Memoires of a Bastard Son

Farewell to Road to AmberMUSH

2008-12-15T03:04:03Z

I've got to go now.

Thanks for everything, it's been fun.

For any info on Martin you can use rufferto9@yahoo.com.

Otherwise you can find me elseMU.

I'm not that organized and don't have a write-up.

Basically, he went off into shadow and hasn't been heard from since.

Probably lost somewhere in Deep Shadow.

Hasta.

-Martin's player (Jibril, Elijah and Faith are also gone)

OOC Exam finally done, this course finally done

2008-10-23T03:13:36Z

can be sane now.

Mysteries of the Universe

2008-10-13T16:12:26Z

Sometimes I am not sure I will ever understand them, but it makes life all the more interesting to work at.

In Shadow for a couple of days after specific ingredients for a specific experiment I'm supposed to perform and advise Aunt Fiona of the results. This is apparently called: Application in Practice.

Perhaps I will run into Dad and/or Corwin.

From Casinos to Angry Seas

2008-10-02T15:58:45Z

For my cousins' sake and to amuse her I had dressed up like the old days, then went to put on a suit for the actual marriage.

Unfortunately, couldn't stay as things in Rebma needed my attention.

KCK asked to tag along, cause he felt pretty awkward so dragged him w/us.

KCK asked to be my second in command. Am ok with that, but what about Beatrice, thought she was supposed to be?. Confusion ensued when I woke up today. Still trying to figure that out. Appears I am a Field Marshal. How did that happen?

Must inform HRM Moire that Beatrice is my Adjunct. (still trying to figure that out, why am I in the military again...?) ... .and there should be some kind of official hearing of Blue Bottle swearing to Queen. Etc Etc.

Still need to talk to Addison, maybe he can figure this out.

...

Ouch!

2008-09-30T21:38:38Z

Backhanded by Kraken.

In other news, the Jellyfish scored as an effective fighting force.

Good thing I have all this homework cause I'll be resting a few days.

LOG: Intrepid Journies: City of Jellyfish - Deep in Shadow

2008-09-25T03:58:15Z

***Begin

On A Beach, The Intrepid Four Gather. Molly, Martin, Morgana and Robin.

Molly appears suddenly, grasping Martin's hand.

Molly has arrived.

RPG: The Trump contact ends.

Martin grins at Molly, "There, you are no longer a trump virgin." he winks.

Martin and Morgana actually came to the beach in a motorboat which is moored off shore. Martin had the foresight to bring a cooler and a couple of beach chairs while they waited for Robin and Molly to call. The sky is constantly changing color, that's the strange part about this world and there are living shells on the beach which move every so often. The beach is pink and grey.

Morgana finds the little shellfish creature on her left hand is getting wobbly, so bends down to release it on the sands.

Molly beams at Martin. "First time for everything!" She starts to look around, a little disoriented.

Robin steps back from Morgana, bows again. "My lady, I am in your debt," he says, still blushing rather intensively. He is somewhat glad to turn toward Molly and greet her: "My lady, a pleasure to have your company once more, if I may say so."

Morgana offers Molly her hand, a look of serene studiousness on her face. "Well met. May I offer you the Selkie's protection?"

Martin nods at Molly, "You did great." He rises out of his chair. "Molly, this is my cousin Lady Morgana, she is a Priestess of Lir. I am not certain you have met."

Molly turns to Robin with a smile. "Master Robin! It's certainly a joy to see you again." She turns to Morgana, taking her hand. "Pleased to meet you. Again, I believe, though it's been a while." She blushes, still smiling. "Oh, I think I've heard of this sort of protection. By all means."

The fissure of magic happens when Morgana's hand touches Molly's. "There," she says, "It is done. I am afraid I am non-traditional in this; I have never kissed anyone who is not family."

Martin grins at Molly, "This will help you to breathe underwater, because where we're going, you'll be glad of it. What we're doing is going to meet with the Cnidarian Ambassador. He wants to meet more 'two legged beasts' before completely signing off and he wanted to meet Morgana when I mentioned her. Their city is quite impressive but I'm afraid we won't have a lot of sightseeing time as Benedict needs this army ASAP."

Robin listens attentively, nodding. "Of course, my lord. I am sure that his Highness is most eager to proceed as soon as is possible."

Molly looks at her hand and wiggles it a little before looking back up at Morgana. "Well, that's perfectly alright, Ma'am. I'm not a stickler for traditions." She turns to Martin. "I understand our priorities. I'm just glad I can help."

Martin explains, "While we shift a bit more, I'll put you two in more comfortable clothing for the deep. I had a thought that we could go down into it in an airtight carriage, kind of like a submarine pulled by whales. Don't worry if you have no clue what I'm talking about. This is tech, it's like what Begma could pull off."

RPG: Martin declares that he has the Adaptive Shifting (PAT-AS) gift:

RPG: Martin declares that he has the Expectations of Form (PAT-EF) gift:

Molly gives Martin a wide-eyed look of wonder and excitement. "I understand pulled by whales!"

Martin tells Robin, Molly and Morgana. "The Cnidarians are not like us, they don't communicate like us. They communicate through use of lights, music and empathy. Now when we go there, it is fairly high biotech so I can provide us with communication equipment but try to be simple when you speak, ok?"

"Simple," Robin echoes. He looks, perhaps, even more uneasy about this than about the whole business of a submarine pulled by whales. "I shall strive to do so, my lord." Presumably he's not striving yet. One may hope, at least.

Molly says, a little twitchy about it, "It's not going to be like there's voices in my head, is it? I've had enough of that to last a while."

Morgana asks Molly, with singular interest, "You've had voices in your head?"

Martin shakes his head, "No, I'll give you something to attach to your ear, it's kind of like an exterior hearing aparatus." He explains. He indicates the boat. "Lets get on the boat to get this show on the road, yeah?"

Molly sighs with relief and nods to Martin. She tells Morgana, "Aye. Twice now. It wasn't pleasant either time."

Robin bobs his head. "Of course, my lord. After you, my lady; my lady."

Morgana nods, and heads along back to the boat, remembering to retrieve her end of the cooler, "I should be very interested to hear more about it," she tells Molly with all due earnestness as she climbs back aboard the boat.

The boat is your typical motorboat. It's fairly lowtech as tech goes but there is definately a motorboat. Once everyone is comfortable Martin directs Molly, "Think you can steer it forward while I shadowshift?" Martin puts one foot on the engine and starts yanking a chord to get it to kick into gear. "Should be enough gas in this thing." he mutters under his breath."

Robin takes a seat, eyeing the whole contraption dubiously. He does not look especially comfortable on the water, and appears somewhat puzzled at the prospect of a boat without either sails or oars. Several times he leans forward to peer over the bow, as if waiting for a whale to surface there at the end of a tether.

Molly follows along after Morgana, giving Robin a little head-duck of a bow. "You would? One of them tried to make me kill someone. I think the other wanted to be friends, but I...got scared and killed it." After boarding the boat she goes forward, feeling her way over the controls. "I think I can manage this."

RPG: Molly challenges a difficulty of 6, using her Wits plus STY-PI BEG-SP. Molly succeeds.

Sputter, Sputter! Vrooooom! The engine starts, the controls don't seem to be that difficult. Martin remembers to pull up the anchor before the start too. He settles down. "Now...uh, not too fast!" he warns. "Don't forget to hold on to something." He mentions to Morgana and Robin.

Robin's certainly doing that. The sound of the motor makes him jump a little, and he glances around quickly before satisfying imself that all is in order. "Is our destination far from here?" he asks, raising his voice just enough to be heart.

Morgana is already holding on. Her knuckles aren't even white!

Molly says to Morgana, speaking back over her shoulder as she settles into steering the vehicle with a huge grin plastered over her face. "I killed the thing that was sending the voices. I can tell you all about it later, if you'd like? But no they didn't seem divine. One was outright evil." Vroom! Whoosh! She now seems utterly enthralled and happy at the vehicle's wheel.

Morgana calls back, "Yes, I should like that. Thank you." Then she ties the shawl around her a bit more securely and gets down out of the wind.

Satisfied that Molly has control of the boat, Martin settles back and lets the wind flap through his hair. "It'll take a few hours at this speed. Don't worry, we've provisions in the boat." He can now concentrate on shadowshifting completely, moving them forward. First things first. He focuses on the clothing alterations. They pass quickly, and Martin is awfully good at keeping control. Pretty soon, both Molly and Robin have wetsuits. The motorboat actually has windprotection so that helps a bit. Martin mentions, "Don't worry, we'll find your other clothes on the way back."

RPG: Martin challenges a difficulty of 6, using his Wits. Martin succeeds.

Robin, if anything, looks even less impressive in a wetsuit, being short and slender to start with and now having his clothes underline that a bit further. His suit does appear to have retained the sunset-red hue of his previous garb. "Very good, my lord!"

Molly glares at Martin. "You'd better get 'em back. Me Mum gave me that coat, and it was my uncle's before a seamonster ate him!"

Once the wetsuits are shifted into existence the world starts to quickly change about you. At first, subtle things change in the sky and water. As you go further into shadow, you notice that the vehicle adapts as the world around becomes less and less familiar. The air seems to get thinner and all of a sudden, you are surrounded by water. Luckily, the boat has an airtight seal that forms over the top when Martin presses a button on a panel near the engine.

Martin is too concentrated on shifting them to answer anything else at the moment. He sweats a little. Martin is so intent on Shadow Shifting that he doesn't notice when a mysterious card falls out of his pocket and skitters to the floor.

A card that looks suspiciously like a tarot card and falls face up. Brand's image on it.

"Martin..." Morgana says, reaching for the card.

Morgana pauses, "Oh." She peers at it.

…See Brand’s Live journal for what happened Next…

Martin eyes the mall people, "er, yah. Lemme get this engine started again." It seems to have died since Brand's appearance. He gets up and puts a foot on the motor so he can yank a chord to pull it to life again.

Brand has left.

Morgana asks, "Couldn't we switch to something that isn't encased in air?" In a way that suggests that would be vastly more comfortable. "A proper carriage, perhaps?" Then with interest, "Have you been in Rebma, Addison?"

Martin nods, "I was working on that when we were moving forward. Molly, lets go forward slowly, get the hell out of this mall." He sits back down as the engine vrooms to life again. "Hi Addy. You stayin?"

Morgana supplies helpfully to Addison, "We are seeking a nation of jellyfish."

Molly 's brow wrinkles at Addison's sadness, and she offers him a little hopeful smile before heading back to the boat's wheel. She says as she turns, "I won't tell Chaz I saw you like this, Addy. In case you wondered."

Addison is still staring at where Brand was and then pulls his eyes away. "Er, yes, sorry. Hullo, Lady Morgana. I was in meetings all day in Rebma. And I think I'll go along to the nation of jellyfish if you don't mind. I mean, I really just meant to ask Martin if he had a giant vacuum cleaner, but now that I'm here..."

Robin says, ever polite, "What a pleasure it is to have your company once more, my lord. I hope that all goes well with you."

The boat starts going forward again and the mall faces start to fall behind them. Martin starts to concentrate again and nods, "I don't have one today, but one could be found, I'm sure. Stick around, there's soda in the cooler."

Addison adds, "But you all have to look at my back now, so I suppose that's punishment for someone."

Morgana wonders, "What did you want with a giant vacuum cleaner?"

**Martin had to disconnect missed part of the log**

Morgana asks Addison, "Are you talking about the pollutants in the Black Water?"

"I am talking about the Soulive Trench," Addison says and he slurps Martin's soda. Slurp. With a slurping noise. Slurp.

The world spins and changes around you quickly now until finally you glide into a small pretty reef bed. Waiting for the party is a posh looking carriage drawn by small whales. It looks far more comfortable than the tiny submarine. It does look like you will have to go out through the manhole in the bottom into the ocean, however.

You are still underwater.

Morgana nods as if this makes tremendous sense. "Oh, good..." she pauses and looks at Addison, offering him, "Take my hand."

Martin takes a deep breath. "There's our ride." He sighs in relief. "We can go at a much liesurely pace in that. We're not far."

Robin is, understandably, reluctant, eyeing the water outside as though it were a hostile predator. "Was this vehicle perhaps dispatched for us by our hosts, then, my lord?" he asks, slightly puzzled.

Addison attempts to drain the soda at boy speeds with one hand while taking Morgana's hand with the other.

Morgana explains to Addison with a fissure of magic, "It is the Selkie's kiss... but without the traditional touch of lips."

"Yeah," Addison does it around the mouth of the can, "Mostyn has done this to me before a few times."

Morgana nods her hand, and withdraws her hand.

Martin nods, "Yes, they did." to Robin. He smiles at Molly, "You are an awesome driver, you doing ok?"

Morgana murmurs, "And it is done." Gladly, she heads for the ocean outside the submarine.

Molly looks out at the carriage and the whales. She puts her hands out against the submarines's enclosement and leans to get a better looks. She's almost giddy. She turns back to and asks, "How long does that last anyway, Lady Morgana? Is mine still fresh on me?"

Morgana says, "So long as you are with me, plus one day."

"Very good, my lord," Robin says, somewhat distractedly. With Morgana departing, he certainly is not about to let a Lady go out on her own, and he follows her, although the observant might note that he is holding his breath.

Morgana turns and smiles over her shoulder, leading the way out, "You have nothing to fear from the water itself."

The easiest way out, of course is through the manhole in the bottom.

Morgana is already out! And looks quite like the fish-back-in-water. She makes her way to the carriage.

Addison dives after Morgana through the manhole. He's dressed for underwater travel, and he is starting to get the hang of this water thing. He is no where near as graceful as she is, but it does the job.

Molly says to Martin, "Thanks. I'm doing fine. I needed this!" She turns towards the manhole, looks at it, shrugs, and follows along.

Martin abandons the submarine and follows the rest to the posh looking carriage.

The whales don't have reins. Martin scratches his head. One of the whales looks back at them as though waiting impatiently.

Morgana settles into her seat, looking at the whales as pleasantly as one looks at newly-met companions.

Robin is almost completely lacking in underwater grace, but he soldiers on without complaint. It does take him a bit to loosen up enough to breathe, but one can only go without for so long.

Morgana waits for Robin to gain confidence in her breathing and asks him, "Have you ever done much diving before?"

Martin stays near Molly to guide her to a comfort zone underwater.

Addison squishes next to Morgana in the carriage. Squish. Perhaps way too close in the carriage space-limited space.

Molly seems entirely surprised when she does not drown horribly. She then allows Martin to hurry her into the carriage, so as not to upset the impatient whale, as it just does not do to have a whale angry with you.

"No, my lady," Robin says, politely. "My only experience previous to this was quite brief, I fear. I do not swim well."

Morgana asks, "Experience underwater or experience breathing water?"

Morgana may be ever-so-slightly surprised to hear Robin has never done much diving, despite his evident discomfort.

Once everyone is settled the whales take off! There are what appears to be some kind of seatbelt to strap one into the carriage to stop you from floating off.

Addison messes with the little weird holy symbol he is wearing around his neck before he lets it drop and yawns and enormous Addison yawn.

Morgana is all properly strapped in, with the easy grace of nobility born to ride in such carriages, watching with interest outside the carriage, and not seeming to mind a little Addison-squishing. "What is that around your neck, Addison?" She wonders.

Robin admits, "Both, my lady. I was once a guest of the Ambassador and the Lady Ula at the Embassy, if you will excuse my saying so."

The first thing that you notice as the whales take off is that they do indeed seem to know exactly where they are going. The world is so blue! So very blue and unpolluted and such brilliant colors! The scenery is fantastic and everything is big and spongy. Schools of fish swim by in their happy go-lucky way. You are carefully pulled through the water in such a way that it might be the whales are purposely moving to let you sight see the beauty of this world. In the distance you start to see a lot of different colors flashing about in the sea, but once you get closer, you start to notice that those colors are attached to the bulbous heads of the most beautiful jellyfish you have ever seen. Swarms of them just flittering about here and there. Then suddenly the whales dive you down through into a deeper area of the ocean through the colorful jellies as they blink different colors at you.

Martin fishes something out of his pocket. "Here." He gives one to each party member. It is a little slimy looking slug like centipede. Its legs are kind of sticky. Put this up near your ear. "It will help you communicate." He explains. Down, down,down you go, perhaps he's just trying to distract you.

Addison nabs the little AUM between two fingers and peers at it. "It's called an AUM. It symbolizes the ultimate infinite reality of the entire universe made of creation, preservation and destruction."

Morgana gazes at Addison, thoughtfully, with something very personal in her gaze. "I hope we may speak soon, alone, Addison," she murmurs. But she quiets to take in the scenery.

Molly gets snagged by the yawn, and follows suit, stiffling her yawn behind spread fingers. She asks, "What sort of person is Lady Ula, Master Robin? I was supposed to speak with her on..." She trails off, "On something that doesn't matter anymore." She looks to Addison, waiting for his answer to Morgana, but turns and takes the little slug from Martin, looking at it curiously.

Morgana takes her slug and does as directed with absolute faith.

Addison peers at the worm. He then dangles it over his open mouth like he's going to eat it for a moment. The worm twitches between his fingers.

"She is, as you might expect, a fine and gracious lady," Robin says, examining the slug curiously before fitting it to his ear. He emits a small strangled shriek when the tentacle part becomes evident, and thereafter is quick to apologize: "I beg your pardon. I had not expected that."

As you slow down you see the big balloon like structures in the chasm below. They are bulbous and huge just like the heads of jellyfish but clearly structures not living. You are coming to a slow stop to a ram where there is something waiting for you. Something decidedly not so pleasant looking that the pretty swarms of fish above. This creature has a huge bulbous head that is moonshaped and nearly translucent blue jelly. It is encased in some kind of moving coral armor and one of its 100 foot long tentacles is wrapped around a trident. What might be curious is that the huge creature has a symbol of Lir dangling from its armor. Male or female, who can tell?

There is a simple call as its head becomes a bright blue color, "GUESTS!" it booms out.

Addison stuffs the insect in his ear and makes a face belying his opinion on sticking worms in his ears.

<OOC> Martin says, "You see a giant this In Armor with a trident "pics.livejournal.com/rta_martin/pic/0001d2bq/s320x320""

Molly momentarily watches Addison apparently tormenting his communication device before putting the slug to her ear and turning to Robin. "Oh, I'm certain she is. Undoubtedly."

Martin mentions... "I think that's him. Er. Remember. Simple words."

Morgana murmurs, "She is, indeed, a fine and gracious lady..." She peers.

Addison peers at the armoured jelly fish and then says, "Cor... how interesting is that!"

Molly gawks. "I...Oh! Oh, my! And...so blue!"

"Simple words. As you say, my lord," Robin says. "Ought we not to greet him?"

The whales set you down on the ramp and it is easy to swim off of the carriage. Martin unhooks himself and gives the Ambassador a bow. "Ambassador, it is Martin, and I have friends."

The Jellyfish booms out. "Friends? Not Food?"

Martin nods. "Er. Friends." he motions to his companions. "Come."

Morgana comes forward once motioned forward.

Molly echoes, she can't stop herself and it comes out in a squeak, "Not Food!" She moves forward. Hesitantly.

Addison repeats after Molly, "Not food! I hardly have any meat on me at all. Which you can actually see for once!"

Robin waits until the others have disembarked before doing so himself. "Hello!" he says to the large armoured jellyfish, speaking slowly and loudly.

The Jellyfish peers at Morgana. "Lir." he says once. "Is Lir here?" he asks Martin in a deep voice that might not be translated very well through the strange biocreatures. His armor shifts and moves as he does.

Martin points at Morgana, "Morgana, Priestess. Rebma" to Addison, "Addison. Knight. Begma" to Robin, "Robin, Knight. Lyonesse", "Molly, Lady. Begma." he looks to the Ambassador. "All live to protect Rebma and Amber. To be friends as we said."

The jellyfish's tentacles crackle through the water, some kind of electric light.

The jellyfish floats in the water, looming. "Tasty Friends" comes out of the translation. His bulbous head flashes little colors. They are warm and friendly colors.

Addison peers at the Jellyfish with great curiosity. The sort of Begman curiosity that ends with something exploding.

Morgana speaks up then, "Lir is here, for Here is the Sea."

The jellyfish is very interested in Morgana suddenly. "The Sea is Lir. You speak to Sea?"

Morgana steps forward, "I speak to Lir in prayer, and He answers in dreams."

A tentacle flips out and seems to float near Addison and at the same time, another near Molly. "Begma. What is this?" It's hard to tell if it is actually looking at anyone in particular.

Robin, for the time being, remains quiet. Watching and listening, rather than speaking up.

More of them can be seen in the distance now, as their bulbous head starts to light up in the sea. Before they weren't curious. Now... they start to come forward.

Molly cheerfully watches the electric crackling. Until the jellyfish calls them 'tasty'. Then she whimpers very softly. She looks at Addison, expecting the Actual Begman to be better able to answer the Jelly's question.

Suddenly switching attention back to Morgana it intones, "Speak to the Sea." as though he expects her to do so now. Another tentacle finds its way to Robin.

Addison clears his throat and says, "The Republic of Begma is my home. It's a... er... it's a land of great tall buildings and great airships from far away."

Jellyfish asks, "What is Air?"

Morgana considers the great Jellyfish, then says, "I will pray. What do you pray for?"

Jellyfish says to Morgana, "Food. Life."

Morgana nods, and asks, "Friendship?"

Morgana adds, "Unity?"

Robin, although he's obviously nervous and uneasy, is careful not to shy away from the jellyfish's tentacle. "Hello," he repeats, and, "Friend."

Addison thinks. That is a good question to ask, actually. "It is like... very very very thin water that people can breathe. But above the water. Outside of it."

There is a pause, "Friends. Yes. Enemies around us. Eat young." it sounds almost sad. "You." it says to Robin. "What is Lyon..." it can't say the rest of it.

Molly offers, "Air makes bubbles?"

Robin says, in the same slow-and-clearly-enunciated manner, "Lyonesse. It is my home."

Morgana tells the jellyfish, "I will pray." But she seems to mean to let the others finish introducing themselves first. "After hello to friends."

As the jellyfish speaks you see that it changes colors from time to time emmitting emotion perhaps with each word spoken. There is also a kind of sing song to its words. "Begma. Lyon..ess. Rebma. Amber. Friends. Not Food. Pray." to Morgana, "I pray with you."

Addison does not pray.

Martin keeps quiet as if he knew the Jellyfish would be terribly interested in Morgana.

Molly at least gives silent thanks that the Jelly admits they aren't food.

The tentacles just float around you, crackling every so often. They don't touch you but if you look closely it looks like they are tiny barbed wires in there.

Morgana lifts her chin then, and speaks, "Father Lir. Thank you for your Gifts. For the Sea. We seek the Signs. We seek peace and unity with Your people...." Her sentences are simple and brief, with pauses in between.

Morgana continues, "... We have come from far away. From Rebma, land of Lir's Chosen, to meet these noble people. Your people. They fear the stranger who hunts the young. We feel the dark creatures who hurt us and our friends. Let us be one. In our hearts. In our faith."

The Jellyfish becomes a soft blue as Morgana speaks. "Lir. Lir. The Sea Father. We protect." Its tentacles start to fall away from the party, not so close and threatening. "Martin. Martin asks for us. We come. For Lir." It seems to move a little closer to Morgana but then stops as though not wishing to hurt her though it seems to want to touch her with its tentacles.

Martin tries to mouth, "No touch!"

Morgana concludes, heartfelt, "Thank you, for bringing us to these far-flung brethren in faith. Amen." She needs no warning. She smiles at the jelly and holds her hands open before her in the supplication to prayer, but closes them together at the 'amen'.

You hear a gentle music in the current, some weird notes from the others that are still at a distance. It can't be translated but is no less beautiful.

The jellyfish moves up a tentacle towards Morgana's hand as though it means to touch her hands, not yet touching.

Morgana cannot join in the words, perhaps, but raises her voice to sing -- wordless, she finds the notes though not the meaning except in spirit. Her voice is as pure as her faith, though not particularly trained.

Robin remains quite still; he isn't about to reach out to the tentacles, although he is striving as best he can not to shy away from them, either. This looks to be somewhat difficult for him.

Addison is standing there, arms crossed (for he has no pockets at the moment), and watching what is going on.

Martin stands near Addison. Everything seems to be going ok. At least, no one has tried to eat them yet.

Molly starts looking at the tentacle that floats near her while Morgana prays and sings. She watches it sway and float there, and it must be entirely too tempting for her, and for some reason that may not be clear even to her, she reaches out to touch it, one gently questing finger. Her hand jerks back hard and she bites down on what is quite clearly a strong string of curses. She tucks the hand between her knees and groans.

The Jellyfish says. "Lir is praised. 100 will go, fight. Led by command. I go, to speak for we. Plege to Blood of Lir. Deep Queen."

Addison looks a little alarmed when Molly hurts herself and asks, "Mol? What's up?"

Morgana nods, "My Mother's Sister. Martin's Mother's Mother. The Deep Queen. Daughter of the Daughter of the Daughter of Lir."

"Blood of Lir, Sea father." The Jellyfish bellows. "Rebma, Amber, Lyon .. ess. Begma! Welcome." He swivels his great bulbous gelatin head all around.

Molly looks up to Addison, guilt all over her face. And pain. "Well, I went and touched a bloody jellyfish, didn't I?" She mutters, shaking her hand out and narrowly avoiding sticking her fingers into her mouth. "It was pretty, and I was curious." She chuckles a little through gritted teeth.

Addison reaches out to give Molly a friendly consoling hug before he remembers he is not wearing a shirt. "And I believe they are galvanic in their way."

Martin nods, he seems happy with the number. That's like getting 100 giants.

***Robin had to disconnect. But he stays with us until the End IC. He is Robinly.***

Molly grins at Addison, automatically hugging a bit before the awkwardness of the situation strikes her. "Seems like galvanics, aye! But that alone wouldn't have hurt this much."

Morgana asks the one they are talking to, "What is your name?"

Addison pulls away from his school chum's wife. "I'm not much of an expert in all things jellyfish, not really knowing much about them. But clearly they are not to be mucked with."

The Jellyfish speaks a highpitched sound, like many sea creatures would In answer to Morgana's question about his name.

Martin says, "I suspect that does not translate down to Joe."

Molly grins at Addison. "Seem's we're getting our effort's worth, though. Ouch, this smarts!"

Morgana asks the jellyfish, "Will you be ready to follow Martin on the long journey home?"

The Jellyfish says, "Yes. Follow Blood of Lir to Deep Queen."

Morgana says, "I will see when you come. I will bless the host of one hundred."

Addison just watches, now separate from Molly, and folds his arms over his chest again.

Lights flash blue in the Jellyfish's head, indicating contentment. "Come. Soon."

Morgana nods, "Yes." She smiles, "Many will pray with us."

**And End

Delayed .. Again.

2008-09-24T03:57:35Z

The more times I get sidetracked from my ultimate purpose the likelier it is for me to come up with more inventive tweaks to put in what I have now decided to call the Medusa Host.

Really, you'd think People would know better.

Led a supply train to Amber, they were almost there but Kincaid had been hurt so I filled in. Lots of big stuff. Some Weir shuffled about.

Had a drink.

Checked my messages. (Interesting one from Addison)

Having a rest then back out again.

The Ambassador I spoke with was rather enthusiastic with me before I left. i think anyway, it's hard to tell emotion when one doesn't have a face..and doesn't speak. He (I think it's a he. I am defaulting to he at the moment) indicated that he's sure that the Blue Bottle Commanders will be willing. Should be interesting.

Leviathan!

2008-09-23T02:50:42Z

Beware the wrath and might of Martin!

Because you never know what he's going to come up with....

*shakes fist at Leviathan!*

Yuck

2008-09-20T04:28:24Z

That is all.

Resuming course.

Martin's To Do List - 2nd addendum to the first

2008-09-18T05:41:28Z

Detour

At least it is on the way though!

Revised to do list.

2008-09-18T01:28:46Z

Leave a lot of messages.

I have a fantastic new plan

2008-09-17T21:17:28Z

Lets bombard the Leviathan with Chum grenades.

Then all of it's minions will want to eat it!

Martin's To Do List

2008-09-15T21:35:13Z

1. Avoid getting a crown accidentally put on my head.
2. Rescue the Princess.
3. Rescue Amber from things that want to eat it.
4. End of the World Party
5. Still got to find Deirdre
6. Still got to find Random
7. Choose next companions to take to Deep Shadow.
8. Avoid being considered for any crowns whatsoever.
9. Finish my symphony.
10. Get some Rum Cake

LOG: Did we go up or down the rabbit hole?

2008-09-14T05:52:36Z

Adventures in Deep Shadow:
Staring Dirk, Heulwen, Robin and Martin

**Into the Rabbit Hole**

You feel a gentle pressure in your mind. Someone is trying to reach you via your Trump.

RPG: Use '+trump/ok' to answer the call, '+trump/reject' to ignore the call, or '+trump/page' to request that your caller page to negotiate.

You accept the Trump contact from Heulwen.

The image of Heulwen stands near Dirk ready for adventure.

To the image of Heulwen, Martin is at the diner. He looks up from a piece of paper. "Yea?"

The image of Dirk touches Heulwen and now shares her Trump contact.

The image of Heulwen says, "I'm ready, I found a date."

The image of Dirk says, "Hello."

To the images of others, Martin says, "Party, huh? No that's not tonight. Tonight we're going to a different place to get some stuff FOR the party." he grins.

The image of Heulwen laughs, "Bring us through? I could really use a milkshake.

To the images of others, Martin rolls his eyes, he peers at Dirk. "Who's your friend."

The image of Heulwen says, "Dirk."

To the images of others, Martin puts away his newspaper, squints at Dirk when Haley makes the extremely unhelpful reply. "Uh-huh." he nods. "Ok."

RPG: You offer to pull people through. Use '!withdraw' to cancel this
offer.

Dirk appears suddenly, grasping Martin's hand.
Dirk has arrived.

Heulwen appears suddenly, grasping Martin's hand.
Heulwen has arrived.

RPG: The Trump contact ends.

The Best Little Diner in Shadow

This Diner has a small sign which reads 'The Hole in the Universe'.

Dirk, Heulwen, Robin and Martin are here.

Heulwen calls to one of the waitresses, Cody by her nametag, she has a long black braid and a pretty face. She's young. "Strawberry milkshake, please!"

Dirk looks totally out of his element as he starts to look around. His arms fold across his stomach and tense.

Martin eyes Heulwen, "Hope you can finish that quick or while on the road. We're not hanging around here long." he folds his arms and leans back in the booth. "Hi." he says to Dirk, "She explain anything?"

Dirk nods "Yes, something about circus shows and talking rabbits and red bulls making fire?"

Martin says, "Not quite like that. I'm more in control, it's the shadows that aren't going to be at all familiar. Hi, I'm Martin and this is Robin."

Heulwen says, "I didn't have time for the whole story."
Dirk says, "Hello, I am Dirk its a pleasure to meet you both."

Robin bows formally, a baroque and excessive thing. "My lady; what a delight it is to have the pleasure of your company once more. My lord, an honor to meet you again, if I may. I believe I recall you from some manner of difficulty at the Lift."

Dirk nods "I was there throwing ropes down to rescue people, indeed."

Martin says, "Well, that's a good enough recommendation for me." He rises out of the booth. "Dirk, have you been in shadow before?"
Dirk says, "No, I haven't been able to get out into shadow before now."
Heulwen grins at Robin and snatches her milkshake from a server. "What is it that we have planned tonight, Martin?"

Robin says, cheerfully, "I myself am very ignorant of the greater realm, my lord, so perhaps we will both be able to learn something of it. If you will excuse my saying so." He turns to listen to Martin, hands clasped behind his back.

Dirk is still standing with his arms folded. "Its just Dirk, no need to my lord me." He looks to Martin.

Martin says, "Well, the party in Crysallis isn't for a little while and I've been asked to pick up some supplies. we're going to a place nearby that I noticed had them in stock so they'll be easy to deliver."
Dirk says, "What party where? What supplies?"

Heulwen nods, "Why can't you get the supplies that you need from here, Martin?"

Robin simply nods, offering no questions. He maintains his posture of polite attentiveness.

Martin shakes his head, "It's the shadow laws, Haley. This shadow has similar laws that work in Crysallis."
Martin glances about at his group. "So, okay. Lets head out if we're all ready."

Dirk nods and shrugs. "Okay?"

Martin starts to walk out of the diner and motions for the other's to follow. "whatever you do, do NOT lose site of me."

"Very good, your Highness," Robin says. "I shall certainly strive to avoid such."

Dirk nods "Ok." He keeps an eye right on Martin.

Heulwen nods to Martin, "I've got your back." Odd, since she's running around in a slinky dress and heels but she seems to feel she can support the claim.

Martin walks out of the diner, leading you all with him. You start walking down a road, there's a signpost. It says: Deep Shadow... 'Turn Back for Sanity'. Martin just smirks at it and hooks his fingers into his jean pockets. "Where we're going, things are not going to make any sense at all. Don't try and analyze it, just go with it. And just remember, I'm a professional." he winks. "Don't try this at home."

Dirk grins and nods "I don't think it works at home." He keeps a close eye on Martin as he follows along.

RPG: Martin declares that he has the Finessed Shifting (PAT-FS) gift:

"Don't try this with anyone but Martin because--" Heulwen sighs and finds a dagger under her dress to support her claims of backing Martin up. "He's the only one that I know that isn't afraid to do this."

Robin permits the others to go ahead of him, and brings up the rear, keeping one eye fixed on Martin and another on the surroundings. The latter may prove to be a bad idea.

The road remains the only constant thing in the sense that it remains solid ground under one's feet or at least one hopes so. Everything else changes and these changes don't make sense at all. You walk past a stone that suddenly changes into a sponge ... with feet as you turn a corner ... then the sponge yaps at you like a manic chiwawa the next corner. The sky is never the same from one minute to the next. Sometimes blue, sometimes purple, sometimes there's eyes sometimes there's stars and sometimes you can reach out and grab a star for a quick light snack. The road goes ever on, cobblestone, sandstone, sand, brick, spongy and hard. At one point you're walking upside down, and another you're actually stuck to the road for a few minutes since it feels like jelly.

Heulwen glances toward Dirk, "You see what I mean?" but she is smiling
and so far she appears to be having a good time.

Dirk nods and is getting very quiet and self-protective. He is looking around just a little and is trying not to turn olive green. "Yes I do see what you mean? This is supposed to be fun?"

Heulwen mutters to Dirk, "... this... to lead... Did..."

Robin's none too comfortable, either, but he tries to retain a calm facade. Tension shows only in the way his eyes flick back and forth quickly from one bizarrity to another.

Eventually things become a little less Chaotic, still nonsensical but there are less changes. You walk through a set of cliffs that rise higher than the eye can see and seem to close behind you as you move forward almost as if you are being urged forward. You come out onto a flat plane of grass. It’s a wide, wide field, a prairie of some sort. When you pass into the field the orange sun glints from straight up in the sky. The funny thing is, there is no horizon. Behind you, the cliffs disappear and you stand alone in the middle of this field. With each other, but completely alone except for the cricket chirping. At least one hopes that is a cricket.

Heulwen appears confused, "Martin. Unless you need a bug, is this where you were looking for supplies?"

Dirk growls "I hate bugs."

Martin reaches into his jacket to pull out a flask and has a long sip. He breathes heavily from the effort of keeping control during that mess. "I gotta rest a sec." he wheezes. "We're here, and there's a city, you just can't see it yet."

Martin explains, "We're underneath it."

Robin glances all about, and then -- "/Underneath/, your Highness?" His head tilts up.

Heulwen doesn't see the city or the supplies but she nods to Martin and seems worried about him. "Do you need me to put together an inventory of the supplies before you move them?" Underneath? She cocks her chin back to look up at the sky.

Dirk says "Drinking Martin?"

Martin nods. "We're walking under it. I have to find a manhole. It's somewhere about here."
Martin says, "And no, this is water. No drinking while in Deep shadow."

Dirk nods "I have to learn how to do this so thanks for the rule."

Martin squints at Dirk again, gives him a 'huh ok' look. "We need to kick about the ground and find something that doesn't sound solid."

Robin appears, if anything, even more confused by this. "On the ground, your Highness? But your Highness said that we were underneath this city, if I do not recall incorrectly." All the same, he prods at the ground with a booted foot, warily.

RPG: Heulwen challenges a difficulty of 6, using her Wits. Heulwen succeeds.

Martin nods to Robin, "We are. Remember when I talked about laws and gravity last time? Trust me, we're underneath the city."

RPG: Dirk challenges a difficulty of 6, using his Wits plus STY-LK. Dirk succeeds.

RPG: Robin challenges a difficulty of 6, using his Wits. Robin succeeds.

Heulwen looks around as if the whole place were very odd. She inhales, "This is water?"

Martin grins at Heulwen, "You're catching on. Not sure what it is, but we can breathe it."

You paged Dirk with 'feel free to have dirk find the manhole.:)'.

Tap, tap goes Robin's boot on the ground. His brow furrows in confusion, all the more so when Martin remarks about the 'breathing'. "I shall have to try not to think too much about this," he says, more to himself than to anyone else.

Heulwen takes off her shows. Heels seem to be causing her a bit of problem with moving around freely. She frowns and looks up and then looks down. "Martin this place goes beyond weird."

Dirk kicks around and listens for the right sound. He starts to kick around and stumbles. He almost falls on his face since he's is totally focused on finding the manhole. He says "Haley can you come here?"

Martin takes this small break in time to rest. His brow is sweating a little. The effort to shift in these conditions takes a great deal out of a man, apparently. "Most of them are out here," he acknowledges Haley's comment and puts away his drink. To Robin he smiles, "I usually try and make sure that we can breathe, because otherwise would be a bitch." He eyes Dirk with a grin, "Awesome!"

Heulwen walks toward Dirk looking down at huh? "What the? Lir on a bike I thought you said the city was above us not below us, Martin?" She leans down next to Dirk to study the manhole cover.

Martin tells Heulwen, "I never said it was above us, I said we were underneath it."

Dirk says, "Sewers have insides and outsides too."

Heulwen frowns, "That doesn't make sense at all!" She looks up to the sky again as if she were demanding some reference point out of a mixed up, muddled up, cracked up world.

All that makes sense is the big glowing orange ball that is probably the sun.

"I can hardly disagree, my lady," Robin says. "Does this mean we shall need to push the cover -- down? Or pull it up?"

Dirk twists the handle and pushes it away from his feet. He doesn't try to make sense of anything. He just picked a direction.

Apparently, whatever Dirk did works. Huzzah! The manhole opens. There's a great gush of wind, accompanied by an exaggerated sound similar to what happens when you open a tub of Tupperware that has been sealed for a while.

Heulwen remains near Dirk trying to help him figure out the manhole and the gravity issue. "If we're underwater it doesn't mater if we are up or down--or wait...it does, doesn't it?"

Dirk shrugs "I don't know."
Dirk has partially disconnected.

Robin crosses over to join Dirk and Heulwen, peering down (up?) into the hole. "If we are uncertain of our reception, your Highness," he says, forthrightly, "I should be glad to volunteer to go through first, in case there might perhaps be some danger."

Heulwen shrugs and looks at Martin for directions. "First, last. I don't care."

Martin says, "Ok, in we go!" enthusiastically. He pokes his head into the manhole, "I don't think they're unfriendly, but by all means." he rights himself up or down as the case may be. "After you."
Martin said that to Robin

Robin, requiring no further encouragement, drops himself through -- or pushes himself through, however the gravity works out -- to see what might be laying on the far side.

Martin follows after Robin, happily moving up the rungs one by one.

Heulwen follows Martin to the other side. "In the rabbit hole?" She asks Dirk.

The top of the manhole is achieved quickly even in the tight space. It's not a difficult climb. Eventually you get to the top and see that there is another handle to push or pull to get out.

Dirk follows Martin and company and tries not to worry too much. He just flows along and says 'okay?" He doesn't sound too sure though.

Robin clings to the ladder with one hand, and, with the other, tries pushing up on the manhole cover to slide it aside. "It would seem we will be out again in a moment," he remarks.

The manhole is pushed open to a busy sidewalk. People are everywhere in this vast market square. The assault on the senses is almost overwhelming! The sky is black with night and sparkling stars but everyone is awake and in a hurry to do something by any means possible.

They hardly notice the person poking his head out of one of the city sewers.

The buildings are tall and spindly with lots of glass. The architecture is quite exquisite if you're insane. There are lamps that light the way and spectacular statues of all kinds. This would all be normal and happy if but for the fact that it appears roads and walkways have two sides to them and people who are walking right side up and upside down! It's a bizarre headache of shouting merchants, busy shoppers and speedy cars. The people here are human though tall and spindly looking. You are apparently walking right side up, at least you think so as you come out of the manhole. The only solid reference for this is that the sky is above you. "Robin, did we come up underneath the Market?" Martin asks hopefully.

Up being a relative term at the moment.

"I -- that is, so far as I can determine, it is not impossible, your Highness," Robin says, staring for a moment before it occurs to him to climb out and clear the way for the rest of the group. "But it is by no means certain."

Dirk watches his feet in order to keep himself from getting too sick as he appears in the upside down right side up.

Heulwen is used to swimming and pretty much adjusts as if things were just, very odd.

Martin pulls himself out of the manhole and staggers to his feet. The effects of gravity seem to be very strange in this place. He frowns, and digs a piece of paper out of his pocket. "Ok, we're looking for a store called... Mr Razoris Fantastic Fancies." He rubs his head, "Don't think to much, just keep close together. If my calculations are correct we have enough time to do our business before everything flips."

Dirk looks up at the buildings "This is unbelievable."

Heulwen laughs and repeats the title, "Fantastic Fancies?" She considers for a long moment, "Would you be annoyed if I stole that as the name for my shop?" She straightens her gown as she comes through and looks at the area.

Dirk is turning a weird colour, Its not green but its not normal either. "So this is shadow?"

"... flips," Robin echoes. That doesn't sound good. "Very good, my lord. 'Fantastic Fancies.' I shall see if it can be found."

Martin laughs at Heulwen, "I don't know." he glances at Dirk, "This is Deep Shadow, farther out than most people go. Simply because laws don't make a whole lot of sense and are more difficult to manage. I'm only just starting to be able to get through it but there's a lot more to learn. I think there's a directory somewhere." he rolls the paper back up and stuffs it into his pocket. "Try not to look around too much. The trick is to accept what you see and not analyze it."

"This is my first trip into shadow, I just barely walked the pattern." Dirk nods and blinks his eyes. "I'll take your word for it."

Martin stares at Dirk, "You just walked the pattern?" he shakes his head. "Sorry, man, trust me when I say this is not the way it's normally done. Should take it at a slower pace next time, yeah?"

Dirk nods "Yeah, I think so, yeah. No drinking either." He just looks a little freaked out. "I haven't had the time to learn how to walk shadow or anything."

Heulwen nods, "All right."

RPG: Robin challenges a difficulty of 7, using his Wits plus BLD-PT. Robin succeeds.

Heulwen adds, "Let's go get your supplies."

Dirk is not doing well right now. He is trying hard not to get sick as he is in over his head seriously.

Martin pats Dirk on the back, "At least we're walking right side up."

Dirk nods "I'd hate it if we weren't. This isn't the normal way shadow exists right?""

Heulwen says, "No, this is really messed up even for some of the places that Martin has taken me in the past."

Martin explains, "We have less control over shadow out here, and laws make little sense."

Robin makes his way through the market, peering this way and that in search of ... well, something informative. Only when he gets jostled around and spun in place by a hurrying passerby does he actually spot something. "Might that be it, perhaps?" he suggests, pointing.

Indeed, he has certainly found what might possibly be a map. At least it looks like a map, if you squint long enough at it, it might make sense.

And yes, there are words with names on it, some of them upside down and some right side up. They are in alphabetical order at least. "Excellent work!" he beams at Robin, "Do you see Fantastic Fancies on it?" Martin asks.

Dirk keeps his eyes on his feet as he walks around quietly. He follows Martin to the store.

Heulwen stops to put her shoes back on since they are walking more or less on normal ground now. She then jumps up to follow Robin, Martin and Dirk. Her dagger is concealed but never far from hand.

"... er ... perhaps ..." Robin pauses, cocks his head sideways, peers at the map a bit more. "Oh! There, your Highness," he says, indicating the spot.

Martin looks very pleased. "Oh ! Great! It's not that far away and it is on the right side. We should be able to get there if we hurry, before everything flips. It's only a couple of blocks away."

Dirk nods "How long before things flip."

Heulwen blinks, "What happens if everything flips, Martin?"

Martin says, "When the sun rises, we'll be walking upside down."

Robin asks, a bit uncertainly, "Walking, or falling, your Highness? Or perhaps it would be best not to find out. "

Martin smiles at Robin, "I think it's best that we don't find out. The Mayor said that we don't want to be caught on the wrong side or we can't ever get to where we want to go. Ok, lets hurry!" He starts to move in the direction of the store.

Dirk follows along and sighs "No problem with the hurring up."

Heulwen hurries as well, she sighs and looks to the people over head. "I'd rather not get caught here when the sun comes up. I hope you ordered in advance and everything is ready for delivery."

Martin says, "Everything is pre-ordered, apparently they do a lot of business with Crysallis every time they have an End of the World Party." He walks quickly through the market, trying not too look around too much either and keeping the directions Robin found on the map in mind. "It should be around here shortly. Ahah... that must be it." Indeed, how could it be anything else? You see before you a shop in the shape of a pyramid made of bricks with all different shades of blue. The sign glows pink "Fantastic Fancies!". There's an explosion of color on the animated sign every few minutes and another banner floating nearby advertises various sales.

Robin says, "So long as we can safely transport the merchandise out again, my lord, I should think so?"

Heulwen blinks, "We are going to have time to check the inventory against the purchases and confirm everything that you have ordered is indeed within the boxes and ready to be shipped? I'd seriously hate to have to come back here, Martin."

Martin nods to Robin, "We should be ok." he pulls out the paper he had stuffed in his pocket to Heulwen. "Here's the inventory." It's scrawled on the back of the crumpled paper.

Heulwen is used to sorting out Martin's hand writing she starts to transfer the list to a notepad as the walk toward the shop. She has a gold pen with musical notes and dancing Martins on the barrel.

Dirk asks "What kind of stuff you get?" He sounds curious.

Martin eyes the pen and sighs as he strides towards the store.

Robin follows along quietly, trying, with modest success, not to look too closely at his surroundings.

The interior of the store is thankfully... less odd than the exterior. People are walking normally in here,perhaps that has something to do with the revolving door you pass through. It's a store with several levels and a great deal of fantastic devices and artifacts. It's a bit like going into an antique store stuffed high with oddities. There's an old man at the counter who looks like he's been there for centuries himself.

Heulwen looks up from the inventory she is copying, "Martin are you making something to explode? This doesn't look like a very safe list of
things to transport through shadows."

Robin examines various things with his hands kept carefully behind his back; he doesn't touch /anything/, however inviting it might look.

Martin looks defensive, "I'd never try and blow anything up. Fireworks, Haley! That's what this stuff will produce. Fantastic, awesome fireworks. What kind of party is an end of the world party without great fireworks?"

Heulwen glares at Martin, she's started taking some of his statements very literally. "END OF THE WORLD PARTY??!" this makes her look up from the list.

This makes the old man perk up, "ah.." he moves slowly towards what looks like a small barrel. "You folks must be from Crysallis. Funny, we've had a harder time delivering lately." he shakes his head. "Trade isn't what it used to be. Roads all messed up.

Martin smiles at Heulwen, he uses his best smile he reserves for when he's trying to con someone into doing what he wants them to do. "Well, yes. You see, um. they're going to drown. It happens every millennia."

Heulwen asks as if it were a perfectly reasonable question, "Could we get people to run around kissing them so they don't drown?"

"A most pleasant way of avoiding drowning, my lady," Robin opines, "though perhaps manpower-intensive. Does the gift not wear off with time, as well?"

The old man wonders, "Who has the receipt?"

Heulwen passes the receipt to Martin, she's copied it now anyway.

Dirk looks at the stuff in the store and examines what he sees.

Martin takes the receipt and smiles at the old man who rings it up and gives him the barrel. "Thanks!" To Heulwen and Robin, he says, "I never thought about that, really. Sometimes with Deep Shadow it is nearly impossible to stop things from happening but I suppose we could give it a try."

Dirk wanders back. "What are we doing now?"

"Taking the case back with us." Martin grins at the shopkeeper. "Less anyone wants to pick up a souvenir."

Dirk says, "What is there to take with me?"
Heulwen laughs, "Maybe you could bring in some boats and they could save part of the civilization?"

Heulwen picks up a few odd items and adds them to the inventory and Martin's bill. She seems to expect he will pay for them.

Dirk wanders off and returns with a glowstick of sorts. Its a pink and purple glass tube with little sparkly purple stars in it. It glows a little.

Martin glances at Robin to see if he wants to add anything to the inventory.

Robin shakes his head, saying, "No, thank you, your Highness."

Martin makes all the purchases and takes the barrel. "Ok, we're done! That was easy, wasn't it?" he beams at everyone. "I guess you all want to take the short cut back to Amber, now, huh?" he fishes for trump cards.

Dirk nods "that would be nice."

Martin winks at Dirk, "Next time you go out, make sure to take it slow, don't try and do what I was doing."

Dirk says, "So how do you work the shadow shifting thing?"

Martin smiles, blithely, "With extreme caution. No drugs, no alcohol or you get fuzzy bunnies who talk to you." He finds his trump of Amber.

Heulwen blinks and starts to check the inventory, "And Red Bull and two headed dogs?" She seems satisfied they have what they purchased fairly quickly. She's organized. "You really should have taken me back to see the circus, Martin."

Dirk says, "I am gonna need someone to talk me through this."
Martin laughs, "No time lately. Ok, home we go." He lets folks look at his trump.

As you concentrate upon the Trump, the place depicted upon it slowly becomes more real.

**And back out of the rabbit hole**

Dear Prince Martin

2008-09-12T19:10:54Z

o.O: Why does everyone insist on calling me a Prince?

I received this note at the diner so I invited the band:

Dear Prince Martin

We cordially invite you and your band to play at our Doomsday celebration.
We expect that the clams will be at their most sumptuous and there will be fresh pie and the famed crysallis beer which you so enjoyed when last you were here.

(I did?)

We will have fireworks and I assure you this is Party you will not want to miss.
I have sent this where I am certain you will run across this.

Yours sincerely,
Your faithful fan
Eiglibee Ironheart, Mayor of Crysallis.

I did in fact check out the city, it's somewhere near Astarii. Seems harmless. Seems to be some kind of world with a lot of water in it. Seems like they worship Lir. Morgana will like that.

So I contacted some people and looks like they can all come.

This should be interesting.

-M

Martin's Lament.

2008-09-11T05:15:06Z

Who'll be the next King? What is my destiny?
Give me a mudslide, I want to escape the fallacy
Look at my eyes, look close and I think you’ll see
I’m just a sweet boy, I want no rivalry
Look here, don’t make me go, don’t wanna go, oh no
I’ll do anything, but don’t put that crown on me, on me.

~grin
(Yeah, that Queen song)

Martin's To Do List

2008-09-08T04:27:07Z

1. Find Corwin.
2. Get Corwin Drunk and Laid. Maybe that'll make him feel better.
3. Make sure that someone is running the Kingdom.
It looks like a dubious toss up between Caine, Deirdre and Benedict. I think Flora might be on top but I'm not placing any bets.
4. ~~Organize Begman purchases.~~
Screw that, get Heulwen to do it.
5. make sure Gloxinia gets her hats.
6. Figure out why Amber is in ruins.
7. Find Addison. Hopefully he is not in a hole somewhere.
8. Find Random, tell him some of the stuff I've learned.
9. Wonder if a rhinestone studded cowboy hat would go with this duster? Hm.
10. Find Morgana. Because it is always handy to have a cleric at your side when rescuing Princess'.

PS: Back from Vacation.:)

Begman Pub Crawl

2008-09-05T03:06:01Z

So.

I went on a Begman Pub Crawl!

It was interesting!

They had a guitar in one place that was all rigged up and sounded almost electrical so I played a few bars. The pub was enthralled! They wanted more, so I played more.

Here's hoping this doesn't make the news.

Suppose I should go out tomorrow and spend more money just in case.

This sounds like a capital plan.

-M

First picture of the rescued kitten! (OOC)

2008-09-03T17:15:09Z

Because Some people asked.:)

The saga of the Kitten (OOC)

2008-09-01T02:40:39Z

I don't remember who I fretted to about the young kitten who came wobbling out of the forest last week to my brother in law, mum & dad and kids while they were on the docks. Poor thing was on it's last legs, clearly malnurished and obviously abandoned and seeking human voices and help.

At first, my sister was adament about not taking the cat, but as the week went on, she caved because he seemed to be very good with kids, no biting, scratching or clawing, no yowling.

He perservered.

And is now the family cat.

Young Domino the half starved kitten won the hearts of the family known most for their tendency to not want to deal with pets.:)

He is a white cat with three black spots which is why he was named Domino and he is a trooper!

He got all his shots and a bath and is purring contentedly on my sister's rug after who knows how long he'd had to spend in the wild. He is healthy if still a little malnourished but my sister is working on that.

People are so damned cruel to pets. I'm told they leave pets up in the woods here all the time but this is the very first time we've seen a cat.

Yay for the Kitty Survival!

I was having nightmares about the poor thing. yes, I am a sap for kittens.

Shopping in Begma: Note to Gloxinia

2008-08-29T03:50:54Z

Dear Gloxinia,

In Begma.

The weather is great.

The fall season is wonderful.

Spending lots of Money. Hope you still like hats.

Addison's family are very interesting!

Yrs,

Martin

Sidetracked. Went to find the Princess.

2008-08-25T04:15:11Z

So,

I

*think*

I killed the first boss but I think there are more levels.

The last thing I remember is eating a bad mushroom, something licking me, and passing out. I must not have identified that power up properly.

I remember sitting on the edge of some swamp and trying to figure out how to get across it when I had the presence of mind that it was time to get out. So I pulled out the trumpdeck.

As luck would have it, Addison was first.

Between my trauma and his trauma we had the mental capability to get myself to Begma for Vacation. I will send a note by mail to Gloxinia to come later.

So, I'm stopped at a tavern on the way to Begma

I stripped to take a good long bath and found this bit of paper, it's my handwriting.

List
- ladder. You can use the flying shoe trick or a pogo stick to get the ladder.
- firepower comes out of the roses. Pick the roses. They have 3 shots.
-Eat food for more life, but if you're not a cleric, you need a lens
-Note to self: Bring Morgana.
-To get to level two, make it across the poisonous swamp land.

Since Robin Did it, I had to do it

2008-08-24T02:31:12Z

The Loverboy

Random Gentle Love Master (RGLM)

FACT:You embody the German principle of Konstantzusammenschaft, which is best described in English (without using the obscure English word "sammenschaft") as "eternal togethermanship".

Well-liked. Well-established. You are The Loverboy. Loverboys thrive in committed, steady relationships—as opposed to, say, Playboys, who want sex without too much attachment.

You've had many relationships and nearly all of them have been successful. You're a nice guy, you know the ropes, and even if you can be a little hasty with decisions, most girls think of you as a total catch. Your hastiness comes off as spontaneity most of the time anyhow, making you especially popular in your circle of friends, too.

You know not to make the typical Loverboy mistake of choosing someone who appreciates your good humor and popularity, but who offers nothing in return. You belong with someone outgoing, independent, and creative. Otherwise, you'll get bored. And then instead of surprising her with flowers or a practical joke, you'll surprise her by leaving.

Your exact male opposite:

The Billy Goat

Deliberate Brutal Sex Dreamer

Always avoid: The Nymph (DBSD)

Consider: The Window Shopper (RGLD), The Peach (RGLM)

Link: The Online Dating Persona Test | OkCupid - singles | Dating

On the Road Again

2008-08-24T01:15:26Z

I wonder how things went in Amber, well, I suppose Haley or someone will give me an update.

...

Hopefully Molly and Heulwen got their packages.

((OOC: Martin is not in Amber. Has not been in Amber since about 24 hours before the Push against the mound. Martin is not going to be in Amber until I return from Vacation))

Notes on Deep Shadow

2008-08-19T19:03:38Z

Random Exploration in the further reaches of shadow all the way out to where they run wild and strange in alien and creepy ways will continue in the foreseeable future as I figure out what to do about this message and when time allows. Currently time is spent being useful when needed.

Many of these shadows are just plain insane. The people here I've found are not evil but they seem to be a bit on the 'touched' side, I believe due to the corruption of the black road.

The further out I go, the more alien things become. I can't stress enough to my companions about physical laws. They just don't exist the way people think they should.Things are just not natural. Some people think I'm crazy for doing this, but in the end, I think it'll be worth it if just to -understand- what's out here and how far you can go.

I am not going to answer the whys and hows of the universe in this exploration but it will give me a better understanding of shadow itself. I'm not drawing any conclusions until I've gone to a sufficient number of places and put all the notes together to discuss with my Aunt.