Story Three: Ace Of Sovereigns, Part Two

<Nentuaby> So, am I dead for missing so many sessions? >.>

<Uqbarian> Hello!

<Nentuaby> Howdah.

<RandBrittain> Greetings.

<RandBrittain> Well, I missed a session, too.

<RandBrittain> So I can't rightly blame you.

<RandBrittain> I'm just glad to be here to continue my Fascinating and Important Epic.

<RandBrittain> Hopefully you've all had time to decide what to wear to the party.

<RandBrittain> Or in Alexa's case, to decide what not to wear.

<Nentuaby> How deeply existential.

<RandBrittain> It's the essence of one-upmanship!

<RandBrittain> You have to dress better than everyone else because they can't see you.

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<Uqbarian> Hi, Ben!

<Nentuaby> I should be evil and use a Major Creation to bring neon leg warmers back in. ;)

<Benhimself> Word of Command! Bath the earth in nuclear chaos!

<Nentuaby> That would be a… slight… overreaction.

<Uqbarian> When did they ever go out?

<RandBrittain> Thanks to the power of miracles to affect the past, they never came in.

<Nentuaby> …you know, that would totally explain how people talked about disco in the 80s, wouldn't it?

<Benhimself> A secret collaboration with Excrucians may have been involved.

<RandBrittain> You don't need Excrucians to get rid of tasteless things!

<RandBrittain> What must be done, should be done cleanly.

<Benhimself> Power justifies itself.

<Uqbarian> Beauty is the highest principle.

<Benhimself> "All right, that's it, no more Disco. Because I can."

<Nentuaby> Giant Frog.

<Benhimself> Freedom from leg-warmers is the highest principle?

<Nentuaby> (Oh, right, there isn't a Chaos faction on Earth.)

<Uqbarian> Giant Frog?

<Benhimself> Oooh, wait, Give in kind with a gift recieved. ("Well, they got rid of neon leg warmers for me….")

<RandBrittain> Yeah, but the Wild isn't really Chaos.

<Nentuaby> Giant Frog: The answer to all questions and solution to all dilemmas in the land of Chaos.

<Uqbarian> Ah.

<RandBrittain> They're more like the Marauders from oMage.

<RandBrittain> Also, Dr. Moran's comments in these old Sidereals threads I'm checking for insight are hilarious.

I'm just imagining the conversation in Yu-Shan.
"I totally killed that guy before he Exalted."
"Dude, I've killed *thousands* of Solars before they Exalted."
"Hey, I bet some people are going to Exalt in Gem. Let's kill everyone in Gem first!"

<Uqbarian> :)

<Uqbarian> Why are you looking for Sidereal insight?

<Benhimself> Interdisciplinary Borgstromomancy?

<RandBrittain> For the Sidereals remake thread.

<Uqbarian> Oh, right.

<RandBrittain> I've attached myself to the project as expert Borgstromancer presumptive.

<RandBrittain> Only my wisdom can save Shun the Smiling Lady from the deadly nerf-bat of Jon Chung.

<Uqbarian> *applauds*

<Benhimself> I admit, I've considered the 'Sidereals and Fair Folk tour Creation!' game back in 1st edition.

<Uqbarian> Tell us more!

<Benhimself> A sort of exchange of information negotiated by the two sides where the Fair Folk have to show off a freehold in each Elemental direction, and the Sidereals a Manse.

<Benhimself> Except there's an open-secret running bet from their superiors about which side can get the other more in their debt before said mission is over.

<Uqbarian> Ha!

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<borogove> Hey, people.

<Uqbarian> Hey, gove!

<Benhimself> And of course, maybe not everybody agrees with this plan. "What do you mean you're taking a pack of Sidereals into our Freehold? Dude! Ring-shaping attack!"

<Benhimself> And then all the Sidereals invoke Avoidance Kata, and things get awkward.

<Benhimself> (Best Charm ever.)

<Nentuaby> It's a dandy.

<RandBrittain> I'm not certain I don't love Force Decision best.

<Uqbarian> I wish I'd had a chance to play a Sidereal. Or any Exalted, really.

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<Benhimself> There's a lot of goodness in there.

<crusher_bob> Hello.

<Uqbarian> Hey, Bob!

<Benhimself> Even the Charm that takes your ship into the magical sea of white lotus petals.

<Benhimself> I like the Charm that turns your voice into their internal monologue, though.

<Benhimself> If I were to play a Sidereal, Dodge and Stealth all the way.

<Uqbarian> So are we at full complement this morning?

<crusher_bob> Looks like.

<Uqbarian> Yay!

<Nentuaby> Where do you live again, Uq?

<Uqbarian> Though I'll just watch for a bit then duck out — last day of a gallery exhibition.

<Uqbarian> I'm in Brisbane, Australia.

<Benhimself> You know, Uqbar or Tlon would be a fun chancel.

<RandBrittain> Ooh, Tlon.

<RandBrittain> I want an Aleph.

<Uqbarian> I'm sure someone has done the Library.

  • RyanSherbrig uses an Aleph as his paperweight.

<HollyhockGod> So, party preparations?

<Ebba> Everyone have something to wear?

<RyanSherbrig> Hmmm… I was going to do something…

<Alexa> Pick up the dry cleaning?

<Ebba> Ah, then our clothing can vanish at the dramatically appropriate moment. How forward-thinking.

<RyanSherbrig> Oh right, summoning Asamahia or whatever.

<Alexa> You're taking a date?

<RyanSherbrig> Nah, dramatic entrance music.

<RyanSherbrig> *at Aspect 7*

<Alexa> Though you could probably find a date who is dramatic entrance music.

<RyanSherbrig> Although, hmmm, would it be able to travel the portal created by the ritual?

<Fiona> If we're allowed to take dates, does that mean I can take Alexa and get her in that way?

<Alexa> No, don't take me, because the world is about to end.

<Alexa> (As in, my computer is starting to complain about an update.)

<HollyhockGod> I assume she's bound to you, but Alexa is not.

<Pandora> (Could I get a quick refresher on this party?)

<RyanSherbrig> We can fix that!

<RyanSherbrig> Alexa, quick, take the Summonable flaw!

<HollyhockGod> One sec…

<RyanSherbrig> Maybe I should bring the Invisible Beast, too? It depends what kind of party we're expecting. Hmm.

<HollyhockGod> Pandora, you were recently invited by an obelisk which had suddenly always been there to a party tonight in the Chancel of the First Lady of the Light.

<HollyhockGod> As far as you can see, they want to welcome the new Powers of the Light and remind you of how cool they are.

<HollyhockGod> Also, because the Chancel is at the heart of Time, you have to use a spell that focuses on things you've loved and lost, and Alexa can't go because she hasn't lost her angst-virginity.

<Pandora> Ahright.

<RyanSherbrig> We could just kill her husband.

<HollyhockGod> So anyway, horrible fear-beasts are probably not black-tie.

<RyanSherbrig> That might not go over so well, though.

<HollyhockGod> That's Pandora, not Alexa.

<RyanSherbrig> Oh, right!

<RyanSherbrig> Wasn't there two people married?

<Pandora> And Pandora can't angst enough for the both of them? :P

<HollyhockGod> I think Fiona had a husband at some point?

<Fiona> Mythological Fíona did. This Fiona had a creator, who I'm assuming is no longer extant.

<Alexa> Pandora could recycle her husband afterwards, right? ;)

<RyanSherbrig> Ah, Alexa has a family, not a husband. Close enough.

<HollyhockGod> True, it's difficult to kill Pandora's loved ones in this life.

<RyanSherbrig> Hard to make it stick, anyway.

<HollyhockGod> Lord Entropy will have to turn him into a dog or something.

<RyanSherbrig> Koi fish!

<RyanSherbrig> Oooh, that's what I need. Something that turns people into koi fish.

<RyanSherbrig> So I can make a koi pond of all the worst elements of humanity, without having to actually kill them.

<HollyhockGod> See me later.

<HollyhockGod> :)

<HollyhockGod> Okay, so, how is everyone going to prepare for going to, or not going to, this soiree?

<Alexa> You could rebuild the LHC as a Superkoillider.

<RyanSherbrig> Summoning, getting a simple yet elegant suit, and then going Elemental anyway, because, hell, that's much more impressive.

<Fiona> Things to do: not stand next to show-off boy.

<Alexa> I'm generally kibitzing, helping people get done up if they want/need it, and pretending I'm not peeved about not going.

<RyanSherbrig> "Your childhood innocence, maybe?"

<RyanSherbrig> "Your relationship with old friends you've lost touch with?"

<RyanSherbrig> "I mean, really, there's nothing?"

<Alexa> "Don't miss 'em."

<Pandora> Pandora works a Greater Creation to make a raging fashion for retro-20s styling and then conjures herself something gorgeously Gatsby-an.

<Alexa> "Apparently, it has to be something I'm sorry about not having."

<Alexa> "Ooh, Pan, very swish!"

<Pandora> "Why, thank you."

<RyanSherbrig> "I would say that's excessive, but I did perform a Deep miracle just to RSVP."

<Fiona> (One day I'm going to perform something that costs more than one miracle point. probably.)

<RyanSherbrig> (It's fun!)

<Pandora> "This is our debut. If it's not excessive, it's not trying hard enough.

  • Fiona shrugs.
  • Ebba shrugs.
  • RyanSherbrig tries a few different hues on for size.

<Ebba> "Better to be a tiger that looks like a mouse, than a mouse that looks like a tiger."

<Alexa> "Better to be a tiger that looks like a tiger, surely."

<Pandora> "I was going to say."

<Fiona> Depends; tigers don't get invited to tea very often.

<Alexa> Less chance of confusion, though.

<HollyhockGod> What *does* Ebba look like, anyway?

<Alexa> A mouse, at the moment.

<Alexa> ;)

<Ebba> She normally affects the appearnace of a common dryad.

<RyanSherbrig> "Both deceptions have their use, at times."

<Ebba> But her real appearance is either as a tree, or as one of the Aesir.

<RyanSherbrig> (Not that Ryan is the Deceiver.)

<HollyhockGod> I don't know what that looks like to you.

<Alexa> (A common or garden dryad?)

<RyanSherbrig> (African or European?)

<HollyhockGod> Are you a human woman with tree qualities, or a tree with face-like nobs and army branches?

<Alexa> (Army branches? I thought she was a civilian.)

<Ebba> Human-shaped with tree qualities.

<HollyhockGod> Standard-sized?

<Ebba> Yes.

<HollyhockGod> Okay.

<HollyhockGod> So Pandora's in retro, Ryan's in flames, Ebba's in civvies, Fiona's in whatever she bought last time, and Alexa's in denial.

<RyanSherbrig> (Yeah, that's Ryan's new impression of her, certainly.)

<Fiona> I'm in a flower Lesser Changed into a dress, I think.

<RyanSherbrig> Lotus kimono? Iris sliptop?

<Fiona> Something.

<HollyhockGod> Are you prepared to depart, then?'

<Fiona> Sure.

<Pandora> Indeed.

<Fiona> "Alexa, you sure you don't want us to try and smuggle you in?"

<Alexa> "No. Well, yes, but I think it would be bad form."

<RyanSherbrig> "Maybe you could turn into a fire burning something, and count as one of our possessions."

<Ebba> Yell, if you get attacked by pirates or something.

<RyanSherbrig> "Or I could try adapting one of the summoning rituals to you."

<Alexa> "And it can't hurt to have someone guarding the fort."

<RyanSherbrig> (My fourth HS ally? Alexa!)

<RyanSherbrig> (First, we need to throw you outside Creation.)

<Alexa> "You folks go and have fun!"

<RyanSherbrig> "Very well."

<Fiona> With any luck, Mono won't invite you to tea while we're gone.

<Ebba> (And this is the member of our Familia who comes from outside Creation; notice how beautiful she is; don't you want to be on her side?)

  • RyanSherbrig assumes a stately shade of indigo, and spends an MP for grudging compliance from the band to provide appropriately impressive and impressively appropriate background music.

<HollyhockGod> All right, then, let the spell be performed!

<RyanSherbrig> "The respect of my ex-wife."

  • RyanSherbrig steps backwards.

<RyanSherbrig> (Wait, create a tape recorder to hear what everybody else says!)

<RyanSherbrig> (Nah, just kidding.)

  • Pandora focuses on dear old mum and performs the ritual.

<Fiona> "Growing in the sun, against the rocks, on the shore."

<Ebba> "My brothers."

  • Fiona at one point really was a flower.
  • Alexa waves at everyone.

<HollyhockGod> Are your brothers dead, or just in disgrace?

<Ebba> Dead, vanished from the face of the world, etc.

  • Fiona waves back.
  • Fiona hopefully disappears.

<HollyhockGod> Anyway, Alexa doesn't see anything happen, and wonders if something went wrong. Then she blinks, and is suddenly alone.

<HollyhockGod> The entrance vestibule of Timeheart is a giant octagonal chamber lined with mirrors. You arrive in a circle, facing outward, looking into a mirror where you see the vanished things you named.

  • Alexa sighs a little, then goes back inside to look for a book to read.

<Alexa> (And I'll say goodbye. Later, guys!)

<RyanSherbrig> ("How to Break Into Timeheart In One Easy Step")

<RyanSherbrig> (1: Ask Your Imperator Nicely)

<Ebba> (What can change the nature of a man?)

<RyanSherbrig> (G'night, anyway)

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<HollyhockGod> Ryan sees the loving look he once remembered, Pandora sees Eve standing behind her in the reflection, stroking her hair, Ebba sees her brothers running around in her branches, and Fiona sees a beach that no longer exists.

  • RyanSherbrig acts nonchalant.

<RyanSherbrig> "Well, shall we?"

<HollyhockGod> Two mirrors slide aside. In the entrance that is revealed, a young woman stands, or possibly poses, for maximum visibility against the bright lights coming from behind her.

<HollyhockGod> "Welcome," says she, "to the Heart of Time."

<HollyhockGod> She's a striking blond creature in an outfit that appears to be made out of a very flexible piece of marble, and she has tremendous physical presence (and even bigger hair).

<HollyhockGod> "I am Dana Whitsunday," says Dana Whitsunday, "the Lady of Eternity. Thank you for coming to our little party; we've all been eager to see you for some time."

<RyanSherbrig> I bow (the curt bow of acknowledging-equal-or-maybe-slightly-greater-status) and say "We are honored to be your guests here."

  • Ebba bows.
  • Fiona does some sort of bow thing.
  • RyanSherbrig steps back to provide dramatic backlighting for the rest of his Familia.

<Pandora> Pandora break's the mirror's gaze with a slight hitch of effort, and curtsies to the greeting committee. "Greetings, Lady Whitsunday."

<HollyhockGod> Dana, pretending not to look at what the mirrors are showing, makes a "stop" gesture with both hands, and they fade into whiteness.

<HollyhockGod> She returns your bow with unholy flexibility.

<HollyhockGod> "In this sacred place, everything that was ever worth remembering is remembered. Here, nothing has been lost. It is the dream of my Lady to bring these memories into humanity's future once again."

<HollyhockGod> "But first, I should let you meet a few friends who I've invited to see you. I cannot express our joy and gratitude at the Phoenix's decision to give one of her lives in service to the Light."

<HollyhockGod> She leads you down a long narrow cooridor, past more glass windows that lead out onto impossibly large vistas and tiny bedrooms alike.

<HollyhockGod> A few times, she makes a complete 180 and goes in the direction you came from.

  • RyanSherbrig enjoys the sights.
  • Pandora counts steps, just in case

<HollyhockGod> Then she stops at a window that looks onto onto a dark field of stars.

<HollyhockGod> She taps it, and the glass stretches down until it reaches the floor and has shaped itself into the likeness of a door, then fades away.

<HollyhockGod> Through this portal, you can see that the stars are merely a view out of the window of a much larger room, which looks out into space.

<HollyhockGod> The building is unlike any style you can recall, with chromium fittings and odd bluish lights.

<HollyhockGod> It's also filled with twenty or thirty mostly human figures who stop dancing to look at the new arrivals.

<Ebba> (Anyone we know already?)

<Pandora> "Fascinating. Is this a… Memory of a place?"

<HollyhockGod> "This was the ballroom of the Olympia IV," says Dana, "which was lost in the Great Theft of Time, of which you may have heard."

<Pandora> "The 500 years, you mean?"

  • RyanSherbrig admires the lighting, and imperceptibly gradually adjusts his own hue to a complementary one.

<HollyhockGod> "Indeed. She was the grandest of all the great space liners, and expensive beyond imagining. Now, however, only we remember her at all."

<HollyhockGod> She sweeps out into the room and announces, "Noble cousins, let me present to you, the Sovereigns of her Imperial Luminosity, the Phoenix!"

<HollyhockGod> There is a burst of applause from everyone in the room who has hands.

<HollyhockGod> Since you asked, Ebba, you can see Katriana seated over in a corner near the ice sculptures.

<HollyhockGod> She isn't clapping, but she nods her head forward one-sixteenth of an inch in your direction.

<Ebba> (That's the Power of Water, right?)

<RyanSherbrig> "Thank you, august colleagues! It is our deepest wish that time will prove us worthy of your respect."

<Pandora> (That much? My, that's virtually elation."Katriana de Maxine, the Frost's-Regal)"

<Ebba> (Then she's the one in the chair, that came as Vesper's minder?)

<HollyhockGod> No, Katriana is Cold.

<Pandora> (The one who hates change and basically doesn't move. Vesper the Talkative's Sister)

<RyanSherbrig> (She must love this Chancel.)

<HollyhockGod> There is a general motion of the crowd and you find yourself being introduced to people.

<HollyhockGod> Ebba finds herself at the center of a crowd of eager Nobles: a solemn young man of Arabic descent trying not to look thrilled, a vivacious and plumb black woman who was either in the Supremes or should have been, and a very complicated piece of math floating in the air.

<HollyhockGod> This last wasn't clapping earlier, on account of the lack of hands. He looks as though somebody took a bunch of equations, wrote them on the air in fire, and then twisted them into a *very* vaguely humanoid shape.

  • Ebba introduces herself

<HollyhockGod> "Salutations, cousin," says the arithmetic in a pleasantly normal baritone. "It is a pleasure and an honor to finally meet the famous young World Tree."

<HollyhockGod> His siblings nod vociferously.

<HollyhockGod> "I should introduce myself," says the math. "My name is E'jah C'mi'c'l, Duke of the Crucible."

<HollyhockGod> "These are my Siblings, Gloria van Dyne, Lady of Song, and Selim Ahroun, the Marquis of Growth."

<HollyhockGod> "Collectively, we are known as the Cleave of Worldshapers. Perhaps you have heard of us?"

<RyanSherbrig> (Awesome.)

<Ebba> (Alchemists?)

<HollyhockGod> (No, that's the Cleave of Botanists.)

<RyanSherbrig> (Say no, and ask for explanation!)

<Ebba> "No, I haven't had the pleasure."

<HollyhockGod> "Ah? Well, we don't have a very large cliency…. we build worlds. To order."

<HollyhockGod> "Hence our interest in your exalted history," adds Gloria, smiling.

<HollyhockGod> "Indeed," agrees E'jah, "the world you once carried would dwarf any of our small efforts." You can't tell if he's trying to look modest or not.

<HollyhockGod> "Not that we're pleased you lost it or anything," adds Selim.

<HollyhockGod> (Incidentally, there's a convenient picture of Gloria in the corebook.)

<Pandora> ((p.118- I always liked her.)

<Ebba> "Can you tell me about your latests efforts, then?"

<HollyhockGod> "Ah, I'm glad you asked."

<Ebba> (Of course he is.)

<HollyhockGod> "We were recently hired by the Cammora-" (Gloria makes a face behind his, um, whatever) "-to construct a world in which murder, rather than copulation, would be the primary method of biological reproduction."

<HollyhockGod> "I'm personally hoping that they'll spend a lot of time there," says Gloria.

<HollyhockGod> "If we ever finish it," adds Selim.

  • Pandora , overhearing, idly tries to work out the mechanics of that.

<HollyhockGod> (Pandora: I assume it's like amoebic spliting-in-two, only with the aid of being ripped in half.)

<HollyhockGod> "Yes, it's been a surprisingly difficult affair," E'jah admits, inclining his = in a nod.

<HollyhockGod> (If you can't figure out what E'jah looks like, google "naaru" and pretend it's made of math.)

<HollyhockGod> "I like to think that it's the effect of love conquering all. Sort of," Gloria interposes serenely.

<HollyhockGod> "Yeah, we've achieved fifty percent 'wham, bam' and fifty percent 'thank you, ma'am,' but we haven't been able to tweak the numbers any further," explains Selim.

<HollyhockGod> Gloria raps him on the head with a knuckle, making an E# sound.

<RyanSherbrig> (With each death, two more shall rise!)

<HollyhockGod> (If they ever get it right, yeah.)

<Pandora> (Murder as gentive act seems counter to the whole spirit of the thing, but hey, it's not like I care about Murder's sanctity.)

<HollyhockGod> (Far, far, away, Ananda sheds one radiant tear.)

<Ebba> (Sounds like a setup to attack someone's Estate or Bonds, makes a note to look into it later.)

<RyanSherbrig> (Ananda, on the other hand, may have things to say.)

<RyanSherbrig> (Better hope they finish before the Fourth Age begins!)

<RyanSherbrig> (The tear is of infinite size, and floods the Cityback. Whoops!)

<HollyhockGod> Meanwhile, Pandora and Fiona find themselves cornered by a pale and distressing woman in black robes and a hood so deep you can't see her face.

<HollyhockGod> "I perceive that there are only four of you," she says, identifying herself as Wanda Lore, Domina of Regret and Dana's Sibling.

<HollyhockGod> "Has the Lady of Fire been killed?"

<HollyhockGod> "Or perhaps she has already forsaken our cause," she adds, nodding sagely.

<RyanSherbrig> (Oh, man, yeah, explain to Regret how Alexa doesn't miss anything in her life.)

<HollyhockGod> Wanda's hood twitches to the side a bit, as though she's cocked her head in incomprehension. Meanwhile, Dana, talking to someone else, overhears you and says "Ah, really?" and makes a face that says "How adorable!"

  • Fiona waits for Pandora to explain things.

<Pandora> "Our sister was unavoidably detained from attendance, I fear. "

<Pandora> "She was detained by a private matter of loss."

<HollyhockGod> Wanda's expression is unreadable.

<RyanSherbrig> (Oooh, maybe she could regret not having any regrets?)

<Pandora> (And how's that for an evasive answer designed not to give Regret any bright ideas…)

<HollyhockGod> "At least a few of you still come to see Wanda," she mutters. "It is the custom that each Noble who swears herself to the Light will visit my museum."

<HollyhockGod> "I am the keeper of the Lyceum of Dusk, the great museum of the Light."

<HollyhockGod> Then, quite out of nowhere, she raises her hands and says, "Behold!" and the lights go out.

  • Pandora beholdds in attentive silence.

<HollyhockGod> Ryan, Ebba, from your perspective, Fiona, Wanda, and Pandora were enveloped in a cloud of darkness and disappeared.

  • RyanSherbrig discreetly dims out of respect for showmanship.

<RyanSherbrig> (Oh, or not)

  • Fiona wonders if this is a good time to point out I'm not sworn to the Light

<Ebba> "Hmm, was that supposed to happen?"

<HollyhockGod> (You're too shiny!)

<HollyhockGod> (Or something.)

<RyanSherbrig> (Besides, our Imperator is Fervent for the Light. It's honorary.)

<Ebba> (Don't we all have Light from our Imperator?)

<HollyhockGod> Ryan doesn't get the chance to be disappointed however, because somebody starts prodding him in the back, repeatedly. But more on that later.

<HollyhockGod> Hm, in fact, more on everything later. I need to leave now to get my parents from the airport.

<Pandora> :(

<HollyhockGod> Well, we got some things accomplished, I guess.

<HollyhockGod> Pandora and Fiona were abducted!

<HollyhockGod> Ryan got poked!

<RyanSherbrig> Repeatedly!

<HollyhockGod> Ebba met her fanboys!

<HollyhockGod> Regrettably, however, I have the Restriction "Must obey filial instructions."

<Ebba> I begin to see the point in all these parties; you have to build up a bit of trust with your fellow nobles, since just about any action they take could be the prelude to an attack.

<Ebba> Kind of like the feasts at Calibration- no Third Circle Demon summoning for you!

<RyanSherbrig> Enjoy your MP, then, good sir.

<HollyhockGod> Like any Exalt worth his SCS wouldn't have a Charm to have his spells cast themselves.

<HollyhockGod> Ah, well. I'll be back in 45 min or so if anyone is still around to discuss next week.

<Fiona> I might be around then.

  • RyanSherbrig will be gone for work in 8 minutes or so.

<Pandora> Good luck.

  • Fiona heads off in search of lunch.
  • RyanSherbrig is now known as Benhimself
  • Benhimself has quit.

45 minutes pass.

<HollyhockGod> Ah, parents collected.

<Ebba> Hmm?

<Pandora> Huzzah!

<Fiona> Welcome back.

<HollyhockGod> That's six parents stuffed into one car. Plus luggage.

<HollyhockGod> Anyway, any comments on tonight? I wish we'd gotten more done, but there you are.

<Ebba> Was Alexa being unable to attend the party a RL scheduling issue or an in-game issue?

<Fiona> Both, I think.

<Fiona> I think Uqbarian had to disappear anyway, but Alexa technically didn't qualify for access anyway, so that wasn't a problem.

<HollyhockGod> Yeah, I decided her not being able to enter was boring now but would be cool in the long term.

<Fiona> As an aside, given the existence of the powers of both rebirth and growth, I need to work out what my domain actually entails.

<HollyhockGod> I suspect that you create new things, while they recreate and enhance existing things.

<Ebba> how about the moment of change itself?

<HollyhockGod> Or rather, Flowering is a development, whereas Growth is "the same, only more so."

<HollyhockGod> That seems restrictive.

<Fiona> in terms of miracles, which of us can make plants grow? all three?

<HollyhockGod> Yes, but only you could create plants that weren't actually there, or cause things to blossom into life that aren't organic.

<HollyhockGod> Selim could make an existing plant into a giant and probably animate it.

<HollyhockGod> Pandora could revive a plant that was dead.

<HollyhockGod> Or turn it into paper.

<Pandora> I couldn't make a baby plant a big plant, which I suppose the other domains could. I could make a seed germinate (and probably force it to adulthood) or revive a dead plant

<HollyhockGod> I don't see why you couldn't make a plant bigger.

<HollyhockGod> I'd generally say you have powers over plants in general.

<Pandora> What does that have to do with rebirth?

<Pandora> I wouldn't, not in general.

<HollyhockGod> Oh, wait, I thought that was Fiona talking.

<HollyhockGod> Not paying attention.

<Pandora> Oh, indeed you aren't. :P

<HollyhockGod> Yes, Pandora's interpretation is correct.

<Fiona> Right. That seems fairly clear to me. presumably I can make concrete bloom, but growth can make concrete become significantly more concrete.

<Fiona> And Pandora can turn concrete into gravel.

<Fiona> Another question: if someone creates a sentient example of an abstract Estate, or something similar, and that then goes on to cause trouble, does that a) cause dementia animus, if perceptible to normal people, and if so b) break Entropy's laws against doing that.

<Pandora> More than likely, I'd say…

<HollyhockGod> Depends, probably, and maybe.

<HollyhockGod> In general, once the miracle per se is over, it won't cause dementia animus, but people will notice odd things.

<Fiona> OK.

<Pandora> The miracle isn't over as long as a super-intelligent shade of blue is tearing up downtown, though. :P

<Pandora> Unless someone has really screwed with the definition of that estate. ;)

<Fiona> Isn't it? Presumably once you've made the super-intelligent shade of blue, it's just a normal part of reality?

<Pandora> Hmmm… I guess that depends on whether the miracle was to make an exception or a new rule, hmm?

<Fiona> Well, if you use a Lesser Change to give something properties it doesn't normally have, you don't have to sustain the miracle, so presumably doing so at the time of creation achieves the same effect?

<Pandora> And on who you are. If you're Anthropomorphism and you hit a patch of blue it's a bit different than if you are Blue and made a servant.

<HollyhockGod> Yeah, pretty much.

<HollyhockGod> Well, I hope I haven't brought in too many NPCs at once.

<Fiona> "Yeah, pretty much" to which part?

<HollyhockGod> To Pandora's explanation.

<Fiona> OK.

<Fiona> About the NPCs, I don't think so.

<Ebba> Keep throwing them at the party and see which ones stick, I guess.

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<Ebba> So far, Vesper seems to have stuck the most; but then he also talked the most.

<HollyhockGod> I always worry when I make characters who aren't white.

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<HollyhockGod> "Is this tokenism? Have I made a stereotype?

<HollyhockGod> "Will someone be offended that I made Diana Ross the Power of Song?"

<Nentuaby> Damn straight Diana Ross! Who were you gonna give it to, Kylie Minogue? :P

**<HollyhockGod> Spoiler: Kylie Minogue is…… no, wait, '-blank- is secretly an Excrucian' jokes are old hat now.

<Ebba> Lord Entropy has apologized on numerous occasions for makine Celine Dion the Power of Song…

<Ebba> though Leonard Cohen might work.

<HollyhockGod> I wondered about what the leaders of the Light would be like, and I came up with Dana and Wanda.

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  • Nentuaby hopes whatever she's beholding is worth the detour.

<Nentuaby> …now when'd my nick revert?

<HollyhockGod> It may be…… enlightening, perhaps.

<HollyhockGod> I think you DC'd at some point.

<Ebba> You were dcd and then logged back in.

<HollyhockGod> Hopefully Ebba will enjoy having fans, anyway.

<Nentuaby> Hunh. K.

<HollyhockGod> You can build them a pretty new planet.

<Nentuaby> Ooh, we could set our mail order not-bishi up on a little world with a rose and three volcanoes!

<HollyhockGod> And a sheep?

<HollyhockGod> Or am I forgetting how that story went?

<Nentuaby> There was a drawing of a sheep. It was in a box.

<HollyhockGod> But if nobody is envious of him, he's lost all purpose!

<HollyhockGod> I've used E'jah a lot in the past, or tried to.

<HollyhockGod> I find his concept interesting, if you ever ask him about it.

<Nentuaby> Oooh, the power of Genre Savvy, he goes around asking people their character concepts. ;)

<HollyhockGod> Well, E'jah *is* his character concept, given that he's essentially a floating equation that expresses himself.

<Ebba> So he's supposed to just be 'I AM' without all those fleshy bits in there to confuse things?

<HollyhockGod> People are more complex than that!

<HollyhockGod> I mean, living human souls have five separate essences, plus whatever corrupt spirtus dei is still kicking around.

<Nentuaby> For instance, there is also clothing, as the good people of Dionyl would have you remember!

<HollyhockGod> Not for E'jah.

<HollyhockGod> He just has a 1 and a sideways 8.

<HollyhockGod> Or maybe not.

<Nentuaby> … *snrrrk*

<HollyhockGod> I pretty much go with "naaru made of math, just close enough to human dimensions to be able to sort of bow or do a head tilt."

<Nentuaby> Not all THAT close a match, actually, but the "symbols floating in air" made me think of Charter constructs from the Abhorsen trilogy.

<Nentuaby> …now I /really/ want to reread those books.

<HollyhockGod> *sniff* Oh, it's horrible! I'll never be a Clayr, and boys will never love me!

<HollyhockGod> I liked Sabriel, though.

<HollyhockGod> Also, the spell that binds Orannis is something I find inherently cool.

<HollyhockGod> Complicated ritual invocation makes everything better!

<Nentuaby> Hsst. I will hear no ill of those books!

<Ebba> ?

<HollyhockGod> I'm sorry, I just couldn't stomach all her whining about how her unique magical powers weren't as good as the ones everybody else had.

<Nentuaby> There… wasn't actually all that much of it.

<Ebba> now that's the kind of whining we can see the mountain that rides doing…

<Nentuaby> And it did rather make her an outcast among her peers.

<HollyhockGod> I tended to see the outcastery as mostly existing in her head, although some of them were jerks with the whole "Oh I have to blindfold you now" thing.

<HollyhockGod> But her "Boys don't like me because I'm not blond!" thing got old.

<HollyhockGod> She was pleasantly competent, though.

<Nentuaby> Hey, being clearly and distinctly different from everyone you know is hard, even if they're pretty cool about it. I can tolerate teenage angst when it's justified. :P

<Nentuaby> And she got over it quick when she met people who weren't from the glacier. :)

<HollyhockGod> I suppose. I have a pet peeve about magical training centers that are obviously going to turn out misfits and dullards.

<HollyhockGod> Like how most students leave Hogwarts without learning math.

<HollyhockGod> Or somewhere like Roke, but those books were open about the problems they had.

<Nentuaby> "Roke?"

<Ebba> From Earthsea.

<Ebba> Island where the wizrds were trained, IIRC.

<Nentuaby> Never read Earthsea.

<Ebba> I'd like the books more, but the writing style somehow grates on me.

<Nentuaby> Anyway, what do you want out of the Old Kingdom? Place is a mess. It's not like the Glacier was actually /meant/ to be training young Abhorsens-in-Waiting. :P

<HollyhockGod> Yes, I suppose I can't blame the Clayr for being poor planners.

<HollyhockGod> It's not like they could see stuff like that coming.

<Nentuaby> The Clayre are atrocious planners. They can see the future, but can't keep it straight from everything else. Them not having keepers is one of the Kingdom's key problems.

<HollyhockGod> Yeah, you really need to hook your diviners up with a Vetinari for maximum effect.

<Nentuaby> Her education suffices in the end, so for seers that perspective-skewed it barely even registers.

<HollyhockGod> Now I'm thinking about a system where you try to find the sufficently twisty bastard to attach to a new seer.

<HollyhockGod> I'm also wondering how to use Katriana.

<HollyhockGod> It's difficult to bring someone to the PCs when they hate to move.

<Nentuaby> Heh… Would she willingly associate with the Children of the Phoenix beyond obligations anyway? We're sort of the changiest family about.

<HollyhockGod> I wonder if it's worth just having her start turning out to already be everywhere you go!

<HollyhockGod> Well, she likes lecturing and doomsaying.

<Nentuaby> Aaaah. :)

<HollyhockGod> Her role in the story is "disapproving aunt who will become even more disapproving when she finds out what it is you actually do."

<Nentuaby> Whose is she again?

<Ebba> Chair lady, Power of Frost.

<Ebba> Showed up first as Vesper's minder

<Nentuaby> Whose, not who. :P

<Ebba> Just a min- dread someone-or-other, sibling to the Phoenix.

<HollyhockGod> Um, Azrael, Angel of Death, Words, and Frost. The Phoenix's father.

<Nentuaby> Right.

<Ebba> "Having observed from afar the Chancel Rite performed by his distant but still beloved daughter, the unspeakable Azrael bid us to pay our respects to her and to her selected intermediaries."

<Ebba> There.

<Nentuaby> Which reminds me, I really must find the time to meet Marley.

<HollyhockGod> Don't tell Ryan yet, but she just prodded him in the ribs, so you just missed her.

<Nentuaby> Death prodding him in the ribs, huh? :-D

<HollyhockGod> Marley is like Vesper, but she's open about the fact that she's screwing with you.

<HollyhockGod> Whereas Vesper just wants to see how far you'll let him go.

<HollyhockGod> Just remember next week that you're supposed to sound all these people out for participation in your suici… I mean, your crusade!

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