Re: Plots, Story lines and other wierdness
(Took me a bit to find (and edit) this, but here are the post leading up to the first post above)
*Tracy
posted... work
The next evening I start working on a new spell.
I came up with an Idea while thinking about an Old AD&D game. Transporter pads that can send goods to other places.
Most often to another pad. The idea is an old one but no one I know of has ever made one.
(Site to site teleporters for sending large amounts of goods to my warehouses all over England).
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Admin
posted... set up
The spell is going to be a nasty one. It is going to take tons of energy to set it up.
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*Tracy
posted... points
I go over it carefully and bring in other mages to work on it.
This is deffinately a group effort spell. But once the pads are enchanted they should actually use very little magic.
Still its going to be a bitch in the short term.
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Admin
posted... project
It is going to take alot of time to set each one of them up. It is definately a long term project.
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*Tracy
posted... sets
They are done in sets of 4. This is to reduce construction time.
Even so ... I sigh and put someone else in charge. I have other duties, as Dutches to do.
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Admin
posted... four
Months pass as they work on the first set of four.
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*Tracy
posted... Activation
I am needed for the activation ritual.
Its a long complex 3 day ritual and I have to force myself to stay awake through the whole of it.
And that is probably why things went so wrong on the 3rd day.
We were just setting the Links when I stumbled over something on the floor that was not supposed to be there.
One of the apprentices, who was asleep instead of sitting in her position and holding her candle.
This caused me to drop the bowl of ingredients and they spilled over two of the disc and a couple of the other apprentices, who all cried out in the middle of their chant.
Something unexpected happened next. The whole tower 'Shifted'. It felt at first like a minor earthquake, then everything started to flip end over end and there was this horrible wrenching feeling deep in our bones.
This seemed to go on and on for a couple of eternities as time and space were pulled asunder and we all were thrown in to the maelstrom of it.
Eventually though it stopped, we were pulled back together, everything in its place but still something felt off.
We learned what when we looked out a window and saw that we, Tower, gardens, ring wall and all, were on a totally new island in the middle of a strange lake.
Well strange to my people, I on the other hand recognized the power boats, sail boats and other water sports equipment in use by the people enjoying this nice summer day in Colorado.
I mutter in a stunned tone, " Oh holy bat shit. Could this be my home ? "
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*Winnie
posted... ugh
"I think I am going to be sick." I moan and clutch my stomach. "What about bat shit is holy?"
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*Tracy
posted... distracted
In a distracted tone, still looking out the window and taking it all in, " Werebat phrase. Something about the mother of all bats. " totally made that up on the spot. Though for all I know it could be true.
" I am not 100% sure, but this looks like my home land. "
Those around me, who are not as badly affected as Winnie all just nod. It kind of fits, all the machines and scantily clad people. (I am not known for a sense of modesty).
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*Winnie
posted... bat
on Mon 15 Sep 2008 @ 2:02 PM (PBW Time)
"I want to go home. Let's go home. I do not like this place. I do not like bats. I do not want to meet a werebat."
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*Tracy
posted... home
Her complaints actually cause me to laugh.
I put an arm around her waist, " Winnie love, there are no bats here. Well I have never seen any. And if I am right, well this may be My home. My brother owns land here.
As for us going home, well I am not sure how to do that as it was an accident that brought us here to begin with.
But at least we are all here together. "
Now though I foresee other problems. 20 story buildings do not normally appear out of thin air and I suspect the goverment and worse the military will take an unhealthy interest in us.
As such I turn to the guards and order a full scale alert. Tell them to man the guns and prepare the gliders but do not launch any.
I want to be prepared in case some of the locals prove hostile.
Full alert means the main gates are barred and special weapons are brought online. These range from catapults and ballista to more advanced weapons such as rail guns and 50mm cannons, and even a set of 'lightning guns'.
My war gliders mix technology and magic and can actually fly but also have weapons built in to them. Smaller 'lightning guns'. The small ones act as stun guns but can hit anything from an individual to a good sized group.
Tracy and Winnie are actually Admin characters I and my Co-gm at the time were running between other players games.
Tracy after the original events in her version of King Arthur's story was made a Dutches of the western provenances, which is largely rivers and lake territory. She is also a werepanther as well as a mage.
Winnie is um, a 'mutt' type shifter, her family mixed with so many different sorts of cats that what came out when she eventually shifted is weird to see. But her personality is somewhat childish despite being a goodly powered mage and chief apprentice to Tracy.
Tracy came from 21st century earth and is a trained pilot and had a masters degree in Economics and Architecture as well as having been a practicing mage. She is also deathly afraid of water, so putting her on an island is a special torture for her.
Winnie on the other hand hates flying and has to be dragged on to one of Tracy's helicopters, which is the Only way Tracy will come or go from her island to the main land (as she does not trust boats).