedrock crushes the sorceror's tower like an eggshell. The sorceror had struggled gamely to pummel it with spells, but Deviljon had encased it with all the protection his powers allowed. A howl of rage sounded among the destruction as the sorceror rose from the remains of his citadel, an aura of protection having saved him from the holocaust of stone and coldfire. In his left hand a scroll crumbled to dust, as a gate opened from the Abyss. A creature of nightmare stepped through, wielding a lightning-forked sword and seven-tonged whip. A Balor. The wizard began a new a spell as the demon stalked toward Deviljon. The fool must truly be outraged, thought Deviljon, for surely the demon would turn on the sorceror without a circle of protection. That new spell would never happen however, Deviljon casually stroked the sorceror's mind with his third power, encasing it in Deviljon's machinations. The demon would require attention. Something simple then. The fall. It would do. Deviljon began to battle the demon with all his might as a horrible cry emitted from the mouth of the sorceror then abruptly stopped along with his heart, as in the illusion he hit the inexorable ground which waits in everyone's nightmares. This was no nightmare however, the sorceror never woke up. The demon was fast, it was powerful, it was also quite strong.

The demon was in trouble.*

Written by Mg_knt 04-06-2002 10:23 AM

*flies to JFK airport and boards his plane heading to Madrid.*

Written by FBHthelizardmage 04-06-2002 10:43 AM

Help Wanted

Can I intest any one (halst or the company maybe) In a job. the job requires stealth and subtly and a large amount of voilence having played metal gear 2 is a plus . I intend to travel to metal gear world and buy a bunch of metal gears. then we steal Arsenal you will all be exstreamly well payed

Written by Mr. X 04-06-2002 11:04 AM

*comes in with his holo-imaging device looking like Ben Affleck*

The Company don't hire out boy.

*nullify* *zap*

And how the hell did you find out about my Company?

*zap* *zap* *zap* *zap* *zap* *zap* *zap* *zap* *zap* *zap* *zap* *zap* *sizzle*

Written by Mg_knt 04-06-2002 11:54 AM

*lands in Madrid and takes a train to the northern area of Spain. He is going to coordinate several strikes by Basque rebels.*

Written by CheeksTheToyWonder 04-06-2002 03:13 PM 04-06-2002 03:41 PM

Today's Powers=Fenris (Lycantropy, healing, fire-extingusishing.)

Yeah! You tell 'im, boss. You don't mess with the boss! He'll moiderize ya! First he'll get you in a headlock like this!

*Grabs BlackwarMewtoo*

And then he'll give you a noogie like this! And then he'll draw "I am a big dumb doo-doo head" in spray paint all over you body like this! And then he'll...er...OWWWW!! There was no call for that! I was just demomonstrating! If you're gonna be like that, I'm taking my toys and goin' home!

*Teleports back to the Temple*

The fools..they would dare attack me? None of them know the might of the creatures found on the ocean floor..intelligent beasts, with a burning hatred for humanity and their wanton ecological destruction. Soon they shall find me, and..

HELLO BIG BROTHER!!!

AIeeee! I'm under attack! TEMPLE! I need a 3" thick titanium shell, mind shields, and a spell of confusion cast on ANY intruders. Then lead them to the center of the temple, and put a one-way see through wall between me and th..Oh. It's you.

Damn. I had a 20 dollar bet riding with StJohn that I could get you to wet yourself if I scared you enough.

**Pouts**

Alright. I know you want something. You only come here if you want something. WHAT IS IT!

Can't a guy come and chat with his big brother? Lemme tell you about my day. Y'know, small talk. First I got into a barfight, then I teleported here, but messed up and ended up in Finland. And I'm a Werewolf today, so I took advantage of my powers and spent all afternoon trying to hump this girls leg, which is what I was gonna do anyway, but this Werewolf thing gave me an excuse. That was way fun.

And THEN I started some fires, which is what I always do on Saturdays, and then I peed on them, and they went out! It was amazing! And I told them I HAVE MAGIC URINE!!! YOU ALL MUST FEAR MY MAGIC URINE!!!! But they threw rocks at me, but that's alright, for THEY WILL SOON FEAR MY MAGIC URINE!!!! BWAHAHAHAHA Especially dumbass who killed my monkeys! It's a big-urine soaked sock full of DEATH for him!!! Oh yes, he will fear my magic urine

I'm delighted..WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT!

Fine. Be all sniffy. Why don't you just use the temple to send me to the Ravenloft universe so I can spy on M-tanith (Mmmmm. M-tanith) for the boss, while you're at it!

A fine idea.

And..oh man, dimensional teleport makes...me....queasy.....Waitaminute....this ain't Ravenloft? Wherethehairybutthorsehockey am I?

Written by Z-man 04-06-2002 11:00 PM

{BlackWarMewtwo}
That's odd, the headlock M-Cheeks gave me was skin to skin contact, so I should have absorbed his powers. But it feels to me like I've actually absorbed Jaffa's telekinesis. It would seem that the abnormal nature of M-Cheeks' powers have reacted interestingly with my own. He doesn't seem to have lost any powers, but I seem to have quickly and permanently absorbed the powers he had just lost, those of Jaffa.

I have become more powerful, and no one died in making me so. I feel cheated, but I am more powerful, and that's all that matters, when you get down to it.

For the knowledge of everyone around, here are the powers I've gained: Dimension travel, Pokemon summoning, the ability to bring game cards to life, telekinesis, mind shield, and super durability.
{/BlackWarMewtwo}

Written by The Watcher 04-07-2002 05:40 AM

Cheeks found himself standing before a large band of humans standing unmolested among a pack of wolves. It was night and there seemed to be in the middle of some sort of ritual gathering. At Cheeks sudden exclamation they all turned toward him in surprise. Then one of older humans sniffed at the air and his expression changed to that of curiousity.

"You are at the monthly moot of the Desert Springs Caern, young pup. Who are you and why have you come?"

Just as Cheeks was about to answer a number of bright lights cut through the darkness with a blinding glare from all directions. The sound of a helicopter could be heard overhead, and surrounding them all were ominous figures wearing generic black security armor and armed with what appeared to be machine guns. Some of them appeared to be grotesquely mutated.

"It's Pentex!" the elder exclaimed. "They've found us!"

JJust then the Meddler's Hologram appeared right next to Cheeks, catching up with him from the temple. He looked around at the situation around Cheeks.

Hmmm, you seem to have arrived at the wrong place at the wrong time. See what happens when you play hookie instead of following instructions? You've got no one to blame but yourself for this predicament.

The Meddler the punched a button on his control box and opened the door out of the imaging chamber.

Oh well, I've got other business I have to take care of. I'll check back with you later, and arrange for to you to get back to the Temptress's Domain. Don't worry, I'm sure you can handle all this. I have the upmost confidence in your abilities.

And with that, the Meddler walked through the door and left Cheeks to his fate.

Written by Jaffa 04-06-2002 03:47 PM

Shadowstalker shifted silently through the shadows of the dungeon. Now apparently undead, even his breath or the beating of his heart could have given him away.

Shadowstalker witnessed the movements of zombies and skeletons attending to their duties in the dungeon, and the studies of liches that, he assumed, worked as wardens of this place.

However, he found no clue as to why he had been brought there.

Shadowstalker expanded his consciousness and traveled further into shadows, spying from underneath beds and from behind doors. He now realized that he was still in Tanith's castle, only this part he had never seen.

His consciousness was drawn to a shadow nearby, from which he could hear noise. Someone was pacing back and forth on a dusty floor. Obviously, he was now deep in Tanith's personal portion of the fortress, and therefore potentially in danger, but his curiosity got the best of him.

He concentrated his attention on the shadow he had spotted before.

Written by Tanith 04-06-2002 05:24 PM

The Shadowstalker paused behind an old stony door. Faintly, he could hear conversation from behind the wall.

...And whom do you serve?

Unknown Voice: You, my mistress. With undying loyalty.

*chuckle* Dying is never an option for you. Do you understand your orders?

UV: Perfectly.

Good. Then get to it.

Cautiously, the Shadowstalker peered into the room, just in time to catch a glimpse of.... something... melt into the shadows. The figure seemed familiar somehow, but recognition eluded him. Scanning further around, the room, the Shadowstalker concluded that the Lady was the only remaining occupant of importance. But now wasn't the time to confront her. He would seek to know what had happened to him first, and meet her upon equal footing with that knowledge. Silently, the Shadowstalker slipped away.

Meanwhile, oblivious to her stealthy audience, the Dark Lady pondered her success. The first of the crystals had finished its task. It would be only a small matter of time before the two others follow...

Written by Genma:TheDestroyer 04-06-2002 07:05 PM

Chief Defender stared at the portal before him. The portal would allow him to travel to the very center of Khazan itself. After he had reached his destination he would then search for a way to be reunited with his tigress. Then he could be happy. With both his mistress Temptress and Akane by his side nothing could possibly go wrong. He wiped some drool from his mouth as he thought of the possibilities a three-way coupling could present. Shaking his head he cleared his thoughts, now was not the time for daydreams. He had business to attend to.

Procuring the portal had been child's play. With his ability to produce blunt weapons he had thought of an ingenious tactic. Recently he'd watched an episode of Pokemon and experimented with creating pokeballs. They were afterall, blunt objects. It was draining to create one with a creature inside, but worth it. An Alakazam had seen to taking over the mind of one of the mages nearby. Even a dead mind was pliable with enough power. And his pokemon had plenty of that. The portal was opened on his command and now waited for him to step through. His remembrance over, he nodded and went to his destiny.

Written by Mg_knt 04-06-2002 11:15 PM

{Mr. Grimm}
*Meets with the Basque rebels, he sells them some c4 and helps them plot a three day attack in which they strike Madrid, Barcelona, and Seville.* I wondeer whom that fellow Cheeks was talking about is and who was that super that appeared before me and Cheeks. Tomarrow I will see if The Company has any information on them.

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